#captive wally au

[lumashiki]

Early Valentines! Took this from a template but I lost it... ^^; Anywho, here's how my AU's would show their affection!

[felmonth]

(Edited and slightly better developed! Will be updated until further notice)

Hey, neighbors! I am alive! XD

AAAAH! I finally managed to finish Tom's sheet, but for Au "Actors," the author of this AU is @ frillsand. I've been wanting to create drawings related to this AU for a while now, and there are still comics that I want to share.

Wally won my heart -cries- 😭💘, of course, haha. I'll be sharing with you all the comics that come to mind regarding this AU.

WARNING: Before proceeding, this may contain sensitive content, you have been warned. I hope you enjoy the extended blog and the extra mini-comic to lighten the mood.

Well without anything else to say about it...let's start with Tom Sweetheart, the stylist!!

Tom Actor's Story:

In a town called "Titirilquén," Tom Sweetheart grew up alongside his mother and brother Diego Sweetheart. They depended on each other for everything. They didn't own a television, but they would find TVs on in stores where mostly there were news and interviews with celebrities. Both of them dreamed of becoming actors inspired by the experiences shared by those celebrities on television. Their school further fueled their interests, as it offered a theater subject and a variety of art-related courses.

At school, Diego exhibited a captivating personality in his school theater performances, earning admiration from everyone. However, Diego felt uncomfortable because nobody paid attention to his brother, who was also improving with each performance and costume. Therefore, Diego decided to involve his brother in everything to make him stand out just like himself...

Over time, the school grants Diego a special scholarship that involves working in one of the largest studios in Titirilquen despite being very young. This news greatly delights Diego, so he mentions it to his brother about this opportunity to become what they wanted to be at that time. Unfortunately, those who gave Diego the opportunity were very disappointed when he brought Tom to work with him, so they reluctantly accepted Tom only because Diego requested it.

When Diego was not around Tom, they assigned him different tasks than what an actor should do, completely deviating from the agenda that Tom had planned for the week. This led him to become overloaded with tasks, but he didn't complain because he thought it had to happen when living the life of an actor.

Diego and Tom were the first young actors (They were about 20 years old, Diego 22 and Tom 20) in the Titirilquén studio. They initially performed in a few presentations for a museum, and then the director decided to create a program with them. Both did their best until they became somewhat more known thanks to the news in their town, and Tom was no longer as ignored as when he first joined. They reached a broader audience, leading them to want to learn more about the people in their town. So, they started learning sign language and refining their voices for musical sections to begin a small program aimed at families.

Both were directed by the same assistant, "Ron," but due to unforeseen circumstances, he had to retire because he had to move to another country for another job opportunity where he could earn more money to support his family. They had a new assistant, a woman named "Jenny" (She was 24 but was not interested in working with puppets.) and from this moment, problems arose. The new assistant was serious and easily stressed when the director had to tell her what to do. As a result, she left the job of directing to the two young actors.

This assistant was starting to have too many problems with the brothers, she envied that both brothers mentioned the previous assistant's actions. However, they did not say this with bad intentions but rather so that he could do his job well, since the director was demanding regarding what should be on the schedule of both brothers. Over time, the work environment between them improved, but something was missing in the assistant's life, the brothers did not say many things to her or chat with her, but instead spoke only among themselves.

One day, Jenny overheard a conversation between the two brothers about the previous assistant. Jenny misinterpreted this as a threat to her job and felt worthless to both brothers. He decided to come up with a plan with his fellow students. The plan was to put one of the brothers in a problematic situation so that she could do something to help them and get recognition for it because according to her, the brothers did not value her.

The chosen target was Tom, as Jenny considered him weak and incapable. After finishing his singing section of the show, Tom left the studio to take a break and have a drink.

He noticed that his co-workers near a restaurant were calling him to chat, Tom without noticing any suspicion in them, approached them with great joy, because he admired what his co-workers were doing in the studio.

And being recognized and starting a conversation by them was a great joy for Tom, since he always lived underestimated as just a simple doll who cannot stand out among humans.

Unfortunately, there were ulterior motives. While they were talking to Tom normally, they took him behind the studio, which looked like an alley, and there a cruel scare developed. These coworkers mentioned negative things when they entered the alley and Tom felt uncomfortable by his coworkers' sudden mood swings. He tried to back away, but was easily caught. While saying negative things, they gradually destroyed parts of his body, including arms, legs, wrists, and fingers. They showed no concern for the little puppet's screams and fear because, to them, he was just a doll that couldn't feel pain, or so they claimed, they made fun of him for being too dramatic when he screamed.

When this situation came to an end, the group of companions left, leaving him alone, Tom remained on the ground, crying without understanding how the situation took such a sudden turn. Just a few moments ago everything was fine and now he was helpless on the ground, motionless. He could only see the cotton sticking out of his body and his limbs outside his body, he could only move his head at the moment, he felt completely useless. He prayed that his brother would find him and help him, but then Jenny appeared, pretending to be worried about Tom. She helped him in this terrible situation and took him to the emergency tailoring service.

Now, with Tom recovered, he was mentally depressed and shattered. He looked at his stitched-up body and felt very insecure about venturing into the streets inhabited by humans. He didn't want to go through a similar situation again, so his only support rested on Jenny.

Tom was immensely grateful to her for helping him in this terrible and stressful situation. After a few long minutes of silence, he told his assistant that he didn't want to continue his acting career. This surprised Jenny, but she said nothing and just listened, offering ideas. She felt quite good about helping Tom in these moments of stress. She informed the director about this decision, and of course, he was very concerned and saddened, especially when Tom requested not to inform his brother.

When Tom was discharged on the same day as the accident, he didn't want to go home because a thought crossed his mind: he had always depended on his brother and was only causing him problems. So, with a heavy heart, he decided to distance himself from his brother. The assistant supported all of Tom's ideas, including the idea of complete separation. She was happy that Tom depended on her, so she found him a job outside the country without consulting him.

From Diego's perspective, after the accident, he found it strange that his brother didn't appear on the show. He asked the director why there were sudden changes in the program and why his brother wasn't there. The director decided to be tough with him, saying they hired him and not his brother. He gave Diego new rules for the new direction of the show. Diego was devastated by this news. He considered quitting his job but thought better of it; he wanted to see his brother at home.

When he arrived home, there were no traces of his brother or his belongings. He tried calling him, but there was no phone coverage. In his desperation, he contacted the authorities to inquire about his brother, but they only started working after at least two days of being missing.

This situation was stressful for Diego and his mother. They were very worried and considered various possibilities of what might have happened. Tom decided not to tell them anything when offered a call by the authorities and declared that he wouldn't return home. His family was concerned because they heard a weak voice through the phone, but it was all they could do as the studio was too secretive with the information.

