#metanoia au

[nakakabaliw]

Metanoia

An AU that came to me in a dream- Crowley does come along with Aziraphale but hes not getting as comfortable as the other angel might expect.

[guririnko]

So there's these parent - offspring interactions in the new update, and one of Narinder's thoughts really caught me off guard. So I decided to make a lil 5am doodle of Nari and his kit. Just hit straight in the feels.

The in-game thought in question:

[trucbiduleschouettes]

More Hadestown!AU for Tiraldine- (watch Metanoia Blues)

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[mimzalot]

Willow Jenkins the shifter artifice–uhh, I mean, ace attorney (because we should all be imagining our D&D characters in the ace attorney universe)

[triglycercule]

i know jk fashion au doesn't have any angst and all and i do not plan on ever making it have angst but whenever i listen to kamihikouki by pepoyo i can ONLY think about the jk!mtt. its gotten to the point that im planning on making a drawing of them based on the song after i finish this horror one because they just remind of it,,,, so,,,,, much,,,,,,,

like they wouldnt DIE and be regretful and all that enough to do a group jumping off roof stuff but like. its the sentiment ok its the SENTIMENT. they wouldn't BUT in an alternate universe,,,,, there would be an alternate triglycercule who would see them doing that (probably because i did make jk fashion au to have angst in said parallel universe)

[themetanoiasaga]

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Hello!!!! We're Archivist. We have a few other blogs floating around this hellsite. However this one is one that is for our silly little Phighting AU `The Metanoia Saga`!!!! We have one fic cross posted over on AO3, Quotev, and Wattpad.

We hope you enjoy this little world we are creating. It's still in the works, and there's still a lot that we need to figure out when it comes to storifying our ideas.

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Metanoia | ch. fourteen

cw: mentions of drvgs

word count: 1.1k

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I can't sleep. My fingers are frozen solid, stuck to the cigarette. I shiver and shake, but I can't bring myself to go inside and look at Jin.

"It's getting late." He says through the window.

"I know."

Jin stands next to me and looks over the balcony. His expression is different now. He's no longer yearning for a city that won't have him. There's a plot behind his stare and it's intimidating.

"You need rest."

"I can't."

"Are you still nervous? With Namjoon helping us, there's nothing to be scared of now."

"It's not that," I mutter, "Don't worry about it."

"My job is to help you. That includes worrying about you."

He suddenly sounds annoying. Maybe because he's happy. I'm so envious, it feels wrong.

"Well, you should at least come inside," He continues, "Taehyung called not too long ago."

"I don't want him to call me," My voice cracks as tears well up in my eyes, "I want him to stop doing drugs."

"Jimin..."

"Joon is willing to sacrifice his job and his fucking life to be with you. Taehyung would never give up heroin for me." I cry.

Jin doesn't say anything else, he just pulls me in for a hug. It somehow makes me feel worse.

"You told me to think about the life I'm saving. But all the money in the world couldn't fucking save him... He shot up two weeks worth of heroin in two days. When I'm done with this job, I won't have a boyfriend to come home to. There's no life to save here."

"Maybe you'll just have to save your own life. It's okay to do things for selfish reasons. Do you think Taehyung does drugs for selfish reasons?"

"Yes," I say and instantly regret, "No... He's been through a lot.”

"And you haven't?"

I stepped away from the hug, shivering at the lack of contact in the cold.

"Not as bad. He was prostituted by his fucking parents until he was eighteen. Until I found him. He didn't even get a proper education. I grew up nice until I came out as gay and was kicked out. It's not the same."

"So because he's never had anything and you had something, he gets to drain your pockets to buy drugs, ruin his life and your relationship," He asks, "And you have to excuse it because he's 'been through a lot.' Addiction is a choice, Jimin. He's selfish and you know that."

"Of course you say that, you work for a fucking drug dealer. You capitalize on addiction and you think it's a choice because you watch people choose to buy drugs," I yell, "What you don't see, what JK and Agust don't see, are the people suffering without it. You think Taehyung chooses to relive his trauma on a daily basis? Fuck, I use drugs to steal from people just to afford more drugs. All because Taehyung will scream and hurt himself if he doesn't have it. So just shut the fuck up about the things you'll never understand."

The tears are uncontrollable now and my breath thins to a shallow exhale. He looks at me with a glimpse of pity and I know exactly why. Shaking and crying isn't a good look.

