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rendy-a · 4 months

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Could I request a self aware twst au with like the first years :D?

I want to thank all the people who interacted with that post earlier today. It gave me enough motivation to go out and finish this piece.

While trying to think up concepts for this work, it occured to me that all the first years (except Ortho) were in sports clubs. That means there is one event perfect for you to bond with your first year friends.

Ace kicks a pile of canvas laying in a heap at his feet, “This is ridiculous! What if something happens while we’re gone!” His mouth twists into an unpleasant grimace. He looks to his basketball club members for backup, but no one will meet his eye. So, he turns to where he knows he’ll find support. “Oi, Sebek!” The green haired fae is distractedly pounding away at a tent stake nearby but it is easy to see from his expression that his heart isn’t in it. “What happens if someone tries to kidnap the Player when we aren’t there to protect them? You know how famous they are!” Sebek stops hammering and slowly looks up, tears forming in his eyes.

“SILVER! SILVER!” he shouts to his clubmate, “What if I’m not there to protect the Player! Forget this event, we must return to the school with ALL HASTE!” He looks to his fellows for support but again, none of the senior students stop what they are doing. Ace, however, is fast to abandon his own camping site and join Sebek. “Right, right?” he eagerly urges Sebek on, “What does this even matter if our Player isn’t here to see it?”

“Stop it,” the sturdy voice of Jack growls, “It doesn’t pay to get worked up over it. This is in the story, so we have to do it. That’s just how it is.” Sebek stares at the wolf beastman silently, tears falling from his eyes. “Maybe we can tell them about it later!” Deuce tries to cheer his fellow freshman up, “I’m sure they’d like to hear about it. They always listened to my card stories before…well before it happened. I think they’d like to hear about this too!” At that Sebek seemed mightily cheered and returned to setting up his tent with gusto, muttering about what he’d tell the Player about later. Ace scoffs, sensing his defeat and returns bitterly to his own site.

Epel wanders over and observes Ace silently. “You finished?” Ace asks in surprise. “Yeah, Leona is a great leader and took charge of getting us set up right away!” Epel informs him, “I had time to put up my tent and help Ruggie set up one for Leona too!” Then he looks down and kicks Ace’s sad abandoned tent as well, “I just wish the Player was here to see it. I bet they’d have been really impressed with how fast I finished.” Ace frowns and complains, “But they aren’t here. They are back at school with the Arts Clubs.” This causes Epel to scowl deeply, “Dagnabit! I didn’t need a reminder of that! I can just picture those frou-frou artsy types trying to suck up to the Player. Trying to get them to talk different, eat different, just…” He doesn’t finish the thought but the way he grinds his teeth shows how he feels about the idea.

The sound of pounding tent stakes and shifting canvas is diminished when the booming voice of Coach Vargas booms out, “Listen up, young campers! Now, I know you don’t need any additional motivation to showcase your strength and fortitude here after I’ve done an AMAZING job setting up this EXCITING AND ENTERTAINING EVENT!” Here he pauses and casts a quick look over his shoulder before straightening up again. “But if you do!” Then he smiles a beaming smile and sets his hands on his hips. That’s when you pop out from behind him, “Hey guys! Guess who’s here to do their memory keeper duties!”

Ace jumps over his canvas pile in a rush to get to your side and stumbles over it. “Woah, calm down,” you admonish him cheerily, “I’ll be here all weekend.” Epel asks in an innocent sounding voice, “You will? You really will?” You pat the two boys on the shoulder and search out your other first year friends in the crowd. Sebek is sobbing quietly in front of his tent and Deuce is waving excitedly from the distant track club area. Jack gives you a small nod before turning back to his area as though he is unaffected by your appearance, but the cloud of dust kicked up by his wagging tail says otherwise.

You turn toward Vargas and look expectantly. He looks blankly back at you until you awkwardly say, “Go on.” He looks at you a moment before clearing his throat, “Ah yes, yes. Harumph! Anyway, tents are up! Get over here and listen up for your next task!” Then he looks at you as though seeking your approval to hand out the task. You shrug and then nod as though to say, ‘Sure, go for it.’ Vargas gives you a toothy smile and then proceeds to hand out a familiar sounding explanation about the tasks to be assigned to the clubs. You wave lightly before heading back to the cabin to get your own things sorted out. The eagerness of the students fades as fast as your departure.

“So…,” Deuce begins carefully, “We are going to try now? Right?” He looks at Ace for confirmation. Jack snorts behind him, “I was always going to try.” Then he makes a fist and puts on an eager smile, “I’m going to knock this challenge out so fast that the Player can’t help but notice me!” Deuce turns away from Ace to join Jack instead. The two Track Club members fire each other up over their plans to dominate the camp tasks and stand out to the Player. Deuce quickly becomes so distracted by this that he forgets Ace entirely. This is just the chance Ace has been waiting for to quietly slip away.

“So, Prefect,” Ace begins as he appears at your side. You yelp and drop your backpack, catching it before it hits the ground and damages your precious ghost camera. “Ace!” you shout, “What are you doing here? This isn’t in the event!” He looks at you quietly and you quickly backtrack, “I…I mean, shouldn’t you be with the Basketball Club doing…something?” Ace smiles, happy to have avoided an awkward situation. “Nah, I’m not going to mess around in the woods. It’s a team effort, so as long as those other guys do the grunt work, I’ll be fine.” You roll your eyes at his attitude. “Plus, why would I want to be anywhere but with my best buddy, eh Prefect?”

You consider this carefully before slyly narrowing your eyes and gesturing to your unbuilt tent. “Sure, thing, Pal. Why don’t you hang out and help me build my tent.” Ace grimaces, not wanting to do the work but mostly afraid you’ll pick up on his lack of tent-building expertise. The odd standoff is concluded when you hear Coach Vargus bellow, “Nonsense! That won’t do for either of you! I can hardly deprive the Prefect of the chance to enjoy this stimulating muscle-building activity and as for you Ace, well, you are just slacking off.” Ace starts to stammer as you just stand there cringing. Coach Vargus calmly approaches Ace and lifts him up by his collar. It reminds you of how you lift a misbehaving Grim by the scruff of his neck. You wave awkwardly at the departing Ace as he looks imploringly at you from the Coach’s grasp. ‘Oh well, you reap what you sow,’ you think.

A tiring amount of time later, you brush your hands off on your thighs and declare, “There, done!” Then you slowly head over to grab your pack holding the Ghost Camera, among other supplies. The sun is barely at its peak, but you are already sweating with exertion from putting up the tent. You wonder how your more athletic friends among the first-year students are handling it. You know they are more used to the effort, but you hope they are taking necessary precautions. Perhaps you’d just remind them and see if they need to borrow some sunscreen.

You know realize that sunscreen was the least of your safety concerns. You watch in disbelief as Sebek continues to scale a sheer cliff in search of a lantern blossom flower. The reaction of the nearby students was mixed. Silver seemed remarkably unconcerned as he spoke to Riddle nearby. Meanwhile, you and several NPC characters were more nervous. “He is going to fall, isn’t he?” you ask the nearby Scarabia A. He looks at you for a long moment and then shrugs his shoulders. You are not reassured at all.

You turn instead to Ignihyde C and gesture, “This game doesn’t have a mature rating, so he can’t die. Right? Right?” The surprised student looks at you with his mouth falling open before he stammers, “R.right.” Then he looks up at the precarious position of the green haired fae and mumbles, “But maybe you should cheer him on anyway.” You look more intently at the NPC and demand, “Do you think that would help?” He answers you in a fluster, “W..well, if my oshi…I mean friend…if my friend cheered me on, I think it would really help me do my best!”

Right. That is just the sort of thing friends do. “HEY SEBEK!” you shout. The fae somehow hears you shout and looks arrogantly over his shoulder at the spectators but when his eye catches your form, he shakes, and you fear he will tumble from the cliff. “HOLD ON SEBEK, YOU CAN DO IT! I BELIEVE IN YOU!” From even the great distance between you, the image of determination that crosses his expression can be seen. He sets off with a renewed vigor, making daring transitions and finding ways to make speedy progress. With several movements that make you gasp and hold your breath; he reaches the lantern blossom and plucks it from the ground.

Much faster than the ascent, Sebek’s return to the ground was accomplished quite shortly. He was still a considerable distance up when he leaps from the cliff edge to race to your side and show off his prize. He eagerly holds out the glowing lantern blossom for you to view. “Its so pretty,” you comment politely, “I wish I had one.” He gasps and grabs hold of your hand, forcing the poor battered flower into it. “THEN YOU MUST HAVE THIS ONE!” You give him a shocked look, “No really, that is unnecessary. I’ll get one some other day.” He smiles at you smugly, “No need Prefect. Any time you need a lantern blossom, I will fetch one for you.” You guiltily hold out the flower to one student after another, but no member of the Horseback Riding Club will take it from you. “Prefect,” Riddle finally says in a commanding voice, “Its rude to return a gift. We are more than capable of retrieving another lantern blossom.” Sebek and Silver nod in agreement, backing up the Dorm Leader. You think it’s time to go before you cause this club any more trouble. You make your excuses and dash off to the lake.

As you part a pair of branches and emerge from the forest at the lake’s edge, you catch sight of some members of the Spelldrive Club nearby. Ruggie seems to be fishing up a storm while your first-year friend Epel watches from nearby with his own pole. “See,” Ruggie tells his underclassman, “That’s how its done. Now in return for that free lesson, how about you show me what you learned by catching enough fish for the rest of the club! Shishishi!” You roll your eyes at the obvious attempt to foist the work off onto Epel but are surprised with your friend shouts “YES SIR!” with enthusiasm. You catch Ruggie’s eye and give him a quiet tsk tsk which only earns you a mischievous wink before the hyena beastman set’s off toward camp.

