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Will there ever be a new chapter to the treehouse au fic on Ao3? Sorry I just curious and I really like it
yes!!! i have all of it planned out and outlined, i just need to write it down and then proofread and edit :p
#then ask my friends to beta.........#god writing is so much work.#id just put it out immediately if treehouse didnt matter to me so much 😂#shady0220uwu
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#otherkin#nonhuman#alterhuman#therian#fictionkin#survey#please signal boost this and send it to your friends!#it will only be open for a very short period of time!#Shoutout to my polycule for assisting me with verbage and beta-testing this SO MANY TIMES#and shoutout to my friends who also were asked to beta test this like twice#ily guys
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"Marchil? I guess I can see it on Chilchuck’s end, but what about Marcille’s? What makes you think she could develop feelings for him?" I’m glad you asked!
The first thing to note is that she does think highly of him
In the page on the right, literally defending his virtues and literally comparing him to Dalclan. And oh…
She does love a brooding mysterious guy who closes himself to love. But surely, Chilchuck isn’t her type at all, right? He’s not princely or knightly at all. In apperances certainly not, both looks wise and demeanor wise, but then that’s why she seeks to know him on a deeper level, to not only look shallowly.
And hmm. Chilchuck really is quite selfless isn’t he? Always looking out for others, and saving specifically her often, always making sure himself and, staying in or even running towards danger for her sometimes. Modesty is often considered heroic…
And can we talk about that drowning one… You can definitely frame the special attention as him knowing she tends to hesitate or be clumsy, and then his insistance on pulling her out of danger that she’s the healer aka the most important to keep alive, but. From the one who says that he just keeps his ass out of fights and won’t help this is a lot of risk to take, and he does die trying to pull her to safety in the dungeon rabbits chapter. And the drowning bit??? That’s when the dungeon collapses. The only reason they DON’T die of drowning here is that the water then gives way to outside. There was NO hope of pulling her to safety here and resurrections would likely not work either, he truly preferred to die with her than try to survive himself.
Sit your ass back DOWN you are in no state, self-sacrifical hero much damn
And Marcille definitely noticed this imo, after all she loves learning all she can about him, remembering things like how he hates waiting on people too. She pays attention to him and what he does and what he says. This to say that it’s notable, whatever reason for it you may think (though we know by this point at least she was already aware he was an adult though it wasn’t internalized), out of everyone it’s Chilchuck’s bed that she wants to sleep in during the Golden Kingdom stay. He’s safe and comforting to her: dependable, the defining trait in her view of him as is shown by the relationship chart in the Adventurer’s Bible.
^ Lending handkerchiefs is a romance trope btw and handkerchiefs have irl history of being used for courting. Especially in old English literature and plays like Shakespeare’s Othello, and personally I do see a lot of Shakespeare in Dalclan (nobility political drama with some romance). There’s how his cowl is a dearly beloved souvenir from his family too, there’s a lot of aesthetic tropes you can apply to him.
All this to say you can 100% romanticize Chilchuck into a princely noble guy if you try and that’s exactly what Marcille does with the wife roleplay. She doesn’t need much in the first place, she latches onto crumbs and makes aesthetic narratives out of details, give her an inch she’ll take a mile.
But what’s interesting about the shift throughout the arc of her and his relationship is that she starts out idealizing him into a little angel of a kid (shapeshifter), and she ends it idealizing him as a virtuous husband and family man instead.
And what’s doubly interesting is that in the former, she’s actively warping who he is personality and demeanor wise to fit the aesthetic, he doesn’t have that bitter pride of not asking for help and the edges have been smoothened. But what she does during the wife roleplay is something else, she acknowledges the flaws and just… Accepts them, rolls with them. She’s aware of his flaws and implements them into the narrative, but the reason why his wife left doesn’t capitalize on them even, rather Chil is chilblivious and his wife loves him very much still, she’s just testing him after having had a night of feeling out of place at his side.
And this is what separates the idealization vs romanticization, she’s not twisting him into someone else she’s just uplifting what he is and focusing on the good sides.
