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titlemewickedwonderland · 2 years

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Treasured Prize

Summary: The aftermath of the Upside Down was a hard comeback for those all involved. It's hard to return after losing friends and nearly losing more. But for Y/N her struggles end up breaking her; good thing her best friend Eddie is there to remind her that everything will be okay.

Note: This is a bit of an au as in Eddie doesn't die and Brody is a random OC. I might do a part 2 for this!

Warning: Hint to sexual harassment (nothing happens of course though), major fluff, some angst

Edited and revised as needed!

On any normal given day, she could simply just ignore the jabs and the insults thrown her way. On any different day, she could smirk in the student's faces and flip them the bird. On any other day; today was not that day. Why you may ask? Simple, because she was tired. Emotionally and physically drained and stretched thin. It wasn't all of the last-minute tests that she had to stay up till 2 A.M. to finish, it wasn't the extra hours at work she took on for that little extra cash, and it wasn't the fact that her parents screaming and yelling kept her awake most nights whenever they'd come home from late nights at work. Nah, of course not. She was just. Tired. Everyone went through those phases, right? Oh don't be stupid, she knew a human body and brain could only hold so much stress. She knew her friends could notice.

The concerned looks Nancy would give her whenever they'd say good morning at their lockers before their first class together, the way Steve seemed to always be glancing her way even in the middle of a basketball game or training session filled with worry enough to distract him from the game resulting in him getting yelled at by the coach and to have guilt running through her veins, the way Robin seemed to trail behind her whenever the pair would be in the room together even if the older girl wouldn't speak to Y/N with that look on her face like she wanted to ask but didn't dare breach the subject as if it were taboo.

It wasn't even the fact that the group of teens seemed to have trouble regaining the energy and normalcy they shared after coming back from the Upside Down that nearly took Eddie's life and ended up killing some other students. The government blamed the chaos on an earthquake but the seniors and the younger boys who'd followed them into battle knew the truth. Y/N still had nightmares of the blood, the screaming, and the monsters in the Upside Down whenever on the rarest occasion that she would be able to fall asleep in the first place. She wasn't the same since then and it seemed as if even when the town was finally beginning to settle after being rebuilt that her life was just sinking further lower and lower as if her subconscious hadn't left the terror of the Upside Down. But it was Eddie who'd been the one who finally say something regarding his best friend's unusual behavior because let's be frank. Eddie Munson was the only one who noticed her shift.

He'd noticed her last string of sanity straining whenever one of the jocks who'd replaced Jason's position on the basketball team as the captain after the other had been claimed dead and missing after the earthquake. Brody was the boy's name and he was one of those bullies who didn't get the hint that enough was enough when it came to his actions. Not that a lot of his goonies would ever stop him. Tommy H. Would have stopped if the boy had enough guts to say something but of course he didn't, he wasn't exactly considered popular anymore after Steve Harrington seemed to step down from his title as King and chose instead to befriend the losers of the school and reject Tommy altogether.

Eddie didn't like Brody; the metalhead senior could deal with humans like that jock after he'd come back from the Upside Down and survived near death by demonic flying bats for fucks sake; the scars he sported were heavy and often still hurt like a bitch in phantom pain when he took time enough to remember them. But he would never forget the way Y/N's face was stained with glistening tears, red with a combination of his and her blood as she held onto him for dear life, and felt the trembling of her body against his as sobs wracked her while her heart seemed to shatter as he pretty much died in her arms. He knew no one could backtrack from something like that even when the others tried their hardest to pretend like it didn't happen in favor of trying to return to their normal lives. Y/N's life would never be normal. Not with her parent's divorce just on the brink of the horizon, not when she pushed herself to the limit and then pushed harder just to keep up the brave face as if everything was normal. Eddie knew because Eddie's heart would never beat for anyone but for Y/N.

So when he'd caught sight of Brody pinning Y/N up against the wall of an empty hallway alone without the goons he instantly knew something was wrong. No bully goes out of their way to corner another student like that especially a girl without perverted motives. But when he got closer; the sound of his boots hitting the tiles and the jingle of his wallet chain on his jeans made a loud enough noise to gain the jock's attention and Y/N's face turned in Eddie's direction. There were tears racing down her cheeks and from the angle that he could see there were red marks on her pale and slender throat. His nostrils flared and his pace quickened until he was towering over the pair of them. Brown eyes were nearly pitch black and he spoke through a half smirk and gritted teeth.

"We got a problem here Davidson?" he sneered looking down at the blonde boy whose face fell a bit staring up at the other clearly thrown off by the other's presence.

No one had ever seen Eddie 'The Freak' Munson pissed off like this. People speculated that his near-death situation brought on a different side of him but no one had ever actually witnessed the severity of just what the metal-headed outcast could do if pushed. And Eddie was being pushed as his dark eyes fell on Brody's hand tightly wrapped around Y/N's wrist causing her tender skin to turn a rudy red and another placed at her hip just beneath her Hellfire T-shirt. Eddie's Hellfire shirt to be more accurate.

"Back off man. Busy here with my girl." Brody sneered regaining his bravado.

Eddie's face went blank a moment as his smirk fell flat before he stepped impossibly closer and reached up to grasp the wrist of the hand that was holding too tightly around his best friend's wrist; the thick rings of his hand biting painfully into the skin of the jock's making him let out a mixture of a gasp and a wince as he was forced to let go of the girl's wrist. The pressure nearly made his knees buckle under him but instead, Eddie's free fist came up quicker than the jock could react and the rings of that hand connected painfully against the other's face making the blonde jerk backward and stumble until his back was on the ground and his hand lifted to his face to touch the gash that was bleeding heavily down the bridge of his nose; Eddie hadn't broken Brody's nose, not yet anyways.

Eddie reached over to Y/N without tearing his gaze from the pitiful basketball player and wrapped a hand around the back of her neck to pull her against his frame; holding her face against the warmth and strength of his chest as he glared down at Brody. "Mine, Davidson. Don't fucking touch what's mine. Don't ever come near my best friend again, got me asshole?" Eddie spat angrily before he was turning away with an arm wrapped around Y/N's shoulders. He marched them across the hall, now empty since the other students were in their next classes which allowed the pair some privacy.

They didn't get too far away before Eddie felt the trembling of the girl's shoulders beneath his grasp and he turned to look wide-eyed down at the girl who was always so strong. He reached up with a gentle touch to nudge her face upwards with a knuckle beneath her chin to see those glistening E/C eyes staring up at him and pink lips trembling. His features softened and he wrapped his arms around her feeling her smaller arms wrap around his waist; tucking herself as close to him as she possibly could as she tried to bury herself beneath his jean jacket allowing the sobs to come full force; only muffled by his chest. He lowered them to the floor to lean against the hallway wall as he pulled her up into his lap, allowing her form to straddle his hips as his fingers stroked through her hair and along her face as she cried.

"Shhh pretty girl, It's okay, I got yah sweetheart. You're safe, I promise. I'm sorry if I scared you back there." Eddie whispered his words against her forehead as he rocked her against him back and forth like he often did whenever she'd wake up screaming from night terrors on those nights he'd managed to coax her to spend that night in his trailer after a night filled with movie distractions.

When he pulled away slightly he took a closer look at her face and he realized just how fucking exhausted she was. The sunken look of her pale skin that could use some sun and the dark circles beneath her eyes that she tried desperately to mask beneath makeup to look less half dead. But he saw them. He saw beyond her mask just like he always had and what he saw broke his heart. It made his grasp on her tighten a bit as if his hold could chase away all her worries and terror as she slowly began to calm down in his embrace.

"I can't do it Eds, I can't pretend like shit is normal again. It's not fucking normal! My parents are separating, I'm one warning away from being fired from my job, I'm about to fail my classes because I don't fucking sleep cause of those fucking nightmares! I'm barely even functioning and I can't…I can't fucking take it anymore!" her voice broke at the end as she buried her face against his neck.

She subconsciously breathed in the scent that was all Eddie. The scent of stale cigarette, cheap cologne to cover up the slight scent of weed on his clothes but also whatever deodorant he chose to wear that morning was a familiar scent that helped her calm her mind; this was Eddie. Her Eddie that would never hurt her, who'd never abandoned her, her Eddie who fought to stay alive for her sake, and who'd never left her side since. He was her Eddie and the fact that she could still feel the warmth coming from him as his heart beat a steady rhythm against her palm made her want to cry all over again just at the relief that she wasn't alone anymore.

Those fingers that would often effortlessly pluck at his guitar strings whenever she was having a bad night were now carding through her H/C hair and pressing against her scalp to help her ground her sanity. "Hey look at me, sweetheart." Eddie gently guided her head away from his neck with that very same hand so that they could stare at each other.

A small smile graced his features tenderly as he pressed their foreheads together. "I'm right here. I'll always be right here okay?" he promises as dark eyes scanned her E/C ones. "It's hard, I know. Trust me, none of us are having it easy but that doesn't mean that we have to go through it alone. It's okay to have moments of weakness princess." he said softly as he nudged his nose with hers in a playful gesture trying to gain Y/N's smile he loved so much.

"Never change Eddie Munson. Never leave me." her words were desperate as she looked up at him as if desperate to burn his image into her memory. As if that fear still lingered in the back of her mind that she'd wake up and he'd be gone. But his face was so beautiful up close and to think she nearly lost him back there in that pit of demons.

His large hands raised to her face to cradle her cheeks between his fingers as he scanned her features. "You're my girl, sweetheart. Already claimed that title remember? I don't throw away my most prized possessions." he winked playfully.

This brought a laugh from the girl in his lap as she pulled away and smacked his shoulder without much force as she rolled her eyes, but that light returned to her eyes and that was exactly what Eddie wanted to see. "I'm suddenly a prize to be won huh Munson? Is that what I am now?" she teased raising a brow.

Eddie gave her a cheeky smile and tilted his head staring her down' assessing her from head to toe with a playful squint of his dark opticals. "Not a prize to be won exactly I suppose, but you certainly are a treasure you know that?"

Y/N's face flushed a bit and she shook her head as she reached up to grasp at his face to pull him down so that she could press a kiss on his forehead. "If I'm a prize, I wouldn't want to be anyone else's but Eddie Munson's," she replied fondly.

That heart-melting smile spread across his face and Y/N felt her inside go jelly. She knew just then, she knew that her love for this man went beyond them being two peas in a pod. Perhaps she always knew that she had these feelings but she didn't care or even indulge in them. But sitting here, probably looking like a mess she felt nothing less than something special under Eddie Munson's warm chocolate gaze.

#eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things #eddie x you #eddie x y/n #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagine

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ericsonclan · 2 years

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TWDG Characters who write/read fanfic Ericson Kids Edition

Clem: Occasionally has read some fanfics and once in a blue moon has written a thing or two but doesn’t do much

Ruby: Has written cowboy fanfic and MLP

Brody: Writes fanfic for whatever she’s into at the time but keeps it all to herself because she’s scared that people won’t like it

Minnie: Reads some WLW fanfics that have been recommended to her a lot but that’s about it

Sophie: Hops everywhere when it comes to reading fanfics and writes only crack fics

Violet: Only reads fanfics if people keep recommending it to her or won’t leave her alone about it

Mari: Definitely reads fanfic and writes too. She keeps up with whatever she’s interested in at the time as well as some hardcore fandoms

Louis: Doesn’t write but he reads fluff for his favorite ships. Never angst because it will make him SOB

Marlon: He would only read something if Louis or someone really close to him wanted him to read something

Mitch: Reads mafia and bodyguard aus for lots of different fandoms. He also reads transformers and Bionicles fanfic too.

Aasim: He writes Star Trek fanfic. He has an oc that is the captain of his own starship. He writes them like they’re journal entries. He also consumes tons of other people’s Star Trek works as well.

Omar: Ratoutille fanfics and always bemoans the fact that there is not enough Ratoutille fanfic out there

Duck: He would read tons of superheroes fanfic and also reads lots of cartoon fanfics for Adventure Time and others in that vein

Gabe: He wrote angsty fanfics when he was an early teen but then got embarrassed about it and tries his best to bury it away so no one finds them

James: Reads creepypasta and lots of MLM, the softest MLM he could ever find.

Willy: Reads cartoon based fanfics and Spongebob Squarepants fanfic. He tried to write but all of them end up as WIPS because he can never finish an idea before another one appears in his mind

Tenn: He is more interested in the fanart than the fanfic when it comes to fandoms but every so often he reads a fanfic and enjoys it

AJ: The sole writer for Disco Brocolli fanfic. He stands as the king of the Disco Brocolli fandom

Now onto OCS

Prisha: Writes Star Trek fanfic, she loves creating her own alien cultures and her own ethical quandaries. She didn’t post it until Violet stumbled across her writing and told her to go for it

Renata: Writes the most crack fanfic ever and tries to find the most crack fanfic to read before bed

Allison: She doesn’t write but she has a few fandoms she’s a diehard fan for so she keeps up with her favorite writers in those fandoms

Jesse: Reads horse fanfics but doesn’t write

Nurgul: She would be supportive of her friends and reads their work occasionally but doesn’t seek out fanfic herself

Telulah: She writes Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur fanfics and she reads Disco Brocolli fics religiously

Oakley: They have a few select fandoms they read for like Over the Garden Wall but don’t write because they don’t have the desire to

Therissa: Whenever she finishes something she checks out what fanfics are out there then moves onto the next thing when she’s done

Bethany: She reads Kingdom Hearts fics as well as fics for that Barbie movie the Diamond Castle and also Nancy Drew fanfics. She writes here and there but usually forgets to post it

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septic-dr-schneep · 6 years

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MP Fanfiction - A Day of Remembrance

Summary: Five years ago today, the Author was born. These days, the Host has learned not to expect a proper celebration, but that tingle of hope in his chest simply refuses to be suppressed...

Sometimes the Host wasn’t sure why he bothered to count this as the day he was born. It was the Author’s birthday, not the Host’s. The Host wasn’t born. He was manifested out of the Author’s power in a moment of desperation; he was a completely different man. Unfortunately, his inner Author didn’t seem to understand that. As soon as he woke, he felt that instinctive stir of emotion that told him today was special, something to be celebrated. He did his best to stifle it, since it would only lead to disappointment, but it kept perking up as he slipped out of bed and shrugged on his coat.

It was an ordinary day, he decided, and that was absolutely fi—

As he placed his hand on the doorframe, the Host stiffened, ducking his head against the approaching vision. His Foresight was kinder than usual, softer, spilling over him like warm water, and that made the pictures clearer and cleaner for him to make out. He opened his mouth to narrate, but the words caught in his throat as soon as he realized what he was Seeing:

Dr. Iplier was rushing back and forth from the cabinets in his lab to Bim, waiting at the door with open arms to receive the packs of balloons.

“How many packages did you buy, doc?”

“…Fifteen. You think that’s too much?”

“Of course not! You can never have enough balloons!”

Wilford was eagerly leaning over Bing’s shoulder, urging, “Put more glitter, would ya? It’s not colorful enough! It’s gotta be blinding!”

“You think he’ll actually get to see it, dude?” Bing questioned even as he acquiesced and reached for the jar of glitter, dumping the glittering green onto the front of the card.

“Wilford knows what’s best,” the older Ego chuckled knowingly. “I’ll make sure it gets into the right hands, don’t you worry!”

Smoke and frosting. “Oh, gee, I think I burnt the cake…” Silver Shepherd agonized as he waved the smoke away from the oven.

“You kiddin’, Shepherd? We had a perfectly good store-bought one over here!” Ed exclaimed as he threw open the refrigerator to show off the evidence. “I got seventy-five percent off on it an’ everything and you try makin’ one of your own? Those mitts of yours aren’t made for baking!”

“W-Well, my cupcakes turned out okay,” Shepherd replied sheepishly. “I’ll just…start frosting those, I guess!”

As the vision faded, the Host exhaled softly, the tingle of excitement kindling into a flame of gratitude. For the first time in a long, long time, he didn’t bother to stop it as he took half a step back, smoothing down his coat and running a hand through his hair to look a little more presentable.

Of course his friends had thought of him! He should never have doubted them; as of late, they’d gotten much better about celebrating birthdays and anniversaries of their video appearances. Why should his be any different? Bittersweet relief and hope welled warmly in his chest and despite himself, he giggled.

There wasn’t any reason to let them know that his Foresight had given them away; he’d be sure to act surprised on their behalf. Schooling his features into their natural grim pose and wiping a stray trickle of blood off on the back of his hand, he slipped out into the hall, hoping to go unnoticed. Perhaps, if he was careful, he would be able to avoid them until his Foresight let him know it was time for him to be summoned and surprised. That plan wasn’t meant to be, however; as soon as he heard the Host’s footsteps, Wilford spun away from Bing and fairly launched himself at him.

“Well, if it isn’t the late sleeper!” he crowed, nearly taking him off his feet as he tackled him around the shoulders.

“The Host bids good morning to Wilford,” he replied patiently, unable to resist the smile tugging at his face. Naturally Wilford couldn’t contain himself; whenever there was a party, he tended to let his anticipation spill over the entire day, bounce madly off the walls at the celebration itself, and then crash hard at the end of the night. “He wonders if he might have his morning coffee before—”

“Ahh, forget coffee, we’re havin’ cake for breakfast!” Wilford cut him off gleefully, pushing him toward the dining room table. “And you’re just in time to pitch in and sign this card; I managed to finagle almost everyone else into signin’ it and Bing just forged the rest, but seein’ as we don’t know what your chicken scratch looks like, you gotta do it yourself. Just try not to get it bloody! Yandere already did. You put more glitter over that, right, Bing?”

Just like that, the Host’s smile faltered and the flame of gratitude lost a bit of its oxygen. That request didn’t make as much sense. He had planned on “overlooking” Bing and the card he was making, not signing it. Why would he sign it if it was for him? Unless…

Warning bells rang quietly in the back of his mind as he let the mental images return for a split second, double-checking. There was no question that they were preparing for a party and it couldn’t be for anyone else; no one shared a birthday with him. It was too early to have a Valentine’s Day party, even by Wilford’s standards. That would likely come in a couple of days.

What had he missed?

Glancing between them in confusion and unease, the Host tuned out Bing and Wilford as they shot back and forth about the glitter, trying to process what Wilford was asking him to do, and as soon as there was a lull in their banter, he interjected cautiously, “Th-The Host would like to know who he’s addressing the card to.” That was the best way to get an honest answer—perhaps a little too honest, if the way Bing scoffed was any indication.

“Well, c’mon, it’s only all over the internet, bro!” he exclaimed, half-rising from his chair and swiping a search engine screen into the air. “Right there under ‘Famous February Birthdays’, see? Wait…Oh, I guess you can’t see that, sorry. But my buddy Chase called me up and let me know that tomorrow is his creator Jack’s birthday! He’s gonna be busy tomorrow, so we’re having an early party for him! It’s gonna be totally lit!”

Within the first five minutes of leaving his room, he had already let himself hope…

Why hadn’t he Foreseen this? His visions had never been selective before, had they? Had his own feelings dictated what he Saw and how he interpreted it? They were never meant to do that. How could he have let them cloud his judgment? Stupid, foolish, ignorant…

Stomach twisting into painful knots, he fairly collapsed into the chair Wilford pushed him toward, taking the pen Bing tossed at him and, after several seconds of hesitation, pressing it hard against the paper. He could feel the excess glitter catching underneath the pen nub and he tightened his grip against it, dragging it heavily along its course.

It was nothing. It was fine.

“Uhh…you better not tear that paper, bro; it took all morning,” Bing pointed out.

As soon as the last dark t in “The Host” was crossed, he rose, knocking his chair over and not bothering to pick it back up as he brushed past Wilford, muttering acidly, “The Host will be in his room and would like to request that he not be disturbed. It’s the best gift he could receive from them today.”

He wanted to bite his tongue as soon as he made that last remark—even more so when Wilford only responded with a puzzled, “What’s that s’posed to mean?”

“The Host won’t be going to the party; he has many other ways to occupy his time. He wants Wilford to convey his best wishes to Jack.”

Slamming his door as an end note to those venomous words didn’t feel as good as the Host hoped it would; as soon as it was securely locked, he slumped against it, pressing his lips tightly together.

He shouldn’t be a victim about this. He should return to them and tell them the truth, tell them that they had overlooked his birthday and that he was disappointed, but then they would feel bad for being unprepared. They would celebrate him out of guilt and pity; knowing them, he would become a hasty add-on to Jack’s party that no one wanted. Not even he wanted that. They shouldn’t go to the trouble…but even while they laughed and joked and celebrated someone else, their knowledge that it was his birthday too would have been enough for him.

