#logan echolls fic

[wisteria-by-the-lakes]

Slipstream by chesirecatstrut

I just read this fic and I NEED to express how good it is!

Everyone should read this fic! I know the length is seriously intimidating but it's truly worth it!

It's difficult to express how good this fic is. How masterfully it threads everything. A masterclass in time travel fics! A masterpiece in general! It deserves so much praise!

[thatbitch-withattitude]

I am BEGGING for people to write good fanfics for Veronica Mars that are from the OG series and not season 4 because even in fix its it just reminds me of that awful season.

I read a fantastic season two fix it fic the other day where Logan and Veronica got back together at the beginning of the season instead of at the end of the season and they actually communicate. Unfortunately the author started writing a season 3 fic but it hasn’t been updated since 2020.

I would love some more good OG series fics. Specifically for Veronica/Logan but also just the show in general.

{For anyone interested in the fic mentioned above it is on ao3 “Reclaiming Normal” by CubbieGirl1723 and Marshmellow Bobcat (MellowBobcat)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19005520/chapters/45132982 }

[lodessa]

2024 Fic Posted (by me)

Game of Thrones

Deescalation - Daenerys Targaryen/Jorah Mormont, 2,988 words, Explicit

Daenerys is frustrated by her Small Council. Jorah is more than willing to do whatever it takes to make her feel better.

The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power

we must take it where it's found (pretty soon it may be costly) - Elendil/Miriel, 3,375 words, Explicit

After surviving their trial, Míriel feels emboldened to clarify certain things with Elendil.

won't you put your faith in me (we both know that's what matters) - Elendil/Miriel, 2,437 words, Explicit.

Elendil discovers a scar on his beloved queen. This raises questions which Míriel is reluctant to answer.

Goodbye Goodbye - Elendil/Miriel, 3,553 words, Explicit

“No one is following us,” Isildur urges, completely misreading the reason for his father’s gaze fixated on the horizon, staring in the direction of their former home shrinking from sight as the sun sinks further and further.

Trial and Temptation - Elendil/Miriel, 17,361 words (and counting), 6/15 Chapters Posted, Explicit

The Sea Trial forces Míriel to make a difficult choice.

hollow / full - Adar/Earien, 4,353 words, Explicit.

In the last millennium he has come to know his consort’s moods. The simple angle of her chin can tell him more than most could torture out of a prisoner in weeks or years.

Revolution

Five Ways It Came Out That Charlie's Biological Dad Was (Shockingly) Bass Series 3/5 posted

Controlled Detonation - Rachel Matheson & Sebastian Monroe, 1,052 words, General.

Managing Sebastian requires a certain balance, a kind of backhanded praise that flatters his ego while seeming to resist at the same time.

Family Meeting - Miles/Bass, Sebastian Monroe, Rachel Matheson, Charlie Matheson, Miles Matheson, Connor Bennett, 1,607 words, Teen.

“Family meeting. Not optional,” Rachel announces and Bass finds himself hovering in place, waiting for her to kick him out, remind him that he’s not a Matheson, no matter how much he might want to be.

Trojan Gift Horse - Julia Neville/Tom Neville (references to Rachel Matheson/Sebastian Monroe and Charlie Matheson/Jason Neville), 1,203 words, General.

Julia Neville finds a way to turn her son's feelings for "that Matheson girl" into an opportunity.

Star Trek: Prodigy/ Star Trek: Voyager

Respite Renewal - Kathryn Janeway/Chakotay, 2,816 words, Explicit

Vice-Admiral Janeway and Captain Chakotay's reunion continues (away from the prying eyes of the children) in the privacy of her quarters aboard the Voyager 2.0.

Veronica Mars

Possession Is Nine-Tenths of the Law - Logan Echolls/Eli "Weevil" Navarro, 2,744 words, Explicit

Eli Navarro would have kept on indefinitely never considering or talking about what he and Logan have been doing, but Logan Echolls can't.

holding on (trying hard to understand) - Eli "Weevil" Navarro, Logan Echolls, 1,786 words, Teen.

