#maybe I'll finally write a fic
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synthsays · 1 year ago
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Ok so I was thinking about the fact every time the timeline changes Marty has to get to know a new doc bc even the smallest change could've altered him. And the Doc at the beginning of the aka the original is canonicly dead because he never got the latter bc Marty hadn't gone back in time yet. But according to the game at least (some people don't consider it canon but for this post I do) by 1986 they still have the DeLorean so Marty can still time travel by 1986. Just to get this out there I think we can all agree that time travel has not been the best thing in Marty's life, and has probably def taken a toll on his whole mental state. Not to mention even though he has a better life in the alternate timeline (aka his Dad's not a nerd and his mom doesn't drink I don't think) he KNOWS he had a original family that he left behind (lol What I Left Beind reference). So that was all to say at almost any point Marty could take the DeLorean and go back to before that night to try and regain his original life. Obv this isn't a fool proof plan bc he would still have all his memories of everything but just maybe he could get a tiny bit a therapy. But there also happens to be original Marty in this timeline. And while I was thinking abt this whole thing I realized, " wait, what if Marty killed the og version of himself to try and take his place and live a "normal" life?" So yeah that would be cool might write a fic abt it idk >:]
TLDR; What if there was an AU where Marty stole the DeLorean and went back to the original 1985 timeline to kill the og version of himself and take his place in attempt to live his original life again?
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kedreeva · 9 months ago
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OC Askbox Game
I'm avoiding writing and you probably are too, so let's at least think about our characters while we do it.
You know the drill- send me a number (ONE number, you can come back for more) and I'll answer for an OC of your choice (if you know their name) or my choice (if you don't know their name). Feel free to name some of your OCs in the tags of your reblog, if you want to be asked about them.
How did you choose their name?
Were they created for the story, or was the story created for them?
Do they have a love interest, and was that their choice or yours?
Do they have a best friend? If so, how did they meet? If not, have they ever/why never?
Did they have a pet as a child?
What catalyzed their introduction to the plot?
What attribute of them (some facet of their personality, their history, their look, or whatever etc) would you find most important to somehow preserve if they were transplanted to an AU fanfic?
If your character's financial situation were to suddenly flip (someone poor becoming rich, someone rich becoming poor, etc), how well would they handle it? What would be the first thing they would do?
If your character could have handed their role in the plot to someone else, would they have?
Free Space #1: Which of your OCs would be most likely to survive a zombie apocalypse? Which would die immediately?
Does your character have a pet peeve?
Has your character committed any crimes (per their universe's laws)? If not, which crime would your character most likely commit?
Who is your character's closest (by relation, fondness, or distance) blood relative?
How does your character feel about riding horses (or your world's closest approximation of a horse if it lacks horses)?
Is your character's first instinct fight or flight? Is there something that could force them to do the opposite?
What is your character's favorite leisure activity?
Is your character holding any grudges? Are they likely to stop?
If your character were trapped on a deserted island, what three things would they want to have with them? Which person would they absolutely hate to be trapped there with? Which person would they enjoy being trapped there with?
Does your character have any health issues, whether they're aware of them or not?
Free Space #2: Which of your OCs would you most like to meet in person, if they could become real (or you could visit them) for a day?
Final Question: Ask me your own question about my OC
Remember: play nice! Send an ask to the person you reblogged this from, and try to send a few to folks that reblog from you!
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bcdrawsandwrites · 7 months ago
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(Please reblog if you want to, do not repost! Do not post to Pinterest!)
[ID: A Team Fortress 2 fanfic cover featuring a render of Pyro and Spy standing back-to-back in profile, with Pyro facing left and Spy facing right, standing against a dark purple background. Spy is smoking. Both characters have a yellow/orange rim lighting. Above them is the title of the fic, Flickering, glowing the same glowing yellow/orange. /end ID]
Fandom: Team Fortress 2
Rating: K+
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Friendship
Characters: Spy, Pyro, all the other mercs, and Miss Pauling (primarily Spy and Pyro, but everyone else has important moments too)
Warnings: TF2-typical violence, PTSD, panic attacks, trauma in general (none of these guys are okay)
Description: After the events of the comics, the mercs try to go back to how things were, but it's never that easy.
Spy can see his teammates going through their own struggles… but something seems to be very, very wrong with Pyro in particular.
And since no one else seems to be doing anything about this, Spy makes it his mission to get to the bottom of what is troubling Pyro. For no particular reason.
Beta Readers: @mechmolar, @gonturan0, @junuve (Teeth (mechmolar) also did the render for the cover!)
