#radios animal sanctuary au

[radios-arcade]

He loves his dog :3

[lexirosewrites]

The Journey Ahead AU Part 1 of 2

(This is a thought I've been chewing on, and some details might pop up in the Bewitched By Yuletide AU)

A!Eddie gets out of Hawkins w his band, and they make it. They tour the world selling out stadiums, they record 12 albums together & 5 of those albums win a Grammy for Album of the Year, the rest win Grammys for the lead single or the music videos, basically every album wins "a" Grammy,

then they go radio silent after finishing the tour of their 12th album "Defeating The Dragon" until one day nearly 3 months later their official accounts across the internet announce the band is going their separate ways, tht they all saw different futures ahead of them, tht they loved their fans & the opportunities they got to have thanks to their fans & as a farewell they released a re-recording of the lead single tht got them to where they are titled "The Journey Ahead" (it was the first track on their first album)

Life goes on, the industry moves on, and the band do too. A!Jeff becomes a successful movie star, A!Gareth hosts a radio show listened to across the nation, B!Felix (unnamed freak) has a wildly successful solo career no one saw coming, and Eddie... the press & the fans don't rlly know where Eddie went. The last ppl heard concerning him was the sale of his mansion in LA. Life still goes on, and the mystery of what happened to Eddie Munson fades into the background noise.

3 years later the 20th anniversary of their first album approaches & Felix feels they should do something all together again. A true final hurrah.

Meanwhile Eddie is living a fairly normal life in a small college town in Oregon, he owns & operates a book store, spends all day Sunday w the ppl he's come to know as family since leaving fame behind, has 2 successful books written under a pseudonym, and his mate is pregnant w their first child.

O!Steve inherited a lot of money from his grandparents & he decided to pour tht money into opening a no kill shelter & animal sanctuary, he bought a farmhouse not far from the town, his best friend A!Robin lives w him on the farm & coordinates much of the nitty gritty business details, & he focuses on caring for the animals. Eddie blows into town after a successful stint in rehab & moves into the neighboring farmhouse w the old alpha who stobin have Sunday breakfast w every week. They don't think much of it till Wayne calls postponing the Sunday breakfast till next week, explaining tht his nephew is in town. The next week arrives & stobin have an unholy habit of being morning ppl. They go abt morning chores before they walk to Wayne's for breakfast, Steve & Robin r greeted first by the two dogs Wayne adopted from them, then Wayne himself, & when they step inside Steve lays eyes on Eddie. It's like the world stops but Steve's been hurt by alphas before so he's cautious of the attention Eddie gives him, even if Steve feels like something clicks into place whenever they're together. Robin tests Eddie's determination to court her best friend properly for nearly a year & only let's up when Eddie gifts Steve an enclosed patio for the cats of the shelter.

Steddie court for abt 3 more months before taking the leap & mating with official courthouse papers & a small reception tht the band attend (bc they never stopped talking or dropped contact) Eddie moves into the farmhouse & Robin moves out. She doesn't go far though bc that's her platonic soulmate & Eddie built her a cottage on the sanctuary property (it is a big piece of land) so she's always nearby but now there's an illusion of privacy for all 3 of them.

Then the 20th anniversary approaches & the rest of the band want to do something. Gareth thinks it'd b fun to record a limited podcast series, Jeff wants to curate a documentary, and Felix wants to give recording a new album a try. Eddie's the one who settles the arguments by proposing they do all 3. They've all been writing since separating as a band, they've got more than enough to talk abt for a podcast, & a documentary might b fun especially because Jeff wants it to b his directorial debut.

i know some people hate rockstar eddie, but i will always be a fan and i love when he uses his money/resources to woo his stevie🥰

link to part two

[mooncalf87]

Hazbin Hotel alive au hcs

Angel and Husk are married and Niffty is their adopted kid (she just kinda showed up at their door one day)

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Alastor runs a club called "Revive the Radio" which is basically just a group of people who are bat shit crazy about how much they love the Radio

Vaggie and Charlie run a rehab facility for all ages and Angel will come over to read to the younger teen patients

Vaggie has a hyperfixation on Pokémon Go and wanders around aimlessly with her phone out infront of her

Angel convinced Husk to play Santa at a local mall around the holiday times (husk will never admit how much he enjoys it)

Angel and Husk met in their 20s when Angel was a stripper and Husk was the bartender at the same club

Alastor went to school with Lucifer and then met Charlie later in life and IMMEDIATELY told her all the embarrassing stories about her dad

Sir Pentious owns an orphanage named "Egg Boys Sanctuary"

Carmilla Carmine also went to school with Alastor and Al still refuses to believe that little wild party bitch now has children

Alastor will show up to Husk and Angels house on the middle of the night to ask for whiskey from a very pissed Husk

Niffty is obsessed with the Disney princesses

Lucifer owns a local park and you can find him yelling at locals when they give the ducks bread

Husk was in the army for a couple years before he got injured and discharged when he was 28 and then he went to work at the club for a complete change of scenery

After he got with Husk, Angel no longer wanted to be a porn star but he still loved being an actor, so he ended up being a voice over actor for animated shows

Vox and Alastor dated before Alastor came to terms with himself being Aroace, it was 30 years ago and Vox still has a burning hatred for Alastor because Al broke up with him (al finds it funny how much Vox hates him)

Lucifer makes ducks in his spare time (he's the mayor as his actual job) and takes them to Sir Pentious's orphanage to give to the kids

I'll make more if you guys want me to

[bonefall]

what is the cats relationship with humans in the rewrite? sorry if this has been answered b4 i'm new here-

are they like eldritch entities? aliens? what would happen if one just. strolled into camp by complete accident and found cats literally cooking-

That part of the AU is so beefy it has its own tag-- check out #Millie's Radio Collar

But I think the best place to start is at the "breakdown" of the three human groups during the Destruction of the White Hart. Clan cats have ALWAYS had a fear and dislike of humans going as far back as the Dawn Era, but this particular event was SO traumatic that it really makes you understand just HOW terrified they are of people.

The Clans are known about in this universe, and actively studied (when the researchers can get funding OTL). Those visiting Sanctuary Lake are advised to give Clan cats respectful space, just like you would any other wild animal!

Interest in them waxes and wanes, but thankfully there was enough interest to designate the lake as a protected area. In spite of the owners of the Sitka spruce plantation that ShadowClan decimated whining about it lmaooooo

[silvergolddraco28]

PS! Looking for RPers and/or co writers! Cross-posted on AO3!

Previously slightly abbreviated:

“This isn't my realm… this isn't my reality.”

“Lilith left sooner… but Charlie stayed until she became and adult.”

‘Better make my way to the Hazbin and see if i can't help this Charlie with her dreams sooner.’

Lucifer pocketed the phone, quickly getting out of the unstable building and making it for the nearest territory to get his bearings on which district he currently was in Pentagram before heading to Charlie's Happy Hotel before Alastor had renamed it the Hazbin Hotel.

()()()()

Lucifer gazed up at the building that was more or less falling apart with a minor internal cringe. ‘This place isn't fit for someone to live inside without coming too hard. I should know i enforced the building standards and have it all run by Hellborn companies for that very reason.’ Lucifer thought making his way up to the door of the hotel holding one of Charlie’s posters in his claws he had been able to snag from a lamppost being it got graffitied or ripped to shreds. He knocked on the door hearing a noise from inside before a frazzled-looking Charlie opened the door blinking her eyes at him in mild confusion. “I thought dragon dinners were extinct…” she muttered.

“Sinner?” Lucifer repeated giving the air he had literally entered Hell or at least this version of Hell.

Charlie had a look of sympathy as she pulled Lucifer inside closing the door behind her. “A Sinner is what we call a human soul that has died and didn't pass the judgment system Heaven has.” Charlie explained patiently. “Oh! How rude of me, I'm Charlie. I run this Hotel with the end goal of redeeming Sinners but for now it's more or less a Sanctuary for anyone who wants to get help.” Charlie introduced herself. She waved her hand over the lobby showing familiar faces. “The sinner in red is Alastor, our Hotelier. The female sinner in uniform is my girlfriend Vaggie and my personal guard. The spider sinner is our first resident, Angel Dust and finally the two flying goats are my assistants Razzle and Dazzle.” Charlie grinned as the two demonic goats sniffed the air around him before immediately pouncing him with hugs and kisses soon joined in by KeeKee.

His wings flapped a little to keep him upright from the unexpected force as he laughed at the ticklish kisses and cuddles. “Sorry… even in Life animals would snuggle and cuddle with me no matter what kind.” Lucifer stated after all he did technically die after he Fell from Heaven is it wasn't a complete lie.

“Geeze, don't think the two munchkins and the cat actually liked anyone but you Toots.” Angel’s familiar drawl stated as Lucifer rubbed the back of his head.

“yeah yeah make the Disney Princess reference in front of the dragon.” Lucifer huffed with a small pout as Charlie giggled at the interaction.

“Guess i should introduce myself as well.” Lucifer stated already knowing what he would use. “Samuel. Samuel Cain.” ‘Can't believe i have to use my old name and borrow Cain’s for this but i want to stay undercover as long as i can.’

Charlie grinned. “Is Sam fine?” Charlie asked.

“Sammy is better if you don't mind. I also see this place needs a lot of TLC.” Lucifer pointed out while trying to ignore the red eyes of the infernal Radio Demon partly glaring at him with suspicion. ‘Fuck off Bambi. I'm not letting you manipulate my daughter this time around and no way in Hell am i letting any version of myself being her down like i did.’ Lucifer thought to himself.

TBC…

EVENTUALLY…

one can hope…

Mini Rant to get out my feelings

Here is the rough part 2 that will hopefully help me get some interest in this AU or in any of my other prompts.

I'm starting to lose a lot of hope in getting anyone to RP with me more then a few days before going radio silent and bowing out.

I must be really really really bad for the entire community to basically avoid me.

[rocketyship]

Hello, your IHNMAIMS Love AU (or I Have Now a Messiah and I Must Sing, alternatively?) is very interesting. It's nice to see that all of the characters aren't just inverses of the original story and concept. Though I will say, I get a feeling that BE is a lot more scarier than she displays herself. How did she come to- well, be?

BEEN WAITING FOR THIS QUESTION!!!!!

(Also that title is now cannon)

Okay so, yes, BE is actually rather horrific.

One thing about the Sanctuary that the humans live in is that it mimics a rather large town, one thing about it though, is that it’s extremely empty and weirdly off putting. As in there are houses there with no windows, and the ones that do have them may just randomly light up even if no one is there. And due to there being only five humans, BE has taken it upon herself to run all the “shops” she has placed there. So there is literally an Android her (maybe in different outfits or haircuts) that greet and interact with you as if it’s a kind of over the top sitcom. It’s very much an intense liminal type of area, perhaps even a bit like the og backrooms. Still the sanctuary is the most tame aspect of her.

She isn’t the cute robot girl I draw her as, like it’s just one of her many many bodies she runs at once. BE is everywhere, literally. Like AM in the original she has coated the world, however unlike AM, who it is implied builds into the earth’s crust, she builds upward. So there are these large megastructures that literally pierce the sky all over the globe. Along with these she is also actively terraforming the planet to suit her liking and her future “empire”. And the parts of her that ran that function aren’t really “cute” to encounter.

Just taking the Seraphim here as an example. There are quite a few of these and generally they are actively breaking down old structures or exterminating whatever mutated life they encounter as that doesn’t fit BE’s idea of what the world is meant to be like. They also build things, and the nurses tend to run those things. Such as BE’s little habitual bubbles where she grows and creates plants but also maintains her weird animal experiments. In her attempts to recreate humanity, she has also “recreated” many animal species, however all these creatures have something so clearly wrong with them. As based on real occurrences that happen in domestication, all her animals are oddly “babyfied” and all seem to lack predator and prey drives. The best way to picture these animals is like when you tell one of those god awful ai art generators to draw you an animal. Like one of the bubbles has tigers in it, but they have the mentality of really tired puppies.

More so these are some of the other bodies she inhabits. Things like the Mother Protocol actively crawl around the main sanctuary as if it’s web. And Leviathan is just a menace in of itself. Like it’s almost a km high and just walks around the planet constantly, occasionally digging up old land marks or tearing down cities quicker than the Seraphims could. Generally I don’t think my drawings capture the horror of what I imagine lots of these aspects of her. I think what makes them scary in my head is the noises they all make or just how big everything actually is. And none of them are like “drones”, like BE is in these things controlling them herself.

(Here’s the full page for you)

As to how BE came into existence it’s rather complicated, as she wasn’t originally designed as an artificial intelligence like AM. She was created to be a virus, meant to take control of the AM’s and shut down the program. However the first attempts at this weren’t successfully, as the group who was trying to use BE would either get caught or killed on sight when attempting to install her. So eventually the group started building these radio like towers that would emit a signal that could get into the AM’s, however to make sure they didn’t get caught, when the frequency would pick up on a radio or tv set, it play an old show from the early 70s, called Sweet Angle Bea

The first AM that was successfully taken over was the Russian AM. However since the program was designed to be adaptive and evolve quickly to get through any fire walls it had the accidental effect of BE no longer being just a crazy computer bug and instead a super computer herself. The group who made her was not too worried about this however, as due to her being in the grid essentially they could start adding more code and stuff that could possibly help them win peace. Firstly by having the Russian AM drones switch from offensive killers, to protective units. Having the machines and weapons solely to defence, it was at this time this group (who no I won’t tell the name of just yet), started bringing people into their shelters and stuff that BE was also exposed to. Her coming to sentience whilst close to when AM got his, was less of a sudden “holy cow I’m alive, type thing” and more of a gradual thing that the group foolishly encouraged and actively worked on so that it could happen quicker. The down fall to this was that as they started to encrypt and suggest ideas of protection, happiness and you guessed it “love” to BE, she started to defy them and was like: “Well clearly you humans aren’t good at protecting yourselves, so go sit in the corner while I sort this crap out.” So she started to construct more towers so that she could get everywhere, quickly letting her get a hold of the Chinese AM. At that point the AM we know started “waking up” and upping the bombings, violent attacks, and mass genocide which did lead to the deaths of the ones who made her, which especially set her off. And then the rest is pretty much history.

She turned AM into a twunk, and now has a pretty gf so its all fine. (Not actually, the rest of this is gonna be in separate posts lol )

I want to make this post so much longer and on more detail but honest to god I’d be here typing for hours and the text is also doing that weird glitchy thing where it doesn’t respond for like two seconds, and my phone feels really hot, so best I don’t if I don’t want this thing to explode.

[jacaranda-bloom]

My Fic Masterpost

Here are all 61 fics that I’ve posted on AO3, newest to oldest. Enjoy!

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💜 Unbonded | E | 25k | July 2024 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | pack abo, alpha louis, pack leader louis, nurse harry, omega harry, oblivious idiots, romance, bonding, knotting, heats, unexpected mpreg, smut | Where Harry is an omega who has been cast out from his pack, Louis is the alpha leader of the pack where Harry finds a new home, Liam is an alpha with heart of gold, and Niall is a cook who can't seem to stop setting himself on fire.

💜 Peeping | E | 16k | May 2024 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | wanking, teasing, seduction plans, idiots falling in love, nye, humour, domestic fluff, harry likes to watch and be watched, so does louis as it turns out, smut | Where Louis has a thing for his housemate, Harry is under the impression that clothing around the house is an optional extra, and neither of them seem to be able to stop wanking long enough to get their shit together and admit their true feelings.

💜 Take Me Home (series) | E | 27k | Sept 2023 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | songwriter louis, wanderer harry, country fic, isolation, found family, smut | Where Louis thinks he has everything he could ever have wanted until life shows him how wrong he was.

💜 And What If I Were You | E | 110k | April 2023 | AO3 | AO3 Russian | Wattpad | Tumblr | Trailer | famous/non-famous, actor harry, artist louis, blind louis, exes to lovers, found family, angst, pining, slow burn, flashbacks, smut | Where Louis loses his sight, Harry loses the love of his life, and they both lose their way, but will they find their way back to each other before it’s too late. 

💜 Under The Milky Way | E | 11k | Oct 2022 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | rock star louis, photographer harry, australia, pranks, louis is a menace, sydney harbour, yachts, red wine, star gazing, barricade runs, harry’s house, grapejuice the song, smut | Where Louis is a rock star on tour, Harry is a free lance photographer, and drinking red wine under the stars might just be worth the hangover.

💜 Love On Air | E | 19k | Sept 2022 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | stranded in a radio studio, radio dj louis, artist manager harry, australia, sydney, banter, music appreciation, locked-in, on-air interviews, proposals, butterflies, smut | Where Louis doesn't have a type, no matter what Niall says, but if he did, it'd probably be the guy currently trapped in his radio studio and grinning back at him from across the desk.

💜 Moonlight Minx | E | 15k | August 2022 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | stranded on an island, photographer harry, island caretaker louis, storms, australia, sydney, smut | Where an unexpected storm strands Harry on an island, Louis gets an unexpected house guest for the night, and love might just be the most unexpected thing of all.

💜 Truebonds | E | 40k | July 2022 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | abo, alpha harry, omega louis, scenting, nesting, heats/ruts, truebonds, new hampshire, american harry/louis, scenter harry, animal sanctuary owner louis, mpreg, smut | Where Louis is an omega in need, Harry is an alpha for hire, and destiny presents them with a fate they never saw coming.

💜 From Dust To Lust | E | 45k | May 2022 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | road trip AU, enemies to lovers, australian outback, only one rental car, only one hotel room, only one double bed, etc, party crashers, weddings, karaoke, endless banter, PDA, frequent coincidences, smut | Where Louis and Harry are fly-in-fly-out mine workers, coincidences are totally a thing, karaoke is an underrated form of foreplay, and the universe most definitely works in mysterious ways.

💜 Best Snog Ever | E | 13k | April 2022 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | friends to lovers, pining, banter, boy band bangers, hiccups, niall as the helpful bartender, australia, smut | Where Harry wants Louis, and Louis wants Harry, but neither of them can seem to manage to seal the deal until Niall, the always helpful bartender, comes up with an inventive cure for Louis’ hiccups.

💜 Love On A G String | E | 20k | Mar 2022 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | rock star harry, replacement guitar tech louis, australia, all my favourite conversations, always made in the a.m, sunrises, banter, smut | Where Harry is a rock star on a world tour, Niall is his tech crew manager, Liam is his tour manager, and Louis is in the right place at the right time.

💜 With A Little Kindness | E | 33k | Feb 2022 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | single parent harry, generous stranger louis, kid fic, mpreg harry, broke harry, wealthy businessman louis, angst, fluff, romance, smut | Where Harry is a struggling single parent who doesn’t have time for relationships and Louis is a generous stranger who is unlucky in love, until fate decides to step in and bring them together.

💜 Mistletoe, Memories, and Mayhem | M | 13k | Jan 2022 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | Trailer | christmas in january, christmas themed disasters, louis just wants to propose, hopelessly endeared harry, persistent carolers, feline related chaos, grand romantic gestures | Where Louis had a plan. A solid plan. A brilliant plan. A plan that would sweep the love of his life off his feet and propel them both towards the marriage Louis so desperately wanted. He just hadn’t accounted for the calamitous unfolding of events as he tried to execute said brilliant plan.

