#cw injury and implied mcd

[goodlucktai]

16 for the dialogue prompts?

dialogue prompts

16. “God, I’m so sorry, it’ll be over soon, I promise.”

@dandywonderous im so sorry about this in advance 🥹

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When they were little, and they started wearing masks because Mikey wanted to be like the heroes he watched in Saturday morning cartoons, Donnie asked Splinter to cut the tails of his short so they wouldn’t get in his way.

Leo thought that was a crazy decision, because if the tails were short they wouldn’t match Raph’s. 

“So?” Donnie said, unscrewing the bottom panel of the oscillating fan he stole from Splinter’s room. 

“So what?” Leo said. 

“So what if I don’t match Raph? I don’t have to,” Donnie pointed out, a seven year old at his most reasonable.

His twin blinked, then his striped cheeks puffed out, brow furrowing, fully not understanding the question. He wanted to do everything Raphie did, but denied it when anyone told him so. 

This certain proof of that behavior made Donnie smile, quiet and indulgent the way he only ever was for his other half, but only when it was just the two of them. 

Leo whined and kicked his feet but Donnie wouldn’t tell him what was funny. 

Those long blue mask tails are sodden and heavy as Donnie shifts them out of the way, leaving a sickening trail of red where they drag against Leo’s neck and shoulder. 

They’re pinned down, what’s left of the tunnel groaning and shifting around them, at least three Technodromes filling the sky outside. Donnie can feel the hum of impending doom in his teeth. 

“Hush, Nardo,” Donnie whispers, hand clamped over Leo’s mouth hard, even though it cuts him to have to do this. “You can’t scream, mellizo. Hush.”

His twin writhes, digging at Donnie’s grip with desperate fingers. His chest is heaving, eyes wild with pain. The rosy glow of Raph’s ninpo is all they have to see by as the projection hovers above them in case of another collapse. In the dim light, Donnie can almost pretend it’s mud he’s kneeling in, warm and slick and pooling at an alarming rate from the slab of concrete that Leo’s right arm has been crushed under.  

The safe zone has been compromised. It’s devastating, but not at all surprising. Two of their scouts didn’t report in when they should have, baseline humans who didn’t have a hope of resisting the Krang’s method of interrogation, so it was only a matter of time before the enemy came knocking. 

April, Mikey and Cass have been evacuating their people and transporting supplies in and out of sunny orange portals all morning while Draxum, Hob and Usagi guarded their every move with eagle-eyed vigilance. 

Donnie, Raph and Leo were holding the Krang at bay for every extra second that they could, but they stayed out there a second too long. 

Now Leo is bleeding and the Krang hounds are prowling, their horrible faces scraping the ground as they sniff out that rich source of life, and Donnie’s mind is blank with panic. They’re trapped, and if he lets go then Leo will scream and bring death down on them, and if he doesn’t then death will come anyway, with teeth and venom.

“Shhh, Lilo,” Donnie tries to soothe, imagining Leo’s sweet, bright ‘shhh yourself, Dodo!’ in place of the uncomprehending whine he gets in response. “God, I’m so sorry. It’ll be over soon, I promise.”

Maybe we should pray, he thinks wildly. Not to god, because that would be a spectacular waste of breath, but to one of the people who left the party early and might be willing to toss a miracle or two in their direction. Papa, or Gram-gram, or April’s mom. 

The red projection surrounding them begins to shrink. Slowly, making sure the rocks above and around them won’t shift, until the ninpo is just a warm glow beneath Raph’s skin. Donnie feels a rush of relief and anticipation—Raph has a plan, Raph will tell him what to do. 

Raph puts one arm around Donnie’s shoulders and cups Leo’s face with his other hand, stroking his cheek with the pad of his thumb. Blood smears beneath his fingers. His expression is hard to read in the dark underground. 

“You’ll be alright, big man,” Raph murmurs, all conviction, as if he can make it true out of sheer love. If anyone could, it would be him. Then he says, “Donnie, can you cut him out?”

The question makes his stomach lurch with nausea, bitter and acidic, but it’s a question that he can answer. After fighting in a three-turtle team for the better part of two hours, Donnie’s ninpo feels like coffee dregs left in the bottom of an empty pot. He has enough strength left that he could summon a tool for an emergency amputation, but only that. 

