#maybe i'll write this

[mangobug]

Alenoah is so goddamn appealing to me for the same reason i like aleheather: they're both enemies/rivals with a tension. However, what makes alenoah so much more interesting to me is the fact that Noah just would not visibly care about, or outwardly acknowledge, Alejandro's advancements. When Alejandro flirts with the other contestants, he easily throws them off or (in Heather's case) pisses them off, turning them into putty in his two hands. When he attempts to throw Noah off, though, it doesn't (visibly) have an effect on him, and it bothers Alejandro because Alejandro always has the upper-hand, around both women and men. It makes Alejandro feel almost humiliated when Noah brushes him off or shoots back sarcastic comments in response to his flirting. Noah barely even bats an eye. But Alejandro can't bring himself to stop when he finds Noah as a person so interesting. Alejandro loves debating with Noah and adores his snark and intelligence, and this adoration drives him. He makes it a goal of his to somehow really fluster Noah or throw him off his game like he does with the other contestants, which has proven to be quite a difficult task. But Alejandro isn't a quitter.

In reality, Noah enjoys the playful and teasing banter just as much as Alejandro, even if he seems uninterested, because it's entertaining to be debating with someone of similar intelligence. Alejandro's flirting, though, does actually throw him off, just not in the same way it does to other people. Noah is entirely (and rightfully) convinced that Alejandro's flirting with him is just a part of his slimy, slippery, eel-y personality, and a sad attempt to rid of Noah in order to further himself in the competition. And Noah is nothing if not stubborn, so even if he feels his stomach twisting into a knot every time Alejandro compliments his brown eyes or his hooked nose or his impressive intelligence or his interesting personality or even the peaceful, curled position he sleeps in—Noah will always just nod his head and respond with a doubtful "sure" or a sarcastic "thanks, honey."

And if Alejandro were to hear about how Noah views his persistent advances, then he wouldn't deny it, because in the beginning that was about half of the truth. He did want to use this new challenge to knock a few opponents out, and if reaching his goal would not only prove to Alejandro that the cold-presenting bookworm had a heart that could be tamed but would also get him out of the way and push Alejandro one step closer to his imminent victory, then, well, that's a win-win for Alejandro. That isn't all the reason though because, against all of Alejandro's big ego, he does actually quite like Noah. This "like" didn't mean the same in the beginning as it did in the end. Because it didn't start with Alejandro wondering if Noah had had anything to eat that day or if Noah had any pets or what Noah's favorite book was, or even if Alejandro could borrow that book Noah was reading once he was done.

Against all of Alejandro's wishes and expectations, he finds that between the two of them, he is the one who has been getting flustered. And it is downright embarrassing, because Noah doesn't even do anything. Well, except for all of the things he usually does. He makes his sarcastic comments and argues with Alejandro just as he did before, but now the details are so much clearer. It's like every feature of Noah's has been enhanced, including his features that previously Alejandro would have considered flaws. His forehead was rather larger than average, but Alejandro has decided that it fit his face and personality and that it was only natural for a head to be big enough to store all the fascinating knowledge and wit that Noah had proven to have. And that pimple just below his right cheekbone, well, that is just time's beauty mark, a proof of growth and maturity that was one feature of many on his face that showed that he was very alive. He found an adorableness in the way Noah uncurled from his sleep and rubbed his eyes first thing after a long night of rest, and he felt a burning discomfort in the unmistakable image of Noah curling into Owen's nap for a makeshift pillow later that day. Alejandro felt electricity course throw his veins and his hands become shakey and clammy at every short lock between ivy and coffee irises. He felt his heart beat a thousand miles a minute each time he stood next to the other, and he would feel it speed up ten times fast at every sarcastic comment the other would make.

Alejandro found himself staring.

