#atlas i hope you dont starve

[wormbloggign]

atlas best beetl

the bugge who could

the lovechild of grue and panacea

[i-cant-stop-fandoming-help]

Mission; scarlet stars fantasy au (working on finding a name)

-Prologue; kayl-

Notes before story; i dont write multi chapter fics often. And character behaviors might not be 100% accurate to those when the full game comes out(relying on the demo rn), but im having fun! Also, since its still small, MSS was originally created by my buddy, boris! As an instaronpa. Now its becoming a full on game and hes directing it, alongside one other persob and a team. Id give the demo a try! Its on itch.io(? I think thats what its called).

Promotion aside, ive never written a huge fantasy stoey before. Mostly vampires n dragons. Ive been having fun with this though! I get to write and design fantasy appearances for the characters. (Still fighting the urge to give bear-taur mezsha a bear nose...).

Also, while i created a few ocs for this au, Ivernake is not one. Hes from the original mss!! (Not in the demo tho).

Cordelia and casper are two of said ocs. Others that might show up are; atlas, caspian, athena(named after the greek god), and a few unnamed dragon ocs.

Also i hope i wrote this right im not great at writing in the perspective of characters who are meant to be the big bads of the story. And i hope the hunters are written at least okay. I have covid rn and i havent been able to do anything othwr than write and overthink and im overthinking rn lol. Im trying. Not beta read really.

“Captain!,” A heavily scarred man shouted, holding onto a net and heaving it onboard, “We got one of them fish beasts!”

Kayl walked down the stairs very slowly, gripping the hand rail and walking to the flailing mermaid cautiously. “Get some water, now. We need them alive.” He ordered as he squatted down in front of them.

The crewmate scrambled away to grab a bucket, leaving Kayl to talk to the so-called beast.

“Oi,” he started, “What’s your name.”

The mermaid met his gaze, yellow eyes glinting in fear as they trembled. “...Cordelia.”

The red-head glanced over his shoulder as the crewmate returned. The bucket had droplets of water dribbling down the side, causing the mermaid’s eyes to widen in desperation. She reached her hand out and caught a droplet in her palm, sighing with relief and struggling to catch more.

“Cordelia. I have a deal for you,” Kayl said roughly, knocking on the deck to get her attention, “if you tell me where to find harpies and avians, I’ll set you free.”

The bluenette mermaid looked hesitant for a few seconds before she nodded. “Okay. There’s a a flock of harpies north of here. You’ll know you’re close to them when you pass a large oak.”

Kayl nodded, grabbing the bucket from his crewmate and splashing some water onto Cordelia. “One more thing before i let you out of the net, do you know if any of those birdies is in contact with a mage?”

Cordelia wrinkled her nose at that, slapping her tail on the deck in frustration. “I don’t. Please, let me free now.”

Kayl stood up with a sigh, waving his head. “Well, i am a man of my word… Casper, undo the net and toss the fish overboard. There’s one more of these beasts that I must talk to.”

-

The creature had been on the ship for days, refusing to address the crewmates or the captain. They had been starved, dehydrated, even threatened. But they refused to speak. Kayl was sure it’d change today.

“Moth,” he said smoothly, briskly making his way to the cage, “are ya ready to speak? Name first. And then I’ll ask questions.”

The moth-creature looked up gloomily, their eyes sunken with exhaustion and hunger and thirst. “...Ivernake.”

“I’ve heard of ya. Famous boxer, i think? Must make loooots of money. I got a proposal for ya; if you give us a few thousand gold, we’ll let ya leave! Deal?” Kayl stuck his hand in the cage, cracking a grin.

Ivernake scoffed, smacking his hand away. “You aren’t getting anything from me. No matter what you and your scum crewmates do, i’m not gonna give you anything for my freedom if it risks others like myself being hurt. I’d rather die.”

The captain’s face became a sneer. “Then die you will.” He hissed, drawing the sword from his hip and planting it directly in the middle of the moth’s back.

Just as he drew his blade out and let the boxer fall to the ground, his crewmates broke into a riot. “CAPTAIN!”, one yelled. “SHE’S BACK!” Another screamed.

Kayl dove for cover before looking up. That purple-haired vulture had made a return, her arms full of bottles and her wings flapping furiously against the wind.

Drop, smash, drop, smash. It started with small yellow bursts, but then it grew larger. The ship began to sink, the cages began to slip around on the deck. His crewmates were wailing and abandoning ship.

It took a lot of effort for Kayl to stand up, but he managed. The last thing he saw before he slammed into the water was the lifeless, unforgiving, eyes of Ivernake.

He didn’t feel remorse, though. He felt angry. He couldn’t die now, he refused to. He swam against the tide and gasped for air, watching as his ship sank to the dark abyss– and a feeling of hatred engulfed his heart. He watched as the vulture dove down for one single cage, dragging it up in her talons and calling for help.

Three more avians flew in and lifted the cage with the lifeless body inside.

How many times had that same group come to sink his ship, how many times had he lost a crewmate and some good money? He couldn’t keep count. He was mad, and he certainly wanted those birds gone for good.

-PROLOGUE: END-

[apollo-gate]

YEAHHH!!!! VANESSA FLUFF LETS GOOOOOO!!! I'm genuinely not sure if it's me you're referring to but I'll do anything for Vanessa Fluff. May I have all 3 pls 🥺 I can wait since you're driving and all. Also, may I pls have a pic of your fur baby?

In return I will say that V was the most popular nickname of the many my friends gifted me which included Van, Vanny, and Batman.

Oh, that is so cool. I want the story of batman one. Did you like to dress up in like all batman stuff? That's cool I was like that growing up and star wars too. I let you in on a secret my room as a kid was decorated with all batman stuff.

Shoot I could just imagine someone shouting "HEY BATMAN." everyone would be confused but you would know. hahaha but Id defiantly would call you V but only after permission. Then again I would probably say your name as it's a good name.

