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echoghost1 · 1 year ago

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InvisoBang 2023 - Dawn Of Influence - Chapter 12 The Final Chapter!!!

Title: Dawn Of Influence Chapter 12 Title: Pack It Up Gang, The Mystery Is Solved Summary: Danny is in his senior year of high school. His life, even with his still secret half-ghost nonsense, has settled down to a new, but manageable normal. That is until one day he starts to notice something is off. He doesn’t feel right, so he tries to find out what’s going on. His ghost form is changing but he has no idea what it’s changing into or why. Characters: Danny Fenton, Sam Manson, Tucker Foley, Jazz Fenton, Clockwork, Pandora, Frostbite Total Word Count: 17,010 Trigger Warnings & relevant tags: Mystery, Horror, Body Horror, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Ghost King Danny Fenton

You can find my fic on ao3 and read chapter 12 down below the cut!

Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | Ch 5 | Ch 6 | Ch 7 | Ch 8 | Ch 9 | Ch 10 | Ch 11 | [you’re here]

“I don’t wanna be a mood ring!” he buried his face in his hands.

There was no way he wanted anyone else to know about this.

He had to keep it a secret.

“Please help me figure out how to make sure no one else can figure this out.”

“I’m not sure I know a good way to do that.”

“But you’re super smart! I’m sure you can think of something!”

“Thank you for the compliment, Phantom, but I think you’ll be fine.”

“How am I going to be fine? Everyone is going to know exactly what I’m thinking all the time!”

“They won’t know what you are thinking unless you tell them. They just might be able to figure out how you feel about things.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?”

“No.”

Danny flopped sideways, “This sucks. I’m never gonna be able to do anything ever.”

“I don’t think this is as bad as you think it is.”

“Easy for you to say.”

Pandora patted his shoulder, “Perhaps no one will notice.”

Danny just turned to look at her.

He highly doubted this was going to stay a secret for long. “I still don’t even get why this is happening.”

“What do you mean?”

Danny sat back up and looked at his hands, “Clockwork said each change was for a reason. He explained some of it and said you knew about my arms, but why would having everyone know my mood be a useful king thing? This feels so random unless I’m missing something still.”

“I might have an idea. More of a theory, but I think explaining what you came here for would help.”

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

Pandora smiled, “Excellent. Now I suppose I should see how much you know.”

Danny nodded and waited for her to begin.

“Do you know why I have four arms?” she asked.

Danny shook his head. He honestly hadn’t really thought about it before.

Was he supposed to know? Should he have been more curious about that?

“It’s alright, I was just checking. It has to do with where I’m from.”

“Where you’re from?”

“There is a story, you would call it a myth, that the first humans were all created with four arms, four legs, and two faces. The gods decided that they were too powerful and split them in two.”

“So you have four arms because you’re powerful?” Danny guessed.

“In a sense, yes. It also helps me with my task of guarding the box.”

“So I have more arms for, um, protecting the ghost zone?” That didn’t sound like the right answer, even as he said it.

“Not quite, but I’m sure it will help.”

Even without his skin turning green, Danny was sure he looked very confused.

“For you, the arms mean something different. They represent an aspect of how you view a ruler.”

“I gave me four arms?”

“Technically.”

“Why? How?”

“By being American.”

“What?!”

Pandora laughed, “Sorry, I had to.”

“Come on! Don’t tease me. Not now. You promised no more being vague.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry.” She took a second to compose herself and continued. “What I mean is that your idea of a ruler isn’t a King or a Queen. You have democracy. Which stems back to the Greeks.”

She took his lower hands in her own lower hands, “This is you reaching back in time to show you want things to be more fair and just, in the present and the future.”

“Is every ghost king such a mess of things?”

“Did you not see the last one? He had European plate armor, aspects of Norse mythology, and also a pharaoh’s beard. There’s a reason we had to use a sarcophagus. Not a coffin, not a mausoleum, no, a stupid sarcophagus.” The ends of Pandora’s firey hair flared with her outburst.

“Not a fan of his then?”

“No,” she said firmly but then relaxed. “Okay, he wasn’t always the worst. I had actually rooted for him at first.”

“What happened?”

“Honestly, I’m not sure. I had always assumed that he just went mad with power. That he had been an outsider for so long and decided to take revenge. But maybe it wasn’t that simple.”

“He was an outsider?”

“His name was Pariah for a reason, dear.”

Danny was quiet for a while as he thought. He knew what it was like to be an outcast. That was every day at school. That was the start of his ghostly life too.

And now he was king, or going to be anyway.

“What if being King makes me go bad?”

“Why would you go bad? You’ve been nothing but helpful. I don’t think you have a bad bone in your body.”

“That’s not true.” Danny wasn’t sure why he was saying this to her but he didn’t stop. “I can be bad. I try to be good and help whenever I can, but I know I can be bad. I’ve seen it.”

“What do you mean you’ve seen it?”

“I saw the future once. I lost everyone important to me and then I destroyed everything else. No one was safe. I was a monster.”

Pandora placed a hand on his shoulder, “I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“It’s okay.”

“Phantom,” Pandora said softly as she gently placed a finger under his chin so she could make him look at her. “It doesn't have to be.”

Oh, why did she have to say that?

His eyes watered before he could even fully process what she said.

He wasn’t sure who hugged who first but wasn’t sure it really mattered.

Despite both of them having two extra sets of arms the hug was as natural as any other he’d ever had before. They fit together like two funky little puzzle pieces.

Once he was calm again he was able to explain more about the future that never happened. The paradox he created and had to fight his way through.

How, after that, time travel wasn’t too bad.

“I’m not sure I like how comfortable you are with messing with the time stream.”

“I’m not messing with things.”

“You just said you went back in time to prevent your nemesis from getting power, and that resulted in you never being born.”

“Okay, but I did fix that.”

“This sure is going to be an interesting era.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“No,” she admitted hesitantly

“Doesn’t sound like a good thing,” Danny pressed.

“It's just interesting. Very interesting things ahead.”

“Well, I guess it’s good to know you aren’t completely horrified by me being in charge.”

Then it dawned on him that he was going to be in charge.

Of everything.

“Oh no, I’m going to be in charge.”

“See that’s why I’m not worried.”

Danny looked up at her in stressed confusion.

“If you weren’t also worried and stressed about this, it would be a bad sign. Can’t have another cocky arrogant ruler.”

“Happy to help,” Danny said as he slumped back onto the couch.

Pandora patted him on the head. “You’ll be fine.”

“Sure hope you’re right.”

“Just remember those close to you are in your corner. You have allies and friends. You aren’t doing this alone.”

Danny sat up and really thought about her words.

He wasn’t alone.

He had friends.

They would be there for him.

They could help.

He wasn’t alone.

Danny groaned in annoyance as a thought he couldn’t ignore popped into his head, “Man, I am really going to have to do well on my government final, aren’t I?”

“That sounds like a good idea.”

Danny sighed and decided maybe he should head back home now. He had a lot to tell his friends.

Ah geez, he also had a really big apology to give them too.

Maybe he could stay a few more minutes.

“Phantom, what are you thinking about?”

“Nothing.” Danny lied.

Pandora just raised an eyebrow at him.

Then he remembered.

“Stupid mood-changing skin.”

“Alright, out with it.”

“I don’t want to go back home just yet.”

“Why?”

“Uh, emotional outburst?”

“You can’t avoid them forever.”

“I know,” Danny whined, “but what about five more minutes?”

“Go home Phantom.”

“But,” Danny hesitated but then actually thought of a reason to stay, “You never said why the color changes were a good thing or whatever.”

“Phantom, we can talk later.”

“But if you don’t answer this it’s gonna bug me.”

“Fine.”

Danny happily sat on the couch and waited for the explanation. One that was hopefully long and needed many questions to be asked to fully understand it.

“Checks and balances.”

“What?”

“Now go home.”

“No! You can’t just say something vague and then not explain it!”

“Democracy needs checks and balances. Your mood being visible will help keep you in check.”

“But I keep doing things too fast for anyone to stop me. How is that helpful.”

“We’ll know there is a reason for your behavior. We might be able to help calm you before you get to a point where you react in a way you don’t want to. We can help explain to others that you may need space before you get completely overwhelmed.”

Danny couldn’t really argue with that.

It would be nice to have a buffer.

It was like when his friends were able to cover for him when he had to go deal with ghosts during school.

“Satisfied?” Pandora asked knowingly.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m going home now.”

“Good. Feel free to come back anytime.”

He waved goodbye as he started to float away but zipped back for another quick hug. “Thanks for explaining everything.”

Danny left Pandora and headed home, finally feeling that weight of uncertainty lift off of his shoulders.

Sure he still had to explain everything to his friends, but it wasn’t so scary now.

There were still a lot of things he didn’t know, but he knew he wasn’t alone. They would figure it out together.

#danny phantom #phan fic #invisobang 2023 #danny fenton #pandora #pandora (danny phantom)

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sixtysixproblems · 10 months ago

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You can find me on ao3 at Kalidescope_View!

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Everything: behold! my stuff

My fanart (yes, this is a pun on my username): the kalidescope view

My fics: my fic

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Random shit I talk about: sixes talks (unfortunately)

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Stuff related to my main fic aka That Fucking Disaster I Update Once A Blue Moon: fluorescent mistakes

Fandoms that may appear, including but not limited to:

Mostly star wars. It's gonna be 90% star wars. I don't know what else to say.

Baldur's Gate 3 also known as the bisexual panic game

Call of Duty. Send help. I thought the only plot to it was man shoots gun but aparently it's fruity men shoot gun.

MCU/Avengers Assemble/Spiderverse

Marble Sky

Owl House

Percy Jackson/Riordanverse in general

Mission Impossible apparently. That was not on my bingo card.