Both brothers remained separated for a long time. For Diego, nothing was the same without Tom, and the show looked depressing. Despite this, he maintained a forced smile for his audience. Children asked a lot about his brother, leading him into deep depression.

Tom, moved to another country, working in a new studio as a stylist. He adopted a fearful, anxious, and panicked attitude, afraid of everyone. To distract himself, he overloaded himself with work, trying to maintain composure by breathing deeply. He couldn't stop thinking about his family, and he knew what he was doing wasn't healthy, but he wanted to stay away for a while.

Well, that's roughly the story. It's long, but I feel that now it's better understood than before. Thanks for staying to read and loving Tom Actor! -cries-

Curious facts about Titirilquén today:

Lately, I've been hooked on a series called "31 minutos," so I included some things from that series. I highly recommend it, it's in Spanish, but there are English subtitles available. Titirilquén is from that show.

Titirilquén doesn't have hospitals because literally no one gets sick there. However, there are places like Mrs. Juanita's service, who takes care of the damaged puppets in this town.

Titirilquén was a town of only puppets but tired of being anonymous and as an unknown town, they decided to include people in their town, building a civilization, the negative of the town only benefits the humans that its own puppet inhabitants.

Facts about Tom:

(Diego's data was deleted to create his respective sheet)

He is 27 years old now.

He speak spanish but he learned English thanks to Jenny.

He is very naive, and that works against him, as he decides to trust everyone.

He has a puppet friend in this studio and his name is Lulu but he affectionately calls him "Wolfy" After going through hell with Jenny, he dates Wolfy but that's when he realizes he doesn't want a romantic relationship.

When he first arrived at the studio, the studio people confused him with Wally, so since that day, some just call him "Pink Wally." (This is due to his height, skin tone and hair shape, so Tom changed his look to messier hair to not look like Wally)

Tom is a very good worker, but he always hides after finishing his work and doesn't get distracted by anything while working. If a human talks to him, he ignores them, but if it's a puppet, he takes time to chat.

Despite hiding, he is found by children, most of whom are human.

He misses being an actor but is very afraid.

Alongside his brother, they worked on a children's educational program called "Sing until Counting to 3." They taught children songs that included sign language. However, when they leave, the program is completely forgotten by the director.

Tom and Diego are not the same height, Jack has to bend down to hug and talk to him.

Tom usually wears makeup, always in pink or fuchsia, which is his favorite color.

Tom often sees little due to his poor eyesight, so he sometimes needs glasses to see clearly, but he usually doesn't use them because he finds them unnecessary.

Tom has fallen in love with Jenny because of her concern for him but by the time they are "boyfriend and girlfriend" Jenny ignores him, she is with him out of pity. Sometimes Jenny yells at him and hits him when he is loving with her.

As you can see, Tom is afraid of humans, and you rarely find him crying in studio places where people don't live, or even paranoid. If you find him in this situation, make him feel comfortable because he is completely unstable at that moment.

People consider him strange and curious because he often hides and is fearful, and they don't understand why he behaves like that. (It doesn't mean he avoids bad situations with the studio's humans; some of them respect the puppets, while others decide to hate them.)

Tom in this Au has a human brother, in the style of muppet protagonists. His name is Diego Sweetheart and they are both very close and have achieved many things together by working as a team. Diego is very attentive to his puppet brother, caring for him and trying to understand him as best he can.

Will Tom manage to become an actor again? Will his life improve? Will his brother Jack locate him after a long time? Will Tom continue to call himself unfortunate? Find out in the next episode... *Felmonth bids farewell to the viewers watching the video.*

NOW, COMIC! YAY!!

Title: "First unlucky day"

Reference movie: "White Chicks"

I don't know what Janet's design is like, I didn't find any reference, so I made it with what I found.

And well that was all, I hope you liked everything, I did the best I could and as always if there are questions ask without problems.

Bye byeeee!

Extra: It is assumed that in this unplanned part, Wally told Tom "Consider yourself unlucky for working with me from now on." (No canon for me xD but extra)

Bye uwu)/💐

[chronicbeans]

Welcome Home Master List (part 3)

Restoration Project AU Story:

Villain Reader AU:

[tiredly101]

Red means love

Pairing: Tall Joker!Wally Darling x Short Librarian!Male reader

This was decided by this post

Summary: You just casually went to your shop, your little piece of heaven, where one of the most dangerous criminal sees you and that criminal just, quite literally, falls head over heels

DC Crossover Illustrated Au, Welcome Home is a City like Gotham but y'know a tad nicer-

Life on Welcome Home wasn't easy, much less for pretty boys like M/n but he managed as best as he could. He managed to buy his own shop, sure it was quaint compared to the massive building but unlike those it was homey, it felt safe; which is why so many people would go there with a coffee and just enjoy the silence or curl up with a book in one of the couches M/n's library offered.

Because of this little shop, this library, offered something so rare as comfort, safety and homey feeling it was also very frequented by Welcome Home villains and superheroes undercover who put a blind eye to each other since they both came to that place for the same thing: peace of mind.

Keeping this in mind M/n didn't have a problem hosting the criminals in his library as much as he would have thought but he loved helping out one in specific. The famous Joker, charmingly smooth talker and highly dangerous, M/n and him met because he fell on his face while walking in the shop. Of course M/n did not know he was the Joker, he knew this guy as Wally Darling and Wally fell quite quickly in love with M/n's soft smiles and both beautiful personality and face.

Wally knew it was foolish, that he shouldn't love M/n since he could be a distraction, could be used as leverage against him but those beautiful eyes, those soft smiles, the angelic voice, the perfectly beautiful everything M/n possessed captivated him and slowly he was loosing himself further into the hole his twisted mind resided in.

"All because of that warm smile M/n has"

Part one is done! Let me know if you want to join the tag list!

Tag list:

@urmomisaqt420 @waywardstardustcollector

[ghost-cherry-blossom]

Appleblossom Head Canon 🌸🍎

War Wally Au by Spacebruulee

Goes by space.bruulee on TikTok and spacebruulee on Twitter/X

Julie never meant to…

She was tasked with overseeing the protection of the mortals in times of great peril. Sometimes going down to Earth, disguising herself to walk amongst the humans to help tend to their needs, by offering a helping hand, guidance, and comfort. As long as she doesn’t impede on the order of events that are to happen as well as not expose her angelic status to the humans.

While traveling, she came across the fallen general. He was sitting against the scarlet wisteria tree, injured and near death. Julie knew she shouldn’t have interfered, however, there was something about him that draw her to him.

Like a moth to a flame, the angel approached his unconscious form. One thought that resonated in her mind, ‘An embodiment of a haunting calamitous beauty.’ Sensing a hidden depth within him, in his soul, there was a longing and burden that weighed heavy on it.

