#I need a name for this au gdi

[dark-elf-writes]

I literally threw my hands up like I was starting a wave at a game. This is so perfect.

*slaps omegaverse agszc* you can fit so many kinks in this baby.

[bitchlessdino]

Get to Know Me!

technically tagged by @gyubakeries <3 (tiya ily you're so sweet always)

what's the origin of your blog title? 💘I was originally known as underratedlovedone and wanted a brand change so i did a whole fuckass poll on google forms (pre-tumblr polls btw) and that was so fun. I believe a mutual suggested this name and im sorry but rn their name escapes me. I was almost dildodino....

favorite fandoms: 💘I ult seventeen, that's obvious, got7, and recently yall have seen i've been getting into l0ve and d3ep spac3 (its a fucking problem and I’m not ready to be found yet), but otherwise what else hmmm, I'm a pretty causal listener to most of the rest kpop/krnb. smosh is fun, i love a good laugh, i think half my humor is svt other half from them or smth like that. i get so addicted to things and move on so quicky i'm trying hard to remember rn.

OTP(s)/shipname: 💘These are ship dynamics i absolutely love. Not romantic for obvious reasons. Wonchan, Boochan, Boogyu. it's hard bc i really love group dynamics, like 2+. SVT is so perfect for that actually. and really my ships are usually whatever is my current obsession at the time

favorite color: 💘light blue but specifically, #8AA7CC. it's called polo blue for some reason idk. but this was actually very close to the blue i had for my wedding and its so pretty.

favorite game: 💘I played persona 3:overload for MONTHS, my husband would literally see my gremlin ass at the tv with my controller grinding tf in those dungeons. I'm also a sims enjoyer, l0ve and d3epspac3 again lol, gta6 when it finally fucking comes out gdi rockstar

song stuck in your head: 💘the love and deepspace intro.....its hauntingly beautiful it actually scares me a little. And "if you leave me" by svt is my comfort song rn

weirdest habit/trait? 💘uhhhhh. I pick up on people's speech patterns all the time. Its how i was able to semi-learn some languages or accents. One time i was on a work call with a client that was from Alabama and maybe bc i'm from the south but i started to actually mimic her subconsciously. to this day i hope i didnt offend her or anything. you'll also learn that i'll yap alot reading this. and 'lol' or 'like' and unhealthy amount and i hate that.

hobbies: 💘I write a lot on my own time, i just sometimes don't post it bc its often incomplete or not fully-fledged. I also read, which i need to get back into bc my tbr is long asf. I sing but not as much as i used to. I also cook. sometimes game. Kdramas, anime whatever it’s ongoing at that moment anyways. I enjoy my free time.

if you work, what's your profession? 💘bro when i was working, it was at a bank as a business analyst, sounds impressive, it wasn't. but i miss the steady income

if you could have any job you wish, what would it be? 💘 honest to god, i'd love to go back at tell my younger self to seriously try to get into acting. or film and its production/writing. It wasn't until adulthood that i realized i wanted to work in a creative environment but forgoed for 'realistic careers.' this may be your 4th, 5th, 36th life guys take a chance. there's an AU me out there there that pursued everything I wished for and I wish I was them.

something you're good at: 💘I would also love to know. but i think I'm funny sometimes and a little witty. sometimes i have to stop myself before i say some dumb shit tho, so i spit all that nonsense into my writing.

something you're bad at: 💘most things, especially pushing myself to my full potential. i know i hold myself back a lot. like i keep saying i'll write a book and publish will always have an excuse not to. not deep answer: i cant ride a bike and i refuse to. i just have no balance and i can barely stand straight ngl. and most physical games bc i am feeble i would not survive a zombie apocalypse

something you love: 💘food god i love food. and milk tea or boba tea drinks in general, call me a basic asian idc 💘human interactions but not including me but like people watching, i enjoy seeing a relationship grow and flourish overtime idk such a cute human things. i like to see the humanity in people. 💘the cats in my parents' neighborhood that have made ours and the neighbors across from us lawns pretty much their territory. a whole kitty gang. 💘and days that give me a good reason to put on a cute outfit, and do my hair and makeup. i'm at home a lot so those days are kinda special to me. I'm bare face 98% of the time.

something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: 💘seventeen or in general the 2nd-3rd gen kpop lore, that was my shit. I loved those days with the exception of some things. Oh, and the plots i have going on in my head and the characters i have in mind, building them is so fun to me.

something you hate: 💘 things that don't make sense. ok, i hate on a lot of things and a lot of things don't make sense or they are just an entity they cant help it, but how people let history repeat themselves or events occur knowing fully what's going on. it's just insane. things that don't make sense, i cant help but be frustrated. Also like all of twitter/x and its existence and what it’s brought out in people

something you collect: 💘svt albums but not sm recently, stuffed animals from a couple claw machine places in my area's chinatown, my old peoples meds bc im deteriorating at an accelerated pace, things on my tbr or to watchlist

something you forget: 💘most things like errands, which is why i gotta write in my little iphone notes. where i place my phone bc i don't look where i throw and im screaming for siri in my room to find it. sometimes things i enjoy until i rediscover it one day and that's kinda the best feeling ever like "wow i remember i loved you welcome back"

what's your love language?: 💘word of affirmation and good banter, but not just straight up teasing that gets so old, i want real tension that's just like. "yeah, I thought about you. is that a problem?" OR "So you think I'm hot? "Yeah, but you're still annoying."

favorite movie/show: 💘 I dont know if i have a favorite movie i am always changing my mind about what's good out there, but my favorite show ever is this Kdrama called "Moving" It's beautiful and i loved every side story even the adults like it was so beautifully curated. i still think about it a lot and am waiting for a second season.

favorite food: 💘banh mi, korean fried chicken, and sashimiiiii omg i could just go ham on either one right about now.

favorite animal: 💘cats and dogs <3, basic ass answer but i havent felt super drawn to a specific animal. Maybe a panda bc they're such a mood. ykw a panda they are something else everytime i hear about a report of them

are you musical? 💘I've sang since i could breathe. i vividly remember my younger self getting my parents to call the viet radio so i could sing on there live (this theatric bitch). I was in choir in my teens, and i for a moment learned viola but not so much anymore.

what were you like as a child? 💘annoying no doubt, and so much more carefree than adult me. like she did not give a single fuck and people liked that about her. i miss her.

favorite subject at school? 💘debate! it got me into public speaking and interpretive performance. I really enjoyed growing a voice from learning how to not only build and refute arguments, but it got me to practice my acting chops a little like i wanted to when i was little

least favorite subject? 💘math, unfortunately i was awful and did not pay attention so i kept messing up formulas. that was my fault tho

what's your best character trait? 💘i don't like saying it but my empathy? I've been told that that's how often i respond to most situations and often give people benefit of the doubt. i just never want to assume whatever is going in someone's life bc we really have no fucking clue.

what's your worst character trait? 💘honestly too much of a people pleaser or rule follower sometimes. i let my moral compass rule over most of my decisions and that's not particularly bad but that's how i'm often holding myself back i fear

if you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? 💘 i should have not eaten that pack of buldak ramen bc that was not good for my stomach. i need a real balanced meal especially after what i was told at my doctor's apt.

if you could travel in time who would you like to meet? 💘idk if i want to change any big part of history, that is not something i could leave on my conscious if it blows up the world, but i'd like to visit my younger self that its okay to mess up and really go for things bc she can be so much more if she tried.

recommend one of your favorite fanfics (spread the love): 💘i reallu want to read more but this one is and always one my mind: between you and me by my bb @haologram. it's just so good like shut up and and put this my man in my mo-

Anyways tagging anyone that wants to play!

[a-big-apple]

For the fic rec asks: 2, 6, 11?

