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nobodysdaydreams · 12 hours

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i am holding you at (water) gun point. which fic are you most proud of.

Thank you so much for this ask! It's incredibly sweet, and I'm sorry it took so long to answer!

This is such a hard ask. I'd say SOS, just because of all the cool plot twists, how much it adds to the canon that we never got from the show. If you're sad the show got cancelled and/or need something to fill your time, I'd highly recommend it. I'd also recommend it if you like stories about redemption, guilt, complex/broken family dynamics, plot twists, and forgiveness.

However, in terms of themes, I love my book Martina redemption fic. If you're a books fan and want a shorter fic, I'd recommend this one. The executives in the books were abused as children, and I don't think that wasn't talked enough. I also loved writing this fic, particularly because it concisely expresses my view about redemption and forgiveness, and I think that's a very important message.

Here's a snippet from the fic where Mr. Benedict is talking to Martina. It was one of my favorite parts to write:

“I am being honest with you Martina. I don't think you’re irredeemable.”

The former executive looked up at Mr. Benedict in surprise.

“I think you have done bad things," he clarified, "but I do not think that makes you a bad person. No, I believe that you were a young and vulnerable child who did her very best to survive under very unfair circumstances. I don't see you as a monster, and I don't agree that the world would be better off without you in it. I look at you, and I see a very beautiful and intelligent young woman who my brother kept from enjoying her freedom and sharing her gifts and joy with the rest of society. And I think it would be a shame if you allowed the memory of my brother to continue to limit and suppress your potential. The best way to make up for what you've done is not to hide yourself away, nor is it to destroy yourself. It is to say that you are going to be different from the person my brother tried to mold you into. That you are going to find out who you are and who you were meant to be and be that person instead, despite what he tried to do to you. And that you won't allow the world to be deprived of that person any longer.”

Thank you again so much for this ask, Kats! I hope you have a wonderful day!

#Y'all are so kind #Bods Answers #tmbs #the mysterious benedict society #mysterious benedict society #mbs disney #tmbs disney #mbs fanfic #tmbs fanfic #mr benedict #nicholas benedict #martina crowe

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floorboardchompingfridays · 5 months

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Doesn’t compel the author to do anything other than take the compliment

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Makes me second guess whether I should have bought that insurance

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myfairkatiecat · 10 months

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June 5, 2023, 10:21 PM EST

I am going to write a fanfiction about Nathaniel Benedict being into modern musical theater.

#the mysterious benedict society #tmbs #mysterious benedict society #nathaniel benedict #nicholas benedict #ld curtain #mbs #mbs disney #musical theater #the benedict twins #tmbs fanfic

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mashpotatoequeen · 7 months

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can you make a crossover fic with asoue? like where the baudelaires go to live with mr benedict

also constance and sunny would be besties

Okay-

I don't think I have it in me to write a fill asoue and tmbs crossover, especially cause I know for a fact that a couple of very talented people have already written some truly lovely fics for this exact cocept, but this prompt is definitely making Me Think.

Cause like. You have have this trio of kids. Maybe even six kids, if the triplets are with them, and they are tired. They are traumatised. They have been through one ordeal after another and they are so disillusioned that they're holding onto eachother with nails dug in tight. They're a script that has been written into the marrow of their bones and the Baudelaires have accepted that their lives are tragic ones. No one is gonna be there for them but themselves, their books and their smarts and their teeth.

And then they show up at Mr. Benedict's house.

And the Benedicts are an eclectic and odd bunch. There are so many of them, and between the lot of them its so easy to find people who love books and create machines and make excellent food. I can see Klaus's fingers twitching in anticipation to read a new book as soon as Reynie has finished it, and Violet making little mechanical contraptions for Kate's bucket, and Sunny sitting in the kitchen with Moocho all quite happily.

But that's gonna come later. Cause they're tired, and they're wary. And they've had guardians who were kind and clever and good before. And they died, quite horribly, and it just seems safer to not get too attached.

I think it's going to make a difference, the fact that The Mysterious Benedict Society kids are there and they clearly trust these adults. That, or the Baudelaires (and Quagmires, if they're there too), are gonna watch them with a bit of jealousy and longing fostered into their chests until they eventually realise all that love is waiting for them, too.

(I can see them making a quiet pack among themselves, these unfortunate orphans, to run away before harm befalls these grown ups and ruins the lives of more kids. They wouldn't wish this existence on anyone.)

