#aternate universe

[sillystringsimpsons]

Gio (2024)

Short comic page. Johnny catches feels and frankie avoids catching hands.

[CW for suggestive content]

[sabrerine911]

OK X-men Week!

Decided to do ALL of the ones on my list! (was slacking since the Beast/Morph/Jubilee)

So opinions on each of these, as per the previous posts.

Cyclops: Love the character, one of my top favorite X-men, really bummed on how the movies did the actors and the character dirty, but IMO Scott is a great character. My version is mostly based on 90's/X-men Legends like most of my take on them

Gambit: Absolutely love the guy, every iteration Ive seen of him is S tier, and my version is pretty much based on that

Rogue: She is pretty much my favorite Marvel lady in general, my version of her is a bit more bulky than regular Rogue and basically based on the 90's/X-men Legends version (altho a bit stronger, had some lore reasons back when I did the redesign, cant remember atm XD)

Storm: Love Storm, another one of my favorites, not sure what she is up to in the comics, but she has always been great, altho I still find her 90's version very goofy with her whole "monologues"

Wolverine: Pretty much my favorite fictional character, and one of the key reasons why I got into doing art/comics more seriously.

Decided to retouch him a bit and give him a sleeveless variant(I'll still draw him with my jacket variant but I wanted to switch things up a bit

Jean: She is fine, I like her but I dont have strong opinions on the character anymore, got really sick of her whole Phoenix deal, so my version will stick to regular Jean.

[drnewworldaskblog]

(the story continues…)

[alqimistayashaciphe]

[ofmdbigbang]

Title: A Truck Stop Song Author: Deniz Artist: aloc Beta reader: Ember, LyraTalise, and Dr Xtina Main Characters: Stede and Ed Other Characters: Archie, plus the crew of the Revenge Main Relationship(s): Stede/Ed Other Relationship(s): Rating: Explicit Additional Tags: Aternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, truck stops, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Time Travel, Handwavy Physics, David Jenkins school of research, Washington State, 3+1 Things, POV Alternating, warmth good food orgasms Warnings: N/A Summary:

In 1983, at a truck stop outside Seattle, 13-year-old Stede meets 13-year-old Ed. Only a few minutes into their conversation, they realise that Ed has unwittingly travelled here from twenty years in the future.

Instant best friends, they agree that, if the time skip stays open, they will continue to meet each month--and they do. They keep up their dates as the years pass and they grow older, right through both of them earning their PhDs in physics and realising, together, that they are not only best friends, but each other's one true love. They're trying their hardest to find a way to live together, forever. Can Ed return to Stede's time and stay-–or will Stede's cutting edge experiments succeed, and send him to the future?

Wordcount: 23654

A Truck Stop Song Art Masterpost

[ao3feed-xicheng]

Love Like Mine

by Anonymous And the idiot's mate is there, too, because Lan Wangji is always a step behind Wei Wuxian. Jiang Cheng's own brother-in-law. (Aternatively: Jiang Cheng is in an open marriage and tries dating so he doesn't end up falling in love with his husband.) Words: 5923, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜�� | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Nie Huaisang, Lan Huan | Lan Xichen Relationships: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Everyone, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Heavily Implied Xiyao - Relationship Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Complicated Relationships, Marriage of Convenience, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin & Nie Huaisang Friendship, Open Marriage via https://ift.tt/8MNBIzP

[bellatrixfest]

Kicking off ten days of Bellatrix-centric creations are our first two fics!

youth is a fragile thing - Bellatrix/Pansy, rated Explicit

Pansy Parkinson enjoyed education. She enjoyed learning. She was an ace student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. However, she had gained the label of "the teacher's pet". All the Professors thought that she was the most perfect student but there were loads of negative connotations of being labelled "the teacher's pet". There were dangerous connotations of being labelled as the fact. Pansy is one of hundreds of students, and yet seemingly the only one who catches Professor Bellatrix's eye. Then there was Professor Bellatrix Black Lestrange, the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts, who had been willing to give Pansy extra lessons and more homework to excel her grades in Defence Against the Dark Arts.

Warnings/key tags : Rape/noncon, Underage, Aternate Universe, Teacher-student relationship, Smut

Martini - Bellatrix/Hermione, Bellatrix/Narcissa/Andromeda/Hermione, Bellatrix/Narcissa, Narcissa/Andromeda, rated Teen and up

Out of the frying pan, into the fire.

