#winged uncle jonathan au

[f4nd0m-fun]

More Uncle Scarecrow! This time with even more Angst

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It doesn't take long for Crane to notice the way his nephew holds himself. He's seen war up close, the kind in the streets, the kind between hero and villain. And then there's the wings. Or, rather, the lack of. The cloak Danny wears like a security blanket is almost enough to fool him, surely would fool a wingless, but Crane knows what to look for. His nephew can't fly, not by himself, the fact clearer than day.

Jonathan confronts him one day, worried. "Danny, what happened to your wings? Your parents, they didn't-"

Danny's eyes widened and he shook his head, cutting off his uncle. "No, no, I did it myself..."

"... what?!" He froze at Danny's expression, wondering just what had happened to him. "Sorry, what happened, if you want to share..."

"It... I was showing off to my friends, I was... electrocuted-" he shuddered, prompting Crane to wrap his arms and wings around him, causing the boy to hug in response. "Mom and dad had to take me for... an amp-"

"Shush, I heard enough, please don't push yourself."

Danny swallowed thickly, and looked up at him, tears pricking his eyes before he quickly wiped them off.

Crane may be a villain but he knew he had better lab safety than to let an untrained person, let alone a fledgling, into such an environment. He idly wondered about dropping off a canister of gas with his brother's family, though he supposed that would come later.

[f4nd0m-fun]

I love this. It's so cute and loving and I like how Danny is helping his uncle with his own emotions.

And Scarecrow going off-brand to help Danny!

Would be interesting if Danny took this be both as an opportunity to not be nearly as goody goody without outright hitting the dark side.

So now you have Scarecrow and Fledgling, or Cheercrow, or something. The latter always has a crow on his shoulder, and sometimes an owl nearby, though there seem to be three different owls.

But Fledgling shows up on his own sometimes, with a cheer toxin as he calls it. Of course, Scarecrow is never actually that far, he doesn't want to lose sight of his nephew, but he lets him do his own thing, since he needs the food.

The bats never seem to be able to catch Fledgling, and Scarecrow has his own ways to escape, but they're both still wary about the Bats.

Uncle Scarecrow sketch :D

Jonny ain't here to fuck around, y'all. Not when you're messing with someone in his perceived murder (flock/family)

[carolperkinsexgirlfriend]

Steddie Upside-down AU Part 24

Part 1 Part 23

Will stays on the periphery of the shopping trip, trailing behind Nancy and Jonathan as they drag bear traps, nails, and ammo up to the counter. He imagines the Demogorgon writhing, both feet stuck in the traps, imagines its head blown clean off by Lonnie’s gun, imagines driving a nail straight into its heart like it's a vampire.

He never thought violence could make him feel like this – vindicated. Victorious. Whenever Mike and Dustin snuck horror movies from Family Video, Will always had to turn away from the gore. Even when the person deserved it. Even when it was against a monster.

But the Demogorgon had stolen him, had stolen Eddie, still has Steve in its grasp and he wants it to pay.

The clerk gives them all a suspicious look, Will most of all, before asking, “what’s all this for then?”

Nancy and Jonathan trade looks, like Will isn’t behind them at all, before Nancy replies, “monster hunting.”

Apparently satisfied, the clerk shrugs and tells them the total. It’s more than they usually pay at the grocery store for a whole week’s worth of food. He sees Jonathan cringe, even as he forks it over. 

They carry their purchases away, Nancy handing Will the box of nails. He clutches them to his chest as they make their way to where Jonathan’s car is in the parking lot. 

“You know, last week, I was shopping for a top I thought Steve might like. It took me and Barb all weekend,” Nancy says, carefully placing the bear traps into the trunk. Will didn’t realize Nancy and Steve were boyfriend and girlfriend, didn’t realize they knew each other at all, past the way everyone in small towns sort of knows of everyone else. “It seemed like life or death, you know? And now–”

“You’re shopping for bear traps with Jonathan Byers,” Jonathan says. He says his own name like it’s a joke. Will doesn’t like it.

“Yeah,” she says, laughing a little as Jonathan haphazardly throws the ammo on top of the rest of their purchases before slamming the trunk closed. “And I don’t know if I even want him to like me like that anymore.” 

Will can’t imagine having someone like Steve – nice, cool, an action hero – and not wanting to be liked. 

“We got into this fight the night he disappeared,” Nancy continues, laugh coming out sharp and wet this time, all the humor sucked straight out. “And I was so mad, but now I just hope he’s alive.”

Jonathan turns away from Nancy, looks directly at Will, says, “yeah,” with a fervor that makes his cheeks warm. 

“He’s alive,” Will says.

No one asks why he’s so sure. Will’s glad. He couldn’t explain it if he tried. Just knows somewhere deep inside that Steve is alive. He’s waiting for them to save him this time.

Barbara’s car is in the driveway when they get home. She’s dawdling on the porch with Eddie and an older man that must be his Uncle Wayne.

Eddie looks both more at ease with his Uncle by his side, and more keyed up than Will’s ever seen him. He’s twitching in his toes, like he’s waiting to take flight; gravity barely keeping him on the surface of the earth. 

He settles when Will gets out of the backseat. He feels it like a tug – the need to get back to Eddie’s side is almost an itch on his bones. Eddie meets him halfway, pulling Will beneath the wing of his arm and pulling him in. 

Will’s breath comes easier than they had since they separated, like two pieces snapping back into their rightful place.

“Who’s this?” the older man asks gruffly, still standing on the front porch.

Will’s heartbeat stutters at the stern expression, but Eddie just beams, skipping up to him and flourishing his hand grandiosity between the both of them. “Uncle Wayne, it is my pleasure to introduce you to Will Byers. He kicks ass,” he says. “Will, this is my Uncle Wayne. He’s nice, I promise.”

Wayne looks him up and down, eyebrows furrowed before easing, the corners of his mouth ticking up in what must be a smile. “And your other two friends?” he asks.

Eddie points with his free arm. “That Big Byers, Will’s brother,” he says, talking over Jonathan’s quiet, “it’s Jonathan. He points at Nancy, and with much less enthusiasm, finishes, “And that’s Nancy Wheeler.”

Wayne looks between all of them, his eyebrows furrowing like angry caterpillars. “Where are all of your parents?” he asks before turning to Will, “especially yours. If I’m not mistaken,  they fished your body out of the water”

Will’s gut churns. He and Eddie trade wide-eyed looks. “I died?” he asks, voice trembling.

“Well, obviously not!” Eddie says, squeezing Will’s shoulder tight enough to twinge. “You’ve been with me the whole time, baby Byers.”

Wayne’s still looking at him, like he’s trying to see through his skin and analyze his skeleton for human parts. “Either way kid, where’s your Mom?” he asks. “Have y’all called Joyce?”

Will shuffles, looking over his shoulder at Jonathan. “She wasn’t here when we got in,” he says, looking down at his scuffed sneakers. “She’s been spending a lot of time with Chief Hopper. Maybe she’s with him?”

Wayne sighs. “Can I use your phone, boy?” He asks the question pointedly toward Will, so Will leads the way to the phone, everyone else trailing behind nervously.

Wayne dials out, lets it ring, before saying. “Hey, Flo, It’s Wayne.” He hums in response to whatever she says, the way adults always do, before continuing. “Right as rain, but I need you to radio the Chief for me.” Will can barely make out Florence’s muffled voice, but the words are lost to the phone line. “He’ll want to hear this. Trust me.”

Wayne does that same barely upturned smile. It wrinkles his eyes up, though. Like it’s a real one even if it’s small. “Thanks, Flo. Tell him to meet me at the Byers house.”

He hangs up the phone on Florence’s muffled response. 

Wayne looks around, as if only just taking in the wreck of the house, eyebrows ticked up, scrunching up his forehead. He doesn’t say anything, though. Just asks, “this house got any coffee in it?”

Jonathan goes to make a pot, and they all settle back around the table, waiting for the Chief to burst down the door. It doesn’t take long.

The door slams open, hard enough that Will thinks it might leave a hole in the plaster. “Wayne?” he calls.

“In here!” Wayne calls back, sipping his coffee calmly like the Chief of Police isn’t yelling his name.

