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kwritingbooks · 3 years ago

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co-written by me & @shroombloomm

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Harry soon realizes that actions have consequences and he’s got a lot of cleaning up to do…

AU: star-being!harry x astronomy-student!aurora

AURORA'S POV

It had been three days since I last saw Harry; his face bruised into purples and blues like a peach. These last few days I had done nothing but worry about him. Things had been getting a little worse as time went by. It was like riding a rollercoaster where you had that nervous feeling of the climb, and when they held you at the top before you dropped, you could feel your heart pick up with the uneasiness of the unknown. When was the rollercoaster going to drop?

That was where we stood. At the top of a rollercoaster with our hands clutching the bar tightly, while our rapid breaths prayed for an easy fall. You take chances when you're on a rollercoaster. Either the ride goes the way you want it to, or there is a loose screw in the trail that sets everything sideways.

The worst part about being on a rollercoaster is that once you're on it and it starts moving, there's no way for you to get off. Once you're on, you can't get off until the end.

It was anxiety inducing. I feared the unknown, and right now, I didn't know if Harry had even made it home safely. Although, I truly wouldn't blame him if he decided to stay home and run from the shit show. But, I didn't think he would do that, because although he was fragile like said peach, he was also strong minded. He was possibly the smartest–thing? Human? I had ever come across. Whatever he was.

He constantly fed my mind, telling me stories of his homeland, or the Greeks that he grew up with. Things that other people wouldn't lay with their back to the grass and talk about for hours. Harry had stories, and if asked, he would proudly tell it with a grin on his face.

Because that was just who he was

He was Harry.

"...And your dad said 'well I think that Aurora would like to visit the cave sometime,' and I kept telling him that you aren't into crystals like you used to be, but he refuses to listen to anything–"

"That's not true, I was listening, it's just that I didn't believe you." My dad said through the phone. His voice sounded farther in the distance, but that never stopped him from eavesdropping.

I shook myself out of my thoughts, coming back to the realization that I was on FaceTime with my parents. I hadn't talked to them in so long; it had been a month since I had actually had time to video chat with them. Typically it was once a week, but with school just starting again, it was hard to keep up with it.

So, we just texted a lot.

"Oh, yeah." I chuckled, shaking my head at them both. "I mean, mom is right, dad. I'm not into crystals like I used to be. If I were, I would be going to school for geology and not science and astronomy."

"Told you!" Mom laughed out, pointing her finger over towards my dad. Sometimes I hated FaceTiming her because she always held the phone no more than six inches away from her face. I could basically see the boogers up her nose with the angle she kept the phone at, and her breathing always blew through the speakers.

"Alright, whatever. Sorry if I got it wrong, it's not like our little girl just moved thousands of miles away from Alaska to go to a school in fucking Canada." My dad chuckled out.

"Don't remind me." My mom pouted, looking down into the camera as she sighed. "I miss you so much. I really wish you were here right now. How long has it been since we've seen you? I mean, I can't keep living apart from you like this."

"Mom, you're being so dramatic. I literally just came home for your birthday earlier this year. Plus, I'll be coming up for the holidays in a couple months. Thanksgiving is inching closer and closer too, you know?" I was scurrying around the kitchen, the phone propped up against the wall of the counter as I prepared my dinner for the night. This time I hopefully wasn't going to burn it to pieces.

"Speaking of the holidays." My mom purred as she stared timidly into the camera. "Is there anybody you are bringing with you this year?"

"Uhhh." I paused, pursing my lips as I pondered. "No, I think Nina is going to spend it with Ryan's family this year. So, Nina won't be coming this time."

"I'm not talking about Nina!" My mom whined out, shaking the phone in her hand as she sighed. "I'm asking if you've met anybody yet. You know, one day I would like to have grand-babies. I can't wait forever."

"Jesus Christ, mom!" I almost choked, placing my hand onto my throat as I looked down into the phone. I stared at her in confusion with a hint of annoyance. "I haven't met anybody. No, it's just going to be me coming up there. Jesus–"

"You have been in Yellowstone for almost two years now and you're telling me that you haven't met one guy that you like? I find that hard to believe–" She stopped herself, tapping her fingers onto her chin before parting her lips to speak. "A girl? A person? Anybody of that sorts?"

"I'm not dating." I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest. "If I was dating I would tell you, but I'm not. I'm solely making new friends. That's it."

"And the names of such new friends would be...?" Mom pressed into the camera, blinking her eyes at me.

"His name is–"

"So it is a boy!" My dad boomed through the speakers of my phone. Less than a second later, he was taking the phone from my mom. Only the corner of one eye was showing as he stared down at my face on the phone.

"Dad!" I laughed out, placing my hand against my mouth. The way that older people used phones had always cracked me up. It was just the fact he couldn't pull the phone further away from his face so I could see him. I was stuck staring at his singular eyeball.

"You let him know that your dad was a war veteran."

"Honey, you were not a war veteran!"

"He doesn't have to know that!"

"Oh. My. God." I ran a heavy hand over my face, a laugh escaping my throat. "You both are absolutely ridiculous. Seriously? Harry's just a friend. We haven't even done anything either. Plus, I don't–like him like that." My voice faded as I pinched my brows together in thought. I had never said it out loud like that before. It left a sour taste in my mouth when I said it.

Was it a lie? Was that why it felt that hard to say aloud? I wouldn't think I would lie about something so trivial, so I wasn't all that sure.

"You know, I had a friend from high school named Harry, and he ended up getting three girls pregnant." My dad said through the phone. His voice was stern, yet full of concern as he tried to somewhat preach to me.

"So does that mean I'll get grandkids then?" My mom said excitedly through the phone. I heard her clapping her hands with joy, which only pressed me to become a little annoyed with where this conversation was going.

"Okay, we are done with this conver–" A sudden noise came from the back door, making me jump a little when I heard Astro's paws click against the hardwood floors. I gulped, standing still for a moment as I tried to hear it, but it was hard over my parents fighting about who I was seeing and if I was willing to ever give them grandkids.

Which, I was not.

I took a step towards the living room, immediately hearing Astro starting to growl. Her feet were tapping against the floors, meaning she was anxious. I knew that. She never stayed still when she was nervous.

I turned back to grab my phone from the counter, swallowing nervously as I looked down into the camera. "Hey, let me call you guys back." I said softly with a reassuring smile, as to not alert them. I didn't want them to ever think something was wrong. It was hard enough having a daughter in another country than them.

"Okay, baby, love you! Call us later! Tell Nina and her parents I said hey too." My mom called through the phone. She crooked the phone away more so I could see both of them.

"Okay, I will–love you too. Bye." I rushed out, ending the call with a slight tap of my finger.

I kept my phone wrapped tightly in my palm as I patted my leg for Astro to meet beside me. She gave me a side glance, but then quickly looked back at the door. I furrowed my brows deep when she continued to stand firmly in her chosen place. Another bang on the door jolted my body and an uncomfortable feeling in my chest began to settle.

The only person I would have thought to be at my door unexpectedly would have been Nina or Harry, and neither of them were that aggressive with their door knocks. Usually I would have gotten a text or some kind of warning of their arrival anyway.

I peered down at my phone, checking any notifications I may have missed from either of them, but there was nothing. I chewed my lip, feeling the dry skin under my teeth as I gnawed at it nervously.

I figured I should text Harry, just to be sure. He was always a little weird about normal human interactions, maybe he didn't know he was being so aggressive.

I clicked my phone open, my fingers tapping away before sending the text.

"Hey, are you at my door?" I ran my eyes along the text, waiting for a text back that never came.

I shooed Astro further away from the door as I walked closer. The sternness in my demand must have resonated slightly with her because she finally budged. She still lingered close behind, but it made me feel better with her presence somewhere nearby.

Another bang, but louder, sounded. I couldn't tell if I was hearing things, but I could've sworn I heard the wood crack harder behind each hit.

I stood frozen, knowing it was probably in my best interest to not open that door. I had no idea what else to do.

Should I hide?

No, I needed a weapon.

I quickly scanned my eyes to the kitchen that was just to my right. Astro continued to growl as I darted past, quickly opening one of the drawers. I had never protected myself with a kitchen knife before, but there was a first for everything.

Without a chance to think of anything else, all of a sudden, the front door swung open. Bits of wood exploded past me, causing Astro to bark. With one swift motion, I tucked the knife in my waistband and inched into the entrance's walkway.

"Well would you look at who it is. The Aurora, hm?" A deep voice bellowed from the frame, exposing an unfamiliar figure in front of me. I heard snarls come from where Astro stood and she quickly leapt forward, only for this man to raise a finger and cease her movements entirely. She dropped mid-jump onto the floor and it made my heart sink immediately.

"And apparently Aurora's creature." The man said arrogantly with a snicker.

I gasped in horror, moving quickly to her side. Her chest still rose and fell, sending a small wave of relief through my body. I brushed along her fur, looking up at him in disgust.

"Who are you? What did you do to her!" I bit at him.

He didn't respond, only stepped forward with his arms crossed to his chest.

"Fuck you! I'm calling the police!" I exclaimed, averting my attention now towards the cellphone in my hand. Just as I was typing the last digit I needed, it shattered into a million pieces. My head shot up immediately to his, baffled by what just happened. A small stream of yellow smoke drifted from his fingers that had caused Astro's fall.

"I would strongly advise you to stop acting foolish. I can make your creature's heart shatter just like the device in your hand." He stepped closer with each word, an invisible cloud of darkness wrapped around him. It was as if I could feel the energy that he brought into my home, completely consuming me whole.

"What do you want? Who are you?" I quickly rushed out, backing away as he grew closer towards me. I felt the hardness of the counter island hit against my back, no longer allowing me any more distance as he bridged the gap between us. My heart hammered dramatically against my chest as my hand subtly felt against my back as to make sure the knife was still tucked where it originally was. My fingers traced along the material until I found the handle, gripping it tightly.

"Who am I? Who are you?" He bellowed angrily. "Because whoever you are, you have created quite the mess, haven't you?"

My eyebrows twisted in confusion and I tightened my grip on the knife, ready to swing it out at a moment's notice. I couldn't be too quick though, I had to make sure it was the perfect moment. My life depended on it.

"What are you talking about? I haven't done anything!" I yelled out, tears brimming along the bottoms of my eyes. My body was trembling and I couldn't help but keep glancing back at my beloved dog to make sure she was still breathing. Everything this mysterious man said seemed like a threat, but a threat he was absolutely willing to stand by.

His laugh sounded so evil as it reviberated against the walls, hitting me across the face as it echoed back.

"My brother! The light guardian commander!" He bellowed so loudly that the ground beneath me shook. It felt like an earthquake, ready to swallow me down into the Earth's floor with his anger.

"He killed my brother to try and protect you! And now that he's killed who I was in charge of protecting, I'm going to pay back the effort." His lips curled in such an evil twist, causing me to cower at the sight.

His hand fell stiffly to his side, a similar cloud of smoke swirling around his fingertips. He peered up at me through his eyebrows, inching closer and closer to me. It felt like all the air was being forcefully sucked out of my lungs, and I couldn't breathe.

I panicked.

"Stay back!" I yelled out, swinging the knife in front of me. I swayed it back and forth with a slight tremble to it as I nervously stood my ground.

Little flashes of light sparked in his hand's cloud of smoke as another wicked laugh came from the back of his throat.

"Nice try." He said lowly, swinging his free hand in one motion. The knife flew out of my hands as if being directed by his movement and I stood there, completely bare of any form of protection. I was cornered. I was stuck. I was helpless.

I didn't know it was possible, but his expression contorted in an even angrier look as he made quick strides to me. I had never been so close to someone so threatening and it made my knees weak. I could smell him, but it wasn't like any other scent I had ever smelled before. It smelled Earthy, but the fear in my body overshadowed all of my other senses.

I gulped hard as I glared up at him, the counter digging deeper and deeper into my back as I desperately tried to create distance between us. My eyes squeezed shut as I turned my face away from him as he leaned in more. I could feel his breaths against my cheeks as he huffed a breathy laugh.

His hand raised up, the ball of energy growing so bright that it became hard to look at so close to my face. "Any last words, dear Aurora?" He snarled.

I hated the arrogance in his tone. I hated the situation he had me in. And I hated the way he enjoyed how powerless I felt. If I was going to lose, I was going to lose with grace.

I turned my head back towards him, and against all odds, I did have something to say to him.

"Fuck you." I spat back at him, eyes harshly glaring into his.

His dark irises flashed and he looked stunned for the briefest of moments, not expecting me to argue against him. It only lasted enough time to blink before he pulled me up by his free hand, spinning me to the wall on the other side. My back cracked into the drywall, leaving an indention. I couldn't help but cough as small dust particles flew through the room upon impact. He held tightly against my throat, and I felt the oxygen dwindle from my body after each tight breath.

Through blurry vision, I watched his face contort in amusement as he watched me writhe around. Each second felt like hours as he continued to tighten his grip against my throat, and I hit against his hands to free me. No matter the amount of force I was able to put into it, it was nothing compared to the strength this man had.

My hearing started to fade out, as if I was stuck in a tunnel. The blurriness of my vision didn't help to add to this effect as I gasped for air, any air at all. Was this really how I was going to die? At the hands of whoever–or whatever– this guy was?

It was hard to think of anything that made sense. I couldn't say anything else, everything was constricted. It felt like sinking to the bottom of the ocean, clouding everything of me in the process. There was so much pressure welling up inside that I felt like I would combust right then and there. Nothing felt real anymore. I felt like a toy that was being manhandled. In a sense, that was exactly what was happening.

Then, all of a sudden, it stopped. The vastness of black consumed me, but I still heard the clouded noises in the background. I couldn't distinguish what exactly was happening, or what was even happening in the first place. All I knew, or what I gathered I knew, was that I wasn't dead. My body continued to feel weak, but I was beginning to regain feeling in my fingers as I felt along the tiled ground beneath me. Coughs broke out through my throat as the pain radiated from where his hand once laid. I rubbed my hand along my neck, wincing at the touch.

I glanced over to the side as my vision started to steadily go back normal enough to make out figures. Things were happening quickly in front of me near the entryway, but there were two of them. I rubbed at my eyes as I tried to focus more on what was going on.

"You think you can get away with killing my brother!" I heard through my slightly muffled ears. A crash afterwards made me wince as if I felt it against my own body that time. I wasn't sure who was the victim of that blow, but I unfortunately had a good guess who.

Harry.

The same fluffy haired boy that I knew all this time looked like a completely different person as he stood in the distance. He had been knocked down briefly, but shot back up as he flew his body towards the light guardian. Their bodies disappeared behind the wall, and I continued to hear more punches thrown. I desperately hoped that Harry was okay. I had to make sure for myself, though.

Although my legs felt like Jell-O still, I held on to the wall as leverage to get up. I gulped hard as the walls shook against the impact of someone being thrown into it. My hand rubbed against my throat, causing me to wince as I continued to grab on to different objects throughout the room to keep me steady.

The familiar silver object that had just previously flown from my hand caught my eye off to the side. As quickly as my body could manage in the state I was in, I ran to pick it up. I didn't have as much faith in it as I originally had, but it had to be better than nothing. I knew I wasn't going to be much help using my bare hands.

Bam. Crash.

My head shot up instantly, causing my heart to flutter with anxiety. It sounded like something broke. I wasn't worried about the material destruction of what was going on, though. I was only worried about who received the crash of the object that had now scattered the floor. I never pegged Harry for the type to be able to fight, so I would have been lying if I said I wasn't slightly worried.

My chest tightened as I neared closer, gripping the kitchenware so tight in my palm that it almost hurt. I had never killed anything, let alone a person, but I was willing to do whatever I needed to protect myself, Harry, and Astro all at once.

The living room was nearing, which was where the source of the noise was coming from. I heard various shouts bellow out, mixing in with each other. It was hard to distinguish what was being said anymore. The ringing in my ears had greatly subsided, but it hadn't gone completely normal yet. The rush of adrenaline couldn't have been helping either.

A body flew across the room, stopping me in my tracks. It happened so fast that I didn't even have a chance to look at who it was. It was a dark figure in dark clothes, which was what the intruder was wearing, but I wasn't sure what Harry had on.

But, the noises stopped. It was so silent, as if the world itself had stilled in its tracks. I was in the hallway, not allowing me anywhere to go to hide without making some type of noise. I gulped hard, bringing both of my hands in front of me to grip the knife.

I leaned my body against the opposite side of the wall, my armored hand leading the way as I slowly walked. I carefully continued, making sure not to step on any debris that was sprinkled along the floors from the fighting.

"You think you can get me that easily, Harry?" The man sputtered. I stopped edging forward as I attempted to squeeze myself closer into the wall. If I could have let the wall swallow me whole to hide, I would have.

"Killing me or anyone else isn't going to bring him back, Ulysses!" Harry shouted.

I twisted my head in the direction I heard Harry's voice. My heart fell to the ground the second I realized that he was the one that had been thrown. Anger bubbled up inside of me upon realization, like no anger that I had ever experienced before.

I felt like I had to do something, but I had no idea what. He sounded like he needed my help, but how?

Just as I was about to take another step forward to get a better look, I heard someone else's movements begin again.

Maybe if the guardian—Ulysses—would walk in just the right spot where I could get him...

For all he knew, I was still passed out in the kitchen. Maybe he even thought I was dead.

It surprised me when it was Harry who I saw walking past. He had a slight limp to his walk, and he was almost unrecognizable from the blood that had dropped down from his forehead. A black eye had even begun to form. It hurt my heart to see him in that condition.

It only made my anger fester, too. I just hoped the other guy was at least in worse shape.

"You kill me and there's going to be another war. My father will kill all of your men without a second thought. Is that what you want?" Harry yelled with irritation. He continued to inch closer in the other direction. I remained clueless where Ulysses was positioned as he was hidden from my view. I knew he had to be closer to where his voice was coming from.

"If that's what I have to do, then I'll kill you and your precious Aurora a million times over. You must learn not to meddle with things that do not pertain to you!" Ulysses shouted with vigor.

I couldn't help but feel guilty. This seemed to mostly stem from my doing, even though I had no control over it. I still was confused on why I was the subject for all of this. What did I have to do with any of it? What war were they talking about? And who was his dad to make that happen?

There were so many questions—way more than I initially had. So much did I prefer a day or two ago when I was blissfully unaware of everything.

Running.

I heard running, but not from Harry—to Harry. With a loud, bellowing yell, a flash of light began to form in Harry's direction. Almost instinctively, Harry formed a barrier of brightness in front of his body. All within a second, the shield became a ball of energy, shooting out with the intense, forward movement of his hands.

Multiple loud clashes sounded out, busting the entirety of the lightbulbs. They shattered simultaneously, causing fragments of glass to sprinkle down like rain. Harry disappeared from my view, sauntering in the other direction. I caught the briefest of glimpses of him reaching behind his back, but I didn't have to wander what it was for long, because I then heard a series of shots firing.

I dropped my knife from the trembles of my hand no longer able to maintain its earlier grip. Without another thought, I rushed through the hallway and into the living room. My eyes darted to the side as I gaped in horror at the destruction. Everything was unrecognizable.

My eyes were wide as I watched Harry stand over the body. His breathing was harsh, he was switching between heaving through his nose and his mouth. His hand ran over his bloodied mouth slowly as he looked down at the liquid on his shaky hands. I swallowed thickly, using one of my legs to kick myself towards the wall until I hit it with a loud thud. I watched as little specks of yellow dust started to rise from the body. My stomach started to turn as the body slowly dusted away like he wasn't just a solid form before this.

He was dead. I was sure of it.

Harry's dark eyes went from the body to me. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw me with my knees pressed against my chest tightly, and he did a double take. I suppose he had forgotten that I was even on the sidelines of this all.

"Aurora..." My name left his lips before they pressed together tightly, swiftly rushing towards me before dropping to his knees beside me. I felt his hand place onto my shoulder as he slowly pulled me towards him, but he suddenly stopped. He softly looked me over, his expression full of worry as he gazed at my damaged skin.

"Are you okay?" He rushed out, his voice hoarse. "I'm so sorry, Aurora. I'm so so sorry, are you okay?" Harry said as he hands hovered over my body carefully, his eyes scanning all around my skin to find any bruises or cuts.

I nodded, not saying a word. I was in shock. My head was in a dazed state, and my neck was throbbing from being choked to near death. I had almost died, so excuse me if I felt like I didn't know what to say.

Who would?

Harry parted his lips to say something, but quickly pressed them tightly together as he let out a huff.

"Yeah?" He croaked out, taking my hand into his as he scanned over me once more.

I sat there still with my legs pressed tightly to my chest. I watched the blood trickle down the side of his face. That Ulysses guy really got Harry really good. It even looked like it needed stitches.

"I'm so sorry." He repeated again.

Suddenly his arms wrapped tightly around my arms to hug me. I flinched, my eyes pinched shut for a moment, but when I had opened them I saw him pull from me at my hesitation. I blinked hard, batting away the tears that threatened to spill. I let my legs go flat to the ground as I let out a soft cry, shaking my head while I reached out to him.

He let out a gasp when I flung myself into his arms, but he immediately pulled me into his lap. My legs wrapped on either side of his legs as I squeezed around his neck. The heavy feeling in my chest had overflowed to the point where I couldn't hold back the sobs that had been spilling inside of me. Harry held me tightly to him, his nose buried deep into my neck as he took in my scent, and I took in his. Instead, I was inhaling my own tears. His neck was soaked with them as I cried into him. He rubbed my back with his fingertips slowly, humming to me as he rocked me back and forth.

"I–I'm so sorry, Aurora." He sniffled as he held onto me tightly. "I'm so sorry. I will never let them hurt you ever again. I'm here now." He reassured me, but even he was emotional. I heard him letting out small uneasy breaths and even a small choked cry.

We were both in a state of emotional distress.

I held onto him for some time, my sobs slowly dying down until there were no tears left to cry. When he noticed I had calmed down, I felt his hands slither under my thighs and grope them tightly before he steadied himself to his feet and stood up with a loud grunt. His fingers pressed into my arms and legs tightly as he walked us over to the couch and slowly sat us down.

"Wait what about all the noise? Won't the neighbors have heard? Do you think cops are on their way?" I rasped out nervously. I scanned my eyes over to the open doorframe where the door once stood. There was no way no one heard any of this going on.

Harry just smiled shyly. "No, I protected the walls as a sound barrier. Here—" He stopped for a moment as he stood taller, his fingers placed together in front of him. "I'll make them forget." And just like that, his fingers snapped.

I looked around the room, expecting to feel something shift in the atmosphere. But, there was nothing.

"I can make you forget if that would ease your worries, too, Aurora." His eyes gazed softly at where I sat, still on the floor.

I shook my head. "No, it's okay. I don't want to forget."

