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writeyouin · 7 months

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Greetings! I would like to request something from wonderful you! How about a scenario with the Jettwins (you can choose if poly or not) were they have a bot-reader thats carrying their sparkling? Like from when they find out and when the Sparkling is 'born'. It would be hilarious if the Sparkling ended up being not one but two, twin sparklings and they're the most mischief little things in the world. Sentinel fears them. They know that. They use it as their advantage. Thank you for your time! :D

Poly-Jetfire & Jetstorm X Bot-Reader – Sparklings

A/N – For those of you who don’t know, a solar-cycle is 1 day, and a Deca-cycle is 10 days.

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

“Not too fast.”

“Be going easy now.”

“Don’t try transforming.”

“Let me carry that.”

You sighed, giving up on the box that you were supposed to take to Sentinel’s office aboard the ship he now commanded in Magnus’ temporary absence. Jetstorm rushed in to grab it, grinning proudly and opening his mouth to add another comment about what you should or shouldn’t do now that you were carrying sparklings.

Jetfire, who had been just as bad, nodded sagely as you tuned them out, closing your optics for a moment while you vented out some air, trying to keep your composure.

Apparently, that was the wrong thing to do as Jetstorm threw the box down and both twins rushed to your side, holding on to you as if you keep you from falling.

“Are you okay?”

“Are you feeling the sick?”

“Are you needing a stasis nap?”

“Should we be calling the doctor-bot?”

“Careful brother, they might be missing the Earth climate.”

“Yes, that must be it!”

You held up your servos, “Alright, that’s enough.”

“Yes, enough for the solar-cycle,” Jetfire agreed.

Jetstorm nodded vigorously, “Yes, you will be needing a rest now.”

“Boys please,” You groaned, then when forced to look upon their concerned expressions, your face melted into a gentle smile as you held out a servo for each of them to hold, bringing the three of you into a small circle.

“Jetfire, Jetstorm, you know you are everything to me. You are the spark that powers me, the circuitry inside, the wind beneath my wings,” You concluded, borrowing an idiom from Earth.

“But you don’t have wings,” They said in unison, sharing a perplexed look.

You ignored their confusion, soldiering on. “I love you both very much, and I’m just as excited to be carrying your sparklings, but I need to be able to continue living my life, just like before.”

“But the Decepticons!” The twins cried out earnestly.

“Alright, almost like before. Look, if I promise I won’t fight any more Decepticons until after the Sparklings are born, but in return, you two have to let me do my other jobs, okay? If it all gets too much, I promise that I’ll ask you for help.”

Jetfire and Jetstorm took a minute to contemplate your request, then they nodded in unison.

“Okay,” Jetstorm kissed your cheek-plate, “We promise.”

“Ja,” Jetfire pressed a servo against your carrying chamber, aiming his promise at the two lifeforms inside. “Promise.”

You vented out some air in relief, “Thank you.”

Throughout the remainder of your carrying term, Jetfire and Jetstorm kept their word, no longer treating you as if you were made from glass. They were still very attentive to your needs, bringing you extra energon rations, and ensuring that Sentinel was extra nice to you (primarily by playing Gorrila-warfare against him, Jetfire pranking him while Jetstorm rested, and vice versa if Sentinel ever acted less than nicely to you), but they also gave you space when you asked for it, and let you set the bar for what you could and couldn’t do.

Then, when it came time to birth the sparklings, the twins were glad to be part of a duo. How anyone could help their partner through birth alone was impossible for them to understand. While Jetstorm stayed with you in the Medical Bay, Jetfire transformed, flying stupidly fast to get the ship’s medical bot.

There was no argument as to who would get to stay, and who would go; they seemed to have worked that out among themselves beforehand. Then, when Jetfire returned with a shell-shocked doc-bot clinging onto the outside of his cockpit, the pair combined into Safeguard to hold your servo.

The birth was relatively standard as far as Cybertronian births went. There was little pain, and the doc-bot ensured that you were as comfortable as could be and that the sparklings were healthy. The one thing that nobody expected was that you weren’t carrying two sparklings like the preliminary scans had shown, but four; the other two hiding behind their siblings. They were considerably smaller, mini-bots by right.

For that alone, Safeguard disbanded, becoming Jetfire and Jetstorm so they could each hold one sparkling while you laid on the berth, holding the remaining two, one in each arm.

“This is incredible, brother,” Jetfire grinned ecstatically.

“That is being the understatement,” Jetstorm laughed.

“I cannot wait to be telling everybody, right (Y/N)!”

You didn’t reply, staying quiet as you looked from one sparkling to the other, your gaze darting around the room.

“(Y/N)?” The twins tried.

“What if…” You mused. “What if we didn’t tell people?”

“You do not want the people to know about our sparklings?” Jetfire said, his brow-plate furrowing in confusion.

“Just give it a few solar-cycles.”

Jetstorm looked down at the bronze sparkling in his arms, a perfect combination of his and Jetfire’s colours. “Why?”

“Think of it,” You said, your eyes aglow with mischief. “Tomorrow, Sentinel’s gonna come in, expecting two new sparklings on his ship, which he, as the Commanding Officer, has to oversee during the naming ceremony.”

The twins looked at each other, suddenly sharing your wicked grin. Yes, Sentinel would certainly be surprised.

As it was, with Sentinel’s work as head of the ship, he was a great deal busier than expected, especially with new reports from Cybertron arriving, informing him of surges in Decepticon activity. Although he was supposed to come in the next solar-cycle, it was actually a Deca-cycle till he could make it to the naming ceremony.

In that time, the sparklings had grown very slightly, and though they couldn’t walk yet, they were proficient in crawling, and they had nice strong grips, allowing them to hold onto their creator of choice.

And so the day came, with you and the twins standing proudly at the ship’s helm, Jetfire and Jetstorm each holding a sparkling, with Jazz hidden behind a control panel, struggling to hold onto the other two sparklings as they tried to escape his grip and make their way over to you.

“Easy now nuts and bolts,” He said cheerfully, using the nicknames he’d provided them, upon having been let into the prank. “You’ll go to your creator’s soon, but just hold on for a few klicks. You may be nuts and bolts, but Sentinel’s nuts and dolts, and he’s gonna get the fright of his life.”

Jazz played a low lullaby from his speakers, soothing the tiny Cybertronians, who looked so much like you. He had hold of one mini-bot and one regular bot.

Finally, Sentinel graced you with his presence and he hurriedly began his speech, taking little notice of the sparklings. All he wanted was to be as far from the new twins as possible; if they were anything like their parental twins, or you, he wanted nothing to do with them.

“And so we mark their creation, yada, yada, yada,” Sentinel huffed half-heartedly, “In the name of Primus, and so on… Skipping past the long rites, I as Captain of this ship welcome the new Cybertronians to the universe. ”

He held out his hands for the first sparkling which Jetfire brought forward.

“We named him Crosswind.”

“Right, right, Crosswind, welcome to existence,” Sentinel said, rolling his optics.

As was custom, he had to keep hold of Crosswind while he was handed the other sparkling.

“And this is his sister, Delta.”

“Right, right, Delta’s alive too,” Sentinel gabbled in a downplayed greeting, hardly fulfilling his duty as Captain. “And now, you can take your glitches back.”

He held them out to you, but you frowned, “Hang on, aren’t you forgetting something?”

“No, I am not,” Sentinel seethed, “Now, take them back!”