Julie knew she had the ability to see what was troubling the fallen general. Even so, she chose to not invade his privacy. With her hands glowing a soft shade of gold, she cup his cheeks gently and close her eyes, focusing to fix what has been broken. Slowly stitching back torn muscles and skin, placing and setting bones that were broken, and sending waves of warmth and comfort to help ease him in the process.

Unfortunately for Julie, during the healing process Wally woken up. Delirious and confused, he blinks his unfocused crimson eyes to be met with a breath taking sight. Never witnessing and having the pleasure of meeting someone as captivating as her before. Blonde hair, like threads of spun gold, cascading down her back in shimmering waves, capturing the sunlight with its ethereal glow. A pair of yellow and orange striped horns rest on the top her golden locks. Her eyes hidden behind her eyelids, adorned with long black eyelashes. Reminding him of delicate wisps of silk. A button orange nose. Lips, like petals of a rose, delicate and soft. As if beckoning him to taste the possible sweetness of their essence. Her skin was a lovely shade of pink, reminding him of a dahlia flower.

Slowly the world surrounding Wally began to bleed through. Taking notice of the hands resting on his cheeks, her hands, giving off a warmth and comforting sensation. As if he was surrounded by a plush blanket, giving him a sense of protection and peace he has never felt before.

In a strange way, he felt rejuvenated, light as a feather. “Am I dead? Is this heaven?” He called out in a soft rough tone, refusing to look away from the woman in front of him.

Julie gasped and snapped her eyes open to see him awake. Startle, she release his face from her hold; chocolate colored orbs stared into his crimson eyes in shocked. She was about to back away until he gently capture her wrist in his hand.

“Don’t go, please. I mean no harm.” He pleaded with her, Wally didn’t want her to go. As he slowly became more aware of himself and his surroundings, he realized he escaped death’s clutches once more. He didn’t know how, but the War Horseman had a feeling it had to do with the lovely creature that was now standing before him.

She hesitated, indecisive of what to do. On one hand she should leave and let him believe she was just a hallucination his mind created due to the blood loss from his wounds. On the other hand she wanted to stay. To learn more about this man who has caught her attention.

The angel nods, kneeling to the ground and sitting on the heels of her feet. Wally gave her a small kind smile squeezing her wrist gently before letting it go.

Since that day they got to know each other. Days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months. Secretly meeting each other under the scarlet wisteria tree whenever they had the chance. Julie learned many things about Wally. She knew he was known throughout the country for his unmatched strategic prowess and unyielding resolve on the battlefield. Bringing fear to those that hear his name. The burdened feeling in his soul she sensed was the weight of his responsibilities and haunted by the horrors of war. As she observed Wally from their little hangouts, she couldn't help but feel a deep connection to him. Despite his reputation, she saw glimpses of vulnerability in his eyes, a longing for peace amidst the chaos of battle.

Wally learned many things about Julie as well. He knew that she was an angel, she didn’t want to keep that a secret from him when he has been so honest with her. She was a spiritual being created by god to help him with aiding the mortals that walk amongst Earth. She explain her abilities to him and how she healed him the first time they met. Wally was fascinated by everything about her, from her appearance to her heart pure of gold. A feeling blossomed within his heart, a feeling he couldn’t fully capture into words. All he knew is that he wished the days were longer so he can stay in her company underneath the wisteria tree.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. While hanging out, the angel felt a sense of dread filled her heart and a chill went down her spine. Noticing her strange behavior, Wally place his hand on top of hers. “Jules?” Before he could speak further, he instantly turned his attention to the direction of the forest and immediately took out his gun. “Who’s there? Show yourself?” His voice held a cold and authoritative tone as he stood protectively in front of Julie.

“Wally, don’t.” She spoke shakily, grasping his arm. Her wings began to quiver underneath the cloak she was wearing.

“You should listen to her.” A voice resounded around them, crimson colored orbs scan the perimeter with a cold and calculated stare. Clenching the gun tightly, Wally grits his teeth. Hating the fact that Julie was afraid, he called out once more wanting to get rid of whoever it was that is causing her distress, “Who the hell are you!?”

“Oh my, where are my manners?” A man stepped into their view, wisps of black miasma surrounded his being. Julie’s hold on Wally’s arm became tighter, looking at the man before them.

“My name is Death, and I have come to collect a debt that I was owed months ago.”

To be continue…

[cloudysunflowr]

Hey! I saw your amazing works on TikTok, especially for "Welcome Home"! The responses on the comment section make me laugh or... Question myself and my sanity, especially with the animation you did with poor Wally. But I do have a few questions about the lore that you've captivated us into, if you don't mind that is...

1.) Why was Y/N there? Was it a coincidence that they happened to be there?

2.) Clearly, the citizens of home are... No longer there or, in a way, lost their minds (if that makes sense). Are they a danger to Y/N or any humans in general?

3.) I know you wouldn't want to spoil anything, but does Wally have an End Game?

Overall, your art is phenomenal, and I can't wait to see what else you come up with. Whether it be "Welcome Home" or "My Hero Academia," I hope to continue seeing such amazing art even if it's the reason why I got into angst, lol.

Oh my!! Eee you’re so kind! Ok ok—

So-

1). If I’m truly honest, I’m not quite sure! Adding a y/n was more of a split second decision as I saw many wanting to see the hives reaction to seeing the viewer! And after that I wanted to show how the survivors may react! I do now plan to show some more y/n shenanigans with the hive and survivors but the story and lore is more centered towards the main crew~!

2). It’s hard to say… each are dealing with their grief in their own ways. Some will be more violent depending on the actions of the viewer but others are very docile. However, I find their reactions quite reasonable, a stranger coming in that the hive has an interest in? The very same hive that took many of their friends? Just… be careful with them. With whom you trust.

3). Yup! They all do! I do have three endings in mind but I would hate to jump so quickly to them!

And thank you so much! I truly am flattered! Im also really happy that you were so interested in my lil au to ask such questions! I hope you and others enjoy the story I have laid out for my aus!

[toomanyf4ndoms7]

New Young Justice au chapter coming soon, hopefully tomorrow. Here's a preview.

In retrospect, maybe Artemis shouldn’t have immediately grabbed the floating cane in the magic snowy tundra. Because now she was looking at a captive Kent Nelson, a boy dressed in black and white with an orange striped cat, and a raven haired woman dressed with ostentatious golden accessories.

Oh, and Wally was here.

”About time,” Kent stated, standing to his feet and floating for a moment before being drawn to his cane, which destroyed the restraints upon him.

If Artemis survived today, she was so going to rub all of this in Wally’s stupid magic nonbeliever face.