So I have three. I hope you like them as this is the first time I did something like this. And I can get better the more I do them.

Each is an event with Vanessa.

The second one is pure fluff while the first and the third did happen.

My fur baby is at the very end. 👀🤭😁

This one is early on in the story so 4 years before the main story starts. (Atlas is 20 in the current story.)

You look at the time it's 9:30. You pull into the tower's garage. A part of you just wants to go home. You get out and head inside. The garage is empty besides the staff who stays to watch the students. As you enter the lobby you see the receptionist speaking to a young girl. She can't be more than 13. You step towards them.

"What's wrong Stacy." Stacy looks at you. "She's not answering my questions." You look at the girl. She's half-starved and filthy. Stacy would have asked those stupid questions. You sigh and kneel. "Do you know who I am?" She nods. "You came here to be a hero yes." She nods to this. You look up at Stacy "Get the paperwork going I'll take her upstairs." Stacy does not say anything but starts the process of a lot of paperwork.

You stand straight and look at the girl. "Follow me little one." You hit the elevator button.

As you walk into the elevator the girl follows in. She pulls the coat tighter. "I will be filling out your paperwork. As I'm doing that there is a shower and a dresser with fresh clothes. Pick what you like. Dont worry. It's yours now."

The girl looks up at you. Her face is filled with relief and hope. "Thank you," she mumbles. The elevator opens. You walk towards your office. When the elevator opens you lead her to your office.

The door opens and you let her walk in first. She walks in very slowly taking in your office. "The room and bathroom are here. You walk towards the bedroom. You turn the lights on. She walks in after you and you go to the shower and get it running. As you walk out you see she is looking at the clothes.

You leave her in there. You walk out and head to the kitchen area. You remember when Jade suggested the kitchen and it helps. You start to make some food for the girl. By the time you are done, the girl walks in. Her eyes focus on the food. She sat at the table and devoured the food. When she's done you push some more food toward her.

"I know you didn't tell Stacy your name downstairs and that's ok. I don't need that but can you give me a name or maybe what you want to be called now." When the little girl looks up her eyes are sad but you get the feeling it's about something else. Then she gets a thoughtful look. "Atlas," she says hesitantly.

Atlas. An interesting name. "I like it." Atlas beams at you. "So Atlas you got an idea of what you want to wear or the type of mask you like.

Atlas shakes her head. So you give her some ideas for masks. As the outfit will come in time and she can change later.

Atlas perks up at a reflective face shield with a pink band and outline. It will cover her entire face. You also find out Atlas is actually 16 and that she does not remember her family. Your only hope she can grow into the person she wants to be and have the family she deserves.

The Second one. Vanessa and a very tired Mc. (Totally fluff but something similar might happen 😉)

(Vanessa Pov)

You and Mc have been in Meetings back to back. You are exhausted and you notice so is Mc. When you check on them they say they're ok.

You know they are lying. When the last meeting is over you both get in your jeep. As your Driving, you noticed Mc is asleep. You can't help but smile. They work hard for their age harder than most. You do admire their dedication to helping people with power issues.

You notice the grey storm cloud floating above. It starts to rain. You look at the clock. You don't have to be anywhere and Mc could use the sleep. You pull the car over and shut off the engine. As it turns off the rain turns light rain not heavy but just right.

A part of you can't help but get giddy. You step out and shut the door gently. You move and put your hands out and spin. As you spin your dress trails up. It soaked in seconds. The rain gets a little heavy. You get drawn out of your head when you hear the door open and see Mc stand out. Their face is mixed with concern and amusement.

You don't say any words you just freeze in place. You feel the heat in your face. You haven't felt that in years. Mc just walks towards you. You wonder what they are thinking. After all, you look like a dead wet rat. Your skin must look worst than usual.

You then hear a slight giggle leave their lips. "Will you show me how to dance like that?" You can't help but stare. "Yes," the words slip out of your lips before you can think. You want to dance in the rain with Mc.

It's not romantic or at least you don't think so. The splashing of your movements and the way you both do is wonderful. Your eyes never leave them. You do notice Mc looks at you as a person, not as a cold-hearted person or a monster yet. Maybe you can have a friend a best friend again.

The rain starts to pick up. You both run back to your jeep As you get in you close the door fast. Mc isn't far behind. You soaked and so is Mc. You both stare at one another and bust out laughing. You look down and are so glad you didn't wear white or you would be way more embarrassed.

"So what's next" Mc leans over the middle console with a friendly grin.

You can't help but return the smile. "Well how about dinner?" Mc is about to say something till their stomach growls. "Ok, I can eat."

You laugh "As much as I can take us to a restaurant we are not appropriate so you get option two."

Mc pouts. "What was option one."

You move your hands to start the jeep. "Uptowns Gala." Mcs eyes widen. "WHAT how would we get in they don't just let people in."

You laugh at their slur of wording. "I may or may not own it." You turn into the next lane. It's just dead silence nothing is said for a while. You stop at the red light. You look over and see Mcs eyes shining. "That's so cool," they mumble. Your sure they said a dozen other things but that stands out.

Mc clears their throat. "So what option two." You hum and tap on the stirring wheel. "Well, dinner and a shower. I'll cook and you can shower." You're busy turning on your blinker and turning but you're sure you hear Mc gasp and say something.

The rest of the drive is quiet besides the radio on with some news announcements about the cold cases on the Butcer are back. You turn the channel. You check on Mc and see they are looking out the window.

You pull into the underground garage and park near the elevator. "Come on." You get out and feel excited. You haven't had someone over before it's weird. Then a moment of panic hits you. Did you put everything up? You walk faster to the elevator. Mc is right behind you and you run through a list of the items. You put it all away yes you did.