“Oh you’re right,” You slapped your helm comically, “You’re not forgetting something, I am.”

At this point, Jazz snuck up behind Sentinel and placed the other two sparklings on his shoulders. They gripped on and the one on Sentinel’s left pawed at his face with a chubby servo, pulling at his mouth.

“WA IN UNCONS NAME S IS!” Sentinel garbled.

You supposed it was meant to be something along the lines of ‘What in Unicron’s name is this?!’ However, with your sparkling now trying to grab his glossa, it was much more difficult for him to say.

“These,” You answered triumphantly, holding back laughter while Jetfire and Jetstorm lost it behind you, their laughter crackling with static as they doubled over, holding onto one another for support, “are our other two boys. Throttle & Wing Walker.”

Sentinel, after regaining his composure hurried out a quick welcome and then practically hurled the sparklings at the three of you.

“Double the ship’s speed,” He ordered Jazz on the way out of the room. “I want them all on Cybertron and far, far away from me.”

And so it was that you held your sparklings and the twins having been brought into a group hug by them, as the seven of you made your way back home, ready to start your life as a new family.

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katakaluptastrophy · 4 months

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Discussions of the Fifth's relationship tend to fall into two categories:

On the one hand, there's domestic fluff. And amidst all the awfulness of TLT, the Fifth are one of the few relationships who had the opportunity to have some.

On the other, there's a tendency to paint them as some form of swingers or poly. Many of these treatments are earnest and engaging with this in fun and interesting ways. (And Magnus certainly seems quite taken with Ortus and not particularly upset that he's flirting with his wife...)

But there can also be something of a tendency to sort of shrug and not know quite what to do with these people amidst a field of lesbians but, uh, they're older and wealthy and apparently heterosexual...um, swingers??

And I think that latter handwaving approach is a shame, because if you're trying to envisage something more than tea and cuddles, but aren't quite sure what to do with them, there are so many more interesting weird avenues to consider.

Do I suspect they have a strong vein of tea and cuddles and proof reading your wife's research papers as a love language? Absolutely.

But... What does spending your time dealing with feral, incorporeal spirits - something so destabilising it's apparently necessitated the Fifth's polite, stuff upper lipped affect - do to you? What's it like being married to someone who some days comes home from the library chatting about paleography and some days comes back staring too hard at something you can't even begin to fathom and trying to shake the cold and the feral hunger of the River? What does it mean to be the cavalier of a Speaker to the Dead? Is it strange to be married to a man who is simultaneously your cavalier, your Seneschal, and your subject?

Their marriage is a religious taboo on every other planet in the system, probably a porn trope, and "whatever road Abigail and Magnus had chosen to walk had been a difficult one". Why did they chose that? Historical curiosity? The practicalities of Abigail's apparent planned abdication? Were they kind of into it? Or do they resent the assumption that they might be?

And what must the five years of moving through high society as a married necromancer and cavalier have been like? Do you simply ignore people being weird about it? Are the strictures a mild inconvenience, almost funny? What about when you're visiting the Eighth, have spent the day with one silently walking half a step behind the other, and are pointedly put in a room with a single necromancer's bed and a cavalier cot?

What about tea and cuddles after a hard day of political graft as Lady and Seneschal of the Koniortos Court? Can softness and domesticity and love be made horrifying when they're indulged in so casually after a day working on the annexation of a planet or the dull paperwork of importing grain from a far flung planet that must still meet its business contracts to the Nine Houses even though its harvest has failed?

#the locked tomb #abigail pent #magnus quinn #the fifth house #I'm going to take this opportunity to remind you all that ghosts are incorporeal in TLT

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cabinofimagines · 3 months

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Reminders

I know the request said headcanons but it's too fic-y to just be headcanons? therefore it's a fic now! This really made me want to reread the books and if anything, rebind (as in bookbind) them as my copies are not doing well. Pairing: Poly!Fierrochase x gn!reader, Alex fierro x reader x Magnus Chase Request: Hello! If I may, may I request fierrochase poly headcanons with a gn reader who's rather parental? They are always there to patch them up whenever they get hurt, and are always giving them both meaningful gifts- they help around the chase place too. Kids love them. They're also affectionate :D thank u Wordcount: 1.2k Warnings: none! -Asnyox

It just came natural to you, taking care of those around you. You always carried extra snacks, maybe band-aids, a water bottle- basically a care package in your bag. For you it was always a nuisance if you couldn’t fix tiny issues when you were on the go, and to an extent you were always ready to help those around you if they needed it.

Another thing you got going for you was your memory- often you would remember small things told to you in passing. Appointments, supplies someone needed, deadlines, you wouldn’t shy away from casually reminding people of them especially when the life you’re leading could quickly become hectic. Through your caring nature you also quickly befriended Magnus, Alex and the rest of the perthro family.

Of course, whenever Magnus was around nobody would really need patching up from you. Magnus was after all a walking health potion. But other times, if someone got only the slightest of scratches, you would have a plaster ready. And if there were tougher times, you would always prepare some form of comfort food for those who need it. Magnus came to you more often than Alex to talk about his feelings, the way he sometimes felt he still needed to deal with the grief of losing his mother- or the sudden changes happening all around. Alex specifically had a hard time sharing her feelings, she wasn’t used to being openly received and it might have taken a little more prying and patience before she willingly shared her troubles with you. But with enough kindness and care she came to understand you were a safe space- Magnus too, and if she needed it you would be there to listen.

There was another perk to being your lover that Magnus and Alex found. Somehow, unconsciously, you had made your room and bed the coziest place in the entirety of the nine realms. Just laying on your bed could relax either of them instantly. Whether it was because of the blankets you had, or the scent, or maybe that fact that it meant you were also in your room, they didn’t know.

If she hadn’t seen you for a while, Alex was always a little taken back by the fact that you tended to have a little gift for her. It was just something small, but meaningful and a silent way of knowing that you thought of her while you weren’t together. And in a sense she could relate, if you haven’t talked in a few days and she starts throwing pots she sometimes surprises herself with making something that she just knows you would like. There is a certain shape of mug you prefer that always comes out if she misses you. The pottery reminded her of you, and it often led to her shooting you a message.

Magnus on the other hand doesn’t fully know how to deal with the presents. He’s in a stage where he thinks receiving a present means you expect something back from him, and when you never ask he’s just left confused.He treasures the little gifts, and often appreciates it even more if it’s something he forgot he wanted, but he tends to wait for you to ask something of him, and if it doesn’t happen he tries to figure out how to pay you back. The first few times he got a gift from you he actively freaked because he thought he had missed an important date- but that wasn’t it.

At some point he voiced his concerns to Alex, who simply said, “(Y/n) simply thought of you when they saw this and got it, that’s not hard to understand, is it?” smiling a little mockingly at him. Maybe it wasn’t, but Magnus was thinking of you all the time and if he were to get something for you each time you would need a storage unit for the amount of gifts. So instead, the next time you brought him something he simply asked.

“What do you want in return? I really want to give you something but-” he got interrupted by your laugh.

“Alex said you would ask,” you tapped your chin, feigning a thoughtful expression, “How about a kiss?” that was easy to deliver, and left Magnus more flustered than you.

And then there was the way you helped around the Chase place after it was founded. Alex had warned Magnus beforehand that you might never leave the place if they let you. There were so many teens and other homeless that needed help, a pick-me-up, or had clothes that needed mending that you could help around for days on end and never catch a break. For someone who loved giving self care reminders, you seemed all too set on disregarding your own health. Which is where your lovers had to come in.

