#french fanfiction tho >>

[feralwetcat]

Ok but imagine i have kids somehow qnd have to explain how i met my partner.. like.. yeahhh we met online.. where? Oh uhm..........wattpad.. like bro i do NOT wanna have that conversation if anybody asks we met during a school program or some shit

@taruulive hi hun

[nettedtangible]

Hate to say it bc I know the fandom froths it but... Regulus speaking French to James when James has no idea what he's saying is such a loser move. Like, yeah if it's a swear or he's like doing a sexy turning him on by speaking french thing, sure. But just slipping in and out of French like??? omg what a lame thing to do. If i busted out my second language casually when talking to my friends they would never stop giving me shit for it.

I just feel like ppl don't do that. Unless they're trying real hard to flex. Which Reg does. Love him so much he's honestly such a loser.

[hey-heigo]

Chapter 12

UH OH

SEE HERE FOR GENERAL WARNINGS AND FIC SUMMARY

Some pre-chapter notes:

trying to move away from writing toko like chunsoft and adding more to her character (she's traumatized she wants to be loved but she's going about it in the worst way) but in the end none of her actions are condoned. she's fucked up still sorry but written in a more sympathetic light i hope?

syo WILL be in this fic but i do my best to make her hand-wavy explanation ambiguous (fuck whatever canon says about 'textbook split personality' btw)

@moonlighttogami and @tokiwigiwi :)

Content warning tags: implication of stalking/blackmail, Toko-expected creepiness, use of violence, character death

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He’s not sure how much time passes when the door opens again.

“Finally,” He huffs, not bothering to turn. “Took you long enough. Honestly, how long does it take-”

He halts, as the intruder steps into the room, and quickly clicks his handbook shut. These weren’t Makoto’s footsteps. And - he surreptitiously covers his nose - that wasn’t Makoto’s smell. But he knows whose it was.

“...Toko. What do you want.” He turns and glares at the girl who has intruded on his space. She fidgets where she stands, a thin shadow of dark purple. The smell of her has grown stronger over the past few weeks, and hangs around her like a miasma.

“M-master Byakuya…”

He feels a full-bodied shiver of disgust run over his skin. “Don’t call me that.”

She ignores him, and carries on. “A-about last night…”

Right. To be completely honest, he was hoping that he had scared her enough the night before to make her leave him alone entirely. But he’s not surprised either; if she had the nerve to blatantly try and look at his secret, it wasn’t surprising that she had the boldness to try and confront him like this.

“What about last night.” He says stiffly, and she jumps as if shocked.

“I-I know about your eyes!” She blurts at last. “A-and, I know Ch-Chihiro knows it too…I, I heard you t-talking about it i-in the b-bathhouse last night…”

He feels his lip curling, revolted. Of course she had eavesdropped; she was quickly proving to be one of the more annoying stalkers he’d ever had the displeasure of dealing with. The number of people who were aware of his condition was also rapidly increasing against his will. At this point he might as well do the same as Fujisaki and announce it out loud.

Fukawa continues in her irritating stutter. “A-and…y-your envelope…” He freezes immediately, suddenly latching on to her every word.

“What did it say?” He demands, and she flinches - shivers? - arms crossing over her torso.

“I-if I t-tell you, y-you won’t w-want anything to d-do with m-me anymore…” She mutters, seemingly to herself, and he feels another wave of revulsion roll over him.

“Out with it. I already want nothing to do with you, but if you don’t speak up now-” 

What will he do? He tries to come up with a threat that can hold actual weight, but they all sound pathetic, even to himself. If only Makoto were here, he could at least get him to chase her away…how long does it take to talk to three people, anyways?

Ironically, it’s Fukawa who saves him from having to think of something. “I-I know you’re r-really mad at m-me for r-reading your secret last night,” She continues, and she’s swaying slightly, as if drunk. “U-um, I-I promise n-not to t-tell anyone! About your eyes, o-or your envelope…a-and, I’ll t-tell you mine, t-too.”

“I’m not interested.” He says flatly. “Tell me what was written in my envelope. Now.”

She shakes her head instead. “I-I know th-there’s no way for you t-to have r-read yours yet, right? S-so only I know!” The light catches on her spectacles, and it gives the illusion of two, illuminated orbs on her face. “W-which makes me m-more special than M-Makoto, or Chihiro, right?”

She sounds deranged. Her voice is pitched with desperation, and she’s breathing heavily. She takes a step closer. “I-I know all your s-secrets, and once y-you know mine…s-so you can r-rely on me, m-more than Makoto, o-or Chihiro?” Another step, and the floorboard creaks. “I-I’ll do better than th-them! And, and I can accept you f-for all your secrets, s-so, you don’t n-need them, I promise!”

“Stay back.” He snaps, shifting backwards. The revulsion was curdling, mixing with fear, and crawling down his back like something physical, like the vile, unwanted sensation of fingernails, tickling over his skin. He hates this irrational panic - she was just a girl, and a pathetic one at that - but here he was, shying away anyways, unable to discern her next move, her intentions. “I’m warning you-”

She lurches forward, and he takes an inadvertent step back. His back meets the bookshelf; he was trapped. “S-so don’t get scared,” She says, though these words really only have the opposite effect on him. “D-do you remember the news, a few y-years back? A-about Genocider S-Syo?”

Genocider Syo? The name sounds familiar, but it takes him a moment to place where he’s heard it before. It was a few years before he enrolled at Hope’s Peak, while in transit to some social gathering or another; Pennyworth had left the car radio tuned to the local news. 

“The serial killer?” He asks aloud, as he subtly searches the shelves behind him, trying to find something to use as a weapon. The tip of his index finger catches on the spine of a large, plastic-bound copy of some textbook or another, and he leverages it slowly out of the shelf, feeling sweat beginning to slicken its cover.

She nods eagerly, her braids bouncing. “I-I knew you’d kn-know about it,” She sounds relieved, somehow, voice breathless. “Y-you know, th-the first place Syo turned up was the town w-where I was b-born…i-it was my f-first crush that was the f-first victim, y’know?”

It clicks together quickly for him. The radio announcer had described bloody and ugly scenes of murder, the displayed corpses of young men and boys, all attributed to a mysterious killer with a penchant for stabbing their victims. And now standing before him was a clearly-deranged, unwell girl, well-known for her romance novels, and apparently obsessed with him.

“I-it’s okay!” She says hurriedly, as he presses himself closer to the shelf. “Sh-she only c-comes out when I-I’m really t-tired, o-or if I see b-blood…b-but, I c-can control her! I am controlling her, I promise!” She steps forward again, and this close, he can see the sickly flush on her face, the shine of sweat - tears? - down her cheeks. “I’ve b-been working s-so hard, s-so she won’t h-hurt anyone again…so it’s o-okay! I c-can be good! See?” She hiccups slightly, she must be crying. He can’t imagine why. “S-so now we can be equal, r-right?!”

