#this fic has a weird vibe

[dudefrommywesterns]

Ship: Mike x Matt Helm

Word Count: 1.3k

Description: Mike tells Lovey about their feelings for Matt.

Mike was laying in a lace nightgown on Matt’s bed, watching him sleep. If they let themselves drift away from reality, they could almost imagine doing this years from now.

He grumbled in his sleep and flipped toward them. He looked much younger when he slept. He could've been any pretty woman’s husband. Many would've jumped at the chance. They couldn't help but wonder why he'd been alone all this time.

They never dared to ask.

The phone rang loudly and Mike answered it, hoping to stop it from interrupting Matt’s sleep.

“Hello?” Mike asked into the receiver.

“Hello, Mike. Is Matt there?”

It was MacDonald.

“Uh, yeah, hold on.”

They shook his shoulder lightly. “Matt, hey, Matt. MacDonald’s on the phone.” They shook him slightly rougher. “Matt.”

He mumbled something incoherent and opened his eyes slowly. He smiled at them warmly when he saw them. “Mornin’.”

Mike's stomach flipped. That smile could make anyone's stomach flip.

“MacDonald’s on the phone.”

Matt groaned. “You woke me up for that? I was having a nice dream.”

Mike rolled their eyes. “I'm sure you were.”

Matt smiled wider. “You were there.”

“Sure. What was I doing?”

“A little bit of this,” Matt said, and pressed a kiss to their lips.

“That all?” Mike asked when his lips left theirs.

“I don't know. You woke me up.”

“The phone rang.” Mike pointed out. “I'm sure it's important. You get paid a lot to be a spy, you might as well do it.”

“Five more minutes?”

“And have MacDonald calling the whole time?”

Matt stretched and sat up. “Grab me a shirt, would you? And some pants?”

“Since when am I your assistant? I don't even get paid.”

Matt kissed them again. “That enough?”

Mike grinned mischievously. “No but I might do it for one more.”

He rolled his eyes and kissed them once more.

They rolled off his circular bed and walked toward his dresser.

Once there, they said, “It's a wonder you don't have this automated. And stop staring at my butt.”

Matt laughed. “Put some clothes on then.”

“You're the only one naked. Also, that wouldn't help.”

Matt laughed again.

Mike threw a turtleneck, a pair of slacks, and underwear at him. “Want a coat or no?”

“Coat.”

Mike tossed him a matching coat to the pants.

Matt slid off his bed and got dressed.

“Why do you want me to leave so badly?” he asked as he pulled his pants on.

“I don't,” Mike admitted. “I just think our country needs you.”

“That's patriotic of you.”

“I don't like the government very much but I like Big O less.”

Matt pulled on his blazer and walked into his bathroom.

Mike walked over and leaned on the door frame. “You're making me regret waking you up.”

“Am I getting on your nerves?”

“Yes but that's not why.”

“Okay, why?”

“You look so cuddly.”

Matt laughed. “I hope the enemy doesn't think I look cuddly.”

“They won't,” Mike said certainly. “You can be very intimidating when you want to be. Especially with a gun in your hand.”

“Anyone looks intimidating with a gun pointed at you.”

He stepped out of the bathroom. “Do I look ready to take on the world?”

“Almost. Don't forget this.”

Mike kissed him.

His hands slid to their hips. “I won't.”

He pulled them into a kiss that made their head spin and their heart leap.

“See you later.”

“Yeah, later,” Mike said weakly, once Matt had already left.

Mike sighed. No matter how confident they acted while he was around, every interaction left them conflicted.

They switched from their nightgown to the short purple dress and thigh high boots they had on when they came in the previous night.

They spotted Lovey on their way out.

“Are you busy?” Mike asked her.

She shook her head.

Mike leaned against the wall and watched Lovey, who was at a desk typing.

“What do you do when Matt’s away?” Mike asked.

“Take calls. Type notes. Call friends. Sometimes I lounge in his bath. Other times I leave. I do have a life, you know.”

“I know.”

Mike bit their lip. “I think I've gone and done something stupid.”

“What's that?”

“I like Matt. I might even love him.”

Lovey frowned. “I see.”

“I know he'll never like me back, not really. I'm not sure if I'm even anything more than a piece of meat to him. I'm not even sure he finds me attractive legitimately. Maybe I'm just…nice to…”

Lovey shook her head. “Matt's not the commitment kind but he doesn't go for anyone he doesn't find attractive.”

“I don't look like any of these women. Hell, I'm not even a woman.”

“I don't think that matters. You have the parts for the job.”