“(Y/n), when’s the last time you ate?” Alex hummed, not so sneakingly slipping behind you and holding you, his face next to your ear. You could feel his breath on your neck, as you kept sewing the glove you were holding. You stayed silent, thinking the question over.

“I haven’t had lunch yet, but it’s not that late, is it?” you answered, pausing a moment as Alex hummed.

“That’s not the point, nor the mindset you should have,” Alex pressed a kiss on your neck, “Good thing Magnus is almost here with lunch for us. Then it’s time for a break.”

As Magnus arrived you moved away from your little sewing project, in favor of giving your lovers all the attention you had. This seemed to please them both immensely, and you felt your cheeks get warm from the amount of attention they were giving you. If anything, you really appreciated that they looked out for you, by bringing you lunch.

“Who’s the gloves for anyways?” Magnus asked as he stared at what had kept you busy before.

“Oh, I don’t know. They were left here a few days ago and could clearly use a fix,” you shrugged, “maybe the owner comes back, and if not someone else can use them. It’s getting colder after all.”

“You should’ve just thrown them away,” Alex said, “You got enough other things you’re doing, a pair of abandoned gloves should be the least of your worries,”

“In this day and age,” you playfully glared at Alex, “a pair of gloves is very important, imagine all the cold fingies people have.” Alex laughed, and didn’t press any further. Because that’s what he loved about you- always taking care of those around you, even if you don’t know who they are. Magnus smiled too, shaking his head.

“Will you at least take the rest of the day off? We could go on a date or something,” Magnus offered. He had realized how much he missed you when last night he had gotten your favorite snack instead of his own when he was feeling peckish.

“Of course!” then you hesitated, “I mean, what if-”

“Nope, no thinking,” Alex stood up, and grabbed your hand, “We’re leaving now.” Magnus quickly joined, grabbing your other hand and guiding you out of the Chase place.

#request #requests #poly!fierrochase #alex fierro x reader x magnus chase #magnus chase and the gods of asgard #fanfiction #fluff #gn!reader #reader insert #x you #xreader #x reader #gender neutral reader #poly fic #polyamarous #polyam #fierrochase #cabinofimagines #admin asnyox

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rustyelias · 5 months

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Alright back with some more out of context Rusty quill gaming quote!!

- I dont take orders from cuttluray- James

-Your not thinking like evil genius >:( -Bryn

-Do you even dnd bro -Bryn

-Jason babe, darling, sugar plum my delicious rose!! -Ben

-this is like fricking Eurovision-Ben

-She’s detected Britain -Lydia

- You’ve made a cake with poop >:( -Helen

- Gotta recommend locking your furrbie up for 2 to 3 years! ITS AMAZING :D -Alex

-Magnus Fans and rusty quill gaming fans FIGHT! -Bryn

-Pfff thank you for saving me from myself -alex

-Turns out l.o.l.o.m.g is just one happy poly couple met -Bryn / im up for that -Helen /and the fanfic rolls in -Lydia

-Pays us in adjectives -Lydia

(I quote these via the voice actor not the characters i dont know why I choice this but it make it funnier guessing if it was in or out of character)

#rusty quill gaming #rqg #silly quotes #eli madness

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mayaheronthorn · 6 months

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rank the Shadowhunter couples from best to idc about them and why?

Amazing!!! And I will probably get hate 🤣🤣🤣

1. KitTy - what a surprise huh?! But you could tell 🤣 and I actually explained it in my last post!

2. Herongraystairs - YES, I AM NOT DIVIDING IT AS WESSA AND JESSA BECAUSE THEY BELONG TOGETHER, change my mind (YOU CAN'T) This was the first time in my entire life when I read a book and couldn't decide which love interest I prefer, so I just didn't 😍 I can't believe how cc wrote them so perfectly, truly peak

3. Thomastair - I had a hard time deciding if they are nr 3 or 4 but I feel like I prefer them slightly more than nr 4 BECAUSE Alastair is so incredibly brave. After all that happened with his father, he still did everything to protect Cordelia and Sona. His character development is one of the best in the whole tsc. And Thomas my sweet summer child 😭 his kindness is out of this world. TO THIS DAY I remember those fucking Paris dates 😭😭😭😭

4. Malec - Cc can really write her mlm couples. Their devotion to each other 🥺 I will forever remember that Alec was the first shadowhunter Magnus ever dated because well he was a Downworlder but Alec saw so much more in him 😭 ok I'm gonna keep this short cause it will take me forever to answer 🤣

5. Gracetopher - YES I KNOW IT DIDN'T HAPPEN BUT IT HAPPENED IN MY HEART. In my mind my little asexual genius couple live happily ok? Grace is such a misunderstood character, she's a child of abuse, she was made to do so many bad things, manipulated as hell but she still wanted to change and be good. And Christopher 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 MY POOKIE I CAN'T SPEAK ABOUT HIM CAUSE I'M GONNA CRY

6. Jordelia - Cordelia was, is and always will be THE bad bitch. The ending of chain of gold when she told EVERYONE that she and James were fucking? ICOOONIC. But she's the bravest baby ever. James is this cute and gentle young man but in reality he will kill you 😍 they complete each other PERFECTLY, the tension between them in chain of iron changed me as a person, I will never be the same. ALTHOUGH they would be so much higher if not for chain of thorns... Like... This book just destroyed so many things I can't ☠️

7. Blackstairs - The tension between them when Emma was "dating" Mark, oh good god glorious. You know, Julian actually reminds me so much of James but he's SO MUCH MORE DISASTROUS, he's a fucking menace and I love that. His sexy brain did things to me 😎 Emma, my second bad bitch (I guess Cortana wielders are all that way) killing a Rider of Mannan??? I'm a goner for girl fighters. MY NEXT JACE HERONDALE. Julian will forever need Emma and Emma will forever need Julian 💕

8. Markkierantina - My poly cuties 🥺 it was the same as with herongraystairs, I couldn't decide if I want Mark with Cristina, Mark with Kieran or Kieran with Cristina, but cc corrected her mistake with herongraystairs and made them all smash. Amazing. Cristina was a key to make Mark and Kieran's relationship work, that's all I'm gonna say

9. Clace - That will probably surprise some of you but I kinda lost this clace magic along the way of reading tsc. I absolutely love them as characters and Jace is one of the funniest bitches. Idk, I don't feel it as much as I used to. But well I was 13 when I read tmi and now I'm 23 so 🤣 I still remember that 4-6 tmi books broke me emotionally so I have this great sentiment for Clace but we have many more couples that I love more 🥺

10. AriAnna - I fell in love with them when I read gotsm and I rooted for them SO HARD in cog and coi, I couldn't get enough of that tension. And then cot happened.... It felt like cc just decided to drop them, gave them an easy ending just to get rid of them... So I was greatly disappointed. And I know that if not for cot they would be higher

11. LucieJessie - Honesty (and I say this with great sadness) I was bored reading their story in cog and coi, they were just so bland to me, I don't know 😭 BUT cot made everything change. When Jessie came back to life he was SO FUN TO READ I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT!! I loved them and I'm sad that it wasn't like that from the beginning

12. Sizzy - I know, I know. But I never felt them 💀 I mean, yes I love them together and I love their characters but I don't see the magic 😭😭😭 I WANT TO

13. GwynDiana - Oh they were SO IMPORTANT TO ME 😭 I adored every minute but they didn't have much chapters so 😫

14. GideonSophie - Honestly I read tid years ago and I don't remember shit, I know that I liked them and Gideon was a babe to her 💕

15. CecilyGabriel - Same as 14, I don't remember shit, but I know I liked them less than Gideon and Sophie 💀

I hope I didn't forget about anyone!!

