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pearlsinmyhair · 11 months

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₊ ⊹ the price of the name.

synopsis: reader has had a hard life, and now she’s an orphan. but someone just as lonely comes into her life to take her under his wing.

warnings: violence in this chapter (capture of an anomaly, star girl gets injured), mentions of getting stitches without anesthetic. The Fight ™. Miguel loses himself in anger twice (tread lightly). lots of cursing. use of spanish.

so…it does get worse after this chapter. hobie is a g (yes he’s here). as always, this is a platonic!miguel x reader fic, not a romantic one.

part i | part ii

word count: 2.7k

part iii: i’m not her

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“let’s go over the process one more time.” miguel was saying as you both exited the trans-universe portal.

“no, please god, no.” you groaned, pressing your hand to the mask of you spider suit. “we must have gone over this a million times, miguel. this isn’t my first anomaly.”

the eye patterns of his suit narrowed. you had gotten to know his facial expressions well over the past nine months, even when he was wearing his mask.

“yes, but this one’s big. you’ve never tackled a big one before.” he claimed, and you rolled your eyes.

“telling me about it isn’t going to be the same as me actually experiencing it. just let me do my thing.” you responded, shooting a web to a nearby building and jumping up to swing.

miguel’s tight grip on the back of your suit held you still like a puppy, and you wriggled for a moment before giving in and letting him set you on the ground.

“we’re waiting for the other spider, remember? slow down.” miguel said firmly, hand resting at the base of your neck for a moment in a ‘stay’ gesture. you shrugged his hand off.

“who is it?” you asked. you had yet to work with someone other than miguel on missions. he preferred to work with you hands on, using the anomalies as a lesson.

yet another thing that was unusual: miguel didn’t do ‘partners’. jess was the closest to that before you.

miguel’s posture stiffened, and your spidey-senses tingled as you put the pieces together.

“don’t tell me.” you said in a giddy voice to him, and miguel pressed his fingers to his temples as if trying to relieve a headache.

before you could press him more, the sound of an all-too familiar guitar riff burst across the roof top you both stood on.

“hey, star girl.” came the sound of a familiar voice, slurred with a cockney accent.

you turned and ran straight to hobie, pounding your fist with his as you pulled you close by his arm around your shoulders.

“you two…know each other?” came miguel’s stern voice, glaring at you and hobie.

“yeah, we’ve met a few times around the base.” you explained as hobie shoved your shoulder playfully.

“y/n’s pretty hard to miss, boss. kinda surprised you assumed we hadn’t.” hobie said, and you didn’t miss the mocking tone in his voice as he looked at miguel.

you poked him in the ribs, willing him to behave.

he pinched your side in response, causing you to squeal and pull away from the spider punk beside you.

“enough play, let’s secure this anomaly.” miguel said, murmuring a curse in spanish as he turned from you and slung a web.

hobie looked down at you. “does he get jealous this of’en?” he asked, shooting a web of his own as he shifted his guitar up his shoulder.

you shrugged. “he’s not jealous, hobie. you just piss each other off.” you both jumped from the building, quickly locating the thing you were to capture.

“sure, i piss him off. but that was different. he’s got a soft spot, y/n”

you shrugged again as you pulled yourself up into a flip, locating the anomalies weak points.

it took a moment for you to realize just why miguel was so concerned.

the anomaly was a green goblin, and a quick one at that.

nine months ago you would have been useless in this fight. but now? miguel’s training has honed your skills, and you moved through the motions with the ease of a dancer in a well-rehearsed routine.

that was, until the goblin threw one of his smoke bombs right into your face.

the momentary blindness caused you to miss your webbing. you slammed through a window of a skyscraper into an office building, rolling across the floor and into a desk.

“fuck.” you murmured as you tried to stand, only for your legs to buckle. your ears rang from the bomb, and your eyes watered.

you removed your mask, taking a breath of fresh air as you tried to get your barings. you looked down at your body in an attempt to take stock of your injuries.

there was a laceration across your calf from the glass, and your shoulder throbbed. it took a second for you to realize that it was dislocated.

you took a few moments to rest your head back, fighting the urge to just sit and rest. you were needed. you had to get back.

you shifted up against the desk, manouveing your arm so that it sat in place before you shoved your body to the side.

you let out a strangled cry when your arm popped back into place, the pain bright but brief. your hearing was coming back, and you could hear the distant cackles of the green goblin as you stood.

you stepped to the broken window, taking a breath before you jumped back into the fight.

“hey star girl! you still with us?” shouted hobie from a distance, and you gave him a thumbs up.

he couldn’t afford the time to ask you more, simply nodding as he slammed his guitar against the goblin’s glider, causing the anomaly to fall.

orange silk stuck to the goblin’s chest, tugging him forward before a blue figure slammed into his chest, causing the two to fly into another building, disappearing from view.

you took a moment to just hang, catching your breath as you waited for miguel to give you and hobie the go ahead.

when nothing came, you scowled, swinging through the opening.

the sight that greeted you made your blood run cold.

you knew miguel could get mad. you had heard the whispers, heard the stories, listened to the tales of blood and broken bones that followed in his wake.

but nothing could compare to actually seeing his brutality.

miguel laid into the goblin, his fist colliding with his jaw over and over again, each impact sounding wetter than the last.

the anomaly’s mask was long sense shattered, and you could see the eyes of norman osborn just barely clinging to life.