"Oh Mc the elevator goes straight to my apartment so don't worry." As you both enter Mc is leaning heavily on the wall. The elevator goes past many floors. It finally stops at the 80th floor."

Mc walks in and is in awe at your home. You get them into the bathroom and lay some dry clothes for them. You hope they don't mind borrowing yours.

You grin when you start cooking you know what their favored food is and hope they will like it. When you have it almost done they walk in drying their hair. They grin at the food. "It's almost ready to go get the Tv ready." Mc takes off to the living room. You walk in and see a sappy rom-com on. You sit beside them and start watching it. After a while, the food is gone and the movie is off. Mc is leaning on you fast asleep. You smile at them and feel something new and it scares you.

What will they do when they see the real me will they still let me comfort them. You pull them closer. You will enjoy it till it last.

The Third one

This would be roughly 2 years before where the main story starts. So you are DEAD/MISSING still. And Vanessa meets lovely Miss Sloane. this woman might make an appearance later. And what Vanessa feels later well all I'm just pocketing it for later.

Vanessa walks into the training room. After the shitty day, she just needs to get out of the frustration.

Vanessa already got rid of her armor but still feels some blood on her she should shower but it doesn't matter.

As Vanessa turns the last corner she hears grunting in the room. As she walks in she is annoyed someone is there. She figured it is empty with classes being in session.

Vanessa is taken aback by the woman who is running the training bots down. Vanessa catches herself staring at the woman her body is covered in sweat. She shakes her head and decides to start up a session.

Vanessa pulls out two short swords and starts crashing through them. When the session is over Vanessa feels she's being watched. She turns and sees the woman staring at her.

She starts clapping. "That's Impressive but what did they do to you." Vanessa tilts her head. "Sorry." She gets closer "Well by my guess those guys will be prepared in a month." Vanessa rolls her eyes. "I guess you wanted to burn that stress you have." Vanessa smiles and nods. "I did." The woman walks to the free matt. "How bout me."

Vanessa is taken aback. "You want to fight me." The woman shakes her head. "No, I want the famous Ice Queen to fight me." You grumble. You hate that nickname. You're nice it's just that everyone treats you differently now after, after what happened.

Vanessa walks towards her. "Alright, what's your name. I don't recognize you." The woman smiles sharply. "My name, My name can be whatever you want it to be. Cutie."

Did she just, Fuck she did. Great, she's like what half my age. And why am I getting hot? "Cat got your tongue." You sigh "You should stop that." She tilts her head as you step on the mat. "Why would I. Your hoy and I like what I see."

"You don't even. Just get ready" you stammer out. "Alright, So you want to get sweaty and on top or maybe bottom." She teases as she gets ready. You then see her body turn into glass.

"Don't worry Ice Queen you can use that wonderful ice it won't hurt me." You don't get a chance to think before she jumps at you

You throw up an Ice barrier. But she gets a hand through. She then morphs her arm into a sharp blade. You form ice gauntlets to catch it.

Later

Your equal matched. You are both panting for breath. You on one end she on the other. You try one more time as you move you feel it. Your eyes widen in panic. You double over in pain. As you fall you hear the women. Shout. You try to warn her but she touches you. Your ice shoots out. Her eyes widen. "I got you." She pulls you close tightly. All the ice that would overwhelm you goes to her. You hear her grunt but she pulls you tighter. You feel her heart beat its racing. You feel your vision get dark. You lose consciousness.

You wake up to being rocked . You feel safe something you've never felt before. When you look up you see her smiling. She's no it’s impossible "Aspen." you mumble out. She strokes your face and your vision clears. "You ok Ice Queen." You look at her she has such striking silver eyes. "Yeah, I'm ok." You become aware of your position cuddling into the women. And become very hot you pull away. She pouts.

"Aww I was enjoying the cuddle." You flush. You also notice a light flush on her as well. You sit up. "So your um." You nod. She looks away "That sucks. If it gets worse you should see a doctor." You scoff. You look at the time. You need to get to a meeting.

You stand to leave. "So you're just going to leave." You nod. Before you get to the door. "Sloane!!!" You turn to look at her. She's flushing hard. "What?" She moves towards you. "My name is Sloane. And maybe we could meet later." She puts her hands up. "I know you are busy. But I do think you're cute and I want to have the chance to know you." You smile it hurts your checks. You turn and get the door. As you touch the door and walk through the door you stop. "Dinner at 6. Ask the front desk. They will tell you where to go."

Say hello to Gracie.

[hello-yue-here]

after sokka and zuko get together its painfully awkward at first because sokka is a somewhat touchy person and zuko is… not that. sokka notices that zuko wont/doesnt know how to initiate contact. he also doesnt seem to know what to do when sokka initiates contact. sokka doesnt give up tho but he stops with the hugs and the arms around shoulders and the hand settling on the small of his back when they stand next to each other. he still sits close enough that their knees touch and occasionally sokka will put a hand over zukos but nothing much other than that.

however. zuko may not have known how to react but that never meant he disliked it. a few days after zuko notices that sokka hadnt hugged him or held his hand in a while he began to realize that he missed it. a lot. like he missed it so much. eventually it got so bad that he attempted to hug sokka. it was abrupt and stiff and a little bone crushing. sokka was very confused. when zuko let go he immediately turned around and sped walked away without saying a word. sokka thought about it a little bit but he wasnt sure until zuko tried awkwardly putting his hand on sokkas shoulder: zuko was trying to be close and touch him. zuko was a touchy person.

sokka was thrilled.

zuko was very pleased when sokka began hugging him and snuggling him and soon enough the two of them were constantly touching.

during meetings theyd homd hands under the table. on hot summer nights they linked their pinkies and on cold ones theyd be a mess of tangled up limbs. when they were happy theyd be embracing and when they were angry theyd only touch the tips of each others shoes. but they never wanted to stray further away from each other than that.