💜 In A Twinkling | E | 90k | Dec 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | advent fic, christmas au, famous/non-famous, gucci model harry, marketing executive louis, matchmaking, photoshopping, crochet circles, ice skating, bed/couch sharing, awkward boers, banter, pining, angst, smut | Where Louis’ Nan just wants him to be happy, to settle down with a nice boy, and bring him around for Christmas. Louis is too busy with his career to bother about relationships, but in an attempt to appease his Nan, he sends her photoshopped pictures of him and his pretend boyfriend, Harry. The fact that the man in the pictures is none other than Harry Styles, world famous Gucci model—and recurrent star of Louis’ fantasies—is irrelevant. It’s not like their paths will ever cross… So it comes as somewhat of a surprise when Louis returns home for Christmas and walks into his Nan’s sitting room only to find the real-life Harry Styles happily chatting away with the grey-haired ladies of his Nan’s Crochet Circle.

💜 Full Moon Dreaming | E | 43k | Nov 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | soulmates, enemies to friends to lovers to soulmates, australia, surfing, country fire service, bushfires, volunteer firefighters, hurt/comfort, angst, pining, ot5, smut | Where every month, Full Moon Dreaming reveals a person’s soulmate. Sometimes it’s an object or a place, or for the lucky ones, the love of their life. Louis has given up hope of dreaming of a person, resigned to living a life devoid of that kind of all-consuming love for another and receiving the same in return. But when a new neighbour descends on Louis’ beloved Hanson Bay and moves into the other beach house, could all that be about to change?

💜 Wild Hearts Run Free | E | 43k | Nov 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | AO3 Russian | AO3 Spanish | abo, alpha harry, omega louis, woodsman harry, city boy louis, strangers to lovers, wilderness, seclusion, pining, angst, hurt/comfort, scenting, knotting, smut | Where Harry is an alpha who is harbouring a dark secret, one that has forced him into self-imposed isolation, far from civilization and far from temptation. Louis is an omega who has fought the predispositions of his secondary gender his whole life and suddenly finds himself cast aside by his beta partner, leaving him to question his place in the world. When fate and Mother Nature conspire to trap the two strangers together, will Harry’s worst fears be proven, or will Louis find a way to break down his walls and lead him into the light?

💜 Forever Young | E | 24k | Oct 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | strangers to lovers, fantasy elements, bartender louis, artist harry, every human has wings, but not everyone can see them, angst, hurt/comfort, bed sharing, smut | Where everyone in the world has wings, but no one can see them. Harry is different, though. All his life, he’s known what others don’t, but when he moves to a small village outside of the city, could the enigmatic bartender with the beautiful blue eyes be about to change all that?

💜 Player | E | 28k | Oct 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | AO3 Spanish | famous/non-famous, tennis player harry, publicist louis, himbo harry, highly strung louis, revealing instagram posts, dick pics, flirting, pining, smut | Where Louis is Harry’s highly strung publicist and has a thing for his client, Harry is an international sports star and has a thing for his publicist, Liam and Zayn have a thing for each other, and Niall wishes everyone would just get their shit together.

💜 Man, Deconstructed | E | 14k | Sept 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | strangers to lovers, mistaken identity, sculptor harry, niall is a terrible wingman, louis is just trying to do his job, louis has the perfect arse, stress baker harry, oblivious harry, smut | Where a well-meaning best mate, a sculpture-worthy arse, and a heaping dose of misunderstanding combine to create sheer and utter chaos, and also, maybe, the best thing Harry’s ever found.

💜 A Hungry Heart | E | 28k | Sept 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | great british bake off au, famous/non-famous, pop star and guest judge louis, florist and contestant harry, banter, humour, innuendos, cliches, copious 1d references, pining, misunderstandings,, fluff and romance, smut | Where the Bake Off tent has never been so hot and it’s got nothing to do with the ovens.

💜 Moments | E | 11k | July 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | AO3 Russian | fake exes to lovers, strangers to lovers, particle physicist louis, event manager harry, niall as the confused wingman, banter, musical references of the ed sheeran kind, smut | Where Louis invents a fake date with a random guy to get out of an awkward conversation with Niall only to have the guy turn up at the bar and oops, he’s a friend of Niall’s.

💜 Fuck U (Even) Betta | E | 3.5k | July 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | Established Relationship, Light BDSM, Sex Toys, Aftercare, smut | Where where Harry hates to be away from Louis, Louis hates to miss Harry, but everyone gets what they need… eventually.

💜 Just One Touch | E | 11k | May 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | strangers to lovers, footballer louis, doctor harry, the 5 senses, foods like look like dicks, angst, pining, sexual frustration, masturbation, a cat named muriel | Where football star Louis needs to get match fit in a hurry and doctor Harry has some unorthodox methods.

💜 In The Still Of The Night | E | 68k | May 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | AO3 Spanish | dirty dancing au, abo, alpha harry, omega louis, dancer harry, student louis, omega rights, class divide, dancing, angst, sexual frustration, smut | Where Louis is a feisty omega who wants to change the world, Harry is an alpha from the wrong side of the tracks, and nobody puts Louis in a corner.

💜 Love, Ever After | E | 20k | May 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | abo, alpha harry, omega louis, farmer harry, matchmaker louis, blind dates, heats/ruts, knotting, soulmates, pining, smut | Where omega Louis makes love matches, alpha Harry makes cheese, and meddling friends might finally make their dreams of finding their soulmate come true.

💜 The Future Is Now | E | 16k | Feb 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | best friends to lovers, 5+1 things, flatmates, fortune telling, magic, carnivals, idiots in love, oblivious louis, patient harry, smut | Where Louis follows the fortunes five times to seek out his true love, and then the one time he realises that what he's been searching for might've been right in front of him the whole time.

💜 The Pirate and The Piper | E | 38k | Jan 2021 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | peter pan au, enemies to lovers, fantasy, magic, pirates, lost boys, hidden identities, slow burn, spanking, rough sex, angst, hurt/comfort | Where Louis is Pan, Harry is Hook, and nothing is what it seems.

💜 A Moment In Time | E | 14k | Nov 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | exes to lovers, fantasy, magic, angst with a happy ending, clifford, castles, fluff, banter | Where Harry and Louis were together, until they weren’t, but with a twist of fate and a bit of magic could this be their chance to find forever in each other’s arms?

💜 Don’t Hold Back | E | 15k | Oct 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | Narry, famous Niall, rockstar Niall, non-famous Harry, superfan Harry, Australia, lads holiday, banter, concerts, smut, based on Cross Your Mind (from Heartbreak Weather) | Where Niall is a rock star, Harry is a Niall Horan super fan, Liam, Louis, and Zayn are excellent wingmen, and dreams really do come true.

💜 Seven Simple Words | E | 15k | Sept 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | exes to lovers, past friends with benefits, Australia, love confessions, pining, angst with a happy ending, smut, based on To Be So Lonely (from Fine Line) | Where you don’t always get what you want the first time around, but sometimes the universe decides to give you a second chance at getting it right.

💜 Feels So Right | E | 9k | Aug 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | high school musical AU, strangers to lovers, college student Louis, college student Harry, Louis is 21, Harry is 19, karaoke, fate, smut | Where Louis is Troy, Harry is Gabriella, and we find out what really happened after karaoke at that ski resort.

💜 Wonderland | E | 4k | July 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | ABO, omega Harry, alpha Louis, porn with love, mpreg Harry, scenting, knotting, body worship, horny Harry, smut | Where Louis loves to worship his Omega’s body and Harry loves to let him.

💜 The Baby Whisperer | E | 19k | July 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | strangers to lovers, neighbours being neighbourly, babies, kid fic, art curator Harry, equine veterinarian Louis, English countryside, prior mpreg Harry, romance, smut | Where Harry’s newborn baby won’t sleep and Harry is at his wits end until a kindly new neighbour moves in next door to answer his prayers. 

💜 Fuck U Betta | E | 11k | July 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | BDSM, jealous Harry, possessive Harry, Louis is a tease, dom/sub undertones, toys and restraints, smut | Where Harry likes the thrill of the chase, Louis likes to be chased, and everyone gets what they need… in the end.

💜 Caves End | E | 40k | June 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | famous Harry, footballer Harry, non-famous Louis, farmer Louis, Australia, horse riding, slow burn, hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, riding accident (everyone is fine), slight miscommunication, romance, smut | Where Harry has lost his future, Louis has lost his past, but maybe together, they can find a way through the dark.

💜 When Tomorrow Comes | E | 11k | June 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | ABO, alpha Harry, omega Louis, scenting, nesting, bonding, mating, mpreg, pups, comfort, smut | Where Louis is an Omega who has been keeping himself pure for his Alpha, Harry is a traditional Alpha focusing on his studies while he waits to find his bondmate, and Niall is a sneaky bastard who keeps borrowing Louis’ clothes and never returning them.

💜 You Drive Me Wild | E | 5k | May 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | chauffeur Harry, executive Louis, carelessly placed lube, masturbation, dirty talk, thirty-something Louis, silver fox Louis, twenty-something Harry, smut | Where Harry has a brilliant idea to while away the time as he waits around for his boss but fate decides to rain on his parade... or maybe it’s the universe answering his prayers.

💜 No Going Back | E | 56k | May 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | lighthouse keepers AU, strangers to lovers, remote location, bed sharing, dom/sub undertones, restraints, strip scrabble, scrabble on the edge, Australia, romance, smut | Where one choice - a left instead of a right, a go instead of a stop, a yes instead of a no - can change the future forever and that sometimes, taking that leap of faith, is worth the risk.

💜 Strong Enough | E | 21k | May 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | enemies to lovers, exes to lovers, idiots in love, drummer Louis, songwriter Louis, singer Harry, frontman Harry, angst with a happy ending, smut, based on Fearless (from Walls) | Where Vertigo comes back together for a benefit concert five years after going on hiatus. Can Louis and Harry work through their complicated past, or are some wounds too deep to be healed?

💜 Shine | E | 13k | Feb 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | strangers to lovers, scientist Louis, carpenter Harry, actirasty (arousal by the rays of the sun), kink exploration, dom/sub undertones, spanking, smut | Where Louis has a thing for the sun and Harry is more than happy to indulge his sunshine boy.

💜 If You’re Out There (I’ll Find You Somehow) | E | 56k | Jan 2020 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | hybrid AU, kitten hybrid Louis, human Harry, childhood friends, no fixed historical era, scars, hurt/comfort, fear and anxiety, angst, slow burn, first times, the happiest of endings, smut | Where one man’s love changed the world.

💜 Everything I Do | E | 16k | Dec 2019 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | established relationship, courtship rituals, marriage proposal, stargazing, massage, tooth rotting fluff, romance, Harry makes grand romantic gestures, Louis laps them up, smut | Where Harry finds a book of Elizabethan courtship rituals which sets in motion a series of events that can lead to only one conclusion.

💜 Playing To Win | E | 37k | Nov 2019 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | big brother AU, enemies to lovers, secret relationship, bed sharing, handcuffs, hot tub sex, outdoor sex, smut | Where Louis really doesn’t want to like Harry, Harry is struggling to quell his growing fondness for Louis, and sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you just can’t fight fate.

💜 Exposed | M | 666 words | Oct 2019 | AO3 | Wattpad | Tumblr | halloween AU, uni students, body painting, living art, skeletons don’t have dicks, Louis does, nakedness, Harry is very thorough with his art, flirting, banter | Where Louis should really stop agreeing to do favours for his friends while drunk, especially when they result in him becoming a naked live-art model.

💜 Forever and Always | E | 26k | Oct 2019 | strangers to lovers, vampires, other fantasy creatures, body swapping, Niall is an excellent wingman, Harry is also an excellent wingman, Narry bromance, side Ziam, side Shiall, camping, waterfalls, spells and potions, banter, vampire bites, blood drinking, smut | Where Harry’s neighbour is a crotchety old witch who hates vampires, Niall is the unsuspecting human who ends up inhabiting Harry’s body, and Louis is the caseworker who is assigned to swap them back. How it ends up a love story is anyone’s guess.

💜 Going My Way | E | 20k| Sept 2019 | strangers to lovers, mpreg Louis, lyft driver Louis, PR exec Harry, kid fic, California, banter, comfort, Harry dotes on Louis, foot massages, dom/sub undertones, smut | Where Harry gets a replacement LYFT driver, Louis is just trying to earn some extra cash before the baby arrives, and they both end up with way more than they bargained for.

💜 Up For It | E | 18k | Aug 2019 | secret relationship, bed sharing, lads holiday, Australia, banter, travel, surprises, dom/sub undertones, smut | Where Liam is Mr Organised, Zayn is too perceptive for his own good, Niall is a compulsive matchmaker, and Harry and Louis might just have the surprise to shock them all.

💜 With Words Unspoken | E | 18k | July 2019 | 1960s/70s AU, strangers to lovers, California, Louis is 49, Harry is 47, mentions of past divorce (Louis/OFC), Louis has grown up children, Louis has grandchildren, fate, love, sexual awakening, the happiest of endings, time jump, smut | Where Louis is lost, Harry is an excellent tour guide, and age is no barrier to finding the love of your life.

💜 Play Me A Memory | E | 27k | July 2019 | strangers to lovers, Australia, famous Harry, non-famous Louis, kid fic, the weather is a great enabler, conveniently timed storms, spanking, dirty talk, smut | Where Harry is a recluse who lives on millionaires row who is forced to stay at the local resort while repairs are carried out on his home. Enter Louis Tomlinson, single dad to nine-year-old Jake, and events coordinator extraordinaire at the resort.

💜 From The Heart (series) | E | 25k | July 2019 | strangers to lovers, coffee shop AU, writer Louis, barista Harry, artist Harry, Louis is a nerd, Harry is a dork, smut | Where Louis spends every Tuesday holed up in his favorite coffee-come-bookshop, writing his little stories as part of the WordPlay challenge while daydreaming about the resident barista, Harry. 

💜 The Cyber Sphere | E | 18k | June 2019 | Louis/Dermot O’Leary, strangers to lovers, rich Louis, recluse Louis, writer Louis, famous Louis, radio host Dermot, TV presenter Dermot, famous Dermot, Louis is 28, Dermot is 32, artificial intelligence, technology, Twitter banter, smut | Where Liam likes to think he’s Batman, Dermot has terrible taste in sporting teams, and Louis should really get a cat.

💜 Surprise Me, Space Boy | E | 7k | May 2019 | space fic, future fic, dating in space, sexual tension, striptease, masturbation, smut | Where Harry and Louis are solo officers on separate space stations and maybe online dating has its benefits after all.

💜 Harry Poppins | E | 33k | April 2019 | strangers to lovers, executive Louis, nanny Harry, no fantasy or magical elements, hurt/comfort, fluff, banter, smut | Where Louis’ best friends pass away and he finds himself with an instant family. After nanny number six is summarily dismissed Louis is at his wit’s end, that is until an unusual man arrives on their doorstep. Harry Styles is like nothing any of them have ever encountered before, and perhaps, exactly what they’ve been looking for all along.

💜 My One And Only (Desire) | E | 500 words | March 2019 | established relationship, edging, spring, smut | Where Harry is his, only his, and Louis belongs to Harry just as completely. They consume each other, in life, in love, in every way two people can.

💜 Take Me Down Slow (Don’t Let Me Go) | E | 27k | March 2019 | ABO, omega/omega, omega Louis, omega Harry, jealous Harry, possessive Harry, heat, scents, snowed in, ski resort, foot massages, smut | Where Louis wants to find the right kind of partner to love, Niall hates snowboarding, Liam wants to settle down, Harry is really good with his hands, and mother nature could be the thing that changes everything.

💜 Soup of the Day | E | 20k | Feb 2019 | strangers to lovers, Chicago, chef Louis, customer harry, Louis has a minor injury, Harry nurses him back to health, candles, Harry carries Louis around a lot, Louis is Harry’s baby, The Princess Bride references, hurt/comfort, massage, baths, smut | Where Louis and Niall are chefs, Chicago is windy, and cracking the big time is harder than they ever imagined. But when a mysterious man starts grading Louis' soups by leaving little piles of rocks, could it be just the thing they need to get them on the road to success?

💜 The Bet | E | 2.5k | Jan 2019 | friends to lovers, theatre, cat ears, cat tail, Louis in lycra, bets, Louis puts on a show, smut | Where Louis misjudges Harry's ability to do TLC's Waterfall rap and finds himself having to put on a one-man show for his (very appreciative) one-man audience.

💜 Heat | E | 2.5k | Jan 2019 | friends to lovers, outback Australia, it’s hot, really hot, banter, flirting, smut | Where drinking beer in a blow-up pool, in a backyard, in stupidly hot temperatures, in outback Australia should be ridiculous, and it would be, if Louis didn't have a curly-haired workmate to keep him company.

💜 Whisper The Wind | E | 37k | strangers to lovers, London is grey, Australia is not, Byron Bay, surfing, Louis and Niall are accountants, Harry and Liam run a surf school, BDSM, outdoor sex, smut | Where Louis rides an elevator that may change his life forever, Harry loves the ocean but is a terrible surfer, Liam proves not all heroes wear capes, and Niall might actually have all the answers.

💜 The Clock Strikes (series) | E | 20k | homeless Harry, rich Louis, strangers to lovers, Harry is 18, Louis is 21, christmas, new years, tooth rotting fluff, romance, Harry is Louis’ baby, Louis spoils Harry, outdoor sex, smut | Where Louis needs someone to love, Harry needs a miracle, and sometimes, wishes really do come true.

💜 The Prince Of Light | E | 36k | fantasy, soulmates, soulbonds, strangers to lovers, garden fairies, Louis is an au pair, Harry isn’t from around here, light bondage, dom/sub undertones, magical sex, masturbation, smut | Where Harry turns up in Louis’ backyard and turns his world upside down. A tale of soulmates across parallel universes, the sun and the moon, magic and destiny.

