#anyways I don't know much about how to write enemies to lovers in a satisfying way

[the-whispers-of-death]

i genuinely NEED some stone x god!reader

Me too, but I feel like I wouldn't be able to write enemies to lovers well. I've heard of people (authors) writing enemies to lovers really badly and considering that I can't really write slow-burns well, I worry about doing the same.

Does anyone want to write it and tag me so I can boost it and gush about your writing?

[crabonfire]

Scout falling for reader

characters: scout

tags: fluff

note: writing this on a whim and ignoring all the other drafts I really wanted to write! also hi :)

I was writing an enemies to lovers but um....maybe later

I have a love for scout okay :( I'm sorryyyyyyyyy ill do full characters right after this one (I'm in a writing mood for once in years)

and of course reblogs and comments very much appreciated <3

♡Scout♡

• You were really the only true friend he had in the base. He considered all the other mercs his friend too but, he knew they'd never really share that friendship. He felt appreciated, and had someone to talk to who would really listen to him, not finding him stupid like the others do.

• He didn't realize he fell for you. The last time he fell for someone he acted shy, aloof, awkward and honestly embarrassed himself a little. He never knew what to say. So it took him a while to figure out he liked you, because whenever you two spoke, words always came so easily to him.

• The day he truly does realize his feelings though, is a day like any other. Your team, victorious, going out for drinks at the local bar. Scout could never handle himself well to alcohol, and you didn't really seem to be a drinker either. You two were sitting outside for the most part, laughing and making fun of the other team, as well as you listened to him ramble on his accomplishments of the day.

• Though, something lingered on his mind. A question he really thought about for a while. He knew you wouldn't judge, so he asked you your opinion.

"How long do you think we're gonna have to do this for?"

• You turned to him, confused. He continues.

"Fighting. Like- how long do you think it'll take before it's over? I'm not sayin' I don't enjoy kicking the other teams ass or the money we get, but well- I don't know."

Anytime he asked this question, Spy, Demo, everyone in the team really, all just said "not to think about it and to do it until it's done." He was never satisfied with that answer.

He saw how you contemplated it for a moment, seeing a small smile curl onto your lips when you looked back at him to reply.

"I don't know. It's probably for a bit longer, I mean- it's been 2 years. Pretty sure there were mercs before us who fought for this stupid war.*

You paused, "Why? You wanna quit or something?"

He shook his head. "Quit being able to kill people for a bunch of money? No way! I just- I think of doing other stuff. We barely have any free time and I don't wanna do this stuff till I'm old or something. And I know old- just look at Spy. He's probably from the ice age or somethin'."

• You snorted, chuckling a little at his comment. He smiled, he always liked to see you laughing at his jokes, made him feel funnier than he really was. You mirrored his smile, turning to look at the road. The night was a bluish gray, a striking contrast to the liveliness and warmth the bar brought.

"I get it."

It went quiet, he wondered if that was it.

"I don't wanna grow old and retire from this job either. But I don't think it'll be so bad."

"Really? Why?" He asked.

• He saw the way you turned to look at him, that same smile he knew all too well, one side of your face shone so brightly under the bars lighting while the other side was slightly masked with moonlight. Your reply was so simple, but it made his heart race.

"You'll be there. And I guess having you around makes things less worse."

• He stared bashfully at you upon hearing those very words. His palms got sweatier than they usually did as he felt his chest tighten. You must've noticed, because you let out an embarrassed chuckle.

"Haha- that was corny as hell. Anyway, I'm gonna go get another pack of soda for us."

• You stood up and walked back to the bar, but he couldn't look away from where you sat before. His face felt warm, damn.

He didn't know what it was. Maybe it should've hit him sooner, the fact he had feelings for you. The fact that- whenever you pull him in for a hug, his heart beats a little bit faster. When you laugh with him he laughs just a little harder because your laugh is his favorite. That your playful fighting with each other, it really does mean a lot to him.

All he knew was from that day on, it became difficult to think of you without realizing everything it was he loved about you.

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I don't know how to write endings anyway scout fans here's your food I know it's been a while it's okay mama is here 🫂

and yesssss sigh don't worry there are other fics I'm writing 😪 just...wanted to do scout first as a practice :)

hope you enjoyed! reblogs and comments always appreciated, I'd love to know your own opinions of scout and such!!! #scoutlover

[gatorbites-imagines]

Request or just saying

One piece is so good but all I was thinking is how Law can be a bit of a brat sometimes especially when he runs off and gets his ass in trouble (I'm sorry I was dying of laughter when his ass got beat by the flamingo guy, I can not spell his name for the life of me). So imagine a bigger sly reader punishing him 🤤

Like reader is happy Law survived and he punishes him, nsfw or not

This could be a good fluff or smut type thing, I don't mind!!

Love your writing

Trafalgar Law x bigger male reader

Headcanons

The thing I love about one piece is that a request can say bigger reader, and I can make reader anywhere from a few inches taller than the other character, or make them 10 feet tall, and it would fit into the one piece universe.

Reader is 8 or 9 feet in this, cuz hehe, I love size difference.

You were the holder of a devilfruit, a zoan fruit more specifically, the tiger fruit. This granted you the power of any zoan fruit, and resulted in you having a striped pattern on your skin most days, as well as tiger ears and a tail flicking behind you, as that was most comfortable for you.

You had been a part of the heart pirates for a long time, and had been dating Law for a good chunk of that. You regularly used your tiger form to get him to sleep, transforming into a huge tiger and flopping down on top of him to keep him down.

He could easily use room to get away, but Law learns you’ll just follow him and keep it up. When you don’t turn into a tiger, youll still pick him up and keep him in your lap, making tiger noises in your chest as you rub your chin on the top of his head after knocking his hat off.

You end up having to pull him out of trouble a lot, at this point you are sure it’s the D in his name, as he attracts danger like a magnet. It leaves the hairs on your tail puffed up and frizzy, as you always feel the need to look out for him.

More than once you’ve had to swoop in, in tiger form, and chase off any enemy that’s too much, just to scoop Law up and carry him back to the Polar Tang as he pouts and grumbles like the brat he is.

People outside the crew can’t seem to believe you when you mutter about Law being a brat. Everyone on your crew knows it’s the truth, and he can get especially bratty with you at times when he wants to rile you up.

Law always gets this lazy but satisfied grin on his lips when he catches your tail wagging from side to side in annoyance, your teeth and claws sharper than normal as you try to suppress the urge to chase him down and punish him in one way or another.

Laws sacrificial ways have always left you feeling stressed, and after the fight with Doflamingo you want to rip all your fur out because you really felt like you were gonna lose your lover.

You thank Luffy and the strawhats for keeping him safe, even if you are also very bruised and bloodied from the fighting, before carrying Law back to the Polar Tang like you are used too, still transformed into the more Anthro looking form similar to the form Lucci takes, but a tiger instead.

The rest of the heart crew knows to give you space as you rumble deep in your chest, scolding Law as you stomp back towards the submarine, Law pouting as he lays in your arms with his arms crossed.

The wild thrashing of your tail and the twitching of your ears also tells your crew to find somewhere else to spend the night, or else they’re gonna be hearing their captains voice throughout the whole submarine.

Some of the strawhat crew seems to pick up whats up, whilst others don’t, so the ones in the know have a little laugh at Laws fate, but they leave you guys to it, since the celebrating will take a while anyways.

Law wont even look at you as you throw him into your bed, a bed big enough to feet all 9 feet of your height, his arms crossed as he stares at the wall like it’s the most important thing in the world.

You transform into your more human form, pacing back and forth at the bottom of the bed, growling and grumbling as you scold him, making sure to get your point across, till Law starts to feel bad for his behavior, at least somewhat.

His shoulders climb up to his ears and Law finally looks at you, his pout melted away into something a little softer and almost guilty. But it immediately melts away when you stop prowling and crawl up the bed towards him.

Instead, a glint appears in his eyes, that bratty satisfied grin like he has gotten just what he wanted from his behavior.

But, Law soon comes to regret that, as you take that expression as a challenge, and he soon finds himself thrown over your large bulky thighs, his pants pulled down to his knees as you spank him, making him count each strike.

In this situation, your much larger size is something Law curses, as your hand covers pretty much his entire ass as you lay into him, growling his wrongdoings at him, fangs flashing as striped fur licks up your arms and sideburns, your eyes flashing between human and those of a tiger.

Its only when he loses the ability to count and hes reduced to a blubbering moaning mess that you slow down, basking in the tears running down his face as he sobs and apologizes.

Its only after you find his cries and tears satisfactory that you pull his pants the rest of the way off and sit him up, pulling him into your lap. You have to lean down somewhat to kiss his forehead, but after such a spanking Law is so sweet and pliable.

He whimpers and shudders, face wet with tears and drool as he clings to your chest, hips lifted to not press his aching behind against your strong thighs. But the punishment has also left him aching somewhere else, his cock twitching and leaking as need burns up his spine.

You make sure to praise him and mumble how much you love him as you rub his back, comforting him through his tears until he’s calmed down enough for you to focus on something else, as the pain of the punishment lessens, and Laws lust grows.

When Law starts to whine and whimper for something else, you roll him onto his back, shucking off the rest of his clothes as you go.

Law gasps and shudders as his aching behind presses against the sheets, but his focus is quickly somewhere else as you start licking at his neck and torso, your tongue rough and sharp against his skin, your feline tongue leaving red strips across his skin from the sandpaper like texture.

Law tries to keep quiet, but with him already being so worked up from earlier, its easy to get him to wail and moan loud enough for it to fill the entire Polar Tang. Especially when your rough tongue brushes against the underside of his cock.

The first time you do that his back arches almost painfully, the noise the leaves him sounding almost tortured as he grips onto your hair, his throat burning from the intensity of his wail.

Law shudders and moans, what little shame that had been before bleeding out of his body as your large hands hold his hips down, your tongue carefully rolling against his sensitive length, never dragging or hurting too much. You rub it against him just enough for him to feel and for it to leave him shaking.

You rumble and purr as his blurry eyes fall shut, a tear running down his cheer as he lets out a soundless wail of pleasure, his entire body tensing and toes curling as white spurts leave his cock, splattering across the flat side of your tongue and across his torso.

As he goes limp you rub his hips and thighs, pulling your tongue away from his sensitive flesh to mutter praise and loving words to him as he pants and continues to moan softly.

Its only when you know he’s returned somewhat to himself that you crawl up the bed again. After laying down on your back, you pull him on top of you, letting him curl up in your arms for a bit. You’ll get up soon to get stuff to treat the bruises in a bit, but first you need to hold him as he shudders and grasps onto you, Law needing you to ground him.

You end up curling your tail around him, letting some fur appear on your torso so he can run his fingers across it in a grounding and comforting manner, a loving rumble leaving your throat and chest and leaving Law feeling tired but comfortable.

He may be bratty at times, but he’s your brat, and you’ll straighten him out when he needs it when you have too. It’s a process you both love more than you two will ever admit, and a process that annoys your crew at times, but that’s just what its like being part of the heart pirates at this point.

[vampsquerade]

Hi! hope you have a good day! Can you do a poly "Ghost x male reader x Soap" (if you comfortable writing poly relationship) with slow burn, angst and fluff at the end?

Where Ghost and Soap already in a relationship until the reader came into their team The two male thought the reader wasn't talkative around people but few weeks later, things change at first Ghost seems interesting in the male skill using gun and how fast he can run and Soap like the male sense of humour.

Both of them thought it only a friendship type of things. Until the male save Ghost from the enemy on the battlefield and him laughing at Soap jokes. That when the two males known what happen to them, they weren't sure if M/n would comfortable in a relationship with them, so they start doing small things for him like making coffee or helping training,..

And M/n notice it, he even started to fall for the both of them. But he keep denying the things they did for him because he thought that what friend do. and M/n don't think he is ready for a new relationship, he wasn't sure he is good enough for them (the male got trauma from the previous relationships) (more angst please, I would like to suffer for a little bit)

(・∀・)

After a while, the three of them got into a mission together, everything went good until the male got shot. He thought he going to be de@d soon (only to find out that he only got shot at his leg) so M/n confessed how he feel about the two of them which got him embarrassed when Ghost mention it when they got back to the base.

