#GIL chapter three

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Geneva Island Legacy┃Chapter three┃One New Message

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[estellan0vella]

Sunshine's Guide To Murder│Lee Minho

-Jang Hayun, Lee Felix and Han Jisung are college students who run a very successful true-crime podcast called Three Sunshines' Guide To Murder. For their one year anniversary, they decide to cover the five year old murder of Shin Yuna and the subsequent confession and suicide of Yuna's girlfriend, Lee Chaeryeong who is the older sister of one Lee Minho (Heavily Inspired by Holly Jackson's Book Triology; A Good Girl's Guide To Murder)

Pairing: Lee Minho x fem!reader (College AU) (reader is named Hayun)

Uploading Schedule: Will Be All Over The Place

Profiles: Murder Specialists; Theatre Kids & 1 Lawyer

Prologue Chapter One: DEFCON ONE Potential Chapter Two: WHORE HOUSE Chapter Three: Be Anything But Yourselves Chapter Four: I Murder Women For Fun Vibes Chapter Five: Scooby Squad Chapter Six: Playing Baby Sitter Chapter Seven: Waiting For Death Chapter Eight: Cornered Animals Bite Chapter Nine: Out Chapter Ten: Only She Knows The Rules Chapter Eleven: She's Too Powerful Chapter Twelve: I'm Praising You Chapter Thirteen: The Minho Way Chapter Fourteen: Burn It Chapter Fifteen: Who's The Daddy? Chapter Sixteen: All This Time Chapter Seventeen: MIRACULOUS LADYBUG Chapter Eighteen: Windows To Your Soul Chapter Nineteen: You Made Her Your Downfall Chapter Twenty: Cool Cool Cool Chapter Twenty One: It's Over Chapter Twenty Two: The Minho Way Still Sucks Chapter Twenty Three: Gil? Chapter Twenty Four: A Fuckton Of People Chapter Twenty Five: The Duke Or The Viscount? Chapter Twenty Six: Detox Chapter Twenty Seven: RUE WHEN WAS THIS? Chapter Twenty Eight: I Bite Chapter Twenty Nine: Narnia: The Bullshit Chronicles Chapter Thirty: Toad In The Pond Chapter Thirty One: Sounds Illegal As Fuck Chapter Thirty Two: Merry Fucking Christmas Chapter Thirty Three: Sex Starved Maniacs Chapter Thirty Four: Fan Event Chapter Thirty Five: You’re Too Good Chapter Thirty Six: There’s No Getting Away Chapter Thirty Seven: You Deserve Everything Chapter Thirty Eight: There Was A Fire Chapter Thirty Nine: Epilogue

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[seeleybooth]

"Don't get up on your high horse with me, Anne Shirley."

"Marilla pessimistically expected more trouble since Anne had again begun to go to school. But none developed. Perhaps Anne caught something of the “model” spirit from Minnie Andrews; at least she got on very well with Mr. Phillips thenceforth. She flung herself into her studies heart and soul, determined not to be outdone in any class by Gilbert Blythe. The rivalry between them was soon apparent; it was entirely good-natured on Gilbert’s side; but it is much to be feared that the same thing cannot be said of Anne, who had certainly an unpraiseworthy tenacity for holding grudges. She was as intense in her hatreds as in her loves. She would not stoop to admit that she meant to rival Gilbert in schoolwork, because that would have been to acknowledge his existence which Anne persistently ignored; but the rivalry was there and honors fluctuated between them. Now Gilbert was head of the spelling class; now Anne, with a toss of her long red braids, spelled him down. One morning Gilbert had all his sums done correctly and had his name written on the blackboard on the roll of honor; the next morning Anne, having wrestled wildly with decimals the entire evening before, would be first. One awful day they were ties and their names were written up together. It was almost as bad as a take-notice and Anne’s mortification was as evident as Gilbert’s satisfaction. When the written examinations at the end of each month were held the suspense was terrible. The first month Gilbert came out three marks ahead. The second Anne beat him by five. But her triumph was marred by the fact that Gilbert congratulated her heartily before the whole school. It would have been ever so much sweeter to her if he had felt the sting of his defeat.

Mr. Phillips might not be a very good teacher; but a pupil so inflexibly determined on learning as Anne was could hardly escape making progress under any kind of teacher. By the end of the term Anne and Gilbert were both promoted into the fifth class and allowed to begin studying the elements of “the branches”—by which Latin, geometry, French, and algebra were meant. In geometry Anne met her Waterloo.

“It’s perfectly awful stuff, Marilla,” she groaned. “I’m sure I’ll never be able to make head or tail of it. There is no scope for imagination in it at all. Mr. Phillips says I’m the worst dunce he ever saw at it. And Gil—I mean some of the others are so smart at it. It is extremely mortifying, Marilla.

“Even Diana gets along better than I do. But I don’t mind being beaten by Diana. Even although we meet as strangers now I still love her with an inextinguishable love. It makes me very sad at times to think about her. But really, Marilla, one can’t stay sad very long in such an interesting world, can one?”

Anne of Green Gabes (1908) by L.M. Montgomery - CHAPTER XVII - A New Interest in Life

[eilinelsghost]

I was rereading bits of the Lay of Leithian over breakfast (like you do) and today it stood out that when Finrod is at his best in the battle with Sauron, it's when he brings in the dual visions of home: the home he has built in exile and the home of memory in Valinor:

The chanting swelled, Felagund fought, And all the magic and might he brought of Elvenesse into his words. Softly in the gloom they heard the birds Singing afar in Nargothrond, The sighing of the Sea beyond, Beyond the western world, on sand, On sand of pearls in Elvenland.

The Silmarillion: Chapter 19 "Of Beren and Lúthien" (emphasis mine)

But! While one of these is what we expect - Nargothrond, the home built of his longing and vision - the home in memory is not Tirion. It's Alqualondë, with its sand of pearls beside the sighing Sea.

In Finrod's moment of greatest trial, caught in a battle he knows he can never win, he sings a vision not of Tirion and its dynastic power, but of Alqualondë where Finarfin fled for peace and where presumably his son found the same.

Faced with a conflict of power, he reaches for peace.

And by doing this, he turns his immediate defeat into something hollow - while Sauron is said to have mastery here in their duel, it is Finrod who ultimately triumphs. For in the Leithian, the Release from Bondage, victory is achieved through sacrifice and not through power: Huan's sacrifice of loyalty and life, Beren's sacrifice of his body (Erchamion) and his life as well, and the overarching sacrifice of Lúthien's own life and fate, which both serves as their own personal triumph and lays the foundations for the victory and redemption of the Three Kindreds at the end of the Age. And Finrod's sacrifice is key among these - laying down his power, his authority, and his life both for Beren individually and also for the Edain as a whole.