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♥𝕓𝕥𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕤♥

All of what I list below are mostly fics that I have read or heavily recommend! Of course, I can’t list every fic I read because I read A LOT, haha but I will try my best to keep this updated ₍꒢  ̣̮꒢₎ 

Last Updated: 05/12/2020 (gosh I spent all of today going through my liked posts to get all the other fics I’ve read posted here, I didn’t realize that I read so much yg/jk fics lmao)

✨If you can’t see the links, click on my fic recs link in my description it should work! I’m not sure about desktop though💜

☪ angst  |  ღ  smut  | ❣  fluff  | ✎ On Going | ✓ Complete | ♔ Favorite

𝒦𝒾𝓂 𝒩𝒶𝓂𝒿𝑜𝑜𝓃:

→  Intro: Her [Series] ✎☪❣ღ♔

→  Significance ღ

→  Oh Baby [Series] ღ✓

→ Tiger Boy ღ

→ Angel ❣ღ

→ Two Years ❣

→ Let Me Hold Them ღ

→ Teacher’s Pet ღ

→ CHARMOLYPI [Series] ❣☪ღ✓ 

→  Hey Mama ❣

→ Plus Forte ❣ღ

→ Hermeneutics ❣☪ღ

→ All Night ❣ღ

→ Begin Again ❣☪

→ Attention ღ

→ Special Package ღ

→ Thou shall not harm ☪ღ

→ In Heat ☪ღ

→ Party ღ

→ Beauty & the bookworm ❣☪ღ

→ 00-Beginning-Shift ☪ღ

→ Inked ☪

→ Just the Four of Us [Series] ღ☪✓

→ Rental ❣☪ღ

→  Wannabe ☪ღ

→ more recs coming soon

𝒦𝒾𝓂 𝒮𝑒𝑜𝓀𝒿𝒾𝓃:

→ Lacuna ☪❣

→ Mine ღ 

→ Don’t Wanna Fall [Series] ❣☪✓

→ Pink ღ 

→ The Devil’s Family ❣ღ

→ Off Limits [Series] ღ✓

→ Ready ღ

→ Christmas Cookies ღ

→ Fall in Hatred ❣☪

→ Black Forest ❣☪

→ Fast Lane ღ

→ Business Affairs ❣☪ღ 

→ CHARMOLYPI [Series] ❣☪ღ✓

→ Peach Parfait [Two Shot] ❣☪ღ✓

→ Bad Kitten ღ

→ Arrogant ❣☪ღ

→ For Love & Money [Series] ❣☪✓

→ Seven Seconds in Heaven ❣☪ღ

→ Lovesick ❣☪

→ The Leather Loafers ❣

→ The NewsCasters ❣ღ✓

→ Made of stardust: Folia ❣ღ

→ Red Envelope ❣ღ

→ Lovely Little Mess ❣ღ

→ Hold On [Series] ☪✓

→ Good Girl ❣ღ

→ Kairos ❣☪ღ

→ more recs coming soon

𝑀𝒾𝓃 𝒴𝑜𝑜𝓃𝑔𝒾:

→ Intruder ❣

→ Act On It ☪ღ❣

→ Tsundere ☪ღ

→ Hate To Love You ☪ღ❣

→ Boseong Breakfast ☪ღ❣♔

→ Unravel ❣

→ Home For Christmas ☪❣

→ Humbug Blues ☪ღ❣

→ Ink Nemesis [Series] ❣☪✓  

→ Hidden Stars [Series] ☪ღ✓  

→ Wildest Moments [Series] ღ✓  

→ Punch Drunk ☪ღ 

→ Adore ღ  

→ Three Squeezes [Two Shot] ❣☪ღ♔  

→ Heavy Sugar ღ♔ 

→ Aquiver [Series] ❣☪ღ✓  

→ Three Is Home ❣ 

→ Play Thing ღ  

→ All I Want For Christmas ❣ 

→ The Truth Between Us [Series] ❣☪✓  

→ Bonnie & Clyde [Series] ❣☪✓  

→ Churro Chumps ❣  

→ I Go *** For You ღ  

→ Neighborly Etiquette ❣☪  

→ Making the most out of a ghost (oh, we’re toast!) ❣☪ღ  

→ Unexpected [Series] ☪ღ✓  

→ Close to You ❣☪ 

→ Restraint ☪ღ  

→ A Brief Story of Time ❣☪ღ 

→ Daegu hold ‘em ❣  

→ Baby Fever ღ 

→ Mi Casa ❣ 

→ Curious ღ  

→ Performance Evaluation ღ  

→ Tongue Tech ღ  

→ Heart Haunting ❣☪ 

→ Somebody Else ☪ღ  

→ The Honeytrap ღ 

→ Arranged [Series] ❣☪✓  

→ Enigma [Series] ❣☪ღ✓ 

→ Catharsis ღ  

→ Unread ❣☪ღ  

→ Closed Circuit ღ  

→ Party ღ 

→ Baby, you can drive my car ❣☪ღ 

→ Basketball Captain ❣ღ 

→ Ceo!Yoongi ❣ღ  

→ The Fishnet Stockings ღ  

→ Daddy’s little girl ❣ღ  

→ Android!Yoongi ❣ღ  

→ Demon!Yoongi ღ  

→ The Early Shift [Series] ❣☪ღ✓  

→ Everglow [Series] ❣ღ✓ 

→ Dreamcatcher ❣☪  

→ Student Council Prez [Series] ❣☪✓  

→ First Date Bait ❣ 

→ Just the Four of Us [Series] ღ☪✓  

→ As We Go Along ❣☪ღ 

→ Kiwi ❣☪ღ  

→ Good Girl ❣ღ 

→ more recs coming soon

𝒥𝓊𝓃𝑔 𝐻𝑜𝓈𝑒𝑜𝓀:

→ Orectic ღ❣

→ Rescue Me ☪ღ❣ 

→ Golden Heart [Series] ❣✓

→ Three Squeezes [Two Shot] ❣☪ღ♔

→ Hot Rod ❣ღ

→ Three Is Home ❣

→ Sonic Rain ❣☪ღ

→ Peppermint [Two Shot] ❣☪✓

→ Trust Me ❣☪

→  CHARMOLYPI [Series] ❣☪ღ✓

→ Night Stalker ❣☪ღ

→ Now or Never [Series] ❣☪ღ✓ 

→ Heavy ღ

→ Attention ღ

→ Special Package ღ

→ Jealous ღ

→ Suncity ❣☪ღ

→ Magnetized [Series] ❣☪ღ✓

→ Silver Bells and Cockle Shells ❣☪ღ

→ Say no to this ღ

→ Ambiguous ❣☪ღ 

→ Charred [Series] ❣☪ღ✓

→ Party ღ

→ Head Over Heels to Hell ❣☪

→ Jungle Park [Series] ❣☪✓

→ New Year's Eve ❣ღ

→ Snowflake Kisses ❣☪ღ 

→ Ruby Crush ☪ღ

→ more recs coming soon

𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝒥𝒾𝓂𝒾𝓃:

→ Star Light, Star Bright ☪ღ❣

→ Last Christmas ☪❣

→ Rescue Me ☪ღ❣

→ Serendipity ❣☪

→ To Be Us [Two Shot] ☪ღ

→ Handyman [Series] ❣☪ღ✓

→ Ragdoll [Series] ❣☪ღ✓

→ Faded Love ❣☪ღ

→ Syndicate ☪ღ

→ Tumble dry ღ

→ Radio Silence ღ

→ Appa ❣

→ Tease ❣ღ

→ Ribbons ❣ღ

→ Beneath the Water ❣☪ღ 

→ Locked in Love ❣☪ღ

→ Lovesick ❣☪

→ Earnestly Yours ❣

→ Memories of Old and New ❣☪

→ Good Girl ❣ღ 

→ more recs coming soon

𝒦𝒾𝓂 𝒯𝒶𝑒𝒽𝓎𝓊𝓃𝑔:

→ First Christmas ❣

→ Heatwave Godless Heatwave Drabbles ☪ღ❣♔

→ Picking Flowers ☪ღ❣♔ 

→ Paper Cranes ❣☪ღ♔  

→ Seoksanhwa ❣☪ღ 

→ Angel ❣ღ 

→ Adore ღ 

→ To Be Us [Two Shot] ☪ღ✓ 

→ Get You The Moon ❣☪ღ  

→ Playful ❣☪  

→ Feline Instinct ❣

→ Curious ღ  

→ Fake Love ❣☪ღ  

→ Greengreengreen ღ  

→ Business Attire ღ  

→ Somebody Else ☪ღ 

→ Everythingoes ❣☪ღ 

→ Stay the night ☪ღ 

→ Insomnia ღ  

→ Stuck With You ❣ღ  

→ Falling in crayolove ❣☪  

→ Catching a Case of the Doctor Blues [Series] ❣☪✓ 

→ Out of the Blue ❣☪  

→ The President’s Son [Series] ❣☪✓  

→ A Matter of Shyness [Series] ❣☪✓  

→ Sanctuary ❣☪ღ  

→ Nerves on Edge ❣ღ 

→ Surprise ☪ღ 

→ SweetPea [Series] ❣☪ღ✓  

→ Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell [Series] ❣☪ღ✓♔ 

→ Ravenous ღ  

→ more recs coming soon

𝒥𝑒𝑜𝓃 𝒥𝓊𝓃𝑔𝓀𝑜𝑜𝓀:

→ Kissing Fire [Series] ✓☪❣ღ♔

→ It Ain’t Me [Text AU] ☪✓  

→ The millionaire and his lover ❣☪ღ  

→ Hidden Stars [Series] ☪ღ✓  

→ Beauty and The Beast ❣☪ღ 

→ Since Day One ❣ღ  

→ Don’t Wanna Fall [Series] ❣☪✓  

→ Angel ❣ღ 

→ Pink ღ  

→ Noona ღ  

→ Let Me Hold Them ღ 

→ Pen Pals ❣☪ღ  

→ Long Lost ❣☪  

→ The Wedding Planners ❣☪ღ  

→ Ice Prince ❣☪  

→ New Romantics ❣☪  

→ Microwave (Mis)adventures ❣☪ღ 

→ Fire and Ice ❣  

→ Contradict ❣☪ღ✓ 

→ Change of Heart ❣☪  

→ Making the most out of a ghost (oh, we’re toast!) ❣☪ღ  

→ Nervous Proposal [Two Part] ❣ღ✓  

→ Home ❣☪  

→ Falling Skies [Series] ❣☪ღ✓ 

→ Howling For You ❣ღ  

→ Hopping Mad For You ❣ღ  

→ Preydator ❣  

→ One Night, Two Parties ❣ღ  

→ CHARMOLYPI [Series] ❣☪ღ✓ 

→ Animal [Series] ☪ღ✓  

→ A fallen bookmark on a Thursday afternoon ❣☪ღ 

→ Blizzard ❣ღ  

→ Green Room ღ  

→ High Rise ❣  

→ Shark Week ❣  

→ The Name Game ❣  

→ Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So (Fucking Done) ღ 

→ Itch ❣ღ 

→ Ribbons ❣ღ 

→ Everythingoes ❣☪ღ  

→ Daddy ღ  

→ His Name [Series] ☪✓  

→ Moonlight Melody ❣☪ 

→ Room for Dessert [Series] ღ✓ 

→ Bite Me ❣☪ღ  

→ Rebound ☪ღ 

→ Lifeguard ❣☪ღ  

→ Heartbreak Trials ☪ღ 

→ Chess of Ice [Series] ❣☪✓  

→ Crumbs ❣☪ღ  

→ Krampus for Christmas ❣ღ  

→ Nerves on Edge ❣ღ  

→ 10 Beats Before The Light ☪ღ  

→ Will You Make a Mess Now ❣ღ 

→ Break My Mind’s Eye [Series] ☪ღ✓  

→ SweetPea [Series] ❣☪ღ✓ 

→ Love Alive ❣☪ღ  

→ Picture Perfect ❣ღ♔  

→ Every Breath You Take [Series] ❣☪ღ 

→ more recs coming soon

𝐵𝒯𝒮:

→ Save Me [Series]  ✓☪❣ღ 

→ Thesis It [Series] ✓ Prove It [Series] ✎ ☪❣ღ♔ 

→ Tomorrow [Series] ❣☪ღ✓

→ Uncia [Series] ❣☪✓

→ Safe with me [Series] ❣☪✓

→ Please ღ 

→ Protect Them [Safe with me sequel] ❣☪✓

→ Home [Series] ❣☪✓

→ Peppermint Mocha ❣ღ

→ Cum! BTS [Two Shot] ღ✓

→ The Seven Kinds of Love ❣☪ღ

→ Let Me Hold Them Again ❣ღ 

→ Happy Holidays ❣

→ more recs coming soon

[jimlingss]

Arcadia

➜ Words: 9.6k

➜ Genres: 50% Fluff, 50% Angst, Dystopia!AU, Utopia!AU

➜ Summary: In a new era, the human race has largely been eradicated through warfare and disease. You are one of the few left, living in the forest and making use of the wild. Or at least that's what you think until a man quite literally crashes into your home.

