#who else would secretly be a bastard in this AU?

[fandomflotilla]

@expensiveeggplant

See I don’t really see it that way? Because if I know the term right, Tsundere implies they’re into each other from the get-go and the anger is just an excuse to get to know each other.

For Alabastards their ship dynamic is default White Knight, only instead of developing a mutually respectful relationship, they instead diverge into a more toxic direction.

They genuinely do not like each other for basically most of the time up till their hatefucking and a good chunk of time after.

Jaune got off on the wrong foot with Weiss, so she’s just constantly lambasting him.

And Jaune eventually got fed up with Weiss giving him shit even after he stopped propositioning here.

I’m thinking he gets mad at her after seeing her be mean to Ruby. Ruby obviously forgives weiss basically immediately, but Jaune had already went “fuck this shit.” And cussed a bitch out.

And they realized as they were arguing that

a) both of them have ludicrously thick skin because of family/hate crimes and 7 sisters, respectively so it’s nigh impossible to get them actually angry if there’s no malice behind their words

b) they’re pretty much always going to be in close proximity because Ruby and Jaune genuinely love hanging out together, and their teams get along incredibly well

And c) it’s really, REALLY fun to rile the other up.

The rest of their teams are fucking baffled by how seeing each other just turns them into complete assholes, even with all the character development. But also they work incredibly well together when they have a common goal?

Eventually it’s less they hate each other and more they just got used to sniping at each other.

…wait…fuck, I suppose in the end it is kinda two tsunderes who are into each other. Lol

Idk. The vibe still feels different to me? More like belligerent sexual tension than tsundere vibes. Where it’s not that they both secretly love each other and they use anger to cover for it, but it’s more they both love making the other angry/worked up. More hatefuck than reluctant/embarrassed date.

Someone made a lovely comment on one of these posts that mentioned “The opposite of love isn’t hate, it’s apathy.” And those two are anything but apathetic to the other.

…also I’m debating adding other ships/assholes into the Alabastards type AU’s. Low key wanna do one where Ruby demonstrates why she’s best friends with both of them, and one where Pyrrha fucking roasts someone. I’ll have to be careful tho otherwise I’m gonna indulge in my polyshipping tendencies and someone is going to get in the middle of an Alabastards sandwich.

Though tbh it’s not really a full AU or anything, so I’m always open to ideas if people want to have them! Feel free to add some in the notes below!

(Also, guys, if you want me to respond to you directly, please submit an ask or reblog the question. This is a sideblog and I can’t answer replies like in the screenshot without exposing my main.)

#alabastards #jaune arc #rwby #weiss schnee #admin talks #more like #admin rambles #I’m a bit long winded #lol #also #who else would secretly be a bastard in this AU? #because it still needs some ‘straight man’ characters to bounce off of #buttttt #there are multiple characters who would make excellent assholes #*cough* #pyrrha nikos #yang xiao long

[brucewaynehater101]

Okay, you know that hc where Tim Reincarnates as The Trash of the Bat Family? It got me thinking of him scamming and making the "Real League of Assassins". He integrates Pru, Z and Owens early, makes them his people (or assassins disguised as servants).

"Where's the coffee?"

Owens, pouring chamomile tea, "We're all out of coffee, Sir."

"Energy drinks?"

Pru, throwing a trash bag away. "All gone too, Sir."

He integrates Kon before he experiences the SA with Tana Moon and other ladies, and Kon becomes his bodyguard.

"Are we doing something bad?"

"Oh, we're doing something veeeeery bad. To Lex Luthor."

Tim rescuing Damian.

"You're Damian Al Ghul Wayne. You're an Al Ghul and a Wayne. You can do whatever you want. I'm not taking care of you."

Damian, not trusting this lying bastard, secretly follows him around. Tim knows Damian is, and begrudgingly just accepts Damian into his fold until he reaches Gotham again.

"If you die, Timothy, I will dominate the world, kill everyone, and then myself."

I love these additions so much!!!

The "Real League of Assassins" is such a petty name, and I live for it. Just Tim as a kid and his little League of Assassins (depending on how far back he went into the past and how soon he aquires the OG best assassin squad). It would be double hilarious if his "Real League of Assassins" doesn't actually kill anyone, but I also respect Tim's right to commit murder however he deems fit. I like to imagine how mad Ra's would get at the name.

Part of Tim's asshole cover comes from Pru. There's two ways this can go. One, Pru is her complete self in front of everyone (she will break someone's nose no matter their price tag). This causes major scandals and issues for Tim cause how could he hire someone who behaves like that? Or Two, Pru is creepily pleasant and respectful around other company, and Tim continues to act like usual around her. This causes people to pity Pru for having such a horrible boss.

I also live for Bodyguard Kon AUs. You know the two of them are playing a "I know your sickly Victorian child looking ass can beat me up, but I will pretend I don't know this until you tell me why" with a "please stop saving me from every small things because I know you know a sunburn isn't going to kill me." It's dealer's choice on how soon Kon finds out about Tim's vigilante gig. Also, if Kon is a bodyguard in this, is he also Superboy or the equivalent? Does he become a superhero once he finds out about Tim's heroism? There's no way Kon would stick around Tim if he believed the persona Tim kept up.

Cue Tim accidentally forming the YJ again, but this time it's hidden from the JL radars and is a closely guarded secret.

As far as Damian, I absolutely love that quote you included. It's so Damian coded and I live for him threatening to take over the world. I also want to see Tim's reaction and how concerned he is over Damian threatening to kill himself. As an older brother, he legit could care less about Damian managing to kill the entire world. It's Damian wanting to die that scares him.

As far as the AU, Tim is trying so hard to distance himself from the Waynes that his dumbass shouldn't have picked up Damian in person. He was probably too anxious to leave it to someone else, but now he has a tiny suspicious assassin who reluctantly became fond of him.

There's a few different ways this can play out.

One, Tim picks up Damian in his vigilante costume and never unmasks to Damian. The little tot starts to think of this vigilante as maybe a brother before being given to Bruce (angst of abandonment tied with identity shenanigans. How soon does Damian realize that Timothy "Trash" Drake is the one to save him from the League?).

Two, Tim starts off with his secret identity in tact but reveals himself while traveling back. They bond, Damian is left at Bruce's, and, to the surprise of literally all the Waynes, the kid is seen constantly talking to the complete jerk Timothy Drake. Damian is actually nicer to this douchebag stranger than he is to some of his family members. What's equally shocking is how kind Tim is to Damian. Tim hasn't been cruel to children before, but he hasn't gone out of his way to be nice either. This cues investigations into Tim by the batfam.

Three, Damian refuses to go live with his dad and sticks around Tim when they return to Gotham. Depending on when Tim rescues Damian, Tim's fake uncle adopts Damian, and they become brothers legally. When Bruce finds out Damian is his son, he doesn't take the excuse, "I found him on the streets!" from Tim seriously.

#dc comics #dc universe #tim drake #dc au #damian wayne #kon el #dc prudence #thank you for the ask!!!! #y'all remember to be careful when adding romantic relationships to time travel #timkon is cute but the age difference (even though Tim's body regresses) could get spooky here

[thelargefrye]

February Filth Fest : DAY THREE : MIRROR SEX … mature one - shot

paring : ???!yeosang x evil queen!f!reader

genre : snow white au, smut, fantasy, mutual pinning, slight romance

word count : 1.4k

warnings : language, yn stresses about being beautiful, mention of death, allusion to family trauma

smut warnings : mirror sex, unprotected sex, body worship, fingering

honorary tag : @sanjoongie

being queen means to also be the most beautiful, thankfully your magic mirror was always there to tell you so.

DAY TWO ↤ THE MAGIC MIRROR ↦ DAY FOUR

you let out an annoyed sigh as your chamber doors closed behind you. you walked over to your vanity, heels clicked against the floor as you sat down gracefully on the velvet covered bench.