2 - Recommend a fic that is not posted on AO3.

well, i haven't read outside of ao3 since before ao3 existed, so this was a challenge! not actually a challenge to think of a rec, but a challenge to find a wayback machine snapshot that actually got me to the text. Apocrypha by Phishtar was HUGE for me in the early aughts. it's a teenage mutant ninja turtles fic, centered in the universe/canon of the original comics. i've been a tmnt fan since i was a kid, of the cartoon and the movies and the more kid-aimed comics put out by archie in the 90s, and as a young 20something with my own money i started getting deeply into collecting and reading the original comics and diving into the adult side of the online fandom. so this fic, which has all the drama and angst i could have asked for and is epic in scale and family-centric, was really central to me at that time!! i have since found the author again on ao3 under a different name, and still enjoy their work when our other fandoms overlap! but Apocrypha has a special place in my heart still, even though i haven't reread it in many years.

6 - Recommend a fic that does something cool with format or structure (epistolary, social media, 5 things, non-linear, etc.)

ok even though i know you said you hadn't finished watching arcane, i'm gonna rec an arcane fic for this! The Fault in Our Stride by RunePhoenix6769 (gdi, i am fairly sure they're on tumblr but fuck me if i can remember the name or know how to find it) is an au set in yorkshire, in which vi and caitlyn are both pro show jumpers! so it's a pretty niche sports au, which i always enjoy, even more so when the sports involve horses.

but the structural interest to me comes from the way it alternates between the present and the past, used really skillfully to hold back or reveal information at different times, and also the incorporation of a LOT of outside perspectives! we get to see cait and vi through the view of their families and friends but also sports commentators (and the writing in those bits is especially delightful, so snappy and funny) and pr/marketing people who are trying to bring more popularity to the sport by tapping into the potential sapphic audience with vi as their poster girl. it's such an interesting angle to me, not just to have those plotlines happening, but to actually get their perspectives and hear all the planning and plotting and scheming (well-meaning, really) that's happening, which neither vi nor cait actually know about.

it's a wip, so i feel like things will have to come to a head in some way eventually, but for the moment the buildup has been so delightful and uniquely done!

11 - Recommend a fic you think is a hidden gem/deserves more reads.

i've got a tlt fic for this one! went looking for a creation myth, ended up with a pair of cracked lips by thelemonisinplay. this is a tiny perfect beautiful fic, a post-canon scene in which harrow and gideon have both survived and are in their own alive bodies and harrow's hair getting long again has triggered a memory of nona's, of pyrrha cutting cam's hair in their apartment. it's such a lovely combo of things i like best: gid and harrow figuring out how to share space again, and nona's little family, and really sweet domesticity that doesn't need to have any larger plot to it. so so lovely. also i appreciate that the author's name is a cabin pressure reference.

<3 <3 <3

fic rec ask game

[fivemetersofawesome]

OUUUGHH I WAS THINKING OF A DINOTOPIA AU FOR SBI RECENTLY WHAAA

My AU I was gonna take creative liberties and have Techno grow up in the Rainy Basin with a carnivore group (Allosaurs maybe?) , but either way 🤝 Techno being native to Dinotopia while the others aren’t brainwaves

Such a big brain move to have Brian as a microraptorrr. Will Phil end up being a Skybax rider :0?

LETS GOOO DINOTOPIA SUPREMACY!!

I love that so much <33 Techno would hang out with the carnivores you’re so right. In my au he does a bunch of odd jobs around the island, and one of those includes navigating and guiding people through carnivore territory! I did change a few things to how the Dinotopia world works- namely what gets eaten.

Dead bodies aren’t buried, they’re given a memorial by family/loved ones and are brought to the carnivore territories to be eaten (transporting bodies is one of the jobs Techno does, which has got him quite the reputation). I’ve also declared that the residents of Dinotopia eat bugs and occasionally unfertilized bird eggs because people need protein gdi.

Tbh, I didn’t even consider Phil becoming a Skybax rider, but now I can’t think of anything else. I’ll have to draw that when I get the time!!

[emry-stars-art]

Next person to apologize for adding to my posts/ranting in the tags gets left in the stocks ‼️ stg! Tag rants and additions and asks are the only things that have been motivating me to keep creating like this!! Please never stop yourself if you have thoughts!!!

[jeongwife]

It is like 9:30am where I am but gdi if I can’t have a secretary!chan and rich heiress fantasy I’m gonna lose it. He’s so fucking respectful yet treats you like his little fuck thing if he can help it when he gets you alone. His favorite is when he presses you against any smooth surface (like a desk or a glass window) and rams into you like no tomorrow. His glass falling down to the bridge of his nose and looks at you through though lenses as they fog up, treating you like you’re some spoil rich girl that likes get spoiled with cock more than money.

hello your local annoying dinonara is finally back 💗 i finished business proposal and it only made me Yearn Intensely for a businessman boyfie who will treat me right </3 and this ask is also making me Yearn A Lot 😞

secretary!chan who’s assigned to help you as you’re set to inherit your family’s extremely successful company one day. by day he’s the perfect secretary: always respectful, pays attention to your needs, is thoughtful and reliable. everyone knows him as your trustworthy secretary who gets the job done, but what they don’t know is that behind closed doors he treats you as though you were nothing but his little slut, and that you wouldn’t have it any other way.

his favourite part of the day is staying behind in your office late at night to “discuss” your schedule, when really he’s bending you over your expensive hardwood desk, your hands secured behind your back with his silk tie while he pounds into you. chan urges you to be loud for him, hands gripping your hips so tightly it’ll definitely leave marks the next morning as you let out broken moans from how his cock fills you up.

he also makes you tell him how good he is, your incoherent babbles only encouraging him to ram into you even harder. it turns him on so much to see you completely ruined under his touch when you’re usually so put together and poised: lipstick smeared from how roughly he kissed you earlier, eyes hazy and brimmed with tears of pleasure, inner thighs soaked with your combined releases.

after he cums in you, he’ll untie your hands and flip you over, wrapping your shaky legs around his waist before sheathing his cock inside your sensitive pussy once again. he carries you over to the floor-to-ceiling windows of your office, pressing your back against the cold glass as he starts thrusting in you again, fucking his cum back into you while murmuring the filthiest things in your ear.

“you’re so greedy. always want my cock, hm?” he mocks, chuckling into your neck when you let out a whine. “needy slut can’t go a day without my cock? what would your parents say if they knew just how fucking filthy their perfect angel is?” you’re so far gone from your multiple orgasms that you can’t form a coherent sentence, screaming his name over and over as you cum around his cock yet again.

— admin lily (business proposal ruined me and this au is making me want to eat rocks 😄 i want him now)

[falconcoast]

thin ice | childe x reader | afterword.

masterlist to the series

a/n: this is a rolling document, so if you have any more questions, i can still add them here :D

congratulations for completing this 100,000-something word monster of a fic. whether you read this as it was posted, or as an AO3 nightly binge (bless your heart), i want to sincerely thank you for taking the time to read thin ice.

it has been an absolute pleasure to interact with you all. i’ve seen all of your kind words, screaming “please don’t break them up” or “gdi grace are they gonna ever confess or not”, and incoherent sobbing.

at times, i thought i would never see the end of thin ice, because, well, it’s long! everyone’s support motivation was the reason why i saw through the end of thin ice. you all have given me such kind words, and i hope that thin ice has lived up to at least some of it.

i would like to give a brief thank you to some folks:

piper, you will never read this, but this whole damn thing is dedicated to you. if y’all don’t know who she is, piper is one of my good friends who plays hockey. piper served as my muse for both childe’s technical hockey terms and y/n’s blunt and fierce personality.

my wonderful beta, thank you for proofreading this whole thing so some of it makes sense.

and of course, to all my moots, especially @wolfhookk​, for always being there when i needed you most :D

now, i asked for some of y’all to send in questions for a q&a, considering the time it took to write thin ice has been approximately 643 days. here are your answers.

Q: what made you write thin ice?

