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stud-yawgmoth · 3 months ago

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OC Writing

This very short story is about my OC Addison. This is an AU in which they're suffering from some kind of curse.

The little carrot-top was back again, looking to sell some more things. Two blouses, clean and pressed. A pair of sturdy travel pants and a belt. A pair of hiking boots, their soles worn somewhat with use.

"I can't give you much for these," I told them. "They're all worn down."

The redhead looked up at me, their green eyes wide and unassuming. "Whatever you think is fair."

A leather backpack, empty, good craftsmanship. A waterskin, also empty. Some cutlery in a metal tin that doubled as a pot and bowl - a travel mess kit. It was the third one they'd brought me. Always such common, bulky things, but I was happy to find new homes for them. There was no point in throwing away perfectly good things. Addison was clever - they waited until the hubbub around the person's disappearance died down to bring me the belongings. There was never anything valuable. Were they hoarding all the good stuff? Or was there just never anything good?

I asked myself, as I do every time: Should I be doing this? Shouldn't I tell the town watch Addison killed someone? But I have no proof… except the person's belongings Addison is handing me. I supposed they might have just come across the body - the body of someone they knew was missing. And they didn't tell anyone about it, but quietly sold me the person's things a few months later. Were the few coins I gave them in exchange for a pair of used pants the only reason they'd murdered this woman? Was I the reason she'd died?

"Addison?" I asked, after a suspiciously long pause.

"Mhm?" They fixed their big green eyes on me again. They were the last person I'd think could kill someone.

I didn't know how to ask the question. Eventually I settled on, "Where'd you get this stuff?"

Addison looked at me coyly and wiggled back and forth, like a child who knows they've done something wrong. "Don't you know?"

What was that supposed to mean? I'd never said anything about it before. But if I could puzzle it out, Addison must also realize I knew.

I sighed. "Yes, but… why?"

Their gaze was as dumb and innocent as a lamb. They blinked twice at me with orange lashes, then looked down. Ashamed? Embarrassed?

"If you really want to understand, I will tell you. But not here… not with so many ears around," they whispered.

It was past closing time anyway. Addison always came right before I closed, which would have been a bother if their visits were any more frequent. I added up the value of everything they'd brought me and counted out a few coins, which Addison pocketed. The items themselves I sorted, puttering around the many chests and drawers where my ever-changing inventory was organized. Once that was done I had to put down the blinds, lock all the chests up, then the back door, and finally the front door, next to the window painted with my shop's name: Volker Secondhand.

Townsfolk were milling about in the fading twilight - the lamplighters were always slow to get around to this part of town. Addison was waiting outside, smoking a cigarette. Upon noticing me, they nodded for me to follow, and wordlessly headed west, toward the river. I wondered if they were leading me all the way out to the woods, where people disappeared and Addison brought back their clothing for me to sell. Their orange hair lost some of its color in the blue twilight as they led me down to the docks, then down the riverbank past the edge of town. Once their cigarette was burned out, they started singing a little song - from what I could catch, it was about a woman who they loved but who didn't love them in return.

I followed in silence. Talking was not one of my strong suits. As we got farther from town, and the twilight gave way to proper night, my companion finally started the conversation.

"I appreciate your curiosity," they began, with a friendly smile. "Most people in your position would reject me out of hand." It was getting difficult to see, but I could still make them out. "Humor me by considering this scenario: If there was not enough food to go around, so if I had enough to eat it would mean you would starve to death, would you think me a monster for eating what food I had rather than sharing it with you, and thereby ensuring my own survival at the cost of yours?" Addison spoke as if they'd rehearsed this. "I would, of course, expect you to do the same. I would expect you to kill me in my sleep, even, to ensure your own survival. That is why I must keep my condition a secret."

I didn't follow. There was something they were leaving out. "There's enough food to go around," I pointed out.

Addison sighed. "For you, yes."

They climbed onto a boulder on the riverbank and squatted there, looking out over the water like a heron. I looked around for something to sit on and found another reasonably dry rock close by.

"I am what some would call a monster," Addison continued eventually, choosing their words carefully. "I have suffered from this condition for almost twenty years. I've tried to sustain myself honorably, but animals provide no nourishment. And there are precious few volunteers."

"Are you a cannibal?" I asked, finally piecing it together.

They let out a small giggle. "I suppose in a way… although some would say I'm not human anymore."

I peered at them, looking for some outward sign of inhumanity, but it was too dark to see. I'd never made a careful study of them in my shop. They were just a short, red-haired, freckle-faced human like so many others. Their long nose was distinctive, and kind of cute in an odd sort of way, but hardly monstrous. Some said being able to wiggle your ears made you a fairy, but my uncle could do it and he was flesh and blood like anyone else.

"Oh! You can't see!" they said, noticing me squinting at them. After a moment's fussing, a yellow glow shone over the riverbank, as they lit a travel lantern.

They turned to look at me, and I started - there was something different about them after all. Their eyes reflected the light of the lantern, like a possum's.

"What?"

"Your eyes glow in the dark."

"Do they?" Addison seemed almost excited to hear that.

"Yeah. Like a possum's."

"I never knew that… but it makes sense. I can see well in the dark now. It makes it more bearable, since the sunlight hurts me now, so I can't be out in the day. That is what hurts me the most, truly. Murder I can get used to, but I miss the sun so much…"

I did not love the sun quite that much.

"So, the murder," I began, glad they'd said it first, "Is because you need to kill other people to survive. To eat them."

"To eat their souls," they corrected.

I wasn't sure I believed in souls.

"And sell me their clothes?"

Addison smiled. "Mostly, yes."

"Why sell me their clothes?"

"Well I don't want them. And they'd go to waste otherwise."

How could they even think of objects going to waste in the context of ending a person's life? What kind of person could kill so many others, even if it was truly necessary for their own survival? Where did they get off thinking their own life was worth so many others?

"Because it is mine," they snapped, making me wonder if I'd accidentally said that out loud. "It's the only one I will ever have. Of course I will value it over others, over people I don't even know. Wouldn't you do the same?"

I tried to imagine it. I tried to remember how it felt to be so hungry I'd eat anything. Even at my poorest, I'd never even had to steal to survive, let alone kill.

"Have you ever killed an animal to eat it? Gone fishing?" Addison asked.

I had been fishing a few times as a kid, with my uncle. We could see the fish from our boat, swimming around in the murky water. At the time I'd seen them as nothing other than a food source - catching one from the river was no different from picking an apple off a tree. Was that how Addison saw people? Like fish in the river - only there to catch and eat, with no regard or care for the life the fish was living?

"Well?" they demanded.

"It doesn't seem right to see people that way."

They sighed poutily. "It is not right. But it is what I must do. You said you wanted to understand. If you think I'm a monster, so be it."

Perhaps "monster" is the right word for a creature that kills and eats people. But Addison being a monster didn't mean we couldn't keep being friends. Were we even friends? My regulars were the closest thing I had to friends.

"You won't turn me in, will you?" they asked.

I sighed. "It's none of my business if travelers go missing in the woods. But if someone I care about disappears…"

Addison wrung their hands and pondered that. "What if you could give some sort of signal, so I would know not to bother that person?"

"I don't follow."

"Well, you could tell them, 'If you see a fellow with red hair and a long nose, tell them Min sent you.' And then they'd tell me you sent them, and I would leave them alone. Ah, no - you'd just tell everyone to say that."

They weren't wrong. I didn't even have to confirm it - they just kept talking.

"What about this?" They took a delicate ring off one of their fingers and tossed it to me. It was beautifully crafted, and probably worth more than anything they'd ever sold me. I dropped the ring on the boulder and it made a nice ringing sound - likely made of silver.

"Stop appraising it! I'm not trying to sell it!" Addi complained. "If someone you know is going into the woods, and you want them to be safe, give them that ring and tell them to give it back to me if they see me, and so I'll know to leave them alone. Deal?"

I looked down at the little ring. It was too small to fit on any of my fingers, so I pocketed it.

"What if I give the ring to someone, and they never give it back to you?"

Addison mulled it over. "Ah, well… I expect I'll find it eventually. I hope you wouldn't blame me if that happened. I'd do my best, I'd give them every opportunity to give it back. I wouldn't want to accidentally take someone important to you."

For whatever reason, I trusted them.

#oc writing #addison

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thewrittenpaige · 6 months ago

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Thinking of how the characters of Sonic 06 (Blaze, Silver, and Elise) would work in my Amyswap AU, I had the following ideas:

For Silver:

Silver would take Blaze's role as heir to the throne of the Sol Empire and guardian of the Sol Emeralds, who meets Amy during the events of Amy Rush (???) and the conflict with...Either Eggman Nega or whoever I replace that with, since that dude's in a weirs situation due to his Mainverse retcons.

Since I'm more or less against swapping powers in this AU so as to mess around with ideas more, Silver retains his psychic powers, which also can provide an interesting connection with Amy, as it's implied she may have slight psychic powers herself. It's something they can bond over.

With the power of the Sol Emeralds, he can become Sol Silver, capable of throwing entire buildings with his powers and devastating enemies.

Not sure how to handle his appearance in 06. I know I want to keep his Sol dimension backstory, but how to handle the relationship with Blaze is tough. One idea I've considered is the theory that Mainverse Blaze was sent to the Sol Dimension when she bound herself to Iblis, lost her memory, and was adopted by the royal family and become the Sol guardian due to her powers. In this case, Amyswap Silver could have a similar history, though 06 would show Amy remembering Silver from past adventures.

Regarding Blaze:

Meanwhile, Blaze takes the role of the time traveler from the future. First appearing in Amy 06 (these names do NOT roll off the tongue), she has a unique skill set related to Iblis itself, having learned to control the very powers of flame that she fights against. When Mephilles convinces her that Amy Rose is the Iblis Trigger, she journeys to the past to confront her. This leads to a conflict between Blaze and Amy, with Princess Elise and the tyrannical Professor Gerald trapped in the middle of the conflict.

If the events of Amy 06 are erased (something I'm unsure of), then Amy will remember the game certainly. Whether Blaze remembers...I'm not sure. Could be interesting to have her recall the past timeline due to the effect of fighting Solaris giving her Ripple Effect Proof Memory from that point onwards.

Blaze would then go on to reappear whenever the future is threatened, most notably in Forces. Compared to Mainverse Silver, Amyswap Blaze is more fierce and devoted to destroying whatever problems face the future, compared to Main!Silver's uncertainty. This passion helps her connect with Amy, who is also quite devoted and--at times--angry with injustice. The two become good friends.

For Elise:

Following the general idea that one-shot characters (characters who generally appear in only one game and are focused solely on that game's story) keep their roles, Elise is still princess of Soleanna. She forms a friendship with Amy when the latter saves her from Professor Gerald during a ceremony.

Elise would have more agency in this rewrite. She would play an active role in the plot, using clever thinking and maybe even her locked away powers so that she isn't fully reliant on Amy. She may still be a damsel in distress, but she's one that controls her own plot and story. In general, Elise would be as much a protagonist as Amy.

I don't think Elise would have a crush on Amy, for a few reasons. While Amy is the same age as Elise in this AU and I definitely wouldn't have them kiss a corpse, there are some issues. Namely, Elise would is a one-shot character, so the crush wouldn't really go anywhere. Also, Amy is already more focused on Sonic; any relationship would likely end with them choosing to remain friends. I also don't want elise's story to focus on a love interest fixing her problems. I do think Elise would be close friends with Amy, though, and they'd do anything to protect each other.

So those are my ideas for the 06 characters! Tbh, it would be nice to see how that game could be changed for an AU, and how its plot could be tweaked to make it a little more stable. Giving Elise more of a chance to shine and streamlining the Sol Guardian's backstory would be very nice. (If I had a scrap of drawing ability, I'd also draw this in maybe the Sonic Unleashed style or how Sonic Channel depicts characters like Elise.)

