#au: things could have been different

[yukyunotabibito]

-- wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them .

He's not gentle. Not usually, at least. Here with Nasir he becomes something different, something kinder than he has the right to be. His hand is on his cheek, and he uses his thumbs to wipe away his tears.

"I know," he whispers, and kisses beneath his eyes. "I'm here for you."

Kiss Prompts 2 | Accepting (3/?)

AU: Alternate Timeline

Nasir does not cry often. In fact, he actively tries to avoid it when he can. Especially in front of others. He dare not show his weaknesses, to expose his soft underbelly in the presence of those who could use such things against him. Even in the private of his own home, when Lynet had still been alive, he could count the times that he had cried in front of her on one hand.

As such, it is significant that he would crumble in front of Naesala of all people. No... that wasn't quite right. Naesala wasn't just anyone, was he?

The raven is gentler now than Nasir has ever known to be, usual bite stripped away and replaced by something softer that Nasir surely doesn't deserve.

"Stay," He begs of the other man once every tear that streamed down his cheeks has been kissed away, a crooked smile managing to come to his face. He pulls Naesala closer to him, interlocking their lips together, "If you say you are here for me, then prove it."

[arovalentines]

time to make your choice only you can be the one

[jtl-fics]

Fluent Freshman - Part 11

PREVIOUS

FF could admit that he may not be working with a full tank at the moment.

He had not slept very well the night before.

He had watched a lot of horror movies (a genre that he generally does not consume because his mind is already a scary enough place).

He was not able to go see his Grandma and he was going to miss the traditional(tm) Black Friday extravaganza that he and his Grandma did every Black Friday since he was little and encountered the horrible truth about Santa and she’d let him in on when / where most of his Christmas gifts were obtained. (The answer was not the North Pole under the watchful eye of elves. He had cried himself to sleep at the revelation but Gran always had a way of making the worst moments of his life tolerable.)

He may have eaten just…a bit too much pie?

He definitely ate too much turkey.

His stomach is killing him because he had forgotten to take his pepto when he had slammed that five hour energy.

His heart may actually break out of his rib cage with how hard it’s beating in his chest.

He’s been listening to Andrew and Captain Neil go back and forth for the last hour and a half between discussing Aaron’s recent mess ups, to what they’ll do to one another with a locked door between them and the world, to Andrew complaining that Neil’s hand is sweaty, to Neil saying Yes and Andrew’s hand is no longer in Neil’s and-

He clenches his eyes close.

And Andrew has swerved back into the lane for the third time in the last five minutes while saying something unrepeatable about his plans for Captain Neil and the whipped cream.

FF does not handle swerving cars very well.

He hears Andrew say something that sounds like it could lead to a very uncomfortable yeast infection for Captain Neil didn’t properly rinse off afterwards.

The car swerves over the rumble strip.

A fear far stronger than his fear of what Andrew could do to him overtakes him.

“I don’t like swerving cars. So, I’m going to ask that you focus on the road and keep your hands on the steering wheel.” FF says so panicked that he sounds calm and he watches as both Neil and Andrew stiffen at the sound of his voice. “If you can’t, then I’m going to ask that you pull over and let me out.” He offers a second option and a part of him is just amazed that his voice doesn’t crack even once. “I’m fine with either option.” He says.

He says both are fine but…

Honestly he hopes Andrew chooses the first option as he looks at the dark and lonely highway.

He looks back up at the front seat and both Neil and Andrew are looking straight forward. Andrew’s hands are on the steering wheel.

“Thanks.” He says and returns his attention to back over Aaron’s head.

The rest of the ride to Columbia is blessedly quiet. Aaron and Nicky wake up when they get off of the interstate and Nicky has the good grace to try and wipe the drool out of FF’s hair while Aaron seems unbothered by the wet spot he left of FF’s shoulder.

They get out of the car and they each grab their own bag in exhausted silence. Nicky is barely managing to put one foot in front of the other and before FF can do or say anything Nicky is in his room and has locked his door.

The room that FF had been planning on sleeping on the floor of because Nicky had told him he could so that FF would not drink 20 5-hour energies over the course of the weekend.