Notes: This fic is legit like around 80% complete already because it takes me forever to actually post anything these days. I'll be posting new chapters as I feel like it. It'll be around 10 chapters in total. Also, Pyro is nonhuman and uses it/its pronouns in this fic. Okay? Okay.
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Prologue
They were pretty sure they knew what awaited them when they got to Gray Mann's base. Or, Spy was sure, anyway. Mann was after the same Australium they were, and they'd be interrogated for what little they knew. And he wasn’t going to get that information out of them easily.
Spy’s tongue nudged one of his fake teeth. The time would come for that eventually.
His suspicions were confirmed when Demo, still distraught from the loss of Sniper, was dragged out by a couple of the enemy mercs, who snickered over the ways they could "make him talk."
That left him, Miss Pauling, Soldier, Zhanna, and Pyro, all of them chained up in a tiny room, waiting out their fate.
Well, until that thing entered.
It was the other team's pyro. Their Pyro perked up with an interested hum when it saw the other, only to jump—as much as it could with its feet chained to the floor—when the enemy pyro removed its face.
Spy had, admittedly, been caught off-guard, but rolled his eyes immediately after. This was not like their Pyro. This one was a human—a woman, her face scarred with old burns and one eye missing, her hair pepper gray with half her scalp scarred over. The fact that she was human had startled him more than any disfigurement could have.
Of course, he had to remind himself that his team was the exception, as always. They'd become so accustomed to the incredibly strange nature of their comrade that it felt eerie to actually see a human behind a similar mask.
Pyro must have felt the same, with the way it tilted its head with a hum of consternation.
The woman stared at it in turn. "Hm. This one seems promising."
Miss Pauling's head shot up, but Spy nudged her and subtly shook his head.
Unfortunately, Soldier was not on their wavelength. "That one? HAH! If you need a building burned to the ground, maybe! But Pyro doesn't talk!"
One of the woman's eyebrows raised in interest. "Really."
Spy shut his eyes, imagining himself flipping open his butterfly knife and driving it through Soldier's throat.
"Nope! It's completely incomprehensible! It can’t tell you anything! The rest of us won’t, either—we will not yield under torture, especially not me. Though I'd love to see you try!"
"Soldier, no!" Zhanna cried. "I must be tortured first!"
But the enemy pyro did not respond to them—likely still staring at their Pyro. "It doesn't, eh?" she said, putting a heavy emphasis on the pronoun. "Good. I like a challenge."
Seconds later, several robots filed into the room, immediately heading for Pyro and unlocking its shackles from the floor. Pyro mumbled something at them.
"Wait, no!" Soldier cried. "Pick me, pick me! I'm a good challenge!"
But the robots paid them no mind as they escorted Pyro out, and Spy cracked an eye open to see it showed no signs of worrying about what was about to happen. The door slammed shut, and he let out a sigh, tipping his head back. "Soldier, you are going to get us all killed."
"We're gonna die anyway!" Soldier protested. "We can at least go down fighting!"
"We are not going to go down fighting, you imbecile. We are—" He stopped himself there, deciding he didn't particularly want to reflect on their fates with someone who wasn't going to care anyway.
"Poor Pyro," Miss Pauling murmured. "What are they going to do to it?"
Spy shrugged. "Better it than us." He lowered his voice. "With luck, they'll waste several hours trying to get information out of it before they realize Soldier, idiot that he is, was more-or-less telling the truth. That may buy us some time."
"You think we can still get out of this?" she whispered, hope edging into her voice.
"Not likely. We're probably delaying the inevitable." His tongue nudged one of his molars.
"We'll have to hope.” Miss Pauling sighed, staring at the door. "I guess Demo or Pyro could break out."
Spy barely resisted the urge to snort. "The drunkard? Not likely. Pyro? Who knows."
"I still can't imagine what they would do to it."
Spy tipped his head back to regard the ceiling for a moment. "Who can say? Waterboarding, perhaps?” A random guess, and he snorted at the absurdity of it. “Though I struggle to imagine what could break that creature."
"Neither could the Administrator. That's one of the reasons she recruited it." Miss Pauling shook her head. "If that's the case, maybe it'll find a way to break out. And break us out of here."
"Unless it decides to burn down the whole base with us inside. Regardless, resisting torture and breaking free are two different things. But we shall see."
Soldier groaned. "But when's it gonna be my turn to get tortured for information?"
"Will be our turn soon," Zhanna reassured him.
Spy heaved a sigh, and Miss Pauling shut her eyes.
They sat in uncomfortable silence (save for Soldier and Zhanna's chatter) for some time, Spy keeping an eye on the door while Miss Pauling stared at the floor, lost in her own thoughts.