[doodleodds]

I really, really, REALLY love your train!palace AU.

I was just curious if you have any other HCs for potential palaces — for either Akechi or Akira.

You don’t have to do any drawings or anything, I just loved reading about all your little details for the train AU and I’m starving for more haha

Ah thank you! I’m really glad you liked it!!! ^u^ I don’t really have any other hcs that i’m planning to draw (as of right now anyway B) ), but I did have an Akira palace concept a while ago that I’ll talk about below the cut if you’re interested! :)

(its kind of long cause once I started typing I just started rambling, so be warned)

Thanks for the ‘you dont have to draw anything’ by the way, lol xD There’s 1 drawing cause I couldn’t help myself though ;P

So, I dont know if it’ll be what you were hoping for, but a while ago i was thinking about an Akira palace about feeling overwhelmed that’s maybe called “Balancing Act” (i was thinking about calling it like. ‘tilting tower’ or something cause I think ‘tilting tower toppled’ would be a funny achievement to get once you beat it, but that just sounds too much like the fortnite thing and i cant handle that lmao), which the thieves (sans akechi- this will be explained later) probably realize exists somewhere around the end of sae’s palace.

Since the palace isn’t really akira’s distortion of a place so much as it is his distortion of what’s expected of him, his keywords could probably be something like “everyone’s happiness” and “his responsibility”? And I guess the location could just be leblanc since that’s where he lives?? I haven’t really. thought this part out too heavily lol ^^; feel free to interpret it as you’d like.

It’s probably been done before, but the whole thing is based around the idea of akira's shadow manifesting as atlas, but instead of holding up the weight of the sky, he’s holding the growing weight of people’s expectations. So, the palace itself is....you guessed it.....a tilting building! wow! It’s only not completely falling over because akira’s holding it up from the foundation, since it’s full of people he’s afraid to let down :)

sort of like that. it doesn’t have to be an apartment building, obviously. In all honesty what’s in my head is just like. a giant white cube. cause i really don’t know what “feeling responsible for other people’s continued happiness” would manifest as aside from something that could maybe hold cognitions of said people, so please accept the apartment building for now lmao (again feel free to interpret as you like)! And his outfit is definitely subject to change, i just stuck him in the first thing that came to mind xD

“BUT SOPHIA,” i hear you asking, “IF AKIRA’S RIGHT THERE, CAN’T THE PT JUST FIGHT HIM AND TAKE HIS TREASURE REALLY QUICKLY?” NO, you fool!! He’s holding up the weight of the world! does it LOOK like he’s got time to fight, let alone know where the hell his treasure is?? It being Akira’s palace, of course he cuts a deal with them- find his treasure and they can just keep it since it’ll be a weight off his mind (literally), in exchange for someone bearing the building for just a few minutes so he can have a break before they actually leave with the treasure. The thieves agree to this and eventually head into the building he’s holding up (i thought the thieves stealing his treasure literally adding weight to his mind/being another burden he has to shoulder was a funny concept here), and begin searching.

pretty much at this point I just figured the goal would be scaling the building, since the treasure is most likely at the top? (cause i mean honestly speaking if it’s not with akira, where else would it be. just finding it sitting in the middle of the fifth floor seems anti-climactic). As they ascend, they realize everything is in perfect equilibrium, perfectly balanced on both sides of the building so it helps it not topple. E.g., on one floor one side of the hall has a ryuji cognition while the other has an ann cognition, or something to that effect.

Earlier I mentioned the thieves sans akechi finding out about this palace late into the infiltration of sae’s because if the thieves were to discover akira had a palace, i doubt they’d tell akechi when they know he’s going to betray them and wouldn’t want him to purposefully muck up their infiltration. I also thought it would be interesting to see an akechi cognition in the palace, and maybe have it purposefully doing something to throw akira off balance (a consequence of him knowing about the assassination plot, explaining why it would be late in sae’s palace)? my initial thought was literally something like ‘the thieves walk into a room just in time to see the akechi cognition step off the edge of the balcony and un-balance the building, causing the gimmick of the palace to become having to leave a party member behind to keep it balanced every time something throws it off-balance on their way to reach the top’ or something. but idk! that seems a little extreme and i didn’t really put any thought into how they’d get back down afterward, so. just consider there being a trouble-maker akechi cognition, lol. ^^;

anyway! they reach the top eventually, the treasure’s there. hooray! they head back down to send the calling card. I genuinely don’t know whether akira knows about his palace or not in this au or whether he even wants the pt to steal his heart, but. He gets a calling card none-the-less, since whatever is causing his distortion is harmful to him and his friends want to help him. And I don’t feel like exploring the potential consequences of it being his choice or not rn >o>

So the pt go back in to steal the treasure! And it goes really easily. in and out! but before they can leave, Akira’s shadow asks them to uphold their part of the deal- someone take the weight of the palace for him for a minute so he can know what it’s like to exist without the weight of that on his shoulders for a minute before he disappears. Now...if you know anything about atlas’ encounter with heracles, you know that he tries to trick him into holding up the sky indefinitely. WELL! guess what happens when one of the pt takes up his mantle under the building. Akira’s like “oh gee, thank you! you’re a great friend.” and then yoinks his treasure from the others and tells them they’re going to have to try to take it from him. he’s got people relying on him, and he needs this in order to keep them happy!!

the supposed gimmick of the palace continues, in that the PT are always one party member down during the boss fight (maybe you can switch out whose holding it? i don’t see why you couldn’t, so long as someone always is).

This is where my planning on the palace kind of ends, because I’m not sure what akira’s shadow turns into during the bossfight. Back when i first got into p5 vanilla, i didn’t have a whole palace au but i had a kinda melancholy akira shadow encounter thought out, where when his friends ask why he hasn’t transformed into a monster during his boss fight he says something like “i’ve got a palace. i’m already a monster, aren’t I?” or something to that effect. so, that’s an option, but it sort of doesn’t fit the vibe so... idk! again feel free to interpret it as you will lmao.

