#though I'll see about it I'll see how the au will go

[inktopuck]

juno | quinn hughes social media au (pt. 6)

pt.5

yournamehughes

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yournamehughes one of me is cute but two though...

_quinnhughes i want more of you

jackhughes dumbass she's quoting a song

_quinnhughes i said what i said

_thombordeleau milf

l_hughes06 quinn just growled

_thombordeleau ohhhh sexy

l_hughes06 okay so which one of then do you want bro

_thombordelau b o a f, BOAF

l_hughes06 yeah forget i asked

trevorzegras she's so tiny she reminds me of cole

colecaufield maybe in another universe 😔

_quinnhughes absolutely not

jackhughes are y'all home i've been ringing the doorbell for ages i want to see my belly girl

l_hughes06 she's MY belly girl

yournamehughes if only you guys were this excited about changing her diaper

jackhughes we're only here for the cute parts, bro i'm not wiping anyone else's ass but my own

_quinnhughes

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_quinnhughes heart grew three sizes

jackhughes aw the grinch won't steal christmas anymore

l_hughes06 posting a picture of pda? i don't know who you are anymore

yournamehughes daddy ❤️

trevorzegras oh yes.. daddy ❤️

colecaufield daddy ❤️

bradytkachuk daddy ❤️

joshnorris10 daddy ❤️

bboeser daddy ❤️

yournamehughes i hate you all

elblue06 i am so proud of you and the man you've become 🥰

yournamehughes

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yournamehughes in our own little love bubble

colecaufield zooweeeeee mammaaaa 🔥

l_hughes06 dude not my sister

yournamehughes aw lukey you called me your sister

l_hughes06 you've earned it

jackhughes oh my god stop kissing ass

elblue06 you kids need to go out more! i'll take baby bell!

_quinnhughes forever sounds pretty sweet if you ask me

l_hughes06

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l_hughes06 belly time!

jackhughes THIS is who you let babysit???? @yournamehughes @_quinnhughes

yournamehughes he knows how to change diapers

_quinnhughes he's also a very good lullaby singer

bradytkachuk i love that she's throwing deuces already

yournamehughes that's on jack.

dylanduke25 sing to me paolo!

l_hughes06 i only sing for my girl

dylanduke25 i remember when i was your girl....

adamfantilli i remember when i was your world 😔

markestapa oh god not this again

lukeypookie feeling very breedable tonight

[hwaslayer]

wildfire (cs) | 6.5

—spotify playlist | series masterlist

—summary: assistant professor in bioengineering, incredibly attractive, lonely and divorced; that’s how most people describe san. but despite the events that have happened in his life, san has a lot going for himself. he’s a successful, sought out professor due to his brilliant contributions to science at just an early age of 32. he worked hard to get where he was now; head deep into his research, his publications, building his lab and creating a name for himself. everything was good and smooth sailing— until it wasn’t. because when he meets you, a bioengineering grad student interested in rotating in his lab, he finds himself ready to risk all the blood, sweat and tears he put in throughout the years just to keep you close— his need for you spiraling out of control like a wildfire.

—pairing: asst. professor!choi san x grad student!f. reader

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers to lovers, grad school au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 1.6k

—chapter content/warnings: cussing/mature language, alcohol consumption and slight intoxication, hints of a rocky relationship, i'm trying not to put any hard timestamps to anything cause i didn't flush it out like that lolol but also trying to give you a sense of a timeline! i sawrrrry!!

⇢ POSTDOC | YR 2

San adores Iseul.

And everyone knows it.

But, he looks at her like she's all he knows. Like she's a constellation of tiny details he continuously wants to memorize, like his favorite song, like she's the sunrise and sunset, the ocean, the greenest of grass. 

Bluest of skies.

He sees everything about her; everything in a sense that he's seen who she was, seeing her for who she is now, seeing her for what she'll become.

She's all he knows.

Yunho saw all of it when San first introduced him to her. He saw it all from a simple look in his eyes, down to the way he stayed close to her side.

Hand tightly laced in hers.

The way his dimples never stopped poking out.

She was special to him and Yunho was happy about it. He deserved to be happy, and quite frankly, he could see why San was constantly falling for Iseul. She was beauty and brains, kind and outgoing; all things Yunho admired about her, and then some.

He sees it.

"Where's San?" Yunho checks his watch as he leans back against the stone divider with Iseul in front of him. Tonight was a friend's birthday, a good, mutual friend between the three. He had requested to meet at the bar— a bar with games and karaoke, muted music videos playing through a projector even though there's different music blasting throughout the place.

"Not sure. I texted him but he didn't respond." 

"Maybe he'll turn the corner and surprise us." Iseul laughs at him, waiting for San to pick up the call. The original plan was for them to meet up at Yunho's and head to the bar together. But, tonight, it seemed like the plan was out the door.

"Hey, where are you at?" Iseul slightly whines over the phone, causing San's heart to break.

"I'm sorry babe, I'll be a bit late. I gotta finish imaging. Wasn't too pleased with the data I just got."