Mike scoffed.

“I just meant Matt finds you attractive.”

“That's great. I like that feeling. I just wish I thought he could like me as a person.”

“I'm not sure how well he knows any of us as people.”

“He should get to know you better. I think he'd like you. I know I do.”

Lovey smiled. “Thanks.”

“Every time we're close, my head spins. I try to act just as confident as he does, just as carefree about the whole thing. That's not how I feel though. I'm just afraid of coming off awkward or anxious. I'm afraid of him not wanting to deal with me anymore. I'm replaceable.”

They sighed. “And look at what beautiful women are into him. Look at you.”

Lovey adjusted her glasses. She rarely wore them in front of Matt.

Mike stared at her for a minute. She really was remarkably beautiful. “If I had my pick between me and you, I'd definitely pick you.”

Lovey smiled. “Thank you but Mr. Helm and I have a strictly business relationship.”

Mike laughed. “You call that business?”

She shrugged. “It comes with the job.”

“Was it in the description?” Mike asked, then added like an announcer: “Needed: A secretary for one, Matt Helm, must be able to type 100 words a minute and write and speak fluent English. Must be down to fuck. Pretty is a plus.”

Lovey giggled. “No. It was an agreement we came to.”

“Does everyone get into agreements with Matt?”

Lovey thought this over. “No, just you and me.”

“Really?”

She nodded. “Everyone else is one and done really. Matt doesn't like getting attached.”

“I know, that's why all of this is stupid.” Mike sighed. “I don't know why I'm telling you. We're not even- are we friends?”

“We could be,” Lovey said, and smiled. “I like you.”

“What a weird way to make a friend.”

“It's as good a way as any.”

Mike shrugged. “I guess so. I don't have a lot of friends. Well, except Olivia, who is why I'm in this mess.”

“Olivia from the June edition of Slaygirl? Third page?”

Mike scratched their head. “Yeah…? Brunette, green eyes, the most beautiful aquiline nose?”

Lovey nodded.

“I don't read Slaygirl,” Mike said.

“Neither do I,” Lovey said. “I write down all of Mr. Helm’s photoshoots.”

“That makes sense.”

Mike laughed to themselves, then said. “If you want an example of a real 'strictly business’ relationship, you should see Olivia. She turned Matt down flat. He almost looked embarrassed. Sometimes I think he turned his sights toward me to soften the blow.”

“Strong girl.”

“Engaged,” Mike said.

Lovey’s eyes widened. “Does her fiance know?”

Mike nodded. “He trusts her completely. And anyway, they’re just photos.”

“A lot of men would've made her quit.”

“A lot of men are insecure,” Mike quipped.

Lovey agreed silently.

“Thanks for the talk. I still don't know what to do about Matt.”

“I wish I could help.”

Mike sighed. “I'm not asking for much. I don't need exclusivity. I just want to have a real date.”

“Then ask him,” Lovey said.

“I guess I could. It shouldn't be too hard, right?”

“Good luck,” Lovey said sincerely.

“Thanks.”

With that, Mike headed out the door.

#self ship #self shipping community #♡ would you like to pose for me? — ⌜ matt helm ⌟ #this fic has a weird vibe #i think it fits the movies well #also lovey has more lines and characterization in this fic than in three movies #I'm not sure who to tag #typewriter dings

[luna-lovegreat]

It's all "links meet aus" and "zeldas meet aus", but where's my "companions meet aus"?

I wanna see midna bash fi and navis heads together for annoying her

I mean can you imagine the sheer chaos of all the Zelda companions meeting and going on a journey together? They're all companions/guides! One of thems a talking hat for hylias sake how are they supposed to take initiative?

I think it'd be like Lu where they all just meet up, but can you imagine the chain just somehow finds out this happened (and twilight is just like guys I am so sorry about midna) (but they're also really oddly touched that all their friends met each other too)

Pretty sure midna would be the sort of leader, since the last time she was in a foreign world she just found the nearest dude and started ordering him around. By like halfway through twilight princess she was literally asking LINK to accompany her to get what she needed.

But like. 90% of the group would be fairies. Which can't heal. One is a talking hat who just needs a head? He can't go on midnas cause she throws him off with her magic hair, poor ezlo is just trying to keep up.

They also have these weird green shadows who come around? They don't talk, but there's a rock, a fish, a bird, and a lady who just appear and stab things and shoot wind water fire and lightning.