When they do defeat him and get his treasure back, he tells them to get out of the palace before it collapses and takes the (now probably crumbling) building from whoever’s currently holding it. The thieves feel bad leaving him there, and he tries to convince them that he’s heading back to his real self in a few moments so they shouldn’t worry, but they all band together for a hot minute and help him hold up the palace even as it collapses, and it’s like. a show of solidarity? Like a “you can call on us if you need help” kinda thing? and they’re with him till he disappears and they escape.

Not sure what happens when they get back to the real world or what akira’s treasure turns out to be (i’ve seen other aus where its his probation notebook so. maybe that?), but thats it!

...yep. i’m not as attached to it as the train one (cause its not got goro in it lmao), but! that’s what i got. :>

thanks for asking though, anon! I hope that was what you were looking for!

[snickiebear]

yo nadia <3333 i'm bored in my online classes and u reblogged the questions thingy at the right time lmao, so get ready: 1, 4, 5, 9, 10, 17, 23, 24, 28, 30!!!, 34, 38, 39, 40 (the intimacy of being understood) (imma stop here lol) (also i'm sorry u're not feeling well, ily and hope u'll feel better soon!! <33333)

ELE ILY. (and thank you, i’m stayin home today cause,,, yeah. i appreciate you sm.) you’re the literal best, i adore you. 

1. How long ago did you start reading fanfiction? Writing fanfiction?

The first fanfiction i read was for The Lunar Chronicles when I was like 11?? and it was 100% on accident and it scarred me because it was a hardcore porn one with a period kink and i was like WHAT IS THIS??? OH MY GOD???? LMAOOOOO i didn’t pick it back up until i was 13-14 and really got into the Fairy Tail fandom. I still reread my favorites on ff.net cause i love them. 

As for writing, I wrote a horrible, terrible x-men fanfiction when I was twelve. (my friend still brings it up and REFUSES to delete it so it still gets comments and views, that shit HAUNTS ME ELE.) then tried again for Fairy Tail, posted like two chapters before taking it down cause i wasn’t really feeling it. And then I posted The Intimacy Of Being Understood and here we are. 

4. Link your three favorite fics right now.

OMGG okok 

@murd3rm1ttens ‘s The Problem How Time Works IF YOU HAVENT READ THIS YOU GUYS NEED TO HOP ON IT ASAP. MITTEN’S WRITING SO SO SO SO GOOD. SAKURA AND INO ARE TOTAL BADASSES. KAKASHI IS A SIMPPPP. ITS SO FUCKING GOOD. 

@mouseymightymarvellous ‘s We Were Screaming In Color (Only A Possibility) yes, yes I KNOW. i always point into mousey’s direction but i WILL always advocate that everyone reads her fics, they’re literally so beautiful???? i just happen to be rereading WWSIN rn 

@safelycapricious ‘s Shaking Up And Breaking Down series. I found this like?? idfk but i’ve been raving about it ever since. ALSO CHECK OUT THEIR FICS IN GENERAL. 

fuck i have more than three but also check out @ambivalens999 ‘s Masks

i do wanna make a fic rec thing where i just rav about my favs,,, might do that later or sum

5. What are your fanfic pet peeves? Do they have a huge effect on whether or not you decide to read something?

Omniscient third person. I don’t like it. Like I can understand that it can be a little hard to stay in one person’s perspective but, in my opinion, if you can, it shows how disciplined you are as a writer. Plus, i just get so confused when I go from A’s thoughts to suddenly what B is thinking about A. 

When writers use ‘ ‘ instead of “ “. When writers put thoughts in ‘ ‘ instead of just italicizing them. It’s small things but like they just bother me sO MUCH. most of the time i can ignore it and try to enjoy but other times i just dip. 

9. Tag 3 fic writers you think are underrated/unknown in the fandom/fanfiction community.

@espoir-et-reves !!!!! THEIR SHISAKU FICS ARE SO SO SO SO SO GOOD. And they have a warring states one going on THAT I AM SO OBSESSED WITH. 

@writer168 idk if they’re really “underrated” but THEY HAVE SUCH GREAT FICS ON AO3. Like theres an AU with sakura, kiba, and shino that i reread constantly because it just. is. so. fucking. GOOD. and they posted a new one that i’m YELLING about. 

@eggtoasties okay they only have 2 in the naruto fandom (one shisaku which is still ongoing) BUT THEIR WRITING STYLE IS SO NICE?? I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT. I still go back and reread their shikasaku one cause UGH i can’t get enough. I love it. 

10. What’s your favorite fandom, pairing, or character to read fic for?

Fandoms: Naruto, Soul Eater, The Old Guard, ATLA

Parings: KakaSaku/ShikaSaku/ShiSaku/MultiSaku, SoMa, Joe X Nicky, Zukka

Character: SAKURA. I will read anything with Sakura as the main character and her being a fuckin badass or becoming a badass. I love her.

17. How obsessively do you sit and stare at your fic after you’ve just posted and wait for feedback?

aha.. haha.. well. I check my email like three times an hour. its the first thing i check in the mornings too. I’m literally a whore for praise and literally eat up feedback like its going out of style. I also reread a lot of my stuff because i make so many mistakes and spelling errors, or the spacing is weird oR SOMETHING. plus, literally any and all comments make my day, i go back and reread them cause they just make me feel so tingly and warm like “wow. this person enjoyed the fic/my writing enough to tell me. thats HUGE!”

23. What’s your absolute favorite trope to write?

Angry, feral, bloodied, morally gray women. They aren’t bad guys, they’re probably the good guy, but that doesn’t mean they cant be fucking raging at the world with raw knuckles and blood on their teeth. I just love an angry woman who struggles with her emotions and just has so much inner conflict but that doesn’t take away from her character or badassery, it adds to it. 