“Not quickly,” he says pointedly, “or quietly.”

Raph nods. He just sits there for a minute, holding them. They don’t have a minute and Raphie knows that but he’s just holding them. Donnie’s heart begins to race in a brand-new direction, some frightened thing in his very center sitting up and taking notice. 

Donatello has always been an incredible number of things, not all of them good or noble or worth bragging about, but above all else, at the end of each and every day, he was Raphael’s little brother. 

Donnie didn’t imitate him when they were kids—didn’t wear his mask tails long or find reasons to follow him around—but he was every firm hug Donnie needed to keep his skin from itching when life got too loud. He was an attentive, listening audience when Donnie had to talk about the things pingponging around in his mind without being interrupted or he’d scream. He was the large hands that held Donnie’s, the snaggle-toothed face that smiled in encouragement, when Donnie learned to walk. 

Donnie knew him fundamentally. Intrinsically. A textbook he never had to study, knowledge that grew up with him from the first moment he opened his eyes to the big, bright world. That’s how he knew what was about to happen the second before it did. 

“No,” Donnie says hoarsely. “Please don’t.” 

“Raphie’s gotcha,” Raph says warmly, the last steadfast and solid and remarkably kind thing left in the apocalypse.

He reaches down and presses the panic button on Donnie’s gauntlet. The alert activates with a bright pinging sound effect, echoing twice in their little disaster-made cavern as it’s received by Leo and Raph’s comms, and the Krang hounds nearby whine and bark in excitement. Their claws churn up earth and rock as they start to run.

Raph spares a second to press a kiss against Donnie’s temple, and another to Leo’s forehead, and then he’s gone. The light goes with him. Donnie shakes like a leaf, unreasonably cold, unable to think. 

Leo is half out of his mind by now, sobbing and jerking at his trapped limb, but all his agony is soundly drowned out by the brutal battle Raphael is leading far away from them. 

“Hush,” Donnie whispers, eyes stinging so badly he can hardly keep them open, tears dripping endlessly down his face. “It’ll be over soon.”

[batrogers]

GUIDE TO MY AO3: GENERAL

Hi, I have way too much writing and want to be able to find it easier myself. Hopefully this helps you, too.

My own AU That Broken Promise can be found here for a guide to art/music/bios, or here to just understand the writing portions.

My Linked Universe works can be found here.

My work for other AUs (Recalled, Ageless Soul AU, the Dark Chain, and Bad End Links) is here.

My NSFW list (including doubles from all other AUs) is here.

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Everything below the cut here is intended to be read as "General Zelda" works. Everything here will NOT have graphic sexual content (may contain M-rated sex), so an E-rating means it contains graphic gore.

It's organized per game, per a timeline order I use personally which places HW in Child and BOTW & the First Calamity in downfall.

Enjoy!

MY LONG FICS:

BLUE GEM EARRINGS, (unfinished) novelization of Ocarina of Time adult era, after answering how does seven years lost make one ready to wield a sword? What if it was seven years lived in another time? Rated M, 38K. Complete up to the end of Water Temple. A CANDLE IN THE DARKNESS, Ravio’s POV of Link Between Worlds, why he left and how he took care of Link. Graphic violence, and brief references to past dubcon Ravio/Yuga. Rated M, 18K words.

THE PRINCE OF HYRULE, a “first Calamity” fic, mostly written pre-TOTK coming out with some minor trailer/game details. MCD/Graphic violence tragedy. Zelda does not know she's Zelda (trans), and Link does not know he's Link (human Zonai.) M-rated, 38K words.

IN THE SHADOW OF DEATH, a standalone Link’s Meet horror fic set in Breath of the Wild. (Temporary) Major Character Death and Graphic violence, and did I mention this was horror? E-rated, 55K words.

JUST BREATHE, a (very old) novelization of Breath of the Wild, based off my second playthrough of the game. CW for graphic violence, temporary character death and implied/referenced past sexual abuse. Rated M, 148K words.

Related to Just Breathe, are two works:

FIVE THINGS NEVER REMEMBERED, rated M for mature themes, implied non-con, and death aftercare.

