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DCxDP fanfic idea: Danny's Did you know?
Danny is a contact creator.
He started off as a kid who wanted to dump info about space or other interests, making it more "Did you Know" as his theme, but his channel really took off the first time he invited a ghost to speak about the era that came before.
No one knows Sidney Poindexter is a ghost. Ghosts usually do not appear on camera; if they do, they are always a blur or barely visible outline. That doesn't come into play when the camera happens to belong to the Ghost King, who is unaware of the title.
Due to this, the ghosts, as his guest stars, turn out to look like normal human beings. There is no glow, no see-through effect, and the only odd thing about them is how they dress.
Even Poindexter's coloring could be explained with some well-done make-up.
They think he's just someone wearing a costume and pretending to be from the 1950s, using information Danny had researched. Danny's interview with Poindexter became an instant hit among those who applauded the genuine authenticity of what the 1950s actually were like.
Not only that, but Poindexter's reactions to modern terms and objects that Danny presents are hilarious to the viewers, as he never once broke character. There is even an entire section where both grumble about the bullying issue in their shared high school.
A particular scene becomes a trending meme.
"Did you know Dr. Seuss coined the word "Nerd" in 1950? He used it in the book If I Ran the Zoo," Danny tells Poindexter.
The other teenager rolls his eyes. "Of course, I knew. It was published in my first year of High school. I was one of the first to be called nerd, you know? It would have been more impressive if it didn't take the entire football team four days to read."
"Four days!?"
"Dr. Seuss's writing style saved the American reading levels back in my day."
"So we have always been stupid, huh?"
Danny's next guest is Johnny 13, a biker from the early 1980s who spends most of his time flirting with Dannyâwho doesn't acknowledge the attemptsâand proudly tells the viewers he may have been there, but he was too poor to know much about the 1980s.
"What were the trends in that era?" Danny asks Johnny after considering his notes.
The biker shrugs. "I think cellphones? They were too expensive for me or my block. Never saw one in real life before I died."
"Well, one trend was waterbeds. Did you know that waterbeds were invented in the 60s? They were made by a design student but weren't popular until the 80s, making them popular for the sudden rise of sex appeal." Danny says with a cheerful grin.
Johnny 13 tilts his head, considering his words. "Radical. I couldn't afford a mattress, much less a waterbed, but I bet they were fun. If you can get your hands on one, I would happily show you how fun they can be."
Danny rolls his eyes and then considers something. "If you couldn't afford a mattress, how did you get your bike then?"
"I stole it. Car theft was effortless back then after hotwiring took off." Johnny's smirk turns dark. "I stole to keep myself fed. Bad luck followed you everywhere when you started at America's rock bottom. Only crime could get you out, and even then, life was shit."
Danny reaches out and pats his shoulder. "At least you got to live through one of the best eras in our history."
"Nah, I died in 1983. I missed it, but do you know who actually got to live it? Ember. She died in 1990."
Next week, Ember strikes an alarming resemblance to the one-hit-wonder singer Ember McLain, who had nearly made it big a few years ago.
"What were the 80s like?"
"Terrible, everyone hated me in school, and AIDS was killing all my friends."
Danny pauses for a long moment, looking horror-struck, until Ember shrugs, "But Glam rock was made popular, which was kind of cool."
"Glam?"
Ember smirked at the host, holding her guitar. "Want to hear some?"
By the end of her performance, everyone was losing their mind that Danny Fenton somehow knew a big name like Ember Mclain, and her music once again started to trend. So much so she released another song called "Lost," dedicated to all her fallen friends who died in the AIDS epidemic.
It goes on and on, with each new video showcasing different times and people from those backgrounds. Tim Drake never misses an episode as a dedicated follower of Danny's Did You Know?
He also thought it was a gimmick to make the show entertaining and thought nothing of the hilarious conversationsânot when the host was such adorable eye candy.
Things are normal until Tim watches Danny interview Greta Hayes, who died in the late 90s. His very dead, very much a ghost teammate who happily tells the story of her life while looking like an ordinary girl for the first time.
It's not even someone dressed up as her. She makes an apparent reference to some slang Bart uses, and a few of the team's inside jokes are sprinkled into the conversation.
Tim feels a headache coming on. After watching the episode, he grinned darkly as he picked up his phone and called Bruce.
"So we may have a problem. Either a necromancer with an insane amount of skill or something similar. We need to go to Amity Park to investigate Danny Fenton."
Bruce sighs. "Tim, I am not helping you stalk your internet crush-"
"It's not stalking. It's detective work!"
#dcxdpdabbles#Danny's Did you know?#Part 1#Dead tired#Danny runs a online talkhost/ info dump#Tim is his fan#The ghosts are his guests#Bruce has been on the receiving end of many âIsn't Danny Fenton so hot!?â rambles from Tim
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every time i touch origfic again after writing a bunch of fanfic it's like Mein Gott Why Does Everything Require 3x My Usual Word Count To Get Done
#answer: because the exposition is not already handled for you. ALAS.#(somehow this is even true even if i was writing fanfic that got so out-of-control it sort of turned into origfic#like. even if you're diverging HARD from canon. and establishing new rules.#you can assume they know *a* canon and that's so useful sob)
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Rules: Write the latest line from your WIP (or post where you last left off on in your art) and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post, donât reblog.
Thanks for the tag, @16magnolias!
From Simple Pleasures:
It had been so long since he had been in her room â not since she was a child, actually â and it had somehow escaped his notice that he had yet to step foot inside it since leaving the walls.
And from Children of Wax, (which I swear I intend to post eventually at some point before I die) (also I'm making this one a passage instead of a sentence because it's funnier that way):
Isaâs cavalier approach to gardening ensured one thing: Bruno began to actually learn things about plants, if only out of self-defense.
For example: there was sage, which was edible, and yellow sage, which looked edible, but would apparently destroy his liver if he acted on that instinct. A variety of entirely benign-looking plants that looked like they would be quite at home on a chefâs cutting board did not belong in a chefâs pot, because they tended to cause paralysis after boiling. He learned that far more plants contained the word âpoisonâ in their names than he was comfortable with, and that wasnât even counting the ones that just plain had the word âdeadlyâ instead.
I'll send some tags out to @clownmoontoon and @swiftshade :)
But anybody who's interested is welcome to join in!
#encanto#my own writing#fanfic#Simple Pleasures#Children of Wax#CoW#CoW is turning into my Moby Dick somehow#in the sense that it will drive me insane and also possibly kill me#if I didn't write out of order I probably would have started posting it literally six months ago lol
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Reposting this for shits and giggles bc I don't expect asks about this lol. But I'll answer some in the tags
Weird Questions for Writers (because writers are weird)
1. What font do you write in? Do you actually care or is that just the default setting?
2. If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?
3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?
4. Whatâs a word that makes you go absolutely feral?
5. Do you have any writing superstitions? What are they and why are they 100% true?
6. What is your darkest fear about writing?
7. What is your deepest joy about writing?
8. If you had to write an entire story without either action or dialogue, which would you choose and how would it go?
9. Do you believe in ghosts? This isnât about writing I just wanna know
10. Has a piece of writing ever âhauntedâ you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?
11. Do you believe in the old advice to âkill your darlings?â Are you a ruthless darling assassin? What happens to the darlings you murder? Do you have a darling graveyard? Do you grieve?
12. If a genie offered you three writing wishes, what would they be? Btw if you wish for more wishes the genie turns all your current WIPs into Lorem Ipsum, I donât make the rules
13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?
14. Do you lend your books to people? Are people scared to borrow books from you? Do you know exactly where all your âlostâ books are and which specific friend from school you havenât seen in twelve years still possesses them? Will you ever get them back?
15. Do you write in the margins of your books? Dog-ear your pages? Read in the bath? Why or why not? Do you judge people who do these things? Can we still be friends?
16. Whatâs the weirdest thing youâve ever used as a bookmark?
17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that wonât make it in the text.
18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.
19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?
20. If a witch offered you the choice between eternal happiness with your one true love and the ability to finally finish, perfect, and publish your dearest, darlingest, most precious WIP in exactly the way you've always imagined it â which would you choose? You canât have both sorry, lifeâs a bitch
21. Could you ever quit writing? Do you ever wish you could? Why or why not?
22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?
23. Describe the physical environment in which you write. Be as detailed as possible. Tell me whatâs around you as you work. Paint me a picture.
24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?
25. What is a weird, hyper-specific detail you know about one of your characters that is completely irrelevant to the story?
26. How do you get into your characterâs head? How do you get out? Do you ever regret going in there in the first place?
27. Who is the most stressful character youâve ever written? Why?
28. Who is the most delightful character youâve ever written? Why?
29. Where do you draw your inspiration? What do you do when the inspiration well runs dry?
30. Talk to me about the role dreams play in your writing life. Have you ever used material from your dreams in your writing? Have you ever written in a dream? Did you remember it when you woke up?
31. Write a short love letter to your readers.
32. What is a line from a poem/novel/fanfic etc that you return to from time and time again? How did you find it? What does it mean to you?
33. Do you practice any other art besides writing? Does that art ever tie into your writing, or is it entirely separate?
34. Thoughts on the Oxford comma, Go:
35. Whatâs your favorite writing rule to smash into smithereens?
36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice...what do you Know?
37. If you were to be remembered only by the words youâve put on the page, what would future historians think of you?
38. What is something about your writing process YOU think is Really Weird? If you are comfortable, please share. If youâre not comfortable, what do you think cats say about us?
39. What keeps you writing when you feel like giving up?
40. Please share a poem with me, I need it.
#1. default font always otherwise i cant read it. dont know why but i just cant do anything else#3. i write specifically at the worst times ever. right before i have to go to bed or right before i have to leave the house.#and then ill proceed to get mad when sometimes tells me to stop writing as if this situation is somehow their fault#sorry to my bf#lol#im gonna majorly jump LMAO#36. I write an absolute fuckton about existential dread which sounds weird but i also have a dissociative disorder. so#self discovery and identity confusion and feeling less than human are Large Themes đ#34. oxford comma always fuck you.#29. invader zim i love you so... if i ever post more about kc here invader zim was a huge influence in that#also the show knight rider for a lot of its themes#also steven universe even tho i just started watching it#im only like eight years late okay shut up#23. omg this is funny. so i literally go into something akin to a time out corner#its a little place between my dresser and a mini fridge in the corner of my room that i will with blankets and pillows#so that i am literally squished#i also have a hatsune miku plushie that protects and watches me while i write#there are always lost pencils and pens and stuff in the blankets#and random clothes#19. i write out of spite for my mother đ#she said nooo dont be an artist you need to be Successful đĄ and now here i am#she tried to beat art out of me so bad and my reaction every time was to go make art about it#slightly unrelated but she also hates comedians with a passion (lowkey understandable) and#i turned out to be a ventriloquist so#fuck u mom#anyways#oh hey and abiut 9#i already did write something thats jusy dialogue its a fanfic its ongoing#if you wanna read power rangers fanfic about a side character i guess it's cool đ#my handle on ao3 is like basicallt the same as thjs one so
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No Hands - Chris Sturniolo Fanfic
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Summary: After picking on Chris for being an extremely touchy person, the two of you make a bet. Will Chris be able to control himself long enough to win?