#my stuff

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dramamelon · 2 years ago

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Constructicon Week is here! @constructiconweek

I'll be posting them here as well as reblogging with an AO3 link because they're all short pieces. :)

What Once Was

Day 2: Long Haul | Formula Rating: T Tags: Minimal Editing, Canon Blender of IDW1 & IDW2, Snippets of Larger Story, Abandoned & Destroyed City, Haunted Houses, updated as necessary Fic Summary: In a moment of peace that was either the End of the War or a Temporary Truce (no one was quite sure where they stood yet), the Constructicons claimed the shattered remains of Crystal City as their own. So far, no one else had raised a fuss, leaving them free to rebuild as they wished. Chapter Summary: Bored out of his cranium, Long Haul jumped at a chance to get away from all the team brainiacs.

He might not have been a science guy, but even Long Haul was aware that things were best when done to a schedule. A formula, if one wanted to consider it such. He was a big fan of them, really. Schedules. Formulas. Whatever a mech wanted to call them. As much as he groused over not being a frontliner when the fighting was still going on, he still liked knowing rushing into anything half-cocked was bad. He was more than happy to leave doing something like that to those Stunticon sparklings.

While considering the perks of the formulaic approach to life, Long Haul came to the conclusion that maybe he thought this because he was surrounded by a bunch of nerds. Well, maybe not Bonecrusher, but certainly the rest of the gang. All he had to do was look around at the rest of the Constructicons as they went about their days with nothing more than the need to further their knowledge and skills. Much to his disgust, it was science this and science that, in utter smorgasbord of sciencey scrap that left him staring blankly when they attempted to explain any of it to him. Sure, as a Constructicon he understood more than the average mech, but that didn't mean he understood Mixmaster in the slightest when the guy got deep into his brain module and muttered aloud to himself. (Of course, Mixmaster had Bonecrusher more than willing to spend unending joors listening to him all moony-opticked. He didn't need Long Haul.)

He was just ready to get on to putting it all to work in building and creating already.

When the excited comm came in over the gestalt bond from the kid, Long Haul was more than willing to head over into the distant district of Crystal City Scavenger had wandered to. It would certainly break up his day a bit to get out and take his time finding his way over there. No one needed to know if he just happened to dawdle his way through town.

::Hey, Scrapper,:: he blasted over the shared frequency, ::I'll get over there and give Scav a hand—::

::Don't worry about it!:: Scavenger interrupted, sounding exactly like a sparkling with the new toy they'd asked for. ::I'm already on my way back. This is going to be the best surprise any of you have seen in I don't know how long!::

Long Haul frowned behind his mask, optics narrowing behind his visor, as well. He was not losing this chance to escape the doldrums of listening to the science nonsense the rest of the team got up to with all their peacetime freedom. Bonecrusher could sit and listen to it—at least from Mixmaster—all he wanted. Long Haul wasn't having it. ::Nah nah nah, that's not the way we're gonna do this,:: Long Haul replied before anyone else could jump on the bond. ::You are gonna tell me what direction you're coming from and I'll meet you somewhere in the middle.::

He was up and out of their bunker, transformed and rolling through the rubble, the moment Scavenger's answer came through. When Scrapper's incoming reprimand started to bubble on the far end, Long Haul slammed the bond shut, leaving open only the connection to Scavenger. Scrapper was free to yell at him when he and Scavenger got back.

#maccadam #constructicon week #constructicons #long haul #day 2: long haul | formula #💜🚧💚

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comicalcarnival · 1 year ago

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ignore that i am (checks date) a month late to the wip ask game. am i allowed to ask about the "idk what to call this but hayatos gonna be a bro" and "Daichi is horny but like. for science." fics?

Both of them are NSFW so i'm putting this under a cut. tldr; I have a lot of wip smut

I don't rlly post nsfw much anymore bc I had a bad experience a year or two ago involving someone who only wanted to beta for my NSFW. when they complained the X tag hadn't been updated in a whole ~week~, I mentioned I was writing out of passion and they shouldn't be complaining abt something they're getting for free. (its why HX was archive locked at first, I was testing the waters to see if they had an Ao3 account/if I would be good posting my nsfw under lock so they wouldn't see it & be weird abt it. they complained my bed sharing fic didn't end in 'a bucket of lube' and were gushing abt other nsfw fics in the gen chat of a family friendly server.) (also they might have been a minor? im not sure. either way. tangent. let me get to the real stuff ur asking abt.)

hayato's gonna be a bro is basically magic sex pollen? basically Daichi messes around with some ancient artifact from baraji and gets Mega Horny and hayato's a bro about it.

daichi is horny for science is the 'locked in a room and u gotta fuck to get out' trope, but with more him geeking out abt X's reproductive system. tldr i figure since Ultras evolved suddenly when the plasma spark happened, their whole biology changed so rapidly they could have evolved into a biological endpoint. Daichi's trying so hard to figure out how X works and X's is like "uuuuh Ultraman scientists are still trying to figure out how to have kids, actually!" its why there's been so few ultra children, a mix of the great war + most ultras conceiving while in a humanoid form. its p nonsensical honsetly (tho its a step above the egg fic LMFAO. that ones plot makes no sense tbh)

#comical asks #comical fanfic #sorry i kinda rambled a bit there #its a miracle my fics arent pure me rambling dumb shit #i miss writing i want to do it more #2023 has been a hot shitshow for me so far so maybe now that its slowing down i can hammer out HX 20 #and some new PC. i have Ideas.

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superfluouskeys · 2 years ago

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35, 57, 69 for the fic writer asks?

Thank you for indulging me!!!

35. What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?

This is hard to answer LOL, like almost every fic is special to me for some particular reason, and ya girl has been blasting the internet with her nonsense for a solid 20 years at this point. I always have a particular fondness for fics that were especially difficult for me to write for whatever reason, especially when I feel they turned out well, because it's so satisfying to be able to see the work I put in paying off. But then again I'm looking at my recent fics and I'm like "okay but the hawkeline one was easy to write and I really love it :( and [redacted--i promise it's NOT the prisoner LOL] took 10 yrs off my life and i hate it :("

But with that said the fic that came to mind was New Disaster (portal chell-focused chelldos fic) because it was hard to write in the sense that it's so self-contained within one character who canonically doesn't speak. It's hard to strike a balance between heavy introspection/character-focused pieces and actual story progression, which I think I did well in that fic. Not to say it's my favourite ever bc I think that would just be impossible to choose but I still feel a lot of fondness for it and it's not like super recent!

57. How conscious are you about including symbolism or foreshadowing in your fics?

Extremely conscious--it's almost always very intentional! Although don't go looking too hard or you'll just notice that I love to put a scene in the rain and you won't be able to unsee it.

69. What are your favorite fics at the moment?

Oh this is gonna be so bad I'm so sorry in advance. So I don't read very much fanfic anyway, and as I am currently in my first year of law school that pitiful number has been reduced to near-zero. Pretty much if I read something it's bc a friend wrote it/sent it to me or I stumbled upon it somewhere and immediately liked the writing style--like we're talking IMMEDIATELY like if you don't have me in the first sentence I literally have to go back to reading about the constitution or whatever.

The only time I usually search AO3 for stuff is when a particular pairing has made me insane and I want to see what's out there for it, and I'll just open a tab of anything that looks vaguely legible and go through mercilessly judging them on the first few sentences akjsndkjasdnad like I don't read tags at all and very often get absolutely BLINDSIDED by something I could have easily seen but that's part of the fun tbh.

So this has been awhile at this point but the most recent fic author whose style I was absolutely obsessed with is thepapernautilus/thenautilusknoweth--I stumbled onto her fics bc of wol/g'raha from ffxiv and her prose is just so evocative and gripping that by the time I realized what level of spicy fic I was reading I was too deep in and was just like welp whatever I'm along for the ride at this point LOL.

Another fic that never leaves my mind is April Come She Will by tetrahedron -- it's Hawke/Varric and Hawke/Fenris (set in da:i) and it's just......exquisite pain. I can only dream of writing angst so good. Altered something fundamental in my DNA.

And of course no such list would be complete without the incomparable menzosarres, known by many names, who totally 100% definitely doesn't write anymore and if I went looking for an anonymous fic that may or may not have been written by her as SOON as I had the relevant show knowledge to understand it well then that is a matter for history to decide.

Fanfiction Writing Asks

#like i'm sorry but it cannot be overstated #how BAD the tumblr text editor is?????????#wtf is all this??????????????#what are all these boxes why is the cursor jumping around what is this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#enough!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#exciting tag for writing things #exciting tag for answered asks

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jgnico · 1 year ago

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🌤

🌧 ANGST >:)

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These are all gonna be from different WIPs cause I have way too many lol. Also, sorry in advance for the long answers, I tried to include context for what's going on.

🌤️Share your favorite piece of dialogue from your WIP.

"That's why we'd all work on it, silly." Vash says, tone suddenly sober and serious, and Nick wonders if the four shots of tequila –bleh– that he downed at the beginning of the night were finally starting to wear off. "Oh, I know! I could ask Nai to help!"

On second thought, maybe they really, really weren't.

He opens his mouth to point out that Nai would probably rather get ran over by the ugly ass bus in front of them than help them repair it, but Millie cuts him off with an excited sound.

"I'm sure he'd love to help." She says with the confidence of someone that Nai didn't outright hate. So far only she and Vash had the privilege of being on that exclusive list, as far as he knew.

"You're right!"

"She's really not." Nick tells him. Someone has to be the voice of reason in their group, and Meryl – who normally took up that job – is currently nodding off against Millie's hip.

"What do you mean? Nai could never say no to me."

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"No."

