#tempted to send it to my professor lmao

[magentagalaxies]

making my own post bc i have thoughts and i don't want to keep having to go back and forth with tags and replies on someone else's post:

anyway original post i started this conversation on: @charlotterenaissance

my tag essay:

@liliana-von-k's reply:

(all this context is bc i have even more thoughts so i thought i should make my own post)

anyway to respond to that i 100% agree!! it also reminds me of something from my very first conversation with bruce (when we did a zoom interview before we knew each other) which idk if i've posted this aspect of before: i forget what my exact question was but i essentially brought up this kind of paradigm the KITH's female characters are often discussed in and how it's kind of strange comparing it to the actual representation of female characters in the show. like, sure dave "passes" the most as a conventionally-attractive female character, but also i'd honestly say any of the kids in the hall can pass as female, not even just from a genderqueer perspective but from a not all women are "conventionally attractive" perspective. like i know cis women who have a jawline like bruce's or a nose like scott's or any other feature that isn't seen as "feminine" from (often white-eurocentric) beauty standards and many of them are gorgeous.

and the fact that KITH's female characters are often discussed through a lens of "who plays the best woman" (meaning the one who "passes" according to beauty standards) is as frustrating as it is fascinating bc i really do think it points to the way the media tries to comprehend this gender nonconformity and shove it into a box they can understand. because the kids in the hall have already destroyed the most obvious box their female characters could be put in - yes, they are male comedians, but even though the most often way society rationalizes men dressing femininely is as a comedic act (whether as a man purposefully trying to elicit comedy via feminine actions and dress or via a man who genuinely enjoys feminine expression being made an object of ridicule via comedy), the kids in the hall break this framework (this "binary", if you will) by being comedians who are in control of the audience's laughter, but playing their femininity as genuine. you don't laugh with them at their femininity because they do not laugh at femininity, but you also can't make their femininity the subject of ridicule because their position as comedians means they are at once in on the joke and steering the joke in another direction. this technique is more subtextual (and likely subconscious) in the portrayal of female characters, but it's a tactic scott knowingly (and expertly) employs when playing buddy cole

so since the "men in dresses equals comedy" box is eliminated, cishet society feels the need to create another box for them to rationalize this gender nonconformity in, by attributing it to a spectacle other than humor. so they decide to instead view these gender transgressions through the lens of beauty and sexual attractiveness. this also helps rationalize any confusing attraction a cishet person has to one of the kids in the hall dressed as a woman - they pass too well, or at least whichever one you're attracted to (most often dave) does. making a spectacle of the kids in the hall playing women eliminates any confusion or implications that maybe gender and sexuality isn't as rigid as we think, by othering these performers as a special case and convincing yourself that there is no real woman who looks like dave foley in drag, and if there was she would be cis.

it's a slightly better box to be in than having the femininity be the target of ridicule, but it still misses the point that the femininity explored in kids in the hall is not meant to be othered. it leaves out so many of the show's most iconic female characters - fran is not glamorous, but she is a realistic woman. chicken lady is more chicken than lady, but she is still a well-written female character - and reduces others to their attractiveness when the sketch itself is not about that at all. and when i brought this up to bruce he sounded as though he had been waiting for someone to make this analysis, because even though the guys joke about it themselves it is at times uncomfortable to be in an interview that focuses so much on how the interviewer finds dave in drag sexy, or picking apart which physical aspect of the guys passes best. i think i remember bruce saying something to the effect of "no one's asking which one of us is the most hot playing a business man, but that's just as different of a person from us as playing a woman"

and it's interesting to think about this in the context of how the media in general treats people who identify as women in this framework of focusing on physical attractiveness all the time. in recent years, this behavior is more widely known to be sexist af so the overtness has declined (tho is it absolutely still present to some degree), but since the kids in the hall are all male it's fair game to make these sorts of comments about their female characters to their face, because it's spectacle and separate from them. even the exact same people who would call out a comment being made about a cis female comedian are often oblivious of how it could potentially apply to these male comedians, or have other bizarre lines within their ability to rationalize this gender nonconformity for themselves.

take the "wedding dresses" sketch that was censored from the amazon revival for example (this sketch was showcased at sketchfest's "scenes they wouldn't let us do" and has appeared in kith live shows since 2015). this sketch was censored because even though amazon would let the guys play women (and even then it was often an uphill battle), they would not let the wedding dresses sketch air because it featured men wearing wedding dresses in a comedic setting. the rule of thumb seemingly is: men wearing dresses is always comedic (and therefore transphobic), unless he (typically dave foley) passes too well, in which case trans people have nothing to do with the conversation. but the fact that they were men dressed femininely was never the point of the joke, it was the idea of a wedding dress, a significant garment symbolizing an event meant to be only worn for one day, being these guys' everyday wear and all the conflicts and community that came from that. it was an ode to the outsiders, a celebration of those who live and present unconventionally. and the fact that it's never about gender is in itself the most upliftingly genderqueer thing of all.

#time for a jessay #disclaimer the views expressed are my own and not bruce's i'm just saying bruce was part of this conversation and agreed with most points #i did not realize i had all of these opinions but now i'm like damn this might be my favorite jessay i've written #tempted to send it to my professor lmao #also never thought i'd be calling chicken lady a feminist icon but y'know what i am #kids in the hall #scott thompson #mark mckinney #kevin mcdonald #bruce mcculloch #dave foley #david foley #kith #queer #buddy cole

[spoopdeedoop]

hi i have some disorganized thoughts/hcs abt the found family human doctor au

(one of the thoughts being i should really give it a better name. another being YES this is only the nuwho doctors atm bc that's the only series i've watched so far apologies. if i ever get around to watching classic who i will add them trust)

BEHOLD my random, not at all in-depth headcanons

nine is the only one with a car out of all of them. they all keep bugging him to drive/pick them up from places -- he has mixed feelings about being the assigned taxi driver

both twelve and eleven are teachers -- college professor and preschool teacher respectively. twelve's students love them because he will say the most stupid, hilarious shit with a straight face without even knowing and eleven's students love him because he is the only teacher at the school that will dance with them during musical chairs (he doesn't even play the game. he just dances)

i want to make one of them an actual doctor but i don't think any of them could handle it unfortunately

they all share an an apartment flat on the same level -- nine, twelve and fifteen live in one room, ten, eleven and thirteen live in the one across from them. of course there are other people in the building too but they're all used to the strange loud hyperactivity of that particular flat. i think i'm using the right terminology here. yall know what im talking about

(i'm so tempted to make some companions be their neighbors)

nine and ten are the most insomniac of all of them, so they're used to bumping each other in the dead of night on their way to raid each other's respective fridges or something. very rarely thirteen will join them and they're like "WELL FANCY SEEING YOU HERE"

twelve does sleep, but like. he's nocturnal

eleven and ten hate each other in a sibling kind of way (see: day of the doctor). they are constantly sending each other death threats or tripping each other over. everyone is sick of it

sometimes when they're out shopping you'll hear ten yell "GET OUT OF THE FROZEN FOOD YOU NUMPTY WE ARE NOT BUYING FISH FINGERS" over the aisles and you'll hear eleven whine "WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH" back

(if you're lucky you'll be able to catch fifteen mumble "why did we put them in the same apartment. are we asking for an eviction notice")

eventually eleven will pick a random stray cat off the side of the road, take her home, and name her bowtie, which is a stupid name, so everyone just defaults to calling her kitty

kitty's favourite person is twelve, to eleven's absolute despair

(my original idea for this was to initially have ten hate the idea of living with a cat, since he's stated full on in the show that he doesn't like cats, but apparently there is some very obscure doctor who comic run in which he falls into a depressive spiral and adopts a cat whom he names rose-the-cat, so he might actually like cats idk?)

anyway ten hates her until he doesn't lmao. he vents to her when there's no one else home and she will Stare at him back and it is a very nice friendship

kitty and nine watch shitty romcom together

they have a joint groupchat together -- half of it is just thirteen and fifteen assigning everyone outfits they find on pinterest and the other half is eleven asking where everyone went (he keeps getting lost when they go out)

nine doesn't know how to download pictures off the internet and so resorts to manually editing memes together to send to the groupchat and everyone's like "girl that's so much more effort........."

(yes he doesn't know how to press save image to camera roll but he knows how to use a photo editor flawlessly. such is the logic of the idiocy of the doctors)

eleven and thirteen get along very well i think. they're the only two of the group to play video games and so they bond over that. they also have ridiculously similar clothing taste

sometimes they'll succeed in getting fifteen to play pokemon with them and then they'll proceed to not see him until the next day when he comes out of his room and goes "you didn't tell me plusle couldn't evolve i've been levelling it up all fucking night"

friday is assigned movie night (it's always big hero 6)

eleven is the only one to actively seek out physical affection, usually really abruptly like clinging to thirteen's back as she passes him in the hall or bapping ten with the palm of his hand until he sighs and gives him a hug. he does expect a platonic kiss on the forehead from anyone before he goes to bed and will complain if he doesn't get one

anyway thats it i'm sick in the head and really sad. if this keeps up i may be forced to actually write a fic

#doctor who #spoop speaks #if anyone has a name for this au i'm OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS #if anyone wants to write fic/draw art for this au YOU DONT EVEN HAVE TO ASK. IM ACTIVELY BEGGING. PLEASE #might delete this post if i get too self conscious it is. just. words. ew

[moralesmilesanhour]

mad props! 03

summary: you're now officially part of the theater club's latest production! just one small problem... wc: 1282 a/n: Can't believe I was able to type this out within the same week. But I diiiid! The songs being performed are: 'Popular' - Wicked 'Ohmigod You guys' - Legally Blonde: The Musical (Original Cast Recording) | Have fun reading ! Feel free to tell me what you thought in the comments <3 (only warning is that the process of putting a theatre production together is probably not super realistic here lmao) 02 03 04

“One five, four five, three five, two five, one five, four five, three-two-one,”

You clutched the white binder containing your sheet music to your chest as you went through every vocal exercise from middle school that you could remember.