Two lonely boys in pain haunting the bridge that took someone from them.

[allthevmff]

TY @petpluto ⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️

[raisedbythetv89]

To all the fic writers who keep putting either Logan or Veronica in life threatening situations where they get badly injured and the other has to come to their rescue and then nurse them back to health,

Keep it up. Absolutely fantastic work. 100/10. No notes. I love you. I’ll read every single one.

[fickledame]

The sixth and FINAL chapter of When The World Falls is now available.

I didn't want to leave everyone too long on that cliffhanger! https://archiveofourown.org/works/62453857/chapters/161282224

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whumptober 2024, day 4: hallucinations

fandom: veronica mars | characters: veronica mars, lily kane, logan echoes (briefly) | ship: veronica mars/logan echolls | trigger warnings: referenced character death | content: veronica experiences hallucinations while she's sick | word count: 641

“I’m not sick,” Veronica insists, sneezing as she does. Logan rolls his eyes, places his hands on her shoulders and pushes her gently down onto her bed. 

“Your running nose begs to differ,” he says. “You need sleep. I’m locking you up until you rest.” 

“I am fine!” she argues, but even as she does she notices just how comfortable her bed is. “Okay, maybe a little rest would be good,” she says, settling back into her pillows, “but not because I’m sick.” 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, thank me after you’ve slept off the fever you’re ignoring.” Logan grins at her and turns off the light. “See you later.” 

“Bye,” she says, a little miserably. Being sick is the worst, but at least it doesn’t take her long to fall asleep. 

When she opens her eyes, it’s past five in the evening and starting to get dark out. Her curtains are drawn, so at first she doesn’t notice that someone is standing in the corner of her room. When she does, she blinks a couple of times in confusion. Her head feels foggier than it did when she fell asleep, her skin hot and her sheets damp from sweat. 

“Logan?” she asks, and her own voice feels far away, throat scratchy. A girlish giggle comes from the corner, and Veronica sits up, dizzy as she does. Definitely not Logan. 

“Who’s there?” she asks quickly. 

“Don’t recognise your own best friend, V?” the stranger asks, and then it hits Veronica: the person in the corner of her room is not a stranger. 

It’s Lily. 

“Lily?” she says aloud, in disbelief. “What - how-,” 

Lily steps into the last crack of evening light from between Veronica’s curtains and sits on the edge of the bed. Veronica doesn’t move, frozen in shock, dizzy from her fever. 

“How are you here?” she whispers to her dead best friend. Lily laughs again, but it’s not a pleasant one. It’s the laugh she would use when she was being cruel. 

“I had to come and tell you something,” Lily whispers. She edges closer to Veronica and places a cold hand on Veronica’s cheek. 

“What is it?” Veronica whispers back. She feels younger again, like they’re at a sleepover. She knows in her bones that whatever Lily is about to tell her is important. Thank you, perhaps, for finding her killer and avenging her death? That she misses her? 

“Sweet, silly Veronica,” Lily says coldly, her hand still on Veronica’s cheek. “How much of a slut do you have to be to sleep with your dead best friend’s boyfriend?” 

Veronica’s heart jumps into her throat and she pulls away from Lily’s hand on her face. She can’t see all of the details of Lily’s face through the darkness, but can picture her face: full of disdain and disgust. 

“What?” she says, her voice cracking. “We - we’re not-,” 

“Don’t try to defend yourself,” Lily hisses, crawling up to Veronica so that she’s straddling her waist, knees either side pinning her down. When Veronica speaks, she chokes on her own words. 

“I’m - I’m so sorry,” she says, tears stinging at the backs of her eyes. 

“You betrayed me,” Lily continues, voice hard. “After everything, you betrayed me.” 

“I’m sorry,” Veronica says again, the tears that have been threatening her eyes finally spilling over. Her head feels like it’s underwater, her mouth like it’s full of cotton. “I d-don’t-,” 

Lily cuts her off by pressing a hand over Veronica’s mouth. She leans forward so that the dark outline of her face is inches from Veronica’s. 

