#what if Wednesday

[imaginedreamwrite]

What if soap ended up with bookish omega rather than Kyle OR OR OR they both shared bookish omega

What if…Johnny ended up with bookish omega instead of Kyle?

You can hear him well within the library, his loud laugh and his boisterous voice echoes. You peek out from between the shelves, watching this bulky alpha walking away from the checkout desk. He’s got a bright and charming smile on his face as he walks, his gait quick from his long legs.

You watch him until one of your coworkers asks you a question from a row away. Once you turn your head, answer and turn back, Johnny is gone. You can’t believe he disappeared so fast and you creep out to the end of the library row to try and find him.

“There’s my bonnie lass,” a set of hands grab your waist and a broad chest presses against your back.

His voice and presence catches you off guard and you yelp out of surprise. You falter, almost like a fainting gait, and would have fallen if John hadn’t held you upright. He laughs at the sound you make and helps you back to your feet, and when you turn his blue eyes sweep over you.

“Aww hen, did I scare ya?” His chest rumbled with a laugh and he reaches out to brush his hand down your hair. “Only wanted to see my pretty omega.”

“You just surprised me,” you quip with a slight tremble to your voice. You like Johnny, really you do, and you know he’s a good alpha. However sometimes he is a lot, his wingers and his scent and very in your face and you are definitely not so…boisterous.

“Are ya almost done, hen? I’d like to take ya out.” His hands leave your hips and he rubs them up and down your arms when you shiver. It’s comforting and you lean into him when his scent seems to envelop you.

“Yeah, I’m done.” You confirm and Johnny’s eyes glint with a sense of ease and eagerness. He has plans for you, and you know it.

He wants to take you out, he wants to show you off, he wants to treat you to a night of dinner and drinks.

“Go grab your things, I’ll meet ya out front.” Johnny’s bold and he cups your chin in order to hold you steady, to kiss you softly. “My pretty hen…”

You leave him standing there while you go and get your things, stepping behind the checkout desk to head for the staff room. Once you have your bag and it’s thrown over your shoulder, you step out and head for the door.

You see Johnny waiting for you, and you feel your heart tighten in your chest. He’s a good alpha, a really good alpha who loves you—he’s just a little intense, and that’s something you have to get used to.

Johnny is a lot louder and more brash than Gaz is. I think his relationship with bookish reader would be fine but Gaz is more attuned to her needs and doesn’t come off as so abrasive

[drunkenworgen]

What if Wednesday!

Send Gin some “what if” questions and I’ll send some back!

[spinderella-umbrella]

What if Peter and James had dated at Hogwarts?

Would that be motive enough to give him up and sentence him and his child to death? Would that be enough to betray everyone he called a friend?

I think it could have been. I think love is an incredibly powerful motivator. I think a lover scorned and a capable of great atrocities.

[peterpettigrewproject]

What if?

We encourage the masses (you) to come up with/suggest a what if prompt, such as:

What if Peter had been devilishly handsome?

Or,

What if Peter had dated James at Hogwarts?

Every What if Wednesday a new what if prompt will be posted to ponder and create with.

This week’s suggested prompts:

You can suggest a “What if” prompt in our asks, through DM’s, or join the server (link in our pinned post).

You would then use the prompt to create content, IE:

- A character study (any creative format): this can be as short as a poem or even just a head canon based on the prompt.

- A drabble: Pretty standard to see 100-500 words for a drabble, but there is technically no maximum WC.

- A dialogue (ie. The kind of short posts you usually see on Tumblr)

- Comic, art, mood board or a video edit.

- Playlist

This activity was created with collaboration in mind- we actively encourage working together and expanding on them where you can. There is no time limit on What if Wednesday prompts.

An example of how collaboration could look:

>Someone creates a dialogue

>>Someone takes the dialogue and makes a drabble

>>>Someone takes the drabble and makes art to accompany it

The more the merrier!

We encourage tagging, at the very least, Peter Pettigrew. Other tags to include to keep track of this content and to help collaborators would be:

#Peter Pettigrew Project

#What if Wednesday

#Take the Tag

If you are collaborating, and you are compounding on someone else’s work, please reblog. You do not need to re-post.

If you would like your work to stand alone but have been inspired by another person's expansion on the original prompt, that is fine, but tag the person that inspired your work- or better yet, link the original post.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Must be a Sugondese joke.

[steelart]

nobody took my pen away so the hades-crossover-fever continues. i’m ill

others: the dark urge (OC); minthara (bg3), karlach (bg3), shadowheart (bg3), gale (bg3), halsin (bg3), lae'zel (bg3), astarion (bg3), kotallo (horizon)

[mangozic]

michael shelley I would die for you

[dollette-whispers]

[an-established-butt-dent]

I'm a bald Solas lover I swear!!!!

—> Process video under the cut because of flash warning.

[bluescalearchivist]

What if Wednesday - What if she was secretly a cat instead of dragon?

Viragosa sat at the front desk, one arm draped across it and the other propped to cradle her face. She watched the library as students and other visitors walked back and forth across the floor, some of them in a hurry and some of them seeming to delay their steps. Perhaps it was some imagined dread miring their speed.