A: it was a combination of a lot of things tbh. piper is the obvious answer, but the earliest, i think, was my crush on this hockey guy in seventh grade. i was absolutely in love with this guy, he was respectful, kind, intelligent, and his only flaw was that he played hockey (never date a hockey guy. they are walking red flags. unless they’re named childe). anyways, to get his attention, i started watching hockey. i unironically love hockey now tho.

there was also this online web comic series called check please! that i really adored and loved :)

i was also making thin ice as a way to write enemies to lovers, which was one of my favorite tropes to read. plus, nothing wrong with a good slowburn :D

Q: did any movies or books really inspire you to write thin ice?

A: hmm outside of check please!, not really! i will say i watched a couple of documentaries about hockey, and the mighty ducks a couple of times, but that’s about the extent of my inspiration.

also while in the middle of thin ice, i was looking for books to read about hockey and found so many not safe for work novels D: was not a fun time

Q: what made you write y/n and childe’s love story the way you did?

A: i’ve always enjoyed reading enemies to lovers, no matter the au. so!! i just transferred that love into this fic :)

i also wanted to display everything that builds up into a relationship, because realistically, i don’t think love builds overnight. everything, from the first “what the fuck you taught my brother how to skate” to “what the fuck why did you injure yourself” to “what the fuck i kind of love you” to “what the fuck i want you to marry me and i want to spend the rest of my life with you”, was something that i truly believed could happen in real life. small, quirky things, like when y/n gave childe the soup or when they walked in on childe taking an ice bath, are what i loved writing about their relationship the most, and again!! realistic slowburn y’all!

(also y/n and childe never stopped their banter because that was always their way of showing affection for one another, and like. it made more sense to me over them being all over each other; that’s a pretty sharp turn of relationship lolol)

Q: What’s your favorite thing about thin ice? maybe a scene or an experience while you were writing it?

A: i really really love the dialogue in thin ice!! i think it gradually improved over the course of its existence, which i am super proud of :D

my favorite scene would be the entirety of chapter 22, the kiss scene on the ice (had that planned out from the third chapter), and the scene where y/n and childe sleep together on the couch (personally i call it the “stay” scene :D)

my favorite experience would be teasing some angst. love seeing y’all cry in my inbox <3

Q: where did you struggle with thin ice?

A: i definitely struggled with technical terms as i’m not really a sporty person lmaooo i do speech and debate, mun, and literally every other extracurricular except for sports LOL so i struggled with how hockey technicalities works (ironic since i watch it every wknd) and figure skating jumps and spins too ^^; eventually i got the hang of it, but thin ice is not 100% accurate to ice hockey or skating

Q: around what age is y/n and where are their parents?

A: for most of thin ice, y/n is 22, as they are a senior in college. towards the end of it, they would be around 25 in chapter 25 (as it’s been three years since childe and y/n got together), and about 26 in the epilogue because they got married a year later.

as for their parents, i wanted to make sure that y/n was able to be anyone and everyone. since not everyone has a great relationship has a great relationship with their parents, i left them out of it. whether or not they actually have parents is completely up to the reader.

Q: got any writing rituals?

A: ooh i actually really love just writing in bed !! am i aware that it’s not good to write in bed bc you end up sleepy ?? yeah,,,, do i really care ?? absolutely not !!

i also like tea and some background music when writing :D usually puts me in a good mood!!

Q: why did thin ice take so long?

A: imo i think it took so long because of my writing process. for me, i don’t sit down and write out a plan and get at it. i often have to spend a couple of weeks figuring out what i want for this next chapter and write it up in a few days' time. i had a very brief outline for thin ice a couple of months after i started writing it, but mostly let the whole thing unfold with time.

Q: will we ever see a sequel?

A: nope! can confirm that this is is basically the end of thin ice and i will not be returning to write up another sequel. i feel like the story is complete as it is, and honestly i cannot think of anything that would induce a sequel. i would be willing to write a drabble or two, but no more full-length series from here y’all.

Q: like y/n and childe, where do you go from here?

A: again, no sequels for thin ice as far as i’ve planned ^^; i think i’m just gonna do a few fics and headcanons here and there while i plan for my next series. but first and foremost i will be taking a nap after this

lastly, thank you all so much for reading thin ice. i hope you all have a wonderful rest of your day! :D

grace falconcoast. <3

p.s.: the next series is, in fact, another childe x reader fic! the au can be found ~somewhere~ in my tumblr tags. happy hunting!

[depressedhatakekakashi]

I know that you mostly a KakaGai shipper, but what do you think about this post? Their take on KakaYama is.... interesting

I don’t really care for the ship war stuff. Each age appropriate Kakashi ship has its draws and downfalls and i won’t even touch on Kakashi/His students

That shit is never acceptable and i will never interact with it even in Au’s (and that goes for kakashi with his own sensei as well. That’s actually worse cuz minato started training Kakashi when he was five and died when he was 14. The only time Minato knows adult Kakashi is for a day in the war arc, when he is dead)

That being said, If i’m turned away from an age appropriate ship it is 100% because of Fandom. The only age appropriate ship i hate for Kakashi on its own without fandom interference is Kakashi/Rin.

And one of the main reason’s I as a writer don’t read a lot of fic is exactly because of the OOC bs that comes with a lot of shipping.

The competent Iruka/ Incompetent Kakashi

Perfect good at everything Gai/Depressed nothing to his name kakashi

The just… the whole Kakashi/Yamato is the only good pairing and everything else sucks or has no where near the same ‘value’ from that fandom. I love Kakayama but gdi that’s such a mood kill for the ship.

I sit in my corner and do my own thing because i can’t stand how OOC Kakashi and others get twisted. I like them for who they are in canon and i’m not interested in these terrible twisted takes that make them into people they simply are not.

Their take on Kakayama is one i don’t really see. Ya Yamato saw Kakashi’s darkness and is more trusted with the shady things, that’s not a good thing in my opinion. Anbu was terrible for Kakashi in canon. That darkness did not need support and fostering and understanding. Kakashi needed help and Yamato is not equiped to be that help because of his own trauma’s. I like kakayama when they’re older because they have a chance to grow apart and find their own place. Yamato has an opportunity to really seperate himself not just from danzo but from kakashi

Because Kakashi replaced Danzo in a lot of ways. Not as Yamato’s teacher, but as Yamato’s life line. Yamato had bo other friends or connections to fall back on when he was pulled from Root

He had Kakashi. Just Kakashi.

They needed to be separated for Yamato to grow and become his own person and not just realize how different him and Kakashi were but accept it.

Kakaobi is interesting in the twisted unhealthy ‘this will destroy them’ way for me. Nothing good can come out of this pairing in canon. They are not healthy for each other and they understand this.

They relish in this.

Kakashi feels he needs to be punished for failing Obito and Obito needs someone to punish. I don’t think Kakashi would just give into Obito like a lot of the fandom

I think there would be a lot of scrapping and screaming and anger

It would be bloody and dangerous and so beautiful but so very unhealthy

KakaIru is a fun ship because Iruka is an outside force. Hd’s a balance for normality that even Gai can’t give Kakashi. He’s the dude who’s not a big special character and never saw Kakashi through his darkest times but who still looks at this broken man and see’s worth. Something he can love. That’s interesting to explore. I hate ‘Iruka’s secretly a badass’ because Kakashi has enough badass’ in his life. He doesn’t need another one.

Iruka is a pairing where we can explore Kakashi having someone to come home to. Someone he doesn’t worry about being out on missions. Who he doesn’t feel that stress of impending loss with. Because Iruka is an Acadamy Sensei. He doesn’t do missions.

His life isn’t in immediate risk almost all the time and for once Kakashi can relax.

Kakagai is my favorite because Gai was the first person to step up and offer Kakashi both a challenge and a support. Gai fought against the system that wanted so desperately to turn Kakashi into a weapon and tried to keep Kakashi human. To help him retain his kindness. Gai was the first person to see how bad Anbu was for Kakashi and fight for him.

I have issues with Gai volutelling Kakashi as a Sensei, but that came out of desperation. He just so desperately wanted to save Kakashi he would hse anything, including a job Kakashi was not suited for but was better than Anbu.

Kakagai is my favorite because Gai saw Kakashi’s darkness and didn’t try to change it or take it away. Gai knows Kakashi’s darkness and accepts it and offers him a place where it doesn’t have to exist.

