#prank war au

[batfamdannyphantomsstuff]

...is he Dick's son? Bruce or Tim's clone? JASON'S son? Ooooooohes Alfred's son.

Danny, floating around Wayne Manor invisible: Day 23 in the chamber. They ain't found me yet, but when they do, they gone be surprised.

Batfamily: *Looking around frantically for the ominous voice from supposedly nowhere*

[sp0o0kylights]

I started writing an enemies to lovers Steddie fic that starts off as Tommy/Steve/Carol with this prompt except Im tired and I lost the plot lmao so instead let me float the images of:

Modern college town AU featuring frat president Steve, who's been convinced no one will ever really love him by his parents, his past relationships, and Tommy & Carol. The latter not only "date" him but regularly use him and his money by utilizing his self worth issues against him.

Hes barely scrapping by in class, kind of wants to pick up a side job to get out from under his parents financial thumb, and enjoys talking shit with his sort of new friend Robin at a retro vinyl store, but with Tommy and Carol reporting back to his parents/the frat he's not able to take up Robin's offer to work there with her.

The frat keeps him busy the rest of the time--he's a legacy, and several members are deeply entrenched into a competition against the other fraternities that frequently cause problems on campus due to their pranks, parties and general bullshit. Steve has to run shoulders with the college Dean and such a LOT to peace keep.

Eddie works at the major game shop across the road from the vinyl place, which helps pay for the automotive program he's in part time at the college. He runs all the D&D campaigns, including several for adults and kids. A lot of the events he tries to get going on campus get shut down as the school and police target him and the "scary kids" in a show of misdirected anger at the frats they can't touch without risk of losing out on their parents money.

Eddies particularly pissed at Steve after an infamous incident involving Eddie spearheading a pokemon go event that came into contact with some kind of frat beer run, which led to Eddie being wrongfully arrested.

Their enemies piece began with Eddie storming into Steve's frat, demanding he do something as he's one of the more influential presidents and Steve, goaded on by Tommy and Carol, refusing.

This is further cemented when Eddie finds out one of his favorite high school players, Dustin, is close with Steve and defends him constantly, refusing to elaborate much when pressed other than to tell Eddie that Steve used to watch Dustin a lot as a babysitting gig and he's a "really good guy under all the frat shit Eddie, seriously."

(Dustin does not elaborate that his mother was on the PTA with Steve's mother and that she clocked his parents abuse, and used the babysitting angle to get Steve out of that house as a kid, and Steve sees Ma Henderson more as a proper parental figure than his own parents.)

Throw in some light sub/dom dynamics, Eddie breaking into Steve's room as revenge only to overhear Tommy and Carol being downright vicious to him, and a "who did this to you" crying in the rain scene before the prompt line finally kicks in.

I wanted Tommy and Carol to be fucking gagging crying throwing up furious when Steve finally blows it all up, and for the fallout to be so insane for Steve that he ends up either starting his own frat with Eddie or throwing away his title entirely and having several of the not shit frat boys follow him out.

[the-literal-kj]

SHOW THE WAY

Chapters 1-3

Written for the 2024 Good Omens Theatre Reverse Bang, with concept & stunning art by the incomparable @illustrious-slimeman!

~

Good Omens fanfiction. 5k/25k words. Currently Rated M. Read it on A03.

SUMMARY: There was a point in Crowley’s life when he wouldn’t have been caught dead aboard the Metro-North Railroad commuter train bound for the hell that was Connecticut. And yet, here he was. Far enough from New York City so his reputation doesn't precede him and at his latest gig as a lighting tech, he meets stuffy, rules-following, interim-director Aziraphale.

But is there room enough in Greenwich for two drama queens?

CW: Pranks, practical jokes, quite extraordinary amounts of cussing! More tags to come.

Thank you to my betas @hakunahistata, @gaiaseyes451, @angie-words, @ines2925, & @secretlywingedphantom and to the @goodomensafterdark and @whickberstreetwriters communities for all their support!!

Excerpt:

“Bring up the house lights, if you would?” The radio crackled as he removed his thumb from the button, ending the transmission out to the Crew channel. A message that Crowley, way up as he was, still should have received. An order– no, a request from the Director. Perhaps the light jockey hadn’t heard him. Shielding his eyes with a hand, Aziraphale repeated himself. “Lights down, please? House lights up?”  A spotlight punched him directly in the smallest ribs, landing like an airhorn hits an eardrum. Aziraphale could see the barest glint of light off of Crowley’s ridiculous sunglasses shifting up in the booth. He knew he was listening, knew he had heard.  And yet the spotlight was getting brighter.

