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Danny: Who are you? Tim: Classified Danny: Alright, It's nice to meet you Classified. What's your business in Amity Park? Tim: That's not my name. Danny: But you just told me it was. Tim: Who would be named Classified? Danny: I know a guy named Box Ghost and another called Young Blood. All ghosts have weird names. Tim: Do I look like a ghost? Danny: A little. My ghost sense went off, but you're not glowing, floating, or doing anything that seems ghostly. That's why I asked why you're here. Tim: I don't know why I'm here. I think I was in a fight, and I got hit by something, but it's all a blur, really. I don't know who I was before either; I just remember that I couldn't tell anyone my name or see my unmasked face. Danny: Hmm, well, since you're not causing trouble, you can haunt this warehouse if you want. We can figure out how you died, and I don't know, help you move on. Tim: Alright. Are you someone who moves ghosts to the other side? Danny: No, I'm more of a bridge between realms. If ghosts cause problems for humans, I straighten them out, and vice versa. Tim: That's hot. Danny: Thanks. I- EXCUSE ME? Tim: I said that was hot. Danny blushing: Well-er- um thanks. Lets get you settled okay?
#dcxdpdabbles#dcxdp crossover#dead tired#from a fic i never wrote#Basically Tim lost his memories and is flung into Danny's dimension#He's registering as “from another world” to Danny#But not a ghost#He's in his Red Robin costume#Danny is not used to being called hot
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Fic Idea where Fiddleford helps Stan rebuild the portal, but Stan finds out that Fiddleford has a wife and he's like
"You have a WIFE?? That DIDN'T marry you to steal your car and money???? What are you DOING here???"
"Yeah, well.... She's better off thinking I'm dead somewhere....."
"A WIFE. That LOVES you. Get outta here and go explain yourself, Idiot!!"
"She and our son shouldn't have to deal with--"
"YOUR SON???!!?!!??"
Anyways, so Stan helps Fiddleford reach out and explain himself to his wife, but expresses that he wants to keep being in Gravity Falls, so his wife and kid go to live with them in The Shack instead.
Blah blah blah, bonding happens, Stan bags Fiddleford AND his wife and becomes a step dad, God bless 🙏
#I don't see enough of Fiddleford's wife ngl#i just want Stan to be loved#this fic idea has been in my mind for ages 🙏#LET THEM BE POLYAMOROUS AND IN LOVE!!!! RIGHT NOW!!!!#Stan is such a poly bi-con TRUST 🙏#Stan and Fiddleford's wife help Fidds stop using the memory gun#Fiddleford and his wife help Stan feel loved#JUST HEAR ME OUT THEY COULD HAVE A BEAUTIFUL RELATIONSHIP#Tate gets 2 dads for the price of 0#cause in canon Fiddleford left when he was a baby and lost his mind so he didn't get any dads#let that kid grow up in an unbroken house hold 🙏#omg you know how in canon Tate works at the bait shop next to the lake#Stan would SO take Tate fishing#he would be such a good dad guys give him a chance😭#cole's talking#gravity falls#grunkle stan#stanley pines#fiddleford hadron mcgucket#fiddleford mcgucket#fiddlestan#fiddleford x stanley#fiddleford x fiddleford's wife x stanley#just hear me out guys 🙏#fiddleford's wife
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Thinking about ambrosia not working for Jason Grace in Blood of Olympus because he hasn’t figured out where he belongs and who he wants to be yet. Thinking about him figuring it out, and, before anything else he decides to be, him stating that his home is wherever Piper and Leo are.
Thinking about him taking ambrosia after the Gaia fight, not sure if it will even work. Thinking maybe it’ll be a mix of his favorite foods from CHB and Camp Jupiter, or maybe that it’ll switch.
Thinking about Jason, utterly devastated about what happened to Leo, taking ambrosia for the first time in ages, and it does work, but instead of tasting like any of the foods from either camp it tastes like the tacos Leo made for them on that first mission in the sewer.