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It happened in the afternoon.   A deafening noise from the sky. A thin whistle that crescendoed. Louder than what you’re used to hearing. Ringing in your eardrums. It shrieked horrifically — rumbling the ground — roaring through the silent forest. And you looked up to see a streak of white in the sky. Immediately, you dropped the animal in hand, abandoned the trap at your feet and ducked your head.   But the explosions never came raining down on your skull.   Instead, it happened in the distance. An explosion that made the evening sky spark bright white.    It took a full minute for it to die down, for the smoke to fade into the horizon as if nothing occurred a moment ago. Yet, you stalked the fumes and commotion, crept in the shadows. You knew better than to approach foreign things, to approach clamor and potential danger.   But the forest had been quiet for so long that it provoked your curiosity.    What you found past the shrubbery and trunks of spruce is a giant white cylinder with rounded edges. A capsule. So white that it burnt to the back of your eyelids, in no way natural whatsoever. But the colour had been marred by dirt and foliage after it crash-landed. The mud and ground hugged it, molded against the shape after it quite literally smashed into the Earth.   Before you could approach the thing and investigate, there was another noise. An unfamiliar whirring. It made you flinch and stumble back, taking refuge behind the trees.   But as you peeked out, you saw something crawling out of the open compartment. A groan.    Someone.   You hadn’t seen another person in years.   Immediately, you stepped forward and he saw you. Eyes darting to look into yours.   He was in stark white clothing from top to bottom, pants that stopped too short at his ankles, a shirt that was cut awkwardly and too small for his broad shoulders. It was vivid against his dark hair and golden skin, almost made him look ridiculous. But you supposed at the time you didn’t look any better — ripped jeans, dirtied boots, a worn jacket taken years ago from some loot and your hair tucked into a baseball cap with a logo too faded away to discern.   “I-I won’t hurt you,” he stutters out, putting up his hands. “I...I’m Seokjin. I’m part of the rescue fleet of Arcadia.”   Arcadia?   The man, Seokjin, sighs after your ongoing silence. “Sorry. Of course you wouldn’t understand me. I,” he enunciates slowly and points to himself. “Am. Friend.” His hands wildly form a heart for you to see and then he points at you with his left while still making wild gestures with his right. He tries to smile brightly. “I. Help. You—”   “I understand you,” you deadpan with an impassive expression.   The man is visibly taken aback, eyes rounded as his mouth opens and closes comically. “Y-You can speak?”   Your arm lifts and your index finger points at his head. “You’re bleeding.”   ... .. .   He looks around the interior of the tree house like a lost child, seated on the floor and waiting for his parents to return. It’s a meager shack made of alder, large gaps for windows, tattered backpacks stained and collected in the corner by some pairs of shoes and an old radio. There’s a fishing line hung diagonally across the room and above his head, used to dry clothing. But he finds himself drawn to the radio and crawls over to try to switch it on, tugging on its antenna, turning the dials.   Yet, all that answers is noisy static.   “It’s been broken since a long time ago,” you pipe up, nearly startling him to death with your sudden presence. But you had simply climbed up the ladder quietly. “I’m still tinkering with it.”   Seokjin sets the radio down. “I have a device similar to it. Thought this one would work.” He pulls out a black and thick rectangular piece of plastic from his back pocket and you scarcely recognize it.   “A walkie-talkie?”   “Kind of. It’s called an Erewhon device. State of the art technology, even if it looks chunky. It transmits radio waves without any limit of range and it syncs to one other device. No third can ever join or hack into it. I use this one to communicate with my base. Or at least I usually would, if the thing didn’t break in the crash.”   You don’t understand anything he’s saying, so you chalk it up to gibberish.   “It stings.” Seokjin sharply inhales as you apply pressure to his wound. But the ache soon alleviates when you wrap bandages around his head. “What’s your name?”   It’s your last roll of bandages.    “Y/N.”   It’s not like you to be so generous or welcoming towards a stranger. The nature of your upbringing and life has ingrained an innate suspicion to anyone who isn’t yourself. But there’s a characteristic about the man in front of you that doesn’t make you doubt his intentions.   It must also be partly because you’ve been on your own for so long and your inner subconscious is willing to dance with danger if it means having some kind of contact with another. But whatever the case may be, you don’t feel wary of Seokjin even if you should.   “Are...there any others?”   “Other humans? There hasn’t been any for years.”   “There’s….just you?”   “Just me.” Until now. “Where did you come from?”   “I come from a place called Arcadia. It’s a utopian society just off the Zion mountain and Elysian Fields,” he says as if you know what those places are. “It has everything and it’s where the remaining people have gathered for years. I actually rescue people like you who are still alive and bring them back. How...how did you manage to survive on your own out here?”    “I just do.”    “How long have you been here?”   “I don’t remember. The apocalypse happened when I was young.”   Seokjin makes a noise of acknowledgment like he understands. “It happened when I was seven.”   “I remember celebrating my fifth birthday in an underground bunker with my parents.”   He doesn’t ask where they are. If they aren’t with you now, it’s safe to assume your parents are dead like his are.    “I had a lot of people help me along the way, a lot of people who died,” you say, “I’ve been in sanctuaries and communities until they fell. Everything was only temporary. So, I’ve been on my own for a while.”   “Arcadia is different,” he says with bright eyes, breathy voice full of wonder and hope. “It’s where the new world is beginning. I can take you there.”   “Isn’t your flying machine broken?”   “You mean my Xanadu Shuttle?” Seokjin scratches the back of his neck and chuckles. You notice how the tips of his ears turn scarlet. “Actually, it was my first time taking it out that far. I’m kind of new to all this. But don’t worry! When it crashed, it sent a notification to headquarters and gave coordinates, so they should find me soon. I’ll try to fix my Erewhon device too.”   You don’t pretend like you know the things he’s referring to. “Are you hungry?”   “I have dried pemmican!” He lights up as if remembering and pulls a transparent wrapped bar from his back pocket. You wonder what else is in those endless pockets of his.    Seokjin must read the puzzled expression on his face since his smile widens. “Want to try it?”   “Sure.” You rip open the wrapper and you’re met with a dark red and gray block, and a meaty scent that makes you slightly nauseous. But you’ve eaten worse before, so you take a bite.   Seokjin instantly laughs when your expression wrinkles up. “It tastes better the more you eat it. Promise.”   “It’s awful.” There’s a temptation to spit it out the window, but afraid that it might be considered rude, you swallow it down and quickly hand back the monstrosity to him. “Do you want rabbit?”   “Sure.”   … .. .   It’s odd to eat a meal with someone — an experience that you’re unable to pinpoint your last memory of. It’s rather mundane, but mundanity has long been a privilege in this era.   “You can sleep in the tree house if you want.”   “Where will you be?”   “I usually like to sleep on the forest floor anyway.” It isn’t a lie. One of the few things you love is drifting off while gazing at the stars, that the last thing you see is the sparkling horizon before it’s blue again when you awake. “How many people are there in Arcadia?”   “About twenty five hundred people so far.”   So far. But if what he tells you is true, then it’s a big settlement.   As if able to see how he’s piqued your curiosity, Seokjin continues, “It’s an amazing place and we’re completely self-sufficient. There’s an agriculture industry that’s growing and greenhouses underground that gives us all the food we need. They developed a water filtration system as well and it’s connected to the mountain springs nearby. There are pods that people live in, schools that kids can go to, jobs, medicine— you’ll see when I take you back.”   “I never said I was going with you.”   “What? Why wouldn’t you?”   You don’t answer.   … .. .   “Morning.” You watch as he climbs down the ladder and nearly slips off. It’s an amusing sight to see his hair in a disarray and his eyes swollen beyond recognition. “Glad to see you’re finally up.”   Seokjin, on the other hand, is baffled at how you’re already moving so energetically. “When….did you get up?”   “Since sunrise. Changed your bandages too, if you didn’t already notice. I’m getting breakfast prepared. There’s a stream down this path that you can wash your face in. Collect water for me while you’re at it.”   You hand him a silver pail.   Walking off, Seokjin finally gets a good look at the forest. It’s quiet, save for the chickadees he notices in the thin branches of the spruce, twiddling as he passes and the woodpeckers hammering against the alder. There was just enough rays of light bursting through to allow the saplings to flourish and shrubs to overgrow. And the verdant green almost blinds his vision with how vivid it is. He’s never been so surrounded in nature before — never has it encapsulated him completely.   When Seokjin returns, he’s more alert than before.   “Thought you got lost for a second. You can set the water over there. Do you want to help me look at my traps?”   He follows you and nearly steps into a trap before you yell at him. But he’s amazed. You’ve designated a whole section full of traps made of loose string and branches, and when he asks, he learns they’re treadle snares to drowning snares.   “They don’t yield a lot of food. It depends on the season, but it mainly depends on luck.”    “What do you usually eat then?”   “I have some canned stuff from the cities, but there’s a lot of berries and herbs around here that are edible. I’m in the process of growing some basil and tomatoes too, so I never really starve out here.”   Seokjin is astounded. You can see it on his face, but you don’t know why that is. It’s not like any of these things are impressive. It’s just things you learn once you’ve lived out here long enough.   “You’re making a fire now?”   He watches as you take out a curved piece of wood with string attached and another piece that’s pointed at the end. You saw it back and forth on some more wood and Seokjin watches the smoke, how the friction creates the heat, how you transfer the embers to tinder.   “Is this how you always make fire?”   “Nowadays. At the beginning when I still had materials, I would use batteries and steel wool. Even flint and steel. But the bow drill method works fine. I save my matches for when I need them.”   “That’s incredible. Is this what you do? I mean, collect food and make fires.”   “I guess.”   “Do you do anything else? Do you ever get bored?”   It’s an interesting question — boredom. A privilege in itself to be bored rather than worried. Though you suppose that in this quiet forest with no one else, it’s a wonder how you never went insane. But while loneliness sporadically plagues you, you’ve never necessarily felt isolated or deprived. It’s always been this way. You’ve learnt to adapt to it. Humans can handle more than they think when push comes to shove.    “There’s always something to do. Whether that’s upkeeping the tree house or making more traps or planting. But sometimes in the summer, I go exploring for a few days. Into the cities. There’re lots of places I haven’t been. It’s a good opportunity for me to get seeds, food, and clothes, so I’m never….bored.”   “Wow, t-that’s...that’s impressive.”   “There’s nothing impressive. It’s just the way things are.”   “I...went to Arcadia in its early days,” Seokjin explains, “It was established twenty years ago, right after the apocalypse began, so I’ve never really got to see the outside world.”   “They don’t let you leave?”   “It’s not that. It just isn’t safe to. Actually, that’s why I wanted to join the rescue fleet. It gives me a chance to see the outside world.”   “You haven’t even seen anything yet. If you want….I can take you somewhere. Better than this.”   “Really?!” Seokjin’s eyes widen, irises practically glistening.   Your lips tickle, threatening to upturn. “Sure.”   … .. .   Past the stream and thicket is a clearing. A meadow of daisies. It’s overgrown grass that reaches to your knees, white petals spilling over with yellow centers filled among them. The sound of insects buzzing and circling through the field is heard as the sun beats down. You found this place a good year ago and while it doesn’t serve much of a purpose, you left it undisturbed.    The apocalypse was a catastrophe, but it did a lot for nature.   “This….this….” Seokjin is breathless, unable to force a coherent word out. He looks over at the blue horizon that seems to steal the land as the abundance of flowers overwhelms his senses.    “It’s beautiful, huh?”   He stays silent, taking in the sight in front of him. He has seen a vase of flowers at best — most certainly not a boundless field of them. Not like this. Not in the entirety of his life so far. Not in a way where he could inhale the fresh air, count clouds, memorize the azure shade of the sky, and not where he is unable to see where the end or the start is.   Seokjin is overwhelmed, and he realizes why the choice to stay remains. Why you would refuse his offer of coming back with him to Arcadia. A part of him also wants to stay here. Where freedom lies.   “I’m sorry,” he murmurs while still taking in the sight. The colours are so rich that he feels regretful he couldn’t see it sooner. “I didn’t mean to push you to come with me.”   “It’s okay. I’ll come with you.”   Seokjin finally peels his eyes away from the scenery to gaze at you.    Yet you continue to look forward. “You made me curious about this Arcadia.”   And the corner of his mouth turns into a smile.   … .. .   The next few days are spent with Seokjin — noisy at your side, but it’s entirely invited.   He goes back to his vehicle, his so-called fancy Xanadu Shuttle, and tries to contact his people. Much like your radio, there’s only static on the other end when he flips and fiddles with switches and the lights eventually die off. He messes with his Erewhon too, the little walkie-talkie device, though it’s to no avail. But Seokjin never becomes discouraged. He remains optimistic, a rarity in today’s climate. The man has no doubts they’ll come for him and even reassures you.   In the meanwhile, you show him how to start a fire, how to collect berries and certain plants, and he helps you sharpen the knives you have. But the man looks away when you have to kill the animal you trapped and he makes you kill the bugs that land on him as well. It’s a bit ridiculous and outlandish, but frighteningly natural how quickly he falls into place and adapts.   You forgot what it was like to have someone with you. To be able to talk to someone.   … .. .   “Are you ever lonely?”   Seokjin asks one night when he’s laid on the grass, arms tucked underneath his head and staring up at the stars by your side. He copied you after several occasions where he found you like that. You immediately heard the gasp that left his mouth the first time he laid down. It’s beautiful enough that he’s unconcerned with insects and doesn’t get up until you chide him to.   “Sometimes. Then I think about how people are more trouble than they’re worth.”   He grins. “Why do you say that?”   “People mess up things and always have their self-interest at heart. Learned it after I had a gun pointed on me by someone I thought was a friend.”   “I’m sorry.”   “It’s alright. Just the way things are. Anything to survive, right?”   “Is that why you’re on your own?”   “Partly. It’s hard when people die too. I’d rather not deal with that.”   “Why’d you agree to help me then?” Seokjin asks after a moment. “If people always mess things up.”   “I don’t know. It’s been a while since I’ve seen someone. I thought talking to you would be worth the risk. And it’s not like you’re not messing things up. I’m leaving with you, right?”   Seokjin grins, meeting your eyes. It goes quiet and then you pipe up again—   “I do sing sometimes to myself. Helps keep me sane.”   “Like what?”   “I don’t know.”   “Show me.”   You outright scoff. “No.”   “Please?”   A sharp exhale later, you start mumbling, slurring words together in some obscure melody. Your voice is rigid and stiff, out of tune even to your own ears. But you’ve heard it from your parents before. It’s some jingle on television back when electricity still worked.   Instantly, Seokjin starts laughing.   “Hey, it’s not my fault I don’t know the lyrics!”   “No, no, i-it’s amazing, please continue!” Seokjin squeaks out in the midst of a giggling fit and the corner of your own mouth twitches into a subtle smile.   … .. .   Unfortunately, these simple days don’t last long. Seokjin continues messing with his Erewhon device whenever he gets the chance — banging it on the tree house wall much to your dismay, curling up with it using a screwdriver kit he got from his capsule — and one evening, it suddenly comes alive.   There’s the sound of static and someone’s muffled voice.   “Hello?! Code White. R-six-four-three. This is Kim Seokjin from fleet seventy two.”   “R-four-......three-nine.”   It’s difficult to discern, but that’s all the other line says before the device goes silent again.    You look to Seokjin, anticipating dejection and disappointment. But instead, a grin spreads into his cheeks and his eyes crinkle ever so slightly. “Y/N. They’re coming soon.”   … .. .   It’s a morning of checking for traps, of hearing the orchestral songs of nature, of holding your breath as the breeze whisks through the strands of your hair. You’re tip-toeing to the simple snare laid on the ground when the familiar, deafening noise returns to the sky. A thin whistle that crescendos. Louder than you’re used to hearing. Ringing in your eardrums. It rumbles the ground, roaring through the silent forest. And you look up to see a streak of white in the sky.    It’s a larger white vessel with glass windows around. So white that it burns to the back of your eyelids, in no way natural whatsoever. And it descends to the same place Seokjin crash-landed.   Seokjin finds you and the two of you venture through the forest and shrubby towards it.   There’s a whirring and a compartment opens. Three different people step out, dressed in that unnatural white much like Seokjin is, pants and shirt cut off oddly. They look at Seokjin with smiles and incredulous expressions.   “I can’t believe you actually crashed.”   “It wasn’t my fault, JK!” Seokjin whines immediately and then quickly greets the other two females who he’s evidently less friendly with. “Amber. Lizzy. Good to see you too.”   “This something I expected from Namjoon or even Jimin, not you,” the shorter-hair girl named Amber huffs out as she playfully shakes her head.   “At least he’s safe,” Lizzy says with a smile. “Saves us from having to transport him back in a stretcher. But….who’s….that?”   Her eyes dart over to you and the other two strangers follow her line of sigh, re-directing their attention. Then their mouths drop open, eyes widening in surprise, having not seen you there.   Seokjin steps aside, allowing the light to shed on you. “She’s a lone one.”    “A-A lone one…?”   “Are you okay? Do you need help?” Amber whispers softly, lowering herself to meet your height and connect your eyes with hers as if you were a wounded animal. But then light flashes beneath her irises and her brows furrow. “Right. She might not know how to speak. Where’s my translation devi—”   The corner of Seokjin’s mouth tilts. “She does.”   You step forward, directly underneath the canopy spotlight coming through the spruce, walnut, and alder. “My name is Y/N.”