“Your apology,” she says harshly. “Means nothing.” 

A second later she’s gone, and Veronica doesn’t understand why or how, and her head aches - her heart even more. 

“I’m so sorry,” she sobs, voice breaking. “Lily, come back, please! Please, can we talk about this!” 

Lily doesn’t come back. 

[allthevmff]

Here a a roundup of Veronica Mars Movie Fics —> X

Please feel free to add your favorites in the comments/replies.

‘Always’

[garbinge]

TENSIONS RISE

Eli “Weevil” Navarro x F!Reader (Felix Toombs sister reader) // Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: Tensions rise between Weevil and you. 

Warnings: All my fics are 18+, regardless of content. Angsty. Not too much of a happy ending, but not a bad one either. Lies, secrets, tension, hurt/comfort.  Secret love. Slow burn.

A/N: First time writing for Veronica Mars! Been rewatching and while I’m an AVID LoVe shipper, during my rewatch I just seriously have my heart strings pulling for Weevil. Pulled this idea for this fic from this prompt list, I changed the dialogue juuuuust slightly to make it sound more Eli-ish.

“You talkin’ to nature or some shit?” 

Without bothering to turn around you chuckled slightly and answered him. "Yeah. It says fuck you in particular."

“Ooof, cold.” He was sitting down on the stairs next to you as you stared out into the backyard. “Nature got a reason to be so angry? Or is there just a chill in the wind?” 

As you turned to look over at him, you expected to see his eyebrows raised and annoyance on his face, but despite his snarky comments, his face was soft and begging for forgiveness. 

“You know I just want the best for you right?” You matched his face. 

Weevil looked away immediately, not wanting to look in your eyes when you said that or when he answered. “I know.” He nodded a couple times before letting his head hang down as he rested his arms on his knees. 

“So you really talkin’ to nature?” He changed the topic, he thought it’d lighten the mood, you could tell by how he adjusted himself. He was leaning back, his elbows now on the top step. 

“No, Weevil. I’m not really talkin’ to nature.” A sigh left your breath. “But sometimes I feel like it’s talking to me.” 

“I leave for 3 days and you go crazy.” It was spoken through a chuckle. 

You smiled at that. “Gotta find some way to pass the time until you come back.” 

“What does nature tell you?” He figured he’d entertain what you were saying. 

“It tells me that we’re made for more than this.” 

_______

“So you’re hangin’ out with 09ers now?” Weevil’s voice was angry as he towered over you. Slamming your bottom locker shut, you stood up, frustration started to make it’s way through your veins. 

“Excuse me?” You turned your body to start walking through the halls hoping that whatever Weevil was getting at would die down as you travelled to your next class. 

“Felix saw you, at some party on the beach, an 09er party.” His voice didn’t change, if anything it was louder since he was following behind you now.

“So now my brother is bringing his family problems to the PCH MC? Real stand up guy my brother is. Don’t worry prez, I’ll handle it with Felix.” 

“Your brother was talking to a friend, lifelong one, the one who's lived next door his whole life, and who knows the Toombs sister wouldn’t just show up at a 09er party for shits and giggles, so tell me what the fuck were you doing with the rich kids? Or what? You were just talkin’ to nature? The waves particularly chatty that night like Logan Echolls was?” 

That caused you to turn around, the anger finally making its way up your throat and at the tip of your tongue. 

“Maybe you should try and approach people with a little more kindness and thoughtfulness before you bum-rush them in the hallways of school. The waves were particularly chatty that night, so chatty that they convinced Logan to drop the charges on you so there’d be no more 3 day leaves, or bail hearings.” It wasn’t the way you wanted to tell him, you honestly didn’t want to tell him anything other than a white lie that you were at his grandmother’s house when the sheriff called to let the Navarro family know the charges had been dropped. 

