#sonder au! that's also a thing!

[atiianeishaunted]

chat i know its like hella oldschool but !!!!!! what if i open up a lil askblog for sonder so i can provide , context on the au. in a fun way ,,,

also related i might get an ao3 acc so i can post the actual story(ies?) there,, if thatd be of any interest ,,,,,, im multitalented heh.. what can i say /j [i genuinely didnt expect the sonder thing to blow up as quick as it did] [actively QUAKING] also would ao3 be the right place thinking emoji???

[spectator-moon]

Thoughts about Martyn Lore stream (Eyes and Ears AU)

-Council as maybe overseers? Managers realistically

-The players dream of other worlds? Noooooo :( sad

-the urge to punch the Watchers grows every day

-yay watchers losing power from emotions carrying over

-headcanon that players leak emotions like a cracked water bottle and the Watchers are not pleased because it's all happy

-headcanon that Martyn, although an excellent source of negative emotions, is like alcohol, where if the Watchers take too much from him, it impacts them negatively, so he's allowed some happy moments because otherwise he would just become like, spoiled food for the Watchers

-fragmented players who are out of more series have their cracks grow while in the void, because that void is also just them being exposed to lots of fear over time. So players who sit in the void are just as in danger of "shattering" as players who play

-love that Villain Scar is just explained as "watchers be watchers"

-Bigb is going insane and I love the gaslighting

-Pearl fell from the sky? PearlescentMOON? Pearl is piece of moon confirmed???? /Silly

-paw patrol is task force, Martyn is absolutely Rocky and I will stand on this hill until I die

-love the idea that Players are also sort of desperate to get back to the games, because negative emotions suck. And when they finish, the Watchers will take those negative emotions away. So it's sort of a relief, in a sense

-about the Google doc; can we have that for references?

-"scar is stuck there until they hit lights out on him" so did they just. Brain him over the head??? Cause that's hilarious

-why two Watchers specifically? Is there a numerical significance?

-Grain cannot visit pocket void sad

-Grian is inexperienced tech noob who doesn't know about coding and is constantly patch jobbing his work, much to the annoyance of his superiors, but to the delight of the devs playing his game who can slip through the cracks and hide stuff

-so the players are picked BECAUSE they know another player? Mmmm

-players going about their work, unknowing of the Watchers looming behind them with a baseball bat and their void spot ready

-name for watcher/listener/council race being Revae (Ruh-VAY or REE-vuh) (weaver reversed with w taken off, reference to their control over the players, also alludes to the word revere), or leave them without a name and just call them the Others as a catch-all? Maybe name could be some sort of play on the word Command (Dnammoc, Namdmoc, etc) (for again, control over players)

-fortnite lore....what????

-HEADCANON THAT THEY GET THE EMOTIONS FROM OTHER SERIES WHEN THEY WIN TO MAKE A BLEEDING CESSPIT OF BAD EMOTIONS

-sonder: the profound feeling that everybody, even strangers passing in the street, has as complex as life as one's own which they are constantly living, despite ones personal lack of awareness of it (I love this wordddd)

-plane void thing should be called the Plane or the Path (reference to the multiple and intricateness of everyone on it) or the Inbetween because thats just a good name for it

-theres no favourites (meat is meat) (if you know you know)

-"no thoughts only murder" says life series players

-i am an author and life series is very good for what could be a real story that is planned, even though it isn't

-the idea of what players are capable as being a stacking effect would be so good as a murder mystery

-HEADCANON THAT BECAUSE MUMBO AND GRIAN SHARE A SOUL, MUMBO GETTING MURDERED BY HIS FRIEND AND PART OF HIS SOUL WAS PART OF THE REASON MUMBO HAD TO NOT BE IN LIMITED LIFE AND GRIAN GOT STUCK (BC time is silly and life series may not have happened as we view them)

Anyways, very good lore

[cartierdreamx]

Hacked into you - 4 (AU)

Hi loves!! Hope you’re well, so sorry for the wait, I’ve been so busy with uni (I’m Australian, which actually shows in the way I write if you guys can see that haha), thank you so much for the support and your interests in the story, again a lot of this story is based off of the game Watchdogs 2, so if anything is confusing, comment down and I can try my best to explain it! Google also might be a better option though hehe. Also, I’d love to know what you guys think of the story so far and if you have any questions, comment down below!! If you would like to be apart of a taglist so you know when I release a new chapter, comment down below too!!

Anyways, enjoy this chapter, J <3

READ PART 3 PART 2  PART 1

Pairings: jenna ortega x fem! Reader

Warnings: swearing, slightly suggestive, mention of weapons

*I plan to write smut in this story and it does have some dark themes like violence involved, the game itself was rated MA15+ where I am from (might be different depending which country you are in) so my fic will be 18+ because I am involving more adult themes, if you do choose to proceed, please keep that in mind*

DIVINITY - 4

If Jenna was a sin, she’d be the indulgence I’d partake in, against the divine law.

Her gaze softened with city lights reflecting in her eyes, I know she’s going to say yes, her eyes tell me everything, her relaxed shoulders wants to welcome me in, and the slight smirk she raises, the world would be safe and small the second her head lays on my chest.

She sighs with sorry eyes.

Fuck. I thought wrong, am I stupid to think that she would stay the night with me, in my arms? Maybe, I read into her actions too much and all of that flirting was just her being friendly, I am new to the team after all. But surely it wasn’t all in my head, that we really have something.

I close my eyes and look down to my hands and let out a soft chuckle,

“Ah, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that”.

“No, no, b, it’s okay, I just, I don’t know if it would be the best idea, we both have to go into HQ tomorrow and it’s your first mission, I don’t want to distract you”.

“I understand, Jen, well sleep tight, if you need anything help yourself to anything in the fridge, pantry and the bathroom is the first door right next to the front door”.

“Goodnight y/n”.

“Goodnight”, I smile back at her.

After she leaves the room, so many thoughts race through my head, most of it is the memories of the past day from the start of initiation to now, mainly, it was her, Jenna, every look she gave me, every smile, and the words she spoke to me. “B”, from the second she called me that, it would be engraved on my heart forever. I realise I must get some sleep, in about 5 hours, I have to go into HQ and start my first mission. A mix of adrenaline and nervousness is running through my bloodstream, this is my cue to go to sleep, I take one more look at the city and feelings of sonder arises, I smile and reach for the remote that controls the curtains that drapes over the floor-to-ceiling windows.

*5 HOURS LATER*

The sunlight peaks through my eyelid and the smell of cinnamon greets my senses, it was a delightful smell and the weather looked beautiful, the automatic curtains obviously beat me to waking up. Today is such a beautiful day, it just sucks there are corrupt and evil people out there, butttt it helps knowing we’re trying to take them down. I get out of bed and stretch the rest of my tiredness away, I hop in my bathroom and take a quick shower, when I walk out of my room changed, Jenna is in the kitchen finishing her cooking.

 “Well, sleeping beauty finally wakens”.

“Hmm without a kiss though” taking a stab at her.

“You’re not funny”, she scoffs,

“Yeah, but the redness on your face says otherwise” taking another stab at her.

“Yeah, yeah whatever, you’re one strike away from not eating breakfast” now taking a stab at me.

I would be lying to myself if I said she wasn’t the first thing on my mind when I woke up, I just hope I was on hers too. The food looks delicious, waffles with cinnamon undertones, eggs and turkey bacon and apple juice.

“Yuck y/n, apple juice? Just for this act alone, I would kick you out of Dedsec”.

“Oh c’mon, as if you prefer orange juice”.

“No, but I’d drink a gallon of it before I touch apple”.

“You’re actually insane, but the spread looks very nice, very delicious”.

“Thank you, kind lady, don’t get used to it though”. She winks at me.

“Okay stop flirting with me and finish your food”.

“You’re on a thin line, y/n”, she walks up to me and my heart beats fasted than ever before, she’s not taller than me but I’m sitting down on a stool against my island so the power is in her hands, she steps even closer and reaches her arm out behind me which only brings her even closer, now she’s leaning her entire body towards me, I can feel her heat radiating off her skin, the heat I craved last night with me, the only heat that’s better than any blanket that wraps around my body.

“Sorry, I needed the salt” she teases,

“Didn’t season the food, Ms Ortega?”

“Shut up and eat, you need the energy for today, which speaking of, we have an hour till we have to get to HQ, you ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

“That’s my girl” she praises,

“Hmm, not your girl, now go relax and I’ll do the dishes.”

“No-.”

I cut her off “you cooked, I’ll clean, it’s only fair,” from then, she gets up and raises both hands up,

“You got it boss!”

I chuckle at her statement and get started on cleaning, there isn’t much to clean so I just handwash the plates instead of wasting water on the dishwasher, usually I watch something while washing dishes but this time my entertainment comes in a form of Jenna looking out into the city, watching everyone go about their day, the sun kisses her skin, I take a deep breath and splash my face to get her out of my head. No distractions. It doesn’t work, because now she’s running through my mind like a marathon.

“Okay, all done, let’s go before Marcus kills me.”

“I’d let him, to be honest, and plus I run Dedsec not Marcus.”

Dedsec doesn’t work as a hierarchy, that would be hypocritical of them, however it’s an unspoken thing that Marcus leads the SF team, it’s not a bad thing, he’s sweet, and he acts like more of a brother than a leader I’ve heard. The SF team consists of, Marcus, Wrench, Josh, Sitara, Ray also known as Tbone and Jenna, well now me. There was another team member before, Horatio, I heard he was the sweetest and he was very smart, but unfortunately, he got caught by a gang, known as the Tezcas who wanted to hunt down Dedsec members and was unfortunately stabbed to death. He got his justice though when Marcus and the team avenged him. And of course, I cant forget, the Dedsec members/followers in bay area, they provide us with information and help on missions, acting as informants, we wouldn’t be here without them and we’re growing by the minute.

“Okayyyyy Jenna, whatever you say, now let’s go.”

We head towards the garage of the building, on the way saying hi and bye to Alfred at the same time, once we get to the garage, I lead her towards my safeguarded area of the garage where my vehicles rest.

“Holy shit.”

“Like what you see?” I elbow her softly,

“Who the hell are you?”

“Y/n…”

She tsks “you know what I mean, did you steal them?”

“Hey! I worked hard for these thank you very much, by taking down evil, rich people and maybe taking a bit of their money for me.”

“There’s the twist.”

“Oh, don’t start, Dedsec does the same, take from the rich and give to the vulnerable, now my fair lady, pick your poison.”

She walks around the vehicles, with each one she sees her eyes widen even more, she’s in awe, I mean to be fair, I was too.

“This one.”

“Good choice, she’s, my favourite.”

She’s referring to my crimson red motorcycle, the Sayonara. My favourite vehicle to ride, and super-fast too, it took me a bit to get used to the speed.