(andddd I don't know what to do with the ending cause I'm ran out of idea. I would want to see how the treated each other when got into a relationship. Sorry about the grammar, English isn't my first language)

hello anon! thanks so much for your request, i’m sorry for having taken so long to get to it because i will be honest, i rewrote this 29 fucking times…anyway, thank you for being as descriptive as possible because that really helped me out. and it’s okay! if you would like, feel free to leave a request in your native language so it’s more comfortable for you, i can translate it easily!

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Ghost x Male!Reader x Soap: One’s Company, and Two’s a Crowd

Trigger Warnings: angst wth a happy ending, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT, gunshot wounds, past abusive relationships, relationship trauma, accidental confessions, reference of domestic violence

Simon and Johnny had, despite their slight differences, found themselves in a relationship together. Behind closed doors, the relationship was as domestic as it could get with an angsty man who’s had the worst of the worst happen in his life and a golden retriever boyfriend whose purpose for his traumatized lover was to show him there is some good in this world. Though his biological family is gone, Simon’s found his place in the Task Force and SpecGru; and a new member was just about to join the family. You walked into the room where Simon and Johnny were sitting, and his eyes grew wide when he saw you do a double take once you saw them. “Hey—who the fuck are you? How the fuck’d you get in?” he asks, quickly standing up.

Johnny’s quick to do the same, grabbing Simon’s hand tightly to hold him back. “Easy, Simon—let’s give him a chance to explain himself,” he says. His ocean blue eyes are soft as he looks at you, meanwhile Simon’s dark brown eyes are glaring into you so hard you feel like you’ll suddenly feel the blade of an invisible knife ghost against your neck before digging into you. “I’m new around here, sorry. The main contractor was telling me to try and introduce myself to anyone who’s around,” you explain. Your voice is so soft and so gentle, despite your military build. You’ve even got your arms raised in the air as a form of surrender. Simon, still wary of you, walks over to you and begins to frisk you for weapons. Satisfied that he doesn’t find anything, Simon lets you lower your arms before walking back to Johnny.

“You should probably learn how to fucking knock,” he scolds, glaring at you hard still. “He doesn’t need to knock Bonnie, this is the common room,” Johnny says before shaking his head slightly. “Sorry about that—what’s yer name? I’m Johnny and this here is Ghost,” he asks in a more kind manner. “Ah, cool. Nice to meet you two, please call me Y/N whenever we’re not on a mission or anything,” you say, giving the two a more peaceful and gentle smile. “Y/N…very nice name, I’ll say. Glad to have you on our side, too. I’m sure all of us will make some real good memories now that you’re here,” Johnny says. You can’t help but smile, nodding your head a bit, “Can’t wait to see what the future holds for us—this is going to be really exciting. I’ll be out of your hair now, see you around,” you say.

The duo then watches you give them a little wave once you step back out of the common room. It makes Simon sigh deeply, looking back down at Johnny. “M’sorry, love. I didn’t mean to snap on the kid like that…you know how I am…” he apologizes. It makes Johnny laugh, leaning over and giving him a kiss on the cheek as he leads him back to the couch. “It’s okay, you’ll eventually warm up to him…I hope,” he says, wrapping his arms back around Simon. He does the same, holding onto Johnny once more and closing his eyes. “He seems…a bit promising, however. I’ll try my best to warm up to him…” Simon mumbles, nuzzling into Johnny’s chest. “Go at your own pace, alright?” Johnny reassures. Simon nods, sighing again as he closes his eyes. His lover’s embrace always seems to calm him for the better.

Time seems to fly, the more you spend time on base and out on missions, the more Simon and Johnny seem to notice you’re completely reserved to everyone else. The only time you ever speak is on missions, and even then, it’s only when you need to make call outs or call in a UAV. The two of them are impressed however, your ability to run and gun down enemies is something that they haven’t seen in quite some time. The way you carry yourself is with so much pride and a determination to do your job the best you could now that you’re in the big leagues, met only by the silence of someone who actively acknowledges just how good they are. It’s not arrogant or anything, as you tend to give everyone a thumbs up once you’re asked how you’re feeling before, during, and after a mission.

Outside the field, you’re even more isolated and really only hang around Johnny and Simon whenever they invite you to. You laugh at Johnny’s dumb jokes, picking up on some of his Scots and occasionally using it whenever the time is right. Johnny starts to feel drawn to you, and with your expertise in handling weaponry and staying cool in the field draws Simon closer to you too. It’s shocking, but it’s what draws the romantic duo closer to wanting to know you better. Johnny comes up with the idea to make you more comfortable, following Simon’s suggestion to get you closer to the two of them. It’s a big risk, he says, but Simon’s more than willing to make that risk for you.

You warm up to them both, talking more and more only when you’re with them. The prospect of potentially adding you to their relationship makes Johnny and Simon a bit excited. They begin to treat you nicely, waking you up whenever you’ve slept long enough, giving you coffee or tea if it’s too early in the morning, and treating you with a kindness you haven’t really felt in a long time. It almost feels…a little domestic. It’s a form of intimacy you didn’t even have in your last relationship, and in turn it makes you a bit wary. Still wanting to be friends with them, you just return the gestures whenever you can. Acts of service seems to be Johnny’s love language, and quality time seems to be Simon’s.

For you, it’s gift giving. You give them little trinkets and stuff you find—out in the field and in the cities you all travel to—showing them that you’re their friend and want them to know you appreciate them. It scares you, after a few months of doing this, as you eventually find yourself catching feelings for the both of them. It felt wrong, having such strong emotions for two men at the same time. It almost reminds you of your past relationship, except you were forced to share yourself with two different people who ended up forgetting you in the end. They’d exclude you and eventually started hurting you physically whenever you protested the relationship.

So once you wake up from a nightmare recounting that verg relationship while sleeping on the couch of the common room, Johnny and Simon are immediately alerted by this as they sit and talk seated at a table in the corner of the room. They see the cold sweat dripping off your forehead, your chest heaving slightly as you try to regain your breath and rush over. “Are you doing alright? What’s the matter?” Johnny asks, looking at you. “G-Get away…please…” you plead softly, shocking the duo slightly. “Bonnie, come on…we just want to help you…” Johnny says, reaching out for you. You crawl further back into the couch, as if scrambling to get away from them.

Simon, despite wearing his usual skull balaclava, is clearly distressed by your sudden behavior. “Do you…feel scared because of us…” he asks softly, trying to show his concern for you. Not a word comes out, however, a gentle nod of the head is the only answer given. “Do you feel comfortable enough to talk about it? We just want to understand…” Johnny says. You just remain silent, not even realizing that your body’s begun to tremble. “Please, let us understand…help us understand…” he continues to urge you. Feeling overwhelmed, you just push them away and quickly storm out of the common room.

The duo doesn’t move or go after you, opting to give you the space you clearly need right now. Weeks go by, and you’re sent back on another mission with Johnny and Simon. They could tell you’re still very much not willing to talk to them. The distance aches their hearts, as all they want to do is understand what’s hurting you. They don’t even realize that they’re the reason; you’d swiftly fallen in love with the two men, and you really don’t want to have a repeat of your previous relationship the more you fall. It hurt, and you didn’t want to see them hurt from it either. It’s distracting, especially on such an important mission like this. Suddenly, you can faintly hear your callsign being yelled.

“Liquid…”

“Liquid!”

“Liquid! Get the fuck down!”

You snap out of your thoughts once the disembodied voice yells at you, managing to hear a bullet whizz past your ear. Immediately you drop to the floor, clutching your TAQ-56 tightly in your hands. Not realizing the enemy’s become fully aware of your presence long before you started zoning out, the realization of three of you being pinned down where you were positioned really rang in your ears. Maybe it was just the bullet that whizzed past, or the thundering gunfire that surrounded you making your ears ring. Whatever it was, you forced yourself to wait for the enemies to call out to their own teammates when reloading to return fire.

The shootout lasts for a while and as a last ditch effort against the remaining 4 scattered enemies, one of them hurls an active frag grenade towards Simon. “Ghost, move!” you exclaim. Simon looks down and quickly moves back, firing at an enemy that appeared from the left of a different building. Running from your cover, fire is immediately opened on you as you grip the grenade and hurl it back to the one that threw it. A bullet pierces through you in an unknown area, pain immediately surging in your body as you fall to the floor. The grenade explodes on the enemy that tossed it, as well as his friend that happened to be unlucky enough to move forward. “Y/N! Streamin’ bloody Jesus!”

“I-I can’t go on anymore! Just know—I really love you guys!” you exclaim, not even paying attention where you had been shot at. Johnny comes out of his cover and fires at the remaining enemy before joining Simon at your side. Simon’s already removed your body armor and was in the middle of checking where the bullet hit you, and he seemed to have frozen in place at your confession. Johnny turns his attention to your leg before looking up at your face, “You uh…you’ll live, Liquid…you got shot in the meatier part of your calf,” he says a bit awkwardly. Instantaneously upon hearing you weren’t even dying, your heart dropped even further into the seemingly bottomless pit.

You just accidentally confessed.

The once talkative trio was now completely silent, being treated by medics and being moved to get further care for your gunshot wound. Simon and Johnny patiently wait to be allowed to see you and once they do, the tension in the room is just as heavy as it was back when you first joined the whole operation. “Y/N…we need to talk about what you said earlier,” Johnny urges gently. A deep sigh escapes you as you sit there in the infirmary cot. You’ve begun to play with the stitching to your jeans, huffing softly. “It was the heat of the moment…” you make an excuse for yourself, blaming it on the situation.

Simon raises his brow after, “You do know that that makes it all the more true. This isn’t something you can easily avoid,” he says, reminding you of the other side of the coin. Feeling defeated about this situation, your shoulders slump as you reluctantly look up at the couple. “Okay, fine—I’ve…I’ve had feelings for you two for quite some time but…ah…” You say, trailing off as different points come through your mind. Deciding to start on one, the look in your eyes becomes somber as the duo watches and patiently waits to hear what you have to say. “Can I first explain why I started pushing you guys away…?” you ask, hoping they’ll provide you a safe space to speak.

“‘Course ya can…go in and tell us, lad…we’re listening…” Johnny reassured you. Simon nods silently, waiting to understand why you began to act so distant in the first place. “Well…when my partner and I were dating, they decided to add another person to the mix…except, it was a blatant slap to the face,” you begin, feeling a bit overwhelmed as the story of your past relationship comes to light. Johnny and Simon both reach for your hands, gently holding onto and caressing them. They give you a moment to recollect yourself, clearly treating you much better than you had been treated. “It was only like that because it was basically a way for my partner to distance themselves and cheat on me.”

The last sentence makes Simon furious, and he squeezes at your hand a little tighter. You couldn’t help but keep going, “The two of them had degraded me and…sometimes they hit me…whenever I asked them to join or made a protest to the whole thing.” Johnny’s eyes, usually soft, looked immediately protective, “Oh bonnie…you didn’t deserve to be treated like rubbish like that. Is the ended relationship why you ended up joining the military, and eventually us?” he asks while reassuring you. A silent nod is your only response, as well as the quivers of pain and fear your body gives.

“I pushed myself away to keep myself from hurting like that again…from personal experience, I’ve become so afraid…” you say. Your own hands then hold onto Simon’s and Johnny’s a bit tighter, and they do the same. “We wouldn’t let that happen at all. Johnny and I here, well—the two of us have fallen in love with you at the same time. It’s completely understandable if you want to join or not,” Simon confesses, rubbing at the back of his still balaclava-covered head. “Promise we won’t ignore how you’re feeling…a relationship as big as ours relies heavily on trust so…” Johnny says, looking at Simon before you.

“Will you trust us?”

The question comes out of their mouths perfectly in sync, showing that giving you the move you’ve always deserved is something they both agreed on doing. A heavy and apprehensive silence filled the room, the 50/50 chance of you agreeing or not waiting to be flipped by a singular figurative scenario. “I’ll trust you…” eventually came out of your lips and confirmed your answer. Not even realizing they had been holding their breaths, Simon and Johnny sigh in relief. “Thank fucking God…” Simon says, putting a hand in his chest. Johnny chuckles as he leans forward and kisses your cheek.

