#mirror post: ao3

[sourscratched]

the hand that feeds

[stardust-falling]

If you enjoy my fics, please consider reading my original xianxia novel, Ghosts of the Heart! The first three chapters are currently available to read for free on patreon (the whole first arc will be free there eventually), and having more engagement with this would honestly give me a little more ammunition against my current bout of writers' block 〒▽〒

Also I just like the little guys who originated from my brain & also want more people to know about them.

[magolorz-shoppe]

Alright so, here’s some of my current fanfic ideas. Too many, and I’m indecisive. A horrible combo! So, instead, here’s a poll to see which ones you guys like best. More detail about them below the cut

More info about each below the cut!

-Magolor meets Morpho Knight: After the CROWNED fight, Magolor was supposed to die, leading Morpho Knight to come to take his soul. However, this strange mage had managed to hold himself together just enough for a possible second chance, so Morpho Knight chooses to give him a chance at redemption. (Short fanfic)

-Magolor and Meta Knight fight together to save the dimensions/timelines: Basically a “what if the multiverse collapsed and the two guys who don’t get along gotta save it?” Worlds like “Kirby and the Epic Yarn” will be involved, Galacta Knight too, Super Kirby clash, etc.. They’ll all be combined, as well as the people in them (yes as horrifying as that sounds, it’s how it’s supposed to be) and Magolor and Meta Knight have to fix everything due to being some of the few remaining. (Long fanfic)

-The Mirror World begins falling apart, leaving Dark Meta Knight to fix it: From being left in constant darkness even after Dark Mind was gone, eventually it’s too much, causing the start of the collapse of the Mirror World. Shadow Kirby has to protect the citizens inside, and there’s no way Shadow Dedede is going to help, so Dark Meta Knight has to step up, going to the main world to find a fix. A sort of redemption arc, if you will. (Long fanfic)

-Magolor and Haltmann swap: Magolor takes Haltmann’s place, making Star Dream and mechanizing planets, even though his original goal was just to build a themepark for the universe to enjoy/making people happy. I don’t know much about Robobot, so I would make many creative changes here…on that note, there wouldn’t be a second fanfic with Haltmann and Susie going after the Master Crown. Sorry! (Long fanfic)

-Magolor’s perspective first landing in Super Kirby Clash: Right after the epilogue when he ends up there, his thoughts and actions, and what leads him to open a shop! Would this include his return home? Maybe…depends on my motivation. (Could be short or long)

[faebriel]

realising that my tied-second most written relationships on ao3 are (dsmp) c!wilbur&c!tubbo and c!niki&c!tommy. reflection in the world's stupidest mirror or whatever

[partystoragechest]

Unwanted Headcanons and Extras

Some details about the story and headcanons for future events. Warning for spoilers and length.

Story Details:

The gaze Trevelyan feels when she talks about Sudton with Cullen is a Spirit of Justice, who witnessed what happened to the delegation, and pursues her to ensure justice is done

A cut scene from Arc 4 would've had Cullen confront Trevelyan on Leliana's behalf about Ostwick's phylactery vault, which survived the rebellion but was mysteriously destroyed weeks later

Post-Chapter 50 Headcanons:

After Cullen returns from the siege on Adamant, they spend the next three days together

Trevelyan and Dorian often train with each other, improving her combat skill; he also teaches her lightning techniques

Cullen and Trevelyan meet at her stargazing spot so often that Tenbry the guard knows when to skedaddle

The Ladies correspond with Trevelyan regularly; she knows about Giles' grandmother, and is delighted for her

Trevelyan has met Nymira and her baby, and she'll occasionally cover for Nymira, if she ever needs to run off

Cole, when meeting Trevelyan for the first time, says, "She's safe now, you can go," but does not explain why

Trevelyan is sad Lady Erridge never got to speak to Cassandra, after discovering her love of romance novels

Trevelyan is relieved the Baroness never met Bull, for obvious reasons

Solas, one day, discovers Trevelyan wandering about Skyhold, apparently attempting to reinforce its wards, and lends a hand

Though she did her best to sort the belongings of her fallen comrades, Trevelyan could not recall who owned some of them; however, she keeps these herself, displayed in her room

After Well, Shit, the War Council reveal to Trevelyan that red lyrium is Blighted; she re-commits to curing it, with Dagna and Dorian's help

Both Val Misrenne and Coldon become staunch allies to the Inquisition, providing strongholds in Orlais and Ferelden

Post-Epilogue Headcanons:

Trevelyan travels with the army to the Arbor Wilds, to ensure the red lyrium rune works against Samson's armour

When Cullen finally returns from battle, wounded and delirious from lack of sleep, she heals him herself

Giles and Vichy marry; the Ladies send their congratulations through letters (Erridge wants EVERY detail of the dress)

The Baroness does visit the University of Orlais to see the Comtesse's ex-fiance; her revenge plan goes a little too well

Trevelyan is studying red lyrium at the Temple of Sacred Ashes when Corypheus arrives, and fights to send word to Skyhold

Herzt is with her, and is almost killed; she is wounded protecting him from the blast of the Breach reopening, and cannot fight in the final battle (Cullen is not okay with any of this)

Trevelyan's encounter with Corypheus inspires her plan to cure the Blight by creating a new Blight, called the 'Purging Blight', but this may take years

Lady Erridge and Lady Orroat's wedding takes place sometime after Corypheus' defeat, but before Trespasser; both Cullen and Trevelyan are invited, as well as the Ladies, and a certain son of an Arl--the drama is, needless to say, very juicy

Though to say any more would definitely be spoilers. See you again for Unwanted: Attention!