When was the last time they had celebrated it? Not since he was the Author, at least. That realization let a bitter noise escape his throat—a laugh or a sob, he didn’t know. It was no wonder they’d forgotten. The Author was no more. If anything, this should be a day of mourning him.

That was what it would be then. Even if it was forgotten by the others, he would have a day of remembrance. He remembered the Author waking up to the sweet smell of cake and smiling into his pillow before he even sat up because he knew that the others were waiting for him. He remembered the light, the sounds, the food melting in his mouth, the proud voices praising him, fondly calling him their Author, and the hands playfully ruffling his hair and patting his back. He remembered how loved the Author had felt, for the first time since he was born.

He held onto that memory now as he drifted away from the door toward his desk chair, sinking into it and putting his head in his hands. Breathing deeply, he let his Hindsight replay it on a loop, occasionally hovering over the better parts, rememorizing their details. Every time he tried to imagine a scenario with the Host in the picture, however, the memory blurred and his head started to ache.

It wasn’t meant to be for him. For him, it was an ordinary day, and if the blood flowed a little faster after this thought, no one else was there to notice.

The Host wasn’t sure how long he sat there, reminiscing on the better times, but by the time he was jostled out of his thoughts, his cheeks were wet, his throat was dry and his stomach was achingly raw. He never had gone back out for coffee and food, he realized distantly as he straightened in his chair, spinning it around when he heard a few quiet taps at the door.

He was unaffected, the Host reminded himself fiercely. He would ask if the party for Jack was enjoyable and he would make sure his voice was steady and sure when he did so.

When his flash of Sight came, he realized that the visitor wasn’t at all who he’d expected it to be, so the question never made it out. The Host took half a step back, his fingers tightening on the edge of the door as he leaned a little more of his weight against it. The King of the Squirrels fidgeted, gnawing on his peanut buttery lower lip and not quite looking the Host in the face.

“…Hello,” he ventured, bobbing a brief bow before glancing over his shoulder. “You aren’t busy, are you?”

“Whether or not the Host is busy depends on what the King needs,” he answered warily.

“I don’t need anything, thank you. I wanted—well, I don’t know if anyone else remembered, but it’s your birthday. I expect you already know that,” the King assured him, a touch of shyness coloring his voice. “Or maybe you forgot too, since you haven’t come out of your room all day. I never got the chance to give you my gifts.”

The Host barely had a chance to react before the King had squared his shoulders and was brushing aside his cloak’s folds to push a well-sized rectangular box and a large, lumpy, lopsided package into his hands. The Host fumbled with them slightly, holding them tightly against his chest as he glanced between them and their giver.

“How…or w-why…did the King remember?” he stammered gingerly.

“It wasn’t hard,” the King brushed it off simply, though the Host sensed he was doing his best to hide the sadness in his words as he continued. “The Author was my best friend and I gave him a good deal of gifts when I celebrated his birthday. You…hm. You may not be him anymore, but you deserve the same. So I wish you a kingly birthday, Host.” That said, he swept another bow, deeper and more graceful, before spinning on his heel and striding down the hall, no doubt toward the backdoor.

The Host stayed where he was for several seconds, processing what had just happened, and then he lowered his head over the box and the package, huffing lightly in disbelief. He barely registered the trip back to his chair, more focused on choosing which gift to open first. Eventually he opted for the lumpy bundle, twirling the ribbon around his fingers a few times before tugging it loose.

Into his lap spilled a thick scarf, made of real fur, if his Sight wasn’t deceiving him. That did leave him to wonder where the fur had come from; it wasn’t from the squirrels, surely! It didn’t matter; the scarf was astonishingly soft as he picked it up, automatically narrating his appreciation for it to the empty room. He couldn’t resist lightly nuzzling his cheek against it before wrapping it loosely around his neck and turning his attention to the box.

From the sound of it, the box was filled with sheaves of paper, he noted in puzzlement. As soon as his fingers brushed the top sheet, however, Hindsight struck in full force. The King and the Author. The King and his “scribe”, bent over their latest story, bickering over the edits to be made. Hands with dramatic gestures, rubbing tense shoulders, offering food after hours of work, dragging him outside into the fresh air.

“Bring your bat, Author, and I’ll pitch for you! We’ll get your blood pumping and your brain bursting with ideas again in no time!”

“Heh. What would I do without you?”

So many stories. So many characters poured onto the pages by the Author and given life through the King’s reading. He read late into the night—their fairytales. What was a King without a fairytale? What was a tale without an Author?

Surprised laughter. Needed warmth. Unlikely friendship. Unexpected care.

The Host took a shuddering breath as his Sight faded, returning him to his room and letting the nostalgia fade into a lump in the back of his throat. Swallowing around it, he returned the lid to the box and slid it to the edge of his desk. It would stay there until he was prepared to look through the memories again. It was a beautiful gift.

“I see I wasn’t the only one thinking of you today.”

Any hope that the lump in his throat would ease was promptly quelled by that voice. Again the Host spun his chair around, rising before it had even stopped its motion.

“I don’t suppose this has been a particularly happy birthday for you,” Dark mused aloud, his tone bordering dangerously on the anger he’d worked meticulously to suppress. “Seeing as only one of the others remembered it.”

Inhaling deeply, the Host took a step closer; he could feel Dark’s aura stirring, tickling his exposed skin as it twitched in agitation. He knew the anger was on his behalf, but he offered a slight smile against it.

“Thanks to the King’s gifts and Dark’s timely arrival, the Host holds out some hope that his birthday evening will be better than the day itself.”

Though he wasn’t using his Sight at the moment, he could hear Dark forcing a smile in return as he hummed in agreement. After a beat of silence, Dark cleared his throat, drawing closer and wrapping his arms snugly around the Host’s shoulders for a long series of seconds. Taken aback by the hug but unprotesting, the Host leaned into the contact until Dark was the first to withdraw. As soon as he did, the Host perked up, pulling his new scarf in closer around his neck against the unexpected chill of the evening air as he Looked around.

“Oh…Dark has taken them to their favorite walking route,” he realized with a wry laugh, shaking his head.

“I thought it was appropriate. We do come here most often when the others are otherwise occupied, and since they’re more than happy gallivanting around with the Septic Egos…”

“Dark ought to warn the Host next time before transporting him somewhere,” the Host pointed out, doing his best not to let on how grateful he was for the consideration—for any of this. “If he’d pulled away prematurely, he could have ended up in two places at once and that would be distinctly unpleasant.”

“As if you had any intention of pulling away,” Dark shot back just as easily, sliding an arm through his and pulling him into an easy stroll. “Now allow me to take you wherever you’d like to go for dinner. I suspect you haven’t eaten.”

How had he—? The Host stopped himself mid-question, ducking his head to hide a grin. Of course his friend had thought of it. He should never have doubted him.

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asleepycoyote · 3 years

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Stuff I write

What I write:

Ego x reader

Headcannons

Crack oneshots

Gore

Angst

Fluff

Ego x Ego (eh I'm kinda iffy on this but eh)

Text oneshots

prompts

What I don't write:

Smut

Who I write:

Markiplier Ego's and characters:

Wilford Warfstache

Bim Trimmer

Darkiplier

Abe the detective

The Jims

Googleplier

Bingiplier

Yandereplier

Dr. Iplier

King of the Squirrels

Damien

Celine

The Colonel

Actor Mark

Ed Edgar

Silver Shepherd

Yancy

Illinois

Captain Magnum

Eric Derekson

Annus

Jacksepticeye Egos:

Antisepticeye

Dr. Schneeplestein

Marvin the Magnificent

Chase Brody

Jackieboy Man

James Jackson

Robbie the Zombie

Crankgameplays Egos:

Blank Game Plays

Mad Mike

Unus

If there is someone on here that is similar to them and you would like to request don't be shy, I'll look into it and see if I would be able to write it!

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wardlowsbabydoll · 2 years

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Brody King Masterlist

Country Bar (Fluff)

Being the Pet of the House (Headcanons)

#Brody king #Brody king imagine #Brody king smut #Brody king fluff #Brody king angst #spooky murder husband

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asherranceoftheheart · 4 years

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A Fateful Encounter

Character/s: Chase Brody, Cat!Antisepticeye, Brief Appearance of Henrik Von Schneeplestein Warning/s: Soft!Anti, VERY brief mention of animal cruelty (it’s just one short paragraph) Genre/s: Fluff (Archive of Our Own Edition) Note: Shoutout to @beerecordings for giving me the inspiration and prompt to write this little monster

The very first time Chase met his little king, he could’ve sworn it had been fate.

It had been admittedly a shitty day for him. His ex-wife didn’t want to talk to him or give him time with their kids unless he pulled his shit together. He was having a hard time managing his and Jack’s channel after Jack fell into a coma after an accident. The other’s disappointment in him for drinking again yesterday got too suffocating so he just had to go out and get some fresh air.

But life seemed to be against him enjoying anything and it was suddenly raining even though the weather forecast didn’t say anything about rain coming soon so he didn’t bother bringing an umbrella. Thankfully he was wearing a hoodie jacket so even though he’s going to be soaked when he gets home, he’ll have something over his head at least.

He had been walking back home when he passed by a dark alleyway that had him pausing.

Chase looked into the path as he strained his ears through the sounds of rain for the thing that caught his attention.

...ew… Meow!

There!

He jogged deeper into the alley and looked around until his eyes caught sight of the wet, broken box that was shaking as if something was trying to get it off. He crouched over the thing and carefully peeled off the top and flinched at the sharp scent of copper.

HISS!

There was a pair of green cat eyes glaring venomously at him. There was a black cat with scraggly fur weakly squirming within the box. Chase inhaled sharply when he saw the bleeding cut on the cat’s throat that was staining the box’s floor crimson. What kind of sick fuck—!

“I can’t leave you here,” Chase said out loud, his heart was already made up. “I just can’t.”

His mind worked quickly as he took off his jacket and carefully placed it under the hissing cat’s body. The poor thing lost so much blood that it couldn’t even do anything against him save for hissing and snarling threateningly. He shushed it gently, idly patting the cat on his side as a comfort before making a victorious sound when he could finally bundle the jacket around the weakly squirming cat. He swaddled the now quiet cat who was staring at him with wary eyes.

Chase stood up, carrying the cat in his arms as he rushed out of the alleyway.

“Stay strong, kitty! I promise you’ll be alright!”

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“Mister Brody?” Chase looked up from his phone and saw one of the vet nurses standing in front of him. “Doctor Shane would like to see you now.”