#cassandra clare #the wicked powers #kit herondale #the shadowhunter chronicles #ty blackthorn #tsc #twp #the dark artifices #malec #jordelia #clace #mark kieran cristina #thomastair #sizzy #herongraystairs #gracetopher #blackstairs #luciejesse

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booksdaydream · 1 year

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Masterlist?

*SPOILERS OF THE GAME HOGWARTS LEGACY AHEAD*

THE LOST AND FOUND MINI SERIES

AO3: The Lost and Found - Edited, darker version

Main Themes: ANGST, lots of angst! Some fluff but very misplaced. And a little bit of smut, very little.

Characters: Dark!Sebastian; use of MC; GN!MC; Ominis Gaunt; eventual Ominis Gaunt x MC.

Summary: Based on this post by @avadakedavravravra. Dark!Sebastian goes mad after he discovers MC and Ominis decided to turn him in for Solomon's death. He kidnaps Ominis and takes his place with a poly juice potion.

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV - a little fluffy, a little smutty

Part V - a little suggestive

Part VI - End

Epilogue - MC and Ominis' Ending POV

THE BLIND RIDER (WIP)

On AO3 Only (because of planned length)

But, posting SNIPPETS here!

Characters: Everyone. Like, literally. Some OC's. MC – Magnus Agathe and You, of course.

Summary: Magnus was the new 5th year, with incredible ancient magic and the role of a hero to fulfill. He faced hardships and made friends, sacrificing his own well-being.

And you will be the new 6th year, reborn in a dragon riding family, the Draggunnars. That meant being raised in seclusion on the Hebridean Islands, Scotland, learning everything you could about dragons under the watchful eyes of your pureblood family. That is, until your father couldn’t refuse Hogwarts invitation that year again.

Warnings: A bit of angst, a bit of fluff; violence (duel, end battle, blood); manipulation and lying; gaslighting; death (Ranrok, Solomon); rewriting the end of the game; bullying; slow burn; enemies to friends to lovers; mutual pining; suggestive content; eventual smut; POV second person; use of you; f!reader; reincarnation - just so it's easier to put yourself in her shoes.

Taking a break after chapter 40, maybe.

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championrevali · 5 months

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So I'm making my friend watch Shadowhunters, and I made them guess who ended up together (just based off the Hulu cover pic)

The first guess: Alec and Clary, but at some point Alec dates Izzy

Magnus, Luke, and Jace are poly (Jace is closeted, and they absolutely nailed that magnus gave bi vibes)

Simon: no bitches

Maia: lesbian, single

#shadowhunters #the mortal instruments

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powerpolyculeshowdown · 2 months

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im excited for both tournaments righrgrunkekg BUT for the two poly ships that have been taking over my life:

First of all theres RedCottonTie aka Bodoque x Juanin x Tulio from 31 Minutos!! Another pair of gay latinos... but this time they're puppets from Chile! A weird combo of "AWWW CUTE THROUPLE" and "THEY MADE TOXIC YAOI?!?!"

Then theres Robot Dreams wich i wont spoil in case you havent watched it... but holy shit they would be the healthiest and cutest couple ever

gah i had a weird day yesterday (positive) and i saw ur ask but i was busy then i completely forgot i didnt reply, im sorry!!

oh ive seen those gay latino puppets in my dash a few times from a few different ppl!!! but idk if they're well known in brazil? i never heard of them here so maybe we're missing out or maybe i live in a bubble hshdjs still theres lots of cute art, good for them!!

Big fan of the red rabbit design, like i said i never watched it but he has the vibes of a little guy who would commit crimes and id forgive him idk

ive seen gifs for Robot Dreams as well! i didnt know what it was called tho, i rlly like that last pic the dog w the sunglasses has such a powerful energy and the yellow robot looks silly and lovable i hope im right about that, the design is v cute! i also rlly like the art style in general!

That said i dont mind spoilers at all!! nowadays i rarely start new series, and honestly its v rare that spoilers will make me lose interest, sometimes it makes me more curious actually... thats how i got into magnus archives in the first place, for example, and now i got forever brainrot <3 So if u wanna tell me about it feel free too!! ill be sure to tag it as spoilers!

#heyitsfrogger #polyasks #polyships

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mr-laveau · 9 months

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Cu-wip-osity tag game >:D

@cash-n-prizes really told me to get my ass in gear and WELL, here I am so here we go!

rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your WIP folder and tag as many people as there are documents. let others ask questions about the ones that interest them, and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!

Tagging: there are too many people to tag and i don’t talk to that many people sooooo whoever wants can tag in. Trust me, I cannot tag that many people for this.

And Then there were three - SH, Angel & Baaabe

Roses n’ Thorns - Darlin/Quinn (past) - Darren(Darlin) used to be in a band with Quinn called Rose n’ Thorns. Yes, I did in fact write Darr being in a band with Quinn into his actual backstory, fuck timelines and canon, I do what I want.

Spell slot - Lovely(electro)/Vincent

Gotcha bitch! - Darlin/pack - poly Shaw pack - Darren (Darlin) has a breakdown when the pack throws him a surprise birthday party

In the face of eternity - Lovely(Vampire)

Who’s ya daddy? - SH/Milo (ft. Colm) - Sadhil (SH) realizes that he and Milo have daddy issues, except SH used to work for Milo’s daddy.

Pretty Girl(gn) Walk - Angel/Darlin/David(minor)

Self-portrait - Gavin/FL - Gavin has too many hobbies but this new one is fun.

Stellar Collapse - Starlight

Fed to the Wolves - David/Darlin

The importance of Couch sharing - Poly Shaw Pack - David/Darlin/Asher/Milo

Backup Generator - DAMN Polycule & Lovely(Vampire)/Vincent

Extra Lessons - Sam/FL/Darlin

Come Back to Haunt - David & SH

Do you have an appointment? - Sam/FL - R18

Hate to see em leave, Love to watch em go - Poly Shaw pack - Asher/Milo/David/Darlin - Asher and Milo talk about David & Darren (Darlin) behind their backs but they’re specifically talking about their behinds - R18

Sweet Dreams (are made of this) - Sunshine/Elliott

Dahlia Empowered Records & Profiles Department - audio project - Magnus Archives parody but make it Redacted

Honestly…no - David/Darlin

A Pack of Idiots - Poly Shaw Pack:

"I'm in love with Asher." David said. The room went quiet after that as Sadhil and Milo's eyes locked onto their alpha in disbelief–more specifically disbelief in the fact that David actually said the very thing that everyone in the pack would joke about when they saw him and his beta together in any capacity. The key word there being 'joked' because no one actually expected it to be true. Sadhil had the mind to question the statement further but got beat to the opportunity to speak. "Well no shit, Sherlock." Darren replied. "Took you that long to figure out?" Now eyes were going back and forth between Tank and David, the bigger wolf looking at the usually quiet shifter in bewilderment as they met his gaze with nonchalance. The investigator could already feel the tensions rising and if they knew both of their fellow pack members well enough then there'd be more to this. "What do you mean, long enough?" "–Darr means," Milo is the one to speak up this time, cutting off Tank from making anymore frank remarks and riling the other man up, "that we can all tell." "What?”