[bruciemilf]

Dick/Wally 🧞‍♀️

Shape of Water AU where Dick is the merman Luthor keeps captive and Wally's the scientist who helps study it (weather he's undercover or not is up to you)

[tealaoding]

WH-ONESHOTS | what I'm working on

•Update: 02/11/2023

STATIC SOUND FROM A TV WATCHING | Imaginary Friend!Wally x GN!Reader | Imaginary Friend AU belongs @/ponponchu (I understand that they left the WH fandom a while ago. I didn't have the time to dedicate a oneshot of their AU, but their art is all cool, support them!)

TW: -WIP-

MIND A HAND? | Mob!Howdy x GN!Captivity!Reader | Mob AU belongs to @/clownsuu

TW: Weapons, Murder, Gore, Horror Body -Still Working yet-

VOICE EVERYWHERES | Singer!Wally x GN!Journalist!Reader | HomeSweetHome AU belongs to tofuluuu (from TikTok)

TW: -WIP-

AN: I'll try to see if I finish one for special Halloween, eventually I'm being dredged by my own university and have a good day everyone.

[starwalker03]

Do you have any AUs of WMLP you like to play with?

I mean I've talked about time travel already. That's always fun.

Sometimes I revisit the original idea this came from which involved the whole team held captive by the league. Slade was still alive in the original idea, and I hadn't hashed out what happened to the rest of the team, and Wally basically crashed out of the speed force right into the league's lap without the manslaughter so he was discovering everything from a very different point of view. It was a much looser take and wouldn't have ever been posted considering how vague and unplanned it was but sometimes I think of conversations in that specific context.

I also think of AUs where Wally doesn't come back when he does and instead appears once Dick and Artemis make it through the events of the fic. Spoilers avoided in this post of course, but it's essentially once they achieve their goals of saving their fellow team mates and they're healing on their own and then Wally shows up and that creates a Domino effect where the league tried to reconnect with their proteges. This happens in the fic, yes, but in this AU things are much more tense because the team had to save themselves. There was no league. They fixed it themself and that breaks every last bridge left.

Sometimes I think of universe travel too though. Like a more canon-adjacent group dropped in this world and meeting their fucked up versions. Very fun.

[lumashiki]

The boys in... a boy band! Trolls had been taking over my Tiktok at the time I made this. I really love all the music in that movie! I think my AU's make a pretty good boy band, wouldn't you say so?

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Harvest Moon

Fandom: DC Comics, Flashfam

Summary: While investigating a killer at large, Wally crosses paths with Linda, who might be his only hope of stopping a possible serial killer.

Chapters: 1/?

Characters: Wally West, Linda Park, Original Character(s)

Relationship(s): WallyLinda

Additional Tags: Serial Killer AU, Murder Mystery AU, No Capes AU, No Powers AU, Detective AU, Angst, Romance, Rivals to Friends to Lovers, Wally West POV

Chapter One: Corn Maze

I received a call at two a.m. about a disturbance at a crime scene. My partner and I split up, taking either side of the barn. In our hearts, we hoped it was the killer. The quaint town of Keystone lived in constant fear of this violent and recent threat. My body felt cold and heavy as I tiptoed around toward the back entrance of the barn. The back double doors opened a crack. Just enough to see the faint light of a lantern. Sweat trickled down my temple as I listened for footsteps. “Keystone City Police!” I shouted. And before I could say anything else, I heard a sound like palms smacking against the outer walls of the barn.

“Linda Park. I’m with the press,” Linda announced. I turned lightning-quick, my hand on my gun, until I saw her. “I’m unarmed.” She stood with her hands against the wall, legs spread, and head down. I wiped the sweat from my brow with the backs of my hands.

“Miss Park, this is a crime scene,” I sighed. I didn’t pat her down. I didn’t see any need to. Her pants had no pockets, and I could see from how she tucked her shirt that she didn’t have a gun in her waistband. She wasn’t a threat. Not my threat. Not yet. “Miss Park, I have—.”

“Can I see your badge?” Linda asked. I rolled my eyes as I pulled my badge from the interior pocket of my jacket. “And... I’d like to see some ID.”

“Oh, my—. Ugh! You can’t be serious,” I groaned as I reached into my back pocket and gave her my driver’s license. “You know what? There wouldn’t be a back-and-forth if I were lying. There’s no use—.”

“Okay, Wallace. I’ve decided to go with you of my own volition,” Linda interrupted. I grabbed my badge and license before taking my cuffs out.

I took a deep breath, ignoring my irritation as I read Linda her rights. “Do you understand these rights as I’ve read them to you, Miss Park?” I questioned. She allowed me to cuff her as I spoke.

“Yes. Why am I being detained, Officer Wallace?” Linda asked indignantly. She smiled as if she knew she’d gotten under my skin.

“You are—. You’re under arrest for criminal trespass, breaking and entering, tampering with evidence, and I desperately wish I could charge you for being a thorn in my side,” I answered, “And that’s Detective West to you, Miss Park.” Linda tilted her head, laughing at me as I escorted her to the car. I told my partner that I had the trespasser in my custody. “Everyone calls me Detective West. It’s a professional courtesy.”

Linda playfully pouted. “But I like Wallace so much better,” Linda teased. I didn’t find her funny.

“I can’t revoke your right to remain silent—.”

Linda stopped moving forward and looked at me with a seriousness she didn’t have before. “Off the record, I want to talk to you about the serial killer’s signature,” Linda stated. Up until that moment, I was the only person who thought the recent slayings were connected. I didn’t have anything concrete to tie them together. I walked her to the car and opened the door.

“Why would you say that?” I asked as I buckled her in. She did it again. Her eyes caught mine, and I stared into them. Captivating. She demanded attention.

“Something strange about the last two,” Linda replied, “Not just the locations, but—. Detective Wallace… You can take me in and question me, but we see this case differently than everyone else. I saw you with the little girl.”

My stomach lurched at the thought. Two weeks ago. Thursday morning at nine a.m. The snapping of nitrile gloves and camera lenses. I felt a buzz in the air that was unlike anything I’d ever felt. The responding officer gagged as he pushed past me. His knees buckled, and I turned, watching him crumble. He fell to his hands and knees, vomiting in the grass as the other people on the scene stood immobile. I hadn’t seen the body yet. “Got a weak stomach, West?” Captain asked. I shook my head before I could think. “You sure? Because our best guy tossed his cookies when he saw the shit out there.” I swallowed hard.