If I'm honest, though. If I'm really honest. The first thing that comes to my mind when I think of an ASOUE and TMBS crossover is one Number Two.

Number Two, who is peculiar and never sleeps and is incredibly talented and who was never listened to growing up.

Maybe Number Two had her own adventures with VFD. Her own unfortunate childhood where she was thrown into a world of grown ups all trying to get the upper hand, where no one was really good or evil and justice was not wrought. Maybe she dreams of her own snakes, and her own fires, and a bad beginning that steamrolled into a malady of a middle and then an erroneous ending.

Like. I can just see it, in my mind. Number Two's justified rage on their behalf, the way she can look at them as a grown up who made it through a childhood of being ignored, and can empathize. She knows how ugly it can feel, to be that desperate and that clever and that lonesome when all the adults in your life who should have been there to help you just fail you abjectly. The way she would tell them never again and mean it fullheartedly.

(The way she can tell them, hey, you'll get through this, and it won't erase all the hurt and the pain but you'll get to be okay anyway, and mean it.)

It's a family who loves Truth. Who holds it as an ideal close to their chests. I think that these unfortunate orphans could use some of that.

(I want Olaf to go to jail, in this AU. I want him to come to the door cleverly disguised, and I want Number Two to smartly, with no hesitation, punch him in his smug face. I want Milligan to come in with his cuffs and his agent connections, and I want Olaf taken away. I want the Baudelaires to never have to see him again, for him to be a sad pitiful man in a cell who never gets the fame and fortune he so desperately desired to fill up that empty hole in his chest with.)

The Bauldalaires make Pasta Puttanesca, a few months in. Mr. Benedict takes them shopping for ingredients- they take a couple of detours to get books and invention supplies, but that's only to be expected. Rhonda offers some tips and tricks that she's picked up over the years with Violet while carefully chopping the onions, and Sticky excitedly chatters with Klaus about a newly published research paper from one of their favourite authors. Constance and Sunny - who are best friends, and appreciate the other's intelligence- happily discuss favourite foods and peculiarities of being young.

The whole family raves over it, delighting at the handmade pasta and complimenting the sauce. Miss Perumal, Moocho, and the Washingtons take care of the after dinner clean up. The kids are shooed upstairs, laughing and talking over one another and stumbling slightly into eachother's space in the narrow halls. None of them mind, not really.

They have they're whole lives ahead of them, after all. It's going to be okay.

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seirve · 7 months

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hey mysterious benedict society people i have. question. do we know the exact day/time the society met or should i infer based on constance's birthday?

#yes this is for fanfic #the mysterious benedict society #tmbs #tmbs disney #tmbs fanfic #trenton lee stewart #books #help

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teamugsandlightningbugs · 2 years

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I MADE A MR BENEDICT X READER ONE SHOT GOODBYE THS WAS SO SPONTANEOUS

as i said ik nicholas & milligan r in love but shhhh for just this once

#tmbs fanfic #tmbs #mbs #nicholas benedict #the mysterious benedict society #tmbs disney #tony hale #mr benedict #mysterious benedict society #ao3fic #a03 tags #a03 link

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gimmethatagustd · 2 years

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Hello!

I've read a lot of fics in which a member of the bts makes the oc feel good about their body after pregnancy, praises their body and stuff,

I was wondering if you could make a jungkook fic (or any other member if you want) where he's a writer and so can't put in time for excercise, he's lost his abs, his arms and thighs have gotten lose, and he feels like the reader doesn't like him anymore because when they got together back in college, he had all that

He's just worried that he's not pretty anymore, and then the reader makes sure he realizes just how pretty he is in her eyes, that he doesn't need a crazy sculpted body for her to love him, he could have a beer belly for all she cares and she'd still love him just as much

Your fics are AWESOME and I've really wanted to request this one for a while, so I hope you like the idea!

THAT'S MY BABY | JJK

All you want to do is make sure that your boyfriend feels good about himself, no matter how life changes.

» pairing: jungkook x reader

» genre: BTS | 18+ (i guess?? idk i’m bad at judging these things) | established relationship | fluff

» wc/date: 1.4k | August 2022

» warnings: body image insecurities | they shower together, but it’s not sexual

» notes: this request is so cute and unique 🥺 thank you so much for sending this in. i'm sorry it took me a while to get to it, but i hope you enjoy 💖 and thank you to my beta reader @here4btsfics who has a lovely fic about a similiar topic here - pls go and read it, too!

