#Study Abroad AU

[myglobaluni]

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[gingergari]

i’ve been thinking about her for a while so this is the kid mario and peach would have IF peach ruled openly as a toad 🙏🏽

her name is apricot! when she gets older she also goes by the nickname albie :]

due to the circumstances regarding her existence she has quite the magical reserves and has the potential to eclipse her mom as a mage

but for now, she’s just a kid

[fighting-these-demons]

Divorce Saga Domon - A Haunted Honk Prequel

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This is an idea for a fic set in an Alternate Universe involving Queer Non-Canon Relationships between the characters of the series.

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If you ARE looking for this content - and you're ok with reading my and other's Headcanons for this Alternate Universe I've haphazardly spun up -

Then go ahead and feel free to:

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Ended up outlining a completely different fic as a Segway for an explanation instead of making progress on the Royal Flush Haunted Honk AU's Clown Motel Fic like I wanted to but uh....

For y'all's review for the AU: A Prequel Outline - Divorce Saga Domon

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Hey real quick - I'm thinking of maybe changing the timeline to 2 years post canon as opposed to 3 years and change post canon.

The reason being: I had a thought that this scene could either be part if the fic or if it's getting to big then it could be a stand alone tie-in prequel fic as part of this AU but - like

Immediately Post Divorce Domon Needs Space and runs off. As one does. And he runs to Earth because he just wants to Get Lost for a while.

He has Argo smuggle him out to avoid detection.

Argo has Andrew help stow Domon in a storage hanger of a Neo Canadian supply ship that's returning to the US - they have trade often enough and share agricultural resources - which leads to Domon ending up in New York when he hits Earthside pavement.

He's privately worked on his English the last couple of months and after being dropped in New York with a different hairstyle, outfit, and accent he's unrecognizable. 

He considers making his way west to get some solitude in the wilderness, but something about that initial plan feels off now that he's on the ground.

Chibodee is also Earthside for a special series of prize fights aimed at raising charitable appeal for the US in the eyes of Neo Americans.

Domon decides to hit up Chibodee for a fight on a day between matches hoping it'll clear his head and give him the clarity to decide on a course of action. What ends up happening is an unexpected heart to heart via blows and a breakdown.

Domon is happy for Rain and Kyoji, and he knows it's not true; but he feels like he lost a piece of himself when his relationship with Rain fell apart.

Domon's instinct is to run after that but Chibodee knows this city and Domon doesn't hide out for long before Chibodee drags him back to his place to stay and just "Chill out and breathe. You don't have to be anyone but yourself here. You can take as long as you need to find out what everything changing means for you." Friends and teammates stick together.

So Domon spends a few weeks with Chibodee sparring and hanging out in New York. Chibodee does a frankly awesome job at containing his feelings because he's focusing on Domons feelings and being a good friend first and foremost. Whatever he's feeling can wait until after Domon is done going though it.

There's a bit of a twinge in Domon's heart as he leaves that he can't really place.

After he returns to Neo Japan and gets settled back into life with his family, The Dreams start.

They're mainly set in New York. Small things first like noticing Chibodee's smile and his eyes. Then sparring sessions that begin to turn lurid.

He thought these kinds of dreams would stop after he was married.... he doesn't know what to do about this.

I just figure it gives more clarity and sense of time for the journey from Comphet Marriage Dissolution to Feelings to Confession. Idk.

But I got stuck on a bit and then had this thought and needed to get it down before I lost it and it was so long it made sense to make it its own post as opposed to several replies.

The Maize and Clown Motel will probably still be 3 years and change post canon for clarification.

@thedragonchilde @amplexadversary @youreaclownnow

[neallo]

someone hold me at gunpoint someone stop me from writing femslash OT3. we don't have this kinda time rn

[anna-scribbles]

one day i will speak about the absolute romantic BLUEPRINT that is bill/rachel in the film Eloise at Christmastime (2003) and the way it is an adrinette au waiting to happen .

[asexualasshat]

I have this fic I started writing for another fandom and then abandoned for a year but I still like the concept of it so I want to change it into a Steddie fic. The only problem??? Robin would have to be moving out of her apartment with Steve at the start cause Eddie and Steve need to be roomies. And I cannot think of a single goddamn reason why Robin wouldn’t just stay if she’s still living in the same city

[deancaspinefest]

Super Double Bus

Author: MBQ | Artist: girlinthemirrorbluenight

Posting on Wednesday April 3

Castiel Novak's first quarter at UIC had been carefully planned and scheduled out. He had his list of "Re-Entry" classes neatly checked off and had already gotten the academic calendar figured out. He thought he was properly prepared and debriefed for his first freshman outing to the Navy Pier with far too many baby-faced eighteen-year olds, but he'd indulge them. Being a few years older and with some junior college already on his transcripts, he was pretty confident he could handle any curveball these toddlers could throw. But a boyfriend-shaped Dean Winchester quickly proves to be a problem that is rapidly demanding a solution.

Keep reading for a sneak preview!