Running Memories - Darlin focused

Can You Roll a Charisma Check? - Lasko/Listener (pre-canon listener) - Lasko finds out that someone new has joined his DnD group and he’s definitely gonna have to roll high if he wants to impress them

Out for Blood - Sam/Darlin - R18

What if we all dated each other? - DAMN Polycule

In-Spectre - Yes I know that’s name of an anime, I’m being funny - SH/Milo:

"Why don't I take you dancin' some time?" "You got two feet shorter than myself there, toots. You think you can keep up?" Sadhil smirks.

Bad Dog - (Dom) Darlin/ Sam - R18:

"Course not." The vampire huffs. "I know you better than that Darlin." "Do you really, doc?" Darren smiles as crosses his arms and slowly strides over to Sam from across the bar with a sly grin. "Because I know for a fact that there's a side to me you haven't met yet and he wants to make you beg like a hungry mutt." Sam Collins has never in his life wanted anything more than just to let his mate have their way with him right now. He doesn't have time to question why when the one thing racing in his mind is to let Darren use and abuse him like a bone for his wolf to chew on, and he'll be damned if he doesn't let tonight be the night for that to happen. "Where?" "As much as I would like to fuck you in one of the stalls here, I want your ass on a bed where I can have it to myself tonight."

Broke Back Mountain - Sam/Huxley

Ghostly Touches - Lasko/SH/Milo - R18

Don’t Hold Your Breath - DAMN Polycule

Two Birds - David/Darlin

Worth of Chance - SH & Colm

Sway - Vincent/Lovely

Heart Strings - Asher/Baaabe/Darlin

Keeping Track of Things 1 & 2 - Darlin/Sam (feat. BE & Fred)

Reset Button - Lovely(Vampire) & Sam

Ghosted - SH/Sam/Darlin

Parks & Recreation - Darlin/David

Anyways, have fun~

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted fandom #ask meme #ask #ask game #inbox #redacted fanfic #redacted fanfiction #redacted asmr fanfic #redacted audio fanfic #writing wip #wips

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myfaveisfuckable · 10 months

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Rants!

Setsu/Yuriko/Raqio (Gnosia): if remraq was rare this combo is legendary +1. they are BOTH a crackship and a rarepair:

1) although they are all affected by the premise-induced timefuckery at some point, likely all come from extremely fucked up backgrounds (no way setsu isn't a child soldier + yuriko did extremely messed up neurological operations as a teen and is on the run from the shadow government AND has a bounty on her head + raqio is from a hypermeritocratic caste society where if you aren't smart enough you aren't considered a human being. every single one of them should get a 50% off therapy coupon) they never get a story cutscene together. diversity loss

2) in all my 1.5 years in this fandom i have met ONE (1) person who also shipped this. one. this isn't a shippy fandom in general tbh but i've seen more people draw a character hitting a boof than saying a peep about s/y/r

additional arguments:

3) it's nonbinary yuri (nb/f/nb) come ON there is nothing better than nonbinary poly yuri

4) i want to see them get into an argument

5) setsu can defo easily bench press the other two (please)

6) they look niceys together even though their designs are pretty different and not in the "intentional contrast" way

7) the aforementioned timefuckery makes this an uniquely delicious bond

8) if this gets in people will hear about this ship and these 3 deserve so much more :)

They made it past the preliminaries of @unpopularshipbracket but got curb stomped by some magnus archive guys.

So I'll just repeat my initial propaganda for it (and add more):

FNAF 2 guard shipping is an art that has been drowned out by people forgetting that the FNAF 2 guards exist because some of the MCI kids share the same forenames. FNAF 2 guard shipping is fun; two adults in the same situation with completely different survival strategies. I love it.

They are like two sides of a coin; One survives the long haul, facing increasingly difficult challenges. The other gets tossed into the thick of it and somehow crawls out the other side despite no training or preparation. Honed skill / dumb luck. They make a brilliant dynamic.

Cecil Gershwin Palmer/Carlos Ramirez: I have seen *one* crossover fanfic with this pairing and it is absolutely genius.

So, Welcome To Night Vale (WTNV) has a main canon pairing, darling Eldritch radio host Cecil and lovable scientist Carlos. For the longest time, Carlos didn't have a last name and backstory. Also, as a STEM girl, let me tell you, his 'science' doesn't make sense.

So the genius author decided: okay, let me just grab a random Carlos from a different medium and put him in there. Except it's not random, and works super well! Enter: Carlos Ramirez, from the Dresden Files, and urban fantasy novel. This Carlos is a wizard. Who now has to somehow pretend he's a scientist. While secretly battling the Eldritch horros lurking in Night Vale.

The two of them are super cute and happy together, and it just makes waaay too much sense, the worlds and characters mesh super well. I can never unsee it. There is literally No content besides that one fic. It is perfect.

#poll #tournament #wtnv #dresden files #gnosia

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lilmothgf · 7 months

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Poly harvey/farmer/Rasmodius

shy nervous introverts? sign me up!!!!!

absolutely crack pair but i've been playing SVE & romancable rasmodius and I feel like they'd get along well

if you disagree with me..well ur wrong. sorry

gender neutral afab reader, pregancy/babies mention cuz these guys are family men!!..not proofread we die like men

You managed to introduce Harvey & Magnus to each other during Spirit's Eve, they were both awkward and cute but eventually found some common ground between Harveys interest in Medicine and Magnus in the arcane

Harvey probably struggled REALLY hard at first trying to talk to Magnus, i mean, both of these boys would struggle, they are both just so awkward and not use to talking to people?? Thankfully they have you for a buffer but u can bet harvey is sitting there stumbling over his words😭

When you propose polyamory to them you set up clear ground rules and make it clear they can set rules with you too, you also made it clear you were ONLY interested in them but if they said no it's okay too..

Harvey & Magnus are probably the LEAST jealous bachelors of the town so I could see them giving it a chance.

They are also the most mature out of the singles in town...

They aren't interested in dating each other but they will get along with each other and probably form a close relationship. I can see Magnus trying to introduce Harvey to healing magic.

Also Harvey will try to give herbal remedies to Magnus for his Insomnia.. Which Magnus has BAAAD... Though he might also try to treat his chronic nightmares.

Though now that Magnus has you guys in his life the nightmares aren't so bad anymore :]

...still has a hard time sleepin tho.

ummm.. both of these guys want kids so I sure hope you want a big family!!

if you choose to carry their kids u bet these guys gonna take care and pamper you right up until the births, nooo doing farmwork in the last few trimesters!! Harvey will be ... heckin stressed to say the least tho. He has to deliver his own babies??? lort...

Of course adoption is a possibility too, they don't mind. Whatever farmer prefers.

Magnus often stays home to care for the kiddos since you and Harvey both have day jobs, so he makes having a big family easier.

They love being dads, they are so thankful farmer for u giving them this chance. ❤️❤️❤️

Both Magnus & Harvey are gentle parents :)

#stardew valley #self insert #magnus rasmodius #sdv harvey #sdv harvey x reader #sdv rasmodius x reader

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blocksgame · 1 month

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let's spread the self-love 💞

tagged by: @irrealisms

1. What resembles the grave but is hobby tunneling - QSMP, q!Etoiles is low-grade suicidal. There are jokes in it too. A good rule of thumb for writing fics is "write the fic you wish you could reading". I just think I did well by this one. Yeah.

