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blood-injections · 11 months

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Found a genius au lost in my notes app okay so get this.

Kobra Kid gets ghosted. Or so everyone thinks. The rest of the Fab Four assume he’s dead because at the scene that’s found, Kobra’s bike is totaled and there’s a ton of blood and they couldn’t find a body, so they come to the conclusion that bli must’ve taken the body or dumped it somewhere and the idea is confirmed as months pass and there’s no sign of a surviving Kobra and no intel from rebels in the city of imprisoned killjoys.

But Kobra wakes up in Battery City, he’s interrogated for information, tortured and drugged, and he loses his memories. But he doesn’t fall under their control, even as they try to make him a soldier, try to get in his mind, it doesn’t work. He knows he hates them and he manages to escape before they take control of him. But his memories are gone, whether because of the mix of physical and emotional trauma or a little too many shocks he doesn’t know, he just knows that Better Living is his enemy. And he has instincts still, combat skills he doesn’t remember learning but that let him escape with his life. He has some flashes of memory after a while, but not enough to piece together who he is.

So he has no clue who he is and he’s stuck in the city and full of rage, so he starts sneaking around and killing every drac or scarecrow he comes across. He becomes obsessed with the idea of revenge for his lost past, of destroying bli from the inside out once he’s seen the state the city is in, the pristine skyscrapers miles from the starving slums, the droids rusting on street corners but still alive, still waiting for a savior that doesn’t exist. He gets his hands on some better weapons and soon there’s whispers of an assassin in battery city.

He survives for months, taking out dracs and even some higher ups, his plan is to work his way up the chain, take out the director herself. But the job is proving more difficult the closer he gets, he’s getting more hurt more often and has a few narrow escapes. Meanwhile his memories have been slowly returning, he knows he was a killjoy, that he had a brother, even that his name is Kobra Kid. He knows a little of his true identity but still can’t really remember other than a few scattered moments of his life, most of them being from when he was younger, he still doesn’t know where he was before he was stuck with bli, he hasn’t left the city because he still doesn’t know where he’d go back to. Besides, he’s actually made a bit of a change with the people he’s taken out, better living is on edge for once and he can still do more because they’ve yet to track him down. He’s been called the viper because of how quickly he strikes and how deadly he is and it’s quite ironic that he was called that before he even remembered that his name was Kobra.

Then he meets a dealer claiming to have pills that are supposed to help with memory loss, something that he’s been looking for but that are rare to come by. The dealer is shady and wants a lot for them but he says they’re straight from the factory and untampered with so Kobra takes the risk, desperate to know more about himself. It takes a couple weeks for them to seemingly start working, for his little flashbacks to start happening more often, to even start remembering whole chunks of his past in his dreams at night. He can actually recall stuff now and the process becomes less sifting through his life one flashback at a time and more like it’s information just coming back to him without him even noticing half the time, it just settles back into its natural place in his mind like it always should have been.

After a couple months, he remembers everything, knows he has to get back to the zones because it’s been almost two years now. He wants to keep going, find the director, but he wants to go home more, let his family know he isn’t dead like they probably think. He’s changed a lot during his time in the city, he’s stronger in some ways, but he has a lot more blood on his hands. Bli blood, so he doesn’t really care, but they’ve bled him too. Injuries he’s sustained means he’s different in some respects, maybe he has a cybernetic part or two. He has scars, some from captivity some from his many fights, many physical but even more unseen. He knows he’s more dangerous, he’s less scared of losing future fights, but he’s terrified of his missing time, fears what he may have missed while he’s been in the city, because what if he gets back home and in the two years he’s been gone his friends have been ghosted, what if he returns home to an empty diner collecting dust?

It isn’t hard to get out now that he finally knows where he’s going, he stealthily takes out a few ‘crows and steals a motorcycle, then he pushes his fears from his mind, focuses on hope as he rides out to the diner to reunite with his crew after being dead and gone for nearly two years.

#assassin Kobra kid is actually something so dear to me rn #kobra kid #danger days #my chemical romance #ttlotfk #mcr danger days #mcr #killjoys #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #killjoy headcanons #danger days hcs #danger days headcanons #the fabulous killjoys #corvidscrap

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snootlestheangel · 10 months

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🗣️🗣️ no time like the present to get writing!! (coming from someone who.. also.. should be writing..)

but i'd like to hear more about the wolfshifter au idea if you don't mind!! very intriguing stuff

Thank you for the ask, my friend! Now that you have summoned every thought, here is a dump of the wolfshifter au!!!

So, for starters: The MacTavish family and their history of caring for wolfshifters. Since the discovery of wolfshifters about a century ago, there's been a huge stigma against them in the broad scope of modern society. Something about them never really being "human" and are typically reduced to nothing but savage beasts. But Scotland, having a high focus on herding, accepts the wolfshifter population the best. They're not exactly buddy buddy with them, but most wolfshifters find easy work doing stuff for farmers and whatnot. Granted, most of their jobs are like "guard dog" sorts of jobs, but hey, in a world where it's really common for wolves to be fired, refused a job, evicted, etc. just for being a wolf, work is work.

Then came along Great-great Grandma MacTavish. Something happened with her husband and somehow, a wolfshifter was the one to provide the best support for the young family during their difficult times. She ends up convincing her husband to start a business; basically a support/help center for wolfshifters in need. They provide basic medical care, food, clothing, shelter, etc.

Skip to modern day and Soap's family is still very heavily supporting this 'little' business. It's grown a significant amount, obviously, and it's the largest of a handful of wolfshifter care centers in the country, all others younger and operating independently. Soap's parents still run the "soup kitchen" that provide homemade Scottish meals to any and all wolves, no questions asked. Soap's eldest brother and wife are in charge of the medical facility that provides care for both human and wolf form. The brother (Oliver) and his wife run the "human" department specifically, and one of the two MacTavish sisters (Sarah) is in charge of the "wolf" department. Tiffany, the second MacTavish sister is in charge of the housing for displaced wolfshifters.

Side note about wolfshifters in this AU: they all are required to wear identifying tags/have ID chips for what's considered "safety" purposes. Ghost, being the legally dead menace to society he is, no longer wears his ID tags/dogtags (military ones), and because of Roba, his chip had been forcibly removed so he could never be identified; he'd just die a nobody.

Then we got Simon Riley. His father, being the absolute abomination he is, never knew his wife was a wolfshifter until after they have kids. Simon got the brunt of his abuse for being a wolf, and he eventually just became so numb to the abuse he gets from everyone that he eventually stops transforming. So much to the point that Price is not aware of his shifter status, but he's definitely suspicious.

But not as suspicious as Soap. Soap grew up around wolfshifters, and he knows there are certain behaviors and whatnot that are noticeable even in human form. He picks up on a few, albeit very subtle, behavioral traits from Ghost that just scream "wolf" to him, but he knows not to approach him about it. He grew up around wolves that had nowhere to go, no one to go to, traumatized and broken regarding their true nature. Ghost is like a poster child for it, so Soap keeps his distance from that topic.

They still end up having a very unique relationship, but it's not established when Ghost goes missing during a solo mission. Their intel was wrong or something else of the sort and he ended up getting captured.

The problem? They're a group trying to weaponize wolfshifters by forcing them to remain in wolf form. There's a special drug that was supposedly lost/abandoned that can induce transformations in wolfshifters. This group has mutated it to the point that wolves cannot physically transform back into human for several months at a time with only one injection of an amount that's in ratio with body weight and stuff.

ANYWHO

Ghost ends up stuck in wolf-form, he's injured, and he has no clue where he is. Turns out, he's stranded in what's considered the world's "safehaven" for wolfshifters all because of the MacTavish family.

Soap's siblings end up having to take him in, obviously not knowing who he is because he has no IDs or anything.

Basically just a really fluffy and angsty story about Ghost finding family with the MacTavish's and Soap just having absolutely world-destroying realizations of his love for Simon Riley. Ghost being soft with the young nieces and nephews, being fiercely protective of his new found-family

Yeah, I clearly haven't thought about this AU at all. Nope. Not a thought going towards it

#cod mw2 #call of duty #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soapghost #john price #kyle gaz garrick #ghostsoap #john soap mactavish x simon ghost riley #ao3 writer #want more of my writing? try feelzmaster on ao3 #wolfshifter cod au #wolf shifter!Ghost #Soap and his family

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theladyofbloodshed · 3 months

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i was reading the au where where we pretend acosf doesn’t happen fic on ao3 - lol is there another title? - primarily because i saw you mentioned in a post that it has nesta living in spring, and i’m really liking it so far and maybe i’ll eat my words soon, but at this point i can’t help but wish they had more of a friendship? don’t get me wrong, man did some things wrong, and nesta giving him a good dressing down would be the ultimate act of retribution lol but i also can’t help but feel like a lot of the anger/hatred is misplaced? surely if everyone can excuse and forgive rhysand the same courtesy should be extended to tamlin? and like, yeah, hybern cauldron etc but he really didn’t know that would happen? and he tried to stop it? and it was rhysand who failed to protect them at that point? plus, tamlin isn’t simply a man nursing a heartbreak, he’s someone who tried to do the right thing or at least wanted to, who had it all blow up in his face and is now left with nothing, also forced to deal with all the trauma he has been putting off dealing with for possibly his whole life? i don’t know .. i literally just wanted to ask if the fic had another title so i could tell you what a grip it’s had on me (unfortunately for the essay in meant to be writing) but then i got overcome by tam tam thoughts lol

Haha we just shorten it to AU ACOSF :)

Rhys was excused for 50 years of wrongdoings by putting on puppy eyes and being like "i love this mortal woman that you watched me abuse every night". Tamlin was working with Hybern for a few months and acted as spy during that time to gain intel. Rhys did it to protect a select few but there was no indication it would stop. No indication that he was also looking for the mortal woman to stop the curse. If Feyre never existed, he'd have carried on in Amarantha's pocket.

