#what did i write

[baronessblixen]

I just subscribed to you on ao3 - 417 works?! I thought I had a lot in my previous fandom at 54 hahaha gonna download some now!

I have no idea how that happened. I fear some stories might be very similar if not exactly the same. So beware if you end up reading any 😆

But thank you for subscribing!

[ashes-cinder]

My AU

!!! DO NOT STEAL !!!

Everyone who is familiar with the Batman franchise knows about the famous assassin leader, Ra’s al Ghul. It’s no secret that Ra’s has been fascinated with Bruce, wanting him to become his ideal successor for a lot of reasons; their similar ideology (to an extent), Bruce being his ideal of human perfection (as implied in several comics), and a lot more reasons. Furthermore, they have a very complicated relationship, even without adding Talia and Damian to the equation.

Though, what if Ra’s found a child who’s so similar to Bruce? Same intellect, same determination, same sense of justice, and moral compass? The only thing he has to do is harness the skills of that child and train him to be the best assassin he can be. And that child just happens to be Timothy Drake.

While observing Batman and Robin patrol around the streets of Gotham, Ra’s finds a peculiar child watching the Bats as he has. Ra’s observes Tim out of curiosity and to gauge his connection to Bruce. Ra’s sees Tim as a young version of Bruce, so his interest is piqued. Tim’s intellect and observational skills remind Ra’s of Bruce’s early years, prompting him to consider Tim’s potential as a successor, adversary, or even a pawn in his schemes. ---

My crack interpretation:

Ra's: *looking at Bruce from the window, then looking at Tim* Yeah, close enough. Tim: What--?

*Ra's picks Tim up like a stray cat.*

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I already explored this storyline before in my fanfiction, “Shadow’s Heir” where Tim was invited and raised in the League of Assassins. But if you check it, I have not been uploading for a while. I have been writing other fan fiction on my other AO3 account in the meantime as I try to come up with a good chapter that’ll impact the story rather than a filler that has nothing to do with the storyline.

I am rewriting it as of now, since after I had detached myself from the story and found areas that could be written better. Not only that, when I was writing this, I already had the middle and end of the story in mind but not the origin story, which I, now re-read, feel… eh, needs improvement. But in the meantime, you can read chapters one and two. As you can see, it’s in a series, “The Obsidian Empire” (a name that I came up with while playing Minecraft). Which is a Young Justice-based series, so I will make their paths cross.

[this-blog-name-is-not-taken]

This is a critique on humanity. I'm talking about capitalism, Where the hunger of the poor feeds the rich. Where the wealth is among only the highest class And poverty is shared by all. I'm talking about this world in which we stand, Where socialism destroys your hard work, Where false fairness is rampages. I'm taking about how human greed, the seed To all of our problems, Takes over our lives and makes us wonder what can be better. I'm talking about the ignorance of people who write and talk Yet never understand or remember. I'm talking about this life we starve in, Where the masters of wealth keep all of the rest In a pen Like cows and pigs and chickens. I'm giving you examples out of nowhere, Showing you how horrible humanity can be. I scatter in buzzwords to "invoke deep thoughts". I use similies and repetition, Rhymes and alliteration all around (just here). I use all kinds of triggering words that keep your attention, So you listen to what I have to say.

But what do I have to say? It's all empty words, I do nothing about what I seem to be concerned about. Which side am I even on? Is it possible to tell? It's all centered around myself anyways, But I have talked about this. I have told you about… stuff. I've used several different poetic devices, I invoked thought in people whereas I do not care about this at all. So . . .

Give me an A, And I'll be on my way, Leaving you to ponder, If this is truly satire, Or if I'm telling the truth, This is a critique on humanity.

[fruitjedi]

I have no idea

So i wrote a buddie one shot. What did I just write?

At 9 pm on a Tuesday Edmundo Diaz walked over to his husband and asked him “What do you mean you're straight?”