Warnings/Key tags : Dubious consent, Date rape, Implied/referenced incest, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

If you like the creations, we encourage you to leave a comment on the fics!

[hazyaltcare]

Mod Haze's Whitelist*

Last edit: Nov. 26 2024

Aesthetics

2014core

Apocalypse

Cleancore

Fallout

Grunge

Mind Murder

Pride

Psychedelic

Request Types

Color-Picked Flags

Custom Flags

Inscryption Card Edits

Pokémon Teams

Sprite Edits

Stimboards

Sources

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Abbott Elementary

Baldur's Gate 3

Brandon Rogers, JrEg, PewDiePie, Smosh, TheSlappableJerk (YouTubers & their respective works)

Bethesda games (i.e. Fallout, Skyrim, Starfield etc.)

Beyond: Two Souls

Breaking Bad/Better Call Saul

Brooklyn 99

Cooking Companions & Dread Weight

The Cosmere (including The Rithmatist)

Cyberpunk 2077

Daniel Mullins' games (I.e. Inscryption, Pony Island, The Hex etc.)

Dead By Daylight

Degrees of Lewdity (18+ only)

Deltarune

Doctor Who

Doki Doki Literature Club

Disco Elysium

Dungeons & Dragons

Dwarf Fortress

From

Galavant

Harry Potter

Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss

Hetalia

Homestuck, Hiveswap, Friendsim & Pesterquest

Its Always Sunny In Philadelphia

Life Is Strange series

Magical Diary

Mouthwashing

My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Neopets

Otherkin, extranths, sourceless plurans, and sourceless alterhumans in general

Ouran High School Host Club

Paradox Studios games (i.e. Stellaris, Crusader Kings III etc.)

Pokémon

Postal

Precure Heartcatch

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Psych

Rick And Morty

Rimworld

Shameless

Stephen Kingverse

Steven Universe

Supernatural

Sweeney Todd (musical and movie adaptation)

Team Starkid Productions (i.e. Black Friday, Trail To Oregon etc.)

The Hunger Games

The Owl House

Tokyo Mew Mew

Umbrella Academy

Undertale

Vampire: The Masquerade (and associated works such as Mage: The Ascension, Wraith: The Oblivion etc.)

Wizard101

Yellowjackets

Music Genres

Comedy

Conscious rap

Pop rap

Meme rap

Metal rap

Rock rap

Electroswing

Electropunk

Punk rock

Classic punk

Ska

Aternative rock

Hard rock

Dreampop

Bimbocore

Metalcore

Nu metal

Miscellaneous

Abduction

Apocalypse

Bloodswap/Kidswap AUs (Homestuck)

Drugs (including cigarettes & alcohol)

Recovery (from drugs, abuse, illness, etc)

Shipcest

Stockholm's Syndrome+Lima Syndrome

Strilondecest (Homestuck; Any combination of Lalondes and/or Striders, but DirkRose is especially my fave!)

Yanderes

Zombies

Dead Dove content in general tbh

*You are still more than welcome to request anything outside of this whitelist! It is simply a list of the request types I& am most familiar with and/or interested in.

[polar-equinoxx]

Just watched mission:impossible fallout and. Omg. The ideas. For aternate universes.

[fluffyfictionflame]

Note for those who are not familiar with fanfiction slang : AU = Aternative Universe ;)

Aziraphale read books and Crowley... fanfictions ?

Incorrect Good Omens Quotes Masterpost

[bambirex]

It's A Game We Play: Chapter 10

Pairings: Geraskier, Yennskier, Radskier

Characters: Jaskier, Geralt of Rivia, Yennefer of Vengerberg, Radovid, original female characters, Essi Daven, Priscilla, Ciri of Cintra, Valdo Marx, Vespula

Additional tags: inspired by Mamma Mia! (movies), crack, alpha/beta/omega dynamics, omega jaskier, alpha geralt, alpha yennefer, beta radovid, awkwardness, jaskier is a good parent, protective jaskier, weddings, found family, fluff and humor, post mpreg, aternate universe-modern setting, jaskier is having the worst time of his life, valdo is here to make everything worse, confusion, banter, insecure jaskier, internalized slut shaming, light angst, family drama, there was only one bed, sharing a bed, valdo marx being an asshole, valdo marx and his ukulele from hell, drunk jaskier, mild language, sexual humor, jaskier in a dress, well it's a skirt but still, jaskier is essentially a milf in this, mentions of depression

Rating: teen and up audiences

Full word count: 31,857 words

Chapter word count: 3,334 words

Chapters: 10/?