TO THE BRINK OF DESTRUCTION, rated M for graphic violence and implied MCD: the story of the last four pictures of the memories.

ONE-SHOTS:

[Note: some of these are listed elsewhere as AU backstory fics, but the ones included here do not require familiarity with the AU to understand.]

IT WOULD BE ENOUGH, pre-Skyward Sword era. Human Fierce Deity/Hylia's Chosen Hero. The Sword rescues the Lord of Falintere from his imprisonment, but he fears he's come too late to save his friend. Rated T for non-graphic injury.

MY DAUGHTER WILL NEED A SWORD, pre-Skyward Sword era. Fierce Deity/Hylia, human!Fierce Deity fic. Rated M for sex, graphic violence, and MCD.

GHOST STORY, mixed eras but primarily a Hylia's Chosen Hero and Skyward Sword fic, about Hylia's relationship with her heroes. Emotionally violent, rated M & CNTW.

WHERE DEMONS HAVE GONE BEFORE, post-Skyward Sword ZeLink, rated M for graphic injury and fade-to-black sex.

RAGE AGAINST THAT DYING LIGHT, post-Ocarina of Time. Implied past GanLink, renewed Civil War. Rated E for war crimes, graphic violence and MCD.

SECOND CHANCES, crackship Wind Waker Ganondorf/Fierce Deity. Rated M for near-drowning, discussion of past trauma, and consensual sex.

THOUGH THERE BE FURY ON THE WAVES, post-Phantom Hourglass/post-Wind Waker fic with CD-i Easter Eggs. Rated E for graphic violence towards a minor, among other things.

IN THE HAND OF FATE, Twilight Princess puppet Zelda fight. Rated E for graphic violence (including mouth trauma) and temporary character death.

FIVE TIMES LINK HURT HIMSELF (AND WHEN HE STOPPED) Four Swords Adventures. Rated M for interpersonal violence and mature themes.

REFLECTIONS OF AN UNFAMILIAR FACE, Hyrule Warriors, Link finds Ravio. Rated T for mature themes, and implied dubcon/noncon.

CIGAR, Hyrule Warriors, Spirit Tracks-as-Toon Link, Link shipping. First kiss fic, rated M for making out and smoking.

IN ACCORDANCE WITH ORDERS, Hyrule Warriors, abusive Lana and Spirit-Tracks-as-Toon Link, Linkshipping. Rated M for abusive relationship dynamics, discussion of dubious consent, and attempted murder.

MINE. Hyrule Warriors Link was given a “gift” by Lana early in the war, to make him more of the Hero everyone expected him to be but now that it’s over he wants things back the way they were. Rated M for discussion of past abuse, flashbacks, and body/gender dysphoria.

KISS ON THE CHEEK, Echoes of Wisdom Link falls into the Still World again, but this time he finds he's met his match... Among other things. Rated M for graphic violence and healing factor.

TWO PATHS DIVERGE, Post-Link to the Past, pre-Oracles, Link finished his adventure and never wanted to hold a sword again. He married, and had children, and then the Gods laid down another blow. Rated T for dark, mature themes.

SUSHI, Mermaid Link AU. Ravio finds a mermaid tangled in a net, seemingly dead, and aims to scavenge it for parts to sell. Rated M for graphic injury.

A NEW AGE, post-Zelda I/pre-Zelda II. Link discovers the blood curse, and finally reaches out to Zelda for help. Rated M for graphic violence and mature themes.

THE LOST LITTLE BIRD, Age of Calamity sword pull, rewritten to answer why Link didn't have the sword already. Rated T for mature themes and moderate violence.

DESERVED, post-BOTW Link confronts Zelda about things she won’t tell him about his past. Who decides what he deserves to know or not?

GET UNDER MY SKIN, mid-TOTK, Ganondorf as companion AU. The Yiga take him prisoner and triumphantly offer him a captured Link who came to his rescue, but Dragmire doesn't take orders from anyone. Rated E for graphic violence.

WANTS AND NEEDS, post-TOTK. Link loses his arm to complications after rescuing Zelda and has to cope. Rated M for graphic injury and PTSD. Technically incomplete but works for now as standalone.