Nai tries not to feel bad when Vash –who had stumbled out of his room like a zombie after sleeping half the day away and drug him up a hill to look at the broken down monstrosity currently in front of him– slumps dejectedly over his donut.

Unsurprisingly, it isn't that hard.

🌧️Share something angsty from your WIP.

The first thing he sees is the curse, an overgrown pelican with a few too many wings, and then a short distance away, a group of people that seem to be more interested in their surroundings than whatever Geto is saying to Yuuta. There's an arm draped over his student's shoulders and sickly-sweet nonsense rolling off his tongue and it's wrong. It's all wrong.

Because he looks healthier than Gojo remembers, color high in his cheeks and hair that's longer, shinier, no longer threatening to tangle and break after a few too many days without care.

You're beautiful, he had wanted to say so many times, back when he could have, but hadn't. It presses against his teeth now, sits on his tongue like syrup, like his residuals. Sweet in a way that isn't, that's disgustingly bitter underneath.

Instead, he says, "Now, now, don't be spouting crazy talk to my students."

He keeps his tone light, but Geto's cursed energy flinches, even as he turns to smile at him.

"Satoru!!" He calls back, like they're still teenagers. Like they haven't spent the last ten years separated by distance and grief and Geto's own decisions. It makes the part of him that never stopped loving him ache.

🌪️Sum up a WIP with a few fic tropes/Ao3 tags.

Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna/Uraume, Heian Era, Slow Burn, Angst, Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Canon Typical Violence, Getting Together, Major Character Death

#i picked the first one cause it makes me laugh every time i read it #also idk if the stsg one is considered angsty???#answers #crow with a book #ngl i'm almost completely convinced that I'm a bad writer but 🤷🏾🤷🏾🤷🏾

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admirableadmiranda · 3 years ago

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hiii sangsang! how are you? 💜💞 as a newbie to mdzs, my fandom experience has been so stressful considering the amount of toxic (not even productive) debate, fanon as canon and hate on the main couple esp LWJ. I'm trying to embody the whole ship butet ship, but it's irritating seeing the way people bring down LWJ. I think I'm gonna step back altogether, but I was wondering if you have any tips? I always end up sucked back in bc of fanart or a random fic. I don't know what to do

Hello anon! I am not doing my best today I’ll admit, I’m up about three hours later than I should be, but when I saw your ask arrive I couldn’t wait till morning to answer you.

I’m sorry your time in Modaozushi has been difficult. Unfortunately it’s a difficult fandom to be in for the reasons you name. Nonsense runs rampant and it’s hard to enjoy yourself when it feels like everywhere you turn you’re being bombarded with more of it. If you choose to leave and just enjoy the book as is, I won’t blame you.

But if you are wanting to try and stick it out, here are some tips I can offer.

A: Whenever you run into a take you hate, block the person immediately. If someone keeps reblogging it onto your dashboard, unfollow them. This is a pretty big active fandom, you don’t need all of that showing up constantly. The more people you have blocked, the easier it gets to manage. You can do a similar thing with Ao3. If I’m searching through posted fics (which is rare, but it happens), I have a bunch of tags I immediately filter out. I don’t need to see that and while not everything is tagged, having the most common fanon ones dealt with helps a lot.

B: I don’t go into the main tags. I have found my people I trust with good takes and two art blogs that don’t post so much fanon I can’t scroll past it with a weary smile and that’s enough. I don’t need to be in the center, I can be here in the corner with my anons and my bunnies and we’ll all have a good time.

C: if you’re wanting help finding more good fics in canon style, try @pocketfulofrecs the runners have been a little busy lately, but they have excellent taste and checking out the authors from their featured authors will definitely give you plenty of good fics to enjoy. In addition most of the people I reblog and rec are a wonderful beacon of sanity in this fandom, so if you want some warmer takes based off of MDZS, I highly recommend @rynne and @glitteringmoonlight or for amusing salt, excellent metas and fun things to know, @jiangwanyinscatmom (don’t be fooled by the username she’s a delight to know and the one good JC fan I’ve found in this fandom) @vrishchikawrites @whiteflowercrimsonparasol / @justdoityoufucker @karmiya / @fannish-karmiya @fondofeveryprickle @righteousinadversity and many others who are not coming to mind at this late hour, but you’ll see me interact with them regularly. While we don’t always agree on everything, we all respect and understand each other’s opinions and I am very happy to know them.

I hope this helps anon. And remember while this fandom may seem overwhelmed with bad takes, it is vast. There are many, many people in it. And I’m sure you can find your own little circle to have fun in.

And you are always welcome to stop by again! My inbox is always open.

#mdzs #asks #anon #anon asks #sometimes this fandom is difficult #but I will not give up on it as long as I am enjoying this book #sorry if I didn’t mention you dear friends #3am sangsang brain is not good at remembering things

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blarrghe · 3 years ago

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Fic Author Self-Rec

Was tagged by @noire-pandora @tea42 and @potatowitch thank you all very much! I'm tagging @transfenris-truther @fandomn00blr and @inquisitoracorn

Pick five of your own fics to recommend!

Doing this in most-to-least words order.

Matchsies

Word count: 278 357 Rating: E Summary: Taren Lavellan, tattoo artist, is too many months out of a bad relationship to still be this lonely, and his friends only want to help. They set him up on Matchsies, the casual dating app that mostly results in unsolicited dick pics, and he's all but lost hope when one night he makes an unexpected match. Hype: This is my longest completed fic. I'm very proud of it. A lot of worldbuilding and character backstory and just character brain exploration went into this. It probably contains some of my very best writing. I'm obsessed with the relationship drama and the modern-with-magic universe and the found family and every single character in it. I set out to write something silly (as I always do.. as will be shown...) and wound up pouring heart and soul into it. Idk. It's really long and not quite done, because there's a sequel of sorts to write, but have some hype from the comments that have really made all that writing worth it: "This story is sexy and fun and smart and raw. I really like it and I'm eager to see where everything goes. Your character writing is the kind of thing that makes AUs worth reading and I'm so impressed that you can retain the color and texture of their cultures and lives without keeping the set dressing. It's just super great." - @transfenris-truther this comment will live in my head forever. "This is a story about loss and trauma and insecurity and magic and the family you choose and the love you give and, most importantly, that despite how scary allowing yourself to be known and loved can be, you have, and always will be, deserving of that love." - writingismycoffee on AO3

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Twelve Nights

Word count: 120 091 Rating: M Summary: Modern au fic where BusinessMan McMoneybanks Dorian Pavus meets LocalArtist Outdoorsyguy Taren Lavellan whilst on a business trip to a Fancy Ski Resort In The Mountains with his Terrible Father, and learns the True Meaning of The Holidays (it's love). Hype: I wrote this to be "the gay halmark movie I deserve". Had the silly idea to take a hallmark movie plot and make it pavellan, then I obviously got my heart all caught up in it. It's got love at first sight, it's got found family dynamics, it's got cute gay ski dates and holiday magic and a happy ending. It's also got a blatantly anticapitalist subplot and at one point Taren Lavellan punches a cop. Truly, it is the gay hallmark movie we ALL deserve.

All Hail West Thedas

Word count: 13 148 (so far) Rating: M (so far...) Summary: Dorian Pavus has run away from home, from a life of misery, from some unspeakable incident with his father, from Tevinter, from himself. He has run out of money, too, and now he is stuck way out here away from things. But maybe it's not so bad. Ehsaan is sweet, The Iron Bull is kind in his own way, and they both say that he can stay as long as he likes. Hype: I am writing this with heavy collaboration from @gaysolavellan, who is incredible. It stars his Ehsaan Adaar, who is also incredible. It's all very silly again, with copious Mountain Goats references and a fun modern AU cowboy ranch setting, but the emotional journey is what it's all about... I'm really excited to be working on it and I think it's gonna turn out great (:

I Hate You (and your little cat, too)

Word Count: 3985 Rating: G Summary: Anders' cat has found its way to his downstairs neighbour's balcony. Fenris is Anders' downstairs neighbour and he is unimpressed (but the cat likes him). Hype: I was torn between recommending this one or Anders Has Several Problems (just gonna sneak that one in here...) because I have two fics in this very specific genre of "Fenders Fic Based On Shitpost Style Nonsense Starring Anders' Cat". This isn't based on a shitpost, it's based on real life. I wrote it after having to retrieve my cat from my downstairs neighbour after said cat had the door to the apartment closed on him and so jumped down onto the balcony below mine.

This one is actually pretty silly, but there are some beats of real heart there, and I like it a lot.

Anders, Attraction, and Other Things that Start with A

Word count: 559 Rating: G Summary: It's one really good fucking kiss. Hype: This is the first Fenders thing I ever wrote. It came to me in a feverish bolt of artistic drive from the gods or something. I didn't even like Fenders before I wrote this at 2am one day. It's inspired and poetic and it will make you like Fenders. Trust me.

#my fic #my writing #dragon age fanfic #fenders #pavellan #tag games

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lochrannn · 3 years ago

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Do you think that ao3 is the best platform for fanfiction writers or should there be some changes?

Hey OP, I’m gonna level with you, I was considering not answering this question at all because it feels a lot like I’m being dragged into disc horse that I have no real interest in participating in. But I’ll try and take this question at face value and in good faith and I’m genuinely sorry in advance if my tone drifts into the defensive.

My short answer is, hell yes!

For one, is there really any even comparable alternative? And secondly what changes should there even be made for authors specifically? I mean, I can store and sort my stories, people can indicate that they like them, write me comments. I can give information through tags that make them searchable for people looking for something like them. This is perfect! Would I love it if more people read my fics? Sure, but that’s not an Ao3 problem, that’s because I write for a small fandom ship in the absolute drought period between seasons. That’s on me. Ao3 is an archive, a library, it’s not their job to promote my stories. They make my stories just as accessible as other much worse and boring stories (in my personal, probably bad opinion) and they make my stories as accessible as much, MUCH better stories (in my personal, vey wise opinion). How people interact with the stories is entirely on fandom behaviour and how people find shit – whether through Ao3’s search functions or my own promotion on other platforms… tumblr for instance.