Summary: Jaskier's daughter is about to marry the love of her life, and she decides she wants both her parents at her wedding. Only problem is that Jaskier has slept with a little too many people in his youth, so the identity of the other parent is a mystery. That does not stop the bride-to-be from inviting three potential daddy candidates and unleashing absolute chaos in the process.

*

Otherwise known as Jaskier's terrible horrible no good past decisions leading to terrible horrible no good outcomes. Also known as the Mamma Mia! AU nobody asked for, but I wrote it anyway.

Chapter summary: Jaskier and Geralt open up to each other during a picnic. Radovid and Yennefer make delightful mess in the kitchen.

Author's notes: Time to take Jaskier out on his individual dates to help...no, obviously, to confuse the already confusing feelings even more.

Read on Ao3

*

When Geralt asked him out on a date in his typical, endearingly awkward way, Jaskier suddenly felt like he was flung back in time. He felt like young, naïve Jaskier again, who almost did cartwheels in his excitement when Geralt finally made the first move towards him. His heart beat just as fast as it did two entire decades ago, but he was older now, a bit more mature. Therefore, he made sure to mask the way he felt like bursting with happiness, and accepted Geralt’s invitation with a polite smile instead of screaming a thousand ‘yes’, over and over.

As expected, Geralt didn’t want a lot of flair, and instead went for a little picnic. Not that Jaskier minded: he obviously loved to be wined and dined and enjoyed adventure, but he very much appreciated the idyllic little setting as well. Being simple but extremely sweet was part of Geralt’s charm, and so, when Jaskier saw the checkered blanket laid on the grass, and the traditional basket, his lips curled into a wide smile.

Said smile widened even more as he watched Geralt prepare for his arrival almost frantically, murmuring under his breath as he checked that everything was in its place. He gently removed a bug that crawled on the blanket to make sure it wouldn’t disrupt their date before triple-checked the contents of the basket. Jaskier stifled a small chuckle behind his hand.

Geralt looked up. His eyes flashed, and his cheeks flushed softly. He stood up and dusted off his clothes. His black t-shirt was pulled just as tight over his muscles as it was all those years ago. Jaskier allowed his eyes to drift to his defined chest, then to his thick arms. He let out a soft sigh.

“Hi,” Geralt greeted him. He extended his hand to Jaskier with a questioning look. Jaskier took it, once again appreciating the warmth of his skin against his.

“Well, that’s a lovely set-up,” Jaskier said earnestly as he sat on the blanket. Geralt smiled proudly.

“Glad you like it. I bought raspberries, blueberries and apricots. I also made some sandwiches and there’s home-made lemonade.”

“Wow,” Jaskier chuckled as he watched Geralt unpack the basket. “A real provider.”

He knew he managed to poke the Alpha in Geralt with his statement. He smirked when Geralt instinctively puffed out his chest.

“Did my best. The lemonade was made by Ciri, though. When she heard I was taking you out on a picnic, she immediately got to work.”

“She’s a very sweet girl,” Jaskier said softly. He grew more and more fond of Geralt’s daughter: she was a real menace and extremely stubborn, too, but she had a huge heart. In many ways, she reminded Jaskier of Amaryllis.

Geralt sat next to him and poured the both of them some lemonade. He smiled as he handed Jaskier his glass.

“I was a bit worried about how you would get along,” he admitted. “I guess you finding out I have a kid was almost as shocking as me finding out you have one, too.”

“Almost as shocking,” Jaskier replied. He took a sip of his drink, watching Geralt from the corner of his eye.

“I guess I was shocked because it was a reminder of how much time has really passed. And how much people can change in the meantime.”

Geralt hummed. He opened the box of raspberries and pushed it closer to Jaskier. For a few moments, he didn’t say anything, just stared down on the fruits.

“Do you think I changed for the better?”

The uncertainty in his voice surprised Jaskier. He knew Geralt wasn’t always the most confident person, but he didn’t realize he carried those doubts within him, still.

“Definitely,” Jaskier assured him softly. “You’re a lot more verbal than you used to be. You can still be a little awkward, and you’re still not a man of many words, but I noticed you’re a lot more open about your emotions. Do I see that right?”

“I think so.”