"I-I'm sorry, Jimin."

"Yeah..."

"No, Jimin, really. That was shitty."

As shitty as it was, he did make one valid point that made me so defensive to begin with. Maybe I'll just have to save my own life.

"Yeah, but... I know the truth. If Taehyung doesn't wanna save himself, there's nothing I can do."

The wind whistles between us, breaking the silence.

"Let's go inside, okay?"

I don't know how it works, but it does. I collapse onto the bed and fall asleep instantly.

Jin pushes me awake with a sense of urgency that I cannot resonate with. I have no motivation to get up right now.

"Joon just scored you a second date with Agust tonight. Dinner at his place."

"I don't fucking care, Jin."

"This is it. A private dinner at his penthouse is a much better opportunity at spiking his drink. There's no way you'll get caught," He says, "It's the perfect kill."

I slowly lift my eyelids to see Jin standing above me. He's in a chipper mood.

"You're too excited about this."

"Of course I am. Our job will be done and I'll go on vacation," Jin chuckles, "And while you're gone, Joon's gonna come over."

"Yeah, he's gonna cum over."

Jin playfully punches my arm. He's been happier since he reunited with Joon, I think. Working for JK has its privileges like money, nice cars and hookers. But it doesn't offer the love that they hold for one another even after years of forced separation. I'm still jealous, but I know I have to get over it sooner or later.

Jin drives me to Agust's apartment building where Joon is waiting for me at the front door. I step out of the car and my head cranes up to get the full view of the building. Jin said he has most of this building to himself, with his most trusted employees literally living under him.

"Hey, Jimin, you look nice" Joon greets me with unusual friendliness, "I'll show you up to his penthouse."

The funny part is that I don't look that nice. I finalized my outfit around a black unbuttoned collared shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. It isn't all that special, but Joon is being uncharacteristically bubbly. I make sure to take his compliment with a grain of salt.

The front door to the building is much similar to the headquarters center Agust took me to yesterday. Joon opens the door with the pad of his thumb. There's an elevator directly behind it. I look back at Jin's car pointlessly, the windows are tinted, yet I can imagine him giving me a nod of affirmation.

"Jin said he packed you with cyanide. That's good. It'll be quick and easy to clean up."

A knot ties in my stomach, making me grow more and more uneasy as the elevator takes us up.

"I'm still really surprised that you're helping me."

"I'm more so helping Jin."

"Right... But still. Thank you."

The elevator door opens and reveals what I assume is Agust's apartment. It's spacious, and empty. There aren't many walls due to the big windows. The walls that are there remain bare. It's as if no one lives here.

Then Joon gestures me inside and Agust comes into view. The elevator door closes, leaving Agust and I completely alone.

[guririnko]

I love this because my AU is exactly that! ❤️ My lamb, whose name is Wool (For that exact same reason, because she is only used for that reason and she was called like an object) was born blind. And the crown is the only thing that allows her to see, and of course, the first thing she sees is this big cat god that not only offers her power and revenge but also the eyes she never had. She falls in love instantly. And when the moment of returning the crown comes, she can't bring herself to do it, to kneel and be killed and lose all the colors and forms again would be a faith worse than death.

Also, I like to think that eventually Wool opens up to Narinder and she can let herself be blind around him as a sign of trust, guiding herself with touch on his features and overall just knowing that he'll be there for her.

Jokingly. Taking off the crown is like taking off her glasses.

I do enjoy the idea of the Lamb being blind. They were most likely used and abused before their execution. I wouldn't be surprised of a Lamb being captured and barely kept alive to produce the now rare wool until the proper cultists could get their hands on them. Many things that make them would be cut off, so that they are only dependent on their captors; like their visions. Can't really escape if you can't see where to go. Probably a lot of trauma with it, like definitely now doesn't like shearing and when have to, does it alone. Tho more parallels with TOWW, if the Lamb was imprisoned and chained for most of their life. (I do remember this AU art I remember seeing a while back where the Lamb used to be locked up similarly and had a black cat that used to visit them regularly) I could see the Lamb being even more motivated to fight for TOWW after learning that they are chained the same way, Narinder still being in cuffs just like the Lamb was.

But now at the service of their god, they could probably see in some way thanks to the crown. My personal idea for one would be to feel and see the blood and souls. That, outside of it, it is complete darkness for them outside of their other senses. (Heck, would lead to a lot more blood rituals and also gives a pretext to the use of red(blood) markings on the faces of their cultists, so that the Lamb can 'see' them.)

