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qqueenofhades · 3 years

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It's so good to have you back! I actually went and got myself a tumblr account in the meantime, so now I can properly follow you instead of just lurking anonymously 😄 Don't have an actual prompt for you, although I saw that you've been watching shadow and bone, and I'd certainly love to read anything you write about those guys if you happen to feel like it 😇 In any case, welcome back, and it's great to hear that things are looking up for you ❤

Haha, thanks! Since you didn’t specify a prompt, and because people seem very excited about this Helnik modern AU that is, to nobody’s surprise, becoming a full-length fic, I will give you an excerpt from chapter one for Important Reasons.

Nina boots up the secured OS, opens Tor, and navigates to a secured messaging site, accessed via a one-time key that will deactivate when used (another one of Jesper’s inventions) and randomly generate a new encryption code that she has to access elsewhere. The Crows have gotten very good at not putting all their eggs in one basket, but when you run a successful grey-hat hacktivist collective that has made a specialty out of pissing off powerful people (including in this very country), it’s a necessary fact of life. There are five of them: Nina herself, Inej Ghafa, Jesper Fahey, Wylan Van Eck, and the boss, Kaz Brekker. It took a long time for them to reveal real names; for the first few years, they communicated only under pseudonyms. Nina is “Heartrender.” Inej is “Wraith.” Jesper is “Sharpshooter,” and Wylan is “Runaway.” As for Kaz, their mysterious, mercurial man-in-charge who was teaching himself C#, Java, and VBScript at twelve, running Nazi-doxxing ops with Anonymous and Bellingcat at sixteen, and establishing himself as the head of his own feared gang of cyber-criminals at eighteen, he’s “Dirtyhands” or sometimes simply “The Bastard.” The epithet is apt. You don’t survive in this life by making friends or trusting your enemies, and Kaz has a knack for not doing either. Not that Nina’s about to complain. God knows, especially now, she could use a little ruthlessness.

She signs onto the Crows’ dedicated chat channel and sends an innocuous-looking phrase about bad weather which actually means, “I am in deep shit and need to talk to someone right now.” Then she waits, staring at the screen, wondering how long it’ll take to be answered. Kaz and Inej are currently based in Amsterdam, an hour behind, which isn’t too bad. They’re probably awake, not least since neither of them keep a remotely standard schedule, but there are any number of other things they could be doing, most of which are flagrantly illegal. But it’s only ten minutes or so until Nina’s notifications ping, and a message pops up:

Wraith: I’ll call you. Give me a couple min.

Heartrender: Primary phone got snatched. Use burner.

Wraith: Oh shit. Nvm. Calling now.

With that, it’s no more than a few seconds until Nina’s burner phone starts buzzing, she fumbles a little as she grabs it, and tucks it under her ear. “Inej?”

“Nina?” Her best friend sounds understandably worried. “Are you all right? What’s going on?”

“I – ” Nina’s relatively sure that the FSB doesn’t have a fix on this crappy throwaway phone, since she changes the SIM card every month, gets a new number, and otherwise does her best to make sure they don’t, but deeply ingrained habits are not easily shaken. She shoots a glance at the door, making sure her parents aren’t listening. Finally, having been assured that this call is as free of outside interference as can ever be assured in the modern world, she says, “I got busted last night. Big time. They meant business.” There’s a quaver in her voice. She chokes it down.

“Oh Nina, no. Did they hurt you?”

“No, but they – like I said, they were not screwing around. They openly threatened to send me to IK-2 if I kept doing my stuff, and – I’m not giving up. You know I’m not. But it might… it might be time to get out of Russia for a while.”

“Where are you now? Are you safe?”

“At my parents’ house. My backup gear is here. But there’s no way I can work here. They don’t know the half of it, and if they did, they would hit the roof. I don’t have anywhere else I can think of, and…” Nina trails off. “Is there any way I can come to Amsterdam with you?”

“I don’t know.” Inej is clearly thinking hard. “The Crows aren’t exactly a registered company that can offer you a work visa. Kaz is Dutch, obviously, but he could probably only sponsor you for permanent settlement if he married you, and I doubt you want that – ”

“I doubt you want it either – ”

“I have right to remain, at least until Brexit goes through,” Inej says, evidently deciding to power right on past that comment and pretend she didn’t hear it. She and Kaz might be living together, and obviously devoted to each other, but they’re still not yet at the “actual relationship” stage of things, and for all Nina knows, they might never be. “Unless – wait.”

“What?”

“I was joking about Kaz marrying you,” Inej says slowly. “But what if it’s not such a bad idea?”

“What? No. I am not marrying Kaz!”

“Not him,” Inej says. “Someone else. Someone with a non-Russian passport who could theoretically get you out of there. It would be hard, and we’d have to do some work to make the relationship look real, but Jesper could help with whatever we needed forged. Have we ever mentioned Matthias Helvar to you?”

“Matthias who?”

“I’ll take that as a no. He’s another one of Kaz’s… contacts. Norwegian. We helped him get out of jail a year ago, and he owes us a big favor. He’s also stupidly honorable, unattached, and probably pathologically unable to resist helping a lady in distress.” To Nina’s horror or her hope, Inej sounds like she is actually considering this. “If he married you, he might – ”

“If he what? He was in jail?” Nina is aghast. “So he’s a criminal?”

“You know,” Inej says, bone-dry. “We’re all criminals.”

“Yes, but if he was in jail, that means he got caught, and that means he’s a stupid criminal. I could marry a criminal, but I draw the line at a stupid criminal.”

“He wasn’t – it was complicated.” Inej’s tone portends a very long story they definitely do not have time to get into. “Anyway, Kaz helped get him out, and he lives in Oslo now. You could do a lot worse than Norwegian spousal citizenship.”

“This is insane,” Nina says weakly. “Is he ugly? He must be ugly.”

“Really.” Despite the gravity of the situation, Inej is definitely trying not to laugh. “That’s your objection? For the record, no. He’s not ugly. He’s just your type.”

“Oh. Oh, like that’s any better. He can’t possibly be my type. Inej – ”

“Look,” Inej interrupts. “Do you want to get arrested or not?”

“No,” Nina says meekly. “No, I really don’t.”

“So should I ask him?”

This is nuts. This is nuts this is nuts this is nuts this is nuts. Especially since Nina genuinely is starting to play the idea around in her head. Just for a moment. That’s all.

“Maybe,” she says, after a very long pause. “But I am not necessarily agreeing to this.”