Now, I feel like, if this is about the Ao3 bad or Ao3 good conversation, the question should actually be, is it the best place for readers and should there be any changes made. And there I’d say, minor ones if any. This is always about the idea that Ao3 is somehow responsible for the content on their archive, and I wholeheartedly disagree. If they were a commercial operation (and please see this post about why they very much are not) I’d say they’d definitely be responsible for the content they make money off of, but they aren’t, so they’re not. Ao3 has an exceptional content filtering system, so though I’m sure there’s some heinous shit on there, because people are going to people, I’ve not actually come across anything, cause I can easily avoid it by not going looking for it. But what I find distasteful, the next person might find some artistic merit in or any kind of personal entertainment, and honestly, vice versa. And if a fic becomes big that’s usually because it gets attention elsewhere and then, I think, the discussion about it should happen on that platform, too (mind, I do believe people should feel free to go into the comments of a fic to tell the author off if they think they’ve done something really bad, while hopefully not being a total arsehole about it. But honestly, why bother engaging with something you find upsetting? Close that tab and use the tags to find the type of coffee shop AU that’s more to your taste). But I don’t believe that by content being available on Ao3, the people who run it endorse it or promote it. It’s just being stored there and it’s up to individual users how they want to interact with it.

And ultimately on what basis would anyone make a decision of what content is acceptable and what content isn’t? We’re all watching the internet being sanitised beyond recognition and functionality due to advertiser pressure and we’re rightfully appalled at nonsense like female presenting nipples. I’d much rather have a website where, if you are so inclined and go looking for it, you can find someone's FICTIONAL WRITING about incest and rape than the entire internet being rid of love and sex and queer stories and people boning aliens or sentient werewolves, and I just genuinely don’t see how we are ever going to get rid of one (though I’m not even sure we should) and hold on to the other. We can only ever learn to engage with this stuff responsibly and critically, or individually chose not to engage with it at all (which Ao3 makes very possible), but that’s not going to happen by simply making it all go away for everybody.

If there was one change I could suggest, it would simply be to make it easier to block authors whose stuff you just don’t want to see anymore (there is a script/site skin you can run, but you need to know it exists and it’s a tiny bit involved, you can find the info in this post. I've used it, it works). Like, if there’s an author who continuously tags stuff as your ship, for instance, and it’s just so they can brutally murder one of the love interests, then I think it’s understandable you don’t want to see them anymore (yes, this is why I went and found the script to block an author, and yes, I also understand how this is an incredibly minor complaint, compared to, say, legitimate complaints of perpetual racism in fic – and here I don’t mean discussions of racism or depictions of racism, cause that is my understanding for why the tag exists, so people can avoid that if they don’t want to read it, but rather conscious or unconscious racist attitudes within the writing).

So once more, wholeheartedly, thank fuck for Ao3 for protecting and storing transformative works and for not making it their job to be the arbiters of what is morally acceptable fiction. I hope that answers your question, OP.

#turns out i do have some feelings on this #but i don't have more than the ones i just expressed so i also have no interest in more of a discussion #i've seen all the arguments #this has been going on for years #i've come to my own conclusions

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dollypopup · 8 months ago

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I'm responding to this because I'm assuming that it's in response to my own post a few days ago, and if that's an unjustified assumption to make, please feel free to correct me! But I definitely wrote about how much I do not want a Debling storyline where she even considers him as an option and I'm not into vagueposting, so. . .here I am? And not to argue! But really to have a discussion. Because I think a big problem in this fandom (among. . .many, MANY things) is that we don't talk to one another. Even though I definitely don't think Penelope is the worst, I AM vehemently against the whole 'oh, she's gonna debate between Colin and Debling' nonsense. For a lot of reasons, honestly.

The main one? The fandom.

I absolutely agree with your first point, that if someone hates Colin so much that they want Penelope to move onto someone else or beg on his hands and knees for forgiveness, they aren't really polin fans.

But herein lies the problem: it's the grand majority of the fandom.

The whole "“Colin can’t see what’s in front of him and he insulted her in front of his peers!! GROVEL; I hope Pen moves onto Debling!!!” has been cosigned by SO MUCH of this fandom, that it is genuinely baffling it hasn't been called out more strongly. But it won't be, because honestly, the lion's share of this fandom believes that and wants that. I'm glad you don't let it take up too much real estate in your mind! But the reality is. . .it takes up a LOT of real estate in this community. Especially when you compare.

Let's just talk numbers. Polin tag on AO3. There are currently 18 Penelope/Debling fics under that tag. Of them? 2 are Debling HEA. That's not so big just there, but. . .

then you have the Penelope/Dankworth fics. 11 of those.

Michael/Penelope? 38. 8 HEA.

Benedict/Penelope? 41. HEAs? 14

Anthony/Penelope? 35. 16 HEA.

Penelope/OC? 42. HEAs? 7.

So, just from this alone, we're looking 47 fics where Penelope ends up with someone else in Polin's tag.

But when it comes to Colin? Him and Marina? 66 fics. HEAs?

Zero.

There is one Colin/OC fic where it's an HEA, and one where he ends up with Phillip.

That's it.

When it comes to this pairing, there is a very large discrepancy as to the dynamic. 185 stories (and I stress, IN THE POLIN TAG), a third of them where she ends up with someone else. and the rest of them specifically made to have Colin be jealous or feel inadequate or because they want him to regret not jumping on Pen fast enough or as a catalyst for realizing he likes her. But all of Colin and Marina's fics? Specifically made with her as a villain, or to highlight how stupid Colin is, or how he made a bad choice. Many of them are. . .really blatantly racist. Users can make posts about how gleeful they are about wanting Marina to die, and hoping for gruesome, cruel deaths.

Has this trend received pushback? Not in the least. In fact, these writers and users are popular as ever.

So, whilst the fandom is gleefully clapping about making Colin miserable seeing Penelope with anyone else (specifically as a punishment to him), the writing of her entertaining Debling in any kind of meaningful way will just exacerbate it. And frankly? As a Polin shipper? I'm just. . .sick of it.

Yes, Penelope has a lot of right to try to move on. In fact, I think that's important! Yes! She should go to the balls! Yes! She should dance! Yes! She should think about her options!

But no, she ultimately shouldn't have any real depth or connection with these men. Not because I lack empathy, but because I have too much of it.

Because I've been here.

The reality is, Penelope is playing a game she really doesn't want to. None of the women do. And sure, if Debling possibly proposes, she'd definitely be logical to wonder if it's her only proposal.

But a proposal? Is not her only option. In fact, for many women, a proposal is a trap. She doesn't know Debling!!! She knows more than anyone else that these men? They LIE. That you don't know who someone else is in these circumstances until you marry them, and by then? It's too late. Yes, it's realistic for her to consider it.

But I still want her to say no. I don't even want it to be a particularly difficult decision. I want her to realize that it isn't her only way out. And frankly? I want her to realize it WITHOUT Colin. I fell in love with a Penelope who was content with who she was WITHOUT male validation. I know she's 19 and that's a hard lesson to learn, but. . .I mean, really, the woman has a job. She has an income. She doesn't HAVE to jump on the first person who proposes. And speaking as someone who went with whoever because they paid me attention, like. . .it sucks, in the end. And she'd have no way out. In season 3, she's looking for attention and validation from others, and I want her to, instead, seek that validation from HERSELF. And THEN I want her and Colin to fuck nasty. I want Debling to be a no because he's not a hell yes. I want Debling to be a 'he's a stranger and I don't trust him'. I want Debling to be a 'he's. . .fine. but I deserve more than FINE'.

I want Debling to, ultimately, not exist. But I ESPECIALLY don't want him to be a real option.

Because he isn't. Penelope's story isn't about insta-love. I don't want it to be. He's there for her development just like everything else in the season is for her development. Because Penelope already has so many character arcs. She has SO MUCH external and internal conflicts to lead to her character development. Lady Whistledown, Eloise, Colin, her family, Debling.

But what does Colin have? Not only is he overlooked in the fandom, but he's overlooked in the writing. Sure, Penelope's heart is fragile. . .but so is Colin's? We never talk about how much pain and hurt it would cause to know that the one person he thought listened to him decided he wasn't worth dirt because he said he wouldn't court her. That she ghosted him for months. Colin is alone, too. Colin is unheard, too. If Penelope is right to wonder about Colin's intentions and genuine feelings about her because of what he said, why would Colin not question her in return? This is the second woman he's had feelings for who has lied to him. How can he trust her?

We don't want to explore that. We think that's unfair. Penelope deserves all the options. And as someone who has been there, yeah, I understand you don't just become confident one day- but you also can't do it based on how other people perceive you. I think that doesn't do her any favors. But it's what the fandom wants. And that's what I think the Debling storyline, ultimately, is about. Or the desire people have for it. About someone seeing her and immediately being smitten with her and Penelope finding validation through it.

Idk, I think that's a cheap way to grow as a character. I've been there. It doesn't work.

Plus. . .ultimately. . .I don't WANT to see Penelope have fond feelings for someone else!!! I ship Polin!!! I want to see THEIR feelings! I don't *care* how unrealistic or realistic it is!!! I don't want to see it! Because I am tuning in for MY couple. I know they'll be HEA, I KNOW! But even still? The criticism people had from S2? About how the love triangle went too far and too long? Yeah, that's valid. And I don't want to see Penelope get fluttery for some dude who isn't Colin. I just don't. That's my personal preference, but that's just how I feel about it.

