#regardless of how i feel about crossovers in general

[etheries1015]

I'm not sure if requests are open or not but can I have more content on Twisted Wonderland x Obey Me. No preferences really, it can be anything like the demon boys reactions or even the reactions of our Twisted Wonderland acquaintances.

Maybe the reader could successfully summon one of the boys?

If requests are not open please ignore this.

Requests are always open, because I kinda pick and choose what I like to write and what I don't...so no worries! Thank you for submitting this request! I had a lot of people ask me to write another part about twst x obey me so...

click here for: Pt 1

Twisted wonderland X Obey me crossover where MC goes to twisted wonderland from obey me but has their full range of magical powers.

Only problem is, you finally figured out how to use it to summon the brothers, but now you had a whole other issue upon your hands.

TW: None

General warnings: Gender neutral reader, probably a lot of OOC moments, but I tried!

The day you managed to get in contact with Lucifer was well deserved. You had read and practiced all sorts of magic in your free time, Endless sleepless nights studying, and practicing. And it all has to do with...that mirror. You had managed to contact Micky through the mirror who lived in another world, so why not try contacting the brothers the same way? With a few sigils and a couple other magic tools given to you over time at NRC, you chanted your summoning ritual and the mirror glowed brightly. Next thing you knew, Lucifer was standing in the mirror in front of you.

"Lucif-"

"(Y/NNNNN)!!!" A bunch of voices cried out. Your magic worked a little...too well, because the next thing you knew you were being tackled by a hug. Err...many hugs. They had actually stepped out of the mirror, Asmodeus chocking you in a hug and twirling you around with tears streaming down his face.

"Asmo- Asmo stop! You guys can't-" you tried to warn them to go back through the mirror, however it was too late. The mirror returned to its normal state, and you now stood in your dorm room with 7 demons all in tow. Stuck there.

This can't possibly be good.

But luckily, with you somehow managing to break the laws of magic in Twisted Wonderland, all of the brothers were able to use their full range of magic. Including you.

Their reactions:

Lucifer

"Let me talk to the manager." After he finally sees that you are safe and sound feeling a wave of relief, he is immediately on the mission. He wants to speak to Crowley, which you tried to explain was...difficult. But this is Lucifer we are talking about, anything is possible with him around.

The moment he sees Crowley, he internally groans. The things you had said about him were indeed true, he was avoidant of your issues and was trying his best to downplay the problem at hand.

"How were they able to summon such magical beings...According to the dark mirror, (y/n) should be absolutely powerless, an average human with no merits." Crowley had said.

Lucifer was startled at this accusation, so what you had said about them not taking you seriously due to your lack of magical aptitude in this world...was correct as well. This made his blood boil, however he didn't feel the need to defend you. He knew you would have shown your worth regardless of this hiccup, he had full faith in your abilities in personality, despite what they believed to be "useless" or not.

Easily threatens Crowley. He demands you be given a proper living space with accommodations without treating you as some sort of slave to his issues, despite being under the impression that you had no way of using magic to assist you in your endeavors. You had dealt with him and his brothers enough, why must you be burdened with NRC students issues?

Crowley almost shit his pants bro. When lucifer went into his demon form, Crowley shrunk down in his shoes. The other teachers were the same honestly, they were also present during this meeting. They couldn't bring themselves to fight against the large wingged and horned man that emmited such power before them.

"You dare allow my little sheep to live with such horrible conditions and treated them with such avoidance... I suggest figure out a way to make up for what you have done. I also highly suggest you find a way for all of us to return, it is indeed your fault or whatever "magic mirror" that called upon (Y/N) that had made this mistake. I presume you will work with us to fix this issue?"

"Of course!" Crowley exasperated with a laugh of nervousness, "I promise! However, it is no small expense to-" No. Lucifer was not playing around. He was easily able to keep any big emotions in check, however when it comes to you...

"you WILL assist us. Or you can say goodbye to this school you call 'Night Raven College'- " A ball of light of immense magic began to swirl around his hand and his eyes glowed with deadly intent.

He left the building with a smile of success, leaving behind the teachers almost shitting themselves.

after settling business with Crowley, he ran to you. He had to make up for the lost time of course! You wouldn't be able to leave his grasp for a long while afterwards.

When you tried to ask what he spoke to Crowley about, he simply smiled and told you not to worry, he had it all handled. For now, he wanted to hold you in his arms, it's been a while since he had seen you after all, he needed to recharge.

Mammon

"Mannn, is there anything to do in this run down place?" He put up his feet on the table of the ramshackle dorm lounge, you were caught in his grasp. He had been holding onto you ever since he went through the mirror.

"Please don't cause me trouble here, too." You groaned, bags underneath your eyes, "This situation is bad as is, it's probably best you-"

There was a knock on the door. You sighed and got up, opening the door before revealing Azul. Your eyes widened, you totally forgot you offered to help at the Monstro lounge today!

"Hah? Who's this?" Mammon stood behind you looking down at Azul, who was equally as shocked to see him. But he quickly got over it, shaking his head before returning his gaze towards you.

"I believe we had a deal (y/n)..." Azul said with a glint in his glasses, "You had promised to help out today. Our prefect wouldn't flake out on their duties, would they?" Azul went to grab your hand to drag you out, however Mammon quickly grasped his wrists roughly with eyes slitted in annoyance.

"Who are ya and what do ya think you're doing putting your hands on what's mine?" He growled. You rolled your eyes and slapped your face. Here he goes. You can already tell where this is going.

"yours?" Azul shook his head in shock, "Huh? And you don't look like a student here," Azul pointed out, pulling his hand back from mammon, "Anyhow. Are you saying you will take the Prefects place instead? What would you have to offer me? Prefect is rather popular here despite their lack of magical abilities, and having them would really boost our sales for the week-"

"lack of magical abilities? what are ya on about? My (y/n) is super powerful!" Azul stared blankly before looking at you with doubt in his eyes. You turned your gaze away and sighed in defeat, you knew there was no way he would believe what Mammon had said.

"Well. Magic or no magic, I need somebody to take the job (y/n) had promised. I have a business to run, after all-"

"Oh so you're a business man, huh? Well look no further! I'm the Great Mammon, I have a lot of experience in these things. I'm a total cash grab, a model-"

Mammon went on about his accomplishments and proudly declared he was willing to make a deal with Azul, something you tried to talk him out of, but it was too late. He was already signing the scroll.

"Mammon!" You growled, "You are not listening to a single thing i'm- you know what, whatever. You do what you wanna do. Good luck."

Que Mammon being dragged off to do his manual labor...he will learn the hard way like he always does. Oh well. Leave it to Mammon to run off as soon as he arrived to try and make a deal with the worst person possible!

Leviathan

Hugging you so tightly. He missed you so much! But boredom soon took over. He had no idea what to do, you have no video games, not even a T.V In the lounge! How could you have possibly lived this way?!

"Here, I can call up Idia. He's probably the best person who-"

"You found a gaming replacement?!" Levi whined, "I thought you were my player two! But now you're staying up all night playing games and watching anime with someone else..."

You lightly punched the top of his head. "I didn't, you idiot!" You laughed, "We play games, sure, but you'll always be my player 1. I just don't want you to get bored while you're here."

You called Idia and he was so so so so so reluctant to do it. But it's you, of course. How could he say no? Ortho also did some convincing, saying it's good to find another recluse like Idia. But the trade off was you had to be there too.

Dude. They played games for HOURS in the Ignyhide dorm lounge, and you probably forgot something pretty important...

Idia was a gamer unmatched. Not even Levi could beat him at a lot of these pvp games, and began to become unnerved.

"Bro lol you're such a noob, hey (y/n) I thought you said this guy was good at games, why'd you send this guy? He's practically a normie-"

No way he just said that. THAT was Levis breaking point.

He summoned Lotan

He flooded the entire lounge

You had forced him to submit, and Idia was just staring....wide eyed...what the hell just happened...?

"You can use magic this entire time?!" Idia called out in shock after witnessing you submitting Lotan and Leviathan to your call. Levi did make note of this, however was far too upset and preoccupied by cleaning up his mess before he could mention anything about it.

He was banned very quickly, but now thanks to the giant sea monster, he really piqued the Leech twins curiosity (who happened to be in the mirror chamber at the time, when Lotan escaped Ignyhide and also flooded the chamber of mirrors.) Jade asked Levi to study Lotan and Floyd started admiring Levis Demon form. He's never seen such a cool tail from any creature before!

Levi was on house arrest. You wouldn't permit him to leave ramshackle, but he surprisingly made good and quick friends with the brothers. They were all quickly learning how to sew little outfits, which jade really enjoyed. Floyd was occupied by asking Levi all sorts of questions about Lotan and begging to touch Levis tail, before falling asleep out of boredom on the couch.

They managed to stay entertained with each others company somehow, but it worked out.

Satan

You knew he would be best occupied in the Library, where there was an entire pile of books he had never seen before. He was in heaven. How you managed to get him into the building without him being an authorized student? Crowley gave them temporary access, thanks to Lucifers (threats) negotiations.

He began going through each shelf and picking a bunch of books that looked interesting. He was mainly interested in the magic of this world

He emptied an entire book shelf and huddled into a corner surrounded by a mess of books.

Riddle came in to witness this, and was NOT happy.

"What do you think you are doing?" He confronted Satan. Satan glanced up and was at first upset he was interrupted, however seeing riddle...

"Cat..." Satans mouth dropped open

"Cat? excuse me? What is that supposed to mean?" Riddle folded his arms, "No matter. You are supposed to check out these books before utilizing them, and you do not look like a student here. As house warden of Heartslabyul I demand you put these back, or it's off with your head!"

Satan TRIED to explain to him in a civilized way that he was a special guest of the prefect and was given access to as many books as he desired, but Riddle did not believe him. and demanded some form of proof. Satan did not take well to this.

"I'm not going to take demands from a small cat such as yourself. I suggest you find someone else to bother," Satan returned to his book now ignoring Riddle.

"W-wha...EXCUSE ME?!" Riddle yelled, his face turned a bright red and pulled out his wand, "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!" Next thing Satan knew he had a heart shaped lock around his neck.

He REALLYYY did not like that. The green aura that surrounded him startled Riddle as Satan stood up towering over him, demon form and all.

