#dan fielding fanfic

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

chapter 41

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @plush4bunny

warnings: swearing, pregnant reader, past homophobia and transphobia from Dan

AN: since the last few episodes haven’t sparked any ideas, here’s one from a rewatch

Dan and I had returned to work a few weeks later, glad to be rid of the smell. We had to come back into the city anyway for another mandatory check up. Carrying the new ultrasound print out, I headed towards Abby’s chambers. I smiled as she ushered me in.

“hey.” I said, handing her the print out. “Brought you the new one.”

“Thanks!” She said. “Oddly enough, I do feel like this is my sibling. The way Dan and I go at it sometimes.” I nodded as I sat down. “So glad to be back in the city?”

“a bit.” I shrugged. “I mean like Dan says, Brooklyn always felt a bit like an escape room.” Abby laughed and shook her head.

“Of course he would.” She said. “Any thought about what you want?”

“don’t tell Dan but I think he’d be an amazing girl dad.” I said softly, rubbing my stomach. “He doesn’t care of course. Long as it’s healthy. And I agree. But deep down, I want him to have a little girl of his own.” Abby smiled at me before Julianne came in.

“Oh. I’m sorry.” She said, glancing at the two of us. “Am i interrupting something?” I shook my head as I got up.

“no not at all.” I said, smiling at her. “I was just leaving.” I waved her protests off as I headed towards the cafeteria.

“(Y/N)!” Dan called, making me turn with a smile. He came over and kissed me softly before looping my arm through his. “I take it she liked it.” I nodded.

“I think she’s already fitting right in to the role of a big sister.” I said as I laid my head on his arm. Dan hummed before pressing a kiss to my head.

“Dan?” I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked up at him. “Dan fielding?”

“Charlene?” Dan asked, turning around and looking at the woman walking towards us. He broke into a smile and walked over to hug her. “It’s been years. Holy shit you look good.” He held her at arms length as he looked her over.

“look at you!” Charlene laughed. “A beard. Really?” Dan rolled his eyes as he wrapped an arm around her to walk her over to me. “It doesn’t suit you at all.”

“say what you want but my spouse likes it.” Dan winked at me and I felt my face heat up before I looked away. “(Y/N), this is my friend from college. Charlene.” I took her offered hand and smiled at her.

“You must have really had a hard time with this one.” I said, watching as Charlene gave Dan a knowing look.

“I’ll say. I could barely keep up with him.” Charlene teased. Dan turned red and rubbed the back of his neck.

“don’t. They’ll get the wrong idea.” Dan said, playfully glaring at Charlene.

“what? It’s true.” She said, putting her hand on his arm.

“Charlene. Im serious. They don’t know.” Dan groaned. I fixed him with a look.

“don’t know what?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Dan ran a hand down his face.

“just tell them would you?” He muttered, glancing at Charlene. “I say it I’m gonna come across as an asshole.”

“oh but you were.” Charlene said, smiling at him. Dan fixed her with a look. “Ok fine. Back in the 80s I had a sex change. He’s still a little bitchy about it sometimes.” Charlene gave Dan a look. “Like now.”

“you’re transgender.” I breathed out, all tension leaving my boy. “You…for fucks sake reinhold!” I smacked his arm and Dan pouted as he rubbed his arm. “Oh be quiet.” He rolled his eyes as he wrapped an arm around me.

“Oh you picked someone who could put up with you and your shit! Finally!” Charlene laughed. Dan smirked.

“second times the charm right?” Dan asked. Charlene looked at him.

“second?” She asked. Dan nodded.

“my first wife died.” Dan said, glancing away for a moment. “I got dragged back here and ever since then…” he shrugged and looked down at me. “This one has me wrapped around their finger.” I snuggled into his side with a smile.

“No I don’t.” I said, mouthing ‘yes I do’ to Charlene who laughed. “Why don’t we head to your office and continue this there?” Dan nodded and held his arm out for Charlene.

“so you two clearly met here.” Charlene said as we walked. “How did it happen though?” Dan chuckled awkwardly.

“well i had a crush on him. Pretty much everyone found out.” I said, hugging Dan to me a little tighter. “We ended up at his apartment one and night.” I glanced up at him as my cheeks heated up.

“one thing led to another.” Dan laughed, rubbing my arm. “And we ended up dating.”

“he had a heart attack and we moved in together.” I said. Charlene stopped right outside dans office.

“you what?!” She cried. “And you didn’t call me to tell me?”

“hey I didn’t think you wanted to know after last time I called you.” Dan said.

“you called days after my husbands funeral and wanted to go out trolling for dates!” Charlene exclaimed. I smacked his arm and Dan sighed.

“ok. And I apologized for that.” Dan said. Charlene nodded, still glaring at him. “But I didn’t think you wanted to hear from me. Even for that.” Charlene ran a hand down her face.

“Dan, you’re an idiot.” She said. Dan shrugged.

“so I’ve been told.” He said. I rolled my eyes as we filed into his office. Dan pulled me down on the couch while Charlene took one of the desk chairs. “I became a judge in New Orleans. We got married. Then came back up here.” Dan leaned his head against mine with a smile.

“and I’m pregnant.” I said as Dan kissed my cheek.

“Dan fielding. About to become a dad.” Charlene said, shaking her head. “I don’t know whether to congratulate you or feel sorry for this kid.”

“hey I’ve been working on all that.” Dan shot back. “And I think, finally, I’m ready for it.”

“I hope you are Dan.” Charlene said, leaning back in her chair. “I hope you are.” I smiled at him before laying my head on his shoulder, drifting off as the two of them caught up. By the time I woke up, Charlene had left.

[team--charlotte]

personally i think the 6'4 womanizing attorney and the equally tall goofy judge should kiss, opposites attract style, two sides of the same coin style, friends to lovers style, on the mouth style

[rainarainbows]

Since I want to try practicing my writing skills I will be taking some Dan x Harry fanfic requests which my inbox is open so please do request them there. Plus when these fanfic are posted you guys can critize my work. Really want to improve my writing. So let the fan fic requests begin!

P.S. won’t do spicy scenes but fade to black since I can’t write spicy scenes plus I’m aroace so please understand.

[aselys]

Here is a sneak peek at my upcoming update for my ‘Candy and Guns’ story over on AO3.

I opened my eyes slowly, blinking a few times to get my vision to clear. I took in my surroundings, Dan hadn’t moved from the side of the hospital bed, although he had gotten a chair to sit in. He was sleeping in probably the most uncomfortable position for his long frame, bent over with his head on his arms at the edge of my bed. I tried to move my hand to reach him but the wires and the tubing attached to me, made it difficult for what seemed to be an easy task. I grunted in effort to only muster a fluffle of Dan’s hair. It seemed to achieve it’s purpose because Dan stirred from his uneasy slumber, and I saw that he hadn’t showered in at least a couple of days with the amount of stubble along his face. ‘Jeeze, how long was I out?’ I thought to myself. I smiled at him simply saying, “Hey.” It came out extremely hoarse and weak. However, it was enough for Dan, who sprung from the chair and came to the head of the bed.

“Alyssa! You’re awake!” He turned from me and ran to the door and called out to the nurse’s who were at the station. “She’s awake! Come check her!” I could only imagine the frustration from the nurses at hearing him calling out so loudly.

[leafyeyes417]

Danny’s future evil self

In the canon show, he goes by Dan. Often times in the fanfics/prompts (where he isn’t just some off screen event) he gets redeemed. I love them honestly.

In most of those Dan gets to pretend to be human, whether it’s though getting him a clone body to use etc. And when they give him a new ID generally Dan gets a name like Dante. So he still has the nickname Dan but also a legal full name.

But my most pressing question about all this is, where did the name Jordan come from?! I’ve seen a few prompts here on Tumblr giving him the name Jordan and it feels so out of left field. So, please let me know what other weird names Dan has been given. And if you know where Jordan came from. 😶

[capan-deveraux2]

Why do I get crushes on the most obscure characters?