[catguangcorner]

💌 SOOO i wrote a fic! [a yearning so heavy it hurts] , oneshot [under 1k]

[But no matter how heavy, Yan Wei could bear it, forever. She would gladly do it for her radiant Xu Youyi.]

🖇️ read here—

[pang3l]

I am afraid of you — Emilico/Kate oneshot 

Kate loves Emilico.

Or perhaps the word “love” itself is wrong. Kate adores Emilico to no end, Emilico is her “face”, but she is also her heart.

Emilico also loves Kate. To her, Kate is the most precious thing that she has.

While Emilico embraces the love she has for Kate, Kate pulls away from it.

Additional Tags: Character Study, Pining, Fluff, Holding Hands, Internal Conflict, Accidents, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Self-Hatred 

[toporecall]

I got a new feysand fic idea and it is dark angsty sexy but i know it is going to be loooooooong and I am feeling intimidated about starting it

[bookwyrminspiration]

if young Sophie had any social media I think it might’ve been tumblr, but what would she post? destiel? Sophie fanfic author au, she logs on to ao3 like “hey sorry this chapter has taken like 3 years, turns out I’m not actually human and I had to leave my whole life behind and I keep getting hunted down by these pyromaniacs and I’ve been hospitalized over a dozen times. but I saw the Spanish dub and just had to get something out, sorry it took so long, enjoy xx”

[arthropod-concoctions]

part 9 (final part)

Joel tried to resist the grip pulling him into the water, but found himself overwhelmed as his head was pulled under the surface. Images started to flash in his mind, some looking familiar to him, some not so much. The Mezalean Palace, in all its glory. A little house on a hill, burning to ashes. Jimmy- the Codfather- fleeing from a shaking machine with count fWhip. Jimmy- the Sheriff- shouting at him for stealing his hat. Running with an army of wolves, chasing people he didn't recognise. A rectangular edge surrounding all of it, the whole Universe contained within a-

You see it now, right? Joel heard himself saying. All of this is Lore. EVERYTHING is Lore! Without it, we wouldn't even exist!

The visions continued on. All the emperors jumping over a table, fighting over a crown. A figure covered in shadows summoning massive tentacles from the ground. Himself rapping to fWhip while jimmy beatboxes. He wasn't really beatboxing, the music was playing in a different

All of it was dizzying to Joel. Is this just what it's constantly like in your head? He said.

Yeah, pretty much, was the reply. I know everything that's ever happened. Cool, right?

This is a nightmare. I almost feel bad for you.

While still overwhelming, Joel was beginning to see some coherence in the flashes of vision. Twelve rulers, sitting around a campfire, ready to face the world. Joel wandering off, looking for a location to settle. Joel ignoring the nagging feeling tugging him towards the mesa; Jimmy had already claimed that land. How did he know that?

Feel bad? You shouldn't feel bad, you should be jealous. This doesn't bother me at all. The Lore fixed that weird feeling I had, and made me a perfect, handsome god on top of that!

But Joel had seen Joel's face in the fountain. The Lore was affecting him, even if he didn't notice it. And with visions of everything that had ever happened at his fingertips, Joel was beginning to get an understanding of how this had happened. Gradually, he managed to steer the visions so he could see the picture clearly.

The twelve original rulers, all dying or disappearing. The Universe reviving them one by one. The Universe trying to reincarnate someone that had never died, and succeeding. But not quite. A group call to discuss the start of a new season. Joel coming across a magical fountain. Joel jumping into the fountain, and feeling it fill the gaping hole in his soul with knowledge that could never properly fit inside. Joel emerging from the fountain with everything he'd ever wanted, and the knowledge that none of it was real.

Wait, how are you doing that? It's supposed to just wash over you, you can't just...

The Lore didn't fix you at all. You were never meant to exist like this. It was neither the king of Mezalea nor the god of Stratos speaking. A fractured mind couldn't possibly handle this state of being, but a whole one might. Joel reached out toward himself.

What? STOP THAT! Joel retreated, and the visions flew into disarray again. Joel sending messages to Sausage along with their child. Joel repeatedly coming up with new ways to make the same joke at Jimmy's expense. Joel never knowing why he did it, just that he was supposed to.

Face it, Joel. You don't have any of this under control. But at least you'll have it stop controlling you, if you'd just work with me here.

A moment of quiet. If there was one thing Joel didn't like, it was someone else being better than him at his own game. Two mirror images slowly coming together.

Let's fix this error. It was both the king of Mezalea and the god of Stratos speaking.