Because it ISN'T a parallel to the Marina situation!!! It isn't at ALL. And I KNOW it's just a plot device, but I don't WANT THAT PLOT DEVICE. I don't. And people HATED Marina for being anything close to that plot device. Hated her. Ten ways to Sunday and to the point where we bullied Ruby Barker about it. It was AWFUL. It was cruel.

I want to know how you see it, but right now, it seems to me that it's shaping up to be that Penelope is going on a journey, and Colin is coming for the ride.

Penelope's story features conflicts and growth OUTSIDE of him. She already had these conflicts pre-established. Eloise and Lady Whistledown are the biggest ones, the Queen, her friendship with Gen. But Colin's story? Colin's story IS Penelope. And that's not satisfying to me. Colin is living a romance. Penelope is living a life. It's an unfair narrative. The story is suffering BECAUSE everything is all about Pen. It leaves Colin underdeveloped and it leaves the fandom a hostile place for anyone who likes him and wants to see him fully fleshed out. I LIKE PEN!!! I empathize with her! I don't agree with all her actions, but I ship this couple! I pour into it! But I also like Colin! I like Colin SO MUCH!!! And he gets so little.

And it frustrates me that we are more willing to give a random original character the benefit of the doubt than we are COLIN, half our ship! Why can't a VERY SMALL minority of Colin fans complain about the unfairness of it all? Like, we're so unheard and so uncared for in this fandom, but we are HERE!!!!

We are unwelcome. We FEEL unwelcome. And all of our concerns are waved away. How many 'can't wait to see him beg and grovel and suffer' posts have we lived through? How many other characters, his BROTHERS have been vehicles for that? With NO GROWTH for Colin except to make Penelope his entire life?

Like. . .please, please understand that I DO have empathy for these characters. But it feels like almost no one has empathy for Colin whilst all of it is for Penelope. There is a discrepancy in this fandom, and it's glaringly obvious. The Polin tag in AO3 has Colin Bridgerton Being an Idiot (360 fics) and Jealous Colin Bridgerton (302 fics) in the TOP TEN TAGS!!! They are 7 and 8 respectively. They come BEFORE him being a wife guy. People use Marina as a TRIGGER WARNING. She is never there in a story as a way to punish Penelope, to make her want to be brave, to pursue Colin because she doesn't want to lose him. But every story, EVERY STORY with Penelope paired with anyone else is there specifically so she can feel loved and cared for and for Colin to feel like he's the Worst. Do we have a 'Penelope Featherington being an idiot' tag? 'Jealous Penelope Featherington'? No! And I don't *want one*.

Idk, it just hurts tbh when people compare the calls for wanting Colin to have more screentime and be taken seriously as a character and be considering in the narrative and not have to compete with some random OC who was literally just made up for Penelope's development to be put on the same level as the constant 'Ugh what a moron, Penelope deserves better, can't wait to see him grovel!' train. I don't find it equitable. They are both messes, but no one cares for Colin's mess. No one has empathy for his mess. And when they do, people don't want to hear it. They don't care. I don't like pitting these characters against one another, if anything, I find it detrimental to this ship but like. . .damn, when people talk about the two 'camps' in Polin, one is ENORMOUS and the other is barely anything to write home about. Polin fans who love Colin and empathize with him the most are a MINUTIA of this fanbase, and 9 times out of 10, we love Pen. We just get sick and tired of her being the only story worth focusing on in this fandom. But Polin fans who love Penelope and sympathize with her the most? They don't love Colin. They think he's stupid. They think other characters should step in and make him upset. They think he should be jealous and insecure. (Ignoring the fact that. . .canonically, PENELOPE is the jealous party. and it's a crappy feeling to wish that on HER, too!!) They make his entire story about falling in love with Penelope. And none of that suffering is meant to have him grow as a person.

He has no narrative. He is not ALLOWED to have a narrative.

If Debling pursues Penelope and she accepts, it's proof that she deserves good things and she's beautiful and lovely and our darling girl and why wouldn't he, she's the best!

But when Marina pursued Colin and he accepted, it was proof that he was a moron and easily manipulated and the ONLY reason she would want him is because he's a malleable little himbo.

Yes, Colin and Penelope would hate the fandom for slandering the other.

But when it comes down to the nitty gritty of it? Penelope would hate it most.

Listen, Polin has been my Roman Empire for months now, but this fandom is WILDIN’.

Chunks of this fandom who claim to be Polin fans seem to hate either Colin or Penelope and I’m just like… why are you here, then, if you refuse to empathize or even TRY to understand either critical half of the pairing?

“Colin can’t see what’s in front of him and he insulted her in front of his peers!! GROVEL; I hope Pen moves onto Debling!!!”

First of all, you’re not a Polin fan if you hate Colin so much you want her to move on to someone else. Second of all: yeah, no. Yes,Colin put his foot in his mouth, arguably in a big way because of status, but plenty of people in real life have experienced saying something that came off poorly to a group of people. Everything we know about Colin’s character tells us he is going to feel horrible about it; he’ll apologize, MEAN IT, and she’ll forgive him. She has her own apologies to make.

Believe it or, it is NORMAL for people to grow into romantic feelings slowly. Stop punishing Colin for discovering who he is by experiencing his own character arc with his own mistakes. He’s allowed to have flaws; he’s allowed to work through his insecurities!

Tbh, most of the criticisms I see of Colin are pretty surface-level and petty, so I don’t give them much real estate in my brain because they’re just… bad, lol.

On the flip side -

“Penelope feels entitled to Colin’s feelings; she’s selfish and the fucking worst!!”

S3 Penelope: *overhears Colin say he would never court her; BELIEVES him - decides she’s going to stop wasting her time, move on, and look for a serious suitor and marriage prospect a) as is expected of her in this era and b) so that she has security, especially considering her family’s dire financial straits.*

“Oh my GOD, this is so anti-Polin, how could she POSSIBLY even THINK about accepting a proposal from anyone but Colin?! GTFO”

SIGH, 1) we have NO IDEA how this plot line is going to pan out: Lord Debling may or may not be serious about her, we don’t know what that even looks like, or for how long. The show synopsis historically likes to play with the fandom expectations a lot. He may possibly propose… and if he does, it would clearly exist as a sort of parallel to S1…. but 2) GOD FORBID Penelope entertain the idea, despite very real fears and evidence that would lead her thinking it would likely be her ONLY proposal… or that even if Colin proposed post heavy-petting session, how on EARTH could she think that he would be doing it out of honor-bound obligation and not love. 🙄 Her potentially considering a proposal isn’t anti-Polin; it’s a realistic response and consideration to two (and likely an additional half) seasons worth of external and internal stressors that are tying into her character development.

Penelope’s heart is fragile for a multitude of reasons due to her home life, her prior experiences with Colin and Eloise AND the rest of the ton - it’s incredibly frustrating for people to ignore why she would potentially not believe Colin even if he DID confess / give her a marriage proposal, just like it’s frustrating when people don’t try to understand why Colin might struggle with his own feelings.

Some of y’all really don’t understand people like Penelope who have been told their entire lives that they are not enough, are terrified of putting themselves out there by being emotionally vulnerable and potentially rejected for the fundamental aspects of who they are… even though some of y’all claim to identify with Colin when he has his OWN STRUGGLES WITH SOME OF THESE SAME FEARS. And it’s almost worse because Pen is painfully SHY: You don’t just magically become confident one day because you decided to be; it is a constant battle against negativity that eventually becomes heavily internalized… it takes years of work unlearn those thought patterns, especially when you’re surrounded by people insulting and rejecting your to your face (her family) or behind your back (the way the ton talks about her family… it’s likely Pen heard gossip about herself, whether individually or as an extension of her family PLENTY)… with an added dose of also being ignored when not actively insulted.

It would not shock me at ALL if Penelope genuinely considers a Debling proposal. All of Colin’s actions in S1 and S2 have ultimately taught her that he is never going to return her feelings; she is likely going to be pretty oblivious to his own romantic realizations this season because why would she look for or entertain those hopes again? Some of y’all complain that she is selfish about Colin’s romantic feelings (which lol, I disagree strongly, but sure hypothetically, I’ll allow it) … so then when she tries to move on by listening to him and his actions she’s suddenly… punishing him and undeserving of him?? When she would have every reason to be skeptical of these feelings coming from seemingly nowhere when he starts of the season trying to find her a husband? NAH fam, she’s doing what anyone with any sense of emotional self-preservation would do: move on and try to be content, even if she knows she’ll always love Colin in her heart.

AND even if Penelope develops potentially fond feelings for Debling… do you really think it’s unrealistic for a 19 year old young woman who has done nothing but pine over a man who is oblivious to it (or worse, finds a romantic relationship with you laughable… in her eyes), who has not had ANYONE be romantically interested her… to maybe get a little fluttery around someone who is reasonably nice looking and shows her genuine interest right off the bat? Spoiler Alert: that is probably exactly what would happen because it’s a heady feeling!!!

This entire plotline is either a parallel to the Marina situation, or a reference to the book line that basically has Colin going “Oh shit, what if I had never realized Pen is the love of my life?? What if someone else had seen how amazing she was and snatched her up??” - Maybe it’s even both! Deep breath: it’s a just plot device for Polin to realize they’re made for each other.

Colin and Pen are going to be on their own journeys this season that fly in the face of what the other is going through. Colin is grappling with newfound romantic feelings for Penelope (while likely struggling to trust them because he thought he loved Marina but lol no he didn’t, so how is he supposed to know???) while also battling against former (and potentially current) impulsive actions… and Penelope is fighting for her LIFE trying to bury her feelings and move on because she’s trying to protect her heart because Colin literally said out loud he’d never want her AND she’s likely thinking of her security. They are both grappling with internal conflicts that oppose the other and THAT is what is going to make the tension and development so good… and that’s without even addressing all the LW stuff that needs to get worked through!

