#and much like the aviation AU it is time for me to make this everyone else's problem

[fazedlight]

Kara turned, her brow crinkling as she noticed a well-dressed woman heading her way. In a world of dirt and mud, the woman’s high-end loafers made little sense. “Can I help you?” Kara asked. “I’m hoping you can,” she said, holding out her hand. “My name is Lena Luthor.” “Luthor,” Kara said, her eyebrows raising as she took Lena’s hand. I didn’t know Lex’s sister was so pretty, she thought, fighting the odd skip of her heartbeat. “I guess you’ve paid attention to the news,” Lena said. “I would like to hire you.” “To do what?” Kara asked. “To be my jockey. I have a horse, and I want to win the Kentucky Derby.” “The Derby?” Kara sputtered. “You know I’m just a claims jockey, right?” “I do,” Lena said. “And, frankly, I barely know what that means. But I do understand statistics.” “... Statistics.”

Lena is on the verge of losing everything, and Kara is a jockey who has nothing.

For the Roses is a one-shot Horseracing AU 🏇🏇🏇

[jaewritesfic]

Everlasting Trio DP x DC Nobody Knows AU Part 9

Part 8

“Nothing? At all?”

“Nothing, Red,” Barbara's voice repeats through the speakers of the Batcomputer, sounding irritated at this point.

“But- I mean, did you try-”

“She's going to come to the cave and shove a Batarang up your ass if you ask her one more time whether she missed something, Replacement,” Jason drawls off to the side. He's reclining in a chair, feet kicked up on a weapons table.

Tim groans. “I know, I know. I'm sorry.”

He's back in the Cave, and so is pretty much everyone else. Turns out he'd caused something of a panic, and it was all hands on deck for a hot second.

When the engineer had density shifted out of his grasp and heckled him from some nebulous spot midair, it had taken only a few seconds afterwards for Tim’s comms to explode with noise.

Turns out nobody had been able to hear anything from him except a constant low static from shortly before the encounter until after it ended, and his mask camera was borked the whole time too.

Understandably, there was some alarm about that. Bruce had ordered everyone back to the cave for a full explanation and conversation on what the hell happened.

“Sit down and tell us what happened, baby bird. You're gonna wear a hole in the floor at this rate,” Dick tells him, a gentle hand on his shoulder nudging him towards a seat.

Tim groans and throws himself into it like a puppet with his strings cut.

“Well he's definitely a meta,” he grumbles. “I never actually laid eyes on him. Wouldn't have even known he was there if he hadn't gotten ghost busted.”

“Ghost busted?” Jason asks, eyebrows raised. Tim huffs out a reluctant laugh, because in retrospect that part was pretty funny.

“His fucking phone went off. All of a sudden the empty air next to me was blasting the Ghostbusters theme song and an invisible man was swearing like a sailor until it cut out.”

Stephanie blows a raspberry in the start of a laughing fit, and suddenly the whole cave is echoing with mirth. It lifts Tim's spirits a little, makes him laugh too.

He means, come on. That has to be the new record for the funniest botched stealth mission, a position previously held by Damian when a stray dog outed him because it smelled the treats he keeps in his utility belt.

The shade of red the demon brat's face was when he had to explain why the mission went sideways was fucking glorious.

“So you've confirmed that we're dealing with a male meta?”

Speaking of the brat.

“Sounded male, and he at least has invisibility and density shifting,” Tim confirms.

“Density shifting?” Bruce prompts.

“Yeah. After the phone went off I couldn't see him but I was trying to figure out where he was. Then the lockbox disappeared too - he can transfer the invisibility through touch, apparently.”

“Huh. Haven't seen that before,” Duke comments.

“Me neither. But I made an educated guess at where I thought he was and grabbed his arm. Had a damn good grip, and then he just…went through me. Like I literally felt something pass through my hand all cold and tingly and suddenly I wasn't holding anything anymore.”

Jason snorts. “Bet that was a kick in the nuts, huh.”

“Come on, Little Wing,” Dick scolds half heartedly. “Be nice.”

Jason rolls his eyes.

“You said ‘at least’,” Bruce says, brow furrowed. “You suspect he has other powers too?”

Tim purses his lips. “I can't be sure, considering I couldn't see him, but…I think he probably has flight too.”

“Flight?” Dick says, furrowing his brow. He crosses his arms and shakes his head, looking both thoughtful and troubled. “No, that's not possible.”

Tim blinks. “What? Why not?”

Dick ‘Be Nice, Little Wing’ Grayson looks him dead in the eyes and says, “Because according to all known laws of aviation-”

“You-!”

The cave is filled with laughter again, Jason throwing his head back and cackling in a way that's particularly irksome. Tim reaches over and shoves at his boots while he's tipping his chair back and sends him toppling to the floor.

Jason flails and fails to save himself, rolling back to his feet and spitting curses with a hint of green to his eyes. Tim freezes at the sight of it.

It's not that he's scared. He and Jason have come a long way, and everyone knows by now what amount of green is actually dangerous. Jason's nowhere near actually losing it right now, he's just annoyed.

What makes Tim freeze is-

“He's been exposed to the Pits.”

Everyone pauses, confused. Jason blinks at him. “Uh…yeah, fucking duh?”

“No,” Tim shakes his head. “No, not you. The Engineer.”

Suddenly there's no laughter anymore. Everyone has gone tense and alarmed.

“Tim?” Bruce prompts lowly.

“I did see part of him,” Tim murmurs lowly, realizing it himself for the first time. “When I grabbed him, there were two bright lights for a second or two before they faded. God, I should have realized- it was his eyes. Like Christmas lights, bright Lazarus green."

Masterpost

[bruciemilf]

Okay besties, I have an idea for you;

AU where the justice league was rooted in a small town; everyone knows everybody and no one knows anyone. Not really. But them? Oh, they know eachother.

They knew Clark and Bruce would tie the knot right after graduation.

They knew Diana would take new York museums by storm. They knew Hal would grow into his dad's aviator jacket. They knew Barry would wear gold around his neck in the Olympics. They simply knew.

Except for the fact that Clark had no idea Bruce would go on to divorce him just to marry an old sparring buddy, -- Khoa something; he doesn't know to this day, and he refuses to learn, -- for reasons he wouldn't divulge.

And bruce didn't anticipate his ex husband being the one who would investigate his husband's murder.

Funny how death brings people together.

Not until Dick, their boy, his boy, too, - He's Jon and Kon's brother just as much as he's Jason's, Tim's, and Damian's, and no piece of shit paper could take that from him, - told him, a bone white paleness to his cheeks the day of his weekend.

Their home is chaos; Not a chaos he knows, a chaos he loves, but a disservice on their once home.

Four different cars parked in front of Bruce's manor, dark enough to blend in the depth of night, give Clark a pretty good idea of what he'll find.

" This is bad. This is really bad, right? Oh god, is he moving? He just looked at me, I SWEAR he just looked at me,--"

'' Who gave Barry coffee?" Clark doesn't want them to be shocked when he enters, because really, he's not supposed to be here. The spark of twisted pleasure when they see him Is small, but it's there. " Who died?"

Hal skips over the corpse currently occupying the living room carpet, a frenzy in his eyes, " We do NOT have time for your shit, Kent. It's bad enough Wayne dragged us along to his little graveyard shift,--"

Clark doesn't particularly want to know who's that Oliver tosses Russian words with over the phone, but he takes a pause, only to point sharply at the pilot, " As if you have anything better to do you plane crushing fuck--"

" One time! One time!"

" Quiet down! You're upsetting Bruce," Command and order came to Diana as naturally as flight does to birds; Out of them all, -- jaded and secretive and wore out by life like a pair of shoes, -- she holds the crown of stability for sure.

Clark envies her. Maybe because she's her, or because she has an arm around Bruce.

He's tired; And scared. Clark's pretty little ghost.

Blanket over his lean, strong shoulders, knees nestled to his chest, shivering under Diana's arms. His eyes haven't left the living room.

Not until Clark walked up to the bottom of the stairs, where he could catch a better view of purple and blue rendering Bruce's sharp cheek.

There's something undeniably demure about Bruce Wayne; Youngest of them, softest of them. Clark adored it; He's always been a beast of a man, -- granted, raised with Martha Kent's southern loving ways, but you can't make a puppy from a wolf.

Bruce very much disagreed, and told Clark as such. That they compliment eachother.

Clark can't help but be sad at Bruce's softness now; But he's not stupid enough to think Bruce weak, and God help you if you're that man. Maybe Khoa was that man.

Bruce's eyelashes flutter like a butterfly's wings, " ...Clark." You came.

" Hi, baby." You called.

He closes his eyes, silently letting embarassment take him. Hal facepalms behind him.

" Not to interrupt your weird Eye Make Out slash Emotional Hug contact, but seriously, we need to call the police!"

" No!" Bruce raises to his feet, fingers twisting and fiddling, a nervous habit. Clark wants to capture him in his arms and never let him move, " No. No police."

Diana's voice is gentle, " Why not?"

" Because he did it!" Hal says, " I mean, it's pretty obvious!"

" Oh shut the fuck up-"

" That's absurb--"

" Hal, you're scared I get it, but Bruce would never,--"

" I did," Bruce declares, sentencing them to silence. " I did it. "

A tension filled cloud slowly drips over them. Hal begins pacing even more. Barry joins him. Oliver's yelling gets louder, and the Bruce's fingers shake worse.

Clark, wordlessly, pulls him upstairs, hands gentle on his smaller wrists, ignoring the call back from downstairs, where death still lingers.

Bruce won't look at him when he asks, " Did you do it? Really?"

" He was going to hit me."

