#JJ Ghost hunter

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i think JJ And pieface would look cute together i hope others agree

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AFTER OBX— JJ MAYBANK FANFICTION

fanfiction | jj maybank | alternative ending | obx | 4674 words

warning: mention of sex, drugs, alcohol and violence

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CHAPTER 2 — "Let's change that, let's go fishing."

Somewhere on the ocean

The men themselves were as weathered as the table they sat around, each with eyes that held stories darker than the night outside. Their voices were low, rough with age, experience, and the heaviness of lives led outside the law. They leaned close, speaking in quiet, gravelly tones about the blue crown and a group of teenagers who had once managed to outwit men like them.

"Hard to believe," muttered a grizzled man with a deep scar slashing across his cheek. He was the oldest among them, a career soldier turned mercenary who bore the scars of battles in places that didn't make the news. "Kids from the Outer Banks, finding a treasure hunters been after for decades. They're smart—I'll give 'em that."

"Smart?" scoffed the man sitting across from him, fingers tracing the rim of a half-empty glass. His hair was cropped short, a faded tattoo trailing up his neck, and his face had the hollow look of a man who hadn't slept peacefully in years. "More like lucky. Besides, that was two years ago. Last sighting was in Morocco. They're just ghosts now."

The fourth man leaned forward, his dark eyes gleaming with a predatory intent. He was younger than the others, with the wiry build of someone who'd spent his life in pursuit. "Ghosts, maybe, but they left a trail. And I've found them."

At his words, a dangerous silence fell over the group. The man at the head of the table leaned back, an amused gleam lighting up his otherwise cold eyes. Simon was the kind of man who had built his fortune on ruthlessness, calculating every move to ensure his survival—and his dominance. He was a legend in certain circles, not only in the United States but worldwide, known for the treasures he'd hunted and the people he'd left ruined in his path. The underworld whispered his name with both respect and fear.

"So," Simon said at last, his voice like ice, soft but sharp, "what's the plan?"

"We find him—and kill him," Simon's own voice answered, his words soft yet brutal. He smirked, a cruel edge pulling at his lips. "I don't care about the others. I want the blond one."

One of the men raised an eyebrow. "Why him, Simon? Why not just deal with them all at once?"

"Because," Simon said, his tone laced with venom, "he stole from me. Not once, but twice. And that makes him my problem. His friends? They're just distractions. But him? He's the brain behind all this. JJ Maybank."

The room stilled as Simon reached down, pulling a worn leather satchel onto his lap. From within it, he retrieved a small metal box, which he opened with a flick of his thumb. As he tilted the box over the table, a cascade of photographs spilled out, the glossy surfaces catching the dim light. Each photograph showed the same blond figure—JJ Maybank—captured at different times, in different places, living a life of cautious normalcy, unaware of the eyes that followed him.

"Here," Simon said, spreading the photographs out with deliberate precision. The other men leaned in, studying the images. JJ was caught in routine moments: driving a faded car down a narrow cobbled street, leaving a modest house, slipping in and out of stores along a sunlit street in Porto. Always moving, always cautious, yet somehow, always found.

"He faked his death, then ran to Porto, thinking he could vanish. Clever move," Simon murmured, a grudging respect in his voice. "But not clever enough."

The scarred man smirked, tapping one of the photos with a hardened finger. "So, how do we take him?"

Simon's gaze hardened, his voice dropping to a whisper that carried a deadly finality. "With precision. We need a plan that accounts for every move. One mistake, and he's gone. This man is not easy to catch."

A man who had been silent until now leaned forward, his voice low and measured. "We don't have to wait for him to make a move. Someone's already in Porto, watching him. They've been there for days, tracking his every step, waiting for word."

The others froze, glancing at him. Simon's eyes narrowed, the predatory gleam sharpening as he absorbed this information. "Who?" he asked, his voice laced with quiet urgency.

"A contact," the man explained. "One of ours. A local who knows the city well. They've been keeping an eye on JJ, blending into the crowds, following him without being seen. Every move, every pattern—he's not alone in this anymore. We'll know where he goes next, before he does."

Simon's lips curled into a dark smile, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. "Perfect. We move when he least expects it. And when we make our move, we don't leave anything to chance. Make no mistake—when I catch him, it's over. We can't afford another failure."

The others nodded in agreement, tension building in the small cabin as the details of their plan began to take shape. Outside, the distant rumble of thunder hinted at an approaching storm, as if the sea itself was preparing for what was to come. The unseen watcher in Porto, meanwhile, already held the first thread in this dangerous game. Soon, the pieces would start to fall into place, and JJ Maybank would learn just how thin the line between hunter and hunted could be.

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JJ woke up before dawn, the chill in the air sharp as a knife against his skin, seeping through the cracked window he'd been meaning to fix for weeks. The cold November sea breeze swept into his small room, carrying with it the salty scent of the ocean mingled with the sharp bite of winter. He shivered, his nose and cheeks already flushed red from the cold before he'd even left his bed.

For a few long moments, he lay there under the thin blanket, blinking at the dim light creeping through the blinds. He pulled himself up slowly, stiff from the cold and from the memories that had made sleep so elusive. Stifling a yawn, he moved across the cramped room, bare feet against the icy wooden floor, and opened the fridge. Empty, as usual. Only a half-empty bottle of orange juice sat on the shelf, a reminder he hadn't gone shopping in days. He sighed, took a swig straight from the bottle, and set it back in place before padding to the bathroom.

Peeling off his clothes, he stepped into the shower and turned the water as hot as it would go. The warmth hit him like a wave, instantly melting the tension from his muscles and fogging up the small, cracked mirror over the sink. JJ closed his eyes, letting the water pound against his shoulders and draw him deep into his thoughts—the life he'd left behind, the friends he missed, and the constant weight of looking over his shoulder. Here, in Porto, he was supposed to be invisible, safe. But some days, he could still feel a faint, lingering unease prickling at his skin.

After a long few minutes, he turned off the water, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around his waist. As he stepped out of the shower, he wiped the steam from the mirror, catching sight of his own reflection. He looked tired, the shadows under his eyes dark from endless nights spent worrying, planning, and occasionally, regretting. With a sigh, he reached for his toothbrush, brushed his teeth, and tried to shake the weight of the past from his mind.

Once he was dressed—worn jeans, a sweater a little frayed at the cuffs, and an old jacket—JJ grabbed his keys and made his way out to the small store he'd been working at. It was a modest marina shop.It wasn't much, but it gave him a purpose and kept him connected to the sea he loved.

The routine was the same every day, a kind of comforting monotony that helped him disappear in plain sight. He unlocked the door, flipped the lights on, and inhaled the familiar scent of wood, sea salt, and oil. Before opening, he swept the small floor, dusted off the shelves, and stocked a few supplies he'd unloaded from a shipment the day before. Next, he opened the counter register and checked the mail, sorting through bills and junk. As he moved, he mentally ran through his to-do list for the day: inventory, checking appointments, ordering replacement parts for a few local fishermen's boats.

As he flipped through the appointment book, JJ found himself lost in thought again, wondering how long he could keep this quiet life up, how long he could remain unnoticed. The familiar weight of his routine settled over him, keeping him grounded—but he knew, deep down, that he couldn't hide forever.

While JJ was going through his usual tasks that afternoon, the gentle chime of the bell rang out, cutting through his concentration. He lifted his head, expecting a regular customer, but froze when he saw the figure in the doorway. A tall man with broad shoulders and an air that radiated authority and unease had entered the shop, his movements slow and deliberate. The man didn't bother with a greeting, didn't even nod in acknowledgment. He just locked eyes with JJ for a tense moment, his gaze lingering like he was sizing him up.