She staggers towards him again, and he reacts before he can even think twice about it, yanking the book from its shelf and swinging blindly. The edge catches her across the face, whipping it sharply to the side with a sickly crack and a squeal - there’s a crest of blood, splattering up the length of the book, he can feel a few warm drops splash his hand, the skin crawling where it landed - and she crashes against the shelves with a shriek, stumbling.

“Why?!” She wails, hands shooting to her face. She sounds genuinely distraught, and she shakes as she scrubs at her nose with her palms. “I-I told you m-my biggest secret, a-and I kn-know yours…w-why won’t you tr-trust me?!”

“Trust you?!” He laughs, mirthless and a little frenzied, pitched wildly with his thudding heart. “You repulse me.” He steps forward now, book still clutched in his shaking hand. “Why would I ever trust a murderer in a killing game?”

She flinches as if his words were more physical blows, stumbling away from him and knocking against the shelf. A few books rain down, thudding open on the floor. “I-It’s not me,” She babbles, clutching at her head. “S-Syo - she’s j-just s-someone else, she’s in m-me, b-but I can c-control her, I p-promise - sh-she’s not me, she’s not me, she’s not!”

It sounds vaguely like some dramatized description of a split personality, though Byakuya had never heard of any such disorder that matched Fukawa’s apparently extreme case. Whatever the girl had going on would probably warrant its own DSM volume, but he wasn’t particularly interested in that. “I don’t care if she’s a ghost that’s possessing you or a secret twin taking your place. I want nothing to do with either of you.”

“B-but-”

“Get out.” He snarls, chest heaving. “If I hear anything - anything - on my condition, I will make you wish you were dead.” She doesn’t move, and he feels his teeth clench enough to creak. “I said, OUT.”

She darts, stumbling and stepping through one of the piles of boxes on the floor, completely breaking through the lid. Whatever was inside it stays looped around her ankle as she kicks the lid off, and clicks against the floor as she sprints away, her sobs fading as she goes.

___

For safety, he blocks off the door to the library with the chair, jamming it beneath the handles.

Then, he waits for Makoto, pacing, agitated. Really, how long could it take to accompany one person to talk to three people? His clock in his handbook stated that hardly an hour had passed since Makoto first left, and ten minutes since he sent Fukawa away. Surely, he had to be coming back eventually?

Not that there was anything keeping Byakuya in the library, other than his own uncertainty regarding his safety. Considering that he knew Fukawa’s alternate identity, and her apparent infatuation with him, it would be foolish to make the trek back to his room alone.

He stops pacing, frustration and restlessness boiling over. And returns to the files, shuffling through them, handbook held aloft to read the names printed on the edge of each folder, ignoring the ones that clatter to the ground after he shoves them haphazardly back. Finally, he comes across the one he's looking for, and slides it out of the shelf.

The front of it is stamped with the title in silver: ‘The Murder Cases of Genocider Syo: Top Secret’. He flips it open.

The text is interspersed with images of the victims before and after their unfortunate encounters with Fukawa. He can’t make much out about them, other than the fact that all the murder scenes seemed similar enough; photos of pale bodies, stretched out as if crucified, splattered with blood. Their faces, which must have been twisted with agony, are merely dark smudges.

“...As with the other cases, at the scene of the crime the word ‘BLOODLUST’ was written with the victim’s blood,” Alter Ego reads aloud. “The scissors used in the murder were apparently custom-made, with every pair left at each murder scene seeming to be of the same material and construction…”

How vile. He flips through the pages (one of which is annoyingly wrinkled, and furthermore, smudged with dirt), reading through the victim's descriptions. There was a sort of morbid curiosity that drew him to read further, even as his stomach turned with the knowledge that he could end up like one of these men; pinned like a butterfly for the killer to admire and laud over.

He snaps the file shut at last, feeling nauseous, and sinks down with his back against the shelf, suddenly exhausted - the adrenaline from Fukawa’s confrontation is gone, leaving behind a bone-deep fatigue. Sluggishly, he categorizes what he knows:

One: Fukawa was also Genocider Syo, a notorious serial killer who targeted young men.

Two: Fukawa both knew he was blind, and the contents of his envelope. He reaches into his pocket and feels for it, the paper now crinkled and warped. He still can’t bring himself to try and use Alter Ego to read its contents, but so long as Fukawa knew…there was little he could do about it.

That brought him to three: Fukawa was apparently obsessed with him. That was clear from the start, but he underestimated how dangerous her infatuation was. What she wanted from him was, apparently, some kind of romanticized relationship, if her mutterings about mutually sharing secrets and calling him ‘master’ was anything to go by, but nothing that could possibly be built on equal footing. Not if she was trying to leverage the envelope’s contents and his blindness against him.

He pauses at that. Did Fukawa know he was capable of using Alter Ego through his handbook to read? If she did, then there was no point in her trying to hold it over him. But then that meant she might try to manipulate him in other ways, the most simplest being blackmail. For that, he’d need to silence her…

And to do that, I would need to kill.

He drums his fingers against the hardwood floor. It’d be hard, but he could do it. She was already fixated on him, it should be easy enough to lure her somewhere and take care of her, either with a blunt-force weapon or strangulation - stabbing was too messy with the blood splatter - but the real difficulty then was how to conceal his tracks. 

He thinks for a moment of Maizono, and how she had swapped rooms with Makoto solely for this intention. He thought her foolish then, but in hindsight, it really was an impressive display of quick thinking…though, it wasn’t one that he could copy.

What if he did it in a shared space? In one of the empty classrooms? People hardly went into these rooms, and it’d be harder to pin down the culprit. But he’d have to be fast about it, and careful; anyone who sees him or Fukawa entering that space, or leaving it, could easily identify him as the suspect. It’d have to happen at night.

But, she’s also smarter than she looks… He rubs at his temples now, frowning. She might see the similarities between this and Maizono’s attempt, and realize it’s a trap. I can’t risk that. It’d be easier if I could easily pin it on someone, but the amount of people who might be stupid or willing enough to let themselves be used…

The list was very short. Makoto, who was already a non-option. Yamada, who was too closely allied with Celeste to be trusted. Hagakure, who was too paranoid to be easily led into anything anyways...

And Chihiro.

He’s suddenly struck with the realization that if he succeeds, the others die. It would not be just one person’s blood on his hands, it would be multiple, including those he chooses not to directly involve. He hesitates, for an instant - and then lowers his hands slowly, a sense of defeat settling over him.

He’s already failed before he even started. This game could only have one winner, and if he could not fully commit himself to that role and accept the consequences of it, then he was never a real competitor to begin with. Circles within circles. He was back to the start.

Frustration isn’t something he’s unfamiliar with, but it’s been a long time since he’s felt so overwhelmed with it, as he tilts his head back, knocking it against the shelf as he stares blankly at the brown fog of the ceiling. And then slams a fist against the floor, hissing venomous, ugly curses under his breath. If only he had his eyes, again - he wouldn’t need to be so concerned with such things, wouldn’t need to waver - and yet.

