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Left Behind // Chapter 4: Plotting

Chapter 3

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CW: Fae AU!Johnny MacTavish x GN!Reader, Fae!Gaz x OC (Name: Evie), cursing, horrible Scottish accent and slang written by an American who is really bad at writing accents (but continues to try), arguing, Fae being Fae, Definitely some plot holes

Summary: In the continuation of Chapter 3, Johnny and Gaz talk some more about what Johnny is supposed to do about the reader. Johnny has the idea to ask Evie about them and while Gaz is reluctant to do so for his own reasons, he does it. In doing so, they end up setting up a meeting with Evie and the reader. But first, they decide to regroup and come up with a plan to get the reader in Johnny's clutches.

Author's Note: Hey look at me I finally figured out how to do the naming link thingy! Cool! I figured it might be a good time to maybe post another chapter cause I've lowkey got writer's block and that sucks and I hate it but ehhhhhhhhh lol. While I'm at it I might make a masterlist once I figure out more on how to do that. As always, this is loosely inspired by Peachsofteal's Which Witch fanfic (highly recommend it tbh)

Word Count: 4036

Gaz squinted at him, his lips pursed into another deep frown. He blinked, sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers, “What the hell are you blathering on about now, mate?”

Johnny loathed having to explain himself. He let loose a huff of warm air into the autumn air surrounding them, “If my…wee issue is dealt with before The Captain can find out, then ah’m in the clear.” He tucked his hands into his pockets, “There’ll be nae need to worry.”

“Uh-huh.” He began carefully, “And how do you suggest we go about doing that exactly?” He rested his weight on one arm, laying his other arm across his stomach.

“Tae be honest, Ah’m not sure yet.” He grumbled, deep in thought now that the question had been posed. He knew one thing for sure, “Whatever we do, The Captain cannae find out.”

“Obviously, yeah.” His friend affirmed, gesturing half-heartedly with his hand in the air.

Johnny jumped to his feet, pacing back and forth on the grass, a million thoughts running through his head. He had to get out of this, somehow, without anyone knowing. Amongst his kin, a secret was one of the more valuable things to know about someone. A secret as big as his was surely going to be very sought after.

Gaz watched him with a very careful eye, regarding him with the same judgement one might regard a feral wild dog.

He figured that assessment was rather accurate. He looked to his cohort, regrettably pleading with him, “Any smart ideas?”

He frowned in thought, “For what exactly? Fixing your little issue or hiding it from The Captain? Cause you and I both know how difficult either of those will be.”

“How about both.” He ran his hands through the shaved sides of his hair. It was odd for him to feel so unsure of himself. He was usually the one with all the ideas. The whole thing of a human having any sort of power over him was messing with his head. He couldn’t think. All he could think about was his desperate need to find you, his little human. There were no big plans behind it. Just one stream of unconscious thoughts.

FindThemFindThemFindThemFindThem

Over and over again. He couldn’t spend another mortal year like…this. Frazzled and desperate beyond repair.

Ghost, at the very least, being ever observant, would notice how strangely he had been acting. He would figure it out. He would tell The Captain. No doubt about it.

He had to find you soon. Like, within the next week, soon. He could go no longer being in the power of anyone else but him. He had to find you, even if it killed him in the end.

Gaz spoke, “Keeping all of this shit from The Captain won’t be easy, you know. But it’ll certainly go along much smoother finding your mortal, even if we have to get Evie to help us.”

Johnny snapped his fingers, “That’s right! We have yer sweet pet to help us now. Ye said they were friends, didn’t ye?”

“I did…”

“Then why dinnae ye call ‘em up, we’ll charm ‘em into giving us an address and-”

“No. Not happening.” Gaz shot him down, vehemently shaking his head.

Why did Johnny feel like they’d had this conversation before?

Oh, that’s right.

They had.

“Why the hell not?” He shot back, snotty as ever, “Aren’t they our best shot? Shouldn’t we use them?”

“Well, yeah, but they’re annoying. If I call them up now, I’ll have to spend the entire day with them and it’ll be a whole thing that I just do not want to deal with.” He groaned when he thought about it, flopping back onto the ground.

Johnny almost went for his throat again. This was serious and the only confidante he had was thinking about how annoying his newest pet was, as if all humans weren’t. He threw up his hands, “Does it look like Ah care, mate? This is my life we’re talkin’ about!” He stomped all around, “So, get off yer arse and call them up already!” He demanded.

Gaz grumbled, but ultimately fished his phone from his pocket like a good friend would. Under Johnny’s watchful eye, he typed out a message in response to the bombardment of ones his pet had already left for him to read. Classic human right there.

Oftentimes, humans under Fae power, especially those who had undergone a glamour spell, would develop an unsustainable attachment to their Fae master. He had seen it happen plenty of times. He had been the cause of it plenty of times as well.

Whether it happened because of the Fae’s own charm or because of an overuse of glamour, it was a typical side-effect, well-known to happen amongst the Fae. The only cure for it was to let the affected mortal go free, but even then, they would just seek out another Fae to become dependent on. It was a vicious cycle that only got worse and worse the longer it went on.

If it was happening to Gaz’s new pet like Johnny suspected it was, Gaz certainly wouldn’t be displeased to find out he had to let them go to find another Master. Now with how he seemed to dislike them after all.

Speaking of, Gaz huffed again, tossing his phone to the side, “Alright, they’ve agreed to meet us. They want to know if seven tomorrow will work and if it’s okay if they bring a friend with them.”

Johnny’s head snapped in his direction, “Wait, seriously? Ah expected that tae be a bit harder tae accomplish.”

“So did I. Maybe it’s a trick.” He suggested.

The two of them immediately burst into boisterous laughter. How stupid of a suggestion to make, and they both knew it. Mortals could never purposefully trick them. It was always an accident on account of an unfocused Fae. It would never happen normally. No human could ever be smart enough for that. Not even the ones with the highest IQ were immune to the charm of the Fae. That was something Johnny had seen first-hand.

The two of them laughed for a good long while, scaring nearby passerbys and birds that had reclustered together in the treetops.

When they stopped, Johnny nudged Gaz in the ribs, “That’s a funny joke, mate. Yer a real bampot.”

“Sorry, couldn’t help myself.” He chuckled a little more, sighing wistfully. After a moment of thought, he turned to face him, “So.”

Johnny tossed him a side-eye, “This again? So, what?”

“How exactly are you going to convince your mortal to go with you? Wouldn’t they know how much power they hold over you?”

He hadn’t thought of that. How was he going to accomplish this? He thought about it for a moment longer, then came to a final idea, “Easy. The memories of these more modern mortals aren’t as good as ours. They’re bound not to remember me one bit.”

“Okay? And then what?”

“Ah’ll present myself as a lowly human, jus’ like them, so that they’ll trust me. Then-”

“Won’t work.” Gaz interrupted before he could get the full thought out into the air.

Johnny shot him a look of annoyance, “Why not?”

“I got the feeling they knew I was a Fae. They weren’t like other humans who might not know any better. They might automatically assume any friend of mine will be like me. A Fae.”

“Ah’m sure they wouldnae have that much of an issue with us.”

“Didn’t they run from you the first time you met?”

“That was different. They willnae run this time.” Johnny waved him off, albeit his eyebrows creasing together with worry. He would never admit it, but he did have the slightest hesitancy about them remembering him or not trusting him right off the bat.

Gaz rolled his eyes, “Well, it isn’t exactly conducive to having a fantastic opinion about us, now is it?”

He hated having to admit when Gaz had a good point. A very good point in fact. They had run from him. That was truly not a good sign. Not if he had ever seen one. You probably did not trust any of their kind. He groaned, “Alright, ye bawbag, ye’re right. There may or may not be a good chance they dinnae like the Fae.” He huffed under his breath, tossing his head back to stare up at the bright blue sky, “Fine. Do ye have any ideas ye’d like to share, since ye seem to enjoy poking plenty of holes in mine?”

