#I have no idea where I'm taking this AU
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What about a silly 3 men and a baby type fic except it's just Clexa somehow getting an infant forced on them out of the blue and then falling in love while figuring out how to care for the kid. Or maybe you could do one where one gets a letter not meant for her and it's from the other. The rest is up to you😂
I will be affectionately referring to this AU as 2Girls1Baby until I think of, or am recommended a new title.
This is a work in progress, but I wanted to give you a little snippet, Anon, because this AU is living in my head rent-free now.
A little back story. Raven and Anya have an 18 month old baby, and they have to go out of town. Their last resort for childcare is leaving their daughter, Tris, with Clarke and Lexa.
Clarke and Lexa have been roommates for a while now, really only knowing each other through Anya and Raven. Anya is Lexa's sister; Raven is Clarke's best friend. They live together, but don't really associate aside from that.
“So what now?” Clarke looks at Lexa, perplexed.
“Well, I guess we'll just keep her alive until Monday. That won’t be too hard… Right?” Lexa searches for comfort in Clarke’s gaze, receiving nothing of the sort.
“Anya is your sister! This is your problem.” Clarke gestures toward the 18 month old in the car seat currently chilling on their living room floor, kicking her feet at a dangling raccoon that is attached to the handle of her carrier.
“Raven is your best friend!” Lexa scolds in a hushed voice, not wanting to disturb the currently occupied toddler.
“Blood is thicker than water, right?” Clarke scoffs and walks away, to close herself up in her bedroom as per usual.
With a heavy sigh, Lexa cautiously approaches the toddler. “Hey, Tris.” She mumbles, “I’m your Aunt Lexa, we’re going to be great friends.” Suddenly, Tris realizes that neither of her mothers are within sight.
A wail that Lexa is surprised didn’t shatter their windows, falls from Tris’s mouth.
“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, no. Shh- Shh, it's okay sweetheart. You’re okay. Aunt Lexa’s got you. We’re going to have so much fun…” Lexa searches around the living room, desperate to find something to occupy this kid’s attention. Anya had warned her that they were trying to limit her time with electronics, so she wouldn’t become reliant on them. The TV was out of the question.
Lexa whips her phone out of her pocket, scrolls through Spotify, and comes across a Disney playlist. She turns it on, and connects the phone to the bluetooth speaker in the living room.
“HAKUNA MATATA WHAT A WONDERFUL PHRASE” comes out entirely too loud, and only makes Tris cry harder.
“Shit, shit, shi- shoot, shoot, crap, dang it.” Lexa silences her phone. “Okay, maybe a bit more preparation for that, eh? Okay, so, find the speaker… where is it? Oh, there it is!” She locates the bluetooth speaker next to the television. “Now to turn the volume down, huh? That was wayyyy too loud. Aunt Clarke must have been in the zone the last time she was painting.” Lexa continues to ramble to herself, not realizing until she pulls her phone back out that Tris has stopped her wailing.
“Oh. You’re a conversationalist, are you?” She asks with a cheeky grin towards the 18 month old. She puts on the Disney playlist, on a low volume for background noise.
“Did your Mamas tell you the shi- crap I’ve been going through at work?” She waits a beat, Tris looks at her with big, bloodshot eyes, from her crying fit.
“No? Okay, so let me just tell you. My boss,” she clears her throat and takes on a comedic Renaissance accent, “Executive Chef, Charles Pike, total idiot,” Lexa then resumes her regular speaking voice, “decided today that he was going to have a five course meal planned for the Water’s wedding tomorrow.” She scoffs.
Tris just babbles along while kicking her raccoon and eyeing Lexa suspiciously.
“Exactly, that’s what I said. And then Pike has the gall to walk over to me and ask me to get it done by the end of the day, like I don’t already have 42 things on my plate. Because this man has made weaponized incompetence into a fuc-freaking art form.”
“Truck truck truck?” Tris all but screams at Lexa.
“You’re totally right, I should’ve told him to walk in front of a truck.”
"Truck, truck, TRUUUCK” Tris starts to wail.
“Truck? Where is the truck?” Lexa starts to rummage through her diaper bag. “Oh god, WHERE IS THE TRUCK?!”
In her panic, Lexa doesn’t realize that Clarke had emerged from her bedroom, and is currently walking towards Tris with a small yellow Tonka truck in her hands.
“Is this what you want, baby girl?” Clarke coos.
Lexa’s head snaps to attention and finds Clarke currently knelt next to her niece, shaking the truck slowly in front of her face. Tris has stopped crying, and currently has her full attention on Clarke’s hands.
“Clarke?”
“Don’t mention it, I was just tired of hearing you talk about work.” Her roommate quips back, and then starts making vrooming truck noises to occupy the toddler.
“You don’t have to do this, Clarke. I am more than capable of-”
She’s cut off by Clarke, “Babysitting should be about more than just surviving, don’t we deserve better than that?”
Lexa gapes at her, unsure how to respond.
“I might be a hypocrite, Lexa. But you’re a liar. You have no idea what you’re doing taking care of a baby.” Clarke jests with a raised eyebrow.
“I didn’t lie to everyone, not you.” She mumbles quietly.
“Well, if you care about me, and Tris, you’ll go make a bottle for her. I think she’s hungry.” Clarke retorts, a bit softer than she had been previously.
