Happy (late) Valentine's Day to @wolviecat, who asked for sci-fi Lams - Pacific Rim AU, anyone?
@hamevents2024
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“Ranger Nakayama,” says Marshal Piandao. “I’m glad to see you made it here in one piece. Welcome to Hong Kong.”
“Um, thank you, sir,” Zuko says. “It’s an honour to be here.”
Piandao’s eyes crinkle in what Zuko recognizes as a smile. “I’d like you to meet Ranger Aang Gyatso,” he says, and inclines his head in the direction of the man standing next to him. “Your co-pilot.”
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With the Jaeger Program nearing the end of its life, the Pan Pacific Defense Corps brings in Zuko Nakayama, ex-Jaeger pilot, as a last-ditch effort. His role is simple: to act as co-pilot for the newly restored Avatar Fury, and hopefully bring an end to the Kaiju War, once and for all.
For day 1 of @zukkaweek 2023: Modern AU.
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((excerpt taken from Plain White Beach Houses // part 3 of "Impossible Things and the Tin Can" by gibbouslunation ))
more pacrim steddie for tumblr, cause this series that i threw ideas with at myk (the author) has severely killed me
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I was already having a pretty normal one yesterday and @hijacksecrets fantastic art and concept and @grahminradarin’s comment on this post made me even normaler. Y’all are so smart
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Little doodle of tae for mine and @rainechiime ‘s pacrim au :]
[image description: a digital drawing of Kim Taehyung dressed in athletic wear holding a quarter staff. The background is aqua. End ID.]
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putting the 141, who is already military, into sub-military aus is so special to me
Top Gun au so I can put them in planes. dope ass painted flight helmets with their callsigns across the back. Laswell and her wife own a bar that the boys like to frequent and cause trouble in. also an excuse to stick them on the California coast
Halo au because SPARTAN ARMOR?? alien warfare?? mostly the armor HELP I just wanna give Gaz a giant energy sword please
PacRim au to put them in giant robots. and so I can fuck w drift compatibility. bomber jackets with their names and jaeger insignias stitched on the sleeves and backs. bullying recruits who just wanna punch aliens. I know this one’s already been written (AMAZING fic do check it out) but still it’s everything
Avatar au because… what’s not to love? giant blue aliens with guns and pterodactyls and floating mountains?? yeah dude I am ALL in (I’m also kinda writing this if you wanna see sooo)
SCP au simply because that would be so fucking funny. “goddamn it people are going missing at IKEA again let’s fuckin move out I guess” “IF THAT FUCKING PEANUT BREACHES CONTAINMENT ONE MORE FUCKING TIME—“ “huh this house sure is weird I hope none of us get turned into code and lag out of existence” LIKE CAN YOU IMAGINE
Monsterverse because I think seeing Ghost’s reaction to Godzilla crawling out of a mountain and turning pink would just… cure me. Price has sympathy for the monsters but also just wants to protect all the humans in their path. Soap LOVES all of them (Mothra is his personal favorite) and punched a higher-up who suggested bombing a recently discovered nest one time. Gaz is mostly just in awe of them all, but they also give him anxiety because just one of them could flatten an entire house with one step. they be vibin
Jurassic World because my dinosaur fixation started when I was four and never went away. I’ll fight all of you. raptor trainer Ghost?? paleoveterinarian Soap who’s friends with all the dinos?? head of security Price and head park management Gaz?? please (I’m also writing this one)
like yes. they still do the military thing. but slightly to the left. I could do it all day
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//Matchmade//
Benson+Randy - Stockroom Syndrome
Mature
Tags: Alternate Universe - Pacific Rim, Pre-Slash, Sparring
Benson Boudreaux is a veteran Jaeger pilot with a 100% kill rate in the Jaeger 'Savage Horizon'. The problem is he never keeps a Drift partner for long.
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After 89 years, she returned from the dead with the 8th chapter of I Want The World To End, where Harrowhark is finally forcefed some answers about her hallucinations (and also the many other things that are wrong with her)... even if they aren't perfect. I hope you all had a great New Year's and that the new one has been kind to you.
I am now back in school and aching for at least one juicy A, so we can probably expect to go back to the schedule of one chapter a month. I do also have a side WIP, but we'll see how that goes...
In the meantime, feel free to read my TLT exchange for Sarsparilla, the shrike remembers the dance , or the absolutely wonderful gift I received from senseoftheday, what's the point of robbery (when nothing is worth taking).
Excerpt:
“Do you believe in ghosts, Miss Nonagesimus? I do.”
Her breath hitched, but she did not respond beyond a shake of her head.
“I saw one myself, once. The night of my tenth birthday, I saw a younger woman standing by my bed with a light that came from no source I could see. When I described her to my mother, she said that it matched the depiction of a grandmother I had never met.” Teacher smiled again, but the same light did not quite reach his eyes. “I know that your kind tend to hold more to the science side of life, and I have no quarrel with it. But I truly believe in remnants- revenants of anger, or loss, or revenge.”
Harrow did not speak again, fighting against the sensations that clawed for purchase within her. She lowered her gaze to where her fingers curved around the waist of the mug. Hygge og kos, unintelligible words, pressed against the inside of her thumb. “You are a strange priest.”
Teacher laughed again and reached for a biscuit.
Harrowhark took a deep breath before muttering, “If ghosts are real then why did I never see my parents after they died?” She did not look away from the safe embrace of the og. Nona didn’t stop playing, but she heard the breath of Palamedes catch in his false throat. And why did I see Gideon?
“I do not know the answer to that, Miss Nonagesimus. There are more things in Heaven and Earth than are dreamt of in my philosophy.”
“Was that Hamlet?”
“That, my dear, was the best ghost story ever written.”
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