JJ's pulse quickened, the atmosphere shifting, the once-familiar shop feeling suddenly claustrophobic. The man's presence unsettled him, his worn clothes and hardened demeanor giving him the appearance of someone familiar with dark places, someone who wasn't here for boat supplies. Still, the stranger strolled over to the shelves, his eyes gliding over the merchandise with an odd intensity, as if pretending to browse bait and tackle. JJ couldn't shake the feeling that this man was watching him more closely than he was watching the shelves.

Just as his instincts were about to tell him to say something, the bell rang again. JJ turned, exhaling with relief as Alex walked in, her bright smile bringing a much-needed change to the room's heavy atmosphere.

"Hey, you," she said warmly, her eyes lighting up. JJ felt his shoulders ease a little. She held out a few bills. "I came by to give you the money for the boat."

With Alex here, it was easier to ignore the tall stranger lingering in the back of the shop. JJ turned his attention to the counter and started counting the cash she handed him. "You gave me too much," he noted, separating out the right amount and holding the rest back to her.

"Keep it," Alex insisted, her voice soft yet firm. "You've helped me a lot. I want you to have it."

JJ frowned and shook his head. "You serious? I don't want it." He extended the money back to her, but Alex only raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eye.

"It's either you take it, or I burn it," she replied, crossing her arms with a determined smile.

JJ let out a reluctant chuckle, feeling the warmth in her insistence. "Thank you," he said, a little embarrassed as he took the cash and tucked it away. He glanced toward the back of the store, his mind drifting to the stranger—but the man had vanished, slipping out unnoticed at some point during their exchange.

JJ couldn't shake the odd feeling lingering from that brief encounter, but Alex's presence helped him refocus. She continued talking, her words easing him back into normalcy.

"So," she said after a pause, a hint of nerves in her smile, "there's this beach party tonight in Vila Nova de Gaia. Thought you might want to come? Not a date," she added quickly, flustered, making JJ laugh a little at her honesty.

"Sure, I'm in," he said, smiling. "Want me to pick you up?"

Her eyes lit up. "Yeah, that'd be great." She fished her phone out of her bag and handed it to him. "Here, put your number in."

JJ took her phone, amused. "If you wanted my number, you could've just asked," he teased, noticing a slight blush creep up her cheeks. He entered his number, sent a quick text to himself, and handed the phone back to her.

"Okay, I close up at seven. I'll come by at eight?"

"Sounds good," she said, grinning. "See you then."

After she left, JJ tried to shake off the lingering tension from the strange man's visit, but his instincts wouldn't let it go. Something about that encounter felt wrong, his gut telling him the man hadn't just been browsing for fishing supplies. But for now, he tried to ignore it, focusing on the work left to do.

**Porto, 7 p.m.**

As the day wound down, JJ went through his evening routine, tidying up the store, putting items back in place, and counting the cash register before locking up. He headed to his apartment to freshen up, swapping his work clothes for a pair of jeans, a plain black jacket, and a faded red cap he pulled low over his eyes. Checking his reflection one last time, he shrugged, grabbed his car keys, and headed out.

On the drive to Alex's place, he felt his nerves ease a little. When he pulled up, he barely had a chance to text her before she stepped outside, flashing a warm smile. He smiled back, not even realizing how naturally it came.

"Hey, you," she said, getting into the car and buckling up. She glanced at him with a smirk. "Kinda dressed up tonight, huh?"

He chuckled. "Just trying to match your vibe."

Alex was dressed in a fitted gray sweater under a worn leather jacket that matched her brown boots. Her perfume filled the car, a subtle scent that somehow made him feel calmer.

"Vila Nova de Gaia, right?" JJ asked, tapping the location into his GPS.

She nodded. "Yeah, it's at Praia da Baía."

He entered the address, turned up the radio, and they set off. The drive was mostly quiet, with both of them humming along to songs, sharing the occasional glance or laugh. The silence between them felt comfortable, the kind of silence that didn't need filling.

After twenty minutes, they arrived. Alex hopped out first, and JJ followed, locking the car behind him as he glanced around at the beach, now lit up with a string of lights and a distant thrum of music.

"Ready for some Super Bock?" she asked, flashing a grin.

"Oh yeah baby, always," he replied, pulling a joint from behind his ear and lighting it with a smirk. They shared a laugh and started walking toward the lively beach, blending into the crowd as the waves lapped against the shore.

Despite the lightness of the night, JJ's mind flickered back to the stranger in the shop earlier. He tried to push it aside, to enjoy the present. But years of looking over his shoulder had taught him that even in moments like this, vigilance was his best protection.

As they walked, he caught Alex glancing at him, her eyes warm and trusting. He liked her company, more than he wanted to admit, but he couldn't shake the feeling that trusting anyone too much could be dangerous. The chill of the evening air reminded him to stay cautious, but for now, he focused on the warmth of the moment, following Alex's laugh toward the lights of the beach party.

As they stepped onto the beach, the ocean breeze greeted them with a cool, salty tang, tugging at their clothes and threading through their hair. They headed straight to the makeshift bar nestled between tiki torches and strings of lights that cast a warm, flickering glow over the sand. JJ felt a sense of anticipation buzzing in his veins. It had been too long since he'd felt anything close to excitement like this—too long since he'd let himself just be.

"Alright, let's start slow," Alex said with a playful grin, leaning over the bar to order two Super Bock beers. The bartender cracked open two bottles, sliding them her way, and she passed one to JJ, who was taking a leisurely drag from his joint.

They walked down closer to the water, their feet sinking into the cool sand as they moved away from the music and noise, finding a large, flat rock by the shore. Sitting down, they had a perfect view of the waves crashing in rhythm against the rocks, illuminated in part by the moonlight. JJ exhaled a soft sigh, a genuine smile spreading across his face. The sound of the waves felt calming, like a lullaby he hadn't known he needed.

He took a sip of his beer, feeling the chill of it spread through him. "Man, this... this is so peaceful," he murmured, his voice almost lost in the sound of the surf.

"I know," she replied, her voice soft, her gaze fixed on the ocean. "I come here to clear my head sometimes. Just listen to the waves... it feels like they're washing everything away." She took the joint from him, took a slow, steady drag, and passed it back.

JJ took a slow sip of his beer, letting the cool bitterness settle on his tongue as he stared out at the ocean. It had been a long time since he'd felt this calm. Even when he was with his friends—his compass through all the chaos—they had always been running, always looking over their shoulders, always scared for their lives. There was no time to breathe, let alone reflect. But now, here on this quiet stretch of coastline, there were no enemies, no rush, no fear. Just the steady rhythm of the waves, the faint rustle of the breeze, and the warmth of Alex sitting beside him. They weren't talking, and they didn't need to. The joint passed between them, smoke curling up into the night sky, their silence speaking louder than words.

The moment stretched until Alex finally broke it, her voice soft and curious. "So, it's been what, two years since you came from Australia, you said last time?" She turned her head toward him, her features illuminated by the silvery light of the moon.

JJ nodded, taking another sip of his beer. "Yeah," he said, his voice low, almost contemplative.

"So why did you choose Porto of all places?" she asked, her tone casual but genuinely curious.

He shrugged, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "I don't know. I heard it was calm, and cheap. I needed that at the time." He paused, glancing at her before looking back at the ocean. "But it's more than that. I can still do what I love—stay close to the ocean, go fishing, fix boats, sell bait. That's my kind of happiness." He chuckled lightly, meeting her gaze with a glimmer of amusement. "It's like having my old life in a new one, except..." He hesitated, his smile fading slightly. "I'm all alone."

Alex raised an eyebrow, her expression inquisitive. "But what's the point of starting a new life if you're still living like the old one you had?"

JJ smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "You wouldn't understand, even if I told you," he said, his voice heavy with unspoken truths. He quickly shifted the focus back to her. "What about you? What do you like to do?"