I passed her, tiptoeing through the corn maze, following the clicking and snapping. I couldn’t hear a single peep throughout the whole farm. Hay and corn husks crunched under my feet. My heart beat faster than I could think. I didn’t know what I was looking at when I came upon it. Thin rods propped up a child’s silhouette. Thick, long, wavy hair hung in their face. I kept walking still. Then, I smelled her. Rank in the dry Kansas wind. I heard the buzz of flies. Her skin sloughed off her face and arms as if they’d melted. It was enough to make anyone sick to their stomach. The deceased child’s hands disturbed me the most. They were sewn together and propped up with rods stuck through her skin. The killer positioned her as if she’d said a prayer. Her eternal position. I turned in the same direction she faced. A crude scarecrow, head adorned with a crown of sunflowers. Faceless. Heartless. Soulless.

“Was it their scarecrow?” I asked, still not registering what I’d seen.

“Nuh—. No,” one of the uniforms answered. I nodded, looking closer at the victim.

Sunlight wasted itself on such an awful scene. The girl couldn’t have been any older than twelve. I shut my eyes, distancing myself from the emotions of the case. I opened my eyes, scanning the details of the scene. That was my issue. It wasn’t my first case by any means, but I was as green as green could get. I had a peculiar way of solving cases… And I couldn’t see past a theory until I exhausted every effort to disprove it. I couldn’t shake the habit, but it worked. It always worked.

That’s when I received an interruption. It sent shockwaves through my body like pins and needles. I’d met Linda before. “Excuse me! Detective! Detective, can I get a comment on the nature of this crime?” Linda shouted. I shook my head, but it wasn’t my first time seeing something of that nature.

Three murders toward the end of the summer seemed reminiscent of this crime. Grotesque posturing of the victims in various stages of decomposition. I felt like the various decomposition stages of the victims were connected to something. I hadn’t said anything because I couldn’t be sure.

“Religious,” I whispered as I returned to the moment. Linda blinked hard. “What were you looking for?”

“Well, Detective Wallace. I received a letter in my box at work,” Linda replied. I glanced at her feet. “It’s tucked away in my apartment.”

“West, you’re gonna want to see this,” he replied.

“Miss Park, whatever you happen to hear is off the record. Do you understand me? I will bring you in for obstruction of justice—.”

“Detective Wallace, are you gonna leave me here?” Linda asked.

“Okay… What’s in there? I know you went inside,” I questioned. Linda chewed her bottom lip. “I’ll uncuff you right now and call us even.”

“West?” my partner asked.

“I’ll be there in a second. I’m talking to a witness,” I answered. “What did you see, Miss Park?”

The light in her eyes faded, and she swallowed hard. “It’s a—.”

“Did they kill again?” I asked. Linda nodded. I unbuckled her seatbelt, removed her cuffs, and told her to stay in the car.

When I entered the barn, my partner grabbed my arm. “West, we gotta call the captain,” my partner whispered. The body was different from the others. It was a teenage boy’s body. He had long dark hair and wore a long white gown like a baby would wear at a christening. I took a pair of gloves out of my jacket pocket and pulled them on before approaching the body. He wasn’t cold, but his pulse was weak. He lay in a storage bin filled with warm water. And that’s when I saw what my partner saw.

“Michaels… This is the captain’s son, Cody,” I whispered, “Did you call a bus?” He nodded.

“Where’s your witness?” Michaels asked.

“In the car,” I answered, “She thought he was dead.”

Michaels cursed under his breath. “West, what’d your witness say?” Michaels questioned.

“She said a letter led her here… And she thought the captain’s son was dead,” I answered, “This guy wanted us to find Cody here.”

“And the question is: why?” Michaels asked. The ambulance sirens blared in the distance.

[whltlock]

CHAPTER 2/10 ★ Masterlist ★ Subscribe on AO3

Pairing: Jason Todd/AFAB!NB Reader, Minor Wally West/Reader

Summary: Some of Jason's memories return. You're included in them.

Tags: vague soulmates au, jason has temporary amnesia, Jason/Reader Endgame, Fluff and Angst, post-resurrection, Sexual Content, Happy Ending, Past Relationship.

WC: 1,818

After a tough night, you traipse into the kitchen and greet your guest with a tired, “Morning.”

Jason snaps out of his daze and meekly offers, “Hi.”

He’s taken a seat at the counter, but he still wears the blanket like a cape. He’s cute. You have to refrain from saying it aloud.

“Want some coffee?” you ask. You hold back an endearing nickname. It’s strange to want to fall back into routine with him.

“Sure.”

You busy yourself with the request, and Jason stares at your back. Although he wants to melt into your embrace, the yearning isn’t so strong this morning. He assumes it’s because he has you within arm’s reach. He watches how you move with practised ease. It’s a comfort that you’re unbothered by his presence; it means you feel safe with him. At least, the old him. He’s not sure that Jason exists anymore.

Soon enough, you present him with a mug. He takes it and tries to smile gratefully. It’s more of a grimace. You don’t mind.

“I have to work today, but you can stick around,” you tell him over the top of your coffee.

Jason stiffens. He doesn’t want to be without you. Makes the confusion rage within him. He doesn’t voice it.

“I can grab you something after if you’d like. Matcha? Pastries?”

He must like them, he thinks. You know best in this situation, so he nods.

You smile like he’s said something funny. “Which one?”

Whichever brings you back to me the quickest.

“Matcha,” he decides. “Thank you.”

God, he wants to ask what your name is, but it feels like a betrayal to you both.

“S’okay, Jason.” You leave your cup in the sink and pause at his side. Ever so slowly, your hand catches his shoulder. He observes, blank-faced. You sigh at how long his curls have grown in captivity. You wonder how the bone-white streak got there.

“What?” he asks, worried you’re upset with him.

“Nothing, I…” Your knuckles rise but stop mid-air. He looks at them, then at your face. Cautiously, he leans in to meet them. He lets you skim his jaw because of how it softens your expression.

He’s warm from being wrapped up in the blanket all night. His stubble is coarse. You’ve never seen him with so much hair. “I missed you, s’all,” you murmur, gentle as you continue to caress him.

He can’t do much but let you savour the moment. The idea of anyone else touching him is horrifying, but you—you’re okay. It’s the one thing he does know.

You give him a final pet before your hand drops. “Sorry,” you say sheepishly. Jason’s a stranger in your life now, so you need to respect his boundaries. “I’ll see you later.”

Jason watches the hook latch onto you and tracks the line as it unreels.

Jason soon discovers that the method to make matcha is embedded in his muscle memory.

Once you realise, you let him do it for himself. He’s shy to ask for most things. You can only hope to draw him from his shell as time goes on.

He doesn’t talk much about his death, nor does he often ask questions. You suppose it’s a lot to deal with at once, so you don’t think it's too strange.

He only eats when you’re around, and he doesn’t eat a whole lot when he does. You have to coax him to take a few extra bites with every meal. He’d previously mumbled something about ‘not having much of an appetite these days.’ It makes your blood boil knowing he was starved so badly before his demise.