The minutes ticked on. For how long, Spy was uncertain—he couldn't reach his watch to read it, and the feeling of dread in the air was not helping with their perception of time. Next to him, Miss Pauling occasionally muttered to herself, and every so often he could pick up phrases.
"...and we could go back to Australia, and..."
"...if Scout or Heavy are still out there..."
"...and Sniper could... wait, no..."
Sighing, he almost considered tuning her out, but it was a good distraction from his nicotine cravings, at least.
At some point, she raised her head. "Where is it?"
Spy raised an eyebrow. "Hm?"
"Pyro. They've been keeping it for a long time."
"Yes. Demo has been gone for some time, too."
"Yeah, but... they can get information out of him." She turned to face him again, and an unspoken question hung in the air.
Spy returned her gaze. "Miss Pauling, if you are under the impression that we are in the hands of anyone other than violent sadists, I do not know what to tell you."
Before she could react, the door burst open.
“I VOLUNTEER!” Soldier cried, straining against his manacles.
But instead of their captors, Pyro stumbled into the room.
Spy would have hoped that it had indeed broken loose and come to rescue them had it not been for the fact that its hands were shackled behind its back.
The robots escorted Pyro to the end of the bench, where they shackled its feet to the floor. Meanwhile, the enemy pyro stepped into the room.
"Finally!" Soldier exclaimed. "You've had your turn, Pyro. Now it's mine!"
"Our turn," Zhanna corrected.
With an unfriendly smile, the woman turned to face them. "If you insist."
While the robots got to work escorting the two least intelligent people out of the room, Spy and Miss Pauling looked over their recently-returned companion. "Pyro?" Miss Pauling whispered. "You okay, buddy?"
Pyro said nothing, sitting still on the bench and facing forward.
"...Well, it looks okay, anyway." Miss Pauling shrugged. "Guess the Administrator was right."
"Hm." Spy's eyes narrowed as he continued to look Pyro over. While it was true that it looked more-or-less uninjured—the suit was a little roughed up, but that was it—he couldn't be too sure that it was unharmed. The enemy wouldn't have just done nothing with it, and the way Pyro did not answer them, nor even respond to its surroundings, was not encouraging.
Nor was the fact that it was trembling.
But before he could analyze Pyro's behavior any further, the doors burst open again, and this time a barely-coherent Demo was practically dragged into the room.
In the whirlwind of events that followed, the torture that their fellow mercs had endured was nearly all but forgotten.
But it would not stay that way.
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pfhwrittes · 3 months ago
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uhhh so i realised that i need to do romcom research and i haven't watched a romcom in a loooooong while. so, beloved friends, what are your favourite romcoms?
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makeadealwithdean · 1 year ago
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all these gifs make me think of are a scenario where you and Sam are together. he's your dom, and he was reluctant to let you separate from him on this case, but you insisted, and it really was more efficient to split up to talk to witnesses. so you do, and Sam calls to tell you what he's found out...and to tell you to get back to the motel, but you're not so keen on getting back yet. so you mouth off a little a lot. a big no-no in Sam's book.
he ducks away from the people he's with for the rest of the conversation:
"I'm not asking. I want you back at the motel, waiting for me by the time I get back, you hear me?"
"Mmm," you hum, pretending to consider his words as if they don't make every muscle in your body tense with anticipation.
"If you think I'm playing right now, you are sorely mistaken. Listen to me," he punctuates his words, "if you aren't waiting for me in position when I get back, I will punish you, and it won't be something you'll enjoy. You can bet on that."
You gulp and swallow, nodding, even though you know he can't see you. You say softly, all fight drained by his words, "Yes, sir."
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saline-coelacanth · 2 months ago
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The ever conflicting urge of wanting to talk about stories and plot points I've come up with for aus but also wanting to keep my mouth shut because what if I write a fic for this one day and I don't want to spoil it
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gardenofearthlydelightss · 2 months ago
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Love you 'till forever
I look up from my book and see you sleeping
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Sleeping on the sofa, wearing my pullover
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Walking down the streets on little feet
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I could almost eat you, lucky me to meet you
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cerealboxlore · 2 years ago
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Billy Batson and the Supersons
so. I'm burning out like crispy bacon rn.
But hear me out
Magic is going haywire all over the world and the Justice League has to intervene. Unfortunately, Captain Marvel isn't anywhere to be found, bc apparently he's gone missing/M.I.A. One thing leads to another the the Justice League comes to the idea that whatever happened is powered by something in Fawcett city, where Captain Marvel went missing. Investigations and whatnot begin.