6 months earlier 

It had been a grueling shift: several deaths and a five-alarm. Buck was convinced someone had said the Q-word (Likely the new transfer who’s been giving him the stink eye) and Buck just wanted a nap. He’d gotten stuck in a housefire in the last call and it had been a terrifying few minutes. Buck just wanted to sleep.

Eddie Diaz had other plans. The second Buck got to the locker room he had him up against a wall, Eddie’s mouth on Buck’s. Buck didn’t even have time to process that Eddie was a guy, his best friend, or the father of the kid he loved more than anything. All he could process was Eddie was kissing him and he had to kiss him back.

This went on for several minutes, the men only pulling apart for air. Until eventually the alarm rang with another call and they were needed back out there.

They ended up just never discussing it. Somehow it never came up. Which was strange considering the make-outs continued and Buck still considered himself straight (he hasn’t really thought about it). It wasn’t just makeouts though. It was breakfasts, family dinners, and dates, and spending nights at the other person’s place.

But it never came up. They were both in agreement they liked whatever was going on so it didn’t need to… Maybe they should’ve been tipped off when Buck let the lease go on his loft and moved in with Eddie. Or when Eddie bought a ring.

It wasn’t until months after their small courthouse wedding (with Christopher as a witness) that it even came up.

Some new guy at 118 had noticed Eddie and Buck being EddieandBuck and had worked up the courage to ask Buck how he knew he was gay. That’s when things got weird.

“Hey, how did you know you were Queer?” The new guy asked Buck one evening 

Buck blinked “I’m- I don’t think that label applies to me. Sorry. Uh ask Hen”

So he did he went over and he asked Hen. and he apologized for getting it wrong. And one thing led to another and word spread to Eddie.

So that’s why at 9 pm on a Tuesday Edmundo Diaz walked over to his husband and asked him “What do you mean you're straight?”

All eyes in the room turned to Buck and Eddie.

Buck blinked very confusedly for the second time that day “Um cause I am? I’ve never thought about it. Why does it matter?”

Eddie stared at him “Who are you married to?”

“You? How does that apply- HOLY FUCK”

Several people gasped. Money traded hands.

Eddie sighed “Are you telling me it never occurred to you that you married a man?”

“Uh, um.. no? “ Buck thought for a moment “Did we ever even like discuss that we were dating?”

Eddie sighed “I asked you out after our first kiss remember?”

“Yeah but I thought that was just a friends thing” Buck replied 

Eddie groaned “Let me guess you thought getting married was a friend thing too?”

Buck blinked again “Um maybe. I thought it was an us thing”

Eddie sighed “No mi amor it’s not” he patted his husband on the head

It was then that Hen of all people decided to speak up “Let me get this straight. You guys are married but Buck just realized you're together and that Eddie’s a man”

Buck shrugged “Pretty much”

Hen sighed “Nobody betted that. The money goes to charity again “

Even after that conversation Buck never once thought about his sexuality (To this day Eddie still has to tell him he’s not straight). Why would he need to? He had Eddie and that’s all that matters. 

[fandom-venturer]

NEVER shut up about Mia Fey/lh

!! Every almost Christmas Mia Fey will be haunting my dash. Like, Mia Fey is one of those characters that get killed to jump start the narrative but it didn't stop her to get such depth and interesting background that ahain, no pun intended, haunts the marrative.

It's hard for me to complain with her getting killed early because while I do love seeing more of her, she's done perfectly well!! She's part of the backbone of the narrative. I'm actually happy with how she is.

Phoenix Wright, in no shape or form is biologically related to the Feys but is the mirror of his mentor, an extention to her life from the mannerisms and continuing/finishing her life's mission. (Not only by solving the case of the Fey's but also filling in the eldest sibling support that Mia left behind!!)

ALSO HER DYING BEFORE HER BELOVED EVEN WOKE UP RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH She died not only solving the Fey case but also no being able to witness Diego wake up but she was fine with it because her trusted student is right there.