2. And will we bring the stranger in? (Circle, grow and grow) QSMP, the original q!Favela Five fall in love with each other. This one is huge and crammed a lot of good dynamics into it. It is RICH with nuance. And I also love to write poly stuff. (I'm particularly proud of the A/B/C/D&E Ao3 relationship tag structure.) It is sadder than I think I meant it to be when I started but I think in a really interesting way - it starts hopeful, it is hopeful throughout, it ends hopeful, but things do just keep happening.

3. Old hands at fear (Hannibal / The Magnus Archives crossover anthology) - Hannibal and Will are avatars of various TMA fears. Short, fun, Chapter 4 is extremely inspired. Just read that one if you want.

4. listen while I talk on against time - DSMP, c!Quackity keeps c!Wilbur alive in Pogtopia. I wanted to list different fandoms here and for DSMP it was indeed a toss-up between this and Try to Make the Most Of Ourselves - but I think fewer people have seen this one-shot and it's IMO tightly-written and dark and lovely.

5. Fallow Year - Homestuck, about the Wayward Vagabond and food and the other kids on the meteor. There is food history and spreadsheets and solving problems and cautiously, compassionately, awkwardly, figuring out how to live. It's only halfway out but it is really shaping up to be my favorite fic I've ever written.

(I swear to god there is an in-character spreadsheet in this fic that I really made in Libreoffice and put the numbers and formulas in and everything.)

Thanks for the tag!

[I am too shy to tag others RN so if you see this and you're like "Wow, I kinda hope Orpheus tagged me," you're tagged. >:)]

#fic commentary #orpheus's fic

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yeehawbvby · 1 year

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Falling Away With You | Ch. 21

Sebastian x F!Reader and M. Rasmodius x F!Reader

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Chapter Summary: Mission: Abominable begins!!

Author’s Note: I keep getting frustrated at myself for writing Y/N to be so thirsty, but I’m also just writing her how I assume my character is in the game, given how harem-like Stardew kinda accidentally can be. So like.. yeah. ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧ She’ll eventually figure out that she’s probably poly lol.

Hope you enjoy! x

Table of Contents + Work Summary

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Magnus was super understanding when I told him that I wanted to go home and rest for a bit. I promised I’d be back later in the day, but told me with a sympathetic smile to take all the time I need to recuperate from my incident with his potion, noting that the mental effects may be drastic even with the physical symptoms gone.

It’s not just the potion I need recuperation from, I’d thought to myself with high hopes that he wouldn’t hear.

Deciding to take him up on the offer to just go back some other time, I spent the rest of the day sulking. Played a few online games with Seb, but just moped around otherwise. Wondering if that was all just an allergic reaction, or if it was my body’s way of rejecting magic… like, what if I’ve got ~the sense~ for these things, but can’t actually partake in any of it? That would suck, dude.

And then there’s the issue of that… lovey feeling that formed in me during the whole debacle.

That isn’t fun either.

We’re gonna ignore that part, though!

The new day has been lazy, but much needed, after all that farm work and stuff yesterday. I made some crepes for the first time as breakfast, researched good kotatsus for the upcoming colder seasons, and did a ton of much needed cleaning around the house. Got some playtime in with Cannoli too, once it got darker and cooler outside.

Now, the little man’s laying on my belly and purring as I stroke his soft fur. Soothing me from spiraling into any self-deprecating thoughts now that I’m not distracted by chores. Hopefully I can be a good farmer, if nothing else… but only time will tell.

I take note of how much bigger this lil’ man has gotten. He was basically skin and bone when Marnie delivered him to me like the goddamn stork, and now, he’s perfectly chubby, with fur thicker than ever before. It’s becoming apparent that he might be a Siberian, rather than a short-haired something-or-other.

I pick him up so that I can sit with my back against the headboard, holding him out in front of me once I’m settled. He softly meows, probably wanting me to put him back down, but instead I hold him to my chest like a baby and nuzzle my face onto the top of his head. His immediate purring soothes my soul. I guess I’m a pretty good cat mom, too.

I still have plenty of time — several hours, actually — to kill before I want to go to bed, but nothing feels appealing. I’ve played through all my games and don’t want to spend money on anything new quite yet. I don’t want to go back to Magnus just yet, because… obviously. I’m too lazy to make dinner, but don’t feel like ordering in either. And, it’s a Friday, so Seb and Sam have had band practice and whatnot with Abby all day. Don’t know if I wanna impede on their ritual hangouts.

It’s times like this where I really wish I had more confidence and more friends.

My phone vibrates, and in my desperation to not disturb Cannoli again, I try to grab at it without moving much. Unfortunately, I just wind up kicking it further away and onto the ground. Fuck.

Great to know that even if Magnus’ potion works, my clumsiness decided to stick around.

I apologetically kiss the fuzzy little head beneath mine before putting him aside, standing up and retrieving the device. I have a text notification from a number I don’t recognize.

Preparing for it to be spam, I unlock the screen, and am quite frankly baffled with my findings.

xxx-xxx-xxxx > heyyy. stole ur number from sebby’s phone

xxx-xxx-xxxx > it’s abby

Why is she texting me? Why was she going through his phone?

I shrug it off and quickly add her to my contacts and sit at the edge of the bed before answering.

< hey! what’s up

Abby > him and sam told me ur planning to check out that weird ass tower

Abby > i want in

Ohhh, Abigail. Just as fuckin’ peachy as ever. The stresses of the past two days aren’t allowing me to cope well with her intrusion... makin’ it real hard to want to be friends with her.

I sigh, silently urging myself to smile through the pain. It’ll pay off! If we can be friends, everyone will benefit, right?

Right?

< fine by me

< i’ll keep ya posted :)

Abby > no you won’t

Abby > we’re going tonight :)

…What?

Abby > i’ll meet you outside ur place at 12

WHAT?

< do i get any say in this?

Abby > c ya laterrr ;)

“Oh , come the fuck ON, bro!”

I hear Cannoli subtly activate beside me and put a comforting hand on his back, eyes still trained on Abby’s texts.

I peer up a few inches for the time. Just turned 8. That gives me 4 hours to contact Magnus somehow (I really need this dude’s fucking number, if he even has a phone), figure out some sort of plan that’ll benefit us both, and get back home… Ugh. I’m gonna have to go all the way there, aren’t I?

I’ve gotta leave, like, now.

I’m in the same outfit I wore out yesterday, but with one less bra and some cozy gray shorts instead of a skirt. Now isn’t the time for a bra. I toss my white sneakers over the black crew socks I’d been wearing, grab my keys, and make a dash for Magnus’ tower. I use my left forearm and hand to flatten my chest, keeping the ladies from flopping around, while my right arm pumps, phone and keys clutched in its hand.

The longer I run, the more I realize that I’m not tired. Like, at all. My lungs are fine, my heart rate seems as low as it usually rests, and I’m not breaking a sweat despite the humid summer air clinging to my skin. I wonder if this is what Magnus meant when he said the potion would lower my fatigue, like, permanently.

I also have the jarring realization that these shorts are short and they’re riding up my ass and coochie and Yoba I’m gonna look like a fucking mess showing up to his house like this. I shake my head and right wrist briefly to stop myself from getting too distracted. Gotta focus on keeping my pace.

Once the tower is within viewing distance, I check my phone for the time. About 15 minutes have passed – Magnus and I will have a few hours to get something done. I pick up the pace, only now starting to feel any shortness in my breath or dampness on my forehead. As I near the bottom of the cliff his tower’s perched on, I call out the wizard’s name, hoping he’ll hear me or feel my presence or something.