He smiled tenderly at me, relaxing his hands back to his sides.

The truth was, I did wish I could forget at the same time. Life would have probably been much easier that way. But, if this was going to be my new reality, then I needed to get used to it. I was sure this wouldn't be the first time something like this would happen. Hopefully it would have just as good as an outcome again though—maybe minus all the destruction done to my apartment.

There was a long silence. We hadn't talked in some time, and I now laid on the opposite of the couch while he sat nervously on the other side. His foot was tapping away on the floor while he picked at his nails. I felt bad for him, more than I had even felt bad for myself. We both almost died, yet here I was worrying about him more than I was myself.

I was glad he was okay, though.

My eyes scanned over to Astro that laid still on the ground. My heart started to clench as I let out a soft sniffle. I pushed myself up with my elbow as I looked over at Harry with bloodshot eyes.

"When is Astro going to wake up?" I croaked out. I was drained. Not only that, but I really didn't feel safe sleeping here if Astro wasn't going to be awake.

"What–oh." He immediately looked towards me, then glanced towards Astro. "Those spells only last some hours. She should be awake by tomorrow." He said softly, but confidently.

"Oh." I strained out. I pulled my knees to my chest once again as I stared down at Astro's sleeping body, and it hurt so badly that they did that to her. I knew she was just a dog, but she was my dog—like a kid to me. She was my child. What kind of monster could do that to her?

"He–he said you killed someone–his brother." I whispered out shakily, looking at him out of the corner of my eye before fixing my gaze back on Astro. "W-what happened?"

Harry flinched at the thought. He looked down into his lap as he continued to pick at his nails. He stayed silent for a few moments, before averting his eyes towards me.

"At the planetarium." He began, recalling the murder. "They are light guardians. What you saw, who that was... It was a light guardian. I–I had went to the planetarium and one was there. He tried to kill me, I–" He stopped himself, shaking his head carefully before letting out a shallow breath. "That was his brother, I suppose, but I didn't know. I didn't know he had a brother. All I knew was that it was either me or him–and I refused to die."

I felt uncomfortable with this whole situation, but what was I supposed to do? I didn't want to say Harry was a murderer because he wasn't. It was self-defense, right? Obviously Harry wouldn't be the first one to start a fight. I had to understand, though. I wanted to.

"So, it was self-defense?" I questioned without looking over at him.

"It was." He said shortly.

"What do they want with me?" I asked, blinking the tears away from my bottom lids. "He called me the Aurora. What is so special about me? What do I have to do with your life force? I don't understand anything, I–"

"Oh, Aurora." He frowned as he pulled himself closer to me. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, brushing a hand over my arm before turning my body towards him. "I've made a grave miscalculation. I–my father, he didn't really tell me much about the mission. I thought–I thought you had something to do with our life force, but no. I was terribly wrong."

"What?" I half scowled, peering closely at him. "Then what the fuck just happened? Why did they come after me?"

"Please don't be mad at me, Aurora." He breathed out, placing a hand onto his heart as he frowned. "It's the aurora lights. It's not you. Our life force is the aurora lights. Although, now that they know that you're important to me–I mean, that...you're my friend, they will never leave you alone. Now I must protect you, alongside the aurora lights."

I blushed at the comment, but ultimately I had rolled my eyes at him for the cheesy comment.

"Why are you not healing? Shouldn't you be healing?" I replied, swiftly changing the subject. I placed a hand onto his cut, the blood transferring onto my fingertips before I looked down at it with a frown. He should be healing. He was supernatural in a way, right? Why wasn't he able to heal himself?

"I fear that they have already started the attack on the lights." He said softly, slightly flinching at the touch. "Because of that, I can not heal like I used to. If I don't stop the light guardians soon, I will be too weak to fight. If I am too weak, then my people will die and so will you. Everyone–"

"What?" I hissed harshly. "What are you talking about? I thought they were just after your people?"

"I seem to be discovering more about this mission than I thought I would be." He said soft with a shake of his head. "We are but a small part of their plan. You see, not only are we protectors of the moon, but also the Earth. Without the moon, tides would fall, nights would be darker, and the lengths of days could alter within the blink of an eye. The light guardians hate that the Earth relies on us." He fiddled with his hands nervously, chewing on his lip as he got lost into his own thoughts.

"My mother—" He continued lightly. "When I was home, she told me about the light guardians and how for centuries they've had this vision for a perfect world. Where instead of people worshipping the moon, they worshipped the sun. Many people worship one or the other, not often both."

I blinked hard, trying to wrap my mind around all the information. It was a lot to take in all at once.

"But because of the war, we signed a treaty stating we were equals. That no longer we shall fight, instead we would work together. Father says they never expected it to last long, they were always the ones to start the wars. We want peace—as that is what we symbolize, but Helios didn't want peace. He wanted power. That is what he is after."

"So...?" I tilted my head. "What does that have to do with us?"

"It has everything to do with human kind. Helios watches over the Earth, watching the wars your kind create. The hurt. The betrayal. The lies—he has no faith in human kind, but I do—we do. We believe that there will be peace on Earth one day." Harry frowned, furrowing his brows. "He wants to destroy the world, to start over. Create a perfect world where people are so enamored by the sun that it creates peace on a new world."

"I didn't realize how deep this war between the sun and the moon runs..." I pinched my brows together, trying to wrap my head around everything. "My brain hurts."

"How do you think I feel?" He chuckled lightly. "Humanity is hanging on by a thread, and it's all on me now. This–this is my first mission. I had never been on a mission until now, and my father–" He inhaled sharply, fists clenched by his side as a pained look washed over his face. "My father has failed me. He sent me down here with barely any information and now he expects me to just–save the world?"

"You're not as hopeless as you think you are, Harry." I reassured him with a frown embedded in my cheeks. "Surely your father would understand if you told him, right? Like, with everything going on–I just don't think that a singular..." I paused to give him a once over in slight confusion. "...being, could do this on their own."

"I've told him." He mumbled, shaking his head to himself. "Trust me, I've told him. He gave me no answers. He acted as though I was the one that was wanting out of the mission–like I'm not capable–" He stopped himself mid sentence, waving his head in front of his face before leaning into the sunken couch. "Nevermind that. I don't want to talk about it."

"Harry..." I frowned. I really hadn't known how badly his father had ruined his self-esteem. Part of me was mad that his father could do such a thing. I was starting to realize that Harry did have self-esteem problems in some ways. I just wished he would talk to me about them instead of hiding them away. Eventually it was going to eat away at him.

Just like the night he cried.

"Aurora, really–"

"Harry, you can talk to me about anything. I don't want you to keep all of your problems bundled up. They will eventually make you feel like shit and then you'll get upset again." I said bluntly, scooting myself closer to him as I placed a hand onto his. "Promise me if you have anything eating at you, you would tell me?"

Harry's hand slightly flinched under my touch, but then eased. It was like he was nervous with the way I touched him. To be honest, I enjoyed giving him gentle touches. There was something about being able to reach out and feel him that made me feel more at ease.

"Okay." He said under his breath as his fingers slowly twirled around mine. The pads of his fingertips carefully felt up my skin, his lips parted as he did so before stopping the action all together. "I should go." He said softly, retracting his hand from mine.

"Oh..." I breathed out as he stood from the couch. The sudden feeling of dread washed over me as he started to collect his things. I didn't want him to go. I wanted him to stay. Regardless, I think, of the person–I just didn't want to be alone. I was scared, especially with Astro still being in the dazed, sleeping state she was in.

"Harry, wait!" I squeaked as I stood up quickly. He stopped right at the front door, his hands feeling over the chipped wood from where the break in happened. Harry looked back at me with tired eyes, his lips parted to say something.

But the words that left my mouth were a lot quicker.

"Stay here–I–" I gulped, pushing my hair out of my face as I felt my face start to heat up. "With me...Stay, please, I–I have a bed. You can, like, sleep in there with me..."

"A bed?" His cheeks began to heat up just as mine did. It confirmed to me that we were both a little nervous over the offering. "You want me to–sleep in a bed with you?"

"I can put a pillow between us." I rushed out, taking a step towards him. "I don't want to be here alone–not with Astro being asleep. I just–" I choked out, batting away the tears that had suddenly appeared. "I'm really scared."

"Aurora." He frowned as he made long strides towards me, a worried look washed over his face. "Please, do not worry. They will never hurt you again, I promise you this. I–I'll stay..." He whispered out, nodding his head slowly towards me. "Okay? I'll stay."

"Okay." I sniffled, wiping the few fallen tears that had escaped.

I turned on my heel, looking down at the mess that the fight had caused. I mentally told myself I would clean it up tomorrow, but I couldn't stand to be awake anymore. I was emotionally, physically, and mentally exhausted for the night. I had hoped that I could sleep it off, but I was afraid that the events may have made me more scared than before.

I shook off the feeling and led Harry into my room. I had never let anybody in my room. This was my safe space. Even having one night stands, they were always at someone else's house or on my couch. Never in my room. I felt a little scared having someone else in my room, but I trusted Harry. I wanted him to trust me too. I was putting an awful lot of faith into him by bringing him in here.

I flipped the light switch on, fairy lights immediately lighting up the room instead of the overhead light. I wasn't ever a fan of overhead lights. They were a headache. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harry take a step back at the sudden soft light that engulfed my room. I chuckled out, taking a step in before shuffling through my drawers to find Harry something to sleep in for the night.

Harry stood behind me, his arms crossed over his chest as he ran his eyes all along the room. Slowly. He was really taking in everything. I suppose I had decorated my room a lot more than I had decorated anything else in the entire house. My walls had paintings hanging on them. Some varied different artists, but all of them were consistent with nature. There was a light green tapestry on the wall that had a constellation map on it, and Harry stared contently at it as I continued to find pajamas for him.

"Your room..." He breathed out as he turned to my bedside table that had a cluster of amethyst sitting atop, along with a small journal for my thoughts and a bedside lamp. "It's beautiful."

"Thanks." I smiled to myself as I finally pulled out some pajamas for him. Closing the drawer with my hip, I walked over to him and outstretched my hand that held the clothes. "Here. You can sleep in these tonight."

"What's this?" He questioned, taking the soft fabric into his hands as looked down at them as if he had never seen sweatpants in this life.

"You sleep in these." I said with a chuckle. "Do you not?"

"I sleep..." He breathed out, looking back to the doorway as a rose color spread on his cheeks. "I did not realize you must sleep with clothes on."

"It's not a rule." I told him. "But since you are sleeping here, you have to. I don't want you naked in my bed!" I joked, nudging his arm with my elbow.

"Aurora!" He said in shock, a half chuckle leaving his lips as he stared down at me with furrowed brows. Almost in confusion. "I would–I would never do that–I...You–I–" He stuttered out through a smile as he clutched the clothes into his hand.

"Go get changed." I nudged him, rolling my eyes. It was a little fun to play with him like this. I felt bad because I knew he meant well, but watching him get flustered like that was mildly entertaining given the ordeal we had both been through.

He nodded, rolling his eyes back at me before he left the room and closed the door behind him. I took the opportunity to get changed into my own set while he was in the bathroom too. I usually just slept in shorts and a shirt, it was more comfortable that way.

After I had gotten dressed, I slid under the fluffy white blanket with ease. I could already feel my body start to relax as I sunk into the bed. It made the stress of the night slowly wisp away, but not as fast as I wanted it to. I was just glad that Harry had showed up when I had texted him. It was like he knew something was wrong.

Harry slowly stepped into the room again, his hair in a messy mop from the night. The sweatpants fit him perfectly. They hugged his tiny waist and the shirt I had given him was a bit baggy, but he looked comfortable.

"I've never worn these before." He breathed out, feeling the fabric of the pants once more. "They are so comfortable, Aurora. Thank you." He said softly.

"Great, glad to hear." I mumbled tiredly with a smile. "Come on, let's go to bed."

He stood there, staring over the bed slowly before fixating his eyes back on me. His fingers started to pick at his nails. It looked as though he was assessing how to even crawl into the covers with me.

"Just get in!" I chuckled.

"Right." He breathed out.

Harry started at the end of the bed, then crawled his way next to me, but left a great distance between the both of us. It was queen sized, which was enough for the two of us so I wasn't so much worried about space, but I still wanted him to be comfortable. He crossed his arms, pulling his knees to his chest as he faced towards the wall. He sat there, silently, his hands running along the sweatpants. I didn't realize he would have been this nervous to be in the same bed as me. Either that or he was still messed up about the fight earlier.

"I'm gonna turn the lights off so we can sleep." I told him. He just glanced out of the corner of his eye towards me and nodded his head once. "Harry, you can lay down, you know?" I frowned.

"Y-Yes, I know that." He breathed out, slowly shifting his body towards me before he eventually eased down under the blankets. "Goodnight, Aurora." He whispered out as he laid on his back, slowly fluttering his eyes closed.

I clicked the lights off, then eased down into the bed. It felt weird having someone in my bed with me, but I was glad that it was Harry and not some random frat guy from college. He made me feel safe. Even if I did have conflicting feelings about him killing those...beings from earlier.

"Goodnight, Harry." I whispered out.

Harry's breath was soft from beside me. I felt his legs rustle from underneath the covers, and his hands slowly fiddled with the blanket before falling to his sides. There was a swelling in my chest, my heart thumping along with it. Just having him lay next to me, alone, had my head spinning. I felt silly for being so nervous, but after tonight I thought that it was just me being riled up in general.

"Harry?" I breathed out softly. I was silent, as if if anybody heard us, we would get in trouble for staying up so late.

"Y-Yes?" He croaked, then gulping the saliva down.

I rolled my head to look towards him, and his facial features were blurred, but still the moonlight had shone on half of his face from the window. He rolled his head towards me, looking me over as he parted his lips. The green in his eyes were so bright, even in the darkness. His prominent features were still so vivid to see.

He really was beautiful.

I inhaled shakily as I let my hand drop to my side, grazing his hand carefully. He stilled, pulling the bottom of his lip into his mouth as my fingertips grazed his fingers carefully. I could hear my heart thumping in my chest, loudly. So loud that I thought even he could have heard it. My pinky twitched, my eyes starting to flutter closed. With each bat of my eye, I saw him gazing at me until my eyes finally sealed together. I wrapped my pinky around his loosely. He had no movement at first, but then after a few moments his pinky locked with mine at the same tension.

"Thank you." I mumbled tiredly.

NEXT UPDATE: 05/03/22

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gullivertravelstowonderland · 3 years ago

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I wrote a part two from Peter's POV! I wasn't sure if I was gonna continue with this au or not but I was inspired by @a-conspicuous-leaf's fanart and wanted to keep going! Once again the drabble will be under the cut for convenience :)

Part one from Harry's POV is here!

Side Effects

Harry knew that taking the OZ formula would have consequences. Of course, everything did when it came to his father's work; but it was a price he was willing to pay to get his revenge. But he doesn't know what he's doing, doesn't know how to work the machine and, unlike his father, he doesn't have a lab assistant there to save him when he messes it up. He tries to brush it all off as no big deal, but he starts to notice some... side effects. He tries not to worry, but then— well… then it all goes wrong.

Peter takes a moment to assess the situation he's gotten himself into as he braces himself for what's almost certainly going to be a painful experience.

He had gone to Oscorp following a police report of some sort of explosion, possibly a lab accident or terrorist attack. So far, so normal. Then, upon arriving at the scene, he heard the witnesses talking about a giant green monster. Again, not exactly out of his range of expertise, but definitely a bit more concerning.

What really bothered him was noticing that Harry Osborn, the CEO of Oscorp and his best friend since middle school, was nowhere to be seen. His heart hammered in his throat as he leapt into action, racing into the building before he even had a moment to think about what he was getting himself into. He had one goal in mind: save Harry.

Turns out, it's pretty hard to save your best friend from a giant green monster when they happen to be the giant green monster. It gets even harder when said best friend is pissed about the death of his dad, which he thinks you caused, and seemingly isn't even aware of his recent growth spurt.

Simply put, Peter Parker is not having a good day. He's on the ground, a few of his ribs are definitely broken, he almost died at the literal hands of his best friend, and he needs to find a way to get his giant friend out of Oscorp without anyone trying to kill him.

"Alright, we need to get you out of here without being seen by the police. I don't know how you'll handle getting shot in this state, and I don't particularly want to find out." He chuckles lightly to hide how serious the statement is before struggling to get to his feet, hissing in pain as he falls back against the wall.

Or, what he initially thought was a wall, before it started moving. That's a weird feeling.

"Peter, are you ok? Oh my God, what did I— can you stand?"

He barely has time to process what just happened when he's surrounded by flesh, Harry's hands wrapping around him and lifting him off the ground at a dizzying speed. He instinctively grabs the nearest object and sticks to it, holding onto Harry's thumb for dear life. Huh. Is this what it feels like when he does this to MJ?

"Harry! Harry I know you're trying to help but this is a lot right now and I need to—" He pauses, taking in a deep breath as he tries to steady himself against the constantly moving surface, taking far too long to realize how close he is to Harry's face. He freezes under the weight of the worried stare, his chest tightening in residual panic as his spider sense screams at him uselessly.

"Peter? Are you alright, what did I—" Harry's voice reverberates through his chest and he knows that there's nothing to be afraid of but his brain is in full panic mode and he can't bring himself to do anything but fall into the nearest object— which at this point is nothing but Harry— and try desperately to breathe through it. He tries to remember the last time he had a panic attack but his synapses aren't firing properly and he focuses all of his energy on trying not to pass out instead. "Hang on, there's a uh… a shipping garage, on the south side of the building. I can get out from there, ok?"

Oh. Oh no. That pause is not a good sign. Harry might be concussed, and if Harry's concussed, the last place Peter should be is in his hands.

"Harry, wait!" But Harry doesn't wait, because by the time Peter's said that he's already made up his mind, and Harry Osborn is nothing if not a stubborn ass. He got that from his father.

He stands up and immediately hits his head on the ceiling again, which puts yet another point in the 'concussion evidence' category, before stumbling vaguely in the direction of the loading dock. At that moment, Peter realizes he has two choices: either try desperately to convince his stubborn giant of a friend to stop, sit back down, and let him run a cognitive evaluation on him, or do everything in his power to minimize the damage when Harry inevitably loses his balance, runs into a wall, or passes out.

Then again, Peter isn't sure he could do much of anything at the moment. Between the adrenaline wearing off, making both the pain in his chest and the stress of the whole situation more apparent, the residual panic from being attacked by a literal giant, and the constant blaring of his spider-sense telling him that he's in immediate danger, it'd be a minor miracle for him to get through much more of this without going into sensory overload.

So he stays put, closing his eyes and digging his hands into the thick fabric of Harry's Goblin suit while trying to quell his rising anxiety at the ship-like motion and fumbling footsteps. Logically, the height and movement shouldn’t bother him, since he spends the better part of his time swinging from buildings, but the lack of control and the fact that the person carrying him could fall over at any moment has nullified any sense of security he may have otherwise felt. Disregarding that, he's currently sitting in the palm of his best friend's hands; logic isn't exactly in the cards right now, and Peter’s head spins and his stomach twists into knots at every little pause and turn as they traverse the blessedly open floor plan of Oscorp.

Eventually, Harry comes to a sudden stop, wobbling on his feet a bit before falling back against a wall and sliding to the ground with a disgruntled huff. Peter takes the moment of calm as his queue to look around and assess the situation. They’ve stopped at the end of a large hallway, though he supposes that’s a relative statement, as Harry is currently taking up a large portion of it from where he’s curled up against the wall. The reason for their delay is the next thing he notices: a set of double doors, leading through a small, enclosed room with nothing in it. Of course, Oscorp would have an airlock in the one place they need to get through.

Peter huffs in annoyance, flinching away when one of the hands that are supporting him suddenly moves to press against Harry’s temples. Fuck, right— he needs to check their injuries before they can even think of leaving.

“Har? Are you feeling alright?”

“Yeah, I just— I think I hit my head too hard. I’ll be fine.”

“Hang on, I need to check if you have a concussion, and I think I hurt my ribs when you landed on me earlier. Do you know if there are any first aid kits around here?”

It’s Harry’s turn to flinch when he mentions the fight, his elf-like ears flicking downwards in an action Peter would describe as endearing, if anyone were to ask.

“You don’t need to worry about me, I can take care of myself—” Harry looks away as Peter quirks an eyebrow at the blatantly false statement, changing the topic before he has a chance to interject. “I think there’s one on the other side of the security thing. I dunno how we’re gonna get me through there, but you can probably go grab it pretty easily. At least, if you can walk. You can still walk, right?”

Vibrant green eyes lock onto him in an instant, frantically trying to see through his suit to assess the injuries he’d caused. Peter can’t help but chuckle at the overbearing concern for his safety, as if he didn’t spend his free time getting beat up by supervillains or mechanically-enhanced bad guys.

“In case you’ve forgotten, I kinda get my ass kicked for a living these days. Trust me, it’s not the worst I’ve been through.” He shakes his head, reaching out to gently trace the curve of Harry's jaw, all the while forcing his nerves to the back of his mind. “I know how I’ll heal, it's you that I’m more concerned with. Whatever did this to you might help, maybe you’ll even heal faster than me, or it might make things worse. Either way, the best thing we can do for now is try to minimize the damage and let it heal on its own. Okay?”

He doesn’t move, just holds eye contact until Harry relents, letting out a sigh that ruffles his hair and releasing his hold on the small spider with a nod.

“Yeah, fine. Just go get the thing, I’ll just... Wait here.”

Peter smiles, giving Harry’s chin a playful pat before relaxing his fingers and letting himself slide gently off of the giant’s chest, clutching an arm to his injured torso before slipping down the curve of his lap. He throws one last concerned glance to his friend, disguising it with a wave as he pushes past the doorway and into the airlock. Once he knows he's out of Harry’s sight, he drops the act, falling back against the door and gritting his teeth in pain.

“Alright, Peter. Your best friend is a giant monster with a debatable amount of mental stability, and he just tried to kill you. Sounds like a pretty normal situation at this point, you can definitely handle this. Totally.” He sighs, running a hand across his face with a stifled groan. “God, when did this become my life?”

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qiqi-media · 3 years ago

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How I feel about Mal Bertha and her character PART 1

This is not a Mal bertha Biography and it is biased in the sense that I don’t like her at all. Read with caution.

Descendants 2 was actually the first movie of the trilogy that I had watched. My little sister was watching it and I happened to be passing by and sat to watch it with her when it caught my eye. 2017 me had a completely different opinion of Mal bertha than today not because I was younger but simply because D3 hadn’t come out yet and I hadn’t watched the first movie or even knew there was books. I can’t stand Mal bertha, not even the D1 version of her and that’s the one even Mal antis love. I didn’t like her in the first movie but it was more of a “I wouldn’t be friends with her.” I didn’t think that she was unforgiveable and that it was impossible to give her a second chance. She made her own bad choices but she expressed genuine regret for them and was only 16. Despite me, loathing Mal’s existence I related to her in sense that it’s scary wanting to change but you don’t know whether or not your actions have caused too much damage.

