#that like have christmas as a plot point but dont really have anything to do with christmas?

[slymewitch]

Christmas Carol autism rant

Honestly of all the stories and songs and such that get oversaturated during christmas, I unironically enjoy how many versions of A Christmas Carol there are. Not only because its a good story in general, but because unlike something like Rudolph, every single version has a uniqueness to them. The simplicity of the plot allows for so much messing around with the setting, the timeline, the mood, its all so malleable. And then there are the characters. Scrooge, Marley, and the ghosts specifically are all fairly simple archetypes, but because of their simplicity, each variant of the story can expand on said archetypes however they want, heck they can even completely zigzag the archetypes and put something completely different in the slot of one of the characters. Especially for the ghosts. Usually they’ll just go with the archetypes of angel, santa, death, but every single version gives the trio their own flavor. An angel can be a lot of things, like a girl, or a candle, or a dirty taxi driver, or the Eleventh Doctor. But Scrooge himself is probably the most interesting. Compared to the other characters in the story, he’s the one that changes the least between each adaptation on the surface. Grumpy old man, hates christmas, greedy, bad childhood, bad friends, bad breakup, the works. These guidelines are mostly unflinchingly rigid, but the exact brand of bitterness, and the details of the events, are left up to whoever’s writing. My favorite version by far though is unironically the Muppets version. Unlike most other adaptations, Scrooge doesn’t seem that hateful in that version. He still does the same greedy and evil crap as the other Scrooges, but he isn’t as angry as the rest are. You don’t get the impression that he hates anyone, and he seems more depressed than anything else. Even when he outright says that poor people should die, he just sounds done. Like he’s only saying it because he doesn’t care enough to filter what he says. And of all other Scrooge’s he’s the most willing to change. When he’s shown his past he immediately brightens up upon seeing simpler, more familiar times. When hes with the ghost of christmas present and sees the cratchets and his nephew, he makes the least wisecracks of any other Scrooge, and seems genuinely hurt by how lowly people think of him. And when yet to come arrives, he goes with him willingly, knowing that this is something he must face if he wants to be saved. Oh yeah, if you can’t tell, the muppets version is my favorite, the Marleys scene solidified Statler and Waldorf as my favorite muppets and is easily the highlight of the movie for me. But for some close contenders, George C Scott’s version is definitely the creepiest version Ive ever seen and it gives a lot more context about Scrooge’s life than most others. The Ghost of Christmas present is surprisingly intimidating, and dear GOD yet to come gives me chills. It’s strange how much mileage you can get out of a creaking gate sound effect. The Doctor Who version is also a personal favorite for being both weird and clever at the same time. Weird because its on an alien planet where sharks float in the air and can be used to drive chariots, but still SUPER clever for how it screws around with the story. I dont want to spoil too much, mostly because I want an excuse to not explain how bonkers the story is, but the way they mess with the “past present and future” theming is genius, because of course it was this is doctor who we’re talking about. And of course theres Spirited which is also extremely clever with how it messes with the story, but is also just really fun and charming to watch.

I’ve already written so much that I do not have the energy for a well written conclusion so uh, my point is that Christmas Carol adaptations are awesome despite the fact they probably shouldn’t be, and um…stay hydrated!

[cringelordofchaos]

i kinda wanna get into sp??? not nearly as much as you but like watch a few episodes. i probably wont watch it for a while cause i have a LONGGG list of stuff to watch but everything else is relatively short wheras south park. well. even though im probably a sonic mutual to you i think south park has wayyy too much stuff for me to like. just start from anywhere.

anyway point is do you have any episode suggestions??? i dont really mind if you just decide to give me all the creek episodes and call it a day tbf, the only one i actually have it in my head that i "need" to watch is the transginger ep

SJJFJEJFBFJRJFNF this makes me so happy for some reason !!

The thing is with this show you don't really have to start from anywhere or go in a specific order, at least I didn't and it's pretty episodic so it's really easy to be a casual watcher tbh

I will say thought the show has a ton of like, shock humour n a lot of bigoted characters, like cartman who's a bigot in every way possible but he's never actually justified in his bigotry and the creators of the shown obviously don't share his views but yea

You can watch it on southparkstudios.com for free and with very rare ads - though for some people it won't let them watch anything on it so idk

For creek episodes - there's "tweek x Craig" (my first episode!!!) and "put it down" which is sometime after the aforementioned episode (my second episode-), there's also "tweek vs Craig" which takes place much before tweek x Craig but it doesn't really have much of an impact on their relationship afterwards, though I really like all those episodes especially put it down, for some reason, it actually helped me understand relationships and emotions better ??????? Even though the advice is pretty simple it still helped

Creek also makes minor appearances in splatty tomato (though the episode is mostly about Cartman and Heidis toxic relationship), and buddha box (ep focused on isolating urself from societu pretty much), though they're there !!

As for heidi there's also doubling down which takes place before splatty tomato, and also put it down where her n cartman's relationship is paralleled to creek in a way

This is random but theres also episodes focused on gay acceptance, such as "big gay Al's gay boat ride" (aired in 1997!!!), where Stan learns to accept his dog for being gay essentially, and "cartman sucks" which is actually pretty cursed because half of the plot is about Cartman sexually assaulting butters, uhm but the other half is mostly an anti conversion therapy message (though there's a lot of moments referencing suicide rates in conversion camps)(episode aired in 2008) which is when butters was sent to a conversion camp

Speaking of Butters he's absolutely horridly traumatized and abused and if you'd like to see it on screen there's "butter's very own episode" and "Marjorine" ,both are dark as hell though so uh tw for murder attempt, referenced suicide, and uhh horror themes in general ???

OH ALSO RIGHT. THE TRANSGINGER EPISODE sorry j lost track of my words. It's called "The Cissy". I like it though some people consider it to be anti trans I beg to differ, it's mostly about gendered bathrooms and pop singer Lorde though

My fav sadder ? Episodes are "Kenny Dies", "you're getting old", "ass burgers" (the latter two connected and focus on Stan's depression), though they still use dumb humour

For Craig centric episodes there's "pandemic" and "pandemic 2 the startling"

If you want to be cursed to hell u can watch "Scott tennorman must die" though it really freaked me out even though I exactly knew the plot twist I was still horrified lmao

For STAN and KYLE episodes (?) (the super best friends I adore as well) you can watch "guitar queer-o", "follow that egg" and "smug alert!"

If you want episodes about Kyle feeling like a total outcast you can watch "the list", "chinpokomon", "Mr Hankey the Christmas poo", "the world-wide privacy tour" and "south park is gay"

Dang sorry I dropped like what. Twenty episodes at once.. well I think I watched tweek x Craig first, then put it down, then you're getting old?, then Kenny dies? And I just like spiraled from there

If you want any more specific episode recommendations feel free to ask !!! I haven't personally watched all of the show myself (still omw to do it) so I don't know everything

Uhmmm I understand if you don't want to be my friend anymore cuz of how cursed this show is though 😞😞 but good luck if u decide on watching it !!!

[pocketofpencils]

Questions for Writers

10000 years late! thank you @calunalilly for tagging me

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

a very modest 19 lol

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

163,620

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Last Tango in Halifax

Happy Valley

Collateral

1 Vigil fic lol

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1: The Equation of Mass. : Caroline/Jane christmas fic. My first ever loooooooong one.

2: I Want You To See Me: Caroline/Gillian. Glasses are annoying, lets kiss about it.

3: Welcome Home: Vigil fic lol First ever thing I published on the internet.. Only 412 o words, thought people would hate it but I still get kudos and bookmarks on it 3 years later lol

4: Brunhilde and the Bastard in the Barn: Catherine/Jane Current WIP/Pain in the arse lol. Getting ready to wrap it up :')

5: Pain and the Passing of time: Caroline/Gillian. First LTIH fic, in first person *gag*. Makes me cringe, but also surprises me that I wrote that!

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try really hard to! My inbox overwhelms me sometimes haha! But I appreciate and read every comment I get! So thank you to the like 2 people who are probably reading this haha.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

It is yet to be written! But I do have a mildly angsty one in mind.. Not a not happy ending.. Just happyish lol

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Equation of Mass I guess. Most Fluffiest

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No! Thankfully. I only write there for fun. Any hate (that isn't warranted of course call me out if I fuck up) would probably make me stop posting haha.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes.. Im a much better smut reader than writer I can tell you that lmao.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I mean at this point I think we have just accepted Jane into the Happy Valley landscape, so much so that its sometimes hard to remember she's plucked straight (or gay ;)) from another show. So I guess almost all of my works are crossovers haha

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

lol hands off my garbage

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Ive had to explain words to my American friends.. does that count?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I just did my first colab with @calunalilly! I think were going for another..or 1000 <.< lol

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

All the pairings I write for are my faves. i also love Mirandy :')

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Lmao well anything Ive started I always have doubts I will complete. I am (very very slowly) writing my first book...and I have doubts but I am working through them!

16. What are your writing strengths?

I dont really know.. I think jokes? Funny is most important!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

lol Grammar, formatting, imposter syndrome, actually writing lol. All things that I am working on. I also need to plan better to stop writing plot holes lmao. remembering fic is just for fun!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Do what you want bro lol

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Published: Vigil.. I also wrote some unpublished Killing Eve and Doctor Who fics that will never see the light of day as I wrote them by hand (lol) and lost the notebook I wrote them in. So I hope who ever found that notebook enjoyed them lmaoooo

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

ahhhhhh I dont know. I think Year of the Dog was the first one I wrote and was like: "Ok I can do this writing thing".

Everyone I would tag, has already done it so... :)

[himbos-hotline]

Himbs! I'm so sorry <3 Questions for your consideration - What is your favourite trope to read? Is there a trope that you think is overdone?

<3 - Mitch

No no dont be sorry! I love nicknames and himbs is surpsingly gender affirming. Like yes I am a himbs, yes I am just a liddol guy in a pen being pointed !!

I dont really have a favourite trope to read. I like reading anything as long as its like well written and third person and people are like very OOC. I like reading fluff because its very sweet and its a nice way to turn your brain off. However I do like angst cuz i enjoy the whole "im gonna rip your heart now lol" and considering that people in the wrestling fandom are horny [and I love yall all so much, nodding along in ace! yall are doin awesome hons!!] I have become so chill with smut which is suprising since anything regarding sex would cause us to dissociate

It isnt really a trope I dont think, more of a pet peeve. people writing lack of consent [i have done this but it was a plot device] but consent is important not just for sex but for things like touching or drinking or whatever and it would nice in fics for someone to take someone elses "no" in like a non-sexual way and kinda just go "oh okay" instead of a "go on!" also more trans people content where theyre not being used as a fetish or like just for the idea of kids existing in a fic through like mpreg. Like I have nothing against mpreg, people can write what they wanna and read what they wanna, but when people are only using like trans masc people as "men with wombs" its like, kinda weird. And like adoption and stuff exists

which I think is what is striving me to work on the muppet baby AU cuz theres an entire bunch of different families there. And we my big siblin and I have decided that jay is adopted by dax and cash cuz we found it funny. cash is also a seahorse dad and transitions while pregnant with liddol jay. cash also uses she/her and he him pronouns so jay will randomly call her mom

neither my big sibling and I had slept which more then likely spurred that choice on

also just a thought

nicky has the same vibe as whats this from nightmare before christmas

[touloserrrr]

1. Coke or Pepsi: Pepsi; idk why, I just always choose it, especially diet (says me who is currently drinking zero sugar Coca Cola).

2. Disney or Dreamworks: Disney- the nostalgia is a huge factor.

3. Coffee or tea: I hate coffee so easily tea. I drink it without milk, normally berry flavours (:

4. Books or movies: Books!!

5. Windows or Mac: Windows.

6. DC or Marvel: uhhhhhhh- I’m not rlly a big superhero person, but I do like Spider-Man so ig Marvel.

7. X-Box or PlayStation: I never actually played on X-Box and I grew up playing Little Big Planet on my PS4 so I got to go w the PlayStation- but I don’t play either nowadays.

8. Dragon Age or Mass Effect: idk much about either but Dragon Age is apparently an alternative to DND so gotta go with that.

9. Night owl or early riser: Night owl.

10. Cards or chess: DEFINITELY cards.

11. Chocolate or vanilla: This changes often cos it rlly depends on my mood, but atm I’d go for vanilla. I don’t like too much chocolate.

12. Vans or Converse: EZ! Vans =P

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: As stated earlier, idk anything rlly bout Dragon Age- but taking a quick look, I would say Lavellan seems the coolest.

14. Fluff or angst: Angst. Sometimes sprinkling in some fluff to cause more pain for the angst is cool too.

15. Beach or forest: Forest, though would rather not go to either.

16. Dogs or cats: AAAAAAAA this is a question I can’t answer!! I love both!! I have to say cat ig cos of my cat but if I had a dog I’d say that so I rlly hate this question,,

17. Clear skies or rain: Rain, idk why but I like sitting in my room as it is raining outside. I don’t like being caught in rain tho.

18. Cooking or eating out: Depends on the food, but I am more often in the mood for eating out.

19. Spicy food or mild food: I like it spicyyyy- not too spicy but spicy.

20. Halloween/Samhain or Solstice/Yule/Christmas: Christmas!

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: A little too cold, I absolutely hate being hot.