“Of course not.” Inej sounds annoyingly smug. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

#fic prompts #helnik #modern au #mykingdomcomeundone #ask

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crowsent · 4 years

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👶,⭐,💘, and💻. Love you!!

thank you for ask anon! writer ask game is here if yall wanna send in something. still taking asks for these btw

👶- advice for new writers =

yall this is hella fucking generic but PRACTISE. theres a reason almost literally every writer on tumblr gives the advise of “practise practise practise” and that reason is it works. practise doesnt mean ‘oh just write bc youll automatically get better over time’ it means ‘write bc if you dont, you wont figure out what you need to improve.’ did yall know that i literally had no sentence variation in the past? i started every sentence with [character name] or [character pronoun] and i didnt realise until i was 15/16 and i only realised bc i started writing a lot.

i think there’s a fear of failure with new writers. there’s this lingering doubt of “what if its not good?” and boy howdy i will answer that question right fucking now. it wont be good. when i compare my current work to my earlier work, my earlier work sucked fucking shit. i spelled soldier with a fucking ‘j’ and i had no idea what the hell a point of view was. and thats okay. whoever tells you that youre going to perfect writing is a fucking liar. there is no perfecting writing. 20 years from now, imma look at the writing from today and im gonna think it sucks shit. writing is a process. its a craft. you get better and better over time and the way you get better is by experimenting w different styles, different genres, different ways of writing.

and the only way you can experiment and improve is through practise. in video games, especially rpgs (which are my favourite kind of video games), you struggle in the early game. youre at a low level, you dont have good equipment, you have a hard time moving to the next area. but the only way you progress is by grinding, gaining levels, and getting stronger. same w writing. if youre a level 1 writer, just starting out, no idea what to do, just experiment. fuck around a bit. write crackships, write rarepairs, write niche self-indulgent reader/character fics. at the end of the day, you should write for yourself. its good and cool if other people like your stuff and validate all your hard work, but at the end of the day, the one who should enjoy your writing the most is yourself.

you WILL mess up and you WILL struggle, but thats the only way you can improve. i struggle with pacing the most. still do. but others might have pacing down pat and struggle instead with word choice or pov or something else. cant figure out where you need to improve if you dont write, so just practise and worry about all the fine print later

⭐️- how do you get your inspiration? =

this is definitely not universal, but i just sit on my bed, close my eyes, and meditate. cycle through all my emotions and thoughts and filter them out. then i just toss everything out the damn window. like. id just meditate for a while, focus on breathing, on experiencing the present, picture a field and a tree and myself and breathe. thoughts fly by and i let them happen but dont focus on it.

meditating gives me some semblance of emotional control bc i normally have none, and it gives me kind of this space. this safe space that only exists for me and me alone. so i use that space to let the world drift away. just me and my thoughts and sometimes, those thoughts end up being good writing ideas. but i usually meditate for a set amount of time. like 15 minutes or 30 minutes so i dont write until i finish meditating.

then when i get out of my headspace, i open up my laptop and see what i remember. thinking too hard about something causes it to muddy up. same with art. in digital art, artists flip the canvas to refresh their eyes, see if there’s anything weird or wonky about the illustration that they normally dont see bc theyve gotten used to it. flipping the canvas is like giving our eyes a jumpstart and lets us see what we could do better. in traditional art, its turning the canvas this way and that or repositioning yourself. meditating is like that. a break. a cleanse. a kind of pause where you dont think about anything and just try to process what you already have. you relax and kind of let yourself float down a river of thoughts and sometimes, a fish would jump out of that river and youd go “hey, thats a good idea. i should try that” so when you get out of the river, youre refreshed and ready to go.

same principle with showers. more ideas come to you in the shower when you dont have anything to write with bc youre not thinking about it. youre not focusing on finding inspiration or motivation so ideas naturally flow through you. you know that feeling when you want to do x then someone comes along and says “hey you should do x” and suddenly all motivation to do x leaves? same w your brain. focus too much on “i should be writing” or “i want inspiration” and its never gonna come. just let things happen. at least, thats how i do it. some people might get inspiration by reading or watching tv. everyones different so if thats not what works out for you, dont feel pressured to try my method

💘- what’s your favorite AU? Least favorite? =

magic au. specifically fantasy au set in like a pre-modern era. shows like avatar where theres all this magic and fantastical beasts and so on and so forth. semi-modern like six of crows and nevernight are great too. i want that magic to be woven into people’s lives. harry potter is okay but there’s like this separation between magic and muggle. there’s this feeling of “magic” but like as a tool. like a spoon or a gun or a shovel. i want magic au’s that are INTEGRATED with the world its set in.

like in atla, earth kingdom people have trains they move with bending while fire nation people have machines powered by heat and steam. both correspond to their bending and makes sense for the world they live in. but if your plot is like harry potter and its less worldbuilding and more action, then there’s this book series called seasons rising (read it. so good) where there’s a bunch of spells but the spells have character. the people using the spells GIVE it character and it feels much more intimate. pokemon does the whole fantasy mixed w reality better. give two trainers the exact same pokemon and by the time that pokemon reaches lvl 50, its gonna have a different moveset, different fight style, etc bc it was shaped by the world and people around it. i like harry potter but tbh it could have been so much better

for the least favourite au, it’s A/B/O i dont like the whole “omegas are only good for breeding hurr durr” and “alphas are violent and aggressive and cant control themselves around omegas” thing and it squicks me out. major squick. i read the original harry potter squick (THAT one. yeah. you know the one) and i still hate a/b/o more. i get why people like it, and there are one or two fics set in a/b/o au that i enjoy reading, but as a whole, i severely dislike a/b/o fics.

the themes are squick, the character dynamics get so messed up, and shipping dynamics (bc a/b/o fics usually have shipping) just get so blown out of proportion. there are so many a/b/o fics that turn ooc or the character interpretations radically change or something else. no hate against a/b/o fans bc yall are amazing for writing/drawing yalls au. there are things that you can only do in this setting and exploring those things can be incredibly fun for people, but for me personally, its not an au i like to visit.

💻- three works of yours that are must reads =

i. dont know what fandom youre in anon or your genre preferences. so ill just rec you one fic for a different fandom each with kind of different genres. ts masterlist is on my side @hufflepuff-deceit and regular fanfic masterlist is on my writing blog @crownonymous

(BNHA) Viper. its my first serious attempt at fanfic in YEARS and its my baby. currently has 7 chapters, i havent updated it in a while bc im hyperfocused on ts rn, but i love it to bits. its just all of my fav bnha fics crammed into one fic. quirkless kind of villain izuku with stain as a mentor as they work together to bring light to the injustices of hero society and where bakugos bullying has visible and long-lasting repercussions? sign me the fuck up. you can read it on ao3 HERE bc its not on tumblr. kind of fast-paced, has a lot more action scenes than anything else ive written. heavy plot-wise but has a lot of humour and comedy to break things up

(Kimetsu no Yaiba) I Pray To God He Hears You. not related to my other kny fic oleander which is a multichap retelling au. iptghhy is a standalone one-shot and kind of a character study on one giyuu tomioka. i love him so much. giyuu is my baby and i adore him. so of course i wrote a sad fic focusing on him. well technically, the fic focuses on giyuu AND his relationships. SPOILERS for chapters 130 and 131 of the manga. focuses mostly on giyuu and sabito, but there’s a fair bit of giyuu and tanjiro and urokodaki. you can read it HERE bc this is also not on tumblr. also deals with heavy things but more emotion-wise since it doesnt have that much of a plot. loss. grief. moving on. survivors guilt. that kind of stuff. very sad. hurt but with comfort, especially at the end.

(Sanders Sides) Logan’s Birthday Fic: Logicality. just what the title says. i wrote 5 different fics and published them all on logans bday but the logicality one received the most feedback and honestly? the cutest of the bunch. its gonna be crossposted onto ao3 but for now, you can read it HERE on my ts sideblog. theres no plot since its literally just domestic and relationship fluff. and puns. patton is in the fic, theres gonna be puns. nothing but good things and warm feelings bc logan deserves it.

thank you so much for such interesting asks anon! i enjoyed answering these. have a lovely day!