Warnings: MDNI/ smut/ chrisxfem!reader/ bf!chris/ unprotected p n v (use a fucking rubber)/ oral (fem receiving)/ touchy! chris x needy! reader/ competitive! chris/ use of "you"/couldn't tell ya how many words
A/N: Time for a Chris fanfic! I am still new to writing, so bear with me. The song loosely relates to the fic. Interactions are appreciated! Pls don't steal my shit. Thx!đ
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"Keep your filthy fucking paws off of me," Nick says pushing his brother, Chris, away from him. Chris had wrapped his arm around Nick's shoulders as the two of them spoke.
Your boyfriend Chris is probably the most physically affectionate person that you know. He is always eager to touch those he cares about the most. Whenever it comes to you, Chris loses all self-control. He needs to be touching you in some way at all times; like he'll go insane without the feeling of your body against his in some way, shape, or form.
"You have got to be the touchiest motherfucker that I know, seriously," Nick continues, dusting the remanence of Chris' hands off of his shoulders.
"Shut up," Chris chuckles, pushing Nick backwards.
Nick looks up shocked. His eyes move back and forth from yours and Matt's, Nick and Chris' other brother. You and Matt begin to laugh uncontrollably.
"Please tell me you two fucking see this. I mean this is absurd! Even when I ask him not to touch me, he touches me. It's crazy!" Nick states completely dumbfounded.
Chris is laughing along with you and Matt. He begins to walk towards Matt, reaching out to grab his arm as he loses control of his body.
"Don't bring that shit over here," Matt says out of breath, wiping the tears from his eyes, failing to reel himself in.
Chris looks at you through squinted eyes. You simply open your arms as he walks towards you. He knew that you wouldn't turn down his touch. Chris stands in front of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head in the crook of your neck, laughing profusely into your skin.
"Can we please talk about this?!" Nick begins, still completely shocked. "I have never seen anything like this. Like he actually needs to be studied. He has always been "touchy feely", but ever since he got a girlfriend, it has multiplied by a gabillion." The room is still filled with the laughter of Chris and Matt, yours no longer producing noise.
"I mean seriously, I feel so bad for you. I can guarantee that you never get a fucking second to just breathe!" Nick exclaims.
You somehow manage to catch your breath and gain composure.
"It doesn't bother me. I've gotten used to it," you reply, rubbing your hand up and down Chris' back, attempting to calm him down.
Nick releases a scoff, letting you know that he doesn't believe you.
"Anyways, back to what I was saying," Nick begins shaking his head. He's looking at you, the only one stable enough to understand him. "Me and Matt are going to the store; do you want us to get you guys anything; besides some fucking giggle juice?"
"No, I think that's all we need," you reply, letting out a small laugh. Your whole body is now shaking at the intensity of Chris' reaction to Nick's last statement.
"Alright, we will be back in a few hours," Nick says, practically dragging Matt out of the door, him and Chris continuing to crack up.
The door shuts and Chris is eventually able to control himself. He pulls his head out of your neck and looks in your eyes, a huge grin spread across his face.
"Let's go to my room and find something to do until they get back," Chris says, his fingers running up and down your sides. You meet his lips with a short peck.
"I've got something in mind," you say smirking at him.
The two of you walk to Chris' room, holding hands of course. You have been trying to convince Chris to watch all of your favorite movies and now is the perfect time to start. Chris turns on the movie, "Five Feet Apart," and the two of you lay in his bed. As the film goes on, you can't help but think about what Nick was saying earlier. You are now very observant of how often Chris asks for a kiss or squeezes you tighter. When he gets up out of bed to grab a drink, you begin to laugh out loud at your own thoughts. Chris comes back into the room as you're laughing uncontrollably, trying to think of any moment he has spent any amount of time without physical contact.
"What the fuck is so funny?" Chris asks, taking a sip of his Pepsi as he stands in his doorway.
You swing your legs over the side of the bed to face your boyfriend.
"I was just thinking about what Nick was saying. I genuinely cannot think of a time that you went 5 minutes without touching me," you say.
Chris smirks and shakes his head. He begins to walk closer to you.
"Do you really think that I touch you a lot?" he asks, taking another drink.
"What do you mean think? You can't keep your hands off of me," you let out a small laugh.
"Yes, I can," Chris states in a cocky manner. "You touch me just as much as I touch you." He sits his drink down and gives you a smug look, stepping closer to you.
"Fine then. Let's make a deal. Until Nick and Matt get back, we have to keep our hands to ourselves. You can't touch me, and I won't touch you," you flick your brow up as you propose the idea to Chris.
"And why would I do that?" he says, laughing at your playfulness.
âTo prove a point.â
Chris looks around the room for a second, thinking about what you said.
âHow about we make this a little bit harder, since Nick and Matt aren't here,â he says, an arrogant look on his face. Chris bends down to whisper in your ear. âHow about I do some things that make it harder for both of us to keep our hands off of each other.â
He then places an open-mouthed kiss to the spot right behind your ear. He tugs lightly on the bottom of your earlobe before pulling away. The combination of his warm breath, wet kiss, and teeth pulling on your skin, sends a feeling of arousal throughout your body. Chris looks at you with a shit-eating grin on his face, clearly able to see what he's doing to you.
"And why would I that?" you say, mocking him. Chris' eyes trail up and down your body, not missing a single curve.
"If I win, I get to touch you anywhere I want, wherever I want, anytime I want for a week, and you don't get to say shit to me about it." Chris runs his tongue across his bottom lip as he finishes his sentence. Just the thought of having any part of you at his fingertips whenever he pleased made him grow hard.
"And if I win," you start, noticing the tent forming at the crotch of his pants, " I get to wear as little as I want, whenever I want, and you can look all you want, but you can't touch, for a week." You smile up at Chris, seeing him picture you in the smallest article of clothing in his head.
"I think you've got yourself a deal," Chris says, moving even closer to you.
You lift off of the bed slightly, sliding your hands underneath of your ass, pressing them into the bed. Chris places his hands on the bed, one on either side of your hips. Your lips connect almost immediately, the two of you aching to touch now that you can't. The kiss is deep and passionate, the both of you long for more. You remove your hands from underneath you, pulling off the shirt and pants you're wearing. Chris' lips leave yours and meet your collarbone without hesitation. His hungry kisses across your skin deepen your desire for him to touch you. Chris has seen you in a bra and underwear plenty of times. Removing your clothes doesn't seem to faze him much.
"This is too easy," you say, a smile spreading across your face. Your hands reach behind your back and unbuckle your bra. You drop it on the floor, scoot away from Chris, and lay down on the bed.
Chris stands up completely. His eyes roam over your entire body, lingering on your breasts. Lacking a good poker face, Chris' expression confirmed that you just made things 10 times harder for him, in multiple different ways. He tugs at his bottom lip as he soaks in the amount of skin you have exposed.
"That's not fair," he laughs, his eyes touching every part of your figure that his hands should be feeling.
Chris removes all of his clothes, only leaving his boxers. Your eyes trail over his body. Your eyes widen when you see the bulge in his underwear. A small chuckle escapes Chris' lips at your face. His eyes never leave yours as he removes his underwear seductively, his entire body now on display.
"Now we're even," he says. Chris moves across the room and climbs on top of you, careful to keep both of his hands on the bed.
The air chills your uncovered body. Chris' lips only momentarily heating the areas that they touch. It isn't enough. You need his hands on you. Messy kisses are placed all around your frame as he travels down you. After reaching the waist band of your underwear, Chris moves directly to your inner thighs, devouring them. Your hips begin to buck upwards, wanting his mouth on the place covered by soaked fabric.
"Take them off," Chris says placing a single gentle peck to the front of your underwear.
You shake your head while biting your lip. You earnestly wanted his hands on you and refused to help him out any longer.
"You do it," you said, your heart racing.
"I'm not losing this bet," he responds placing a gentle kiss to either side of your pelvic bone. Suddenly, his tongue slides under the left side wing of your underwear. He pinches the material between his teeth and slides one side of your underwear down to your thigh. He slowly moves to the right side of your body and performs the same motion. His intention is to draw this process out as long as he can, hoping you'll cave. Tongue, bite, pull, switch. Tongue, bite, pull, switch. As soon as one side reaches your ankle, you begin to shake them off yourself, flinging them into the floor.
"Someone's impatient," Chris smiles. He knows you won't last much longer.
His head dives between your legs, his tongue licking up the need that is dripping from you. You let out a whimper, gripping onto the bed sheets, miserably trying to keep your hands busy. Chris' tongue splits you in half as his nose applies pressure to your clit. He begins to speed up his motion, his tongue now forming small circles around your most sensitive area. Your legs begin to squeeze inward, Chris' head between them acting as a magnet. You can't help but squirm, the intense feeling of pleasure taking over your body. All of your movement is making it difficult for Chris. He is unable hold your legs down, forcing them to stay put.
"If you don't stop moving, I'm going to have to stop," he says, momentarily pulling his lips off of you.
Your moans get louder as Chris proceeds to eat you out. Your legs begin to shake as you attempt to keep from moving, not wanting him to quit. His tongue slips inside of your opening. Your back arches off of the bed. He begins to eat you as sloppily as he can, wanting more than just his tongue to be inside of you. Your toes start to curl. He begins to shake his head back and forth, his tongue flicking in all directions, only stopping to suck on your ball of nerves. You cling onto the sheets for dear life. You're starting to get close. Don't do it. Your hands lose their hold on the bedsheets and find themselves in Chris' hair as you practically levitate off of the bed.
"Oh fuck!" you scream, on the edge of release.
Chris pulls away from you. You did touch him after all. Suddenly his eyes meet yours from in between your legs. His thumb brushes over his lips, gathering all of your remnants before sucking them off of his skin.
"I win," he says with a cocky smirk.
In a swift motion, Chris grabs your leg and throws it over his shoulder, plunging himself inside of you, burying his dick as deep in your walls as possible. As he thrusts in and out of you frantically, his hands touch every part of your body, making up for lost time. The two of you moan loudly at the feeling of him touching you inside and out. It doesn't take long before your stomach clenches and you reach your orgasm, Chris' warm cum coating your insides at the same time. As the two of you ride out your high, your hands continue to feel every part of each other. Chris slumps on top of you, wrapping his arms around you, and burying his face in your chest. Your arms embrace him, pulling him closer. After a few moments of relishing the feeling of you both on top of one another, Chris leaves your body to grab a towel and pull on his clothes. As he cleans you up, he makes sure to touch you in every way he can. He throws the towel on the floor and grabs your clothes, insisting on dressing you as well. He starts with your underwear and pants, wanting to see you topless as long as possible. Before putting your bra back on, he takes your breasts in both of his hands and squeezes, kissing you tenderly.
"You better get used to that," he says, pulling away from your mouth and sliding your bra on. "I've got a whole 7 days to do that whenever I want."
For the next week, Chris took as much advantage of his prize as possible. When meeting up with his family he would hug you as long and hard as he could. When around his brothers at home, he would palm your ass with both hands, squeezing roughly and kissing you with passion. Even when hanging out in public settings with your friend group, you would find at least one of his hands wandering from your thigh and meeting the sweet spot in between your legs.
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To see how Chris takes advantage of him reward in more detail, click here to read: 7 Days (âNo Handsâ Extension)
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I'm sorry, but when I read the first few sentences I immediately thought of stalker baby Tim. Like, him stalking the batfam so much he finds Jason's Ao3 and becomes his number one fan. Tim (being so mad about the story being unfinished that he) learns necromancy just so that Jason can finish it become Robin again.
