#because in my au it is DEFINITE that there’s some therapy animals in the house for the children

[almostthursdayy]

i think it’d be fun if wammy’s house had like abunch of watari’s inventions in it. or like some totally not ego-petting mini-mueseum of the inventions with a focus on the prototypes-to-final-product-pipeline and how greatness can be achieved with hardwork ( back-breaking labor ).

less kind of bitter idea, it’d be even more fun if wammy’s house had some like communal pets or something. like a dog that just lounges around or a cat. maybe multiple since the place is so huge

[dandylovesturtles]

Hi, I love your Sidelined AU! My question(s) is about the emotional fallout of Draxum’s cruelty towards Leo in the original oneshot – do Leo’s brothers realize the impact of what Draxum said to Leo - since it hurt that they didn’t refute his words at the time? And what is Draxum really sorry for, if he expected Leo to die (‘I can make you a replacement son’)? (to be clear I like remorse and redemption arcs and am totally on board, just trying to get my head around it)

thank you!

this is a fair question! when I wrote that initial one shot it was not envisioned as part of a series, so if I had actually written it with that in mind there likely would be some differences, like I would have made an effort to include April and probably would have scaled back some of Draxum's more blatantly villainous dialogue. but I didn't know, and so I didn't write it that way, and now we have what we have because retcons are for cowards /jjjjj

in regards to his brothers not refuting Draxum: Leo would try to avoid letting them know how bad that hurt him initially because he doesn't want them to know that bothered him, but he's really low and ends up fighting with Donnie especially and I could see it coming out in a weak moment of bitterness that they didn't defend them, which would definitely make his bros upset, because yeah, they didn't. to be clear it's not because they actually agreed with Draxum, it's because they're young teenagers who were in a stressful situation and they were all in shock over what was happening. I think we can all forgive a 13/14/15-year-old for not having the correct emotional response ready to go, haha. and in time Leo will realize this too - they could probably all benefit from family therapy tbh but it is what it is. anyway, they do realize the impact of it on his mental health eventually and it's a work in progress to help him out of that rut.

Draxum... really wasn't thinking of the boys as, like... people, at that time? I'm not convinced if Draxum really knew what level of sentience the boys were going to have and was probably still thinking of them as animals at first. and then when he met them and realized they do have human level intelligence... well, humans dehumanize other humans all the time, and remember that Draxum was planning to attempt a genocide, so overlooking the personhood of others was a thing he was already prepared to do.

he said what he said mostly to antagonize Splinter. in his mind, Leo wasn't much more than an animal, so he wasn't really Lou Jitsu's son. like sure, he used Lou Jitsu's DNA to mutate him but that's not really the same, is it? the idea that Lou Jitsu had been off playing house with his experiments was ludicrous to him, because those aren't children, they're experimental soldier prototypes. it made as much sense to him as a trainer calling an attack dog their son.

it's not really until he's seeing their pure grief over what's happening to Leo, when he's interacting with them in a cooperative capacity, that he starts to accept that they are actually a family, and that what he's done has destroyed them. as with many situations, unfortunately, it takes seeing the hurt he's caused and empathizing with them to finally see them as people, and to regret the actions he's taken. of course, it's too little too late at that time, but he has time to make it up to them eventually... he just really has to work for it.

thanks for the ask!

[tuhbanbuv]

Ode To Ouroboros Headcanons

This turned into a massive ramble but anytime I have the chance to infodump about any of my fics or AUs I will take it.

So enjoy some Ode To Ouroboros headcanons/lore because yes:

Cutman “Cutty” considers himself a cousin to the Light trio. Not exactly a sibling but not as distant as the other masters.

Blues is the closest thing you’ll get to an autistic robot master, sensory issues, not getting social cues and all before and after getting repaired.

Blues has PTSD and low self esteem from…well, everything. But he’s a better big brother than he thinks.

Rock has a crush on Bass, though it’s probably 89% not gonna be reciprocated…sorry, Rock, you can’t fix him.

Roll and Kalinka definitely have crushes on each other and it definitely started out all cutesy like a spontaneous kiss before having to part ways without another word Owl House style.

Tango was intended to be a sort of therapy animal for people with animal allergies or patients with low immunities that couldn’t risk any type of contamination. He sensed that Blues wasn’t well even when Roll repaired him in the Archie comics and helps to aid in his emotional recovery.

The twins (Rock and Roll) and Bass are 14-16, while Tempo and Blues are 17-20. Though Bass is on the older end of the 14-16 age range.

Rock has some slight resentment against Blues for leaving and coming back, especially since he still feels the weight of being Megaman is still on him despite his older brother returning. This will probably lead to things being said that he’ll regret…

Roll doesn’t hold any ill will, however. She just sees Blues as troubled and regretful for everything, and is secretly happy to get another brother. The two have a somewhat stronger relationship.

Light and Wily used to be a couple before and during Blues’ creation, but it was especially toxic on Wily’s end. Until the events of Chapter 4, Light truly believed he could’ve changed. Now any chance of them rekindling anything is long gone.

Adachi has a somewhat positive history with the Sniper Joe line, to the point they influenced a good part of their love for robots and misanthropy.

Blues knows some Spanish and Japanese, but usually sticks to Spanish.

Tempo was accidentally made tall due to a typographical error on her blueprints. She’s twice as tall as the Light siblings and doesn’t hesitate to carry her Blues any chance she gets.

Tempo and Blues got engaged shortly before the events of Ode to Ouroboros. They just figured that they’d rather do romantic stuff with each other rather than anyone else so they basically got engaged then and there. Tempo wears her ring under her glove and on her civilian form and Blues wears it as an earring so he doesn’t lose it. He does get a wedding band to wear on his new civilian form later on so people aren’t confused though.

There’s a good reason why Blues can contact X in his dreams but that’s a major spoiler. Just know that his dreams aren’t just dreams…

Roll loves fanfiction and reads it as much as she can. Light regrets introducing the internet to her.

Blues secretly looks up to Rock, but is somewhat protective of him. If anything bad happens to him he’ll immediately blame himself.

Rock and Roll introduce video games to Blues. Blues prefers slower or quieter games like Animal Crossing or Harvest Moon, but also enjoys rhythm games (especially with Vocaloids, his favorite is Kaito). Roll loves Kirby and Rock loves racing games. Roll has never won against her brothers during game nights.

Light thought Blues’ injuries were from his core corroding his body. He was wrong…

Blues’ scarf is his comfort item. He loves the thing dearly and will cuddle with it like it’s a baby blanket.

Blues loves music, it’s basically his coping mechanism and love language. Tempo knows this and will sing to him if he’s having a panic attack.

Tempo definitely calls Blues her “short king” and would hold him over her shoulder, bridal style, etc.

Bass (before the infection) hid a lot of his feelings underneath his ego. At one point, he was just as naive and innocent as Rock. Roll teaches Blues how to sew and bake to help distract him from his anxiety/depressing thoughts. It’s become a nice bonding activity between them.

Blues would definitely throw down if someone even remotely insulted his siblings. Any previous jealousy has been replaced with genuine love and protectiveness for the twins. He considers X a baby or son of sorts.

Guts-man is pretty much friends with everyone. Unless you’re Wily he’s nice off the bat.

Cut-man is pretty much best friends with Roll. He loves the kid and would do almost anything she’d ask. Almost, he has some standards.

Wily was planning on giving Bass a sister. Was.

[someonetookmygender]

Star Wars Prequels Headcanons from me and other fanfic authors

So Star wars Prequels headcanons. My personal ones, ones the majority agrees with, and ones you see in Fanfic. This is not including the Clone Wars headcanons except Ahsoka cause she's parts of this.

This is the Jedi we see and might need to spread into two or more parts. We have a lot to get through, so sit back and relax.

Disaster Lineage - its big, its chaotic and full of unstable people

Ahsoka Tano

- Bites people, from being a Togruta but also learnt that from Anakin.

- Eyes glow in the dark like cats and also pupils go wide like cats on catnip

- no ᑎO ᗷOᑎEᔕ so super flexible and can twist her head like an owl.

- She, i feel, is leaning towards more demigirl/genderfluid presenting female because a) vibes b) the way she acts and such and c) cause why not.

- was scared when she got two crystals cause she didn't know what it meant.

- very cute when she was younger

- Plo was absolutely her dad. Still is and will be

- messed around on the lower levels, with drugs, sex and all sorts of other stuff.

- knows bounty hunters and people on the black market.

- stays awake for 72 hours, eats very small meals and then crashes on the nearest wall. This has caused quite a worry with Healer Che.

- Hates Medbay, like the rest of the lineage and that's due to the war.

- Hyperactive and like Anakin, uses moving mediation.

Anakin SkyWalker

- When he joins the Jedi Order and such, he is bullied quite a lot

- Hasn't gone to therapy but in Fix-its he does and he doesnt turn if he goes to therapy.

- Anakin's ( and this is in some but i think agreed upon) name means Rain Bringer, as on Tatooine names have meaning.

- There is a multitude of ships between him and other characters.

- He knows a lot about biology and sex cause he had to go fix a bunch of broken machinery at the pleasure houses and learnt a lot from the " Colourful and Shiny ladies"

My personal Headcanons

- He knows slithers of langauges ( Mostly swears) because of traders/merchants, smugglers, pilots and so on.

- He bites people as a defensive maneuver when he was younger but I don't think he grew out of it.

- Definitely did not want to meet Palpatine at all but went to make Obi-wan and the Jedi council happy.

Obi-Wan Kenobi

- The force loves him so much and wraps itself around him like a blanket.

- He has too much trauma because of Yoda's meddling and Qui-gon being a dick.

- Most often found in Time-Travel fics cause why not

- He attracts danger, mandalorians, siths and darksiders and bounty hunters.

- An AU is when he gets de aged or sent back in time but gets chosen as someone else's padawan. Some of my favorite fics are like this.

- Absolutely hated tea and preferred caf at some point idk when.

- Has gone through so much trauma, bandomeer, Melia/Daan, On the run with the duchess of Mandalore, etc.

- Does Not like the New Mandalorians and prefers the true mandalorians instead.

- Time Travel fics get him either teaching himself, joining the mandalorians or freeing Shmi and Anakin before anything else.

- Also he speaks more than 37 languages because of qui-gon getting sidetracked on missions.

- ALso the council loves him and takes care of him sometimes.

qui-gon jinn - An Asshole

he doesn't get his name in capitals cause i hate him.

- an asshole and needs therapy.

- smokes space weed and is that weird uncle at family gatherings

- was SUCH an ASSHOLE to our smol bean obi-wan.

- ABUSED OBI WAN AND MADE HIM SUFFER

- picks up strays and other animals and creatures, resulting in obi-wan taking care of it.

- Repudiated his first padawan, his second fell or "sauntered vaguely downwards" ( Xanatos words not mine) and had Obi-wan who turned out traumatized and an teaholic.

- Yoda loves him, the Council hates him and Obi-wan's friends are the "we hate qui-gon club"

- Took Obi-wan cause of Yoda's meddling

there's nothing left to say about him but he can kriff off but also what the actual kriff was he thinking with Melia/Daan. Like I get your girlfriend is in trouble but still you could have not lied. Asshole

Yan Dooku

- Has high standards and is very dramatic.

- Him and Madame Nu definitely had something going on.

- Was never fully Sith.

- He's "Obi-wan's royal, dramatic grandpa" as Quinlan Vos states.

- Likes his Grandson very much and if he stayed he would absolutely spoil him. I think he does it by sending gifts and such and Obi-wan is so confused.

- Doesn't like his Great Grandson aka "walking disaster and not subtle at all" Anakin Skywalker, cause it reminds him of Qui-gon.

- If he was alive when Ahsoka joined ( idk what year he died aka got decapitated by his great-grandson) the linage, I can see him doing two things a) tries to get ahsoka to join him or b) Gives her advice on how to deal with politicians and teaches her to negotiate.

- Wine Mom or I guess Grandpa? Has a huge wine collection.

- I feel like excluding his lineage that he had a child who married and had a child meaning that in both in the Jedi Order and outside of it, he has grandchildren. Which means there's a descendant of Dooku running around space.

Yoda

*screams* A troll, goblin and menace to society. Put him in a nursing home. please

- Very chaotic and very old grandpa

- treats everyone like his kids cause they are

- taught kids how to speak like him and make no sense at all.

- The jedi council is just really tired of his billshit.

- Meddles in everything including who gets which intaite as a padawan.

- Gossips with other grandmasters.

- Makes swamp tea and stew which to everyone else is disgusting but they eat or drink it anyway to not get whacked.

- Yoda whacks peoples shins and most likely did it to politicians.

- very old.

Next time, the Jedi council and individual headcanons for them. I give up.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hey! I was wondering if you knew any fics where the crew’s actual animals, or spend most of the fic as animals. Something like “I Believe That I can Make You Scream” or “My Wolf”. Preferably either gen or Sterek fics, thanks!

here you go.

I Believe That I Can Make You Scream by astrugglingstoic

(2/2 I 2,652 I Mature)

Many say that wolves and foxes don't get along. There is always an exception to the rule.