Read the rest on A03!

💚 kj

[daily-grian]

happy PJO tv day to those who celebrate, have a Hermes!Grian

[dragonotaku-justineverything]

Cinder and Terra: We don't hear a no...

Jaune: ....

Saphron: I'll just leave you three to your fun. Let's go Adrian. *Picks up her son* You want to go to the toy shop?! *Excited baby babble ensues* I thought so~! Try not to get a noise complaint you three~! *Closes front door behind her*

Jaune: *Watching his sister leave* I can't believe she actually thinks that we- *Turns back to Cinder and Terra*

Cinder and Terra: *Already stripped and posing in lingerie, looking at the Arc male expectantly* ...

Prank Wars AU: How does Cinder react to Adrian calling her Aunty, even though her and Jaune have only been dating a few weeks?

Prank War IV

Saphron: So, how did my brother land a hot babe like you?

Cinder:There’s not much of a story to tell.

Saphron: Seriously? Jaune, getting a girlfriend like you, and there isn’t one hell of a story to tell?

Cinder: You don’t think your brother can’t get a girl like me?

Saphron: Yes.

Cinder: Are the rest of your sisters like this to, Jaune too?

Saphron: Well… It’s, Jaune. So yeah.

Cinder: Well… That explains, Jaune’s self doubt issues.

Saphron: Quit looking for excuses, and tell me how you two got together!

Cinder: Very well. Jaune, and I got into a prank war. Just playing little pranks, and teasing one another. But, there was an unspoken rule that no pranks could be done if we hurt one another, or were too embarrassing.

Saphron: Bet, he got you good. We used to have little prank wars all the time. Jaune was… rather vindictive with some of his pranks…

Cinder: Oh, he was… Anyway, this was just between me, and Jaune. Then one day this team of students, Team CRDL got involved, and pulled a prank on me…

Saphron: What happened?

Cinder: I rather not talk about it. All I will say is that it was extremely humiliating. Everyone was pointing in laughing at me in a way that… broke me. I saw, Jaune among them, and I was terrified how he would act, but, he grabbed a blanket, and covered me up, and took me to the nurses office to gwt looked after. Called my team, and then when they came to check up on me, he left.

Saphron: Then what happened?

Cinder: Nothing. He did nothing because of what happened so, I tried to do something myself.

Saphron: Another prank?

Cinder: No, but he thought it was one.

Saphron: Oh ho ho ho~! You did something spicy didn’t you~?

Cinder: I wore a rather… skimpy maid uniform as a thank you for him helping me.

Saphron: Oh, I bet you looked good in it~!

Cinder: Well, we did make use of it later~! But, he ran when he first saw me in it. But, we managed to clear things out after that, went on a few dates, and here I am; Taking a mini vacation with him to visit his family.

Saphron: But, your happy though, you seem very happy.

Cinder: I’ve never been more happier in all my life before. Meeting, Jaune was the best thing to ever happen to me.

Saphron: That’s nice to hear. He seems really happy with you too. Take good care of him, or else.

Cinder: Don’t worry, I’ll keep good care of him.

Saphron: I’m serious; You hurt him, or you’re gonna regret it…

Cinder: N-Noted…

Saphron: Good! Well, I best get dinner ready. You mind watching, Adrian for a bit?

Cinder: What?! No! Nonono! I don’t think that’s a good idea!

Saphron: Oh relax, you’ll be fine! Adrian’s a little angel! Well, have fun!

Cinder: Uhh…?!

Adrian: …

Cinder: Hello…?

Adrian: Bwah~!

Cinder: …

Cinder: Oh you are so adorable~!

~~~

Jaune: Hey, Saph, Cindy, we’re back!

Saphron: Hey, Jaune! go check on your girlfriend, she’s in the living room watching, Adrian.

Terra: Is something wrong?

Saphron: No, everything is fine! Mostly…

Jaune: Okay…?

Terra: Is everything fine?

Saphron: Eh… Depends on how you look at it.

~~~

Jaune: Hey, Cindy! Is everything… Okay…?

Cinder: You are so precious! How can you be such a cute little angel! Yes you are! Yes you are~!