But Jason doesn't come back so Tim thinks he failed when he didn't and catatonic!Jason gets picked up by Talia (was it Talia? iirc it is) like in canon. So Tim just does the next best step after trying (and not failing) to raise the dead, and shows up at Dicks house.
Everything is the same, but Jason didn't forget his readers (and his favorite regular) and decided to finish the story before he went to Gotham to carry out his gatekeep gaslight crimelordboss his way into taking over Gothams underground. Except he got behind schedule by 2 weeks so he updated it before he went out for the Big Showdownâ˘ď¸. So Tim gets an update email from Jason's Ao3 about the second to last chapter being posted (he's sentimental, okay?!) and he just gets so confused.
Like, does necromancy work on a time delay? Is Jason just walking around as a skeleton? Why hasn't Jason shown up at the manor when he clearly had enough time to write and finish his fic?? Tim totally doesn't Constantine to ask if necromancy has a time delay (it doesn't and just reaffirms the Brit's belief that Gotham is worse than hell because of that weird ass question from the weird ass smart one).
Cue to Red Hood showing up and stiring the pot the same night he posted the last chapter when Robin!Tim, Batman, and Red Hood are in the middle of the Big Showdownâ˘ď¸. And Red Hood accidentally quotes a line from his fic, and Robin immediately shouts out the authors handle without thinking. As Robin here believes that Jason came back the same age as he died so Tim is running every program he has to locate a freshly-not-dead 15 year old who might not have a fleshed out face (heh) anymore. Clearly Red Hood is another hardcore fan of Jason's works.
While Red Hood just pauses, because, like, what? The fuck? There's only one person that comes to mind on who would be able to remember that hyper specific quote so he just quietly says his favorite regulars handle. And Robin reacts by coughing into his fist as Batman looks between them in confusion and ready to go back to fighting at a moments notice.
Both Red Hood and Robin just stare at each other in contemplative silence as they both want to talk about the just finished fic, for different reasons. Robin believes that Red Hood (who has been rising up in Gothams underground for the last 2 weeks) is another fan because Jason didn't look like he could grow into a fridge when he. Y'know, died. Red Hood was just embarrassed at being caught out as the author by accidentally quoting from his own fic during a fight by Robin. Who is his favorite regular.
"So uh. How'd ya like tha' last chapter?" Red Hood wasn't ready to face his favorite regulars criticism after finding out that they're on opposite sides of the law. It wouldn'tve hurt as much if it was coming from a civilian, but Robin has read every single of his works. Robin, as his successor the placeholder has a lot of emotional weight on his favorite hobby.
"Oh, well. I couldn't read it since someone decided to commit terrorism tonight. How'd you even get the time to read it? You started blowing up buildings, like, 5 minutes after the post." Robin just couldn't understand the gall of this crime lord, who is tarnishing Jason's work by reading it, to ask how he liked it when he interrupted his reading time. Tim couldn't even get past the first paragraph before he had to suit up!
"Wha'? Kid, I wrote the damn thing, why'd I read it?" Jason was expecting to have his ears be bleeding from the yelling and cursing, not from the high pitched screeching of his name. The bear hug felt though.
DP x DC Prompt #58
Jason has been writing fanfiction ever since he got access to a computer. They weren't always the most popular, especially since he was writing fics about classics, but that's not why he wrote them. He wrote them for himself.
However, since he always had Robin stuff going on, his author notes had become something of a meme at this point. No one really believed him anymore when he apologized for late updates due to breaking his arm in three places or anything like that.
Then, he died. He had been two chapters away from ending his story, damnit.
But it's fine, he's back now. He apologizes for late update since he, ya know, died and finishes that story. Then, he finds out there's another author out there with notes ... very similar to his own. And a lot of humor about his own death.
Maybe PhantomNotBill087 and him had a lot more in common than being fic writers.
#i meant to write this as a 'hehehaha what if' and it somehow turned into a ficlet??#idk why im surprised but im definitely going to try and clean it up later#ew mobile (the computer is to far away and im lazy)#prev tags =>#finemeal prompt#dp x dc#jason todd#danny fenton#they both write fanfic your honor#and have wild ass author notes#they are THE definition of THOSE ao3 author notes#which i will always believe wholeheartedly#rip fanfic author's#shit be hard out here#you update when you can#we love and appreciate you#remember to eat. hydrate. and take your meds y'all
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Danny is an ao3 writer
Hear me out!
Y'know how there's a running joke that ao3 authors/writers will put in the author's notes that they're sorry that they took so long to update and their reason is because of either they got into a horrible accident/ life threatening health issue/serious personal issues/ their life went up in flames figuratively or literally, or somehow a combination of all of those scenarios. And they're all like "Well enjoy the chapter! tee-hee!" and everybody who's reading it all collectively go "are you okay?!" (aka the ao3 writers curse)
So I want to take this, and add Danny
Danny begins taking a liking to the classic literature that Mr. Lancer talks about during class and decides to writes a fanfic about it along those lines. It all starts for when he writes a Pride and Prejudice fic where Charlotte gets a better life where she's both happy and comfortable. And when he gets pretty supportive comments about it. He starts writing fics for other books as well (and it never stops)
During that time, who else but the Jane Austen fan, Jason Todd reads this fic. Yes he reads fanfic (do not ask him about his ao3 history), he yearns for more Jane Austen, but unfortunately she's not exactly able to write more books for him to read. So he turns to ao3 where there are some people who have incredible talent for writing pretty good regency era romance.
So what happens when he finds a couple of Pride and Prejudice stories written by " HalfDeadHalfAliveWriter
And when reading through the stories and looking at the author's notes.
All with very weird scenarios happening to the writer that he can't be sure that if it's a joke or if it's an actual thing he should be very worried about.
Author's notes such as:
Sorry it took so long for me to update this I was being shot at by my parents and ended up getting a burn on my hand and couldn't use my computer for awhile.
Sorry the chapter's so short, all the people in my town are being possessed by a hoard of angry ghosts because somebody had a bright idea to steal an artifact that belongs to an ancient civilization. So I had to get this out quick before they ruin my wifi connection
Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, I had to fight off a crazy guy that is obsessed with killing my father so he could marry my mother and become my new stepfather.
Sorry for the wait I got sent back to Ancient Egypt by my mentor to hunt down a runaway ghost that was messing with time.
But honestly the most recent author's note on a fic that hadn't been updated in week is what makes Jason really worried.
Sorry for not updating for a couple months guys, I was taken by a government agency that started vivisecting and torturing me. Thankfully my sister and friends busted me out and now I'm working on healing up. Anyway here's the Great Gatsby fic where Nick and Gatsby kiss.
After reading that author's note, Jason just sits there thinking only one thing.
What the fuck?
#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc au#dpxdc#dp x batman#Jason just sitting there not really knowing how to react to these authors notes#I imagine that Danny is completely chaotic when writing author's notes but completely professional when writing his fics#Imagine the downfall of the GIW starts with Danny writing fanfiction#that's something he'll never let anyone forget
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Bedhead
Pairing: Astarion/ g/n unnamed You
Tags: the fluffiest of fluff
Length: 1k words
Summary: You wke up in Astarionâs tent for the first time.
A/N: I'm really starting to enjoy this whole Fanfiction writing thing! Thank you all for all the love on my last fanfic Magpie Stash 𼚠đđ
Once again I have to thank @nyx-knox for the thoughtful beta-reading, helping me to smooth out the bumps in the story â¨
Shout out to @onlyancunin. You know why â¤ď¸
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A single strip of sunlight falls directly onto your face, waking you gently. You donât stir but slowly, you open your eyes. For a moment youâre disoriented. This isnât your tent, is it? Slowly you look around. No, itâs not. And then you remember. Itâs Astarionâs. And now that your senses catch up you feel him next to you, his arm laid sleepily across your stomach. You blink almost in disbelief at the feeling of him still beside you.
This is new. Yes, the two of you have spent many hours together, sneaking away for moments of passion both here and in your tent, out in nature, in a couple of caves and a temple even. But usually you went your separate ways afterwards. Occasionally, you had fallen asleep next to each other but you usually woke to find him gone or already awake and half-dressed, like that first morning after the Tiefling Party. Never had you woken up to feel him still slumbering beside you before. In his tent no less.
But then you remember. Arms pulling you closer as you were about to disentangle from him, a kiss on the delicate skin below your ear and a single whispered word. âStay?âÂ
So you stayed.
You turn your head to look at Astarion. But to say what you see is not what you expected would be an understatement.Â
Unable to stop it, the corners of your lips curl up in an adoring grin. Often have you seen Astarion meditate on this journey. Usually lying on his back, his head resting on a pillow, hair immaculate, the ruffles on his shirt laid out perfectly, face relaxed and his fingers doing that dainty fingertips-touching-thing youâve come to adore.
But this was not that.
Beneath a mess of tangled sheets, Astarion is lying on his stomach, one leg stretched away from him and the other at a weird but apparently comfortable angle. One arm draped over you, the other one tucked under his head, barely resting on the edge of his pillow, which has somehow wrapped itself halfway around his head. He looks completely disheveled and ⌠utterly adorable.
Itâs the light chuckle you canât suppress that seems to wake your lover. He opens his eyes groggily, their crimson color practically glowing in the strip of morning light that had also awoken you.
In the few moments before he fully wakes from his rather unusual meditation, you see it clearly on his face: a flicker of a pleasant surprise to find you still beside him. Followed by confusion. Then a moment of vulnerability. And finally you see his trademark cocky smile slipping onto his face.
 âYouâre up early, darling.â he says in a casual yet sleepy tone. âI thought Iâd all but worn you out last night.â
âGood morning to you too.â you answer back, the smirk lingering on your face. Slowly, he pulls his arm off you and turns onto his back. His slender body stretches deliciously, and you roll onto your side to face him, unable to take your eyes off all of his beautifully exposed pale skin. When he eventually sits up, you canât help but let out a giggle.
âWhat?â, he asks, looking down at you.
âIâm sorry - itâs just âŚâ You reach out your hand towards that mop of stunning white curls that look like an exploded feather-pillow, but you pause, waiting the slightest of moments before actually touching him. You realize youâve never really⌠touched his hair. Sure, you had weaved your fingers into it, tugged at it in moments of passion, but ⌠fixing these beautiful curls seems almost too ⌠familiar? You canât help but worry itâll bother him. âMay I?â you ask cautiously. Â
Astarion leans his head towards your hand ever-so-slightly, signalling you permission to touch his hair. âIâve just never seen you like this, thatâs all.â His curls are incredibly soft, even in their disheveled state. Has anyone ever seen him like this, you wonder.
âLike what?â he asks in a relaxed tone but you detect the slightest hint of insecurity. Inspecting his beautiful face for a moment longer, you notice the red skin and creases the pillow has left around his cheekbone and the drop of dried blood in the left corner of his mouth from when he drank from you.
â⌠Tousled,â you finally answer, still unsure if the word captures how endearing he looks to you in this state.
He huffs a laugh. âWell, my dear, you too are looking rather unkempt.â he says as he plucks a tiny, honest-to-god pillow-feather from the tangled mess on your own head. The two of you look at each other - all messy hair, dried blood, squished faces and sticky skin.Â
You wonder what the pale Elf is thinking, what he is searching for while he is studying your eyes so intently. Because all you feel in this moment is fondness. Fondness for him, for waking up together ⌠for whatever it is that exists between the two of you. And you think he maybe feels it, too. Because, to your delight, a smile spreads on his indented face, his fangs momentarily glinting in the morning light before the both of you let out a laugh. He is so beautiful to you in that moment. And your heart swells in a way it has not done before, to the point of aching within the confines of your chest.