Sauron's power may dominate and subjugate, but it is through Finrod's peace that hope grows to fruition and gil estel rises.

[echo-bleu]

Noldor Hair Headcanons (3/4)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | On AO3

Some lighter Kidnap Fam content, after the downhill freefall that was the last chapter. With a dash of Finrod in Valinor.

Elrond and Elros have never had their hair braided when they end up with Maedhros and Maglor.

They don’t realize what they’re asking when Elros grabs a hairbrush and puts it in Maglor’s hand.

Maglor understands that, but decides that the twins need parental care, even though he has no right. He brushes their hair and leaves it loose at first.

But the twins have watched Maglor braid Maedhros’s hair and they soon start asking for more interesting hairstyles.

Eventually Maglor explains to them that it can only be done by family.

The twins have a whole silent conversation.

“What does it take to be family?” Elros asks eventually.

Well, braiding an unrelated child’s hair is pretty close to informal adoption.

Elros forces the brush into Maglor’s hand again.

Maglor stares.

Elrond shakes his head and runs out.

Of course, Elrond must hate them. He has every right. Sure, Elros has started to warm up to them, but that’s just because he’s affection-starved, probably. They’re still kidnappers.

Maglor is about to put down the brush and try to refuse when Elrond comes back.

He’s holding a second hairbrush.

He hands it to Maedhros expectantly.

Maedhros cries.

Maglor cries.

The twins’ hair really doesn’t hold braids very well, and they’re still kids who run around and play, but damn them if Maglor and Maedhros aren’t going to do their best.

Now all of their people can see that the twins are well-loved.

Maedhros and Maglor also proudly sport a few clumsy, wonky braids each.

They’re less wonky with time, and eventually the twins are doing their fathers’ (kidnappers’) hair as often as not.

Finrod is reembodied shortly before E��rendil and Elwing gets to Valinor. It’s too early and he’s Not Doing Well. While in Middle Earth, he was the one who let basically every one of his friends braid his hair, now he can’t stand the thought of someone touching him that way.

But Beleriandic battle braids feel wrong in Tirion. And he’s desperately trying to reckon with his trauma, with Sauron defeating him by singing about the kinslaying, so he can’t leave his hair loose like the Teleri.

And he can’t quite get the sight of Edrahil’s bloody braids spat out by a werewolf out of his head.

He wears nothing but the very strange-looking (to Amanyar) Mourning Braids he designed after Dagor Bragollach for a couple of years.

Then after an episode of really bad depression and nearly fading, he cuts his hair short.

No-braiding-possible kind of short.

While not unheard of in Beleriand (sometimes former thralls keep their hair very short, like Rog), it’s unthinkable in Valinor, especially for the Crown Prince of the Noldor.

He is stared at a lot, his reputation goes down the drain, but to Finrod it’s liberating.

He does let his hair grow out again eventually, but only when other Exiles start coming back and choose to keep the Beleriandic braid styles, and it becomes a fashion statement rather than a mark of shame.

Finarfin is Very Shocked arriving in Beleriand when he finds his (single remaining) child with her hair loose and everyone else with weird self-braided battle hairstyles.

After a battle or three where he ends up with his hair matted with blood and mud, he caves and gets Galadriel to give him battle braids.

By the end of the war he’s even learned to do them himself! Let it not be said that King Arafinwë Ñoldóran didn’t rise to his calling.

The night before sending the Elrond and Elros to Gil-galad, Maedhros and Maglor undo all of their braids. Everyone cries.

Maedhros and Maglor meant this to minimize the ‘taint’ their names would put on the twins, by making it look like they were still hostages to the end, but the twins stop on the way to do each other’s hair because one does not meet a king with their hair loose, they have manners (which the Fëanorians taught them, so they’re Very Specific Manners), so the effect is lost. Gil-galad has Questions. The twins refuse to lie.

Then, before going to steal the Silmarils, Maedhros and Maglor do each other’s hair, in a style of their father’s that they haven’t worn since the Oath.

Maglor braids a single golden ribbon into Maedhros’s hair.

They have very few pieces of hair jewellery left of their brothers’, but they use all of them.

They both know it’s the last time.

To be continued

I did some sketches for visual reference of a few of the hairstyles mentioned here, if you want to see what I'm imagining!

[raointean]

Awww, thanks for the shoutout! @ailendolin and @runawaymun (same usernames on ao3) also have some really good stuff!

where the elrond fics at?

[fandom-chameleon23]

happy to say that chapter three of peace found me, my post canon Celebrimbor x Gil-Galad fic, is posted! link is in my pinned.

featuring a lot of Celebrimbor’s thoughts spiraling, mainly about how fucking attractive Ereinion is but with a side of anxiety bc it’s Tyelpe

[thefollow-spot]

hello you're the resident silmarillion fan out of my following list so I'm curious, how bad do you think the Rings of Power is as a Tolkien-world story compared to what was actually written in the book? Like, i get the feeling that the story is the kind of adaptation that would stand up really well on its own as a story if it weren't related to the source material at all?

I started the book (and by that I mean first chapter) years ago and never got to finish it, but i've been meaning to do it after seeing you reblog things about the story. I only saw like three episodes of TROP season two as my father (LOTR fan) watched it and i was laying on his couch sick, and he mentioned that he likes the way the story expands on some things such as how the rings came into being, he says that the book didn't really do that. But I've seen some people say that the show really deviates from the book almost to the point of scoffing at Tolkien's established world and plots. So, I think it's likely that i will watch the show and read the book at some point in time, but i wanted to know, is this a case in which i absolutely must read the book first before the show ruins it, and if so how hard do i need to hold onto my hat?

Hello!! I’m so flattered that I’m your resident Silmarillion fan, even though I’m sure there are more Qualified™️ Tolkien fans on this hellsite <3 And THANK YOU for asking me this; I would LOVE to share my thoughts! Full-disclosure: I’m a self-proclaimed recreational Rings of Power hater. Of course, none of this is really that serious and I bear no ill-will towards fans of the show + hope anyone who likes RoP is out there having the best time, but hating on The Rings of Power is like candy to me so I’m going to be sooo mean about it <3

The short answers are: IMO, Rings of Power is a blatant cash-grab, which reveals itself in every structural choice. It’s an abysmal adaptation, and I personally find it to be an uncompelling piece of original fantasy. I would 100% recommend you read The Silmarillion in general, and definitely before watching RoP!

As someone who loves The Silmarillion, please please please give the book another try, I am begging you!! If you absolutely must only read the relevant sections to RoP, “Akallabêth” and onward + the appendices to The Lord of the Rings are all you need (but you’ll be lacking some really compelling context). The Silmarillion is a book where you get out of it what you invest—the first time I read it, TBH I found it really dry, but the second time I read it, I absolutely fell in love.

