Of Godsons, Fruitloops, and Lois 'I will drag all secrets out into the sun' Lane
Danny loses his parents due to their own lack of safety in the lab (death? Coma? People finally putting their foot down about the Fenton's endangering their kids? Idk pick). Jazz can't take him in due to being in college and living on its campus (and he didnt want to force her into an apartment just to keep him, he saw the prices and knows she'll have to work to make rent) and Danny fears the only place he can go to is... Vlad. (Sam's parents would never let him live with her and Tucker's place doesn't have the room)
Vlad's been lording it over Danny, smug about it all, after all he IS Danny's godfather and he has the space and money to provide for the boy in his time of need.
Only, when digging into Danny's files, his social worker discovers Vlad isn't Danny's godfather, he was meant to be but the Fenton's forgot to send/sign in the final paperwork (even if those documents were the only contact they had with Vlad over the years before the reunion)
No Danny's godparent, the person to take him should anything happen to the Fenton's is....
Lois Lane.
His mom's childhood friend.
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I think the best possible time travel fic would be to slingshot Harrow from the end of Harrow the Ninth back to the beginning of Gideon the Ninth. Highest hilarity potential, highest angst potential, highest pining potential
Things Harrow knows now that she didn't before:
Who Alecto was
The names of God and his lyctors
The secret of lyctorhood
That the lyctor trials are a death trap
Gideon could be easily persuaded to die for her
Gideon dying for her is the worst thing possible
She would do almost anything to prevent Gideon from dying
Gideon's sword is haunted by a very angry and oddly familiar-looking woman who bears a remarkable resemblance to Gideon
Things Harrow still doesn't know:
What Alecto is
Gideon's parentage
Jackshit about BOE
Mercy and Augustine are both traitors
Things Harrow knew then and still knows now:
Gideon—this Gideon here and now—hates her
She owes a debt of two hundred lives and a future to the Ninth
The survival of the Ninth depends on her becoming a lyctor
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Hi, I love your writing and am fully engrossed in the fae au :)
Could we please have the Konig version of the recent Ghost post about wearing his clothes and being scented by him?
*spraying you with the spray bottle*
Yeah let's do this.
Who needs more than 3 hours of sleep? Not you. You're totally absolutely fine, you actually love that your neighbors were up all night partying. Really.
You are so fucking tired. It was a long day at the shop, there were a lot of very annoying customers, and all you could think of was getting home and taking a nap. König fret over you the whole walk home, making soft inquisitive noises and hovering like you might collapse at any moment.
He follows you in when you unlock your door, concern apparently outweighing politeness. You toss your keys in the bowl and let him lock the door behind you as you toe off your shoes. König leaves you to go fuss around in the kitchen, you take the opportunity to strip and find more nap-able clothes. You slip on the biggest tee you can find and collapse on your bed. You are so fucking exhausted, maybe you'll skip dinner and just sleep.
You drift in the twilight in-between of sleep and wakefulness, listening to König make a mess of your kitchen, bemoaning the sun streaming through your window and directly onto your face. The kitchen noise stops and you get up to close your curtains, you should tell König to go home too. You're not great company right now.
You pad out of your room, determined to get your home to yourself and nearly bump into your giant. You blink slowly at his chest, hearing a deep rumble start up from it like an engine warming up. The sound threatens to drag you back into that sleepless twilight, and you waver lightly on your feet.
"Meine kleine liebling," he coos, scooping you up off your feet, "look at you." You don't want to say the sudden change in elevation has woken you up, but it certainly is attempting to restart your system. Your fingers twist and grip his shirt as you're moved from the hall back to the bedroom.
"Are you purring?" You can feel the rhythm of it under your fingers, gentle and sonorous. König doesn't answer, just flops both of you down onto your bed and arranges you how he likes. You let out a soft "oof" when he settles on top of you, his nose pressed against your neck and his hands roaming your body possessively.
The purring hasn't stopped, you can feel it against your chest now, pressing you insistently back towards your tired lull. Your head rolls against the pillow, as König grips your thigh and coaxes it against his hip.
"Too tired," you murmur, feeling him still before he gives a short nod against your neck. You can feel his teeth just hovering against your pulse, his tongue tasting your skin, his breathing is so deep and even. He's smelling you, your brain supplies helpfully, scenting you.
"Wearing my shirt," He fills in, you hum and wrap your arms around his shoulders, "Ich werde später meinen Geruch in dich ficken."
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obligatory childe post ft 4.2 archon quest spoilers and also my incomprehensible ramblings (read at your own discretion)
fontaine left me with a Lot of thoughts about childe even if his screen time was kinda pitiful
it's been opening up a lot of implications for childe's potentional importance to the greater, overall plot of the story though and its driving me up a WALL but more importantly it's made me pick apart his character
which brings me to Fontaine actually being PERFECT for him to have featured in, actually. because the whole damn nation is a theater, a stage for its archon. Hydro has never fit him better because the parallels of focalors/furina to ajax/tartaglia aren't exact but it's pretty damn close. a separation of the "other" (divine in case of focalors, whatever is wrong w childe in his case) and human.
I just think a lot about how Tartaglia is only ever Ajax with family. you really don't see his old name anywhere, he's pretty openly adopted Tartaglia (kinda childe too) as his name literally in every other circumstance. which you can chalk up to just like. well, he's usually on fatui business, of course he'd use his fatui name, but. even with traveler, it's childe.
so. you know. makes me wonder if as far as he's concerned, Ajax is dead. "Ajax" died when he fell down that crack in the ground and something else crawled back out.
which makes me wonder how he'd feel about the Creator calling him Ajax.
conflicted, probably. because you know him well enough to know his old name..but he's not Ajax anymore, is he? he's not the child with a sword in hand trying to play adventurer, he's a Harbinger. he's Childe, he's Tartaglia.
conflicted because he has doubts, even if he'd never voice them, that maybe you like "Ajax" more then Childe.
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I often wonder about the quote-unquote logistics of Corvo the Black/Emily the Butcher endings. Emily makes more sense to me, in a way, carving her way through the empire only to come back with blood caked under her fingernails and realising that she did everything her father refused to do 15 years ago. but why did Corvo have a similar choice?
what happens to the statues later? does Emily keep her father trapped in stone? does Corvo look at his daughter, frozen in the moment and considers freeing her? is he at his deathbed when he finally reaches out and cups Emily's cheek, freeing her into a carcass of an empire that he gutted for her, in her name, in the name of her mother?
when I first heard of the endings I thought that if you reach very high chaos, you are locked into this choice - Corvo or Emily tries to free the other and the stone just doesn't budge. they are trapped. the quest is over but the world knows that the bloodshed was extreme and this is the punishment they have to face
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