But Nicky had looked really tired.

So he is given a general tour by a very quiet Captain Neil and FF forces himself not to think about the cooler that Andrew had brought to, what he assumes is, Andrew’s bedroom before it was brought to the kitchen. He gets shown where the blankets and pillows that Kevin uses are and FF nods in quiet acceptance even knowing that he is going to spend the night going over Katakana flashcards and maybe up his literacy on Kanji to a second grader’s level.

Captain Neil wishes him a good night while Andrew gives him a nod and it is the last time he sees Captain Neil that night.

It is not the last time he sees Andrew.

***

Andrew comes out of his room to go get two glasses of water nearly 2 and a half hours later. The house is silent and dark. He is pretty sure him and Neil are the only two up.

He is wrong.

He comes out into the living room on his way to the kitchen and finds FF going through flashcards at a rapid pace. He walks a little closer to see what it is but the flashcards aren’t even right side up half of the time.

He thinks about the car ride.

‘I don’t like swerving cars.’

FF had said it so matter of factly. He was uncomfortable with the swerving.

Andrew had told FF recently about the words he didn’t like.

It felt like FF was offering at least something of himself back to Andrew for the first time.

Andrew thinks about how once his hands had gone back to the steering wheel FF had leaned back into his seat and stared out the window.

Andrew has at various points tried to look up what FF’s circumstances were but searching news sites for someone named ‘Smith’ with no first name to work off of was an exercise in futility.

Neil has lamented many times to Andrew about his bizarre jealousy over how unknowable Smith is. “He’s learning new languages, keeping a low profile, and playing Exy. It’s everything that I wanted in my freshman year and couldn’t manage because Riko pissed me off so much! It’s just kind of hard to see someone living my dream.” He says.

Andrew had punched him in the arm for that one.

“My old dream!” Neil had said and Andrew almost punched him again for the smile he flashed but had ended up kissing his stupid pretty face instead.

Where was he?

Right.

FF didn’t like swerving cars.

It didn’t necessarily have to be the trauma that lead to that aversion. Andrew certainly hadn’t had anything scare him on a plane but he still hated flying.

Still.

“The flash card is upside down.” He says and watches as FF pauses in his shuffling before righting that card and flipping to the next one which was turned to the side as far as Andrew could tell.

FF should be asleep.

FF is not asleep.

It might be Andrew’s fault that his friend can’t sleep.

“It won’t happen again.” He says and FF turns and stares at him blankly for a few seconds before he nods his acceptance.

It’s nice having a friend who understands what he means without needing to explain every little thing.

***

FF thinks he might have double-dosed on the 5-hour energy.

He also thinks he might currently be able to see through time.

His flashcards are making so much sense right now.

Then Andrew had come up and it truly was a miracle that he did not shit himself considering the sheer amount of apple pie still making its way through his system. That’s a lot of fiber for one body and he’s sure the 2-3 Five Hour energies he has taken are not helping his plight in that regard.

“It won’t happen again.” Is what Andrew says and in an instant FF feels his stomach drop to his feet. He nods blankly and watches as Andrew nods back before the man went to the kitchen and left with two tall glasses of water.

‘It won’t happen again’

FF has asked Andrew for TWO favors today.

TWO WHOLE FAVORS.

WHAT WAS HE THINKING?

The answer was that he WASN’T.

Even if FF had paid back one of those favors with the sheer power of his granny’s pie there was the case of the secondary favor he’d asked for in the car.

‘It won’t happen again’

There won’t be anymore favors for FF. He’d used up any mercy his grandma’s pie had bought him.

He considers the time pulls out his phone and goes through some saved text files on his phone.

It’s time for guns even bigger than his grandma’s apple pie.

He takes another five hour energy and knows that he won’t be sleeping a wink. He looks up groceries stores that are open this early on Black Friday, he grabs his wallet and with immense fear in his heart grabs the keys Aaron had dropped into a bowl by the front entrance.

He needs the ingredients for his great-grandma’s brownies.