I’m in love with Maedhros being the best of his family until he loses it all to grief; I’m in love with Fingon never forgetting how to love people despite always being left behind; I’m in love with Túrin being a damning examination of cultural alienation and queerness (even if Tolkien didn’t 100% know it). I am so so so in love with this book PLEASE try it again 😭

If you do end up watching The Rings of Power first, I feel I need to emphasize a non-exhaustive list of things to keep in mind:

RoP does Elrond a disservice by erasing his past as a child of war

RoP does Gil-galad a disservice of sidelining him when he should be a main character

RoP does Celebrimbor a disservice by depicting him as a stuffy older academic instead of as an ambitious artist clawing for esteem in the shadow of his bloodline being the most infamous noble house in Elvish history

RoP does Galadriel (and women) a disservice by aging her down several thousands of years and portraying her as emotional, unreasonable, and politically ineffectual instead of as celestial, war-sharpened, eldritchly wise, and so so so exhausted with Sauron’s bullshit

You can stop reading here, but if you want longer answers and ✨me being a recreational hater✨, it’s under the read-more:

Is The Rings of Power a good book adaptation of Tolkien’s Second Age?

No!! The Rings of Power is a financial asset owned by Amazon disguised as a television show! We can tell that the production is focused more on marketability than on artistic merit by looking at the character breakdown, plot structure, lore, and themes:

Tolkien’s works are vast in scope, therefore every age of Middle-earth has its own set of key players; a Second Age story should focus on Celebrimbor and Gil-galad, but RoP focuses on Elrond and Galadriel for no reason but name recognition (RoP producers, probably: “No casual LotR fan is gonna watch a show about a cast of randos they don’t know!”). As a result, they are NOT telling the story from the book(s) because they’ve pointed the camera away from the people who are actually doing anything in canon! They are making up plot and lore because the canon plot is unprofitable!!

The showrunners are adamant to give the Second Age the same thematic wash as Peter Jackson’s Third Age story even though the two periods are completely different (they go on and on in interviews and marketing material about it needing to feel like “Tolkien” but what they really mean is, ‘like the successful fantasy media franchise we’re corpse-robbing for nostalgia money’). The Second Age is a transitional period—the Third Age is practically post-apocalyptic. But these writers cannot do thematic textual interpretation beyond beating the Lord of the Rings movies to death and dragging its corpse around… which is actually a win for Amazon because woohoo, that makes these poor fuckers marketable!

If Amazon hired anyone who actually cared about the Second Age, they would have a less familiar property, therefore a difficult-to-market product; a Second Age story written by people who care about the Second Age would feel thematically different from the name they’re trying to capitalize on. I cannot stress enough how disappointing Rings of Power is as an adaptation of one of the most compelling and underexplored periods of Middle-earth history.

Is The Rings of Power a good fantasy TV show?

IMO, no! Because the producers greenlit a show written by two writers who are utterly incapable of doing their own thematic reading, the resulting product is what you get when you throw money at people with no artistic vision. I say this as someone who believes 100% in the value of poorly-crafted TV: I find Rings of Power to be tonally and structurally confused, inescapably derivative, and over-reliant on clichés. Maybe this is just because, as someone who knows anything about the Second Age, it also actively punishes me for knowing what I do but anywayyy.

They jammed a ‘whodunnit mystery’ format onto a fantasy epic, and write dialogue scenes with no stakes and little charm. The world is often lacking in whimsy or gravitas due to their CGI sets and underbudgeted costumes and hair design (RIP to the costume designer Kate Hawley, she’s done some fantastic stuff on productions that give her respect and resources). And every single person talks like Kilgharrah (RIP to the actors who are all putting in a valiant, earnest effort with the under-edited material and poor direction they’re being given). They advertised the show on diversity, yet underwrite their OCs of colour and disrespect their female characters. The best part of Season 1 was when Halbrand almost took his shirt off in the finale, but he didn’t even take his shirt off all the way so that was the worst disappointment of all 😔

Re: how the rings of power were made & does the show scoff at Tolkien’s lore?

It’s true that (at least according to the books I’ve read), there are no in-depth descriptions of the magic or silversmithing techniques used in the forging of the rings of power (but this is unsurprising, given that Tolkien’s magic system is soft-magic rather than hard-magic). In The Silmarillion and in the appendices to The Lord of the Rings, the important part isn’t so much how the rings were made, but why—the political circumstances surrounding their forging. I think it’s evidence that the writers don’t have a fucking clue what they’re doing that they’ve focused on the mechanics of smithing rather than the seduction of Celebrimbor.

The Rings of Power does more than scoff at Tolkien’s established world and plots—what it does is treat Tolkien’s writings as an outdated hindrance to their goal of telling the clumsiest, self-aggrandizing, resumé-padding television story known to modern audiences.

Okay, okay—I'll shut up now <3

As you can tell, I am unhinged about this topic LOL!! I hope I’ve answered your question, and if you DO decide to watch Rings of Power, I hope you have a better time than I did and wish you all my best <3 I’ll just be over here in the corner shaking my fist in RoP’s general direction, for enrichment 😌✌️

[wild-flowerhoney]

multi-fandom masterlist

fandoms and ships:

the rings of power: elrond/galadriel, elrond/halbrand

marauders: gen, regulus/lily, regulus/remus

pjo hoo toa: percy/nico

the rings of power

- AO3 pseud: as-summer -

• COMPLETED WORKS

bitter wine - one shot, rated mature, galadriel has always known elrond will make a fine husband some day, it's just hard to accept that his wife won't be her, hard to accept the idea of losing him to another, pre-series, not canon compliant, implied sexual content, hopeful ending.

the missing pieces series - a bunch of short stories taking place in canon and expanding/exploring various scenes.

1. glimpsing light - one shot, rated gen, elrondriel week 2024, day four: outsider pov, elendil discovers something new about galadriel and his ancestor's brother in 1x03, fluff, missing scene.

2. out of sight - one shot, rated gen, takes place in 1x08/2x01, sauron takes elrond's form to trick galadriel, pining, possibly unrequited love, manipulation.

3. scorched earth - one shot, rated gen, beginning of s2, after that meeting in círdan's workshop galadriel tries once more to get through to elrond, pining, emotional hurt, possibly unrequited love, friendship.

4. gaps of sunlight - one shot, rated gen, companion to glints of moonlight, 2x07 kiss scene romantic rewrite from galadriel's pov, the golden light in lindon is very different from the lifeless shine in adar's refuge but elrond's presence makes it just as beautiful, pining, possibly unrequited love, love and friendship mixing into each other.

5. glints of moonlight - one shot, rated gen, companion to gaps of sunlight, 2x07 kiss scene romantic rewrite from elrond's pov, the dim light in adar's refuge cannot compare to the moonlight in lindon but not even the shadows can ever hide galadriel's light from him, mutual pining, requited love, love and friendship and the ways they're one and the same.