#valgrace#jason grace#leo valdez#leo x jason#this did come to me specifically in the context of a valgrace fic however it could be platonically devastating too#Alternatively if it’s in a universe where BoO ends differently it could just be very funny#Leo never lets him hear the end of it because that’s such a sap thing to have as a favorite memory#(He’s melting inside but shhhh)#The lost hero#hoo#heroes of olympus#Gonna try actually posting this since tumblr was weirdly nice about putting my sideblog post in the tags yesterday
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𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 || 𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫
pairing: lip gallagher x fem!reader
summary: just lip being a cute bf + debbie and ian being little shits
warnings: lowercase on purpose. poorly written tbh. swearing but y’all know how it is. heavily unedited. gen said yolo so i’m posting
A/N: i’ve been on hiatus for god knows how long but my roommate and i started watching shameless and i can’t get this mfer out of my head. things w school and life are hard rn so i just wrote this comfy cozy little thing in my notes app. yolo asf.
wordcount: probably like 500 or less idk i wrote it in my notes app at 1am
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you’re nestled in lip’s arms, high up on his rickety top bunk. somewhere between finishing your nails and kissing until you could barely breathe, you had fallen asleep right against his chest.
you stirred now, your cozy world interrupted a squeaky little voice. “are you in love with her?” debbie questions.
lip shushes his sister, “be quiet, she’s sleeping.”
you were wide awake now, but much too comfortable to move and make that little fact known. plus, you wanted to hear his answer.
“i asked you a question dummy. are you in love with her?”
lip stutters, “i-i dunno. i really like her, okay?”
you’re satisfied with that answer. “in love” was a little too much too quick. but “really like” was something that made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
“what d’ya like about her?” ian presses.
you can practically hear the gears turning in lip’s head as his siblings impatiently await a response.
“she’s- i dunno, she’s pretty?” lip replies. you hold back a scowl, annoyed at him for not having a better answer.
“yeah, great rack,” debbie comments.
“jesus, deb!” lip’s head falls back in frustration, one hand coming to cradle your head as not to wake you with the sudden motion.
“cut the shit lip,” ian interrupts. “tell us what you really think.”
you hold your breath as you wait for his response. his lips brush your hairline before he sighs. “she’s sweet, yeah? real kind.”
“a real woman of the people,” ian snorts, “princess diana type.” then “ow!” as you hear debbie shove him.
“and- and she’s real smart, too,” lip continues. “really, really fuckin’ smart. an’ she works hard. she just tires herself out sometimes.”
he strokes your hair gently, pressing a few more fleeting kisses to your forehead.
“you’re so whipped.”
you hear debbie shove her brother again, and this time ian fights back, the two making a ruckus as they push each other back and forth.
“come on guys, out. now.” lip orders his siblings around with that same stern voice you’ve heard plenty of times before.
debbie pouts. “but-“
“no buts. go on, she’s fuckin’ sleepin’ in here an’ you’re gonna wake her up. fuck off.”
“we were just-“
“fuck. off.”
“jesus,” you can practically hear ian roll his eyes. “alright, alright. we’re going.”
debbie yells for fiona as the two shuffle out of the room, not bothering to close the door behind them.
you smirk to yourself as lip groans above you, showing your cards. “you’re awake?”
you peer up at him through your lashes, a smirk planted on your lips that he’s just dying to kiss off. “can’t believe your little sister said i have a great rack,” you whisper.
lip laughs, loud and genuine. “yeah, she’s been stuffing fi’s old training bras. growin’ up an’ shit. i don’t like it.”
you’re quiet for a moment, admiring him. you know how important those kids are to him. he’d do just about anything for them, including the minor crimes you find him tangled up in on a weekly basis. he loves them like they’re his own kids, which honestly they kind of are. they may shove each other around, curse each other out, yell and scream at the top of their lungs, but at the end of the day lip has been more of a father to his siblings than frank ever was.