" He was already hitting you," Clark spits the hateful truth, acid hissing over his tongue like a well-sharpened knife, " He was already hitting you. And you didn't kill him then. "

A shiver, a tremble, Bruce turning his back as if to protect himself. Clark's heart hurts. He's never been someone Bruce needed protection from, " Please, --"

" So you were either going to stop him from hitting you... Or from hitting someone else," Bruce's frame moves from him, departs again, and Clark follows, because he let Bruce walk away one time and it got them here, " ...Or someone was gonna stop him from hitting you."

Bruce freezes, gaze wide. Only he's not looking at Clark. He's looking at what's behind him.

Clark follows the line of sight.

There's Jason, their youngest, their tallest, terrified, and teary, and blood soiling his hands.

[oh-great-authoress]

Hey there. Was wondering if I could help jog your muse so how about this?

Can I have five facts about a Top Gun AU where Bradley is hurt on mission and Mav is of course the Dagger dad. You decide if he's actually there or on the radio. ;D

Thank you so much for this ask, @musewrangler!

I’m so sorry this took an eternity, but I only got the inspiration for this now!

*sighs in author*

Anyway, many authors better than me have tackled the idea of Bradley getting injured on the Uranium Mission, so I decided to tweak the prompt a little bit—I hope you like this!

It’s a big deal—this is the first mission of the newly formed VFA-223, the “Black Cloaks”, and it’s air cover for a high value hostage rescue in Eastern Europe; a simple task, ostensibly, for such skilled pilots: Bradley is mission lead, Jake is his wingman, with Omaha and Halo, Payback and Fanboy as their two Foxtrot teams.

Mav is there in the command center, practically ready to jump out of his skin, praying they all make it home, his heart sinking when, though the hostages are successfully rescued, the mission quickly turns bad for the Daggers; there’s much more firepower than the intelligence indicated, including a UN sanctioned missile system—however, Mav’s trained them well; they’re all able to evade its targeting system, barely using their flares and chaff, but when an RPG catches Bradley off guard, Mav practically knocks Cyclone over in his rush to get to the radio as they all hear Jake’s terrified “Roo!”.

Bradley just manages to dive to avoid most of the explosion, but the blast has damaged his right aileron, with shrapnel striking his cockpit, cutting into his leg, and shearing off most of the F-18’s right elevator; he’s about to bail out of his jet into enemy territory for the second time in two years when he feels a warm hand close around his own on the stick, the battered aircraft suddenly stabilizing. “Let me show you the way home, kiddo,” a warm voice echoes in his ear, the ghost of a mustache whispering against his cheek, and as he looks out the corner of his eye, he can see the mirage of an F-14 on his wing, with a silver and blue-helmeted pilot at the stick.

Gently reassuring everyone over comms that he had control over the aircraft, especially Mav, whose fatherly concern is thinly veiled by military protocol, he miraculously makes it home, to the shock of his whole squadron when they see the state of the aircraft, everyone hugging him, Mav the tightest of all, who then promptly drags him to medical, and if the whole squadron along with its commanding officer decides to camp out in a particular room, the corpsmen decide not to mention anything.

Over the squadron’s long and storied history, it becomes a legend reverently whispered by every aviator assigned there, that if you ever find yourself in a mission gone bad, more often than not, you’ll feel a warm hand around yours on the stick, as a mustache ghosts against your cheek, and catch the faint sight of an F-14 at your wing with a silver and blue-helmed pilot at the stick, and eventually, also an F-18E with a black, white, and red-helmed pilot at the stick, VFA-223’s own guardian angels, ready to show their aviators the way home.

[the-au-collector]

Linked Universe College Radio AU

Since I recently got some motivation to work on this one, I figured I would brain dump a little about my LU College Radio AU. It's basically a college/university AU but each of the main LU Links are somehow associated with their college radio station at Kakariko University.

Why radio? I was listening to The Oh Hellos when the idea struck me so each of the works are hopefully going to have titles taken from Oh Hellos songs. This will, hopefully, just mostly focus on the Links + the radio station but who knows? I added way too many characters to this braindump but oh well

The Links

Time

Staff coordinator for the radio station

Broadcasting professor

Usually gets stuck teaching the freshman and sophomores

Married to the zoology professor, Malon

Taking care of Twilight's dog, Wolfie, until Twilight finds a dog-friendly place. Acts like he hates it, but he actually loves it

Infamous for being a hardass

"Call me Time. Don't call me Link, that's my nephew. Don't call me Professor Lon, that's my wife"

Legend

Has done just about anything and everything

Knows everyone, but just because he's been here so long and has done so much

Has officialy been an agriculture major, a meteorology major, a humanities major, a fine art major, a fashion design major, and an engineering major in the past

Has finally settled with being a broadcasting major after doing the Jaded Boys radio show with Wild

Part of the Jaded Boys with Wild, then is part of Triple Threat with Wild and Hyrule

Lives off-campus with his current partner, Ravio

Also lives with Warriors

Used to date a girl named Marin from Mabe City. No he doesn't talk about it

Does not like driving. Or storms.

Has a cane

Even in an AU he can't escape the Koholint Trauma

Wild

Campus cryptid

Everyone knows him. No one knows what he's studying

(It's engineering. He, Purah, and Fauna are a terror to the school together)

Addicted to energy drinks

Never studies, always passes exams

Always socially overbooked

Has amnesia and bad scarring from a house fire

Was adopted by Teba and Saki after said house fire

Has a twin brother named Age. Most people think Age is older but Wild's actually older

Was the one who coerced Legend and Hyrule into radio

Lives in a house off-campus with Twilight, Age, Sidon, Yunobo, Mipha, and Revali.

Has committed arson before

Has gotten arrested for committing arson before

Twilight

Zoology major

Is the reason Wild's still alive

Used to be roommates with Wild in the dorms when they were freshmen

Took a gap year between high school and college

Has a dog named Wolfie

Regular guest on Triple Threat

Runs the Helpful Paws club, which is a club all about service dogs. Ilia helps run said club

Works on Legend's uncle's orchard during the weekends

Four

Computer science major

Technology director at the radio station (yes this position only exists because of Wild)

Friendly rivalry with Wild because Wild breaks everything

Shadow is his step-brother

Warriors

Fashion design major

Joined Legend and Ravio's lease at the last minute because of stuff that happened between him and his other roommates

Has a restraining order against Cia and doesn't talk to Lana

Is currently dating Artemis, a fashion merchandising major

Met Legend when Legend was doing fashion design. No one knows how they're friends. They fight all the time.

Legend forced him to make his own radio show when Wild roped Legend into doing the Jaded Boys. So now Warriors has a show called Wednesday With Warriors

Sky

Senior aviation major

Runs The Loftwings with his fiancé, Sun, and his best friend, Groose.

Has a bad habit of sleeping through his alarm

Currently taking care of his older brother's mouthy parrot, Crimson.

Also lives with Groose and Sun

Wind

Freshman metrology major

Super friendly

Cares more about the college experience than learning

Hyrule's roommate

After Hyrule starts doing Triple Threat, Wind gets the idea to do the Wind Waker podcast with Tetra where they sing sea shanties and tell pirate stories

Spirit is his introverted cousin and he's made it his goal to get Spirit to get out more

He also does the same with Hyrule

Hyrule

Freshman undecided major

Joins Triple Threat under Wild's insistence

Very shy

Grew up in a really small town

Wind's roommate

Is regularly forced out of the dorm by Wind but prefers to just wander around town and campus

Childhood friends with Dawn

Age

Wid's twin brother who is very different from Wild

Business major, accounting minor

Dating Mipha, a senior nursing student

Rarely goes to parties, but plays damage control when Wild hosts them at their house

Does remember his and Wild's past. Wild's amnesia caused a rift to form between them for a while, but they're working on getting past that now

Was also adopted by Teba and Saki

Shadow

Four's step-brother

Vaati's his dad, but he's cut Vaati out of his life now

Theater major with a minor in set design

Got his nickname from no one being able to see him onstage when moving props around

Everyone is convinced he has some sort of magical powers

A bit shy, and a bad boy

Dating Dot

Spirit

Freshman engineering major

His roommate is Niko

Wind's introverted cousin who's often dragged out of his dorm by Wind

Would much rather spend time with construction documents than people

First

Sky's older brother who's not around a lot since he's in the military (he's a doctor)

Married to a woman named Hylia

Has a parrot named Crimson that he's trusting Sky to take care of

The Zeldas

Lullaby

Works at Kakriko Univeristy as a broadcasting professor

An old flame of Time's, but they've both moved on by now

Usually teaches upper division classes

Fable

Legend's older sister who lives in Castle City

Already graduated with a business degree

Comes around for the holidays and drops in occasionally to see how Legend's doing

Flora

Constantly overbooked with school

Double-majoring in anthropology and history

Part of hundreds of different clubs and student organizations

Hard to get a moment alone with her at all

Has recently gotten close to Rauru and Sonia, who are both anthropology students

Fauna's twin sister. Flora's younger, though

Dusk

Political science major

Knows Twilight through Midna but since Twi and Midna broke up, Dusk doesn't really talk to Twilight anymore

Roommates with Midna and Artemis

Dot

Political science major and Four's childhood friend

Hopes to get into law school one day

Dating Shadow (her dad isn't too happy about this)

Lives with Aurora and Dawn and used to be roommates with Aurora when they were in the dorms

Artemis

Fashion merchandising major

Warriors' girlfriend

Used to also be his housemate, but after things happened with Cia and Lana she moved in with Midna and Dusk

Still occasionally talks to Lana

Sun

Senior aviation major and Sky's fiancé

Runs The Loftwings with Sky and Groose

Also lives with Sky and Groose

Appears to be very level-headed on the outside, but is secretly kind of crazy

Tetra

Ecology major with a minor in biology

Eventually becomes close friends with Wind

Roommates with Phantom and they get along like fire and gasoline

(seriously do not let either of those girls near a lighter... or boxing gloves)