6. of the heart - one shot, rated gen, post 2x08 galadriel and elrond meet in the woods to talk, disapproving dad gil-galad, pining, possibly unrequited love, unresolved romantic tension.

pulvis et umbra - one shot, rated teen, a discussion with a mortal man makes galadriel think of her feelings for elrond and what they mean in regards to her and her marriage to celeborn, post 2x07, pining, unresolved romantic tension, love and friendship.

canto v series - elrond and galadriel, giving in to something that shouldn't be. and all that comes after. somewhat inspired by the retelling of Paolo and Francesca's affair.

1. unto one death - one shot, rated explicit, galadriel gives in to her feelings for elrond who was once her ward, infidelity, mutual pining, forest sex.

2. who reason subjugate - one shot, rated explicit, elrond pov after their sort of marriage, thoughts and feelings about being peredhel, infidelity, secret relationship, smut.

the rising of the tide - two chapters, rated gen, 2x07 rewrite, the negotiation with adar ends with elrond in chain besides galadriel, mutual pining, not canon compliant, friendship and love.

at the end of all things series - my works for elrondriel week 2024, all about their doomed relationship and them making the best of their time together.

1. an interlude - one shot, rated gen, day one: secret relationship, elrond and galadriel meet before her trip to the north in 1x01, pre-canon, established relationship

2. glimpsing light - one shot, rated gen, day four: outsider pov, elendil discovers something new about galadriel and his ancestor's brother in 1x03, fluff, missing scene.

3. breathing space - one shot, rated gen, day three: nenya, elrond and galadriel in the middle of their fight during the trip to eregion in 2x04, established relationship, fluff and light angst.

4. by candlelight - one shot, rated gen, day two: prophecy/future, elrond and galadriel have one last night before their relationship must come to an end, post 2x08, break up, bittersweet ending.

• WIPS

wings of a butterfly - two chapters, rated teen, elrond is such a delight that the dark lord himself can't help but give up on his plans for him, eventual romance, pining, crack treated seriously.

as a binary star - three chapters, rated teen, stardust au, galadriel is pushed out of the sky and elrond takes the chance to finally explore the magical world beyond the wall, eventual romance, tenderness, strangers to friends to lovers.

marauders era

- AO3 pseud: rab-stars -

• COMPLETED WORKS

that which is holy - one shot, regulily, rated explicit, lily goes to meet regulus in the middle of the first war just before her marriage, infidelity, running away, mentioned horcrux hunt.

they'll think of me kindly (when they come for my things) - one shot, regulily, rated gen, regulus and lily and the future they'd wanted for themselves the night before lily leaves hogwarts, canon-compliant, secret relationship, break up.

what we do in the shadows - one shot, rated teen, wwdits/documentary death eaters au, regulus, evan, barty, snape and pettigrew living in grimmauld, crack treated seriously.

• WIPS

i'll stop the world (and melt with you) - two chapters, moonwater, rated gen, regulus runs away with sirius but it's remus and the lupin family that he truly feels he belongs with, eventual domestic fluff, idiots in love, light angst.

we ain't angry at you love (you're the greatest thing we've lost - five chapters, rated gen, rated teen, regulus runs away at his initiation and lives on the streets of muggle london, black family centric, heavy angst.

• COMING SOON

the sun will go out - sirius introspection after regulus' death, heavy angst, hurt no comfort.

pjo hoo toa

- AO3 pseud: cabin13 -

• COMPLETED WORKS

unreal unearth series - stand alone works whose themes/titles/ideas were inspired by hozier's unreal unearth album:

1. the first time that you kissed me (i drank dry the river lethe) - three chapters, rated gen, son of neptune au where percy develops feelings for nico in camp jupiter, angst with a happy ending.

2. heaven is not fit to house a love (like you and i) - three chapters, rated gen, post-canon, au where nico left after gaea and ends up at percy's after six years, angst, domestic fluff, happy ending.

3. carving through the dark (hold me like a knife) - three chapters, rated mature, for the 'unreal unearth' series, infidelity/cheating (not on each other), a percy and nico that can't seem to stop chasing after one another, deeply flawed characters all around.

only the sun - two chapters, rated gen, post-canon where nico reveals that he saw them question his loyalty from the jar, emotional hurt/comfort with hopeful ending.

when the sea rises to meet us (nothing left for you and i to do) - two chapters, rated gen, soulmates au where nico shouldn't be percy's soulmate but definitely is, angst, hopeful ending (possible series/more chapters in the future).

what love means series - five one-shots for the 12 days of percico/nicercy christmas. all fluff and very slight angst:

1. to put in the work - gen, aphrodite and percy discuss his blossoming relationship with nico.

2. to have a home - gen, percy and nico talking about their plans for christmas.

3. to be there for someone - gen, their relationship during the years in four phone calls.

4. to make the best of it - gen, a christmas gift mishap.

5. to give yourself to someone - teen, wedding day fluff.

i'd be home with you - one-shot, rated teen, attempt at humor, fluffy proposal fic.

on the mend - seven chapters, rated teen, follows married percico as they go through a rough spot, angst with a happy ending.

all that glitters is gold - two chapters, rated teen, the greatest fairy tale never told AKA shrek au. half-human/half sea monster percy embarks in a quest to rescue a prince from a tower with his satyr companion grover so that the lord of the land will give him his home back free of magical creatures.

growing into us series - all my fics for percy/nico fest week 2024, all about growing and healing and building relationships.

1. the soil and the sea - four chapters, rated gen, nico and percy getting together years after hoo, mutual pining, light angst, unrequited solangelo (from will), moving in together, domestic fluff.

2. gather the pieces - two chapters, raten gen, nico and percy fell in tartarus together au, dealing with the aftermath of akhlys and tartarus as a whole, not actually unrequited crush, healing and getting together.

3. taste divinity on your lips - one-shot, rated mature, nico becomes a god after his death, mourning and grief, worship, getting together, happy ending.

a thousand old graves - one-shot, rated gen, middle earth setting, percy coming to terms with what his boyfriend's immortality means, elf nico/human percy, established relationship, bittersweet ending.

• WIPS

the relinquishment of logic - three chapters, rated explicit, the haunting of hill house au, horror, mystery, major/minor character death, grief, cousin incest, eventual happy ending.

colored in love - three chapters, rated teen, buddy daddies au, assassins/hitmen percico accidentally adopt a child, found family, humor, angst/fluff, happy ending.

devotee - eight chapters, rated explicit, post-canon percy and nico as friends with benefits, pining, slight angst, past emotional cheating (light and not on each other).

inherent vice - four chapters, rated explicit, hunger games au, angst, minor character death, hunger games canon violence, grief, murder, slow burn, enemies to friends to lovers, district one nico and district twelve percy.

to the ends of the earth (would you follow me?) - three chapters, rated gen, percy and nico meet in the lotus casino, mix of show and book, slow burn, eventual romance, friends to lovers, inspired by @g0thnico's post.

what was holding up the ground (it was you all the way down) - one chapter, raten teen, percy struggling with his sexuality after years of being exposed to heteronormativity.

in the dark of sleep - four chapters, rated explicit, russian doll au, time loops, temporary character death, post-canon percy and nico keep dying and reliving percy's 21st birthday.