Geralt swallowed his own drink, a lot heavier than such a small sip indicated. Jaskier patiently waited for him to be comfortable enough to be honest with him. What didn’t work out twenty years prior, could very well work out now. With the changes in both their personalities, with decades of experience under both their belts, there was a chance their communication wouldn’t shipwreck like it did back then. No more begging for an explanation that didn’t come, no more crying instead of understanding. No more self-loathing that led to a seemingly unreasonable goodbye. They were barely adults back then: now they were both more mature, both of them parents. Maybe that was enough to turn the tide, this time.

“I hated myself for what I did to you,” Geralt eventually said. His eyebrows were knitted together in a frown as he stared down on his lap. “I acted like you didn’t matter to me. I deliberately drove you away.”

“But why?” Jaskier asked. His own emotions squeezed at his chest. “I understand having to finish college, I obviously didn’t expect you to suddenly move in with me, or anything, just… I felt like there was something else behind that whole thing. You didn’t even want long-distance. Nothing.”

“I struggled with depression a lot.”

Jaskier blinked in surprise. He was aware that Geralt could get lost in his own head, but he didn’t realize it was that bad.

“It was the worst when I was young,” Geralt continued. “I always wanted to fight every battle alone. Refused help from everyone.”

“Even your brothers and your dad?”

“Everyone. I never realized that I could be loved. Or, that I could give someone the kind of love they deserved. You scared me.”

“Me?” Jaskier breathed. Geralt nodded with a small smile.

“Yes. Because you were so open about your feelings. You wore your heart on your sleeve. There was no masking with you. I didn’t know what to do with it. With all that love you gave me, and all that love I felt for you.”

His words made Jaskier’s heart tighten in his chest. This was the first time Geralt explicitly called the thing that was between them love.

“So, I pushed you away. Told you we could never be a good match. That I can’t give you what you need. In a way, I believed I couldn’t.”

He looked up at Jaskier. His eyes were so beautiful, so gentle. Jaskier suddenly felt like he was drowning in them, but he felt no need to call for help.

“I pushed my feelings away for long years. I’ve met Yennefer. I loved her. I really, really did. But she had her own problems, too, and I had mine, and we practically killed each other. Then, at a really dark point in my life, my brothers finally knocked some sense into me and dragged my ass to a therapist. It helped a lot.”

“Thank you so much for sharing this with me,” Jaskier told him earnestly. He gave Geralt a smile. “I’m so proud of you, you know? That you didn’t just give up. The fact you feel comfortable enough to share this with me means that you truly did change.”

“I still have a lot of things I need to work on.”

“That’s okay. I need to work on a lot of things, too.”

Jaskier bit his lip. He chewed on a slice of apricot slowly, gathering courage. If Geralt respected him with being so honest, then, he needed to be honest with him, too.

“You said I always wear my heart on my sleeve, and it’s mostly true. But I do hide things like you do, as well. I don’t really advertise the fact I think Amaryllis deserves a better father, for example.”

“Hey,” Geralt said softly. He scooted just a little closer to Jaskier. “Don’t say that. You’re a great father.”

“I don’t know,” Jaskier whispered. He swallowed thickly as the memories rushed to the surface.

“You know, they say you truly grow up when you have a kid. But you know what? I never felt more like a child than when I held her in my arms for the first time. There was this beautiful, beautiful baby girl. And I had no idea what to do with her. I felt like those toddlers who play with those realistic baby dolls. Except, she was real. She cried and whimpered and relied on me for everything, and I was useless.”

He blinked against the tears in his eyes. Geralt wrapped an arm around his shoulder. Jaskier let himself lean against him for comfort.

“I remember the first night at home. She cried for hours. I fed her, rocked her, sang lullabies, changed her diaper, everything. She kept crying. And I held her in my arms, she was wailing, and I was sobbing with her. Because I didn’t know what to do.”

He wiped at his eyes with a sniffle. “And, you know, I feel like this is how we lived our lives. Me, just bumbling about, trying to take care of her. I’m always terrified I’m not enough.”

“You are,” Geralt promised. He rubbed soothing circles onto Jaskier’s back. “The things you survived, basically all alone… I don’t think I would’ve been able to.”

“You’re a single parent, too.”

“That’s different. I was much older when I had Ciri. And she was ten. She… had issues, of course. I’m not saying it was easy. It was difficult, most of the time. But it still isn’t the same as having a baby all alone when you’re barely an adult yourself.”