Itâs Astarion who leans in first to kiss you then, running his fingers over the birdâs nest that is your hair. âI do think you look quite delicious like this, you know?â he whispers against your lips before pushing you down, pinning you back onto the bedroll as his weight comfortably settles onto you. You feel him smile into your kiss and you know itâs sincere. âSo letâs see if we can mess up this hair of yours a bit more, shall we?â
#astarion x tav#astarion fluff#astarion fanfic#ohoh âherdarkestnightelegance wrote something#living the dream#astarion x reader#astarion fic#astarion fanfiction
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â°â⤠18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all the fanfics iâve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!) some will have summaries if provided <3
ᥣđŠ how you can help palestine . fic recs m.list
@eupheme
â Sugar Sugar
Your eccentric neighbor Wade may drive you a little up the wall⌠but, youâre willing to put up with him if it means heâll introduce you to his new, grumpy-looking roommate.
â Trouble Will Find Me
His eyes darken. Fingers pinching against your skin, as he adjusts his grip, ââs a bad idea, sweetheart. Supposed to keep you out of trouble.â
@imaginedisish
â Lover You Should've Come Over
You've been pining after Logan since you joined the X-Men, and you're convinced he'll never love you back. Heâs obsessed with Jeanâalways has been. Or...maybe he's not.
@not-neverland06
â Kid?
You walk in on Logan and Jean in a compromising position and feel your heart break. You really thought he loved you, you were so wrong. (Or were you?)
â Nasty Dog
You'd thought you'd had a good thing going with Logan. You weren't officially anything to each other, but you were getting close. You truly saw a future with him, but he made it incredibly clear he did not feel the same
â We're Dating?
You're on probation from the team and official house arrest after a little accident with your powers. Logan knows you're going stir-crazy so he takes you to the arcade for some fun. And then your friendship takes a weird turn.
@thebestandworstdayofjune
â The Refrigerator Light
you are somehow unprepared to run into Logan while on the quest for a midnight snack... in the house you both live in.
@superhoeva
â On His Six
Six months. Six months ago youâd started as the new counselor. Six months, and Logan canât get you out of his head.Â
@little-miss-dilf-lover
â Company
keeping LOGAN HOWLETT company when you notice him having a bad day
â Cowgirl
LOGAN HOWLETT is the kind of guy that likes to fuck up into you during cowgirl.
â Aftercare
thinking about sitting on loganâs lap after youâre done fucking.
@moonlight-prose
â In Dreams We Rest
stuck in another universe and unsure of where he stands, logan expects things to even out as they always did. but when you cross his path and you have no idea who he is, he's in for a rude awakening.
@proxima-writes
â Room For Rent
logan finds a new roommate.
@happy74827
â Feels Like Home
You decide to take it upon yourself to become best friends with Wadeâs new grumpy addition to the family (much to Loganâs dismay).
@ovaryacted
â Logan + Overstimulation Drabble
@sunsburns
â Guess
logan howlett loves to swear up and down that heâs too old to mess around with a pretty young thing like you. youâre out of his league in everything you do, from the way you can get up early in the morning and stay out late at night, stumbling back into your apartment in a fit of giggles, humming the last song that played at the club you were returning from.
@imaginedisish
â Is It Casual Now?
I know baby nooo attachment, but we're...KNEE DEEP IN THE PASSENGER SEAT AND YOU'RE EATING ME OUT IS IT CASUAL NOW?
â Liquid Smooth
A simple mission deep in a forest alone with Logan quickly gets out of hand when you just have to go and pick a flower...
â Unchained Melody
You and Logan decide to go to Rogue and Remy's wedding together, but you don't know what together means. Logan helps to clarify...
@d1stalker
â This is Ours
It's your first time back at your grandparents' farm in years, and while many things are the same, one thing is not: they've hired a new farmhand.
#logan howlett#wolverine#jumping on it bouncy castle style#logan howlett x reader#x men#logan howlett smut#logan howlett angst
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as someone who had extensively (though not comprehensively i will admit) listened to both wtnv and dndads... (like i have been to both live shows) i think it would be the funniest if they tied but also i am a glenn stan through and through now so vote glenn please đŞđđ¤
Sexiest Podcast Character â Round 8|Î (Final Round)
EDIT: Carlos the Scientist is from Welcome to Night Vale.
#okay but hear me out#im imagining a wtnv dndads crossover now#like maybe when glenn gets his heart exploded#he just appears in night vale#and carlos or cecil brings him home#like the sad wet pathetic loser he is (affectionate) (lustful even)#and carlos is like FASCINATED by this apparent other dimension he's never heard of#and he makes it his mission to try to get him back there#but in the mean time they nurse him back to health (his heart exploded after all but night vale is crazy so maybe they could fix it somehow)#and then they team up to find a way to get him back to his dimension#vis a vis hell and reuniting him with his son#and meanwhile glenn teaches esteban how to shred on the guitar#idk i am on the brink of just going ahead and writing this fanfic regardless of how this turns out#dndads#yes i know i have reblogged this post so many times already#what of it#im hardcore glenn pilled now what can i say#also ily carlos dont get me wrong#dylan marron is hot too for what its worth
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So... Wicked is coming back in style. And as such I need to make a little informative post.
Because since as early as my arrival onto the Internet, in the distant years of the late 2000s, a lot of people have been treating Wicked as some sort of "official" part of the Oz series. As part of the Oz canon or as THE "original" work everything else derives from (literaly, some people, probably kids, but did believe the MGM movie was made BASED on Wicked...) And as an Oz fan, that bothers me.
[Damn, ever since I watched Coco Peru's videos her voice echoes in my brain each time I say this line.]
So here's a few FACTS for you facts lovers.
The Wicked movie that is coming out right now (I was sold this as a series, turns out it is a movie duology?) is a cinematic adaptation of the stage musical Wicked created by Schwartz and Holzman, the Broadway classic and success of the 2000s (it was created in 2003).
Now, the Wicked musical everybody knows is itself an adaptation - and this fact is not as notorios, somehow? The Wicked musical is the adaptation of a novel released in 1995 by Gregory Maguire, called Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West. A very loose and condensed adaptation to say the least - as the Wicked musical is basically a lighter and simplified take on a much darker, brooding and mature tale. Basically fans of the novel have accused the musical of being some sort of honeyed, sugary-sweet, highschool-romance-fanfic-AU, while those who enjoyed the musical and went to see the novel are often shocked at discovering their favorite musical is based on what is basically a "dark and edgy - let's shock them all" take on the Oz lore. (Some do like both however, apparently? But I rarely met them.)
A side-fact which will be relevant later, is that this novel was but the first of a full series of novel Oz wrote about a dark-and-adult fantasy reimagining of the land of Oz - there's Son of a Witch, A Lion Among Men, Out of Oz, and more.
However the real fact I want to point out is that Maguire's novel, from which the musical itself derives, is a "grimmification" (to take back TV Tropes terminology) of the 1939 MGM movie The Wizard of Oz. The movie everybody knows when it comes to Oz, but that everybody forgets is itself the adaptation of a book - the same way people forget the Wicked musical is adapted from a novel. The MGM movie is adapted from L. Frank Baum's famous 1900 classic for children The Wonderful Wizard of Oz - and a quite loose adaptation that reimagines a lot of elements and details.
Now, a lot of people present Maguire's novel as being based/inspired/a revisionist take on Baum's novel... And that's false. Maguire's Wicked novel is clearly dominated by and mainly influenced by the MGM movie, with only a few book elements and details sprinkled on top. Mind you, the sequels Maguire wrote do take more elements, characters and plot points from the various Oz books of Baum... But they stay mostly Maguire's personal fantasy world. Yes, Oz "books" in plural - because that's a fact people tend to not know either... L. Frank Baum didn't just write one book about the Land of Oz. He wrote FOURTEEN of them, an entire series, because it was his most popular sales, and his audience like his editor pressured him to produce more (in fact he got sick of Oz and tried to write other books, but since they failed he was forced to continue Oz novels to survive). Everybody forgot about the Oz series due to the massive success of the starter novel - but it has a lot of very famous sequels, such as The Marvelous Land of Oz or Ozma of Oz (the later was loosely adapted by Disney as the famous 80s nostalgic-cursed movie Return to Oz).
So... To return to my original point. The current Wicked movies are not directly linked in any way to Baum's novel. The Wicked musical was already as "canon" and as "linked" to the MGM movie as 2013's Oz The Great and Powerful by Disney was. As for Maguire's novel, due to its dark, mature, brooding and more complex worldbuilding nature, I can only compare it to the recent attempt at making a "Game of Thrones Oz" through the television series Emerald City.
The Wicked movies coming out are separated from Baum's novel at the fourth degree. Because they are the movie adaptation of a musical adaptation of a novel reinventing a movie adaptation of the original children book.
And I could go even FURTHER if you dare me to and claim the Wicked movies are at the 5TH DEGREE! Because a little-known-fact is that the MGM movie was not a direct adaptation of Baum's novel... But rather took a lot of cues and influence from the massively famous stage-extravaganza of 1902 The Wizard of Oz... A musical adaptation of Baum's novel, created and written by Baum himself, and that was actually more popular than the novel in the pre-World War II America. It was from this enormous Broadway success (my my, how the snake bites its tail - the 1902 Wizard of Oz was the musical Wicked of its time) that, for example, the movie took the idea of the Good Witch of the North killing the sleeping-poppies with snow.
#oz#wicked#the land of oz#the wonderful wizard of oz#the wizard of oz#the life and times of the wicked witch of the west#musical#broadway#history of broadway#l. frank baum#mgm movie#MGM's the wizard of oz#the wicked witch of the west#gregory maguire#wicked musical#history of oz#oz adaptations
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I saw a few other blogs doing this so I thought I'd share my input on what I think would happen in the House MD universe in 2024:
the constant jokes abt house and wilson's relationship turns into the fellows jokingly writing fanfic abt their boss and his boy best friend. somewhere along the way they all get very serious abt the quality of it and it turns into a Whole Thing, a 150k+ novel that they vow to take to their graves.
house discovers the fic by accident and sends it to wilson. wilson discovers things abt himself and then he and house discover each other shortly thereafter.
house purposefully posts the fic online and credits the fellows by their entire full names so it embarrasses them more than house and wilson. It's never spoken abt again but it gets way more online attention than any of them expected.
wilson doesn't get how the Cloud works and accidentally uploads his and house's nudes to the google nest hub on his desk. He doesn't notice it until one of his sweet little old lady cancer patients points it out to him during their appointment. He throws the google nest hub into his trash can until he can figure out how to get the naked pictures off of it.
house has an alexa and abuses the hell out of it. sometimes ppl hear him screaming at someone in his office, only to walk in and find a robotic voice replying with "sorry, I didn't get that" and house throws it off the balcony.
wilson gets addicted to online shopping. house has to stage an intervention bc they do not have enough room in their closet for another pair of prada loafers and their kitchen is full of shitty gadgets that wilson bought off temu or something.
some right wing social media influencer comes in with a mysterious illness and ends up getting castrated as part of the solution. 13 personally does the procedure herself and house watches like a proud dad.
a patient reveals chase's grindr by shoving his phone at him and asking "is this you?" abt the headless profile with the ripped abs that says Dr. Feel Good, 0 feet away, in front of the rest of the team.
foreman finds the team doing tiktok dances bc house told them to learn it in order to understand their 15 yr old patient better.
chase medically murders mitch mcconnel and the entire hospital celebrates ding dong the witch is dead style.
there's a whole episode where house faces his transphobia bc of a trans patient that he connects with. the patient tells him to fuck off and go face his own problems instead of pretending to make it right by being nice to one trans person. And house does, even if he's not perfect, he really tries to do better.
