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@briwates saw your other post about this couple being gahan coded and i totally agree! i was telling @fr-wiwiw about this gifset in particular bc smth about 1+2 feels possessive, just yohan between gaon's open legs and gaon putting space between them because he's overly heated but doesn't want them to stop entirely either
Khun Yai, what makes you like frangipanis? Its gentle scent makes me feel liberated, and it's also enchanting. I think... it smells like you, Jom.
I FEEL YOU LINGER IN THE AIR (2023) Dir. Tee Bundit Sintanaparadee
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I need a Zukka arranged marriage AU where Sokka is grumpy about his impending arranged marriage and even more annoyed when the Fire Nation sends over a whole bunch of scrolls on proper courting practices and etiquette, because fuck if he’s reading all of that.
But then Zuko arrives and Sokka has an, “Oh, no, he’s hot,” moment. And even though he tries to remain aloof and act like he’s totally not into Zuko, he’s kind of intrigued by Zuko and also feels kind of protective of Zuko when Zuko doesn’t know basic information that even the youngest kid in the Water Tribe is aware is essential for survival. And like, Zuko seeks him out at meals to sit by him but also tries to give him space, and even if he is a bit stuffy and addicted to rules and etiquette. But he’s polite to Gran-Gran and to Sokka’s dad, and even tries to be nice to Katara, who’s even more skeptical of this arranged marriage than Sokka himself.
And like, one thing that’s really weird is that Zuko keeps giving Sokka gifts? Like, he gives Sokka spices from the Fire Nation, he gives Sokka a sword when he learns Sokka is interested in learning how to fight with one, etc. And he thinks this is nice and all, but he never really knows of anything to give Zuko in return. But hey, maybe the constant gifts are a weird Fire Nation way of showing affection?
But soon Zuko starts acting weird and distant, and Sokka can tell he’s stressed and he looks super tired and upset, and Sokka can’t get him to talk to him no matter what he tries. And Sokka is suddenly very worried for this other boy who he wouldn’t have cared about a few weeks ago but who seems so sad now.
So finally—FINALLY—Lt. Jee, who’s been watching this all go down with an unimpressed scowl on his face, basically tells Sokka that all those gifts from Zuko? Yeah, those are courting gifts, and by accepting them, Sokka showed that he’s considering Zuko as a suitor. But since he never reciprocated and gave Zuko anything return, the marriage can’t go through. And if Sokka doesn’t accept, Zuko will have to return to the Fire Nation in disgrace and Ozai would consider him a complete failure. And BTW, if Sokka had just READ THE SCROLLS that the Fire Nation sent over, Sokka would know this. (Lt. Jee is so done with this dude who thinks he can play games with his beloved Fire Prince’s heart. Not while Jee’s around.)
So IDK how this ends, but Sokka should be at least optimistic about his future with Zuko, and Zuko should be shyly pleased that his intended appreciated his efforts all along, yay. And also, Hakoda should find out about what a scummy dad Ozai is and adopt Zuko. Jee is happy his boy gets to be happy. Please reblog if you have other ideas/anything to add!
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Gender bent Darrel Curtis getting four part time jobs just to make ends meet because nobody will hire a girl full time. Gender bent Darrel Curtis trying so hard to be soft like their mom but everyone knows Soda is better. Gender bent Darrel Curtis worrying so much that she’s giving herself an eating disorder. Gender bent Darrel Curtis inheriting all her mothers perfumes but she can’t bear to wear them in fear that she’ll forget. Gender bent Darrel Curtis calling Mrs. Matthew’s on the phone because she doesn’t know what to dress her father in for the funeral. Gender bent Darrel Curtis arguing with social workers that she is enough, the boys will suffice without a father figure in the home. Gender bent Darrel Curtis already stretched so thin and now being expected by most of the gang to make a full meal every night. Gender bent Darrel Curtis saying nothing about being sexually harassed at work because losing one of her jobs means losing her brothers. Gender bent Darrel Curtis lashing out at her brothers because she is so scared and angry all the time.
I have so many ideas about a Gender bent Darrel Curtis and in dire need to hear others ideas on this.