Adrian: Bha-hahaha~!

Jaune: Uhh… Everything alright, Cinder?

Cinder: Adry! Adry! Tell, Uncle Jaune what you called me!

Adrian: Aunty Cindy!

Cinder: you hear that, Jaune! He called me, Aunty Cindy! Oh that is so precious!

Jaune: Oh that is cute.

Cinder: Aunty Cindy~! Oh that is so cute~! He needs a sibling!

Jaune: Uhhh… You want, Terra to have another kid?

Cinder: Only if you, and Terra are willing to have another one!

Jaune: Uhh… W-What are you talking about?

Cinder: Don’t lie to me, Jaune! I recognize his adorable pout anywhere! Its the same as the one you have!

Jaune: …

Jaune: Saph!

Saphron: You’ll thank me for it!

Jaune: Haa… Okay! I am the father, just leave at that. Besides, I don’t think, Terra wants another one anyone.

Terra: If it means I get to sleep with you again I do!

Jaune: Wait, what?!

Cinder: Wait! I have a better idea~!

Jaune: Haa… And, that idea would be?

Cinder: Well, how about you give me a baby instead~?

Jaune: …

Saphron: Why don’t you have a threesome with, Terra! That way you can each have a kid!

Terra: I’m down for that!

Jaune: WHAT?!

Cinder: Oh, now doesn’t that sound fun; what do you say, are you up for it too, Daddy~?

Jaune: …

Jaune: Haa… I knew I would regret bringing you here…

[cj-kenobi]

thinking about obi-wan with a prosthetic eye. all the different designs he would have. a sun one for the 212th that he gets early in the war after the troopers realise one of his eyes is customisable and wears for most of the rest of it. a see through one that scares the hell out of anyone he doesn't tell in advance and he finds it funny every time. a sparkly star shaped one for events where he wants to feel cute. a yellow sith one he used to use to fuck with everyone when he was a teenager.

the possibilities are absolutely endless

[rakubalka]

Victor Von Doom as Skull de Mort

(Another one of those Skull is actually someone else and badass)

Doom for some reason got transported into the khr world be it with his own body or reincarnated , aged down or whatever . Maybe he got reincarnated and got his memory after he awakened his flames

Either case Doom either starts planning how to take over Latveria (or this world equivalent of it) or start finding a way to his world to his Latveria while using being a stuntman as a cover to get more information and seeing how the technology in this world is faring against his own and how strong and knowledgeable magic users are here (he is disappointed by how old and weak both the tech and the magic users(if they even exist here) are)

Then he gets an invitation from Chekerface to the grattering of the world strongest and decided to go because 1 - he is amused that someone FINALLY noticed his presence 2 - he can't figure how someone got in to deliver the letter

He knows that someone got in , he knew when there was someone in his domain(his room) , he just doesn't know how that someone got in . He has put a heavy amount of protections on and in his suit , bike and domain because you never know when an old "acquaintance" may visit

He does however go

In his stage persona

Because he isn't an idiot Richard's

So he goes in and despite his expectations being low he still got underwhelmed by how ... childish they were

The so called "world best hitman" was a idiot with ego bigger that Richard squared on itself with none of Richard's accomplishments who will dismiss anyone he doesn't see as "strong" enough , fully forgetting that in his profession it's not the brawn but the brain and actor skill that is most important , and despite his boosting of being a genius in math he is barely at the level of first year math college student in Latveria

The "Wold Best Martial Artist" while having some skills is still only a big fish in a small pound in comparison to what an actual master of the martial arts is , at least he is of the quieter in comparison to the rest (but if he can't find his tea again they are going to have a long , long and thoughfull conversation of why you don't steal something of Doom's)

"world best sniper" his ass , the woman cannot stay quiet for a quarter of an hour unless she is asleep let alone hours if not days on end for a mission , not to mention how trigger happy she is and how ready she is to start a fight for no reason

Her stalker is only slightly better and that is almost fully because he keeps his distance but even then he is still too loud , seriously how he hasn't died yet because of how atrociously bad he is at hiding Doom doesn't know nor understand , even their untrained civilian camp from before Doom took over Latveria was better at hiding while having to source water , food and shelter for multiple people while simultaneously having to regularly outrun the army . He can hear him over the whole damn forest from how loud he was

The "second coming of Da Vinci" seems to be another fool calling himself a genius when only being slightly smarter than the rest of the populace , his robots are just clunky , slow and unintelegent pieces of metal with only the most basic of AI in them noting like his DoomBots . He also had the galls to make Doom change his seat from the (while ugly neon still better that the rest) green chair to ridiculous neon purple (he might have worn the purple for his stuntman cover , his hair might have changed its color to purple , but everyone from the smallest of ants to the strongest , oldest and biggest of gods knows that green is Doom's color . And Doom will have his revenge no matter what ! Mark Doom's words !)

