#{verse: the force works in mysterious ways}

[desireandduty]

Time Travel Starter for @moonofiego

Although Senator Padmé Amidala was often bound to Coruscant by the sheer volume of work that the many bills she sponsored required, she also gathered a good deal of information through her network of handmaidens, who were more freely able to travel, and the gossip mill in the Senate. Always on the hunt for something to help bring a swift end to the war, she had recently heard a rumor about the Techno Union that she decided was worth having one of her handmaidens investigate.

It was only supposed to be a quick and easy mission for Teckla, who'd been sent to Fondor to confirm that rumor that the Techno Union was developing a new class of battleship for the Confederacy that would severely outfly and outgun the Republic fleet. Teckla had confirmed it only a few days ago, but then her communications with Padmé had gone dark. Since the other part of her mission was to download a copy of the plans and bring them back to Coruscant, Padmé had decided to go and find her handmaiden herself and bring her home along with (hopefully) the plans.

But that had all turned out to be much easier said than done, and now, ten days after departing Coruscant, Padmé finds herself stranded on Fondor, quickly running out of credits, with a downed ship and therefore no way off the planet. Yet... She had managed to send a transmission to Anakin a couple of days ago, and she has every confidence he'll come to her aid soon. Until then, she's determined to either find Teckla or get her hands on those battleship plans.

She's currently working on the former goal, standing in the shadows of an alleyway entrance next to a building where several of the Techno Union leaders are meeting. With a transmitter in her left ear, she is carefully listening in on their proceedings, courtesy of the transmitter she'd hidden beneath the window a few minutes earlier. In her right ear, however, she hears the sound of footsteps approaching louder than she'd like, so she turns around to glare at and wave away whoever might be approaching her.

[desireandduty]

She looked at him with an owlish blink for a few seconds, trying to take in what he was saying. Bespin, in her time, was just a mining outpost. Nothing special. To her knowledge, no one really lived there. But she was... how many years in the future exactly? Forty? Fifty? Things could change, she supposed, in much less time than that. While Kylo piloted them effortlessly through hyperspace, Padmé leaned back in her chair and smoothed her hand over her belly. It felt like the twins (!!) inside her were somersaulting for joy. Somehow she knew they were simply glad to be off the Supremacy, where that creeping sense of dark, festering rage and hatred seemed to seep into every crevice of the ship.

As she'd never been to Bespin, she watched with interest as they docked, taking in the opulence of the berths and the well-fashioned clothing of the uniformed employees managing what looked to be a busy space port. Apparently Bespin had come up in the world in the last few decades. When Kylo looked over at her, she rose to her feet and straightened her spine, nodding in affirmation of his question. "Our first priority should be finding some food and better clothing," she said, taking charge of the situation in a way that was all too natural for her. "Do you have any credits with you? Mine are... well I doubt the Old Republic credits are any good here." She didn't even know what would happen if she tried to show up at a banking station to access her accounts.

They stepped off the ship together, and she tried to look as casual as possible while also observing the beings around them for any sign that something was going to go wrong. They made it several blocks into the city and were just about to enter a promising second hand clothing store when she heard a commanding voice behind them say: "Halt right there and put your hands UP."

Instinctively, she froze in her tracks and looked over at Kylo as she slowly raised her hands above her head.

@desireandduty ://

And now, here they were. Pendulating in hyperspace. Kylo released the controls and monitored the instrument panel. 

"It won't be marked stolen," he answered, somewhat sullen, the wind suddenly choked from his sails. "When we reach our coordinates, it won't matter either way. We're going to Bespin. Heard of it? Your future daughter has friends there. They can help us."

'Friends' was a lavish definition. The Barons could help them, or they could shoot them on sight. Cloud City was not for dreamers. As for the bacta patch, Kylo shook off Padmé's offer with, "It's fine," his bleary eyes feigning focus on the dash, then the overhead panel—he'd memorized their positions, and he didn't have to reach far—withholding from Padmé any sign of the contrary. 

Thirty-seven miles of dyed ore and aluminum composite was the Supremacy, from which they were parsecs away, and where 'Ben,' as Padmé would come to know him, when he was not dispatched to exact the unutterable, had spent all his days, and where he had earned his space pallor. His pallor singed grey by high-energy plasma, the ochreish wet under the ruff of hair at his nape, the only sign of that old life, the only indication of pain. Other wounds were hidden under his mantle of scars and black, mild, or semi-healed, that didn't seem to bother him or weren't as enticing. 

He missed the stars. Hadn't given them half a thought as they streamed by, dancing, until the shuttle came to berth, and Kylo shrank at the sight of the gas giant churning in so much black, like a monstrous coral seeing-orb. They were here.

Every time he looked at Padmé, he felt an echo of the first shock. He could hold her gaze, but his lips trembled with hitched breath. 

"Are you ready?" 

She'd have to prove as strong as he thought she was. Chances were they could only play the variations on warden and detainee for so long. Or vice versa.*

[allurer23]

TURN THE PAGE TO US

Where every chapter begins with a glance, and every page turns toward something more.

Welcome to Dream University — a place where nothing goes as planned, and every unexpected twist pulls hearts closer. Rivalries turn into something softer, chaos becomes a shared story, and every late night, every stolen glance, writes a new chapter. Here, the more the story turns, the more beautiful it becomes. So, turn the page with us, because this is where we learn that sometimes, love is the plot twist worth waiting for.

Status: Ongoing

Author: @allurer23

1. YOU ANNOTATED MY SOUL

In Focus: Mark Lee x Reader

Trope: Academic rivals to lovers

Warnings: Slow burn, witty banter, smut

Synopsis: You and Mark Lee: two English Lit majors, one department, zero peace. You can quote The Waste Land by heart, and so can he—but your shared talent for verse usually ends in verbal warfare. Forced to co-lead a competitive research project, Mark’s infuriating intelligence and maddening focus drive you up the wall. Yet, rivalry softens into playful banter, and late study sessions stretch longer than expected. Turns out, the line between rivalry and something softer is written in pencil—easily erased, effortlessly rewritten.

Status: Completed Part 1 Part 2

2. COLOR ME STUPID

In Focus: Art Major Renjun × Fashion major Reader

Trope: Accidental chaos / unlikely muse

Warnings: Light humor, accidental mess, fluff

Synopsis: Renjun sees beauty in everything—sunsets, spilled coffee, even a crumpled pizza box. The art room is his sanctuary until you accidentally turn his masterpiece into a modern art tragedy. Guilt pushes you to help fix the chaos, and between color debates and midnight ramen runs, you discover that maybe you’re not just each other’s mess... but each other’s muse.

Status: Ongoing Part 1

3. YOU'RE TOO NICE, IT'S SUSPICIOUS

In Focus: Jeno x Psychology major Reader

Trope: Slow burn / mystery crush

Warnings: Slow burn, light mystery, soft romance

Synopsis: Jeno’s the campus heartthrob who smiles like he’s hiding footnotes in a love story only he knows. You’re a psychology major who reads people like open books—except him. After a cafe mix-up, you decide to crack his mystery. Study sessions, late-night jogs, and awkward silences follow, but beneath his cool exterior lies something real. Love might be the experiment neither of you expected.

Status: Ongoing (Coming soon)

4. DON’T SMILE AT ME LIKE THAT

In Focus: Na Jaemin x Reader

Trope: Slow burn / softening the player

Warnings: Slow burn, fluff, mistaken reputation

Synopsis: Jaemin’s a photography major with a camera in hand and a smile that starts more rumors than the gossip accounts. He’s charm and chaos wrapped in perfect lighting. You’re a communications and modeling student—sharp, focused, and wildly uninterested. You hate his smile more than missed deadlines—too pretty, too practiced, and way too effective. But when you’re forced to work together, his lens keeps finding the parts of you no one else sees.

And the boy you pegged as a walking flirt?

He starts looking at you like he’s finally found his favorite shot.

Gross.

But also… butterflies. Reluctant, annoying butterflies.

Status: Ongoing (Coming soon)

5. CAN’T DEBUG THIS: YOU’RE THE GLITCH IN MY CODE

In Focus: Gamer Lee Haechan × Philosophy major Reader

Trope: Enemies to Lovers / Forced Proximity/ Slow burn

Warnings: witty banter, light angst, fluff

Synopsis: Haechan is the campus menace — gamer, flirt, and the reason half the professors have headaches. You’re a philosophy major who drinks matcha, reads Aristotle for fun, and could argue a tree into therapy. You guys are arch-rivals on the radio club, where their weekly segment is basically an intellectual slap-fight.

But when your thesis file corrupts (don’t ask), he’s your only hope to recover it. Forced into a truce, close proximity makes every insult flirtier, every argument crackle with electricity. You hate him. You really do.

So why does your heart glitch every time he winks?