From the diaphragm, you reminded yourself, taking another deep breath.

“One five,

Four five,

Three five,

Two five,

One five,

Four five,

Three-two-one–”

“Y/N L/N?” the casting director’s voice called out to you.

Your stomach lurched as you rose from your seat and approached the stage. You handed the sheet music over to the pianist. The blinding stage lights made you sweat beneath your uniform, but part of you was grateful that it hid the faces of your four-person audience. 

The first chord was your cue.

“Whenever I see someone less fortunate than I…”

You sang the lines through your nose, making your delivery as cartoonish as possible. It even earned a few laughs from the dark void in front of you that bolstered your confidence. 

Now, when playing a character such as Galinda, one may be tempted to keep the squeaky ‘princess voice’ the whole way through. But you knew better. 

You added depth to your voice for some lines, maybe a growl here, a cry there; your performance needed to show that you could do more than just play the pretty soprano lead.

You belted the final note, arms spread wide as if you weren’t just about to vomit from nerves, and curtsied.

There was disembodied applause, and then: “Thank you, we’ll be sure to send out an email on Friday to let you know if you got the part.”

“Thanks,” you exhaled as you stepped down from the stage. 

All that there was left to do was wait.

You were jumpy all Friday afternoon. Even Miles noticed your knee making your desks tremble with the way it bounced up and down in the middle of English class.

“Yo, you good?” he whispered.

You shot him a glare while tapping your pencil frantically. “None of your business.”

“It actually is my business,” he shot back, teeth clenched, “ ‘cuz you’re shaking the damn desk.”

“Is there a problem back there?” the English professor peered over his glasses at the two of you.

“Nope,” Miles sighed. “Not at all.”

Your leg stopped bouncing, and you rested your chin on top of folded hands.

“If you must know,” you muttered, “I had an audition the other day, and callbacks are supposed to be this evening.”

He furrowed his brows. “Oh…kay…?”

“What do you mean ‘okay’? I’m super nervous about it–”

“I mean, why are you telling me this?”

Your eyes widened. Why were you telling him this?

“I…well, you’re sitting next to me, and you asked–” 

“I didn’t ask for allat.”

You kissed your teeth, and went back to taking notes in silence.

-

“Oh, the principal’s gonna love that.”

Joshua Baptiste–current president of Visions’ art club–grinned as he watched Miles add his signature to the wide sheet of paper.

Miles replaced the cap on one of his paint markers with a click, assessing his work.

It was a poster for an upcoming pep rally, advertised in bold, sleek letters that curled in and around each other and ended in sharp arrows. Satisfied, he rose to his feet.

“You think?”

“Hell yeah. Better than anything I could’ve put together,” Joshua ran a hand through loose, sandy curls. “I’m more of a portraits kinda guy.”

The boy’s smile was contagious, showing off two rows of light blue braces. Miles remembered how he used to circle back around to his lunch table just to see them when he laughed with his friends, silver earrings tinkling as he threw his head back. 

He’d done crazier things just to see a crush.

Miles returned the compliment, “Your paintings go crazy, though. You could get into art school if you put a portfolio together.”

Joshua shrugged. “Doubt my parents would ever let me go.”

The other hummed in agreement.

“Anywho, I came over here to ask you a favor. Theater club needs an extra pair of hands working on the set, and I already said one of our guys would help out. You in?”

Miles raised an eyebrow at the sudden new project being dumped on him, but he relented. Not like he had anything better to do today.

“Sure. Where to?”

Joshua’s face lit up, and he gestured for Miles to follow him.

“They’re down in the auditorium. You’re a life-saver, man.”

The auditorium was already bustling with students when the two boys entered. There was one group on the far right busy customizing piles of hot-pink costumes with bows and sequins. On the left side, a bunch of kids clutched wrinkled scripts in their hands, practicing until it was time to run through the first few songs. Miles looked up, and taking center stage was a group of no more than ten girls practicing what looked like stage choreography. 

Regardless of what each group was working on, there was an urgency bordering on panic to their movements and voices. Miles thanked his past self for not signing up to be a part of it.

“Oh, thank god!”

A tall, stocky-looking girl wearing pink glasses scurried up to them, carrying a clipboard.

Joshua gestured towards Miles. “Here’s your guy! He’s got an eye for color, you’re in good hands.”

He gave a quick salute before turning to exit through the double doors.

The girl stuck out her hand. “I’m Sarah Park, junior, and student production manager for, uh, all of this!”

Miles accepted the handshake and nodded. “Cool. What’s your vision for the set?”

“Well, it’s…”

Before Sarah could finish, the lights dimmed, and a voice announced: “We’re gonna rehearse the opening, everyone in ‘Ohmigod You Guys’, please take your places!”

She grabbed Miles’ wrist and led him to a seat in the front row and whispered, “You should probably just see it.”

Suddenly, music boomed from the speakers as the stage lights illuminated the same girls from before, now all standing in a straight line across the stage with wide smiles.

They sang a number he didn’t recognize, but there was plenty of squealing as they passed down a blank sheet of paper as a prop. He deduced from the few lyrics he caught that they were playing sorority girls, but that was about it.

As the “Ohmigods” crescendoed, Miles noticed that there was someone entering from backstage that then stood behind the girls. He wondered what for, until the group parted and stepped to the side.

Nothing could’ve prepared him for who stood in the middle of the stage. In a blonde wig.

“It’s almost there, but…”

Miles’ jaw dropped as you recited your lines fully in-character. 

It hadn’t occurred to him that you could smile without malice, but people were full of surprises: Here was the girl who rarely spoke more than a sentence in class until last week, belting her heart out while twirling across the stage. He would have pinned you as more of the debater type.

The song ended on one final “Oh my god!” in unison before the lights were turned back up.

“Great job, everyone, especially for a first run-through. Everybody take five!”

You sighed in relief, wiping away the sweat collecting around your hairline from being beneath a hot wig and an even hotter spotlight. Wig in hand, you carefully descended down the steps with the rest of the cast and made your way back to your seats.

Sarah brushed past you in between aisles, along with a familiar red hoodie.

You paused and spun around on your heel, confirming your fears. 

You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.

#miles morales x reader #miles morales x black!reader #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles morales fic #moralesanhour

[asyastudieskorean]

12.2.2023 — Our final test review materials are posted, and a test date is set—well, sort of—and that "sort of" is the topic of today's rant (because I have, frankly, not studied for days :)).

So long story short, the test date posted on Canvas (I am an online non-matriculating post-grad studying Korean) says "Dec. 7, Wednesday," but Dec. 7 is a Thursday. So, I assume, like much of the content I see on Canvas, is recycled or old.

Now I'm not saying that in itself is wrong or low-quality because a course often does not change much or at all from year to year or term to term. But, my lord, at the least the professor or whoever monitors the setup of these online courses can update the dates and anything that is no longer applicable. For instance, our final project was a book in Hangeul, but some modules referenced a previous year's project, making a vlog.

For the price I paid for this single online course, which, let's be honest, has pretty light coursework and equally light instructor involvement (I love 제 선생님 though), I'd expect the content to be up-to-date, accurate, and free of grammar and structure errors. Those are pretty basic things, right? But no, my guy or girl. No. I so often see grammar errors like a semi-colon instead of a colon or missing punctuation, extra spacing, incorrect bolding, etc. in the course content. There are also sometimes missing images that are important for notetaking or understanding the concepts being taught.

And you'd think the professor is actively looking at these weekly assignments and online content and making sure it's correct, but I literally have to send an email to get a solution or correct info, and even then it doesn't seem like a class-wide message is sent out for clarity.

I am really, really tempted to send an email with these concerns. It's such simple things that you'd expect to not be an issue because this is an adult, college setting where we are paying for a high-quality, professional education.

I don't know, maybe I'm being dramatic. Well, probably, yes. But the grammar errors, missing content here and there, and the out-of-date assignment info just make the course look unattended to and low-quality, like it's some free course I downloaded off some sketchy website, lmao.

Do other people see this in their online courses? Do you feel that the online courses you've taken are not as high-quality or involved as the in-person courses you've taken? I took online courses throughout my BA, and I never really saw this. My guess, I think, is that Korean courses are not that popular or taken at my uni, so the class sizes are small, and I assume that means less attention to the course and less frequent review of the content. That really shouldn't be the case, though.

Okay, end of rant. I'll be back in a day or two (or three) with test prep things.

#college student #korean language #studyblr #studying #language study #student #studying at home #language student #online student #college rant #college cost #college #college work #canvas

[stardustneeko]

Starshipping Week 2022 🌟 Day 7: Adventure

(Full size images below)

"How far are we willing to go in the name of love?

Through space? Through time?

Through dimensions and realities if fate so compels us?

But with your heart next to mine, I'm fearless.

So take my hand, and let us go."

I was tired of sitting in my room drawing Starshipping on my computer.

