#Loop AU

[laketoriver]

so so excited to share this au i’ve been actually planning,,, basic loop au with twists only i know. Very tempted to make a blog for them when i finish the story. Oh and Gordons a bit of an ass in this house sorry lawl😞

I know Colette and Gordon are never seen interacting like ever but they’re basically best friends in this au so hell yeah gshsgsh yeah i’ll stop talking now okay bye.

ps neither know

[ash3seclipse]

Idk how do I spoiler stuff or if it’s possible so um act 1-2 spoilers😨

I decided

To work on an isabeau loop AU!!! It’s just very very fun hehe and I love isabeau so much he deserves everything

I honestly wish people will notice that because yea but if they won’t I wouldn’t mind I’m mostly doing it for fun and my friends:333

Enjoy the food y’all

[stevesbipanic]

Loop Number 501

"I'm stuck in a time loop."

"Is that why you brought me beer?"

"Yeah, um well, you used to ask for it, I've started just bringing it, saves time."

Eddie nodded, he was taking it better than Steve expected, he'd not told Eddie about the loop before.

"How many times?"

"Lost count," Steve lied.

"Do I die?"

"Didn't the first time." It's a good enough answer for now. He doesn't want to tell Eddie that he's died the most. Doesn't want to tell him Steve knows how many minutes it takes him to run through the woods, how many last words he's heard, how many last breaths he's watched.

"Do you die?"

"Only once." But I shared that day with you.

"Don't make a habit of it ok?"

"Sure, Eds." Promises are easy when you don't have to keep them.

"You're taking this easier than I thought you would, the others sometimes think I'm crazy."

"Well it's all crazy isn't it, don't think you're the lying kind, plus, you look tired."

The boys are quiet for the rest of the walk through the forest.

Eddie dies again.

"Don't cry big boy, you'll see me again soon, yeah?"

"See you soon, Eds"

[zane-wanna-sleep]

This is what poped up in my mind when I wrote this but it's more like loop then time-travel

So let's think about if it swap to Spider is the one who back to the day he got kidnapped

Of course he would still loyal to the Sullys to death but if that's how the loop begin? every times he died he would be sent back to that day, where he knew in his heart no one will go after to rescue him, and he would definitely died over and over again that he forgot how many times he had been.

The limit will reach him in the end when he finally broken, just like everyone want, and when the RDA strapped him in that machine Spider, groaned, belike " c'mon we can talk this out in peace, no need this damn machine, no need to shout, no need to drag me,"

" just ask me nicely, and I will tell you what you want im so sick of all this shit anyways "

but Ardmore didn't trust him, still strapped him in that machine but this time he let out just some information easily, he just let his mind say any shit it want(it's mostly still useless to the RDA but they got clues). So they didn't sped up and Quaritch still stop it like every loop Spider had been through (only differ is this time hes not too late).

They threw him in the cell Spider didn't have energy or heart to do anything he still thought that this time he would die as well so he just lay and let the time take his life and wait for another sent back but that's never come this time cuz he didn't die!

I don't really plan about what is coming up after this(and I don't think I will, my head end here) it's can be Quaritch being nice or not or Spider gradually break each loop until he can't be fixed. But I think Spider in this AU can't really bring himself to choose either na'vi or human side, hes just done, so so done with everything.

I know this kinda nonsense cuz Spider would try to not get caught (but he want to make sure the others won't get caught instead of him as well) or actually he would warn them to not go to that place and warn Jake about the Recoms' comming

But that's can be another route I wanna think about loop-plot so let's set this at Spider was sent back to when Neytiri appear and everything endlessly repeat until he try to change his own fate by tell something to RDA.

Again; my brain stopped process this plot(or prompt idk) here and I don't know which way this gonna go so there's no continuing of this but if I suddenly have some hc maybe I will post it just not so soon.

[kkat-astrophic]

I actually haven't made an introduction post for my silly fic, so here you guys go!

Labyrinth: A Leosaya Fanfiction:

Spoilers: This fanfiction WILL contain spoilers for Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc, mainly Chapter One! This includes the killer, victim, motives, and OTHER DEATH! <- For context, finish THH to find out their true identity and THEN come back to read my lovely WIP!

