#the cyclist au

[psychologeek]

Whumptober #17: The Cyclist AU

Background: Jason never came back to Gotham. There's no Red Hood.

During his Brucequest, Tim gets assistance from an unfamiliar person.

The map is destroyed.

Kid's staring at it like it's a crowbar, and Jason can't help feeling a twitch of compassion for him.

“Well,” he put his hand on the kid's shoulder. “We had a good run.”

The kid looks wrecked, honestly. His eyebags got bags, and there's this glimmer in his eyes that makes him wonder if part of the reason B took him was to prevent him from becoming a future raugh.

(Kid managed to set up a clone lab, become an international thief, and there's this whole thing with Ras he very carefully doesn't think about.

And that's just in three months.)

“It's over, Kiddo,” he tells the boy. “There's nothing we can do now. This was your last shot. You said it yourself.”

“No!” The kid says. “No, no, no, no. No. It's not– no, it can't. I'm not– this isn't over. This isn't. I can't. You can't make me. You can't – I'm not going. I'm not. You can't make me–”

“Wow, chill there,” Jason stops him. “I don't know what you're talking about, but it's like. You said it yourself. This was the last shot to find your - whatever cave or something.”

“It's not a cave,” the kid spits. “I've already told you - it's an ancient site used to worship a bat-like deity, which seems to be a local version of Pazuzu, that was discovered in –”

“I get it,” Jason stops him. “It's some important Batshit thing. But the map is gone. What are you gonna do? You said it yourself. No one's been there for over 70 years. What are you going to do? Get an Ouija board and start questioning the last archaeological team?”

Uh.

Oh no.

Jason recognises that look

This Look™ 

There's something sharp in the maniac smile on Tim's face.

“I mean… I bet you always wanted to break into a nuclear weapon factory in North-Korea.”

That crazy bastard.

Jason REALLY likes him.

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[wisteriagoesvroom]

u got me into car car so thanks for that… anyway do u have any headcanons uve been meaning to share?

hehehe… i’ve idly been thinking about carlos as a road cyclist and oscar as a bmx competitor (because i was watching the bmx earlier, tricks were insane tbh). and…

maybe they have a dispute at the cafeteria because oscar is in a really bad mood, and carlos joins his friend charles (triathlete) in the queue. that’s not the problem. the problem is that carlos and charles spend way too long chitchatting about the chocolate muffins and oscar is like: excuse me mate i just want my eggs. and it’s a bit of a misunderstanding, and carlos thinks it’s kinda disrespectful for oscar to interrupt his reunion with his training buddy who he hasn’t seen in a while.

so then carlos and oscar have a passive aggressive fight via instagram, and their fandoms love it and start calling them “carcar” and they’re both like. what.

anyway they both podium in their respective sports, not gold, but pretty damn close. and then get a bit wasted at the closing ceremony, eyes all bright at the olympic torch and stuff, stadium alight all around them. and then they somehow end up at the same party and then rent those rentable city bikes and race each other down the champs elysée, and then they’re full of adrenaline and feeling kinda silly and breathing really hard. and they’re in front of an alleyway that smells like piss and stale beer but somewhere a clock has just struck midnight, the both of them are just a little frazzled and the energy is changing, and then they both lean in, and — [redacted]

[detragefietser]

tropical dream

[rogloptimist]

desperately need more fandoms to discover cycling so that i can read cycling AUs. there’s SO much at your disposal i swear the absolute insanity of domestique/leader, leadout man/sprinter, ds/athlete etc etc dynamics could be milked so hard i’m on the floor twitching and having visions. also let’s talk about body horror in cycling because what else is an endurance sport except a violent denial of time and the flesh? i need the horror of a desperate, carnal want expressed through muscles, tendons and bones that won’t obey to be dissected on a molecular level. the body fades but the dream doesn’t. the fear that you can physically never be the self you want again. what does it mean to desire so deeply but be in a body that refuses? you’d tear yourself apart for it but first you need your jaw to unlock and your teeth to sharpen and your legs to work just one more time. one more time and you’d be happy. one more and the hunger will stop. and that’s barely even touching the outer layer of the cannibalism and consumption metaphors. there’s just so much and in conclusion i need my tlt mutuals to watch the vuelta….

[thesmashwaffle]

Futureverse Nemona as a cycl(izar)ist! First one to guess correctly where the outfit takes inspiration from gets a cookie

[modern-inheritance]

PIRATE IC/MIC AU WHEN?!