TAXATION IN HYRULE, Exactly what it says on the tin kind of meta analysis. Rated G.

SHORT FICTION:

SHE OFFERED A CHOICE (about Farore & the Fierce Deity)

SHEPHERD'S PIE (OoT MaLink)

WAGES OF WAR (Post-OoT Link & the Gerudo)

SCOLD'S BRIDLE (FSA Vio Link)

YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO GET HURT (FSA, Shadow/Vio)

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS (HW Link & Sheik)

WHO HURT YOU (HW Toon Link & Link)

A NEW FRIEND (BOTW Link & Guardian concept art)

BOTTOMLESS SWAMP (BOTW Link & Malice damage)

FLINCH (BOTW Zelda & Link)

WATCHFUL NIGHTS (LU Time & Legend)

GORE SNIPS (Collected M & E rated short violence)

FLUFF DUMP (Collected G-M rated short fiction)

META SERIES:

"Feral Tropes" & Civilization (and the Prompt List)

The Twilight Princess Resistance

Linked Universe Time has PTSD (One, Two, Three)

ART:

WAGES OF WAR, rated E for violence (branding), post-Ocarina of Time torture

BUT NOT LIKE THIS, rated E for violence (head trauma), comic of “Rage Against That Dying Light”

JUST A GAME, rated E for violence (beheading), artwork for “Having Fun Yet?” by @triforce-of-mischief

BLOOD OF MY BLOOD, rated E for violence (gaping chest wound), artwork for King of Hyrule by @rebornofstars

[highcaliberstupidity]

Brain had sad MCD/MCI Ghoap thoughts last night so now all of you get to suffer with me.

Ghost/Soap, straight-up angst, nothing but angst

CW - Implied Main Character Death/Major Injury (Ending is ambiguous, can be taken either way)

I see everyone always talking about the 'So you do like me' when Soap gets any sort of major injury or dies in a fic. But I have yet to see anything centered around the lines

"You have a heart?"

"A cold one."

So just, hear me out here, lemme cook

There's blood everywhere, and Soap's so, so pale. Med Evac is on the way, but there's no telling if they'll get there in time. He's weak, barely able to close his hands into a fist when he grabs onto Ghost's tac vest.

"Guess it wasn't so cold after all, eh Simon?" And it's whispered in a voice so hoarse and scratchy, a cracked, blood-filled smile weak on Soap's face.

"It was you, you asshole. Your the one that fucking warmed it." Ghost just hisses, trying to choke down a full-body sob. "So you don't get to fucking die MacTavish, you started this shit so now your going to stick around and deal with it!" And he's holding him so hard he'd be leaving bruises if Soap had enough blood in him to bruise with.

"Knew there was more to ya, a sweet, bonnie lad hiding under that mask." And Soap's grin is crooked, and his eyes are fluttering as his grip starts to loosen.

"Don't you dare Johnny, don't you fucking dare!" And Ghost can't stop it now, he can't stop the sob that shakes through him when he grabs at his face, and he feels like he's going to hyperventilate. "You keep your goddamn eyes open, do you hear me?!"

But Soap isn't really listening now, shivers wracking his sweating body as he lifts a hand up and gropes, weak and shakey at the edge of his mask.

"Can I see ya, just one more time, Si?"

And it's said so broken and pathetically, and Ghost wants to scream at him, tell him no because that'll make him stay if he can't see his face, he can't die, they can fix him. But he yanks it off anyway, and he can't stop the tears when he sees that sad smile on Soap's face.

"Please, please just hold on." Ghost chokes out the words between tears, turning his face into Soap's hand when it brushes weakly against his cheek, shaking.

"F-fuckin... b-beautiful.. S-Simon..." and then his hand slips away, falling limp, and Simon moves without thought, perfect autopilot taking over as he drops him into the dirt and begins CPR.

And he begs, sobs, and pleads with Soap's still form, heedless of his unmasked face and the rotor wash kicking up dirt and wind, of the voices and boots rushing toward them.

He has to save him, he has to fucking save him because he doesn't want to be cold anymore.