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be: Probably teleportation? I’m lazy xD

23. Animation or live action: Ooooooo animation!!!

24. Paragon or renegade: Just searched it up and tbh renegade points sound rlly interesting!

25. Baths or showers: Baths, showers make me cold.

26. Team Cap or Team Iron Man: Not a fan of either, but ig Iron Man?

27. Fantasy or sci-fi: Although I like both, sci-fi confuses me sometimes, so I’d go for fantasy.

28. Do you have three or four favourite quotes, if so what are they: “GUYS I HAVE THE PLAGUE!…. LOL I’m just kidding my life’s amazinggggg” - Anna of Cleves from Six the Musical; “OH MY GOD GUYS SERIOUSLY HE ACTUALLY WANTS TO CHOP MY HEAD OFF….. I mean, I guess he just really liked my head” - Anne Boleyn from Six the Musical; “I’m having a proper full-on gay panic” - Nick Nelson from Heartstopper; “I’m not like homophobic, I’m an ally” - Imogen Heaney from Heartstopper.

29. YouTube or Netflix: YT has a larger selection of things to watch.

30. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson: Percy Jackson (unless we talking bout Gen Z Harry Potter xD).

31. When do you feel accomplished: When I do not mess up something and actually make someone happy with my effort.

32. Star Wars or Star Trek: Not into either, but I like Grogu and my stepdad is obsessed w Star Wars, so gotta go that.

33. Paperback books or hardback books: Paperback books ^^

34. Live in a world without literature or music: Probably without music,,, PLS DONT TAKE ANY AWAY FROM ME THO qwq

35. Who was the last person to make you laugh: A dog on a dog programme- oh wait, person? Uhhhhhh- at my drama group someone ended a spooky story w James Charles appearing and giving out his palettes and it was so random it made me laugh.

36. City or countryside: 100% city.

37. Favourite chips: Fromage Lays =P

38. Pants or dresses: Trousers 🇬🇧

39. Libraries or museums: Libraries. The only correct answer /hj

40. Character driven stories or plot driven stories: ooooooooo that’s a good one!!! I wanna say character- just cause it’s difficult to watch something even if it has a good plot if you can’t get attached to the characters.

41. Bookmarks or folding pages: Bookmarks since I don’t like bending pages, but unfort i do fold more often since i end up reading when I forget my bookmarks.

42. Dream job: author (:

43. What gives you comfort: Solitaire by Alice Oseman and Six the Musical

44. What are you currently having brain rot levels of interest over: SIIIIIIIIIX (image that was said in the same way the queens in the musical sing in sync)

45. What is your current favourite song: All You Wanna Do from Six the Musical- specifically the Samantha Pauly version

46. How many books have you read this year: uhhhhh,,, I reread Solitaire like 4 times, read A Thousand Splendid Suns, Pet, My Brother’s Name is Jessica,,,, idk qwq

47. What’s your favourite scent: First thing I think of is freshly baked lemon cake

48. What’s your favourite season: I like myself some autumn/fall

49. What’s your current read: Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë for school, and The Miseducation Of Cameron Post by Emily M. Danforth

50. Gold or silver: Silver

51. Are you more like Nick or Charlie (Heartstopper): Oh I’m 100% more like Charlie xD

52. Who’s your favourite fictional character: Gotta go with Hunter from The Owl House

53. Have you ever dyed your hair? If so what colour: Every few months I dye my hair purple, it eventually washes down to blue ^^

54. What’s your favourite piece of clothing rn and why: I like this big black hoodie because it’s baggy and comfy

55. What’s your favourite place to be: My room or my bf’s room

56. My question- What’s your cringiest phase: Probably gacha- thankfully I wasn’t into all the disgusting stuff, but I would make edgy stories,,,,,,,

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RULES: answer all questions, add one question of your own, and tag as many people as there are questions

thank you @good-enemy for the tag <3

coke or pepsi: coke

disney or dreamworks: sorry but i prefer disney i could name maybe like two dreamworks movies off the top of my head

coffee or tea: tea because coffee tastes burnt

books or movies: books

windows or mac: windows

dc or marvel: unfortunately i am a marvel fan

x-box or playstation: i havent used either of these in years

dragon age or mass effect: what

night owl or early riser: night owl

cards or chess: cards

chocolate or vanilla: depends on the food but usually vanilla

vans or converse: docs

lavellan, trevelyan, cadash, or adaar: ⁉��

fluff or angst: angst. hurt that blorbo you know you want to

beach or forest: beach

dogs or cats: dogs by default because im allergic to cats

clear skies or rain: clear skies but like the kind of clear skies when its sunny with no clouds in the sky but its chilly out

cooking or eating out: depends on the food

spicy food or mild food: mild food bc im a picky eater and also white

halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: hanukkah

would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: a little too cold

if you could have a superpower what would it be: telekinesis but that might just be because im a jean grey girlie

animation or live action: live action

paragon or renegade: ⁉️

baths or showers: baths but unfortunately showers are more convenient

team cap or team iron man: i hate both of them

fantasy or sci-fi: anyone who knows me knows i am the biggest fantasy lover out there

do you have three or four favorite quotes, if so what are they: idk i have a lot but i couldnt name them off the top of my head

youtube or netflix: youtube

harry potter or percy jackson: percy jackson obviously. he'd also kick harry potter's ass but thats a whole other conversation

when do you feel accomplished: when i succeed

star wars or star trek: ive seen bits of star wars so that one

paperback books or hardcover books: hardcover books because they have built in bookmarks and also theyre pretty

live in a world without literature or music: nice try but no

who was the last person to make you laugh: i dont know probably my dad

city or countryside: city i love the city i am a big city person (i dont live in a big city)

favorite chips: baked lays

pants or dresses: pants

libraries or museums: museums we have no good libraries here

character driven stories or plot driven stories: oh thats hard. probably plot but i do love a good character driven story

bookmarks or folding pages: bookmarks

dream job: music therapist

what gives you comfort: my dog. also music

what are you currently having brain rot levels of interest over: the once upon a broken heart series by stephanie garber and also maisie peters's music

what is your current favorite song: coming of age by maisie peters

(added question) how many books have you read this year?

tagging @henwilsons @napollya @thegoosewitch and whoever else is interested

[theolddarkmachine]

12 Days of ODM: Day 1

Dedicated to: @bianww (Also special thank you for the art at the end! I freaking love it :D Everyone check it out!)

Prompt: Jellal is Levy’s overprotective big brother and she just brought her boyfriend home.

AO3

This had to be Hell.

Jellal was certain that was where he had managed to find himself. He must have died of an aneurysm and been sent straight to its lowest level. That was the only answer as to why Gajeel Redfox was sitting beside his little sister at their dining room table.

Holding. Her. Hand.

Thank you so much for such a fun prompt! I, uh, hope you don’t mind that I took some creative liberties with it. I’m not sure why my brain said “Make Jellal a former hitman and Gajeel his rival” when you gave me this prompt but that’s what happened. im so sorry if this is incredibly out of character I hope you like it! Merry Christmas :D

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The breeze was biting as it howled around Jellal, tearing the black hood from his azure hair and whipping it across his eyes, effectively blinding the scope he was peering through.

Winter jobs. He hated winter jobs.

With an angry huff, he pulled the hood back up over his head and tugged the scarf around his neck up over his nose before he returned his eye to the piece atop his rifle. Once this was over, he was going to march up to Makarov and tell him he was no longer taking any jobs between October and February unless they happened well south of the Mason-Dixon Line. He’d find a way to stretch his earnings to last, lord knows he made more than enough to hibernate.

After all, it wasn’t like there was ever a shortage of bad guys that needed to be killed.

Sighing loudly, Jellal watched the door of the bar tucked between two unassuming bodegas deep in the heart of the city. Eventually his target— mob leader code named Zero— would walk through those doors and receive one bullet to the temple. It would be as swift as possible to ensure Jellal could finally get out of this damn cold.

“Come on,” he snarled to himself, his words carried on the fog of his breath and briefly misting over the scope’s lense. There were very few things that could have made this job any worse.

Rain, snow, a bust, or—

“Ya look like ya could use a break, how about you get outta here and let me finish the job?”

Him.

The universe seemed to have jokes tonight, and if Jellal was a more pious man, he might need to have a stern talking with whoever was in charge. That was the only explanation as to why Gajeel Redfox was on the same rooftop as him in the middle of the night as he was about to take out the second highest ranking mob boss in the city.

“What are you doing here, Fox?” He hissed, not even bothering to look away from his mark. With his luck, Zero would walk out the exact moment he turned to shoot the second hitman a patented glare.

“Well don’t sound so excited to see me, Mystogan,” Gajeel said, voice filled with biting sarcasm, his steps coming closer to Jellal as he crossed the roof. Heat radiated off the other man as he stopped just to the right of him, presumably eyeing the exact same spot he was. If he was there, the only explanation would be that he was there to take out Zero before he did. Which only managed to make Jellal angrier.

“It’s funny how you just happen to keep showing up at the same jobs as me. It’s almost like you’re following me,” the blue haired man said through gritted teeth as he fought every urge to pull away from his rifle just long enough to throw his unwelcome company over the side of the building. Gajeel’s unique and ever annoying laugh made him cringe.

“You’ll have to take that one up with Gramps. If we happen to keep getting the same targets, that isn’t on me.” His words were annoyingly over confident, filled with the bravado of youth. Up until Gajeel had joined the team five months earlier, Jellal had been the youngest member at the tender age of 23. Now, just 18 years old, Gajeel had quickly made a name for himself and become one of the most requested hitmen out of the group. Second only to Jellal, which only seemed to stoke the flames of the fiery rivalry they’d managed to cultivate in the short amount of time that they’d known each other. He’d tried to befriend the new assassin, but he knew how to push every single one of his buttons.

It was a deadly combination, especially when Jellal was certain he had frostbite on his ass and a rifle clutched in his hands.

All he had to do was focus on the mark. Zero would walk out those doors, Jellal would take him out, and then he could go home. He could do this. Taking a deep breath, he started to countdown from ten.

“Maybe he doesn’t think you can finish the hits anymore.”

Or maybe tonight would be the night he finally did something about his biggest problem. Tearing away from the eyepiece, Jellal glared upwards at Gajeel one hand leaving the rifle and flying to the dagger sheathed at his hip. As if he wasn’t about to be on the business end of a blade, Gajeel laughed, lifting his hands in quiet submission. Jellal didn’t miss the the Desert Eagle in his right fist.

“Alright, Mystogan, sorry. I take it back,” he said as he waggled his fingers in a half assed attempt to alleviate the tension.

“Don’t take it back, just get out of here,” Jellal growled, fingertips still brushing against the leather handle of his dagger as he considered how easy it would be to still rip it free of its sheath and throw it at Gajeel. His life could be so much easier if he just did.

“Can’t do that, I--”

Gajeel’s words died in his throat as his crimson eyes flashed, catching the light of the street lights as they shot from Jellal to the door he’d been watching. As if in slow motion, he watched the way his rival’s fingers twitched over the gun’s grip before he leveled it at his target. Turning quickly, Jellal pressed his eye back to the scope, only allowing himself a moment to ensure he was looking at Zero.

With a steadying breath his finger pulled the trigger as twin shots rang out through the otherwise silent night.

***

Winter. God, did Jellal hate winter. He pulled his jacket tighter around him as he made his way up the stairs of the house he’d inherited from his parents when they’d died four years earlier, leaving him a 16-year-old sister to take care of, a pile of bills, and no means to continue his line of work. His forced retirement hadn’t necessarily been a bad thing. With what he had saved, and what the Guild had paid him to ensure he was comfortable-- We’re family after all-- he had managed to survive well enough. It at least was enough to bide him and Levy time for him to become a well adjusted member of society again and get a job that didn’t involve killing gangsters in the middle of the night.

All things considered, he didn’t miss it. Though his current accounting job didn’t hold the same adrenaline rush, at least he knew he wouldn’t ever need to worry about not returning home to his sister. Not to mention he didn’t have to worry about sitting on a roof in this weather.

The front porch light was on, and the living room glowed with a golden aura that alerted him to the fact Levy was already home. She had been away at her third year of college, and had been unable to come home before their Christmas Eve dinner. A smile tugged the corner of his mouth upward as he took the steps two at a time and thrust the house key into the lock, making quick work of it so that he could make his way into the home. The smell of ham and a blanket of warmth welcomed him as he pushed the door shut behind him.

“Levy?” He called as he stepped towards the dining room to the left of the entrance. “Hey Le--” The rest of her name lodged itself deep within his throat, nearly choking him as he crossed the threshold of the room. A thick silence fell over the room as if time and space themselves had frozen at the sight that lay before him.

This had to be Hell.

Jellal was certain that was where he had managed to find himself. He must have died of an aneurysm and been sent straight to its lowest level. That was the only answer as to why Gajeel Redfox was sitting beside his little sister at their dining room table.

Holding. Her. Hand.

If a blood clot in his brain hadn’t already taken him out, he was certain it was about to as he felt his blood pressure rising. It suddenly felt unbelievably hot as he tried to get any words out passed the shrapnel that had imbedded itself into his throat.

I invited a friend over for Christmas Eve dinner because he doesn’t have anyone, so be nice.