“you really meant all that?” you ask.
lip looks down at you, his blue eyes soft in the dim light. “yeah. yeah, i did. meant every word.”
you smile, leaning up to place a solid kiss on his lips. “for what it’s worth,” you murmur, “i really like you too.”
#shameless#lip gallagher x reader#lip gallagher x you#lip gallagher x y/n#lip gallagher fluff#lip gallagher#shameless fanfiction#idek how to tag anymore i’ve lost my tumblr interface memory and abilities#sos.#❀ written by maggie [fics]
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something something blood-soaked hands cradling your face something something
anyway here's the post btw
#what if post dp3 logan struggles to emotionally accept that wade Will Actually For Real Survive Anything#and one time they are fighting some random baddies#and they somehow get in a few shots straight to wade's cranium and he drops like a bag of slutty slutty potatoes#and logan goes full berserker trying to get to him#like he just massacres everyone in his way and wade still isnt getting up ohnoohnoohnonotagainohno#(healing factor or no a few direct shots to the brain stem/t box take a bit to recover from)#(no more than five minutes but it's an eternity to logan)#and his heart sinks to the very core of the earth as he kneels down next to wade's body#and his hands are shaking and soaked in blood and he can't seem to sheathe his claws in his dazed adrenalined state#he tries to peel back wade's mask and fear is just *pounding* through his system because in that moment#all he can see are the xmen dead in massive pools of blood#and that feeling of unreality is rushing over him like thiscantbehappeningthiscantbehappeningnotagainohgodnotagain#wade's still and unresponsive and there is so Much BLOOD (hard to tell how much is Wade's and how much is just on his hands)#and logan doesn't even realize he's crying until suddenly wade's eyes light up like a computer restarting#and he's smiling and gasping and joking immediately#“well howdy there hot stuff what did I miss?”#and then he clocks that logan is Not Okay#“... well gee willikers golly goddamn peanut 'twas only a flesh wound! no need to go all waterworks over lil ol me”#“you know it would take a helluva lot more than that to make me shuffle off this here mortal coil!”#“see all better I'm hunky dory peachy keen right as fucking rain”#“I mean cmon I can't have been out for more than five minutes so let's just go back to you being exasperated with my bullshit antics okay??#“...okay sugarboobs? snookums? babycakes?.... Logan?”#and they just sit there on the floor holding each other for a while#wade babbling and logan crying about everything he's lost and wondering distantly how he has come to care so much#about this blithering jokester in like barely a week#that the thought of losing him brought him crashing back to the worst memory of his extremely rough life#anyway that's enough tag mini fic lolol I'm having feelings about my own drawing I guess 😵#poolverine#deadpool and wolverine#poolverine art
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cant stop thinking abt that merthur fic where they were married but then merlin got amnesia and arthur had to pretend they were just roommates and merlin reread his favourite book but didnt like it anymore. that shit had me STRESSED
#everyones like i wish i lost my memory so i could experience x again for the first time#BUT WHO SAYS YOULL EXPERIENCE IT IN THE SAME WAY#WHEN MERLIN SAID HE DIDNT LIKE THE BOOK ARTHUR AND I BOTH HAD A HEART ATTACK BTW#OMFGGGG MERTHUR FIC WRITERS ARE CRAZY. WHERES THE NOBEL PRIZES#ignore me#merthur
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I am CRUING LAUGHING AT THIS
#IDK WHY THIS IS SO FUNNY TO ME BUT IM WHEEZING OVER HERE DHDBFBDBDBDHEHSEJSBDBF#THE EXPRESSIONS COMBINED WITH THE DIALOGUE ARE SENDING ME DBDBDBDB#like i think bc they can’t say thank god in the show but it’s such a natural thing to say#I have a vivid memory of wanting to write Ferb saying ‘oh thank God’ in a fic but I was like I can’t it’s out of character#‘could take people out of the story’#BUT IM ABOUT TO GO BACK AND CHANGE THAT RN BDBDBDBDNS#BC THIS IS THE FUNNEIST SHIT#IMMDBS#HEBDBDBDBSBSBSBDBFNRBDBDBEEVEV#I’m going to print this and tape it to my wall#gravity falls#lost legends#gravity falls lost legends#dipper pines