The main idea I'm thinking about is the Lamb asking The One Who Waits to be able to feel their face and 'see' how their God looks. I always enjoy the idea that some knowledge of TOWW survived for worshipers and maybe Sheepkind, but it is better for the Lamb to truely see that their God is real.

Let's not talk how Narinder probably having been held that way since their siblings and wouldn't be touch starved. Or maybe he thought that the moment the Lamb would touch him, they would decay like everything does, and so that would teach them a lesson after he revives them, only to be surprised by the fact that they can touch him. Or let's not talk about the Lamb calling him prettier and taller (and softer) than they could had imagined. And we certainly don't talk how genuine compliments and reactions (like, 'wait, you have 3 eyes?! That's so Cool!!!') makes Narinder feel.

[kitsune024]

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[playboysaleen]

Kalopisa.

Kalopisa: (n.) The delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are. 

Parings: Victoria Neuman x Supe!Reader (GN) (Slight AU)

Chapter One - Chapter Two

Summary: You never had the best life. Being abducted at a young age, being raised in the most wanted mafia as a weapon, hell- becoming the most feared in the gang. But…Truth is, you only wanted freedom. Being able to wake up and not have to wonder if you were going to see the sunset again. What happens when your wish partially comes true and you are offered your freedom but at what cost? Oh, you’ll see. 

Warnings: Death, Swearing, and supes dawg.

Word Count: 2.5k (Shits not proof read.)

Slight AU.  Slight German and Italian dialect. Reader does have a french accent. 

I just had to write about my girl I cant get her out of my head and im swooning over every little thing i see on all my timelines. AND the audacity for her to pop up in my dream just confirmed it for me to write this. my other fic Metanoia just helped me come up with a good plot for this one. I hope you all enjoy and bare with me on this one. RIP my shawty bae.

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“Boss is waiting for you in his office.” 

You fluttered your eyes open, adjusting from the bright lamp that lit the small room you laid in. Swinging your feet over the small cot, you leaned over placing your elbows on your knees. What the fuck does he want now? Another family shredded to bits? Another Cocaine bust? Yawning, you rubbed the remaining blood that was stained on your arms- you just wanted to sleep ‘forever’. You stood on your feet sending the buff man a nod walking out your room into the hallway as he followed you. 

“Boss is very happy man with what you done last night.” He spoke as the both of you made way through the corridors into the ‘cafeteria’. Sending your hellos with a nod to the men cleaning weapons a man stood up waving the two of you down. 

“Danill, did you give boss the news?” Alexi asked. Rolling your eyes, Dani grumbled out something to the man which sent him planting his feet yelling out, 

“Das kann doch nicht dein Ernst sein!” (You can’t be serious) Danill placed a hand against your chest stopping your walk to the private hall. He sent you a look which you nodded turning on your heels walking to the man. Everyone went quiet and the only thing that could be heard was the echo of your combat boots against the concrete floor. Sending the man a tight lipped smile, your hand gripped his jaw staring deep into his orbs. 

“Why don’t you sit back down and clean those guns you depend on huh?” You whispered looking between both his eyes. You could smell the fear coursing through his veins, his body began to squirm under your stare, he sent you a nod as you let him go.

“Get back to fucking work.” You grumbled out which he cowered away back to his table with the rest of his workers. You started back walking to the door that was guarded by two men, Dani sent them a nod causing them to move out the way. Walking down the long hall, you turned to Dani hearing his heartbeat speed up. 

“Something is not right.” He whispered, the door coming in view. Grabbing the door handle, the hairs on your arms rose. Looking back at Dani, heat engulfed you as you were blown back into the wall. You laid under a pile of rubble, alarms blaring all around you- everyone was on their feet. Gunshots were heard and the smell of blood was loud. 

“FBSA!” Someone yelled out. Using the strength you have left, you moved the pillar that was laid on top of you, moving it across the hall. Groaning at the pain now subsiding, you limped to the bosses room looking out the window to see nothing but war.  