24. What’s a trope that you’d like to never hear about as long as you live, let alone write?

The fake dating or miscommunication troupe. LIKE GUYS JUST TALK. AND TELL EACH OTHER OMFG. the entire like obliviousness of “nah they dont like me” while the They holds their hand and kisses their cheek. MOFO WHAT. it makes me so impatient and like mad HAAHHAHA. its probably because i’m a pretty confrontational person so seeing stuff like that just “cmon bro, USE YO HEAD.”

28. How do you deal with writing pressure (ie: pressure to update, negative comments, deadlines, etc)?

I have yet to receive a negative comment! Which i was really surprised about tbh. As for deadlines or pressure to update, i just kind of do whatever. I do set goals, but i set them flexible enough that hey, if i can’t do it, that’s okay. 

I have a lot of mini goals, like “i want to write this chapter and get it done this week” and then the large goal is “FINISH BY END OF MAY” so i have time. 

Actually, now that I think on it, the entire pressure to update thing is probably why i’m waiting until I have all of OL&W written to post it weekly,, cause well. I wouldn’t wanna leave you guys waiting as I tried to write and work out the next chapters and stuff, you know?

30. Post a snippet from your current WIP without context - no more than 300 words.

AAAAAA YOU KNOW I LOVE THESE AHAHAHAH

Have you seen the way the dead dance, World Breaker? They roar, half mad and starving. Do you not wish, do you not hope to see them twist and bend and dance to your will?

Shikamaru snarls, looking behind his shoulders to where his Shadows lay. “Patience.” He spits. “Is of the essence, Things of Ancient. Know your place as the dark you are.”

34. How much of yourself and your life experiences do you put into your writing? What do you think your readers’ image of you is?

None of my experiences match up to anything I write tbh,,, probably the only thing that is me in my writing is maybe the emotional turmoil? I’m pretty emotionally and mentally mature because from a pretty young age i started forming my own opinions, started looking into the world around us and being like “dude what the fuck this is not what disney advertised”. Then i started talking (read: arguing and debating) with my dad about a lot of it. So, like emotions are kind of hard for me. Like i’m pretty good at controlling them or understanding them, but still. idk its hard to explain ig.

Like the weight of stress, the anger, the sadness. It’s kind of therapeutic to write. Cause i don’t know how to put those feelings to verbal words so writing them really helps. 

As for my readers’ image? Probably like some kind of hunched over figure typing away in the dark with a maniacal grin on their face. I honestly don’t know AHHAHAHA but it is fun to think about. I think they’d see me as someone with potential but a lot of room to grow and someone who is imperfect but in a charming way LMAOOOO

38. What does your writing process look like? How chaotic is it on a scale of 1 (very tame) to 10 (you can’t handle this kind of chaos)?

I’m gonna be real honest. Its probably like a 2. I’m a bit of a control freak so I almost always go in chronological order, my writing is pretty linear. Unless, i get bored and jump to one of my fav parts. It's pretty much i sit down, i open the doc, read over my notes and just start writing. 

It’s a little boring to explain AHAHAHA but once i get into the groove of things its really fucking great, I can like feel myself in the world, I can feel what i want the characters to, i love it. I catch myself mouthing the words as i type too, which i find hilarious.

39. What’s something about your writing that you pride yourself on?

I rather like how raw my writing is sometimes. Which might sound really vain, but i do like the way i word things or describe things. I love juxtaposition and repetition, or making a good ole circle back to some minute detail that wouldn’t stand out until i repeat it at the end and you’re like “omg” AHAHAHAHA.

Like those little poetic snippets or certain wording i just sit back and go “damn thats kinda good nadia! go you!’ HAHAHA  

40. How did you come up with the idea for The Intimacy Of Being Understood?

AAAAA this fic is like my first child, my pride and joy LMAO

so the idea initially came when i was reading some fic, idk if it was even naruto, but i was like “i don't like this, but i do like the rain symbolism.” And I knew i wanted to write something kind of slow paced, something a little sad and angsty, but would show KakaSaku slowly but surely falling in love.

Idk if you’ve noticed but a lot of my fics, the pairings don’t change each other dramatically. They accept each other as they are and then they grow with together. Like that acceptance is something i just love writing, its so subtle, it isn’t something you declare. Its simply “I am going to love you. I am going to love you despite your flaws and faults. I am going to love you unconditionally because I know you, I understand you, and there is nothing you could do to drive me away.” 

The fic kind of wrote itself after that first scene. I kept going back to the rain, go being ghosts, and resurrection, and the small epiphanies one gets. I wanted to focus on each character’s growth with each other. They didn’t find light in life because of each other, but with each other. And i think that’s my favorite thing about that fic. 

I wanted something raw and real and just something beautiful. I’m actually really proud of it tbh. Would i go back and rewrite/edit it? Oh of course! I’d do that with every single one of my fics, but i’m not gonna cause i think its in its rawest form right now. :))))

ask me shit plz

[nafeary]

Requested by @zazax42

Hi sweets!! I saw you were doing matchups and I was going to ask for ikemen vampire BUT THEN I saw you were doing ATLA and I couldnt decide between the two, so just choose whichever you prefer, if that's okay 💖

Alright! I'm a girl, Capricorn,ENFP/ENTP (ENTP gang 🤗), average height, short blonde hair and greenish eyes, kinda tanned. I'm really buff and strong in the upper body which makes me a bit insecure because I look like a man.. Otherwise I'm pretty slim and flat as a board, with the exception of my *cough* 🍑

