#one day ill finish that fic

[anotherferalrat]

YALL I WAS COMBING THROUGH THE KAELUC TAG ON AO3 BC OCTOBER MEANS A FLOOD OF NEW FICS. WELL I FOUND A HADESTOWN AU AND IM SO GLAD SOMEBODY ELSE WROTE IT BECAUSE I'VE BEEN STUCK ON MINE FOR MONTHS AND SAYING IT FOR LONGER.

KAELUC ARE SO ORPHEUS/EURYDICE CODED AND HERE'S WHY:

For one, you have the perfect premise of Celestia being the Hades stand in, driving a wedge between them: Diluc/the Ragnvindrs being faithful to Mondstadt/Barbatos and Kaeya being cursed from a godless land (also I think Venti as Hermes is so funny and so tragic).

But I also think either could be Orpheus. They have such a complicated past that they both have reason to believe the other wouldn't follow them out of whatever Genshin's version of the underworld is: whether Diluc believes Kaeya would rather be "at peace" and not have to deal with the pain of their past or keeping up the lies of his history, knowing one day he'd once again have to choose between Mondstadt and Khaenri'ah or Kaeya believing Diluc has less trust in him than he actually does (he trusts him with his life, even now) and would refuse to follow him out. Just. A A A A.

NO WAIT HEAR ME OUT. JUST THOUGHT OF THIS.

Kaeya is Orpheus in this situation and Celestia will let Diluc go but they have to cross the Mare Jivari and ofc bc they both grew up in Mondstadt, they're mildly terrified, Diluc especially because as much as he's lost respect for the damned bard, this will be the first time he's not under his protection and they're both worried about his soul being trapped in the desert somewhere along the journey.

Also with the musical's ending implying an inescapable loop and the whole time god/loop theory, just the two of them forever doomed to be intertwined but never be together again (until a certain traveller is able to break the loop bc i need at least one instance of an orpheus/eurydice situation to work out PLEASE-)

Will probably post about this again but my brain is so fried from sleep deprivation and whumptober that i can't string together another coherent thought<3

[glorified-red]

sex ed from red 👍

No literally, idk how my blog turned into this.

This is also hilarious to me because i got bored one day a few months ago and decided to write a fic where Tim goes to Jason for help with sex and it was supposed to be a crack fic. I wanted to write a smut scene but the overhead narration was Jason listing advice to Tim and then Tim actually using it in practice. I got maybe 1.5k words in? And just couldnt keep going because it was so perfect and I kept laughing while writing. I didn't even get to the lecture, I just couldnt 🤣

Here, a little treat:

“Goldie’s gonna flip his shit if he finds out I’m doing this,” Jason said under his breath while wiping off whatever was on the whiteboard already. Tim could barely make out a chaotic map of Jason’s territory as Red Hood, red lines scattered across sharp lines of alleyways and clunky boxes of warehouses.

Tim waited patiently, bouncing on the balls of his feet. The older boy wiped marker flakes off his sweatpants, looking at Tim expectantly. “Are you just going to stand there awkwardly or are you gonna pull up a chair and take notes, because I’m only going through this once so you better treat it like a briefing.” 

“Do I get to ask questions?” Tim rolled Jason’s desk chair over in front of the board and sat down. 

“You can wait till I’m done. I can’t have you interrupting me.” 

Tim nodded firmly. “Right.” 

Jason stood beside the board like a Professor waiting on his class to settle down, the bored expression, the nonchalant stance, even his bangs were pulled back so he could concentrate. He uncapped the black marker and the cap found its way into the pocket of his sweatpants as his stance shifted onto one side---impatient.

“Well?" Jason prompted with the opened marker, "Are you gonna pull out a notepad?” 

“Oh,” Tim scrambled for his phone and clicked open his notes app. Once a new screen was pulled up, he straightened up and looked at the empty board expectantly. 

Jason eyed the phone and blinked before turning back to the board. Near-silent squeaks emitted from the marker has he began to write, the sound barely traveling to Tim's ears.