Status: Ongoing (Coming soon)

6. MY BASKETBALL WAS ALWAYS IN YOUR BACKSTAGE

In Focus: Basketball Captain Zhong Chenle × Theatre major Reader

Trope: Childhood friends to lovers

Warnings: Slow burn, nostalgia, soft romance

Synopsis: Chenle, a basketball lover and business whiz who’s all about strategies and his dog—feelings? Hard pass. You’re a theatre enthusiast who lives for the stage, analyzes screenplays like sacred texts, and once cried during a Pixar trailer.

Thrown together for a campus festival, old familiarity turns into something deeper. Between rehearsals and set building, quiet moments spark new feelings—proof that some homes are worth falling for, again.

You gave him his first basketball, and he gave you your first crush. Years later, you reconnect, and it feels the same—but also very, very different. Like… kiss-me-in-the-wings different.

Status: Ongoing (Coming soon)

7. STEP 1: DON’T LOOK — STEP 2: OH GOD, SHE’S LOOKING

In Focus: Dancer Park Jisung × Performing Arts Reader

Tropes: Opposites attract, slow burn, dance partners, unspoken feelings, shy guy x outgoing girl

Warnings: Fluff, slow-burn romance, mild angst, teasing, mutual awkwardness

Synopsis: Jisung’s the quiet dance prodigy who speaks fluent footwork but stumbles over words. You’re the extroverted firecracker who lights up every room—and basically his exact opposite. Paired up for the semester showcase, your clashing energies spark more than just moves. He likes her but he won't tell her. She makes him nervous, really nervous. What he doesn’t know? She’s totally into him and not great at hiding it. Sometimes, the best moves happen when you stop thinking and just feel.

Status: Ongoing (Coming soon)

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We were just classmates. Just rivals. Just friends.

We were just—

…falling.

Author’s Note:

Totally fake, 100% fiction. No NCT Dream members were involved—they aren’t even aware of my existence. Just me and my wild imagination running the show!

This is purely for fun and creative vibes—no shade or real-life drama intended.

If you spot anything that feels too real, it’s just coincidence (or maybe I’m a secret psychic, who knows?).

Please enjoy the story with an open heart and zero expectations of reality.

Everything’s still in progress—I’m working on each one with love and way too many snacks. Posts coming soon, so stay tuned!

Also, English isn’t my first language, so if you spot any hiccups, let’s pretend it’s poetic license.

I’m new here on Tumblr, so if you’ve got tips, tricks, or just want to yell about fictional boys with me—I’m all ears and soft heart.

Thanks for stopping by—you’re already cooler than my browser history.

[eelerschoice]

Eeler's Choice S2 Crowdfund and TTRPG!

Hello Eel Enthusiasts. I have two announcements for you.

1, Lou and I have been working with Gabriel Robinson (who you may know from The Silt Verses RPG and Trophy, to create a brand new TTRPG set in the Eeler's Choice Universe.

The Eeler’s Choice RPG is a game of maritime folk horror and ecological threats, where hardworking folk build their lives along the coast, and the ocean never gives back what it takes… unchanged.

In this game, a group of residents of the coastal town of Eskmouth are serving their year of community service in the Watch, as all folk of Eskmouth do. Each comes from a different background, bringing their unique skills to respond to situations which threaten the livelihood of the town’s residents.

The Watch go about their lives in Eskmouth, tackling local problems and aiding the community as best as they can by pooling their resources and skills. But something else threatens the city and way of life as most folk know it – a creeping tide of sickness, pollution and strange aquatic mutations. The Watch will soon realize this is caused by the sinister forces of unregulated industry, and must ultimately confront the corrupt organization responsible, all the while maintaining the lives they’ve built in Eskmouth.

Gabriel and I sat down to discuss Game design as well as the Eeler's TTRPG in an interview you can find here

"This all sounds fantastic. How can I play this game?" I hear you cry.

Well, the full game is still some time away from release. But there is one way you can get access to an early access playtest version.

By donating to our crowdfund! If we reach our first stretch goal of $10,000, all backers will receive an early access copy of the game, as well as the opportunity to provide feedback that may be incorporated into the final game when it is released.

That brings us to point number 2,

2. The Eeler's Choice Season 2 Crowdfund!

Our prelaunch page is live now. You can sign up to be notified when we launch on May 1, 2025.

We have all kinds of great perks in store, including exclusive merch items, workshops, signed and annotated scripts, and more. If you loved season 1 and can't wait to see us delve even deeper into the waters of Eskmouth, you won't want to miss this.

Season 2 will have new characters, new locations, and new mysteries. We cannot wait to bring it to you, but we need your help to make it possible. So if you can spare a dollar or ten, that gets us that much closer to being able to pay our cast and crew the fair rate they deserve.

If you can't donate at this time, that's okay! You can help us by sharing this crowdfund with your friends and family. Eeler's is an indie project without an advertising budget. We can only spread through word of mouth. Every share makes a difference.

Thank you!

Daisy

[idlingintheimpalapodcast]

New Episode Alert: “Don’t let your stories haunt you.” Interview with Nyxocity, SPN FanFic Author

Y'all. You. All. Guys, gals & enby pals.

A fandom dream come true is happening this week. @nyxocity is on our podcast!

NYXOCITY.

The Homework 'Verse. Rising Force 'Verse. Like Staring into The Sun. It's Not Living (If It's Not With You)

Whatever your tastes, if you're into wincest, you've heard of Nyx. And she came to talk to USSSSS.

I don't know what else to say. Just listen y'all. But make sure you listen to the very end. Cos we got an exclusive scoop from Nyx that you won't wanna miss!

Listen on Spotify Watch on Youtube:

Chapter Timestamps 00:00:00 - Intro 00:01:42 - When did Nyx get into Supernatural? 00:03:59 - Nyx’s Blorbo 00:07:18 - Did Nyx watch all the way through? 00:11:20 - Nyx’s take on the show ending 00:13:36 - Mystery Spot verdict? 00:19:56 - Scoobynatural feels 00:20:23 - Nyx is a forgiving viewer but she has her limits 00:26:52 - Living through Hellatuses 00:27:53 - Ghostfacers 00:28:53 - Season 3 Cliffhanger 00:31:49 - Favorite show characters 00:37:46 - The start of Nyx’s fanfic journey 00:39:56 - Any original fiction? 00:41:30 - J2 is very close to original fiction 00:42:53 - Does Nyx get fic ideas from the fandom? 00:44:56 - How has the fandom community changed over the years? 00:47:33 - The rise of AO3 00:48:23 - The Nyx treasures to be found on LiveJournal 00:49:06 - What was Nyx’s first Supernatural story? 00:53:09 - The backlash over slash way back 00:54:23 - When did Nyx start writing J2? 00:56:51 - The Reader Insert movement 01:01:38 - Sons of Anarchy and SPN crossover 01:07:44 - Metafic Wincest with Stranger than Fiction 01:11:24 - Dean takes issue with being the bottom in so many fics 01:13:33 - Like Staring Into the Sun 01:22:25 - Back on the J2 train 01:24:04 - Homework Verse 01:45:19 - When you have more story to tell, make it a verse 01:48:47 - Getting Dom Sub relationships right 01:53:23 - How does Nyx decide if a story idea is gonna be J2 or Sam and Dean? 01:55:56 - Fanfic tropes 01:57:32 - Current work - Retroactive 01:59:14 - Time travel love 02:06:11 - Writing and posting on a schedule 02:10:39 - Will reader feedback affect the story ending? 02:12:17 - The super power of reverse engineering a story 02:13:41 - What inspired Retroactive? 02:16:29 - The humor in Stranger than Fiction 02:18:46 - It’s Not Living If It’s Not With You Verse 02:20:05 - Does Nyx have a favorite story that she’s written 02:22:18 - Nyx’s fave fanfic authors 02:24:16 - Can you still find the older fics on LiveJournal? 02:26:12 - Are Nyx’s stories springboards for other creative works? 02:30:33 - Nyx doesn’t just write 02:31:44 - Time for Kasey’s questions 02:34:09 - Nyx has a major announcement 02:40:12 - Kasey’s secret question 02:42:37 - Final thoughts and words of wisdom from Nyx 02:49:49 - In shock and awe outro

[desireandduty]

"What are you talking about? I was already working on a plan, with the Delegation, to curb Palpatine's power. You were privy to that meeting in his office. You could have come to us. We could have all worked together." She sighed heavily and brushed a hand over her eyes. This was a lot to take in, and then he dropped another bomb on her.

"What do you mean keeping me safe? Are you talking about your nightmare about me?" She could still remember the look of desperation on his face that night as he told her the details of his dream. "I did survive. Obviously. But it was a really difficult delivery, and I had to do it without you. I had to do that thinking that you just stopped loving me and that maybe you never really did in the first place." She bit her lip, trying not to cry, but she couldn't stop a single tear sliding down each cheek. "And I've had to raise our children by myself and not know what to tell them when they ask about their dad and why he doesn't live with us."