"I swear I-" He bared his teeth and raised his hand, before someone yelling "SATAN, SIT!" Caused him to gasp in shock and fall to the ground with a heavy 'thud', something that surprised Riddle.

You ran over and sighed shaking your head. You apologized to Riddle and explained the situation, to which Riddle took off the collar he had given Satan.

"Don't worry, Riddle. I will make sure I check out every one of these books and return them accordingly, I will take them to ramshackle for now as to not cause another...scene and disturb the other students."

Riddle was mildly satisfied with this answer and allowed you to do so, not without mumbling about being called a small cat...but no matter.

"how were you able to do that, Prefect? You made him submit," Riddle pointed out, "Without any magical power," He began to say. Satan quickly interrupted with a tilt of his head and a "Huhh??"

"(y/n) Is one of the most powerful human sorcerers," He pointed out, "Solomon is teaching them himself. They have plenty of magical aptitude," He told Riddle, much to his dismay.

You sighed and ignored the topic and Riddles confusion, dragging the pile of books to check out and leaving the library as fast as possible.

Satan spent the rest of the time in ramshackle sitting in a dorm room he found himself, and read to his hearts content. Not without asking you many questions about this world and the contents of some of these books

Asmodeus

The first one to hug you and twirl you around, and had a very hard time letting go.

When he finally did let go, he was nitpicking about everything.

"Oh my dear just look at those bags underneath your eyes! And that uniform...you just look horrible,"

"Yeah. not the first I've heard that," You sighed. When Asmodeus asked you to elaborate, you explained to him about Vil, the super star of NRC, and the person who liked to remind you how to care for your appearance.

Asmo was upset at first, until he met Vil. Annnddd fell in love. Until Vil pointed out Asmos "strange" choice of outfit, being his school uniform from devildom.

Asmo scowled at this and gave Vil a run down of every flaw Vil had, in the end, Vil actually began to see he was similar to Rook in a way, very observant in a persons design and look. Although Asmo did not have much tact about it.

"(y/n), how did you manage to become friends with such a magical person? He's practically oozing with magical charm," Vil pointed out. Not without Asmos confusion.

"What do you mean?" Asmo asked, "We have a pact! They are rather powerful, one of the many things I absolute love about our (y/n)~" Before you could explain further to Vil what Asmo meant, Rook had walked into the room.

ROOK. FELL. IN. LOVE. WITH. ASMO. Bro was enamored, he was shocked, jaw dropping, and eyes widening. He made it almost his life's mission to discover EVERYTHING about Asmodeus.

"Monsieur! I beg of you, let me study you!" he cried out, "I've never seen someone as mangnifique as you!"

Bruh. Right in front of Vil? Vil was kind of offended to be honest, but Asmo... he was loving this. Finally, somebody here that could appreciate true beauty!

Rook started listing everything he loved about Asmo, and when he asked Asmo where he was from and Asmo mentioned he was a demon, Rook lost. His. Mind.

Asmo went into his demon form, ironically this is when Epel walked in.

"What in tarnation is THAT?!" He cried out in his thick southern accent. Asmo did not like that.

"What do you mean THAT?" He scoffed, going up to Epel.

"Who's this sparkly lookin' guy with the horns? ya don't look like a fae to me..." vil scolded him for using such words, but Epel couldn't help it! He was beyond surprised at this being standing before him in his dorms lounge!

Asmodeus was pretty close to using his charm upon Epel, probably to convince Epel that he was as amazing as Rook pointed him out to be, but you quickly got involved and forced Asmo to stop.

"It's not that big of a deal," You sighed, "We all know how amazing our Asmo is..."

Anyway a little bit of back and forth, and all of the sudden Vil Rook and Asmo were all sitting in a circle like a bunch of little girls at a sleepover talking about Musical theatre, Beauty, and everything else that involved Asmo talking about himself. you and Epel were quickly used as their own little dress up dolls, they managed to find a way to occupy the time by having competitions on which party could make you and Epel look the best with what techniques.

Beelzebub

Coming through that Mirror on an empty stomach was such a bad idea. But not to fear! You knew the perfect person to help!

Trey. you had to beg Trey to make as many desserts as he could and that Beel would be probably the best person to taste test all sorts of things he baked. Trey honestly took you up on this, and whipped up a bunch of things he had been itching to try.

"They are really good, but Lukes treats are the best," Beel said with his mouth full of tart. He began to pick apart what was good and what was bad about every dessert he tried, however that did not satiate his hunger. He was so excited to try every single new thing that this world had to offer.

You guys ended up going to Scarabia, where Kalim was more than happy to share his culture and their food. Jamil ended up cooking a meal fit for a king as asked by Kalim. Kalim and Beel got along so well it was kind of sweet to watch....but eventually the food was all out in a matter of minutes, and Jamil had to talk some sense into Kalim.

"He has a healthy appetite! It's amazing, isn't it Jamil? Haha!"

Jamil was not very amused. It was obvious he was exhausted, so you all parted and said your goodbyes.

Ace Deuce Grim and you ended up going into town and stopping at the most popular restaurants.

"this guy is real beefed up, how did you manage to get so much muscle with an appetite like that?" Ace pointed out. Deuce agreed enthusiastically.

They spent probably two hours asking about all sorts of sports in Devildom and exercises, until Jack walked in and walked over.

"Jack!" You smiled. He walked over and greeted everyone with a gentle "hello," Before introducing him to Beel.

"I wonder who would win in an athletic battle between you guys," Grim pointed out. Their bets were on Jack, but of course you knew better than that. You knew Beel would win by a landslide.

they headed to Savanawclaw, and even Leona ended up getting involved after seeing Beel standing next to you.

"Whos this guy?" He pointed at Beel. You guys introduced each other, and Jack explained that they were about to have an athletic competition. They were going to do runs, hurdles, push ups, pull ups...honestly everything.

"What about a Spell drive competition?" Jack suggested. Leona pointed out that it would not be evenly matched, as you were magicless and Beel wasn't even from here.

"Huh? (Y/N) isn't magicless," Beel defended you, "They are actually really powerful. I mean, enough to have pacts with all of my brothers, even Lucifer" He smiled at you and patted your head. Leona began to laugh at you two, not truly understanding what Beel meant by that. Beels friendly demeanor faltered and he frowned.

He was confident in your abilities, so Leona finally agreed to a spell drive contest. They explained the rules, and began. Leona started out so confident, but was quickly humbled the second Beel turned into his demon form and went all out.

You two walked out victorious, leaving an absolutely shell shocked Leona and Jack behind. You and Beel had perfect teamwork, and won by a landslide. You were even able to showcase some of your magical abilities, something else that was unprecedented by the two NRC students.

"Thank you for sticking up for me," You smiled at Beel, "It's been a while since somebody did that to me.. Even though I had to make you sit because you were using too much of your power. You were gonna destroy the disk!." Beel gave you a warm wide smile before picking you up and holding you into a up into a tight hug.

"I missed you, (y/n). And Nobody should talk bad about you like that!

Belphie

Joined you, Ace, Deuce, Grim, and Beel on your outing to eat. Although when you guys ended up splitting ways at the point when you guys left with Jack. Belphie quickly departed to find a good place to sleep at ramshackle. He found a perfect tree for this!

He ran into Malleus. Tall guy, big horns...

'Who're you?" Belphie asked, looking down at the tall Fae from the tree he found to sleep in. Malleus looked up in shock, his green eyes staring at Belphie.

"Are you a new student here?" Malleus inquired, "I wasn't aware that child of man was taking in new students at Ramshackle," He pointed out, folding his arms. Belphie had an unnerved feeling about this guy.

"What do you mean 'child of man'?" Belphie yawned, "Are you talking about (y/n)?"

"Yes, I am," Malleus said, "And you might be?"

"Belphegor, Avatar of Sloth. Why'd you call (y/n) that?" he frowned.

"Well (y/n) is a human," Malleus pointed out, "I suppose I grew up in a more traditional Fae household, so many of the humans we tend to call "child of man"..." Belphie had no clue what this guy was going on about, but decided it wasn't worth his time. He started to doze off again until Malleus pestered him with another question.

"I came here looking for (y/n), He called up to Belphie, "Might you know where they are?" Belphie began to become slightly irritated at this point. He jumped down from the tree and looked at Malleus in annoyance.

"Why do you wanna know where they are? they'll be back soon," he pointed out.

A little bit of back and forth and passive aggressiveness not gonna lie...it escalated to the point where Belphie became so agitated at this guy and his "fancy" way of talking and the fact malleus kept calling you "child of man" or whatever, he turned into his demon form.

"Oh? A duel?" Malleus chuckled, levitating slightly with his arm lifting up and magic swirling around his hand, "Shall I take it you-"

"Belphie, sit!" Belphie gasped and was suddenly dropped down to the ground, you and Beel walking up to them.

"Oh, hey Malleus. I'm sorry if he was bothering you...what was-"

"ugh. This is so annoying," Belphie growled, "this guy here was calling you weird nicknames, and said you were a magicless human," He pointed out. Malleus looked at you with slight surprise at witnessing you drop Belphie to his knees.

"you...can use magic?" He asked, "How come I was not aware of this?"

"Of course they can use magic, idiot!" Belphie hissed, standing back up and protectively moving to hug you from behind. His head lay upon the crook of your neck, glancing up at Malleus with a light smirk upon his features. He was trying to test him.

With his lips forming into a thin line of frustration, Malleus took a step forward, not without Belphie using his tail protectively in front of you as if warning him to stay back.

"I don't like this guy," He pouted to you. Your tired eyes rolled to the back of your head, giving another apology to Malleus.

~

The commotion soon got the attention of the other demons, who then gathered in the courtyard and demanding to know why everyone around them was trying to say you were magicless. After a little explaining, each of the brothers were less than forgiving. This entire time you were powerless, and the students had treated you differently for it? Malleus was kind enough to recount a lot of the things the headmaster had put on your shoulders, while you were trying your best to downplay it. A bunch of the other students had ended up gathering around ramshackle as well, witnessing Each and every one of the brothers now in their demon forms, the immense amount of magic traces had caused quite a stir among the students. Even the housewardens had shown up, hearing down the grapevine of the events that were unfolding. If you hadn't done something and done something fast, things could easily go south. So, you did what you thought was all you could do.