"why the long face, your highness?" a voice speaks up behind you. you look into your vanity mirror to see yeosang standing closely behind you.

you noted that even dressed in a simple blouse and black pants, he looked handsome. the blouse was unbuttoned a little at the top so you could see his chest peeking out. you couldn't help but stare, yeosang was just too gorgeous.

"you're very tense, your highness," he says, hands coming up to massage your shoulders. you let out a sigh of relief at his hands as they slowly begin to help release the tension in your shoulders and you feel like everything that annoyed you today with the court could be pushed to the back of your mind.

"those stupid nobles stress me out, telling me i need to remarry or else that bastard's daughter will take my place on the throne," you say with a huff.

yeosang let's out a laugh at your words, pressing his lips to the crown of your head. "didn't the princess runaway not too long ago?"

"yes, but that doesn't mean she won't try to come back," you said, a frown decorating your lips. your mother's voice however, is quick to fill your ears, screaming at you to not frown.

"frowning causes wrinkles, y/n, and having wrinkles will make you undesirable," she would say whenever she caught you frowning.

you had to be the most beautiful. there was no such thing as an ugly queen.

the king chose you as his wife because you were beautiful, nothing else. his first wife was beautiful and so it was obvious that his second wife also had to be beautiful.

that's why your mother always stressed to you about being beautiful. because if she couldn't be queen, then you would.

she would live her life through you and that's exactly what she did. you remember her forbidding you from seeing yeosang, saying that he will never be able to help you become queen. and so when she found out you were secretly meeting with yeosang behind her back.

she punished you for it.

and so you did what she wanted by marrying the king, becoming a step-mother to his daughter who wasn't that much younger than you, and eventually the queen.

and so when you reunited with yeosang, you knew that you had to get rid of the people that would stop you from being with him.

"don't think of the past, my queen," yeosang's voice shatters you from your thoughts and you look up at him.

"i can't help it, my mother's voice is a constant nagging in my head," you say as you move, attempting to get up, but yeosang stops you. pushing down on your shoulders to get you to sit back down.

"shall i help you destress then?"

you let out a gasp followed by a moan as you watched yeosang stuff your pussy with his fingers. your head was thrown back on his shoulder as his fore and middle finger scissored you open and his other hand came to rub tight circles on your clit.

the large floor length mirror in your chamber perfectly captures both your expressions and yeosang's actions. you can't help the moans that escape you and you know it only encourages yeosang to continue his ministrations.

"y-yeosang!" you cry out and he presses a kiss to your temple before he's curving his fingers inside of you and rubbing against your sweet spot. he repeats these actions, over and over again until the coil in the stomach snaps and warmth overtakes you.

you try to pull away from yeosang's touch, but yeosang holds you close and your orgasm washes over you. he slows down his fingers before he comes to a stop, but doesn't remove his fingers.

"so beautiful," he says, before finally pulling his fingers out of you. you watch his fingers trail up towards his mouth in the mirror. you watch with glazed eyes as he licks your juices off his fingers.

while you are coming down from your climax, yeosang moves you both onto your bed. you are immediately met with your own reflection thanks to the mirror positioned above you. yeosang sits at the foot of your bed, his hands trailing up your legs, over your knees, and to your thighs before letting them run back down.

he brings one of your legs up to rest on his shoulder, and through the reflection you watch as he presses firm kisses on your skin. starting from your ankle and traveling up your body and you watch as his body comes to cover your own in the mirror. hiding all but your face from view as you feel yeosang's lips pressing heavy into your skin.

yeosang presses one final kiss to your lips as you feel him enter you and you moan into the kiss as his cock stretches you out. your arms wrap around his broad shoulders to hold in him close as he begins to thrust into you. the head of cock hitting your sweet spot like his fingers had only a few minutes ago.

you feel a layer of sweat begin to form on your body, your hair sticking to your forehead and you notice yeosang also beginning to look the same. the sound of skin hitting skin filling your ears and you can't help but clench around yeosang.

his own moans fill your ears as his lips press against the shell of your ear and you turn your head just a little bit so the two of you could share a kiss. you're reminded briefly of the last kiss you both shared before your mother forced you away from him. and punishing you for loving him.

"y-yeosang, yeosang! am i... fuck– do you love?" you ask, feeling your legs tremble from the pleasure. yeosang continues to thrust into you, and you look up into the mirror positioned above your bed to watch as yeosang and your bodies become one. his hips move at a hurried pace in order to bring the both of you to your climaxes.

you run your nails down his back and watch the red lines appear on his skin.

"y-yes, fuck– my queen. the most beautiful!" he says before smashing his lips to yours in a kiss full of nothing but lust, teeth, and spit.

yeosang pulls away in order to drill his hips faster into you, spreading your legs further apart and folding you in half effortlessly as he thrusts into you. his thrusts begin to become rushed and out of pace and you encourage yeosang to go faster, knowing that his climax is approaching him. and your own is also close.

then finally, yeosang cums with a cry of your name and you follow seconds later with your own cry.

the two of you lay in your bed next to each other. coming down from your orgasm once again, you find yourself staring into your reflection above you. you and yeosang make eye contact through the mirror and he gives you a smile.

"yeosang... am i the fairest?" you ask and yeosang rolls onto his side, and pulls you closer to him.

"of course, my queen," he says, pressing a kiss to your temple and you smile before closing your eyes and falling asleep in yeosang's hold.

you wake up the next morning feeling better after a long night's sleep. standing up, you pull your robe over your body before brushing your hair. then you look towards the enchanted mirror that hangs on the wall of your chamber. you then stand up and walk over to the mirror.

"mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?" you ask, looking at the enchanted mirror that hung on the wall in your chamber. your purple satin robe was pulled around your body and your hair cascaded down your body. you were as natural as the day you were born.

you watched with a baited breath as the mirror swirled around revealing the face of the magic mirror and your heart clenched.

"you are, my queen," yeosang's voice rings throughout your chamber and you couldn't help the smile that graced your lips, tears rolling down your face.

"perfect."

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[aimportantdragoncollector]

I was waiting until I had a really dramatic prompt aND I FINALLY THOUGHT OF ONE SO LET'S GO

How about a no-quirks AU where AFO is a woman and she marries Second/Third just for political gain? Say Second is the heir to a major weapons developer or Third is the reluctant new head of a certain branch of government—something where their parents could (be manipulated to) set them up with someone else powerful and they wouldn't be able to say no.

Thus Second or Third's tragic and tense crash course into meeting Yoichi! :D

(You can also shuffle the others' genders around if you'd like I just figured AFO would have to be at multiple disadvantages to consider marrying Second or Third even for personal gain lmao)

Female AFO is fun!

1. Yoichi and All for One are both women in this AU, because I want to explore some sisterly dynamics. They're born into a wealthy Japanese family. Their father owns a major weapons development company and very much wanted a male heir. However, he had fertility problems and it took numerous expensive treatments just to have Yoichi. Their father never let Yoichi forget that she was supposed to be born a boy, and although AFO was the perfect heir in every regard, she was never good enough due to not having a dick. Their mother was weak-willed and unable to stand up for them.

2. Yoichi was a sickly, neglected child and AFO became very protective as a result. As children they were very close. By teens, Yoichi had started to feel inferior toward her favored, brilliant, and beautiful sister. As young adults, they fought because Yoichi had ethical objections to the family weapons business.

3. The Shigaraki father started pressuring AFO to get married from a young age, because he's desperate for a grandson. AFO resisted until their father drew up a document to leave the company to Yoichi instead. This could have been a bluff, but on the other hand, the Shigaraki father would loudly go around saying he'd rather see his company destroyed than in the hands of a woman, therefore if AFO didn't give him a male heir than he would let Yoichi dismantle it. (Seriously, this idiot thinks he's King Henry VIII with all this talk of heirs.)