Her reaction was to be expected. While he never thought that he would one day tell her about what happened all these years ago, there were times during the night before sleeping ( or while doing so ) where thoughts of what if went through his mind. During those times, he'd wonder just what she would say, how she'd react. Sometimes, she'd scream. Others, she would cry. He couldn't deny that his favorite one was when she threw herself at him and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. Oh how he missed her lips ... But he also knew that she'd never. Not Padme. ❝ I didn't know how, and I didn't have the time to do so. I needed to do something, anything, and had you helped me ... I don't even want to think about what could have happened. ❞

No, because in the future he saw ... His angel died, because of him, and he'd rather die and lose everything than having it happen again. She deserved to live, and raise their children. That's not something he was ready to tell her though, not yet.

He let out a sigh, before a sad smile crept it's way onto his face. ❝ It wasn't about trust, Angel. ❞ The nickname slipped before he could do anything about it and at this point, he was too tired to take it back. ❝ It was about keeping you safe. All three of you. ❞

[tanoraqui]

now that this fic is all published, I can ramble about the things that happen afterward in the timeline! Feel SO free to ask about anything you want more details of.

First off, all three posts about Dave the Balrog are 100% canon to this au, except for where they sometimes contradict the fic's worldbuilding or plot bc I hadn't settled on every detail yet. Also, Dave’s name is probably more like “Drav”, from the Sindarin “drava-”, “to hew.”

That happens much later, though - about 1980 TA. FIRST, immediately, as Celebrimbor says: it's time to save the orcs!

That is, wildly self-indulgent crossover with @ceescedasticity's fic(verse) elves, once, which isn't 100% my headcanon for orcs but it's essentially canon for this au because it makes everything VERY FUNNY in a tragic irony way. I've thought about this so much that it really deserves its own bullet-point post, but highlights include:

- Annatar attempts to conceal the fact that Curufin and Celegorm are orcs, and, y'know, have been since they died. This works until Celebrimbor identifies a bunch of the orc army's weapons as made by his father, even if the style is strange and fell, and the two of the have a HUGE fight in front of representatives of every Elvish kingdom in Middle Earth and most of an army of orcs.

- Bellow/Turgon is having the single strangest, most uncomfortable road trip of his life, and he counts the crossing of the Helcaraxë in that total.

- Turgon tries to convince Galadriel to take Celebrían and Elrond and get out of here, because inevitably this must be a cruel trick and all the orcs will be forced to turn on all the Elves. Galadriel is like, "Honestly, I've been watching Celebrimbor's slow corruption and Sauron's slower un-corruption for about 2,000 years now, and I think we actually have a shot at this. Also, bold of you to assume you can beat me in a fight."

- Curufin and Celegorm had BOOKED IT when Annatar's summoning-compulsion snapped, on the reasonable assumption that any plan the Dark Lord had for them + Celebrimbor could only be cruel to the extreme...so Celebrimbor and Annatar go on a bonus road trip to retrieve them.

- Everyone meets up by the Sea again, but instead of taking (or, obeying) the offer of escape into Ulmo's hands, Turgon and probably a bunch of other orcs volunteer to come help break the Crucible. They Deserve This.

- In the end, as usual, the day is ultimately saved - as are the souls of thousands of trapped elves - by the power of love and overwhelming violence.

AND THEN...

Celebrimbor & Annatar don't actually rebuild Ost-in-Edhil and Eregion as they were. Those days are over, and also the surviving Númenoreans kinda...regard Annatar as Absolute Evil, for some mysterious reason. And those who knew about the whole or even partial conspiracy - namely Tar-Miriel herself - aren't too keen on Celebrimbor, either.

They leave whoever wants to stay and rebuild in Eregion, leadership tbd based on the traditional system of craft-based meritocracy, and take a few decades off to lay low from geopolitics, work on their marriage, and for Celebrimbor to learn a little bit of necromancy so he can manipulate his own fëa and hröa, thank you very much.

They stay with the Witch-Queen of Calador for a while, discreetly because officially that kingdom is also not on good terms with its “former” evil-ish overlord. (The Witch-Queen of Calador and her not really sane, almost certainly unsafe, but arguably consensual relationship with Annatar really deserves her own post, too. She’s my favorite OC of this au. She really loves bats.)

Elrond & Celebrían get married! Elrond always knew his wedding would have to involve stopping drunken brawls from erupting between people who love him but hate each other, but he’d assumed it’d be Iathrim and Fëanorians, not an elderly Queen Miriel going for Annatar’s eyes with a butter knife.

Annatar regards the birth of Elrohir and Elladan with some concern, this alarming lineage now augmented by the blood of Arafinwë (cut off Melkor’s foot) and Galadriel (Melian’s pupil, hates him). But that’s nothing to how freaked out he is by Arwen, who is such an obvious Reprise of Lúthien that it’s now CLEAR that this was all a Melian scheme to assault him, personally.

He can’t just kill her now—Elrond and Galadriel and both right here, not to mention Celebrimbor. And then she’d absolutely be his enemy when she Returned… No, the only solution is to stay in Imladris for a while and become her most beloved uncle whom she would not dream of assaulting, whom she could not bring herself to injure even if circumstance and conscience forced her hand. Love has ever been the undoing of Melian’s line. The Reprise is obvious, but not so established that he cannot twist it into irony, Lúthien’s heir as his devoted student and companion rather than foe.

[smash cut to late 3rd Age Annatar watching the Music settle into place as Arwen interacts with the newest, currently toddling scion of the House of Elendil and nearly killing the child right then because no, no, thats not how this was supposed to Reprise—that’s his jewel of an elf-queen, Singer and trade-manipulator and niece, and he’s going to lose her forever? Killing the brat won’t even work, that would only make her follow him sooner, one way or another—]

Celebrimbor doesn’t want to build a city (and have his heart broken by the loss of the city) again, but he very much does want to ImproveThe World, and also to Make Things With His Hands. So he and Annatar, and whoever of the Gwaith-i-Mírdain wish to join them, set about… “Traveling” is too loose a term; just because they’re not city-building doesn’t mean anyone here wants to live on the road. They need workshops, forges, and ideally a maia-sized cat tree tall tower from which to survey their domain. They are a highly skilled work crew/technical, artistic & management consultants who change cities every 5-200 years, throughout Middle Earth and perhaps even other continents.

This what Celebrimbor and Annatar do, for most of the rest of their time in Middle Earth. A few of the Mírdain travel with them all the time. Others strike out on their own, or in similar small groups. Others stay in rebuilt Ost-in-Edhil, or Rivendell or the Havens or another Elvish kingdom, and come lend a hand when their particular talents are called for. Everyone who “died” in Númenor and was “resuscitated” by Annatar walked away with a strengthened, basically permanent osanwë connection to the simulated workshop group chat, which they’re aware of, and a location tracker and fëa-stamp saying “PROPERTY OF MAIRON, FUCK AROUND AND YOU WILL FIND OUT” which only an Ainu could detect.

They're the mysterious stranger(s) who accept an offer of hospitality on a stormy night and reward you with a magic ring that blesses your farm with fecundity. They arrive in a city in the middle of a cholera outbreak and inform the local rulers that they're here to overhaul the whole wells & sewers system in exchange for room and board; no, the local rulers do not get a choice in this. One time they do oust an evil ruling dynasty and just kinda take over the kingdom for a few centuries, but then Celebrimbor starts to get paranoid of his own growing attachment so Annatar reluctantly agrees to find and raise some honorable candidate for kingship [gender-neutral]. One of the Mírdain with them says, what about the choice of the people? And then after a lot of discussion, partly in collaboration with their local Men, they write up and seal with Power a Constitution that establishes an oversight body of political, economic, craft and etc. experts to oversee and have veto power over popular elections to kingship from a slate of candidates chosen by the current/soon-to-be previous king, on a strict thirty-year schedule. There, that should stabilize the whole messy business of mortal succession!

Also, 1300 years or so into the Third Age when this version of Gondor hits its equivalent of the Kin-Strife, Annatar takes advantage of its weakness to initiate a plan he's been contemplating for a while, especially while gaining local insight into a variety of nation-states and their management, and returns to Oroduin to forge what may he his last Great Work...a new standard of currency.

It’s called, in the common tongue developing from Adúnaic and Sindarin, the “mira”, pl. “miran”, from Quenya “mírë” (“jewel, precious thing). Where pettier currencies are based in gold or silver or the might of some particular empire, these hold value Because a Great Maia Said So—indeed, Sang So, Sang a new line into the Great Music that these coins would always have a value of…whatever he said so, if he updated a petty lyric or two of their Song. Those who use the coins don’t need to know this; they simply intuit, with coins in hand, what they are worth.

(You can lead even the mightiest empire by the nose if you control the price of grain alone, much less other commodities, or one currency relative to another. Each minute adjustment takes Power, especially to shift the natural balance of multiple interlocking goods…but Annatar is a master of the perfectly placed lever with which to shift the world.)

