#1x15 au

[shrinkthisviolet]

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged by @kitkatt0430, thank you! I do so love this one 💞

1. Barry POV fic

2. 1x15/1x16 fic

3. CF AU reunion fic

4. Daddy Issues AU intro fic

5. Aroace Morgan fic

6. Lucy AU ESB fic

7. CK AU interlude fic

8. Bumizumi AU Book 1

Tagging (no pressure ofc): @abcd-em @angst-is-love-angst-is-life @goldheartedchaoticdisaster @blackaquokat @negative-speedforce

@vexic929 @seek--rest @hollow-dweller

[stardreamer28]

and for the final part in our Frankenstein Day celebration: we have Victor finds Gerhardt and almost follows his father's words but decides not to. Gerhardt has some recognition to know he did something horrible but still his brother vows to help him. my headcanon is that tower was where the boys played as kids. as for Ruby in this one ooo! Snow was so sure she'd find Victor. I think not only could she smell the alcohol but she knew his scent too. we've seen little glimpses or lines to show they've begun a bond offscreen that we didn't see, as proven in my previous posts lol. I also have an entire theory of how she was the wolf by the Storybrooke sign (she proves even with the curse in 1x15 she still had wolf hearing) in which we later learn Victor has a house in the woods. and c'mon, they were all stuck there 28yrs, he would've been in the diner all the time. despite his flirting it was clear Victor had eyes for Ruby and no matter what happened later I fully believe they had a relationship and she'd eventually help him find Gerhardt. and as we see they really understood each other. so "Monster" was then turned into an affectionate term for them <3. and love the subtle glances between them gahh! even though we only had 1 other submission I've really enjoyed doing this countdown this month and hope you all did. I plan on doing it again next year - maybe with an AU theme? as well as clips I left out to gif next year. if you couldn't tell I ADORE these three people! lol

[scarletslippers]

Realized something while being very normal about nace gifsets - practically the only times Nancy can keep her distance from Ace are the times when her self worth is lowest. Ace beats himself up for not living up to the Ideal Boyfriend For Nancy he has invented in his head and she denies herself his warmth and comfort for not living up to the Ideal Nancy she knows he sees in her and I just 😭

“Very normal” you say? Here is my “very normal” response, complete with a cut because it got long 🥺🤷‍♀️ They make me insane, what of it?

I’m assuming these thoughts are inspired by that 3x01 moment I reblogged and I think it’s so interesting that you use the phrase “keep her distance”, because as you said that, all I can think about is the difference between physical distance and emotional distance.

Nancy’s always touching Ace. That’s a fact, and I have long been much feral about the *prolonged* shoulder touch. And I think in terms of physical distance, you are absolutely correct. Nancy touches Ace when she’s in control—she’s in the middle of solving a case, she has a question or a direction, and she’s acting on it. Shoulder touches like 1x02, 1x15, 1x18, 2x15 etc. come to mind.

It’s a bit of an inverse relationship: Physical distance decreases when emotional distance increases. Physical distance increases when emotional distance decreases.

We see this in the times when Nancy is emotionally vulnerable. When she’s more emotionally open—that emotional distance is decreasing/she’s more emotionally intimate—that’s when she keeps her distance physically. In 3x01 when Ace steps toward her, she pulls away, or how they stand apart and just head tilt during ‘If I find the words, I will share them with you’, and the 3x05 hallway conversation where Nancy opens up that she feels it’s her fault about Trott dying. Think about her careful distance from him in 3x04 and 3x12—that emotional intimacy is increasing so she’s keeping her distance physically. And of course, in 2x01, they way they circle around each other in ‘Just because I’m mad at you, doesn’t mean I want to lose you.’

And I think this plays into your comment about her “denying herself his warmth and comfort”. I think it’s less about her feeling that she doesn’t live up to his ideal of her, but that she feels like she doesn’t live up to what she would like herself to be—like you said, when her self-worth is lowest. And I think she knows that were she to touch him, were she to lean in and receive that comfort, allow herself to receive that comfort, it would put her so fully over the edge that she would crumble. (And as much as she has earned and needs and deserves a moment to crumble, Nancy and I both agree that she maybe doesn’t really have time for that right now, or just wouldn’t allow herself to do that )

So she compartmentalizes, and almost prioritizes her emotional need over her physical one (which like!!! That’s huge for her!!!). Like in 3x12 when Ace says ‘You’re not alone in this’ and the tension just drains from her. She needs the emotional support, so she holds back the physical. And when she seeks him out emotionally—‘About what you told me last night?’/‘I’ve been avoiding talking to you’—she keeps her distance physically. She can’t handle both, so she chooses.

(The AU is really the only moment that we see both—‘I was gonna tell you something’ combined with her reaching for his hand—she is both physically and emotionally intimate, which is a huge moment for Nancy and her relationship with Ace but perhaps more importantly a huge moment for Nancy and her character development as a whole. And thus even more depressing that it ISN’T REAL)

Interestingly, I feel like in those moments when she is physical, it’s not really a conscious choice, it’s just how she is around him. It’s her baseline, she doesn’t even think about it. It’s only when that emotional intimacy comes into play that she has to balance it a little in order to keep it together.

Which makes it perhaps even more interesting to compare (contrast?) this with the big hugs from 2x12/3x10, because Nancy is decidedly not in control at those moments. She’s in that rapid fall of relief after being scared out of her mind that she was going to lose him and so she just acts.

On the surface it looks like a moment of increased emotional intimacy, which should equal decreased physical intimacy, but actually I would argue that the emotional intimacy isn’t that high because Nancy is so firmly in denial about her feelings and/or being held back by the wraith. Therefore, it’s a bit of an exception to the rule, but emotionally she still feels in that ‘safe zone’ so she feels comfortable embracing him. I would also argue that these moments are mostly about Ace and not about Nancy’s feelings much at all. It’s about him and his safety, and so the physicality is her natural response.