His handwriting was chaotic but in an endearing way. He took after Bruce who wrote in all capital letters, straight and harsh lines that seemed to bold themselves across parchment. Jason wrote the first letter of each word slightly larger than the rest so he could still capitalize his own letters—a small but notable difference. Everyone in the family could easily tell the two handwritings apart because of this, even if they were so similar. 

On the board in bold letters was ‘Getting Laid 101’ and Tim had to swallow down a chuckle with just how similar this was to a lecture. 

“Alright,” Jason clapped his hands together, “Let’s get you laid.”

[allthenicknamesweretaken]

IT IS DONE

Fanart of Chapter 25 of The Neon Void by @sugarpasteltmnt

Fanart done to the lyrics of The Other Side Of Paradise

THIS TOOK SO LONG OH MY GOD

I first got the idea for this some time after chapter 25 but then I got burned out and then I got distracted by artfight and then I got distracted by an AU I’m making BUT NOW IT’S DONE

YIPPEE

[anonymouscheeses]

I'm gonna be shitting and screaming and starting fights if Sera becomes a villain. I can't take sibling angst, Sera loves Emily I swear guys believe meeee.

[noxiousr0se]

I feel like a fun idea for hsr would be dan heng and dan feng fighting for control over dan heng’s body. Like say DF just like wakes up in DH’s body one day after DH like takes a massive hit and almost dies and the express crew being oblivious bc DF is a magnificent actor and they just assume DH is on edge after almost dying. The real kicker is that like the High Could Quintet (Jing Yuan, Blade, Jingliu) are the only ones who know/suspect it.

Another point could be that DF and DH fighting styles are different so Trailblazer is confused as to why Dan Heng is suddenly so carefree in the middle of a battle not even bothering to bring out his spear and just using cloud hymm magic like it’s no big deal and putting on these extravagant attacks, meanwhile DF is in control and like internally sighing bc this is such a boring fight compared to when he and the high cloud quintet “insert insane achievement here”

Think of like Dan Heng’s hair growing out and Dan Feng REFUSING to let him cut it or like Dan Feng constantly walking around in Imbibitor Lunae form bc he can’t deal with the fact Dan Heng keeps his hair short. Or seeing Dan Heng’s short hair get like styled differently or his clothing style change bc Dan Feng refuses to let him keep dressing like a shut in.

March being simultaneously excited and confused seeing Dan Heng actually looking like a person who cares about his appearance rather than someone who just rolled out of bed and was unfortunately pretty

Even better better whenever one Dan is in control they can actively hear the other one in their heads and like DH now has to deal with Dan Feng judging every single thing he does. Like “are you sure you want to put such a noxious substance in our body” or “I feel as though my plan was superior but do as you please I suppose.”

Bonus points: Is that Blade’s mara stops flaring when DH is in control and only flares when DF is in control so DF is religiously telling DH to like get closer to Blade and like flirt with him bc when he tries to Blade goes into attack mode and won’t listen.

[witchspeka]

It's always "Shou and Ritsu need to blow stuff up with their minds for mental health reasons" or Ritsu and Teru or even Shou and Teru!

But what about Mob? When does he get to blow stuff up with his mind for funsies? For shits and giggles? He didn't go through all of those meltdowns and character development for nothing, let him go ham on a junkyard car or something smh

I believe in Mob's narrative given right to fuck shit up sometimes

[corviiids]

based on how i approach plotting ive come to the conclusion that even if i were morally and logically okay with becoming kira i would get the death note and think "okay, im going to make sure i come up with the perfect plan so i can't get caught", spend several months on it, refuse to execute it because it's not foolproof yet, and simply never get around to it. if ethics and reason didn't stop me from becoming kira then sheer procrastination would do the trick