In AU ACOSF, Nesta gets dumped over the border because Beron is after her and Tamlin vouches for her. They develop this mutual respect of "we don't really like each other but we care about this court so we will live with each other". I liked what I did! Maybe others did lmao.

#anon asks

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madaboutmunson · 6 months

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I'm A Spy But On Your Side

I Think I Could Have Been Someone - Chapter 6

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Chapter Summary: Steve POV of the aftermath of meeting Eddie for the first time

Author Notes: This is a mature story, definitely 18+ only. Note specifically for this chapter: Don't Panic lol :D

Tags/Warnings: rockstar!AU; band; touring; music industry; alternate universe; drug usage; alcohol abuse; performing; enemies to lovers; road trip; stobin; platonic stobin; platonic with a capital P;

Word Count: 2.9K

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I Think I Could Have Been Someone - Part 6 - Steve POV

Steve didn't wake up alone this morning despite his friends leaving and no hired help because he hasn't even been to sleep, not for two days now.

He's holed himself up in the studio surrounded by instruments, dry marker scrawlings over every glass surface apart from one whose job was to store the thing that was helping him stay awake, to pull on this thread of inspiration.

In between are pulled-out pages from catalogues, scribbled-down telephone and product codes, ashtrays full of cigarette butts and a few empty beer bottles.

When the door swings open and Buckley steps in, he feels a waft of fresh air rush in, making his skin goose pimple. He's so excited.

"BUCKLEY!! You aren't gonna believe this! Look, I've written, like, three song demos, and-and I've found the best photography kit currently available, but I'm not allowed online without a chaperone, so I'm gonna need you to order these for me. Eddie's gonna be so pleased. I just know it!"

Robin nods, starts gathering up papers, looks at them and then slowly walks towards Steve, backing him towards the vocal booth. He's confused but still so excited about inspiration finally appearing again and how he's going to make everything up to Eddie. And they would have the best time in Vegas together, and he'd think about the consequences afterwards.

Once the soundproof door slides softly closed behind them. Robin roughly unplugs all the wires in the booth.

"Hey! This is very expensive equipment here, you know. You could be a little more gentle!" Steve complains and is starting to get a little annoyed that Robin is killing his buzz.

Robin dumps everything on the small chair in this tiny space before raising her hands to either side of her head and yelling at Steve, "What the hell were you thinking?"

“What do you mean? What was I thinking?” He frowns deeply at her.

“The photo, Steve, the one I said to not do anything stupid with!” She whisper-shouts back at him. Steve draws a blank. He’s trying frantically to recall, but his brain is swimming with ideas, not whatever this is. “Jesus, Steve, you don't even remember, do you? The picture of your photographer outside your home?” The words are flying out of Robin’s mouth like machine gun fire, and there is no room in the vocal booth for him to step back enough to dodge their intended impact, “The one you absolutely had to have? So I sent it to your stupid secret phone, ringing any bells? Which I knew was a mistake, but I was taking pity on you because you were all dewy-eyed!” She wags her finger at him.”But then Steve, you decide you want to get your little super-sleuths on the case and post it undercover to your fans?” Then it all comes rushing back to him, a moment of weakness. He knew his fans would find out everything about Eddie for him, and all he had to do was pretend it was some girl leaving his house. He knows Robin is mad, but he is hungry for intel. He locks eyes with her and feels himself lick his lips. She rolls her eyes and flops her arms to her sides in defeat because she knows what he’s about to ask.

“Did they find anything?” Steve quietly enquires, biting his lip back into his mouth immediately as the words leave him, and he winces a little.

“Of course they did!” Robin’s eyes widen as if he’d asked her the most ridiculous thing in the world, “They are minutes away from his blood type, his hairdresser’s dog’s name and what his regular coffee order is!”. Steve cautiously releases his bottom lip and looks around the ceiling, desperately trying not to ask what he wants to know. “Unbelievable!” she scoffs and shakes her head.

Steve tries a different tack, “Well, it's not like I can take it back now, is it?” he gives a little shrug and laughs as his eyes search the ground he is currently toeing at, “Sooo….” He looks up at Robin through his eyelashes.

She sighs and rolls her eyes, “He’s not married.” Steve punches the air, and Robin tuts and folds her arms, “I still stand by what I said, Steve. I’m getting weird vibes from him and the mountain of evidence that he wasn’t falling over himself to work with you.”

“We’ve been over this. He was busy! We both shot up the ranks at roughly the same time. He was fully booked for two whole years, and then we just couldn’t get our calendars to line up, that's all. His agent always sends those nice apology gift baskets with the little truffles you like in? Remember?” Steve searches her eyes with a slightly forlorn hopefulness. He needed her on his side. He needed this. Something to ignite his long, snuffed-out candle of creativity.

“Steve, no one is that busy.” Robin scoffs.

“I don’t know what you want me to say. He’s here now, isn’t he? He’s signed up. What does any of the past matter? I’m not bothered by it. Maybe he just wanted more money, or, “ he raises an eyebrow at her, “Maybe he wanted an international celebrity to beg for him?” He laughs as Robin screws up her face in absolute disgust.

“I don't think he was busy at all.” She says seriously, but Steve waves his hand at her dismissively and laughs.

“What? He’s just been getting offers from me, refusing, and twiddling his thumbs? Is that what you think? Oh, come on, Rob!” He puts his hands on his hips, “That's ridiculous!”

She starts to say something but stops, and he watches Robin read over the many partial lyrics, chord tabs, diagrams, and randomly noted ideas. The corners of her mouth twitch up slightly, and her eyes finally find his, “Just be careful, ok? You’ve been doing so well since I started. I know that isn’t just down to me, and I know you’re still struggling and still indulging in too much, Steve, but you're doing so much better than when I got here. I just don't want you to sink back down there again.”

“Please, babe. I’m into him, yes. But it's not all that serious, you know?” Steve half-smiles.

“Are you sure about that?” She gestures around them.

“I’m just inspired. That's all it is. I know you haven't seen much of that so far.” he reaches out for her hand below the sight of anyone looking through the booth window, “It’s nice that you care, though.”

She pats his hand, moves away and starts plugging wires back in, mumbling, “It's kinda my job.”

“Was that what you came to tell me? About how I shouldn't have sent the picture?” Steve asks, picking up some of the papers.

“No, actually. It was just Heidi messaged me, but it’s nothing important.” Robin says quickly, trying to leave the booth.

“I thought she flew home the night she left here? Don't they start filming this week or something? I barely take in anything she says. She talks so much.” Steve shakes his head with a little smirk. Then he takes a pause. He wasn’t sure if the lack of sleep was finally catching up with him, but Robin seemed a bit hurried. No, she looks nervous, and that is not something Steve ever has or ever wants to see in his bodyguard, “What did Heidi want exactly?” he pries, crowding Robin a little, holding out his hand for her phone.

“I honestly don't think it’s important right now. Don’t you wanna get back to your writing?” She tries, with a grimaced half smile, and he immediately knows it's not good news she's attempting to save him from.

He knows he could walk away from this, go into the other room, rack up a few more lines and forget all about whatever this is, but within Steve, unfortunately, is a hunger to know. He sometimes wonders if it's because he is a glutton for misery. It's almost like he’s so used to it being impossibly attracted to him that he now tries to ambush it first.

He makes a grabbing motion with his hand at Robin, and she takes the phone out of her pocket, “This is a bad idea.” She says seriously and softly. Steve looks at the floor and stretches his hand towards her again, “Shall I just tell you what it is? Maybe that would be easier, huh?” Now, he was perturbed. What on Earth had Heidi done? God, he hopes she hasn’t posted anything fucking stupid, so he’d have to cut all ties with her. He wasn’t planning on anything serious with Heidi, but at least she was easy enough to get along with. She doesn't ask too many questions and gets what she wants. Steve gets what he wants, and they both go their separate ways. She wasn’t a friend, but at least an amiable acquaintance.

