#(author's note: he in fact canonically died and reincarnated)/

[unikhroma]

LENNY JUMPSCARE i hate him so much i hope he dies and doesn't reincarnate

[bleachbleachbleach]

I don't know if you'll see this, but I've been having this thought for a while and needed to share

You have already shared your view about that whole "souls can't remember their lives before Soul Society" and such, but I've been thinking...

It's ever said that the souls in Rokungai know that they're dead? Well, the Shinigami makes sense to know and the other souls knows about the Shinigami, obviously, but I don't remember if it was ever commented about them knowing they're dead when they wake up in Soul Society

Maybe someone else needs to explain them the situation when a new soul appears? Idk

What do you think?

And excuse me if I'm being dumb about this topic, I'm just not good at remembering stuff

This blog receives 1 ask every few months and averages about 9 notes per post. XD Of course we saw this! Thank you for stopping by! <3

I think this might be in reference to tags we left on this post? At least, that's the most recent discussion I can recall.

Canonically speaking, this guy comes to mind, who knows the year and location of his death:

[Bleach 076 -- (Sorry, no original text--I'm not on the right laptop right now!]

Granted, that doesn't mean he knew this immediately on entry into Soul Society, or knew that he was in this place because he'd died!

But then, of course, there's also this whole ticket system, so I suppose even if you didn't know intrinsically that you had died, some terrible dude dressed in black and shouting about your having died might be something you take at face value (or not!). Or maybe people in Rukongai find you first, and you get the folktale of your own death from souls like you before they send you off to the proper authorities for your ticket.

I've also written fanfic where Hinamori does a more intensive intake of a soul, sort of like what you're describing (though in his case, he knows he's dead, because he died on purpose).

My preference is pretty much always going to be for things to be as paradoxical, contradictory, elusive, and mutable as possible, so if I were going to incorporate Mr. "1947 in Yamanashi" into something, there's a 99% certainty he'd be the odd duck out in terms of having retained that information, and it would be info that existed in fragments and broken conjurations. I'd probably write that there were entire divination practices within different Rukongai subcultures that strove to either remember/cogently arrange the past, or predict the future (in reincarnation), and it's this whole elaborate thing. Some of the divinators are probably legit--but many are probably charlatans who implant all manner of weird, potentially harmful false memories in people--or benign but ultimately untrue--things in people's heads. But then, maybe that's all they need to be. When you're constantly told that the ghost-life you are currently living exists only as a waypoint or halfway between one reality and the next, I imagine it's hard to hold onto desire. Whether the spark is real or not, maybe the fact of the spark is all that comes to matter.

Personally, I also like the idea that although shinigami have this whole ticket system and they'd love for souls to enter into Soul Society all in the same place, in an orderly fashion, that's not necessarily how it works, and the number crunching the 12th does about how many souls are in which district (and which plane of existence) is based on statistical models and cannot actually account individually for each soul. Maybe some come into Soul Society in human form. Maybe some were STILL A BIRD when they arrived, but ultimately became a boy. Maybe some souls spring out fully formed and humanoid and others are elemental first, before solidifying into something else. Maybe some are cut out of peaches or bamboo, or appear as monsters, almost as Hollows--until it turns out they were a human soul all along (or were they...)

Anyway, that's where I'd take that! I'd love to hear more about your thoughts re: who explains the situation. It's a really fun question!

[illusionsofdreaming]

One thing that bothers me anout TCF is why the God of Death decided to transmigrate KRS after he finished Volume 5 of TBaoH. Why not wait for him to finish the series? Like, what's the disadvantage of KRS finishing the book before becoming Cale? The speedrun in TCF would have been faster if he knew how the story ended. Sure, there's the idea that maybe the author wanted to showcase KRS' brilliance in being able to adapt and conquer situations, and I'm not asking for Kim Dokja the 2nd, I JUST WANNA KNOW WHY TRANSMIGRATE HIM AFTER THE FIFTH VOLUME? I'm sorry for the rant...

I really should catch up to the more recent chapters because I feel like I'll trip on canon facts without knowing and become the laughing stock of TCF.

So whatever I say next is just me making up theories based on my knowledge up to reading to chapter 663.

Firstly, OG!Cale was forty before switching with 36 year old Kim Rok Soo. Because we know time runs different between these parallel worlds, it could be due to time differences- OG!Cale died faster than Kim Rok Soo could finish the entire series and triggered the whole Death God transaction and all. That's the easiest plotwise explanation.

But if we're talking about storywriting decisions here's a different view:

How much our protagonists knows will affect how well they assimilate into the world they transmigrated into.

We all have read ISEKAI novels/webcomics of protagonists equipped with varying degrees of preemptive knowledge. If I were to grossly simplify and summarise the three types it would be:

"All-Knowing" Protagonist - the ones who know the most if not the entire plotline, future, flow of the world, with foresight/power so great they break the world's natural laws/logic mechanisms. (e.g. Kim Dokja, Ainz Ooal Gown, Kim Gong-Ja, Shiroe)

Semi-present Protagonist - ones who have 'part' of the full picture. Their knowledge of the world only helps them up to a certain extent - either due to limited preemptive knowledge or butterfly chain effect of their actions changing the future they ‘know’. They learn more about the world the longer they stay and adapt accordingly. (e.g. Kim Rok Soo, Athanasia de Alger Obelia, Melissa Podebrat)

"I just want to be a normal NPC!" - isekaied as a normie with no preemptive plot/world knowledge. They have to learn and adapt to the new world from step 0. (e.g. Rudeus Greyrat, Myne, Naofumi, Rimuru Tempest)

*note that these are just my own categorisation and by no means, encapsulates all types of ISEKAI tropes. Here I'm just separating them according to how much 'world' knowledge they already have before transmigrating.

We all love our “All-Knowing” Protagonists who shred through crises like it’s wet paper. It sets an exhilarating fast pace and honestly now, who doesn’t enjoy the constant victory high from being right all the time? Original plot doesn’t really matter much in this category because our beloved stronk af protags will bend all unsavoury parts to fit their purposes. Keeping momentum at a constant high is a challenge but when done well it feels pretty dang awesome.

Here’s one thing about “All Knowing” Protags, they are never fully immersed into the world they’ve transmigrated/reincarnated into. Because they ‘know’ how future events unfold they are able to objectively view the situation they’re thrust into. They can take a back seat (which really gives us that powerful omnipresent feeling) and pull strings or armstrong their way past obstacles because that’s just how powerful they are. They however, never feel part of the world they’re in because their OPness emphasises their ‘otherness’ in this world. Natives either fear or respect them and it could lend to a feeling of distance. Most of the protagonist examples I’ve listed as well, have on multiple occasions been able to reflect on “Oh right, I’m in a story/video/game world.” often pulling themselves back from integrating fully into their new world.

Now, imagine Kim Rok Soo having read the entire series, with his perfect memory it would guarantee he’d have the solutions to every problem that’ll be thrown his way the moment he transmigrates into TBoaH. This would launch him straight into “All-Knowing” Protagonists because with that sexy smart brain, he’s going to eliminate all threats at the root ASAP so he can enjoy that sweet, sweet slacker life. Knowing Kim Rok Soo, he’d also not bother with interacting with any of the character casts because why bother making friends when you can solve the problem just like that *snap*? 

With only limited knowledge however, Kim Rok Soo has to be careful how he manipulates things. He still took a lot of shortcuts due to his understanding of the world, but the fact he got reincarnated before he finished meant he can’t afford not to make friends with the main cast. Because logically, he does not know how many more problems Choi Han will have to face, but he does know Choi Han is the protagonist and protagonists always live to the end. Sticking close to Choi Han, or at least making an ally of him would ensure his survivability. As such, through befriending Choi Han and his allies, it’s inevitable Kim Rok Soo has to immerse himself fully into the story’s world - it’s not just a story now. It’s a world he has to survive in - and eventually decides to live in as well.

So tl;dr TCF would only last 50 chapters if KRS had transmigrated with full knowledge of TBoaH.

I’d like to add in a writer’s point of view that, even I, wouldn’t want to plan 700+ chapters ahead and never write my story. I'd just write it. LMAO

[aerialflight]

Fic Rec (where i'm into too many fandoms rn and ships which is weird of me)

[Bleach] (been a while amiright?)

Oxytocin by Asuka Kureru (Askerian)

Ship: Grimmjow/Ichigo/Orihime

Complete trust and physical affection are great!

They're a bit less great when they were caused by weird hollow drugs.

They're even less great when the guy who was drugged up into loving the hell out of you is the same guy who tried to murder you a couple times a couple years ago.

(listen i just stumbled upon this and I have no regrets. i don't usually go for ships, let alone poly, but like, GOD, i love how everyone is characterized here, especially orihime and i just want to SCREAM OK? OK. the vibe i get from this fic reminds me of @murderlight (big fan) and if that doesn't say anything, i don't know what will.)

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[Gintama] (i don't know how i spiralled into this fandom either, been literal years since i've even thought about this fandom, i have no regrets)

Grab Your Dreams With Your Fists While You Can Still Remember It by yatagarasu (leelhiette)

Ship: Hijikata Toshirou/Sakata Gintoki

Toshirou should learn to look both ways before crossing the road.

(Or he learns more about the people around him and about himself.)

(amnesia fic, and i know it's a common trope but they did it BEAUTIFULLY here. love this so much. and it's post-canon.)

I feel you by arashian155 for machinecuisine

Ship: Hijikata Toshirou/Sakata Gintoki

“I’m so done with this,” Gintoki muttered angrily. Zura sighed while Tatsuma laughed loudly. “Your soulmate’s getting roughed up again?” Gintoki groaned. “Worst timing ever! There was this one Amanto swinging his gigantic sword at me and I was just about to dodge it when, out of fucking nowhere, I feel something stabbing my shoulder! It threw me off and if it weren’t for that, I would have been perfectly healthy right now instead of getting nursed for this stupid wound!” he pointed at the ugly slash across his torso. “Fuck soulmates!”