Mia Fey, upon the disappearance of her mother, wakes to the world wherr she has to fill in her space, but she couldn't stay because that would mean she would have to fight her sister for a responsibility she never wanted anyway (Mia enthusiasts would probably gut me for this because I know it's not explicitly said but I think Mia has conflicted feelings towards Kurain as a whole) and went out to the world to find out what happened to their mother because why isn't anyone more concerned about this? There's got to be more. So she became a lawyer, this is not what she was taught growing up but it feels right.

Mia Fey and Kurain.. I feel like she has conflicted about Kurain. On one hand that's her family, her memories of Ma and sister... she loves her ma and sister so by extention there's her love for Kurain but I think she also doesn't approve of the culture around it? Or atleast it doesn't feel like it's for her but she will support her sister from a distance either way.

[kingofangst]

Everyone who is waiting for the next chapter of The Wings Of An Enigmatic I apologize for such delay but I will be releasing it on Sunday morning.

Currently suffering some health issues. But it is minor, nothing serious! But in the meantime, here is a little teaser of chapter 4. @rhyslahey @thiamsxbitch @bendystrah @isaac-not-isaac @phantomraeken @mmoosen read it at your suspense and risk😏😏😏

Chapter 4 Teaser

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His eyes travel from left to right at the transparent scenery in front of him despite the nighttime sky. This is a premonition he has never foreseen. Before him was students running for their lives heading inside the school as a large blue eyed beast hunts and slaughters a school bus of students in the parking lot. A teenager with their lacrosse gear on and the number 9 on them, charging across the lacrosse field towards the Beast of Gevaudan, with his golden beta eyes and claws.

He hears a seemingly older Stiles who's hair is grown out and is also in his lacrosse gear shout to the beta but Seraph is unable to hear anything as Stiles voice sounds like it was underwater. But the enigmatic’s eyes widen as he sees the young beta leap in the air with his claws just as the monstrous beast leaps as well with it's vile blue eyes and teeth while heading towards the lacrosse player. Then the scenery changes.

Seraph now stands in a transparent hue of the Beacon Hills High hallway, as numerous students run and yell, pushing each other in panic to hide in a classroom. Just as he runs through the panicked bodies to investigate while the auras of fear and fright sicken him despite not feeling any physical movement nor can they see him, a figure is propelled through a wall by the Beast before it leaps away and to Seraph's bewilderment the figure who was thrown was Scott, or rather a seemingly older Scott with a bloodied head. Seraph decides to sprint after the Beast even though the premonition only allows him to see the events laid before him to foresee.

The premonition subsequently changes to the library and he observes anticipatively, seeing familiar faces of students escape the dilapidated library or hide behind bookshelves while it is being attacked. He sees a boy, human with brownish hair and blue eyes skittishly hiding behind a bookshelf with a few other students. Seraph couldn't believe what he was foreseeing in his vision, the Beast of Gevaudan is causing destruction and chaos in it's wake while exposing the supernatural to the human population. Le Béte lands behind his transparent form and roars, just as a louder roar pierces from Scott. Seraph glances at the teen but a flabbergasted expression is aimed at the older Scott, who instead of golden eyes belonging to a beta, it's blood red eyes that belong to an alpha while Scott's fangs and claws bare threateningly at the Beast. Seraph can only spectate in discomfort and bated breath as the two beings clash, wincing at Scott being thrown and beaten like a ragdoll, all while the enigmatic teen is in stupor and his mind is racing at how did the Beast resurrect, what is this vision trying to warn him of and how is this Scott in his premonition an alpha? How did the Beast's name trigger him to have such a catastrophic premonition when Allison was only introducing it to Lydia just mere moments ago?

Amid the intense siege, he feels and sees the very same young teen from the field, run towards the Beast through Seraph’s translucent body and struck it's claws inside Le Béte's back just as Scott strikes his claws at the torso. The sound of a shotgun and fire of gunpowder changes the vision and scenery.