Thankfully, it works like a charm – just a few seconds after his title escapes my mouth, his response echoes within me.

“(Y/n)? What’s wrong?” He sounds worried – must’ve sensed my urgency. I sigh out in relief that he was able to answer so quickly. “Is everything alright?”

“Not really,” I explain, making my way up the steps. “Abby wants to come here tonight.”

“Fuck,” he groans, with his low and rumbly voice.

My breath hitches because o-oh my god that was the first time I’ve heard him say The Fuck Word and it sounded so—?!

I feel the hairs raise on my arms and my heart rate and temperature only now pick up.

No, (y/n)! Stop it! Bad dog!

I stop proceeding forward once I make it to the top of the stairs, breathe deeply, and blink a few times, in a desperate attempt to keep my mind empty and unable to be perceived.

Noticing how my hair threatens to stick to my neck and face, I tip my upper half down to pull my tresses up into a ponytail. God, my shorts were already riding up before, but the bent over motion I just did is shoving them further into my crack. Luckily, I’m able to get them into a more appropriate position by the time Magnus opens the door.

He asks aloud, “When will she be arriving?” as I give myself a once-over to make sure I’m not terribly disheveled.

“She wants to meet me at my house at midnight, and work from there.”

As I roll my sleeves to my elbows, I look up to meet his eyes, blue with concern. He sighs and runs his hands through his hair, his other on his hip, as he scans my face, and then my body oh god oh fuck and then my face again.

“Well,” he looks down at his feet in thought for a moment, trailing off. He seems to be in thought, but I could swear I just saw a flash of pink or red in his irises before they turned maroon again… Huh. “I must disguise anywhere that will be accessible, as well as bar off the basement.”

Magnus meets my orbs again, looking more confident this time around. “I can perform an enchantment to rearrange the appearance of my home, but it will require plenty of energy. It would be too risky to try the same spell downstairs, due to its inventory. Would you be willing to complete a small task while I work?”

I nod, “Yeah, of course.” I walk forward, so that I’m not, like, shouting at him from the top of the stairs anymore.

He lets me inside as he explains the first priority for the night. Magnus leads me downstairs, and describes that he has a statue down here – he calls it the Shrine of Illusions – which he can use to change his appearance at the cost of a drop of blood and some money. He has to do this, being how much different he looks than your average villager around here; and we do want him to seem like some guy that just so happens to like living in seclusion, after all.

While he’s talking, I gaze around yearningly at the bookshelves surrounding either side of the hallway. It’s been so long since I’ve read anything other than, like, fanfiction. Noticing my wandering eyes, he promises to allow me back here in the future, claiming a lot of these will help with my potential apprenticeship.

The room he escorts me to has some more books and a lounging area to the left, and the Shrine to the right, with a smaller version of the spell circle he has upstairs in front of it. I assume he needs to stand there or some shit for the shrine to do its thing.

After a warning that it’ll take him a bit to finish his transformation, I get cozy with a book on the opposite end of the room. The one I picked out at random – The Wizard’s Compendium: Oaths of the Corrupted – is an allegedly true story about the people who used to live in a desert in Galdora, now called the Crimson Badlands. It became dangerous and barren over time, due to a rising presence of black magic amongst its inhabitants.

I want to focus on the book so badly. I’m genuinely interested in learning, especially based on what the summary has to say about it… but once I glimpse up to check on Magnus, I find it hard to revert my attention.

As he works, his skin glows brightly, like those fancy berries he’s cultivating outside. He sits cross legged, floating above the also glowing ring painted on the floor, with his hands splayed out in front of him as some funky lil’ stars twirl around them. A slight breeze blows his hair out of his face, and his expression resembles that of someone who’s sleeping: eyes closed, mouth relaxed, only deep breaths escaping him.

He’s so beautiful.

Fuck.

No.

Stop ogling.

Wincing at myself, I sink lower onto the scarlet cushion of the sofa, and attempt to delve back into the book. Just when I’m finally getting lost in its contents, Magnus approaches.

“Alright, how do I look?”

Taking note of what page I’m on for future reference, I shut the book and all but melt at the figure before me.

Magnus’ usual gray skin is now a rich, dark amber. His hair is black with some gray speckled throughout, and his eyes are a deep and piercing shade of liquid gold, with some light wrinkles adorning the corners and bags. His ears are no longer pointed, but all else remains the same – he’s still crazy tall, still has the same features, and still has that stupid little beauty mark under his one eye. His clothes aren’t different either, but his earrings are gone.

Unfortunately, he looks stunning.

I barely even notice how easily I fucking blurt that opinion out to him oh my fucking god, but when his eyes widen and a deep crimson paints his cheeks, I realize my mistake. My features mirror his in an instant.

“O-oh my god, I mean, um…” I stammer for a sec as I look down at the closed book in my lap, trying to figure out the best way to escape this situation. “I just…” There is no escape. “I didn’t mean to just…” I am trapped. “Fuck.” I am a dumbass. “Sorry…” I mumble in defeat, hiding my face in my hands.

I only look back up when I feel his hand comfortingly flatten against my scalp, prompting a squeak out of me. He’s smirking, and has a mischievous glint in his eye as he starts his response. That look isn’t something I see often... only from, like, Seb.

My boyfriend…

Fuck me.

“I appreciate the praise, (y/n).” His voice sounds more… silky than usual? Hello?! “Truly.”

He removes the hand from my head and gestures for me to give him my own, so he can help me from my seat. I quietly and meekly thank him as I return the book back to its spot on the shelf. Then, Magnus explains our next steps:

I’m gonna be performing a low-level spell – one that he thinks I should be able to manage, despite my fucking atrocious experience with magic yesterday – in order to reinforce that nobody’ll be able to enter the basement until Abby’s gone. He doesn’t want me near him as he enchants the main areas, because one wrong move by me can throw everything off. He reminds me that we don’t want Abby to know magic is, like, an actuality yet. Any indication of what he does can turn this night into a whole thing. So, when I’m done enchanting the door, I’m to wait at the bottom of the stairs that lead down here until further notice.

I patiently linger by the top of the steps, admiring Magnus’ plants until he returns with a tome. He opens to the page I’ll need, and points to a specific section; he then mutters something barely legible, and a purple highlighter effect spreads across the lines I’m supposed to read.

“Remember, (y/n),” he sternly orders with a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t read anything else in this book out loud, even as a whisper.” I nod, and he reinforces the point, his unfamiliarly dazzling eyes boring into mine. “The effects of any other spell in this book summoned by an untrained mage could legitimately become catastrophic.”

“Got it,” I confirm with another nod. I let out a shaky breath as I look away from his face. “No pressure.”

His hand still on my shoulder, he gives it a squeeze. “Hey,” he calls for my attention. “I am assigning this to you so that you can practice. It’s quite elementary, but being that you’ve never incanted a spell before, it is truly not an issue if you find yourself unable.” Magnus offers a reassuring smile, seemingly melting my worries away. “I believe you can do this. And if your efforts fail, it’s nothing that I can’t fix once I’m done with my own duties upstairs. Alright?”

I nod again. Go off, bobblehead. I grin up at his kind features and thank him for the support, adding, “I’ll do my best.”

As Magnus climbs the stairs, he assures me he’ll need no more than 25 minutes, but reminds me that I absolutely cannot interrupt.