The Fox & The Wolf by Dexterous_Sinistrous

(10/10 I 79,151 I Explicit I Sterek)

The war between the fox and wolf clans has raged for centuries, ignited in a time before anyone can remember. Now both clans—tired of the bloodshed and hate—are searching for a way to end the war.

Crowned prince Stiles Stilinski—heir to the fox clan—has agreed with his father to meet with the Hales, the ruling royal family over the wolf clan. Under the counseling of the Druids, both clans are presented with a solution to the war: unite the Stilinski and Hale clans through marriage. To quell their people's anger, both Stiles and Derek—eldest living Hale Alpha—are urged to accept the other as an equal; as their mate.

For the sake of their people, both houses make the ultimate sacrifice by choosing duty over love. But, out of what was first assumed to be compromised, quickly turns to be a better match than either could have hoped for. But not all is easy for either clan, as some members refuse to believe that the war could end so easily.

***

AU, Therapy Dog by kellifer_fic

(1/1 I 779 I General I Sterek)

Alright stop and imagine for a moment Derek Hale becoming a therapy dog (possibly by complete accident) for the children’s cancer ward at the hospital. Going in and cuddling with all the kids and taking their pain away while entertaining them.

Just picture it.

Little pitchers have big ears! by wanderseeing

(1/1 I 1,474 I General I Sterek)

When Scott asked him last night if Stiles could stay at Derek’s house while the rest of the pack went off to find the feral werefox that bit his best friend, Derek took one look at the tiny animal cradled in Scott’s arms and thought: ‘That’s cute.’

And then, because he’s a moron, he also opened his mouth and said: “Okay.”

AKA

I spent too much time watching videos of fennec foxes on youtube and I just had to make write a fic about it. Sterek is there, but only if you tilt you head at a 45-degree angle and squint really hard.

One Step Closer by Anrym

(4/4 I 3,247 I Teen I Sterek)

The wolf was huge. His reddish fur and his big, sharp fangs gave him a very frightening look.

Stiles was paralyzed. He watched as the wolf scented the air, making him growl deeper in his throat.

He could definitely smell another Alpha on Stiles.

I'm Hunting on the Night (We're Playing for the Fights) by PaddyWack

(1/1 I 6,137 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles is the unfortunate wolf that gets into some trouble during his moon cycle. Derek is the hapless hunter that finds him.

Or, the one where Stiles steps in a bear trap and has to be rescued.

Therapy Dog by WolfMadeFromAsh

(2/2 I 15,637 I Not Rated I Sterek)

The Nogitsune may be gone, but the memories of what he's done is still very much here. Stiles is struggling to keep himself from going over the edge, unable to sleep or function properly. Panic attacks are a regular thing and all he's doing is worrying his dad. Opening up and talking could help, probably would help. He know this. But his best friends are still getting over a devastating loss, his dad is stress and exhausted from extra hours at work, and maybe Stiles feels like he deserves to suffer a little.

Except, there's a certain wolf who thinks other wise.

A wolf who, as it turns out, makes an exceptional therapy dog.

Finding Miracles by Survivah

(1/1 I 16,581 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles was planning on just being a fox for his entire life. Then, well, magic, true love, blah blah blah, things got complicated. But as it turns out, he still has a lot to learn about this new world he's living in. Humanity, man. It's weird.

Stiles Stilinski and the Lupine Amulet by tresa_cho

(14/14 I 66,666 I Mature I Sterek)

A howl shredded the eerie calm around them and Stiles jerked. He whirled in place, trying to keep his hands on Scott’s wound while looking for the werewolf. When the creature didn’t reappear, Stiles forced his heart back into his chest. And then he saw a figure crest the ravine.

It wasn’t the werewolf. It was a wolf wolf. Legit, the largest, hugest wolf Stiles had ever seen in his life. Stiles dug his fingers into Scott’s skin as the wolf slipped down the ravine towards them. The bat was next to the fire, well out of reach, and Stiles didn’t have anything to defend himself with. Maybe if he held his breath and didn’t move, it wouldn’t see him-

[shadow0haven]

Rules are as follows: post the barebones plot of your wips and let people send you an ask with the title that intrigues them the most, then post a snippet/tell them something about it! Then, tag as many people as you have wips. I was tagged by both @organchordsandlightning AND @phoebenavarro ! Thanks y'all!

I have a few TMA and one Ace Attorney fanfics in the works! Here are those below:

In A Softer Space - TMA, Post Mag 200, Jon and Martin are Somewhere Else and Jon and Martin have to deal with mental health and therapy. The therapist recommends getting a therapy animal and they adopt a cat from a local shelter. Said cat worms their way into their hearts.

House of Memory - TMA, Post Mag 200, Martin wakes up alone in an unfamiliar place. He has to find his way and find Jon, if he's out there. Jon, on the other hand, wakes up in a tiny body with no memories of himself or his past. He is also in a world of giant... well, giant everything. Jon needs to find out what happened to him and find his memories.

My Head & Heart - TMA, S1, The Archives crew start at The Magnus Archives, and Martin falls head over heals for Jonathan Sims. Because of his crush and unable to express his feelings, Martin finds himself diagnosed with chronic Hanahaki disease. Jon soon finds himself in a similar situation later in the story, trying to come to terms with his feelings.

The Unfortunate Turning of a Page - TMA, S1, Crack treated as serious, Jon has an unfortunate encounter with a Hunt Leitner and starts experiencing some changes to his body. Jon definitely doesn't turn into a catboy due to a Leitner.

There is a dead dove fic I'm working on but I'm not going to mention it here but if people are interested I can talk about it lol TMA torture of Martin and Jon by Elias so SHRUGS

Just a Sip of Whiskey - Ace Attorney, AU, Apollo continues as a lawyer and finds out a prosecutor has disappeared in recent events. A local Rockstar also had. He doesn't pay much attention. On a bad night, he goes out to get drunk and finds himself falling asleep at the bar of a local tavern. His night gets turned upside down by Klavier and he has to strangle his crush on the local bartender before it gets too far.

Aaaaaand here are some original works I'm working on:

The Birdkeeper - Kara is a little fairy girl who gets injured and ends up in the clutches of a human. He ends up to be much kinder than first implied and she ends up falling head over heels for him.

Broken Moon Rising - Verel has been brought up all his life believing Werewolves were vicious, mindless, creatures who do nothing to contribute to the magical world. He learns that the elf culture has been completely wrong about this and finds himself falling in love with a werewolf who he saves the life of.

When The Waves Whisper - Jade has moved from one place to another her whole life. When she finally gets to settle down again and make new friends, she finds out something interesting and magical is waiting for her at her new home: Mermaids are real! And not just real, but HUGE!

So I'm going to try and tag a few people but I'm unsure who to tag xD @bluedaddysgirl @therealandian @magnetarmadda @biwonderland98 and anyone else who wants to do this! (If you don't want to do this even tho I tagged you, feel free to ignore!!) 💜

[myaekingheart]

20 [Fanfic Writer] Questions Game

Thank you so much for tagging me, @lemony-snickers! This is tons of fun, I love answering these kinds of big questionnaires 😂💕 Also putting mine under a cut because there’s a lot of questions and I like to ramble. 

Also gonna go ahead and just tag whoever wants to do this! 😅💕

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

As of August 27, 2021, I have a total of 77 works on my AO3! 

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Funny enough, I was just looking at this, specifically, earlier today and kind of laughing about it. Right now, my total word count across all my works is 1,148,941 😬 

3. How many fandoms have you written for, and what are they?

Apparently 12, but some of them I don’t really consider “big” in my fandom repertoire. Naruto is my greatest fandom with a total of 60 fics so far, followed by The Chronicles of Narnia and Rise of the Guardians. The rest are ones I either did crossover fics with or just did one-off little pieces with--The Incredibles, Tangled, Brave, How to Train Your Dragon, Arthurian Mythology, Disney Princesses, Fairy Tales and Related Fandoms, Back to the Future, and Frozen. 

4. What are your Top Five fics by kudos?

The Scarecrow and The Bell (Naruto) - 470 kudos The Day Kakashi’s Mask Slipped (Naruto) - 139 kudos Sunflowers (Naruto) - 92 kudos Sakumo the House Husband (Naruto) - 81 kudos Someone to Lean On (Naruto) - 67 kudos

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I always try to respond to comments, because I like to acknowledge when people respond to my work. I cherish comments like nobody’s business, especially when they’re kind and reactionary. I just really love seeing/hearing what people think of the way a story is progressing, or what they thought of a one-shot. Comments keep me going especially when it comes to longfic so I want to be able to let readers know that I do in fact see their comments, that I’m acknowledging what they’re saying, and that I appreciate them. Plus, it can be kind of fun to tease upcoming events in a fic through responses to people’s comments, too. Because I’m mean. 

6. What fic have you written with the angstiest ending?

Definitely Hothouse (Rise of the Guardians/The Incredibles; Jack Frost x Violet Parr; American Horror Story AU). This was the first multi-chaptered fic I ever wrote to completion and I honestly cringe when I remember it exists both because it’s so poorly organized (and full of nasty plot holes) and because I just went ham on the gore factor. It definitely has a really bittersweet and heartbreaking ending to it, too. 

7. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

I think I’ll definitely have to say Temptation. The story itself was kind of a ride, and it’s only the first installment in a series, but it follows the plot of The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe but remixed due to the presence of an original character, but the ending is still roughly the same as the original: they defeat the evil, the Pevensies are all crowned kings and queens, happy days. Reading the last few paragraphs of the last chapter honestly still gets me all up in my feelings. 

8. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?

I used to be more of a crossover writer due to one of my main ships being a crossover ship. They weren’t super crazy, though, because they were both CGI-animated films. The craziest crossover I’ve ever written is an in-progress/unfinished multichapter piece, Kakashi, Enchanted, that sees our favorite Copy Ninja get kamui’d into the Disney princess dimension and has to help the likes of Snow White, Cinderella, and Rapunzel on his journey to find a way back to his own world. It’s a super weird premise but definitely one of my more lighthearted works and fun to revisit when I need to decompress. 

9. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I don’t think I’ve ever received hate so much as I’ve received criticism. The closest I ever got to hate on a fic, I think, was someone left an overly personal and mentally disturbed comment on a chapter of my main fic that made me convinced they needed to seek therapy and deal with their own personal issues rather than take it out on a fanfic about animated ninjas. 

10. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Maybe 👀 I’m super vanilla when it comes to smut, though. I think the wildest thing I’ve ever written in smut is breeding kink. 

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of, and I hope I never will. 

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not yet! I had someone ask to translate a one-shot of mine in Russian but I never got a response back when I laid out my terms and conditions. 

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have not! I used to do paragraph-style roleplay which was kind of like cowriting fanfiction but writing is so personal and sacred to me that I don’t know if I could ever actually cowrite a fic with someone. I like brainstorming with other people, but writing for me is more of a deeply personal and independent endeavour. 

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Oh god, this is a tricky question because it depends on fandom. I absolutely love New Dream (Rapunzel x Eugene, Tangled) and have for the past ten years, and my love for them as only grown since watching Tangled: The Series/Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure. I don’t write or even really read a ton of fanfiction for them, though. I’m also still highly dedicated to my favorite crossover crackship, Frostfield (Jack Frost x Violet Parr, Rise of the Guardians/The Incredibles) and to this day, if you search for that ship on AO3, I am the sole provider of every single fic about them so far. I’m not as active with them as I used to be, but they got me through some really rough times back in the day and still mean so much to me. A lot of my favorite ships across fandoms, though, are honestly canon x OC ships of mine because I am a self-indulgent bitch who needs to project. So Peter Pevensie x Eilonwy (The Chronicles of Narnia) and Kakashi Hatake x Rei Natsuki (Naruto) are really important to me and I’ve poured so much of myself specifically into their stories. I think it’s safe to say Kakashi and Rei is my all-time favorite ship across all fandoms, though, just because of how much their story means to me. The Scarecrow and The Bell is my magnum opus, my pride and joy, and I’m sure it will be my biggest fandom footprint of my entire life. I’ve dedicated the past three years to this story and these characters and I intend to continue doing it until it no longer brings me joy (which I hope it always will). There’s just so much I could say about this story and Kakashi and Rei’s relationship but I don’t think we have enough time or space in this post for that 😅 Just know that they mean the world to me and I will always hold them in the highest regard as a beautifully messy, flawed, passionate, soulmate-y ship that I love with all of my heart 🥺

EDIT: I also feel obligated to tack on some of my absolute favorite Naruto ships because I may not have written for all of them (yet) but they still make me unbelievably happy or I find them really compelling and enjoy the idea of exploring them: 

Naruhina is precious happy sunshine and The Last honestly felt like a wonderful Disney princess movie to me, it was so cute and the romance was so on-point, Naruhina just makes me so incredibly happy and I love them with all my heart. 