Now let’s talk about the flip side that is Ace. You talk about his wanting to be the “Ideal Boyfriend for Nancy”, (which he so is, even if he doesn’t see it!) and Ace is honestly more physical in the moments when Nancy is more vulnerable! He doesn’t touch her as often, obviously, but when he does, it’s at significant moments: Protecting her in the Whisper box, or in 3x01, when the whole town is basically putting the pressure on her to solve these murders (Darlene, ILY, but give my girl a break), he touches her back and says ‘Let’s get out of here’. He touches her back again in 3x05 when she thinks it’s her fault that Trott is dead, and in 3x07, her arm/leg when she’s stressed in the car and his touch calms her down.

Perhaps the most important is 2x18 AS A WHOLE. He grabs her arm/elbow to comfort and reassure her after Gil leaves, holds her up getting in/out of Florence (drives her to NY, *alone*), pulls her up in the woods, holds her hand, rubs her back, and just generally acts like her concerned boyfriend. That episode is arguably when Nancy is her most vulnerable—physically, mentally, emotionally—and Ace steps in to greatly pick up that slack and meet her needs.

(And Nancy leans in and allows it because she physically can’t fight it. She desperately needs it.)

Ace really just continually increases his support for Nancy as the seasons progress, generally through acts of service/words, but also through his touch! Sparing but very significant!

So perhaps our equation is: When Nancy’s emotional intimacy increases, her physical intimacy decreases, and in response Ace’s physical intimacy increases.

They provide each other that balance, and always read what the other needs so they can fill that gap.

Basically they are perfect and they should just let themselves love each other and be loved. (All my love to @bethanyactually for meeting all of my sudden screenshot needs 😘)

[gregorygerwitz]

I want to preface this with I respect your decision as a writer to have mouse not drink caffeine as a recovering addict.

But I would also like to say that some addicts turn to other "benign" addictive substances while in the recovery phase and then wean off of them, in turn, to help with withdrawals and to soothe the ache of having been addicted and missing the substance, it's a way to cope. So that may have been deliberate on the part of the writers, but even if it wasn't, it still makes sense from an addiction standpoint, particularly if the recovery is undertaken mostly on your own. A substitute is sometimes even recommended by professionals. Things like sugar (jelly beans) and caffeine, (energy drinks, coffee) are common for people in recovery to turn to!

I'm used to people pushing back against that headcanon because "tea has caffeine too!!!" (I know that, because I have to watch what tea I buy, personally, so I don't get anything that doesn't have a crazy caffeine content because I'm cutting back so much myself) so I was braced for that. This is a very pleasant surprise, and something I didn't personally consider because I can research and babble and talk myself in circles any day of the week, but I freely admit that I have very little relevant experience in the realm of addiction.

I did recognize that habit with the jellybeans! Although, I think that's a little bit easier to pick up on considering what little we know about Mouse's past substance abuse - the only real concrete detail is Jay's "popping pills" comment in 4x02, and as a lover of jellybeans (and someone who is on prescription medication), I know the shape and the mouthfeel. I realized he's snacking on jelly beans in 4x04 of Chicago Fire and immediately made the connection of "oh, that's potentially an open opportunity for angst! that might be a way of self-medicating his own self-medication!"

Alternatively, I know that some of the times we see Jay snacking or eating or drinking something on screen, it's just Jesse needing a snack on a long set day. So this could very feasibly be Sam just munching or grabbing something he thinks looks good or he planted in the fridge during the take.

Personally, I am very hesitant to think the writers did something like that on purpose, simply because the writing around Mouse, specifically was... not good. I have quite a few complaints about how underused he was even as a side character, the way the team treated him, all of that. I just feel like they didn't put enough thought into Mouse as a character to make a little decision with big meaning like that? Especially when we see him high and a little off the legal rails in 1x15, his first appearance, there's a short conversation about it when he appears again in 2x16, and then absolutely nothing else about him or his backstory outside of Jay in any capacity until 4x02 when he got his past addiction and felony record thrown in his face.

That being said, I could be wrong! I wasn't in the writers' room, and I don't know what they or Sam were thinking when those scenes were being written and filmed. It could have also been a directorial decision made on the spot when they were filming the scene!

I was going to put a gif of Mouse with the energy drink here but apparently I don't have one that actually shows the can??? Weird. I'll have to add that to my list of things to make after the move when I get settled in.

But thank you for the insight! I probably won't change how I write him, just because 90% of the time I ignore canon and write in AUs anyway, but it definitely adds some interesting depth to those scenes when I rewatch them! 💜

[chintzwife]

supernatural au but the benders got them. capped at 1x15. get to heaven and all the angels are like motherfuck this is what we get for letting lil fish A procreate and not lil fish B i told you. send em back

[shrinkthisviolet]

Haven’t done this in a while, let’s do it again!

WIPs:

Barry POV fic (1x11 to 1x14)

1x15 (+ possibly 1x16) Morgan AU fic

Saviris fic

CF AU reunion fic

Lucy AU ESB fic

Snippet:

“One day, you’ll see her again for real.”

Barry smiled wryly. “You were always the more hopeful of the two of us, Irey.”

Most wouldn’t have put much stock in it, calling it coincidence that the dreams all played out the same, that Jesse aged a year in each one…but not Iris. She was convinced, possibly even more than Barry, that there was some grand design at play.

Though she and he disagreed on what exactly that grand design was.