A story about Sakata Gintoki's journey into embracing his soulbond, falling in love, and learning the cons of selflessness.

(THE SLOW BUILD-UP OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP AND THE PLOT FOLLOWS CANON AND I CAN'T STOP TALKING ABOUT THIS STUPID FIC I'M SO STUPID FOR THIS STUPID SHIP FEIWNFOPA)

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[One Piece] (of course)

Undone by pkmntrainer_alex

After the entire family almost dies at WCI, Judge Vinsmoke orders the removal of his sons' emotional modifications in a bid to save his own skin in future endeavors. He doesn't stop to consider the ramifications of his 21-year-old sons finally, suddenly, being able to feel their human emotions in full - and their newfound ability to judge both themselves and him by their past actions.

(the vinsmoke family dynamics and the brothers trying to deal with 21 years of pent up emotions? they're trying?? so freaking hard to be functional people and they realize just how freaking amazing sanji is and that HE wasn't the failure in this family??? god, i've reread this fic so many times like an addict please read and suffer the feels with me. this is the one fic where i'm trying to patiently wait for an update. i'm just happy that this exists.)

Song of the Swords by authenticaussie

Wado is tiny when she first appears before him; her tears are as silver as her hair and the moonlight, and they gleam from within with golden fire as they pour down her cheeks.

Zoro’s heart fairly stops in his chest for a very, very long moment.

(personified swords au! introspective and fascinating and a character study of zoro and his relationship with his swords! really liked this!)

where the rims have ridges by Civillain

Everything everyone does is in their own self-interest.

"I like your hat," she calls out quietly.

And the change is instantaneous. He stops where he stands, a hand on his head and his knees still bent to take another step, and turns to look over his shoulder.

There's a moment of silence where he says nothing, just peering at her with squinted eyes, before: "Thanks!" he beams.

His smile is wide and unchecked, so wide that it might make his cheeks ache. He doesn't have laugh lines, but the way he smiles makes her imagine that he's spent his whole life grinning like that, warmly and brightly, so sincere and upfront that the breath gets punched right out her lungs.

Sometimes, there are people close to exceptions. But not quite.

20 years apart, and two people that don't make any sense.

(god, such a good outside pov look on luffy! luffy is such an unreadable character lots of times and it's so hard to pin down his characterization but this fic got it so right! made me fall for luffy all over again and realize just how incredible he is, as both a not-hero figure and main character! definitely recommend!)

those things beyond us by Civillain

There's something different about Luffy on nights like this, nights where there's soft rain and half-moons, and when the streets are quiet; no cars or trucks, only midnight joggers or early risers taking walks to the beach.

(Where Luffy and his friends have a relationship Sabo doesn't think he'll ever be able to understand.)

(honestly, i just love all of this author's one piece works. its a modern au where the straw hats are reincarnated and find each other all in sabo's pov. it's beautiful and this is how i would picture how the straw hats would fit in a modern au. nakamaship is the best ship, no questions needed. so so good!)

Magic Paint by 8ball

Luffy sticks his hands out.

“Paint mine!”

Usopp watches the expressions on Sanji’s face. He likes watching the obvious emotions go through him like a slideshow, and it's somehow comforting that he can see the exact moment Sanji decides that going along with Luffy will be the easiest choice. So Usopp waits for Sanji to test his own nails, deem them dry enough, unscrew the tiny brush top again, and then he asks if Sanji will do his, too. And because Sanji already has the brush ready, and they’re both right there anyways, Usopp knows he’s going to get what he wants.

or the au that came from nowhere where Sanji paints his nails and everyone elses and thats really it

(*screams* the pureness, the fluff, the nakamaship!! fneiwoapfe!! the best, sweetest headcanon ever! had the biggest grin on my face the whole time i was reading this! please please read!!!)

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[Percy Jackson & the Olympians]

Stealing Shells by the Seashore by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle

Ship: Sally Jackson/Posiedon

Sally's eyes flicked between Poseidon and then the sea below. He could feel the understanding click.

"Oh, absolutely not-"

"It isn't that high!"

"Poseidon, I am not jumping off of this cliff! I'm not doing it. I won't, you can't make me, it's very high, I am not going to-"

"If my brother sees you here, he's going to assume that you're carrying my child."

"Ridiculous. I have much higher standards."

"I also have higher standards, but he isn't going to listen to us," Poseidon reasoned. The wind blew a bit harder, and Poseidon felt the sea rise with his anxiety. "I would use my powers to hide you, but he'll sense I've used them. You'll be fine," he tried, and Sally gave something of a skeptical laugh.

"Not happening."

The lightning grew closer. For the love of-

"In that case… I'm sorry," he said. Sally tilted her head suspiciously.

"Why are you-" she began but was cut off by Poseidon shoving her off the cliff's edge. He could hear a scream. It started loud and high before getting smaller and smaller. Finally, a splash followed.

Or

Sally and Poseidon spent one summer together… and most of it was them being on the run for a godly crime they didn't commit.

(THIS is the ONLY backstory i will ever accept regarding this ship for the REST OF MY LIFE. i binged this so freaking fast and i am in love with sally as much as posiedon is. percy jackson got his Everything from his mom you can't change my fucking mind. THIS FIC NEEDS MORE ATTENTION AND KUDOS! READ!!!)

Son of Sea Foam by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle

“She’ll never claim me,” he whispered. Silena shook her head, eyes wild as she looked around for anyone who could be watching.

“My mother doesn’t remember half of her children as it is,” she said with a note of bitterness. “If you do something to impress her, it won’t matter. Return the bolt in her name. She’ll claim you if you act the part. If you stay unclaimed then they'll figure out what you really are," she said, squeezing his hands tightly. Percy's heart sped up.

"I - I don't know the first thing about Aphrodite-"

"My mother was born of sea foam," Silena cut him off. "And if you're really who I think you are... you are the sea. You can pull this off," she said and touched his cheek. "Get the bolt. Survive," she said. Percy swallowed.

"What if I can't act the part?" He asked. Silena's expression went blank for a moment. Slowly, she slipped off her bracelet and placed it in his hands.

"If you're going to be one of us... you better learn."

Or

AU where Percy has to hide the fact he's a Big Three kid otherwise he'll be killed on the spot. Unfortunately for him, unclaimed kids tend to raise the most suspicion... but he might have found a loophole in the form Aphrodite.

(one of my current obsessions rn. my eyes are constantly glued on the screen because i want to devour more of this galaxy brained fic. this author just keeps on giving and i love them for it. also, SILENA IS AMAZING AND SHE'S GETTING THE ATTENTION SHE DESERVES HELL YEAH!)

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[Haikyuu!!]

He Waits For a Miracle by ich_bin_ein_stern

Ship: Hinata/Kageyama

A minute ago, he was on the ground after he and the others were tackled by their happily weeping senpai.

They had just beat Shiratorizawa.

And now - "Kageyama-kun? Are you paying attention?" - he's trying not to freak out because he's surrounded by distantly familiar faces while wearing a school uniform he hasn't worn in almost a year.

(TIME TRAVEL TIME TRAVEL TIME TRAVEL *screams*)

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[The Witcher] (seriously, all my rare fandoms somehow popped up this month)

the way fire holds by theundiagnosable

Ship: Geralt/Yennefer/Jaskier

“There’s a song there, somewhere, don’t you think?” Jaskier says. “‘A witcher, a sorcerer, and a human walk into a bar’…”

(ROLE REVERSAL FIC HECK YES!! Witcher!Yennefer, Mage!Jaskier, Human!Geralt is amazing omg. It all works out so damn well and the relationship between yennefer and jaskier makes me want to cry so much. Geralt is at peak himbo greatness and it's fantastic haha! Their dynamics are just *chefs kiss* so damn good.)

The Shape of You by lirulin

Ship: Geralt/Jaskier

Some people say it's old elven magic, a remnant from before the conjunction of the spheres. Other's will say it's the last fading vestiges of chaos as the modern era slowly drives all magic and wonder out of the world. Those people are, naturally, real killjoys whom Jaskier cannot envision loving anything, but that's fine. To each their own.

Soulmate Spiritual Animal AU

(you have no idea how much i laughed when reading this fic. no idea. jaskier makes me want to scream with how much of a himbo he is and geralt, for once, is not the complete idiot between these two though it's a close call, not gonna lie.)

to grow in adversity by Soulykins

Ship: Geralt/Jaskier, Renfri & Jaskier

“For you!” Julian cried, shoving a fistful of weeds in Renfri’s direction, his smile wide and carefree. Renfri carefully took them in her hands that were only shaking a little bit now, smearing red onto green stems and yellow petals.

Julian clambered into the bed beside her and crawled halfway onto her lap. “I got you flowers, ‘cause you’re so pretty like them!”

“These aren’t flowers, they’re weeds.” Renfri told him, rolling her eyes but allowing the contact with ease. Somedays it seemed like Julian was the only person in the entire castle who wasn’t afraid of her.

“They look like flowers.” He said, crinkling his nose.

“They’re dandelions,” Renfri informed her brother with a tiny smile, “They grow everywhere, even places they perhaps shouldn’t. That’s why they’re a weed.”

“Perhaps they’re a little like you,” She teased, “Growing in even the scariest of places with no fear.” Like a monster’s heart, she doesn’t say.

“Like a superpower!” Julian gasped.

Renfri separated one dandelion from the little clutch and reached out to tuck it behind a little ear. “For the stubborn hero, Jaskier.”

(this is THE fic that got me into the witcher fandom and i can't believe i never reced this before. renfri & jaskier's siblingship is so damn good and just, the amount of effort put into their backstory and relationship makes me want to cry sometimes. and yennefer, ohoho, yennefer is at her Best here, i love her in this fic and her relationship with these siblings! geralt both makes me want to punch him and hug him, which is the norm and totally understandable hahaha! seriously, one of the best witcher fics i've ever read, please please read!)