MinaKushi also gets me all up in my feels and I adore them with every fiber of my being. Their romance also gave me Disney princess movie vibes which I love, their story is just so damn sweet as is their character dynamic and I am still so heartbroken that they never got to be a happy family with Naruto because you know what? It’s what they deserved!

SasuSaku is so compelling to me and I really feel like we were cheated out of seeing their relationship develop and evolve postwar in the same way The Last did for Naruhina. They’re my favorite angst ship and while I don’t think they were written that well in canon, I love the possibility and potential of them together and am excited to explore them more in-depth in my own writing. 

NejiTen is just too cute, I really love the way Neji and Tenten’s personalities compliment each other? I don’t have much else to say about them except that I really love them together and think they have so much untapped potential that I also can’t wait to explore in more depth in my own writing. 

15. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Paper Hearts and Impromptu Bookmarks, probably. I love the premise of this story a lot and I have so many interesting ideas for it but at the same time, it also feels kind of cheap and cringey to me, in a way? It takes all of these ideas I probably would have had if I had been into Naruto when I was a kid and kind of compiles them all into one big story. Kakashi and Aiko’s relationship and story is still really important to me and I want to continue it someday but for right now, I just haven’t had the motivation or desire to write any more of it. I think I’m just so overwhelmingly preoccupied with writing Kakashi and Rei’s story that I can’t imagine writing any other Kakashi x OC fics right now. 

16. What are your writing strengths?

I want to say that I’m really good at capturing complex emotion? I don’t know, I write a lot of angst and mental upheaval in my fics which can be really difficult to try and capture, but I think I do a decent enough job of it? And just writing difficult subjects in general. I think it’s really important to address difficult topics such as mental illness and relationship difficulties and everything but I also want to try and write those topics in a way that is both authentic to the experience while also still tasteful. I don’t want to drive readers away with heavy subject matter but rather present a situation that feels real and authentic while also still being digestible. I may not be doing a very good job of that during the current arc of my fic that I’m working on, but I’m trying haha

EDIT 2: I also want to add onto this to say that I’m really proud of my organizational techniques for writing longfic. It’s not necessarily a strength in terms of the prose itself but it’s something that’s taken me years to really get a grasp on and find a method that works perfectly for me and so far, it’s been extremely helpful and beneficial to me. I don’t know where I would be now as a writer without these essential tools in my pocket. 

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I feel like I do a really bad job of the “show, don’t tell” thing. It can be really hard to balance descriptive prose with straightforward writing that moves things along. I don’t want to dwell on mental dialogue to the point where you lose track of what’s going on, but I also don’t want my stuff to read like “Character A did xyz. Character B said abc. They went to 123″, whatever. Another thing I struggle with is sentence variation. I always fall into the same patterns when I’m writing prose and I get really self-conscious about it because I don’t want to sound repetitive or disrupt the flow of the writing. One of my favorite things about prose is focusing on the cadence of the words, I think it’s one of the most beautiful things about writing in general, but it can just be really difficult to get a good grip on that. I’ve been told in the past that I apparently have a really good grasp/control of the language or whatever but sometimes I just find that really hard to believe when I look at my work with such scrutiny. I think one of my biggest pet peeves with my own writing, too, is feeling like I start all of my sentences the same five different ways. I’ll read other people’s works and they’ll write sentences like “Glass-blue water lapped against the shores of a deserted beach as a lonely woman gazed off into the distance” and I can just never figure out how to realistically write sentences that start like that in the context of my prose and it drives me fucking crazy, like I’m definitely jealous  😅

18. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I’ve never really thought much about it before, but I think there are pros and cons! For bilingual/multilingual readers, I think it can be a really enriching reading experience because they know what’s being said in both languages. For people who only know one language, however, unless a translation is provided, I feel like it can be really alienating. I think the best use of that for both worlds is using it as a means for miscommunication humor. Other than that, I think it can be a slippery slope that depends on what kind of reader you are and how it’s written. 

19. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

The Chronicles of Narnia! My very first fanfiction was a Narnia fanfic that I barely remember except that it laid the basis for Temptation and my Narnia fanfic series as a whole. I never posted this first iteration anyway, but I remember it was 2008/2009 and I wrote a solid 80 pages (which was wild for me at the time) and had gotten halfway through remixing the events of Prince Caspian when my computer crashed and I lost absolutely everything. I’m still heartbroken that it’s gone forever, not because I’d want to go back and read it necessarily (since I’m sure it was actually hot garbage) but at least for nostalgia’s sake. Either way, like I said, this long-lost fic laid the basis for the very first fanfiction I ever posted, the first published (and never finished) iteration of Temptation back in 2011 on deviantART and the since-defunct Figment. I fell out of the fandom around 2012/2013 and left the story alone for a while before ultimately deciding to completely redux and rewrite the story when the fixation swung back around again between 2016 and 2018. 

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Despite the fact that it’s still in-progress, definitely The Scarecrow and The Bell. This fic just genuinely means so damn much to me and I will cherish it for the rest of my life because of how much it’s given me, how much love and passion and time and even parts of myself that I have poured into this, and also just how expansive of a story this is. Not only does it touch on some very dark and heavy topics, but I’ve also created so much of my own characters and meta for this story that it’s almost an entire universe in and of itself. I’ve just contributed so much additional world-building and created so many new OCs to fill important roles in this story and in Rei’s life, and they’ve all become so deeply important to me as they’ve developed further over the years. I’ve come up with so many interesting ideas for everyone and their lives, which are all slowly becoming so rich and varied. Not to mention that it’s my most popular fic to date as well as my longest fic at 632k and counting. I’ve really just genuinely poured so much of my heart and soul into this story, it’s my absolute favorite thing I’ve ever done and I really mean it when I say that I will cherish it for the rest of my life. 

[koteosa]

here’s some modern au headcanons for the arcana ... it’s something I think about a lot

Asra

gamer memeing shitlord . he majored in minecraft you cannot convince me otherwise

plays A Lot of minecraft but also just enjoys any similar sort of game, sdv, animal crossing, etc. He’s really good at video games but he’s just fucking around . he likes to play online games and try his best to make everyone hate him in a really harmless sort of way . he heals the enemy spy . changes his display name and avatar to be exactly the same as someone else . tells people to go into the console and type unbindall

he plays games with his friends and he’s usually the top player so he just spends his time spoiling the shit out of his friends giving them good items carrying them through dungeons etc but not Julian, he tells Julian to dig straight down in minecraft . Julian doesn’t ever know what he’s doing in any video game so Asra trains him wrong on purpose, as a joke

anyway enough about video games (for now)

Asra lives in a van that he painted the exterior of himself, it was both a fun project and a very smug way to annoy people with this awful fucking hippie van strolling into town, eat shit

it’s decorated with crystals, furs, fairy lights, mason jars full of food For The Aesthetic, books, etc. It’s very cozy, cottagecore / bohemian and it’s ridiculously obvious that he’s into witchcraft. he just lets Faust explore because this isn’t real and I can pretend that a snake is exactly as well behaved as in a fantasy story

basically homeless by choice

drugs tw but I see him as the type to want to try anything and everything at least once so if he’s ever been offered A Drug (and he crashes parties for fun and for free food, so he’s got opportunities) he’ll try it Just To See, and this has resulted in some bad trips before, but Muriel saw him in the middle of one and then after he sobered up Muriel put his foot down and made Asra agree to only do these things as responsibly as possible, like, with supervision from a friend

still drugs tw but I also see Asra as a stoner but in the cbd edibles sort of way, a lot of this is because I headcanon Asra as having ADD (because I do and I want to project a little bit) so it helps him focus but also he just Likes It. the glove box of his car has like, chocolate/lollipop edibles stuff like that

goes between like super healthy elaborate meals with mushrooms and veggies and fresh meat and shit and then just eating nothing but cheez-its all day

style wise I see him as the type to wear a lot of tank tops, like, the loosest of tank tops so it hangs super low and long and you get some nice cleavage out of it, crystal necklaces, gold jewelry, pride pins/jewelry/etc (trans/nonbinary/bisexual flags), oversized hoodies with loud colorful patterns, joggers and other loose comfy pants, and either boots or slippers

he’s got like... the at home look that’s basically what I just described, and then the away from home look that’s got thirty layers and none of it makes sense and he just shows up in orange crocs With Patterned Socks and everyone who sees him just lets out the heaviest sigh

Asra getting home be like (takes off a layer of clothes) (takes off a layer of clothes) (takes off a layer of clothes) (takes off a layer of clothes) (takes off a l

He likes to go on long road trips completely at random and saves up money to go on more extensive trips like, out of the continent. It can be really hard to place him at any given time, especially because he’s extremely slow to respond to texts for a whole multitude of reasons. He just fucking vanishes sometimes and he doesn’t get that maybe people want to know where he is. He’s too solitary

He makes money either via street performances (magic, tarot readings, etc) or selling shit on etsy like handmade tarot decks, crystal necklaces, magic charms, etc. He Has Never Worked A Day In His Life and He Will Not Start Now

Responsibility? Don’t know her

People ask him really obnoxious questions sometimes and he makes outlandish lies to tell them for fun . Why do you live in a van? A house killed my parents

In the fall/winter he lives with Muriel or more to the point, he crashes on his couch for a really long time and Muriel’s landlord doesn’t need to know about it for rent purposes

Julian

he’s a highly paid doctor and your mother would love it if you’d marry him if not for the fact that he looks like he never left his teenage emo phase

PIERCINGS

There’s DEFINITELY at least one piercing on his d

he lives with Portia and Mazelinka and tries to handle all their expenses but Mazelinka won’t fucking let him

soundproofed his room but not because he’s a youtuber or anything but because he uh. y’know what I’m gonna let y’all figure this one out on your own

goes to like............. lgbt friendly bdsm clubs every now and then looking for someone to step on him and call him garbage it’s for his mental health you don’t understand

black turtlenecks . silver jewelry . distinguished but Edgy as well, black boots, winklepickers, doc martens, ohmygod this is my SHIT I’m giving him red plaid pants and a reversed cross necklace and a leather jacket that says some radical shit on the back and Lots of Rings . black jeans with tears in the knees and black eyeshadow, demonia boots, leather gloves, hhhhhhOHmy GOD

catch him at home in black leggings and a my chemical romance tshirt with holes in it . he wakes up in the morning with yesterday’s makeup and he just cleans it up a little and that’s good enough

fairly small bedroom because he’s usually never at home, but it’s still pretty clear what he’s into even if it’s not super decorated or elaborate, kind of just Default Room but with his stuff arranged throughout . band posters, black furniture, a bed that looks like a depressed vampire sleeps in it, a bookshelf but most of the books are scattered around his desk, bed, and the floor. there’s a taxidermy skull on display somewhere because it’s just so dramatic you gotta love it

plays a black electric violin

extremely out of tune with pop culture he still listens to 70-00s music and he doesn’t know what a minecraft is or why Asra keeps yelling CREEPER when he comes into the room nor why Portia yells back AW MAN

I googled it and he qualifies as a millennial but I still see him as such a fucking old man who doesn’t know how to use electronics

despite being a doctor he’s so unhealthy . he eats nothing but depression meals (or just, nothing) unless someone forces him to sit down and eat an actual meal . No Julian whiskey does not count for your daily water intake

Malak probably happened because Julian wouldn’t stop feeding every black bird he saw just for the aesthetic and that was like 17 years ago but they still show up at his window expecting almonds or whatever the fuck . he changes houses but they’re too smart . you try to be a cool gothic thespian with a raven that will pose on your arm ONE time when you’re a teenager and they just never stop coming

sad lonely no friends hasn’t been laid in six years because he’s too busy and no longer remembers how to form meaningful relationships. Portia keeps being like so I met this really hot (insert gender here) and like idk I think they’re into goth dudes............... just saying...................... and he’s like am I really so pathetic that I’m going to let my baby sister set up blind dates for me? Yes

would drive something very goth like a hearse or some shit if not for the fact that his family would make sure he ends up in a coffin in the back of it if he drove up in that shit . please . buy a normal fucking car . Julian . oh my god

he starts quoting melodramatic poetry at the slightest inconvenience . he is that “All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread. My cat stole my fucking garlic bread” meme

been arrested multiple times for general rowdiness but also for political activism . at this point Portia/Mazelinka will just sigh and pay his bail and they don’t even ask what he did this time . how does he still have a job? I wish I knew

theater kid

Muriel

lives in a rundown apartment in the shitty part of town because it’s all he can afford, it’s quiet, and no one will try to visit him (except Asra) because no one wants to go to THAT part of town . but no harm will likely ever befall him because he’s 6′10 and like three million pounds of raw muscle with battle scars like you gonna fuck with that? really?