Overall, a fun idea to mess around with~

#amyswap au #amy rose #sth #sonic the hedgehog #sonic 06 #sonic au #au #swap au #princess elise #princess elise the third #blaze the cat #silver the hedgehog #courtly musings

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chanbig · 3 months ago

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Heyo, saw your open for fanfic question and thought I might ask as well^^;

Do you have some wips you really love and that we can get a sneak peak of? No matter if you plan to write them, are writing them rn or just really love the scenes,^^

im always open for fic questions if you have something you'd like to ask!! or if you want to ask/chat about chanbig or another ship ive written for or whatever else 💗

I have like 48313004 WIPs I swear 😂 but the ones I have outlines for or are working on the most rn right now are:

post-canon chanbig joint vacation with big getting badly sunburned and chan helping him cool down and apply aloe vera and things um escalating from there (inspired by nodt's heatstroke photoshoot). very soft and smutty getting together fic, something emotionally easier than my last fic

chanbig grindr au based on that viral grindr convo - big just moved into a new building and he gets a grindr message from one of his neighbors (chan) asking to borrow a wrench/screwdriver and big offers to help fix the problem (even though he knows jack shit about plumbing) bc chan is like the hottest guy he's seen. feat. wet tshirts and much ogling

follow up to kitty!big fic where big tries to find out why/how he turns into a cat and he and Chan get closer as they share this secret and feelings develop

big coming to work for the theerapanyakuls and going through training and becoming something like friends or master/protégé with chan, covering from pre-canon to post-canon - told from chan's perspective, as he falls in love with big (and big?? well, after he gets over kinn... 😉). I had to stop myself from working on this right after posting my last fic because it's a big project and I need a break haha

ice skating au where big is an elite skater that has lost one of his jumps and his coach brings chan in as a specialist to help him get it back. feat. chan as a hot but hardline coach and a lot of up close and personal training

not chanbig but I am literally soooo soooooo close 🤏 to finishing a follow-up to my pike/boimler fic. boimler comes back to his time and cannot seem to sleep. and because it's trek there is questionable use of the holodeck and the implications/fallout of time travel. I'm literally like 200 words away from posting it and have been for the last six months lmaooo

there's a bunch more that are not even wips really but just ideas that will probably never become more but you never know!

ill put the excerpt from heatstroke!fic below the cut 💗 it hasn't been edited and I'm not anywhere close to done so it might differ from the final fic!

Big woke up to the cold touch of ice on his face.

Heat surrounded him from all sides, pressing heavily into his limbs and holding him down on the lounge chair. Exhaustion from the sleepless night before and the comforting warmth made it impossible for him to open his eyes. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this relaxed, and he didn't want anything to disturb him from it.

Flinching away from the strange, cold touch, he tried to turn over onto his side, when a familiar voice cut through his fading dream.

"Big, wake up."

Big frowned, squinting one eye open.

A shirtless Chan, his broad shoulders gleaming under the bright afternoon sunlight, was kneeling next to him in the sand. In his hands he held two colorful drinks, each with their own flower. A small grin pressed at the corners of his lips, like he was just barely holding back his amusement at something. His eyes were soft and focused right on Big.

He looked, for lack of a better word, like a dream. Big's dream.

Heat muddling his mind, Big felt his hand rising up to touch Chan's face, before his thoughts kicked back in.

Both eyes flashing open, Big inhaled sharply and jerked back, the lounge chair creaking uncertainly underneath him. His heart leapt and set off racing under his skin.

Immediately, Chan leaned back. The amusement dropped from his face, concern taking its place.

"Big, it's okay," he said. "It's just me."

Big hurriedly sat up, burning embarrassment and remnants of strange arousal making a mess of his head. His vision blurred and refocused in a way that made him feel sick. He felt overly warm now, his skin prickling every time he moved.

"We're in [location]," Chan continued. Though his low voice was nothing more than factual, as if he were speaking about the weather, it was soothing. "Nothing's wrong. You're safe."

Big shook his head, trying to clear it. His tongue felt glued to the roof of his mouth, thirst drawing his throat tight.

Vacation. The beach. Chan. Not a dream.

The ideas coalesced into the present, reminding him of where he was and–crucially–that he was not allowed to touch Chan like that.

Like they were lovers.

He ignored the sharp drop of his heart at the thought, a feeling that was already all-too-familiar. He should have been used to it, after months of this painful, deepening kind of yearning that had cropped up in the wake of their shared recovery. He should have been better than this.

A cool hand wrapping around his wrist pulled him out of his thoughts, grounding him to the present.

"Are you going to throw up?" Chan asked, dipping his head to catch Big's eye.

Big's voice was strangely hoarse when he could finally make himself reply. "No."

"Good. Take a drink of this," Chan said, as he folded Big's hand around one of the brightly-colored drinks.

Big was already lifting the straw to his lips on autopilot before the thought hit him and he paused. "Does this have alcohol?"

A grin tucked itself into the corner of Chan's lips and Big could have sworn he looked amused—and perhaps, proud.

"No. But good on you for asking. Alcohol wouldn't be good for you if you were dehydrated."

Big could have blamed the overwhelming sunlight for the heat that spread across his face at the softly-spoken compliment, but he knew it wasn't the source. It was Chan, so close, watching him carefully.

He couldn't return the gaze. Not with his thoughts like this.

Instead, Big turned away and sipped at the sweet, cool drink, trying to keep in mind the treatment rules for dehydration and heat exhaustion Chan had drilled into all the bodyguards' heads all those years ago. Even though the first taste made him want to chug the whole drink in one go, he made himself take small sips. The last thing he wanted was to actually throw up all over Chan.

The relief was near-immediate. He closed his eyes, breathing slowly and trying to bring his heart rate back down.

Chan didn't say anything, and didn't move, either, as Big continued to drink. Big tried not to think of how close Chan was, how intense his gaze would be if Big opened his eyes.

"Big, did you put on sunscreen?" Chan asked.

Big opened his eyes, frowning. "Yeah. Why?"

He wasn't expecting the brush of Chan's hand along his collarbone. His skin was strangely sensitive, the touch ten times more intense than usual. Not that Chan touched him much outside of the occasional adjustment of his form while they trained, or a friendly-ish clap on the shoulder sometimes.

But this was far different from those. Chan slipped his fingers under the strap of Big's tank top and slowly pulled it down over his shoulder, as if he were trying to undress Big. The tips of his fingers dragged against Big's skin, still cool from where they had held the iced drink, a small relief from the overwhelming heat.

The visual of Chan undressing him was so shocking that at first Big didn't realize what was wrong.

It was only when Chan's thumb shifted over his skin and pressed that Big snapped out of it. Sharp, electric pain lanced across his skin from where Chan had pressed and Big jerked back automatically.

"Ow, what–?"

"That's a bad burn," Chan said, letting go of Big's shirt and finally lifting his hand away.

#asks #chanbig #if you have questions im happy to answer 💗#thanks for asking!!

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itstimeforstarwars · 21 days ago

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Oooooh so many good options. I'd like to hear anything you'd like to share about ANY of the following, just pick your fave Korkie and Adonai (gal) quin and ben (gal) ani rarepair stranded/trapped/single dad Korkie doesn't usually come to these (gal) TT ben and ashla b&e mace deager go brr kittens mandos and jetii sleeby deeby aug 27: children (korkie deage)

I did TT ben and ashla here!

I'll do a few of these ones for you!

Korkie and Adonai

This one takes place later in the Galidraan au. Korkie notices that Palpatine is taking a keen interest in the younger members of the Mandalorian delegation, most notably Ben. He doesn't know a whole lot about Palpatine other than he became an evil magic emperor after the end of the war--and that whenever Auntie Satine noticed that Anakin Skywalker was going to see Palpatine by himself, she'd always done everything she could to delay or redirect him. Korkie doesn't know what to do about him, and he's pretty sure that Myles and Jango would get themselves killed if he told them what he knows, so he goes to a Mandalorian that he knows won't immediately resort to violence--his grandfather. And if he has to tell Adonai the whole truth in order to get him to believe it, he will.

:) I'm so excited for this one tbh. It comes after Korkie's managed to get himself hired as one of Grandpa Kryze's bodyguards, after he's managed to meet the members of his family he'd never had a chance to and become a somewhat trusted friend to them--and now he's about to take the biggest risk and tell them everything he knows to protect the kids in their care. It also takes place shortly after baby Korkie is born, which I think adds an interesting flavor.

Ani rarepair single dad

Time travel fic! Anakin gets tossed into the future from the clone wars to shortly after A New Dawn. Ahsoka and Obi-Wan are there too, but they've been turned into little kids. Kanan and Hera are broke down in this city, and Kanan ends up inviting Anakin and the kids to stay with them while he helps Hera fix the ship. Eventual Kanerakin.

Kanan used the Force to hear whatever the little kid had to say.

"Me klop you," it muttered in Huttese. "Da do Jeedai."

Kanan's heart froze for a moment. That's a Jedi, the kid had said.

He grabbed his space beer and drained it. "I think I'll go talk to them," he said, with a grin at the bartender. "With genetics like that, the kid's parent has to be a real looker."

"If they slap you, I'll give you something to drown your sorrows in on the house," the bartender said dryly.

Korkie doesn't usually come to these

Myles gets Korkie to spend the holidays with the Tenaus. Some of Myles's older siblings have questions about why Myles is raising Korkie's younger siblings.

AKA when Myles meets the kids, they tell everyone that they have "no family that would recognize them" and when Korkie enters the picture, Ben introduces him as his brother. Now Derry and Throckmorton want to know why the fuck Korkie's younger siblings ended up abandoned in the snow on Galidraan and who the hell Korkie thinks he is, exactly, and what his plans concerning Myles and the kids are now. :)

aug 27: children (korkie deage)

Some Mandalorian archeologists find an abandoned Jedi Temple on Mandalore (post war, good ending). Korkie ends up interacting with one of the artifacts they found, and it turns him into a child. Satine calls Obi-Wan and Cody to come help. It was originally written for a Codywan week, but it immediately became codyobitine, so I've been working on it as its own thing. Korkie is Force-sensitive! So is Bo-Katan! No one is happy about this!

"Oh," Satine said, suddenly much less alarmed. "Yes, he did that sometimes as a child. But that's not Force-sensitivity, all children do that. He grew out of it by the time he was six."

"Wha--Satine!" Obi-Wan said. "All children most certainly do not do that!"

"Of course they do," Satine said. "My sister did the same thing when she was little, and you certainly wouldn't call her Force-sensitive."

Obi-Wan put his hand over his mouth, likely so he didn't say something that he would prefer six-year-olds did not repeat.

Finally, he said, "I cannot kriffing belive Bo-Katan is Force-sensitive!"

"Hey!" Korkie said judgementally. "Dush miit'e, t'ad waadas!" [bad words, two credits!]

There was silence for a moment.

Then, Satine and Cody burst out laughing.

This is one of my favorite wips and tbh I should work on it more often. It's just fun.

#asks #phoenixyfriend #thanks for the ask!#wip title game #galidraan au #i actually do not know if there are recognized names for kanerakin and codyobitine i'm just picking the least stupid mashups lol #obicodytine would work too tho #korkie is not a kenobi in any of these which makes it even funnier lol

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glassheadcanon · 1 month ago

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Dear Yuletide Author,

This will be my 4th Yuletide (time sure flies)! Thanks so much for being willing to write in one of my favourite, tiny fandoms. Gifts are enabled in AO3, so treats are more than welcome.

While “optional details are optional”, of course, here are some prompts in case you need more ideas, but please don’t let them stop you from chasing your own plot bunnies - the most important thing to me is that you find joy in what you’re writing.