#2Girls1Baby#anon#Tris declaring Pike should walk in front of a truck courtesy of our very own KP#I have no idea where I'm taking this AU#but here it is#I hope you like it#feel free to send asks about these two idiots taking care of a baby
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It's the final countdooown [intense synths]
Previous • Next
Local Trains AU Masterpost
#transformers#maccadam#transformers oc#tf oc#oc mazačka#oc grease#tf astrotrain#astrotrain#local trains au#oh the cliffhanger!#the next part is sketched out but it's the longest one so far#and this is where my pre-scheduled posts end#so I have no idea how long it'll take to finish because I'm too busy with other stuff at least till the end of September#so yeah :'D#fun times!
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Week 1 MerMay!!
Roughish sketch of Life is like the ocean, it goes up and down (by @tastytoastz) Jaiden and Foolish chilling on the beach before everything goes to shit
#qsmp#qsmp au#LCDoodles#Im trying to teach myself to draw faster#So I wasn't too worried about things looking perfect#And this was actually all done today!! (It normally takes me like 3 days to do a piece)#I've had the image in my head since the meeting in chapter 6 I think where Jaiden leaned on Foolish#That was the original setting of this but I didn't want to hide foolish's tail under the table#then the last chapter released (aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. toast I am crying ;-;)#and it gave me this setting!!#Just in some light grey scale so hint at tones but I didn't want to fuck with colors#I'm going to try to do a sketch like this each week and I already have some ideas#(I'm going to try to have them on Friday for the next weeks this one just snuck up on me)
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how does the raft not capsize.
#puppy rambles#yo-kai watch#yw3#i mean komasan's not there in canon 3 so it's slightly better but not by a lot#i feel like someone should at least be falling off how is the raft also big enough to hold them all-#whisper floats so he doesn't add weight or any space really but like#it still needs to both hold the weight of three teenagers and two yo-kai#AND have the room for them all to fit#the rafting challenge in bada-bing tower is probably worse cuz it has to fit two additional yo-kai#i think komasan not being that important in the mainline games is very lame. he's pretty important in the anime so it's kinda weird#he is at least somewhat important in 3 since he's there for the yopple tour and everything in bada-bing tower#whereas in 1 he has the auto-befriend yo-kai curse (only being important in their debut chapter)#and in 2 he literally only shows up during the jibakoma quest in psychic specters#(excluding being an npc during the beginning of the jibanyan's secret quest alongside a bunch of other yo-kai)#idk what's weirder the fact they made him so important in the anime despite that or the fact they never made him important in the games#i personally go with the nyanderful days continuity that he also moves in with katie cuz that makes sense to me#i've literally never written anything where nate's the one who gets the watch in 1 so idk what i'd do there-#(funny how i've never written anything that's in the same timeline as canon-)#i want to at least write something at somepoint where nate and katie both get watches cuz i like that idea#i mean i have a dumb au idea where nate and katie independently get watches at the start of 1 at around the same time#and take an extended period of time to realize#mostly just haven't actualized that cuz 1) i already have the rewrite and 2) i don't have enough ideas#basically just have the basic concept-#these tags got derailed quick. and also make me really wanna work on the rewrite more-#i have so many ideas but i'm just not motivated to write any of them#and also most of them are for 3 and i haven't finished rewriting 2 yet 😔#‚‚‚ anyways-
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It's a Quarter After One, I'm All Alone and I Need Someone
My gift to @staringamassivemistakeintheface for the MCYT Valentines Day Exchange :D (@mcyt-valentines)
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Characters: Ren & Skizz
Ships: renskizz (focus), poly dogwarts (background)
Summary:
(Newsies AU)
The night after the failed protest and subsequent beating the newsies took, Ren confronts Skizz on a fire escape and they talk about stuff.
Trigger warnings: mentioned/discussed period typical homophobia (in the context of Ren's family pressuring him into marrying a girl), brief mentions of police brutality (talking about a past event), smoking.
Ao3 link: It's a Quarter After One, I'm all Alone and I Need Someone - Stars_In_Our_Paws - 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series [Archive of Our Own]
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"Alright, Sparrow, can you move your leg?"
Ren and Racetrack were currently helping Sparrow figuring out how bad his leg had gotten hurt during the raid.
"King, I walked back to here, I think I can move my leg." Sparrow sassed, his tongue sticking out to distract himself from the pain.
"That doesn't mean you can currently move it." Ren pointed out, raising his eyebrow. "Move it now, or I'll tell Bumlets that you're making your leg worse."
"Threats aren't fair." Sparrow grumbled, but he complied. He was able to move his leg a bit, but it clearly was hurting him. "Fuck this." He hissed, leaning back into Racetrack's arms. "I'm not listening to you."
"Alright, I'm not helping you if you won't listen." Ren threw his hands up, knowing Sparrow would rather listen to Racetrack anyways.
Ren stood up, stretching by reaching his hands to the sky. The lodging house was bustling, but it was quieter then normal. The beating they'd taken had been a blow, and even worse was Crutchie being taken and Jack unable to be found.
He took a small walk towards the windows leading up to Jack's 'penthouse', which was what he called the top of the fire escape.
Ren noticed a figure on the lower fire escape, almost thinking for a second it was Racetrack due to the smoke trails, before realizing with a shock that it was Skizz. And then he felt a bit silly because he could hear Racetrack berating Sparrow for stressing his bad leg.
Skizz had never smoked before. Ren wanted to figure out what was up.
Ren climbed out the window, taking a breath of the air, tinted with smoke. Skizz had his back to Ren, staring out at the city below.