Alejandro finds himself studying his face, gauging his face for reactions whenever he makes a joke, and he finds himself way too excited when Noah cracks a smile at it. One time, Alejandro had made Noah laugh. Belly laugh. Gasping for breath laugh. A laugh so full of joy that Alejandro found himself smiling. Not from the contagiousness of Noah's laugh nor from the humor of the comment he had made about Duncan, which, truth be told, he couldn't recite on the spot even if he needed to because his memory had been wiped and replaced with this. Rather, he was satisfied that of all people, he could make Noah laugh like this (and Owen.. he supposes.) That night held for him some distasteful news, because how could Alejandro be the one melted into somebody else's palms?

Noah had noticed the sudden change in Alejandro's behavior, but it'd be a lie if he said he knew why it happened. And if anyone were to tell him why, he would deny it, because not only was it obviously not true, but he also didn't want it to be. The idea of someone as slimy, slippery, and eel-y as Alejandro even daring to approach him was for one, unfortunate, for two, terrible, and for three, impossible. But he couldn't help but ponder why this change had happened. Just why was Alejandro so... fidgety? He was running his hand through his hair what felt like every five minutes (Noah heard him curse under his breath once in spanish, likely at the realization of the inevitable accumulation of grease by the end of the day due to the excessive hand-to-root action), he kept unbuttoning and buttoning the top button of his shirt (Noah heard him mutter once, "is it too scandalous undone?"), and he wouldn't stop playing with his fingers, cracking and popping them, pulling and intertwining them—not that Noah was always watching his hands or anything, because he wasn't, but it was just such a drastic change to Alejandro's usually confident demeanor that you must be a fool to not notice it.

Alejandro did not notice—how could he be such a fool? Developing a crush on an opponent with a million dollars on the line? Pathetic.

The night following Noah's laughing fit, Alejandro found himself staring at Noah's sleeping form. Alejandro had noticed the way he usually sleeps, which would be creepy if Noah didn't have such a noticeable way of sleeping. He curled up to sleep, upright or on his side, and it was pretty cute. His eyes observed the way Noah was curled up against Owen's side, face resting into the other's fat. Ah, right. Owen. Alejandro felt a scowl creep up on his face when his eyes shifted to the blond's face—only to immediately divert his eyes, because Owen was already looking at him. He heard Owen laugh, which made his embarrassment double—embarrassment? I don't get embarrassed.

"Don't worry, Al." Gross. Al. "Noah doesn't know, so your secret is safe with me."

Alejandro blinked. He looked back at Owen, although reluctantly. "...Secret?"

Owen laughed again, and Alejandro was getting worried that he would wake Noah as he watched the smallest of them bounce against Owen. "You know, Al. Your cute little crush on Noah! He's smart and all, but he kind of sucks with love. You can take as much time as you want before you tell him. But between you and me, I think he likes you, too."

Alejandro's mind blanked. Crush? "Uh. My what."

Owen's face turned confused as well. "Oh... Do you not? Oops. Forget I said that about Noah."

Alejandro wished he could think of a decent response, but, what?

"Uh... No, I wouldn't say you're wrong. I just... didn't know myself."

"You—" Owen laughed again, this time making Noah groan in his sleep.

"Ugh... Owen. Stop, 'm trying to sleep." He said, not even opening his eyes.

"Sorry, buddy." Owen giggled, "Al's just pretty funny."

Alejandro glared at Owen, and the other shrugged.

"Sure." Noah groaned, adjusting his position before quickly falling back to sleep.

"Wow! How could you not know, Al? You're always looking at him and talking to him, 'n stuff. It's like Tyler and I aren't even there! And you're so nervous around him. I didn't know someone as cool and confident as you could get nervous around anyone. It makes me proud to know my little buddy could do that."

Alejandro nodded. "Hmm. You're right... Maybe that is the case."

It was a silent agreement between the two that it was their business and no one else's, an agreement that Alejandro wasn't too confident that Owen wouldn't break, but it was enough. Alejandro couldn't decide what was more shocking, an agreement between him and Owen, or the fact that he actually liked Noah in a more than just curious way. Looking back on what Owen said though, he thinks an Owen and Alejandro alliance is much more surprising.