#the outsiders#the outsiders musical#darry curtis#sodapop curtis#ponyboy curtis#maybe I’ll write a fic#my fic ideas#gender bent#gender bent darrel curtis#gender bent outsiders
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As Tommy has a cancer trope is popular, let's mix it with mpreg Buck like that:
Tommy ignores and blocks Buck's number during treatment, and he has his bell ceremony in the hospital, where Buck would be rushed bc of some problems during labor.
Consider: Tommy leaves the hospital with a smile, thinking he starts new, cancer free life, maybe even thinking about going to Buck and explain everything, when he sees love of his life, getting wheeled into the hospital with huge belly, unconscious with all his pants in blood. Eddie runs behind the paramedics, screaming everything they need to know before, he sees Tommy. He grabs his hand and drags Tommy with them.
Screaming, in whisper bc you know they are in a hospital, Eddie says all he thinks about Tommy, while Buck is in OP. He lets Tommy explain eventually, and Eddie calls him an idiot, but shows him all the ultrasounds that Buck kept in his pregnancy binder. Eventually doctor comes to them and tells that twins are absolutely fine and are ready for skin to skin with their other parent,and Buck is fine too, but he sleeps bc he lost too much blood
Eddie sends Tommy to his kids and Buck. Buck wakes up when Tommy is with a nurse, who shows him how to feed his kids
They talk. They know they are not even close to be fine, and now they need to think about kids first, and they agree to take in slow. But still try again. Because they need each other. They love each other
#mpreg#pregnant Buck#tw cancer#tw blood#bucktommy#bucktommy mpreg can fix them era#my fic ideas#evan buckley#evan buck buckley#tommy kinard#eddie diaz
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‘change of plans,’ yohan says as soon as the elevator doors ping open to reveal his associate judge. he pivots neatly, trusting gaon to follow. ‘instead of meeting with the financial crimes team, we’re getting dinner with a former executive assistant from saram media.’
‘chief,’ replies gaon, hurrying after yohan as they exit the building. ‘there’s something i need to tell you. urgently.’
‘after dinner,’ yohan offers without breaking his stride, mind moving faster than his feet. ‘if the assistant has credible information on irregular expenditures we can -- ‘
‘i’m leaving the live court.’
years of fighting practice are all that prevent yohan from tripping over the last step in the staircase. he whirls in place to stare down his associate judge, who moves fluidly down the stairs to meet yohan, face resolute. ‘and law, for the time being.’
yohan searches gaon’s stubborn expression for clues and finds none. his associate judge was straightforward to a painful degree, so he can’t parse out this sudden need for gaon to stand his ground.
‘where to?’ he asks and immediately blanches when gaon replies unflinchingly, ‘the social responsibility foundation. jung sunah invited me to be her executive assistant, seeing as the position was vacated by her promotion following chairman seo’s untimely passing.’
‘you mean his murder,’ yohan replies, appalled at gaon’s cavalier attitude. ‘or did you forget that along with the rest of your senses. kim gaon, what are you doing?’
the doors slide open at the top of the stairs, unseen footsteps halting then frantically shuffling away, eager to escape the scene unfolding near the back entrance of the ministry.
‘making a difference,’ gaon replies. he has the gall to find this a complete answer and doesn't elaborate.
‘isn’t that what you’re doing at the live court, in the country’s first truly democratic --’ he ignores gaon’s skeptical eyebrow -- ‘trial in half a millennia. stay here. this is where you can make a difference.’
‘once upon a time, yes, when cha kyung hee was our primary opponent but the game has changed,’ gaon replies. ‘it’s gotten far bigger than us, than the live court. the SRF chooses our cases. our evidence gets tampered with. our witnesses go mum or missing.’ gaon follows yohan’s gaze when yohan looks away irritatedly at this recollection of their failures. ‘i’ve played the game your way but it’s not working. we need a man on the inside.’
‘she’ll hurt you,’ yohan replies lowly. ‘she’ll destroy whatever idealism you have left, manipulate you into compromising on your principles, threaten you with her own hands if being in association with her doesn’t put you in danger first.’