#crowsas answers #kny #bnha #sanders sides

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arofili · 5 years

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all of the silm asks.

river we can’t keep doing this,

1. Have you ever called out a friend or a relative in front of a bunch of people? What happened?lmao no??? what kind of question is this??

2. What are your three most valued possessions?uhh idk, ever since i got robbed last year i feel like i realized that the things i valued most aren’t...tangible? like everything is replaceable, basically. i mean i like having stuff, dont get me wrong, and getting robbed sucked, but. i guess my phone and my laptop and my notebook? i use those things to connect with people and my notebook is full of stuff i haven’t backed up anywhere else yet. but once i get it in The Cloud, all i really need is my google account tbh

3. Do you have any enemies?uhhh not to my knowledge hjhfjhfd

4. Fëanor, Fingolfin or Finarfin - who are you most like in real life?lmao finarfin probably. i try not to be a Big Idiot and i follow rules and i’m not the most adventurous. tho i probably have some nolofinwean traits too, if i say i’m gonna do something i will stick to my word

5. Best canon ship in the Silm?do turin and beleg count? no? okay, in that case probably aegnor and andreth. (i’m a slut for doomed interspecies relationships, dont judge)

6. Best m/f ship?uhh, this one was harder than i thought it would be! since i already said aegnor/andreth... i know i really like the canon peredhel ships so elwing/earendil and elrond/celebrian are very good! and i think caranthir/haleth is really interesting too, but i don’t see them as romantic

7. Best f/f ship?hmnnn... i mean ALL the f/f ships are so good! i guess- nienor/finduilas is some Good Shit right there, and i’ve always liked anaire/earwen!

8. Best m/m ship?answered here!

9. Best canon friendship?uhh, all of them?? ok but: luthien and huan,, my HEART! (also aredhel and celegorm and curufin!!)

10. What made you read the Silmarillion in the first place?the fandom, tbh! when i got into the tolkien fandom thru the hobbit movies i devoured all the content i could but i never thought i would be a silm person, but then all the posts seemed so interesting and i was starting to enjoy the silm by proxy and fanon so i decided to read the silm and never looked back :’)

11. Ainulindalë and Valaquenta - yay or nay?i mean they are definitely the least interesting parts of the silm, so nay? i’m not really sure what this is asking? i don’t think they’re pointless or anything, but i cam here for the ELVES

12. If you had to describe yourself with a character from Tolkien’s works, who would it be?answered here!

13. Where in Middle-Earth would you most like to live?answered here!

14. Who is your dream partner from Tolkien’s works?they are all such DISASTERS...i’d be lying if i said it wasn’t gimli and/or fili though, lol (in an aro way, ofc)

15. Which two characters would you want as friends to defeat Voldemort with?luthien and ... finrod! both very powerful and good people!

16. Your opinion of Eru Ilúvatar?i don’t think he can be judged by human standards, because he’s so inhuman. like, elves are kind of Super Special Magic Humans but Eru and the Valar are so far removed from that... I don’t think Eru is evil or anything like that. i think the valar can’t really understand the Children and their conflicts come from that - idk about Eru, though, we don’t see a lot of him. he seems very powerful and absent, i guess? he only really intervenes when the situation is Truly Dire and then he shows more of a force of unimaginable power than like, divine mercy or anything

17. Favourite AU setting?i really like the two-steps-to-the-left-of-canon AU settings where everything is juuuusst slightly more magical than it is in canon and things like wraiths and revivification are more commonplace. that may be cheating though so i got to say that i’m always here for scifi/space AUs! (normally i’d go right to modern AU but i feel like because of lifespans, modern AUs fall apart with the silm unless you’re going very small-scale with them)

18. Favourite crack pairing/concept/headcanon?“crack” is weird in the silm because of the dubious canonosity of Literally Everything... my fav ~crack~ pairing is probably turgon/finrod but that has evolved from “crack” to “rarepair hell” for me lmao. i also really love @princess-faelivrin‘s fin-galad headcanon! and i am currently daydreaming about some way that nienor is connected to goldberry - oh and tar-miriel as the witch-king is always a good one. really, anything that keeps the ladies alive for longer!

19. First, Second or Third Age?i mean they all have their good parts, but like... first age, probably. third age has gigolas and all the characters from the hobbit, which is tempting, but there’s just so MUCH to work with in the first age! second age is neat too but i’m not really a numenor person so...

20. Funniest moment in the Silm?tie between turin throwing the cup at saeros and “GET THEE GONE FROM MY GATE, THOU JAIL-CROW OF MANDOS”

(if turin and feanor ever met, arda would collapse)

21. Saddest moment?i mean, turin killing beleg always fucking gets me, but also maedhros’s suicide and also the nirnaeth arnoediad and also just the whole fucking book!!!

22. Do you read/understand/speak any of the languages or alphabets?lmao no!! with resources i can put together names for folks and i can recognize certain elements of words, but that’s about it.

23. Who is Gil-galad’s father?i’m throwing my hat in the ring for Orodreth, but that’s only when i don’t want to make it like, a Thing. i really love explorations of this uncertainty (@elvntari‘s gil-galad fic springs to mind, as does @thishazeleyeddemon‘s lalwen theory, maybe with cirdan as the dad, and fin-galad is again a blessed concept) and i’m also very fond of the idea that his parentage is “no one in particular” and that he just stepped forward to claim the throne when no one else wanted it. really i’m open to every interpretation! except fingon. i don’t think it’s fingon. i mean, it could very well be that fingon is his dad as in he’s the one who raised him and claimed him, but if we’re going biologically i don’t think fingon contributed any genetic material to gil-galad

24. Angbang, Russingon or Silvergifting?i mean this is a no-brainer. of course it’s russingon! i do enjoy angbang and silvergifting, but like cmon.one of these days i’d love to write a really long angbang fic detailing everything btwn them, probably mostly from mairon’s pov, from ainulindale to the fourth age but that would be an undertaking. i do have a lot of tiny ideas for them that would be fun to weave together. as for silvergifting, just...poor tyelpe. poor dude. but i am suuuuch a slut for russingon lmao.

25. What would you most like to see in a tv series or film based on the Silmarillion?i would LOVE to see a book-accurate version but like. that’s VERY unlikely. a COH adaptation would be neat but probably too dark to make it to audiences without being seriously watered down. Beren and Luthien might be able to do it, if they could condense the supporting lore around the story. that’s really the problem with the silm - it’s like a greek myth in it’s epic sprawl. there’s so much story that you can’t really take just one aspect of it to the screen without taking all of it. if you don’t know about the silmarils you can’t do B&L, if you don’t know about the nirnaeth and the histories of nargothrond and doriath you can’t do COH, if you don’t know about the sundering and the exiles you can’t do literally anything tbh.BUT i would love a COH adaptation, if it’s done right. or a very ~experimental~ take on B&L. i have a lot of ideas of how to incorporate all the different versions of that story into one cohesive canon... ok i admit it i just want to see telvido on screen!!! and also werewolves are neat!!

also i’ve said it before but a 3-act play set in numenor....HMM that would be some good hsit. really, i think the mariner’s wife would make an excellent drama, but again there’s so much CONTEXT around numenor!the 3 acts would be 1. elros’s transformation into tar-minyatur (there’s so many possibilities to explore! it’s basically uncharted waters once you get to the details!) 2. the mariner’s wife (a pretty faithful adaptation, also tar-meneldur’s monologue when he passes the scepter on to aldarion is just. WRITTEN to be performed on stage imo) and 3. akallabeth (again, lots of ways this could go. i also think it would be really neat to double cast elros and pharazon. and sauron should be double cast too, though idk who as.)

anyway, wow this got long, oops. i have a LOT of silm opinions!!