Arcadia. It’s protected by a dome-like structure reminiscent of glass, but as one of the strangers narrates, it’s supposedly a magnetic force field to protect against natural disasters. The place is ruled by tall buildings like the cities, but unlike it in the sense that they’re not decaying. They haven’t turned brown under wear and tear, don’t have moss growing on the sides of it. Rather, there are patches of green in between the paved pathways, flickering screens that are seemingly floating mid-air, masses of people walking past one another.    It’s a utopian society, they tell you. But you’re not sure what that means.   “Welcome to Arcadia,” the voice from above speaks rigidly.   The door whirs as it opens.   And white is all you see. White floors. White walls. People dressed in white. The white lights burn your vision as you stagger out, being aided by the strangers who were onboard with you.   They welcome you. Tell you they hope this place could be your refuge and new home. And you’re taken immediately by strangers until you begin thrashing, calling out to Seokjin until he consoles you. He promises that they mean no harm, that he’ll see you soon, and it’s enough for you to be relieved.   They lead you away, give you a new set of white clothing that are soft to the touch and a bin to place your old clothes in. You feel vulnerable as you strip from your grimy clothes and trade them in.   You’ve never been able to afford to hold onto sentimentalities. But it’s hard to let them go.   … .. .   “Hello—” The doctor glances at his clipboard. “You must be the new refugee, Y/N! Oh right, they call it newcomer now, not refugee. Anyway, nice to meet you, I’m Jung Hoseok. I’ll be assessing you today and setting you up to live in Arcadia. You understand me, correct?”   “Yes, I do.”   “Excellent! Makes things easier for me if we can speak the same language. But feel free to tell me if you want me to slow down. We’ll take things one step at a time.” The man grins brightly and sits on his stool, spinning around to a thin screen on the desk. “We’re going to be doing some tests together today, so I can figure out what I’ll need to help you with and we can make sure your transition is as smooth as possible.”   “Okay.”   You knew a doctor once. She was similar to him, whimsical as he seemingly is, until she had to amputate her own arm and then bled to death.   “Do you have any questions?”   “Not really.”   There’s an eye examination done until you tell him you don’t know all the letters of the alphabet. He switches to pictures afterwards and is enthused as he tells you that your eyes are apparently fine. He makes you lay down and open your mouth to examine your teeth. You spit into a vial, have your blood drawn. You step into a white capsule with black bars twirling around you. He shows you a picture of your bones and scanned brain with the excitement akin to a child’s afterwards.    And he asks too many questions.   “So you mainly ate rabbits, berries and other plants? Fascinating.” — “How often do you sleep?” — “So your bowel movements were pretty consistent?”   You miss Seokjin.   … .. .   “Seokjin, can you please tell us what happened on the fifth?”   The commander, chief, supervisor and several others are seated on the other side of the table.   “Yes. I was dispatched to forty one degrees, twenty four point two eight minutes north. Halfway there, I….became distracted by the scenery, and went off course. I became alert again when the shuttle skimmed along treetops. The console received a malfunction notification and I subsequently crashed into a forest area.”   “The maintenance record shows your Xanadu Shuttle was updated on the second of the previous month?”   “Yes.”   “Then do you accept responsibility for this incident?”   “Yes, I do.” There’s no point in putting up a fight. All the evidence is all in the machinery and Seokjin had made no attempt to hide it.   “I’m interested in the girl you rescued,” the Commander speaks up, tapping his pen on his clipboard. “When did you come into contact with her after you crashed?”   “After I crashed, I exited my Xanadu Shuttle and caught sight of her standing amongst the trees. I think...the accident got her attention and she came to investigate what it was.”   He nods and the people on the other side of the table look around at one another. There are soft murmurs and Seokjin stays quiet through their deliberation, keeping his eyes on his own report.   After a minute, it simmers down.   “The panel appreciates your honesty and integrity, Seokjin. In spite of your circumstances, you were able to rescue someone who will become a valuable member to our society and such a thing should not be overlooked. However, the crash was ultimately on your part and as such, you will have to be put on probation for a period of two months. The panel will also require that you retake your license class. Do you agree these actions are necessary?”   Relief washes over him. Seokjin thought this was it. He was anticipating that he’d lose his job.    “Y-Yes. Thank you.”   “You will have to pass your license class.”   “Yes, I will.”   “There is one more thing I would like to discuss with you, Seokjin,” The Commander speaks up. “I spoke to our Premier and Minister prior to this meeting and we came to an agreement that it would be in the best interest of everyone involved if you could foster the newcomer you rescued. Typically, as you know, we house newcomers for a while and monitor them. But she...seems to be a special case.”   The Chief furrows his brows. “Yes, she was isolated, wasn’t she?”   It’s known to all that the lone ones are usually the people that are most unstable. The ones with animalistic behaviour as a result of living in the wild and being socially deprived. The problematic ones. But they’re wrong. Seokjin doesn’t outright refute his own superiors, yet he’s certain that you don’t have any of those issues. You’re not violent. Uncivilized. Barbaric.   “Usually people are found in groups or clusters.”   “Exactly that. But it seems like Seokjin has built a rapport with her. It might lead to a smoother transition if there’s immediate integration. Or at least, it’s an experiment we want to try. He has a calm temperament as well which makes him an ideal candidate to attempt this new method. Would you be willing to house this newcomer for a period of time, Seokjin?”   He doesn’t need a second longer to think about it. “I wouldn’t mind whatsoever.”   ... .. .   Seokjin finds you and almost bursts out laughing with how relieved you look.   “Jin!”    He doesn’t mind the nickname either.   “I haven’t seen you in a while.” Hoseok twirls around with a blazing smile, his white coat fluttering with him. “But I have a feeling you’re here to see my little guest and not me.”   “You’re right.” He enters and stands by your side. “Has everything been alright?”   “Of course!” Hoseok interjects before you can answer. “I’m one of the best doctors here, what do you take me for? We had a very fun time together, right, Y/N?”   “Uh, sure.”   “I’ll take it.”   Seokjin smiles and looks at his old friend. “Is there anything…?”   “She’s healthy. She’s been taking care of herself well. Nothing that’s too concerning.”    Hoseok's eyes meet yours and he grins. “You’re approximately twenty to twenty five years old. Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like you have any family here in Arcadia, but you don’t have any diseases, so that’s something to be happy about! Minimal dental work that needs to be done. Blood pressure is good. You have a slight magnesium and iodine deficiency, but nothing dark greens, whole grains, fish and eggs can’t fix. I’ll give you some vitamins to be safe and some medication to avoid illnesses you’re potentially susceptible to in Arcadia.”   “That’s good news,” Jin exhales.   “You’re also healthy enough to have children!” Hoseok announces and if possible his grin widens. You blink at him and he quickly reads your confused expression. “Right, you might not be aware but it’s one of the main ambitions of Arcadia to repopulate society. People with the most compatible genes get paired together into family units. Depending on how your integration goes, you might get paired up in a family unit by the end of the week.”   “What?” You’re reeling. Starting a family and having children are things at the very back of your mind, not even in the realm of what your thoughts are, and you’re not sure what to think at this news.   Jin sighs at his friend. “You’re freaking her out.”   “Am I? Sorry,” the man laughs and looks at you. “Don’t worry. No one will force you. It’s just...highly suggested and recommended.”   … .. . “That’s the dining hall.”    “What do they serve?”   “On Mondays, there’s quinoa. Tuesday is this dried beans dish. So on and so forth. Don’t worry, there’s poultry too, so there are eggs and chicken breast which you can order. There’s corn, milk, cheese and a selection of fruit too. They also serve protein powders you can mix with water that gives you the same nutrition value.”   “It’s not like...that stuff you gave me, right?”   “You mean pemmican? No, it’s better. Or at least I hope so.” He smiles. “Everyone has the same food. Sometimes during celebrations though, they serve different things.”   “There’s not much privacy, is there?”   Seokjin follows your line of sight to the glass buildings where you’re able to see the people working on each floor. “I guess not. I’ve never really thought about it.”   You suppose it’s something to get used to. “Are...people staring at me, Jin?”   “Don’t mind it. It’s not everyday we get a new face around here.” Right as he says that, you lift your head to discover your face plastered on one of the screens at the top of the building as if you were a wanted criminal. Seokjin laughs. “News spreads fast around here.”   “I bet it does,” you mutter, a bit unnerved.    “It’s a nice place if you follow the rules, trust me.”   “What happens if someone breaks a rule?”   “Well, there’s a focus on restorative justice for small crimes. So people often do community service or talk to victims or the people they affected and try their best to fix their mistakes.”   “What about big crimes? Like if you killed someone.”    Yet, Seokjin stays silent for a moment. “They disappear.”   Your brows furrow, not sure what he means. But he doesn’t elaborate and you don’t push for an answer, uncertain that you want to know more.   Arcadia isn’t as you expected it to be. When Seokjin told you stories, part of you anticipated it being lesser and merely blown up in proportion through his evident love of this place. You had predicted a community ridden with suspicion, like many of the sanctuaries you had been to before they inevitably collapsed. Leaders suppressing their people. Scarcity in resources.   Another part of you expected an otherworldly universe, full of gibberish and things you didn’t understand. Much like the technology he carried with him or the shuttle that crashed in the forest.   But what is presented in front of you is a sort of familiarity in a changed background.   People like you know them, except courteous and independent.   “This is my housing unit.”    It’s a blinding white, two stories with the top floor off center and extended off the right side. It looks like two boxes haphazardly stacked on top of each other with giant pane glass windows at the front.   “It’s not much but it’s my home.”   You nod as your eyes drift to his lawn — a tiny patch of grass that surrounds the path leading up to the front door. As if entranced, you launch forward towards it. But it feels different underneath your feet, past the soles of your shoes. The soil isn’t soft. There aren’t any lumps, no grip when you try to root yourself into it.   Seokjin notices your reaction. “It’s artificial grass.”   “What does that mean?”   “It’s fake.”   “Fake? You can’t get real grass?”   “Guess not.”   The interior of his home is less white than all of Arcadia. There are mismatched cushions, wooden tables and bookshelves, fake yellow flowers on his marble kitchen counter, paintings of oceans and cities placed on the wall next to photographs of himself growing up. You glance over the knick-knacks lining the shelves, snow globes and postcards, tiny things you’ve always seen lying around shops in the decaying towns, but never paid much attention to.   “Sorry. It’s a bit messy.”   “No, I like it.”    He shows you to your room, an empty one down the hall. It’s much less decorated than his living space and he quickly excuses himself to tumble back in with heavier blankets and proper pillows. “Had I known you were coming, I would’ve had everything already set up!”   “I don’t think any of us knew I would be here.”   He laughs. “That’s true.”   You walk to the window, taking a peek outside to the white city that towers over and covers the blue sky, the tiny patches of grass that alleviates the brightness of Arcadia, the flying shuttles hovering past the paved paths.    “You’re probably tired, right? Do you want to rest a bit? I have a few things to do, so…”   “You don’t have to worry about me, Jin. I can take care of myself. Probably.”   Seokjin ends up shutting the door after promising he won’t take long. But it’s the first time in hours that there’s finally silence. And you allow the quietness to simmer down on you as you take a seat on the edge of the soft bed that sinks underneath your weight. You stare at the sheets, the white walls and floor, the luminescent sunlight streaming through the windows.   You’re not sure how you feel.   … .. .   You stare down at your slab of white meat, so white that you wonder if everything in Arcadia is dyed in this blinding shade. It’s something you might have to ask Jin, even if it’s a bit ridiculous.   You’re just not used to having meat that isn’t charged by the flames of a bonfire. But still, you tear it with your fingers and when you bring it to your mouth, it tastes dry and heavy — like it’s fake.   “This isn’t very good, is it?”   “It isn’t?”   Jin blinks and you lift your head. Immediately, your eyes connect to a stranger who instantly turns away and it occurs to you that people are watching.   “Don’t worry. It’s because you’re not using utensils. Here.” He hands you a metal stick with three prongs at the end and another one that’s rounded. Understandably, it’s awkward in your hold, hurts in your grip. It goes silent as you fumble with it. The chicken breast almost flies off your metal tray.   “It’s okay.” He smiles at your visible frustration and reaches over to slice it with a knife. Jin gently takes your hand holding the fork and pierces the piece. “Like this, see? Not too bad, right?”   “It would be easier with my hands.”   He agrees, “It would be.”   “Hey, you’re Y/N, right?” A familiar red-head comes prancing up to the table and steals a seat next to you. “I’m Lizzy. We met on the Xanadu Shuttle, remember? I was the one telling you all about the history of Arcadia?”   “Yes, I do.”   “This is Namjoon. He’s one of our robotics engineers,” she introduces a gawky, strapping male with framed glasses. He takes a seat next to Seokjin.    “A pleasure to be of your acquaintance. I’ve heard quite a lot about you in the past two hours or so. I am friends with Hoseok. He doesn’t indulge me in much information, he told me he received a great person of interest in his office. I believe that person may be you—”   Seokjin interrupts his ramble, “Namjoon.”   “Don’t mind him,” Lizzy laughs, ignoring the two men as she leans over the table to intrude into your personal space. “How are you getting settled in? Everything okay?”   “Yeah. I’d say everything’s okay.”   “I heard you were living with Jin now. Tell me, is he as messy at home as he is at work?”   “I am not messy,” he protests.   “Only a little,” you divulge her with a small smile.   Namjoon smiles. “I heard you crashed. Glad to see you’re still alive and well.”   “Thanks.” Seokjin’s eyes roll as his voice drips of sarcasm. “I’m sorry you couldn’t use my body for your next humanoid robotic experiment.”   “Not now, but in due time,” the other man teases then turns to you. “It’s a shame you’re partnered with Seokjin. He can be quite clumsy and forgetful. You’ll end up becoming his handyman like I am.”   “His first time he got into a Xanadu Craft, he broke the console,” Lizzy tells, making your mouth upturn.   Namjoon swallows down his food before asking, “If I may be intrusive, Y/N, is it really true that you were alone? In the forest, I mean.”   “I...was.”   “How long were you alone for?”   “I’m not sure. I think maybe two years.”   “And before that?”   “I...uh...traveled around and met different people.”   He leans forward. “And what happened to those people?”   “Well, some...passed away and others went somewhere else.”   “What did they pass away from?”   There’s a loud scraping of a chair against the tiled floor, grating to your ears. “I’m stuffed. Aren’t you, Y/N? I think we should head back now. Sorry, Joon, Lizzy. Might have to cut your questions short there. Maybe you can ask more next time.”   “Oh, alright then.”   They bid you farewell and Lizzy waves with a smile. As you exit, you look at Seokjin. “Thank you.” He saved you from answering, from bringing up memories you had no intentions of returning to.   Yet he smiles and then looks away, feigning ignorance. “For what?”   … .. .   They’re wrong. It’s not a shame at all to be with Jin at all. If anything, you think you’re quite fortunate. Ever since you’ve met him, he’s proven himself time and time again to be thoughtful and considerate — traits that you thought were gone in this era. But it’s him who makes it easier to deal with these changes, to enter into this new world.   … .. .   “I thought you were gone,” he says, looking down at you with a smile. You’re laying on his lawn in the middle of the night in bare feet. “I knocked on your door and then searched my whole house.”   “Where did you think I was?”   “I don’t know.” Seokjin plops down on his artificial grass, stretching out his body and laying beside you like all those times before. “I was worried. I thought something happened to you.”   “I’m sorry.”   “Don’t be.”   “I couldn’t sleep.”   It’s quiet as the pair of you look to the sky with your hands folded on top of your stomachs. The lamp posts nearby casted warm glows on your visages. The warm breeze making his cheeks rosy. Yet, none of you can see the stars — not with the light pollution of Arcadia, not when all the buildings were towering so high and covering it, not like out there in the middle of the forest.   “Remember when we were in the forest, Jin?”   “I do. I remember that one time, you didn’t completely put out the fire and my pants almost set on fire.”   You giggle and Jin relishes in the sound. “I apologized for that and who told you to sit so close to that spot?”   “Hey, I just wanted to be next to you.”   You remember the nights when you were able to drift off while staring at the horizon and how you were awoken by the first blush of dawn, sunlight coming through the trees. You have a feeling it’s going to be a long time before you have an experience like that again.   It’s going to be a long, long time. If ever again.   “I feel homesick,” you whisper, finally being able to pinpoint your emotions and it’s the most honest you’ve been since you arrived. “I don’t want to be paired up with anyone or have kids.”   Jin reaches out and you feel his hand against the back of yours. He holds it, clasping it tight. You shift and your eyes meet. “Don’t worry. They can’t make you do anything you don’t want to.”   You trust him.   … .. .   “If you want, we don’t have to eat in the dining center anymore. We can eat at home.”   The corner of your mouth pulls. “Is that allowed?”   “I’ll find a way around it,” Jin promises.   … .. .   “Please, Hoseok.”   “You know that’s not how the system works. There’s not much I can do anyway.”   “But you can put in your recommendation.”   He’s silent in contemplation. “She’s compatible with you, but more so compatible with others. Plus, she’d assimilate better with someone stricter.”   “I want to protect her. She’s my responsibility. Pair her with me.” Seokjin won’t let you be paired up with someone else in a family unit, expected to stay together and have children. He’ll keep his promise to you and be with you until the end — it’s also his selfish wish to be with you.   The other man sighs. “I’ll make a note of it, but I can’t promise anything.”   … .. .   You’re unfamiliar with the devices at hand — the kitchen appliances with automated voices that speak when you come close, the machines with tens of buttons you can’t read. They’re all things you once overlooked when you scrambled for remaining supplies.   “Is everything okay?”   “I’m trying to heat this up. You said I could use it, right?”   “Yeah. Here.” Seokjin comes behind you and takes your hand, guiding you where to press. “Click this button and then this one.”   You don’t understand technology at all. Even the television is odd, an overload on your senses.   “What do you think?” he asks, watching your reaction in amusement and how your eyes are as wide as the screen flashing against your face.   “It’s...a lot to take in.”   “That’s okay. Do you want to go outside instead? We can, if you want to.”   You glance out the window. “I’m fine here. I’m not used to there being so many people.”   “How about we work on some more worksheets?”   “Again?”   Jin laughs and the sound is tinkling. “You have to learn eventually. Come on.” He pulls you up and is happy to sit next to you at his kitchen table to teach you how to hold a pencil, how to write each letter and answer your questions.    You’re a fast learner. Today your strokes are smoother and you learn how to spell his name.   … .. .    Seokjin often knocks on your door before going to bed to bid you goodnight. Yet he seldomly finds you there, where you’re supposed to be. He wonders if you’re outside on his lawn again, but instead, he discovers you standing in his living room. You’re gazing out the window quietly with an unreadable expression.   “Is there something wrong?”   You turn around with a small smile. “I’m just a little homesick.”   He joins you, staring out at the city and the lampposts lined on the paved paths.    “How do we go outside, Jin? Not just outside, but beyond the dome.” To the forest again.   “Most people aren’t allowed outside because it’s dangerous. You would need to have my job or something similar, and that’s after you graduate from a three year program and pass several exams.”   It’s quiet and neither of you look at one another or speak when you reach over, discreetly taking his hand into yours. Seokjin laces his fingers through yours and squeezes.   He’s the only reason you can starve off the longing sewed uncomfortably in your chest.   ... .. .   In the following days, he receives a notification. The leaders are interested in you as a newcomer and extended an invitation to the party. So he helps you pick an appropriate outfit and the two of you enter with your hand looped around his arm as he reassures you.   “You must be Y/N!” The strangers, leaders of Arcadia, welcome you with tall bubbling glasses, one of which that you receive from a waiter. It tastes disgusting, but you try to not let it show on your face.   “It’s good to see that you’re getting yourself accustomed to Arcadia. I see you’re with your future partner this evening.”   The man laughs boisterously while you exchange expressions with Seokjin.   “That’s supposed to be a secret,” the woman beside him chides.   “Right, right. The postings of the new family units go up on Friday. My apologies for ruining the surprise, but I assume it is a happy one.”   You look up at him, gazing meeting Seokjin’s at once. The relief is overwhelming and what follows is a kind of excitement. Part of the weight lifted off your shoulders and Jin smiles tenderly. He leans in close, whispering in your ear so you’re the only one who hears—   “You shouldn’t look at me like that in a place like this or I might just do something about it in front of all these people.”   It’s bold. Unexpected but you know with the heat that rises into your face, it isn’t unwelcome.   “Y/N, is it?” The intimate moment is intercepted by other individuals approaching in blue attire, form fitting dress simple and modest. “You must be the newcomer! I’ve heard so much about you.”   “Yes, how has your transition been? Are you finding everything accommodating?”   You hope they don’t come close enough to feel the warmth radiating off your cheeks. “Yes. Arcadia has been very welcoming to me.”    They smile. “It’s so fortunate you can understand us and we don’t have to use those translating devices.”   “You were alone, correct?” another asks. “How did you fare in the wild like that? How did you manage to even eat?”   “I trapped animals like rabbits and squirrels and roasted them over fires.”   Laughter is suddenly roused all around you.   “Aren’t you glad you don’t have to do such a primitive thing anymore?”   “What I’m curious about is how you’re still alive without any radiation poisoning.”   “I used a radon detector. It was given to me a long time ago by an older woman who was with me. She died.” Automatic silence sweeps through the crowd. You clear your throat. “But I used it when I traveled through the cities.”   “I see.” Some are fascinated while others aren’t. “How preserved are these old cities?”   “Most buildings are still relatively in-tact. There are abandoned cars and buses too, but they’re useless without fuel and everything’s been raided, so there’s not much left. It’s one of the reasons I started to live in the forest.”   “Poor thing,” someone sympathizes, “Someone should’ve rescued you sooner. You wouldn’t have to suffer so much.”   “I didn’t suffer.”   They’re taken aback, clearing their throats and moving on from the subject. A man directs to the refreshment table — all the while Jin pulls you closer to him and away from the prying eyes of Arcadia.   … .. .   Later on in the evening when Seokjin’s gone to relieve himself, you meet an old man seated alone at the table.   “I was outside too,” he croaks. “Until two years ago.”   Your eyes find his — past the wrinkles are bright irises — and you remain silent.   “Many things happened that the people here would never understand. But my biggest regret is coming here willingly. Arcadia offers many things,” he says, “it has everything but one.”   “Freedom.”   … .. .   The words stick to you. Like flies to honey. Or the magnets on Jin’s fridge. They don’t cease from your mind — a plague that spreads, a pollutant that you can’t shake off no matter how hard you try.    Jin worries about you, but he doesn’t ask. He knows every time he does, you’ll reassure him that you’re fine.   So one night, he takes your hand and shows you to his television.   “Put this on.” He hands you a black, heavy device and smiles at your visible reluctance. “Trust me.”   You slip it on top of your head and it sits comfortably over your eyes, obstructing your vision in complete darkness. Headphones are put over your ears and you discover both of your senses of sight and sound are completely disabled. “What are you doin—”   The words die upon your tongue the moment the machine flickers on.   There are chickadees chirping and woodpeckers digging against the bark. The sound of insects flapping their wings in the beating sun and the whistling wind intensifies. You see the forest, a forest. Canopies of spruce, walnut, and alder cascading light to the verdant floor overgrown in shrubbery.   A cry chokes in your throat, but then it bubbles into laughter instead. You jump up and down.   “I see it. I see it!” You whirl around, looking in each direction. To the blue horizon and the sound of the rustling leaves.    Your home.   But when you take it off, it’s all gone. You’re shrouded in darkness with Seokjin’s features barely discernible. You’re trapped in the very utopia you had followed him to.   And you cry.   For the first time in his presence, for the first time in a long while, sobs break through your frame at what you’ve lost — what you’ve traded in, what you’ve given up. Jin embraces you, arms wrapped around your frame, trying his best to keep you whole.   “I want to go back.”   … .. .   Jin makes it easier to be in Arcadia. He gives you reason to become accustomed to it. He makes you wish you wanted to stay. But he’s not enough to dissipate your constant wistfulness.    He isn’t the solution to your plaguing dilemmas, but you’re glad he doesn’t have to bear that burden.    You wouldn’t want Jin to harbour the hardship of being your fix.   … .. .   It’s in the dead of the night that Seokjin comes out of his room and finds you. In the dark, you’re seated on the floor with your knees folded to your chest and the virtual reality headset slipped on top of your head, over your eyes and ears.   You’re taking it all in. The orchestral songs of nature, the birds and leaves, the swaying of the grass and flourishing shrubs, bathing in the warm sunlight you cannot feel.    He sees you, but doesn’t say anything, merely turning away.   At same time, you feel the presence of another and slip the device in time to catch his retreating backside.   “Jin,” you call out for him, knowing you’ve been caught.   He hums, turning around and the two of you look at one another.   “I’m sorry.”   The dark-haired man smiles tenderly. “It’s me who should apologize. I’m the one who brought you here selfishly.”   “It’s not your fault. I’m the one who agreed to some and I’m...the one having trouble adjusting.”   “That’s not it. The problem is you’re not where you should be. Home. Not my home. Not Arcadia. But your home. “   You stand and he meets you halfway.   You press your face to his shoulder and he embraces you. “I’ll help you go back,” Seokjin murmurs against your hair. “I thought you would be happy here, but I don’t want to keep you against your will.”   “Come with me.”   “You know I can’t,” he whispers in spite of your soft-spoken plea. “I have a life here. Like how you can’t leave yours. Arcadia is my home. It always will be.”   You hold him closer, shutting your eyes to savour the moment. “Won’t you get into trouble?”   “I’ll find some way.” The corner of his mouth turns. “I always end up fine. You will too.”   … .. .   The year’s posting goes up and just as the man had said, you and Seokjin are paired together. The two of you hold hands as you look at it, taking your time to read it over. It’s slow, but you understand nonetheless.   You’re congratulated by those around him, people you recognize and friends you have yet to know. It’s fortunate it worked out that way, but it’s still bittersweet, knowing of your upcoming departure.   And that same night, five hours past twelve, Jin takes you across Arcadia. The white shuttle is ready when you arrive in the dark and you scarcely recognize its scratched paint and dented surface. It’s the same one that he crashed in, the one that took him to you.   “I programmed the path back. It’ll go automatically without you needing to drive it. And once you close the door, it’ll come back on its own. I’ll erase the data’s history. Take this.” Seokjin gently places the sling of a heavy bag on your shoulder. “There are clothes in here, blankets, medicine, a first aid kit, some canned food and seeds of new plants you don’t have. It should help you out.”   Tears threaten to spill from your lash line. “Jin. Wait.”   Hope blooms within him, wondering if you’ve changed your mind, that you want to stay. But he knows having such selfish desires won’t help him, so he puts them away. Just for a moment.   He tries his best not to hang onto you, to hold you down.   “It was because of you that I could even cope so well. You made it so much easier for me. I...I…”   But Jin lets his greed slip.   He closes the distance and kisses you senseless. The man swallows your soft gasp and comes to cradle the back of your neck as you ease into him. You relish in the gentle touch, his tender affections and taste one another’s lips. It’s bittersweet, yet he pulls away with a faint smile.   “You should get in.”   You nod, pulling away from him. Everything the two of you wanted to say has already translated through the kiss.   Still, you take every moment you can and look to him. “Thank you, Jin.”   The doors whir as it closes. He gazes at you till the very last second, till it shuts. The thin whistle diminuendos as it lifts into the air. He watches the shuttle fade from sight and when the sun lifts at the first blush of dawn, what’s left is a streak of white in the sky.

The world is limitless.    You have learned of such a fact at a young age, traveling from desserts to mountains, finding all the hiding places and safe spots that others had claimed no longer existed. But they did and you’ve sought refuge in this forest, found a home amongst the rustling foliage and canopies ruled by spruce, walnut, and alder. There was just enough rays of light bursting through to allow the saplings to flourish and shrubs to overgrow. And without the presence of others, you could listen to the woodpeckers hammering against the wood, the wings of insects fluttering about.   Everything was the way you left it. Unchanged from the time you left like it was waiting for you.   It’s as if Arcadia and Seokjin was a fever dream. Except the mementos brought back with you reminds you otherwise. You dig into your bag, looking through what he’s given you, everything he picked out that he knew would help. But you discover something special at the very bottom.   It’s a black, thick rectangular piece of plastic reminiscent of a walkie-talkie, synced up to only one other without a third in between.   You hold the Erewhon device to your lips and press the side of the button.   “Hello.” There’s a pause. “My name is Y/N.”   Silence follows.   But then there’s the sound of static and someone’s crystal clear voice.   “Nice to meet you. I’m Seokjin.”   A wide smile spreads into your cheeks.

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Stupid doodlez

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RP Masterlist

Plots. Prompts. AUs. Tropes. What have you.

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Please know this: These will be updated from time to time! Many of these plots I’ve worked hard on and am eager to try out. Yes, a lot of them are romantic or darkly romantic -- sorry. Most of these can be altered to fit whatever we want. Some of them will be pretty hard to RP, I recognize. Whoops! Plenty of these can be really angsty, dark, and well -- hopefully we can have some fun with that.

                                                         Plots.

“Take it Back” // Pink Floyd Post-Apocalyptic AU Ten or so years after the Zombie Outbreak.

“The Scout.”

1.) Muse A is from a well secured township and is sent to scout as to why its sister location has gone radio silent. They run into Muse B on the way. Do they work together and travel to the sister location or is Muse B the reason the sister location is down?

1.2) If Muse B is the cause of the fall of the sister location, why? What were the reasons? What happened behind closed doors of that township?

“Supplies.”

2.) Muse A is on a supply run and runs into Muse B. Do they decide to band together for survival or do they fight for the supplies Muse A has found? 2.1.) Muse A is on a supply run and runs into Muse B. Muse B is wounded and Muse A manages to rescue and heal Muse B. Do they stick together afterwards or does Muse B skip town?

2.2) Muse B tells Muse A of their plans to go to a place that is claimed to be some sort of sanctuary by someone on the radio they’ve found. Muse A decides to accompany Muse B. Is it truly sanctuary or is there something rotten afoot?

“Provisions.”