Where the hell is Makoto? He thinks numbly, exhausted with it all. He was sick of being left with nothing but his nerves, and how long did it take to talk to just three people anyways?

Thump, thump, thump.

A rhythmic banging snaps him out of his thoughts. For a moment, he thinks it’s coming from the door, and clumsily pushes himself up, while fumbling for something, anything, to use as a weapon - his hands find the hard, stiff cover of a case file, still on the floor - and stares down the door, waiting for someone to break through it-

But nothing. The chair that’s stuck under the doorknob hasn’t even budged, from what he can tell. The banging continues, and he realizes it sounds more like hammering than knocking. It wasn’t even against the library door.

Construction? Hagakure did mention hearing construction sounds earlier. Was Monokuma building something again?

The sound ends, replaced by footsteps approaching his door. He tenses, taking a step back, but a moment later, the footsteps patter down the hall and away, fading out of earshot. 

He stays where he is for a long moment, caught between terror and curiosity. Curiosity wins out, and he steps slowly to the door, hesitating once more with one hand on the chair.

But before he can even do anything, the air is pierced by a blood-curdling scream, and he throws the chair away, yanking the door open-

Only to be met with the sight of Chihiro Fujisaki’s corpse.

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[insecateur]

Me, looking at vulgar french words for penis: Oh neat they also have Verga

Also tbt to the time a teacher of mine said "Le bilo bitte" instead of Bic and we spent a full hour laughing

"verge" is commonly used in french smut and is at least marginally better than "membre" which is a nightmare imo. "organe" is another euphemism which i feel like you need to be very confident in order to pull off. i haven't written smut in french in so long i'd like to write some this year

"bite" is always funny altho i do think going a step further and reaching for "teub" gives it a real special flavor

[octonerd]

Yeah i remade the design for the fanfiction i haven't started writing yet (I made it more cunt I regret nothing) also name change we becoming French in this bitch "La Représaille d'une Étoile" (A Star's Reprisal) is now the running name for this concept!! gonna get a French speaker to check over the spelling tho before I post it/make it official cause I'm unsure if the title is like grammatically correct? The fanfiction itself is a post-canon fic focusing on what happened to Loop after they faded from Siffrin's universe. The Universe has sent them back to their original world and now Loop has a second chance to make things right. Loop knows that their family would've stayed with them all along but would they say the same now? Afterall, they are no longer the person the party once knew.

uhhh some notes: -this design for loop was very. inspired by S2 viktor from arcane. -This look was intended to give loop a more dimmer look? its due to reason's explored in the fic -They also are supposed to look finite as if they have spikes in one area another part of their body caves in. -the branch they carry is from the favor tree! and they use it as a walking stick/staff most of the time since the universe didn't like give them their dagger back (rude in loop's opinion)

[valvertweek]

VALVERT WEEK 2.0

DATE: february 26th - march 3rd

Theme: Darkness; Between dog and wolf

Meaning: twilight; dawn; the witching hour. The expression comes from 13th century French, to define the time of day where it's just dark enough that a man can no longer distinguish between dog and wolf. [source]

RULES:

Post to tumblr your Valvert content during the designated week, tagging this blog ( @valvertweek ) and, if you want, add the tag #valvert week. I will check the tag daily but it's better to tag the blog since tumblr is bad at searching tags.

Which media can you post? All media types are accepted. Fanart, fanfic, fancam, playlist, plushie, Arm Joe playthrough, moodboard, cosplay, gifset, POV tiktok, embroidering etc. 2.1. For Fics: - If you post to AO3 or other fanfiction site please post a link to the fic with a short summary or a short snippet and content warnings if applicable. - Short fics can be posted directly on tumblr if you want. Longer fics I recommend using an external link, but I'll reblog either way. 2.2 Reposting: - Old stuff is also accepted. The point of the week is to have fun and share your work

Theme: Following the theme is optional. I do recommend trying it tho because it's fun!

NSFW Content and Warnings: I will not curate the content I reblog during the week. I will tag any NSFW content as such, and any trigger warnings I see fit (for example: 'suicide tw' for mention of it or implied). Feel free to ask me to tag something in particular.

Oh no I missed the deadline! Don't worry I'll still reblog your post if you tag this blog anyway.

HAPPY CREATING! I'M SORRY IT'S SUCH SHORT NOTICE!!

[reineyday]

Ten people I'd like to know better!

tagged by: @robinticism which, hello!! i love ur fanfiction sm and i hope u know this 😭🙏💖

last song: i am currently listening to patd's cover of the greatest show haha my playlist is on shuffle. when i hit post on this, the song playing is america's suitehearts by fall out boy. everyone please check out manofbeskar's mishanks band au fic, bc it got me listening to fob's folie à deux album for literally three months straight. tho i've loved america's suitehearts since it came out in 2009ish, i've only come to appreciate the rest of the album this year 'cuz of manofbeskar so thank you. 🙏

(i lied, i typed that but then spent so long triple-checking my answers the playlist's moved onto asymptotic by louie zong. what's this, rei? u have a fic rec for this song too? here's a haikyuu!! matsuhana math team au i love dearly. the fic reminds me of the song, except ofc it's a happy ending, unlike in the song aha.)

favorite color: red & golden yellow :) i'm a warm colour palette typea gal. i even prefer my cool colours warm-toned lol. they feel richer to me when they're warmer.

last book: i'm somewhat ashamed to say it's been a VERY long time since i read a real book. i tackled a short french YA one like, last year? 'cuz i borrowed it from my friend and i'd wanted to to return it. i can rec u an ongoing 300+k bloodweave fic i just finished that i can't stop thinkin' about tho.

last movie: i watched the wild robot w my dad recently. super cute! another movie in the list of movies that tell me to my face that i will always fall in love with sly and charming rogue types that deep down only want to be loved. 🥺💕

last tv show: been watching the ravening war dimension 20 dnd campaign! if that doesn't count, i've also been watching dandadan every week (last week's episode tho!!! SO good omg).

sweet/spicy/savory: savoury most of the time, but also sometimes sweet. very rarely spicy, but not unheard of.

relationship status: single ✌️ i'm a mess and probably demi lmao.

last thing I googled: SPOILERS FOR NYT CONNECTIONS but i was googling crab types. comb crab? not a thing. ❌️ fiddler crabs, however! ✅️

current obsession: oh god, uh. astarion. it's astarion ancunín from bg3. my camera roll is filling up and it used to be so i could draw mihawk in his outfits but now it's just 'cuz astarion's hair is stupid pretty. please see also: my previous answer about rogue types who only want to be loved.

ah, also been getting more into dnd in general--(re)started bc of watching neil newbon (astarion's voice actor; i know, i know, but HE'S SO GOOD AT HIS JOB) doing an actual play one shot as astarion with sam béart who voices karlach (yes, okay, i am like every other bisexual and fell for the pretty rogue vampire and the big red barbarian with biceps for days okay), but also brennan lee mulligan and aabria iyengar, both of whom i love. and then i graduated to watching the bg3 cast's other APs and also mismag s2 and now the ravening war. it's a slippery slope. and my cousin wants to run a one-shot campaign so now i've got a guy too! his name is lysander and he's a dragonborn fighter. 🐲⚔️🔥