The Chief strides into the room like he has a right to it. His eyes settle on Wayne first, looking pissed off, before his eyes flick around the table, from Barb, to Nancy, to Jonathan, to Eddie, and finally, landing on Will and staying.

He goes pale, like Will’s a ghost someone invited for morning coffee. He shrinks into his seat, as Hopper yells, “Joyce?”

Then his Mom is there. She looks tired. Her hair is mussed, clothes wrinkly, bags under her eyes. Eyes that immediately settle on Will. She stops breathing, goes still as a corpse before bolting to his side.

She pulls him from his chair with enough force that they both go tumbling to the laminate. “Baby, baby, is that really you?” she asks, crying. She’s smelling his hair like that will tell her. Like he doesn’t still smell like sweat and dirt and ash. “Oh baby, you came home.”

Will burrows into her chest, sobbing. Part of him hadn’t been able to stop hearing her yelling his name as the Demogorgon growled, had been terrified that it’d gotten her, despite what Steve had said. 

“I was so worried, sweetheart,” she says, garbled enough to almost be unintelligible. “I heard those awful noises and the gunshots, and then you wouldn’t talk to me, baby.”

She clutches him impossibly tighter. Will wriggles enough to free his face so he could breathe. Jonathan is kneeling behind her, hands settled on both their shoulders, crying in a way that Will’s never seen before. 

He never wants to leave this moment.

But then the Chief yells over the din, “can someone tell me what the hell is going on?”

It goes quiet except for Joyce’s crying, like no one wants to be in the man’s crosshairs. Finally, it’s Eddie who responds. “You won’t believe this, Hop.”

Will pulls out of his Mom’s arms. She keeps them latched onto his ribs, but lets him sit up on his own. He looks over at where Eddie’s still seated at the table. His jaw is firm, resolute under his Uncle’s steadying hand. The Chief is glaring down at him, nostrils flaring in his customary anger before he takes a steadying breath, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“Why don’t you give me a try?” 

Part 25

[brokecorviknight]

Hatchetfield Pokémon AU - Partner List:

Main Characters:

TGWDLM:

Paul Matthews - Exploud

Emma Perkins - Porygon

BF:

Tom Houston - Donphan

Becky Barnes - Comfey

Lex Foster - Zigzagoon (Cressellia is also here)

Hannah Foster - Mew

NPMD:

Pete Spankoffski - Stoutland

Steph Lauter - Luxray

Grace Chasity - Hatterene

Max Jägerman - Passimian

LIB:

Wiggly (Wiggog Y’rath) / Wendell (Dark/Psychic)

Nibbly (Nibblenephim) / Nicky (Dark/Psychic)

Pokey (Pokotho) / Porter (Dark/Psychic)

Blinky (Bliklotep) / Blaine (Dark/Psychic)

Tinky (T’noy Karaxis) / Theo (Theodore) (Dark/Psychic)

Webby (Queen in White) / Wendy (Psychic/Dark)

Important Characters:

TGWDLM:

Ted Spankoffski - Volcarona

Bill Woodward - Leavanny

Alice Woodward - Skitty

Prof. Henry Hidgens - Liligant

Gen. John MacNamara - Genesect

BF:

Ethan Greene - Cyclizar

Linda Monroe - Vespiqueen

Tim Houston - Cubone

NPMD:

Richie Lipschitz - Gallade

Ruth Fleming - Sprigatito

Solomon Lauter - Honchkrow

Detective Shapiro - Pikachu

NT:

Henry (Fake Prof. Henry Hidgens) - Mimikyu

Lucy Stockworth - Gholdengo

Wooly-Foot - Galrian Darmanitan

Konk (Ted Spankoffski) - Darmanitan

Pryce Perkins (Paul Matthews 23) - Ditto

Emilia Matthews (Emma Perkins Android) - MissingNo

Time Bastard / Homeless Man (Ted Spankoffski) - Iron Moth and Slither Wing

Jane Houston (Perkins) - Revaroom

Miss Holloway - Hypno

Duke Keane - Snorlax

Gerald Monroe - Vivallon

Perky (Emma Perkins) - Aribolva

Ziggy - Shiftry

Jeri - Nidoqueen

Jerry - Nidoking

Lumber Axe (Lil’ Jerry) - Witchwood Haxorus

Shelia Young - Froslass

Rose - Toxtricity

Melissa - Meowstick (Female)

Puss - Espeon

Named Characters:

TGWDLM:

Greenpeace girl / Harmony Jones - Shaymin

Ken Davidson - Grumpig

Charlotte Sweetly - Oinkalogne

Sam Sweetly - Braviary

Nora - Minccino

Zoey Chambers - Alcreamie

Deb - Liepard

BF:

Frank Pricely - Sableye

Sherman Young - Salazzle

Gary Goldstein - Meowth

Uncle Wiley / Wilbur Cross - Tentacruel

Man in a Hurry / Barry Swift - Yanmega

Dude with Peanut - Pachirisu (Peanut)

Xander Lee - Empoleon

President - Unfezant (Male)

NPMD:

Mark Chasity - Flapple

Karen Chasity - Appletun

Off. Bailey - Skarmory

Kyle - Chesnaught

Brenda - Oricorio (Electric)

Jason - Bastiodon

Caitlyn - Altaria

Ms. Mulberry- Audino

Ms. Tessburger - Corsola

Rudolph - Sawsbuck

Brook - Finneon

Trevor Lipschitz - Magcargo

NT:

Allison - Lanturn

Madame Iris - Reuniclus

Craig - Tropius

Barker - Coalossal

Rupert - Gigalith

Jonathan Brisby - Tyrantrum

Sylvia - Floatzel

Andy / Executive Kilgore - Aggron

Jenny - Milotic

Dan Reynolds - Karrablast

Donna Daggit - Shelmet

Tony Greene - Klingklang

Jacqueline Frost - Glaceon

Pamala Foster - Komala

Roman Murray - Morpeko

River Monroe - Combee (Male) or Teddyursa

Trent Monroe - Venomoth

Seaton Monroe - Ninjask

Jordan Monroe - Shuckle

Malone - Octillery

Hailey - Skuntank

Zach Chambers - Gogoat

Liz - Beartic

Judith - Butterfree

Martha - Clawitzer

Mary - Bibarel

Mima Chambers - Drampa

Bob Metzger - Witchwood Aegislash

Carl Metzger - Witchwood Doublade

Larz Metzger - Witchwood Doublade

Louie Metzger - Witchwood Honedge

Mary - Medichan

Noah - Furret

Gabe - Sudowoodo

Marco - Copperajah

Kale - Chatot

Thrash - Noivern

Skud - Rillaboom

Courtney - Zebstrika

Russ - Scovillain

Beth - Centiskorch

Eddie Chiplucky - Krookodile

Stopwatch / Daniel - Phantump

Spitfire / Sophia - Blaziken

Charles - Type: Null

Bruno - Pangoro

Otho - Flamigo

Freddie Biggs - Corviknight

Mina - Pyroar (Female)

Chrissy - Alolan Persian

Aubrey - Purugly

Teddy Bear - Mabosstiff

Jerrie - Golurk

Different Actors:

Hot Chocolate Boy (Peter Spankoffski) (TGWDLM) - Polteageist

Pete Spankoffski (AC) - Aromatisse

Prof. Henry Hidgens (HQ) - Jigglypuff

Prof. Henry Hidgens (WB) - Spinda

Max Jägerman (TGWDLM) - Cinderace

Ethan Greene (YJ) - Goodra

(I’ve been working on this for a few weeks. I thought it would be fun to share. Hope you all enjoy it)

[ladykailitha]

My brain went into Steddie overdrive today. Sheesh! I came up with two AUs.

1- Secret Garden AU- Robin as Mary Lennox, the orphan from India sent to live with her uncle (Hopper in this situation) who is rarely home. She meets Eddie (as Dickon the townie boy) through her maid Max. Uncle Wayne is the old gardener that comes and tends the garden anyway. Joyce is the fearful housekeeper, trying to keep Robin from learning the house’s secret. She keeps claiming the boy Robin hears at night is Will (Jonathan is a former undergardener turned stable boy.) And of course Steve is Colin, the master’s secret son. And then make it gay!