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two pieces in one day? I've actually had this one on the queue for a minute because I've been working on this project for AWHILE and am VERY excited to be finally posting it! Me and my wonderful co-author over on AO3 have been working on a durge/astarion fic which you can read here! Chapter one is up, I'll be posting my illustrations for it on tumblr :)
art ft. lobotomy haircut arthur :) next here
#im like very very excited 2 finally be posting this weve been working on it for AWHILE#anyway if you want to go read abt astarion being a traumatized hot fucking mess#& my idiot no memories durge following him around like a lost puppy following a mean alleycat......... go read our fic :)#astarion#the dark urge#durge oc#durgestarion#astarion/the dark urge#bg3#my art#oc art#arthur
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Wip Wednesday
do I have the stage where I start new wips but barely write the one's I have because I'm super indecisive and not inspired? yes. let's hope soon I will be fine and work on my wips I want to work on. Anyway meet new wip where bucktommy will have long angst in their relationship because Tommy needs to grief "what ifs" with Sal he never thought about till he sees Sal as Captain of 118 (it's an au where Sal is a captain instead of Gerass)(it's only the start of the fic btw)
thanks to nonny @racerchix21 and this song (the title taken from the song and it's "I tried to go on like I never knew you"
Tommy knows it all should be in the past. In stolen kisses in bars they knew Gerrard and the team would never come too. In usually passionate and wild - almost never tender and sweet - sex. In secrets they shared under sheets, when they both knew that the moment their fabric cover was gone they couldn't talk about those moments of comfort and vulnerability they shared. In breakfast’s Sal made for him and his nonna's lasagna recipe Tommy cooked for the man. In wild dreams Tommy knew could never be a reality. Especially not when Sal changed stations and firstly their meetups were less and less frequent until they stopped after Sal’s wedding.
And Tommy swears he thought he was over it. Over Sal. Over dreams of the future they could never share. But one look at the man whose appearance barely changed since Tommy last saw him five years ago, staying near 118 trucks the same way he always did, while talking with Chim, and all that got back at him. All the memories of stolen love and painful hope to be happy, proud and loved. Preferably by his “best friend”. By the one of the best men he ever met even if they could be rough with each other or rude or just wrong. Sal always came back with sorry, that Tommy knew was genuine. They were so wrong together, but also so wrongly perfect. So electric. Sal made him feel how almost no one could. Only his first crush Eric from the army, Sal and …
“Hey, handsome, sorry for the delay, Hen needed help to choose a present for Karen,” Evan kissed his cheeks, smiling like thousands of suns.
If Tommy didn’t know and was pretty acquainted with Evan’s quirks and little signs of his fatigue, he would never think the man just ended his 48 hour shift.
“It’s fine, baby.”
Tommy smiles and he hopes his inner turmoil of seeing an old friend is not shown on his face.
“Have you met my new captain yet?”
“No, but I don’t need to.”
Evan adorably tits his head and Tommy wants his heart to be so fast only because of it and the taste of Evan’s lip balm on his cheek, but he swears he can feel the taste of liquor he and Sal were drinking last time they kissed. Right before Sal asked Jennifer out on their first date.
“I worked with Sal. Even more than Chim and Hen,” Tommy says and Evan for a second frowns and then hits his face.
“And they were no less inseparable as you and Eddie,” Chim says, with the loud sound of gum bubbles breaking.
Tommy doesn’t know when he and Sal got closer to them, but he would really happy if they never see that Tommy was there at all.
“God, of course. In my defense it was so long ago I just haven’t even thought that all three of you were a team.”
“Yeah, I left the station almost a decade ago and it feels like it was in another life, so it’s fine, Buck.”