Marcille: "he has a shitty personality sometimes but if he was my husband I’d still cherish him" "If I were your wife I’d be overjoyed to go out with you and would get myself prettied up while you complain about me taking a long time, your friends would tell me that I’m nice and that’d make me happy, but I’d also be sad because you wouldn’t tell me that you love me enough"
He’s angry and his wife left him, he’s *flawed*, but he’s still worth hyping up, still worth having his own romance story, still has a shot of winning back his beloved. She sees him for what he is, human and real and not a carefully scripted character that fits an aesthetic, and she thinks it’s still worthy of love and admiration and fighting for
And what’s funny too is that you might expect her to cool down on him once she learns more about him but actually she only gets increasingly into his business. You tell her your age and next thing you know you promise to introduce her to your family. Give her an inch she takes a mile. And too the thing is, Senshi is equally mysterious but she doesn’t pester him like at all, asks him ONCE about his succubus and he doesn’t even answer and that’s like… It. With Chilchuck it starts off innocently enough with her wanting to know his age, hometown, the stuff she mentions having asked pre-canon. But it just keeps and keeps going and escalating. Think she’ll be satisfied now knowing you have a wife and kids, maybe she’s disillusioned now? Wrong! She wants to know their names and ages and occupations and hey how did you propose to your wife? Do you think she’ll stop after meeting them? What’s next? What will she want to know next????
She’s… Like it’s not a reach that Marcille is all over him. Like it doesn’t mean it’s romantic but she just is. She is not normal about him idk. Can you not ask him about what tongue technique he used when first kissing his wife, give the man breathing room
Marcille could literally go "if I was Chilchuck’s wife" having deeply pondered and thought out the hypothetical and people would still ask where anyone sees any romantic potential between them. Oh wait
There’s a platonic explanation for everything (almost?) in Dungeon Meshi don’t say I’m saying otherwise, but it’s definitely not like there’s nothing here to read into lol
Going off a bit more under read bc it’s my fave topic
Marcille has a whole theme with the charming prince trope with her idealization and storybook motif and Chil is kinda the "Well someone perfect like that isn’t very realistic and romance is usually more complex and that’s ok and good and flawed people can still be ✨virtuous✨" catalyst
Do you see do you see she starts canon thinking the most romantic thing is a prince charming but her arc in the end has her romanticizing an average, flawed, real and realistic family man, who’s on the poorer side and is on the verge of divorce. And that’s what he needed, too, seeing the positive of himself and the situation instead of focusing on the negative is explicitly what inspires him to hope that he might be able to reconcile with his wife, gives him the courage and self-esteem to shoot his shot.
He IS a prince figure instead that now it’s not about idealizing the grand and overt it’s about romanticizing the small things in real life!! About finding joy and beauty in things that seem normal or mundane and uplifting them to make the world feel kinder!!!!
He’s the devoted virtuous man that she wantsss not the storybook prince that’s unrealistic and could crumble like a script at any time. He’s the perfect example of a flawed realistic but virtuous & devoted & loving man. Far from a prince charming, but not fully detached from it either. Something worth fighting for despite the flawed cracks. Like literally, flawed romance being worth fighting for is literally the finale of Chilchuck and Marcille’s arc on the matter, where their separate arcs and issues intersect at the most crucial moment.