• COMING SOON

when the earth is trembling on some new beginning - sequel to "when the sea rises to meet us (nothing left for you and i to do)", shouldn't be soulmates but definitely are percico dealing with the fallout of their new relationship.

[the-passenger-if]

hi Pime! Is it too early to ask questions about your new project yet? ROs and characters and setting and stuff? Sorry if this sounds pushy, that’s not intended!

Not at all! I enjoy talking about my IFs <3

Since I'm working on two projects I'll give you a quick rundown of both of them. First,

❆❆❆Leesangre❆❆❆

This game is set in the southernmost tip of South America in a distant future after a cataclysm wipes out most of humanity and the Earth turns into a big snow globe.

The main character travels in a caravan along with their family/clan which are also the only people they have ever interacted with, 1. because there aren't a lot of human beings around, just small settlements, and 2. because their family doesn't want other people to know about the main character. The lack of contact with other human beings and their constant dependency on their family has made the main character very sheltered.

The game starts after the death of the matriarch of the clan just as the main character's big brother becomes the new leader and everyone is feeling very uncertain about the future. The family consists of the main character's father (a huge mother-hen to everyone but mostly to MC and MC's niblings); the main character's brother (who has a strained relationship with MC); the mechanic of the caravan (the best mechanic in the world, or at least that's what they proclaim); the "shaman" of the caravan (a woman the caravan adopted when she was nine, she's in her late twenties at the start of the game); the main character's nephews, two teens who are also the clan's hunters, and the preteen nibling who has yet to find what role in the clan they will fulfill (these three were given to the clan when they were six, five, and one year old and they are presumably children of another big brother MC has never met); the main character's five-year-old niece and four-year-old nibling (they are the children of MC's brother and the mechanic). The clan also adopts a guy they find passed out in the snow at the start of the game (something neither the clan nor this guy really wanted but is forced onto all of them after he finds out about the main character).

The romantic options are:

Heco (they/them) — the clan's mechanic. They are thirty years old and they prefer to be maintaining the caravan than interacting with others but they don't mind people sitting in a corner and watching them work if they aren't too distracting and promise not to touch their tools. They're also the parent of MC's youngest's niblings, but they aren't in a relationship with MC's brother and never have been. It's a bit complicated.

Mo (she/her) — the curandera or shaman of the clan. If Heco is the hands of the caravan, Mo is its soul. It's impossible not to know where she is at any given time because she's a talking machine and also the type who loves to make people laugh. Of course, her jokes are hit or miss now that everyone is mourning the clan's matriarch but Mo's sense of humor can be like a runaway freight train if she isn't paying attention. (Mo is also my attempt at the friends-to-lovers trope)

Gil (he/his) — the guy the clan saves from certain death. He's in his early twenties and speaks a language that's more common in the north of the continent, so what was he doing completely alone so down south? Even though not much is known about him, he is friendly and quick to adapt to his new life in the caravan.

This game is a trilogy and I will add a few more ROs in the next books.

Project 2 is called,

˚.༄˚.༄A Song of Sirens and Soulmates (ASOSAS)˚.༄˚.༄

ASOSAS is set in modern times (2024∼) in an alternate timeline where Sirens appeared in the fifties changing the world forever. The game starts in New York but the main character and their buddy are thrown into the Siren realm around the first or second chapter so don't expect a lot NY lore.

In this alternate timeline Sirens are considered THE beauty standard with tall and toned bodies if they are male and petite and graceful figures if they are female. Also pointy ears, cavernous black eyes, and wide mouths full of sharp teeth.

Although they prefer to live in their own dimension it isn't rare to see Sirens as movie stars, runway models, and musicians. Most humans won't ever interact with this larger-than-life creatures but a few lucky ones will get claimed by the Song of the Siren, a red dot that shows up just above a person's belly button and marks them as a Siren's soulmate. Sure, leaving the human realm means never coming back but most people will take the opportunity if it means marrying and forming a family with these impossibly beautiful (and rich) beings.

Unfortunately, the main character of this game isn't interested in any of that and has been on the run since they were twenty and they were claimed. Seven years later, their betrothed finds them in a prison cell after they and their road buddy are detained at a punk show. MC is able to convince the Siren to bring said road buddy along and off they go into the Siren realm. Now MC and their ally must come up with a plan to escape before MC's wedding day befalls them.

The romantic options are:

Spook (ze/hir) — MC's ally in this mess. They met a month before the start of the game and decided to travel together for the time being. Spook is a thirty-three year old crust punk that can't stand Sirens and the power they wield over humans. Ze's also half-human and half-Siren, something ze carefully hides behind masks and dark shades. (Non-binary RO)

Verna/Vernon "Vern" Harley (she/her or he/his) — Twenty-four year old Vern is on the same boat as MC; they are a Siren's soulmate who has just arrived to this realm. Unlike MC, however, they've completely bought into the Siren fantasy and can't wait to marry and form a big family with their betrothed. Vern might not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but they are a sweetheart and painfully candid. They are a breath of fresh air among the sneers of the Sirens. (Gender choosable RO)

Camille Abadi (she/her or he/his) — In their mid to late thirties, Camille has been married to their Siren for a longer time than they've been single. They speak with the tiniest trace of a french accent, which is hard to notice when they so seldom speak. They are very polite and attentive but a hard person to get to know on a deeper level. (Gender choosable RO)

[chronolojay]

gwen stacy, arachnophobia. a web weave based on the incredible fic by @rappaccini

this fic changed the way I think about gwen as a character and got lodged in my brain since I first read it. its a fic that makes you want to make art about it and it is absolutely worth your time.

Sources under the cut

PART 1: The Fall

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The Amazing Spider Man 2. Directed by Marc Webb, performance by Emma Stone, 2014. Gerry Conway, writer. The Night that Gwen Stacy Died. Pencils by Gil Kane. Inks by John Romita. Colors by Dave Hunt. Letters by Artie Simek. The Amazing Spider-Man #121, 1973. @gui_la_ume, TikTok, 2023, LEGO Spiderman Animation, https://www.tiktok.com/@gui_la_ume/video/7245780799251860763. Lavergne, Max. "Coming Up With a Complete List of Ways to Die", Infinite Gossip, Sep 28, 2023, https://infinitegossip.substack.com/p/coming-up-with-a-complete-list-of. Pal, Marijan. "Ajshil, Oresteja, SNG Drama in Ljubljana",  Wikimedia Commons,1968,  https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Ajshil,_Oresteia,_Drama_SNG_v_Ljubljani_(4).jpg. Spider-Man 3. Directed by Sam Raimi, 2007.