Sal smiles at his boyfriend and Tommy wants to make as much room between them as possible. Maybe it will help him to to separate all these feelings of worry and anxiety and love and confusion from the sight of the man he had loved for years, but had never had the opportunity to own his love completely for himself, never feeling that Sal had given him his heart, and a man who he knows is step away from get into his own chest and rip out his heart with all the vessels and give it to Tommy if he just says the word. Sal would never do it even if Tommy would beg
I was tagged by @tizniz @cal-daisies-and-briars @diazheartsbuckley @diazsdimples
Tagging @wikiangela @neverevan @hippolotamus @watchyourbuck @evnnkinard @evansboyfriend @evanbegins @evanbi-ckley @repressedqueen @rogerzsteven @racerchix21 @eddiebabygirldiaz @theotherbuckley @pirrusstuff @saybiwithme @steadfastsaturnsrings @devirnis @giddyupbuck @honestlydarkprincess @kinard-buckley @loveyouanyway @lonelychicago @bigfootsmom @bekkachaos @bi-buckrights @bewilderedbuckley @monsterrae1 and anyone who wants to
#I really wanted to write this idea where Saltommy were pretty toxic but not exactly exes#but Sal is happy married man who grieved that he and Tommy were right person but wrong time and moved to his happiness#while Tommy boxed his pain and thought he is over Sal#but Sal is now in 118 and Tommy suddenly faces all the pain and memories and what ifs#and his grief for a while effects his relationship with Buck#and yes no cheating in this fic#Sal is actually good guy here and wants only best for Tommy#who will self sabotage for a while while dealing with the grief of love that he lost and trying to fully embrace the one he has now#saltommy#<- the past(maybe even some flashbacks and not just overall description)#bucktommy#my wips#fic: I tried to go on like I never knew you#sal deluca#evan buckley#tommy kinard#tevan#kinley#kinkley#evan buck buckley#Spotify#salommy
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I think my favorite breed of RenHeng is definitely:
Even in the Shackling Prison, Dan Heng had just enough memories of Yingxing to be hopelessly, achingly in love with the man despite never meeting him in his current life, spending years agonizing over the cognitive dissonance of wanting to leave every single shred of his previous incarnation behind but being unable and unwilling to let go of the exquisite gentleness and warmth of that one person--
Only to be told that Blade is Yingxing. That his greatest source of horror and anger is the same person whose calloused fingers nightly trace the line of his cheek in his favorite dream, the one that used to make Dan Heng feel like a treasure, like something worth keeping--
And how, how is it fair that he's still being punished? How deep are the sins of his past that he isn't even allowed to keep the illusion of being wanted? How could Dan Feng take every fleeting glimmer of Yingxing's love and leave Dan Heng with only his hate?
How is he supposed to live, having all these broken, beautiful memories--and still having nothing at all?
#dan heng#blade#renheng#honkai star rail#I'M JUST SAYIN'#that is a very very good flavor#I think the 'Dan Heng has always had at least some memory of Yingxing'#is so severely under-rated in Renheng fics#like just IMAGINE#knowing that someone once loved you with all their being#and then finding out that that's GONE#that there's nothing left but misery agony rage#and no one to blame but the version of you that had it all#and took every minute of it from YOU#that tiny frightened voice in the back of your head#daring you think it:#what if#what if you could fix it#what if you could win back what was lost#you're both monsters now#nothing more than shades of what once was#but... do you dare to imagine it?#that irresistible “maybe”...
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I know I have wayyy too many fan projects on my to-do list to warrant adding another one onto the pile (cough cough the 30-minute love triangle video essay), but for years now I've been wanting to do a rewrite/novelization of the Shadow of Ronin video game. Because like, the lore of this game has so many fucked up implications that never get acknowledged - but unlike with most fucked up Ninjago lore, the game is just obscure enough that not as many people are familiar with it enough to facilitate a broader discussion about this stuff. And dammit, I need at least one fic talking about how messed up SoR actually was and if I cannot find it I guess I'll just have to create it.