“What can I say, I’ve got a good eye, and the need, the need for speed.”

“Okay, never say that again if you want to ride with me.”

“Yeah, yeah whatever, anyways, I’ve always wanted to ride one, I see people riding them around the city, always going too fast for their own good.”

“Maybe you’ve seen me.”

“Maybe.”

I pass her a motorcycle jacket that’ll keep her warm and protect her from the speed and drag while riding, along with a helmet for extra protection, the most important protection, might I add.

“Hold on tight.”

As we cruise through the warm yet cooling San Francisco breeze, I can feel Jenna’s grip on my waist get tighter every time I sped up, I decide it’s time to put on a show. I see a clear street, put the bike in the right gear and tell Jenna to hold on. Next thing you know I’m reaching 120km an hour and then I hear the most excruciating noise, sirens, police sirens.

“Lose them, b” Jenna instigates but in a flirtatious manner.

“Hold on even tighter.”

After that, I’m swerving, trying to avoid crashes and trying to lose the police, 5 minutes in and now I have about 2 cars trying to catch me.

“They’re getting closerrr.”

“Have some faith, Jen.”

2 minutes later, the police sirens die down as the sounds dilute, from that, I start slowing down, and lucky enough I see the HQ, I ride into the nearby alleyway and park.

“WOOOOOOO” Jenna screams into my ears and jumps on me and gives me a hug as we get off the bike. “FUCK THAT WAS FUN.”

I laugh at her,

“I’m glad you enjoyed the ride.”

“Do you always ride like that?”

I reach for her helmet to help her take it off,

“Depends on what I’m riding,” I wink at her.

She rolls her eyes at me and makes her way towards the building, “you’re so annoying” I hear her say faintly as she continues to walk away.

“YOU LOVE ME” I yell back at her, I run up to her as she’s my way in, the building of the HQ is disguised as a fully functional comic book shop, fully stocked with figurines and games, every nerds and geeks dreams, but in the back, there’s a discrete hidden door, behind the ‘janitor’s closet,’ the HQ, also known as a hackerspace can only be accessed with the code and right now, I don’t know the code. San Francisco is where the main hackerspace is, where we reside, but there’s other ones with other people working away at right now, one in Oakland and one in Silicon Valley, both also very discrete.

As we head in, we bolt directly to the back, making sure we don’t linger too long up top, Jenna punches in the code and the door slides open,

“The code’s 53662, and if you forget it, goodluck.”

I give her a nod, letting her know I understand, as we walk in and walk down the stairs the walls are adorned with graffiti, but not the ones you see in random alleyways but the ones that could be framed in a museum, they all tell a story, they all speak Dedsec.

“Heyyy, there you are fresh meat, thought you pussied out.” Wrench exclaims,

“Me? Never, just got caught in a little action.”

“Oh, we know, it was a lot of fun to watch, gotta do it all with us one day.” Marcus daps me up,

“You guys saw?”

They all stand in front of me and stare deeply into my soul, their left irises light up blue with hints of grey.

Sitara steps forward and hands me a small box,

“This here is your SI also known as smart iris, we in the hackerspace can see what you can, what you hear and also your vitals, don’t worry though, these only turn on when you’re in action, so you can breathe and relax about your private life, what you do in your little penthouse is your business.”

“Little is an understatement,” Jenna chuckles,

“Okay okay, Jenna’s seen it, you guys should come over sometime.”

Wrench’s mask lights up a smiley face, “dude, fuck yeah.”

“I’ll bring the drinks,” a middle-aged white man walks towards me and offers his hand, I accept his shake.

“Woah, you’re Tbone, it’s an honour to be working with you, hell to even be standing in front of you.”

“I like you, kid, and I’m flattered, you’ve got this fire Dedsec needs, and you’re crazy talented, I watched your initiation, pretty impressive things.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“Please, sir is for the CEOs.”

“And, you must be Josh, nice to meet you.”

“Hi y/n, it’s very nice to meet you too.”

“Alright, kid” Marcus walks up to me,

“Are you ready for your first official mission?”

“Very.”

“Okay so, you’ll be running it with me, kind of like my shadow but don’t think less of yourself, we are an equal, the rest of the guys will be back here watching us, doing their own thing, and guiding us through points, that’s also Jenna’s main job, she will let us know of any alerts, cameras and guards we need to neutralize. For your first mission, nothing big, basically you know the rapper, Bobo Dakes?”

“Yeah, I love him, he’s about to release a new album?”

“Yes, he is and we all love him” Jenna continues on, “this big big shot pharmacist, Gene Carcani, also known as the most hated man in America right now, he’s raising the prices of leukaemia medicine so he gets more money, and funny enough, he’s also a big Bobo fan who is offering him millions of dollars to keep the album for himself.”

“What a dickhead, so first he takes advantage of the vulnerable and second he wants to become more selfish by keeping art to himself.”

“And it is your job to take him down, this includes taking every penny he has, we’ll use that money to support cancer foundations.”

“Well, kid, let’s get going.”

I grab my helmet and say bye to the team and grab a weapon, a glock to be specific, something light to get me through, but this is just for precaution, I will only shoot as a last resort, I have other means of neutralizing an enemy, I know martial arts for a reason, and I have my trusty melee weapon. I place my SI in and start heading towards the stairs.

“Wait, b.”

I turn around and see Jenna, she grabs my s/c hand and caress it, her touch is soft and cool, complimenting my warmth.

“Be careful and stay safe, I want you here breathing.”

“Yes ma’am, and plus, don’t worry, you got my back.”

She chuckles.

“I got you.”

~~

@pimpcesskm

[forever-a-lake-effect-kid]

okay, actual introductory post now! hi!

my deal:

i'm sonder!

i'm 19

i'm white

i use any pronouns (prefer it if you alternate them!)

i'm jewish

i have adhd and anxiety which is a killer x2 combo

my main blog is bread--quest so follows/likes will be from there

i'm also the host of a system! this isn't really relevant except that at least one of the members is also a geography nerd and just wants you to know that she is posting on this blog in spirit. her name is mnemosyne :)

i read laurie keller's scrambled states of america one too many times as a kid and i've had an obsession with personified locations ever since

i'm also a huge history and geography nerd in general!

this blog's deal

i originally created this sideblog for wttt stuff but it's now sort of a general sideblog for personification stuff (aka stuff i feel is too cringe for main blog 😔). specifically you might see socialstuck and paris burning/citiesverse things occasionally. and also maybe my wtnv personifications au community gardens :3

also read the city we became by nk jemisin

please do not mistake any of my content for het/alia, it Will make me feel really weird. please see here for why

random extra bonus info under the cut!

i live in maine usually but i moved to pennsylvania for college and am feeling Definitely Super Normal About It (no i'm not) (i hypothesize that refixating on states and wttt specifically might have been because of this in fact). i will probably make a habit of showing up in people's notes to go MAINE MENTIONED whenever anyone mentions maine. oh also i was born in chicago, as if you couldn't guess by the fall out boy song referenced in my url and header, and then we moved when i was 5 which i was and am also Definitely Super Normal About.

[kalopses-sonderes]

DEAR SONDER!

I have loved your fanfics and headcanon very much if is that what I had read I just love How you can capture emotions very strong plus your self aware au writings (⁠っ⁠˘⁠з⁠(⁠˘⁠⌣⁠˘⁠ ⁠) *chef's kiss* I just wanted to tell you that I love your writings and personality very much.

Also you're one top favorite of Crk Writers! (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

Have a nice day or night! AND HAVE SELF CONTROL 🤸🏿‍♀️

😭💗

This is the nicest thing I ever heard, you’re amazing!!

[familyofpaladins]

HI SONDER @sonderquill !!!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU!! You have no idea how happy your tags make me!! <3

Your enthusiasm definitely makes me want to maybe write something. Maybe maybe. Maybe once I have a few more things concretely planned

The thing about their "original traits even with the age swap" is honestly kind of the reason I came up with this au XD. Like. I literally went, I'm gonna make an au where mikey is oldest and leo is youngest! Hmmmm but I still want leo to be leader.... what would cause that to happen? And originally i had Splinter being a less than stellar parent with obvious favoritism towards leo and lack of knowledge of how to deal with his more nuerodivergent kids. But I didnt really like that idea, I wanted Splinter to be a good and loving dad. At the same time I was coming up with this idea I had a seperate little idea of the turtles getting kidnapped by shredder and how theyd escape him, and then realized "OH! I CAN JUST INSERT THAT INTO THE AU INSTEAD! IT WOULD MAKE SO MUCH MORE SENSE" and the au was born :)

As for How the boys find out Splinter is alive and get back to him.... well it's a little complicated :3 (more below)

SO.

Okay. Know how I said that originally the whole "taken by shredder to escape later" part of the au was originally a seperate idea? Well the "how they get out" part I wasnt sure if I wanted to keep in the au because it's a little... idk, silly? Odd? Unnecessarily complex? ..... And that was why it took me so long to respond to this part. BUT, I created more lore which makes it make more sense and also it's my au and I get to decide its convolutedness lol. ANYWAY

So shredder is obsessed with gaining power through whatever means necessary. Whether that means political power, army of gang members, alien technology, or mystical relics. He has a magical object that sort of functions as a genie's lamp (but its actually alien in origin, but has been on earth for centuries). It can grant one wish a day, but a single person can only ever have one wish granted in their life. Shredder is very proud of the magical object and shows it off to the turtles and asks them what they would wish for.

At first they give answers like, Their Dad to come back soon, or to have objects from their home that they had to leave behind, or more kid things like going to coney island or a lake filled with ice cream. Shredder wasnt too impressed with those options basically told them theyd need to have better wishes if they ever wanted to use the magic wish.

What they tell shredder often varies, but would have some benefit toward the foot clan or shredder to keep him off their backs. (And it's not like he's ever going to let them have their wish granted anyway). But their real wishes are usually something along the lines of:

Mikey wishes for Splinter (or SOMEONE) to return and take them home, or at the very least get them out.

Raph wishes to not be bossed around by Shredder or his goons, and have every aspect of his life controlled.

Donnie wishes he could make technology and know that it would be used for good. (At one point he [got Leo to] tell shredder that he could build stuff and wanted to work with technology. But now that he's doing that, he doesnt like the possible applications of his work and Shredder doesnt tell him what he does with the stuff)

Before leo finds out the truth about shredder, Leo wishes to be a good/the best student to his Master. It's also what he tells shredder he wishes for and never reall changes his wish. By Master he means Master Splinter, but he words it that way that it could also be shredder as long as he's taking care of them. But when he finds out about shredder. He changes his wish. He wishes his brothers wishes to come true. They brothers talk so they know each others wishes, and Leo knows that the wishes they make would most likely Get Them Out.

