#mundane au

[wiidoodles]

Assistant Daycare teacher Wolfwood my beloved

#TRIGUN #trigun stampede #trigun fanart #nicolas d wolfwood #vash the stampede #millions knives #trigun wolfwood #fanart #mundane au #ww is an assistant daycare teacher bc I SAID SO #he steals graham crackers during snack time and demands he gets to hold the babies when they get them during the early hours

[saevity]

drew these modern/mundane tlh girls a few months ago but i never got around to posting them for some reason so here they are <3 featuring some deeply unserious headcanons

(album titles below cut:)

lucie:

shrek 2 soundtrack

mamma mia soundtrack

victorious soundtrack

turn off the light by kim petras

cordelia:

folklore by taylor swift

SOUR by olivia rodrigo

unreal unearth by hozier

nonante-cinq by angèle

rumours by fleetwood mac

author's note: i actually imagine cordelia to have a far more interesting music taste than this considering she's canonically very well-travelled but unfortunately my own music taste is not nearly interesting enough to supply this. feel free to suggest some albums she'd like in your own language in the tags &lt;3

grace:

welcome to the black parade by my chemical romance

i disagree by poppy

puberty 2 by mitski

dance fever by florence + the machine

#tlh #the last hours #cordelia carstairs #lucie herondale #grace blackthorn #art #fanart #au #modern au #mundane au #cassandra clare #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles

[lurafita]

Murder Husbands

I have been in a "murder husbands" mood lately

How about crime family Lightwood and current head of the organization Alec, who meets Magnus in a completely normal place (coffee shop, book store, Park,..) and the two of them are smitten right away and start a relationship.

The longer it goes on, the more Alec agnoizes over how to break it to his wonderful boyfriend that he is basically the head of the mafia. Then one day the unthinkable happens and one of Alec's enemies gets their hands on Magnus.

When Alec and his Team find the location where Magnus is being held, they storm in, guns ablazing, and all… only to find Magnus standing in the middle of lots of corpses, a bloody knife in hand, and upon seeing Alec he goes "So, look, I was going to tell you, but how exactly do you bring up 'I'm a semi retired assassin' over dinner?"

#magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #shadowhunters tv #malec prompt #mundane au #murder husbands au #assassin!magnus #mafia!alec #bamf magnus #bamf alec #they are basically keeping the same secret from each other

[mostly-mundane-atla]

Here's a cursed concept: family vlogger Ozai AU

#atla au #modern au #mundane au #iroh roles his eyes every time he sees his brother filming and you think it's because he doesn't want to be filmed or mocked #but in reality ozai refuses to listen to his concerns about putting the kids' faces online #ursa is framed as a bad parent for being tired and impatient or even absent #right before he deliberately encourages azula to pick on zuko or break his things

[waty-art]

Utterly Ridiculous

Chloé & Marinette

#chloe and marinette #chloenette #chloe x marinette #miraculous chloe #chloe bourgeois #miraculous ladybug marinette #marinette dupain cheng #chloe bourgeois redemption #ao3 fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #mlb fanfic #miraculous fanfic #ao3 #ao3 link #miraculous ladybug #miraculous au #modern au #mundane au #hurt/comfort #angst with a happy ending #light angst #fluff and angst #friendship #platonic relationships #watyart #fanfiction on ao3 #fanfic writing #miraculous lb

[thenixkat]

Yeah, I actually do think in a mundane au Laios would be, like, solidly fat if you set that mundane au in any place where there's easier access to food in general especially with like ready-made/frozen/microwavable cheap foods that are affordable to poor people.

Also, if we put him in a similar-ish real-world job to adventuring (effectively low-paying labor intense work in the wilderness that possibly involves fighting hostile wildlife and resource extraction/exploration) he'd still eat a lot better than he would have in canon pre-rescue Falin mission, given there's less social stigma especially in more rural places to eating animals outside of the general norm.