“Best choice, Y/N…you’re going to be so loved…you’ve even got Simon all exasperated about this,” Johnny says, slightly joking with you. Simon grumbles, rolling his eyes as lifts his balaclava up before he leans forward and kisses your other cheek. “That’ll do…” he says, ruffling your sleeve a bit. “Thank you—I’m really hoping this could work out for us…” you mumble softly, kissing both Simon and Johnny’s cheeks. This was the staff of a new beginning, and the first step from healing what you’d experienced before. So much love was on its way to you, and you were just so happy.

[mintasa]

CIRCUS ~ CHAPTER 9

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x OC

Genre: Circus AU, murder mystery, slowburn, enemies to lovers?

Warnings: Blood, injuries, mental problems

Word count: 3,6k

Synopsis: A series of murders in a successful circus disturbs the life of a young stylist. With no place to go, she is keen on saving the circus, even if that means risking her own life to do so. As if things cannot go worse, a group of newbies join the hawock, seemingly not knowing what they're getting themselves into. Can she figure out the motives of the murderer and keep her crew together? Can the circus survive under the growing pressure and distrust?

Note: This is the first story I am publicly sharing. It is a work of fiction, although it may not fit the criteria of a traditional fanfic (I physically cannot write in the second-person narrative). Therefore, English is not my first language, and while I'm pretty fluent, I still make grammar errors, so apologies in advance.

The story is vaguely inspired by Circus MV

Nadya's arm is around Jun's waist as they attempt to get her into their shared kitchen van. They have an important meeting there, and she has to be a part of it, although she just got back from the hospital.

Chan stands up. "You're probably wondering why we called you all here. Well, there's something that we've been keeping from you, and for your safety, we have to reveal it. So, we are not who we pretended to be. Actually, we are special agents hired by Melissa to solve her brother's murder," he explains. The silence is deafening. Everyone shares a glance.

Misha is the first one to laugh. "Sure, and I'm the president of the United States."

Nadya reacted like that too; she was in disbelief. "No, I can't believe I'm saying this, but they're serious," Nadya chimes, barely believing what she's saying herself.

"Special agents. How does that work?" Amir wonders. A valid question.

"We are trained professionals that can adapt to any task given," Chan explains. "We were meant to fit in with the circus, but circumstances don't let us be low-key anymore."

"Any task given," laughs Taraji. "That guy can't break an egg," she points at Changbin. That's true; Nadya saw him struggling one day. He's been on dishwashing duty ever since.

"It's not really in our training to do that bit. Anyway, we want to ensure safety, so we suggest some changes. Each one of you could room with one of us for extra protection," Chan offers.

"Well, I certainly don't mind," Taraji smiles. Nadya rolls her eyes. The guys are like half her age, yet she never missed a chance to flirt.

Nadya locks eyes with Jun. "You don't look surprised," Jun points out.

"I knew before." Nadya pauses to seek approval from the boys to talk; they don't say anything, so she continues. "This is not the first time I've been attacked. Not too long ago, I went to the pond late at night. Somebody tried to suffocate me with a bag, and when they weren't successful, they pushed me into the water. I almost drowned."

"You still didn't thank me for that," Hyunjin mumbles in a playful tone. He's in a good mood. Good for him. Nadya isn't; she's the one who almost died, not him.

"Thank you for putting my life on the line multiple times," she scowls. Chan glances at Hyunjin with a warning look, and the guy stays silent. Everyone is silent. Its awkward.

"How about we arrange how we are sleeping and start moving the furniture?" announces Minho, who stands up. She hasn't talked to Minho much, but he holds certain authority within the group. She noticed.

"Why you?" Nadya mumbles, staring at Hyunjin's back as he's making his bed.

"Why what?"

"Out of everyone, why do I have to room with you?" The girl wonders out loud; she's tired of being stuck with him.

He sits down on his bed across from her. "Because Chan said so," he tells Nadya. He doesn't seem satisfied with the room arrangement either.

"Well, Chan should get some fresh air because he's clearly out of his mind," Nadya claims. Seriously, she cannot even depend on this guy if anything happens. He dislikes her with passion and might as well kill her himself.

Hyunjin rolls his eyes at her and says, "Chan always has a reason. He just wants us to get along."

"Can you do that?"

"Can you?"

"This is exactly what's wrong. You can never back out of something," Nadya groans as she slumps into her bed.

"I like to win."

"Sometimes you have to lose to gain something," she tells him.

He ponders for a second. "What are you suggesting?"

"A truce," he says, raising an eyebrow at the girls proposal. "If we want to stop arguing, we have to stop talking to each other."

"Doesn't that make this worse?"

Now she's petty once again. About that one morning, she heard him ranting about her. "Well, I tried to talk to you. Didn't work out," Nadya sneers at him.

He glances at her briefly. "I am just trying to do my job, and you seemed," he pauses, refusing to finish the sentence. Every time they talk, it always ends like this. In an argument.

"I seemed what? Crazy?"

"Suspicious," he answers.

"Do I still look threatening?"

He scans her and stays silent. He has been more careful with his words lately. "Not in this state," he mumbles.

"Rude," Nadya utters, yet she cannot disagree.

"Realistic. Can you even walk?"

"Hyunjin," Nadya said, shaking his shoulder a bit. He winces in his sleep but doesn't attempt to wake up. She repeats his name a few times while shaking him, annoying him in the process.

He sighs without even opening his eyes. "Who's dying?"

"No one is dying. I just can't sleep," Nadya admits, struggling to believe she actually woke him up for this. She's scared; once she closes her eyes, her imagination goes wild.

He groans and sits up in his bed. Then he yawns. "What am I supposed to do about it?"

Nadya shrugs. She didn't think of that. "I just don't want to be alone," she utters. She got used to sleeping with Jun, and a change of roommates didn't help her nerves.

He scans Nadya, and his eyes stop on her face for far too long. His eyebrows furrow in thought. "Were you crying?" He questions Nadya and looks away in embarrassment.

"I just couldn't close my eyes and got frustrated."

He nods and starts to move around in his bed. Then he taps on the new mattress space he provided. "Get in," he utters. Nadya blinks at him. Is he seriously asking her to sleep in the same bed as him? No sleep is better than sleeping with him. Hyunjin sighs clearly disapointed at the reluctance. "I promise I won't kick you off."

Nadya makes a face at him before getting under the covers. There's plenty of space between them. He grips her wrist, and his thumb slides into Nadya's palm. She freezes on the spot. "What are you doing?"

"Making sure you don't feel alone," he mumbles before turning off the light. "Now go to sleep."

It's going to be a long night.

To Nadya's surprise, she fell asleep pretty easily. But the thought that she was not alone didn't leave her head. Even in her sleep, she was hyper-aware of sleeping in one bed with Hyunjin. He, however, didn't seem to mind her presence at all. Even when she prys his fingers one by one away from his grip, he sleeps like he has been hit by a brick. Good, she doesn't want to wake him up. He will start following her around, and she wants to enjoy her peace while he is still asleep.

After a big struggle, Nadya is free from his grip. Despite a small win, she still cannot use her left leg properly. The doctor told her to use crutches; however, she chose not to. She can use a wall for some support, and her leg will be fine in less than two weeks.

Nadya gets to the bathroom, but before she can do anything, she slips. Her hand grabs onto the sink to keep her balance, but she knocks everything on it instead. Soap and whatever else is there scatters to the ground. The sound causes Hyunjin to rush inside. He's disheveled, still half asleep.

"There are no damsels here to save. Go back to sleep," she tells him, lowering herself to sit down. This is embarrassing.

He eyes the mess and grips Nadyas. He elbowed her in an attempt to pull her up. "Where are your crutches?"

She refuses his help just because she can. "I don't need them," she protests.

"You do, and you've just proved it," he says, motioning to the stuff rolling on the ground and back at her. Nadya is still sitting on the ground; however, she sees his words as a challenge. She grips onto the sink and pulls herself to her feet. Why would she need crutches when she's perfectly capable of everything?

He looked at her skeptically. "You're not my mother to lecture me," she snaps before he can say something snarky.

He scowls; somehow, just the mention of her mother makes the atmosphere thick. "Don't bring your controlling mother into this. I just want what's best for you," he mumbles, picking up some of the stuff Nadya had dropped.

It was her turn to scowl at him. "That's what she said too."

"You're going to hurt yourself." His tone softens out of nowhere. She doesn't understand the way his brain works, maybe for the better.

"So?"

The look he gives makes Nadya believe he will push her on purpose. Just to prove a point. "I have to make sure you don't."

"I didn't ask you to do such a thing," Nadya argued.

"That's not how it works."

Nadya sighs, realizing she won't win. "I need to shower. Get out."

Nadya does shower and gets ready for the day, but something isn't right; Nadya's hands are shaky. They never were. If she cannot even draw a straight line, then how is she supposed to do makeup? She's useless if she can't do makeup.

"Did you break your neck in there?" She hears Hyunjin's voice from the other side of the door. Not yet, but she's about to.

"I'm good," she answers, slumping to the ground to sit down. She's frustrated; there are already hot tears streaming down her face. She needs to calm down before coming out.

"What are you doing for so long?"

I'm thinking about how pathetic and useless I am. Nothing serious; why? "I'll be out soon," Nadya sighs, standing up. Using the wall, she gets to the door and opens it.

Hyunjin is sitting on his bed. He eyes Nadya as she walks out. She's not even shy in front of him anymore; he's seen the worst versions of her. He saw her wet and shivering, with her makeup running down her face and her clothes sticking to her body. "Have you been crying? Why?"

"It's frustrating."

Hyunjin raises an eyebrow, but Nadya doesn't elaborate. He doesn't ask again; she's thankful for that. Hyunjin leaves, and some time later he comes back with a distraught look on his face, which makes Nadya's heart drop to her heels. "They were talking in the kitchen. Your cop is there too. They are closing the circus," he tells her.

"Closing? They can't. We are just taking a break," Nadya argues.

"Well, tell that to the cop. Not me."

She might as well do that. Nadya rises from the bed and starts her trip. She can lightly use her leg for balance, but that doesn't make her fast. Nadya expects Hyunjin to attempt to stop her, but he just wraps a hand around her for some extra support. At least he had learned to don't boss her around. It never ends well.

She barges inside and pokes a finger at Orion's chest. "You can't do that."

"I have papers proving that I can," Orion answers smugly. What did she even see in him? Cocky bastard.

"We are on a break. Isn't that enough?"

"Not for the killer," he points out. "If the circus closes, This all may stop." He has a point, but that still doesn't make him right. What if it doesn't? All of their hard work at the circus would go to waste.

"So you're trying to compensate for your inability to do your job?" Nadya grabs onto the last string. "Have y'all even been looking into the case, or is it collecting dust somewhere?"

"It's on hold. Been taking too long; we set it aside so we don't waste time," Orion answers.

Now she's angry; she's pissed. "What about Allen, Miguel? They're going to be in jail until you decide to do your job. That's not fair," Nadya protests.

"Life isn't fair, sweetheart." Orion winks at her. That is all it takes to have Nadya all up in his personal space.

Just as she is about to attack him, she feels a hand around her waist, subtly pulling her back. "Do you want to get arrested?!"

"But-"

"No buts."

Nadya glares at Orion, who is, to her surprise, focusing on Hyunjin. Hyunjin just saved his ass from her rage. What is he unpleased about? Nadya watches the officer's eyes drift down to Hyunjin's arm around her waist. Oh. Is he serious right now? He's acting like she's cheating on him. Ridiculous.

Nadya pushes Hyunjin's hand away anyway because now she is hyper-aware of it and she doesn't like it. She doesn't like him touching her. It's weird, and he's been too bold lately.

"But, like, what is the reasoning behind this? Do you have proof it will work?" Nadya still attempts to reason.

"It looks like the killer planned to close the circus by force. If we do it ourselves, he may leave everyone alone," Orion answers. Nadya loathes the fact that he is sort of right.

"What if he doesn't?"

"That only time will tell," he answers. "Worst-case scenario: y'all will have to go home and leave all of this behind."

But she doesn't have anywhere to go. None of the people left do. That's why they stayed. Unlike Elis, unlike the dancers, They have nowhere to go. They are the real strays.

Just looking at his happy face makes Nadya sick. She has to get out. Nadya starts limping out of the wagon when her foot slips, and she almost falls from the stairs. Luckily, Jun was following her out and managed to grab her in time. "Don't hurt yourself because of some lame cop," he mumbles.

It's not like she did that on purpose. "I want to hurt him," she points at the wagon where Orion's voice is still ringing through the metal walls, "but the law is against it."