Shredder usually asks them what they wish for but not every time. Leo gets lucky and the first time he changes his wish, Shredder doesnt ask them about it, so Leo doesnt have to lie (he's very bad at lying). The next time shredder asks tho, leo says "I wished the same as last time", and it's the truth, and since previously Leo had never changed his wish, no one bats an eye at it, and thinks hes still wishing to be a good student.

Now. Another way the Magical Object works, is that you can "tell" it a wish every day, by being close to the object, looking at it, and thinking your wish. but the wish isnt actually granted until you make physical contact with it.

One day, around 2 years after Shredder "killed" Splinter, (about 3 years [exact numbers possible to change] of being with Shredder and making wishes that never get granted), they have a rough day and make their wishes. Mikey wants someone, anyone who would love them, to come and take them away from here (shredder seems to get worse every day). Raph doesnt want to be bossed around by Shredder or Hun or Leo (Shredders been having them work in teams and puts Leo in charge since Leo listens to him and the turtles will listen to a brother. But it can be annoying to be bossed around by your younger sibling). Donnie really wants to make technology that he knows wont be made to hurt anyone, wants to make things for fun and to help, not just want shredder wants. Leo wishes the thing he's been wishing. For his brothers wishes to come true.

Well shredder decides that apparently this is going to be the day that they can be granted a wish. But they will have to race/fight to be the first one to the object to get their wish granted. Well the brothers werent going to play Shredder's game and turn to each other to decide whose wish should be granted.

Except.... Leo had already sprinted ahead. (He doesnt have time to stop and tell them his real wish, afraid that if they stop to talk Shredder will take away their opportunity. So he runs ahead) (Leo has also been trying to plan for an escape. The building they live in goes into the ground and also connects to some sewers/tunnels/caves. Leo has managed to spend some time slowly mapping the tunnels and figuring out which is a possible escape route. He's still trying to work out where to go After that and what supplies theyd need to take, so with the possibility of the Wish being able to get them out NOW instead of him trying to plan it, he's going to take the chance)

When Leo touches the object, it sorted stops time as the Spirit in the object talks to him. It asks him if this is really the wish he wants to make, that he will not be able to make a wish for himself ever after this. Leo says he knows and doesnt want to change his wish. The spirit makes a comment about doing three wishes in one was sort of abusing the one wish rule, and Leo replies that all of their wishes could all be the result of a single action (getting them out). The spirit recognizes Leo's selflessness and good intentions and warns him that it may not work out for him the way he wants. Leo says he still doesn't care. he wants his brothers wishes granted.

The spirit concedes and tells him that "to fulfill wishes past present and future: you will not be able to go with your brothers".

Leo is a little shocked by that, but nods his head and then before he knows it the spirit is gone, and suddenly alarms are going off in the entire building.

Shredder sends the turtles back to their rooms to be escorted by a random foot solider.

As they're going back to their room, theyre quiet because of the alarm, but also because the brothers are mad at leo for taking the wish, and Leo cant explain with the foot soilder right there.

Halfway back to the rooms, a figure drops from the ceiling.

Turns out the alarm was because of an intruder.

The figure is a 6ft alligator man, that starts fighting with the foot soilder. The boys duck into a hall to get out of the way of the fight.

Leo hadnt known at first if the alarm had had anything to do with his wish, but now Leo thinks this might be their chance to get out during all the commotion. They continue away from the intruder and the fighting foot soldiers. Leo gets his brothers attention and asks mikey if he could lead them past the cameras down to the lower levels. (Leo knows Mikey knows how to get past cameras unseen because he's caught him setting up pranks before). Mikey is like, yeah but why? (They're all too startled by the alarm and the intruder to be mad about the wish thing anymore) .

Leo tells him, that they're going to leave. This surprises the brothers, because as far as they know, Leo is the one who has wanted to stay the most and dislikes shredder the least of them. So his sudden decision to leave is shocking.

They may or may not argue about it, and this may or may not be when leo finally actually tells his brothers about the truth, that their father is gone and Shredder was never a friend. That no matter how sad they may be about losing splinter they cant stay with shredder anymore.

Either way, they work their way down to the lower levels, avoiding foot soilders and cameras. When they're nearly to the tunnels, suddenly the giant alligator is back and someone is with him.

A gaint rat, with some scars that are new, but a loving face theyd know anywhere. Its Splinter, alive and right in front of them.

:)

(We're gonna go back in time just a bit)

When shredder "killed" Splinter, he told splinter that he had the boys and planned to get rid of them after he killed splinter. Splinter would have died from his wounds, but the Utrom (more backstory lore about THAT in a later post maybe) found him and put in a healing pod/capsule thing (very similar to what happened in the 03 series). But Splitner was VERY injured and it took him Months to recover. So by the time he got out of the healing pod, he figured his sons had been killed and had lost any chance of saving them long ago. (The utrom are hiding from shredder and have no idea that the turtelws are alive either). He's depressed for a while and then starts to plan revenge agaisnt the Man who has taken All his loved ones from him.

Leatherhead is a mutant who was made from the same mutagen that changed the turtles and splinter. It was just from mutagen that washed further down and reached a young alligator that someone had gotten as a pet and then tossed out when he was getting too big. (The mutagen was a byproduct of the utrom, and they lost some of it due to and an incident and when they went to retrieve the lost stuff they found leatherhead and took care of him). Shredder and [other agencies] have been hunting down the utrom, so leatherhead is all for getting rid of shredder and joins splinter on his mission of vengeance.

They snuck into Shredder's building and were going to take it down one way or another when somehow they set of the alarm (They didnt really. It was Leo's wish that set of the alarm and a chain of events). They split up at that point so leatherhead could distract the foot grunts and Splinter could go looking for shredder.

I'm not sure if splinter actually makes it to shredder /they start fighting before Leatherhead contacts him and tells him that he saw some other mutants in the hall that looked like turtles. At which point splinter completely abandons going after shredder and trying to find the boys. (Meanwhile either because splinter made it to shredder or he later sees splitner on the cameras, he's PISSED that splinter survived. But nots not super important at the moment). Anyway Splitner and Leatherhead try to figure out where the turtles went (leatherhead thinks he saw them heading down). But they also need to Get Out because part of their Vengeance Plot was destroying Shredder's computers and arsenal and what not, so like half the building is on fire and its spreading.

Leatherhead is practically having to drag Splitner out of the building, going down to where they (also) know there are tunnels and looking for the boys as quickly as the can.

And that's when they run into the boys.

It's a very teary reunion and hugs. but it's also rushed as they really really REALLY need to get out of the building, as it's on fire and starting to collapse in areas, and therefore shaking a lot of things. The tunnel Splinter and leatherhead came through originally has already collapsed, so Leo says he knows another way out and points them to the tunnel he was originally planning to escape through.

When they're almost there, they can hear the foot soilders echoing in the tunnels behind them, getting closer.

They carefully crawl through the opening of the tunnel, ehich is half boarded up and looks like it could collapse any second.

Leo knows that this tunnel doesnt connect to any of the other tunnels past this point. At first he thinks that's good. But then he realizes that if the approaching soldiers figure out they went this way, they wont have anywhere else to turn or loose them.

But if he could get the foot to think they went down a different tunnel (and maybe block this tunnel so they didnt know it was open and that they could have gone this way) then maybe it would give his family the chance to get out safely.

And Leo remembers the wish spirit's words, that because of his wish he wouldnt be able to go with his brothers, and figures this is what it means.

Leo manages to turn back with out his family noticing (but maybe Donnie notices, but while overwhelmed cant speak to get anyone's attention) and runs back to the tunnel entrance and manages to knock a board loose and the entrance collapses. And just as the dust settles, the foot soldiers come into view and Leo bolts down a differnt path, leading them on a chase. When the soldiers and eventually shredder catches up to him, he makes it sound like he was chasing after his family, and trying to get them "to come back" so that it doesnt sound like He was trying to escape.

Shredder is overall pissed, and doesnt take a lot of time to hear him out, just sending more men down the maze of tunnels to look and a couple soilders to take Leo ... well not back to the burning building but to somewhere secure.

When they cant find the intruders or other turtles, Shredder comes back and questions Leo more. Leo has had a little time to try and come up with a lie/explanation that sounds convincing to shredder. Shredder asks him why he was in the tunnels. Leo says he was following his family, trying to get them to stay but that they left him behind (Leo starts to cry a little at the lie because it's not true and it hurts to lie about his family, but Shredder assumes he's crying because they left him). As far as shredder is aware, Leo shouldn't have any idea that Shredder and Splinter were enemies so he asks about what splinter said he was doing here. Leo (truthfully) tells him that Splinter didnt stop to tell them, and asks shredder back why he thought Splinter would only come back during an invasion. (And really Leo's trying to figure out HOW his dad is alive when he thought he was dead and it's been a very emotional day). Shredder comes up with his own lie that Splinter was a traitor who never really loved them and that Leo was better off with out splinter or his brothers. Something something "you can't trust anyone, not even your family. You can only trust yourself"

Shredder also asks him at some point about if Leo had wished for this to happen since it was right after that. Leo says that maybe it was that (with the lie that his wish was "to be the best student to his master), and that the only way for his wish to be true was by getting rid of his brothers if leo was to be the best.

Shredder wouldn't be entirely convinced by all of this, but like the night where Leo learned the truth about shredder, Shredder doesnt have a whole lot of reason to believe that Leo is lying to him, since he was the "most behaved".

Since his building got partially destroyed, and he doesn't want to risk Leo escaping/his family coming for him as well... he takes Leo to his home in Japan >:3

(Dont worry, he only spends about a year in japan and WILL (eventuall) make it back to his family. but uh. There'sa lot to that and This is already pretty long so I'm gonna stop here for the moment)

When you overhear something you weren't supposed to know

*throws these unfinished pieces up and runs away* jk. couldn't decide which perspective i like more so im putting them both up, I liked working with the colors

whats going on below

so this from my own little au/iteration of the tmnt. In it the boys are happily being raised by Splinter, but then one day when they're all about 7 are told to hide when Splinter realizes someone is near their home. They wait and wait where their father puts them, but the person who finds them is someone else. Someone who introduces himself as an old friend of their sensei. Oroku Saki

As far as the turtles are concerned he is the strict friend of their father who isn't maybe isn't super nice (he's really really NOT) but is at least providing a safe place for them "until their sensei returns for them"

What's happening here^^^ is Leo finding out the truth. That Shredder had only taken them in to hopefully Lure out Splinter and take care of him once and for all, and he has finally done so (at least that's what he thinks).

Poor little Leo had just woken up in the middle of the night and was hoping to get a glass of water, only to hear that the person who had been taking care of them for the last year or two has killed your father and plans to get rid of "those useless turtles" now as well.

[tracle0]

I’ve had a lot of thoughts recently and haven’t really put them anywhere so I’m gonna just. Dump them all here and hope you enjoy the ride if you chose to come on it. 