2- Modern AU. Eddie is looking to get the Evenstar from LotR tattooed on his chest but his usual artist packed up and moved to New York. So he’s on the hunt for a new artist when a friend (no idea who yet) tells him that they recently got work done by this guy who’s freaking amazing. He’s told to go the Royal Pain tattoo shop and ask for Stevie. No last name. So he goes and Robin is minding the front desk and he remembers her from school. And suddenly his mind fills in Stevie’s last name. Harrington. And sure enough that’s who walks out. Only this is not King Steve, oh no. This Steve’s hair is shaved on the sides and floppy up top. A single lock is dyed bright pink. He’s got a piercing in his eyebrow and left ear and tattoos peaking from his tight polo shirt. Eddie’s panicking now. He can’t have King Steve tattoo him! How would he hide the erection he knows he’s gonna pop?

But Steve is smiling brightly at him and asking him about if he wants to do a large back tattoo of the pendant but Eddie tells him he’s saving his back for some wicked bat wings. But he hasn’t found an artist he trusts enough to do it. Steve immediately offers his portfolio to look at while he sets up for the Evenstar tat. Robin leans across the counter and tells Eddie that he better at least get Steve’s number if he doesn’t intend to return for the back tattoo. Because Steve hates doing back tattoos or any tattoos that require more than one or two sessions because he gets bored easy. But the fact that he offered to do Eddie’s means Steve is interested and wants him to come back. And she really doesn’t want to deal with the pining.

Eddie doesn’t know what to say to that and he is thankfully saved by Steve calling him to come back. Steve asks him to trust him on the chest piece and give him carte blanche. Eddie thinks about it for a moment and then agrees. When it’s done he is grateful he trusted his instincts because the tattoo? It’s gorgeous. It looks as though it’s coming out of his chest, skin peeling back to see bone and his heart and the Evenstar in the middle of it, shining like a beacon. Eddie almost cries at how beautiful it is.

Steve hands him is business card with his cell phone number on the back. And Eddie walks away with the shops own lotion and the knowledge that he would be back to have Steve do those wings.

Full Story here.

[fastcardotmp3]

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I've written so many ficlets and blurbs etc for these little weirdos that I could never find again once I posted them, so here's all of (what I could find) in one place! (mostly for my own organization and sanity, but hey, you can use it too mwah!) full-length fic masterlist meta and analysis masterlist ao3

Platonic and/or Pre-Slash

the Munsons' Indy 500 tradition

Max & the Munson family

Uncle Eddie

Spider-Eddie AU

Music Industry Stobin meet Tour Journalist Eddie

He's been here before, he'll be here again

Nancy & Eddie pre-S3 meeting

"The Bear" AU

Nancy & Barb "When your best friend dies young..."

Nancy "Comphet" Wheeler goes to a gay bar

Nancy & Eddie & Barb

Jonathan & El sibling bonding

Robin's second coming out

TLOU inspired apocalypse AU

Truman Show inspired AU

Steve & Barb reunion

college radio AU

The West Wing AU

Conspiracy Theorist outsider POV

Steve & Nancy: Adventurers

Nancy & Mike: No More Secrets

Stobin on the run

Nancy & Eddie: Christmas at the cemetery

Liminal space: Robin, gas station on a long mountain road

Ronance

Ronance meets Immortality (part 2 here)

Ronance Letters AU

Kiki's Delivery Service AU

fool's gold

Good Omens AU

Generational listening

Horror Filmmaker!Nancy

Childhood Friends AU - Femslash Week 1

Getting together at the wrong time (and then the right time) - Femslash Week 2

Steddie

One-Hit Wonder Eddie

the beauty of a steddie slow burn

Steddie non-soulmate soulmate AU

post-S4 memory-wipe AU

Steddie New Years Eve traditions

beauty and tragedy

pre-S4 Steddie, but Eddie still dies

Gilmore Girls AU

Model!Steve

Graphic Novelist!Eddie

Russian Doll AU

here we go again (microfic challenge, July)

butter cake (microfic challenge, August)

wildfire (microfic challenge, September)

more for your money (microfic challenge, October)

rest stop (microfic challenge, November)

fluke (microfic challenge, December)

Guts

long haul trucker Eddie comes home

Dancer!Steve AU

Jargyle

Jargyle and the mortifying joy of Being Seen

Stonathan

How could you think, darlin', I'd scare so easily?

Wheelingham

Wheelingham S3 AU/ Chrissy candy striper AU

Chrissy Comes Back Wrong (1)

Chrissy Comes Back Wrong (2)

post-S2 AU

S4 AU Secret Relationship - Femslash Week 3

[steddie-fanfic-recs]

it led me to you

by steddieas_shegoes

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Character: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Wayne Munson, Corroded Coffin (Stranger Things), Hellfire Club (Stranger Things), The Party (Stranger Things), Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Joyce Byers, Steve Harrington's Parents, Tommy Hagan Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Light Angst, Happy Ending, Steve Harrington Has Bad Parents, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Gay Eddie Munson, Mutual Pining, Coming Out, Bullying, High School, Period-Typical Homophobia, Supportive Wayne Munson, Good Uncle Wayne Munson, Wayne Munson is a Sweetheart, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Physical Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, Injury, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Making Out, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, First Time, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Bathing/Washing Words: 44,219 Chapters: 6/6

Summary

This fic is actually based on a request I received on tumblr and my brain spiraled and I ended up needing more than just a little ficlet for it: Steddie au of little Freshman Steve Harrington being taken under the wing of sophomore Eddie Munson instead of Tommy Hagan? Like he's still a jock by way of playing baseball and being on the swim team but he plays DnD and acts like he dislikes metal just to see Eddie go on a rant about it. (Also Eddie gives me the vibe of that one kid who was really smart in elementary/middle school, who just got everything instantly, so he didn't learn good studying habits. So then in high school and it was actually starting to challenge him, he was adrift and never got his sea legs.

[nevereverafter45]

Hard Knock Life| Dean Ambrose

This is the first part of my Dean Ambrose/ Jon Moxley series, that i have been working on forever and I just finally decided to finish writing it.

masterlist

Hard Knock Life

Word count 697

Cincinnati Ohio 2000

One shot prequel to Live Fast Die Beautiful which has nothing to do with One for The Money, that is a what if au story that has bugged me for months. This is her first story. I only own Jaycee and Rosie and any other girls that are mentioned in this story. 

Rated T for language.

Jaycee Grayson followed her mentor from Baby Doll strip club into a party that was already rocking.

 She frowned and tugged on Rosie's hand, "Rose." She whined. She didn't want to be there but she had nowhere else to go. Her mother's pimp had made advances on her and when she shut him down he threw her out of the apartment her mother could barely afford. With no home and no hope she turned to Rosie who took her under her wing and got her hired with at her uncle's gentleman’s club. 

"Don't whine baby girl." She said stopping her stride and looking at her, "you need friends." 

Jaycee's blue eyes looked over her shoulder at the party then back at her,"fine. Fine. Just don't lose me in the crowd." She caved. 

"Good girl." Rosie smiled smoothing Jaycee's blonde curls over her shoulders then she pinched her cheeks to get some color into them. 

She slapped her hands away from her cheeks smiling, “Stop Ro, I am fine.” And for the first time since she had started working Baby Doll Club she felt it. She felt like something was finally going right in her life. 

Rosie pulled her into the house and grabbed a red solo cup that was filled to the brim with amber colored beer. She past it to Jaycee before grabbing another one before pulling her deeper into the house. Jaycee sat down on the couch and pulling off her  warm jacket and sat down sipping her drink. 

Rosie glanced over at her and nodded her head smiling softly before yelling for a boy closer to her age, "Jon come here!" Jonathan Moxley who had just stepped into the kitchen grinned, his dimples popping out, "what?" "Come here stud! I have someone I want you to meet." He nodded his head picking up a beer and walking over to the couch, "who's she?" "This is my new girl, Jaycee. Jaycee this is Jon. Jon, Jaycee." Rosie introduced smirking. The younger girl wiped her hand on her jeans and held her hand out to him. He looked at her then at her hand, he shook it briefly before dropping down on the couch next to her. Rosie winked at them before disappearing into the crowd. 