4. We're increasing the tropes to the max in this AU. Second is the bastard child of a weapons development CEO. He was raised by his grandmother. His family called him back as heir after the legitimate son came out as gay and eloped with his boyfriend to Europe. Second didn't want anything to do with them, but his grandmother needed expensive medical treatment so he had to agree. AFO negotiated a merger of their companies (a major accomplishment) and she asked to marry their son to seal the deal. No one consulted Second before marrying him off.

5. Yoichi has an enormous crush on Second, who's an environmental rights activist and the author of her favorite book. She's secretly devastated her sister is marrying the guy she loves, feels too inferior to say anything, etc.

6. Second is very grumpy about being forced into this marriage and rude to Yoichi when they first meet. (More tropes!) However, AFO can't be bothered to plan this wedding due to running the company and keeps throwing Yoichi and Second together to handle the arrangements. Yoichi and Second fall in love, but there's a lot of angst over Second needing to marry AFO to save his grandmother. This culminates in a grand scene with Yoichi screaming "I object!" in the middle of the wedding, then running off with Second.

7. Here's where it gets really interesting. This was all a massive gambit from All for One. While the Shigaraki father is having a breakdown over the public embarrassment of the failed wedding, AFO takes over his company and has him marched out of his office by security. AFO got Yoichi to sign papers giving up any rights to the family business, using guilt-tripping over the groom theft and promising enough money to fund an overseas operation for Second's grandmother. From the beginning, AFO knew about Yoichi's crush and picked Second figuring he would run off with her little sister and thus leave her unmarried, free, and in a great negotiating position with his family to claim compensation. AFO has been deliberately throwing Yoichi and Second together. After all, she's a good big sister who wants her little sister to have whatever makes her happy.

8. AFOs across the multiverse would be screaming at this one for setting Yoichi up with Second. But female AFO doesn't care. She's just sitting on her massive pile of money, planning how she will use this to guilt-trip Yoichi for the rest of their lives, and laughing at her male alternates for totally lacking any subtlety.

(All of my ask game AUs are free to use in my Three Weeks of Trioholders event.)

#bnha #ask game #All for One #Yoichi Shigaraki #Second One for All holder #Third One for All holder #Three Weeks of Trioholders #5 headcanons game #closed ask game #Female All for One #Duo holders #Ichinii

[giurochedadomani]

You replyed to my post twice? 🥰 blessings upon you, your family your cows! Know that every post you make I shove into my brain with the velocity, of a starving lion being presented with the bloated carcass of a dead hippo— I live for your asks and Id die for your answers.

Any who another Mishanks idea. Marriage au but one of them doesn’t know they’re married.

Like Shanks was raised by pirates on a pirate ship his ideas of societal and cultural norms are probably extremely warped. And he’s absolutely head over heels in love with Mihawk and is like yes I shall marry him… what does that entail maybe we drink over sake and i pronounce us in Matelotage (pirate married.) and Mihawk says yes and shanks is over the moon— and look does it make him kinda sad his husband doesn’t want to sleep with him yes but he’s totally cool if Mihawk never does and he’s also cool with Mihawk having his own life and not seeing him for a bit but he does wish he’d stop by more—

Meanwhile Mihawk who isn’t technically a pirate and look he knows some pirate stuff but not like the deep lore has no idea what Matelotage is and is still panicking over his new discovered internal feelings (ew) and like oh god we’re friends but what if he doesn’t see us as something else and god how could I love a man such as him this is so embarrassing and blah blah blah the terrible idea of being known and opening one self to the idea of love and holding hands (Mihawk will puke at the thought.) so you know good old fashion snail paced breaking of emotional repression.

While on Shanks side he’s on cloud 9. Wondering which of these amazingly crafted necklaces his husband would like most from that world government outpost they just stole from.( because Matelotage is a promise to share treasure and Mihawk likes shiny things so who is Shanks to deny his husband all the shiny staby things.)

asdfghjhgfdsasdfg!! I LOVE those types of misunderstandings, and I feel they would fit very nicely with Mishanks. Afterall, Shanks and Mihawk seem to have a RADICAL different stance of: I'm approachable to everybody vs. I'm the most unapproachable bastard in all of the blues, I feel like they would move at wildly different paces when it comes to relationships. Like, I can imagine so much a situation where Mihawk is secretly pleased that Shanks sees him as a friend, that's good, his crush is paying attention to him vs. Shanks being sad because Mihawk is surprised? That he considers him a friend, when he thought they were already...

So the husbands thing seems fitting as hell.

And also, I really hope this ends with the misunderstanding coming to light because Shanks does a version of his speech at the start of the story and says: you can threaten me, and I'll let it slide, but don't you dare threaten my husband.

#Mishanks #dracule mihawk #akagami no shanks #One piece #One piece live action #Opla

[absolutely-normal-about-x]

You know, with people asking "what if _ survived" I gotta ask a weird one...

What would happen if Omega somehow survived in your Legends Reborn AU?

Cuz I mean, technically speaking (depending on what you want to take as canon) he did act as an ally during the ZX incidents.

Food for thought I guess on my favorite psychopath.

OH HUE HUE HUE I BEEN THINKING OF THIS FOR A GOOD WHILE

Strap in it’s gonna be a long one boys

Ah Omega the bastard the Stinker himself the best way to explain him in legends reborn

THE FUCKING EQUIVALENT OF RUNNING INTO AN EXTREMELY POWERFUL SECRET BOSS BY COMPLETE RANDOM CHANCE, THAT UR UNDERPREPARED FOR AND DIE EMBARRASSINGLY!

But the answer to the question. I strongly doubt that Omega would be allowed to roam freely. Especially if you consider that he could have been a HUGE problem to terra if he was set loose there.

However since the Hunters (mainly Axl and Zero pre-X awakening) have been around if Omega were to ever show up to cause trouble Zero and Axl would have dealt with him since ya know No Mother Elf and stuff. He’s powerful but without her presence and other factors he can be dealt with but good luck surviving his bullshit lmaooooo.

Since in ZX and A he’s kinda a secret boss trapped into a pocket dimension this gives me an idea that he was sealed away. Omega is just too dangerous and risky to let him go. So a solution is made to keep him locked away in the set of Ruins and the dimension to ensure he doesn’t cause danger for everyone….yet…

In my interpretation Omega isn’t just Zero’s evil body and shit but rather his own type of cracked up cyber elf. Somewhat akin to the Mother elf in a way. This also affected his appearance as well. He still has Zero’s body but its now a fusion of the armor that he had before, some Cyber elf traits and Draconic quirks. He very much can turn into a monstrous form, but he has shackles around his arms to show that he’s basically trapped/contained. In terms of personality he sort of Chilled out? He's still a menace, a bit of a maniac violent as ever that now only craves battle and destruction but he’s now directionless in a way. Because it turns out living in a cyber dimension for thousands of years can make a person go a lil kooky. But thankfully he goes dormant for long periods of time. Cause again the fucking boredom

Being the menace that he is, Omega did not only cause corruption into the machines that surround the Area to be more aggressive and dangerous. But also causes augmented distortions creating portals to his own version of cyberspace called “Omega Space”, dragging his victims into his own little lair so he can fight/kill them. Cause well this Era is just too boring and nothing ever interesting ever happens aside from dealing with carbons that caught his attention.

These ruins are completely restricted and only Diggers who are S-Class or have very special permission from the guild master are allowed to go to these ruins as they are Rumored to hold incredibly powerful relics and tech but a dangerous monster guards it along with extremely dangerous reaverbots. The only times it is deemed safer to enter is when Omega is “Dormant” but Cyberspace distortions can still happen so it’s recommended to come at least prepared for worst case scenarios.