"Hey, come here much?"
Skizz turned his head towards Ren, before looking back out at the city's lights.
"King, you know the answer." Skizz answered, not smiling like he usually did. He took another drag of the cigar, probably stolen from Racetrack.
"Drop the title please, you know I'm Ren to you guys." Ren walked over to lean on the railing next to Skizz, looking at the smoke trails.
"Yeah, but you're the king of the five of us."
Ren pulled Skizz into a side hug, leaning his head onto his boyfriend's.
"I like being just Ren around you guys."
Skizz huffed a laugh, rolling his eyes. "You picked the nickname King, you dug your own grave."
Ren gently punched him in the side for that, before the two of them drifted into quiet.
It was nice, after the day they'd had. Skizz had new bruises on his face, and Ren had bloodstained bandages on his wrist. It was the price they paid.
"How's Etho?" Skizz broke the silence, looking worried for his partner. Ren just sighed.
"You know how they are. They pretend not to care, but they care deeply 'bout everybody in this lodging house. Crutchie getting taken's shattered their confidence."
"Should I go check on them?"
Ren shook his head, exhaling. "Hand and B are with them."
Skizz nodded, still looking worried. "I'm glad they're not alone. Is everybody else okay?"
Ren made a so-so motion with his hand. "We're all bruised up, Les's arm is bothering him and Sparrow's leg flared up again, but we got away pretty good considering it was the bulls."
"I suppose it's better then it could be."
"Yeah." Ren agreed.
Once again the two drifted off into a easy quiet, knowing neither of them had much to say. They just watched the city together, as Skizz periodically exhaled a bit of smoke.
Ren used the time to reflect on his choices in the day, trying to figure out if he could've stopped Crutchie from getting taken.
"You know," Skizz started suddenly, "It's kinda funny how many formerly middle class or wealthy people are here."
When Ren raised his eyebrow, Skizz continued to explain.
"Well there's you, Sparrow, Nipper, Racetrack, Etho, Martyn, and probably at least one other." Skizz counted off on his hand. Ren just chuckled in amusement, with the smallest amount of bitterness mixed in.
"Yeah, and of course I'm the only one who gets badgered to come back home."
"Got another letter this morning?" Skizz questioned, evidently remember how downcast and angry Ren had been as they walked out of the lodging house.
"Yep." Ren said, stressing the 'p'. "They said they had a 'nice perfect girl' picked out for me, and if I went home and married her, they'd forget about my 'transgressions'." He growled the last word out, making fists with his hands.
"Ah, that's what got you upset?" Skizz asked, leaning against the wall.
Ren nodded, leaning onto his left hand while his right hung over the balcony.
"That sucks. They really are just pushing you to get married to a girl, aren't they?" Skizz asked, knowing exactly where Ren came from and what was at stake.
"I get caught in the Bowery once, and they all take it as a hint I'm gay." Ren held his finger up, shaking it. He then sighed.
"You are, though." Skizz said with a knowing smile.
"Yeah, but I don't want them to know that." Ren said, hanging his head.
"People are stupid." Skizz commented staring off into space.
"Yeah." Ren laughed in agreement, smiling at Skizz. "I'm glad this place is at least open-minded enough to let us be together quietly."
"I mean, nobody talks about it, but there's the five of us, Racetrack and Sparrow have something going on, same with Blink and Mush. Crutchie has eyes for Jack, both Etho and Cosmo have been accepted as, quote, 'not a girl, not a boy, but space', and Racetrack's been pretty open about being born a girl, so..." Ren continued, listing off the many queer people in the lodging house.
"I don't know how this specific group of newsies is so gay." Skizz laughed, finally putting the cigar down.
"Yeah, but I guess if I have to die because of who I am, I'm glad I'll be dyin' with youes." Ren told him with a smile, showing off his pointed teeth.
"Don't say that!" Skizz cried playfully, pushing Ren to the side. "We're gonna live for years together!"
"I know, I know!" Ren laughed, just glad he had gotten Skizz's spirit up again.
The two of them fell into the same silence they always seemed to, just enjoying the night and each other. They linked their hands, watching the stars twinkle in the sky and tried to ignore how they should've been hearing the sound of two bodies above them.
Ren looked into Skizz's eyes, finding the exact same thing he was thinking.
'I'm so glad I met you'
Ren leaned into his side, feeling Skizz press a quick kiss onto his forehead.
This was nice.
#trafficblr#3rd life#indi's writing#renskizz#dogwarts#life series#mcyt-valentines#I know you said you wanted renskizz but I'm also poly dogwarts trash so you get both :D#also while the content of the writing isn't very funny the general idea of these 5 idiots being part of the newsies family takes me out#you know Etho and Racetrack partake in gambling often (thinks back to stat poker). Skizz & bigb probably do as well#also Nope I know this is the third(?) AU where dogwarts interacts with the newsies but honestly this is just how i roll lol#it's kinda funny how for the Halloween exchange i didn't start planning my gift until the posting day.#but this exchange i had finished on the 4th and have only proof read and shit after that
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Mememememe I want to see
please enjoy a selection from you're on a path in the desert, chapter 2: 'The Ancient', brought about by wondering what ganondorf's motivation is and being honest and brash enough he kind of likes you and is like 'sorry, kid' while murdering you to attempt a breakout in the first chapter. narrated by Zelda, starring Link and Ganondorf.