Maybe at some point the Valar are like, “okay, I think they don’t irrationally hate us anymore, I think this could work” and send a small group of Maiar to openly, humbly approach Annatar and Celebrimbor and ask if they might be apprentices in the craft of…whatever the fuck is happening here. Or maybe something adjacent, because Pallandro and Alatar would really like to fuck off into those excellent looking woods and hunt the remnants of Ungoliant’s spawn, and Radagast actually wandered away 5 minutes ago to talk to a bird. He’s gonna be a while. But Curumo and Olórin are listening politely!

…Or maybe not. Maybe it’s just the Jewelsmiths, slowly becoming folklore, bettering the world (and manipulating wide-scale economics) one stone at a time. (They’d still be the “Jewelsmiths” anyway, even if they included those who, in another universe, were called “The Wise.”)

As stated in the third Dave the Balrog post, they do Sail eventually, several centuries after Arwen’s death. Celebrimbor just gets tired, and Annatar can’t fix it. Ossë spends the whole voyage backstroking next to their ship and sarcastically quoting Annatar back at himself, Years of the Trees insults about being made weak and pathetic by love, until Annatar nearly lunges over the side as a wolf to tear his throat out.

[desireandduty]

What was supposed to be a lovely and relaxing night out on the town with her handmaidens has turned out rather depressingly for Padmé. They had only just been served their meal when she was suddenly seized with an urge to vomit. Confused, she managed one bite of her favorite dish before she had to excuse herself and run to the refresher. Although she finds it hard to believe that there would actually be a problem in the kitchen for this acclaimed Nubian restaurant, that's the only reason Padmé can think of for her sudden stomach upset.

Despite her friends' protests, she waves away the offer to come home with her, remarking that they all deserve a night off anyway. She makes her goodbyes as hurriedly as possible, because the smell of all the food at the table has her stomach churning again. Stepping out of the restaurant and into the bustling nightlife of Coruscant, she takes a moment to breathe and calm her rioting stomach.

Just as she's about to step out to the street and hail a speeder cab, she suddenly finds a young man with sandy blonde hair and the most earnest, endearing expression in his blue eyes standing in front of her. And he apparently knows her name well enough to address her by it instead of her title? Taken aback, she looks him over in confusion. "I am...," she responds slowly. But after she's taken a few seconds to assess him, she finds nothing about his presence that sets off any warnings in her mind. He's dressed... oddly, but not everyone is fashionable, even in this swanky area of Coruscant.

"It seems you've been looking for me, Luke. Is there something I can do for you?"

time travel wasn't easy. Luke had never done it before, but it was an option for them for once- to see if they could change the fate of the galaxy by stopping the death of Padme Amidala, his mother. unfortunately, the machine had taken Luke too far- he wasn't on the planet he was supposed to be when he came to, but that doesn't mean he couldn't make it work. he could still do his best to save his mother and save the whole galaxy in the process. he knows it could change the fate of himself and his sister, but it would be well worth it, if it meant saving everyone else in the process.

and who knows, maybe saving Padme would also mean saving himself- giving himself a chance to be raised by the parents he'd always wanted.

as he makes his way through Coruscant, he approaches a restaurant where a young woman is just making her way outside and his stomach flips at the sight of her. pulling out a hologram from his pocket, he looks at it and determines that she is, indeed, his mother. he puts it away and carefully approaches her, keeping his hands in sight at all times as he smiles up at her, his heart breaks at the sight of her beauty- the mother he never got to know.

"are you Padme?" he asks, even though he already knows the answer to that question. "my name is Luke S- my name is Luke." i'm here to rescue you, the words go unspoken as he looks at her. he could feel a pull towards Padme and he realizes with a jolt it's because she's pregnant and he briefly wonders if she knows that.

@desireandduty

[desireandduty]

The Detachment Destroyer | Preplotted starter for @tcsaveyou

This was supposed to be her vacation time, as the Senate was in its annual recess. Padmé was supposed to be enjoying a leisurely jaunt around the forests of Alderaan. The Organas had lent her a speeder bike so she could tour around herself for the day. Her only other visit to their planet had been eight years ago, and she was eager to explore the beautiful, old growth forests on her own when she set out from the palace this morning with a full knapsack.

Except, now that she's just ridden through a tunnel beneath an old forest road, she's in a decidedly different kind of forest. For one thing, it smells.... dank. For another, the air is so humid and clinging to her in a way that is distinctly unpleasant. It's almost suffocating. It's dark and gloomy, and her speeder is now racing through fog that hadn't been there on the other side of the tunnel. Worst of all, the speeder bike path she had been following has disappeared entirely.

With a sigh, Padmé directs the bike over towards what looks like a little clearing in this strange section of the forest and dismounts so she can try to get her bearings. Taking out her communicator, she attempts to contact Bail and is dismayed to discover that she is apparently out of range. What in Shiraya's name... I can't have driven more than four miles from the palace yet. She's still considering whether to press on or turn back when she hears a set of very familiar beeps and trills in binary and whirls around to see a blue and white astromech droid. "Artoo?! What are you doing on Alderaan?" she asks. Another set of beeps, and she feels the blood drain out of her face. "What do you mean I'm not on Alderaan?!"

[gerec]

Hi Gerec! Sorry if this has been asked before - I know this is kind of a broad question, but can you recommend some of your favorite modern AU Cherik fanfics? I’d love to see them in any variety of professions or circumstances as long as it takes place in the modern day, whether one of them is a professor or a stripper or a corporate CEO or a barista or a bartender or an engineer or anything at all! One-shots and multichapters are both welcome as well, I don’t discriminate. Thanks in advance! :D

Hi Anon! Don't worry - I'm always happy to talk about my favourite au's (this fandom has the MOST amazing aus omg we're so lucky)!!!

Definitely check out this post that has my Top 5 X-Men Favourites (Canon & AU)! Truly, it's impossible to share every fic I love, or even make a tiny dent in the number of incredible aus out there but I am happy to share some of my all-time favourites. I hope you enjoy them all :D

When the Spell Breaks by kianspo Erik, a high-profile lawyer with a successful career, meets a 21-year-old grad student in a bar, and within a few short months marries him. He and Charles are blissfully happy, until Erik's boss runs a background check on Charles and discovers he's been cheating on Erik. Charles denies everything, as there was no affair, but Erik doesn't believe him and throws him out. As Charles tries to figure out how to survive and stay at school that he can no longer afford and makes a lot of bad if not plain dangerous choices, Erik has to fight his own battle of discovering the truth and winning Charles back.

(Note: Read EVERYTHING by Kianspo! They mostly write AUs which is perfect for what you're looking for, but their canon fics are amazing too :D)

Not So Much the Teacup by thehoyden

“Charles is basically the bride whisperer. It’s like he can read their minds.” (wedding planner AU)

rooms/shares by pocky_slash 

Erik is single, working a cube job he hates, letting his master's degree in mutant studies collect dust, and living on his best friend's couch. When she kicks him out, he's forced to trawl Craigslist for the least-offensive rooming option within his meagre budget. He never expects a response from the persnickety, high maintenance ad he replies to as a joke, but it's possible this too-nice apartment and mysteriously absent roommate might be the answer to all four of his problems.

Love Runs Out by ikeracity

Hammer Bay, one of the most mutant-friendly apartment buildings in all of Manhattan and affectionately nicknamed the Hub by its residents, is home to an eclectic mix of families, broke college students, scientists, artists, and high school dropouts. Charles Xavier, new arrival to apartment 3K, catches the attention of everyone on the third floor but he only has eyes for one: cranky author Erik Lehnsherr who lives directly across the hall in 3B.

A Nice Boy (The Family Matters Edition) by pocky_slash

Erik's not sure whether the problem is that he doesn't want his parents to meet Charles or that he doesn't want Charles to meet his parents. Either way, he never invites Charles to brunch. Why should he? It's not like they're dating.

Politico by cygnaut

Modern Genosha Politics AU. In which Erik is l'enfant terrible of the mutant National Assembly, and his staff just wants to get him laid.

Daycare 'Verse by orphan_account, pocky_slash (series)

A modern AU in which Charles runs a mutant daycare and Erik is his long-suffering engineer boyfriend.

Charles Xavier's A+ Guide to Management (or, How to Completely Destroy Your Life Without Even Trying) by fro_baby

In which Charles and Erik run a newspaper, wrangle interns, outrun the feds, outwit a multinational crime lord, get royally fucked over (twice), eat prawns, argue over comma errors, dodge (and fail to dodge) airborne projectiles, make many snarky remarks, drive around in the desert, fight, make up, fight again, and slowly (but surely) fall in love.

Strict Machine by euphorbic

When Professor Charles F Xavier accepted a visiting professor position in Arizona, he did so in order to be geographically closer to his sister. What he did not expect to find was the living, breathing specter of the sportbike gang-oriented past he’d been trying to put to rest.

A tale of sport bikes, consequences, and sacrifice.

The Last Love Song & Testament of Charles F. Xavier by midrashic

When Erik is accused of domestic terrorism, Charles has no choice but to marry him to keep him out of jail.