I can also see probably some low-key stress eating from him that combined with how he seems to be built to be great at putting on weight and holding onto it/loses it slowly even when starved (looking at some of the pre-canon extras plus him being from the far north/very fucking cold country would make a lot of sense)

Also, Falin would be thicker too but not as big as Laios, cause I think stress [capitalism, work, the internet, feelings of being a failure/feeling of inadequacy/guilt] would add on to shit for him.

But yo, hear me out, Laios built like a fridge trekking through the woods unfazed, having a great time, hardly worked up a sweat while the rest of the party with their short lil legs and/or poor stamina huffing puffing and asking this man to slow down.

#nix meows #dungeon meshi #mundane au #laios touden

[miliamin1]

Stubborn, single minded and obsessive (15176 words) by miliamin Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Wednesday (TV 2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Enid Sinclair Characters: Wednesday Addams, Enid Sinclair Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - High School, nevermore is not a boarding school alright, Autistic Wednesday Addams, Enid Sinclair Has ADHD, Panic Attacks, Anxiety Disorder, Underage Drinking, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst Summary: After a full school year Enid can’t really call it a hyperfixation. Or a simple crush really. But falling for an anti-social girl means that the two months of summer break will be enough of a strength test on these feelings to either get rid of them or solidify it as ‘love’, dooming Enid for an unrequited high school cliche. If only Wednesday didn’t develop a sudden habit for window break-ins demanding favors.

First chapter excerpt:

The first time Enid fell in love was during AP Calculus class. Starting at a math quiz even. One of many that year. This teacher loved to give five minute quizzes out of nowhere with so little time being justified by the fact that it was multiple answer papers. Real chance of passing by just guessing. 

There was no chance of passing if just looking at the questions made you freeze and lose all semblance of thought. So little time. So many of those failed already. Enid was screwed. Mom found one with a big red F on them and yelled at her for hours. How she needs to pass all of her AP classes with better grades. How she’s always a disappointment. How she needs to stop being a failure. How she needs to get better. 

There was no getting better when her brain started to swim instead of thinking. Words and numbers jumbling together and not making sense, ticking of the clock speeding up impossibly. 

TICKTICKTICKTICKTICK. 

She could never do anything properly. 

Never.

Never.  

Never. 

Air was heavy and moving sluggishly out of her, requiring all energy spent on getting it in and out. Not enough oxygen. Even her lungs were failing to do their job. Her mouth completely dried up. Her heart beat so fast it hurt.  She felt as if she could fall down any moment. But she couldn’t move. Only clutch at her pen and be stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

The test paper slid away from her. Of course the time was up and she failed already. Of course-

The paper moved only slightly to the left and a tan hand deftly picked up the pen from her hand. Quickly filling out boxes and then moving the quiz back in front of her. Cold fingers moving up from her wrist, pressing on the muscles to relax so a pen can be put back into the nearest hand of the owner.

Enid instead tried to hold onto them. With all her strength. They squeezed back, tightly and repositioned them under the desk.

Wednesday didn’t try to free herself the whole rest of class. Even after Enid's breath evened out. Or to be able to write with her usual right hand. Enid felt guilty because it wasn’t like her dominant being free meant she wrote anything. She was so exhausted all she could do was examine the blue veins, tiny scars and manicured black nails on the tether that kept her still in this world. The coldness of the skin made reality easier to latch onto. 

She was too exhausted to remember that Wednesday never needed to write down that many notes. Not until the ripping sound of paper got accompanied by being given instructions of extremely dumb downed new formulas and how to use them in a question. 

She only noticed she’s crying when she noticed wet marks discoloring the black ink. But  they were so far from being caused by pain. Blissful feeling in her chest, making breathing easy, fed on gradually disappearing coldness of skin. Like it needed it more than oxygen. Her neck tensed as she tried really hard to not look at the girl beside her and risk her crying to become noticeable beyond the stray tear or two. The feel of her firm touch was so sweetly overwhelming enough as it was. Eye contact would make her fall apart in the opposite direction.