[whywouldisayprinter]

TW BLOOD

"I'm the one who was supposed to kill you. You promised."

"Don't cry for me my sweet Illumi. You can keep the money anyways."

"Oh shut up, I don't care about the money"

"My, I could almost think you care about me, my murderous husband~~"

"Shut up. Please....I love you."

"I know Illu. I love you too♡"

[phoebe-delia]

and rain will make the flowers grow

Yall. I am so so sorry for this. I am putting this fic under a cut for a reason. This is one of the sadder things I've written. CW: implied MCD/main character death, implied mutual pining, life-threatening injury. Based on "A Little Fall of Rain" from Les Miserables. (Btw, I recommend the original Broadway or London version, or better yet, the 10th-anniversary live soundtrack with Lea Salonga.) Enjoy? I guess? And again—I'm sorry.

"It's raining," Draco said. His voice was strained and thick.

Harry stopped what he was doing—only for a second—to look incredulously at Draco. "Is that really your main concern?" He tried not to look down at Draco's body growing heavier, at the way it shook against him. Harry shook himself into focus, gripping his wand and ignoring the pounding rain at his back as he cast spell after spell to Heal the boy in his arms.

The forest was quiet but for Harry's muttering and Draco's labored breathing, as if the air itself was recovering from the cacophony of spellfire and shouts during the skirmish with the Neo Death Eaters. One of the bastards had thrown a spell aimed at Harry and hit Draco, who had lept in front of him to take it. Harry dropped his guard for an instant, thinking only of catching Draco's collapsing body. The suspects had disapparated from the Scottish forest they'd been hiding in after escaping the Aurors for months.

Harry didn't know whether the drops on his face and glasses were sweat, tears, or rain, but he managed to keep his vision just clear enough to see whether his efforts were working. He ran through the spells in his mind, and tried calculating the number of Apparition jumps it would take to get back to St. Mungos; their portkey had been broken in the fight.

He was just about to try another spell—one he thought he remembered from one of the mandatory training videos they'd watched, when he felt a trembling, cool hand cover his own.

"Harry. 'S okay," Draco sucked in a breath. "The s-spell is—it's Dark. What we know can't...reverse it."

Harry gripped Draco tighter. "No—no Draco there has to be a way. Or I'll get you to Mungo's, I—"

"Harry."

His name sounded so lovely, so heart-achingly perfect from Draco, as if it'd been whispered across a pillow and not a waste of precious air. Harry's heart lurched at the sound. "You have to let me try," he said, his voice cracking.

He felt more than heard Draco swallow. "There's nothing...to do."

Harry closed his eyes. "I can't just give up—"

He felt Draco shake his head minutely. "Just—" Draco groaned a bit, eyebrows wrinkled in pain. "Just stay here with me. Be with me."

Harry didn't know how to respond, so he just fell silent. He did reach into his satchel and gave Draco one of their last pain potions, which Draco took with only minimal resistance.

"I used to imagine this," Draco said after a few minutes of silence, his voice much quieter now.

"What?" Harry whispered back.

"D-during the war. I thought I was...going to die. An' I wanted—" Draco let out a shaky breath—"to die in your arms."

Harry's entire body shook with the force of the sob that ripped itself from his throat. He squeezed Draco tighter against him. "Draco," he whispered. It was all he could say, all he could think.

"I love the rain," Draco said faintly, so much so Harry had to bend down to hear him. "Will you stay with me unt—" Draco broke off to gasp a breath—"until the sun comes out?"

"Yeah," Harry croaked. "I will."

[codevassie]

Superpower TS Fic Recs

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What You Can Stand by manyfandomsonelog

Status: Incomplete, Work In Progress

Summary:  Virgil tried so, so hard to avoid becoming a supervillain. He really did. But when your superpower is literally manifesting a person's worst fears, it's a hard thing to avoid. Still, he really, really tried. Even when his own parents feared him. Even when the whole school feared him. Even when he hated himself and his Propensity so much that he wanted to give in. He might've succeeded, if he hadn't met him- Roman Reyes, AKA Roman Spectacular, AKA The Prince, AKA the worst thing that has ever happened to him (which is saying something).