He gave Jaskier a small smile. “You’re incredible, Jaskier. Trust me. Amaryllis idolizes you. She has every reason to.”

His smile faded and his frown returned. “Jaskier, I… if I had known… that you got pregnant…I never would have left.”

“Well,” Jaskier said with a wet little laugh, “we can’t change the past. Besides, you know exactly she could be someone else’s.”

“That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have cared,” Geralt clarified softly. “But… you’re right. We can’t change that. We can still work on the present, though.”

His eyes were more open, more trusting than Jaskier has ever seen them. It made his heart leap inside his chest once more.

“Yes,” he replied, feeling his lips curl into a smile, again, “we can.”

--

The kitchen was bustling with people, and everything smelled like used oil. Radovid scrunched his nose up as he made his way through the kitchen staff, apologizing profusely when he nearly knocked a pot out of a lady’s hand.

He spotted Amaryllis and Ciri giggling together at a counter. Ciri got so into her little lemonade-business that she decided she was going to make enough for the whole inn. Amaryllis, of course, gladly helped her. It looked more like they were throwing lemon slices at each other’s head and putting ice cubes down the back of each other’s shirts and causing very loud chaos than actually working, but Radovid couldn’t help the warmth inside his chest as he watched them.

He finally noticed Yennefer cutting vegetables. Jaskier agreed she could help out in the kitchen, so it became her little sanctuary, lately.

She looked up and sent Radovid a confused look.

“Can I help you?”

“I was looking for you,” Radovid admitted. He approached the baffled Yennefer slowly. “Do you need some help?”

Yennefer stared at him. Radovid gave her an awkward smile.

“You? Doing something in the kitchen?”

“I’m not as lazy as I look,” Radovid told her. He grabbed a knife and a potato, sending her a challenging look. “I might not be as good a cook as you are, but I can peel vegetables.”

“How did I turn into a good cook all of a sudden,” Yennefer huffed under her nose. Radovid carefully placed a hand on her arm.

“You were young, and nervous,” Radovid reminded her. “You made a mistake. I blew it out of proportion. I’m sorry. You did not deserve that. I tasted your cooking yesterday, and it was incredible. You’re talented, Yennefer. You just need to believe in yourself.”

Yennefer blinked. She opened her mouth, then closed it. Radovid couldn’t help but feel pleased with himself upon rendering her speechless.

“Grab an apron and tie your hair up,” was all Yennefer said. Radovid obeyed her with a grin.

They worked together in silence for a while. Yennefer broke it with a little chuckle.

“You’re bored,” she said, “and you miss Jaskier. That’s why you’re following me around like a puppy.”

“In about twenty-five percent. The rest is about me genuinely enjoying your company. Is that weird?”

“Very weird.”

They both laughed. The awkward silence turned into a comfortable one. They both stole glances towards Amaryllis and Ciri- and sometimes, at each other.

Radovid rolled his eyes when he saw Valdo flirting with one of the servers. Yennefer groaned. Valdo looked in their direction, and grinned.

“If it isn’t walking ATM and the ice queen herself!”

“I prefer Richie Rich and Savage Soufflé, to be honest,” Yennefer scoffed. She slapped Valdo’s hand when he tried to steal the olives off the counter. “I’m holding a knife, so don’t push me!”

Radovid watched Yennefer threaten Valdo with glee. She really was one hell of a tough woman. It was very, very endearing.

He filled a piping bag with Yennefer’s home-made mayonnaise. He had no idea what he messed up, but when he tried to shake it up, he managed to shoot the sauce out and into Yennefer’s face.

“Oh, shit,” he gasped, throwing the bag away and turning to Yennefer to inspect the damage. Mayonnaise was dripping from her hair, her nose, even her eyelashes. Radovid was certain that knife was gonna end up in his gut, instead of Valdo’s.

“Let me…” he gently started wiping at Yennefer’s cheeks with a napkin. Yennefer blinked up at him, her lips slightly parted as Radovid gently held her jaw. His fingers accidentally brushed her skin as he cleaned her off. It made his chest strangely warm.

Yennefer’s cheeks were flushed pink as Radovid wiped the corner of her mouth.

“Thanks…” she whispered, her pupils blown wide. Radovid held her gaze.

Of course, Valdo had to ruin this moment, as well.

“See, Radovid, if you aimed like this with Jaskier back then, you wouldn’t have to worry about whether your DNA is wreaking havoc in the form of a pretty young girl with bangs.”