But at some point something happened that caught his attention. A presence that he hadn't felt for a very long long Long time.

Megaman X and his four pathetic guardians are now in this era! With weaker bodies that match with the Planets population!!

The bastard doesn’t care how and when they made it but doesn’t care. He was ecstatic! Finally!! Sweet sweet revenge!! Finally opponents that not only can put up a fight but also that he would personally reduce them to pieces again! Especially X…he secretly hopes that if that Blue bastard is in this world that would also mean that HE is also around here too!

But also strangely someone else who shares a Link to X himself is around. Bizzare, if he recalled The guardians are the only ones that share a genetic connection to him. But this Boy, unlike the Guardians, is much closer to his “father” compared to the other four.

So young, so innocent so…so…Naive wouldn’t be a shame to see him break under his claws.

He looks forward to meeting him just to crush everything that he knows and loves just like what he did to his dear papa during the Elf wars.

He can wait after all, so there’s no hurry after all. If there's anything that a Digger has is their greed, soon the treasures of his domain will tempt them to come…

#megaman x #megaman legends #Megaman zero #mmz omega #Oh yeah Omega is just a loveable lunatic that just loves problems so he’s stuck in the Hell dimensions for his crimes #eventually The fam is gonna find out #for the first time Volnutt has never seen True fear in fefnir’s eyes during a dig close to where Omega is #;3 #Also sorry that it took a while Anon!! #but thanks for the ask!!!

[tokillamockingbird427]

Silly little idea that Rorke is secretly just this huuuge hopeless romantic at heart. Because it's funny thinking that everyone thinks he's this heartless bastard and then they catch him watching Hallmark romcoms and they never see him the same way XD.

Au where instead of going after the Ghosts he just constantly sends Elias these black roses because he doesn't have the heart to send wilted ones. Sends some small gifts too with it because, "well it's just standard", and they have a note attached 'I'm gonna kill you ):<' (he probably wont) and Elias just has the roses on his desk, cheeky lil smile because he knows if they wanted to kill him they would have. So really he's sending them to let Elias know he's still alive and loves them.

Bonus points if black roses actually secretly do have a meaning to the two of them instead of death or violence, but everyone else believes that's what it means.

Dramatic ass motherfucker HE WOULD.

Rather than go on a murderous rampage he's content with the idea that Elias is kept up at night wondering who's sending him fucking flowers all the time. Fun part is Elias 1) Isn't losing sleep over it. and 2) Knows who it is because who fucking else.

#call of duty ghosts #elias walker #gabriel rorke #ghost husbands #beloved anon

[hoochieblues]

for the wip ask meme, please can i have as much as you feel comfortable sharing about 'funk hole' (an inherently funny combo of words, onomatopoetically speaking) or failing that the nanananana HANNIBAL (im assuming hummed to the batman theme tune)!

Thank you! You can have both! :D (oprahwinfreybees.gif )

Ngl, Funk Hole's title choice is like 50% 'oh this would be an attention grabber heh heh' but the phrase was also WW2-era slang, capitalising on the anger/fear that people were using country hotels or resort towns to hide out away from the bombardment and fighting ('funk hole' having originally been military slang for a dugout). The press really went after certain areas for this, including Torquay, where I lived for... like six months at one point, and distracted myself by reading a lot of local history. (side note: the majority of my family's from Kent/London, and when you listen to people's memories, or just look a map of V2 bomb sites, you can extra see why the idea that wealthier folks were just paying to avoid the reality of war generated so much rage.)

So, it's a queer romantic drama set in 1940s south Devon, in a (mostly) fictional quaint little country hotel run by an eccentric old lady, with help from her quiet, bookish nephew, a socialist conscientious objector saddled with the first name Raleigh. Poor bastard. Cue the cast of weirdoes living in the hotel - a mix of neurotic oddballs, well-heeled assholes, self-styled bohemians and Artsy(tm) types - until a new guest arrives: a recently disabled ex-pilot recovering from his injuries, his stay paid for by a wealthy relative.

You know where this is going. But I promise it's going to be an interesting or at least enjoyable journey. Probably. idk, this one's still largely notes on a proverbial napkin, but it's got all that good potential: the dissolving myth of 'England' in the post-Edwardian mess of the early-mid 20th century; the rapidly changing roles and boundaries of class, gender, and identity; hurt/comfort with graphic skin graft recovery (I read multiple books about Harold Gillies and now everyone else must suffer); characters forced to come to terms with lives and worlds irreparably changed by things beyond their control... and so forth. With luck, I might actually get to writing up the first draft later this year.

Aaaand then there's the Batman Hannibal AU, a concept which is largely @emungere's fault and that is the story I'm sticking to. It is entirely skates dangerously close to crackfic and is not to be taken at all seriously.

More beneath the cut if you dare.

Essentially, Hannibal is Alfred. Mischa is Batman, Chiyoh is Robin (kinda), and Commissioner Crawford has a perpetual headache. And Will Graham is... Dog...Man...?

The Lecter siblings coped with the death of their parents in different ways. Hannibal largely withdrew from society while Mischa secretly became The Bat, a vigilante who fights crime but does not kill, despite the fact that assholes are constantly breaking into Lecter Manor to rob/murder the city's wealthiest siblings. Fortunately, Hannibal's there to keep things neat and tidy... and cater spectacular menus for his beloved little sister's charity galas.

Things get complicated when Chiyoh lays a little too much smackdown on one of The Bat's enemies, and they bring him back to the estate to recover. This one's still in super early stages, but I cannot resist sharing the visual that would never ever leave my head. I'm sorry. Not very sorry, though.

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Shreds of moonlight glanced off the brickwork and made ghosts of the gasoline rainbows in the puddles underfoot. The alarm still blared in the distance, shrill and ignored. Wherever the figure had gone, they were trapped in the alleys now. No way out. Mischa stole forward, boots silent on the greasy asphalt.

Chiyoh sniffed. “Smells like wet dog.”

Mischa shot her a frown. Rain beaded the tight slick of Chiyoh's hair, as dark and smooth as her high-necked black suit. Behind the mask, her gaze stayed firm. Mischa felt her lips twitch.

“What d’you expect?” she murmured. “It’s rough out there.”

Chiyoh sighed and looked away. Movement deeper in the alley drew their attention, and they crept forward. Mischa drew breath to call out to the thief, but something shifted in the dark.

A dog ran out of the shadows, a scruffy white-and-brown little thing, barking and showing his teeth. He stopped a few feet from them, stubby legs planted determinedly square, and let out the squeaky small dog version of a baying howl, back end quivering with over-excitement.

“Buster!” A voice called from the depths of the alley. “Leave!”

The sound of scrabbling paws and footsteps filled up the dark, and a dog pack of varying shapes and sizes burst from the alley. If Mischa hadn’t known better, she’d have said the scruffy little dog looked almost smug. Beside her, Chiyoh reached for a blade, but her hand stopped at her utility belt as three of the larger dogs pushed forward, growling.

“I wouldn’t do that. They’re… protective.”

A figure all in black—black jeans, black sweater, black hat pulled low over unruly dark curls—melted from the shadows behind the dogs. A small blue backpack dangled from his fingers. The kind people who hiked a lot zipped their pets into so that Fido could carry his own snacks and water bottle. Each of the dogs had one, but something trailed from the unzipped backpack in the man’s hand. Even in the dim light of the alley, the strings of diamonds glittered.

“You’re kidding, right?” Chiyoh said, her tone flat. “The Westerley robbery. And you… put….”

She let out a long, weary breath. Mischa lifted her chin. The subway vent behind her hissed. Steam rose, turning white against the cold. It snaked around her ankles, climbing the sleek black of her cape. If he knew who she was, he didn’t seem to care, and that irked her. All of Gotham knew The Bat.