Robin finally places the phone in his hand.

The trepidation on Robin’s face works its way into himself until there is almost a feeling of static between his thumb and the screen. He takes a deep breath and opens the message.

Tell Steve I think I figured out why the photographer didn't want to stay over.

A little picture collection sits in a box below the words, and Steve already feels he knows what is contained within. Cloud 9 busting ballistic missiles. He could hand it back. He could save himself from reality and continue floating around in the happy haze of crushdom. He could keep this Eddie on his pedestal.

His thumb hovers over the small box of thumbnails. He wasn’t with Eddie. He didn't own him. He was a colleague. A really cute one. One that Steve had been waiting years to be in the same room as. One that captured the real him when no one else could see, and Steve had drowned in that particular work, night after night for years. He thought he’d be meeting some greying gent, an artistic sage, who Steve could thank profusely, and they’d discuss that particular photograph over cocktails or coffee and become real friends, and Steve would have someone that he didn't have to pretend around because this guy had seen the same photo too. He must have seen the dull, desperate hopelessness in Steve’s eyes against the vibrant backdrop of live music.

But instead, he’d manifested an impossibly hot, almost looked like a rockstar himself, of days gone by. With huge brown eyes, a dazzling smile, and ringed solid hands that looked perfect for capturing Steve not just through a camera lens, who moved like a panther and made Steve’s heart skip a beat whenever their eyes met.

His self-preservation, which had been trying to warn him away from thoughts of Eddie since his eyes were graced with him the first time, shoves the starry-eyed part of his psyche off the ledge of indecisiveness into the reveal.

His thumb taps against the screen, expanding the images, and a smile creeps over his face. There he was, sitting at the bar, chatting with the bartender, giving her one of his gorgeous smiles.

Swipe.

This one is a little more difficult to interpret, his eyes cast down toward his glass. He almost looks a little blue, and doesn't that just make Steve’s heart bleed. There should never be a day that makes a beauty like that look glum this way. He feels a ridiculous urgency to make it right somehow. Rush to the hotel he’s no longer at to put a smile back on the face of the man who is no longer there.

Swipe.

Steve’s heart stops, and a breath catches in his throat. He’s sitting with someone else. He feels his eye shoot to Robin as his chest rises and falls a little quicker, but she’s already looking at the ground. That's when he realises it's only going to get worse.

Swipe.

Eddie is beaming at this guy that Steve can see a little better now because he’s throwing his head back, laughing with a slight blush on his cheeks.

Eddie’s made him laugh.

Steve’s stomach drops as if his imagination rollercoaster nudges his emotions over the top, and down it falls. No brakes. He sniffs and pinches the bridge of his nose, wipes his hand down the lower part of his face and zooms in on the other guy. Sunkissed, muscular, younger. Clothes that unintentionally hug his figure simply because of his build. He feels his mouth downturn because, for a moment, he doesn't know why it hurts so much. He looks down at himself and what he’s become. When he and Eddie first crossed paths all those years ago, that is what they would have looked like together. That perfectly coiffed swoop of hair and that chest-hugging polo shirt would have been his. He feels his eyelids flicker, swallows down the crippling self-loathing, and the green-eyed monster of a coach, calls his inner masochist off the bench.

Swipe.

His hand is on Eddie’s knee as he leans forward mid-conversation, and he’s completely captivated him. Eddie's eyes fall a little lower than the man’s eye line, a subtle smile on his lips.

Swipe.

Eddie is holding up a cherry, and the younger man obediently opens his mouth to receive it on his tongue. Steve's lips are a tight line now.

Swipe.

But the last picture just bounces in place. There are no more images to beat himself up with. He swipes through them all again a few times in absolute silence before handing the phone back to Robin, who tries to look at him compassionately. She opens her mouth to say something, but Steve beats her to it.

“I don’t blame him. He’s cute.” Steve says, forcing a smile to his face, but too quickly, the bitterness races over his tongue, “Just another airport hotel slut looking for a hookup. Probably rinsed Eddie for all he’s worth. What could they even possibly have in common? Slim pickings in airport hotel bars, in my experience.”

“Right.” That is all Robin says as she tucks away her phone in its holster on her belt and goes to leave the booth. She stops halfway through the doorway, “Do you want me to stay and talk about it?”

Steve forces a laugh, knits his eyebrows together and his mouth twitches, “Buckley, please. I’m a fucking grown-up, ok? I just wanted to jump his bones, that's all. I’ve got time. For god's sake, I feel the same about the new gardener.” Her eyes look him up and down in a careful systems scan. He knows she doesn't buy it but hopes his display is enough to shout, I’m done here. He nods, “Buckley.”

It must be because she nods respectfully, “Mr H.” she says and leaves.

He busies himself reorganising the cables in the vocal booth. Buckley had tried her best but had no clue how this all worked. As he toils away, his thoughts only get louder. What was with this guy? He could have spent the night here with me, and he decides to go back to the hotel and take his chances in a bar? No, this is ridiculous. He catches a glimpse of his reflection in the booth window as he stands to leave. As usual, he takes his own bony jaw in hand and twists it this way and that. Tilts his head up and down, widens and narrows his eyes until his reflection holds that tested and true Harrington pose. There is just no way Eddie isn't attracted to him. Sure, he looked different. He didn't look like modelling had just spat him out into the music industry any more. His body attests to his journey. His tattoos are a coded skin tapestry of the lives he’s lived. Most lines on his face are fine, except for the ones caused by lack of sleep.

There must be something else.

This pity party would not do. He’s Steve Fucking Harrington!

He leaves the booth and heads back out to his earlier station at the mixing desk, locates the treats he’d lined up for himself before Buckley turned up. Inhales his ‘medicine’ like a good boy and springs up with a “Goddamn!”

He does a whole-body shudder and reasons with himself in the nearest wall mirror.

Here are the facts. You, Steve Harrington, are hot, wealthy, famous, talented and successful. There is nothing here not to like. Not a damn thing. This guy at the hotel is nothing. The next time you see Eddie, they could only have possibly been seeing one another for two weeks. Nothing serious. Nothing incorruptible. If they even saw one another again at all, which was probably unlikely the way that preppy whore was mediocrely guzzling down that cherry in public. If you want Eddie, you can get him. You’re Steve Fucking Harrington!

The only interactions Steve had with Eddie until this week had been that concert and then years of practically begging Eddie to work with him, which wasn't a great look, granted, but it was honest. Maybe he’d messed up their meeting a little? Perhaps he was a little overzealous? Maybe Eddie doesn't like to be chased? Perhaps he wants to do the chasing?

A small smile spreads across Steve's face. So, let's give him something to chase.

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Songs that inspired this chapter: Private Eyes by Hall and Oates Don’t You Want Me Baby - Human League

#steddie #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #rockstar!Steve Harrington #rockstar!SteveHarrington #photographer!Eddie Munson #photographer!EddieMunson #steddie au #steve x eddie #eddie x steve #fanfiction #steddie fanfiction #steddie fan fiction #madaboutmunsonITICHBS #madaboutmunson #enemies to lovers #alternate universe

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princessniitza · 5 months

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roses are red / violets are blue

from which of these fanfiction tropes / would you choose?

au or canonverse? / and they were roommates or friends to lovers? / angst or hurt/comfort? / fluff or smut? / rivals to lovers or fake dating au? / there was only one bed or huddling for warmth / fix-it or whump? / slow burn vs pwp

—xoxo your RCSS 🥸💝

RCSS! :') So glad to hear from you! I was getting worried, or wondering if Tumblr hadn't started eating your asks, as it is wont to.

Re: the fanfiction tropes, let's answer with Rebelcaptain in mind, which seems to be ze moste relevante here:

au or canonverse? - can i cheat and say canonverse!au? like, I really enjoy my Rebelcaptain in a Star Wars setting, but canon divergence ('everybody lives/nobody died' or 'alternate first meeting') is kinda required for anything to really work, isn't it? ^^"

'and they were roommates' or 'friends to lovers'? - uh, tough one... I guess I'll go with friends to lovers for Rebelcaptain, because in a canon!au the other would make no sense? (UNLESS - you go with an au where Jyn joined the Alliance when she was dumped by Saw and she rose through the ranks & at one point something something the Rebellion is short on space and has to make even its officers share rooms and Jyn gets assigned one of the spooks from Intel and she thinks that won't be fun, sharing a room with a stranger, but then she just never sees him, she swears the guy is a ghost, and somehow that's even worse & something she can't abide, so now clearly she has to catch him)

angst or hurt/comfort? - hurt/comfort, I am a soft-hearted bean who can't take too much of a beating ;-;

fluff or smut? - can it be both? I'm usually a true enjoyer of fluff but it appears I like me some good Rebelcaptain smut. That's just how they are I guess ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

rivals to lovers or fake dating au? - another tough one, mostly because those two aren't tropes I'm very fond of? Although they do work well for Rebelcaptain, since Rogue One itself is an antagonistic allies to lovers speed-run and we all know how many undercover-as-married!au fics there is out there. I guess I'll go with the first one.