(I know nothing about pirates and privateer life, nor even much about seafaring beyond what not to do in general when stuck on a liferaft, but I love this and I can see it and I might tinker one day but I've got an alcoholic elder Dragon Rider to lock in a bathroom and have heart to heart talks with the people who love him over the course of his alcohol withdrawal and that's already taking up a majority of my research brain.)

[ronni-right]

cyclist & masseuse

Maybe it was just her experience, but all cyclist that ever came to her, were never, you know, well endowed in that department. It was predictable with how many hours they spend on bikes.

Enter Daemon Targaryen, her new client, a big cyclist star, and very very big in that department.

No wonder Rhaenyra really wanted to check if everything is working as it should.

A little spoiler: it worked great indeed.

[fruitviking]

Today I finished The Solitary Horseman! Hope you like it 💜

[paladibun]

i think we’ve moved on from the writers assigning sports to the gang...tennis player and gymnast byler live rent free in my soul. (tho tbh in my heart Will is more of a table tennis or track sort of guy and Mike is more of a Volleyball guy)

[djarinsbeskar]

Since I'm bored in the airport and getting a cold to boot, let's try out one of these new poll things I've discovered:

[psychologeek]

Whumptober #3:

SET UP FOR FAILURE | Fingerprints | Wrongfully Arrested | "I warned you."

index Part of "The Cyclist AU", where Jason never went back to Gotham, instead went living a quiet (sort of) civilian life. He later joins Tim on his Brucequest, as "Paracosm"

“Seriously?”

The voice comes out of nowhere. If Tim wasn't Bat-trained, he probably would have freaked out. As it is, he only tenses and listens closely for any clearer sign of approach.

“I warned you,” the voice continues. “I left you with clear instructions. What did I tell you?”

“To stay out of trouble,” Tim sighs.

“And what did you do?” Paracosm questions.

Tim stays quiet as the handcuffs are taken off. This is a rhetorical quotation.

The older man just sighs.

“You're lucky I speak French, kid.”

“What –?”

“Your fingerprints are already off the system, Alvin. Now let's go, before they realize I'm not actually from the Interpol.”

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[abyssaldespair]

Imagine Obito biking but not like fancy bikers... more like.. The same vibe as the guy in the show High Maintenance.

[detragefietser]

[rogloptimist]

to continue being the bane of uour writing existsnce you should send Tadej to a ke$ha concert

putting this on the bucket list

[kay9leo]

Siblings' judgement

When MC's siblings were asked what was the most interesting thing that happened to them in the summer when they went back to school, it was watching Sebastian navigate NYC when he went to visit them in New York. These are their drawings:

MC/Iñaki's little sister, Grace and her Drawing:

MC/Iñaki's little brother, Ricky and his drawing:

Meet Grace and Ricky, MC's younger Irish/Catholic siblings. They met Sebastian a few times before and know what he's like and found it rather amusing seeing him almost die (in their words) by nearly getting hit by bicyclists and runners right when they are about to cross the street. The only reason he hasn't gotten hurt yet is because Iñaki pulls him back right at the last second since she has a 6th sense about these things as Sebastian's life flashes before his life as he see the bicyclists and runners zoom right pass him.

While both younger siblings know that Sebastian isn't Iñaki's boyfriend...they do question their closeness. Especially when they notice Sebastian's cheeks blush when Iñaki is holding his hand the entire time they are in Manhattan.

I like to think that in Sebastian's subconscious (and in Ricky's observation), he thinks Iñaki is holding his hand because she likes him. Meanwhile, Iñaki is holding his hand the entire time so he won't get lost in the crowd of people and to be his guide on when to cross the street/jaywalk.

(Did I draw this because I pulled what Iñaki did in preventing a loved one from being hit by a bike/runner/scooter and held hands/arms to not lose them in the crowd? Yes. Yes I did.)

I would like to imagine this took place during the summer between 4th and 5th year for Iñaki. She and her family went back home to New York for a bit and Sebastian was able to visit them.

Her family took him out to Manhattan. Needless to say, navigating the city is a completely different beast to navigating Hogsmeade and Sebastian hasn't been to any major city since Solomon became his and Anne's guardian after his parents died. So he has no city navigation survival skills. Especially in the muggle world as a pureblood.