Part of the Wind Waker podcast with Wind

Aurora

Senior political science major

She, Dot, and Dawn live together

Dawn is her younger sister

Is going to move to Castle City after graduation

Refuses to go home after having a horrible falling out with her brother

Dawn

Freshman early childhood education major

Wants to teach kindergarten and preeschool one day

Lives with her older sister, Aurora, and Aurora's roommate, Dot

Doesn't plan on returning to her hometown either

Childhood friends with Hyrule

Fauna

Flora's twin sister who's majoring in engineering and minoring in biology

Best friends with Purah and Impa

Closer to Age than Wild, but she's in a lot of classes with Wild

It is a horrible idea to leave her, Purah, and Wild alone in a room together

Has a cat named Terrako, who hates everyone except for her

Her father puts a lot of pressure on both her and Flora, but Fauna feels it the most since she's the oldest

Phantom

Freshman communications major

Tetra's roommate

She looks like any old upperclass girl but she is always ready to throw hands

Somehow becomes friends with Spirit

Hylia

First's wife who's a doctor at a local hospital

Keeps an eye out for Sky even though she knows he doesn't really need it

Will bring Sky and his friends food and snacks

Absolutely willing to drive Sky and his friends home when none of them can drive

Very motherly and open

Some Others:

Malon

Time's wife who's a zoology professor

Twilight has started a protection squad for her (all the Links are part of it. Even Time)

Everyone loves her

Ravio:

Legend's partner

Business major

Has a bird named Sheerow who poops everywhere

Despite this he is the cleanest one in the apartment

Constantly roping Legend into new business ideas

Used to run a shop out of his and Legend's dorm room when they lived in the dorms together. Legend's pretty sure it was against the rules. Ravio doesn't care

Acts greedy, but is actually living off his loans

Never goes home. He goes over Legend's Uncle's house for holidays now.

His younger sister, Hilda, often sleeps over and Legend and Ravio's

Has a horrible relationship with his father, Yuga

Sidon, Mipha, Revali, Yunobo:

Wild's housemates alongside Twilight and Age

Revali claims he's the only reason the house hasn't burned down

Revali is also one of Teba and Saki's adopted children, and had a bit of a superiority complex over being adopted first (he was there first) when they were kids. He's gotten better, but he's still a bit of a jerk to Wild. He and Age have bonded over Wild constantly giving them heart attacks

Sidon is a sophomore political science major who is super friendly, but has a hard time stopping conversations. Head over heels for his girlfriend, Yona. Is also super tall and often mistaken for being the older sibling

Mipha is a senior nursing student. Sidon's older sister, Age's girlfriend. If there's a medical emergency, chances are the Links are calling Mipha first even though they really should go to the hospital instead

Revali is a senior aviation major and hopes to join the air force after college to "get away from the filth" (meaning Age and Wild. He would never call Tulin filth)

Yunobo is a sophomore geoscience major. Works at his grandpa's coffee shop, Goron City Coffee

Urbosa, Daruk, Riju:

Urbosa is Riju's aunt and and mother figure to Flora and Fauna. She lives in Castle City, but often comes to Kakariko to give guest lectures. She's a businesswoman

Daruk is Yunobo's grandpa who owns Goron City Coffee. He often lets the radio host events at his coffee shop, and acts like a father figure for Wild's friend group

Riju is a freshman business major who wants to be like her aunt, Urbosa. Flora and Fauna see her as their younger sister.

Teba, Saki, Tulin:

Revali was adopted first, then Age and Wild

Teba is retired from being in the military

Saki teaches private singing lessons

Tulin is the Baby of the family and is in middle school. He is an absolute terror. Never let Wild babysit him, they will both get into trouble. Tulin is everyone's favorite and Tulin will use that to his advantage

Ilia:

Twilight's friend who helps run the Helpful Paws club

She has a huge crush on Twilight but doesn't want to overstep, especially after the bad break up with Midna

Rusl, Uli, Colin:

Twilight's family in Ordon who adopted him when he was about 8

Colin's just starting high school and is dealing with a lot of bullying, so he calls Twilight often for help

Rusl is a detective, but he's on paternity leave right now since Uli just had their daughter

Grandpa Smith:

Four and Shadow's grandpa

Took them both in after their mother died and Vaati went to prison

Four was usually a good kid, but Shadow was a little terror

Lives in Kakariko City so he gets to see his boys often

Cia and Lana:

Twins who both had huge crushes on Warriors

Cia got jealous when Wars started dating Lana

Cia is a psychology major, but now is largely known as the campus creep

Lana was a fashion design major, but changed schools after the drama with Warriors happened

Groose:

Sky and Sun's roommate and fellow host of The Loftwings

Proudly boasts that he's their best man

Also a senior aviation major

[tgmsunmontue]

I'd know you anywhere - 3/5

Set when Hangman first meets Rooster. Bradley and Bradford Bradshaw are twins. Most people know this. Some people need to be brought up to speed. Quickly.

Explicit out the gate. Also an everyone is alive AU because I need the softness when I’ve got two other fics on the go with DADT and canon deaths.

ONE TWO

PART THREE

                Jake gets used to it, the purely professional interactions he has with Bradshaw. Theres none of the playful banter he remembers from their first meeting, or the flirty looks. Bradshaw’s eyes just pass over him like nothing ever happened and he hates it. Hates that Bradshaw is also a damned find aviator, matching Jake up in the air and whooping with joy. He compliments Jake on his flying and Jake just smiles tightly and nods, can’t bring himself to say anything, worried he might start spitting poison. They have to work together. He can be professional even if it’s killing a little part of him inside.

                Everyone calls him Roo, even though his helmet has Kangaroo on it. Someone calls him BradBrad and gets an eyeroll in response, a punch to the arm. Jake calls him Bradshaw and gets Seresin in response with a range of polite to friendly but nothing else. Ever. Jake lets the annoyance and bitterness fester a little, but Bradshaw is just so friendly, and well liked and he still finds himself liking him and wishing things were different.

…            …            …

                Bradford laughs and rolls his eyes at the anecdote Lee is telling him. They don’t usually talk much, just send memes back and forth and argue through their phones, save their bitching and moaning for when they’re in person, which is going to be soon. He’s close to being finished with his current deployment, spirits are high with only days until they make landfall and everyone is making plans for their leave. He’s in the rec room finalizing his and Lee’s plans to surprise their parents for their thirtieth wedding anniversary. Something Ice and Mav have been helping them plan for nearly a year, and he knows Ice has pulled strings to ensure that both he and Lee are on leave and returning to their home port for ease of logistics.

                A small group of other aviators enter the rec-room and he sits up from where he’s been lying on of the sofa, doesn’t want to seem like he’s hogging all the space, or that they’re unwelcome. He’s not on the phone with anyone he needs privacy for.

                “Just chatting with my little brother.”

                “Fuck off!” Lee says through the phone and Ford laughs again, spots the wince on Seresin’s face and holds back his own annoyance. He’s given up trying to figure him out or make friends. Some people just aren’t interested.

                “You may be older but I’m definitely bigger.”

                “Yeah, a bigger jerk.”

                “Whatever. I’ll see you next week.”

 …           …            …

                He relaxes into the comfort of their shared apartment, glad to be back in a familiar space. Hugs Lee, glad to see him. They have dangerous jobs and neither of them take for granted the event of coming home safe. They order takeout, settle on the sofa with a couple of beers. When they were younger they always had to have dinner with their parents their first night back, but now their mom has seemed to accept they’ll both be in far better moods if they’re allowed to catch up with each other first if and when the rare occurrence of them both coming off deployment happens at the same time. He’s recounting something, a training exercise, using the little model planes they’ve had since they were kids when he mentions who he was flying with.

                “Wait. You were deployed with Jake?”

                “Uh. Hangman? Yeah. Him and hundreds of others. That guy does not like me…”

                “What do you mean?”

                “Uh. He doesn’t like me? I never asked him why, just… He was fine. Professional. He didn’t mention knowing you.”

                “Oh my god…”

                “What?”

                “I… I had sex with him.”

                Bradford stares at him, processing the words.

                “You slept with Hangman?”

                “Yeah.”

                “Wait. You slept with a guy without doing the whole dinner and dates first?”

                “Fuck off Ford…”

                “Oookay… what the fuck?” Ford asks, because Lee and him banter and take the shit out of each other plenty, but this is hurt Lee, angry Lee, the one that lashes out with his barbed tongue and then has to apologize and grovel later. Ford is generally far more even-keeled and calm, but he’s usually the one that enjoys the no-strings attached sex.

                “He ghosted me.”

                “He ghosted you? When did all this go down?”

                “Right before you left,” Lee mutters. Bradford feels a sinking sensation in his stomach. Oh shit… “He just… blanked me. Didn’t answer my messages and then blocked my number.”

                “Hahaha…” Ford laughs nervously. “Uh. Did you tell him you had a brother? A twin?”

                “I know you think you’re the center of the universe, but no, I don’t make a habit of talking about you to the guys I sleep with.”

                Bradford pulls a face, because yeah, he gets that. However Lee doesn’t make a habit of sleeping with guys he’s just met, so most of them hear about him during dinner conversations. At least… this has never happened before. Not this. Fuck. He needs to come clean.

                “So… I think I may have fucked this up for you.”

                “What?”

                “Uh. Well. Firstly, not on purpose or anything. I had no idea. Seresin approached me the morning we had breakfast with Mav and Ice…”

                “You mean that morning you went to the gym without me?”

                “Yeah. Because you got home at ass o’clock, out most of the night getting your dick sucked apparently!”

                Lee is glaring at him but Bradford just shrugs and makes a what are you going to do gesture, because he knows he has tone. Asshole. But he’s still his brother. He’ll make this right.