You slowly saunter over to Epel, who is fully engaged in his fishing. “So, got a plan?” you asked over his shoulder. “Eh!?” he gasps and drops his pole, “Player! I..I mean Prefect! It’s you! Ya’ had me surprised outta my skin there!” You give him an apologetic smile. Epel stoops down to retrieve his pole and shyly replies, “My plan is just to catch the fish. I’m not going to give up until I’ve caught at least a dozen!” Then he holds up his arm and bends it at the elbow, giving you a little flex to show off his determination. You hold in a laugh, “Well, if you are that fired up, why stop at only one dozen?”

Epel’s eyes go wide for a moment and then he gets a maniacal grin. “Yeah! You’re right! I’m going to catch you at least two dozen fish! Or maybe three or four!” You know Epel is not the type to break his word, so you quickly interrupt to calm down his ambitions, “One dozen is enough! I was just joking.” You wave your hands toward the ground as though to say, let’s lower our expectations. Epel frowns and mutters under his breath, “That isn’t going to impress anyone.” Then he looks at you determined, “Just wait and see! I’ll catch plenty of fish so don’t go eat’n with any other club! When tha fish are in tha bag, I’ll make ya Gram’s special fish stew!”

As Epel gets to work, casting his line and reeling in the lure, you sit beside him on a rock. When the time seems right, you snap a picture of him eagerly lifting a small fish from the lake on his line. “There you go! One down!” you say as you transfer the ghost camera to your elbow and give him a small clap of encouragement. He preens a short second before frowning down at the small fish. “Tha’ next ‘un will be twice as big!” he shouts in determination before casting his line again.

True to his prediction, soon Epel gets a tremendous tug on his pole. You both shout and leap to your feet at the strength of the fish that appears to be on the line. “WOAH!” Epel shouts. You lean over the edge of the lake, trying to see the monster fish Epel has snagged. Epel too seems interested in his opponent and plans one foot firmly while leaning forward to stare intently where his line entered the lake. With a sudden flash, a scaled hand emerges from the lake to grab the tip of Epel’s rod and tugs Epel, pole and all, into the lake. You quickly slide back as far more of Floyd emerges from the lake. He gives you a toothy smile before his trademark laugh emerges and he returns to the lake. Epel does not immediately surface, and you are concerned for a moment before you spot him further down the shore. Though he has concealed himself behind a log, you can tell his ears are flushed with embarrassment. You kindly decide to give him his space.

Halfway to camp, your stomach begins to growl. You thought sadly about Gran’s special fish stew, now beyond your reach. You hoped that you’d manage to sweet talk some fish off someone. They were your friends, so someone is bound to share, right?

The size of Deuce’s eyes when you asked him sweetly if he’d share his food with you rivaled that of the empty plate you held out to him. “Please?” you finish your plea for lunch. Deuce flushes and quickly removes his pack from his shoulder, pulling out a fairly large fish. “No problem, Prefect, I’ve got enough for two here!” You make a little gesture to celebrate your victory and compliment him, “Yeah! Great job catching such a big fish. It looks so huge, I bet its even enough for three people!” Immediately Deuce denies this, “NO! NO, IT’S NOT!” When you pull back in surprise, Deuce continues in a softer voice, “I…I mean this one is just perfect for two. It…its just meant for us. To share. Together.”

You hold up your hands and agree, “Sure, sure. Just you and me. I get you.” Deuce seems so very pleased by your response that you decide to just let his strange response slide. Plus, you need him to cook that fish. “So…what are you making? You know, just for us to share?” you ask as you saddle up to his side? Deuce looks back and forth between you and the fish, “I sure know how to cook this. Yup, I really do.” Your mouth falls into a little O and then you glare at him suspiciously, “Deuce, do you know how to cook fish?” He doesn’t meet your eye but assures you that Trey taught him some recipes. You still have your suspicious but figure if it was a Trey recipe, it would be alright.

“So, what do we do?” you ask Deuce. He looks at you with a dreamy expression, “We? You’re going to cook with me?” You shrug your shoulders, “I mean yeah, that’s how Trey’s recipes are, right?” Then you lean in close and whisper, “Like…Like in the game when we made that chestnut tart together. Right?” Deuce quickly agrees, “Right! Together! You and me! Just…you and me… Ahem!” He finishes with a cough and then, to your relief, sends you to the forest to collect some herbs.

You had a handful of samples and a general area to search for more. Apparently, Jack had scented some out while setting up camp and taken cuttings so his clubmates could retrieve more later. You smiled at the foresight of the first-year student. You weren’t sure exactly what Deuce needed, so you gathered a few handfuls of each type. You walk back to the camp and set your bounty on the table next to the fish Deuce has prepared. It looks like he’s used the time you were away to fillet the fish and make a simple dough. Seeing the dough gives you confidence that this really is a Trey recipe.

“So, what now?” you ask him. “Chop up the herbs and mix them into a paste with water,” Deuce directs. “Sure,” you say while gesturing to the pile, “but which ones?” Deuce pauses and looks at the large pile of greens you have sitting there. “Oh…um…All of them!” Now your doubts are back. “Are you sure about that?” you ask him carefully. “Yeah!” Deuce replies confidently, “Just like Trey says, the more the merrier!” You carefully take two sprigs of herbs and chop them up and then, while Deuce is preoccupied with the dough, give them a taste. Honestly, the combination of the two isn’t bad. ‘Well,’ you think, ‘what to I know about cooking in a magical world anyway?’ So, you chop the entire pile of greens and mix it all into a thick paste. Deuce combines your herb paste with the fish and puts it into a small pie shell he has formed with the dough. Then, you pack the ‘pie’ into the hot rocks of the fire to roast.

While the pie bakes, you sit side by side on a log and chat about normal things. Or maybe it was more like you chatted and Deuce listened. You didn’t mind, he was good company even if he seemed preoccupied. You were telling him about Grim’s latest antics when you felt something on your hand. You give a small yelp and tug your hand into your lap. “Ah!” you examine your hand as you brush it off, “Was that a bug?” Deuce, who you suddenly realize had gotten far closer to you than you’d noticed, nervously remarked, “Oh yeah, that…was probably it. Ha ha.” Finally, you ask, “Are you cold? I bet we could find you a seat closer to the fire if you are. You can be as cozy as our pie.” Deuce seems embarrassed for a moment before suddenly becoming alarmed, “THE PIE!” He jumps up and fishes the pie from the fire.

He brings it to you nervously, “I think it is fine…” The pie has a small amount of char around the edge that was directly in the fire. If it hadn’t been made by your good friend, you’d probably have refused it but, since it was made by Deuce, you don’t have the heart to refuse. “Oh yeah, looks fine. I guess…lets try it?” you say trying to convince both yourself and Deuce of the pie’s editability. Deuce lets out a happy sigh and breaks the pie in half, handing you the slice with fewer burnt edges. He makes no move to eat the pie himself but seems to hold his breath, waiting for you to try it. “Well, here it goes?” you say in a worried tone. You take a bite; it’s terrible. You force your mouth into a wide smile, “mmm…” you mutter for him in pity. You decide to use the same method for the pie as you used the last time you were forced to eat Lilia’s cooking. You cram the pie down in three huge bites, trying to finish it off while tasting it as little as possible.

For a moment, Deuce seems greatly pleased with the gusto in which you eat before the look of alarm sets on his face and he tilts his head to the side. Or maybe he is tilting his whole body? Oh, no. It’s you that is falling. Then the blackness takes you as Deuce’s frightened shouts fade out, “HELP, I think…I’ve poisoned…the player…”

You wake up groggy. If that was all, you’d have considered yourself lucky, but it also appears you’ve been tied to a tree. You are confused for a moment until you recall the storyline of the Camp Vargus event. Right, Coach is probably out tormenting students right now while anyone captured is tied up. Great, just great. You look up when you hear a long howl echoing through the forest. ‘Is that Jack?’ you think to yourself. If Jack is already in his wolf form, then this camp is nearly over. You sigh and lean back into the tree, waiting for someone to come along and release you.

It isn’t longer than an hour before a very tired but eager Jack arrives to untie you. “Guess you are the hero of the day, huh?” you jibe at him. He flushes as he rubs the back of his head, “Oh, you heard about that.” He tries to pretend indifference but moments later he is asking for more details, “So what did you hear?” Well, this is a challenge to answer since you hadn’t actually heard anything about it. You just remembered it from when it was a game plot. “Well…didn’t Floyd change into his mer form? That was probably cool to see.”

A look of incredulousness passes over his face, “Yeah well, other guys probably looked cool too.” You nod knowingly, “Yeah, I heard you got to Sebek use his training to lure the monster into the bog. Who knew there would be a chance for him to show off his skills out here.” Jack huffs, “Yeah but he wasn’t the only one using his skills out there.” Now you smile, feeling a bit mischievous yourself, “Oh, for sure. I mean what would we have done without our MVP from Savanahclaw.” Jack lets out a relieved sigh and smiles. “Yes, Ruggie sure did pull though. I don’t normally approve of his sneaky habits, but you have to admit he really came through today.”