#tmi anna #ask games #ty river ilysm <33 #long post #cirth ithil #answers

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a-splash-of-stucky · 7 years

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Not Your Type

Pairings: Engineer!Wanda x Actress!Reader

Summary: Your friends cannot believe that you, of all people, ended up with a geek.

Warnings: Implied/referenced sex, potentially some language,

Notes: For @bookybuns‘ fic fest. My prompt was: S/he is really nerdy and you’re really popular and everyone’s confused as to how you two are in a relationship.

Okay, I kinda feel like this prompt is perhaps more suited to a high school/college AU, but that’s not my jam, so I took it down another road. Takes place in a modern/no powers AU — hopefully it still works!

I will be completely honest: my initial idea was for a pre-serum!Steve x Reader one-shot, but when I started writing, it didn’t work out. After much deliberation, discarded drafts and tears later, here is what I came up with. My first Wanda x Reader fic. Enjoy :)

The arrival of your guests is signalled by the loud ringing of your buzzer. You dash over to the door, throwing it open with a dramatic flourish.

“Enter, good fellows,” you say solemnly, adding to your theatrics with an exaggerated bow. Bucky snorts, stepping past you and making a beeline for the TV to get the DVD set up. Tonight is movie night, and as it’s Sam’s turn to pick, you're all being subjected to yet another re-watch of Forrest Gump.

Steve brushes past you, Natasha hot on his heels. He has a carrier bag filled to the brim with various kinds of junk food in one hand. “You in a medieval play or something?” Steve asks amusedly, as he brings the bag over to the coffee table.

“Nah,” you drawl, moving to help Sam bring in the pizza boxes, kicking the door shut with your foot. “But we’re thinking of it. Maria’s got some ideas for a script,”.

Natasha sets two bottles of vodka — the good stuff, imported from Russia — down on the coffee table, then curls up on the overstuffed armchair that she always claims on movie nights. “Why do you look so happy, Y/N?” she asks curiously, folding her fingers under her chin, “What’s got you in such a good mood?”

“Oh, nothing,” you reply airily, even though that’s an outright lie. You tug on the neckline of your oversized sweater, readjusting it self-consciously in the hopes that no one will spot the purpling hickey on your collarbone.

“Nothing?” Nat echoes, picking up on the unusual tone in your voice. “You’re not acting like it. I think something’s up,”.

“Someone remind her that this is not a detective show,” Sam sighs, as he helps you set out the boxes of pizza. You force out a laugh, hoping that it will be enough to throw Nat off your scent.

“Is it something to do with work? You got a big part for once, or something?” asks Steve, who is busy arranging the rest of the food on the remaining space on the coffee table.

“Yeah,” you reply immediately, mentally thanking Steve for coming to your rescue, albeit unknowingly. You fill in the terse silence that follows by helping Steve and Sam finish laying out the array of food. This ensures that your back is turned to Nat, preventing her from being able to see your face and make any further deductions. Why does she have to be so good at reading you?

“Can you tell us anything about it?” Bucky calls, talking over his shoulder as he turns the TV on and starts to tinker with the settings.

“Uh—I’m...not allowed to say anything,” you mumble haltingly.

“When’s that ever stopped you from telling us before?” Steve asks, one eyebrow quirking up in surprise.

“Yeah, you literally give jack shit about confidentiality agreements, Y/N,” Bucky adds.

Damn, they’ve got you there. You hesitate for a moment, chewing on the inside of your cheek as your brain scrambles to come up with a response. A startled yelp escapes your throat when you feel a hand on your shoulder, yanking aside the neckline of your sweater—

—to expose the hickey and therefore the secret you’d been fighting to keep.

“Oh my god,” Nat breathes, seeing straight through your sham and figuring out exactly what your secret is. “You got laid, Y/N, and laid good,”.

“Natasha!” Steve cries exasperatedly, standing up to go sit on the couch.

Bucky snickers, “Oh, don’t be such a prude, Stevie. You take pictures of half-naked people on a weekly basis,”. He’s done fiddling with the settings on your sound system now, so stands up to grab a slice of pizza.

“That’s different!” Steve splutters indignantly, cheeks flushing in embarrassment. “That’s for work, Bucky, this is Y/N’s private life,”.

“Which we all now want to know about,” Sam adds, as he takes a slice of pizza for himself and plops down on the floor beside you. “C’mon, Y/N, spill the beans. Who was it?” he asks, elbowing you playfully in the ribs.

“No one,” you reply curtly, swatting his arm away and turning your gaze to the TV, where Forest Gump is waiting to be played. “Can we start the movie yet?”

“Oh, she’s avoiding us, now!” Bucky chuckles, “Now I really wanna know what this is about,”. Heat begins to rise in your cheeks as you feel everyone’s questioning gaze being turned on you. You’re in the hot seat tonight, it would seem.

“Was it a one-night stand?” Steve asks curiously, “Never would’ve thought of you as a one night stand kinda gal,”.

“Nu-uh, look at this face,” Sam interjects, poking his index finger into your cheek to emphasise his point. “That’s the face of a girl who’s got something way more meaningful than a one-nighter,”.

“You’re seeing someone!” Nat squeals excitedly, practically bouncing in her chair with glee, “C’mon, c’mon, please tell us who,”.

“I shall not,” you say, miming the act of zipping your lips shut and throwing away the key.

“Get her phone,” Bucky says suddenly, whipping his head from side to side in search of it. Your eyes widen, heart doing a terrifying flip in your chest. You go to grab it from where it lies on top of the side-table beside the couch, but Nat beats you to it, easily snagging it from where she sits on the armchair.

“You don’t know my—,”

“I’m in,” she crows triumphantly, flipping the phone around to show everyone your home screen.

“How the hell do you know my passcode?” you ask bewilderedly, standing up and walking over to Nat in the hope of snatching your phone out of her hand whilst she’s distracted. You have no such luck; she plants her foot on your thigh to keep you a distance away, waggling her eyebrows in a most infuriating manner when you growl at her.

“Honey, everyone knows your password,” Steve says gently, “You’re kinda predictable like that,”.

“I fucking hate you all,” you grumble, watching helplessly as Nat taps away at your screen, looking through your messages. It’s clear that you’ve lost this fight. Bucky drapes his arms across the back of the sofa, peering down interestedly over her shoulder.

“Guys, can we just—.”

“Oooh, Wanda? Is that her name?” Nat asks, her eyes gleaming with mischief when she lifts them to meet your murderous glare.

“Maybe,” you say, dragging the two syllables out. You’re hopping from foot to foot agitatedly, praying that the gang will drop this line of enquiry sometime soon. Preferably right fucking now.