even if he got robbed it wouldn’t matter because A) he doesn’t own anything B) Inanna will chase the thief away

depression man staying in his quiet rundown dark apartment distracting himself with idle hobbies and taking care of his dog to prevent the encroaching ennui from tearing him a new asshole

changes jobs frequently both because he never stands out therefore never gets taken on full time after the part time trial period, AND to protect himself from the horror of being known

works mostly things like construction, auto repair, dog sitting/walking/etc, woodworking, mostly hard labor but if he can convince granny to let a very scary but completely harmless man look after her bichon frise for the weekend then he’s pretty happy about that

in a similar manner, he orders everything online so cashiers/etc won’t start to recognize him. delivery workers leave everything outside his door and he just drags it inside after they leave like an itazura kitty coin bank

goes camping a lot because staying cooped up in his apartment is super bad for his mental health and he doesn’t like to take walks through the city for a multitude of reasons. he takes Inanna on walks through the woods instead

Asra is his only friend and that’s fine (it’s not fine)

convinced therapy doesn’t work and he wants nothing to do with it

doesn’t like using electronics and only keeps a few things around his house so Asra can use them when he’s around . Muriel has a phone (that Asra got for him) so he can text Asra, check the time, check the weather, google questions, and like, nothing else

pretty much only happy when something is about dogs. he wants to go to the pet store and look at the dogs but he needs Asra to go with him so Asra can distract the workers and Muriel can look at the puppies in peace

dresses in blacks, grays, greens, and browns for the most part, jacket with the hood up, tank tops, dark jeans with tears in them, brown boots with mud stains on them . functional, not particularly stylish, and if he’s going to be in public he doesn’t want to make it easy for anyone to see his face. at home it’s mostly no shirt + sweatpants/joggers/etc. doesn’t accessorize or put in any real effort. he doesn’t care what he looks like (because he’s convinced he’s not much to look at anyway)

lives that super eco friendly life like Asra does but it’s more that he just feels comfortable living like he’s always on a camping trip

he doesn’t want to eat junk like Asra does but if Asra shows up with mcdonalds then well he can’t really say no

the type who uses something until he absolutely cannot use it anymore instead of just buying a new one

has never been to a doctor, dentist, etc Ever. the most he can do is take Inanna to the vet because he loves her so much

drives a very old pickup truck with like, chipped paint and mud stains. he’d take better care of it if only anything in life mattered

didn’t go to school

Portia

I like to think that she took on a groundskeeping job at Nadia’s very expensive large house and they fell in love and now Nadia pays for everything and Portia just spends her time gardening, playing with Pepi, and like idk running a vlogging/gaming youtube channel

200 videos of Pepi on her youtube channel with 4 million views each bare minimum . takes random videos of cats where she has to audio edit it to shit so you can’t hear her high pitched squeals of delight

minecraft let’s play part 30 where her, Asra, Nadia, and Julian play together and it’s extremely chaotic because Asra and Portia decide to gang up on Julian who does NOT know what he’s doing, and then Nadia surprises them all by not being the bigger person and instead tricking Julian into some elaborate trap where he steps on a trapdoor and falls 15 blocks into some lava and he looks up and all he sees is Nadia’s smug fucking avatar looking down at him

nightcore. it’s just not FAST enough

wears sweaters with cats on them. generally dresses in warm colors + brown/green, it’s like a very soft cozy look that you could go camping in or just generally be outside and get grass stains and whatnot. cute, functional

likes to make Julian do things for her like drive her places etc because like, he will. he always will

really likes social gatherings with her friends; sleepovers, beach trips, sitting at mcdonalds and pouring all their fries into a pile etc. tries to get Julian to go with her but he’s Just So BUSY. she makes fun of him and makes him drive her to it, then manages to convince him to stay

cottagecore aesthetic . she just thinks it’s so cute to have the little mason jars and decorate everything with leaves and flowers and BEES and whatnot . would love to live in a little cottage with a farm if she could

her room has a big cat tree in it . green wallpaper with yellow flowers. pressed flowers into books, an extremely cozy bed, fairy lights, it’s very farmy but also there’s a lot of electronics. she’s got a lot of 00s games, like, right in that ps2 sweet spot

nicknames all of her pokemon

she spoils the ever loving shit out of Pepi. She’s got a little cat harness and they go on walks through the park together

I don’t have a lot to say about the other two I Am Sorry

[in-tua-deep]

I haven't interacted before but I love all your aus and your writing! Reading them a while back got me back into the umbrella academy. I just read your ben saves the day au and everything about it is amazing and also makes me very sad. Do you think Klaus was there or ever manifests himself with his powers or something? It's wonderful where it ends but the whole family together would make it so much happier...

!!!!! thank you!! and thank you even more for asking me about the ben saves the day au bc I actually did have a vague idea on how to get Klaus back in the au and even though your idea with him managing to manifest himself with his own powers is probably way more valid my brain produced a slightly. stranger option lmao

(ben saves the day au can be found right here)

So it’s after everyone has gone home. Ben is left in his apartment with his two cats and also Five who, Ben is discovering, is super super messed up about everything. 

(every day Ben thanks god that Five is living with him and not in the manor where there are about six hundred different triggers floating around)

Ben tells his coworkers that, with his father’s death (which they know about bc of his time off work) he gained custody of his 'nephew’ who Ben would have stolen years ago if he’d even thought that he was in the house (truth) and that Five has multiple issues

his coworkers are very supportive

Ben calls in a few favors and manages to get Five’s existence legalized by claiming that Five is his own son who Reginald managed to get his hands on after the death of the original Five. 

(“I would have been sixteen, Ben.”

“People have had kids younger, and you were a teenage runaway. People would absolutely believe you made bad life choices.”

“Ben!”)

And Ben has friends, okay. His coworkers are all super supportive and swing around with extra food and hand me down clothes from their own teenage kids and other supplies that Ben might need as the sudden guardian of a teenage boy. 

And Five doesn’t even have to do anything to sell the lie, because he’s wary of all of them, flinches at loud noises, and they all see him pocketing extra food when he thinks no one is looking. Five tends to retreat to the bedroom (it’s a one bedroom apartment - him and Ben are sharing right now) when people come over and since Ben has politely asked Five to Not use his powers around his friends until he tells them he’s the Horror on his own terms, Five can’t even sneak to the kitchen or anything

They worry about Ben’s financial situation, taking on a kid on such short notice, but Ben assures them that he’s fine and that he can just use his father’s inheritance money.

(Reginald was a billionaire. They are all legally his children. None of they are actually going to be wanting for money for a good long while.)

So everything is settling down and smoothing out. Ben has custody of Five. Allison is in negotiations with Patrick and is being allowed supervised visits with her daughter. Luther and Vanya are both in therapy. Diego is grudgingly using Reginald’s money to buy a new place that isn’t a boiler room that’s big enough for both him and Grace (and of course to get her charging station to a portable state) and last Ben heard he was looking at somewhere pretty close to where Ben and Five live, which is a nice thought. Ben’s trying to convince Luther to move out of the manor as well and get his own place, and he’s at least thinking about it so - progress.

That’s around the time when Ben goes to sleep and has a really wild dream.

The dream is desaturated, and there’s a little girl on a bicycle. She looks very aggrieved. 

“Are you Ben?” She demands to know.

“Uh,” Ben says very intelligently, because he was not expecting to be interrogated by a little girl in his dream. This is probably Five’s fault because the little gremlin convinced Ben that ice cream for dinner was necessary. Are ice cream dreams a thing? “Yes.”

The girl tosses her hands up in sarcastic triumph, “Wonderful! Then he can be your problem! I have held on for as long as humanly possible, but I’m done. He’s constantly badgering me and I can’t handle it. You idiots already mucked around in the time stream, this shouldn’t cause reality to collapse. Probably.”

“What?” Ben asks blankly, because reality collapsing sounds a little bit concerning. 

“You’ll see.” The little girl promises darkly, waving her hand.

And then Ben wakes up, and he wakes up wheezing because what the fuck, was Five jumping on his stomach like an actual five-year-old right now? He opens his eyes, and meets startled green ones and a mop of curly hair that definitely does not belong to Five. 

“Ben!?” The boy who is definitely Klaus who is dead yelps loudly, startling back and waking up Five who startles bad enough to roll completely off the bed and scramble to his feet.

Klaus looks exactly the way he did when he died. Sixteen years old with a wild mop of hair that Reginald had been threatening to cut for weeks. 

(He looks like Nathan Young in Misfits, y’all. That’s it.)

“Klaus!?” Five yells, making Klaus swing around to stare at Five with equally wide eyes. 

“You can see me?” Klaus asks, incredulously, patting himself down. He’s in the umbrella academy uniform and Ben allows himself a moment to close his eyes and swallow his grief because he is apparently the responsible adult in this situation. 

“Klaus,” Ben says gently, and both boys attention go to him, “Does God happen to look like a little girl on a bike, by any chance?”

“Uh,” Klaus manages, which Ben takes as confirmation.

He pinches the bridge of his nose to hold back the headache (and the tears because Klaus is here and he’s not dead anymore except he was dead and Ben doesn’t have the emotional capacity to deal with this at ass o’ clock in the morning). He pulls off the covers and swings himself out of bed, quickly crossing the room to open some drawers. 

Klaus and Five both watch him warily, but it’s unfounded. All Ben does is grab an old t-shirt and some sweatpants and toss them at Klaus. 

(Klaus doesn’t even lift his hands to catch them, just looks alarmed when they hit him in the face. Ben does not apologize, because he might laugh and if he laughs he will cry)

“It is,” Ben glances at the alarm clock, “Three twenty six in the morning. I am going to call off work today so we can deal with... whatever this is. But that’s not happening at three in the morning. Klaus, get changed, you aren’t sleeping in that. The bed might be a squeeze but at this point I don’t care.”

Klaus is wide-eyed and Ben’s heart aches but he gives a quick shaky nod and just starts peeling off his uniform there and then. Ben crawls back into bed, scooching over so he’s in the middle and impatiently gesturing at Five, who still has his back to the wall like a cornered animal. 

Without taking his eyes off of Klaus, Five slowly creeps back over to the bed. Usually Ben gives Five his space on the bed, but that’s not going to work tonight with three of them so when Five crawls in Ben wraps an arm around his still tiniest brother and presses a kiss against that dark mop of hair. 

Five’s face pulls into a scowl but he doesn’t protest the actions, allowing himself to curl into Ben’s warmth. 

Klaus hovers at the edge of the bed once changed, looking uncertain. Ben’s sweatpants are a bit short on him - even at sixteen Klaus is lanky, but serviceable. 

“Come on then,” Ben says, reaching out a hand because he has two arms. Klaus doesn’t need more of an invitation, rocketing into the bed and crashing against Ben’s side, making the bed sway and Five yelp a protest. 

Klaus’s skin is ice cold (Ben had forgotten his brother’s unfortunate circulation issues) but Ben doesn’t shove him away. Just tucks his arm around Klaus’s bony shoulders and reels him in closer, because his bed really isn’t that big and he doesn’t want either of his brothers to fall out. 

Klaus sniffles wetly, and Ben leans over to press a kiss into Klaus’s curly mop of hair. Five makes a small sound of protest - his need to be an attention hog temporarily overruling his dislike of being treated like a child. 

“Go to sleep,” Ben tells both of his boys sleepily, “We’ll figure things out in the morning.”

He gets some vague confirmation noises from both sides (though Klaus still sniffles) and Ben really is tired because he barely closes his eyes before falling back into the void of sleep.

His last thought before he falls is - Please, god, let this not be a dream.

He wakes up in the morning feeling heavy. This is because Klaus has rolled in the night to be pretty much bodily on top of Ben, his curly hair tickling at Ben’s nose and his elbow kind of digging into his stomach. Five is on his other side, plastered against him. Their legs are all tangled enough that Ben can’t actually tell which foot belongs to him, Five, or Klaus. 

A quick check of the time reveals that he still had a few minutes before his alarm goes off. 

On one hand, Ben never wants to leave this bed. He’s a little bit afraid that moving will make the magic vanish, and Klaus will disappear again, but he also really needs to call work and tell them he can’t come in today. So reluctantly, he shifts to free his hands from the pile and in doing so manages to wake both boys.

It’s a sleepy slow waking up, Five grumbling in a way that Ben will never tell him is adorable and Klaus giving a while as his limbs straighten in a big stretch. They both open their eyes, see each other and Ben, and blink in alarm.

Ben does not want a repeat of the early morning and just shrugs them both off of him, “Good morning.” He greets them as he peels himself out of bed with a yawn. “Give me a minute to call work. Five, show Klaus where the bathroom is - ”

“I know where it is.” Klaus cuts Ben off, and then proceeds to look surprised when Ben actually pauses at the interruption. 

“What is going on.” Five doesn’t even asks, because he seems to have accepted that this is their lives, their cosmic punishment for having superpowers or something. He just looks between Klaus and Ben like one of the will make the world make sense again.

Ben sympathizes. He can feel a full blown freak out building up in his chest - he just needs to call work and then call the rest of the family to come over as well before he can have it. 

“Hold that thought.” Ben says, holding up a finger as he scoops his phone up and walks to the kitchen to make his call.