‘that's not so different from the danger i currently face,’ gaon counters quietly.
yohan refuses to feel shame. refuses to look away or cow down. ‘being my associate judge is what makes you vulnerable. gaon, jung sunah won’t trust a thing you say or do. she’ll misguide you, use you, and discard you.’
looking into gaon’s far too knowing eyes, yohan suddenly recalls with abrupt clarity how it felt to squeeze the younger man’s neck while gaon scrabbled uselessly at yohan’s hands, face turning red as he choked before yohan slammed him against the bookshelf in the study.
gaon shrugs but he looks invigorated instead of defeated. ‘maybe so but she can’t be everywhere at once. when she looks at me, you’ll be in the shadows. and when she’s distracted by you, i’ll have your back. yohan,’ he shakes his head. ‘we don’t know what the SRF is planning, only that lives are at stake. we can’t wait for her to act first.’
‘save your heartfelt speeches for the public, gaon,’ yohan grouses, unable to maintain his composure given how fast this conversation is going off track. ‘i won’t let you go. in fact, i forbid it.’
‘you can’t stop it,’ gaon says, expression turning tender as he looks at yohan. ‘PD-nim aired it in an announcement just now. preventing me from leaving will mean contradicting an official communication from the ministry --’
he gasps when yohan springs up the two steps separating them and grabs gaon by the collar, tightly, yanking him in. where words failed violence would suffice. ‘i’ll retract it,’ yohan breathes, eyes blazing. ‘frame it as hearsay and fire the entire production team for their careless mistake.
‘you could,’ gaon says, unresisting, ‘chain me to you, and the live court. but i would escape eventually. seeing me unhappy would affect you. you’ll slip up.’ and his hands come to rest on yohan’s trembling frame, sliding down yohan’s back in a physically soothing gesture.
‘you have some nerve,’ yohan says with a dangerous manic grin, before he hauls gaon in for a fierce and fiery kiss. it’s their first one and the furthest thing from gentle but gaon comes willingly, hot little mouth opening under yohan’s aggressive tongue as gaon practically climbs on top of him, crushing yohan's suit jacket and messing up yohan’s coiffed hair in his greedy hands.
‘one year,’ gaon tears his mouth away to pant, wetly and hotly against yohan’s lips. he presses their foreheads together. ‘one year to find out what she and the SRF are planning. after that, you can get me out of there. i promise.’
‘i want daily check ins and a GPS tracker on you at all times, do you understand?’ yohan snarls and sinks his teeth into gaon’s plump lip, splitting it down the middle and licking the blood that wells up.
‘this is crazy and dangerous,’ yohan pants.
‘yes, yes,’ gaon gasps. they’re in public and in imminent danger of being caught. it’s taking all of yohan’s discipline to leash the animal part of him that wants to claim gaon on the public steps for all to see like a lion in rut.
‘which is why it’s going to work,’ gaon says. ‘now kiss me darling, before have i go.’
‘presumptuous,’ yohan replies but his entire body short circuits at gaon’s intentions, his skin going hot and his core trembling in anticipation.
at the top of the stairs, gaon pauses and says nonchalantly, ‘tell elijah i’ll be home on mondays, wednesdays and thursdays to make dinner. and, don’t worry about maintaining my bedroom. i moved all my things into yours before i left.’
‘or prescient. trust me. i know what i’m doing,’ gaon throws over his shoulder and leaves.
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I just think Karlach deserves to be worshipped and ruthlessly fucked by Halsin.
If anyone can take his cock like a champ it's her. He wouldn't have to worry too much about being gentle because Karlach is much less likely to snap like a twig if he gets too rough (and she would probably love it)
Halsin would end up with more claw marks than she would by the end of the night.