...So I decided to go sit outside and draw Starshipping with paper and charcoal lmao

I'm half tempted to send these to my 2D art professor and see how she reacts to my application of value studies :shakingeyes:

#starshippingweek2022 #starshipping #starshipping week 2022 #ik i'm late but i was so happy while working on this that i just took my time #this ship means more to me than most people can ever understand #jaden yuki #judai yuki #yugioh 5ds #yugioh gx #yusei fudo #starshippingweek22 #art by neeko

[smallfern]

literally younger women in academia ball so hard. like every single young professor i have had has been so brilliant and passionate and dedicated and innovative and impressive in how much they have accomplished in merely the beginning stages of their careers. i have had one professor teach the most unique and exciting stem class that involved writing an op ed to better grasp the ethics and societal context of our work and another who made spotify playlists that matched our chemistry labs because she cared that much about the science and about making the lab a positive, enjoyable environment for her students. i want to write an ode to every woman in stem ages 25-45 to let them know how much i literally love them and that i appreciate them so much. it’s not far off to say i would’ve dropped out of stem without them. tonight we are just filled with so much gratitude for smart and motivated ladies persevering in the world i want to hug the whole of womanhood this instant

#(not to kill the mood of this post but it's every female professor i've had except like .... 1.5 of them lmao) #i've had kind of a lot of them though!!!! it's amazing! #i'm tempted to send one of my professors from like a yr ago an email rn lmao #gorls are geniuses and that's that on that

[anapologethicc]

ananyaaaaaaaaaaaa helllo my love!

Pass the happy! 🍂 When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people in your notifications!

@littlegenderbean emmett my lovee💖 hiii i hope you got some good sleep and here's me handing you a warm cup of tea 🍵 when you wake up🥰🥰

1. seeing you in my inbox🥺💕 always makes my day❤

2. my comfy outfit today hehe (its like loose comfy sweatpants kinda pants and a long sleeved loose hoodie and im so comfyyyy also I've got my rainbow sneakers on i mean they're a yellow blue purple green gradient but sematics whatever THEY MAKE ME FEEL ALL EXCITED AND GIDDY)

3. MY NAILS!!! I GREW THEM OUT FINALLY AND THEY LOOK SO PRETTY (instead of anxiously biting them im proud of myself but give it till end of nov cuz ive got a shitload of deadlines lmao i will be changing my nail polish colours every few days now so i don't feel tempted to bite my pretty colourful nailss hehehe also this reminds me that i need more nail polish colourssss😫😫!!!)

4. THE WEATHER!!! its so nice and breezy and not as humid anymoree!! (after the typhoon last week it's become cooler!! FALL IS HEREE EEEEE!!! which im so happy abt becuz less humid and last year's winter was a fucking joke it was here for like 2 months instead of the usual 4-5 months and kinda sad cuz i barely got to wear my hoodies cuz it was so fking hot and also cuz we were at home all the time :/ but hopefully winter will not disappoint this year!! praying for my nose and feet if it does get cold)

5. that i'm leaving good impressions on my professors👅 (i think some of them might find my over eagerness to participate in discussions obnoxious but they can just shut up im sorry i have opinions ok maybe i CAN be a lil obnoxious sometimes but it's all part of my charm!! im the human embodiment of an over eager puppy most of the time when im not feeling sad so yeee also i think some ppl don't like me cuz they think im showing off but im notttt im just really excited that i can add sth to the conversation and also i cannot for the life of me shut up whoopsies!)

tysm for this💕 i really needed it :)))

#can you tell i like to talk a lot? #i was asked to name 5 things and i wrote a mini essay😂 #but today's been a good day overall apart from the excruciating cramps i had to live thru w/o painkillers #but I'm almost home so it's all good😌💖 #tysm for sending me this em💖 #i really needed to remind myself of things that make me happy todayy🥺❤

[shima-draws]

Oh my gosh okay-I hope this doesn't sound weird but would you be willing to write a BNHA drabble about your college AU? Maybe something with Todoroki and Deku and All Might together? I love your AU and would love to see you write more about it!!

[[Send me a fandom/ship/prompt and I’ll write a drabble for it!]]

!!! I WAS SO HAPPY TO GET THIS ASK OH MY GOD?? I love doing stuff for my College AU…thank you for sending this in!

Anyway I got carried away (no surprise there, lmao) so this ended up being. Over 2k words. NOT MY INTENTION BUT I HAD FUN SO THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS ANYWAY RIGHT

For anyone reading who doesn’t know anything about my College AU, I provided lots of background info in the fic anyway just in case? So it should work as a standalone oneshot without any prior context? But if you want the majority of the AUs details, you can check that out here c:

Anyway. Toshi and Izuku literally act like they’ve been father and son all their lives, Shouto thirsts, and there’s brief mentions of plane engines involved. Fun stuff.

ENJOY FAM!!

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“I’m not sure about this, Midoriya.”

They stand outside of the hangar entrance, the afternoon sun beating down on them. Summer hasn’t entirely left yet, the air still thick with heat. Shouto puffs out a breath and wipes the sweat off his forehead—from being hot or being nervous, he isn’t sure.

“Oh, come on,” Midoriya, gorgeous, perfect, endlessly kind Midoriya, nudges him in his side. “I’ve been wanting you to come here for a while and now you finally got the chance to since your afternoon class got cancelled! And I have clearance. So it’ll be fine!”

Shouto doesn’t really know of any other military hangars that sit on the edge of a college campus like this one does, so he knows it’s a pretty unique setup. A lot of people take classes here despite the intimidating black gate around the building and the numerous warning signs plastered to the structure. The students into aeronautics really do have it lucky. And so does Midoriya—currently an aerospace engineering major. He has access to the building, and has been pestering Shouto for weeks to come see the kinds of things he gets up to. Especially since he’s also a teacher assistant for one of the professors. And this particular professor is extremely well-known both within his field and outside of it.

Upon hearing Shouto’s quiet admittance of admiration for said professor, Midoriya immediately decided it would be a good idea to introduce them. In person.

Shouto’s really tempted to turn back around and head back to his dorm, even though he knows Bakugou is probably there right now doing unspeakable things to Kirishima—having to sit through that more than awkward situation sounds better than possibly passing out from meeting someone so unbelievably famous.

But Midoriya, with his lovely smile and bright green eyes and perfect everything, grabs Shouto’s hand and ushers him along, which promptly shuts up every bad thought he’s having. He is more than okay with this. Totally not about to trip over his own feet or anything. Are his hands sweaty? God, they probably are, it’s already sweltering outside, and Midoriya’s hand is strong and callused, most likely from all the engineering work he does, and Shouto’s hand is probably all gross from constantly plucking on guitar strings and gracelessly hitting piano keys and tapping away on his laptop while he fiddles with his composing programs, and—

Midoriya scans his student ID and the automatic doors open with a soft hiss, cutting off all train of thought. Shouto idly notices the green-haired boy still hasn’t let go of his hand, and refuses to comment on it. Let him enjoy this.

They travel down a series of twisting and turning hallways. All the people that pass through raise their hands in greeting to Midoriya, who energetically says hello every time. They all seem to know him, and seem genuinely happy to see him—like he’s someone important, someone worth going out of their way to say hi to. Shouto’s secretly glad that Midoriya gets such good attention from these people. He definitely deserves it.

They finally reach a very plain-looking and unassuming door. Midoriya releases Shouto’s hand (much to his disappointment—and he’s almost tempted to try holding it again) to unlock the door with his card.

When they stroll in, Shouto takes a second to look around. They seem to be in a workroom of sorts—blueprints and papers are scattered all about, as well as several complicated looking mechanical parts, tools, and larger machinery. Midoriya hums, a thoughtful frown crossing his features.

“That’s weird. I’m sure he’s on break right now…maybe he’s in the workshop?”

A resounding clang echoing from the doorway at the far side of the room is their answer.

Midoriya brightens like the sun, and Shouto thinks his smile is almost blinding in its intensity. 

“Toshi!” He cries out, happily, and scampers into the next room. Shouto follows him at a slower pace, apprehension sinking into his nerves. He’s mere steps away from meeting Toshinori Yagi, All Might—one of the most famous war heroes in their country’s history, not to mention the man his father has a personal vendetta against—and Midoriya is on a first name basis with him. A nickname basis with him. That’s—that’s fine. It’s fine.

The last thing Shouto expects to see when he steps into the workshop is a tall, spindly looking man who is all bones and no muscle halfway buried under a plane engine. Huh.

Midoriya bounces on his heels. His grin is contagious, because Shouto feels his own lips quirking up at the corners. He looks like an oversized puppy.

Hearing them come in, the man underneath the engine propels himself out on a small rolling platform. He’s covered in dirt and grime, his shirt sleeves rolled up to the creases of his elbows. He looks gaunt—cheekbones sunken in, eyes dull and skin alabaster pale. Upon seeing Midoriya, though, his whole entire face lights up—and it’s like the green-haired boy’s presence is breathing life into his very frame, because he suddenly looks more vigorous than ever.

“Izuku, my boy!” He says with a wide grin, practically beaming. The pure delight at seeing Midoriya seems to radiate off of him. Shouto blinks in shock.

This is All Might?

Shouto had seen tons of pictures and online articles about him after the plane crash that had destroyed his body and therefore ruined his career, but witnessing him in person is definitely different. He’d gone from being an almost superpowered pilot to a sad, miserable shell of himself—but despite all that, he’s still working with planes and engines as he used to, just no longer out in the field. The fact that he’d gone from being a well-respected and admired military hero to a, well, still well-respected and admired professor of all things is a bit of a shock. (Then again, Midoriya had mentioned offhandedly that All Might always had a soft spot for mentoring and training others. It sort of makes sense that this is the direction he’d go with his career after being forbidden from being put back on active duty ever again.)