“Do you ever shut the fuck up?” Radovid growled as he turned to him. Valdo cackled and popped an olive into his mouth.

“My aim was a lot better, you see. I made sure I didn’t get him pregnant, but your braincells are obviously stored in your balls.”

“Get who pregnant?” Yennefer asked, confused. Valdo smirked.

“Who? That ripe peach out there who’s currently fluttering his lashes up at G.I. Joe.”

“Ridiculous,” Radovid huffed. “Jaskier wouldn’t sink that low to sleep with you!”

“I’m sure you know he can sink extremely low.”

“Get out of the kitchen with your bullshit!” Yennefer hissed. She grabbed the knife again, narrowing her eyes at him. Valdo realized it was probably smarter not to push an angered Yennefer, so he left, but only after he grabbed the entire jar of olives.

“There’s no way Jaskier slept with him,” Radovid shook his head vehemently. “I refuse to believe it.”

Yennefer scoffed. “Yeah, this gremlin just really enjoys messing with us for no reason.”

She looked up at Radovid, and smiled.

“Is there any mayonnaise left in the bag?”

Radovid laughed and handed it over to her, to make sure no more accidents happened.

--

They lay on their sides, facing each other. The Sun warmed their skin and the light breeze carried the sound of birds chirping. Geralt has never felt this peaceful in his entire life.

Jaskier foregone make-up today. He was beautiful. Geralt ached with the need to caress his face, but he knew he wasn’t allowed to, not just yet. He couldn’t push this any further than necessary.

After opening up to each other like that, it felt like the walls between them finally tumbled down. Geralt felt a great sense of comfort as he watched Jaskier curled up on his side next to him, his long lashes fluttering against the light.

“Ciri and Amaryllis are so cute together,” Jaskier suddenly said. Geralt raised an eyebrow. Jaskier chuckled.

“You know, when Amaryllis was little, she always asked me for a little sibling. She would toddle up to me and poke me in the stomach, asking me if I could put another baby in there.”

Geralt smiled brightly at the mental image. His heart swelled at the big, beautiful smile that spread on Jaskier’s face.

“I had to tell her that I couldn’t do that alone. Then, she offered me to help,” Jaskier snorted. “Obviously, she was too small to understand. I told her I needed an adult’s help. She promised she would find someone for me.”

“That’s adorable,” Geralt grinned. Jaskier sighed with a fond little smile.

“It was, but it was also incredibly awkward, because she would walk up to random people and ask them if they could help put a baby in my belly.”

“Oh, God,” Geralt laughed. Jaskier hid his face in his hand, cackling.

“It’s no wonder she pulled this scheme with us. Been her favorite sport since she was little.”

He placed his head over his arm comfortably. His eyes were bright as he peered up at Geralt.

“It’s almost like she has a sister now. With Ciri.”

“Ciri loves her a lot,” Geralt admitted with a smile. He also noticed the growing bond between the two girls, and it made him feel just as excited as it did Jaskier. The warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest quickly dissipated when he realized that if it turned out Amaryllis wasn’t his, and Jaskier picked her biological parent, that meant they would have to separate the girls.

Jaskier seemingly had similar thoughts, if the small frown on his face was anything to go by.

“I know you already have a child, but… would you be happy, if it turned out you have another one?”

“Yes,” Geralt said without hesitation. “Of course.”

“And what if she isn’t yours?” Jaskier asked softly. “You said you would have cared even if it turned out she wasn’t, but do you mean it?”

“You know my entire family is adopted,” Geralt reminded him. “For me, blood doesn’t make a family. It’s about choice. Ciri and I do not share our DNA. I love her all the same. I do not think of her as my ‘adopted daughter’, she’s just my daughter. The same way I do not think about my brothers as step-brothers, either. We look nothing alike, so what? We are siblings. And my father is my father.”

He trailed off for a second, watching the sunlight reflect off Jaskier’s necklace.

“But in this situation,” he continued, feeling his chest tighten, “it might matter. Not to me, necessarily. To Amaryllis.”

“Yeah,” Jaskier whispered. He bit his lip. “This is about her.”

“I don’t think sharing blood is the only way to connect to a child,” Geralt continued. Then, looking into Jaskier’s eyes again, he added, “but it might be the only way to connect to you.”

Jaskier let out a deep sigh. He opened his mouth and made a small sound, but he trailed off before he actually said anything. There was a sad frown on his face. Geralt wanted to replace it with a smile instantly.