Jason only naps. He finds it hard to do so when it’s quiet, and equally hard when it’s noisy. There’s no safe time when the nightmares won’t creep in, so he avoids it for the most part. You scold him for it. He’s running out of ways to distract you. There’s only so many times he can use ‘I remembered something’ before you strangle him. Especially when it’s just bullshit like a street name.

You ask him to stay each night so he knows he’s welcome. Apprehensively, he does. He has nowhere else to go without tipping off his family, and he can’t wander far without heartache. So, he stays and he broods and he waits for a miracle.

You tread through the apartment hall towards your bedroom, although you stop when you spot Jason in front of your bookcase. He stares at the photo frames there, eyes scoping out each person. He finds Dick first.

“West,” he says next.

Your mouth pulls up. “You recognise him?”

Jason nods. He picks him out of the line up. He also notices how Wally leans into you, cosier compared to the rest of the group. He’s yet again left to wonder how long he’s been gone.

“Anyone else?” you ask.

“Troy.” And he keeps going because each name he recites lessens the tension in your shoulders.

Cheekily, you point yourself out. “Who’s that?”

Jason sighs overdramatically. “The devil in disguise.”

You elbow him despite how it amuses you. He smiles at you shyly.

“You could just tell me, you know,” he says.

Your smile turns coyer. “Where’s the fun in that?”

He rolls his eyes, but still, he promises, “It’ll come to me.”

You sleep on the floor at the foot of the couch when Jason needs to rest. It’s the only way he’ll relax enough to doze off, so you don’t mind. It’s nice to watch him slip into peacefulness. It’s nicer to sleep near him again, even if you’re not tangled in each other’s arms. There’s a sense of safety in it despite how you’re now the one who watches over him relentlessly.

You’re semi-conscious in that strange state before proper sleep; the one where you can hear your own thoughts as well as the ongoings of the outside world. Your head lolls backwards against the cushions and Jason’s blanket. His scent envelopes you and you nuzzle into it. However, you’re jolted from your stupor by a foot to the head. “Ow,” you grouse as you rub the spot.

It’s another beat before you become aware of someone hyperventilating. You jerk upwards and clamber onto the couch without another thought. You slot yourself into the sliver of space that’s left. “Hey, I’m here,” you say, hands landing on his knees. Jason writhes under the touch. “I got you. You’re safe, I promise.”

His eyes are glassy as they frantically scan the room. “I—” He chokes on whatever he tries to get out.

“It’s okay, Jason. I got you, alright?” you whisper, hoping to soothe him.

He looks at you and his expression breaks your heart. There’s snot and sweat and tears streaming down his face. His chest heaves with every breath. You rub his leg. “Breathe,” you say quietly. “In, one, two, three; out, one, two, three, remember?”

He nods half-heartedly as he tries to mimic the routine.

You lean across him to grab a tissue from the coffee table. But unexpectedly, when you return to your haunches, his body crashes into yours. You feel his small sobs shudder against your shoulder. Your head drops against his. “I got you, don’t worry,” you say as you wrap an arm around him. You murmur it into his hair like an incantation.

“The last thing before—” he cries. “My mom.” The words crack. He becomes a broken music box of repetition: my mom, my mom, my mom.

You don’t know how to comfort him. Sheila died with him, but you don’t think she’s been resurrected too.

He answers for you. “I tried to save her,” he babbles. “I tried, I did—”

“Jason,” you say firmly, “there’s not a single part of me that doubts that. You did everything you could. You died protecting her.”

He bleats, “Could’ve done more—”

“Don’t you dare say that.” You breathe in deeply, trying not to shake. He gave his all to his mom. He lost it all for her. “You gave her every opportunity to choose different.” You exhale, stroke his hair. “She chose wrong.”

At that, he quietens; snuggles closer to listen to your heartbeat. To convince himself you’re right.

The miracle arrives two days later.

He slinks behind you while you potter about the stove. You toss ingredients together in a frying pan. It smells good, but he thinks his news is worth burning the food for.

“I remembered something.”

You laugh without turning around. “Damn it, Jason, I’m making this for you—”

“Your name,” he says, and he slips closer. It’s like now that he has the key, he’s being called to the lock. The puzzle of his mind and his life can be solved with these secrets, surely.

You freeze where you are. He sees the muscles in your throat work to contain your feelings. “Yeah?”

“Mhm.”

It catches you off guard when his forehead dips and lays against your shoulder blade. The breath from his nostrils makes you shiver. The moment is intense and overwhelming as you wait for him to speak.

And then he says your name. He says it a few times, in actuality. Forces it to sink into your skin. Uses his nose to burrow it thoroughly.

If this is his home, then relearning your name just means he’s opened a window to let a fresh breeze in—air out the dust.

The words wobble as you ask, “You know me?”

“There’s gaps,” he muffles against your back, “but I know you.” He says your name again for good measure so you believe it’s true.

You turn in a flurry and throw your arms around him. He’s crushed into the hug and he welcomes the way your chest racks against his.

You shouldn’t be trying to recreate Niagara Falls, but the floodgates have cracked. Your sobs are damn near hysterical, but Jason just holds you as he lets his own tears escape.

For some reason, it hurts as much as the day you lost him, even though he’s right there. Maybe it’s the missing time. Maybe it’s just the utter tragedy of it.

Some people get a second chance. No one gets one like this.

Jason sinks into the crook of your neck and revels in your warmth and love. It’s been too long since he felt anything but the cold earth. “You kicked my ass when we first met,” he says against your throat. “It was damn sexy.”

You laugh through your tears. He goes on to recount the little flashes he remembers—the random things he knows about you. How you prefer mandarins to oranges, salty to sweet, and how you need to be kissed at least six times a day.

Jason doesn’t let go until he stitches the dam back together. And it might be duct taped, but it’s the best tool he has right now.

[bigskydreaming]

AU where the DickKory wedding doesn’t happen as planned like in the comics, but here its because their friends, instead of just gossipping to each other about ‘what Dick did’ and how this is a mistake because he’s just trying to prove something and Kory’s just going along with it because she was shaken up by what happened too and kinda feels a need to feel/see it proven by him....

And instead, the other Titans (specifically looking at Wally, Roy, Garth and Donna, seeing as how those were the four who had plenty to say to EACH OTHER about their concerns but without any - except for Donna to Kory, and I maintain it wasn’t exactly the RIGHT thing to say - actually saying it TO them)....

No, instead here, they sit Dick and Kory down and ask why they’re really doing this and what's it all actually for, and when it comes out that Dick literally proposed in the heat of an argument about trying to convince Kory he never would have slept with Mirage if he’d known she wasn’t Kory, that she’s the only one he wants to be with and he was just desperate for her to believe it....well FINALLY this clusterfuck of chuckleheads pulls their heads out of their collective keister and starts looking at how FUCKED UP Dick is over all of this, and thinks back to the many, MANY times and ways he’s clearly displayed feelings of being deeply violated by what happened and how he was tricked, manipulated, didn’t want any of this, etc, etc. 