“Is it okay?” He anxiously asked the lady who smiled kindly at him as he stood up from his seat.

“He is alright now. The doctor can tell you more when you meet him.” Chase gave the nurse his thanks and followed the directions she gave him to the office of the doctor.

He stood in front of the room with the name ‘Dr. Shane Walker’ and gave the door a polite knock. Chase heard a muffled ‘Come in’ from inside the room and turned the doorknob before pushing it open.

The cat was sleeping on a cat bed, warmly cuddled up to a cat blanket. His neck was wrapped with a roll of bandage and he has one of those cones around his neck to keep him from moving it.

Chase approached the cat and couldn’t help but scratch the spot behind one of his ears and smiled when he started making an oddly scratchy rumbly purr.

“That one put up quite a fight before he went down with a sedative,” the vet sighed as he cleaned his tools in the nearby sink. “Thankfully, we have a matching blood bank for the transfusion and you managed to get him here right in the nick of the time. If it had been any later, I fear he would’ve lost too much blood.”

He was thankful too that there was a nearby open veterinary clinic from where he found the injured cat. He was just glad that he didn’t fuck this up for the poor thing.

“So what’s the verdict, Doc?” Chase asked the vet who scratched his chin in thought.

“Well… I’m keeping an eye on the infections from the cuts that he suffered, especially the one on his throat. It miraculously didn’t sever his vocal chords but it was certainly damaged. It will heal but he will have a croaky voice for the rest of his life. He’s really skinny so a proper diet will also be needed. You said you found him in an alleyway nearby?” Chase nodded at the question and the vet continued, “If I may ask… do you intend to adopt him?”

Chase flinched and looked at Dr. Shane with wide eyes. He did not expect to be put into this situation and the doctor must have noticed it because he took pity on him.

“It’s a big responsibility to adopt someone with a heavy past like him so I can understand if you don’t want to,” Shane smiled at the stunned man who finally recovered his voice.

He raised his hand and waved it back and forth in a pacifying manner.

“W-Wait, I didn’t mean to say no—I mean, I don’t know I’ve just got a lot going on and I don’t think I’d be a great, attentive owne—” Chase was cut off by the feeling of something soft rubbing against his fingers. He looked down and held his breath in when the cat was unconsciously rubbing its head against his hand. “Oh.”

Shane hid a smile at the lovestruck gleam that glazed over the man’s eyes. While there was still uncertainty and doubt in the young man’s body language, there’s no doubting the softness and melting of his heart that was going on right now. He liked to think that he was a great judge of character. Being around animals for nearly 24/7 can teach someone how to pick up the cues that animals could read on a person’s personality. Mister Brody seems to be going through a lot with the weary slump of his shoulders and the dark bags under his eyes. Shane couldn’t help but think that the kind man would be a great fit for his new sharp patient.

“You could come and visit him everyday until he gets better since you’re paying for everything after all,” Shane offered a chance for the man who was now scratching the sleeping cat’s head once more. “It would help you get to know each other and give you some time to think it over.”

“... Yeah… Yeah, that’d be great,” Chase gave the older man a small smile. “Thanks doc.”

“No problem. It’s my job to help my little patients after all.”

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Tired but curious blue eyes stared into narrowed green ones as the duo held an intense staring contest with each other. Chase slowly blinked and hid a smile when the black cat hissed at him and snobbily turned his back at the man, a wordless ‘Fuck off’ if it ever meant anything.

It was already a massive improvement compared to the snarls and attempts of clawing his face off that was in the beginning. Chase didn’t know why but he felt like he had to keep being more patient to get this cat’s trust.

He already got a lot of bandages on his hand from when he was far too slow in drawing back when the cat reared up to attack him. But with the guidance of the vet and the nurses, he was slowly able to come nearer the injured furry void. He could sit a few inches close to the cat now even if he’d turn his butt up at him and ignored him. Doctor Shane said that it was a sign that the cat was beginning to lower his guard now that he knew that regardless of how much he lashed out, Chase would still patiently wait for him to come close of his own will.

“Are you going to adopt him? I don’t want to pressure you but… that one’s starting to get to know you and it might just break his trust if you just left him…” Shane asked Chase while he watched the man sit beside the black cat who was unconsciously coming closer against his body heat.

It was a painful chore to get the cat inside a cat carrier so they just left him his own little space to roam around in. Thankfully, he was a rather disciplined cat so long as you don’t attempt to put him in an enclosed space or touch him far too long. They had to learn how to slowly lure him into his temporary space with food and a bunch of toys.

“I— Yeah, I think I want to,” Chase admitted as he looked down at the black cat who was now a bit more relaxed despite his close proximity. He still doesn’t dare to touch that shiny fur. “I keep thinking about him when I get home and I asked one of my doctor friends if it’d be a good idea…”

He had pulled Henrik away from the others after he gained the idea of adopting the cat engraved into his mind. He knew that he was already considering it since he kept wondering how it would feel to have that black bundle of fur roaming around his house, and already worrying his head off just like he does with his kids if the cat was doing fine. It was why he kept visiting every single day to the point that the cat would be staring right at the door knowing just when he would arrive.

“Are you sure you are ready for that kind of responsibility?” Henrik asked Chase, an intent gaze on his face.

The doctor has to admit that Chase was looking better than he had been a week ago. Most of the black bags under his eyes were mostly gone since he was sleeping at a more reasonable time so that he could wake up early and be at the vet’s office right in schedule. Since he was interacting with people, Chase found the energy to clean himself up and look a little bit more alert than before.

“A pet is a big responsibility and you cannot just pass it off when you are experiencing a depressive episode. We could help you but I cannot in good mind advise you to keep one if you are just going to depend on us to fully take care of it.” The doctor cautioned the other man, he wanted to know if Chase truly wanted this.

“I know, Hen. I understand but… There’s just something different about that cat and I feel like he needs me like I need him and if I left him behind how would I be any better than the sick bastards that hurt him?” Chase rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed. “You said that it would be good for me to have a routine that I should follow and taking care of a cat would make me have one since I have to keep to a strict feeding schedule since that one needs a bunch of medicine that’s dependent on schedule. I just…”

Henrik huffed, the sharp glint in his eyes softening at his friend’s self-frustration. Seriously… Chase is sometimes just too hard on himself.

He patted Chase’s back and smiled at the man when he looked back at him.

“I think you have already made up your mind, my friend.” Henrik teased.

Chase snorted.

“You don’t get it Schneep… Even though he’s cranky and almost always angry, that little goblin’s far too cute for me to not adopt…”

“He’s not gonna be an easy one to care for,” Doctor Shane pointed out.

Chase looked down at the cat who was now pressed against his side and looking up at him with those far too intelligent for a normal cat’s green eyes. He smiled, his eyes brightening up like sunshine in a way it hasn’t been lit up for a long time.

“That makes two of us.” He chuckled.

A hand gently reached out to scratch the cat’s head. The cat only relaxed under his hand and went back to his nap.

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Chase pushed open the door to his house and entered into the main hallway. He closed the door behind him and carefully placed the cat carrier down to the floor.

“Hey little guy, we’re home.” Chase smiled at the pair of green eyes that were watching him from within the carrier.

He unlatched the lock on the cage’s gate and opened it up. A black paw cautiously tapped out into the strange, new territory with new sounds and smells. Chase sat down on the floor as he waited for the cat to slowly come out until he was standing right in front of him. He held out a hand for the suspicious cat who sniffed it before he began rubbing his head against his hand as a demand for a petting session.

The man began scratching the spot behind the cat’s ears with a fond smile as he began to purr loudly in that scratchy voice of his.

“Welcome home… Anti.”

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Chase pleasantly woke up from the happy dreams of Anti’s adoption by the feeling of something heavy perching on top of his lungs. He blearily opened his eyes to be met by an extremely close up view of the cat’s sniffing nose.

“Mrowr!” Anti screamed in his face.

He wheezed and groaned even as he reached up to pet the cat’s entire body.

“Good morning to you too, Your Majesty.” Chase deadpanned, giving his smug cat an unimpressed look when he started kneading his claws into his chest in a not so silent demand for him to hurry up and feed him. “I guess it’s time for your royal breakfast and that’s why you have to wake up your poor pitiful servant.”

Anti meowed and stretched himself out on his body before rubbing his head under his chin.

“Yeah, yeah… Get off you cute acting little bastard,” Chase could only ever say that with complete fondness for the brat.

As he forced himself out of his bed to feed the demanding King’s orders, Chase thought that if his and Anti’s meetings were already written in Fate’s book, he would find it in himself to thank whatever god was listening to him up there. Since after all… No matter how bratty and feral his little King was, he was the main reason why he could honestly say now that he was fine and happy.

#writersofjack #jacksepticeye #chase brody #antisepticeye #soft anti #soft!anti #cat!Anti

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darling-clemmy · 5 years

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Queen of Diamonds (ClemxLouis Fanfiction)

Summary: During a simple card game, Clem and Louis get a whole lot more than they bargained for. Requested by Anon💕. (Everyone is alive and Clem and Louis aren’t together yet.)

Word Count: 1,719 words

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Underaged drinking

A/N: I’m not super proud of this fic, but nonetheless, I wrote it, so I’m posting it. I hope you enjoy :))

“Okay, everyone! Everything is all set!”

The short redhead trotted back into the main building after catching everyone in the courtyard’s attention. It was a cool late spring night, and the green buds on the oaks had just blossomed into delicate leaves. Taking advantage of the nice night, the kids decided to hang outside, but Ruby (and Violet since she got cold easily) had another idea: to have another hootenanny in the music room.

AJ, Tenn, and Willy had decided on their own accord to have a party of their own, away from all of the older kids. Although Clem, Violet, and Mitch had all loved their respective kids endlessly, they appreciated the fact that they’d be getting some free time away from them. The absence of the younger boys also allowed for the teenagers to be, well, teenagers. This was also promised in two bottles of beer that Marlon and Mitch had found on a supply run not too long ago.

The group made their way up to the music room, now basked in the glow of red candlelight and the crescent moon in the sky. Soft upbeat instrumental music vibrated from the record player, filling the room with a sense that maybe the world hadn’t entirely gone to shit. Louis quickly identified the genre as country, to which he pestered Ruby about, knowing she chose it. She didn’t pay him or his cruel words toward the music any mind, and refused to put on a classical vinyl.

After groaning in dramatic agony, Louis changed the topic. “Seeing as there isn’t much else to do, how about a game?”