I need y’all to flex that empathy muscle a little and realize that this isn’t about fucking fan-service, or you projecting your own experiences onto these characters (or even the weird self-insert “I am/want to be this character” or “I want to fuck this character”) - you can relate to these characters but ultimately it’s about the STORY - it’s about exploring these characters realistically in how they would react to their own traumas and lived experiences, and how what they think they want/need comes into conflicts with their counterparts.

This is a romantic DRAMA, and these characters are going to have their ups and downs… and it’s a Shondaland drama for better or worse, so you KNOW it’s going to get messy (good lord just look at S2 and how far that “love” triangle went… I’m hopeful for the new show runner because she’s a fan).

Polin will be canon because they unreservedly CHOOSE the other and it will be glorious, so everybody chill the fuck out and stop shitting on my imperfect, emotionally fragile yet beautifully relatable, evolving lovers. They are the BEST fucking ship, but most of this fandom doesn’t deserve them tbh. They’re both messes in their own ways, and honestly? If they were real, neither Colin nor Penelope would tolerate this slander y’all are throwing at the other.

LEAVE COLIN AND PENELOPE ALONE AND LET THEM MUDDLE THEIR WAY TO TRUE LOVE. 🤬

#sorry this post got very long #idk i consider fandom the life of a piece after it airs #i know polin is endgame but like. . .it just sucks being in a community that claims to ship your ship and then doesn't #it sucks to be in a ship and see everyone be so welcoming to shipping half of it with someone else #ANYONE ELSE #to the point where a random male oc is already getting HEA fics IN OUR TAG with Penelope #so no i don't want a debling storyline #and i never will

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echoghost1 · 1 year ago

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InvisoBang 2023 - Dawn Of Influence - Chapter 4

Title: Dawn Of Influence Chapter 4 Title: How to tell your friends you’re a mutant Summary: Danny is in his senior year of high school. His life, even with his still secret half-ghost nonsense, has settled down to a new, but manageable normal. That is until one day he starts to notice something is off. He doesn’t feel right, so he tries to find out what’s going on. His ghost form is changing but he has no idea what it’s changing into or why. Characters: Danny Fenton, Sam Manson, Tucker Foley, Jazz Fenton, Clockwork, Pandora, Frostbite Total Word Count: 17,010 Trigger Warnings & relevant tags: Mystery, Horror, Body Horror, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Ghost King Danny Fenton

You can find my fic on ao3 and read chapter 4 down below the cut!

Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | [you’re here] | Ch 5 | Ch 6 | Ch 7 | Ch 8 | Ch 9 | Ch 10 | Ch 11 | Ch 12

Danny sat on the edge of his bed and stared ahead.

He was vaguely aware that his friends were in the room.

He knew he should tell them but he wasn’t saying anything.

He didn't know how.

How do you tell your best friends that you are turning into even more of a monster? He didn’t even know why it was happening.

"Danny?" Tucker said.

Danny just grunted in response.

"Are you," Tucker started but then hesitated. He took a breath and then finished his question. "Dying?"

"What? No!"

"Oh good," Tucker said with the most relief-filled sigh Danny had ever heard.

Sam also relaxed in her seat but then popped up and started pacing. "Then why are you so zoned out?! We were freaking out over here!"

"Sorry," Danny said as he slouched more in embarrassment.

Tucker moved to sit closer to Danny, "You gonna tell us the reason for the thousand-yard stare?"

Danny fidgeted in his seat. He really didn’t mean to make them so worried but he was trying so hard not to freak out.

“I don’t really know if this is better or worse than what you were thinking.” he started. “It’s still bad though.”

“Are you sick?” Tucker asked.

“I don’t think so. But that’s part of the problem.”

“What do you mean?” Sam stopped her pacing to ask.

“Frostbite was able to tell me what was happening, but he couldn’t tell me why.”

“Is that why you’re freaked?”

“I mean yeah! Wouldn’t you be?” Danny replied, “Things are happening and no one knows why.”

“What’s happening, Danny,” Sam asked.

Danny sighed and relented to just saying it, “My ghost form is changing.”

"Changing?" His friends asked in unison.

"Yeah," Danny said simply. "It probably wouldn't even be that bad if it was just a couple of things but it’s a whole bunch all at once." He just stared at the floor, he couldn’t find it in himself to meet their eyes. "I don't want any of it."

“Would it be easier to show us?” Tucker offered.

Danny glanced over at Tucker and then at Sam. He supposed that would be easier than talking.

He shifted into his ghost form and ignored the fact that everything hurt just a little bit more now.

Tucker hummed to himself in thought, “I’m not seeing anything different.”

“Not everything is visible yet.”

He looked over to Sam and realized she was just staring at him. She wasn’t even blinking.

“Sam?” He asked cautiously.

Then he started to worry that she must have seen his fangs. She saw them and it freaked her out. He finally was too weird and freakish and soon Tucker was going to see and then he was going to freak too.

Oh no, he was scaring his friends.

He didn’t want to be a scary monster with no friends.

Great now his eyes were starting to water.

“Dude, are you okay?”

“Hurts,” was all Danny could choke out without completely losing his composure.

“Then shift back!” Tucker shouted.

Danny was more than happy to shift back, even if it wasn’t that much pain, it wasn’t no pain either. Plus Tucker’s shout seemed to knock Sam out of her stupor as well.

He felt like he should apologize but he also wasn’t sure how. Or to who he should be apologizing to. Sam, for freaking her out, or to Tucker, for lying.

“Sorry,” he mumbled to the floor.

“Why are you apologizing?” Tucker asked, sounding genuinely confused.

“I don’t know. I feel like I keep messing up.” Danny admitted.

“Bro, I’m sorry for suggesting you show us. I forgot that you said your ghost form was hurting more.”

“It’s okay. It’s not that bad.”

“You sure?” Tucker asked.

“I was just thinking while being uncomfortable,” Danny said, hoping that would be enough of an answer.

“Are you thinking we won’t like you anymore if you look different?” Sam said, hitting the nail right on the head.

His shoulders sagged. How was she able to see through him so easily?

“Danny, we’ve been through this.” Sam said with a sigh, “We didn’t ditch you when you got your powers and we certainly didn’t ditch you when things got tough. Why would we go now?”

Danny opened his mouth to respond but he didn’t actually have an answer for that. There were definitely plenty of times they could have left.

“I guess I just got worried when you were staring and not saying anything.”

“I wasn’t staring,” Sam denied while pointedly looking away.

“You were awfully quiet.” Tucker added while he looked her over, “Why were you staring?”

“I wasn’t staring!” She denied it again, her voice starting to go up in pitch. “We were all looking at Danny to see what was different and you were looking and I was looking and we were both looking and you didn’t see it and I have no idea how you missed it you are sitting right next to him and his mouth is right there and I saw and I looked and I saw it and I was looking, just looking not staring.”

Danny blinked and turned to Tucker. He had no idea why Sam was rambling like that.

Tucker on the other hand apparently knew something because he had the most mischievous grin on his face.

“Shut up!” Sam yelled at Tucker despite him not saying a word.

Of course that led to him grinning even more.

“Shut! Your! Hole!” Her face was so red.

Danny looked between Tucker and Sam and felt even more lost than before.

Tucker turned back to Danny, and when he noticed how confused he was, he asked, “Want a hint?”

Danny nodded.

“Don’t you dare!” Sam said before tackling Tucker to the ground.

The pair rolled around as Tucker tried to escape and Sam tried to silence him.

Eventually, Tucker was able to get out a single word.

“Vampires.”

Danny felt his cheeks get warm.

She wasn’t freaking out because she was scared.

She was into it.

“Oh.”

Maybe this wasn’t all bad after all.

Now that Danny knew what was going on the pair stopped squabbling on the floor and looked up at him.

“Do you wanna know what else is happening?” he asked tentatively.

They both nodded.

He took a breath and he told them.

#danny phantom #phan fic #invisobang 2023 #danny fenton #sam manson #tucker foley #edit: omg how did I not notice I didn't actually put the chapter here OTL

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here4theheartbreak · 3 years ago

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Warm Beach Afternoons (ksj + jjk)

AO3 Link Here!

Relationships: Jungkook x Seokjin Genre: smut, PWP Rating: Explicit Word Count: ~2.6k

Tags: smut, PWP, cockwarming, dirty talk, watersports, oral sex, Omorashi, rough oral, semi-public blowjobs, coming untouched, deepthroating

Summary: It's far too hot for any sort of nonsense, Jin thinks. Jungkook has other ideas.

A/N: Second Kinktober fic, day 4: cockwarming. This fic was inspired by this lovely piece of artwork.

The sun was boiling hot. Too hot to reasonably be outside, Jin figured. And he was determined to take every opportunity to bitch about it to anyone that would listen. The rest of the group ignored him, as they always did – disrespectful kids, he did something wrong raising them. The makeup noonas only laughed and offered him ice packs or cold water.

And of course, there was Jungkook – in a league of his own, set out to torture Jin at every turn. Jungkook heard Jin was overheating, and his priority became laying on the elder, leaping on him, hugging him, or otherwise smothering him, at every turn.

Not that Jin really minded. For as much as he’d complain about Jungkook, that young man had his heart locked away in that beautiful bunny smile. They hadn’t mean to get so involved. Jungkook was the baby of the group, he was the elder. He knew he should be taking care of Jungkook – and that didn’t mean stealing kisses from his perfect mouth or routinely railing him into the bed. But despite knowing he shouldn’t, Jin couldn’t help it. He’d found himself falling hard and fast for the golden child. The other members knew, but opted to look the other way; so long as they didn’t get themselves outed in some horrible way, it didn’t bother them.