The Supersons tagged along for whatever reason, idk, maybe they snuck their way there bc they wanted to prove themselves or didn't want to be left out. When the two are investigating a strange and abandoned subway station for clues that just had a tiger pop out of it, they are met with a homeless kid in a red hoodie, who doesn't look too accepting of other people being there. Billy at this point in time has not met the super sons yet, thus, their first meeting being...chaotic
Despite Jon and Damian obviously being prepared and powerful, Billy doesn't care and doesn't believe that they are superhero's kids (Jon and Damian are in civies clothes), thinking they're trouble makers and getting in the way of his magical issues rn (like not being able to become Captain Marvel)
This leads to an interesting team up where the super sons have found someone who knows more than they are telling, and work together behind the League's back to find the truth. And maybe become friends along the way
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merakiui · 1 year ago
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azul has that single dad on vacation vibe nailed to a T in that new card and i’m going insane. i will be his wifey so he never again has to be a single dad on vacation
He's literally this:
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But it's okay because he makes it look so good. orz I will also be his wifey so that when he has his next vacation trip he won't be alone. <3 anything to make dilf Azul happy hehe!!! >:3c
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jade-of-mourning · 1 year ago
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*pokes head into fandom* hi whaddup it's lychee and it's been four years since i last existed here and wow has shit (in general) went down </3 i missed will treaty so i came back
(it's too late; the ranger's apprentive brainrot has set in and i've finished the first 10 books in five days)
(the full scribble is under the cut)
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also does anyone know why medibang saturation just Vanishes once you download the image? or am i just stupid
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jenny-from-the-bau · 4 months ago
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X-files, but it's Emily as Mulder and JJ as Scully
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jackshiccup · 11 months ago
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house sitting for my sister while she's on holiday and the first thing i'm going to do is rewatch httyd 2 on her 85 inch flat screen tv just as god intended
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daisymae-12 · 1 year ago
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WIP Wednesday
thanks for the (early - though not for us!) tags @welcometololaland @kiwiana-writes & for the Seven Sentence Sunday tags @inexplicablymine @suseagull04 @rmd-writes @myheartalivewrites @tintagel-or-cockleshells @leaves-of-laurelin @cha-melodius (I write too slow to have enough to share on both days 🥲 consider this your tag back for today ❤️)
ok I said this last week, but for real this is the last snippet of vampire fic I'm sharing because it's not actually that long and I'm running out of bits to share that don't spoil much 😬 fingers crossed I finish this soon !! 🤞🏻
"You were going to kill me?!” Any minute now, he’s going to wake up from this completely unhinged nightmare. Surely.  “No! No– don’t be silly. Of course not,” Henry says, looking aghast at the thought. “Don’t be silly?!” Alex repeats hysterically. “I don’t think I’m the one being silly here sweetheart.”  There’s a beat of silence as they stare at each other, while Alex’s mind struggles to thread all the clues together. But then finally, “Wait, are you telling me you’re a fucking vampire?”  Henry scrubs a hand down his face. “Well–”
tagging everyone up there ^ and also: @anincompletelist @heybuddy-drabbles @happiness-of-the-pursuit @affectionatelyrs @littlemisskittentoes @gwiazdziarka @dumbpeachjuice @celeritas2997 @sherryvalli @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @14carrotghoul @read-and-write- @lizzie-bennetdarcy @raysletters @adreamareads + open tag !! my favourite thing to do on a thursday is eat my lunch while reading everyone's snippets 😌
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teddylacroix · 2 years ago
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@jonmartinweek 2023: Day #9: Free // Alternate Universe (Mechs!Jon)
I adore the trope of The Mechs being Jon's old uni band, so one of the AUs in my head features Jon and Martin meeting back in the day, with Martin attending their last concert and meeting Jon offstage. What happens afterward branches off into several possible scenarios, some with far more angst than others, but they all start and end happy. :3
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wander-wren · 10 months ago
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Are you taking a break from writing? No hate or anything, just wanted to check in 💛
not really! i've just been in, to be frank, a pretty bad place mentally. i haven't written a thing since the last fic i posted, which was....8 days ago? which is super unusual for me, i usually write every day or near to it, i've just been laying around like a salted slug for a few weeks. it sucks. i'm not gonna go into detail but we shall say my life kind of imploded in the back half of december/front half of january and i have yet to start picking up the pieces. which i'm very fortunate to even be able to take that time, of course, but it's still not fun.
butttttttt i do have a doc open right now as i try to bang something out. how well that is going is debatable, seeing as i am also currently on tumblr, but i will do my best. and hopefully if i can make progress today it will unstick some other gears and i can get back into writing and all the rest of it!
thanks for checking in, though <3
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lamortwrites · 1 month ago
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Completely missed rony coming out (assumed it would tie in w nybn honestly) but all the steam reviews are mixed...
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