“Who the hell are you, anyway?” She glanced at the pack surrounding him, each with their own little harness stuffed with ill-gotten gains. Seven sets of jaws panted, each furnished with awfully white teeth. “Dog… Man…?”

He stepped forward and clipped the backpack onto Buster, who lifted each paw obediently in turn, never looking away from Mischa. When the guy straightened up, he didn’t meet her eyes, but he wore a hard, crumpled kind of smile.

“Funny. No. You can call me The Packmaster.”

“I don’t think so,” Chiyoh said.

Her hand moved in a blur. The blade flew, silver against the dark. Mischa caught her breath, and it was easy to fall into the rhythm of their training, to read Chiyoh’s body language as easily as her own heartbeat, and to know she was just as readily understood.

Together, no one would stand against them.

#my fic tag #why yes i did spill mischa x chiyoh all over my batman au. oh no the stain is permanent. so sad. #writing tag

[lordisitmine]

📚 fic ask :) 📕📘📗

Hi, I am SO sorry it took me so long to answer this- I'm in a play and today was my birthday and I've been busy but I'm so excited to do this! Since you sent me three I'm gonna give you three! They're gonna be from all across the universe of ships, some I've written for before and some I haven't, but I hope you enjoy!

(and for the rest of you- send me book emojis and I'll tell you about a fic I've daydreamed of but never written)

One: WORKING TITLE - and the gentleness that comes (fullmetal alchemist brotherhood, roy/ed)

I've actually been sitting on a complete outline since 2019 and I've written about 15 percent of it, so it's more than a daydream, but I'm gonna talk about it anyway because I want to finish it but I don't know if I ever will lmao.

It's set ten years after the promised day: Ed is 26 and a new professor teaching theoretical alchemy at central university. Roy is a full general and serves directly under Fuhrer Grummand, who is very old and in poor health. Amestris is a semi-democracy now, with an elected senate that in turn elects the Fuhrer every five years.

Roy and Ed meet by chance at a bar, having not seen each other for a decade, and strike up some sort of... friendship??? Anyway, Grummand dies soon after, and Roy is quickly put on the short list to be the next leader of Amestris. Roy and Ed keep running into each other.

But pretty soon, a conspiracy develops that could threaten the entire nation as well as Roy and Ed's lives, and it doesn't help that they're... falling for each other? Even though Roy is still a bastard and Ed was so annoying when he was a kid. They can't possibly be in love, right?

I really do wanna write this some day

Two: Keeper of the Mountain's Heart (the hobbit, thorin/bilbo)

Hobbit fix-it fic. I also have this whole thing outlined and have written the first chapter and several other scenes. This one has been in the works since spring of 2022. I also plan to write it for realsies.

Thorin, Fili and Kili survive the battle of the five armies. Thorin is badly wounded, but makes a slow recovery. Kili is mostly fine, and Fili's injuries leave him paralyzed from the waist down (I am co excited to write wheelchair stuff for this fic). Bilbo decides to stay in Erebor, just until the spring, when it's safer to travel, and besides, Thorin says he needs him to stay.

The big conceit of the fic is that Bilbo confessed his love for Thorin on Ravenhill, when Thorin had been wounded and lost consciousness. Thorin doesn't remember anything Bilbo said. Also, Dain and the Ironhill dwarrows are invoking an old law that would see Bilbo be executed for stealing the Arkenstone. Thinking quickly, Thorin proclaims that no, Bilbo didn't steal it, he gave it to Bilbo as a betrothal gift. Because they're totally engaged. They've been in love this whole time! And since he doesn't want to die, Bilbo has to go along with it. Shenanigans ensue.

So, fake-dating, mutual pining (because Thorin is also in love with Bilbo, secretly), and amnesia, along with a huge helping of cultural differences, courting rituals and sexual tension. Tropey and wonderful and I like to just think about it when I'm falling asleep at night. And I will write it some day I swear.

Three: Scars You Left (DC cinematic universe, bruce/clark)

I ALSO have this one completely outlined and partially written. It's a soul mate AU where you get the scars of your soul mate's injuries, and if they die, you feel it happen and get a mark that corresponds with that event.

Bruce just never had marks ever, so he always assumed he never had a soul mate. It happens sometimes. No big deal. He never wanted that kind of thing anyway. Love just means you have something to lose- he knows that all too well.

Clark never got any marks- obviously. He wasn't born on Earth, and he's impervious to damage, so he never gets injured- why would he feel someone else's wounds? It's difficult to watch his parents, soul mates through and through- but that doesn't mean he'll be alone forever.

Then, the events of Batman V Superman happen, and when Clark dies, Bruce feels it. he has a starburst scar on his chest, where the kryptonite spear went through Clark. It makes no sense, because Clark wasn't even from Earth. But it's undeniable. And it's the worst truth he's ever had to come to terms with.

And then, one night, months later, Clark digs his way out of his grave, throws himself across country and through Bruce's living room window. And maybe there is such a thing as a second chance.

The main plot follows the 2007 animated movie Superman: Doomsday, wherein Lex Luthor creates an evil slave clone of Superman and wreaks havoc on the world about it. Also lots of mutual pining and angst. I really love to pack in the angst before the happy ending.

These were really more WIPs than daydreams, but that's how I daydream- I write an outline and a couple of scenes to get it out of my system so I can focus on my actual real projects, the ones I'm supposed to be working on. Speaking of work, I have to get back at it, bye!

#lord speaks #50daysat #ask games #royed #bagginshield #superbat #wip #fanfiction #writing #asked and answered

[likesunsetorange]

I am extremely excited about the bodyguard au! Tbh at first I thought it was gonna be a really weird au, but now I can't wait!!! I also want to say that dol is the best eremika fanfic I've ever read ( and trust me I've read A LOT of them). I really hope the next chapter comes out soon cause I really miss it 😭. Your work is amazing!

lol at first glance i can understand that a bodyguard au does sound a little off so i don’t blame you haha but im glad youre excited!! its one of my favs so im really excited to share with yall!

and thank you omg, that means so much!! ik ive been treating dol like my bastard child lmao but i promise it’ll be coming soon ive been working on ch 17!! dol is my biggest love it brought me to eremika and all my friends on here so it’ll always be the favorite 🩵 but thank you again for reading all my stuff, im really glad you enjoy all my silly little stories!!!

here’s a little snippet from ch 17 just bc i feel like i never talk about dol on tumblr LOL i feel like i only do on twitter!!

The pads of Mikasa’s fingertips were gentle across his skin, rubbing soap across his skin in circular motions as to not further irritate the numerous burns the accident left him with. Even the smallest of touches would irritate his injuries, but Mikasa had always been delicate in everything she did.

It was the stark difference between the two of them—Mikasa approached life with a level of caution and tenderness that Eren had never possessed. He had gone through so much of his life approaching everything with a sense of callousness, always brash and aggressiveness, but it was as if all of Mikasa’s benevolence had somehow rubbed off onto Eren. He was certain part of it was a result of all the time they spent together, but also because Mikasa was deserving of all that was good—even from him.

The cool shower stream drew gently against her back, her dark hair slicked back from the water, droplets of water falling gingerly down her face. Her fingers traced the outlines of the where his scars spanned from his wrist to the curvature of his shoulder, some spots more mangled than others. A sullen look washed across her face, and he could see the faintest trace of her lip quivering.

“These are gonna scar,” she said quietly, her voice almost inaudible over the stream of the shower.

“And if they do, it’s okay, I don’t mind. I’ll get to tell everyone who asks how I almost got burned to death trying to play hero,” he attempted to reassure her. She gave him a reproachful look, evidently unable to appreciate the “humor” in his words. His face softened at her expression, knowing despite his constant reassurances, she was still shaken up by the accident.