At the time Jellal had imagined this friend she had mentioned would be one of those two that always tagged behind her like besotted puppies. Drone, Jay, whatever their names were. He could handle those two, having already struck the fear of God into them but casually dropping that he was a trained hitman that knew an obscene amount of ways to make people disappear. They’d assumed it was just the joke of a crazy big brother, unaware that the best way to hide the truth was buried behind the confines of laughter.

Gajeel, however, was an entirely different story. The last time he’d seen the ever present thorn in his side had been shortly after the Zero incident, when the Guild had given him a proper send off. After the same niceties and condolences he’d heard from everyone else, the other hitman had disappeared from his life. Much to his delight.

He should have known he couldn’t have been that lucky.

Jellal’s eyes darted from the couple seated at the table towards the numerous items that sat within reach that he could use to take Gajeel down and get Levy away from him. A vase to the back of the skull; a fork to the eye; and if things got particularly desperate, he could probably work something out with the ceiling fan if he needed to.

“Jellal!” Levy’s voice was bright as it pulled his attention from the dark corners of his mind and back to his sister and her guest. She smiled at the black haired man just to her right, her fingers tightening in his grip before pulling free from his hold as she stood from her seat. As she made her way to him, her smile stretched wide, she missed the way Gajeel’s eyes flickered between the two of them. One of his studded brows shot upwards as he attempted to make the connection between the two. The corners of his mouth turned down as he finally rested his glare on Jellal. He looked displeased.

Good.

“It’s about time you got home!” Levy said as she threw her arms around his waist and pulled him into a hug. He returned the gesture as he glared back at Gajeel over the top of her head. Wars waged for dominance in the space between them as they held each others gazes, both oblivious to Levy’s words as she continued to speak.

“--boyfriend Gajeel!”

Jellal shook his head, breaking the bitter tension zinging between him and the unwelcome man at his dinner table as he turned his attention back to Levy as she pulled away from their hug.

“What?” Eloquent as ever, he admonished himself.

“I know I should have said something earlier, but I didn’t want you to say he couldn’t come. But I wanted you to meet my boyfriend,” Levy’s words were rushed as she gestured to the only other person in the room she could be referring to. “Gajeel.”

The moment stretched in an unending pause as the two hitmen mentally plotted the course of the rest of their night. Jellal saw the moment Gajeel chose his path, cementing his choice with a grunt and curt nod before standing up from his seat and offering a hand over the table for him to shake.

“Nice to meet you, sir.” He didn’t miss the way Gajeel winced as he spoke, and he had to bite back a smile at the obvious discomfort it had caused him.

Now it was up to him to play along.

“Call me Jellal,” he said, pulling away from Levy and crossing the short distance between him and the table, taking Gajeel’s hand and squeezing it tightly in an overly firm handshake. Outwardly, he looked every bit a good older brother meeting his little sister’s boyfriend for the first time. Inwardly, he was trying to figure out what exactly he had done to warrant this kind of karmic retribution.

Aside from the whole hitman thing and the lying to hide it from his family, of course.

“Jellal,” Gajeel said through gritted teeth as he pulled his hand from the tight handshake, testing that he still had full range of motion as he spread his fingers wide before closing it into a fist. His sister made a small, happy sound as she watched them, apparently pleased by the false show of niceties before she started to head towards the kitchen.

“Good. Dinner is pretty much done, so let me just go start grabbing that,” she said over her shoulder as she strode across the room.

“You need any help?” Jellal asked, pleading filling his voice. Either Levy didn’t hear the plea, or she didn’t care as she shook her head and gestured to the both of them.

“Not at all, you two get to know each other.” Her voice was filled with the same sunshine as her smile as she turned to leave. Steel shuddered over the olive green of his eyes as he glared at their guest who returned the look with matching ferocity.

“Be nice, Jellal.”

With the warning hanging in the air, his sister pushed open the door to the kitchen and disappeared inside. Before it had even finished swinging shut, Jellal was reaching across the table and grabbed Gajeel by the collar of his shirt.

“What are you playing at, Fox?” He growled through gritted teeth, other hand clutching a fork that he was ready to use to maim and destroy if the other man made any false moves. Hell, he might do it anyway just for the relief of being done with him. Jellal didn’t miss the way Gajeel’s own hand had closed around a knife.

“I’m not playing at anything, Mystogan,” he spat in response, Jellal’s codename dripping with venom as it fell from his lips. “Now get your hands off me before I have to take them off for you.”

Instead, he pulled him closer as his eyes narrowed. Like Jellal would believe him so easily. Barring some sort of cosmic interference that wished to see him suffer, he couldn’t imagine any other reason as to how Gajeel of all people found himself in his house for Christmas Eve dinner.

“Why are you with my sister?” He asked a bit more forcefully, flipping the fork in his hand and holding it to the other man’s pulse point. Gajeel rolled his eyes at the show of force, flicking the knife and mirroring Jellal’s pose as he pressed the point into his throat. A beat of silence passed between them as they sized each other up, the cool silverware warming against their skin. The soft clinking of Levy in the kitchen was the only thing that disturbed the intensity of the quiet in the room before Gajeel finally sighed and pulled the knife away, hand opened in surrender in an all too familiar gesture.

“Put the fork down, Myst, unless you wanna explain to Lev how blood got all over the dinner table,” he growled low enough to be heard only be Jellal. “Something tells me she doesn’t know what you used to do for a living.”

The threat was barely veiled beneath a tone of nonchalance as Gajeel leveled him with a quizzical look.

Choose wisely.

Exasperation colored Jellal’s moan a careful shade of resignation as he let the collar go and pulled away. With a quick flick of his wrist, he flipped the fork over in his hand and pointed the dulled butt end of it at the smug man opposite of him.

“If you tell her--”

In that moment, Levy came bursting back into the room with a ham perched on a large, silver platter.

“Tell me what?” She asked, golden gaze flicking between Gajeel and Jellal’s tensed forms. The corner of her mouth bent downwards as she read the strained silence. Panic roiled in his stomach as he looked between Levy and Gajeel, mind racing to find a perfectly acceptable ending to that statement that didn’t involve the words “hitman,” “kill,” and “will shove your face into a microwave.”

“That this will be my first real Christmas,” Gajeel said with a shrug, the ruby of his eyes bouncing imperceptibly from Jellal before returning to Levy as he spoke. The implied message was loud and clear.

You owe me.

Maybe Jellal would still consider something with that microwave idea.

“I wasn’t gonna tell ya,” Gajeel continued, standing to take the plate from Levy and setting it down onto the table. “The foster system isn’t exactly a festive topic.”

They both watched as Levy’s mouth turned down ever so slightly at the edges, her golden eyes casting a saddened glance over their guest before her hand ghosted over his shoulder in a reassuring touch.

“I’m so sorry, Gajeel,” she whispered, her attention solely on the hitman as if Jellal wasn’t even there anymore. He watched as Gajeel smiled at her, dropping a kiss over her knuckles before she pulled her hand away.

“It’s alright, Shrimp. I couldn’t think of  a better way to spend the first one than with you,” he replied lowly, voice brusque with emotion. It almost felt intrusive watching them, which only served to annoy Jellal even more. He felt his eye twitch slightly as Levy turned away and disappeared back into the kitchen. Gajeel’s shoulders stiffened as he sat back down, eyes cutting through the blue haired man opposite him, daring him to say something.

Jellal rested an elbow on the table, pointing at his unwelcome guest with a stern look, voice even harsher as he spoke.

“I’m watching you, Fox.”

***

The worst part about the night, was that Jellal couldn’t actually find any fault in Gajeel’s affections towards Levy. Much to his dismay, he was actually a completely different person when his sister around. Where he’d been a hardened, smartass killer whose sole purpose most often had seemed to annoy the piss out of Jellal, he was softened by her mere presence. Jellal had watched in almost abject horror as they’d moved together, completely unaware the way each of their movements seemed to influence the other as if caught in each others gravities. Even worse still were the small touches and secret smiles as dinner had progressed, each lingering a little longer as time passed. Somehow Jellal had become the third wheel in his own home.

And somehow, he hadn’t minded at all.

Jellal couldn’t remember the last time Levy had smiled like that, if she ever had at all. It was almost as if she glowed as she spoke to Gajeel, unaware just how brightly her eyes shone while all else fell away. A small voice in the back of Jellal’s mind told him exactly what it was that he had a front row seat to.

Love.

If Levy hadn’t looked so happy, he would have blanched at the thought, taking care to tear her away from Gajeel and the whole damn situation.

But as she snuck a small glance sideways, smiling around a timid bite of food with a flush coloring her cheeks, Jellal couldn’t even bring himself to hate his former coworker.

“That was delicious, Lev,” Gajeel said, rubbing his stomach languidly as he smiled at her, breaking Jellal’s concentration as he watched them carefully.

“It certainly was, sis,” he agreed as he stood, eyes falling squarely on Gajeel. “So delicious that I think you earned the evening off from dishes. Me and Gajeel will take care of this, won’t we?”

His final words came out pointed as he quirked his eyebrow. Agree or die, the look said. Nodding curtly, the dark haired man stood, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of Levy’s hair.

“Are you sure?” She asked, her eyes bouncing back and forth between the two, trying to decipher the look that had passed between them. Worry colored her tone as she made to stand.

“Of course, Levy, I think we can handle some dishes,” Jellal said as he stacked their plates and made his way to the kitchen. He heard her soft mumbling before the door shut behind him, making him laugh quietly to himself.

Placing the dishes gently in the sink, he turned his back to the counter, leaning against it and crossing his arms over his chest as he waited for Gajeel to appear. After a moment, the hitman followed, the platter of ham clutched between his hands as his steely eyes narrowed at him. The door clicked softly behind him, signaling him to stop on the opposite end of the kitchen.

“Is this where you kill me, dispose of my body and tell Levy I ditched?” He said gruffly, glaring at Jellal and widening his stance as if prepared for a fight. In another world, hell even just a couple of hours earlier, he would have happily obliged. It had been years since he’d fought anyone, and though Jellal might be rusty, he was certain her could still kick the younger man’s ass.

At least, that’s what he told himself. Instead, he shook his head.

“I love my little sister, Gajeel,” he said lowly, not moving from where he was leant against the counter. “She’s why I left the Guild, and sorted my life out. Levy deserves the world.”

Gajeel’s mouth fell open as if to protest, causing Jellal to wave his hand to silence him.

“She isn’t a child anymore, and I don’t need to protect her. And for some unimaginable reason, you make her happy.” His eyes flashed over his companion, offering a small peace offering of a smile. He watched as Gajeel did an impression of a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing wordlessly before he settled on a nod.

“That being said, if you break her heart, my S&T Motiv K14 is in the attic.” Jellal flicked his gaze up towards the ceiling as if to reiterate how close Gajeel was to certain doom. “Do not think for a second that just because I have been out of the field for four years I won’t kill you.”

The threat earned him a good natured laugh as Gajeel finally stepped closer, putting the platter in the sink before turning and offering Jellal his hand.

“You won’t need to worry about it, Jellal.” Sincerity rang in his words as the older man shook his hand.

“Good. Now go keep our girl company,” he said.

Watching the door shut behind Gajeel as he took his leave, quick to take up the offer before Jellal could change his mind. Soft laughter floated into the kitchen from the dining room as Levy and Gajeel’s voices melded together. Sighing lowly, he turned towards the sink, pushing his sleeves up and turning on the water.

Maybe I’ll teach Levy how to shoot, though.

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Art by @bianww // Twitter

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The gang during movie nights

Leonardo

Easily impressed

Like, there is an arrow shooting off toward the camera and he's ducking

It's hilarious

He gets so invested, especially in shows, like I can't stress enough how attached to the characters he can be

Won't cry, but will be deeply hurt if anything bad happens

Doesn't handle r*pe scenes well at all (none of them really do, but he'sthe worst)

Doesn't understand why they need to be shown on screen when the implication of that act can be just as disturbing and powerful

Likes to know how good the actors were treated on set too

If he learns that they weren't treated well he's gonna shit on the director for a really long time

When no one can decide on a movie he's the one choosing

Will sometimes let you choose, but dont count on it very often

He loves thrillers and mysteries, trying to guess what will happen along the characters

Not as good at it as he thought he would be though

Donatello

Unless he's captivated by the movie, he's the worst person you could watch anything with

Talks constantly

Critiques any illogical thing he can see

Don't tell me about plot holes

Goes on and on about character development

Discussing a movie with him is fantastic, but watching it? No sir

Unless you're like that too

He has the best taste in movies tho

He loves indie movies the best

His favorite movies (as of late) is The Shape Of Water

(He just loves the fact that the two characters fell in love because of what they are instead of despite it)

(Also it's a monster lover movie and he secretly hopes he can find someone at some point)

Will put his legs on your lap but won't share the blanket

Will give you unlimited access to his stack of snacks tho

Raphael

Pretends to love horror movies because he's the Tough Guy but actually hates them

Either because they're not scary (and therefore cringy) or because they're too scary

And he doesn't like being vulnerable

Will watch any and all movies starring Vin Diesel

His favorite is Baby Sittor

Doesnt like the Fast and Furious movies as much as he makes it out, he just has a big crush on Diesel

Really likes animated movies

If they want to explore dark themes, they have to do so subtly instead of throwing blood and sex scenes in your face all the time

They have to be creative about everything and he likes that aspect

If you guys are watching an horror movie, he'll cling to you at every jumpscare and act as if he was just shifty

Will silently claim unbreake loyalty to you if you hold his hand during the scary parts

Will put you on a pedestal forever if you don't tell anyone about any of this

Michelangelo

Always in his phone

It's not because he's not paying attention, he just needs to do something at the same time to be able to pay attention better

ADHD amaright

Cries easily too

Not just from sadness, but from laughter too

Really likes comedies, but loves thrillers and drama even more

The shittier, the better

He just loves being fake interested in the characters life and criticizing every bad choice they make

"Don't go back with him Linda, he cheated on you!"