Alex sighed, leaning back slightly on the rock. "Honestly? I don't know," she admitted. "I'm mostly alone because... I don't know, I just always feel like a freak around people. I like calm, but.. Sometimes I wouldn't mind a little chaos. Routine gets boring after a while » She laughed, but it was a short, self-deprecating sound.

JJ nodded, his expression softening

"I like being alone, but I also kind of crave people's attention," she admitted. "Does that make any sense?"

"It does," JJ said, his tone more serious than he intended. He held her gaze for a moment before smirking. "Seems like we're both freaks."

"Yep, we are," she said with a playful grin, raising her beer toward him. "Cheers to that."

They clinked bottles, and the sound was small but resonated in the quiet night.

"And you?" Alex asked, tilting her head. "Do you have any friends here? Or are they all back in Australia?"

JJ cleared his throat, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. "I told you, I don't have friends. I'm on my own." He shrugged, but there was an almost imperceptible tightness in his voice. "I enjoy my own company."

Alex studied him for a moment, then smiled faintly. "What about your family?"

JJ let out a small laugh, though it lacked humor. "We like each other best from afar. We always fight when we're too close."

Alex chuckled, shaking her head. "You're pretty mysterious, J'."

He chuckled back, the sound a little lighter this time. "Should I grab two more beers?"

She smirked. "Maybe a rum for me."

JJ raised an eyebrow, surprised but amused. "You don't look like someone who drinks rum."

Alex grinned mischievously. "I'm just trying to match your vibe."

He laughed, shaking his head as he stood. "Alright, one rum coming up."

At the bar, JJ ordered the drinks, his gaze wandering. His eyes caught on a man sitting by a fire pit, surrounded by laughter and chatter. Something about him seemed familiar. JJ frowned, realizing it was the same man who had been in his shop earlier. But now, the man was laughing, relaxed—a stark contrast to the wary demeanor JJ had clocked before.

JJ exhaled, the tension easing from his shoulders. Maybe he was just being paranoid. After everything he'd been through, it was hard not to be. But maybe, just maybe, it was time to let his guard down. To start truly living this peaceful life he'd come all this way to find.

The barman slid two glasses of rum across the counter, and JJ carried them back to where Alex was waiting, her silhouette outlined against the moonlit waves.

"Here you go," he said, handing her a glass.

"Thanks," Alex said softly, her voice almost drowned by the sound of the waves. She raised her glass toward him, and they toasted again, the quiet moment stretching comfortably between them.

They sipped in silence, letting the rhythm of the ocean fill the space. Together, but still alone with their thoughts.

JJ glanced at her as she looked out over the water, her face lit softly by the moon. For a moment, he felt everything around him fade—the sounds of the party, the distant laughter and music—and all he saw was her. Alex, with her eyes bright and her hair catching in the breeze, looking as though she belonged right there, woven into the fabric of the night. She seemed both serene and strong, like she carried her own secret burdens but had found a way to bear them with grace.

Their eyes met, and he felt his heart jolt, a warmth stirring in his chest. It was an unfamiliar feeling, a mix of serenity and a kind of fear he hadn't felt in a long time. Being with her felt like standing at the edge of something vast and uncharted. Part of him wanted to pull back, to protect himself, to keep his walls up. He hadn't let anyone close in years—not since everything fell apart, not since he'd learned that trust could be a dangerous game.

But with her... there was something different. Something that whispered to him, urging him to let his guard down, if only a little. She held a kindness in her eyes that softened the edges of his fear, made him want to lean into the moment. But even as he fought that instinct, he found himself inching closer, his heart racing against his better judgment.

"Thank you for inviting me tonight," he said softly, realizing the words were genuine.

Alex's gaze softened. "I'm glad you came." She offered a small, knowing smile. "I know it's... it's not easy to let people in. To let your guard down."

He felt a pang of surprise at her words. She seemed to understand him, maybe more than he understood himself. JJ felt a strange mix of comfort and unease, and yet he couldn't look away.

A gust of wind swept through, carrying the salty scent of the ocean between them. As the waves crashed in the background, she slowly reached out, taking his hand in hers. It was an instinct, a moment of connection that felt as natural as breathing. Her fingers intertwined with his, warm and reassuring, and for the first time in what felt like ages, JJ felt the weight of his past lighten, just a little.

In that quiet, moonlit space, with the waves as their witness, JJ felt himself daring to hope. He didn't know if he was ready, didn't know if he could trust again fully. But in that moment, he let himself feel—just a little bit more than he had before.

"I know your dad is a fisherman," JJ said, his voice low and thoughtful as he swirled the rum in his glass. He paused for a moment, watching the way the moonlight danced across the waves, then turned to Alex with a curious glint in his eyes. "Have you ever been fishing?"

Alex's face lit up, her expression shifting from casual to genuinely amused. She let out a laugh, warm and bright, a sound that seemed to blend effortlessly with the crash of the waves. "No, never," she admitted, shaking her head as her smile widened. "Can you believe that? A fisherman's daughter who's never held a fishing rod." Her tone was playful, but there was a hint of self-deprecation in her words.

JJ's lips curved into a soft, genuine smile, and for a moment, he simply looked at her, as if taking in the surprising contradiction. "Let's change that," he said, his voice carrying a quiet determination. "Let's go fishing tomorrow."

Alex blinked, caught off guard by his sudden proposition, but then her surprise melted into excitement. "Really?" she asked, her eyes lighting up like a child being offered a long-awaited treat.

"Yeah," he said, his gaze steady and warm. "I'll show you how to cast a line, maybe even reel in a big one. We'll take the boat out early, just us and the water. It's peaceful, you'll see."

Her smile softened, a flicker of something more vulnerable passing across her face before she nodded. "I'd love to," she said, her voice quieter now, almost as if she were afraid the moment might slip away if she spoke too loudly.

JJ grinned, a boyish charm breaking through his usual guarded demeanor. "Alright then, it's a plan," he said, raising his glass slightly. "But I warn you, it's not all serene sunsets and gentle waves. Fishing takes patience."

Alex laughed again, the sound carrying into the night. "I think I can handle it," she teased, nudging him lightly with her shoulder.

"Good," JJ replied, leaning back against the rock and gazing out at the ocean. For the first time in a long while, he felt something stir within him—a quiet anticipation, not just for tomorrow, but for the idea of sharing something he loved with someone who might come to love it too.

[indigenous-character-tournament]

Indigenous Character Tournament

Round 1

The bracket was randomly generated with minor tweaking to balance it out since there are so many characters. Ties are allowed only when there is an exact 50/50 and in that case, the characters will move on as a team. Propaganda is allowed and encouraged! The polls of each bracket will last one week! Below are the match-ups in case it is hard to read the bracket! :)

Voting will start Monday, May 8th at 6:00 P.M. EST! The polls will be released in waves.