Relationships: Prinxiety, Logicality 

CW: Psychological stuff, nightmares, bullying, physical harm, spiders, panic attacks, suicidal thoughts, brief discussion of racism, self-hatred,  bomb, explosion, blood, injury, bad/abusive parenting, imprisonment, fire,  homophobia, pedophilia mention, discussion of child abuse, evidence of physical abuse, sexual innuendo, anxious thoughts, death, funeral, flashback, reference to sex, fairly aggressive arguing and yelling, public speaking, secondhand embarrassment

My thoughts: My quarantine savior!!! I started the fic like a week into quarantine, so I really mean that literally. The characterization is absolutely fantastic--I love seeing all of them interact. It’s so natural and fun and interesting. The plot is also just wonderful--one thing keeps happening after another and these guys just cannot seem to get a break. The pacing is awesome, and whether it’s a character or plot chapter, you just can’t look away. Log is such a fantastic writer and a wonderful person, so if you like awesome prinxiety, superpowers and secret identities, trust and betrayal, humor and angst, you really need to read this one! 

Rewind by ravenclawicecream 

Status: Incomplete, Work In Progress

Summary: When a group of superheroes show up to kill him, it's just another Wednesday for Virgil Messana. After five years of being on the run, he's used to the idea people want him dead. That fact is just an unfortunate side effect of having the power to destroy everything you touch. What does surprise him, however, is when he finds himself agreeing to join those superheros and become part of the team. It's not long until Virgil learns that all the heroes have chapters of their lives they'd rather keep unpublished, along with events they'd rather not relive. And, as he spends more time with the team, he realizes that he may know certain members much better than he'd originally thought. Virgil longs for a moment to figure everything out but by then it's too late. He's already caught up in a bigger scheme; one where they no longer have the power to control their own destinies. With every movement monitored and every action proven to be calculated, the lines between allies and enemies blur, leaving Virgil caught in between. When the stakes are inevitably raised, the remaining heroes must do all they can to change the future of the world. But time has always been a cruel master, and sometimes the only answer is to rewind.

Relationships: Loceit, Logicality, Prinxiety, Remile

CW: Major Character Death, Murder

My thoughts: Gosh, I wish this one got more love. It’s probably the MCD tag, so understandable, but also take into consideration the time travel tag and perhaps give it a chance? I feel like this fic is setting up for so much, and I cannot wait to see how it all goes down. I have so many questions for this fic which is always a good sign (so many that I may have freaked the author out with my WALL of questions on chapter three don’t worry about it /j). Please. Read. This. 

Powerless by patentpending 

Status: Complete

Summary: “People like us,” Logan had once remarked to Virgil. “Are statistical anomalies.”(Almost) Everyone in the world has powers. As for those who don’t, well, they’re such a small part of the population - only 0.04% - why would anyone care about them?Ever since he realized what people mean when they call him Powerless, Virgil Sanders has tried to fight back against the system that oppresses people like him, Patton, and Logan. When Patton’s bakery is targeted in a hate crime, he finally snaps. With the help of a mysterious sponsor, Virgil becomes a villain, ready to remake a broken society. The only thing standing in his way is the world’s most Powerful (and infuriatingly charming) superhero: The Prince, who is hiding the fact that his gilded life isn’t as perfect as it may seem.

Relationships: Prinxiety, Logicality, Roman/Female Fanon Character 

CW: Classism, Unreliable Narrator, Thinly Veiled Criticism of Society,  emetophobia, violence, gun mention,  implied suicide attempt, dub-con, mentions of blood, graphic depictions of a riot, non-graphic description of a wound, possessive and abusive behavior, kid being kicked out of the house by parent, kidnapping, kinda torture (?), body horror, gore, graphic descriptions of injuries, emotional abuse, police brutality, pain and injury, burning building, swearing, vomiting, murder, panic attack, dysphoria, misgendering, minor character death, major character death, self deprecating talk, mentions of suicide

My thoughts: Well, doing a TS superhero rec without Powerless is just treason. I don’t know--I’m trying to figure out a way to describe it and instead launching up to pace around the room with an instant replay of different scenes in my head. I mean, the grocery store chapter?!?! This stuff lives in my head rent free. The characterization, the banter, the tension, the motives--I can’t describe it y’all. Just, if you love yourselves (love yourselves, please <3) then just go read it. Or reread it. Do that for yourselves. 