I will put it below a cut so if you decide to skip this trip, then you won’t have to scroll.

So first of all, it’s Inktober, which is cool and will keep me occupied until the end of the month. I have been posting the drawings on here, they will be posted in reblogs by week, should you be interested in That. 

After Inktober is obviously NaNo, which has me more hyped than I can say. I get to!!!!!! finally write!!!!! wip4!!!!!!!! 

Which is terrifying!!!!!!!!!!!

I know like. The vague shape of it, yknow? I know most of the stuff that happens in it, but like. How does it start? I think it starts with Mika being pick-pocketed at a train station but I ain’t sure. So that’ll be fun to figure out. 

2019 NaNo - which was DIAS’s year - was very assisted by having a plan written out before everything started. It was basically a chapter summary for every chapter, basically saying what I wanted to write in that chapter. It was handy cause I figured out how to structure (Ant+Leon alternate chapters, Simon gets every 5th chapter) as well as what was roughly gonna happen. At some points I deviated. That is legal. 

That’s a very long way of saying I need to do that again for wip4

Character wise wip4 wise.... mm yeah lotsa thoughts. Lots of little ‘oh start a chapter like this’ thoughts that I need to remember for now. Very fond of thinking about Percival and Abby. They’re gonna be fun. Abby’s gonna be a lot of fun. Percival’s mostly gonna be blankly going along with stuff, until he doesn’t, and then he gets fun.

I think I’ll be good. I’m excited.

I’m double terrified cause I thrive on like... minimal time slots to write in? Like ‘oh five minutes spare during lunch, scribble down some words, then edit as you type them up in the evening’ time slots. It made the NaNotebook something I look back on fondly, as well as keeping me thinking through the day. I don’t do good by having endless time to write, which I’m worried is what’s gonna happen this year. 

Saying that, I’ve been speaking to job people about getting a job, might be able to get one in November, fingers crossed. 

Other news other news - hey do people remember Sonder??? Sonder is a thing, that existed once. I mean, it still does, but I’m not writing it as it is anymore. 

‘Oh that’s very specific phrasing Trade why so specific’ you can blame @joyful-soul-collector for everything I’m about to say. 

So what if Sonder but like... fantasy AU. We take the towns of Sonder and Glalis and make them kingdoms, take the characters and twist them just a bit, take a conflic and see what happens then. 

This would improve. A lot of issues I have with Sonder. First of all, I’m bored of its current plot, so entirely new setting and conflict would be fun. Secondly, it’d fix the POV issue - I had to use Sam as a POV character because she was not infected with The Weird, whereas everyone else was. If the whole thing is fantasy, then The Weird is just life, any POV character would do as long as things are explained. 

This does not mean Sam is being scrapped, it just means she won’t be a POV character. I could use someone else. Say, oh, I don’t know, Andy???? Who, side note, would be a prince. 

Don’t worry it makes me feel as sick as you I’m sure c;

Anyway the main issue with fantasy AU Sonder is I don’t want to write it. I keep coming up with plot to do with it - Atlas being a bastard wizard who thrives on tormenting Andy, they have to go on a quest together to find a cure to a disease that’s struck the lands, oh say that disease comes from the mushrooms in Glalis - but I don’t. Want to write it. 

Yknow what I can do though. Yknow what I’m not too bad at. 

Guys, gals and non-binary pals, I might just make a comic out of this Sonder AU. 

This is very dependent on my interest post-NaNo - so we’ve got like, two months of me stewing on this idea before any canon content will be made. However, I’ve also been stewing on this whole idea for a hecking long time. Thanks, Marko. 

I’ll also make a post about it by itself, and maybe a seperate blog for it, should I decide to pursue this, so if you’re interested... keep your eyes peeled for a taglist or announcement about it.

Beyond that, updates are just about beating myself into doing Stuff again, which I’m glad to report I did, and personal shit, which I don’t share here.

Ciao

[justalonelyslytherin]

Sly's Rec List

Time to finally set this up! I've been reading and reading the last couple of days (even though my drafts don't get less) and always think to myself: 'Oh that writer is so good and I need to keep up with their work/blog' and then I still lose sight of them...

Also, interactions have never been less and I know a lot of us writers are struggling with the little interaction. It feels like no one ever sees the things we post. So this will be my space to just list blogs to who I want to follow up or just give a shoutout!

Blog's I love & recommend

@rogersideup - my fav Steve blog. Every story is amazing. They blow my mind every single time.

@spectre-posts + @wiypt-writes - these two write some of the best series there are for pretty much every ce character. Long, incredibly detailed, heart-warming, gut-wrenching, tear-and-squeal-inducing stories written with love and some of the most dedication I have seen. The dialogue is bomb!

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork - has written some of my absolute favorite Curtis Everett stuff. She knows him and there is no one that can portray Curtis better

@navybrat817 - tattoo boys, biker boys, any type of boys. So many fantastic bucky fics. Love Stud, Smartie & Alpine

@imaginedreamwrite - can write literally anything and make it absolutely fucking incredible. Brimming with ideas on end, one better than the other. Queen of daily prompts and drabbles!

@anika-ann - queen of angst and fluff

@hangmans-wingman - American Made and Little Wonder are to die for. Stories that hook you from second 1 and will keep you at the edge of your seat!

(more to follow)

Fics I love & can only, highly recommend

Marvel

Waiting For This - @musingsinmoonlight - oneshot, Steve Rogers, 18+, a/b/o

A sticky situation - @rogersideup - oneshot, Steve Rogers, bubblegum & hair = forced haircut, fluff

Sweet Indulgences - @sweetascanbee - oneshot, Steve Rogers, wedding dress + slight fake-dating + first kiss, fluff!

My Soul Can Not Sleep Without You - @neonovember - oneshot, Steve Rogers, Steve is the type of man to never let you get to bed angry

Six Years - @the-bau-quinjet - oneshot, Steve Rogers, amnesia trope, Y/N forgets her life with Steve, the best take on the amnesia trope I have read!

Press Four For Poppet - @frostironfudge - oneshot, Steve Rogers, 18+, steve dials a sex-hotline

Emergency contact - @rogersideup - oneshot, Steve Rogers, Steve gets sick, so frickin' cute!

Walking the wire - @pedrito-friskito - oneshot, Nomad!Steve Rogers, supersoldier/red-room!reader, 18+, so fucking good omg, the air of mystery, the exposition, the chemistry between them, the spice! READ IT, IT'S SO GOOD

Sonder - @rogersideup - oneshot, Steve Rogers, Steve and the nice shield doctor, takes him a while to ask her out. SO GOOD. ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECE.

Coffee and Cinnamon | Maple Latte | Apples and Cherries - @sarahwroteathing - oneshot, Steve Rogers, bookshop/bakery au, friendly banter, Steve being a punky nemesis, just tooth-rotting fluff and amazing dialogue; best bookshop/bakery/coffeeshop au I have ever read!

Get This Girl Some Ice Cream! - @witchywithwhiskey - oneshot, Steve Rogers, hurt/comfort, Reader has a panic attack & Steve soothers her, incredibly sweet and comforting

The Things We Do For Love - @ronearoundblindly - Steve Rogers, wife!reader, Reader has a smelly & unpleasant accident in the lab, Steve 'The Drama Queen' Rogers (lovely dubbed 'Drug Dog') has to deal with it - utterly hilarious, some of the best sassy dialogue I've ever read, Steve being a dramatic cutie

Period Cramps - @espinosaurusrexex - oneshot, period cramps suck but Steve is there to make it better, comfort read

Right Where You Belong - @witchywithwhiskey - oneshot, college!au, baseball played!steve & studybuddy!reader, all the sweet and innocent college infatuation and date, so sweet and comforting to read

Perfect Moments - @eviesaurusrex - oneshot, Stucky x Reader, the cutest fic ever! Oh the comfort, oh the fluff. This sent me straight to cloud nine. This is the air I need to breathe, it's that cute and fluffy and perfection!

Other CE characters

After school comfort - @junipermuses - oneshot, Ari Levinson, comfort & fluff

The Five Step Plan - @theycallmebecca - oneshot, Frank Adler, au where Mary's mother dies later, very sweet and real feeling story

Where The Heart Is - @babyjakes - blurb, Jake Jensen, the cutest shit ever, sooo fluffy, Jake visits reader in hospital and is a adorable bean

Spa Date - @ghotifishreads - drabble/blurb, Ari Levinson, face masks, Ari being seductive and impatient, funny and cute

Top Gun Maverick

Just In Case - @katiesharms - oneshot, Hannix, angst w/ happy ending

Who did this to you? - @justfandomwritings - oneshot, Hangman, so good, see warnings

Do not disturb - @callsign-valley - oneshot, Hangman, 18+

Slow Burn - @ereardon - series, completed, Hangman, 18+ - amazing story! So well written, ending up pregnant with Hangman's baby after a ons, happy ending

Haunted by the Ghost of You - TheRebelHunter on ao3 - series, TG86, Hop 31 but instead of one jet going down, both jets go down, Goose survives but all four (Mav, Goose, Ice & Slider) get injured - I helped create the plot, as this started out as a au in the tgm discord. Angsty but amazing!

Where I'm From - @sometimes-i-write-good - oneshot, Hangman, first date, Jake is a sweetheart & gentleman, clearly knows what treating a girl is supposed to be like, loved the ending

Others

An Old Flame II - @b00kdiary - series, Aemond Targaryen, 18+, amazing dialogue!

[dreamsmp-au-ideas]

🐖

Hi! It's been a while since I've submitted anything but here I am, with a new idea.

A time loop AU.

The world of dsmp is a one giant loop tak "resets" every few thousands years, when new people finally forget about the past.

In this AU, three people from dsmp are immortal and become someone else.

Tommyinnit, after being revived, becomes immortal. He can't really die, and he sees as everything and everyone around him turn to dust so he takes adult Michael amd leaves to see the world. During their travel, they part ways and Tommy ends up in a hardcore world where he gets a pair of black wings. He also takes a new name, Philza Minecraft . His original name now awkward and unfamiliar. He falls in love and has a son, who he names Wilbur. Later Wilbur Soot.

Michael_Beloved lives with his dads until they die of old age and then leaves with Tommy. Before that he trained under Technoblade and gets his crown after Techno crumbles to dust. Michael becomes a well known pvper, winning more and more, looking for more ways to test himself. He starts hearing voices. Voices that feed of his bloody victories, always wanting more and more. He learns how to ignore them. People start whispering. The call him "The Blood God Technoblade" and he became too awkward to correct them. Techno forgets his name and who he was. He and Tommy, meet again and start an empire, then leave and live, knowing that time has no effect on them. Techno meets Philza's kid, Wilbur. Years later he would answer a latter, full of fear, anger and feeling of betrayal and do what he knows best, destroy a corrupted government.