General likes: Characters as narrative foils; unreliable narrators; Banter (snark, companionable snark, wordplay); Fluff (especially slice-of-life); Found Families; Hurt/Comfort; heists/capers; action, adventure, the martial arts, battle couples; unresolved sexual tension; mysteries/investigative work, casefic; travel and exploration; secret/hidden/fantastical worlds beneath our own; Magical Realism; finding beauty and humour in the everyday/commonplace; the supernatural, fantastical and whimsical; missing scenes, pre-canon, post-canon; crossovers/fusions; crackfic, crack treated seriously; breaking the Fourth Wall; teamwork, especially with a motley crew

Fic/narrative styles: Open to reading different POV and tense styles, AUs, 5+1, fix-it fic, canon-divergent, drabble collections, non-standard formats, epistolary, verse - whatever inspires and works best for you!

DNW: Nothing Explicit or NSFW (Gen-Mature is fine); nothing needing Archive Warning categories such as graphic depictions of gore, violence, or sex, no rape/non-con, underage or incest (canon-typical violence is fine); no unrequested shipfic (mention of existing canon relationships is fine), sexuality or gender headcanons

…onto the fandom-specifics!

Fandom: Night Hood | Les exploits d'Arsène Lupin (1996)

It’s set in the 1930’s, and from the Art Deco aesthetics to the witty, competent protagonists, these lighthearted adventures of this classy, suave, master-of-disguise version of gentleman burglar Arsène Lupin, his slowburn romance with bold investigative reporter Kelly Kincaid (and the found family/team-as-family vibes with her young protégé Max and Lupin’s driver/sidekick Grognard) vs. their nemesis: billionaire arms manufacturer Karst, and his cunning and stylish team of Countess May Hem and Steel - are little known and woefully underappreciated. (Check out its TVTropes page for more of an idea what it’s like.) Plus, it only has the slickest opening theme/intro sequence of all:

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(Fave characters are Lupin, Kelly, and Max, but feel free to add Grognard and any other characters as needed - even if they’re not in the tagset - for the sake of the plot/dynamics!) Prompt ideas:

Time-period compliant AU: Team Lupin involved in unravelling another conspiracy or plot to hinder yet another famous person or historical event

Casefic, pre-canon, post-canon, missing scenes - anything that’s fodder for more Kelly/Lupin companionable snark, banter, and UST, especially if they’re situations where Kelly and Max hold their own more for a change (instead of needing to be rescued by Lupin) and/or brings to life 1930’s Jazz Age Paris and New York’s music, culture, fashion, and style

A crossover with Dorothy Sayers’s Lord Peter Wimsey/Harriet Vane (even Bunter and Miss Climpson) and/or Agatha Christie’s Hercule Poirot characters (Chief Inspector Japp, Hastings, and Miss Lemon) would be absolutely fabulous

Kelly and Lupin encountering the infamous Dorothy Parker and her literary peers of New York’s Algonquin Round Table

Fandom: The Avengers (1961)

Those Emma Peel seasons, my beloved...these were my original OTP, and one of the first fandoms I ever got into.

Yes, the plots are off-the-wall campy. Yes, the fight scenes are...don't get me started on those. But with these two? It's lightning in a bottle. Utterly charming. As a little girl, I saw re-runs of this show when it aired on public television, and was completely entranced. They were classy, clever, competent, and above all they always had so much fun together!

The influence these two have had on my writing of romcom banter is simply irreplaceable.

(If you haven't already guessed, John Steed and Emma Peel are my faves in this fandom, but feel free to include others - even if they’re not in the tagset - for the sake of plot/dynamics! I've especially enjoyed their interactions with bumbling rival agent, Brodny.)

Prompt ideas:

Friendly competitions

Undercover at another highly specialized organization with a punny yet unwieldy acronym, or with yet another incredibly niche hobbyist group (let your enthusiasm for your hyperfixation go wild!) - bonus points for getting this stylish pair to dress up/get in costume for the occasion

Fencing (literal, verbal, or - even better - a combination of both)

Thoroughly enjoying a well-earned, scrumptious gourmet meal and drinks together after a particularly challenging case (work hard, play hard!)

Post-canon divergence/fix-it (Peter Peel never returns, and/or Emma stays with the Ministry)

Crossover team-up with Maxwell Smart and Agent 99 from "Get Smart": Emma has to partner with Max, and Steed with 99, and hijinks inevitably ensue

Fandom-specific DNW: I'd prefer no Peter Peel, The New Avengers (Purdey, Mike Gambit), or Tara King. But I do enjoy Cathy Gale a great deal as well, so feel free to include her, if you'd like. (Sorry, Tara King-enjoyers!) Yes, I'm one of those who appreciated Honor Blackman as Cathy Gale, but still firmly believe the series peaked with Diana Rigg (and I know I'm not alone with this here on Tumblr, so if you're one of my people, don't hesitate to give me a shout out! :D)

Fandom: Kino no Tabi: The Beautiful World

This short series has so much to appreciate: journeys, adventure, survival, great marksmanship, a dynamic "odd couple" on a never-ending buddy road trip of sorts, often finding themselves caught in sci-fi style moral dilemmas within the social, cultural, and political systems of the cities and nations they're passing through along the way.

Kino and talking motorrad Hermes are my fave characters in this fandom, but I'd also love to see them reunited with swordsman Shizu and his talking dog, Riku. Prompt ideas:

Post-canon, missing scenes, slice-of-life moments, or casefic while visiting another new town or kingdom

The pairs of travelers get split up, and Kino must work with Riku while Shizu is stuck with Hermes.

Kino and Shizu fighting together on the same side

Scenes from Kino's training with "Shishou", and being taught marksmanship

5 times Kino and Hermes almost broke the "3 day" rule, and the one time they did

Fandom: Id: Invaded

Recently finished this woefully underrated psychological thriller/police procedural and highly recommend it to fellow appreciators of Christopher Nolan's Inception and BBC's Sherlock. Hondomachi is my fave character, but I'd love to see more of her dynamics with the rest of the Kura "dive" team, in and out of their "brilliant detective" personas as "Hijiriido", "Sakaido" and "Anaido", as well as where Asukai Kiki/Kaeru is concerned.

Prompt ideas:

I've only seen the 13-episode anime so far but I'm really interested in more post-canon, but would also appreciate any missing scenes, slice-of-life moments, and especially casefic with these three; what does the future hold for this new Kura team?

What circumstances might force all three "diver" detectives to have to enter the ID wells/Mizuhanome simultaneously once again?

What ultimately becomes of Kiki Asukai? How might she finally find peace, either within the Mizuhanome, or in the outside/real world?

Pre-canon scenes: how Hondomachi joined the force, and earlier casefic involving Narihisago/Sakaido, and the use of the Mizuhanome

Fandom: Ratatouille (2007)

As a foodie who enjoys cooking and baking, this is a fun comfort film to me. Remy is my fave character, but feel free to include any others - even if they’re not in the tagset - for the sake of plot/dynamics!

Prompt ideas:

Post-canon, missing scenes, slice-of-life moments

Traveling together to other parts of Europe, and getting inspiration for creating new dishes

Competing together (or against each other) in a culinary contest and/or a cooking reality TV show (Iron Chef? Zumbo's Just Desserts?)

Remy meets Julia Child (either for real, or in ghost-commentator form; if the latter, how would Ghost Julia Child and Ghost Gusteau react to each other - would they compete in Remy's imagination for dominance over his cooking style, the proverbial "too many chefs in the kitchen"?)

Fandom: Holiday (1938)

Only recently discovered this classic rom-com and really enjoyed Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn together in it. Prompt ideas:

Post-canon fic with the playful Johnny and Linda gadding about Europe in style would be a lot of fun

Dares and double-dares

More of these two getting to know each other during their travels (you get the sense that they'd have a lot of hijinks and adventures together)

Inspiration for Linda to bring back the artist in her that she'd set aside for so long

Opportunities for Johnny to use his acrobatic abilities; what if he was forced to become a cat burglar to support this newfound, nomadic lifestyle?

Crossover/fusion with other fictional 1930's era, or Golden Age Hollywood couples: perhaps The Thin Man's Nick & Nora Charles, The Lady Eve's Jean Harrington & Charles Pike, or Dorothy L. Sayers's Lord Peter Wimsey & Harriet Vane?

#dear author letter #yuletide 2024 #arsene lupin #john steed #emma peel #kino's journey #id: invaded #ratatouille #holiday (1938)

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dedud3d · 4 months ago

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ml au rewrite thing:

the ladybug/yang miraculous is the conduit of 1st tier kwami, tikki; kwami of creation, light and fortune.

current holder/wielder: light fairy

their known abilities are:

sentinel: creates a creature with special powers that is loyal to them and their champion(s)

miraculous cure: either fixes all damage caused by a threat that was overcome, or fixes all damage that happened in less than 24(?) hours. the order is unsure which one it is as the latter's time can be increased by getting stronger and its possible to have both.

potentially:

lucky break: increases the holder's luck to absurd levels

weapon: unknown, and as tikki is the kwami of creation, it can be anything or even more than one. the default is supposed to be a yoyo with infinite string that can be used as a grappling hook or, by pulling the yoyo's sides away from each other, a staff. apparently it can also transform into a shield by growing or a sword in a way I couldn't imagine how until I was shown a drawing of it

notes: the order seems convinced that the hol wielder holds terrible intentions due to them being very secretive and never showing up in person. only dealing with the other rogue wielders and criminals through their champions and sentinels but if I'm being honest, I think they're just being paranoid since they never harm civilians. maybe the order doesn't like how strong and popular they are while they have no control over them

the black cat/yin miraculous is the conduit of 1st tier kwami, plagg; kwami of destruction, darkness and misfortune.

current holder/wielder: neko noir

her known abilities are:

cataclysm: destroys whatever she wants as long as she's touching it. the turtle and ladybug miraculous have the most resistance against this ability but the other miraculous are also somewhat resistant.

cat walk: allows her and others with her to travel through shadows/darkness.

catharsis: absorbs nearby destruction and turn into power. also called the yin version of the miraculous cure.

weapon: an extendable baton with a blade inside so it can turn into a scythe.

note: neko noir seems to have been raised in the order but maybe not necessarily by them as she seems to be in touch with technology and society. though it's high society she seems more familiar with.

the turtle miraculous is the conduit of 2nd tier kwami, wayzz; kwami of protection and perseverance.

current holder/wielder: koki marina

her known abilities are:

shellter: creates a barrier that is either very resistant to physical damage with a minor resistance to special abilities or the opposite. the barrier can take on any shape I the holder wants and surround a person while allowing them to move with it, not unlike the barriers a certain hedgehog uses, or traps them inside it.

weapon: shield. captain America and naofumi would be proud

the fox miraculous is the conduit of 2nd tier kwami, trixx; kwami of illusion and delusion.

current holder/wielder: imbrogliona

her known abilities are:

mirage: creates an illusion of anything she wants, though, the illusion can be broken very easily via a solid hit. how real the illusion is seemingly fluctuates on how familiar she is with whatever she's conjuring. I could smell gun powder after her shot with an illusion gun but her illusion of a garbage monster didn't smell or weigh as much as it should. though her illusions can be broken via a solid hit, that's only by miraculous standards. normal people need a gun to break them as far as I've seen.

fox (faux?) fire: allows the wilder to conjure orange fire that allows them to control the senses of whoever is inside them. it can even stick to people to allow them to, somewhat, control their mind. can effect cameras and sensors but unknown if its the same with ai. uncanny valley or markov could confirm this

weapon: extendable flute. thankfully, this can't turn into a scythe

note: she's might be very vain, poor or a kleptomaniac as her primary motive for using the miraculous is to steal jewellery, money or anything of value. her personality leads me to believe the first guess is the most likely one as her successful heists should have given her enough money to last her a while but she seems to show no signs of stopping this any time soon.

the peafowl miraculous is the conduit of 2nd tier kwami, duusu; kwami of divination and desire.

current holder/wielder: argos

his known abilities are:

foresight: shows him visions that either relate to him avoiding danger or help in achieving his goal. they're usually very straightforward but they can become very vague when concerning other miraculous.