The issue is not in you being unwilling to tell your friends about your new relationship. No, you’re more than ready — have been more than ready for the last couple of weeks, in fact, almost bursting at the seams in your eagerness.

The problem is that you and Wanda have not yet had a discussion about making your relationship publicly known. Although you’re fairly certain that the two of you are on the same page, you don’t want to tell your closest friends about your budding relationship without her consent. It’s just not right.

“Maybe?” Steve murmurs.

“It’s a yes, Steve,” Sam says, pointedly avoiding your stare as he rips open a crisp packet.

“It’s a maybe,” you insist.

“Yep, that’s a definite yes,” Bucky comments, his eyes flickering over your face, assessing your expression.

“Fuck you,” you growl half-heartedly, no heat behind your words. How is it that they’re reading you like an open book? You’re an actress, for crying out loud, you should have an amazing poker face.

Maybe they just know you too well. Yeah, it’s probably that.

“You can’t, unfortunately,” Bucky sighs, as Natasha hands you your phone. “Can’t fuck me when you’ve got a girlfriend, Y/N, unless your morals are shittier than I expected,”.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” you huff, stalking over to the end of the couch not currently occupied by Steve and flopping onto it.

“Who is she?” Steve asks curiously, turning to face you.

“Yeah, what does she work as? How did you meet? Give us the details, Y/N, c’mon,” Sam pleads.

You groan resignedly, pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration. It seems that movie night has morphed into gossip night. What more could you expect with this lot, really?

“She works in Stark Industries, in the R&D labs,” you reply, “She does…calculations and shit like that,”.

A silence descends over the room after your explanation, four perplexed pairs of eyes focused on you. The intensity of their gaze and the wave of confusion radiating off of everyone is uncomfortable enough to make you fidget under their scrutiny.

“What?” you snap.

Sam is the first to break out of his stupor. He clears his throat. “You’re dating…a math geek?”

Something in his tone immediately sets you on edge, your metaphorical claws coming out in anticipation of an attack. “What’s wrong with that?” you ask defensively.

Bucky is the one to answer you. “Um, hi, hello, who are you and what have you done with Y/N?”

“What?” you squawk, utterly puzzled by your friends’ reactions to your news. This is not how you pictured things going; you’re so confused. “Guys, I seriously don’t get it? What’s wrong? What’re you on about?”

“Y/N, you’ve hated maths for as long as we’ve known you. Longer, probably,” Natasha says.

“So? I can hate maths but not hate Wanda,” you point out.

“But that’s not my point,” she continues, “What I’m trying to say is that not once in your life have you ever had enough patience to deal with nerds,”.

“You are the girl who told Mr Coulson in maths to shove a stick up his ass in senior year,” Sam muses, pointing at you with what is possibly his fourth slice of pizza.

“And you teased Peter for trying too hard in physics for all of sophomore year,” Bucky adds.

“Oh!” Steve exclaims, “And you weren’t particularly nice to Scott—,”

“Okay, I get the fucking idea,” you snap.

And the truth is, they do have a point. A very good one, at that.

Wanda is not the kind of girl you pictured yourself ending up with at this stage in your life. Your teenage self would not have hesitated to scorn her in some way. Back in high school, you had been one of the popular girls, reputed for always being up for a good time on the weekends. To add to your stereotypical popular girl image, you were always surrounded by a gaggle of adoring friends. You might, at some points in your high school years, been unnecessarily mean to the smart kids in school — mostly because you were jealous of their ability to perform so well. Drama and theatre had always been your passion, and you did not have a single drop of academic ability in you. You hated learning with a vengeance and devoted very little time to studying, which in turn meant that you were scraping by each test by the skin of your teeth.

Wanda, by contrast, is something of a mathematical prodigy — working in the Stark Industries R&D department, one would expect nothing less. After finishing high school two years early, she was offered a full scholarship at the National University of Wakanda, one of the world’s leading institutions in engineering. Wanda graduated with first-class honours for the three undergraduate programs she participated in, and was promptly snatched up by Stark the moment she set foot in the working world.

The two of you could not have been more different if you’d tried.

“Is this the kind of stuff she deals with?” Steve asks, snapping you out of your thoughts. He twists around, reaching behind him to grab a sheaf of papers from the decorative side table beside the couch. “Didn’t think they were anything at first, then I saw the Stark logo and thought—hey!” he protests, as Sam snatches the papers out of his hands.

He whistles through his teeth, one eyebrow arching so high it’s a wonder that it’s still on his forehead at all. “Trajectory calculations, maximum speed estimates, idealised weight distribution—Y/N, this sounds like some pretty intense stuff,” Sam observes.

“I know,” you sigh, “We’re dating, remember? We’ve talked about her work before,”.

“She just…doesn’t seem like your type,” Bucky comments offhandedly, perching himself on the armrest of Nat’s chair.

“What d’you mean?” you ask, defensive shields up again, fists raised in the figurative sense.

“She’s academically gifted and you’re—well, not. You literally hate this kind of shit,” Bucky reminds you.

“I—she’s not a nerd just because she’s smart,” you cry exasperatedly, “And even if she was a nerd, I can like whoever I want! She’s a nice person, okay?”

“We just thought you’d be avoiding people like her,” Nat says, “That you’d end up with someone different. Wouldn’t have pegged—,”

“—me, for going after someone like Wanda? A math geek?”. You laugh bitterly, shaking your head in disappointment, “Guess I’m not as predictable as you expected, huh? Who would’ve thought that I, a girl who can barely recite her twelve times-tables, who’s mated math with a passion their entire life, who’s hated school her entire life would end up with someone like Wanda,” you say mockingly. “Look, let’s just drop the subject, alright?”

“When do we get to meet her?” Sam asks.

“Yeah, you seem to like her a lot. Why haven’t you introduced us?” Bucky adds.

You massage your temples gently, feeling a minor headache setting in from the onslaught of questions.

“First off, we’ve literally only been seeing each other for the last four months. In that time, you’ve been away careening through the hills of Scotland with nothing but a film camera,” you say, pointing towards Bucky. “You’ve had to finish writing a book, you’ve been going crazy prepping for NYFW and you’ve literally had about a million commissions to finish,” you add, pointing to Sam, Nat and Steve in turn. “There just hasn’t been an opportunity for me to do introductions,”.

“Jeez, we really need to make more time to see each other,” Nat says.

“Secondly,” you continue, folding your arms over your chest, “I was afraid of this. Of you all being judgemental and mean and — look, she’s not the most confident of girls, okay? I don’t…I really like her, guys,”

“We’re not that terrible,” Bucky mutters.

“You kinda are,” Steve teases. The statement earns him a murderous glare from Bucky.

“Well, hey, how’s about this weekend you bring her over to our place?” Sam suggests, “We’re having a dinner for my birthday—,”.

“Your birthday’s next week, bird-brain,” Bucky interrupts.

“I know, that,” Sam huffs, annoyed. “I’m going back to see my ma for my birthday, so we’re celebrating it here early, or did you forget, old man?”

“Why you—,”

“Okay!” you interrupt, holding both hands up in surrender, “I’ll do it. I’ll talk to Wanda, see what she thinks, and then bring her over if she says yes. Can we watch the goddamn movie now?”