Tagging (no pressure ofc):

@fezwearingjellybananas @starstruckpurpledragon @goldheartedchaoticdisaster @seek--rest @abcd-em @promiseofthepremise @silveryinkystar @lady-of-the-spirit @connorswhisk and anyone else who wants to!

WIP Wednesday Game

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Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to play!

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[mrs-nate-humphrey]

(submission) so while that au where serena comes out out of spite isnt ever going to get fully written (and what exists is pretty rough), i did go track down the doc, and i figured you might find what i had interesting. it follows:

“This doesn’t make any sense, because that would mean… that Eric is… and he’s not.” Her mom’s voice drops to practically nothing. “He’s just not.”

Eric looks pained, and Serena feels the same pain in her chest as she knows he does.

“Are you?” She finally turns to him, and the ache curls into a violent ball at their faces, at the way realization dawns. “Oh, God.”

He runs.

“Eric!” She shouts his name without thinking, shoving herself up from the table.

Fuck. Anger blisters in her chest, and Serena turns on her mother because Really? “Well, I’m sure you’ll be even happier to know I’m bisexual.”

The same terrible, silent shock reigns and Serena shakes her head as she shoves her chair the rest of the way back. “Great, Mom. That’s just great.”

She feels a hand on her arm and yanks herself away from Georgina, remembering exactly how this happened.

“How dare you?” she spits, and runs after her brother.

His door is half-open when she stumbles to a stop at the edge of the hall, and Serena takes a moment to steady herself before slipping inside. She shouldn’t have said that. It was reckless, and there was a reason she hadn’t brought it up before, and it’s another thing Georgina knows now, but her mom’s face—

She closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath. Serena probably shouldn’tve done that, but Eric didn’t even get the choice about it.

She pushes the door open.

Eric mumbles a goodbye into his phone and flicks it shut at the sight of her.

“Who were you talking to?” she asks, deciding to start off easy on both of them.

He half-grimaces. “Chuck.”

“Wait, you called Chuck?” It’s only after she says it that she realizes it’s why he grimaced, but she wouldn’t take it back. It’s a warranted reaction.

“Yeah,” he says, sitting down at the foot of his bed, surprisingly undefensive. He always is. “I’ve been talking to him a lot lately. Guy’s got his faults, but he’s never judged me.”

Maybe not defensive, but armed. It hurts to hear him say that, probably even more because she knows it’s right. She pushes it back, and sits on the bed across from him. “I’m your sister. We’re us. You can tell me anything.”

“I wanted to, but it… it’s—it’s not the type of thing you blurt out on the way to school.” He thinks she means this, Serena realizes, or at least that’s where he’s sending the conversation and it’s her job to listen. “I was waiting for the right time. Dinner with Georgina definitely wasn’t. At all.”

She laughs, because he has no idea how right he is. “Yeah, and then I did.”

“Wait, what?” Eric’s eyebrows drop in confusion, and he leans towards her like he might’ve misheard.

“You like boys and not girls,” she says, gesturing loosely between them. “I like boys and girls. …And I kind of threw that at Mom.” 

Eric blinks at her. It hurts so, so much less than—

“But I’m sorry,” Serena tells him, taking his hand from between them. “About her, but mostly about me. I came back for you, but…”

He half-smiles, and saves her from trying to find the words. “Hey, I get it. It’s okay.”

“It’s really not.” She swallows, shaking her head. “I promise, though, I’m here now, and I love you.”

“I love you, too.” His smile widens into a proper grin, and she knows the hard part is over.

Which means she has to ask. “So ‘boyfriend’?”

“When I was at Ostroff, I met this guy. We were going through a lot of the same stuff, and now…” He shakes his head, grimacing. “Now that guy is dating Jenny.”

“Wait, you’re the mystery guy Asher was spotted kissing?” She winces, every Gossip Girl rumor about her she’d ever hated flashing through her mind, and squeezes his hand. “I know this isn’t how you wanted this to happen.”

Eric squeezes back, and lets go. “Yeah, I’m guessing this isn’t what you wanted either, but I think the important part is that it’s happening.”

“I’m so proud of you,” she says, because she is. He’s so much better than she ever was.

“Yeah,” he says, head ducking. “I think I’m gonna drop by Asher’s party. There’s one more person I have to talk to.”

Right. Boyfriend. Dan.

“I, uh, I guess there’s someone I need to talk to, too.” At least before Georgina throws this all over Gossip Girl, or figures out something worse to do with it.

He stands up, and offers her a hand, and they head out together. Mom and Georgina are both gone when they go through to get to the elevator, and Serena should probably be worried, but all she can feel is relieved not to have to deal with them.

She catches Dan just outside the coffee shop, and she can feel the usual giddiness at the sight of him and the relief to have found him mixing with the fear of rejection already settled in the pit of her stomach.

What results is a rambling greeting as she pulls him into a hug. “Oh, thank God you’re here. I’m so happy to see you. Hey.”

“I’m happy to see you, too.” He grins at her as he pushes her back, and thank God they’re okay right now. “You can meet Sarah.“

“Oh, I’d love to,” she says, pasting on a photo-ready smile, trying to shove down the petty jealousy the name sparks and the less than petty fear that’s been clawing at her the whole way here, “but there’s something really important I need to tell you first, can we talk?”

Dan blinks at her, with his familiar, startled, big brown eyes, and pulls her gently away from the door with the hand still resting on her arm. “Yeah, sure, what’s up?”

“I—“ She swallows. “I really like you. I love you, okay?”

“Oh-kay?” The startled look intensifies, and it’s so Dan that she wants to cry. “I mean, I love you, too, but…”

“Sorry, I just—“ She shakes her head, trying to breathe. “I want to make it clear that I’m not cheating on you, and I’m not breaking up with you.”