13 gets her medical marijuana card and accidentally becomes the team's plug. her main customer is wilson who still supplies it to certain terminal patients. She hears "hey, can I hit your pen?" at least four times a day.
foreman buys a tesla and it blows up in the parking lot. they spend the entire episode trying to figure out who tried to kill foreman, but it turns out that teslas just do that sometimes.
there's an episode where house finds out that netflix is removing his favorite obscure tv show that ran for 2 seasons in 2002 and wilson recruits the team to hunt down a dvd copy of it without house finding out. they somehow manage to find one and spend a ridiculous amount of money on it, only to open the dvd case and find a copy of the porno wilson starred in that one time instead of the dvd of the show. park saves the day at the last minute by finding a copy of it in a box of dvds in her parents house.
#might fuck around and add more later if i can think of some more#chyanne speaks#house md#hate crimes md#medical malpractice md#hilson#dr. gregory house#dr. james wilson#remy thirteen hadley#eric forman#chris taub#chi park#robert chase#house md headcanons
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where you belong [1/10]
Summary: As Luffy's big sister, you've viewed it to be your job to see him become King of the Pirates in place of your absent parents, even as you try to find where it is you belong in the world. You never really expected to draw the attention of Trafalgar Law in the process.
Pairing: Trafalgar Law x Fem!reader
Warnings: Discussion of feelings of abandonment, age gap relationship (four years), brief secret relationship, mentions and heavy refences to sex, mentions of alcohol, typical One Piece stuff. Other warnings to be added if needed.
Notes: Hi, it's me again! Another fanfic here for you all! When this goes up, I'll be on my last day of vacation before I fly home, so I hope that you'll enjoy this! I know Straw Hat Reader x Law is popular, and I wanted to write my own, but with the Reader being Luffy's biological older sister. So for this, Reader is three years older than Luffy, 20 at the start and 22 after the timeskip, making Law four years older. I personally like older men, and age gap fics are just delicious reading material for me (within reason, nothing illegal).
Note 2: This is NOT the Law with vitiligo series. That one is actively being planned but will be separate from this one.
âAnd Iâm gonna be King of the Pirates!!â
Luffy standing your tiny dingy boat worries you a little, but you still grin at him and nod.
âHell yeah you will be!â
âYour turn! Whatâre you gonna do while we sail??â
Rolling your eyes, you make Luffy sit down while you stand up.
âEasy. Iâm gonna chronicle your journey and write the greatest story ever told!â
Your younger brother watches you, tilting his head when you donât continue. He believes there has to be more you want out of life, and tries to make you say what else is in your plans, what you have on your mind.
âAnd?â
Taking a breath, you nod. Of course he knew you had more, itâs Luffy, heâs been by your since he was just a few weeks old. Things youâve said over time, to him and Ace, theyâd both known for a long time what youâve always wanted to find once you went out to sea.
âAnd find where it is I belong.â
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Your arrival in Sabaody was a trip, in more than one way. You'd been excited to explore the place, hoping you could pawn your younger brother off on Camie, Pappag, and the others so you could have some time on your own to shop the stalls, maybe with Nami and Robin, turn it into a girlâs day. Of course, though, nothing could be so easy when your brother is the captain of the Straw Hats. You all find yourselves at the human auction hall, Nami willing to spend all the money possible to save Camie, but it makes you itchy while being there. You cringe to think about the things that happened in this place, how many people had been sold to Celestial Dragons. Your and Luffy's loss of Sabo due to the actions of one had severely soured your opinions on them.
You scan the crowd in the auction house, scratching at your arms which never seem to calm down while the rest of your crew discusses their plan to save Camie, and you end up locking eyes with another pirate captain there, unknown to you at that moment but somehow familiar.
A furry white, spotted hat, dark hair you can barely see, oddly enough you think his facial hair is attractive, and those yellow eyes that you almost would believe see right through you.
Trafalgar Law simply stares at you, realizing youâre a Straw Hat when he recognizes the rest of your crewmates. After a moment of fidgeting slightly you give him a nervous smile and a wave, which he returns with a nod before turning back to the auction stage as they continue to call bids on people.
Weird girl.
Strange guy.
Although sheâs busy watching for Camie to be brought out, Nami still leans into you when you pull on her sleeve and start to whisper. âYou see that guy in the white spotted hat?â
âWhat about him?â
âI think heâs Trafalgar Law, captain of the Heart Pirates. Heâs more attractive than his poster makes him.â
Rolling her eyes, Nami pulls her arm away from you. âI donât have time for you to be horny about some guy.â
âWhaâNami!! Iâm not! Iâm just saying.â
She doesnât listen to you anymore, focusing back on waiting for Camie and sending you to watch for Luffy, just so you donât get distracted by the attractive enemy captain and defect to another crew.
You swear you never will, but do as youâre told to watch for your brother. Maybe one day youâll get to properly meet Law, youâre quite curious about the young man.
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âAnother one?! Are you kidding me, Dragon?!â
Youâre three years old when you wake up to your grandfather yelling at someone in the middle of the night. Normally Garp is sure to keep things quiet so you, his sweet little princess angel granddaughter, can sleep peacefully. Heâd leave early in the morning once your nanny showed up for the day, returning before dinner so he had the evenings with you before you had to be off to bed, to do the day over again the next morning. Itâs rare for you to stay up late or wake up early, but the few mornings youâve woken up before he left were some of Garpâs favorites.
You quietly slip out of your bed, blanket in your hand as you rub your eyes and go to the door, opening it just enough to see whatâs happening. Garp is there with someone in a green cloak, you canât see the other personâs face, but listen anyway.
âHeâs the last one, there wonât be anymore.â
âYou said [Y/N] was going to be the only one!â
âThings happened.â
âObviously something happened, babies donât appear out of thin air!â
You tilt your head, the man in the cloak catching your eye, which makes you shy away behind your doorway, glancing away before back to him as he looks to Garp again.
âTake care of them.â He goes to leave and is gone before Garp can even stop him.
âDragon, wait--! ThatâŚdamn idiot.â
âGrandpa?â
Garp is surprised to hear your voice, turning around once he closes the door, giving you a smile while you start to focus on the bundle he's holding.
âHey there, princess, what are you doing up?â
âI heard yellingâŚâ
Nodding, Garp apologizes as he picks you up, letting you settle on his free arm. âSorry about that, angel. Just⌠an unexpected visitor.â
âOhâŚâ
Garp sees you staring more at the bundle of blankets in his arm than at him, and he sighs a bit, taking you to the living room and setting you on the couch, before showing you how to position your arms as he sets the now squirming bundle in your arms.
â[Y/N], this is your baby brother. His name is Luffy.â
How unexpected! Youâve never thought about having a sibling, just enjoying your childhood and life with your grandpa, but seeing this tiny little boy in your just as small arms makes you grin while you look at him. Dark black hair and just as dark eyes, scrunched up little face and tiny hands in fists while he starts to fuss and whine.
âLuffyâŚâ
+!+
LuffyâŚ
You hope your prayers arenât going unheard, that Luffy will return to you safely. Aceâs death has long passed, but youâre more worried about your little brother than anything else right now. Youâd both been sent off to Amazon Lily by Kuma, but after theyâd all agreed to let you both stay, and Boa Hancock seems to have fallen in love with him, Luffy left you there to go rescue Ace, that was nearly three weeks ago now, you think. You want him back, both of them, but want to see Luffy more than anyone else.
âLuffyâs returned, [Y/N]-san!â
âHe has?!â
Marguerite nods and you quickly get up from your seat and run after her to wherever Luffy is. The newspapers kept implying he was dead, you were terrified youâd lost him and Ace that day, no updates from anyone apart from the papers cheering for the Navyâs alleged victory, for the deaths of Ace and Whitebeard. The Amazons, all so kind to let you stay while Luffy went to try and rescue Ace, were unsure of how to help you the last two weeks once Aceâs vivre card burned to nothing in your hands and made you nearly inconsolable.
Despite that, your prayers hadnât gone unheard.
Once youâre at the beach that Luffy should be at, you notice immediately the big yellow submarine with the word DEATH on it and it freaks you out more than anything. You donât know who owns it, but when you catch sight of someone youâve only seen in person once, you worry that heâs done something to Luffy. You donât say a word, but someone in a jumpsuit (boiler suit you think?) calls out âcaptainâ just in time for him to turn towards you as you shove the older boy to the ground, placing yourself on top of him and your knife to his neck.
Part of you wishes it was poisoned right now, just in case this Trafalgar Law has done something to your brother.
âWhereâs Luffy?!â
The knife you have at his neck doesnât phase Law even a tiny bit, itâs the fact that someone so much shorter and smaller than him was able to catch him off guard and shove him to the ground the way you did. Youâre angry for some reason, giving him a nasty glare but look like youâre about to cry on top of it, as he just stares at you, his crewmembers shouting for you to get off their captain before he raises a hand to stop them.
âWhoââ
âTell me, where is my brother?!â
Oh so thatâs whatâs wrong, thatâs who you are. Whether youâre related to Luffy by blood or by ritual cup like Ace was, Law doesnât know, but heâs sure you want reassurance you havenât lost two brothers in one day.
âAre you [Y/N]?â
You turn your head to look over your shoulder at Jinbei, still glaring. âWhoâs asking?!â
âI was friends with your brother Ace, he told me about you and Luffy while we were in Impel Down.â
âHeâŚdid?â
Youâve calmed down so quickly hearing Aceâs name, retracting your knife just slightly, while Jinbei explains things to you. You donât move off of Law though, listening quietly, fighting the desire to cry more. Youâve done enough of that, you donât want to anymore today.
Law doesnât even try to move you off, knowing, like Luffy, youâre emotionally hurting right now. He doesnât want to risk you slicing his neck either, even as Jinbei finishes telling you everything Ace did, and you still donât move or look at Law.
âAce hopes you find what youâre looking for.â
You clench your jaw a bit at first, before smiling sadly and nodding, thanking Jinbei for the information before Law speaks up.
âIf you get off me, I can take you to Straw Hat-ya.âÂ
You blink, finally looking back to Law, and you feel your face burn with a blush when you realize your position and scramble to get off him, apologizing the whole way while he shakes his head. Once heâs on his feet, Law letâs you onto the Polar Tang and leads you down the hallway to the infirmary, updating you on Luffyâs condition the best he can with the knowledge he has.
âIf he pulls through this, the most youâll have to worry about is his mental health.â
âMm.â You nod, grabbing Lawâs arm as he stops to open a door, making him look back at you. âI apologize for shoving you down.â
âIâve been through worse,â Law shrugs, you could tell just from looking at him, though he does smirk a bit at you, âNever had a girl push me down and hold a poisoned knife to my neck before though.â
âIt wasnât poisoned,â you almost shout, but keep your voice down to not wake Luffy, ââŚthis timeâŚâ
He almost laughs, but when you see Luffy finally, youâre instantly but his side, taking his hand and trying to keep yourself from crying seeing him in such a state. Heâd been injured badly before, but never like this, never this close to death.