"Really?" 

"Yeah, I'm sorry baby."

"That's fine." Pause. "Yunho and I are gonna head over first then, if you're okay with that."

"That's fine, I'll see you guys there. Soon, okay?"

"Don't be too late."

"I won't. Promise." San hangs up the phone and slides it in his pocket, returning the attention to the monitor in front of him. Iseul looks defeated and it makes the smile on Yunho's face drop. He's not exactly sure when he started caring about Iseul in a certain way. He obviously started to care about her as a friend when they met years ago and got close. Things didn't feel so blurred and different back then. They'd all hang out and do things together no matter how simple it was— going grocery shopping together, movies, Yunho and San walking around aimlessly while waiting for Iseul to get her nails done. They moved as a unit.

But now, he's concerned about making her happy and he's not sure when he got to this point.

Maybe when San started focusing too much on his work? Maybe when he'd see Iseul pout and her eyes turn a little more blue and grey? 

He's torn about it because San is his bestfriend and he knows he doesn't mean any harm. He would never intentionally hurt Iseul, but he's passionate about what he does— so much that he can lose sight of the people around him. Iseul and Yunho were equally as busy, but they knew when to turn the switch off and give themselves balance. San, though— not so much. But, he would never hurt a soul. San is like that. He is quiet, he is hardworking, he is a go-getter. He is kind, he is true and he is genuine.

Iseul is looking at Yunho now and she's forcing a smile.

"He's held up in lab, but he said he'll meet us. Let's go?" He nods, but grabs her wrist just as she's about to turn on her heel and walk towards Yunho's car.

"Hey. He'll be there soon, okay?" She quietly nods. It's a very small nod, though. He barely catches it.

"Yeah, I know." He gives her one last reassuring smile before walking alongside of her to the car, popping her door open before getting into the driver's seat.

There's tension in the car.

It's subtle, but it's there.

Yunho isn't sure when it got like this. He's always used to talking to San and Iseul about everything and anything, but she's holding back tonight. Perhaps, she's just missing San.

"Did RJ tell you he was bringing the kraken?" Iseul furrows her brows at Yunho in confusion.

"Is this an inside joke for something or..?" Yunho laughs and shakes his head.

"No, no. It's rum. I forgot where he got it from but he said he really wanted us to try it."

"Oh, so he's trying to get fucked up." Iseul chuckles. "I'd like to see San like that. He needs to let loose. I feel like he hasn't had fun in a long time." She lets out a small sigh, shifting her attention out the window.

"I agree." There's a small silence. "But, he's coming tonight and he'll probably relax a bit." 

"Mm. I don't know, Yu. We haven't genuinely enjoyed things like this together in awhile."

"Let's not worry about it too much, hm?" He hums, playfully ruffling her hair when he stops at a light. It's a very lighthearted move, something he's always done in the past. Tonight, it feels different, something small but soothes the ache and fulfills the craving Iseul has.

The rest of the ride is fairly the same, typical. Yunho and Iseul talk about how their own postdoc work before talking about upcoming plans. They all plan to head to a conference soon, making a week-and-a-half long trip out of it in Southern California. 

Iseul hopes it'll be fun and exciting, nothing too stressful or work-related. She misses having fun with San.

When they get to the bar, all of their friends are already there, holed up in the large karaoke room upstairs and surrounded by finger foods and all sorts of alcohol. Iseul and Yunho shuffle along to take shots [mainly Iseul], catching up with the group in between singing, playing games outside in the main room and dancing.

"Where's San?"

"He's gonna be late." Iseul rolls her eyes drunkly. "Holed up in the lab per usual."

"Yo, is your man married to you or his work? I swear he never misses a beat in there." RJ, another mutual friend, jokes around. Iseul laughs it off but honestly, the jokes are getting old and she's over it. She takes one more shot that probably does it for her tonight, close to an hour into the party.

No San.

"Let's go dance!" Iseul says, grabbing Yunho's wrist. A few other heads follow suit, the group taking up a small space on the dance floor. Iseul is drunk, but she is happy to be around Yunho because he entertains her. He plays along, he dances along. Subtle touches on the hip, grazing her hand. Sometimes, his look lingers for a little too long. Sometimes, her face is a little too close to his.

Yunho didn't have his bestfriend and Iseul didn't have her man like they used to. They eventually found comfort in being together most of the time, comfort in each other.

Like tonight.

"Shit, finally dude! Took you so fucking long!" San laughs at RJ, who is already drunk as hell. He points to the dance floor before making a drinking motion with his hand. "They're over there, but you gotta catch up."

"I'm driving." San brushes him off with a smile before heading over to his lady and Yunho. As he approaches them, he finds Iseul and Yunho deep in conversation. She's leaning towards his ear while he's listening intently. She playfully swats him, hand landing on his chest that San can see the rock on her hand gleaming from miles away. It's ironic, but he'll shake it off because even though his thoughts can race for 100mph, he'll forcibly settle it so he can enjoy his night with people he loves.

Not sit here overthinking every action between his bestfriend and wife, especially when they've always had a good relationship.