“Hey, Toshi!” Midoriya greets like it’s the most normal thing in the world to walk in on a legendary icon casually fixing a piece of complicated mechanic equipment. Shouto thinks his head is going to explode.

“Help me up, would you, my boy?” All Might asks, and Midoriya is at his side within seconds, easily pulling him to his feet. (Shouto pretends he isn’t openly watching the muscles in his arms flex with the movement.)

Once they’re all straightened out, All Might gratefully ruffles Midoriya’s hair, who giggles in delight. Shouto is in absolute disbelief when the blonde man loops an arm around Midoriya’s shoulder and pulls him into a side hug, which the boy melts into easily, naturally, like this is a common occurrence. They’re the picture of absolute camaraderie and Shouto feels like he’s going to drown under the mountain of questions he has about this predicament. Midoriya’s told him plenty of stories about how All Might had plucked him out of a sea of endless eager faces desperate to please and had given him the means to chase his dreams—but he hadn’t mentioned much about why they’re so close, or how they moved past the mentor-protégé stage and into the realm of actual friendship. Or…family, it seems now, because with the way they’re playfully nudging each other it really looks like they could be father and son. 

After the two of them finally settle down, All Might’s gaze travels over to land on Shouto—and a shocked look makes the very vibrant blue of his eyes stand out even more.

“Oh! Um,” Midoriya dances on his feet for a second before rushing over to Shouto and gently guiding him forward, fingers grasping the crook of his elbow.

“This is Todoroki-kun! The, uh, the friend that I told you about before!”

Understanding dawns on All Might’s face, along with a strange knowing look that twinkles in his eyes.

“Oh, yes,” he chuckles, putting his hands on his hips. Despite looking somewhat like a walking talking skeleton, the way he holds himself is confident, yet friendly. Shouto’s starting to see how he ended up in a professor position. “I’ve heard plenty of good things about you from Izuku, young Todoroki.”

Shouto’s mouth drops open in surprise, and he feels his cheeks become warm. Midoriya’s talked about him? To All Might? And—and he’d told him good things?

“Toshi!” Midoriya squeaks, his arms flailing about. It’s a nervous habit Shouto’s picked up on throughout the course of their friendship.

All Might leans back and laughs, a full, deep-sounding one from his belly. And even though he’s not even close to looking like he once did in his prime, Shouto can practically feel the raw power emanating from that laugh.

Midoriya is pouting, but it’s half-hearted at best. If Shouto had more guts he’d start to consider taking that lower lip between his and kissing the boy silly, but again, he’s nowhere near ballsy enough. Bakugou wouldn’t hesitate at all but Shouto has standards, thank you very much.

His attention is drawn back to All Might when the man steps forward and offers a hand.

“I’m glad to officially meet the boy my favorite student talks about so much,” All Might says with a wide grin. Midoriya sputters but Shouto smiles, feeling a bit warm on the inside.

He definitely had his doubts before, but now he’s absolutely certain. Whatever relationship All Might and Midoriya have, it’s special, important, and he can tell just by looking at the older man that he absolutely treasures Midoriya, just like Shouto does. Good. All Might has very good taste. Not that he’s entirely surprised. Midoriya is a literal ray of sunshine and anyone who thinks otherwise is either completely blind or a massive idiot. (I’m looking at you, Bakugou.)

“It’s an honor to meet you, All Might,” Shouto says, honestly, taking the blonde’s outstretched hand.

All Might startled at that, blinking a few times. Then, he chuckles, shaking Shouto’s hand vigorously.

“Please, please, no need for formalities! Besides, I haven’t gone by that codename in years. Call me Toshinori, okay?” He says, smiling kindly.

Shouto exhales when All M—Toshinori releases his hand. (God, thats gonna take  getting used to.) “Oh…sure.”

Midoriya bounces back over to his side, his posture eager in its tension. “Toshi, did you see the blueprints I left for you yesterday? I wanted to double check and make sure I did all my calculations correctly…”

Toshinori hums thoughtfully for a moment, and then he nods in recollection. “Oh, yes, yes! That’s right. You did wonderfully on them, my dear boy. I think this next assignment is going to be the perfect amount of challenging for my class.”

Midoriya lights up like a goddamn Christmas tree, and Shouto’s having a very hard time not laughing at how thoroughly pleased he looks. He didn’t realize how much Midoriya appreciates Toshinori’s praise, but he guesses it’s a bit obvious why.

“If we apply what you drew out to the most current version of the engine…ah, let me see…where did I put those blueprints…?”

“You two are pretty close,” Shouto comments, watching as Toshinori putters about in the shop.

Midoriya blinks at that. “We are?”

Shouto looks at him incredulously. “You’re on a first name basis, you’re more relaxed with him than I’ve ever seen you with anyone else, you hang off of each other like you’ve been friends for years and he calls you “my dear boy”. And you call him “Toshi”. So yeah. That’s the very definition of being close, Midoriya.”

Instead of getting embarrassed like Shouto thinks he will, Midoriya looks down at the floor thoughtfully.

“Yeah,” he says, quietly, after a long stretch of comfortable silence. He glances up at Shouto, beaming. “I guess we are.”

His gaze travels back over to Toshinori, who is now digging through a pile of blueprints.

“He means a lot to me,” Midoriya admits, softly, fondly. “He’s done a lot for me. He’s…one of the most important people in my life.”

Shouto closes his eyes and smiles. He’s glad Midoriya has someone on his side like this, an adult figure who’s willing to be there for him through thick and thin. He knows this goes both ways, too—Midoriya is clearly giving Toshinori all the credit, but what he doesn’t realize is that Shouto’s sure Toshinori believes Midoriya to be irreplaceable as well.

He opens his eyes to see Midoriya gazing at him affectionately, and his heart leaps. Maybe one day he can become this important to Midoriya, too.

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BUT LITTLE DOES SHOUTO KNOW, HE ALREADY IS. IZUKU’S JUST BAD AT SHOWING IT LMAO

At this point in the AU they’re already crushing hard on each other and Izuku has already fallen into a routine with Toshi where he invades his apartment at 3 AM to ramble on about how gay he is for Shouto. So Toshi is VERY well aware of his attachment to him hence his subtle teasing when they’re finally introduced in person lmao

Anyway I hope you enjoyed–I had so much fun writing this!! I love my kids :’D

#BNHA #Tododeku #Boku no Hero Academia #Midoriya Izuku #Toshinori Yagi #All Might #Dad Might #Todoroki Shouto #TDDK #Todoizu #MHA #My Hero Academia #College AU #Drabble requests #Drabble challenge #Shima writes #Shima's AUs #Long post #GOD I LOVE WRITING ABOUT IZUKU AND TOSHI'S RELATIONSHIP............ #They're REALLY close in this AU

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The complete list of fics available for the Inception Big Bang 2019 is here!

Works are numbered, without the authors names to preserve the mystery. Artists, when you're ready to make your decision send us an email or a tumblr message with your top 3 choices. Fics will be claimed depending on availability, on a first come first served basis. 

On this round we will only assign one artist per fic. Artists that wish to claim a second fic, or that wish to work on a fic that has already been claimed should check out the second round, on July 2nd. All fics will be open for all.

Without further delay, here they are:

1. Arthur and Eames meet as trust fund teens in a Manhattan private school. Eames is a new student who's just moved from overseas, and him and Arthur hit it off immediately. Friendship turns to a whirlwind summer romance, until Eames is forced to move back to London. They meet again many years later when Arthur has to kidnap Eames for a job.

Arthur/Eames

Teen and Up

No content warnings apply

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2. A songfic featuring Aubrey by Bread, studying Arthur and Eames and what their relationship might have been like before the Fischer job. The characters aren't going to resemble fanon (Arthur's closed-off persona and Eames's flirtiness). I'm going to try to expand more on what Nolan gave us during the movie (Arthur's straightforwardness and Eames's aloof/cold personality). Basically, Eames is distant and Arthur chases.

Arthur/Eames

Side: Dom/Mal

Teen and Up - Mature

Graphic Depictions of Violence*

* There might be a torture scene, but I'm still debating on whether or not I want that in the story.

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3. A fic about arthur and eames and their first meeting in the military to all their other meetings in the criminal underworld of dreamshare. not that long, i'm aiming for 2.5k or maybe 3k if i can. i wanted to focus on their totems and how eames could use forging as a totem (because if he can't forge then he must be awake, right?) but he has a totem just in case. and arthur has a totem (the die from the movie) that he uses a lot more except when he happens to be taken and tortured for some secret or another and the only thing that convinces his brain that he isn't dreaming is the way eames stands when arthur aims a gun at him? if that makes sense....

here's a little bit of what i have written so far:

he’s more surprised at the lack of surprise he feels when eames digs a poker chip out of his desk. its blood red with gold and white accents, worth five thousand dollars at the particular casino it came from, disregarding the fact that it was arthur’s shitty first and last attempt at a real world forge after he participated in a poker game eames held on base many years ago and realized half the chips in the set were fake, pocketing a one thousand dollar chip to use as a reference.

“our totems match,” eames murmurs, flipping the chip over his knuckles with a concentration a bit too intense for something he could do in his sleep (ha).

“match how?” he asks, sipping a glass of orange juice, freshly squeezed because eames wanted to use the electric juicer. he's tempted to pull out his die from his pocket and roll to see it land on five, even though he knows this isn’t a dream.

“i have something that you made, and you have something i made. also, there’s some significance with the number five.”