Ends up being real invested and cant take his eyes off of the screen (he gotta knows what happens next)

This is especially true with Christmas Hallmark movies

He knows exactly what will happen, the acting is bad and it's all too cliche

But he has to see it anyway

The ultimate snack maker, but won't share his

Will give you as many blankets and pillows as you need

Will also most likely fall asleep on you

Which is a huge problem when you need a bathroom break, because no one will help you move him without waking him up

April

She doesn't really have a favorite genre

But if there's murder in it, she's gonna live it

"I'm just saying, it would have been a lot better if he died after falling down the pit." "What did you expect from Dora the explorer?!"

Unironically loves really bad movies

Velocipastor, Vikingdom, Sharknado and the likes

They have this weird, we-got-drunk-and-made-a-whole-movie-before-the-hangover kind of energy that she loves

Don't let her choose the movie because she will choose this kind of trash film

If she manages to pull it off, you two will have the time of your life in from of this trash

Like constant laughter, trying to guess how far they'll take the absurdity etc

Just an honest good laugh

Casey

Adventure kinda guy

Like Indiana Jones, Jumanji, The Mummy, etc

He just loves the adventure and action ok

Especially if Dwayne "the Rock" Johnson is in it

He has a secret crush on him

(As secret as Raph's crush on Vin Diesel, so not so secret)

Also has a thing for romances

Really really likes them if they're somehow tragic

Like "two lovers getting separated during the war and finding each other again in the battlefield" kind of tragic

Doesn't like it if it ends on a bad and depressing note

Like it has to at least have a message of hope at the end

He's the one shushing everyone when it becomes too much

Also the one to refill snacks, and give you "secret" snacks if you help him

(It's your favorite candy)

Likes to act as if he was giving you drugs or soemthing when in reality it's like. Caramel

[artseniccatnip]

the wanderfell (working) plot post

I like to keep this au more open ended for people who feel like putting their own spin on it and then I have my own ideas for it LOL so this is my basic plot (as in this doesn’t have to be canon it’s just what I think) Read more cause this is LONG

1. kiwi does not get the sword, they rage and demand to speak to the overseer of langtree to find out who got the sword, the overseer doesnt know, they give kiwi spirit language to ask the spirits, upon summoning the spirits through song they’re like “we’ll tell you information if you relay a message to our family” (instead of the world dying it’s information about how they miss them uguu) and then theyre like “we dont actually know lol but there’s an overseer in delphi” they have to WALK to get there

2. delphi is still sad but they don’t care, they meet miriam here who hears them ask about the overseer song and hears them speak spirit language and explains that she wants overseer power and they should team up, kiwi’s like “ok sure” upon summoning ash’s mom to ask her for the overseer song she’s basically like sure ill tell you the song but only if you help my kid come out of their shell and theyre like HOW THE FUCK- before they hear what mannys trying to do and piece the parts together (also kiwi manages to just run from the trolls here)

3. after the wind queen is ALSO like “idk who has the sword lol” miriam is like ok ive heard of a fortune teller on this island who might know something so they go to tatango w the STONER PIRATES....and ask calliope who is like oh youll meet the sword wielder if you kill the chaos queen so the two are like cool ok and they do the same shit to get the mermaids tear and go into the spirit world, miriam is with kiwi this time and they attack the queen only to be stopped by Audrey, who came when she felt like the overseer was in danger, they try to take her sword but she’s strong and sends them out of the spirit world 3.5 this is where you’d play as audrey and instead of attacking shit you talk to the overseer and try to figure out who the fuck these two bozos are trying to kill overseers

4. kiwi is just enraged rather than sad in this act, annoyed they couldnt do anything against audrey even with miriam, mim is mostly annoyed but says they should just try to kill an overseer without the sword, the nexus point isnt blocked here or anything kiwi just wants to ruin christmas for fun, they go into the overseer castle and try to kill queen order and audrey comes back and they wound her really bad but get hurt too so they cant kill the overseer or take the sword yet

5. they arrive in between the 2 kingdoms in the middle of their war, they go to mohabumi first and happen to land the same night as some rulle warriors were going to murder hala, and stop that from happening through completely unintended shenanigans and are hailed as heroes, this is where kiwi learns their singing can enhance miriams magic and the queen willingly gives them her piece of the overseer song

in rulle they have to lay low, being hailed as heroes in chandeesh means they were enemies to rulle, but they run into the hero who was looking for them actually and she tries to convince them to stop because what they’re trying to do will literally end the world, they don’t believe her and she continues hanging around them trying to convince them, they also kind of use her as a cover so no one knows who they are. kiwi lies and says they’ll consider but want to speak to the king, once they get there with audreys good graces they basically reveal they’re the chandeesh heroes and to give them his part of the song or they’ll KILL EM (they wouldn’t actually), and then he does, audrey gets mad abt this obviously and kiwis like its not my fault they have two different song pieces, its almost like the kingdoms used to be united or something, whatever. This doesnt change anything but the king does overhear that and start to think about it

This where shit gets tough cause they get into the spirit world and, now knowing that kiwi’s singing enhances mim’s music actually manage to kill the sun AND moon overseers, miriam gets a power boost and uses it to hurt audrey real bad but it was too much for her and she kinda just collapses too so now kiwi is kinda just sitting here like uh- they try to take audreys sword while she’s unconscious... but! it’s too heavy! their entire world view kinda crumples around them with this one simple realization but they push it away and are like nah its fine its fine maybe i’ll steal the power of the next overseer... and ill be strong enough to lift it...

6. on mt ichor mim is still with you :] there’s more people in the village and the monks know the overseer song, kiwi says they’ll go ahead (she cant fly up the mountain) she’s still kinda overwhelmed with the power of the last two overseers so she’s like ok fine you do it, (but really they just want to try n kill the overseer alone) but they get stopped at the peak by a very weak audrey who cant aim correctly and accidentally causes the cave in, the two talk and evil kiwi does have a moment where they consider maybe not doing this, and they promise not to end the world (OHOHOHO) if she gets them out of the cave, so she does but they obviously betray her and show up in the spirit world anyways, she follows them in and is like there’s nothing you can do without your friend anyways, but they manage to like sing and manipulate whats around them to make her shoot at the overseer herself. (rip) kiwi steals the power for themself and then steals her sword :^) they go back down and reunite with miriam who is PISSED TF off that they took even one overseers power and leaves them stranded at mt. ichor village

they start to realize that maybe friendship IS the way but they’d never say that, audrey obviously comes after them and they’re still not as strong as her even with their new strength, and she tries to understand what they actually want and why they’re doing this but they’re too sad about miriam now, so she’s like ok fine let’s go make up with your friend 

the two make it back to delphi and kiwi reunites w miriam who realized they kinda went overboard being mad at them and doesnt want to take over the world unless its Together :)! audreys like wait i thought this was going to be an important lesson friendship- and theyre like NOOOOPE <3 so basically it turns into a song and dance of audrey having to stop them from getting any of the remaining overseers, as well as finding a way to restore the lost ones while they still try to get the sword, though the experience left them kind of scarred and they don’t actually end up trying very hard to kill anymore 

[maiverie]

yk i just wanna share,,, I've been wanting to be a good writer just like you 😯 and any other authors there but like my head can't just form ideas the only ideas it's forming is the idea to sleep IT'S SO ?!*@?@ LIKE i wanna ask / im curious how writers like you think of prompts, the storyline and all and write it nicely ??? 😭 so yea i admire you !!!

:(( anon wth this is so sweet thank u so much :( u admire me?? bye i'm so flattered you even think of me like that 😭 it's an honour to receive this kind of ask so thank u sm for sending this through ☹️🫶 you're not alone,,, writing is hard and coming up w storylines can honestly be so ass 😭 i honestly dont really know if i'm all that qualified to give advice, but here are my thoughts!! :>>

in my experience, the best way to come up with a story idea is by literally just choosing one thing that you really want to write. it can literally be anything — maybe you really want to write a particular trope (enemies to lovers), a time period (something based on the 80s), a season (winter or summer), a workplace (the office), a character with a particular career (a magazine editor), or something really mf random (a character that goes shopping for christmas). just choose something to start with and flesh it out from there! most of the time, i choose my "one thing" by getting inspired by tv shows / movies / songs / other fanfics. for example, i might be watching a medical drama and think "damn i rlly wanna write a hospital au or nurse au or medical student au".

i think it becomes less overwhelming when you choose just one thing you want to do, because you can let your idea sprout from there. even if your final idea deviates far from your starting point, it's a lot less daunting starting from one idea than sitting there tapping your fingers while waiting for a story plot to randomly come up.

after you choose your one thing, maybe add in more details. if you've chosen a particular trope like enemies to lovers, think about why they're enemies and then go from there. was it a misunderstanding? where is the story set? how old are they? how do they fall in love? stuff like that! honestly sometimes i just put on main character music and visualise scenes that come to mind 😭

sometimes, your "one thing" can literally just be a dialogue line. is there one line you really want to include in your story? maybe it's a nickname or a particular scene or ending or something like that. for example, your one thing might be that you don't want your characters to end up together, so you can backtrack the series of events that unfold to make that happen.

as for writing tips, oh god if i included everything then this post would literally be way too long :< my best tip for writing is to honestly focus on your characters. start small and choose two/three main characters and focus on them. don't worry about coming up with a unique plot or something full of twists or whatever else. my favourite stories in the world were written by authors who made me genuinely love their characters because they felt real. sure, a whacky plot might hook a reader in, but likeable characters that are worth rooting for are what going to make your readers stay.

ways to make your readers want to root for your characters is by giving your characters motivations and fears and all the other stuff that real humans have. for example, i'm not going to give a shit about story about a snail that roams the earth. but if you tell me that that snail is the only one left of its species and its one true goal in life is to find another snail to marry, i'm probably going to care a lot more about the story bc now i rlly wanna know if the snail gets what it wants :<

LMAO maybe that made no actual sense but my point is mostly to just flesh out your characters and give them feelings and emotions and show that in your writing. with the enemies to lovers example, i really love the e2l stories that genuinely make me feel like the two characters are better when they're together because they bring out the best in each other. maybe i'm rooting for them because one of them has a history of self-sabotage and i really want to see them be happy for once. stuff like that, yk?

sorry if this was quite tangential and the advice is a little vague. you can always ask clarifying questions!

here are some resources that might help!

job ideas

dialogue prompts: one, two, three, four (search "dialogue prompts" on tumblr)

more prompts!

also bff don't be too hard on yourself. writing is so subjective — people you think are good writers might be considered bad by someone else. just write about stories you like, whether it's a cute romcom plot or a horror fic or an angsty story about fucking snails, because that's all that really matters. have fun okie? :>>

lots of luv <333

[faorism]

needing the au to drop wherein i can commit to writing a historical au,, because since i first watched the db cooper job my mind went straight to OT3! OT3! OT3! (unlike with the van gogh job, since i aint playing with that fucking lieutenant)

one day maybe one dayyyyy i will sit down and i will write the ot3 into that episode's story. so, it'll be the backgrounds for the characters in the flashback (so, stephanie ritter, steve reynolds, and reggie wilkins), but with the necessary personality adjustments (parker, eliot, and hardison respectively). basically, vintage ot3 with some hot as hell aesthetics and secrets and avoiding as much as possible producing copraganda.

so. my thoughts. what i see happening. and this got super long so im throwing this under a cut. and for ease i will call them by their modern day canon names except when making a point.

first, general thoughts about the characters.

and so: steve to eliot. nothing much here on the surface. eliot still volunteers, too much an indoctrinated white man to have been forcibly drafted. so its still one man gone to war. one man come back. eliot would had been noticed early in training for his ability to pick shit up, and they teased at maybe sending him to a special unit. maybe they do, or maybe they don't because they just need to funnel fuckers to the jungle. the vietnam invasion was a terrorist imperialist venture and there's no romanticizing from me about anything done being at all valorous or special or brother-in-arms'y. and eliot commits war crimes under the american stars and stripes instead of just to keep moreau's champaign running. but also maybe moreau is eliot's superior. he certainly would have been rewarded for this ruthlessness. (eliot of course strove to impress moreau because there aint an eliot spencer who wasn't that man's dog at some point, i!!!! dont make the rules). eliot's friend died and eliot's gone off to carry out his wishes and moreau lets him because he Knows eliot is gonna come back. whether its to come back to the same squad, or follow him into deeper spy shit for the military, or to fuck off and go private. then eliot meets parker.