Why the fuck would he? They'd never do that to him.

Never.

"San!" The group exclaims. Iseul quickly shifts her attention to San and gives him a tiny smile as she brushes off of Yunho— eyes hazy, cheeks a rose tint from the alcohol in her system.

"Hey." He greets the rest of the group before extending his hand out to his wife. "Hey baby." He pulls her in for a hug before placing a kiss to the side of her head.

"You finally came." She says by his ear. She pulls back and looks him in the eye. He can see the hint of disappointment, sadness. It's not the first time he's came late, and it's not the first time her and Yunho have had to take a head start.

"I'm here." Is all he says while lifting her chin up gently. She purses her lips together before letting out a soft breath.

"Yeah." She pulls away and brushes past him. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom." She stops making eye contact with him and walks off, leaving San to watch her until she makes it into the bathroom.

"Gotta stay outta that cave, my guy." Yunho says, dapping him up and pulling him in for a hug. He isn't really maintaining eye contact with San either and things just feel kinda awkward for no reason. "Let's go get you a drink." He walks off, leading the way to the bar. 

He doesn’t get it.

But, he knows they’d never do that to him.

Never.

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[yeyinde]

oh my god, i was just rewatching mandela catalogue when i remembered you were into horror. and adding to my brainrot, i just had the biggest (worst?) idea shoot straight into my head, and i thought:

what if— doppleganger/skinwalker au! for the 141?

a mix of horror and just that feeling of are you truly who you say you are? or is it just another trick in your mind when he touches you oh so carefully, saying sweet nothings but the look in his eyes says otherwise?

goddddd i love analog horror! i haven't seen the Mandela Catalogue, but i'm huge fan of LOCAL58 and Midwest Angelica so i'll def add it to my list!

i really love this idea!!! i could do something similar to the concept art for Toothsayer by Tanya Tagaq—a walrus with a brain floating above it's head, attached by these tentacle-things. you're the only one who can see it, though. this mass clinging to them like a leech. but then the thing— the brain, the mass—opens its eyes and stares at you.

but i've also been kinda wrapped up in the winter soldier au, so maybe a doppelganger version of that would be fun!

like, maybe they go missing in the mountains and you mourn them, visit their empty graves. but on the anniversary of their disappearance, you visit the mountain they went missing on, staying in a hunter's pass/cabin.

the forest is strange. it makes you uncomfortable. you close the curtains over the windows and pretend it's just to keep the chill from getting in, and not the prickle on the nape of your neck that sometimes rears when you know you're being stared at. odd things. unexplainable things, but you make excuses for them, anyway.

until there's a sound in the dead of night. a familiar smell on your pillow. you call out into the dark, but nothing answers you back. just the muted rustle of bushes in the opposite direction of the wind. another excuse: elk. moose. bear. you close the door but it has your voice now.

(you try not think about that. why did you think about that? the thought is foreign and wrong in your head, and you can't deny that it doesn't sound like your own. it chisels in like a pickaxe, something else whispering into the hole—)

there's a knock on the door next. something says not to answer it. leave it. hide. run—

you move to the sound like a moth to a flame, and pretend there's surprise when you see that it's him.

he doesn't speak for a long time, just stands there and stares. but when he finally does, you wish he hadn't because what he says is this:

"did you miss me?"

but it comes out like a cartoonish ransom note. cut up words from a magazine glued down on the page. strung together in sequence but they don't belong. something is missing.

did you. miss me. it's said in three different tones. terror. fear. anger. a recording spliced together.

and that—

that scares you to your core. chills you to the bone.

but it's him.

and when he says let me in—firmer this time, sounding more like himself now (excuses, excuses—he was missing for so long; he's thirsty, he needs to something to drink—)— you step to the side and let it (him him him) pass.

he's back, after all. he finally came home. grief and shock and the cold are all just getting to you. you just need to lay down, he wants you to lay down with him. tugs you toward the bedroom on fawnlegs, stumbling around the room like he forgot how to walk. come, he says. sleep, sleep—

everything will be fine in the morning.

(just ignore the way he walks. talks. and how he stares at you sometimes with a naked, primal hunger on his face like he's trying, with all his might, not to tear you apart—)

[arc-misadventures]

So with the rebirth au, has jaune left for uncle Roman’s yet? And if so is he being molested affectionately attacked by neo?

The Separation

The land whizzed by as the train sped across the tracks along their way to, Vale. Jaune's mind wandered as he watched this scene sped past him.

Jaune felt empty, like half of him was gone. His sister, and him had been for the first time in their lives been truly separated. They had been separated before, but they were often within walking distance of one another. They were joined at the hips, never apart.

But now, they were half way across the world from each other.

Jaune was going south to, Vale, and Jeanne was traveling north to, Atlas. Jaune was all on his own. Least, Jeanne had their new half-sister going along with her. This as a good thing in his opinion. Winter seemed to bound rather well with, Jeanne, if a familial bond between, Winter Schnee, and the Arc family were to be born, It would happen through his sister.