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You're on a path in the desert. Or... it's more of a beach, isn't it? You can hear the sea. Small crabs scuttle and hide among rocks smoothed by eons of lapping waves; the pristine sands glitter, here and there, with old coins and jewels set in tarnished metal. Pirate treasures, as if a ship was wrecked here long ago. A lonely blue sky arches high above, unmarred by a single cloud. A path of scattered white rocks, like sun-bleached bones, lead toward the edge of the water. At the end of this path, a man with evil eyes is imprisoned. A king. You, hero, must slay him; or it will be the end of the world.
Voice of the Curious: He didn't seem that bad!
- Yeah, he wasn't as bad as she hyped him up to be.
- Bad? He was very bad! I'm completely on board with the 'slaying' thing now.
- Hang on, how are we here? Didn't we die?
> I see what you mean, but he did very much kill us. That was a thing that happened.
Voice of the Curious: I guess, but he was so... sad. He just wanted to escape. He seemed like he'd been there for a really long time.
> He did.
Excuse me, who's this? And what are you saying about dying? Please don't tell me—
Voice of the Curious : We died and we came back to life!
- More or less.
- I died and it was terrifying and now I'm me and also this other part of me and they're both me and I don't know how that works or what's going on and I'm going to start crying probably
> This isn't the first time we've been here. Your 'man with the evil eyes' was the one that killed me, not the other way around.
He's not mine, and... It wouldn't be the same, the other way around. You need to slay him, not kill him.
- I get it. I'm a human, and he's a monster.
> Semantics.
Very important ones. Listen to me, hero. I hoped that this wouldn't happen, and I didn't want to scare you with the possibility. But please believe me—we're walking a fine line, now. All is not lost, but every failure widens his chance at escape.
Voice of the Curious: Really?
I do not like how you said that. This... voice, whatever it is, it seems very young. Don't let naivety influence you, hero. One failure means he's already found a chink in your armor—it is even more imperative you keep your guard up. Whatever he said, whatever he did, put it out of your mind. Focus on this. He is evil, and he will destroy everything if he escapes. You are the hero, the only one with the power to stop him. I—everything depends on you.
Voice of the Curious : That's a lot of pressure...
- I love pressure.
- I hate pressure.
> Are you really sure I can do this?
Yes. You’re the only one that can.
Voice of the Curious: Wow, she sounds... so serious. I don't know if I trust her, but I think she likes you.
Ha. That's... You matter a great deal to me. By definition, of course. You’re the hero, you matter to everyone. But we don't have time to sit here and talk about our feelings, whatever they might be. Your quest is the same, hero. It's time to go forward.
> (proceed to the prison)
N: At the edge of the water, the path of rocks continue—for a little while. Soon they're fewer and farther between, and in their place are footholds of debris, half-rotted hulls of wood, old chests rammed up on some invisible sandbank below the water. There have been many wrecks here, and as you pick your way forward, you see the largest of them up ahead. Splintered and broken, its massive hull impaled on the tall and jagged rocks that rise from the hidden seabed, like towers of some sunken castle. The rest of it is remarkably intact, but it looks ancient. Weathered, by years that have sapped color from cloth and wood and leached memory from material. Every detail blurred. The figurehead is faceless, nearly formless, like the... like the image of a loved one long forgotten.
> Are you all right?
Your path ends—or rather, takes a new form—at the side of the wreck. An old rope ladder leads up the barnacle-encrusted side. The old wood creaks as you ascend, but even that sound is... muted. This ship isn't just wrecked, it's becalmed. The muting of that sound makes you acutely aware of the absence of others. No birds cry in the sky; no fish splash in the water. The land behind you is already lost in a hazy fog. This is a lonely place.
Voice of the Curious: She's making it sound so depressing. It's sad, but it's also sort of cool, right? It's like an old pirate ship! It doesn't feel like a prison, it feels like... like a hideout!
Please be quiet. It's a prison. It might look... odd, but it's a prison.
Voice of the Curious : Do you think there's treasure?
...No.
Voice of the Curious: ...You want there to be treasure too, right?
I'm not interested. We have a very important job to do. To your left, across the weathered deck, a door leads to the fo'c'sle. It's not locked, but it's encrusted with barnacles, warped in its frame. Beside it, a sword is embedded in the wall, as if left there after a battle long ago. It gleams with its own light—
Voice of the Curious: It's not glowing, though. It's just a sword.
It's not—but... Ah. Yes. Well, it doesn't need to glow, does it? It's the hero's sword. It's made to kill evildoers and monsters. It's meant for your hand, and your hand alone. Take up the sword, hero. You'll need it if you want to save us all.
- But it's not glowing. Didn't you say it was important it glowed?
- What if I don't want to save everyone?
> take up the sword
- don't take up the sword
Sword in hand, you force open the door, rusted hinges screeching as you shove your whole body's weight against it. Before you is a sheer drop, lightless, only the first few feet visible in the foggy sunlight that filters past your shoulders. A rope ladder hangs over the ledge at your feet, vanishing into shadow. The air is musty, damp, and smells of moldering spice and rotting silk, wood permeated with gunsmoke and worried by the icy teeth of the ocean over the course of centuries. If this is the prison the king's been confined in, killing him will be a mercy.
His voice echoes up from the darkness, tired but commanding.
The King: I knew you'd return. Come here, boy. Let us speak face to face.
Voice of the Curious: He remembers us! And he sounds... older. I mean, he was already older than us. But he sounds much older now.