Also midnas really confused why wolf link just shows up and kills things every now and then (from botw amibo)

Fi is the one who can talk to Hylia and awaken memories and get guidance and information or whatever, but she only does this by ballerina dancing and the others are always pissed at her anyways "WE DONT KNOW WHAT BATTERIES ARE OR A WII REMOTE WILL YOU PLEASE GO BACK IN SWORD FORM ALREADY" "I detect there is a 90% chance you need a key to open this door" "wow. Your perception is unparalleled fi."

Also there's a boat. A boat. Who is also good at taking charging since he's a king, which causes some friction between him and midna, since she has to grab him by her hair to move him half the time.

And with the fairies. Again. They all offer advice mainly. And with the fairies a lot of their main role is speaking and getting attention and pitching in? They come on an intersection and there's a chorus of bells all shouting the same directions. Ezlo is trying to cover the kings ears from his place on the boats head

Also there's this ghost/spirit of Zelda that everyone just feels REALLY strong loyalty to. But she's just like this kid who wants her body back?! They try to protect her but she can turn into a purple knight and stab things so there's that. I think there's also some animal companions from ooa/oos so.

Side quests are nonexistent they don't care about a village or gathering frogs for a kid they are there to save the world on a mission linear plot it is

And it's interesting because you have so many of them who just vanish and then appear to give loud advice. All at once. And the fighting skills basically fall to those weird green shadows that shoot various elements and fight and randomly disappear. Midna and spirit Zelda can fight, and Fi can too (kind of like how she fights as a sword in hyrule warriors). Also up to you if midna is drop dead gorgeous or devilish imp.

By the end they find whatever enemy so they can go back and midna is so pissed by this point that she hears the word "batteries" from Fi and goes full on fused shadow and just obliterates the jerk

***I have not played all the games so do not know or understand all of the companions and probably got some stuff wrong

Bonus: there is a child in a village named Link who does not have the spirit of the hero. He is stalked for three days until Fi decides his vibes are off and they all stop telling him he's the chosen one

#I just think it'd be really funny ok #they hear the word ganon and go into a blind rage #*finds someone named link* #psst hey kid #you want a sword #we need someone named link to tell what to do please kid #king of red lions: we can MAKE him have the spirit of the hero #fi: he does not have the hero vibes and I would not let him wield me. the batteries- OK WERE GOING FI #loz #Zelda #linked universe #twilight princess #totk #botw #Zelda companions #midna #navi #idk what to tag this I hope that's ok #me: has fifteen analysis posts in drafts #me: has a weird crack fic idea and writes it out #*glances at posts* don't look at me like that

[anoiximera]

Song: Satellite by Koste

So when I first heard this song I couldn't not draw this. It reminded me a lot of my fic (Me Before You) so I drew it ;w; I'm actually in the process of making a animatic thingy to the full song >:]

Needless to say, it's just a lot of pain for the boys. They go through a lot a lot in that fic. Also just to cover my bases: this isn't tcest. Please. No. Just angsty disaster twin content.

Edit: I was asked to add the link to make it easier to find so below is the link to the first chapter!! :> I haven't updated in a hot minute because of uni but I'll be back on it once the semester ends in 2 weeks :]

#rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rise donnie #rise leo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the turtles #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #Me Before You fic #rottmnt fan comic #rottmnt fanart #listen this fic still has me smitten and im the author of it #22 chapters planned and counting sobs #i do have an animatic planned and completed for chapters 12/13 of the fic >:3 #took me three months to finalize sobs #so worth it tho #anyways the song is a vibe and it was my repeat song for months when i first got it #not tcest btw #so dont make it weird please

[waywardstation]

WIP FRIDAY

I apologize for getting this out two days late, I’ve been busy with lots of packing and events! But I have a little reprieve, so I wanted to post another WIP; this one is from Heart Full, Bowl Empty.

BE AWARE THAT THIS SEGMENT INVOLVES A CONVERSATION REVOLVING AROUND UNWILLING BUT INTENTIONAL STARVATION. I know there are people who say they can’t read this fic because of themes like this, so be aware of this before reading this WIP!!

I included this snippet in today’s WIP because I have like three versions of the entire segment this snippet is from. I feel like it’s a really important segment with a really important conversation, and I’ve had a hard time balancing all the emotions the way I want to between Ingo and Akari, with frustration, sadness, anger, and empathy, to realistically get them to the resolution I want at the end of it.

The final version will probably only include a few parts from this particular segment.

Enjoy!!

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“I knew it! You’re doing it again!” Akari’s eyebrows scrunched, trying to understand through the frustration. “You said you wouldn’t!”

