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Might post my first fic here...
I'm pretty on the fence about it but I might work up the courage to post it. It's a Ghostbusters sequel set a few years after Frozen Empire. The MC is an OC I created for Afterlife and Frozen Empire. Her name's Alexis Venkman (Peter's daughter).
Here's a description:
"When the spirit of Sumerian sorceress Ahassunu, daughter of Vigo, possesses Alexis, the Ghostbusters must band together to determine the fate of the world"
Anyway, I might post it, I might chicken out and it'll never see the light of day.
Who knows...
#ghostbusters#ray stantz#ghostbusters frozen empire#peter venkman#winston zeddemore#writers on tumblr#possible fic#ghostbusters x reader#ghostbusters fandom#janine melnitz#possible louis tully#dana barrett#trevor spengler#phoebe spengler#callie spengler#gary grooberson#lars pinfield#self insert
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Guess what, new poll Bois
Depending on what happens next week will change what I actually do angst wise but yayyyy!!!! More angst!!!!
Art will come out no matter what, mainly of *that* scene, y'know the one
#tales from the stinky dragon#stinky dragon pod#tftsd#ellga von brath#barney farney#my polls#angst ideas#possible fic#please vote!#i'm sad and must make you all sad
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I might need to just. Write a fic about Katniss and Peeta having toastbabies. The level of feelings I have about them almost demand it.
Problem is I don't even know If I have the skill to get across just the level of longing and want they'd have and the total terror and fear that made wanting them impossible for so long. It is such heavy mix of emotions I think they'd have I doubt it's within my ability to write decently.
Don't know ya'll. I just want so badly to see this depth of how much Katniss wants children, too that I can't be convinced she didn't have.
#How I would do this fic I do not know but it's been on my mind XD#Everlark#Katniss Everdeen#Peeta Mellark#The Hunger Games#Possible Fic#But I don't know if I have the skill.
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Chuuya would get a border collie.
#Thats it. Thats the post#Should I make this a fic?#possible fic#bungou stray dogs#bsd#ao3#bsd fandom#bsd chuuya#chuuya nakahara#chuuya
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im debating on writing a jeff x reader zombie au
i keep thinking of a harry one but that would require me to either make an intense au and build a whole backstory for him for that au, or to somehow make a zombie au in a magic world where just a spell can fix everything-but a jeff one sounds easy and i have a whole ass slow burn plot in mind-meet cute; she punches him in teh face after he scares her
like-they meet in a gas station lot thing-market-and he tries to get a kill in cuz-serial killer-and she just spins around-screams-and punches him int eh face-effectively knocking him the fuck out. very much inspired by the last of us lol
and he has an 'oh shit' moment when she makes him let her cut his hair-cuz it is below his shoulder blades and he has to constantly move it outta the way-so scissors here they come-and while she runs her hands through his hair, he just kinda looks up at her while she fixes his bangs-and thinks 'oh shit'
idk lol
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Ok so o haven't written anything on ao3 yet but i might write a oneshot, A WHOLESOME ONE abt sung jun & sung hoon so when if that comes out ill link it here bc we need more ✨
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AITA for striking my (M43) son (M20) when he rejected me as his father?
I understand that the title might have you thinking the worst, but please hear me out.
I didn't have a relationship with my son for basically all his life. This was due to my circumstances at the time: I went through a major personal tragedy and was severely injured, to the point of being on life support. To this day I have a lot of issues with my health.
I recently reconnected with my son. I immediately invited him to meet my boss (M92), in hopes that I could set him up with a job opportunity. I feel that this is significant. As far as I know, my son has been working in menial jobs in agriculture, but then apparently chose to leave that life and - to my shock - join a criminal syndicate.
I felt as if getting a good government job would be a way to turn over a new leaf in his life, especially given his past. However, he immediately became combative. I attempted to give him some guidance in managing his emotions, but he rejected that as well.
I'm sad to say that the argument became physical. Some blows were exchanged, but in the end, I was angry enough to strike him. I immediately felt very bad, and decided to offer him the government job on the spot. He rejected me again, and chose to leave very abruptly. I haven't had any contact with him since.