“Why don’t we ask Evie for their number? Mortals are almost always on their devices nowadays, they can’t seem to live without them.” Gaz crossed his arms, “Besides, it allows for a sense of anonymity. Quite a perfect thing for two Fae setting a trap.”

Johnny pondered over it for a moment. Then pondered it some more. He let it simmer, then nodded, “Alright, Ah guess ye aren’t really a bawbag. Do it.” He watched over his friend’s shoulder as he typed out a short message, again in response to a much longer series of messages from his very clingy pet.

His message about a number had been answered and then some. 10 messages came in where there should’ve only been a need for 1, maybe 2, at the max.

He honestly wondered how many interactions this mortal had had with the Fae and how much glamour had been used to cause this level of dependency. Then again, Johnny guessed that could’ve just been the human themself. Eitherway, he could feel the irritancy radiating off of Gaz in waves.

His friend shoved his phone into his hand, “Here. Their number. Put it in and enjoy.” He gestured to the string of numbers he recognized as a mortal phone number, highlighted amongst the tens of messages left in the chat.

He carefully typed in each number, putting it in a new contact he had so lovingly labelled ‘Mortal’.

A new message appeared on Gaz’s phone, coming in from Evie. He nudged him in the shoulder, “Hey, yer pet texted ye.”

“What now?”

“Looks like it’s an address. Maybe they want ye to meet them somewhere. Break it off or what have ye.”

Gaz side-eyed him, a mimic of his own expression, “Nah. They’re definitely sending it for a different reason.” He grabbed the phone back and looked at the message. He was already typing out another one.

“Not like Ah have any clue. Not my pet after all.” He shot him a very purposefully judgemental look, making sure it was scathing.

Gaz rolled his eyes and checked whatever new message had just come in for him. He hummed, “They say it’s their friend’s address. Didn’t I tell you how sweet they were?”

“And if ah remember correctly, ye also just said they were annoying.” He mentioned in snarky return.

“I guess you don’t want to know where your mortal master lives then.”

He blinked, reaching for the phone insistently, not even caring how Gaz had referred to you, “Nae- Nae, ah do. Give it.” Gaz let him have it rather easily. He wasted no time in putting his newfound piece of important information. He honestly couldn’t believe they had gotten it without even asking. A miracle in and of itself. He grinned, his teeth gleaming in the sun, “Great courts Gaz, yer pet is just something, aren’t they? When ye first told me how ye got them, ah was sure ye were tugging on mah dick.” He couldn’t help how his boisterous laughter escaped with delight, “Glad tae ken ye were telling the truth.”

“Course I was. Not like we can exactly lie, now can we?” Gaz scoffed, snatching his phone back. He pocketed it before Johnny could see if any new messages had been sent.

He shrugged and used one of the handy mortal tracking map apps to locate his target. A flat building it looked like. Drab place it was. Just a large box with a roof, painted one singular colour, windows set into the walls every couple of feet. It was just like the building that housed his own flat, the one he used when he had to stay amongst mortals for longer than usual. He wondered if there was anything else your mortal flat had in common with his. He honestly hoped the similarities were down to a small minimum. He didn’t need to share too much in common with a mortal.

Zooming out on the digital map, he checked the area surrounding your building, following the roads and streets around you. Only to find that you lived very close to the very cafe they had just seen you.

Not the place he had originally met you.

No.

He may not know the mortal world very well, but he knew that much. How exactly had you ended up there in the first place? Who or what had you been looking for that landed you in Faerie, in that forest, in front of him, one mortal year ago?

He hummed, “Huh.” His tongue clicked on the roof of his mouth.

Gaz shot him a look, “What?” He asked, his eyebrows knitted together.

“Ah’m jus’..Ah’m surprised.” He stared at the address glaring back at him from his phone, zooming in on the photo of your building. He focused on every window he could find, wanting to know exactly which one was yours.

His friend craned his neck up, trying to look over his shoulder at the image, “Nice place you’re looking at. Why so surprised?”

“It’s naewhere near the portal they came into Faerie through. Actually, it’s quite a few miles away. They live closer to the cafe where ye met ‘em.” He commented, flashing him the screen so he could see the place in even more detail.

“How is it that a mortal can go from one place to another? Surely that’s not possible.”

“As if ah ken anymore than ye do.” A wrinkle appeared in between his eyebrows.

Gaz sighed, “Just another thing for us to figure out. At least it won’t be hard to locate them now.”

“Aye. Nae way they can escape now tha’ ah ken where they live.” He grinned, sharp and presenting of his sharpened canines, “They’ll be in mah clutches very soon, that is fer sure.”

“How are you planning to do that? Find out their name? Trick them like they did you?” Gaz eyed him very carefully again, “I guess you could get them to eat some of our food and get them that way. You’ve got to have some sort of plan for this, right?”

“Ah’ll have tae trick them somehow. They were almost too kenning of my usual tactics. They avoided me at every single turn they could.”

“You might have to get them to break a rule of hospitality.” Gaz shrugged, as if expecting Johnny to understand every thought he had in his head, “It might be the only way.”

He frowned in confusion, “What in hell’s bells are ye talkin’ about, Gaz? How am ah supposed tae get them tae do that if they ken our rules?”

“I’m talking about our not so obvious rules. Y’know, don’t be rude. Don’t lie. Don’t hide your face..” He gestured flippantly with his hands.

Johnny hummed and crossed his arms on his chest, thinking about it for once. He tapped his foot on a dead leaf under his shoe, “Alright…Aye, that might jus’ work. It’s nae like a mortal could ken every single rule of ours. It would take years to manage that. They dinnae live that long.” He nodded, more to himself than anyone else, realising something at the same time, “And they were wearing a mask when ah met ‘em. A gilded one, only co’ered their eyes.” He mentioned, like it was an off-hand fact about someone’s favourite colour. It wasn’t like he had realised it at the time either, at least not until he had found the mask in question. It had been sitting just outside of a Faerie ring of mushrooms, resting on top of the same white cloak you had been wearing that night. It was as if you had taken them off and put them there yourself. But the cloak had been folded so neatly, he was sure you had not been the one to do it. You hadn’t meant to take it off.

There was no doubt about that now that he knew what he knew. He knew you were searching for someone. You had to have found them and they had to have been the one to fold the cloak.

Nonetheless, still with the hope of finding you and the residual annoyance with being tethered, he had picked the mask and cloak from the grass. He had taken them home, hoping to use them to find you again. We all know how that ended up going.

“They were?” Gaz asked, his face screwed into pinched confusion, “You’d think that would’ve gotten them in your hands much easier right? What the hell happened?”

“Mmh.” Johnny made a short noise, “As if ah ken.”

Gaz was right, of course. If only he had realised you were wearing a mask in the first place, your situations would be switched. He wouldn’t be caught up in needing to hunt you down over some misplaced tethers. No, if he had realised, you would be in the Fae realm, feeding him grapes and ambrosia wine. There would be no need for a hunt like this. There would be no need for any of it. Johnny could never admit how right Gaz was though. Bad enough he knew about the tethers embedded within him in the first place.

“What?” His friend asked.

Johnny faked a frown, “Hm? Oh,” He cut himself short, already feeling how his tongue burned with the lie he had almost told. He grumbled under his breath against the pain, then sighed and admitted his defeat, “Yer right, ye bastart. Unfortunately…”

“Course I am.” He grinned, pleased with himself, “How did they even slip past you if they were wearing a mask? Isn’t that a pretty obvious thing to have on your face? How the hell did you not notice that sort of thing?”

“Ah think ah was tae busy tryin’ to get mahself untethered.” Johnny snapped back a response, shooting him a scathing glare.

Gaz rolled his eyes, “Sod off, you know what I meant. Even when you’re at your angriest, you’re not unobservant. You’d notice if someone was standing five feet in front of you, wearing a mask. Just like I would. Just like Ghost would. Just like The Captain would. So what changed? Why couldn’t you see it?”