Bracket A

Eliza Maza (Gargoyles) vs Willie Jack (Reservation Dogs)

Sokka (Avatar: The Last Airbender) vs Kamakiri (One Piece)

Joseph (Blood Quantum) vs Fuzzy Mac (Grace Beside Me)

John Redcorn (King of the Hill) vs Clinton Skye (FBI: Most Wanted)

Travis Manawa (Fear the Walking Dead) vs Jessica Keynes (Miraculous Ladybug)

Artemy Burakh (Pathologic) vs Nakamura Kotan (Yuusha Dan)

Delsin Rowe (Infamous: Second Son) vs Moana (Moana)

Pike Dexter (Big Eden) vs Naru (Predator)

Victor Joseph (Smoke Signals) vs Volo (Pokemon Legends: Arceus)

Prince Ashitaka (Princess Mononoke) vs Kurapika Kurta (Hunter x Hunter)

Naranpa (Black Sun) vs Kirikou (Kirikou and the Sorceress)

Fredzilla (Big Hero 6) vs Margaret Kohere (Apex Legends)

Wyper (One Piece) vs Jenna Begay (Echo Project)

Kronk (The Emperor's New Groove) vs Rock (Nanbaka)

Ka'kwet (Anne with an E) vs Akita (Ninjago)

Tanis (Letterkenny) vs Caitlin (Mohawk Girls)

Bracket B

Asirpa (Golden Kamuy) vs Asterix (Asterix the Gaul)

Little Strongheart (My Little Pony) vs Atticus O'Sullivan (The Iron Druid)

Makoa Gibraltar (Apex Legends) vs Joss (Blood Quantum)

Kenai (Brother Bear) vs Ratonhnhaké:ton (Assassin’s Creed III)

Miyax/Julie (Julie of the Wolves) vs Massai (Fortnite)

Anna (Mohawk Girls) vs Princess Maya (Maya and the Three)

Izel (Onyx Equinox) vs Mercy Thompson (Mercy Thompson)

Charles Smith (Red Dead Redemption 2) vs Dr. Joshua "Strongbear" Sweet (Atlantis: The Lost Empire)

Lady Silence/Silna (The Terror) vs Dedue (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Koen West (Cleverman) vs Hau (Pokémon Sun and Moon)

Elora Danan Postoak (Reservation Dogs) vs Iduna (Frozen)

Zia (Mysterious Cities of Gold) vs Knuckles Thrash/Harley (Sleepless Domain)

Carlos Oliveira (Resident Evil series) vs Nainoa Flores (Sharks in the Time of Saviors)

Katara (Avatar: The Last Airbender) vs Little Creek (Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron)

Asta Twelvetrees (Resident Alien) vs Hototo (Appare-Ranman!)

Bracket C

Nate Kinski (Neighbours) vs Usui Horokeu/Horohoro (Shaman King)

Reki Kyan (SK8 the Infinity) vs Waruu West (Cleverman)

Mugen (Samurai Champloo) vs Sitka (Brother Bear)

Samantha Black Crow (American Gods) vs Sasappis (Ghosts CBS)

Nina Aroyo (A Snake Falls to Earth) vs Malakai Mitchell (Heartbreak High)

Echo Reverie (Friends at the Table) vs Nuna (Kisima Inŋitchuŋa)

Margu (Klaus) vs Raúl Cocolotl (Wendell & Wild)

Huā Chéng (Heaven Official's Blessing) vs Leilani (Indivisible)

Elatsoe Bride (Elatsoe) vs Tao (Mysterious Cities of Gold)

Scar (Fullmetal Alchemist) vs Jesse Cosay (Infinity Train)

Kalgara (One Piece) vs Molly Mabray (Molly of Denali)

Miko Kalani (Barbie) vs Tom Evans (Captain Canuck)

Nani Pelekai (Lilo & Stitch) vs Gideon Nav (The Locked Tomb)

Thomas Builds-the-Fire (Smoke Signals) vs Fiza (Daevabad Trilogy)

Tikal the Echidna (Sonic the Hedgehog) vs Greiger (Yu-Gi-Oh!)

Maya Lopez/Echo (Marvel comics) vs Bear Smallhill (Reservation Dogs)

Bracket D

Chakotay (Star Trek: Voyager) vs Piper McLean (Heroes of Olympus)

Emperor Kuzco (The Emperor's New Groove) vs Denahi (Brother Bear)

Ricky Baker (Hunt for the Wilderpeople) vs Kristoff (Frozen)

Serapio (Black Sun) vs Boy (Boy - 2010 film)

Inkarmat (Golden Kamuy) vs Geronimo Jr. (Cyborg 009)

Tanigaki Genjirō (Golden Kamuy) vs Betty (Infamous: Second Son)

Pacha (The Emperor's New Groove) vs JJ Jacobs (DImension 20)

Kaya'aton'my (American Girl) vs Danielle Moonstar/Mirage (Marvel comics)

Knuckles the Echidna (Sonic the Hedgehog) vs Sacagawea (Night at the Museum)

Débora (Cidade Invisível) vs Matthew Carver (Kagagi)

Papa-Capim (Turma da Mônica) vs Professor Kukui (Pokémon Sun and Moon)

Tainá (Tainá uma aventura na Amazônia) vs Nuna (Indivisible)

Ken Hotate (Parks and Recreation) vs Nizhoni (Race to the Sun)

Revali (The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild) vs Daunis Fontaine (Firekeeper's Daughter)

Korra (The Legend of Korra) vs Ch'ah Toh Almehen/Namor the Submariner (Black Panther: Wakanda Forever)

Tye Longshadow (Young Justice) vs Lilo Pelekai (Lilo & Stitch)

[fandom]

Ships

Week Ending February 27th, 2023

Steddie Steve Harrington & Eddie Munson, Stranger Things

Jiara JJ Maybank & Kiara Carrera, Outer Banks

Byler -1 Will Byers & Mike Wheeler, Stranger Things

Bumbleby Yang Xiao Long & Blake Belladonna, RWBY

Vashwood +6 Vash the Stampede & Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Trigun Stampede

Cockles Misha Collins & Jensen Ackles, Actors

Kazurei Rei Suwa & Kazuki Kurusu, Buddy Daddies

Wenclair -3 Wednesday Addams & Enid Sinclair, Wednesday

Destiel -6 Dean Winchester & Castiel, Supernatural

Hanamusa Jessie & Delia Ketchum, the Pokémon franchise

Ghostsoap -1 Simon “Ghost” Riley & John “Soap” MacTavish, the Call of Duty franchise

Wolfstar +4 Remus Lupin & Sirius Black, the Harry Potter universe

Chenford Lucy Chen & Tim Bradford, The Rookie

Hannigram -5 Hannibal Lecter & Will Graham, Hannibal

Huntlow -9 Hunter & Willow Park, The Owl House

Jegulus +1 James Potter & Regulus Black, the Harry Potter universe

Kavetham -5 Kaveh & Alhaitham, Genshin Impact

Geminifourth Gemini Norawit & Fourth Nattawat, My School President

Wangxian Lan Wangji & Wei Wuxian, Mo Dao Zu Shi

Merthur -2 Merlin & Arthur Pendragon, Merlin

The number in italics indicates how many spots a ship moved up or down from the previous week. Bolded ships weren’t on the list last week.

[zephyrwrites2]

BYF

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Zéphyr / Zeph | Used to be @zephyrwrites | +21 | 🇨🇵 | They / It / Iel / Ol | Queer | Feminist | Pro-choice | Anti-censorship | Anti-harassment of all kinds

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I'm not comfortable with minor interacting with the posts/reblogs with a "suggestive" tag. Beside that I don't have a DNI and I don't care about yours.

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Posts tagged "untagged" are things I don't have the energy/will to tag so be careful with the possible triggers.

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Block the tags Suggestive / Sex Mention if you do not want to see / read nsfw stuffs

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Origins of the "I retconned my gender" joke

(The link is for a french youtube video about 2 guys watching and theorising about Petscop).