Scenes from the Wild by nekosmuse

Erik Lehnsherr, world renowned wilderness survivalist, alongside his husband, Charles Xavier, survive the perils of the wild in order to bring you, Two Men, One Knife, an award winning reality survival series, available only on the Discovery Channel. Follow Erik and Charles as they travel to the world's most remote locations with only the most basic of supplies. Pitted against nature, this husband-husband team struggle to survive in some of the world's harshest climates while battling the planet's fiercest predators. Can they survive the Canadian North? Find out next season, on Two Men, One Knife

August by Red

For the XMFC kinkmeme, in response to a prompt asking for an mpreg story with some genetics thrown in the mix. While non-mutant couples may be able to conceive a mutant or a non-mutant child, for a couple with two mutants, there's a twenty-five percent chance of a third option: a fatal presentation of the mutant gene. Erik found out years ago that he was one of a number of (relatively cisgendered? this is an odd thing for me to be typing) mutant guys who have the secondary mutation of A Uterus. He'd also been told--years ago, but less so than the last statement--that he was infertile. He and Charles have been on the waiting list for adopting a mutant kid, but when morning sickness sets in, Erik can't exactly celebrate his sudden ability to get pregnant until he's ruled out that twenty-five percent chance.

Cue hiding a pregnancy from a telepath husband, dealing with Dr. MacTaggert's meddling, and trying to avoid the relentless well-wishing of the police department's esteemed Mutant Affairs Division.

this is only now (where do we go from here) by thebodyeclectic (series)

From this prompt on the 1stclass_kink meme: Modern AU, where an older Alex (in his mid twenties?) somehow figures out/recieves the news that, no, his younger brother didn't die in the crash like he'd been told, and then sets out to find him. The catch is, Scott's been adopted and adores his 'dad', who is incidentally the adorkable Hank McCoy.

Deep Cover by Subtilior 

Omegas in heat? The perfect whores. Sebastian Shaw? The bastard who kidnaps them for his Hellfire Club. Erik Lehnsherr? A hard-boiled detective who's been on the Hellfire case for months. The catastrophe that unfolds when he goes in on retrieval and finds Charles Xavier still writhing in a Hellfire bed? .... Deep Cover.

Protect, Serve, Troll by keire_ke

Erik's fire department has a special relationship with the local university. They visit often. Sometimes, there even is a fire.

Spy Games by manic_intent

Prompt: Burn Notice AU, with Erik Lehnsherr as the spy and Charles as the trigger-happy ex boyfriend. Erik is burned for unknown reasons in Mexico and wakes up in New York City. Somehow, he needs to raise $500,000, in order to find out -why-.

Playing With Fire by professor

Charles is a detective determined to catch a serial killer.

If the serial killer doesn't catch him first.

The Associates by ikeracity, Pangea (series)

Being a mob boss' associate has its ups and downs. Having sex in the back of a limo on Valentine's Day is definitely one of the ups.

On a side note (and if you haven't already), try sorting fics by kudos for Cherik fics on Ao3, and under Additional Tags select 'Alternate Universe - Modern Setting'. Anything on the first say, 10 pages, is probably a good bet to start with as they are obviously beloved by the fandom :D

Rampage by wallhaditcoming (uvcatastrophe)

When police uncover evidence that notorious serial killer Magneto is obsessed with Professor Charles Xavier, they immediately move to put him into Witness Security. Only Xavier refuses. The police come up with trumped up charges to arrest him and thus keep him safe until they can apprehend the killer. Erik is not happy that the police have chosen to drag Charles into this and are now trying to keep him from him, and shows his displeasure the best way he knows how -- an increased body count.

One Summer's End by furius, motleystitches (furius)

Erik Lehnsherr, successful businessman, has been the muse to the artist Charles Xavier for the last twenty years. They'll readily confess to loving each other through art, but at the last show Charles Xavier is holding in New York before he heads over to England, everyone else around them realises that it's not enough.

Talk, Baby, Talk by lyonet

“Enough,” Erik said furiously. “It’s over. Let it die.”

“Be fair, sugar,” Emma said. “We made good music. It was your choice to wear magenta armour and a cape.”

On a Beach, With You (The Tel Aviv Remix) by niniblack

Charles Xavier meets Erik Lehnsherr on a beach in Israel.

Growing Up Lehnsherr by DeerstalkerDeathFrisbee (series) For someone who hates feelings, Erik gets dragged into an alarming number of conversations about them. In which there are confessions, declarations, awkward first meetings, accidents, explanations, endings and beginnings.

Wednesday by Red

Getting confined to a nursing facility for a six-week course of iv antibiotics would have been dreadfully dull, had Charles not found a way to "occupy his time."

In which Erik Lehnsherr, retired nazi hunter, becomes the latest victim of Charles Xavier's charms.

One big family by ximeria

There is a house in New York (no, only Charles calls it a house, and his perception of such is a little warped, so let's try that again)...

... There's a building in New York, owned by XavierMedCorp that caters to mutant tenants, their families and a handful of humans. You need to know someone who knows someone who knows someone to get an apartment there. Or maybe just be very lucky. Or have a mutant son who has the tenacity of a pit bull. Anyway, Edie Lehnsherr has moved in and she is slowly getting to know the other tenants, the superintendent and the owner.

One Hundred One Night Stands. by Sophia_Bee

Charles has a rule. Never fuck the same guy twice. When he refuses to see Erik again after a one night stand, Erik goes about trying to get Charles to violate that rule using accents and disguises.

to put the world between us by populuxe

Erik Lehnsherr is one of the hottest actors in Hollywood: fresh off an Academy Award nomination, he’s about to star in HBO’s most anticipated show of the year. And even though online chatter about his recent string of queer roles keeps getting louder, his personal life remains personal—just as it always has, and just as his manager and publicist continue to advise.

But when he winds up at the same wedding as his college best friend, Charles Xavier—and when they quickly fall into bed together—he’s forced to revisit the past he’s been trying to get away from for years. The pull between them has always been magnetic, but so has the weight of secrecy. Can they keep from repeating the same mistakes, or will the price of the truth be too high?

Every Song I Know by clarasteam 

“Erik,” Janos says wearily, “you had amazing sex with this guy. He obviously really likes you. You have, what, a month, six weeks left? You can spend it moping and hiding and worrying you're going to run into him. Or you can call him, have a good time, and figure out where you go from there.”

Erik groans. It's what he wants to do, so much it scares him.

In the Weeds by not_who_we_are

Erik works at one of the largest, busiest, most hectic restaurants in Times Square. Years of serving tourists has left him jaded and generally grumpy. But new transfer Charles Xavier seems determined to change his outlook.

Drama! 5% tips! Eating dead food! Confusing-when-taken-out-of-context restaurant slang!

The Precipice by TurtleTotem

Prince Erik of Genosha must marry before he can take the throne. But Charles must be mad to even think of accepting the proposal of someone he met less than an hour ago...

With Abandon by sunryder

The best part about Charles' favorite bakery isn't the location, and it isn't the lovely smell, or even the Earl Grey cupcakes. It's the Baker.

Erik Lehnsherr is a beautiful specimen of a man, particularly when his fussing over Charles takes the form of pastry.

Such a pity Charles doesn't know Erik is an assassin.

[eccentricallygothic]

burnin' for you

Warning(s): Abo verse, Alpha!Ransom, Omega!You, fluff, allusions to smut and breeding kink. 

Okay, but a world where Omegas are adored and treated like the precious puppies that they are?

Your pack mainly consists of Alphas so you're one of the only babies. 

And you have never really liked the popular, rich, cocky and powerful Alpha Ransom? 

He's just not your cup of tea. 

However, that doesn't mean he has ever been mean to you to deserve it.

Or too mean, to put it more accurately. 

Not to be quirky or anything but you've never been one of those pushover Omegas that are all small and submissive just because that's how the moons fated it. 

You don't get the hype for Ransom within and even outside the pack. 

In your opinion, his cousins like Alpha Stevie, Alpha Curty, Alpha Ari, Alpha Lloyd, Alpha Petey, Alpha Jakey, Alpha Johnny, Alpha Frankie, Alpha Mikey and Alpha Cole are so much more cool and good looking. 

Alpha Andy and Alpha Robert are so hot too but they're way too scary for you to brat around in order to get their attention like you do with the rest of the pack.

Although, that is not to say that you throw yourself on the ones you find attractive or anything. 

But you get along with all of them and basically everyone, except for Ransom. 

So naturally, when it ‘dawns’ upon you on one fine full moon that he is your mate, your world is turned upside down. 

The superior wolf just grins down at you during the pack dinner while you pout, whine and stomp around before hiding yourself behind your mountain of a plate and in between Alphas Ari and Frankie. 

Ransom has always known about your dislike for him but even he is a bit taken aback by how you respond to the ‘realization’ after being questioned by Alpha Andy who is the Supreme Alpha which means everyone has to answer to him. 

“Why him?!” Curtis is amused at your protest and Steve shakes his head at your tone, having never been too fond of your brattiness. “Anyone but him!” 