[feddy-34]

inspired by this lovely tweet from @ohymnia have some brain rot

under the cut: dubcon/noncon, omegaverse, forced mating, mpeg mention, idk man

but anyway that one brock/nick fic on ao3 where brock's never had anyone to share his heat with before and so nick offers to help out cuz he has a moment where he sees brock being alone sitting by his locker and nick can smell the preheat on him and he's like "damn my qb is kinda pretty"

but!!! brock says no

and nick is not a person used to being told no (see above image) so he's pissed. who does brock think he is? rejecting a second overall pick, multi million dollar contract, top DE in the league alpha? he's the last overall pick, nobody wanted him anyway. and nick's getting more and more ratched up and his scent is getting stronger and stronger until brock feels like he's suffocating. he wants to leave but what can he do? everyone else has cleared out of the building already (brock took a long ass time in the showers) and nick's got him perfectly cornered.

plus brock's an omega going into preheat, nick's heavy ass pheromones are really starting to take a toll on him. he can feel his scent glands throbbing, knees getting weaker as the urge to submit takes over. and really, would it be so bad? finally having someone to ease the pain that roars through him setting every limb on fire? "i know you haven't had anyone to help you, but i'm here now," nick says, and isn't he? he's right there, a perfectly viable alpha. some part of brock's brain tells him to resist, to not give in, but that instinct is getting quieter and quieter as brock feels himself pulled towards nick.

and before he knows it, he's on his knees.

nick takes him home, cares for him through his heat, does an okay job, but he never leaves brock alone. every single moment he's there, presence and scent filling up every room of brock's house until he feels like he'll never be able to escape nick. he finally gets him out when his heat is clearly over, only convincing nick by promising that he'll come over after practice.

it's the first moment brock's had to himself in days. his mind feels numb, automatically dumping sheets and blankets into the washer, making himself a quick snack, mechanically scrubbing himself down. until he steps out of the shower and sees the marks. brock is absolutely covered in scratches, bruises, bites, and the more he looks the more he feels them start to sting and pulse. did nick really do this? brock doesn't remember feeling much pain, but he also doesn't really remember much at all. staring at the perfectly defined handprint-shaped bruises covering his hips and waist, his stomach starts to sink.

but nick is nice enough at practice and he sits next to brock on the plane a few times and he takes him out to dinner once or twice and doesn't hit him as hard during scramble drills. brock feels like he's moving in a slight haze until his next heat rolls around. and nick finds him in the locker room again.

this time there's no resistance, brock sliding silently to his knees as the instinct tugging at the back of his mind is silenced. he's quiet as nick drives him home, head leaning against the window. he presses his mouth shut as nick grabs his arm to drag him out of the car. he bites his lip as nick messes up his carefully crafted nest. this time his mind is clear. he can feel every bruising hold, every sharp scratch, every aching bite. but nick's helping him, isn't he? brock's heard that it's supposed to hurt, even when you're with an alpha.

and there is some relief, when nick pushes in, when he rocks his hips back and forth in a smooth continuous notion, when he lightly trails his fingertips all over brock's body. and when his knot finally pops, it's the most relief brock has felt all day.

but then. the bite.

sheer piercing agony radiating out from brock's neck to every part of his body. he feels like he's going to faint, ears ringing and vision blacked out.

and it's okay, it's fine. nick helps him clean out the bloody mess left on the front of his throat, nicely placed for the whole world to see. brock purdy, officially claimed omega. of course he hasn't bitten nick back yet but they'll do that nick's next rut. right? and brock didn't actually ask to be mated but nick's just helping him and looking out for him, the way a good alpha would. nick says it's a dangerous league, that they're aren't many alphas like himself who would be willing to help such a low status omega. brock should consider himself lucky.

and so he lives his little mated life, alphas steering clear of him, even ones he used to call friends. nick scares them away with his dark glare and bared teeth. but that's alright because he just needs nick. all he needed was a good alpha, and now look how well things are going. soon enough nick's going to put a baby in him and then he won't have to worry about football at all. brock won't have to worry about players hitting him on the field, even though he lives for the adrenaline rush. he won't have to deal with leading anyone, even though that's all he's ever wanted in life. he won't have to deal with alphas cornering him when he's vulnerable, although only nick ever does.

but he's an alpha, he can take what he wants. and brock is his. his to use, his to rule, his to discard when he gets bored. and so if brock jumps when he feels those hands close around his waist, so what? so what if the locker room hasn't emptied yet and brock can feel the weight of their stares on his shoulders? so what if he has to wear more and more layers to cover up the marks that nick always leaves? so what if the cleaning staff have tried to slip him notes, asking about his screams?

he won't have to worry about any of that soon, now that his life's been taken away.