(I would like to think that it was either her parents who bought him a round trip ticket for a week since he seemed so interested in knowing what NYC or it was Ominis who used his money to help him get a ticket; partly since Ominis knows that Sebastian and Solomon bump heads often -more so since Anne got cursed- and wants to keep him out of his own household for his safety and mental health and partly to sort of guide Sebastian away from the Dark Arts and see if he can find some knowledge in the States that Sebastian hasn't been able to find at Hogwarts).

...

And both Grace and Ricky couldn't spell correctly for that day since they were sleep deprived. They literally arrived to London hours before their first day of school because their airline had canceled the family's flight at the last minute and rescheduled it for them to return a lot later than expected. While Grace and Ricky went to school sleep deprived, Iñaki completely missed taking the Hogwarts Express and arrived at school on the 2nd since they had to wait for Professor Fig to take her once he got their owl.

All three siblings really had a rough 1st week due to being jet legged XD

...

More about Iñaki "MC" Martinez Cariaga

[modern-inheritance]

That Galbatorix Won AU that will not be written

I love how like 6-8 or more of yall individual people liked my Galbatorix Won AU post things while those posts also state that y'all are probably never going to see it in full.

Like it's not even fully fleshed out. It's word vomit on a drive doc that I can't really look at right now because the dissociation is real jesus fucking christ. Maybe I SHOULD ask a psychiatrist about this depth of method-writing(???).

I will say this is the gist. There are themes of self deletion, implied nasty things, and it's just not a happy thing really. No reread, we die like women with migraines.

Arya convinces Brom to flee to an unknown location before the Urubaen start. He does so. Galbatorix wins. Eragon eventually snaps in an unexpected way after Arya is broken due to being essentially forced to mercy kill Glenwing after she was subjected to let's just say Galbatorix level abuses on all levels of physical and mental planes and she, mute and carrying around her dead Battle Mate's arm, nonverbally asks Eragon to kill her to end this, as she's being used to hurt the people she loves and her continued existence is more harmful than good.

Eragon's snap is to use formless magic to essentially separate Arya, as a whole, from the magic of the Ancient Language. Don't ask me how nor the repercussions in full. But she is essentially 'dead' to magic. Galbatorix cannot use the name of names now to have hold over her and what she does and can't even scry her. She cannot cast magic, but magic cannot be casted on her either. Spells targeting her do not produce results. She is a void and dead in the eyes of the Ancient Language.

Somehow, don't ask how, Eragon gets Arya out of Uru'baen and naturally forces himself through some fun psych to believe he did indeed kill her. Everyone else believes him.

Arya wears the pieces of Glen's arm. Just wanders Alagaesia until she wanders into the Spine to die. Turns out it wasn't that, it was more mystery forces at work and/or her subconscious thinking that it would be a safe place, and she finds, SURPRISE! Brom living with the Urgals that managed to slip away even further north into the Spine. She's mute, dissociates every couple of hours to just sorta wander off, Claustrophobic/domaphobic so she never goes inside Brom's hut or urgal tents, and still can't even get herself to not bolt backwards if Brom comes within 10 feet of her. She is not the same person Brom saw last. There's bits and pieces of the Arya he knew, but she's unable to hold those pieces together longer than maybe a handful of hours at a time and still can't speak when she does. At most she can touch his hand during those moments, try and mouth words, and write things down in frantic attempts to preserve her sanity and memories of her life before. These moments get longer and longer over time, eventually until she's 'back,' but she never fully regains speech and still has much of her problems with buildings and has to be the one to initiate hugs or walk towards Brom rather than the other way around. She's never again really, truely, the same person.

Brom and Arya convert Riders signs to their own homesign and just start living. Arya frequently hallucinates Glen and 'speaks' with him through sign, spends days staring off hugging her Glenwing-mech-arm encased forearm to her chest, and has lost most of her fight. Brom takes his new mission on as taking care of her, helping her heal and find her fire again, and to once again be the last Old Guard to remember true history rather than Galbatorix's fucked up version.

There is no happy ending. Only Brom and Arya, the way MIC started.

And no, this will not be fully written. Ever. You guys may sometimes get little bits and pieces that will be labeled as such but haha I cannot take the weird fugue/dissociation this version of Arya brings over me and the absolute trauma of losing everything twice and being powerless to stop it that Brom's internal voice brings. Garzvog is cool though. I like this version of him. He's surprisingly nice.