—————————————

Wanda comes over about an hour after everyone has left. You’re half-asleep on your couch when you hear her key jingling in the lock.

“Hey,” she chirrups, as she shrugs off her coat. “How was it? Did you have fun?”. Beneath her coat, you see that she has on a pair of black pants and a burgundy blouse. She must have stayed late at work and then come straight here.

“It was okay,” you sigh, slowly moving into an upright position make room on the couch for her. Wanda kicks off her shoes and curls up against your side with her head resting on your shoulder.

“What’s up?” Wanda asks, squeezing your thigh, “You seem a little off,”.

“Do you think we’re compatible?” you ask abruptly. “As in, together, do you think we—are we a good match?”

The hesitation and doubt in your tone triggers her suspicions. Wanda sits up and turns to look at you. “Y/N?” she murmurs concernedly, reaching up to cup your cheek, “What’s going on?”

“They found out. About you and me,” you say, the words coming out in a rush.

Her eyebrows pull together in confusion. “…okay? So what’s the big deal?” Wanda asks.

You sigh, scrubbing one hand over your face frustratedly. “It’s—okay, basically, they said some things that made me…I guess, doubt the future of our relationship,” you explain.

Wanda nods thoughtfully. “What did they say?”

You proceed to tell her — in great detail — the events that took place in the last couple of hours. Wanda makes muted humming noises every now and then to show that she is listening intently.

“So yeah. I just—what they said left me a bit shaken up,”, you say, “What bugs me is the fact that they implied that…it’s surprising for someone like me to end up with someone like you,”.

“Someone like me?” Wanda echoes, tilting her head to the side.

“A math genius. A nerd, I guess,” you clarify. “I was never…academically inclined in school. And these guys grew up with me — they know that I was hopeless. I was always the popular girl, y’know? Good at drama — the subject, that is — but a failure at everything else,” you say bitterly.

“And that matters because?” Wanda prompts, letting her voice trail off at the end.

“Babe,” you huff, “Do you get what I’m tryna say? Like, I literally had to do re-sits just to pass. I was — and I hate to admit this — the kind of girl that used to pick on nerds,”. The confession sends a hot rush of shame through your system. High school was not your finest years; you did some pretty bitchy things back then.

“Well, I think we’ve been working out fine,” Wanda declares, as she pulls herself into your lap, thighs bracketing yours and hands resting on your shoulders. “What does it matter what they say?”

“But I used to be a bitch—,”

“But that’s not who you are now,” Wanda reminds you, brushing her thumb against the crook of your neck soothingly. “We all made mistakes in our past. I don’t care who you were back then, all I know is that the Y/N I’m in love with, is sweet and kind and loving and—,”

“Okay, okay, point taken,” you giggle.

“I was gonna say an asshole,” Wanda teases. You roll your eyes, shaking your head in amusement.

“Okay, no, but seriously,” she continues, tone taking on a more sombre note, “I don’t care what you were like back then. That’s not who you are now, and you realise your mistakes and frankly, that’s good enough for me,”.

“I’m not the same girl anymore,” you agree, “God, you are so smart, did you know that?”

Wanda snorts. “With three degrees? Hell yeah, I think so,”.

The two of your burst out laughing, Wanda burying her face into the side of your neck as her entire body quakes with giggles. “So what d’you say?” you ask, once you’ve both calmed down enough to speak coherently. “Sam’s invited us over for a dinner party at his house this weekend, shall we go?”

“Sure,” Wanda agrees, shrugging indifferently, “I finally get to meet these guys, it’ll be fun!”

“You might change your mind once you actually, meet them,” you warn. “I told them to be nice, but—,”

“I can take care of myself, Y/N,” Wanda sighs, petting you on the cheek. “Besides, remember what you always say? If I’m happy and you’re happy, then who gives a damn about what anyone else says?”

The corner of your lip tugs up at the endearment in her voice. “You’re happy?” you echo, nuzzling a little into her touch.

Wanda nods, an elated smile pulling at her lips. “I am,” she murmurs, leaning forward to rest her forehead against yours, “I really am,”. You tip your head up, just enough to graze your lips against hers. It’s a soft kiss to reinforce the words that you’ve shared with each other tonight; a declaration of your undying devotion to and faith in one another.

“You know what’d make me happier?” you mumble, barely breaking the kiss to speak.

A pause, then, “Sex?”

“Mind reader,” you chuckle, as you press another kiss to her lips — a little dirtier this time, your tongue darting out to flick over her bottom lip.

“What d’you want?” Wanda breathes, tantalisingly trailing her fingers down your arms, “A bath together? Take this to the bedroom?”

It is at this moment that a particularly wide yawn decides to break free, the wall of fatigue hitting you like a tonne of bricks. Wanda laughs fondly. “Okay, I think maybe save sex for the morning, bed right now?” she suggests as she clambers off you, grabbing your wrists to help you up.

“Mmm, I think I’m about ready to pass out,” you agree, nodding sleepily.

“I shall lull you to sleep by talking about the entry angle calculations I was doing today,” Wanda promises.

“Hell yes,” you groan approvingly, “Talk nerdy to me,”.

“Babe!” Wanda whines, “You’re not supposed to use that line anymore!”

—————————————

It’s a few days later and the two of you are in your car, driving over to Sam and Natasha’s house. You can tell that Wanda is nervous because she won’t stop plucking at the hem of her shirt.

“What if they don’t like me?” she asks suddenly.

You turn to face her as best as you can whilst still keeping one eye on the road. “They will,” you say simply, reassuring her with a pat on the thigh.

“But what if they don’t?” she frets, “What if I geek out? What if—,”

“Wanda,” you say sharply, cutting through the cloud of panic she’s stirred up around herself. “Stop worrying, okay? They’re nice, I promise,” you say. “Well, nice, is relative, I guess. They can be assholes when they want to be,” you amend.

“But they said you and I weren’t meant to be together!” Wanda protests.

“That is not what they said,” you say gently, “Don’t exaggerate. They just…think we’re an odd match. I’m sure they’ll come ‘round. Just be Wanda and you’ll be fine,”.

“Just be me,” she repeats, nodding her head resolutely, talking more to herself than to you.

“Exactly,” you murmur, taking your hand off her thigh and placing it back on the steering wheel.

“But don’t leave me alone with Nat. She scares me,”.

—————————————

Wanda is sat next to you on the couch. Sam and Bucky are engaging in a heated argument over the latest episode of The Avengers, which ended with The Hulk stealing a quinjet and flying off to god-knows-where.

“I think that’s gonna be the end of him for this season,” Bucky insists.

“No way!” Sam protests, “He’s like, everyone’s favourite character. They have got to have something big planned for him,”.

“If you think about the larger scale of things,” Wanda interrupts smoothly, “I believe it’s more likely that they’ll bring him back in the next season,”.

“I like this one,” Bucky says approvingly, flashing Wanda a lopsided grin.

“But, with that being said, I don’t think that’s the end of him for this season. Maybe they’ll do like…a special episode? I mean, they’re only on episode three, right?” Wanda continues.

“Exactly!” Sam cries.

“A mediator. I like you,” Steve says lazily. He’s in the kitchen with Natasha, heating something up in the oven.