Like Anthony (the angel of death) on Touched by an Angel

Look at this cutie patooti!! How can I not love him!!

Or Chris Halliwell from Charmed

He’s a smart ass and I love him for it! He just wants to save his brothers soul

Or Ambassador Tos from Star Trek Enterprise

THERE ARE NO GIFS OF HIM!!!!

Why are there no GIFs he’s adorable

Or Judge Harry Stone from Night Court

Or Dan fielding also from Night Court (the second guy in the above gif)

Or Jenkins from The Librarians

But to be fair I might just have a crush on the actor

Or Dr Phlox also from Enterprise

He’s a family man!! He got 3 wives and so much love to give, towards the end of the series when he can’t save T’Pols, and Tuckers baby’s life he cries and says it hurts like it’s one of his own. So much love in this man that when his friends hurt he hurts

And he feels insulted when Tucker doesn’t want to sleep with one of his wives after she pursues him so we know he’s good with sharing lol

Or Ringo Langley from X-Files and The Lone Gunmen

(The blonde one in the middle here)

He’s such a sweetheart cutie pie!! How can one not love him! He plays dungeons and dragons and dresses up like his character when he does and writes for a newspaper. He matches my freak lol

Or Graverobber from Repo the Genetic Opera

He’s so dramatic!! I love him. He sings ! And I love his hair!

Or Odo from Deep Space Nine

WHY CANT I FIND A GOOD GIF OF HIM!!!

And finally (at the risk of being called a furry

Why is the no reader inserts for Skimbleshanks, Mr mistoffles, or Rum Tum Tugger!!!

THERE IS NO GOOD GIFS OF SKIMBLSHANKS!!

But look at my boi mistofflees hop and dance, he’s a tuxedo cat that’s also a magician!!

And look a tugger go! He’s a bad boi stereotype

I ran out of room for gifs but those are the main ones anyway

I’m gonna have to make an appreciation post for each of these guys individually, hell I used to write fanfic for a couple of them before I got locked out of my old tumblr account

[taco-drinking-bleach]

I know its been a bit, but ofc back on that Yanqing rant. Yanqing's relationship with his father more on point (Jing Yuan). As many of you know I like reading Yanqing fanfics, as well as seeing content of him. I have also talked about this a little before in the past. But, a ton of Yanqing content is just of Jing Yuan :[. Not saying that Yanqing doesn't have any at all, its just sometimes when looking for content of him it falls onto more Jing Yuan land. Like say I wanted to read a story about Yanqing being hurt/close to death. In stories like that it makes sense for us to see Jing Yuan's POV and emotions. It is *his* son after all. But say its about Yanqing on the battle field and the story gets side tracked to Jing Yuan, blade, and Dan Hung. It feels a little random. like Yanqing is just a filler/pov swap to better Jing Yuan's lore. I find that unfair, No characters roll in a fandom should be 'oh crumbs, he is close to XYZ character, better add him". You don't have to add someone you don't like to a story, don't have to even cover up what you are doing. Do what you want and if people flock to you to hear, then enjoy, if not? Preach to the void! If you love it *say* it go forward. It doesn't matter if deaf ears or an auditorium. My point is Yanqing is a flesh out character (That recently [I didn't post at that time so TECHNICALLY RECENTLY] got more content) In this content it showed him becoming more responsible and an amazing teacher. Even willing to fight and train like Jing Yuan taught him. I find this really sweet. :] I personally love it when someone goes into there connection and how much of an impact they make on each other in big and small ways. That is what parenthood is. That is what growing up is. That is what a healthy relationship is. Something that isn't as appreciated as it should be. They will hover around each other like a boat at a dock. Although, A boat may leave a dock, they will always return. Only when the boat falls at sea or the port is left behind is that not true. Even still the ship parts will wash up on land, and the dock will be a secret point were the desperate go to hide from the harsh winds. Its important to build relationships in characters. Do not wear a character down, do not pin a name, with only the hopes of defining them based off of who they know and not who they are.

[lephamquynhnhu]

Panacea

Chapter 7 (End): Beyond the Promised Sky

Dan Feng x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS/ TAGS: The reader has a default name, OOC, mentioned blood, violence. (This is a work of fanfiction, events are not aligned or relevant to the original work)

Word count: 3k4

Summary: He met you on a drizzling day when hydrangea fully bloomed on its field. Amidst the sea of mild pastel petals, Dan Feng never thought the flowery domain that intertwined your fate was the precise thing withered with you. They said he was a dragon, a hero, a sinner, but never a person with love, hatred, sorrow, or joy like everyone else in this world. However, it was a demi-truth. He committed the cardinal sin because of you.

Note: For the first line, I express my special thanks to Dr.Lecter in the Hannibal series for being a valuable reference in this chapter. Secondly, I am glad I finished Panacea at another crucial moment since I got an offer letter as a Villa host in a five-star resort. Finally, thank you for following this fanfic.

Do you like...depression?

From the pitch-dark space emerged a pair of brunette eyes dotted with a brightened yellow hue. The monster stinks like grave soil and corpses, causing a death emanation marries with a cunning aura that gives off those pupils, making cold sweat cascade along his spine like a dewdrop.

"I can smell your fear, little dragon." - The prison starts when his whole body comes to light. A gigantic embodiment with six raven wings, limbs full of sharp claws like cathedral spears, and scales on his torso play as invincible armor.

"I am not afraid of you." - Dan Feng calmly places the document on the table and settles his seat, staring back with his bleak green eyes. By guaranteeing the current heart pulse is eighty per second, Imbibitor Lunae ascertains that his condition matches the requirements.

"I didn't claim that; instead, you fear losing someone." - "The scent of Mimosa accompanied by Stephania for a tranquilizer and mistletoe plus Datura metel for the patient with epilepsy. Besides, I can sniff a vague blood smell on your sleeves. You must be absolutely desperate to wield the traditional approach to lengthen their lifespan when Cloudhymm is powerless." - The monster sniggers, his sinister smile spreading unto the earlobes to unravel abnormal canines. Primus Immortus may be evil, yet he is still an excellent apothecary with sensitive olfaction. Therefore, he can detect advantageous traces. However, Dan Feng remains silent with decorum, and his stern expression behind the cell is unreadable.

On the other hand, Primus Immortus is pleased with the end of his filthy soul because he has never drunk anything sublime like the sorrow of the High Cloud quintet. His nutrition is savoring people's misery. Like a hound, Immortus can sniff woes from the High Elder's irises handily obscured beneath the solemn mantle. He would like to play around the bush and pull more strings, yet his other side stops him punctually to secure the plan he is brewing. Primus Immortus decides to cooperate and comply with Dan Feng's testimony in exchange for the spanking sip he took because he knows he is the controller.

After the chaotic occurrence, Dan Feng received a poem that followed him via a micrometer of the security door. Echoing every corner of the shadowy corridor is a sarcastic treble.

"Amaranthine dawn shines through

Blushing clouds,

O willow-silk rain,

Blasting confederate roses."

The Long Scion exasperatedly slams the document on the table, and his chair shrieks in displeased noise as he takes the seat. Dan Feng has long forgotten the last time he was infuriated like this, and those cursed eyes keep haunting his mind when he is writing the report. That doomed prison was manipulating his emotions like a puppet while Dan Feng received a dump of garbage. Nonetheless, the topic Immortus mentioned hitting at Imbibor Lunae's bullseye just by a whiff nay, he hates to admit that Primus Immortus was right. He is hopeless.

After a couple of weeks, your condition has increased to a critical point, and the current treatment barely satisfies his purpose. Your aging process arises tremendously combined with Alzheimer and age-related macular degeneration. Moreover, you are even incapable of changing clothes or doing daily tasks, and the epilepsy is now unable to be depressed. The scenario of withered begonia beside your dressing table compared with your aging complexion beneath the pale moonlight. Those things lead him to a dead end.