                “What did you say to him?”

                “Nothing. And I think that might actually be the issue. If he thought you were going to do your whole romance thing –”

                “I was!”

                “Yeah, of course you were. But I had no fucking clue who he was so I just… said something about flying with him –”

                “Oh my god, you didn’t…”

                “Well I didn’t know you’d slept with him!”

                “Shit.”

                “I’ll make this right. Trust me.”

                “Wait. What are you going to do?”

                “Tell him we’re twins obviously. It’s not rocket science Lee.”

                “Tell him? How?”

                “Are you serious right now? With words. I’ll talk to him.”

                “I can talk to him! Explain!”

                “No. You’ll either get angry over something stupid, or make him angry. Let me find out where he’s staying.”

                Lee hovers the whole time, but Ford’s in touch with most of the squadron and finds out where Seresin is staying, base accommodation because this clearly isn’t home for him. That’s okay, it’s close enough. He gathers up his jacket and keys, is pulling his shoes on when Lee suddenly realizes he’s going somewhere.

                “Where are you going?”

                “We went over this. I’m going to talk to him. I’ve got his number but he already blocked you so I don’t think that’ll work…”

                “He hasn’t blocked you though.”

                “Lee. He thinks I am you. He’s going to think you changed your number so you could call him after… not acknowledging that you slept together for four fucking months. Oh my god… I can’t believe I’m going to do this.”

                “I’m coming with you.”

                “Yeah. Fine. Whatever. But you’re staying in the car until I’ve talked to him.”

                “Why can’t we just both go to the door?”

                “Ambush him? Yeah. Cause that’s a great approach.”

                Lee is scrambling for his own shoes, pulling on one of their dad’s old Hawaiian shirts rather than a jacket and Ford just shakes his head. No accounting for taste.

…            …            …

                It’s after nine o’clock so the knock on his door is surprising. It’s obviously someone with security clearance, but he isn’t expecting anyone. Is already dressed for bed, so tempted to simply not answer, but then the knocking happens again and he huffs out a breath, moves to the door to open it and blinks in surprise.

                “Bradshaw. What… are you doing here?”

                “Hey. Seresin.”

                The guy looks a little spooked and Jake crosses his arms over his chest. They aren’t friends, aren’t anything, and he sure as hell isn’t a booty call, no matter how good the sex was. He’s effectively been ignored the last four months, and he’s not going to simply forget that.

                “I need to talk to you about something. You got a moment?”

                “No. It’s late,” Jake says, and he starts closing the door but Bradshaw sticks his foot out like the dickhead he is and Jake would kick him but he’s in bare feet.

                “Yeah. Sorry about that. But look, I really think you’re going to want to hear what I have to say,” Bradshaw starts, and Jake is still scowling and trying to push the door shut. Bradshaw is just as strong though, leaning his body against it almost calmly. Fucker. “I have a brother. A twin brother. Identical.”

                Jake pauses briefly, it’s a novel excuse but he’s certain that’s all it is, because why would he be here alone if he actually had a twin brother. He must look angry, because Bradshaw is leaning back, like he’s worried Jake might punch him.

                “Fuck off. Stop making excuses and just leave me the fuck alone.”

                “Oh. Okay. You don’t believe me. Wait… I can prove it. Let me show you some photos.”

                That makes Jake pause again and Bradshaw goes for his phone, quickly unlocking it and opening the album, and then he’s passing it to him.

                “That’s from tonight. We had to send a selfie to our parents.”

                Holy shit.

                “Holy shit…”

                They are identical. He zooms in, and there are some little differences but they could totally pass as each other if they were apart, or in uniform, or someone didn’t know there were two of them walking around. He looks up at the second Bradshaw in front of him and now that he knows he’s pretty sure he’s going to be able to tell them apart easily. If he gets to see Bradley again. Shit. He blocked him.

                “So, you’re not Bradley. What’s your name then?”

                “Bradford.”

                Jake can’t help but pull a face, getting a flashback to when Bradley had told him his name.

                “Your parents called you Bradley and Bradford Bradshaw?”

                “I know. We both know. Trust me.”

                “Where’s Bradley?”

                “Hopefully in the car where I left him…”

FOUR

[crazylittlejester]

Daily brainrot and today I've got a load of headcanons I've been mulling over because they won't leave me alone.

I know we've all done a college AU at some point in our lives, but I was up at like 3 am last night debating over which academia aesthetic each Link embodies because I may have spent way too much time on the aesthetics wiki recently. Did I procrastinate for an hour to work on this? Yes. I have no regrets. YOLO and all that.

Sky -- Definitely has light academia vibes. The man does not own a single dark piece of clothing, and everything in his closet is very soft and cozy. He double majored in aviation and environmental science, but he's debating transferring over to the biology department to pursue grad studies in ornithology.

Time -- He is not in charge of his own wardrobe, okay? Malon picks out his outfits. They match. It's always something tasteful and neutral with a little bit of color, but nothing that marks him as belonging to academia. He's part of the philosophy department and a strict teacher, but the students all love him because he genuinely wants them to do well and lets them know. Most of his work is writing for philosophy journals when he isn't teaching.

Legend -- Has more of a general/miscellaneous aesthetic that leans hard into gender non-conformity. He takes his work with him everywhere and whenever someone asks about it, it goes completely over their heads because they have no idea what he's talking about. There's an ongoing bet about whether his dissertation is about linguistics, sociology, or both.

Hyrule -- I don't think there's a word for his aesthetic, he just gives off "outdoors creature" vibes so hard. He's a cryptid and rarely in the classroom because he's always out doing field work. The most human contact he has is outreach programs with the environmental science and biology departments. No one knows exactly what his grad work is supposed to be because it's incomprehensible combinations of wildlife photos half the time and the other half the time he's off the grid.

Twilight -- This is what happens when cowboys and gothic academia have a kid. It's really freaking weird, but somehow he makes it work, so nobody questions it. He technically works for the agricultural department doing research and outreach programs, but he also haunts the English department and occasionally teaches 100 level literature classes online. The freshmen like him because he rounds grades up.

Four -- An unholy combination of academia and his unique color coding system. You don't know what you're getting until he shows up. He generally wears neutral stuff, but his socks and ties are color coded, much to everyone's chagrin. He's got multiple projects going at any given time and helps out the other departments when they get stuck on details. He's really cagey about his dissertation, but he practically lives in the science & engineering building, so he can't exactly deny that he's doing something in STEM.

Wind -- He tried being fashionable, but as soon as he decided to major in oceanography he was swept away by ocean academia. The amount of blue clothing he has is frankly horrifying, and Warriors is trying to get him to branch out into less garish shades of gray and stop wearing almost exclusively rubber boots as footwear. It's a work in progress.

Warriors -- I think he'd fall under general or queer academia because he'd be fashionable in a mostly-normal-but-also-queer sort of way. Stylish, and fruity. Definitely prefers autumn/winter because that's peak scarf season. He's the kind of guy who manages to casually slip representation into any curriculum you hand him and makes it look natural. He got an assistantship with the history department because the professors love him.

Wild -- 100% chaotic academia and doesn't even have to try. Everything is a mess, but it's his mess, he knows exactly where everything is, and to be honest it's not a safety hazard, so it's fine. Besides, he dresses appropriately for department events, and he's the only grad student that Flora hasn't scared off. No one actually knows which department he belongs to, but he knows something about everything.

IM SO FUCKING OBSESSED WITH THIS YOU HAVE NO IDEA

THESE ARE SO PERFECT AND YOU’RE SO RIGHT ABOUT THEM ALL I LOVE THESE SO MUCH IM SHAKIN EM AROUND LIKE A JAR OF MARBLES

[attapullman]

OOOOH HERE WE GO, I LOVE POSITIVITY NIGHT

Thank you and i love you so much ❤️❤️

@sebsxphia : to you Sebbie for your unfaltering kindness and passion, you're the nicest person we can imagine ❤️ thank you for always being here for our thoughts and for welcoming them with your shine ❤️❤️

@sometimesanalice : Alexa, thank you for your fics and writings! They're so incredibly good, just like you are. So nice and encouraging and full of passion. We need more people like you on the internet ❤️❤️ thank you again for all of your kind words. They mean the world to me. You're a writing inspiration.

@withahappyrefrain I mean!! Of course thank to you ❤️❤️ Abby, you're always here to share some AMAZING writings, and we're so thankful for it!! You're an amazing writer. And you're extremely nice and encouraging ❤️ and you're such a writing inspiration, whether it's Peter or TGM, i wanna have a brain like you plz (plz more Lana pics or I won't survive)

@sailor-aviator : Liz!!! You, AU queen. I love how you're the embodiment of ADHD, (which makes me relate) especially around the whole TGM universe. You have created so many stories and worlds that makes me escape, which is very needed. I love you so much. Thank for this ❤️❤️

@teacupsandtopgun Beth!! I love you so so so much. We bonded over Vampire Javy but I think we passed that and became online friends! I love you, your stories, your words, your messages.. i love you ❤️🥰💕💜

@delopsia for being the absolute legend of the fandom with so many gifs, incredible stories with lore and details, a passion that very few conveys like you. Thank you for your incredible work ❤️

@fairyheart for being the best reader a writer could ever ask for. I promise, i will finish this fic for you 💜

And to you Morgan, for changing my brain chemistry with neighbor Bob, and well, all your fics truly. As I've said, I've read them multiples times and it still feels like a brand new read each time. So incredible. 💜💕. I wish I could write as well as you. For your kidness, and fun, and overrall being you 🫶💜❤️💝🕊💜🥰

(I know i have forgotten so many people, i'm so sorry, i'm awful at these, I try to remember as many people as I can. But know that you're in my heart 💜💝❤️)

So many amazing shoutouts! Big love to everyone mentioned 💖 and to you, Léa, thank you for always being such a delight in my notifs! I smile every time I see your name!