Marcille is important to Chil’s arc not only because of her optimism, but also because of her interest and knowledge in romance & matters of the heart, and that’s what he needs to both open his heart up to hope and to try to reconcile with his wife, like idk sounds gay
Their arc together is literally learning to 1) see each other for how they are and not undermining their qualities capacities etc etc while still not leaving flaws unchecked either and 2) opening up to people. Marcille LITERALLY makes Chil open his heart up to hope like idk man. What do you want from me. He’s literally the guy helping her through deconstructing novels and fantasy and rose tinted glasses and like. Deconstructing the prince charming figure into something more real but still romantically beautiful like KUI KUI STOOOOP STOP I’M ALREADY HOOKED I’M ALREADY-
Ok fine that’s me reading into the tropes too much forgive me for being storybook brained but like. Speaking his heart out to a lone woman on a balcony, Romeo and Juliette shit, asking if she, too, doesn’t want to meet his family, madly blushing. And like she’s learned with Chilchuck it’s all in the little things, all the implications he cannot speak aloud. She does reciprocate, does blush madly back, and the first thing she does is shower him in flowers and jewelry and what in her heart is coded as romantic gifts
A lady, stashed away in a high tower by her lonesome, waiting for someone to call out to her from below… Romeo courting type shit with an offer, a heartfelt spiel, implicit confession from underneath her balcony. Offering him flowers because he succeeded in calling out to her heart…….. And they have to climb to her too…. Crazy
Doesn’t it sound like a proposal. One that’s both so storybook-like and not, contrastedly real and grounded, all about the implications rather than in your face grand gestures, "Don’t you want to meet my family?". They literally have an arc about the topic of romance and this is the climax/pinnacle of it like god?? This is @ the woman who said "Chilchuck is a shy/bashful man so I know he wouldn’t tell me he loves me, but…" btw
To quote a friend, truly the shiny secret unlockable dating sim capture target : THE DUNGEON LORD BIT WAS SO FUNNY BECAUSE HE KNEW SHE'D TAKE IT HOOK LINE AND SINKER HES THE ONE WHO GOT HER TO TURN AROUND COMPLETELY SHES LIKE. WIDE EYED FLAG RAISED???? FLAG RAISED WITH CHILCHUCK 👀👀👀‼️👀👀‼️👀
And the way that this is the culmination of their arc together… Like people are not ready for the ‘Chil calling out to dunlord Marcille on the balcony has Romeo and Juliette romance novels imagery’ take. Or the ‘their arc is about growing to see beauty even in the non-idealized, in the flawed and in the real’ take which makes it so so perfect if she were to lower her ideal from a charming elven prince to a virtuous halfling man (which she does end up romanticizing)
So there, you got to witness in real time what happens when I think about marchil for longer than 2 minutes, there are so many layers it’s a deranged rabbithole. I saw the necronomicon of subtext and it’s driving me to madness with forbidden knowledge that no one else sees
……. Like what if I told you she implicitly picked Chilchuck over a "unrealistic prince charming who’s actually disingenuous" much earlier in the story already. If she was given the choice to think through going with a guy that seems perfect and chivalrous like her succubus she’d pick Chilchuck over the other actually. If I sound insane rn tune in for my full analysis on them coming this month hopefully thank youu. Interwoven arcs of fantasy vs reality and idealization vs pessimism I love youuu
So now you know the general thesis of my planned analysis about the importance of the prince charming figure in Marcille and Chilchuck’s arc, where she romanticizes things to a sometimes worrying degree or idealize people into something easy and digestible and poetic (like Chil being a kid, and then him being a virtuous ✨✨✨husband), and how she needs to value aesthetics less and actual acts and facts more, be more grounded (like seeing people for what they are flaws and all, and accepting that people need money and not pulling through on principles of honor or unity shouldn’t get Namari shamed) and a part of that is accepting that Chilchuck is BOTH flawed and virtuous, a loving husband that still has shitty moods and fumbled his marriage so bad etc etc. So it’s like, her image of perfect prince charming that will whisk you away on an ethereal romance -> realistic flawed middle aged dad with personality issues and a failing marriage but he still is worthy of love and having his cute grand romance story and his happy ending. Ik I keep repeating the same point through this but I need it to be burned into everyone’s brains it has its grip on me I can’t do this. They are so special……