“Anyone who can get Barnes and Wilson to shut up for more than two minutes is a god-send,” Nat chimes in.

It seems that your fears as to whether or not Wanda would be accepted by your group of friends have been unfounded. She’s clicked with them from pretty much the second she walked through the door. You have a feeling that your friends — Nat and Sam in particular — might still have a hard time accepting the fact that the two of you are now a package deal, but at least they like her. That’s always a good start.

“Anyone for a pre-dinner shot?” Nat asks, coming into the living room with a bottle of tequila in one hand, a stack of shot glasses in the other. Sam and Bucky immediately agree, but your girlfriend hesitates.

“Oh, no thank you,” Wanda says, “Uh—I don’t drink,”.

“How the hell do you survive with Y/N?” Sam asks incredulously, as he accepts a shot glass from Natasha. “She is literally the biggest party animal out of all of us,”.

“Am not,” you grumble.

“Oh, it’s no big deal, really,” Wanda assures him, ignoring you completely, “She goes out with you guys, and then I take care of her afterwards. I like it, she’s funny when she gets drunk,”.

Bucky laughs, “This is true. Y’know, I have a video of her singing Bohemian Rhapsody in—,”

“You promised me you’d delete that!” you cry indignantly.

“Really?” Wanda laughs, turning to Bucky, “Yeah, I have a couple of videos like that too, I can show you them—,”.

“You will not show them anything,” you growl threateningly.

“Show us!” Nat urges, bounding over to Wanda’s side as the latter pulls her phone out of her pocket. Steve, Sam and Bucky crowd in too.

“I hate you all,” you mutter, even though you’re secretly happy to see them getting along.

—————————————

Dinner turns out to be much more pleasant than you thought it would be. Sam and Natasha are currently in the kitchen packing away the leftovers, whilst the rest of you have retreated to the living room. You’re perched on the armrest of Sam’s ugly ass vinyl armchair, which Wanda has chosen to sit on.

“So, Wanda, Y/N tells us you work in Stark Industries?” Steve asks, as he flops down on the couch, pushing aside Bucky’s legs to make room for himself.

“Yep,” Wanda replies, “I’m in the R&D department,”.

“So what’s that like?” Bucky asks, turning his head to face her, “Do you actually get to work with the big man, or are you just in your own world doing calculations and shit?”

“It’s a bit of both,” Wanda admits, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, “I don’t get to talk to Tony often, but I’ve met him a couple of times,”.

“What d’you think of him?”

“He’s a little…much, sometimes,” Wanda confesses.

Steve snorts, “Yeah, that’s what I’ve heard too,” he says. “So what’re you working on now?”

Wanda sits up straighter, eyes sparkling with excitement. “I’m actually involved in a couple of projects. The one we’re most buzzed about is the new arc reactor tech,” Wanda says, hands gesturing excitedly as she gets into a rhythm. “So Stark Tower is powered by this enormous arc reactor, which is basically an alternative energy source. Tony’s idea is to use this tech to power space exploration, which in turn means that I’ve been up to my elbows in projectile and trajectory calculations, trying to—,” Wanda cuts herself off suddenly, a pink tinge starting to colour the tops of her cheeks.

“Sorry,” she mutters sheepishly, twirling a strand of hair between her fingers in the way she does when she’s panicking, “You were probably expecting a shorter answer. I geeked out a bit there,”

“No, it’s completely fine!” Steve assures her, “This is actually kinda interesting,”.

“Yeah,” Bucky agrees, “I’ve always had a thing for science. Stevie and I once went to the Stark Expo a few years back. The one where they demoed the flying car?”

“Oh, that one!” Wanda exclaims, “Tony still hasn’t given up on it, y’know? He’s even thinking about making it semi-autonomous,”

“Really?” Bucky hums, “So how’d that work then?”

Wanda picks up her purse and rummages around for a scrap of paper and a pen. She flattens the paper out on the coffee table and begins to sketch out a diagram — you can’t really make out what it is from your vantage point. “So, this is what the average car looks like, right?” she begins, adding a few lines to the sketch, “Now let me show you how a floating car differs…”

You tune out her voice as you cast a glance over Steve and Bucky. Both are leaning forward to get a closer look at her diagram, wearing curious expressions on their faces. They ask questions every now and then, which Wanda answers eagerly. She is in her element, talking about the thing that she loves most and in all honesty, you couldn’t be happier for her. Confident that she can stand to be without your presence for a second, you slip into the kitchen to check up on Nat and Sam.

“Y/N!” Sam calls, smiling as you walk in, “We were just talkin’ about you, actually,”.

“That’s…not always a good thing,” you reply, picking up a spoon to scrape the last of the lasagna into a container.

“Oh no, it was all good,” Nat assures you, talking over her shoulder as she washes dishes by the sink, “We were just saying how cute the two of you are,”.

Your heart leaps with joy. “You think we’re cute?” you ask, aiming to keep your tone nonchalant despite the fact that you’re squealing internally, overjoyed that Wanda has won Nat’s affection — no simple feat.

“I think you’re great for each other,” Sam says, “I mean, don’t get me wrong, the two of you are like polar opposites, but—,”

“They say opposites attract for a reason, no?” Nat interrupts, casting you a mischievous wink. “I hope she sticks around, Y/N,”.

“Yeah,” you murmur, your eyes flicking up to look at Wanda, who is laughing at something Bucky just said, the corners of her eyes crinkling up in a most adorable manner. “I hope so too,”.

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Parallels 2018 letter

Dear creator,

Thank you for taking your time to check my requests. I know my requests can sound a bit tricky, but please don’t be discouraged. I wish you will have good time writing first and foremost!

I like humor and tropes, which is probably the only thing you really need to know about my general likes.

I’m very picky about sex tropes, so generally I would be grateful for no graphic sex (unless specified otherwise). Also, if you go for a shippy fic, I don’t want any stuff happening without consent. I like consent a lot. Other dislikes include ABO, mpreg, soulmates, and situations where stuff is happening because destiny said so and nobody questions it.

Also, I included what ships I’m okay with in each fandom. Please do not include any ships that aren’t canon or I have not mentioned in those sections.

REQUESTS

FATE/APOCRYPHA

While I will be first person to admit that this series really could have had a better plot I loved the characters and would enjoy seeing more of them.

Mordred | Saber of Red (Fate/Apocrypha)

I love angry girls with gender issues, so I knew I would love Mordred and boy do I. There’s just something refreshing in seeing characters like her having a healthy amount of anger at the bullshit the world throws at her.

I really enjoyed her interactions with Shishigou, but I wouldn’t be opposed to seeing her interact with other cast members. Her specific circumstances make her a good foil for a lot of characters.

Additional info

I would be very okay with AUs, both Plot Divergences and complete setting changes, since as I mentioned I’m not overly attached to Apocrypha’s plot. So feel free to play with the idea of Mordred being Shishigo’s actual adopted daughter in a modern AU or some interesting what if scenario. Maybe Mordred getting her wish upon the grail, only to discover how terrible the life of a king is.

I’m okay with pretty much any pairing except Sieg/Jeanne (but if you went for an AU where Jeanne and Leticia are not sharing the body I would be pretty okay with Sieg/Leticia). Also, no shipping Shishigou and Mordred, because I much prefer them as a found family.