The idea excited Clem, as she always enjoyed playing Louis’ silly lighthearted card games. It gave her a sense of peace, of joy, for a few minutes in the midst of living among the animated dead and the cruel living. Even if it was just the two of them playing, it made her feel happy. Actually, especially if it was just the two of them playing.

“Oh, my god, really? We have a party and we still have to play one of your stupid card games?” Brody whined, already reaching for one of the glass bottles in the middle of the circle they were all sat in.

Louis swatted her hand away. “Hold on. How about we compromise?”

Brody raised her eyebrow. “Compromise?”

Clem could see Marlon smirking, looking between his best friend and his suspected girlfriend.

“Yeah. How about we play truth or dare, but with a twist. Whoever has to answer or do, has to also take a drink.” Louis explained, not waiting for a response before passing out small decks of cards. “You all know the rules—highest card asks, lowest card does.”

“Fine, I guess I’ll play. Only for a little, though,” Brody sighed.

“I’m surprised you caved in so easily.” Marlon teased while everyone else grabbed their cards, earning him a scowl from the girl.

For the first round, Clementine got the lowest with a two of hearts, while Mitch got the highest with a king of spades. Clem looked up, meeting the mischievous eyes of the boy across the circle from her.

“Huh, look at that, I win,” he brags. “How about a truth?”

Clem shrugged silently before sliding a beer over into her lap. Not bothering to read the label, she pryed the cap off and took a quick sip. She already knew she wouldn’t like the feeling of drunkenness or the taste of the alcohol. Her face stayed moderately straight at the bitter taste, not wanting anyone to taunt her.

“What’s the farthest you’ve gone with a guy?” He asked as simply as asking her favorite color.

At his words, Clem blushes instantly, embarrassed at both her truthful answer—not having done anything at all—and how she’d have to admit it in front of Louis. Would he think she was boring? A prude? She had never really talked to him about his past relationships before she arrived at Ericson a few months ago. How far had he gone?

“That’s a gross thing to ask, Mitch,” Ruby chastised.

Noticing her silence, Violet spoke up, too. “You don’t have to answer that, Clem.”

“No, it’s okay.” Clementine replied, pushing away her thoughts. “I haven’t done anything, really.”

“Really? Nothing at all?” Mitch pressed, not so sneakily glancing between her and the dark boy beside her.

Louis noticed this. “What are you insinuating, dude? She answered the question, leave it be.”

The tall boy rolled his eyes in response and grumbled something under his breath. As everyone else began to move onto the next round, reaching for new cards, Clementine looked over to Louis, giving him an appreciative smile. He smiled back, sending over a discreet wink, too, burning up her just cooled down face once again.

In the second round, Aasim got the high card and Violet got the low.

Violet’s face fell into an anxious expression. “I hope everyone is okay with me, like, not drinking. It just doesn’t really have a great history in my family, if you know what I mean.”

Everybody sincerely understood and nodded quietly. They had all been through their fair share of trauma, and Violet’s just so happened to be related to the addictive liquid. What kind of friends would they be if they pushed something like that on her?

“How about a dare,” Aasim decided, thinking for a few moments before speaking again. “Tell anyone in this room something you’ve wanted to tell them for a while, but don’t say their name.”

“What kind of dare is that?” Marlon ridiculed, to which Brody lightly jabbed him in the bicep, telling him to shush.

“Ah, shit, okay,” Violet whispered. She took a deep breath, “I really—“ she paused before her face hardened and she stated, “You’re a huge dumbass.”

“C’mon Vi, we all know that’s directed at Louis,” Aasim replied.

They all began to laugh, yet Clem remained quiet, especially once she saw Louis’ solemn face. His usual starry, hopeful eyes were fixated on the wooden floor. His bottom lip was puckered out, something he instinctively did when his hands cramped up when playing the piano, when Marlon hit him in the arm a little too hard, when AJ mentioned some scary story from before him and Clem had arrived at the school. Louis made this face when he was sad, and Clementine didn’t like it one bit.

Before she could say anything, the group silenced and continued playing. They reached for new cards and Brody drank a long swig, claiming it was in place of Violet’s. Louis looked up and met Clem’s staring eyes for a moment before she looked away, embarrassed.

A chorus of “oo’s” echoed as it was realized that the apparent king of games had the lowest card. A three of clovers.

Mitch had the highest once again. A queen of diamonds.

He’s probably cheating somehow, Clementine thought to herself.

“Now I’ve beat both of the lovebirds,” he teased, smirking.

“Do you ever stop, Mitch?” Ruby scowled.

Ignoring the upset redhead, he kept his blue eyes on the boy with dreads. “I dare you to give Clem a kiss.”

“The most legitimate of dares,” Aasim mimicked, referring back to a card game a few months back where Clem dared him to kiss Ruby.

Clementine went red, a hot prickling sensation moving across her torso, up her neck, and to her face. Of course she’d like to kiss her long-time crush, but in front of most all of the other kids? That just seemed to suck all of the giddiness and magic out of it.

“I’m not doing that if she doesn’t want to.” Louis refused, squinting his eyes at the group before widening them at the sight of the girl avoiding eye contact with everyone else. His voice lowered. “Do you want to?”

She had felt nervous before, of course—the first time she walked through a herd, when she thought AJ was dead after he was first born, when she read a poem aloud to her kindergarten class. This was different, though. Very different.

Clementine knawed on the inside of her cheek. She looked around the room from the foggy windows to Brody and Marlon sharing the bottle of beer to the mahogany piano to Louis’ impending stare. After squeezing her eyes shut to clear them of the blurriness, she opened her mouth to speak.

“I don’t know,” she choked out.

Louis’ eyes softened more, if that was even possible. Yet, at the same time, there was still a flicker of disappointment in them. “That’s okay, Clem. We don’t have to.”

She exhaled shakily before jumping to her feet and pacing out of the room. It was all too awkward. Too embarrassing. She was angry at herself and Mitch and the fact that her head still felt heavy despite her not drinking much.

Before she could open her bedroom door, she felt a heavy hand grab her shoulder. She turned and was met with a pair of dark, kind eyes.

“Louis,” she sighed. “I-I’m sorry for walking out like that.”

“It’s okay, Clem. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.” Louis said, reaching his hand up to touch his neck.

She leaned back against the door. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Embarrassed, but fine.”

“Mitch was being an ass. You don’t have to be embarrassed,” he comforted, moving his hand out to clasp her’s.

Clementine gasped softly at how warm and coarse his palms were. Still, she didn’t pull away.

The teenagers’ eyes traveled from their entwined fingers to each other’s faces. The hallway was dark, with the only light radiating from the shadows of the moon and stars. Despite that, Clementine was able to see each and every freckle dusted across his nose, his chapped lips, the barely noticeable dimple on his left cheek. All of these features on top of Clem’s already instense attraction to him resulted in a surge of bravery.

Standing up on her tiptoes, she kissed him. It was sweet and gentle and somehow even better than how Clem had rehearsed it in her head millions of times.

She pulled away, just enough to where their lips still brushed over each other.

Louis chuckled ecstatically. “What was that for?”

Clementine grinned. “I think I owed you a dare.”

#twdg #the walking dead game #clementine #louis #clem #marlon #brody #mitch #aasim #ruby #tenn #aj #willy #violet #omar #clouis #louisentine #clemxlouis #fanfiction #the final season #fanfic

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mookoo-writes · 5 years

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~LGBT+ Reader Request’s!~

In honor of pride month, I will open requests to celebrate! Whether it be going to a pride parade with your choice of character or having a Teen! Reader coming out of the closet (platonic, obviously).

Disclaimer: I will do my research about the sexuality you request to make sure I get it right!

~Rules~ *Any part of the LGBT+ is welcome!!! *Please be specific in the request *Fluff and Angst/Fluff only *No Underage x Adults (Only if it’s platonic!)

~Characters I will write for~

-Iplier Egos- Darkiplier Wilford Warfstache Google IRL Bing IRL Eric Derickson The Host Bim Trimmer Dr. Iplier King of the Squirrels The Jims twins Yandereiplier

-Septic Egos- Antisepticeye Jameson Jackson Marvin the Magician Chase Brody Jackieboy Man Henrik Von Schneeplestein

-My Hero Academia- Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) Aizawa Shouta (Eraserhead) Toshinori Yagi (All Might)

-Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles- Leonardo Raphael Donatello Michelangelo

Any questions? Please ask!

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tyrannysaurusfloof · 5 years

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Masterlist

This is a list of all my fics, all fandoms, complete, WIPs, oneshots, from my old blog and from this blog. It does not include prompts I’ve written on this blog, search the tag “prompts” on my blog for those.

Jacksepticeye/Markiplier Egos

The Devil Beside You (WIP) Mark has to move, again, and this time the house he chooses is already occupied…but not by natural forces. When the two finally clash, Mark manages to come out on top, until Jack ends up getting involved. When things finally settle, the two are left with a major problem - how do they manage their demons? Characters; Mark Fischbach, Sean McLoughlin, Signe Hansen, Amy Nelson, Darkiplier, Antisepticeye, Original Characters. Pairings: Amyplier, Septishuu, Danti. Warnings: None that I can think of.

A New Homeworld (WIP) During a hiatus from Youtube, Mark travels out into the desert in search of some peace and quiet. A crash in the middle of the night thrusts Mark into the middle of a terrifying roller coaster ride with a being that he never thought he would ever meet in his entire life - an alien. His life is set for some interesting changes - for better or worse? That’s anyone’s guess. Characters: Dark, Mark, Amy, Wilford, Author, The Government. Pairing: Dark/Mark, Platonic familial Dark/Wilford/Author, Platonic Dark/Amy Warnings: Mentions of injuries.

Draconis (Unum Maledictus) (WIP) The legend of the dragon stretches far over the Kingdom of Oa’hule and the people are bound to the sacrifices the beast demands in order to secure their safety. Prince Mark grows tired of this constant sacrifice, and takes it upon himself to stop the dragon, but it is soon revealed to him the true monsters are closer to home. History is written by the victors, after all. Characters: Dark, Prince Mark, Prince Wilford, King Marc, Prince William, Prince Thomas, Amy, Kathryn, Tyler, Ethan and Chica. Pairing: Dark/Mark, Platonic familial Darkstache, Familial Dark/William/Marc (a different one for the main Prince) Warnings: Mentions of sacrifice and death.