âLuffyâŚoh Luffy, Iâm here, Lu,â you brush his bangs away from his face before kissing his forehead, âIâm so sorry I wasnât there, I shouldâve come with youâŚâ
Law doesnât bother you for the next several minutes, stepping out so you have some privacy while you make sure Luffy is all right, your quiet prayers that he wakes soon and heals quickly donât go unheard by the surgeon of death, who thinks back to his own sister and the prayers heâd once prayed for her health as a child.
As an older sibling, he gets it. While he still doesnât know yet if youâre related by blood or sworn siblings, he does see how much you care for Luffy, and for your sake he hopes your captain wakes sooner rather than later.
+!+
You spend the next two weeks in and out of the Polar Tang, checking on Luffy and praying over him to wake soon, Law being the one to take you in and lead you back out most of the time, even though youâve memorized the path already. The next time you leave Luffy to continue recovering, the friends you and Luffy have made from Amazon Lily have shown up in the time youâve been with him, bringing food and drinks for you all. As you walk over to where heâs seated, Law offers you a drink that you reject with a shake of your head, sitting on the other side of the tree and bringing your knees up to your chest, hiding your face in them.
âAny signs heâs waking up?â
Shaking your head, you sigh and lean back, looking at the people around to distract yourself from worrying over Luffy.
âThat your crew?â
âYep. All twenty of them.â
You smile a bit, watching the Heart Pirates goof off while some have their meal and share drinks. It almost reminds you of the Straw Hats and makes your heart ache from missing them deeply.
âYou have a nice group there.â
âThey can be a handful.â
It makes you laugh a bit, nodding before you decide to stop wallowing and get back up, standing beside Law where he stays seated.
âThink you should hold this for now.â
Law tosses Luffyâs straw hat to you, and you grit your teeth a bit while you stare at it. You had wondered where it was, seeing it wasnât around when you were with Luffy. You hold nothing but the highest regards for Shanks, he'd been an inspiration for you and Luffy when you were children, he helped end the war and helped Law save Luffy, but how you wish heâd shown up sooner. Maybe he couldâve helped Ace too.
âThank you, for holding this.â
âSeems important to him, heâs not Straw Hat-ya without it.â
Smiling a bit, you nod. âHeâs certainly not.â
âHow do youââ
âIâm his big sister. I was three when our dad dropped him off with me and grandpa. Weâve been together almost every day since.â
âI see.â
Youâre not entirely sure you trust Law, despite his saving Luffy, but youâre willing to give him a shot. At least let him know a bit about your history with Ace too, since he'd been there when you hadnât been. Where Luffy asked you not to go.
âWe met Ace and another boy when I was ten, and become sworn siblings with them soon after. The other boy died a few months later,â you grip the straw hat a bit tighter, but loosen your hold after being stabbed in the hand by sharp bits of straw, âa Celestial Dragon did it, weâve not been fans of them since, so Luffy punching that one in Sabaody felt like some payback.â
âThat makes sense.â
After a few minutes of silence, you finally realize something and turn to Law, sticking your hand out for him.
âNever introduced myself. Monkey D. [Y/N]. I donât really use my last name though.â
Law takes your hand after a moment, nodding. âTrafalgar Law.â
âThank you for saving my baby brother.â
âDonât thank me until he wakes up.â
As if almost on cue, the door comes flying off the Polar Tang and you both whip your heads over, Law running ahead of you as you follow, and Luffyâs the next thing to almost fly out of the ship.
âLuffy!!â
Youâre about to run to him before Law grabs hold of your arm, pulling you to himself and holding you still, even while you thrash around and listen to Luffy call for Ace. It breaks your heart to see him so upset, and you just want to console him, have him do the same for you, while you both continue to grieve for Ace. But Law wonât let you go to him, fear or concern your brother might hurt you while he fights through pain and raging emotions, before he disappears into the forest.
âLuffy, come back!!â
You barely register Jinbei asking whatâll happen if Luffy continues to flail and run off like that, before Law speaks and your heart almost drops to your stomach at the thought.
âIf he continues to move around like that he could reopen his wound and bleed out. Heâll die.â
Quickly you turn around and Law isnât at all shocked to see the tears welling up in your eyes as you grip his shirt, still holding Luffyâs straw hat.
âDonât let that happen!! Please!! Heâs all I have! Luffy is my whole world, I canât lose him!!â
Unsure of what to do, especially once you lay your head on his chest while you cry, Law hesitantly wraps his arms around you and watches Jinbei go off to Luffy. Maybe heâll be able to calm your brother down before he really hurts or kills himself.
Youâve both been through a lot the last few weeks, losing Luffy would break you more than losing Ace did to him.
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âIâm sorry I got snot on your shirt.â
âDonât worry about it. Itâll wash.â
You glance away and keep your eyes averted while Law changes shirts, having taken you onto the Polar Tang while Jinbei attempts to calm Luffy down. He didnât fully mean to bring you into his room, but he never let go of your wrist while he led through the ship, making you sit down to hopefully calm you down. You do catch sight of his tattoos, wanting to say something but you donât want to sound like a creep or a pervert at the same time.
âWhy donât you use your last name?â
Law surprises you once heâs changed shirts, this one almost the same as the yellow one heâd been wearing, but now a dark blue with a furry, feathery collar that you really want to pet, it looks soft. But again, you donât want to seem like a creep.
For a moment youâre quiet, before you cross your arms and lean against the wall, shrugging.
âWhy should I use the name of someone who abandoned me? I only have one memory of my father, and it was when he dropped off Luffy.â
âYour grandfather is Garp, isnât he?â
âI love my grandpa like heâs my dadâŚbut I donât want to use my last name.â
Law nods a bit, seeming to understand. You felt abandoned, and wanted nothing to do with your biological father, instead viewing Garp in that light, which makes sense.
He'd viewed Corazon in the same light at one point.
âYour mother?â
âI know nothing about her. Itâs likeâŚâ You start to bury your head in your knees again, almost digging your nails into your arms, âLike I donât know who I am half the timeâŚâ
He gets that too, the same feelings after Flevance, after losing Corazon and leaving the Don Quixote family, leaving Doflamingo behind. Many times of looking in the mirror and asking âwho the hell am Iâ.
Law is about to respond, before one of his crewmembers yells for you both that Luffy and Jinbei have returned to the beach, and youâre out the door so fast he isnât able to believe it. He follows you out, not all surprised to see you and Luffy hugging each other tightly once he exits his ship.
Your bond with Luffy would be on full display the next few days, Law truthfully does wonder if he and Lammy wouldâve been the same.
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âI met some people who are friends with our dad.â
âYou what?â
Luffy nods, giving you this information during dinner one evening, while you stare at him with such a blank look that Law thinks youâve completely shut down. You didnât say too much about your dad while you relayed some of your childhood to him earlier that day, apart from your perceived abandonment, but the look you have isnât a very happy one.
âTheyâre were some cool people! They helped me escape that prison andâŚtried to help me save Ace.â
âSo they were revolutionaries.â
âYeah, theyâŚthey said they didnât even know we existed.â Luffy scrunches up his face a bit while you frown, then pat his head.
âIâm not surprised, Lu.â
Luffy makes a face now, one thatâs almost disgusted but annoyed but upset maybe. Law swears he isnât trying to eavesdrop, you two are sitting too close to him anyway, youâre practically pressed up against his side. You both appear to have problems with your father, after the little bit youâve told him and how you confessed to feeling abandoned by your parents. He wonders briefly is Luffy feels the same, even as your younger brother leans against you, pushing you fully into Lawâs arm and making you glance up at him apologetically. He doesnât move, once again doesnât push you off, instead shifting his arm enough for you to be comfortable.
When Luffy falls asleep, you finally speak again.
âLuffy met our dad once, in Loguetownâ
âOh yeah?â
âNeither of us knew until grandpa told usâŚhe didnât even stop to say anything to meâŚâ
ââŚIâm sorry.â
You shrug, watching Luffy. It still stung to know that, to know that Dragon didnât even seek you out when he mustâve known you were on Luffyâs crew, that youâd never leave him to do this alone. When Garp told you heâd been in Loguetown that day, it felt like a knife in your heart that you didnât even get to see or speak to your father.
Law, while he watches you start to drift off to sleep yourself, thinks about his own dad and Corazon at the same time. He had two fathers in the end, who both cared about and loved him deeply, both wanting to protect him as long as they could. He had his mother and Lammy too, you had Luffy and Garp, but it wasnât enough for you, and it makes sense. To not have that connection with the people who gave you life, Law canât even imagine how difficult that must be.
He ignores the slight snickers and comments from his crew when they see you leaned against him, even has he slightly tilts his head towards yours, not going all the way to lay his against your own. Even when Shachi makes a small comment about âloveâ being in the air at Amazon Lily, Law doesnât open his eyes to respond or even Shambles his friend away.
You wonât see each other again for a long time after this, most likely, so heâs willing to give you some comfort and allow his crew to see him a little softer than normal.
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âBye, thanks for your help, Traffy!â
Law tries not to grimace at the nickname Luffyâs given him over the last few days, nodding to you both as his crew also shouts goodbyes and wave to you both, you personally sad to see them leave. Youâd spent so much time getting to know them while taking care of Luffy, that it felt like you were losing friends again. Youâd probably see them one day, maybe as friends but maybe as foes, yet, youâd like to see more of Law and learn about him like he had you.
Luffy notices your face, the sad look it has, then looks back to the Heart Pirates as they start to disappear below deck. Youâve already chosen to stay on Amazon Lily the next two years and learn from the women there how to fight, but even watching you the last couple days, he could see your heart wasnât in it. You more so loved using your knives and making poisons, he remembers the one he and Ace mistakenly drank thinking it was lavender tea from Makino. You werenât an archer or a swordswoman, you much prefer close combat and paralyzing your enemies. Your work during Enies Lobby earned you your $25 million berri bounty, the Navy having trouble recreating antidotes from the one youâd left with a knocked out marine, they knew youâd be trouble one day.
With all that in mind, Luffy sneaks up behind you, wrapping his arms around you in what you first believe to be a hug, before he lifts you up and you look at him. Heâs got a grin that concerns you greatly as the color drains from your face.
âLuffy.â
He giggles a bit, nodding at you to brace yourself.
âLuffy, donât you dare.â
âHave fun with Traffy for two years!!!â
He doesnât give you anymore room to argue, flinging you towards the Polar Tang, making you yell for Law to pay attention, and he barely does in time to catch you, knocking both of you to the ground, several Heart Pirates making sure both of you are all right and that Law didnât hit his head on anything.
Youâre up and holding onto the railing, yelling at Luffy, âYouâre an idiot!!!â
He pretends he canât hear you, waving widely and shouting another goodbye, but to you this time.
Once Law is sitting up, realizing what the hell has happened, he sighs a bit while you look back to him.
âIâm sorry, Trafalgar. You can turn back and Iâll beat some sense into him!â
One of his crewmembers, youâre pretty sure itâs Shachi, leans down to ask him, âShould we? Kinda seems like Straw Hat wants us to take her along.â
He sighs, taking his hat off and running his hand through his hair, shaking his head.
âYou can stay.â
ââŚhuh?â
You tilt your head in confusion, Law doesnât think itâs cute at all no matter what that weird feeling in his chest is, while he stands up and nods at you.
âThe Amazons might get angry if we return without permission, so weâll justâŚtake you alongâŚand then bring you to Sabaody.â
Blinking several times, youâre still confused while some of his crew laugh, Penguin coming up to pat you on the back.