"Woah. Let's stop right there," Jun cages the girl in a hug. "You still didn't tell me what happened between you two," he utters.

"He's an asshole; that's what happened." Nadya refuses to answer him. It's pathetic, really.

"What did he do?"

"He was only going out with me to get information for the case," she scoffs.

Jun overreacts, just like she expected. That's why she didn't tell him. Jun opens his mouth and closes it, then he's storming back into the wagon. Nadya tries to follow him, but she's slower. By the entry, Nadya runs into Hyunjin, who raises an eyebrow as if asking what's happening.

Nadya wishes she knew; she just points at Jun and shrugs. Jun closes the vagon door behind him, and then the chaos starts. There's a punch, followed by a groan and various shouts, along with Taraji screeching. Hyunjin leaps up the stairs with those long legs of his, only to see the boys holding back Jun from attacking Orion. Onion wipes at his split lip.

And that's her best friend.

"Why did you punch him?"

Jun is sitting in the police office waiting to be called inside, while Nadya came along for emotional support. That's what happens when you punch a cop; you're the villain, even if the cop deserves it.

"Because he hurt you," Jun shrugs, as if it's no big deal.

"You shouldn't have."

"I had to, and I'd do it again. Preferably with more precision next time," he hisses.

"Next," A woman pokes her head out. Jun stands up, and Nadya barely squeezes his hand before he disappears. She's more nervous than he is anyway.

Jun is not normally aggressive towards anyone, so Nadya is still in shock. Out of everyone, he was the least likely person on her list to punch someone. Is she proud of him in some way? Of course, she is.

He walks out about half an hour later. Nadya looks up at him expectantly. "I'll have to pay a fine, and it will go into my records as an assault on a policeman," he shrugs as if it's normal.

"That's not good," The girl grumbles. Any criminal record is a huge disadvantage in life. They will have to move on. Find jobs. This will make him less appealing.

"I have no regrets," he pats Nadya to get up. "Let's go home."

Home...

Nadya had prescribed this ointment to put on her bruises. One problem is that she cannot reach her back. Partly because of the fact that her entire side is bruised. She must have landed on it when she fell. She needs help, yet with her useless leg, it is hard for her to go and fetch anyone. Nadya can't do this alone and doesn't have anyone to do it for her. Just a useless roommate who may or may not be that useless.

"Hyunjin!" She shouts. He may or may not answer. Worth a shot.

Silence. "Yes?"

"Can you get Jun or Taraji?" Nadya questions.

He has a hand over his eyes as he opens the door. Dramatic as always. "Why?"

"I need their help, and you can look," Nadya says subconsciously. He acts like a bigger prude than her sometimes. Living with a different gender isn't ideal, but she's fine with it; he should be as well.

He scans her just to make sure. Come on. Who does she take her for? "Help with what?"

"I can't reach my back, and I also need to change bandages," Nadya tells him.

He just nods and freezes on the spot. Nadya Jad noticed that's what he does when he's thinking. He disconnects. "I can help," he offers. "They might be asleep already."

He is right, but Nadya would much rather wake them up. Exposure therapy, maybe it will be less weird if they start interacting more. It can't be that bad. "Fine," she mumbles, tossing him the container of the ointment.

Then she gathers up her shirt and reveals her back to him. He inhales sharply. What now? "How did you not break anything?" he comments. Oh, that. Nadya had looked at her side in the mirror. It's not scratched, but it's a deep violet color. It doesn't look good.

She simply shrugs. The ointment is cold against her skin. It makes her shy away from it. Maybe it's not just the ointment. Maybe it's his fingers brushing her bare skin. He's gentle, yet she still feels uncomfortable. Nadya dislikes him deeply, yet she lets him touch her. Her mom would be flabbergasted; she would call her damaged goods. She was always a product in preparation for selling, which is why her mother wanted her to be untouched and innocent.

"That should be enough," he announces.

That makes Nadya lift her head and turn to the mirror to look at his work. "There are bandages on the counter. Could you help me with those too?" I asked somewhat shyly; she never liked asking for help.

"Sure," he mumbles. The tone of his voice reveals he doesn't want to be there either. The feeling is mutual.

He hugs Nadya to wrap the bandage around her waist. Then he wraps it up a few more times. His hair brushes over her cheek each time he leans to grab the end of the bandage. Then he secures it. His fingers brush against her back as he does. The contact sends electricity down her exposed spine. Prude. Total prude.

"Done," he says, steps away. Nadya immediately pulls down her sweater to cover up.

"Alright, thank you."

"You're welcome," he answers while walking backwards. Then he knocks over a broom, leans against an open door, almost falls on his face, and stumbles out. Idiot. What else is there to say?

Nadya follows after him shortly to find him sitting in thought. She doesn't pay him much attention; he's always an odd presence in the room. "I didn't notice it was that bad," Hyunjin mumbles. Nadya can't help but raise an eyebrow at him. "Your injuries."

"I'll live."

"You're stronger than you look," he mumbles. Well, that's something. Did he hit his head while stumbling out of the bathroom earlier?

"Thank you?"

"Sorry, I just," he scratches his head, "I was a bit insensitive about all of this."

Is he high? Who cares? She's tired and not up for conversation. "Fine. You're forgiven. Go to sleep."

"Not going to climb into my bed today?" He's smug again.

"No promises."

"Hwang," Nadya pokes her roomated head; "Hyunjin," she pokes again.

He groans and grabs the girl's wrist, stopping her from bugging him again. "Can't I sleep again?"

She nodded, but he wasn't looking. "Yes."

He scoots over and opens up the sheets. Nadya gets in. It's quiet. His bed is warmer than hers. "Satisfied?" He mumbles.

"Yep," she replies. Hyunjin rolls on another side and turns his back on her. She stares at the darkness and still cannot sleep. With nothing else to do, she decides to bug her roommate some more. "Are you asleep?"

"I would be if not you," he mutters, half asleep. "Go to sleep."

When Nadya can't sleep, she usually goes for a walk. Now it's different, but does it have to be? "I am going outside," she announces. Why is she even telling him? She doesn't need his permission.

"No."

"What do you mean, no?"

"You heard me," he mutters into his pillow.

"It wasn't a question," Nadya protests, peeling the covers away in an attempt to escape. Shes not going to let the fear stop her, neither Hyunjin.

He grips Nadya's arm and presses it into the mattress. She tries to pull it away, but he is stronger. "You have a death wish?" he mutters as he sits up and turns on the light.

"No, but I do have a wish. Wish to go outside," Nadya smiles at him fakely. He scoffs and turns off the light once again, still holding her hand.

"Go to sleep."

[crehador]

Can I ask, if you have top favorite romantic couples (can be canon or non canon) of all time from any media? Why love them? Thx :D

ANON SORRY THIS ASK HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY INBOX FOR FIVE BILLION YEARS

this is such a fun thing to think about but my brain of course is just going "ichisama ichisama ichisama" nonstop, but now i will sit down and properly try to think of a top five (like the top 10 characters ask, i'll limit this to animanga and possibly group some together; i'm also limiting myself to ONLY icsm from hpmi, or this whole list would be hpmi lmao)

1. in first place of course it is ICHISAMA FOR LIFE

using this image yet again because well it's right there in my pinned and very convenient

i am a sucker for the dumb of ass kind of heart one falling for the bad boy with a heart of gold one, ESPECIALLY when they have the friends to enemies to lovers arc that ichisama does (ok the to lovers part is obviously hc only but hoo boy it is a strong hc)

what can i say about them really besides that i am writing a fic a day for them every day this year. i think that. says it all lol

2. gotta be koyanagi/kabakura wotakoi AND kashima/hori gsnk

while i'm not saying they are identical ships they definitely fall into the same bucket for me, and boy oh boy do i love that bucket

kashima and hori make me belligerently delighted, and koyanagi and kabakura make me a special sort of feral that i don't even know how to start in on

i really like narumi and hirotaka from wotakoi too, but there's something about koyanagi and kabakura that gets to me way more. the geek4geek dynamic is just impeccable with all four of them but the

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koyanagi/kabakura wedding just gave me a special sort of glee. i just don't think there's a single thing i don't love to pieces about them, their backstory ova only makes them better

3. saaaaaaya and yuusuke from neon sign amber (aka aokise knb)

obligatory shoutout to the boys of my FAVORITE BL OF ALL TIME ok so like as far as bl goes neon sign amber is really not the most unique thing, i would say. but that's what makes it so perfect to me

i feel like a lot of outstanding bl are great in ways that are 'atypical' for bl, like how saezuru is bl, sure, but also comes with a genuinely gripping gritty yakuza plot. and many others that are highly praised tend to be praised by people going "oh this is good because it's not like TYPICAL bl" which i have feelings about but let's not get into that here

neon sign amber is my favorite because it is very much a typical bl, it has a lot of the typical tropes (guy who's been historically straight but is "gay for you" for example)

i don't necessarily love any of those tropes, but i adore what neon sign amber does with them. it is practically a cookie cutter bl, but its characters (despite existing for only one volume of a manga) live in my heart forever. it takes that "gay for you" trope and doesn't gloss over the problems that could arise in a relationship like that, instead actually addressing them in a way i found satisfying

saya especially is one of my guys of all time, and given that they're kind of obviously aokise i'm lumping them in here too. mwah

4. idolish7 YUKIMOMO MY BELOVEDS (e banri)

thought about this one a lot because i feel like i normally like them in a... normal way, so do they really make the top five? but honestly i think they do

i love their stage gay married act and i love to think that's very much rooted in a foundation of they are actually fucking in love with each other. but just that would've made them a cute but not too memorable ship to me

THEIR BACKSTORY THOUGH. MY GOD. first of all baby momo looks literally just like tdd ichiro which is a. a lot. for me. lmao but anyway setting that aside

momo discovering revale at such a pivotal time in his life, being saved by them, becoming their fans, and then being the one to replace banri after THAT happened??? and then five years later feeling like he's running out of time with yuki and ad;slkfja;lkdsfj

i'm becoming incoherent just thinking about it. anyway i guess this is kind of an ot3 for me though i like it in very much a "we are a couple and we are, as a couple, dating banri" sort of thing (not because they wouldn't ever see banri as an equal partner but because imo banri has better things to do than get too involved in that lol)

5. this last one... is so tough... i think i'm giving it to VARIOUS RELATIONSHIPS IN TOKYO GHOUL

ok this is absolutely cheating and ultimately i think what i would have to say is kaneki and hide because like. eat my face to survive is peak romance to me, sorry. as if it's my fault

HOWEVER there are just so many relationships in tokyo ghoul that i'm absolutely obsessed with. amon/akira and nishio/kimi especially!! amon and akira are so so so delightful to me, in a way similar to roy and riza fma, and nishio and kimi are just. i mean. again. eat me to survive. peak romance

(and i swear i'm not a nishio stan because of voice actor bias, i have not watched tokyo ghoul yet because i have been repeatedly and sternly warned away from it... nishio is one of my manga favorites even without the asnm factor, but good fucking lord does the asnm factor tempt me to watch)

the writing in tokyo ghoul is genuinely just so good to me. the main plot is fantastic but what really makes it is the relationships between characters, both romantic and not

(also a fan of the one-sided tsukiyama/kaneki thing going on but strictly as a one-sided thing lol, tsukiyama get wrecked (said with affection))

so i think that is. more or less where my top five would be. though it's like. it's hard. and probably always changing. those are the first beloved ones to come to my though so they will go in this post and i will smack myself in the forehead and be like "I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT ______" as soon as i go to sleep probably

thank you for the ask!