Jack’s eyes widen and he stands there in a silent shock. “Well, let’s get going. Are you hungry? I could sure go for something right about now.” Then you dust off your knees and start heading toward camp. After a moment, you decide you’ve tortured him enough and pause, waiving your hand to signal him to join you. When he reaches your side, you give his uniform sleeve a tug. He bends down and you use this opportunity to give him a pat on the head and then rub his soft ears. “You did good, Jack,” you praise him softly. Then you thread your arm through his own and tug him along to camp. “Now, let’s go get some grub. Just don’t take anything Deuce gives you, ok?” Jack smiles and follows you along, tail wagging all the way.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #self aware au #ace trappola #yandere ace trappola #yandere deuce spade #deuce spade #yandere epel felmier #epel felmier #sekek zigvolt #yandere sebek zigvolt #twst first years #yandere first years #tw: yandere

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channelinglament · 11 months

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Hi! I saw your ask as open and I wanted to request something for the Self aware Project Sekai AU you made :)

May I request how the Vocaloids react to the player? Like, how would they become self aware? We’re they self aware to begin with? Thank you :)

How vocaloids react to player ✨️

(Sorry everyone for being gone for so long, I was just emotionally exhausted and had a few angsty teen thoughts)

Platonic/Romantic - tbh idk? Depends on how u take it :^

Let's start off with the fact, that they all know know that they're not exactly their original counterparts

Yes, they are vocaloids, but..different? They're in game, nothing new for Miku- but it seems like it's their first time being alive. They know it's their voice, their songs but it just..feels weird?

- though this mostly applies to Miku, as she's the first one to greet us and has her..original form?

She knows it's her, but different her.

- I wanna say that I see all sekai vocaloids as different people, BECAUSE during April fools, THEY MET EACH OTHER and uhm- I'd recommend watching that video to understand what happened. They kinda became friends, and 25ji Rin liked wxs Kaito's (or what Kaito that was?) head pats. She was waiting for her Kaito to arrive.

SO that means they are ALL different.

Now, that we finally sorted out what was important, we can finally make some content

Hatsune Miku(s)!

The Miku that greets us:

She knows she is Miku, but she doesn't have knowledge of stuff outside the game. She is a sekai keeper, and keeps hopes and dreams of every vocaloid producer. But...She is unsure if this true. Some stuff happened before she even existed! (Games existence)

So she knows she isn't exactly the first Miku. But Miku anyways.

She was staying there all alone, for so long.. (game downloading)

Yes, she loved watching over sekais, but..it's not like she has anyone..

So when she first meets you! She is so excited to make a friend! She says you're a sekai watcher like her, because you two "sang" (aka you playing tutorial)

Whether you played bad or good didn't matter. She liked it.

She didn't wanna lose you, but it's not like you're leaving her. Your presence is always near her when you play and read stories/events.

She doesn't see you often, unless you're pulling for characters or there's an event/sth she needs to explain to you.

She's such a little tease, not giving you card you want if she knows you have more pulls. Don't worry, she will give you it, but just pull one/few more times please.. she doesn't want to be alone anymore.

First though when she met you: I am not alone anymore?

Sekai Mikus

As long as you won't harm others she's fine!

She is very cautious when it comes to [band's name]. They're her 1st priority.

At first she thought you are just there to watch over them, but she noticed you actually help them improve (I hc that by playing their songs, decorating sekai, grooving their cards and kizuna level you can make them better and improve them)

Aww, thank you so much! You are a great help!

Overtime all vocaloids became kinda obsessive over you? They want you to play their band's songs and care mostly, if not ONLY about them and their band! Yes, they're grateful you helped them improve, but they will bring you into their world, and you will make it real. Not just a game, but a R E A L, LIVING WOLRD. NO NPCS, NO GAME CODE

Until then, everyone is just a piece of cra- I mean, code. Your word also seems so dangerous... that's why they need to protect you from world's harm!

Not gonna lie, EVERY other vocaloid acts this way, so I'll end it here, sorry ^^; (Maybe I will make a part 2?)

But trust me, beware of Niigo and MMJ the most.... both, vocaloids and group

^ them when u interact with other groups

(Also beware of Tenmas, and Shinonomes. You can kinda trust Hinomoris)

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spacedustmantis · 16 days

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*cough cough* *pulling up notes* *squinting at notes* *realising i don't have bad vision* *unsquinting at the notes* *reading the notes*

how does the life series work in the FUCK I FORGOT THE AU NAME THIS WAS ALLL FOR NAUGHT

i am so glad you asked!!

alright so. the series of events goes like this:

one day grian, as he so often does, gets bored

in his defense immortality gets boring quick and he's been doing this for a While

so, he descends onto a random planet, one that in grian's opinion could do with a little entertainment. he draws up the rules of this game he's planning, pays a carefully selected bunch of cold-hearted, skilled, desperate-for-money workers and has them build a huge fucking arena, kidnap the planet's best fighters, and work on this project full time once it gets rolling

amongst the workers are a few incredibly talented medics, people who, with the right tech, could bring you back from death's door

grian personally installs chips into every contestant's brain that activate as soon as the person is not yet dead, but good as, and then put the body in a temporary stasis, so that it may be transported beneath the arena and the medics can do their work to send them back up fully restored so they can join the fray once more

the whole event is recorded via multiple cameras following around every contestant, edited down into a thrilling reality tv show, and broadcasted weekly for a good few years, which is how long it takes for the game to come to its conclusion

naturally there are a few quirks to this game

every contestant originally gets three lives, three times they get to enjoy the experience of dying, but soon enough a few of them figure out how to hack the chips. they can't seem to alter their function whatsoever, but they do figure out how to change the number of lives the chip grants you, and they also figure out that if the system clocks too many (or too few) lives granted overall in comparison to how many deaths there have been in total, it sends alarm bells ringing. and so there is an underground life trading ring that forms about seven months into the fight

somewhere in the arena there is whispered to be a strange stone statue that, if you play your cards right, bestows gifts to those who complete the tasks it gives them

there is an illness spreading through the arena, like a common cold, just much more destructive. it is known as "red fever" to some, to others it's simply "the bloodlust"

occasionally, caused by apparently nothing at all except coincidence, or some weird glitch in the system, or what certain people might call fate, two contestants get bound together on a metaphysical level. they share pain and wounds and death. they share all the bad, and none of the good

the overarching story roughly follows 3rd life (mostly bc that season works best as a mechs style retelling), with monopoly mountain and dogwarts as the two main factions that crystallize after a few months, but small story elements of each season are dotted around the plot, like one man who managed to defeat all his enemies by taking advantage of the secret keepers boons and playing dirty, or a woman who ran in solitude with only the company of her wolves and who against all odds was the last one standing - until the man she was bound to blew himself up, and her with it.

ultimately two people survive (these people are not grian and scar, but are played by them on stage). and then one person survives. and then the winner of the life game throws himself off of a cliff

of course, grian is not the biggest fan of watching as other people slaughter each other while he sits and does nothing, so naturally he joins the fight. no one knows or would even guess that the scrawny guy who maybe likes explosions a touch too much could be the same individual as The Spectator, the mysterious figure who is behind running the Life Game, not even the staff that has been hired to set it all up. grian, alongside committing murder, also keeps an eye on the game's development as well as the numbers the show gets online.

after a few months he runs into joel, whom he knows is one of the fan favorites, and sticks with him for a while. after joel dies his final death - shot through the heart by scott - he mechanizes him, and, after discovering that mechanizing joel also mechanized the man he was bound to, takes him and etho back to the xisuma to join the crew.

#whew that was a lot #but yay!!#world building my bbg!!!#witnesses au #grian #buggy thoughts #buggy answers #better than drinking alone #bee movie (2003)#silver screen

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madame-mongoose · 1 year

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Please tell us about the Cinder au I love Spyro!!!

LAUGHS EVILLY YOU'VE ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD

Okay so basically my au focuses on rewriting Cynder's story from Legends to better fit the Reignited universe while also introducing Ember and Flame into the mix. Here's their designs as I have them currently!!!

Now I'll put the lore under a readmore-

Cynder is a young dragon who originates from the Magic Crafters homeworld. Outcasted by her peers and overlooked by her elders in favor of the child hero, Spyro, she runs away. Jealous and angered over the unfairness of her situation. She stumbles inside of a cave where she finds a large, black, glowing crystal. It whispers to her, beckons her. She lays a paw on it, entranced, and blacks out. She awakes to find herself in a nightmare world. One twisted and ugly full of her fears and insecurities. She eventually finds Him. The Nightmare King, shrouded in darkness. Only his eyes able to be seen. He speaks to her and appeals to her emotions. Manipulating her and promising that she will be loved by all is she can help free him from his prison. Cynder, a young and desperate child, agrees. She awakes, her body changing, her scales darkening, her horns growing sharper, and chains forming around her neck and ankles. Marks of the nightmare king appearing on her scales. Now starts her task to free him. She becomes a terror, wielding elements of darkness to aid her in battle. She must steal a crystal from each dragon homeworld and lay them together in the abandoned Nightmare temple in dreamweavers to summon him back to the waking world.

Along her journey she meets Flame, Spyro, and Ember who she defeats in battle. Spyro being the first she beats, as he overestimates his abilities due to his previous wins. This spawns a NEED to defeat her and he chases her all across the dragon realms. She meets Flame in Peace Keepers. He boasts how he can easily defeat her, having a huge ego. But he's all bark and no bite. Her kicking his ass just crumples his self esteem completely (think teru from mp100) Spyro convinces him to join forces and they continue pursuit. They fight her together in Beast Makers and are defeated, but with quite the struggle this time. The last world she visits, Dream Weavers, is where we meet Ember. Ember is the hardest opponent she faces. Being the princess of the homeworld and also most gifted dreamwalker gives her a huge upper hand. Ember, during the battle is able to see inside Cynder's mind for a brief moment and sees the corruption she's under. And it shocks Ember so much it gives Cynder time to defeat her and continue her journey to the temple. Ember is HORRIFIED bc she KNOWS who the nightmare king is. Malefor. An ancient dragon who once overtook the lands with his creatures of terror and destruction. Every dream weaver who is set to rule is taught this history and made to meet him in the dreamscape to understand truly what a monster he is. Ember screwed up when she met him tho, and a piece of him escaped. Growing that crystal found in Magic Crafters.