Interesting was the wrong word. But they were present, they were moving, and movement did catch her eye even if it did not incite her to action. Even the little movements caught her eye but didn't necessarily stir her.

"Miss? Excuse me, miss?"

Her gaze rolled to the elf now standing in front of the desk directly in her vision, carrying what appeared to be a relatively heavy stack of books in their hands. That was so many books, so much studying they clearly had ahead of them. Viragosa did not reach out to take any from the elf, and quirked a brow instead.

"I - I was hoping to check these out?" Finally getting the idea, the elf put them down on the desk, and Viragosa leaned off of it to get out the check-out log, and stamp. "I need them for my classes and I was glad to see that you still had them on the shelves. I was so sure someone else was going to get to them first!"

She let them ramble on. She couldn't stop them but she didn't necessarily have to respond, either. Pulling each of the books forward off the stack, one by one, she checked them each over, writing them in the log. Then she turned the log to the still-rambling elf, and tapped where they needed to sign. "Legibly," she tutted, "or printed and then signed."

It wasn't just a signature of course, it carried with it the promise of return; and if they didn't, Viragosa would use the signature to hunt them down. "Thank you," the elf exhaled with relief, "I'll take good care of them!"

Finding herself briefly amused, with the flicker of a smirk on her face, Viragosa found she believed the elf. Indeed. They would take very good care of that study material.

[Thank you, Asharinhun! 💙 Please enjoy this snippy little cat!Vira, hehe.]

[yourlocaloser]

Fuck you, Fiddauthor Friday bc I said so. Also I miss them. They make me sick.

Bottom 2 drawings on the first slide were inspired by pittermogged and samfannar!! Check them out if you haven’t bc they’re very cool!!!!

[mothman-etd]

I think my favorite culture shook conversation between myself and Joy happened when the first time she (British) was visited me (USA) for longer then a month.

Joy calling me at work in a panic: "WHY ARE THE BOMB SIRENS GOING OFF."

Me: "Oh yeah it's Wednesday."

Joy: "..."

Me: "..."

Joy: "THAT EXPLAINS NOTHING!"

[spinderella-umbrella]

Peter did it all for love.

I have this head-canon that Peter was in love with Bellatrix; all consuming, obsessive, love at first sight that took him by the throat from the first time he saw her.

I think 11 year old Peter made a decision then and there, that he would do anything to be in her orbit, and his line of thinking landed him in Gryffindor.

At first, this was in the form of befriending Sirius. This looked like an obsession in itself, with Sirius and by extension, James, because he didn’t have anything in common with either of them, and had no idea how else to ensure they kept him around.

But then Sirius was disinherited, and no longer Bella’s favourite cousin. He turned to Regulus, which ended up being a much better fit. They bonded because at the time, they were both feeling as if they had something to prove and were both disgruntled and disappointed by Sirius’ decisions.

Things were heating up in the war, and when the marauders hadn’t even noticed that Peter and Regulus were friends, Regulus realised that Peter is in the perfect position to be a double agent.

Perhaps they were friends for a while. I think that the war would have separated them, some, which is why when Regulus turned on his master, Peter was none the wiser. Perhaps Regulus knew he couldn’t trust Peter- he was a demon of his making, wasn’t he?

Of course, Peter said yes to being a double agent. Because if he became a Death Eater, he would be closer to Bella. And that’s what it came down to, impressing the Dark Lord, and by extension, Bellatrix.

It wasn’t enough that he had been a successful double agent for years, it wasn’t enough to be on their side. To get Bella to love him, he had to do something big. A grand gesture, if you will. She would surely leave her husband for him if he demonstrated his power and dedication.

He gave up one of the first people he had been able to call a friend. Someone who trusted him enough to be the secret keeper and protect his family. And for all Sirius had done, he had to pay for his crimes. He convinced Sirius not to tell anyone of the change of plan- he already didn’t trust Remus. He was ripe to be framed. And framed he was. Peter led him to a street full of people, and blew it up. For Bella. For Regulus. For the hell of it.

[peterpettigrewproject]

What if Wednesday

Welcome to week five, we have some great what if prompts for you this week.

Imagine the change in dynamic!

For more on how to participate in What if Wednesday, see below the line:

Each Wednesday we’ll set out a couple of What if prompts for you to use to create something to post in our initiative to “Take the Tag”.

Highly recommended are the following (but if you decide to write a one shot by all means, go ahead);

- A character study (any creative format): this can be as short as a poem or even just a head canon based on the prompt.

- A drabble: Pretty standard to see 100-500 words for a drabble, but there is technically no maximum WC.

- A dialogue (ie. The kind of short posts you usually see on Tumblr)

- Comic, art, mood board or a video edit.

- Playlist

This activity was created with collaboration in mind- we actively encourage working together and expanding on them where you can. There is no time limit on What if Wednesday prompts. 

An example of how collaboration could look:

>Someone creates a dialogue

>>Someone reblogs the dialogue and makes a drabble

>>>Someone reblogs the drabble and makes art to accompany it

Don’t forget to tag Peter Pettigrew, Peter Pettigrew Project and What if Wednesday.

[meorcie]

wenclair figure skater au ❄

What if we were both professional figure skaters and kissed on the ice?