And because they’re actually superheroes who are familiar with victims of all kinds and not dumbasses who are so quick to blame the lifelong friend noted specifically by everyone who meets him for his enduring LOYALTY at all times, in all cases - in fact, how often do these very same people give Dick shit about being TOO loyal to people even when they don’t deserve it, like when has an ability to commit EVER been this man’s problem, like who are you even talking to here - and like.....they finally get their heads on straight and go hang on, let’s take a beat. I feel like we maybe rushed to judgment and didn’t totally think through what happened here and now we’re thinking it sounds a lot more like rape which means Dick did nothing wrong and has nothing to prove and Kory can reaffirm what she’s always believed and only had shaken for a time, that Dick’s love for her is real and honest.

And they can then without any hurt feelings or implications as to the longterm viability of their relationship, call the wedding off as they recognize the proposal for what it actually WAS, aka part of Dick’s literal ongoing trauma response as he tried to reconcile his deep-down knowledge that he was a victim here, he’d been victimized, violated and betrayed by someone he had trusted to be a teammate, not unlike other times he’s been betrayed by people like Terra or had to feel the visceral feelings of betrayal even when it wasn’t their fault, like more recently when it was a possessed Joey who was mocking Dick while holding him captive and then y’know, getting murdered right in front of him, and Dick is very much not OKAY because of all of this. 

Because its all hitting him in places where he is PARTICULARLY vulnerable because of parallel experiences he can’t help but associate with betrayal and manipulation and the subsequent experiences/feelings of being turned on and blamed by his friends for what he feels then is his responsibility to take sole accountability for, so all of this is very familiar, hits right to the bone of a lot of Dick’s core issues, and this time it just happens to all be compounded by the betrayal/victimization being deeply personal in a way none of the prior situations were, as well as being compounded by how nobody else seemed to even recognize he’d BEEN a victim.

And then by focusing on THAT instead of just gossipping about the SYMPTOM of his not being okay that was his shotgun proposal - which they all literally agreed only happened because Dick wasn’t okay - Dick and Kory can just mutually agree that they aren’t actually ready to get married, something both of them actually were very aware of and just trying to pretend otherwise, but they can further agree that its not a BAD thing they’re not ready to get married, it doesn’t mean they’ll NEVER be in the right place to get married, that this just isn’t it. Them not being actually ready to get married here and now, that has nothing to do with their RELATIONSHIP and everything in the world to do just with the specific reasons the proposal even happened, and their feelings and what they hoped to prove/be convinced of because of all that.

Meaning they then take a step back, Dick can get the help he needs with the support of Kory and his friends, and at some future point in his recovery, he and Kory can shift their focus back onto their relationship, mutually, leading to them eventually reaching the stage where they ARE ready to get married and one of them proposes to the other for the actual right reasons (which are really just, hey I love you and I want to marry you, its exactly that deep) and then they do get married and eventually start a family and things are still dramatic and chaotic and superhero-y but DUH, that’s because they’re SUPERHEROES, but they can still have a happy, healthy family life, the Kents do it all the damn time, and so can they....in this case they literally just needed a little help from their friends, so AU where that’s what they give them for their wedding gift. A ‘hey, call off your damn wedding,’ share circle.

Bonus points of course are that if the wedding never happens, DarkSide!Raven is left waiting in the wings and never gets her dramatic entrance moment to be like “Why yes, I object!” and so she misses her window and Kory and Dick are from that point on so surrounded by friends she never gets a good opening to possess Kory with the demon seed, so Kory never has to deal with ANY of that nonsense, because the LAST thing either Kory, Dick or their relationship needs to deal with, is MORE possession/brainwashing/mind control bullshit. Like enough already. They more than filled their quota. Let another happy couple dabble in the Being Possessed or Mind Controlled field for a change. Dick and Kory are MORE than happy to share. They aren’t going for a monopoly here.

[shrinkthisviolet]

Lavi’s Masterlist

[MCU]

i love you (so please let me go)

oneshot

peter, ned, & mj-centric

ways to say i love you

series of oneshots (complete!!)

based on this tumblr post

peter & mj-centric (guest-starring other characters)

a study in michelle jones-watson (feat. the people who know her best)

oneshot

mj as told through the eyes of others

epistolary (sorta)

this pain would(n’t) be for evermore

5 times michelle saw peter + 1 time peter saw mj

from pre-hoco to nwh’s cafe scene

how to get powers (without really trying)

episode 1 of ms marvel nudged to the left

aka: what if kamala humored her parents

also she has stretchy powers in this (she just also glows!!)

when i’m like this (you’re the one i trust)

muneeba’s pov from the end of ep 5 to midway thru ep 6 (with some kamala pov at the end!)

some pre-relationship karmala (kareem x kamala) and muneeba has her suspicions 👀

muneeba & kamala also talk superheroism!!

[Stargirl]

would it really kill you (if we kissed)?

the car scene from 3x03

canon compliant

these two are so in love but so shy about it!!

[The Flash]

reaching up to touch the sky (WIP)

series of oneshots and multichaps

OC: jesse morgan wells, preferred name morgan (hence the shorthand name “morgan wells AU”)

multiple povs eventually

lowkey also a fix-it in some places (not a full rewrite)

RUTTTS AUs/What-Ifs (Also technically a WIP)

Morgan AU ‘verse AUs

currently just the childhood friends AU (Barry & Morgan’s parents become friends, and thus, they meet very early on before being separated due to parental death/arrest)

all love ever does is (begin again)

oneshot

barry post-flashpoint + his grieving process

ft. harry’s good advice that he should really follow 💀

you can’t count on anyone (especially your heroes)

oneshot

what is thawne’s backstory now, after so many timeline changes?

canon-compliant

wreck my plans (that’s my man)

oneshot

iris-centric, post-s3

Let WOC Feel Their Feelings!!

just like a tornado (she’s taking us by storm)

5x18 fix-it (aka “how about y’all talk to future iris instead of arguing and saying things like ‘she’s working with thawne so she must be evil’ and ‘maybe thawne isn’t that bad’”)

based on this tumblr post i wrote over a year ago

iris west-allen defense squad

all your backlogged dreams (and how you left them all to me)

wally meets linda!

angst about barry because this is post-s3 😭 iris and wally are Struggling

missing scene/canon compliant

got my mind made up (and i can’t let go)

oneshot

nora & future iris & wally family feels 🥰

nora goes to wally for help instead of thawne

wallinda + implied noralia

an hour in a week (to focus on my thoughts)

oneshot

iris & harry, iris-centric, missing scene during 3x22

whumpril + angstpril

Let WOC Feel Their Feelings!!