(here's the one-shot i'm talking about btw! aabria is the gm, and the table is neil and sam playing astarion and karlach, and then brennan lee mulligan and anjali bhimani who play some really great pc's! neil & sam refer to the story in the halloween one-shot they do with the va's of wyll and lae'zel later on, too. it's cute!)

looking forward to: mmh the aforementioned campaign, i suppose. here's hoping lysander makes some friends!

no pressure ofc but tagging @ofkingsandlionhearts @16th-of-a-twigg @andaniellight @albifrons @eyesonstars-feetonground @giurochedadomani @starlightbelle @incalamity @conartisthaiji @spikyiwaizumi

[snowsays]

ok Keeper fans, I want yall to give me all your headcanons about Sophie and her friends (including Stina) that might fit a human au

the brainrot is real and I'm writing fanfiction for the first time in 12 years and it's a human, college au (tho the setting isn't exact, they're gonna visit Everglen and the college is gonna be Foxfire but other than that I think I'm gonna leave it up to imagination if this is a world where the elven cities exist as human cities, like a random human city called Eternalia, or if they don't exist at all). It's sokeefe, with maybe some dexiana in the background. I have some ideas but I need more info to fully pad their characters (imagine two hands filling a Sophie Foster stuffie)

For Sophie I'm keeping her fashion sense mostly t-shirts, jeans and sneakers. Not super baggy but also not form-fitting. Kinda like, baggy tshirt tucked into straigh leg jeans vibes. Not super colorful either. She still doesn't feel comfortable standing out.

I remember in book 1 she was listening to rock so pls recommend rock bands (I'm more of a vibe girly so I'll listen to whatever has a good sound and dont follow many artists/bands themselves so I only know like the 70s-80s classics and some random songs I think are cool, like Seven Nation Army and How Far We've Come), but I dont want to make her feel like a pick-me/im-not-like-other-girls so I kinda want to make her like pop too. And I already decided she likes the Deadpool movies (bc Amy has an X-Men tshirt in Nightfall, and Sophie makes a Rogue reference), but also romcoms. Also I'm thinking her and Stina would be in college to become vets

Biana is ofc a girly girl, I'm imagining mostly skirts and dresses, some jeans every once in a while, but also very stylish, idk about shoes tho, pretty sure in canon she wears heeled boots everywhere, but irl heels are tiring so...maybe sandals? I also imagine her as more of a pop girly with an edgy side in both music and movies, bc in canon she's not a damsel in distress, so I'm imagining she's an Olivia Rodrigo fan (not saying that Olivia is edgy...idk if she's edgy, I like her music but I wouldnt dare define it, she just popped into my head, as I said, I dont follow artists that much), and she would like both romcoms and action/spies movies (bc vanisher). I'm not sure about her major, I read a fanfic where she was a fashion designer and I like that, I was also thinking maybe art bc I just read a post that talked about how she painted over Tam's mom's painting in Nightfall. I know in the US she could do both but idk

As for the boys...I have no idea. I'm thinking Dex as a mechanical ingenieer (the spanish, french and english are all mixing in my brain and completely jumbled that word, sorry if its written completely wrong) bc ofc, technopath. Keefe as an art student, also he likes Deadpool too, and both beer and fruity drinks, and he still has Mrs Stinkbottom but I have nothing else on him, besides keeping his daddy and mommy issues ofc. Fitz I have no idea.

The rest of the gang I'm not sure if it's going to appear (I'm still trying to think if I should give Fitz a partner, and who would it be in that case), Tam might be mentioned tho, as the quiet fourth roommate of Dex, Keefe and Fitz, who doesnt like to mingle at parties much. But I'll be thankful for any headcanons you can give me of any member of the gang. Or facts that could be useful in a human au

This was longer than I expected, I'm sorry

[neon-in-the-night-time]

on may 12th, 2019, season 3 episode 3 of miraculous ladybug bakerix was released. a high schooler, i watched it as soon as the english sub was out. at the time, knowing nothing about bread, i questioned nothing of what the show told us of what's traditional in bread baking. 5 years, a full academic year's worth of classes in breads and viennoiserie, and partway through an internship at a bread bakery later, i am returning to the episode to see how badly astruc fucked up. let's do this.

ok u know what? i’m turning on the french dub with english sub... i don't want to hear any "cat noir"s here it's chat noir

ok i know i’m watching this for the bread but she KNITS her dad a WHOLE ASS SWEATER evERY YEAR for his birthday? holy fuckingn shit marinette where do u find the time... his birthday is TODAY and she has like a tenth of one panel done? holy shit marinette ur cooked

"he's a little old fashioned in his ways" ...he was racist, wasn't he? i feel like i remember the reason mari's grandpa became a hermit was bc tom married sabine

what the fuck is tom doing to that loaf of bread dough... the tiniest of folds lmao

bro* gets a flour delivery of a single bag of flour lmao... looks like a 50 lb but idk. no way that mailman is just casually hauling that over his shoulder. idk. i don't know how strong mailmen are

*bro being rolland dupain

ok but why is marinette struggling to carry the bag of flour... does she not help her parents in the bakery? i couldve sworn that was a plot point... or maybe it was fanfiction.

also the animation is waaaaaay higher quality than i remember... perks of not watching it on youtube i guess

what the fuck is rolland doing... only folding half the dough. why is he sprinkling salt onto it. more importantly why is he fucking with these mice

ok i mean like. you definitely want elasticity and developing gluten... but that's in the mixing stage. this is clearly after the dividing... that dough is hella overworked

bro doesn't like vegetables and cheese in bread.... so he's one of Those people. got it

"my son and his wife who thought adding rice to the dough would make the inside of the bread lighter" ...i’m sorry THAT'S what it was about? also wtf? rolland's right! why would you want the inside to be LIGHTER? you WANT a nicely developed crust! also i sure as hell hope tom and sabine aren't doing that to their baguettes because then it's not legally a baguette (i forget if it's in paris specifically or france broadly but either way if you're baguettes have anything except flour water salt and yeast it's not legally a baguette). also adding rice flour... wouldn't reeeeeeally lighten the inside?

damn rolland is so immature

so he puts the bread in the oven, then gets akumatized... damn this akuma fight's on a timer lmao don't wanna come back from fighting ur grandpa only to realize your bread is burnt

also love how they didn't even say what kinda bread it is (/s) like come on. is it pain au levain? sourdough? based on the shape, color, and way it's loaded i assume it's not any kind of sandwich bread. but no. everyone knows there are two types of bread: Round and Baguette

ooooh the akuma's name in the french dub is boulangerix... that's way better than bakerix. bakerix is a stupid name

watching this i think it mightve actually came out in a dub that wasn't french first. idk tho

most likely the akuma fight won't have a lot of bread shit i can critique

lmao the minute rolland deakumatizes he's worrying about the bread in the oven 😂 me too bro

that bread was not floured or scored before they loaded it into the oven lmao

not chat noir trying to get out of picking a favorite lmao

moral of the story: rolland was right except for when he was wrong and astruc knows nothing about bread