The cloaked one is Doom's favourite . They don't make unnecessarily loud sounds , don't start fights for no reason , actually use their brain to stay on edge for unpredictable elements , are willing to sell information for the right price and understand the greatness that is cloaks .

Then there is that thing . He hates it the most out of not just this world , he HATES IT the most out of everything he has hated in all of his life . Every time it's even close it feels like it's trying to chain Doom down like some dog on its beck and call and NO ONE AND DOOM REPEATS NO ONE CHAINS DOOM DOWN LIKE A DOG !! He will personally make sure it dies in the most painful way possible after it has told everything Doom wants to know .

[nekohime19]

Mini Mac #3 : local lil guy being a menace

Let's go for another Mini Mac chap! This Au is progressivly taking over my life.

Even if Sun Wukong proved to be friendly, Macaque wasn't keen on deepening his relationship with him. Giants were unpredictable, they always seemed to view the world as theirs, full of grandeur, and some even found twisted interest in oddities like himself. Granted, he gave his name away, but he wasn't planning on starting friendly conversations with the King. No. They were worlds apart to begin with, Macaque was satisfied with his home in the walls of the mansion and the silence the water-curtain offered, everything beyond that was something he wasn't interested in. He'd been in the outside world before, he knew what to expect, and it was precisely because he knew that he seeked refuge here. On one of the most isolated islands of the eastern continent.

Macaque would remain in the shadows, living in the walls, and Sun Wukong would soon lose interest, at least that was what he hoped for. Turns out the sage wasn't as fickle as he thought him to be. Sun Wukong kept trying to find him, peering at the holes hidden in dusty corners of the stone mansion with a twinkling eye. He was loud, each of his steps reverberating in the floor itself like some sort of landslide. Macaque always knew he was approaching even before seeing him enter a room, and he didn't need six ears for that. More than once this last week, Macaque found the sage crouched before one of his holes, talking in the void, trying to coax him out. Sometimes he left cut pieces of fruits behind him, and Macaque wasn't petty enough to refuse them.

Food was food, no matter where it came from.

The black-furred monkey sighed as he looked at his reflection dancing on a spoon surface (one of the rare silverware he managed to find). He was getting pudgy these days. Usually, he would leave the mansion every two days to restock his cupboards and find food. The water-curtain cave was vast for a being like him and offered many things he found useful. But because the sage was spoiling him with pre-cut fruits, he was getting lazy, which wasn't good at all.

Cautiousness was a sense he sharpened over the years, he couldn't let his guards down simply because one ridiculous golden-furred fool decided to fatten him. Why even was he fattening him? Perhaps, he planned to eat him? One gust of wind slipped through the walls cracks and flipped his ears in mockery.

“What? It's plausible. Some giants tried to eat me before.” Huffed the black-furred macaque, the wind whispered something in his ear and he recoiled in disgust. “Why do you mean he likes me? I think you're the delusional one here. He didn't even know I existed two weeks ago.” The wind flipped his ears one last time before going away, fickle by nature. Talking to the wind was always unnatural. The wind didn't have a voice, it carried words of others and mingled them to create its own sentences. Macaque wasn't born from the wind (usually only those born from the elements would be this privileged) but, according to the wind itself, he was blessed by it at his birth because the wind took a liking to him.

Sometimes, the black-furred monkey swore the element only took a liking to him because his life was a real-time soap opera and he could gossip with it about every dirty secrets he heard. The wind was particularly fond of drama, always eavesdropping left and right anywhere it went.

Macaque turned around and stopped looking at his reflection. He needed to do something before Sun Wukong became a problem. Maybe he could give him a little fright? After all, the sage used to live in the wilderness before, and he didn't seem one to stay at home. The only reason he was there was because of his sudden interest in Macaque. Maybe scaring him would chase him away.