weapon: folding fan. the feather are very sharp and they shoot out to wherever he waves the fan at. they can also be plucked and if argos holds them by the quill, they grow and can then be used as a sword

note: his dreams have a high chance of being prophetic as well. he also seems exhausted but I'm not sure if this is due to his abilities taking a toll on him or his homelife as he is unwilling to talk to anyone about it. at least, to neither me or neko.

the butterfly miraculous is the conduit of 2nd tier kwami, nooroo; kwami of transmission and transformation.

current holder/wielder: light fairy

their known abilities are:

metamorphosis: the wielder releases a butterfly that flies away to a selected being with emotions(?) and allows the user to grant them powers by transforming them into their champion. the stronger the emotion, the stronger the champion.

weapon: cane sword that can transmit its attacks through space or air. (supposedly)

note: this miraculous and its ability is how light fairy manages to use their abilities without being present and remain completely hidden. I was a champion once, the powers were awesome but the order doesn't like light fairy so we're not allowed to accept their powers now.

the bee miraculous is the conduit of 2nd tier kwami, pollen; kwami of subjection and synergy.

current holder/wielder: light fairy

thier known abilities are:

promotion: grants the holder the ability to grant themselves or an item a chosen ability. if the ability is granted by another kwami/miraculous then the other kwami's ability will be superior.

potentially:

hive mind: the ability to release a horde of bees that can take control of someone and turn them into their drone if they sting them.

weapon: spinning top, trompo specifically, that can be used like a rope dart or grappling hook via a string, and as a foil/jousting sword by pushing the top of it which causes the bottom stinger to grow. (supposedly)

note: the order thinks light fairy is using hive mind on all their champions via the metamorphosis butterfly even though there's so much proof they aren't. I just realised that I should have put all of light fairy's miraculous together... oh well

the goat miraculous is the conduit of 3rd tier kwami, daizzi; kwami of force.

current holder/wielder: bouc

his known abilities are:

ram: releases a huge amount of kinetic energy from his body. his step caused earthquakes that completely totaled Paris in his first appearance but luckily, light fairy's champion forced him to flee and the cure fixed everything. I wish I won.

weapon: a staff with a goat head at one end. it's like a battering ram.

note: completely ruthless and doesn't care about whoever or whatever gets destroyed. a monster who doesn't care about anything except getting the ladybug and cat miraculous so he can get 'the perfect world he earned last time but was stolen from him' or whatever. if not for light fairy making a champion that reinforced all of Paris and built many shelters after his first attack, Paris would be corpse filled rubble every time he attacks.

the ox miraculous is the conduit of 3rd tier kwami, stompp; kwami of determination

current holder/wielder: oxcellent

his known abilities are:

manifest: allows the user to use their will to control a light emnates from them and have it transform into whatever shape they want and if its transformed into items, it can preform the same things as that item. It's like a green lantern rings

weapon: huge hammer

note: seems to use villainy as stress relief or something.

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ml au #textpost #text post #long post #ml rewrite #kwami swap #ladybug miraculous #cat miraculous #turtle miraculous #fox miraculous #peacock miraculous #butterfly miraculous #bee miraculous #goat miraculous #ox miraculous

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darsynia · 2 years ago

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Until My Steps Return | Tony Stark/OC oneshot

Summary: Tony Stark and his girlfriend Leigh Balci make up for the three days he was away on a business trip. Explicit sex, minors DNI

Length: 5,655

Notes: Set in a soulmate AU where Tony's first word to Leigh, 'Tony,' is written on her right wrist. Leigh has waist-length blonde hair. Established relationship.

Tags: @starryeyes2000 @raith-way @arrthurpendragon @themaradaniels @starksbf @chickensarentcheap @tiny-anne @munstysmind

Excerpt:

“I tell you what, can you go into the bedroom and grab my robe? Not the one that looks like you can see through it if you squint hard enough. I would like to be decent for the elevator ride."

“I think I missed a step?” He’s stalled out on the racetrack, too horny to remember the steps to fixing a flooded engine.

She tosses her hair back and pulls it onto a shoulder, squeezing the towel against it. Her brown eyes are loving and amused. “You want me in the penthouse, right?”

“I want you everywhere.” He grins. “But, yes.”

“Well, until you invent a teleporter, I will need to be clothed for that particular trip, Tony.”

“Two robes, coming up.”

Until My Steps Return

Tony Stark wishes he was the kind of man who has a doctor on retainer, one who will prescribe whatever the heck you want, just because you’re rich. He’s that kind of rich, but he was never that kind of an addict. He’s addicted to pleasure of all kinds, he can admit it. Tony spent years chasing variety, and the truth is, he doesn’t really regret that. Now, though? Now he has variety in constancy, and he likes it so much better.

Now, he has Leigh. His soulmate.

Except, not right now. Because he’s on an airplane, and even though it’s a fast one, it’ll still be another six hours of flight time, combined with another hour of nonsense before he can come home to his tower. He won’t even come directly home to his girlfriend, not really, because she hasn’t moved into his penthouse yet, despite the fact that he’d actually begged her to, the day he’d left for this business trip. Begged. Him! Outside some very specific sexual scenarios, Tony Stark simply does not beg. But he’s in love, and so is she, so he feels comfortable to push boundaries.

The annoying part is, it’s his plane, and it has a bed. If he had a sleeping pill available, if he could skip the rest of this flight by sleeping through it, Tony absolutely would. He’s still going to try, but it’s not a guarantee, and he doesn’t want to drink to do it. The last thing he wants is to come home to Leigh with a hangover. They’re due to get in right after dinner, and he wants… well. Thinking about that right now would not be conducive to sleeping. If he heads to that bed in this aircraft, given its history? That’ll be what he spends his time thinking about. He’d rather do those things with her instead, in a few hours, instead of by himself, without her.

Tony sighs, pulling the travel pillow out from under his head and hugging it to his chest petulantly. He can fly. He has the power of the internet at his fingertips with an AI smart enough to cut through the busywork bullshit. He has enough money to obtain pretty much anything he wants, whenever he wants it. But he can’t make time move any faster, and that’s just some kind of bullshit.

Tony: The fact that the Concorde is no longer a thing is absolutely not okay

Leigh: I miss you too, three days is too long.

Leigh: You should sleep, the flight will go faster.

Tony: Yeah, I know. I keep thinking about what I want to do when I get home, and it’s keeping me awake

Tony: I could tell you if you like. Then you could tell me what you’d do in response

Leigh: Oh I don’t think so.

Leigh: You should have thought about this exact scenario before you told me that you have FRIDAY read out your texts when your hands are busy, hmm?

Tony: fuck.

Leigh: Patience, patience.

She’s not in the penthouse when he gets in, which is probably not surprising. Tony puts his things down and frowns down at his wrinkly suit. He should take a shower, but there’s a nonzero chance of doing that with Leigh, and he’d never turn that down. He hops into the elevator and heads down to her floor. When he rings at the door, there’s no answer, but five seconds after hitting the button, the door opens. He feels a surge of affection for her. She must have asked FRIDAY to code it to let him in. The sound of the shower is loud when he gets inside, and there's a tantalizing hint of her spicy shampoo. He finds out shortly that this is because she’s left the bathroom door open.

Tony undoes his tie and leans in the doorway. “You know you have full access to the penthouse?” he says, by way of greeting her.

Leigh’s rinsing suds out of her hair, which apparently means freeing the shower head to handheld mode and lifting chunks of her wet hair with one hand while going over it with the spray. The motion shakes her breasts enticingly, not that he has the greatest view through the mostly fogged over glass of her small shower.

“I don’t know how to make the shower head strong enough for my needs,” she says.

“Well!” Tony says, laughing. “I can’t help but notice there aren’t any towels in here.”

“I was counting on your plane to come in on time,” she says, her voice rich with amusement. “I’m more than a little grateful that worked out.”

“What’s in it for me?”

The water shuts off, and he can see Leigh move close to the fogged-up door of the shower. Instead of opening it, though, she pushes up against it with her chest. Her nipples pebble up from the cold as soon as they touch the glass, despite the heat of her shower, the rest of her body merely a shadow in the background. She keeps going until her breasts are spread out, literally on display for him.

“You can get me so sweaty and gross I’ll need a second shower,” she says. Her voice is throaty, with just a hint of vocal fry.

“Towels, coming right up.”

Her laugh chases him out into the hallway where the linen closet is. Tony is already so turned on from her visual display that his pants are getting uncomfortably tight, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

He comes back with four towels and a sense of determination. Because she is a complete adorable tease, Leigh takes the first towel and wraps it around herself, tucking it in so the edges overlap in the front, but barely by much.

“Easy access?” he asks.

“First things first,” she says, leaning over and taking towel number two. “The receptionist at work bought me one of those super absorbent hair towel turban things in our Secret Santa exchange the first year I worked there. I was really tempted to take a picture of just how little of my hair fits in one of those.”

The bathroom in her apartment is a fraction of the size of his. Leigh’s faced away, basically standing right beside him, and the rhythmic movement of her arms squeezing the water from her hair as she’s bent over is affecting him a lot. The strong clean scent of her spicy shampoo fills the room, enhancing his desire for her. Leigh does a little wiggle as she rubs the towel against her neck. The towel she had wrapped around her body falls off.

“Oops.”

Tony pulls her up against him. Her body is damp and warm, and he groans to feel her heat after missing her for so many days and nights. He kisses her shoulder, hearing her hum in approval, and Tony slides his hand up from her stomach to the underside of her breast, straightening her spine so he can access the back of her neck.

“As much as I love where this is heading, the end result right now is a face full of wet hair for me,” she reminds him.

“Hair dryer?”

She gasps in affronted horror, and pulls away.

“No hair dryer,” Tony says, dutifully.

“Better,” she laughs. “I tell you what, can you go into the bedroom and grab my robe? Not the one that looks like you can see through it if you squint hard enough. You can take that up with us, but I would like to be decent for the elevator ride."

“I think I missed a step?” He’s stalled out on the racetrack, too horny to remember the steps to fixing a flooded engine.

She tosses her hair back and pulls it onto a shoulder, squeezing the towel against it. Her brown eyes are loving and amused. “You want me in the penthouse, right?”

“I want you everywhere.” He grins. “But, yes.”

“Well, until you invent a teleporter, I will need to be clothed for that particular trip, Tony.”

“Two robes, coming up.”

He takes time in her bedroom to adjust the press of his boxer briefs on his erection. Tony has a suspicion that Leigh timed this deliberately, setting obstacles (sexy, fun ones, at that) between him and what he wants to do with her. He is completely certain she wouldn’t admit it if he asked, though.

He finds the robe she doesn’t want to wear in the elevator and completely understands why. It’s white, made of a soft, see-through material covered in lacy vine patterns in a golden yellow color. The only part of it that’s in any way opaque is a three inch thick ribbon belt that wouldn’t cover anything pertinent anyway. He loves it. Tony grabs the lavender fluffy robe she has hanging in her closet, too.

When he gets back into the bathroom, her hair looks much more dry, and the towel wrapped around her body is back.

“This is my new favorite thing,” Tony says, holding up the filmy robe. He drapes it around his neck like a scarf. It barely weighs anything. “And here’s your ticket to barely decent-ville,” he tells her, waving the purple robe.

“Thanks. My hands are full, though. Can you--” Leigh says. She’s toweling off the top of her head and comes over, pushing her chest out where the towel around her torso is precariously tucked in between the valley of her breasts.

“This is a concerted effort to kill me,” Tony declares, but he reaches for the towel. Then, he snatches his hand back. Tipping his head to the side, he examines the structural integrity of the tuck, leaning over and closing his lips around the small glimpse of towel hem sticking up between her breasts. Mostly, he’s kissing her, but he tugs just a bit, and the towel collapses under its own weight.