The black ink spreads bolder and bolder, contrasting with underneath white papers as the High Elder immersed in wandering thought, then a pair of brunette irises with a light amber hue reappears and blends into the hollow void until his brush pan breaks in half as a token to snap him back to reality. In the dim light of his office, a sliver of thin incense smoke undulates around the space and tenderly swirls at his untouched document with a parallel line "North obligation. Absolute death is reverse." Imbibitor Lunae leaves a heavy sigh to review the conversation between him and Dan Shu at the medicine library. She handed the High Elder an ancient scroll of practicing black arts - an approach to ascend Zhen Ren, a higher being that can reach Nirvana to obtain an elixir without concocting.

"How do you...know?" - He clenched his sleeve, hiding his astonishment behind the limitless bookshelves while Dan Shu feigned to browse her file along the Braille, her snowy skin tone fingertips kissed book spines like a scanner as she relied.

"We handicapped always have other summit senses when losing another. Thus, I am able to read your energy. It is turbulent as an abyssal despair. You are going to lose someone, and you can't do anything. The search statistic of Liberian shows that you are trying to look for a unique recipe even though you attempted to deceive the system."

She stopped her line and pulled out a large book covered with leather and golden letters. "Your aura reminds me of my old wound, so I decided to help you. However, this is as far as I could help, and may good fortune always find your journey. " - Dan Shu then left like the wind.

On the last day of Primus Immortus, he probably is sick of the testimony questions and does not cooperate with Dan Feng anymore. Instead, he suggests a quid-pro-quo to gain "dignified" answers that Imbibitor Lunae accepts abruptly. Behind the ironic bars, Immortus seems to enjoy every moment of this trade-off game since his raven swings shaking and massive claws rake at the tense atmosphere when he listens to Dan Feng's childhood.

"What a tragic fate." - Primus Immortus monologues and eyes the opposite person - "Growing up with the destined mission and carrying the name of the High Elder through countless ages. Building up and bringing out the name of the High-Cloud quintet to this cosmos, plus witnessing its fall. But alas, you will eventually lose the one who sees you as Dan Feng."

"Does she remember your name? How does it feel when you kiss her?" - The monster adjusts his volume as the Long Scion is still busy scribbling his precedent answers, and the vibe changes rapidly. Cyan orbs sparkling like a torch illuminate all features of his countenance, a warning to remind Immortus has crossed the line because the marshall or a judge might hear their little play-game. Nonetheless, he is pleased with Dan Feng's reaction as his saliva rolls down and drops to the ground. Moreover, if there were not Celest Gold restraining his swings, people could hear the sound of swings behind the cell. Primus Immortus vigilantly stares back to watch how deep his string roots at the High Elder's soul.

"I have the last needed element to aid you in achieving your wish, Little Dragon. It will grant you the primal power equals Permanence." - He lowers his voice with vicious eyes glowing under the dark bangs and awaits the crackling spirit. Conversely, Imbibitor Lunae closes his tabs and readily leaves the cell, indicating that his heart is as solid as Marmorean. Looking at Dan Feng's retreating figure blending into the corridor, the monster reveals his last trump card:

"What if I said Zhen Ren could drink up the four seas?"

To Primus Immortus' expectation, the High Elder's footstep gives a halt as his heart pulse is immovable for a millisecond when hearing that sentence. He knows love affairs may not be enough to convince Imbibitor's fall, yet it will make a difference with the topic of compatriot.

Saving the Vidyadhara race is a proper reason to unlock the black arts.

However, Dan Feng merely breathes out and marches toward the security door without a glance, leaving behind his resonating footsteps from afar.

"How wick." - a familiar metallic voice reverberates at the unfathomable depth of the Premilinary Prison as Primus Immortus amuses himself without looking up at the frontal man. His white chignon is tied hard by a Dalbergia hairpin and remains motionless like a marble monument while a scarlet pupil glows amidst unstable light. Although half of his face emerges in the pitch-black dark, no one is unaware of his position.

Yinxing from the High-Cloud Quintet demanded an informal appointment with Primus Immortus.

He slowly detaches an electronic bug at the table's edge and smashes his hand-made device into dust: "What is in exchange for your 'last element'?"

The monster looks excited as hearing another member of the legendary team exploit his secret. A group of esteemed figures created illustrious feats and miracles for everyone but themselves, so their misery is holly nectar to Immortus, and occurrences are flowing as his scheme. The ivory canines spread across his twisted face when he speaks.

"What a pity. You are ineligible to operate 'that thing' properly. Only a descendant with a divine bloodline grants the privilege of touching it, and I already have had my things. However, if you successfully convince Little Dragon, you both may attain your joint target."  

Just as Primus Immortus expected, Yinxing's mind wavers like a dribble of water to cause a micro crackle in his spirit, and a triumphant smile stretches on his maniacal face. After the blink of an eye, everything is upside down as the blurring surroundings are confused into another timeline. Standing beside him are the rest of the High-Cloud Quintet, and Yinxing could say they are different yet the same people simultaneously. They wear unusual uniforms while idly chattering about ordinary topics under the cement ground with crowded transportation. To Yinxing, this scene seems peaceful, a surreal life that is too good to be true. As a result, he swings his sword to tear the unfolding illusion, but a flow of smoke lingers at his blade.

The girl who shares Bai Heng features said they nestle in the body of an Outer God, and she is the Paradox Guardian - named Dao Zhen - a doppelganger of Bai Heng from the other world. She exposes that this timeline used to exist but was erased because the history selected and ramified. Immortus possesses a kind of mystic eyes playing the role of an alien door leading to another Dimension by hypnotizing Yinxing and extracting a fragment of his conscience into an Outer God's body.

"If you stay with me permanently, we can live in any possible context." - She whispers beside Yinxing's earlobe and intertwines her fingers - "You love this face, don't you?'' - A cold exhale sweeps through as Dao Zhen grazes her nose against his collar, she tries to orientate him to become a second Guardian; as for Yinxing perspective, he finds it is a dilemma yet he decides to bare the sword to clarify his decision.

"Fight me if you dare! I will resurrect her and rebuild the High-Cloud Quintet. Not living in your cheap illusion arts." - He conceded Dan Feng in testimony privilege since he has never been into mundane activities in prison. Hence, Yinxing vaguely learned his unpublished situation. They can become an antagonist duo like Primus Immortus suggested.

The blade slashes Dao Zhen's afterimage and causes a space-shifting while his sword tip points at her and eventually claims his victory after an intense battle. Yinxing sees Dao Zhen vomit a wooden box and turns into black mud flowing toward his heels.

Abruptly, a recognizable ceiling of a clinic appears in front of his eyesight while gripping an exquisite carving box.

Light still shines brightly at the Artisanship Commission despite the darkness covering the sky in a black mantle because there will be a massive parade to welcome a new Yaoqing general called Feixiao. The former presider was assassinated when he traveled with his wife in a hot spring, but Her Ladyship is missing. Many rumors vine around and wander in their vicinity, yet Feixiao apropos quenched and controlled them.

Listing ordnance, checking the quality of gunpowder, and solidifying human resources remain coursing vibrantly before the kick-off event. People even could hear the sledgehammer of blacksmiths from afar.

Meanwhile, Yinxing and Dan Feng are discreetly confronting each other at the Fyxestroll Garden.

"You don't wish the High-Cloud Quintet to return to its renaissance?" - his reprimanded voice arouses the placid serenity between them since Imbibitor Lunae selected another path.

"It is a part of history, and we must respect the past. Stop striving to rewrite it like a moth to a flame because death cannot resurrect. Seeking immortality is illegal." - the Long Scion intends to turn his back and march forth, yet his heels halt when Yinxing reveals his buried secret.

"Although the Yaoqing has forfeited their wanted poster, they will pay seven trillion credits for Bai Lin's head, plus executioners will continuously send out to chase her to every galaxy corner. Furthermore, Feixiao is also here."