'there was only one bed' or 'huddling for warmth'? - Huddling for warmth against the ice of Hoth all the wayyyyy. Let them be cuddly and toasty pliz ;-;

fix-it or whump? - Fix-it, unsurprisingly, my heart really can't take real whump and then my brain joins in, tsk-ing and going all 'this is way too gratuitous' very fast v_v

slow burn vs pwp? - I'll take slow burn for this one just for the pining! the yearning! the tentative touches! the growing comfortable with each other! the shared looks! the realizing/knowing they want each other but being unable to do anything about it because there is a mission to finish and another mission to get to and they're surrounded by hostiles and there's no room for privacy on this ship and also Kay is right there being his obnoxious self! and then at the end the rewaaard when they finally get some privacy! This is the good stuff.

#rebelcaptain secret santa 2023 #rebelcaptain

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goodfornothingstar · 2 months

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A prongsfoot Au request for all the wonderful writers...

Muggle au with James and Sirius being the part of different gangs.

James whose parents are murdered when he was 13 at the hands of tom riddle because they came up on a gang secret. He hates that man Vows to kill the people responsible.

He joins Dumbledore's gang which is like a gang for the greater good. To maintain peace in society and only kills the bad people. Also is like robbin hood. Unlike the opposing gang which does criminal act for fun.

Dumbles orders James to infiltrate the opposing gang as their crime rate increases. James is to get intel. For this he is tasked to seduce Sirius Black, whom he hates personally for having something he doesn't. A family. For being rich and spoiled.

Meanwhile Lily who is a civillian he has been asking out for so long has agreed to date him finally but he declines her knowing that he has to fake date someone else. And he maybe a gangster but he has morals. He tells her that he has a job abroad for a few months. They both agree to wait a few months to start something new.

And when James meets Sirius his mind blews away. He finds out that there is so mich more to this guy. And without realising he starts to fall in love with him.

Sirius is in love and has always wanted to leave but didn't have the motivation for it. Now he comes out clear to James about his background and his hate for this life and decision to leave. Love gives him courage to act upon his desire to just be done with his shitty life as a gangster.

Meanwhile James just is in denial and still thinks that he is not caught up in the feelings. He feels guilty for using Sirius and playing with his feelings. To that effect he breaks up with Sirius without giving him any reason while to dumbledore and gang he lies that sirius is the one who ended things. The mission ends and he begins half heartedly dating lily who soon falls in love with his act. He doesn't tells her that he is a gang member for obvious reason.

James comes to the epiphany that his relationship with lily is nothing but a big pile of lies on his side as he soon begins to understand that he was so wrong in ever asking her out. Not only because he is ruined for everyone after Sirius but also because lily has a simple life which he shouldn't have entered knowing he is a gangster.

Sirius meanwhile is heartbroken and lost. Bellatrix who is quite fed up from his cousin being all mopey decides to confront james. As a gangster she feels that they can have anyone and wants to bring back james to Sirius by any means possible.

But soon she learns that james is himself a part of their enemy gang. Making her smell fishy business. To get to know what actually happened she sends regulus to remus doing the same wooing thing to find out. Remus is a member of dumbledores gang too.

Remus soon falls for regulus. Only this time it is completely one sided. Once regulus learns what happened he makes sure to let remus knows that he feels nothing for remus but pity and that he never loved him. Regulus was already dating barty jr. all this time whom he loves to death. They both had a great laugh.

Feelings humiliated remus decides to revenge. He plans to kidnap regulus and bring him for torture to their gang. But due to some issue sirius gets kidnapped. Remus does not get deterred knowing that Black family really loves Sirius and they will suffer if Sirius is hurt. Thus indirectly hurting regulus.

After a couple of days of torture Remus decide to bring James in who is his friend thinking that James would love to finish his mission. On learning James goes absolutely feral and finally acknowledges that he is in love with sirius. So much so that he beats remus into a pulp for hurting his man.

Sirius hates James for dumping him and blames him for the kidnap and torture. All while James just wants to nurse his love to health under the nose of dumbledore. While Black family is going crazy because of a missing member.

The angst of knowing that Sirius hates him is killling James so he delivers him back to his family after a few days.

Meanwhile lily learns of her boyfriends gangster career. She gives James the ultimatum to leave the gang Or else.

James feels that he can't run away from the grave he has dug for himself when lily means so little to him. He feels he has to be part of the gang to be closer to sirius somehow. Thye break up. He tells her that he is in love with someone else.

Later lily learns that she is the daughter of the head of the rival gang head tom riddle and her mother had kept her hidden. Riddle on meeting her tells her that he would do anything to make her part of his life as his daughter. Lily, the avenging angel that she is tells riddle that she would accept her position as the next in line if he would bring her Sirius black's head and make James Potter marry her.

On the other hand Remus informs dumbledore of jamess treacherous act. Dumbles is very strict on moles orders to kill James on sight.

Peter whi worships James and is his side kick helps him from their own gang.

Meanwhile the Black family is enraged on learning that riddle wants to make a show of killing Sirius for his suddenly arrived daughter. They unite to save their son and seek james's help once again to keep him protected as all of them are heavily watched.

James for the first time opens up to Sirius. Tells him everything true about himself and his past and his reasoning and his love. His regret and his guilt.

Sirius who has a blind spot for James forgives him after making James earn it.

James tries to convince Sirius to run away with him but Sirius wants revenge. From riddle for James. From Dumbledore. From remus.

They begin a third gang and decide to go full on war.

Their drama full journey with a happy ending

#prongsfoot #bambibelle #sirius black #james potter #remus lupin #lily evans #alternate universe #story prompt #story ideas #story requests

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imaginesofeverykind · 1 year

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Spider-Web ||A.T|| PT 2

MODERN!AU Aemond Targaryen X OC!

PT.ONE

WARNINGS: Pretty tame tbh, Aemond is just a creepy mfer lolol

Seven days passed over, in the blink of an eye for most people. For Aemond, he had spent every day researching, gathering intel and everything there was to know about the woman at his brother's party who was so painfully polite it was endearing.

His own justification was as warped as his own actions as he curated an entire folders worth of pictures, info dumps and every pin he could find related to Eveline. It was almost so agonizing for him to close his eye and see her face burnt into the back of his eyelid, and not be able to see her in person, touch her or smell her. He knew what he needed to do, and he was determined to claim his prize no matter the cost. No one would ever be able to treat her as good as he could, which is why he must act now and begin to sprinkle in the perfect amount of interactions so that she too, might be in agony about not being with him as he is about her.

While he hadn’t gotten a precise minute to minute rundown of her work schedule, he did have a rough estimate of what it was like most days of the week. He was thorough in his documentation, and luckily for him her morning job was at a quaint little cafe in the business district. Lots of foot traffic, and lots of businessmen travelling through the cafe on their way to the office or on their coffee breaks.

As it turned out, he was in luck as he was to be meeting with a future business partner, ensuring to seal a deal between his families company and another tech giant for the ‘collaboration of the decade’. And said business partners building was just around the corner to the small cafe. It was truly, just his luck that his mother had entrusted him with the handling of this deal, and this alone didn’t constitute as coincidence for him, it was a sign. He was meant to be with Eveline.

Now, he wasn’t going to just simply saunter inside — that was far too suspicious for his liking. Perhaps if he was as half witted as his own brother, he might have.No, he was going to meet with the CEO of Strong Enterprise, impress him with the graphs and data that could be backed up in the possible event that the two tech giants came together and then he was going to invite said CEO to a celebratory cup of coffee. It couldn’t be that simple, right?

“— well these numbers are really something to gawk at, huh? I think you are an astute young man to representing your late fathers legacy… He would be proud of the work you’re doing.”

Apparently it is that simple then.

“I’m truly nothing without my mothers hand to guide me. It’s true what they say, behind every important man is an astonishingly powerful woman. I hope to find the same type of woman one day.” Aemond shook Harry’s hand, officiating the deal before they were to sign off on things and make it official in the books.

His disregard at the mention of his own father didn’t go entirely unnoticed, not that he attempts to hide his own resentment toward the man who called himself his father. All three of the Targaryen siblings weren’t exactly jumping for joy every fathers day, to give him the love he thought he deserved and earned. And he wasn’t going to think about his estranged older half sister, in fear that it would spoil his mood.

Nothing would do that to him today, not when he has another part of his web to create, bringing his prey closer to him.