“Ye’re askin’ me, mate.” He grabbed at his face with his hands, dragging them down in distress, “Ah have nae bloody clue why ah didnae see it. Ah should’ve. Ah ken better than that.” Johnny lamented, utterly frustrated. Both with himself and with his situation.

He was a very powerful Fae, albeit one of the younger ones in existence. It wasn’t as if he felt it mattered. He shouldn’t be the one in this situation. It was an unnatural circumstance. A mortal with any sort of control over a being of the Fae realm was just asking for trouble. It was trouble. It was entirely unheard of it to happen, and yet it had happened to him. All because of his own stupidity. If it wasn’t obvious, he hated this. No, the feeling that simmered deep down inside him went further than mere hatred. It was anger and desperation and fear, rolled into a ball that only grew bigger and bigger the longer this went on. This was loathing. This was detestation. He loathed this. He detested it.

“I don’t know. It makes no sense. You should have noticed it.” Gaz shook his head, “Maybe they cast a spell on you? Made you more stupid than usual?” He cracked a quite obvious joke, a casual smirk on his face.

Johnny glared at him, his nose scrunched up in annoyance. However, the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Maybe a magic spell was the reason behind his recent bout of being unobservant. He had worked with quite a few witches in his time, and he had always found them the rather vengeful type. It would indeed be under a witch’s purview to go searching through the Fae world for someone dear to them. It would also be under a witch’s purview to seek out power, especially power held over a Fae. If you were a witch, it would make more sense than if you were a mere mortal. He nodded, his expression smoothing, “Actually, ye might just be right.”

“Well, that’d be impressive if I was being serious, but alas, I was just joking.” He shrugged, laughing a bit, “What makes you think that anyways?”

“It would make sense, wouldn’t it? They kenned a suspicious amount about our rules…They kenned how to get in, and where…Hell’s bells, how else would ye explain me ending up in their hold? What else could they be but a witch?”

Johnny knew how absolutely bonkers he sounded, but he didn’t care. He just knew that you were a witch. You had to be. Even if you didn’t radiate witchly power like most did, you had to be. He was convinced of it.

“I guess so, but didn’t you say they were just a mortal? Like, definitively?” Gaz frowned, “How can they be both mortal and witch?”

“Ah dinnae ken yet, but ah will find out. Ah’ll make sure of it.” He pressed his fist into the palm of his hand, promising it both to himself and to you.

Gaz sighed in defeat, “Just another thing to be added to the list of things we need to look into.” His lips pursed as he leaned back. A pair of girls across the park caught their attention. Gaz waved playfully to the two of them and they returned the gesture with pink blushes, then they scurried off down the park’s concrete path. He chuckled at their reaction, “Mortals are so easy to play with.” He smiled. Johnny watched as the angles of his friend’s face grew sharper as he thought about it.

He grinned too, also enjoying the classic mortal reaction to them. No matter how long they lived, it never quite got old when they charmed mortals into complete shyness. They often had different reactions too, all dependent on the uniqueness of the mortal.

Of course, his thoughts returned to you. Most mortals would’ve been overjoyed to know they captured a Fae. Not you, however.

No, you ran from him, like a scared little bug. Quite the proper reaction, he liked to think. Too few on the mortal place cowered in their presence anymore.

While he had enjoyed how you ran and hid from him at the time, he was now just frustrated with it. How dare you hide from him?

“I suppose we should go then.” Gaz got to his feet, wiping the dust from the ground off of the material of his jeans.

“Why?”

“You want to catch your mortal, yeah?”

“Duh, o’course ah do.”

“Then we need to come up with a plan for it. Something to outsmart them like they did you. To accomplish that, we need to research.” Gaz explained, trailing off as if expecting Johnny to finish his thoughts for him.

Johnny just stared at him, expecting him to continue on.

He did not,

He rolled his eyes, “Let’s jus’ go. We’ll figure it out when we get there.”

The two of them made their way deep into the forest, returning to their own thoughts and ideas on what to do about everything that had happened. They walked until they found one of plenty existing Faerie rings that cropped up. They stepped inside.

To an innocent bystander, two men had disappeared within the blink of an eye. They were no longer in the mortal world.

To Johnny and Gaz, they were home, and they had plenty of work for them to do.

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miraluscinia · 6 months ago

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do you think you could make a list of which hero is who? sorry it’s just confusing

Yknow, i was planning on revealing them one at a time, but there's 18 characters and i feel like it's gonna take me some time to even begin drawing the next person, so why not reveal it now?

Here's a list of who is who, as well as a bit of info (this is a long one so brace yourselves);

The Architect = Grian

- as already revealed, Grian's power is psychokinesis (which is closely related to, but is not telekinesis). The first part of his poem, "Mind over matter", reveals this but there's more to it than that. His wings are also thought to be part of his powers, but whether or not that's true will be revealed in the actual story i'll write. The character introduction hinted at some things, but I'm not gonna point them out until much later.

(Since I haven't properly introduced the rest of the cast yet, I'll avoid mentioning their powers or any other info. You guys will just have to either wait for their introductions, or take a wild guess. I'll just give you guys some behind the scene of each alias and poem)

Vex = Scar

- I honestly had a hard time coming up with the alias for Scar. Eventually, I settled for Vex because some fans headcanon Scar as a vex hybrid, also because the name means "to bring trouble" or "to annoy by petty provocations", which is close to what I plan for Scar in this AU. Also, his poem "A silver tongue, a voice that sways" not only gives a nod to how he usually swindles people in the life series but it also hints at what his power is.

The Mechanic = Mumbo

- I mean... i think it's kinda obvious the person whose poem says "Where machines are present, his genius stands" is gonna be Mumbo. I think i could've thought of a better alias for Mumbo, but I just couldn't at the time, and I guess this has already stuck so... yeah, Mechanic it is for Mumbo.

Trapline = Impulse

- I haven't really watched Impulse that much so I didn't really know what power to give him. But then I watched one of his build and seek videos and I learned that he's good at redstone, so I decided to make his power have something to do with machines as well. And since we already have Mumbo as the tech guy, I just decided to have Impulse be the trap guy. Hence his poem, "A snare unseen, a trap well laid". The alias Trapline just sounded cool to me.

Scarlet Moon = Pearl

- I mean... i think the alias already gives it away. Anyways, Pearl's alias and power was one of the ones that came easy to me. I wanted her whole theme to still be tied to the moon so... Scarlet Moon it is. As for her powers, the first line of her poem, "Gravity bows to her lunar might", kinda gives it away.

Timekeeper = Bdubs

- I don't know much about Bdubs as well, nor have I watched any of his POV (i found the life series through martyn so i mainly watch his pov), but i've seen fanfics and fanart alike of him having a clock and his moss cloak thingy, so i decided to base his power on that. So the first line of his poem, "Time bends where flowers bloom", gives a nod to that, as well as hint at his powers. Bdubs' powers is one of the things I'm very proud of. His character in this AU is also one of the more complex characters. As for his alias, the public only knows about one part of his powers so I thought, "what would people call someone with that power?", and I came up with Timekeeper.

Blaze = Tango

- I actually feel bad for giving Tango a very basic alias, but i really can't think of anything else. I only really got interested in Tango during Double Life, cuz him with Jimmy is really wholesome. I noticed that fanon is that Tango is a blaze hybrid so I just took that and ran. I also loved his reaction in Double Life to the ranch burning, so the last part of his poem, "Heat and flame, in fury's daze", gives a nod to that as well as his powers. Honestly, most of the characters' poems hint at both their powers and something that reminds me of them.

Phantom = Etho

- Honestly, i don't really remember my exact thought process on why I chose Etho's alias and power to be what they are. I think it was literally because his skin is a character from Naruto, and so i guess I just thought, "Naruto... ninja... invisible, yes, yes." And i said i won't mention the characters' powers but actually, the first line of Etho's poem, "Invisible steps, shadows in tow", already gave it away. And there's more to his powers than that anyways, so I guess it's fine.

