#9-11 fanfiction

[kald-dal-art]

Sketcbook dump of Hunger Games OCs lets gooo

[decodedlvr]

just imagine Eddie as Ghost and Steve as König..

[erikahenningsen]

you would find her in a polaroid picture (chapter ten)

Fandom: Mean Girls

Pairing: Cady/Regina

Rating: Explicit

Words: 7,460

Summary: Cady Heron transfers to North Shore University in her junior year following a messy breakup and is looking for a fresh start. Regina George thought her year would be hard enough coming back from an injury—until she meets a redheaded girl she can't seem to stop thinking about. As if pulled by an invisible string, they fall into each other, no matter how much either tries to resist.

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[thevikingwoman]

written for @idrellegames Wayfarer's 3rd anniversary!

Fandom: Wayfarer IF | Words: 608 | Read on Ao3

Vy Shard & Aeran Kellis | before episode 1 | gen Rating: Teen. Swearing, Vy is not having a good time, strained friendship, Rona being Rona, bronde Aeran

Rock Bottom

It’s raining. Again.

 Since they’ve arrived in Rona, Vy has counted more days of rain than without. Their hair is perpetually frizzy, its pearlescent waves impossible to tame. They prefer it short anyways, but since there’s no way they can disappear into a crowd, at least it would be nice to look good.

Rona is not a good look on anyone.

Case in point, Aeran strides through the door, water running down his face from his wet hair. It looks almost dark brown when wet, his curls pulled out except one stubbornly stuck to his forehead.

“Anything?”

Aeran grunts and doesn’t answer, shrugging off his wet coat. He hangs it on the rusty hook by the door. Then he shakes his head like a dog and runs his hands through his hair. It now sticks up in a mess.

“I ran into Oleander,” he says instead of answering Vy’s question. Typical.

“And?”

“He wanted the rent.” Aeran sits on the chair – the only piece of furniture in the room besides their mattresses and a rickety table, and pulls off his boots. “Had to pay him.”

“That was the last of our crowns, wasn’t it? A day early.”

“It was.”

“So – did you find anything.”

“The leads both vanished. Got someone else already.”

“Both of them? Fuck!”

They finally have been getting some jobs, and some good reputation, so of course two good leads evaporate. Just like theirs did.

“Mine was a dead end too. No longer a problem, apparently.”

It feels like half the time the jobs they hear about end up vanishing into thin air. Some days they wish they could too. Rona is a fucking nightmare. They should never have let Aeran convince them to come here.

They sigh, and gets up, crossing the small room to search the table. They rummage through the boxes and bags.

“There should be some bread,” Aeran says.

“It’s stale.” They purchased it cheaply as day old bread, but that was three days ago. And there’s only two slices left anyway. They toss one at Aeran. It’s hard. He doesn’t even attempt to eat it.

“A bit of sausage.” 

They find a knife and start slicing. It’s not much but it’s what they have.

“We could go to the soup kitchen,” Aeran suggests.

“No fucking way.” They hate it. The reminder of those years, before Cenric found them. Hungry, scraping by, useless and magicless, begging and stealing for scraps. They chop angrily at the remainder of the sausage. “I’m not going.“

“Well, maybe I am.”

Irritation has seeped into Aeran’s voice.

“You’re the one who spend our last crowns.”

“What did you want me to do, Vy? Tell Oleander to fuck off? The last thing we need is to be on the streets.”

“Fuck!” The knife clatters, and they instinctively stick their finger in their mouth, the sting of the cut pulsing. Sleeping on the streets of Rona – they don’t want to even think about it.

“Here.” Aeran hands them the medical kit. “It’s not going to come to that, Vy.”

They find a strip of cloth to tie around their finger. Half of the already meager pieces of sausage are covered in blood drops. Disgusted, they discard the whole thing.

“Let’s go,” they say. “Fucking soup line it is.”

“Maybe things will change soon,” Aeran says, pulling on his soggy boots again. “We’ll find a good job. Something that pays well.”

Vy snorts. “Sure. Maybe one of the Seven will hire us to guard and old lady for an astronomical sum.”

“Maybe,” Aeran grins.

Things better improve soon. It’s not like there’s any place worse to go from here.

[beavillains]

Doctor Who Episode

The doctor and his companion step out of the Tardis. The Tardis landed in a alleyway. The Doctor runs back in to check their location. Coming back exclaiming;

Doctor: This isn't New New York... Just New York.

Companion: The first one?

They start walking towards a busier street.

Doctor: No, the first York is in England.

The doctor stops walking. Looking uncomfortable suggests;

Doctor: Let's go.