He stood there, wordless and you laughed sarcastically and looked around with a head shake before placing your pointed gaze back at him. “Next time you talk to my adoring, loving, idiot of a brother, tell him next time he wants to spy on me, maybe try a little harder to get the facts straight.” With that you were walking away just as angry as before, if not maybe a little more, just enough annoyance that you turned around to yell one more thing to Weevil. “I’ll be at your grandmother’s house after school, helping her organize her medication for the week and making dinner for everyone. So when you sick Felix on me, and he sees I’m at the grocery store on the nice side of the tracks, tell him it’s because that’s where the good meat is, not because I’m secretly dating an 09er.” 

He looked at you, that look of regret sparkling bright in his eyes and moping on his face but your anger was so prominent right now that it didn’t matter and you kept moving to get to your next class. 

_______

“Hey can we talk?” You heard the door open and by the couple minute silence you heard between the door being unlocked and the words being spoken it was obvious it was Weevil. 

“Depends, did you set Felix up with binoculars and a good lip reader? Just wanna make sure he gets the full story this time.” You were stirring the pot over the stove, but in reality, you knew you were stirring more up. 

“For the record, I didn’t tell your brother to spy on you. That was all on him.” He was walking up behind you now. Leaning back on his grandmother’s kitchen table. 

“If I’ve learned anything over the years, I know that nothing goes down with PCHers that president Weevil doesn’t approve or know of.” You continued to drop a couple things into the pot and move the spoon around. 

“You’re right that’s why Felix came to me to tell me about you and the party.” He nodded even though you couldn’t see him. 

“You fuckin’ come at me like I’m hiding shit from you, when have I ever hidden shit from you?” Now you dropped the metal spoon into the pot, with slight force and turned around with a disgusted look on your face. 

“Well, hate to get into specifics here but you were hiding shit from me.” He had a smile on his face as he said it because he knew he was right.

It didn’t stop you from getting extremely put out, you turned back around quickly, grabbing the metal spoon just as fast and with the same speed you were pulling it away. “Fuck!” You called out and started waving your hand before moving over to the sink and running cold water over it immediately. The red mark was getting brighter as the seconds passed. 

“Shit, let me see.” Weevil was moving over to the sink next to you, his hand coming to grab yours. He hissed as he saw the burn mark forming. “Hold on, let me get you something, keep it under the water.” As you went to speak he was already moving out of the kitchen and into the hallway where you heard the linen closet opening and things shuffling around. Accompanied by the noise was a couple curses and another door opening and closing before Weevil was back. 

“Let me wrap it up.” He was holding a bandana in hand. You weren’t exactly in the position to argue so you turned and held your hand out. Wincing as he touched the wound, you tried your best not to make a big deal out of it. “Sorry, but it’s better to cover it.” 

“You claimin’ me now.” You looked at the bandana that he’d always keep with him that had the PCHer colors on it. 

“People already know.” His answer was spoken fast and not thought through because he stumbled on the next ones. “I just mean– people already know, you know, not to mess with you, you don’t need no claim.” 

“Yea but what do we do when you and Felix mess with me?” 

Weevil laughed at that, still wrapping the bandana around your palm, tucking the last of the fabric around the back of your hand. 

“If anyone, your brother included, put their hands on you, you know I’d take care of it.” Now he was looking at you, his eyes caught on yours, his hand still lightly wrapped around your injury. 

“And you? Who takes care of you?” 

“Apparently you do.” He was referring to what you did to help him with the open case in his name. 

“Someone’s gotta.” Pulling your hand away from him you turned back to the stove and grabbed a towel so you could get back to what you were doing without an issue again. 

“Let me get that.” He was stepping towards the stove and when he got close you jumped and his hands steadied you, your eyes catching each other again. “You know I love you, right?” 

There it was. The line he always used when he was digging his way out of a fight with you. You stood there, wanting to tell him back, wanting to kiss him, wanting to let the pot boil over while you two just got lost in the moment, forget about everything that kept this from happening between the two of you. 

But then the front door opened and your brother’s voice filled the Navarro house. “Yo Weev!” 