âYouâre a temporary Heart Pirate! Weâll take care of you!â
Nodding, Law turns to go below deck.
âSay your goodbye, weâll be going under shortly.â
While the rest of them follow after their captain, you turn back and see Luffy still waving at you, which makes you sigh and shake your head. You do smile though, you had wanted to continue getting to know Law and his crew, this was a perfect opportunity, and maybe he could help you with creating effective antidotes for your poisons.
âLuffy! Love you, see you in two years!â
âOkay!!!!â
Once you go below deck, Penguin being the one to wait for you in order to close the door properly, he starts to show you around a bit, the rest of the crew happy to see youâre staying with them for now, while Law keeps a slight distance unless heâs asked about something. You looking around and being so impressed by the submarine caused another weird feeling in his chest, and he fights to ignore it, especially when you thank him for letting you stay with a smile, which he waves off with an âItâs nothingâ.
It's going to be an interesting two years.
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2024 Update to Tomarrymort Longfic Recs â 8 additional fics
I wanted to add 8 lovely new longfics that have been published since the last time I put together this rec list â 6 more for the Intermediate reads list and 2 more for Advanced. Hopefully youâll find something within these additional 950k words of absolutely brilliant Tomarrymort fic to sink your teeth into and enjoy:
Longfic rec list collection:
Tomarrymort Beginner reads are the fics I would use to introduce someone to the ship and help them get a baseline for the variety, themes, and tropes that best represent our ship;
Intermediate reads are for readers that are already familiar/sold on the ship, and are looking for fics that explore interesting new facets of the Tomarrymort dynamic;Â
Advanced reads comprise challenging works of some nature, whether the writing features more complex subject matter and/or pushes the boundaries of whatâs possible in a piece of fanfic.
Please enjoy these 8 additions to the list, all of which are either completed or still updating as of 2024!
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Intermediate Longfic Recs
A Light That Never Goes Out by @kippipies (M, 80k, WIP)
Setting: Non-Magical AU Premise: If Harry is the target of a dangerous crime lord called Voldemort and his gang of Death Eaters in a modern mafia AU. Why I rec it: This is a delightful, high-energy caper of a fic in which Harry is a scrappy low-time criminal who accidentally crosses crime boss Voldemort. Naturally, Voldemort sets his sights on getting revenge, but Harry slips through his fingers at the last minute each time. The action scenes in this fic are incredibly dynamic and super fun â I felt like I was watching an action movie at each confrontation between Harry and Voldemort.
And the Living Will Envy the Dead by @k-s-morgan (M, 81k, WIP)
Setting: Time Travel (1940s) Premise: If Harry were flung back in time to Tomâs sixth year and almost immediately reveals he is Tomâs horcrux, setting off a chain reaction of obsession and control. Why I rec it: An intricately crafted character study of Tom and how he gained control over the rest of Slytherin House by the time Harry meets him at the start of sixth year. Harryâs arrival throws Tomâs plans off-kilter, especially once Harry reveals he was Tomâs horcrux in another timeline. This leads Tom to believe the other version of him had somehow loved Harry, and shows him that itâs possible to form such a connection with Harry here if he wants, despite how dark, cruel, and violent he turned out and how little he cares for others.Â
By Any Means by @corpium (E, 74k, WIP)
Setting: Alternate Universe Premise: If Harry has a younger brother Evan who is the Boy-Who-Lived, yet Harryâs overprotective actions towards Evan end up attracting the attention of Voldemort directly onto himself. Why I rec it: This is a really engaging and fast-paced adaptation of canon events if Harry were born 2 years earlier and his younger brother were the one that the prophecy applied to. The relationship between Harry and Evan is really sweet, as they share the burden of growing up at the Dursleys and all the adventures that Harry underwent in canon. Thereâs also such a fascinating exploration of magic as Harry gradually becomes more powerful as a result of all the trials that heâs put through, eventually becoming powerful enough to attract the attention of Voldemort.Â
Pledged by @moontearpensfic (E, 118k, WIP)
Setting: Alternate Universe Premise: If Harry and Tom are best friends that enter together into a Hunger Games-crossed-with-Triwizard Tournament in their seventh year. Why I rec it: This fic depicts co-dependency to such an intense degree between Harry and Tom. Not only are they inseparable best friends throughout their time at Hogwarts, they also perform a cooperative magic ritual that binds their magic to each other permanently, and allows them to share thoughts and feelings with each other across a mental link. Thereâs also an intriguing mystery at the heart of this story, as Harry and Tom try to figure out the origins of the Triwizard-style tournament that they enter into in their seventh year.Â
Revolution of Configured Stars by @tollingreminiscentbells (E, 153k, WIP)
Setting: Voldemort Wins AU Premise: If Harry was raised in a pureblood family in a universe where Voldemort wins, and ends up attracting the attention of Voldemort in his seventh year at Hogwarts. Why I rec it: This is such an intricate, incredibly thoughtful depiction of a society where Voldemort won and Harry was raised as a ward of a pureblood family. By the time itâs Harryâs seventh year, heâs a budding Arithmancy scholar who wants to explore whether itâs possible to choose the optimal timeline via arithmantic calculations, which catches the attention of Voldemort. Voldemort and Harryâs relationship unfolds in such a steamy way, and they truly feel like equals who hold each other in high regard, as Voldemort reveals that they have been inextricably linked by fate, whether or not he ended up trying to kill Harry as a baby in this particular timeline.Â
the stars, my destination by @milkandmoon-ao3 (M, 15k, WIP)
Setting: Time Travel (Marauders Era) Premise: If Harry is sent back in time as an infant and adopted into the Potter family, growing up and attending Hogwarts alongside James. Why I rec it: There is a dearth of Harrymort fics set in Marauders Era so it is such a delight to read about Harryâs friendships and rivalries with Marauders Era characters, like being best friends with Regulus and Quidditch rivals with James. As Harry starts his sixth year, the First Wizarding War heats up in the background and begins spilling into their life at Hogwarts as many of their classmates are recruited to fight on either side of it. All the while that he has to keep secret the strange mental connection that heâs had with the Dark Lord all his life.Â
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Advanced Longfic Recs
Hearthstone Abbey (Series) by @ramabear (E, 152k, WIP series)
Setting: Soulmate AU Premise: If second year Harry is plucked away from his canon universe by Voldemort from another universe who is his soulmate. Why I rec it: I wholly melted at all the ways Voldemort takes care of Harry in this fic, better treatment than Harryâs ever gotten in his entire life, and Harry is so lovable and adorable in turn. Voldemort has established himself as a religious figurehead/cult leader in the alternate universe, and it was very interesting to read about his alternate path to power. The soft grooming in this fic was so so delicious, ramping up in intensity as the fic progresses; Voldemort completely dotes on Harry and their dynamic is so sweet and tender, a very nice counterbalance to the sinister and predatory tones that underlie their relationship.
if we were lovers by @reggieblk (E, 277k, complete)
Setting: Non-Magical AU Premise: If Harry and Tom meet in a prestigious drama programme and fall for each other against a backdrop of high stakes threatre productions. Why I rec it: The character work is so rich and detailed in this coming-of-age story in a modern AU setting. Itâs clear there was so much thought that went into all the character interactions here, not only between Harry and Tom, but also the ensemble cast of characters who inject so much heart and humor into this story as well. I love the way that @reggieblk cleverly weaves in elements from Shakespeareâs plays and uses the theatre backdrop to depict how the love story between Harry and Tom unfolds â their developing relationship feels, at the same time, both very immersive and cozy, as well as highly fraught with tension. (As a bonus, there is an absolutely amazing original play in the interlude chapter that was written specifically for this fic!)
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His Good Girl - An Umemiya x Reader Fanfic
Sold to a local mafia syndicate by your indebted parents, youâre forced to âentertainâ a visiting rival mafia head named Umemiya.Â
Smut. 18+. Fem Reader. AU. Umemiya as a 20-something mafia boss. Dubcon. Oral sex. Inexperienced Reader. Umemiya is a sweetheart.Â
This is my first time writing Umemiya so please be gentle! Any feedback is adored! This was inspired by a bizarre dream I had and the idea refused to leave my brain. I might write a follow up if thereâs any interest. Divider by @benkeibear.
Your parents owed the local mafia way more money than they could ever repay, so they basically handed you over as payment the day you turned 19. Itâs only been a week, and so far youâre still uncertain what your job will be here. You figured youâd be shoved into some brothel, but thankfully, not yet.Â
The whole mafia mansion is abuzz today because of some meeting taking place tonight. Apparently theyâre hosting the heads of several local mafia families to try to negotiate territories and boundaries. An older lady comes in and explains to you and ten other young women what your roles will be.
To keep the heads of the other families happy and compliant, the plan is to have you and the other women âentertainâ them. You feel a knot in your stomach, already guessing what that might entail. Then she goes over the details, and itâs somehow worse. Youâre to spend the entirety of the meeting, which could take hours, cockwarming them. With your mouths. You wonât be allowed to take their dicks out of your mouths unless they have to leave the room, and your job will be to make them cum as many times as possible.Â
The men in charge of this family seem to think it will be amusing, watching all these stoic, powerful men trying to keep their cool while pretty ladies are on their knees in front of them, sucking them off all evening.Â
You feel sick to your stomach, but you donât argue or protest. Youâre told that doing this one job will cut your parentsâ debt in half. The sooner you work it off, the sooner you can be free of this place. So you grimly prepare with the other women, dressing up in tantalizing outfits and putting on makeup. Youâll try your best, even though you have no experience with this sort of thing.Â
When the meeting starts, you and the other women are already in the room. Thereâs a half circle of eleven chairs, and you watch in trepidation as the guests begin walking in.Â
None of them are gross, at least. Most are fairly attractive, even the slightly older ones. And to a man, they are all dressed impeccably. Figures. No self respecting mafia head is going to show up looking like a slob.Â
The last man to arrive catches your eye, for a number of reasons. The first thing you notice is that heâs tall. Really tall. He towers over everyone else in the room. The second thing you notice is that heâs incredibly handsome. He has fine features, soft white hair thatâs mostly slicked back, a few strands falling into his bright blue eyes. Heâs younger than the rest. Youâd guess mid twenties. Heâs radiant, smiling in a friendly manner, wearing a long jacket thatâs been left unbuttoned. Itâs a casual style that would look unpolished on anyone else, but on him it looks stylish.Â
The women behind you are whispering, but you canât hear what theyâre saying. Are they talking about him?