…

………

Joel lifted his head up out of the water, gasping for air. He breathed heavily for a few seconds until he remembered that, as a statue and as an immortal god, he was never at any actual risk of drowning. He stood up, and looked down at himself.

He was dressed in a toga coloured a regal purple. His skin was made of perfect terracotta, and his fingernails were white as quartz. He had a well-trimmed beard and a normal, respectable height. Nice, he thought to himself as he stepped onto the street.

Hermes had wandered towards the fountain, and was now looking at Joel with big eyes. “Hey Hermes,” Joel said as he picked the boy up, “D'you like the new look?” Hermes gestured towards him, and then towards the fountain of Lore. “You want to play in the fountain? Maybe later. Daddy's got some stuff to do now.” He kissed Hermes' forehead, then gently put him down again. The boy nodded, then ran back towards his house, jumping over the gaps in the street without a second thought.

Gosh, he's adorable. And I couldn't even recognise him earlier, Joel thought. Maybe lore isn't all bad. But there was something more important than Lore to think about right now: getting back to Jimmy. He'd made a promise, after all. He spread his wings and began flying the familiar route towards Tumble Town.

While taking off, he noticed the outskirts of Critter City from the corner of his eye. It really is a shame me and Lizzie aren't married anymore though, he thought. But he wasn't too upset about it. After all, he could always just get up and-

Flying into the valley of Tumble Town, Joel saw Jimmy pacing back and forth near the unfinished track. Looked like he hadn't made much progress since Joel departed. As he descended, Jimmy heard him approaching and looked up- and his face dropped. It occurred to Joel that Jimmy would have no idea of what just happened.

Joel touched down next to Jimmy. “Hey, Jim,” he said, and smiled to him. “I'm back!”

“You're back. You- what did you do? Why are you wearing his clothing now?” Jimmy didn't sound at all happy to see him.

“Well, I talked to myself, then had a fight with myself, then nearly drowned in a one block deep fountain... but the point is, I solved the conflict. It's all good now.”

Jimmy wasn't satisfied with that explanation. “Oh, you solved the conflict did you? But what about me, then? Have you made friends just to team up against me? Are you-” Jimmy abruptly interrupted himself, and tilted his head while looking at Joel, squinting. “Did you get taller?”

“Yes, I did. I also got shorter. Look, Jimmy, I don't think you understand what's happened. This,” he gestured at his own body, “Is the new and improved Joel. Not the old Joel, not the new and kind of broken Joel, but both of them fused together to form one, somewhat functional person.”

Jimmy was still squinting. “So, you're both the Joels fused together then?”

“Yep. And I'm still the god of Stratos, but... I haven't broken that promise I made. I'd like to also still be your friend. So, I wanted to apologise for all the mocking I've been doing.” Joel held out his hand towards Jimmy. “Maybe we can start over clean.”

Jimmy still seemed skeptical. “And... you're not gonna call me a toy anymore?”

“Nope. I'll even take down the alien from the hill.” It was a good joke, but there comes a point where even a good joke gets stretched too thin. He'd have to come up with some new jokes, but that should probably wait a while.

“Well...” Jimmy cracked a smile, and took Joel's hand with his own. “Alright then. We'll give it a try.”

And as they shook hands, Joel's broken heart was finally starting to mend.

(ch 1 | ch 8)

[treesspeaklatin]

You can find me on AO3 ->

AOS spirk, 5 wrong kisses + 1 right kiss

AOS spirk, queerplatonic romance (?) / pre-slash (?) / epic friendship (?)

MIRROR spirk, feelings but it’s mirrorverse

AOS spirk, winter holidays, fake dating and awkward meet the parents

AOS spirk, johnlock AU

[maintitle]

just musical acknowledgement of the dress and a tribute to the level of sexual tension they have. iconic.

[burinazar]

Saw the tag “PWP Without Porn” and I’m definitely going to need that at some point for like. My weird stories where nothing actually quote unquote happens, in a strictly sexual sense, and it's about like. I dunno, tenderly sucking on the soft webbed skin at the juncture of two of your partner’s fingers to draw venom out of a bite wound, it’s a difficult angle but your lips are nimble and willing and their pain is gradually dulled perhaps by something in the venom perhaps by your warm and wet ministrations and your tongue and your saliva. Stuff like that. Y’know. Normal stuff.

[frostwing213]

So... I've been listening to music from Heathers the Musical for hours now. I love the stupid musical and I've watched it online way to many times.

Anyways, I'm also obsessed with the song "The Ballad of Sara Berry" (To the point where I'm working on and have almost finished a small project where I'm basically turning the story the song tells into an actual written story. It's been really fun.) And I just thought...

What if, a Ballad of Sara Berry musical?

Just imagine...

[superscourge]

me: this'll just be a short little comic so i can build up some emotion before a scene i want to draw ^^

me: [writes the script]

me: all done! i wonder how many pages thisll come out to?? i'll check to see how many my other comic was at this point in its script

the other comic: 106 pages

me:

me: hmm!

[voiddemon]

outfit i wear during the skirfluff trivia gameshow (deadly)