Waterspout by Greenninjagal

Status: Complete

Summary: "Hail!” The boy says all smug smiles that Virgil immediately hates. “You’re Recluse aren’t you?”As if there was some other spider themed weirdo who clung to buildings in their free time.“No,” Virgil says, because he can. *** Virgil finds himself stuck on the side of a building in a rainstorm and is helped by an annoying-admittedly attractive-guy.

Relationships: Prinxiety

CW: Mild cursing, storms

My thoughts: This one is very cute. Virgil is a spiderman-like hero who went up a waterspout, and down comes some rain trying to wash him out. Roman comes to help, they banter a bit, and, maybe, there’s a little surprise at the end. I would not mind more of this AU. In fact, I would love it. But that should not discount how wonderfully made a oneshot it is either. The author wrote it perfectly for the length it is, presenting the charm of the characters, great plot and symbolism, and left me wanting more at the same time. Definitely go check this one out. 

Technically. It’s A Secret by supervillain 

Status: Incomplete, Work In Progress

Summary: Virgil Storm, the adopted son of a reality TV star with telekinesis was born without a power. That's been a problem for him all his life. His only friend is Patton Vega, his only chance at romance the irritating Cros Corson--until he gets a job at a top-secret facility, playing babysitter to a bunch of kids with dangerous powers and even more dangerous minds. Kids who happen to be exactly his age.Yeah, this is going to be a piece of cake, especially when the enigmatic villain Believe (aka Roman Torres) takes a liking to Virgil. And even worse, when Virgil starts to more than like him back. Pull in some evil mad scientists, a plague created to decimate the world, a murderous villain, an obnoxious stalker, and the greatest Kinetic the world has ever known, and you're in for a hell of a ride.

Relationships: Prinxiety, Logicality 

CW:  Anxiety attacks, arson, murder, minor character death, blood, spiders, being eaten alive, falling, death, sleeping, fighting, cop mention 

My thoughts: I’m behind on this one, and I wanted to catch up on it before I posted this rec list. Today is the last Friday of the year though, so I decided to just go ahead and do it. I love this fic a ton so far, and I can’t wait to read more. I can tell the author put a lot of thought into writing the world and characters, and that the plot is interesting and deliberate. There’s mysteries unfolding which intrigues me So Bad. It’s a super interesting one, so I’d say go read it!

[voiceoffenrisulfr]

On The Tide Masterlist

Bucky Barnes, but make it ‘Environmental Activist AU’. And also queer. Always queer.

Chapter One - “We are like islands in the sea, separate on the surface but connected on the deep.” Trans!Bucky – known here as Winter, because everything links back to Multitudes, okay? It started it all – gets a job fighting for the innocents of the ocean – and seems to be of particular irritation and interest to his new Captain.

Chapter Two - “The heart of man is very much like the sea, it has its storms, it has its tides and in its depths it has its pearls too.” Winter's true nature is revealed, the Captain finds him a hinderance and an optimistic bastard, but the sailor’s rough exterior is stripped  away a little. CW: Vomiting (seasickness), surgery mentions, historical physical trauma mentions

Chapter Three - “We ourselves feel what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.” The Captain is a reluctant caretaker, looking after a needy newbie who is under the weather and desperate for affection and comfort. CW: brief discussion of traumatic, historical injury; sickness (non-vomiting).

Chapter Four - “The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.” Winter gets in an altercation for his ‘laziness’, and his Captain comes to his defence. CW: Implied risk of violence

Chapter Five - “The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea.” Winter almost makes a dire mistake, and Lieutenant Tyne shows exactly why he’s the Captain. CW: Threat to life, drowning, loss of consciousness, vomiting (seawater), firearms and GSWs, sharks, shark finning practices.

Chapter Six - “There’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away.” Things are tense after the accidental kiss, and Lieutenant Tyne learns more about his newest recruit. CW: Mentions of homophobia and criminalisation of homosexuality, vague references to theoretical SA.