Foolish Junior leaves last. He buries his father, grandfather, aunt and little sister and leaves. He learns about architecture, about beauty and destruction. He becomes a god, like his father once was. He meets a nice guy and they have fun. They part and when Foolish sees Eret again, they don't remember him, and her eyes are sad.

One way or another, all three of them see Dream SMP again. But they don't remember it.

Philza doesn't remember the way he gave up his lives and most treasured possessions for L'manberg's independence. Tubbo is a stranger, not his brother in everything but blood. He only sees a corrupted place that destroyed his son and hurt his best friend. He destroys it and doesn't care.

Technoblade sees a government that needs to be destroyed. He doesn't remember his father and takes his life, leaving him with horrible scars. He destroys a place that was his father and uncle's pride, feeling victorious, not guilty.

Foolish tries to live normally but can't. Every time he thinks things are good, someone comes and destroys it. It leaves him empty.

(This AU came out of nowhere but I've felt like I needed to share it!

This is a Incredible Concept!

Maybe we have a Loop where they Remember.

Imagine Phil!Tommy Just Hating What he Became.

And Techno!Micheal is Trying to Help his Parents and his Younger Self. He Need to Protect his Sonder.

Wait Didn't Boo Die? No that Won't Happen again

He Fails

Jr Has no True grievances. Well All but Eret and his Sacrifice for him. He will Never Regret that.

What should this Au be Called?

[yslkook]

sonder

pairing: taehyung x reader (exes au) summary: sonder: the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own. or

“What am I about to say?”

“That nothing has worked out for you since we dated, because even though the women you date are all wonderful, all you see in them is me,” You exhale, “I might have to kick you out if you say something as predictable as that.”

word count: 3459 warnings: alcohol, smut (penetrative sex, oral f receiving, tae is possessive for like half a second, some tears) a/n: inspired by these pictures of taehyung. also if this feels rushed, that was on purpose- i wanted to make them kinda messy 

Your second whiskey of the evening burns something bitter in the back of your throat, but you welcome it. It’s a welcome respite from the shitty week you’ve had, but that’s besides the point.

One of your favorite things to do to unwind after a tough week is to people watch, and one of your favorite places to do so was at the bars near your apartment. You liked to create vivid stories for these people that walked through the bar- who they were, what their backstories were. It was an amusing game to you, and even if both Yoongi and Hobi told you that you needed a better hobby, you’d only scoff at them.

Speaking of, Yoongi was supposed to be joining you soon. But apparently he’s running late. About fifteen minutes late, according to his cryptic text from earlier:

yoongi: running late, im bringing a friend

You think nothing of it, not really. And you just sip on your whiskey, watching a pair of new faces walk through the door from your stealthy booth in the corner of the bar.

You should’ve known that when Yoongi had said he was bringing a friend, it meant Taehyung. You briefly remember Yoongi telling you that Taehyung had moved back to the city a few weeks ago.

Taehyung, who had moved away halfway across the world years ago as a novice in the art history world. Taehyung, who had broken your delicate heart and taken pieces of it with him more than five years ago.

But even so, you harbor no ill feelings towards the man. He did what he had to do, and you did as well. It’s been so long now, that he should almost be a stranger to you. 

Yoongi watches the way your lips part in surprise at the sight of Taehyung- he knows there are still lingering feelings, maybe a lack of closure. Maybe something else that you don’t feel like discussing or diving into. You send him a hearty death glare his way but Yoongi ignores it.

You and Taehyung are nothing if not stubborn. Taehyung hasn’t stopped asking about you since he moved back to the city.

After all, you’ve hardly dated since Taehyung broke up with you. You had sincerely, genuinely believed that he was your one and only, your forever. It just hadn’t felt right, not with anyone else. So you just stopped, not wanting to force love with people if your heart really wasn’t in it.

And now, Taehyung is standing in front of you, dressed in expensive black from head to toe, looking as if he had just walked off of the runway before meeting up with Yoongi. His hair is longer than you ever remembered it being, two small silver hoops in his ears.

Handsome. He looks healthy and warm. He looks good.

You clear your throat and wave at both of them, opening your arms for a hug. Yoongi’s hug is brief, you see the man at least once or twice a week, but you pinch his waist for ambushing you like this. You gasp softly when Taehyung wraps his arms around you. You’d apparently forgotten how his body just fits into yours. Even after all this time.

It truly hasn’t been that long, but it feels like it.

“Hi,” Taehyung breathes into your hair. You should pull away, you really should. You can’t even meet Yoongi’s eyes, too bewitched by the hold that Taehyung somehow still has on you. 

You feel as though your heart is running a mile a minute, and yet it feels like you’re greeting an old friend after a long time. 

“Taehyung,” You say softly, his name sounding like a ghost of a memory, “It’s been a long time.”

You sit in your booth and Taehyung sits next to Yoongi. It feels like three old friends catching up after a while, not like if two exes are sitting with their mutual best friend trying not to catch glimpses of the other.

You take a sip of your drink with shaky hands. It’s going to be a long night.

At some point during the evening, Yoongi claims that Hoseok has an emergency and that he has to go. You think he planned this (both him and Hobi), because there’s a meddling glint in his eye that you haven’t seen recently.

You panic, scrambling to somehow get Yoongi to stay, so that you’re not alone with Taehyung. You’re afraid of what you might do or say. Or for what you might not do or say.

And yet, talking to him comes like second nature. Maybe it’s because you have years of history between the both of you, even if you haven’t spoken in the last five.

It hurt so much. When he broke up with you, you mourned the loss of your best friend. He had said you could try to be friends, but you couldn’t handle it at the time. And then more time went by… and suddenly, he was barely a thought in your passing mind. Yet, he still lingered, in your mannerisms. Maybe some part of you was still waiting on him. Which wasn’t healthy… But it wasn’t hurting anyone. And besides, you were okay. But you had never really believed in soulmates until Taehyung. Perhaps it was the lack of closure. 

At least that’s what you convinced yourself, because seeing Taehyung like this, laughing and talking to you as if no time has past throws you for a loop.

Mainly because… it’s so easy to fall into conversation with him. It’s so easy to laugh with him and make him laugh. You enjoy learning about everything he’s been up to over the last few years, all of his adventures, the sights he’s seen. How enthusiastic he is, how he finds beauty in everything.

You both had always been such good friends. Maybe that’s what you miss more than anything. Somehow, hours go by and you both are left to be the only ones in the bar-

“Hey what brought you here to begin with?” Taehyung asks, holding the door open for you, “Had a bad day? You still like people watching?”

“Yeah,” You say wistfully, “Something like that.”

He squeezes your shoulder in reassurance. You catch his eyes in the streetlights and feel your heart swell.

Even if it’s been more than five years since you saw Taehyung last, since you felt his fingers thread in between yours… it still feels so familiar. It’s funny, isn’t it? How so much time can go by, how you can be strangers on paper but feel like you’ve known his soul for this entire time.

His smile glows in the moonlight. A light breeze cradles him, carding through his dark strands of hair gently. You can vividly recall a time when it was you- your fingers running through his hair through soft laughs and unkept promises.

You wonder if your heart is still his, after all this time. It’s not as if you’ve had many people to compare your all-consuming five year relationship to in the last few years. Every person you met, you found yourself comparing to your ex-boyfriend. It wasn’t healthy.

And you had known that he had moved on from your own mutual friends. You don’t even know if he’s single right now, but you knew he was in a relationship a year ago… Or maybe two? Maybe you should care a little more, but you’ll blame it on the whiskey for causing you to squeeze his hand a little harder and lean into him.

Taehyung looks exactly the same, he feels exactly the same as he did when you were twenty-two and stupid enough to believe that you would make it. He’s always felt like he fit the messy edges of your soul perfectly, and even now, you feel that familiar warmth of his soul rubbing up against yours.

Even as he’s chatting away, eyes crinkling in genuine happiness, you’re hardly listening. You’re only thinking about how nice he feels next to you. 

Serendipity. It must be serendipity, for him to show up in your life again when you had been teetering on the edge of misery and self-deprecation. Your head is jumbled, brain filled with nothing but sweet memories of him and your heart is aching for something you might never have again.

But all you have is now. So when Taehyung twirls you easily and sways with you under the dimmed light of a street lamp, pulling a surprised laugh out of you, you make your decision.

“Where’s your new big girl apartment?” Taehyung asks, a hint of longing in his tone.

“It’s not new,” You scoff, “But I live, like, five blocks away.”

Taehyung takes your hand in his again, asking you questions about your apartment. How you found it, do you like it, do you have roommates. To which you shrug and tell him that you like being alone. Something shifts in his eyes, something sad. He recalls your thirst for life when you both had been together- always ready to try something new, always wanting to be around people, always dreaming with your head in the sky.

He wonders what changed. You’re so quiet, eyes a little dark, shoulders tense. Maybe that’s what growing up is. Maybe that’s what tumbling out of your early twenties and into your late twenties is.

Or maybe you’ve just changed in general. It’s been a long time, after all. Since you both mutually broke up, since he moved halfway across the globe. 

But still, he catches sparks, flutters of embers in your gaze. He catches the tender, playful excitement that you’ve always held near and dear to your heart- it’s what made you and him such a good team years ago.

Talking to him is so easy, not that you thought it would be difficult to begin with. It’s always been easy with him, easy to laugh with him, easy to love him. 

The front door of your apartment building comes into view. Your hand is still in his. Taehyung hesitates on letting you go, but he does.

“It was nice to see you,” Taehyung murmurs, allowing himself the brush of the back of his hand on your cheekbone, “I mean it.”

“Yeah. I’m glad I ran into you, too. Even if I was stuffing my face with whiskeys,” You grin and lean into his touch, “Even if Yoongi probably played both of us.”

“Don’t know when you became such a whiskey girl.”

“It’s been years, Taehyung. I’m sure I’ve got a few more surprises for you,” You say, smile falling into something more intense, “Wanna come find out what they are?”

“Thought you’d never ask, sweetheart.”

Taehyung’s lips are on yours the minute you close the door to your apartment. His hands are molded to your hips over your clothes and you instantly moan into his mouth loudly, slipping your tongue past his lips eagerly. Drinking him up as if he’s been yours to drink up this entire time.

You fumble with the buttons of his peacoat, nearly ready to yank the buttons off. Patience has never been your strong suit, but you just want to feel him. 

But the minute you pull away for air, you re-center yourself. No matter how enticing his bitten lips are…

“Are you single?” You ask bluntly.

“Why?” Taehyung says with an arch of his stupidly perfect eyebrow, “You falling in love with me again?”

“Shut up, you wish. I thought you had a girlfriend,” You say pointedly, toeing out of your heels and hanging your jackets up in the coat closet.

“You keeping tabs on me? I knew it,” Taehyung says, looking a little too smug about it.