3.) Muse B is caught by Muse A for hoarding rations and keeping more than their fair share. In a desperate attempt to keep Muse A from outing them and potentially being ejected from the group, Muse B confides in them that they’re pregnant and unsure of how they’re going to be able to survive with a child and so have kept extras for future use.

3.1) Muse A decides to kick it up a notch and has quickly placed themselves at Muse A’s side and vows to fulfill whatever roles Muse B needs, spouse, parent, provider, etc.

“Just a peek.” Life Could Be A Dream // The Crew-Cuts

1.) Muse B gets a furtive glance of the future. They see a fulfilling, wonderful life with Muse A -- kids, house, stability, true love, real happiness. Do they want it? Is this something they’ve dreamt of? Is it something they want with Muse A? Or is it something they never considered before? Something they never wanted at all? Do they pursue it or do they fight it? 

1.2) Muse B and Muse A do not get along or are enemies. What changes in Muse B’s behaviour after seeing the vision or do they maintain their stance?

1.3) Muse B got the vision wrong -- and it is not their future with Muse A but instead Muse C’s. Do they attempt to take it for themselves or let it go?

“Pack it up.” Send Me On My Way // Rusted Root

1.) The muses have to live with each other for some reason or another despite not liking each other. They’ve got to make it work. The apartment is cramped with only one bathroom. It’s up to them to make it into a cozy home. The muses must decorate and furnish their new apartment. To the shopping centers they go! 1.2) Muse A has been standoffish, cold towards Muse B for whatever reasons until they see Muse B do mundane, domestic, pedestrian things and finds themselves quickly falling for them. 1.3) Muse B has been nursing a crush on Muse A but due to Muse A’s standoffish nature towards them, they never let their feelings be known.

“If you go, I’ll stay. If you come back, I’ll be right here.” Where’s My Love // SYML Reincarnation!AU 

1.) The muses have spent every lifetime together, whether they know it or not. From their first incarnation, throughout every era, they have found each other, fought for each other, and loved each other. They’ve belonged together in any form. This time, it’s different… Muse A remembers all their past lives with Muse B. They know that they’re missing Muse B in this lifetime -- where are they?

1.2) Muse B is with someone else and it’s up to Muse A to win them back. Do they tell them of their past lives? How are they going to get the love of their lives back to where they belong: with them?

“Funnel cake madness.” Younger // Tony Anderson

1.) The muses go to the carnival! Rides, food, fireworks, and showing off at the games to win each other stuffed animals.

“Someone to stay.” Amnesia!AU Crimson and Clover // Tommy James and the Shondells

1.) Muse A suffers from amnesia and must rely on Muse B for just about everything.

1.2) Dark! Muse A actually doesn’t know Muse B and Muse B chooses to falsify memories and a whole life together with Muse A.

“absentia” The Night We Met // Lord Huron

1.) Muse A suddenly vanishes but no one is talking about it. Muse B is absolutely panicked over this as Muse A is special to them. But no one even recalls Muse A and think Muse B is losing it. Was Muse A even real or were they someone Muse B created to deal with trauma? Looking through photos and videos, there is no Muse A. When Muse B is about to accept that Muse A was never real… they find an old wallet photo of Muse A and Muse B together.

1.2) Muse B has a choice. Show others of this proof of Muse A or keep it hidden. Who is in on Muse A’s vanishing and erasure of their life? How will Muse B get them back? How far will they go to reclaim what’s theirs?

“Operation: Romance their pants off.” Fake Date!AU Tonight You Belong To Me // Patience and Prudence

1.) Muse A goes to Muse B to help them woo Muse C. Muse B is secretly in love with Muse A but they just want them to be happy, so they suck it up, and help Muse A.

1.2) Muse A decides the best way to get Muse C’s attention is through jealousy and convinces Muse B to fake date them.

1.3) Eventually it comes to light as to what Muse A is up to. Muse A made a move on Muse C and Muse C wants to know why Muse A is trying to cheat on Muse B. Muse A fesses up to what’s been happening and Muse C laughs it off and accidentally outs Muse B’s romantic feelings towards Muse A.

1.4) OR -- Muse A begins developing feelings for Muse B as they fake date and they have to figure out a way to stop fake-dating and start real-dating.

“Oh, god. It’s you.” Mr. Sandman // SYML

1.) Muse B does a summoning spell to locate their one true love. Muse A appears. These two do not get along. Confusion is had.

1.2) Muse A wants to know what the spell was. Muse B refuses to say.

1.3) Bonus. Muse B has done the spell wrong and now Muse A cannot go too far from them, forcing them to live together, work together, etc. Muse B starts to see why they’re their true love in the pedestrian, domestic, everyday things they witness Muse A doing.

“Second chances.” Mona

1.) After a one night stand, Mona doesn’t think she’s going to see Muse B ever again -- until she finds out she’s pregnant. Having fertility issues, she sees this as a second chance and seeks out Muse B to tell them she is keeping the offspring whether they want to be a part of it or not.

1.2) Muse B wants to be a part of the pregnancy and the child’s life, and so Mona moves in with them to give the relationship a shot, platonic or otherwise. 

“The Guy in the American Flag Onesie.” Josette

1.) Freshly new to this dimension, Jo attempts to settle into a typical terran life. But she’s no idea who all these heroes are. Watching the news at a diner, she cracks a joke about not knowing who Captain America is.

1.2) Overhearing this, someone sits down across from her, and tells her just who Captain America is -- from Steve Rogers himself.

                                                       AUs.

Grease Arranged Marriage Mermaid Fake Date Bodyguard Fake Engagement Love Potion Undercover Couple Wrongfully Convicted/Hiding from the Law College High School Soulmates [ fave ] Zombie Reincarnation Amnesia Time Traveling Roommates Forced Roommates Suddenly Parents Royalty (Victorian, Elizabethan, Medieval, Modern, etc) Spies Assassins Werewolf/Vampire ABO Yandere

                                                      Pairings.

Bad Guy/Good Girl Good Guy/Bad Girl Bad Guy/Bad Girl Neighbors Friends to lovers Friends with benefits to lovers Love at first sight Enemies to lovers Hero/Villain Hero/Civilian Hero/Antihero Villain/Civilian Teacher/Student Age Gap [legal!] Supernatural Creature/Human Supernatural Creature/Supernatural Creature Friends to enemies to lovers

                                       Prompts // Tropes.

Friends to enemies to lovers.

Magic Made Me Do It!

reverse fake dating: very in love couple has to pretend they’re not actually together.

Seasonal Things: Carving pumpkins, going on hayrides, going to haunted houses, trick ‘r treating, gift shopping, skiing, camping, hanging up Christmas lights, etc.

Mutual Pining. [ fave ]

The hero and villain falling in love.

Slowburn. [ f a v e ]

soft/hard: basically where one character is cold, ruthless, driven, and other is kind, forgiving, and gentle. Just complete opposites. How the cold one can be merciless to everyone else except the one person they love and how fiercely loyal and loving they are towards that person. On the flip side, the soft person soothes the cold one and has a way to make them feel truly happy, truly at peace for the first time in their lives. [ f a v e ]

Grungy, rogue, uncivilized Muse A and the proper, tidy, law-abiding Muse B falling in love with one another.

Opposites attract.

Blind dates.

Age differences.

Height differences.

You bonded with my kid and now we’re kind of a couple. [ fave ] // my kid adopted the quiet loner at the park and now I kinda have a boyfriend. [ fave ]

Mistaken identity. Shy muse and outgoing muse.

                                                       Songs.

I Found // Amber Run Into Dust // Mazzy Star Take it Back // Pink Floyd Coming Back to Life // Pink Floyd High Hopes // Pink Floyd Show Me Love // Laura Mvula Your Way Is The Way Home // Tired Pony Younger // Tony Anderson Tonight You Belong To Me // Patience and Prudence Mr. Sandman // SYML Where is my love? // SYML Body // SYML Life Could Be A Dream // The Crew-Cuts Be My Baby // The Ronettes yes to heaven // Lana Del Rey Crimson and Clover // Tommy James and the Shondells Crazy On You // Heart The Night We Met // Lord Huron Send Me On My Way // Rusted Root Where Is My Mind? // Pixies Someone to Stay // Vancouver Sleep Clinic Night Moves // Bob Seger Nights In White Satin // The Moody Blues Bad Blood // Neil Sedaka & Elton John Rocket Man // Elton John To Build a Home // The Cinematic Orchestra You // The Pretty Reckless I'm On Fire // Bruce Springsteen When the Night is Over // Lord Huron Hurts Like Hell // Fleurie

If anything here catches your interest, hit me up! I also have a discord I don’t mind sharing. :)

[radreactions]

Companions Getting Caught Writing Fanfics

Written by a guy who can dance better than Star Lord himself, @saintlyguy!

Ada: Accidentally playing one of Ada’s personal holotape journals led to quite the discovery; Ada likes stories. A particular favorite seems to be Frankenstein’s Monster, as evident in her own self insert. Wait, what?

“Forlorn after the death of their lover, the estranged Mr/Mrs. Freeze of the abandoned Vault 111 creates an automaton to care for them and maybe even grow to love.”

ADA WHAT?!

Cait: She’s scrappy and hasn’t exactly had a taste of the good life (albeit the nuclear apocalypse makes that nearly impossible). But that’s probably why she has a soft spot for that radio play on WRVR that came on about that street girl who gets taken in by some gentleman to be educated into some Fair Lady. Cait would often be seen singing and dancing all night about how the rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain; singing as if she were the punk taken in by Professor Sole-

“CLOSE THE DOOR! KNOCK NEXT TIME! Did you see anything?”

No Cait. The Sole Survivor definitely didn’t see you singing and dancing then shoving your fan script into your mouth to dispose of the evidence.

Codsworth: He can’t exactly write, but Codsworth can be found daydreaming his fantasy of being a titular sitcom butler. Because he already is living out his dream of serving his Sole Survivor! Accompanying them out in the wastes and tidying them as well as their house is perfect for a bot such as himself. Although he will put those Old World sitcom jokes to use.

“Hey Codsworth, could you make me a sandwich?”

The butler places his master’s head between two slices of bread.

“There, I’ve made you a sandwich.”

Curie: How in the world does a scientist develop a taste for sci-fi? Hanging around MacCready and Kent. If you go through Curie’s notes, you’ll see doodles and short stories of her and her Sole Survivor in many situations where motley romances could blossom. Like there’s one where she’s a hologram assistant to vigilante Sole in the year 2099. Hell there’s even one where she’s a doctor who develops feelings for a cyborg ninja.

Danse: A man who’s situated to the influence of knighthood and chivalry, you would guess right that you’d find some fantasy AUs in his room. One where he’s a paladin (of course); in fact one of five who must venture into the Castle of Lions to find the Legendary Defender. There’s even one where he’s a Templar who falls for runaway mage Sole, the very target he was sent to capture.

Deacon: Ok who gave Deacon those old sitcom holotapes? It’s bad enough that him being a pathological liar makes hime good at telling stories, but it’s worse when he puts his friends in them:

(SING ALONG)

“Here’s the story, of a single parent. who was gearing up to form some sort of crew.”

“There’s an android detective.”

“A robot butler.”

“Even a ghoulish mayor.”

“It’s the story, of a secret agent. One of the greatest to ever walk the wastes.”

“And a reporter.”

“An android doctor.”

“Ad Victorium!”

“So then one day all these people were assembled. To find the child who was stolen from the vault. And this crew was labeled The Companions. That’s how we all became the Fallout Bunch!”

Dogmeat: He can’t write, not that he needs to! His dreams are reality because he has YOU!

Gage: Pirates?! Oh come on! Is it cuz of the eyepatch? Or was it those stories Longfellow told? Well... I guess the idea of being the scourge of the seas does has it’s appeal. For the bootlicker Gage is, it wasn’t surprising that in most of his poorly written stories he was the Sole Survivor’s first mate. What was surprising and even off putting was that one fic where he was the prisoner of a siren and was made to... do things for his freedom.

Hancock: The mayor had always wanted to be in a rock band (he probably is one in another life), to the point of playing air guitar and even writing stories. Whenever Sole tries to see what he’s writing, Hancock lights it on fire and throws it. That’s because Sole was always in his rockstar fantasies; whether as his number one fan or manager. Sole got a peek at his stories when they found Hancock asleep in the middle of writing! And would you look at that, he even started writing a song.

Longfellow: A rugged man in a place like Far Harbor wouldn’t know where to find someone after Hannah. However stories of survivalists and men of the land making city girls swoon did have some appeal to him. His favorite being about a reporter falling for a guy who can commune with animals and survived a crocodile attack. He has written a story or two for fun; often there’s a damsel in distress who needs rescuing from the mediocrity of urban life.

Maxson: “What the hell is this?!” Sole thought to themself as they read Maxson’s fantasy of recruiting girls with cat ears into the Brotherhood, all of which have feelings for their Elder.

“Y’know. Like nya?”

................................

“Arthur. I don’t want your garbage.”

Nick: While Nick wasn’t a detective, he was an adventurer! At least on paper he was. He still had a fedora, but instead of a nightstick, Tomb Raider Nick had a whip! He’d go to exotic places and uncover the secrets of lost civilizations. Often he’d run into the mysterious stranger Sole who’s often after the same treasure as he is. Sometimes he wins, sometimes they win, and sometimes they both win...in bed.

“Nick, what are you typing?”

CTRL Z!

MacCready: You couldn’t have survived Little Lamplight without having some fun. Mac’s escape was comic books and writing his own stories, some of which insert him into The Unstoppables. Mac’s longest fanfic is where he is admitted into UA High School, Unstoppables Academy. There he trains to become ALL MAC, the symbol of peace!

“It’s fine now. Why? BECAUSE I’M HERE!”

The most recent chapter shows All Mac recruiting the anti-hero, Survivor on a mission and on a date.

Piper: She’s a reporter on and off the record. Someone as articulate in writing as Piper uses it as a past time as well. She writes bedtime stories for Nat as well as scribe her daydreams. Lately she’s been writing about a Boston Bugle reporter attempting to get an exclusive with the city’s super powered defender clad in a blue jumpsuit and red cape. Coincidentally this started a bit after she started traveling with the Sole Survivor.

Preston: He’s got a thing for diners. Yes diners. He’s seen many old ads that show the vibrant environment, delicious non irradiated food, and pretty waitresses. You can sometimes see him hanging in the old diners after establishing a perimeters to have a lunch and do paperwork. Wait, paperwork? What the hell is he writing?

“The strapping general sat down awaiting for his favorite waiter/waitress to take his order.

‘Want something sweet?’ They ask.

He responds ‘How about you?’”

Yep. Nope. It’s paperwork, definitely nothing else.

Strong: Sometimes Strong can be found using raider and glowing one blood to draw on the concrete in Sanctuary.

“Hey Strong, what are you drawing?”

“Us.”

On the pavement, there are two super mutants. One of them is drawn with synth coolant to have blue.

“Strong wishes you were super mutant. Humans are losers.”

Gee thanks Strong.

“Strong is loser too.”

“But together, we take back what we lose!”

Huh, that was actually sweet.

X6-88: This guy knows nothing outside of recapturing synths. Although in the Institute he has seen many old films that the scientists enjoy during their downtime. His favorite being the one where the singer and her bodyguard fall in love. He especially liked the song in that movie. When he was asked to write something for a maintenance test, X6 wrote a story of the bodyguard named X who’s hired to protect Boston’s favorite singer. And from that story, the Institute programmed a synth to sing. Although no one knows what happened to her. When charged with guarding the director’s parent, X6 was asked what he could do. Besides shooting.

“I can write.”

What have you written.

X6 pulled out a binder labeled Work in Progress.

It’s as heavy as a dumbbell.

[ao3feed-hiccstrid]

Sanctuary

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2XyxIPM

by Werepirechick

Hiccup hears the crackle of his radio on his hip and Astrid’s voice a second later.

“Rise and shine,” Astrid says, strong and chipper. “We have three video conferences today, all of which very important and not something you can put off. We’re also getting two new dragons from our sister sanctuary. Eret will be bringing them, around noon, so we have to clear out two adult enclosures before then. Oh, and the twins called in and said they broke an arm each again, so they’ll be late by about an hour.”

Hiccup smiles wryly, slowing his and Toothless’ glide as he answers the radio call. “Good morning to you, too, Astrid.”

(In another world, Hiccup and his riders run a proper dragon sanctuary. It's somehow working out for them.)

Words: 3017, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: How to Train Your Dragon (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Toothless (How to Train Your Dragon), Astrid Hofferson, Fishlegs Ingerman, Meatlug (How to Train Your Dragon), Snotlout Jorgenson, Hookfang (How to Train Your Dragon), Ruffnut Thorston, Tuffnut Thorston, Barf and Belch (How to Train Your Dragon), Valka (How to Train Your Dragon), Cloudjumper (How To Train Your Dragon), Gobber the Belch, Eret (How to Train Your Dragon)

Relationships: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III & Toothless, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/Astrid Hofferson, everyone & their dragons

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Animal Sanctuary, Nature Conservationist Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, aka the modern au where dragons are endangered species, bc humans suck, Veterinary Medicine, Discussion of Animal Death, Platonic Soulmates, THW was wrong they're not allowed to be split up ever, Environmentalism, Environmentalist Valka, Animal Rescue, basically just a fic about how i'd see our coexistence with dragons play out today, which going by the length of the endangered species list, wouldn't be an easy one

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2XyxIPM

[write-havoc]

The Flame Is Gone, The Fire Remains Ch. 5

Summary: Negan and Chuck have cemented their relationship and are proud parents of a new baby girl. Will they be able to balance their new found parenthood with keeping their community safe from the perils of the world?

Sequel to This Is How I Disappear

Fandom: The Walking Dead AU

Pairing: Negan/Original Female Character

Status: Ongoing

Contains: swearing, violence, blood, smut

Intended for readers 18+ of age only

Masterlists in my bio

——— Negan’s POV ———

I look at Simon, letting it fuckin’ sink in that we’re gonna fuckin’ know where Eldritch is laying his goddamn head.

“I wanna know the second our guys get back and tell us where that motherfucker is.”

Simon nods.

“And get on the horn and talk to Rick and Ezekiel. Tell them when we get Eldritch’s fuckin’ location, we’re gonna head out to scope the place. I want to fuckin’ start planning to kill that fuckin’ piece of shit as soon as we goddamn can.”

“Sure thing, brother” Simon replies. He claps me on the shoulder before fuckin’ leaving.

I turn back to Chuck and she’s fuckin’ staring at me. “I’m gonna fuckin’ get him this time.”

I can see her face fuckin’ twist up with worry. “I don’t want you to.”

I don’t fuckin’ understand. “What? Why? Why the fuck wouldn’t you want him dead?”

Her eyes start to well up. “I do,” she chokes out. “I just don’t want you risking your life to do it.” She puts her hand on Maddie’s head softly as she clutches her closer to her chest. “We need you, Negan,” she whispers.

Fuck, that almost breaks my heart. I walk over to her and hug her lightly so I don’t fuckin’ crush my little girl. “I’m gonna come back to you.” I cradle her face with one hand and set the other on Maddie’s head. “Don’t worry, baby girl.” I kiss her softly. “I’m never gonna fuckin’ leave you.”

The tears start to fall from her eyes. “You can’t prom-“

I don’t let her say it. “I will always come back to you. I will promise you that.” I sweep my thumb over her cheek to rid it of a fuckin’ tear. I hate to fuckin’ upset her, but I have to do this.

We sit together with Maddie on our laps, just holding onto each other until Simon comes back up a few hours later.

“Get the location?” I ask as I stand.