“Circumstances will improve soon.” Clearly done with the conversation, that was all Ingo said, but it was confession enough that he had fallen back on his word. Shame contaminated his voice, but if there was any regret, he hid it well.

“No, it won’t!” They were not even half-way through winter yet. “And you know it won’t!”

Ingo said nothing as the kits carefully moved around his slumped form, finding comfortable places to settle around him. She didn’t know if he intended to snuff the conversation out with angered silence, or if he was just too exhausted to care about arguing with her anymore. If it wasn’t for his small occasional signs of movement or acknowledgement, she’d think he was actually sleeping.

Akari carefully stepped into the nesting layers, moving to sit down next to Ingo. She settled with her back against the cavern wall, pulling her knees close as a few kits shuffled around to accommodate her. “You know I’m right.”

Huffing out an irritated sigh and nothing more, it didn’t seem like Ingo had any intentions to engage with her argument anymore.

“You couldn’t even pull yourself up over the ridge,” She prodded at him again, trying to motivate more conversation out of him. “I had to help you!”

“There are many, many factors that go into that.” A reluctant answer, perhaps a reflexive attempt to quell her worry; Ingo feebly rubbed his wrapped hand, almost as a display for his excuse.

“I’ve seen you do more when you’ve been hurt worse.” Akari retorted, a little softer now but still cold.

Ingo’s eyes remained closed, though his hardened expression implied that it came across as more accusatory than she’d intended. But perhaps it was precisely the time to be accusatory.

“Ingo, you’re so tired all the time now – you stopped coming to the training grounds because you just can’t make the trips all the time anymore! And you’re sleeping so much more than you used to, and it’s like you’re always hungry all the time, even though all I see you doing anymore is gathering food!” Akari’s voice grew more jagged as she continued to jab at him, entirely uninterrupted.

It was getting difficult. With Ingo’s tunic still sopping by the bucket, still somewhat red from the exhausted effort of washing out the blood, it could not hide the ribs that pressed out just a little bit more, or help fill out what the waistline had lost under the loosening belt. The abject dread of directly acknowledging that was too much.

“And- and look! You aren’t even willing to hold a conversation with me anymore, and I don’t know if it’s because you just won’t, or because you can’t!” The kits shifted uncomfortably as Akari retreated back into her own frustration instead. “People think you’re sick, Ingo! They’re asking me about you! What are you doing?”

The exhausted man remained where he laid in the nesting material, only moving his hands to rub at his face and sigh — a deep, forced sigh that swelled his side before releasing. Akari almost didn’t think he’d answer her, but with some effort, he propped himself up first onto his elbows, then slumped forward. The teen watched him run shaky fingers through his hair as he sat next to her.

“…I don’t know what I should do.” The guilt. The weary guilt cracked his voice and tore Akari’s anger down to heartache.

#ref for fic #BE AWARE THIS IS DISCUSSING INTENTIONAL BUT UNWILLING STARVATION #tw starvation #just in case #cause I know not everyone vibes with this story #and I’ll say it’s been weird myself returning to these segments I wrote months ago and re-reading them #AND TO BE MORE CAREFUL I talk about a personal situation sort of dealing with this below #a lot has happened in the timeframe of originally writing this and coming back to this #at the end of fall I got very very sick and it lasted well into February #I unwillingly shed thirty-five pounds because I could not eat #and I didn’t notice at all until I stopped and realized just how tight I had to make my work belt #even when family members pointed it out during the holidays when they’d hug me #it wasn’t until someone got very concerned and did something about it that I realized just how bad it was #I’m sure people remember when I mentioned I had gastritis #that’s what all this was I just never really went into detail about how bad it truely was here #so coming back and reading this segment specifically #having written it months before I went through any of this #felt really really weird and a little uncomfortable #I edited Akari’s accusations a little to fit my situation more about a month back #because I did not realize just how much more stuff like this would make you want to sleep #at least in my experience #but it’s been very very just #strange I guess coming back to this #it doesn’t make me want to not work on HFBE anymore it just feels very weird

[sysig]

Wouldn’t want him getting lost now, would we (Patreon)