Andy sighs and tries to explain the way it works and how fate knows best and works in mysterious ways and that it's no one's choice but must be obeyed. 

But much like yourself, you refuse and no one can force you to be with him because it is such a world, for once. 

You don't notice it but all of Ransom's fangirls that he used to have by his side all the time began to disappear.

He's more careful and serious around you, now always trying his level best to please you. 

But ugh, you just don't like him because Alphas like him have always cringed you out.

Well yeah, Alpha Johnny and Jakey are kinda the same so maybe you're a bit prejudiced when it comes to him.

You can't stand him okay!

But man. 

Everyone except for you notices the love-stricken way in which he looks at you, bright blue eyes filling with an unfamiliar warmth and replacing the usual playfulness whenever you come around. 

It's such an interesting inversion.

Because he's the one who follows you around during pack meetings and gatherings even though it's supposed to be the other way around. 

Like he's the puppy and you're the Alpha. 

You rarely take notice of it but he always gets things done for you. Whether they're school related, something to do with finances, or if you want to buy something, he's got it all covered. Your parents -as Omegas are considered too small to live by themselves- try to decline because you haven't even accepted him as an Alpha yet the man secretly transfers them hundreds and thousands of bucks so they can buy you whatever you want and you're too silly to put two and two together. 

The longing on his usually cheerful face is nearly depressing for his fellow Alphas on days when you dress up for an occasion and all he wants to do is to hold you and smother you in his scent and love. 

Run his hands all over your perfect body and feel the crevices, cuts and curves. Every bump and all the plumpness. 

You make his blood run hot like he's a developing Alpha in his teens. 

As if he's going through puberty all over again. 

Ransom has no idea if you will ever let him in but he's hopeful. There have been some rare cases throughout history where Omegas took a bit of time to warm up to their Alphas because at the end of the day your lot are slow babies that need their time to adjust to big changes. 

Until then, he will be patient and wait. 

Because when you finally become his -which all the Alphas assure him you surely will at some point-, he has so much love to overflow you with that it keeps him going for the time being. 

He has already bought for you two the perfect suburban house with a big garden so when you become heavy and swollen with his litter, you will have a refreshing environment to relax and walk around, definitely barefooted and clad in one of his oversized shirts.

. based on my own personal dislike of ransom hehe <3

[desireandduty]

While he ponders how to respond, Padmé is watching him closely from her seat in the carriage. She might not be Force sensitive, but she is an astute observer and has a good memory for other beings, their faces, names, and so on. And there is something about this strangely-clothed Jedi's face that draws her interest. Indeed, his entire demeanor is quite different from the only Jedi she has any experience with: both Master Jinn and Padawan Kenobi had given off considerably more aloof auras than their fellow Knight here did. She can only assume he's a Knight, as he isn't wearing the traditional Padawan braid. Perhaps the lack of robes is due to this assignment? They would not be very helpful in or around the waters of Otoh Gunga.

Even though he seems at ease and has a reasonable-sounding explanation, Padmé still feels like something is out of place, or that some bit of information is being withheld from her. Maybe it's the fact that she'd seen that fleeting, pained expression on his face before the warm smile he's wearing now had dawned upon it. Maybe it's the bizarre attire or the circumstances of their meeting. And yet, she cannot come to any other conclusion than his trustworthiness. "I see," she responds. "There's room enough in the carriage if you'd like to travel with us."

Behind her, she hears Sabé and Yané both hissing a "What did you say?!" but she ignores their protest. And then, as the next words fall from his lips, she forgets it entirely. Luke Skywalker?! No sooner has he spoken the words than realization dawns - in her eyes and her mind. That's why he looks so familiar. His eyes are Anakin's eyes staring back at her. And his coloring, the shape of his face, he looks as though she could imagine the Hero of Naboo might in another ten years or so. Even his demeanor is strongly reminiscent of the little boy she had met a year ago on Tatooine - open, friendly and eager to help. And yet, neither Anakin nor Shmi had mentioned a brother. Perhaps this is a cousin? Or Skywalker is not the unusual surname she had assumed it to be?

Unbidden, her right hand rises to the black cord around her neck, bearing the simple japor snippet that little Ani had given her. The smile on her face relaxes into one of true warmth and welcome as she looks down at the Jedi. "A pleasure to meet you. We are on our way to Otoh Gunga to meet with Boss Nass, the leader of the Gungan people, for the finalization of a peace treaty," she informs him. "While we do not expect any trouble, I am grateful to the Council nonetheless for sending a neutral party to facilitate negotiations if need be."

Once he has seated himself inside the hover carriage and they resume their travels, Padmé looks across at him and asks with genuine interest: "You said your surname is Skywalker? Are you from Tatooine by any chance?"

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐌 "𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐉𝐄𝐃𝐈" 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐅 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐄𝐃𝐈 𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐒. Master Jedi. Council. There's a familiarity that this royal figure has with Jedi - and Luke's mind works a mile a minute. Had the Force put him through time? Or is this some world where the Jedi somehow lived? Was he truly alone? Ben and Yoda had never spoken of a Council in their limited teachings. And "Master Jedi" denoted respect - this individual wasn't as long lived as Hutts like Jabba, who had used the term to poke fun at him being the last of his kind, not from what he could see. She almost seemed so very normal. Human.

Still looking at her and not allowing himself to close his eyes to focus, his instinct tells him to reach out, despite the apparent danger of being discovered by Vader, and when he does, he feels so many individuals who are strong in the Force almost reach back. They brush against him, curious at such desperation and hope. Unaware just who is checking their presence: Luke Skywalker, son of Anakin and Padmé, a child of a genocide against Jedi that tore the galaxy in two. He just didn't know he was looking at his own mother.

Luke shivers at the vast Force impression that moves through him. The Force is so strong and so alive now.

He is visibly stricken by the fact others try to reach back, but attempts to recover, offering a large smile in her direction. The smile isn't fabricated, in fact. He's surprised he's here, and the hum of the Force around him is a pleasant one, reminding him he's not alone. This won't be the only time the Force does this to Luke. He will go to many places like this, go through the fabric of time and space to meet others and learn from them. And now, the Force deems he must learn from his mother.

She is dressed in curious garb - white paint or powder smeared onto her features, red accentuating her lips and cheeks. The white dress is well-made, ombre sleeves moving down to the bottom of the carriage. Long. The fabric that drapes down her arms is a peach color, peach and pink, the sheer material somehow fluffy and dainty, all at once. And behind her head, as a halo, curves something that Luke can't name -

It is unlike anything he had ever seen, and yet, in many ways, this woman reminds him of Leia. Someone he cares a great deal for. The most bold woman he knows. Leia is full of fire and carries starlight on her hairline. And this monarch is the same. He doesn't know why, but he trusts her. Maybe it's her connection, in his mind, to Leia. Maybe it's instinctual. Still, with this trust, his gut tells him to play along.

"Lake Paonga," he says, nodding his head, "I see." Naboo: a planet that was annexed by the Empire in his time.

"Yes. I am not too far off from where I need to be, then. My holomap and holocommunicator refused to work. My deepest apologies. It was on short notice that I was sent by the Council." The word feels weird to say in his mouth. Council. And the lie feels even weirder. But if the Force sent him here... was it not important to be present? The truth could always be shared later.

"Unfortunately, I was given no time to prepare and do not even know your identity, just that I needed to be here."

Luke approaches the hovercarriage now, and beams.

"My name is Luke Skywalker. It is nice to meet you. How may I be of assistance?"

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

hi! can you recommend some well-written longer fics that pull at the heart strings a bit?