#Someone did ask (on discord) btw i’m not just being a smartass though I do love being that too#This is stuff I cover in my upcoming marcille & chil arc analysis except here I can go full romo and don’t keep the strictly platonic angle#It’s at like 15k words rn I think. The 30 pics limit is killing me which is why I started asking my friend to do collages of panels for me#Sob#I keep alternating between it and the Falin analysis save me. Should be dropping soon idk i might test out having a beta reader for that on#Marchil foreplay is 2 years of being coworkers and slowly worming personal questions out of him until he blinks and she has#a key to his house#Dungeon meshi#marchil#marcille donato#chilchuck tims#like they’re so so funny look at this shit. Nonconsensual romanticizing of you as a person. Obsessive interest in your personal life#She’s latched so hard onto the “mystery” of him they’re deranged#MAYBE ITS ALL COMPROMISES MAYBE ITS ALL SWEET INBETWEENS <3#maybe we'll take our vision of what we thought we could be and make something new together. something for just us#Fumi rambles#Maaan Marcille’s ‘idealizing him into liking him even for all his flaws bc his personality is often kinda shitty’ arc’#and Chilchuck’s ‘prejudice against elves and mages and optimism into respect and trust’ arc are everything to me#Meta#Spoilers#Dungeon meshi manga spoilers#Tagged this so late oops#It’s so funny. She’s canonically wondered how Chil would be like as a lover#No no but like do u see. Fantasy is a key part of her chrcter and arc and he’s the foil to that he’s the thing that comes challenge it
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#vanilla extract#bonus if you reblog with how much you actually write and your response#I write a lot#to the point that I think it would be kinda rude if I asked my friends to beta read all the time#I've had like... seven fics total beta read?#Out of 113?? asldf;kj#I see people thanking their beta readers all the time on ao3 and I'm like#where are you finding people with the time and motivation to do this for you asdflkjasdf
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What was the most unhinged way you used to write fanfiction?
#I used to type it directly into Fanficion.net's new fic section#I remember thinking it was dumb to have another medium just cut out the middleman#even WORSE was if I wanted my friend to beta it#I gave her my FF password and had her log onto FF and check my drafts section to review it through that#she asked Multiple Times 'uh can you make this like a word doc or something' and I pointedly refused#god bless being 19 and rediscovering/reinventing myself as a writer#the 'save draft on AO3' fxn unlocked this core memory#I need to send my old beta a fruit basket for putting up with me lol
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He's just a funny lil guy!
Frank Wing (right) is a very responsible adult (aka he has a job) and while at said job, his best friend enters his apartment and downloads an MMO to be a menace cause he keeps claiming he's too tired to do it once he's home. So when Frank realizes what she's done he's like. Fine, whatever, I'll log in this one time just to give her a sense of satisfaction.
And he does. Unfortunately he's not lying when he says he's tired once home so he doesn't do much but sigh at the character she not only made him but named. And so he logs in as "alpha_dude" and just tries to ignore it. Then he finds out his best friend is just a bit weird in her online habits and has a guild where she's trying to collect users with the Greek alphabet in their names. So. She's Omega Rising and now he's alpha_dude. He doesn't really care since he's not planning to play long.
(spoiler, he keeps playing and never changes the character or name. so he just gets stuck being called Alpha in game a lot and gets lots of hesitancy bc who would willingly name themselves that and he's like 'not even me, ok'.)
#my characters#mmofail#he ends up being good friends with a girl playing a guy named beta burst#and then gets a crush on a guy playing a girl named gamma-chan#so things are going really great for frank all thanks to his ex gf slash best friend its fine hes just gonna go insane being called alpha#he thinks of himself as pathetic and is pretty sure others think of himself as pathetic so why bother changing the name#it wont change how pathetic he is (hes not pathetic)#omera (omega) is someone he went to school with and they dated briefly bc he thought itd be cute since they have the same last name#and then she broke up with him bc he was very dedicated to the hs dating relationship and she didnt think she was worth the effort#since she didnt wanna put any effort in#so instead of making frank do all the work for them she cut it off and asked to stay friends and hes like ok#and hes a little hurt that she probably thought he was too clingy or annoying to keep dating but she will still talk to him so its okay#then online she doesnt say stuff around him but she does like talking about him to the other guildmates if they ask#like beta and gamma do ask some questions and she is delighted to answer and gives the most affectionate and proud replies#cause while frank has no confidence in himself ? omera has all the confidence in him and his kindness#and she WILL tell people how great he is
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#asking for a friend#who has three 2/3 finished#abandoned WIPs on their harddrive#in unrelated news#I’m cleaning up my 10yo laptop#so I can get a new one#lord knows I’ve already sold my soul on this one#Harry you little shit may you rest in peace#I also remembered I have a somewhat hefty#prologue to FTRR that never got published#though it’s even been thoroughly beta-ed…#So I’m also not always the best at pushing things out when life gets in the way#just woke up curious and#thought others might be too#God for all I know#dozens of polls like this#have gone around already#if so forgive me 🫣🤫#I’m a no 99% of the time#so that’s what I marked#my only exception would be#if it was personally and highly recommended
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#wipwednesday! haven't done one in a long time lmao. me writing more zolu? omg? who is she ...