[thedeadthree]

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[cuteiemonster]

MY THIRD PIECE(s) FOR @mcytblraufest !! o7

LETS DO THIS ONE LAST TIME, these are for @allusiontomemes 's fic, [ DREAMS FROM WITHIN THE CAGE ] !! we got horrors beyond comprehension, we got multiple universes, we got accidentally destroying said universes, we got desert duo- come on down and see what else is up with these guys!!

thank you allusion and @riceofthepuffedvariety you made me go insane o7

[absolutelybifurious]

wip whenever

big fan of this title, takes the pressure off

anyway, here's this, from a fic i'm still working up the courage to post because, welllll... this fandom scares me. or maybe i'm just deeply insecure? or both? that feels true

There’s not much left of his sandwich, but Eddie finishes it off, and Buck eats a little more of his to keep up. “How, uh, how’d you get into dancing anyway?” Eddie swallows the last bite, then shrugs again. “I was modeling for a little while, and it just… it kept coming up, and people said there was a lot of money in it, so I just went for it.” Buck doesn’t have to ask. Eddie doesn’t like it. It’s clear in the way he won’t look at Buck, in the tense way he gets a hand around his coffee cup. “You’re good at it.” “Yeah,” Eddie agrees, kind of quiet, “but I should… I need to get going.” Damn it. Buck knew he was going to screw this up. He opens his mouth to protest, but that’s just going to make it worse. “Sure, yeah.” Buck stands and grabs the trash to throw out as they leave. And then they’re outside, and then he’s got seconds to do something about this, and Eddie’s standing in front of him looking kind of lost. “Listen,” Eddie starts, “I like you, really, I do, but I can’t do anything complicated right now. I’ve got a lot going on, and I appreciate this, and I appreciate what you did with Jonah, but I just… I really can’t, Buck.” “I get it,” Buck says automatically, but he doesn’t move, because there’s a current beneath Eddie’s skin – something crackling that he wants to touch, wants to see if it’ll burn him. “It makes sense. Let me, uh… let me walk you to your car?”

tagging @clytemnestraaa @aeraspais @coldbam @unprepossessed @playinginthunderstorms

@tidesreach @inell @pikapitou @buick118 @wildehacked

[vampire-caprisun]

I just love the first pic so much. It's probably one of my favorite screenshots of my girl.

[oneluckygoose]

O'Knutzy Week Day 5

Yooo, we've made it to the end!! (Of creating at least, still two more days left but I didn't have time to make anything. Also still written in advance to the actual week.)

Anyway, I figured for the last day I would share the songs on my O'Knutzy playlist I listened to while writing my stories (+ the characters they remind me of and why they did)

Credit of this beautiful thing we call Logan Tremblay, Finn O'Hara, and Leo Knut to @lumosinlove , and thanks to @oknutzy-week-2024 for also just being amazing.

Anyway songs under cut :)

shhh its a shit ton of Hozier

Line Without a Hook, Rick Montgomery - Ok look at me and tell me this isn't Harvard Era Finnlo. "You can hold my hand if no ones there" LOGAN! "All my emotions feel like explosions when you're around" FINN! Nuff' said.

Wish You Were Sober, Conan Gray - I only need one word to explain this one. Harvard. Next!

Sun, Two Door Cinema Club - Mainly reminds me of Finn, especially when he's in Gryfindor and Logan's still at Harvard. But also like listen to it, literally the entire song is just them.

Young In America, Barnes Courtney - Just gives me that Harvard vibe yk, Finn and Logan being best friends and then being drawn apart, it just fits them Imo. ALSO THAT LAST FUCKING VERSE IS SO UGH FINNLO (Also happens to be my favorite song rn so that may be part of it but like it's still them)

Running In Circles, Dead Poet Society - LOGAN. Specifically Logan his last year of college without Finn and him being in pain. Him having to hide it as well, and pretending he's not completely fucking devastated without Finn. Just the angst.