Here are some, which I hope you will like. ~Jen

Hell & High Water by mmerainbows

Kurt counted the days even though no one else did anymore, and for what, he didn’t know. His dad died eight years ago, and he had no other family to speak of. His days were monotonous and thankless as he hunted for the community he lived in. Long gone were the days when he could dabble in music and fashion because that world no longer existed, and without those things - who was Kurt Hummel really? Until the day an emergency transmission is received and what Kurt is forced to reconsider what is existing and what is truly living.

~~~~~ Piglet and Pooh by amberlovesocean

At the age of 8, Kurt is grieving for his late mother.Blaine’s brother doesn’t want to be stuck babysitting.Rachael’s fathers want her to make real friends.Neither Kurt, Rachel, or Blaine wants to spend their summer at a community theater for kids. Each in need of a friend, the children gravitate towards each other and find a friendship that will last the rest of their lives.

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Lovesong by andiheardeverything

A hate crime leaves Blaine damaged and Kurt refuses to let it bring them down.

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The Symphony verse by shandyall

Blaine has spent most of his life feeling like the only thing people notice about him is that he stutters. He’s working hard to overcome his (mostly self created) roadblocks when he meets Kurt in an online class the summer after his freshman year of college.

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Westerville Abbey by @hkvoyage and sequel Life in the Big Apple.

Blaine is the second son of the earl of Westerville, and is considered the spare heir. After his 18th birthday, he attends the London Season to fulfill his duty of finding a wife. He soon realizes he is more attracted to the new footman. Kurt, who has just arrived at Westerville Abbey to work alongside his father, becomes equally as smitten with the earl’s youngest son. Will Blaine and Kurt be able to overcome their class differences in 1910s England? Will their forbidden love survive WW1? A Downton Abbey inspired historical Klaine AU.

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Sonder by @gleefulpoppet

[AU] Kurt is one of the most respected and talked about men in the fashion industry and business world. His app Style•Revolution is the fastest-growing app in history, still rising after three years. Recently, he moved the company to Seattle to be at the heart of the newest technology epicenter in the United States. Yet, with all his success, experience keeps teaching him to be wary of people’s motives who want to be close to him, and he wonders if he’ll be alone forever. Or maybe this city has plans for him that he can’t imagine when his gaze locks with a mysterious, honey-hazel-eyed busker.

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About-face by quizasvivamos

At the start of the Marching Band season his sophomore year, Blaine is the youngest Drum Major in McKinley High history. However, none of his peers believe he deserves the title, especially a handful of embittered upperclassmen, including one particularly stubborn Color Guard Captain, who challenges him in more ways than one.

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Flowers in the window by @heartsmadeofbooks

This is the story of four men - Cooper and Blaine; Burt and Kurt. This is a story of heartbreak and loyalty, of pain and hope, of loneliness and family. This is the story of how, even when the sun stops shining, love finds a way to bloom.

[doumadono]

Could I request some SFW headcanons for Viking Shoto and Viking Dabi? Whatever aspects you delve into, I'm all ears! 💜💜💙💙

A/N: I sincerely hope you find enjoyment in this collection of headcanons ♥

KVITRAVN - MHA VIKING AU

Viking Shoto

Shoto is well-versed in ancient runic scripts, using them not only for communication but also to unlock the secrets of his Viking heritage, often deciphering ancient texts and prophecies.

Shoto has a talent for playing a unique Viking instrument known as the harmony harp, using it to create soothing melodies that bring tranquility to the hearts of those around him. With nimble fingers, he skillfully plucks the sweetest notes, ensuring that the captivating melody not only enchants but also leaves all the females utterly captivated by him.

Shoto is a master archer, his accuracy unmatched even in challenging conditions. His arrows are tipped with special materials that make them particularly effective against his foes.

Shoto's torso is adorned with intricate tattoos, featuring a combination of runic symbols and Viking patterns believed to bring good luck.

Shoto's ambitions extend beyond mere conquest. He seeks to reshape the Viking world, envisioning a domain where fear of his name is as chilling as the ice he commands.

Shoto's dedication to his craft is unparalleled. He undergoes rigorous training routines, honing his physical strength and combat skills to perfection through discipline and hard work.

Shoto harbors a deep-seated resentment towards Touya, driven by the fear that Touya might ascend to the throne after Endeavor's demise. In Shoto's perspective, the rightful heir to the throne should be him, considering his status as the youngest and, in his opinion, the most intelligent among the brothers.

Viking Dabi

Dabi's weapons are covered with a secret mix that, when ignited, produces mesmerizing blue flames. This unique touch adds an eerie beauty to his prowess on the battlefield.

Dabi is an exceptional tracker, navigating the dense forests and treacherous terrains with uncanny ease.

Dabi's loyalty to his Viking kin is unwavering. He's known to stand by his comrades in times of adversity, earning the respect and trust of those who fight alongside him.

Dabi, surprisingly, has a talent for blacksmithing. He forges weapons with intricate designs.

In quiet moments, Dabi can be found gazing at the stars, pondering the mysteries of the cosmos. This solitary ritual is his way of finding solace in the vastness of the Viking world.

Dabi possesses an extraordinary affinity for thunderstorms - amid them, his focus sharpens. When the skies resonate with thunderous roars and illuminate with lightning flashes, Dabi's combat abilities surge, transforming him into an unstoppable force.

Dabi's role in battles extends beyond direct confrontation. He excels as a strategic saboteur, targeting supply lines and strategically weakening his enemies before engaging in open combat.

On the battlefield, Dabi sports an intimidating mask crafted from the jawbone of a wolf, covering his lower face from the nose downward.

Touya never envisioned himself as a prospective earl following his father's demise. Ruling was never his inclination; instead, he was always drawn to adventures and battles.

[artificervaldi]

Metaphor Archetype Swap Post

Just a post of my Archetype swap and some small notes on the various characters and their roles in it because It Seemed Fun Okay? Some are direct swaps, others are more like. A circle of swapping. Open to questions always and all that good stuff but still. Lets-a go!

Seeker: Lilith / Louis

Unlike in canon, Louis was taken in my Hermitess Gruidae following the Sanctist attack on the village, leaving him living among the Elda for much longer than in canon. In this I picture the story starts when he finally sneaks away from it and goes to learn more about the world and spread his knowledge to those who listen. Too bad Gallica happened to follow after... Lilith on the other hand in a stand-in for More because to me that familial connection between the one who awakens to Seeker and the follower link is important. A strange woman whose Akademia takes on the appearance of an old library that once stood in the Elda village, she has the face of a woman Louis barely remembers. (Bonus the voice that speaks rather than being the Eldan Queen would likely be his father to match Lilith being his mother).

Warrior: Basilio

A young man who once lived in an orphange with his brother and various others. When it mysteriously burned, he found himself turning to the igniter experiments to try and survive. After that also went south he ended up adopted by Fabienne, though Brigitta often did most of the raising due to her work in the military. At the start of the story I imagine he's the one with reason to get to the Northen Fortress, needing to speak with Fabienne ASAP.

Mage: Gallica (Universal Constant)

Gallica is still the Mage Follower here and still trying to keep the Seeker on the right path. But with no cursed Prince and no direct goal, she's mainly trying to show Louis that there's more to life than raw strength and making sure he doesn't spill the beans on things like the source of Humans to the wrong people. Save her.

Healer: Maria (Universal Constant)

Technically an orphan adopted by Fabienne and/or Brigitta after her mother died and, for her safety, her father had to leave her behind. A kind girl of mixed heritage, she just wants to help everyone out and doesn't understand why others seem to hate her so.

Knight: Fidelio

Older brother of Basilio and adoptive son of Fabienne, he went into the military after her out of admiration and a want to follow in her footsteps. He's stationed elsewhere before the King's funeral and returns to help guard it. When he loses Fabienne he begins to question what he's doing with his life and why he puts his life on the line the way he does. Maybe Louis and Basilio hold that answer.

Brawler: Glodell

A fellow who believes that might makes right, very similar to Louis's own POV before Gallica, Bas, and Del start making him see more nuance. He runs for King here like in canon, but never seems to be able to beat the Elda who appeared out of the blue one day...

Merchant: Milo

This one is one I have less ideas for I will be real for you. Something with his igniter shop and self-absorption being at least partially a mask to try and protect himself, only for Louis to throw a big spanner in the works or something. We're working on it.

Gunner: Lina

The youngest and only girl of the Kayden family, Lina often finds herself feeling ignored and looked down upon by others. When Del commissions her to help sweep their group across Euchornia she jumps at the chance. A pupil of Neuras in this verse, who has taken to running for the throne himself. She wants to make his dream a reality not only to prove herself capable but her mentor not crazy.

Thief: Zorba

A mixed tribe man who made his home in Martira after losing his mother and father to racist mobs in their home village. For a time, things went well... Until the vanishings of various children were pinned on him and he was forced to flee. Despite this he stays nearby, wanting to find the true culprit and clear his name. But that's hard to do when he cannot leave the shadows. Not until others drag him out of them.

Faker: Loveless

A paripus happy to lean into the easy-going partygoer people see him as. As it turns out, however, he's doing it for good reason. The money he can snag off the various rich partygoers tend to help him support his hometown, though it doesn't come without enemies...

Commander: Rudolf

The xenophobic guard captain of Martira, despite his less than ideal actions he does keep the town running smoothly. When Zorba is proven innocent and the people are saved by an Elda, he's forced to confront these world-views and Louis is there every step of the way to revel in it.