Do your civic duty and: CAST YOUR VOTE TODAY ABOUT MEMES

NEXT

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[cluescorner]

I gave myself a writing challenge and I am fascinated by it

So basically I put the robins in a randomizer to give them a new order/role (because I just...kinda wanted to see what would happen + I like role-reversal AUs) and got results that are giving me a fucking brain blast.

Stephanie, the first sidekick who defines the role

Tim, the sidekick who dies and comes back wrong

Dick, the sidekick who saves Batman from himself

Damian, the sidekick who was never supposed to be a sidekick but would go on to prove everyone wrong

Jason, the youngest sidekick who is still the Kid Wonder

...So this is fucking wild. I've got some ideas and several of these fit perfectly (Dick's role is pretty similar to his one in canon), but some of these are fucking INCREDIBLE to explore (Steph being the first Robin is something I never even considered but tbh I kinda love it).

I probably won't write a fic or anything because tbh I don't like publishing my writing that much, but I might expand this into a full AU and post about it. I might randomize other stuff too (ie, stuff that I cannot change vs stuff that I cannot keep the same) but this fucking rules as a starting point.

[floating-far-from-earth]

so! @princemonarchempress's partners in crime au hm? :P Well, I've also been heavily involved in its creation but- anyways. They <3 Somewhere in their early days of travel teehee....

(and bonus of the aftermath under the cut <3)

[danzainosolitude]

Once again I read fanfiction that seems to have been precisely written to deal psychic damage to me.

[orcelito]

I do love that doing any kind of monsterfucker smut will have you dabbling in speculative biology and going on deep dives into the animal kingdom to draw inspiration for your fictional dragon reproduction system.

Aka for my oviposition dragon vash au I was looking into wonderful subjects such as autogamy, parthenogenesis, and ovoviviparity. Among others.

All just for funsies !

[amalthea-felsblood]

○ What if there was a moment of calm? Just a moment to talk. ○

[pollyna]

Real Steel sloose au where Goose is Charlie, Bradley is Max and Slider is Bailey.

[yukyunotabibito]

a kiss like they’re trying to convince the other to love them (( AU. I think we know who’s trying to convince who:) ))

Kiss Prompts 2 | Accepting (1/?)

AU: Alternate Timeline

"Dheginsea," Nasir lounges casually in the rooms of Goldoa's king, like he belongs there as much as the queen once had. He didn't, of course. He never had. Nasir was an interloper, an intruder. He barely acted like he belonged in Goldoa at times, let alone in the king's bedchambers.

But he couldn't deny his feelings. When he stayed, he stayed despite his disagreements with Dheginsea. He stayed even though his heart belonged elsewhere. If not Goldoa... where then? Where else could he go without feeling like his heart was burning every second he was away from the older man.

It stung, like walking straight into a hornet's nest and not knowing what you were expecting. Nasir was always second best. To Goldoa's once queen, to Gareth. And Dheginsea never knew his heart, and Nasir never knew his. And yet...

He could not help but to find himself enamored with the man. He hated himself every minute of it, every time he stayed in Goldoa when he could be doing more to repair a broken gap, every time he clamored for Dheginsea's attention, every time he caught himself staring at the black dragon longingly like they were the only two people in the room.

He hates himself as his lips interlock with his king's, a kiss that begged for him to love him. Pleading for him to look only at Nasir. For Nasir to be the first one he thought of. Just once... that was all he would ask for.

Just once...

[i3utterflyeffect]

and yes i'm still thinking about victim being devastated by nightshade pretty much dying (going comatose) because of them removing his memories

[arovalentines]

some bobbles (+ two unfinished things)

[dumber-alek]

Can we please please PLEASE talk about a bipolar Ed

[jopzer]

the thing about royjamie is that they are Not drift compatible. their drift would be so fucking volatile they'd get in each others brains and accidentally kill themselves and everyone else in the building. this is my favorite thing about them.

[persephoneflouwers]

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[skitskatdacat63]

Every time I see a little piece of lore abt seb or fernando I've never seen before, i just have this deep yearning desire to write a boy king au one-shot purely about that concept aaaaaaghhhhhh(now let me instead proceed to write out all my ideas in the tags rather than in the main post. for some reason.)