Out of things I actually do ship I have a very soft spot for Shirou/Semiramis.

TALES OF BERSERIA

I played Zestiria, so you are free to throw some references to it if you want.

You don’t have to include all the characters I requested, please feel free to concentrate on just one of them.

Eleanor Hume

I really like how much Eleanor changes during the course of the game. And how sincerely she approaches everything. It’s refreshing to see a character who is willing to judge things on her own. Sure, she’s slightly stubborn at first, but Eleanor had really grown on me over the course of the game.

I would probably be happiest with a fic that tracks just how much her attitude changed. It can be about her general attitude or about her relation with someone else in the party. I’m not picky. I just want to see Eleanor discovering that the world is bigger and much less black and white than she thought. But at the same time, even if there are cruelties she was not aware of, there is also kindness she had not seen before.

For some other random ideas: Eleanor helps Laphicet make a present for Velvet (or they outright collaborate on it), or Eleanor has a moment when she realizes just how much the whole party grew on her and how much she enjoys being with them..

Rokurou Rangetsu

I would love any look at Rokuro’s life. I love how it is slowly revealed that he was a very terrible human being, that it is no wonder that he turned into a deamon as a result. The pre-canon look at his life in Rangetsu family and how he turned into a daemon would be great (bonus points for including his mom if you decide on this). As would be his perspective on canon events with some more interactions with any party members. Or post-canon and Rokuro’s journey in search of stronger and stronger foes, during which he meets lots of colorful foes.

Velvet Crowe

Velvet Crowe is one of the most enjoyable Tales protagonist I have witnessed yet. She’s a complicated mess of emotions and trauma, barely held together by her drive for vengeance. Seeing her struggle with all the tragedy, while desperately pushing forward, and waiting to see whether she cracks under the pressure of it all or not was much more interesting than standard Tales hero journey.

I would enjoy an introspective piece for her, since she hides so much of her emotions. That being said, Velvet interacting with other party members is fun too! Whether it be her being demonic bros with Rokuro, butting heads with Eleanor or not having patience for Magilou’s antics, Velvet has an interesting relationship with all of them and I would be happy to see any of those connections explored.

Additional info

I would be pretty okay with the AUs, both Canon Divergence and setting changes. In case of canon divergence, please, just don’t save Velvet with deus ex machina. I’m not opposed to her being saved, but please build that plotline properly. The game sets her demise very strongly throughout the whole game and I need to be properly convinced that there is a chance for her to live through this without becoming a miserable malevolence factory. This is not a problem in different setting AUs.

As for the ships. I do ship Elanor and Velvet, so if that’s you jam I would be happy to see them getting together or just enjoying being together. They have very interesting dynamics throughout the game and I would love to see some more romance in it. I would also be okay with more risque content for this ship.

TALES OF XILLIA

Who loves Tales series more with each new game they play, this gal over here. Also, I’m currently playing Xillia 2 and while I’ve gone through most of the game, I may not be able to finish it before this exchange ends due to the real world responsibilities. So while referencing Xillia 2 would be okay with me, please avoid endgame spoilers for it.

As previously you don’t have to include all of the requested characters.

Jude Mathis

Jude is one of my favourite protagonist for being just plain relatable. I love how he develops through the story and how much his issues rule over his decision before he gets his act together.

I would really love a look at Jude’s life before the game. I find his relationship with his parents very interesting and would love to see it explored more deeply. How did he go about applying to Talim and how his parents reacted? What about Leia? How did Jude manage in Talim?

I’m also very okay with a more indepth look at his journey. What were his feelings at the beginning? How did he feel revisiting his hometown and having to face his parents to be able to help Milla? Any and all snippets from this time are fine by me.

Elize Lutus

The best child character in video games I’ve seen in a long time. I would love to see more of her adventures and how she learns to open up to other people.

I probably would love a post-canon story the most with Elize trying to fit into a normal school. I would love to get a glimps at her attempts to make new friends and not appear to be too weird. I would especially love if Elize and her friends ended up getting into some sort of trouble. Maybe they decided to investigate some rumours and run into a monster or bandits and Elize saves the day with things she learned while travelling with the team. Bonus points if the knowledge from her travels is very questionable.

Just like with Jude, I would also be very open to some insights into her feelings during the plot of the game. Especially, how she slowly starts opening up to others after joining the party.

Additional info

I’m okay with AUs, both canon divergence and setting changes. Given that Xillia 2 enables any and all divergences you really, really shouldn’t hold back in that regard. On that note I would be very partial to any member of Chimeriad surviving, because they all deserved better. For setting changes I don’t have any specific.

I’m okay with ships: Jude/Alvin, Jude/Milla, an OT3 involving all of them, Leia/Agria and Gaius/Wingul.

FATE/EXTELLA

I will be honest. I have a lot of complaints about the characterization of some of the characters and the plot of this game, it gave me one thing I really love and damn do I want it.

Jeanne d'arc | Ruler (Fate/Extella) & Gilgamesh (Fate/Extella)

The interactions between Jeanne and Gilgamesh gave me life, watered my crops and made me laugh a lot. Those two get along in that they reinterpret each other’s words completely whenever they interact. It’s incredible.

I love the grudging respect they have for each other, because while they both heavily don’t approve of each other’s worldview and lifestyles, they can’t dismiss the will and dedication the other has.

Additional info

I’m okay with AUs and canon divergences. The subscenarios for both of them were painfully short in the game, so I would definitely be up if you expanded on them or just had some wacky adventures involving both of them. Just please don’t include Titan!Altera, Charlot!Tamamo or Elizabeth acting like she did in that game. I still have trauma from their characterization. Servant!Altera, and Elizabeth&Tamamo with characterization from Extra or Grand Order will be very okay. If you really need one of those characters with the characterization from this game, then I understand, but please, don’t linger on the scene where that happens. Just get it done quickly.

As I said, I’m not a big fan of Extella’s plot, so if you want to throw it all away and just have fun with the characters I will definitely approve. Gilgamesh and Jeanne meeting during a Grail War could be interesting. As well as, some Grand Order shenanigans if you played that game.

If you want to just have fun with their characters without the whole Servant stuff then, I’m also very open to it. The idea of Jeanne and Gilgamesh as childhood friends who are now forced to share a flat as students is an idea that I absolutely love, because they would find those arrangements very challenging and definitely have a lot of complaints about each others’ lifestyles.

I will limit myself to the ships involving the people I requested, which means absolutely no ships for Jeanne. For Gilgamesh I’m okay with shipping him with both Enkidu and Kirei, but well, we all know how he is, so feel free to have him sleeping around if it fits your fic.

MAHOU SHOUJO ORE

Yamo Konami

I found Konami’s misadventures very amusing. I love how completely mismatched his position and goals are. I would love to see more of his shenanigans, whether it be him making terrible management decision during the canon or him “repenting” after the canon. Maybe he attempts to become a mascot, because what better way is there to express his passion for magical girls? I also wouldn’t mind a pre-canon look on how he came to love magical girls as much as does.

All ships are crazy in this series so I’m okay with whatever direction you want to spin them, as long as you acknowledge the canon crushes the characters have. By which I mean, if the character has a canon crush make sure to do some build up so that it doesn’t feel strange if they find a new object of affection.

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