Of course he's old, he's been in prison for a long time. Don't dwell on it or wonder about it, the more time and thought you give him the more dangerous he is. Just get down there and accomplish your quest.
> proceed down the 'stairs'
After what feels like half an hour of nerve-wracking descent, feeling for foot and hand-holds in the darkness, light begins to bloom below you. When you come to the bottom, a few minutes later, you find yourself facing another door—this one richly carved wood, remarkably well-preserved considering the state of the ship. It's hard to make out much in the light filtering through the cracks around it, but you can see intricate, geometric patterns, and the snarling face of a boarlike beast carved huge in the very center.
Voice of the Curious: What—
You waste no time fooling around and asking questions, and open the door. Striding within, you find yourself confronted with a surprisingly lavish room, dimly lit by old oil-lamps. Rich rugs cover the floor; a huge bed stands in the back of the room, partly hidden by curtains, and a huge desk carved with intricate details dominates another side of the room. Tapestries, paintings and maps nearly cover the walls, save for a section that seems dedicated to a number of weapons—at a glance you see twin swords and a trident. Everything feels a little... oversized, as if you're a child venturing into the room of an adult. When you look closer, you can see signs of wear and age—cracking paint, books with pages puffed by soaking and drying out, scratches in the fine wood and dust on the tapestries—but the overall effect is still opulent, overwhelming. This feels right for a prison meant to confine a king; it would be suitable for an emperor, confined to his office by the new regime, allowed to keep a pretense of dignity.
But across the room from you, there's a strangely bare section of the wall, interrupted by only two things: A porthole filled more by spiderwebbing cracks than glass, showing only blank darkness, and the King, who stands tall and studies you thoughtfully with pale gold eyes.
The King: You approach me, yet again, with your blade in hand. Interesting.
He's a big man, broad and heavy, a physique that might impress as brutish or sedentary if not for the way he holds himself. Straight-backed, imperious, with a hint of a fighter's grace in the way his stance shifts as his eyes track the step you take forward. There's no gray in his hair, or deep wrinkles on his face, but something about him gives an impression of great age and greater weariness. His face is craggy, but his eyes are delicately lined with black; he wears a topaz on his brow, and fine robes that inspire ideas of entrenched and confident authority. As he seems to reach an internal resolution in his appraisal of you, his teeth bare in what is hard to determine as a mocking smile or a grimace of pain.
The King: I suppose that if you try to kill me this time, it will only be fair. But I'd rather we talk.
Voice of the Curious: Ooh, talk! Yes! I want to know what's going on! Just, um, maybe we should stay at a distance.
Remember what you're here for. Don't listen to him, or him. Please, hero. Kill him now.
- slay the king
- kill him?
- You killed me last time, I'd like an apology before we do anything else.
> All right. Let's talk.
#ganondorf#loz link#loz zelda#slay the princess#as in an au in the style of#wind waker#(essentially i mean obv this is the Wind Waker chapter and VoC is wind waker link tho i might tweak him)#and yes my idea is that the 2nd chapter ganondorfs are mainly based off his different game portrayals#(although i figure just 'ganon'/beast form at the very least might be a chapter 3)#i have so many vague ideas tho... like i'm debating whether i'd want to have a Damsel-esque based off the idea of 'nice' ganondorf#where he's totally defanged and like a happy jock#or lean into the dehumanization element of TotK as being equivalent to the Damsel.. sort of combining it and a more negative take#on the Adversary - not a cardboard cutout LI but a cardboard cutout villain#pretty and threatening with 0 cohesion or depth below the surface#probably netted by wholeheartedly believing Zelda's narration and leaning into your own 'hero' identity in your first encounter#...maybe if you make a bid for compassion/depth even in the face of that you get TP ganondorf?#the mocking warlord who's surrounded by hints of deeper history and context?#ok i'll stop now.#it's an old song and we're gonna sing it again#vic talks#LoZ
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Trans girl Kazuichi x trans boy Gundham
and then Gundham had to get Kazuichi to pull over (I mean they weren't driving that fast and it was the middle of nowhere but you get the idea).
the car is a Datsun 510.
#soudam#kazuichi x gundham#kazuichi soda#kazuichi souda#gundham tanaka#my art#kazuichi is still unlearning traditional gender roles and comp masculinity but she's working on it!#like. she could have just offered to take Gundham on a ride without this idea of ''that's what boyfriends do right?'' she figures it out th#she doesn't think of gundham as ''a girl'' btw she just defaulted herself to ''guy'' by accident.#also the ''I'm around a guy so I have to act masculine" kind of thing creeps up for her and gundham's learning not to feed into that#might make a comic where they have more communication issues but this one was a smoother situation#also I'll work on writing gundham dialogue bc I am always so embarrassed about it. I always feel like he's ooc when I write him :/#but I was tired and the prompt was cars so this was mostly kazuichi-based. I'll work on gundham next time#this is a different au from my selfship and sondham not a polyship btw#I can tell you right now gundham's earring and the lightning bolt on his face might disappear/reappear bc I keep forgetting them
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DOCTOBER '23 ⸺ 「 23 / 31 * NOSTALGIA 」
December 7, 1985
❝Can you believe it's been twenty-seven years already since we got married, George?❞ Lorraine says, smiling as George wraps his arms around her from behind. He leans in and whispers something in her ear that paints her face a bright shade of red and has her giggling like a schoolgirl. Lorraine swats at George's hand half-heartedly, but her eyes are twinkling with the knowledge passed between them in their silent conversation.