It was all it took for you two to separate and Weevil was stepping in, grabbing the spoon. “Here I got it.” While you were moving to the kitchen table. As Felix stepped into the kitchen, his smile grew as he saw both of you and that food was being prepared. As he stuck his hand inside the serving bowl you had started to fill with food earlier, his eyes fell on you. 

“What happened to your hand?” He was curious but not concerned, his main focus being on stuffing his face. 

“I think I hurt it at a 09er party last night, did you catch that while you were spying on me you little narc.” You barked at him while also swatting his hand away from the bowl. 

He lifted his hands in innocence and before he had a minute to defend himself Weevil was speaking up. 

“She burned herself making food for us.” Weevil was turning the burner off. 

“Idiot.” Felix laughed. 

Again, before you could argue or stand up to push your brother, Weevil was stepping in. “Funny, because I think you meant to say sorry, followed by some sort of thanks because not only did she cook food for us, but she got the my charges dropped for me.” He was dangerously close to Felix’s face, his lips scrunching up and fists getting tight as he waited for his reply. 

“My bad. Sorry.” Felix’s shoulders slumped down before he jumped back up about to leave the room and likely go hang in the living room with the rest of the Navarro family. “And thanks.” 

“Thanks.” You said to Weevil after Felix left. 

“Told you, I’d always have your back, with anyone.” He was placing the food on the table in front of you when you stood up and nodded. 

Your anger was gone, but your emotions were still high. Upset, that’s what you were. Upset that things were the way they were, that everything was secret. You could get behind the secrets that benefited someone, like going to a 09er party to get someone off charges, but what you couldn’t get behind anymore were secret feelings. It was the point where you were tired of hiding how you felt about Weevil, and him doing the same thing and hiding it behind having your back. 

“Yea, and maybe one day we can be honest about why.” 

dividers by: @cafekitsune ♥️ 💖 All Writing Taglist: @drabbles-mc @justreblogginfics @kmc1989 (let me know if you’d like to be added! This is for any new fandoms or fandoms I’ve only written a couple fics for)

[lodessa]

for the spotify prompt: fancy writing some logan/weevil? #24?

Okay, so this song was so perfect for them (specifically them during season 2) and I immediately wrote this when you sent the prompt two years ago and sat on it, thinking I would continue it to make it more an actual Logan/Weevil fic rather than just a character study of both with parallelism. But, at this point, I realize I should have just posted it then. Better late than never, right?

Logan takes another swig and leans a little further over the railing of the bridge, the bridge that took his mom. But was that really what took her? He knows better but does he have the courage to answer that question? To face the truth that his father isn’t just the monster of his own nightmares but the one who took the two most important women in his life from him: one with brute force and the other with decades of callous disregard punctuated with just frequent and terrifying enough interludes of pure viciousness to keep her silenced and frozen until the bottom of the bottle was not enough and the only escape she could even imagine chasing was over this edge.

Weevil takes a Taki out of the bag and tosses it over the edge of the bridge.

Here you go, Felix. Seems like every corner store is carrying these motherfuckers you love these days Weevil thinks but does not say out loud. Tatted brown boy talking to himself on the bridge is the beginning of something that ends ugly. Not like things aren’t already ugly, but uglier. Shit. He doesn’t want to know what uglier looks like. Not these days. He’s not V. His curiosity isn’t suicidal. At least not intentionally so. Not on purpose.

He’s not sure where this ritual came from, picking up Felix’s favorite shit and tossing it into the water like his boy is a fucking duck down there. It is not like he believes in that afterlife shit.

read the rest here

[allthevmff]

🔔 new chapter alert 🔔

All Of Neptune's Children Flock Home

by @petpluto

After getting a desperate call from Logan, Veronica is back in Neptune, California to solve a murder mystery, clear her old boyfriend's name, and maybe attend her high school reunion. If there's time and if Wallace and Mac get their way. In order to do all of that, she's going to need the help of old friends, old clients, and the very people she's been avoiding for as long as she's ignored Neptune itself.

[collecting-stories]

Misc. Masterlist pt. II

This Masterlist is for fandoms that I've only written a handful of fics for.