The hosting mafia head explains the plans for the meeting, and why the women are there. Almost all of the visiting heads seem excited, but you notice the tall, beautiful man seems unhappy with the idea.Â
âThat sounds pretty miserable for the ladies,â he says, glancing at the group of women.Â
The hosting mafia boss who owns you laughs. âNonsense! They all feel honored to be able to serve such distinguished gentlemen! Isnât that right, ladies?â
All of the women, including you, slowly nod. A few of them even put on phony smiles. The handsome manâs eyes meet yours for a brief moment. Can he see the near panic in them?Â
âRegardless, I think Iâll respectfully decline,â he says.Â
One of the other guests slaps him playfully on the back. âWhatâs wrong, Umemiya? Afraid you wonât last as long as the rest of us?â
So his name is Umemiya. He gives the other man an awkward smile. âHaha, maybe.â
The host narrows his eyes. âIf you decline, weâll take that as an insult to our hospitality, and weâll have to ask you to leave the meeting.â
Umemiya looks back at the man, and though his friendly expression doesnât change, thereâs a gleam in his eyes, like a quiet anger bubbling beneath the surface. Then he sighs and says, âFine. I guess Iâll accept your⌠hospitality.â
All the men take seats in the half circle, including the host, who is clearly excited to begin. Then he looks at the women and says, âLadies, Iâll allow you the honors of choosing tonight.â
You and the other women stand there awkwardly for a moment. You hear one of them say in a low voice to another, âThat guyâs gorgeous but Iâm definitely not picking him.â
You turn to face her. âHuh? Why not?â
Her voice is a whisper. âOh, honey. Think about it. A guy that tall is gonna have a huge dick. I donât want to choke all night. It would be unbearable. A shame though, he actually seems nice.â
You watch nervously as the women begin selecting their men for the evening. The more handsome ones are taken first, then the others, until only Umemiya remains. You realize with shock, and embarrassment, that you have to pick him. You shyly approach, your hands fiddling with the hem of the too short skirt you were told to wear.Â
He looks up at you with an uneasy grin. âGuess I was last picked. Thatâs kind of embarrassing!â Then his eyes seem to focus on your face. âHow old are you?â
âIâm nineteen,â you squeak out.Â
He sighs again. âAt least youâre an adult.â He gives you a warm smile. âIâm sorry about this. Iâll try to make this as easy on you as possible, so letâs try to get through it together.â
You feel your heart flutter. You canât believe how nice he is, on top of being ridiculously good looking. Maybe this wonât be so bad.Â
The other women begin dropping to their knees in front of their chosen men, so you do the same, feeling completely out of your depth.Â
âHave you ever done this before?â he asks as he begins unbuckling his belt.Â
You shake your head. âNever.â
âFuck,â he whispers, then he looks at you apologetically. âIâm really sorry about this.â
Huh? Why does he keep apologizing? He was basically threatened into doing this, same as you. But those thoughts freeze in your brain when you see the enormous organ he just pulled out of his pants.Â
Ehhhhhh???? Is this thing for real?! Surely theyâre not supposed to be that big! You glance to the side, and the woman to your right is staring at it with bulging eyes. Then she gives you a pitying look.Â
Umemiya himself looks a little embarrassed. âUh, it gets a little bigger when Iâm fully hard. Just thought Iâd warn you.â
It gets bigger?! How?! You try to contain your shock as you eye the imposing shaft.Â
The host claps twice to get everyoneâs attention. âAlright, letâs begin the meeting! Ladies, remember to keep those cocks all the way in your mouths! And donât forget to keep those tongues busy!â
You look back at the cock in front of you with alarm. The women beside you both lean forward and take dicks into their mouths. You couldnât help noticing that those dicks looked tiny by comparison to Umemiyaâs.Â
âTake your time,â he says to you in a comforting voice, âease it in slowly. Itâs okay if your teeth touch it, just try not to bite down.â
âO-okay,�� you say, leaning your face forward and opening your mouth. Itâs already bigger than when he first pulled it out, quickly growing hard despite his reluctance to participate. You feel it press in past your lips, dragging across your tongue, and finally hit the back of your throat. Thatâs it. Thatâs as far as it goes, right?Â
Looking forward, you can see that heâs not all the way in your mouth. Your eyes flick toward the host, worried that heâll notice. Umemiya seems to notice. âTry to relax your throat,â he tells you. âThatâs it, youâre doing good.â
His voice sends goosebumps across your skin as his massive cock slides even further in, going partially down your throat.Â
âBreathe through your nose,â he says.Â
Your hands are on his thighs, gripping the fabric of his pants. Youâre gagging slightly, trying to keep it under control and focus on breathing. At least he smells nice, like fresh citrus.Â
The meeting begins. The host starts talking, but you canât listen to him. Your full attention is on the giant cock in your mouth. Occasionally you hear one of the men grunt or groan, but overall they seem to be trying to focus on the meeting. Umemiya is eerily calm, maintaining his usual expression and only glancing down to meet your gaze every so often.Â
After what feels like forever, your jaw is sore and your throat aches. Tears fill your eyes. When Umemiya notices, he looks at you guiltily before moving one large hand over to gently rub the top of your head. âGood girl,â he says, âyouâre taking me really well.â
The statement makes heat spread over your face. Then you remember that youâre supposed to be making him cum. The thought of it makes you excited somehow. You feel the urge to pleasure him, to make him feel good. Heâs been so sweet to you after all. He hasnât moved at all, letting you do things at your own pace. Looking up at his face, itâs clearer than ever how gorgeous he is.Â
You tighten your lips around his base, your tongue gliding across the underside of his shaft while your tight throat constricts around his tip. He looks down at you suddenly, blue eyes slightly widened, another strand of his hair slipping down across his forehead.Â
âYou donât have to do this,â he says quietly.Â
You wish you could tell him that you want to. Instead you continue, licking him and sucking out the gooey precum from his tip. You hear his breath catch in his throat, but he makes no other reaction.Â
He holds out for longer than you expected, even speaking to the host at one point. But eventually his hand grips your hair, and for the first time you feel a bit of force from him as he pushes your head down, his cock going halfway down your throat and choking you. Immediately, you feel his warm cum flood your mouth, coating the back of your tongue and oozing down your neck.Â
His hand quickly releases you, and he mutters another apology. His face looks slightly flushed, and heâs breathing a little harder. Oh god, he looks so hot right now. You feel a growing dampness between your legs as you stare up at him, his now soft cock still in your mouth.Â
Right away you begin gently suckling on the sticky flesh, your tongue pressing into the tip.
âIf you keep doing that, Iâm gonna be hard again in no time,â he tells you.Â
You look up at him, hoping he can read your intentions from your eyes. You want to pleasure him, again and again.Â
He pats your head affectionately. âYouâre so cute.â
Ahh? Did this unbelievably beautiful man, who happened to be a powerful mafia boss, just call you cute? You feel yourself blushing. Youâre not sure if itâs possible to fall in love with a man while his cock is in your mouth, but you think you just did.Â
By the time the long, boring meeting ends, youâve made him cum twice more, both times feeding you his tasty cum and calling you his âgood girlâ.Â
After itâs over, you pull away, your jaw stiff and hurting. Your mouth is a mess, wet and sticky, covered in drool and cum. A handkerchief appears in front of your face, and you look up to find Umemiya holding it out to you with a friendly smile. You take it, wiping your mouth before he stands and helps you to your feet.Â
âAre you alright?â he asks.Â
You move your jaw a bit, then wince. âIâll be okay,â you answer.Â
He stares at you for a moment, then asks, âHow did you end up here?â
You glance around to make sure no one is paying attention. âMy parents owed a debt, so they gave me as payment.â
Umemiya frowns. âLet me guess, their debt transferred to you.â
You nod.Â
âAlright then,â he says. âIâll pay off your debt if youâll come work for me.â
Your eyes widen. âWhat?â
âOh, donât worry, itâll be a legitimate job, nothing like this. And youâd be free to come and go as you please.â
âYouâd do that for me?â you ask. âWhy?â
He scratches the back of his head, looking a little awkward. âMaybe I imagined it, but it felt like there was something between us. Not just the physical stuff. Was it just me?â
âNo! I felt it too!â you tell him. Youâre too embarrassed to tell him your panties are soaked.Â
He gives you a heated look. âThen maybe I can return the favor.â
Your skin flushes as you press your thighs together in anticipation. âIâd like that.â
He grins. âIâll go talk to the boss. Just wait here for me.â
He walks away, and you feel your heart beating so fast, you feel like it might burst. You smile happily, ready to begin your new, much better life.Â
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Some bitchass TWST hcs (feel free to request someeee)
Epel is trans (fight me)Â
Vil has to be hyper-aware of his facial expression because he has resting bitch face
Leona is a piece of shit stoner
Adding to that, Jack always is on the verge of tears around Leona because the stench of marijuana is PUNGENT
Riddle has naturally rosy red cheeks, so a lot of people think heâs either embarrassed or irritated with something
Rook has freckles from all the time heâs spent in the sun, and uses makeup to cover them (CANON?!?)
Floyd watches National Geographic like itâs the Super Bowl
Azul is like Velma, where he always drops his goddamn glasses, and sometimes Floyd purposely pushes him so his glasses fall off
Cater almost leaked his own nudes like the dumbass he is
Ruggie decided to steal some of Leonaâs edibles thinking they were normal brownies, and claims he saw the face of God (it was Mickey)
Rook was found in the school vents at least once
Ortho has threatened to dox someone via an anonymous account because they bullied Idia online
Ortho has successfully doxxed someone
Idiaâs hair has almost burnt down his room because he couldnât defeat a boss
Lilia has a tattoo, but he refuses to reveal where (itâs a tramp stamp)
Malleus has fallen for every single deez nuts joke known to man
Sebek has also fallen for every single deez nuts joke known to man
Ace is scared of spiders, and Jamil canonically hates bugs, so one time the entire school freaked out because they had heard the most HIGH PITCHED and LOUDEST scream theyâve ever heard. Turns out it was Ace and Jamil cooking when they found a spider.
Kalim smacked his head on the top of a door frame while riding a magic carpet
Ortho accidentally leaked Idiaâs fanfic account, and Cater bookmarked his fics
Jade knows Lilia is Silverâs dad, and has threatened to have make out with him just to make Silver uncomfortableÂ
Silver listens to the shittiest music you can think of
Deuce sings in the shower
Trey unironically thinks minion memes are funny, and it has made Cater cry
Riddle can eat an entire cake in one sitting without feeling an inkling of nausea
Kalim, Lilia, and Cater made the shittiest track you could ever think of and posted it to SoundCloud
Idia found their track and almost threw up
After Idiaâs fanfic account was leaked, Cater showed it to Kalim and Kalim tried ask what ABO was.Â
Ortho told him what the acronym stood for, and Kalim thought he was talking about robots, so Jamil shut off the internet for a week
Jack tried to high-hive Epel, and Epelâs hand was red afterwards
Trey and Cheânya made an entire cake and sent it to Riddleâs mom anonymously with the words âeat my assâ written in frosting
Neige secretly owns a Vil stan account
Vil secretly owns a Neige hate accountÂ
Someone tried to make a âur momâ joke to Malleus and he just responded with âmy mother is dead.â With a completely straight face
Idia is the pinnacle of toxic k-pop stans (kinda canon but-) like itâs so bad that it blows the toxicity of the k-pop stans in this world out of the water
Vil had to slap the sense back into Epel because he was binding unsafelyÂ
He also got him the most boujee ass binder youâve ever seen
Trey has a model of teeth. Not even like dentures just like- a model of the average human mouth.Â
Leona is a thigh man. Argue with the wall.
Cater and Idia have gotten into the CRAZIEST internet beef
Somehow, out of the two of them, Cater got cancelled
edit: YUHHH so I made a masterlist and a pinned post!!! For all that like my HCs PRETTY PLEASE send me some requests!! I wanna get to writing again! â˘vâ˘
#YUHHHHH#this was fun#again plz send requests plz plz plz#twst#twisted wonderland#ace trappola#idia shroud#malleus draconia#jade leech#kalim al asim#jamil viper#riddle rosehearts#trey clover#cater diamond#ortho shroud#silver vanrouge#lilia vanrouge#sebek zigvolt#epel felmier#vil schoenheit#rook hunt#leona kingscholar#ruggie bucchi#jack howl#deuce spade#disney twisted wonderland#floyd leech#azul ashengrotto
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