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[Boku no Hero Academia]

Where your love has always been enough (for me) by classicequinox

Ship: Todorki Enji/Todorki Rei

It's a dark coil of anger deep in the pit of his stomach, reminding him that he was the root, the catalyst, the trigger for their family's downward spiral. It did happen - he reminds himself harshly. He can't forget that, even if time has actually reset itself.

Todoroki Enji gets a second chance. It's up to him to see what he can do with it.

(genuinely the most believable enji i've seen regarding how he deals with his past actions and trying to be better and rei being a complicated, good person who i can see matches well with enji. really well done characterization and slow building relationship that is believable to me. enji trying to change things in a meaningful, careful manner makes me want to root for him!)

Katsuki Bakugou Makes A Friend (And Also Almost Dies, But Whatever) by Sif (Rosae)

Katsuki Bakugou is eight years old, he has no idea how he got here, where he is, or who this other kid is with him, but that's not gonna stop him from being brave and tough, just like the hero he's gonna be when he's older!

The universe has other ideas, but Katsuki Bakugou is a child made of spite, hubris, determination, and way too much nitroglycerin, so the universe can take it's ideas and shove 'em. After all, nobody out-stubborns Katsuki. Nobody.

(KID BAKUGOU & KID SHIGARAKI FRIENDSHIP! BAKUGOU STOLE MY HEART! SO SMART, SUCH A HERO! I LAUGHED AND CRIED THROUGHOUT THIS FIC, MY HEART CAN'T TAKE THIS! LITTLE SHIGARAKI MAKES A FRIEND AND IT'S TOO CUTE!!! so freaking adorable, oh lord. fneiwofpweafe)

Play The Field by lalazee for Banna_Banana

Ship: Bakugou/Midoriya

Baseball and feelings, feelings and baseball. Turns out, Bakugou and Deku are both good and bad at the same things. They try to work on it.

(look, i don't even know man. i stumbled upon this baseball au fic and the characterization is so top notch!! the backstories and feelings you get from this matches bakugou and deku's canon relationship perfectly and i flew past this so fast, god. please give this a chance, it's fantastic!)

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[Marvel]

Blips on the Record by ambivalentangst for Bean_reads_fanfic

Flash, let it be known, doesn’t like Peter. He’s too good at everything—infuriatingly so—and nobody ever calls him on his bullshit, like with AcaDec nationals. Flash has to put his all into everything he does for a fraction of the attention Peter gets for his bare minimum, and it pisses him off, to say the least, so sue him for looking for chances here and there to knock him down a peg.

However, when he notices, he shuts his entire operation down.

Maybe Peter has a decade on his age when he was in the thick of it, but Flash remembers what it was like. He gets having school be a safe place, and nobody, not even himself, is going to jeopardize that for Peter.

//

Flash Thompson’s story is not simple, Peter Parker can always use someone else in his corner, and secrets are had and protected by all.

(flash is fleshed out! flash is getting some Good Rep! flash doing his best and being grumpy but ultimately trying to help peter in what ways he could! flash being a complex character and making me love him all over again! flash! getting some actual freaking attention fewnifoapew! THANK YOU! seriously, if you're looking for an actual good flash fic that doesn't feel disingenuous, read this!)

people were mean to you, but I always thought you were cool by suzukiblu for beckyh2112

Fandoms: Avengers & X-men

“What are your feelings on the mutant threat?!” one of the reporters shouts, and Steve just looks at him.

“I think anyone threatening mutants should be stopped,” he says calmly, and the swarm of reporters explodes, a dozen camera flashes going off at once.

(not exaggerating when i say i've reread this fic so many times that it's honestly concerning. steve & cyclop's friendship here makes me so soft?? they're both leaders of their teams and steve not being what everyone expects of him is always a soft spot for me. will forever be addicted to this fic, please enjoy!)

#notmycap by missgoalie75

Fandom: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

In which Bucky fully embraces the 21st century and is a salty bitch on Twitter.

(nonono, you don't understand. you don't understand how much i howled and screamed in public while reading this, oh my GOD. honestly the funniest shit i've read in a VERY long time, bucky is Perfect here. fucking drag that guy you beautiful cranky soul. X'D)

[theotherbackgrounder]

Welcome to the TheBackgrounder blog post. I do theories and headcanons

I have noticed a few new faces showing up in the tags so I thought it would be fun to do a catch all post. I do a lot of fanfiction, theories and headcanons...some of it is dark as shit but I always try to make it fit into the show’s proper canon. 

Theories: - The Mattel Doll universe - The Mattel Doll Universe Reboot Theory

- Raven Queen and Apple White are the reincarnations of Bella and Brutta Sister. - Destiny, like Narrators, is not only a concept but is an actual physical character in Ever After High, she herself is the daughter of the Author. Her ability is in fact “Fairy Tale Magic.” She is the cause of the all the incidents to happen in the series. - Cerise’s ears - Breaking Down Ginger’s biggest Lie - Explanation for “Wonderlandian” Raven - The Real Mira Shards? - Book Canon Only. Identity of Brooke Paige (before Shadow High came out) - Faybelle and the Darkfairy - Cedar’s Social Deficiency  - What if Cerise Never Hide. - Darling Charming is Snow White’s Prince Charming, Daring is Beauty’s Beast, that must mean that Dexter is the generic Princess. - Magnum Opus. Ramona isn’t actually Cerise’s sister. Infact she isn’t even real.

Headcanon: - Duchess Swan is the daughter of both Odile and Odetta, both here treated as actual twin sisters. Duchess is in a dark place because her parents both left because they commited terrible sin. - Going on a much lighter note for Duchess, instead Odetta is actually Duchess’ pet Swan just without her memory. They only time when Odetta will become human again is either when Duchess fully becomes a swan or dies. - Poppy’s sacrifice - Witchy Brew and Ginger’s relationship - Evil Queen and Badwolf’s relationship - Darling Charming’s Weakness - Not only was Melody Piper adopted by Pied, she was one of the children that he kidnapped (This is how Piper’s pass on their legacy) - When Raven met Maddie for the first time - The Different Schools in Ever After High - Villain Make-up isn’t real - Betty Bunyan Headcanons - Farrah’s First Wish - Ever After High is just a Cult - Farrah’s Mob Father - Maddie Becomes the next generation Narrator - The Blue Fairy’s daughter, the one that we know has gone “poof,” was actually one of the students that bullied both Raven Queen and Ginger when they were in elementary school. 

Bonus:

-Ever After High Girls and their personal Silent Hills. -Yadere Oc - Arabian Nights OC 

[hogwarts-is-my-wonderland]

001 - Star Wars / 002 - Stelena / 003 - Wolverine (lol giving you random things. Have fun!! ^_^)

Hello! Thank you so much for the ask, @darknightfrombeyond! It really brightened up my morning. 

Now, let’s see...

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

Star Wars

Favorite character: Mara Jade (from Legends canon)

Least Favorite character: Supreme Leader Snoke

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): Sabé/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Mara Jade/Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa/Han Solo, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Siri Tachi, Anakin Skywalker/Padmé Amidala

Character I find most attractive: Han Solo

Character I would marry: it’s a tie between the twins, but I’d go for Luke.

Character I would be best friends with: Chewbacca. 

a random thought: I probably need to change my OC’s faceclaim for this fandom. I’m leaning towards Eliza Dushku or Amy Acker, though Sarah Michelle Gellar looks a lot like Leia (but that’s a can of worms I don’t want to open when the pairing is OC/Luke Skywalker).

An unpopular opinion: I LOVE the Phantom Menace. A general criticism of the movie is Jar-Jar Binks, but I never really focused on him because I knew from the get-go the story wasn’t about him. 

my canon OTP: Leia and Han (Disney messed up their relationship: in Legends canon, they actually become a couple that talk and grieve together and STAY TOGETHER WHEN THEIR SON TURNS TO THE DARK SIDE). 

Non-canon OTP: Sabé/Obi-Wan (these two had so much in common—how come they never had a meaningful interaction in canon? I mean, they had to deal with flightly dumbasses, that was a good conversation starter!)

most badass character: Leia Organa, hands down.

pairing I am not a fan of: Padmé Amidala/Rush Clovis (from what they have revealed of this character—the TV show and the Padmé book—he’s a tool).

character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): PADMÉ AMIDALA, PEOPLE — THIS WOMAN IS SO UNDERATED! She unknowingly led the Republic to its fall but she was also part of the group that brought the Empire down; she was queen at fourteen and a senator in her twenties—and they decided to kill her because “she was heartbroken”? I mean, I understand that one can die of that, but I would’ve loved a deeper exploration from Padmé’s end, a serialized arch that led Padmé to the conclusion that everything that has happened so far is, in a way, her fault. That what she loved (the Republic and Anakin) had fallen because of her decisions. 

favourite friendship: Padmé Amidala & her handmaidens

character I want to adopt or be adopted by: None of them, the lives they lead will either lead me to an early death, kidnapping, or a probable fall to the dark side. 

002 | send me a ship and I will tell you:

Stelena

NOTE: I’m gonna be honest—I’ve never seen an episode of The Vampire Diaries. I swore off vampires after Twilight and this show never caught my attention. So what I write here is only of what I’ve investigated and technically biased (?). I accept corrections!

when of if I started shipping it. I don’t ship them.

my thoughts: From the little scenes I’ve seen, they just... grew apart. Like, on the first seasons they talked (relationship-wise) and as the show went on, they stopped. 

What makes me happy about them: a favorite trope of mine is reincarnated lovers, so I found this fascinating from their end. 