The cafe was moderately busy by the time the two men came down, discussing nothing of importance in Aemond’s opinion while they stood in line and waited. He was good at half paying attention, and thankfully for him the side his companion stood on, was also the side his false eye was on so he really didn’t have to try and look engaged. No he was much more interested and focused on Eveline who looked rather overworked being the only person manning the counter and making coffees. She was shouting back and forth between an unseen person in the kitchen, and despite the apparent stress, she was grinning.

He had no clue what there was to like about a job this demanding, he thankfully never had to have been exposed to the lower echelons of the work force, but he never looked down on those who worked them. It wasn’t regular people's fault that the system was playing them, rigging it to endorse what he could only describe as modern day slave labour.

When the line had reached its end, and Aemond was to be served next, he ensured he stood tall and proud, until he waited for her eyes to fall on him. Seeing her behave in a more natural environment for her was a complete juxtaposition to how she was when he spoke to her at his house.

She was loose, her fiery hair was slightly a mess from working overtime and her attire was completely soiled by coffee granules and chocolate sauce. When she finished the order before them, and finally looked up to see a somewhat familiar face, she was surprised to say the least.

One cause of surprise, being that from the distance she saw Aemond at the party she hadn’t even noticed the scar on his face, let alone the false eye he had. Even if she had seen it, the day of the party, she would’ve been far too focused on how incredible his hair was. Even now, as it was pinned elegantly half up and out of his face, it was almost shameful to admit that it was breathtaking.

A second cause of surprise, being that he was the last person she thought she’d be serving today at work but nonetheless played it off cool, knowing he probably had already forgotten who she was which offered slight comfort as she could pass this interaction off with ease.

It was a relief that she saw Harry beside him, at least it was a face she knew better and a friendly one at that, which she grew accustomed to coming through these doors most of her working days.

“Hey what can I get for you?” She smiled at Aemond, quickly flickering her gaze across to Harry, “the usual for you, Harry?”

Well… Aemond didn’t like that one bit… How was it that his plan was already beginning to fail on him. He was cunning, smart and just the right amount of diabolical if the moment were to ever arise, and yet his plan was already forming cracks. This wasn’t supposed to happen, he couldn’t compete with the likes of the charismatic parasite that stood beside him. At least that’s what Aemond was telling himself, that once again he would be outshined by some other perfect person for something he wants. Just like how he was robbed of CEO thanks to his imbecile of an older brother.

He wasn’t going to let anyone get in his way with her, even if he had to play dirty just to get what he wanted.

Before Harry could even utter anything in reply he opted for a mere nod as Aemond interrupted him, playing it off as if it were simply an accident, “tea, please. Earl Grey… No milk.” He wasn’t one for coffee, surprisingly, the bitter taste was rather off putting for his liking and it simply ruined the taste of his breakfast if he were to have the two together.

“Great, are you guys sitting in today?” Her voice was so sickly sweet, absolute music to his ears and to see her in a much different environment was so astounding. She was much more jovial and let confidence dictate her interactions, she was the perfect girl. His girl. Even if she didn’t know it yet. He had learnt so much intimate information about the girl standing in front of him it was difficult not to say anything at all.

Out of the three jobs she had, her volunteer work at her fathers antique bookstore was his favourite. She seemed to have incredibly strong family values, her most tagged pictures were big family photos from outings during the holiday period. She didn’t seem to be outdoorsy by any means but she definitely loved the snow. There was something drawing him to her, he wasn’t sure what that was just yet, but with all the information he had on her, it allows him to be around at just the right moment as if it were a happenstance. Which is why he needed to stick to his plan and wait.

Sitting in wasn’t part of his plan, he let their first encounter simmer in her mind for a whole week without offering her his name, and getting the drinks to go was the perfect time to add a little more bait to his hook.

Once again, Harry opens his mouth to speak but Aemond is much quicker on the draw with his words, “To-go, please… For Aemond.” His words were soothing and sharp, there was such clarity in the way he pronounced his words that it was hard not to forget.

Weird names for a weird family, was Eveline’s initial thought which had simply been a knee jerk reaction to hearing a name she had never heard before. But she immediately shut that thought down, feeling only slightly guilty before correcting her thoughts and reminding herself that at least this brother wasn’t an A-Class creep like Aegon.

She contemplated apologising for her behaviour at the party, but once again she was certain that she was just another face in a crowd full of people that he would see everyday. Her life was so incredibly inconsequential to just another rich guy, that there was no need to get involved more than she had already.

So she kept her head down and got to work on the order, thinking about her plans for the evening which almost always were non-existent because she was bound to be called into work from her other job at nights.

Aemond half heartedly engaged in the conversation with Harry, looking over to his soon to be prize. He analyzed all her features in the short interaction, from the way her eyes slightly widened in recognition, to the way her lips ever so subtly twitched into the faintest hint of a smile when he told her his name. He could so clearly see that she was intrigued somewhat, but not enough to take the bait. And that was okay, he was a patient man. After-all, he waited twenty-two years for his father to finally die and from then it only took an additional three years for him to get to where he was in the family's business — bar CEO positioning.

Finally, for what seemed like an eternity of watching her, she finally set down the take-away cups on the counter and called his name. He fought almost every urge not to bask in that moment longer than necessary, the way his name fell from her tongue was divine, and it only excited him more at the prospect of hearing it again, and again, and again.

He picks the cups up, offering her a charming smile with a hint of his own slyness behind it, “thank you, Eveline.”

He had turned before he could drink in her reaction, but he definitely heard the sharp intake of breath as it got caught in her throat. A smirk pulled at his lips, knowing he would be high just off this interaction alone for the next few hours and my, wasn’t it just delicious? Soon, she’ll only think about him and him only. And he couldn’t wait.

#imagine #aemond fic #aemond x oc #aemond targaryen #house of the dragon aemond #aemond fanfiction #fanfic #oc #modern au

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writingforatwistedworld · 2 years

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hi! I have some questions about the overseer if that's okay?

in the past (ie. when the great seven were around) the overseer seemed to have existed as a sort of otherworldly entity. like a ghost who guided the people around them. I can't remember which post it was, but there was a mention of the overseer whispering in the queen of hearts ear. the rules from the queen are also said to be based off of the overseer. is she just using them as an excuse to get people to follow her lead?

another thing I'm curious about is the general mechanics of it. the overseer's presence is known in the current time due to the player playing the game, but what about before that? were they actually a spirit of some kind that eventually turned into a person and was drawn to the game bc of their past connection to it? or was their presence felt while they watched the movies as a kid?

Asking for a lore dump I see... and you shall receive

Now, it's a bit hard to explain but I'll try.

First of all, no. No one is using you as an excuse to do whatever they want. In the cannon game, Yuu mentioned once that they remember the story differently from what they were told about one of the great seven (I think it was the Queen of Hearts). So I took that part and thought “Hmm... seemingly the TWST Disney classics aren't the same as the ones in our world.” So with that excuse, anything can happen and what did I make out of it? Something that actually has to do with your second question.

You see, a Queen, a almighty fairy and even a God wouldn't just be “Oh well! Gotta take the advice from those whispers I hear sometimes! Thank you voice from nowhere.” Oh no no no. So what if the world actually just existed since the moment you downloaded it? What if the history of the countries, the stories, Lilias not so flowery past were just fake intel and memory created to fit the storyline. It's just code. Malleus granny was never young. She started to exist when she was already old for fae standards. Something went wrong through the download of the game though. (I would like to add that I know nothing of coding. If you do, good for you but this is probably not even close to something that could happen to code.) You know that moment when you download a file and it's so damaged that your PC/tablet/whatever just says “Nope! Nu-uh! Can't read that!” That happened just with the difference that instead of breaking the game it was changed. Changed from the Disney villain's version of “friendship is magic” it turned into whatever the Self-aware au is. (is it angst? Is it still in the romance genre? Is it... so many questions....) So now you got them self-aware with a past filled with you. Remember, it's your phone. A device that stores intel on masses on you. Somehow that filled some gaps in the broken code and suddenly you are an all-knowing scholar/God/perfection/... (Like I said, this is all fan fiction and doesn't work in real life. Pls don't call me crazy!!!)

Hope this helped! Have a nice day! :D

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percyaugod · 6 months

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@qwerty-keyboard-is-superior @distorted-dreams-au

The Shelldon stuff. : D

Robot Shelldon being a drone human Shellson had built for spying and gathering intel. Also good at helping with dangerous situations without putting himself in danger. Shelldon repurposes a VR headset to see what the drone sees and to pretend like he is the drone. He knows the keyboard so well he doesn’t even need to look at it which helps when he has the headset on and can’t see it.

Nearly gives Donnie a heart attack as he tries to play it cool and asks why a turtle. Shelldon had heard of some mutant turtle heroes and thought they were cool and that started his love of turtles as deep deep-dived into them and based his drone on a sea turtle. He had only seen poor-quality pictures people took of the mutants but he liked the purple one’s vibe the best and now his favorite color is purple and he lowkey hero worships him.

