#Fallen hero fanfiction

[snail-noodle]

"my my my... what do we have here?"

you shivered in fear at the gigantic being before you. you and your cookie friends had tried your best to seal the rift in the tree with white lily cookie. however, your actions proved pointless. white lily cookie's powers were still too weak and your time had run out. you all watched in horror at the towering cookie grinning down from above.

"it's been so long since we've seen new faces! we were starting to get bored being by ourselves in here..." shadow milk cookie smirked as he took a look at each cookie standing before him. when his eyes had reached you, his gaze stayed far more longer on you than the others. you trembled from his piercing stare, a small whimper escaping from your lips as you backed away and hid yourself behind pure vanilla cookie.

shadow milk cookie chortled at the pathetic display. "Oh, how I have missed the faces of fear from you cookies! Never gets old!" now that the rift had opened big enough for him to pass through, shadow milk cookie stepped out of the silver tree that had kept him and the others imprisoned for so long. the smaller cookies screamed in terror as they scrambled to get out of his way. every footstep he took practically shook the earthbread beneath their feet.

"pure vanilla cookie!" fear clouded your mind as you tugged your leader's arm in desperation. "what are we going to do?!" anxiety gripped your heart when he hesitated to think of a solution. one of the most powerful beings in all of cookiekind has just been unleashed and is ready to bring chaos to the world once more. just how on earthbread will any cookie be able to stop such beasts?

before pure vanilla cookie could even think of an answer, you cried out in alarm as you were suddenly lifted into the air. the other cookies screamed your name as you watched their forms grow smaller and smaller. you gasped as you were face to face with the grinning jester.

"what a cute little cookie you are." he eagerly examined you as if he were a child that had been given a new toy, turning you this way and that. "it's been ages since i had a little pet to dote on. you'll make a fine addition to my collection!" your mind raced as you tried to understand what you have just heard. a collection? a pet to dote on? what on-?!

your thoughts were interrupted as you heard a snap of... fingers? confused, you found yourself locked inside some sort of bird cage; the bars were thick enough to keep you from escaping. shadow milk cookie cooed as he watched you attempt to break free. "no-!" you tugged and pulled at the bars keeping you in.

"no! y-you can't keep me in here! Please!" you cried out to him in desperation. shadow milk cookie only giggled and shook his head, "ah, ah, ah! you're staying right by my side, my little cookie." you shuddered in fear as he began to summon his powers once more. shadows seeped out from your surroundings and from his body. multiple cold blue eyes stared at you and the cookies still down below.

"now, my dear..." with a clap of his hands, monsters of every kind stepped out from the shadows, ready to obey their master. with a manic grin, shadow milk cookie spread his arms out in grandeur to the cookies below. with a perfect view from above, you could only watch in horror as your friends were surrounded at every side by monsters of different sizes.

"let the show begin!"

[heartbreakincident]

"I wish you would have," Steel said, his tone as serious and stern as it ever was, though there was an unmistakable undertone of sincerity in it, too. You blink, uncertain. Thrown off, perhaps, by there being anything but cold reproach in his eyes. "Would have... what?" You ask. "Joined?" He doesn't hesitate. "Yes." There it is again. Sincerity. An extended version of the break room conversation with Steel at the beginning of Revelations.

1800 words, pre relationship steelstep with eden. i have no excuse for this, i was just rereading my eden drabble doc and thinking "why haven't i given this to my fhr mutuals to chew on?" anyways. feast.

[vagabond-art]

Posted Fics!

True Colors of Ikigai - Ch. 1: Donnie & Leo & Mikey & Raph - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Rough Night in NYC: Raphael & Donatello & Michelangelo - TMNT (2007)

An Accident Waiting to Happen: Julia Ortega / Sidestep - Fallen Hero: Retribution | Two chapters

Hot Water, the Total Opposite of Hot Soup: Leonardo & Splinter,  Donnie & Leo & Mikey & Raph - Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Spy Games:  Male Imperial Agent / Theron Shan - Star Wars: The Old Republic

Both Forgotten and Remembered: Dick Grayson / Kory Anders - Titans (2018)

To Take a Fall - Ch. 1: John Doe / Bruce Wayne - Telltale’s Batman: The Enemy Within

Luminescence:  Male Imperial Agent / Theron Shan - Star Wars: The Old Republic

Late Night: Julia Ortega / Sidestep - Fallen Hero: Retribution

A Confused Smuggler Comes out to Her Husband: Corso Riggs/ Female Smuggler - Star Wars: The Old Republic

[eclipseeraofthebeast]

FROM MY TIMELINES CONCEPT

Boy, am I falling in love with this paring idea. In the first iteration of the timeline, Ganondorf slays the hero - whose soulforce laid incomplete when separated from his shadow - in which Ganondorf extracted him within the Sacred Realm.

Instead of attempting to take the demon king by surprise in a last effort - Zelda implores Dark to return the master sword and turn back time in order to rewrite it.