What makes me sad about them: Stefan’s end. The idea that after everything they went through (getting together, breaking off, then getting together again) and it just didn’t work saddens me.

things done in fanfic that annoys me: Haven’t read any fanfiction about these, but I’d be really annoyed if anyone tried to make either of them the bad guy. 

things I look for in fanfic: If I ever get into this fandom, probably the previous point—I hate it when authors pit characters against characters without a good buildup. 

My kinks: the idea of eternal love maybe (?).

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Elena with Damon, Stefan with Caroline Forbes (again, I haven’t watched the show, this opinion is just on what I’ve read and seen in clips).

My happily ever after for them: That Stefan hadn’t died early and they’d stayed close friends until the end of their human lives. 

003 | Give me a character & I will tell you

Wolverine

How I feel about this character: I loved him as a kid and as an adult I respect and fear him a lot. 

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Logan/Itsu, Logan, Storm, Logan/Mariko Yashida, Logan/Melita Garner, Logan/Jean Grey (movie version)

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Logan/Professor Xavier

My unpopular opinion about this character: Why remain fixated on Jean Grey for so long? Like, the woman is in a relationship half the time, so why?

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: That he got a happy ending for once. Have you seen the list of his deceased lovers?

my het ship: Logan/Itsu

my fem/slash ship: I heard there was a comic out there with Logan/Hercules, so maybe them? (I still have to read it)

my OTP: I’d go with Logan/Itsu

my OT3: the obvious one—Logan/Jean Grey/Cyclops. Not completely sure though, because they’d probably kill each other for some overexagerated reason. 

my cross over ship: None.

my kink: wild in bed.

a head cannon fact: The women Wolverine has had meaningful (and non-toxic) relationships with so far have been Japanese (excepting Melita Garner, who is of Mexican and African-American descent). 

my gender bend: There’s probably a female version of him out there, but in my head his/her name would be Jemima Logan and people still would refer to her as Logan. Also, probably pansexual (like, it’s been hinted he has been with Nightcrawler at some point and apparently loved Hercules, too) and less violent (because as a girl, she probably would’ve been taught to be a lady). 

Again, thank you so much! This was fun to answer (and a lot informative).

[novicesmileegao]

Seemingly unpopular Dororo opinion. Beware: original manga spoilers ahead.

Original manga ending, as different as it may be from the previously intended one (I think, it's safe to assume, that manga probably was planned to be very different, taking in account a far higher number of demons set in the first chapter, as well as an amount of foreshadowing for Dororo's possible future), is strong, brilliant and pretty resourceful. Major spoilers, as well as ending-based fanfiction ideas under the cut (that's if I'm smart enough to add cut properly on the first try while on the mobile).

As always, feel free to use any of the ideas for the prompts to send me or for you own fanworks. Make my day by sharing the works with me, if you can. Or just drop by to tell what do you think on my take.

Note, that I'm not very familiar with the original Japanese text of manga, nor am I the sharpest reader of the bunch, so treat this post as my personal reader impression, that may contain a number of mistakes compared to canon. Anyway, let's proceed.

I mean, look at the ending situation-wise. If you, as an author, for one or another reason, have to end your story somewhere mid-adventure, what the most obvious ending would be? To me — the characters set out on another adventure kind of thing with the "we will totally win some day if we have each other's back and keep going!" kind of mood. But no, we get something more beautiful and complex here (no matter how much pain it brings).

It's interesting, that many readers automatically assume, that it took Hyakkimaru 50 years to defeat all the demons, and Dororo never heard from him again. While this is indeed a valid version, but it's kinda... not the only one. The ending as it is, brings out too many possibilities to count.

Manga states two facts: a) no one knows, where Hyakkimaru went to, after he left the former Daigo household. b) the Hall of hell and 48 statues where destroyed by the fire during the war 50 years later.

However, does Dororo, the title character, count in this "no one" as well, or does that passage mainly refer to former Daigo subjects/common folks in general? Unclear. So, both versions are possible. If we assume the second one, why they didn't know?

He never come back to this particular village?

He did, but majority of the people didn't identify him as Hyakkimaru, the legendary demon-slaying hero? Was it thanks to:

— Jukai's old kimono met it's heroinc end in depth of some pit, so Hyakki (while totally not mourning the attire) purchased a new one and didn't look like himself anymore (also feat. a new fancy haircut by demons or by some rando's sword);

— It genuinely took a long time, so population somewhat changed and he looks older himself (does he grow out some stupid mustache as well?);

— Some crazy nobles/bandits eliminated the village;

— Not many people could remember him clearly, as they were too busy overthrowing heir tyrant lord;

— He was showing up incognito, meaning to find out if Dororo is well and watch from afar, then go his way?

Of course, Dororo, out of all people would recognize Hyakkimaru anytime anywhere, but the questions are:

— Would the kid stay in this particular village and for how long? Would try to search or/and to follow Hyakkimaru however later on, or rather move on? Would hold the grudge or try to understand his position? Would be willing or unwilling to remember, to meet again? What they both would expect from the reunion and what would get?

Knowing the two, both of them would be probably unsure, if the other person wants to see them anymore and will make it super-awkward.

— Would Dororo have close friends or found family there (for example, this older kid, who led the rebellion, and his friends), who could learn more about Hyakkimaru, than other people in the village?

— Would Dororo be well accustomed or seen as more of an outsider, not many truly care about in the village?

— Is Dororo alive by the time Hyakkimaru returned? If not, was the death notable, heroic and well remembered? (and also, is the culprit still around?).

Conclusion: probably, Hyakkimaru, returned to the village he left Dororo in, but nobody paid him too much attention, except a few people. Probably he didn't return, be it for obviously sad reasons or due to his mother and Dororo being somewhere else, so he had no buisness in this particular part of land anymore. In fact, Dororo and Hyakkimaru could reunite at any point. Or not reunite.

And if the passage is referring not people from the former Daigo land, but, idk, japanese common folk in general, the cause may be stories and rumors about Hyakkimaru and/or Dororo were becoming different or vague over the time and depending on the region. That's what is based on the first fact. Now on with the second. Statues, destroyed 50 years later, don't necessarily correlate with the fact demons were defeated. Why? Simple. I don't recall a statue broken anytime a demon was defeated in the manga. So, demons could be pretty much defeated, and hall could remain untouched due to many reasons. Hyakkimaru probably didn't bother to destroy it as figures were no use anyway and he had things to do, as he is free now. Probably, destruction of the hall was unrelated, casual in fact, as if the war killed itself at the end. Or, probably it has everything to do with Hyakkimaru, since possibilities are many as well.

Was Hyakkimaru succeed?

Or did he fall, unbeknownst to him leaving Dororo/Dororo's descendants/disciples to finish the mission as his memorial?

Was Hyakkimaru alone watching the cursed hall to burn, or was Dororo standing by his side, supporting him as always?

Or was that lone crying hero actually Dororo, telling the sky and their stupid beloved brother, that everything is over at last? Probably it was, in fact, over. Probably, it wasn't, and these two were entertained for the several upcoming reincarnations during the different eras until they actually won.

The beauty of the ending not only doesn't chancel out canonical possibilities of any of this. It pretty much evokes them all and screams the possibilities. And depending on variety of smaller details like:

characters' relationships dynamic and general feels;

them having more new friends and relatives (not everyone of them dies as well)

Dororo's future professional occupation(s), life posituon, familial status/clan relationships;

who is alive and who... not much;

genres and tropes mixed in and so on,

we can get a hugest variety of the stories possible. All thanks to the hints. Don't get me wrong, "going on another adventure" is the rad ending trope too. But in this particular case it'd look more vague, so I love how the manga turned out in general.

I hope formatting was good enough, I tried my best to make the ideas well defined.

[avani008]

Margazhi in Mahishmati 2018 List of Prompts

So many prompts behind the cut, sorted alphabetically by requested character/pairing/relationship! Feel free to read and be inspired :)

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali/Devasena

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: soulmate AU, with any of the tropes like matching tattoos, seeing colour after meeting their other half etc. Angst is preferred but with happy ending.

Requested By: Fiera94

Do Not Want: tragic ending

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali/Devasena

Fic or Art: Fic

Prompt: Reincarnation au

Requested By: Fiera94

Do Not Want: tragic ending

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali/Devasena

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: before and after

Requested By: forestpenguin

Do Not Want: Non-con, smut, explicit fic

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali/Devasena

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Doctors!AU. Modern Setting, with any other characters you wish to throw in.

Requested By: queenofmahishmati

Do Not Want: tragedy or evil! Bhalla

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali/Devasena

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Amarsena, Devasena remains the queen regent of Kunthala and Amarendra remains unmarried and king of Mahishmati. ..following a soldier's slip, Amarendra discovers the existence of his 3/4 year old son Mahendra

Requested By: Ratna

Do Not Want: character death, evil Bhalla, Bijjaladeva

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali/Devasena

Fic or Art: fic 

Prompt: A continuation of the Vilomita! verse, leading up to Mahendra’s birth in this universe. (Note: this is OK with the original author of the verse for treats/exchange fic. If you’re planning to write fic in any other ficverse/continuity that was originally written by someone else, please check with the mod to make sure it’s okay with the original author!)

Requested By: Ratna

Do Not Want: character death, evil Bhalla, Bijjaladeva

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali 

Fic or Art: fic 

Prompt: 

What if Baahu was allowed to keep his rank as the Commander-in-Chief? What if he didn’t behead Sethupathy? What if Devasena was found guilty of chopping off Sethupathy’s fingers and sentenced to jail? Baahu dares not break her out (you decide the reason). To what lengths would he go for her in these circumstances? What will he sacrifice to ensure her comfort and honor?

Requested By: CarminaVulcana

Do Not Want: Modern AU, Crossovers, Genderswaps

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Devasena dies in childbirth and there is a death sentence on Amarendra’s head. Devasena’s last words to her husband are—“Bring Mama back safely.” The question is what will he do now that he knows he is responsible for his child and that there is literally no one else? I would love to read how he handles adversity and complex challenges like this one. 