Cynder makes it to the temple and lays out all the crystals in order, ready to summon her King. Spyro, Flame, and Ember all confront her, but it's already too late. She frees him from the nightmare realm. The mass amount of power she uses knocks her out, the portal she opened beginning to suck her in. Ember, in a state of pity for her rescues her last minute and takes her with the group to safety. When Cynder wakes up she is PISSED. (This is pretty much all the most detailed plot I have so far the rest is story beats) After that I want Cynder to have a moment of clarity and realize through a really hard hitting scene that Malefor was just using her. It takes her a while but she slowly reforms and tries to make amends. Her and Ember have a love hate relationship. Ember feeling guilt over being the cause of this in the first place, but also hating Cynder's guts for what she did. And Cynder just hating her in general akhdjs. Flame being very skeptical and the hardest to warm up to Cynder. Kinda taking a Sparx like role from Legends? Except less annoying bc fuck Legends Sparx fr. Spyro I'm still debating on tbh. I want him to be really headstrong and like child hero syndrome?? And Cynder eventually becomes like bad influence big sis to him?? But yeah they all create a found family thing and figure out a way to defeat Malefor for good

#also cynder and ember are enemies to friends to lovers #bc i said so #spyro #spyro reignited trilogy #spyro reginited #cynder #cynder the dragon #my art #monnie answers

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Dinner and a Tale

ღPairing: Director! Park Seonghwa x Professor of Dreams! Reader (f) ღGenre: enemies to lovers au, Modern Wizardry School au ღWord Count: 4,274 ღWarnings: mentions of fighting, war, blood, death, penetrative sex, more sex with magic, nipple play, restraints, finger sucking ღRated: 18+ MDNI, smut with hella plot now ღSummary: Seonghwa finally reveals to you exactly how he got his scar...but that's not the only motive he has. And of course, your old captain, Hongjoong, hadn't gone anywhere either... ღDedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland, my lovely beta's ღPrevious Part| ღAll of the Parts | ღNext Part

Your eyes took in Seonghwa’s rooms and it was like you couldn't get enough of everything. The way the ceiling was that of the night sky. The way his elegant aura exuded from his furniture and decorative features. You had zero doubt that these were Seonghwa’s rooms.

Seonghwa shrugged off his jacket, and with a flick of his hand and a murmur of what you believe is Japanese, phantom hands took it and handed it up onto the clawfoot hanger. "What do you want? There's a few dishes I can do for you."

You turned around and your eyes widened at the phantom hands. "Your demons are going to make dinner?"

Seonghwa puffed out quiet laughter. "Of course. Did you expect me to get my hands dirty?"

You rolled your eyes and sigh. "I suppose you're right."

"Besides, I've got another job, right? I've got to tell you about my past." Seonghwa settled on the settee in his room and patted the cushion. "Come here, lover."

You sat primly on the cushion beside him but Seonghwa was not satisfied with that. He tugged you closer, tucking you under his arm. "There. Much better."

You struggled a bit to put some room in between you but Seonghwa’s grip was iron. "I do NOT have to be this close for you to tell me the story!"

"You're my emotional support witch. Now stop wriggling or I'll get other ideas." You froze and Seonghwa laughed again. "You really are my favorite."

"I'll have chicken," You grumbled.

"Hmmm? What's that, darling?" Seonghwa said in a sing-song voice. His lips puffed hot air onto the crown of your head.

"You asked what I wanted. Wooyoung screwed up my chicken order. So I'll have chicken."

"Wonderful. We'll have roast pheasant then. The grounds keeper flushed some out in the forest the other day. With some wild mushroom bread pudding, we'll be set. Now, lay your head on my lap. I can focus on my words easier with you like that."

How he went from host of a dinner party speaking of food and pairings and then suddenly to convincing you to let him pet you while he spoke, was beyond you, but it happened nonetheless. It was clear Seonghwa had a story to tell, or there wouldn't be a legend made up about him.

"This food better be good because the story portion of this promise slash apology is sorely lacking."

"Oh don't worry! You'll recognize some characters."

Seonghwa wasn't the only legend you knew. Hongjoong was the only wizard that had survived an encounter with Seonghwa. They were both renowned.

"The first battle I stumbled into was horrifying. I heard screaming and yelling and pain and it took everything in me not to shout and run away myself. But I was firm in my belief that we deserved equal rights. So, I pushed on. Eventually I was numb from all the death around me. I was killing people with my demons and it made me feel empty inside. It came to a point where I didn’t even feel like I was living.”

You attempted to push upwards to look at Seonghwa but he firmly held you down, fingers carding through your hair. “Please,” He begged quietly, “I don’t want to see the pity in your eyes.”

“Seonghwa…” You sighed but let him keep you on his lap.

“There was one prick of hot anger within me, however, and that was the annoying White Magic User Captain that kept eluding me. He was sneaky; always in and out of his missions. I could never catch him and therefore never kill him. My higher ups knew they could count on sending me to battle and killing whoever needed to be killed, be it one person or many. But this was the one thorn in our side that could not be pulled.”

You couldn't help but feel stiff in your spot now. You knew how successful Hongjoong had been during that campaign. You had helped him strategize and plan and was the one he fell into bed with after those successful missions. You couldn't help but somehow feel like you were a part of Seonghwa’s story, inadvertently.

“Out of sheer desperation, I left an innocent bunny demon in the tent of my Captain, knowing she was going to be a target. She had pulled off a victorious maneuver on our part and had wiped out a battalion of white magic users. We celebrated that night but I knew the other side would get their revenge. My demon was able to catch Hongjoong as he snuck into my drunk Captain’s but I was not able to save her. I barely followed him into the surrounding forest, until he suddenly stopped.”

Your heart was racing along with this story. What night had this been? Had you been dreaming, performing missions, while Hongjoong and Seonghwa fought? It almost made you sick to your stomach. It didn’t seem right.

“He said to me ‘Finally, I get to kill the Reaper’ and just like that he slashed out at me. It was a fight, and I didn't really wanna admit it, but he was my equal in battle. He had the same fervor and boldness. He dodged all my demons, and still had the energy to slash me down when my own energy was depleted. I should have died that night. Luckily, they found my demon rabbit in my dead Captain’s tent and followed it back to me. A blood magic user saved my life. I owed him an incredible debt."

"I'm sorry Hwa," You said, tears streaming down your face. You had never heard of the war from a black magic user's side before. They had simply been the enemy.

Seonghwa patted your shoulder and allowed you to sit up. "Are those tears for me, my little white magic user?" Seonghwa smiled, putting a fingertip to your cheekbone and catching a tear as it ran down your face. He lifted his finger to his lips and sucked. "Your sadness tastes lovely, if you're wondering."

You shook your head. Seonghwa never missed an opportunity to flirt. "Can we eat now?"

"Of course. It's just finishing up." Seonghwa stood up and offered his arm to you. You didn't remember the last time, if any, someone escorted you to your table. You took it, but the realization dawned on you: you really didn't hate Seonghwa anymore. And that could only mean…

You sat at the table with a rather stunned expression. There was no way. You promised yourself you wouldn’t do this again. Your internal spiral began as the phantom hands began to serve the dishes.

The pheasant roast and wild mushroom pudding was to die for, you had to admit. Seonghwa ate with delicate bites, while you who were starving, ate like a starved dog. Seonghwa laughed at your enthusiasm and you couldn't help but feel a tidbit embarrassed.

When you both finished eating, you dabbed your lips with a handkerchief. "Thank you Director Park. That was extremely enjoyable."

Seognhwa sighed. "Now what have I done to earn Director Park?"

"Nothing," You sighed. What the hell were you doing? Seonghwa didn't deserve this, as confused and scared as you were.

Seonghwa moved on, however, as you internally fought with yourself. He put out his hand, as if asking for yours to bow over. You gave it to him, muscle memory from pleasantries overriding instinct and reason. "It was my pleasure, Mistress Dreams."

You should have realized when Seonghwa was playing along with your distancing, that something was wrong. But it was too late. After Seonghwa bent over your hand, gripping it softly, kissed your palm and then yanked you over the dinner table until your hips hit the edge of the table.

"Can I fuck you in a bed tonight?" He whispered into the shell of your ear.

"Seonghwa!" You admonished him, pulling back but alas, he wouldn't let go of your hand.

"Let me make love to you in my room, please?" His eyebrows furrowed in a plea. It seemed like the revealing of his past had made him more vulnerable than he usually allowed himself to be. "I've wanted it since you started here. I've been tortured with dreams of it. Pushing you on to my bed, sinking into you, making you cry out my name, and then waking up with you."

You tried to wrestle your hand from him again but he wouldn't let you go. "Director Park, let go of me."

Seonghwa laughed under his breath. "You can't pull that on me a third time tonight, lover. I've heard you whine my name too many times. Besides, I don't deserve it. This time."

"Do you think that fucking me in your luxurious bed is going to make up for the fact that you almost tore my throat out today?" You demanded incredulously.

"I could never truly hurt you," Seonghwa admitted, looking up at you from under his brow and then focusing on your hand, curling his finger around your wrist. He yanked you, pulling you over the table and closer to him again. "Let me make love to that sweet body of yours tonight as both an apology and a thank you."

You sent him a look of confusion. "A thank you?"

"For setting aside your differences for black magic users and picking me over him, tonight," Seonghwa pursed his lips to the side, almost cutely.

"You don't have to thank me for that. I told you. That was over a long time ago. And Hongjoong was in the wrong tonight. There's no reason to be suspicious of you. I should know, I have been sleeping with you," You said in a low tone.