"I don't know what are you... " - an explosion swiftly roars through the inky sky from the Artisanship Commission, interrupting Dan Feng's sentence. A red-orange hue burns radiantly at a corner, and charcoal fumes flare up violently. Neither do they present punctually, nor do they put out the fire with ordinary water. The oil and gas will aggravate the situation; in addition to this plight, numerous Vidyadhara people assemble crowdedly for the parade - the last straw of limit breakthrough.  

"Zhen Ren can drink up the four seas." - the High Elder stares at the Paradox box in his hand while Yinxing repeats an accustomed clause.

They are standing at the center of an invisible hexagon made from six Suppression Towers and ready to practice black arts. Inside the Paradox box is a pair of Mystic Eyes of a deceased Abundance Emanator, which is eligible to open the Supremacy Boundary to ascend the Long Scion and become a higher being. The left eye is a mirror to look through the past, and the right one is the key to unlocking the pruning future. To rewrite reality and unleash that power, they need to feed it with all heliobi in the Suppression Towers.

Dan Feng and Yinxing should have succeeded if they had complied with the Five Element Order.

"North obligation. Absolute death is reverse."

The hexagon's apex must face northward, yet they did not notice the line in Dan Feng's ancient scroll that led to a retrorse geometry against the feng shui order, causing the Grand Calamity to befall Loufu. The supposed door turned into a mirror that reflects the Backside of this world, drawing fantastic monsters to come through. Thousands of mythological creatures, demonic monsters, even Abundance abominations belligerent and wild beasts with Evil Dragons acting as their leader, descended upon Xianzhou, and the mirror is like a black hole hanging over the firmament with lethal levin.

On that day, no one dares to reminisce or talk about that appalling scene, and nobody records the precise duration of the catastrophe. They only remember the death toll with injured victims was unbearable, thousands of missing people. On top of that, the monsters' blood caused acid rain, melting agricultural fields and paralyzing their trading traffic, which caused all economic activities to stagnate. To mobilize all resources, Jing Yuan procrastinated the Ten-Lords Commission's warrant and approved the duel culprits Yinxing - Dan Feng temporarily attending Luofu's frontier. Additionally, he requested military assistance from other Xianzhou ships to block the Backside mirror.

"I have another personal affair to do. Please, leave me three hours, then I will present before the judges." Imbibitor Lunae grits his teeth to press each word as if gathering the last ounce of his strength to prevent crumbling.

Under the lonesome Exalting Sanctum's ruin, Hanya and Xueyi only stay still amidst the sound of silence.

Until the Long Scion intends to throw away his pride and kneels before two sisters, they timely stop him and accept his favor. As a result, the twisted fate between you two is going to its epilogue.

A feather noise accidentally wakes you up from your slumber, which is followed by a soft fabric rustle. You attempt to mouth your words, but none of the names lingers in your mind, and the fragileness sounds weaker than you expected. All your vital energy seemingly ebbs away as you watch inky shadow prints on the wall. Dan Feng's countenance quickly shifts from concern to rest assured as a dissipating cloud when he sees you are safe and sound after the turmoil (Maybe the forest's mythopedia is true). You wonder why he acts so weirdly as rushing to capture your wilt frame into his embrace, and the nose bridge presses against your nap coldly while Dan Feng's hot breath fans over your baby hair unstably. Although you no longer recognize this man, a comfortable warmth radiating from him is half acquainted, half foreign, and you realize the High Elder is quivering.

His clothed back soaks with sweat as your hand brushes the long locks, fingertips gently touching the fancy fabric pattern. A short-lived memory enlightens your foggy mind after a few stroking, bringing back a feeble sunray in your opaque irises.

"Ah...I remember who you are. Dan Feng, isn't it? It looks like I just woke up from a long dream." - He does not answer or proceed to any conversation, or in other words, his throat is stuck with a fiery lump, just inhaling the mild white tea fragrance in your hair as though mesmerizing it into his soul.

"I want to watch the dawn with you." - Your respiratory is getting weaker and unstable when resting your head against his firm chest.

"Can we wait until you get better?" - Dan Feng contemplates the gray sky beyond your window as a flock of birds flies across the hermitical horizon. However, he quickly surrenders your stubbornness afterward. The High Elder carries you towards the usual spot - an eminence used to sightseeing in your pasture.

The coziness from his exhale thawing the thin frost on your senile face wakes you up from a short nap. The purplish canvas tinge with a rosy hue and pastel orange color while dewy grass dances in morning winds, you two quietly await the rising sun. Your eyes shimmer in amazement when seeing old comrades standing afar and wavering hands toward your side. The sun shines around them like crowning a laurel halo.

"It...is impossible. Regardless of your wraith, I am happy to see you guys again." - You mutter under your breath as Irene wags her wedding bouquet, and Huang Yuan offers his hand to you while Pumpkin shakes his tail.

Nevertheless, your jubilance does not last long after a blink of an eye when the surroundings disappear into voidness, rendering your sightless eyes in which you do not feel any regrets backlog in your heart.

"Why do you look so sad, Feng?" - Your wilt hands full of freckles like a root trace his features to sense his sentiment.

"No, I am just..." - your hopeless motion abruptly intercepts the Long Scion's half-baked lie as you draw closer to give him one last kiss - "I couldn't wait for the next Autumn..." - However, you never get a chance to complete the line because your soul leaving even faster and the kiss forever falling on his shoulder.

Dan Feng dumbfoundedly gazes at the dazzling dawn and needs several seconds to process what is happening.

He desperately calls your name to wake you up but does not receive any response. Like a madman, Imbibitor Lunae carries your limp body toward the hydrangea garden and finally collapses from exhaustion. Amidst the sea of shriveling flowers, a useless person cradles his lover in anguish while the browny flower balls waver in soft breezes.

"Somebody....Somebody please save my Bai Lin!"

But alas, only the cricket chirping and leaves rustling sing your requiem. The sky is getting brighter, plus cotton clouds nonchalantly trekking across a pair of emerald orbs, and it is not raining. But why does water keep cascading on his face? Why can he not save his loved one even though he committed Ten Unpardonable Sins? Individuals often pray to them to be endowed with grace, but whom will he pray to?

After your death, the man who sees the world possesses an unparalleled power to traverse clouds and bestow rain, shaping forms as the world's of essence beckon, has already decided his fate. If he can not save you, Dan Feng will die with you.

Endnote: Alright! Who dies next? Gepard or Argenti?

[kokoa-la]

Do yall know how many powers Danny acc has in the show

Cus I looked at the page from the Fandom, and I counted like 52 (including some I didn't believe in or had other explanations)

Let me list them here

1. Intangibility

2. Invisibility

3. Flight

4. Cryokinesis (ice)

5. Ghostly wail

6. Overshadowing

7. Ghost rays

8. Ghost sense

9. Healing

10. Reconstruction

11 - 18. Super strength, speed, durability, agility, balance, endurance, stamina, reflexes

19. Fuse two halves together - fuse with other ghosts

20. Gravity Manipulation (only on himself)

21. Back slide

22. Space travel

23. Repulsion Field

24. Energy strike

25. Ghost shield

26. Energy constructs

27. Power absorption

28. Energy absorption

29. Electrokinesis (electricity)

30. Power augmentation

31. Ghost stinger

32. Thermokinesis (temperature) [I was 50/50 on it- don't rly count it but I'll put it here]

33. Photokinesis (light)

34. Telekinesis

35. Restoration (only inanimate)

36. Technopathy - potential (dan used it)

37. Exorcism

38. Dream Invasion

39. Fusion

40. Pyrokinesis (fire) [he makes ectoplasmic fire at one point don't question it - I didn't]

41. Duplication

42. Spectral Body Manipulation (can make himself swiss cheese)

43. Plasticity

44. Size alteration

45. The void (not a Canon power- Butch Hartman headcanoned it for dp - thank u @madametamma )

46. Paranormal immunity

47. Vacuum resistant

48. Aural shock

Now some are very similar and for a lot of the kinesis (kinesi?) Only had like one small instance so they're a possible power (like making stuff melt or using ectofire- and that's not even counting the one time he had weather powers albeit temporarily)

Oh, and yes, I did count each super human ability as its own (strength, speed, endurance, etc.). My logic was if a superhero had a singular one of those and it was counted as a power (super strength, most common example), then it should be counted as separate ones for danny, too.