He’s beyond caring how obvious he is, now, banding an arm around her waist and bending his head to paint his tongue across her damp, delicious skin, lower and lower until he nuzzles her nipple with his nose.

“Tony,” Leigh says, her voice urgent.

“Mm hmm,” he murmurs, curling his tongue around her nipple, loving the way she catches her breath and clings to him, her towel and still-damp hair forgotten. Tony walks her back against the doorframe so he can slide his hand around and thumb at her other nipple, pressing his knee between her legs in a vain attempt to support her.

Suddenly, Leigh hisses, and he pulls back. “What?”

“Hinge,” she says ruefully. With both hands apologetically pressed to his chest, she sucks a kiss to his lips and steps away.

“I put it there vindictively. So you’ll move in with me,” he says.

“Yes, this hinge stamped with--” Leigh leans over and pretends to read out, “‘Hinge-City, purveyors of fine pain inducements to move since 2010 when this tower was built and you hadn't met me yet.’ Wow!” she grins at him. “You were right.”

“Put on the robe, Miss Balci,” Tony says.

She trails a hand along his neck where the revealing robe is resting, then bends down to pick up the purple one.

“Head up, I’ll be there soon,” Tony says, gritting his teeth. He should just drag her over to her bed and take her, but she’s being tempting on purpose, trying to entice him with the ability to have sex with her in two separate places. Really, he wants her up in the penthouse with him all the time, and he will not be dissuaded.

“What?” she asks, fastening the tie around her waist, her hair in disarray, brown eyes dark with how much she wants him.

“I am synched to a completely fucked up time zone, I just spent however long on an airplane, and I want to wake up in my own bed next to you after however much time we spend catching up. I do not , and don’t you dare ever quote me on this, want to have sex in the elevator.”

Leigh laughs, and he even finds that sexy, Tony realizes. “Okay. See you soon.”

She walks out of her apartment barefoot. He almost chases her and reneges, but his back won’t thank him, and he never was the kind to have a Dr. Feelgood to fall back on, there.

Besides, the two of them have a great track record when it comes to her waiting for him to show up, horny as all hell.

Tony doesn’t see Leigh when he steps out of the elevator into the living room of the penthouse. This is actually encouraging, because he wants her to feel more at home in his space. He doesn’t see her in the bedroom either, though, so he checks in his large bathroom to find it empty as well. Only when he walks out of there does he see her, leaning up against the wall waiting for him. Leigh’s got one foot flat on the wall, separating the sides of her robe. She sways that leg, giving him a shadowed glimpse of what lies underneath it.

Tony had never understood the lure of sirens until he met her. He’s hers with gratitude, no reservations, no matter what might tear him apart in the future because of it. He doesn’t even care that he’s a sailor shipwrecked on her shores, as long as he gets to know what that tastes like.

“I thought about this moment all day,” he tells her. “Come here.”

Leigh smiles and pushes off from the wall, but when she is close enough for him to reach for her, she pauses and shakes her head at him.

“Let me undress you?” she asks. Leigh’s a little nervous, he can see, but he fucking loves when she’s shy but brave like this. It always, always works out well for them.

Because he’s a recalcitrant asshole who wants her to manhandle him, Tony adopts a sardonic expression and slides both hands into his pockets before nodding. The little determined twist of her lips in response makes him ache to touch her.

Leigh steps close, choosing not to take on the challenge of removing his suit coat while his hands are in his pockets. She instead slides her hands up from his chest to the small buttons that hold his collar to the shirt, undoing them. She’s distracted enough by this that Tony sneaks his hand out of his pocket and grabs one free end of the bow keeping her robe closed. Leigh’s standing so near that he can just slip his hand back into his pocket with it. The next time she moves far enough away, the whole thing will come undone. He wonders if he’ll come undone first.

Tony knows he’s been horny too long without relief when he gets impish like this, but that’s the thing. Leigh knows that about him too, by now. She seems to be counting on it, which makes him want her even more. They’re recursive, and he loves it.

Leigh sweeps his collar up, pulling off his tie and dropping it on the floor. Then she starts working on his buttons.

“This does not involve enough kissing,” Tony observes.

Leigh is a little minx. Her response is to kiss the space on his chest that is revealed with each subsequent unbuttoned section of shirt, instead of his lips. By the time she’s done, he has forgotten about trying to troll her with his hands in his pockets, and he’s reaching for her, sliding his hand into the glorious mass of her hair and pulling her close. The tie for her robe comes close to unraveling, but he’s past caring about that at the moment.

Tony nips at her, pressing his thumb against her full bottom lip and tracing it with his tongue, teasing her just as she’s teasing and denying him. The thing about Leigh is, though: she’s generous and giving, so when it becomes clear to her that he’s holding back as a result of her holding back while undressing him, she yields, pushing against him, tangling her tongue with his. Leigh burrows close, worming her hands underneath his suit coat and pushing it down his arms even though Tony’s hands are busy opening her up for his kisses.

“Cross-purposes, here,” he murmurs.

“Is it though?” she says, pulling back long enough to strip his arms of both coat sleeve and shirt sleeve. Leigh grabs both ends of the flimsy robe he’s still got draped like a scarf around his neck, and starts backing up. The movement slowly loosens the rest of the tie to her fluffy robe, and it gives up the ghost right as she reaches the edge of his bed and sits down.

“Leigh,” Tony groans. The picture she presents, mostly naked and looking up at him, her hands at his belt, is setting him on fire.

“But I’m not done,” she says innocently, working to loosen the belt, flicking it open and tugging his button out of its buttonhole. He can see her tight, pebbled nipples peeking against the fabric of the robe.

“Swap me?” he asks in a hushed voice. Tony’s tired as fuck, but if she doesn’t want to trade places, he’ll hold himself up with sheer force of will if he has to. He’s a moth to her flame, desperate to singe himself on her heat, heedless of the danger of being consumed.

“Okay,” she agrees easily. Tony helps her stand, if only because he gets the chance to shove her robe off of one shoulder so he can kiss it. Leigh draws down his zipper and pushes his slacks down, and he steps out of them. Tony slides off the boxers himself, sits so he doesn’t crassly kick them under the bed or something, but Leigh dips down to a half kneel at his feet and pulls them away from his feet.

She is always surprising him, Tony thinks, because that’s not something he would expect her to do, not in a moment like this, but it’s also economical, necessary, it brings her right where they both want her to be.

“I want to swap,” she says, and he’s momentarily confused until she takes off her robe and tosses it at the foot of the bed, pulling on the one around his neck.

“Fuck, okay,” he says. He had figured she’d hang the thing up in his closet and wear it another day, but no, she’s pulling it on but leaving it hanging open. Her curves are lush and inviting, warm and his, and he’s grateful, besotted, hungry.

“I want to try something,” Leigh whispers. She puts a hand on either of his knees and spreads them apart, settling her hair on her right shoulder and leaning up against his body, kissing him. Tony’s drugged by sensation; he can feel the strands of her hair dragging across his chest, can smell her arousal, taste her sweetness. Leigh moves her right hand from his knee right to his cock, gentle but firm, and he groans into the kiss. She tips her head to the side, tickling him with her hair as she strokes him.

“Look,” she whispers. Tony looks down and bucks his hips into her hand. He can read his name clearly on the same wrist she’s jacking him with, and her hair is framing the motion. It’s as sensual an image of how he feels about this particular woman as Tony could possibly imagine.

That’s when she slides down his body and takes him in her mouth for the first time.

“Leigh, fuck, yes, ahhhhh,” he groans out.

She pulls off and moves her hand on him. With her other hand, she drapes her hair on his left leg. “Pull it. Yank it, do whatever. I like that, especially now,” she tells him in a husky voice.

He’s literally speechless. All Tony can do is look down at Leigh and watch her swirl her tongue on the head of his cock before taking him in her mouth again, sucking on the way down. She’s systematically destroying him. He grabs the locks she’d offered, twining it around his wrist once, and, trusting her, Tony sinks his fingers into her hairline and holds on.

She moans against him. Tony gives up all sense of restraint and starts rocking his hips, knowing he’ll have to stop her soon. He’s never going to stop being amazed at their alchemy, the way that loving her has turned the rougher parts of him into gold, and likewise the fragile parts of her into steel. Leigh backs off when he thrusts up too deep just once, recovering quickly, kissing along his shaft as she clears her throat a few times. When she starts to take him in again, Tony pulls hard on her hair, and she chuckles against him, sucking just the tip before spelling out obscene messages with her tongue.

“Okay, I need--” Tony says, shaking his hands free of her hair and pulling at the fabric of her robe, trying to get her to climb up.

“Yes, okay, yes,” she soothes. Tony isn’t gentle as he hauls her up his body, spearing his tongue into her mouth, fighting her robe to get his hands on her body underneath it, desperate.

“You’re rewriting my DNA,” he accuses. “I was never this determined to mark someone as mine before.”

“I’ve never been so willing to be marked,” she admits, gasping and holding still. Tony’s sucking a kiss onto her shoulder, and he grazes his teeth along her skin there right as he finally gets his hand between her legs. She’s wet and warm, yes, but what he loves is how fucking responsive she is. Everywhere he touches her, she’s always gasping, arching, shaking, as if she’s physically incapable of hiding his effect on her.

Suddenly, he needs to know how that would translate to tasting her. Tony turns them, laying her on the bed and looking down to see Leigh splayed out for him. Her hair is everywhere, right hand stretched out to cling to the sheets in the way he fucking loves, like she can’t not grip something when she’s in the throes of desire for him. The robe is gapping like the best wrapping paper ever, and best of all, when Tony starts to run a hand from her stomach down, she closes her eyes and arches her hips toward him.

Tony decides he likes the implications of her not being able to see him right now. He reaches up and rests her left forearm over her eyes, kissing it and kissing her lips, pressing, making known what he wants without words.

Leigh nods, her chest heaving in anticipation. Tony can’t resist kissing one of her nipples on his way back down, but he avoids using his tongue, because she’s perceptive, and she’ll guess.

“I want to watch the way your hips move,” he tells her, hands warm on her thighs. “You’re so beautiful.”

“I feel like a complete wreck, and I’ll turn into a hellcat if you don’t touch me,” she promises, her voice sounding rough. Tony has to clamp down on his own desires for a quick minute at the thought that maybe her throat is just the tiniest bit sore from his presence there.

He’s got both his hands on her legs, spreading them apart before resting his palm on her stomach. Leigh whines and juts her hips up.

“Please,” she begs. “Missed you.”

Tony had wanted to surprise her with his mouth but his hands have a life of their own, seeking out her folds like she’s her own force of gravity. He strokes her, kissing her knee, kissing her thigh.

“Tony…” her tone is whining, uncertain.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asks, his lips a hair’s breadth away from the thin skin right beside the mass of honey gold pubic hair.

“I’ve just never--”

Objectively Tony knows he should not find it so arousing that he’ll be the first to do this. She has every right to share her body with whomever she chooses, and if none of her previous relationships were with men who had any idea what they were doing, that’s not his business. But he likes this chance to show her what she’s been missing.

“Allow me to catch you up on all the years of severe neglect you’ve been experiencing,” Tony says in a low, sardonic tone. Her thighs clench together, shoulders shrugging up, her whole body responding just to his voice. Fuck, this is going to be amazing, he thinks to himself. “You trust me?” he says, selfishly wanting to hear her voice, excited about how throaty and desperate he’s sure it’ll be.

He’d somehow forgotten what she’s actually like in those three days he’s been gone.

“Give me my phone, I’m calling backup, you’re clearly only here to tease me,” Leigh says, rolling over and nearly kneeing him in the face in the process. She crawls up the bed, her hand reaching out for her cell phone on the nightstand.

Tony grabs her ankle and yanks, shifting his body up onto the bed as he locks that leg over his shoulder. He reaches up and flattens her onto her back with one well placed hand, gentling the movement once she’s in position. With his thumbs millimeters away from her sex, Tony uses both hands to spread her legs, holding her open for him in the process.