So, AITA?
Edit: Yes, I admit that to call it striking him was an understatement. To clarify, I cut off his hand.
Edit: However, I feel like it should be stated that I myself am a quadruple amputee and we have excellent healthcare.
Edit: I did not immediately identify myself as his father when we met. I think this was my mistake. I think he would have been much more receptive of my message had I done so. As it stands I only told him of our relationship after I had struck him.
Edit: My wife is not in the picture. To my knowledge she passed before his birth.
#star wars crack#star wars#darth vader#luke skywalker#empire strikes back#star wars fic#aita#this weekend i was ill and laid around reading unhinged and quite possibly made up stories on the internet#i think somebody else has definitely written something exactly like this#but i'm proud of the “she passed before his birth” joke#tw narcissistic parent
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Dying to write a Sirius blacks child Fic, where they were with Harry’s parents on Halloween and in a desperate attempt to save her son and herself, along with James, she tells Voldemort that he can take sirius’ child instead, in which Voldemort is absolutely disgusted and takes the child with him, knocking the mother and son out, as James was already down in the lounge and Voldemort raised the kid himself. She lies to Sirius, telling him that Voldemort killed his child and left before the ministry could arrive.
Sirius believes her, doesn’t go to find his daughter, starts a new life with Remus and his child, and applies to be the astronomy professor at hogwarts.
And in The child third (?) year, all the marauders are somehow sitting at the teachers table.
And that where the hell begins.
(If i did do that, the love interest is undecided, but I am an absolute sucker for angst father Sirius black!)
(In which the dark side, Aka, death eaters and blood supremacist believe that their children should be raised happy and healthily and never dared to lay their hand on them. With the exception of Sirius parents because I absolutely hate them- and it’s kind of a ‘not everything is black and white’ and that there isn’t just good and evil. Lots of Dumbledore slander -as always, him as a character is so well written, which makes me love him but also hate him because of the kind of person he is.- most death eaters are still blood supremacist and it’s kind of just a Chaotic AU right now,)
I absolutely love Lily but this suddenly just popped in my head for some reason.
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(what the. who threw a wife plot device in the middle of a peak lord meeting)
i thought about this bit at the end of the airplane extras the other day. bro why are you looking at your coworkers like that rn
#comic: truth artifact#a silly thing while executive dysfunction is preventing me from writing anything#shang qinghua#wei qingwei#svsss#svsss fanart#uhh imagine this set pre-canon or pre-abyss#artifact would have attached to every person in a nearby area and slowly prodded at their minds until they forced a secret out#for it to satiate itself with#so either you tell it something willingly or it forces something out of you#yqy went first to settle his martial siblings trust that its safe#yqy said something like.#‘i was too weak to make due on a promise. i wish i was stronger back then’ with a glare from both mqf and sqq#sqq would probably say the vaguest thing possible that counted as a ‘deepest secret’ to meet the conditions set#this goes for sj and sy#side thing:#i love when truth serum stuff in fics just makes sqq and sqh say the wildest shit
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ok but i need to know if marie actually sent dean those fic links
#the way that there's a real possibility that dean has read a destiel fic#dean winchester#sam winchester#destiel#deancas#castiel supernatural#castiel spn#supernatural#spn#spn10x5
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Us Batfamily fic writers need to get even more creative with the kind of tech the Bats use on patrol. I’m talking like ascending/descending tones in their earpieces to indicate incoming hostiles or attacks. Sensors and biometrics in the armor with read-outs in their lenses. Little metal clips attached to their back molars so they can engage comms or other tech hands free by clicking their teeth together a certain way. Gloves that lock a certain way depending on how the fingers are positioned so they can activate their gauntlets for a fall/slide. Magnetic soles to their boots that engage with a certain click command. Implants they can trigger by holding their breath long enough to indicate they need a rescue. Etc.