Once Bitten, Never Shy Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Bite Night, Danger Mark meets a mysterious man that turns his life upside down, and is a serious pain in the neck. Characters: Dark, Mark, miscellaneous others. Pairing: Dark/Mark. Warnings: Violence, vampires, blood.

Magic Manipulation Series Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four. Jackieboy has been fighting against one villain for the longest time, and the identity of that villain is about to be revealed...to the heartbreak of all. Characters: Jackieboy, Marvin the Magnificent, Darkiplier, Antisepticeye, the Jims. Pairings: Marvelsepticeye. Warnings: None that I know of.

Pride and Regret Series Characters: Darkiplier, Antisepticeye, other Egos Pairings: Danti. Warnings: Toxic relationships, torture, gore, manipulation. Leave. And Never Come Back Anonymous asked:“Leave. And never come back.” With Danti….? Cause GAY ANGST!!! I Can’t Wait to See you Bleed Anonymous asked:❝I can’t wait to see you bleed. It’s only a tenth of how I feel.“ starter with Danti but a continuation of Leave and never come back if its ok? Warnings: Torture, gore, manipulation. I loved you, I loved you...Why? “I loved you! I loved you… why…?” Dark to Anti? (I love this story line that you are doing!) Did You Think I’d Let You See Another Person? Anonymous asked:Could you do the “Did you think I would let you see another person? Really?” prompt as a continuation of the “I loved you! I loved you…why..?” Danti story, please? Or is that sorta over with? (Kinda want Dark to get his tongue back somehow, don’t know how its possible tho) -awkward asking anon You Deserve It, Don’t Kid Yourself Anonymous asked:Hey, so. I am addicted to your writings, you’re so talented! Do you think you could do “You deserve this. You deserve it. Don’t kid yourself” with the Danti storyline? Maybe it is Dark having a break-down while waiting to see if Anti will come back? I’m So In Love Or mayhaps “I’m so in love with him, I don’t know what to do” from Anti’s perspective of the story? Sorry if this isn’t clear I’m in two minds at the moment I just love the story so much! -awkward asking anon You’re Wearing My Clothes Anonymous asked:Can you do an danti make up fluff to the last angst of them where anti cut off dark’s tongue. With dark telling anti: “No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.” With this fluff sentence starter.

Amnesia (In Memoria) Series 1. An Act of Self-Defence Summary: Mark shoots in self defence. Characters: Darkiplier, Antisepticeye, Mark Fischbach, Sean Mcloughlin (brief), Signe Hansen (brief) Pairings: Danti Warnings: Gun violence 2. Resurgence Summary: Mark shot in self-defence. Anti waits with patience. Things don’t always go according to plan. Characters: Antisepticeye, Darkiplier, Mark Fischbach, Sean McLoughlin, Signe Hansen (brief) Pairings: Danti Warnings: Anxiety, Amnesia, Violence

Darkiplier vs Antisepticeye (You Gave Me a Reason) (Living Together AU) Anti is done with not having access to Jack’s channel, and it leads to a bad situation between them. When he runs away to Dark, the other Ego has an idea on how to fix the problem Anti is having, and it’s rather light-hearted. Characters: Darkiplier, Antisepticeye, Markiplier, Jacksepticeye Pairings: Danti, Dark & Mark Warnings: None.

Kneeling at My Predetermined Grave Dark didn’t believe he was capable of love, but the petals on his pillow tell a different story. Characters: Darkiplier, Mark Fischbach, Antisepticeye Pairings: Dark/Mark (One-sided), Danti (Implied) Warnings: Hanahaki Disease, Unrequited Love

Coughing Up Flowers and Wasted Breath Hanahaki fic with the opposite twist to “Kneeling at my Predetermined Grave” Characters: Mark, Dark Pairings: Mark/Dark Warnings: Hanahaki Disease, Unrequited Love

Retrograde Mark is used to scam threats via email, but when Dark ends up kidnapped by someone the threats become very real. Rescuing Dark may not be difficult, but the damage runs deeper than just simple torture. Characters: Darkiplier, Mark Fischbach, Tyler Scheid (minor), Ethan Nestor (minor), Dr Iplier (minor). Pairings: Dark/Mark Warnings: Torture, Kidnapping, Minor Character Death, Temporary Amnesia

Welcome to the Red Room Censored Version, Uncensored Version The only experience Dark has with Red Rooms is via video games, but he’s about to get a taste of what the Red Room really is. Can Anti save him in time? Characters: Darkiplier, Antisepticeye Pairings: Danti Warnings: Red Room, Torture, Electric Torture, Ripping out nails, Eye Trauma, Beating, Broken Bones, Hurt/Comfort, Tooth Extraction

Becoming Series Wilford, Darkiplier, Markiplier. Small stories about how Wilford, Dark and Mark became who they are today. Characters: Wilford Warfstache, Darkiplier, Markiplier Warnings: None.

All I Want for Christmas is Santa Part 1, Part 2, Part 3. The Septic Egos finally figure out what Christmas is...with a little help from the Survival Hunter. Characters: Angus the Survival Hunter, Robbie, Antisepticeye, Dr Schneeplestein, Chase Brody, Marvin the Magnificent, Jackieboy Man, Jackesepticeye. Pairings: Implied Angsti. Warnings: None.

Fever Dreams Based on a headcanon that floated around a little while ago, Damien comes from a broken home, and William has to help him through that. Characters: Damien, William. Pairings: Implied Dilliam. Warning for referenced child abuse

Caring for the Broken Part 1, Part 2, Following the events in Markiplier Mansion, Dark has many, many problems...and one day, those problems could become permanent. Characters: Dark, Wilford. Pairings: Darkstache Warnings: Paralysis, implied character death, implied possession.

What the House Wants As children, nothing ever seemed wrong with the house that Mark lived in, until Damien’s chance encounter with something that lives inside the house and he finds out the secret of the mansion - death is not permanent. And that...leads to concerns for Damien when the future unfolds. Characters: Damien, William, Mark. Warnings: Suicide

When Life Falls Apart Wilford is determined to find out the truth of where he came from, and where his memories disappear to, despite all of Dark’s attempts to stop it. And Wilford’s plot to get his memories back puts so many people in the firing line, including Marvin, Jackie, Dark and Wilford himself. Characters: Wilford Warfstache, Darkiplier, Marvin the Magnificent, Jackieboy Man, Celine, Damien. Pairings: Darkstache, Marvelsepticeye. Warnings: mental breakdown, gun violence, character death, corpses

Stricken Voice Siren Mark escapes turbulent seas and a dangerous villain and runs into Elven Jack, who is not a big fan of the Elven lifestyle he’s stuck with. Characters: Siren!Mark, Elf!Jack, Siren!Dark. Pairings: Septiplier Warnings: None.

The Keg-stand Incident Dark’s past as Damien - and the experience on the Kegstand - comes to light during an ego meeting. Characters: Dark, Wilford, other egos Pairings: Darkstache

Mindless Indulgance A little bit of Angus/Reader Slightly NSFW Characters: Angus, Y/N Reader Insert Pairings: Angus/Reader Warnings: None.

Blind Magic Marvin the Magnficent and the Host spend some soft times together Characters: The Host, Marvin the Magnificent. Pairings: Marvin/Host Warnings: None.

Comfort Zones Chase wants to go a little further with Bing...and Bing isn’t sure it’s the right way. Characters: Chase Brody, Bingiplier Pairings: Bingaverage Warnings: Dubcon, NSFW

It Hurts dilliphowlter asked:Hi there! I just read a bunch of your writing and it’s SO GREAT! I’m not sure if you’re still taking prompts, but I was curious if you could do ❝It hurts–stop it! STOP IT!❞ with Wilford possibly being yelled at/hurt in some way by Dark? If not, it’s totally fine. I hope you have a nice day! Characters: Wilford, Darkiplier, William, Damien. Pairings: Darkstache. Warnings: Nightmares, panic.

Old Wounds Anti gets up close and personal with wounds from Dark’s past. Characters: Antisepticeye, Darkiplier Pairings: Danti Warnings: None.

Nightmares The new dimension to Dark/Wil’s relationship. Characters: Darkiplier, Wilford, William, Damien. Pairings: Darkstache Warnings: Nightmares.

Accidents Happen Wilford doesn’t understand death, and how could he considering the place he lost his mind? And when his trigger finger slips, Dark pays ultimate consequences. Characters: Darkiplier, Wilford, Dr Iplier, other Egos Warnings: None.

Duvet Day Duvet days with Danti Characters: Dark, Anti Pairings: Danti Warnings: None.

Unspoken Words Damien sees William for the first time in a long time when the Colonel walks through the doors at the reunion party they’d all been invited to at Markiplier Manor. There are so many things he wants to say, but he knows there will be time later. Right now, he wants to spend time with William. Characters: Damien, William, other WKM characters Pairings: Dilliam Warnings: None.

That’s Not my Name The other Egos don’t understand the connotations of the name “Damien”, until Dark breaks at the sound of the name and Wilford has to step in. It’s not his name. Characters: Dark, Wilford, Silver Shepherd, Ed, Bim. Pairings: Darkstache. Warnings: None.

Take Back Control Part One, Part Two, Part Three. Dark steps in to take control and Mark fights back. Characters: Dark, Mark, Teamiplier. Warnings: Possessions.

The Waiting Game Dark was not a patient man, but he knew how to wait. Characters: Dark, Mark. Warnings: None.

Let Sleeping Demons Lie Mark finds Dark asleep at his computer, editing videos for Mark to give the man some time to rest because he definitely overworks himself. And Mark takes his demon boyfriend back to bed. Very fluffy. Characters: Dark, Mark. Pairings: Dark/Mark Warnings: None.

Secondary Objective Engage Google is very protective of Y/N, and when movie night at the Egos turns into a night of jokes against you, Google’s “secondary objective” engages. You have to stop him, before he kills them all. Characters: Google, Y/N, Dark, Wilford, Bim, Dr Iplier, Ed, Silver. Warnings: Violence, Google’s “Secondary Objective”.

Unexpected Housemate Dark finds out that Anti is hiding a new member of the family, and Anti is surprised when Dark let’s them stay. Characters: Dark, Anti Pairings: Danti. Warnings: None.

Cookies It’s Anti’s Anniversary, and Dark is currently putting all his skills into baking something sweet in celebration. Characters: Dark, Anti. Pairings: Danti Warnings: None.