He carefully moved his hand until he brushed Jaskier’s fingers. Jaskier blinked up at him.

“Is this okay?” Geralt asked, hopefully. Jaskier nodded, his smile almost shy.

“Yes,” he replied. He opened his hand, letting Geralt lace their fingers together. They lay like this, quietly talking about less heavy subjects, smiling, laughing, while never letting go of each other’s hands.

[ao3feed--reylo]

The marsh

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/l5NoBWm

by cateyes1979

They found her when she was a year old abandoned in the marsh beside a dead woman a note on her saying her name was Elizabeth Rey Nima. The orphanage took her in. But Rey was different from any other child. Sometimes things would happen around her no one could explain so she was called witch often. Because flowers would grow when she was happy and die when she was sad. No one could explain it. She eventually runs and encounters kylo ren estranged son of governor leia organa.

Words: 591, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Underage

Characters: Kylo Ren, Rey, Finn, Rose Tico, Poe Dameron, Han Solo, Leia Organa, Armitage Hux

Relationships: Kylo Ren/Rey

Additional Tags: Underage Sex, set in 1920, Virgin Rey, rey is a recluse, Experienced Kylo Ren, Kylo is 23, Rey is 16, small southern town, Aternate Universe, Past Rape/Non-con, some dub con, Louisiana, grammar errors, Will edit, Explicit Sexual Content, eventually

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/l5NoBWm

[villianblr]

HOLY SHIT ATERNATE UNIVERSES ARE REAL. WHAT!!!

THERES AN EVJL VERSION OF VIGILANTE

HUH??? WHAR???

[theviceenforcer]

SMG4 AU - Desti’s Destiny

Desti: Cheating is a legitimate strategy. Whoever said that is a jackass. This is for you Meggy!

[pyrafyre-blog]

So it’s 2018 now…and here I am making a 2016 fandom AU, I know I’m super late but I had this story in my head that I can’t take my mind off it

Those designs are just simple quick sketch btw, sorry if it’s super messy

I got inspired by the AUs of @camilaart and @perfectshadow06

_______________

Chara and Frisk are twins. Chara, a hot headed yet intelligent 15 years has invented her own game called Gametale/Virtualtale ( idk what to call it yet ). When Frisk found out that Chara was not home she checked out what her sister was doing for the past months, while checking the program she din’t understand anything, she can only see flying words, tons of files, codes, all stuff that a 15 years old can’t understand. Frisk heard someone outside the room as she started to get nervous, she accidentally deleted something important, the player, which triggered the program to suck Frisk inside the game, cuz the game know that no player means no game, which Chara will call it “a failure project” and delete everything, just like her other projects.

Chara saw what happened and tried to help Frisk but to no avail. Chara told Frisk to finish the game, break the barrier and she can go back to reality, the creator isn’t 100%sure what will happen to the game if Frisk broke the program. Frisk got help with a little flower called Flowey and with a help of her sister “virtually”, the only ones who can see Chara is Frisk and Flowey. When this flower threatens to hurt the new called player, Chara threatens Flowey that she’ll delete his existence.

On their journey, they met tons of monsters, calling Frisk “player”, it’s going well, it’s going what Chara programed them to do, but what the creator din’t know that every time she logged off from the game, the program is still going, Frisk also realizes that every time her sister is gone some monsters act differently, monster like Sans whom knew this is all just a game, he can’t do anything off the files that Chara din’t program him to do because he knows that he’ll be deleted from the game, but he threatens Frisk that she’ll be the first and last player to play the game, because of this Frisk has the mentality of trusting no one except for her sister and Flowey.

Frisk’s main goal is so get home safely, Flowey’s goal is to live, while Sans’ goal is to make sure that the creator won’t delete their game, or else all of them will be deleted as well.

————————————————— Idk if it’s good or not lol, I just want this off of my head. Sorry for the wrong grammars lolololol.

Wait so let me explain, the program changed because of Frisk, why?? because she’s not originally programed to be in the game, all the monsters she met is like they’re not just programed but they have a life, they know what’s up, well only some of them know that they’re living in a game I mean.

Every time Chara is in the game “virtually” Sans can feel her presence and starts acting differently, he acts what he was programed to do and say.

_______ Idk, character designs aren’t official yet but I kinda like them XD

_______

Idk what to call this AU, if Gametale or Virtualtale