#Doodles #SCII #ZEX #The Captain #DAX #Me quietly while watching Muppet Treasure Island: Don't | My brain: Haha anyway- ♪ #I don't even have to reread! My brain just does this nonsense! It's still Right There at the forefront of my mind #At this rate I'll have to go pick up Treasure Island from the library *shakes fist* Stevensonnnnnnnnnnn #I will admit that the itch to reread has been growing but mmmmn I've got fics to vet for printing! And that one's technically unfinished! #I mean I might break soon lol but mmmmnnnnn! #Same thing when I was in a Treasure Planet mood years(?! how has it been that long and I still haven't rewatched!) ago #Anyway yes these were inspired by rewatching Muppet Treasure Island lol - it's just one interpretation after the other! #If you happen to go seeking out Professional Pirate you might recognize the second shot as when Jim has been kidnapped by the pirates #I kinda just interpolated from there lol #Same vibe as the set I made a while ago of ZEX piercing the Captain - there's just Something So about ZEX leaving a mark on him! #Not directly altering him (at least more than skin-deep haha) but decorating him! Dressing him up! There's Something about that #Like a living museum - how much does ZEX project onto the Captain? There's a lot of weird vibes around them <3 #He wants A Human and he has His Human but hmmm ♪ #Well for the time being that's his only human - and seeing as he's collared but without a leash in the last one he's not running away! #It's progress haha #Hhhh drawing the Captain in pirate garb really is one of my favourites <3 I had so much fun the first times around and it's still fun! #His hair is for some reason I cannot explain easier to draw in this setting - there is no explanation I can think of but it is! Why fight it #ZEX is also very fun to draw in pirate gear haha ♫ I really think it's one of his handsomest interpretations #I always think he's pretty! But something about the pirate aesthetic adds to his masculinity? :0 #He's still a swishy pirate hehe ♥ Maybe it's the open chest on his tunic haha I just think he's very handsome!

[batsyheere]

"Don't you get it?" Danny scowled, glaring at the heroes who stood around him, previously going on and on about who would take care of him, how his life would go. Discussing him as if he as if he wasn't standing there, listening to them decide his life.

"You're already too late to make any choices for me. You don't get a say in what I do, or where I go. And none of you are bothering to listen in the first place-"

"You are a child." It cut through the sudden silence like a whip. A sudden cold came over the area, a biting chill that did not lessen as Danny stared Batman in the eye and did not waver.

"I was a child," Danny stated. "But now I've had to make mistakes and face them. I don't need an adult to make choices for me anymore. I need one to listen to me, and what I actually need."

#as if #ha someone is one upping the bat #all these batman or the league adopting danny fics leave me with a vibe #the ghost lad has been avoiding adoption via anyone not of his biological line since the appearance of vlad #the closest to parent danny is a time ghost #and jazz #also as if the league gets any say in how to raise a superhero who is a kid #i feel as if this would be the time where jason gets this weird sense of pride and #danny phantom #batman #fic ideas

[nettlestingsoup]

simulation and summer beach nostalgia... that sounds delicious, is there anything you can tell us about it? <3

the basic premise (and bear with me here. just bear with me.) is that jisung died pretty young and his parents uploaded his consciousness to a simulation, and minho is the AI interface programmed to take care of him so that he doesn't get lonely. jisung doesn't know that he's dead, and from his perspective he just lives in a little house on the beach with minho and they watch the sea and collect shells and minho reads to him in the evenings and everything is good and the summer is beautiful.

spoiler: something external fucks with the simulation and jisung begins to realise where he is, while minho tries desperately to keep taking care of him. it's summer nostalgia that turns into the mild psychological horror of realising that your world isn't real, combined with the romance of realising that the person who's always taken care of you is still there and always will be.

it's a lot! i'm aware that it's a lot! but i am DESPERATE to try to write it because it could be stylistically fascinating <3

#look i know it's a bit insane #but the VIBES #you live in a beautiful summer on the beach and everything is perfect and always has been #and then things start going weird #and you realise that every day is the same #and you realise that things don't make sense #and you realise that you don't remember who you are #and you realise that something is off about your friend #and that he knows what's going on #but he's still so kind and so gentle and is trying his best to take care of you #and you realise you've never really looked at him before #and your world is collapsing but he's still there #anyway #ao3 author #stray kids fic #minsung

[tirednotflirting]

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#so the other day i was rereading this fic that i forgot i wrote #some lashton thing from like 2021 that someone reblogged out of the blue #and i was in the living room and i say out loud like ‘oh this is actually pretty good. like i used to be pretty good at this i miss it’ #and roommate who actively does not read or write fic #and in particular has some moral qualms w rpf #and she’s like ‘you’re still good at writing you just haven’t done it in a while’ #and idk it meant a lot in a way i wasn’t really sure how to describe? #i haven’t felt creative in a really long time but it still doesn’t change the fact that i must be capable of it if i once was? #weird vibe. but good vibe. ya know?