“Shut the fuck up,” You swat his chest, “Yoongi may have mentioned it to me once or twice.”

More like he told you multiple times when you were drunk, wasted and crying over Taehyung because you never truly got over him. In some corner of the deepest part of your heart, you never got over him.

“I’m not dating anyone. Or talking, seeing anyone,” Taehyung shrugs, “That didn’t work out. Nothing’s really worked out, not since…”

“Don’t say it,” You mutter, “Don’t say what I think you’re about to say.”

You need another drink. So you pour yourself another hefty glass of whiskey and pour one out for him, too.

“What am I about to say?”

“That nothing has worked out for you since we dated, because even though the women you date are all wonderful, all you see in them is me,” You exhale, “I might have to kick you out if you say something as predictable as that.”

“And if it’s true?”

“Then I’m definitely kicking you out. Might need another five years to see you again,” You whisper. He moves closer to you, tentatively holding your hips in his. You don’t push him away, only looking up at him with wide eyes.

“I missed you so fucking much,” Taehyung breathes into your hair, wrapping you in a hug, “You have no idea. And you? Are you single?”

“No, you missed the idea of me. Of us,” You mumble, but you’re unable to pull out of his hold, “We were young, we had dreams… And yeah, I’m single.”

“We could’ve made it work-”

“Taehyung, stop it,” You mutter, throat going dry with barely concealed yearning for him, “We both made the choices we made for a reason. You’re here and I’m here for a reason. Don’t wanna talk about what if’s with you anymore. Just kiss me, Taehyung-”

Taehyung doesn’t need to be told twice, cupping your face in his big hands and pressing his soft lips to yours instantly. Time feels like nothing between you both, but it feels like he’s trying to learn this new version of you through your kiss. 

You’re undecided on whether this is a one time thing, but all you know is that you want him. And you want him now. His hands are warm over your thighs as he lifts you up in his arms, your chest plastered to his. His hair has gotten longer, dark strands effortlessly falling into his forehead.

He’s so handsome and you swoon when his lips press against your neck. Taehyung still remembers what you like, what your favorite spots are.

It’s almost as if no time has passed. You both ignore it, ignore the nostalgia creeping into the crevices of your kisses.

“Mmm, my bedroom’s that way,” You mumble hoarsely, pulling away with hooded eyes. 

“You’ll have to give me a proper tour later,” Taehyung says, his voice somehow even deeper.

“Yeah, you’d be so lucky,” You snort and Taehyung shuts you up with another searing kiss. He doesn’t miss the meticulous way you’ve decorated your cozy home, pops of color and decorations that are so very you in every corner. He sees a small photo collage in the corner of your bedroom. 

Once upon a time, a photo of you and him would’ve been the crown jewel.

“Tae,” You mumble, “Stop, focus on me. I want you-”

So he does.

Your legs close around Taehyung’s head, his tongue slipping into your glossy folds for the third time that evening. He can’t get enough of your soft noises, even when you’re telling him it’s too much, you widen your legs for him to slot in between them easily. Taehyung hikes your legs over his shoulder, nearly rutting into the bed at the sight of your quivering bottom lip and the way your tits bounce.

He palms you lewdly, squeezing and pinching.  “You’re so wet,” Taehyung moans into your pussy, “Fuck, baby-”

“Taehyung,” You breathe, voice sounding broken even to your own ears, “I want you, I want your cock…”

“You sure you want this?” Taehyung asks, his voice strained.

“Yeah,” You nod eagerly, “Do you?” 

With a nod, “Do you have condoms?” He rasps, nose nudging your clit.

“Y-yeah,” You moan, “The nightstand, first drawer. Brand new box, never before used-”

“Really?” Taehyung raises an eyebrow, “When was the last time, baby?”

“The last time what,” You whine, tugging on his forearm.

“Last time you had sex,” Taehyung says, pulling the box out from your nightstand. 

“Uhhh… when you broke up with me?” You shrug sheepishly, rubbing the back of your neck.

“Shit,” He groans, “Seriously?”

You don’t miss how he palms himself over his pants at your words. He’s always had a hint of possessiveness in him, and you already know that he’s trying to process that the last person, the only person to have ever seen you like this was him.

“Yeah, I didn’t have luck the way you did, I guess,” You say lightly, “Not that I was trying very hard, though.”

“Damn, baby, nobody’s been loving you right, huh?” Taehyung says, pulling out a condom from the box with shaky hands.

“Yeah. Not even you,” You say. Maybe that was mean, but his eyes flash at you in warning.

“Come here,” He says, a soft demand, “Did you miss me?”

You shrug playfully and unbutton his pants for him. He swats your roaming hands away and they land on his belly, your nails scratching lazily. Taehyung has always looked like a vision, but seeing him like this, hovering above you with golden, tanned skin and his jaw locked, looking every bit like the man of your dreams...

He commands, demands respect. Your pussy throbs just from the sight of him shucking off his pants and his boxers in one go, tugging his hard and heavy cock roughly with one hand.

You swear you drool. Your head is empty, only thoughts of him, his big hands, broad shoulders-

“Did you miss me, baby,” Taehyung asks again, voice a little rougher, a little harsher.

“Does it matter,” You challenge him, “You only want my pussy-”

“And you only want my cock-”

“So give it to me then. Since you know me so well,” You sneer. You gasp in surprise when he swats your thigh and then moan his name when he pushes the head of his cock into you without much warning.

“You talk so fucking much,” Taehyung breathes, cupping your cheeks with one hand.

“Shit,” You gasp, “You’re so fucking big-”

You squeeze your eyes shut and Taehyung stills inside of you, giving you time to adjust to him. He peppers sweet kisses over your forehead, a contrast to his previous words. You cannot believe that somehow, Taehyung is back in your bed, his cock buried deep within you. 

The thought makes your eyes water. You’re a little overwhelmed.

“What’s wrong,” Taehyung asks when he sees your wet eyes, pressing his forehead to yours.

“Nothing, you’re just so big,” You mumble, avoiding his eyes. Taehyung looks at you suspiciously but says nothing.

He’s the only one who’s ever had you like this. The thought makes something in his belly flare, the urge to leave bruises on your welcoming hips and pound into your wet pussy growing and growing with each second.

But he doesn’t move, not until you give him the okay. Taehyung’s fingers are tight around your hips, loose around your neck, his lips plastered to any inch of skin he can reach. With the first rock of his hips into you, you wrap your legs around his waist and shudder in his arms.

He nuzzles your neck, chest plastered against yours. Your nails are tightly pressed into his biceps, surely leaving marks for tomorrow morning. Your soft cries of his name sound like sweet rapture, something he’s been searching for for years. Or something that he had and something he let go of.

And then he wonders how he ever spent the last few years not buried in your pussy, when you feel something like home to him.

“You know, I moved back here a few weeks ago,” Taehyung says, turning on his side to face you, hands gentle over your chest.

“Oh, I know. Yoongi and Hobi wouldn’t shut up about it. They really missed you,” You reply, not meeting his eyes.

“And you? Did you?” Taehyung asks again. You hesitate.

“Does it matter, Taehyung?” You mumble, brushing his hair away from his eyes, “Does it change anything?”

“It could. If you wanted it to,” He murmurs, pulling you into his chest. His fingers are light over your spine, but you scoff.

“Don’t say shit like that,” You sigh, pressing your hand to his face. 

He only laughs with his big, bright smile and pulls you in closer, kissing your forehead. “I can leave you know. If you want me to. If this is... weird.”

“I think we’re way past weird, Taehyung. If I wanted you to leave, I would’ve kicked you out by now,” You say easily and ignore the way his smile sends unfamiliar butterflies through your belly, “Go to sleep. I’ll decide if I wanna kick you out in the morning.”

[yaehao]

warning: this is the endgame point so please do not proceed unless you’ve read part 26!!

Word Count: 532

“Nevermind, I’ll call you later tonight.”

Jake stood completely still, the look in your face telling everything he needed to know. You watched as he pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth, the look he sent back to you being filled with hurt, but understanding.

Your heart cracked a bit for him. He had been there for you through thick and thin no matter what, but you knew it just wasn’t him that you had your heart set on. You stood in a moment of silence, not wanting to walk inside your house and leave him, but also not wanting to say anything that could possibly make the situation more awkward. Not that you could find anything to say in the first place.

There was no point in standing around any longer, though. Both you and Jake knew as such, and he didn’t want to keep you around any longer while you were supposed to be confessing to the boy you actually chose.

He straightened his back a bit and gave you a smile. The usual bright one that was filled with security and comfort. 

“Yn.”

“Jake I’m sorry-”

“Don’t apologize, Yn. It’s okay.” His voice was soft and reassuring, even though you knew that his heart was aching. “Whoever you choose, you’re gonna be great together. So go get him.”

You smiled. It was hesitant at first, but widened when you saw the new look in his eye. One of determination and absolution. You felt a bit more at ease at the words of encouragement Jake gave you. It would hurt for a bit, but you and Jake were both sure that he would be okay.

“Thank you, Jakey.”

“Of course, dummy.”

You waved at him as you stepped inside your house and closed the door. Jake lingered around for just a moment longer and let out a heavy sigh before turning and continuing his route back to his house. As soon as you stepped inside, your pocket buzzed with an incoming call on your phone. You pulled it out to look at the caller ID, expecting it to be from one of your parents, maybe even Sunoo or Yuna, but your heart dropped when you saw who was really calling.

White text flashed across your screen, displaying Jay’s name as if he was timing this whole thing. You ran your fingers through your hair before accepting the call and bringing your phone to your ear.

“Jay! What’s up?”

“Hi, Yn!” You could basically feel his nervousness through the phone. “I know the sun’s already going down, but I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight? Maybe get dinner and then walk around the city?”

You knew exactly why he was asking. Jay knew exactly what today entailed, and he knew that whether you accepted or rejected his invitation would give him the answer that he had either been hoping or dreading for. You paused for a moment, and cursed his timing before actually thinking about what you wanted.

You closed your eyes, letting the deciding words fall from your lips.

“Yeah, give me a second to get ready.”

“I think I’m gonna meet someone else tonight.”

⤷ sonder: an enhypen social media au

summary: y/n lives a double life, where by day she's just a student at belift academy with a side job at the nearby cafe, and by night she's a faceless internet singer slowly gaining popularity. after a few months in, her interest is being piqued by the fanboy who keeps leaving her the sweetest messages, the mysterious customer that seems to always be around on her shift, and the one classmate that she can't stop running into

part 26.5: the second choice

previous: the choice

series masterlist

a note!: click the link of your choice for what to say ! and choose wisely, your choices matter from this point on :P if the links aren’t up yet, you’re just a bit early LOL just refresh and it should be there!