Maestro = Ren

- Ren's alias gave me a hard time cuz I couldn't think of something that sounds dramatic enough. I ended up going with Maestro since the word means "a master usually in an art", and since Ren gives such a theater kid vibe, I went with it. Now, I had a bit of trouble with his power, mainly because it's similar to another character's, but I evntually found a way to differentiate the two so it's all good now. I just love Ren and Martyn's dynamic in 3rd Life, and in any interaction they have honestly. Ren's entire poem gives a nod to his dramatic theater kid vibe, but the line "Illusions dance, a show so grand" hints at what I plan for his whole character to be in the AU. And it also parallels the other character with similar powers to Ren.

Fortress = Cleo

- Cleo was one of the harder persons to think of a power and alias for. So i went and looked through videos and fanfics alike to see what i can pick up, and I noticed that in most fanfics I read, Cleo is often depicted as a strong and reliable person, and I can get that vibe in the videos I've seen of them. What really solidified my decision for her power, though, is that one moment in Double Life where she tells Martyn that they're both survivors, and that really stuck to me. As for the alias, the word fortress already gives the impression of strong and formidable, so I went with that. It felt like a weird alias the first few times, but it eventually grew on me, and now I kinda like it. The first line of their poem, "Strong as stone, yet swift to mend", also hints at another part of their power.

Mirage = Martyn

- I love his and Ren's theater kids vibe, and it's one of the reasons why I made their powers to be so similar. The reason for Martyn's power and alias is mostly because he's well known for always sneaking around without being seen most of the time, and being able to get away unseen as well. It's also that one line from Skizz during Secret Life that really cemented the power and alias. Skizz was complementing Martyn's ability to sneak around unnoticed and commented, "I'm honestly only 50% certain that you're standing in front of me." Also, aside from the powers, Ren and Martyn's poems are also very similar in the first part. Whereas Ren's is "Illusions dance", Martyn's first line, "Illusions twist, reality bends", not only hints at what differentiates his powers from Ren, but also references how Martyn likes to gaslight people, especially during Secret Life.

Sanguine = Skizz

- Skizz's alias and power are ones I'm most proud of. Every character's powers mostly have more than one part to it, and Skizz's is one i really like. One part of his power, I got inspiration from a fanfic I read in AO3 called "Wake the Dead" by Kiki_the_kiwi. The other part, i got inspiration from the way I noticed Skizz usually becomes in the life series (which martyn also pointed out during his interview in the Imp & Skizz Podcast). The first line of Skizz's poem, "Blood and battle, strength reborn", references this. As for his alias, it took me a long time to pick. I wanted something that suited his power and his character, and I eventually ended up on Sanguine. While it's not the most cool-sounding name, its meaning actually suits Skizz's character in this AU. Sanguine has two meanings, the first being "someone who is cheery" and the other being "blood" or "bloodthirsty", so... you can probably guess why I chose this alias for Skizz, and it also suits the way his power works.

Fenrir = Joel

- Actually, Joel was the hardest to think of a power for because his chaotic nature in the life series doesn't really leave me with a solid idea. Eventually, I just stuck to his 3rd Life vibe, which involves wolves. Hence the alias Fenrir, which is some sort of wolf Norse god, I'm not really sure, I didn’t research it that much (i also just really like the name). As for his powers, the same with every other character's powers in this AU, there's more to it than the surface level. The last part of his poem, "Strength in the pack, yet prone to fall", hints at this.

Starstrike = Scott

- For Scott, i mostly stuck to the most common winner symbol for him, which is stars. His powers isn't as complicated as the others, and the last part of his poem, "A shield, a blade, a step so sure", hints at what he can do with his powers. As for his alias, I guess it just sounded cool to me. I wanted something that relates to his star theme, but also gives the impression of someone not to be messed with, so I went with Starstrike.

The Canary = Jimmy

- Honestly, do I even have to explain? Lol! Jimmy's powers also got inspiration from the same fic I got for Skizz, which is "Wake the Dead" by Kiki_the_kiwi on AO3 (you should really check it out). And his poem, "The first to fall when danger is near", also references his Canary Curse.

Quake = BigB

- i honestly didn't know much about BigB as well, but from what I remember of him, mostly in 3rd and Secret Life, he was mostly mining/digging underground while stuff happens on the surface. His poem, "A rumble deep, the earth obeys", kinda also hints at this, as well as reminds me of his backrooms shtick in Secret Life.

Flora = Gem

- I kinda feel bad, but I honestly gave up with Gem, since I know less about her than others members since she's still a bit new to the life series, and I didn't really watch any of her stuff before. But the vibe I got from her is that she's sweet, but also kinda dangerous. So i thought, the alias Flora sounds sweet, but since it refers to plants and the like, it could also mean danger since there are dangerous plants. Her powers, though, isn't what you would initially think. Like I said, there's more to the characters' powers than what is on the surface level. And Gem's poem, "Nature's strength in her entwines", not only hints at another part of her powers, but also references where I got the inspiration for her powers, which is a certain character from the anime/manga called "Bungou Stray Dogs".

Nightshade = Lizzie

- Lizzie's power was one of the easiest to think of, but of course, there's more to her powers. The name Nightshade is something I really like, and with it being a beautiful plant usually associated with darkness and mystery, I thought that it suits Lizzie well, especially in the AU. Her poem, "In darkness she dwells with deadly grace", further insinuates this.

Aaaand, that's all of them! Sorry for the long post, but I also wanted to share my thought process in picking the alias for each character. And while I don't want to reveal too much of their powers until they get properly introduced, i figured it's fine to touch on the behind the scenes of it for a bit.

What do you guys think? Also, for the anon who asked, I hope this clears things up! :)

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lizardperson · 3 months ago

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lizardwriting wrapped 2024

because this whole thing deserves a little yearly review too...

after not writing anything for the public in sooo many years, i actually wrote quite a lot this year. only had to overcome the initial feeling of "cringe omg i can't post that 😬", and now have lost all shame and am enjoying myself immensely, subjecting the world to my bullshit. i think i actually improved quite a bit over the whole year.

AO3 STATS [link]

28 works 48,102 words total 18x ocworld: 17 short bits + 5 chapters Dark Lights, Shine Loud 7x fallout: 6 of those Courier Mika including 20 oneshot chapters Come All Sufferers (#fnv au) 2x star trek disco

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SPOTLIGHT some points stolen from this list

.characters i thought most about: mika - light of my life, bane of my existence. the ultimate blorbo from my brain, bouncing around in there 24/7. she's terrible and i love her so much. (#mika tag) gabriel - grew SO MUCH this year, mostly thanks to the silly little fallout au. i have a lot of thoughts but not enough words. i love him so much. (#gabriel tag) special mention: fiona - what started out as daria's nameless dead backstorywife somehow turned into an actual character that has been living in my brain now extensively. little miss tortured poet. i love her. (#fiona tag)

.favorite title And there are days like this, too because it's the perfect throwback to the kinda-first part 4261 days. and i wasn't even the one who came up with it, that was @voidthing special mention: The Hills Have Eyebots. because it's just funny.

.favorite opening line

"Oh, for fuck's sake," Mika cursed when her can of energy drink let out the familiar hiss of danger. Despite her best efforts and a few quick sips, she still managed to spill some of it on herself and the couch. Great, another point for Nic's long list of things to be pissed about. As if the general mood in this apartment hadn't been shitty enough those last few weeks. Oh well, let her bitch then. [Dark Lights, Shine Loud]

is it my best line? nah, far from it. is it the perfect introduction to Mika? hell yea - cursing, consuming caffeine, and making a mess. what more do you need to know lmao. i just really like that one, still. the whole first chapter, actually.