[witchyleehibernates-fics]

Savin' Me

Summary:

“Percy,” The music was turned down considerably. “Would you like to join Gambit?” He asked as Percy poked his head back out from behind the doorway. Percy hesitated, eyes wide as he looked into the kitchen. He took a hesitant step out from the doorway, though his hand was holding tight to the doorway. His other hand was shaking slightly as he looked around carefully. It was his first time in the kitchen since he’d been brought to the ‘X-Men Mansion’ or ‘X-Mansion’. He’d always avoided the kitchen unless someone carried him in, usually to eat since he rarely would walk there on his own. Percy swallowed anxiously as his eyes darted around before settling on ‘Gambit’ who was crouching down with a hand stretched out to him. There was still considerable distance between the two, which Percy was thankful for. While he liked ‘Gambit’ far more than anyone else in the mansion, he was still terrified of him. Percy didn’t understand the look on his face, but it wasn’t anger or distaste or anything that Percy had seen Gabe express. It took a moment to place it, but he saw his mama with that expression once. It was soft, kind, and it felt reassuring.

Content Warning's/Trigger Warnings: Mentioned/Implied Past Child Abuse, Healing, Traumatized Percy Jackson, Mentioned/Implied Murder (it's deserved tho and at the very end)

Characters: Percy Jackson, Remy LeBeau (Gambit), Anna Marie Darkholme (Rogue), Jean Grey, Scott Summers, Ororo Munroe (Storm)

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 2,167

Status: Complete

Fanfic Links:

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Percy hid just behind the door frame as he watched ‘Gambit’ move around the kitchen bobbing his head. There was music playing loudly, a voice he recognized from when he and his mama would bake cookies together. He was bobbing his own head slightly, leaning against the door frame. He liked the song, although it was faster paced than what his mama would listen to with him. He was sure that ‘Gambit’ was cooking something, the smells in the air and the stovetop being on gave that away obviously.

There was something said in french as ‘Gambit’ turned around, spotting Percy watching him silently. He looked startled, and Percy hid a little further behind the wall separating them. His heart rate had picked up and there was the brief spike of fear.

“Percy,” The music was turned down considerably. “Would you like to join Gambit?” He asked as Percy poked his head back out from behind the doorway. Percy hesitated, eyes wide as he looked into the kitchen. He took a hesitant step out from the doorway, though his hand was holding tight to the doorway. His other hand was shaking slightly as he looked around carefully.

It was his first time in the kitchen since he’d been brought to the ‘X-Men Mansion’ or ‘X-Mansion’. He’d always avoided the kitchen unless someone carried him in, usually to eat since he rarely would walk there on his own.

Percy swallowed anxiously as his eyes darted around before settling on ‘Gambit’ who was crouching down with a hand stretched out to him. There was still considerable distance between the two, which Percy was thankful for. While he liked ‘Gambit’ far more than anyone else in the mansion, he was still terrified of him.

Percy didn’t understand the look on his face, but it wasn’t anger or distaste or anything that Percy had seen Gabe express. It took a moment to place it, but he saw his mama with that expression once. It was soft, kind, and it felt reassuring.

Percy’s hand left the doorway as he took a hesitant step forward. He was shaking, and his eyes kept darting back to the stovetop, both wearily and fearfully. Gabe would sometimes call Percy to the kitchen to hurt him. But ‘Gambit’ wasn’t Gabe, far from him actually. He took a breath, closed his eyes, and darted forward.

He collided with ‘Gambit’, though the older didn’t move an inch, instead wrapping his arms around Percy and steadying him. This was a massive step for Percy, something which was only noticeable by ‘Gambit’. Percy never seemed to realize when he was able to do something he hadn’t before, but he always noticed when he was no longer scared of it.

“Gambit’s proud of you, petit.” ‘Gambit’ told him, slowly picking him up and holding him. He’d noticed Percy’s hesitant gaze towards the stove, had wondered just what had happened to him to make him fearful of the kitchen. Percy was clutching tightly to his shirt, though Percy’s head was resting on his shoulder. “So proud.” He turned back, carefully watching Percy’s reactions as he reached and turned the song back up.

It left Percy able to see what Gambit was cooking. It was something spicy, which made Percy’s stomach growl. Percy flushed slightly, embarrassed, as ‘Gambit’ laughed slightly. It was a quiet sound, and one that Percy realized that he didn’t hear often. He liked when ‘Gambit’ laughed.

“Sounds like Gambit should hurry up and finish cooking so you can eat,” Gambit chuckled afterwards, bobbing his head to the music. He smiled as he felt Percy bobbing his own head lightly against his shoulder. He barely noticed when the song changed, just that soon enough Percy was sitting up fully in his arm and wasn’t holding so tightly to Gambit anymore.

“Mama liked this song…” Percy’s eyes were watery. “She really liked this song, would hold me and sing every word while the cookies baked.” Percy’s eyes closed as Gambit wrapped his other arm back around Percy.

The song was “Savin’ Me” by Nickelback, which told Gambit plenty about what kind of woman Percy’s mom was. She was strong, and she was most definitely a fighter. He pressed a careful and quick kiss to Percy’s temple, just at his hairline, as he turned and leaned back against the counter.

Gambit closed his eyes as Percy moved and hid his face against Gambit’s shoulder again. He knew his food wasn’t going to burn, in fact it needed to sit for a while anyways. And Percy was still grieving, something which Hank said was going to take a long time. He’d seen his mom get killed protecting him, and then was hiding on the streets for a month.

Gambit felt tears enter his own eyes against his will as Percy started to cry. He hummed along to the song as Percy cried, only opening his eyes when Rogue came into the kitchen, a look of concern and curiosity on her face. She stopped short as she watched Gambit and Percy, the former closing his eyes again.

He bowed his head as Rogue slipped from the kitchen.

Percy cried for another few minutes before he was too tired to continue, something which Hank couldn’t find the cause for. Percy was just exhausted, all of the time and he fell asleep so easily, and he slept for too long.

The Professor theorized that it was caused by the conditions he’d been in previously. Gambit theorized that Percy could be a mutant, since he’d heard Percy say that it was only in Winter that he was so tired all the time. That his ‘mama only worried when it was Winter’. He took a breath as he opened his eyes again, finding that he was already walking towards the fridge.

“Would ya’ like a soda or water, petit?” Gambit asked, opening the fridge. He made sure Percy wasn’t looking in, a scowl on his face as he spotted Logan’s beer in the fridge. He was, apparently, the only one that noticed when Percy was scared or terrified of something.