And he sends the bat signal to the family is a succinct “hey guys please come to the apartment asap klaus showed up in my room last night, five can confirm” which absolutely sets that cat among chickens as the group chat BLOWS UP but ben can’t bring himself to read everything so he just. starts making breakfast.

five and klaus emerge from the bedroom and five has his hand clamped around Klaus’s elbow and Klaus is sort of boggling at the connection and isn’t protesting and five’s face looks tight and ben can see that freak out waiting to happen as well

and that’s how klaus ends up back with the family. God kicks him out because she doesn’t like him, Ben gets the shock of his life, Five is very concerned, and the whole family ends up freaking out

Ben ends up getting a bigger bed because Klaus ends up staying with him and Five

Ben ends up finally coming clean to all his friends about being the horror and that Five is not his nephew but is actually his time travelling brother and also his brother who had powers to do with the dead has come back from the dead

(and yes, these brothers are also the very same brothers he named his cats after - at least Seya and Brat take Klaus’s presence like champs. it’s almost like they’re used to him being around already...)

ben should really consider getting a bigger apartment considering there are now three of the living in there but honestly?? Five doesn’t sleep well alone (which they figured out when Ben tried to take the couch in the early days) and Klaus is an absolute octopus who is constantly marveling at being able to have human contact and Ben really doesn’t have the heart to kick them out of his room so.

(they’re both so touch starved, and they both break Ben’s heart)

but also the bigger apartment consideration might be necessary because every single sibling seems to trot through Ben’s apartment with great frequency. it’s a thing. they all want to spend time with Five and Klaus.

(there’s a heartbreaking moment where Five thinks that because Ben had Klaus back he’s going to kick Five out which they both hug it out over)

they all have to figure it out together and it’s a big mess but at the end of the day

what’s family for?

[absentlyabbie]

family and (mis)fortune

or, tommy merlyn accidentally part-time joins the batfam

hello, please enjoy and have mercy, pretty much all of my batfam knowledge is informed either by batman: the animated series or tumblr posts. be gentle with me, i know so little about jason todd, i’m doing my best

this meta developed over whatsaspp in messages to @andyouweremine, @acheaptrickandacheesyoneline, and @storiesofimagination

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Just a fun little notion to mull over: Malcolm Merlyn dies/disappears (hallelujah) in the two years after his wife’s death and leaving his child behind. Accident and happenstance bring Tommy Merlyn, orphan, to the attention of Bruce Wayne. And thus Tommy becomes a part time foster sibling to the batfam

(lol the above was supposed to be it, the end, literally the entire whole thing, but then all the rest happened)

Like. Say Bruce (probably he knew Rebecca?) takes over custody of Tommy. For the sake of the boy and his clear attachment to the Queens, especially Oliver, Bruce has Tommy enrolled as a boarding student at Starling Academy. So the boys still get to spend the school year together, and sometimes in the summer or over holidays Oliver visits in Gotham

And Tommy is pretty much just a part time addition to the Bruce Wayne orphans-who-eerily-resemble-me collection, so it’s several years before he catches on even a little to what Bruce and older foster brother Dick get up to after dark

But eventually he DOES find out. And maybe he doesn’t suit up too, but Bruce can’t have one of his kids knowing about Batman and not prepared to protect himself so he gets a lot of the same training

(Meanwhile Tommy grows up with siblings and a father figure(s)—heyyy Alfred—who show him care and don’t abuse him. And maybe even therapy. But also he gets to maintain his closeness to Oliver and even Thea because he still spends most of the year in Starling)

As a better adjusted dude all around Tommy is probably a moderately better influence on Oliver. Like he can’t change everything but maybe things are mitigated. Then the gambit still goes down (probably Malcolm didn’t actually die after all? He just went deep into the league or whatever and continued to influence things in Starling towards the Undertaking from the shadows?)

In the wake of that Tommy moves to Starling full time and insists to everyone including Bruce that Oliver is still alive etc etc. he doesn’t give up hope (although also maybe he doesn’t get involved with Laurel? Maybe.) and then Oliver actually comes back

More or less most of canon stuff goes on except now you have a Tommy who eats breakfast casually with Batman and multiple Robins and has training and has been inside the Batcave and knows what it looks like when someone he loves is not doing a great job of a) hiding how deeply traumatized they are and b) concealing their vigilante side gig

(@acheaptrickandacheesyoneline contributed: "Oliver, you need to get better excuses"

"Excuses for what?"

"Like that. Right there"

To which i responded: “Look I know the reckless playboy thing seems like an awesome cover story at first but trust me, if you don’t balance it right it just makes everything more work than it’s worth”)

Bruce calling Tommy ostensibly just to check in with his foster son but non-covertly actually sniffing around about this murderous new vigilante in Starling

Tommy very awkwardly and transparently lying that he has no idea who it could possibly be

Tommy tries to crack bad jokes about how he just seems to attract cape and cowl types to wherever he lives and Bruce heaving the longest sigh on record because Tommy and Dick really are way too similar for Bruce’s mental health

Also in this headcanon Bruce was definitely like early 20s when he took in Dick so he was like maaayyybe 27 when he took in Tommy. Putting him younger than 40 or just over at time of Oliver’s return. So Bruce is like barely older than Diggle

Okay my math wasn’t great. So if Dick is a few years older than Tommy and Oliver and Bruce adopted him at like 22, let’s say Bruce is 24 when Rebecca dies and Tommy is 8... 26 when he takes custody of Tommy... which means he’s actually like 43 at time of Oliver coming back from the dead (subject to change, i’m bad at math!)

The way I picture it is that Bruce knew Rebecca (maybe their families knew each other??) and went to her funeral, where he observed the lost looking, clearly devastated eight year old that widower Malcolm was too busy brooding furiously to attend to. Bruce never liked Malcolm. They’d met a few times over the years and he always thought Rebecca could have done better. Malcolm always stuck Bruce as oily and shark eyed. Something cold and hungry under the surface of his charming facade. But Rebecca seemed happy with him so it wasn’t his business

That boy though. The image of that grieving boy, his whole world snatched away and not even a kindly butler to hold his hand at the graveside, that stays with Bruce, nags at him. He checks up on the remaining Merlyns from a distance after returning to Gotham. He’s unsettled and unhappy when he learns Malcolm has run off, leaving his young son behind with some hired help and power of attorney vested in his friend Robert Queen. He follows the situation for two years. When Malcolm returns he’s hopeful Tommy’s life will go better than Bruce’s did, but Malcolm only leaves again all too soon. And then he disappears. His plane goes down or something (who even cares as long as Malcolm is gone-zo, pfft bye bitch). And Tommy is truly alone, an orphan in name as well as circumstance now

Bruce knows there’s no other family to claim Tommy. He knows the boy is staying with the Queens at the moment, that Robert has guardianship, but it’s also apparent they’re in no rush to formalize the situation to anything more permanent. Bruce decides to go to Starling himself and see what will become of Tommy

It’s immediately obvious the Queens are a mess. Infidelity and fighting and periodic separation between Moira and Robert. Moira is just recently pregnant. And she seems anxious and uneasy about Tommy. Even as she does seem to care about him, she also seems determined to keep him at arm’s length. However it’s just as obvious that despite all this, Tommy and the Queen boy might as well be brothers for as close as they are

It’s clearly not an ideal situation. Bruce being Bruce decides he’s just gonna fix things. But when Moira catches wind of it she goes oddly protective and it leads to a face off between the two of them. Moira hits Bruce about being too young, unmarried, having no prior relationship with Tommy, living so far from everything Tommy knows. 

Bruce hits back with brutal truths, the killing blow that Moira clearly has no intention of making Tommy part of her own family. Robert may have slightly more ground to stand on, but ultimately they all know that if the Queen marriage falls apart, it’s not Robert who would take custody of Tommy in the aftermath of another family disintegration

And so with the cooperation of Moira and Robert and a lot of money, Bruce becomes Tommy’s legal guardian and works out with the Queens an arrangement that has Tommy in boarding at the same school Oliver attends and charges Moira and Robert to act in loco parentis for daily or immediate matters. Moira will eventually unclench and let Tommy connect easily with Oliver and even Thea, because with Malcolm gone she doesn’t have that fear about her baby girl and her secret half brother putting her family at risk

And then @storiesofimagination was sad that there would be less Thea/Tommy sibling shenanigans in this AU, to which I said:

Oh but there will still be plenty of that! Because Tommy spends most of his school years largely in Starling and a lottttt of time at the Queen home. And Moira isn’t as uneasy about Tommy adoring Thea and vice versa because with Malcolm gone/presumed dead she’s less worried about her indiscretion being exposed

So @andyouweremine asked if Dick and Oliver get along

Dick is a few years older than Tommy and Oliver so he probably didn’t spend loads of time with them during Oliver’s visits? Not none though. Tommy thinks Dick is absurdly cool so Oliver might have been a little bit jealous but also thinks Dick is cool. Dick almost definitely thrives on the fact that living human beings think he is cool

But yeah. Dick. Dick is probably weird about Tommy at first. Is this a threat? A rival? Nope it’s a shy goofy kid who thinks Dick is way funnier than Bruce does and looks up to him and he’s only around for holidays and summers so he’s the best part time little brother ever

They get on like a house on fire probably. So many bad jokes. So many. Bruce probably hides from the puns down in the Batcave even when there’s no mission because Dick can either hang out with Tommy or annoy Bruce in the super secret crime fighting lair but not both

Tommy loves the hell out of Alfred. He’s like Raisa, only Tommy gets to keep him

Alfred is just pleased to have a charge he doesn’t have to semi regularly do sutures for

If we’re going full batfam, Tommy and Jason probably can’t stand each other most of the time, but it’s mostly because Jason is extremely prickly and acts out wildly (younger days, obv)

Years later when Tim arrives on the scene, Tommy delights in being the older brother at last. They don’t have tons in common but they get along well enough

AND THEN, because @andyouweremine campaigned to ship Tommy/Dick because both Tommy Merlyn and Dick Grayson are as bi as they come:

Tommy would absolutely have the world’s most awkward crush on Dick at least in his teens. He so would though. Dick would probably be his bisexual awakening. Oliver would get sick of hearing about it. Tommy just looks up one day at like 14-15 while Dick is tooling around the house doing dumb acrobatic impressive-feats-of-athletic-dumbassery and there’s all those taut muscles and a flash of rock hard abs and suddenly Tommy needs to go to his bunk excuse himself to his bedroom to freak out privately that apparently he also likes boys now and ugh WHY THIS ONE

(later in life he’ll somewhat bitterly lament that his type seems to be “taboo.” probably he mentions this to Jason when they are both adults and sharing a beer and doing some extremely rare bonding, and Jason shoots him one hell of a side eye like “Please tell me you’re not into underage girls because I will kill you and I won’t feel bad.”

And Tommy barks a mortified laugh and says “No. Jesus Christ, no, I mean people—adult people!—that I should stay away from, because I should know better or they’d never be into me or, uh,” sweating nervously, hoping his face isn’t telegraphing DICK GRAYSON  or OLIVER QUEEN to someone trained by the actual Batman, “other reasons.”)

And you know, Tommy probably doesn’t find out about his foster dad and foster brother being Batman and Robin until he’s like 16-17. So right before Dick stops being Robin/Jason arrives on scene

Not telling Oliver about kills him

And he’s probably torn between reactions. Excited/in awe that his found family are actual superheroes. A little self conscious and insecure that his found family are superheroes but he’s just... him. Stressed that Bruce and Dick are regularly putting themselves in danger. A little off balance and hurt because Bruce Dick and Alfred have all been keeping this secret from him for years

Eventually he knows why they didn’t tell him. Because it’s so hard not to tell Oliver. He doesn’t actually want to brag to the world and he’s not dumb enough to just accidentally give it away, but not telling Oliver is excruciating, and Oliver can probably tell there’s something Tommy is hiding from him all of a sudden. 

It probably puts a new and awful strain on their relationship, but Tommy finally puts the words together to beg Oliver to understand that he has to keep someone else’s secret. That it’s important and not his to tell and that that’s the only reason he wouldn’t tell Oliver something. Things are still stiff for a little while but Oliver accepts it eventually. Especially after Tommy likens it to how just because Tommy has told Oliver he’s bi it wouldn’t be okay for Oliver to tell somebody else Tommy was bi without Tommy’s permission

And so, after Tommy finds out that he’s part of the actual batfam, Bruce makes him train. Not to take up a mask but to be prepared to protect himself if what he now knows were ever to endanger him

Tommy actually doesn’t want to take up a mask. He’s never been a big “family business” guy, even if he did intern at Wayne enterprises last summer

The strain of keeping Bruce’s secret from Oliver was bad enough. Tommy can’t imagine keeping it secret from Oliver if that same secret was his own

(After all, Tommy may have interned at Wayne enterprises but so did Oliver. He stayed with the Waynes the whole summer and Bruce was never more stressed out in his life over things not directly related to costumed villainy)

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[alleiradayne]

New Year (A Review)

I wrote a lot last year. More than I’ve ever written in any one year before. So on this New Year’s Day, I’m going to take a look back on 2019. For science.