“Alptraum.” You turned to see Danill leaning against the doorframe. He sent you a light nod holding his lower abdomen. Blood swarmed your nostrils when your eyes widen, 

“Go, this is your time.” You saw blood spilling from his lips as he spoke. All you could do is nod, his body dropped against the floor when you grabbed the iron bars from the window swiftly yanking it off. Sitting on the windowpane with one foot out, you heard footsteps and comms from Americans. You huffed taking one last look at Danill’s lifeless body dropping out the window onto the moist grass. You sprinted the scene as fast and discreetly as possible. 

After running a few miles, your head was filled on what to do- better yet who to call. Placing your hood on top of your head to shield what you could for your identity. A view of a diner was seen a few yards down from your position. Huffing, you adjusted your hood walking down to the front doors, looks were thrown your way with the blood, debris and injuries that were visible. Leaning against the bar, you sent a look towards the man taking orders from the couple just a few chairs down. 

“You look like you got in a fight with the Seven.”  A young boy joked out in front of you. Eyeing his work attire, you grabbed a fist full of his shirt pulling him centimeters from your face. 

“I will send your head directly to the Seven if you press that button.” You whispered, both your eyes and his slowly moved down over the register where his finger hovered over the red button. You stared back when he looked up flashing him a wide smile. The color drained from his face when he saw the large fangs poking out your gums. 

“Give me your phone….now.” You gritted out, he nodded, removing his hand from the button grabbing the phone from his pocket, placing the device on the table. You grabbed the device shoving it into your pocket letting go of the boys uniform. You gave him one more smile backing out the diner to the side of the building. You fumbled the phone out of your pocket dialing the only number you could remember. The line rang until you heard the voice you didn't think would bring a small smile out of you. 

“de quoi avez-vous besoin?” (What do you need?) He mumbled out. Clanging and banging was heard in the background, this man never catches a break. 

“Cela fait longtemps Frenchie.” (It’s been a while Frenchie.)  You spoke looking around, a loud bang was heard then silence. 

“Cauchemar.” 

You chuckled nodding, 

“The one and only.” You breathed out, making your way across the street. He laughed softly through the phone when you heard hurried footsteps. 

“Where are you kid?” You looked around, giving him the street sign and diner name. An engine roared and tires screeching was heard from the phone, you hummed leaning against the wall feeling the adrenaline fade. 

“Please hurry.” You begged when the weight of the phone was too overbearing to hold causing it to drop onto the ground. Your legs bucked as you slid down the wall sitting onto the ground. You could hear Frenchie on the phone asking if you were okay. You hummed letting the black dots swarm your vision. 

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“Oui, who the fuck is laying on your therapy couch M.M?” A voice was heard awaking you from your slumber. You lifted your head eyeing the man speaking, Frenchie stood from his stepping in front of the man with his hands up. M.M handed you a water bottle in which you kindly accepted, grabbing the top of the bottle you struggled to open due to the shaking in your hands. 

A hand was placed on top of yours when you turned to face a woman sending you a small smile. She carefully took the bottle from your hands, opening it with ease. Damn PTSD. 

      “You brought a stray from the street so Kimiko can have herself a friend?” the man spoke out pointing your way, you rolled your eyes sending Kimiko a look. 

She started moving her hands, tilting your head trying to grasp what was going on. Frenchie appeared behind her, sending her a smile while you heard M.M and the other man walk out. 

  “Forgive Butcher, he is ah… “ he started but Kimiko (you're assuming) signed and you snorted. 

                  “an asshole?” you whispered. Kimiko nodded happily, patting Frenchies' arms. Frenchie smiled nodding, pointing your way. 

“Now you got your rest, what happened?” Frenchie whispered taking a seat next to you. You placed your head in your hands groaning softly. 

“FBSA infiltrated the underground.” You answered still in your same position. The underground was your home for as long as you could remember. Everything was ‘perfect’ in your eyes. Well, they clothed you. Put food in your stomach and gave you everything you needed to feel at home but everything comes with a price right? You’ve grown used to walking back to your room (A literal cell but with shit load of space and air conditioning.) soaked in blood. Your thrist was quenched, but more lives were added to your book that you took. The cries still echoed in the back of your mind but after your first real interaction it all became numb. Walking into some italian home during a night of a full thunderstorm after slaughtering and draining the entire malitia that had the entire area guarded. You could remember the cries of a woman who cradled her dead child with the other staring at you with pleading eyes. The man had a gun to the childs head speaking non-sense but everything turned dark when the triggered was pulled and you were too late. You were ordered to kill all but it left a foul taste in your mouth when you turned away from the mans body that the blood began to soak the very exspensive carpet to see the mother staring back at you. She begged you to kill her. You could remember her cries, 

“Prendi la mia vita!” (Take my life!)