Her whole body is trembling now. When he looks up, she’s got the fleshy part of her palm between her teeth, moaning softly around it.

Tony bends his first finger and draws his knuckle up, along her wetness. She groans. He follows the movement with his tongue, pressing his hand at her hips in anticipation of their movement. Tony’s always liked this taste, has done it enough to know that it subtly differs with different foods. He presses closer and swirls his tongue around her clit without actually touching it yet, loving the hitched, shocked noises Leigh’s making. The muscles of her thigh under his hand are rock solid, she’s so tense and focused on what he’s doing.

Leigh’s heel is digging into his upper back so hard he hopes he gets a bruise there. That’s much more intimate than a hickey.

She’s rocking her hips ever so slightly with every movement of his tongue, and Tony gives in to his desire to feel that from the inside. He slides two fingers inside her, groaning a hum with his lips against her clit as she clenches down hard on him.

“Honey,” he murmurs, lifting his head to look up at her. Her chin is up, head arched back, but as he watches, she looks at him, eyes heavy-lidded and dark. Tony grins, hoping she can see the slick of her on his lips. Sometimes she’s embarrassed by the intimacy of such things, and he wants to ruin that instinct with as much joy and openness as he can. He’s an asshole that way. This is one of those times. “You had something with honey, at dinner.” He twists his fingers in just the right way as he says it.

“Tony,” she gasps. “There’s no way you-- Oh my God,” she whimpers, reaching up and pulling one of the pillows onto her face and holding it there.

He notices, though, that she doesn’t close herself off from him as much as she might have. She trusts him. Tony can’t stop the way he rocks his own hips along the edge of the bed to ease some of his tension at the thought.

“I can,” he assures her. “Want to try?”

He angles his head down and takes an obscenely large swipe across her entire sex with his tongue. He lifts himself up as if coming to kiss her, and now she curls her body up defensively.

“Maybe? No. Oh my GOD, I’m a fallen woman, what the actual fuck are you even doing to me right now,” Leigh groans into the pillow.

“It’s my personal mission to debauch you,” he says. “But not to make you uncomfortable.”

Leigh drops the pillow and looks at him with doubt painted across her features.

“Much,” he allows. His hand drifts back down to stroke her again.

“Yesssss Right there-- Tony,” she groans.

“Going to come for me?” he asks, sliding up to lay beside her on his side, hand still moving just the way she likes.

“Mmmm hmmm,” she draws out.

He slides his head closer so he can whisper in her ear. “Speaking of debauching you, I pictured myself doing this on the airplane. Except we were on a commercial flight, and you’d lost a bet with me.”

“Not realistic,” she says, eyes still pinched closed, hips rocking against his hand. He loves her focus, especially because it comes and goes in stages. Soon comes the stage where she’s delirious and gasping.

“The flight, or the bet?”

Leigh chuckles lowly. Tony speeds his movement, and she laughs again.

“Who is manipulating whom, here?” he whispers.

“Toss-up,” she manages through bitten lips. “Almossssst--”

“On the plane, I brought you right up to the edge,” Tony murmurs.

Leigh moans, and he sits up so he can use a second hand.

“Fuck, ok yes, that, whatever you want, just keep-- ahhhhhh!”

“Then I told you to come for me. Loudly. And you did.” Tony says, pushing some command into his voice. “Do it. For me, come for me, right now.”

She does, her whole body freezing in an arched posture one second and then releasing in a shudder of clenched gasps and moans the next. It goes on for longer than any she’s had with him yet, and he pulls his hands away to climb on top of her and thrust in, chasing the last of her clenching convulsions.

“Ohhhhh,” she breathes, sliding her legs up to bracket him.

“Too much?” Tony asks, hoping like hell she won’t say yes.

“Always,” she says, twining her arms around his neck so she can kiss him. Her every action spells out that ‘always’ is an answer that doesn’t mean he has to stop. “That shouldn’t work, you know,” she says when he moves from kissing her lips to kissing along her jaw and onto her neck.

“Mmm?”

“Ordering me to come,” she whispers in his ear, like it’s too shameful to say out loud in a room full of the sounds of their bodies moving together. Tony loves her contradictions, sometimes.

He hopes she loves his eccentricities, too, because he can’t help but goad her. “Wait till I can get you to do it over the phone, the next time I have to go on another trip.”

“I won’t have to wait,” she murmurs, altering the angle of her hips so she can press on his ass with her heels. “I could just call you during a meeting. You wear those in-ear things to get insider information from FRIDAY during those, don’t you?”

Tony quickens his pace, needing to feel her shake underneath him again. It’s like a craving, he’s noticed, and satisfying it is fun as hell.

“You’re suggesting you’d call me and talk me up in the middle of a meeting? I’m dubious,” Tony goads her.

She slides a hand down his stomach to where they’re joined. Tony can tell the instant she touches herself in the way that she likes, because she clenches down on him in pleasure. “Do you know where my hand is, Mr. Stark?” she whispers in his ear.

The speed at which his orgasm is approaching has just hit Mach 3.

“Look at me,” he commands, pressing his forehead to hers.

She does, but then she says something unexpected.

“Come for me. Right now. Do it,” she says, undulating her body under his, squeezing, holding eye contact.

His orgasm slams into him from all sides, it seems, flooding him with pleasure as he slams his hips into hers and holds there, groaning. Tony can’t keep her gaze, he buries his head onto the bed beside her shoulder, breathing in the sweet, spicy scent of her hair. This is what he’s always wanted, he realizes, groaning, delighted, wrecked, pleased.

“Fuck,” he remarks, a full minute later when he’s able to form words again. “Call it a truce?”

“I think we both won,” Leigh says, snuggling into his side. “Knowing you well enough to be able to sense when you’re about to-- well. That’s its own kind of victory.” She ducks her head against his chest, as if hiding her blush. “That’s a really powerful kind of intimacy.”

“The best kind,” he says. “There are more of those,” he whispers into her hair.

“More of what?” Leigh tips her head back to meet his eyes.

“Intimate ways of knowing.”

“You mean how I know you’re about to make a comparison between what I said and some ridiculous made-up thing, like when I’ll learn to have a cheeseburger ready for you the second you are done working in the lab for an indeterminate amount of time?” she asks, giving him a penetrating look.

He was about to say something exactly like that, so he twists his lips petulantly. “Yes.”

“Don’t worry. Someday soon you’ll know when I hold those back, and you can feel loved by that experience, too.”

He already does.

Leigh and Tony's story is told in the story Exile All the Longer, coming someday to Tumblr but for now is on AO3.

#tony stark imagine #tony stark fanfiction #tony stark x oc #tony stark x smut #tony stark original character #iron man fanfiction #iron man #iron man x oc #iron man x original character #iron man smut #mcu #mcu fanfiction #mcu fanfic #marvel #marvel fanfic #tony stark #fyeahsuperverseocs #ocfairygodmother

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stobinesque · 1 year ago

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WIP Wednesday!

Tagged by @steves-strapcollection (thank you!!)

RULES

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPS; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We're posting progress here. If you haven't made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you've posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That's it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

WIPS

Stobin soulmate au

phryctoria

S4 Fix-it: Lucas POV

towards a unified theory of the upside down [stobin chats]

Not tagging anyone, but please feel free to tag me in and say I tagged you if you want to participate!

My Snippet

from the Stobin soulmate au (premise is that soulmates can feel one another's emotions & physical pain before they meet).

She doesn't think she's ever felt an anger this incandescent. It blazes hot and fast like a flashfire, flickering out almost as quickly as it sprang up, leaving the scorched remains of anxious confusion in its place.

There have been so many times in Robin's life where she's wanted nothing more than to figure out how to bend time and space to her whim. She doesn't know who her soulmate is, but it feels like she should be able to travel across the rope that tethers them together whenever they're in danger. She wants to throw herself into the mix of whatever is happening right now, because the anxiety has now spiked so high that Robin's own heart is racing like she's being chased down by something. Adrenaline is rushing through her even though she's just seated on her bedroom floor, imagining a girl who might be miles and miles away running or fighting for her life.

She jumps up. She has to get out of here. Even if she can't do anything about this she has to move because if she doesn't she's going to combust.

Her parents are seated together in the living room watching a movie and she sneaks by them because if they catch her trying to sneak out of the house right now she'll never hear the end of it. They've been so on edge since Barb and the Byers kid—shit! What if Barb is her soulmate?

She discards the idea almost as quickly as it pops up. Surely if they were soulmates they would have figured it out when they were actually friends? And besides, Robin doesn't think Barbs so much as swatted at a fly.

But…what if whatever was after Barb is after her soulmate too? What if there's really something out there in Hawkins?

She knows that that should dissuade her from hopping on her bike and speeding down Cherry Lane, but all it does is make her wish all the more that the bond was more like Ariadne's thread, guiding her to the center of the Labyrinth.

#wip wednesday #read writes #read wip #stobin #robin buckley #I didn't have a good phryctoria snippet from the past 7 days #so i used the nudge to draft in the soulmate au #bc i haven't looked at it in weeks D:

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saintclay · 9 days ago

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its 'hyperfixate on my first ever fandom' time oh boy

been rotating the idea of a young justice circus AU fic in my head and I treat tumblr like its my personal notesapp anyway so I'm just gonna put this here. if anything comes of it it comes of it.

AU of the OG 6 + Will and Zatanna because he was there in the episode that sparked these brainworms and come one. magician found in circus. that one just writes itself.

basically instead of becoming sidekicks/'partners' and forming the team, events(tm) lead to all of the members joining the circus. I'd probably end up making it slice of life

ok time for backstory or whatever Dick

this one is obvious he just never left the circus

actually did a minor stint as robin but the circus closed ranks around him when bruce tried to adopt him and in this AU bruce has things like emotional intelligence (canonical to earth-16. kinda) and went 'hmmm perhaps I am not ready to raise a very traumatized kid. maybe he should stay with his adopted family'

Wayne Industries is a major sponsor of the circus (why do I keep saying 'the circus'. its Halys. the Haly International Travelling Circus.) in character because bruce feels Empathy(tm) for dick and out of character because do you know how many plot holes that fixes. 'why can the circus take in this many teens? because Wayne just fucking throws money at them. they could retire and live a lush life if they wanted to! they do this for love not for money, and they no longer have to worry about money its great'

does a solo trapeze act, and is working on a duo act with Wally

Wally

the science experiment did not give him superspeed it just gave him a hospital visit and a lecture

went to see Halys after he got out of the hospital. because Barry and Iris wanted to give him something else to focus on

his dad (not Barry and Iris they're great this is my AU and in MY AU he lived with his dad who was not great) he was like 'ok fuck it I'm joining the circus'. and then he did.

doesn't actually have an act in the big top, but is one of the people who helps with the live setup/takedown of equipment in the acts. Dick is teaching him how to do the trapeze stuff but he's nowhere near ready to actually perform

Kaldur

Travelled with the circus for a mission and liked it a lot

this AU is a little darker wrt Atlantis, but basically his family sent him to live surfaceside because the Purist attacks were getting bad enough that they (and he) were genuinely scared for his life

also in this AU he learned about Black Manta being his father a lot earlier. he still isn't happy about it but because he found out about it at around the same time he left to go be aqualad, finding out didn't have the same impact on him

He's still Aqualad in this AU he's just a league standby/auxilary roster member

he and Will are the only ones who are also full-time heros on top of being members of the circus. Dick sometimes tags along with them but a lot of the time 'absolutely the fuck not you are thirteen you cannot come along with us to help bust a human traffic-ing ring.' actually works because Dick can't make the 'I've been training with Batman for years, I know what the fuck I'm doing' argument in this cannon. also because they rightfully pointed out that he's young enough that showing up with them all the time could easily point back to the circus, whereas the two of them are old enough that people will buy the 'traveling heros' thing

Kaldur is also more of a back-end guy (he's one of the people who helps unload/set up equipment and the fair grounds before the circus kicks off), but on nights that Zatanna is sick he will fill in for her magic show

Will

did the cademus mission solo with Kaldur after bitching and moaning about how the league didn't trust the two of them and then 'finding' the intel that the league was gathering left out on Ollie's desk

'finding' as in the league is much more willing to entertain the idea of a covert ops team of underage heros when the two of them are in their late teens and considered legal adults (or at least Will is because idr how old Kladur is cannonically in S1 but iirc he's like 17) and wanted to stress-test the pair of them

They found Conner! and also! Roy!