Requested By: CarminaVulcana

Do Not Want: Modern AU, Crossovers, Genderswaps

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali 

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: 

in the aftermath of Bhalla's ascension, Baahubali --who isn't dead --is told that his wife and child have been killed. Sivagami is also assumed dead, though whether she is or isn't is up to the author.

Baahu, broken by the assumption of his family's execution, becomes a type of robin-hood figure in the new Mahishmati, a one man guerilla army that defies Bhalla even as he, haunted by his own loss, refuses to destroy any other families in the process.

Devasena and the baby Mahendra are in fact alive -- how and what they're doing is also up to the author, though they also believe Baahu to be dead. how they meet, and together finally take down Bhalla's empire forms the rest of the story

Requested By: weaslayy

Do Not Want: None

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Groundhog Day/Time Travel AU: Amarendra wakes up, post-his death, on the day he meets Devasena in Kuntala.

Requested By: weaslayyy

Do Not Want: n/a

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali 

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Amarendra is not adopted by birth, and instead raised as a commoner in ignorance of his identity. Sivagami is either deposed and exiled, or dead; and Bijjaladeva takes her place to rule Mahishmati is unjustly. As he grows, Amarendra must lead a rebellion to bring about justice--based more on his inner sense of right and wrong rather than his birthright--particularly after he encounters a spirited Kuntalan princess he must woo without the confidence of his true status. 

Requested By: weaslayyy

Do Not Want: n/a

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Amarendra Baahubali & Devasena & Mahendra

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Heart-warming fluff; an argument over how many children Amarendra and Devasena want, with little Mahendra participating as well

Requested By: Ratna

Do Not Want: None

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Any

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Fluff or angst of any sort!

Requested By: Inkn1ght1

Do Not Want: None

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Any

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Any, amnesia AU, for which the possibilities are endless: Sivagami suddenly can’t remember why she’s exiled/ignoring her beloved son. Amarendra or Devasena wake up married to a stranger, to their spouse’s dismay. Bhalla gets bonked on the head and mistakes Mahendra to be his brother Baahu--whatever you want!

Requested By: avani

Do Not Want: no Rise of Sivagami backstory, thank you!

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Any

Fic or Art: Either

Prompt: Any, in-universe history books/partially discovered documents, portraits, etc. Particular love for said historians being as inaccurate (or tragically accurate) as you want, and/or crossover with a reincarnation or modern AU.

Requested By: avani

Do Not Want: no Rise of Sivagami backstory, thank you!

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Any

Fic or Art: Fic

Prompt: Dystopian AU, with a world of the author’s choosing

Requested By: queenofmahishmati

Do Not Want: Evil! Bhalla

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Avantika

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Before and after

Requested By: forestpenguin

Do Not Want: No smut/non-con/explicit fic.

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Devasena or Amarendra

Fic or Art: fic 

Prompt: Before and after

Requested By: forestpenguin

Do Not Want: non-con, smut, explicit fic

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Devasena & Avantika

Fic or Art: either

Prompt: Happy AUs preferred, but any interaction is fine!

Requested By: MayavanavihariniHarini

Do Not Want: None

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Devasena & Sivagami

Fic or Art: either

Prompt: Happy AUs preferred, but any interaction is fine!

Requested By: MayavanavihariniHarini

Do Not Want: none

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Devasena & Sumitra

Fic or Art: Either

Prompt: Happy AUs preferred, but any interaction is fine!

Requested By: MayavanavihariniHarini

Do Not Want: none

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Devasena and Mahendra Baahubali

Fic or Art: fic 

Prompt: 5 times Devasena took care of/comforted Mahendra and once he returned the favor.

Requested By: Fiera94

Do Not Want: tragedy

Character/Pairing/Relationship:Mama Deva &  Papa Deva

Fic or Art: fic preferred

Prompt: Pre-Canon, AU where the older generation lives, Afterlife fic, any kind of genfic! Maybe a worldbuilding “slice of life” or a look at the daily ruling of Mahishmati or Kuntala.

Requested By: AllegoriesinMediasRes

Do Not Want: Shipfic, modern au, soulmates au. Rise of Sivagami canon, Crossovers. 

Character/Pairing/Relationship:Sivagami

Fic or Art: fic preferred

Prompt: Pre-Canon, AU where the older generation lives, Afterlife fic, any kind of genfic! Maybe a worldbuilding “slice of life” or a look at the daily ruling of Mahishmati or Kuntala.

Requested By: AllegoriesinMediasRes

Do Not Want:Shipfic, modern au, soulmates au. Rise of Sivagami canon, Crossovers. 

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Sivagami & Devasena

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Canon-divergent AU: Sivagami fosters/raises Devasena for whatever reason. Amarendra/Devasena very much welcome, but would prefer a focus on Sivagami and Devasena’s relationship.

Requested By: avani

Do Not Want: Please do not have Amarendra and Devasena raised by Sivagami at the same time, as I feel they’d be certain to think of each other as siblings. Feel free to send him to Kuntala, or a gurukulam, or a full role-reversal AU where he’s born the younger prince of Kuntala. No Rise of Sivagami backstory, thank you!

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Sivagami & Kattappa & Amarendra Baahubali

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: What if Mahishmati lost the war against the Kalakeya? What if Sivagami and Baahu were taken prisoners ? What if Katappa survived but was injured badly enough that he doesn’t regain lucidity until later when he is in hiding with Bijjala, Bhalla some soldiers who have no intention of going back unless they have a way to win. Will Baahu be able to protect Sivagami from Ingkoshi’s crude and disgusting advances?

Requested By: CarminaVulcana

Do Not Want: Modern AU, Crossovers, Genderswaps

Character/Pairing/Relationship:Vikramadeva & or / Mama Baahu

Fic or Art: fic preferred.

Prompt: Pre-Canon, AU where the older generation lives, Afterlife fic, any kind of genfic! Maybe a worldbuilding “slice of life” or a look at the daily ruling of Mahishmati or Kuntala.

Requested By: AllegoriesinMediasRes

Do Not Want: Shipfic, modern au, soulmates au. Rise of Sivagami canon, Crossovers. 

Character/Pairing/Relationship: Vikramadeva  / Mama Baahu

Fic or Art: fic

Prompt: Generation 1 — how Vikramadeva met Mama Baahu, snippets from their relationship as much as the writer likes. In canon universe.

Requested By: queenofmahishmati

Do Not Want: Modern AU

[hamiltimebinches]

Philip Hamilton x Reader: Time After Time a Flower Blooms (Soulmate Au)

Author’s note:  Changing history a little bit.

Soulmate AU: Flowers Bloom au- flowers bloom on you where your soulmate is injured. Little bit of reincarnation au- where you keep reincarnating around the same time as your soulmate in each life you life.

Timeline: Canon in the beginning, Modern

Warnings: Angst, mentions of violence, mentions of death, swearing, fluffy ending

Word amount: 2,305

     Finding your soulmate is a momentous occasion that is to be a treasured memory. That is exactly what my mother has told me everyday of my life. My mother was born into a wealthy family, the Brimmer family, and like most women in wealthy families she married for business and not love. Therefore my mother never got the chance to meet her soulmate and wanted nothing more than for me to find mine. Now, don’t get me wrong, she loves my father but it’s not the same as a soulmate. That is why she was overjoyed when I found out Philip Hamilton is my soulmate. She accepted it even though Philip’s and my father, Alexander Hamilton and Thomas Jefferson, hated each other.

     So far, Philip and I have managed to keep the fact we are soulmates from our fathers, but both our mothers know. That’s how I find out about most of the foolish and reckless things Philip does, seeing as he would never tell me those things. I find out from his mother either through conversation or letter, but I didn’t hear about his duel from his mother. Mrs Hamilton wasn’t even aware of it. I didn’t really know of it until Philip told me himself, on his deathbed.

     I did know what happened ahead of time though, sort of. I had been sitting in the parlor reading when in my peripheral vision I saw flowers bloom. I had dropped my book in shock. Light pink flowers had started to bloom in the general area of my hip. The only time flowers bloom on me is when my soulmate is hurt, which means Philip is injured, and badly seeing how many flowers there are. I don’t remember much of what happened after that, other than I had somehow made it to the Hamilton home in search of answers.

     That eventually led up to this moment. Here I am kneeling at the side of the bed my lover is lying in, in pain and dying. I took Philip’s hand in my own, taking in a shaky breath, not wanting to cry in front of him. Mr and Mrs Hamilton just stepped out a few moments ago to give us some time alone.

     “Philip how could you do that? How could you do something so foolish?” I choked out, a few tears slipping don’t my cheeks. “I had to, Eacker insulted my father, I had to defend his legacy.” Philip explained, lightly squeezing my hand. “No you didn’t, your father very well could have defended his legacy.” I said, desperately trying to blink away my tears. Philip’s free hand found it’s way to my cheek, his thumb wiping away a few of my tears.

     “(Y/n), my love, please don’t cry over me. We’ll each other again, this simply just a temporary goodbye. Just wait patiently. (Y/n), I love you, I really do.” Philip said, his breathing slowing. “Oh, Philip, I love you too, but please, please, don’t leave me. You can’t leave me, not like this, not now.” I sobbed, my tears clouding my vision. “Tell Mom and Pops and my siblings I love them for me. I love you.” He whispered as his grip on my hand loosened. ‘This isn’t fair. How could someone steal such a young person’s life like this?’ Philip’s other hand fell from my cheek and his chest, never to rise again, fell as he let out his final breath.

     “Philip! Philip, no! Oh God, please, no!” I screamed, hugging Philip’s limp body to my chest. Hearing my screams, Mr and Mrs Hamilton rushed into the room. Mrs Hamilton fell to her knees on the floor and Mr Hamilton, in vain, tried to comfort her. I found myself thinking, ‘God, how could you let this happen to us?’