Anyways, the fanfic writers should go insane with this list.

It's insane.

Here's the link for it

[samantha-and-nellie]

i finally read “the lilac tunnel: my journey with samantha” (shoutout to @cannon-memely for letting me know that i should actually take the time to check it out!) and i have Thoughts. full reactions from reading it under the cut

to preface this (since there is going to be a tiny bit of snark and general silliness), i did overall have a good time reading this book! i have some qualms with the storylines they chose to put in there, but i do think that the journey books are one of the smarter moves they made during the beforever era. i remember really loving the “you choose” history books as a kid, and i think the interactive component is appealing and generally a great way to keep children engaged. i could absolutely ramble on more about historical fiction for children, but let’s just jump into my (semi-chaotic) thoughts about “the lilac tunnel.”

first of all, FASCINATING that samantha apparently has a swing at grandmary’s house, since i’m pretty sure that it’s never mentioned in the original books. do we think it was lydia and gard’s, or do we think gard (or even hawkins) put it up for sam?

samantha’s got ORPHAN SYNDROME and she’s got it bad

okay. this is probably my main gripe with this book, but having this book set pre-nellie (and thereby having on option to essentially be nellie but under grandmary’s employment???) is bizarre af

on the flip side, the fact that nellie isn’t around really highlights how lonely samantha is, and i think we all know that I’m SOOOO normal when it comes to themes of grief and loneliness in samantha’s stories

WHY TF DOES EDDIE HAVE SUCH A LARGE ROLE IN THIS STORY. DEAR GOD PUT HIM BACK WHERE HE CAME FROM

elsa??? having a prominent role in a samantha story??? what sorcery is this???

yeah, super duper excited to have it reinforced that samantha is ready to accuse servants of stealing so long as they aren’t the servants that she likes

i think we’ve all had nightmares in which eddie ryland appears

samantha having an understanding of the fact that she’s transgressing by being friendly with a servant girl when this book is set prior to her relationship with nellie makes me wonder how much child workers she has tried to befriend /hj

saint louis fair mention for the movie girlies:)

i wonder if the description of grandmary’s outfit on page 30 is meant to be a reference to this dan andreason illustration of her?

the magic lantern show is really cute:) (might be thinking about writing fanfic of this but with nellie…)

samantha being shorter than the protagonist of this story after being the tall one with nellie is honestly pretty funny. smol bean samantha

awwwww gard and cornelia

HEY HEY HEY 

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

BEFOREVER I’M ABOUT TO THROW HANDS

anyways, apparently we need to re-traumatize samantha with near-drownings at every chance we get:) this is not messed up at all:)

guess we better pretend like that never freaking happened

… okay the locket origin story is pretty cute

this book has such insane emotional whiplash. what do you MEAN one piney point storyline is about nearly drowning and the other is about a moonlight swim with cornelia?!?

someone should really draw fanart of samantha wearing the protagonist’s capris (big bow and all)

tbh, kinda confused by the bike plot line in this story, cause didn’t they incorporate the bicycle short story into the main beforever books?

new career path dropped for samantha, folks! (medical field)

mmm the fear about illness is getting a little too relatable here

i love how much dress up there is in this book:) literally would’ve rocked my world as a child

not the ENTIRE RYLAND CLAN coming over for dinner. a formal dinner with eddie actually sounds so horrific

… guess that’s the note we’re ending on for me. thanks for reading my rambles, and feel free to let me know if there’s other journey books i should check out in the future!

[myveryownfanfiction]

Chapter 39

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @plush4bunny, @stark-ironman

warnings: swearing, pregnant reader, spoilers for season 3 episode 2

Abby stood in front of Dan and Jake, envelope in her hands. Dan kept glancing over at me, hands flexing as he tried to destress without me next to him. Jake was glancing nervously at Dan.

“we have two options. I can give you the papers and you can read them yourselves. Or I can read them.” Abby said, playing with the papers in her hand. Gurgs cleared her throat as she entered the room. “Third option. Gurgs reads the report.”

“I always wanted to be a 90s game show host.” She said, smiling at me as I nervously rubbed my stomach. I took a deep breath before looking over at Dan again. “The results are in. Dan fielding you…” gurgs struggled to pull the paper out. Abby got it out and frowned.

“you do not have a daughter. Ah nuggets.” She slumped, looking at Dan. “The lab must have mixed up my dna and Jake’s.” She sighed as he got up to hug her. “Well at least that confirms you’re not my brother.” Jake made a face before she kissed him. “I’ll explain later.” Dan sighed as he made his way to me. He kissed my head before sitting down next to me.

“so now what?” I asked, looking over at Abby.

“I can send this down to the crime lab and we’ll have results in 48 hours.” Gurgs offered. Dan and Jake nodded, prompting gurgs to fill out an evidence bag.

“and I’m out.” Dan said, helping me up before wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “We have some things we need to do.” He led me out of the office and down the hall. “I honestly don’t know how I feel about this.” He admitted as we headed to his office. “Having a baby is one thing. Jake’s a full grown adult.” I nodded.

“It must be shocking to say the least. I know it has been for me.” I said, squeezing dans waist. “And I’m sure it’s slightly killing you that you weren’t there when he was a kid.”

“a little yeah.” Dan admitted as we sat on his couch. “But honestly, I don’t care. Because I’m going to have all that soon anyway. If I am his father…” Dan shrugged. “I’ll do my best. I won’t just be a deadbeat. But I don’t think I am. Despite everything, I was safe. I took precautions.”

“you were the one making sure we didn’t have any happy little accidents before we decided on this.” I reminded him. Dan nodded. “Look whatever happens, I stand by you. I took that vow of no matter what. It’s just a lot to take in.” Dan kissed my head.

“thank you.” He whispered. “Is it bad I just want to hide in here until all of this blows over?”

“I was going to suggest taking the next few days off.” I said, cupping his cheek. Dan leaned into it and sighed. “This is bound to impact you as a lawyer. And it would be a little easier to go to that appointment with me tomorrow.” Dan hummed before kissing me.

“or we could cancel the appointment and spend the whole day in bed.” He murmured, hand slipping over my hip to pull me closer. I chuckled as I gently pushed on his chest.

“you know we can’t cancel.” I reminded him. “But afterwards I don’t see any reason not to.” Dan hummed happily before kissing me again.

“which appointment is it?” He asked. I leaned against him with a sigh.

“it’s the big one.” I said, frowning. “Blood tests. Medical history for both of us. But the doctor did say at the end of all of it, we’ll be able to hear the baby’s heartbeat.” Dan bit his lip.

“that’s going to be strange.” He mused, kissing my forehead. I nodded. “Yeah. Let’s just stay in bed after all that.” I giggled as I looked up at him. His hand was hovering over my stomach. “How strange is it that I can’t wait until you start to show? Not in a you’re going to be hot with a baby bump thing, even though you are.” I laughed as Dan pulled me closer. “But in a we did it kind of way.”

“no i feel the same way.” I said, cupping his cheek again. I ran my fingers through his beard and Dan made a noise. “We tried for so long and finally…” Dan nodded.

“yeah.” He breathed out before standing up. Offering me his hand, he pulled me up. “Let’s go home.” The next morning, I woke up to a text from Abby.

“well fuck.” I groaned. Dan hummed, pressing his face into the back of my neck.

“what?” He groaned as I pulled away to answer my phone. I tapped away at the screen for a few minutes before tossing it back on the nightstand. Dan pulled me back against him and buried his face into the crook of my neck. “What’s wrong?”

“we need to go into work tonight.” I sighed as I reached up to card my fingers through his hair. “The results came in early.” Dan groaned. “Yeah I know.”

“I’m kind of at the point I don’t want to know.” He grumbled. I nodded.