#to my fellow sor enjoyers: can we take a moment to recognize that zane absolutely wasnt having a good time for that entire game#like. aside from the whole amnesia georg situation#like. zane lost his memories. and was mentally reset to a point in his life where he was suffering from a *different* bout of memory loss#his mental health mustve been down the tubes that whole time#especially when we factor in the consideration that ronin kidnapped him and took him to chen#goddd i need to write this fic now#but also. i have way too many other fan projects and should probably prioritize the video essay ive been writing for literal months#but......shadow of ronin fanfiction....#ninjago#ninjago shadow of ronin#ninjago sor#destiny post
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Title: Lost
Pairing: Bianca (f!OC) / Sephiroth
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 448
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Setting: FF VII OG
Warnings: Violence, mental health, body horror, dystopian elements, fear / anxiety, paranoia, toxic relationships, isolation, enviromental destruction
Summary: Bianca and Sephiroth navigate the ruins of a decaying city in search of a remnant of Jenova.
Prompt Filled: Lost
Created for: #SephirothWeek hosted by @week-of-silver-winds
Excerpt:
“I think we already came this way,” the short, raven-haired woman craned her neck up and stared at the buildings towering towards the sky.
“We’re not lost. I know where we’re going.” Sephiroth replied. As he walked beside her, the wind whipped his silver hair around his waist and shoulders.
“I think we already came this way,” the short, raven-haired woman craned her neck up and stared at the buildings towering towards the sky.
Metal and other debris fell from the buildings, crashing around them, and kicked up dirt, dusting her darkened wings. Her feathers fluttered, shaking the crud from her velvet wings.
“We’re not lost. I know where we’re going.” Sephiroth replied. As he walked beside her, the wind whipped his silver hair around his waist and shoulders.
Bianca held back her sarcastic remark. His frustration echoed through the bond that tied them together. Clearly, he knew where they were going, as they passed the same bent street sign three times. He insisted he could feel the remnant of Jenova — a cluster of cells that was hidden away by Shinra.
Sephiroth walked further ahead of her now. His boots crunched over the fallen leaves and crumbled cobblestones in the relentless pursuit of his mother’s cells.
“There’s Pestock Ave again,” Bianca pointed out as they passed the green sign another time. They were going in circles — or so she thought.
Except, this sign did not read Pestock Ave. Rust eroded the first half of the name, but if one really squinted, they could make out the letters: est Prestock Ave.
Once again, Sephiroth marched forward. He held Masamune in his hand with the blade of the ōdachi pointed behind them. The black and silver blade gleamed in the moonlight flowing down on them. “This way.”
Fifteen minutes went by before they stood before a dilapidated building with a blinking green cross. Over the decaying arch, Bianca and Sephiroth could make out the words ‘Evergreen Hospital’.
As they stood before the ruined hospital, Bianca looked towards Sephiroth. Her stomach dropped. She couldn’t go in there. Through the bond that linked both of them through time and space, Bianca had been privy to the suffering Sephiroth had gone through at the hands of Hojo, as well as her own vivisections by the hands of the mad scientific and his assistant, Diana Ravenscroft. She was only alive thanks to her demonic regeneration.
No, she thought. I can’t.
“Come, Bianca.”
“Sephiroth? Are you sure it’s in there?”
He didn’t answer her. Instead, he walked to the entrance. She didn’t want to stay out there by herself. Who knew what types of fiends his presence kept at bay?
As she glanced over and stared at the back of his leather coat, which contoured to his body and stopped at his ankles, Bianca took a deep, steadying breath. He held the door open for her. Despite the anxiety rising in her, she stepped inside.