Consider:
> karlach being told she's beautiful, halsin worshipping every ridge, mark, curve, and scar on ner body. He's delighted to see her flames turn blue
>karlach running her hands all over Halsin, finally she can TOUCH someone and there is SO MUCH of him to explore
>Karlach standing against a tree, her nails scratching and clawing at its bark while Halsin eats her out
>Karlach moaning loudly, not caring who hears. She's just SO into it all and her reactions drive Halsin *wild*
>Karlach on top of halsin, riding his cock, matching his energy and force
> halsin taking her from behind, his hands grasping at the ground beneath her to gain some traction as she bucks her hips into every one of this thrusts
> lots of biting and scratching
> halsin being strong enough to effortlessly pick her up and fuck her standing up
> so. Much. Aftercare. They are disgusting, sweaty, covered in dirt and grass and leaves and sweat and various fluids when they're done. Halsin actually spent and out of breath when they're through. Both of them have come multiple times.
>A very satisfying bath in a cool stream together afterwards.
I just think Halsin would be a perfect "lover to get lost in until sunrise" for her and she deserves it.
Just pure, rough, primal sex
#karlach x halsin#halsin x karlach#im just spitballing here#i have too many other wips to work on so if anyone writes this#for the love of all the gods of faerun please tag me#fic ideas#fic inspo#my fic ideas#plot bunnies#bg3#baldur's gate 3 fanfiction#bg3 fanfic#bg3 fic#halsin fic#halsin smut#karlach fic#karlach smut#karlach#karlach cliffgate#halsin silverbough
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Air Temple Island, the Water Tribes & the Real Life Influences that bring them together
I was gonna screenshot a post I saw and add it to my post but I don’t feel like giving that individual attention (and the 300+ notes they got), so I just decided to make my own standalone post debunking this narrative that air temple island is this fully air nomad brothel (yes they said this) with ZERO water tribe motifs which katara is forced to live in until aang passed away.
frankly it just reminded me of how little people in this fandom actually bother to analyze the actual content, instead preferring to write entirely made up scenarios of katara being reduced to an air nomad incubator along with dozens other female acolytes (yes they also said this lmao. also them acting like both male AND female acolytes weren’t living on the whole other side of the island 😭)
when in truth, i’ve come to find a lot of elements of both water tribes as well as traditional inuit elements across air temple island:
1. the paifang
a traditionally chinese element that for some reason is exclusively found in the northern water tribe (why do they have a gate inside a throne room, you ask? ask the white people that made this show). the one on the left is actually one of two aang BUILT, at the main entrance and another at the temple entrance. this is just one example of water tribe design on the island.
2. the bagua mosaic
another structure is the bagua mosaic on the training grounds. bagua is a set of traditional chinese symbols of the cosmology, taoism. the bagua composes of 8 sets of broken or unbroken lines that represent yin and yang. where have we seen yin and yang in the original series? oh yeah, as tui and la of the water tribe! (because atla is a mess of asiatic and indigenous motifs joined together and spread out across each nation, mainly traditionally chinese elements at that.) aang building this right next to the air nomad training grounds is a symbol of the dual bending heritage their children will have.
3. gold and blue accents
now, gold and blue are the main colors of the exterior structures but is also very strong inside the air temple itself. note, the massive air nomad symbol designed fully in blue in the center and the blue banners and rugs throughout the temple. this is no doubt, for me, a visual depiction of both katara and aang’s representative cultures, but of course this is not limited to color only.
4. cloud carvings
now, this is a slight detour since clouds aren’t a significant part of either of their individual cultures (that we know) but i love the kataang monopoly they have on clouds as a couple so i’m talking about it. if you look at these images very closely what do you see? CLOUD CARVINGS!! specifically near the ceiling of the pavilion (left) and the arches and walls of the temple (right) just imagining aang painting and etching these very consistent swirls, like he’ll never be the selfish inconsiderate unromantic loser you people want him to be, but let’s get more into the southern water tribe style interior.