anyway, luffy and zoro sparring on the deck of the sunny because "i thought you were watching the ship." "i was watching the ship. sometimes that just so happens to entail luffy trying to roundhouse kick me in the head for attention." boys will be boys. they're flirting
i'm only mildly mostly losing my mind writing this but the rough draft is coming along nicely! coaxing myself into having a full draft done at some point eventually
“C’mon!” he wheedles, nudging Zoro’s side with his knees, and for a moment it’s any other day—any other time the two of them are relegated to ship watch and watching Zoro meditate had entertained him for all of five seconds. “Fine,” he grouses after the third kick. He climbs to his feet, back to the late morning sun. “Swords or no swords?” “You holding back?” “Don’t know if I wanna deal with another Franky lecture about ship care.” “Oh, yeah, he got really mad about the onigiri to the foremast.” “That’s not—” “Zoro’s stalling!” Luffy hoots, and Zoro’s comeback is interrupted when he pitches forward to press a wet raspberry to his cheek before rocketing back and darting toward the prow, pivoting to turn his back to the masthead and cackling all the while. “Zoro’s probably worried he can’t land a hit so he’s staaaaalling. Boooo.” “Oi,” he grunts, scrubbing at his cheek with the heel of his palm, “quit talking shit before I beat the shit out of you.” He tosses his head back, laugh bright and loud, and the corner of his mouth curls. “I don’t think you can!” “Dumbass,” he chides, shifting from amused to affronted because Luffy asked him to spar and he isn’t taking this seriously—bounding around the ship like a moron, stretching out his too-long limbs like he’s just showing off, and Zoro will endure the peacocking for another five seconds. “Hey!” “Sounds like Zoro’s mad he can’t catch me,” Luffy says like he’s talking to himself, beaming at him even as he zips through the air to the foremast, free hand lashing out to grab onto his hat. He can see in the tilt to his body, feet planted against the mast and body silhouetted by the sun Zoro’s squinting into—can see it in the way he tenses just so, coiling in on himself, and Zoro squares his stance. He’s about to get a head butt to the gut. “You gonna tag me in or what? You wanted to spar and instead I’m watching you bounce around. I could be drinking instead of this.”
#kate writes#zolu#i haven't done a wipwednesday in a while because anything else would spoil the fic#i asked my friend if she would beta this for me when it's done and she's going to hate me for it lmao#(pen if you see this lmao rip)#whiskey peak was just luffy and zoro flirting with one another#nothing says romance like beating the shit out of each other outside of ihop at 2 am
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I have been convinced! I’m working on my S1 AU where James drugged Jamie from 14yo and on. So Jamie thinks he’s a beta. And…uh…he ain’t.
(This is my platonic α/β/Ω fic)
#jamie tartt#alpha beta omega#a/b/o dynamics#beta jamie tartt#omega jamie tartt#james tartt sr#all my friends hate james tartt sr#all of jamies friends too#omega leslie higgins#alpha julie higgins#shout out to bisexualtedlasso for asking necessary questions
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grrr writing the topics on wings is so stress inducing as much as I enjoy delving into it.
The story is at its core about xenophobia (and inevitably, eugenics) and as much as I love my beta readers my lovely close friends I share my stories with, they are all white americans that dont really know the lived experience of that like I do, so most of the criticism I rely on is me being self critical and doing research and THATS SCARY.