By the end of the period their hands achieved thermal equilibrium and Enid’s heart learned a new beat.

#wenclair #wenclair fanfic #my writing #og post #mundane au

[madmanwonder]

Ask

✖

Mundane au

Timmy Turner x Trixie Tang

Who was the one to propose: Timmy

Who stressed more over wedding planning: Trixie

Who decorated the house: Trixie

Who does the cooking: Timmy

Who does the cleaning: Neither

Who is more organized: Trixie

Who initiates bedroom fun: Trixie

Who suggested kids first: Timmy

#nickelodeon #fairly oddparents #timmy turner #trixie tang #timmy x trixie #mundane au #mundane au ask #✖ meme #meme post #meme ask

[wiidoodles]

pov: ur big sister gets back from Europe (she smuggled the good snacks)

#TRIGUN #trigun stampede #trigun fanart #millions knives #vash the stampede #tesla trigun #tesla saverem #nai saverem #vash saverem #saverem siblings #mundane au #fanart #wii doodles #tesla being a good few years older w a steady career so that she can spoiler her annoying little brothers lives rent free in my brain #they dont get to see her often bc of traveling but by god are they happy to see her when they do

[i-have-not-slept]

Malectober Day 25: Button

“Fuck.” Alec muttered, staring down at the plastic button in his hand. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Of all the times a button could come off his jacket, it had to be today. Today, when he had a meeting with the board of directors to present his new shares report. And of course today was the day he’d worn a jacket with only one button. The dress code at his workplace was ridiculously strict, and Alec knew that going in there like this would not be acceptable.

Desperately, he scanned the busy city street, looking for any place that might help him. He had half an hour before the meeting… but if by some miracle…

There. A small, fairly discreet shop with an overhead sign saying BANE’S TAILORING. Alec felt a small stab of hope. Maybe they’d be able to help him. He darted across the street, stopping outside the store. Smaller letters over the door proclaimed it to be a GENTLEMEN’S TAILOR AND ALTERATIONS SERVICE. Perfect. Alec ducked inside, jingling the bell over the door. 

The inside of the shop was cool and smelled faintly of jasmine. Under Alec’s feet was a red carpet that had once been plush, but was now slightly threadbare. Antique wood paneling covered the walls. The whole space had the feel of somewhere lavish but slightly rundown. 

Along the far wall stretched a large oak desk with a dark green marble surface, and now a man stepped out from a back room to stand behind it. He was tall, as tall as Alec, and handsome, with sharp cheekbones and a warm smile. His eyes were an unusual shade of golden brown, like sunlight through dark honey. He wore an expensive-looking purple suit, complete with a lemon yellow pocket square. He smiled brightly at Alec.

“Hello.” His voice low and rich, with an accent Alec column’t quite place. “How can I help you today?” 

“Uh.” Alec said. Caught up in studying the man, he’d briefly forgotten why he’d entered the shop. He remembered the button, and came forward to the desk. “Hi. I uh— I just lost a button off my jacket, and I have this really important meeting at work, and uh— I know I don’t have an appointment or anything, but um, I just wondered if you’d— if you’d be able to sew it back on. Or something. I’ll pay whatever you think is fair.” he added in a rush.

The store owner raised an eyebrow, seeming amused by Alec’s word vomit. “Of course. It would be my pleasure. Bring it here.” 

Alec laid the button on the counter in front of him. The man smiled at him. “I’ll need your jacket as well, darling.” 

Alec felt himself blush. “Oh. Uh. Yeah. Of course.” Feeling like an idiot, he shrugged off his jacket and laid it down beside the button. 

The store owner ran his long brown fingers over the loose threads in the jacket where the button had been. “No problem at all, just a simple repair job.” He glanced up at Alec, with that intriguing smile again. “What’s your name, anyway? I’m Magnus.”

“Alec.” Alec told him. He found himself smiling back.