"So you are a dancer huh?" He asked. "Yeah." She answered shyly taking another sip of her beer, "It's good money, and it's going to help pay my mom's medical bills." She had rambled on not caring if he asked or cared why she did it. It was a nervous habit, she just kept talking and didn't stop until she realized she had said too much. He turned and looked at her. "She got fired from her job for taking too many sick days. She has advanced stage breast cancer." She glanced out of the corner of her eye at him. He cleared his throat after taking several sips of his drink, "sorry about the cancer thing." "It's okay." She shrugged her shoulders, "sure it's sad but she hadn't been mother of the year." "Junkie?" She nodded her head, "hooker, dead beat junkie." Jon nodded his head, his mom was the same way.  And where they came from dads were rare to have so he didn't bother ask and she didn't bother telling him. Jaycee finished the last few swallows of her beer before she stood and went over to the keg refilling the plastic cup. She seemed to be a okay girl once they got her past her shy stage. And between him and Rosie they could get her out her shy shell and who Jaycee really was. 

Rosie looked over at them and caught Jon's eye. He nodded his head, he could handle hanging out with the blonde for a few hours. 

[starry-eyed-ceaseless-watcher]

Character Tags (7/28/24)

Aka the massive tag breakdown to get super specific lol

The Mechanisms

Gunpowder Tim, Jonny D'ville, Nastya Rasputina, Ashes O'Reilly, Marius Von Raum, Ivy Alexandria, The Toy Soldier, Toy Soldier, Drumbot Brian, Raphaella La Cognizi, Doctor Carmilla

mordred hnoc, mordred, the pendragons, arthur pendragon, lancelot pendragon, guinevere pendragon, galahad hnoc, arthur hnoc, merlin hnoc, gawain hnoc, ulysses, hades udad, (several posts mention "the oracle of delphi" but are not tagged as such and left as drumbot brian), loki tbi, sigyn tbi, lyfrassir edda, bertie the mechanisms

timraph, hearteyes, two of hearts

mechs performance, ben below, ouatis, tbi, hnoc, udad, ttbt, jonny without the waistcoat

Delicious in Dungeon

Laios Touden, Falin Touden, Chimera Falin, Chilchuck Tims, Chilchuck, Chilchuk Tims, Senshi, Senshi of Izganda, Itzusmi, Marcille, Marcille Donato, Thistle, Mithrun, Chilchuck's Wife, Whitbelle, Chilchuck Wife, Chilchucks Wife, Flertim Chils, Meijack Chils, Puckpatti Chils, Flertom, Meijack, Puckpatti, The Winged Lion, Kabru, Mayjack Chils, Mayjack, Itzusumi, Kabru of Utaya

Chilchuck's daughters

chilshi, pots n picks, chilchuck sandwich, labru, farcille

Full Metal Alchemist (Brotherhood)

Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric, Roy Mustang, Ling Yao, Greedling, Riza Hawkeye, FMA Greed, Trisha Elric

Voltron

Pidge, Pidge Gunderson, Keith Kogane

South Park

Kenny McCormick, Karen McCormick

The Owl House

King Clawthorne

The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack

Flapjack

The Magnus Archives

Jon Sims, Jonathan Sims, Martin Blackwood, Tim Stoker, Timothy Stoker, Sasha James, Elias Bouchard, Jonah Magnus, Peter Lukas, Simon Fairchild, Oliver Banks, Jared Hopworth, Michael Distortion, Helen Distortion, Michael Shelley, Helen Richardson, Agnes Montague, Jude Perry, Gertrude Robinson, Eric Delano, Mary Keay, Gerry Keay, Gerard Keay, Basira Hussain, Daisy Tonner, Daisy Toner, Alice Daisy Tonner, Nikola Orsinov, Georgie Barker, Jane Prentiss, The Admiral, Annabelle Cane, Melanie King, Not!Sasha, Mike Crew, Jack Barnabus, Lucia Wright, Robert Smirke, Desolation!Tim, Danny Stoker, Gerry Delano, Manuela Dominguez,

The Distortion, The Watcher, The Eye, The Spiral, The Stranger,

MAG 39, MAG 132, MAG 200, MAG 168, MAG 67, MAG 159, MAG 112, MAG 89, MAG 158, MAG 93, MAG 172, MAG 101, MAG 179, MAG 160, MAG 81, MAG 4, TMA S5, TMA S3, TMA S4, TMA Season 5,

teaholding, jmart, jonmartin, jontim, gerrymichael, timsasha, lonelyeyes, gerrytim, timgerry,

TMA AU

The Magnus Protocol

Alice Dyer, Gwen Bouchard, Gwendolyn Bouchard, Sam Khalid, Samama Khalid, Celia Ripley, Chester, Chester TMAGP, Gerard Keay, Gerry Keay, Mr Bonzo, Bonzo TMAGP, Bonzo, Georgie Barker, Jack TMAGP, Lady Mowbray, TMAGP Needles, Colin Becher, Norris, Norris TMAGP, Lena Kelley

(T)MAGP 15, (T)MAGP 12, TMAGP 10, (T)MAGP 8, (T)MAGP 7, MAGP 11, TMAGP 22

Just Roll With It

Chip JRWI, Gillion Tidestrider, Jay Ferin, Kian Stone, Timothy Rand, Rand JRWI, Lizzie Lafayette, Grefgor, JRWI Grefgor, Shilo Bathory, JRWI Shilo, William Wisp, Vyncent Sol, Dakota Cole, Queen JRWI, Caspian JRWI, Rolan Deep, Niklaus Hendrix, May Ferin, Peter Sqloint, JRWI Rumi, Rumi JRWI, JRWI Ollie, Ensa JRWI, Edyn Tidestrider, Goobleck, JRWI Goobleck, Runt JRWI, Uncle Threestrings, Troy Lougferd, Blink JRWI, Doppler JRWI, Pinch JRWI

JRWI Riptide, JRWI Blood in the Bayou, JRWI BITB, JRWI The Suckening, JRWI PD, JRWI Prime Defenders, Just Roll With It Prime Defenders, BITB, JRWI Apotheosis, JRWI Wonderlust, Blood in the Bayou

The Suckening 6, The Suckening Ep 6

armored pheasant, ghostknife

Malevolent

Arthur Lester, Kayne Malevolent, Oscar Malevolent, John Doe, John Malevolent, Detective Noel, Charlie Dowd, The Butcher Malevolent, Dennis Collins, Peter Yang

angeleyes, blind faith

All For The Game

Neil Josten, Andrew Minyard, Aaron Minyard, Nicky Hemmick, Matt Boyd, Dan Wilds, Allison Reynolds, Renee Walker, Kevin Day, Jeremy Knox, Jean Moreau

The Foxhole Court, TFC

andreil

The Locked Tomb

Gideon Nav, Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Harrow Nonagesimus, Ianthe Tridentarius, Coronabeth Tridentarius, Alecto the Ninth, Ortus Nigenad, Camilla Hect, Palamedes Sextus, Naberius Tern, Ianthe the First, Kiriona Gaia, Cytherea the First, Cytherea Loveday, Jeannemary Chatur, Issac Tettares, Abigail Pent, Magnus Quinn, Colum Asht, Silas Octakiseron, Dulcinea Septimus, Protesilaus Ebdoma, Marta Dyas, Judith Deuteros, Harrow Nova, Aiglamene, Marshal Crux, Pelleamena Novenarius, Priamhark Noniusvianus

Gideon The Ninth, GTN, Harrow The Ninth, HTN, Nona The Ninth, NTN, The Unwanted Guest

The Sixth House, The Third House, The First House, The Second House, The Fourth House, The Fifth House, The Seventh House, The Eighth House, The Ninth House, Sixth House

griddlehark, harryanthe, harrianthe, campal

TLT AU, TLT Crossover, Harrow Nova AU,

one flesh one end

Tolkien Works

tolkien

The Hobbit

Bilbo Baggins, Gandalf, Gandalf the Grey, Thorin Oakenshield, Tauriel, Kili, Kili Durin, Kili the Dwarf, Fili, Fili Durin, Fili the Dwarf, Lady Dis, Dis, Dis Frisul, Dis Durin, Balin, Dwalin, Frerin Thrainul, Nori, Ori, Bifur, Oin, Dori, Gloin, Bofur, Bombur, Legolas, Legolas Greenleaf, Thranduil, Smaug