In Timeline 2 - Sheik and Dark must work together to prevent the end of the Hero.

"I love to hate you"

"I'll take all of you. Any day."

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I love the idea of exploring the shadow self - especially in such a weighted story like OOT. Imagine if Dark Link was exactly that - his extracted self - the accumulation of all the anguish, suffering, and anger Link has and will go through - as shattered as the timelines themselves.

Of course, there would be a part of him that was angry with Zelda -how could one not be a flurry of mixed emotions? Such begins their complex entanglement of destined souls - and the beginning of the Fierce Deity.

(YES YALL - I HAVE A FICTHEORY that ties in all timelines, Dark Link, and the Fierce Deity)

Watch the Timelines

[thatfangirllyfe]

Fire Lily was such an amazing fanfic. Tell me why I can’t find a single bkdk angel/devil au since????

Please anyone recommendations????

[mommyofkittens]

Masterlist

A Court of Fallen Heroes ( Azriel FanFiction )

𓆩✴𓆪 Summary 𓆩✴𓆪

It was a well known fact: the veil between the worlds grew thinner and thinner, so the possibility of a crashing was already a certainty. The rumours started a long time ago, but no one did anything to stop it. Luckily, time has passed, we went through wars and race eradications, but Faerie Realms and Mortal Lands stayed almost the same, some richer and some poorer.

Nobody was talking about the fallen, untill now, when the fates started working their old, wicked magic and gave us an early Summer Soltice gift: an unprepared girl who was sent tumbling from the sky.

Tumultuous and dangerous,

Bitter and heartbreaking.

This is the story of the Evening star.

About the young woman who holds the Sun as her weapon,

And the Moon as an ornament.

About the Cursed Crown, who chooses its own master

And about the man in the shadows, irreversibly bound to her, by the tongue of death.

And, after all, about us, the nothingness who catches a goal.

I am the Bloody Blade, former leader of the first legion, last of my kind, banished and tormented by dark memories and here is the beginning of our story.

Read on Ao3. 𓆩✴𓆪

Read on Wattpad. 𓆩✴𓆪

𓆩✴𓆪 Playlist

𓆩✴𓆪 Prologue

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 1: 3:33

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 2: " God Forbid... "

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 3: The Waking World

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 4: The Countess

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 5: Haunted

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 6: Decisions. Part I.

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 6: Decisions. Part II.

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 7: A Tale of Time

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 8: Jane Doe 𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 9: The Third One 𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 10: The Bloody Blade

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 11: The Vespertus

Hello, everyone! I am new to the writing experince and also English is not my first language. Hopefully, this won't interfere with my work too much. I am sorry if there are mistakes, I'll try to correct them. I didn't give up on this work, but writing one chapter is taking quite some time considering the fact that I always have to check my grammar and if the phrases make sense or if they're too long. Sometimes, when inspiration doesn't come, I write them in my own language and then translate and it takes a while too.

Also, I have exams untill mid July. Med school it's time consuming as hell. 🥲

You can also find me on Ao3 and Wattpad, I always keep my chapters updated and corrected there because it's easier to read them.

Hope you like my work! Have a great day, babes!

[lilacthebooklover]

the new crk update got me bad

[honor-among-thieves]

Uhh, I wasn't going to share this because I feel meh about it in general, was kind of just using a flash prompt from the Patreon Discord to play with dialogue, but I upload all my (finished) fanfic even if it's not great and some people found it anyway and no one said they hate it. It is the first time I got to examine how I imagine Connor's own voice vs. the Canonical Sidestep so I don't totally hate it.

General, no triggers, just a lot of kissing. Maybe I can be inspired to finish some of my more involved stuff that isn't so dialogue heavy now?

[luciana-morningstar]

One Shot

Rated PG-13 (there is swearing)

Aged Up Characters

Donnie x FemOc (Hell's Heros AU)

TW: None, enjoy Donnie meeting his first daughter.

"Hell Tales"

:: Little Nova ::

"Hermano, you will fall in love the moment you see her. She's so special." It was very evident that Leonardo was a proud uncle.

Donatello on the other hand appeared nervous, wringing his hands which he had removed the gloves from, he still wore the rest of his armor, save the helmet.

"What if she hates me? What if I pick her up and she immediately cries?" He turned his frantic gaze to Leo who just smiled serenely at him.

"Dontron, she's not even two years old yet. She won't hate you. You'll see. There's a lot of you in her. She's very curious about a lot of things." Leo said, clapping his brother's shoulder in jest but immediately regretting it when his twin's dark brown eyes flared red and a low growl rumbled in his plastron.

"Sorry, sorry Donnie! I forgot." Leo placated gently.

The softshell blinked rapidly and cleared his throat a few times, shaking free that immediate rage that he felt when someone other than Lux touched him without him being ready for it.