[babyloniastreasure]

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Looking at that confession as Urukian lover and Mahabros lover I am torn between

"those fights are dope this is gameplay adaptation you can't expect them to be historically accurate" and

"I also think the distance that Fate franchise put between Gil and Enkidu is ridiculous these two's PDA are downright insufferable in the epic also getting tired with Fate pointlessly chaining Karna Arjuna on the hip while refuse to explore their relationship with Kauravas and Pandavas seriously why did you make Duryodhana and Bhima summonable servants and still fujobaiting 2 brothers who geniunely hate each other before they get the whole murdery outta their system"

There is definitely a delicate balance between the way Fate depicts fights between certain characters and how those fights would have gone outside of Fate's characterization. Fate, however, tends to lean only on its own writing and very rarely takes the source material into account, which means we should probably keep our expectations low and remember that this is not going to be accurate to begin with

For that reason I don't have any strong feelings about how Gilgamesh and Enkidu's/Junao and Super Karna's fights were depicted. Like, I understand where the frustration comes from, because I'm a huge advocate for accuracy and wish Fate would be more accurate. I've rambled about inaccuracies re: The Epic of Gilgamesh and Fate many a time. But within Fate's own characterization, it makes WAY more sense for Gilgamesh and Enkidu to fight at long range than it would be for them to wrestle. Gilgamesh is an Archer who is big and flashy and likes to make a show out of his power. He can't very well do that when he's up close and personal with someone. He honed his technique and this is how he chooses to fight at his peak of power. Likewise, Enkidu is going to try and best Gilgamesh at his own game--which is a ranged battle. They are both dramatic show offs, constantly trying to best the other and gloriously as possible. But for them it's more like a game, it's admiration, its nostalgic. So they'll fight in a way that allows them to see the full power of the other and take all of that in as much as possible. You can see much more of your beloved in all of his glory when you're looking at him from a distance.

The same goes for Junao vs Karna fighting in melee rather than at range. It makes sense given the characterization and context. They want to kick each other's ass so very, very badly, and it's much more fulfilling to settle a lifelong grudge when you're right up in your opponent's face when you deal those heavy blows. When you're fighting that close to someone, there's tension, there's desperation, there's emotion. You feel your weapon crash against and cut through your opponent, you don't get that with ranged fights. It's deeper, its more satisfying, it's more devastating. Junao and Karna have deeply personal feelings and reasons for fighting each other, it's more fitting for them to demonstrate their resolve and prove their power while looking the other directly in the eye.

That face-to-face desperation also creates a higher risk because neither Junao NOR Karna are typically close-range combatants. Karna is mid range at best, but even still his style is typically getting in close to the enemy so they cant use ranged attacks against him. Considering this, if Karna is getting in close, Junao would have to retaliate at the same close range. And we know Arjuna/Junao is skilled with any manner of weapons and combat styles, so it's not exactly inaccurate for him to be able to fight Karna at close range anyway.

I suppose it's less about historical accuracy or artistic depiction, and more about looking at how the Fate characters fight and how they'd react to whoever made the first move in that fight. Because again, this is Fate. Neither the characters themselves nor their Fate-narratives are accurate. Why would they bother with historical accuracy now?

But perhaps I have read too much into it or missed the point altogether lmao

In my humble opinion, we as Fate fans need to stop comparing Fate's adaptation of heroes to their source material, because we only hurt ourselves by doing so. As unfortunate as that is

I do agree that Arjuna and Karna should stop being so attached at the hip though. I'd love nothing more than to see their relationships with other Mahabharata servants flourish independently of the other. We can only hope that one day Yudhishthira will become summonable and bring balance to Chaldea

[mxtsuriluv]

kidnapping, alcohol, cursing, mentally abusive, age gap, sexual assault, assault/jerks, trauma, drama, hatred, enemies to lovers, mommy issues, daddy issues, suicide, self harming, drug abuse , written in lower case and so much more for those topics that are sensitive such as sa, suicide, etc i'll put a warning beforehand ! < 3

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"sorry?"

everyone in the class exclaimed to the news their teacher relied on them. mr.aizawa sigh and was dumbfounded by his students reaction, i mean he at least expected his students to at least be happy? not to gave him a dull reaction. isn't this a good way for them to interact with eachother and get to know one another better so why are they acting like its the end of the world?

"well you guys don't look happy about it" mr.aizawa said as the students quickly shook their heads.

"were overjoy sensei! but why now? is there a sole purpose for this task?" kirishima asked as the others agreed to it.

"midnight though this was a good idea for you guys, think about it as taking a little break. im not sure why she suggested it now, nedless to say kids she's the one that choose your partner for this project. you guys are to stay with your partner for 30 days and get to know eachother better, matter of fact socialize with them more, and this would count as a big grade in your finals. anyone who objects would fail my class, i'm sure none of you have any problem with it"

"yes, mr.aizawa" everyone said.

satisfied with the answer, mr.aizawa in the chalkboard wrote down his students names and who will they be partner up with.

y/n was looking for her name and it seemed that mr.aizawa wrote their names based on the rows they were seated in. row a contained hagakure who got paired up with ojiro, then was bakugou who got paired up with ...yaoyorozu?, anyways next in line was midoryia who got paired up with uraraka

anddd finallyyy..... y/n with -

there's no way. some students were happy with who their partner was for this assignment and some were not. in this case y/n was not, like how could she? when her partner doesn't even like her and can't stand being in the same room as her!?

"oh! y/n is with..... todoroki!" mina exclaimed excited but worried at the same time.

upon hearing that the whole classroom stood silence. they all know that todoroki and yagi don't exactly get along, at least that's what it seems like.

"is there any way we can change our partners..." y/n said in a whisper but due to the quietness mr.Aizawa was able to hear it.

"you must stay with the partner you were assigned to"

and with that being said, the bell rang making everyone go towards their partner for the assigment, y/n made her way towards yaoyorozu and whisper to her.

"please switch partners with me yaomomo" y/n pleaded

"but you heard mr.aizawa.."

"he doesn't have to know, you and todoroki have more chemistry together so i don't see the big deal"

"c,chemistry?" yaoyorozu said slightly confused but flatter a little.

"oi, brat i don't like my partner as well but i'm sucking it up. it's not the end of the world, deal with it"

bakugou said as he grab the girl and drag her towards todoroki throwing her at him.

"if i find out you hurt her in any way, i'll destroy that angelic face of yours" bakugou said as he glared at him and then left, going towards yaoyorozu.

"forgot to mention, by the end of the project you guys need to write a summary about it and i want details in it, class dismissed"

todoroki quickly cleared his throat making y/n pulled away from him. both of them stood there awkwardly.

"uh, so what do you wanna do first?" y/n said as she look up to him meeting his stoic face and out of habit she started scratching herself on her neck, she usually does it when she's nervous.

"screw you" todoroki said and y/n stood there dumbfounded as he passed right through her leaving her alone for a moment.

'did he?... no. he did not just— ima kill that son of a bitch!'

and with that y/n started running after him. "hey! jackass!" y/n yelled making todoroki turned around with a sigh of annoyance only to be greeted with snow right onto his face. y/n had use her quirk against him.

"it's been two years todoroki, two damn years of this whole rivalries thing. i don't know why you despite me that much but please just go through this like a mature person so we can get the damn grade"

y/n said sternly as she look into the boys eyes, she wanted to have atleast a reaction out of him, but at the end she got nothing, she only got the same stoic dull face of his.

on the other hand todoroki was about to use his quirk against the girl and freeze her where she's standing and leave the building but she was right. the whole project thing was a grade at the end of the day and they needed to at least pretend they were getting a lot for some time.

he quickly glanced at the girl, golden hour had just set in illuminating the hallways with orange and yellowish tinges, and as well her. her skin look so soft under the hues of the light. todoroki suck in a breath, his classmate was attractive sure but shoto can't bring himself to accept the girl, for fuck sakes she's all might child.

and for that sole reason he doesn't want to be around the girl. all might is the whole reason his father created him in the first place, his whole existence he has been taught to become greater than him and beat him, so when he found out all might had a daughter he was determine to become greater than her and beat her at everything.

as second passed by, y/n grew irritated. she felt like she was making a full of herself and she didn't like that not one bit, biting the inside of her mouth she sigh.

"well each have a turn, one minute to say what we think about each other, what we feel towards one another, and then we'll put our differences aside and get this over with, deal?"

todoroki listened to the girl and slowly nodded as he saw y/n signaling him to go first.

"don't take this very personal but your not the brightest person out there. for someone who thinks so high of themselves i expected more from you yagi. those countless matches were we needed to compete, it seemed like you were always going so easy on me, seems like pithiness towards me. that's what i hate so much about you, remember our first encounter? heck you pushed me out of your way and didn't even apologize or anything you look back and stare at me for a second and walked away like if i was someone that was just wasting your time, like if i was a low life that couldn't, can't be compare to your level. i can't stand being in the same room as you... literally talking with you right now is making me want to puke, i would rather be alone in a room with mineta instead of being stuck here with you. you annoy me, every single word that comes out of you makes my head hurt and i wanna shove it right back at your mouth just to get you to shut up"

y/n had to put a finger on his mouth in order to shut him up, she back away and look slightly hurt.

"plus your all might's child and i'm endevours, our fathers have history of not liking one another it was bound to happened that we won't as well"

y/n just nodded towards him and slightly smile.

"haha did you had to be that honest with me? todoroki our first encounter was just a misunderstanding, i wasn't staring at you, i was staring behind you which so happened to be bakugou, he pissed me off that day. whatever i'm not here to explain myself."

and with a deep breath y/n took a look of the boy.

"let me prove you wrong during these 30 days ... just put up with my behavior for 30 days and if by the end of it you still don't like me we'll never talk to one another again or even acknowledge the other..deal?"

shoto slightly frowned to the girl but it wasn't really a bad deal so he agreed to it.

"you didn't got to say your part about how you feel about me"

"i have nothing to say to you todoroki, now let's pretend that we're the bested friends"

a groan left the boys mouth as he started following the girl back to the dorms. this project sure was going to impact their life's.

[chaoxfix]

whats your favorite trope to READ?

OUGH... thats a good one. damn...

i think i read a lot of the same things i like to write -- a lot of what i write is meant to fill a need i had to read about something but didn't see any fics about. and most of what i want more of is, in this order:

deep nameless bonds that don't fit neatly into a specific box. like sonic and tails, are they friends or siblings or guardian and ward or mentor and student ... or for sonally, are they divorced or are they rivals or are they soulmates or are they in love at all. or for catradora are they childhood friends or lovers or enemies or rivals. (all of the above <3333 otp of all time. i cant even write anything about them because their story is already perfect.) or for timkon, are they best friends or are they in love or are they rivals or are they codependent. anyways you get what i mean. i want to have to grapple with the very idea of how characters feel about the other. i want them to not know either. (other all time ships i will out myself by saying: makoharu, zelink, dickkory, and many of my own lesbian otp creations)

worldbuilding/theories. i LOVE seeing explanations, even little ones, in fics. i just like seeing extrapolation from canon elements and saying 'hey wouldnt it be neat if X was because of Y' or 'i think that there should be a history of why X is like this' and just trying to make sense of something. part of why the sonic series is like catnip to me is because theres SO MUCH LORE but so little explanation. almost none of it was probably meant to be anything but thats why its soooo satisfying to try and piece together a story despite that. i was like this with zelda back in the day too. the timeline was my bread and butter and i wanted sooo badly for it to make sense so i loved seeing people try to make it work. also... as an occasional treat, 'wouldn't it be fucked up if-?' type stuff. but only if there's some canon grounding or worldbuilding to set it up. (i.e., in my fics, 'wouldnt it be fucked up if the reason eggman only took 6 months after capturing sonic to take over the world, was because sonic powered his weapons? he certainly has the energy for it')

existential horror but in a character development way. i go NUTS for time loops or reality shifting. i have such strong feelings about reboots and rewrites that acknowledge theyre rewriting something; theres just something about the existential horror of having the world shift and only you remember it and it's your responsibility to let it live on through you, or your responsibility to fix time itself. the archie genesis wave fucks me up every time, same with dc rebooting and having superboy be one of the lone survivors of the spacetime rewrite. ......but in more smallscale ways, time loops, characters who haunt the narrative, 'you came back wrong', that kind of thing. i dont believe in ghosts but i believe in hauntings, if that makes sense. i believe anything can be haunted if there's something that shouldn't have been lost, and someone who refuses to let it go -- and that can have a powerful impact on scifi stories where reality itself functions a bit like magic.

i think i got a bit off the rails... this was fun! thank you for asking!!

EDIT: hi i realize upon re-reading your ask. ... that you said tropes and not, uh. just what do i like to read. in that case.....,,,,,,, fake dating, emotional hurt/comfort, and younger sibling complexes. ^^;;;;; jakdjkfsdjk i cant delete the previous answer though its too much to let go of

[touchingmadness]

Happy STS, Mae!

For Touched:

Are there any overarching or recurring themes in this WIP? What are they? How are they relevant?