“Well, Alec, this should only take a few minutes,” Magnus told him, pulling a box of thread spools out from under the counter. “Feel free to look around while you wait.”  

Alec did so, glancing around the room. It was full of fancy-looking suits displayed on mannequins, shelves of neatly folded shirts, and racks of ties. Absently, he wandered further into the shop, discovering that there was another room off the main one. Alec stepped inside, and his eyes widened. The room was a riot of colour and sparkles. Sequined evening dresses in a dozen different colours hung from the far wall. Fluffy tulle underskirts hung from the ceiling like brightly coloured clouds, in shades of pink, blue, yellow, peach, lavender. There was a large shelf of shoes, platform heels and pumps and stilettos. Everything shone or glittered or gleamed so that Alec was nearly overwhelmed. 

He stepped back into the main room. Magnus was carefully working a needle through the material of Alec’s jacket. He glanced up again and smiled at Alec. “See anything you like?”

Alec gestured vaguely to the next room. “I thought… I mean, your sign says that you’re a gentleman's tailor.”

Magnus raised his eyebrows. “We are a men’s tailoring service, darling.”

Alec opened his mouth again, and then stopped. He looked into the other room again, seeing suddenly how the cut of the dresses was….different, how the high heels were rather larger than women’s sizes. His face felt suddenly hot. “Oh.” 

“Yes.” Magnus confirmed, his eyes sparking mischievously. “I’m not much into drag myself— well, nothing more than the odd pair of fishnets and heels— but a lot of my friends are, and they have the devil of a time trying to find clothes that fit. So I expanded my business to accommodate their needs.” 

Alec’s face was burning. He didn’t know what to say, and the words fishnets and heels were spinning around inside his brain. “That’s uh— that’s really— really nice of you.” He turned away and pretended to be examining a rack of shirts as a form of escape. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Magnus grin as he bent over his work again.

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 Magnus was having an unexpectedly good time. When the handsome stranger had stumbled into his shop, helplessly clutching a button, Magnus had been briefly dazzled by how stunningly attractive he was. He knew it was inappropriate to be checking out his customers, but god, that dark hair, and those eyes. He waited as the man— Alec— pulled off his jacket and laid it on the counter. Magnus grabbed his sewing kit and sat on the tall stool he used for quick repair jobs. It was the work of a moment to find a reel of thread that matched the colour of the jacket, and he began stitching. Magnus watched Alec surreptitiously as he worked. The grey suit and pale blue shirt looked good on him— Magnus suspected that the dark-haired stranger would look good in anything— but he couldn’t help thinking that a pop of colour in his clothes would make his skin and hair stand out beautifully. 

With a twinge of regret, he reflected that Alec was probably straight, based on his reaction to the dresses and heels in Magnus’s other room. He spoke teasingly, almost testing the other man, and didn’t miss the way Alec’s eyes lingered on his face and hands. Nor did he miss the way Alec blushed hotly at Magnus’s comment about fishnets and heels.

Hmmm. Perhaps he’d been too hasty to dismiss Alec as straight. 

Magnus finished stitching on the button and snipped off the excess thread. Alec was still studying the shelves, his attention turned away from him. Magnus considered for a second. He thought of the way Alec’s eyes had roamed over him, curious and surprised and maybe a tiny bit interested. Should he do it?

Magnus took a deep breath and went for it. Grabbing a piece of paper, he quickly wrote his number, before scrawling, Call me any time you need another button sewn on. —Magnus. He slipped the scrap of paper into the pocket of Alec’s jacket and straightened up.

“All done!” he announced. “Good as new.” 

Alec turned to face him, relief obvious in his face. “Oh, thank you so much. You’re an absolute lifesaver. How much do I owe you?”

Magnus waved his hand breezily. “Nothing. It was my pleasure.” 

Alec began to protest, but Magnus waved him away. “Really, darling, it was nothing.”

“Oh.” said Alec shyly. “Thanks. That’s— really kind of you.