He frowns, confused, and slowly says, “That’s… good.”

She swallows, and meets his eyes, and—“I like girls.”

“Oh.” He blinks, and for one terrifying heartbeat there’s silence and then she watches everything click and the words pour out. “Oh! Okay, that’s cool. I, um, I’m really glad you told me.”

Happiness bubbles warm out of her stomach and she laughs, unthinking and relieved. “I’m really glad I told you.”

He smiles at her, soft and warm and she loves him so much, and turns half away from her. “Do you wanna go inside? Because if you want, we can just stay out here and—“

Someone yells his name and he spins, that overexaggerated Humphrey kind of moving. She follows and—

“…or not! Serena, this is Sarah. Sarah, Serena.”

Georgina smiles, and Serena’s heart stops.

She sees the text from Eric pretty much the second she hands Serena off to Nate and Chuck to haul up the stairs. have u seen s? she didnt come home last nite

She doesn’t bother texting back, just calls. Maybe he’ll know why she said—

Eric answers on the first ring, with “Please tell me you found her?”

“Yeah, but Eric—“ Serena nearly slips out of Nate’s hold on the top step, and fear chokes her for a moment. She breathes out slowly, and waits until everyone’s on level ground before continuing. “It’s bad. Like, ‘before she went away’ bad.”

There’s a sharp intake of breath over the phone.

“What the hell happened?” she hisses, because that was not nearly as startled as it should have been and the fact they were looking at all is a statement in and of itself.

Nate’s head pokes out the door, and he starts waving her over as the sounds of Serena vomiting begin echoing loudly–alongside Chuck’s equally loud dismay over his shoes. She grimaces, gesturing violently to the phone and mouthing “Eric!” until he seems to understand and give up.

“I…” Eric hesitates. “I’m not sure. She seemed fine the last time I saw her, yesterday before I came to the party, but it was after something pretty nasty happened with my mom. She’s still out looking right now, so—“ He swallows. “Just—once she’s sober enough, just tell her Mom… tell her Mom’s trying, and that she loves us.”

Blair purses her lips. “I need you to keep your mom from coming by.”

“Wait?” She can practically see Eric’s frown. “Why?”

“There’s something else going on.” Something that’s been going on since the SATs. She’s been trying to ignore the signs, but they’ve been there, and with what Serena said last night… She shakes off the thought. “She needs to talk about it, and that won’t happen with her mom there.”

There’s another long hesitation. “…I’ll do my best.”

“Thank you.” The retching suddenly increases in volume. “I’ve gotta go, bye.”

[angelhummel]

nerdy underclassman Rachel gets caught spying on popular senior Santana (but Santana doesn’t really mind)

[logandeservedbetter]

Love stinks. You can dress it up with sequins and shoulder pads but one way or another you’re just gonna end up alone at the spring dance strapped into uncomfortable underwear.

I really thought I was over him. I desperately wanted to be. I just need to calm down so I can drive home. I hear someone knock on the window.

[shrinkthisviolet]

Thanks for the tag! (And thanks also to @vexic929 and @goldheartedchaoticdisaster for tagging me too 💞). Here are my WIPs:

Barry POV fic

1x15/1x16 fic

Lucy AU ESB fic

CF AU reunion fic

Bumizumi time travel AU Book 1

CK AU interlude fic

Rey & Luke time travel fic

Tagging:

@seek--rest @starstruckpurpledragon @fezwearingjellybananas @promiseofthepremise @abcd-em @hollow-dweller

WIP Folder Game

Tagged by @captastra

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Ghost in the Machine

Let’s Get Together

Space Road Trip

Brenna’s Summer

Tagging 4 people for 4 WIPs: @nightbloodbix @truly-very-british @practically-an-x-man and @marivenah

[thebrochtuarachs]

To celebrate my birthday this Sunday...

...I will be posting new chapters of my current WIPs - To Begin Again, Arranged, Something In The Rain, and All That Was Good☺️Which will come out first, I'm not sure yet but kindly expect the new chapters dropping soon! (I've had a few days break, some of them spent on the beach, my creative juices are determined to get these out)

For the meantime, catch up on some of the other things I’ve written some while back:

ONE SHOTS

Woe is All I Possess ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - Frank Randall takes a break from editing his book when a familiar name suddenly made itself known [From Gotham’s Writing Workshop]

A Right To Claim ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - A little expansion of Claire and Laoghaire’s confrontation (1x10) plus a little imagined post-scene fic if Jamie had seen the entire thing.

On The Corporal’s Account ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - A 1x15 One-Shot imagined fic. What if someone had witnessed just how much Claire and Jamie fought for each other in that cell? I took the liberty of inventing a corporal officer as witness to it all.

All I Ask ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - Claire contemplates her decision after she promises to go back through the stones to Jamie. A little 2x06 post-scene fic.

Sisters ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - How Bree and Faith Meet. Modern AU. [From the Single Syllable Fic Challenge]

Good Morning ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - An unexpected visitor joins Claire’s morning bath routine [From Jamie x Claire Photo Prompt One Shots series]

Not A Parade ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - Jamie and Claire attend a party at his work. [From Jamie x Claire Photo Prompt One Shots series]

Joe ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - Claire tries to explain her two rings in the people she encountered in her life. [Tales of the Silver Ring series]

When Love Dies ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - AU. One Shot. Major Character Death. In which Claire and Bree doesn’t deserve Jamie for the way they (over) reacted in 4x10 and 4x11.

Of Small Glances ( Tumblr | AO3 ) - Jamie and Claire get trapped in an elevator on e New York Blackout. (Possible) One Shot. Fluff.