[rotisseries]

people are very weird about shockfics like what is up with that

#like. it's a hazing ritual almost cause every fandom has a shockfic so very fandom has that hazing ritual #AND IT'S WEIRD TO ME #you hear about some fic with just absolutely disgusting tags and strange sex acts or whatever #and it's very much NOBODY'S cup of tea and it's got the vibes of something that was DEFINITELY written #to get the “OH MY GOD WHO TF WOULD WRITE THIS⁉️” reaction #and people GIVE IT THAT REACTION #they go on the internet and talk about it CONSTANTLYYYYY #but they have to let you know just how traumatizing it is in a way that let's you think they at least tried to read it #like it's some sort of fandom rite. to have tried to read this fic no one likes #but they still have to let you know how horrible they think it is so you don't think they're into any of that #AND THENNN they follow that up by trying to trick people into reading it?? #comments full of “you should try this fic it's so lovely😊😊😊” on the profiles of TOTAL STRANGERS #IS THIS A FUCKING HAZING RITUAL TO YOU GUYS??? BE SO SERIOUS #I genuinely think it's so weird to be telling any random ass fandom account the weirdest fic you can find and telling them to read it #cause like some of those shockfics are actually abysmal. trying to subject any rando to this is weird of you

[lesbiradshaw]

i wish nonlesbians could be Normal about lesbian headcanons or characters

#both having/stanning then or watching other people who have/stan them #but No somehow it always gets made weird #most often by nonlesbians taking lesbians stereotypes (ex mean lesbian/manhating lesbian/etc); assigning them to x character & running w it #or seeing that someone (usually a lesbian!) has this opinion or view about a character & either: #rushing to say shit like ‘i never wouldve seen it that way’ ‘not really my thing but so valid’ ‘i ship her w [man] but this is interesting #OR just piggybacking to say they hc the character as a different sexuality (which is like ok cool make ur own post then) #sorry but i actually feel like im going crazy sometimes because this happens almost every time i post ab lesbian hcs or lesbian fics. like #the word ‘valid’ gets thrown around so much and i know its not maliciously meant but it feels so backhanded 😭 #like Yeah i know its valid thats why im talking about it. why would i need a stamp of approval #anyways #maybe i Am crazy and no one else has picked up on this but. well #it has been irking me for so long. #also nonlesbians should not be joking ab m/f or m/m ships being ‘lesbian coded’ or ‘giving lesbian vibes’ SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!!!! #carolcore

[the-terrible-theys]

thinking about miles murphy and niles sparks celebrating new years together.

niles riding his bike to miles’ house that evening, judy murphy insisting he have dinner with them. she makes one of niles’ favorite meals because she knows he’d be coming over and she goddamn loves this boy, and niles damn near cries over it. this is the first new years niles can remember that he’s spent doing anything other than sitting by himself in his room with his nose in a book, avoiding the annual new years party his parents always have going downstairs. (it was never as if he was banished to his room or anything, of course. niles has always been free to join everyone downstairs if he pleases. it’s just that it’s always loud and there’s always too many people and he barely knows any of them and no one there is anywhere near his age and there’s a certain awkwardness to being the only kid at a party for adults, and. just less overwhelming to keep to himself.)

judy has to leave because she works odd hours as a nurse, and as disappointed as she is that she couldn’t get the rest of the night off to spend with her son, she’s equally glad that miles won’t be spending the night by himself. miles has niles. she leaves them with matching hair ruffles and a pack of sparklers and a “be careful, i mean it, call me right away if anything happens, love you”.

miles and niles leave with an hour ‘til midnight, ride their bikes side-by-side through the dark, reach the top of the hill that holds their carefully selected firework watching spot (they’d spent the previous couple of days scouting out potential spots and choosing between those for the best possible view) with twenty minutes to spare. niles slings off his backpack and pulls out a bottle of faux-alcoholic sparkling apple juice. miles has never had sparkling apple juice before. they drink it from paper cups. miles decides he does not like sparkling apple juice. niles likes it even though it tastes like shit.

they pull out their sparklers, prepare to light them up as soon as the clock hits midnight. this is a tradition miles has held with his mom for many years. he’s glad to have a second person to share this with. he’s glad that that person is niles. niles starts whispering the countdown in time with his watch, and miles’ practiced hands light his own sparkler with ease as they shout the final seconds. niles fumbles with the lighter, can’t get the stupid stick to work right, so miles puts his hand over his friend’s to guide the lighter. niles finds himself getting distracted by the way the sparks look reflected in miles’ eyes, almost loses count. his own sparkler catches right as they yell ZERO!! and, oh, they both feel so alive. fireworks go off all around them in brilliant bursts of color and sound, and they’re waving their sparklers high in mimicry, and their breath clouds in the cold air, and this is the best new years eve that niles sparks has ever had. this is the best year he’s ever had. and that’s all because of miles.

they—niles and miles, both—look forward to annual repeats of old traditions, to starting new ones. to more years together, and more ends of years together, and more togetherness in general. it’s the best new years eve either of them have ever had.