#I want to write it I am writing it but my ocd KILLS ME when it comes to writing this story#maybe one day I will be confident enough to ask if any of my other poc friends want to beta read#I dont think the kind of story I'm writing is intrinsically linked to being just latine so it really could be anyone who Gets It#also eugenics doesn't only impact xenophobia so the story also delves into things like sexism and queerphobia and ableism#but asking is scary#I am real scared of everything ever all the time you see#canischat
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OOC: YOOOOOOOOOOO OWENS AND Z ARE PIECES OF THE ACHERON PLOT TOO?!?!?
Longshot, but is Janet running into all kinds of people who shaped Tim by their death? Is the Daughter of Acheron trying to do some Batman: Beyond-like plot here to make a Tim that would accept her advances?
Mr. Washington is a little stand offish. He has this calculating glint in his eyes that he doesn't know how to hide. I don't think he likes it when people notice that.
Mr. Owens is a bit more amiable. He says some scary stuff like it's a funny anecdote. I dont particularly find them funny.
It is amusing, however, to see him catch himself when he realizes what he's saying and scramble to fix it.
They both seem like they're unsure of what to do with me.
OOC: LETS GOOOO, THE BOYS!!
I always thought Z and Owens were an interesting characters, and it was a shame that they died in Red Robin :/
Jan is having a hard time understanding just why strange things and people keep chancing upon her. Or what and who should she trust after being dropped into situations.
But I'm sure y'all can help her out :]
#jan chats#homebound arc#ooc: i accidentally deleted the ask that exclaimed at owens and zs appearance lol#dc rp#ooc: so this is also a response to that oop#tim drake#dc red robin#batman#batman and robin#dc robin#janet drake#tim drake wayne#dc comics#dcu#batfam#tim drake robin#robin tim drake#robin dc#dc#dc universe#timothy drake#ooc: i NEED to see batman beyond again#ooc: i liked that show when i was younger but wasn't able to see all the eps#ooc: i never realized how DC pilled I was until I had to explain... DC comics to my lovely friend who betaed for me.#ooc: lmho this reminds me of the time I wrote a fanfiction about valerie grey from danny phantom being amanda waller#ooc chats#assassin trio mention
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[slowly pokes my head in] hey. hey you guys wanna see a pony.
decided to draw an oc of mine as a mlp:fim character!!! verrry very proud of it,,,
#my art#tfj#mlp#mlp fim#mlp oc#originally i made this design(or; like; a beta version of it) for an au for an oc thing with my friends like. oh wow 2 years ago h#anyway this is cez and don't look at the name too much. i prommy i am so good at coming up with names#have i shared them here before? prolly a bit...#just uhhh scroll through the tfj tag and you'll maybe find some stuff about them + others dkndkdndksjs#i prommy that them being a changeling makes sense for their character and it's not just bc i like changeling ocs#also if pharynx can look like that then i can make them pink and ourple as well#don't ask me what the cutiemark means btw idk. it's subject to change.#also i guess it doesn't really have to mean anything? 'cause it ain't real?
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This might be a stupid question so I’m so sorry 😭
I’ve interacted with you a bit in the comments of my fic, and it’s made me want to actually create a dedicated CoD account instead of just lurking often— would you recommend Twitter or tumblr more? I don’t really know anyone else in the fandom (since most of what I look up is kruegernikto stuff… small group dndnshsb) so that’s why I’m asking here </3
Hi! Well, from my experience it's definitely worth it, as having a dedicated space to hoard stuff you like and/or that you make is very freeing. It's easier to interact with people that way, I find.
As for the platform, depends what you're looking for. Twitter is easier to quickly interact with people, but tumblr is closer to a community nowadays, especially since you can now reply to posts/comment. I've been active on twitter for 13 years next week (!) and although I use OldTweetdeck that allows me to have a nice experience esp. managing multiple accounts AND I have a very detached use of it by now, I can attest that the "quality" of interactions you get with people has decreased. You can still create an account though, and see how it goes!