POSITIVITY NIGHT ✨

[the-whispers-of-death]

So I thought I'd make a fun little post about all of the original thoughts about my OCs when I created them that aren't part of their character/background now.

Y'all already know I contemplated having Stone being 6'8" & Kali at 6'6". (Someone tell me not to change their heights around, because I'm really seriously contemplating it and you know I don't have much restraint.)

Sarabi was originally single when he first appeared in my mind, but I just had him married to Kevin when writing "Survivor's Guilt/Blood-stained Hands" because I had originally thought I wasn't going to make the rest of The Lions actual OCs.

Simba was originally going to be younger than Nala, hence why I sometimes write him as a little more childish (I guess is the right term) than how Nala acts.

Ladder came to creation when I was daydreaming about 6'8" Stone and so she was originally going to be 4'8", which is the minimum height for women in the Navy. It was supposed to her and Stone being the on opposite sides of the height range for soldiers in the Navy and I probably would've kept her at 4'8" if Stone had been 6'8" at the time.

Heartthrob was actually originally a Sergeant (don't know if anyone remembers me talking about The Tigers originally) and he was originally two years younger than Sarabi, Kali, & Stone. I changed it because I really do see Stone as someone for goes for his age or older and not anyone younger (even if there's only a two-year difference).

I contemplated making Hellstorm a base librarian. I had no idea what the hell his job in the military was going to be until I made the character introduction post for the High School Teacher AU (I still haven't finished the first part of that AU, RIP) and wrote him being a retired naval aviator (they're all retired soldiers in that AU).

Cerberus was originally going to Manish Joshi-Kaur (Stone's half-brother) and it was going to be like "Oh everyone thought he was deceased, but he was actually held in captivity and just presumed to be dead." But I changed it because with the way the timeline matched up with when all of Stone's half-siblings were born, Manish would've been the same age as Ladder & Cerberus was originally used to be eventually romantically with Simba.

This made me realize that I still have yet to post Cerberus' basic info post and so y'all don't even know he's the same age as Simba or that Cerberus isn't Manish Joshi-Kaur, but whatever. I'm holding onto that post until Sarabi's birthday post that's coming in two days.

[nimuetheseawitch]

director’s commentary: experts in a dying field

Alright, time to dig in. I saw this ask and set the scene for myself by brewing a cup of (decaf) English breakfast, pulling up my laptop, and putting on Glenn Gould's recording of Bach's Well-Tempered Clavier, Books I & II. To add to the academic vibes, there's even a fireplace and ivy in this room.

I'm going to start with my notes doc and then reread the fic and write anything that comes to mind, so it's probably gonna be long, and I'm putting it all under a cut.

I just opened my notes doc for this fic/series, and of course, the first thing I see is copy-pasted notes from conversations with you. This is how it all began:

nimuetheseawitch: I want a Jake as a math professor AU  A little OOC, but I want him to not be aware of how attractive he is  He wanted to be a naval aviator, but something uncontrollable stopped him (like him being colorblind or something), and he was a scrawny kid in high school, then a math major, and he never got over thinking of himself as a nerd  hero-in-waiting: Ooooo. Maybe he had some bad teenage years and went into math and never really realized he grew up well.  nimuetheseawitch: He is cocky about his math though  Very Jeff Goldblum in Jurassic Park and Independence Day kind of cocky  

I managed to hash out all the broad strokes in that conversation. My favorite thing that didn't make it into the fic was your suggestion that Bradley does a spot on NPR. It is my headcanon for the fic, but it never made sense to mention.

Alright, reread time!

First thing I want to talk about is imagining Jake with glasses. Vests, rolled up shirt sleeves, occasional sweaters, glasses! Indiana Jones when he's teaching style. He does not realize how many of his students are hopelessly in love with him. I imagine half of why his whole thing with Bradley stirs up the rumor mill is that students are desperate to know more about both of them.

I just love them as ex-husbands.

I had planned on saying something about Wells being eccentric to explain why he used "Merlin," but I never did.

I definitely tried to set up Jake as ridiculously competitive and a little bit petty where Bradley is concerned because neither of them is really handling the whole being at the same university thing in the most mature manner. And also because I love for them to be asshole4asshole.

Amelia! I'm so glad I aged her up and threw her into the middle of this. I didn't want to make any of the Daggers Jake's TA, and I wanted someone to bridge between the college rumor mill and Jake's relative isolation in his department, and I think I fit her quite well into the small amount of space available in Jake and Javy's codependent friendship. Also, I always need Javy to have someone to commiserate with.

Man, so much of this story is pulling from my own academic experiences. I don't know if it resonates with anyone else, but the pub scene takes me back every time I read it. Cheese curds, beer, and the faint smell of wet wool from the snow melting on everyone's discarded outerwear.

I love the conspiracy board.

I also love Amelia roasting Jake. He needs it.

This is possibly my favorite line I have ever written (even though I love the 'stache): “All he would tell me is that you have a quote ‘mysterious and tragic history’ with him. When I asked him to elaborate, he followed up with ‘have you seen Bradshaw’s mustache? The mystery is why anyone would allow that kind of tragedy within 10 feet of them.’ He was absolutely no help.”

I didn't get into it too much, but Jake really tries to avoid thinking about how much he misses being married to Bradley. Because when it was good, it was really good. Even though it's been about 2 years, he still feels the ghost of his wedding band on his ring finger. He learned how to be Bradley's husband, and it's hard to unlearn that.

I would love to explore Bob more. Bob POV on wtf is going on between Bradshaw and Seresin. Bob, who has a background in cryptography and knows all the gossip, and who Jake is definitely actually going to become friends with once he stops spending all his energy on avoiding Bradley and proving himself (so, basically after he gets approved for tenure).

Amelia should, in every universe, think Bradley's flirting is dumb.

Jake is all thrown off by Bradley and tries to set boundaries (calling him Dr. Bradshaw, communicating via official email and office phone) and then goes and recommends a restaurant he knows Bradley will like. He just isn't capable of forgetting how well he knows Bradley. And Bradley is over here desperately grasping at any possible opening while also pretending he's Totally Normal about Ice visiting. Pierogi are a step too far.

Chana masala is always good.

Bradley and Jake are really, really bad at keeping the personal and the professional separate. Absolutely hopeless.

I have such a soft spot for both Jewish!Jake and Jewish!Ice. And I'm so soft for Bradley connecting with Jake about something that reminds him so much of the familly he's pushed away.

I feel like Javy coming over to take care of Jake is part of a pattern that defines their friendship - they each will drop everything to be there for each other.

Bradley may not have his shit together, but Jake, hon, your shit is also not together. I would love to write a follow-up where Jake figures his shit out and makes things work with Bradley.

Also, part of Bradley getting his shit together is also backing off a little on trying to get back together with Jake. The hot and cold thing really wan't working for either of them.

To finish things off, here are some of the random bits I have floating around in my notes doc that may, someday, become something more:

Early relationship: Bradley whispering into the dark, "I feel like I can tell you anything."  Falling apart: Jake breaking down a bit and saying "I feel like you never tell me anything."  

I really like this line, and I have nowhere to put it yet:

But you were so stuck in the past that you never let us have a future. 

Possible follow up fic ideas:

5 times they kissed goodbye and the time they didn't - prequel that explores how their relationship changed from dating to marriage to long distance to divorce

5 times Jake started things all wrong and the time he got it right - getting back together (Bradley won't settle for just a hookup) 

Thanks for the ask - it was a lovely way to spend my evening. I wrote way, way more than I expected to. This AU makes me really happy.

[kimbapisnotsushi]

omg hiiiiii xxx same semi anon from like a month ago it’s great to see u again

currently planning a stz pokemon au where they’re all gym leaders of a region - little stuck on some of the types if u had any hcs ? taking suggestions from anyone in replies as well 🙏🙏

essentially i have semi as ghost for plot reasons, shirabu as steel and ushi as dragon + also the champion. and the rest (+ jin) Slightly more stuck ? keep flipping between tendou as psychic (but there’s not good pokemon that fit for a team imo) or fire cause of the hair. yamagata also works as fire potentially

would love to hear ur thoughts u always have genuinely the best takes on these guys. and if u don’t know pokemon so sorry LMAO

oh my god semi anon you have no idea how much i LOVE pokemon!!! i've got my own au in the works for them, and i always enjoy seeing other people's takes on what a pokemon au would look like!! also, i'm assuming this is sort of like a brand-new region and thus teams aren't limited to what would typically be region-locked pokemon, which would make forming them waaaaaaay easier.

i do really like the idea of tendou being a psychic-type or fire-type expert!!! if you really want to throw a curveball and have tendou do something unpredictable--which i also think is very tendou-like--then i think fairy would be a good specialty for him, too, if you don't like the psychic or fire options for his team (of which we have a few options here--i think delphox or darmanitan could work as his main partner if he was either a psychic or fire expert, and galarian rapidash would work for psychic or fairy, too. fairy would also give you great options for a team overall because i personally think tendou would enjoy having a tinkaton and/or grimmsnarl on his side). generally, though, since tendou tends to be a wild card, i think you could go any type and have it make sense for him in the end LMAO.

if you decide to go down the fire path for tendou, that would leave yamagata in a hard place, it sounds like. i do think he'd be a cool fire-type expert--i can totally see a lot of them being on his team and as his main. if not, though, i think yamagata would be a great fighting or rock! if he had a lycanroc for his main/on his team, he'd take it out for jogs and play fetch with it, like, all the time. blaziken or infernape would also work for a fighting or fire team, or maybe hariyama.