Also you can just tag @huskymaine XD they follow me so they’ll see this anyways most likely

[justkpopjokes]

Found You || OnlineRival!Felix

AU: online gamer friends + college + rivals to lovers

Anon: know it's a common au cliché but I've been craving some college au's of felix, maybe enemies to lovers ?? but enemies in a playful, competitive sense of course. I'll leave this vague so that you have more creative freedom, idc if you write in para. style or bullet point, I'll eat up anything you write skskj

A/N: I HAVE RETURNED!! Hope you enjoy this anon~ still can’t believe you’ve been following me since 2017 oml

If anyone else has lowkey specific requests for skz I’ll take them!! It can be any type/medium(?) of writing lol I just don’t want to write elaborate plots rn

You’ve been playing this video game recently

(I’ve been playing Valorant lol so I’m basing this off of that)

you’ve been playing solo for a bit

One afternoon, you match with a nice team that’s doing well

it’s a good game; you’re pretty evenly matched

you end up the last player standing, win a round for your team, & they applaud you for it!

But then—ohoho and then—

—you hear the deepest freakin Australian accent on voice chat

saying “ayy nice!!”

you say a polite thank you back to him

meanwhile the other people on your team are like

“holy crap bro your voice is low af!”

you get to hear this boy speak for longer lol

His username is #1Aboji or BrownieBoi915 or smth idk so you call him Brownie

and y’all get to talking lol

you send him a friend request on a whim because he seems nice

he accepts, sends you a party invite, and you play a few games together!!

Over the course of a couple months, you play together every time you’re online at the same time

(which is often bc ur timezones happen to be the same hehe)

It’s funny because although you’re friendly with each other, you’re competitive af LMAO

most of your games are spent competing for who can get more kills and who can be MVP of the team/entire match

it’s friendly competition but competition nonetheless

eventually he asks for your Tumblr/Twitter/whatever so y’all can chat a bit more :D

his @ can still be @/BrownieBoi915 lol

Brownie’s fun and you share some interests!!

your music tastes are similar too, so he sends you song recommendations, then you yell about them

You’ve been chatting a lot and reply to each others’ posts/tweets often, especially when you’re just posting about weird sh!t happening in your life

But one day… you post about something that happened at your college

something like “icb this ajlsdhf there’s this girl in one of my classes and she just sCALED THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING SO SHE WOULDN’T BE LATE TO CLASS”

less than a minute later you get a text:

“AHJKFLDSA WAIT YOUR MOST RECENT TWEET—

DO YOU MEAN VANESSA??”

and then

wAIT THAT’S BROWNIE TEXTING

HE KNOWS VANESSA?!?!?

So, naturally, you text him back

Then Brownie gets you to agree to another silly competition:

see who could identify the other first on campus!!

the 1 rule is that you have to find each other in-person

(there is a 2nd rule that you can’t ask exactly where the other person is, but that’s pretty obvious lol)

But because of the main rule, occasionally you’ll get a vague text like

Brownie: “Hey are you wearing a red flannel right now”

You: “No I’m not even outside lmao”

Brownie: “Dammit I thought I felt the vibes”

It’s a nice lil challenge because the only thing you know about Brownie is that he identifies as a guy and has an Australian accent

(but that may be unimportant depending on where you live lmao)

meanwhile the only things he knows about you are random details, your voice, and that you have a class with Vanessa lol

And it’s FUN!!

but you both start to get suuuuper competitive

mostly because of the 1 rule

there have literally been times you’ve probably found Brownie when you hear an Australian accent in the distance

however he always leaves before you can get to him, so it doESN’T COUNT GDI

Brownie tho lmao—he’s always putting on his detective hat and trying to track you down on campus

whenever he’s chilling after class he asks for where you are generally

he’ll ask you “Hey wyd”

You: “Studying”

Brownie: “In the library?”

You: “…Yes”

then he starts to narrow down where you could be based on less-specific questions

Of course, that’s not the only thing you text him about

you’ve grown pretty close to Brownie

the competition has helped with that!!

and ofc you still play that game together lol

Honestly, you really want to meet him

he’s just super charming + considerate

Also he mentioned he likes baking

you suggested “we should bake together!!”

Brownie: “Gotta find me first ;)))”

so,,, yeah you daydream about baking with Brownie

you really want to know his name

I mean, c’mon, you’ve gotten his phone number at this point, but you still can’t find him??

it’s starting to get frustrating

to the point where he can hear the frustration through your texts

HIS NAME IS FELIX!!

YOU HAVE A NAME TO WORK OFF OF NOW!!!!

That small piece of information motivates you for the rest of the week

you give Felix your name in return, but he insists that neither of you should ask around for each other

(you can’t ask your friends if they know someone named Felix

but if you hear someone say “Felix” while you’re out and about, that works)

you’re still unable to find him for some time, but knowing Felix’s name makes you feel closer to him

You can’t video call Felix but you normally call him at least once a week

after knowing him for at least half a year, you get this warm feeling in your chest every time his name pops up on the top of your phone

One of your phone calls sounds something like this:

Felix: “Hey, y/n?”

You: “Yes?”

Felix: “Do you want to go out for lunch? I mean, once we find each other.”

You: “As in a date?”

Felix: “Yeah—I mean, if that’s okay!”

You: “Yes please!! So can you find me already istg 🙄”

Felix is itching to meet you too

…so he sends you a selfie

with a filter though! that way you don’t see his entire face

you send him 1 in return (also with a filter)

Felix immediately says “aww ur cute uwu”

and your heart m e l t s

you’d think, hey maybe that’ll help me find him

SPOILERS it doesn’t really help lmao

Your close friends really want to help lmao because they’ve been hearing about this “Brownie” boy you like

however, you & Felix are adamant of winning this competition because the person who wins doesn’t need to pay for your 1st lunch date lol

It’s the last Friday afternoon before you have a week-long holiday, when you’re hanging out in front of one of your friend’s classes to pick them up

you’re standing outside the building chatting with one of your other friends when your phone starts ringing in your pocket

other friend is like “ooOOOH is it brownie boy??”

You: “Oh yeah rip he’s probably calling because I missed some of his texts, give me a moment."

You’re about to pick up when the call drops

so you’re like ?? bruh what and are about to unlock your phone to see what Felix’s texts are about

That’s when you feel a tap on your shoulder

and a low Australian voice behind you says your name

your head whips around to find this cute face with freckles and a giant smile on his face

“Felix?!?”

“Heh, I found you~”

Dude doesn’t hesitate to hug you, pick you up, then spin you around

your friend is watching with a goofy smile but he doesn’t care

after he finally puts you down, you cup his face with both your hands

“The filters always hide your freckles… they’re like stars, Lix”

instead of a lunch date, Felix takes you out for dinner :DD

even though you lost he insists on paying :’))

your friends don’t even care that you’re ditching them ajlkfdhs they literally push you away to go eat with Felix lmao

and you return home with that warm feeling in ur heart still there

needless to say, he will arrange another date so he can bring you some homemade brownies

he is the brownie boy after all!!

[lewis-winters]

(gif by @lyselkatzfandomluvs)

oh? me? writing about single dad!lewis who is a disaster human being but a good dad to a precocious little girl named Bea who adores him but at the same time thinks her daddy is the silliest person to ever exist?

you bet your ASS i am.

anyway, here have this headcanon list:

Bea is Lew's little girl from a one night stand. her mom didn't want to abort, but she didn't want to keep her, either. Lew considered putting her up for adoption, but the second the doctors let him hold her he knew that that just wasn't an option.

at that point, Lew never really knew what love was. not really. but looking down at that lil bundle in his arms that resembled more a bean than human, he decided then and there that that is exactly what true love feels like.