now. stephanie to parker. beth plays normal so well im mad at her, but there's something edgy and strategic about stephanie that i think parker can grab onto. i feel that maybe she was kind of a thief still, but there's more realism to this world so archie wasnt a super secret spy with lasers to practice with, but just a guy with sticky fingers whos a little bored and wants a protege. parker is good really good at what she does, and not having to deal with lasers makes me easy. but she's into scams that are less grifts and more Catch Me If You Can slight of hands. she's always looking for easy money (she was into lifting cars at one point! literally she follows where the crime is). she's doing something in an airport and someone tries to recruit her as a flight attendant because she's got the Look. and yall, flight attendants? that shit was like being a model and an astronaut and a time traveler back then. and according to a teacher i had, who once worked as in the f.a. union, those ladies back in the day were rad and queer and free spirited and runnnnning shit. i think, yes, it's a Job which i think we might resist placing parker into. but! of the jobs, at the time, i really see her rocking it during the time period. (also come on, the opportunities to swindle distracted people of their shit would be endless. they would just think they dropped their stuff in the airport! not that it was stolen.)

finally, reggie to alec. i think hardison will be the hardest to translate. even tho i admittedly listen to a lot of true crime podcasts, i dont know much about fbi life and also definitely don't know about it historically. part of me desperately wants to put him somewhere else even if it does have to stay within the fbi. i might cheat and make him like a Q(uartermaster) to 007/00s like in james bond, and he's like UGH this is horrible god i hate working for the fbi but they will give me funding so...... anyway, here's this totally cool [radio term]. that said, if hardison is stuck in the fbi, why he ends up there is that he is a fucking savant when it comes to research and the man can put together a presentation like no one else. that white man gets all the credit for profiling but it was hardison who goddamn was the google of the microfilm days. reggie felt super square but that might be because he had to deal with mcsweeties db cooper shit day in and day out for years. hardison is more himself. and definitely still a nerd. alec would be into dime fantasy novels and comics and ham radios and oh god he also would be into star trek like the original star trek as it came out and he would be into the zines yes! yessss. omg. also he plays a mean arcade cabinet. but he's mostly well adjusted but lonely. his colleagues dont appreciate him because fbi esp during that time were fucking wilding out and racist as hell aaaaaand im sorry im srry im trying so hard to have fbi hardison make sense but also! acab. ANYWAY.

second, the relationship

i think it would be fun to play with what it means to have parker/eliot start off first and bring in hardison afterwards. (if white collar is your thing, it would be like this canon divergent ot3 fic wherein peter burke is the last to join in.) i feel they would be Super Intense esp since they are carrying this big ass secret. kind of broken and dysfunctional and there's the passion and the commitment, but i think there's also a tenderness that's super hard for them to achieve? and i think there's a way that hardison plays such an important part in who they are and how they are. like, sure i think parker/eliot would have joy but they won't have levity. they would have compassion but they won't have gentleness.

eliot meets hardison after being recruited by nate. i think they get close because while nate and eliot have an interesting and compelling mentorship/friendship, nate is still eliots superior; sometimes its nice to complain about your boss, as hardison will say to eliot to try to make friends. i think hardison and eliot would become legit friends and not just work buddies because they are just not cut out of the same cloth as the rest of their colleagues. they grab beers after work. after hard days, hardison cajoles eliot into going to the arcade. they are friends. real real truly deep best friends, in a way hardison didn't think he could have with a fed and eliot didnt think he would have after his friend died. but also? they are like "buds" who are buds who are desperately tryna to cross any lines because there's a.... tension? an UST between them they dont know what to do with.

parker meets eliot by way of a "lets have my friend for dinner, he's a blast." and immediately immediately hardison is like... wow this woman is beautiful but like, really attracted to her personality. and parker things hardison is kinda dorky but cute dorkie? anyway, they have a puppy love situation growing. and it keeps growing until bam. eliot and parker are like. are we into alec???? fuck we are aren't we.

i think stephanie and steve would never tell reggie (even if somehow they were to be a thing). but parker and eliot? hell yeah they tell hardison. eventually. after a while. sooner than maybe they should. the tension if they should say something is one of the things that build up as UST between them for so long; parker and eliot know they are carrying this huge thing. two huge things. eliot being db cooper and also their massive crush on him.

if i could control myself to stick to a pwp, it would be another christmas. maybe the christmas nine (more?) years down the road. the damn snow grounded hardison's flight back to his nana's, and parker and eliot hear this and invite him over. the egg nog gets flowing and parker eventually is like,, fuck this. and comes onto hardison. and hardison would be like wow wow what but... idk, free love and swinging were In The Thoughts And Minds Of The People. he still checks in with eliot who is like. her body, man; i aint gonna tell her what to do. and for a sec hardison is like, man is this a cuck situation? i guess i can be for it but also...... aint mad if i aint alone. and eliot is so grateful and idk. i just want them all to be happy and having fun and no one to be left out. and yeah i am kinda brushing over a lot of the racial politics which, in a more developed fic rather than a pwp, would definitely need to be brought in; but idk that needs to just be in the bedrock of whatever plot is going into this.

it takes a lot of maneuvering of their lives but they make it work and eventually hardison is a keeper of eliot's secret too.

(apart from the historical aspect, another reason i probably won't actually write this is because i know myself. i would want to do worldbuilding. i would follow eliot and alec to their jobs, but i wouldnt want to write outright copaganda. the grit/realism i would be comfortable with would take a level of research i dont think i can commit to. but if someone wants to take this up or if you figure out a way around this issue, pls do i wont be mad)

[achillestiel]

the parent trap only works if you’re identical | part five (if this get’s any longer I’m putting it on ao3)

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“Well thank you for dinner but we should probably be heading out.” Dean said towards the end of one of, if not the most, awkward dinner of his life.

“Dad what about dessert?”

“Claire, we need to get going. It’s a long drive back to Kansas.” Dean said, sighing internally because he knew getting Claire out the damn house was going to be hard. 

“Dean, don't be ridiculous. You’ve been driving for most of the day.” Cas said. “We have the spare bedroom-”

“That’s my room!” Gabriel interrupted. 

“It’s not your room Gabriel. It’s the guest room. You have your own house with your own bedroom.” Cas said, giving Gabriel the bitchiest look Dean had ever seen. That was saying a lot seeing as he’d grown up with Sam. “Dean, why don’t you and Claire stay here for the night? Claire can sleep in Jack’s room and you can sleep in the guest room.” Cas suggested. Claire and Jack grinned at each other and Dean just knew they'd stay up half the night whispering to each other. Or plotting. Most likely plotting.  

No. Nope, Absolutely not going to happen in a million goddamn years. 

“Cas, we can just grab a motel if I get tired.” 

“Dad, I’m not staying in a motel if we can stay here.” Claire said stubbornly. “Plus Jack and I were already planning on making waffles in the morning!” Oh, Jesus Christ. These kids were going to be the death of Dean. And damn if both Claire and Jack weren’t giving him the puppy dog eyes. 

 “Fine. Fine. But we’re heading out in the morning Claire, I mean it.”

“After waffles.” Claire and Jack said in unison. When the hell did those two learn how to do that?

“Excellent, now that’s all sorted I’m going to head home as Winchester’s stolen my room. All the wine is gone anyways.” Gabriel asked, slapping his hand on his thighs as he got out of his seat

“See you in the morning Uncle Gabriel.” Claire said with a grin as Gabriel patted her on the head, ruffled Jack’s hair and gave both Dean and Cas pointed looks.  

“Good night Gabriel.” Cas said, giving his brother a stern look Dean didn’t understand. 

“Same to you bro. Good to see you Winchester, try not to keep this madam a stranger.” Gabriel said, nodding towards Claire.

“I’ll try.” Dean said, mainly to placate Gabriel. Gabriel gave them all a salute before heading out. “Nice to see Gabriel hasn’t changed at all.” Dean said once Gabriel had left. 

“No, he’s still the same annoying ass he’s always been.” Cas said. 

“I like him! He’s invited us to Thanksgiving this year.” Claire said. Yeah that’s not happening. Dean thought. 

“I’m going to teach Claire my secret yam recipe.” Jack said cheerfully. 

“Ah yes, Jack Novak’s secret yam recipe. Involving two whole bags of miniature marshmallows and a ruined casserole dish.” Cas said, shaking his head but giving Jack a fond look. 

“Sounds about as successful as when Claire tried to make apple pie on for Father’s Day.”

“What did you set on fire that time?” Jack asked Claire. Claire could stick her tongue out all she wanted but there were still scorch marks in their kitchen. 

“Yes well, Jack why don’t you and Claire clear up while Dean and I have a quick chat. After that, you can show Claire where she’s sleeping for the night. You two can watch a movie in your room.”

“Cool, how’d you feel about The Avengers?”

“Black Widow is a badass.” Claire said. “Rock, paper, scissors for who washes and who dries?” she then asked. 

“Oh Jesus.” Dean muttered as Cas motioned for him to follow him. Instead of going into the warm looking living room, Cas took Dean upstairs and into a spacious guest room. The walls were painted a deep, honey colour that matched the wooden furniture perfectly. Unlike Dean’s guest room, which was really a junk room, it was immaculately clean. Dean was about to make a quip about the cleanliness of the room before he stopped. In the corner of the room was the very turntable he had brought Cas for the first Christmas they had been together. Without saying a word, Dean walked over and glanced at the records neatly stored in their storage box. Bob Dylan, Fleetwood Mac and even the rare Otis Reading record that Dean had found at a vinyl fair. Cas had kept all of them. For a fleeting moment, Dean wondered if the note he’d hidden in the Bob Dylan record was still there. A hastily scribbled note saying I wasn't born to lose you. Oh, the irony. 

-

Cas watched with cautious eyes as Dean ran a hand over the box of records. Each one Dean had carefully picked out for Cas in another life. He had battled over getting rid of them for years. Gabriel had always said it was strange to keep hold of them but Cas could have never parted with them. When Jack was a toddler Cas had played all of them for him, smiling to himself at how Knocking On Heaven’s Door would always send Jack to sleep. 

“I think we need to have a talk.” Cas said, trying to ease the tension that had enveloped the room. 

“Um yeah.” Dean said with a cough as he straightened up, looking away from the records. “Cause apparently I’m cancelling my Thanksgiving plans with Sam to spend the day with my ex-brother-in-law, eating my body weight in mini marshmallows.” Dean said. “Cas...what are we going to do about this?”

“And by this you mean…”

“The kids. There’s no way Claire’s going to just go back to how it was before. Plus, Jack is an awesome kid. There’s no way I want to go back to how it was before. I mean, maybe Jack could stay with me during the summer?”

“And what? I get Claire during Easter? Christmas?” Cas asked, laughing at the absurdity of the situation. “We came up with this arrangement so the kids could live a normal life. What’s going to happen next, I have them for one year and you have them for the other? That won’t work.”

“No shit Cas but...did you see those two at dinner? They’ve only known each other for a few weeks but it’s clear they adore each other. Claire’s gonna be an even bigger pain in my ass after this. I don’t want to break my...our daughter’s heart when we separate them again and I’m sure you dont want that for Jack.”

“Of course I don’t! What do you honestly suggest then because not only did we come to this agreement to have the kids lead normal lives but it was also so we didn’t have to see each other.” Cas said because even though neither of them would say it, they both knew that seeing each other again would end in a huge fight and a lot of sex. 

"Then why did you ask me to stay?" Dean asked. Good question Dean, very good question. 

"Because it's late and you can't drive throughout the night when you've been driving all day." Cas said. Liar a small voice inside Cas said. As much as he annoys you, you still love him. 

"Oh." Dean said in a small voice. 

"Why? What do you expect me to say?"

"Nothing...forget it." Dean said. “You know, now that we’re here and I’ll probably never be here again. About that day you packed, why'd you do it? Why did you just hop on a train and leave?”

“Dean.” Cas groaned. “We were so young. We both had tempers, we said stupid things so I packed. Got on the train and you didn't come after me.”

“I wanted to but I didn’t think you’d want me to follow.” Dean said in a small voice. “Dammit Cas, you just had to send Jack to the exact same camp as Claire didn’t you? ”

“We haven’t spoken in twelve years, how on earth was I supposed to know where you were sending Claire for the summer? It might shock you to hear this but I can’t read your damn mind Dean. I didn’t send Jack there because a little voice in my head said ‘Oh Dean is sending Claire to this camp! Send Jack so he can meet the twin sister he never knew he had.’” Cas said.  "You are so infuriating, you know that right?”

"I'm infuriating?” Dean asked, looking highly offended. “What about the time you recorded over my Star Trek episode with a documentary on the life of Tomas Jefferson?"

"You have the whole series on DVD! Why did you need to record it off the SyFy channel?"

"You know why! It was the Trouble With Tribbles episode and that was on the DVD that Sam scratched when I let him borrow it!" Dean shot back. 

"Well, you set fire to the patio furniture! Don't even say you didn't because Eileen told me it was you and Sam the next morning." Cas said.

"You scratched the Impala!"

"That wasn't me, it was Gabriel. I lied and said it was me because he was already on his last warning from when he spilt red wine on the couch." 

"Yeah well, you did break my Captain Kirk mug." 

"No Dean, the asinine way you stacked kitchen items broke your Captain Kirk mug." 

"Yeah well, you...you…" Dean said and something inside Cas just broke. This man, this irritating and stubborn man had been the love of his life, his husband and the man he wanted to spend this rest of his life with. Twelve years hadn’t changed a damn thing. 