.favorite piece of dialogue

"You didn't answer my question - you think we're doing the right thing here?" "Yes." There was not a bit of doubt in his voice. "You believe in our stupid plan?" "I believe in you." [Doing The Right Thing]

just sums up the whole fallout au and their dynamic so well, and also *clutches chest*

special shoutout to the close second, the "I'm not a lesbian" bit in In Whiskey Veritas

and another special shoutout to the last bit of Left My Heart In The Sierra Madre because. T_T

.favorite ending line

Falling in love with her best friend was such a bad idea, July thought, and yet she didn't know how not to. [Viola sororia]

it's so sappy. but 🥺🥺🥺

close second for a completely different vibe:

Freud would probably have something to say about distracting yourself from your shitty mother by sleeping with a woman roughly that same age. Good thing Freud was dead. [Mommy issues]

.favorite text overall 4261 days i still think this is the best thing i've written. for someone who does not have particularly much experience with grief in general, i really really like writing a lot about it somehow...

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OUTLOOK 2025

the big multi chapter thingies are very far up my to do list, but yknow how it is with adhd brains - ohhh lets do that quick short text first, and that one, and that one *procrastinates the big ones*

BUT that is the plan:

. finally getting some more chapters into Dark Lights, Shine Loud. there are a bunch lying around as first drafts, but they still need some work. soonTM

. continuing the way-too-ambition plotheavy heistthing What Happens In Reno, Stays In Reno after those first few intro chapters. this requires an extensive brainstorming session to get the actual plot hammered together.

. the shiny new wip that i am itching for (because shiny and new), because it's gonna be a bit different in various ways so that makes it excitingTM

....and of course just continuing to write, overall. gonna keep my #fff streak up.

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SPECIAL THANKS

@voidthing for basically being my secret co-author. always improves the quality by SO MUCH and is the bestest anyway 💕💕💕

the whole @flashfictionfridayofficial community - turns out a regular thing is really good to get a habit going, and also y'all are so nice and cool and just 💕💕💕

everybody who reads my stuff of course :D yes, i mostly write for myself, but of course it's always awesome if someone else likes my bullshit 🙏

#lizardwriting #lizardwrapped

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leonenjoyer69 · 10 months ago

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It has been demanded of me to drop everything I had made for an unshared BMC x TGS AU I thought up back in March :3 I honestly don't remember much of it, but I apparently wrote a shit ton, so here's that straight from my drafts and writing app--

First! The original Tumblr draft!:

Guys guys, hear me out, TGS "Be More Chill" AU thingy.

Hyde is Jekylls SQUIP, and boy is he defective. Self loathing is of course still in order, but also he's constantly telling Jekyll to do really impulsive things. Oh, this guys being an asshole? PUNCH HIS ASS JEKYLL! holy shit, hot theatre boy Lanyon? Kiss him kiss him ASK HIM OUT YOU WUSS-

Hyde SQUIP doesn't want complete world control via SQUIPs tho bc all the other ones are too "boring", he just kinda wants to do whatever and "fix" this really nerdy Scottish boy.

And then, what I had in my writing app (which was a lot jfc):

TGS au that is vaguely inspired by BMC >:3

Henry and Robert share a dorm room at this university (Henry is big gay for Lanyon ofc). At this University, Jekyll has created this science club, Students for Arcane Science (of course there's also all sorts of mythical curiosities in this world, so it's still got all the ghosts and creatures and werewolves) with the help of Dr Maijabi (who's a teacher in this mayhaps, otherwise itd be Mrs Frankenstein). This club is just to bring people who are very passionate about their scientific fields together to talk and share experiments and things, and to perhaps do experiments together. One day, someone in passing (perhaps Pennebrygg) mentions this odd new Japanese technology to Jekyll, since he's so enraptured by chemistry and matters of the mind and soul, and Jekylls nerd ass immediately wants to know more about it. So, being the science-driven guy he is, he immediately sets out to get his hands on one to try, because hey, maybe this cool little pill will give him the confidence to actually ask out Lanyon and to make other people like him more. Too bad he gets a defective one. He doesn't know that though! So, of course his first course of action is to absolutely grill this SQUIP thing-- who so quickly insisted that he was to be called Hyde (what an odd name for this oddly dressed lad)-- on how he worked (I like to think Jekylls Scottish accent slips out more when he gets enthusiastic or when he's rushing, Lanyon has to remind him a lot to "speak English"). Hyde doesn't really care to answer most of these questions, but he relents on one condition, that Jekyll shuts the fuck up long enough for him to make it home so he's not caught talking to himself like a maniac in public. So, cue a montage of Jekyll barely containing his wonder and excitement as this brash little creature walking beside him (Hyde doesn't like being locked away in the mind, so hes persistent about keeping a physical manifestation of himself if able) explains how he was created (well, to the extent hes allowed to). Eventually though, he gets kinda bored and just begins poking fun at Jekyll and the people they come across, running around doing silly things that he knows only Jekyll can see, and Jekyll kinda gets a kick out of it. Eventually they make it back to Jekylls dorm, where Lanyons just lazing around. (Im unsure if Jekyll should reveal that he got the SQUIP to Lanyon or if it should be kept a secret from him, since he wants to use it to get with him and all). Hyde probably makes some quip about Jekyll having good taste or something, studying Lanyon super closely. Jekyll gets super flustered and kinda runs off to somewhere where he can talk to Hyde one on one. When talking, Jekyll reveals what he wants help with: 1. Getting with Lanyon, and 2. Just being able to fit in more and get people to actually like him. Hyde agrees (of course, he doesn't have much else of a choice considering he's bound to this nerd now) and starts coming up with increasingly wild and morally questionable plans.

Hyde's whole thing is that he's defective- not in a "I wanna take over this place/the world", but in more of a way where he wants to live vicariously through Henry. He can't live his own life because of what he is, and for some reason, despite how he was supposed to be created, he's less "calm, calculated computer" and more "impulsive spit fire". He feels things that he's probably not supposed to, but hey, that's not for him to dwell on. (It'd be really cool if at some point Henry tried giving Hyde his own body, mayhaps either with Mr Tanis, Pennebrygg, or Frankensteins help) so, Hyde let's this impulsivity guide him through "helping" Henry, which makes Henry's control and ability to ignore the increasingly wild things Hyde tells him to say or do (for example, telling him to punch a fellow student for looking at him snide, or to tell Lanyon that his smile is beautiful)

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Yeah, clearly more inspired by BMC than like, a straight kinda insert AU, but idk thinking on it now it could definitely be changed a decent bit to fit BMC more. But!!! There's that, to the people that were curious lmao

#BMC x TGS AU #my ramblings #honestly about time this escaped my drafts #SQUIP Hyde #the silly <3

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incorrectcoldflashblog · 1 year ago

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I'm behind on tags but I gotta ask about your coldflash roadtrip wip, can you tell me more?

Hi, friend! No worries, take your time <3

Okay, so the Coldflash Road Trip is actually fairly close to being done, I’m just being held back by some plot thingies like always but anyway, this is an AU where Barry and Len meet at a bar and give each other fake names, and then they just keep running into each other in odd places and it turns into a road trip because. I just really wanted to write a road trip for them, lol. I don’t really want to spoil the whole thing since I’m hoping to post this sometime soon but here’s a small excerpt:

“Where are you staying tonight?” Len asks him, halfway through their second round.

Something hesitant, and impossibly sad, flickers in Sam’s eyes just for a second, and then his lips twitch, an odd little mix of emotions visible on him. His head hangs, his shoulders hunch: misery, clean and simple. But interest and amusement and tentative curiosity linger on his face. “Are you suggesting an alternative?” he asks.

Len tries not to worry, to think about what it means; the last thing he’d want would be for someone to ask him why he looks haunted more often than not. “There’s a motel across the street I was planning to get a room at,” he answers, forcing a seductive grin back onto his face. “I could be persuaded to share.”