In D2 watching it as a stand alone I saw a girl wanting something other than the ‘happily ever after’ and deciding she would go for what would make her happy when she went back to isle. I was desperately hoping that after the ‘It’s going down’ scene that she would go back to the isle and not choose to stay somewhere she wanted to leave. But we know how that went and the ending left me bitter and sad not for her, but for Uma. She began to leave a bitter taste in my mouth when she broke up with Ben and came back and just expected him to get back together with her. I’m going to go around every version of her character.

PRE D1

She was a dick. That’s the simplest way I can put it. I don’t like even acknowledging pre d1 Mal because it leaves me with this very negative view of her character that I don’t think was necessary. I feel like this is a big fuck up, wanting to have Mal be her ‘evilest’ before coming to Auradon. I understand the reason why they wanted to show her growth and change throughout the series. But after looking at some real life scenarios with a similar Mal situation it made me look at it differently. Imagine this: someone who severely bullied you and harassed you and everyone around getting to go to a new place and get the best treatment there, then she’s congratulated with becoming queen of that land and not only that she then decides she’s going to be queen of the place she was bullying and harassing people at without ever properly apologizing. This happens in real life and these people get exposed which is why I don’t like it. It would be different if Mal actual grew throughout the series but it was real just her gaining more power and the scenery changing from Pre D1-D3. She also continued to make the same type of ‘mistakes’ with no actual direct consequences all she had to do was cry and they forgave her. She would be okay if it Descendants was a stand alone movie. But knowing the type of life she would get to live after all of this behavior puts me off from reading it. It would also be different if Mal lived a simple life in Auradon (Aka not trying to take control by dating the king and then stepping all over said king) She got more than what she deserved to have. In my opinion she did deserve the chance at all better life just like all the other kids who didn’t commit any crimes to be locked up. But in the eyes of people she victimized she wouldn’t deserve to be Queen become royalty, live in castles and get gifted with limos and bikes.

D1 is the version of Mal everyone generally likes however, like I stated before I didn’t like her even then. At the start we see someone who is clearly trying to please her mother so if her mother wants bad behavior she gives her that. Throughout the main plot she did things of her own accord that she can’t use her mom as an excuse for. There’s a couple different things but a lot of them had to do with Ben and I’m making a whole post on how Ben was treated like shit throughout the franchise so that will be addressed then and not in this post. However for a reference she drugged him with a spelled cookie into falling in love with her for the wand. He wasn’t even willing to eat the cookie at first but she guilt tripped him into eating it. We could brush this off as her doing whatever she needed to do to get to the crown but to me she took advantage of the situation by actually going on dates with him. He was already spelled and willing to listen to whatever she wanted so besides for her own personal interest why would she go on the dates? (Granted a 16 year old wanting to get cute and have a nice date with a nice boy is not a fault or wrong in any way the fault here is all of this was happening when Ben was not in his right state of mind until the spell washed off.) Her taking advantage of Jane’s insecurities was not cool either and I’m interested in what ways she would’ve tried to use Jane if it was easier to get to the wand through her. Since her main crime in my opinion was Ben and since he’ll have his own essay post I’ll focus on Audrey here.

Her disrespect to Audrey

It was unnecessary, she had no reason to have had Audrey’s name in her mouth as much as she did D1. It would make more sense for Mal to like Audrey’s sassy boldness to me not shit talk her every chance she got. At the start they had a small passive aggressive conversation that could’ve just been left at that because technically they burred the hatchet between the two families. It was a “hey I don’t fuck with you, you don’t fuck with me” type of a situation that could’ve grown civil. However, throughout the movie in comparison to Audrey who really just had a problem with Mal’s mother until she spelled ben then it became direct problems with each other. Mal was continuously talking shit about Audrey as if Audrey was the one who fucked with her family. This time her upbringing can be referenced, on the Isle she most likely was allowed to openly hate things and Audrey was most likely raised to at least pretend to be polite. But from the Audrey we’ve seen she clearly doesn’t care about holding her tongue she’s straightforward with how she feels and she didn’t have a problem with Mal she had a problem with her mother. The only time she talked about Mal directly was about the hair spells which she ended up being right about (Mal’s addictive reliance on magic in D2 and Jane at the end of D1). After completely ignoring Audrey’s feelings and literally stole her boyfriend (not even on the the you can’t steal a loyal man type of shit she literally stole him he wasn’t even allowed to consent to it.) She later in Audrey’s Diary multiple times tries to reason this with she never meant to directly hurt Audrey and that she didn’t really want Ben she just wanted the wand etc etc. The evidence doesn’t back this up Mal, you’ve made your disdain for Audrey clear and talked shit about her to Evie right after you spelled Ben the did I mention bs claiming “Chad will see her horrible personally” as if you knew her personally and that Chad didn’t grow up with her. Mal can say she didn’t mean to hurt Audrey but she clearly didn’t mind that she did.

I’m going to make a whole separate on Audrey and how I do think she gets a lot of slack because people can relate to her, but also how her treatment in comparison to Mal’s is unfair.

I did think she deserved a chance to show remorse for her behavior (spoiler: she didnt) Again, I like to look at things from the pov of other characters for things like this. If I was an Auradon kid who was friends with Mal and ended up finding out she was using me and plotting to take over and destroy the place I lived with/for her mother but changed her mind last minute. I would see her as forgivable I just wouldn’t want her around me. In other words I would expect her to start her own new life, not continue trying to live the one where she was plotting without even actually apologizing to people. AU: After descendants instead of continuing to date Ben she breaks it off and goes to an Art school frequently coming back to visit Auradon and after high school she goes on a quest (with the C4 of course) exploring all kinds of different kingdoms and countries because she was locked up on the isle her whole life. In the future she possibly returns to Auardon and even could get back together with Ben with a proper start.

The first Descendants Movie I ever saw so it holds a special place with me and I actually rooted for Mal the first time I watched it. I sat in to watch at the argument scene and knowing all of the plots now and after rewatching it my opinion has change greatly. We see a blonde and very stressed Mal who’s dealing with the pressures of becoming a royal in order to secure her place with Ben. I do feel bad for Mal when she was talking to Evie, she was trying to reach out to her friend about her situation and was basically told to stop talking about it. I understand Evie’s feelings of wanting to leave the past behind but I can also understand Mal feeling like she’s cornered and can’t even talk to her best friend. I can also understand her feelings of ending up overwhelmed with her decisions from going to somebody who did whatever whenever to becoming a royal with duties I get the pressure. If Mal decided that wasn’t the life she wanted to live and went back to the isle where she felt more comfortable I don’t see anything wrong with that. She wasn’t required to stay in Auradon if she felt like she was unhappy there. That says a little something about Auradon to me if somebody would rather live where they ate rotten food than live there. My sympathy for Mal stops there because everything else was a result of her own actions and things she brought onto herself.

1. The royal situation

Let’s get one thing clear nobody was forcing Mal to hand sign up for the prime and proper royal life. She did that herself.

Nobody told her that she had to dye her hair blonde and have a complete wardrobe change, she did.

Nobody said she even had to continue the terrible relationship she had with Ben and go straight into being a royal in order to basically become Ben’s wifey, she did.

She’s saying all of these people are expecting things of her when 6 months ago she was stealing candy from babies when she was the one who let people have these expectations. She decided to take up the role herself because that was what she wanted. Let’s be honest with how it happened Mal would not live in Auradon if she had to be a regular citizen she wanted to be in control of everybody and to have power because that how she always lived. However once she realized that nobody was just about to hand her this power just for being with Ben unlike with her Mom (getting to rule the isle just because she was her daughter and not because she actually worked her way up there) and that she actually had duties and work to fulfill if she wanted to be the boss. She let her pride get in the way by feeling she had to prove she could last with Ben and become an Auradon girl and ended up miserable and blaming Ben for something she decided to do herself.

She then had the responsibility to fulfill all of those duties and she was struggling unlike anybody else who would’ve had to abide by the “don’t use magic” quote on quote rule she decided to use Magic after claiming she’d give it up and was still a hot ass mess. She can’t even use the excuse that was to help her with her lady in training because she was using it to not be late to class and later to try and manipulate Ben. @ishiphumasohard made a good response on why it was unfair for Mal to use magic as her ‘right’ because at what point would it be unfair to other kids? While all the other kids have to show up on time to school Mal gets to use magic to turn back time instead of just being on time. If other kids studied all night for a test Mal can use a speed reading spell. If there was a cooking contest Mal can spell her way into a feast while the others would have to the actual labor. You get the point, because magic is not universally used by everyone in Auradon and it’s an unspoken rule that it’s not to be used then she should have followed this rule.

I will say the girl was stressed and was feeling alone, I already gave my sympathies for that.

The magic situation really hit the fan when she felt comfortable enough to spell the boyfriend who had already put enough trust in her to continue their relationship that started with her drugging him for her own benefit. Compared to her Ben did seem to be taking it easy but maybe like her, he didn’t want to show it. It seems Ben and Mal had a sort of pack to work hard together to become ‘the king and queen’ of Auradon they were supposed to be in it together. In my opinion it would make more sense for Ben to be hiding things from Mal than the other way around due to the nature of their shitty relationship. But that’s just not how it went down and after Mal tries to spell Ben into not finding her spellbook he gets RIGHTFULLY ANGRY. That entire scene was her fault, she could’ve explained herself and why she was using magic and that she was having a hard time but she once again decides to take advantage of Ben’s trust. Then proceeds to make sure she ends the fight with her being the victim. So much so that the entire fact that she spelled Ben was never brought up again.

Going back to the isle

She then decides to go back to the isle, if this was really her decision I wouldn’t mind it. There’s nothing wrong with her liking the isle better than Auradon if that’s where she felt at home. The problem was she was clearly emotional and let’s be honest, if she had called all of her friends together and actually broke up with Ben and told them this was her decision to go back to the isle before leaving they MIGHT (hard might) not have ran after her like they did. Not only that the duties that we were speaking of earlier, she didn’t formally pull out of anything which is why it irked me when she was so irritated that they came back for her.

Some people actually didn’t like her attitude as soon as she got back on the isle because she expected to run it. That wasn’t surprising to me honestly, because for her whole life that’s how it was, only person she was scared of was her mother. She quickly realized however now that her mom isn’t around and in lizard form nobody was scared of her. Most unrealistic part of D2 was how Mal didn’t get jumped as soon as people realized she got back. Like I said Isle Mal was a straight dickhead and had too many enemies to be walking around like she was.

Another point was when she got her hair dyed by dizzy, the shop wasn’t open, she saw this, ignored it and went in anyway. Not even because her and Dizzy were tight like that she just expected her to do what she wanted (get the pattern with Mal here?)

Skipping her scene with harry because it did nothing to the plot.

The rest of the C4 and Ben come to get Mal back as expected and she acts all surprised and angry. Ben apologizes to her and instead of apologizing for what she did and then explaining that she doesn’t want to go back to Auradon and be a lady of the court. She continues the narrative that Ben wanted her to change and that she’s not good for Auradon so she’s going to stay on the isle. What’s the difference between the two? The first one is her taking responsibility of her actions and deciding for herself that that’s not the life she wants. While the other is acknowledging none of the blame and deciding to run away not because that’s not what she really wants but because everyone will turn on her so she has to run first. It painted a narrative that nothing of this was her own doing while at the same time making it seem like she is doing the right thing by backing away which in hindsight probably was the better decision. Mal’s feelings weren’t the problem I understand them, she thinks she won’t be accepted as herself so she wants to leave before they can kick her out but that’s not what caused her to leave and she knows it. You got caught doing something shitty and instead of apologizing you ran away.

After Ben gets kidnapped she lectures the C4, again she does have some blame in this. With the way the fight ended it made it look like Ben was in the wrong so he was going to try and apologize regardless if they brought him or not. The rest of them came to keep him safe and as her gang members come back for her. Was this not something she considered after she calmed herself down? Ben honestly had no reason to be directly on the isle unprotected besides to sneak and apologize to you so are you really going to just blame the C4 for bringing him there and getting him captured?

Then when Uma, who has him captured plans a meeting she antagonizes her like that’s what is best for Ben at the time. Even in the mist of Ben being in danger she thought it was a good idea to try and piss off the person holding him captive. If you don’t remember what she did she called her shrimpy, insulted the smell of the restaurant and said she never thought of Uma while implying that Uma always had her on her mind for no reason. None of that was necessary to ask what Uma’s conditions were to give Ben back she just couldn’t help herself.

She didn’t care about Dizzy

Who had just performed a task for her and right after she paid her got robbed and had the place trashed just for Mal to say she’ll be alright. This should’ve been foreshadowing at the very least that she wasn’t ready to be making decisions for other people’s lives because besides her own and her friends she didn’t care for many especially those on the isle.

It’s going down

Even though it was in the song and not directly her words again antagonizing the person who has Ben held captive and threatening his life, insulting them is stupid. This entire scene is messy and they shouldn’t even had been able to win a fight against pirates outnumbered. When has Mal ever picked up a sword???

Car ride Back

She gets mad when Ben has sympathy/ shows understanding for Uma. She somehow realizes that it’s wrong Uma kidnapped him but was comfortable spelling him without a second thought. In my opinion she thought she had some type of ownership over Ben she could do what she wanted to him and if somebody else did it was wrong. (Even though this can be applied to what she did in D1, I’m only talking about D2 because most people agree she showed regret for her actions in D1) When he calls her out on her hypocrisy she goes mute and does that thing, of letting her mouth hang opened whenever she gets called out on her shit.

END OF PART 1

I was going to make this one long post but I’ve been putting this off long enough so here is part 1, no idea when part 2 will be up. I do hope to have the Ben posts up before that.

#anti mal #anti mal bertha #anti bal #anti ben and mal #ben florian #ben descendants #descendants #disney descendants #audrey descendants #princess audrey #Audrey Rose #evie descendants #ben deserves better #uma descendants

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katsidhe · 4 years ago

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your meta is one i either completely agree with or can understand where you're coming from, so i would love to hear your thoughts on the more flawed aspects of sam's personality, bc i feel like fandom always somewhat misunderstands them and/or makes up flaws for him to fit their narrative. loved the recent chapter of aware, arise btw!! <3

Thank you!

Mmm, Sam and flaws. yeah, this area is rife with pitfalls. The big problem here, which makes fandom interpretation so wildly variable and often off-base, is that there are a lot of things that the show, or Dean’s POV, would like to categorize as Sam’s fundamental flaws that simply... aren’t. The big examples are hubris, rage, and disloyalty.

But, I mean, since when does Sam have a rage problem? When he shoved John in s1? When he shot Jake, who actually, literally killed him? When he confesses in s5 that he is angry about the horrible circumstances of his life, the ways that he’s been manipulated and controlled and hurt both by people close to him and by powers beyond his control? Frankly, I would be more concerned if Sam weren’t angry, and in fact I get concerned about this very thing in s6+. Wrath is only a ~~flaw~~ if it’s consistently externalized in ways that hurt people. To say that there is a rage beast underneath Sam’s iron control, to hammer on this idea that this rage is oooh more scary because Sam’s generally in control of himself, rather disregards what actually makes anger issues... issues.

Hubris, and disloyalty, well--that’s Dean’s perspective for sure. It’s Dean, rather than Sam, who struggles with being too controlling, and with over-dictating the course of their lives. Sam’s actions in even s4 aren’t particularly based in an overwhelming hubris, but rather in a grim, goal-oriented tunnel vision. There’s a sense less of grandiosity, more of sick determination.

Okay, so what about actual flaws?

So, like, the thing with Sam and Dean is, well, they’re serial killers for a living. And there is a certain amount of hideous moral compromise that has to be wrapped up in that career, in knowing that you intentionally kill sapient beings all the time, and moreover that at least some of those beings are innocent, or at least don’t strictly deserve death. And all that’s without tallying up the collateral.

Dean overcomes this hurdle by identifying himself strongly with the righteousness of his motivations, deeply woven into his identity. His own subjective perspective is privileged above those he kills because he, personally, embodies and must always embody a hero. Consequently, his moral struggles are all about placing his own needs and his own (emotionally informed) perspective above that of other people, even, and in some cases especially, if it still causes him personal anguish. He kills Cyrus and narrowly avoids killing Jack not because he hates them, but because he places a higher premium on his conviction that they’re Destined For Evil than on any other potential for mitigating factors.

Sam does not engage with his personal subjectivity like that. When Sam does something morally objectionable, it tends to be because he’s doing the opposite, which is to totally outsource his moral conflict based on the extremity of the goal he is pursuing or based on his reluctance to trust his own judgment. Sam has the ability to write off harm to himself when he thinks it’s necessary, which, okay; but this also means he can and will write off harm to others too. Sam can rationalize and rationalize and rationalize.

It’s far easier for him to see the big picture than Dean, and thus easier for him to excuse wrongs on the basis of the greater good. Sam’s tolerance for both personal and collateral costs rise exponentially when he thinks there’s a clear end clause in sight--eg the Apocalypse in s4-5, the trials in s8, the Mark in s10, cooperation with the BMoL in s12, saving Mary in s13, even getting to Michael in s14. There’s a certain pragmatic ruthlessness in Sam that’s really, really visible when he’s soulless.

And sometimes it serves him well! It sometimes means that Sam finds it a lot easier than Dean to engage in the moral grays of sparing individuals on a case by case basis, because his identity is less wrapped up in black-and-white heroism. Though often, Sam’s moral triumphs come when he over-identifies with monsters, such that he’s able to inject and rely on his own subjectivity. And, look, Sam’s goals are, for not an insignificant portion of the show, to prevent the actual literal end of the world, which makes quite a lot of collateral relatively justifiable. But in the end, Sam’s world is just as insular and claustrophobic as Dean’s, with that same inevitably skewed sense of scale, in terms of putting his goals before other people. Sometimes, eg in s13, those goals shift from “prevent the end of the actual world” to “save my family” and that is something that it’s a lot less morally permissible to kill for.

This flaw is connected to another of Sam’s big problems: he’s altogether too willing to excuse, enable, and even participate in the patterns of harm that others, mostly Dean, engage in, especially in late seasons. Sam has developed a tendency to overcorrect against the involvement of his own perspective. Dean may have spearheaded the plan to trap and later kill Jack in 14.19-14.20, but Sam tricked him into the box, and that is a failing. Sam has adapted to survive, but he tends to externalize and project his own adaptations onto other people as well, even when they aren’t in his situation or don’t want to be: Jack, AU!Charlie, Gabriel, Kevin to some extent.

It’s a fascinating kind of thing, in which Sam’s tiny, tiny world is thrust against his tendency and even his need for big picture goals and idealizations. It leads to sometimes uncomfortable generalizations and moral justifications.

#sam and pragmatism #sam and forgiveness #sam and dean #14.19 #13.09 #i speaks #dean is typically too subjective #and sam is typically not subjective enough #Anonymous #sam and flaws

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timextoxhajima · 4 years ago

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Love Me A Little Less: Chapter 6 - Misogynist

LOVE ME A LITTLE LESS CHAPTER MASTERLIST

Member: (3rd person pov) arranged marriage au with Lee Juyeon

Genre: angsty wangsty

Taglist: @hyunjaethereal @sunwoowuvbot

“Don’t offend me.”

“No, I think the best course of action for HERA & ARTEMIS is that we not only branch out to collaborate with other companies, but also to make um… say, connections with non-profit organisations. Orphanages, charities, you name it. The publicity HERA & ARTEMIS will get after being recognised as a community-caring brand, a brand that cares no less than it’s maximum ability to about children, the elderly and the disabled.”

“Charitable. I like it,” The Resources CEO of The Board nods with a wine of champagne in his glass. even at her own wedding, all the bride can think of is work. All she cares about is how to make sure HERA & ARTEMIS is heard in the crowd of attendees to her wedding. “Anyway, a gorgeous wedding, I must say. What made you have it at home? I’d expect that your father and brother would have wanted it somewhere more… ravish, y’know, more extravagant.”

It takes some effort to hide her disgust at the thought that her father had a say over where she wanted to have her wedding.

“Of course not,” The service smile almost feels surgically implanted into her face, even Jang Won herself is put off. “Juyeon and I have already planned this right off the bat, have it at Hera’s Manor.”

“Why not at the Lee House? I thought the Lee’s would’ve preferred it there, you know, husband and all.”

Jang Won could’ve slapped the glass of champagne out of his grasp if she wanted to, then probably break the bowl off the stem and send it into his eye.

Misogynist.

“We—”

“The Lee House doesn’t have the facility and resources to hold a wedding now,” Juyeon comes round with a cup of whiskey, cheeks slightly pink from the alcohol as he rounds his arm around Jang Won, pulling her into his torso and even bothering to press a kiss into her temple. “It isn’t as presentable as you’d expect it to be. Hera’s Manor is well-kept and it looks like it’s prepped for a party every other day.”

Juyeon smiles politely, eyes drifting from the Resources CEO to Jang Won, and for a split second, Jang Won might just feel somewhat impressed he stood up for her. “You know what they say, if you need something done, a lady will do it fast and efficient.”

The Resources CEO provides the newly wedded couple an awkward smile, not really able to spit out a proper response to Juyeon’s rebuttal.

“Anyway, love, your brother’s asking for you in your office. Some administrative issues that cropped up,” Juyeon pulls away and turns his body, feet already pointing away from the Resources CEO. “If you’ll excuse us, Mr Teuk.”

Juyeon lowers his head as a sign of respect, though he probably doesn’t mean it. He gently tugs on Jang Won and leads her out of the courtyard.

“Please tell me there aren’t any actual administrative manners Younghoon wants to talk to me about,” Jang Won seethes as she walks up the yard stairs and into the main hall.

“‘Course not,” Juyeon subtly shakes his head. “He’s having the time of his life actually, getting acquainted with the other members of The Board. Have you always been the one helping him with Artemis?”

“In his defence, I don’t let him handle anything. It’s a subsidiary of HERA & ARTEMIS so I might as well take things into my own hands and worry about it on my own.”

“Well, maybe you should let him figure his hand out at things. He doesn’t legally own Artemis for nothing.”

Jang Won turns to shoot a look of distaste at Juyeon.

“What?” He frowns, forehead creasing. “I’m literally telling you to split your workload.”

“I don’t need to split my workload. I’m doing fine on my own and frankly, I’d rather he sit back and let me do most of it so that at least I know what the Hell’s going on with my companies without worrying about any secrets.”

Juyeon rubs the back of his neck and shoves his hands into his pockets. “In other words, you don’t trust your brother.”