Arthur/Eames

Side: Dom/Mal

Mature

Graphic Depictions of Violence*

*I put the Graphic Depictions of Violence just to be safe but i think it's less than what's shown in the film? because it's supposed to be like an after-torture scene where arthur is like "ouch i'm super hurt and drugged and don't know if i'm dreaming" but again i don't think it's any more graphic than the film at least. might keep that tag just to be safe though idk

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4. When dreamshare is first developed, no one has totems. They've always gone into dreams for short amounts of time and always with another person, so there's no chance of someone forgetting their reality. Mal's friend Pip has consistently been pushing the boundaries of dreaming, and one day she decides to go a later deeper without Mal. When Mal wakes up, she realizes that Pip is still asleep and she has to go down after her where she basically incepts Pip with the idea of totems.

Gen

General audiences

No content warnings apply

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5. There was a small lake behind Arthur's house. The following night, he sat at its edge and stared at the moon's reflection in the water.

See something you like?

Arthur turned. A man was sitting next to him.

"Hello," Arthur said. "Thank you for helping me get home last night."

The moon smiled. "How did you know it was me?"

Arthur rolled his eyes. He picked up a pebble and tossed it into the water, watching the waves ripple the reflection. "How can you be here and there at the same time?"

The moon leaned back on his elbows and stared up at the sky. "Same way I can be in the lake and the sky at the same time."

Arthur frowned. "That's not the same thing. The lake's just reflecting the light from the moon. From you."

The moon turned to smile brightly at him. "Well aren't you a smart one, hm?" He leaned in and whispered, "I'm a reflection, too. We all are, at the end of the day."

Arthur thought about that. It didn't make sense, but that didn't mean it was wrong. He looked up at the moon in the sky, then at the moon sitting next to him.

"My name's Arthur," he offered. "What's your name?"

The moon looked at him strangely. "Eames. You can call me Eames."

"I'm going to be an astronaut, Eames," Arthur said. "Then I can come and visit you in the sky."

Eames smiled again. Arthur wouldn't have thought the moon liked to smile. "I would like that very much," Eames said. "Very much, indeed."

Arthur/Eames

General – Teen and Up

No content Warnings Apply

This fic is a canon AU and will ultimately include the events in Inception.

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6. Eames on vacation after inception and stumbling upon Arthur; floppy haired, tanned and just completely the opposite of how Eames has ever seen him before.

Hawaii looked good on him, no better than good...

Arthur/Eames

Teen and Up – Mature

No content warnings apply

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7. It’s a follow up story to Cat Person.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11040948

First story summary:

Arthur misses his cat and would very much like to get another. He gets Eames instead.

Arthur/Eames

Teen and Up

No content warnings apply

Set in the Star Trek Universe

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8. This is an academia AU! Arthur is a struggling young professor trying to find his niche, Eames is the mysterious colleague he keeps (inadvisedly!) hooking up with at conferences.

Arthur/Eames

Mature

No content warnings apply

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9. When Eames first moved to America, he was at a loss for things to cook. He wasn’t used to the supermarkets and ingredients he needed were expensive. So he Googled food bloggers and found Arthur’s blog. The weekly updates keep Eames going in his boring office job. It takes him a few months before he gets the courage to comment but it’s all downhill from there. Eames is lost with Arthur’s sardonic commentary and when Arthur’s next recipe is one Eames requested, he knows he’s in bad.

Arthur/Eames

Teen and Up – Mature

No content warnings apply

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10. Arthur is a flight attendant. Eames is a passenger.

Arthur/Eames

Teen and Up – Mature

No content warnings apply

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11. Haunted House AU. Arthur’s working at a popular horror maze escape place to make some extra money over the summer. It’s far from his dream job—making minimum wage crouching behind dark trap doors and chasing random couples and tourists—but at least he gets to vent his frustrations about his coworkers (who are, frankly, driving him insane day by day) by literally screaming at customers. Then there’s Eames, who finds haunted houses boring, overrated, and not the least bit frightening, but is willing to humor a friend (Ariadne?) by accompanying her. But an encounter (and some painfully obvious flirting) with the cute guy under the ghoul mask is enough to make him want to come back again, and again, and again—

FEATURING:

- Cobb as the owner/boss and the only guy who actually takes his job seriously. He probably squints a lot because sunlight genuinely hurts his eyes lmao - Mal as his wife, who used to be an actress but left to start a business with Dom. Super sweet and kind of protective of their employees. Plays the main ghost. She’s terrifying. - Yusuf doing their costumes and makeup!!!!

- Arthur getting the job in the first place because his screams are so full of rage (let! him! rest!)

- Eames blowing all his cash on haunted house admission fees so he can flirt with Arthur (who plays different roles on different days, maybe? but Eames can always recognize him, even under the masks/makeup)

- he’s not trying to be creepy, he just wants to ask if he can see him outside of work/get his number—but something always goes wrong before he can

- Arthur being frustrated because Eames is a) distracting, and b) not easily scared, which doesn’t look good for his job. And it annoys him because he has a track record of being able to freak out anyone. He takes it upon himself to make him scream at least once (I haven’t decided how he does, but he does, eventually. Eames probably jokes about screaming with something other than fear, but i am too babey to write any sexytimes)

- maybe??? mild h/c?? Dumbass Drunk College Students coming in all wanting to prove to their friends that they're the Alpha Male, picking a fight and being super violent/rowdy/destructive, + arthur getting hurt/generally kind of shaken up; that’s the first night he lets eames really talk to him outside of the job, maybe even lets him take him home (i dont know if im including this scene for sure but..perhaps)

- Ariadne getting them banned from the haunted house after reflexively slapping Arthur in the face with a rubber snake (Cobb takes the ‘no touching the actors’ rule seriously—especially after what happened^). Eames thinks he’s lost his chance for good, but Arthur finds him outside and finally makes the first move :)

Arthur/Eames

General – Teen and Up

No content warnings apply

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12. Arthur is in love with Eames, and he's pretty sure Eames is at least interested in him back. Only problem? Arthur is ace, and not at all sure how Eames is going to react to that. But Arthur's going to talk to him about it, because the alternative is to lose even his friendship with the forger, and that's just not on.

Only the team is also determined to set the two of them up. Will that end up being a wrecking ball to Arthur's fragile attempts at making things work with Eames?

STORY OUTLINE:

Arthur is ace, and no one knows. When Eames invites Arthur to join him for Christmas, Arthur panics and says no - and spends the whole of Christmas regretting it. The team comes back from Christmas break, and everything is awkward. Arthur knows he has to say something or ruin his relationship with Eames forever, and he's going to do that at the New Year's party where Eames will hopefully be in a good enough

But unbeknownst to him, he's not the only one who's realized something needs to happen. Cobb, Ariadne and Yusuf agree that an intervention is in order. And when better to set their two friends up than at New Years? Get them kissing and surely the tension between them will resolve itself.

What could possibly go wrong?

At the New Year's party, Ariadne suggests playing a game of spin the bottle. Arthur is less than enthused, but Cobb and Yusuf both back up the idea. They play a few rounds before it lands on Eames, whom Ariadne dares to make out with Arthur.

There's an awkward beat before Eames moves to do it. Arthur reacts by freezing and shying away physically. Eames takes this a rejection and leaves the room. Arthur sits there, frozen, and then leaves too.

He goes to the bathroom and breaks down, blaming himself for being so stupid and backwards. Eames hears him, and comes in and comforts him. Once Eames realizes what the problem is - that Arthur is ace - he promises Arthur that it doesn't matter to him, he just wants to be close to him. Cue happy end credits.

Arthur/Eames

General

No content warnings apply

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13. Arthur learned a long time ago that he was special, and no else could see the strings.

Or, ‘everything is still the same, but Arthur can see Red Strings of Fate’ AU.

There are moments when Arthur thinks he needs to tell Eames about the strings. Owes him the truth, he thinks, Eames deserves to know. Other times – well.

Eames knows enough, and he has secrets of his own. Arthur is allowed this one.

Maybe someday it will come up on Sunday brunch, or something.

“Oh yeah, by the way, I can see red strings that I’m pretty sure are tied up to being literal soulmates and we have one. Get it? Tied up hehe. Anyway, no pressure or anything. Love the sex.”

Yeah, Arthur, that would go lovely.

Arthur/Eames

Teen and Up – Mature

No content warnings apply

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Ok folks, the next fics are or may eventually get explicit. Minors, we love you guys! Stay safe. Don’t claim them.

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14. Arthur has a goldfish which, long story short, he has convinced himself he only needs to keep alive to prove he is not a hot mess. Except now it’s not looking so good and has a weird sore on its side and he doesn’t know what to do but he can’t just let it DIE. So he takes it to the vet and is scoffed at and told it is a feeder goldfish, they cost less than a dollar, just get a new one.

Two vets later and he’s at the end of his rope when he meets Dr Eames, whose dog is introduced as his PA and goes on all his rounds with him. Dr Eames doesn’t even question it, just starts the exam and tells Arthur to pet the dog and start at the beginning while he works.

Arthur/Eames

Teen and Up – Mature - Explicit

No Content warnings apply*

* Discussions of parental death.

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15. Eames is working with Arthur the first time in a long while, only now it seems that he has a huge crush on Arthur. He doesn't know how else to get rid of the crush and he really can't concentrate on the job when he's thinking about Arthur all the time, so he asks Arthur to have sex with him, to get the crush out of his system. Arthur agrees surprisingly easily and sex is great, but afterwards Arthur doesn't seem happy and Eames' crush is worse than ever. The more Eames tries to get rid of his crush, the more it sticks, and the less Arthur is talking to him. After the job, Eames has some time to think and he realises that maybe neither of them really wanted for him to get over Arthur. He goes to see Arthur to talk to him about it, but they end up kissing and stuff as well.