» masterlist | ao3 | send me ur thots 👅

» what was jai listening to? i.f.l.y. - bazzi // nothing feels better - pink sweat$

You were accustomed to waking up to the soft indentation of where your boyfriend’s body had laid in bed beside you. You spread your fingers out, smoothing over the wrinkled sheets and pressing your palm into the remaining warmth from his body. Normally it was the smell of coffee and the click clack of fingertips against a keyboard that coaxed you awake on a sleepy Sunday morning. Jungkook didn’t like waking you up. He tiptoed around the apartment, fuzzy socks sliding along the wooden floors and catching on the occasional rug, thoughts lost in the imaginary worlds he created inside his head.

You were in awe of his mind, never quite privy to everything that went on inside it, though you assumed you wouldn’t fully understand anyway. Creativity was, admittedly, not your strong suit. At least, not in the way it was for Jungkook. His ability to shape fragments of ideas and put them down in beautiful prose was enviable. It came to no one’s surprise that his short story collections were a hit from the very beginning. From anyone else’s eyes, Jungkook was right where he needed to be.

For him, it wasn’t so simple.

With sleep blurring your eyes, you tripped over something on your way to your dresser. Looking down, your toes brushed up against the digital scale you normally kept tucked away in the bathroom. With a frown, you picked it up and headed towards the bathroom.

Seeing Jungkook studying himself in the bathroom mirror wasn’t an unusual sight. He was always evaluating something, be it the way his bangs framed his forehead or how his veins popped when he flexed his biceps. Lately, though, these self-evaluations felt more frequent and harsher than usual.

“Baby, why did you have this out?” You knew the answer already.

Jungkook met your eyes in the mirror and your heart ached at the dark circles beneath his eyes. He shrugged, eyes cast downward. He played with a stray hair tie sitting on the bathroom counter and kept his back towards you.

“I don’t feel good.”

And you knew he didn’t mean that he was sick.

Putting the scale away, you snuck your arms around his waist and hugged his back against your chest. You tried to ignore the way he tensed in your arms or how your initial touch made him flinch.

“I think we should take a hot shower and get some coffee in us. How does that sound?”

Your boyfriend grumbled, but he’d never learned how to say no to you, no matter how shitty he felt. Lucky for him, you only used your power for good.

“Thank you,” you spoke softly as you lifted your t-shirt over your head. It was one of Jungkook’s, far too large for you and worn down to the point you should have probably gotten rid of it by now. But it was one of his old college shirts and the nostalgia made you hold on for a bit longer. Your underwear was next to go, quickly slipped off and following your shirt into the hamper. You felt your stomach flutter when you caught Jungkook watching you undress. Shooting him a small smile, you busied yourself with turning on the shower and getting the temperature the way he liked it.

“Better hurry up or you’ll be stuck with cold water,” you teased as you stepped in. The heat made your skin tingle, raising goosebumps across your arms and the hairs on your skin.

Jungkook followed you soon after, keeping his eyes cast downward as you grabbed his biceps to switch places with him, allowing him the opportunity to stand beneath the water.

You grabbed his shampoo, squirting some into your palm. Jungkook leaned out of the water just enough to open his eyes and cock his eyebrow at you.

“That one’s mine.”

“I know,” you said with a small smile. “Come here.”

Jungkook frowned, but you beckoned him fervently. Once he stood before you, you gestured for him to turn away from you and lean back a bit.

“Why?” he protested and obliged anyway.

Rather than answer his question, you gently dug your fingers into his scalp, manipulating his beautiful hair as you massaged the shampoo into it. Jungkook let out a small gasp and attempted to turn, but you held his head firmly in solace.

“Relax, baby.” You spoke softly. “Let me take care of you.”

“You don’t have to. I’m too tall…” Jungkook mumbled, but you only hushed him.

You dug your nails into his scalp just enough to make his skin tingle, dragging your fingers through his hair. You focused on applying more massaging pressure near his temples and the back of his head. Jungkook carried his stress there, often getting piercing headaches that hung around for days. Once you felt you’d worked shampoo through every strand, you instructed your boyfriend to rinse it out.