There’d be rumors and online forums for the turtles that discussed them and Shelldon's part of one. The purple one was known to at times be more morally gray than the others and that’s part of the reason he liked him. Some times you don’t have to luxury to take the high ground and for the greater good you need to be the “bad guy”. Shelldon gets that. As an orphan, he’s all too aware of how cruel the world is and how things aren’t black and white. He’s done “bad” things like lying to stay safe and help others. It can’t be much different in the hero world.

One day the purple one just disappeared and tons of rumors popped up. Some say he died. Others that he was kicked off the team or quit. No one knows and there are tons of theories within theories. Shelldon refuses to believe he’s dead so he goes with the kicked-off/quit theory. But what could have caused that to happen? He wishes he knew. The other turtles are still active but no one has seen or heard a thing from the purple one in years.

Shelldon who loves conspiracy theories writing down everything that Casey thinks is weird about their new dad. He agrees that something is definitely up with their new parents and Othello is definitely the weirder one. Julia just likes chaos and wants to add fuel to the fire. Plus it’d be cool if their parents weren’t normal. Normal is boring. Shelldon keeps trying to spy and hack into Donnie's cameras.

Sneaking down to the lab they find some of Donnie’s battle shells and other strange inventions. Except, imagine it being less sneak down, and more find completely by accident by falling into the secret entrance while looking for clues. Julia and Casey Jr landing in crouches while Shelldon falls flat on his face.

Donnie working down there without his brooch and not noticing because his music is blaring. The kids follow the music only to see some weird turtle mutant. Julia is ready to fight it and Shelldon is fangirling so hard after connecting the dots.

Julia seeing Shelldon has answers and isn't afraid to torture him for them, so spill. Shelldon having a Donnie level info dump. She'll torture him if he doesn't shut up.

Donnie realizing the kids are their and panicking. How could this have happened?! Why hadn’t he been alerted to trespassers?! How does Shelldon know exactly who he is?! What does he do? What does he tell Cass?

Donnie trying to figure out if he comes clean, plays dumb, pretends to just be someone else living there, or pretends he broke in. The kids aren’t even supposed to stay with them, it’s just until they pull off this heist! He can’t let them know he’s their “dad”. Coming clean is a no no for now. Pretending to be someone else who lives here would probably work best.

Donnie having to use his real name for the first time in years as he explains he's just someone their parents let stay with them in return for help with tech. He doesn’t like how familiar but foreign his name feels on his tongue. The kids don’t believe he’s telling him the whole truth but are satisfied for now.

Shelldon asks if this means Cass and Othello are heroes too and Donnie can't stop his laugh. He can't tell what that face Shelldon makes means, but he knows it's not good.

Shelldon asking Donnie why he became a villain. Being an anti hero is one thing and was cool but to completely switch sides? What happened to his brothers? What made him disappear?Donnie just saying things happen and not elaborating.

Shelldon would be in a bit of denial after finding out Donnie turned into a villain. It can’t be true, he’s just an anti hero or something! Doing questionable things but for the greater good and with the bigger picture in mind. Eventually tho he has to realize that his hero is a villain now. There’s no denying it after a while.

That doesn’t mean he can’t change tho! He was a hero once and he can be one again! Shelldon will make sure of it. He just needs to find out what caused this change.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt au #rise donnie #rise shelldon #rottmnt shelldon #Despicable Me AU

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bladedalchemistreplica · 11 months

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I'll add more if needed/requested!

[[yellow is for the AU/intel of it

[[green is for other items not related to the AU

||New paladins __Sticks to general canon

After King Alfor sent the lions of Voltron to the furthest parts of the galaxy and set for a last stand on Altea, the events of Voltron would continue on. Shiro returns to earth with the aid of one of the Blades, the discovery of the blue lion, the rediscovery of the Voltron lions, and the settlement of the new paladins.

||Time dilation difference

For dilation, it isn't clarified on, but I can say that During the time Matt is in space while captive by the Empire, it is two whole years, which does match up with earth. However, after the paladins leave Earth instead of it being 2/3 years absence from it it's around 6 years. For the dilation between the earth and their part of the galaxy, it will fluctuate. meaning for most plots each year or years gone from earth will effect the outcome. Though the standard is around 3-6 years. If you want to do anything else let me know!

||Multiverse rundown

Not the same as reality, this blog is very open to a multiverse; space and time and location is extremely flexible! So muses appearing or being teleported elsewhere wouldn’t be strange ((multiverse summoning) or having a ship/personal shuttle crash land elsewhere.

||Alfor's experiences__Rundown on alfor

[[Tw: Experiments! Very mild or hinted events!!! This is a bit different from what is on his BIO page- a bit different!

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Unlike what has been widely known or passed down from generation to generation outside of the Galran ranks- Alfor was not killed on Altea, rather he gave Zarkon a plea- to allow Altea and what was left of his people residing upon it to live. Surrendering himself in return for it. Though it was not before he had sent the Castle of Lions, Voltron, his only daughter, away and to safety. This would be taken by Zarkon, though Alfor would, once more, be betrayed by his former paladin and friend. Losing everything in the end, though he did not show or give his former paladin any satisfactory response. Once defeated and brought to the empire, Alfor would surrender to the countless tortures and experiments of Haggar's lab. Deca-phoebs passed by until the once old and withered king would return. Though, unlike his former state, he would be young and renewed. Undergoing countless deaths, renewed states, and tortures. Alfor would eventually become better known for his status as Zarkon's courtesan among the Galra ranks. As time passed Alfor slowly gained a line of freedom within the fleetship, though not being left alone for too long. Gaining some semblance of alliances and comfort from the rare few Galra and undercover blade members.

#//INFORMATION PAGE #//WELCOME PAGES #//AU INTEL DUMP

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justanagenderperson · 1 year

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Ok ok ok so the cringe be real in my head but this has been playing over and over in my daydreams so hear me out- (also sorry I haven't posted in a bit, school's been kicking my ass 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭) Also this is really self indulgent- anyway I'm a sucker for platonic yanderes.

Implied FTM Reader but you can imagine the reader's gender as whatever you'd like, Also I believe in older sibling demi boy supremacy 😎😎😎😎

TW:YANDERES, KIDNAPPING, Reader is like 17 so all platonic between the characters and Reader, S I B L I N G S 😱 (scary warning⁉️), Agent 47xyour OLDER siblingxDiana Burnwood (She seriously needs more love), death (this is Hitman)

Okaaaaayy so imagine you like to info dump about your favorite game which is *drum roooollll* HITMAN!!!! :D

Of course, your older sibling (who is secretly a yandere for you and totally has nothing to do with the disappearance of your school bullies who picked on you relentlessly after they found you were trans) vehemently listens because why wouldn't he? They cut up apples for you so you won't starve due to forgetting to feed yourself due to focusing on one of your latest hyper fixations,

Helps you with your homework, and he even lets you vent to them whenever you're stressed or overwhelmed due to school (How they wish they could take all of your problems away, lock you away from the world where all you'd have to worry about is breathing, and he nearly does but then something happens.)

You and your dear sibling get sucked into a mysterious portal that appeared out of nowhere. Now due to plot reasons, the two of you are separated because it's never that simple, and have no way back home.

However also due to plot reasons your older sibling is integrated into the CIA as a handler and gets Agent 47 and Agent Sparrow (Diana Burnwood, also we stan the Agent Burnwood AU) and over the months they build a special kind of bond even though they've never met and have no knowledge of each other's names.

However one faithful winter night it happens.

Diana and 47 not wanting to take any chances begin to stalk their handler to see if he truly is trustworthy or not and in that they begin to fall for them. Everything about them is magnificent. Their corse lips, their kind personality, their height. Absolutely everything was perfect about him.

And then they realize something. It's dangerous for him to be out by himself. They're vulnerable they could be kidnapped or worse! So the two agents take the modt logical course of action and kidnap their handler out of pure paranoia.

Of course, your older sibling is very resistant the first few...weeks (yeah he doesn't last long :::::::::::/) and won't even eat the food they've given them. Of course, the agents resort to force-feeding and apparently feeding tubes are great for that but are kinda uncomfortable.

Either way, once he realizes that the two captors aren't going to hurt them he starts taking advantage of the situation (47 and Diana know but don't say anything) as in gaining more freedom and privileges by giving out affection like there's no tomorrow.

This fairs well with the agents (because they're big simps) and eventually they even let your older sibling garden. Your older sibling now getting everything he wants grows a little complacent but a big part of him is restless and there's only one solution.

You. Meanwhile, you're given a normal 9 to 5 job, and while you see 47 once every few months you make sure to adamantly avoid him whenever he does stop by for his occasional ham and cheese sandwich after a long day of gathering intel and taking down a target with said intel.

Of course he doesn't know that you know and you'd like to keep it that way. But you know these types of things nothing ever goes the reader's way.