He’d seen how just last week Percy tensed when he’d seen the beer that Logan was drinking, apparently he was the only one that noticed how Percy avoided Logan at all costs, and he had helped Percy when the nightmares were worse that night. He’d noticed the fear of the kitchen, and often offered for Percy and him to eat in the common area, which helped Percy relax and, just yesterday he’d asked Gambit if he could have more. Percy also hated being alone more than anything else, which was why he’d moved from full time X-Men to emergency member. He was determined to see to it that Percy was never alone if he didn’t want to be.

He asked questions to Gambit, just quiet whispers as he leaned against him, or was held in his arms. He froze whenever he had to ask anyone else, and shook whenever someone snuck up on him. Gambit sometimes felt helpless when he could see everything affecting Percy, but no one else did.

“Can… Uh…” Percy shook and Gambit could take a guess. Percy loved water, but was hesitant to have anything else. When offered a soda he would hesitate, especially if he really wanted one.

“Soda?”

“Please.” Percy’s voice was quieter than normal as he nodded. Gambit nodded, humming along to the song, which had changed he noticed. He grabbed a coke for Percy before grabbing one for himself. He needed something to drink, and he was not even thinking of his liquor. Refused to, actually.

He shut the fridge with a glare before moving back towards the stove. He set both cans on the counter, stirring the food, and then opening Percy’s can. He carefully set Percy on the counter, waiting to see if there would be a reaction. Percy tensed, but other than pushing himself a little further back, there wasn’t a reaction.

Gambit passed Percy his can of soda before opening his own. He could hear Storm talking with someone as she walked down the hallway, maybe it was Jean, or maybe it was Morph or Jubilee. He didn’t know, but he did know that Percy was weary again, on edge.

“What’s your favorite color, Percy?” Gambit asked, stirring the food once more. He bobbed his head as the song reached its peak.

“Blue.” Percy answered, eyes sparking slightly as he looked over towards him. “I really like blue, and mama would make blue cookies!” Percy took a sip of his soda, a tilt of his head as he stared at the drink in his hands.

“Blue cookies? I’ve never had blue cookies before.” Gambit raised an eyebrow, tilting his head as he heard Jean respond to Storm. He could hear Scott too, now that he really tried to listen. Couldn’t make out what they were saying though.

“Mama had a recipe, I…” Percy was frowning once more. Gambit could guess that Percy didn’t know the recipe, could also figure that he was never able to get a reminder of his mom. He made a mental note to remember where Percy’s old apartment was. He would need to pay a visit to the place.

“Maybe you and Gambit can figure out the recipe together? Trial and error?” Gambit asked as he heard the trio walk into the room, a glance showed that Rogue was with them. He would be looking for any and all recipes that he could find. Any reminders of Percy’s mom for him if he could find any.

“Okay…” Percy seemed incredibly bummed yet, which caused Gambit to frown slightly. He made a mental note for that to be as soon as possible.

“Hey Percy, how are you bud?” Bless Scott, but Percy did not like Scott. Percy frowned at the other, eyes weary as he tried to move closer to Gambit. Gambit set a hand out to stop Percy from moving too far, though Percy latched onto his arm as he stared at Scott. It wasn’t in fear, but Scott made Percy uncomfortable and it was obvious.

Rogue snorted lightly, and Gambit could almost see Jean patting Scott on the shoulder as Storm moved to the fridge.

“Hi Storm…” Percy waved with one hand, though he was still attempting to cling to Gambit. It was surprising just how close to the stove Percy was letting himself be.

“Hello Percy, how are you today?” Storm asked as she looked over at Percy with a warm smile. Percy shrugged, glancing nervously at the other three people in the room, all who were trying to pretend they were doing their own thing.

Gambit glanced to the opposite side of where Percy was sitting, finding Rogue leaning against his side. He smiled at her as he offered her a bite of what he was making. Rogue smiled, winking at Percy who was staring at the both of them confused.

Gambit was surprised Percy didn’t want to leave yet, given that this was the closest Percy had been to Rogue since he’d woken up at the mansion. This was also the most people he’d been in the room with.

“Alright…” Percy was looking back at Storm, his response delayed enough to cause concern. He glanced at Percy to see his eyes drooping.

“Petit, did you want to take a nap for a little while?” Gambit asked, tilting his head as Percy took another drink of his soda. While probably thirsty, Percy didn’t seem like he was entirely interested in the soda like most kids would be. Percy blinked at Gambit before nodding shyly.

“R-” Percy stopped and swallowed, eyes darting to Rogue before he tried again. “Rogue?” He asked, setting his soda to the side and raising his arms. There was silence in the kitchen as surprise flicked across Rogue’s face before she nodded with a smile.

“You want me to come with you?” Rogue asked, to which Percy hesitantly nodded. Gambit wondered if his own interaction with Rogue was influencing Percy’s decision. “Of course, suga’.” Rogue moved around Gambit, who paused in his swaying that he didn’t even realize he’d been doing. He also realized very belatedly that his music was turned down much more than he would have done.

Rogue picked Percy up, who rested his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes. He was still incredibly tense, but he was at least calm. Rogue turned the tab of Percy’s soda and Storm silently offered to put it in the fridge. Rogue passed it to her before turning and walking out of the kitchen with Percy.

There were a few moments before Gambit spoke.

“I’m going to kill his former stepfather.” His voice was hard as he glared at the cooking food. There was more silence before Jean spoke.

“Don’t get caught by anyone while leaving the mansion.” Jean told him. Gambit turned and smiled at her slyly.

“Gambit don’t get caught unless he want to.”

[loudeluxe]

Okay… this is the third time I’m TRYING to do a post about this: SO ! I wrote the first chapter of my own Transformers Earthspark fanfiction, and I guess I finally had the courage to post it, so ! Vouala here we are now ! It’s called Shooting star, and it’s a complete recrute of the season 2 (or, events that happens after season 1 to be more precise..)

I hade to do a lots of edits- for the dialogues in example: writing dialogue in English is not the same we write it in French 😭 even tho I NOTICED IT I never, well, uh… noticed it— okay that one’s on me I was not paying attention to it- but ANYWAY I had an amazing help from @chiconisroc (sorry for the “@“, please let me know if would like me to take it out, i did the same on AO3) who took time to explain how “English dialogue” work (thank you again… I don’t think I would have understood it on my own)

So ! Enjoy the first chapter, please let me know what I can change to it, and yeah, that would be all ! Take care of yourselves ! (And ps: I know it’s not perfect; but ima a French writer so I did what I could xD !!)