Seonghwa's eyes lowered to your lips. "Then let me apologize for making your underwear wet when I pushed you against the gate."

"Seonghwa!" You said his name with a growl.

Seonghwa smirked. "There's my darling little White Magic User."

"Is this your plan? To get me angry?" You demanded.

"Let me taste your anger tonight, lover?" Seonghwa asked and then pushed his lips against yours. His tongue came out slyly, asking for entrance and you let him. He moaned as he ran his tongue on the roof of your mouth and then backed up. "Not on the table. On the bed!"

A brief image of you laying against the table's edge, ass at perfect height, cheek against the dark cherry wood. "Why not?"

Seonghwa chuckled. "Already dumb thinking about me fucking you?"

"Fine!" You shouted at him, stomping over to the only other door in the room. "In the bed. I'm not dumb."

Seonghwa sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. "No, just stupid."

"You know," Your spine is straightened at the insult, "Dinner was great. Thank you for your demon food. I'm going to bed now."

You got about a few strides towards the door to exit when Seonghwa said, "You didn't ask me what you're stupid about."

"I'm stupid for letting you fuck me once I started this job," You responded tonelessly.

"No, darling, no," Seonghwa shook his head, a thoughtful smile curling his lips. "You're stupid for thinking that this was casual."

Your nails dug into your palms as your fingers curled into fists. "The fuck it isn't casual."

Seonghwa took slow strides across the room, hands tucked into his pants side pockets. "You're the one that insisted we forget all about it. You're the one that wanted to sneak around and not let anyone know. You're the one that kept insisting that this was just convenient and didn't mean anything. I never said anything like that."

"And that's how it's going to remain!" You yelled. Then you rubbed an eyebrow aggressively in frustration. "There, is that enough angry foreplay for you? I'll be seething all--"

Seonghwa scooped you in his arms and brought you into his bedroom. It was gorgeous and immaculate but you don't get a chance to do any sight seeing. Seonghwa dumped you onto the mattress, and you landed with an oof. He waved his hands but he's not touching you, no, his phantom hands are unbuttoning your blouse and pulling up your skirt. You slapped at the hands but Seonghwa simply created more, with the purpose of pushing you down onto your back and pining your hands above your head.

"Let me take care of you, lover. I can give you untold pleasure. I can be everything you need. You'll never need anyone else." Seonghwa cooed. He moved to the side of the bed, knocking your knees apart once his phantom hands had pushed your skirt to your hips.

"Seonghwa--!!!" Your back arched suddenly as two hands pinched your nipples through your silk camisole under your blouse. "Call them off, you asshole!"

"Oh, I've been downgraded to asshole, how wonderful," Seonghwa mused. He removed the glove he had on his right hand. "Shall I take you from behind, like you prefer?" Seonghwa curved his hands behind your knees and pushed your legs upwards until you were bent in half and your knees were above your waist. "Or shall I sink into your wetness like this? Eye to eye."

"Seonghwa, it's not supposed to be like this," You insisted.

“Says you,” Seonghwa drawled, “I prefer this.”

His eyes took in how disheveled you looked, your nipples cute and perky from his phantom hands playing with you. Another set pulls and tugs at your underwear until your cunt is on view and it’s gleaming with wetness. “Look at how good you are for me. So wet and inviting. It’s almost as if you wanted this just as much as I do.”

There is simply no denying that this situation was beyond turning you on, and in this moment, you feared for your heart. Seonghwa was purring in your ear, so to speak, seducing you like he’s always known how to do, but it’s that tint of heart that keeps leaking out that terrifies you so. “I don’t want this to be more,” You blurted out suddenly.

Seonghwa smiled patiently. “More what?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about!” You accused him.

Seonghwa quickly licked your ankle, moaning quietly when he tasted your anger. “I want to hear you say it.”

The pair of phantom hands that had pulled your underwear to the side pulled your lower lips open as well. All Seonghwa had to do was pull out his cock and sink into you. Your body was completely open to him…but your heart was not.

“You can play with my body all you want,” You raised your chin stubbornly, “But you’re not getting my heart.”

Seonghwa smiled, close-lipped but satisfied, “So it’s a challenge then, is it?”

That sentence sent a shiver down your spine. “No! No, Seonghwa, that’s not a challenge!”

At last, Seonghwa finally undid the ties to his pants and pulled himself from the confines, heavy cock gently slapping his stomach. You couldn’t help but smack your lips together, well aware of how heavy Seonghwa’s cock could be against your tongue. Seonghwa laughed at your reaction. “You can’t very well have me both ways, lover.”

Your pout didn’t last for long because a phantom hand found your mouth and settled your oral fixation. Two fingers pressed down on your tongue and you sucked them eagerly. Seonghwa then pushed into you, slow and easy, hands holding your legs just under your knees as he filled you.

“You’re practically bent in half for me,” Seonghwa murmured, eyes hooded while looking down at you. “Taking my cock like it’s made a new home inside of you.”

You were effectively gagged so there was really nothing to do but take everything Seonghwa was giving you. The phantom hands still pinned your arms above your head and were still playing with your breasts, petting your underboob because your nipples were almost too sensitive now after all that play. The one in your mouth continued to make your moans muffled as Seonghwa bottomed out inside of you.

“Fuck, every damn time,” Seonghwa cursed, his eyes fluttering to roll into the back of his head. “I swear to god, I cannot get enough of you.”

You murmured around the phantom fingers, unable to focus on one thing. You were being stimulated in so many ways, it really was making you dumb. Still, Seonghwa rambled, sounding a bit pussy drunk if you were being honest.

“I’ll figure you out, my sweet little dream witch,” He groaned, thrusting slowly inside of you, pulling out almost all the way before pushing back in. “I’ll find the crack in your facade and I’ll widen it until you let me in.”

Your moans grew louder and finally the phantom hand in your mouth disappeared. “Don’t Seonghwa!” You begged.

"I'm gonna make you mine, lover," Seonghwa promised. He bit down on his lower lip, taking his sweet time making love to your body.

The phantom hands released your wrists and you immediately used your freedom to drag Seonghwa down to you, hands behind his neck. Seonghwa had to let go of your legs and braced himself with his arms so he wouldn't crush you. "Stop," You begged again.

"You sure you want me to stop fucking you when clearly you're feeling so good?" Seonghwa smiled cheekily. "You look good too. So flushed and messy, just for me."

"Seonghwa," You said his name in warning, "I swore I'd never fall in love again."

For a moment, Seonghwa’s eyes narrowed in anger. You saw his jaw tighten and his upper lip pulled into a sneer before he smoothed it all out. "Is it because of him?"

You sighed. Like you needed to give Seonghwa a reason to dislike Hongjoong anymore. "Hwa."

His eyes softened at the shortening of his name. "Yes, lover?"

“Let’s come, okay?” You beseeched him, “Can’t we just focus on the now?”

Seonghwa’s arms bent so that his forearms were braced against his bed now. He was so fucking close to your face that there was no avoiding him now. All the phantom hands are gone now. His eyes traveled over your face but you didn't dare break his gaze. “Okay, darling, we can come.”

Seonghwa began to move his hips again, his pelvis grinding into your clit, that you couldn’t help but let out another pitiful cry with the stimulation. Your pussy and clit were so swollen from everything that even the smallest movement gives you pleasure. Seonghwa slanted his mouth over yours, almost as if he wanted to consume all the noises of pleasure you were letting out. His tongue lazily played with yours but it was simply his goal to enhance your pleasure at this point.

"Come undone for me, lover," Seonghwa rubbed his lips against yours, "Show me how much power I still have over you. Your body is mine; it only listens to me. No one else can make you feel this way. Just me."

"Hhnnnnnn, Seonghwa!" You feel your pleasure build and you want nothing more than to climax and find that blessed release that is sleep after.

"Come on, little dream witch, come before I do, I don't know how much longer I can hold back before--!" Seonghwa let out a garbled yell as your climax hit you and took him with you.

Your body shook and your nerves lit up and you saw fireworks behind your eyelids. You were panting because the orgasm took that much out of you although all you did was lie there and beg and let Seonghwa fuck you. Seonghwa's climax had his back arched and his head thrown back. He was making low groans and you want to bite his neck, it looks so glorious. But you can already hear his teasing "Wanna mark me up, lover? What will the other teachers think, hmmm?" so you halt yourself from doing so.

Once the pleasure was out of the way, you felt awkward with Seonghwa still inside of you. It was a first and you know it was because of Seonghwa's less than subtle hints about his intentions with you. You just thought the headmaster had a damn breeding kink, you didn't think he actually wanted a family… with you?

"I…should go," You said hesitantly.

Seonghwa opened his eyes and stared at you, calculating something in his head.

“If you stay, I won’t figure out how to kill your captain tomorrow.”

“Seonghwa, please, how many times do I have to beg tonight? You’re not listening to me!”

“Stay the night. Let me have this. And I won’t kill Hongjoong for breaking your heart.”

“Fine. But I’m not happy about it.”

“That’s okay,” Seonghwa kissed the crown of your head, “I love the taste of your anger.”

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"So, is this the announcement where Seonghwa says he's disappointed his students haven't attempted to turn each other into squirrels yet this semester or?" You drawled to Mingi the next morning.

The entire school, students and staff, were to report to the Theatron for an important announcement from the Director.

Mingi laughed beside you. "I think, if he really wants to piss off the General, he might bring up the attempted demon summoning on the first day of school."

You laughed and then sighed. You wished you could smack your old self and tell you that one night stand should remain a one night stand. "I guess we'll--"

Your words were suddenly cut off as you saw someone else from your past at the school you worked at. “CHOI JONGHO?!”