Introducing Bree [DONE] A short post 3x01 scene after Claire and Bree meet for the first time

Chapter 1: Redheads for a Reason ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 2: Her Name ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Forever [DONE] Jamie left Claire eight years ago and now he’s at her house. Will she take him back?

Chapter 1: The Unexpected Visitor ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 2: Defiance ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 3: Fight On ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 4: Another Unexpected Visitor ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 5: The Challenge ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 6: Aftermath ( Tumblr | AO3 )

To Begin Again [WIP] My take on how Jamie passes through the stones to the 20th century on Beltane to 1968.

Chapter 1: Someone’s At The Moor ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 2: A Birthday Celebrated ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 3: Of Lost and New Loves ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 4: The Introduction ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 5: Cars and the Issue of Semantics ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 6: Surprise, Surprise ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 7: Getting To Know You ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 8: A 20-Year Recap ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 9: Revelations Continued ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 10: Lallybroch ( Tumblr | AO3 ) [In participation in One Quote, One Shot 2]

Chapter 11: Riding (Tumblr | AO3)

Arranged [WIP] Modern AU. Set in 2018. Where Claire and Jamie are arranged to be married.

Chapter 1: The Announcement ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 2: The Explanation ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 3: The First Afternoon ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 4: The Dinner ( Tumblr | AO3)

Chapter 5: The New Acquaintances (Tumblr | AO3)

Chapter 6: Making A Claim (Tumblr | AO3)

Something In The Rain [WIP] Modern day meet-cute instance between Jamie and Claire.

Chapter 1: A Day In June ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 2: Definitely, Maybe ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 3: So We Meet Again ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 4: Friday Lunch ( Tumblr | AO3)

Chapter 5: Finding Solid Ground (Tumblr | AO3)

Chapter 6: Situations (Tumblr | AO3)

Chapter 7: Interruptions (Tumblr | AO3)

Chapter 8: A Month Apart, Part 1 (Tumblr | AO3)

Chapter 9: A Month Apart, Part 2 (Tumblr | AO3)

All That Was Good [WIP] My take on "What if Jamie and Claire both passed through the stones before Culloden?". I'm bad at summaries but hope you like this wee one!

Chapter 1 ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 2 ( Tumblr | AO3 )

Chapter 3 ( Tumblr | AO3 )

[shrinkthisviolet]

What's the 1x15 and 1x16 fic?👀 sorry if I got the name wrong; won't let me paste for some reason🤷‍♀️

You got it right, no worries! It’s basically a 2-chapter fic (well…planned to be 2 chapters 😅) about the events of Flash 1x15 to 1x16 in the Morgan AU. I consider the whole time travel thing to be a two-parter, hence the fic spanning both episodes. And here’s a snippet:

Dad smiled. “But in the meantime…you ought to go.”

“Even with Barry there?” Morgan asked slowly.

He looked briefly confused but then nodded. “Even then. Miss West seems quite insistent on your presence…and perhaps it’ll rub some salt in Barry’s wound, hmm?”

WIP folder game!

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[stardreamer28]

and more Frankenstein/Howl At The Moon countdown today, 1x15 has alot of scenes so it may be split into parts. 1st: I'm getting AU ideas (not shippy) from Ruby talking to August lol. then, I loove that Granny called her Liza (not sure if they mean to, but to us it references Elizabeth in Frankenstein). and then the wonderful bus stop scene! I get why Emma was weary of Victor's rep - & men in general - but cmon read between the storybook lines! lol. Ruby wasn't exactly trying to say no that hard lol, & besides they're meant to be together!!! don't interrupt their first onscreen frankenwolfy conversation!! ok, I'm done lol

[sisterofleatherfrog]

TBB Soulmate AU (pt. 1)

Hello there! Hi! I hope you’re having a good day after the events of 1x15! I started writing this before that, but I’m slow and it’s done now and hopefully the fluff can be of comfort! 

 I read a lot of fanfiction and something I really love is soulmate AU’s, so I thought: “Hey, I love the Bad Batch, I can do something with this!” and so this (and it’s part 2) were born. I’m focusing on the trope of ‘first words to each other are tattooed on your body’ soulmate trope. I hope you enjoy! If you do, please let me know. I love talking to other people here and maybe we can recommend fics to each other!

You POV is gender neutral with no descriptions.

Warnings: None, SFW with some NSFW alluded to. All fluff no bite.

Word Count: 2914

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At first, the Kaminoans wanted to see if they could get rid of the words and cut the clones off entirely from things that weren’t defending the Republic. Later though, thanks to some helpful Jedi and senatorial interference, the consensus was that the words would help inspire them to fight; giving them a glimpse of hope for a different life once this war was over. Different clones, of course, react differently to the words etched on their skin, and even more so to the person responsible for them...

Crosshair- ‘Something snarky,’ he snarked.

-So as I’ve heard others say, this man is 99% bite, and 1% soft.

-10/10 though it probably made him a little insecure to see the words arcing along his left rib cage because they were pretty sharp.

-He ended up growing into a bit of a sea-urchin of a person so maybe it was to be expected. 

-You on the other hand, were always a little confused about the words on your ribs, they were rude, fightin’-words, and you weren’t going to take that from nobody. 

-When the war started you enlisted to support the GAR as a mechanic.

-Despite the debriefing you got stating ‘you will mostly NOT be interacting with the clone troopers, you are to remain professional at all times, blah, blah, blah.’ the troopers would often approach the nat-born mechanics to talk, and how could you turn down their company?

-Despite what a lot of senators and other politicians said, they were not soulless automaton husks of men, they were all brimming with personality and plenty of charm and you loved to hear them talk about their brothers and adventures.

-Something that was often brought up by the ranks was soulmate words.

-Some were curious about them, others suspicious about the person on the other end, others endlessly happy that there was somebody out there for them.