I'm a bit of a gentle giant, I'm not really emotional at all but I'll cry if I accidentally step on a bug :( Also I'm the type of person who calls everyone sweetie/hun/love. The only time I'm mean is if someone's bothering my friends or the people I love. I'm kind of a flirt and really confident because I've been rejected so many times I might as well just shoot my shot you know 🤗 I'm super competitive and I never back down from a challenge but I know how to take defeat too. I do little dances a lot, especially when I'm happy or if I want to make someone laugh. Unfortunately for me and the people around me I'm really dirty minded and pretty shameless about it too... whoopsies

I do tons of sports, mainly swimming which I train for everyday for multiple hours, and I was very close to going to junior Olympics last year before I overworked and injured myself. Some other stuff I do is pole and aerial dance, boxing, archery, horse riding, singing... just anything I feel up to. I pick up new hobbies and sports very easily so it's not a problem. Despite working a lot I have sleep issues, so I often get told my face looks sad but I'm actually just really tired all the time heh 😌

Other than that, I'm actually Slavic so English isnt my first language, but it IS my favourite subject and I kind of want to go to Oxford to study it but I dont think I'm quite good enough. I'm good at all subject actually, except for physics because what the hell even is that. I may be smart but I'm a bit of a dumbass too, I'm forgetful, clumsy, gullible... just not great ✌ Also, I really like cooking and I love making food for others and seeing them happy eating it! This is even more true if it's a romantic partner. I like being pampered but I love pampering even more and to be honest, I'm a bit attention starved and just want someone to kiss me and hold my hand 🥺

Anyway, I'm sorry for putting so much information, I hope it's not a bother 🥰 take your time uwu

I need people like you to remind me that ENTPs aren’t arseholes lmao. You must be such a cool person (I wish I knew you). Reading through this made me feel hella inspired and legit cued anime sparkles everywhere 💖💖

And I don’t mind a lot of info at all, it grants me more to work with (making the overall match up longer and more detailed).

I hope you are pleased with the match I have for you (I chose an ATLA match, btw). Without further ado...

I ship you with, *le drumrolls*

Cabbage Man 🥬

There is nothing that fits your— yeah okay I’m joking.

I actually ship you with, *le actual drumrolls*

Toph Beifong ⛰

At this point, I have an inkling that I have a thing for matches who will become better as a pair, compared to fitting together for the beginning.

Lowkey recipes for a distaster 👀

Capricorn and Sagittarius (Toph’s zodiac) are a rather... bizarre couple. On top of that, an ISTP (Toph’s MBTI) with an intuitive partner instead of a sensing one is also rather unheard of. Some would even dare say that those are entirely disparate types, and never the twain shall meet.

HOWEVER, that is not to say that it wouldn’t work out.

Your relationship with Toph would be like dancing the dragon dance salsa. Complex and exhilarating rythms, alternating movements of allure and inconnu detachment, each sui generis thrust and roll a declaration of love or a harmless flirt.

Neither of you would be pushing for your romance to happen; and yet, it was as if nature itself had made a schedule for your meetings, playing a game of faith and destiny. The blossoming of your friendship would be rocky; albeit, it would quickly evolve into an avalanche of less-than-pleasant quips and harmless under-the-table middle finger exchanges (the metalbender’s interpretation of it being slightly genuine than your friendly and flirty jokes).

The moment it clicked for basically everyone that you were definitely not meant to be, alas a power couple fighting till dawn was the aftermath of one of your worse quarrels (the type that would leave the little earth bender in an abyss of her own earthquake). After silent brooding on both ends, you met up with the stubborn girl and listened to her side of the affair, illustrating yours fairly and squarely.

A thousand more conflicts would happen, but you’d resolve each and every one of them.

Now that we are passed the drama, time for *insert spongebob voice* loveeee ✋🌈🤚

ISTPs require time to recharge their “dealing-with-idiots” capacity. That won’t be an issue for an ENTP with the close to a million hobbies and interests. However, in the close guise of your home walls, you’ll get the attention you require. While Toph isn’t the exactly the biggest fan of intimacy, she’ll compromise for you.

But you should expect a lot of teasing from her side, too. She might not be able to see you pole-dancing (“Thanks for pointing that out, Sokka.”), nevertheless, shell know exactly how to make you sink to earth’s core in embarrassment.

To sum it all up, you might not be made for each other, but improving each other’s qualities is a huge part of a relationship.

So yeah, drama and angst, but it all ended well.

(If you don’t want as much drama, there is always cabbage man 😉.)

[allaboutthebooz]

Send My Love (To Your New Lover) Part Nineteen

Summary: Jake and Y/N book a venue.

Warnings: Fluff, tiny bit of awkward angst.

A/N: Here is part 19. We are moving along! Things are coming together and this ending. Oh boy! Enjoy, guys!

After you chose your dress, everything else seemed to fall in place. You and Jake visited the ski lodge a few weeks later but weren’t able to book any of their spots for your big day. The resort manager did give you a list of different ones in the area, that he thought would be good for what you wanted. You took your time visiting them, seeing as a lot of them were hours apart from each other. Today, you both were headed to Kelowna to visit the Big White Ski Resort. You were nervous. It was one of the last locations and you were worried that it wouldn’t be what you had dreamed of.

Jake pulled the rental truck into a parking spot just outside of the resort. You look over at him and can tell he’s nervous too. You both want this so bad, but if it doesn’t you don’t know what to do. It’ll set your planning schedule back and both of you don’t have too much time to spare. He was getting ready to go and film a new movie and would be gone for a few months.

“You ready?” He asks. You just nod. Both of you climbing out of the vehicle and walking up the path. You walked into the main building and were greeted by the desk clerk. You told them you were meeting with Marsha and they called her down. You both looked through the big windows, examining the view.

“The view is nice. The mountains will look beautiful covered in snow.” You tell Jake.

“Yeah, they will. Except I’m not sure there will be an indoor venue for the ceremony. I was looking online and only found pictures of an archway overlooking the mountains.”