Marty quickly looks away from his parents to look at Dave, at Linda, at the faint coffee stain on the couch—anywhere but there. Linda rolls her eyes, shrugs at Marty, and leans in toward her little brother to whisper, ❝You and Jennifer better not be this bad when you get to be Mom and Dad's age.❞
❝How time flies,❞ George says wistfully, ❝but these have been the best years of my life. I married the woman of my dreams, I have my family... You know, I was actually looking through some of our old stuff and you'll never guess what I found tossed in with the photo albums—our old yearbooks!❞
❝Our yearbooks? Oh, I haven't thought about those things in years.❞ Lorraine sighs, leaning back into George. ❝Speaking of high school, George, you remember Calvin?❞
Marty snaps straight to attention as Lorraine makes a noise he can't quite place. At his sides, Linda and Dave both groan in preparation for a story they've heard so many times they could recite it verbatim.
A lump the size of a baseball forms in Marty's throat and he feels the tension mounting in his shoulders as he pulls them tighter, willing to the powers-that-be that his parents change the topic or the power goes out. The lights don't even flicker and his silent pleas once again go unanswered.
He grabs his soda from the table.
❝Calvin. Now there's a name I haven't heard in a while. I wonder what happened to him. He disappeared after the dance; didn't his uncle say he went back to New York?❞
They talked to Doc? Marty chokes on his drink and Linda whips her head around, her face scrunched up in a mix of concern and annoyance. ❝You forget how to drink?❞ He waves a hand at the four pairs of eyes now trained on him to say I'm fine, ignore me. Dave pats him gently on the knee.
❝He must have been one of the strangest people I ever met,❞ George continues, humming softly. ❝Always saying weird things, didn't quite fit in—❞
❝But he was so handsome,❞ Lorraine muses, and Marty feels his stomach flip. This is all still too fresh in his mind for them to be talking about this and he fights the urge to cover his mouth when he starts feeling nauseous for fear that they'll somehow put two-and-two together.
Dave's brows furrows as he asks if Marty's feeling alright and he diverts the question with a hurried nod.
❝Mm, he was an attractive guy, wasn't he?❞ Marty's eyes widen as the realisation sets in.
❝I'll never forget his advice to me: you can accomplish anything if you put your mind to it. It's what I've been teaching you kids since you were little. It's all because of him I had the courage to stand up to Biff that night.❞
Lorraine smiles. ❝You were amazing, George. It was the most heroic thing anyone had ever done for me.❞
Linda groans. ❝We know, Mom, we know. And then Calvin Klein played at the Enchantment Under the Sea dance where you kissed for the first time and fell madly in love, Dad became super popular at school and became class president, and you lived happily ever after.❞
❝Why don't I go grab one of them? I think there's even a picture or two of Calvin in there. Have we ever shown you those photos, kids?❞
Marty shoots up off the couch like a rocket as his heart slams into his ribcage. ❝Shit, uh, I just remembered I was supposed to help Doc with something; I gotta go!❞
#doctober 2023#i had a VERY interesting idea for this nostalgia prompt that leans heavily into au territory that i might start writing up for fun#another day but#have a little george/lorraine fondly remembering their son thirty years ago while he's right there#&; a great idea can change the world 「 hc 」#wow isn't it so crazy that their son is best friends with calvin klein's uncle - doctor brown??#wild how that works.#my first one where doc is only mentioned and it was weird to write considering that doc is my primary focus but#it was amusing nevertheless.#that au prompt though i'm SUPER excited to eventually flesh out hnnnnnnn#i want to expand on this someday and maybe write something also from that deleted scene where george looks at the image of calvin#and starts to suspect *something* is up#because that was an interesting take
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AU where in TUE Dan not only killed human-Danny, but killed Vlad too when ripping his ghost half out, so when Danny gets stuck in the future, Vlad can't help him get the Time Medallion out. AU where Danny is permanently stuck in the future & no one knows (besides Jazz, who unfortunately was never brought into the know so doesn't know what exactly she's seeing so only knows Danny is being weirder than normal) because Dan is still pretending to be him in the past. AU where the timeline is so fucked up by all the paradoxes & shit that Clockwork can no longer touch it with a ten-foot-transdimensional-pole.
#Danny Phantom#phantomsweep#I just realized TUE takes place in the distant year of 2014#though based on that timeline the world ending in 2012 probably actually happened in DP#this is the most random thing but I suddenly needed to listen to Bezos 1 & then Future accidentally came on & boom. AU idea#i've been in the phandom for like 10 years so i'm PRETTY sure this exact AU hasn't been done but it PROBABLY has been at some point#i've seen stuff in the same vein. like that oneshot where it's Sam living in the Danny-caused-apocalypse#almost referred to that as the Dannypocalypse automatically asdfghjklasdfghjkl#anyway i'm not going to write this because i need to work on FOtPoD so if anyone wants to feel free to knock yourself out#i just realized how weird that phrase is. get comically large cartoon hammered idiot. then do the thing#can you tell why i haven't finished FOtPoD yet?#i need amphetamines#oh wait should I name this AU? if it doesn't have a name already uuuhh I'll call it. um. fuck it#timefuck au#if anyone has literally anything better feel free to call it by your thing. i need to go write
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There are a couple tropes I really love in the space of Miraculous Ladybug fan works, but quite possibly my favorite is when the miraculous holders just get creature from using their powers.