Arthur/Eames

Mature – Explicit

No content warnings apply

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16. Summary: Eames hasn't seen Arthur in almost four years.

Pseudo- Winter Soldier AU.

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There's no response from Arthur, no recognition in his eyes. No banter, no teasing – a coldness that would leave any lesser man with severe frostbite.

"... Arthur?" The words sound so raw, so gutted in Eames’ mouth. "Are you-" are you alive? Are you dead? Am I dreaming?

He reaches for his poker chip.

But before he can trace the ridges for the familiar grooves, a shot rings out loud like a crack of lightning.

And the last thing that Eames sees is Arthur and how he always remembers him: in his whip-black suit and a smoking gun in his hand.

Bang.

A single bullet tears through Eames' temples, and he is ripped open, pain lighting every nerve in his body like a pinball machine – and he prays to god that this is merely a dream so he can finally wake up.

Arthur/Eames

Mature – Explicit

No content warnings apply

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17. “Taxiing an injured delivery boy around the neighbourhood to help him complete his remaining orders had not been a contender on Eames’ list of potential scenarios for the night. Instead of the morose teenager bleeding onto the synthetic leather of the passenger seat, and the short stack of pizza boxes sliding to and fro across the backseat, the Brit had rather imagined his rental car would serve far more nefarious purposes tonight." -- Essentially, Pizza Delivery Porn Guy Crack A/E AU. Aim: comedic tone with bowchikkawowow.

*Arthur isn't the teenager. He is a customer who ordered pizza.

Arthur/Eames

Mature – Explicit

No content warnings apply*

*There is mention of a traffic accident - no detail, but it might not be someone's cup of tea. Also, not yet at the sexual scene so don't know whether I'll stop at M or go to E.

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18. In the court of the vampire supreme Saito, ambitious human noblemen Eames and Arthur battle for the coveted position of favorite bestower. Winner takes life everlasting.

Arthur/Saito

Side: Arthur/Eames

Arthur/Dom Cobb

Eames/Saito

Explicit

Graphic Depictions of Violence

Bloodplay, Extreme Sadomasochism. Possible Necrophilia

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19. Arthur is an undercover narcotics officer posing as a high school senior. Eames is his teacher, who is taken with Arthur and who feels terrible for lusting after a student. Arthur takes down the bad guys, saves Eames' life, then they smash (after Eames finds out he's a fully grown adult person).

Arthur/Eames

Explicit

No content warnings apply*

*Eames is (shamefully) interested in Arthur, who he thinks is 18 and also his student.

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20. Pre-movie: Dom and Mal are a dominant/dominant couple who want to find a sub they can play with together. Arthur is interested in trying to fill that role.

Arthur/Dom Cobb/Mal Cobb

Mature – Explicit

No content warnings apply*

*BDSM, bondage, dominance/submission, spanking/flogging, roleplay.

#inception #arthur x eames #inception big bang #inception big bang 2019 #inceptiversary

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was tagged by both @aliceinthinkland and @veliseraptor (ahhhh thank you both *_* <3). I know i don’t do these anymore, but I guess the power of my vanity has beaten my anxiety for the moment lmao (in seriousness, I’m super insecure, so this is probably good for me anyway)

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A Moment of Peace

A huge flaw in my writing is that I suck at grounding the reader in the scene. So literally when I wrote this, my #1 goal was to engage the five senses (via Thor whump lol) and really practice that description. (Please don’t reread the first chapter now bc you can literally see me ticking the 5 senses off, one by one lmao.) Even in later chapters, I wrote things massively out of my comfort zone (i.e. fight scenes ew, dialog between more than 2 characters ewwww), and it was really hard, but I think it came out well. And overall, I’m just really happy with my speculation for IW :) Sorry to brag, but even my insecure self can say I like Loki better in this than the canon Loki we got. esp in the chapter I’m writing now :’)

Brothers of Habit

the accumulation of my favorite favorite favorite things ever, including (but not limited to) trauma-bonding/shared trauma, complicated consent, thor whump, loki whump, brotherly angst and comfort, noncon, and noncon recovery. It was one of those fics where The Words randomly appeared at 3am, waking me up and forcing themselves on my crappy phone keyboard in pitch darkness, which, as most authors know, is super fun. (: And I’m just really proud of how the concept (“Thor and Loki have fucked so much that now they can’t stop???”) actually turned out rather.... believably? And not like a crack!fic??? Am both proud and relieved. XD Also I’m happy with the prose itself :D

Tempting Death

obviously this was written like 5 billion years ago, so I hope I can write a little better now, but for that time of my life, it was probably the best writing I was capable of and I’m really proud of it even to this day. Writing about psychological brainwashing on a character post-suicide-attempt is exactly as fun as it sounds (assuming ur like me lmao)

The Little Things

ahh different fandom (and seriously if u like Loki at all for the same reasons that I like Loki, I highly recommend the manga TRC ok), but I am so happy with this fic. o.o One of my biggest irritations about the manga was how Fai, after having an incredibly well done mental illness arc, was like... instantly cured at the end? So this fic was about showing the leftover difficulties in his recovery and how he has to continuously learn healthier and non-toxic coping mechanisms. Much slower recovery, never cured, and just an analysis of how his relationship with Kurogane is healthy&positive all around. I loved writing this <3

One Last Breath

this one isn’t a fic, it’s an original short story I wrote about rape culture and, on recommendation from a professor, am thinking about trying to publish, idk, we’ll see. But I wrote it for one of my assignments last semester, and I just feel like it’s the highest quality of writing I am capable of at the moment, and I’m really proud of it. And if I ever become Not Depressed and magically publish it or (more likely) get rejected too many times, I’ll let anyone who wants to read it ^_^ <3

Tagging (trying to go for people who actually have much more than 5 fics lol or weren’t already tagged): @raven-brings-light @dictionarywrites @zombiecheetah @iamanartichoke @philosopherking1887 @foundlingmother @thotki @pro-antagonist @gorgeousgalatea (and as always, only if you want to :) )

#got tagged #placeholder writing tag #lox talks personal #grandthorki for ts #tw rape #word is used #tw suicidal ideation #because fai and loki are both messes

[charliebattinson]

We’re Best Friends? | Be·fore. [Part 1] | Shawn Mendes

A/N: Hey guys! So I’ve decided to go through with the series but I’m not sure where it’s going to go lmao but yeah here ya go chapter 1!! Also shawn’s POV is in italic form and yeah pls do tell me if the way I write gets confusing! It’s a bit of a slow start! Constructive criticism is appreciated! Thanks!! Love you xx p.s sorry for the grammatical errors

Word Count: 1.4 K

♡ prel·ude ♡ thoughts ♡ ideas ♡ im·pulse ♡ del·i·cate ♡ eu·pho·ri·a ♡ sur·prise ♡ re·as·sur·ance ♡

I never thought I would see you come or be the reason behind it.

I never thought you would be under me, calling out my name and it makes my stomach flip in the best way possible or when you tell me not to stop (don’t worry I never want to) I love the way your hands feel when they grip on my skin or how pretty you are when you’re above me in all your allure while you’re trying to catch your breath because what we’re doing feels so so so good.

We do it again and again because I’m not sure if there’s gonna be a next time. Part of me hopes there is. Maybe the whole me does. Who knows?

I never thought of you in that way but now i think to myself how come I never saw you like that. Why it took us so long to get here or if it’s something we should never have given a go signal to. There are a million things running through my mind it feels like I’m going to get whiplash; it’s a mind game of all the possibilites. The what ifs. If it’s yes or no; Is it good or bad.

Man are we fucked. No pun intended.

I don’t know how we’re going to go back to something we don’t know the way to anymore or if I even want to go- oh wait, I’ve gone way too far into this story. She’s probably telling you the same thing now. Her. Blake. Huh, even saying her name sounds so different now than before but anyways,

☆☆☆

Let’s go back to before.

“So… did you get laid?” I ask with a smirk

Shawn turns to me and he makes a face. He has this cute little pout that makes him look like a 5 year old that didn’t get what he wanted for christmas. “No. I didn’t.” he says.

“What happened? I thought you were so fly! I gave you 5 bucks when you won that bet. Please tell me it was worth it. I could have bought iced coffee with that this morning!” I was wondering why things didn’t work out, the girl wouldn’t stop looking at Shawn last night at the bar.

Shawn opens his mouth to tell me the story but stops to listen to our professor’s discussion about how negative and positive feedback mechanisms help to maintain homeostasis. Whatever the fuck that is! I don’t know how that’s going to help me in opening my own art store in the future. I really don’t.

I pass shawn a note that says “tell me”. He opens it and smiles at me grabbing his pen to write down. I remember we would always do this back in grade school; send each other notes in class and play tic tac toe or hangman when we were bored out of our minds with the lectures “the good ol’ simple days” as I would like to call it.

Except it’s not so simple now huh?

I’m pulled out of my thoughts when Shawn pokes me on the side and hands me back the paper. I open it and start reading it. No wait — trying to read it becuase Shawn has one of the shittiest handwritings ever! The fucker can’t even draw a heart. When I get the chance to understand the words, it says “Tic tac toe first. I’ll tell you if you win.”

Guess who won.

“We were in my car ready to go to my place then out of nowhere she just starts crying saying how much she misses her girlfriend and she felt guilty because she was going to use me.” Shawn sighs as he quietly tells me what happened as we pretend to listen. Honestly why are we even in this class!