“Mikasa…” He started softly. “I’m here right now, aren’t I? I’m okay, I promise. You don’t have to keep worrying.” Eren took the hand that was still inspecting his multiple burns and brought it to his chest, just above his heart. “You feel that? I’m alive and I’m okay. I’m here talking to you, and I have no intentions of going anywhere else. I’m here to stay as long as I’m able to—I can promise you that much, cariño.”

Her mouth opened as if to protest but she merely pressed her lips into a thin line, opting to merely nod in response instead. Her eyes had the glossed-over look they did whenever she was about to cry, only he knew that she wouldn’t allow herself to—not now, at least.

Eren’s face fell into a frown, knowing that whatever unspoken thoughts were running rampant in her head, were the exact opposite of not worrying. “Mikasa, look at me,” he urged, tilting her chin up so that her eyes met his. “Please, don’t worry anymore—if not for yourself, then for me. I will do everything on your list to the T, I promise. I won’t even try to still go on my runs like I had been secretly planning to—”

“Eren, what the hell? It’s almost like you don’t wanna get better or something,” she chastised, the scowl he had grown to appreciate perched on her face.

“Which is exactly why I’m not going to anymore, I don’t want you to keep stressing about this—about me.”

#dol #asks #vic’s wips

[ridiasfangirlings]

Sarumi teacher au where Fushimi is a science teacher and Yata is a gym teacher. They like each other secretly but they had a fight years ago so they act like they hate one another in public. Their students can tell something is going on cause their classes get derailed sometimes into just talking about the other person or they would ask the kids about how their science/gym class went and how their teacher for that subject is doing ("they're probably bad at their job!" lol). The kids are tired.

Imagine them just being terribly unprofessional about the whole thing, luckily Principal Miwa doesn’t mind and feels they will work this out eventually. Fushimi is the prickly science teacher who scares all his students but is nonetheless brilliant while everyone likes gym teacher Yata for his open demeanor and friendliness. Maybe Yata and Fushimi were like school friends in this AU but instead of going on to higher education together the way they’d promised Yata instead started student teaching under gym teacher Mikoto, because he felt like he wouldn’t be able to get any further in his studies due to his poor grades. Fushimi though took this as a betrayal and broke things off with Yata totally, and they didn’t see each other again until Fushimi took a science teacher job at the same school where Yata happened to be teaching gym. Yata’s kinda conflicted seeing Fushimi again after the way they ended things but then Fushimi gets this wide grin all so teaching gym is the best you were able to do huh Misaki and Yata’s like never mind I hate that asshole.

The two of them refuse to talk about the feud when asked by their fellow faculty but everyone of course knows about it, imagine literature teacher Munakata gently urging Fushimi to speak honestly to Yata while economics teacher Kusanagi tells Yata to do what he thinks is right but maybe you guys should actually have a talk instead of fighting. They also keep randomly ending up together for various work assignments and even though they’re constantly arguing it’s pretty clear to their fellow staff members that these two have huge crushes on each other and they’re both oblivious.

And naturally even their students have figured out something’s going on, imagine the poor kids who have back to back Fushimi and Yata classes. If someone’s late to gym because science class ran long Yata will snort and be like that bastard can’t ever keep his lectures short, he doesn’t think about anyone else’s classes but his. If someone is late to science because of gym they’re liable to get detention from an irritated Fushimi-sensei who complains about the worthless midget who can’t even teach a real subject, only mindless physical activity. The kids try to not to get their teachers started but everyone who has Fushimi and Yata as a teacher knows what will happen as soon as one hears about the other and it’s like no matter what you say they’ll find a way to complain about each other. (And then there’s the other rumor about some students who had to stay after class and walked in on Fushimi-sensei and Yata-sensei making out in Fushimi’s office, but no one’s really sure if that one’s true.)

#sarumi #Talking K #I like this AU it reminds me of Clamp's Horitsuba #imagine them fighting constantly and being bad influences on the children #all their students are always gossiping about Fushimi-sensei and Yata-sensei #like do you think they're divorced are they dating was there a messy break up #are they making out in the classroom of course they are

[jeweled-blue-eyes]

more Rosalia Judith headcanons:

Penelope was an empath. Rosalia was born with low empathy. She could have turned into a law abiding citizen if she had been born into a loving commoner family. Because of her upbringing she turned cold and ruthless.

she's a misandrist and hates how much her worth as a woman depends on the men she is bound to - either by marriage or relation. Penelope was chasing love because she wanted power and felt like without men she was nothing. Rosalia rejected love and wanted Penelope to do the same. This is when the sisters grew apart.

Rosalia became super overprotective of Penelope when she discovered that Penelope was seduced by her music teacher when she was very young. This controlling behaviour lead to Penelope to seek out the company of men even more because she felt stifled at home by her family's expectations and strict education.

Rosalia had a pet scorpion and a snake when she was a child

was send off to Arlanta's boarding school after her teacher found out that she was the leader of an amateur crime ring

when the news of Rosalia and Penelope's brothers' death in battle reached the family, Rosalia was chosen as the heir of the Judiths and Penelope was to be wed to Claude instead of her older sister like originally planned.

the Judiths were cheated by the Imperial family multiple times. The Emperor promised their daughter would marry a prince as a reward for their service to the crown. They thought their daughter would marry the crown prince not the Emperor's bastard son.

Rosalia disliked Claude and thought he was not worthy of Penelope (no man ever could be worthy of her) but she was strongly against Penelope breaking off her engagement to Claude in order to pursue a relationship with Anastacius. She couldn't point her finger at it but she found Anastacius deeply unsettling

was the one who found Penelope hiding in the black tower after she had run away from the palace (they could enter the tower unharmed because they were descendents of Lucas' master)

the day her sister died she called her stupid. It was also the day when she cried for the first time in her life.

after Jennette was born the doctor thought she was a stillbirth and she was buried by a servant in secret. Rosalia heard the infant's screams and dug her out of the grave. Another AU headcanon I have is that Jennette was born dead and Rosalia resurrected her/breathed life into her with the help of the remains of Anastacius' research that survived the fire. Rosalia had secretly studied black magic in Arlanta and put the finishing touches on Jennette. This would make Jennette months younger than Athy is.

Penelope and Rosalia are mirror twins with defining characteristics like birthmarks, dominant hands, or other features on opposite sides. Penelope had the mana tolerance gene but no magic. Rosalia had a little magic but no mana tolerance gene.

Rosalia never suffered from mana sickness since her body would transfer her mana to Penelope when she was together with her (which was almost always). They would have lived in ignorance of their abilities if not for Anastacius. Penelope's body knew how to consume mana but not how to use it.

love-hates Jennette. she's trying to appease Jennette to vicariously appease her dead sister. her sister's goals and dreams have to become Jennette's goals and dreams. Jennette's life belongs to her sister because she had stolen it from her just by being born into this world.

thinks Jennette is a weird girl even though she was a weird girl herself

there were easier ways to make Jennette crown princess. She chose to poison her in order to teach her a lesson and punish her for treating her enemy like a sister. But also to secure Jennette's absolute loyality and ensure that she would never trust anyone else but the Alpheus/Judiths. The assassination of Jennette was not only revenge against Athanasia and Claude but meant to hurt Jennette as well. As much as she claims to love Jennette, secretly Rosalia hates her for looking like her sister and making the same mistakes as her.

#I crave platonic toxic sister relationships #Rosalia resents Jennette for looking like her sister but she also resents her for not acting enough like her sister #even though she raised her intentionally to be the opposite of her #neglects her all her life and then acts surprised when Jennette fixates on Athy #wmmap #who made me a princess #sbapod #suddenly became a princess one day #headcanons #penelope judith #rosalia judith

[xx-kaitlyn-trixx-xx]

I honestly feel like a horrible writer, but I hope this turned out good.