     One year later (F/n) (M/n) Jefferson died due to sickness.

(Now we are switching to modern times.)

    I was rudely awakened by a heavy weight landing on my stomach. “Oof!” In one swift movement all the air in my body was forced out. “(Y/n) wake up! You have to get ready!” My little sister, Maggie, practically screamed into my ear. Great, now I’ll be deaf in one ear like Grandpa. “Maggie, you’re going to kill me, get off.” I moaned in pain as I finally caught my breath. For a five year old girl she surprisingly weighs a lot.

    “Oh I’m sorry Big Sister!” Maggie exclaimed, scrambling off of my stomach. “You really have to get up now before Mommy comes up here herself. You wouldn’t like that. Mommy said that if you didn’t get up before she came up she’d kick her foot so far up your ass that she’d be wearing you as a slipper for weeks.” Maggie said innocently, not realizing how inappropriate that was for her to say.

    “Maggie! You can’t say things like that!” I exclaimed, covering up a gasp. “Why not? You and Mommy say those things all the time. Why can’t I?” She asked, tilting her head in confusion. “Because we’re older than you and can get away with it. So don’t say those things. Especially not in front of other people.” I explained as I slowly sat up. “Oh, okay!” She exclaimed, a cute smile lighting up her face.

   “Now, get going, I have to get dressed.” Nudging her out of the room as I stood up. Closing the door behind her I headed over to my dresser. Opening the proper drawers, I pulled out a simple t-shirt of a band I liked and a pair of blue jeans. As I stood back up to my full height my eyes landed on the mirror that hung above the dresser. As expected my bedhead was atrocious, strands of hair sticking up at odd ends, but what was unexpected, yet not necessarily surprising,  were the light pink flowers bloomed around my left eye. It would seem my soulmate managed to get in another fight yesterday and their black eye formed over night. I let out an exasperated sigh at the flowers. Whoever my soulmate is they need to stop getting in so many fights. I swear, I might just punch them when I meet them myself because I’m so sick of them getting into fights. Maybe that would knock some sense into them.

     Having finished getting ready for school, I grabbed my book bag from my desk and left my room. First thing I heard as I went down the stairs was my mother complaining, something that wasn’t uncommon. She always has something to complain about. My father is working too much, the house is a mess, she has too much to do, Maggie’s whining, I got home too late. There is always something. But I’m not going to complain, she does so much for us. Mother is practically always working to keep us healthy and happy.

     “Oh, where is that sister of yours?” Mother asked, her tone frustrated. “I don’t know, Mommy.” Maggie replied. “I’m right here.” I announced, setting my bag down at the doorway of the kitchen. I sat down by Maggie at the table. “Took you long enough. I was getting worried that your bed actually did eat you this time.” Mom teased, placing a plate of food in front of me.

     I laughed at the reference she made to one of the many foolish decisions of my childhood. When I was younger, six or seven, I decided I was going to hide under my covers from my father so I didn’t have to go to the doctor’s office for a checkup. He asked me what I was doing under the covers then told me to come out. I replied with, “I can’t! My bed ate me!”

     Speaking of my father, he’s not here. “Where’s dad?” I asked, staring at the empty chair at the table where my father normally sat. My mother sighed, looking down at her empty plate. “You know your father and his busy work schedule. He had an early meeting and left an hour before I woke up.”

     “Why am I not surprised? He really needs to take a vacation. He’s beyond stressed and because of that he keeps snapping at us, even if he doesn’t mean too. He snapped at me just yesterday for playing the radio too loudly, and I barely had it loud enough to be heard. I had it on for soft background music as I studied.” I retorted, stabbing my pancake rather harshly.

     “I’ll talk to him, but there’s only so much I can do.” Mother said in a sigh, rubbing her forehead. “I know that Mom. Thank you for making breakfast.” I said before quickly shoveling my food into my mouth, noticing the time. Slightly choking on my last bite, I swallowed it down with my orange juice. “Goodbye Mom, see you later Mags.” I said, kissing them both on their cheeks. Standing up from my place at the table I ran over to my bag and after grabbing it I ran out of the house. I just barely made in time for the bus.

     In my English class I ended up noticing someone I hadn’t really before. I’d always known the guy was in my class, I haven’t talked to him a lot though. The guy, Philip Hamilton, was pretty popular for getting into fights around school. My friends have often jokingly said that he was my soul mate, but we have no proof. I never really thought about it much until now though.

     I had simply just been looking around the room in boredom when I noticed Philip. I couldn’t help but look at the black eye he was sporting but what really caught my attention was that it was around his left eye just like the pink flowers were around my own. Now, it could just be a coincidence, but maybe it wasn’t. There was only one way to know. I had to hurt myself in some way.

     Luckily, I hadn’t clipped my nails in awhile, I’d have to do that when I get home. Glancing over at Philip, I noticed he had the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows. His right arm was the arm that was in my line of sight. I pinched the skin on my right forearm with my sharp nails until little crescents formed and blood pooled around the nails. Letting go of my arm I looked down at the five stinging and bloody crescents. 

     Taking my eyes from my arm, I looked up and over to Philip. Tiny pink flowers were budding in the exact spots on his right arm that I had the crescents on mine.  He looked down at his arm in confusion and stared down at the flowers. He seemed to become even more confused, worry started to flicker in his eyes, and then he pulled his sleeves down to cover the flowers. I couldn’t help but find it slightly funny. I wished it was that easy for me to hide the flowers but they aren’t seeing that they’re around my eye.

     My heart rate quickened as I realized what this meant. It meant that my friends joking was right, Philip Hamilton is my soulmate. It’s a bit ironic though, our father’s fight all the time. I turned my attention to the clock on the wall, there was seven minutes left of class. Seven minutes suddenly felt like seven hours as I anxiously waited for class to end. The sooner class ended the sooner I could confront Philip about being my soulmate.

     Finally, the bell rang. Jumping to my feet, I quickly gathered my stuff and searched for the head of brown locks. He was already going out the door. “Philip! Philip, wait!” I called out, chasing him out of the classroom. Sure, I got some strange looks but this was too important to care how I looked.

     Philip turned around, confusion written on his face. The halls became emptier and emptier by the passing moment. Philip slowly made his way to me. “(Y/n), right? What is it you need?” He asked when he was in front of me. “Yes, that’s my name. I know this is sudden but I’m your soulmate, and if you don’t believe me just look at this.” I said, moving my bangs from my flower covered eye and showing my slightly bloody forearm.

     Philip examined the flowers around my eye and the crescents on my arms that blood had dried on. His caramel like eye that wasn’t swollen shut widened as he realized what I said and the proof before him. “My god, you are.” He whispered, before looking me in the eye. “Um, I suppose this means I should take you on a date, doesn’t it?” He said a bit awkwardly. Then again what do you say to the person who’s suddenly talking to you and you just found out that they are your soulmate?

     “That sounds like a good idea.” I said with a giggle. “I have a free period right now, how about you?” He asked, momentarily looking down at his watch. “I do too.” I said with a slight nod. “What do you think about skipping the rest of the day and gabbing lunch or something?” Philip asked. I looked at my watch, it was only 11:40 and I still have classes. But this is a big moment in my life, why would I spend it in school?

     “That sounds wonderful.” I agreed with a smile. Philip smiled back before offering his arm. I giggled a bit but took it anyway and we started making our way out of the school. We had to be careful about avoiding the hall monitors though.

     “Hey, Philip?”

     “Yes, (Y/n)?”

     “You better stop getting into fights or I just might have to knock you straight onto your ass.”

     “Hahaha, okay.”

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Like The Dawn [ch.2]

Rating: Teen+ Summary: Sometimes it takes opening your eyes to find what you’re looking for.[ or Persephone gets reborn as a baby boy named Ryan, and Hades takes the human form Shane in a desperate attempt to find his love once again. ] Pairing: Ryan/Shane Tags: greek mythology, Hades and Persephone, reincarnation, oblivious Hades is oblivious, memory loss Author Note: This is both my own take on the classic Greek myth of Hades and Persephone and how reincarnation in Gods work and such. Original ideas stemming heavily from mythological texts.

ps. i changed Ryan to a transguy when i edited the story for a03, so that’s canon now! hope it doesn’t turn anyone off ;;v;;. also, Sara’s in the fic because she deserves to be in ever fic. happy thanksgiving!

Ryan was drowning.

Maybe drowning wasn’t the best word for it. He’d been walking along the dark shore of a vast, choppy river, bare feet walking delicately on thousands of small, round pebbles. The horizon was a white light that bled up into a black sky like a watercolor painting. There were no stars, no moon, no sounds but the waves lapping at the rocks. He’d been walking for miles, but he wasn’t tired. He’s been watching the water for hours, but the image hadn’t changed. The light stayed the same, the air remained chill, the darkness absolute.

And he had walked into the water like it was the most normal thing he could have been doing. As soon as his foot touched the water, it felt like he’d been bitten. Like a thousand teeth were piercing his skin. The water physically recoiled, moving as a single body, steam hissing upward.

He wasn’t drowning. Drowning would imply accident. This was no accident. He’d stepped into that black water to die, and that had been that. He could remember why he had done what he did, what he was escaping, but the pain in his chest outweighed the fear of the water. There was a voice in his ear.

“Once you do this, you cannot go back,” it said. “Unless he finds you, you may not return to what you once were.”

Ryan heard the words, but held his resolve. Eventually the water engulfed him, and he opened his mouth, letting it in. It felt heavy, and cold, but he couldn’t leave now. He’d made his choice, and that was to die.

The last thing he heard was a name, his name he thought, but it said, “Persephone.”

Ryan jolted awake. He looked around his bedroom, eyes scanning frantically for his clock. His eyes located it on the floor, probably knocked over at some point in the night. It’s neon blue digital numbers read 3:30 am. Sweat was covering his entire body, soaking through his pajama shirt and into his pillow. He threw the covers back away from his legs and sat up on the side of his bed.