[koorminii]

mari tagged me telepathically and loml rena tagged me as well <3 ty babes @ughbehavior @juiceofmoons

favorite color: has been purple since middle school 😭 it’s been a long time and it’s never changed, all shades of purple are my fav fav fav and i also love warm tones <3

currently reading: i had a book i wanted to read and forgot to write it down so unless i find it in my tabs somewhere… i have no clue. i have so many books i want to read but haven’t started, so as of right now i just read a lot of lengthy fics on ao3 but usually not x reader but movie/tv show/book pairings

last song: one night only by sonder

last series: boku no hero academia !! if there’s any anime lovers out there pls hmu 🥹

last movie: snow white and the huntsman! netflix added a bunch of older movies that used to be my childhood faves so i’ve been running through those as of late. i also watched cloudy and a chance of meatballs with my sister 😭

sweet/savory/spicy: i’ll rank from least to most fav.

1. spicy 2. sweet 3. savory — honestly sweet things give me headaches and i don’t eat them all that often but i do enjoy them more than spicy food even tho i also like spicy food… IDK.

currently working on: 1. chan’s csc installment OFC !! 2. end of the world au 3. minho fic 4. fake dating au 5. estranged childhood friends to lovers — and i’m actively working on all of them…. so don’t hurt me i swear chan is my first priority 😭

tagging: @svintsandghosts @hyun-bun @hanjiesgf @lix-ables @cosmic-railwayxo @hh0320/ @hwan-g @myjisung @j-0ne25 && idk whoever else wants to do it is welcome to!! and pls tag me if you do <3 no pressure

[clambuoyance]

i miss blue sonder tbh but also i know that fanworks like that have a lot that go into it and it's nobody's fault (especially with multiple creators!) if it fizzles out. still though that world and the lore fascinates me and it was just super amazing ngl. i loved it so much! i knew your homestuck stuff back in the day but only found ur stuff through blue sonder, didn't realize it was the same person! pretty cool i think

aw yeah i miss blue sonder a lot too, but it was really fun to make!! it started way back in october where there weren’t many aus going on and spiraled into this big thing lol. i honestly feel like i learned a lot about comic making/scripting and working on a project with a bunch of other people :0 but alas, it was a project fueled by shared passion and as a fanwork thats just how it be sometimes. i mean, it’d be kinda cool to show what we had planned but i’d have to ask lol

[shewhospeakswiththunder]

Perhaps you’re feeling bored at home or, if considered an “essential” worker like me, you need a little fun and stress relief. Here is my masterpost of fic recs from my two years of reading so far. Maybe you’ll find something new, or reconnect with an old favorite. Either way--

Enjoy! 😷💕

Reylo Fics that Deserve All the Love

Near Kinsman by englishable

Englishable is just one of the best writers I’ve encountered in fandom. This historical western mail order bride AU is top notch quality.

The Masochism of Self-Defence by greyorchids

The Reylo dynamic in this Boston PD AU is steamy, but also heartfelt. 

So Much Thin Glass by walkingsaladshooter

Never knew I loved modern day Gothic AUs until I ran across this one.

Heaven Forbid by DarkKnightDarkSide

I was stunned by the author’s creativity in this Priestlo fic. So smutty. So... inventive 😉🔥

Sonder by deathbyhumidity

Two strangers passing each other by on the train. Soft, dreamlike, somber, poignant. Modern AU.

And Still I Would Remember by Inmyownidiom

A Victorian era AU of two souls that parted and come crashing back together.

So, You've Decided to Glamour a Human Girl. by selunchen

Faeries AU! Ben, a fae, and Rey, a human. Shenanigans ensue.

Live Long, and Prosper by SaintHeretical

For the Reylo Trekkies. Hell, even if you don't do Star Trek, read this. PHENOMENAL.

Mr. Solo & Miss Wellfound by LinearA

“Regency/Victorian AU, Ben sees Rey's stockinged ankle by accident.”

Diyari by Nervoustouch

Modern archeologists AU. Snarky banter with dashes of Indiana Jones, The Mummy, and Sahara vibes.

Drawn to the light of your burning sorrows by Kyriadamorte

The Mothlo AU you didn’t know you needed. Both gritty and soft.

Crown Glass by RebelRebel

Fantasy AU, with lots of beautiful imagery and engaging character dynamics.

Kohelet 3:16 (Call Me A Cab) by LinearA

NYC Jewish Leia and Ben. Skillfully layered plot, nuanced characterization. Smut is HOT.

By the Shores of Varykino Lake by hipgrab (merrymegtargaryen)

Unhealthy dynamics, definitely read the tags. “There’s a lot of fucked-up-ness”, in the author’s own words. But it’s good writing. Fair warning.

Let Me Put My Darkness In You by ArdeaJestin

Canonverse. Hux is an insufferable, pompous ass and Kylo Ren writes terrible, melodramatic poetry.

Wintertide by Zabeta

Whimsical and primitive in turn, this lives up to the style of a true fairytale AU.

The Forty Thieves by PoetHrotsvitha

Peaky Blinders/Gangsters AU. Rey starts as Ben’s bartender and ends up as so much more.

I Said to My Soul, Be Still by LinearA

Dark!Rey takes her man. 🥵🔥💕

Hux's Rousing Pep Talks by Riels_shorts

This fic is hysterical. It’s not Reylo, and I don’t care. My list, my rules.

It's All I Can Do To Leave You Alone by TazWren

Office AU. Silly, spunky, with a bashful Ben. 

Sip the Honey Sweet by dietplainlite

Anne of Green Gables-esque/Edwardian era AU, the title really says it all.

The Pull to the Light by HarpiaHarpyja

Entrancingly macabre. This modern/fantasy/monsters AU catches your attention from the get-go, and never lets you off the hook.

lay then the axe to the root by sciosophia

All the Bronte goodness, plus smut.

The Golden Age by TourmalineGreen

Golden Age of Hollywood AU in which Ben is a jaded actor in serious need of an image fix, in the form of fresh-faced actress Rey.

Never Be Your Curse by Kate_Reid 

Kylo Ren is a go-go dancer in this AU. That was enough to get my attention 😘

Gallows God by Killtheselights

Bursting with deliciously grim imagery, an intelligent take on Norse mythology.

Thunderstorms, Clouds, Snow, and a Slight Drizzle by aNerdObsessed

Who doesn’t love an ugly sweater Christmas party? Ben Solo, that’s who. All the nostalgic wintertime feels in this modern AU.

Though My Soul Has Set in Darkness by englishable

It’s not long, but it’s good. A lyrical dive into the mindspace of child Ben Solo. A true gem. Also not technically Reylo. Still don’t care.

I Dare You by tinylittlebrain

Daredevil Kylo has pissed off ER doc Rey Kenobi for the last time. Spicy!

stuck in colder weather by redbelles

Professor Ren stops grad student Rey from biking home in a snow storm. And takes her to his home. You can guess where this goes 😉

Between Sky and Sea by nessalk

Serious Indiana Jones vibes with a Caribbean flair. Painstakingly researched, and moments of true beauty and joy.

But Before Tomorrow by Kate_Reid

Such good writing. Canonverse.

The Sword of Prince Hector by englishable

Exploration of what redemption might feel like for Ben, canonverse. 

if compassion be the breath of life, breathe on me by Victoryindeath2

All the angst and unknowns that we were left with in the wake of TLJ are soothed in this canonverse piece.

build a ladder to the stars by redbelles

An exploration of events post-Crait. Fantastic, beautifully written.

nor are we forgiven (which brings us back) by TolkienGirl

Both Kylo and Rey get to see what life would have been like if they both got exactly what they thought they wanted after TLJ. Fascinating read. 

Forsworn by Erulisse17

This Mando/ST crossover has everything you could want--action, witty banter, space romance! So much fun!

Reylo Favorites & Classics

One Shots

59 Minutes by delia-pavorum (literaryminded)

For Science by KyloTrashForever, ohwise1ne

He Made It Through the Wilderness (somehow he made it through) by LovesBitca8

light carries on endlessly by lachesisgrimm (olga_theodora)

Grey by ocjones

The Idiot's Guide to Flirting by Violetwilson

High School/College AU

I Caught Fire by KyloTrashForever

Mountain Springs High School by animal

Epithumia by pontmercy44

Soul Searching by OptimisticBeth

Office/Workplace AU

Sensual Storytime by andabatae

The Food of Love by LovesBitca8

Historical/Dystopia AU

Hiraeth by Ferasha

a manner of virtue by neonheartbeat

The lamb's thirst by animal

Wanted by Inmyownidiom

She Who Would be Queen by sasstasticmad

go i know not whither and fetch i know not what by voicedimplosives

ABO

Knot My First Time by KyloTrashForever

Canonverse/Canon-divergent

variations on a theme of you by diasterisms (Reydar)

i will be the wolf by diasterisms

Sky Marked Souls by AnonymousMink

The Death of Kylo Ren by nymja

World In My Eyes by sasstasticmad

i'm always in this twilight (in the shadow of your heart) by diasterisms

Catch Me I’m Falling by violethoure666

Sword of the Jedi by diasterisms

You'll Be the One to Turn by postedbygaslight

Dark Crown by Violetwilson

Harry Potter AU

Nocturnal Studies And Other Peculiar Magic by WaterlilyRose

Otherwise Modern AU

Pretense by Celia_and

Insta-heart by slipgoingunder

Serotonin and Dopamine by pontmercy44

The Elusive Mating Dance of the Porgus Adorabilis by andabatae

Hanging by a Moment by crossingwinter

WAR DOGS by fulcrumstardust

miles from where you are by Mooncactus

Charcoal by luvkurai

Stay by jeeno2

coarse and rough and irritating by frak-all (or_ryn)

Blades Crossed by the-reylo-void (Anysia)

Embers by sciosophia

Mitan, Midi by animal

Janus by englishable

Say My Name by Graendoll

Thank You for The Music by hipgrab (merrymegtargaryen)

darling, so it goes by akosmia

This is the Sign You've Been Looking For by RebelRebel

Broken Things by midnightbluefox

One-Night Stand by delia-pavorum (literaryminded)

The Rebel Side of Heaven by jeeno2

On The Bumpy Road (To Love) by violethoure666

we could plant a house, we could build a tree by Like_A_Dove

I’d Like My Obituary to Hint at a Sequel by Violetwilson

Only If You Want To by Violetwilson

Not Reylo, Still Awesome

Gingerflower/Gingerrose, Armitage Hux/Rose Tico 

Between Sand and Sea by Brit Hux-Tico (birchwoods01)

If Ever I Would Leave You by Weddersins

Her Yellow Rainboots by Weddersins

Merrical, Cal Kestis/Merrin (Jedi: Fallen Order)

The Stars Alight by FlyingMachine

Heavy Ice by FlyingMachine

Caltrilla, Cal Kestis/Trilla Suduri (Jedi: Fallen Order)

No One Else by xanderwilde

call it what you want by xanderwilde

tear you to pieces by xanderwilde

Dramione, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter Universe)

Now Is A Gift by SenLinYu

Sex and Occlumency by Graendoll

Zutara, Katara/Zuko (Avatar: the Last Airbender)

oracle bones by an orphaned account

Fics by Me

Virtue Ethics

Reylo College AU (completed)

Dr. Ben Solo, adjunct philosophy professor and part-time martial arts instructor, discovers a young woman in his Intro to Philosophy course whom he thinks may not actually be enrolled at the University.