Now there are a few ways you can meet up with your older sibling and hence 47 and Diana.

The first one being the most simplest and less complex.

The bell rings as new customers arrive. You put on your best, "I'm-totally-not-sleep-deprived" smile and greeted them, "Hi and welcome to Tony's Deli! What can I get you guys?" Then you had the misfortune of opening your eyes and see your manic older sibling standing there with an equally manic grin on his face.

You see last time you two were in the same room you'd had an argument. A big one at that on how you weren't a baby that needed protection, "Hey Y/n time for you to clock out!" Your coworker oh so helpfully yelled from the back. You let out a sigh and clock out before going outside to meet your ecstatic sibling and his mysterious friends in a very shady alleyway.

Little did you know that'd be the last anyone would ever see of you.

You hear the bell ring indicating that new customers have arrived. You give your best fake smile as one could for being underpaid and overworked. You see you were severely understaffed and the lunch rush had just come to a close. So naturally you just wanted to go home.

You sharply intake a breath, "Hi welcome to Tony's Deli! What can I ge-" You're cut off as a person cuts in front of the newly arrived customers who you never got a good chance to look at, "I ordered a HOT cup of coffee." Your smile widens, 'So today was gonna be one of those days huh?' You think as you open your mouth to speak,

"Sir, I don't mean to be rude but there were other people bef-" You're cut off yet again, "THEY DON'T MATTER!!!" The man is practically screaming now. For the next five minutes, he throws what you can only identify as an adult temper tantrum about how he obviously ordered a hot cup of coffee even though the receipt said he ordered "warm".

Yep, for some reason Tony's Deli also sold beverages. It was truly ahead of its time (Definitely not sarcasm). Of course this only added to the amount of entitled customers that would demand refunds. So a very tired manager coming over and security escorting out the man later you were now officially ready to quit right there on the spot.

But you pulled through and the next batch of customers came in, sure you'd lost the other customers who had the convenient timing of coming in when the stranger had decided to throw a hissy fit but it meant less work for you so, score. It was pretty uneventful except for one order the back had gotten wrong but no one had come to complain which made you feel bad but whatever.

In the end, you clock out with no problem and head to the grocery store. Of course, your dumbass somehow gets lost and ends up in the clothes store since it's a really big mall (a mansion even). So you do what any normal sane, tired, almost adult would do.

You curl into a ball on the bench and try not to cry. This only works partially as you spend the next few minutes on the cusp of a breakdown, "Are you okay?" A voice calls out holding at least some form of sympathy.

You wipe your eyes before raising your head slightly to meet the stranger's gaze. The person's eyes widen at your face and through the tears you think you recognize them but you can't really be sure.

"Y/n...?" Wait. How the actual hell do they know your name!? The mystery person's hand slowly comes up presumably to pet your head. You scoot away from their touch as you blink away the tears. The droplets of water roll down your face. Now you can see a bit more clearly and lo and behold it's B/n.

"B/n...?" You quietly respond trying not to pay attention to the two people beside him that look awfully familiar. The months of being apart from your family member cause you to break down instantly. You don't even remember why you were mad. You just throw your arms around him and have a good sob.

Anyway, after they buy what they came for you're brought home, sorry not your home, THEIR home and 47 along with Diana warm up very quickly to you seeing you as their child.

Anyway, that's all like I said the cringe is real inside my head bc I like self indulgent things. Might write a part 2????? I definitely got too silly 💀

#yandere #agent 47 #diana burnwood #hitman 3 #diana burnwood agent au #diana burnwood & reader #agent 47 & reader #platonic #siblings are a cw in themselves #ftm reader #cw means content warning #siblings are sometimes scary 😨

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fruit-salad-ship · 2 years

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Kind-of-villain Plum AU wont let me work in peace until I dump it here.

Ranger academy is the last place Peach sees her, the story is as we know it, peach goes off to be a professor, plum completes the ranger course and graduates to go onto work in her industry, she's good at what she does!

Except this time she meets a lovely guy, tall, strong, confident. They date a while before getting engaged, Plum is happy, from what she can remember, all things about this guy are good, nothing to worry over, no red flags.

She's introduced into the family, they all seem approving of her, and she fills a space that seems to be evidently empty within the household. They seem to do a lot of unusual dealings but their notoriety is highly regarded as good, plenty of community work, even Plum's family know them and have done deals with them, over what, she's not entirely sure.

She is offered the job at the Island, and takes it, stays there in the week, goes home for weekends mostly. Her husband keeps asking her to find things out, loves to listen to all her gossip about the goings on, digs for info a lot. She believes he does this to engage with her work and show interest, appreciates it.

She finds Peach to be abrasive as ever but warms to her, same with Grey, they get along, she enjoys their company enough to consider them friends, hell, if it wasn't for her being happily married, she'd consider getting involved with them, they clearly have an open thing going on.

She doesn't think anything of her husband throwing a party, seeing if Plum wanted to invite her island friends. He knew to pick a date that Grey was busy (thanks to Plums unknowing intel), and so she manages to drag Peach along. She turns up, left Val behind, it's a party, why would she need any pokemon? Besides, Val would only be grouchy the entire time, better to let her have the weekend off too.

Peach does not recognise him at first, but he knows her. Watches as she finds a quiet moment to peel away from the event, chill out in the garden of a home she's not familiar with, it does not smell like a place she's been to before, no photos up on walls.

Plum had no idea when her and Peach had their romantic Ranger run in, Robbie was aware. The eldest cousin, hellbent on outdoing the heir of the family, entranced Plum after the academy, wooed her, bagged an insider informant. She has no recollection, but he's been putting memories in her head, and removing others, so she was compliant in the downfall of the island, and Peach.

She goes into the house, confronted with the two cousins brawling all out, and Rob cannot be beaten by ordinary means. Peach goes down hard, and Plum is terrified. But it's ok, Robbie can just delete that memory once they get her back to the family home. The betrayal hits Peach pretty hard, but she sees the little ranger afraid, totally unable to recall anything negative. The professor knows what they've done to her, knows they've removed the bad, and reinforced the good with Beheeyem mind altering processes.

Both parties are guilt riddled, Grey has no clue anythings wrong, back at the island handling daily tasks, it's not until neither Plum or Peach return by monday that he starts to ask questions.

Meanwhile back at the actual family home, Peach is stuck in the basement, Plums been "reset" back to her compliant self, goes down to visit her husband, totally disconnected from the work he's doing, wearing Peach down to nothing before the next step in the family plan happens. He's quietly hoping she dies from the process. Makes sure to let Plum go in and talk with her, bloodied and tired, like she doesn't know who peach is anymore.

Some small dumb thing brings back some memories, perhaps an inside joke they shared, maybe a nickname, whatever it was, Plum manages to grab back some of the past. She considers helping her escape but knows without pokemon, they're stuck in the home without a chance in hell of getting free.

She sits up at night, knowing Robs in the basement continuing his work, just crying over how stupid she'd been not seeing how nasty he really was. If the professor was there, she'd tell her it's ok, the family's devious, Robs the worst of all the cousins, twisted, she knows he did this to get to her, he literally told her that to her face. He chose plum because she would be able to work her way back into Peach's life easily one day, where'd you think the job opportunity for her came from? The family paid off an insider Ranger to give her the position.

Can you even imagine the horrible snide comments the cousins share over the situation? It'd be low blow after low blow, just claws out, bitchy behaviour between them both.

Does she get free? Does Plum help? or is she just caught up in this mess?

I dunno but theres a lot of opportunity there for heartache. Especially when Peach gets wiped, but Plum knows it's because of her being bait, pretends like she's not regained her memories to see if an opportunity to fix this arises. secretly contacts Grey to bring in help, maybe she gets caught? Or he comes in and tries to help.

Technically without Val, Peach can't do the job her family demand of her, so they'd have to steal her away too, sneak onto the island and lure her away from security or other staff.

its a devious AU, horrible, awful, no good. excellent.

#rambling #fruit salad #brainrot #villain au #sort of

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sleepy-achilles · 1 year

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Maybe the Family of Destruction in that Mafia AU🤔

I heckin love my mafia au. So thank you anon, thank you 😊

The Family of Destruction- Mafia Au

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Leon tilts his head, his legs swinging where they hang over the edge of the arm chair. "You gonna say something or just stare at us?" John grunts from his chair. Cassie glances up from her book to watch both boys. "Why's dad called us for a meeting?" Leon asks. "Why would I know?" John questions. "Your dads favourite. No dipshit, Because you've been here longer!" Leon snarks. John rolls his eyes. "Your so insecure. Try therapy to fix those daddy issues out. I don't know anymore than you" John scoffs. "You both need therapy" Taker states as he walks in. Cassie smirks and looks back down at her book.