Bea is AMAB and has always known she was a girl. Lew always indulged her, especially when she finally learned how to talk and walk and have opinions. if Bea said she wanted to wear a dress or play with dolls or grow out her hair, he'd let her and he'd sass down anybody that let her feel like she couldn't. bc of that, Bea never thought that she was anything but a girl for ages.

i mean, the only thing she truly hated was her name. bc it was a boy's name and was therefore very ugly.

when she was four, she told Lew and everybody that would listen that she wanted to be called Beatrix-with-an-X instead of the name they gave her. she heard it on tv one day and loved it so much, she just decided to use it and that was that.

I wouldn't say Lew didn't have his moments of crisis over it-- he had a whole paradigm shift, and he definitely had to read up some stuff and talk to people, but he never let Bea know it. that's his baby girl. and he loves her. he'd never forgive himself if he'd ever let her feel otherwise.

he calls her BumbleBea on a regular basis, but in his head and when referring to her to anybody else, he calls her Little Miss Nixon

occassionally Little Miss Hypochondriac if she's being particularly fussy that day

bc Bea is VERY fussy

she's under the belief that her daddy doesn't take care of himself very much. she is right. Lew does not like to admit it.

she prepares his vitamins and reminds him to drink water and eat his veggies

they take care of each other a lot

Lew makes sure Bea does her homework and is polite and gets dressed real nice and is making the right friends

Bea makes sure Lew remembers to brush his teeth or eat breakfast or drink water or dress up warm during the winter

their little mantra in the morning is--

Lew: Be good, but if you need to be bad--

Bea: Don't get caught!

Bea also understands sarcasm a bit too well for a baby child

Lew says it's the natural Nixon gene. Blanche says it's bc Bea spends way too much time with Lew.

Bea calls Lew two things: Daddy, on the regular, and Dada when she wants to be cuddled or carried or held or comforted

Lew has NO idea why she does, but every time he hears her call him Dada while holding out her arms in a silent request to be picked up, he melts into a puddle

George, Lew's old college buddy and Bea's godfather, and Blanche are her regular babysitters. she loves them both so much but she definitely loves Blanche more because when she's with Aunt Blanche she gets presents

George treats her like a mini adult, which just kinda reinforces why she's so fluent in sarcasm to begin with or why she's half as mischievous as she is.

Bea is a morning person. Lew is a night owl. when Bea was a baby, this was definitely a problem, bc she'd have Lew running to her side at 3 am, so much so that he just moved her bassinet to his room and then just little by little let her migrate to his bed and let her serve as his alarm clock.

but when she started to walk and talk and become big enough to do things on her own, they've come up with a system where she'd get up, try her best to make Lew coffee, then wake him up with kisses

the coffee is never good but Lew swallows it down anyway

Lew is very good at braiding hair for some reason

Bea always did say that her Daddy is fit to be a stay at home husband bc he keeps track of their household stuff better than his at work stuff

Lew doesnt work at the plant-- Stanhope didn't like the name Beatrix, let's just say. Lewis told him to go fuck himself. thankfully before doing that, he saved enough money to sustain him and Bea until he could find a job. also, he has a group of very good friends and an amazing sister who stuck by him and Bea, so really, leaving Nixon behind to get a fresh new start in New York with his baby girl was the best decision he has ever made

(Lew always says Bea saved him somehow-- taking care of another human being helped him learn, little by little, how to take care of himself. how to function. he wants to be a better man for Bea, wants to be able to be somebody she's proud of. and by wanting that and doing everything to be that, he's managed to heal himself. day by day. it hasn't been easy. but it has been worth it.)

(he still drinks, though. but never in front of Bea. and never more than a glass. he can't afford to go down that road right now. not with Bea.)

Bea meets Dick first. she's seven years old in a brand new school being run by her dad's college friend and her godmother, Kitty and Dick, fresh from his last tour in Iraq, is there to visit Kitty's boyfriend and fellow teacher, Harry, who is his old college buddy.

Bea likes Mr Winters very much and talks about him to Lew when she gets home

Dick, of course, is easily charmed by this precocious lil girl with an inquisitive nature and an oddly dry sense of humor. He's planning on getting a job in the school's administrative branch so he's there quite a lot. Bea always stops to talk to him, and he never fails to humor her. He rather enjoys her company.

Lew, otoh, is getting very jealous

all Bea can talk about is Mr Winters said this and Mr Winter said that and ooohhh did you know Mr Winters was a soldier? that's pretty cool

Lew has a 9-5 desk job. Bea doesn't think that's very cool.

bc of this, Lew does not like this Mr Winters on principle

All of Bea's godparents (George, Kitty, Lip, and Ron) and her Aunt Blanche think this is hilarious

Everytime Lew sees them, he grumbles about Mr Winters. This, of course, drives Kitty to find a way to introduce them.

so, during during the Parent Teacher Conference, Lew meets Dick. and he finds he does like Mr Winters after all. he likes Mr Winters a lot.

Dick, otoh, sees Bea light up and run into Lew's open arms, giggling when Lew peppers her face with kisses and raspberries, and immediately knows he is very much In Trouble.

Bea, being perceptive as she is, picks up on their mutual crushes on each other and thinks they're meant to be (she's right, of course) and immediately starts trying to push them together.

Bea: Mr Winters, do you like bad boys?

Dick, who most definitely has always had a thing for dark haired, rakish characters with hearts of gold and is also blushing very hard: Uh... sure I do

Bea: Great. Because my daddy is bad at everything.

it becomes Bea's mission to get her daddy and Mr Winters together

she doesn't have a plan for it. she just waits to throw them at each other at every opportunity until something happens.

she's very determined. Lew would stop and admire her ambition if only he wasn't busy fumbling into this new relationship with Dick while also doing his best to be a good dad.

and it's all very cute and fluffy and nothing bad ever happens ever bc this is my au, gdi, and i'm allowed to be as indulgent as i want, thank you.

[rhetoricalrogue]

Brain is tired and I can’t fully articulate my thoughts, but I’m having Nate/Moira AU feelings again.

Basically, it’s the AU where neither of them become Wardens, but

Nate surprises Moira by coming home earlier than expected and instead of stopping in Amaranthine, he goes to see his Best Girl first because years of exchanging letters and missing from a sea away are just too much to stay even one night away.

This is, unfortunately, the night that his father attacks Highever, 100% unaware that his eldest son is home. Nate and Moira (and Gilmore because if I’m doing an AU, Moira’s BFF Rory lives, GDI.) escape and are absolutely gutted with grief and feelings of betrayal

Something something “my father needs to be stopped”/“your father needs to be *destroyed*”/“that too” coping with the aftermath and figuring out what to do next leads them to Ostagar, where Moira’s brother was last headed to.

Meets Alistair and the Warden, can’t find Fergus, decide to head up north to Lothering before the horde sighting. Meet back up with the Warden & Co. and decide to join forces. Moira and Nate are nobles, they can gather allies in Redcliffe before moving into Denerim while W&Co. head to the Deep Roads

“Oh hi, fancy meeting you here” in Haven after checking in at Redcliffe = the Arl needing Andraste’s ashes and Team Highever already on the trail. Brief team up before splitting back in Redcliffe after curing the Arl. Game plan is for Team Highever to head to Denerim and gain favor while W&Co. take on the Brecillian forest.

Pit stop in Amaranthine to check in on Nate’s siblings, keeping a low profile to get a reading on the city’s mood re: Rendon Howe

Something something “oh hi again” while trying to free Anora. Big boss battle with Rendon. “How could you turn on me, I loved you!”/“No, father. Bryce loved me like a son. You only loved the idea of what kind of status I could bring to you.”

More fallout from Big Boss Battle re: revenge and most of Moira’s original story arc. They gladly turn Amaranthine over to the Wardens since Gwaren is without a Teyrn and oh HEY, what do you know, you have two people who’ve been trained since childhood to run a teyrnir!

More tying up loose ends go here before The End. Some full circle moments with “Eleanor would be a nice name, should we have a girl.”/“I don’t know. I think this one should have a fresh start with their first name. I would like to use Bryce as a middle name, should we have a son.”/“I think that’s a fantastic idea.”