“Well, if we decide this is the place, then we will just have to make sure to include a note on the invitations about wearing warm coats. I don’t mind being out in the snow. Just so I can marry you. That’s all I want.” You look over at him and take his hand, leaning into him.

He smiles and kisses your forehead, giving your hand a squeeze. “That’s all I can ask for. As long as you’re happy. If you told me that you wanted to elope, I would do it today.”

“You’re such a cheeseball, Bubby.”

“You love cheese.” He tells you, making you laugh.

You hear footsteps behind you, so you both turn to see who is coming. You’re guessing that it’s Marsha. She’s got a big smile on her face and you can see the greeting forming on her lips as she draws closer.

“You must be Y/N and Jake. I’m Marsha. If you could follow me, I would like to show you the area that we have reserved for weddings.”

+++

She guides you and Jake through the venue. Jake was right about there only being an outdoor area for the ceremony. The reception would be help indoors though, which is fine with both of you. You view of the mountains behind the ceremony spot, was beautiful and you couldn’t wait to see if covered in the December snow. She guided you back through and into her office. You and Jake sat in the chairs in front of her desk, as she sat behind it. She pulled out a calendar.

“Now, what did you think?”

You and Jake both looked at each other, staring for a moment before nodding together. You look back at Marsha and smile. “It’s perfect. That view is amazing.”

She smiles back. “Perfect.” She opens the calendar and begins to flip through it. “Now, when were you wanting to get married?”

“We were hoping some time in December. Preferably before any time before Christmas.”

“Okay.” She flips to December and looks over the events going on. “We have the second weekend open. We would be able to offer you full access to the ceremony and reception areas starting that Thursday through Monday. That should give you enough time to decorate how you would like and your family could help us get everything cleaned up after.”

You look at Jake again. “What do you think?” You ask.

He smiles. “Let’s do it. Let’s book it.”

You both look at Marsha and nod with big grins. “We’ll do it.”

“Wonderful! December 13th, you will officially be husband and wife! We can discuss price and I can answer any questions that you have and then we can sign some papers. Let me go get everything!” She stands and moves through her office, leaving you and Jake to yourselves for a few moments.

You look at him and you both reach out to grip the other’s hand. “This is it. We’re doing this.” You tell him excitedly.

“Hell, yeah we are.” You both lean in for a gentle kiss. “I can’t wait for you to be my wife.” He tells you as you pull apart, reaching up with his other hand to stroke your cheek.

“I’m so ready for this.” You put your forehead against his and close your eyes. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Smalls.”

+++

One Month Later

Jared is sitting in his trailer with Jensen, when someone knocks on his door. They were done filming for the day, so he figured it was Misha. He opens the door and is surprised when he sees you standing outside the door.

“Hey! What are you doing here?” He rushes out the door to hug you.

“I just finished finalizing some paperwork at the venue,” Jensen’s ears perk up at the sound of your voice, “figured I’d take a three-hour drive to see my best friend. I made sure you were done filming for the day or at least ready for break before stopping by. I figured we could get some food.”

He sees Jared look behind him, “Uh, yeah. I’m done for the day, nothing else until midnight.”

“Well, let’s go. I’m starving!” You rush him, having no idea that Jensen is in the trailer behind Jared. “Oh, but here! Let me give you this! I already sent one to Gen but figured you could have one here as a reminder. Since you’re getting old, I figured you could put it on the fridge where you would see it every day.”

“Oh, you’re so funny. Just for that, you’re buying lunch and I’m an expensive date!” Jensen hears you both laugh. He forgot how much he missed your laugh, it makes his chest tighten. You sound so happy. So, free. “Let me just put this in the trailer and we can go.” Jensen hears the hesitation in Jared’s voice. “Uh, you can come in, but Jensen is in there.”

No response. Just a big empty space, full of sudden tension. Jensen can feel his heart race. He hopes you’ll come in. He wants to see you. He hasn’t seen you since he showed up at your apartment, pouring his heart out.

“Uh,” He hears the fight in your voice. “Sure, I’ll come in and say hi.”

He hears you and Jared move up the steps and he looks towards the doorway, he spots Jared’s tall frame moving through it and then you’re smaller one following behind him. He stops breathing, anxious to see your face. He can feel the slight hum of his nerves within his body. Jared steps to the small kitchen to put whatever you had given him, on the counter.

Jensen can’t focus on him, all he can see is your face. Your long hair, longer than he’s ever seen it. Your beautiful face, happier. Your eyes, brighter. You look exactly the same and yet, completely different.

“Hi, Jense.” You bring your left hand up to tuck some hair behind your ear. Your big engagement ring, shining under the lights of the trailer. You’re nervous.

“Uh, hey, Y/N/N. How are you?”

You give him a small smile. “I’m doing really good. You?”

He nods. “Yeah, I’m good.”

Your smile grows a little more. “That’s good. I’m glad.”

Another nod. “I didn’t know you were in town.”

“Oh uh, yeah. I was actually in Kelowna but figured I would come see Jared.”

“Right.”

You turn to Jared, “Well, we better get going. I feel like I could eat a moose.” You let out an awkward laugh.

Jared clears his throat. “Right. Yeah, let’s go.”

You look back at Jensen. “It was good to see you.”

“You too. You look good.” He internally smacks his head. You smile, falters.

“Yeah, you too. Uh, see ya.”

“See ya.” And with that, you and Jared are gone. Leaving him alone in Jared’s trailer. Jensen stands from his spot on the couch and moves through the trailer. He’s almost to the door when he spots the thing that Jared placed on the counter. He doesn’t want to be nosy, but he has to know what it is.

Picking it up and turning it over, he feels his heart drop into his stomach. It’s your wedding invitation. That’s why you were here. You and Jake were getting married in Kelowna. He takes his phoned out of his pocket and opens the camera. Snapping a picture of the invitation, before placing it back on the counter and walking out of the trailer.

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