#this was meant to be a couple of sentences not a Whole Thing but it kind of got away from me #one day i will write them an actual proper fic i swear it #the terrible two #miles murphy #niles sparks #judy murphy #judy is a good mom i love her #yes i know she barely has any personality to her in canon but sometimes love for a character is made of vibes and self-indulgent headcanons #the terrible two books #milnil #nilmil #is it milnil or nilmil i keep mixing them up #apologies for any typos or weird grammar it is late and i’m too tired to read back over it

[gingerbreadmonsters]

skimming through all of the dead text at the end of an old fic is so strange but weirdly satisfying and i could not even begin to explain why

#so like fun fact #all of the sort of half-sentences and not-quite-fully-formed ideas that i've had over the course of writing a fic don't actually get deleted #generally they just get relegated to the bottom of the document until either a) i've reached the point where i want to slot them back in #b) i've reworked the wording or whatever to make it fit better into the rest of the fic #or c) the fic has ended and i've decided i don't want to use them any more #so going back and reading them is kind of bizarre bc all of a sudden i am flung right back into the headspace of that fic and what it #felt like to write it #remembering 'oh yeah i was going to say that wasn't i' #and 'ooh that was a good phrase i should use that somewhere else' #and ' woah this would have been so different if they had done this instead of that' #its that sort of re-reading a diary feeling #the bottom of a fic document is a weird sort of liminal space for me it's fab #i'm back in the 'resist and elongate' document today to do some work on an alternate version #and included in that dead text is a list of the songs i was listening to as i wrote it #so i'm REALLY back in that space and it's great :DDD #the songs are a deeply bizarre mixture but its the vibe to ME #radiohead karma police is still the song of all time #i can drop the list if u like but it might be exposing my slightly hatstand music taste lmao

[autistic-katara]

reading fanfic was way more fun when i had no standards for stuff being in-character or well-written

#he would not fucking say that has ruined things #i wish to return to a world where i don’t click out of a fic instantly bcz a character’s being weird #i mean i can’t read ANY pjo fic atp bcz no one understands any of them like i do #rick riordan occasionally included #which sucks bcz the vibes of pjo fics r so fun but like no one can write in character nd it kills me #maybe i should write my own pjo fic i have multiple ideas- #idk #point is i wish i had no standards for things i like bcz enjoying bad things is the best kinda freedom #i mean why do u think i watch half the shows i do #fanfic #ao3 #ryan shut the fuck up

[leofrith]

31 + leivor for the sensory prompts 🥰🥰

as usual, i am incapable of brevity. so this one shot got away from me real fast. 🤡

31. The cold, sharp smell of the first frost.

For many weeks now, every sunrise has greeted Leofrith the same way.

Each night, long after the rest of the village has settled down to sleep, Eivor steals away into the little house of his that is tucked away in the northwest corner of the settlement. She rarely says a word as she strips herself of her outer layers, folding them haphazardly in a pile next to the hearth. She crawls under his furs and turns her back, hauling him closer by their entangled fingers until his arm lays over her waist, his palm resting over her heartbeat. She falls asleep almost the instant her head hits the pillow. 

Sometimes he joins her. Sometimes he lays there, for moments or for hours with his nose nestled into her hair, and listens to her breath growing slow and deep. 

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#assassin's creed #ac valhalla #eivor varinsdottir #leofrith #leovor #eivor varinsdóttir #eivor wolfkissed #eivor wolfsmal #this woman has too many variations of her name for tags rip #my fellow leofrith girlies!!! (all three of you) come get ya food. #me voice i am so touch starved you know what would fix me? writing almost 4000 words of YEARNING #i am in my feelings #i am tentatively putting this in the main tags and hoping people don't get weird about it #i feel like the vibes here might not make total sense for someone who hasn't been privy to me and parker's absolutely deranged dms #but i tried my very best <3 #i seem to be in the habit of finishing one fic and then not posting anything else for two years so. i'm gonna try not to do that this time. #deathstars #answer #this is a writing tag

[authenticaussie]

I'm trying to pinpoint why I am inherently rubbed the wrong way by a post I saw that was like "oh I can't see genderbend x shipped with canon y" because while normally it's not my jam it's also not something I'm like 🤢 about, and then I clocked that the part I was kicking against was the implication in the last sentence, which was:

"she's too cool for him."