"SIT!" You yelled as loud as possible, each of the brothers dropping to the ground with a yelp. The magic power that was gathering around was now coming from...you. Murmurs were heard between the students, eyes of shock filling their eyes and unbelievable amount of students actually had pulled out their wands, obviously feeling threatened by your sudden showcase of strange magic they had never seen before.

"I'm afraid, my dear students, this has gone too far!" A voice cried out in the middle of the chaos. Crowley had walked between his students until he made it to you, staring down upon your figure with a look of annoyance and sigh.

Crowley declared there was a way for you to return home, and summoned the mirror in which you used to get them back in the first place. Lucifer couldn't help but scoff and sneer at the headmaster.

"Now, please explain, why have you suddenly found a way for us to return when you haven't been able to sort a way out in the year our (y/n) has been in this dreadful place?" He roared in anger. Crowley shrunk down and tried to laugh it off, playing it to be nothing short of a coincidence.

"Enough..." you sighed, annoyed, "Let's just get this over with and go back home."

"Indeed! what our prefect said! Although, you will be strongly missed, (y/n). You were incredibly helpful in dealing with- I mean- supporting our students! With you gone, I'm not sure what we will do! Oh Woe is me!"

Ignoring his obvious attempts to keep you there to handle his students, you said your final goodbyes to everyone you had made friendships with. However attached you may have gotten with these students, it was inevitable that you had to return to the Devildom, where you truly belong.

Thus ends your journey with Twisted Wonderland!

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I'm sorry that ending was a little bit rushed, I was having a hard time figuring out how exactly to go about it! But, despite this, I hope you all enjoyed this despite it's length. If you have any more suggestions or ideas for a crossover, please let me know! I'd love to hear your thoughts and opinions.

i'm also so bad at writing belphie lol he's my least favorite brother ngl so i'm not that good at embodying his personality. L.

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[emelinstriker]

Disclaimer/Content Warnings

To avoid major confusion regarding the contents of my blog, moreso in regards to the LMK Eternal Servants AU's background, I decided to add a bit of a warning so viewers can decide whether or not they feel comfortable with viewing more of the AU or not. And it's absolutely fine if people don't like it, but I don't want people misinterpreting the blog's contents and taking it all out of context while spreading misinformation again.

The contents of the AU can be read/viewed like a one-shot. You don't need to look much into the darker contents to enjoy the lighter ones, and vice versa.

However, the Eternal Servants AU, despite it's majorly fluffy interactions and role as comfort AU for those who need it, does indeed have darker aspects to its lore and storytelling. And I'm aware of how there's people that have a harder time tolerating these things, despite the context it's being used in. Such as the mention and/or description of:

gore & dismemberment

cannibalism

violence & torture

(mass) murder

branding

mind alteration (memory & personality)

cult behavior

death

More points might get added if I can think of more of what happens/happened in the lore.

The AU's lore is to be considered as Dead Dove: Do Not Eat. Viewer discretion is advised.

[Obligatory Disclaimer about Nezha from *specifically LMK]

This blog accepts specifically Lego Monkie Kid Nezha as an adult and an optional love interest for the reader/viewer within its contents. If you believe he's a kid, regardless of how he's canonically depicted as an adult in specifically the not-to-be-taken-serious parody show of LMK, that's fine and I respect that headcanon. However, don't even try to shove that headcanon onto me or my own content as I prefer to go by logic and basic respect, as well as my own preferences and headcanons. Getting into an argument over this is absolutely pointless.

*I keep saying "specifically LMK" because that's the only version of him that I would ever do content of, as that is the only version I've ever been interested in working with. I refuse to touch upon the topic of any other version of him. And I don't see the opinion regarding comparing this fictional version to the JTTW version, or another fictional version in general, as a valid point in an argument.

[Also about Bean!MK from ESAU]

The existence of Bean!ESAU!MK is a cute and fun crossover/collab AU and is not considered to be canon in my Eternal Servants AU nor in @theweepingegg's AU of The King and His Cub. Our two beans don't meet in our respective AUs, and my own Bean!MK is only depicted as a child in our crossover/collab art. ESAU!MK was not a child when he became a servant/champion. Look out for the "#bean!mk" tag on my posts to see which ones are about Bean!MK and which ones are just the regular adult ESAU!MK being depicted in a chibi art style.

Further disclaimers may be added if more things come up.

#eternal servants au #disclaimer #content warning #hopin this helps newcomers/bypassers of the AU more #esau info

[sassy-cissa]

20 questions for fic writers!

I wasn’t tagged *sad face* but decided to do this anyway. Even if no one reads, I’ll have a record.

Here are mine! (under the cut)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 111 works right now. (mostly fics and some poorly done art)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

768,637

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Harry Potter!! Mostly Drarry and a couple Snape/Hermione

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

We Found Love Right Where We Are (mpreg)

The One Where Draco Loses his Mind and Gains a Boyfriend

There's No Espresso in Azkaban

Into My Heart

Regardless of desire, life hands you who you are

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I really try to, but especially when it's a fest fic I feel like I keep saying the same things over and over. Sometimes I try to go back – but truly I suck at responding.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? There are two: First: All you left me (are the whispers in the wind)  and also Then the Tears Fall  Both are MCD…so yeah

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Except for those two I'm all about the happy ending. I guess the endings I like the best are Every Hour Has Led to This and The White Dragon

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Only once. I took some real shit on a fic I wrote over 10 years ago.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Personally, I think I'm an abysmal smut writer. And it's only if a fic if I feel it works. Outside of a few things, I generally don't add smut for the sake of the rating.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Nope

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

There's No Espresso in Azkaban into Korean - HERE and into German HERE

The Toad's Hollow School into

German: HERE and into Spanish: HERE

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes – a few times. I co-wrote with  @timothysboxers, and a little ficlet with @lettersbyelise and @maesterchilland. I've also done one with oldenuf2nb.  I'm always up for a collab.

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Drarry – hands down. Once I found the pairing there was no turning back.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

A couple. One I'm working on (sort of) and the other continues to lie dormant from 2012. If I do ever pick it up again, I'll have to really almost start over. I think my style has changed since then.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I do okay at dialogue and plot. But honestly I'm a much better continuity beta (for everyone but myself)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Being overly detailed. I must keep telling myself every minute of every day does not have to be accounted for. It's my nit-picky nature that often tires me out and why things go unfinished.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I don't do it much. Lord knows I have enough trouble with English. On one hand it frustrates me, since I don't know what it says and if they add the translation – it distracts me. On the other hand, it's generally not enough for me to hit the back button.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter. First and only!

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Really…I can't pick one. The two I mentioned above for their endings come to mind. Is it cocky to say if I posted it – I actually liked it? But the one I'm most proud of was my Big Bang fic - Every Hour has Led to This.

No tags, but feel free to do it if you're of a mind.

#tag game #writer asks #writer tag game #drarry #drarry fic #sassy_cissa

[shantismurf]

WiP Tag Game

Thanks to @lordoftherazzles for tagging me! I would normally be too ashamed to even attempt one of these because of how long I've left my poor lovelies to languish, but I have been infused with new vigor today, and I feel like it's a real shift entirely in how I think about writing in general. I'm focusing on the "slow dopamine" hit of producing a work from my heart that I am so proud to share, getting the same (or better!) kind of satisfaction I'd get from reading a really long, engrossing fic. It's really lit a fire in my heart for tackling my WIPs!

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Dear Your Majasty Mister Oakensheild

Marks and Sparks

Faegolain, Cuilgolain, Melgolain (Soul Bond, Life Bond, Love Bond)

What's Cooking

Anger Management

The Longing

Taking Root

Tangled crossover

Dwarrow choir

Quest for New Arnor (Round Robin)

I'm leaving off plot bunnies that haven't actually been developed, and an old old hpdm Practical Magic wip i want to someday get back to. Umm, oh goodness I have to tag ten people? Okay here goes! @tickles-ivory @mordellestories @hobbityalse @skywewe @chipsbarista @xxsircharlesxx @cloverboii @porphyriosao3 @chrononautintraining @the-pen-pot

#bagginshield #the hobbit #thorin x bilbo #fanfic #thilbo #the hobbit fanfiction #tolkien #tag game #wip

[mostlymaudlin]

Twenty Questions for Fic Writers 💫

thank you @decaflondonfog for the tag !! ill tag @sillyunicorn @starwarned @urban-sith @tea-brigade

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

98!! (woah) plus an unrevealed t&n fest fic, so 99. wow i need to do something rly crazy for 100 lol. what if i do a ridiculous crossover of all my fandoms and everyone in the fandom tags will hate me. 

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

544,914. (again. woagh)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

mostly all for the game and simon snow series, have dabbled in & posted even less for check please, captain america, and one direction! i feel like i’m missing something but regardless my fixations are hardcore, so all except like 4k of that posted wc is for either aftg or ss hahahha

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

all are andreil! boyfriend privileges (4k, T) / Trigger (62k, E) / flashes of intimacy (10k, t) / Would you still love me if I was a worm? (6k, T) / Inside Thoughts (1k,T)

man this is long, rest is going under the cut lol

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

not very often, but i wish i did. i am stricken with a combination of being really awkward when people are nice to me & being bad at interacting with anyone in ways i fear could be perceived as ingenuine. im not sure if that makes sense LMAO. and sometimes when i put a story out, i kind of feel like i’ve said my piece — i’ve put so much into it that i don’t really know what else to say!

anyway, i always reply to questions, because that’s got clear social boundaries hahaha, and i DO love talking abt my stories!! and sometimes i’ll reply to comments that really get me thinking. but yeah, i know i reply less than i could, and i want to like double down on the fact that i am endlessly grateful for everyone who has ever left a comment on my work <3

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i have killed simon snow twice lmfao. i’d actually classify icarus as rather hopeful — it’s about grief & healing. but legacies is just fucked up lmfao

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

oh man, i write a lot of happy endings haha. i feel like even when my story is tonally darker (rare), it still has a happy or at least hopeful ending. this is probably not the correct answer, but i think sing of the moon has a really vividly happy ending. like — the sun rises for the first time in the whole fic! amazing. or maybe my high school au, We Can Live Forever, which is just the happiest thing i’ve ever written. 