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AO3: Zephyr_Cloe_Ambroise

ko-fi.com/zephyrcloeambroise

I have Twitter, Insta and Aethy but I nearly never use them

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I can help with any question about French and French culture for your stories + I can translate them

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Thanks @dankgemestho for my new pfp 😊

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(Nearly) All my fandoms in alphabetical order (the crossed out ones are not my current obsession but you can ask about them):

Boku no Hero Academia (BakuDeku is still my ultimate otp)

Cyrano de Bergerac (Cyrano/Christian/Roxanne OTP <3)

DC Comics (especially everything that has to do with Damian <3)

Detroit: Become Human (especially Connor and the Jericrew)

D.Gray-Man (favourite manga forever and Allen is best boi <3)

Harry Potter (very occasionally and mostly about Harry or Regulus)

Hetalia (Japan, Germany and N. Italy or FACE Family centric mostly)

Le Comte de Monte Cristo (2024) (obsessed with the Count, André and Haydée's relationship)

Marvel (Team Iron Man, Matt Murdock and Loki centric + Poolverine and very anti Steve, Clint and Wanda)

Percy Jackson (especially about my boy Percy)

Petscop (Paul has retconned his gender like me :D)

Rusty Lake/Cube Escape (about everything <3)

Sherlock BBC (Sherlock centric and not that much of a johnlock shipper anymore because of the last season)

Star Wars (mostly reading about Luke, Leia and Han + Anakin, Obi Wan and Ahsoka + Rey, Finn and Poe)

The Sandman (mostly the TV Show, I haven't finished the comics even if I spoiled myself months ago)

White Collar (I'm in love with Neal and Matt Bomer <3 also wc OT3 forever)

Ace Attorney (very occasionally and mostly about Phoenix or Miles)

Assassination Classroom (Class 3-E centric)

Avatar: The Last Airbender (especially Zuko)

Blue Exorcist (very occasionally and Rin and Yukio centric)

Creepypasta (nearly only fanarts)

Criminal Minds (Reid centric and not a big fan of JJ or Seaver)

Danganronpa (only Trigger Happy Havoc)

Danny Phantom (Danny centric and somewhat anti Maddie and Jack)

Deltarune (nearly only the original FUN Gang + sometimes Noëlle and Berdly)

Detective Conan / Magic Kaito (Shinichi/Conan and Kaito centric)

Free! Iwatobi Swim Club (very occasionally and Iwatobi + Rin centric)

Fullmetal Alchemist (Edward my beloved childhood crush <3)

Good Omens (everything about the Ineffable Spouses, Anathema, Warlock or Adam)

Hades and Hades 2 (mostly Zagreus my sweet boi and Melinoë the GOAT!)

Haikyuu!! (Hinata centric)

Heartstopper (very occasionally and mostly Charlie centric)

Hollow Knight (The Knight/Little Ghost centric and not against The Pale King + The White Lady bashing)

Hunter x Hunter (very occasionally and Gon/Killua/Kurapika/Leorio centric)

Ib (anything about Ib, Garry, Mary and Guertena)

Into The Spiderverse (mostly Miles centric)

Katekyou Hitman Reborn (Tsuna centric and All27 or Skull centric and nice crossovers)

Kuroko no Basket (Kuroko and Seirin centric and very much NOT Aomine)

Lucifer (very occasionally and mostly Lucifer centric)

Lupin III (mostly Lupin, Jigen and Goemon centric)

Macgyver 2016 (Mac centric with a good dose of Jack, Riley, Bozer, Mattie and Page + not a fan of MacDesi nor of James)

Merlin BBC (Merlin centric + preferably good/redeemed Morgana)

Miraculous (Marinette centric and NOT Adrien or Adrienette friendly)

Mulan 1998 (very occasionally and mostly about Mulan)

NCIS (Tony, Abby or Gibbs centric mostly)

Naruto (Mostly Naruto and Obito centric + not a big fan of Sakura, Jiraiya and Sarutobi)

One Piece (Mostly about the ASL Brothers and Law)

Pandora Hearts (very occasionally and mostly about Oz)

Perception (very occasionally and mostly about Daniel)

Prodigal Son (or as I call (and love) it “Let’s Whump Malcolm!”)

Professor Layton (either Luke or Layton centric)

Resident Evil (Ethan and Leon, my fav DILFs <3 + Jill my love <3)

RPF (French Youtube only)

Scorpion 2014  (very occasionally and mostly about Walter + not a big fan of Page and the rest of the team because of the last season)

SCP Foundation (nearly only fanarts)

Shugo Chara!  (very occasionally and mostly about Amu and Ikuto)

Star Trek (mostly the J.J. Abrams remake and Jim centric)

Supernatural (Dean centric and John bashing + a little Sam bashing)

The Big Bang Theory (very occasionally and mostly Leonard and Sheldon centric)

Teen Wolf (mostly Stiles centric and pretty much anti-Scott)

The Queen’s Gambit (very occasionally and mostly Beth centric + only the TV show)

Undertale (mostly Frisk and Chara centric + NarraChara truther)

Voltron (Lance centric and Langst fan)

Yuri!!! On Ice (Yuuri, Yuri and Viktor centric mostly)

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[jenny-from-the-bau]

I completely forgot that I'd made a list for a "monster fuckers" Jemily collection :

Vampire Emily

Catgirl Emily

Siren JJ 

Werewolf JJ/Werewolf Hunter Emily

Angel/Demon

Mothman Emily/Butterfly-lover JJ

Medusa Emily

Succubus JJ

Mermaid Emily

Hades/Persephone 

Faerie JJ

Dark Elf/Light Elf

Selkie JJ/Fisherman Emily

Wood Nymph JJ

Witches

King Arthur/Lady Of The Lake

Ghost

Reaper

Invisible person

Kelpie

AI

[starkandthewaynes]

Ghosts from the past Chapter 4

Jazz blushes as Danny's harsh language. "Jason?" Bruce asks as Jazz fiddles with her hair for a moment. "Danny is Jason's biological little brother." Jazz starts as she takes a deep breath. "Danny got adopted by my parents, the Fenton's, at age four, when Danny was 14, my parents built a portal into another dimension called the ghost zone, cause they're ghost hunters. However it, it didn't work. So Danny, being the brilliant idiot he is, walked into it. The portal turned him half ghost. A year later he decided to tell the Fentons." Jazz says as everything falls out of her mouth. "They, god, they nearly killed him all the way. Even told the GIW, the government's secret ghost ward, that under the echo acts can do whatever they need to do to Ecto-Entities. When I was on a weekend visit I figured it out and got Danny out of there, and then the god of time de-aged Danny to protect him and we moved to Gotham." Jazz says, tears falling down her cheeks. "But why is this legal?" Tim asks as jazz wipes her face. "The anti-Ecto Acts, they say ghosts aren't sentient beings, that they're just leftover human emotion mixed with ectoplasm, but that's simply not true. They have their own dimension, their own laws, and ruler, and they are sentient beings." Jazz says as the bats and birds seem to get angry on the two new friends' behalf. "Jazz, in order to take this to the justice league, I need to meet this ruler and have a sit down with them, so we can begin diplomatic proceedings," Bruce says as Jazz lets out a gargled laugh. "I just sent him away with your kid." Jazz says as Bruce nods. "I see, so, let me get this right, the government believes these ghosts aren't sentient and have thusly experimented on the ruler of another dimension." Bruce says as jazz nods "Yes, sir, that is correct." Jazz says as she hears Danny giggle. "And said ruler is a child." Bruce says as Jazz sucks in a breath. "That's where it gets complicated. While Danny may look like a four-year-old, in reality he is 16, ad sometimes he'll remember that, and other times he truly is a little child." Jazz says, as Bruce nods. "How old was he when they did their experimentations?" Bruce asks. "15, he had just turned 15." Jazz whispers, as someone hands her a tissue. "This is going to be a long process, Jasmine, but I promise, we will get you and Danny justice," Bruce says as Jazz starts full on crying now.