#just spitting out some ideas#I know yall have even better ones#but like#the possibilities are endless#bruce wayne#batman#dc#batfamily#Gotham#dc comics#Fic ideas
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So uh
Uh
I want to write some season 2 fan fic but I'm a) only 8 episodes in and b) have some batshit headcannons so I need to make a quick poll
Limited time offer my brain has many ideas
#dndaddies#dndads#dndads season 2#dungons and daddies#question#poll#possible fic#possible fan art#i'm so normal
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The servants!!
#merlin bbc#bbc merlin#merlin emrys#merlin#bbc gwen#gwen pendragon#george#merlin fanart#I'm gonna write second and possibly third part for my leorge fic#with servant bond episodes!
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"Stop moving around, herbivore."
The otherwise heavy silence is broken by Leona's deep timber of a voice. Rolling onto your back puts you in line of sight of his bed, where you can see the Savanna prince half covered in sheets you couldn't even afford to breathe on. He's facing away from you, barely moving. If he hadn't just spoken you'd assume he was dead or something.
"I could hear your squirming from half way across campus. Settle down or get out, you're disturbing my sleep."
"...Sorry." Your throat twinges with the faint reminder of how you got to sleep in the dorm room of Leona Kingscholar in the first place.
After being so rudely ejected from your beloved Ramshackle home on such short notice, possible sleeping arrangements were few and far between. Now, you could've taken Ace and Deuce up on their offer, but Jack was... he was Jack. And only Jack could convince you to stay in Savanaclaw. But, then Leona had to come and say no, and then you panicked cause you saw yourself and Grim on the street. And that panic plus the sleep deprivation from finals lead you to perform your own rendition of "Cotton Eye Joe" outside his bedroom out of sheer desperation.
You didn't even get to the second verse before he bodily dragged you inside with a growl that had you accepting death like an unspoken principle.
The room was once again blanketed in a thick silence. Grim, who slept by your feet, didn't even make a peep. Banging those pots around while providing you backing vocals must've taken it out of him. Poor guy. Out of anyone in this room, he's the one you'd feel the most bad for disturbing.
So, with a sigh, you accept your fate and get up from your collection of floor blankets. Your destination being one of the Savanaclaw couches.
You knew your mind, you wouldn't be sleeping for a while. There was just... too much. Azul and his contracts, Jade and Floyd and their sharp teeth, Leona and his eyes. The ones that once looked at you like you were vermin to crush through the haze of a raging sandstorm. While Ruggie batted and kicked and cried for breath. And you swore his eyes had glazed over as he fell limp and━
"Hey."
You stop, both bodily and mentally, as his voice once again breaks the silence. There's a cold sweat you didn't notice gathering on your back. You turn to find him staring at you with those same green eyes. You can't tell if he's searching for something in you or debating heavily with himself. But, whatever it is, it isn't for long before he seems to come to a conclusion with a rumbling sigh.
"Come here."
What. "What."
"You heard me, come here."
To say you were conflicted would be the understatement of the century. You had just been spiraling not even 30 seconds ago and now the object of your trauma was beckoning you closer like the parent to your distressed child.
"I don't have all day, herbivore. You coming or not?"
"...It's night."
"..."
"..."
"Just get over here before I change my mind."
"Right."
He heaves another grumbling sigh as you shuffle across the room. Stood next to his bed gives you a view reminiscent of that time in the greenhouse. Him, splayed across his bed, hair cascading over his pillows. While you're stock still and more than a bit puzzled and kind of scared. Even though you're looking down on him, you don't feel like you have the advantage that you should. He looks almost too calm, too relaxed. Like he's assured of a victory yet to come.
That thought sends a chill up your spine, reminding you of the sweat that persists on your back.
"Well?" He raises a brow expectantly.
You blink, "well, what?"
"Are you laying down or what?"
"...Am I laying down or what?"
"Need me to spell it out for you? Or should I help you into bed?"
"Not necessary."
You don't know what possesses you━whether it's self preservation or annoyance or curiosity or just straight madness━but you get in. You pull back those luxurious sheets and slide beneath them where you're immediately accosted by warmth. Heat seems to be radiating from him like a fire.