Will is ok about that! Its fine! its cool! no biggie! everything about his life is a lie but thats okay!

(narrator voice: he was in fact not fine about it)

Anyway yeah he's having a moment about that but thats ok. Conner got stuck on the team with them. Will is also totally okay with this

(side note because this is less than a year with Roy in cryo sleep he and Ollie have a much better relationship in this cannon. I mean he's still pissed and also having a moment about losing his arm but also he's missed a lot less of his life)

(Roy and Will have a very end-of-s2 type relationship where Roy is like 'ok yeah so he's my clone and thats like. creepy and also weird and also what the fuck. but he is also the one who actively found me b/c otherwise they wouldn't have even known to look and also he didn't know so like. I mean I'm not okay with this in the slightest but I'm not mad at him)

does an archery act. with fire. its pretty sick

Artemis

her mom is still in prison. her dad just got arrested. her sister has been MIA for months now, and is in no place to take care of her

so what does she do? she runs away and joins the circus. because like FUCK if she's letting CPS get their hands on her (Jade knows she's in the circus but also at this point in her life has already started to carve out a name as Cheshire)

rolled up and went 'yo do y'all want a knife thrower' and since their sword swallower had just retired they were like 'yea sure we need a new pointy sharp act'

not the most open about being Sportsmaster's daughter but thats more of a 'why the fuck would I go around telling people that my dad is a killer' thing. by the time Will, Kaldur, and Conner roll up the the circus the rest of the gang knew (they were briefed about it so they also knew)

Conner

Will and Kaldur broke him out of Cadamus with the league

Came with them on this mission and yeah he's staying now he likes it here better

the circus full of strays collected him like a stray and he collected them right back. uno reverse bitches

this is honestly probably a healthier environment for him to be in

does a strongman act. does not really understand why people are so impressed, but he thinks its kinda cool

The Light is screaming crying tearing their hair out (except lex cause he's bald) why is their secret weapon clone having the time of his life in the circus what the fuck

M'gann

snuck down to earth. was not detected on her uncle's bio-ship

did NOT join the team did NOT tell anyone she was there.

showed up at the circus. did some research. asked if they wanted a contortionist

also presented herself as being 17-18 instead of being a teenager

nobody has realized that she's missing yet. she is. totally cool totally cool totally okay about that.

people do not know she's a martian and they have no reason to suspect. this is going to be one of The Many Big Reveals.

crushing on Conner because he's an Outsider who is Not Of Earth like her. he has heard this because she doesn't know how well he can hear and is like 'hmm. well I will not mention this'

honestly much more used to being Megan The Human Person

Zatanna

the events of cannon happened and her dad got Dr. Fate-ed

since she had met Connor/Will/Kaldur at this point and knew they were at the circus she showed up shortly after that and went 'can I join y'all'

and I mean. she's a born performer. and the theatrics of a deeply traumatized 16 year old who is desperately trying not to have a mental breakdown are RIVETING

depending on when I decide to start this AU she probably isn't at the circus (since I'm probably going to start with 'Conner, Will, and Kaldur go undercover at the circus, and she wouldn't show up until a bit later')

saves most of her grand magic for the stage. at this point since there have been reveals the rest of the team covers for her. does card tricks and slight of hand tricks as well but thats normally the warm up to her act

ok I'm tired I might add more to this later

#young justice (2010)#young justice animated #clay writes #I've given myself brainworms about this oh no #yj circus AU

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huntressdarkness · 1 year ago

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Dear Creator Letter

First of all, thank you so much for writing/drawing something for me!!! Whatever it is, I know I'll adore it! <3

Warning: Long post ahead. Lol.

Note: There may be more ships on here than what I requested, so... just keep that in mind. Stick with what I requested for your assignment, but I'm always happy to get treats or gifts if some of this inspires you! :D

If you have specific questions, send me an anon ask. :)

PS. Please don't feel pressured to follow any of the 'maybe's' I listed off as prompts. If you have an idea of your own, go for it! <3

Outline:

General Likes

Kink Likes

General DNWs

Anakin | Vader Likes

Anakin | Vader DNWs

Anakin | Vader Ships

Bad Batch Ships

General Likes:

A/B/O (mpreg is fine)

Angst

Being forced together (though “forced�� is debatable when it’s what they wanted and they were just resisting)

Co-Dependency

Cuddle piles

Enemies-to-lovers

Established Relationships

First Times

Fix-its

Fluff

Force-sensitive clones (especially if they get Force training from Anakin)

Fuck or die situations

Happy endings

Hopeful endings

Hurt/comfort

Mutual pining

Only one bed

Playful bickering/squabbling

Possessive characters (as long as it's not in a toxic way)

Protective characters

Relationship angst (especially if it’s resolved at the end)

Role Swap AUs

Secret Relationships

Sex pollen

Sith/Jedi/Senator AUs

Slow burn

Soulmate AUs

Time travel

Kink Likes:

Anal Sex/Fingering

Biting

Bratting/Discipline

Collars

Dom/sub

Ghost Sex (listen, I've never read anything like this before, but it sounds cool lol)

Impact play

Lingerie

Mild choking

Multiple partners/Group sex

Oral Sex

Pet play

Praise kink

Primal Play

Restraints

Rough Sex

Tender Sex

Voyeurism/Exhibitionism

General DNWs:

Abusive relationships

Character bashing

Character death (villains are fine)

Codywan (or any Obi-Wan/clones)

Daddy/mommy kinks

First/second person POV

Hurt no comfort

Jealousy if a character is being shamed for it (I love characters being jealous especially if it's because of miscommunications, and everything works out okay)

Most AUs except what I listed above (I prefer canon AUs; Modern AUs are okay if the clones are still clones/science experiments; I love the Batch having their mutations lol)

Obikin

Rape/non-con between the partners (hurt/comfort between partners after one faced sexual assault or a villain Made Them Do It is fine; Dub-con is fine)

Rexsoka

Torture

Underage (unless they both are)

Unhappy ending

Woobifying characters (especially Obi-Wan)

Anakin | Vader Likes:

Background/mentioned Anidala is okay but they don't have to be married, either

Eldritch!Anakin

Female!Anakin (I usually prefer male!Anakin but female!Anakin is cool, too)

Omega!Anakin (if in A/B/O universe) (Alpha!Anakin is okay, so long as he's submissive)

PT!Anakin (I don't really like CW!Anakin; when I say PT!Anakin, I mean the version of him who is light, cheerful, compassionate, empathic, and open about his feelings, even if he struggles with his fear of not being good enough or of failing people and losing them. Don't worry, I'm not excessively picky. So long as he's not being cocky and arrogant, it'll be fine.)

Sith-raised!Anakin (especially if he's more miserable and depressed than actually dark)

Submissive!Anakin

Suitless Vader

Traumatized Vader (and him dealing with his guilt)

Vader redemption (especially if it's the clones redeeming him)

Anakin | Vader DNWs:

Clones hating Vaderkin for Order 66 (he was just a weapon of Palpatine; he's not responsible for that or for the chips)

Padme/clone content

Vader being uncharacteristically dark/cruel to the clones (they're his family, even if he Fell)

Ships

Note: This includes a combination of prompts and (primarily) ship-specific likes.

Anakin | Vader Ships:

Anakin/Cody

Top Cody, Bottom Anakin, Alpha Cody (if in A/B/O universe), Dom!Cody, Sub!Anakin, Cody topping from the bottom, Padawan Anakin

Cody respecting Anakin (not a fan of the idea that he'd hate Anakin) - like, they’re practically equals in rank, and I like Cody sort of treating Anakin like he would a shiny and being protective of him even if Anakin is technically older than him while Anakin just wants Cody to like him.

Maybe Anakin is trying to seduce Cody and ends up biting off waaaay more than he can chew

Anakin/Cody/Fives

Top Cody, Bottom Anakin, Service Top Anakin, Alpha Cody (if in A/B/O universe), Dom!Cody, Sub!Anakin, Sub!Fives, Fives is definitely a brat while Anakin tries to be good, Cody topping from the bottom, Top/Bottom Fives, Fives is chaos personified

Maybe Cody is trying to wrangle Fives into being a good boy because of how rebellious/independent he is, and Anakin gets dragged into the mix.

Anakin and Fives switch for each other.

Anakin/Cody/Rex

Top Cody, Bottom Anakin, Service Top Anakin, Top/Bottom Rex, Cody topping from the bottom, Alpha Cody (if in A/B/O universe), Alpha/Omega Rex (if in A/B/O universe) (I’m a little fascinated by the idea of Omega!Rex being a dom in Anakin’s direction lol), Dom!Cody, Sub!Anakin, Switch!Rex

Maybe Cody got tired of Anakin and Rex making eyes at each other while being completely oblivious to how the other feels and decides to get involved.

Anakin/Crosshair, Anakin/Hunter, Anakin/Crosshair/Hunter, Anakin/Crosshair/Hunter/Rex

Top/Bottom Anakin, Top/Bottom Crosshair, Top/Bottom Hunter, Alpha Crosshair (if in A/B/O universe), Alpha (or Omega) Hunter (if in A/B/O universe), Alpha Crosshair/Hunter is an amazing concept to me.

Anakin would get on with them very well because he’s always felt like an outsider among the Jedi the way the Batch have to the clones, so they’d really Get each other. Anakin and Hunter have a lot in common, so their friendship and mutual protectiveness of each other would be a really fun thing to explore. Crosshair is just a brat. And annoying because he wants to be. But he likes making Hunter submit to him (though there’s gonna be a fight first lol) and he likes getting Anakin’s attention. Anakin likes feeling accepted by them, and he’s open to pretty much anything they want.

If Rex is there: Top Rex, Rex topping from the bottom, Dom!Rex, Service Top Anakin, Service Top Hunter, Service Top Crosshair, Alpha/Omega Rex (if in A/B/O universe), Sub!Anakin, Sub!Crosshair, Sub!Hunter

I can’t imagine any dom/sub things happening if Rex isn’t a part of the dynamic since none of the other three have the right personality to be a dom to the others. But Rex knows all the right buttons to push to make Hunter and Crosshair submit to him. Maybe Anakin is being a good boy just to show the other two how it’s done, even if his normal dynamic with Rex is a little different.

Anakin/Echo

Top/Bottom Anakin, Top/Bottom Echo

Maybe they get together after Echo is rescued, bonding over their grief for Fives and over being part-machine. Echo’s very rule-abiding, and Anakin also prefers following the rules, even if he’ll bend them a little sometimes.

Anakin/Echo/Rex

Top/Bottom Anakin, Top/Bottom Echo, Top/Bottom Rex, Alpha/Omega Rex (if in A/B/O universe), Rex topping from the bottom, Dom!Rex, Sub!Anakin, Switch!Echo

Maybe it starts with Rex/Echo, and they invite Anakin in because Rex is teaching Echo how to be a dom, and Anakin is There. Or maybe it starts with Anakin/Rex, and they invite Echo to join because he’s Interested.

Anakin/Echo/Fives/Rex

Top Rex, Rex topping from the bottom, Dom!Rex, Sub!Anakin, Switch!Echo, Sub!Fives, Top/Bottom Echo, Top/Bottom Fives, Bottom Anakin, Service Top Anakin, Alpha/Omega Rex (if in A/B/O universe), Alpha Fives (if in A/B/O universe), Fives is a brat

Fives is pure chaos, and he and Anakin like switching for each other.