"It's okay. There's...uh ..quite a few things we all need to get used to again..." He admitted to Leo who nodded silently as they waited for Luciana, Lucifer and Splinter to bring his daughter into the small living area that joined a couple of the bedrooms together like a big fancy hotel suite.

The doorknob turned and Don felt that same lightheaded feeling from earlier return as the large door swung open gently and his wife stepped in, empty handed but she still brought him a measure of peace and he couldn't help but lift his hand to reach for her as she came closer. The smile that turned up the corners of her petal pink lips soothed some of the worry he had begun to feel and when her hand slipped into his he released the exhalation of breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.

"Easy. dragă." Lux whispered, patting the top of his hand that held her other one.

Lucifer stepped in and smiled broadly at Don. There was no need for greetings between them, Lucifer and Don had become good friends. His father-in-law had saved his ass on numerous occasions when he had first entered Hell as a fallen angel.

Splinter, on the other hand, Don had had his heartfelt reunion with earlier. Don hated how frail he had started to look, like age was finally, truly catching up with him. He dreaded the day they would have to say goodbye to him because he knew, without any shadow of a doubt, where the rat would be going.

Don's internal thoughts were brought to a screeching halt however when the bundle in his father's arms made a tiny sound of exclamation.

Lux chuckled and squeezed his hand. He must look foolish, standing there looking at the swaddled baby in his father's arms like it would jump out and eat him.

Instead when Splinter stood before him and turned the baby in his arms so he could see her she didn't jump out of her swaddle and devour him.

Her eyes, that mirrored his own, brown with yellow sclera, gazed up at him with so much wonder and thoughtfulness that he felt the world come to a stop and he lost all feeling in his legs, bringing him to his knees with a loud thunk of metal on thinly carpeted stone.

His hands hovered, fingers twitching to touch the little girl.

"Good job, Purple." He looked up at the whispered praise from his father and for a moment he was sure he had misheard, but Splinter's smile said otherwise.

"You can hold her if you want to. She is yours you know." Lux teased him over his shoulder and he huffed and laughed out loud in exasperation.

"It's been maybe five hours and I'm already getting sass?" He turned to look at her and she grinned at him, fangs shining.

"Hold her, dragă." Lux nodded to the little girl again and Don turned back around and allowed Splinter to show him how to hold his daughter.

He paused before he took her.

"Hold on." He reached up and pressed the elongated eight point star situated in the center of his upper plastron and the armor encasing his torso condensed into the star.

"It is nano tech. Isn't it?" Lux asked. Don gave her a sly smile but said nothing else as he held out his arms.

"Okay.....I'm ready.....he said without any hint of nervousness because he's not nervous...."

Splinter chuckled at his son's apparent attempt to cover up his jitteriness before gently depositing the little girl into her father's arms, she was old enough that she had enough strength in her neck now that she didn't need constant support but she was wrapped in a blanket since she had been napping prior to this meeting.

Don watched her look from Splinter to him. She was quiet, more so than he had expected as she seemed to analyze everything and everyone around her. When her eyes finally met his again he held his breath as she took in his appearance.

"Hi, pretty girl." He managed to choke out, his voice cracking from the strain of holding back a tide of emotions he just simply wasn't ready for.

When she smiled at him his resolve broke and he could feel the wet tear tracks running down his face, granted they were tears of joy. He could feel his arms shaking, probably his entire body, as Eris made little babbling sounds at him.

"Oh, she's a talker by the way. She's probably telling you her life's story right now." Leo spoke up from his seat, lounging at the end of one of the couches in the living room.

Don let out a sound somewhere between a sob and a laugh.

"I bet you're telling me how inconvenient it has been for you and your mama. How dare I be so late? Huh? Gods you're precious." Don ran a shaking finger over her little green cheek and noticed for the first time the tiny little beginnings of purple freckles. He looked up at Luciana who smiled at him.

"She has five fingers on each hand but only two toed feet. Her plastron segments are not connected currently and they only cover her abdomen right now, and she has been developing segments of a leathery shell over her vertebrae. She does have a little green dragon tail as well." His wife told him. Don looked back down at Eris and smiled as she continued her baby babbling.

"And red hair. Oh you're gonna be as pretty as your mama, aren't you? Breakin' hearts left and right. I'm gonna have to beat boys away from you aren't I, pretty pretty girl." He couldn't help but coo at his daughter, she was the most amazing little girl he had ever seen. He leaned down so he could nuzzle his snout against her cheek and he heard a tiny little chuffing noise from her.

"She's picked up the communication sounds you and your brothers developed. She's incredibly intelligent and advancing past all her milestones for her age. I'm sure we all know where she gets that." Luciana said as she sat down on the couch behind him. Don moved from resting on his knees, standing up partially so he could sit on the couch next to Lux, cradling Eris close to his plastron.

Luciana reached over and gently unswaddled her so her little arms and legs were free now.

Donatello grinned at her little two toed feet and laughed when she squealed as her mother tickled them.