What inspired you to write this WIP?

Share a quote (from the story or not) that you feel sums up the WIP well.

What is your favorite relationship dynamic to write? (specific or in general)

In General:

What is your favorite place to write?

Describe some of your favorite tropes.

~Morri🗡 (@memento-morri-writes)

P.S. - sorry for the mega ask! I tend to get carried away with questions, hahhaa.

Don't apologize, I love it!!! 😊💕

Are there any overarching or recurring themes in this WIP? What are they? How are they relevant?

The primary themes are concerned with how parents/authority fail us, dealing with childhood trauma as an adult, and emerging adulthood. Eris is 23-years-old and just getting to the point where she recognizes that expecting her to fight as she did was a child was not something that should have been happening. And she's starting to acknowledge that the lies told by the organization responsible for her upbringing have had lasting negative impact on her ability to function. But she's an adult now. She has to learn how to function, or she's going to self-destruct. And this is the core of the story, Eris trying to figure out what she wants/needs to live a happy life.

What inspired you to write this WIP?

The crisis that comes with being a senior in college. The crisis that comes with being in your early-to-mid 20s. The crisis that comes from being seen as a person by some people and a child by others and realizing that those shouldn't be contradictory anyway. Also, just my dissatisfaction with a lack of stories dealing with ex Chosen Ones coping with their past. I would eat that shit up, but it barely exists outside of fanfiction.

Share a quote (that you feel sums up the WIP.

From the short story that this started out as: “We got out. We’re battered and bruised, but we’re here. We made it. We can never forget, but we have to let ourselves live. That’s the only way we’ll have a chance to heal.”

What is your favorite relationship dynamic to write?

Going to go specific in this one. Eris and Kade. They're practically the same person under different circumstances, and it is so much fun to find and play with that balance. And anytime they interact, they both suddenly read as being more whole, not because of their growing romantic interest, but because by just being around each other, new character aspects are exposed. Putting them next to each other effectively gives me a chance to shine a light into what both of them are thinking but aren't saying.

What is your favorite place to write?

It used to be my desk in my college dorm, but I don't really have one right now.

Describe some of your favorite tropes.

Found family, especially when it's queer. Not sure if these count as tropes or just literary devices, but I love baptism and rebirth imagery. I don't know what I find so satisfying about it, but I love this little devices to signify that a character is changed and cannot go back ever again. And if I'm drifting into literary devices, I'm also obsessed with literary foils which is probably why I also enjoy enemies to lovers, because it tends to examine those sorts of characters.

Thanks for the ask!

[ayioumz]

I saw request were open! && was wondering you could write headcanons for diluc, thoma, and childe? This is bit of a crossover I suppose? But Where their s/o is an ackerman (similar to mikasa) who’s very protective, caring/dotting & most likely stronger than them.

Feel free to ignore or change it up if you like !!

I'LL KEEP YOU SAFE

1/31/22 ; if they don't take care of themselves, you'll do it yourself.

HELP i dont know if i did good or smth anyways my brain evaporated ─── featuring ; diluc, thoma, childe x caring & strong! gn! reader ─── warning ; fights, mention of alcohol (diluc), wounds but i won't give so much details about it, foul languange? not proofread ─── genre ; fluff, slight hurt w/ comfort ─── check my other works here ; MASTERLIST

you knew of DILUC's hatred with the fatui, the abyss, you also knew of how he would go out at night and fight off the monsters in monstadt and how he would come home with wounds and his outfit sometimes ripped. this time, you followed him - you can fight, absolutely! you even almost knocked kaeya out when you went drinking.

DILUC had found another fatui hideout and you followed, keeping a large distance but him still within your sight. when he entered the hideout underneath an abandoned mine, you had bitten your lip as an unsettling feeling creeped into your veins.

perhaps still keeping a large distance was a bad idea when he had entered the mine, you stare at the hideout and scrunched up your nose in annoyance, it was full of passageway! you pressed your hand on the cold wall and looked around before shouting your lover's name, has he gone far? is he safe? you grumbled and started walking to a direction you think DILUC would pick.

the more you walk around, the more anxious you get - you don't know where he is and you can only hope that he is not wounded. you stopped for a while and finally heard the sound of weapons and -

"a fight," you whispered to yourself and ran into the direction of the sounds, "DILUC!" you ran until you finally see DILUC himself, fighting off the fatui skirmishers but you feel like he is completely worn out. "what are you doing here?!" "shut it!" you went quickly to his side and helped him fight, your hits were filled with anger and diluc stared at you as you hit the last fatui (who is knocked out with just one hit), DILUC sighed tiringly and slid down on the wall. "So .. you faked being asleep to follow me? you're so reckless .." he said but he showed a smile.

you frowned and kneeled before him, sighing as you tended into his wounds. you're still in the hideout but so what? you'll just fight off every enemy that you see and you'll win either way. after all of this, you looked at him and he did the same, "In every mission you go, take me with you. I want to take care of you too."

CHILDE frowned and press his fingertips on his forehead, he was stressing out and you could tell, CHILDE had to think of a strategy that would go perfectly with the next plan that the tsaritsa gave but he couldn't think of anything.

though he did thought of just defeating all of the enemies that will get in his way,

you had went by his side and placed your hands on his shoulders with a frown, though you're a fatui yourself - CHILDE's burden was ten times bigger than yours and he stayed up for two days already.

"ajax" you called out softly as you rubbed the back of his hand, "go rest, you'll eventually think of something when you wake up." CHILDE pouted as held your hand, "i need to finish this today." he said and looked up at you but only saw your lips formed into a straight line, he sighed and looked at the side, "mhm.. maybe a few more hours on this then i'll rest?" he said but you weren't satisfied. he panicked slightly when you didn't respond but you had dragged him out of his sit and pushed him onto his bed. "go to sleep, i'm worried about you - please."

you noticed THOMA had been clumsy lately and now you know why! he almost fell of the chair he was standing and you had caught him - he was burning up! so here you are sitting beside him, taking care of him while he laughed nervously and poorly trying to convince you that he is fine.

you made him miso soup for him, and you sighed as he finished the meal.

"[y/n] .. i'm alright, really! i'll take care of myself more," he gave you a smile, "i promise!" you rolled your eyes and gazed at him, "hmph, you better of i'll have to take care of you myself." you said before standing up from your seat and taking the new drenched towel before placing it on THOMA's forehead.

THOMA gave you a smile and muttered gibberish words, and slowly - sleep was taking over and his words stopped. you could only hear his soft snores and you press a soft kiss on his forehead.

you stay there until he awoke again.

[lolabangtan]

(this is not a request don't fret kkkkk) but would you ever write a ff about a very rude (the stereotype of the kinda sexist disrespectful fuckboy) that OC tames? THIS IS NOT A COMPLAINT DON'T GET ME WRONG I love your fics but the men... They're unrealistically nice. Most of them are jerks. So it's something I've noticed in your stories, how the men are always not misogynistic?? Hence I thought I'd be interesting to see how you'd handle a story with a male lead like that. I love your fics btw

+ I forgot to mention that I know you've written enemies to lovers before, or mature topics. I was talking about something more like a very rude man as a man. Not my piece of cake either, but since I love your writing, it'd be great to see it.

Sorry I took so long to reply! Honestly at first I didn't know what to say. I mean, I don't like misonystic men. I find sexism rather unattractive. However, I see where you're coming from, and as much as I despise them, I can't say I don't find it satisfying to humble such a man.

With all of this said, even if what we write is fiction, I as a writer don't feel comfortable romanticising certain things.

If you also read dom!male ffs, you might have encountered several stories where abuse is turned into a sexual dynamic. Of course, it's fiction, and sometimes is consented within the narrative. I personally feel incredibly violent reading that stuff, so even if I were into dom!male ffs, I probably wouldn't read it anyways. Just as I don't like to read sub!male fics where the same kind of abuse takes place.

Now – and I know you probably didn't even want such a long reply, sorry 😭 – I don't like only fluffy stuff! You could even say I'm more into angst.

But the thing is, every single day I get out of bed and I have to put up with misogyny, catcalling, the fear of being drugged at a party, men being patronising and putting me down because I'm a woman. And I hate it, I hate it so much. So, I don't think I'll make the male lead of one of my fics, my personal cource of relief and peace, a sexist jerk for the sake of realism or the flimsy satisfaction of 'taming' a man.

There's this famous quote by Margaret Atwood about how everything is pretty much a male fantasy – and that itself is an act of dominance. I like my men respectful and nice, and flawed of course, but just as I wouldn't make them racist or queerphobic, I sure as hell don't fantasise about sexist men.

I mean, I do like the concept of taming a man who dislikes everyone, or a man who is overall rude. But when that hatred is directed at a community in specific, babe, that's bigotry.

Anyways, thanks for the ask! It was a great topic to discuss, and I'm glad you love my stories, I love writing them for yall❤️

Edit:

I forgot to mention that the stereotype of the misonystic fuckboy is outdated af. It's too 2010s for me lol nowadays you're either a toxic guy with black painted nails or an incel who goes around calling strangers a simp and had an identity crisis because suddenly liking underage anime girls 'is weird now'.

So, point is, if I wanted to tame a misonystic man I'd just call my dad and explain to him why catcalling is wrong even when it's not directed to his daughters.

[daisylincs]

Today is, officially, the last day of 2020 - so it's literally just in time that I'm getting to @aosrecweek's amazing challenge. But that does go to show the nature of this crazy year a little bit, right? Time has just been INSANE, and I honestly cannot believe it's so close to over.

That said, I want to put it out there that everyone - absolutely everyone - who created something in this mad year, is a SUPERHERO. Like. We could have hidden away in dark corners, curled into little balls, and lost touch with our creativity entirely - but instead, we made some of the most fantastic content I have ever seen. And, excuse the language, but that is fucking amazing, of each and every single one of us. We're bloody INCREDIBLE, you guys. We really are.

Now, the rules of this challenge dictate that I've got to start with some of my own things, then repeat with the same number of creations by other people. So I'm going to do that, and I apologise for the sheer length (and self-plug-iness) of what is about to follow - but, bloody incredible, remember? I really mean that. 💜💜💜

My Own:

you could call me babe for the weekend - 19k of Spideychelle being oblivious, mutually pining IDIOTS while being snowed in. And, you know, fake dating. (This thing was SO MUCH FUN to write and though, yeah, it got completely out of control, as evidenced by the 19k, I still really love it.)

'tis the damn season - my first attempt at writing a multi-chap, and, yeah, it only has one chapter as of now, but I really love said chapter. Basically, it's Daisy and Mackelena being friends, and honestly just the BEST friends - I adore the style I managed to achieve in this thing. Plus, the Skimmons I have planned up next is going to be da bomb.

the closest thing - Philindaisy plus fake family. Also; amusement parks. And for a fangirl like me - well, it was pretty much a dream come true to write!

oh valley of plenty - in this fic, I basically told myself, so AoS won't give us Huntingbird in the finale? Fine. I'll just do it myself then - in the fluffiest way possible. And that's exactly what I did - making them, and their kids, be best friends in Perthshire.

maybe life should be about more - a very angsty Skimmons and Daisy-centric AU, focusing on the internalised homophobia Daisy has experienced through her life, and shaking it off (and eventually, y'know, getting together with Jemma.)

and it's dark in a cold december (but i've got you to keep me warm) - Fitzsimmons just make such a supreme pairing for hurt/comfort, what with how insanely well they understand each other and care about each other, so I'm really glad for the Fitzsimmons Secret Santa giving me the chance to write this! Basically, this follows our science duo through a stressful mission on Christmas Eve (so yes, it's a mission fic!!) and realising that the two of them can do anything together.

july second - ahhh, one of my personal favourites to write! Daisy birthday surprise fluff will always be top-notch for me, especially for all the team-as-family fluff you can add in, especially especially that this is set in Staticquake times! Also, it's from Hunter's point of view, which will forever be the most insanely fun thing to write, I do think.

i just wanna be with you - man, I'm such a big royal fan, so getting the chance to write a modern royalty AU for my OTP was nothing short of amazing!! This is Princess Daisy and her fiancée Lincoln Campbell at their official engagement interview

see the line where the skye meets the sea - shameless season 1 bby Bus Kids fluff, featuring movie nights, singalongs and... so much fluff your teeth will rot. Also I'm really freaking proud of the pun in the title okay