-You wondered about yours, the insult you lived with your entire life stamped on your side, and hoped the banter was at least worth it.

-One day, a few of the troopers were buzzing about the new clone force that would be coming to the base, an experimental group of ‘defectives’ called Clone Force 99.

-You didn’t quite see the reason for all the excitement, but maybe they’d shake things up a bit.

-Later, you were trying to organize a bunch of equipment by the ship you were working on, and while you were moving a long piece of metal, you caught somebody with your swing.

-You looked, seeing a tall, thin man with silver hair in black and red armour, but before you could apologize he hissed: “Watch it! Or are nat-borns raised without being trained to look where they’re going?”

-You didn’t even hesitate before firing back: “If you don’t stop being an asshole I’ll whack you again and it won’t be an accident.”

-You were so miffed it took a second before it clicked, you could see the same realization going on in his own head as his eyes widened. 

-Oh no. Oh no, no, no. “Not this asshole!” You exclaimed in unison. 

-Jokes on you both though, the snark is hot and you find the banter is totally worth it.

Wrecker- A cheesy, cheesy, line

-Listen, we all know that one deleted scene in season 7 of The Clone Wars, when mans isn’t in dad mode, he’s ready to find somebody hot and go down (both figuratively and probably literally as well).

-I really don’t think he’s as easily flustered as some people write him, he’ll get embarrassed about his slip ups, but not about flirting and the horizontal bop.

-Wrecker was always a head, and later head and shoulders, above the other clones around him. There was no disguising the fact that when he stood in a doorway, he became the entire door.

-Because of this he always thought that his words were a little silly maybe? Then again, time and time again he kept hearing them from the various new people he met with the work his batch did.

-Actually, he started to become kind of anxious because of how often he heard his words and was worried he’d miss them by accident if he did actually meet his soul mate. 

-You were quite confused when you were little because your words made your parents absolutely mortified. When you were older and finally got the innuendo, you also were for a while.

-Now you were just waiting for them to try that line on you.

-While doing some administrative work for your planet’s branch of the Republic government was when you first heard that an elite group of clones would be stationed at the local GAR base. 

-It was a bit of a big deal because they would be working with the local government to best direct them in some covert operation or another, so they would be coming to your work directly.

-While delivering papers one day soon after you turned a corner and rammed into a wall that hadn’t been there 15 minutes ago.

-”Wrecker, that’s a prime example of why you should watch where you’re walking.” said a calm yet exasperated voice.

-”Yeah, yeah, Tech I get it.” Said a rougher voice. The owner of the voice, the person (not a wall) you had run into, was standing ahead of you, thick legs greeting you from your position on the floor.

-You looked up and saw him, he was handsome with a strong brow, a nose that looked as if it had been broken before, and a large scar spidering around the left side of his face toward his one white eye. When he leaned down to help you up, his hand consumed yours completely.

-It was probably rude but it just slipped out: “Kriff you’re big.”

-He looked you up and down and grinned, “That’s not the only thing that’s big.”

-The people with him, four of them, groaned at that line, but you could only laugh saying: “You know what, I’ve always wondered who I’d hear that line from, but at least you have the physicality to carry it off.”

-It took a moment to click in his head, but when it did you were swept up by the biggest man you’d ever met. Later on he did indeed prove to you that he wasn’t the only thing that was big… his bomb collection was quite impressive too.

Tech- Nerdy heart-eyes

-Unlike Wrecker, Tech is definitely more easy to fluster, especially when he’s treading new territory.

-Don’t get me wrong, with the things he’s familiar with he can take the reins and lead no problem, but new things, especially social situations, can throw him for a bit of a loop (even if he is eager to learn).

-That being said, it came as no surprise that as soon as he could understand what was written on his arm he researched it, and found the words actually referred to a type of word puzzle.

-Being inclined to that sort of thing anyway, he found an enjoyable pastime to fill the hours between training, eating, and spending time with his brothers.

-To you, your words were always kinda cute. There was a pronounced stutter there and you wondered if it was part of them or if your line was just that good.

-To be fair though, plenty of people stuttered for many different reasons, sometimes soulmate words were so innocuous that people missed each other. You really hoped that wasn’t the case with you.

-As you were working on rewiring part of the internal communications system at the base you were currently at you suddenly realized the time, so packing things away temporarily you went to stretch your cramped limps and find lunch.

-Grabbing some of the daily slop, you took it out to sit by the entrance of one of the hangers to get some fresh air and watch the ships come and go.

-As you approached a good spot, you suddenly saw a head of reddish hair poking up from behind the crates you were planning to sit on. Pausing briefly you continued toward them and thought that maybe they’d like some company.

-Coming up behind them, you saw it was a man in armour slightly hunched over a data pad with a display showing a grid of mostly blank squares, a key above it displaying-

-”Oh! Is that a penta-lingual crossword? I love those!” You enthused.

-Yeah, nerd. You loved words and loved the extra challenge of trying to determine which word in what language was the correct one to fit in the puzzle. 

-He jumped and his head whipped in your direction, owlish eyes wide behind a pair of goggles.

-He was adorable, in a grown man way.

-”Ah- um yes.” He seemed a little taken aback by your presence.

-You felt a little bad for having surprised him, apologized and introduced yourself, then explained you were here to have lunch and would leave if he wanted his privacy.

-He shook his head no emphatically, “It is quite alright, I am Tech. You will not be disturbing me if you stay.”

-So you did, at first picking away at your lunch and periodically glancing at Tech. You noticed he would glance at you too from the corner of your eye. He was cute, so you decided to be bold.

-Setting your lunch aside you leaned closer to him and looked at the puzzle he was working on. “I think 17 down is ‘mesh’la’, and across is ‘mirdala’.” 