Still, she wondered if they were still lost.
tagging some fellow mutuals: @themaradwrites @littleshopofchaos @serenofroses @megandaisy9 @watermeezer
@nightingaleflow @seastarblue @prehistoric-creatures @creativechaosqueen
@chickensarentcheap
#sephirothweek#seph-week2024#seph-week:fwc#seph-week: fwc: ff#oc: bianca moore - ff#character: sephiroth#sephiroth#opt: bianca / sephiroth#oc x canon#sephiroth x oc#final fantasy vii fan fiction#ff vii fan fiction#bardic tales#bardic-tales#fic: memories from the lifestream#seph-week: day 1: lost#au: canon divergence#fwc#fwc: ff#flash fiction: fwc: ff
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WIP Wednesday (MLC amnesia fic edition)
Happy Wednesday! I'm taking one more week off sharing excerpts of my long fic to share bits from the amnesia/discovering mind control bug fic! (It's finally all drafted and will hopefully be posted on AO3 soon!) Enjoy! (You can find the previous excerpt here.)
“A-Fei,” Li Lianhua murmured, his voice shaky as though it had been drawn from a-Fei’s own lungs. His pupils dilated as his gaze slid to his waistband, then trailed a burning path from a-Fei’s navel to his throat, before fixing on his lips. “This isn’t–” He swallowed, his finger twitching against the band of a-Fei’s pants. “You don’t remember all the reasons we shouldn’t.”
That was all the answer he needed. “I don’t care,” a-Fei said, lurching forward to cup Li Lianhua’s face with his hand. “Neither should you.”
For an instant, Li Lianhua leaned into the touch, his eyes falling closed, and his head tipping back with a shuddering exhale.
Then he pulled away, lowering a-Fei’s hand with him. “I can’t. I can’t, a-Fei.”
This didn’t make any sense. He obviously wanted to. What was stopping him?
Oh. Of course. “Is there someone else? Fang Duobing?”
Li Lianhua’s eyes bulged. “What?”
It didn’t take long to come to a decision. “I don’t mind sharing,” he said with a nod.
Li Lianhua flushed. “Why would you–it’s not–he’s my–” he spluttered helplessly, before abandoning any attempt at an excuse and hitting him on the arm instead. “Don’t be ridiculous. And anyway, I’ve seen your so-called sharing at dinner. No thanks.”
A-Fei crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re not a chicken leg. And that wasn’t sharing. I know the difference.” He couldn’t exactly remember sharing things in the past, but he couldn’t remember most things at the moment, so that didn’t have to mean anything. And regardless, it was just another skill to master. He could do it.
Li Lianhua was worth it.
#mysterious lotus casebook#WIP Wednesday#my fic#amnesia#Di Feisheng#Li Lianhua#Fang Duobing#Dihua#Feihua#hints of future difanghua#Come for the humor#stay for the exploration of different types of memory and what is and isn't lost when you can't remember your past or who you are#amnesia is so much more of a mindfuck than fic and media show
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after knowing the whole story of Breath of the Wild and Tears of the Kingdom, I still can't believe Nintendo really went for the Princess and the Knight trope
#and i love it#zelink#botw#totk#breath of the wild#tears of the kingdom#cause I mean sometimes I think about the story#and I just wonder was it a fic that I read??#did the calamity really happen and zelda and link went through all that shit and lost ppl they loved?#and link wakes up 100 years later with no memories?#but then only hears a voice of a woman to help him find his memories and learn that he's the one who has to defeat the calamity#plus how they didn't get along at the beginning#and somehow also became a 'from enemies to lovers' trope#then with tears of the kingdom the whole story just shows about the LEGEND of ZELDA#and the things she went through and what she had to do to save Hyrule#and link's whole mission for the entire game was to find her#screw defeating ganondorf he just wants his wife back#honestly best zelda and link by far in the zelda series#like what would the next zelda game be like??#plus the game director himself is zelink shipper so 👀#okay ill shutup now lol
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Don't know if you know anything about Sky: Children of the Light (that sky game) but imagine if all of Desmond's ancestors ended up reincarnating in that world?