A notification popping up with a chime interrupted his reverie and he was informed that the party bus had arrived. Or rather: “Votre bus discothèque le super double vous attend. Veuillez appuyer sur ok pour envoyer votre réponse.” Castiel could hear the words like wet jewels rolling around his tongue in his head even if he didn’t quite understand what was being said--yet. He picked out the decipherable cognates and tapped OK on the pop up.

The party had rolled to his door and there was no way out of it.

Outside, the disco bus was a sleek black bus with so much neon Cas squinted in its general direction. The neon wasn’t the garish palette of seedy bars in Atlantic City or the strip malls of southern California. It was a purple-blue palette and looked very modern indeed. His marketing eye picked up all the attention to detail and gauged who their target demo was. He approved of it from a market sense. It still was the last way he felt like spending his first jet lagged night in Paris after a hellish flight. He vaguely wondered what the middle aged lady was doing and almost wished he had followed up on that. He didn’t see a ring on her weathered hand, but that wasn’t a deterrent. Just another obstacle. She wasn’t unattractive and she seemed mellow enough. It would have been enough to get his dad off his ass and maybe he’d have some companionship that wasn’t drunk twenty somethings with their damn selfies, ring lights and perpetual photo sessions. He groaned and clicked a quick, uninspired pic of the disco bus as it rolled to a stop in front of his hotel. He had a second thought that he could have made a montage or reel with the arrival that would have kept him occupied for the most of the evening, but the opportunity had passed.

He pulled up his QR code and held it to the infrared scanner that flared in his blood shot eyes as the doors whooshed open. He considered having a drink. It might take some of the sleep deprived, irritated-at-his-Chuck edge off. It had been a while since he wanted to drink. In fact, his drink with Dean on the rooftop bar had been his last. He had successfully avoided the house parties of his dorm and Dean’s GC knew not to extend him an invite. But tonight he actually felt like drinking. He loosened his blue tie and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. Maybe a little bit.

(continue reading on Ao3 on Wednesday April 3)

[eskildit]

as yet unsent modern au but its just that judith coronabeth and camilla have a group project for an undergrad poli sci class. comparable levels of torture to being held in captivity.

[quillkiller]

"he's my brother. he already hates me forever." aughhfhhhgggg i need to lie down.......

I KNOOOOOOWWWWW

it’s been on my mind for weeks its so fucking sick and twisted. everyone bow down to kara or like pray on her downfall for saying something so so so awful and devestating .

just the concept of the black brothers and their lack of communication and how it’s probably too late and they’re just too old now to actually genuinely start over. something about how they still want to be in each others lives but it only works if there’s more distance than not between them…,,, makes me SICK. and they love each other so much!!!!! but they don’t know how to be kind to each other or how to be friends or how not to look at each other without seeing their parents . its HARD to be with each other for too long because it brings back things they’re trying so hard to forget and move on from . when the person you love the most is the one you can’t stand to look at

[myglobaluni]

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[deathsweetblossoms]

"You're here," she said, only half sure she'd said the words out loud.

"I'm here." He tugged lightly on her braid before pulling his hand back.

Recessional by @ultadverb

[jonathanbyersphd]

Jonathan Byers' Paris poster is so important to me

[melancholeemars]

Can you explain your AUs in a bit more detail? I’m curious to know what the deal is with the Abroad AU especially

Anon I’m putting it under the cut because it got longer than I anticipated but below the cut I go on for several paragraphs about the Abroad AU and gave you shorter synopses about the Nowhere to Run story idea I’ve mentioned somewhere before as well as my current ATLAswap AU brainrot.

Before I get into the meat of what the Stranded Abroad AU brief that it takes place in a timeline where neither Joey Claire nor MSPAR come to Alternia, primarily because this AU-slash-blueprint for a fanfic was something I primarily wanted to further explore Alternian society a couple of sweeps after the events of Friendsim and what life is like Post Alternia for the trolls who’ve since ascended. I’ve always wanted to see what else there was to Alternian life on the planet and what life is like off of it.

Stranded Abroad AU is going to primarily follow Tirona Kasund, roughly 8 sweeps now and is pretty much grown into your average legislacerator — she’s starting to study for finals for the Ordeals, she feels obligated to help her younger office mates to become better legislacerators, she hangs around with her friends (primarily her closest IRL Amisia, but she does also frequently talk to her long distance pals, Wanshi and Karako).

Where the story really kicks off is when Tirona falls back into old habits — explicitly the one of going to rush into a scene that seems suspicious without considering the danger that is associated. On an evening that’s otherwise typical, she finds an unauthorized ship in a location far from where landings and departures occur and, without hesitation, boards to investigate. She is unable to finish her investigation when it’s owners board, and is unable to escape before they take off. She becomes lost in space after taking an escape pod when discovered after they get to a Solar System primarily inhabited by a growing population of adult trolls.

Luck however is on her side when she crash lands and is found by Tegiri. His job as a recovareaper allows him a freer schedule than a typical legislacerator’s and ability to bypass certain checkpoints, and thus, allows him to undertake the job to sneak Tirona back to Alternia so she’s not stranded forever. They do run into some hiccups via Alternian laws as well, but they are able to rely on some allies in the long run.