[hatsune]

ten ppl id like to get to know better,

i was tagged by @mi-spark tysm ♡

last song: phases - autograf remix / alma, french montana, autograf fav color: pink, blue ! last book: a book from work i had to train with ! last movie: cant remember what one exactly but ik it was a horror movie last tv show: arrested development sweet/savory/spicy: spicy ! relationship status: single & not looking for hookups lol im getting old bro im tryn to settle down last thing i searched: an address for work bc i gotta correct those things on the silly little labels ! current obsession: stardew valley, technology, hatsune miku, panera bread salads to name a few 😩 looking forward to: black friday (even tho im working) & the weekend bc i wanna treat myself to new boots !! and my fav perfume favorite drink: coffeeeeeee. i do like carbonated drinks too, like shirley temple, seltzer, etc. and ofc water song playing on loop in your head 24/7: mr sandman / the lifted, ashliann but it can be any song tbh current fav character: hatsune miku. ahehe :3c fun activity you would like to get into: ummm . idk i feel like urbex would b fun ? last video game: stardew valley last comic/graphic novel: i cant remember the name, but it was online & abt a young woman who was turned into a side character in a novel (the type of novels/fanfiction she writes iirc) who ends up marrying one of the main character's 3 love interests. it was cute n funny

tagging @galariangengar @dekarios @vanguard & whoever else wants to do it !! id tag more but my brain is tired n these tumblies are off the top of my head ok ? ok ! @_@

[bonecarversbestie]

I'm doing this tag bc i've never done one before. thx @zenkindoflove for always tagging me in these even tho i never do them pls don't stop.

Doing this tag feels a little funny since i'm so new to writing and i only have 2 fics, but here we go

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 2

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 23,375

3. What fandoms do you write for? ACOTAR

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?  whelp this is awkward bc i only have two 😅

The Scenic Route(Elucien multichapter WIP)

Reverie(Elucien week oneshot)

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes! I literally sit by my computer after i post waiting for them to come in bc i love attention.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? N/A. All my angst is in the beginning/middle. my endings are all happy so far.

(Although, I do have a bullet point in my fic ideas file that is a Haunting of Hill House rewrite but Autumn Court/Forest house, and if you've ever read the book, you know that calling the ending "angsty" would be an understatement)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? So Reverie is very short and is sorta set after Elucien have already had their happy ending(in more ways than one ;) The ending of the Scenic Route is also happy and it took way more work to get there, so I'd say that one.

8. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I'm like the writing equivalent of a toddler right now--I'm still learning to write regular stuff haha. I want to write smut one day, but need to take my baby steps to get there. Even when i do, though i think it will not be as explicitly descriptive of the acts themselves, but more emotionally driven (I really like the style of the sex scenes in Song of Achilles if that gives you the vibe)

9. Do you write crossovers? I don't think i'm creative enough for that tbh

10. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope. maybe one day.

11. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I have not. I don't even know how that would work esp bc i am a control freak, but i'll never say never.

12. What is your all-time favorite ship? I have a handful of OTPs the primary one right now is obviously Elucien, but I have a special place in my heart for The Doctor and River Song(Doctor Who) and Dramione(who i never really shipped when reading the books, but this was the ship that got me into fanfiction and now i'm addicted)

13. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? So my Current WIP is already completely drafted, i just have to edit and post it, so i'm not worried. I do have an outline of a really long High King Lucien fic started that i worry i won't finish before their book comes out (and that once their book comes out i won't be motivated to write it any more, but we'll see)

14. What are your writing strengths? This is hard because i'm so new to writing, i feel like i don't have any strengths yet, but I'm gonna say dialogue, because it's what i enjoy writing the most. most of my first drafts are very dialogue driven and i fill in the story around the conversations

15. What are your writing weaknesses?  Internal monologues/explaining characters emotions. I tend to leave out details/explanations of a character's feelings because I know what they're feeling and i just expect the reader to inherently know everything that I know even though it's impossible.

16. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I love when people do this, but my spanish and french are both so rusty i don't feel confident enough to try. Maybe some latin in future works for spells and stuff, but in terms of dialogue, probably not.

17. First fandom you wrote for? Acotar! I only just started writing in June of this year, so i haven't had the chance to write for other fandoms yet, but i'd like to eventually.

18. Favorite fic you’ve written? The Scenic Route! i mean i only have two to choose from--and i have a soft spot for Reverie since it was the first fic i ever posted--but I've put a lot of time and love into The Scenic Route, and I'm excited to finish sharing it. ❤️

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I'm not tagging anyone bc i don't know anyone(who wasn't already tagged). 😬

[lordpetit]

HORIZON, the musical: "RETURN TO MERIDIAN"—or a feeble attempt at fanfiction.

Quick update! Chap 4 is now available in French 🥐🍷

Don't blow your Blaze tho, English translation will drop next week—still polishing a few shards here and there.

Stay tuned!! 🎵🏹

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🇫🇷 >> Original French version over here: 🎧 LECTURE EN MUSIQUE // 📖 TEXTE SEUL

🇬🇧 >> English translation over there: 🎧 MUSIC-GUIDED // 📖 TEXT-ONLY

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Feel free to explore, and let me know what you think!

[sadbigemini]

Hiya! I think this will be a short one but let's see. This is a fic prompt for an au, let's get into it, Readers!

Sense8 AUs

This is a TV show I binged in two days and I absolutely loved it... I would even more if there were less nudity and sex scenes. So, FAIR WARNING if you want to try it out.

There are some Sense8 AUs on AO3 but none I've really wanted to read. But I'm probably going to try some out anyway bc I looove this concept.

So, some things you'll need are:

To watch the show lol, it's great and really gay. So, it's a good watch for pride! It's on N*tflix. It's only two seasons since it got cancelled 😭

Anywho, some lore from the show is that eight people from around the world are psychically and empathically linked. Kinda like a soul bond AU. (EDIT: their ability and link is called a sensorial link. There's more info about it on superpowerwiki)

They all need to be the same age, so if you're doing a crossover make sure they are.

For example, Buffy The Vampire Slayer goes from 16-22 in her show and Steve Harrington (Stranger Things) goes from 17-19. So, you could use these two.

It's not required but a variety of locations is preferred and I think would be more interesting. Like Buffy is in California and Steve is in Indiana. But also like Nakajima Atsushi (BSD) is in Japan while they reside in america. Y'know, what I mean??

I also understand if most of the things you watch are located in the country you live in. One solution for this is using headcanons. Like, a popular headcanon is that Sero Hanta (MHA) is at least half Hispanic. So, he could reside in a different country of those origins. Or Aoyama Yuuga (MHA) acts like he's French (not confirmed I don't think) so there you go lol

Since it's fanfiction you can just make them all have the same birthday. Maybe you can even find characters the same age with the same birthday?? Kinda like how Shirakumo Oboro (MHA) and Atsushi were both born on May 5th. They are close in age, I'm sure aging Shirakumo up a year or Atsushi down a year would be fine.

They don't need anybody hunting them like in the show but I think that instantly gives you a plot.

Polyamory representation is not needed but I love to see it! Also QPR representation would be appreciated as well! Just like how both are in Sense8!

Also with crossovers, you'll have to decide which world your story is in. Like, are Buffy, Steve, and Atsushi in the 90s fighting vampires and demons from Hell? Or are they fighting monsters from another universe in the 80s? Or are they fighting people with superpowers like they themselves might have in a more recent year? OR all the above just in the same time period? Alternatively, you can set it in like the Sense8 world where the world is mostly normal but sensates exist in secret (sensates are what the psychically linked people are called lmao).

I think that is all, lmk if you think anything should be added!