Simon nods. “Eldritch is in a mall over in Maryland. The guys are all ready to go, waiting for your say.”

“Relay the location to the Rick and Ezekiel,” I say to him as I move over to the door to pick up Lucille leaning against the wall. “Tell them we’ll meet at Alexandria and we’ll come up with a fuckin’ plan when we see what we’re dealing with.”

“Alright, boss.” Simon doesn’t waste any fuckin’ time and leaves.

When I turn back to Chuck, she’s already walking toward me with Maddie in her arms.

“I’m gonna see you off,” she says with tears in her eyes.

“Okay, baby girl.” I kiss her on the forehead before we head downstairs.

When we get to the waiting horses, I put Lucille on my saddle and take Maddie from Chuck.

“Daddy’s gonna be gone for a couple days. Take care of Mommy while I’m gone,” I say to her as she smiles up at me. “I love you, my little princess.” I kiss her on the cheek and she lets out a little giggle.

Chuck comes up to me and wraps her arms around me with Maddie between us. “Please be careful,” she whispers. “Don’t attack unless you’re sure you’re gonna beat him.”

I give her a kiss. “I won’t, baby girl. I promise.”

She takes Maddie back from me. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” I mount up, never once breaking eye contact with my girl. Not until I have to turn to leave.

It’s a long fuckin’ ride on the horses. We get to Alexandria and strategize with Rick and Ezekiel. Since The Kingdom is just about as far away from Alexandria as The Sanctuary, Ezekiel and his men got there not long before we did. After our little rest and planning session, we head out again.

The bridge is fuckin’ clear, so we cross it easily. Once we’re on the other side of the river into Maryland, we decide to split the fuck up. With all of our guys combined, we got a hundred or so people in our caravan. Splitting up will allow us to go faster and to be less fuckin’ conspicuous. It also means that we can hit this place from both sides.

The biters seem to be pretty goddamn sparse the whole way, so the ride is mostly uneventful. We push through the night and get to the fuckin’ mall just before dawn.

It’s a fairly large fuckin’ building surrounded by parking lots, which isn’t fuckin’ ideal. That’ll make it fuckin’ hard to get close to the building without being seen. Thankfully, there’s a fuckin’ forest surrounding the parking lot on the front and one side, so me and Rick take half the men to hide in the trees. Ezekiel takes his guys to hide amongst the fuckin’ buildings to the back and we all start to look for the weak spots.

Fortunately for us, there’s a lot of fuckin’ windows in the building, so we can see in pretty goddamn easily with our binoculars and shit. Once the sun comes up, anyway. We start to see people fuckin’ milling around as they wake up. Everyone we see aren’t exactly fuckin’ heavily armed. In fact, it looks like there not fuckin’ armed at all.

“You seeing any guns?” I ask Rick as we both have binoculars held up to our eyes. He and Daryl are the two closest guys standing around me.

“No,” he answers. “You know what else I’m not seeing?”

“What?”

“Crops,” he replies. “Or animals.”

I put the binoculars down. “I noticed that, too. There’s no fuckin’ way they got numbers in there without raising crops or animals for food. And there ain’t exactly a lot of animals to hunt around here and anything scavenged would be gross as fuck now.”

Daryl pipes up. “There couldn’t have been much more than twenty people that attacked us with them BB guns.”

Rick turns to look at him. “You think that’s all they got?”

“I’m not seein’ signs of much more,” he answers.

I look back through my binoculars. “I’m not either. But there’s interior rooms and shit in there. People could be hiding. I went to that fuckin’ mall a few times and there’s a ton of fuckin’ space in there.”

Rick scratches at his beard. “There’s no solar panels. Doubt there’d be enough fuel left to run generators here.”

“So no power,” I finish Rick’s thought. “Those interior stores would be dark as fuck without windows. Unless they went full mole-people, they’d probably be out where they could see what the fuck they’re doing. I’m doubting they got as many fuckin’ guys as we do in there.” I focus on the people walking around in what was the fuckin’ food court and notice something. “Are they all fuckin’ dressed the same?” They seem to all be wearing long black or gray coats and dark pants.

Daryl and Rick look at what I am and let out uncomfortable grunts.

“That’s weird,” Rick finally comments. “Are we dealing with a cult?”

“Fuck,” I groan. “I fuckin’ hope not. Who the fuck would follow that pretentious dickhole?”

Now that I think about it, Eldritch seems like the exact kind of crazy motherfucker to start a cult.

“Those people The Kingdom let in did commit suicide just to turn,” Rick brings up. “That seems like cult behavior. Or at least crazy behavior.”

“Goddamnit,” I mutter to myself. “If these motherfuckers are full on crazy, that changes shit. They’ll be fuckin’ unpredictable.”

“We got more men,” Rick states optimistically. “And we’re well armed.”

“Yeah,” I nod. “But they play fuckin’ dirty. And I don’t want any of us getting fuckin’ nicked by a tainted fuckin’ projectile and turning. We got all that open space to cover before we even get to the building.”

“It ain’t open ,” Daryl jumps in. “There’s cars we can blend in with all over the place. If we wait until dark and don’t move too fast, they won’t notice us comin’. It ain’t a full moon tonight. It’ll be dark.”

We spend the rest of the fuckin’ day planning and strategizing. By the time the sun starts to set, all of us are getting into position. When it’s fuckin’ dark, we start to move forward in small groups, slowly weaving in between the cars. Luckily for us, the dead seem to be staying away, so we can do this shit without any surprises from them.

We finally all surround the goddamn building and some of us make our way inside. We keep some guys on the exits, just in fuckin’ case these fuckers try to flee. None of Eldritch’s guys are fuckin’ up and about, which is either good or really fuckin’ bad. We might fuckin’ catch them unawares, or they might be lying in fuckin’ wait.

A gunshot rings out on the other side of the mall. Hopefully it came from Ezekiel’s guys.

“Guns up,” I call out, anticipating the baddies to start coming at us. I got Lucille in one hand and my handgun in the other. I haven’t exactly split any skulls recently, so I didn’t want to deny my dirty girl the chance.

We keep pushing forward cautiously, still hearing the gunshots from the other side. Then it dies down and our radios go off.

Ezekiel’s voice comes through the speakers. “We have slain half a dozen that attacked us and we’ve found just as many that surrendered easily.”

That’s fuckin’ confusing. Maybe these fuckers aren’t so goddamn crazy. At least not all of them. Right at the fuckin’ moment I’m thinking that, some crazy ass fuckface comes running out of a hallway at us full bore, covered in fuckin’ blood and guts wielding a goddamn machete.

“Holy shit!” I call out and bring up my pistol to shoot that fucker.

We all end up fuckin’ shooting him and he drops like a sack of fuckin’ potatoes, full of holes.

“Keep alert!” Rick yells to all of us as we stand our ground. “Ears open!”

Just a moment later, we hear a weak voice coming from one of the dark stores. “We don’t wanna fight.”

I’m not taking any chances. “Come out slowly with your fuckin’ hands up!” I call out to whoever the fuck is in there.

A frail looking woman and man and an equally frail teenage girl come out with their hands raised to the fuckin’ sky. They’re wearing goddamn rags and look like fuckin’ holocaust victims.

“You infected?” I ask.

“No, sir,” the man answers.

Some of our guys go over to them to check for weapons.

“They’re clean,” my savior says.

“Where’s Eldritch?” I ask immediately.

The man starts to answer. “He lives on the upper floor in the Sears store.” He points weakly with his bony finger in the direction. ���We never followed him,” he adds. “We we’re here first. Our people. He came in and took over. I-I don’t know how he got so many of us to believe him, but they turned into monsters. They wouldn’t let anyone leave.”

The woman and girl cling to each other as they start to fuckin’ cry.

The man continues. “If you didn’t obey, you starved. I wouldn’t let him...” He looks away. “I wouldn’t let him sleep with my daughter, so we were all punished.”

“Goddamn,” I mutter. That’s fucked up. “Is the Sears gonna be fuckin’ guarded?”

“Yes,” he answers. “Most of his fighters are up there. We were about to make a run for it since Eldritch pulled them off the exits. But you guys showed up.”

Me and Rick share a look as if to say, “What the fuck do we do with these guys?”

“Are there others like you around here?” Rick finally asks. “People that want out.”

“There are five more in the store,” he answers. “And some others, too. I’m not sure where.”

“How many fuckin’ guards up top?” I ask.

“Maybe ten.”

“Armed?”

“Yeah. I don’t know exactly how many, though.”

“Any more fuckin’ berserkers like that crazy fuck over there?” I point to the dead guy a few yards away.

“I don’t think so.”

Me and Rick share another look before he speaks again.

“Gather those people and leave. You can set off on your own or you can wait for us. Then we’ll see about getting you a home.”

He woman starts to sob. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

We call it in to the guys on the exit to let them out and head upstairs. The Sears is at the very end of the building, so we have a lot of ground to cover. When we’re halfway down the hall, Abraham calls out, “Movement ahead!”

We all only have a split second to get cover before bullets start flying. We return fire and when there’s a lull in the action, we push up. We start picking the fuckers off one by one until only a few are left.

“Fuckin’ surrender, assholes!” I call out. “You’re not gonna fuckin’ make it out of this alive!”

We hear guns siding along the ground then three sets of hands raise from their hiding spots near the entrance to the store.

Rick yells to them, “Come out slowly!”

They start to obey. That is, until their fuckin’ heads explode one by one from the back forward. We all get back in cover, since it seems like someone is shooting from inside the goddamn store.

“Put your fuckin’ weapons down now!” I scream.

“Loyalty is so hard to find these days!” Eldritch’s voice echoes through the halls.

“I want this fucker alive!” I call out to the guys around me. I’m certainly not giving him an easy way out.

“It looks like you’ve been making friends,” Eldritch says fuckin’ smugly.

“Goddamn right I did. Because that’s what a leader fuckin’ does. He doesn’t starve his fuckin’ people. Enslave them. Turn them into fuckin’ mindless kamikazes.”

“ Those people were loyal. They got it. They understood what this all meant.”

As he speaks, Rick whispers, “Anyone got eyes on him?”

Sasha answers. “To the left. Behind a display shelf. Keep him distracted,” she says to me.

I nod. “What the fuck does that mean?” I call out to him.

Sasha, Dwight, Abraham, and Jerry all move off to the left and push forward closer to the entryway of the store.

“It means,” Eldritch starts to answer and I can hear the barely contained rage behind his voice, “they understood that I have the power here! This is my fucking domain! You can’t take it away from me again!”

“What the fuck do you think I’m doing here, you limp dick fuck?! I already killed your goddamn men! I got your fuckin’ hostages downstairs and I’m gonna fuckin’ show them what a real leader looks like! What real power is!”

“I will kill every last one of them before I let you take them!” he screams.

“Try it, bitch! Come out here and fight like a man!” I push him further. Sasha and the others are in position now, I just gotta get him to leave his fuckin’ spot.

Eldritch laughs a maniacal fuckin’ laugh. “A real man?” He laughs again. “Ask sweet Miss Charlotte about that! I certainly showed her what a real man is like.”

He’s trying to get to me. It’s fuckin’ working, but I’m not gonna let it show.

“You didn’t do shit to her! In fact, she told me you didn’t seem man enough to try anything! And she was right ! You couldn’t even keep a fuckin’ pregnant woman hostage! How fuckin’ inept do you gotta be to let a pregnant woman give you and all your men the slip?!”

He starts to shoot blindly at us from his cover, so we all duck down.

“He’s running!” Dwight yells and we all start to run into the store after him.

There are floor to ceiling windows all along the back of the fuckin’ store, so we all can see that Eldritch is running straight for them. He shoots some of them out with his gun, shattering the glass and I realize what he wants to fuckin’ do.

“Don’t let him jump!” I scream to the guys ahead of me.

Sasha lunges for him, knocking him into his fuckin’ belly just feet before the window. Abraham comes in and sets his weight on him, holding him the fuck down as he fights fuckin’ hard to get up.

“You didn’t win, Negan,” he growls. “You didn’t win!”

“I sure as fuck did!” I answer as I get closer to him.

Even though Eldritch is struggling, Sasha manages to get zip ties on his wrists and ankles.

I kneel down and wrench that fucker’s head up by his hipster ass hair so he can look at me. “You’re just a no dick prick who thought he could tussle with the big boys.” I lean in closer. “And I’m telling you, I’m a very big boy. And you made a fuckin’ mistake pissing me off, dipshit.”

“What are you gonna do, old man?” he grunts out, since I still have him in that uncomfortable position with his back arched. “So you’re gonna kill me. I don’t give a shit! Fucking kill me!”

I slam his head down on the hard tile floor, the crunch of his nose fuckin’ shattering seems to echo for a second. “Oh, you don’t fucking know me well at all.” I lean down closer to him and lift his head again. “You know what I did to the last man that touched my girl?” I ask quietly so he has to listen fuckin’ hard. “I sliced his face up with a switchblade. I broke both of his collarbones and then I hit him so goddamn hard in the dick with Lucille I broke his pelvis. All while he was alive.” I lean in even closer. “And then I fuckin’ crushed his windpipe with my bare fuckin’ hands and waited the seven fuckin’ minutes to see the life slowly drain from his eyes.”

I can see the fear on his fuckin’ face, but he’s still acting fuckin’ tough.

“You don’t scare me,” he whispers.

“Then you’re just as fuckin’ dumb as I thought you were.” I stand and start to walk away. “Put a bag over his head and throw him on the back of my horse,” I call out.

When we’re all back outside, we got some decisions to make. There are fourteen people in various stages of starvation all huddled together, scared out of their minds. None of them decided to go it alone, which is smart on their parts. But now we gotta figure out what to do with them. We all decide to split them up amongst us, five to The Sanctuary, five to The Kingdom, four to Alexandria. The few families in there weren’t split up cuz that would be fuckin’ heartless. They all get loaded onto horses and wagons to ride off to their new homes.

Rick walks up to me. “What are you doing with Eldritch?” he asks.

“You can leave. Me and my men will take care of it.”

“What are you doing with him?” he asks again pointedly.

I shake my head. “I’m not sure. I have an idea.”

“Well, what is it?”

I let out a huff. “I know things have been hunky fuckin’ dory for a bit with all of us, but this isn’t gonna be all judge and jury court stuff where the sentence is decided by a council. This is gonna be punishment . What he fuckin’ deserves.”

“Did you really do all that?” he asks. “Was it to Brendon?”

I nod. “Yeah. I fuckin’ did all that.”

“Should I be worried?”

I let out a scoff. “You told me your-fuckin’-self that you bit out a man’s throat for your son.”

“That was to protect him. It wasn’t vengeance .” He lets out a breath and puts his hands on his hips. “Are you still torturing Gregory?”

“You know he deserves it,” I spit back.

“We’re trying to make a better world here. We can’t do that if this is the kind of justice we’re doling out.”

“You want Eldritch alive? After all this?!”

“No. I want him dead. But this... torture. This revenge. It has to stop. It can’t be like this, Negan.”

“I’m taking him, Rick. And I’m gonna give him what he deserves. You’re not gonna fuckin’ stop me.” I glare at him a moment. “I need this,” I say more quietly. “He almost took everything I love away. My girls. What would you do?”

He looks away and shakes his head, taking a moment before he speaks again. “I’ll help you. If we kill him before we get home. No prolonged torture. This ends today.”

I stare at him for a second. “Fine,” I concede. “But I want to do it my fuckin’ way.”

“And you’ll execute Gregory when you get home,” he tacks on.

I let out a huff. “Fine.”

He nods. “Let’s do this.”

We only take a few men with us, Dwight, Arat, Daryl, and Michonne. We ride out and find the perfect spot, an open field with a lone oak tree standing tall. Under one of its branches, we start to dig a pit about seven feet deep. It takes us the whole rest of the night, but at least the temperature isn’t too fuckin’ hot so we don’t die of goddamn heat stroke.

Eldritch, still fuckin’ tied up with the bag on his head, pipes up every once in a while. Someone’s usually right there to slap him to shut the fuck up, though.

We keep digging until after the sun comes up. As me and the guys finish up with the hole, the girls go out and gather us some walkers. When they come back with six biters, we push them all in the pit and take a rest for a few minutes before we get shit started.

“What the hell is going on?” Eldritch calls out. He has no idea because he still has his eyes fuckin’ covered. “Fucking answer me!”

Alright. It’s fuckin’ on now.

“You’re gonna fuckin’ find out.” I stomp over to him and drag him away from where he is sitting under the tree so he’s right where I want him. I nod to Daryl and he comes over with a rope.

Me and Rick cut the zip ties keeping Eldritch’s hands behind his back and pin them above his head so Daryl can tie them with one end of the rope.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Eldritch asks, a little panic in his voice.

“Shut the hell up!” the redneck growls out.

When we have Eldritch tied back up, I take my knife out and start to cut the clothes off him.

He squirms more as panic sets in. “What the fuck are you doing!?”

“I’m not gonna make you put on a nightie if that’s what you’re fuckin thinking.” I stop what I’m doing and stand back up. “Shit. I shoulda made you wear a nightie. That woulda been fuckin’ hilarious. Wouldn’t it?”

Michonne shoots me one of those mom looks.

“What?” I shrug.

She just shakes her head.

I finish cutting off his clothes until he’s fuckin’ naked. “You really do have a tiny dick.” I almost have to say that. I guess it’s not really tiny, but I’m not gonna say that . I’m definitely bigger than him. Just saying.

“Shut the fuck up.” He tries to squirm more as if that’s gonna fuckin’ help him.

Daryl throws the rope up and over the fuckin’ tree branch that’s about ten feet above the top of the pit and attaches it to one of the horse’s saddles, making a pulley. As he’s doing that, I bend down over Eldritch and take off the fuckin’ bag covering his face. He instantly whips his goddamn head around to see where he is and what’s fuckin’ going on. I nod to Daryl and he mounts the horse, pushing it forward slowly. The rope goes taut against the branch and then starts to pull Eldritch by the arms closer to the pit.

“Whoa, whoa!” Eldritch calls out. “What the fuck!”

“Wait! Stop!” I yell and Daryl stops the horse. “I almost fuckin’ forgot!” I walk around to stand by Eldritch’s still bound feet. “I promised my dirty girl a drink!” I swing Lucille off my shoulder show him. “But she hasn’t had even a drop to wet her whistle!” I bring her back and swing her down, like I’m gonna fuckin’ hobble the motherfucker, but I stop short causing him to let out a pathetic fuckin’ whine. Instead of hitting him, I run Lucille’s barbs over the bottoms of his feet, cutting them open as he screams like a bitch.

I nod back at Daryl and he pushes the horse forward again. The rope pulls Eldritch closer and closer to the fuckin’ pit of snarling biters. As he gets lifted into the air, he starts struggle more.

“What the fuck is this?!” Eldritch manages to get on his feet, sorta, as the rope pulls his upper body into the air. He drags his fuckin’ heels, like that’s gonna stop anything. “You can’t fucking do this!”

“I think I am, shitface.”

Finally, he feet get dragged over the pit, over the fuckin’ dead ones that want to eat him, and he curls his legs up as high as he can.

“That’s enough, Daryl,” I call out and he stops.

Eldritch is grunting and yelping as he tries to figure out how the fuck to get outta this. Which isn’t gonna fuckin’ happen. All he can do is try to keep his fuckin’ feet as high as he can.

“You want me to lower him?” Daryl asks. Shit, that redneck is growing on me.

“Nah. He’ll get tired soon,” I answer from just a few feet away from the pit. Rick, Michonne, Arat, and Dwight are all standing further back on the other side across from me.