The Line of Durin, Reshirement Vibes, Parentshield, Thorin's Company, BOTFA, The Hobbit BTS

bagginshield, kiliel, thilbo

Everyone Lives AU, Wraith Kili AU, The Hobbit Role Swap, Vampire AU, Modern Hobbit AU

House of Feathers Hall of Night Fic

Lord of the Rings

Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Merry Brandybuck, Pippin Took, Legolas, Legolas Greenleaf, Gimli, Gimli son of Gloin, Aragorn, Arwen, Galadriel, Elrond, Gandalf, Gandalf the Grey, Faramir, Boromir, Eowyn, Sam Gamgee, Nienna, Gandalf the White, Eomer, Eomer Eadig, Peregrin Took, Perigrin Took, Meridoc Brandybuck, Denethor II

Viggo Mortensen

Fellowship of the Ring, FOTR, Return of the King, The Three Hunters, LOTR BTS, Two Towers

aragorn x arwen, gigolas, samfro

Boromir Lives AU

Homestuck

Dave Strider, Jade Harley, John Egbert, Rose Lalonde, Dirk Strider

Davekat

Hades

Zagreus, Achilles, Patroclus, Eurydice, Artemis

Hades II

Melinoe, Chaos, Chaos Hades, Apollo,

Baldur's Gate 3

Astarion, Shadowheart, Jenevelle Hallowleaf, Gale Dekarios, Gale of Waterdeep, Lae'zel, Halsin, Karlach, Wyll Ravengard, Minthara, The Emperor, Withers, Scratch, Owlbear Cub

bloodweave

Psychonauts

Razputin Aquato, Sasha Nein. Milla Vodello, Frazie, Lili Zanotto, Dogen Boole, Bobby Zilch, Benny Fideleo

(Bride of) Reanimator

Herbert West, Dan Cain, Dr Hill, Megan Halsey, Meg Halsey,

Deleted Scene

danbert

The Bad Guys

Diane Foxington

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

Jessica Rabbit

Dead Poets Society

Neil Perry, Charlie Dalton

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish

Puss in Boots, Puss in Boots Perro

Treasure Planet

Jim Hawkins, John Silver, Sarah Hawkins, Captain Amelia, Doctor Doppler

Scream (1996)

Billy Loomis, Stu Macher

stuilly

[f4nd0m-fun]

Another bout of Uncle Jon Angst

So, in this AU, a strong enough ghost will have wings of its own, showing the fact that it is powerful, akin to how some animals have different marks to showcase danger. Clockwork switches between a Pygmy owl as a child, barn as an adult, and snowy as an elder. Pariah is crow through and through. After Danny became Pariah's Heir, he was gifted a cloak made of Clockwork's feathers, constantly shifting, with Pariah's mixed in as well, since they technically ghost-adopted him. This makes the cloak not only even more comforting beyond its weight to Danny, but a very powerful artifact in its own right. Pariah has also had most of his abilities sealed by Clockwork so someone can directly watch the ghostling that is Danny. So he's stuck in a crow form sticking with Danny (thank you @hallowsden for the Crow AU!) and protecting him. I HC Pariah as having a shadow core, which means he can vaguely form in dark areas, but it's kind of like Johnny's shadow beast. Another detail, I have written that only Halfas can become Ghost Kings/Queens, which means Pariah was one once. By sealing him and sending him with Danny, Clockwork hopes to restore some of his humanity. (Why do you think the Observants were so quick to want to kill Dan? They had seen it before in Pariah). Thankfully, it does work, though slowly.

Final note, Crane wasn't going to let him skip school, and Johan Welch is an asshole literature teacher at Gotham High (not the Academy). He also wasn't going to use his last name so the Bats could track the poor boy, so he used an old name the family dropped ages ago to enroll him. Anyway, actual thing is longer than the others and I've already said so much that... boom, an actual Read More! Also, it's midnight when I'm posting. 😅 Finally, Trigger Warning

It describes some of Danny's accident, including the loss of his wings, and shows a panic attack.

Danny was no stranger to bullies, whether it be lunch money, tests, or a punching bag they were after. He was also used to teachers who pushed their rules, who played favorites and sneered at those they thought of as less. At least he had his cloak, a secure weight upon his shoulders, much lighter than the crown he would day wear.

Mr. Welch seemed to zero in on his sour mood. "Nightingale?"

A sigh escaped his lips. "Yes, sir?"

"Tell me, in the Silmarillion, what is the moral behind the oath of Fëanor?"

He stared at the board a bit before glancing at the book in front of him. "I'm not certain, I think it’s that you shouldn’t promise something if you can’t actually do it?"

The teacher sighed. “No, Nightingale.”

There was a snicker behind him, Danny ignored it.

“Yes, Atkins? Can you answer?”

“Choosing violence in the heat of the moment will almost always end with suffering.”

“Good job.” He looked at Danny. “Now, was that so hard?”

“But-”

“You got it wrong, Nightingale.”

Danny hadn’t realized how close the teacher was until the cloak was yanked off his shoulders, feathers scattering. “No! Give that back!”

“You can have it after class is over.”

The laughter that had been bouncing through the room suddenly stopped at that; all the students knew better than to take another’s prized possession. Some money, maybe their homework, or even a jacket? All fair game. But anything that was clearly precious? You never knew how the kid would lash out.

Danny watched as the teacher walked away, but he did not take stock of the room itself. His wings, they were gone, seared away again. And he shook, like the shocks that wracked his form, mouth aiming to scream the silent terror that took over as his vocal cords were fried and healed time and time again until he had made his way out, wings in tatters, the scent of burning meat hovering over his f-

“Ghostling, you are not experiencing that anymore...” The tone was deep and stern, the barest hint of kindness underneath the ancient voice, mingling with a soft sorrow..

Danny continued to shake, but leaned into the cold warmth of armor and shadow. He had no idea where he was or how he’d arrived, but he was glad his p̸a̴t̷r̵o̸ was here for him.

“I guided you to a dark space as well as I could, it is hard for me to show after all.”

Danny didn’t pay too much heed to the words, merely listening to the soothing tones and trying to calm himself.

Pariah was determined to get that cloak back quickly, It was an important gift to his heir, and was too powerful to be left in the wrong hands. But, right now? All his focus was on the ghostling. “You can see the glow of my eyes, yes?”

Danny slowly looked up at his face and nodded weakly.

“What else?” Pariah mused as he waited for a response.

“The... light under the door...”

“Good. Again.” Perhaps it was a good think Tik had trapped them together in a loop until Pariah learned how to help the ghostling.

“Uh... there’s shelves in here.”

“Can you find anything else?” Thankfully, ghosts could see well in darkness, though Shadow Cores like himself did even better.

“I think I see a mop? P̸a̷t̵r̴o̷, are we in a closet?”

“Are you feeling better? Can you name something you can feel?” He hoped he didn’t forget anything until Danny was fully calmed.

“A... bit.”

He felt a smaller hand grab the figment of his own.

“I... can feel you, sorta. Your armor, your... essence..?”

He nodded. “What else?”

“The... floor. It’s solid.”

“Good. Give me ano-” Before he could finish, Pariah’s connection to the shadows was lost as the door opened. His form lasted not even a second in the light, but his hearing caught the reaction of both his heir and the intruder. Suddenly, the door was slammed and he felt the connection grow again, sighing softly as he returned. “Call your uncle,” he hesitantly began, hugging the ghostling again. “I don’t think you should stay here the rest of the day.”

“But your- my-”

“The cloak will be returned, I assure you, and whoever picks you up will make certain it is returned.”

Danny sighed heavily, and clung to Pariah as he fished his phone out of his pocket.

[sayuricorner]

ML x Batman: Arkham’s princess AU headcanons part 1

Next part

Here’s the first part details about my “Arkham’s princess AU”!

This part focus more on when Marinette just got to Gotham, the next part will focus on her daily life in Gotham and how she handle her duties as Ladybug at the same time.

Some of thoses ideas have been suggested by @itskarmalone (thank you by the way! ^^)

Warning: This AU content salt don’t like don’t read and English is not my first language so sorry if it’s confusing.