But, now, Jaune was all alone.

He hadn't felt all alone like this before since his time in the, Ever After. It wasn't nearly as bad of an experience; being lost in, Vaccuo in your underwear with nothing by a used toothbrush would still be a better experience than being stuck in the, Ever After.

He did have his giant jackalope though.

Jaune sighed as he trip came to a conclusion as the train entered the train station, and came to a screeching halt.

Jaune grabbed his equipment from the shelf, and made his way out of the train, and train station. He pulled out his scroll as he followed the map to some bar found in the downtown of, Vale.

Jaune kept to himself as he walked the busy streets of, Vale as he made the way to, Junior's Bar. If he wasn't mistake, that was the name of the bar, Yang trashed in a brawl. It made, Jaune wondered if he would stay here long enough to see her again.

That was a possible problem of, Future Jaune. Right now, Present Jaune had to deal with a bouncer.

~~~

Jaune: Okay... I know I look too young to go into a bar.

Bouncer: Which you are.

Jaune: Which I am! But, I am not here for a drink. I am here to see, Roman Torchwick.

Bouncer: Never heard of 'em.

Jaune looked at him before pointing at a wanted poster of the man right next to him.

Bouncer: ...

Jaune: ...

Bouncer: I choose not to acknowledge that photos existence...

Jaune: ...

Jaune: I can respect that.

Bouncer: Thank you.

Jaune: Can I come in now?

Bouncer: No.

Jaune: Can I come in please?

Bouncer: No.

Jaune: How about now?

Bouncer: No.

Jaune: Would you let me in>

Bouncer: No.

Jaune: Would you let me in if I give you your wallet back?

Bouncer: No.

Jaune: Then I'll keep it for myself them! Mr...?! Your first name is Stancy?

Bouncer: ...

Jaune: Stancey Lugency Percanttcy...

Stancey: ...

Jaune: ...

Stancey: My Dada hated me...

Jaune: I can see... that...

Stancey: ...

Jaune: Ever thought about you changing your name to something like... 'Stan Luji Percant?

Stancey: ...

Stancey: How do you spell that?

Jaune: S-T-A-N.

Stancey: Yeah...

Jaune: L-U-J-I.

Stancey: Uh-huw...

Jaune: P-E-R-C-A-N-T.

Stancey: Got it, Stam Luji Percant. I like that a lot, thanks kid.

Jaune: You're welcome! Can I come in now... Stan?

Stancey: ...

Stan: Come on in little man.

Jaune: Yay! Thanks, Stan!

Stan: ...

Stan: Sniff!

Stan: This is the best day of my life!

~~~

Jaune: Okay... Where is the bar man...? Ahh... there he is.

Jaune spotted the man at the bar, and made his way over to him, and grabbed a seat at the bar, and waited for the bartender to wait on him.

: Hey, what can I... The hell?! What the hell are you doing in here kid?!

Jaune: Hello... You're, Junior, Junior Xiong right?

Junior: That's me...

Jaune: Good, I'm here looking for guy...

Junior: A kid snuck into a bar looking for someone? That's pretty ballsey of ya kid.

Jaune: I didn't sneak in, the bouncer let me in.

Junior: Stancey let you in, why the hell would he do that?!

Jaune: His name is not, Stancey anymore. It's Stan, Stan Luji Percant.

Junior: ...

Junior: Stan Luji Percant...?

Jaune: That's what I said.

Junior: Stan Luji Percant... I like that!

Jaune: Thank you, I came up with it.

Junior: I can see why he let you in. So, kid, who are you looking for?

Jaune: I'm looking for my uncle. His name is, Roman Torchwick. Tall man, orange hair, has a flamboyant, peacock personality. Tell him his nephew, Jaune Arc is looking for him.

Junior: ...

Junior: R-Roman's an uncle? Roman has a family?!

Jaune: Yes, he's a terrible influence on my sister. Serious gambling issues.

Junior: R-Really?

Jaune: She likes running betting pools for years on who I'm going to sleep with...

Junior: S-Seriously...?

Jaune: Yeah...

Junior: Okay... Well... I'll send, Roman a message, in the meantime, want a drink kid?