Sam laughs. “I don’t think you need persuading,” he replies. Amusement seems to loosen the tension in his spine more than the booze did.

Len lets his grin turn into a smirk and unabashedly checks Sam out, eyes dark under heavy lids. “Then that makes two of us,” he says.

He pays off his tab with cash, and pays for the motel room in cash, too; he wouldn’t put it past Lisa to try and track his usual aliases to figure out where he is, and he won’t be found, not tonight, not by anyone. Sam chuckles into his neck as he fumbles to get the door unlocked, and Len laughs against his mouth as Sam pushes him into the room, his fingers already working at the zipper of Len’s jeans. Len pushes him off, gently.

“One minute,” he says, and goes over to the safe. He locks in his gun, wallet and car keys, blocking the lock with his body so Sam can’t see the code he chooses.

He turns back to see Sam pouting, eyes wide. “You think I’d rob you?” he asks, fake hurt coloring his voice.

Len smirks. “Yes,” he says, and Sam laughs, letting Len pull him in by the belt loop at the waistband of his jeans.

#Barry is Sam obviously.#Coldflash

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thatordinaryoddity · 3 months ago

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20 questions about writing 2.0

Thank you for tagging me, @trollocks-in-my-bollocks and @lavendelhummel! This is a fun question thingy. Lucky for me, I’ve got an hour to kill, so now I can pretend I’m being productive.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Ten.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

187,868!

Didn’t realize I’ve been pounding the keyboard that much, especially since I used to swear I’m not much of a writer :D To be fair, that was true… until it wasn’t.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Nine out of my ten fics are Wheel of Time and more specifially, Siuaraine (surprise, surprise), but my first “serious” fic was for The Haunting of Bly Manor. Back when I was a teen, though, I wrote loads of bad fic for a German soap opera. It was horrendous, but we all need to start somewhere.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

The Crown On My Head - where there is no dragon and Siuan meets Moiraine’s royal family in Cairhien. Everything goes according to plan (it absolutely doesn��t). It’s fluff with a side of angst and some fanart for dessert.

Gold And Blue - my current WIP which is a wild west AU/crossover with RDR2 (don’t judge me, ok). Siuan is an outlaw, Moiraine is a huntress (or is she?), and it’s slow burn. We’re now finally reaching the fluff, and there’s probably fanart coming… when I find the time.

A Flower In The Ashes - another AU/crossover, this time with Fallout. Siuan is a survivor in the wasteland (and she has a robot buddy!) while Moiraine escapes her life in a vault to avoid becoming Overseer. Equal part angst and fluff I’d say.

Shards - my first longfic for WoT, written in 2022 after season one. It’s pure angst. Moiraine is very sad, and I was very tired. Writing this fic nearly burnt me out completely. I genuinely thought I’d never write again after this one, but thankfully, I clawed my way back and are more motivated than ever!

Once In A Blue Goddamn Moon - the Bly Manor one. It’s about Jamie’s life without Dani and her journey to finally find peace (literally). Mostly hurt/comfort with a pinch of fluff and a happy ending - kinda?

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

Absolutely! I usually respond a few days after receiving them, but I love comments (don’t we all?). There’s nothing better than readers sharing their thoughts on plotlines or characters - it’s pure fuel for my writer’s soul. If someone takes the time to leave a comment, I’m genuinely grateful, and it feels natural to take the time to respond thoughtfully.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

If we’re talking finished fics, it’s Shards. It doesn’t have a bad bad ending, though, but the whole story is heavy and deals with tough plotlines. If we include WIPs, my current project is going to have the worst ending. But it’s a “choose your own adventure”, so you can always pick the happier path.

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

Definitely The Crown On My Head. I stuffed it with as much fluff as I could manage because honestly, the fishwives deserve it - and so do we.

8. Do you get hate on fic?

Not really. Years ago, someone pointed out that I used an awkward word to describe a character. It wasn’t hateful, more like constructive feedback, and it actually pushed me to get better. So… not real hate, just a learning moment.

9. Do you write smut?

:3 Oh yes I do! I love writing smut, it’s genuinely so much fun. There’s hardly a longfic I’ve written without detailed smut scenes. I try to keep it fresh, explore new dynamics or kinks, but try to stay true to the characters. That being said, I don’t like to write smut without plot so you’ll have to earn The Sex by suffering through my plot first (or just use the tags to see which chapters are smutty, hehe).

10. Do you write crossovers?

Again - oh yes! Crossovers/AUs/fandom fusions are my happy place. I take World A, shove World B’s characters into it, and just see what happens. These always start as self-indulgent crackfics, but apparently, other people like being dragged into my chaos. I’m not complaining.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes and I feel very honored! One of my lovely readers asked to translate The Crown On My Head into Spanish and post it on Wattpad. So if you’re a Spanish speaker and want to check it out - La Corona En Mi Cabeza.

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

Not exactly, but I once collaborated with @woodytwig. She wrote, I drew. Not quite co-writing, but still fun!

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

Siuan x Moiraine!

They’ve been my OTP for four years now and nothing or no one can change that. If the show messes them up, I’ll simply retreat to my silly little crossovers and AUs. However, I do have another (non-WoT) ship that’s… uh, let’s just say it’s embarrassing. It involves enemies who would realistically kill each other on sight, but some genius wrote a 300k-word slow burn that made it work. No, I will not elaborate.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but probably won’t?

I started a Siuaraine drabble series and still owe @mandyviv57 a fic about a karaoke night to Time After Time. I haven’t forgotten! One day, I swear.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Apparently, my smut is hot (thank you, kind commenters). People also say my descriptions make them feel like they’re watching a movie, which makes sense because vivid scenes and descriptions are a must for me as a reader, so I make sure to weave them into my own work.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Big emotional payoffs. Ugh. If I’ve been building tension over multiple chapters, I tend to overthink everything. I’ll procrastinate for ages trying to make it perfect. The stress is real.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I like it! In my current WIP, Moiraine speaks a second language, and it’s great for adding depth to her character (and for teasing Siuan when she refuses to translate, hehe).

19. First fandom you wrote for?

That German soap opera - it’s called Hand aufs Herz. I wrote for it back in 2010, and let me tell you, my baby gay self was not okay. Reading that old stuff now feels like a personal roast session.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

For finished fics, it’s a tie between The Crown On My Head and Pine Needles in My Drink (a Yellowjackets crossover one-shot that didn’t make the top 5 but was much fun to write).

I’m tagging @woodytwig, @witchingshcdows, @eve-is-obsessed, @romanimp and everybody who wants to join - if you feel like it, obviously <3

#i was tagged #20 questions #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #the wheel of time fanfic #siuaraine fanfiction #damie fanfiction #rdr2 fanfic #fallout fanfic #yellowjackets fanfic #moiraine x siuan #jamie x dani #moiraine damodred #siuan sanche #the wheel of time

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artfartt · 1 year ago

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I have news!

I made 3 new aus!

But dw I didn’t forget abt the book thingy au

Tw: bright colors for the last one, and lots of reading

1st au (going from most recent)

So the magic rabbit au. Max is a magician that’s in need of a assistance and Sam is a dog man in need of a job, what perfect match! Sam always wanted to be a magician, but he was horrible at it, but Max never gave up on him. Max never gotten too attached to anyone, but Sam was something different, but of course because I’m writing it Max believes that this shouldn’t be allowed, so they just go on with their acts. Since Max has a bad reputation with other magicians, they get into some “freelance trouble” like being tied up on a spinning wheel and letting little kids throw axes at them /hj. Max does rethinks his feelings, but I’m not sure if he ever confesses to him since I came up with this yesterday, but he does go over Sam’s house so much they practically live together, so yeah.