“Please,” She walks off first, heading for her office where she usually seeks refuge amongst her bottles of whiskey and bourbon and documents. “Just because I love him for being my brother doesn’t mean I should trust him with my finances.”

“You’re literally born into a family of fortune. Even if he does mess up, you’d be able to recover from it. The consequences would mean absolutely nothing to you.”

Jang Won pushes the heavy doors of her office open, admiring the late-morning sun that’s spilling all over her chair and her desk.

“See, that’s where you’re wrong, pretty boy. I choose not to rely on whatever I have at birth because I always felt like whatever my dad had was just handed to him,” She reaches for the ice bucket and picks up a ball of ice, dropping it into the whiskey glass, then coats most of its surface with bourbon. “But God forsake my hard work, huh? I guess if hard work really did pay off then I wouldn’t be standing here, in a wedding-lunch dress, talking to my husband.”

Juyeon raises both brows and throws himself into one of the sofa seats, the clinking of the whiskey decanter echoing ever so slightly throughout the office. “Ever heard of a holiday? You should go on one.”

She scoffs with exaggeration, the gentle swishing of the alcohol meeting the ice and the glass gleaming like liquid honey under the sunlight. “Yes, because I’m just like you, the one who would run away from the responsibilities he was born into whenever he doesn’t want them.”

“I’m sorry,” Juyeon grimaces, standing up and allowing the silvers of his suit glimmer as he walks into where the sunlight kisses the floor. “Which toe did I step on? I just pulled you out of a situation you would’ve otherwise not wanted to be in.”

“Unfortunately for you, I didn’t need pulling out. I could’ve handled myself right there and then. It’s been like that for as long as I can remember - I don’t need myself a nanny to save me,” Cocking one of her brows, she gives a wry laugh before downing the shot of whiskey.

Juyeon is in disbelief in her ability to perceive gratitude - or rather, a lack thereof.

“Maybe your father came back to save HERA & ARTEMIS from your terrible people’s skills, ever thought of that?”

“Wrong again, pretty boy!” She peels the glass off her lips and stares at the lipstick mark. “I’m perfect with the people I wanna be perfect with to get what I want, and when they are of no use to me, I’m well aware I treat them less than average.”

“There it is,” He sneers, stopping right before her as she finishes the last bit of her whiskey. “So, you’re a hypocrite.”

A smirk draws across her lips. Jang Won almost slams the glass back down in the tray of other glasses and the whiskey decanter. “And I’m proud of it. There’s nothing you can do about it, Lee Juyeon. You agreed to play this game my way and now that we’re wearing matching rings. I’m afraid you’ll have to deal with it.”

Jang Won squares up and jabs a finger into his shoulder. But Juyeon catches her wrist and holds it in place, causing her to grunt and attempt to writhe her way out, but to no avail.

“Kim Jang Won, you listen to me and you listen well. Just because I agreed to play this game by your rules, doesn’t mean I’m your puppet. We both know who will be the more powerful one in May, so my advice?” By now, Juyeon’s nose is almost in her eye. He’s not even bothering to look at her.

“Don’t offend me.”

Jang Won finally snatches her wrist out of his hold when she feels his grip loosen. Huffing, she stomps past him, shoulder bumping into his arm for good measure as she leaves the office.

Younghoon just about catches his sister rolling her eyes so hard, she was this close to hurling a string of vulgarities at the wooden of her office door. “Hey, what were you doing in your office? People are looking for you!”

Without a word, her eyes are locked with his in frustration.

“What?” He frowns.

She thinks for a moment.

She can ruin him and destroy him by asking him to take Artemis for himself before the deal is due in June. Ask him why he was so useless and had his little sister do everything for him, never once really fighting to take ownership of a company legally his.

“Nothing,” The brush-off is sharp and distinct as she waves him off, turning to walk into the main hall. “Go get yourself more sponsors before June, will you? I’m not sure the same people would want to keep in touch with HERA & ARTEMIS after the separation and collaboration is made official.”

Juyeon returns home later that evening, still wearing the fourth outfit of the day. It was a blue suit with a black collar and details and all he wants to do is soak himself in his bath. Maybe he could go to sleep safe and sound, and he’d wake up single and free to do whatever he actually wants to do.

He walks down the entrance corridor, sick of all the staged portraits of him and his family hung on the walls. The main hall comes into sight, past the stairs on his right, where the television was still broadcasting bits and pieces of his wedding earlier. In the million-dollar couch sat his father, eyes and ears attentive to the screen.

“Was it so entertaining that you have to watch it again? I know you were there this afternoon.”

His father turns his head subtly. Juyeon pulls off his blazer and removes his watch, laying the heavy clothing over his forearm as he scans the broadcast.

“The Lee-Kim wedding saw nothing short of nothing but a perfect list of investors, sponsors, fellow colleagues and leaders of several enterprises...”

He turns to look at his father, obviously still somewhat hurt that he hadn’t been officially invited by his son - Mr Ro had sent out mandatory invites to family members.

“It was a gorgeous wedding.”

“Yeah, well...” Juyeon shrugs lifelessly, already turning around to head for the stairs. “I had no say in it. It was her wedding and I don’t care, so.”

“The Board is expecting you to go on a Honeymoon, you have that in place, right?”

Juyeon gives a dry chuckle, already on the first step of the stairs. “Yeah, we’re going to Guatemala.”

“Guatemala?” His father shifts his attention from the television and looks at Juyeon, halfway up the stairs. “You’re just finding a chance to go diving in Belize, aren’t you?”

His son doesn’t falter, only continuing taking each step towards the second level, in hopes that he wouldn’t have to listen to his father criticise the only thing Jang Won let him do. At least it was some kind of freedom.

“Juyeon-”

“Mom better not be in my room.”

The second floor corridor greets him with even more portraits of his family, most of the pictures of him when he was younger. He halts right outside his door when he notices light seeping out from beneath.

Sighing with exasperation, he lays his hand on the door handle, readying himself to listen to his mother ramble. But his attention drifts from the cream-painted mahogany to the low cabinet next to him, the blue shade of the stingray shining under the hallway lights.

There was a ceramic statue of a standing coral frame with the stingray within the arc, and on it engraved ‘Hawaii 2018′. He smiles, remembering only fond memories of seeing a huge stingray while diving. Sunwoo had been dragged out by him - one of those times when he fought with his parents and couldn’t stand being in the same house as them. He covered travel cost and hospitality fees, ensuring Sunwoo’s parents (whose family was also on the smaller arm of The Board’s administration) that he’d take care of them.

Juyeon got an earful from his parents when he came back. Young Jin Seol had been the one to tell his parents his whereabouts, solely because he had arranged for her to make sure it seemed like he was still doing his job at the office. So, of course, when his parents walked into office and she was doing his work for him, they had threatened to fire her.

But Juyeon knew he was indebted, and told his parents, “No Jin Seol, then you can forget about me taking over Apple-Korea.”

Sucking a deep breath, Juyeon shakes himself out of his mental trance, and pushes the door open.

The back of his mother seems so fragile on first sight, and he’s well aware she’s getting on in her years. For a split second, he feels emotional, possibly feeling some tinge of remorse at how horrible of a son he’s been.

Then he remembers that she’s had an abundance of spa treatments, country-club lunches with her fellow rich moms after a game of gold or tennis, and a bunch of other things she definitely didn’t need. He wish he could tell himself otherwise, that she had been born into this life and thus living anything else dissimilar to this would be tiring on her.

But he can’t.

“I’m surprised you bothered to come home,” She says without looking at him. Juyeon rests his blazer on the back of the single sofa seat that’s angled to face the one she’s sitting in. “I was wondering if I should send some pajamas over to Hera’s Manor.”

Juyeon sits in the crystal encrusted sofa seat, crossing his legs and eyeing his mother fiddle with the wedding band on her finger. It reminds him of his own.

“You realise you’re the one who bound me to the Kim family, don’t you? You’re the one who said okay to marrying Kim Jang Won, not me.”

“It was for your own good.”

“For mine or for our family?” Juyeon leans back in his seat and interlocks his fingers, placing them in his lap. “What else do you really need from the Lee family that you simply cannot take your eyes off? Their money? HERA & ARTEMIS? What?”

Only now does Juyeon notice the cup of tea on the small coffee table infront of them.

“A child,” She says, like it was the most casual thought one could have, before taking a sip of tea. Her son shuts his eyes then opens them with his eyebrows as far up his forehead as he can.

Providing a dry, tortured chuckle, Juyeon blinks multiple times, wishing that it was a condition with his hearing and not just something his mother had just spat out.

“A what?” Juyeon pulls apart his hands and leans forward, fists now clenched and pressed into the cushion he was sitting in.

“You heard me,” She places the tea cup down and refuses to look at him. “A child would mean inheritance. The Lee family will inherit the wealth of the Kims and it could possibly start a new system. It could rewrite The Board. We could become The Board.”

“What the-” He finally stands, barely choking out some kind of laughter filled with confusion and utter disbelief. “You want a child just to bond our families together and take over The fucking Board? My God, why are you so obsessed with The Board?”

“Because The Board is everything! No board, no us, no wealth and comfort like the kind we raised you in-”

“Does it look like I wanted it?!” Juyeon runs his hands through his hair, pulling his hair back and stretching his hairline.

“You ingrate-”

“So I am an ingrate. But I had no choice, I have no life of my own because guess who’s making my decisions for me? You! If I don’t even have the ability to make my own choices then how do I even qualify as an ingrate?!”

She’s silent, and very much staring at the words spewing out of her son’s mouth now. She huffs through her flared nostrils, picking up the saucer and the tea cup and standing. “I don’t know what kind of ideas Kim Jang Won has planted in your head but you are still part of the Lee family and-”

“For Gods’ sake, Jang Won has nothing to do with any of this! In fact, she can’t care less about what I’m doing, so long as it doesn’t change the course of this entire situation. If anything, she’s playing it safe; she’s playing it against her father, and not us,” The veins on Juyeon’s hands are about to rip through his skin when he cannot close his fist any more. “Her father literally climbed out the grave... and you took this chance to capitalise on that in order to make our family richer the moment you heard of The Board’s announcement regarding HERA & ARTEMIS’s ownership complications...”

Juyeon shakes his head subtly, realising that he was panting from the sheer force of anger and disgust rushing through him.

“And she’s younger than me. Lost her mother, lost her father, who only comes back to take what she built? You know, for a woman under The Board, I’d think you’d understand what she’s gone through. I thought... I thought you would’ve known how hard it is to be the successful one in the family but cannot pass down the family name... but everytime I think the world of you, and I think you’d act a little more like the woman I thought you are... you prove me wrong.”

Juyeon glares down at her, hands holding the teacup in the saucer with some kind of disapproving, disappointed look of fury in her eyes. Then he sighs heavily, hands rushing to pick up his blazer and storms out the room before she can.

“Leave Kim Jang Won alone, or else I’ll refuse Apple-Korea. By then, you can forget about all your stupid green bills and diamond rings.”

And with that, he slams the door shut.

Juyeon appears along the second floor hallway, visible from the first floor’s living hall, where his father was still watching the news of his wedding earlier on in the day. Of course, the door slamming would’ve caught his attention, so when his son rushes down the stairs while putting his blazer back on, the elder man removes himself off the couch.

“Juyeon! Where are you going?!”

“Don’t call me, and don’t even think of calling Hera’s Manor,” He opens the heavy front door with such determination, then slams it harder than he intends to. By the foot of the stairs leading down to the pick up point by the entrance, his two bodyguards are taken aback and flustered when Juyeon appears again.

“Uh, can I get Mr Bong around-”

The instruction through the guard’s earpiece is cut short and interrupted abruptly as Juyeon unplugs the earpiece from the transmitter.

“Mr Lee-”

Juyeon doesn’t hesitate to do the same with the other guard. By now, his father has gotten the front door open and yelling at him with disapproving scolds.

Rushing around the hood of the Porsche, Juyeon steps into the drivers’ seat - an unlikely sight, since he’s been chauffeured around most of the time.

“What in the world are you two doing? Stop him from leaving!”

The vehicle revs to life, and Juyeon fumbles under the passenger seat’s compartment box and every crook and cranny in the front of the car.

“Juyeon!”

He winds up the window on the driver’s side and locks the entire vehicle just as his father reaches the window. He tugs on the handle angrily, almost able to shake the entire car with his aggression.

“Juyeon, don’t you dare!”

Then, he finds it. A tracking device attached to all the cars his family owns.

Ripping it off the surface it was stuck into, he rolls down the window on the passenger’s side and hurls it out, straight into the arms of one of the bodyguards.

“Juyeon!”

He starts up the car and pulls it into drive, forcing his father to back off as he moves off.

#multifandomnet #juyeon fanfic #juyeon imagines #juyeon scenario #juyeon #lee juyeon #the boyz juyeon #tbz juyeon #the boyz fanfic #the boyz imagines #the boyz scenarios #tbz #the boyz #love me a little less

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taeyongdoyoung · 4 years ago

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summary: you are a mermaid and you save a handsome man from drowning but little do you know it’s not his first rodeo when dealing with mermaids. seonghwa, a former prince, is currently hongjoong’s first mate and boyfriend. hongjoong is the captain, the pirate king of the most savage crew across the seas. and you want nothing to do with them. not because they’re pirates, but because they’re humans…

ship: mermaid!reader x prince/pirate!seonghwa x pirate!hongjoong

genre: little mermaid!au, pirate!au, fantasy, romance, fluff, implied smut, angst

warnings: some swearing, a lot of making out, cliffhanger bc im evil

word count: 1.5k

chapter one ☠️ chapter two ☠️ chapter three ☠️ chapter four ☠️ chapter five ☠️chapter six ☠️ chapter seven ☠️ chapter eight ☠️ chapter nine ☠️ chapter ten ☠️ chapter twelve ☠️ chapter thirteen ☠️ spotify playlist

You kept marvelling at your new legs and kept running around the deck like an excited puppy despite Hongjoong's loud protests.

"You'll break my ship, dumbass," he joked.

You stuck out your tongue at him.

"Deal with it," you giggled.

And before you could react, he was coming towards you in a somewhat threatening manner.

"Sorry, sorry, I take it back!" you took a step back, admitting defeat.

Suddenly, Hongjoong grabbed you by the waist, swinging you in the air so that your legs couldn't touch the ground. You squealed in surprise and yet, couldn't help but feel warmth for him. Despite the past, he'd still come for you and your sister. He'd still tried his best to help you out and eventually, he'd accepted you into his little family. And for that, you would be forever grateful.

"Come on, put me down already," you chuckled, playfully hitting his chest.

"You'll stop running?" he tried to reason with you.

"Why do you mind it so much?" you pouted.

"It's distracting."

"Unless you have a better idea of what to do with my legs."

"I might have something in mind," Hongjoong smirked.

But apparently, he had no intention of putting you down despite your objections. Soon enough, he carried you into what you assumed was his shared room with Seonghwa. And landed you right in Seonghwa's lap much to your amusement.

"Hi," you mumbled awkwardly the second your eyes met Seonghwa's.

"Hey," your beloved answered.

"Splendid," Hongjoong mused. "Keep her occupied, will you? And don't let her sprint across the damn deck."

"Why? Where are you going?" Seonghwa asked.

"Does it matter? I can't get anything done around here," he sighed.

"Can't you stay here with us?" you suggested without thinking twice about it. "Whatever it is, I'm sure it can wait."

Hongjoong rolled his eyes.

"Fine. My productive day has been ruined already."

You stretched your hand out to grab Hongjoong's and pull him closer.

"Don't be such a buzzkill," Seonghwa teased his boyfriend.

"Or what?"

"Or...I'll have to teach you a lesson," Hwa warned.

"Ugh, you're both so annoying," Joong muttered under his breath.

"Care to repeat that?" Seonghwa whispered darkly.

Hongjoong shook his head. Wise man.

"That's what I thought."

You laughed and wrapped your arms around Hwa's neck.

"Don't give him such a hard time, love," you asked quietly. "Our captain has been doing so good lately, hasn't he?"

"Hm, I suppose you're right," Seonghwa agreed. "But I don't want to let him off the hook so easily. I mean, where's the fun in that?"

You and Seonghwa exchanged a meaningful look and immediately turned your attention to Hongjoong who looked vaguely uncomfortable, sitting next to you two.

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Hongjoong's POV

Okay, I was completely done for. These two were going to be my ruination. Even the deal with that demon suddenly seemed less intimidating than their intoxicating presence. The way Seonghwa carried himself with so much grace and how he was capable of commanding everyone so easily...The way Y/N was capable of turning her playful stare into a menacing one in less than a second...If I wasn't so turned on, I would probably be terrified. The most savage pirate king of the seas made weak by a former prince and a mermaid. It was almost comical.

Seonghwa murmured something in Y/N's ear. Something I couldn't quite hear. She grinned wickedly and oh, how badly I wished I hadn't come here and just let her run like a kid around the stupid old deck. But it was too late now so I had to face the consequences for my actions.

Y/N moved away from Seonghwa's lap and approached me slowly, sitting on my legs instead.

"W-what are you doing?" I inquired in shock.

"Does it matter?" she said, mirroring my words.

"You're the one who asked me to stay here," I reminded her dumbly.

"So what? You agreed, didn't you?"

"And I'm starting to regret that."

"Aw, really?" she replied in a slightly mocking tone. Then, Y/N began stroking my hair ever so gently.

Damnit, I probably wouldn't admit it out loud, but it felt quite nice.

"You like that?" she wanted to know cutely.

"Y-yeah," I couldn't help it. So much for my pride...

After that, she completely took me by surprise and kissed me. Not like before. She kissed my lips and I wasn't sure why it was happening but I was fairly certain I didn't want it to stop.

"Does this feel good?" Y/N asked eventually. I was literally gasping for air and she had the audacity to call it good. This was so much better. It was heavenly.

"Mhm," I managed, not capable of doing justice to the reality.

Somehow, I had almost forgotten that Seonghwa was right there! Observing us...I wondered what was going on inside his head. Was he enjoying this? I broke eye contact with Y/N to check his expression. He looked utterly transfixed by what he was seeing. And a small part of me was telling me that Seonghwa was probably the one to suggest this in the first place. What amazed me was Y/N agreeing to it.

"Oh, don't mind me, just keep going," Seonghwa, upon noticing my distraction, ordered us to continue. And honestly, I would be a fool to argue with him.

"Where were we?" I pretended to have forgotten.

"I believe I was kissing you and you were having a jolly good time," Y/N reminded me boldly.

"That's an understatement," my response was barely audible but she probably had superhearing or something, judging by the immediate smirk that graced her face.

☠️☠️☠️

Seonghwa's POV

I couldn't believe my luck and yet, I was utterly overjoyed by it. They were right here. The loves of my life. And they were kissing happily. It couldn't get any better than that, could it? They were so beautiful...I spent a couple more minutes marvelling at Hongjoong and Y/N making out at a slow pace before I intervened greedily. I pulled her into a passionate but quick kiss, then, my mouth found his, as well. And so, I kept switching positions in order to give them equal attention. I didn't want either of them to feel neglected for I believed myself perfectly capable of pleasing them both. My two loves. Finally together. It was too good to be true.

"Fuck, you're so gorgeous," I panted in-between the thousands of kisses and squeezes and touches.

"Which one of us?" Hongjoong wanted to know cheekily despite the fact that he probably suspected what my answer would be.

"Both of you, silly. Of course, it's both of you," I insisted.

"I think Cap will agree with me that you're the most gorgeous around here," Y/N teased, tracing a finger down my neck.

"For once, we're like-minded," Hongjoong backed her up.

"It's not a competition," I chuckled. "But thanks, I guess."

"We're only speaking the truth," she winked at me.

"Suck-up," I scolded her playfully.

"Hey, that's no way to speak to a lady!" Hongjoong reprimanded me as a joke.

"Since when are you her knight in shining armour?" I exclaimed.

"Since I tasted her lips."

"Boys, boys," Y/N interfered. "Less talking, more kissing. Please and thank you."

I shook my head in amusement, completely infatuated by her. And him.

"Who put you in charge, hm?" Hongjoong tickled her belly energetically.

She shrugged, trying to escape his fingers.

"Captain Y/N has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

"Little devil," he kept stroking her sides as Y/N cried out.

"Children, children," it was now my time to interrupt the conversation. "I believe we were previously occupied with a far more pleasant activity. Kiss me if I'm right but—"

Neither Y/N nor Hongjoong waited for a second invitation and they took turns melting their cute little lips into mine. It was almost too easy to keep them wrapped around my fingertips. Soon enough, all clothes disappeared somewhere, I didn't even care where, and the three of us found more than comfort in each other's arms...

🧜‍♀️🧜‍♀️🧜‍♀️

Reader's POV

A while later, you woke up from a much needed nap but there was still some time before the sunset, so you figured it wouldn't do harm to spend a couple more minutes lounging in the company of Seonghwa and—

"Where the hell is Hongjoong?" you voiced your concerns out loud. Seonghwa opened his eyes rightaway and looked around in confusion.

"Shit, no, no, it wasn't supposed to happen so early."

"Seonghwa, relax! What do you mean?" you asked. Seeing him so panicked was beginning to worry you even more...

"Let's check around the ship before we jump to conclusions," Seonghwa replied, trying to be rational.

"What conclusions? I don't understand what you're talking about," you mumbled in confusion, already putting on some clothes.

"He wouldn't just leave after what we did...He wouldn't," Seonghwa was not making much sense as the two of you were shouting Hongjoong's name, looking left and right for him, all across the ship. But to no avail. He was nowhere to be found. "I think that he took him."

"Who took him?" you were growing terrified.

"The demon."