"Fuck, I'm gonna be a crying wreck for the rest of the day." Lux chuckled as Don reached up with his free hand and wiped at his tear filled eyes.

"I think you earn a free pass today. Tomorrow you'll need to get your shit together." Leo teased at the other end of the couch earning a halfhearted glare from his twin. As Don turned his expression back to Eris who was now resting her tiny hands against his plastron he sucked in a shaking breath.

"I just ...I can't believe she's mine...ours. I never once thought this is what I would come back to. I would have been ecstatic to come back to just my family but.....this? This is beyond what I hoped for." He looked up at Luciana who had her own tears threatening to fall.

"I'm so sorry I left you to go through all of that... I'm just glad I didn't miss too much..." With his free hand he reached over and brushed his thumb over Luciana's cheekbone, wiping away a stray tear.

She gave him a sad smile and shook her head, lifting one of her own hands to cover his and press it closer to her.

"All out of your control. It's over now. You are here. Eris has her daddy and we all have you back. That's all that matters now....." She said.

"Apology accepted. But do me a favor and never sacrifice yourself again, okay? Especially for me." Don looked over at Leo who had a grim expression on his face. Don tilted his head.

"We will talk about that later, Nardo." His tone left no room for argument and Leo, who usually would have argued with his twin, had the good grace to remember Don was a major figurehead in this realm and outranked him by a lot now. Which was fine. He could argue with him later when they talked.

For now it was all about Eris.

"Eris....the goddess of discord? Interesting name choice." Don looked back over to Lux who gave him an equally grim smile.

"The Fates had a hand in that. She is the Angel of Wrath. Which is of course a first. We have yet to see how that will manifest itself. Even so Eris is still a lovely name." Luciana reached over to her daughter again and the little girl grasped her mother's finger.

"Eris Donatella Hamato-Morningstar." Lux smiled at her daughter.

"Now that's a name." Don grinned and Lux smiled.

"She's named after her daddy who we thought was gone." Lux told him, his grin faltered a bit, turning sad.

"Thank you..." He shifted so he could lean over and bump his forehead endearingly against his wife's, nuzzling his beak against her cheek, a low churr rumbling in the keratin plating of his plastron.

"Never before has a being created out of so much love graced this realm. She will go on to do great things, I am certain of it. She has already charmed the likes of some of Hell's most feared Overlords, all eager to meet the little princess." Lucifer finally spoke up from his place by the door.

"When did she meet any of the Overlords?" Don asked, his brows furrowing.

"When they arrived for the ceremony, you were still in Cyberhex, I believe." Lucifer said with a sly smile.

"Who?" One of Donatello's brows lifted in question.

"Bub, Belphagore and Astaroth. Azazel is very upset he didn't get to meet her, but he was running behind." Luce answered smoothly.

"Asatroth was charmed by my daughter? The Overlord of Wrath? Well...the new one. Now that Baal is toast." Don looked back down to Eris who smiled up at him and cooed.

"Alright maybe you do have the ability to charm even Astaroth." He conceded, earning a shrill giggle from his daughter.

"Astaroth is Overlord of Wrath now?" Lux asked her father.

"Oh yes. That void filled rather quickly. He has done exceedingly well too. He is a ruthless Overlord to his charges and keeps immaculate records, which your husband here helped with. He created the sorting system and rotation sequence for the prisoners of Wrath. Astaroth was pleased as pie to receive help from his Prince Consort." Lucifer grinned at Don who was busy nuzzling Eris' cheek and answering her baby babble with 'oh reallys' and 'is that so'.

"He is responsible for many upgrades in this realm and the Overlords have taken quite a shine to him. Aside from Mammon but he is the oldest of them now so of course he would be crotchety." Lucifer waved his hand in dismissal of the old testament Overlord.

"I look forward to seeing these...upgrades." Luciana said with an amused smile at her husband who was not paying any of them any attention now.

"Well, we've lost him to her evil clutches now. But that's also my cue to return to my wife. Heheh. My wife. I love saying that." Leo threw his legs over the edge of the couch and stood up to move past his brother who glanced up as he moved by.

'it has a certain je ne sais quoi." Leo gave him a confused look, Luciana laughed at her brother-in-law's expression.

"Purple agrees with you Blue. It's not that hard to figure out." Splinter shook his head in exasperation before he approached Don and Eris. He gave the little girl a tickle under her chin and smiled at her before nodding to Don.

"I am proud of you, my son. You have done well. And this little one, is truly a gift." The rat said.

"Holy shit. Someone write this down on a calendar! Papa has uttered the words 'proud of you.'" Don leaned away from his father's outstretched tail that was ready to wack him upside the head. "To me! Papa is proud of me!"

"I regret saying it out loud now. Goodnight Purple. Goodnight Lux." Splinter called over his shoulder as he followed Lucifer and Leonardo out of the room.