Chase Graves  Trust Issues | Zombie Killer

Lowell Tracey  Flirt

Carmen Berzatto Blueberry BBQ | Strawberry Gazpacho | Peaches & Cream

Sonny Carisi 2am | Feels

Series

Not in Chronological Order - sonny x reader

Logan Echolls  Alternaprom

Garcia Flynn Puzzles

Tom Davidson Question…? | Cowboy Like Me

Tyler Townsend Home Game

Leo West Mykonos

Fezco Fire Starter pt. 2 | Party Dress | Ride | Birthday

Camera Roll Series

Fezco | Lexi Howard | Cassie Howard | Rue Bennett | Kat Hernandez | Maddy Perez | Jules Vaughan

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Teen Wolf

Isaac Lahey Haunted House

[fickledame]

Complete fic now up! Thank you so much to @jjmazzy for the amazing cover art. In The End Almost 50k words - 13 chapters

“You must’ve been angry,” Lamb said, ignoring her question. “Lilly had what you didn’t, you were always her second string. Maybe you snapped.” Lamb finds a new suspect to pin Lilly’s murder on.

Pre-season dark AU.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60498244/chapters/154443667

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whumbtober 2024 master list ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

will be updated as each fic is posted.

please keep RPF in fandom spaces only!

day one: panic attack | fandom: formula 1 RPF | characters: charles leclerc, max verstappen | ship: charles leclerc/max verstappen | trigger warnings: panic attack | content: charles struggles and max does his best to help | word count: 1.2k

day two: trust issues | fandom: criminal minds | characters: jennifer jareau | ship: jennifer jareau/will lamontagne | trigger warnings: dub-con, implied suicide, religious imagery/trauma | content: jj reflects on her childhood and how it's impacted her ability to trust | word count: 1.1k

day three: wrongful arrest | fandom: lockwood & co | characters: anthony lockwood, lucy carlyle, george cubbins, inspector barnes | ship: lucy carlyle/anthony lockwood | trigger warnings: referenced parent death | content: set after the creeping shadow, lockwood has been framed for the murder of his parents | word count: 875

day four: hallucinations | fandom: veronica mars | characters: veronica mars, lily kane, logan echoes (briefly) | ship: veronica mars/logan echolls | trigger warnings: referenced character death | content: veronica experiences hallucinations while she's sick | word count: 641

day five: heatstroke | fandom: formula 1 RPF | characters: lando norris, oscar piastri, jon malvern, max fewtrell (briefly) | ship: lando norris/oscar piastri | trigger warnings: vomit | content: lando experiences heatstroke after the singapore grand prix | word count: 956

day six: unhealthy coping mechanisms | fandom: formula 1 RPF | characters: lando norris, oscar piastri | ship: lando norris/oscar piastri | trigger warnings: none | content: lando doesn't deal with his emotions well after the austrian grand prix | word count: 527

[princesssarcastia]

Veronica Mars, special agent with the FBI, and Logan Lester, English professor, love each other well with the strength of decades—and still impress the hell out of everyone who meets them.

The one where veronica went straight to Stanford after the whole Cassidy debacle.  She never quite lost the knack of investigating but with some distance from the Neptune cesspool, she learned to do it without ruining lives; without ruining her own life.

Part 3/4

[rejectedfables]

Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks...

Character: Draco Malfoy (HP) Why I love them: I don't. I love the version of him I frankensteined together from fics I read/wrote as an undiagnosed autistic preteen who wished I knew how to be meaner, and was hopelessly demisexually gay for a brunette with glasses.

Character: Uzumaki Naruto (Naruto) Why I love them: Emotionally neglected ADHD powerhouse who thinks "what do 600 hot girls look like? Me with titties and pigtails 600 times obviously" followed by "what do 600 hot boys look like? All my male friends with bedroom eyes OBVIOUSLY" and somehow hasn't figured out he's into dudes and is probably genderfluid. The Haku and Zabuza arc came SO close to "child soldier figures out that making children into soldiers is bad, actually, and resolves to create a better society where fewer people needlessly suffer" but then I think the author got old and forgot his own trajectory in favor of endless spectacle creep and, idk, something about the moon crushing Konoha or whatever. I lost interest in the story, but not the BOY. Also his relentless fixation with that dark haired cool guy he kissed one time makes every other character feel awkward, and I relate to that.