somebody heal me from my pain

oneshot

savitar pov during the s9/series finale

thawne & savitar + nora & savitar (the interactions we deserved to see!!)

the little things (give you away)

oneshot

iris pov during 3x22

saviris missing scene (they talk while savitar has iris captive)

[Star Wars]

Shatterpoint (WIP)

series of oneshots, multichaps for the movies

skywalker triplets: luke skywalker, leia organa, and lucy kenobi

multiple povs eventually

obi-wan gets a kid of his own to raise and gets more attached to her than he ever expected

i just wanna see you (be brave)

oneshot

leia’s pov

jyn & leia friendship (we were robbed)

when you help someone (you help everyone)

oneshot

jedi haja estree

survivor’s guilt is a heck of a thing…also just because he SAYS he’s not a jedi doesn’t make it true

silence that only comes (when two people understand each other)

oneshot, minor canon divergence from tlj

rey almost drowns, luke saves her, and they bond!!

finnpoe and reyrose hinted (my beloveds!!)

you were bigger (than the whole sky)

oneshot, andor-family-centric

minor spoilers up to ep 3 of andor

aka “local child of immigrants got super attached to cassian’s assimilation story and wrote 1k words about it”

come in, the water is(n’t) fine

2 chapters, 10k words

sith luke, pov rey

kylo being less awful than canon

a smidge tfa-divergent, ignores tlj and tros

[House of Anubis]

how dare you march (into my heart)

oneshot

joy as peddie’s matchmaker during the ball (lowkey alfie too 😂)

Everyone Ships It

[Cobra Kai/Karate Kid]

stay gold (WIP)

ck time travel au

6-ish multichap fics planned, 2 complete, 1 in progress

woman-centered—specifically, sam, tory, and aisha, but others get to shine too!

shamelessly spitting in the face of show canon :)

don’t you dream impossible things?

ck superpowers au (really just canon + superpowers) series

some canon divergence at my discretion because i make the rules :)

updates during ckhalloween…other than that…maybe? But no guarantees

Lavi’s All-Valley Drabbles

ongoing collection of drabbles from the allvalley100 challenge on Tumblr!

not sure if it’ll be marked complete? But I don’t really count it as a wip since all drabbles are standalone (unless stated otherwise)

i promise (i’ll do better)

oneshot

daniel & anthony-centric

a rewrite of That Scene in s4

you are loved (more than you know)

oneshot

continuation of this oneshot

amanda & sam-centric

time enough to live (never time to die)

oneshot

avalon high au (basically king arthur + co are reincarnated)

(aka “avalon kai” 😂)

you’ll be alright (come morning light)

oneshot

post-3x10

aka the aftermath of a home invasion

(technically canon compliant i think?)

i should’ve asked you (how to be)

oneshot

continuation of this oneshot sorta? Like...a stand-alone sequel in the same universe 😂

anthony can teleport, sam can make forcefields, & daniel has the same power as the linked oneshot

lavi’s ck halloween 2021

oneshots written for ckhalloween!

all are standalone

you’re alive (so alive) in my head

oneshot

continuation of this oneshot

daniel has Feelings about mr. miyagi + concerned johnny & amanda

not even remotely canon-compliant anymore (*glares at s4*) but i still love it!

and then the bad things happen (they happen because of you)

oneshot

3x10 nudged to the left (daniel + johnny remember that robby is a Child In Danger)

[ATLA/LOK]

history is gonna change (WIP)

bumizumi time travel au

three multichap fics planned, 1 in progress

updates are sporadic

main gehra tamas tu sunehra savera (main tera)

story beats of hasaisha applied to maiko

inspired by ms marvel ep 5 but no knowledge of the show required!

worldbuilding is the same, but the backstory is changed

i hate to look at your face (and know that you’re feeling different)

izumi & zuko feels

Izumi Learns How Zuko Got The Scar

(also she’s 13 for maximum angst)

i dare you (to love) (WIP(?))

atla soulmate au

series of standalone oneshots

platonic + romantic! And self-chosen (the series page explains what I mean 😂)

wake that spirit, i wanna hear it

series of oneshots written for Aang Week 2021!

aang-centric ofc, some kataang

lavi does maiko halloweek 2020

oneshots written for Fall Maiko Week 2020

also featuring a Coraline AU that I’m incredibly proud of 🥰

it feels impossible (it’s not)

twoshot

ty lee-centric

air nomad (but not airbender) ty lee

we could go make history (or we could rest in peace)

oneshot

evil zuko au

au where zuko is firelord, azula was the one banished, and ozai is dead

[Ted Lasso]

just don’t go (just meet me in the afterglow)

oneshot

roy x keeley, dani x jamie

[Misc]

Bad Things Happen Bingo

multifandom series

standalone installments

see this post for details

if i told you the reasons why (would you take my hand tonight?) - Escape the Night*

oneshot

2nd person pov

ro & matt, if they were the last ones standing and matt’s resurrection had consequences

Belle of the Fall - Escape the Night*

oneshot

in which lele was working for the evil all along

did she give up (or did she move on)? - Who Killed Markiplier ‘verse*

oneshot

celci & dorene interaction during iswm part 1!

some quotes taken from May You Always Be Satisfied, which I highly recommend 💞

*All fics about ETN and WKM are written about the characters, not the real people

[sur-un-fil]

(My) Final BATIM cast part 2/3

7. Susie by @inkskxtch

Her design has evolved a bit since then, but I really like this version of blonde Susie, a bit plump, full of confidence... Really interesting :)

8. Malice by @the-hellion-studio

Fullmondagger has written a few fics about his AU (which are really great, his Joey is wonderful) and this Malice is not really the one he developed. But... She's a knockout. I think she's beautiful and absolutely captivating.

9. Norman/ The projectionist by @mwolf0epsilon

I'm not really familiar with this AU, but I like the design of this Projectionist, and the idea that Norman had a lot of family. It makes the fact that he's been searching in the dark for something for years quite touching.

10. Jack by @ink-inmersion-au

I think he looks as kind and gentle as his voice suggests :)

11. Wally by @esthyradler

Okay, I'm pretty sure it's an older man in the game but I haven't found an older representation of Wally ^^’. I think this one is really nice, and as spicy as his lines would suggest.)

12. Bertrum by @bertrumstrousers

I really like the idea of Bertrum being as big as his ego XD. He's a nice character, well characterized.

13. Grant by @esthyradler

I have a soft spot for Grant. And here I love the disheveled look he has, his dark circles, his thinness and his tired expression. His vision of the Studio? " Its like taking care of a bunch of kids while everyone want you dead and everything is in fire." Great :)