"How come you have a name but I'm still just Purple?" Don lamented mockingly as he adjusted his hold on Eris, sitting her up so she could grasp the lip of his shell over his shoulder and hold on while she sat up and looked around her, her pointer finger currently in her mouth.

"Because I'm special." Lux giggled as Don huffed in response.

"She likes you." She said as she watched Eris lean into her father, her cheek resting against his neck now.

"Well that's fantastic because I like her too." Don said, pecking his daughter's forehead with a kiss. The little girl giggled in response.

"Ohh hhooo you like that?" He mused, leaning back so he could kiss her forehead again. Eris sat back up straight and smiled at him before she mimicked him by pressing her little lips to his cheek, making an exaggerated kissy noise.

"Oh my great Gallileo, you know how to give kisses? You silly silly girl." He reached up to poke her belly, which made her squeal and giggle.

"She only gives kisses to those she really likes. So far it's me, Leo, Splinter, Lucifer and you. Much to Raphael's lament. I think he's just so big she still gets a little nervous around him." Luciana said as she stood up to bring the baby carrier over.

"I'm honored. Truly. What a sweet little girl. You are just so bright, like a little light. A little nova." Don looked up at Lux who sat the carrier at his feet.

"She's my little nova." He informed her. Lux laughed and gestured for him to place her in the carrier. He did so, carefully, and Eris kicked her little feet in glee when he tickled at them.

"Someone is clearly smitten." Luciana said.

Donatello grinned up at her as she stood again.

"How could I not be? Look at her! I mean, c'mon! You know I know a lot of people say this, but we made one seriously cute kid." He gestured to Eris who squealed in response.

"She agrees." He told Lux.

"I'm glad you both have come to this conclusion." Lux teased. Don rose to stand with her and pulled her to him. He still had armor encasing his legs but his upper body only had his mask and black arm wraps now so she was pressed close against his bare plastron as he leaned down, stopping a breath away from her lips.

"I love you." He raised his hand to push her hair behind her ear as his fingers tangled into the wine red silken tresses, his thumb caressing her jaw and applying just enough pressure to tilt her head upward.

"I love you." Lux breathed out in response, her smile was sweet and filled with warmth, her green eyes shining with adoration.

Don closed the small distance between them, pressing his lips softly to her own in a long tender kiss that left her breathless when they both broke free for air.

Luciana giggled at the mischievous gleam in her husband's eyes.

"What?" She asked.

"You know that kid right there, the cute one?" He mused, not pulling back from her, leaving their foreheads pressed together.

Lux furrowed her brow with a smile. "Yea, what about her?" She asked. She shivered slightly when Don leaned back down and nipped softly at her bottom lip.

"Wanna make another?" He whispered against her lips, a sly grin upturning his own.

Her only response was a laugh completely suffused in joy.

[tarisilmarwen]

WIP Tag Game

Tagged by @triscribe.

Rules: In a new post, list 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 of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

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*WHEEEEEEEEEZE*

Okay uh...

Well, there are still a lot of the same ones from before but now there's a whole spate of unsorted, untitled free-floating new ones so...

Alphabetical by fandom order:

Avatar: The Last Airbender

“The Girl In The Iceberg”

Big Hero 6

Currently untitled Season 2 part two rewrite/rework

Jedi Fallen Order/Star Wars Rebels Crossover

“Kindred Lights”

“A Splintered Path”

Star Wars (General/Crossover)

“Incident At Hanger 37”

Untitled Silver Chair Ahsoka AU/fixfic

Untitled Ahsoka rewrite/fixfic

"Ballroom Blitz" (working title, may change)

No Order 66 AU Maul kidnaps Ezra fic (featuring much of the Prequel Order)

No Order 66 AU Maul tries to crash The Gathering fic

Star Wars Rebels

“Descent Into Dawn”

“Fissured Holocrons” - “Shadow Captive”, “By The Light Of The Holocrons”, and “Tatooine Suns”

“Far Flung Stars”

“Relics”

"Harmless Games"

"I See The Light"

Sword Art Online

“My Brother’s Keeper”

“Gilded Heroine”

Teen Titans

“Broken Wings”

“Tyrants Rising”

“Shades Of Crimson”

TTSWAU - “Nightfall” and “Purge The Darkness”

“Titans Stay Night”

“Pacific Titans”

“Glow”

“Scraps Of Bread”

And I'mma just throw some moots and other writers I know out here uh... @jessicas-pi, @seleneisrising, @kanerallels, @jedi-nurse, @slightly-nerdy-rambles, @angel-gidget, @fireflyxrebel-writes, @findswoman, @kazoosandfannypacks, @starfiretheninja, aaaand @flilisskywalker.

[depressed-sock]

Steelstep, Losing their temper

requested by @deviant3lover

I used a default male Sidestep Cyrus (hope you don’t mind!) :D

...