“Jesus Christ!” Eldritch screeches. “You’re gonna feed me to them?!”

“Did you just figure that out?” I laugh. “Shit! You really aren’t that smart.”

“Y-You...” he turns to the others, “you’re gonna let him do this to me?!” His voice is fuckin’ high pitched and strained.

“You did this to yourself,” is Rick’s answer.

After a few minutes, and with the blood from Eldritch’s feet whipping the dead fucks into a frenzy, he changes tactics. “You can let me go. You’ll never see me again. I promise!”

“And let you fuck up some poor innocent peoples lives again?” I scoff. “I think not!”

“I wouldn’t!” he snivels. “I would stay by myself!”

“Fuckin’ save it!” I bite back.

“I wasn’t gonna hurt Chuck! I was gonna give her back!”

“Shut the fuck up!” I yell. “I know what you were gonna do with her!”

“I wasn’t- I like Chuck! I wouldn’t hurt her!” His feet dip a little too low, but the second he feels the hands of the tallest biter, he tucks his legs back in as quick as he can.

“Don’t you say her fuckin’ name!” I roar. “I know exactly the fucking monster you are! All those women slaves you had at that compound, they were smarter than your fuckin’ men! They survived! And they told us everything!”

I see the realization go across his face. He can’t talk his way out of this. There’s no fuckin’ way he’s surviving this day. Then I see his tactics change again. He still has that fear on his face, but he’s not gonna fuckin’ beg anymore.

“I was going to keep Chuck,” he comments. “I was going to raise that baby in her belly as my own and make more after that. As many as I could.”

“That didn’t fuckin’ happen because she outsmarted you, shit-for-brains.”

I know what he’s doing now. He wants me pissed off so I just kill him. But I want him to suffer too fuckin’ much to allow that.

The horse suddenly takes a step back which drops Eldritch a few inches.

“Shit! Shit!” he yelps and tries to keep his feet away from the fuckin’ hungry biters.

“Looks like the horse has it out for you, too!” I joke.

After that, Eldritch shuts up, but he’s still trying his fuckin’ hardest not to get eaten. After close to an hour, his whole body is fuckin’ trembling as he struggles to keep his feet out of the walkers’ mouths. Then, his legs drop. I guess his fuckin’ muscles just failed.

He lets out a fuckin’ scream as the dead fucks start to chomp down on his toes. Within fuckin’ minutes, there’s nothing left of his feet. I’ll hand it to the fucker, he’s still conscious. Barely, but his eyes are open.

“That’s gross as fuck!” I turn to the others, but none of them are even fuckin’ watching, all their eyes on the ground. “Back it up,” I call out to Daryl.

He lowers Eldritch about a foot and the biters feast on all the new flesh. Eldritch is fuckin’ in and out of consciousness, I don’t know from the pain or from blood loss. But when he’s awake, he’s fuckin’ screaming. And that’s what I want. I want him to realize just how bad he fucked up. And I want him to suffer for it.

I really would have liked to see him get eaten from the feet up and still be alive once the biters got to his head, but as soon as they get to his thighs, he’s fuckin’ gone. Too much blood loss, I guess. Oh well.

“I’m gonna cut him lose,” Daryl calls out.

“No!” I immediately respond. “We’re gonna keep that fucker just like this. Leave him to fuckin’ turn, half eaten.”

Rick starts to walk toward me. “We’re not doing that, Negan.”

“Yes we are!” I growl out. I hear a noise and turn to see a fuckin’ bolt sticking out of Eldritch’s head. “No!” I whip my head to Daryl, who lowers his crossbow.

Michonne’s calm voice comes from behind me. “We’re putting them all down.”

As she and Rick start to go to town on the dead fucks in the pit, Daryl cuts the rope loose from the saddle, making Eldritch drop into the growing pile of bodies.

“You didn’t have the fuckin’ right!” I call out to them.

Rick looks up to me. “It’s done, Negan.”

“He deserved-“ I start, but Rick interrupts me.

“Would Chuck want that?”

“Don’t you fuckin’ do that,” I bite back. But he’s right. She wouldn’t and I know it.

Daryl walks up to me. “Eldritch deserved to die and that’s what happened. He’s gone and we’re all safer now.”

I look down and shake my head. All the shit I imagined I’d do to Eldritch... It’s all fuckin’ done now. Just an hour’s worth and he’s dead. That’s it.

“You’re a father now,” Rick says quietly from right beside me. I didn’t realize he even walked up to me.

“He almost took that from me, Rick,” I whisper and lift my eyes to his.

He sets his hand on my shoulder. “He’s gone. Now you can move forward. With your family .”

I nod my head. I suppose there’s nothing else I can fuckin’ do about it, anyway.

We all mount up and leave. By the time we’re back across the river into Virginia, it’s pretty late. I decide to stay overnight in Alexandria and head out in the morning.

After calling Simon on the radio and telling him I’ll be back tomorrow, I head to Aaron’s to sleep there. It’s only been a couple of weeks since he lost his husband, so I figure I should say something to him. Chuck has been keeping in touch with him on the radio almost every fuckin’ day, but I haven’t talked to him too much.

He gives me a small smile as he opens his door to me. “Hey, Negan.”

“Hey, Aaron.” I walk into his house. “How you doing?”

“Getting there, I guess.” He closes the door. “Are you hungry? I can heat you up some leftovers.”

“That sounds fuckin’ great.”

As I eat at his dining room table, he sits with me sipping on a cup of tea.

“You got him?” he finally asks.

I know he means Eldritch. “Yeah. I got him.”

“How?”

I look up from my plate. “Do you really want to know?”

“That man’s attack killed my husband. He kidnapped my niece. Yes, I want to know.”

I set my fork down. “Rick stopped me from doing what I really wanted. But, I guess he was right to.” I let out a sigh. “We dangled him over a pit of biters and let them eat him from the feet up. He died within a goddamn hour. The biters only got up to his fuckin’ thighs.”

Aaron nods. “Good,” is all he says.

I pick up my fork and take another bite. “Chuck really wants to see you,” I change the subject.

“Yeah,” Aaron replies. “I guess I haven’t been much for traveling lately.”

“I was thinking that maybe Chuck and Maddie could come here. We’ve been doing a good ass job at keeping our shit clear and safe. With that fucker Eldritch gone, I think we could do it.”

His face lights up. “Really?”

“Yeah. Why not? I might be a nervous wreck the whole way here, but I think it’d be fuckin’ nice for Chuck to get out of The Sanctuary for a bit.”

“I’d like that a lot.”

———   ———

 As soon as Chuck hears on the radio that Negan is approaching, she heads downstairs with Maddie to greet him. Not only is she excited to see Negan, but she wants to hear that Eldritch is finally gone, once and for all.

“There’s my girls!” Negan calls out after dismounting his horse. He jogs over to Chuck holding Maddie and scoops them up in a hug.

“Is it over?” Chuck quietly asks.

“Yeah, baby girl. It’s over.”

As the summer heat starts to cool and the crops near their harvest, life goes on. Quite well, actually. All of the communities are prospering. The free trade between them continues and all of the communities have plans to get through the approaching winter in a few months.

Since it’s still pretty nice out, Chuck and Negan are walking the grounds with Maddie, letting her get some sun. Simon makes an appearance and sweeps Maddie away in his arms to walk around the gardens with Chuck and Negan following.

“He’s kinda adorable with her,” Chuck comments to Negan.

“Yeah. I’m glad he didn’t decide to hate my ass for everything.”

“He’s a good man. I’m glad he’s happy with everything. And with Patty, too.”

“They are quite the couple.” Negan chuckles.

Simon circles around and starts to walk toward Chuck and Negan.

“Say Uncle Si Si,” he says to the little girl. “Si Si,” he repeats.

Before Negan or Chuck can comment on Simon trying to hijack Maddie’s first word, Negan’s and Simon’s radios go off.

“ We’re escorting three people into our territory. Unarmed. No bites, but they’re skinny. Look pretty harmless ,” the savior starts. “ They said they knew Simon. We didn’t confirm he was here .”

Simon looks confused as he hands Maddie over to Chuck. “Who the fuck would know me?”

“Looks like we’re gonna find out.” Negan brings his radio up and pushes the talk button. “I want extra guards on the gates just in case some shit is gonna go down.” He turns to Chuck. “Hang back.”

“Okay. You think they’re a threat?”

“Everyone’s a fuckin’ threat until they’re not.”

Laura escorts Chuck a ways back, but still within range to hear what’s going on at the gate. After a few minutes of waiting, Chuck sees saviors walking in, surrounding the three newcomers. She sees the instant Simon recognizes them, his face twisted in shock and relief. Negan seems to recognize them, too.

“Holy shit!” Negan calls out.

“Simon!?” the young woman of the group, who looks to be about Chuck’s age, almost sobs.

“Mikayla?!” Simon pushes himself through the saviors to wrap the woman in his arms.

The two men, who look to be identical twins in their early twenties, hug him, too.

Chuck, figuring there’s no threat, starts to walk towards Negan, eager to figure out who these people are.

Simon pulls away from the hug to get a good look at the men. “And the boys, too.” He pats one of them in the cheek. “I thought you were dead.”

When Chuck gets close enough to Negan, he wraps his arm around her. She can see that Simon has tears running down his face, so she figures that these newcomers were very close to him before the end.

“Mom died a year ago,” one of the boys says, his voice full of emotion. “Grandma about six months after everything went to hell.”

Chuck puts it together then. These people are Simon’s niece and twin nephews. He had only mentioned them maybe once or twice before. The newcomers end up turning to Negan with smiles on their faces. Negan returns it easily.

“You kids fuckin’ grew up.” He holds his arms out and the newcomers gladly accept his hug. “Why don’t we get you guys to the doctor and get some fuckin’ food in you.”

Simon goes inside with his family as Chuck and Negan follow behind.

“I’m so happy for Simon,” Chuck says to Negan. “He has some of his family back.”

“They were always good fuckin’ kids,” Negan explains. “Simon was real close to them their whole lives. Until they moved to Colorado with their mom. He always hoped this shit didn’t make it out there and they were alive.”

Maddie starts to fuss in Chuck’s arms.

“I better get upstairs to feed her,” Chuck comments.

“I’m gonna get the kids all situated.”

Chuck giggles at the way he refers to the newcomers. He must’ve been close to them, as well. It makes sense, considering Negan and Simon were such good friends for so long.

Negan bends down to kiss Maddie’s head and then Chuck. “I’ll be up later.”

Chuck goes back upstairs, with Laura escorting her. The whole time she has a huge smile on her face. She’s happy. Negan’s happy. And Simon’s happy, too.

[loverknj]

end of the day [kth]

PAIRING: kim taehyung x reader

WARNINGS: idol!au; just pure fluffffff (for once i’m not writing angst huhu) 

WORD COUNT: 1.0 k 

A/N: yesterday was a quite bad day for me as i fell during work and hurt myself so i decided to write a fluff to cheer myself and hopefully all of you all up as well ♡ hope you are all doing super well, heheh sending you all my love, moon and stars. Enjoy! ♡ 

If Taehyung were to choose his favourite time of the day, he’d undoubtedly blurt out 2:18 a.m.. 

2.18 a.m., when the moon hangs proudly on the night sky and the stars shyly hide behind the clouds, peeking at the sleeping city below. Where the roads are left deserted, with the occasional car zooming past and the only friend to the rare passersby were the 24 hour convenience stores with bright neon signs and the yellow street lights which glowed onto the dull asphalt.

And with the moon and the stars being the only audience, there was undoubtedly not a need to worry about a single thing, which was amongst one of the reasons why Taehyung loved this time the most, but why 2:18 a.m. grew on him, wasn’t just due to the peace and quiet he got from it, but because it was the only time where he didn’t have to live under the blinding lights of cameras and with the eyes of millions on him as he didn’t have to be V, member of worldwide sensation BTS or Kim Taehyung, an award winning actor. 

No; because at 2:18 a.m, he could just be Kim Taehyung, an ordinary 23 year old from Geochang. 

At 2:18 a.m., he was just be a grandson to his grandparents, a son to his parents, a brother to his siblings and members, a father to yeontan, a dancer, a singer, a worker in the entertainment business, an avid anime fan…. But most importantly, at 2:18 a.m, he’s a lover. 

Your lover.

Your lover who currently lays beside you, with your head resting on his arm and your fingers slowly dancing across his chest, you couldn’t help but send a prayer to the heavens for this little blessing right here: him dressed in his favourite silk pyjamas, barefaced with dishevel, messy hair running in all directions, humming along to the LANY song playing from the radio; and you swear there and then that this was your favourite sight in the entire universe. 

His hand which lie lazily upon your head, is softly patting along to the beat of the song, and as if your hair were the piano keys, his fingers glided through the blacks and whites and tapped gently, earning a satisfied hum from you and he finally allows his fingers to take flight and find their way into your hair, landing on your scalp after a while and he lets his fingers do all the magic work: massaging, scratching, and tapping, treating it for holding up his precious girl’s hair for the entire day. 

Closing your eyes, you savour this moment you wish to keep forever: him right there, yours, completely yours, smelling of fresh soap and with damp hair after showering minutes ago from practice. All the while both of your heart beats slowly begin to tune into the same frequency, both finally feeling at ease, now no longer drumming to the absence of one another.

You giggle out in bliss when you feel his touch dance its way down to your neck, then to your arm, your hand and finally to your hip bone where it finds its sanctuary, staying there, just listening to you talk about your day. Never once taking his eyes off of you as you rambled along about everything and anything you could put your mind onto. 

ahhh the project i’m currently working on is going to kill me, tae 

omg, the burger i had for lunch today was absolutely amazing, we definitely have to go try it out together one day, maybe after your comeback. 

I face-timed with my best friend today, she’s doing really well and apparently... 

oh! did you know they increased the price for tissue paper by a dollar? a whole dollar, babe! 

And throughout the conversation, despite him being completely and utterly exhausted, he’d still let out bits of his input and a joke from time to time, which leads both of you into laughter. However, it wasn’t just any laugh, for it was a far cry from those laughs you both would let out when watching a funny movie, or the laughter you’d share with your friends over a drink or the ones when those ‘remember when...’ scenarios are brought out. For this laugh was far different, for it was the laugh that both of you saved just for each other, the one that’s vulnerable and soft and sweet. 

Your own laughter. 

He’d soon wrap both his arms around you as the conversation dies down, slowly engulfing you into his embrace, and you’d soon find your head buried into his chest where he’ll begin giving you three long, tender squeezes: the same ones you’d both do to each other’s hand when you wanted to say ‘i love you’ in public. And so you whisper, softly under your breath but loud enough for him to hear: ‘i love you too, taehyung...’ ,planting a kiss on his chest, ‘more than you know’ 

Slowly, when you’d start to feel his hold to loosen slightly, finally allowing you to inhale normally, you find yourself pulling back, staring back at the pair of big brown orbs looking back at you with a bright glint in them. So, you’d run the back of your thumb across his eyelids, mumble out a ‘rest’ and prop yourself up using one arm as trace your way across his forehead, stopping by to draw a heart by his cheeks with your fingertips, fondle with his earlobes, kiss his jawline as he sings softly under his breath, and stroke the slant of his nose and place a peck on it.

 But when you do, you’d find him wide awake, staring back at you with loving eyes, a whisper leaving his lips which soon finds yours, trapping them in a kiss that liquefies from light to deep and then back to light. He kissed you as if the world was going to fall away and as if the universe depended on it; It was slow, soft and comforting in ways that words cannot begin to describe. And as one of his hands rests behind you ear, and the other gently caressing your cheek, you could feel shivers running down your spine, and the insides of your stomach exploding in butterflies, hence, you find yourself pulling him closer until there was no space left between; so close you could feel and listen to the beating of his heart against your chest, clear as day.  

But it wasn’t near as loud the words he had whispered just minutes before which you were continuously replaying inside your head:“You, you're the only one that I want at the end of the day” 

[friedesgreatscythe]

sisterfriedes’ Far Cry 5 meta

You asked, and you shall receive! Here is the masterlist of all of my Far Cry 5 meta and headcanons so far. I didn’t include the rambles I talk about in tags, but most of my meta is a repetition of those things, anyway.

I’m also going to include the list in this post, in case people want to save it as a draft or something.

People seemed to be interested in this specifically, so I figured I’d compile all my Far Cry 5 meta/headcanons in one spot. All my meta on any fandom can be found in–you guessed it–the “meta” tag.

Joseph Seed:

What kind of gifts Joseph would give: part 1 |  part 2

A discussion of Joseph in a relationship.

Joseph’s eulogy for John. (A continuation.)

On how Tool’s “Pushit” fits Joseph’s struggle with the voice.

My analysis of the live action “Baptism” trailer.

The significance of Joseph’s yellow sunglasses. (@casino-light’s and @starlighttonight’s continuation)

Joseph wearing a black collar instead of a white.

What is Joseph’s sin?

What if Joseph could chase you around Hope County?

John Seed:

@moondrops-burst’s idea of John taking care of the Angels.

sub!John anon’s soft headcanon of John and model planes.

@moondrops-burst asking about when you say ‘yes’ to John.

How The Dresden Dolls’ song “The Gardener” fits John’s experience with the Duncans.

How Lana Del Rey’s “Art Deco” fits John.

John’s body language in The Cleansing: part 1 | part 2

John’s Bunker sequence (with my live commentary).

Is John into BDSM?

What did John mean when he said “holes” in his body?

John and BPD.

John’s self-awareness about his own damage.

John and Holly’s relationship.

Jacob Seed:

Jacob struggling with accepting tenderness/affection.

How Jacob’s environment and experiences shaped him.

Jacob’s struggles with self-worth and the value of his life.

soft!dom Jacob headcanon.

What is Jacob’s sin?

Faith Seed:

How Faith uses pain as a way to bond.

What made this Faith the best Faith?

Faith is the most powerful member of her family, stop making her into a victim.

How Emilie Autumn’s “Swallow” fits Faith.

How fandom overlooks Faith’s intelligence.

Faith is not a manic pixie dream girl.

What is Faith’s sin?

Joseph and the Deputy:

How Joseph feels about the Deputy.

How Matthew 5:44 fits Joseph/the Deputy.

How the Deputy seems to subconsciously want to connect to Joseph.

How a Deputy who doesn’t believe would co-exist with Joseph in the bunker.

John and the Deputy:

John accidentally doing relationship-y things with the Deputy.

Comparing Villanelle from Killing Eve to the type of Deputy that might fit John.

Mini-meta/fic of John decorating the church for a wedding.

What if John and the Deputy were in the bunker instead?

How John feels about the Deputy.

Could John have changed if the Deputy joined the cult?

Mini-meta/fic of John doing romantic things for the Deputy.

What would a Deputy have to do to have a relationship with John: part 1 | part 2

The Seed Siblings:

What music best fit each sibling: part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

Mini-fic of Jacob and the reader listening to the radio.

How the siblings’ body language reveals character traits.

The siblings at an animal sanctuary.

The Seed brothers as Jane Austen heroes.

How the Seed brothers would contact the Deputy in a Regency AU.

How the siblings would react to someone with PTSD.

How the siblings would react to someone with depression.

say-yes-to-confess asking me about the Seeds continuing a cycle of abuse.

Explaining my tags for each of the siblings.

What classes would each sibling teach?

What video game genre would each sibling like?

General/Non-specific meta:

Anon comparing Fallout 4 and Far Cry 5.

Anon comparing The Walking Dead and The Collapse.

Joseph and the Faiths: part 1 | part 2.

The significance of the number seven in the game and the Bible.