To be continued…

#ateez #seonghwa #hongjoong #seongjoong #seonghwa x reader #hongjoong x reader #ateez fluff #ateez angst #pirate au #mermaid au #writing

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bisexualoftheblade-old · 4 years ago

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how many wips do you have? like what are they all, and not the number of wips in a fandom? what are all the names?

okay. fuck you. fuck you so much. fuck you.

i’m putting this under a read more cut no one else deserves to see this shit. a lot of these are requests, and for those i will just write out the request itself

Shadowhunters:

domestic polycule fluff with tem, jessa, and will because im not a coward

Supernatural

- hehe hoho i request destiel hehehe

- request 61/? cai cai cai cai i need you to rewrite the destiel scene but yk. GOOD. not like i'm in the know about the spn fandom or anything, it's been years for me. but DO IT

Bright Sessions

- caleb/adam grisha AU

- mark bryant vs. united states aka sue the AM

- caleb/adam college fluff

Umbrella Acaademy

- request 31/? i want a ben and klaus drabble please spare me some brotherly bickering

- AND SO BEGINS NIGHT 4 with request 13/? oooh oooh can i get a raymond and allison playlist??? i think their vibes together would SLAP

- hi there night 2 is technically morning 3 but who's counting not me anyway request 5/? can i get a ben moodboard? gotta rep my tua bb

Percy Jackson

- request 9/? can i get a percabeth moodboard or quote edit?? like god they're the og couple goals take me back to high school cai

- For the 100 follower things :D Jercy getting caught in the rain

- request 29/? a drabble about literally anything to do with pjo. i’ll be happy with anyone and anything i’m love these children

- *somersaults in like I’m a real fancy acrobat* hello ello ello may I request some camp half blood chaos possible involving *does a flip* ✨side characters✨ <3

Penumbra Podcast

- request 52/? drabble about the penumbra podcast. this is for ren bc ren likes it and i don't actually know anything about it. juno? i think? that's the one ren likes. write it for ren

- Tpp ghost hunting / buzzfeed unsolved au

- sad juno smut

- final resting place fic go brrrr

Marvel

- request 6/? i'm going to my roots y'all can i get a spider-man playlist? if not a playlist then i'd honestly be happy with literally anything involving spider-man

- request 15/? i'm going crazy this is recorded evidence of me actually losing it ANYWAY can i get a quote edit for something from iron man? literally anything that man says is gold so cai's choice :D he deserved better in endgame i'm still bitter

- request 42/? do another spidey thing that differs from the other spidey thing

- request 73/? you have Opinions. rant about infinity way and/or endgame. go.

- request 74/? quote edit for deadpool!!

- spideytorch relationship character study

- peter parker as a tired grad student monitoring the young avengers (send help)

Six of Crows

- okay listen i wasn't going to request anything bc i worry about you but also? if you want to/have the time hit me with a playlist for our girl nina zenik

- request 43/? fuckin give me the ending anya should have had. she is alive and with her new son and having a great time

- request 45/? inej moodboard?

- request 47/? will you make literally any meme of your choosing for six of crows?

- request 48/? write a drabble for kaz, my favorite bastard

- okay so i don't actually like nina or mattias that much but i still wanna hear about your thoughts (and also see if you'll change my mind)

- kaz brekker turning 18 fic. birthday party, everyone singing, whole shebang. i need it stat

- religious trauma fic aka i started shipping kaz/alina/inej and i can’t stop

- kaz trauma soup (he has D.I.D. and you can’t prove me wrong)

- my two redacted fics for @grishaversebigbang

- wesper fake dating

- six of crows bright sessions crossover: everyone gets therapy

TMA

- uhh... s1 gang having a nice time? melanie getting to have some Pride™️? some "fun" horror thing?

- request 7/? spare steph and jason bonding? please sir? spare some for a humble child such as myself?

- okay so this was meant for night 3 but i had midterm shit SO this is honorary night 3 let's DO THIS request 8/? i want a moodboard of extremely out of context magnus archives shit like i mean confuse the FUCK out of me i don't go here i know Nothing about it

- request 11/? OKAY so i need tim stoker meeting tim drake now i need my timmy to meet your tim plus i want to see character differences no i'm not trying to create a tim stoker in my head so i can read a's fic while NOT thinking of tim drake whaaaaaat you're crazy

- request 18(i think)/? i need a quote edit of every time within the first like. 15 eps of tam where jon is like “sounds fake but go off” thank u bb

- request 40/? i challenge you to write a tma drabble based only on the episodes i've heard. i'm currently halfway through episode 23

- Jon being lovingly bullied into taking a break. I'm aware this has been written a million times but it is one of my favorite things.

- spiral!sasha AU

- extinction martin go brrrrr

- high school era timsasha. they've both been friends for years, and everyone always asks when they will be a couple. they decide to fake date, to prove everyone wrong and show what a bad couple they would be. turns out that's a bit trickier than they thought

- after sasha comes back, tim is broken. he can't let go, scared that if he looks away for even a minute he'll lose her again. sasha suggests shibari as a way for him to give up control

- sasha pov mag 19 au, sacrificing herself to save the others, knows that if she gives herself up to the not!them it will let the others live

- this is the "tim finds a polaroid of sasha" trope

- early archives days,, long nights in research,,, clothes sharing,, somft. late nights and falling asleep at their desks warm and safe in the other's presence

- two parts: timsasha as kids, each picking a constellation that is "theirs". just soft kid antics. tim at sasha's grave glancing up to see their constellations

- continuing your job’s a joke (you’re broke)

DC Comics

- TIMSTEPH HADESTOWN AU,,,

- my redacted fic for @batfam-big-bang

- request for you to get a decent amount of sleep? serious answer, dickkori, SAL's Venus

- request 4/? timsteph morning after 👀 mayhaps?

- a concept: nonbinary stephanie brown

- teehee hi mom, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, but can i request damian angst for your accomplishments 100 followers?

- hi you can ignore my first request if you want, or you can ignore this one. but bls possibly write some bikini ra’s? -the bikini bitch

- request 27/? jay is asking through me for a jondami playlist but tbh i also want it so win win yk?

- "I don't know how to help you but I can help you find someone who does" with bruce and jason? im just craving bruce being a good day to jason for once

- “I am putting you in time out because you need to understand the consequences of your actions.” with steph and jason as dumbass disaster bi best friends pretty please?

- request 32/? timsteph patrol date!!!

- request 33/? timsteph *gala* date? mayhaps??

- request 37/? tim drake drabble but make it Edgy cai

- request 39/? drabble of a prank war between tim and damian

- joyfire cuddly fluff please? or like just any outlaw fluff if joyfire isnt your thing (feel free to add every member of the outlaws, dont feel like u gotta stick with jason, kori, roy i love them all)

- barbara and robin! jason fluff? bonding over books or something?

- request 62/? i need a drabble about the chaotic trio jason, tim, and steph i'm love them ty

- request 63/? batfam x mcu crossover. batfam meets ironfam. give me ALL the cliches. ALL OF THEM

- request 64/? young justice x young avengers - jay cuz idk SHIT about the young avengers

- request 66/? jondami moodboard pls and ty

- request 67/? timsteph moodboard!!!!!!

- request 69/? HEHEHE kinky 😏 i would v much like a timsteph drabble of the almost first time. does that make sense? like i don't want you to go all the way NSFW cuz i know that's against the rules and i'm a rule follower. but like they *almost* go all the way. this could be fade to black or some shit i don't care just make it a lil steamy and have Fun

- i request damian angst! all of it

- hmm... maybe i request? jondami?

- mayhaps,,,,some batfam,,,,,committing crimes? ily be gay do crime <3 - lu

- How about a ficlet with Steph and Cass?

Found Family Bingo Prompts

- no powers au

- tunnel

- first day

- join the club

- hurt/comfort

- experiment

- playing favorites

- hold on

- possession

- 10 o’clock

- singing

- road

- snitch

- curfew

- timer

- fantasy au

- zombie au

- dreams

- campfire

- are you okay

- movie night

- games

- scared

Miscellaneous

- a request: Write A Drabble, Coward

- is it too late to request a moodboard for me?

- request 20/? i’m going off book because i’m in a Chaotic Mood™️ can you just absolutely vibe check me like go off cai demolish me

- request 21/? i formally request that you pick a favorite cai. i don’t care what that favorite pertains to, just pick a favorite something

- request 23/? roast me

- request 24/? can i have a buzzfeed unsolved spoopy playlist but spoiler alert it’s not spoopy bc shane doesn’t believe does this make sense it has been a Day™️

- request 25/50 i want a jake and amy fic make it Soft cai i’m love them b99 is so good

- request 28/? i know nothing about the lord of the rings so make something that will confuse the shit out of me

- request 34/? malvie and jaylos moodboards 😈

- request 35/? a moodboard for the bbb mods!! perceive all of us!!!

- request 36/? moodboard for the tua mods too???? mayhaps??

- request 41/? doctor WHO? idk but i want a drabble of him and the one character i know from doctor who which is rose

- request 46/? make an alignment meme with our group, have fun!!!

- request 49/? i want you to kin assign me a character from every fandom you can/want to. go feral

- request 50!!!!/? this is a special request. the most special request. can you make a bastards tbh playlist? i want our vibes encapsulated. i want us in music form. i want to hear those songs and be like "that's me and cai" and smile.

- requests 51/? i know jack shit about good omens. explain it to me in the most confusing way possible. make me know less by the end than i know now

- request 53/? can you write a mel aesthetic? i'm Curious

- request 54/? give me a list of book recs cai i want some good book recs pls

- request 56/? edit a picture of US together too

- request 58/? oooh can i have a disney edit? like. hm. i just really love disney and i want anything to do with disney. like a quote or an aesthetic or an aesthetic edit i just want disney.

- request 59/? i would v much like a recipe for carbonara. i've never had it but it sounds fucking delicious

- request 60/? ooh hey can i get a makeup tutorial? i know you like makeup, i'm shit at doing makeup. teach me

- request 65/? i need the most emo playlist you can make that vibes with dear evan hansen thank you

- request 68/? i want a superwholock moodboard. this can be serious, with the actual fandoms in mind, or literally what the era felt like. the insanity. the horror.

- request 70/? ooh ooh ooh do you have a good bread recipe?? i wanna get that bread

- request 71/? i want a playlist with the vibes of summoning a demon. please don't ask questions. i don't have answers. and if i do, no i don't.

- For the requests, how about writing something based on a friend?

- request 75/? MMMM i want literally anything to do with natasha, pierre, and the great comet of 1812

- request 76/? i want some healthy recipes. help a girl out

- a feral bbb quote or two?

- you perceive my plant but now I dare thee to perceive mine own visage

- okay this is a two for one request. 1. you did the bee movie script so now we need a shrek two script edit 2. sleep please

- Pansexual mb for my lil queer soul?

- my (probably) final request is just for you to ramble about something, i don't really care what

- HI ILY CONGRATS AS WELL CAUSE IM LATE BUT CONGRATS. could i request a pirates of the caribbean (or just pirates) or whatever you what to do, free range.

- mood board for the beluga whales who got brought to the animal sanctuary in Iceland please?

- 100 follower request: Moodboard for my stuffed cow Oaky?

#cai's 200 #asks #mininacl

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inevitably-johnlocked · 5 years ago

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Hi :) I... really wanna read a fanfic or two but I can't find one I vibe with xD So... do you know one that's not too long (around 100k words maybe), has hurt and comfort, smut (am I allowed to ask about that?? Ahhhh) and a happy ending? Top!lock would be a bonus but it's not necessary. And if it's a nice AU (like... any kind but no crossovers pls), it would be perfect! :D By the way, I found your blog only a few hours ago and I already feel really comfy and Idk, kinda at home here ^-^

Hi Nonny!!!

Welcome to my corner of the Tumblrsphere!!! I’m so happy you’ve found me, LOL, because I love all my followers and friends! <3

First of all, I think it’s super cute that “not too long” to you is “around 100K” LOL LOL LOL!!! <3 That said, I’d argue all my fic recs are fabulous, LOL. But again, I’m stupidly proud of the wonderful lists I’ve accumulated, because it satisfies my organization kink LOL. And yes, you’re ALWAYS allowed to ask for smut here LOL.

ANYWAY, so I’m gonna use this ask as an excuse to post up a long-overdue part two to my 50 to 100K fic list! But first, here’s some past lists for the genres you’re looking for:

FIC MASTER PAGES: PG1 || PG 2 || PG 3

Toplock (Mar 2020)

Omegaverse

Please Check PG 3 for all my AU fic lists. There’s a lot :)

Hurt / Comfort Pt. 1: Under 5K Words

Hurt / Comfort Pt. 2: 5K to 10K Words

Fandom Favourites / Popular Fics

I hope those will get you started! So now, here’s the main event!! Hope you enjoy them!

50 - 100 K WORDS Pt. 2 (Novel Length)

See also:

Fics Under 2000 w.

Fics Under 2000 w. Pt. 2

Fics Under 2000 w. Pt. 3

E-Rated Johnlock for Newcomers Pt 1 (Short Fics under 20K)

Novella Length Fics: 25 to 50K (Aug. 2019)

Novel Length Fics: 50 to 100K (Nov. 2018)

Novel Length Fics: 100K+ w. (May 2019)

Long S3/Post-S3 Fics (20K+ w.) [Apr 2020]

Top 20 Fave 40K+ w. Fics (April 2017)

Smut-Free Fics Over 50K (Aug 2019)

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse by SilentAuror (E, 50,635 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S4/S4 Divergence, Case Fic, For a Case / Reverse Fake-Relationship, Conferences, Marriage Equality, Travelling / New York, Pride, Homophobia, Bottomlock, Marriage Proposal, John POV, Sexuality, Love Confessions, Emotional Love Making, Public Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Passionate Kissing, Needy/Clingy Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Touching / Hand Holding, Bed Sharing, Little Spoon Sherlock, Intense Orgasms) – John and Sherlock go to New York to attend a conference run by the National Defence of Traditional Marriage Coalition in order to investigate the potential bombing of the annual Manhattan Pride parade. As the conference unfolds, John finds himself repulsed by the toxic ideology being presented, which becomes relevent to his own unacknowledged issues and his friendship with Sherlock...

Repairing the Broken Things by BakerTumblings (M, 75,252 w., 15 Ch. || S4 Compliant, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Medical Trauma, Hospitals, Big Brother Mycroft, Misunderstandings, Realizations, Severe Accident, John Whump, Pneumonia, Medical Procedures, Bed Sharing, First Time, Healing, Happy Ending) – "I'm calling today to notify you that there's been an accident."

Points by lifeonmars (E, 53,791 w., 42 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || HLV Rewrite / Canon Divergence, Married Life, Pregnancy / Baby Watson, Drinking to Cope, Boxing / Fisticuffs, Clueless John, Angst, Minor Medical Drama, Tattoos, Christmas, First Kiss/Time, Eventual Happy Ending, Love Confessions, Doctor John, Sexuality Crisis, Slow Burn, Case Fic, Drugging, Blow/Hand Job, Emotional Love Making, Parenthood, Passage of Time) – What if His Last Vow never happened? This fic picks up a few months after John and Mary's wedding, in an alternate universe where Magnussen doesn't exist, but Mary is still pregnant. Life continues -- just in a different direction. And slowly, Sherlock and John find their way to each other.

Never Change a Running System by Lorelei_Lee (E, 54,246 w. || Pre-TRF, Romance, Humour, Drama, Sex Toys, Anal, Rimming, Masturbation, Frottage, Blow Jobs, Public Sex, First Kiss / Time, Virgin Sherlock / Loss of Virginity, Accidental Voyeurism, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Experiments, Naive Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Jealous Sherlock, Possessive Sherlock, Straight With an Exception John, Hand Jobs) – Sherlock discovers his sexuality – with far-reaching consequences for John.

A Hundred Crimson Sols by elldotsee (E, 55,536 w. || Astronauts AU || Mars Exploration / Space Travel, Slow Burn, Shy Sherlock, Scientist Sherlock / Biomed Engineer John, Alternating POV, Mutual Pining, UST, Angst with Happy Ending, Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Injuries, Suicidal Ideation, Zero-G Sex) – Will Holmes is a chemical researcher recognized widely for his contributions to the new Mars exploration program. Thanks to his ground-breaking developments, the IMMC (International Mars Mission Corporation) is one step closer to Martian colonization. Will and his team of scientists are headed out on the first of three manned missions before the first group of settlers arrive. Three days before launch, one of the crew has to be replaced. Will panics because...new people. The replacement is of course one John Watson, biomedical engineer and space hottie who was pretty sure he had retired from actual space exploration and was now content to work in the nice, quiet research lab. Can the crew survive this TOTALLY ROUTINE trip? Will they be able to endure each other for the looooooong trip in close quarters? Gonna be a wild ride... prepare for blast off. Part 1 of the SpaceBois go to Space series

The Thing Is by TSylvestris (E, 56,743 w. || Case Fic, Dev. Rel., Anal/Oral, Blow Jobs, Meddling Mycroft, Drama, Romance, Humour, Casual Encounters, Pining Idiots, Possessive Sherlock, Orgasm Delay, Rough / Alley Sex, Public Sex, John Whump, Drugged John, Emotional Love Making, Awkward Relationship, Marriage of Convenience, Switchlock) – The problem with living with Sherlock, John thought, was that you never, never, ever knew the significance of anything. Like your flatmate's nose buried in your hair. Whilst you're in bed. Part 1 of Nitroglycerine

One Little Change by jadztone (E, 58,312 w. || ASiB Divergence, Fake Relationship, Bed Sharing, Mutual Pining, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss / Time, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Bi John / Gay Demisexual Sherlock, Switchlock, Alternating POV, Jealousy, Misunderstandings, Case Fic, Angst with Happy Ending, Emotional Love Making, Butt Plugs, Cuddles) – Our story begins right after John and Sherlock's first meeting with Irene Adler in September. It splits off into an AU that imagines them taking a case where they act as bait to hook a killer targeting closeted gays in secret relationships. In the weeks leading up to Christmas, many things happen that have our boys wondering if maybe they have a chance with each other. Then Irene fakes her death on Christmas Eve, and things get a lot more complicated - especially since they still have a killer to catch.

floating through a dark blue sky by Lediona (M, 58,966 w. || Notting Hilll AU || POV John, Celebrity Sherlock, First Date / Time / Kiss, Past Drug Addiction, Angst with a Happy Ending) – Of course, I’d seen his films and always thought he was, well, brilliant -- but, you know, a million miles from the world I live in. Or, when John is the owner of a travel book shop and the famous Sherlock Holmes stops in one day.

The Burning by SrebrnaFH (M, 60,658 w. || Reverse Reichenbach, Suicide, Depression, Hurt Sherlock / John, Separation, BAMF John, Good Big Brother Mycroft, Angst, Implied/Referenced Torture, Fake Character Death, Rescue Mission, Reconciliation / Reunion, Hospitalization, Marriage Proposal, Illnesses, Physical Therapy, Happily Ever After) – Something went very, very wrong. John had seemed, if not happy, then reasonably content with his life. Sherlock had never predicted something like THIS might have happened. Not in his worst nightmares. He was the lousiest friend ever, apparently. At least Mycroft found him something to occupy his mind with, so that he didn't have to go back to 221B and stare at the walls and the chair, where John Watson would never sit again.

This Thing All Things Devours by cypress_tree (E, 63,844 w., 15 Ch. || In Time AU || Science Fiction, Dystopian Universe, First Meetings, Action / Adventure, Romance) – In 2169, time is money—literally. Humans are genetically engineered to stop aging at 25, when the numbers on their arm start counting down from one year. When that time is up, they die. The only way to get more time is to earn it, borrow it, or steal it.John Watson lives day-to-day in the crowded slums of Zone 13. He never imagined living any differently—until he meets the practically-immortal Sherlock, and helps him on a case to track a local time-thief...

The Bells of King's College by SilentAuror (E, 64,019 w., 5 Ch. || Post-S4, Missed Opportunities, Angst with Happy Ending, Fake Relationship, Case Fic, John POV, Jealous John, John in Denial, Travelling / Holidays, Virgin Sherlock, Wedding Proposals) – It's only been two weeks since Eurus Holmes disrupted their lives when Mycroft sends John and Sherlock to Cambridge to pose as an engaged couple at a wedding show in the hopes of solving six unsolved deaths...

Hell Sent, Heaven Bound by ConsultingHound (M, 64,381 w, 16 Ch. || Angels / Demons AU || Fallen Angel Sherlock / Angel Cop John, Alternate First Meeting, Slow Burn, Case Fic, John & Lestrade are Friends Before Sherlock, BAMF John, Mind Palace John, Friends to Lovers, John in Denial, Sherlock Picks Out John’s Clothing, Clubbing / Dancing, Mildly Jealous John, Awkwardness, Kidnapping, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Sacrifice, Worried / Anxious Sherlock, Angst with Happy Ending, Immortal to Mortal) – Ex-War healer and current angelic guard John Watson is not having the best day. He overslept, he’s underpaid, and now there’s someone tagging the Council’s building walls. However things may be about to get interesting: there’s an unusual stranger hanging around (the definition of tall, dark, and handsome), a literal underground cult is brewing, and rumblings are coming from hell. Can he keep his neighbourhood safe, how and why is he being connected to all this, and who the hell is Sherlock Holmes?

White Knight by DiscordantWords (M, 69,840 w., 13 Ch. || S4 Compliant/Post S4, Marriage For a Case, Jealous John, Pining John, Janine / Sherlock Fake Relationship, Serial Killers, Case Fic, Undercover as a Couple, Weddings, John is a Mess, Misunderstandings, Wedding Planning, Jealousy, Drunkenness, Love Confessions, Angst with Happy Ending) – Green. The word green was used to convey a great many things. Illness. Envy. Inexperience. Standing there amidst Janine's chattering bridesmaids, watching Sherlock furrow his brow and study fabric swatches, watching him smile and simper and flirt, John thought it a remarkably apt colour choice. Because he felt quite sick to his stomach, he feared the source of said sickness might very well be jealousy, and he had absolutely no idea at all what to do about it. Or: Sherlock needs to fake a relationship for a case. He doesn't ask John.

Being John Watson-ish by elwinglyre (E, 69,902 w., 17 Ch. || Bodysnatcher AU || Author John, Cranky Sherlock, Angst, Sexual Tension, First Kiss / Time, Falling in Love, BAMF John, Past Soldier John, Feelings, Inside Someone’s Brain, Shy Sherlock, Sherlock Loves John, POV Sherlock, Switchlock, Slow Burn, Internal Dialogue, Mental Turmoil) – When consulting detective Sherlock Holmes steps on one toe too many at a crime scene, he's consigned to a desk job in an archaic office on the seventh-and-a-half floor of the New Scotland Yard. It’s in this bleak office that Sherlock discovers a portal into the mind of renowned author John Watson. Grander than his mind palace, this new wonderland affords Sherlock new vistas of experimentation. To learn more about the mystery behind the portal, Sherlock seeks out and befriends Watson. But then it all goes wrong when others find the secret portal door—including the man whose brain he visits.

Just To Hold You Close by sussexbound (E, 70,841 w., 18 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting, Sherlock POV, ASD Sherlock, PTSD John, Demisexual Sherlock, Bisexual John, Cuddling/Snuggling, Platonic Cuddling, Enthusiastic Consent, Bed Sharing, Love Confessions, First Kiss/Time, Sexual Tension, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Cuddle Negotiations, For a Case Until It Isn’t, Hair Petting, Sexual Negotiation, Anxiety, Trust Issues, Slow Burn, Panic Attacks, Frottage, Hand/Blow Jobs, Referenced Self Harm / Abuse / Suicidal Ideation, First Kiss/Time, Anal) – When a woman is murdered and the last person to see her alive is recently invalided army vet turned reluctant (and prickly) professional cuddler, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes is pulled into a world of intimacy and intrigue he never could have imagined. John is a conundrum and mystery: frank yet reserved, tender yet angry, open yet afraid. Sherlock is instantly drawn into his orbit, and begins to feel and desire things he never has before.