Jaune: Got any grape sodas?

~~~

It was nearly two hours that, Jaune was brought to a broken down warehouse by some of, Junior's goons.

Jaune marveled as he looked at all the 'merchandise' that was kept in here; weapons, Dust, gaming consoles, and anything else that could bring a quick buck, or two his uncles pockets.

Jaune walked over to a man resting on a couch, snoring so loudly he could hear him from the other side of the warehouse. Jaune looked at the man, before he kicked him off the couch landing flat on his face.

Roman: Owwwww.... What the hell...? Neo, why the hell did you...?! Oh, hi, Jaune.

Jaune: Uncle Roman...

Roman: You were coming here today?

Jaune: Yep... I've been in, Vale for three hours now...

Roman: Really?

Jaune: Yeah... I've spent most of my time at, Junior's bar waiting for you to pick me up.

Roman: Ohhh... whoops...?

Jaune: Yeah... whoops...

Roman: I'm sorry, Jaune... I've been busy lately... late night heists don't really give you the opportunity to rest. I'll show you to your room, you can put your gear in there. We'll start your 'training' the next day. You're probably tired from all this traveling anyway. Alright?

Jaune: That's alright with me. I am tired from all this traveling anyway. Not to mention, Mom's tearful goodbye that seemingly never ended.

Roman: Ha! Juni's always been such a cry baby.

Jaune: I was scared for a bit that mom would die of dehydration from how much she was crying...

Roman: Yeah... It's scary how she does that... Alright, Neo?!

With a shatter of glass, Jaune looked to the side, and see his old multi-coloured friend appear. At least, he hoped she would become his friend in this new life. Only time would tell.

Roman: Show him to his room; You can play with your new toy tomorrow as part of his training.

Jaune: Looking forward to it.

Jaune bowed his head, as Neo gave a impish grin as she bowed deeply towards him in kind.

Roman: Alright go, go, go! I need to sleep some more...

Jaune: I'll see you later, Uncle. Oh, and this is yours...

Jaune handed, Roman a wad of, Lien chips, who stared at the curiously.

Roman: What's this?

Jaune: Your share of the winnings from one of the betting pools. 'My first kiss,' if you must know.

Roman: Oh so she stole your first kiss, eh? Ha! I knew she was going to take it!

Jaune: It was a foolish bet to take. Of course, Jeanne would take my first kiss.

[skeletboi]

Intridimensional AU part 22!

This one is hella short. Sorry.

First /// Previous /// Next

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Ford and Stan glanced at each other as Fiddleford took off towards the barn in the distance.

“We should probably make sure he doesn't get shot.” Stan said.

“Agreed.” Ford said tiredly, heading after Fidds with Stan right on his heels.

Fiddleford looked back at them as they caught up and smiled.

“Betcha they got a tractor. I can make practically anythin’ with some good tractor parts.”

“We breaking and entering?!” Stan asked excitedly.

“We should probably be cautious…” Ford started to say, but Fiddleford and Stan ignored him as they started to open the large barn door.

“Looks pretty abandoned to me.” Stan said, walking towards the back wall where some old rusty tools were hanging on the walls.

“And they got a tractor!” Fiddleford said, running over to look at it curiously. “Mind givin’ me a hand here, Stanford? Can't really pop the hood with one arm.”

Ford gave in and joined Fiddleford, popping open the front of the tractor and frowning at the motor.

“There isn't much here to work with.” Ford noted as he leaned down for a better look.

“Sure there is. I jus’ gotta access some a’ the other parts from under that seat there. Ya see a phillips head screwdriver over there, Stanley?” Fiddleford asked, leaning around the side of the tractor to look over at Stan.

Stan looked around for a second before finding one and tossing it over to Fiddleford, who tried to catch it with his non-existing hand.

“Shit. Sorry.” Stan said, grimacing.

Ford leaned down and picked up the screwdriver as Fiddleford laughed it off. Ford was not exactly happy with this quiet, technology-void dimension, but he was happy to hear Fiddleford's laugh again so soon after the whole loosing-an-arm incident. He handed the screwdriver to Fiddleford and smiled softly at the excited gleam in his eyes.

Fiddleford got right to work, dropping down to a sitting position next to the tractor and taking screws out with impressive efficiency. Ford left him to his work and walked over to where Stan was digging through drawers in a work bench.

“Find anything good?” He asked.

“I don't know about good, but I won't say no to more weapons.” Stan replied, holding up a large hunting knife.

“Those tools will probably be useful, too. Might as well grab some for Fiddleford so he can make us some better weapons going forward.” Ford said, leaning down next to his brother to get a better look in the drawer.

“You'd know better than me.” Stan replied, glancing over his shoulder. “I bet there's some kind of bag around here, too. My pockets are not going to hold a full mechanic shop.”

“Right.” Ford said, straightening up and glancing around. “I'll see what I can find.”

He spotted a small staircase towards the back of the barn and took it up to the next level. The upper level was dim, but he could see enough to spot a few old boxes stacked against the back wall. He made his way over and opened the closest one, finding clothes and, thankfully, a leather satchel, not unlike the one Fiddeford used to carry around in college. Ford set the box aside as useful and moved onto the next one, then the next, then the next.

He had a whole pile of potentially useful things to show the other two by the time he heard someone coming up the stairs.

“Ford, you up here?” Stan asked.

“Over here.” He responded without looking up.

“It's been like forty minutes. I suddenly understand how you and Fidds built that portal- your focus is exhaustingly intense.” Stan said, coming up beside Ford and glancing in the boxes he'd set aside.