Explanation(/Blurb?):

It's called labyrinth because like... they're lost in the school, looping in time *shock noises as the audience murmurs to eachother discreetly about this new totally unobvious revelation*

Leon and Sayaka are elected into Hope's Peak Academy as the SHSL Baseball player and SHSL Idol.

When they meet in the entrance hall and become aware that they are in a time loop with no recollection of the outside world and their fate as the Chapter One Victim and Culprit will always stay the same, they work together to find a plan to live longer than their deadline.

--- Warnings:

Guys don't read this IFFFF

You haven't finished Danganronpa THH <- Duh :P

If you are sensitive to gore and slightly graphic descriptions

If you're going to hate

This fic is on Wattpad but I'm going to get an AO3 account and publish it all there as well!

Also, I'm only (under 16) so don't expect shakesperian shit lmao.

I'll add more warnings if I need to!

Uploading will be very inconsistent lol, bear with me here guys!!!

Ongoing, started 19/06/24 - Finished, xx/xx/xx (Unfinished/Ongoing)

--- Uh... Subheading Here:

YES I ONLY DID THS INTRO POST THINGY BECAUSE I SAW SOMEBODY ELSE DO IT, if you recognise the formatting I didn't steal any of your post, I just wasn't sure HOW to format this out lol.

Tips appreciated, comments and HCs and ideas appreciated, my ask box is open everybody!

--- Index:

(All of these links will redirect you to Wattpad.)

Chapter One: Sayaka Maizono's POV:

Chapter Two: Leon Kuwata's POV:

Chapter Three: Sayaka Maizono's POV:

Chapter Four: Leon Kuwata's POV:

Chapter Five: Sayaka Maizono's POV:

Chapter Six: Leon Kuwata's POV:

Chapter Seven: Sayaka Maizono's POV:

(More on the way - ATM each chapter has the World Count of 2,289.)

--- Okay Bye!

I'm Adding this to my intro post by the way <3

[captainkirkk]

I know time loop stories are often about characters going on an emotional journey and/or learning a lesson but if I was stuck in a time loop I would very quickly stop caring about consequences

Who cares if I spend all my money if the purchase wouldn't have even happened the next day? Who cares if I finally flip someone at work off? If I got angry and wanted to throw my phone at the wall, I could without needing to buy a new one.

Coming out of a time loop must be incredibly difficult. You'd have to relearn small petty consequences the way an astronaut relearns gravity after returning to earth. You have to relearn how to live like the next day actually matters.

[mari-lair]

quick sketch cause i already have too many wips

[valictini]

More! Human! Loop! This little guy just won’t leave my mind!!

Decided it would probably be fun to make them respawn washed up in Bambouche. Interactions between Nille and Loop sound fun. And after the initial shock of Being Actually Alive and knowing that the King has been defeated, Loop gets to tell her that Bonnie’s safe (“how the crab do they know that??”) because the party hasn’t reached Bambouche yet.

Also, I’ve been going back and forth for the cloak design. I like the simple bell shape. I like the fancy one with cuts in the back and a hoodie. Maybe the bell shape was the base design but later was modified into the hoodie one?? Much to think about (I take suggestions!)

[starlightshore]

And thus they switched places until they inevitably got caught. The absolute dumbases <3

[baeshijima]

— stardust

the world is a vast place. in the grand scheme of things, humans are but a speck of dust; much like how you are sure you are nothing but a meagre speck of dust in the world he lives in, forever to be remained unseen. (if only you knew how you are the brightest star he'd ever laid his eyes upon.)

CONTAINS : gn!reader, 1.5k wc, royalty!au, contract marriage/marriage of convenience, fluff, smitten reca bc what would he be other than smitten, a little hint of bittersweet at the end if read between the lines aha...

A/N : ....i have a paper due monday. i havent started it. why do i do this to myself. (reca i love u can u not hear my cries and wails as fic after fic appears in my brain for u...)

Duke Reca of the northern territory; to many he is a well-accomplished noble, a young genius set for greater things, and the owner-slash-founder of the top theatre company. He is an idol — a role model to those who aspire to be more involved in the artistic side of the world.