5. interior design
so here is a southern water tribe white lotus outpost vs the air temple island main dining room. first thing, the seat cushions and rug! while we don’t see air nomad eating quarters we do get to see enough SWT customs both in atla and lok, to know this is how they traditionally eat compared to the north (limiting myself on pics cuz mobile).
another thing is the dining table itself. both have what i believe to be built in fire pits (i couldn’t actually tell for the air temple island one cuz of the quality but if you zoom in you can see the lines go in the table plus the hanging kettle on it makes it obvious to me idk). the southern water tribe one however is clear and likely a more traditional version of what aang and katara have.
thirdly, the exposed timber on the ceiling. i actually looked it up and found this is a common element of these two inuit structures: left is an aasiaat peat house and right is an igloolik turf house. all this for me to believe not only did aang build air temple island to be a haven for the TWO of them but also that katara herself had a lot of input on the interior than people care to notice lol.
maybe instead of projecting these loser fantasies of katara being some unwilling air nomad baby making machine so you can feel better about your fantasies of katara living in a red palace with people that tried to wipe her out for a whole century, you all can go study the actual canon you were shown and the real life cultures the franchise takes from.
6. lastly, some of my own headcanons/stuff i want to see in the movie
the bathroom because I LIVE for a white marble tiled bathroom. i just know katara has to have a HUGE tub and they have one of those insane glass showers that can fit like 3 people, with cloud swirls everywhere because aang clearly got it like that
the KITCHEN, i imagine it being timber like the dining room and is probably on the other side behind the built-in shelf (get into the details like hello). in a perfect world, it would be open plan but hey
the bedroom, now we saw it in lok a bit but i wanna see it in the gaang movie too. i’m on pic limit but there’s a lot of artwork and flowers throughout the whole house which i give katara credit for because I can. like the desk, the bookshelf, that fancy looking vase thing? these two clearly have taste like don’t talk to me rn
I also didn’t show the rooms and aang’s study but there’s a lot of blue decor in those places which makes me think katara decorated the whole house, even the acolytes’ hall has blue sitting cushions and columns which i think is such a nice detail.
if you guys have any air temple island headcanons of your own please reply with some i’m feening lol
big shoutout to this user:
atla-annotated (their page is so great and filled with a lot of incredible information if you guys like this sort of stuff)
#atla#kataang#anti anti kataang#anti anti aang#aang the builder#i’ll keep saying it#anti anti katara#anti zutara#enough of with these loser fantasies#i’m sorry kataang will never have that cold sad narrative y’all desperately want them to#they need their own architectural digest house tour at this point#katara interior decorator fic when??#i need the hgtv kataang fic too btw#my fic ideas#my headcanons#air temple island#lok#cloudfamily#water tribe#air temple
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a Drunk History episode about the Howling Commandos narrated by Tony Stark years before he became Iron Man and the Avengers were a thing when no one actually believed Captain America would be found
#drunk history#tony stark#howling commandos#captain america#i legit might actually write this#my fic ideas
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I'm entertained by the concept of a TCW mission fic involving Our Heroes having to secure the loyalty of a planet with a culture that values the opinions of clones above all others, and Rex and whoever have to be shoehorned into negotiating positions they were not meant for.
Do what you will with that. I haven't given it much more thought.
#basically starfighters of adumar but tcw#star wars#star wars the clone wars#my fic ideas#clones#clone troopers#captain rex
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So my friend has a crush on someone who hosts those home-selling parties. You know, the ones that sell everything from bath products, skin care, tupperware and even sex toys.
My friend keep going to their parties and buying random shit they don't need, trying to work up the courage to ask the vivacious host out. I found this rather hilarious and very Wangxian coded.
Now I have an itch to write a one shot about LWJ desperately in love with inventor WWX, who hosts parties to showcase his own line of organic skincare products that removes all those icky toxins from your skin the natural way - yes, an absolute nod to guidao. LWJ can hardly move in his house because of all the boxes of facemask and toner he'll never get through in his entire lifetime and is trying to give his brother 20 boxes to take away with him. LXC just laughs and suggests LWJ should just invest in the company and ask WWX out already before LWJ runs out of room and has to rent a warehouse to store it all in.
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Buck and Tommy go on a road trip and Buck is just being a brat the whole time. They stop at a truck stop to fill up with gas and use the bathroom.
Tommy follows Buck into the bathroom and proceeds to degrade him for his bratty attitude before turning him around, ripping down his pants, and fucking him hard against the sink. The bathroom isn’t the cleanest, the tiles blackened from poor maintenance and the sink yellowed with hard water, small chips taken out of the ceramic. He doesn't even bother to cover his mouth, HOPING people will hear the way his brat screams his name.