#also like. in 2020 there was basically no mw19 fandom. I was only talking to like 1 friend (my current beta reader!)#then I started playing n chatting w @modernghostfare in early 2022 + made this account and it boosted my creative fuel immensely#but I still am not in any community per se. I interact w ppl individually tho now and it's enriching! and tumblr allowed that.#ask
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🕊️ WIP Wednesday 11/1 🕊️
Send an ask telling me to work on one of my WIPs!
1. Vampire Andrew AU
2. Guardian Angel Neil AU
3. Mafia Front Restaurant AU
4. Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU
*click the links for masterposts for each au!
Here’s Vampdrew (Part 40):
“Are you two going to do what I said or not?” Wymack shouts over from the rental. There are a few more thoughts about what exactly Andrew and Kevin are to each other. And Andrew couldn’t answer that in the slightest.
“Coming!” Andrew answers. Then he and Kevin finally make their way over to the car. Wymack drops his jacket in the driver’s seat and shuts the door.
“I’m going to go say goodbye to Hernandez. I’ll be right back.”
“I will miss you every second you’re gone,” Andrew says. And both of his companions huff and roll their eyes in unison. Like father, like son, he supposes. Oh, yes. Since Andrew spends as much time in Kevin’s head as Kevin, he’s privy to this classified information. Kevin is too afraid to tell Wymack, so he’ll probably never know he’s got a fully grown bouncing baby boy.
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#andreil#kandrew#aftg#Vampire Andrew AU#WIP Wednesday#🕊️#i finally finished betaing my friend's book so... you can ask for more than one. but... not a whole set please <3#I'm not sure how well my brain is gonna be working :')
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Wander and Monkey: Dragon Boat Festival
Prompt: The duo at the dragon boat festival making Zongzi and Monkey(Wukong) missing his family
Warning: Angst, but with comfort
Author's Note: A day late, but this is for my friend @sparrow-in-boots request and birthday gift! Feel free to send an ask or prompt if you liked my story. Inbox is open!
How on earth in all their centuries of living did they end up here, here making sticky rice balls, what's the word again? Zongzi, that was the name, wrapped in bamboo leaves to eat later or to toss it into the river. Wander didn't want to linger in the village during what seems to be a festival just around the corner, honoring a beloved poet or worshiping gods and dragons alike; several scents overwhelmed their nose as children and women walked by with silk sachets or the wormwood and calamus. Something about the smell irritated them and the last time they asked someone, they got strange looks and the logic behind it all was to ward away evil spirits. Their eyes drift over to Monkey, too absorbed in noticing he's being watched.
Their once tattered clothes and furs were finally replaced after enough complaints from Monkey about ‘scaring the locals more than him’ or ‘You look more beastly than man’; now most of their wardrobe matched the locals, all but their furry cloak and their walking staff. Over the long journey since they left home, there are still some things they can't let go, at least a keepsake of their homeland; how they long to return, but know deep in their hearts they can't. Wander shift their thoughts at how they got into this mess, well the one Monkey dragged them in.
Monkey, the same stubborn fool, asked Wander to stay and observe the upcoming festival. When he heard a quick and harsh no, all hell broke loose; the tiny bastard kept pulling and yanking their hair back to the village, the colorful words he used (certainly picked that up from Wander), to biting and kicking, normally the harassment or abuse they can easily ignored or brush off, but it had more power and gruffness that Monkey never had before. Wander soon relented and agreed to stay longer, just to get him to stop, their eyes still linger on him.
“Hey Monkey, why did you want to observe this festival so badly? It's not like we never encountered this before.” Wander’s ears twitch as the melodious hum, Monkey still focus on his zongzi. They continue as they shift back to their own zongzi, “Didn't we see this five years ago? Weren't the people there worshiping a god or a dragon? I recall seeing those folks on decorated boats.” They laughed at the memory, “And I happened to remember you jumping on one boat with a family close to the river's edge.” Monkey stopped, his eyes locked on the zongzi and the edge of his lips tugs downwards. “Oh, didn't they offer to invite us for dinner after we cleared the air? That's right,...” They nod to themselves in thought, “...the entire family was visiting as a reunion, it was certainly a sight to see; some seeing each other for the first time in years, or bringing new additions to the family like a spouse or a child. Must be nice for everyone to see each other again.”