-After all the event of Marinette’s birth, all the villans that protected Sabine became unofficial (thought some official) godparents of Marinette.

-Thank to the changes and new therapies Bridgette introduced in Arkham, the Rogues showed good progress, yes they are still criminals but they are way less rutless and psychotic than before, heck, even the Joker become saner.

-Bridgette has been able to make Joker’s and Harley’s relationship way more healthier thank to many therapy sessions, they’re not “lovers” anymore and are now more like “friends” or at least “acquaintances on friendly therms”.

-Marinette knew the story of her birth, her parents told her about it when she was 5 years old when after a day at school on which some of her classmates talked about their godparents, she asked Tom and Sabine if she got Godparents too.

-Once the “godparents” found out that the “Arkham Princess” was back in Gotham they warned Bridgette (Harleen and Pamela in a lunch meeting) and Batfam (letter by Riddler in a Jack-in-the-box made by Joker) that they will sometimes “kidnap” Marinette for a few hours and tutor her the basics to help their godchild to grow. Batman was skeptical at first but Joker insisted that he or one of his birds could hang out with them to supervise the tutoring and to join in the lecture if they wanted.

-The classes goes by the following: 

Harley Quinn: Psychology and street smarts.

Poison Ivy: Botanic.

The Riddler: Calligraphy and Linguistics

Mad Hatter: Literature

Two-Face: Law and Criminal Justice

Joker: Workshop (mainly engineering)

Mr. Freeze: Science (focus on cryo-chemestry)

Bane: Languages

Scarecrow: Science

Kite Man: Aerodynamics

Killer croc: aquatic/combat sports

Catwoman: gymnastic

The Penguin: Economic and business studies

-Catwoman  didn’t meet Marinette when she was a baby, she hear of her from the other Rogues who often were rambling about an “Arkham’s princess”.

-She officially meet her as Selina Kyle through the Waynes since she and Bruce are dating. After chatting with Marinette Selina was charmed and she decided to made her her honorary “kitten”.

- Marinette knew they’re criminals, but they were the ones that protected her mother and helping her giving birth to her so she has complete trust on them.

-The Rogues, with her parents conscent, give Marinette ways to be stronger:

Pamela give her a potion that make her imune to all kind of toxines

Joker inject her a serum which make her imune to his laughing gaz and joker venum

Mr.Freeze enhancing her body to endure conditions more extreme for the comon human (takes her longer than average to suffer from heat stroke and hypothermia)

-Marinette is naturally imune to the fear gaz, the Rogues find out when she has been exposed to the gaz by accident and when a panicked Scarecrow was about to give her the cure he will notice that between the time Marinette was exposed to the fear gaz and the time she got the cure she didn’t react at all as if the gaz didn’t work which confuse everyone. She explain to them that she faced worst so don’t had to worry about the gaz, in hope to reassure her godparents, in particulary poor Scarecrow who feared he traumatised her because of his gaz.

- But it didn’t reassured the rogues, on the contrary, this made them freak out.

-<<- It’s okay uncle Jonathan it was an accident! And beside I endured worst so don’t worry about your ga...>> <<- WHAT?! WHO HURT YOU? WHO’S CORPSE WE WILL HAD TO BURY?!>>

-At the same times in Paris Lila and Hawkmoth got a sinister chill in their spine having, for some reason, a bad feeling about the future.

-The Rogues never, and I say NEVER, harmed Marinette it’s a golden rule among them: no harm of any kind must happen to their little princess

-The only “thing” they did to her is “branded” her with a symbol she wear on her clothes.

- It’s a symbol mixing the letters J for Joker, I fr Ivy, H for Harley/Hatter, K for Killer, P for Penguin and F for Freeze/Face. The letters were under a halo as well as wings on the begining of the J and at the end of the F (the shape of the right wing makes the F look like an R for Riddler and on the left wing is lettered an S for Scarecrow).

-The Rogues thought that it was the only way to warn rival gangs and enemies (as well as the Justice League) that if they mess with their god child, her godparents and Batman will hunt them down and depending which one gets them first will be the reason why they’re left alive or killed in sight.

[jjba-ocean-man]

hey you nerd give me the deets on the new roleswap squared, you know the one

5 Headcanons about an AU

((For anyone new it’s the events of roleswapevent between a couple of blogs, but switched again. That’s… the easiest way to explain it. Fuck. Also sorry that this may or may not be comprehensible and this one is long so lemme… I went past headcanons and this is just everything. Also kudos to @dio-theshitpost-brando for throwing idea volleyball with me ily.))

So you’re a vampire Jonathan and you decide that a final battle with your brother on a ship was the most dramatic way to go but then you get your crush killed and oh god oh fuck now your brother’s kid is crying, and there’s another baby- so you two give each other that look and try to cram everyone in a god damn coffin? 10/10 would not recommend. Clown Coffin.

But now you two decide that well, fuck, shit, time to throw away your archaeology and law degrees and get yourselves some medical licences because we’re about to fucking revive a badass motherfucker who you hope to god almighty she isn’t pissed at both of your asses. Because 1 cryptid motherfucker said you could.

With Speedwagon’s support, the Speedwagon Foundation is set up perfectly for whatever they need to do. You and your brother bicker constantly but well, both of you know she didn’t deserve this, so you help him raise his kid as the weird uncle that still gets raw meat bits all over himself when he eats.

Dio grandson Joseph’s a jackass and gets a man killed, so now there’s a new tube. Because… well, you can’t say no to him like this right? In the meantime however he gets himself cut on the weird golden arrow they bought from some pink mf, and because you start lecturing him about playing with shit he stabs you and oh god both of you are tripping there’s weird plants everywhere Dio don’t look at us like that!

Though now with your brother having a large family coming together… you’re starting to feel the weight of wanting one too. You find yourself a surrogate, for your son Giorno. But also find yourself saving two other boys whom you take under your wing, one however… losing a brother you place in the tube as well. The other boy, is a redhaired teenager so the only thing you worry about now is teenage rebellion.

BONUS: Dio’s descendant comes back with a pair of arms severed arms and you just… shit. Uh. Throw them in a tube too? You and Dio have no idea what the fuck to do but they’re there now. None of you know who’s Avdol arms those are because your guys’ Avdol is still alive.

[jeromevalseka]

some random incoherent thoughts about the attendings in my doctor au:

lee specialized in trauma surgery before she eventually became chief of surgery

her older sister, vera, is also a doctor and they've always had a playful rivalry going on (stoked by their parents, as, like the wayne's, the thompkins have a sort of medical dynasty) but things get really messy between them when vera transfers to gotham general and the chief of surgery at the time, barnes, makes her head of trauma surgery instead of lee

jim and lee had a Thing when they started out since they were in the same batch of interns but then they ended up splitting amicably by the time of their residency and, of course, that's when she found out she was pregnant

her first child is william peter gordon, and her and jim co-parent to the best of their abilities and they dote on him incessantly

jim, later on, after he's already head of pediatric surgery and after he's in a stable relationship with ed, ends up with the custody of his brother roger's kids when him and his wife, thelma, die (another ordeal that happens to take place in gotham general)

barbara is six when he adopts her (and barbara who works in orthopedic surgery, who he may have slept with once, never shuts up about the fact) and jem (short for james, named after thelma's uncle not jim himself) is 4

jim ends up in a relationship (that everyone was surprised about) with ed, a resident, though it really was an accident

ed's girlfriend kristen was in a really bad car accident and she didn't make it and jim, who deals with grief all the time (being a pediatric surgeon comes with a special, awful type of grief) and who was already fond of the nerd took him under his wing and worked with him to help his grieving process and, eventually, one thing led to another and they ended up in an on call room and the rest is history

harvey was the first person to find out about ed and he literally never lets jim live it down

on that note, harvey is a plastic surgeon! maybe in this his fiance stays with him? i just want him to be happy

jonathan is head of neurosurgery and he's a perfect southern gentleman with a huge ego and he calls everyone "baby" or "darling" and, oh yeah, he's completely hung up on bruce

his dad's a disgraced surgeon and his mom died when he was a kid

he loves his dad dearly even though he was a really harsh parent with hugely unrealistic standards that caused jon to have issues with perfectionism

lee, during the fiasco with her sister, ends up getting involved with the falcone foundation, a group that provides donations to the hospital and funds research, and ends up having weekly lunch dates with sofia, who runs the day to day operations of the foundation

cue lee and sofia being a power couple

[whoinwhoville]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Doctor Who (2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Lee McAvoy/Donna Noble, Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler Characters: Donna Noble, Tenth Doctor, Rose Tyler, Sylvia Noble Additional Tags: Other characters mentioned - Freeform, Fluff, it's so fluffy I'm gonna die, Crack, maybe? - Freeform, Wedding, wedding florist and photographer au, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Human, mean sylvia, rude sylvia, over-the-top sylvia, pre-romance ten x rose Series: Part 14 of I love AUs Summary:

Sylvia Noble: Mother-of-the-Bridezilla. But Donna, Rose, and Jonathan Smith are quite adept at standing up for themselves.