Completely apart from that AU in its entirety, I have 2 other big AU story ideas I have that I can briefly talk about below.

The “Nowhere to Run” AU is a technical prequel to Stranded Abroad in the sense that I just think that an investigation to the violetblood that Polypa killed is bound to happen; Tagora, Tegiri, and Tyzias are reprimanded roughly a sweep after the assassination and are given a final chance to bring forth the culprit, or else they will be executed at the next Jeevik Week as a finale. They’re all challenged to keep a level head as they’re struck with the challenges of a cold case and trying to piece what together. This isn’t something that is necessarily needed to be read to understand Stranded Abroad, but it gives more background on the relationship that Tegiri and Polypa have.

And finally the baby that currently has my heart at the moment — the ATLAswap I’ve worked on and spoken heavily to with a good friend! In a world where the fire nation has announced the death of the avatar after killing nearly all of the air nation, it follows Vikare (an earthbender with the penchant to only bend what’s considered dust and a knack for all things metal) and his older sister Chixie (a non-bender who’s left home to join the Kyoshi Warriors) as they navigate through the world as the fire nation grows closer to creating a global empire it controls. Vikare records in his journals as the two find themselves on a journey where their slow growing group become something the Fire Nation cannot ignore.

[complicatedandstained]

This just in: I have gotten overly attached to another crack ship / rarepair

There is not nearly enough Ansem SoD/Riku content

Sometimes you've got to be the change

Please enjoy my humble human/god, study abroad AU

I managed to post this right in the middle of an AO3 crash so hopefully it's, like, readable

[zutarastudyabroadsm]

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Happy New Year!

[albino-whumpee]

Had a very nice dream/day dream (no sleeping was done, but meh, resting your eyes is good enough) about what would´ve happened if Albus hadn´t given up in life after the Colonel stuff. 

Waking up in a hospital bed, handcuffed on his ankles to the hand rails because he was a suspect from murder and theft, but after interrogations and spending time in the hospital it was deemed he was not the perpetrator at all. 

A 16 yo Albus being so done with dealing with everything alone, but hating the system that didn´t save them earlier giving him a chance now to be put into a foster home. 

The foster home was Sann´s. A 17 yo Santiago meets a 16 yo, freshly traumatized Albus and chooses to try being friends with him. It´s not that difficult, but Al keeps pushing him away as well as his whole family. 

It isn´t because he doesn´t want to be friends or they mistreat him, Al is so shocked he is actually being treated so well and they´re so friendly and understanding. He´s so grateful, but there´s that bitterness of why it couldn´t happen before everything went to hell? Why couldn´t this happen when Annie was alive? 

And a big happy family like Santiago´s aren´t people who would understand what he has been through. So he still feels like he can´t open up to them. 

Santiago and Mateo (Sann´s younger brother) still try tho. Mateo gives up after a while, but Santi is persistent.

He tries to eat with him at school, strike conversation, take him places and even share his love for space. But the boy´s response is half hearted.

Santi´s about to give up when he hears he didn´t come home after school one day. Apparently some man had walked up to him before the boy stormed out screaming bloody murder.

Apparently it was his father demanding a reason to why he wasn´t told about his daughter´s death. Santi doesn´t know much about his past beyond what he has been told, but it isn´t much and his parents won´t tell him much either. He only knows that idiot isolated himself again and that´s something he can´t allow. 

By then he knows a bit more about him and so he knows where to find him. 

The art classroom at school is like his sanctuary. He has paint all over him when he finds him entranced into this one painting. 

He tells him he didn´t know it was so late already, but Santi is no fool and only gives him a knowing look. 

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

“No” he begins to clean up his brushes. 

Santi allows that, but when they´re walking back home, he pushes Al into a different bus that takes them to the sea. He hears Santi´s mother on the phone when he tells her he´s taking him to the sea and yells at them to use sunscreen. Santi even takes out a special protection one for Al. (He would definitely had gotten glasses with them the second he stepped into their house) 

Maybe by that moment, his legs still hasn´t healed completely so even when swimming is not possible and neither is playing some soccer, Santi finds a game they can play together. 

After a while, they move on to trying out teaching Al how to swim and Santi laughs his ass off at him when he can only manage to look like a wet puppy. He offers going together to his swim club then. He is quick to tell him it doesn´t matter if he uses an special swimsuit to hide his scars, the coach will understand and if he doesn´t he will kick his ass personally. 

They go back after a few more hours, the bridge of their noses and their shoulders burnt so bad Santi´s mother tells them this served them well as reminder to use the damn sunscreen. 

Al can´t help but melt into tears when Santi´s mother calls him to also apply some cream into his face and shoulders. He was so scared and sure they would get hit, having gentle hands rubbing circles on his burnt shoulders is so...nostalgic. 

That night Santi is trying to marshall himself in order to not scratch his back off when he hears a tiny “Santi?” coming from the bed below his. 

“Mhm?” 

“Thank you”

Santi is glad he kept trying.