This is a work in progress i wanted to post here, this is from an au ask about Desmond being thrown back in time as a woman, who came in as shay's Aunt. By blood or simply a woman his father considered his sister des became the his aunt.

The ask was sent to @teecupangel and from there you'll find the thread there, so again I wanted to do this thing after so many idea's broke out and I hope it's well received given im about to go to bed.

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When the eye was activated and that bitch lied about it not being painful all Desmond could do was scream, the pain was unbearable. But he saved the world from burning, sparing humanity for a short while until the next solar flare reared its ugly head.

Finally dying as his vision filled with darkness was a big welcome, especially if it meant no longer feeling like his body was seizing.

Waking up with a loud and very undignified girlish gasp desperate for air while accidentally hitting his head on something as he shot up quickly - or rather he hit someone else's head with his own unintentionally headbutting theme. When Desmond finally steadied his breathing he- more like she noticed alot of changes, being in the body of middle aged teenager going through a onslaught of hormones and emotions was not at the top of her bucket list. At. All. The person she headbutted had been kind enough to reintroduce himself when he had noticed that she didn't respond to her name in her confusion as it would turn out he's her brother.

Somehow des kept the memories of the young girl who tragically died before she was thrown into the girls body, by a godsent miracle the name of the girl who techically owned the body was named Des.

Des Cormac.

Des wasn't truly related to the man she now knew as her brother by any blood relations as she discovered, she didn't even get to grow up with him for that matter. But they had came to see eachother as friends then family. Having almost no documented information made it mildly easier to pass off any slip ups des would make trying to simply survive the time period she found herself in, the mentally grown adult did gather that the girl who died had no next of kin alive at that time and due to the kindness of her friend who later became her brother came to live with him and take on the last name Cormac.

Though the thought of her being a literal dead girl walking did make her shudder at times with disgust or discomfort.

The new last name felt upgrade compared to her previous one, while des, herself, and her father William did make up it didn't mean she could forgot all of what happened on the farm so quickly. The things done being unable to take back as the mental scars remained with her. The last name Miles held too much weight to it, feeling heavy like she was in chains it felt easier to say that part of her died the day she activated the eye in the temple. It was still unclear how she got here, but the woman felt that the isu were more mentally sick bastards for throwing her into the past and shoving her into another person's body.

But god, did a self-appointed retirement, sounded good, with no assassins or templars messing with her life. Just a young woman living her new life, getting to know those around her once more and taking on the odd and in chores to keep her hands busy at all time's as she secretly made lump sums of money on the side by making home remedies that actually work worth a damn.

It was odd the first few times she did so, with the protection of her identity being concealed by a plague doctors mask. She would be a liar if she denied finding some reactions hilarious, however did keep it professional to the best she could. It wasn't exactly hard for her brother to suspect she was up to some shenanigans whenever she vanished from the house and from town an hour or so only to return with herbs and the occasional animal that was processed for their little household to eat, he never confronted her or asked what she did only nodding when she felt she had to reveal her earnings to him to sooth some of his worries. He easily accepted this knowledge, feeling comfortable that he wouldn't need to worry about her too much.

She kept up her assassin training, under the cover of night or in the forests. Which was damn near difficult in a damned dress, her skirts nearly getting her killed or badly injured until she had enough and started to alter her wardrobe to better suit her activities. Only earning odd looks and rumors, older women pitying her as 'that poor unmarried cormac girl'.

Not like marriage was something she wanted anyways.

Having heard many stories about death being caused by people getting sick and seeing the almost- lack of hygiene and cleanliness, she was swift to get the cormac house clean enough that on the off chance someone got sick it wouldn't be due to the house. Afterwards she got strict with her brother to wash his hands thoroughly a few times a day, especially before breakfast and dinner. He did feel annoyed by her rule, however after a while he noticed that of all people in his social circles he was the one less likely to fall ill and came to appreciate his little sister's weird quirks.

#assassin's creed #aunty des #female desmon miles #in this desmon becomes a woman and essentially becomes a mother of two kids. #so tired...enjoy #don't know what to tag this honestly ngl y'all #shay cormac #can i go to sleep in a forever box now?

[liladiurne]

2022 - My year in Fic

Thanks @danpuff-ao3 for the tag!

I probably haven't written as much this year as most of you guys have, because I don't generally write much any given year (due to my horrible snail-paced writing speed 🤣) but there's been a few goodies this year, so I thought I should share! And feel a certain measure of success?

January

Certain Dark Things - (Snarry, E, 50k) Written for Adopt-a-Prompt fest and posted quite late... Based on the prompt: AU. Harry never lived with the Dursleys. He was adopted by the reformed Malfoys as an infant. He is secretly in love with his father's best friend, Severus Snape. Or In which Severus takes a trip to Italy, thinking he'll have a quiet time at the Malfoys' villa, but Harry has other plans. Or... just an excuse to write something loosely based on Call Me By Your Name...

I was wounded. I had suffered irremediable damage. I had seen something sacrosanct that no mortal was meant to lay eyes on, and I was being punished for it. I was like a man possessed, haunted, filled sporadically with a force greater than myself. I wanted to be good, decent, and strong. I wanted to resist the call of his body. But I also wanted to worship him with every fibre of my being. I began to understand the religious fanatics and the zealots. Had I known him when I was a teenager, I would have favoured him over the Dark Lord. I would have followed him to the ends of the earth, built temples in his honour, committed atrocities in his name.

What I felt for him was so deep and so raw I could not quite call it love, but I didn’t know what else to name it.

February

Compulsory Figures - (Snarry, E, 6k) Severus is a four-time Olympic gold medalist and a figure skating legend. He's also a heartless bastard who uses his fame and influence to bed as many pretty young skaters as he can. At eighteen, Harry has just begun training for his first Olympic Games. And he's exactly Severus' type.

The boy has a lot to work on. There are flaws, a considerable number of them, and yet Severus is not surprised that he’s made it this far. Because when he’s on the ice, there is no prying your eyes away. What he does well, he does perfectly, naturally. As easy as breathing. Seamlessly, with such emotion it makes something tighten in Severus’ chest.

He stares darkly from the shadows.

He was not that good at eighteen. He did not have a gift. He’d had to work his arse off just to get to this boy’s level.

He is jealous. And it only makes him want the boy more.

May

An Escape - (Snarry, E, 2k) - Birthday present for my dear Danni. A good excuse to write some filth. A Muggle AU where Severus is a dirtybadwrong Chemistry teacher taking advantage of an abused Harry.

“You must understand that you’re putting me in a very difficult position,” Severus says softly.

“I know,” the boy mutters.

“And if anyone were to find out, I could lose my job.”

“Sir, please. I won’t tell anyone, I swear. I’ll do anything.”

Severus sighs heavily, reluctantly. But secretly his heart is thumping in anticipation. “Very well. Get on with it.”

There is a pause. A few shaky breaths again. Potter’s eyes dart up, look around the empty lot, either to ensure that there is no one around to see, or perhaps hoping for a way out, an escape. But there is no escape, Severus has made sure of it. He’s worked hard for nearly a year to make the boy understand that he is the only escape.

Miraculous - (Snarry, E, 15k) - Written for Snarry-a-Thon. When Severus finds out that the gorgeous and charming young man Lucius set him up with, the one who's accompanying him to his mother's charity ball, is really a hired escort, he is furious and disappointed. At first. But then he realises he can use this to his advantage. After years of celibacy, he's finally found someone he connects with, someone who understands him. And this time, Severus actually has the means to see him again. Or the money. But if money's what it takes to spend time with Harry, then he's more than willing to drain his family's fortune. In an unexpected twist of faith, he might not need to.