"Oh for god sake Dean, shut up." Cas said and even though he knew this was the worst plan in the world, even worse than his non-identical twins switching places, Cas pulled Dean in close, their lips crashing against one another. Oh god, it was like going home after a long trip. Cas knew this, knew it better than breathing. Cas still loved Dean more than anyone else in the history of the universe. 

"Cas this is the dumbest-" Dean tried to say between kisses. Frantic kisses that set Cas’ skin ablaze.

"Just shut up and take off your pants." Cas said before his brain could come up with a million reasons why this was a stupid idea. 

“What?”

“Dean, shut up and take off your pants.” Cas said before crashing their lips together again in a kiss that was more like a battle for dominance than anything else. 

“I can’t take off my pants if you keep kissing me.” Dean said as he pulled away and Cas just groaned because this man drove him so insane but all Cas wanted to do was kiss every inch of his body. "This is the worst idea ever."

"Worse than when you let Jo pierce your lip?" Cas asked. He could still the slight scar on Dean’s bottom lip. 

"That was not as bad as the time you wanted to make your own honey." 

"One bee flew in the house Dean, one."

"Bees don't belong in a house Cas, they belong in a beehive."

"Are you really trying to start an argument when we're about to have sex?" Cas asked. Thankfully Dean shook his head. "Good, now take off your clothes and get on the bed."

-

With The Avengers to mask the sound, Claire and Jack sat in Jack’s room as they called their Uncle Sam. After a few rings, he accepted the video call. Grinning at the pair of them with a warm smile.

"Hey kids...man it's weird seeing you two together. How's it going?" Sam asked. 

"Awesome. We made chilli and got them to sit in the same room." Claire said. 

Well, that's something Eileen signed. So what's the plan? 

Plan?

Yeah, the plan. You two are definitely up to something because Claire's involved. 

Why do you always think I'm up to something? Claire asked. 

Intuition

"Past experience." Sam intoned. "Where’re your dads now?”

“Guest room we think, we heard shouting in there about ten minutes ago.”Jack said. “Something about tribbles.”

“Is he still on about that?” Sam groaned. Just out of view on the screen, Eileen signed something to Sam. He groaned and signed back. 

“Hey! Winchester family rule, no covert signing.” Claire said. Sam looked back at her with a classic Uncle Sam Bitchy Face. “What did you say?”

“Ugh.” Sam said. “Fine, your aunt said that if they’re fighting there’s good chance they’ll end up having sex.”

“Ew! Gross!” Jack and Claire said at the same time. “Those are our dads.” Claire said, wrinkling her nose. 

“Yeah? And how do you think you two were made?”

“With a turkey baster and a very patient surrogate.” Claire shot back. “Wait...if they do...you know...do gross stuff, does that mean they’ll get back together?”

Going from past experience, no. They’ll just fight and make noises that, according to your uncle, only dogs can hear.

“That’s really gross Aunt Eileen.” Jack said. “As far as a plan goes, we don’t really have one. Come on, we’re twelve. We need help and Uncle Gabriel has gone home.”

“Good, his plan would have been awful.” Sam said. “Look kids, I know damn well that Dean still loves Cas and judging from what you’ve told us, Cas probably still loves Dean. Just let them fight it out, turn whatever movie you’re watching way up and see how things are in the morning. I know these two idiots pretty well, you can’t force them into anything.”

“We can’t play the long game here Uncle Sam. Dad’s making us leave in the morning.”

“After waffles.”

“Yeah, after waffles I’ll be shoved in the car and grounded until graduate.” Claire said. The four of them sat in silence for a moment before Eileen’s face lit up. 

Ok I have a plan but if it backfires then you do not get it from me. Claire, do you remember how to disable the battery on the Impala? 

“Yeah, I remember...oh...no car means not having to leave.” Claire said with a grin. “Aunt Eileen, you are a genius and never let anyone tell you otherwise.”

“I want no part in this part of the plan.” Sam said hastily. 

“Too late Uncle Sam, welcome to Team Parent Trap.” Jack said happily.     

[myherogroundzero]

under the mistletoe with you (todoroki, bakugou, midoriya, kaminari, kirishima, shinsou, dabi)

A/N: just some christmas headcanons with the best boys :) i hope you like it!!! also, merry christmas eve haha!!

warnings: language, mentions of the greased weasel tango

summary: you do whatever you can to get under the mistletoe with the above mentioned characters, even if it means strategically placing it all over the place just to make it happen

shouto todoroki

he was honestly completely oblivious as to what you were trying to do

such a sweet, innocent boy

he was very confused by your odd requests to go to this place instead of that one (even when they led to the same destination???)

but he followed anyway to appease you

which meant that getting him under the mistletoe was very simple

but getting him to understand was a different story

he wasnt very exposed to love between two people (*cough* endeavor you piece of shit *cough*)

so he wasnt very... knowledged in the art of christmas traditions, to say the least

the two of you walked under the mistletoe

you literally stop abruptly and turn around to face him

todoroki: ????????? what???????

you grin at him with that all too familiar glint in your eyes before you point upwards

he looks up and raises his eyebrow

like um... what do you want

but when you wrap your arms around his neck and get on your tippy toes

he starts to realise what you want

he gives you that FUCKING ADORABLE LITTLE SMILE OF HIS UGH

and you smile right back before you lean in and kiss him

he can’t help but smile against your lips because he loves you and its beautiful :((

his hands would be on your hips

everything feels perfect because you are with him

katsuki bakugou

(this is not mine but i wish i was this talented honestly)

he doesnt listen to a word you say

literally he has zero obedience of any kind

but mostly, it’s because he knows exactly what youre up to

all those mischievous grins? all those bribes to go into the kitchen? he doesnt buy it for one second

nice try bucko, but hes not giving you what you want

even tho lowkey??? he wants it too

but he wouldnt admit that

because hes a stubborn bitch

but damn, you do look adorable in your christmas pajamas

honestly, for him it’s become a test of self-restraint

but he seemed to have underestimated how smart you really are

you saw him going through the hallway back to the living room and you bolted

you had, unbeknownst to him, placed multiple mistletoe around the house

you’d caught him by surprised so he had stopped in his tracks when he saw you rush past him

you realise you may have ran too fast, because hes not under the mistletoe; you are

he chuckles before walking to you, grabbing your hips, and pulling you to him

he finally gave in and kissed you

you ran your fingers through his hair while he deepend the kiss

all in all, it got pretty heated

but even though hes kinda mean to you

and a little rough when it comes to affection (not that we mind right?)

youre his princess 🥺

hes even sure to tell you that because um??? you deserve the WORLD

yeah he loves you

a lot

izuku midoriya

THIS BOY

hes so WHOLESOME

he wants to make you the happiest person in the WORLD

literally ask him to do anything and he will

hes so whipped for you its not even funny

“izuku? baby, come here!”

he’s up in seconds, no joke

he’s right by your side, mostly because he thought you were hurt

but then he sees your gorgeous smile and hes confused

of course, him being the subby baby that he is, does not initiate kisses normally (emphasis on normally)

so without hesitation, you grab his shirt and smash your lips against his

again, hes confused as HELL??? but hes not complaining

“what was that for, y/n?”

you give him the most innocent look and he doesnt believe it for a MINUTE

YOU ARE LITERALLY THE SPAWN OF SATAN

but that’s beside the point

you smile and point up to the mistletoe above your heads

he smiles and kisses you one more time (initiation? only sometimes)

“you’re so cute.”

and of course, because you have no self control, you kiss him O N E more time

because hes just too cute

and honestly theres no one you’d rather spend your christmas with

denki kaminari

okay, PLOT TWIST

hes the one trying to kiss YOU

but without his knowledge, you too are trying to kiss him

but you both have two different plans LMAO

“denki baby, come outside with me!”

“okay but consider this: what if you came to the bedroom with me?”

“but... outside?”

“but i wanna show you something!”

literally it’s just you two arguing about who should go where with the other

and both of you happen to be too dense to realise the intentions of the other

but you being the evil son of a bitch you are, you do whatever to get your way

even if that means... bribing denki 😏

“denki i’ll leave your ass, come with me.”

the romance is alive

but he follows you because??? are you joking or not??? he cant FUCKING TELL

you stop in the doorway and look at him

then it hits him

he beams at you and gives you the sweetest kiss

his kisses taste like sunshine

you melt immediately, a tingling feeling spreading from your toes to your fingers

you love this crackhead so much

but youre also a crackhead

like you both radiate MASSIVE crackhead energy

but theres nothing quite like being mentally unstable with the person you love

eijirou kirishima

hes kind of like midoriya?

wants to make you the happiest

but like hes not quite as subby

more of a switch honestly but thats not important

basically, you tell him to come with you

he does it

no questions asked

you grin and jump up to wrap your legs around his waist

he reacts immediately, placing his hands under your thighs to hold you up

you tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging gently as you kiss him

bro this boy has it BAD for you

how did he get so lucky???

youre so perfect???

marry him rn tbh

hitoshi shinsou

this sarcastic son of a bitch can take me

but anyway, he’s a great time really

he’s like the perfect mixture of good, affectionate boyfriend and funny, sarcastic, playful boyfriend

but hes not whipped

you tell him to do something?

“yeah? or what, kitten?”

honestly you want to kill him

but restraint and patience is the key to a healthy and good life

in other words, you dont really have a healthy and good life

just kidding

sort of

but anyway

“hitoshi, darling, you know i love you, right?

“what the fuck do you want?”

his suspicions are REAL

there is NO TRUST WHEN IT COMES TO YOU

you fucking psycho

no but anyway, getting him under the mistletoe is unsuccessful

but you do get kisses from him

he doesnt even need to use his quirk to persuade you into sitting on his lap

youre there in a heartbeat

he peppers your neck and jaw with kisses before he gets to your lips

and with each kiss, you feel your skin tingle and your cheeks burn

he had your whole heart

this smug bitch knew it too

and he used that fact to his advantage, but he’d be lying if he said you didnt have his heart too

hes a little bitch but you love him

dabi

HE IS THE BIGGEST BITCH OUT THERE

but good GOD is he hot

anyway

yeah he goes under the mistletoe with you pretty willingly

probably because he thinks hes gonna get some

but???

today is the day of JESUS

and he needs to read a fucking bible first of all

he still genuinely loves you though

“dabi, come under the mistletoe with me!”

“why? can’t you just come here and kiss me? my lap is much more comfortable, if you really think about it.”

you roll your eyes at that

“but it’s tradition! come on babe, please?”

he sighed

really loudly

as if you asked him to do the most BORING thing in the world

but he got up and came over to you

he pushed you up against the doorframe and kissed you without any warning

your hands rested on his chest as you kissed back, trying to put more force in

he had no problem overpowering you though

he’s a fucking DOM and theres no argument in that

massive dick energy 😎

what was supposed to be a slow and sweet kiss QUICKLY got heated and sloppy

he moved from your lips to your jaw and neck

you were a panting mess

and then he hit that s p e c i a l spot on your neck

and man it was over

you were not going to get out of this one

you were going to have a l o n g night

not that that was much of a problem

you loved him just as much as he loved you

spending the night committing the sinful dance of frickle frackle with him would be magical

lmfao jk this is a strictly christian blog, there’ll be no frick or frack on this HOLY DAY OF GOD

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Okay, so my ask was about fanfics where either John or Sherlock hallucinates and sees the other one after him (allegedly?) dying. As in, actually hallucinates, not mistakes a real one for a hallucination. Have you encountered anything like that?

Anonymous said to inevitably-johnlocked: hi! i hope you're doing fine! i feel really bad for asking, but i really suck at searching, and as i see everyone asking you, i wanted to see if you could help me, if you dont want to, its fine, i feel like im taking adventage of you... im searching for fics post TRF in which John hallucinates with Sherlock, or fics in which Sherlock comes back but John cannot believe it because he hallucinated with him ... im sorry again for bothering you! hope you have a nice day

Hi Lovelies!!

Ahhh, I don’t have a LOT that have this premise, so I’m just going to give you all of the fics I have tagged with hallucinations :) I do suggest “The Quiet Man”, which has this as the primary plot point (down below) and it’s a long one so I think that will best suit you requests, but DO check out all of the others on this list! <3

And as always, Lovelies, if you have something more to what my Nonnies are looking for, please suggest them!

HALLUCINATIONS

Hallucinations can't open doors by Bespectacled dreamer (K+, 1,330 w., 1 Ch. || Reunion, Hurt / Comfort, Friendship, Hallucinations, John’s Wedding, Light Humour) – In which John gets married and Sherlock gets a broken nose.

Quite Contrary by Hollyesque (T, 1,805 w., 1 Ch. || HLV Fic, Sherlock Whump / After Mary Shot Sherlock, Hallucinations / Flashbacks / PTSD, Hospitalization, Hurt/Comfort, Lestrade POV, ) – A short one-shot, alternate scene to Greg's hospital visit in HLV. Instead of Sherlock disappearing, Greg is faced with an unexpected reaction to a hospitalized Sherlock and winds up figuring out something that he really would have rather not known.

Bitter Nights Turned Sweet by Hyliare (T, 4,076 w., 1 Ch. || Pre-Slash, Insomnia/Hallucinations, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, POV Present Tense John Watson, Cuddling/Snuggling) – Sherlock has always had trouble sleeping; he hasn't always had someone in his life willing to help.