The revelation is... not an unpleasant one.
You realize he's still staring at you. But, not intently, not like he's trying to pry a secret from you. Leona never looks at anyone like he means to take their person apart. He simply observes and acknowledges, anyone and anything.
"Think you can finally go to bed and stop flopping around like a dead fish?"
"...Haven't I dealt with enough fish today? And now you bring them up in Savanaclaw of all places. Is no where safe?"
You're surprised when his brows pinch in amusement and a short but gruff chuckle leaves his lips.
"My bad then, for touching on such a tender topic."
"Yeah, your bad indeed."
No one says anything else afterward and he seems to take that as an invitation to turn onto his back. Letting out a deep breath through his nose while nestling an arm behind his head, eyes sliding shut.
Somewhere between you climbing into his bed and him settling down to sleep, the sweat has cooled off your skin. Not to mention the sudden heaviness dragging at your eyelids. Seems that you would be able to sleep some after all.
You turn away and towards the open balcony, towards the spot where you had once laid and Grim continues to snooze. The moon lights up the room, and though it's not the sun, it still feels just as warm somehow.
Speaking of warm, there's a heater pressed to your back. Scratch that, Leona is pressed to your back. And that's his arm, sliding over your hip and resting draped over your side.
It feels like the world hiccups when you feel his next breath puff against your hair. But, surprisingly enough, you're not shaking in your metaphorical boots. Just... very confused, once again.
"...Is this supposed to be punishment for 'Cotton Eye Joe?'"
He says nothing at first, and you begin to fear for your safety before he eventually does.
"Whatever helps put you to bed faster."
That arm over your side moves before you feel his hand settle atop your collarbone. Those same hands that had once brought ruin and pain were now just a small brush away from your neck.
This should terrify you, but it doesn't. Because he's gentle in this moment. His arm isn't an insistent press, it's a steady weight. His hand isn't a branding clasp, it's a soft touch.
There are words left unsaid between you two that his body seems to carry instead. And you drift off with the feeling of his tail draping over your ankles beneath the sheets.
#i guess i have somehow made this into a series#is it possible to get high off positive response? cause that's how i churned out another fic so soon#i listened to haunted by beyonce while writing this fyi#anyway good eats everyone#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#twst#twst wonderland#twisted wonderland#twst scenarios#twst x reader#leona kingscholar#leona x reader#alice writes twst
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”james potter has a praise kink-“
COWARDS. james potter has jake peralta levels of masochism.
regulus-became-a-death-eater-to-appease-his-parents-black has a praise kink.
#this isn’t to say i don’t eat up praise kink james every time i come across a fic#i’m just asking you to think of the possibilities#harry potter#marauders era#marauders#the marauders#regulus black#james potter#jegulus#starchaser#sunseeker
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OKAY OH MY GOD THIS FIC IS GREAT I HAVE ONLY READ THREE AND A HALF CHAPTERS AND IM ALREADY IN LOVE
I originally wanted to make both of these pieces in color but I’m gonna be honest I have no fucking idea how to draw Ricochet…he is described as black and red and…mmhhmmm does he have canonical (canonical for this fic I mean) design? Do I need to design him myself? Idk I’ll figure this out later
#here we go again#fic fanart#maccadam#transformers#Prowl#Jazz#JazzProwl#tf Prowl#tf Jazz#This fic is written so fucking well I#kdkfjfnngjgjg#‘Crime in crystals’ Prowl had …like… a little more goofyness in him?#Mistakes on mistakes Prowl feels more serious but not in a boring way#ALSO#It’s so nice to see him actually actively using his battle computer#calculating all the risks and chances and possible outcomes#…….I actually think it’s the first time I see Prowls battle computer being a genuinely useful tool instead of it being just#a background thing#I appreciate the amount of effort it’s must be taking to actually write all thise calculations instead of leaving it to#‘his computer started to do the thing’#Also Jazz#I….sigh…..wtf is he doing….I have no idea…but let’s go I gues ahahahaha#He’s funny sly and charismatic so I just enjoy him being him hehe#momu fanart
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