Most of the time, they were careful. Jungkook was clingy with everyone, so nobody thought twice when he’d leap into Jin’s arms, or chose to crawl into his bed while on a trip somewhere. Even the fans thought it was oh so sweet and brotherly. Of course, there were whispers, usually from international fans, about what if, maybe they are – but nobody gave them much thought. It was harmless.

What wasn’t harmless was the current situation. Jin was trying his best to remain cool as they shot the last few photos from his group shot with Jungkook and Yoongi. However, every time the cameras paused – and a few times when they weren’t, Jin found himself with a very large, heavy, and hot Jungkook leaning on him.

He pushed his arms off for the fifth time in fifteen minutes, whining. “It’s too hot,”

“It’s not that bad,” Jungkook complained. He back hugged Jin once more, blowing cool air on the back of his neck. Jin gritted his teeth, hating how nice it felt.

“Just a few more in the lifeguard seat,” the cameraman said, clearly mistaking Jin’s expression for annoyance. “Then you three can relax. We’ll shoot a little further down with the other four.”

“Sounds good,” Yoongi said. “That spot of shade is calling my name.”

Jin chuckled. “Agreed. You go first,” he offered, motioning his head to the lifeguard stand a few feet away. Yoongi headed for it, crawling into it and settling in for the photos. Jungkook went next, and Jin took a moment to shake the fabric from his skin, sticky with his sweat – and Jungkook’s.

Jin climbed into the stand last, working with the photographer to take the photos he needed to take. When the man finished, Jin slumped down in the chair, closing his eyes and letting the sun beat down over his skin.

“Gonna get a sunburn,” Jungkook scolded. Jin opened his eyes, looking down. Jungkook was climbing up the lifeguard stand, effectively pinning him there.

“Then let me get down, I’ll join Yoongi in the shade.”

“Nope,” Jungkook leaned forward, going nearly nose to nose with Jin. Jin pulled his head back, glancing over to make sure they were alone.

“Jungkook,” he warned.

“I’m horny,” Jungkook said softly.

Jin’s eyes widened. “When did you become so damn brazen.”

“We’ve been so busy working on the photoshoots for the single… You haven’t let me touch you in days.” Jungkook leaned on the stand, forcing Jin to open his legs or have his knees crushed by Jungkook’s weight. Jungkook slid his palms up Jin’s bare legs, squeezing his thighs under his shorts. “I miss you.”

“I’m sorry,” Jin whispered, relaxing a little at Jungkook’s firm, steady touches. His eyes fluttered shut. “We’ll play together tonight, okay?”

“What about right now?” Jungkook offered. Jin felt him shift and opened his eyes, surprised to see Jungkook climbing down. His hopes for freedom and relaxation were dashed, however, when Jungkook stopped a few feet lower, his torso still against Jin’s legs. He palmed Jin’s cock through his shorts, meeting his gaze. “We have time.”

“We don’t,” Jin argued, gasping a little when Jungkook squeezed.

“We can make time. I can hurry.”

“It’s far too hot for this,” Jin complained even as Jungkook pulled his cock from his swim trunks.

“Drink some water then.”

Jin swore softly, chuckling. “Also, we’re gonna get caught.”

“Doing what?” Jungkook asked, his eyes wide and innocent. “I’m just playing with my hyung on the lifeguard tower,” he leaned forward, sliding Jin’s half hard cock into his mouth.

Jin jerked forward, grabbing Jungkook’s back. Jungkook took him the rest of the way in his mouth, reaching up to grab Jin’s back. He knew, from where the rest of the crew was, it did probably look like they were just wrestling.

The only problem was that Jungkook wasn’t even sucking. No, he was holding Jin’s cock in his perfect mouth, only moving his tongue every now and again. Even as Jin swelled to full hardness, Jungkook remained still. Jin pinched his side.

“Come on, hurry up and make me come,” he hissed, watching the others frolic down the beach.

Jungkook pulled his mouth off Jin’s cock with an obscene pop, his lips wet. “Come? I’m not blowing you.”

“Then what’s your face doing on my crotch?”

Jungkook smirked. “I thought your cock was cold. I’m warming it for you. I can’t make you come, we’re in public.”

Jin gritted his teeth. Jungkook grinned and slid his mouth back over Jin’s cock, nuzzling down as far as he could.

“You’re such a fucking tease,” Jin hissed. “I’m pounding your ass tonight for this.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes up. He pressed his tongue up, applying pressure to Jin’s cock. At the same time, he let his teeth graze dangerously over the sensitive shaft, and Jin’s eyes rolled back.

“Be careful,” he growled. Jungkook moved his teeth back, his lips curving into a smirk around Jin’s cock. The little shit knew exactly what he was doing.

No matter how Jin tried to move, to stimulate any part of his cock, Jungkook remained still, entirely relaxed. It wasn’t as if they were atop a lifeguard stand with their entire group and about twenty crew members a few hundred feet away.

Jin was in agony. This was worse than edging; he was sweating, turned on, and desperate. Yet, the lack of stimulation - and ever constant stimulation - of Jungkook’s mouth had his cock in a state of half hard, half soft. Jungkook’s mouth was warm and wet and comfortable…

Jin hissed. “Let me go,” he panted. “JK, I gotta piss.” He pushed at Jungkook.

Jungkook looked up at him. He winked. Instead of moving, he closed his lips more firmly around Jin’s cock and shifted. One hand slid down, and he pressed hard on Jin’s lower belly, not breaking eye contact with Jin. Jin’s throat closed when he realized what Jungkook was getting at.

“N— Here?” Jin panted. He and Jungkook had played with piss a little, but never in public. Not that he was opposed… Frankly the idea had his heart racing. He looked back down the way at their group and then to Jungkook. “You sure?”

Jungkook’s nostrils flared. He nodded as well as he could, shifting just a little. He buried his fingers in Jungkook’s shaggy purple hair, leaning forward just a bit. A few drops came first, and the thought of them landing on Jungkook’s tongue nearly made him moan. He closed his eyes, focusing on the warm, wet, tight feeling of Jungkook’s mouth. He willed his bladder to release, pushing away thoughts of arousal flooding in.

There it was. A spurt of piss first, and then a gush. And there, a full, steady stream. He could hear Jungkook gulping rapidly, and feel the warm piss filling his mouth. It was pooling around the base of his cock as Jungkook struggled to swallow it down. The amount of water he’d drunk throughout the day was coming in handy, he realized. He looked down, meeting Jungkook’s gaze.

He was tearing up, his nostrils flaring as he breathed between gulps of Jin’s release.

“Cockwarmer, huh?” Jin whispered. “Looks like what I actually have here is a nice, portable urinal, isn’t that right?”

Jungkook’s eyelids fluttered shut. Jin laughed softly, stroking his cheek. “Almost done, baby. Keep swallowing for me… Fuck, Jungkook. Drink it all.”

Jungkook gave a full body shudder, his fingers tightening on Jin’s lower back.

Jin pulled his cock back slowly as his stream ended, letting Jungkook swallow the last bit of piss. He opened his mouth when he was done, showing Jin his proof.

“Good boy,” Jin murmured. He tried to tuck himself away but Jungkook made a noise of annoyance.

“I was a good cockwarmer and urinal,” he whined. “Don’t I get a treat?”

Jin glanced at the others. “They’re about done.”

“And you’re hard already and always come fast after you piss. I can do it.” Jungkook smirked. “Wanna know something that’ll speed things along?”

Jin raised an eyebrow. Jungkook shifted, standing up a little higher on the ladder of the stand. Jin could see the front of his shorts, tented from his own erection. Jungkook pulled Jin’s cock free and kissed the tip and looked up at Jin. “Slide your hand in the front of my shorts.”

Jin shifted, sliding his hand down gently, past Jungkook’s tight stomach, the tie of his trunks, the soft, curly mat of his pubic hair…

“Oh...” Jin breathed, his cock throbbing. “Is that…”

Jungkook grinned. “I came in my trunks while you were pissing in my mouth.”

Jin moaned softly. He ran his hand over Jungkook’s cock, feeling the slick squish of his come, clinging to his skin and hair.

Jungkook sank down on his cock, his shoulders heaving a little when the tip bumped his throat. He began to suck and swallow, barely moving his head. Jin grunted behind closed lips, playing with Jungkook’s come covered cock. It was a secret between them, this kink. If it was a kink. An association, really.

The night that Jin took Jungkook’s virginity, they began with foreplay. Which turned into Jungkook sucking Jin’s cock; not a bad arrangement if Jin could say so himself. Jungkook had been in his jockey shorts at that point. And, in his ever so eager way, ended up coming prematurely, spilling his release in his shorts. Though he’d been embarrassed, Jin had never been more turned on in his life. He’d come so hard he saw spots just from Jungkook’s mouth on his cock, and his hand down the from of his come filled shorts. From that point on, Jungkook filling his underwear with a surprise load of come was the quickest way to get Jin to orgasm; and Jungkook was good at it. Jin was starting to wonder if the guy could come on command with how easily he came in his shorts during foreplay, even after all these years. It wasn’t that he was always premature; having sex, Jungkook could go for hours sometimes. But if the mood struck… It happened.

Jin whined softly. Jungkook was mouthing along his cock perfectly. “So dirty, JK,” he teased. “Filled your trunks with all this come… And not even being touched. You squirted while your hyung was making you drink his piss. So, so dirty.”

Jungkook pulled off Jin’s cock with a wet pop. He began to stroke him in short, fast strokes. “Can’t help it,” he panted. “I just love your cock… Being your cockwarmer made my dick so hard. I was wishing you could just lay me in the sand and ruin my asshole, right there… And then you started pissing, I couldn’t help but get so much hotter. It tasted so good and it makes my belly feel full and warm, I just had to let a load go.”