Maybe Rex is trying to tame the Dominoes and reign in their chaos and somehow sex comes into the picture. Maybe Anakin’s involvement was an accident. Maybe Anakin and Rex preplanned it all out together. Maybe there’s an unspoken GAR tradition involving new ARC troopers and their commanding officers and sex (don’t ask what that means lol I have no idea).

Anakin/Fives

Switch!Anakin, Switch!Fives, no dom/sub with them

Fives is pure chaos, and he and Anakin like switching for each other. They’re just insane and chaotic together, and they enjoy fooling around more than engaging in power plays.

Anakin/Fives/Rex

Top Rex, Rex topping from the bottom, Dom!Rex, Sub!Anakin, Sub!Fives, Top/Bottom Fives, Bottom Anakin, Service Top Anakin, Alpha/Omega Rex (if in A/B/O universe), Alpha Fives (if in A/B/O universe), Fives is a brat and he and Anakin like switching for each other

Maybe Anakin and Fives team up to seduce Rex and get more than they can handle. Maybe Rex decides to reign in the combined chaos of Anakin and Fives by becoming their dom. Maybe the three of them are grieving Echo together and one thing leads to another.

Anakin/Jesse, Anakin/Kix, Anakin/Jesse/Kix

Bottom Anakin, Service Top Anakin, Top/Bottom Jesse, Top/Bottom Kix, Dom!Kix, Sub!Anakin, Sub!Jesse

Maybe Kix gets tired of Anakin getting hurt all the time and decides to teach him to take care of himself better. Maybe Kix and Jesse (or just Jesse) do a team-up to see if they can seduce Anakin.

Anakin/Rex

Bottom Anakin, Service Top Anakin, Top Rex, Rex topping from the bottom, Alpha/Omega Rex (if in A/B/O universe) (I’m a little fascinated by the idea of Omega!Rex being a dom in Anakin’s direction lol), Sub!Anakin, Dom!Rex (I wouldn’t mind if their roles got a bit reversed and Anakin is leading an inexperienced Rex and helping him find his confidence in sexual things, or if Rex has guided Anakin to being more assertive of himself and a dom, and is letting Anakin take the lead.)

There’s soooo many ways they could get together. It could be anything. (Just look at my general likes list for ideas. :) I really like the idea of Rex having sort of hero worshipped Anakin at the beginning until he got to know him better and become comfortable with being a dom toward him.

I love when Rex and Anakin are being Ahsoka’s dads, but it doesn’t need to be a major aspect of the story, or even appear at all. :)

Anakin/501st Legion

Bottom Anakin, Service Top Anakin

Anakin will do anything for his boys, no matter what or how insane. Maybe a sex pollen got involved, and Anakin is trying to help his boys get through it (or vice versa).

Vader/Cody

Top Cody, Bottom Vader, Alpha Cody (if in A/B/O universe), Dom!Cody & Sub!Vader, Cody topping from the bottom, Emperor!Cody, Attack-dog!Vader

Cody respecting/empathizing with Vader. He can understand being controlled/manipulated by Sidious, since he executed Order 66, too. (I like Cody sort of having treated Anakin like he would a shiny and being protective of him even if Anakin is technically older than him while Anakin just wants Cody to like him.)

Vader killing Sidious and handing the Empire over to Cody is just hilarious to me. Vader doesn’t know how to be free. If Cody was even just tolerant of him and not affectionate toward him, Vader would still follow him gratefully because he’s not being tortured. He has a very low bar for what constitutes a good master and Cody would just. Be horrified.

Throne sex??? Lol.

Navigating a relationship where Vader is a cyborg would be interesting, especially since it’d make intimacy very complicated.

Cody being protective of Vader. Please. Vader’s been through so much, and even if Cody wouldn’t be happy that Vader helped destroy the Jedi, he’d be even more angry at Obi-Wan for hurting Vader like he did. Cody helping a traumatized Vader heal would be incredible. <3

Vader/Cody/Rex

Top Cody, Bottom Vader, Service Top Vader, Top/Bottom Rex, Cody topping from the bottom, Alpha Cody (if in A/B/O universe), Alpha/Omega Rex (if in A/B/O universe) (I’m a little fascinated by the idea of Omega!Rex being a dom in Anakin’s direction lol), Dom!Cody, Sub!Vader, Switch!Rex, Emperor!Cody, Attack-dog!Vader

Cody would be the Emperor out of him and Rex. Vader would serve them because he doesn’t know how to be free.

Or maybe Cody and Rex teamed up to redeem Vader and ended up seducing him along the way, trying to teach how to be free and help him heal. Maybe they actually kidnap Vader from Sidious to help him. Maybe it’s an Imperial!AU where both of them are still with the Empire and somehow, Things Happen.

Maybe it’s a universe where the Empire formed early, and this is the first time they’re meeting Vader, and Cody immediately decides that he Wants Him and ropes Rex into helping him seduce their unfairly beautiful commanding officer.

Vader/Rex

Bottom Vader, Service Top Vader, Top Rex, Rex topping from the bottom, Alpha/Omega Rex (if in A/B/O universe) (I’m a little fascinated by the idea of Omega!Rex being a dom in Vader’s direction lol), Sub!Vader, Dom!Rex, Emperor!Rex, Attack-dog!Vader

Rex doesn’t want to be Emperor, but he got that role anyway.

Or maybe Rex tracks down his General and realizes he’s alive and decides to bring him back to the Light no matter what. Seducing him wasn’t originally part of the plan but it is now, so he’ll just go with it. And Vader likes it when Rex takes charge, since he doesn’t understand how to be free anymore. He’ll take anyone as a master if they’re even a tiny bit nice to him. Rex just. Doesn’t know what to do with his traumatized ex-general, and he wants to help him and heal him and make him better.

Navigating intimacy with Vader as a cyborg who struggles with it because of his condition and many traumas would be amazing.

Rebel!Vader? Maybe Vader is a Fulcrum agent and he and Rex meet accidentally during Rebels or something, and then realize who the other is and Things Happen.

Or maybe it’s an AU where Anakin was never a Jedi, and it’s an enemies-to-lovers type thing. Either way, Rex gets to fuck him back to the Light. <3

Bad Batch ships:

Anakin/Crosshair, Anakin/Hunter, Anakin/Crosshair/Hunter, Anakin/Crosshair/Hunter/Rex

See above

Crosshair/Hunter

Top/Bottom Hunter (I usually lean toward bottom), Top/Bottom Crosshair (I usually lean toward top, but either is fine), Alpha Crosshair (if in A/B/O universe), Alpha (or Omega) Hunter (if in A/B/O universe), no dom/sub with them (they don’t have the personalities for it, not with just each other)

There are so, so many ways they could end up together, and I’m fine with anything. Look at my general likes list for more ideas. I especially adore fix-its and soft content with them, especially if there’s lots of playful bickering. (I need therapy for canon, okay?)

I am fascinated by how things would go if they’re both alphas.

Hunter might be the leader, but Crosshair likes pushing him to get him to react and to make him submit to him (though there’ll be a fight first before Hunter would give in). Hunter… despite whatever he claims to himself, likes it, because he likes feeling protected and like he doesn’t need to always be in charge. Leading is haaaard, and Crosshair helps him let go.

Maybe they’re both exploring sex for the first time. Maybe they’re tiptoeing around a relationship during the war before it Happens. Maybe they’re trying to rebuild something after getting separated. Anything is fine.

(I’m not fond of the idea that Crosshair would be angry at Hunter for the Batch leaving once his chip wears off/is removed. I like to think he’s more mature than that and actually understands why they did what they did; he literally shot Wrecker. He’s gonna be dealing with a lot of guilt for hurting them.)

(Note: If time travel is involved, I’m fine with a pairing like Hunter/Crosshair/Hunter/Crosshair or some variation thereof.)

Crosshair/Echo/Hunter, Crosshair/Rex/Hunter, Crosshair/Fives/Hunter

See above for the Crosshair/Hunter dynamic

With Echo: Top/Bottom Echo, Dom!Echo, Sub!Hunter, Sub!Crosshair

Maybe Hunter and Crosshair team up to seduce their newest team member to help him relax and fit in with them.

With Fives: Switch!Fives, he’s a chaotic brat and he fits right in with the Batch’s brand of chaos

Maybe it’s a universe where he doesn’t die, and they encounter each other after Echo joins or after the Empire forms. Maybe he joins the Batch with Echo. Maybe they just happen to run into one another on a mission and Things Happen, because Fives loves them and their chaos, and they hit off very well. I just want to see what it would be like to have Fives with them. Lol.

With Rex: Top Rex, Rex topping from the bottom, Dom!Rex, Sub!Hunter, Sub!Crosshair

Rex has a lot of experience with wrangling his brothers, and making Hunter and Crosshair behave is easy. Maybe they try to seduce him, playfully as a joke or otherwise, and Rex turns it around on them and makes them Want Things they never thought they would. He’s very good at making them behave, even with their own natural tendency towards being brats and disobeying.

Note: I am fine with these ships being combined. Crosshair/Echo/Fives/Hunter, Crosshair/Echo/Hunter/Rex, Crosshair/Fives/Hunter/Rex, and Crosshair/Echo/Fives/Hunter/Rex are all fine.

Note 2: Adding Anakin to any of these combinations is fine, too.

Crosshair/Hunter/Tech/Wrecker

See above for more on the Crosshair/Hunter dynamic

Top/Bottom Crosshair, Top/Bottom Hunter, Top/Bottom Tech, Top/Bottom Wrecker, Dom!Tech (if they have one), Sub!Crosshair, Sub!Hunter, Sub!Wrecker

Anything with the polybatch will be amazing. See my general likes list for more ideas.

Maybe they’re just exploring sex for the first time with each other. Maybe there’s hurt/comfort and a little whump after a mission gone wrong. I adore how much younger and freer and more chaotic they all were before Order 66. Lol.

(A background Crosshair/Hunter romance is always a fun bonus for me. <3)

Crosshair/Echo/Hunter/Tech/Wrecker

See above for more on the Crosshair/Hunter dynamic

Top/Bottom Crosshair, Top/Bottom Echo, Top/Bottom Hunter, Top/Bottom Tech, Top/Bottom Wrecker, Dom!Tech, Dom!Echo, Sub!Crosshair, Sub!Hunter, Sub!Wrecker

Honestly, it could be anything. Look at my general likes list for more ideas. It doesn’t need to focus on all of them, but I’d prefer if Hunter and Crosshair, at least, were around as more than minor characters.

Maybe the Batch are trying to help Echo get used to them. Or maybe Echo is introducing sex to the Batch for the first time. Or maybe they’re reuniting after being separated by the Empire.

(A background Crosshair/Hunter romance is always a fun bonus for me. <3)

Crosshair/Echo/Hunter/Rex/Tech/Wrecker

See above for more on the Crosshair/Hunter dynamic

Top/Bottom Crosshair, Top/Bottom Echo, Top/Bottom Hunter, Top/Bottom Tech, Top/Bottom Wrecker, Top Rex, Rex topping from the bottom, Dom!Rex, Switch!Tech, Switch!Echo, Sub!Crosshair, Sub!Hunter, Sub!Wrecker

It doesn’t need to focus on all of them if that’s too hard, but I’d like if Hunter and Crosshair, at least, were around as more than background characters.

Rex domming the Batch is an amazing concept to me. I love him like that, and seeing how fast and easily he can bring them under his control would be incredible. Maybe he’s trying to make them behave and reign in their chaos and maybe make them more mature, too. Rex disciplining them (the brats especially) is awesome.

(A background Crosshair/Hunter romance is always a fun bonus for me. <3)

#huntressdarkness #dear creator letter #y'all have no idea how long i spent writing this lol

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