Between Asleep and Awake by katydidit (K, 4,309 w., 1 Ch. || Friendship, Sick Fic, Post-TRF / Reunion) – John is sick. Incredibly, extremely, dangerously sick. Plagued by a high fever, he begins to hallucinate, start seeing things that aren't really there. Because they can't be there. Can they?

A Is For Aftermath by ElvendorkInfinity (T, 10,567 w., 1 Ch. || Injury / Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Friendship/Pre-Slash/Bromance/Platonics, Hallucinations, Introspection, Insecure / Worried John, Big Brother Mycroft, Alternating POV, Anxious Sherlock, Self-Deprecating, Mildly Possessive Sherlock, 3G Moment) – John is still hallucinating, Sherlock cannot sleep, and Lestrade has a new case for them. But will life at 221B ever be able to return to normal? Epilogue to M is for Moriarty.

I Will Take Care Of You by SailorChibi (T, 16,664 w., 15 Ch. || Hurt/Comfort, Sick Sherlock, BAMF John, BAMF Lestrade, Reunion Fic) – Two years after Sherlock's death, John comes to find him on the sofa. Wounded and ill, Sherlock is convinced he's hallucinating and refuses to share any details about Moran or the fact that Mycroft has been compromised. That doesn't stop John from stepping up and taking care of the last of Moriarty's web, BAMF-style.

Wonderful, Etcetera. by VictoryCandescence (T, 16,955 w., 3 Ch. || Wonderful Life AU || Alternate Timelines, Brotherhood, Homophobia, Suicidal Ideations, Mentions of Drug Use, Friendship, Different TRF, Sherlock’s Past, Victor Trevor is Past Boyfriend, Depression, Hallucination?, Love Confessions, Christmas, First Kiss) – Sherlock thinks everyone would be better off if he had never existed, including and especially himself. When he finds himself in a world in which his wish has been granted, he begins to think perhaps even he could be wrong – but it takes an unlikely chaperone to make him not only observe, but understand.

I Think I've Come A Long Long Way To Sit Before You Here Today by ArwenKenobi (T, 18,251 w., 3 Ch. || Grief/Mourning, Passage of Time, Major Character Death, Alternating POV, Sherlock Whump, Pining Sherlock, Hospitalization, Coma, Revenge Murders, Hallucinations, Love Confessions, Brutal Accident, Mystrade, Ghost John) – One year after John is killed Sherlock starts to wonder whether John has actually gone anywhere.

A Home for Us by sussexbound (M, 30,581 w., 12 Ch. || Scars, Bedsharing, Grief, Doctor John, Hurt/Comfort, Post-TRF, Implied/Referenced Torture, Sherlock POV, Pining Sherlock, Suicidal Ideation, Heavy Emotions, Clingy Sherlock, Hallucinations, Disassociation, Emotional Turmoil) – He has been on the road for two years, and he is exhausted. He’s almost accepted that he will never see London (John) again—almost. But then there are nights like tonight, where he is weak, and all he can think of is the warmth of the flat they once shared, the crackle of the fire in the hearth, the teasing smile playing at the corner of John’s lips, the boxes of half-eaten Chinese takeaway balanced precariously in their laps. He aches at the memory of it, at the realisation that it is something he may never experience again.

Impossible to Feign by achray (M, 49,204 w., 12 Ch. || TRF Rewrite / Reverse Reichenbach, Suicidal Ideations / Discussions, Drug Use/Abuse, Mutual Pining, Friends With Benefits, John Accepts his Sexuality, Anxious Sherlock, Meddling Mycroft, Depression, Hallucinations, Secret Agent John, BAMF John, Reunion, Make-Up Sex, Ambiguous Ending) – Sherlock leant forward, his long fingers curving round to grip John’s.“I won’t let him win,” he said, eyes hard. “I will do whatever it takes to get you out.”

Lunar Landscapes by J_Baillier (M, 57,046 w., 21 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || S3/TAB Fix-It, Slow Burn Angst, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Confessions, Drugs, Pain, Medical, Injury, Sherlock Whump, Mental Health Issues, Panic Attacks, Romance, Secrets, Tragedy, Trauma, BAMF John, Doctor!John, Drug Addict Sherlock, Injured Sherlock, Grieving John, Idiots In Love, Protective John, POV John Watson, PTSD Sherlock, Sherlock is a Mess, Medical Realism) – An accident forces John to face the fact that Sherlock's downward spiral had started long before his flight to exile even left the tarmac.

The Vapor Variant by 88thParallel (CanadaHolm) (M, 72,684 w., 18 Ch. || Post-THoB, John Whump, Protective Sherlock, Guilty Sherlock, Anxious/Worried Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Angst with Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, PTSD John, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Suspense, Virus, Sickfic, Big Brother Mycroft) – They stood face to face in the middle of a clearing. The dim light of the moon barely allowed Sherlock to see the glassy terror in John’s eyes and the sweat that glistened off his forehead. His nose was bleeding again, blood dripping in a slow stream from his right nostril. They were both gasping for air, John’s eyes locked on Sherlock’s. There was no recognition there, just wild animal fear. Time stood still for an eternal few seconds, and Sherlock took a shaky breath. “John—”Spell broken, John spun and bolted back into the woods. Still heaving for air, Sherlock took off after him.

The Summer Boy by khorazir (T, 94,706 w., 6 Ch. || Post S3/Post TAB/Alternate S4, Friends to Lovers, Asexual Sherlock, POV Sherlock, Flashbacks, Bullying, 1980′s Kid Sherlock, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Inexperienced Sherlock, Grief/Mourning, Pining Sherlock, Case Fic, Sherlock’s Past, Awkward Conversations, Anxious Sherlock) – About half a year after the fateful events at Appledore, Sherlock and John embark on a private case in Sussex. For Sherlock, it’s a journey into his past, bringing up memories both happy and sad that he has locked away for almost thirty years. For John, it means coming to terms with the present – and a potential future with Sherlock. Part 1 of the The Summer Boy series (possibly Imaginary Friend)

Against the Rest of the World by SilentAuror (E, 151,714 w., 20 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-TRF, Hiatus Fic, POV First Person Sherlock, Present Tense, First Kiss/Time, Big Brother Mycroft, Escaping from Capture, Soft Sherlock, Toplock, Insecurity, Infidelity, Travelling, Introspection, Pining Sherlock, Depression, Fantasies, Yearning for the Past, PTSD Sherlock, Suicidal Ideation) – Sherlock has been away from London for nine hundred and twelve days and counting, and has no idea what sort of reception to expect when he finally returns.

The Quiet Man by ivyblossom (E, 157,369 w., 58 Ch. || Post-TRF, John First POV, Grief/Mourning, Angst, Present Tense, Imaginary Sherlock) – "Do you just carry on talking when I'm away?"

Proving A Point by elldotsee & J_Baillier (E, 186,270 w., 28 Ch. || Me Before You Fusion || Medical Realism, Insecure John, Depression, Romance, Angst, POV John, Sherlock Whump, Serious Illness, Doctor John, Injury Recovery, Assisted Suicide, Sherlock’s Violin, Awkward Sexual Situations, Alcoholism, Drugs, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, Body Image, Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort, Pain, Big Brother Mycroft, Intimacy, Anxiety, PTSD, Family Issues, Psychological Trauma, John Whump, Case Fics, Loneliness, Pain) – Invalided home from Afghanistan, running out of funds and convinced that his surgical career is over, John Watson accepts a mysterious job offer to provide care and companionship for a disabled person. Little does he know how much hangs in the balance of his performance as he settles into his new life at Musgrave Court.

[bean-pole-art]

Ed’s Borderlands Fics Masterpost

well finally

here is the masterpost of all of my Borderlands fics posted. most of them are Rhysothy focused to various AUs. I’m gonna update it as I post more but here it is, along with some of my commentary

right from the start big big BIG shoutout to @spoks-illogical-art​, my partner in crime, my biggest inspo, without them honestly most of these fics wouldn’t exist, please check out their amazing art <3

(latest edit - 21/02/2021)

Atlas AU - our main timeline, follows events of Moxxi’s Heist. lots of different concepts and ideas but the core really is Tim moving to Promethea to get help from Rhys. gonna sort em here with posting date, check the ao3 series for the “timeline”

Hypothetically - 2240 words summary: Rhys talks a lot, but usually thinks about it too little.

coffee, cats & monographs - 2880 words summary: “Hey hey, easy. You don’t want to repeat the accident from last week, do you?” Rhys cooed towards the cat and picked her up, just as Timothy instructed him to. Hearing these words, Felicity meowed. “Oh, don’t say that. This is my office and I have the power here,” he answered, carrying her back to his personal space.

Or Timothy's cat pays a visit to Rhys' office in the morning. note: I am a stupid mofo and at this point Tim would also have Loader Bot fkjbfd just imagine hes not mentioned cause hes wandering off, typical LB

Have Faith - 1470 words summary: During the 7 year lockdown at the Handsome Jackpot, Timothy couldn't really have any hope for himself. But maybe on Promethea it could be different. note: sudden feelings while watching JoltzDude139′s stream

Warm Cheeks, Cold Hands - 1170 words summary: Rhys comes home early and wants to say hi to his husband. With no ulterior motive. None at all. note: first fic Ive ever posted where characters are married, actually. fuck it, Rhysothy Real, his name is Rhys Lawrence

the battle (and the aftermath) of the ages - 2970 words summary: In a situation like this everything was possible, they could pull any punches they could think of. Four beasts playing against each other, every single one of them thinking of striking the winning blow.

Or Promethea Squad plays UNO. And then watches a movie. note: I love Promethea Squad with my whole heart

okurimono (贈り物) - 4/4, 17170 words summary: “Not a bomb. Just a device with a message for Rhys. Trust me on that,” this time an emoji of both winking and showing off a tongue [;P] appeared on the surface of Zer0’s helmet. Ah. So they were definitely trying to mess him up. In a way. Unfortunately, he really didn’t have any other options. Almost with a defeat, Timothy took the ECHOrecorder right from their hands and looked around it again. Or Zer0 gives Timothy a peculiar mission. note: my first ever multichapter fic. took me legit abt 8 months to finish but I am absolutely satisfied with this. also the bonus ending. yes

(there is) something I see in you - 8690 words summary: How one Rhys Strongfork met one Timothy Lawrence and how they fell for each other. More or less. note: best to go into this one blind, I swear. dumbest fic Ive ever written and please take this as a recommendation

this world is gonna pull through - 14380 words summary: Timothy really hoped it wasn’t anything important. He had that tendency to forget things easily, even if he tried to fight it. But Rhys kept on smiling and went by his side. So it couldn’t have been that bad. Still dumbfounded, he felt Rhys leaving a kiss right on his cheek.“November 11th? 

That- That seriously doesn’t ring any bells?” Rhys continued, brushing his hands against his shoulders. Or how Timothy spent one of his birthdays. note: also a love letter for Tim but a nicer one I guess kdjfnb dont ask how old is he i have no gdamn idea man

Strawberry Sweet - 3560 words summary: Rhys surprises Timothy with a gift for their date night in.

Happy Mercenary Day, Mr. Lawrence - 4670 words summary: How Timothy spent his first Mercenary Day on Promethea. note: I swear this is the best writer night Ive ever had. Ive written this whole thing in one night on Christmas day, solely on the inspo of that song I linked

Don’t Go Wasting Your Emotion - 4/4, 17080 words summary:  Afterwards, he went around with his usual duties. Getting a quick roundabout from his PA, checking several sectors himself and looking through the thousands of messages already sent to him via ECHOs. Rhys was ready to finally take on the day, yet when he made his way to the office, he saw the unusual envelope right by the edge of his desk. “For Rhys” was written on it. Straightforward enough. Or Rhys gets a letter from a secret admirer. note: another multichapter fic!! this one also took some time and well. its inspired by ABBA songs. cause only I would write a Rhysothy fic inspired by ABBA

Ratchet Effect - 7130 words summary: Knowing just how much overworked Rhys has been, Timothy wants to let them have a nice getaway in Lazy River Land. There's only one problem to overcome - ratch infestation. note: first fic of 2021!! Ive been playing a lot of bl3 suring the writing of it so it has a lot of stuff I had observed both on Promethea and on Jackpot

Reflections - 2250 words summary: Sometimes, Timothy needs a reminder.

Tales AU - second most important timeline. it’s Tales but Tim is a part of the group. sorted chronologically

A Story For Another Day - ongoing, for now -  2/25, 15280 words Tales AU main fic. it’s gonna be a big one

Connection Interrupted - 3240 words summary: With his driving shift finished, Timothy checks up on Rhys and Vaughn's plans.

Completely Hopeless - 1040 words summary: In which Fiona notices that Rhys behaves differently in front of a certain doppelganger.

infinity times infinity times infinity - 3460 words summary: Rhys and Timothy share some dreams and secrets underneath the stars. note: the beautiful combination of Sleeping At Last and Minecraft parodies. I promise it makes sense

reality can be whatever I want - 11420 words summary: “Hey, Tim?” Timothy didn’t even spare him a look, “Are we alone, or is he there with you?” Oh, this definitely won’t be pretty.