Jin shuddered, his orgasm nearing. He pulled his hand free and licked the come from it, earning a happy little gasp and sigh from Jungkook.

“Well, I’ll need to punish you tonight,” Jin murmured.

“What will you do?”

“I think I’ll need to pound your ass… Make you scream loud enough all our members hear.”

Jungkook’s eyes rolled back. He nodded quickly.

“And maybe after,” Jin muttered, “I’ll leave another round of piss in there, make you plug it up and hold it until your stomach hurts.”

Jungkook whined and nodded again. “Please, hyung…”

“We’ll see,” Jin murmured. “Swallow it again, I’m close.”

He pushed Jungkook’s head down, sighing happily when Jungkook took his cock to the root. A few quick bobs of his head and a few swipes of Jungkook’s expert tongue, and Jin was coming, spilling hot ropes of come into his soft mouth.

Jin felt his entire body relax, the tension draining out of him with each spurt. “Perfect,” he sighed.

Jungkook pulled off him with a pop and tucked him away. “They’re coming,” he whispered.

Jin straightened up and grabbed Jungkook, shifting their posture to look like they were wrestling on the seat as the others neared.

“You’re going to fall,” Namjoon called as he approached.

“He’s trying to smother me,” Jin complained. Jungkook popped his head up, shaking it to try and fix his hair.

“I’m just making sure you’re cozy, the breeze from the water might be cold.”

“Troublemaker,” Jin grumbled. Jungkook laughed and crawled down the ladder. Jin glanced down, relieved to see his crotch was not showing any bulges or wet spots. The makeup girl rushed up, fixing his hair without question; she was used to fixing mistakes from their wrestling on shoots. Jin crawled down as well, watching Jungkook from afar. He wondered what she’d say if she knew that mess of Jungkook’s pretty hair was from Jin’s hands, pulling and tugging. Or the slightly smeared lip color was because his lips were around Jin’s cock… She wouldn’t be happy, that’s for sure.

Jungkook glanced over, meeting Jin’s gaze and offering a sweet smile as she fixed his makeup. The photographer was talking about the last few group shots, but Jin could barely pay attention. One word he heard for sure though, was water.

“We get to play in it?” Jin asked, perking up immediately.

The photographer thought for a moment and nodded. “Sure, I think that would be cute photos perhaps. But we’ll do that last, so if you guys get your outfits wet, it won’t be a big deal.” Jin nodded. He leaned over a little, allowing the makeup girl to fix his hair and face when she came at him.

They set to work after, finishing up the beach shoots and heading to the ocean. Jin tried not to keep staring at Jungkook, but it was impossible. He did, however, try not to notice (at least visibly) when Jungkook made sure to go at least waist deep into the water, inconspicuously shifting to make sure his trunks were well soaked in the crotch area.

As the shoot wrapped up and they dried off and changed back into their normal clothing. And, of course, as was the pattern, Jungkook took that opportunity to drape himself over Jin, warming every inch of his body that he could reach. But Jin didn’t complain this time. This time he leaned into it, savoring Jungkook’s embrace. Pesky or not – Jungkook was his happiness, and he’d never trade a second of time with him for anything else in the world.

#thebtswritersclub #networkbangtan #bangtanarmynet #jinkook #seokjin x jungkook #jungkook x seokjin #kim seokjin #jeon jungkook #jin x jungkook #jungkook x jin #mywriting

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misslilli · 3 years ago

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Felix Felicis

MSR. AU. PG-13. | tagging @today-in-fic | AO3

Chapter 10 - XOXO, Gossip Girl

[ DS ]

“Man, I thought our staff meeting was never going to end, I was boored out of my mind while Principal Skinner droned oon and oooon about the importance of having the kid’s desks and chairs at the perfect heights!” Sarah pours herself another glass and passes the bottle to Holly, who agrees wholeheartedly.

“I know, how long can a freaking staff meeting take, everyone’s life flashed before my eyes, I thought I was gonna die in that meeting!” I grab the bottle from Holly and refill my glass.

“Yeah, when he started going over the fire hazards, that haven’t changed in the four year’s we’ve been teaching there, mind you, I was about ready to strangle him with my lanyard!”

“It wasn’t that bad guys, you’re being dramatic. I think he made some interesting points in his speech about classroom safety – seems like you’re going to need it with yours, S!” Alex, always the voice of reason, hands out seconds of our clam chowder.

“I know”, Sarah replies, “The first year’s always a clumsy bunch. On Wednesday one of mine, Felix, he managed to skin both his knees and his hands pretty badly. Poor kid, had to be picked up by his dad!”. Suddenly, the bowl of soup in front of me seems like the most interesting thing in the world and I push bits of clam around with my spoon quietly.

Sarah continues with her story: “He’s a cute kid though, very bright and I can tell he’s good with observing other people, judging their emotions, you know? And get this, I get such a kick out of this: His name’s Felix, yeah? and his dad’s name is Fox. Fox and Felix, how cute is that? I love it! And hoo boy, his dad is. A fox, I mean. He’s devastatingly handsome and so charming!”

Holly whistles through her teeth. “Oooh an interesting turn of events, so much better than complaining about the staff meeting!” At the mention of Felix’s dad, a blush creeps onto my cheeks and I continue to silently stare into my soup. Sarah’s right, of course, and my arm tingles again as I remember the encounter. The elephant on my chest is making an encore performance as well.

“You do realize that that’s a pretty inappropriate topic of conversation we’re having, right?”. Alex gives Sarah and Holly her patented raised-eyebrows, no-nonsense look, which makes Holly giggle.

“Great job at sucking out the fun of a conversation, Alexandra!” Meanwhile, I’m tracing figure-eight swirls into my chowder with my spoon, still not contributing to the conversation, praying to God they won’t notice.

“Of course, he’s off-limits to me as one of my student’s dad but I’m sure he’ll be a hit with the moms, single or not.” Holly goes along with her around a spoonful of soup.

“That’s for sure, I’d be surprised if they haven’t roped him into helping out with every. single. function they have planned this year!” Grinning, she turns her attention to me. “Hey Silent Bob, you’ve been awfully quiet over there, what gives?”

‘Oh shit.’

“You’ve met him D, when he came to pick up his son, haven’t you? Back me up over here!”

“Uh huh…yea…” I mumble into my soup, trying my hardest to hide my flaming cheeks.

Holly frowns at me, cocking her head to her side. Sarah shoots the others a confused look. I swallow thickly around a clam, my throat so tight I can feel it pass all the way down to my stomach.

Alex covers my clammy hand with hers. “Are you alright, D?” I can’t even recognize my own voice when I squeak out a high-pitched “Ya, sure…” and a nervous laugh escapes my lips. I feel pathetic.

Sarah’s eyes widen and she gasps, realization dawning: “YOU LIKE HIM!” I want to dig myself a hole right then and there and crawl into it to die. Damn my Irish complexion for betraying me in a moment of need.

I raise my eyes from my soup and look around at their faces. Sarah’s still in shock and stares at me, Holly is wearing an huge grin of unadulterated glee and Alex just looks at me over her glass with a thoughtful expression on her face, waiting for me to continue. “Yeah, maybe I do…” I sigh miserably and shrug my shoulders, swirling the wine around in my glass.

Holly claps her hands together excitedly, startling the rest of us. “Oh Lordy this is gooood stuff, a budding romance graces the sorrow halls of Plymouth Elementary!”. I frown at her exuberance and Sarah wakes from her stupor.

“I know right? Finally, someone to charm that little rainbow skirt right off of D and I think he’d be the perfect candidate to do just that! His little mini-me is already permanently attached to your side at recess, I saw!” The mention of Felix makes me slide down in my chair just a little bit more and I look down into my bowl, embarrassed.

Alex sets down her glass slowly. “Why the long face, D?”

“Well… you do know that this child must have a mother around, as well, don’t you?” I whisper into my spoonful of soup.

Alex nods solemnly but Sarah pipes up immediately: “I think I can help with that. I only ever saw his dad pick him up, except for today, when his mother did. So like the Curious George that I am, I went to admin and looked at his file – I know, I know, I’m too nosey for my own good – his dad is listed as a sole custodial parent.” She looks pleased with herself. A little glimmer of hope settles in the pit of my stomach at her words, he’s a single parent!

“Still, from what I hear from S, the little guy is already pretty attached to you and he’d be caught right in the line of fire when things go south. He’s already been through a divorce, girls.” At Alex’s words, the little glimmer dies an untimely death.

“A, nothing has started yet and you’re already talking about things going south, you’re ruining all the romance!”

As always, Sarah agrees with Holly. “You’re always so unromantic, Alexandra, let her live a little, she deserves whatever it is that’s about to start!”

They’re trying to get a raise out of Alex, but I’m willing to bet that she won’t budge on this. “It’s not about that and you know it. I wish D all the happiness in the world but there’s a kid here, a kid who’s already been through so much and more importantly, who is already somewhat attached. Think about him for a second before you start up anything.” Before the others can start their counter-argument, I interject.

“Guys! Stop! She’s right! Nothing is ever going to start. Besides Felix, you know how small our town is! People talk. And that talk might very well cost me my reputation andmy job!” It’s a pretty lame excuse, but I can’t tell them that I’m completely overwhelmed by my feelings and the whole situation. Overwhelmed and terrified.

Sarah refills our glasses with the rest of the wine. “Are you kidding me, D? You finally stumble across a guy you like and you’re going to pine for him from afar because you’re afraid the town folk are going to dust off the torches and pitchforks?”

I shift in my seat, uncomfortable. “Can we talk about something else? Please?”

“Que será, será, chicas.,” Holly sings under her breath.

Whatever will be, will be.

#xf #the x files #xf fanfic #msr #felix felicis

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