“Jake does though. And he deserves to know who his father is.” I whispered. Dan sighed. “Just think about it for a second. How do you think our kid would feel if they didn’t get to know you? Be around you?” Dans hand stretched out over my stomach and I had to fight the urge to smile.

“shut the fuck up.” He muttered. A kiss was pressed to my shoulder as Dan got up. “I guess it’s time to get up and get ready for that appointment.” I rolled over onto my back, the blanket falling down off my shoulders. Dan leaned against the dresser as he looked me over.

“the appointment isn’t until noon.” I said. Dan smirked at me before coming over and scooping me out of bed.

“I know. But when you look like that…” he started towards the bathroom, making me laugh as he kicked the door closed. Later that night, I practically dragged Dan into Abby’s chambers.

“Abby, before the whole are they aren’t they thing…” I said as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. “Listen.” I pulled up the video and pressed play. The sound of the baby’s heartbeat filled the room. Dan squeezed my shoulder before moving to sit down on the couch. Abby teared up, hugging me tightly.

“no one deserves it more than you two.” She whispered. I smiled at her as I wiped my own tears away after stopping the video. I sat down at the table and waited for Jake. When he came in, Abby handed him the paper. “I think this time it should be the two of you who find out first.” Abby sat down next to me and squeezed my hand. The two men read the paper before looking at each other.

“we’re not related.” Jake said quietly. I bit my lip as I looked at Dan.

“We’re just two unrelated me who went tie shopping.” Dan muttered. He glanced at Jake. “And shared an ice cream.” I giggled into my hand as Jake got up. Abby followed him and I went to sit next to Dan.

“so that’s where you disappeared to.” I said, putting my hand on his leg. Dan nodded. “It was kind of nice wasn’t it?”

“yeah.” Dan sighed. “I liked it more than I thought I would. Being a dad.” He leaned over towards me, leaning against me. “It felt like a bit of a practice run for nine months from now. Well…eighteen years from now. Give or take.” I smiled at him as he laid his head on my shoulder. I kissed the top of his head as I hugged his arm.

“yeah.” I agreed. “And you know what?” He looked up at me. “You’re gonna be a great dad. And our little one is insanely lucky to have you.”

[blubushie]

Hey Blu! I just saw one of your old asks on how the mercs designs are good because they look like normal everyday people you can see out on the streets. And that just reminded me of my favorite tropes in fanfic that I don't see that much in today's TF2 fics which the mercs have an uncanniness to them because of their regular looks. Like I remembered it popped up more often in the fics that where publish when I was in high school. Not complaining bc I just appreciate it more when it pops up. Like there's a ficlet still circulating here where while in jail, before comic 2 happens, Scout basicly beats up most of the inmates in jail for ciggs for Spy. It sets up how intimidating Scout is when an inmate twice Scouts size couldn't even move him and how the inmate was jarring reminded that despite his size, Scout is One of the infamous 9 mercenaries.

Like bc of this trope I developed headcanons that the mercs are actually the closest things to super soldiers bc of 1.) Constant fighting/training 2.) Mad science/experimentation of Medic 3.) Respawn keeping them at near top shape/slow aging. So regular looking guys + intense fighting near daily + mad science/magic + random weird shenanigans that happens to them = an uncanniness and uneasiness around the mercs in public when they move in away /do stuff no average person can do or is expected to do of their appearance.

Sorry if this makes no sense it's 7:14am and I literally JUST woke up, do not expect lucidity from me yet

I love this shit and it features slightly in my fic, both in Jesse's fighting ability but also Mundy's. Primarily it's Mundy's—he gets in more fistfights in the fic than Jesse (though not for her lack of aggression).

I don't think RESPAWN would do much via muscle training—every time they die, any muscle progression is just reset. So the physically strongest of the mercs would be those that don't die often. Heavy, because of his health bar, and maybe Medic, because everyone protects him (and he lugs around the Medigun which must weigh a fucken tonne). This is supported a little by Medic outright lifting Soldier off his feet in Expiration Date.

But there's gotta be some shit they're feeding those cunts if Spy can one-handed fire his stock revolver, a .357 Colt Python; the Big Kill, a S&W Model 29 .44; and the Ambassador, a Dan Wesson PPC .357 (THAT WEIGHS 3.6kg MIND YOU—ALMOST AS MUCH AS MY RIFLE WITHOUT HER SCOPE). This is without mentioning that the Russian translation of the Sniper VS Spy update states that the Ambassador actually fires .50AE like it's a fucken Deagle. Spy's grip strength must be INSANE.

Mostly though I reckon it's mental fortitude over physical. Believe me, you train harder in combat situations than ACTUAL training scenarios because trauma makes shit stick in your brain better. You learn lessons when there's risk better than when there's no risk involved. And with often the mercs die and engage each other physically, I'm fully on the boat of "they look normal, but they're not".

The freakier is that I think they actually blend very well into public environments. Sometimes Sniper walks to the shops in SST minus the thongs and looks like any other bloke off the street you'd see at a servo. Sometimes Scout goes in to the local diner for their all-you-can-eat chicken and waffles deal. Sometimes Engie visits the local tack shop "just for a look around", Soldier and Demo go fishing together, Medic goes to the pharmacy and looking at any of them you'd never suspect a thing.

They all have an almost uncanny ability to look like they entirely belong whereever they are and blend into their environment, so really the only time you even get a hint that they aren't your average person is when there's a situation where they need to showcase their skills. Scout catches a flyball while walking past the local baseball field practically without looking and tosses it back. Soldier can jump down stairs while in a rush and stick the landing with no injury. Demo recognises the sulphur of a gas leak before anyone else can smell it. Spy can lift things his scrawny frame shouldn't be able to lift, Engie can notice any shimmer or shiny thing regardless how small, Sniper has a hawk's eyes and can pick out movement from a half a click away in the dark where other people just see black.

Their jobs have made them very effective professionals—it's a pity the general public so rarely gets to see it.

[psychokinetic-ectoplasm]

Ghostbusters Fanfiction Masterlist

*** REQUESTS ARE TEMPORARILY CLOSED***

Note for requests: In addition to Ghostbusters, I also write for other characters played by the actors involved, namely Dan Aykroyd and Harold Ramis. I will write for most any of their characters, but if I don't know the character well enough, it'll take me longer to write.

Note: All fics are rated Explicit (as per Ao3s rating system) unless otherwise noted

Egon Spengler

Not Jealous (one-shot)

Burning Fascination (complete, 11/11)

Masters of Sex (The Mood Slime Experiments) (complete, 5/5)

Untitled Older Egon (coming soon)

Ray Stantz

Somewhere to Belong (complete, 12/12)

Some Call It Love, I Call It Magic (Older Ray, complete, 12/12)

Love, Unleashed (Older Ray/Spirits Unleashed, complete, 2/2)

These Golden Years (Frozen Empire Fic, one-shot)

It Was Always You (Ray at Columbia/in progress)

Real Love (RGB Ray, in progress)

Untitled Ghost!Ray (in the works)

Untitled Older Ray (in the works)

Peter Venkman

He's Yours (Peter x Dana Barrett one-shot, SFW)

Various

Ghostbusters One-Shots and Drabbles (updated November 27)

Dan Aykroyd Characters

Elwood Blues/The Blues Brothers

That Special Somebody... (complete, 2/2)

Squeeze and Please (one-shot)

I Need You (Blues Brothers AU, complete, 13/13)

Anything For You (one-shot)

Untitled BB2000 (in the works)

The Thing I Need the Most (Jake Blues one-shot, in the works)

Misc.