“We do have a tendency to lose track of time.” Ford mumbled. “I did find us all bags, a tool belt, and some less tattered clothes, though, so it was a productive 40 minutes.”

“Not bad. But I think Fidds has you beat. He practically has a full robot arm built out of tractor parts. Not sure how it'll work- but after he built me this leg in less than 24 hours I'm not even surprised.”

“Fascinating.” Ford said, finally looking up at Stan. “Want to help me bring these boxes down? I'm curious to see his arm design.”

“Sure thing, nerd.” Stan said with a laugh.

“Being a nerd is the only reason you have a leg.” Ford deadpanned.

“It's also the only reason I'm in some weird ass barn in another universe. So, ya know.”

Ford grimaced.

“That was a joke, Ford. I don't think that gang can catch up to me here, so it's not so bad. Not ideal, sure, but hey! This is the most we've hung out since high school!” Stan said, patting him on the back before picking up a box and heading back towards the stairs.

Ford watched him for a moment, then shook his head, grabbed a box, and followed him back down the stairs.

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Hella short frfr.

Next part will be about the arm, then probably some more random time-skipping bits since that covers a lot of the main backstory. It'll be more random adventures and less plot heavy after this, but I've also said that before, and wrote more backstory anyway. So ya know... could go either way. Lol.

I need a nap. We throw house shows at my house and it is exhaustingly full of humans right now. 😭 I've done this to myself. But still.

Anyways. See ya for part 23 y'all!

[azysia]

Hello everyone!

I need your advice real quick. I'm writing a modern setting no magic AU for Agatha All Along where everyone is alive (at the beginning at least) and I'm in need of some ideas or headcanons that you would like to read. I have many of my own but I'd really like to hear something from another perspective. I have ideas for three stories right now but I'll start with one at a time. Which one should I write first? Do you have any ideas for any of it that I can add here?

1. Where Agatha is a little girl living in an orphanage after her mother abandoned her (better for Agatha tbh). Agatha makes friends with Alice and it turns out they have more in common than it seemed. They become friends. Now option A. Alice is living with Lilia after her mom died or B. Alice is living with Lorna but Lorna and Lilia are friends. Alice talks about Agatha all the time and when Lilia hears it it makes her think of her own past and upbringing. Lorna knows that Lilia had lost her family before they met. They talk about it for a while. Lilia eventually adopts a girl and she's living with her (alongside young Alice in option A and alone with Alice and her mother as neighbours in option B). Jen is Alice's friend from school and Rio is a girl from around somewhere (where? Not gonna tell you yet). Don't know where that story is going, I have it mostly planned for like just a half. (Teen went out the window for this one)

2. Agatha is the youngest here, she's a teen. Alice is Agatha's only friend (Agatha's in denial and she doesn't acknowledge it but Alice knows). Lilia is Evanora's friend (like they talk much but don't really see each other) so she doesn't know what Evanora's doing to her daughter. She finds out and tries to confront Evanora but the woman's a delulu bítch. Evanora's committing suicide and Lila's doing everything she can to take Agatha in, because they already know each other somehow and she doesn't want her to end up in foster care with random people. She's blaming herself for not noticing sooner and for Evanora's death, even though it wasn't really her fault. After some time she takes Agatha in and chaos ensues. (can't tell you what. I know where Rio is in here, can't tell you either. Where is Jenn and Billy? I don't know, you tell me)

3. Agatha's like 20 in this. She's dating Rio but her mother doesn't know about it. She's in some kind of Westview gay club groupchat and that's how she met Rio, Alice, Jen, Lilia and Billy. Billy goes to her house but Evanora opens him (Agatha's not there) and she's asking who is he. So he tells her about why he's here and Evanora finds out about the groupchat (Billy doesn't know Evanora doesn't approve, Agatha doesn't talk about her and his own parents are really understanding). He's kicked out so he calls Agatha and tells her what happened. She decides not to come home so she does best second thing she can. She runs. The she's missing for a few days but only the groupchat cares. Eventually Jen finds her (they're not really friendly with each other but Alice likes them both, so they're putting up with it). Then she comes to live with Rio while trying to avoid her mother at all costs, but she's guilty about it.

And Sharon is like that nosy neighbour in every one of these cause I can't imagine her differently, sorry.

I can't give you like full details but that's mostly what the stories are about. Maybe not that straightforward, I'm gonna make it a little more dramatic (I love seeing people suffer, don't mind me) but I need your opinion.

[abysshare]

I feel like this needs to be said but i feel like I'll just be talking to a brick wall for the billionth time.

The ableism of disabled villains in fandom is so beyond tiring. Its bad enough when a grey or protag character gets it.

Today I'll be using Curly from Mouthwashing and William Afton from FNAF as an example.

Curly, isn't really a grey character. Maybe more of a protag, but since we play as Jimmy for most of it, he is kind of an antag. But for this post i will be putting him as a protag. Which reminder.

Protag doesn't mean good guy exactly.

Anyway.

Captain Curly is a burn survivor as well as a disabled man, with no skin, no hands or feet, and is left with one eye. The damage is pretty bad, and the Nurse ( Anya ) has done the best she could with what she had, which is pretty damn good considering all things.