if you end up not liking psychic for tendou, i think kawanishi would be a great psychic-type expert instead! ice and dark are also really fitting for him, i feel like. i could totally see him with a gardevoir or a gallade as a main, maybe an umbreon for dark and a glalie or frosmoth for ice. quiet, yes, but strong in his own right. pokemon who get him just as much as he gets them. the umbreon would curl up to take naps with him, and the gardevoir or gallade would know how he feels without him having to say it or show it on his face. they'd be good for him as a trainer and as a person.

reon, to me, would make a great normal or flying type expert. he'd be really cool with a noivern or a braviary as his main, maybe a sawsbuck on his team too if you're sticking with normal types. but i just have this image of him inside my head soaring on the back of the braviary with one of those aviator-themed outfits that some of the flying type leaders have!! he'd look really good in it imo, and i can also totally see him in that outfit against a dramatic backsplash of a susnet, arm outstretched for a bird to land on.

goshiki . . . a little bit more difficult. but i think he'd be a great poison or electric type expert, mostly becuase i know his path towards becoming that would be full of either accidentally poisoning or electrocuting himself. but he'd keep going, and that's what we love about him!! i can totally see him loving trubbish during a time when everyone makes fun of trubbish, and they make a vow to become the best together and show everyone or something. toxicroak would be another good one for him--a pokemon that tends to keep its cool while goshiki is floundering. luxray would also be a good one for that if you want to go down the electric route. if you want one to match goshiki's energy, i think electivire would be a really funny main for him in that case--baby goshiki and his elekid just sounds so cute.

and jin my beloved. if you leave flying for reon, then jin could totally be a normal type expert! i think he'd be great with a stoutland as his main. i also think he could be a grass type expert--he gives off those vibes to me for some reason. i can see him with a tangrowth, decidueye, or a tropius as his main/on his team being a grass-type expert. little jin with a rowlet trying to tackle the world sounds adorable to me, and i think they could grow into a really powerful team that many would underestimate when just initially looking at jin.

aaaaaand i think that's everyone covered!!! thanks for the ask anon, that was so much fu nand i'm always happy to discuss these things!! i hope this helps you in figuring things out, and feel free to drop by whenever!!!

[withahappyrefrain]

Positivity night can’t continue without giving a shoutout to @sailor-aviator @goldenseresinretriever @teacupsandtopgun @horseshoegirl

Wickett was the first one to turn me around on OC. Her beautiful story “Damn Those Dog Tags” came at a time where I had lost my grandpa. Her story about learning to live with your grief and embracing it rather than running away from it found me at a time where I refused to acknowledge mine. It has helped me immensely and every chapter is like a love letter. I cry, i giggle and i blush. It also helps that we got a sexy Jake Seresin who was doing his best to get Liz to be his and who acknowledged that he needed to change and grow for the better. Plus she gave us an adorable little bug that makes me question my decision to not have kids. I am so sad that their story is coming to an end soon, but I am BEYOND excited to see what else she comes up with.

Beth’s story of Jake and Felicity has captivated me ever since I finally started reading it. Flick is such an amazing strong as hell character and I want to be her so bad. So confident, hilarious, smart and just…10/10 I’m obsessed with her. Reading her relationship with Jake flourish has been an absolute delight. Another favorite part of her story is Jake’s background!! You don’t normally get to see male characters be victims of emotional and psychological abuse, and while it has been absolutely heartbreaking learning what Jake had to go through…it just means his love and trust towards felicity is real and strong. His character development makes me want to cry in the best way. I love these two so much and their story and I just want to give everyone a hug.

Ruthie’s story of the San Diego Daggers has me on a chokehold currently. The way that she has me rooting so fucking hard for Jake and Bugs is actually embarrassing. Bug’s story while it remains a mystery tug at my heartstrings because I just know that she is trying her best, and just wants to do what she loves, which is sports medicine. Also Bugs is so fucking funny (running over Mav, complimenting Jake on his tits) her banter between characters has me dying of laughter and also crying. Crying because once we learned how Jake was betrayed and played by his old team? Girl. As someone who trusted a sports coach many many many years ago, whose actions only put me in an incredible dark and depressive state…it hurts. Because these are the people you trust with your well being. Anyway, the team dynamic is just too incredible and while they are still a new team, you can tell they have each others backs. I cant wait to read more of her work as well as Jake and Bug’s relationship (if I ever stop blushing from their flirting)

Now on to my dear dear Liz. What can I say about Liz that I haven’t said before. It all started with Jake Seresin as an outlaw in the old wild west and a little character named Scout whose storyline hit close to home. I mean what’s not to love about it?! But then she introduced us to Bob, Bradley, Birdie and Bunny and let me tell you I’ve been a goner and a fan ever since. Her ability to build the worlds in her stories by using history and fantasy is unmatched. Her gals are so unique, strong and hella smart all in their own ways. Every chapter she posts leaves me running to her DMs and to a long ass Reblog where I just vomit all my feelings. Her other stories Fool’s Fare and Meet Me At The Sea currently also have me on a chokehold and i day dream about them constantly. I know I said this already…but Liz’s storytelling is so fantastic and she’s so incredible at incorporating magic and fantasy aspects that continue to make me cry and beg for more. Liz never sleeps and is always down to explore Drabbles, constantly asks us for our opinions and is always down to try new and different AUs. I just love her so much. Also if you haven’t yet, check out her OG work, it made me cry and it’s just so good about exploring what makes us human and why as humans we need to preserve and learn from history’s

There’s so many more authors that I love and adore as well as their work, but just wanted to give a shout out to them. I’m forever grateful that I found people just as obsessed about these actors and characters. It makes me feel so validated. Anyway love you all!!

This is such a sweet, wonderful shout out!!!! I cannot wait to dive into their writing? ♥️♥️

[seekers-who-are-lovers]

Island in the Sun

Note: Always indebted to @flashfictionfridayofficial so glad that it exists. Once again here’s my entry for this week’s prompt An eternal summer #FFF197 to dabble on my head canons. In my universe, people like Shigeki Suwa should pay for the consequences. Lily’s image doesn’t exist. Episode 12 doesn’t exist (don’t get me wrong I love it.). AU-Canon divergence.

Fandom: Buddy Daddies

Characters: Rei Suwa, Kazuki Kurusu, Miri Unasaka, Karin Izumi

Pairing: Kazurei established (Kurusu Kazuki/Suwa Rei)

Words: 778

Rating: T

Rei has never been on a French beach. But like they say, there is always a first time for everything.

Unfolding himself from the car, the first thing that hits him is the blinding sun in spite of his aviators. As soon as he puts his feet down, white sand fills its way immediately into his footwear. It is a pair of camouflage flip-flops Miri has chosen for him when he and Kazuki casually browsed the Rakuzon website months ago for their impending escape along with the midnight-blue beach shorts that he is wearing right now.

He can taste the salt in the sea breeze blowing his jet-black hair gently. It is dry and humid, and he cannot say if he likes the temperature at all, so he lets his ebony vest open refusing to shed it off. Using a walking stick on a beach is not practical but needs must.

“Not too fast, Rei, your wounds!” Kazuki, freshly tanned, calls out. To hell with my wounds, Rei thinks, the bandages on my legs are gone. He limps his way to the shore ignoring Kazuki’s pleas. Exactly three months and a half ago, they were still in Japan and got involved in a car accident where the three of them supposedly died. In this “bad business” meeting different sorts of people is usual like the one-eyed supplier of cadavers. God knows the methods Rei used to ensure the man’s silence.

Now, they are on an island called Groix in Brittany, walking along its coast and renting a house on a cliff. Rei was in a coma for a week and after that 16 days in a rehabilitation center, while Kazuki arranged their new life in France with the assistance of his sister-in-law, Karin.

His rumination stops as the right car door slams and Miri comes out. The child is wearing the biggest black sunglasses Rei has ever seen on a human face. Her summer hat can’t keep still on her head. Kazuki makes a fuss about the yellow ribbon that is quite not attached to it. She insisted on donning her uneven black-striped swimsuit an hour ago inside the car.

Rei thinks he must commend their five-year-old daughter’s toughness. She’s been braving the long stretches of journey, and abrupt and lightning-speed changes in their lifestyle, at times violent, ever since leaving their country and her newfound friends.

Trailing behind them is Karin, who their child finds attached to each day the longer the young woman stays with them.

“Aunt Karin is so beautiful, and she creates these pretty dresses!”

Corresponding with her secretly before the accident required too much effort even leaving Kyutaro-san out of the picture. Perhaps, they will see him again in the future and apologise to him why they left without telling him.

He takes a look at Kazuki, finds his satisfied smile as soon as the view of the beach lays out before them. The sun and the sea. An eternal summer only for the three of them. Away from everyone they refuse to see. Finally.

Miri cannot wait to dip her toes to the water. It is not as if Fukuoka doesn’t have its own beaches. Still, France is far away from Japan. The Atlantic is much colder and wilder than the Pacific Ocean.

“It is a ginormous bathtub, Papa Kazu!” Her small hand intertwines with Kazuki’s own.

“It is, yeah!” Kazuki answers with great enthusiasm. “The half-day travel was worth it, Karin. Thank you again for finding this place,” Kazuki touches her shoulder, squeezes it.

Karin, in turn, holds his brother-in-law’s hand back. She’s been their host for the duration of their house-hunting in France even willing to put her studies on hold to accommodate them.

“I am relieved that your crazy plan worked out,” she sighs.

A “mysterious hacker” turned over a huge file of classified intel that convinced the Fukuoka Prefecture police to raid the Suwa’s ancestral home. They are consequently conducting immediate arrests of the organisation members concerning a number of attacks on the civilians that has happened since the 1990s. And the final nail on the coffin? Shigeki Suwa is languishing in a jail cell awaiting sentence because of two counts of murder, including killing his ex-wife. The news has made Rei’s long-winding recuperation at the hospital worth something, but his temporary immobility is debilitating.