-”Yes you are.” He softly mumbled before freezing at what he just said aloud.

-You laughed and slid down to sit beside him and started working through the puzzle together. Occasionally a word or a particular clue would bring up a topic and you would get lost in the conversation for a while. 

-Suddenly you remembered time existed and you looked, groaning as you realized you were two hours late in returning to your shift. Your job probably wasn’t in danger, but you would get a talking to.

-You told Tech as such and went to rise, “It’s been fun, I’ve never met anybody else interested in these puzzles.”

-Suddenly his hand was on your wrist, stopping you from leaving, “I… enjoyed this as well. I most likely would never have heard of them if it was not for you though.” As he said this he shyly looked up at you through his top lashes.

-It took a moment for it to dawn on you, but when it did, the smile you felt come upon your face was so big it hurt.

-Tech spoke again: “If you want, I could tell your superior you failed to return to your post because I requested you help me with a mechanical problem, you would not receive any demerits for that.”

-”Thank you.” you said softly. “If you’re still here tomorrow… would you like to sit and do some more? I only have a quick thing to do in the morning if nothing else breaks here.”

-His gaze was dreamy as it met yours, “I’d like that very much.”

Mando’a note: Mesh’la=Beautiful,  Mirdala=Clever

Echo- Easy, unexpected, unhurried

-Echo has been through, and seen a lot (understatement of the century).

-He’s at a point in his life where if he wants something, he will ask (because the worst you get is a no).

-His words reflect that, seeming to come from a perfectly innocuous social interaction.  

-While he would be more than happy to meet his soulmate and see what sort of person they were, he understood and happily lived without them. Soulmates, despite what the holodramas said, were not the be-all end-all of the love you received in your life.

-Unbeknownst to him, you were of a very similar mind in regards to romance. 

-You had family of all sorts scattered across the galaxy you were always happy to see, and you’d had plenty of experience and affection from previous partners to know what made you happy both in and out of relationships. You were secure to live without them.

-One night out in Ord Mantell, you were sitting alone at a table having a few when a sonorous voice asked: “Is this seat taken?” 

-You looked up, taking in the voice’s owner. He looked like a clone, but different in several ways: his skin was a little paler, his face more sunken and angular, and most apparent were his cybernetics. All together intriguing and handsome.

-”Not at all.” You said nonchalantly, expecting him to take the seat and move it to one of the other tables occupied by patrons. Instead he put himself in the seat and took a sip from the glass he’d brought with him.

-You smiled and raised an eyebrow at him: you liked a little boldness.

-You ended up sitting and talking to Echo until the last call and closing time came, and you talked all the way to your place and into your room (where not too much talking was done after that).

-He was a busy man, apparently also not a friend to the new Empire and was often away, doing missions for your old boss Cid (small galaxy isn’t it?) with his brothers. 

-Whenever you could though, you spent time together. He was a good man and you wanted to make that time for him (and how happy you were when he did the same for you).

-One night while luxuriating in the late afternoon light filtering in, Echo was tracing the black words on your leg: Is this seat taken?

-He no longer had his legs, but he told you how he remembered his own black words, clear as day: Not at all.

-Well, didn’t that sound a little familiar?

-Neither of you could really recall perfectly what was said on that first night thanks to the wine, but either way, words or no: you’d both made your choices and weren’t going anywhere.

Hunter- Caring father, loving man

-Ah yes, our sci fi-fantasy Rambo with the heart of a dad. Mr. ‘If anything happened to Omega I’d kill everybody else in this room and then myself’.

-Would be SOFT for anybody who likes kids.

-Your words worried you a lot when you were younger, the influence of holodramas ever present thanks to the obsessions of your close gaggle of friends. 

-What if they were already in love with somebody else? What if, like a cheesy B-holo plot, you were the reason a perfectly happy couple separated?

-As an adult you didn’t think so much about it (or like that) anymore. Whatever happens, happens, adults make their own decisions.

-Secretly though you wanted somebody to love you as much as they obviously did ‘them’.

-Hunter was always very confused by his words though. Who was ‘she’? Who would they be and why did she need to be protected? Who was it that helped this ‘she’?

-There was only a very select group of people who he could say with absolute certainty that he loved, other than them, there wasn’t another soul whom he could name who he’d treat that way too. 

-Also, as a professional soldier and elite clone squad member, the only times he spent time with potential partners were one-night stands. There was no love there.

-One day while restocking some of the shelves of the store you ran, you heard the bell above the door loudly ring, signalling somebody had entered. 

-Turning you saw a small blonde girl who was breathing heavily with eyes darting madly as if looking for something.

-This of course made you very concerned as she did not look well at all. “Hello there,” you said calmly, catching the girl’s attention “is everything okay honey?”

-She shook her head “N-no, me and my family were just doing a job for somebody and now we’re all being chased!”

-You were shocked to say the least and ushered her behind the register and into one of cubbies below to hide while you kept watch. As she curled up, she lifted a comm device and called for somebody called Hunter.

-Some time passed and nobody came by, until suddenly the door was violently swung open by a man in a green shirt with half a skull tattooed on his face. 

He looked around before calling, “Omega?!”

-You were about to tell him nobody else was here, but were interrupted by the girl scrambling up, running to the man, and hugging him tightly. He also wrapped his (well built) arms around her.

-”It’s okay Huntah’, the nice person helped me.”

-The man, Hunter, looked up from his protective hold of Omega and turned to you, a serious expression on his face: “Thank you, she means everything to me.”

-It softened you to see the obvious care and love this man had for his child and (also recognising those words and seeing an affection you couldn’t help but understand) you said, “I’m glad I could help protect her.”