To preface, in 2018 I transitioned from BioWare fanfiction to Supernatural fanfiction after finishing a massive 150k Dragon Age Modern AU fic. Prior to that though, in the summer of 2017, I started outlining The End. Over the last two years, I’ve been outlining and writing that book. It’s going to be a Death-of-the-Author/Fix-It fic. I’m definitely looking forward to getting back to that in 2020.

And by getting back to that, I mean actually writing it again.I put in minimal time on that piece at the end of 2018 and throughout 2019 for a number of reasons. I had a baby in November of 2018. Then I signed up for what felt like a thousand SPN Bingos, of which I only finished two. I also offered up two lots in the 2019 Fic-Facer$ Auction. And then I still had to write my Fic-Facer$ lot from 2018. I didn’t get nearly as much done as I would have liked but here’s a summary.

SPN Kink Bingo 2019 - All twenty-five squares filled, so many of which pushed me from my comfort zone, discovered new ships (hello, Ruby/Abbadon!), and tried my hand at different styles of writing. Some favorites:

Killer Queen - Where I discovered my love for Ruby/Abbadon, and was incredibly proud of my healthy (albeit graphic) depiction of a BDSM relationship.

Holy Smoke - Oh Saileen. My favorite canon-character ship.

Unconventional - This is one of my favorites from last year. I had a blast writing this J2 x Reader RPF series.

Dazed and Confused - When I offered up my free space for Kink Bingo to my followers for a request, I received the ask for a submissive Dean/Reader fic. And I went completely perfectly overboard.

Poison - Of course I can’t leave out my OC, Elizabeth Andersson, and some dominant Dean.

Cover You In Oil - Follow up to Poison

Rocket Queen - Okay, I’ll admit, I’m a slut for the F/M/M threesome. Sabriel is also a guilty pleasure ship for me. Tossing in my OC Natalie Murphy, my imagination ran wild.

SPN Fluff Bingo 2019 - Again, I filled all twenty-five squares, and had an absolute blast writing these. It was a really nice break after writing a metric shit ton of smut. More faves:

There’s Something Strange - This is easily my favorite thing I wrote all year. I struggled with the idea of an Author AU for weeks. Sam was the author for a while. Then Dean. Then Castiel. Then I finally came to the conclusion that the reader should be the author. Because meta. There are all sorts of pop culture references in this story, from Ghostbusters to Harry Potter to Dungeons and Dragons to Betrayal at the House On the Hill to Mansions of Madness. I hold this piece so close to my heart and loved how it turned out.

Anyway, Here’s Wonderwall - Greek God AU? How the hell do you do that? Easy. Sam is the god of the underworld and his eternal love visits him to ensure the change of seasons in the mortal realm.

Photograph - Superhero AU. Ugh. AUs are a damn struggle for me! But I am so happy with how this one turned out.

Have a Drink On Me - Business AU. This is almost canon-divergent. What if they’d never got into hunting? Sam and Dean start a bar. Platonic Fluff is always welcome here.

Secret Agent Man - Spy AU. I bent the rules a bit and went more with a hitman John Wick style world for Sam and Natalie.

Dead or Alive - Biker AU. I know I say I struggle with AUs but all of my favorite fluff pieces were AUs! And this one was especially fun!

About half way through the year I realized I wasn’t going to finish all the bingos I signed up for earlier in the year. So here’s what I got done for the others:

SPN Heaven and Hell Bingo 2019 - A truly challenging bingo, I struggled with so many of these squares. But, of the ones I finished in 2019, here’s my faves:

Yesterday’s Son - Apocalypse. I wrote this the day the guys announced the show was going to end with Season 15.

Hallowed Be Thy Name - Escaping Hell. A fun time-lapse piece on Dean’s time in Hell and his escape.

SPN Broment Bingo 2019 - Brotherly moments. I always need more of those.

Let It Be - Father’s Day. Tough topic, especially right after losing their mom again.

Here In My Car - They’ve always known Baby would be there for them.

That’s it for bingos. I flaked out on a couple others at the end of the year. Just didn’t have the time because, on top of those, I wrote three commissions for Fic-Facer$.

Rx: Physical Therapy - For the 2018 auction, I began posting this in January of 2019. The winning bidder requested a doctor AU Destiel fic. In this story, Castiel Novak is a surgeon and Dean Winchester is a physical therapist. I very much enjoyed writing this, but it took me a long time to get into it. It was my first steps in the Destiel ship, too.

Stuck In the Middle With You - I offered up two lots for the 2019 auction. This was the first. I did not post this to Tumblr. The winning bidder requested a cuckold threesome featuring his wife/Dean/Castiel while he (the bidder) watched. He gifted this piece to his wife. It is a male reader perspective.

Cowboys and Angels - For my second lot, @castielscarma and I talked a good bit before she requested this from me. And given all the other writing projects I had, she has graciously and patiently waited for me to get to this until the end of the year. It’s almost finished.

And here’s a few random things I wrote:

The Prophecy - A follower challenge.

Merry Christmas, Ya Filthy Animals - A Fluffy Christmas challenge piece.

That’s everything! It comes out to a grand total of 

201,081‬ Words

posted for the year.

A giant thank you to @atc74 for all your time beta’ing and listening to me freak out about insane shit. Another thank you to @just-another-busy-fangirl for running bingos so damn smoothly despite all the Tumblr fuckery. And a giant thank you to all my readers. I cannot thank you enough for all of your wonderful comments, replies, squeeing, likes, and reblogs. You are truly wonderful.

Happy New Year!

The Whole Thang:

@atc74  @hannahindie @bevans87  @meganwinchester1999  @oneshoeshort @jonogueira @andkatiethings @elfinmox @princessofthefandomrealm  @just-another-busyfangirl​ @jmekitchens @81mysteriouslyme​ @dolphincliffs  @seenashwrite​  @canadianspnhunter​  @meowmeow-motherfucker​  @staycejo1​ @hobby27​  @pretty-fortune​ @mypopculturediva​ @fanfictionjunkie1112​ @sandlee44​ @4llmywr1tings​ @claitynroberts​ @maddiepants​ @donnaintx​ @blackeyedangel9805​ @rainflowermoon​ @winchesterprincessbride​  @lazinessisalliknow​ @the-is13​ @waywardafgrandma​ @keymology​ @sister-winchesters99​ @amanda-teaches​ @amandamdiehl​ @onethirstyunicorn​ @spnbaby-67​

Sam’s Sasstresses (Jared):

@karouwinchester​

Dean’s Dames (Jensen):

@supernatural-jackles @jerkbitchidjitassbutt @akshi8278

There’s Something Strange:

@peridottea91 @amanda-teaches

Unconventional:

@wayward-and-worn @evansrogerskitten @squirrelnotsam  @jerkbitchidjitassbutt @pink1031   @aomi-nabi @heavensheadbitch @amandamdiehl @thatonecurlygirl @deans-baby-momma @crookedslimecreatorpasta @stoneyggirl

[twofacedbelief]

wait a minute ..... “I nursed you back to health after finding you out in the cold. Oh my god your parents kicked you out? Fuck that, you’re my kid now.” AU with kid!dee and single mourning parent logan......

Logan lost his husband and their three-year-old son in a car accident seven months ago. He goes to group therapy for the grief and is slowly healing, but the holidays are starting to creep closer and closer. Halloween has already passed, and that had been manageable, but Thanksgiving and Christmas cut deeper. He’s found himself starting to take evening walks to avoid being alone in the empty house. It’s mid-November, and they’re expecting snow.

Dee is almost seven years old when his mother takes his arm and throws him through the door, telling him to never come back. It’s not the first time that he has been locked outside for a few hours, but usually, he gets to put on his jacket first and she has never said to never come back before. He doesn’t even know what he did, except for accidentally upsetting his baby sister. He had just wanted to play with her.

According to Dee’s mother, he’s always in the way and taking her attention away from his sister. She thinks that he’s too troublesome, that he’s lazy and dumb. He doesn’t want to be, but he can’t focus in school, and she never tells him where to start when she tells him to clean his room or do chores. He has tried voicing what troubles him, but she always ignores him in favour of his sister.

Dee is wearing a thin, long-sleeved shirt and jeans, but he’s barefoot because wearing socks feels weird. He doesn’t know any of the neighbourhood kids because they think he’s weird, and it’s cold out. He has two options; go to the cold park, or go to the library.

Dee hides in the library for a few hours, reading books about reptiles. He loves all reptiles, but especially snakes. But the library has to close. He can’t even check out a book because he doesn’t have his library card with him; it’s in his schoolbag.

It started snowing while Dee was in the library. It doesn’t take long before his bare feet start hurting from the cold; the soles are almost numb but the toes feel like pins and needles. He’s rubbing his arms trying to get some warmth. Hopefully, his mother will let him in... except he thinks he might have missed a turn. It’s hard to remember the way home when his body is screaming in protest at the cold, and the snow is obscuring his vision.

Logan is out on his evening walk, just about to head home when he sees a small child. That in itself wouldn’t be unusual, but the child is definitely not dressed for the weather, and there’s no adult nearby even though it’s gotten quite late - it’s after 8pm.

After determining that the child needs help, Logan unwinds his scarf and approaches the child. It’s a boy, possibly around 5-6 years old. There’s a port-wine stain covering most of the left side of the boy’s face, and he has two differently coloured eyes that suggest heterochromia. The child has stopped walking and looks like he won’t be able to stand up for much longer.

“Can I?” Logan asks, holding up the scarf. At the choppy nod he gets, he carefully winds his scarf around the boy. “I’m on my way home to make warm cocoa and heat up a blanket in the dryer. Would you like to come? You can borrow my phone if you need to call someone.”

Dee hugs the borrowed scarf close, and looks up on the man that had approached him. On one hand, strangers can be dangerous, on the other... it’s really cold, and if his mother doesn’t let him inside, then he doesn’t know what to do. So after careful consideration, he agrees.

Logan doesn’t offer to carry the child even if he wants to; the most important thing is to get the boy inside and warm. It’s not that far to his house, luckily. Logan spends the walk talking about himself; small facts, like his name, and his favourite colour and favourite animal. They can see some stars, so he starts talking about constellations. The boy is looking at him with wide eyes, taking in what he has to say.

Once they enter Logan’s house, he gets into action. The child’s feet show signs of early-onset frostbite, and his body temperature needs to be carefully raised. The child is also showing signs of having regressed; sitting quietly on Logan’s sofa and sucking on his thumb.

Logan gets a pacifier for him; it had still been in its packaging, an unused extra for his son. He also gets one of his son’s stuffed animals for the child. It hurts to enter his son’s room - left untouched - and remove things from it, but he has to get the boy something.

As he uses a washcloth dipped in warm water to gently warm the skin of the child’s feet, he learns that the boy is named Dee (short for Diedrick), is turning seven the 19th November, and had been in the library reading about snakes after his mother had literally thrown him out. Logan is quietly fuming; how could any parent treat their child like that?

Dee falls asleep on Logan’s sofa, pacifier in mouth, hugging the plush, wearing one of Logan’s shirts instead of his wet clothes, and covered with the fluffiest blanket Logan had found.

In the morning, Logan will take Dee to the hospital. They never do call Dee’s mother. Logan reports that he had found Dee outside, Dee confirms that he had been thrown out, and Logan adopts him.

It takes a bit of time, but Logan packs away his son’s things and renovates the room for Dee. Dee ends up keeping some of the things; like the pacifier, some of the stuffed animals, and some of the books. He also keeps sleeping in Logan’s shirt even after he has gotten his own clothes.

It’s hard for both of them. Logan looks at Dee and thinks of his dead son at first, and Dee has lots of habits to unlearn from living with his mother.

For example, Logan quickly learns of Dee’s troubles in school (after having Dee enrolled in a new school). Turns out Dee is autistic, and having the learning environment adapted to his needs does wonders for him.

The holidays are still hard, but Logan isn’t alone, and Dee is overjoyed to have a parent that actually wants him.

[cheese-knife]

A Sheep in Wolf’s Clothing

Chapter One: The End.

Hello everyone! I know I’m not exactly know for writing fanfiction, but this is the newest project im working on. Its a bit strange, as it is a crossover between BNHA and The Wolf Among Us/ Fables Universe. But this AU is starting to dig a precious place in my heart, and I’d love it if you checked it out.

Rating: Teens and Up

Pairings: (Eventual) Bigby Wolf/Snow White

Read it on Ao3

The room was nothing special, a plain grey room built like a brick shithouse, meant to house and contain some of the most dangerous criminals in New York for questioning. The only things furnishing the room were two chairs, a table, and a single light without a cover. One of the walls had a rectangle of dark glass inlaid into the brick.

Bigby Wolf sat unnaturally still in the uncomfortable metal chair, greasy, unkempt hair hanging in a curtain around his head as he stared a hole into the table in front of him. His hands were latched to the table by heavy cuffs, kept well apart so there was no way he could rip the hand cuffs off without doing significant damage to himself. Even then, the small red lights blinking on the cuffs showed that they were actively suppressing his quirk so its not like he would get very far.

The door to the room opened with a slam as two stern looking officers entered the room, one carrying a significantly thick file folder under his arm. One stood at the door, and the one with the folder sat down across from Bigby at the table.