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not really, thankfully! people are smartasses sometimes but overall ive been lucky. there have been a couple of fics where ive winced before hitting post, but it usually ends up fine

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yessss. i guess i mostly write tender smut, bc i write tender things in general. i think my smut tends to be rather exploratory/playful as well? intentionally sloppy and awkward choreography hahaha

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

sort of LOL. once upon a time i was betaing @tea-brigade's medieval snowbaz au, Reliquary of an Arsonist, and there’s this part where three highway bandits mug simon and baz and then get blasted by simon’s chosen one magic. i am sick in the head so im in the google doc like “lol what if its kandreil.” and then i was like… what if it was kandreil….. and so i wrote Reliquary of a Bandit

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i don’t think so

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes!!! and i’m really thankful for everyone who has done so <3333 shoutout to russian aftg translators, yall go HARD

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

i recently collaborated with @thewholelemon on our episode of Star Trek: Redemption, Heart-Shaped Box. by which i mean: i wrote the outline & a few scenes, got really overwhelmed, and jenny turned it into something worth reading! 

i also wrote Good Boy in the snowbaz stoner verse with @starwarned, which was rly fun — we sat in the google doc for like, 5 hours trading back and forth on POVs as we wrote pure porn together LOL. it’s funny to think about this, because lauren knows like everything abt me now but we did not know each other as well back then!!! and we were just like “yeah lets write porn together” hahahahha 

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

right now it is deeefinitely andreil… they are everything to me for reasons i just cannot possibly be brief about LOL so ill just leave it at that

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i have a postcanon snowbaz time travel/time loop wip that i was going to try to write for COBB this year but i fucked up the deadlines then the brainrot was like “guess that means more andreil !”. i did SO MUCH research for it and i think it’s rather clever and smutty and fun bc they are yeeted back to watford era! but it’s also dealing with snowbaz, who are in their late 20s and are like in a relationship low point/actively fighting when they end up in the loop… so they are dealing with that tension at the same time as they are trying to get out of the loop. and also fucking around watford to fulfill fantasies HAHAHA

16. What are your writing strengths?

characterization is the thing i care most about! and i think that’s the draw of fanfic in particular to me — i love getting such a grasp on a character that i can translate them into endless situations while still making them feel true to self. i rarely let myself publish anything until i can read through the whole thing without any he would not fucking say that moments hahahha. this is of course pertaining to my own interpretations of the characters, which is the only thing i care abt lmfao

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i rely a lot on body language because im always writing abt reticent fuckers who cant use their words. but i think i sometimes overcompensate, or describe actions that don't actually fit the scene. i've seen this described as "cheek-biting" -- like, throwing in action during a conversation just to delay the pacing/further the tone, but when you really look at it, it's not necessary. (cheek-biting being like, "character bites at their cheek" in the middle of a tense conversation)

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i don’t really know any other languages! i think i’ve put a little bit of french in neil/kevin/baz POVs before, but my french knowledge is elementary at best. love the idea of it though.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

one direction babyyyyyyyy !! i wrote quite a bit of it in like 2012-2015 but published very little. there’s 1 on my ao3, some lost somewhere on fanfiction.net (i dont rmr my username lol), and tons in my folders from my old laptop lol.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

hmmmmm. im gonna cheat bc i cant pick a single favorite. i always say i think No Turning Back is some of my best writing from a craft standpoint, and it also includes my favorite type of conflict (andrew self-destructing lol). however, i reread both that fic & We Can Live Forever on a plane trip recently after not having touched either for 6+ months — and the solidness of We Can Live Forever actually surprised me, especially because i wrote the majority of that fic while i was stoned and also view it as just exceedingly silly. the world of it is just very rich, and also very very different from the typical character backstories, and i’m very proud of how much that reread played with my heartstrings.  

ok last one — there are several installments of my flashes of intimacy series that i come back to a lot, because i’m proud of what they each accomplish in 500 words. especially because i often turn to those when im trying to express my own emotions lol. specifically, my favorites are picking fights, i don’t mind, swimming lessons, and practicing gratitude.

that was such a bullshit and cocky way to answer this lmfaooooo. but tbh i am my own biggest fan and that is by design — i write stuff so that i can reread it months later and have it be perfectly catered to my tastes. i love all my fics <3

#my writing

[hunter-sylvester]

Do you think Eddie Munson and Hunter would be friends? I’ve seen some people say yes, and some say no. I feel like Hunter would lowkey hate Eddie at first, then (very) slowly warm up to him.

I mean, yeah. I think they would, and I agree that it would take Hunter a while to warm up to Eddie. That’s basically how I wrote the progression of their friendship in Does it get better?

In DIGB it's a situation that's created by a few unfortunate social mishaps. (Eddie asking about something Hunter feels embarrassed about & making a slightly mean joke that just hits Hunter like a truck because of factors Eddie doesn't know about.)

Aside: There might be a fair bit of referencing to DIGB in this. I wrote a 27k word crossover fic of Metal Lords and Stranger Things, so a lot of my thoughts about their possible dynamic have ended up in that.

I do think that regardless of circumstance, Hunter just needs a bit of time to warm up to people in general. We kind of see that with Emily in the film. It's also something I've discussed when I was asked if I thought Hunter would get along with Ema & Spoon from Harlan Coben's Shelter.

I said he might see Ema as a threat in that previous answer. And I do think Hunter is someone that just easily feels threatened. He never feels safe. He's just like me fr And I could definitely see Hunter initially perceiving Eddie as a threat too. He's loud, he's cool, he's older.

We know Eddie's a nice guy but he's somewhat intimidating by design. For the same reason Hunter wants to be but I think there's more truth behind it with Eddie. Partially because of the time-period his canon takes place in, Eddie has just lived a much harsher life than Hunter. At the very least harsh in a different way.

And I do think that comes across in his general energy. I mean we see it in the show too, like he's a scaredy cat but when pushed into a corner he will defend himself. I think with more success than Hunter. Where Eddie flees or fights, Hunter freezes. Think of the way Hunter just 'lets' Skip drag him around at Clay's party. Not trying to victim blame, I think it's a panic response. But he has the survival instincts of a spoiled housecat. Eddie is more of an alley cat in this analogy.

I think Hunter would also just find Eddie a bit overwhelming initially. But because of how little introspection he has, he would somehow make that an "Eddie sucks" thing. And he'd lash out and/or hedgehog* in response.

*hedgehog moments or 'hedgehogging' is basically when someone feels threatened so they metaphorically curl up and stick their spines out in a reflexive attack to keep themselves safe. (I don't know if it's a term anybody but me and my friends use but it makes sense in my head)

As for Eddie's side of things I feel like he might initially think Hunter is just a bit of a brat (in the spoiled kid way not the other way this time). I mean one of the reasons Eddie thought Steve would be a douche was his parents being rich. It makes sense that might contribute to the same perception being applied to Hunter.

It's also arguably more true for Hunter. He IS a financially spoiled little fucker. The only way his dad knows how to try to make him happy is to buy him things. Broken his leg on stage? New guitar.

He doesn't know how to "comfort" him any other way. (and it's a piss-poor way of "comforting" your child btw) Aside: I also think Alan might have felt guilty for dropping Hunter in rehab just cause he didn't know what to do with him. So then having him get hurt right after would've only exacerbated that hence the $3.3k guitar as a "sorry, promise I probably love you, son"

But I do think that once the two come to more of an understanding and actually get to know each other properly they could be a chaos factory and a half. (I have a few WIP fics on the backburner that delve into that actually.) I mean Eddie does like Mike, who is a bit of a dick so he might also not have too much of a problem with Hunter being a dick. In any case, I think most of the "needing time" would be from Hunter's side.

Aside: I think especially a bit of maturing will help Hunter go a long way. Being seventeen ain't easy. I just think Hunter will start to become a lot more comfortable within himself in his twenties.

But in any case, I do think Hunter & Eddie would like each other after overcoming those hurdles. Which I also ultimately think they would overcome.

And I'm actually very attached to the idea that Hunter & Eddie would develop a sort of pseudo mentor/older brother dynamic. Which I think Hunter would actually really benefit from. As extensively established, his parents suck. (so do Eddie's tbf)

So I think having someone there to kind of fill a role adjacent to guidance would really help him. And having that be another metalhead is kind of important. Since Hunter's special interest is obviously metal and it's the framework he uses to make sense of the world. It really needs to be someone that speaks his language.

Aside: I'm always working within the concept that Eddie and Hunter are roughly as far apart in age as they are in their respective canon. As in: Eddie is 19/20 in canon, Hunter is 17 in canon. So if Hunter is aged up to 20, then Eddie is in his mid twenties. I'm not talking about this in a "Eddie was alive in the 80's and is now 50-something" kind of way.

Also a D&D game ran by Eddie with Hunter as a player would be fucking wild. If he can keep the friendly fire to a minimum I think they might enjoy playing D&D together a lot. Then again, Eddie's campaign was referred to as "sadistic" by Dustin, so maybe he wouldn't even mind the friendly fire lmao

I feel like this one is a little disjointed, I'm kind of all over the place mentally but I hope you still got something out of it, Blue Anon ^-^🤘

And as always, thank you for asking 🖤

#see now i'm wondering if this is still the same anon or someone different cause it's all blue #keeping me on my toes here #metal lords #hunter sylvester #eddie munson #stranger things #crossover #character analysis #hunter sylvester & eddie munson #eddie munson & hunter sylvester #hunterwriteswords #my post #answered ask #anon ask #hunters asks

[lordkingsmith]

Sending hugs always!

002 for your favorite character please and thank you!

You might be interested to hear that I might be getting a picture with the original pink ranger at comic con.

Hugs always appreciated thank you so much 😊

Oh my gosh! You might meet Amy Jo Johnson? I’ve heard from everyone she’s ever met she’s a complete sweetheart. If you meet her you’ll have a great time. Regardless if you meet her or not I hope you have a great time at the con!