Still, the fight is far from over.

“We are not safe yet, Kazuki, as long as he’s alive. We are going to continue to run for our lives.” One can sense the disappointment on Rei’s voice. If he could, he himself would put the bullet on his father’s head. He’d love to see that day happen.

[icemankazansky]

I don't know how I didn't see your submission for almost two months, but I apologize. I think I may only be able to see submissions on desktop, and I don't spend a lot of time there.

This is an interesting take, although I have to say I don't entirely understand the reasoning behind it. (I mean, I accept your hypothesis and I believe that may, in fact, be the reasoning used by many people who default to government names instead of callsigns; what I don't really understand is their reasoning.) Like ... I understand that most of us have complicated feelings about the armed services, and with good reason, but like ... the amount of work and deliberate action that went into all of these people becoming pilots at this level makes looking at them as "Navy-owned" or wanting to divorce them from their jobs seem like a very shallow read of the characters that gives the author's viewpoint far more weight than that of the characters themselves.

"I'm not a teacher, Ice. I'm a fighter pilot. A naval aviator. It's not what I am; it's who I am."

Nobody who went to TOPGUN, not in the first movie, not for the mission in the second movie, got there on accident. They are career military. Most of them went to the naval academy; the rest of them were probably in NROTC starting in college if not earlier. They wanted to be fighter pilots. They wanted to be naval aviators. They worked extremely hard to get into one of the most competitive tracks in the US armed forces, and they worked even harder to become the best of those chosen few. The elite. Everyone in Maverick's class knows absolutely everything there is to know about their aircraft. Not only how to operate it, the mechanics and the theory of flying, but how much it weighs, how fast it goes. They know dead reckoning, how to calculate how far they have traveled based on where they started and how long and how fast they've flown. They do mental math at 1000mph to know how much further they can push it before they run out of fuel. They keep at top physical shape because if your cardiovascular and respiratory systems aren't working extremely well, you're not going anywhere in a fighter jet. Their lives revolve around flying, because that is where they put them into orbit.

Ignoring all that ...? It's ignoring a lot of the characters' past, motivations, and desires. I mean, that's up to you (as in one, as in not you specifically but fic writers in general) if you want to focus on something else, if you want to ignore all of that. I just don't understand that impetus. That's like writing every story as a banal AU. Which is fine. I'm just not into that. It doesn't interest me as a reader or as a writer. For me, the challenge of fanfiction is in understanding the character, getting deep enough into them to understand how and why they act and speak. But there are plenty of other reasons to write fanfiction. To each their own.

Hello Carly :)  I might offer another thought on the naming discourse, if that’s alright, though if you’re sick of it feel free to just ignore.  Please know I am not meaning to argue with anyone!  Just tossing another idea out there.  I had also noticed the divide in the naming trends, but my initial take was a bit different. I think your original post mentioned the growing trend for respect for self-naming - I thought a large part of Rooster and Hangman being dubbed Jake and Bradley in fanworks was because people didn’t see those names as ones they had chosen to take on personally.  My exceptionally limited knowledge of of callsigns is that they are kind of - bestowed upon you? by others, and my read of fans deliberately walking away from that at times was wanting to focus on the characters and the people that they are, rather than the Navy-owned version.  I kind of see fans using legal names as a form of respect from one character to another - ‘you are more than just this job, I see you as a person outside of this service’. Might be barking up the wrong tree entirely, but it’s interesting.  Even the settings of fanworks compared to those based outside the last 2 years on the 1986 Top Gun seem to have more stories written within a military setting, whereas TGM-based works seem to have a bigger slew of settings outside the Navy, the barracks, and the missions.

[gennyanydots]

Show me the way home, honey Ch. 12

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x f!reader soulamate!au

Show me the way home, masterlist

“Mmmmm morning,” Bradley says his voice sounding rougher than normal.

“Hi,” you say back. You wiggle a little bit and Bradley loosens his arms just slightly.

“What time is it?” He asks.

“I don’t know but it’s dark out,” you reply.

“It’s dark out? Fuckkkkkkk,” he groans.

“What’s that about?” You ask.

“We’re late,” he says quickly sitting up and pulling his phone out of his pocket and going through his texts. “Really late.”

“Late for what?”

“Dinner with my squad,” he says as he stands up and stretches then heads to the bathroom.

“What kind of dinner?” You ask as you get up and open your suitcase.

“Just like dinner at the bar we go to all the time,” he calls from the bathroom.

You start to look through your clothes and settle on a cute sundress your best friend packed you with some sandals and shut his bedroom door, “I’m changing!”

He comes out of the bathroom, “Aww man! I have to miss the show?”

“Play your cards right and maybe I’ll let you see later,” you say as you quickly change.

“Yesssssss!” Bradley says putting a fist in the air in triumph. “I’m holding you to that!”

You open the door, “I have no doubt that you will.”

Bradley turns and looks at you, “Woah.”

“Too much?” You ask.

“Too pretty maybe but not too much,” he says and pulls you into his arms. “I’m going to have to keep my arm around you all night so no other guy gets any ideas.”

“Nobody could steal me away from you, Brad Brad,” you say with a smile.

“I’d like to see them try,” he says and let’s go of you then grabs his keys, wallet, and phone from his nightstand. “You ready?”

You grab your purse and nod, “ Yep! Are we going to that place our friends mentioned earlier? The Hard Dick?”

“Hard Deck. It’s an aviator term. Hard Dick is what I woke up with,” he says suggestively and winks at you before grabbing your hand and heading to the door.

“Bradley Bradshaw!” You yell.

He snickers and pulls you out the front door then turns to lock it and leads you to the Bronco that he promptly unlocks and opens the passenger door for you, “You brought it up.”

“Because that’s what my friend said!” You climb in.

“And Phoenix corrected her and I corrected you and now we’re on our way,” he says and shuts you door and gets in the other side.

It doesn’t take long before you’re at the Hard Deck and Bradley parks. He once again opens your door for you and you hop out and hold your hand out for him to take.

He grins and shuts your door before grabbing your hand and leading you inside.

You’re met with quite a few shouts of, “Rooster!” as you walk through the door. You look around at the busy bar. There are cups hanging from the ceiling. A couple pool tables. Some dart boards. A bar. And lots of people. Bradley pulls you towards a pool table with some high top tables near it that a number of people are standing around.

“Hey guys. This is my soulmate, Y/N. Please be on your best behavior,” Bradley says half in true warning.

“Hey,” you say and give a little wave and everyone around you says hello back.

Bradley points to each person in turn and tells you their name, you already know there’s no way you’re going to be able to keep them all straight. You also know none of the names Bradley just told you are their real names. You make sure to remember which one is Bob however since you already knew of him and have at least texted him before. You wave at each person as Bradley introduces you.

“You sure that’s your soulmate, Bradshaw? Looks too pretty for you,” a tall light haired man says to Bradley.

Bradley’s arm wraps around your waist, “Oh I’m sure, Bagman. It’s okay to be jealous. I would be.”

You reach up and kiss his cheek then smile at him.

“Come on honey let get you a drink,” Bradley says pulling you towards the bar.

A woman bartender comes over catching Bradley’s eye, “Is this her Rooster?”

“Yeah, this is her Penny. Y/N meet Penny Benjamin,” Bradley tells you.

“Hi! It’s nice to meet you. Bradley’s told me about you,” you say to Penny.

“I would say I hope good things but I’m sure they were. Your Bradley is a good kid,” Penny says with a smile.

Bradley blushes, “Hey Penny do you know where Mav is?”

“No sweetheart I don’t. Sorry. He should turn up here soon though. What can I get you guys in the meantime?” Penny asks.

Bradley orders a beer and hands over his credit card for the tab and you order a Dirty Shirley. Penny quickly gets you both your drinks and you head back towards the pool table.

“So Bradshaw you gonna show off your pool skills for your girl tonight?“ a man with a similar mustache asks Bradley.

“Why? You in the mood to lose, Payback?” Bradley challenges.

The man ,Payback, chuckles and hands Bradley a pool stick. You awkwardly take a few steps back not wanting to be in the way. You look behind you seeing a high top table with two chairs and you sit down in one. Out of the corner of your eye you watch someone come and sit down with you at the table. You look over and see Bob with a cup of peanuts.

“Hey! How was your trip here?” Bob asks you.

“It was good. Thanks for asking! It was a really early flight which kind of sucked but the plane ride itself wasn’t too bad,” you explain.

“Early flights when you’re not used to them definitely suck,” Bob says with a nod.

“Yeah, they do. I forgot to set an alarm so thankfully my friend came over early and woke me up. Speaking of have you seen her? Or Natasha?” You ask Bob.

“I haven’t. Umm I don’t know where they are,” Bob says looking around.

“Weird,” you say pulling out your phone. You swore your friend had texted you earlier asking where you and Bradley were. You quickly check and see that you were right so you text her asking her where she’s at and put your phone away.

“So did Bradley end up beating you up that one day after we got off the phone?” You ask Bob.

He chuckles, “He did not. I’m faster than he is.”

“Glad you got away,” You say with a giggle.

“It wasn’t too tough,” Bob said with a shrug, “Peanut?”

“No thank you,” you say.

“Soooo Y/N how much is Bradshaw paying you?” The one guy from earlier ,Bagman?, said as he walked towards you.

“Well that’s not very nice, Bagman,” you say raising an eyebrow.

“Name’s hangman,” Bagman says.

“No I think I like Bagman better,” you retort.

“Whatever,” Bagman says back with a shrug, “So how much is he paying you?”

“So like are you just an asshole for fun or did mommy not love you enough?” You ask him.

Bob chokes trying not to laugh and starts coughing.