[ethelphantom]

Love You Like Nothing I’ve Had Before || chapter 1

Hey yeah, here I am, unable to not write about soulmates because gdi soulmates are great ok. This is the prompt fill for day 9, soulmates AU. I hope you enjoy it! If you want to be tagged to my Daminette December prompt fills, just hit me up, and if you only want to be tagged to this once I get the next chapter done (the fic got a little out of hand and I decided to cut it for now), you better say you only want to be tagged to this. 

Ao3 || Chapter 2

This is Maribat fanfiction. Don’t like; don’t read.

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There was a meter that told something about one's soulmate printed somewhere on everyone's body. Everyone had one, whether it be romantic or platonic, but just because everyone had a soulmate didn't mean that everyone had a happy ending. Life was cruel, and sometimes you lost all the colours in your vision before you saw them, sometimes your soulmate's name got smudged and their meter went to zero before their time. Sometimes people lost their soulmates much before they ever even had the chance to meet them. Even children knew this, but it was rare that parents told their children what the meter meant until they were older. There was a reason to it, and a good one at that.

That was also why a little girl with black hair tied into pigtails looked at her wrist with confusion and bewilderment before she walked to the kitchen where she knew her parents would be.

“Huh…? How is my meter so high… Maman, what does it mean when your meter is full?”

A simple, innocent question asked by a young child, likely no older than five years of age, who only knew the pattern on her arm was a meter that told something about her soulmate. She didn’t know what it was for, her parents had never told her.

There was also their first name under the meter, but Marinette couldn’t read it. Originally she thought it was because she just didn’t know how to read in general, but then she learnt the alphabet well and realised they weren’t even the same letters they used in France.

Her papa had told her that was because her soulmate’s native tongue wasn’t French or any other language she spoke. They had different letters in their language, he said.

“Are you sure it’s high, dear?”, her maman asked, never once stopping to look at her daughter. It was understandable, she was baking, but maybe, just maybe, little Marinette would have wished her maman would have paid more attention to her.

“Yes, maman. I drew a picture, too.”

That was right. Only she could see the meter or the name on her arm, that much she knew since she had tried to ask her parents about the name but they told her they couldn’t see it. You could only see your own and your soulmate’s one.

She also couldn’t see her parents that well.

Well, of course she could, but they looked so boring to her. They were colourless, just like everyone but herself. Herself she could see in colour, the bright blue eyes and the black hair. Only after meeting her soulmate would she see the world in colour, but even then other humans would remain monochrome, stay in the eye colour of her soulmate. She could only ever see herself and her soulmate in full colour, or so she was told.

And who was she to say her parents, her grandparents, teachers, everyone, was wrong? She was still a child, she didn’t know much, just like all of them always said.

“Let me se—” Her maman just stopped as Marinette handed her the drawing. She’d made everything as similar as she could, and finally, finally her maman looked at her.

Marinette did not like that horrified look in her eyes.

“So, I suppose it is time we explained what the meters mean, honey. It tells you how dangerous your soulmate is. Perhaps not to you, but in general. It can get lower and higher over time, depending on how dangerous your soulmate is at that moment. Usually the meter gets higher over long periods of time, and they only get to this level if the person does martial arts, but I have never heard of a meter this high on a child. That is a little... concerning. I wonder if your soulmate is alright.”

“What does dangerous mean?”

“If someone or something is dangerous, it means they can cause you harm and hurt you really bad. For example, touching a hot oven is dangerous if you don’t have oven mitts. Going with a stranger is also dangerous.”

“Oh okay. Can I have a cookie?”

“Sure, dear. You can have one.”

⬷۵⤐

The next time Marinette thought about her soulmate more was when she met a person who was writing something that looked a lot like the name written in shining blue ink on her wrist in the park. A nine-year-old Marinette was aware of the stranger danger, of course, but she thought it wasn’t too bad if she asked the person if they could help her find out what the name was. It was her approaching them, she was in a public place and she wasn’t going to go anywhere with them, it would be fine.

“Excuse me, monsieur, but could you maybe help me?”

The man in question looked at her before he smiled at her and put his notebook aside. “Of course. What do you need help with?”

Marinette sighed in relief and sat down on the bench next to him. “Well, I saw what you were writing and it looked a lot like the name on my wrist. If I tried to write it down for you, could you tell me what their name is? I cannot read it and I don’t even recognise the letters so I cannot look it up myself”, she explained with a smile, hoping the man would help her. She didn't know what else she could do to find out their name. The man handed her his notebook and pen and told her to write the name there. She did. It took her a few minutes, but she managed.

“I’m sorry it probably doesn’t look very good, it’s difficult for me to write”, she apologised as the man read the name.

“Don’t worry, mademoiselle, you wrote it just fine. Anyway, their name is Damian. I wish you the best of luck with finding them, child”, the man told her. He was kind, she decided, so she pulled out a box of macarons and offered them to the man.

“Here, you can have a few as thanks. They’re from the Dupain-Cheng patisserie, and it’s the best in Paris!”, she said happily and stood there, waiting for him to take up her offer.

He did, eventually, which made her happy. Especially the expression he made when he took a bite was great, he seemed to enjoy it a lot. Marinette was glad, she loved seeing people smile. If there was something she found worth living for, it was making people smile and helping them find joy in life.

She waved the man goodbye before she left. After all, she’d agreed to meet Nino soon, she didn’t want to be too late.

⬷۵⤐

Marinette woke up with a choked gasp and shot up in her bed. She was panting and had her pajama shirt in a tight grip. She felt like choking and could almost taste blood in her mouth. There was a piercing pain in her chest. It almost felt like someone had impaled her chest with a sword and tried to inflict as much pain on her as they could.

It took her quite the while to be able to focus her vision on anything. Everything was blurry and dark. But, when she was finally able to see something, the first thing that caught her eye was that her meter had gone down and the name under it was smudged. She had studied the Arabic alphabet, so she could now read it by herself, but there was no way she could understand the name anymore.

Then she realised she couldn’t see the colour of her shirt or hands anymore.

Marinette’s eyes widened and an ear-piercing scream escaped her lungs. Her parents rushed to her room and found their little girl in her bed, crying so much her tears ran freely down her face. She was hyperventilating and clutching her shirt in her hands, her tiny body outright trembling.

Her maman ran to her and lifted her chin up with her hand, horrified when she saw her eyes were glassy and unfocused. It was most definitely worse than a simple nightmare. There was something actually wrong with her.

“Qiānjīn, breathe. Talk to me, please, tell me what’s wrong”, her maman told her, pulling Marinette in her embrace and squeezing her tight against her chest. She kissed her forehead and wiped her tears away as her papa turned on the lights so they could see better.

“They— he— his name— I can’t read it! It’s smudged! And I can’t see colour… The meter went down— he’s… He’s... gone.”

She could barely get the words out of her mouth, but she somehow managed by summoning all her will power, her voice quieting down with each word. The last word Marinette could barely even breathe out. Once more she broke down sobbing and buried her face to her knees, curling up in a ball.

Her maman and papa didn’t know what to say to that — their little girl, merely ten years of age, had woken up only to find out her soulmate was dead.

There was truly nothing they could say to make it better, and so they just stayed there and let her sob her heart out.

⬷۵⤐

A numb emptiness had settled itself in Marinette’s chest after her soulmate died. She couldn’t dress in her favourite clothes because they were all bright colours and she couldn’t bear to dress in such things when she couldn’t even see them well. It hurt too much to remember that the one she was destined to be with was gone forever.

“What happened, ‘Nette? I can’t remember the last time I saw you wear anything but these dark colours — is it all black?”

That’s what her best friend asked her one day in class. Nino was worried about her well-being. She could barely get the words out to tell Nino that her soulmate was gone, that she would never meet them again (it felt too final to say it out loud), but when she finally managed to, Nino smiled at her sadly and hugged her tight, saying he was there for her. He was. He kept coming over to talk to her and do her favourite things with her. Even if it didn’t make her smile, she appreciated it.