'cause all that you are is all that i'll ever need - Huntingbird waking up together fluff (because, fight me, Huntingbird in their sweet moments is one of the sweetest things you will ever get to read or write.) This is also my, fluffy, take on the origin of the Franny's Saloon keychain.

we love you, we love you (and we hope you love we too) - aha, my first polyship fic! Also my first try at some actually fancy HTML formatting (forever thanks to Kat for explaining.) Both of these things combined to form a fic that even I think is ridiculously fluffy and funny, and kinda amazing, at that.

and man I don't know where the time goes (but it sure goes fast like that) - Another Bus Kids movie night fic, but this one set post-season 7, and reflecting on how far they've come. A little bit more hurt/comfort-y than it's pure fluff prequel, but still super fluffy and soft. And, of course, with a happy ending.

she shares my dreams, i hope that someday, i'll share her home - snowy Fitzsimmons fluff, complete with them falling in love at the Winter Olympics, as you do.

then you walked in and my heart went boom - 16k of Dekesy for the wife, and remarkable for that, because literally a month ago from this, I hated Dekesy with my entire soul. Then I started reading Kat's fics, and, well, fell in love with them... so much so that I wrote sixteen thousand words of enemies-to-friends-to-lovers, bed sharing holiday fluff for them.

a love like that - a Fitzsimmons Cinderella AU, featuring my two favourite science babies, in true science bby style, falling in love over science and how stupid the whole courting thing is. Also, Daisy makes a brief appearance, and she's the freaking best.

ever after - ah, probably the one single fic I'm proudest of. A post-season 7 Daisy character study focusing on her emotional rollercoaster re: losing her family/things never being the same again, which just achieves... an emotional level that I have never managed to replicate again. I was full-on sobbing while writing it, and, guys, it also part-holds the Closest To Making Kat Cry prize.

blue - Daisy character study spanning snapshots of seven seasons, and before - but tied together by something blue in every moment. Researching for this, and finding all the blue moments, was very interesting, and immensely satisfying, especially since all the moments where a little bit of blue was present actually combine to chronicle Daisy's journey on the show remarkably well.

who is that girl I see - the one time I decided to write straight angst, and straight angst with no happy ending. Melinda May post-Bahrain, folks.

take my hand, take my whole life too - aww, the first thing I wrote that I really and truly loved. A Staticquake and Fitzsimmons Actors AU, featuring a proposal on set and INCREDIBLE amounts of fluff and softness.

hold out your hand, 'cause friends will be friends - the wife's favourite, and, as second fics go, pretty damn good, if I do say so myself. It's a Soulmates AU for Staticquake and Mackelena, with the focus being on DaisyMack friendship, and lots of denial, angst, and guilt about finding their soulmates. (They figure it out eventually, don't worry - it's me, of course I made them happy.)

Fitzsimmons + Fake Dating moodboard - Fake dating will always be FAB, and picturing it out in a moodboard - especially for my clueless bby best friends in love - was the best, and super satisfying.

Staticquake + Orange moodboard - One of the cooler ideas I had for Trick or Treat (which I still have not finished, heaven help me) was to make a series of moodboards for my OTP plus different colours. This orange one is just so light, and cheerful, and happy, and honestly I kinda adore it.

This Philindaisy + Family Moodboard - making moodboards can be insanely frustrating when you just can't find the photo that fits exactly right. With this one, however, I found all the pics I needed pretty insanely fast, and, better, the whole thing just worked, and really nicely so, too.

This Bus Kids + Baking Cookies moodboard - there's absolutely NO faults to be found with tiny, adorable Skye, Fitz and Jemma concocting choc chip cookies - but I'm actually doing a tiny cheat here, because, cute as my moodboard here is, the accompanying fic by my love @eowima is the SWEETEST and best thing you could ever wish for!!!

This Daisy Johnson Appreciation Week Photoset - Day 3 of Daisy Johnson Appreciation Week focused on an emotion, and I picked confidence and power, because honestly, it's nothing short of amazing how confident and powerful our gorgeous girl has become.

This Daisy Johnson Appreciation Week Photoset - One of the times I wish I could gif, because this quote about struggling though never giving up just suits Daisy perfectly. The photos I found are cool, though, and I mean, it's Daisy, so that's already absolutely fabulous.

Other People's:

I managed to find twenty-six of my own things that I liked enough to put up there (because, yes, I'm that big a dork, 26 things for me being 26 is the way to go :D) Anyway, now that gives me the amazing chance to spotlight twenty-six of my favourite creations by my FANTASTIC mutuals! 😍

To start, my wife - Kat said I couldn't put everything she's ever written on here, so, ugh, I guess I'll just do my top five then. *grumbling* Everything by Kat is on here in spirit, though!!

Chasing Cars (even after the story ends) by @aleksandrachaev - the epic Dekesy roadtrip AU and incredible Daisy character study itself, which, I do believe, finishes today!! Words aren't enough to describe how freaking AMAZING this thing is, or how spectacularly well characterised. Just: if you haven't read this yet, you are missing out. You will laugh, you will groan, you will want to wrap Daisy in a very tight hug, and you will probably cry, too. This fic just has it all, really!

there goes the maddest man this town has ever seen by @aleksandrachaev - the post-season 7 Deke-crashes-the-Framework-Zoom-call fic I didn't know I needed (but spent the next two weeks rereading every single night.) It is absolutely INCREDIBLE, with all the Deke & Team feels we missed in the final outro scene, and honestly just the most fantastic writing. I cannot recommend it enough!

To Box It Up And Start Again (everything must go) by @aleksandrachaev - bloody hell, this BROKE me. Deke never really got to say goodbye in canon, but Kat gave him the chance to do it here. And, my freaking GOODNESS, she made it so incredibly bittersweet and heart-shattering. 10/10

i am a leaf on the wind by @aleksandrachaev - a little bit of a stretched-out, reflective moment in the season 7 finale. As Daisy lingers on the edge of death, she reflects on all the lives she could have had - and, man, what a study in bittersweetness!! This entire fic is utterly incredible, and something I think all Daisy fans should read.

Falling Into Place by @aleksandrachaev - here's a tiny cheat from me (sorry, babes, lmao) because technically this isn't one fic, but a series of three. Way too amazing to miss out on, though!! Set mid-season 7, this has the Chronicoms go after a young Mary Sue Poots to kill Quake before she can become a problem for them. They stop the Chronicoms, yes, but not without a TREMENDOUS dose of feels and hurt/comfort. There's also a wonderful little dose of Dekesy friendship, and then an adult adoption (!!) that honestly made my entire day to read. Actually, that's true for the entire series - I really canNOT yell about it enough!!

destroyer of worlds by @bobbimorseisbisexual - a study in incredible parallels between Jiaying's daughters. Utterly breathtakingly done, this will give you ALL the feels for this small and complex Inhuman family.

Muscle Memory by @robotgort and @bobbimorseisbisexual - a Huntingbird!! Bones!! AU!! And also a collaboration between two of the most fabulous Huntingbird authors in the fandom - honestly, what more can you ask for?! This will make you laugh, and gasp, and wince, and keep you guessing at each new plot twist (and also screaming at your screen for Hunter and Bobbi to get their acts together and TALK ABOUT IT.) In short: it's completely and utterly amazing, and I cannot, cannot recommend it enough!!

You Belong Among the Wildflowers by @libbyweasley - a freaking incredible Scis & Spies Regency AU! I only just started reading, but I was hooked all the way through, especially on the way Libby writes all four characters' complex relationships (and their attraction, and their history!) Everything about it is just completely stunning, and I for one cannot WAIT for these beautiful idiots to figure out they all belong together.

Family Snapshot by @tomatobookworm - if it's family fluff you're after, especially Staticquake family fluff, look no further! This tremendously soft and utterly amazing fic follows a day in the lives of a pregnant Daisy and her husband Lincoln, and their not-so-little family of Inhumans, both adopted and biological. There's also shopping with Grandma May, lots of feels, lots of shippiness, and just AMAZINGNESS all the way through!!

Best Day Ever by @loved-the-stars-too-fondly - Jemma and Daisy want to adopt a pet, and make a very special trip to Wisconsin to do it. Also, whether he knows who he is or not, Jemma has an important question to ask Cal - and just, AHHHH, everything about this is utterly stunning! For starters, Aubrey's writing is FANTASTIC, and the scene she sets is absolutely beautiful, and so very bittersweet. I was actually misting up a little with happy tears towards the end of this - really, I cannot recommend this enough, to any Skimmons fan.

so why don't we go somewhere only we know by @loved-the-stars-too-fondly - more Skimmons (platonic this time, though), more hurt/comfort, and, yes, again, more absolutely INCREDIBLE writing. This one is canon compliant, following a shaken Jemma struggling to sleep after Maveth, and how Daisy finds a way to help her out. Incredibly sweet, tender and BEAUTIFULLY written, this one was an instant favourite the moment I read it!

Unspoken by @anxiouslynumbme - a birthday fic for yours truly, and, honestly, one of the most STUNNING Staticquake introspectives I've read. It follows Daisy and Lincoln in a beautifully tender missing moment in season 3, with them both realising their feelings, and just... AHHHHHHHH, everything about it is utterly incredible!! I cannot, cannot recommend this gem of a fic enough

the thing about water droplets and ruffled hair by @que-mint-tea - here's another fic that proves, once and for all, how good Kat's Dekesy is, because it managed to convert T to write some Dekesy smut. And, oh my GOSH, what Dekesy smut - so goshdarn angsty, but so FANTASTICALLY characterised and written that it leaves you more than a little breathless, and gaping at your screen. The first chapter initially left us on the most HORRIFIC cliffhanger, but then T fixed it, and it's just... this thing is really a whole new level of emotional writing, raw and gripping and intensely perfect for both of these characters. My haw still drops whenever I think of this thing, and how utterly AMAZING it was, so yeah. Fic rec!!!

beautiful stranger, there you are by @justanalto - I do believe I still owe Serena a long and very gushy comment on this thing, because, MAN, does it ever deserve that!! Pipsy and fake dating, with the most HILARIOUSLY incredible writing, plot and characterisation, and honestly just a giddy "askhdfkhsfh" whenever I think back to how much I enjoyed it. Yup, it was that good.

Jumping to conclusions by @eowima - a very special one, because it marks my love Océane's first venture into writing AoS fic! It's an AU of 1x06 (the Fitzsimmons episode of s1) where Fitz does actually jump out of the plane to save Jemma. Realisations of feelings, and some of the most genuinely FANTASTIC Fitz characterisation I've read in a while, follow - and, yup, I was shouting at my screen for them just to get together already. Amazing stuff, really!!

Look into your eyes and the sky's the limit by @eowima - okay, this. This. Another gift for me, and one that I will probably treasure forEVER, because it is just?? so?? utterly?? perfect?? Just for starters, the title is a Hamilton reference - and then the theme of Hamilton references continues into the fic itself, I'm delighted to say. There's also the most BEAUTIFUL, playful Skimmons friendship, and teasing, and then of course the bet about who can make out with their crush first... Staticquake & Fitzsimmons perfection. And all rendered in Océane's delightful, best-thing-ever-to-read writing!! I'm going into a giddy keyboard smash just THINKING about this, so yeah, cannot recommend it enough.

lullabies and clear blue skies by @springmagpies and @bobbimorseisbisexual - okay, I never thought I'd catch myself shipping FitzBobbi, let alone shipping it this hard, but... wow. Maggie and Al teamed up to completely blow me away, and MELT MY WHOLE ENTIRE HEART with the sheer cuteness of this!! It features Fitz, Bobbi and adopting two daughters, and it's just the most tender, beautiful development through that little family - I love it so, so much.

We made all the wrong choices by @browneyedgenius - the winner of the AoS Angst War 2020, how could I not include this one? It is such a well-deserved win, though, whoa - I was sobbing, full-on sobbing, at least twice while reading. It follows the season 5 team through the events of the time-loop, after they failed to save the world - and, oh my gosh, it ripped my heart right out of my chest, but beautifully so. Everything about this fic just hits so hard, and it's written so well - yeah, really a most AMAZINGLY deserved win, for an utterly SHATTERINGLY incredible fic.