You screamed the name of the dark haired man who you had been in the army with and ran to hug him, stopping only short of doing so, because Jongho was an empath; he could feel your emotions and thoughts through touch. “What are you doing here, Sprout?”

Jongho laughed in embarrassment. “No one has called me that in ages, Lieutenant.”

You couldn't contain the grin on your face. Jongho had been Hongjoong’s aid during the war. Jongho was indispensable with being able to sense a truth or a lie while Hongjoong interrogated prisoners, or, to simply be able to pick up on Hongjoong’s moods or needs, and help him in whatever capacity he could.

“Guess I’ll stop calling you Sprout when you stop calling me Lieutenant, Jongho. I’m not in the army anymore,” You said bitter-sweetly.

Jongho shook his head, “You’ll always be my Lieutenant to me.”

“Oh Jongho,” You ruffled his hair affectionately, “What are you doing here anyways? Do you always come with Hongjoong when he does his school trips?”

Jongho got somber. “That’s not for me to say,” He said, shaking his head.

You cocked your head in curiosity, “Well, that only makes me wanna know more.”

Jongho smiled tightly. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

Unfortunately for you, Hongjoong and Seonghwa spotted you at the same time as when you and Jongho approached the side of the stage where the faculty would sit while Seonghwa addressed the students, Mingi having been left behind and decided to chat up another professor. Both strode towards you with purpose and then exchanged unamused glances when they realized once again they were in competition for your attention.

“Lieutenant,” Hongjoong nodded formally to you, “I see you caught up with Sprout.”

Jongho made a pained face again. “Not you too, General.”

“I would have thought that Jongho would have moved up in rank by now,” You said, slightly perplexed.

“I have!” Jongho protested. He adjusted the pin over his heart. “I just decided to remain at Hongjoong’s side. There’s still work to be done.”

“What are you up to today, Kim Hongjoong?” You demanded, wanting to know the secret that Jongho was keeping for your Captain.

Seonghwa sent Hongjoong a calculating look. “You’re up to something today?”

“I have an important announcement to make,” Hongjoong revealed.

Seonghwa frowned heavily. “And you didn’t think that it was imperative to tell the Director of the School that you’re about to make this announcement beforehand?”

Hongjoong shook his head, “This should only be said once.”

Seonghwa drew himself up to his full height and authority. “You will tell me right now. This is my school.”

Hongjoong sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes. “I suppose I owe you that.”

Jongho frowned himself, squaring up, and looking like he was about to fight Seonghwa himself. “General, you don’t have to--”

Hongjoong put up a hand, halting Jongho’s protests. “It’s fine, Jongho.” He made direct eye contact with Seonghwa. “The Council has decided that I will be making a permanent residence here. They want me to begin teaching the students combat and strategy.”

Within seconds, Seonghwa had Hongjoong pushed up against a wall, forearm braced against Hongjoong’s windpipe. “You will not be teaching my students how to fight each other!”

Hongjoong let out a choked laugh. “They won’t be fighting each other.”

Before you realized what was happening, your body was in between the two of them. “Gentlemen, please! The students could be seeing this.”

Seonghwa let Hongjoong go, albeit a bit reluctantly. Anger radiated off of him, even you could feel that. “Why was I not informed?”

Hongjoong cleared his throat. “Well, I was going to tell you last night, but a demon at your door advised me you were predisposed.” Hongjoong’s eyes swung to you, “And you didn’t answer your door when I knocked.”

“That’s not important right now,” You deflected, “Why does the council want you to do that?”

Hongjoong breathed in deeply and then let it out. You had seen that look before… It was when he was about to tell you something important. “The Technomancers are coming.” ღPrevious Part| ღAll of the Parts | ღNext Part

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quitealotofsodapop · 7 months

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In honor of Halloween, which character(s) of LMK gets super extra about Halloween? Like the go all out, which decorations, elaborate costumes, and the like? Also, if a character would dress up for Halloween what they dress up as? I feel for some reason that Mei, or Red Son or both, would legitimately prank houses that don't give out candy, or give something dumb like toothbrushes, and go all out like their live or family honor depended on it.

Oh gosh both of the Monkey dads are terrible influences. Wukong hears "free candy" and he's pretending to be a child in a costume. Even worse in the Au since he demands "dad tax" for chaperone the kids, or might just pull a "dad outfit" for his own snacks. Probably the only one who actually likes getting fruit.

Macaque is super into the costume aspect, so he's up all night making custom outfits for the kiddos to wear. Stuff with practical effects that leave all the other kid's costumes in the dust. Bai He asked once for help choosing a witches' outfit, and Mac had to be talked down from giving her an actual enchanted broomstick.

MK is a sweet-fiend all throughout the halloween season. Gets really sad when all the halloween stock gets cleared out for xmas stuff. Was ok to stop trick-or-treating around the time he was old enough to chaperone the Eclipse Twins - still gets given candy sometimes by people who think he's just a tall teenager.

Mei and Red have a battle strategy for each place they hit up. A pre-game map of each available door since its harder to trick or treat in high-density areas. They negoiate homes that give out "bad candy" with good faith (dentists or old people) vs homes that are clearly just not in the spirit. Red misunderstands the level of "trick" at times, so Mei has to reel him back from breaking windows. Their "calling card" trick is a little graffiti of a dragon done in sugar syrup on the "bad houses" doors and/or walls. Their family honor is on the line if they dont' at least send a message.

Pigsy probably would close the shop for the night if not for little kids and their parents dropping by the shop for treats/dinner. He's gotten "too old" for the holiday and candy, but he still his a trick left up his sleeve. Probably helped Mei and red organise their first Big Prank.

Tang is deep into the horror media and telling the kids all the spookiest folklore stories. Probably even does a special reading corner event at the library to get his crypt-keeper vibe going.

Sandy loves the childhood aspect of halloween, but the gory stuff makes him quesy. And loud poppers/fireworks scares his cats. He'd probably stay indoors most of the time, but is happy to give out candy - most likely saltwater taffy.

The spider gang and the gold-silver twins, as you can imagine, are all running about having a terrific night of mischief and partying. Halloween is a BIG event in the demon world despite it's foreign influence. It's a night for cutting loose and letting your more trickster side out.

#lmk hcs #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk headcanons #qi xiaotian #sun wukong #liu er mihou #six eared macaque #long xiaojiao #lmk mei #lmk red son #lmk pigsy #lmk tang #lmk sandy #lmk spider gang #lmk jin and yin

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TWST x Kingdom Keepers #1

Idia Shroud

Welcome to my first official twst x kingdom keepers AU post!! I have,,, m a n y,,, thoughts for this AU, but my storyline for Idia is the most fleshed out right now. This is my VERY (very) rough sketch for him!!

AU/Character Notes below!!

Firstly…

What IS kingdom keepers?

It’s a book series from the early 2000s set in Disney World, but eventually expands to other disney locations as well. Following a group of middle schoolers, Disney has kids auditon to be part of their new “DHI” program (Disney Host Interactive), in which the kids will be motion captured and projected into the parks as holograms to act as virtual tour guides. However, the kids who become DHIs wake up in the parks in their hologram form after they sleep, and realize that all the rides/characters/animatronics/etc are REAL and come to life. Oh yeah also the disney villains have formed a coalition group called the Overtakers and they want to take over the world.

Obviously this series has some connections to TWST, so I think it’d be fun to explore the characters there! (Plus I make a TWST au for everything so-)

general au notes:

Scroll to next section if you just want AU Idia Lore!

these will be compiled in a master post later, but for some context here:

All characters are aged down in this AU!! First years are ages 11-12, second years are 13-14, and third years are around 15-16 (Leona being the oldest). There are some exceptions to this, though!

➡️➡️Ortho is 9 (truly a little baby😭😭). Lilia is 17, making him the oldest (ancient) member of the DHI kids.

Rather than just one area, the DHI gang were scouted/auditioned from all over the world. By chance, some of the characters already know eachother or are aware of eachother (similar to canon). When they all showed up for audiovisual recording to be done, it was a little chaotic.

In order to theme their hosts in accordance with the parks, these DHIs were assigned to different units that correspond to different disney properties.

Each unit acts as the hosts for different areas of the magic kingdom, corresponding to their theming. (Ex. Ignihyde/Tomorrowland) however, in later updates to these DHIs, and due to their popularity, guests can choose which DHI to interact with in ANY area of the park through their smartphones.

Unlike the original book, some DHIs were given altered appearances in order to better suit the theming (I.E, Heartslabyul members having card suit face paint, Ignihyde members having blue flame hair).

Each unit also has a unit leader, who serves as the default host selection in their respective regions. These are the house wardens in canon.

notes about Idia:

He is 15 in this AU! Still a gamer though.

His parents are pretty high and mighty in the tech industry, leading him and Ortho to be interested in pursuing it as well.

He’s always wearing the same exact pajamas, barring his constantly rotating armada of cringe 2010s hot topic anime tshirts. (Vil has tried to convince him to get some other clothes. This does not go well).

Him and Ortho made matching friendship bracelets for eachother when they were young, and haven’t taken them off since!

The yellow around his (and ortho’s) iris’ are almost neon, and will shine in the dark like an animals. This gives them a vaguely cat like appearance.

Him and Ortho were homeschooled through very expensive tutors, for better or worse (definitely worse)

Once they begin meeting the other DHI units, Idia begins sleeping with his noise cancelling headphones so they spawn in with him. These people are just too loud.

some Idia origin story notes (not everything!! I wanna write some fics detailing the events more):

The Shroud bros decided to audition to be DHIs out of their mutual want to “become heroes” like in their favorite games and Disney movies (and because they were interested in the new tech)

They both passed the audition, and recorded their lines and mocap stuff smoothly! Unfortunately, soon after the brothers were in an accident that left Ortho near death.