“We ended up going to a diner and just started talking about her failed relationship like I’m her psychiatrist!” As Shawn complains, I can’t help laugh at the misfortune my best friend had suffered last night. I try to contain it. I really do.

“Well what happened after?” Shawn leans closer “I convinced her to call her and to work it out which they did. She got picked up at the diner by her girlfriend and they were thanking me for making them reconcile. I swear I felt like Dr. Phil!”

I don’t even try hiding my laugh which causes everyone in class to look up to where me and Shawn usually sit at the top right corner of the lecture room. Fuck me. Shawn did.

“Since you two seem to be in your own world, Mr. Mendes and Ms. Regan, would like you to discuss what you two were talking about?” Professor Spinelli asks

“No sir. We’re sorry” Shawn says

“Focus” Spinelli says as he starts to pack his stuff. “Quiz next meeting. Study well” then he leaves.

I start packing my things to head out for the next class when Shawn pinches my side making me yelp in pain. “Ouch! What the fuck Shawn?” I shout as I rub my side.

“It wasn’t that funny. We could have gotten into trouble!” He says

“It was funny! You’re just too much of a scaredy cat shawny poop!” I chuckle as he scowls. It’s a nickname that stayed ever since we were 6, he used to cry so much whenever I called him that. As we leave the lecture hall and start walking the spacious hallway to our next class, an arm is draped around my shoulder.

”It’s handy that I have my library card because I’m totally checking you out.” the scruffy man speaks

“Geoff! Enough with the shitty pick up lines!” Shawn says.

Geoff has been a close friend of ours. Back in freshman year, we were clueless back then when it came to frat parties so we just hanged by at the kitchen area. He just popped out of nowhere and told us we would be friends. He really meant that shit.

“Ahhhh my two favorite fuckers” Geoff says as he wraps his arms around the both of us shuffling our hairs which annoys me and Shawn.

“What do you want, Geoff? I ask

“Me and the other boys want to celebrate at the grizzly bear since we all passed our exams. Would you two love birds care to join us or you two got a date?” he says.

“Yeah, I got a date. With my book! I can’t go Geoff! I gotta study. I have a quiz!” hoping he wouldn’t see right through me but of course I forgot the other fucker standing beside Geoff that sees right through the bullshit.

“Bullshit! You don’t need to study! Our quiz isn’t till next week! We don’t even have class tomorrow!” Shawn points and stares down at me. Jesus when did he get so tall? We were the same height in high school.

“Okay! Okay! Fine! I just wanna go home! Can I just stay at home please?” I plead. I’m so tired from all the work these couple of weeks. I never get a chance to just relax at home. It’s either i’m in the cafe, library or in the bar with Shawn. Also because whenever we drink with Geoff and the other boys, we all just end up shit-faced drunk and wake up the next day with a godawful hangover. There was a time me and Shawn showed up to class with matching sunglasses.

“Come on Blake! As if you can ever say no to bottomless mojitos! I’ll pay for you. Just hang out with us!” Geoff offers.

Shit! Mojitos! Bottomless mojitos! Free bottomless mojitos!

“You know you want it Blakey!” Shawn tempts me wiggling his eyebrows. They both start wiggling their eyebrows at me.

I think of two options. Option 1 is to be a responsible college student who should learn how to save, should be home studying for upcoming exams and doing other work so I don’t have to cram my ass. Option 2 says screw the studying and drink the night away with my best friend and my other friends that could possibly end up with a hangover because yolo right? So as any other normal human being, of course I chose option 2.

“Alright! Alright! I’m in! What’s the worst thing that can happen?”

Really? What’s the worst thing that could happen?

Oh right.

#shawn mendes #shawn peter raul mendes #shawn mendes imagine #shawn mendes imagines #shawn mendes angst #shawn mendes smile #shawn mendes blurb #shawn mendes fic #magcon #magcon boys #illuminate #illuminate world tour #illuminate tour

[mongniel]

rictusempra

member: kang daniel genre: fluff, harry potter!au summary: daniel is rough when it comes to a game of quidditch. but you weren’t a very forgiving person when he sent you off your broom and pummeled to the ground. a/n: this was supposed to be up yesterday but my dumbass thought i typed it out and queued it already (i didn’t...). FOR DANIEL WEEK, @deepdickdaniel have a happy happy birthday bitch. i didn’t proofread because i was in a rush to finish another one im gonna post today LMAO.

hogwarts was the school to be at. if anyone else thought otherwise, your wand would be pointed up their throat, asking them to repeat what they said.

no one ever questions why you got sorted into slytherin. you were competitive, ambitious, and continuously determined to be the best.

it was no wonder why you were a prefect and on the quidditch team, specifically a chaser.

a really good one at that, but it wasn’t because you were talented or anything. you worked your ass off to be as good as normal players and wanted to excel even further.

everyone was surprised the slytherin that couldn’t even fly their broom their first year was now one of slytherin’s best chasers.

anyway, you had a game. slytherin vs. gryffindor

you honestly hated playing against gryffindor because their seeker, ong seongwu, is constantly not taking the game seriously.

he thinks the game is his comedic stage but he doesn’t realize how much of an annoyance he was.

well, the gryffindor team doesn’t have a hot liking for you either.

you’re the pureblood snake with the stick up your ass. according to them....

plus you’re pretty much the only player they have a real difficult time knocking down because they can’t call you out for playing dirty since you don’t.

(side note: slytherins aren’t always evil and mean!)

anyway, in the middle of the game, you caught the quaffle from another teammate, and in the midst of tossing it back to another member, a bludger hits your left shoulder, causing you to lose balance and fall off your broom.

you fell flat on your back and felt the immense pain that came from your effected shoulder.

your immediate reaction wasn’t even to take care of yourself. it was to find the asshole that hit a bludger towards your shoulder. 

and there he was staring right at you from above. 

you knew exactly who he was. kang daniel, that idiot ong seongwu’s best friend. your automatic assumption was he’s probably the same level of idiot as ong was. 

but fuck, you couldn’t think any further than that because your shoulder was killing you. 

next thing you knew, you were getting treated and was being told that you couldn’t play quidditch until the end of the week. for you, that was already too long away from a broom.

you were heated. daniel probably did it on purpose, you thought. him and seongwu probably plotted this out so you’d step down from practices and games.

they thought they could do that to you? no.

to your advantage, daniel was in the same class as you, your favorite class, defense against the dark arts (dada)

you had a fucked up arm but you’re lucky it wasn’t your wand holding arm.

when the professor asked for volunteers for a duel, you instantly had your hand up. 

“okay, choose your opponent.”

“gryffindor, kang daniel.”

at first, he was stunned. he was goofing off with another student when you were calling him out for a duel. then your professor called him up for the duel.

daniel looked at you then back at your arm. his face said he was sorry, but you couldn’t believe that. he was going to use pity against you.

“let’s start,” your professor said.

“stupefy!” you exclaimed and pointed your wand at him. (spell to stun your opponent)

he was quick and you missed the shot.

“wait, y/n, i’m s––”

“depulso!” (spell to move the target away)

daniel flew across the room before he could finish his sentence.

“take it easy, y/n!” your teacher commanded.

you ignored him as your grip tightened on your wand. 

“expecto pe––”

daniel raised his wand up and pointed at you before you could finish his spell.

“rictusempra.” (spell to tickle your opponent)

you were laughing.... uncontrollably. your dropped your wand and fell on your knees as you couldn’t stop laughing. 

“please, sto–haha!!!” 

your professor used the spell to undo your laughter as he applaud daniel for his quick thinking.

“y/n is a strong competitor. i’m very impressed, daniel,” he said.

that just made you more angry. you even heard daniel thanking the professor.

you grabbed your wand and walked out of class. you didn’t want to hear this anymore, nor did you want to see daniel. he broke your arm and got complimented. what’s next? your prefect spot going to him?

kang daniel. the name made you boiled. 

you did your best to avoid him. the mere thought of him bothered you. 

but little did you know, he’s been trying to find you. literally, he’s been really bothered and feeling extremely guilty for sending that bludger your way to the point where you broke your arm.

when your arm healed, you slightly let your guard down and... well... it lead to an interaction... with him... kang daniel.

“hey!!”

you turned to see daniel waving and jogging over to you with a goofy smile on his face.

your instinct was to get out of there whether it was via your legs or broom. you just didn’t want to talk to him.

he was fast though for a muggle and he had his hand on your shoulder (the one that was injured not to long ago by the way) when he caught up to you.

you bet your eyes were doing its best to burn his hands until they were off. daniel caught the hint and laughed sheepishly as he removed his hand.

“what do you want?” you asked him.

“i just want to say sorry for breaking your shoulder. my aim was totally off and you were going at full speed.. i... i felt so bad for hitting you. i’ve been finding the right chance to talk to you, but you seem like you were avoiding me.”

“well, i was. you broke my arm and humiliated me... twice. defense against the dark arts is my class and you made me a fool.”

“well, you would’ve probably killed me if i didn’t do anything. plus, i thought the rictusempra spell was a better method to you know... not stupefy you but stop you from throwing me like an unwanted doll.”

“it would’ve been less humiliating if you stupefied me,” you mumbled.

“next time, i’ll stupefy you then!”

you glared at him for even saying that.

“you’re really... stupid or something.”

“no, i’m just trying to make it up to you. what do you want me to do? i’ll do your homework––”

“as if your grades are better than mine.”

“i’ll give you some quidditch pointers! look, you’re good, but i know you didn’t start off that way. i can teach you some stuff you probably don’t even know about.”

the offer was tempting, actually.