“Lasciami stare con i miei figli.” (Let me be with my children.)

You lost it that night. You watched the sun peak from the horizon as the storm clouds evaporated from the sky till Danill was at your door again escorting you to the boss for your next body to kill… and drain. 

“Merda…well you are safe now.” Frenchie spoke giving your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. You sent him a nod burying your head into his chest. Frenchie was like a big brother when he was doing his time with the underground. From him teaching you how to disassemble firearms when you were in your early teenage years to watching you shove a partial AK-47 into a mans throat that had the intent on ending Frenchies life. 

“I heard all of the things going on,” You spoke standing up walking to his desk grabbing the handgun examining the faded stickers. You chuckled softly waving the firearm his way, he snorted shaking his head, “I hope this still has the powers you used to tell me about.” 

Frenchie huffed out a laughter signing something to Kimiko which she smiled softly your way, you sent her a bashful nod. The door opened revealing a very stressed Hugie and- 

“Huh, I did not know you worked for the Seven Frenchie, c'est super” (that’s great) you mumbled out sending a glare towards the woman in her normal attire. Hugies eyes widen jogging your way, 

“Long time no see huh.” Hugie laughed out bringing you into a hug, you accepted but once you seen the womans stare you slightly released. 

“I used to buy some tech from his store.” You mumbled at Frenchies fatherly stare. Hugie used to be the only friend you could talk to outside the underground. Your daily runs to the store for more techware for the guys lead to you leaning against the front desk laughing at his horrible dad jokes. Hugies expression soon changed once he connected the dots, 

“You’re a supe…” He whispered. You nodded patting his back, turning to the woman sending her a glare, 

“But it is funny how you hated them and here you are banging one.” Frenchie chuckled but quickly wrapped his arms around you when the girl infront of you took a step forward. 

“Alright, what’s your fucking problem?” The woman seethed trying to lock her gaze behind a panicking Hugie. You sent her a tight lipped smile, 

“Oh, I did not know THE starlight had a mouth on her.” You joked but coughed when Frenchie sent a warning finger into your side. He sent you a look which you stood straight nodding. What? You could go all day getting under this little twinklers skin but Frenchie was family and you did not want to make his friends your enemies. You raised your hands, surrendering. 

“Okay, désolé.” (sorry) you mumbled taking a step away from Frenchie sending Annie a nod and an extending hand. “No more. I can not make enemies with Frenchies little family.” You spoke out sincerely to which she shook your hand not without getting in a very tight squeeze. 

“So, what brings you here?” Hugie spoke out, you looked over to Frenchie as he answered for you and decided to give your whole life story too. You wandered around the office building sending them a nod or a tight lipped smile every now and then till you heard Frenchie slip up a little more than what needed to be said, 

“Enough Frenchie, I think they have all the background they need on me.” You argued, Frenchies mouth shut when Hugie, Annie and Kimikos eyes were on you. You hated the stares but with the new information they knew…who knows. 

“You guys got a new plan to take down Homelander is what I am hearing.” A voice was heard from the door when all eyes turned. Your vision blurred and the overbearing feeling of anger bubbled in your chest. 

“Neuman. What a surprise.” Frenchie mumbled out dropping onto his chair rolling his eyes. You darted towards the woman bumping Kimikos shoulder in the process of her trying to stop you. Placing a hand around the womans neck you shoved her against the wall, everyone went into panic mode. 

“You…killed Malina.” You gritted out pushing your hand deeper into her neck when you noticed her face turning purple. Her eyes turned white but a sinister smiled painted yours when you leaned closer placing your lips near her ear. 

“Your little powers do not work on me mon amour,” You whispered, her eyes were now back to normal filled with fear when your eyes ran over her face, “I am a blood drainer, not a blood storer.” You removed your hand from her neck watching her slide down the wall but kept her eyes locked onto yours. Taking a few steps back, you stared at her in disgust when she stood to her feet pointing your way. 

“I do not recall such name.” She argued, you rolled your eyes dismissing her ability to rile you up. You shook your head, walking to the couch taking a seat next to a surprised Kimiko. 

“I am not going to waste my time with a murderer.” you mumbled out and right on que Butcher and M.M walked in. Everyone was in complete shock at what just happened, Butcher looked around the room looking for some sort of answer. 