The Vapor Variant by 88thParallel (M, 72,684 w., 18 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || 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.

Summit Fever by J_Baillier (M, 78,802 w., 18 Ch. || Mountain Climber AU || POV John, Angst, Tragedy, Suicidal Ideation, The Himalayas, Mountain Guide / Doctor John, Mount Climber Sherlock, Loneliness, Drama, Suspense, Slow Burn, Injured Sherlock / Sherlock Whump, Pining John) – After graduating from medical school, John Watson followed his heart to the Himalayas. Ten years later, he's a haunted cynic working for his ex-lover's trekking and mountaineering company. Will leading an expedition to Annapurna I—the most lethal of all the world's highest mountains—shake John out of his reverie, and who is the mystery client added to the group at the last minute?

The Monument of Memory by J_Baillier (M, 79,663 w., 14 Ch. || Post S4 Fix It Fic / S4 is Canon, Angst, Family Drama, Guilt, Case Fic, John Loves Sherlock, Complicated Feelings, Mentalism / Hypnosis, Murder, Grieving John, Sherlock is a Bit Not Good, Team Work, Trust Issues, BAMF John, Psychological Trauma, Protective John, Autistic-Spectrum Sherlock, Parentlock, John POV) – A genius traumatised by a past he's only beginning to recall. The psychopath sister that time forgot. A missing woman and a mentalist who may or may not be a murderer. And, in the middle of it all, stands John Watson.

Thermocline by J_Baillier (M, 83,557 w., 14 Ch. || Scuba Diving AU || Adventure, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Marine Archaeology, Asexual Sherlock, Horny John, Relationship Drama, Technical/Scuba/Wreck Diving, Slow Burn, Underwater / Medical Peril, Doctor John, Hurt Sherlock, Anxious Sherlock, John POV, Protective John, Body Appreciation) – John "Five Oceans" Watson — technical dive instructor, dive accident analyst and weapon of mass seduction — meets recluse professor of maritime archaeology Holmes. As they head out to a remote archipelago off the coast of Guatemala to study and film its shipwrecks for a documentary, will sparks fly or fizzle out?

The Summer Boy by khorazir (T, 94,706 w., 6 Ch. || Post S3/Post TAB/Alternate S4, Friends to Lovers, Flashbacks, Sussex, Bullying, 1980′s Kid Sherlock, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Inexperienced Sherlock, Grief/Mourning, Pining Sherlock, Background Case Fic) – 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

Northwest Passage by Kryptaria (E, 95,157 w., 27 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Canadian AU || BAMF!John, Canadian John, PTSD, Anal / Oral Sex, Rimming, Emotional Hurt / Comfort, Drug Rehab, Falling in Love, Pining Sherlock, Love Confessions, Sherlock’s Violin, Panic Attacks, Switching, Anxious / Protective Sherlock, Hugs for Comfort, Suicide Mentions, Healing Each Other) – Seven years ago, Captain John Watson of the Canadian Forces Medical Service withdrew from society, seeking a simple, isolated life in the distant northern wilderness of Canada. Though he survives from one day to the next, he doesn't truly live until someone from his dark past calls in a favor and turns his world upside-down with the introduction of Sherlock Holmes." Part 1 of Tales from the Northwest

31_Days_of_Porn_Challenge_2017 Series by distantstarlight (E, 96,540 w. across 31 stories || Prompt Ficlets, Assorted Kinks, PWP) – A collection in response to the 31 Days of Porn Challenge issued by AtlinMerrik! Thanks for doing that because this has been buttload of fun (that joke never gets old). All stories will be brief stand-alone one-shots.

The Baker Street Nativity by SwissMiss (E, 99,662 w., 23 Ch. || Nativity! AU || Teacher Sherlock / TA John, Pining, Sherlock POV, UST, Angst, Christmas, Music/Song Fic, Anal / BJ’s, First Kiss / Time) – Fusion between Sherlock (BBC) and Nativity! (2009 movie starring Martin Freeman). Sherlock is a primary school teacher and John is assigned to be his classroom assistant. Together, they are charged with putting on the school's Nativity play. What could possibly go wrong? Part 1 of The Baker Street Nativity Verse

Given In Evidence by verityburns (M, 97,884 w., 19 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-TRF, Angst, Drama, Case Fic, Romance, BAMF!John, Submissive Sherlock, First Kiss, Humour) – Coming back from the dead can be a complicated business. With a new case on the horizon, rebuilding a life is one thing... rebuilding a friendship quite another. For Sherlock and John, things may never be just the same...

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #my fic recs #long fics #50 to 100k #Anonymous #fic rec wednesday #e-rated fics

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nny11writes · 4 years ago

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Hello there. I was reading How to Quit You again and I have a question. What is in the reports on Catra that the Moons keep referencing? Maybe I just missed it in the fic cause my english is not very good. I was just curious.

So, uh, this got a LOT longer than I thought it would and then I started including pictures and basically this got wildly out of hand. Kind of like the fic itself, so I’m not sure what I was thinking lol.

You totally didn’t miss anything! I purposefully left it vague so that people could insert whatever they thought was appropriate (well, inappropriate in this case) there. Essentially to let people ramp things up or down more to their comfort. It was also done in part because back then I wasn’t sure how intense I wanted to make things either. This fic has honestly gotten darker and more mature than I ever thought it would, so leaving it vague has certainly been a benefit to my changing whims lol.

But these days I do have a solid idea for the things that went down. So what I know see happening there is mostly a lot of her mouth getting her in trouble (and not just mouthing off, god Catra wields words like surgical scalpels), but there are a few notable cases where she did physically attack others.

Catra is still in a bit of Horde mindset here so anything she perceives as someone trying to hold power over her or kick her down demands she respond. Because if you aren’t on top, then you’re getting crushed under someone’s boot and Catra has both 1. Long grown tired of being abused and 2. Gotten used to being the one on top. So she responds with more force than needed and uses preemptive strikes to protect herself.

We need a little backstory here so:

When the whole Erlandia thing went down, Catra was 2nd in command of the Horde. Technically Weaver was, but everyone knew that it was actually Catra calling the shots. She’d had Hordak’s favor for years by that point and practically was the boss of their little posse. But Hordak is VERY vicious in this fic since we didn’t have a Horde Prime when I started writing this (If I were to do a full re-write I’d make Prime be the big guy and the characterization would fit so damn well tbh), and he operates under a fuck you model of catch 22. If you mess up you are fucked, and if you are honest about messing up you are only barely mildly less fucked. So if you can successfully lie or deflect the blame then his wrath won’t fall on you, but get caught lying? Woof.

So either way is a great way to end up dead (RIP Mantenna I will release your death fic someday), and the higher up the chain of command you are the farther you have to fall.

(Picture below of the bridge near my hometown I was picturing Mantenna being hurled from in Catra’s place for reference, because I realized no one would understand my falling joke at this point :D)

(Catra had a long way to fall whenever Hordak decided to kick her down)

Once she saw her wanted posters Catra knew she had to flee Horde territory or else she would be captured and probably brutally tortured for weeks before finally dying. And the Horde, who had suffered under Catra’s relentless pace and high expectations (look, they certainly were 400% more efficient at first and then people start dropping for exhaustion and mutiny and worse), they would’ve loved the opportunity to do literally anything they wanted to her. That’s why she ran.

So Catra’s still somewhat in this mindset of “I’m running this operation and if you try to contradict me or undermine me I have full permission to kill you for it” those first few years in Etheria.

Some of the worst of her behavior was actually contained at the Archer’s house where she was living until she got the Brakeman job. (Bow is currently being a little fickle but I am writing from his PoV for another one shot in this AU where he’ll touch on these things a bit too.) By the time she gets that job, Catra is already starting to try and be a better person. Begrudgingly and with a lot of frustration for sure. But she is trying and it’s a painful growing process.

(Hello sir, like that train and view, this is Catra chapter 3 y’all)

So those reports contain her mostly being a smart ass.

But she also verbally eviscerates people, picking them apart piece by piece in public settings. She caused at least one mental breakdown on the tracks where people need to keep their heads for safety.

Think of her like someone on twitter who keeps the receipts (and wisely spends her limited time alive compiling them into a list) and jumps on someone for making a mistake, which she then blows out of proportion while never giving them the chance to learn and grow. All while making every bad faith interpretation she can and poisoning the well. She delights in this, she loves tearing someone down to nothing because it means she WON and she was right, and in the moment people seemed to cheer her on. But afterwards, when everyone else gets tied up in the shame and guilt of their actions she doesn’t and it puts her more on the outs.

The thing about this sort of behavior is that it’s hard to prove when it’s verbal and everyone else involved is too ashamed to admit they participated. So it’s more “hearsay” than anything else. Honestly, kind of like real life there’s a lot of people being told to suck it up, ignore her, or be the bigger person while she is being an outright bully. It’s not right, but it’s what happened.

On top of that, she lies and deflects and blames as well. Nothing can be her fault (because Hordak would’ve killed her, Weaver would’ve tortured her, and worse), so she is conniving and scheming and manages to twist everything so she’s never the root problem even when she is. The higher ups are usually doing their best to interpret what they are hearing (although not always) second or third hand, and Catra can dance verbal circles around her co-workers.

This doesn’t endear her to anyone either.

I hesitate to say as a consequence of her behavior, because that is some strong ass wording, but essentially her coworkers are fed up with being attacked by her. And they decide to get back at her, and they certainly can’t do that through talking or arguing (some have tried, almost all have failed). So a small group of them do physically attack her.

She uses that as justification to be a right bastard and decides to start doling it out again because it’s proof to her that she was right. She absolutely falls back into destructive, awful behavior. Everywhere is just like the Horde, they just hide it better. Catra doesn’t ramp up, but her attacks become more vicious and more directed after that. And this is also when she finally decides that the Archer’s were an anomaly and she absolutely needs to prove that no one can try to get the jump on her.

So the later reports are fewer in number, but more about her being caught or admitting to doing something physically violent instead of her being sarcastic or verbally cruel. These reports range from throwing a single punch to implying she’d attack with a weapon. Mostly it’s small scale (this is when we see Angella talk to Catra in a flashback), but there is one very notable exception.

Catra was working top with a motherfucker who had determined that no one liked her, so he thought he could try to push her around. They were literally assigned together because no one liked either of them, and they were both known for being violent. So the bosses went, “Let them duke it out on the trains, maybe calm them both down!” (Fucking idiots. Why yes, all this gunpowder should be stored next to the lit oil lamp!) She’s trying to keep it together, but she absolutely loses it and goes feral on him. This confrontation happens when she almost kills him by dangling him over the side of the train as they approached a tunnel. It could’ve been the perfect crime, brakeman is a dangerous fucking job for many reason but falling off the train or getting drunk and getting yourself killed isn’t uncommon.

(Think like the miners at Cerro Gordo who would ride the ore carts back up from town, and be so fucking drunk they’d stand up and get their heads knocked clean off their bodies.)

Catra really almost does it too, but the last time she thought she’d had the perfect crime with Weaver she’d been caught and everything fucking fell apart. So she yanks him back to safety, and tells him to fuck off.

Somehow she really thought that would be the end of it (she made her points, made him piss himself, and is now top dog again; good job girlboss), but bastard boy ran to the bosses to report her.

(Look, picture this train going through a slightly smaller tunnel rocking side to side, depending on the rail up to a foot either side, so you would get crushed if you weren’t laying down on top or clinging to the back of the train. You’d be terrified and report someone too.)

This is what Angella is warning Glimmer away over. She’s thinking about this instance, where Catra claims that they did get into a fight and admits to starting it but denies threatening to kill him. He claims that he did nothing wrong while everyone knows he does shit wrong on a regular schedule. And everyone else says, “Well we weren’t there but it sounds like something she’d do.”

Catra is careful to never go too far where it can be proven, and in town she is as polite as can be. Everyone knows she’s a hard worker and slowly but surely she makes a place for herself in the community without even noticing. Most of the folks she works with don’t have the time, money, or energy to build their own reputation as individuals. Company housing was built specifically because the workers were known as being too rowdy. But Catra will burn the candle from both ends to see Bow, Adora, and Glimmer. So Angella is hearing stories from folks in town about that “lovely young woman” and horror stories from the rails about that “hellish bitch”, and she doesn’t know which to believe.

She’s biased in Catra’s favor because she’s seen Catra be good and lovely, she’s biased because her daughter is crushing on Catra, she’s biased for a lot of reasons.

Angella is also a coward and conflict avoidant.

It’s easier to give excuses, or look for reasoning, or even twist the narrative so that she doesn’t have to confront anyone. She won’t have to confront Catra and hurt her, which would hurt Glimmer and Bow. She won’t have to confront her workers either, no need to face them down when they are furious with her for inaction. She doesn’t have to fear a fight or even put her reputation on the line as long as she can “prove” that Catra didn’t go as far as the reports say she does.

I love Angella to death, but the woman has a lot of problems and flaws and isn’t working on any of them. She does care about her workers health and happiness, but not enough to sacrifice her daughters (or herself). Frankly she barely sacrifices her pocket book but she does. Yes she’s semi-capitalist propaganda but this version of the “wild west” is more idealized for sure for sure. :\

Essentially, Catra got fucking lucky that Angella was looking for ways to prove that she was a good person. Because if Angella had actually put her glasses on and faced the truth? Catra would’ve been fired and practically run out of town.

Aaaaaaand that’s what I think was in the reports. :)

#Catra #Angella #Glimmer #glitra #How to Quit You #HtQY #she ra #spop #fanfiction #fanfic #meta #maybe?#backstory for sure #long post #like way longer than I expected #how did I spend almost an hour writing this?????#anyhow #PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT MY FANFICS I AM DYING TO SHARE #:D #thanks for the ask!#I really love diving into the whys of things and sharing this kind of information that /isn't/ needed for the fic to work #but like #fun to know #or #well #'fun' to know you know me and my 'fun' facts!#Anyways Catra did a fuck ton wrong and literally just got lucky enough to get away with it #Catra /also/ was actually being a better person and learning to be a good person #this is a classic not an excuse but explanation type thing #half the fic we see Catra from young Glimmer's VERY idealized point of view where she can do not wrong

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gerec · 4 years ago

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Do you have a favorite fic you've written? If so, which one and why?

At the risk of repeating myself (because I feel like I talk about this fic a lot a lot lol), it’s definitely We'll Always Have Paris. There are two fics of mine that I want everyone to read - one is my historical fantasy WIP Gods or Mortals and the other is WAHP which is my X-Men Casablanca AU. It’s hard to explain why without it sounding like I’m bragging, but I love how well it came together, how the elements of Casablanca (a mutant/human conflict in lieu of ww2, Logan as Rick and Charles as Ilsa with Erik as Victor Laszlo) ended up working with the X-Men verse. It’s romantic as hell - not something I consider my strong suit - which makes me inordinately proud, and I think I managed to give equal weight to both sides of the Logan/Charles and Erik/Charles triangle even if the story is told from Logan’s POV. I could go on and on about it all night lol; instead I’ll just say it’s a very ‘gerec’ fic and leave it at that :D

Also, I’m finally back on GoM and working on this next chapter, which is hella exciting for me!!! We’re finally (FINALLY) going to get to Erik and Charles’ confrontation and subsequent breakup (remember Erik has to marry Magda for the good of Genosha), and everything that happens in the prologue stems from this moment. Here’s a sneak peek:

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“You’ve already signed it,” Charles murmurs, his eyes wet and unseeing as he pulls away from the circle of Erik’s arms. “You agreed to the terms and you signed the treaty, and you didn’t even have the courtesy to tell me first. Me. That you would just—”

“Charles, please, I’m so sorry—”

“You’re sorry?” Charles whirls to face him, fists clenched and fire in his eyes, anger and disbelief overriding all other emotions he might feel from Erik’s announcement. “You’re sorry! Tell me Your Majesty; why exactly are you sorry? For not confiding in me? Your friend and your betrothed in something as monumental as a threat of war? For making a decision that affects both our lives without consulting me? For breaking our engagement without any thought to my feelings, or how this will affect my reputation? My ability to take my rightful place as King? How dare you play the wounded with me, Erik Lehnsherr, when you have ruined…when you’ve…”

They are both crying now, and Charles is the first to sink to his knees, curling into a ball as quiet sobs wrack the length of his body. It is far worse than Erik could have ever imagined; seeing the consequence of his own actions tearing his beloved’s heart in two.

ANON HOUR? ILL LITERALLY ANSWER EVERYTHING

#gerec rambles #memes #anon ask #gom #sneak peek #Anonymous #Cherik #Xavierine

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jacksgreysays · 4 years ago

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audiatur et altera pars "let the other side be heard also" (aka free pass to dig up and expand any of your previous works :p)

A/N: Hm, I do love digging through my own old work, anon, like a narcissistic raccoon, so having a pass to do so and further write about it is pretty nice :P

I will be honest though, a lot of my time was trying to figure out which previous work I wanted to do or which best fit the prompt or which I've been wanting to do and needed the excuse to touch back on...

So I narrowed it down to nine. Which isn't particularly narrow, but considering the list I started off with... is pretty good? (Although, one of the nine could be considered technically three for an actual total of eleven? But... uh... yeah...)

At this point I'm typing out my thought process so as to help me eliminate/figure out which 'verse I want to use for this prompt. And also, in a very meta way, this kind of fills the prompt since it's like the other side of the curtain? Anyway, here's the honorable mentions:

9. Torifu POV of Ascendant : an outside (but still close enough to witness) POV of Danzo is in theory a cool idea. Because he can't have always been that megalomaniacal sadistic bastard, surely. But for Torifu, depending on how much he knows about his former teammate/friend's actions, how sad this would be? Not just in seeing all of his former teammates/friends turn into increasingly bitter people but also, if he tried to save any of those ill-fated Hokage candidates it would just be a series of failures. And that's mondo depressing. Plus, part of the... fun? challenge?... that was the original Ascendant was to do a... not necessarily unreliable narrator but a villain's POV and mitigating it with Torifu's POV would peel back a layer unnecessarily.

8. rockstar!Shikaara AU AU : here's the problem, because it wasn't a full fic (this 'verse originated way back in the ask box three sentence fic event) I don't have a proper tag for the rockstar!Shikaara AU. Best way to find it is probably through the Sabaku No Gaara tag, chrono, and then search for rockstar!Shikaara. It is not a great method. However the reason why it came to mind was because of the literal "hearing" part of the prompt and, well, muuuuusic. So then I thought, hey, what if it's an AU of this AU in which Shikako is the rockstar? However, I think we've established that the Nara twins actually aren't that musical and I have to admit that I do still love Shikaara, I haven't been in those feels for a while. And I'll be honest, that ficlet would've been mostly froth.

7. The Saga of Windy Strife: I'm just very fond of them. Unfortunately, it does need to be revamped. And also, I haven't actually FFVII, not even the remake! Something about Windy Strife is just... they're always against something. Which is... there's a difference between being a champion of something vs being a soldier fighting something and they've always been in the latter. And I guess in that same literal "hearing" part of the prompt, it would work well to address the language barrier of Unto The Climate. But again, I'm just not vibing it :(

6. Tamed (aka, the fairy tale!AU) : There's no real plot to this one which was largely the problem. I was thinking about--hey, what if I added a war in there and the team of misfit fairy tale protagonists have to use their unique talents to stop the war before it consumes the land? But then that was a little meh... while there is some misunderstandings about Sasuke hating magic because of his brother and Shikako having magic its largely. That's just drama and rehashing friendship that I'm not so keen on.

5. dragon rider!AU (another one of those “lost” ‘verses): baaasically for the same reason as above but the conflict already exists there. And like, I'll be honest, I did have a little bit written which I've let stagnate on my laptop for literally years and given the premise of it was Shikako showing up and trying to convince the Sand dragons to aid against probably Akatsuki. And literally about getting herself heard by Sand's government. But again! A little meh!

4. Indelible: I mostly wanted to play around in this world because of how hyper-political it's become. I mean, I made it so of course I'm enjoying the drama, but it's one of those things where it's just--hey, a tiny thing can be blown so out of proportion and have so many consequences but it's not out of anything evil or mean. If anything Danzo's bullshit machinations were made obsolete because of this. Which is a little hilarious. The only reason why this didn't win at being the prompt fill is that, kind of like the Torifu POV for Ascendant, this fic would have to be either a Gaara/Sand POV during the chuunin exams (which is so far removed from the original butterfly flapping its wings) or a Nej POV as the only person other than the Nara twins to be in on the secret. And I don't really write Neji well... or at all...

And now for the top three, in no particular order:

Cadmium City/Counterclockwise/Ode to 11010201: ie, my original fiction world. Mostly because, uh, yeah. There's a lot that's happening in that which the prompt could apply to. I was thinking about using the framework of Twelve Sessions since of my original fiction series I think this one is the best received. And, also, the literal "hearing" this also applies to this in multiple ways. But for the prompt this would mean its about Curtis learning about Simone's backstory which isn't as fascinating as a literal superhero going to therapy. Maybe more of an exploration of the other Could/Should/Actually 'verses? Alternatively, and this is a little weirder, I was going back over the Ode to 11010201 'verse and just like. Realizing all the personal shit I put into its foundation and thus how inherently biased it is. I was considering trying to write from R's sister's POV but its almost too personal? Because then I'd have to reexamine the IRL analogue of the situation and consider what pushed me there in the first place. And why, conversely, I haven't written that much in that 'verse since. Emotional Maturity is not here right now.

Iron Will: the only thing stopping me here, tbh, is that I still haven't figured out which iteration of Tetsuki is the one I'm going with. Is she actually the semi-feral, Earth Kingdom, would be Freedom Fighter? Or is that a cover that the Fire Nation heiress uses to manipulate and murder on Azula's behalf? I legitimately do not know.

Primadonna Girl (Says No Thank You): specifically, the dark future AU. It's such a bonkers AU that I don't think I'll ever really be able to justify playing around in it, truly, but dang. I went real bleak with it.

... so less of a fill and more of a fanfic equivalent of a clip show, I guess. Sorry, anon. If any of these struck your fancy, let me know and I'll try my hand at it. Otherwise, uh, feel free to send in a different prompt.

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Hey, thanks for taking a look at my letter. You don’t have to use anything here but if you want inspiration or to know things that I like, here you go. Good Luck on HeartAttack!