Apologies Highschool AU where Dark is Mark’s big brother and takes revenge on bullies after his little bro. Characters: Dark, Mark, Unnamed bullies. Warnings: Bullying, violence.

Happy Antiversary Angus gives Anti something for his “anniversary” as Anti mopes. Characters: Anti, Angus, other JSE Egos mentioned. Pairings: Angsti. Warnings: None.

The Mayor and the Colonel Damien faces some feelings about the Colonel, and his feelings in response. Characters: William, Damien, Mark. Pairings: Dilliam Warnings: None.

Sleeping Arrangements Dark and Wilford share a bed, but their arrangement is not always great. Characters: Dark, Wilford Pairings: Platonic Darkstache Warnings: None.

I Can’t Stand to See You "I can’t stand to see you. Get up and leave. And clean this mess up before you do.” Characters: Dark, Wilford Pairings: Darkstache Warnings: Angst.

In Sickness DarkMark Softs featuring Sick Dark

Take Care of Your Human DarkMark Softs featuring sick Mark

Sanders Sides

Adventures in Babysitting (WIP) Roman, Logan and Patton Sanders are enjoying their quiet life as brothers in Florida with their dad Hugh and their Uncle Thomas. When Thomas gets surprising news from England, their family grows as one more member joins them - Thomas’ son, Virgil Prince, recently released from a Secure Children’s Home into Thomas’ care after not seeing his father for over 12 years. The three brothers are excited, and as Virgil learns where to fit in with his new family, there are a lot of adventures to be had. Characters: Virgil, Roman, Logan, Patton, Thomas, Remy Sanders (and a few other OCs for good measure) Pairing: Platonic LAMP/Polyampsanders, Platonic Thomas & the Sides Warnings: Mentioned violent crime (may change as more chapters get added)

Snake Bite Part 1, Part 2, Part 3. Summary: Virgil should be more concerned by the random snake in his room, and the fact that it bit him. He should. But his family are good at calming him down, and there’s one Side in particular that doesn’t want to feed his concern. Characters: Virgil, Roman, Patton, Logan, Thomas and Deceit. Pairings: Platonic LAMP, Platonic LAMP & Thomas. Warning: Implied Character Death, Fear of Death, Lowkey Panic, Character Injury.

The Mystery of the Missing Shirts Logan, Roman and Patton’s pyjama shirts start to go missing, and they work together to try to come to the bottom of it. Pairing: Platonic LAMP/Polyamsanders (could also be read as romantic) Warnings: None, just lots of fluff.

Halloween Pranks Unlike Thomas, Virgil is actually pretty good at makeup, as Patton accidently finds out. And when he does, it gives him the perfect idea with Halloween just around the corner Pairing: Platonic Moxiety really Warnings: None.

The Most Dynamic Duo A little short based off the discussion between Patton and Thomas at the nd of the most recent Sanders Side video.Cute little platonic Moxiety C:

Sleeping Patterns When Thomas is relaxed, Virgil finds it easy to nap and catch up on lost out sleep. His sleeping pattern is all over the place and Patton does not approve when he finds out. Determined to change it, he finds it a lot more difficult than he intended, not only because the premise of napping with Virgil - and knowing he was trusted to see the anxious side in such a vulnerable state - is hard to refuse, but Patton likes naps. And he ends up napping with Virgil more than he intended to.

In This Together Following the newest Sanders Sides episode I wanted to write some soft platonic!Moxiety. It helped me get back into the writing game

Crossovers

Pistrix (Human Sides AU) (Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, End) A lone mansion sat on the cliff overlooking the sea. Locals told stories of the sea monster that called the mansion it’s home, and affected all around it, including the abandoned beach. It could be summoned, they said, by a single person sitting on the beach at night, as someone said a prayer to the cracked mirror in the hallway of the mansion. When Roman hears of these rumours, he wants to explore the house, and summon the monster from the depths. Unluckily for Virgil, he’s the one chosen to sit on the beach and wait for the monster to appear. And when it seems to take a liking to him, Virgil learns that the sea is a treacherous place. Characters: Virgil, Dark, Roman, Logan, Patton, Deceit. Pairing: Platonic LAMP/Polyampsanders, Dark/Virgil

The Sleeping Series: Help Me Sleep (1), Let Me Sleep (2), Comfort in Sleep (3), Questions Without Answers (4), Deceptions (5), The Dangers of a Good Nights Sleep (6), We Will All Have Restful Sleep (7). Characters: Virgil, Dark, Antisepticeye, Patton, Roman, Logan, Deceit.

Buzzfeed Unsolved

From a God, With Love “Only a Soulmate can see your scars” - Shane Madej learnt there was something special about scars as a child, but he didn’t believe in soulmates over love. Ryan Bergara wears all his scars with pride and believes that one day he will find his perfect match. When they see each other’s scars for the first time, things are revealed to be a lot more complicated than it seems, and Shane’s scars have a deeper meaning than just revealing his soulmate. As a child Shane had spoken to the darkness, and the darkness had spoken back. Characters: Shane Madej, Ryan Bergara, Amadeus. Pairing: Shyan. Warnings: Attempted demonic possession, nightmares, gore, implied character death. (shit got real xD)

A Family Affair (WIP) Warnings: implied child abuse, referenced child abuse, referenced character death. AN: I’ve wanted to post a bit from mine and @authorsathenaeum AU where demon!Shane becomes the adoptive father of Ryan and Jake after killing their parents, and raises them, with magic and twists galore. So, here it is! A bit of my WIP. No disrespect to Ryan and Jake’s actual parents btw, it’s just a story.

Shyan/Tinsworth (Romantic or Platonic) AU Idea Time Travelling CC Tinsley!Shane and Reborn Ricky Goldsworth.

Star Wars (Sequel Sequels aka the Force Awakens onward)

A Father’s Legacy When Kylo Ren met Major Armitage Hux for the first time he did not expect to find him looking after an eleven-month-old, copper haired baby. Left as the primary carer of his baby brother by his father in his will when Brendol passed, Hux’s life is thrown into chaos. Sent to confirm Hux is still able to act as General - a role that had all but been his before the appearance of the child - Kylo soon confirms he is, which Snoke never doubted, but this in itself comes with a new problem - Kylo Ren and General Hux, waging war while looking after a child. Kylo has never felt so unprepared in his life. Hux seconds that. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Clan Techie, Captain Phasma, Snoke, Brendol Hux Pairings: Kylux, Hux and Techie Warnings: NSFW, Choking, Force Choking, Inappropriate Use of the Force.

Oculorum In a routine mission after the destruction of Starkiller Base, General Hux is shot out of the sky. While suspended in death he meets a ghost claiming to be Anakin Skywalker that reveals a plan to resurrect Hux and use him to rescue Kylo from Snoke’s influence. When Hux wakes again he’s alive, but true to his word, he’s being haunted by the ghost of Anakin Skywalker, who wants nothing more than to help Kylo. But as both have learnt throughout life, things don’t always go according to plan. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Anakin Skywalker, Snoke Pairings: Kylux, Armitage Hux & Anakin Skywalker, Kylo & Anakin Skywalker Warnings: Posession.

Messages to the Universes Series Regretful Message Hiding from the Resistance should be easy when they already believe they’ve killed you. But when you’re General Armitage Hux and you can’t seem to recall becoming Emperor to the entire Galaxy, it becomes a little more difficult. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, “Brendol” Hux, Clan Techie, Matt the Radar Technician, Knights of Ren, Stormtroopers. Pairings: Kylux, Techie/Matt Warnings: Temporary Amnesia, Hand jobs, Smut, Mental Instability, Character Death. Musical Surprise Kylo surprises Hux with a serenade of his favourite song. Characters: Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux Pairings: Kylux Warnings: None

Here We Go Kylo Ren doesn’t know to deal with the feelings brought on by Han Solo’s death. Snoke decides to send him to General Hux to find out how to deal with family murder. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Brendol Hux, Han Solo (mentioned), Snoke (mentioned). Pairings: Kylux Warnings: Patricide.

Sharpshooter When Snoke sends Hux on a secret mission Kylo learns something new about the General he assumed had no military training except for the studies he did in books. It draws them closer together and Kylo thinks they’d make an unstoppable team. But fate has other plans for them. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Captain Phasma, Snoke, Stormtrooper Characters. Pairings: Kylux Warning: Loss of Limbs, Implied/Referenced Drug Use

Broken Chains Hux has been harbouring a secret. When it’s revealed Kylo has a lot of decisions to make. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Snoke, Sheev Palpatine (mentioned), Darth Vader (mentioned) Pairings: Kylux Warnings: Implied/Referenced Character Death, Manipulation.

Thalassophilia Red hair was uncommon on Alderaan but it wasn’t unheard of. It was a different story on the exotic island of Naboo. Han said that people born with red hair on Naboo were called “children of the se” because they were usually born close to the ocean, and had rich, sea coloured eyes. Ben Solo falls in love with the sea. Or rather, he falls in love with red-headed Armitage, who comes from the sea. Characters: Armitage Hux, Ben Solo, Leia Organa (minor), Han Solo (minor), Anakin Skywalker (minor), Padme Amidala (minor) Pairings: Kylux Warnings: None

Sick Hux returns from a mission on Arkanis, and Kylo knows immediately something is wrong with him. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Stormtrooper Characters, Brendol Hux Pairings: Kylux Warnings: None

Loss Hux and Kylo are ordered by Snoke to go on a mission together. Things don’t go as planned with disastrous consequences. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Pairings: Kylux Warnings: Ambigious Ending, Implied Character Death

Happiness Kylo accidently admits he loves Hux. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Snoke (mentioned) Pairings: Kylux Warnings: None.

After the Storm All Hux wants is to be free and with Kylo again. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Leia Organa Pairings: Kylux Warnings: Character Death

A Refresher Session Kylo breaks the door to Hux’s Refresher, trapping them inside so they decide to play a game. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Pairings: Kylux Warnings: None

Snowfall In the battle between Armitage Hux and ice, Kylo Ren wins. Characters: Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux Pairings: Kylux Warnings: None.

Supernatural Messages Armitage is a sceptic, he does not believe in ghosts. But when he goes on a ghost tour with his high school class, his boyfriend Ben is convinced this can change. Armitage doesn’t believe, but the ghosts have other plans. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Clan Techie, Captain Phasma, Matt the Radar Technician, Dopheld Mitaka, Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Pairings: Kylux Warnings: None

Family Secrets Hux receives an invitation from his father to bring Kylo to Arkanis to “celebrate” their engagement. Things go as well as Hux assumed they would. Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Brendol Hux Pairings: Kylux Warnings: Homophobia, Referenced Homophobia, Referenced Child Abuse, Parental Abuse, Physical Abuse.