He is now placed in another transparent and precognitive scenery of what appears to be a industrial warehouse or some sort, but what's in front of him is worse than the structure. The Beast was directly in front of him, menacingly heading towards him or rather, where Le Béte has it's sights on. The erratic beating of his heart and his constricted breathing only infuriates his lungs and headache. Seraph turns around to look behind him and to his astonishment he witnesses Scott in his werewolf form, the same young beta on the ground beside a rusted wall, subsequently Lydia who is standing with a determined expression and bandaged neck, and finally a girl with Asian features, black hair and orange eyes wielding a katana. Seraph’s ears pick up the sound of lungs inhaling a large breathe.

That's when Lydia let's out a powerful wail, unable to hear what she was screaming out while echoing the entire vicinity. Seraph clutches his ears in agony because of the mind boggling frequency she is unleashing while simultaneously the Beast behind him dissipates and thick black smoke fogs around him, succumbing him to the darkness.

Seraph...

Seraph...

"Seraph!"

Suddenly, the enigmatic icy teenager opens his eyes and he is back in the cafeteria as his heart is thundering loudly in his ears. He comes face to face with a concerned Danny, who was the voice calling after him in the crowded lunchroom. He was no longer in his horrifying premonition.

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So...what did you guys see? Or rather, what did Seraph see in his premonition😏😏? And...what characters did Seraph see in his vision? You will just have to wait in suspense and suffer.

Chapter 4 will be posted this Sunday.

[hiidkwhatimdoing7525]

Armand, an advice for you:

I know you’re chugging down millions of bottles of honey each day just because it seems fun and because you can’t get diabetes. But, seriously, don’t do that. You’re going to run out of honey soon and then Daniel will have to whip your ass again…

Sincerely,

hiidkwhatimdoing

[salwithoutthes]

[entering tumblr...]

....why do i hear jingling?

oh god. oh god, they're...

[it's a large white room filled to the brim, ballroom esque but an even tighter fit, with jesters. the colors are unbearable, and the jingling sounds like ten thousand christmases. and not in the good way]

what have i gotten myself into...oh, excuse me? is that a hat? for me?

[they are handed a jester hat by a shriveled old man, bells on the ends of what used to, design wise, be donkey ears, and for a moment they are terrified. but, they find themself slowly becoming more and more...eccentric with every second, the urge to put on the devilish hat overwhelming them.]

hehe. hEH. HHEAHHEHAHAAHEHAHHEHAHEH

[they joined the room of jesters, doomed to dance and joke forever.]

[midwestemoloser]

I don't remember what I wrote but I was doing a university essay (I do game dev) and I got a warning for a sensitive geopolitical reference or something like that😭

The blue underline in Google docs is the bane of my existence. Sorry I phrased something in a way that conveys the emotion, image, and syntax I wanted instead of adhering to grammar guidelines should I kill myself

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[lesbiancharliedalton]

this makes me feel fucking insane. also the fact that his **** **** ***** *** **** oh it's over

[pixiemage]

Please, for the love of god, please don’t be this person. No matter how long it’s been since an update, no matter how many unfinished stories are sitting on their account, no matter what - do not be this person.

Not only is it insanely rude, but you also do more damage than you think be being such a self-entitled ass about something someone created for free and for fun. “This author” can see what you say.

RIP decency indeed.

[lightblueglazeddiaryonthewall]

A chemistry teacher arrives and teaches them the mechanism for dehydrohalogenation.

All genders collapse into the primordial gender soup and the chemistry teacher dies.

[th3e-m4ng0]

i should have never saved you

[xochimillilili]

Need more of you kinky fucks to talk about how fucking good it is to be mutually subby with someone. The desperate whiny humping, the drooling and moaning into each other's mouths as we dumbly make out, the biting and scratching and needy groping, and making a pretty mess of cum on each other

Really just euphoric to cuddle and hump away, two dumb horny pets moaning and whining please at each other, both being such good fucking pets as we cum at the same time, whining and whispering I love you and falling asleep in each other's arms, all spent and fucked out in each other's cum

[xandrikart]