Companion: Why what's wrong?

the Companion looks at a man using an old phone then at the low rise jeans a teenager is wearing then their eyes trail up to the skyline. The Twin Towers.

Companion: What year is it?

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I originally wrote this so you could imagine your favorite doctor but i couldn't miss the (9) 11 joke. I'll write a full episode if people like this little piece.

[humblefryingpan]

It just occurred to me that some people don't realize that 9/11 led to 50 shades of grey so

1- 9/11 happens

2- Gerard Way witnesses it and thinks about life

3- Gerard quits his job and starts a band (my chemical romance)

4- Stephanie Mayer is inspired my MCR and writes twilight

5- E.L. James wrote fanfiction based on twilight (50 shades of gray)

6- 50 shades gets published 10 years after 9/11

[zooofgod]

Bro... THEY DO WHAT NOW?

[hutchhitched]

September 11, 2001, was a beautiful late summer day in New York City. Horrifying terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center marred the city’s landscape and changed the nation and the meaning of 9/11 forever.

I began this story in 2015 for the Farewell Tour of @promptsinpanem. At the time, I intended and expected to expand it. For years, I've watched every video and documentary and read every book I can find on September 11, 2001. Some of that information has made its way into this updated chapter and is included in the subsequent ones. Most of it became information I used to process a day I couldn't understand at the time. There are minimal edits and changes to this first chapter.

When I tried to continue the story, I got stuck, but I finally figured out the structure. Each chapter is based on the prompts from Peeta's Paintbox, Round 6 of Prompts in Panem. The first chapter is from the Day 7 prompt (black and white). The subsequent chapters are from the five other prompts I didn't use during the rounds of Prompts in Panem. The epilogue is a reuse of the only prompt I did use during the original round 6 (blue).

Big thanks for the @wipbigbang for the push to finish this.

The story will conclude on Wednesday, September 11, 2024.

[ash-shark]

Hii i wanted to ask if you have any strykabal headcannons on how they meet X3

Good question! ^^

Headcanons:

-Kabal and Stryker are childhood friends.

-Kabal came from a somewhat poor family and his mother had an affair with the Black Dragon, Kabal's mother wanted to make Kabal a future Black Dragon member, she was not a very good parent. Stryker had good family ties and he was the perfect student of his class, he was the class president. During their childhood, Stryker was upset about Kabal's family problems and wanted to help him. They parted ways at university, as Kabal went to work at the Black Dragon and Stryker went to the police academy, but when Kabal left the black dragon, he became Stryker's new police partner.

-Kabal was always jealous of Johnny Cage constantly talking to Stryker.

- Stryker loved Kabal when Kabal was not burned, but Kabal was unaware of this. Stryker's affection for him after Kabal was burned made Kabal feel feelings for Stryker, but Stryker was afraid of Kabal.

-Kabal personally likes to lean on Stryker's chest 👀

-Stryker feels remorse whenever he has to fight Kabal because hurting his own friend gives him guilt.

How they meet:

I haven't thought about it in detail yet, but I have a little plan in mind for them to meet:

(Childhood) When Stryker first saw Kabal, he saw him playing with a lighter. Kabal had a devotion to fire, and the reason was unclear. Stryker took Kabal's lighter and said it was dangerous and that's how they meet each other.

Stryker was born to protect people, and Kabal was born to burn.

[ladyisabelsblade]

Me: innocently writing fanfic at 3 am.

My friend:

[trans-formers-n-stuff]

fanart doodles of @whatwooshkai 's amazing fic "Look After You" … chapter 4. that's kt that's the post i really have nothing else to say. it was really good and i liked it. very much. i hope goldring dies or faces some other horrible fate…

[sscrambledmeggss]

at ceramics the two older ladies genuinely asked the rest of us if we knew what 9/11 was 😭

[deadal3x]

Cabin Playlist Masterpost

Here's all my playlists for the Camp Half-Blood Cabins! I have playlists for the cabins with children/the ones most important to my fic series

Cabin 1; Zeus Cabin 3; Poseidon Cabin 4; Demeter Cabin 5; Ares Cabin 6; Athena Cabin 7; Apollo Cabin 9; Hephaestus Cabin 10; Aphrodite Cabin 11; Hermes Cabin 12; Dionysus Cabin 13; Hades Cabin 16: Nemesis

[theoldmixer]

well how did i get here? 13 going on 30 AU

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

[chernabogs]

Head in hands bc I cannot write prompts under 2.5k at min. Physically incapable. Fighting tooth and nail. 😔

[peridotamethyst]