General Likes: - Gen preferred over shippy stuff, and plot over fluff. (Can be very low-stakes plot, though.) Happy, or hopeful, or bittersweet endings, not tragic ones. - Hurt/comfort; Action/adventure; Stories inside stories; Missing scenes and backstories; Post-canon fic; Outside POV; AUs where the setting is more than background scenery - Platonic relationships; Family relationships; Found families; Established relationships; Poly relationships; Intense and complicated relationships; Characters bonding; Characters dealing with and recovering from trauma and PTSD; Queer narratives and normalized queer relationships; Interrogation and subversions of gender roles; - Competent and butt-kicking female-presenting characters; Justifiably angry characters (especially female-presenting ones); Sunshine sweethearts; Characters undergoing identity crises; Characters undergoing crises of morality; Stubborn characters who refuse to give up; Characters being competitive; Characters reaching out to each other, literally and metaphorically; Characters looking out for each other; - World- and lore-building; Detailed setting descriptions; Fighting/action scenes; Banter while fighting; Shenanigans and hijinks; Game mechanics & meta folded into the narrative; Political maneuvering and negotiations; Moral complications - Scrapes, cuts, and bruises, or a bit more extreme with injuries, blood, and bandages; Curative magic; Physical scars; Tattoos; Being tired/exhausted; Sharing a bed, curled up on the couch together, cuddling; Kisses on the nose, cheek, eyelids, forehead; - Food and cooking; Travel and road-trips; Exploring different cultures; Flowers - giving/receiving flowers, language of flowers, flower crowns, gardening; Hair - Brushing it, taking care of it, braids and trying different styles, pulling things out of it, characters messing with each other’s hair; Fashion - clothing design, textile work, clothes shopping, characters exploring their personal style, how a character came to wear their canon outfit(s); Animals - characters with their pets or around livestock and working animals; The performing arts; Dancing; Characters building or creating things with their hands, their minds, and/or their powers. - Fairytale tropes and motifs, especially if they’re twisted or interrogated; Tarot imagery and symbolism; Dreams and nightmares; Seasonal motifs; Hanafuda motifs;

Art Likes: All of the above, of course. Playing with color, layout, style. Detailed and intricate art is nice, but so are minimalistic styles. A sense of place. Easter eggs and hidden images. Symbolism. Flowers, pretty hair. Artist's personal interpretations of characters - if you have a mental image that differs from canon, I'm cool with it.

Quick note on requested -punk AUs Beside the aesthetics and cool aspects, steampunk is a commentary on the exploitative machinations of imperialism. Biopunk is commentary on the bleak consequences of unethical and unchecked scientific and technological advancement. Cyberpunk is commentary on capitalism’s efforts to buy the world out from under us and where information technology enforces governmental control. Solarpunk is commentary on how to grow a brighter future for everyone instead of submitting to gloom. Clockworkpunk is often a commentary on the restrictiveness of social classes. They are dystopias created one way or another by governments, businesses, and/or religious orders. I like these dynamics in fic. If you choose to write one of these AUs, please keep this in mind, even if it is just in the background of your story.

General DNW’s: NSFW - implied or fade to black is okay. A/B/O dynamics. Character bashing - please write characters as complex and three-dimensional. Drug use. Unhappy endings. Extremely violent horror. Relationships that are filled with negative drama. Sexual violence. Unrequested relationships. Fake relationships. Soulmate AU’s. Gratuitous violence/cruelty. Crackfic.

Other Notes: You’ll observe that character death and animal death are not in my DNW’s. If the story needs a sacrifice, the story needs a sacrifice. (I’m mentioning this because some of my canons have death as a major thematic component, or have war-torn settings.) Please exercise your judgement here. Also if you want to use OCs in a major role, including POV, go ahead, just don’t have them warp the narrative so that they’re the most important person in the story whom the other characters all fawn over.

Zelda Compilation of FF7 FF7 Remake Kingdom Hearts Miraculous Ladybug Watership Down Princess Mononoke Spirited Away Howl’s Moving Castle Dramacon

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The Legend of Zelda & related fandoms

The games that I’ve played/own in this fandom are; Skyward Sword, Ocarina of Time & Majora’s Mask, Twilight Princess, Wind Waker & Phantom Hourglass, and Breath of the Wild. That doesn’t mean you can’t use the other games, just these are the ones I’m most familiar with.

I’m open for things from pre-, during or post- any main game. As well as AUs. Prefer Gen over pairings.

Characters & Relationships: Worldbuilding Link Zelda Fi & Link Link & Navi Link & Rusl & Colin Groose & Link & Zelda Daruk & Link & Mipha & Revali & Urbosa & Zelda Link & Riju & Prince Sidon & Teba & Yunobo & Zelda (We are happy with Gen but if you want to write the below relationships as shippy, go for it) Link & Midna & Zelda Link & Mipha & Zelda Link & Midna Link & Mipha Link & Zelda Midna & Zelda Mipha & Zelda

General Fandom Likes - Mixing lore & meta from the different games. Worldbuilding. Racing and working in the mini games. Cooking, both solo and alongside others. Clothing, armor & dye details, lore & effects. Dark armor having negative effects when wearing it. Weapon lore and meta (especially for the elemental weapons/arrows). Who built the different temples and game dungeons? Masks, lore and meta. - Complicated feelings towards the Master Sword/Goddess/Goddesses/King of Hyrule/The roles set for them. The tri-force, what it means to be a bearer of it and how it effects them. Hyrule’s racial politics. All the different races and cultures. In game lore, legends and religion. Life at the Castle. - Exploring Hyrule, the land, sky, sea, lake bottoms, caves. Traveling in extreme conditions (blizzards, thunderstorms, sandstorms, extreme heat or cold, near active volcanos). Characters dealing with the rain. - Swimming. Hot springs. Collecting things: food, bugs, fairies, etc. Fishing. Archery. Falconry. Injuries, blood, and bandages. Crying. - Shooting stars, meteor showers, northern lights. Lighting and times of day. Traveling at night or in the dark/caves. Dawn, watching the sunrise. Temple of Time. Ruins, both grand and small. Malice, poisonous fog/water, shadows. - Horses & looking after them. Epona. The special horses from BotW. Looking after/interacting with animals in general, both domestic and wild. Cats and dogs. Ranch life, farming, gardening. Apples, Pumpkins & Carrots. - Stealth missions. Poe souls. Stal-enemies & Stal-horses. - References to Gallo-Roman, Celtic, Cantabrian, and Welsh Mythology.

Character Likes Link - Short person problems. Being shorter than Zelda. Dweeb. Soft boi Link, hardened warrior Link, and switching between those facets of his personality. Having to mend his clothes after fighting. Having to face a dark version of himself. Night owl. I’m down for quiet, selectively mute, mute, or deaf Link if that’s what you want to write. Being raised by another species. Farm boy or orphan. Being competitive. Having tattoos. Being able to play musical instrument. Tired Link. Being a collector of things.

Zelda - Wisdom is not the same as intelligence and having to learn that. Being competitive. Being as tall or taller than Link. Getting to do stuff with her own agency. Being able to play musical instrument. Morning person. Sweet tooth. Her good, proper manners and the weight of duty versus her stubbornness and sassy wit.

Midna - Making dog/canine/wolf references and jokes at Link’s expense. Not liking the sun. Her character development, from just using Link to actually caring about him. Imp form & true form - what are the differences for her between them? Twilight magic.

Colin - Hero worship towards Link. Becoming more confident. Watching his dad at the forge (if you have Rusl as a blacksmith). His crush on Luda.

Rusl - Watching Link grow up. Training Link. Mentor. Is Rusl a blacksmith? In-game it sounds like he made that first sword.

Yunobo - This big sweet heart, I’d like to see him grow in confidence. It would be cool if he liked dogs but wasn’t so sure about some other animal.

Daruk - Being supportive of his team and friends. His friendship with Link and their love of food. Overcoming his fear of Dogs. Is he a cat person?

Riju - Learning how to use Urbosa’s Fury. Being sassy, impish, and teasing towards Link (He’s the one person she doesn’t have to be the Chief for and can just be a kid.)

Urbosa - Being supportive of Zelda. Looking after the two young Hylians. Her friendship with Zelda’s mum. Her friendship with Daruk.

Teba - Being a dad and looking after this group of teenagers. Exploring the Ruto warrior culture.

Specific Game Likes (These are for the games I’ve played) BotW - Shrines, Trials of the Sword. Puns, especially the seal puns. The dragons. Koroks, finding Koroks, Koroks playing pranks on Link. Leviathan skeletons. Guidance stones. Goddess statues. Blupees & the Lord of the Mountain. The Silent Princess flower. The Blood Moon. Home in Hateno. Memory issues. Link’s personality changes - pre-Ganon, amnesiac wild child, and after regaining memories. Guilt complexes. Physical scars. Link being an older brother. Give Link Sheikah tech prosthetics if you like. - Other characters you can add are Impa, Robbie, Purah, Kilton, Three Goron Blood brothers, Bolson, Kass’s daughters, Teba’s family, Pikango, Muava, Greta, Dalia.

TP - Twilight in the realm of light. Springs of Light & spirits of light. Cave of Ordeals/Shadows & Dungeons. Hanging out at Telma’s Bar. Wandering/exploring around castle town. Is the great Fairy Navi? Where are the Gerudo? Queen Zelda. Puppet Zelda. Ghoul rats. White Wolfos. Shadow beasts/enemies. Howling stones. Dark Crystal. Someone using wolf Link as a pillow. - Other characters you can add are Talma, Hero’s shade/Golden wolf, Ilia, Uli, Yeto & Yeta, Ashei, Auru.

SS - Adding more Sky Islands. Going to new regions, mountains, snow, ocean, etc. The flying squirrels above Pumpkin Landing. That time you lose all your equipment. The flooded woods. The Silent Realm & Guardians. Timeshift Stones. Levias. Loftwings & looking after them. Remlets. The Kikwi. The Dragons. - Other characters you can add are Fledge, Pipit, Impa, Batreaux, The Goron historians/archeologists, All the Mogma. The Bazaar shopkeepers.

OoT&MM - Is the Ocarina of time made from a time shift stone? The Temple of Time. Kokiri forest and the Lost woods. Fierce Deity Link. Masks and shapeshifting. The Songs and their powers. Bombchus. Lens of Truth. Pictograph Box. Link being a kid even when in a teenage body and the effects on his mental state. Zelda’s Sheikah training. The different type of arrows. The Skulltula curse. - Other characters you can add are Malon, Saria, Tatl, Skull kid, Mido, Poe Collector, Volga, Link the Goron, The bombers, Happy Mask Salesmen, Cremia & Romani, Deku Butler, The Indigo-Go’s.

WW&PH: Link being an older brother. Storms at sea. Stuck in the doldrums. Sea birds. Pigs. Dragon Roost Island. Life on Outset Island. All the emotional stuff at the end of WW. Wind Waker lore. Phantom Hourglass lore. The Ocean King. The Forbidden woods. - Other characters you can add are King of Red Lions, Aryll, Link’s grandmother, Medli, Makar & Fado, Ciela, Leaf, Neri, Tetra’s crew,

Game Specific Prompts (These are for the games I’ve played) BotW - Life at the Castle pre-Ganon. Link’s childhood before the Master Sword. Pre-game Link in Zora’s Domain. Zelda as a ghost. All the different races working together to rebuild post-Ganon.

TP - Link hanging out/playing/teaching the kids from Ordon. Pre-Game life in Ordon. Link being an active member of the Resistance. Shapeshifting Link being raise by White Wolfos or Stalhounds. Link training with Rusl or the Hero’s Shade. What if after Zelda gave her power to Midna, she had a shadow form like Link. What if a Sheikah bodyguard took Zelda’s place and she was able to escape with Link and Midna? Break or don’t Break the Mirror of Twilight and the following consequences.

SS - Link and Zelda exploring the sky and/or surface together. Childhood in the sky. Skyward Sword has the most beautiful temples and dungeons so anything with exploring them or thier history. Role reversal, Deity reborn Link & Hero Zelda.

OoT&MM - Examining Navi and Link’s relationship, how she is Link’s second friend ever and that he’s willing to go through all of Majora’s mask to find her and that he doesn’t. Alternatively write a reunion between Link and Navi. In the manga Volga and Link are friends before the time skip, instead of killing Volga could Link free him?

WW&PH: - Exploring the idea that Link is not the “chosen/legendary” hero and that there is another Link running around. Add in masks with transformation powers and how that might change scenes and the story over all. Post-game adult life.

AUs and Other Prompts - Genre Shift AU - Gaslamp Fantasy. Steampunk. Solarpunk. Cyberpunk. Urban Fantasy. Magical realism. Space Opera. Skypirate. Cloud herder. Western. - Ghost story. Monster horror. Survival Horror. Psychological Horror. Mystery. Survivalism. Dystopia. - Historical/Historical Fantasy - 19th century Central Asia. Klondike Gold Rush 1896-1899. North American fur trade 1500s-1800s. Anglo-Saxon era c.500-1066. Napoleonic Wars. Europe 1811-1820. Europe 1837-1901. 1920s America. Three Kingdoms China 220 - 280. Han Dynasty 202BC - 220AD. Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms China 907-979. 1st century AD Germania. Heian Japan 794-1185. Muromachi/Sengoku Japan 1336 - 1573. Edo period 1603 - 1868. Meiji period 1868 - 1912. Central European Middle Ages. - Modern/Mundane - (Please get into the nitty gritty of the AU and don’t have it as just a backdrop) Ballet AU. Chef AU. Ice Skater AU. Ranch/Farm life/Equestrian AUs. Actor/Actress AU. Theater AU. Competitive Dance AU. Urban Witch AU. - Wing fic. Mer fic. Werewolf/shapeshifter fic. Halloween/Hollow’s eve/Harvest festival. - Time Travel. Link and Zelda traveling to other Hyrule’s/interacting with thier counterparts. Role reversal - Prince Link & Hero Zelda. Link being raised by another race.

Fandom Specific DNW’s: Smash Bros. Focus on the villains/bosses. I know Zelda gets damsl-fied a lot but I’d rather not read about it. Link and Zelda as enemies. Zelda and Mipha competing over Link.

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Compilation of FF7

Up to date on the full Compilation except for the new mobil game

Characters/Relationships AVALANCHE Kunsel & Cloud Strife & Zack Fair Zack Fair & Angeal Hewley & Cloud Strife Tifa Lockhart & Cloud Strife & Barret Wallace & Marlene Wallace & Denzel (We are happy with Gen but if you want to write the below relationships as shippy, go for it) Aerith Gainsborough & Tifa Lockhart & Zack Fair & Cloud Strife Aerith Gainsborough & Tifa Lockhart & Cloud Strife Zack Fair & Aerith Gainsborough & Cloud Strife Tifa Lockhart & Cloud Strife & Barret Wallace Aerith Gainsborough & Tifa Lockhart Cloud Strife & Barret Wallace Zack Fair & Cloud Strife Fandom Likes - Game mechanics & meta. Materia lore and summons. Mako & the Lifestream. Weird mind/time shenanigans. - Chocobos. Fenrir. Different people back-riding on Fenrir. People actually wearing the armor accessories (earrings, rings, bangles, ribbons, etc.) References to the compilation. - How SOLDIERs and AVALANCHE are treated post-Meteor. Rebuilding around the planet after the WEAPON’s attacks. SOLDIER tears glowing. SOLDIERs having enhanced senses and how that effects their day to day lives. - Zack and/or Aerith and/or Wedge lives. Nibelheim as culturally similar to mountain town and Black Forest Germany. Tifa and/or Cloud accidentally speaking with their old Nibel accent. -Scenes featuring the cast’s physical scars. Buster Sword legacy. References to the state of the natural world & eco-systems. References to Norse mythology;

Character Likes Seventh Heaven Family: Kid or Teenage Denzel and Marlene. The adults being good parents for Marlene and Denzel. The kids calling the adults Dad/Mom. Taking the kids sight-seeing around the planet. Camping, swimming, fighting monsters as a family. Visiting the snow, beach, forest, desert. Visiting other AVALANCHE members. The kids helping around the bar. Teaching them to ride chocobos. Starting a garden.

Cloud: Being into weapon designs, blacksmithing, motorcycles, and mechanical work. His memory issues. Looking into Cetran lore post-meteor. Afraid of being happy. Competent on his own, wanting to be alone, and learning it’s okay to rely on others, letting them help him. Doing maintenance on Barret’s arm. Having wings. In CC, Zack’s limit for Cloud is Meteorain, therefore it logically follows that before mako exposure, Cloud’s top tier limit as a cadet and trooper was Meteorain and that he knew how to use it.

Barret: Complicated feelings about his gun arm post-Meteor, and getting his new prosthetic. Being a rough teddy bear. His love for the planet and natural world. Looking into eco-friendly energy. Owning the bar.

Tifa: Bartending & drink mixing. Team mom & mama bear. Playing the piano and thinking about her mom & dad & home & Nibelheim. Scraps and cuts from a fight aka bloody knuckles & nose, split lip, etc. Buff Tifa. Being slightly enhanced from her fall into Mako.

Aerith: Her spice & sass. Friendship with Red & Tifa. Relationship with Minerva and the lifestream, summons, WEAPONS. Cetran heritage. Good at baking & sucks at making drinks. Gardening & love of growing things.

Zack: Considers himself a good person but is actually morally gray and has to confront that at some point. Protective. Dog person. Big hearted & loves fully and deeply. Zack being a touchy-feely person, with little respect for personal space. Explaining/working with the DMW & why Zack’s limit breaks are copies of other people’s limits.

Angeal: Maintenance on the buster sword. Being good at reading people. Martyr complex. What does it mean to be a man, SOLDIER, human, monster, friend? Cooking & gardening, a domestic type. The conflict between his sense of justice and honor and navigating Shinra politics.

Kunsel: Stealth helping AVALANCHE. Reconnecting with Zack. Checking in on Aerith after Zack’s disappearance. Checking in on/maintaining the church garden after Aerith leaves Midgar. Joining up with AVALANCHE. Being a good/nosey friend/bro.

Prompts (set in the timeline) - Crisis Core: Degradation and Nibelheim never happened. Cloud, as Zack’s student, made SOLDIER. Shinra might not be great but isn’t evil. Looking for wholesome fun and shenanigans that Angeal and/or Kunsel will get roped into/have to deal with. Degradation and Nibelheim never happened. Cloud, as Zack’s student, made SOLDIER. Something happens that makes Cloud, Zack, and/or Angeal question whether honor/pride/dreams are compatible with a company like Shinra. Answer: no. What do they do about it? Cloud made SOLDIER but still left Shinra. Maybe he becomes a mercenary, defects to Wutai, or joins AVALANCHE. His mentor Zack is sent after him. - Post-Meteor and beyond: Seventh Heaven family domestic. Kunsel looking for Zack, ropes Cloud into this somehow. - Post-Advent: A clone of Cloud shows up in Edge. Family road trip. Cloud wing fic. Previously thought dead Zack shows up. The Silver elite (now a cult) are planning something. A Touch-me or Tonberry is loose in Edge. - Time Travel: TT Cloud being reborn as a twin to CC Cloud (with or without his enhancements). TT Cloud and CC Cloud as teenage cadets together. TT Cloud going back far enough to save/free Ifalna. Cloud goes back to after the Nibelheim incident. Cloud traveling back with Denzel and/or Marlene. The Seventh Heaven Family traveling back. Barret as a single time traveler. Denzel and/or Marlene are the time travelers without any adults. The kids meeting Mama Strife.

AUs, Genre shift, and other prompts - Genre shift AU: Space Opera. Space Western. Western. Steampunk. Cyberpunk. Solar-punk. Bio-punk. Urban Fantasy. Magical realism. Urban Witch. Selkie Cloud. Merfolk. - Historical/Historical Fantasy AU: Napoleonic Wars. French Revolution. Europe 1837-1901. Europe 1901-1914. Viking Age 793-1066. - Historical/Historical Fantasy AU, Seventh Heaven as: An old western saloon. A 1920’s speakeasy. A bar in a gold rush boomtown; California gold rush 1848-1855, Klondike Gold Rush 1896-1899, Australian gold rushes 1820-1906. - Modern/Mundane domestic: (Please get into the nitty gritty of the AU and don’t have it as just a backdrop) Flower shop AU. Mechanic AU. Bar AU. Road Trip AU. Bike/Street Gang AU. Dance - Ballet, Ballroom, Modern, Street AU. (Keep Barret black and Yuffie east asian. For Red, if he is human, please have him be Native American or from some other tribal society. Feel free to mix in fantasy elements from Gaia ie: Materia, Summons, weirdly aggressive wildlife, etc.)

Fandom Specific DNW’s Not that interested in (but are okay as minor side characters, antagonists, or mentions) the OG Turks, Rufus, The kids are all right characters, or Deepground. For historical AU’s, no race-lifting, please.

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Final Fantasy VII Remake

Characters/Relationships AVALANCHE & Reeve Tuesti AVALANCHE & Cloud Strife AVALANCHE & Zack Fair Tifa Lockart & Cloud Strife & Barret Wallace & Marlene Wallace Aerith Gainsborough & Tifa Lockhart & Red XIII | Nanaki & Cloud Strife & Barret Wallace (We are happy with Gen but if you want to write the below relationships as shippy, go for it) Zack Fair & Cloud Strife Tifa Lockart & Cloud Strife Barret Wallace & Cloud Strife Zack Fair & Aerith Gainsborough Aerith Gainsborough & Cloud Strife Tifa Lockart & Cloud Strife & Barret Wallace Zack Fair & Aerith Gainsborough & Cloud Strife Fandom Likes - Game mechanics & meta. Materia lore and summons. References to the state of the natural world & ecosystems. - Working/fighting as a team. Fighting at the Coliseum. Zack and/or Wedge lives. Interacting with the slum kids. People actually wearing the armor accessories (earrings, rings, bangles, ribbons, etc.) - SOLDIER tears glowing. SOLDIERs having enhanced senses. Awe and prejudice towards SOLDIERS. PTSD for all characters and how they deal with it. Scenes featuring the cast’s physical scars. Scrapes, cuts, and bruises or a bit more extreme with injuries, blood, and bandages. Curative magic. - Sharing a bed, curled up on the couch together, cuddling. Reaching out to each other, literally and metaphorically. - Chocobos. Buster Sword legacy. Flowers. Water. Dancing. Their weapons. Light & Shadow. Tattoos. Graffiti. Wolves. Cats. Motorcycles. Character Likes Cloud: Memory issues. Trying to maintain the cool, aloof, SOLDIER act.

Barret: Being a rough teddy bear. His love for the planet and natural world then getting all preachy about it.

Tifa: Bartending & drink mixing. Team mom & mama bear. Playing the piano and thinking about her mom & dad & home & Nibelheim. Scrapes and cuts from a fight aka bloody knuckles & nose, split lip, etc. Buff Tifa.

Aerith: Her spice & sass. Growing up in the slums. Cetran heritage. Good at baking & sucks at making drinks. Gardening & love of growing things.