How does the fandom treat him? Its a mixed bag but of course. Ableism.

They either give him "dog buttons", or infantalize him, coquette-ify him, erase the situation just because "its easier" or whatever else. And then theres some people who genuinely try by getting him to a proper hospital so Anya or another doctor can try and fix what they can, as well as give him an AAC device or a wheelchair, so on and so forth.

Its either shit as unfortunately expected or good enough that makes people genuinely do research or call out ableism.

Now lets look at William Afton. A villain, murderer, mad scientist and so forth. For this post I'll be strictly talking about The Fourth Closet William Afton and Burntrap.

For those who are not into FNAF. The Fourth Closet is a seperate timeline from the games, an AU. And Burntrap is TECHNICALLY not William now, but when Security Breach came out, we didn't know this.

A bit more backstory for those who do not know. William has an Animatronic suit that he can go into to perform or kill, but it has these things called springlocks. If something happens, they can go off and hurt and eventually kill him.

Moving on.

William Afton is a Springlock Victim ( and even though no fire happens in the book before the ending of The Fourth Closet, i would argue and say he does indeed have burn scars as well in the graphic novel ) aka ragged Metal throughout his skin.

As Burntrap, he is a metal burned skeleton with leftovers of Springtrap/Scraptrap with burnt flesh.

How does the fandom treat both versions of him?

As Burntrap: some people like him, some don't. Its purely because at the first reveal we all thought it was William himself somehow even though he is supposed to be dead-dead for real. His design CAN be cool, scary and great in the right spotlight.

However.....

Most people took the "haha peepaw" route of memes. Some being ageist and some being ableist. Making him a senile old man in a wheelchair or a walker with Vanny being his caretaker. Most of the time throwing him down the stairs or beating him with his mobility aid or threatening to. Sometimes they would also draw him in diapers with poop in it.

Utterly disgusting, ageist and ableist behavior all because this is a villain.

How do they treat TFC version of William? Well.... i don't see much of him to be frank. But either its coquette-ifying him ( which is just as gross as coquette-ifying Curly ), genuinely calling him pretty or being absolutely being ableist/rancid, or removing his scars all together.

What is the point I'm getting at?

If its a villain, like William, to Darth Vader to Hordak from the She Ra remake, to Belos from TOH.......

They get mocked for their disabilities because abled folks ( and even some disabled folks ) thinks the Villain or whoever deserves it as punishment.

But these same people will turn around and infantilize and baby, or dogify or coquetteify "good guy" disabled characters.

I haven't seen this in the Arcane fandom, while i don't doubt people have been ableist to Jinx, Silco or Viktor , at least it isn't as "loud".

Ableism isn't cute or funny. And while i UNDERSTAND these are characters- and that they are not real.

It HURTs real people.

And I'm talking as a disabled chronic pain person, so don't even start with me.

Ableists and shit will be deleted, ty.

[acevid]

DRDT BAND AU

Just a silly AU! I'll make more posts tomorrow probably, maybe featuring the other cast members or just inner-band relationships. We'll see. Feel free to ask to see any specific thing ^_^

BLINK GONE

XANDER is the leader of the band–the one who had thought of the idea in the first place. His main aspiration was to follow in the footsteps of his idol, David Chiem, though actually being on the same level as somebody like him feels like a dream sketched in the stars. And yet he still wants to help everyone in the band to reach farther heights than they could ever imagine. He is the drummer for the band, an example of his loud personality.

MIN isn’t exactly one that would go for a scene such as the musical field. Especially in a genre of music like Xander’s preferred type. And yet, she found herself helping with the lyrics of songs, and being a sort of manager for him. At first, Min had just wanted to tell her classmate how ridiculous his plan was, that so much work went into being in the music industry, but she had found it hard to say no to Xander when he enthusiastically asked her to help him. Min actually ended up learning a bit of guitar in order to support, though she isn’t the lead guitarist.

AREI found Min and Xander talking about how they’d need more people in order to truly become a band, and Arei being the eavesdropping person that she is decided to listen in on them. At the time, she had shrugged it off and walked away, though a couple of days later she heard Xander enthusiastically talking to Min about song ideas, playing the drums ever-so-slightly to get a feel for the beat, and Arei found her interest actually somewhat piqued. She burst in on them in the music room, asking to stick around with them. Eventually, she too became part of the band. Due to her being one of the more confident members of the band, she’s a vocalist. At times she also supports by playing the keyboard.

ACE is the lead guitarist of the group, and definitely somebody that had to be approached persistently about joining before he actually did so. In fact, he was the last person to join the group, a bit after Arei did. Often he can be seen stressing about upcoming performances and things he has to do for the band, though he is good at what he does. If Min needs help with lyrics, it’s typically Ace who lends a hand (though reluctantly). Admittedly, he actually did have interest in music before the band, like Xander did. He gets flustered when asked about it though.

[tpfw01]