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PART 2: Rage, OR: Tear It All Down

IMAGES:

Area 51 circuit board, "I'M NOT DEAD YET" via https://arcadeheroes.com/2014/04/20/arcade-games-easter-eggs/ are you in hell via https://www.tumblr.com/screenshotsofdespair/705113397985968128 A Softer World. www.asofterworld.com/index.php?id=891. bloody knuckles. https://i.pinimg.com/originals/68/68/62/686862f692cfb5e02b76013701ff3347.jpg burn it all lighter via https://png-heaven.tumblr.com/post/675085348575084544/love-still, https://www.etsy.com/listing/717241294/personalized-lighter-zippo-engraved caitlynsarah95, "Hands". Deviantart, May 3, 2019, https://www.deviantart.com/caitlynsarah95/art/Hands-796203302. Daley-Ward, Yrsa, "all the wrong colours" "DIY Three Ingredient Venom Slime", elledoingstuff, https://web.archive.org/web/20201126155036/https://shedoesstuff.com/2018/10/22/diy-three-ingredient-venom-slime/  Gerhard Richter Untitled (5 Jan 1990), 1990 Marchese, David. “Kathleen Turner, in Conversation.” Vulture, 7 Aug. 2018, www.vulture.com/2018/08/kathleen-turner-in-conversation.html. MarianneCreates, "live with this", via https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/98874045 McGuire, Seanan, and Rosi Kampe. Spider-Gwen: Ghost-Spider Vol. 1. Marvel, 2019. Melissa P. Directed by Luca Guadagnino, 2005. Paskow, Linnea "Splitter", 2020.  https://linneapaskow.com/paintings-/18 Roland Arhelger, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons, https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Verrazzano-Narrows_Bridge_(New_York).jpg Sin, Nata. "Menotaxis", November 8, 2022. https://instagram.com/nata__sin__?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA== "Spider PNG image image with transparent background", via https://pngimg.com/image/4537. "Spider Transparent #1558430", via  http://clipart-library.com/clip-art/spider-transparent-2.htm. "Spider PNG Image" via https://www.pngall.com/spider-png/download/1726 Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse. Directed by Joaquim Dos Santos, Kemp Powers, and Justin K. Thompson, 2023. "Transparent Spider Gif #1587577", via http://clipart-library.com/clip-art/transparent-spider-gif-23.htm. "Transitions Purple T-Shirt + Download", august, via https://store.augustalsina.com/products/transitions-purple-t-shirt-pre-order-download

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Boyer, Anne. "WHAT RESEMBLES THE GRAVE BUT ISN’T". 2017.  Moyers, 17 April 2017, https://billmoyers.com/story/poetry-month-what-resembles-the-grave-but-isnt/ Carson, Anne. H Of H Playbook. New Directions Publishing Corporation, 2021. Euripides. Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides. New York Review of Books, 2008. Lord Huron. "Not Dead Yet", https://open.spotify.com/track/5NRbNXwXHM9mYgxMhzVWTP?si=d55caaf2461a4675 rappaccini. arachnophobia. https://archiveofourown.org/works/48363238/chapters/121980043 

PART 3: Live

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Latour, Jason. SPIDER-GWEN VOL. 6: THE LIFE OF GWEN STACY. Illustrated by Mike Ploog, Cover Art by Robbi Rodriguez, vol. 6, ‎ Marvel Universe, 2018. Limón, Ada. “Dead Stars.” Poets.org, 1976, poets.org/poem/dead-stars. rappaccini. arachnophobia. https://archiveofourown.org/works/48363238/chapters/121980043  Zusak, Markus. The Book Thief. Knopf Books for Young Readers, 2007.

[beachyserasims]

Geneva Island Legacy┃Chapter three┃A Chance

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Sunshine's Guide To Murder│Lee Minho

Chapter Twenty Three: Gil? SS: 5 (ignore time stamps and dates) Word Count: 0.7K & 1.3K Content Warnings: None? Fluff and cuteness Previous Next Masterlist

The car moves through the white landscape, Florence + The Machine playing through the speakers as Hayun sits cross-legged in the passenger seat, her face turned toward the window. Snow blankets the world outside, a seamless stretch of white, and inside, the warmth from the heaters is relentless, filling the car with a cozy, almost drowsy heat.

Minho drums his fingers on the steering wheel, glancing at Hayun. "You know," he starts, his tone half-annoyed, half-amused, "for someone who hates the cold, you’re seriously underdressed. Why would you not wear a coat?”

She looks over at him, a ghost of a smirk tugging at her glossed lips. “I didn’t have a coat that went with my outfit. It’d make me look all puffy.” She tucks her legs up tighter, almost as if challenging him.

He raises an eyebrow, snorting as he adjusts the temperature up a notch. “Right. So, hypothermia’s a solid trade-off for a ‘puffy’ look. Makes total sense.” His fingers drum on the wheel in time with the beat of the song as he shakes his head, amused despite himself.

Hayun rolls her eyes, adjusting her legs even further until she’s completely cross-legged on the seat, leaning back against the door with her knees tucked up. Minho glances at her and then back at the road.

“If I crash, you know your legs will be irreparable, right? Your hips will probably be out of commission, too,” he says, his tone mock-serious.

She gives him a lazy side-eye, tilting her head. “Are you planning on crashing?”

“No,” he admits, a small smile creeping onto his face. “But it’s the principle of the thing.”

As they pull up to a drive-thru, Minho doesn’t even ask for her order, pulling up to the speaker and placing his own before getting her usual honeycomb hazelnut frappuccino, extra shot of coffee. He reaches over to grab his wallet, paying for both drinks without a second thought, and a few moments later, the barista hands him two cups.

As he passes her the icy frappuccino, he gives her a look of exaggerated disbelief. “So, let me get this straight. You’ve got my car heating on full, my heated seats cranked to warm up your spoiled ass, and you order a cold coffee?”

“Yup.” She sips on the straw, batting her lashes at him. “There’s nothing quite like a cold coffee when you’re warm and toasty. It’s called balance, Minho.”

“Lucky you’re cute,” he mutters, shaking his head with an amused huff as he takes a long drink of his iced americano. “Otherwise, I’d let you freeze. Nobody else gets my heated seat privileges, you know. Feel special.”

“I’ll be sure to put that on my résumé,” she replies, her voice mock-serious. “The only recipient of Lee Minho’s heated seats. Feeling very special, indeed.”

He smirks, pulling out of the drive-thru and heading back to the road. The warmth of the car melts away the winter chill outside, creating a small, cozy world for just the two of them. Hayun leans back, sipping her drink, her eyes dancing with humor and a hint of curiosity.