Response to this fic prompt: I’m the caterer and you’re the florist on a huge expensive wedding and we bond over what an awful person the mother of the bride is AU (with a few adjustments to the prompt).

“That dress does nothing for your figure. You look like a wedding cake topper. What do you need pockets for, anyway? Frosted coral lipstick? I don’t know why you even need a new dress. The one you wore to your first wedding was gorgeous.”

 *

“Purple and lavender? You know I don’t wear purple. I simply won’t. It is the colour of mourning. But then again, I am in mourning over this marriage.” (sniff sniff)

 *

“Cupcakes? Really Donna. I know money is tight, but that’s going too far.”

 *

“This reception hall is in a very rough part of town. No one is going to dare to go to the reception! Afraid their cars will get nicked. Pick someplace else.”

 *

“You can afford an open bar, but you are serving frozen starters from Tesco. You haven’t even hired a proper caterer.”

 *

“You are going to need more fairy lights to brighten up this dismal reception hall. At least you found a location in a safe part of town. But I can’t see my hand in front of my—“

“I. Have. Had. ENOUGH! I don’t want your help. And I certainly don’t need it!“

“But darling, it’s only three months away! And I have so much to do!”

“I am taking care of everything, and am doing a bloody good job of it, too.”

oOo

“Donna Noble, you will not sign that contract. She has no experience! The flowers will be a disgrace. I will not have my garden club friends gossiping because you carried a bouquet of food-colouring-dyed pink carnations! If you choose Rosie’s Posie’s, I’m withdrawing my support of your marriage.”

“Your support? What do you mean by support? You’re not the one shelling out the money for my wedding! Lee and I are paying for it! And as for support, you supported Lance. Even after you found out that he was a two-timing, cheating arse! You got angry with me after he left me at the altar! Support my third foot.”

“Lance has ambition! He’s going places! I saw him at the market the other day. No ring on his finger, Donna. There’s still a chance. Call him. Apologise.”

“Apologise for what? For not inviting him to the reception?”

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic. You’re making the mistake of your life. Lee owns a fishing tackle shop. No one goes fishing anymore. Do you really think there is a future in tying flies?”

“Lee is a good man and we love each other, and I’m getting married whether you support me or not!”

Donna squinted at her mother, and with a toss of her glorious ginger hair, signed the florist’s contract, even adding a smiley-face at the end of her name.

Sylvia stood slowly. “Goodbye Donna.” She sniffed. “Come and see me sometime, maybe when you’ve decided to stop being so hurtful.” The blonde woman gathered her things, wiped an imaginary tear from her eye, and quietly left her daughter’s flat.

Rose Tyler, the forgotten third person in the room, cleared her throat. “Right. Um, thanks. We can go over the details when you’re ready. Why don’t you call me—“

“No. We’ll do it now, Rose. Your designs are exquisite. First thing I want to order: a food-colouring-dyed Carnation corsage for my mother-of-the-bridezilla.”

Rose’s eyes went wide, and then she snorted a laugh.

oOo

“I forbid you to hire that person, Donna Noble. That man is a farce! He isn’t even a professional photographer! He’s a professor! You’ll regret it every time you open your wedding album and all you see are 1970’s starbursts on the candle flames and out of focus pictures with half of your face cut off. And his idea of creativity is probably photoshopping you with angel wings in a field of stars, being he’s an astronomy teacher. What a useless degree that is. If you hire Professor Smyth, I’m withdrawing my support of your marriage.”

“Again with the support. Jonathan is brilliant. He’s a genius. He’s photographed the weddings of royalty!”

“Ha! Queen Victoria’s great-great grandniece twice removed doesn’t count as royalty. You’ve only chosen him because he’s your employer. He’s told you he’ll fire you if you don’t hire him, hasn’t he?”

“No! And I’m not hiring him. It’s his wedding gift.”

“Well, you’d be better off if he bought you towels.”

oOo

“So, what do you think, then?” Rose asked. “Is this what you were thinking of?”

“Rose, these designs are perfect! It’s like you can read my mind. And you’re sure you can do this for the contracted price?”

“Yeah. I have a great supplier. Now, it’s possible that I won’t be able to get the Lily of the Valley. Sometimes it’s scarce, but I have a backup plan. I’m going to force Paperwhite Narcissus. They’ll be gorgeous with the purple crocus and lavender hyacinth. But the purple and white tulips will be the centerpiece of your bouquet. Would you like any iris?”

“Whatever you come up with will be perfect.”

Rose blushed and bit her lip. “Thanks for giving me a chance, Donna, this being my first wedding job and all. Who recommended me?”

“My boss bought me an arrangement a while back. I remembered it.”

“What did it look like?”

“Yellow roses, daisies, and chrysanthemums in a yellow smiley-face mug.”

“I remember that order. The mug was delivered to my shop with instructions to make an arrangement that matched. That he had a friend that needed a cheer-up.”

Donna smiled wistfully. “That was right after the Lance… thing. And yeah, it did cheer me up. It’s my favourite mug.”

Rose gently squeezed Donna’s arm. “From what you’ve said, good riddance, yeah? Lee is just about perfect.”

“He is, isn’t he?”

oOo

“Anything special you’d like? Any particular shots?”

“I have a list of all of the standard group shots, but mainly we want to remember our day in a more casual way. Candids.”

“Good. That’s what I like to shoot best. Well, stars are my favourite thing to photograph, of course. How about a few pictures outside? There’s going to be a full moon that night.”

“Sounds perfect.”

oOo

Rose parked as close to the church as she could manage, but it was still several hundred feet away. Her boot, the back seat, and the front of her red VW Beetle were jam-packed with flowers. She wasn’t wearing her usual work clothes — jeans, trainers, and a t-shirt. She and Donna had struck up a friendship, and Donna had invited her to the wedding. Rose almost lost her balance as the heels of her precarious stilettos dug into the gravel of the church yard. “Shoulda brought trainers,” she grumbled as she picked up the first flat of arrangements — the boutonnieres and corsages.

“Oh! Let me help!” called a friendly voice.

“Thanks. I’m running a bit late. Got stuck behind a crash on the way and traffic was backed up for miles. How do you know Donna?”

“She’s my assistant. You know, I ordered flowers from you for Donna a while back.”

“Thanks for that. Donna hired me because of you. What’s your name again?”

“Jonathan Smyth.”

“Hello Jonathan. I’m Rose Tyler. Since you offered, I’m going to put you to work.”

oOo

“Donna, I take back everything I said about Rosie’s Posies. She did a lovely job. Now where’s my corsage.”

She presented her mother with a white box.

“Why’s this box so big?” Sylvia asked as she lifted the lid. “What in blazes is this abomination?”

“You did say you were expecting dyed carnations. Rose’s assistant left the flowers in the purple dye too long and they’re almost black. We’ll call it aubergine.”

“I refuse to wear this hideous thing! It’s six inches across! It’ll block my face!”

“No no no! You don’t pin it to your dress. It’s a wristlet! See?”

“It looks like a ruffled Frisbee. Ridiculous.” Sylvia sneered as she pinched the enormous corsage with her fingertips as if it were a dirty nappy.

“Go on then, put it on. I want to see how it looks. I designed it myself.” Donna grinned.

“No. I refuse.” Sylvia tipped her nose into the air.

“It’s my wedding, and you’ll wear the bloody wristlet.”