He survived, but has since been comatose, with the doctors projecting an extremely low chance of survival. Although Idia’s parents aren’t hopeful about the circumstances, they agree to keep him on life support because of Idia’s mental state.

(despite the tragic event, the Shroud bros DHIs roll out anyways, and Idia uses the money to pay off the hospital bills. His parents could afford it, but Idia feels responsible)

Since then, Idia has been staying with Ortho in the hospital, never once leaving his side. With his parent’s weight in medical tech, it was pretty easy to allow him to stay there.

When Idia wakes up in the park, the first thing he notices is that his DHI’s flaming blue hair seems to have carried to him. Naturally, he assumes he’s dreaming.

Not long after waking in the park, he felt a familiar tug on the back of his hoodie. Turning, he was face to face with Ortho. Notably, Ortho was completely inhabiting his holographic form, not wearing pajamas but dressed in the style of his DHI.

OK THATS ALL FOR NOW BYE FEEL FREE TO SHARE ANY THOUGHTS OR WHATEVER (scuttles away)

#twisted wonderland #twst au #idia shroud #ortho shroud #kingdom keepers #twst fanart #twst fic #twisted keepers AU #I feel insane for making this but I’m in too deep now

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cosmicellis · 9 months

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You go Muffin! Rescue Yuma

#yuma tsukumo #zexal #zexal au #card keepers au #card keepers au story

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twinkleember · 8 months

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A couple of turns later.

Just like in the original episode. That darn counter force was used.

#Card keepers AU Story #yugioh zexal #zexal #ygo zexal #Card Keepers AU #eric mifune OC #Megumi Takaki 'Snowdrop' OC #zexal astral #zexal oc #yugiohoc #dark mist #no.96 #black mist

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phoenixtakaramono · 7 months

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Writing Pattern Game

Thanks for the tag, @deliciouskeys (♛) and @plasticfangtastic (♛).

Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns!

Ah…. *side-eyes my total AO3 WIPs and Twitter threadfics* I can scrounge up 10. My “writing style” tends to reflect whose character’s POV it is and the atmosphere/ setting of the writing itself. Looking at these listed below from an objective standpoint, I think my pattern is the typical writing strategy us writers try to use to hook readers in. 🤔 I’dunno if it comes off that way on your guys’ side when you read through my stories. But I usually view the first paragraph as a window of opportunity to grab the reader's attention and have that hopefully stir enough interest to lead them right into the story. It is your first impression after all. :) I’ll show the first sentence to abide by the rules of this game (hehe)—but then strikethrough the following sentences after that, if it’s in the same paragraph, so you can see the following context.

(Symbol Key: ♛ - direct links you can click)

AO3 Stories

The Name of the Game (♛)

The Boys: Billy Butcher/The Homelander | John

Fine coils of gray smoke spiraled from the end of a dying cigarette, the ember buffeted from the winds by a black leather gloved hand. In the frigid overcast sky, the little ember sparked across half of the person’s sharply defined features. Rooted in place, this man was a sculpture hewn from rugged granite and adolescent dreams.

Truce (♛)

The Boys: Billy Butcher/The Homelander | John

When Homelander had first heard the news, he’d laughed. When no one joined in, his smile dulled. Looking Ashley Barrett in the eyes, he’d said, “You’ve got to be f*cking kidding me.”

The Untold Tale (♛)

SVSSS: Original Luò Bīnghé/Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū

Let it not be said that Shen Yuan didn’t know how to be an accomplished—arguably better—writer than his nemesis Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky.

A Prince and His Baron (♛)

Helluva Boss: Blitzo/Stolas Goetia

It was undeniable that there was an upcoming new threat in Hell, rivaling some of the realm’s most ancient fiends in ruthlessness despite his pedigree. Like a chaotic storm, his killing efficiency—a startling track record of a hundred percent hits and zero failures—made waves in demon society. His calling card was left behind at every crime scene: a business card or a horned smiley face doodled with the victim’s blood on the corpse. With the amount of dark energy consumed and the carnage wreaked and demonic pacts made, they cemented his candidacy as a new, potential Overlord of Hell.

Green and Gold (♛)

HP, InuYasha: Harry Potter/Sesshomaru

"We've arrived at the Higurashi Shrine, Pottā-sama," the Asian wizard moonlighting as a Muggle taxi driver said respectfully, pulling the car to a smooth stop along the curb. The stars stood out among the dark night sky, beautiful in this wondrous occasion. Dark eyes surveyed the still figure in the back seat, said infamous wizard who had his eyes closed throughout the long drive from the Apparition Point in the Narita Airport. With an awed smile, the young man lowered his gaze reverently from the Boy-Who-Lived. Turning the ignition off, he added, "I shall accompany you to the spiritual grounds as per Shacklebolt-san's request."

Finders Keepers (♛)

Borderlands, TFTBL: Handsome Jack/Rhys (Borderlands)

The storm of profanities died on his lips as Handsome Jack immediately performed a double-take at the man he’d nearly tripped over on his way to Hyperion’s artificial intelligence branch. The ECHO devices he’d been carrying were strewn all over the floor, with the bright light of personnel photos and the information he’d been reading now glaring up at the ceiling of the space station.

Twitter Threadfics

M3GAN AU (♛)

The Boys: Billy Butcher/The Homelander | John

One day, CIA agent Billy sees a life-sized male android from the company Becca works at. It’s handsome, it’s blond, and Billy’s creeped out that it’s in his girlfriend’s flat.

Fix-It AU (♛)

The Boys: Billy Butcher/The Homelander | John

The first time Homelander met William “Billy” J. Butcher isn’t the romantic spy thriller the media thinks it is. It’s not what his now-fiancé thinks either.

Sugar Baby AU (♛)

The Boys: Billy Butcher/The Homelander | John

It’s months in, and Homelander’s discovered the pleasure of being catered to by a handsome British expatriate whose c*ck is worth $7K per night.

Vampire & Lycan Hunter AU (♛)

The Boys: Billy Butcher/The Homelander | John

Chains rattle when Billy hears the screeches. Dark hair and loose articles are sent flying as a maelstrom of golden bats eclipses the balcony view.

Thoughts: Comparing the two categories above, I tend to get straight to the point for my threadfics—since I’m constrained by the wordcount—whereas for my AO3 stories I like to tease my readers in (hopefully hook you in and guide your eyes to the second paragraph and so on). At the very least, my sentences tend to be descriptive (lol, my word salads, haha) so I think I tend to describe the main character, give the first insight into the main character(s)’ personality you’ll be reading about, or tease the worldbuilding/ setting/ premise. I do see it as the introduction into the story so my thought process essentially goes: 1) it’s gotta be intriguing, 2) it gives the reader the general gist of what you’re probably getting yourself into, or 3) it ironically foreshadows a big narrative device later so if you wanna see how we get there, ✨you should follow along and read the story✨ hint hint nudge nudge.

I tag: @fuckingpajamas, @kosmochlor, @tzeentchs-secretary-tea-time, @officially-tilly, and feel free for anyone who wants to do this!╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ Only if you wanna!

#writing meme #writing #my writing #writing pattern game #ask #deliciouskeys #phoenix talks #I notice I have a lot more butchlander fics in my portfolio than in any other fandom I’ve written for *amused*#my brief impromptu vacation in the rarepair hotel somehow extended into what it is today haha #if you wanna see how I handle purple prose TUT is the golden child in my AO3 portfolio #after that is G&G (which is essentially a crackship that we treat seriously; it’s the reason why I made an AO3 & was my 1st popular fic)#TNotG is how I handle purple prose through a Western style & not the stylistic Chinese light novel style in TUT #G&G reflects modern juxtaposed against Japanese feudal fantasy #FK is my attempt at sci-fi #the threadfics are just how I usually write—but pared down to fit the twitter wordcount

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⚜️ Make a Man Disappear!

• General Audience, M/M, Nikolai Gogol x Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nikolai Gogol & Sigma (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nikolai Gogol & Ivan Goncharov (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nikolai Gogol & Oguri Mushitarou (Bungou Stray Dogs)

• Summary: What happened yesterday? Well, that's a long story. Nikolai avoided any thoughts that felt far too trapping, far too long.

• This post has been cross-posted on AO3. If you wish to make content inspired by this au specifically, please credit me.

[ID: Picture of a person in a suit with white gloves, tapping a magician's wand against a hat. The hat is glowing with magic.]

What happened yesterday?

Well, that’s a long story.

Nikolai avoided any thoughts that felt far too trapping, far too long.

He’d rather his thoughts to jump from one branch to the other, disappear inside a hat and reappear from a non-existent handkerchief, to float in the air and create bird-like shapes.

Nikolai didn’t want to gather his attention right now.

Instead, he ate half a pack of salty crackers, watered two out of the eight plants in the office and worked on a new card trick he had found on the internet for two hours.

Oh wait. That was ereyesterday.

Silly him.

Today, he did his old, old paperwork, and drank the tea Ivan had made.

...

Huh. Ivan never made him tea. But the cup on his desk was undoubtedly the fancy kind he used.

Does Nikolai look that pathetic today?

...Nikolai will think about it later.

For now, he’s gonna have his tea and what’s remained of the crackers.

“Cookies?”

Ah, even Sigma seems to be getting worried.

“Thanks, I have crackers.” Nikolai looks at the pack of crackers, thinks for a bit, then looks at Sigma. “Do you think it’s possible to make a love child biscuit out of crackers and cookies?”

Sigma looked surprised. Maybe because he hadn’t shouted “Quiz time!!” at the top of his lungs before asking the question (Oh, silly him, what a good opportunity wasted), but surprised faces are always worth it.

“...Wouldn’t eating both at the same time feel like eating the love child biscuit you’re talking about?”