“So, is this our first date, then?” she asks, glancing over at him, her tone teasing.

Minho’s eyes narrow just a little, a smirk spreading on his lips. “I told you I was gonna do this shit properly. Dates, wooing, the whole shebang. Like I’m courting you in Georgian England or some shit.”

She chuckles, raising an eyebrow at his expression. “Courting me in Georgian England, huh? The honour of it all. I assume a date to the aquarium is the modern equivalent of a grand ball, then?”

“Damn right, it is,” he replies, feigning complete seriousness as he taps the GPS screen. “I don’t just take anyone to the aquarium, princess.”

“Ah, so this is the wooing phase,” she murmurs with mock consideration. “Noted.”

He chuckles, his eyes on the road as they approach a busy roundabout. “Now, shh,” he says, glancing over at her. “I need to focus here. Roundabouts are confusing as fuck.”

“Oh yeah, that really fills me with confidence in your driving abilities, Minho,” she deadpans, but her grin breaks through almost instantly.

When they arrive at the aquarium, Minho expertly reverses into the spot, using one arm to turn around and look over his shoulder, his hand casually draped across the back of her seat. Hayun bites her straw, looking away quickly, eyes scanning her phone as she hides the faint flush creeping onto her cheeks.

Once Minho turns off the engine, Hayun downs the last of her coffee before stepping out of the car, only to be immediately hit by the cold. She shivers hard, tugging her sweater tighter around herself, and Minho raises an eyebrow as he walks around to her side, sliding an arm over her shoulders and pulling her into his warmth.

“Regretting not wearing a coat now?” he teases, a slight smirk tugging at his lips.

She leans into him, shrugging nonchalantly. “At least I still look cute. Isn’t that the point?”

“Unbelievable,” he mutters, squeezing her closer as they walk toward the aquarium entrance. The winter air bites at their cheeks, but she doesn’t seem to mind as much, her eyes already lighting up in anticipation of what’s inside.

“Being a personal heater’s a pretty solid way to woo me, you know,” she says, looking up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye.

“Oh yeah?” he grins. But before he can say anything else, she suddenly slips her ice-cold fingers down the neck of his hoodie, making him jolt. “Yah! What the fuck?! Your fingers are freezing!”

He tries to step back, but she just looks up at him with a pout, and he sighs in mock exasperation, staying still as she keeps her cold hands pressed against his warm skin. “Do you have circulation issues or something?”

“How would I know?” she says with a shrug, but she can’t hide the smile as he winces.

“You should probably see a doctor. Seriously, you’ve got icicles for fingers.” He stops and cups her hands in his, blowing on them and rubbing them between his own hands to warm them up. “We’ll thaw you out in here. Come on.”

The aquarium’s warmth is a welcomed contrast to the cold outside, and they move deeper into the building, stopping first at the jellyfish exhibit, the walls around them bathed in a tranquil blue glow. Hayun’s eyes widen with fascination as she steps closer to the glass, watching the jellyfish drift through the water in graceful, hypnotic swirls.

“Did you know jellyfish have been around for at least 500 million years? Some species are even biologically immortal,” she says, her voice filled with wonder. She points to one of the glowing creatures. “Those are moon jellyfish. They’re completely harmless to humans but still so eerie. And that big one over there? That’s a lion’s mane jellyfish. Its tentacles can grow longer than a blue whale.”

Minho blinks at her, a little taken aback, eyebrows raised. She looks back at him, equally puzzled by his expression, and they just stand there, blinking at each other in silence.

“How the fuck—?” he begins.

“Oh,” she says, understanding his surprise. “I have an eidetic memory. I remember a lot of stuff I read or hear about, especially things that interest me.” She shrugs, but there’s a hint of pride in her eyes.

He shakes his head in disbelief, though his smirk remains. “Of course, you do,” he mutters, still in awe. She’s both unpredictable and fascinating, and he can’t help but watch her as she turns her attention back to the tank, the soft glow of the water casting her features in a delicate, almost surreal light.

Hayun studies the jellyfish for a moment, a nostalgic smile tugging at her lips. “You know, Jisung and I both had the biggest crush on Gil from Finding Nemo when we were kids. You kind of remind me of him,” she says, glancing at him. “Guess some things stick.”

Minho blinks again, thrown off-guard. “Gil?” he echoes. “The moody, scarred fish from the dentist’s tank? How do I- What about me reminds you of him?”

She laughs, turning fully to him and folding her arms, studying him like she’s seeing something he isn’t. “The whole mysterious, broody thing you’ve got going on” She raises an eyebrow, daring him to challenge it.

Minho shakes his head, the corners of his mouth twitching. “You know, princess, I’m not sure if being compared to a Disney fish is the compliment you think it is.”

She rolls her eyes, nudging him with her shoulder. “Take the compliment, Minho. Not every guy can pull off the stoic, scarred-but-softhearted hero. And hey,” she adds, pointing back to the jellyfish, “at least it’s not the blobfish.”

“Fair point.” He chuckles, and they both fall quiet, watching as the jellyfish float, almost in slow motion, across the glowing blue waters of the tank.

For a moment, everything else fades, the cold outside, the darkness they’ve both had to wade through, and the weight of everything hanging in the balance. It’s just the two of them, standing side by side in this surreal, quiet space, surrounded by the strange, peaceful beauty of these creatures.

After a few minutes, Minho tilts his head, glancing over at her. “So, if Gil was your type as a kid, what’s your type now?”

She smirks, pretending to think as she taps her chin. “Dark, and broody. Maybe a little rough around the edges but secretly kind of a softie. Has a mysterious past, possibly related to a tragic, previously unsolved mystery.”

Minho lets out a low laugh. “So basically, Gil. With legs.”

“Pretty much.” She grins, and he shakes his head, that easy smirk of his slipping into something softer as he watches her.

“Good to know I’m hitting all the marks,” he says quietly, almost to himself.

They continue wandering through the aquarium, stopping at each exhibit. Minho listens as Hayun rattles off facts, her enthusiasm lighting up her face in a way that has him utterly captivated.

In the shark tunnel, she watches the sleek, menacing creatures swim overhead, her gaze intense, and in the coral reef exhibit, she leans close to the glass, her breath fogging up the surface as she watches the fish dart in and out of the colourful corals.

At one point, she slips her arm through his, leaning against him. “You’re right,” she murmurs, her voice soft. “This is a pretty good first date.”

He looks down at her, the warmth from her side pressed against his filling him with an undeniable sense of rightness. “Glad you think so,” he replies, resting his hand over hers. “You’re gonna have to get used to it, though. Wooing’s just getting started.”

She laughs, her eyes sparkling as they move on to the next tank. “Fine. But only if you promise not to bring me here every time.”