Bingjiu x I Have to Be a Great Villain/I Want to be a Big Baddie Fic Idea

Fuuuuck. I was rereading I Have to Be a Great Villain/I Want to be a Big Baddie when it dawned on me how to make it into an SVSSS au.

Gonna be forever before I write this into a full fic so might as well throw the idea into the void.

Post-PIDW, Shen Jiu is dying in the pot. No matter what LBH tries, there's no way to save him. SJ is breathing his last breath when a villain system companion shows up and explains to him that they've been watching his life and decided that he's a perfect candidate to become a host.

Basically, SJ has to go into different worlds/novels and act as the villain. His role is fulfilled after he dies (the villain is usually killed by the MC) and he'll get reward points for it. The companion tells SJ that he can buy items in the shop with the points. One of them is the Tianming Ling, which can send him back to his past. SJ accepts, not for himself ofc but to reset everything to save CQM sect and YQY.

SJ gets assigned a novel where SJ is a disgraced prince taken in as a war prisoner/hostage. Despite hardships over the years, he becomes a trusted family friend to the royal family and they put him in charge of raising and tutoring the newborn prince. Who else, but Luo Binghe?

SJ is appalled seeing the familiar name and their resemblance. But he still has to do his villain missions to make LBH hate him. There's something odd about this kid though, he's not quite sure what, but LBH gives SJ the creeps.

After LBH turns 17, SJ betrays their kingdom by helping their neighboring, defeated kingdoms launch a coup. It's successful but LBH escapes (the plot dictates that he just gets away, but in this version, something goes wrong and SJ secretly gets him out). 5 years later, LBH is back with an army and retakes his throne. SJ, the villain, is supposed to be executed but... LBH takes him instead.

"What the hell is wrong with this LBH?" SJ curses, as LBH promises that he won't ever harm SJ. He asks SJ to become his empress, and SJ and the companion are befuddled how did the MC become messed up.

Unfortunately for LBH, the villain is bound to die, no matter what. It's inevitable. An enemy surprise-attacks throwing a spear at LBH, which SJ takes for him (not to save him, SJ just saw it as an opportunity to die and leave this world).

SJ is dying. The ringing in his ears and the notification sounds from the villain system on the success prevent him from hearing LBH say: "Ahh. He got away again. Don't worry, I'll follow you into the next life as well, Shizun."

RAAAA how's that for a first few chapters?! I've got the idea for the last arc/chapter ready in my mind too. Curses! Agony! I wanna write but I don't wanna be half-assed not finishing the rest of my works before this asdfghjl

No, LBH will not have mind-reading powers like in the og manhwa. He doesn't need it aha.

[shadthchan052-blog]

(mod: Kind of, though my AU is centered around Bee, I don't get the toxicity though. Dot is hard for me to write but I'll try. Also, it kind of leads up to this with how Hashtag stabs Breakdown. I based Bee's pregnancy off of what I heard about pregnant women, but I've never had a kid of my own, since I'm currently 18. Let's see... I can try doing the kids more if that will help, and then we can go into actual honeyfruit picking?)

Dot: What do you mean?

Bee calls from a pile of Dinobots

Bee: What did you teach Hashtag last time you saw her? She stabbed Breakdown.

ATTA GIRL!

[blondeaxolotl]

Wait, pause, remembering lore... Does... Othello have a kid in your FNAF AU? did... Something happened to said kid by chance-

I'm debating about giving them a kid because I don't trust Othello as a parent and they're not that great of a godparent to UT's kids either so like, higher chance Othello doesn't have any kids in this au

[cluescorner]

I gave myself a writing challenge and I am fascinated by it

So basically I put the robins in a randomizer to give them a new order/role (because I just...kinda wanted to see what would happen + I like role-reversal AUs) and got results that are giving me a fucking brain blast.

Stephanie, the first sidekick who defines the role

Tim, the sidekick who dies and comes back wrong

Dick, the sidekick who saves Batman from himself

Damian, the sidekick who was never supposed to be a sidekick but would go on to prove everyone wrong

Jason, the youngest sidekick who is still the Kid Wonder

...So this is fucking wild. I've got some ideas and several of these fit perfectly (Dick's role is pretty similar to his one in canon), but some of these are fucking INCREDIBLE to explore (Steph being the first Robin is something I never even considered but tbh I kinda love it).

I probably won't write a fic or anything because tbh I don't like publishing my writing that much, but I might expand this into a full AU and post about it. I might randomize other stuff too (ie, stuff that I cannot change vs stuff that I cannot keep the same) but this fucking rules as a starting point.

[skeletoninthemelonland]

😭😭

[no-naem]

I was trying to make a new banner but I ended up listening to nevermore by sasakure uk on repeat and accidentally made a vague AU...

[firstroseofspring]

thinking pondering to me john torres is like. what if u met a woman. with confidence and dignity and a strong moral backbone. you meet and she makes a distinct impression with her honesty and her frankness and she seems like she's always sure of what she wants and what she needs and she's so different from anyone else you know and thats exciting and she's exciting and she likes you specifically you. and you don't think much of you but it feels good to be liked by someone like that. you love her of course. you marry her. of course!

[fnafawoundleftbleedingau]

It's not a lot, but I've managed to write a few more pages of AWLB part 2 after barely being able to even open the doc it's in lately. I count that as a small, but nonetheless, good, little victory.