Bagman glares at you, “Figure yourself out, Baby on Board.”

You giggle, “Is it your dick? Is it small? If it’s not mommy issues it’s probably that.”

“Bradshaw, get your girl in line!” Bagman yells.

Bradley walks over, “Naw, she seems to be handling this just fine.”

You smile at him and blow a kiss.

Bagman huffs and shoulder checks Bradley as he walks away.

Bradley chuckles and walks over to you and put his arm around the back of your chair, “Honey, it seems you’ve beaten Hangman.”

“Oh is that actually his name? I thought he was kidding,” you say with a laugh.

Bradley kisses the side of your head, “Do you need another drink?”

“Yes please!”

“I’ll be right back, babe,” he says handing his pool stick to Bob and heads towards the bar.

“You know I haven’t known Rooster for long but since you two found each other he’s the happiest I’ve ever seen him,” Bob tells you honestly.

“Thank you for telling me. That’s really sweet,” you say with a smile. “I’m really happy we found each other.”

Rooster brings you your drink and takes the pool stick from Bob, “You watchin me winning, baby?”

“I sure am,” you say with a giggle.

He kisses your cheek and heads back over to the pool table.

You smile as you watch him and hear giggling behind you. You turn and see your best friend and Natasha walking towards you both blushing and giggling. You look over at Bob questioningly and he shrugs.

When they get to you your friend comes and sits on your lap, “Hi babes!”

You laugh, “Well hello there! What’s got you all excited?”

“I dunnnoooooo,” she says with a giggle.

“Okay then”, you say with a laugh.

She reaches over for your drink and you smack her hand.

“Uhh no. This is mine. You’re already too giggly for this,” you say taking it before she can and downing it.

“Not fair!” She says with a pout.

“I’m sure,” you say sticking your tongue out.

Natasha holds out her hand, “C’mon babe. I’ll get you a drink.”

Your best friend happily hops off your lap and grabs Natasha’s hand and they go off to the bar together.

“Babe?” Bob asks.

“Beats me,” you say with a shrug.

A little while later an older guy with dark hair brings you a drink and you look at him funny, “Umm thank you but…”

“Penny told me you needed another and that I needed to come meet you,” the man says.

“Hey Mav,” Bob says.

“Oh! You’re Maverick!” You say.

“I am. And you’re Y/N my nephew’s soulmate,” Mav says.

“I am. It’s nice to meet you,” you say.

“It’s nice to meet you too,” he says with a grin. “Bradley’s been a gentleman, right?”

You nod, “The sweetest.”

“Good. I’d hate to kick his ass in front of you but I would do it if I needed to,” Maverick says with a chuckle.

“I appreciate it. That’s very sweet of you,” you say with a smile.

Bradley walks over when he notices Maverick has arrived, “I see you two have met.”

You nod, “Yep just now.”

Maverick nods, “I was just telling her that if you weren’t being the perfect gentleman that I would have to kick your ass.”

Bradley laughs, “If I was being an asshole I would let you.” He walks over and puts his arm around the back of your chair again. “I was just about to ask if you need a drink but I see you’ve already got that covered.”

“Penny sent Maverick over with one,” you explain.

Bradley smiles, “Penny is the best.”

Maverick chuckles and points at Bradley, “Hey now. Back off. You got your own.”

Bradley laughs, “I’m more than happy with what I’ve got.” He pulls you into his side slightly and kisses the top of your head.

You smile and nuzzle into him.

“Shots!” Your best friend yells as she walks back over with Natasha each holding a tray of shots.

You laugh, “I’m not sure about that.”

She smiles, “We’re celebrating. And since we’re celebrating we’re all getting drunk.”

You shake your head, “But what about Disney tomorrow?”

“Disney tomorrow?” Bradley asks.

“Brad Brad we’re going to Disneyland tomorrow. Tonight we’re getting drunk,” Natasha says, handing Bradley two shots then handing you two shots.

“Jesus,” you say taking them from her.

Bradley raises an eyebrow and holds his two shots up. You giggle and tap your shots against his and down them.

“Ugh tequila? Really?” You ask.

Your best friend laughs and hands you two more, “Drink up.”

“Oh please no!” You groan.

“Oh please yes! We’re celebrating!” She says laughing.

“And what are we celebrating?” You ask.

“Finding our soulmates!” She smiles.

“What?!?!?!” You yell.

“Yeah! You found Brad Brad and I found Natasha,” she says wrapping an arm around Natasha’s waist.

“What?!” Bradley, you, and Bob yell together.

“I don’t know how much clearer we can say this,” Natasha says chuckling.

“You and me outside now,” you say, dragging your best friend outside.

When outside you turn to her, “When the fuck did you find this out?”

“Like two weeks ago,” she says shrugging.

“And you didn’t tell me?!?!” You yell.

“And miss you freaking out? Not a chance. Also, we swung by Bradley’s while you two were napping and grabbed my bag. I’m going to stay with Natasha. Also also I took the cutest pictures of you two sleeping together,” she pulls out her phone and starts to show you.

“Woah woah woah. Yes, they’re very cute, please send me them all. You hid this so I would freak out?” You asked.

“Exactly. Brad Brad and Bob are in there also freaking out probably so this was 100% for our amusement,” she said laughing. “Do you know how great it was seeing your face? Because I will remember that forever.”

You shake your head, “If this is what makes you happy. The making me freak out thing. But also she better make you happy or I’ll make Brad Brad kick her ass.”

She nods, “Fair deal. Ready to get drunk?”

You nod, “I guess. I’m not completely on board. I want to enjoy Disneyland.”

“We will! I promise,” she says pulling you back inside to the others. Once there she hands you two more shots and you roll your eyes and take them.

A couple hours later Bradley is carrying you inside his bungalow on his back.

“Weeee!” You say.

“Glad you’re having fun, honey,” he says laughing.

“So much fun, Brad Brad,” you giggle.

He unlocks the door and locks in behind him and heads for his bedroom and drops you nicely onto his bed, “Okay baby where are your pajamas?” He goes to your bag and unzips it.

“I don’t know,” you say pulling your shirt off.

He looks over, “Woah! Warn a guy.”

You grin, “Why? Don’t you wanna see?”

“Honey, there is nothing more that I would like to see ,however, nothing is going to happen when you’re drunk,” he says, finding what he thinks are pajamas.

“Fineeeeee,” you say with a huff and hold your hands out for your pajamas. “Turn around and I’ll change.”

“Oh so now that I won’t sleep with you tonight I don’t get to see?” He chuckles and hands you your pajamas and turns around.

“I mean have at it but you’re the one who will have an uncomfortable time falling asleep,” you say quickly changing then getting under the covers.

He turns around and pulls off his shirt and grabs a pair of comfy shorts and heads into the bathroom, “Baby girl, I’m going to have that problem regardless probably.”

“Nooooo come back I wanna look at you more. Now I’m going to have that problem!” You whine until he comes back out laughing. “Yay! You’re back!”

“I’m back but I’ll be right back,” he says heading to the kitchen.

“Nooooooooo,” you whine again.

He comes back in with a couple bottles of water and hands you one, “Drink it all.��

“If I drink it can I touch your stomach?”

“Yes, but only my stomach and only if you drink all of it.”

You quickly drink it all and make grabby hand at him.

He chuckles and slides into bed next to you and turns off the lights.

You run your hands over his stomach, “Are you even real?”

“I am very real,” he says laughing.

“You’re so pretty,” you say and snuggle into his chest.

“Thank you? I think you’re so pretty too, honey,” he says wrapping his arms around you. “Go to sleep, baby. We have a magical day to have tomorrow.” He looks down at you and you’re already asleep. He smiles and kisses your head and closes his eyes.

[tihgnari]

profiles — teyvat stripers

ꕤ ayato — spent his first year in teyvat university before studying abroad as an exchange student during his 2nd and 3rd year. yn and ayaka were 1st years when he was a 2nd year in abroad, this is why yn never met him before. he's now a 4th-year student majoring in business administration. lives in his own apartment bc he's rich. was the one to suggest thoma to ayaka as her vice president. can hold his alcohol the best among everyone.

ꕤ thoma — teyvat uni's vice presi in the college department. 4th-year, major in psychology. unlike ayato, he gets drunk easily. thoma can be friendly but also very private so he has 2 phone numbers: 1 for his inner circle, and another for his fixer-upper duties. when students found out, they kept asking him for his personal number (hence, his bio). roommates with itto.

ꕤ itto — widely known in the university as that one handsome TA but bc of his height, some students mistake him as an actual professor. 4th year, major in communication studies. him, kaeya, and childe get along really well due to being party-goers. he's all about drinking beer and getting drunk, unlike his 2 other friends who go to parties hoping to get laid. roommates with thoma.

ꕤ kaeya — fuckboy #1. 4th-year, major in business administration like ayato. has quite a bad rep around the university due to his flirtatious attitude. despite this, he's a good friend and takes the bro code seriously. he's roommates with childe. 2nd best in holding his alcohol. if a subject doesn't require attendance, he doesn't go but you can still expect him to ace the exams.

ꕤ childe — fuckboy #2. loves getting drunk with friends and isn't solely going to parties to look for a hook up like kaeya. but he's a young lad with a high sex drive so he lets the girl of the night pull him in an empty room or cubicle. 4th year, major in aviation because he wants to be a pilot to fulfill his dream of becoming mr. worldwide.

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a kamisato ayato social media au

summary — it was only recently you found out kamisato ayaka was, in fact, not an only child after all! seeing ayato for the first time gave you the severest case of the butterflies but according to ayaka, he's off limits, especially to you as her most treasured friend. well, what she doesn't know won't hurt, right?

notes — i may or may not have been carried away by their character descriptions lmao sorry HAHAH anyway, idk why but childe in aviation just makes so much sense to me.

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