Fortunately, Macaque was an expert in scaring people.

Scaring the sage was surprisingly very easy. For all his gusto, Sun Wukong was easily taken off guard, he never truly watched his surroundings after all. Macaque used all the tricks in his book. He slammed doors, bit the sage ankles, drew messages on fogged glass, and made the floor squeak in the dead of the night. If at first he did it with his utmost seriousness, he lost himself in the game and let his mischievous nature shine through.

But who could blame him really ? Sun Wukong's reactions were hilariously exaggerated. He still praised himself for the Sun Wukong shaped hole he managed to create while surprising the sage by biting the end of his tail.

For all his fun, he wasn't expecting the sage to catch him off guard with a prank on his own.

It happened at dusk, Macaque wasn't usually an early riser but winter was approaching, and while Flower Fruit Mountain had a kind weather, winter still brought storms in its wake. Macaque hated storms, he often decided to stay inside of the mansion walls through each one, but staying inside meant he couldn't restock as often as he did in summer, and that meant he needed more food. Moreover, the local monkeys often decided to leave the mountain lush wilderness and spend more time in the water-curtain cave in winter, and that meant less food for him, and also more reasons to not wander in the cave.

While the older monkeys seemed nice, the younglings were too rowdy for him.

Macaque found mango pieces scattered in a bright green leaf just outside of one of the holes he used to enter the walls. Nothing truly unusual. The black-furred monkey, not one to turn away free food, approached the leaf and began to eat without looking at his surroundings (after all Sun Wukong wasn't one to rise this early).

He yelped when the sage came out of his hiding place and spooked him with a particularly loud “boo!”. Macaque fur fluffed up in fright and he let his piece fall on the floor. He calmed down once he heard the sage rolling on the floor in cackles.

“Aw, don't pout lil guy. You had it coming.” Laughed the sage as he wiped a tear from his eyes.

“I'm not pouting!” was Macaque's only defense as he straightened his fur, the sage laughed harder. “Whatever, I'm a busy man. I don't have time for this.”

“Oh, you're going somewhere?”

“None of your business.” Grumbled the black-furred monkey as he stuffed the rest of the mango pieces in one of his bags.

“Aw, don't be like that. I can come with you. I know the mountain very well, being it's King and all.” Proposed the sage with a wagging tail.

“No thank you.”

“I tried.” Sighed Sun Wukong, ears and tail dropping in disappointment. “You're coming back though?”

“Why wouldn't I come back? I was here even before you became King.” Huffed Macaque, he summoned a portal with a flick of wrist and stepped in it.

“Okay, good luck then. Don't come home too late! I have a plum for you this evening!”

Macaque snorted, who did this giant think he was acting like some sort of worried husband?

At least a plum sounded nice, his tail wagged at the thought of it.

++ Meme dump bc I have free time and nobody can stop me :

The wind watching Mini Mac life :

Ch1 / Previous / Next

[auroramoon-draws16]

The kids did something, Idk what

And now they’re hiding behind the counter

“DESMOND CAN’T PROTECT YOU FOREVER!!”

“SCATTER!!!”

(I forgot Desmond’s tattoo, ignore that lmao)

[dafodils-on-the-moon]

!!!! So many questions bc I love this with all my heart <3 First, it's freaking hilarious that he became jester because he was "difficult to handle." LOVE that. Second, I gotta know, what does everyone else think about him? Arthur? Gwen? Morgana? Is Morgana doomed to die by the hands of a COURT JESTER?????

Ok so. Crucial part of this Au: Uther knows Merlin in Balinor’s son but does NOT know abt the magic. Merlin does not know about being Balinor’s son. Uther kept him cause he thinks it would be a good idea to have a dragonlord on hand that's loyal to Camelot, given what he's keeping under the castle.

Also I'm very aroace and don't wanna write romance for a while, so no romantic Murther.

Instead, Uther raises Merlin and Arthur as brothers. He deeply encourages the loyalty to one another as keeping Merlin loyal is essetail and Merlin is a very valuable asset that bears protecting. He emphasises to Arthur that as the eldest, Merlin is his responsibility and he should take care of him. Merlin is his younger brother.

Arthur takes to this role like a wildfire. Protective as SHIT over his new baby brother (Merlin is two years younger), esp. Since he was… not doing too hot when he first got to the castle. He was greiving and seemed *terrified* and didn’t speak at all for months. He was sickly too, for reasons no-one could pinpoint. Arthur had made it his mission to cheer Merlin up, as no one should be that sad. He and Merlin communicate at first via drawings.