“Intelligent answer!”

The worry in Sigma’s eyes hadn’t faded away yet.

Perhaps he needs to think about it later today.

“Gogol san?”

Nikolai turns around in his chair (two times, because it’s fun) and looks at Mushitaro, who’s standing in front of him with a confident yet nervous posture.

“Young man! Are you here for a quiz, or perhaps, to see a magic trick?~”

“Ah...actually...”

Nikolai tilts his head. Mushitaro sighs. It’s because of his untidy hair again, isn’t-

“Gogol san. I wanted to thank you for saving me yesterday. And, if there’s anything I can help with-“

“Ah, young Mushitaro!! No need to mention it!!”

Nikolai has to think about it now.

***

Nikolai knocks on the soft wood of infirmary’s door. Always a fine, distracting texture, complimenting the purple of his gloves in a way like he was meant to be here, knocking, all along.

“Enter,” answers a calm, sweet voice, already sending shivers down his spine.

It makes him feel helpless.

He didn’t like this trapping feeling.

But that’s an issue for another day, he decides and opens the door.

“What a pleasant surprise, Nikolai.”

Like something so obvious would be a surprise to Dos kun. Nikolai would scoff, if he wasn’t beaming already. Beaming is as easy as crying, for a clown like him.

“Is there anything you want?” Dos kun continues.

Anything he wants? Can he see Dos kun’s surprised face?

“I want to die.”

Dos kun’s eyes widen a little bit.

Nikolai already wants more.

“Kill me.” He offers his hand to Dos kun.

Even if Dos kun didn’t have an ability, Nikolai would still die by a touch of his hand.

That would just be too much for his heart.

Dos kun sits in front of him.

“Do you want to tell me what happened yesterday, before that?”

He figured Dos kun would ask this. He’d thought about it for a reason. And it’s not like Nikolai’s much of a secret keeper (because people can’t recognize the truth from the lie in his words anyway. But Dos kun is not people).

“You know that criminal I killed yesterday, Dos kun?” Nikolai’s eyes are hooked on Dos kun’s face, waiting impatiently for the surprise that might appear at his next sentence. “I didn’t kill him because I had to. I killed him because it was fun.”

No eyes widen.

No eyebrows are raised.

Not even his soft lips curl into each other.

...Did you predict this too?

“I understand.”

Of course you do. But please, Dos kun...

Dos kun’s hand reaches to take Nikolai’s offered one.

Act at least a little bit surprised.

#Nikolai gogol #nikolai bsd #bsd Nikolai gogol #Bsd fanfic #Bungou Stray dogs #Bsd #Fyogol #fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #fyodor dostoevsky #Fyodor bsd #Ivan bsd #Sigma bsd #Mushitarou bsd #fyodor x nikolai #fyolai

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Masterlist

A/N: I'm still building this. So, if you're looking for fics of mine and they are not linked below, they're coming soon! Check the tags on this post in the meantime to find them!

Bloodline Family Series

Features Roman Reigns, Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso & OCs

Welcome Home

Parent Conference

Embarrassing Moment

Parent Conference

Big Boy Simba

Just Say No 2

Just Say No 3

Just Say No 4

Fed Up 1

Fed Up 2

A New Leaf

Wait … Before You Hit Me

Guess What

Fight

M&M’s

Freshmeat

House Party

Simba’s First Date

Heartbreak Pt. 1

Heartbreak Pt. 2

Clumsy

Studying

Fan

Daddy’s Got You

Todd

Throuple

Meet the Family

Meet the Washingtons

What’s Done in the Dark

Comes to the Light

Birthday Girl

Early Christmas Gift Planning

Dinner & Dessert

New Blessings

Congrats, Grad

Attack

Attack 2

Attack 3

Old Wounds

Old Wounds II

Old Wounds III

Tha Block is Hot

Knock, Knock

Goin’ Off

Lines

Dinner

Surprise

Boxes

Well

Let’s Talk

Draft Night

Bloodline Family Series Shorties

Features Roman Reigns, Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso & OCs

Do You Want It I’ll Buy It For You

Smoke

Haleigh & Carlito

Auntie A

You Don’t Have To Do All The Things You Do

I’m Not Gonna Stop Poking You

I Fell in Love With My Best Friend

It’s A Real Shame No One Asked For Your Opinion

You’re So Cute When You Pout Like That

That doesn’t Even Make Sense

Facetime

Child is Sick & Wants Daddy

Bedtime Temper Tantrum

Parental Paragraph

Is That Mistletoe?

My Parents Will Love You, Don’t Worry

Let’s Bake Cookies!

I Want A Picture with Santa

Daddy, Can you Help Me Write A Letter to Santa?

I Don’t Sing

Baby, Help Me Write Christmas Cards

It’s 1AM, Get Up!

Bloodline Family Series AU

Features Roman Reigns, Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso & OCs

Netflix and …

Privacy

Family Ties

Spinoff from BLFS

(I wrote all fics linked here but this series is co-run with @annoyedkayah2395, go to her blog for the installments that she's written)

Practice

First Day In Cali (Goes with “Todd”)

Video

Cali

1+1=3

Just Because

Coping

Hear Me Out

Carlito’s First Sleepover

Girl Talk

Let Me Tell You

Morgan & Chenice

Nightmare

Father’s Day Prep

Come Get Her

Family Court

Story Time

Dreamin’

Storm

Pop Up

Tragedy

Hey Alexa

Family Ties AU

(I wrote all fics linked here but this series is co-run with @annoyedkayah2395, go to her blog for the installments that she's written)

Water Balloons

But …

Studio

Co-Parenting

BLFS//FT Crossover

Excuse Me Miss

Icky

Haleigh’s Appointment

Man to Man

Jealous

Charlotte

BBQ

Home Alone

Grandpa King’s Farm

Sour Patch Kid

Birthday Party

Mama Tasha

Caught

Like It?

BLFS//FT AU Crossover

Haleigh’s Visitor

New Kid on the Block

One

Two

Three

Late

Mommy

Gifts

Unicorns & Rainbows

Awkward 2

Movin’ Out

Get Right

My Baby

Visiting

Responsibility

I’m Sorry

Mama Bear

Stop!

I’m Fine

Take Care of It

Runaway Bride

Firsts

Disrespect

First Trip

Kid Free

Have & Have Nots

(I wrote all fics linked her but this series is co-run with @annoyedkayah2395, go to her blog for the installments that she's written)

Officially A Malone

Gotta Go

Bonding

Confrontation

Mind Your Business

Emergency

Recovery

Pop Up

Formal Introduction

The Real Her

My Brother’s Keeper

Family Time

Father

Let’s Talk

The Morning After

Night Out

Checkmate

Saturday

Engagement Dinner

Another Emergency

Beat Down

Sweeties Day

Creepin’

What Are You Doing Here?

Skeletons 2

Why

For You

Blood

To Zion

WTF

First Day

Warning

Just In Case

Lunch

Dumb Broad

Lil Thug Life

Moving

Old Friends

Prep

A Tragic Day

Savannah

Thin Ice

Empty House

Officer

Full Story

Family Dinner

The Last Straw

Listen

Leaving

Unbelievable

Oops

Gee Wiz, It’s Christmas

Oh You Forgot?

Guests

Coach

Who Is She?

I’m Pregnant

Conley

Sneaky

Back In Town

Stop Playin’ With Me

Oliver & Company

Unbothered

Nerves

Plan B

Back Off

Sistas

The First Baby

Switch

You’re …

Caught

Enough

Sibling Rivalry

Another Willis

Have & Have Nots AU

10 Seconds

Trouble Man

Awkward

Be Nice

Dumbass

Tyson

New Leaf

One

Two

Just The Two of Us

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Seven

Eight

Nine

Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

Fourteen

Fifteen

Sixteen

Seventeen

Eighteen

Nineteen

Twenty

Twenty-One

Twenty-Two

SVU

Familiar Face

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Trial Prep

A Special Victim

The Things We Have to Lose (Pt. 1)

The Canary

Features Roman Reigns & OCs

One

We All Want Love

Features Roman Reigns & OCs

Cast

Chapter One

Line in the Sand

Features Tama Tonga & OCs

One

Two

Three

Four

Five (Pt. 1)

Five (Pt. 2)

Six

Seven

Eight

Empire

(I wrote all fics linked her but this series is co-run with @annoyedkayah2395, go to her blog for the installments that she's written)

Prince of Rap

Group Project

Condo

Come Here

Faded Memories

Ghost

Come Clean

Ghost 2

Rocky

Meeting Ms. Taylor

McIntyre Family Series

Features Drew McIntyre, Montez Ford & OCs

Temper Tantrum

First Night Home

Bonding Time

Daddy, Can You Help Me Write A Letter to Santa?

I’m Pregnant

My Parents Will Love You

Is That A Mistletoe?

Sleeping Headcanon

Anger Headcanon

Kissing Headcnnon

New Years #4

Main Event

Champ

Champ 2

Deja Vú

Features Florian Munteanu & OCs

One

Two

Three

Four

Shorties

Daddy Daughter Time (Seth Rollins)

Twitter Fingers (Tama Tonga)

Baby’s First Shots (Tama Tonga)

Temper Tantrum (Samoa Joe)

First Day of School (Tama Tonga)

Baby’s First Doctor’s Appointment (Jeff Hardy)

Nightmare (Tama Tonga)

Child is Sick (Jeff Hardy)

Breakfast Time (Samoa Joe)

Daddy Daughter Bonding (Jinder Mahal)

Parental Paragraph (Big E)

Director's Commentary

Haleigh & Messiah

Jey & Apryl

Roman & Kandice

Best & Worst Traits of Characters

Drew & Danica

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