Another dream about it. He stood shakily and went to turn his shower on. Another dream about drowning. He peeled his pajamas off and tossed them in his laundry basket as he waited for the water to warm up. What could the dreams mean, he thought, staring at himself in the mirror. He ran his fingertips along the thin surgery scars on his chest. They were pale enough by now to not be very noticeable. Maybe the dreams were from the shots. It didn’t make much sense, but he figured he might as well look it up later.

He hopped into the shower and washed all the sweat off his body, the hot water pouring down on his shoulders, loosening up his muscles. Despite having a general fear of water, he loved showers. He figured since you couldn’t drown in a shower, that it was relatively safe. They look less time, too. If he was feeling particularly timid about water one day, he could just get in and out and still feel clean.

Ryan had held a fear of water and drowning since he was a baby. His mother used to only fill the tub up an inch or else he would start screaming and crying. She had no idea why he would be afraid of the water, they both agreed that nothing had happened to him to justify the fear.

In middle school, Ryan’s friends liked to joke that he had died by drowning in a past life. Although he didn’t believe in that kind of thing, he always found himself feeling forlorn or lonely whenever the subject was brought up. And now, living on his own, the idea continued to haunt him, but this time through vivid nightmares.

Though he had a fear of water, it didn’t hinder his other loves. He loved exploring, writing, and filming. The first thing he did with his new laptop was set up his own Youtube channel. He only had his laptop camera, but he would talk for hours about conspiracy theories and things that he found on his many nature walks. He wasn’t very good at cutting his videos down, since he thought everything was pretty important, but he learned through trial and error. Then he got his first camcorder for his 16th birthday. It was small, but unlike his laptop camera, he could take it with him on his journeys. He documented everything he could, the videos gaining some more viewers now that the video wasn’t just of him.

He wasn’t bad looking, but it could get boring watching just someone’s face for almost an hour.

Today, he would be filming again before he went to work. Since graduating college, he hadn’t gotten any kinda job that really went along with his major. It was hard to find work in film, especially if the thing you wanted to film was myths, ghosts, and local legends. His job was to take calls and transfer information. Basically, a secretary. He wasn’t mad about it though. It wasn’t a hard job, it paid for his new recording gear, and it had good hours.

He got out of the shower and threw on some flannel, jeans, and boots. He wanted to go out in the woods today. He’d been researching fae and other mythical creatures that hung around wooded areas recently. In fact, he’d been kind of into reading mythology, too. It wasn’t that he thought the stories were real, they were too fantastic, too magic. Ryan did believe in some unexplainable things, but there had to be at least a little logic to it.

He was mostly interested in things like fairy rings. His mother had told him once that they were active spiritual zones, and they were caused by tiny spirits sleeping on the Earth. She said that she wasn’t sure if they were good or bad, they just were. He was hoping to find some of those today, maybe study them further.

As he walked from his apartment, he felt deep inside him that something about today was just—off. For lack of a better term. He wasn’t quite sure what was going to be off about it, maybe his gut was just fooling him or something. He held fast to his camera bag as he waited for the bus. He wasn’t in a bad part of town, but the bad feeling was making him a bit paranoid. He didn’t need to be in a bad part of town for something bad to happen, anyways. He sighed in relief when the bus pulled up and he paid with his bus pass.

The bus generally took him to work, so he felt a little out of place being so dressed down. At his job, he didn’t really need to wear a suit, but he did wear a button up and slacks, sometimes a tie. He looked around and saw that other people were wearing nicer things, carrying laptop bags and briefcases. He was glad that his stop wasn’t too far down the road.

Stepping off the bus brought on a sigh of relief. Ryan looked ahead, across the street, to the state park he had chosen to explore today. Along with the bone-deep fear of water, Ryan also had an uncanny relationship with nature. Ever since he was a child, both animals and plants have had connections with him. He could nurse any house plant back to health. Deer would approach him on his walks in the woods. Dogs and cats acted calmer around him, as if he had some kind of aura that spoke their language, like he was telling them that they were safe now. All the better for his journey in learning more about the world around him. He remembered once, when he didn’t have his camera, he had been approached by a fox. It sniffed his hand and trotted along behind him through his walk that day. It had been so magical, if only he’d caught it on camera.

He dug his camera out of the bag and flicked it on as he crossed the street. He figured he’d just take the first trail he saw, and soon spotted one that was marked with stones. As he stepped into the woods, the feeling from earlier came back, but he brushed it off yet again. There was no need to worry, right?

Sara: Do you wanna hang out at your place today?

Shane squinted at the screen of his phone. He looked at the clock, but remembered that he’d actually unplugged it last night, so it wasn’t on. Judging by the light outside, he’d have to guess that it was around noon. He rubbed his eyes with his fingertips and let out a small groan.

Six months. Six months, he’d been a human without going back down, even once. He’d never been in the overworld for this long at once. It was exhausting, really. As a human, in his human body, he needed to do things, like eat, and sleep. In the underworld, he never needed to do these things. Drink nectar for pleasure, bathe to pass time, and lay in his bed covered in furs to see if they still smell like her.  

Oh yes, he’d been in the overworld for six months, because he could have sworn he was getting close.

He wasn’t sure why he felt this way. There was no indication besides a tightness in his chest, an anxious feeling in his gut. His very soul reaching out, feeling hers reach back.

Shane: No, you know the rules. Corner café?

Since living in the overworld, Shane had discovered many things about humans. First of all, if you slip up and call yourself something like Hades, people don’t take you seriously. Shane did some searching on babynames.com to find an average kind of name for a male. Shane seemed like a pretty good name, and so that’s what he became. Eventually, it became natural to refer to himself as Shane, but in his slip up period, he hadn’t made any friends.

Well, he had made one friend.

Sara: okay fine… just so you know, your “rules” are dumb.

Sara was like a blessing. Shane had thought it was a good idea when he came up to the overworld to start his search via dating apps. Truthfully, he just didn’t know how or where to start searching, and he already had a curiosity about human dating, so he figured it wouldn’t hurt to try it out. He’d made a profile for himself, and the only person to actually respond and come through was Sara. They chatted online for hours at a time, and finally met up at a café.

Shane already knew that Sara wasn’t Persephone before they even physically met. He was sure that when he found her again, something in his chest would ignite. When he started messaging Sara, he’d been excited, but nothing seemed to click. They went on two dates before he told her this. Well, he told her that he didn’t think they were gonna work out, but followed it up with a friendship invitation, claiming he needed a friend because he was “new in town”. Sara had taken it really well, she almost seemed relieved when he asked if they could just be friends.

Shane: you know you like them ;) see you there.

Sara was interested in finding out more about him. She figured out quickly enough that he was looking for someone specific, not just anyone. Not someone he hadn’t met yet. Maybe it had been the faraway look in his eyes when his eyes happen to catch a bouquet of flowers. Maybe it was the desperate arch of his shoulders, always looking, head held up in search. Somehow, she knew, and she just wanted to help.

They were meeting today for coffee.

Shane threw on a flannel and sweater with jeans. Feeling comfortable, he grabbed his wallet and laptop bag. He discovered quite quickly that he couldn’t do much in the overworld without some form of currency, and apparently gold coins were a thing of the past, so he had to make due. He found a place that traded jewelry for cash, and happily traded some lesser crafts for enough money to live in the overworld. He left his apartment and walked down the street to the café to meet up with Sara. She lived closer to it, so she’d probably be there before him. He wondered if he should text her what he wanted, or just wait until he got there.

On his way to the café, he kept looking across the street at the state park. There was something about the park that was calling to him today. As he walked, the feeling grew stronger. He looked on curiously at the forest, wondering the world was trying to tell him something. If he did go into the park, what would he find there? The feeling was coming from an ancient part of him, one that has been searching for decades, for millennium, just to find her.

He managed to pull himself away for now, since he was nearly at the café, but it didn’t leave his mind.

The café door jingled when he entered, and he saw a girl life her head. She had short, curly hair was had been dyed a deep purple. She immediately beamed at him, waving him over. Shane came over and saw that she had a number on her table.

“Order something already?” he asked.

“Oh, don’t worry, I got you something,” she grinned. “You like tea, right?”

He blushed at the thoughtfulness. “Y-yeah, I love tea.”

“Oh! I’m glad I remembered, haha,” she said. “I got you tea. I figured, since I was already here…”

“That’s very nice of you,” he scratched the back of his neck. “Oh, how are you?”

Sara shrugged one shoulder and absently picked at a peeling bit of paint on the table. “Eh, I’m okay, better now that I have company!”

Shane moved his chair a little closer to her, draping an arm over her shoulder. “Oh, what happened?”

“Just another date fell through,” she muttered. “It’s so hard to find someone these days.”

“Oh yeah, tell me about it,” he laughed. She smiled up at him. Their conversation was interrupted by a server coming over and asking them if this was their order, and set down a tray. The tray had a steaming cup of tea, a mug of coffee, a bagel, and a bowl of yogurt with oats and fruit. Sara nodded enthusiastically, and the server left them, taking the number on their table.

“Is that all yours?” Shane asked, but then she handed him the bagel and cup of tea.

“Oops, looks like I got more food than I can eat…” she muttered, trying not to grin. Shane blushed.

“You didn’t need to get this…” he said, but smiled about it anyways. After making friends with Sara, Shane had realized how lonely he’d been all by himself for so long. It was good to have a friend. In the underworld, he never had any friends. Well, he didn’t try and make any either, but still.

“Well, I needed to pay you back for all those things you’ve done for me!” she insisted. Her hand ghosted over the necklace she was currently wearing. It was a small diamond moonstone on a silver chain. The moonstone was one of his favorite gemstones, and he basically hoarded them in his palace. They always gave off a calming aura, or at least it seemed like it. It reminded him of the underworld, or at least the good parts of it. Like standing on the white shore of the great river Acheron. Unlike Styx, Acheron was peaceful and pleasant. The yang to Styx’s yin.