2nd au

In The love doctor au, Max has every type trauma you can imagine (main character moment). He’s a sad, unemployed, lifeless soul. While watching tv one day, he comes across an ad about a nonprofit organization that helps cure people called ‘The love doctors’. He finally decides to go there after been told to go there by his therapist several times and was partnered with Sam. Sam worked day and night to help him. At first, Max was hesitant and uncooperative, but the more they go one the more he realizes that he likes Sam. Once he got cured, he got too attached and decided to cheat his way into staying with Sam more. In the end Sam finds out about the crush and Sam and Max now live together. Max taking care of the house, and Sam helping out patients. Every now and then, Max finds hisself sad at home, but Sam can easily cure him.

3rd (and final)

I wanted to redraw this since it was made a whole month ago so here’s the original

In the toy prince au they live in a society where they’re different regions that belong to certain kings and queens (and they’re all toys). Sam is the prince of “The Aces” (one of a few colonized lands) but soon has to make his choice on who will be his spouse. And because this is Sam we’re talking, he’s looking forward to marrying someone. Max is an orphan picked off the streets when he was little, and was chosen to be the royal jester. Ever since then Sam and Max has been best friends, but Max’s friendship for Sam has grown stronger over time. A bit too strong. Once the day comes for Sam to choose his wife, his mother breaks the news that he’ll be marrying princess ‘Queen Cat-toy’ (yes that’s her name) for treaty purposes with one of the regions. This marriage makes Max jealous because he’s Max, and because he’s afraid Sam won’t hang around him anymore. And that’s when he discovers his feeling for him, but he tries to reject them because “forbidden love” stuff. A few weeks later, Sam’s birthday comes around and he and Max barely talk anymore because Cat-toy needs attention and she keeps dragging Sam everywhere with her. Sam becomes sick of her but he can’t divorce her because she’s crazy and tries to threaten him by planning out a huge war. Because of this Sam realizes that he misses Max, in a way he feels like he shouldn’t. In the middle of the huge birthday party, he sneaks to go take a break from life itself, and Max follows. Max finally decides to speak his feelings and Sam and him decides they’ll be in a royal affair. Princess Queen Cat-toy soon finds out that about this affair and is trying to catch him in the act to get guillotined (I forgot to mention, Max gets sentenced to the guillotine several times because he and Sam like to go out on adventures around the village, and usually Max is the one to get in trouble even if it was Sam’s idea to go in the first place).

Fun fact: this one was inspired and made the same day as The Amazing Digital Circus

#sam and max #sam and max fanart #artoftheday #freelance police #snm #sam and max freelance police #freelance husbands #sam and max au #the first pic is a wip of a traditional comic I wanted to try out #it’s also apart of the story #in summary. the first one’s just Sam and Max but ✨magical✨. the second one’s just extremely gay #Oof I pressed the comma #I don’t feel like retyping that #and the third one is just them in loyalty #I need to get to writing #idk what else to tag

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jessicas-pi · 2 years ago

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If you’re still doing the ask game writing thingy, may I humbly offer…

1. Sabine and Ezra [Sabezra, if you’re feeling it] with Chopper

2. Impromptu food fight! 🤪

Thanks!!

FUN FACT! I actually had plans ALREADY for a food fight scene in my Medieval AU (Part One), so I wrote that! For context, Sabine and Ezra are somewhere between 5&7 and 7&9 (i'm still working on the exact ages).

If Mother were here, she would tell Sabine that it would be impolite to smash her whole plate of food over the head of that ugly boy, who was apparently trying to get seconds on dessert before he’d even finished his vegetables by stealing the sweet of the boy next to him. But Mother wasn’t here, and the boy next to him happened to be Ezra, and Ezra looked like he was going to cry, so Sabine committed the impolite act with unremorseful gusto. Then, for good measure, she dumped her glass of juice over the stupid boy’s head while he was still too shocked to move. The sound of shattering dishware hushed the whole créche into utter silence, except for Chopper’s naughty warble of laughter. Sabine glared down at Ezra, who was looking at her like she was a hero of legends, and put her hands on her hips. She was about to chastise him for just sitting there while his dessert got stolen, when the boy got himself together and made a face at Ezra. “Are you gonna let a girl fight for you like that?” Sabine was ready to lunge forward into a good old fistfight at the insult, but Ezra grabbed his own plate of food, smashed it into the bully’s chest, and yelled, “It’s called TEAMWORK, stupid!” Another moment of shocked silence. Then the créche erupted into chaos. Oleg was assaulted with a volley of mashed potatoes from every side, Leia lovingly hurled her vegetables into her brother’s face, Chopper used his grabber arms to pick up a bowl of fruit and fling its contents at whoever was closest, the tiny Yoda baby was screeching with delight, and Sabine climbed up to stand on the table, pulling Ezra with her, then raised their joined hands in the air like a king signaling the start of a cavalry charge and screamed: “FOOD FIGHT!”

#this is like. three hours after sabine first met ezra btw.#sabine overheard ursa saying that jedhan boys were nothing but trouble and was like 'cool i want one'#so when the wren family went on a visit to Jedha #sabine snuck her way into the creche #picked a boy at random #and asked if he had a bad influence in his life yet #(hera left chopper (who is still a droid in this au) with ezra to keep him out of trouble)#(and by 'him' i am obviously referring to chopper)#(also kelleran beq is the crechemaster here btw. totally not relevant. BUT. he is. because i said so.)#ficlet #fic snippet #star wars medieval au

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glorious-spoon · 1 year ago

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8, 12 and 16 for the choose violence thingie? :>

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

Steve Harrington does not give a flying fuck if the kids swear.

Just, in general, the place he holds in their lives is that of a surrogate big brother and long-suffering babysitter; it is not remotely maternal. He'd die for any of them and he'll generally try to steer them out of suicidally dangerous monster-slaying plans, but he is not going to fuss about their grades or their language or their eating habits or their social lives. That's not what the relationship is like, and it's frankly much less interesting than canon, so I don't understand why so many people write it like that.

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

Josh from 9-1-1. I know the whole fandom collectively hates him because he was mean to Eddie in Season 5, but I actually like him a lot. He's petty and brave and loyal to a fault, and I always kind of think it's fun to have someone who just doesn't really like one of the OTP characters; it introduces a lot of fun and interesting potential dynamics.

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing

Modern, mundane, no-powers, no-supernatural AUs. There have been a few that I've enjoyed, but in general, setting is a big part of what I enjoy about a show, so stripping that away for the sake of a coffeeshop AU or whatever is just really uninteresting to me. If I'm going to read an AU with a different setting, I want one that'll introduce new and interesting elements to the story, not one that just turns them into ordinary modern-day college students.

(choose violence asks)

#ask meme

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estbela · 9 months ago

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Will probably remake my pinned post for this blog eventually, but 'till then this the pinned post for my main blog(maudlin-scribbler) -> x

Contains mostly info about me though. Frankly, I didn't like my old introduction post for this blog so I guess I'll just put some hetalia related info here:

Love the balkans(and just the eastern europeans in general), ancients & micronations, but really I like all the characters, there are just the ones I'm most likely to post about. With "the balkans" I mostly mean Romania, Bulgaria, Serbia (my OC but like. Don't think he's THAT different from other interpretations of him haha idk).

My AO3 -> y

My stuff is pretty canon divergent, I'd say(but I do love canon). I even have my own hetaverse/AU thingy, that I mostly post about sometimes instead of like writing about haha(it's sort of in its infancy, so I have a long way to go with planning stuff out but I'll hope to soon write some stuff about it). It features me genderbending some characters also(including Romania). And every character is queer lol (but then again, this is hetalia, so in this regard I am Not changing much from canon).

I have a lot of OCs...or rather ideas for OCs but some are almost close to something resembling full-fleshed OCs.

If you haven't noticed, SerbRo is my otp my everything the lomls. Some HCs -> z (some may be abit outdated haha idk). In general fpr stuff about serbro you can scroll on my blog on the serbro tag -> xyz

I like most ships though, and don't like when people say stuff such as talking about how this ship is better than the other or whatever. I love PruHun too!! And EstBela obviously, tho I haven't really been thinking about them a whole lot. There are ships I don't really like for my own reasons but I don't really care if you ship them as long as you don't talk about them to me.