Masked Dancer: Rella

Not under the thumb of Forden, Rella has a bit more freedom in life. Mostly in the form of rebelling against her parents and what they want of her, albeit in little ways. A beloved saint across all of Euchronia, she finds herself running into Louis's party quite a bit. Currently seems to be under the employ of the Prince, but how much of that is truly her intention and how much is a mask?

Summoner: Edeni

Leader of the Mustari in the Virga Isles, Edeni is working tirelessly to find a way to save Eupha. Eventually going as far as to send her as a candidate for the throne in hopes of delaying what seems inevitable. When she returns ready to be a sacrifice, he finds himself trapped in the temple rather than her and willing to take her place if that is what it takes. Louis and company have... other plans.

Berserker: Hulkenberg

Loyal to the Prince from a young age, you'd be hardpressed to find someone who believes in him more. Of course, that is before others sweep in and begin making her... question more about her life than she would like. Arvid, like a father to her, seems staunch in his belief in the Prince and so she will be too. At least, that's the plan...

Main Antagonist: Prince

Never put under a wasting curse, the Prince of Euchronia has been able to grow like any other child. That does not mean his life was safe or that Forden would not still push for more control, however. And because of that he becomes bitter towards the world. He wears horns to legitimize his claim to the throne, seeing himself as a messiah that will save the people (by turning them into Humans. Don't worry about it). Too bad dear ol' dad had other plans, huh?

Dies trying to kill the main Antagonist: Fabienne

(This is the Grius role in case it's not clear) A soldier for some time, Fabienne has watched the dark path the Prince has been going down and has done what she can to stop it. By the time the story starts and with the King dead, however, she doesn't see much choice but to try and put him down before he can cause more harm. This goes about how you would expect.

Antagonist’s Most Loyal Soldier: Strohl

(Zorba Role) After the burning of Halia, Strohl finds himself saved by the Prince and becomes loyal to him to a fault. He will do anything to make his vision a reality, seeing whatever is to come as something that will save him from the horrors that have become his life.

Antagonist’s Prick Follower: Catherina

(Glodell role I am calling him a prick not Catherina I promise) A somewhat independent runner for the crown, Catherina has known the Prince for years and finds herself feeling as though she lives in his shadow. She's willing to do anything to gain the upper hand. Anything.

Berserker’s Lost Special Person: Grius

(Del Role) The tutor turned personal guard of the Prince and like a father to Hulkenberg, Arvid Alces has seen many a thing. He is loyal to the Prince, to the very end. But even in his old age he can learn new things, and Louis is happy to teach him...

Hushed Honeybee Owner: Brigitta

(Fabienne Role) The owner of the Hushed Honeybee Inn, Brigitta is no stranger to people worried of the eventual succession using her place as a base. She even helps from time to time, when not dealing with customers or making sure Maria (and in the past Basilio) grow up right. Does she have a thing with Fabienne? Uncle Ben IDK.png

Girlie Pop in the church’s pocket: Junah

(Rella role in case it's not clear) Better known as the starlet Junah, she's a propaganda machine for Forden and Sanctism in general. This isn't a job she likes, mind you, but it's the only way she can avoid being disowned by her family. Rella, of course, does not know. Propaganda might not be the only thing she's been used for, however...

Mustari Candidate: Eupha

Priestess of the Mustari, Eupha was never meant to leave the Virga Isles, but Edeni had other plans. She runs on the same platform Edeni did in canon, and is quite successful for a time. When her brother becomes trapped within the Dragon Temple, she has little choice but to beg the party for help. When he is safe, she can fufill her duty... Or so she thinks.

Portrait Having Candidates: Alonzo, Neuras, Bardon, Heismay

(You know those guys I made Followers? These are their replacements) Don't have much here yet, either. Neuras runs on a platform of focusing on technology and growth there for sure. Other's I'm still working on but they don't really matter nearly as much to this AU so it's fine. It's fine.

[kayliraine]

🎸⭐️ EMA Band AU || character headcanons (pt. 2):

pt.1 pt.3

strap in, i accidentally made this kinda long loll

🗝️🥁 | Eren:

Eren gets a guitar for his birthday in late elementary school and doesn't really touch it much until one day when Mikasa comes over and tells him how cool it is. Then he starts teaching himself.

Eren plays a song in their middle school’s talent show because he secretly (but oh so obviously) wants to impress Mikasa, but his hands are so shaky and he’s so nervous that he kinda bombs it. Jean makes fun of him, and without hesitation, Eren goes swinging.

Heated, Jean makes a snarky comment about drums being a better instrument for Eren because it’d “help him vent his anger issues.”

Months later, Jean buys him drumsticks as a joke gift for a Secret Santa event. Eren takes this as a challenge.

Fast forward to "Mikasa and the Titans" as a band, Eren is their drummer and he’s amazing at it (though he will never, ever thank Jean for the inspiration).

He occasionally helps write songs too, but he’s not as good at expressing himself, and his writing is kind of juvenile.

Armin still encourages him to try, and together with Mikasa, he embellishes and translates Eren's verses.

Eren also knows how to sing but doesn't like to as much. It feels like more of a private thing to him.

Sometimes Armin will write songs for him though because he loves his voice. These songs are usually slower, more somber, and quite stripped back. Often it’s Eren singing with his guitar, Armin on keys, and Mikasa harmonizing with him.

During performances, Eren sings his one or two songs last and it’s always a surprise to the audience when he stands from his drum set. No one expects it, but he’s really good.

When he sings he goes off into another world and it’s almost as if he forgets he’s on stage.

He’s definitely the most mysterious of the group—he probably posts the least on social media, but he's still a fan favorite.

On the side, Eren posts some metal covers on youtube. He doesn’t advertise it at all—even Mikasa and Armin have to come across it themselves without him telling them. (Mikasa gets very upset he kept it a secret and he has to apologize profusely.)

He has an impressive metal growl akin to his canon titan roars.

🧣🎸 | Mikasa:

As a kid, Mikasa is by no means musically inclined. Her parents force her to do piano lessons for a while, but she quits out of frustration.

This all changes in elementary school when she sees Eren get a guitar, inspiring her desire to learn as well.

At first, she borrows Eren's guitar a lot and gets him to teach her chords and strumming patterns (and he likes to act all annoyed about it, but it's so clear he enjoys helping her).

Eventually, her parents buy Mikasa her own guitar for her birthday, and from then on, she starts learning more on her own. Sometimes she and Eren still play together though.

Mikasa is a fast learner and incredibly determined, so her skills progress quickly and she’s soon surpassing even Eren. (It makes him feel a little bad, but that feeling is almost immediately replaced with strong admiration.)

She starts learning how to sing too. She develops a silvery, sweet, and clear tone that grows more intense when she sings passionate songs.

At some point, Armin confides in Mikasa his hidden passion for writing poetry, and Mikasa creates melodies on her guitar inspired by his work—sometimes even singing his words aloud. (It makes him feel flustered at first, but it soon evolves into the two of them creating experimental acoustic songs together for fun.)

Mikasa has an undeniable stage presence. She is confident, and the way she plays the guitar as she sings seems almost effortless. She has a very devoted fanbase of people who simp over her and her cool energy.

Mikasa manages their group’s Instagram, TikTok, and Twitter accounts, (because Eren is too chronically offline to understand marketing, and Armin is a bit of a boomer with internet jargon and memes). so the fans get to interact with her the most.

She posts a lot of OOTDs and sneak peeks of upcoming songs on her Instagram story.

Many of their fans rely on her stories to get a glimpse of what Eren is actually like because he never posts and has a habit of blocking people on Twitter who say things about their band that annoy him (i.e. rumors about him having a thing for Mikasa because of the way he looked over at her during one of the recorded performances…).

Mikasa takes her musical career very seriously and is constantly on that grindset mindset.

She’s always coming up with new melodies on her guitar and sending voice recordings late at night in their group chat. It’s something fun for her to do and it comes so naturally.

🐚🎹 | Armin:

Armin takes piano lessons as a child and is literally a prodigy. He plays at all of their school’s holiday ceremonies and even participates in (and wins) competitions.

He is extremely talented: he has perfect pitch, starts learning to compose his own songs at an early age, and gets amazing grades on top of it all. He is a hardworking kid.

Along with his musical interest, Armin has also always been interested in literature and writing (He grows up to be an English or Linguistics major for sure).

He goes everywhere with a book in hand.

He enjoys telling Eren about the books he reads, and Eren listens diligently. It’s easy and comfortable to tell him things as he always seems genuinely interested in what Armin has to say, no matter the subject.

Armin develops an interest in poetry in middle school and even starts a journal where he writes his own.

He’s extremely shy about his writing at first, only really showing Mikasa because he's too embarrassed to show Eren (not because he thinks Eren will make fun of him—he just really looks up to Eren).

Mikasa inspires him to combine his two passions of music and writing by composing pieces to accompany his poetry.

It moves him how Mikasa is so captivated by his writing that she wants to help him with his music too.

In their band, Mikasa is the main singer, but Armin can also sing a little. He has a higher range and does harmonies for her in some of their songs.

It's not his thing though, so he doesn't sing otherwise.

Armin has to force Eren and Mikasa to study with him sometimes because they tend to neglect their schoolwork due to their extreme engrossment in their music.

Despite his devotion to school, Armin still does a lot of work for the band when he has time.

He’s the one who contacts venues in the area for them to perform at. He handles a lot of their social ventures despite his anxious and non-confrontational nature.

Armin really enjoys being in the band—he likes being around his friends more than anything in the world. And hearing his written words turning into beautifully layered noise makes him giddy to no end.

AAA THANK YOU FOR READING ASKNSJK EMA band inspired playlist :) :

also if you guys have any questions or thoughts about this au, don't hesitate to ask!!! I like to talk <33