[dailytogachako]

A fanfic where toga and uraraka are childhood friends and growing up together, but ochako's parents need to move to another city, so they make a blood pact, swearing that one day they're would meet again.

[hyperfixationwizard]

So you all know that soulmate au thing where you have a mark where your soulmate first touches you and it like,,, starts out as gray or something but when they touch you it becomes colourful

That and ghostsoap.

(I'm counting the lil fist bump on the chest as their first touch btw, don't care if it was through clothing or something)

Imagine Soap has always been worried he's gonna punch his soulmate because his mark is placed like that, on his knuckles.

And Ghost's, just a random, vaguely fist shaped spot on his chest? He's certain his soulmate is somehow someone he'll have to fight, have to kill or be killed by.

And then they meet, and both their marks bloom with colour, and they don't even know because, well, Johnny is wesring gloves, and Ghost his shirt and gear

They do discover it later, of course. Soap takes the gloves off post-mission, and sees the change, but he's not certain. It could be Ghost, but... it could also be a bunch of other people. Not only does he touch people a lot, especially to give them fist bumps, he also just came bavk from the battlefield- he doesn't remember all the people he brushed against, all the people he may have punched.

Ghost, though. Ghost know for sure as soon as he sees. People don't touch him, ever, so when his Soulmark is suddenly vibrant with colour it doesn't take much to realize it must be his sunny, touchy Sergeant. What he doesn't know is how to react- he had tried to forget about his mark for a good reason, had even succeeded in doing so, until Johnny had made it flare with colour, had looked at all the walls Ghost had built and taken them as a challenge. Demolitions specialist, indeed.

[cerealboxlore]

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

[three-two-six]

Billy, Machiavelli, and Black Hawk in cowboy outfits! I'm entirely convinced that Machiavelli will only wear the cowboy fit if it resembles a suit, and Black Hawk has funky glasses now :P

+ the invincible Billy & Black Hawk duo, here to kick your ass (or stop you from getting your ass kicked)

[jamieontheroof]

okay but what if there was an au where everyone lived??

like it would still have a ghost as a villian (maybe the people who originally owned the waylon place) but when max falls he survives (maybe the ghost gets awakened cause they broke the house or something idk), the ghost attack richie but someone finds him and he gets bandaged up, the ghost goes after ruth but the light she was supposed to fix falls down and crashes onto the ghost, making it disappear for a bit and then the rest of the musical basically plays out the same

except max becomes nice and starts hanging out with the gang

[bella-rose29]

In an alternate universe Lockwood & co, I would have loved to see them up against the ghost of a ww1 soldier. And Lockwood is like ‘Luce, don’t make contact with the ghost’. But Lucy doesn’t listen (like always) and feels the ghosts feelings. And of course the soldier is traumatised from war and it makes her realise her own feelings and how traumatised she is.

ohhh ouch ouch ouch (I want this so badly omg)

I don't actually have anything else to say because I've spent my time wondering how I feel about this into words and failing, I just know that whoever you are, anon, I love you for saying this <3

[9haharharley1]

Its Rocky Horror Picture Show night at Jack's college!

Jack's dragging as many friends as he can to it and he's making them all dress up while he dresses up as Columbia because damn if he's gonna pass up an opportunity to dress up in sparkles and hot pants. He knows he looks good, and North looks great in biker gear, and Sandy and Bunny fighting over who got to wear gold hot pants had been a riot, and Tooth had been dying to wear that one skimpy maid outfit she bought for Halloween last year. They had been looking forward to this night for almost two weeks.

He never expected to see his tall, dark, and terrifying lit. professor there. He never expected to see his tall, dark, and handsome lit. professor in fishnets and a corset.

[chiakery]

Suddenly struck with an idea for QPR Fabriz, enemies to friends to partners(?), Boarding school AU.