Atlantis, Seafret - Makes me think of Logan being scared and constantly telling Finn they can't and pretty much everything after the night Finn leaves Harvard. The feeling of helpless and inevitable heartbreak is very in line with that period of time.

Mind Over Matter, Young The Giant - Very Logan coded. Kinda how I imagined him with Leo and Finn before they got together. Also, "Cause' I'm a young man built to fall" is just something I think Logan would have told himself on why he couldn't tell Finn or Leo.

To Someone From A Warm Climate, Hozier - Also very Logan coded, I imagine him just quietly singing this into Leo's ear in the dark of a winter night, which are cold in Gryfindor which Leo is NOT used to.

Francesca, Hozier - Ahem, "the entire fucking song". Finn. This song = Finn. More exactly reflecting back on all of the hurt he and Logan went through together and knowing he would do it again. And again. And again. Especially when he's a Lion and O'Knutzy isn't a thing yet.

Home, Good Neighbours - Leo's homesickness, Logan missing Gryfindor in NY, Finn wanting to go back to Logan at Harvard. All of it. Though it did mainly make me think of Leo going home for a little bit after the Rangers knocked the Lions out of the playoffs in Vaincre.

TIMEZONE, Maneskin - Let me take you back to a lovely place called Logan fully ditching all-stars to see Leo and Finn in Vaincre. If this isn't the most Logan song I've ever heard, I don't even know. Also could be Logan in NY, or even Finn in Gryf while Logan's at Harvard.

Heaven Must Have Sent You, The Elgins - Leo. Just the way Leo tends to think about Finn and Logan, and he's definitely played this while dinner was cooking and the three of them danced in the kitchen.

Can't Take My Eye's Off You, Frankie Valli - Leo sings this at karaoke night constantly and you cannot tell me otherwise. Anyway, self explanatory, moving on.

Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene, Hozier - Finn and the way he thinks of Leo and Logan. I think that's enough.

From Eden, Hozier - Yk, I don't actually have a clear explination for this one, it just gives me those O'Knutzy vibes.

Somewhere Only We Know, Keane - Reminds me of Harvard and the Roof, but also just a very O'Knutzy and FinLo song that makes me want to reread Coast to Coast.

Ditmas, Mumford and Sons - FinLo falling apart after Finn graduates. The angst is very appropriate and obviously it doesn't last but this is how I imagine it was back then.

i wanna be your girlfriend, girl in red - Very self explanatory, we don't need to dwell on it.

Figure You Out, VOILA - Hey remember when Logan freaked out when he though Finn got a girlfriend? This, it's this. Every time one little romantic interest and Logan just turns into the embodiment of this song.

Mercy, Shawn Mendes - Ok yes Ik it's basic but this is totally how Finn felt when him and Logan were doing their little dance around each other and it was absolutely Killing Finn.

Thinking Out Loud, Ed Sheeran - OK I GET IT ALSO BASIC but it does genuinely make me think of an older O'Knutzy, one that will love each other for a very long time and will love each other no matter what happens and how they change.

High, Stephen Sanchez - Sorry this song is so Finn being fucking horny over Logan in college and thinking about all the things he would do to him given the chance.

Beautiful Things, Benson Boone - SHUT UP I KNOW BASIC, but anyway this is Logan thinking over the last few years and how things have gotten so much better but also being so so so scared he could lose it all in a moment. His beautiful things are Finn and Leo.

Supernatural, Barnes Courtney - Finn constantly at Harvard. Logan and him are dancing around each other and Logan keeps fucking touching him and being so close and it drives him insane. And just a very Harvard Era song.

Like Real People Do, Hozier - Not Finn saying "can we for once not kiss while we're both crying" and that's literally just this song in different words, ok?

If She's Anything Like Me, MALINDA - Logan with every single girl Finn talks about or even looks at. Finn is genuinely the most perfect and lovable person in his eyes, so why wouldn't everyone else love him, too? And just because he doesn't have the guts to say it, that doesn't mean they won't.