It starts as something simple. Something that Wei Chen usually would play off as a regular event of his now daily life of having to deal with his… his old friend, his old ally, his lover, his boyfriend, his villain. He’s still not sure how to put Cyrus into the box of who he is to Chen. And considering how Cyrus keeps breaking Chen’s expectations and changing how he fits into Chen’s life... He’s not sure he’ll ever really know how Cyrus is supposed to fit.

That’s not the point anyway. It starts as something simple that get’s under his skin. A comment Cyrus makes about something he has planned that has Chen snapping at him.

Cyrus is sitting at the table in Chen’s apartment watching as Chen attempts to cook them both something simple. They’d already agreed Cyrus shouldn’t touch anything considering last time, Cyrus almost set the kitchen on fire by accident.

Cyrus is talking, his fingers tapping a rhythm on the table. The pleasant hum of the conversation filling Chen’s head. Chen doesn’t know when it turns. When his shoulders start growing tense, his back aching with the weight of some emotion that wants to claw through his very being.

“It should be a simple grab job anyway.” It’s an offhand comment. Lacking any serious details but something about it is the final straw.

“Don’t,” Chen stops chopping the vegetables, setting the knife down with a slap onto the counter. He grits his teeth and breathes through his nose. He doesn’t know how often he has had to remind Cyrus not to tell him anything because as long as Chen has plausible deniability he can still figure out a way to stop Cyrus. This time shouldn’t be any different but for some reason it is.

“Sorry?” Cryus gives him a worried look, setting down his drink on the table. There’s a pinch of his lips, eyes widening in a way that reminds Chen of that familiar fear Cyrus gets when he realizes he’s fucked up somehow.

“How many times do I have to tell you,” Chen grits his teeth, staring Cyrus down and ignoring the guilt that starts to pool into him as he watches Cyrus shutter down. Shrinking in on himself, trying to make himself smaller.

“Sorry,” he says again. He opens his mouth to say more but is cut off by the chime of his phone. He frowns as he pulls his phone out of his pocket and wincing at whatever message he sees on it. “I need to go.”

“Fine.” Chen grits his teeth, hands curling into fists.

Cyrus gives him another look before he leaves with a weak goodbye. The fingers on his left hand tapping together in a rhythm of a song, a familiar nervous habit from his Sidestep days, as he practically runs out the door.

Chen doesn’t think about it much. Not until later when it’s long past midnight and he’s still up sitting at the table staring at the abandoned drink. His fingers tapping against the table. He winces, regret bitter on the back of his tongue as finally pushes himself up and heads to bed. He doesn’t know where that particular anger came from.

Maybe it had just been building up from the rest of the day. Between his own stress and the argument he’d already gotten into with Ortega before he’d met up with Cyrus, he was sure he wasn’t going to be pleasant company today. But then he’d seen Cyrus and it was like all his worries had been stripped away.

He breathes, sitting on his bed and wondering what changed. He’s tired, he’s stressed. He needs sleep. Maybe that’s why he let’s Spoon sneak up onto the bed for the night.

The next time it’s over something more serious. Retribution has killed someone. Not directly, not by his own hands. But someone is still dead because of him and his carelessness.

Chen’s storming down the streets heading for Cyrus’s apartment the anger building under his skin. The repeating thought that he could have done something about this long before now. He could have stopped Cyrus before any of this happened.

He could have killed him.

The thought stops Chen in his tracks. A cold dose of realization that has him taking a few steps back. He gulps, throat dry, and fear suddenly clutching him by every fiber of his being. It’s not a thought he has ever wanted to have of Cyrus. Not now. Not when things are slowly working towards the better.

His hand covers his mouth and he takes in a shuddering breath as he tries to calm himself. Tries to work through the anger he has never had a problem with before. He turns on his heel, making his way back to his own apartment and far away from Cyrus. He needs to calm down, this isn’t a situation that needs his anger. It needs a calm head.

He doesn’t get the chance to think anything through though. Not when he opens his door and finds Cyrus sitting on the ground in his apartment, back against the wall and body curled over his knees.

“What the hell were you thinking?” It’s out before he can stop himself. The anger crashing over him a thousandfold. He grits his teeth, standing above Cyrus, every nerve in his body tight with anger.

“Don’t,” Comes Cyrus muffled reply. Arms tightening, as he curls further in on himself.

“Don’t what Cyrus? You killed someone!”

That gets him, he raises his head a bit, lips curling into a snarl, “I didn’t kill anyone!”

“Then why the hell is someone dead Cyrus?!” He’s yelling. He knows he is but he can’t stop himself.

“It’s not my fault heroes can’t do their fucking jobs!”

“They shouldn’t be having to clean up after you in the first place Cyrus! You’re the one causing this whole fucking situation!”

“Oh fuck you!”

Chen can barely breathe. Can barely think through the haze in his head. He hates this. Hates that Cyrus just continues to ignore the whole fucking problem. Hates that Cyrus can’t just tell Chen the truth. Tell him his plans so that maybe they can actually plan something that doesn’t involve letting other people die. “Why can’t you just think things through for once in your life! I hate when you do this! I hate when you don’t fucking think of the consequences!”