Basically: Riz is a son of a cop and intelligence agent, planning to follow his parents' footsteps. On his sophomore year a new students transfers to his school: Fabian Seacaster, a name Riz instantly recognises from browsing whatever he could find of his late father's personal notes (Pok had a leading role in the operation that brought the end to Bill's criminal carrier, now Bill's in prison while his family tries to figure out their lives). Bunch of misunderstandings happen, Riz is convinced Fabian's trying to sell drugs or something similar in school (he spots him in very shady situation with some tiefling (Fig? Maybe?). Meanwhile, the two of them are forced to work together for some class project and Fabian's torn between "this nerd will ruin my reputation, what's wrong with him? Why he's staring daggers at me the whole time?" and wanting to find real friends who will accept him and not the persona of a "tough guy" he puts up for the public.

Other Bad Kids are there as well, Adaine and Riz are actually something of childhood friends. A good, old fashioned coming-of-age story with some teenage drama but mostly comedic and feel-good scenes.

[short-wooloo]

So I was watching the trailer for TMNT: Mutant Mayhem for a normal number of times and a thought came to my head:

God a TMNT/RWBY crossover would be AMAZING!

[strangelove97]

More about this now that i'm home !

(I made zero (0) research so far and i'm pretty sure some things are wrong, but eh, i'll look into it if I really end up writing something)

Jake is half french, from the South of France actually, where he grew in a Camargue household and learned to herd bulls and cows in the hispanic tradition of abrivados, encierros, etc

After a bad breakup he goes to live with his american cousin for a while and ends up taking up a job in his stead

Maverick and Rooster are cowboys/cattle owner that are short a man to herd cows from point A to point B through a large portion of wilderness (something like in the movie Australia)

Maverick built his ranch with Ice who died in a stampede, he is Bradley's adoptive father (since Goose broke his neck in a rodeo accident) but they had a fallout which lead to B working on another ranch for a few years

Jake and Bradley get closer during the trip

Dunno if I'll do something with this, as I said I would have to research a lot of stuff, I barely remember anything from my horse riding years and I'm still learning english, and I've never wrote a multi-chaptered fic before; and I only know things about Camarguean traditions because i'm from the south of France myself. As mentioned before, most of it is inspired by noahdeaart's art (you can find his gay cowboys on Twitter), and also I mean, Gay Cowboys for the win.

[abowlofcurry]

tbh, i think aether would write letters to lumine but they never get sent. sometimes he writes letters to other people, maybe he sends them, maybe not, but he writes them, tells them what happens on his travels

i think he'd talk a lot about his feelings and confusion in the ones addressed to lumine but is a bit less deep in the ones to his friends

[clonerightsagenda]

I was rambling on the issue of museums and human remains and how certain populations are more likely to have their bodies put on display to be gawked at and then went "well I guess the Pompeii casts were of Europeans. there are bones in there right?" and Googled it to make sure, at which point I confirmed that yes there are bones in there, but more interestingly DNA testing revealed that a cast of an adult holding a child everyone assumed was a mother and child were, in fact, a man and a kid entirely unrelated to him. Honestly that's more moving to me. Maybe they were connected in a way other than blood, but maybe a stranger saw a child when the world was ending and thought the one thing he could do was hold them.

[sing-you-fools]

me: this is a background character who's in one scene, has two lines, and is completely irrelevant to the rest of the story. i am going to stop obsessing over what to name him and use the random name generator on behindthename.com. i am going to accept the first thing it gives me and move the fuck on.

behindthename.com:

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

the fact that shakespeare was a playwright is sometimes so funny to me. just the concept of the "greatest writer of the English language" being a random 450-year-old entertainer, a 16th cent pop cultural sensation (thanks in large part to puns & dirty jokes & verbiage & a long-running appeal to commoners). and his work was made to be watched not read, but in the classroom teachers just hand us his scripts and say "that's literature"

just...imagine it's 2450 A.D. and English Lit students are regularly going into 100k debt writing postdoc theses on The Simpsons screenplays. the original animation hasn't even been preserved, it's literally just scripts and the occasional SDH subtitles.txt. they've been republished more times than the Bible

[lazylittledragon]

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about