Heat Waves, Glass Animals - Ok ok ok ok ok hear me out..... Actually I don't have much to defend this so Ig it's just all of them staying up late at night just thinking about each other.

Home, Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - A very FinLo coded song, especially with the "Jade...Alexander....I was falling deep deep deeply in love with you," part because tell me that didn't happen. Also Leo works in here too because home is with his boys and their home will always be with him, too.

When He Sees Me, Kimiko Glenn & co - Definitely what Leo came into his Rookie season thinking. Especially once he met Finn and Logan knowing he'd be head over heels if he wasn't careful. Just very Leo as well because ofc he's fucking defensive of his heart right after Jack bitchass Archer.

She, Foxy Venus - Guess, take a wild guess. Did you guess Harvard Era Finlo because yeah, that's it. More specifically I think Finn and trying to get Logan out of his mind and move on and that not working whatsoever.

Can't Help Falling in Love, Elvis Presley - This took me an embarrassingly long time to add but yeah Very much Leo with his boys and then Logan and Finn with Leo.

Can't Pretend, Tom Odell - Also took me an embarrassingly long time to add considering it HAS THE SAME TITLE AS ONE OF MY FUCKING WORKS but we don't need to dwell on it. Anyway, FinLo again, especially canonically when they have their little talks about loving each other and not admitting it.

This playlist will probably grow but y'all ain't getting my Spotify so it's just a list rn, might add onto it, idk. Anyway, hope this was suitable for a final O'Knutzy week post and figured it be fun to show you what I was listening to while writing all this. Genuinely I had To Someone From A Warm Climate on repeat while writing the first half of With a Straight Face because if y'all we're confused about the vibe, it's that (especially the beginning). Also Supernatural was on repeat for the first part of When We Can't Pretend (Oh and High was on repeat during the Kiss in the second half, lol).

Ok peace I genuinely can't wait to see everything when I get back in August!

[novaneedstostop]

Im so gog damned funny

[nailgunstigmata]

sorry for not posting on here lately i think im no longer mentally ill about sunny 😭😭😭 i still like it but in a normal way. maybe the fixation will cycle back in if the podcast ever comes back or a new season releases in a few years who knows lol

[king-midas-fortnite]

🧪

What was life like for you while trapped in the underworld?

I'd really rather not discuss this.

[He takes a short breath as a throbbing discomfort starts.]

It wasn't anything I couldn't handle--

[The breath becomes a hiss through his teeth and a hand flies up to his head as the serum's ingrediants ignite a firey pain behind his eyes.]

Fuck--Alright! It was awful, is that not enough!? I was in hell! Imprisoned there by a god who was angry that a man had evaded him for far longer than any mortal should ever be able to. 

It wasn't a full two thousand years for me thanks to the Zero Point's own timeline, but it was for him, and thats all he gave a shit about! Gods are always so god damn arrogant.

[Thankfully the words spilling out of him relieve the pressure in his mind, but they do nothing to quell the discomfort of remembering things so horrible.]

Every day. For four years. Was a fucking nightmare. Total isolation in a cell to myself was broken up by the goading voices of shades that he allowed to taunt me, or torture from the ones powerful enough to remain corporeal. 

And by the visions given to me! Whether they were from him, or from the shades, I don't know and I don't care. 

When they weren't showing me the death of my daughters over and over and over again! they'd show me escape. I'd be running out of my cell and towards freedom, towards Jules, only to wake right back where I was, sitting on the stone floor with one hand chained above my head while my other arm, useless and handless lay at my side.

I could not eat. I could not sleep. I felt nothing but pain and misery for every hour spent in that miserable place. 

[He laughs, humorlessly. Manically.]

Oh, but sometimes, he'd bless me with his company. Hades. He'd grace me with a visit himself, come to remind me that this would be my eternity. That he owned me. 

I think what was most horrendous, was I started to look forward to him dropping by. At least it was something, anything, other than the fucking shades! 

[He takes a large breath and heaves a sigh. The pain from the serum had worn off entirely, leaving him exhausted.]

There. You have your answer, and I need a drink.