Magnus grinned. If Ragnor, his old business professor, was here, he’d scold Magnus for giving away his services for free. But Ragnor wasn’t here, and Magnus’s store was doing well enough that he could afford to give five minutes of his time to a handsome stranger. “You’re very welcome, darling.” He noted that the word darling caused Alec’s cheeks to flush again, and felt a spark of delight in his chest.

Alec shrugged his jacket on, and Magnus admired the way his shoulders moved under the material. “Thanks again.”

Magnus beamed at him. “Hope to see you again sometime.”

Alec smiled, a small and embarrassed smile, but genuine. The shop bell jingled faintly behind him as he left.

Magnus leaned forward on his desk, toying absently with a reel of cotton. He wondered how long it would take Alec to find the bit of paper in his pocket. Something told Magnus he would call, and he smiled. Maybe, just maybe, this could be the start of something wonderful.

#malectober #malectober 2022 #malectober22 #malec #malec fic #alec lightwood #magnus bane #alec lightwood bane #magnus lightwood bane #mundane au #human au #the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc #cassandra clare #the eldest curses #tec #tmi #the mortal instruments #shadowhunters #this chapter is sorta more inspired by the shadowhunters tv show #alec is an accountant #please don't examine it too closely i don't know much about accountancy #and magnus makes clothes for drag queens #that's it really

[lurafita]

CEO!Magnus and personal chef/bodyguard!Alec

(There is every chance that I have posted this before, I just can't remember. I tried to search through my archive, but.... there is a lot of posts there, did you know? 🤣😂 Anyway, in case I'm making you read this twice, sorry. 😅)

Magnus being like this really big shot CEO who has meetings 24/7 and charity events and social appearances and all that other busy stuff going on. So he gets a personal chef to keep an eye on his nutrition. And Alec is ruthless when it comes to making sure Magnus eats healthy. Magnus: "You know I love your cooking, Darling, but how about a good old fashioned fast food break?" Alec: "All that grease is bad for you. Eat your carrots. You look pale. How much sleep did you get last night?" Magnus, innocently: "Enough?" Alec: "Unlikely. No more caffeine for you today."

Magnus trying to sneak all kinds of unheathy Snacks, and Alec foiling him at every turn. Magnus had an energy drink hidden away in his desk, but as he opens the drawer, there is a bottle of water with a note attatched with "stay hydrated".

Alec even convinced the close by Cafe to not serve Magnus anything with Caffeine, after Magnus' last doctors appointment showed high blood pressure.

Maybe Alec is some kind of ex-agent or ex-military, who got into cooking for an undercover op, but really enjoyed it and wanted to pursue it further when he quite the force.

When one of Alec’s old colluegues comes visiting him, Alec is crouching behind the entertainment system to find Magnus' latest snack hidey-hole. Alec: "He gets more creative every time. Some of the drug dealers we busted could have learned from him."

Bet you Magnus is the type of CEO who has a loyal Twitter following and he tweets about everything Alec cooks for him (and the things he doesn't let him eat.) The Internet already ships them.

Possible tweet: The_Magnificent_Bane: Thank you for the suggestion @randomfollower, but unfortunately Alexander didn’t go for the argument that carrot cake counts as a vegetable.

Why am I know picturing a fight in the kitchen where Alec uses kitchen utensils and food to knock out people who have come to kidnap Magnus

Imagine someone broke into Magnus' place, and the police are called and as they arrive Magnus is like: "Thank you for coming. My chef has already apprehended and restrained the perpetrators, and is waiting for you to take them off his hands in the living room." Police: "... Your cook apprehended them?" Magnus: "Yes. Sadly, the confrontation did not result in the death of that cursed celery he bought earlier."

Magnus: "Tomatoes can't be trusted, my darling. Are they a fruit? Are they a vegetable? No one knows." Alec: "They are fruits." Magnus: "That's what they want you to believe."

#magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #shadowhunters tv #malec headcanons #malec prompt #mundane au #ceo!magnus #chef!alec #ex-military!Alec #ex-3-letter-agency!Alec #or ex-4-letter agency!Alec #or ex-however-many-letters-agency!Alec #still bamf!Alec #Alec trying to keep Magnus healthy #Magnus trying to have his snacks anyway #and his caffeine #“Darling just because that blood pressure test says its a little elevated shouldn't mean I can't have coffee.” #“You can have coffee. the uncaffeinated kind” #“That's not coffee. That's an atrocity!” #“Doctor's orders.” #“What do they know anyways?” #“I'm telling Cat you said that.” #“No don't!!!!”

[mostly-mundane-atla]

Taking a break from responding to asks to say i think Aang would take photos of the backyard hens he gets his eggs from and captions them like "thank you ladies!!!! The [recipe he needed eggs for] turned out wonderfully!"

#modern au #mundane au #atla #avatar the last airbender

[vwritesaus]

      Anna suddenly rushes back to them, hair slightly dishevelled and blue eyes round as dinner plates.       ‘You guys—’ she blows out a short breath ‘—you will not believe who I’ve just seen walk in.’       ‘Who?’ Thomas asks dutifully. ‘Oh, do say it’s finally Lucie and Cordelia.’       In lieu of a worded reply, Anna gestures with her whole arm towards the entrance of the bar.       They all scan the space, but James can’t see shit. It really was a mistake to dim these lights. They’re bloody good for nothing.       Matthew gasps sharply then, his empty glass falling out of his hands and clattering noisily on the table top. It’s just as well it doesn’t shatter on impact.       ‘Oh, no.’ His eyes widen a touch and he shakes his head slowly. ‘Oh, you’ve got to be joking.’       James turns back to the crowd, continuing his search with renewed vigour. He wants to know who the hell has shown up if they’re making Matthew react like this.       Thomas and Christopher make matching sounds of astonishment a second later, Thomas going so far as to mutter, ‘Bloody Christ,’ under his breath.       Huffing, James looks at every face, every head, every pair of eyes in the bar. It takes him a moment to see, but when he finally locates the person in question, his mouth falls open.       He retracts his earlier thought. Lucie will be screaming blue murder later when she learns she’s missed out on this.

Snippet #1 

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so between the previous snippet and this one, i read/screamed/cried over chain of thorns, and yo--i'm not okay!!!!

and i was right. i've already got so many ideas brewing on how to fit many, many of the scenes from cot into this fic >:) especially everything thomastair related--THE WAY I AM SCREAMING

this is the last snippet for now!! i was gonna do three but got distracted by chain of thorns and forgot to do it lol full chapter coming out this weekend !!

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tag list: @astriefer @drunkonimagination @ferrari-go-vroom-vroom @melanielocke @alastaircarstairsdefenselawyer @livingformyself let me know if you’d like to be added to or removed!!

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p.s. please keep the tags/reblogs/replies free of chain of thorns spoilers for the foreseeable future!! thank you <3

#the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc #the last hours #tlh #anna lightwood #thomas lightwood #james herondale #matthew fairchild #christopher lightwood #lucie herondale #cordelia carstairs #the last hours fanfiction #tlh fanfiction #the last hours fanfic #tlh fanfic #fanfiction preview #fanfiction #fanfic #modern au #mundane au #reincarnation au #timeless #i wonder who's walked into the bar #any guesses? xD

[mariaashby64]

Happy new year! And I'm starting off with some old art.

Colour of my mundane au for Mirror Rift.

I've made a resolution this year to draw more of my ocs, because they deserve it. So I hope you all enjoy it.