Like yeah, I would say that hosting the power of an abstract concept given sentience, that got shoved into the shape of an animal and bound to a piece of jewelry, would kinda mess with your body a bit.
The little bit of this we get in canon is basically that Adrien loves being a cat and the whole Tikki munches incident.
But I love it when people give them ears and wings and tails, give them eyes that aren't quite human anymore. Fuck with their gender and their sense of body. Sometimes it's body horror, sometimes it's just aesthetic. Love it either way.
I just think it's so fun, a lot of the time it's combined with the like "when a holder and the kawami really respect and bond with each other there's nothing that can be done except having magic bleed into the holder" I think that's fun, but also just making the animal of the kwami a bigger deal is fun. Like if you're going to make it a ladybug you might as well give her wings and antenna and mirrored eyes.
#yes I do like ml#there's just so many characters I like to mess with in my head#also sue me I'm trans and have a certain respect for body horror. for the forced change of your physical self especially when you chose it#anyway I alwasys ramble in the tags#I set up this side blog to hide random writing thoughts I had and oh boy do I have a lot and none of them are on here#and recenetly (and by recently I mean like the past year) I've been hit with so many ml thoughts)#they're all gay#and some of them are cohesive#actually a lot of them revolve around chloe and au's where she gets a meaningful improvement arc#give that gay girl intresting stuff#miraculous ladybug#ml#although one of my ideas is also my very fun very gender take of ml where to conceal their identities ladybug and chat start pretending#to be different people under the masks like they don't need to like explicitly say. they just#switch costumes a lot and they like slyly hint at maybe theres dozens of people who pass around the miraculous to make sure that their#Identities are always safe#and to support the act they also start changing the genders they present as as holders. everyone is like “it's clearly multiple people”#and during this process marinette and Adrien are both like slowly having personal gender revelations#and gabe is like tearing his hair out over having to fight this secret group of superheros that he can never find or catch#but he's still just getting his ass kicked by two kids who're doing the world's most successful costumes change bits#it's like those “fake dating” tropes where they're like “oh but we really do love each other” but with gender#“oh I've got a great idea lets pretend to be different genders sometimes”#cut to “hmh ok so I think I'm not pretending anymore”#oh I do always ramble in the tags
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Seriously, we’re all sleeping on the concept of a soul nemesis au
Like in a soulmate au, fate tells you that you’re going to fall in love with someone, and you do it. But it is so much juicier if fate tells you that you’re going to fight and hate and possibly kill someone and instead you say 'fuck you to that'
The drama of enemies to lovers!! The futility of struggling against destiny and cursing the gods of a cruel universe! The beauty of finding love in the most unexpected places, of taking a horrible situation and making it your own! The tragedy of when another person is going to destroy you whether they want to or not but it would destroy you just as thoroughly to destroy them first, and so all you can do is find the gentlest way to shatter your own heart!!
Literally what more could you want
#i'm 60k words into a soul nemesis au and this is the best au idea i have written#please other people take this idea and run with it#it's so much fun#soul nemeses#fanfic tropes#my post#and this isn't even going to playing a soul nemesis au straight where they start and end as enemies#or tragic detours of enemies to friends/lovers to enemies#there are so many possibilities here#soul nemesis au
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trying to figure out Lomion's relationships for the reverse gondolin au - so far I have Rog as his mentor instead of Eol and Celegorm as his "uncle". he's not particularly close with Idril, but Turgon helps him with the politics/statecraft stuff. anyways I can't figure out a marriage candidate for him for heir-identification purposes so
#silm#silmarillion#reverse gondolin au#not art#lomion#i dont really have any ship/sexuality headcanons for lomion#so idk who to stick him with#but he is the high king after all and does need somewhere for the crown to go in the case of his likely demise#maedhros can get away with zero children because he has plenty of brothers & cousins#but sadly lomion is an only child (or at least the only surviving child...?)#and by his reign most of his family has been wiped out#idril still sails in the au so she cant inherit#i think celebrimbor is the only close friend/family he has living after the destruction of gondolin??#celebrimbor def would not *want* to be king but i could see him taking the crown in an emergency#so that sauron/morgoth/whoever would focus on him and give his family/people time to escape#the lomion/tyelpe idea actually happened bc i was thinking about if he should be obsessed with the opposite cousin the au#since idril is like 300some years younger than him and they didn't meet until much later#and anyways they're even more cousins-removed than russingon so it should be fine right? lol#the other main marriage option im considering is giving one of the other Lords a kid#maybe egalmoth can have a random daughter somewhere in there?#i don't want to make it too much of a 'random person + random heir kid' situation#so maybe he can just adopt a kid? but then if he dies early the kid is too young#(bc he doesnt have a kid when idril arrives)#also gil galad is younger here to make the timelines work#anyways and if he dies early and his kid is too young but he's also not married and has no siblings then idk who would be regent#bc by the end of the FA i'm aiming to have turgon & aredhel dead; elwing & earendil dead/departed; tuor dead; and idril sailed#and then that leaves like nobody alive family wise#aaagh help me i have no idea who inherits after him#like. does celebrimbor have to be king for a few hundred years? he probably would sooner dissolve the formal kingship than deal with that#or do i throw it back at gil galad? how does gil even get to gondolin?? where does he come from
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(I would love to hear your explanations in the tags, as always, share to get a larger data pool!)