“Fifty-Six confirmed counts of murder.”

The folder was slammed down onto the table,

“Sixty-One counts of property destruction.”

Dozens of photos of the were laid out before the wolf, each a snapshot moment from his rampage.

“An an association with an unknown number of missing persons. Their bodies were never recovered.”

He didn’t move as the officer spoke. He didn’t even acknowledge that he was there.

“The list goes on and on. You know what this means, don’t you Mr. Wolf?”

Nothing. The three in the room sat in uncomfortable silence for several minutes.

“Damnit-”

Bigby didn’t even flinch as the hand cracked across his face, hard enough to break the skin over his cheekbone. Definitely a strength quirk behind that.

“-You know what this means right?” The officer was in his face now. “We have enough shit on you to put you away for a *thousand* lifetimes, and to kill you a hundred times more. Don’t you have anything to say for yourself?”

Bigby finally looked up, furious, wild yellow eyes digging into the frustrated lawman. In this moment, it was clear that he was more animal than man. He had the physicality of a caged feral animal.

In the years after his mother passed away, Bigby let himself slip into the pitfalls of his powerful quirk; in fact, he welcomed it. He welcomed the separation from the world and his humanity, fully embodying the once silly nickname his brothers used to tease him with. The Big Bad Wolf.

The trial went unsurprisingly smoothly. There was no question of what his verdict would be as he stood in front of the judge, still an overwhelming presence in the courtroom despite his restraints.

”Members of the Jury, in the case of Wolf vs. New York, what do you say?”

A small, timid woman stood and cleared her throat.

“Your honor, the members of this Jury finds the defendant wholly GUILTY of his crimes.”

The jury filed out of the courtroom as the judge dismissed them, all more than ready to leave the presence of the newly convicted felon. Bigby could smell the fear-tinged pride on each and every one of them.

The judge looked down on him.

“Bigby Wolf, it is the judgement and sentence of this court that the charged information is true, and the jury having found that the penalty shall be death. It is the order of this court that you shall suffer death, said penalty to be inflicted in Southport Correctional Facility in the manner prescribed by the law, the date later to be fixed by the Court in warrant of execution. You are remanded to the custody of the warden of Southport, it is so ordered. In witness whereof, I have hereon set my hand as Judge of this Superior Court, and I have caused the seal of this Court to be affixed thereto.”

“May God have mercy on your soul.”

He could see the pure joy in the Judge’s eyes as he delivered the sentencing.

It was five years he spent in prison. Each one hammering in the point that the law was making a mockery of him. Everyday, the guards got a little worse, a little more teasing and pushed the limits of what they could do to him without him fighting back. The bastards got comfortable around him, and there was nothing he could do about it.

They treated him like a sad dog doing tricks just for the pleasure of a shitty treat, only to be denied even after groveling at their feet.

Five. Fucking. Years.

At this point he was just craving some sort of relief. He even welcomed death, and despite the judge’s promise all those five years ago, the court seemed determined to draw out his torment for as long as possible before sending him to the slaughterhouse.

Bigby blearily opened his eyes, never getting enough sleep these days, involuntarily flinching at the sharp sound of metal banging against metal. Though the cuff permanently clamped to his wrist prevented him from transforming, its not like they could cancel out his quirk entirely. Enhanced hearing had its downfalls, and every morning he woke up to the same three scents. Sweat, shit, and corruption.

But anyway, apparently he had a visitor. Which was strange, considering Bigby’s family was either gone, or dead, and he never made any friends. So who the fuck could possibly want to see him?

Only after having shackles firmly attached to his wrists and ankles, he was led into the surprisingly private- well, as private as you could get in a supermax prison- and was forced into a rusting metal chair in front of a booth comprised of two phones and bullet proof glass. And on the other side, politely escorted by guards to the seat in front of him, was a woman with skin like porcelain and hair blacker than coal; none other than the Princess Hero herself: Miss Snow Fucking White.

Real cute fucking name there, right?

She picked up the phone on her end, staring down Bigby with her calm, cold stare until he did the same.

“Mr. Wolf-“

“Listen, Miss White, I’m not in the fuckin’ mood to be berated by one of the top heroes in New York, so cut the shit and get outta here. Whatever you have to say, I’m not interested.” Bigby nothing but growled into his phone, nearly hanging up then and there and dragging is own ass back to his cell.

Miss White simply let him calm down, cleared her throat and continued.

“Mr. Wolf, I am here to inform you, in association with the Fables Hero Agency, that the state of New York is willing to grant you amnesty for your past crimes:”

That got Bigby’s attention. It wasn’t obvious, but there was a certain way his eyes widened just a touch, his body tensed and leaned just a hair in towards Snow that let her know that he was interested, very interested.

“Why should I trust you?” And. Twice as skeptical.

“Because, put plainly, I am your last chance at you living past 35. My agency has been interested in your case for a long time, and your time is running short. The court has scheduled a date for your execution, the end of this month. In 2 weeks exactly.”

Sounded good enough- except it didn’t. Bigby couldn’t stop the words from tumbling out of him mouth, regretting them as soon as they hit the air. Why would he be actively trying to fuck up what’s already secured for him.

“Why the hell would you be interested in a serial killer with a knack for tearing people limb from limb?”

Snow leaned in towards the glass, hovering just a few inches from the glass.

“Because, you’re not as bad as everyone says you are.”

“Seven years ago, you broke into and killed six men in the basement of the Geppetto Casino, all wealthy and well know celebrities, CEOs and millionaires. These men were preparing to rape, torment, and humiliate the three women they were holding captive, including myself and my sister, before auctioning us off to the next highest biding sick perverted fuck.

But you showed up before any of that could happen. You gave those men what they deserved and you let us go without so much as a scratch before you nearly destroyed the whole building. The world mourned the death of those truly evil men, never acknowledging their heinous crimes, while insisting that you were the true monster. But I know the truth. At least in that moment, you were a hero.”

“...I’m not always like that, you know. I’ve killed innocent people.”

“We have one of the best investigative teams at the agency, I think we both know that isn’t entirely true. At points, yes. You were a villain through and through, but you’re not a bad person, Mr. Wolf.”

“Right... so where the hell do I sign up for this pardon thing?”

Snow produced a large envelope from a bag sitting at her feet and removed a few legal documents from it and handed them to a guard to present to Bigby.

“You should know that this doesn’t come without heavy restrictions. You’ll be under twenty-four observation, as well as required therapy, and extremely strict parol. You will also be required to study and work at the hero agency, and acquire a hero license at some point in the next 2 years. If you breech any terms of the contract, you’ll be arrested and sent back here to await execution again. But, if you manage to survive all of this, you’ll be relatively free within ten years. Reduced to five on good behavior.”

Bigby nodded, soaking up the information Snow was giving him while he looked over the several contracts placed in front of him. It was a lot of legal jargon, but it was easier to understand than he thought it would be. Well that, and he also spent the little free time he did have studying up on legal practices, curiosity pushing him to figure out just how fucked the system was right now.

“One problem, I can’t sign this. They don’t really let me use pens.”

Snow almost looked like she smiled at that. And it seems like she thought ahead, producing a pad of ink from the bag and passed it along to Bigby’s side of the glass.

“Don’t worry, your fingerprint makes a good replacement.”

There were ten pages in total, and each page was stamped with Bigby Wolf’s fingerprint black swirling ink. The pages were handed back to Miss White as she now truly smiled and looked at Bigby.

“I’ll need to send the paperwork in to be finalized, but you should be released within forty-eight hours, we’ll send a car to bring you to the agency do that you can see where you’ll be staying for the next few years. I look forward to working with you, Mr. Wolf.”

She returned her phone to its place and turned to leave, but he reached out and tapped loudly on the glass. Snow looked back and picked up her phone again.

“Bigby.”

“Mr. Wolf I-“

“Just call me Bigby.”

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[mwolf0epsilon]

DBH - OC Ideal Pets

I'm still trying to finish up the Fallout AU Info Doc (I'm stuck on a few choices for what characters will be, especially Josh), so to keep up some activity I've decided to do a post about which kind of pet would be ideal for my OCs.

The list will be a bit long (because I have an absurd amount of OCs) so I'll put it under a cut if anyone is interested in taking a look.

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--Androids--

Joel (EM400) - Despite being terrified of dogs, Joel's ideal pet is and will forever be Chitin, the android German Shepherd that has been nothing if not patient and loyal towards him. Joel's fear of dogs (especially rottweilers) still persists on some level, but Chitin helps him as a therapy animal.

RJ (EM400) - Despite being a rogue unit of the Jerry hivemind RJ still has a fascination for pirate thematics like his many brothers. As such, he has a fondness for exotic and brightly colored fish and other aquatic critters. The grand jewel of his vast collection is a tiny blue ringed octopus he calls Kraken.

Sergei (PL600) - Due to his many psychological issues, Sergei is not allowed to have a pet of his own. Instead he's being educated on proper petcare by Noah who keeps a close eye on him.

Noah (PL600) - Thanks to his great love for animals and veterinary studies, Noah is very capable around all sorts of critters. He has at least three cats (Elvis, Freddy, Brian), one dog (Melanie), five bunnies (Emma, Geri, Beyonce, Shakira, Kesha) and a guinea pig (Phil). They're all named after old singers which Sergei finds amusing.

Dimitri (PL600) - Dogs. Lots and lots of dogs. He has a lot of love to give to creatures that are inherently loyal and loving towards him. He's not only a professional dog-walker but also the Cullen family's official dogsitter. He has two puppies (A Rottweiler named Peach and a Doberman named Bowser) and is also quite attached to Roky and Chitin. He'd want to get a pet bat just to teach it to divebomb people (the threat of rabies is amusing to him).

Seymour (PL600) - Animal magnet. All animals just naturally love Seymour since he goes out of his way to feed strays. As a result you'll find a group of cats and dogs following him around town when he's either on or off duty as a police officer. He owns a massive Great Dane named Adonis.

Apollo (AP700) - He loves dogs but wouldn't be opposed to having a cat since they're more independent and he has Chance to care for. Despite his fondness for animals he'd appreciate it if Dimitri didn't constantly bring strays back home...

Proteus (IO100-P) - Took in his creator mom's three android cats and roomba after he returned home from the Io escape mission. He absolutely loves cats and would be the kind of guy to become a crazy cat-person. He thinks it's less of a problem and more of a compliment.

Dakota (CX100) - She would love to have a parrot. Chatty smart critters are a delight to her, and she'd greatly enjoy teaching it to greet people at the door or even on the phone. The only reason she doesn't own a pet is because she's very indecisive over what species she'd want to get.

Monochrome (CX100) - Not much of a pet owner. He's content with playing with Mile's bizarre android python, PB, who has the processor of a dog. He thinks she's pretty cool.

Baptiste (CX100) - He's terribly scared of animals.

Jindosh (HR900) - Horse kind of guy. He would greatly enjoy owning a ranch at some point, where he could train draft horses. He's not much of a rider himself, but just working with imposing and powerful animals brings him a sort of blissful tranquility.

Veronica (WR400) - She's a cat-person and isn't very fond of dogs, which is hilarious considering her and Scott's situation. She eventually gets a Siamese cat she calls Sir Rolland the Regal.

Scott (HR400 In K9300 Body) - As he's currently stuck inside a dog's body, it's pretty silly to get a pet. When he eventually does get a humanoid body again, he actually keeps the K9300 body and gets a processor for it. The dog's name is Old Friend.

Miles (RK300) - PB is the best noodle puppy in existence and he loves her too much to get any other pet. He has a great love and admiration for snakes, and thinks dogs are lovable and loyal.

Tristan (RK700) - He has a pet chameleon named Preston. It's a pretty ornery thing, but quite chill when he handles it. He likes to carry it around his apartment when he's alone and sort of vents to it since the reptile won't pass any judgment on his past actions. Tristan would kill for his pet chameleon if anyone so much as eyed it weirdly. He's incredibly attached to it.

Uma (???) - She spends a lot of time at Mr. Siddiq's abode to mingle with the exotic animal androids. She seems to be really taken with big cats and with wolves. At some point she rescues a wolfdog that was sent to a shelter to be euthanized. She named it Essex.

Bo Siddiq (YK500) - She doesn't keep pets since she already has access to all of her dad's rescued animal androids. Her best friend is Sasha the tigress.

Hearse (MC500) - He isn't very good with living beings, Dr. Ojomo's children are already complicated enough to look after, but he won't deny possums are pretty "metal". He started feeding one that's gotten into their garbage lately... He calls her Raven.

Eddie (WK218) - Myu's cat, Bravo, is his bestest friend in the whole world. He's extremely gentle with him and loves to spoil him rotten.

Stag (Hybrid Model) - Due to his alterations he's not patient enough with animals. He does follow a specific herd of deer sometimes and admires them from a distance. They seem to not be scared of him due to his antlers.