#oc #original character #MirrorRift #arlo #phara #healer #art #drawing #ink #colour #digital #mundane au #modern au #thanks for reading all the tags #enjoy your day

[thenixkat]

Mundane AU!Laios thoughts

Note:

Probably contains spoilers

Mundane au= no magic and no fantasy 'races' (like... little people are a thing, they exist in reality, some people just have dwarfism. The elves are just skinny racist and xenophobic Europeans like? And there's already parralells made with the demi humans so if I do anything the orcs are Afro Native and Kobolds are somewhere African or Arab. And for the ogres... gigantism is a thing that exists in real like and totally a teen girl would just wear some horns.)

Thoughts:

The Toudens are European-born. From somewhere cold as hell, really isolated and conservative, that's close to some mountains, that's racist towards the local indigenous people.

(The sibs, but especially Laios got chewed out about some shit and has been trying to be better, slips up every now and then but takes criticism well so long as folks tell him what he did/said wrong).

Local weird kids put off vibes that the rest of the village didn't like, Laios and Falin grew up bullied and ostracized. Falin got sent off to schooling in the big city and later to a university in Italy where she met Marcille.

Laios dropped out of high school and joined the military as soon as he was able to b/c he wanted to get the hell out of dodge. Served for a few shitty years b4 just... deserting and backpacking across Europe just straight up homeless and working whatever odd jobs he could find. Man was going through it. Wound up in the same city where Falin was studying at a university in and decided to visit her. She took one look at him and refused to let him just go back to what he was doing, so Laios started couch surfing with her (very much against dorm rules but he looked terrible and Falin wasn't about to let anyone stop her from making sure her brother has a roof over his head and food).

Eventually, she takes him with her when she does a work-study in the USA for her ecology degree and they ended up staying/Falin kinda maybe sorta dropped out and got a job with a vet near where she was doing her work-study.

Laios and Falin are technically illegal immigrants but they're white so no one really questions their citizenship (their working on getting citizenship/papers)

Laios gets a GED. Does some self-study from Falin's textbooks and online stuff but that's about it for his schooling.

Laios definitely, like, lives in Falin's basement. Falin is the primary breadwinner in this household, Laios is aware of this and has learned to accept it even tho he would like to take care of his baby sister and sometimes feels bad about not being able to. They used to share a room in a cheap apartment but after building up enough savings they managed to buy a suspiciously cheap house in a rural town bordering a reservation and not far from a national park.

Laios still works odd jobs, mostly physical labor and stuff where they won't ask for a degree. Has worked retail, where his customer service was trash but he's darn good at just stocking and shelving shit.

Met Chilchuck while working retail, Chilchuck introduced him to the concept of a union which Laios thinks is really neat.

The town where the Touden's moved has a sizable population of people with dwarfism, Chilchuck is a notable member of the little person community in the area. The Touden's go to Chilchuck for help with paperwork (they pay him a small fee) and he doesn't ask too many questions about why they don't have this or that piece of documentation.

Laios enjoys doing citizen science and bird watching. During the tourist season, he runs a small wilderness guide giving campers and hikers tours in the local national park.

There's a hermit that lives in the national park illegally (Senshi) that Laios and Falin made friends with. They love his cooking.

Laios is active in the online furry community. He does commissions, mostly of digital and physical art or people's fursonas and vore stuff. He does great ferals, and decent anthros, but his human art is not good (he's working on it).

Laios is decidedly chubby in this, his weight goes up and down depending on the season and how much physical activity he's doing. But ever since he reunited with Falin, she's been making sure he doesn't skip meals if they can afford to eat. And ever since he met Senshi he's gotten heftier since he loves that man's cooking.

#nix meows #dungeon meshi #laios touden #mundane au #just a few thoughts

[miliamin1]

midway point for the fic, a switch to Wednesday's very emotionally stunted POV https://archiveofourown.org/works/52203388/chapters/137407921 but Enid's perspective can be summarized by this (stupid hack down so now I can link this song again, yay!):

#do me a favor and remember that girls cant be friends please and thank you #og post #wenclair fanfic #my writing #fanfic update #Youtube #Stubborn single minded and obsessive #mundane au #wenclair