Character: Urameshi Yusuke (Yu Yu Hakusho) Why I love them: LOVE me a guy who even HEAVEN writes off as an irredeemable asshole surprising everyone with an act of selflessness. Love me an asshole who dedicates his life to love and friendship. Yusuke's narrative is basically "Obviously all yokai are evil. Wait, some aren't (some of my best friends are yokai)? Wait, most aren't (I actually really enjoy the yokai world/community)? Wait, I'M a yokai? (THAT'S why I am the way I am, and actually that's not evil it's just different)??? So there's evil humans AND evil yokai but neither are inherently bad, MOST are just regular people on both sides, and both are worth protecting" and anyway this is a neurodivergent and queer allegory to me, which slaps severely.

Character: Shi Qingxuan (Heaven Official's Blessing) Why I love them: Gender

Character: Luke Fon Fabre (Tales of the Abyss) Why I love them: Nobody's doing character growth like this little shit. An icon. It takes like 30 hours of gameplay for him to become likable and when he does it's somehow genuinely worth it.

Character: Changheng (Love Between Fairy and Devil) Why I love them: (I'm picking only one character per story, which is the only reason Xiao Lanhua and Dongfang Qingcang aren't also on this list.) You're telling me the God of War's narrative is a "tragic princess, betrothed since childhood, can't escape her family's expectations, constantly has to put everyone else above herself, until finally she snaps" story blended with "man who has been forced to live in war, falls for the first person who acknowledges that he, too, needs protection, ultimately rejects the violence he's been forced to endure and enact in favor of pursuing peace" and I'm what? NOT supposed to go insane? Also his nose freckle gives me heart palpitations.

Character: Logan Echolls (Veronica Mars, specifically season 1) Why I love them: What an excellent example of a badly coping shithead jerk fuckup boy who would be SO soft in any context where he's not under constant threat. Something about his mouth-breathing under duress compels me.

Character: Kyo (Fruits Basket) Why I love them: Badly coping under duress, the entire system is stacked against him, anger management issues and the snatched waist of a 90's manga twink. What can I say, a feral cat finding stability and love gets me every time.

Character: Xue Yang (MDZS) Why I love them: Irredeemable asshole feral cat ass man, coping badly at all times with all things but holding it together with a winning personality (gratuitous violence and bad jokes). Falls SO hard for the first person to show him love and kindness, becomes SO soft when not under threat for the first time ever, and then fucks up SO badly he ruins his whole fucking life. Spends more time trying to get back what he lost than he actually HAD what he lost. He's irredeemable. He's irredeemable. He makes apple rabbits for A Qing because she's sad. He's irredeemable. He doesn't pull a weapon on Xingchen even when Xingchen has already stabbed him and he's renowned for violence and revenge. He's irredeemable. I starting writing a post in his defense and hit the character limit halfway through my 'notes to flesh out later' bullet pointed list. He's irredeemable?? Xiao Xingchen could, though, is all I'm saying. The deeper you look into his actions the more humanity there is to find. I'm rotating every single thing about him in my mind like a rotisserie chicken.

Character: Chu Wanning (ERHA) Why I love them: He's hopelessly demisexually gay for literally just one guy. His story is gratuitously tragic but with a happy ending. Autistic Yearning incarnate. He's a burnt out husk of a blushing virgin, and the horniest person alive. Would readily die for his convictions, but won't ask for help. Prettiest wife anyone could ever wish for, with a strong masculine jaw. Total knockout gorgeous with body dysmorphia. Hyper competent with zero emotional intelligence. Widely respected and beloved with intense self loathing. He's never not masking. He's an atticked wife, he's a bossy husband, he's a piece of wood. He's 45. He's 6. He's 20. He's 32. He is catnip for me.