“Deal. Next time, I’ll take you somewhere way more interesting,” he says, raising an eyebrow, his tone full of challenge.

“Oh yeah?” She crosses her arms, tilting her head. “I’ll hold you to that.”

“You’d better,” he replies, and they share a look, unspoken words passing between them, a promise that neither of them has to say out loud.

As they leave the aquarium later, stepping back into the cold, Minho shrugs out of his hoodie, handing it to her despite her protests and making her pull it on.

“Minho, you’ll freeze-”

“I’ll be fine,” he says, pulling the hood up and tucking her hair beneath it. “Besides, I’m Gil, right? The brooding fish or whatever the fuck. Can’t have you freezing to death on our first date.”

She laughs, rolling her eyes but pulling the hoodie tighter around herself as they walk back to the car. The snow crunches beneath their feet, and they fall into a comfortable silence, the world around them quiet and still.

And as they drive back, the heaters blasting and the car filled once again with her music, Hayun leans her head against the window, a small smile on her face, feeling the warmth of his presence beside her in a way that’s as comforting as the hoodie around her shoulders.

“You know,” she says softly, breaking the silence as they near her place, “you’re really good at this whole ‘first date’ thing.”

“Only for you, princess,” he murmurs, his eyes focused on the road, but the faintest smile tugging at his lips.

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[tanoraqui]

The Rise and Fall of Empires

Chapter 7: Mastermind, Makers, Pirates, Spies…and Necromancer (Part 1)

A/N: Remember a million years ago when I said this fic was Leverage-inspired? ;)

22 Days after the Fall of Eregion

Use the volcano anyway, Celebrimbor thought furiously, remembering Gil-Galad’s sapphires on Ar-Pharazón’s neck.

Oh, Tyelpë, murmured the master of the Forge of Oroduin, the chief engineer of Dagor Bragollach. You know I love a good volcano.

A puzzle had presented itself, and almost against his will, Celebrimbor began to focus on more than his own misery.

The problem is two—no, three parts, I think: to weed those worth damning from those worth saving, to bring just and utter destruction to the first, and salvation to the latter—including our own people, obviously. Every elf on this cursed island. And every slave as well. 

Annatar hummed thoughtfully. For the first, we return to civil war…or near enough. The start must be slow, escalating until the swift and savage end. Likewise, the evacuation of the salvageable—we will need a great many ships, in the end! Never fear, beloved, I shall see it done. As for our people… 

He hummed again, a cat with a tinkling toy, a renewal of ancient, shadowy songs.

I can begin freeing them with no Men the wiser any time we please, if nobody minds a little spiritual subterfuge. A shell game, if you will. Entirely painless, I assure you…

[keep reading on ao3]

[carlosfreckles]

i am obsessed with both your Carlos gif sets (esp the latest harlos one!!!) and your harlos fic omg it’s one of things that keep dragging me back into the descendants fandom, carlos de vil is my special little guy and you write him so well!! do you by any chance have any harlos hcs or just Carlos de Vil fic recs? I fear the latest chapter of your harlos fic has only deepened that hyperfixation lol

This is so nice, I'm glad you're enjoying all forms of my content! I adore Carlos so much, and I ship him with several people, but the harlos dynamic is so fun to explore and write. I will take any excuse I can get to put more harlos content into the world so here are some personal headcanons for the ship:

Carlos loves hearing Harry sing a sea shanty and hearing him sing is one of the few things that can get him to calm down from a bad nightmare or an anxiety attack

Harry is actually smarter than people give him credit for but he likes to play dumb to get his way, but Carlos never lets him get away with it

Harry likes to put eyeliner on Carlos and he gets pouty if Carlos does it himself

Carlos and Uma are the only people that are allowed to touch Harry's hook, Gil would be on the list but no one wants to know what would happen if he lost it

As far as fic recs go anything written by @bunny-lou is gold whether it's harlos or another pairing that involves Carlos. Here's a little list of my fav harlos fics on AO3 (there are so many great ones these are just my favs out of what I've read recently):

How To Fall In Love - Harry Hook's Five Easy Steps by puff_the_magic_dragon

Strayed by callous_and_misunderstood

May Contain Traces of Artificial Love by GabbyGums

You might have already read them (I know I've gone through every harlos fic I can find on AO3 at least three times already) but I like re-reading these fics specifically because they just capture different elements that I love about this ship so perfectly.

[m3rricat]

Advocatus Ardens - Ch. 14

>>Read on AO3<<

We're back, baby!

Pairing: Wyll/Astarion

Rating: M

Wyllstarion slowburn set in a modern-with-magic-lurking-there AU Baldur's Gate and later Sigil; public defender attorney!Wyll (aged up to 30s) and client!Astarion (still a vampire)

Chapter preview:

“… Sigil?” Wyll said slowly.

“No, no—Sigil. Hard G,” the man in the pinstripe suit corrected. His eyes roved over Wyll, Astarion, and Leo. “You lot just came through a portal, didn’t you?”

Astarion was still prickling with anger at Wyll, but nonetheless, they exchanged a look. Astarion kept his mouth clamped shut in a thin line. So, Wyll made the decision.

“Yes, we did.” What use was there in lying? Within the first few seconds of meeting a native of whatever Si-gil was, Wyll had already made it obvious they were from out of town.

The man craned side to side, looking behind them. “It isn’t still open, by chance?”

“Not that we saw,” Wyll said.

“Welp, can’t have all the luck,” the man sighed, then smiled winningly at the group. “So. You cutters must have dropped in from one of the Gate-towns, then?” He watched their blank expressions, and suddenly got a little more serious himself. “No? Then… the Hells?” he ventured, eyeing Wyll.

“No,” said Wyll firmly.

“Huh. Then where on the planes are you from, friends?”

All three of them stared back at the man. It was Astarion who finally piped up, after glancing irritably at the others. “I think you’d call it the Prime something-or-other. From what I recall.”

“What? Are you—” the man’s eyes bugged out of his head. He glanced from one to the other. Sniffed at them, for some reason. “You’ve got to be soddin' kiddin' me. The Prime Material Plane?” He turned aside, muttering to himself. Wyll caught some grousing about the portal being gone, but then the man turned back to them with an even more gracious smile than before. He swept into a teetering bow. “Gentlemen! My sirs prime! It's my honor to be the first to welcome you to the center of the multiverse, the ring around which the Planes turn! I am Albrim Knopple, one of the last esteemed touts around. Call me Al, I insist! And whom do I have the pleasure of addressin'?”

As the other two stayed stonily silent, introductions fell on Wyll.

“Hmm,” Al peered at them after Wyll gave their names, rubbing his chin under his impressive beard. “So. A human. A tiefling. And… huh. A sharp-toothed deader?”

“I beg your pardon?” spluttered Astarion.