"Billy he's a kid!" Jon says as the four teenagers gather around the four-year-old. "I'm a King!" Danny says proudly as he yawns. "Yeah, yeah, king of the ghosts." Collin says, as they play video games. Danny was beating them at every game they played, how, no one knew, and Danny refused to tell them. "I'm bored." Danny whines after the 13 round of Mario kart. "I think it may be your bed time, Danny." Jason says in the doorway. "JJ!" The little one screams, as he runs towards his brother. "JJ, I not tiwed." Danny says as Jason picks him up. "Thank you guys for watching him for a bit." Jason says as the boys nods

"JJ, I 'on't want to go to bed!" Danny whines as Jason carries downstairs to Jazz. "Jazz!" Danny says, as Jazz smiles. "Danny, you should be asleep." Jazz says, making Danny frown. "Noooo!" He whines, wiggling until Jason lets him go. "Gotta catch me first." Danny says, going invisible as Jazz groans. "Danny, no powers!" Jazz chastises as Tim looks down at his legs. "Danny?" He asks, as his shoes get tied together and he gets pushed into Jazz. "Sorry, Tim." Jazz says, righting the boy as she tries to follow Danny. "Mister danny, I have cookies." Alfred says,as the tired little boy shows himself besides Alfred. "Cookies?" Danny asks, as Jazz sighs. "Thank god for Alfred." Jazz whispers, making Jason laugh.

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Hi everyone! Sorry for the wait! My grandfather passed right before Christmas and I got suspended from college, so I wasn’t really wanting to do anything. But I’m doing better now and so I’m trying to write some more! Sorry this one’s short

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⸻ Florence Pugh, 28, female, she/hers; ] … the photo on the missing poster is of CHARLIE  CLAYTON they are TWENTY NINE  and have been missing for 9 years.. when the sun rises, they work as HUNTER. rumors in town say they can be IMPULSIVE and LOYAL. they chose to live in RADIO STATION and have an uncanny resemblance to BETH (The Walking Dead), ALLISON ARGENT (Teen Wolf), CAROLINE FORBES (The Vampire Diaries). can they survive another night ?…⸻ dirt under fingernails, steam over a warm lake on a cold winter day, streams of sunlight cutting through dust [----- JJ, 28, AWST, she/hers, no triggers ; 

How did your muse spend their first night in Arcadia, and where?

It’s a woman in her late 20s and a young girl, her sister, that take her in on the first night. She has kind eyes and a reassuring smile. Marisol.  It makes the nonsense that comes out of her mouth easier to digest, even if none of it seems real at first. It becomes very real very fast, and Charlie spends most of the night holding her trembling hands over her ears while the sister, Zoa and only three years younger than her, holds her shaking knee with a calming hand. When the voices finally stop, Charlie falls asleep holding Zoa’s hand.

Why did your muse choose to live where they do?

At night, Charlie lies awake and fantasizes about going on a hunt, breaking through the foliage, and laying eyes on her truck. After eight years, she wonders if it would even still be there, baby blue with the rusted cab.  Surely it had been found by now, surely, they had looked for her, and surely – she hoped – they had given up. She wondered if she might as well have been dead. Dead and in hell. It’s the ghost hum of the defunct radio equipment that lulls her to sleep. It reminds her so very much of her dad, and the summer nights she had spent with him up in those lookout towers, searching the greenery for flickers of orange and milky smoke. Whenever Charlie was the first to spot the flames licking the golden California hills, he would prop her up on his lap, hand her the radio and let her call it in.

Sometimes They try to talk to her through the radio, in a voice that is all too familiar to her.  It’s rare that gets to hear her dad’s voice. But he’s been dead a long time now, and, even if she feels she’s forgetting everything about her previous life, she won’t forget that.

What was your muse doing when they came across the tree?

Every year, Charlie hiked another national park. It’d been a goal of hers to have been to as many parks as she could before she hit 30. That gave her 10 years, and she reckoned she could beat her dad when he was that age. She’d packed her camping gear for a couple weeks’ worth of rations, despite knowing she’d only be a week or so. Fail to prepare and you prepare to fail, that’s what her dad always said. This hike was no different than any other hike until Charlie lost her footing on a steeper part of the trail and tumbled down a hill. She must have hit her head because next thing she knew, she was on a dirt road with a broken bridge that wasn’t on her map. Knees bruised and hands scraped, she decided to turn around early and go back to her truck. But there was no way back. Only Arcadia.

Has your muse left anything behind that they are desperately trying to return to or escape?

Most days, Charlie doesn’t mind being stuck in this town. After eight years, she’s gotten used to all of it. The crazy cult that took her best friend from her. The disappearances of loved ones. The way the small town’s graveyard can’t handle more people forgetting the rules. Hell, she mostly keeps to herself. The last meaningful relationship she had vanished when Marisol did. She hunts. She sketches. She rereads the first aid manual from her first aid kit front to back. There’s a routine there, and it’s safe. Still, occasionally she feels the heat prickling the back of her neck, gets pulled back through time to a house engulfed in flames, the shadowy figure of her father going back in and never coming back out.

CHARACTER BIO TW: death, fire

Montecito, California. Population: 8,529. Charlie’s lived her whole life in small towns like this one. Her dad moves them a lot for work, guess it pays to be the guy that knows how to keep small towns safe from natural disasters. Her family bleeds red as far back as she can remember, firefighters probably since fires were invented. She doesn’t mind moving around so much, in those small towns the stars are bright, and the nights are so quiet, save for the occasional coyote yelp. Her mom on the other hand? Well, it drove her insane to move around so much, to raise a child alone while your husband was out in the thick of danger, or somewhere with the worst cell phone coverage.

What’s the quickest way to get a firefighter to come to your house? Charlie figures that’s why her mom set the house on fire with them inside. In the middle of the night, in a town where the stars a bright, a house fire is a beacon seen for miles in every direction. From the inside of her bedroom, the walls darken before the flames climb up the walls like unnatural vines. It’s mesmerising, but the heat and the smoke have her on her feet and down the stairs in an instant. The whole house groans and roars. As she makes her way out, she passes the kitchen door, sees her mom sitting at the table, engulfed by flames. The older woman turns towards her, flames licking up the side of her face, and their eyes meet. Charlie tries to step into the kitchen, but a wall of fire holds her back and the sound is deafening. The house creaks and the ceiling above her starts to crumble. She flees.

Outside, she tries her best to catch her breath, to choke back air into her lungs, to stop crying. Before she knows it, her dad is there, shaking her by the shoulder. Where’s mom? Charlie, did mom get out? A shake of her head and he’s on his feet.

Every year about 3,500 Americans die from residential fires. Her dad figures at least half of those are people running in to get a loved one or a personal possession. Like walking to your grave, he says. She wonders if he thought that when he went back in, and never came back out.

Orphaned by the flames, Charlie ends with her aunt in Los Angeles. She should have been a firefighter, but now fire scares her, and the city is so loud and so busy, and five years pass by in a blur. As soon as she turns 18, she packs her camping gears into a truck and leaves into the wilderness. She hikes and camps and hikes and camps. Her favourite places? Abandoned fire lookout towers, where she can see for miles and miles.

Charlie becomes good at surviving alone. Though she reckons she’s not alone. At night the sky is dotted in constellations, wolves howls, trees groan as their roots shift, the wind whips leaves into whispers. Being out in nature, that’s where she feels the most at home. She’s on another hike when her world tilts and she ends up in Arcadia, and the nights in nature are no more. She’s been here eight years, hunter by skill and necessity. Charlie’s lived her whole life in small towns like this one, except there is no small town like this one, is there?

[crazycatgirl420]

Out Of Options, Threads of Hope

DpxDC fic crossover. Vlad is an (implied) Creep. Teenage Dad Danny. Toddler Clone Child Danielle. Bad Parents Maddie and Jack(?) Adopted Fenton Danny. Biological Son of Bruce Wayne Danny. Paulina/Danny Ship. Good but Stuggling Batfam.

Part 1 | Part 2 [N/A]

When Paulina imagined her Graduation from High School, she never would've pictured this for herself. She was Eighteen, turning Nineteen this summer. She thought she'd be dating Dash or Star, that she'd be taking photos and going out to dinner with either of them or maybe the cheer team would meet up.