After the confession of Handsome Jack's AI in his head and his plan to infiltrate Helios, Rhys needs to set things right with Timothy. Somehow. note: thanosdancing.gif to Backstreet Boys’ “I Want It That Way” 80′s remix and a guest appearance from Ferocity but I cant legally say her name here

still here - 2820 words summary: It all had to go down, after Helios crashed. note: I have...a love/hate relationship with this one kjdfbfg I like it but it’s honestly an alternate ending and doesnt fit within our usual bad ending, so take it with a grain of salt. i ten jebany błąd językowy w summary, kiedy ja go poprawię

together at last - 5590 words summary: It all struck him down in an instant, in this one minute. They were all safe. And they were all alive. Nothing was threatening neither him, nor Timothy, nor Fiona. He could finally breathe out.

They all found each other again. note: I am multitasking most time of my life but I dont relate any other fic to multitasking more than this one. I was honestly doing 10 things at once while writing this dfkjbndf

David AU - this one is a sub AU to Tales AU and the plot is kind of complicated dfjkbfb please check the fic for further explanation

building in curved lines - 22490 words summary: “To be fair, you look terrible. You’re barely standing in one piece and none of your coffees will hold you together for that long,” Lilith paused, seemingly weighing the correct words in her head. “You haven’t really been holding on since… We rescued The Double.” Rhys sighed heavily. Why did she have to be so right about everything. Or how Rhys and Timothy adjust to the reality after the Handsome Jack AI. note: bday gift for Spok, EASILY one of my absolute faves and the longest fic Ive written thus far

outside of AUs - some concepts I play with that are honestly outside any of our concrete timelines/concepts + fics not focused on Rhysothy

Real - 770 words summary: Reconciling with your past is a little easier, when you have someone you love right in your arms. note: first blands fic I’ve ever written. the characterization isn’t really there yet but as a first shot at the game and my kind of “introduction”, I am still satisfied of it

(Un)Familiar Faces - 9620 words summary: Timothy pursed his lips and leaned over the wall a little. He’s had enough of this solitude of closed doppelganger cabinet. Today wasn’t the day for another self-loathing session. Today, he should go off on Helios and do something for himself.

Or Timothy spends the night at a Helios bar. But not as Handsome Jack. And not as Timothy Lawrence either. note: personal favorite of mine, tough love letter to Timothy Lawrence. I have so many fond memories of writing this, including getting drunk out of my mind just like Tim and Rhys here

basics of survival - 2010 words summary: Athena taught Timothy everything he needed to know about survival. Now, it was time to put these skills into use. note: wrote this right before rona outbreak on last day in my dorms. thats all

[mikemoon]

( choi yeonjun, cis man ) have you seen MICHAEL “MIKE” MOON ? i heard HE is a COMPUTER SCIENCE MAJOR at SAN VERTO COLLEGE and an EMPLOYEE at HALL OF FILM. they’re 22 years old and they’ve been living in san verto for 6 YEARS. they tend to be CARE-FREE & ADVENTUROUS, but rumor has it they can also be GRUMPY & CLUMSY. [ tally, 25, gmt+4, she/her ] @foolsstarters​

tw // mentions of depression, cheating, divorce, underage drinking and smoking

michael moon, born myungjun moon –– choi yeonjun fc

birthday: september 9, 1998 - 22 yrs old ; virgo

cis man, he/him, bisexual

born and raised in philadelphia, pennsylvania

mike grew up being an only child, and always around the company of his mother in their house. his father was always traveling back and forth from south korea to the states for work. his parents have met at work on one of his father’s trips to the states, and they fell in love. his mother being american-born, she couldn’t really leave philadelphia. she loved it there. so they decided to keep it a long distance relationship.

sometime during those fleeting meetings, she had gotten pregnant with michael. and of course, his father spoiled them both, giving them everything they wanted. he never left them to fend for themselves. when the boy was born, his father named him myungjun, and his mother decided to name him michael for his english name. the nicknames jun, mike, and sometimes junnie were often heard whenever his parents or childhood friends called him.

up until mike was five years old in 2004, he’s lived with his mother, while his father was leaving and coming back for a week or two. but that year, he’s finally moved to the states and stayed with them for longer nights. he even finally married michael’s mother. of course, he still disappeared for a few days or weeks on end for work.

but that was also the year michael’s mother found out that her husband was with another woman. michael has never seen his mother break down like that before. sadly, the young boy was peering into the room when the fight happened and witnessed everything. his mother made her partner choose between the two women, and he eventually told her that he was going to divorce his first wife for her, and appeared to have gone through with his promise. because after that incident, he’s been around more often.

by early 2015, when michael had just turned 16, his mother had gotten a teaching job in ashdown academy, which resulted in their move to san verto, california. meaning, new school and new friends for mike. meanwhile, his dad was still traveling a lot for business and coming back whenever he could.

michael has grown up as a cheerful and energetic child. his friends at any school he went to would tell you how much of a great friend he is, how trustworthy and caring he is. it was so easy for him to make friends anywhere. he was the type of friend who would smile at you and listen to you talk on and on about whatever you liked, and the type who would cheer you on with anything you want to achieve. he wanted everyone to feel included and loved.

so it wasn’t that hard for him to get along with new people once he moved to town. he was a very social person. 

he was also the type of teenager who was out there doing things he wasn’t supposed to. he missed his old friends and his old home, but he wanted to have fun with all the new kids he was befriending. that simply resulted in him going to house parties as an underaged teen to ‘have fun’. his mother didn’t approve of him coming home very late at night, clearly smelling like smoke and alcohol. 

internally he was a depressed mess. of course, no one is completely happy as they grow up. his family was a mess, even if it appeared as fine to everyone else. his family life affected him so much while growing up. mike sometimes could disappear for a few days in his room, and it was always during some of his bad spells.

what made it worse was the day he found out the truth.

it was 2017 when michael walked into his father’s office in their house, looking for him to ask him about something. and instead of finding the man, he found a stack of papers poking from underneath his father’s laptop. upon closer look, they appeared to be divorce papers. michael’s heart sunk, thinking his parents were breaking it off.

michael is a curious kid, he couldn’t help but close the door and read the papers. but what he saw wasn’t his mother’s name, it was another woman. his heart raced, as he put things back where they were and immediately left the room. michael had found out one of his father’s many secrets. he never divorced his first wife all those years ago. he lied and somehow stayed with both women without suspicion... well, until now. clearly the other woman was breaking it off for a reason. 

michael couldn’t help his curiosity. he came back to the room later that night and snapped as many pictures as he could of evidence he could find. he even found his father’s phone (which was easy to figure out the password of) and found a plethora of pictures of the man with a different family, different kids and a different partner. he airdropped the pictures to himself to avoid leaving any traces behind and quickly left again.

a quick search on facebook, and he managed to find the first wife. it was easy with the name and pictures he had. if anything, michael prided himself on being a good internet detective... or stalker. he spent everyday trying to find the rest of the family on the internet. he found the woman’s young daughter on instagram and twitter, along with her older son’s accounts as well. it felt weird. it was a constant “now what?” for michael. he’s found them. what was he going to do now? he couldn’t just message them and tell them everything. and he couldn’t break his mother’s heart by letting her know.

except he had to let her know. he could never live with the fact that he knew his father was betraying her this entire time. and so michael told her everything, and after comforting her all night when she broke down yet again, she immediately ended things and asked for a divorce. now it was just michael and his mother, all alone. and for once, having to get by on their own.

thankfully they were safe, with his mother’s amazing money management skills, and the job she got at the academy, they managed to live their regular lives despite the heavy feeling of a broken family looming around them. the two just wanted to be happy again.

michael spent the next few years trying to lead a normal life. his mental health had gotten worse after everything he’s found out. he went to college, and he continued trying to do well in school. he really wasn’t the best when it came to grades, but he was trying his best.

and truthfully, he couldn’t help but make a few spare accounts on some social medias to follow his father’s other family.

but he eventually decided to just let it go, assuming they definitely knew about his mother and himself, which would explain the first divorce. so he decided to put it in the past and move on.

his mother has moved on as well. she found herself someone who actually cares about her so much (mike’s stupid ass has done a secret background check to make sure this dude wasn’t another cheater lmaoo) and now mike isn’t an only child anymore. it’s been 2 years since his little sister yuna was born, and he loves her so much. he still isn’t used to the idea of a new fatherly figure in his life, but he’s.... getting there. 

little dumb hcs

mike majors in computer science at san verto college, with a concentration in game development and design

hes a lil gamer boy,,, u KNOW he’s that annoying dude with a gamer chair that has a sound system in it khjkh

he posted a few videos on youtube but rly just ditched the channel after like a month. he still posts whenever he feels like it tho and it’s usually just.... messy gaming videos or opinions no one asked for

his dad’s dumb ass still doesn’t know it was mike who exposed him to his mother. he thinks she found the divorce papers on her own. therefore.... mike still gets money from his dad on a monthly basis and gets to keep the car he bought him for his 18th birthday lmaooooo a win 

you probably heard me say this before but.... theres a hc that mike is allergic to eggs. simply bc the idea of him shopping in the vegan section is funny to me 

this boy has a love for frogs ? idk where the obsession came from but you bet you’re gonna see a cute lil frog sticker on everything he owns. he doodles them on everything too ? it’s a habit at this point. he also knows random little facts about them and tells them to anyone who didnt ask for them 

. embarrassing but.. this dude... omg.... a big sana stan.... he has a photocard collection.... he went to a twice concert like 5 times.... dont be surprised if you see a feel special sana photocard in his phonecase.... im embarrassed of him 

he also has a hyunjin mcdonalds hashbrown photocard framed that a friend gave to him for christmas bc.. it’s a rare card,,, and you can see it on a table by the door when you walk into his apartment 😭

mike also has a habit of buying things he doesn’t need ?? he has a plushie collection that has been growing since he was young, and now is getting bigger with the rise of squishmallows

there’s this random hc where he drunk bought a cardboard cutout of john cena ,,,, don’t ask,,, it’s currently guarding his room back at his mom’s house djfhdj

can you tell mike is my most embarrassing , most chaotic character,, 

also he moved out after graduating school and when he started to attend college,,,, gimme some roomies pls

connection ideas ??

michael’s childhood friends; could’ve gone to the same school back in philly before he moved away ?? 

friends he made when he moved to town?? mike is very social and was... kinda popular in school, i’d say. he made friends with basically anyone he found interesting

michael’s ex; they could’ve ended on a bad note, or even on a good one and ended up being friends. im really up for plotting anything.

michael’s best friend; PLEASE i love wholesome best friend plots. it doesn’t matter if they met in san verto or philly

roomies pls !!! i would love it if he could have some roommates who have to deal with his very . peculiar decorating habits 

co workers ?? customers ? regulars ? he works at hall of film ! 

like this to plot or hmu !

[booasaur]

Idk Im closeted with my family and I liked different things about Happiest Season but I felt like it was just badly written. I'm not mad at Harper as a character bc she's closeted, it's a very relatable situation, it's that we see no real remorse from her from the pain she's causing Abby. The set up itself was a bad situation, why would you invite your partner into that situation and not tell them until the car ride over? Just bad writing overall. They say Harper loves Abby but dont show it

The setup didn’t seem so bad to me, it was in service of making sure the movie premise actually happened, like, would it have made a difference if she’d told her at home but Abby still said yes? Much of the movie’s characterization of Harper is that as much as she’s a loving, attentive gf to Abby the rest of the time, with respect to this specific thing, she’s indecisive, drags her feet, is defensive and embarrassed about it, just does not handle anything about it well. That IS the plot, even as she proposes this silly idea of faking a friendship, we’re supposed to be like oh, no, because not only is this a movie and we know things will go wrong, but yeah, she lied about it to begin with and only told her in the car, she is weak when she comes to this and that weakness will be the downfall of this plan.

I didn’t see her as not showing remorse, for either Abby or Riley, the reason she did come out was because of the level of hurt she caused both and not wanting to hurt Abby? Through some of the Shitty GF Actions, as we’ll call them, leaving her alone to fend for herself and the bar and all that, yeah, at that point she wasn’t even fully aware she was hurting her, she was too busy regressing and trying to paper over everything with, it’s fine, it’s fine, but then obviously saw how the suffocating convo hurt her and did apologize, and then got jealous and well, it’s a holiday movie where contrived things happen and people do stupid things.

And another anon:

I guess to add in another piece to the Happiest Season discourse, my issue isn't with Harper directly, it with how the story is written around her. The audience is told over and over that Harper is this great person (great enough for Abby to propose after being together for barely a year) but the audience is barely shown this in her actions. We see a bit at the beginning when they're on Christmas lights tour but it ends there and moves swiftly into gay toxic panic land. The writers needed to show the audience what is appealing about Harper not just tell us

I decided to add this one as well because I guess these two asks really get to what’s puzzled me about this perspective, where Harper is essentially in the position of an antagonist who has to earn the good faith usually just granted to characters in her position. 

Isn’t Abby, a person who clearly is not blind to Harper’s faults when they become apparent, thinking about proposing actually showing us in itself? We can trust Abby, no? At least before she forgave Harper at the end, since so many disagree with that specifically. If we don’t trust Abby’s judgment from the start, then what even is the point of watching the movie? We don’t have to be in love with Harper ourselves, we just to buy Abby’s love for her, which I did. I remember when I tried to gif my miscellaneous Harper/Abby set, I had to whittle it down to 10 moments from way more.