When he’s gone, I sigh, and look down at the open book in my arms. I sit on the steps in front of the locked door, reading it over in my head a few times.

I fumble my words often when I’m nervy, but when it comes to reading things out loud, I’m a fucking disaster. I need to rehearse this a few times if I want to do it correctly… then again, I don’t know if I can do the spell, nor do I know how much mana I have if that’s even something I do have, so I’m unsure of how many chances I’ll get to get this right.

A few minutes pass before I hear things moving around upstairs. I’m assuming that means Magnus is already deep in his work.

Now’s probably a good time to try this.

I stand up, taking a few deep breaths and hopping in place a little to shake out my worries. I then reach out in front of me until my palm is flat on the wooden door, look down at the grimoire, and begin.

My incantation is slow, and I’m careful to enunciate the words on the page. A few syllables in, something begins to tickle the inside of my stomach – it’s hard to ignore, but I do my best to push it aside. Before I know it, that feeling spreads, and suddenly it’s like I can distinctly feel each and every vein pulsing in my body. With only a few words left, the hand on the door begins to shimmer similarly to how Magnus did downstairs during his makeover.

And then…

There’s no fancy sparks, or any visible force coating the door, or anything. All that fancy shit… just kinda stopped once my words faded.

…Maaybe I just have to test it for myself?

I take a deep breath, wrap my fingers around the handle, and swing the door open with ease god fucking damnit.

I wish I knew what had gone wrong, but I’ve obviously got no idea, and it’s not like I have Magnus here supervising or providing guidance.

I guess I’ll just have to keep going.

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warm-blankets · 4 months

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Intro post

Hi there this is my little intro post I'd love for people to read this before interacting with me!

Name/Alias: Pom (like pomegranate)

Pronouns/sexuality: She/Her, poly with a preference for girls and nb

Age: 25

A lee leaning switch

If you need me to tag anything just send me a message and it will be done promptly! Also this is not the first time I have made a tickle blog. The reasons for deactivating the first one was because too many creeps made me way to anxious so I just decided to delete it!

I do have an anxiety disorder so I might reply to messages late 😅

I'll mostly be writings fics and prompts here. I will take requests as long as I can write it somewhat confidently! I will refuse any requests for things/fandoms that I'm not interested in.

N$FW blog: @love-lee-sheets

Here's a small list of interests that I'd like to write about! I consume alot of media so if something isnt on here you'd like me to write about just ask! Note: All characters will be aged up! I refuse to write about minors in regards to tickling!

Anime:

Haikyuu

Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Ouran Host Club

Durarara

The Monogatari series

Kuroko's Basketball

Hamatora

Death Parade

Miss Kobayashi's Dragonmaid

Kakegurui

Mob Psycho 100

Nanbaka

Games/Podcasts:

Pretty much any visual novel in existence (except for the really cursed ones iykyk)

Neir automata

Any pokemon game

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fridayyy-13th · 5 months

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20 questions for fic writers

tysm @three-magpies-in-a-trenchcoat for the tag!!

How many works do you have on Ao3? 4

What's your total Ao3 word count? 13,296

What fandoms do you write for? i used to write for the Hermitcraft fandom, but i've discontinued the one fic i started for it and moved on to The Magnus Archives. i've got a couple story ideas for other fandoms, but idk if they'll go anywhere.

What are your top five fics by kudos? well, i've only got four! but from most- to least-kudosed, there's: - Double Trouble (Hermitcraft, rated G, incomplete multichapter) - Know What Can't Be Shown, Feel What Can't Be Known (TMA, rated T, oneshot) - Time Enough to Spend Some Time Alone (TMA, rated T, oneshot) - Here, Nowhere, Somewhere With You (TMA, rated G, oneshot) and i'm totally not salty my two most kudosed fics are an incomplete work and something i posted at 3am, respectively.

Do you respond to comments? hell yeah! i love answering comments <3

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? gotta say Time Enough, bc it's more refined than its predecessor, Know What Can't Be Shown (man i really need to stop giving my fics such long titles, i always end up shortening them when referring to them). but for reference, both are pre-Unknowing jmart kiss fics; it's a favored headcanon of mine. Time Enough also spends more time musing on how Jon and Martin are feeling—that is, they feel Bad. Absolutely Terrible. sad and scared, both for the Unknowing and for each other.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Here, Nowhere, Somewhere, absolutely. the ending itself is pretty open, but Jon and Martin have reunited post-MAG 200, admitted they still love each other after its events, and found themselves Somewhere Else. it's the most hopeful.

Do you get hate on fics? not yet, thankfully. i'm not a well-known enough author for that lol.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? i do not! and i doubt i ever will. props to everyone who does, though.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? i don't really write crossovers, at least none i ever planned to publish, but i do have a couple fusion AUs in the works (that is, taking one story's premise and combining it w/the characters of another). and funnily enough, both are based on songs.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? i sure hope not.

Have you ever had a fic translated? no. though if someone offered to, i'd be honored!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? technically? a friend of mine and i made a couple AUs for a few different MCYT fandoms that never really went anywhere, but i've never co-authored something that's made it to publishing.

What's your all time favorite ship? probably jonmartin. i've read a ridiculous amount of fanfic for them, and i think pretty much all my WIPs feature it if both Jon and Martin are there (sometimes i'll make them queerplatonic, and sometimes they'll be part of a poly ship like jongerrymartin, but jmart tends to be pretty Do Not Separate in my mind lmao).

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? ages ago i was reading this one rom-com webcomic where two people wound up as roommates bc the landlord accidentally rented the single apartment to both of them, which i thought was a really cute premise, but then BAM there was some really awful transphobia in it. when called out in the comments, the author doubled down, so i snatched up the concept and decided "i'm gonna make this t4t out of SPITE." but uh i've found spite doesn't work very well as a fuel source for my work, and i can get the same awkward domesticity/mutual pining out of a safehouse fic, so it'll probably just stay buried in the WIPs folder.

What are your writing strengths? dialogue. or at least, making a character's dialogue sound like their voice. vocabulary, things like stammering or using filler words, cutting oneself off or pausing a bunch, that sort of thing. though sometimes the dialogue itself feels a little clunky. i also think i'm rather good at writing emotional scenes, especially once i'm in the editing stage of things.

What are your writing weaknesses? over-editing. my utter beloathed. i sometimes get really caught up in trying to make everything as clear as possible, when that just makes the work 5,000 words too long and takes way more time to do. i'm trying to be better about it.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? i think it's neat! but if you're monolingual you should read up on writing bilingual/multilingual characters beforehand, don't just wing it.

First fandom you wrote for? probably Pokémon? i'm not entirely sure.

Favorite fic you've written? Time Enough, hands-down. (though uh, hypothetically, if i wanted to make some small edits to it, would it be weird to do so? especially seven months after posting? there's a handful of lines i wish i'd phrased a bit differently.)

tags (no pressure!!): @radical-dadical-rafael @dramaticdads @winterswrandomness @ollieofthebeholder @ladydragonkiller @incandescentis @cornmazehater @jewishjon

#tag game #friday's fics #beloved mutuals #magpie tag #re: the edits for Time Enough—i noted them all down a couple months ago #some of them are probably too minor and i won't end up changing them #but others bug me every time i re-read the thing #but also yknow it's been seven whole months and i'm like ''ehhh that's a long time maybe i should just leave it''#so i figured i'd ask you guys & get some second opinions

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