I threw stones at the stars (but the whole sky fell) by @nazezdha321 - this is Z showing us all how to write a backstory for a minor character, and write it so well that everyone's hearts break all over again when she dies. This one is about Victoria Hand, and it builds a stirring and profound childhood for her, also making her rise through the ranks of SHIELD and just her entire character mean so much more. Really, fic-wise, this is goals, and I take my hat off to you, Z, 1000%, for writing it.

in which the universe is put together by @besidemethewholedamntime - Rebecca's emotional writing, particularly Fitzsimmons' emotions, is incomparable, and she proves it all over again in this fic. If follows Fitz and Jemma before, after and during the bloodwork, and I just... wow, honestly. The emotion!! And the characterisation!! Absolutely stunning, and honestly all I could wish for in a we-had-time fic.

Agents of SHIELD Season 8 by @egumal - THIS. This, this, this, oh my gosh - as fix-it fics go, this has to be the most spectacular one I have ever read. What it does is find a way - a potentially canon compliant way, too - to bring back Lincoln Campbell, and reunite Staticquake. Basically: just about as season 7 finishes, the Astro Ambassadors get an unexpected visitor from another timeline, who asks them to come help out against Hive. Case in point, Daisy meets her lost love again (... but he has no idea who she is) and also has to relive the Fallen Agent drama. It all gets even more complicated when Kora restores Lincoln's memories, and Daisy meets the full team Deke has assembled around him in the 33 years (for him) that they've been apart... in short, this is one of the most thorough, well-written and downright SHOCKING plot-twist-wise fics that you will ever read, and honestly, saying "I can't recommend it enough" is an understatement. This thing is thd BEST, plain and simple!

Black Roses aren't real (but you and I are) by @ohwriteiforgot - ahhhh, a fic that will always have an incredibly special place in my heart, because it introduced me to one of my best fandom friends. The main focus is on Clintasha, it's true, but it's also a crossover with AoS in the sense that Clint was adopted by Coulson and May. Also, Daisy is his little sister, and their bond is gold. Also - there's Staticquake!! And flower shops!! And rivals to friends to lovers!! All I'm going to say is, what more can you ask for?!

A book to shield my story by @maybebrilliant - Staticquake High School AU, ahhhhhhhh!! There are only two chapters out so far, but the way this is shaping up is making my DAY - with Daisy as the new girl who meets Lincoln and his group of friends, and, though her foster parents are absolutely shit, starts to find actual happiness in a school for the first time in her life. Also - THE REFERENCES. Guys. I'm crazy for those, and in this book, so are my favourite dorks, Daisy and Lincoln - and let me tell you, it's nothing short of the best thing ever.

This AoS Finale Gif Edit by @heysteverogers - AoS really has been the most INCREDIBLE journey through the years, but what's really made it special is the company - and that's summed up perfectly in this gorgeous gifset. Also, the graphics on this are just, ahhhh, stunning - I'm in awe, and I've spent very long periods of time just looking at this thing in a state of heart-eyes.

This AoS Finale Gif Edit by @jemannesimms - combining Auld Lang Syne and the final scenes of my favourite show was a raw emotional - but utterly brilliant experience - for me. It's just so absolutely beautiful, and perfectly suited to the team, and their goodbyes!! Breathtaking editing work here, too.

This Daisy as Peter Parker and May as Tony Stark moodboard by @agentsofcomedyandchaos - ahhhh, a crossover of two of my favourite fandoms!! And what a lovely one, too - the colour scheme, quotes, and just the whole FEEL of this is absolutely genius, and I am guilty of being inspired by way too many fic ideas by it. Stunning stuff!!

And... whoa, that was long, but I really do feel that we deserve a bit of a proper pat on the back after creating such magical content in such a messed up year. So that's the note I'm going to leave you with for 2020, my friends: hell-year or no, look at the absolute beauty we were still able to create!! We really are freaking amazing, guys.

[janiedean]

It's totally OK if you don't want to talk about this since it isn't your ship, but can I ask what you meant when you said you knew DE was endgame because of the way it was written? Like is it about their tropes or their scenes that made that certainty for you? I'm kind of a dummy about the craft-of-writing stuff and when I was watching TVD for the first time years ago I was convinced SE was endgame

it’s okay don’t worry! :D and I mean like... my feelings re d/elena were that it wasn’t necessarily what I was batting for but I thought the writing for it was good and like I cried when they got together forreal in s4 so like it’s not a ship I detest or anything I just was team dalaric first and foremost ;)

anyway mind that I hadn’t exactly put two and two together when watching it but when I caught up with S7-8 last year with the friend who was watching it from the beginning friend in case kind of alerted me on that like SORRY HOW DID PEOPLE THINK THAT IT WAS GONNA END ANY OTHER WAY IT WAS OBVIOUS and when I thought abt it in retrospective it was obvious I just wasn’t paying that much attention back in the day, but like tldr I’ll make it short:

usually endgame ships are not the ones you start the show with unless it’s like... idk something like the superman lois and clark show I used to watch in middle school where THE ENTIRE POINT is showing you that one couple that you know start and end together but like... for that kinda thing usually writers don’t start with the endgame ship bc otherwise the stakes are too low, but given that tvd books have st/elena endgame we could argue it’s not enough which true, but going ahead

basically d/elena was automatically set up as the will they won’t they ship plus the slow burn ship plus the enemies to lovers which regardless of what ppl say is the most obvious trope ya stuff goes for which already would start giving the kill bill sirens about where it goes, because like idk about tvd writers but if *I* wanted to write an endgame ship I would make them work for it (and we can argue that in that sense st/eroline was also... the same in the sense that you had the friends to lovers slow burn thing since S2, then it ended the way it ended but paradoxically st/eroline was written as more of an endgame thing than st/elena was if only for how much they slow burned it)

we can also argue that like... I mean take it for what it is bc I’ve seen s1-beginning of 7 while airing and 7-8 last year and my memory is what it is, but like... god I mean ya stuff with teenagers in general as mains have to do the whole BECOMING AN ADULT arc 90% of the times because they’re marketed to people who start them while they’re still teens and see themselves in the main so like while if it’s unisex or for guys you have the kid going off on adventures and shit if it’s aimed at girls it’s usually romance stuff which in this case means that main has to end up as an adult woman blah blah blah and in that sense... like stefan is obviously in the show the initial *safe* choice that she immediately likes and looks good and like the obviously easy lovely nice person to be with - let’s say more like a comfort zone kinda deal? - while damon is like I DON’T KNOW THIS GUY HE’S EVIL HE’S DANGEROUS SHOULD I TRUST HIM OR NOT HE’S HOT BUT HMMM and then turns out that it’s not as easy as that (and I appreciate the show was... very not stereotypical about it let’s just put like that) but basically stefan is loveydovey teenage safe relationship material and damon is adult complicated TRUE LOVE BUT I HAVE TO WORK FOR IT material (from elena’s pov ofc) which... has a more satisfying payoff as an eventual endgame bc in picking damon elena basically becomes an adult which is also paralleled with her being a vampire - like she’s a human with stefan and a vampire with damon before the whole cure thing but you see where I’m going at, like it’s all about symbolism;

that’s talking about elena but like basically from damon’s pov they also wrote the thing as.. his endgame because like idk if it’s gonna make sense but the moment you look at how both stefan and damon relate to elena, and I’m saying this as someone who back when airing was absolutely into st/elena and was lowkey rooting for it until I realized it was dead and gone and then I just went like WELL D/ELENA AND ST/EROLINE ARE GOOD SHIPS FINE THEN so this is hardly st/elena bashing on my side or anything, like... for damon it’s a lot more high stakes to be with elena than it was for stefan? like okay they were in love in the beginning but the way damon is into elena is a lot more all-encompassing on his side and you can see that in loving elena he also gets rid of his katherine-related trauma (which like... damon has more katherine-trauma than stefan like ofc stefan has katherine trauma too but damon beats it) because he manages to leave her behind and like.. stefan didn’t have those stakes with elena? and like the fact that his feelings for elena are framed in extremely romanceworthytragical-like terms (I mean I didn’t even ship it and I cried at that scene in what S2 episode 9 where he compelled her to forget stuff like... that shit is written like GREAT AMAZING ROMANCE STUFF in comparison to how st/elena was written) and that they had to work for it (bc there was the compulsion thing first then she forgot him then she was *dead* blah blah blah) put a lot more emotional payoff in the eventual endgame that it was than if damon had died, stefan had stayed single etc, like... they didn’t set up st/elena as the ship that had to overcome trauma over trauma to stay together while with d/elena they did, so XD

like tldr all of d/elena’s interactions in retrospective were written the way you write The Romance Of The Show and if the writers didn’t intend it from the get go then they look better than they actually are

also I can add that back when I watched this movie I hadn’t seen gone with the wind, which the friend in question had seen, and I was bluntly told ‘sorry in that scene in S1 where she dances with him at the school thing and she comes down the stairs they were framed exactly like scarlett and rhett in gone with the wind and you’re telling me it wasn’t meant to be endgame’ so there’s that too X°D

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Hi! I really like your fics and I think you seem like all around cool! I'm a Klance shipper and I tried to get into Sheith but it didn't grab me as much, so I was wondering if you'd be cool with talking a bit about what you like about each and how they're different??? Cause I'm curious???? Also, if you got any cool non-romantic Shiro/Keith fics to recommend maybe?????? (It's cool if you don't though) Anyway, have a cool day!:)

Yoooo! Thanks for checking out my writing! Glad you’re into it :D

I am totally down to talk about my love for both ships and how I can appreciate their differences.

This is gonna get long so I’ll stash it under a cut.

I’ll start with Klance. I honestly did not ship Keith and Lance together at first. I just could not see it. They clearly annoyed the shit out of each other and even though there was massive improvement in their relationship through season 1, there is still some animosity in season 2. I had to read a few fics that had actual plot and basically built their relationship from the ground up. I’m a sucker for a good enemies to friends to lovers trope too so that wasn’t a problem. Keith and Lance are…not shallow but far more lighthearted in their relationship. There’s a friendly competitiveness and plenty of banter that lends itself to affectionate teasing. I like that even with the competition, they still support each other and acknowledge strengths and weaknesses. I would love to see them become dependent on each other in season 3. Reassuring each other that they are both vital and valued. I crave that and I will be so disappointed if it doesn’t happen. I want Lance to be Keith’s right-hand man if Keith does in fact end up piloting Black. I could also see Lance piloting Black and if so, Keith should step up.

As for Sheith, when I started watching Voltron, I immediately latched onto Sheith. Right off the bat, you get that they have a history. It’s unclear what it is yet but that shit is deep. Because I am a hopeless romantic but incapable of love for the time being, I have a hardcore appreciation for the deep feels and the implicit trust that comes with longstanding friendships/relationships. Anytime shit goes down, Shiro and Keith seem to be each other’s first priorities. There’s a certain softness that they have together that isn’t shared with any of the others. There’s vulnerability that neither of them holds back. They can read each other and pick up easily on how they’re feeling. That comes with caring enough to purposely tune yourself in to someone’s behavior until it’s second nature to recognize it. They’re just…ride or die. All of this combined with the heavier, darker feel between them just does it for me. But I tend to prefer that kind of content. There’s more substance to it in my opinion so I find it more satisfying.

I enjoy and appreciate both (oh the joys and inner peace of being a multishipper) but I love them for different reasons. Sometimes I want Keith and Lance’s witty banter and “I can’t stand you sometimes but now that we’re together, I can’t imagine it any other way” and other times I want Shiro and Keith’s inner conflict of “I need to remain objective and focused in this battle for the survival of the universe” v “this person is everything and I can’t lose him again.” If you can’t get into Sheith, you can’t get into it. Not everyone enjoys the same dynamic which is a-okay. Difference in opinions makes life interesting. Shance and Shklance and Hance and even Heith are good shit too. But again, I like all the little differences in dynamics of relationships so. Yeah.

As for fic recs, I don’t believe I’ve read any non-romantic Sheith so I tragically have nothing to offer for now. If any of my followers know of anything they’d like to rec, feel free to link it in the comments. I’m curious about reading some myself though just to see. Why not? I didn’t sleep much last night and had a long day at work so that’s not on my to-do list tonight but if you wanna message me at some point, I’m totally happy to discuss further and send links to fics I stumble upon you might be into of any pairing. That goes for anyone. But yeah, I think that’s all I have to say about this for now lol thanks for the ask!