“Looks like you all got your tongues scraped out, no offense Kimiko.” He sent a smile to the girl who glared his way. 

“Vicky just tried to blow Frenchies friends head and well, she can’t.” Hughie spoke, M.M and Butcher turned to you with wide eyes. 

“Well, what do we have here.” Butcher sang out making his way towards where you were now seated at the windowpane. You flashed him your fangs which he stopped smiling.

“A bloody vampire.” 

“I am called many things.” You started looking out at the window watching the waterdroplets paint the glass. “Cauchemar, Koshmar, Alptraum, der Teufel, other names that make this gift I have a sickness but I will stop at nothing to kill Homelander.” You finished turning your way to the people watching you. Everyone held a different look but you couldn’t stop your eyes locking on to the one person you wanted to drain every last drop of blood stored within them. 

Victoria Neuman.

[matchagirliris]

Metanoia | Atsumu Miya X Reader

“I want you to miss me, pour my feelings in the microphone I stay in, and when the girls come home I want one of them to take my phone, take my phone and lose your number I don’t want to be tempted, pick up when you wanna fall back in.”

Metanoia: “the journey of changing one’s mind, heart, self or way of life”

college au, where you’re best friends with osamu and he finally introduces you to his twin brother atsumu who just recently got out of a relationship and his only goal is to hoe around but you just can’t see to get enough of him and get roped into a situation frenzy with him

Introductions: calm collected crashouts | volley-bros |

Atsumu x f!Reader /best friends brother troupe mixed in with changing his hoe ways for you/

Warnings: swearing, modern au, all characters are in college, mentions of drinking, smoking(weed), situationships, mentions of alcohol, cheating, angst, fluff

Next song playing….

Song 1: super shy

Song 2: cool with you

Song 3: sugarcoat

Song 4: the weekend

Song 5; I can’t feel my face

Song 6:ditto

Song 7: sorry for my late reply

song 8:right side of my neck

song 9: better distractions

song 10: gimme love

song 11: slow dancing in the dark

song 12: yeah right

song 13: hurts me too

song 14: do i wanna know?

song 15: one for the road

song 16: No. 1 party anthem

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epilogue: jonny (reprise)

alternate ending: i know you.

Taglist; @heartmaddie @liquidcatt @toorusfangirl @akaashislovee @saintcosette @twiishaa @w2mini @from-mae @exclusiverinaa @gumims

[sunboki]

METANOIA — a four part anthology miniseries

INCLUDING. Christopher Bahng, Lee Minho, Seo Changbin, Hwang Hyunjin (Hyung Line) | WORD COUNT. 10.6k |WARNINGS. mentions of pregnancy, self-doubt, insecurity, suggestiveness, cursing | TROPE. non-idol au, friends to lovers, friends to lovers, angst, fluff, comfort, college au

( ✉️ ) — perhaps it’s a sort of longing for a new beginning with the person you love that started this, maybe not. that’s for you to figure out—so, decide for yourself and tell me what you think. yours truly, august.

SERIES PLAYLIST

✶ P.S. there’s seriously no good explanation as to why i made this mini series, i just liked the word Metanoia. started typing, enjoy my brain dump.

001. Record Player Lover with Christopher Bahng · ( sep. 24 )

There’s a new guy working at the Record Shop you’d been to countless times as a kid. So when you show up and see a stranger working the register and not the sweet old man who’d give you lollipops, you’re not too pleased.

⎯ ( moodboard )

002. The Moving In Diaries with Lee Minho · ( oct. 04 )

Playful banter while driving to your new home is a must, but upon opening the door to your first home together, the big moment truly sinks in — especially when he wakes up beside you the next morning. Wow.

⎯ ( moodboard )

003. Spring Is For Us with Seo Changbin · ( oct. 14 )

Spring is supposed to be a time for second chances and new life, yet when you propose the idea of starting a family there are some doubts from Changbin who isn’t confident in his abilities as a father despite how much he wants to.

⎯ ( moodboard )

004. Sunday’s Paradigm with Hwang Hyunjin · ( oct. 20 )

He was a cold person. Spiteful and brash to all people too close, scared to let his walls down. Except, to him, you’re a spectacle. A classmate he realizes he can’t exactly find reason to dislike while he sketched you from his stool in the art room.