“Yeah well, I fucking hate me too!” He pushes up from where he’s seated, then he’s trying to push past Chen and something in him just snaps.

“That’s not what I’m saying!” His hand grabs Cyrus’s shoulder, yanking him back hard enough that he doesn’t have time to react. Cyrus falls back into the wall with a wince and a hiss of pain that has Chen staring at him in shock.

“What the fuck is your-” Cyrus cuts himself off, staring in horror at Chen’s left hand that’s still at his side. Chen follows his gaze, noticing for the first time his fingers moving. Tapping together in a familiar pattern.

He hadn’t even realized he’d been doing it.

Cyrus makes a wounded sound and suddenly the anger is gone like a crashing wave. Swept away and out to sea. Far enough away that Chen can finally think.

He looks back up at Cyrus, eyes widening in understanding.

“Oh no,” Cyrus’s words are a broken whisper. He’s scared.

And so is Chen.

[chaniters]

The ranch

Elena saves the day, and Cyrus visits the Ortega's ranch.

"Get back! It's doing it again!" you warn, jumping to the side. With one swift movement, Elena's hand reaches for the squirt bottle, turning around and spraying the assailant repeatedly in the face with perfect aim. "NO! NO! BAD!" Each jet emphasizes her words, the reddish energy buildup quickly dissipating in the air as the animal quickly turns tail after getting caught in the act. It breaks into a sprint towards the other goats, stopping only to take a bite out of a block of hay lying against the fence.

"Thanks for the save, Mom," Ricardo mutters sheepishly. "I told you not to expose your back," she says before pulling the trigger at her own son.

"Sorry! Sorry!" he chuckles, trying to block the water. You can't be sure about what he's thinking, but if you had to guess, you'd say he's proud that his mom came to save the day when no one else could. "Siempre te lo digo y te lo repito: Tienes que tener más cuidado, m'hijo. ¿Por qué no haces como tu amigo Sidestep?" "No es justo, él la vió venir porque tiene ojos en la nuca!" Ric complains. "Entonces te consigues un espejo retrovisor o lo que te haga falta, Ricky, pero algo vas a tener que hacer si vas a estar jugando rudo con la cabra mágica. Acuérdate que vale más maña que fuerza."

"I don't really have eyes at the back of my head!" you say, pointing out the obvious slander. "It was just an expression," Ortega replies. "Vamos adentro que es hora de cenar," she goes on in Spanish. "Voy a preparar el cuarto de huéspedes." "Eh… Guest room? I … uh… really should be going." "Nonsense, it's very late, and you're all bruised up, and you are Ricky's friend, so you're invited to stay for the night." "I just don't want to impose…" you start. "Come on Sides, you can stay here for tonight; I swear it's ok. I don't even know how are you can walk it off after all that beating we took. You need to take off that skinsuit and get some rest." "I'm fine," you object, trying to ignore the tingling sensation of the active paingate that keeps e tgether. "Also, I'll need you two around to help if Snowball gets scared; it's her first night here after all." "Snowball?" Charge asks. "The goat," she clarifies. "I just named it." "... fine… I guess I could stay the night then … just in case," you concede, defeated. "But I don't have a change of clothes." That's not exactly true. You do carry a second full-body nanomesh like the one you're now wearing under the skinsuit that you could change into, but it's form-fitting enough that it could be accurately described as underwear, not something that you would want to wear as the only layer in someone else's house. "Ricky can lend you something, Sidestep." "Cyrus," you sigh, taking off your mask because it's pointless to keep wearing it when you're about to have dinner with her and her son that trusts you enough to bring you to the family home. "Of course, I can. Here, come this way!" Ricardo leads you through the house. What are you getting yourself into this time? Is this how you finally get caught?

[ladymischievous]

Repostober Fic Collection

Not art, but writing instead. Here's links to a few of my works that I am particularly proud of from over the years:

Mask of the Rose/Fallen London

Dreams of Home

Archibald Reid had finally returned to the surface. He hadn’t realized just how much he had changed. There was a time where he wanted nothing more than the sun and returning to Glasgow. But now, he found himself a stranger to all the things he once found familiar. Archie tries to find solace in his dreams. WARNING: This fic contains spoilers for the 'Baptism' ending of Mask of the Rose.

World of Warcraft

A Twist of Fate

Type: Alternate Timeline, Did a lot of mixing of lore sources from things like 'The Last Guardian, The Movie, WoW, and Hearthstone's One Night in Karazhan to make this.

Warnings: In later chapters there's a bit of horror and psychological horror. This is a character study and exploration of both Khadgar and Medivh.

Main Characters: Khadgar and Medivh

Pairings: RavenTrust (Friendship and eventually romance (not there yet currently)

Curiosity was considered both a valuable trait and horrible vice of mages. It was his own curiosity that got Khadgar shipped off from the only home he had known.