Ahh I have a lot of favorite characters, and they rotate but given you’re possibly gonna meet AJJ, I’ll do a power rangers one :)

Spike Skullovitch from Power Rangers Samurai

How do I feel about this character:

There’s not enough of him! He deserved way more! So if you don’t know this is the son of Eugene “Skull” Skullovitch. In the show he was…I wanna say as old as the rangers so mid to late teens. This retroactively makes his dad from MMPR a teen father. Kind of a doofus and I loved him for it. He just seemed like a really sweet character and it’s a shame we haven’t seen him since. I wanna know how he’s doing guys. Kid’s a pure cinnamon roll in love with the pink ranger. I adore this guy I have fics for this guy and an entire LIST I’m working on of his partners (well ok-I’m working on individual lists for them and he’s on a lot of them but you know, semantics) I ship him with and hypothetical kids. I’m doing this for a bunch of power ranger characters for funsies but yea, lol. Love him, wish we had more of him-did you know he was originally meant to be the gold ranger before they changed the plot of the season? We got robbed

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

Ok here we go lol

Lauren Shiba

Jayden Shiba

Mia Watanabe (ranger he’s canonically got a crush on and ngl it’s adorable)

Antonio (I have a test fic in the works about these two, given Antonio is the canon gold)

Kevin

Emily

Prince Olympius

Ziggy Grover

Scott Truman

And several others but list shouldn’t get too long lol

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

I…am gonna be honest. I multiship so everyone listed is simultaneously a platonic and non platonic ship for me for him. I gave up with the OTP stuff a long while ago. But my current favorite? It’s between Lauren and Mia

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character:

1) that he got with Mia canonically. 2) THAT HE WAS GOLD I AM SO MAD ABOUT THAT STILL HE’S WEARING GOLD AND YELLOW AS HIS COLORS HE SHOULDA BEEN GOLD

my OTP:

It’s currently between Mia, Olympius, and Ziggy

My crossover ship:

Technically…any season is it’s own universe so I could say Ziggy but. I’ll choose something not power rangers. Hilariously I used his actor in a descendants rp once, his Disney villain descendant counterpart got with Allie, Alice Liddel’s daughter.

Her. I still have a soft spot for the pairing ngl

A headcanon fact:

This is…an odd one but my friend @augment-techs and I came up with the idea he’s a putty hybrid. Rita Repulsa decided to do human experimentation and chose Skull to kidnap and do the experiments on. Through her meddling he…gives birth to a human-putty hybrid and names it Spike and that’s how his son is born! Very VERY not canon but it’s been fun playing with.

A more mundane “for every version of this character” fact is: he hates chewing gum and sweet things in general. Is not a sweet tooth. This is not going to happen. Prefers savory things over sweet things. Sugar makes him gag. He’ll eat it if someone gives him something sweet because he doesn’t want them to feel bad but..no he’s not a fan.

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Thank you so much for the ask and again I hope the con is fun!!

[fictionfixations]

DP x WC fics are underrated (imo)

I don't know about you, but I feel like we're severely lacking in Danny Phantom x White Collar stuff. I mean, I haven't seen either myself but I've read an abundance of fics to where I get the general idea. And I've already devoured all the DP x WC fics out there and they're cool, and we're missing out. Like. There is the existence of a Danny Brooks being one of Neal's aliases. Well it's more his name in WITSEC (in which I think the explanation was that they gave you new identities to protect you. because its.. well, witness protection) Which could so easily become his real name, or the potential that Neal was put for, well, adoption (it could've also just been foster care, dont ask why, but his mom died and while the fentons weren't immediately up for adopting, jazz was stubborn and adored him. or maybe he just ran away and jazz found him and convinced the fentons to take him in? there is a variety of backstories that could happen, and it could even just be that neal does not exist and its just a cover name, for whatever reason. whether hiding from the GiWs or not, who knows. and that logically Danny values freedom so he'd never let himself get caught, unless he did, and technically can travel with like the ring thing as, oOooO, ghoST KiNG. idfk. ) regardless. honestly this just started because i found this cool fic where neals a danny clone (in which i really kind of just want them, like the agents to notice the weird behavior, being super sus, fucking vlad, yknow, brr. but itd probably be shit for me to write it cause i am not a danny phantom watcher ahaha? i was sucked into the world of DP x DC against my will and then found i actually enjoyed it, which is the case for most new fandoms i discover...?) although i understand its kind of just.. weird to bring in this superpower thing into universes, but i mean i adore crossovers. ..unless its like a huge amount in which 'how the fuck am i meant to read that' so im just talking about like.. just two fandoms. not counting like the other fandom tags like.. cause theres multiple tags for the different book series for pjo. like.. PJO, HoO, TOA, despite the fact that they're in the same universe. That'd technically count as the same fandom, also considering theres usually a tag thats like 'PJO - all media types' anyway. um. yeah. have a fun day.

#thoughts #writing ideas #fanfiction #au #fanfic #ao3fic #danny phantom #danny phantom spoilers #kinda #danny phantom fanfiction #white collar #white collar au #white collar fanfic #iTS JUSt COol oKAy

[chainsawmascara]

Hhhhhhh

My period is significantly heavier than it should be at this particular point of its duration which is Concerning. Quite concerning. It is Not Right, i will contact a doctor Monday should that continue as it should not Last That Long anyway.

My pain level is SO HIGH i do not like this, i do not, it is So Much

I'm famished, no food is appetizing, all of it brings me a sense of dread from how unappetizing it is. I know i need food, i have no food I'd willingly eat, the Safe Foods i have are suddenly Not Cool today. This is likely because of my pain level. The crossover of knowing it will feel like swallowing broken glass is Not Assisting me at this time. I want to eat. I do not know what to do about this. January being the Month All of My Jobs are Incredibly Slow and/or Offer Zero Work resigns this to Do Not Order Food territory.

This may turn into a Rewatch the Film Adaptation of Interview with the Vampire on Repeat day. Watching it once is Comfort Film. Watching it twice is Maybe He's Fine. Watching it thrice is Something is Wrong. When it hits the fourth press play button, we have entered Someone Do Something This Looks Bad. Whether pain or bad brain day is a MYSTERY until asked. Could be both. Unsure. Today is rocky.

Brother is still trying to find me transportation to DC. This would probably be of benefit. Travel is generally good for my mental well being regardless of my physical condition. If it's public transportation, which it would be, that would. Not go well, I'd imagine. I'll do it, though I'm well aware it would Not Be A Good Idea in the long run. Fuck it, we ball.

That is all to say, ow. Unpleasant. Hunger. I want chinese food. Ow. Big ow. Flare up day. Please do not be a long flare up, ty.

#personal #long personal rambling #today is #not treating me particularly well #WE SHALL PERSERVERE #venting concluded

[amarantoestrella]

I never play tag games but here’s my attempt at the WIPS tag! Thank you @dyeher for taking interest in my cabinet of curiosities 🫶🏻

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have wips!

Disclaimer: I am insane and just write out random ideas in my drafts. So nothing is filed/named but I will give a general description without giving too much away.

Fratboy! Crossover AU 1-3

Part 1: Based off of this. I just truly and wholeholedy believe this man is able to cum obscene amounts of semen.

Part 2: Vrgin killer! Rindou Haitani is also in the same frat as three loads Gojo!

Part 3: Choso’s pledge story in which he has to lose his virginity during rush week in order to join the frat!

Farmer! Draken

My beloved. I just want to write him so madly in love with you that it drives him mad! He pines, he builds you a home, he keeps you there forever.. at all costs. Sigh. What a man.

Single father! Rindou meets single mother! Reader:

Rindou has a lot of one night stands, resulting in a baby on his doorstep and Ran tearing him another ass. He does his best to raise his daughter Ryoko… but growing up is tough to navigate and when reader notices her own daughter’s lunches are being “shared” with a classmate leaving her starving by the time she gets home from school.. well let’s say Rindou learns all about how mothers don’t take anything light when it comes to her children.

Sex with Inui on a mechanic creeper

That’s it that’s the tweet. I just want to be his little wife who takes him lunch and can’t resist riding him when he rolls out from under which ever one of Kokonoi’s expensive toys he’s working on.

Alpha! Gojo

I shouldn’t write this but I would burn cities to the ground if that meant his knot could get stuffed inside of me.

Organ broker! Shuji Hanma

Nothing just Hanma being Hanma.. until you and your pretty brown eyes come round and make him start feeling like he cares about ethics.

Up next: @xythlia @souyaszn 🫶🏻

#this is such a cute idea #my wips would wither away otherwise #sorry for replying all late! I was at work 🥹

[alto-tenure]

Fun thing as someone that came to Professor Layton vs Phoenix Wright years after the fact. Watching a playthrough after knowing the twist at the end I am just left thinking "Wow - Arthur Cantabella *really* blamed Eve". There's the presumably fairly intense social isolation what with how the Shades apparently didn't stop Jean so uh probably high/hypnotized to the gills. The fact is that Eve is fitting the practical work of Bezella in being the "source of "magic" as the person directing the shade

God do I hate Arthur Cantabella. I don't say that easily -- or at least, with most characters I start off hating I start coming around to a bit. But I watched the crossover through Let’s Play first and then played it myself after playing the entire PL series and even though it's been a year since then I still can't let it go. He sucks. So much.

(This is...probably gonna get a little long. Detailed character dive into my interpretations of Eve, but also some additional analysis of Arthur, Newton, and Espella. Content warning for discussions of suicide in terms of talking about canon events.)

Eve's the only one who really divides her role as the Great Witch (the person responsible for witchcraft) away from the role in general of Bezella (the culprit behind the Legendary Fire). And I really can't blame her for it! The thought of being responsible for the deaths of an entire village is...well...overwhelming for all of the characters involved. It drove Newton to suicide; it drove Arthur towards Project Labyrinthia; it caused Espella a multitude of mental health issues including being suicidal; and Eve coped with it by convincing herself she couldn't be responsible.

I don't really like the "Eve was actually the person who rang the bell" twist, more so for how it undermines Espella’s suicide attempt that comes directly afterwards. I've seen other people's frustrations, and I think it makes sense for Espella to be driven to suicide under the crushing weight of everything. After all, we know Espella has been in a delicate mental state since at least the end of Golden Court where she's ready to sacrifice herself. It makes sense that learning she's the reason Labyrinthia exists is what breaks her, even with the knowledge that magic isn't real and none of those people actually died -- it's still her fault, and she still believed those deaths to have been real, as well as them still impacting people! Like, regardless of who ACTUALLY rung the bell, it's not even the biggest contributing factor to Espella's issues. Labyrinthia was still constructed for her because of her trauma response. I think the twist that Eve ~actually~ rang the bell isn't really relevant, and only serves to make Espella's suicide attempt weaker narratively, as from some perspectives the twist is just there to shift everything away from Espella and onto Eve.