Chiasmus

Reylo Role-reversal canonverse AU (WIP)

Scourge of the galaxy, Kira Ren, is tasked by the First Order to eliminate the last of the Jedi. When she captures hotshot podracer Ben Solo to extract Luke Skywalker’s location from him, things do not go according to plan. 

This Dance of Light, This Sacred Blessing

Snapshots of a modern Reylo AU. Smutty, prosey one-shot.

Listen Up, Kid

Canonverse Reylo Post TLJ one-shot

The ghosts of Supreme Leader Kylo Ren's past are back to haunt him with a vengeance. A well-meaning, familial kind of vengeance. Or, A Star Wars Carol.

Ben’s Body

Reylo Modern AU (completed)

Rey is an up and coming sculptor specialising in human shape and form. Her new next door neighbour has a body to die for and she's determined to preserve it in marble forever. Now she just has to convince dashing and reclusive Ben to model for her. Preferably naked.

Growin’ Up

Reylo High School AU (completed)

Ben Solo was supposed to only be ruining his own life with his bad decisions. Rey Niima was just trying to pay attention in class. Both get stuck in detention.

Seven Texts, 2 AM

Reylo Modern AU, smutty one-shot

Ben has good reasons not to have sex with his neighbor, Rey. She has other ideas.

Song of the Forest

Reylo Fantasy/BatB/Fairytale AU (completed)

Once upon a time, a girl with an unknown past appeared on the doorsteps of a lord’s manor, and now the forest at the edge of the lord’s property is calling to her.

A Season of Frost & Warmth

Modern Reylo P&P AU (completed)

When Ben shows up to a Halloween party with no costume, it only confirms Rey’s certainty that he is the world’s biggest jerk. Until it comes to light that maybe... he isn’t. 

Follow Me Home

Modern Werewolf Reylo AU (completed)

Rey gets stone drunk and brings home a big cute husky she found in an alley. The next morning, she finds a naked man built like a fridge sleeping on her living room floor, and no dog in sight.

The Gentleness That Comes

Reylo Modern AU one-shot

Underground boxer!Ben is resigned to his life of violence, until he meets a pretty new bartender one night.

Unlikely, Unbidden, Unbound

Gingerflower canonverse AU (WIP)

General Hux is imprisoned by the Resistance when the First Order falls. He had known his death was coming, it was simply a matter of course. He’s disappointed to learn the Resistance has other plans, and an unwavering policy of giving people second chances.

@thereylowritingden @reylofic @nancylovesreylo @grlie-girl @lilia-ula @greyforceuser @tazwren @mhcalamas

[katierosefun]

thanks for letting me drag you back into star trek nonsense, and also for having your third eye open with Jim and Obi-Wan and ... yeah

also for your consideration: a star wars fic taking place at starfleet academy in an au

of course, sonder, who else am i going to discuss star wars and star trek? (and also,,,,jim/obi-wan, my beloved.....what’s the ship name for them? i just spent like five minutes trying to think of one and no luck all of them sound kinda bad) 

but also oh my gosh wait wait wait give me a sec, but like: 

kobayashi maru but with tcw fam: mildly chaotic, but also i think it goes well because anakin’s hella ballsy

wait

does that make obi-wan the one who put the kobayashi maru together--

anakin and rex as roommates 

yoda’s just floating around here somewhere--he has an idea of who’s going to wind up being on which ship together, which is why he purposely puts obi-wan, anakin, rex, ahsoka, and the rest of tcw fam in all these scenarios together because “hmmmmmm they’d make a good crew” 

i think there needs to be some kind of solid heart-to-heart about what makes a good captain anyways and it’s one thing to have the marks, but once we’re out there in space, what happens then? 

obi-wan initially didn’t really want to go into space because that’s how he lost the person who got him into starfleet academy, ie. qui-gon. obi-wan’s fine with just being an instructor at starfleet, thank u very much. 

anakin “the galaxy is huge and i’m gonna see every single star” skywalker roping obi-wan along because suddenly obi-wan’s reminded of another young man who used to get super excited about seeing the stars 

ahsoka “i’m the youngest one in starfleet, so don’t you underestimate me but also i’m insecure that everyone’s going to always see me as a little kid” tano constantly making sure that she’s getting good marks because no one would take her seriously otherwise 

rex “my big brother got into starfleet, and now i’ve gotten into starfleet, can people stop comparing us for like one second”.....being ridiculously pleased when people finally see him as him, not just the legendary cody’s baby brother 

[stefciastark]

MJ ~ Webpril Day 10

A/N: So this was an older work of mine from years ago that inspired me to rework and rewrite it to fit the prompt fill. It's quite different from anything else I've done in this collection thus far, in that it's set in an AU where it puts Peter quite OOC compared to his MCU persona. The Peter I've portrayed in this short one-shot is quite jaded and pessimistic in his adult life, having been hurt in love before and instead has become a sort of tortured artist. Peter also doesn't have powers, Harrington is now an arts professor, and Ned is inexplicably clairvoyant. Peter somehow knows he's seen the woman he's painting before, and maybe he has, in another lifetime. This story is a bit darker in sub-tone and doesn't contain any IronDad, but what's a compilation without a bit of variety :) This is a project I've considered making into a full fic, but we'll see what happens with it.

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Paintbrush in hand, he let each colour blend together in a unique dance of raw emotion, letting each stroke convey a secret that resided deep inside him, and he found that the strokes directed themselves once he began. Her face, though only seen ever so briefly, embedded itself into his memory.

The image was beginning to take place on what was once a blank sheet of white, and now a woman with olive skin took over the surface, framed by long and dark hair cascading down the figure’s shoulders. Hazel eyes stared back out at the artist, and the dimming light from the busy city below surrounded the piece of art with a haunting yet dauntingly beautiful quality.

What really caught the eye of the artist, however, was the dark necklace that hung just below her collarbone. It was a black dahlia flower made of glass, some petals cracked, and some completely missing. The memory of it stood out so clearly in his mind, just as her face had when they fleetingly passed each other on the metro during that midsummer afternoon.

An angel must have been looking down upon him and had granted him the opportunity to find love once more, but he couldn’t tell if it was an opportunity that could be defined as cruel, or a golden chance to redeem his heart that had begun to blacken as he got older.

Startled from his reverie, Peter turned around, paintbrush still in hand, palette now empty and canvas now full. The door had creaked open ever so silently and tentatively that he would have nearly missed it if it weren’t for his overindulged paranoia.

“Didn’t anyone teach you to knock?” His tone was laced with annoyance, and it was poorly covered up. This of course didn’t go unnoticed by Ned, but his urgency far surpassed his need to grace Peter’s biting comment with a response.

“Peter, there’s been an accident on Queens Boulevard, and I think this woman you drew may have been involved.”

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The sun had now completely set on New York as Peter turned right and onto where 71st Avenue met Queens Boulevard. Peter had come up to the scene first, the man he still called his best friend arriving moments later.

What met his eyes was an absolute catastrophe, and he wondered how anyone or anything could have survived what was the largest vehicle pileup he had ever seen in his twenty-eight years of existence.

A large semi-truck was keeled over sideways on top of a number of smaller cars. It was a mess that consisted of an assortment of wheels and metallic parts that once belonged to a whole. He could smell the acute tang of iron amongst the powerful odour of gasoline and burnt rubber. In a moment at the wrong place at the wrong time, the lives of ill-fated drivers and unfortunate bystanders alike had ended. Even if some had survived, there would be permanent scars, physical and mental, that would remain for the rest of their lives. It gave Peter a fleeting sense of sonder.

Quashing his initial surprise and his odd sense of apathy regarding what caused such an accident, he turned to Ned and frowned, indifference transforming into confusion and mild vexation. He sighed. “Why am I here, Ned?”

“So, you’re telling me that you’re not expressing an ounce of concern for these people? That’s cold, man.” Giving him a brief sidelong glance and pressing his lips together, Ned moved to be amongst the crowd and reached out to the first man he saw – a police officer – and swiftly made to gather all the information he could about the situation at hand.

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The clock had ticked forward about thirty minutes since the two arrived at the scene of the accident. He returned around fifteen minutes later, having grown weary of (what was essentially) interrogating person after person. He shook his head slowly, communicating ‘nope, I got nothing’.

“Look, this is tragic and all, and I feel really bad, I do, but dude, did you really have to distract me from my artwork? I need to get this piece finished and handed in to Harrington by tomorrow, I don’t have time to be checking out depressing wreckages on the main road.” He paused, shifting his eyes away from the disaster zone and instead transferred his full attention to Ned. “Wait wait, why did you say the woman I drew might be here? And why did I believe you?”

“Because I’m usually right?”

Peter felt a small pang of unease dart across his mind despite himself. He trusted Ned’s intuition – it was rarely ever wrong. Most things that Ned had seen in his visions had come to pass, and Peter hoped that this mystery woman would be no different. He had to meet her, and not in a creepy way. He felt as if in another life or another timeline - should such a thing exist – they had been happy together. Unexpectedly, the image of himself giving the necklace to her featuring himself as a younger, less jaded version of himself, played through his mind. They were standing on a bridge in the night, in a place that was not their home yet was. He felt that anywhere she was became home. It was such an unexpected thought, and yet it was so strangely profound and vivid that it felt more like a memory.

He scanned the wreckage from afar once more, but most victims had long since been extricated from the pretzel made up of what was now just scrap metal. He knew who he was looking for. He was looking for that face he drew in his painting, the face that had been etched permanently into his mind for some time. Once more he recalled that figure silhouetted by long, dark curls that fell like a waterfall in the night. That necklace of a flower with a meaning he had yet to understand.

If she wasn’t there, he didn’t even know where to begin looking. New York was a massive city, full of seemingly infinite twists and turns he hadn’t discovered and probably never would.

He was taken aback by his own obsession with this strange girl. He’d never even truly met her.

His musings were broken by the sound of sirens echoing down the main boulevard, the final ambulances at last departing with the injured and deceased citizens of New York.

He wondered sadly if she was one of them.

A/N: SO, that was definitely different haha What'd you guys think? I enjoyed writing with a bit more of a 'serious' tone, but today's fill was a bit difficult for me, hence the shorter length as well. I also wanted to try something a bit different, so here we have it! See you back with another update tomorrow xx