AU Snippet: Dark Deals

Type: Modern!AU, Snippet based off an old RP

Main Characters: Medivh and Kel'Thuzad

Pairings: Kel'Thuzad/Medivh, hinted RavenTrust

Warnings: Spiders, Dubious Consent

Modern!AU. A crime intertwines the worlds of humans and of magic and mages. To help Lothar and protect Khadgar, Medivh must pay a visit to the dark underbelly of his world. Important Note: This is a snippet I adapted a scene from a past RP I did with a friend. I took it and adapted it into a oneshot as a writing exercise.

The Dragon Prince and the Recluse

Main Characters: Medivh and Wrathion

Pairings: Mentioned Hinted Raventrust, (Once I continue an) eventual friendship with Wrathion and Medivh.

It took a bit of work on Khadgar's part to convince Medivh to let the 'dragon prince' stay in his home. Wrathion isn't sure what to make of Karazhan, the ghosts within, or her reclusive master. He heard stories of Medivh, a guardian of Azaroth who fell from grace. Even his father was quite wary of the mage yet Wrathion is far from impressed. A Guardian is meant to protect Azeroth, not lock themself away in self-exile.

Dark Eyes Over Stormwind Keep

Pairings: Wrathion/Anduin, Wrathion & Medivh (friendship)

Warnings: Mild Body Horror

Haunted in his dreams, Anduin teeters on the line between light and shadow.

My Hero Academia

Heroes are for Fiction

Type: Writer!AU

Warnings: This one I wrote when I was in a particularly dark place. Feelings of depression and suicidal ideation. It was a theraputic bit of writing for me as I was navigating heavy emotions at the time.

Main Characters: Toshinori Yagi, Inko Midoriya, Izuku Midoriya

Pairings & Relationships: Inko/Toshinori, Izuku & Toshinori (Fatherly bond)

After a devastating personal tragedy, author Toshinori withdraws into loneliness and depression--at least until a face from his past comes back to remind him that heroes are not just for the fiction he writes.

[mysteroads]

I HAVE LEVELED UP AS A NERD

What did I do, you ask? Well, I wrote a fanfiction... of a fanfiction!

*Gasp!* 😲😳😨😱

Yeah, I sunk that low. Worse still, I did the most fanfictiony thing a fanfic can do. I took a lovely little unfinished fic that is all set to explore the difficulty of unexpected parenthood, examine the lasting harm caused by abuse and how to heal from it, overthrow an evil government, and is a delicious rare-pair slow-burn on top of that--- and did this:

Honestly, I'm just grateful that I SUCK at writing smut. Otherwise my soul would plunge further into the depths of Hell 😅

Anyway... had a ton of fun writing it so far. There's banter, probably at least one shirtless scene (possibly on a pole), innuendos, UST, a dollop or two of angst, some cute kids, and to top it off-- my favorite thing other than GIF spamming readers:

✨Fire and Explosions✨

Oh, why a Dabi GIF? This is a My Hero Academia fanfic. Did I forget to mention that? 😘 Well, been a long enough post. Peace out! Link to my new fic to follow shortly!

[spyrkle4]

Rachel voice: I’ve come to make an announcement, Lord Indigo’s a bitch-ass motherfucker, he kidnapped my fucking sister! That’s right he told his minions to go kidnap my sister and he said “I’m going to make her evil” and I said that’s disgusting! So I’m making a call-out post on my Tumblr-dot-com. Indigo of the Galaxian Pirates you are the fucking worst, absolute trash that even the garbage man won’t touch, and guess what? Here’s what my revenge looks like! That’s right, superheroes are gonna end your career, I called and Big Hero 6 answered, look at that they’re fucking up your minions. He fucked up my sister’s mental health so I’m gonna fuck up his plans. That’s right, this is what you get, SUPERHERO JUSTICE! Except I’m not just gonna fuck up your plans, I’m gonna go way higher, I’m gonna DESTROY YOUR BASE! How’d you like that Voltrax?! I’m gonna destroy your fucking base! You have twenty-three hours before Big Hero 6 storms your fucking headquarters, Now get the fuck out of my sight before I fucking blow you up too!

[sketchy-saram]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fallen Hero Series - Malin Rydén Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Sidestep (Fallen Hero), The Puppet (Fallen Hero), Ortega (Fallen Hero), Dr. Mortum (Fallen Hero), Original Characters Additional Tags: Suicide Attempt, Suicidal Thoughts, Misogyny, Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Kidnapping Summary: For @lazyvoyager <3 

Kidnapped and forced to survive the 'Hero' drug at a young age, Anke is only one of many assets of the Facility--an organization in the business of raising and farming out assassins, henchmen, or villains-for-hire. From her earliest memories, she has only ever been a tool for others to use...but now all the pieces have fallen into place for her final escape. One way or another, she is determined that she will never be under the Facility's clutches again... But little does she know that her days as a puppet are far from over.