Make what you will of this.
Send post as the cool kids say.
#bucktommy#tevan#kinley#kinkley#bucktommy fic ideas#kinley fic ideas#tevan fic ideas#kinkley fic ideas#my fic ideas
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AU where Anakin kills Palpatine and stays a Jedi and stays on the Council. And then begins to get along with various members of the Council.
Like, Palps is dead, right? And Mace loves theater, so Anakin and Mace start going to shows together and then grabbing dinner together afterward to discuss his performance. And then Kit recruits Anakin to join his water polo team (of whatever the Star Wars equivalent is), and then Shaak invites Anakin to help her organize the Temple lightsaber tournament, so they start having these long meetings over lunch. And then Plo and Saesee are also really into piloting, and so they and Anakin decide to relaunch the Temple piloting program with Anakin as one of the instructors.
And meanwhile, Obi-Wan struggles not to feel jealous that Anakin used to be his exclusive BFF, but now he barely sees Anakin anymore because everyone else has realized something they have in common with Anakin.
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I know this has probably been said before but I'm 100% sure that Darrel Curtis can not sleep at night unless he knows that his both of his brothers are home safe. If one of them is out, he will stay up in the recliner worrying. Just waiting for them to come home and be okay. He just can't sleep if he knows one of them could be in trouble. It reminds him too much of the way they learned about their parents death.
It's one of the things that neither one of his brothers catch. Ponyboy has gone to bed and Darry is up waiting even though he has work the next morning. Sodapop stumbles in with Steve at like three in the morning. Darry stands up, places both of his hands on Soda's shoulders, checking him over while his mouth is drawn in a firm line. Then once he determines he is okay, he starts to bed without a word. Soda looks at Steve while Steve just lifts his eyebrows in confusion. They go to bed neither of them knows what just happened.
#the outsiders#sodapop curtis#darry curtis#ponyboy curtis#the outsiders musical#dallas winston#two bit mathews#steve randle#johnny cade#big brother#big brother darrel#I love you Darry#my fic ideas
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I only just met Nick Valentine, but I’m already having ideas.
That thing he said about being a prototype? Well, being between second and third generation Synths, based on his outward appearance and intelligence, I’d say he’s leaning more toward the third generation or more “human-like” variations of his kind. In my mind, that means he has all working parts, if you catch my drift, and these “parts” may even have multiple settings.
Imagine Synth-Nick has never been with a woman since he was “replaced,” but has human Nick’s muscle memory (@allsystemsblue xD) so he’s wicked good in bed. I forsee a scenario where his secretary has the day off and you come to confess your attraction for him. His office chair seems like a nice place to go for a ride.
“Didn’t know you had a thing for old relics, doll. But I suppose you fit the bill yourself.”
“Call me old-fashioned— they don’t make men like they used to.”
“In my case, I’d say that’s literal.”
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saw these incredible ji sung gifs from connection posted by @park-hyungsik here that made me think of a post canon gahan fic. gaon as the minister of justice is ordered by the higher ups to beef up his security prior to elections or something. they give him a list of private companies to hire the head of his security team from, who will then take care of everything else. so they'll be working veeeerrrry closely together.
he sets up meetings with company reps, and lo and behold in the third interview in walks in a familiar figure in black suit, wire earpiece, sunglasses, hair slicked back and utterly recognizable. yohan takes a seat across from an entirely unimpressed gaon, winks, then introduces himself as a candidate.
#didnt wanna hijack your post op so i made this one#my fic ideas#my ficlets#gahan#kang yohan#kim gaon
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Don't know if this has appeared yet in fanon/canon, but I want to see the Batkids have to astral project or something for a mission and everyone keeps elbowing Jason, asking for tips, or not really listening to Zatanna 'cause Jay knows what's up and Jason loses his patience trying to explain that he has no idea how to do any of this (also because the man's a little stressed about dabbling in this).
But when they enter the spirit/Insiduous dimension or whatever, Jason is the one that gets the hang of things soonest, which kind of kills the mood.
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