The fact that Eve didn't snap sooner is a miracle, honestly. Newton's death clearly mattered to her, regardless of her personal feelings about Arthur, and his presence was probably why she continued to stay for so long. We do know that the two of them had grown distant -- Newton says as much in his suicide note. And...well...Eve does have a great many reasons to hate him just as much as she hated Arthur. He is just as complicit in forcing Eve into her position as Arthur was. But in the end, she still cared -- or at least felt conflicted enough -- to stay as long as he was alive.

His death is an interesting turning point for her, but I think she saw an opportunity with the exposure of the Bell Tower -- it was an opportunity to make a clean break, to expose everything for what it really was, a reminder of the world that used to stand before Labyrinthia.

I think it's important to note that both Eve and Arthur's plans...are not the most well-thought out. Eve clearly didn't think anyone cared enough about Espella to intervene on her behalf, and hadn't counted on Layton and Luke's emotional attachment. Arthur on the other hand seemed to believe Labyrinthia would operate completely fine independently of him, especially since he probably intended for Eve to take the fall as the Great Witch and there goes the two topmost officers in Labyrinthia. Who's next in line, Barnham? I'd frankly like to see him try.

I do think Arthur always intended for Eve to take the fall; I don't know if he knew the truth the whole time or if he was just refusing to believe Espella could have done it until they revealed it was actually Eve who rung the bell (they SAY he knew the whole time, but I wouldn't exactly call him the most reliable narrator). He put her through a lot. So did Newton.

The game takes great lengths to say that Espella did nothing wrong, that she shoulders the blame for no reason.

Once again, I circle back around to the question of whether "which kid rung the bell" is a question worth asking in the first place. To me, regardless of which child rung the bell, the fault still lies with Newton and Arthur, for being the ones to unearth it in the first place. And as the adults in the situation, they should have handled the aftermath better.

#plvpw #plvpw spoilers #meta #answered ask #grundpfieler #cw suicide #this is. sort of a rambly mess and not the most coherently written essay. i hope it still makes sense altogether

[phantomoftheorpheum]

i think the reason mr martin collected all the objects was because he was studying the students death to see how to crossover. now i don’t know if he actually wants them to crossover or to be stuck with him in the school forever and that’s why he’s keeping their stuff from them. i agree with you on maddie maybe not coming back to life in her body because she literally said ‘my mom killed my spirit’ and janet knocked it out of her so how would she ever get it back? i just really want them to keep her actually dead and not have this all be for nothing.

Yeah, it sounds like we're on the same page about things. I just wonder how Mr. Martin seems to be exempt from a lot of the ghost rules? He was able to lock doors & keep journals without those things resetting? I suppose the things he collected that belonged to the other ghosts were things they had on them when they died (like the ball from Wally's game), so those items are exempt, but unless Mr. Martin was carrying a big stack of notebooks, those should reset? He clearly has some abilities that make him exempt from the rules, but I really wonder what the extent of that is. And I'm definitely very interested to learn what his ultimate goal is.

I've been trying to figure out how to explain why Maddie's "death" being a real death feels important to me... I want to say, firstly, that I'm not against happy endings in general. In fact, I feel really strongly that something is not inherently more profound just because it's sad, and it bothers me that we often treat it that way. My favorite endings are usually ones that are hopeful, but not completely tied up in a big happy bow. That being said, when done well, I love a good tragedy and I love a good happily-ever-after. I'm not a big fan of literary suffering purely for the sake of suffering. So it's not that I'm automatically against a happy ending. I just feel that it's really important to make sure that your ending, whatever your ending, feels genuinely earned. Obviously, that's subjective. For me, one thing that can make an ending feel cheapened is undermining the weight of death. Personally, I feel that the show actively asked me to emotionally engage in the concept of Maddie's death and carried that through pretty much every element in the show (the mystery, her relationships from her life, her relationships from her afterlife, etc.), so if she gets some kind of "get out of jail free" card, it makes so many of those tragic but beautiful moments (like when Maddie realizes that her mother living on false hope isn't good/fair) feel hollow. I worry, with Maddie's body being okay, that the show might choose to take the direction of this being an experience that makes Maddie & those around her really appreciate life, rather than an exploration of grief/loss/death. While that's not a bad story to tell, it's not the one I was invested in, and I personally don't feel that it is as fitting to the concept/tone of the show, or as complex or interesting. But, of course, that's my opinion & I'm sure there are people who completely disagree.

Regardless, I really hope we get to see a season 2 and see where these writers choose to take this story!

#ask #answered #anon #school spirits #school spirits spoilers #school spirits 1x08 spoilers #maddie nears #i hope y'all have your spoiler filters on because this one is full of them #also srry if i took this further in a direction than necessary #i've just been trying to figure out how to explain this

[verdantmeadows]

Random Cartoon Network anon what do you think about The Moxy Show ? I think it's nuts a majority of Cartoon Network's first show is lost media ⭐

OMG, this is a GREAT question.

First of all with media like this, I'm always like....HOW!! How the hell do you lose 24 EPISODES of a cartoon!!! Didn't you archive that stuff??? Regardless of its popularity, you'd think it'd be archived!!

Also, even though the animation in it is, well, not that great (like, Toy Story released around the time it did and looks LEAGUES better, but to be fair it's a feature length film), it's still super impressive to me because it's one of the first TV shows to use real time animation and that was super new and ahead of it's time for 1993.

It also had a BUNCH of huge names on it?? Like, Penn Jillette from PENN & TELLER??? Bobcat Goldthwait?? CHRIS ROCK?????

I know that a lot of people hate the style of it, but I think the style of Moxy is super cute/cool, I love his big ol' head and the way it's usually sideways.

But also (I know I've said also a lot, LOL), CN presumably is okay enough with acknowledging that it exists because...it has a crossover/reference in an episode of OK K.O.???? I think the episode is called Crossover Nexus, I'd have to check. It wasn't ever a celebrated show by CN, but they're not hiding it either, so...you'd imagine they might still have it somewhere??

It really pains my heart to think of how much lost media does exist, not just "out there" in some random place or in some random person's home, but directly AT the places that made it, produced it, aired it, published it, etc.! Just that they're NOT sharing it and keeping it! I feel like it's a moral duty and obligation to archive works.

The Moxy Show is just...definitely a very bizarre show, from what we know about it though. Its plotlines seem to be very odd as well as its mix of live action and CGI. It's also just odd comedically as well. But I suppose a lot of old cartoons can be like that.

CN in general has a really interesting history and how it has shaped "Western" cartoons and by proxy cartoons across the world really fascinates me, for better or for worse.

But yeah, I can't get over how you could lose an ENTIRE SHOW that's on CN. Like, I don't get how you could do it for any show in the first place! (I mean, I do get it and understand the reasons, but I always feel like it's a preventable tragedy.) But, like, a show on THE Cartoon Network?? It's crazy.

All in all, I think it's a fascinating case of lost media and I find its style really charming, even if most people don't and even if it's quite aged.

#asks #Anonymous #thank you SO much for this ask omg htis was so fun answering! #The Moxy Show

[bigg-city-riders-au]

Fatal Encounter

This is a crossover fic between my curse!au for tugs and the district!AU for Starlight Express. The reader can be bonded to any tug, or just a generic tug in general. You can find content on ny blog: @welcome-to-the-districts . Major TW for graphic violence, and death. This particular one shot is not for the faint of heart, as it is labelled mature for a reason. One-shot under the cut.

Summary: You have been sent out by Dusk to investigate the recent attacks on a ship, but something just isn’t adding up. Will you and the tug your bonded be able to figure it out? 

You, a Rider, have been sent out by none other than Dusk herself to scope out the area a good ways away from the port under the cover of darkness. Apparently, something has been attacking the ships. Dusk didn’t seem to concerned. However, the tug you are bonded to, who has insisted on being with you, wasn’t exactly sure about Dusk’s intentions. You have been trying to learn more about Dusk in general. So far, it isn’t exactly the best. She did the cast the curse and is responsible for so many deaths, yet she formed the Riders in an attempt to keep the curse in check. You’re not sure if she’s actually trying to make up for her mistake, or if she’s planning to use the Riders for her own ill will. It’s odd how she specifically chose you out of the other and more experienced Riders the moment the problem arose. However, oddly enough, the only attacks on the ships have been from the tugs themselves. Perhaps there’s a rogue tug on the lose? Regardless, you have to follow orders from the leader of the Riders.

The tug you are bonded to looks around and sniffs the air. They reach out to you through the bond. Their presence feeling like a warm comforting blanket around your mind.

I smell, see, nor feel nothing. Something isn’t right. I told you not to dig too deep. She’s not one to be trifled with and you know that. She’s dangerous and she knows it. She knows the power she holds and wields it like a weapon. Her name carries weight. One snap of her fingers and she could have Titan incinerate anyone within a split second if she wanted to. We have to be alert.. I have a bad feeling about this. They look down at you, baring a concerned expression on their face. You nod and make sure you check behind you and the tug you’re bonded to. Nothing.

You’re right. There have been no known reports yet.. unless, they went straight to Dusk instead of the media. Which wouldn’t surprise me. If a rogue tug is out and about then the Navy would have to go to the Riders. They know their weapons are pointless. Well, most of them. Missiles do damage.. but that’s besides the point. Yes, I might have dug a little too deep, but why would Dusk stab one of the Riders in the back? It’s her job to lead, to guide. I mean, sure, she’s done a lot of bad stuff, but she’s done a lot of good stuff too. If it weren’t for the curse being cast, you and I wouldn’t have been bonded. You look back at your tug. There’s a moment of silence, yet you can feel the tug’s unease.

That may be true, but she should’ve chosen someone more experienced than you and I to go out and do this. You barely even begun your training. She wouldn’t send you out here to investigate unless something is up. Something is wrong and I just know it. The tug replies. The tug goes silent as they look around. You sense an overwhelming wave of fear through the bond and you look out into the open ocean. The ocean is mostly still and quiet. The moonlight reflecting off it like a  massive moving mirror.

What is it? What do you sense? You ask as you draw your blade from it’s scabbard. The metal sparkles in the moonlight. 