"Whats this about?" Leon asks. Taker doesn't answer, he just throws a file into Leon's lap. "What did I tell you about slouching on those chairs? Especially with shoes on?" Taker asks as he moves to John and cassie. Leon's rolls his eyes and adjusts himself. Leon flips the file open and raises an eyebrow. "The harts and mcmahons?" Leon asks as Taker sits against his desk. "Well done" Taker claps. Leon lowers the file. "You want me to do a hit on them you need to lose the attitude" Leon warns. Taker sighs. "Whats going on? I thought things had calmed down?" John asks. This causes cassie to swap her book for the file and sit up aswell.

"Alright. Imma be straight with you all. When we took papa and John from vince..he was desperate to get him back.-" "Ah yes, I remember the love story of you kidnapping our papa" Leon smirks. Taker glares at him. "In my young dump defense, he was promised to me, mcmahon didn't deliver." Taker points out. "Not making you look good dad. Continue." John hums. "And after the first fight he gave up. But, he's hired the harts and well after all these years, he's trying again." Taker explains. "So pa's in danger? Coulda started with that" Leon mutters. "Leon.." Taker warns standing up. "Just give me a few hours and I'll have them all wiped out" Leon shrugs. Taker shakes his head.

"What do you want us to do?" Cassie asks. "I would like you to do what you do best and collect as much Intel as you can on both families" Taker tells her. "Can I borrow finn?" She asks. "Of course." "Alright." Cassie nods. Taker looks at John. "I want you stuck to your papa like a bad smell. You do not leave him alone at all" Taker orders. "Yessir" John nods. Taker looks at Leon. "And let me guess. I've gotta sit and wait?" Leon asks. "I want you prepared for war." Taker tells him. "Yessir" Leon nods. "If you can prove to me you can follow orders I will let you have a more hand on role, alright?" Taker asks. Leon smiles and nods.

All four shut up as the door opens. "Here you all are" Shawn smiles. His smile fades as he spots the files that his kids quickly close. "Whats going on?" Shawn asks moving closer. "Nothing, I thought you and goldust were out?" Taker asks. "Taker..don't lie to me." Shawn warns. "Mcmahons have hired the harts to gain you" Leon speaks up. Shawns eyes widen. "What? Why would he do that?" Shawn asks. "Thats what cassie is going to find out" Taker states. "We won't let them take you from us Shawn." He adds. Shawn looks at Leon. "¿recuerdas lo que te dije?" (you remember what i told you?) Shawn asks.

Taker frowns. Taker wishes he understood Spanish. John knows bits a pieces, same with cassie and himself. Leon and shawn? They are both are fluent in it. "Sí papi. Lo haré." (Yes dad. I'll get it done.) Leon nods standing up. He glances at taker. "Phone me when I can start" Leon tells him as he adjusts his grip on the folder before walking out. "Im assigning John to you." Taker states. "Okay. When will you tell me more?" Shawn asks. "When I find out more Shawn. I won't let him tear my family up." Taker states. "Good. Cmon john" Shawn calls. John nods at taker before jogging off.

Cassie glances at her father. "This will end alright, won't it?" She asks. "Of course" he promises.

Taker should never make promises.

The gunfire stops.

His knees twinge as he drops to them, his hands shake as the red liquid colours them.

His heart stops as his son stares at him in fear. The colour leaving the boys body with the blood.

"No no no, not my boy. Not my boy!"

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Sorry

Lol

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #leon michaels #cassidy michaels #john cena #mafia au

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mediocreauthor · 2 years

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helloo 😊 i love your blog! ❤️ and that fanfic about mafia/gang nana characters sounds sooo good! like instead of bands blast & trapnest are gangs? i'd love to read it one day hehe <3 i've loved your previous work and i'm sure this fic will be great!! <3

awww you are the sweetest 🥺 sorry for taking so long dfjgjfd i wrote this LONG ASS answer and then my computer froze. poof. THAT prolonged this very much lol

so mafia au is inspired by killshot from surveycorpsjeans (amazing if you wanna read tho please mind the tags and its bnha), i also got her permission.

its unfortunately became too long and i might never finish it so allow me to dump the story points:

trapnest and blast are two old gangs with bloody history. blast is passed onto Yasu by his adoptive father who has taken Ren and Yasu under his wing at a young age. They grow up together, who is going to take over is the biggest unknown for the longest time until the oldman declares it's Yasu before dying. Ren is fine with it, he never wanted to be a leader. Even if he is the most skilled hitman among them.

Trapnest is notorious with their cruelty, how they don't recognize or respect anyone's territory, they just invade them. This is Takumi's father's doing. After Trapnest is bestowed upon Takumi it changes a bit. They aren't as reckless, don't rely on sheer power but much more careful and strategical. For some years, gangs remain a state of truce.

Then it's broken when Trapnest tries to take over the businesses on Blast's area.

It comes back in double the force when Ren betrays Blast and joins them. No one understands how or why. Yasu doesn't stop his brother, doesn't go after Ren's blood. Nana on the hand is a completely different story.

Now she ranks second in the mob and her only goal is to obliterate Trapnest (and Ren along the way). Yasu, albeit calmer but he isn't a pushover, you try to invade his territory, you are going to suffer the consequences.

The biggest fight mobs have seen in years occurs. Trapnest and Blast puts everything on the line. It's bloody, it's unforgiving and ugly. Nana almost kills Ren, Yasu shoots at her gun, flying it out of her hand. They lose.

Fast forward to a couple years, BLAST licks their wounds and Nana comes up with a new plan. Nobu's woman Yuri tells them there is a stripper at the club whose regular customer is Takumi for years. It's weird that Takumi keeps coming back to the same place for years considering how much of an open target that makes him. This girl is so much more than a stripper and if Takumi has a weakness then Nana wants to use it.

Her plan is pretty simple, go to the club, pretend to be a customer and make the girl talk. She knows mafia men has this habit to give so many unnecessary info to their woman, you can see it clearly with Nobu and Asami. Girl can practically demolish the entire gang because Nobu babbles post orgasm.

Mai, intel of the mob finds that her name is Nana, she is a 25 year old who is working there since she was 19. She tells them there is another stripper; Shin, whose patron is Reira.

It's quickly decided that Nana will take the boy and Nobu the girl. They go to the club, 'Nocturnal'.

Kyosuke is the bouncer, Junko is the barmaid (hello Junko's room). They aren't very integral to the story I just want to tell you they are there. The club itself isn't very lavish. If there was an annual mafia convention, it wouldn't be held there for sure.

Nana looks around the room, pretty jaded, annoyed with loud music, then she sees her. Hachi is on top of the poll, rotating slowly upside down. She is wearing lace, baby doll pink, her platform boots are white. Nana thinks she looks like a princess rather than a stripper.

"Nobu, beat it." she says. "I am going to take the girl." Nobu isn't happy about it (he thought the girl was pretty too after all) but he resigns. Yasu takes Shin instead, not trusting Nobu to act interested enough to not to raise suspicion.

Nana requests Hachi to a private room. "Oh, Princess?" a man with long hair notes down. Princess. It's so cliche Nana can't help but roll her eyes but it suits the girl, she thinks.

Hachi arrives at the velvet room and the show begins.

Nana doesn't want to raise suspicion but she isn't here to see Princess shake her ass either. She comments on Hachi's name (rather sarcastically) and Hachi pouts. "Let's hear your unique name then."

"My name is Nana."

Hachi almost loses her balance but doesn't give her real name. Smart girl. That's okay, Nana will learn everything there is to know about her. She will list her favourite colors, she will send her mom flowers.

Nana quickly gathers that Hachi is more or less a spoiled brat, despite being here to serve Nana, she manages to be demanding. She should be a terrible stripper. But she is also cheerful, laughs like bell chimes, witty and smart. Incredibly charming. Nana understands. She gets why Takumi keeps coming back, she thinks it's impossible to be around this woman for so long and not to fall in love with her. If Takumi had a heart of course.

Nana is going to steal her from Takumi.

so i will leave it at that and if i am certain i won't be able to write this i will elaborate. I have so much love for this story. Sometimes I sit on ideas for years before finally writing them lol

some more things:

BLAST's inner circle: Yasu, Nana, Nobu, Mai (intel), Shion and Miu. Of course Ginpei and his undying love for Yasu is also there.

TRAPNEST: Takumi, Naoki, Reira, Ren, Mari, Kinoshita. dishonorable mention: Narita

this fic also includes:

my endless devotion to Yasu and his bald head

some steamy scenes of Nana and Hachi

Nobu having a huge, crucial role at the mob

Hachi unknowingly being the biggest piece for a decade old gang war

Yasu and Ren's complicated brotherhood

Nana and Ren's betrayal

Asami and Nobu's prejudice of her being a sex worker

Shin and Hachi's relationship

Takumi's wrath

Miu being the baddest bitch

#osaki nana #nana manga #komatsu nana #so yeah... pretty much it #jk this is like half of chapter 1 fdjfdj

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