Of course she never would've predicted Phantom. Couldn't have imagined Fenton. And you can't predict an unexpected baby. That's what makes them unexpected.

But here she was. Kneeling on the grass of the football field, blue Graduation gown the only thing protecting her JJ House designer dress from stains, and her heels starting to sink into the dirt.

"Grad-u-lates Pauli," Ellie said, carefully, with a toothy smile and her happy bright blue eyes. Her little arms went up, hands grabbing at the air. "Uppies?"

Paulina picked Ellie up, meeting Jazz's eyes, before glancing around. Danny was making his way from the seats, his own gown hanging awkwardly on him.

It had been Jazz's gown. No wonder it didn't fit Danny properly. Jazz was tall and thin, like a runway model. Danny meanwhile, had developed all sorts of fun muscles these past few years.

"Daddy!" Ellie cheered, wiggling in Paulina's arms.

"Hello Princess," Danny said. It was habit by now, passing the little girl to Danny who held her on one hip, then being pulled into a hug on the other side. "And you too Pauli,"

She rested her head, carefully because she had it pinned up to curl and hold just so, on his shoulder. His arm around her waist. Her hand on his chest. Ellie patting a slimy hand over Paulina's as she too cuddled Danny.

"I wish I could let you give onlookers cavities," Jazz said. " but this sweet cuddle fest needs to get a move on."

Paulina sighed. Where you can find one reason the Fentons were awful people there were a dozen hidden nearby. Danny having to wear Jazz's old Graduation gown? Jazz being the only one here to support him at the ceremony? Oh, and then there was the whole...ghost hunter thing. It was racist...speciest? Speciesist? Xenophobia? was a phobia or an ism or an ist, no matter what it was it was horrible.

Paulina's parents had been here. Her own Dad had left the keys to her new apartment in her car, before he left for a meeting he bailed on to watch her walk the stage. Ma had been here too, and had left a care package in the trunk. They were busy with their careers, but they always made time to support her.

She didn't realize how lucky she was for that basic care until she started dating Danny. The contrast was stark and had clawed guilt into her throat until she broke down crying - last year was a mess okay?

Now she and Danny would be leaving Amity Park. Jazz was going to collage in Metropolis, just a short drive away from Gotham, where they were moving. Paulina would open her own shop, they'd live in the apartment above the shop, and Danny would be the stay at home father and full time Defender of the Realms, and Danielle would get attending a decent early child care and education center.

It is not the life she foresaw for herself specifically. She thought she'd go to art or design school, or get on Project Runway or Next Top Model. Instead she's jumping into a career and following her boyfriend and his daughter halfway across the country.

"Pauli, want yum yums," Ellie said around the thumb in her mouth.

Danny gave her a smile, his eyes hopeful too.

"Alright fine," Paulina sighed playfully. "I'll make some enchiladas before we leave. Do you want to join us Jazz?"

"I'd love to,"

Sam and Tucker already had plans with their families for after the ceremony, so Paulina didn't bother looking for them.

It was weird being sort of friends with Sam again. When Samantha became Sam became wannabe activist Paulina had lost touch. Then it was middle school, and Paulina's parents divorced so she went to public school. Then high school and suddenly Paulina was dating her ex-best friend's ex-boyfriend.

Tucker was...tolerable. She was sure after a few more years she might even consider him her friend. Until then though he was Danny's friend. Honestly she was just happy they took her seriously now. Being treated like a brainless buffoon just because she was on the cheer team or liked fashion was so patronizing.

Danny placed a kiss on her forehead, and Paulina absently wiped the powered foundation off his chin.

"Thank you," Danny said.

"I'm not cooking in my dress, you will wait for me to change,"

"I know."

Paulina sighed, again, a smile twisting her lipstick frozen lips.

It might not have been what she expected, but she wouldn't change it for the world.

[shetiger]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💕💗

Thank you for sending me this! This is a hard one, considering the sheer number of stories I've written, but I'll pick the five that are appealing to me most today. <3 <3

Florida, My Two Dads, Michael/Joey, explicit. This was written for a 'there was only one bed' trope request, with a bit of 'meet the family' thrown in, and I had such a blast writing it.

Thermonuclear Reaction (Fusion). Criminal Minds, Hotch/JJ/Will, explicit. This was such an exercise in iddy self-indulgence, and I think it might be my best fic. After the season 11 finale, I felt like things could go two ways - JJ could divorce Will's ass and get with Hotch, or she and Will could bring Hotch into the family. This is the poly version, complete with a secret affair, paternity issues, and Will discovering he has a slight cuckholding kink. (I'm delighted that other people actually read this one and liked it!)

Sneaking in 2-as-1, Wickes' World and Betwixt and Between, The Magnificent Seven TV series, Chris Larabee/Ezra Standish, explicit. The first two stories of what I think will be a five story series that rewrites the show with an added element of sympathetic magic. (Tarot cards with actual visions, hexed bullets, a ghost wolf pack, preachers who can actually exorcize actual demons.) I'm just so in love with this little world I've created!

Another 2-as-1, Subject, Unknown and open your eyes, the first two stories in my Criminal Minds-Anita Blake Vampire Hunter fusion series. So far this is mostly case-focused, but it's not gen, with Hotch/JJ being the eventual main pairing. (There's also Hotch/Morgan, Hotch/Garcia, JJ/Will, a little Morgan/Garcia, and other mentions along the way.) Gosh, it's just fun to add some vampires and shapeshifters to the mix and see what happens!

Finally, Cherry, by far the shortest story on this list. Stargate Atlantis, McKay/Sheppard, explicit. Set about six months after the end of the series, John's on a mission to comfort Rodney after his breakup with Keller...and, well, clearly the way to do that is by offering a blowjob, right?

[teamfortresstwo]

Freddy - Sheriff

Bonnie - Deputy

Chica - Saloon Owner

Foxy - Bounty Hunter, former outlaw

Golden Freddy - Ghost/Spirit Cowboy

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The Toys - Outlaw Gang (mangles leader)

Puppet/Marionette - Mysterious Loner who strolled into town

BB/JJ/DD - Rascals of the town

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Fun times - a seemingly innocent and fun Circus coming through.

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God I am just imagining how awful foxy’s accent must be.

[eeraygun]