Dan Aykroyd Characters One-Shot Collection (updated Dec. 26)

We Keep Watch For Each Other (Ellis Fielding/Loose Cannons, complete)

When I Start Lovin' I Just Can't Stop (Mike Weber/Soul Man, complete, 11/11)

The Way You Love Is Good As Money (Roman Craig/The Great Outdoors, in progress)

Let It Only Ever Be Me (Fred Garvin/SNL, one-shot)

Merry Dan Aykroyd-mas (SFW Christmas Collection, Complete 25/25)

Some Things Are Meant To Be (Roy/Love At First Sight (1977) coming soon)

Loving the Alien (Beldar Conehead, coming soon)

Untitled Vic fanfic (Neighbors, in the works)

Untitled Darren "Mother" Roskow fic (Sneakers, in the works)

Untitled Joe Friday fic (Dragnet 1987, in the works)

Untitled John Burns fic (The Couch Trip, in the works)

Untitled Louis Winthorpe III fic (Trading Places, in the works)

Untitled Cliff Skridlow fic (Doctor Detroit, in the works)

Harold Ramis Characters

Someday Soon I'm Gonna Make Him Mine (Russell Ziskey, in progress)

Harold Ramis Characters One-Shot Collection (updated June 17)

Untitled Steven Buchner One-shot (Baby Boom, in the works)

Will update these as I go along! Anything that's underlined is a link!

KEY:

In progress = currently posting chapters

Coming soon = enough is written for me to nearly be ready to start posting

In the works = not enough written to start posting, but it is actively being worked on

[codename-adler]

My 2 niche aftg takes are that I love and accept Nora’s extra content, just because they don’t get married or say I love u or any of that stuff, doesn’t mean they are not healing and that they can never truly be healed without those things, it’s just that those are not important to them and that’s valid, their happy ending doesn’t have to look like everyone else’s (I also love and accept Nora’s writing, not a fan of when everyone jokingly bashes her books as if she didn’t capture all our hearts, art is meant to make you feel, and she succeeded in that a lot more than a lot of other ‘good’ writing)

Number two is that I’m not a fan of a lot of the fanon characterisation of Andrew and Neil, I know it’s par for the course in queer media that a fandom will feminise one character and masculinise the other (and make one the ‘bottom’ and one the ‘top’ respectively) , and I even expected it, obviously that’s weird in itself but that’s not even the part that bothers me that much since I knew it would happen, the part that does is that they clearly have done it the wrong way round, because like, if any one of those boys is going to wear a skirt, it’s Andrew, he’s the one that likes fashion and might decide to experiment, not Neil. If anyone is a ‘submissive’ it’s Andrew, the way he acts in the books, he literally does anything neil wants to make him happy, and if anyone gives top energy, it’s Neil josten, and I know this is silly but I guess it made the whole thing a lot more jarring for me when I went on to read fanfic and it felt even more ooc than it usually would. Anyway that’s all.

that damn extra content... Okay. i have barely read any of it.

i've read Wymack's story / Dan's recruitment; me likes. i just love that man. nora knows how to build her men.

i've read Jean's drafts and his abuse at the Nest; me hates. the SA just thrown in there for what? Riko's already dead, it's pointless to further villainize him when the series is over. i hate SA as an afterthought, something that gives character, something being used as a plot device. with the announcement of TSC however? we'll see...

i've read Allison's future; me irks. see previous ask.

andreil stuff, i've read about here and there but not directly from the source; some me laughs, some me don't care. that's literally it. i don't give it much, if any, thought at all.

i've heard of Renee's future in the peace corps and marrying a man; me ew ew ew. she is so queer-coded it's baffling how that was achieved with Renee/Jean in mind. and the peace corps?? that toxic american white savior bullshit?? baby no. there are much better religious orgs and rep out there.

the rest is mystery to me. i'm cumulating more and more reasons to thoroughly read through the EC, but it's not like... an urge. i'll get to it when i get to it. i appreciate nora sakavic for writing it, but also for not pushing it everywhere. she doesn't mind whether one considers it canon or not. i really, really appreciate that of her. SO DO NOT COME FOR HER AND HER WRITING. aftg is GOOD. it was never badly written. it's just so out of left field that it is difficult not to be made to feel ashamed for liking the series by mainstream lit and lit. corps. honestly give me a work of literature that has had a stronger grip on its readers than aftg and that you consider being 'well-written' in comparison. i will never, ever say it's bad. because it isn't. i will not be taking any question.

as for the second part of this ask... i am uncomfortable discussing sexual fanon content, and i simply do not read that kind of stuff very often, again because it's not for me, so i won't be able to add to this. perhaps other mutuals can reach out to you on this?

thank you for your contribution @doctorwhomybae and sorry for the tardiness!

[lixenn]

Overview

Since I’ve come out of my introverted gremlin cave and started to actually work regularly on my writing as well as posting my stuff on here, I’ve decided to structure my blog a bit. Mostly to prevent people from getting absolutely lost in this chaotic mess.  

I will try to keep this as updated as possible but there might be a bit of a delay between me posting new content and updating this, so please keep that in mind.

General info

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Art commissions are open! More information here.

Tags

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Katekyo Hitman Reborn

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KHR writing prompts

Prompts are open, just drop them in my inbox and I'll see what the nonsense generator can fabricate!

Prompt rules/intro

Dan and Celeste

Dan and Vlasta

The Housekeeping AU

#the housekeeping AU #khr daniele costa #khr dave #khr valerie rebner #khr vlasta gast #khr marina costa #khr cilmi #khr yves #khr sam #khr blaze

This is me playing around in the Varia sandbox, come and join me in my weird delusions!

Witness how the Head of Varia Housekeeping (my OC) is slowly but surely driven insane by crazy Assassin bullshit, meddling assistants (aka Dave), mountains of paperwork and Mafia politics.

(Btw the concept of my Varia Housekeeping was inspired by Umei_no_Mai whose worldbuilding is absolutely Godtier. I kneel before their greatness.)

Character profiles

Chief aka Daniele

Dave

Ottavio under edit

Valerie Rebner

Yves

The Varia Housekeeping survival guide (WIP currently updating on Ao3)

When you are the overworked and underappreciated head of Varia Housekeeping who is sick and tired of cleaning up your employees’ corpses and decide to write up an instruction manual for dealing with Varia's insanity.

The Concept of Causality (ETA on Ao3: December 1st)

Current edited chapter count: 5/?

Chapter 6 WIP

Housekeeping Snippets (WIP currently updating on Ao3)

Snippets of my Housekeeping AU starring my various OCs which I posted on tumblr. These are in non-chronological order and mostly focus on character interactions and shenanigans.

Detective Dave is on the case (complete on Ao3 but might add something later on)

Dave has never been able to resist a good mystery, so when one of his informants was suddenly murdered under suspicious circumstances, what else is he supposed to do other than immediately stick his nose into other people's business? ("Can you for once in your life not poke the sleeping dragon with a stick?" "But Chief! A murder mystery! Delivered right to my front door!" "..." "Hey, we are you going? Chief? Chief! I still need you to sign these forms! Come back!" )

This is my crossover with Myell's Killer Whale AU, so if you aren't familiar with her 'verse this story might be a bit confusing, I recommend checking her stuff out first a then coming back to this one. (Shamelessly advertising my Buddy's story again hehehehe)

Fanfic recs

I've decided to indulge myself and finally make a list some of my favourite KHR fanfics, feel free to check it out!

Fic recs

Naruto

How Uzushio was saved by drunken seal shenanigans (WIP kinda on hold)

The story of how Uzumaki Ren – explosion specialist, seal master and everyone’s favourite mad scientist – saves his village from destruction, revolutionizes the medical field, adopts a puppy, and gives his Kage an aneurism. Not necessarily in that order.

Note: I still have stuff for this story prewritten (but nothing post-worthy just yet), but since KHR has overtaken all my brain space, I’ll probably won’t work on this for a while. I’m still super attached to my mad scientist baby Ren, so there will be more content! … Just in the very far future 😅

[tupperwaretub]

Blood-Ridden (part 1)

Pairing: Joel Miller x (firefly) male! Reader

A/n: hellooo! Just a note to say that this is a TLOU fanfic idea I've had for a WHILE now and i really wanted to turn it into a series of sorts. Of course that depends on how this first one does lol. I put the pairing as Joel Miller x male reader as that's the plan for the series but this first part is specifically about the (firefly) part. Anyways i hope you enjoy 🤭

Summary: You lost your friend to Fedra at the beginning of the apocalypse and you're given the chance to get some sort of revenge.