Bear (Hybrid Model) - Jordan wishes he could keep a pet as company. Sadly, since his reprogramming causes him to go aggressive whenever something approaches (excluding a very minute list), he doesn't want to risk going near any local fauna. He doesn't like bears very much (contrary to popular belief), instead if he could he'd like to own a rat (he thinks they're cool and pretty smart).

--Humans--

Valentina Hernández - She has Regi who honestly is more his own person and her personal bodyguard than a pet. She also rescues animal androids that have been negligently modded (she was the one who gave Miles PB since she couldn't undo the damage her original owner did to the poor python) by amateurs. If she were to get a pet she would go out of her way to either get a goose or a goat (her father had a goat named Pablo and her mother a goose named Rosalinda, they used to tell her stories about them).

Artyum Kutznekov - Has a brown tabby cat named Misha, and often rescues abandoned kittens he finds on the streets, nursing them back to health before finding them proper loving homes. He's a very nurturing guy despite his grumpy disposition and intimidating size. Val finds it hilarious how he can hold three kittens in one single hand.

Benjamin Peterson - Has a thing for spiders, which has caused several arguments between him and Val. He owns a Mexican Red Tarantula named Tarantino, and he is definitely the guy you call when there's a spider somewhere in your house. He either rescues them or (if they're big enough) offers them up to Tarantino as sacrifice.

Dr. Ojomo - She has a great fondness for birds, specifically birds of prey. On weekends she goes to a sanctuary to help rehabilitate endangered wild birds. She has handled owls and vultures alike. She's taken notice of Earl's habit of feeding the possum that keeps getting into their garbage and finds it adorable.

Elisa "Myu" Corvo - She's without a doubt a cat-person, but she does like dogs as well. She owns a rescue cat named Bravo.

Mr. Asad Siddiq - He rescues exotic animal androids from negligent owners. His collection is incredibly vast and even includes dinosaur androids. All of his animals (except a few very difficult abuse cases) are incredibly fond of him and will approach him openly. His favorites are Sasha the tigress (his very first rescue), Ahri and Jolene (a coral snake and a rattlesnake), and the large herd of giraffes he has amassed from different zoos.

[rorykillmore]

shatter your illusions of love

catch me writing hannibal fic in 2018, i guess! so a sort of au idea that has always fascinated me is ‘what if margot and alana had met in season 2 instead of season 3′ because although they don’t interact in the former, there are so many interesting ways their arcs are weirdly intertwined and paralleled.

so this is just a little ‘what if’ scenario. honestly i considered setting it closer to the end of the season because that has it’s own potential, but in the end this turned into “vague flirting while shit still hasn’t hit the fan yet.” 

rest assured though that there’s still plenty to be sad about

and margot is still kind of immediately smitten, god bless her

It’s snowing the night she meets Alana Bloom, although beyond that Margot can’t say there’s anything particularly remarkable about the evening. It’s not all that charming to meet someone while standing outside your psychiatrist’s house -- she’s certain Doctor Lecter wouldn’t appreciate her lingering, but Margot has learned that there’s opportunity in her moments away from his prying eyes. She certainly found opportunity in Will Graham. Now she wonders what some of his other patients might be hiding.

It’s a breach of privacy, almost definitely, but maybe she’s become too desensitized to that sort of thing to care. Either way, it’s easy to justify the same way she does everything else: stay afloat, keep the upper hand, survive.

As universal an instinct as survival may be, of course, Margot’s learned it to be a pretty flimsy justification in most circumstances where it tends to apply. Somehow, Doctor Lecter legitimizing the concept hasn’t made her feel much better about it.

But she’s not in therapy to feel better about herself.

The woman who comes up the walkway a few moments later, though -- she doesn’t look like a patient, somehow. It’s not that she’s pretty and put together, though she is (Margot knows from experience that the most fractured people can have very clean surfaces), but rather something in the way she approaches her destination. She’s lacking the kind of steeled apprehension that Margot has come to associate with patients of Hannibal’s. She’s a little too open.

And thus, a little harder to open with than Will was. Margot smiles languidly at her anyway.

“You’re not the most unconventional person I’ve ever seen walking in or out of this building. But I have to say, I’m intrigued.”

The woman stops, caught off guard, and stares at her for a heartbeat.  “...And you are... ?”

Margot considers briefly. If she gives this woman her name, there’s a chance it’ll get back to Hannibal. If she doesn’t, she makes herself inherently notable, and it almost definitely will.  “Margot Verger. I’m a patient of Doctor Lecter’s.”  

“Oh.” She can tell by the way the woman raises her eyebrows in mild surprise that Hannibal hasn’t told her anything about their sessions. Which, she supposes, is a point in the ethical practice column for once.  “...Verger. As in...”

“Meat packaging, animal cruelty, and family dysfunction,” Margot finishes for her dryly. “That’s us.”

The woman’s lips twitch. Margot thinks she might have been mildly taken aback, but it’s hard to tell.  “Quite a legacy to have following you around.”  Then she holds out her hand politely.  “Alana Bloom.”

“Not a patient, then?” Margot takes her hand after brief consideration - a downplayed version of her usual hesitance with physical contact - and lets the touch linger a fraction of a second longer than necessary. She’s really only flirting with flirtation, at this point, but she supposes the recent success with her plan might have her feeling bold.

“A colleague,” Alana corrects with an easy, if slightly reserved smile.  “Of Doctor Lecter’s.”

A colleague. Margot looks Alana over more carefully, wondering how much she should read into that.  “You don’t really seem like his type.”

Alana raises her eyebrows a little, and Margot pauses a bit stiffly.  “...I didn’t mean that as an insult. A compliment, if anything.”

“Uh huh. So I take it your sessions aren’t going well.”

Margot actually has to smirk in earnest at that.  “I don’t really have a gauge for that sort of thing, but I suppose it could be worse.” 

It’s skirting around the truth, which Margot doesn’t imagine Alana would take very well. Whether or not Alana would actually take her at her word that Doctor Lecter’s been encouraging her to kill her own brother, it would almost definitely set things off balance. She needs to be careful. There’s already something a little questioning, a little worrying in Alana’s eyes.

She wonders how much Alana actually knows about her colleague, and tries not to linger on the thought. She doesn’t need more things to feel guilty over.

“You’re, uh,” Alana tilts her head a little, at last.  “Coming a long way, aren’t you? So something about it must be worthwhile.”

Margot shrugs.  “My brother’s paying, so I thought I might as well take advantage. I guess he must have been feeling guilty.”

Mason, of course, has never experienced anything remotely like guilt, but it’s an easy enough point to test the waters with. But Alana either sees through it immediately, or doesn’t ask because of whatever boundary she thinks she’d be crossing. “Sounds like something a guilty brother would do,” she remarks instead, though Margot notices she’s watching her a little more carefully. “You should take advantage while you can. Any college loans you still need to pay off?”

Margot can’t help but find her charming, reserved as she’s almost certain Alana is being. Which is fair, since she hasn’t exactly been forthcoming herself.  “I didn’t know psychiatrists had senses of humor.”

“I’m funnier than Doctor Lecter. Easily.” Alana’s teasing smile fades a little, but she continues earnestly, “And I’m joking with you because it’d probably be inappropriate for us to have a personal conversation.”

She blinks. It’s honest, at least.

Smoothly none the less, Margot responds, “Then it’d probably also be inappropriate to ask if you drink wine.”

She’s definitely flirting now, and maybe it’s reckless, maybe the prospect of finally being free of Mason has already made her a little too impulsive -- but then, Alana seems a little too principled to even take her up on a one night stand. 

If she’s the kind of ‘colleague’ who visits Hannibal Lecter after his office hours, anyway.

At the very least, Alana takes it in good spirits, with a short, surprised laugh that’s sort of contagious. “Beer, actually. Preferably.”

“Huh.” Margot arches an eyebrow, not openly amused, but sort of playful. She looks Alana over more pointedly this time.

“Are you going to tell me I don’t seem like the type again?”

“I was actually planning to move on to seeing how you felt about whiskey.”

Alana tries to stifle another laugh. Margot finds herself mildly intrigued, if for no other reason than she’s getting a little more than a ‘straight woman who’s politely flattered’ vibe. And admittedly, Alana’s -- well. Intriguing. By virtue of who she is.

“I’d -- honestly, going drinking with a beautiful stranger sounds like the exact kind of thing I could use to improve my...”   Alana pauses contemplatively. Suddenly Margot notices how tired she looks.  “...Year, really. So thank you. But -- we really shouldn’t.”

“For all kinds of reasons,” Margot finishes for her, because despite having initiated this, she knows that all too well. Maybe there’d been something that felt safe in the unattainable. Still, she has to make an effort not to get stupidly hung up on Alana calling her beautiful.

“Yeah.” Alana smiles at her ruefully. She seems to linger on the edge of... something. Margot isn’t sure whether she should be wary of whatever Alana’s debating asking her, until Alana decides against it.  “Besides, I should head inside before I’m late. And you should get back to your car, it’s freezing out here.”

It sounds enough like genuine concern that Margot has to quickly smooth over being taken aback. At any rate, the temperature out here is practically tropical compared to the chill she’s sure she’ll receive when she goes back home, but Alana doesn’t need to know that. If she’s somehow managed to look past Margot’s family reputation and form some kind of vaguely positive impression, Margot would prefer it stayed that way. Even if this is only a chance encounter.

“Mm. So much for clearing my head.” She lets Alana interpret that as she will, moving past her to start off down the walkway. The smoothness of her exit, admittedly, is ruined by her compulsion to look back over her shoulder -- which she does, of course. Alana is still watching her, and she tilts her head questioningly when their eyes meet. 

But all of this is too precarious. Margot can’t bring herself to say anything, even if a better person probably would have.

Alana seems like a smart woman, she tells herself. If there was any reason for her to be worried about Hannibal, she would’ve picked up on it.

It’s a sentiment riddled with holes, and it doesn’t make her feel much better.

[themysteriouslou]

for a not self-indulgent au headcanon thing: no-cult jacob and leslie! :D

Myfeelings for these two just sky-rocketed while thinking of headcanons (dammit it got too long, I apologize for the ramblings you’ll have to read).

Leslie’s still the rookiedeputy sheriff of the county. Jacob, though? He’d probably run an animalshelter in the Whitetail Mountains.

No matter the universe,their meetings are always unanticipated: one of the dogs of the shelter ran waydue to one of the volunteers not closing its cage the right way. Jacob is apprehensivefor the next days that follow (what if abear found it? What if someone took it and never returned it to the shelter?)Until he receives a call from Leslie, who informs him the dog wandered into herfarm—unharmed and alive. Jacob agrees to go to the farm to retrieve the dog andwhen they meet, they introduce themselves to each other.

The next time they meetis when burglars broke into the Seed Ranch. Jacob and John weren’t present, butthe mess the robbers left behind in their haste and the blaring alarms aretelltale signs something happened there. They call the Sheriff’s Department,which sends Staci and Leslie to inspect the place and take the Seeds’ complaint.Leslie and Jacob instantly recognize each other—who could they forget?—and starttalking to each other (how they end up with the other’s phone number is amystery, but it’s vaguely implied John suggested it with the excuse to have anofficer in their hotline just in case).

[John absolutely knowswhat he’s doing though—he can’t let the chance of his brother finding love slipthrough his fingers if he can’t help it.]

The third meeting takesplace in the Rye house during one of the weekend BBQs. Les exchanges words witheveryone, eventually running out of energy for social interaction. She’ssitting in one of the chairs alongside Kim and Joey when she spots Jacobstanding in a corner, talking briefly with Grace. She excuses herself andsneaks away from the crowd, and asks him if he doesn’t mind her keeping himcompany. He doesn’t.

Ultimately they strike aconversation about the dog from the beginning (apparently the dog’s an one-year-old Shepherd mix), with Leslie wanting to know what happened to him and Jacobmentioning he had been restless since he returned to the shelter. He thinks thedog misses Leslie, so he asks her if she wants to see him once more. Sheaccepts.

[From there randomheadcanons that take place in this universe because I’m afraid this AU iscoming to life and I can’t allow it lmao] Awkward first calls in the morningthat end with one of them visiting the farm (Jacob) or the shelter (Leslie)before her shift starts.

Leslie ends up adoptingthe dog and naming him Dolce (Jacobknows she’ll treat him like a king, but he still insists in checking on him anddropping by her house at random times because he wants to see her but usingthe dog as an excuse is something he’d definitely do.  

If he hasn’t gone totherapy yet, then Leslie would talk to him about it—she has seen the effectswar has on people, has seen its effects on Jacob, and wouldn’t doubt torecommend it to him.

Everyone can absolutelysee something’s going on with those two: most of the Guns for Hire and hersheriff squad tease her about it like their lives depend on it. Meanwhile, Johnand Rachel tease Jacob on their own while Joseph’s like “when will we officially meet her, Jacob? :D”. It hauntsthem wherever they go; you bet it drives them insane. [Bonus: there’s a secretbet in the Spread Eagle about who will be the first to realize they’ve fallen in love—amajority thinks Leslie, while some people (including the other Seeds) think it’llbe Jacob.]