There’s something beneath us. I felt a disturbance in the water. We are not alone. Be ready. The tug glances towards you as they pinpoint the general direction of where they last sensed it. There’s a few long agonizing minutes of silence and the tug you’re bonded to slowly relaxes.

False alarm. Must’ve been a large fish. The tug sighs in relief. It all happens. The coils of a gargantuan serpentine creature wraps around the tug and squeezes tightly. The coils are easily thicker than a redwood tree. There are purple stripes similar in appearance to lightning bolts running along the creatures spine, leading up to spined fins that are an absolutely stunning mix of blue, purple and black. Each fin has a series of white specks, as if they were stars in a stunning and colorful night sky. They glowed softly in the darkness. On the beast’s sides are large white glowing spots that run along it’s body. The purple underbelly of the beast seems to illuminate with a crackle of electricity. Electricity visible coursing up and down the beast’s long winding, and powerful body. You cannot see the head of the beast, giving you the horrifying realization that you’re only seeing a very small portion of the monster. Whatever this is massive. You and your tug don’t stand chance.

The tug you’re bonded to screeches in pain as the coils squeeze around them tightly. You had the right mind to wear rubber boots, or you would’ve been electrocuted as well, but that doesn’t spare you from the pain felt from the bond. You cry out as you feel the searing pain rip through your body as you shake uncontrollably. You feel as if your heart is about to burst from your chest from beating so rapidly and irregularly. You feel as if you can’t move, paralyzed by the feeling of the sheer agony your tug is feeling.

You feel the tug desperately reaching out to you. The coils become tighter and it’s almost impossible for the tug to breathe. You feel the burning sensation in your lungs, desperate for air, yet the immense pressure from the creature’s powerful coils are far too much for your tug to handle.

Run! Run! Go get help! Find a ship and get to safety. Demder Rocks are not too far away. Go find Lillie, anyone to help you! The tug cries out before they finally withdraw from the bond, freeing you from the immense pain you have been feeling for what felt like an eternity. You gasp for air and nearly collapse, reminding yourself you’d be electrocuted if you so as much as even let another part of your body touch the tug you’re bonded to. You look towards the water and a sinking realization hits you. The moment you hit the water, you will be electrocuted as well. You are trapped with this beast. 

You reach out to your tug, but just before you could make contact, you felt a sharp pain in your head and you’re forced back into your mind as the mental barriers are raised once more. Your gaze shifts to the coils as you holds your head. The crackling of electricity has stopped and the coils loosen slightly. You try to reach out again, only to be remain trapped within the confines of your mind. The bond has been broken. Realization turns to sorrow and rage as you realize what had just happened. Your tug was no match for the beast. Your tug was dead. You let out a scream of rage as the coils disappear beneath the surface. In a blind fit of rage you clench your blade in your fist, cast a spell that would create a bubble of air around your head and dive headfirst into the dark cold waters of the ocean. The spell allowed you to look around under the water. Your surroundings are pitch black. 

You see a bright light ahead of you and you have to shield your eyes to keep yourself from being blinded by the light. Your eyes grow wide with fear as you finally see the face of the monster. It’s head is similar to that of a great and wily serpent. It’s jaws agape, showing off rows of sharp teeth similar to that of an angler fish. The light you’re seeing is coming from a bulb attached the beast’s head. It’s deep blue eyes glow softly in the dark water as it examines you. It has six limbs in total and is a beast of gargantuan proportions. It easily dwarfs Hercules and Titan combined, far larger than any other sea serpent you’ve seen. It’s claws are a sapphire blue and the webbing between each finger is the same colors as the spined fins along it’s spine. It’s tail ends with numerous spines, no doubt a deadly weapon. It’s purple draconian ears pin back slightly at the sight of you before it almost smiles at you, clearly amused by your bravery. 

You realize your mistake far too late as the beast charges. It all happens so fast. A flash of sharp teeth and then darkness. 

…

Dusk watches from Demder Rocks as she smirks. She knew Abyss would pull through. Sending the one Rider and tug who were a little too close to finding out just who she was to investigate a reported series of attacks when there was never truly public reports made. She didn’t expect it to work, but at least she has rid the Riders and tugs alike of a would be traitor. She already knows what story she would tell them. Most likely strayed too far, as she knew they were both in experienced. She watches as Abyss’ massive coils wrap around his kill before dragging it deep beneath the waves where he can feed in peace. 

She shakes her head and looks off towards the distance, towards Sodor. The magic buffers are a gateway, allowing anyone from any dimension to enter. In this case, the universe where giant humanoid machines born with a taste for blood and far more animalistic urges than the tugs have been mingling here and it didn't take her long to figure out they could shapeshift into monstrous beasts. Abyss, was an electric engine, a prototype. She recalled meeting him and decided to strike up an alliance. He notifies her when he’s around and she will send out anyone that may be getting too close to finding out who she is and what she’s capable of out in the open ocean so he may be able to feast at his leisure. She’s merely holding up part of the deal, now it’s Abyss’ turn to hold up his, to get rid of the evidence, to feed. With that, she calls for Titan through the bond. She needs to get back to the headquarters before she’s missed. She can’t let anyone get wind of just how she truly is. At least.. not yet.

#my writing #this is tugs #tugs au #curse!au #not tagging it as the choo choo musical as it's mainly tugs #graphic violence tw #death tw

[not-a-space-alien]

K&J x MMSS 3: Kane & Valen Part 3

Chapter 3 of the third crossover with @whumpsday!

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SERIES IS 18+ ONLY.

Content warnings: Torture, burns, GORE GORE GORE, craniotomy (with a circular saw), mention of rape, emeto

I prommy this timeline is going to have a RIDICULOUSLY fluffy and happy ending, but things are going to get much worse before they get better.

To be added to the taglist, contact @whumpsday

The next morning, Nick comes down around midday. There's some occasional noise upstairs that would seem to indicate other people are in the building. Nick asks some others to come downstairs, but he gets two or three rejections before he gives up and comes down alone.

Kane manages to catch his keeper's name when one of his peers rejects him. This information is useless to him, but now he knows.

"Well, #1," he says, the cold, emotionless mask back up. "Looks like you're off the hook today, since nobody is willing to come supervise me." He sits in the chair at his desk, loading his notebooks onto it, as though it weren't the scene of unspeakable violation a few hours ago. He clicks a pen. "Now, #2, I'm going to ask you a few questions. Please describe to me what sunlight feels like."

Kane immediately panics at the question. Not the sun, anything but the sun. He almost starts begging, before he catches himself.

Nick said he would repeat the thing he hates the most over and over and over. He can't let him know this is it. He has to somehow stay calm.

"The sun..." he starts with dread, "It feels like being eaten alive by fire. It's bad. And, and it takes a very long time to heal from." He hopes this tidbit makes Nick reconsider. He seemed concerned about healing speed.

Nick nods. "Thank you, this is very useful. I can't get direct quotes from #1. We've known for a long time that vampires hate the sun, but it's been very difficult to figure out a way to use that effectively, since vampires generally just avoid coming out during the day."

Kane listens incredulously as Nick talks. You raped me last night and now you're talking to me like everything's normal, he wants to say, but of course he doesn't.

Nick goes over to a shelf and takes out a device that has a light bulb in it. "This emits UV rays which mimic sunlight, but I'm still trying to quantify how it compares. Hold your hand out for me."

It mimics sunlight. Kane shudders at the thought. He holds out his hand obediently, but it's shaking badly. "P-please, mercy, sir," he begs. "Please." 

Nick's hand freezes with the device over Kane's skin for a moment. "Perhaps you misunderstand," says Nick dispassionately. "This is not for a punishment, or for my own pleasure. This is to gather information. There is no mercy, or lack of mercy here, #2. There is no cutting it short or extending it out. There's only experiment parameters, which need to be followed." He turns it on.

What the fuck is wrong with this man? Kane thinks, and then his hand lights up in burning pain. He screams, yanking his hand back protectively as it audibly sizzles, the familiar smell of his own burnt flesh emanating.

It's not as bad as regular sunlight, nowhere close, but it's still horrible. It's worse than silver, and silver is already bad. "It's- it's gathered, sir," he tries to insist.

"It's...gathered?"

"The information?" Kane suggests hopefully, showing Nick his burnt hand.

Nick sits down at his desk and clicks his pen. "Describe it to me."

Was that actually it? His old hunters would have dragged this out forever, if they had that device at their disposal. Maybe it won't be so bad during the day. That would be a first.

"It's... worse than silver, but not as bad as the real sun, sir," he answers. Kane feels his gut twist at the thought that he's aiding the tormenting and killing of his own kind, but he doesn't have much of a choice. "But... any vampire who gets hit with this will be stopped in their tracks, regardless of the fact that it's not like the real sun. It's bad enough for that."

"Excellent, that's very useful, thank you." Nick walks over and unhooks Kane from the ground, and has him sit down in the chair. He then secures Kane's arms with leather belts to the arm rests. "That's good qualitative data, but I'll need something quantitative now." He sets a timer on the desk.

Kane whimpers, but does not resist, determined to be good. He hopes Nick sets it to count down instead of up, so he'll know how much time he has left. He hopes Nick avoids his face. "Yes, sir."

He glances briefly at Valen, wondering if he can judge how bad this is compared to the normal here by the other vampire’s expression. 

Valen watches resignedly, cringing a little bit.

Nick sets the timer for five minutes, and turns the device on, setting it above the hand that was already burned. 

Kane wails, staring desperately at the timer. Five minutes. That's not so bad, all things considered. It could be so much worse. But it burns, burns, burns, the skin of his hand crisping up agonizingly underneath the horrible light. His screams break off into pained sobs as the minutes drag on, his eyes not leaving the ticking numbers.

Nick turns the device off when the timer reaches zero. He then writes "5 minutes" on a piece of paper and slides it under Kane's hand, then stops to snap a photograph.

He then sets the timer for five minutes again.

Kane's breathing quickens as the horrific realization dawns on him. "How, how m-many, sir?" he asks, voice small.

Nick looks at him coldly. "How long would you estimate it usually takes to reach saturation for a burn?”

"I don't... know what that means. Wh-what's saturation?" he asks, panicked. Please let it be something that happens fast.

"The point at which the maximum damage has occurred, and further burns make no significant change to the condition."