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Nikki Nair - Renormalization Support Group 114. Etch - Predator Trax 115. Cocktail Party Effect - SNKRX010 116. Leo Kupper - Complete Electronic & Voices Works 1961-1987 117. Wench - Greatest Hits '88 - '16 118. Inland - BRETT001 119. torschlusspanik - intersexual healing 120. Mathis Ruffing - Further Explorations 121. Chat Pile - God's Country 122. MOBBS - CH002 - Untitled 123. Charli XCX - CRASH 124. Objekt - Objekt #5 125. Ziyiz - Pattern Factory Method 126. XHOSA - Push It (Remixes) 127. Small Car NRG - Road Legal 128. Slikback - K E K K A N 129. Marco Zenker - Channel Balance 130. NUG - Napping Under God 131. Dauwd - Psssh 003 132. bookworms - untitled 133. Warm Currency - Returns 134. Asher & Jordan - Foliage 135. Quelza - 47030 136. EVOL - The Worm 137. Kendrick Lamar - Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers 138. Kibosh - Jumping Heart 139. Strugglin' - Pitch Pine 140. MORTIMER DUBATON – ATHENS VS PREDATOR 141. Lauren Tosswill - 1- 2 142. Beatriz Ferreyra - Senderos de luz y sombras 143. Moor Mother - Jazz Codes 144. Itoa - Oh No 145. Freundliche Kreisel - Freundliche Kreisel 146. Frankie - Styx 147. Gabor Lazar - Boundary Object 148. Atte Elias Kantonen - POP 6 SUSURRUS 149. INGI - Fade EP 150. borderlandstate_the best kisser in l.a - direct message EP 151. SYZ - Burner FM 152. Temudo - Fidelio 153. Ali Berger - Nonsight Vision 154. Sister Zo - Screw Cheek EP 155. Cucina Povera & Ben Vince - There I See Everything CS 156. Drummy - Double Stop 157. Jacques Charlier - Art in Another Way 158. B.Michaael - Built2Crawl 159. Omaar - Marcha 160. Laura Cocks - Field Anatomies 161. Katatonic Silentio - Les Chemins De L'inconnu 162. Notte Infinita - Atmosfera 163. Divide - La Terra Di Egherlak 164. Gallegos - Pump Up The Sound EP 165. Overland - Paryía 166. Lea Bertucci - Murmurations (w_ Ben Vida) 167. Fergus Sweetland - Punching The Core 168. Pub - Autumn 169. Siu Mata & Amor Satyr - Speed Dembow Vol. II 170. Panda Rosa - Threatened 171. Alien D - To My Friends Nick & Tony 172. Baby Blue - End of Sleep 173. Caroline Loveglow - Strawberry 174. Can't Read - Mind's Eye 175. Rroxymore - Perpetual Now 176. More Eaze & Claire Rousay - Never Stop Texting Me 177. Liew Niyomkarn - I Think of Another Time When You Heard It 178. Harba - TDITD 179. Eliza - A Sky Without Stars 180. Brendon Moeller - Highly Concentrated 181. Ctrls - Your Data 182. Rustal - Nexus Zeal 183. Atrice - Backrooms 184. age eternal - universal feeling cs 185. Product Toss - Go Way 2 186. D. Tiffany & Roza Terenzi - Edge Of Innocence 187. Roll Dann - Amargura EP 188. The Bug - Absent Riddim 189. S T I N 𝟡 - mi7 190. Jan Bruyndonckx - Rails And Other Tracks 191. Ludwig Berger - Pseudo-Volcanic Voices

[fandom]

Ships

Week Ending March 6th, 2023

Steddie Steve Harrington & Eddie Munson, Stranger Things

Byler +1 Will Byers & Mike Wheeler, Stranger Things

Cockles +3 Misha Collins & Jensen Ackles, Actors

Buddie Evan Buckley & Edmundo Diaz, 9-1-1

Bumbleby -1 Yang Xiao Long & Blake Belladonna, RWBY

Destiel +3 Dean Winchester & Castiel, Supernatural

Wenclair +1 Wednesday Addams & Enid Sinclair, Wednesday

Ghostsoap +3 Simon “Ghost” Riley & John “Soap” MacTavish, the Call of Duty franchise

Vashwood -4 Vash the Stampede & Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Trigun Stampede

Ellie x Riley Ellie Williams & Riley Abel, The Last of Us

Huntlow +4 Hunter & Willow Park, The Owl House

Wolfstar Remus Lupin & Sirius Black, the Harry Potter universe

Bakudeku Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Boku no Hero Academia

Hannigram Hannibal Lecter & Will Graham, Hannibal

Jiara -13 JJ Maybank & Kiara Carrera, Outer Banks

Jegulus James Potter & Regulus Black, the Harry Potter universe

Soukoku Nakahara Chuuya & Dazai Osamu, Bungou Stray Dogs

Kazurei -11 Rei Suwa & Kazuki Kurusu, Buddy Daddies

Kavetham -2 Kaveh & Alhaitham, Genshin Impact

Hanamusa -10 Jessie & Delia Ketchup, the Pokémon franchise

The number in italics indicates how many spots a ship moved up or down from the previous week. Bolded ships weren’t on the list last week.

[bewitchingbooktours]

A Bewitching Wednesday

A Round-Up of Daily Virtual Book Tour Stops

Author Interview - Dreamscape by J.N. Sheats #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/48b9ajN

Cover Reveal Abandon Station by V. G. Harrison #ScienceFiction #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/3RGNMxw

Boss Level – Deck the Halls with Books Her Fake Fiancé is Her Childhood Sweetheart’s Husband #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/3TnmRI9

Book Spotlight ~ The Rogue Mage (The Sundered Web, Book Two) by Alex Thornbury #Fantasy

INTERVIEW WITH J.N. SHEATS (Dreamscape - JJ Morris Series, Book 2 #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/46XDEER

In The Garden with Alex Thornbury #InTheGarden #AuthorsGardening #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/46TttRu

Cover Reveal Abandon Station by V. G. Harrison #ScienceFiction #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/470O6LI

Nicola Solvinic's upcoming book The Hunter's Daughter made maxwell.gregory2018’s list of top great mysteries coming in 2024! Now available for pre-order: https://bit.ly/3YDcQHB @berkleypub @NSolvinic #nicolasolvinic #mysteryauthor #crimeauthor #thrillerwriter #newrelease

Creepmas Cards and Accessories in My Zazzle Store

DECK THE HALLS WITH BOOKS HOLIDAY EXTRAVAGANZA - BAH HUMBUG MATE by Delta James #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/3GYpF7n

Creepmas Wrapping Paper in My Zazzle Store https://www.abewitchingguidetohalloween.com/2023/12/creepmas-wrapping-paper-in-my-zazzle.html

DECK THE HALLS WITH BOOKS HOLIDAY EXTRAVAGANZA - BRIDGE TO MAGIC by Alex Thornbury #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/4atVbHQ

Ghosts of Christmas in My Zazzle Store

Abandon Station The Dyson Bridge Series, Book One by V. G. Harrison - Science Fiction - Some planets just aren't worth saving. #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/3NondKO

INTERVIEW WITH J.N. SHEATS (Dreamscape - JJ Morris Series, Book 2 #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/46XDEER

Spooky Writer’s Planner by Loren Rhoads and Emerian Rich - Deck the Halls with Books Holiday Extravaganza #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/3NnegBj

INTERVIEW WITH ALEX THORNBURY (The Rogue Mage: The Sundered Web Book 2) #bewitchingbooktours https://buff.ly/46UETEH

As an Amazon Influencer, I earn from qualifying purchases #Amazon #ad #CommissionsEarned

[jenny-from-the-bau]

OMG THAT WOULD BE SO COOL! Buzzfeed Unsolved but make BAU we have

ROSSI - the NON-beliver; he’s there to be our antagonist all the fans are waiting to see the moment he truly gets frightened!

GARCIA - the cameraGirl; who believes it so much she makes stuff up along the way and freaks herself out; her mission is to prove to the world and to Rossi that everything is real

REID - the boygenius, who believes if provided with evidence; his job it’s to tell everyone about the local story and folklore and help planning stuff

EMILY - the going with the flow girl; she’s there to provide comedy relief, flirt with JJ and be dumb! also she speaks 85 languages so she’s very useful

JJ - the golden girl; she’s communicative and a delight so her job it’s to get access to private areas, middle with the locals, get them free stuff, be super smart, flirt with Emily and make sure Garcia and Reid don’t die

MORGAN - the muscle; his job is to provide safety, break doors, flirt with everyone that breathes, make jokes about Reid and scare everyone with stories.

HOTCH - the father; his job is to make sure nobody dies, nobody goes to jail, nobody kills someone and they don’t commit too many crimes.

JJ is the unofficial "host" because she's so good at talking haha Hotch and Rossi are there to be doubtful and helpful! Emily and Reid spout facts, but Reid comes at it from science/real facts and Emily is the loremaster. Morgan is the eye candy and muscle for Garcia, but he's also a fan favorite because he's level-headed, but good vibes!!

BAU as a ghost hunter show is so so funny to me and I love them!!

[bellamygateoldblog]

i am always most drawn to vulnerable male characters and this has been an. interesting. revelation.