What a fool he was. What a bloody idiot. As if a young man like this one, this Godric, could ever willingly want to have anything to do with him. He should have known, if only from the way Godric didn't recoil when he first saw him or didn't find an excuse to leave at once, that he wasn't just someone Lucius had come across and thought would be a good fit for him. Because he is, just like Lucius said, exactly Severus' type. And that's what made him suspicious in the first place, what made Severus believe that there must be more to this than some clever matchmaking. Because not once in over forty years, no matter how much money and prestige are to his name, has Severus ever been able to get anyone of his type. It seemed too perfect to be true. It seemed… nearly miraculous.

August

A Strange Fate - (Snarry, M, 4k) - A birthday gift for my dear Nina. An excuse to write something super artsy. Based on the myth of Pygmalion. Severus is a brilliant but lonely sculptor who falls in love with the beautiful marble statue of a young man he has been working on diligently for years.

The first thing to emerge, from the gaping hole he had made, was the curve of a shoulder. He worked it and polished it right there, in the middle of the opaque block of stone. A delicate shoulder, which he caressed gently afterwards. It looked so out of place and yet so absolutely perfect. It was as if it had always been there to begin with, underneath all the excess marble, and Severus had merely uncovered it. 

It wasn’t the last time he had this impression either. It was so every time he unveiled something new, every time a bit of limb, a glimpse of a muscle came to light. It was so easy. Severus barely felt like he was working at all, merely chiselling at the right places, dislodging the right bits of stone. Whatever was underneath was simply being revealed. 

He wondered sometimes, with a mix of disbelief and elation, whether he was a  sculptor or an archeologist.

And then I started school again and lost all my time for writing... I guess I did update Brighter Than Bright this year, which is a win. And recently started posting a translation, which I'd been meaning to do for a while.

Hopefully I'll have more to share next year!

#tag games #lila posts #lila fics #snarry #snarry fics

[grimalkinmessor]

Read your post regarding those angsty Light as an SAS headcanons. I loved that first fic on your rec list. And it got me thinking.

Any protective (over protective?) L headcanons? AUs? for Light. Since Light is so used to taking it for granted and well, in L's mind, it is an established relationship so protecting Light in that regards falls to L, since Light isn't going to do it himself.

Would prefer it if it doesn't end in L's death 🙈

Aaahhh I don't really see L as someone who gets protective?? I think he's more possessive than he is protective, especially where Light is concerned. By the time they meet in canon, Light can very much handle himself and he regularly does—he'd get annoyed and suspicious if L started butting in every time someone started bothering him. And to be fair, in canon, I think L would be more likely to see if he could use Light's annoyance with the people coming onto him as a way to get him to slip up or confess.

BUT! AUs exist, so I will give you this: L bites.

Light no longer gets harassed on the train because L stands right beside him, and all the other creeps take one look at L and go "Oop someone else found the pretty boy first :/ Damn better luck next time". L exudes weirdo creep vibes and the way he sits on the train makes other people shy away from him, and if anyone approaches Light with nefarious intent (or any intent) L will see them coming and just fucking bite them. And, after Light complains that it's not sanitary to put his mouth on people, L just starts kicking people in the face. Light is HIS pretty little evil schemer and if Light doesn't take care of you quickly, L will do it for him.

L will also sit or lay on Light like a cat when he talks to someone too long or starts to flirt. This has the added benefit of getting Light to notice how often he relies on flirting to get his way and get irritated with himself because that's a fairly obvious way that he 'deals' with his lack of control now that L's pointed it out, and he shouldn't be letting those insignificant irritations have such a lasting effect on him.

In general L attempts to just keep Light from getting too close to anyone else, and this has the half-intended side effect of Light no longer getting touched inappropriately. If Light gets talked to inappropriately, then Light takes care of it. He's a vengeful bastard, after all, and even if he doesn't consider it bad enough to get revenge for, L will make sure that person never comes within fifty feet of Light ever again :) They are not poaching L's significant bother. Light is his and no one else is allowed to be near him or look at him or touch him.

Light protests this, but only mildly. He secretly enjoys how quietly feral L gets whenever someone lingers around him too long, for whatever reason. But Light also can't be grateful to L for inadvertently fixing a problem that Light didn't acknowledge was a problem in the first place, so no kudos for L from Light :/ But Light is far more comfortable in himself and his ability to just,,,,exist without being molested than he would've been without L. So there's that :3

#asks #anonymous #lawlight #tw sa #tw sa mention #yagami light #l lawliet #these two are insane and light's not gonna let a little trauma change that #he will cut you #both verbally and physically #headcanons #death note headcanons #death note #character headcanons #L also doesnt see light as a damsel in distress. he is a dragon and light is his evil witch in a tower that he both protects from the world- #and protects the world FROM #he shields the arrows from light's back while also laying on him to prevent him from firing any back. sometimes light gets one by him anyway #i got way too into this metaphor. what was i talking about?

[waywardstation]

i'mma throw a hot take out: kamado doesn't get general fandom apologism bc the fandom at large doesn't find him pretty or attractive. (they have no taste but i digress)

hear me out.

volo was prepared to erase the entire world, everything that ever was, just so he could meet arceus and recreate the world to his liking. he was willing to work with the being that has been (wrongly) coded as satanic in nature JUST to do that. he groomed and used a vulnerable child to satisfy his own need to see arceus. but he also saw the celestica people, HIS people, die off to foreign invaders who bastardized his culture (the diamond and pearl clans) and then saw colonizers come in and do the same, but now with the added "benefit" of using the wildlife to their advantage. he's not a pokemon trainer, he's a WIELDER. that's a DIFFERENCE. like, he's got a sizeable amount of trauma, but that shouldn't excuse his actions! buuuuuuut he's pretty, so he's secretly a good person deep down. and everyone loves him. and there's fanart and AUs all over my dash of him. and like, he's a great character, and deserves the love, but no. he's a shitbag. he's not good deep down. he has the capability to be BETTER and i'd love to see that, but he's a villain/antagonist just like kamado was.

on the other hand, what does kamado get? hatred for his actions, regardless of his trauma, and like, one piece of fanart for every thirty there are of volo or the submas brothers. like, i'm not arguing that he was right to exile the player character, he was not at all, and i wanted to beat his ass like everyone else until i learned more about him, but i AM arguing that nobody loves the old man like i do and therefore i am correct sldkfjgkbh

(to be clear: this is half-joking, half-serious. i am salty that there are fewer old man smoochers than pretty boy smoochers when the old men are just as complex as the pretty boys, but i'm not gonna judge people for loving volo)

A huge part of it does seem to be in regards to how the fandom views characters’ appearances! I have seen SO MANY posts of people acknowledging Volo’s actions but disregarding what he’s done over their appreciation for his appearance (usually played for laughs but still serious about it to a degree haha)

I think Kamado’s design is seriously a great one, and while I don’t find him attractive (that’s just a me thing though, I only have platonic admiration for the all the PLA characters haha) I do objectively think his design should be appreciated! I don’t talk about him a lot but I really love a lot of his design aspects. I really like his outfit with the golduck design and gradient, and the jacket over it. And his features that point to being professor Rowan’s ancestor are fantastic.

Though in part I do expect the fandom to more appreciate younger characters/young adult characters purely because the franchise itself is primarily for kids and teens. So I am not surprised Volo is popular among the fan base!

But I do agree with you! What Kamado did was wrong, as you didn’t argue that, but there is a lot about him that is good. He just made the wrong choice when things were going very bad, and threatening to put his village in danger for a second time. The first time was traumatic, so the second time around would have been too much for him to go through again; of course he would do drastic things. And again I do joke about him a lot, but genuinely I do feel like his actions are forgivable. What he did was realistically pretty abhorrent when you think about it, but you turned out completely fine (as expected) and he apologized profusely after you reached him. It came from a place of (fresh) trauma, uncertainty, and trying to protect the masses.