Tolkien Verse (Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit etc.)

His Father’s Son Post BOFA Everyone Lives AU. After surviving and recovering from his wounds at the Battle of Five Armies Thorin is crowned rightful King under the Mountain with Fili and Kili at his side. Dis arrives from Ered Luin and the family are finally reunited in their true home again. However, a family secret kept hidden for over 80 years is soon revealed and the lives of the heirs of Durin are changed forever. Complete. Characters: Fili, Kili, Thorin Oakenshield, Dis, Bofur, Bilbo Baggins, Balin, Dwalin, Legolas, Thranduil. Pairings: Fili/Kili, Dis/Thorin Oakenshield, Bilbo/Bofur. Warnings: Incest (this is an exploratory fic over the custom of “ones” in this Universe, dysfunctional families.

To Heal a Sickness Fili is sick and nothing seems to be curing him. At only 50 no one is convinced he will survive. Kili makes the decision to leave Ered Luin, despite Fili’s condition, to find a cure for him in the wide world of Middle Earth. He is determined to do this because if there is one thing he cannot afford to lose from his life, it’s his best friend and brother. Complete. Characters: Fili, Kili, Thorin Oakenshield, Dis, Dwalin, Balin, Bofur, Oin, Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, Glorfindel, Erestor. Warnings: Sick fic, character injury.

Dances With Elves Glorfindel is extremely excited about the arrival of the dwarves and yet also seems to be excited about the prospect of dancing with Erestor a midnight gathering he has organised for some reason. Kili is bored because Thorin is gone and he wants to explore so Fili makes up a reason for him to. They stumble over the little midnight dancing session of the elves and decide to join in, but only if it could be done dwarven style. Cue some fun between the heirs of Durin and Glorfindel. Complete. Characters: The entire Hobbit cast (dwarves, Bilbo etc) Warnings: None.

Battles Fought Before AU where Legolas fought the Battle of Five Armies alongside Thranduil and did not go off to Gundabad. Legolas reflects on the death and destruction during the Battle of Five Armies on the eve of the Battle of Helms Deep and wonders how he had ended up in the same position again. Complete. Characters: Legolas, Thranduil, Bard the Bowman, Aragorn. Warnings: Discussion of war.

Bonding Aragorn worries about the lives of the people of Rohan but Legolas can see that his worry goes down deeper than that and he challenges him about it. The two friends discuss Aragorn’s choices and what they might mean. Eowyn’s stew features. Complete. Characters: Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Eowyn. Warnings: None.

Elrond’s Suspicions Elrond suddenly realises that since the elves of Greenwood (Mirkwood) have such strong magic that when he has had dealings with Thranduil in the past, after Legolas had passed his majority, it could have actually been his young son in disguise of an illusion. Thranduil and Legolas are approaching Rivendell so Elrond decides to investigate and see if he can find out if his suspicions are true. Complete. Characters: Elrond, Thranduil, Legolas, Lindir, Felefin. Warnings: None.

Dragon Age (I and II)

Advice from a Ghost Fergus and Gilmore don’t exactly see eye to eye over marriage, but they don’t have to worry because they both have someone looking out for them that gives the best advice. AKA Fergus and Gilmore hallucinate about their dead brother/friend after an argument. Complete Characters: Fergus Cousland, Ser Gilmore, Aedan Cousland (Warden OC). Pairing: Fergus/Gilmore Warning: None.

To Be By Your Side I Would Willing Storm the Gates of the Black City a collection for zevwarden week on tumblr /o/ 1: Zevwarden meeting 2: Zevwarden pirate AU 3: Zevrwarden first time eue 4: Zevwarden and the Crows 5: Zevwarden earring 6: Zevwarden sparring 7: Zevwarden after the Blight

A Teryn and His Knight Fergus Cousland has a problem. And that problem has a name - Ser Gilmore. There’s only one resolution. Characters: Fergus Cousland, Ser Gilmore. Pairing: Fergus/Gilmore Warning: None.

Milk Adventures Fenris wants milk. Hawke has no idea where to buy it. Shenanigans ensue. Characters: Dragon Age 2 Cast. Male Hawke. Pairings: FenHawke. Warning: None.

Ferelden Flowers Carver wants to give flowers. He has no idea what he’s doing really. Characters: Carver Hawke, Merrill, Male Hawke.

Fire Emblem Kakusei/Fire Emblem Awakening Verse

The Thief and the Priest Libra is a priest of Naga and keeps to himself as well as he can. He looks after everyone that he can, but he doesn’t get too close to people. That doesn’t stop people trying to get close to him. He looks feminine and people assume he’s a woman and try to come onto him. This starts to change when he meets Gaius. Gaius is a thief from all over the place and he just happens to be in the right place at the right time to save Libra from his not so welcome admirers. That is the start of a strange relationship between them, something neither of them really regret. Complete. Characters: Priest Libra, Thief Gaius, Chrom, Frederick, the Shepherds. Pairings: Gaius/Libra Warnings: Character Injury.

Materialistic Possessions Four times Virion presented Libra with elaborate presents. Four times Libra couldn’t refuse. Complete. Characters: Libra, Virion Pairings: Libra/Virion Warnings: None.

CSI: Miami Verse

Fallen From Heaven AU where Ryan Wolfe is not all he seems. Eric Delko finds many strange things start happening involving Ryan after he meets the strange man Ryan calls dad and he becomes determined to find out exactly what the reason behind all this is. Ryan however tries his best to keep Eric in the dark but when their emotions get mixed up in Eric’s search it makes it a lot more complicated. Horatio seems to know more than he’s letting on. Complete. Characters: Ryan Wolfe, Eric Delko, Horatio Caine, Calleigh Duquense, Alexx Woods, Natalia Boa Vista, Frank Tripp. Pairings: Ryan/Eric, Horatio/Marisol Warnings: Characters Injury, implied character death.

Parental Advisory Alternate Universe. When Horatio and the team are called out to a homicide they find Ryan Wolfe, an eighteen year old boy who has been locked up for his entire life by his paranoid - and now dead - parents. As Horatio unravels the story surrounding Ryan and the death of his parents he faces a revelation unique and disturbing. Complete. Characters: Ryan Wolfe, Eric Delko, Horatio Caine, Tim Speedle, Calleigh Duquense, Alexx Woods. Pairings: Ryan/Eric, Horatio/Tim. Warnings: Child abuse, kidnapping, family drama.

[K] Project Verse

[K] Project Murder Series An Act of Patricide Yata is depressed after Homra disbands and Mikoto dies, and he spends a lot of time dwelling on Fushimi. When he comes across someone toxic from Fushimi's past his emotions get the better of him and he ends up going too far. Characters: Fushimi Saruhiko, Yata Misake, Fushimi Niki, Munakata Reisi, Awashima Seri. Pairings: Saruhiko/Yata Warnings: Implied/referenced child abuse, character death, extreme rage, extreme violence.

Dealing with Regicide Munakata Reisi killed Suoh Mikoto, it was a well known fact. It was well known as fact. But no one knew the consequences of committing regicide, least of all the Blue King. And he's about to learn the true burden of killing another King. Or Munakata Reisi is sure Suoh Mikoto is living on inside his head and he doesn't quite know what to do. Characters: Munakata Reisi, Suoh Mikoto, Awashima Seri, Kusanagi Izumo, Fushimi Saruhiko, Yata Misaki, Sceptre Four. Pairings: Reisi/Mikoto, Seri/Izumo, Sarumi/Yata. Warnings: Character injury, character death, insanity, fire.

Admitting the Truth Misaki goes and sees Sarumi to admit what he had been arrested for just before the fiasco involving Mikoto and Munakata. It leads to some unforeseen events. Characters: Fushimi Saruhiko, Yata Misaki, Fushimi Niki, Munakata Reisi, Domjoyi Andy. Pairings: Saruhiko/Misaki. Warnings: None.

Yu-Gi-Oh Verse

I Shall Recount to You (Re-Write) (WIP) It’s been twelve years since the fateful duel that sent Atem to the afterlife and led Yuugi to a life alone. Life carried on as normal, until a dream leads Malik to the discovery that Atem wants to return to the modern world. Cracking the mystery and bringing the Pharaoh back, Malik, Yuugi and friends, end up with a bit of a mess on their hands caused by the ancient ritual that was used. Features a lot of ships. Characters: Malik Ishtar, Yami Malik, Yami Yugi, Pharaoh Atem, Mutou Yuugi, Bakura Ryou, Jounouchi Katsuya (Joey Wheeler), Kujaku Mai (Mai Valentine), Honda Hiroto (Tristan Taylor), Otogi Ryuuji (Duke Devlin), Amelda (Alistair), Kaiba Seto, Kaiba Mokuba, Thief King Bakura, Mazaki Anzu (Tea Gardner). Pairings: Atem/Yuugi, Malik/Ryou, Katsuya/Mai (Mai/Joey), Kaiba/Amelda (Seto/Alistair), Anzu/OC (Tea/OC), Thief King Bakura/Yami Malik. Warnings: N/A.

Dramatical Murder (Dmmd) Verse

Interesting Experiment (A look at what Aoba’s Dmmd Virus/Trip bad end and Re:Connect Virus/Trip route would have been like had it been Mizuki and not Aoba.) Virus and Trip have never heard of anyone recovering from having their mind completely broken by Scrap before, especially someone who was controlled by Morphine. And yet right before their eyes it was happening and they knew in that moment they would get more excitement from Mizuki than they could from Aoba. Complete. Characters: Mizuki, Trip, Virus, Seragaki Aoba, Koujaku, Noiz, Seragaki Tae. Pairings: Mizuki/Trip/Virus. Warnings: Non-Graphic Rape/Non-Con, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Character Death.

Things You Said When You Were Scared kaieru asked:things you said when you were scared + noiao? ^q^

Tales of Vesperia Verse

Whirring Heart Yuri notices that something is bothering Raven the night before Brave Vesperia are due to go to the Tower of Tarqaron. Concerned with the timing Yuri goes to talk to Raven and finds out the old man is not as confident as it seems. Yuri offers some comfort almost without realising it. Complete. Characters: Yuri Lowell, Raven, Flynn Scifo (mentioned) Pairings: Yuri/Flynn. Warnings: None.

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