Chapter Seven - “A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor.” The ship prepares to dock for repairs, and the crew reduces by one. CW: homophobia, transphobia, mentions of institutional homophobia and the death penalty.

Chapter Eight - “The Sea is a Desert of Waves, a Wilderness of Water.” A friendly face is found in the back alleys of an Indonesian town, and Win's safety is compromised. CW; Discussions of finning and endangered animal trade. Implied drugging, implied kidnapping/ransom.

Chapter Nine - "The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects all shackles." Winter’s captors reveal their true intentions. CW (contains spoilers!); Kidnapping, torture, physical abuse, slave sale, non-con virginity auction.

Chapter Ten - “The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.” Winter, Greg and Neri do what they do best, with both expected and unexpected results. CW (contains spoilers!); Dead body, canon-typical violence, gun use, graphic violence, risk of MCD, implied sexual violence, human trafficking references.

Chapter Eleven - "Every Time I Slip Into the Ocean, it's Like Going Home." The boys live with the after-effects of the kidnapping, and how to move forward… Together. CW: Discussion of gunshot wounds and captivity, non-graphic medical care, smut, AAAALLLL the smut. Full smut warnings in prompts.

Chapter Twelve - "If You Want to Know How Much I Love You, Count All the Waves in the Sea." It's the final chapter ;-; Everyone's favourite Pretty Ship Boys celebrate their freedom. CW: Smut, in varying degrees of BDSM-ish-ness.

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Becoming Spider-Man Masterlist

Welcome to our intense daydream/series of loosely sequential one-shots about what would happen if Peter Parker were a trans guy, inspired by rileys_cosplay on TikTok. The initial chapter comes from an interpretation of one of their videos – hope you enjoy it! (T)

Divider by @sweetmelodygraphics!

Chapter One - Penny Parker's New Suit Penny Parker comes out of the closet and into a new suit. Set immediately following Civil War. Mostly non-AU, aside from the obvious transness and uncharacteristic behaviour (every good story needs an antagonist, after all).

Chapter Two - Peter Parker Gets a Haircut The one in which Peter needs a haircut, and Tony hits a steep learning curve. CW: Transphobic abuse, neglect, physical violence.

Chapter Three - Peter Parker Signs Some Papers The one in which Peter signs some papers, and Tony has to talk about Feelings. CW: References to a shitty guardian, but nothing specific.

Chapter Four - Peter Parker is not a Morning Person The one in which Peter is not a morning person, and Tony is.

Chapter Five - Peter Parker Has Needs In which Peter needs things, and Tony realises his privilege.

Chapter Six - Peter Parker is in Trouble In which Peter gets called to the principal's office, and Tony takes his first faltering steps into fatherhood.

Chapter Seven - Peter Parker Makes a Move In which Peter Parker has to move out, and Tony doesn't know how to deal with his Feelings.

Chapter Eight - Peter Parker Meets the Team (Offically) In which Peter Parker tells everyone who he really is.

Chapter Nine - Peter Parker Has a Problem In which Peter's body does what it does, and Tony doesn't know how to help. CW: periods, brief mention of SH

Chapter Ten - Peter Parker Makes a Decision In which Peter has to make choices, and Tony is ready to help.

Chapter Eleven - Peter Parker Takes a Step In which Peter has an appointment, and Tony did some research. CW: Trans medical discussion; minor, hypothetical discussion of self-harm and suicide, but nothing particularly heavy.

Chapter Twelve- Peter Parker Sees the Future In which Tony has something to show him, and Peter assumes the worst. CW: Mild discussion of hypothetical illness.

Chapter Thirteen - Peter Parker Goes Away In which Peter disappears, and Tony loses everything. CW: The Snap.

Chapter Fourteen - Peter Parker Wakes Up In which Peter comes home, and Tony makes a choice. CW: Implied Major Character Death.

Chapter Fifteen (a) - Peter Parker Says Goodbye In which Peter has to start to heal, even if he doesn’t want to. CW: Major Character Death, suicidal ideation, historical SH, Grief.

Chapter Fifteen (b) - Peter Parker-Stark Says Hello In which Peter Parker-Stark finally gets to go home. CW: Major Character Injury, risk of MCD.