She is the SAME. CHARACTER. When you do a genderbend they should basically be the same character, MAYBE with some societal gender differences from being raised afab or amab depending on how you are genderbending. If an amab version of the character picks his nose then probably the afab version does as well! If the afab version is really obsessed with her looks and presentation and an outward appearance of perfection, then the amab version should ALSO do that (perhaps instead of makeup they get obsessed with presenting traditional masculinity! OR they STILL get obsessed with skincare and clothing etc. it's just all to further masculine presentations instead of feminine! You can have so many options).

And also the weird layer too of, "even though this character has a popular poly ship and a good/fun (in this case, female) love interest, I only ship the two men of the popular polycule."

I don't think this is inherently bad, but when coupled with the concept that a female version of the character would not be shipped with a male version of the character, it paints a very.... specific picture of placing your female characters on a pedestal so you don't actually have to interact with them. An implication that any woman is going to be "too cool" just on the basis of her gender presentation.

#bip bop nari drops #and THAT is the problem that seems to normally occur with genderbends #...anyway i was thinking about it and i was like. yep it's not MY jam #but if i were to see good fic that was afab!genderbend with a amab!canon I'm sure I'd be fine #<- starts thinking about my ships #okay actually i think zoro and luffy would be Weird if luffy was a girl #me: huh i wonder why. it's- #makes zoro a girl in my head and immediately it Fixes itself: oh okay I just think he's Too Gay #i love the way my brain has just. decided. luffy would date Anybody if he loved them #but zoro? 😂 no. that's a homosexual regardless of gender #if luffy fulfilled a traditionally feminine-ish gender presentation and zoro was a man he would not date luffy #if luffy fulfilled a traditionally feminine presentation and zoro was a woman she'd absolutely fall in love #hysterical to me. homosexual aura....your vibes are too strong zoro 😂

[pa-pa-plasma]

I would like to say that. unpopular opinion but I hate the "Danny's obsession is protecting people" thing (more & more every day tbh) because it feels very. Weird to me. Selfish almost?

Like, there's never really an explanation given (in fics) as to why, & it always comes off as. Danny isnt protecting people because he wants to, he's doing it because he's forced to, against his will. If he doesn't, he'll die.

whether your intentions are selfish or not doesn't matter to the person you saved but. it also proves the Fentons right. Phantom isn't helping because he's good. He's not helping because he cares. He's helping because he'll die or go insane if he doesn't. & what if there's no one to save? What if there's peace for a bit too long? Does he cause chaos in order to have something to stop? Or does his ghost half just fade away now that his obsession is fulfilled?

I know where it all comes from & I've seen fics based off this that actually go into detail & all that but lately it seems like a headcanon everyone falls back on for seemingly no reason.

why is his obsession "protection?" like what is the point it just seems so random to be reading a fic & then suddenly BAM it's revealed that Danny will go insane & die if he doesn't run around saving everyone for. some reason? and then they move on like it was never mentioned, & it never becomes plot relevant.

#i really dont see the appeal of randomly dumping this headcanon onto Danny but never taking it anywhere? #i really dont mean to be rude but it's late im tired & genuinely confused #people who make ghost obsessions more like hyperfixations i understand. i go that route #but the full blown Danny losing his mind & all that shit? idk. #i know people have preferences. ppl like shit for no reason sometimes just cuz it's cool #things dont need to have some big explanation #but it's killing me. this is such a huge thing to just casually drop in #it'd be like casually mentioning Danny went through PoT before the events of this fic #but it's just. there's nothing to show it? Danny is just chilling & all That is never brought up again? #like this is a pretty big thing right? Danny will Die For Real if he doesnt protect everyone 24/7 that seems like a big thing to me #Danny being scary & shit i get but like. if you just wanna sprinkle that in to spice things up a bit im sure there's easier explanations #like. Danny is a ghost & has weird vibes. that's a good explanation that doesnt have heavy implications #besides the whole being dead thing but we're already past that #i think i think too much about everything. but it's killing me. it's driving me crazy #why did Phantom's obsession do a total flip in TUE? he killed 90% of the world's population #i guess you can say it was Vlad's influence but also Vlad's obsession is mord ''possession'' than ''murder everything'' #idk i need to lie down & not think about it. enjoy your headcanon by all means im just. overthinking everything