-Still concerned for Omega, it took him a moment to also recognize what was happening, but when he did his eyes met yours again, wide and wondering.

-In the end, you were both equally loving and protective of Omega, and soon she had also adopted you as her new parent. 

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Pt. 2 

[gregorygerwitz]

cozy trio ask (the new fic is amazing !!!)

if you had to place the trio in a typical fanfic au (eg. flowershop/tattoo parlour, coffee store/bookstore, etc.) which au would it be, and who would play which role?

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Hello again, nonny!

I'm doing a writing challenge this year with Cozy Trio as the ship for all of my fics in the challenge (I'll reblog the post about it later tonight), and I've been thinking about the free of them in a coffeeshop AU since seeing the post yesterday since that's the prompt I'm leaning toward for July. So I'll start there.

In a Coffeeshop AU... here's the thing. I've already made moodboards for barista!Mouse and barista!Jay. I have post-war, post-addiction Mouse making a new life for himself and falling for his regular customer, Det. Halstead. And I have post-war Jay serving tea to his emotional support spoiled rich boy every afternoon. So it's Hailey's turn, right?

So, barista!Hailey, serves a strong cup of coffee (secretly with a little extra sugar that he never tells anyone about) to Jay every morning, perfectly put together and ready for his day before he even walks through the door. Usually about an hour later, she prepares an even sweeter cup of tea to Mouse, who is a rumpled mess of shirts that don't fit him and hair that's had fingers run through it a few too many times. They come in together every once in a while, that's how she knows they're friends, and she jokingly flirts with both of them because they're cute and leave good tips (it takes a couple months before Mouse tries to put a stop to her flirting with him, just a little "you know I'm gay, right?" and it doesn't stop her but it does get a little more... over the top? a little more obviously fake, more teasing than flirting, and he does it back, which Jay rolls his eyes at whenever it happens in front of him)

How do they get together? Unsure. I have 6 months to figure that out, though.

As for tattoo artist/florist, I've actually come up with an expanded concept of that, for an ot3 I had back when I wrote for Marvel? The moodboards are here on my blog, if anyone wants to check it out, but the short version is tattoo parlor/flower shop/bookstore all on the same block, and the owners of all the stores are friends and then all get together.

Mouse is the florist, I think. He wears a lot of florals in canon? Not enough but also... four shirts. He wears four floral shirts in canon. And that's just on screen. I want to follow the flower motif for him as much as possible, it makes me so happy. the sunflower shirt from 1x15 lives in my mind rent free at all times

Hailey as a tattoo artist fascinates me. Can I explain it? No. But do I know in my soul that she would do great and probably love ever second of it? Yeah. bonus points that both she and Mouse are pursuing careers that their parents would absolutely hate for them, like I could put a lot of angst in here about that but I'm behaving

Does Jay owning a bookstore make sense? No. But mostly just because I'm fully on board with @kitthekazoo's headcanon that his ADHD just made it difficult to learn those skills - like reading and writing and math - at the same pace as his peers when he was young. He can read, it's just not something he enjoys because he associates it with that struggle and disappointment from his father. However... editing that third profession so it's maybe... following in his father's footsteps and becoming a mechanic? and his shop is on the same block as Mouse's flower shop and Hailey's tattoo parlor? I love that. I love that a lot.

something something Jay following his father's dreams for him vs Mouse rejecting the family tech/investment track and Hailey rejecting the restaurant business... I have a lot of thoughts here but I don't know if they're coherent yet.

Also... something about putting the Mouse&Hailey relationship, which I keep completely platonic in all of my Cozy Trio AUs, in the roles that are typically the romantic cliché in this kind of universe is so satisfying. I love turning things upside down for no reason. I live for that kind of quiet chaos.

Thanks so much for this! I had a lot of fun thinking about these! And who knows, maybe I'll write the tattoo artist/florist/mechanic idea for December when that prompt comes around!

[konako]

So i was wondering when you draw Rudy you give her a scar on her ribs, is there a backstory for it? Maybe im just dumb lol but i am very curious on it

ooooh and for i think it's dark au? but is Ruby blind in one eye or is her eye always gold?

Hi there! Okay, those are two different answers.

Regarding DRK AU, the 'verse that has Ruby thoroughly scarred. It's the AU where Regina, The Evil Queen, captured Red, the best warrior of Snow White's army, imprisoning her in her dungeon, torturing her for five days and "experimenting" with silver materials to explore the regenerative powers of a werewolf.

Red's perpetually golden eye is the result of Regina testing a solution mixed with silver. A few drops into Red's right eye, the reaction to pain called the wolf forward on instinct, her eyes flashed golden and she was permanently blinded. The one eye never returned to its normal color. In her wolf form, she's able to see with both eyes, at least.

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As for Ruby's rib scar, that's been my personal headcanon for a good while now.

In 2x07, Child of The Moon, when Ruby's back in control of the wolf, she sits back to let David put the cloak over her. At that moment, before she bows her head, you can see a strange patch of fur on the wolf's right side.

Keep in mind that this is a two-dollar CGI wolf of fluctuating size, all about its design and dimensions are inconsistent.

But that detail caught my attention. It's not something you'd normally see in a generic wolf model — and not something present in 1x15, when we first met the wolf in fur and bone.

So I chose to read it as a scar. Maybe silver, maybe fire. I'm keeping that open. But a scar, definitely. One Red earned in the battlefield, after learning control of the wolf and using it to fight King George's and Regina's armies — fighting anything that needed fighting, really... That made sense to me, so I incorporated that into how I draw Ruby.

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(the scars around that are from another AU, shhh, don't mind me, I have a problem)

(and for a break in this smut advertisement...)

Amongst other drawings that I now hate.