“I’m withdrawing my support.”

“Support or no support, it’s my wedding. Put the thing on.”

Sylvia hissed as she slipped the enormous floral accessory onto her wrist.

oOo

Jonathan hid outside of the doorway, trying to contain his laughter as he set the camera to slow burst, taking shot after shot. He heard someone else laughing behind him.

“Did Donna really ask for that flower thing for her mother?”

“Donna’s takin’ the mick. I have the real one. She’s gonna give it to her mum right before Sylvia’s ushered to her seat. Isn’t it hideous?”

He grinned at her. “I think it’s absolutely brilliant.” He made a funny little happy noise. “Has Sylvia been difficult to work with?”

“Difficult? There’s no word that describes how difficult. She’s the mother-of-the-bride version of a bridezilla.”

“She gave me a list of about 500 formal family photo configurations. Mother with daughter, mother in chair. Mother with bride and bride in chair. Father and mother with bride, bride in chair holding her flowers in her lap. And then without flowers in her lap. Mother with bride’s flowers. Bride sitting on the steps with bridesmaid’s flowers ‘pillowed’ around her feet. Pillowed. How do you pillow flowers. Wouldn’t be very comfortable to sleep on,” he whinged. “And don’t get me started on the cousins, aunts, uncles, step uncles, step aunts, half cousins, and then Lee’s family and all of those iterations.” He pinched the bridge his nose.

Rose picked at her already-chipped pink nail polish. “I’m done with the flowers. I could, I don’t know, help round up and arrange the people? You did help me set up the flowers, after all.”

“I’d love that. Thank you, Rose Tyler.”

oOo

Jonathan’s pointer finger was sore. It was ten pm, and the dancing was still going in full force, thanks to the unlimited drinks being pouring liberally by the bartender.

“Jonathan, I think you’ve taken enough photos,” Donna said kindly.

“Can never be too thorough. I don’t want you to miss a single moment.”

“Oh, believe me, I won’t forget one thing about this wedding.” She snorted a laugh. “Don’t know that my mum is ever going to forgive me for that corsage. It was pretty awful, wasn’t it?”

“Donna, it was perfect.”

“Ha! Serves her right, saying all of those awful things about you and Rose.” She took a sip of champagne. “She did like the real one though. Doubt she’ll ever forgive me.” Donna took another sip of champagne. “So, what do you think of Rose?”

“She’s very talented.”

“Bloody right, she is. Started that florist business all on her own. You know how much I loved those flowers you gave me. How’d you find her, anyway?”

“Yelp. Read the reviews. One review stood out, though. Can’t go wrong with the username Old-Man-With-a-Telescope.”

“Hold on. That’s Grandad’s email address. I set it up for him so he could email those star pictures he takes through his telescope. What a coincidence.”

“There are no coincidences, Donna Noble.”

“Come to think of it, he brought me a bouquet of flowers after Lance,” she mused. “Must’ve bought ‘em from Rose.”

Jonathan squinted and looked off in the distance. “His name is Wilf, right?”

“Yeah.”

“I knew I recognized him from somewhere. It’s been niggling at me all night. He’s been coming to my planetarium shows for years! Always asks the best questions! Emails me his pictures from that email address.”

“That seals it. You were destined to meet Rose. Now why don’t you go and ask her for a dance.”

“I think that is a brilliant idea.”

She yawned. “Oh, Lee is back from saying goodbye to his family. Time to head out. Please. No pictures. I want to sneak away. Would rather avoid another confrontation with Sylvia.” She snorted.

“That won’t do, Donna! You want to remember your clandestine getaway, don’t you?”

Donna pulled her friend into a hug. “Jonathan, thank you. For everything. For putting up with my mother, for the gift. For being a great friend. And for being a great boss.”

“Donna Noble. You are brilliant. Now go. I’ll create a diversion. See you in two weeks.”

“Two? I only scheduled help for one week.”

“I’ve already arranged a temp. And the break is paid.”

oOo

It was the last dance, and Jonathan and Rose were the only couple left. Her shoes were off, she was leaning on his shoulder, almost asleep. They weren’t really dancing so much as swaying in place to a slow song — Frank Sinatra singing The Way You Look Tonight. It wasn’t really a romantic moment — more a mutual sigh of relief.

“You really do have a way with flowers,” Jonathan complimented.

“I suppose I was destined to work with flowers, given my name and all.”

“You could do anything and be fantastic at it, I think. And speaking of destiny, how’s this… Donna’s grandfather, Wilf, bought Donna flowers from your shop after her fortuitous breakup with that wholly unacceptable Lance bloke. I wanted to buy her flowers, too, so I Yelped, and found your shop. I read a frankly glorious review — and it turns out it was written by Donna’s Grandad. So I sent Donna flowers, and she was so impressed that she hired you to do her wedding. And here I am. And here you are.”

“Mmmm hmmm. Here we are,” she said contentedly. Beginning of a beautiful friendship, I think. I think we should collaborate again.”

“Oh, I do believe that’ll happen sooner than you think.”

oOo

“Donna Noble-McAvoy! These pictures are completely unacceptable! How in the world did that amateur photographer think it was even remotely appropriate to include that florist in almost every single picture! And look at this album! It’s absolutely hideous! It’s for a five year old! My Little Pony…” She slammed the album shut. “I demand that you ask for your money back!”

Donna snorted a laugh. “Mother, you are just too easy. You really need to learn how to take a joke. Here.” She handed an elegant white leather album to her mother. “Here’s the real one.”

Sylvia opened the book with a disdainful sniff. But then her face softened. “Donna… You’re beautiful. Oh, my baby girl.” She pulled her daughter in a hug, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. “I’m so proud of you.”

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I'm sorry but, with the murder/flock line, now I'm looking at the idea of a Wing AU, except it's only certain people.

He was terrorized for having wings, attacked, fear used on him, but he decided to turn the tables when he grew up. And what better moniker than the thing that's supposed to scare his kind away?

Jack isn't just big naturally, he also hides his own wings. The Fentons used to be called the Nightingales, but dropped the moniker after being cursed by the witches they hunted, as the curse was the wings.

Jack and John, long separated twins.

Others have wings for more benign reasons, perhaps a generic meta gene incident.

Danny had wings. The accident burnt them until they could no longer function, until they barely were anything, they had to be amputated for his well-being. And yet, phantom can still fly, it's why Danny likes that form so much, he can fly close to the stars even with removed wings.

Clockwork made him a cloak of feathers when he was crowned. It's not the same, but it's a familiar weight, one Danny hasn't felt since he was 14. He cries, shards of ice falling down, down, down...

His parents find out. They want to accept him, but it's so hard. So he runs away, to find his uncle. He gives them space, and hopes he'll feel his father's wings around him in another of his bone-crushing hugs.

Gotham is rich in ectoplasm but not enough to sustain Danny. Thankfully, ghosts can feed on emotions. Danny prefers light and happy ones, but there's so much fear lingering around his uncle, it helps him.

Jonathan will do anything for his flock, even if him and his brother don't always see eye to eye.

(this got out of hand, I hope you like)

Uncle Scarecrow sketch :D

Jonny ain't here to fuck around, y'all. Not when you're messing with someone in his perceived murder (flock/family)

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Today's second post was supposed to be 'who has wings'? Instead, you get more angst

Jonathan used to babysit Jazz and Danny when their parents went to conventions. It was easy enough, but he couldn't help but notice he may have been spending more time with the fledglings than their parents, especially when he turned out to be the one to teach them flight, which he couldn't even do himself.

Eventually, contact became less and less, and he stopped babysitting. Perhaps it was for the best, he'd been at odds with Jack as of lately, and one too many Arkham visits probably left a canyon between them.

When Danny showed up, singed, wings gone, Jazz nowhere to be seen? Well, Danny was a first priority, but he was quick to ask about his niece.

He thanked Gotham, not that there was much to thank for, that Jazz had escaped earlier. Part of him wondered why Danny didn't go to her, or why she didn't try to contact him, but it wasn't like he had his address out there for the public or the clan to find.

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Jonathan, wondering: How did Danny even find me?

Danny, flying through Gotham, practically blind from exhaustion, dropping his ass next to the first family energy he found: Yo, halp