"I've n-never, never timed it, but... not too long, sir? Maybe twenty, th-thirty minutes? But that's with... the real sun." Kane is sure it'll be less than an hour before he reaches saturation, but it's going to be an extremely painful less than an hour.

"It will probably be between 20 and 30 repetitions of 5 minute intervals, then. We needn't go on longer once there's no visible change between rounds." He turns the machine on again.

That's at least two hours, Kane realizes with dread. He tries to remind himself it's better than all day and it's just my hand, not everything, but it's awful.

He lets out a blood-curdling scream when the machine turns back on. It's worse this time.

His screams die out by the 6th repetition, his voice hoarse from overuse.

After the 10th repetition, Kane asks, his voice raspy, "C-can I please have a break, sir? Five m-minute break? Please?" Some hunters have granted him this, though not many.

Nick clicks his tongue. "Unfortunately, no. That would introduce confounding factors into the data if the time between isn't uniform."

There's footsteps on the stairs. "Nick, for god's sake," says a man's voice.

Kane snaps his mouth shut, remembering his orders. He silently wills the hunter not to make Nick angry. It's always worse when hunters are in a bad mood.

"What is it, Bailey?" Nick says.

"Is this really how you're going to do it?" says the newcomer. "Just having him scream all day?"

"I can gag him if the noise is disruptive."

"That's not--that's not what I meant. Isn't there....I dunno, some other way to do it?"

"...Is there some other way to measure burns on a vampire, other than burning a vampire?"

"Man, I don't know. Like, with the other one it wasn't so obvious you were hurting it so badly."

As soon as this man- Bailey- makes it clear he dislikes hurting badly, Kane looks up at him with big, pleading eyes. Help. Please help me. Please.

"I can make it less obvious, if that would make you feel better,” Nick suggests.

"That's--that's not what I meant."

"If you have a problem with my work, take it up with the director. He's given me permission to do this."

The second man mutters in disgust and goes back up the stairs and out of the basement, shutting the door.

Of course he won’t help. He's a hunter. Kane supposes he's gotten his break, and mentally prepares for the second half of his torture.

It goes much the same as the first half. Once they start hitting 20, he looks at Nick hopefully each time, desperate for it to be the last one.

After repetition #22, Nick thoughtfully flips through his notebook. "All right, that seems to be all the use we'll get out of this setup. Now we have to use natural sunlight on the other hand to compare the progression."

Kane sobs loudly. "P-please no, please please please, n-not the sun! Please, it hurts, anything but that, please!"

Nick gives him a withering glare. "You already know we can't stop." He undoes the restraints keeping him to the chair and grabs the handle on his collar, dragging him upstairs.

Two hunters upstairs on the couch watch Nick drag Kane past them to the patio on the back. Sunlight has started creeping onto the cement patio. Nick sets him on the ground. "You may choose whether you want to be restrained, held down, or do it freely yourself. Just know that if we break the same pattern from earlier, we'll have to start over, probably on your forearms, for the sake of consistency." 

Kane wails in despair the entire time he's dragged to the patio, crying profusely. He leans as far away from the sun as he can, sobbing.

"R-restrained, sir," he chokes out. He won't be able to do it by himself, and the thought of Nick holding him down after last night makes him want to throw up.

Nick retrieves a stake from inside the house--metal coated with silver, not wooden--and sets up a small blind to create shade just big enough for Kane's hands to be in. He pounds the stake into the ground through the chain holding Kane's wrists together, and then removes the blind, allowing the sunlight to hit his skin after starting the timer. He keeps the blind low enough that Kane's already damaged hand is still in the shade, though.

They proceed as they'd just done, in five minute intervals. It's much quicker this time, only taking 5 or 6 repetitions. Kane howls like a banshee, and this time he writhes, desperately and unsuccessfully trying to get away.

There is more begging this time. "Make it s-stop, please make it stop, please, I can't do this! It hurts, it hurts, please p-please please no more!" he cries, to no avail.

Nick snaps a final photo. "All right, I think that's all I need for now."

The glass patio door opens behind them. "Nick, what the fuck are you doing out here?"

"Experiments."

"Like, do you think it's a good idea to have that thing screaming its head off outside? Use your brain, man. I'm sure whatever you're doing you don't need to put it in the actual sun."

"I do," Nick snaps. "Take it up with the director if you don't like it." He grabs Kane's collar and drags him back inside, back into the basements, shutting the door and muttering. He deposits Kane on the floor and goes to his desk, writing things down, doing calculations on a calculator.

Please not the actual sun again. Please take it up with the director, if that means no more sun. Again, Kane looks up at the hunter with pleading eyes, and again, nothing happens.

He curls in on himself, holding his ruined hands to his chest protectively as he sniffles and cries. He doesn't like the implications of this experiment. He's going to try to make it worse, make the device closer to the actual sun. Why? He can't possibly see how that would aid in hunting. It's bad enough to work already.

"Is- is it over for today, sir?" he asks hopefully. He just wants to rest.

Nick ignores his question for a few moments, holding up his notebook to appraise the calculations. Then he says, "Now this is interesting. You burn 3% slower than #1 does." 

Kane wishes he burned faster, so he could spend less time in the sun.

Nick closes the notebook. "That's all the sun for today. But lucky for you, I need to check the reproducibility of one of the most important experiments I've conducted on #1, and that ends with you being unconscious." 

Kane is incredibly relieved to hear that, nodding vigorously. "Unconscious, please," he whimpers.

Nick has Kane sit in another chair--this one is covered with an alarming amount of dried blood, especially near the headrest, but unfortunately it's not human blood. Nick straps him in at the arms and legs, then kicks a lever to recline it, having Kane lay faceup staring at the ceiling.

He then roots around in his shelves of tools, and comes out with a circular saw, which has been jury-rigged to remove the safety guard.

From the blood on the headrest and Nick's comment about being unconscious, Kane is pretty sure Nick is going to root around in his brain. He's glad for this- if it's bad enough, he won't wake for days or maybe even a week, and his hands will hurt less by then.

"H-how long did it take with... #1, sir?" he asks anxiously. Please, please be fast. 

"Till about 40% removal. It will be done by weight, not time." He revs the circular saw. "Feel free to scream as loudly as you want. It will help me more accurately judge when you fall unconscious. Now lie as still as you can."

He pulls on some gloves, a heavy, bloodstained apron, and a face shield. He lays out his tools on a small table beside him, a shallow metal pan sitting among the scalpels and things that looked suspiciously like ice cream scoops. "This is ostensibly one of the more viscerally unpleasant things to watch, but the brain itself has no pain receptors, and should be fairly painless once the cranium is opened. I don't know why everyone makes such a fuss about it." 

He starts the saw and lowers it into Kane's skull.

Kane has been vivisected before several times, but his old hunters never opened his head. Maybe because of what Nick said about it being unpleasant to look at.

He screams as the saw tears into his head, but somehow, somehow, he holds still. He's overcome with the feeling that moving with the saw in him would only make everything hurt that much worse. He sobs, vision blurry with tears, holding onto the fact that he'll be unconscious soon.

Valen, still shoved in the corner, watches long enough to see the exposed brain matter start to appear through the red mist of blood being kicked up by the saw, and then turns away, unable to look any longer.

The saw stops, and there's a sickening suction sound as Kane's scalp detaches from his cracked open cranium. 

Nick sits on a stool, taking scalpels and scoops from the table, out of Kane's field of vision. At periodic intervals, naked brain matter, red with blood, appears and plops into the shallow metal pan.

Kane's voice gives out even quicker this time, after his earlier ordeal. He shudders violently as Nick scoops his brain out piece by piece. He throws up, but his stomach is empty, so it's just spit and dry heaving. He loses his vision rather quickly.

He falls unconscious in around the same amount of time as Valen did.

***

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[triforce-of-mischief]

not too long ago, i decided that i was going to take a hiatus from writing general lu fics.

i realized that i had started to put an unhealthy amount of expectation on the interaction they received, or more recently compared to before, the lack thereof. so i made myself take a step back and breathe. i can still work on overcome, and crossovers with an au that's holding more of my attention right now.

since then, i've posted two lu writings that aren't overcome or a crossover.

the first was a counterpart to the fic that made me realize i had to stop. i expected spirits and hands to get a lot more attention, because it was focused on wild and totk. why it flopped, i don't know. maybe it's because of the scary enemy. maybe it's because wind cries. regardless, spirit of the sky had a much better reaction- the same amount of notes in much less time, and with more reblogs from individual people. i had a hypothesis and i'll get to that in a minute, but there's another i have to mention first.

two days ago, i posted a short snippet about an idea i had, with legend as the pov. this one got the most attention by far- almost 60 likes as i'm writing this. not many comments or reblogs, but that's to be expected since it's short and incomplete. once again, i posted it only because i knew that i would get some feedback.

the thing is, i know my audience. as in, the entire fandom that's so hard to write for when i'm not doing my own niche thing. all i had to do, that i knew would guarantee the attention i wanted?

write the boys yelling at each other, or giving the allusion that they are or will.

spirit of the sky was a "not so fast" to all those memes about sky beating up wild for breaking the master sword, way back when that totk trailer dropped. i wrote the summary specifically so that it would sound like sky would be mad, and the twist is that he isn't. people were pleasantly surprised by this, but it doesn't change the fact that it got way more clicks than if i had described it as sky comforting wild.

and legend? he's frustrated, and he yells about it. he doesn't yell at somebody, but it could be read that way. and that's what the fandom wants, is a grumpy legend who just verbally abuses those around him.

the audience, when i'm writing general lu fics, is very easy to manipulate. the problem is, i don't always want to. i want to write what i want to write and i want to share it with people who want to read it. i don't want to jump through hoops and play into fandom stereotypes that i hate just so that people will read my stuff. i've been doing it out of desperation because i'm still in a rough spot with motivation, but that's it.

i'm still happy with my decision to stop writing general lu fics for a bit. even though my audience is smaller, i'm not as disappointed to give so much and not feel like i'm getting enough in return. knowing how readers' expectations are skewed towards the boys bullying each other... it sucks. if you read the whole thing, thank you. i'm sorry this doesn't have some big message at the end. it just sucks.

#linked universe #lu #fandom #fandom salt #oops fable dropped the salt shaker on the floor again