Red XIII | Nanaki: His not yet trust of the people who rescued him. Getting to explore the slums. Dry humor.

Reeve: Wanting to help the people of the slums. Large engineering plans and playful tinkering on childhood projects.

Jessie, Biggs & Wedge:

(If you want to add in Kunsel or Yuffie go ahead)

In Cannon Prompts - Things that could have happened but didn’t because of plot: Shopping trip above plate. Tifa visiting the church. Interacting with the larger AVALANCHE body. The group meeting Kunsel in the Tower. Barret and/or Marline get to see Aerith, Cloud and Tifa in their dresses. (For the dresses my personal faves for each is Aerith in her best dress, Cloud in the black and blue, and Tifa in her blue. But if you want to use any the other dresses go ahead.) - Missing or expanded scenes: Cloud doesn’t get into AVALANCHE’s basement hideout under Seventh Heaven this time, did the conversation down there change much as a result? Elaborate on any of the slum quests or NPC conversations.

AU Prompts - Zack lives: Zack makes it back to Midgar and meets up with Aerith and and that is where Cloud recovers. The alternate timeline where Zack survived and made it back to Midgar only to find that Aerith isn’t there. Zack wasn’t able to get Cloud out when he escaped, he gets to Midgar and joins up with AVALANCHE, when the group go to rescue Aerith they not only find her and Red but Cloud as well. - Reeve helps AVALANCHE: he sends Cait Sith to let AVALANCHE know about Shinra’s plans for the Reactors and/or the plate. Zack had run a lot of missions for Urban Development, does Reeve recognize him or the Buster Sword? - Honeybee: Tifa, Barret and/or Zack getting to see Cloud dance at the Honeybee Inn. The ex-SOLDIER is a mercenary by day, dancer by night. - Sephiroth doesn’t come back, they stop the plate from falling, and Aerith is not captured, aka the AVALANCHE doesn’t have to leave Midgar AU. - Penny-Dreadful, suspense/horror/psychological horror. Set in a canon or victorian style Midgar, your choice. Wings, shapeshifting into a wolf or monster, Sephiroth, S&J cells, whatever you want. Just looking for something in the Penny-Dreadful style. ___________________

Kingdom Hearts

I have as good a handle on the twisty KH canon as anybody can, I reckon, χ and Dark Road included.

Characters & Relationships: Kairi & Riku & Sora (If you want to write this as a ship go ahead) Roxas & Sora & Xion Roxas & Sora & Xion & Ventus Sora & Sora’s Parents Sora & Disney Character(s) Donald Duck & Goofy & Sora Kairi & Riku & Selphie & Sora & Tidus & Wakka Beat & Joshua & Neku & Rhyme & Shiki & Sora & Kairi & Riku   Fandom Likes - Dives and stations of the heart; Drive Forms; Different clothing and/or forms for different worlds; Keyblade lore, meta, form changes; Lingering identity issues; People actually wearing the armor accessories (earrings, rings, bangles, ribbons, etc.); Keyblade armor; Fight scenes, especially ones that lean into the flashy KH-ness of it all! Dual wielding; New attacks, combo attacks; keyblades. - Flan and Mushroom heartless; Heartless! All the different types of Heartless (I just like their wacky designs, okay?); Dream Eaters & Nightmares; - Somebodies interacting with their Nobodies & Replicas; People wondering why Roxas looks like Ven rather than Sora; Sora’s Heart Hotel; Rage- & Anti- Form Sora and the ramifications; Thanks to Remy, Sora can now cook; Roxas & Sora: Memory shenanigans, Existential crises or post-canon or AU, just the two boys learning how to be brothers; Dream Eater Riku; Exploring Kairi’s Princess of Heart powers; - Traverse Town, The World That Never Was, Twilight Town, Mysterious Tower, The Land of Departure, Daybreak Town, Scala ad Caelum; the nature of these worlds, and interpreting them as liminal spaces. - Characters crying; Scrapes, cuts, and bruises; Tired/exhausted; Tickling; Hugs; Nose boops; Kisses on the nose, cheek, eyelids, forehead; Napping together/sharing a bed; Ice cream; Cloud watching/star gazing; Firefly catching; Treasure hunting; Wings; Imagery based on the moon, stars, sun, time of day, chess pieces, and ocean;

Character Likes - Riku: What a good boy, though you can write tiny, jealous jerk jock KH1 era Riku too and I’ll still love him. What a terrific character arc he’s had, amIright? Anything about his nature as a Dream Eater, his protective tendencies, his relationship with Darkness. I forgot to put him in during nominations, but I also really love the Riku Replica; if you want to do something with the two of them, I’d be delighted. - Sora: Rage- & Anti- Form Sora and the ramifications. Thanks to Remy, Sora can now cook. Sunny child who keeps his problems hidden. His sudden flashes of temper. High emotional and physical intelligence - maybe not so bright in other ways. - Kairi: Let! the! girl! kick! some! butt! Give Kairi agency in her own narrative, please and thanks. I loved the KH3 introduction of her journaling - seems like a great excuse for epistolary fic. Explore her Princess of Heart Powers, or her past in Radiant Garden. Rewrites with her as protagonist are also excellent. - Kairi & Riku & Sora: Domestic on Destiny Islands - going to school, hanging out with Tidus, Wakka, and Selphie, at a party, fishing, diving, dealing with their parents, the ramifications of their missing time at home. Destiny Islands worldbuilding makes me so dang happy. Also them having offworld adventures! Sora introducing them to people he’s met and places he’s been. Riku doing the same, though he knows fewer people. Exploring new worlds and meeting new people. New attacks, combo attacks, keyblades. I lowkey ship these three in any combo, but I’m perfectly happy too with their very intense platonic friendship. They would, in fact, die for each other. - Roxas & Sora: Memory shenanigans. Existential crises. Or post-canon or AU, just two boys learning how to be brothers. I love their athleticism, their empathy. I kind of like that’s Sora’s got high emotional and physical intelligence, but is not necessarily great at logical leaps and putting plot points together, and Roxas has learned social intelligence slowly and painfully, but can deduce things fairly quickly once he’s seen the evidence. - Donald Duck & Goofy & Sora: HOW DOES DONALD KNOW ZETTAFLARE. HOW DOES GOOFY KNOW IT CARRIES SUCH A BIG RISK. Explain that for me, if you want. I love the visual detail of Sora gradually growing taller, until he’s Goofy’s height and Donald is just stuck down at waist height. And then you zoom out and realize, by KH standards, Goofy’s not really tall at all… Working on or in the Gummi Ship, flying through space, looking for worlds. Just bopping around different worlds, having fun. We know Sora’s talked a lot about his friends to Donald and Goofy - I’d love to see the reverse, with them talking about life in Disney Castle, bringing up Daisy and/or Max. - The kids from TWEWY: Expand on their time in KH3D or have SoRiKai go to Shibuya to play in the Reapers Game or tin pin. Maybe add them into an AU

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- Revisiting Disney worlds: Sora introducing his friends to people he’s met and places he’s been. Riku and/or Roxas doing the same for theirs, though they know fewer people. 100 Acre Woods; Atlantis/Little Mermaid - I want to see their mer-forms; Halloween Town/Nightmare Before Christmas & Monstropolis/Monsters Inc - monster forms; Pride lands/Lion King - animal forms; Ice cream and goofing off in Disney town; Peter Pan/Neverland; Arendelle/Frozen; San Fransokyo/Big Hero 6; Toy Box/Toy Story and sequels; - Canon Disney worlds Sora & crew haven’t been to yet: Game Central Station/Wreck-it Ralph; Lilo & Stitch - let’s see Hawaii! - Going to new Disney/Pixar worlds: Bambi; Lady and the Tramp; The Jungle Book; The Aristocats; Robin Hood; The Fox and the Hound; Treasure Planet; Brother Bear; The Tinkerbell movies; Brave; Moana; The Princess and the Frog; The Black Cauldron; Atlantis: The Lost Empire; - Going to non-Disney-animated worlds: Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron; Balto; Fern Gully; Anastasia; The Swan Princess; Once Upon a Forest; How to Train Your Dragon series; Rise of the Guardians; The Secret of NIMH; An American Tail & Fievel Goes West; Thumbelina; The Last Unicorn; Kung Fu Panda & sequels; - Going to Ghibli worlds: Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind; Castle in the Sky; My Neighbor Totoro; Kiki’s Delivery Service; Porco Rosso; Pom Poko; Princess Mononoke; Spirited Away; The Cat Returns; Howl’s Moving Castle; Ponyo; Arrietty; - AU; Fairy Tale. Go with something well-known or obscure. Throw in some folklore. Tell it straight or twisted. Make up your own fairy tale. - AU; Merfolk. KH has such a water/ocean theme running throughout. Would love to see this group living as merpeople in the waters off Destiny Islands. I also really like the idea of there being different types of mer (reef, open ocean, abyssal, fresh water, euryhaline,) as well as a mer’s appearance taking after real fish and other aquatic animals. Not that interested in seeing mer/human interactions, more into what life is like in the water. - AU; Winged. Don’t have any clear ideas here, just want to see the group with wings. - AU; Winged and Merfolk. Kairi as a mermaid, Sora with wings and Riku as human.   Fandom Specific DNW’s Vanitas/Ventus as a pairing. I can be intellectually interested in darkness boy, but I’m just not emotionally attached. Aqua and/or Terra romantically involved with Ven - those are sibling relationships to me. I’m hypocritical, I will stand here on my soapbox all day saying that Roxas and Naminé are their own individual people, but Sora/Roxas and Kairi/Naminé still squick me out as selfcest. Star Wars & Marvel.

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Miraculous Ladybug

I’ve watched seasons 1-3, most of the extras and specials and am up to date with the all the major goings on in season 4.

Characters/Relationships Plagg & Tikki & Kwami(s) Kwami(s) & Their Miraculous Holders Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Kwami(s) Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Sabine Cheng & Tom Dupain Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Plagg & Tikki Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Alya Césaire & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Nino Lahiffe Sabine Cheng & Gina Dupain & Rolland Dupain & Tom Dupain & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug (We are happy with Gen but if you want to write the below relationships as shippy, go for it) Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Luka Couffaine & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Kagami Tsurugi Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Luka Couffaine & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

Fandom Likes - Fashion. Baking (seriously, give me all the goodies). Music. Dancing. Bonding over video games. Cat puns. Puns in general. - Reaching out to each other, literally and metaphorically. Catching each other, literally and metaphorically. Characters fading away, disintegrating. Time shenanigans. Lies unraveling. Skills/strength/agility/flexibility of their superhero lives showing up in their normal lives. - All the different Miraculous. The different forms the Miraculous have, such as Aqua Tikki. What do the other Kwamis eat? What would their form changes look like? Combining different Miraculous, such as Multinoir and Dragon Bug. Other heroes combining Miraculous. The kids and Kwamis hanging out together. - References to the superheroes in pop culture. References to other historical Miraculous holders. Marinette’s whole family. André’s ice cream. - Street lamps & hanging lights. Stars. Rainy Nights. Moonlight. Balloons. Snow. Falling petals (from flowering trees to aging flowers in a vase)

Adrien: This poor boy, such a poster child of whump. Would love some hurt/comfort here. He needs hugs and a good cry. His conflicting devil-may-care Chat Noir vs good boi Adrien personalities and how important both attitudes are to him. Depression and self-doubt. Figuring out what he wants to do with his life. Marinette: With the mask on, she expresses so much competence and confidence, and slowly those attributes have been slipping into her normal life. I would like to see more of that. Her friendliness and compassion. Explore her fashion goals and designs.

Alya & Nino: Such supportive best friends, who will throw down for Marinette/Adrien but also tell them when they are being dumb. Honestly these two are such good peps. Love how their relationship (open and honest with each other) is in contrast to Marinette’s & Adrien’s.

Luka Couffaine & Kagami Tsurugi: I love how this show introduced them as romantic rivals and turned them into the lead’s friends instead. Luka often supports Adrien and Marinette in their endeavors while Kagami pushes them to achieve more. In season four Luka learns both Ladybug’s and Chat Noir’s identities and keeps it secret, I’d love to see something featuring this new development.

Marinette’s family: I absolutely adore Tom and Sabine. Their relationship together and how they support Marinette. I also think they would be really good adult figures for Adrien. It would also be neat to see Gina taking Marinette on a trip as she’s promised.

Story Prompts - Identity reveal. How could I not request this? - Bodyswap or Kwami swap - Tom and Sabine “adopting” Adrien into the family. Maybe a day at the bakery. - Field trip to the Gardens of Versailles or some other historical landmark. Hawkmoth just can’t let anybody have a nice day. - A Masquerade in canon or AU. - Nutcracker Ballet or Musical, caused by an Akuma or AU - Using the rabbit Miraculous, Marinette and Adrien go way back or way forward in time to team up with a different Ladybug and Chat Noir. - The Beast of Gévaudan (French myth/legend 1764-1767) is back and prowling the streets of Paris. - Gentleman thief, Robin Hood-type story. Set in any time period. - Genre Shift AU - Gaslamp Fantasy. Steampunk. Solarpunk. Biopunk. Urban Fantasy. Urban Witch. Magical realism. Penny Dreadful. Borrower/Mini. Fairytale. Noir Detective. - Modern/Mundane - (Please get into the nitty gritty of the AU and don’t have it as just a backdrop) Ballet AU. Chef AU. Ice Skater AU. Theater AU. Competitive Dance AU. Fashion/Model AU. Flower shop AU. - Crossovers: The Wicked and The Divine. Scooby-Doo style mystery.

Fandom Specific DNW’s: Character bashing. Marinette pining after Adrien the entire time.

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Watership Down

Feel free to use any of the media for this: the book, the short story collection, the movie, the multiple animated series, etc.

Characters & Relationships: Fiver & Hazel Bigwig & Hazel Bigwig & Hazel & Holly Bigwig & Kehaar Bigwig & Hyzenthlay Hazel & Hyzenthlay Bluebell & Holly Fiver & Hazel & Pipkin Fiver & Silverweed The Watership Warren

Fandom Likes - The world from a prey animal/rabbit’s point of view. The legends of El-ahrairah. Rabbit storytelling, pranks, & language. Interacting with other animals. Rabbit culture. - Dew in the grass or on spiderwebs. The changing of seasons. Bird calls. - The poetic, descriptive writing style. The landscape is as much a character in the novel as the rabbits. Sounds, scents & textures.

Prompt Ideas - Fiver was the runt of his litter and we know Hazel is one of his siblings. What happened to the others? Or alternately, write a story about their kittenhood. - Hazel and Bigwig’s dynamic and how it changes with Bigwig coming to respect Hazel as Chief Rabbit is one of my favorite parts of this work. The first time Bigwig calls Hazel his Chief Rabbit is in his fight with Woundwort still gives me chills. - Kehaar coming back for visits to the warren. - In the short stories Hyzenthlay will end up co-leading the warren with Hazel. I’d like to see how this works, as well as how it effects her relationships within the warren. - Holly is for the most part retired (from the Owsla & leadership) but he is still a wealth of knowledge for Hazel and Bigwig, and both turn to him when needing counsel. If you want to do a five times Bigwig and/or Hazel went to him for advice and one time he went to one or both of them, I’d be down for that. - Fiver and Silver interacting, perhaps a missing scene in Cowslip’s warren or encountering each other “beyond the river” in the spirit world.

- AU: Some of the rabbits are based of the author’s war-buddies, (for example, Kehaar was based off a Norwegian pilot), so if you want to write a human war AU go for it. Modern, historical, or fantasy. - There aren’t any squirrels in the story, but a tale where a family of them move into the trees atop Watership Down and the rabbits learning to deal/work with their new neighbors would be interesting. -

Note: Some of the adaptations genderflip a few of the rabbits, I’m very cool with this, if you want more female characters in your narrative.

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Princess Mononoke

Characters/Relationships San Eboshi Ashitaka Irontown Women Moro & San Ashitaka & San Eboshi & Ashitaka Irontown Woman & Eboshi Toki & Kohroku & Ashitaka

Fandom Likes - The majesty of nature. Forests and trees, lush plant life. The kodama. Rivers and lakes. Storms. The march of technology. The cycle of life, death, and rebirth. Animals - deer, wolves, boars, of course, but any others you want to focus on or create a spirit for. Seasonal motifs. Hanafuda motifs. Pollution - chemicals seeping into water, ground lights dimming the night sky, smoke pouring into the clouds.

Possible Ideas - Very interested in post-movie, with Ashitaka in Irontown, and San in the mountains, and the fragile negotiations that ensue, both between the town and the spirits, and between the two romantically. Ashitaka hanging out with Tohki and Kohoroku - Maybe too much research for Heart Attack, but anything about a culture clash between Ashitaka’s Emishi upbringing and the Yamato culture he now lives in. - Backstories for the Irontown women, and their devotion to Lady Eboshi. Backstory for Lady Eboshi - where’d she come from? What past experiences shaped her radical kindness toward human outcasts? - San growing up as a wild child under Moro’s care. Where’d she get her clothes? Did she make them, and if so, where did she learn how? What’s the significance of her face paint? Exploring the wild and raw nature of the spirit world - show us San learning about it as a girl, or her teaching Ashitaka. - The curse gave Ashitaka extraordinary strength, does he keep any of that or does he go back to being normal? How does it effect his life? - There’s big, old bones under the water in the pool the Forest Spirit goes to. Whose bones are they? How did they get there? - AU’s: Sci-fi - Iron Town as an isolated, resource-rich moon or perhaps space-station, with the spirits as aliens. Urban fantasy, or modern setting fantasy.

Fandom Specific DNWs Not, for once, that interested in historical AU’s.

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Spirited Away

Characters/Relationships Worldbuilding Rin (Lin) Ogino Chihiro Haku | Nigihayami Kohakunushi Yubaaba & Zeniiba Kamajii & Haku | Nigihayami Kohakunushi Haku | Nigihayami Kohakunushi & Zeniiba Haku | Nigihayami Kohakunushi & Yubaaba Haku | Nigihayami Kohakunushi & Ogino Chihiro Haku | Nigihayami Kohakunushi/Ogino Chihiro

Fandom Likes - Seasonal motifs. Hanafuda motifs. Traditional Japanese theater or art. Water and weather- bodies of water, leaking walls & roofs, storms, sunshowers, rainbows. The soot sprites! Delicious Ghibli food. Ordinary, everyday objects that take on deeper significance because of sentiment or use or the passage of time, or which come to life - see tsukumogami. Rich, warm jewel tone colors contrasting with cool, natural ones. Transformations and names. Dragons.

Possible Ideas - When Haku first arrived at the Bathhouse, and how he became apprenticed to Yubaaba. - Post-movie, does Chihiro have any further adventures with the Spirit World? Her family’s car had clearly been parked for weeks, possibly months - explore the ramifications of that. Do her parents never remember anything? Does Chihiro ever doubt her memories as she gets older? Anything exploring her life afterwards, whether it’s immediately after or decades later, would make me a happy camper. - How did Kamajii become the Boilerman? Has he always been in the Bathhouse, or did he come from somewhere else? How about the other spirits, the Frogs and the Slugs? Are they transformed animals, or are they spirits, and is there a difference? - The relationship between Yubaaba and Zeniiba - good twin and evil twin, but they both have their vices and virtues. A confrontation between the two of them would be fun to read. - Relatedly, what are the consequences of Yubaaba’s loss of fear/face/authority at the end of the movie, where everybody, guests and workers alike, were rooting against her and for Chihiro? Did Haku stay there after he got his name back? - The story is set nearly entirely in the Bathhouse, but there’s a whole tourist town outside it, with restaurants, and probably theaters and other entertainment, and shops that sell things beside food. Write a story that explores that. - I love the strange and wild magic of the Spirit World. You can write an original story set in this world and I’d be happy to read it.

Fandom Specific DNWs Making Zeniiba purely beneficent, or erasing Yubaaba’s occasional redeeming qualities.

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Howl’s Moving Castle

I’ve also read the book so if there is anything you wish to pull from there, go for it.

Characters & Relationships: Sophie Hatter & Markl Markl & Howl Pendragon Calcifer & Sophie Hatter Calcifer & Howl Pendragon Lettie Hatter & Sophie Hatter Fanny Hatter & Sophie Hatter Howl Pendragon & Madame Suliman Calcifer & Sophie Hatter & Howl Pendragon Sophie Hatter/Howl Pendragon (Morgan is the name of their canonical son if you wish to include him. He is two in the book “House of many ways”)

Fandom Likes - Fairytale tropes, creatures & items. Magic, spells, potions & curses. Tarot symbolism. - All the glittery things in Howl’s room. Life in the moving castle/the flying castle. Sophie’s weedkiller (from the book). Sophie having magic. - Flowers. Fire and Water. Sun, moon, & stars. Jewel tones & rich colors. High Tea.

Possible Ideas - Sophie having a tea luncheon with your choice of characters. Talk family, life in the castle, politics, learning magic/becoming a witch, whatever you like. - Young Howl studying under Madame Suliman. - Sophie reconnecting with her family. - They have the flower shop in Market Chipping, would love to see more of it in canon or as a magical flower shop AU. - Politics from after the war and how it effects their lives. What happened to the wizards and witches that were turned into monsters. - Touring the world in their moving home. Go to other countries and climates. - They have a dog Heen, now they get a cat. - Halloween/Hollow’s eve/Harvest festival. - Genre Shift AU: Gaslamp Fantasy. Steampunk. Solarpunk. Cyberpunk. Urban Fantasy. Magical realism. Urban witch.

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Dramacon

Characters & Relationships: Bethany & Christie Leroux Hyu-Jeong & Monica & Raj Matt Green & Sandra Green & Greta Huff Matt Green & Sandra Green & Christie Leroux Matt Green & Sandra Green & Greta Huff & Christie Leroux Bethany & Hyu-Jeong & Christie Leroux & Monica & Raj Matt Green/Christie Leroux Sandra Green/Greta Huff Bethany/Raj

Fandom Likes: - Background references to other fandoms (Yours, mine, random - just have fun here) - Cosplay. In-Universe Fanart and fanfic. Artist ally. The work and logistics that go into making a comic and getting published. Fashion, seriously play with fashion, any fashion (https://sewguide.com/fashion-styles/)

Prompts: - The crew going to a different Con or fan event. Alternatively, do an AU where they meet at a ren-fair, film festival, or some other multi-day geek event. - Years in the future: Bethany & Christie holding their own panel. - The new generation! The group taking their kids to their first con. - Dream trip! They go to Japan. What do they see? Where do they go? - The group playing a MMORPG or a DnD like game. Have this as tabletop, online, VR, or DreamVR. - Road trip across the USA. Tourist traps, roadside cafes, national/state parks.

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