#For some background:#I'm at the point in outlining a fic#and now I need to draw a map of where they go and do the math for how long the trip would take. This lets me plan out weather/storms/ports/#but it does to me. I love learning about this stuff and dumping it on my readers. So I take the extra time to do it. If I don't the plot ho#with some caveats since I grew up reading this stuff.#But when I read other OFMD work in the fandom?#I love Stede reading trashy romance novels#Edward quoting emo 90s shit#and modern slang. I love jumping from historical figure to historical figure. Without worrying that they were long dead/children/yet to be#and I love that this fandom has latched onto it!#I read time travel#modern AUs#and ideas outside of the genera/show's own world.#I do not think my way of writing is better. It takes longer#and eventually#you need to bend the rules a bit so everyone doesn't die. I have turned down writing a ton of fun ideas just because I 'couldn't make it wo#I wanted to see where many in the fandom draw a line!#As always#share around to get some variety#and escape my own OFMD corner!#ofmd#izzy hands#stede bonnet#edward teach#jim jimenez#steddyhands#stizzy#calicohands#calico jack rackham#blackhands
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i'm going to be honest, i have no idea for any events in the sekai swapped leaders au other than tsukasa being forced to actually go to school in person because a student hacked the online school website/program/whatever and now it's down until the situation is resolved.
since kanade is in wonderlands x showtime in this au, she would be going to school in person since she doesn't have the need to compose 24/7. tsukasa on the other hand....
oh well, at least he can finally meet amia (or well, mizuki) in person since kamiyama was the closest school to him. the event would focus around him and his struggles about adjusting to in person school again and what happens in there after being online for so long. also having to adjust to not composing 24/7 or eating cup noodles for every meal. he can cook but it takes his time from composing.
he does meet rui, nene, kanade, and emu personally though. i'm still deciding if kanade goes to miya with emu or kamiyama. maybe he can reconnect with an old friend while he's there...
at least the lie he tells saki about going to school isn't a lie now.
#ace rambles about aus#sekai swapped leaders au#sekai swap au#project sekai#tsukasa tenma#i swear i will post more about the other leaders i'm just biased towards wxs in general#anyways i still haven't decided if he should stay in school but it's partially online or full online school again#first idea means he attends some classes in the classroom and the rest are online#which would be funny on days he doesn't come in uniform bc online students wouldn't be required to wear them#anyways kanade and emu are immediately adopted because tsukasa will always collect siblings like pokemon cards#this event is filled with angst since tsukasa is not the extroverted star we know and love but he does find a support system in wxs#would this take place before the doll festival event where i plan to have tsukasa tell saki the truth? probably not!#this seems more like a later event#this event would feature dissociation sensory overload and tsukasa ignoring his chronic pain#that last part would be explained in another event that would be niigo focused instead of mixed unit#this was brought to you by me freaking out that the kalicocoa liked my ss!ichika post
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in that horrible limbo where I want to write, but I can't stay focused on any one story long enough to actually write
#i think this is partly bc i'm still pretty demotivated from the response to my last fic#and partly because i just have like a million ideas i want to do all at once#i tried to just go back to my nanny stiles affair au bc i'm already halfway through it but i'm just not vibing w it rn#i've plotted out an angsty af abo au which i'm really excited about - but it'll be like 80k which is kinda daunting#i also have a plan for an age gap au where 18yo stiles seduces 28yo family friend derek#and this morn i plotted out a pwp idea w possessive derek and virginity loss (my beloved)#and AND i just paid £3.50 to rent 'he's just not that into you' so that i could take notes for the au i want to do of one of the storylines#it is too! much! choice!#so of course my brain is just like hm. nah. none.
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Would there be an au in which Kane and eiya's roles are reversed with Kane being the jealous one and eiya is not?
honestly, i dont think so. on the surface it seems like a fun au, but a LOT would have to be changed in order for that to happen, to the point where im not sure if it can be done in a way that doesnt just boil down to "kane has eiya's personality now" or "eiya has kane's personality now." because the thing is that core aspects of their personalities and stories helped pave the way for what happened to happen. while kane IS impulsive and CAN get irritated and angry quickly he just. fundamentally wouldn't go as far as eiya did.
my main thing is that, assuming laxo would still meet kane in the first volume, it would be extremely fucked up of him to have fallen in love with laxo and discover what is/has happened to him, just to team up with his abuser years later just because hes super pissed off at his sister. that would be genuinely disgusting behavior that is so extremely far removed from kane as a character that it makes me a little sick. this is what i mean when i say a lot would have to be changed, because the thing about eiya is that she doesnt know about nex's connection to laxo when they first meet him, she doenst know about his and the council's ulterior motives and genuinely believes that he has their best interest at heart.
the only way this could kind of work is if kane never finds out about nex and laxo in the first volume. but even then, nex would never want to recruit kane and would refuse to assist in doing so.
basically the bottom line is it would require a lot of plot and character butchering that becomes a little too uncomfortable for me imo!
#i'm not mad btw and im not saying this to sound mean or snappy! like i said it sounds like a fun au. and by itself thats fine!!!#you dont have to look very deeply into it like i do!! it can just be a fun idea and theres nothing wrong with that!#its just that like. as the writer of this story and with how passionate about these characters i am-#-with every au i make (especially swap aus like this) i need to take into account how these decisions will impact how the plot plays out#and because these are my characters i really really dont wanna see aus that completely butcher their og personalities and arcs#ofc switching it up sometimes is fun and great but if its to the point where they're unrecognizable thats when im like. idk abt this!!#ask#fantasiaheart22#au#kane aera#eiya alev
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