To you, however, he is an absolute lunatic, the bane of your existence, and your contractual husband.

It's not like you had much choice. It was either: a) remain as a hollow puppet whose strings danced at your family's fingertips, or b) find some way to escape with outside power.

You, of course, chose the second option. Unfortunately, that somehow led to you meeting the young duke when out in the shopping district, trying to escape the suffocating presence of your family's knights accompanying you by running into a secluded alleyway, even if it was for but a momentary breather.

It was a whirlwind of a meeting... quite literally. Bodies flew; clothing tousled; breaths stolen. Well, at least for you it was like this. He, on the other hand, looked right as rain. (Lucky bastard.) You hadn't realised it was him at first, too absorbed in hasty apologies and the numbing bloom spreading across your backside like a wildfire (really, they ought to incorporate more padding in these flimsy clothes!), but when he uttered an apology of his own for not paying attention to his surroundings with an arm outstretched to help you stand, your mind all but blanked. What was someone of his status doing in a dingy alley? Didn't the newspapers report word of his self-confinement, having not stepped foot outside his manor in fervent preparation of his upcoming performance?

No, never mind all that; wasn't this a blatant opportunity being presented to you? An outside power that could help you escape the clutches of your family...

With gritted teeth, all sense of self-dignity was cast aside as you grasped his outstretched hand with both of your own, gazing into his widened eyes with your own narrowed ones.

"Your Grace, I know this is hardly the appropriate time nor place, but please... marry me!" Your words echoed within the enclosed space. Duke Reca blinked slowly down at you, and it was then you realised you never elaborated. "In... in a contractual marriage of convenience, of course."

"Oh?" he grinned, amusement and intrigue twinkling in his eyes. "And what is it you can offer me?"

"I..." Truthfully, there was nothing you could offer which would be beneficial to someone like him who had everything at the tips of his fingers. You were but a speck of dust in his world, merely floating and remaining unseen within his view. But even so, here you kneeled before him, his gaze wholly fixated on a speck of dust such as yourself. If nothing else, you at least had your desperation — a desperation to be your own person. "My lineage may be from that of a baron's, but I am confident I can be of use to you if you would permit it. So long as you accept my offer, I will do anything to aid you, whether that be through practical means or a performance you wish to see."

A beat of silence.

"Ha... haha... ahahaha!!"

And, as if things couldn't get any worse than a sore rear and disgruntled self, you were pulled out of your daze by a pair of gleaming carmine eyes, a maniacal grin, and his body, now kneeled just like you were, so very close to your own.

"That determination... how brilliantly you burn with such an expression!" The sheer glee which bled through his tone sent shivers down your spine, having never realised someone so esteemed had such a side to him. The duke breathed a breathy laugh and slightly backed up, his hands still holding your arms. "Alright, I look forward to seeing how brightly you will shine in your performance, my dear leading actor."

...Was it too late to back out and find an alternative solution?

Admittedly so, for the next thing you knew vows were declared and you were moved into the duke's residence. You could still remember your family's aghast expressions the moment you declared you were marrying Duke Reca and thus cutting ties with them. It was oddly freeing to see their contorted faces reveal their true nature.

Life as the duke's spouse was... something, to say the least. His servants and attendants almost seemed to have shed tears of joy at the revelation of their ever so lonely duke (their words, not yours) finally settling down and getting married, asking you questions such as how you both met, what drew you to their duke, who popped the question first, why you chose him of all people, so on so forth. It was... cosy. Something you admittedly weren't very accustomed to, but found yourself welcoming nonetheless.

One thing you never expected was for the duke to have a little pet of his own; a little toad dressed in a miniature beret and matching suit, at that. Assistant Director is what Reca had called her, and you think for someone so obsessed with the arts he ought to up his naming sense. She was also quite susceptible to compliments, something you discovered when commenting on the little toad's cute attire, with the duke's baffling translation of her bashfulness and her own compliment on your own looks. Apparently. You're not really sure, but you're inclined to believe it ever since she claimed a spot on your shoulder.