⎯ ( moodboard )

> SERIES TAGLIST. @phtogravi @liknws @luckieleaf @jhstayy @meloncremesoda @chans1aptop @eternitywaveshello @meanergreener @ladylexis @love-gy-u @hanjingin @idkluvutellme @dark-anxel @yubinism @rachabreathing @seung-scrittore @fylithia @skzsupremacy @alrm02 @ener-energy @koliki @anskiiz @dprkbyn @bellamuerte1987 @ylixbok @hanjisung-enjoyer @youngunknownwitch @hwangflora @starlost-andfound @taeriffic @flwerfield

sunboki, may 2022 ©

[guririnko]

It's 5 am. Braind demanded idea being drawn. Wool has 2 spouses so far, they are the #1 cat fan. But the spouses in question don't get along... At all.

[trucbiduleschouettes]

Long time no @metanoia-blues fanart, this time with an Hadestown!AU for those two because I kept thinking about Miraldine's Eurydice energy from it

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[winterscaptain]

A Joyful Future Masterlist - Part II

Aaron Hotchner x Female Reader  Aaron Hotchner x Gender Neutral Reader

summary: canon-divergent, big family!au

currently working on genuinely whatever i can come up with

beta’d by @ssaic-jareau​, without whom none of this would be possible

Part IV: Optics

Ao3 Linking in Progress

2012

Figure It Out ✦ | 7x11 "True Genius" Spoiled Many More ✸ Seven ✸ Misdirected ☰ Talent Tell ✦ | 7x23 - 7x24 "Hit/Run" Cracks Implication ✦ Optics Long Shot ✦ Jurisdiction | Crossover: NCIS 10x09 "Devil's Trifecta"

2013

A Big Step A Favor ✸ The Whole Picture | 8x18 "Restoration" Mom ☰

Part V: Qualified

Ao3 Linking in Progress

2013

Trifles Light as Air ☰ | 8x23 "Brothers Hotchner" A Given Qualified Meaningful Support ✸ In a Minute ✸ Leave It ✸ Marksmanship Caught Out | 9x05 "Route 66" - 9x10 "In the Blood" Professionalism | 9x11 "Bully"

2014

Attention ✸ Reservations Presumption Strategy | 9x16 "Gabby" Scarecrow of the Law | 9x23 - 9x24 "Angels/Demons" Birds of Prey | 9x23 - 9x24 "Angels/Demons" Keen Pretty/Drunk ✸ Fifteen ✸ Balm Two of Us | 8x14 "All That Remains" Reality Check ☰ | 10x09 "Fate"

Part VI: Close Calls

Ao3 Linking in Progress From this point forward, all fics are fem!reader unless otherwise noted.

2015

Unimaginable Faith Priorities ✸ News | 10x17 "Breath Play" Metanoia ✂ Meraki First-Born Credentials A Technicality ✸ | gender neutral reader Naming Rights Full Disclosure Acting Out | 11x01 "The Job" A Boy Double Digits Bunker | 11x02 "The Witness" Close Calls March Complicated | 11x03 "Til Death Do Us Part" Off Homefront | 11x15 "A Badge and a Gun" Locked | 11x16 "Derek" Loaded | 11x16 "Derek" Ready for Bear | 11x16 "Derek" Roadblock | 11x04 "Outlaw"Mouthwash Questions

Masterlist Part I

Masterlist Part III

[bayetea]

The Red Metanoia — A Percabeth Royalty AU | Chapter 5 out now ♡

... Princess Annabeth is obviously very pretty. Anyone with eyes could see that. But for what little consideration he had ever given to the notion of marriage in the past (Percy figured that he’d have kids someday, give them a safer, happier childhood than he had ever had), he’d hoped that it would be for love. That he’d eventually meet a wonderful girl who loves him for who he is, and they could have a simple life and home together with a son and daughter beneath their roof. Not necessarily in the near future, but ideally before his hair starts going gray. This arrangement with the princess would be nothing of the sort. Sure, they would be husband and wife, but only as obligated actors in a loveless marriage. And sure, they would probably be expected to have kids someday, but not on their own terms. And sure, this palace was a grander house than he had ever imagined himself living in, but it could never be a proper home— “—Wait. Kids?” Percy spoke aloud, startled by his own thoughts like he hadn’t been the one to think them. “I’m gonna have to have kids with her?” — TRM, Ch. 05