He’d given her that necklace the day after they decided to just be friends. He wanted to thank her for sticking around. There weren’t many people who did that for him.

“Oh, you don’t have to,” he smiled, before spreading some cream cheese on his bagel. “But this bagel will do just fine.”

They talked for a bit, sipping their drinks and simply enjoying each other’s company. Eventually, though, the pull from earlier came back. Like a magnet in his gut, being attracted to something in the woods across the street. He gazed out the window, feeling himself zone out. He imagined his beautiful wife, the night before she killed herself. She was wearing a gorgeous crimson sheer dress, roses and sticks of red berries woven into her hair. The last place he saw her was when he had left her lounging on their bed, neck red from kisses, blinking sleepily up at him.

He shouldn’t have left her that night. He hadn’t been that busy, it could’ve waited, whatever it was. That had been so long ago. He’d let so many memories go, but not that one. Her dark eyes, heavy lashes, the curve of her body, the softness in her voice. It was all so clear, and yet, he had overlooked all the signs.

She hadn’t really been happy with him. There was always something calling her away. She was like a caged bird, a chained animal. She sang and smiled and laid down to be touched, but it was all for show. She might have loved him, but he wasn’t enough. He had never been enough, and he never would be. He didn’t own her, because no one could ever own such a spirit.

“Earth to Shane,” he was brought back by a hand waving in front of his face. Sara looked at him quizzically.

“Something on your mind, buddy?” she asked. He felt his chest tighten when he looked away from the window. He brought out his wallet and plucked out a few dollars.

“Hey, I gotta go, here’s some money for the tip,” he said, hurriedly.

“Wait, you’re leaving already?” she asked, looking a bit disappointed. She rolled with it, however, and called after him as he left the café. “Well, text me later, I guess!”

He looked into the woods across the street as he waited for the light to change. The feeling inside of him grew stronger the longer he stared. The feeling told him that she was close. She was there, in the woods.

“I don’t know if you’re really out there,” he whispered to himself. “But I’ll find you, I promise.”

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Fic Summaries

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AU

1.

Pairing(s): Kurama/Hiei (background)

M/M

Featured Characters: Yuuske Urameshi, Kazuma Kuwabara, Botan, Hiei, Jin, Kurama, [male, oc] [female, oc]

Genre: AU, Supernatural, Action

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: swearing, descriptions of infected wounds and treatment of wounds, historical references to WWII air raids,

Summary:

That Yusuke would be tasked with fighting a dragon only to make the decision to save it had never once crossed his mind since becoming a god. But now he had gone against Heaven’s wishes and was doing just that. And if nursing a dragon back to health was rebellion, well then, rebellion seemed to suit him just fine. [AU featuring Yusuke as an isolated minor god, Kuwabara as his only voice of reason, and Hiei as a dragon in severe need of help.]

Bonus Features: Traditional Japanese dragon Hiei, Noragami (manga) influence, Shinto Gods AU, just under 29k words, Japanese words for shinto items.

2.

Pairing(s): Kurama/[male, OC], Kurama/Kuronue

M/M

Featured Characters: Kurama M, [male, OC], Kuronue, K. Hatanaka (Kurama's Stepfather), Koenma

Genre: AU, Fluff, Romance, Drama

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Alcohol, Mild Sexual Content

Summary:

"Kurama wished he was exaggerating the similarities between the two, but as far as his eyes could tell, it seemed like his dead partner had walked straight out of his final memories and into his stepfather's company...'

Time had not favored Kurama's stepfather's company and they were in need of a business partner to keep it afloat or buy him out. During their first meeting, Kurama's stepfather had noticed that his potential partner had found Kurama's presentation to be...of particular interest.  And with their company in dire straits, now was not the time for Kurama to be distracted by the impossible possibility that Kuronue was alive once more."

Bonus Features: In which Kuronue may/may not have been reincarnated into a Male OC, hence the double pairing.

3.

Pairing(s): Yusuke/Koto, Kuwabara/Yukina (background)

M/F

Featured Characters: Yusuke Urameshi, Koto, Kazuma Kuwabara, Yukina, Hokushin, Ruka, Juri, Botan, Kurama, Hiei, Enki, Kokou

Genre: AU, Friendship, Romance, Drama

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Sexual Situations

Summary:

"Yusuke Urameshi knew, from the time that he was five, that his soulmate was Keiko Yukimura.

Koto Orikasa knew, from the time that she was five, that she didn’t want a soulmate.

Life didn’t work out the way either of them planned, but they’re going to try to make it work. Or die trying."

Bonus Features: Rare pair (or crack pairing) of Yusuke/Koto. It's also a soulmate AU where the words your soulmate says appears on their skin. Many other characters and background pairings, but Yusuke/Koto are the main focus.

4.

Pairing(s): Kurama/Hiei

M/M

Featured Characters: Hiei, Yukina, Kurama, Yusuke, Kuwabara, Keiko, Koenma

Genre: Romance, AU, Fluff, Friendship, Family, Drama

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: Canon typical language, light angst to fluff

Summary:

“There was a reverberation in the heat and the air, the kind that suffocates like a pulse right before it's snuffed out. The power down before powering up, the breath held in the night, like a puff of life. The moment right before movement, that second where fear could paralyze: that was what he lived for. The bass dropped, and he was gone.”

A Step Up AU in which Hiei’s life is turned upside down by dancers Yusuke and Kuwabara, underground DJ (Alias) Kurama, and the sister he thought had been taken far, far away: ballerina Yukina.

Bonus Features: Dance battles, Hiei in tights, and possible closure for two starcrossed siblings.

Featured OC

5.

Pairing(s): Koenma X OC, Yusuke X Keiko

M/F

Featured Characters: Koenma, Yusuke, [Female, OC], Rando, [Female, OC]

Genre: Romance, Drama, Adventure

Rating: Mature, Explicit

Warnings: Graphic language, sexual content, implied/referenced sexual assault, graphic violence, references to a murder

Summary:

Things go wrong when Koenma and his loving girlfriend go to Alaska once again to visit her family and to watch her participate in an upcoming martial arts tournament in Palmer, Alaska. The lovers and Yusuke are ambushed by two assassins sent to kill the former spirit detective and Koenma’s lover. Will the trio survive the unforgiving harshness of the Alaskan wilderness and escape from the two assassins?

Bonus Features: This fic takes place in the summer time around July when there's no snow on the ground (just on the mountain tops).

6.

Pairing(s): Yusuke/Keiko

M/F

Featured Characters: Yusuke Urameshi, Keiko Yukimura, [Male, OC]

Genre: General, Romance

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: Sexual situations (non-explicit), swearing, minor depictions of violence.

Summary:

“He couldn’t exactly tell her the truth, which was basically that he hated Daisuke for all of time because he had successfully passed a note to Keiko, whom he had suddenly recognized as the girl of his dreams, and that all these realizations came from the fact that Keiko had, without warning, evolved in her taste in lingerie, which he was very eager to question but didn’t have the balls to ask about just yet.”

Bonus Features: This is a hopefully light-hearted story that tries to examine the Yusuke/Keiko relationship as they take first steps toward adulthood. Yusuke cannot handle it.

Other

7.

Pairing(s): Kuwabara Kazuma/Yukina (background), Hiei/Kurama (background)

M/F, M/M

Featured Characters: Yukina, Hiei, Kuwabara Kazuma, Urameshi Yusuke, Kurama, Kuwabara Shizuru, Female OC

Genre: General, Drama, Family

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: Canon-typical language, background minor character death, mention of canonical character death

Summary:

Five years after the passing of Genkai, Yukina receives word from Botan of another loss, though this one is more unexpected. Rui, the koorime who raised her—and who flung her brother from the cliffs of Hyouga to almost certain death—has died. Compelled by a strangely human need for closure, Yukina decides to return to her homeland one final time to pay her respects, but the journey will not be easy, and there is no guarantee of her return. With support from her Human World friends, she prepares to set out for Demon World and Hyouga itself expecting to be the only one burdened by things unresolved, but she is in for a surprise when Hiei declares that he will accompany her. Time and unspoken understanding have not brought Yukina much closer to him, a fact that she both regrets and resents, but perhaps, of all those who could have joined her, Hiei will turn out to be the one she needs most.

Bonus Features: The summary may sound cheesy, but the fic is cheesier still. Fair warning.

8.

Pairing(s): Yusuke/Hiei

M/M

Featured Characters: Yusuke, Hiei, Kuwabara, Kurama, Hokushin, Mukuro

Genre: Friendship, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Drama

Rating: Mature, Explicit

Warnings: Rape mention, non-con mention, sexual situations, violence, blood, gore, BL, profanity, mature content, graphic depictions of violence

Summary:

Yusuke hasn't seen Hiei in two years. Until one day he shows up on his doorstep bloody and unimpressed. The fire demon is caught up in a world of trouble, accused of treason and the king of Makai after his head. He turns to Yusuke, the only person he knows without a doubt that he can trust. Now, it's up to Yusuke to crack the fire demon's icy exterior and learn the truth. Hiei's very life depends on it.

9.

Pairing(s): Itsuki/Sensui

M/M

Featured Characters: Shinobu Sensui, Itsuki

Genre: Friendship, Romance, Angst

Rating: Teen and Up, Mature

Warnings: Internalized homophobia, emotional abuse, mind games, some non-explicit mentions of sexual processes

Summary:

He knew he was special the moment that they met, but he would never admit it. To him, Itsuki was only a friend, and he was the upstanding defender of justice with no flaws in sight. But this was the beginning of the end, as he himself had some flaws that only Itsuki was perceptive enough to see.

Bonus Features: Takes place in 1984. Heavy on video games.

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