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Their body jerks and the table shook, Monkey stared long and hard at his smashed zongzi splattered on the wooden table with some of the rice sticking on his callous hands. “Monkey's going to get more rice.” he said abruptly with an unrecognizable tone, Wander didn't had the chance to object that the two still had a full bowl of rice left when he marched off. Their eyes watched him head towards the direction of their camp; most people refused to lodge them due to the duo’s appearance, but neither of them minded as they were both at home beneath the stars. Still though, it concerns them that Monkey left like that, but it's also clear as day to them that he needs time to be alone. So they give him time to himself and wait for his return.
They waited for nearly two hours before their stomach twisted itself into a knot and a frown on their lips. Rolled up sleeves, sticky hands stained with fruits and nuts, and a completed batch of zongzi for the intended goal later on. And yet, Monkey hasn't arrived back with a better mood or a smile; instead Wander stands alone with knitted brows, hastily grabbing everything and marching back to camp. Normally he's back in ten minutes, thirty at most, but it's rare, too rare, that he's gone for this long.
Wander pays no mind when people move to the other side of the road or the whispered stares as they briskly walk past. Walk past the village’ outskirt and into the trees, close to the river, but just a little over at the edge of its rocky banks, and finally next to a fallen tree is where camp was set up. Their eyes wide at the sight of the only bedroll thrown half-hazardly over the ashy firepit and supplies scattered everywhere with Monkey's back towards them.
“Monkey!” everything falling from their hands, their vision blur, and the sudden burning friction on their knees as they rush to his side. Ignoring the mess, the potential culprit, the future clean up, the only thing that concerns them was their beloved friend. Their hands on him as fingers touch and feel for anything out of place, his body slumps into Wander's body before he climbs into their lap.
“Wander” his voice quiet and soft, small hands clasp tightly against their robes as Monkey buries his face and body into their chest. “I…I miss'em, I miss my family…” His body shakes and his tail curls in. The reason for his departure earlier. “I miss them so much and yet I can't remember what they sound like or their faces. It's been fifteen years and I'm scare Wander, I'm scared I'm going to die alone!”
Arms, arms bigger and stronger than his encase him, a hand nudges him to the sound of a beating heart and the other gently grooming him as he sobs. He feels his friend, his sole companion in his lonely journey, press their lips on the crown of his head, and in a warm whisper: “You have me.”
His arms, his gangly and hairy arms clasp behind their back, embracing them tightly and takes a deep breath. Taking in the comforting scent, their scent, a scent that reminisce of home and happy times. “Thank you, my beloved friend. Thank you.”
#sun wukong#journey to the west#jttw#xiyouji#OC Wander#fluffy#angst with comfort#monkey king#one short#dragon boat festival#dont ask me how many sources i had before writing this#For my friend Pardal#Cant believe i forgot to drop this for your birthday!!! Forgive me!#no beta we die like Macaque#if you like the story and my previous ones then feel free to send me an ask or prompts!
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Hey! I just wanted to say, I'm so excited to be able to buy your art book! I've owned a number of your prints for years and I absolutely love them (they sit on the wall behind me and occasionally people ask what they are during work calls) and I can't wait to be able to hold all of them!
Thank you, this means a ton to me <3 Gotta be honest, I have a swirling mass of both nervousity and absolute excitement inside my ribcage but I know that I am so proud of my work. I'm so glad with what I made and I honestly can't wait to hold it in my hands and show it off, and see others enjoy it too lol.
#a lot of my friends got to beta read this and help me with error fixing and ngl#hearing stuff like 'if I hadn't seen you draw this for the last years I wouldn't believe a single person made this on their own'#is INTENSE#ask#anonymous
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