He was so beautiful with water slipping down his chest and soft tummy, following wet paths to his hips and tumbling past his thighs. He was a bit paler than usual, but that was expected when he worked tirelessly on a new book, spending little time outside. But your favorite part of him to look at was his face. You loved the little dented scar on his check and the tiny freckles delicately placed around his face. You loved his bambi eyes that now stared at you in confusion, his perfect pink lips parted in an open-mouth pout.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” His cheeks flushed pink and you weren’t sure if it was due to the hot water or embarrassment.

Probably a mix of both.

“You’re beautiful, that’s why,” you said with a shrug of your shoulders and your eyes crinkled in a smile. “Conditioner now.”

Jungkook’s eyes found the floor again, and he reluctantly turned again. “You don’t have to lie.”

You didn’t mean to grip his hair so hard he let out a small whimper, but his comment made your stomach twist. “I’m not lying. Why would I be lying?”

A shrug. A small huff of annoyance.

“I’m different now.”

You tugged on his hair again. Softer this time, but enough to get his attention. “We’re meant to change. That’s what being human is all about. What does staying the same do for us?”

He twisted around to dip his head into the stream of water, hands running through his hair. While he was preoccupied, you reached for your washcloth and bodywash.

“You know I love you always, right? I don’t care what you look like.” You rubbed soap suds across Jungkook’s shoulders. “But I do love the way you look. I love your strong shoulders that hold me up at concerts when I can’t see.” A trail of soap suds weaved along his torso. “I love cuddling up with your chest when we sleep. And I love giving your tummy kisses.” You looped back up to wash his hips and sides. “I love your entire body for keeping you safe, for keeping you healthy. For keeping you alive so I can love you with my whole body and soul.

Jungkook leaned into every one of your touches, his body soft and pliable beneath you. It wasn’t possible for you to tell that he was crying; he managed to keep a straight face and the water washed away his tears. The only indication was the way his shoulder shuddered when he pulled you into a hug. Your bodies pressed flush against each other, your skin slippery from the remaining soap on his skin. You looped your arms around each other’s waists and you let Jungkook smother his face into your neck while he shook in your arms.

“It’s so hard.” His words were muffled against your skin.

“I wish you could see yourself the way I do, baby.” You rubbed circles into his lower back and pressed your fingers to massage his muscles. “You’re incredible. Forget looks for a second, okay? You are so intelligent, and creative, and different in the best way. And you’re kind and thoughtful. The sweetest soul.”

Jungkook’s grip on you tightened and his shaking subsided.

“You bring all that out of me,” he said softly, pulling away to face you eye to eye for the first time that morning.

“So listen to me.” You pressed a gentle kiss to his chest. “Believe me.”

Jungkook nodded with a hint of a smile dancing across his face. It would take time; you both knew that. You both also knew that you had each other, no matter the changes or time passed.

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fandom-queen-13 · 24 days

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What's this? Queenie finished a fic?!

This was literally six months in the making, and I'm very proud of it!

@sophieswundergarten Thank you for giving me the ideas!

Bonus bingo card (I never forgot it)

#queenie writes #fanfiction #my fanfic writing #mysterious benedict society #the mysterious benedict society #mbs #tmbs

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scrimmons · 2 months

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Are you a person who loves The Mysterious Benedict Society and A Series Of Unfortunate Events just as much as me, but since the 2000's there has been no new books to hyperfixatate on? Well I have just the thing for you! Introducing... The Home Of Stone! A cross over by youuuurs truly...(me) and you can read the 5 chapters I have so far right now!

#tmbs #the mysterious benedict society #asoue #a series of unfortunate events #asoue netflix #asoue books #asoue fandom #tmbs disney #tmbs books #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #ao3 link #writing #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #fanfic #crossover #crossover story

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crow-in-springtime · 7 months

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I have a fic idea: a working-on-redemption Curtain takes everyone to the theater to see a performance of Hadestown (no direct relevance that’s just my favorite musical). Everyone is very wary about it but Mr Benedict is excited because he loves spending time with his family and he enjoys going to the theater. Curtain tells them what the shows about, and Sticky informs everyone about all the different versions that exist of the Orpheus/Eurydice story and the Hades/Persephone story and really just Greek mythology in general. They arrive at the theater before he can finish, tragically. Everyone dressed in fancier clothing because Curtain nearly threw hands with Constance about it it’s proper theater etiquette. They run into Jackson and Jillson, who got jobs as ushers at the theater (at least they think they’re usher. Reynie also saw them when he was buying concessions at intermission).