A few weeks later, her teacher had one day pulled her aside and asked how she was doing, concerned about her as she’d noticed Marinette only ever dressed in black now and there was never a smile on her face anymore. She still never failed to be kind to others, but that kindness no longer included a smile to everyone. Chloé had toned it down as well for even she knew that losing one’s soulmate was a horrible ordeal, something no one should ever have to go through — and especially not at such a young age.

Marinette started wearing gloves at all times, scared that if she caught a glimpse of the smudged name on her wrist, she’d break down crying and that she’d no longer be able to stop. Sometimes it happened regardless, and during those times, it took Marinette her all to ignore the aching in her chest and the burning tears in her eyes. And each time, each time she tried not to choke on her sobs.

In bed, she often curled up in a ball and tried to cry, but she’d run out of tears a week after her soulmate’s death. She dragged her nails down her legs, hoping to distract herself from the burning in her throat, but it never helped.

She was hurting, and there was nothing that could help her feel better.

⬷۵⤐

It took a her a few months before she dared to look at her wrist again. She’d refused to do it under any circumstances, but after those months, she told herself she needed to bid her soulmate adieu.

And so, she took off her glove and pressed a light kiss on the meter. Marinette looked at it and forced a small smile on her face, hoping he wouldn’t be too mad at her for faking a smile. After all, she was doing it for him.

But, once she managed to bat the tears away from her eyes, she could clearly see the name on her wrist again. The meter’s levels were high again, which then prompted her to pay attention to the colours on her. At first she thought the universe had chosen her a new soulmate, but the name was exactly the same in the exact same handwriting, so no, her soulmate had simply come back to life. And…

She had a chance to see them again.

Either they’d only now come back or she’d been unable to notice them. It wouldn’t have been surprising, she had been trying to ignore the missing colours to the best of her abilities, after all.

Marinette rushed downstair to her maman and papa, smiling more brightly than she had in weeks, in over a month. They were surprised to see her be so happy but they were glad about it regardless.

“So, what made you so happy, honey?”, her papa asked her as she danced around the living room before stopping in front of her parents.

“He’s back! The meter shows high levels again, the name is back and I can see colours again!”, she laughed and threw herself at her papa, hugging him as tight as she could. Her maman came around and hugged them both, smiling into her hair.

“I’m happy for you, qiānjīn. Your soulmate better never do this again or I will have to find them and exchange a few words with him about making you sad”, her maman told her as her papa squeezed them both. Marinette laughed at her mother, imagining her short mother glare at her soulmate she suspected was taller than either of them as she scolded him for hurting her little girl.

Marinette knew she once again had a good chance at finding happiness, and so she smiled. A tear escaped her eye but, for the first time in a month, it wasn’t a tear of sadness, no. This time, it told the world of her happiness.

⬷۵⤐

Years later, when she was 16 years of age and suffered under Lila’s reign in the class, she ran into a young man while trying to find the Wayne Enterprises and fell down on the ground. Her class had left her behind, but that was fine.

Well, it wasn’t, but she got to see more of the city, and that was certainly nice.

Besides, better it was her who was left behind rather than anyone else, as she was the only one who could for sure defend herself if necessary. After all, she was Ladybug, she had been that for years already — she had enough training.

“Je suis vraiment désolé— I mean, I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to run into—” And then she had to cut herself off because the world shouldn’t look like what it did.

There were colours.

There were actual colours all around her.

She could see the blue of the sky and the green of the trees. The cars that were of oh so many different, beautiful colours.

And, when Marinette looked up from where she was, she could see the young man towering over her and offering a hand to help her up had frozen in place, but what truly mattered was that she could see him in colours. His green eyes stared at her before they softened at the sight of her as he understood who this was, and Marinette could feel her cheeks hearing up.

“Does your— Does your name happen to be Damian?”

The man nodded before asking a question in return, “And can I suppose you are Marinette?”

Marinette smiled and gave him an enthusiastic “yes!”, grabbing Damian’s — her soulmate’s — hand and let him pull her up to her feet. “It’s lovely to finally meet you, soulmate.”

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@ladysblackcat @daminett4life @tinyterror333 @annabellabrookes @theyellowfeverexperience @thethirdwheelfriend @daminette-december2019

[darthstitch]

The Hunt For the Lady Ex

(Or...that Star Wars/Hunt for Red October Mash Up That I’ve Always Wanted to Write)

Fair Warning:  I tend to put tongue firmly in cheek and leave canon at the door.  Also, I haven’t really watched much of Clone Wars, although I really need to get on that, because I hear that it’s REALLY good.  Also, the Rogue One team is ALIVE GDI.  

This is set in my Star Wars AU Eleventy-One - PART 1 and PART 2

One does not misplace a Super Star Destroyer, much less if that Super Star Destroyer happens to be Vader’s infamous “Lady” - SSD Executor. 

But Fulcrum is busy having kittens over the intel that the Rogue One team brought to her and according to said intel, SSD Executor has... disappeared.  

When one knows that the commander of said missing Super Star Destroyer happens to be an Emo Dramatic Trash Dumpster Fire of a Sith Lord, this can make one very, very nervous indeed.  Obi-Wan Kenobi pretty much ditches the tea and breaks out the alcoholic drinks.  He, Fulcrum and Rex need it.  

Okay, so Luke Skywalker is a known spaceship geek and he knows the Lady's stats forwards and backwards and yeah, he managed to con Cassian into sharing all the intel that wasn't available to the public.  

See, the "Lady" wasn't just any Imperial Super Star Destroyer rolled out of the Correllian shipyards.  She was special.  She was, in fact, the creation of Darth Vader.  

So apparently, Darth Vader was some sort of mechanical genius engineer - and Luke noted the interesting colors his Uncle Ben turned into when Luke said that out loud - and he'd set about building a starship that was bigger and better than everything else in the Imperial Navy.  Vader had pretty much gone through the ship's schematics, eliminated known bugs and weaknesses and that once tested and proven in battle, the Lady would then be the first in a new fleet of improved and even more deadly Super Star Destroyers.  

And now, she was missing, with her Sith lord commander and her elite crew and nobody had a clue where they were.

The interesting bit was that all this happened shortly after Luke’s identity as the “war criminal” who blew up the Death Star was finally discovered by the Empire.  

Other bits of intel that the Rogue One crew uncovered was that the Imperial Navy were all scrambling to find the Executor, with orders to destroy on sight. Now why would the Galactic Empire want to destroy their greatest flagship?  

It was Han Solo who suddenly said, “Maybe His Tall Dark and Sithlyness wants to defect to the Alliance?”

Han, for the record, had no idea why he suddenly felt the need to say that.  Also, he’s sure that HE’S not somehow Force sensitive.  

Jack Ryan...uh... HAN SOLO, was actually right. Han will still insist that is NOT how the Force works so he’s not a Jedi, blast it.  

So, let’s take a look at everyone’s favorite trash dumpster fire Sith walnut.  Who was indeed defecting, with the 501st and the rest of the Executor crew, all of whom were personally hand picked by Vader and Captain Firmus Piett.  Well, all except one Admiral Ozzel. 

Look, Vader couldn’t dodge that bullet and since Ozzel was actually a dangerous, incompetent nincompoop with delusions of grandeur, his days were actually numbered.  

In fact, Ozzel was killed in short order, and everyone knew that the defection was on, with no going back.  And Captain Firmus Piett was promoted to Admiral.  

All of them were unhappy with the Empire, in one way or the other.  Alderaan and Jeddah were two huge reasons for many of the crew.  The 501st clones, with their chips finally removed, wanted to rain vengeance upon Sheev Palpatine for what he’d done to them.  

And Darth Vader - well, the name Luke Skywalker had shaken him out of the decades of depression, madness and apathy.  The Emperor had lied.  Somehow, Padme had survived long enough to give birth to their son.  And Vader could pretty much see the long, twisted, dark path that lay in store for them - Luke to be manipulated into Falling, a replacement for his maimed father, another Skywalker enslaved to Palpatine. 