Warnings: death, pretty graphic, reader developing trauma, read with care.

Part two: here

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It was just a normal day, you were in your shared dorm room with your friend Daniel. You and him had met two years ago on your first day at Uni, you've been attached by the hip ever since. Talking to him, being with him it was just... Easy. He made you feel at home no matter how far away you really were.

One am, one in the morning you were rudely awaken by a terrified Daniel shaking you. You jolted up in an instant, his shaking scaring you.

"y/n, Y/n we gotta go! Theres shit exploding outside and theres an emergency broadcast saying to stay inside, to lock all doors and windows!" He exclaimed in a panic.

"then we lock the doors and windows Daniel!" You argued.

"No! Y/n you don't understand people are going fucking crazy eating eachother we have to get as far away as possible!" He seems really shaken so you agree, you quickly grab your jacket and place it over your pajamas.

The moment you stepped outside all your saw was carnage, people attacking people, people setting off explosions, cars crashing. You drag Daniel to your car and frantically started fumbling with the key to start the engine, once the car was started you were out of campus in seconds. You were bumping into people but they didn't seem like people anymore, they were pale and didn't seem really there, like something else was in control.

Outside of campus was equally as horrific but you were so focused on getting you and Daniel as far away as possible you took barely any notice, or maybe it was your adrenaline getting the better of you. Buildings were on fire and there were explosions going off nearby but all you could think about was getting you and Daniel to safety, where ever that is right now... Suddenly you notice a car barreling towards you at full speed causing you to quickly swerve away crashing into a building in the process.

"Shit! Daniel are you okay?" You ask quickly turning to him making sure he wasn't injured.

"my arm! I-i think its broken!" He gasped out.

"Alright, alright. Hand me your gun. I'll keep you safe and we'll go on foot." You say turning to look at the destroyed front of your car which was now smoking.

Daniel handed you his gun, you'd never fired a gun before and you knew how stupid it was to protect Daniel with no past experience with guns but it was also better than nothing. You jumped out of your door and ran around to help Daniel out of the passenger side. You both quickly started running in the direction of a big field you knew of that lead to the highway, you could possibly leave the state if you continued that way for long enough, you knew it was a bad idea to walk that far with Daniel and his broken arm but what other choice was there really?

You were both running and running and running, you were so focused on getting out of there that when Daniel was tackled to the ground by one of those not so human humans it took you a while to process what was happening. When it finally clicked in your head you quickly reached for Daniels gun from your pocket and pulled the trigger. Not expecting the recoil you stumbled backwards and fell over but took no time at all to crawl onto your knees and over to Daniel.

"I'm fine! I'm okay" he says crawling to his feet, but you saw it, the bite mark on his arm.

"Dan.. it bit you." You say slowly.

"oh shit, it did. It's okay im fine." He gives you an innocent smile.

Suddenly a blinding light pointed your way, it was a soldier coming your way.

"hello! Hey! Over here! Please, we need your help my friend hes broken his arm and one of those crazy people bit him, he needs medical attention!" You shout towards the soldier.

"hands up! Put your hands up!" The soldier exclaims, you both comply but Daniel is unable to reach both arms up.

"your friend, this guy here? He was bitten?" The soldier finally asks, lowering his voice but keeping his gun raised in your direction.

"yeah, that thing bit me." Daniel replies.

The soldier goes quiet, reaching towards his walkie and mumbling a few things, then finally saying "yes sir." He raises his gun once more now pointing it towards Daniel, you couldn't figure out what he was going to do, it all happened so fast. It was so loud you jumped to the ground unsure of where he shot, you quickly opened your eyes and crawled over to Daniel. There was a bullet wound piercing right through his neck. There was blood everywhere, not knowing what else to do you tried to apply pressure with your hands. In the end it was all futile, Daniel stopped choking up blood, he stopped writhing in pain and the life drained from his poor eyes.

You felt tears begin to build up and you collapsed into your late friends chest, sobbing. You were grabbed from behind and dragged to a police van, you weren't alone in the van there were several mourning individuals in there.

The van began to drive.

And that's how you ended up here, knee deep in shit because you didn't want to haul bodies into a fire. Getting out of that literal shit hole felt like a payment of its own, but you still went directly to the line of people waiting to be paid for their days work. You collected your pay and applied to do it all over again tomorrow, then began the walk to your run down, sad little apartment in the centre of 'Boston QZ' QZ stood for quarantine zone, noone was allowed out unless they were FEDRA (Americas newest beloved fascist government, the ones who killed Daniel) and everyone coming in was to be tested and checked for infection.

You were miles deep in your own thoughts when suddenly there was a tap on your shoulder making you jump and giving you goose bumps.

"hey there." You turned around to match a face to a voice, it was a slightly taller man with dark hair and rough stubble. You couldn't blame the man for looking rough, everyone did.

"names Tommy, you?" He asked breaking you out of thought once more.

"y/n, my names y/n." You replied, feeling cautious but also feeling as if you could trust this Tommy guy.

He shook your hand making you feel slightly normal for just a second.

"you look like you haven't eaten in months." He exaggerated.

"jeez thanks, first impressions obviously aren't important to you" you reply feeling offended at his comment.

"yeah sorry. Look, come with me I'll give you a good meal, i promise." You dont trust him much, he could just murder you for all you know, but what the hell why not, it's not like you've got any reason to be moping about the planet, best case scenario you get fed.

"yeah what the hell why not." He smiled and gestures you to follow him. He takes you to what you believe to be an abandoned old hotel, inside were a good bunch of people talking in groups. Few turned to look but looked away again when they saw Tommy, these guys must be his friends.

"Tommy? Who the hell is this? I thought i told you not to bring strangers here, Fedra is gonna catch on soon if you keep doing this!" A woman angrily explains to tommy.

"Marlene, last time i brought my brother Joel here, now I'm bringing my friend y/n. I know we can trust both of them." He reassures Marlene, flashing you a smile.

"well is y/n being recruited or is he just here to sight see like your brother?" Marlene snapped, she seemed gobby to you.

Tommy turned to you.

"sudden I know, but, for a bit of fun you wanna try out for the fireflies?" He asks.

You'd not heard much about the fireflies other than FEDRA calling them 'want to be terrorists' and 'not to worry about them as they wont amount to much'. Anti fedra sounded right up your street.

"you're that anti fedra terrorist group?" You ask to confirm what you already knew.

"terrorists is a stretch and yeah." Tommy replied.

"i wanna try out." You say without a second of consideration.

"that was quick, you sure about that?" Marlene asked.

"anti fedra is who I am, not unlike most people they took almost everything from me..." You paused to swallow down your need to cry. "But unlike most i want to do something about it." You finished.

"well, Tommy seems to trust you so he can deal with you. He gets murdered its his own fault then." Marlene grumbled walking away, obviously wasnt a fan of new people but then again who is in this newfound world where everyone is stabbing each others backs to survive.

"alright y/n, this way. You ever shot a gun?" He said sparking small talk as you walked up a set of stairs.

"once..." You replied somberly, some flashbacks of the loud bang, the stumbling to the ground and the infected biting Daniel.

"well, I'll show you how to properly shoot one before i give you your own. Marlene is gonna take a while to trust you so I'd say take the time when you're still unarmed to get on her good side." He paused opening the door to a storage room and letting you walk in. "But for now I'll teach you a couple basics." He hands you a gun with a longer attachment on the end which you identified as a silencer based on the action movies you'd watched before the infection.

You stared at the gun in your hand, you'd never killed an actual person, just that one infected. But you had this incurable urge to kill, each and every last FEDRA soldier and anyone who tries to get in your way...

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A/n: that was longer than I expected it to be and sorry for any mistakes or crappy grammar i wrote this while exhausted,but i hope you enjoyed nonetheless 🤭