I don’t have anything in the middle worked out, but by the end almost everyone is in tears and Kate hugs her friends and declares she would go to hell for any of them and not look back. (Potential angst moment: she gets separated from everyone as they’re leaving the theater because of all the chaos). Constance, however, fell asleep in her chair. Curtain, after a moments hesitation, picks her up and carries her out of the theater with Rhonda and Number Two on either side of him ready to catch her in case she falls or he drops her. Neither of those things happen though. Almost everyone falls asleep on the drive back. Milligan is driving and Curtain is still awake and now he tries to actually apologize rather than just get in good graces. How that goes depends on my mood while actually writing the fic.

#this may be stupid but I’ll write it anyway. if it is stupid please know that this is what tech week does to a gal’s brain #mbs #mysterious benedict society #tmbs #the mysterious benedict society #mbs fanfic #mr curtain #mr benedict #reynie muldoon #sticky washington #constance contraire #jackson and jillson #kate wetherall #rhonda kazembe #number two #milligan wetherall #ky’s gallery

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mvshortcut · 11 months

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You know what I find fascinating? In the books, the *instant* Curtain learns about Constance's psychic powers, he immediately begins plotting how he can use her. He reacts with delight, exclaiming, "Oh, what a useful little girl you are! I had no idea!" On multiple occasions, he demonstrates his intent and capability to use Constance's powers for his own gain by making her "verify" that his threats are truthful (and that he intends to follow through on them).

When the Ten Men are chasing after the children, there is a higher value placed on Constance's head than the other three children: "She's the greatest catch, at any rate," in TPD, as well as McCracken in Riddle of Ages asking, "Does that frighten you, ducky? To know that you're important to us?" So important that he attempts to trade the safety of the rest of the children for Constance. (Whether he intended to follow through on that promise is another matter.) Point is - her powers make her useful, her powers make her valuable, and Book Curtain and the Ten Men do not hesitate to exploit this.

What's fascinating to me is that we see none of this in the show. The reveal that Constance is psychic is met not with a sick delight, but more with, "Ah, dammit, I should've *known* the tiny girl was psychic. Rats." And then the conversation moves on! Even though Curtain had more pressing issues to deal with at the moment - namely, the return of his long-lost brother - Curtain doesn't even follow this up in Season 2. At no point does he show intent to use Constance's powers to further his own aims somehow. He never instructs Jeffers to give Constance "special attention" in any way.

In fact, the only person we see kidnap Constance for her powers is Garrison - and I would argue that Garrison was less fascinated with Constance's abilities and more so tormented by the dilemma of repairing and perfecting the Whisperer. Constance was the one to destroy the Whisperer; therefore, she needed Constance to take the new and improved Whisperer for a test run, make sure it was failproof. Not necessarily because she wanted Constance's psychic powers to improve the Whisperer somehow. Her improvements were all her own, all science; she just needed a bear to test out the newest prototype of bear-proof packaging.

And I wonder what caused this change between the worlds in the way Constance is treated. Is it the changes made to Curtain's personality? Is it the fact that he has a child in this universe somehow? Is it because Constance was already under his Happiness control when he comes face to face with her in Season 2? (Although you'd think that he'd mention her powers on the phone to Jeffers if this was solely the reason.) Is it the fact that he's too focused on his brother? This seems unlikely to me, as Show Curtain seems to treat the children with a sort of respect as enemies in Season 2, despite the fact that they're eleven. He constantly glosses over the involvement of the adults to insist that Jeffers apprehend the children, so clearly they're important to him. But they're all equally important and threatening to him for their ability to somehow, inexplicably outwit him - not the fact that one of them has psychic powers.

Anyways, I'm not sure where I'm going with this, or if there's even a reason we can pinpoint for this difference. I just think it's a really interesting change and really serves to differentiate Show Curtain's character from the books.

#interested to hear your thoughts!#I was writing a fanfic and thinking of the one I reblogged from molly yesterday and then I noticed this lol #constance contraire #ld curtain #mr. curtain #ledroptha curtain #the mysterious benedict society #tmbs #riddle of ages #just so moth isn't spoiled lol

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