Yes, that means Desmond meeting Altaïr and Haytham and Ratonhnhaké:ton and Ezio and all of them
That also means the assassins flying into walls for the first several hours
Be funny if they ran into Malik by hearing him yell "NOVICE" out of nowhere after Altaïr runs into a wall
It’s a chill game so I have a feeling Desmond would believe they’re in heaven.
Hell, all of them probably believe that since they remember how they died.
So this would be a more on the relaxing side of ‘plot’.
Then again…
They have Jacob Frye and he certainly has questions on how they fly.
Questions that can only be answered by ‘experimenting’.
Malik always knew something was going to happen whenever he sees Altaïr with Jacob as Jacob had ideas and Altaïr believed that ideas should be considered.
No.
That was just his favorite excuse.
Altaïr had the habit of ignoring safety if it meant he would find an answer to a question he or someone else posed.
Especially when it became clear that they were more or less indestructible in this place.
“Novice!” Malik shouted in an effort to stop him but Altaïr had long held a stance of “I can say I didn’t hear Malik and bullshit my way out of it” whenever he knew Malik would not agree to what he was doing.
It was bad enough they had managed to rope Arno into their experiments.
It was worse how Malik seemed to be the only one who dared to stop Altaïr.
Evie would try to stop her brother but, after he had gotten Altaïr’s support, she had looked the other way, unable to raise her voice against one of the legends of their Brotherhood.
Ezio did not join but he just laughed, believing Altaïr knew his limits.
That man?
Knowing his limits?
The only thing he knew about limits was that there will always be the possibility of breaking them.
Desmond was the worst offender though.
The only thing stopping Desmond from joining Altaïr and Jacob (and now their poor recruit Arno) was that he was always around other people who would say no in his stead.
Because the last time Desmond joined this experiments, Desmond’s knowledge had propelled them to the highest of heights…
To the very edge of where oxygen stayed.
It was a very stressful day for everyone. No one even knew how Desmond had done it but everyone knew that, as much as Jacob brought inspiration to Altaïr…
Desmond was the one who pushed it far beyond the limits.
So yes.
This heaven (or wherever this is) can be quite stressful for Malik.
#it's unclear but desmond knows things he shouldn't know#and he doesn't know why#it's because he lost his memories from the time he was the reader#but retained the knowledge he accumulated#it needs a trigger though#assassin's creed#desmond miles#altaïr ibn la'ahad#jacob frye#malik al sayf#ask and answer#teecup writes/has a plot#fic idea: assassin's creed
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"She's so charmin', y'know! She's just so--"
#critical role#imogearne#imogen x fearne#ygifs#IMOGEN GETTIN LOST FOR A SECOND IN FEARNE'S GAYZE AND SHE STARTS STAMMERING Iiiiiiii#fearne making imogen blush but imogen JUMPS on the FIRST distraction from that is SOOO good 2 me it's like ooook#she literally literally immediately is like ANYWAY and it's SO good y'all just had a moment and you literally are like UH SO WHATD YOU SAY#I just want to chew on it I just want to study it I just want to take out a mortgage with it and really have holiday card memories with it#you have a 6ft faun you keep reminding everyone is hot leaning towards you teasing you to choose between her and you what - don't lose it?ok#being able to fluster even stressed out imogen like that power trip alone I hope she starts to chase that feeling#the FOREVER GONDOLA RIDES is what I'll title the fic of fearne constantly flirting with imogen just to try to fluster her#and imogen's just like I don't think I should be alone with fearne and everyone's like all right makes sense#and she’s beetred cos she wanted them to ASK WHY so she could try to have a dialogue about Thinking? Fearne is Flirting#but she's like that with everyone!!!!! and they all are like yeah that's true and imogen just is like . of course ! ! ! and they squint#like you knew this why do you seem disappointed all of a sudden and imogen vax-es out of the room#it's NOT that she LIKES her LIKE THAT it's NOTHIN I'm watching it cos it's like this is happening while also not happening pretty gay
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