Some Character Ideas You Can Pick From

You will have to do the world-building and creating on your own tho, you can do it!

OMFG Scooby-Doo! I don't think Scooby himself would be a part of it tho lmao. Also that's only four people. So, idk add OCs, the older teen Stranger Things cast, or the Buffy cast??

17: Robin Buckley (Stranger Things, america), Willow Rosenberg (BTVS, america), Harry Potter (the UK), Young Aizawa Shouta (MHA, Japan), Akutagawa Gin (BSD, Japan), Donna Troy (DC, Greece?), Isaac Lahey (Teen Wolf, France), and Young Sam Winchester (SPN, america)

20?: Yamada Hizashi (MHA, Japan), Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds, america), Dean Winchester (SPN, america), Natasha Romanoff (Marvel, Russia), T'Challa (Marvel, Africa), Marlene McKinnon (Marauders Era, the UK), Higuchi Ichiyou (BSD, Japan), and Sherlock Holmes (BBC, the UK).

Around 200?: James 'Logan' Howlett (Marvel), Stefan Salvatore (TVD), Marcel Gerard (Originals), Aang (ATLA), Rowena MacLeod (SPN), Cole Turner (Charmed), Steve Rogers (Marvel), Raven Darkhölme (Marvel)

Now, I'm just going to suggest different fandoms bc that was a lot of hard work lmao

Supernatural: Charlie Bradbury, Garth Fitzgerald IV, Kevin Tran, etc

Teen Wolf: Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Bobby Finstock, Derek Hale, etc

MHA: all the pros like Mirko/Rumi Usagiyama and all the students like Hatsume Mei

Demon Slayer/KNY: Kamado Tanjiro, Tomioka Giyu, Uzui Tengen, etc

DC: the Batfam, the Superfam, Teen Titans, Justice League, Selina Kyle, Talia Al Ghul, etc

Marvel/MCU: Avengers, Shang-Chi, Shuri, MJ, Yelena Belova, Rogue, Gambit, etc

I hope this all made sense!

[le-panda-chocovore]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "le-panda-chocovore "?

Oh I think I can actually answer that without rambling too much !! (<- took an entire week to answer the ask and select the fics, and I commented on each one of them lol) It won't be a Top in order of preference tho, there's no actual classment, it's just the ones I loved the most.

The Way I Behaved - EraserMic (MHA)

This fanfic gave me the inspiration to write my greatest work (still unfinished to this day) and literally changed so many things about me. It also made me discover a whole genre of music that I've never listened to before and with which I am entirely in love now. Prepare to cry tho, because this is deeply heartbreaking. It's a Villain Mic AU where Aizawa was never a teacher. And it is good.

What if Percy did become a God - Percy Jackson and the Olympians (based on the books !!! do not read if you just watched the show !!!)

The title says everything. This is not a happy story, you will cry, I promise. It's short, like a 1k word OS, it's really poetic, it's deep, it's beautiful, and also, it's painful. Humans were never meant to be gods, not even Percy. It's written like a poem, I read it so many times and it hurt me every time.

Demon and Angel Professors - Ineffable Spouses (Good Omens)

Not a fanfiction but a serie of short works about Crowley and Aziraphale and the people around them. A teachers AU very nice to read with many Original Characters (the students) who are all captivating and appreciable. The story is extremely queer-positive and neurodivergent inclusive and physical handicap representative, honestly, you want to read it. There's everything inside it. If you have chronic pain or if you're a closeted queer or even a curious ally who wants to understand their peers, this is what you need. The love is so pure it's overwhelming.

Honor and Vengeance on the High Sea - Zuko (ATLA)

Tbh this deserves to be published, it's a novel itself (I haven't finished it yet). The author reappropriated the Avatar universe to write something completely new. It's an AU where Zuko becomes a Pirate after his banishment and fights against the Fire Nation Navy, and eventually joins the Avatar's team. There's a whole work around internalized homophobia, the discovery of the self, acceptance, injustice, family trauma and everything. Original Characters are cool too. Chapters are long and very, very complete, you can see the author has historical and cultural knowledge.

Strength, the meaning of - Asano Gakuhou (Assassination Classroom)

I can't believe a fanfic about this total asshole made it to my top 10, but it is beautifully written. The progressive mental breakdown of a man who used to stand proud above everyone, the slow fall down to hell without even realizing it. There's also his son's POV here, which is equally beautifully written. I really hate the man and I don't like the fact that the end of AssClass completely disregard the consequences of what happened on the character's mental state, and reading how even him wasn't okay at all is very pleasant to read. That's karma my bitch.

Je suis assis - BokuAka (Haikyuu)

Yeah it's in french and on wattpad. It has been a while since I read it but I still remember the principal. It's a OS anyway so it's not very long (we didn't do that 20k words OS on Wattpad, this madness is only popular on AO3 lol). Since I'm sensitive to everything that is around handicap, it touched me. It ended up being cute and warm. Honestly I was more thinking of another BokuAka fanfiction but I couldn't remember the name nor found it online so I put this one.

25 - Riren (SnK)

Yeah yeah I know, pedo ship etc, but I was 14 and this is a High School AU where they're both 16 so, it's okay I guess. Yes the name of the fanfic is twenty-five. It's in french, it's on wattpad, and there's Eren's POV too. I don't know how I'm supposed to describe it... I think you have to read it, it's not actually strange or weird but, it's a whole experience.

Here there be dragons - Centennial Husbands (the Sandman)

This is the exact definition of love. What is love to me ? This fanfiction. Engagement, devotion, caring, this is it, this fanfic has the meaning of all these words. I had a hard time reading it because I hate ultra-long OS (I need CHAPTERS, give me a BREAK) but it was soooo enjoyable, and I was crying the whole time 'cause it's so pure and beautiful.

Palm to Palm - KaRen (Assassination Classroom)

Yes I am a part of the extremely tiny fandom that ships Karma and Ren (I do ship Karma with multiple people throughout the manga lmao) but only in THIS specific context. And this is beautifully written, I can't stop re-reading it. Also, the name of the ship makes me laugh. Karma and Ren relationship after losing Gakushuu -the boy they both love above everything else- is peak romance.

Le goût du chocolat - L x Light (Death Note)

I honestly don't remember a thing about this fanfiction except a single sentence, but I do know that I totally fell in love with it. It was one of my fave fanfic when I was full active on Wattpad, and I even archived it because I didn't want to lose it. I should read it again now that I found it again.

Alright that's 10 !!! Finally !!

Oh it was so fun to fall back into all the things I read before ! But it was harder than I expected because, well, I only have AO3 for 3 years and I've been on Wattpad for 7 years, but I started reading fanfiction even before that, I just didn't have any account back then. So, I kinda forgot about some of the things I read more than 4 years ago, and I couldn't find the gems I discovered when I was 12. Most of the books that made out to this list are my recent lectures, it's a bit biased I guess.

Anyway, thank you for the ask ! It was fun to analyze all my bookmarks and everything !