He only seemed to improve after he started talking quietly to an imaginary freind he named “Kiggah.” It seemed to help cause merlin slowly started talking to Arthur and then in general and his health imrpved too.

Yeah… Merlin’s imaginary freind is Killgarrah lol.

Killgarrrah, or Kiggah as a now 5 year old Merlin could pernounce, is getting a major overhaul in this AU. His is going to be far far less of a bastard. Cause dragons are too cool for him to be the absolute worst.

In this AU Kiggah actually cares more THAT HIS ENTIRE RACE WAS ERADICATED than that he was trapped under the castle. Cause, fr, that is not the part id focus on. Also I gave him a family before, sorry man. Kiggah was also really really fond of dragonlings and hatchlings and was very excited to see the hatching of his first great-grandhatchling before the purge. Ow.

Anyway, Merlin is TERRIFIED of being in Camelot. He’s terrified he’s going to say something wrong and reveal his secret and die. He blames himslef for his mother’s death (cause he’s like 4 1/2 and thats normal for kids that age) and more specifically, his magic. So he supresses the shit out of it, which is why he’s so sickly.

Kiggah senses Merlin basically killing himslef and tries coaching Merlin into using his magic again. Adopts Merlin as his own hatchling. Kiggah doesn’t know Merlin’s dad is Balinor, but he DOES know he’s emrys, magic itself. As a result, Kiggah views Merlin as a fellow magical creature and raises him accordingly. He… doesn’t really get how human hatchlings are supposed to work.

Merlin starts acting weirdly dragonlike. His growling, he’s biting people, hee’s climbing everything, hoarding things and has a major fixation with fire. He is gettign “difficult to handle” as UTHER, assumes this is just how dragonlordlings are, (good gracious), but needs a way to coverup the fact he’s raising one.

Fooleswurth, nuerdodivergent in ye-old times, sees Merlin and his like “haha verily. Reminds me of when I was that age, I was just the same. He must have “The Jester’s Spark, haha.”’ Uther goes “yes and” and now fooleswurth has an apprentice and Uther has a way to explain why his ward is so weird.

Anyway, Kiggah is NOT excited about Merlin’s new older sister, but Merlin loves her. He is very excited for whenever Morgana’s magic manifests. She grows on Kiggah. (Esp. With all teh trouble she gives Uther). Morgana’s going to be fine.

She and Merlin get on like a house on fire. Gossipy bitches. Morgana sics Melrin and his “jester’s privolegde” on bothersome nobles to insult them into the ground.

Gwen becomes Morgana’s maidservent, and she Morgana and Merlin are great friends.

[luigra]

man what if I& revamped the Hermitdark AU I& made in 2019. Hermitcraft but fucking evil torture games. Hels hermits kind of fill that Underfell-ish niche I& was lacking back in S6 and Life series is filling the death games quota but Hermitdark specifically had a charm to it that I& don't think either can quite capture

[lulublack90]

Prompt 2 - War AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 2, word count 505

Sirius Black and James Potter were the best pilots the Special Forces had. They had never failed a mission. 

James was by far the best flyer of the two, but Sirius took greater risks, flying faster and lower than even James dared to. 

Separate, they were incredible. Together, they were unstoppable. They predicted what each other was about to do before the other even knew they were about to do it. 

But once they had landed and were away from their planes, there was only one person that Sirius wanted to see, and that was his batman, Remus Lupin. 

Remus was always ready with a stiff drink and a hot bath for him the second he returned to his quarters. 

Sirius had handpicked him from the men who served below him. Sirius would never admit this, but Remus had intrigued him. He had a myriad of scars covering his body, which he refused to tell anyone how he got. But he’d also stared Sirius down as if daring him to choose him. Sirius had felt excitement course through his veins and given him the job instantly. Best decision he’d ever made. 

“Would you like your bed warming, Sir?” Remus asked while Sirius luxuriated in the sweet-smelling bath he’d sunk into on his arrival. 

“Only if you warm it for me,” He said suggestively, barking out a laugh when Remus’s cheeks blushed pink. 