Honestly I've got a love hate relationship with canon Moldova, and mostly do my own thing with him, including aging him up in the present day so he's like 17-18 years old today.

#Pinned #Hetalia

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defnotmadie · 2 years ago

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hello madie! i was wondering if you'd feel comfortable sharing your ideas bc i'd love to hear them :] if not that's alright but feel free to ramble about whatever's rotting your brain here

yes! i would! most of my ideas are currently half baled fics but i can definitely explain some of them that i dont really have plans to write! i’ll put them under read more thingy

okay so i’m pulling these from my notes app because that’s where i write my ideas to pull from later if i dont have the will to write them!

1. au where tommy enters one of those radio contests to meet wilbur soot (famous artist) he is self proclaimed wilbur’s biggest fan and in order to win he has to correctly answer ten trivia questions correctly if he gets patched through to the station! he manages to be the tenth caller and win so he meets wilbur they have a great time he gets an autograph and everything he enjoyed his time and is a little sad when he has to go, what he doesn’t know is wilbur really loved hanging out with tommy because despite tommy being a fan he didn’t treat wilbur like glass, so wilbur finds himself thinking about tommy but knows it is futile to try to find him again so he gives up. then one day he is running super late but he really needs coffee he runs into a coffee shop and low and behold there is tommy. he decides to shoot his shot and mid coffee order goes “do you want to be my assistant?” both of them are baffled because wilbur is literally the top artist and tommy is some random fan wilbur tries to backtrack and tommy is like no wait ill do it. tommy helps wilbur a whole bunch and they become besties and tommy even helps wilbur create new songs and melodies and stuff. the ending would probably be tommy performing a song he helped write with wilbur live and then them hugging bc…i want them to hug.

^ that one is super silly super fluffy just a good time (hence why i havent written it lol)

2. i dont have this one written down but it was an au where tubbo is a super villain and his best friend is tommy who happens to be a super hero but neither of them know that aboht each other and one day tubbo takes tommy hostage in hopes of getting money from the heroes in return of him so he unmasks tommy and realizes that “oh shoot this is my bestie” and so after that hes just incredibly nice to tommy despite being a villain like they are hanging out and he continually kidnaps tommy just to like hang out with him and yeah its just goofy :]

so there are some of the ideas that are ideaing there are always more cause i have like a murder mystery wip, a wilbur music college wip, wilbur foster au, and like some other stuff i think! enjoy :]

#madie answers #angrilydancing #ask

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randomnameless · 2 years ago

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I'm gonna answer your questions and elaborate on previously stated hcs. Will probably make a part 2 sometime in the future. Lots of things to share but I keep losing steam writing it all down.

He was a scholar in Zanado! He's the naturally curious type, decently knowledgeable at flora & fauna, weaponry & warfare, and art & literature. He tries to learn about anything he finds interesting, including humans doing human things, even post-WoH. That's one of the reasons he knew what Faerghus' situation was and decided to help them.

No, he doesn't dual-wield (often). He uses the less fancy, non-healing sword for skirmishes and stuff, and uses the cool nabatean one for bigger conflicts.

Hair colour thing is from the crest stone damage. Supreme Leader has more than enough reasons to hate him lol. 1) he keeps killing TWS agents. 2) Stalks the ones he couldn't kill and thwarts their plans. 3) Somehow Knows secrets she's trying to hide. She doesn't find out he's a lizard until much later. (There are many benefits to premature greying)

I have this post-canon scene in mind where Rhea comes clean to her fam about the stuff she was up to. Seteth and Flayn are utterly shocked but Pan's just sipping his tea, his entire being screaming 'disappointed but not surprised'. Rhea is surprised at this reaction and Pan just says "I've known you your entire life, I know the kinda unhinged stuff you're capable of. Doesn't mean I approve tho."

I also have another thingy that's part of a different set of hcs on how Pan could interact with canon. So Pan first meets billy post-timeskip (or just before timeskip) and immediately starts trying to figure out wtf is going on with them. He comes to the conclusions that 1) billy is a hybrid, hence must be protected 2) they are not Nemesis-spawn but have Sothis' creststone in them because that's the other (original) way to get a crest AND is needed to use a heroes' relic 3) this better not be Rhea's doing, he swears to Sothis he's gonna bury himself under a mountain for the next millennia.

His opinion on Sothis resurrection is that it's impossible. Like, She's their progenitor, capable of creating countless nabateans without breaking a sweat. It is impossible for them to even comprehend the kind of power she holds, much less awaken/bring back that power with the means they have. It's much more productive on focusing on the betterment of Fodlan and protect the ones who are still alive. But he understands her feelings of wanting her mother back and doesn't comment too much on this.

I've also got a whole another au where Pan is a sulking little dragon on top of Conand tower, getting pestered by multiple generations of teenaged nobles.

- Lizard pan anon

Hi Lizard pan anon!

What do you mean humans doing human things lol

Maybe he was part of the "older ones" who taught about the world "outside" and "humans" to younger Nabateans or people who only lived in Zanado?

No, he doesn't dual-wield (often). He uses the less fancy, non-healing sword for skirmishes and stuff, and uses the cool nabatean one for bigger conflicts.

Oh, it'd make sense in a way. Granted, idk if you took into account weapon durability in your hcs (i never do lol) but sure, it'd make sense to take out the big guns only when needed, and not, say, use a lvl 100 Palkia to defeat a lvl 2 Bidoof.

Would she try to recruit him, as Flamey? Maybe pull something like the enemies of my enemies are my allies (unless they're stinky lizards, they can be my allies for 2 seconds before I backstab them)? When she finds out about him being a lizard though... I guess it'd play in her paranoia of "they're everywhere and controlling Fodlan, living among us, humans!!!"

Daww

I hcd Seteth being disappointed, hurt, but more angry at Rhea, not for trying to resurrect her, but because she never told him a thing, and how desperate she was (she doesn't trust him anymore? why) and feels bad for not having seen signs earlier, whereas Flayn just, hugs her - it doesn't matter if she's not the super uberwoman she thought she was, nor if she actually cannot look and guide Fodlan on her own - she's still her super cool aunt and it's her time to look after her now.

Macuil is the one who goes "idiot I knew you were useless and worthless" but leaves a Zanado fruit - on her table - just because his pockets are full! - while Indech is the one who doesn't say a thing, but looks at her with the "disapproving older brother glare" but wouldn't say a thing.

Oh!

Nabateans trying to figure out what the frick is Billy is always funny lol, and Pan is right in all three hypothesis!

Poor Pan though, but I wonder how he would have reacted to Jerry if Jerry told him his kid wasn't "normal", would he become protective of Billy who's, regardless of everything, part of his fam, or would her berate Rhea on not having told that human a thing about this Billy child?

Ooh

Did he disagree with her about the "revised" Fodlan History, painting Nemesis'n'his Elites as fallen Heroes or how she hid the secret behind relics and the existence of Nabateans?

I've also got a whole another au where Pan is a sulking little dragon on top of Conand tower, getting pestered by multiple generations of teenaged nobles.

"Hey Matthias, I bet you 2 beers I can take a scale from that weird wyvern on top of the tower."

"Lambert, don't be stupid. That's obviously not a wyvern."

"Why not ask the wyvern if it can give us a scale?."

"Rodrigue, wyverns don't understand human language."

"It has been glaring at us since Lambert mentionned taking one its scales."

#lizard pan anon #fodlan au #i love nabateans headcanons!#FE16 #take your time i'm always here for nabatean headcanons!#how would lizard!pan react to seeing gremlin!sothis?#hc macuil laughs his feathers off when he learns the Adrestian Empire declared war on the Church of Seiros #his sister is so dumb she trusted humans he told her not to #and here she goes #lizard family time?

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