As the days-turned-weeks-turned-months bled into each other, you found yourself oddly lost at how well-adapted you have become of your new life and the duke's personality. From impromptu displays of affection both in and outside the manor to sporadic radio silence on his end when wholly consumed by his fervent passion for a project, you sometimes wonder just how you're still alive with the amount of heart attacks the man has given you.

But despite his... eccentricities, to put it lightly, there are times where you can't quite put a finger on certain expressions he would make when he thinks you're not looking. They're unlike his (once again, to put it very lightly) passionate eyes when rambling to you during mealtimes about an upcoming performance the troupe has; unlike the sheer mania he can exude when something truly sparks his inspiration; unlike the playfully smug grin he would give you when swooping down in dramatic flair to press a long kiss to the back of your palm; unlike the rare darkening of his expression that you cannot help but stiffen at when something or someone in the troupe doesn't quite match his expectations.

No. These ones are... soft. A kind of tenderness and unprecedented longing able to be identified if scrutinised close enough. It was evident in the ghost-like touches he would trail along your skin, as though afraid just a little more force would do irreparable damage. It was evident in the attention to even the most minute details, having everything from clothing to food to the decor suited to preferences you yourself never realised you had. It was evident in the way unadulterated fondness leaked through his tone when his unique terms of affection for you slipped through his lips when all was silent and you were supposed to be asleep.

"My dearest star..."

...Much like now, it would seem.

The bed dips by where your knees slightly bend, hidden under the beige covers. A familiar musky scent surrounds you not long after, and you find yourself involuntarily relaxing at the comfort it brings as your head further burrows into the pillow.

You want to stay awake, even if it's just for a second longer, to hear what he has to say to your less than conscious state. But, oh, his fingers threading through your hair and softly massaging your scalp and the gentle touch of his forehead against yours and the subtle comforting warmth that rolls off his body in waves does little to help you fight the sleep which easily takes over.

Oh, whatever! You'll just try and catch what he has to say next time.

Eventually your breathing evens out, only soft snores now heard within the large shared bedroom. Upon noticing this, Reca cannot stop the fond smile which lifts the corners of his lips, nor can he prevent the softening of his eyes as he continues to gaze at your sleeping form.

"My dearest [Name]," he whispers into the dead of night. Even now, several months later, he still cannot believe his luck to have run into you in that alleyway. It must have been fate which made him heed its call, urging him he would discover something sure to escape that terrible slump plaguing him for weeks on end.

Sure enough, it brought him to something irreplaceable; something he has been searching desperately for.

You.

And, with the tenderest of kisses pressed to your forehead that would put even the most sickening romantics to shame, he murmurs words of promise against your skin, an oath he swears to uphold no matter the obstacles which stand before him.

"In this life, I will ensure you have only the best of endings."

if you enjoyed this, reblogs and/or comments are greatly appreciated <33

[pillowspace]

SIF: Sometimes I wonder // MIRA: if there's a world // ISA: where this never // ODILE: had to happen // BON: to me. // LOOP to Sif: Really? ... ...I don't see why it'd be any different.

[stevesbipanic]

Stevie's Time Loop

Here it is, Stevie's Time Loop, I hope you all enjoy the ending, I had so much fun writing this, thanks for joining me on this wild ride.

Stevie's Time Loop (7022 words) by stevesbipanic Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, The Party - Character, Nancy Wheeler Additional Tags: Time Loop, Time Skips, Time Travel, Fix-It, Angst, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt Steve Harrington, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington Needs a Hug, Platonic Soulmates, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Steve Has Issues, Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Poor Steve Harrington Summary: It still goes wrong. Even though Steve changed so much. They still all split up, Robin still dies in Steve's arms. When the alarm wakes him up again, Steve almost feels relieved. "Ok, time loop, got it." Join our favourite dingus on another time loop adventure as he tries to save everyone he loves.

[chipper-smol]

star abducted :3

[deadlyeyez]

hiiiiii i feel really normal about the special attack. do u believe me.

closeups!

[daily-odile]

@tawnysoup's critters have captivated me... featuring odile the overworked petsmart employee

[tawnysoup]

the fritter (frin critter)