“Is there anything else, Sir?” Remus straightened his back formally. Sirius grinned at him. His favourite game was saying outlandish things to see how far he could go before Remus retaliated. So far, he’d been given muddy coffee for implying that Remus hadn’t shined his extremely well-shined boots and a row of pink shirts that Remus had ‘accidentally’ washed with the red wool scarf that Mrs Potter had sent him for Christmas. 

“No, thank you, Remus.” He dismissed him, sinking under the warm water.

Sirius clambered out of the tub when the water became too cool. He wrapped a towel around his waist and used another to dry his short-clipped hair. He hated the length. He much preferred a longer style, but a maximum hair length was enforced throughout all the armed forces. 

He wandered through to his bedroom and froze in front of the bed. There lying in the middle of his bed, covered only by the thin cover, was Remus Lupin, who Sirius assumed was entirely nude judging by the neat pile of folded clothes on the chest at the end of his bed that were definitely not his. 

“This hot enough for you, Sir?” Remus smirked brazenly at him. Sirius’s towel fell from his waist as his mouth fell open in a little o. 

Well, he had asked for it. He moved forward, checking that Remus was indeed serious. Remus didn’t flinch. He clambered into the bed. 

He was glad, once again, that out of all the batmen he could have chosen, he’d picked Remus Lupin as he pulled the tall man into his arms. Best decision he’d ever made. 

[number1tailsdollfan]

”AND SO I BUILT A BOMB!!”

[gabykatttt]

Prank wars

Pt 1

Viva in the shower singing minding her own business.

Viva🎶🎤

I didn't know until I found you

Havin' the time of our lives, it takes two

When I look up, the stars are brighter

Now I know everything's better with you

It takes me and you

What the Viva said looking at her shampoo and it read red hair dye.

With Poppy watching tv minding her own business.

Viva growled with anger looking at her sister.

Why do serious sis Poppy said giggling.

The next day

Alright time to get ice cream Poppy said opening the fridge to get her strawberry ice cream.

Okay something’s missing oh right sprinkles and whipped cream Poppy said opening the cabin but the pie landed on her face.

Ha ha very funny Viva Poppy searching for napkins but it’s empty.

Great I have to use Branch’s water slide to wash up Poppy said.

At Night

Viva was sleeping thinking about her crush Clay.

Ohh Clay you’re so cute when you cry after reading your stories Viva said snoring.

He he I got you now sis Poppy said quietly finished her recording and left her room.

The next morning

POPPY WHY DID YOU POST A VIDEO OF ME SAYING CLAYS NAME? Viva asked yelling.

What are you talking about? Poppy asked.

Viva showed Poppy the video.

Ohh well you put pies all over the place sis Poppy said

Oh it is on right now Viva growled.

Agree Poppy said crossing her arms.

To be continued

[the-literal-kj]

SHOW THE WAY

Chapters 4 & 5

Written for the 2024 Good Omens Theatre Reverse Bang, with concept & stunning art by the incomparable @illustrious-slimeman!

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Good Omens fanfiction. 9k/25k words. Currently Rated M. Read it on A03.

SUMMARY: There was a point in Crowley’s life when he wouldn’t have been caught dead aboard the Metro-North Railroad commuter train bound for the hell that was Connecticut. And yet, here he was. Far enough from New York City so his reputation doesn't precede him and at his latest gig as a lighting tech, he meets stuffy, rules-following, interim-director Aziraphale.

But is there room enough in Greenwich for two drama queens?

CW: Pranks, practical jokes, quite extraordinary amounts of cussing! More tags to come, marked in each chapter.

Thank you to my betas @hakunahistata, @gaiaseyes451, @angie-words, @ines2925, @playdohangel & @secretlywingedphantom and to the @goodomensafterdark and @whickberstreetwriters communities for all their support!!

Excerpt:

He didn’t travel; didn’t go to the city to see shows, didn’t get up to Hartford or Boston for their museums, and certainly didn’t get to visit England anymore.  Reading had long ago replaced all that empty space in his heart and mind. Aziraphale made the best of what he had right here; that’s how he had come to have such a strict routine. It was optimized. It was efficient. But he was a bit superstitious, a bit of a believer. Whenever life threw something unexpected his way, Aziraphale understood it to be a sign. And so… Hadestown.

Read the rest on A03!

💚 kj

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In my Au, Boyfriend/Aiden moved in the Shrugfriend household after the whole Birthday Arc Sequal incident