“fine, but if i see ong seongwu within a two mile radius, i’m leaving.” you just needed a condition to make it seem like you weren’t completely into the whole idea with being around daniel.

“deal. no, ong seongwu.”

these one-on-one sessions were actually useful.

you actually took his pointers seriously. daniel was surprisingly good... he could’ve been a really excellent chaser if he wanted to with the way he can throw the ball.

“nice catch!” he shouted from the other side and soon flew over to you, “you’re doing really good. if not even better than before.”

“... thanks...” your eyes wavered before you toss the ball over to him, “let’s try that one more time.”

you weren’t used to his smiles. no matter how many times he does it to you.

at times, he would laugh too and you really didn’t know why. you were strictly cold towards him, but in return, he was... warm.

it was the next slytherin vs gryffindor game.

you were talking with your teammates and when you were on the field, your eyes found their way to daniel. 

he was talking to seongwu and they were laughing with each other. 

you felt uncomfortable. you wanted to take your eyes off of him, but you just didn’t. when he noticed, you tightened your grip on your broom and your eyes moved in panic.

but he was just smiling at you, waving like... always.

you did your best to ignore him, but during the game... he was alluring. so much so, you thought you were being charmed.

your head wasn’t in the game and you glance at daniel from time to time during the game that you almost got pulled out of the game.

“listen, screw your head back in or i’m taking you out of the game.”

“sorry. i’ll focus.”

and you did. you ignored daniel because he really was a distraction... smiling at you randomly during the game. how rude.

you took ignoring daniel to a new level though, so you didn’t even see him coming when you flew right into his lane.

the two of you bumped shoulders and the impact had you off your broom again.

“daniel!”

you had no idea why, but his name was the first to come out of your mouth. 

you expected to hit the floor again, praying that you wouldn’t break your arm again, but daniel swooped right down to you and caught you by your waist.

you can hear his heavy breathing as his head rested on your shoulder.

“i... caught... you this time.”

when he saved you, your heart was racing and it was not from the adrenaline from falling... and the butterflies just wouldn’t stop. 

you really didn’t want to admit it, but you liked a gryffindor.

#kang daniel scenarios #kang daniel imagines #kang daniel #wanna one scenarios #wanna one imagines

[imagineproduce101]

Noh Taehyun Harry Potter AU

ok before we start i just wanna say i was SO tempted to use a screencap of taehyun “wiping his sweat” (scratching his stomach) in his picture but i resisted the temptation

so obviously taehyun is a gryffindor + extremely close with sungwoon

he’s kind of your classic speak without thinking, foot-in-mouth gryffindor

really enthusiastic about everything he does, but sometimes misses the point of a lesson or activity

his hard work and cheery disposition make up for it though

he also never shuts up

like ever

all his professors are sick and tired of hearing his voice lmao

the first time you experience noh chatterbox taehyun was in class arguing with professor binns

(you were a year younger than him and sungwoon, but a gryffindor as well)

you had a free period, and were heading to the library when mcgonagall saw you and asked you to deliver a note to ha sungwoon

professor binns was like “and what might you want, young lady? are you late for class?”

you’re like um no professor binns i had your class this morning, how do you not know that i’m not in this class??????

anyways you try to deliver the note to sungwoon but professor binns is a hardass and insists that you’re in that class

“no, i’m trying to deliver a note from mcgonagall, please”

and finally taehyun cuts in and he’s like 

“professor just take the note and leave her be, for the love of god!”

you run into him again at a quidditch match

he’s cheering SUPER loudly for sungwoon, and of course, you and your friends are as well

because hello, it’s sungwoon

after the quidditch game, there’s a big gryffindor party in the dorm

you and your friends go, but you don’t participate in any of the drinking games

you just kind of chill on one of the sofas with a butterbeer, watching everyone play some weird drinking game

“you’re not gonna play?”

taehyun took a seat next to you, opening his own butterbeer

“nah, i’m responsible for making sure my friends don’t die” you explained with a laugh

he grinned

“sungwoon has a tendency to get super, super drunk on match nights”

you laughed at that

“you’re a fifth year, right?”

the two of you start a conversation, just about school and quidditch and stuff

as the night’s winding down and your friends want to go back upstairs to your dorm, he hits you with that

“hey, talking with you was fun, we should do this again”

“yeah, for sure”

he sends you this little half-smile that had your heart BEATING

he starts greeting you in the corridors and at breakfast in the great hall

he’s really nice and sweet, and your friends of course pick up on the sudden interactions with him

one day during breakfast, you were just chilling when taehyun came up to you, taking the seat next to you

in true gryffindor fashion, he just turns to you

“hey (y/n), wanna go on a date with me to hogsmeade this weekend?”

you’re taken by surprise, but accept

the date goes really well, you two stop by zonko’s and honeydukes before going to the three broomsticks for butterbeer and a snack

you spend the entire time chatting, getting to know each other

he’s super nice, but definitely loud lol

and he’s also pretty popular, so he greets a lot of people in hogsmeade before turning back to you, doing his best to give you his full, undivided attention as you tell him the story about when you blew up your cauldron in potions

dating taehyun would be like gaining an older brother in sungwoon

sneaking to the boys side of the dorms to snuggle in his bed

cute couple gryffindor t-shirts

holding up banners for sungwoon during his quidditch matches

cute, quick pecks to the lips, contrasted with sudden deep sensual kisses that totally catch you off guard

him blasting music early in the morning, dancing as you groaned, still trying to sleep

you two perfectly contrast and complete each other and your love for each other is noticeable and adorable

#produce 101 #produce 101 imagine #produce 101 fanfiction #produce 101 oneshot #produce 101 scenario #hotshot #hotshot imagine #hotshot fanfiction #hotshot oneshot #hotshot scenario #kid monster #kid monster imagine #noh taehyun #noh taehyun imagine #noh taehyun scenario

[floraldeerprince]

I was tempted to say Professor Layton, but no I am good frien I think so MCU for the fandom?

| Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

Favorite character: Quicksilver he is my Son

Least Favorite character: uhhhhh k unpopular opinion but Peter Parker’s friend in homecoming?????? idk i just found him annoying :////

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): o fucc uhhhhh Steve/Bucky, Eric/Charles, Steve/Tony, Peter/Michelle and Bruce/Some Goddamn Peace

Character I find most attractive: Michelle from Homecoming \o/

Character I would marry: Tony Stark 

Character I would be best friends with: T H O R

A random thought: im rly not that into MCU im making half of this shit up lmao

An unpopular opinion: see least fav character also ngl the homecoming movie dragged a lil for me like personally i found it easy to see all the conflict that was coming and it just made it more painful tbh

My canon OTP: Tony/Pepper

Non-canon OTP: Steve/Bucky

Most badass character: M I C H E L L E

Pairing I am not a fan of: Vision/Wanda

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): (in the comics) Captain America we all know why 

Favourite friendship:Thor and everyone

#panacea-for-the-absent-soul

[omgkatsudonplease]

I just wanted to tell you how much I've enjoyed BTDS--I've forced my girlfriend to read it and I wouldn't be surprised if it became a fandom classic someday. Though I'm 110% ready for the angst train to be over but at the same time I'm sad to leave the universe you've created.

(Sorry I'm on mobile and I hit send too soon smh) What are your plans after you're finished fic wise? Who wrote most of the poetry (or was it split fifty/fifty?) Do you have a chapter you're the most proud of? Sorry for all the questions, like I said I have a lot of feelings haha. I'll be anxiously waiting until Sunday :))

I’m so glad you like it! And wow, that’d be something lmao I’ve always wanted to write a ~fandom classic~ :’D And I’m just gonna say, chapter 12 is minimal angst so far... but that’s kinda to be expected, really. 

Anyway, your questions! After I finish this, I think I want to get back into my schoolwork properly, since I’ve been neglecting it so much (and it’s like, senior spring soooooooo I’m not about to tempt early-onset senioritis). I’ve got two independent studies lined up, and one of them will be doing some more in-depth stuff with the Selkie AU’s universe (in case I do decide to publish it I guess?) I’m fortunate to have professors who are open to nontraditional writing lmao

So yeah, there’s that, but I’m also super duper in love with the works of Satoshi Kon atm, I might make my final in my animation theory class about him, and I do have a roadmap for a Satoshi Kon-inspired AU for YOI (think San Junipero meets Paranoia Agent and Paprika lol) so we’ll see about future fics. I also have a WIP about Viktor Nikiforov posing for the ESPN Body Issue to finish up sooo ;)

For the poetry? The first poem that’s posted in chapter 3 was Leah’s, as well as “Lullabye for a Kuril Seal”, and all the flashback moments in chapter 8. Everything else (I think?) was mine, mostly because Leah got super busy with personal stuff and couldn’t contribute as much as we’d originally hoped for. Non-poetically, Leah also did portions of chapter 2 (mostly the morning after stuff). 

My favourite chapter from a ~literary standpoint~ was probably chapter 9, because the framing of Yuuri’s journal was so much fun to do. It was a complete bitch to write, though, since I had to basically squash ~4 months of angst into one chapter. But I love that it paid off so well; everyone was super blown away by the reverse order of the journal entries haha. In terms of Viktuuri content my favourite is... good lord. Maybe 6? I got so much joy writing out their first date and kiss and all of that. 

No need to apologise for the questions! I love blabbering about my stuff; there’s like a bazillion things crammed into this fic that people don’t notice, or if they do they think they’re being annoying if they ask about it, which they’re not. So feel free to keep talking!

#beside the dancing sea #writing #fanfiction #whalefairyfandom12 #ask