Yeah, Vader was having none of that.  He’d happily yeet Palpatine into the fires of Mustafar first.  

So he built the Lady and he’d gathered allies and no, he was not improvising as he went along, because he wasn’t about to show up at some Rebel base with the Lady, knock on the door and ask nicely to be let in.  

Nope, Vader had to be a bit more subtle than that.  So probe droids it was.  

And that was how probe droids led the Lady to the hidden Rebel base on the icy world of Hoth. 

-tbc-

[just-another-wasteland-merc]

Fic Writer Meme!

I got tagged by @asaara-writes! Thank you so much for tagging me! I tag @sm0lp0tat0-writes, @thenightmotherwrites, @pchberrytea, @bagheera-is-back and anyone else who wants to that hasn’t already been tagged! Never any pressure if you don’t want to. I still love you!

1. Name: Merc

2. Fandoms: Fallout 4, but I’ve been thinking of getting back into Mass Effect (The Em and Mac AU I came up with for that is starting to re-kindle some love for the trilogy again)

3. Most Popular Oneshot: Uh. So I’m going to count my Tumblr posts, or I won’t have anything for this category. It was the kiss prompt #7, right here!

4. Most popular multichapter: I only have one, and its here! Stimpacks and Sniper Rounds! I’m hoping to get further on this tomorrow, but for those who stop by and take a look, thank you! 

5. Actual worst part of writing: God, everything when it’s not going the way I want it. I don’t actually mind editing, because I do really like adding details. Sometimes it’s just hard to keep it on the track I want it to. Brain goes one way, fic says NO. I know I have complete control, but do I? Haha.

6. How you choose your titles: Sometimes it takes a good deal of thought, but really, titles tend to smack me in the face. Stimpacks and Sniper Rounds was a smack in the face. 

7. Do you Outline?: Sometimes. I have the main idea and just fill it with details later, but if I take notes for a prompt, it’s hand-written unless I’m streaming. Then everyone gets to see the whole process, including the blank stares as the cursor blinks on the screen.

8. Ideas I probably won’t get around to, but wouldn’t it be nice? Hm. I have stuff planned for Em and Mac, but I think the only one that I probably won’t have enough energy for is when Em heads to Nuka World. I like the DLC, and I may write enough for them to get through the Gauntlet, but I don’t think it’ll be a: very long, and b: really rough. If it comes out, then I’ll consider it a major achievement. 

9. Callouts @ Me: I really have to accept the fact that not everyone is going to like what I write, and while it garners attention, I need to keep on the road that I’m writing to tell their story, and write them the way I see them vs how others want me to see them.

10. Best writing traits: I do like how I’m able to schedule time to do a prompt, or to write a chapter of the fic, and just sit down and do it. I also sometimes like how I write little kids, especially baby Katherine. Lastly, I love fluff, and I love writing it. I want to think that I’m pretty good at writing the softer scenes. 

11. Spicy Tangential Opinion: Hm. Y’know, write what you want. If you want to write a dirty, smutty fic about two characters that would never do it otherwise, WRITE IT. Someone will definitely see it, and that someone will thank you for writing what they either couldn’t, or were nervous about. You want to write it? Write it! Tag appropriately, of course, but gdi, write it. I will support you!

[toomanystoriessolittletime]

It’s been a while but here we are. It’s Fic Rec Friday. And there is so much this week (well the last 3 weeks but okay)

Catching Feelings (Series) by @ladyreapermc​

Summary: AU in which Keanu is down on his luck after he comes to Hollywood trying to be an actor. To earn some money, he joins this app for escorts and meets Steph, a rising star who hires him to try to forget her ex. Neither of them are expecting to fall in love and all the problems it brings.

I might be biased because I have been reading this for far longer than you lot and the OC kinda has my first name but... Sub Keanu? Being a precious cinnamonroll (well sinnamon roll really)? Count me in

Memories to be made by @themanthemyth-thelegend​

Summary: Emelia sees a handsome man on a street outside a cafe where her best friend works and she decides to run after him.

I love me a good amnesia fic. I can’t wait to find out what exactly happend that caused the amnesia and how he is going to deal with it.

Lullaby (series) by @fortheloveoffanfic​

Summary: Y/n has grown up around luxury all her life, at just twenty-three; she wants for nothing and has everything…..except a sense of belonging in the world she’s been brought up in. When she meets movie star Keanu Reeves at one of her parents’ parties, they can’t help feel a strong attraction for each other despite the thirty plus years between them. While Keanu initially tries to resist her, they eventually submit and a sex-based relationship ensues. But, when there’s another contender for Y/n’s heart, they must decide whether they can ever be more, before family politics makes the decision for them.

I normaly am not a fan of big age gaps, but this fic might just remedy that. At least in writing. I can’t wait where this is going (I mean i do have hopes to where exactly this is going but who knows lol)

Shower by @ficsnroses​

Summary: After Y/N returns from lunch with friends, and Keanu returns from training, they decide to have a *steamy* shower session together.

When you see me starring into nothing anywhere in public it’s basically because i am thinking about this fic.

Leather on Silk by @fickensteinn​

Summary: Wolf!John comes home after meeting with his wolf pals, Y/N is waiting for him in her favourite silk babydoll and the way John is wearing his black leather biker suit is really getting to her…

Okay maybe I’m also thinking about this fic when you catch me starring into nothing. Wolf!John is probably the hottest thing there is... gdi

Just a trim by @ladyreapermc​

Summary: Keanu’s beard is a little out of control so you take matters into your own hands.

I love when conversations end in fics. This happens quiete often when the two of us are involved LOL We all love Keanu like the awesome man he is, but.... just a little trim? Please?

The alternative ending to My Collection by @fanficsrusz​

Summary: What happens when y/n moves to a new town for college but her new neighbour takes a sinister liking to her?

This series was written a while back and I just LOVE the alternative new ending. This fic was something completely different because it’s a bit psycho (okay a bit might be an understatement) and I love new original ideas. If this gets a sequel I’ll be cheering forever.

also a quick shout out to Dad’s best friend by @fanficsrusz​, Darkland by @fickensteinn​ and Bodyguard by @keanuvibe​ who are still writing their series I already recommended. You should all check them out if you haven’t already

Intervistare (series) by @themanthemyth-thelegend

Summary (for chapter 4) After Santino cancels a dinner with you he makes it up a day later when he invites you to his place and cooks you a nice meal.

There should be more Santino fics out there. He’s the most charming there is. At least he is in this fic. Dangerous and dreamy. Dear god...

So that’s it. If you have any fics that weren’t included, send me a link and I’ll check it out. Also feel free to do you own fic recs. Writing is hard and we need to acknowledge it so much more than we already do.

[depressedkakashihatake]

okay just one more tiktoker au thinf- kakashis followers are split between simps and dog people. like, there are the people who say pakkun and his seven other pups and immediately followed and then the horny people. then there are some who are both. kakashi kinda turns into someone like corpse husband- no one has seen his face bit everyine thinks he really hot (which they both are) and he gets famous. we can mix it with the mist and thats how gai always finds kakashi

Ok i love this all, but the mist addition is hilarious because you know Kakashi is doing it mostly to bug the shit out of Gai, but also to let Gai sort of know where he is so they can meet up.

like Kakashi will put up a video that is pure thirst trap, showing off how beautiful he is, and poor Gai’s stabding there looking down at his phone with a nose bleed having to convince his students that they need to ho to the land of wind to find this bastard

and even before they’re dating Gai hates all the comments. He knows Kakashi is with him and one other person (Kakashi talks about Zanuxa but never says his name) and he’s not about to limit Kakashi’s options but gdi that is a lot of people trying to get with his Mist boy.

he does bot appreciate that amount of conpetition.

and Gai trying to get into the thirst trap gamezxD it’s not that he’s nkt beautiufl (he is) but damn this man is awkward and goofy so it doesn’t work as well

but he has Kakashi following him

and ...Kisame????

and Zabuza just watches his video’s over Kakashi’s shoulders and silently judges Kakashi for his taste in men