“miguel stop.” you said, voice barely above a whisper as you fought down the bile rising in your throat.

but miguel didn’t hear you, slamming his fist against the goblin’s face again.

you should have known not to get too close. you were trained to stay away from close fist fights. but in that moment, nothing mattered.

you took a step closer and placed your hand against miguel’s back, trying to calm him. “mig, you need to st-“

his elbow collided with you nose with a sickening crunch. blood burst from it like a supernova, and your vision swam as you stumbled back a few steps.

hobie caught you under the armpits, hauling you back so you could both lean against a desk for support.

“miguel, what the fuck.” he was saying, voice low and angry as he pressed a ripped off part of his shirt to your nose. you winced in pain, and hobie’s eyes hardened even more.

when you finally got the courage to look up at your mentor, your mouth went dry.

because he was already looking at you, with the same mixture of guilt and regret that he had when he first took you as an apprentice.

he was on you in a second, hovering over you and cupping your face with clawed hands. looking wild while beating a man was one thing, but the devastated look he gave you now as he held you was much much worse.

hobie was still pissed, watching miguel from behind you, making sure that he was gentle.

miguel brushed the blood from your nose with a claw, looking tortured. all the while he was murmuring soft sentences in spanish, things that you didn’t quite have the mental capacity to translate, what with the broken nose and bleeding leg.

“lo siento, pequeña. no quise hacerlo, va a estar bien. mierda chica, lo siento mucho.”

you watched as hobie tapped at his watch in your peripheral, and an orange portal opened to your left. it seemed to snap miguel out of whatever trance he had fallen into, and he straightened.

he nodded to hobie, and the punk picked you up easily as miguel did the same for the now-unconscious green goblin.

“ready?” asked the spider holding you, though you knew him enough by now to understand that the question was mostly rhetorical.

you nodded as you pressed the back of your hand to your nose, preparing for the lecture that surely awaited you.

the four of you jumped into the portal, back to base.

₊ ⊹

the worst possible thing miguel can do is be quiet.

he did it often. once you had called him a ‘stewer’, because he would wait until whatever speech he was preparing was the perfect amount of cruel.

you sat in your designated chair with one leg up as the spider-doctor of the base bandaged it. it had needed stitches, and you had forced yourself to go through it without any kind of anesthesia. you had stitched up worse on your own before.

“two weeks rest, and then you’re able to go back in the field. just take it easy for now.” the doctor was saying, and you nodded. you were only truly half listening. the other half of your attention was placed upon miguel, who stood with his back turned to you not twenty feet away.

the doctor dismissed themselves, and you pulled your leg up to sit criss-cross in the chair.

it was a design by miguel himself, added when you needed a place to sit on days where your mentor was busy in his office.

you could still vaguely hear the echos of him explaining complex microbiology and gene-splicing as you did your research papers beside him.

miguel was silent for a few more beats, and you continued watching him, knowing that he felt you staring.

you had been his apprentice for nine months. you knew each others mannerisms well by now.

he let out the characteristic “you’re about to get an earful” sigh that typically haunted your nightmares.

“you almost died.”

oh.

you expected something a bit more barbed, but you could work with this.

“yes. i almost did. but i’m here, and i’m ok.”

“it doesn’t matter.” he said as he finally turned to you, with a solemn resignation in his eyes that made your heart stop.

“you. almost. died. y/n. and i can’t allow that while i’m your mentor. you’re benched.”

your confusion sharpened to irritation.

“you can’t bench me, miguel. i’m not a child.” you responded, rising from your seat. when you put weight against your freshly stitched leg you tripped slightly. miguel gave you a hard look as if it justified his decision.

“i’m your superior. if i say you’re done, you’re done. understood?” he said, with a note of finality that meant he didn’t want a response other than confirmation.

you shook your head, unwilling to back down. “no, i don’t understand.” you replied, squaring your shoulders in an attempt to look bigger next to his tall form.

“i don’t understand why you give me special treatment over others. i don’t understand why you feel the need to be so fucking protective over me. miguel, i don’t…” you sighed, gathering your words as he watched you with a carefully controlled expression.

“i know you feel a certain…responsibility over me because i’m your apprentice. and i understand your concern. but i’m also a person. i’m eighteen, soon to be nineteen. i can handle scrapes and bruises. it’s what we do-“

“y/n, it wasn’t just scrapes and bruises this time. you flew through a fucking window. jesus christ, kid, i thought you were dead.” his tone leaned to desperation, and it made any words you had prepared die in your throat.

sweet clarity.

miguel laying into the green goblin like it was personal, like it was vengeance. how the moments that you took to rest were probably actually minutes, making it look like you went AWOL. how when miguel accidentally elbowed your nose, he probably expected to find you bleeding amongst glass rather than clutching your face.

but the sympathy that normally accompanied your conversations with miguel was gone. instead, words sharpened like blades on your tongue.

“this isn’t fucking fair, miguel. i didn’t ask for this.” you said lowly.

his eyes narrowed at you. “and what exactly is this.”

the words on the tip of your tongue, ready to fire like bullets at the weakest part of miguel. the must vulnerable.

there was always an unspoken fifth rule of your partnership.

never, under any circumstances, talk about his daughter.

“being treated like i’m gabriella. like i’m some second chance for you to make things right. as if i’m just another option to make your life happier-“

you didn’t get to finish.

miguel’s hands clenched the collar of your suit, lifting you so that your toes barely brushed the ground. it wasn’t strangling, but the way he glared down at you promised violence.

your breath caught in your throat as he looked at you, rage palpable as his claws created puncture holes in your suit.

but you trudged on. you had repressed these thoughts for too long.

“miguel, you can’t lock me in a tower and call it love.”

all at once, the rage faded, and the grip on your collar ceased.

you dropped to the floor, wheezing. but a web hit your chest, easing you down. you followed its trail back to the owner.

hobie brown stood in the entrance way to miguel’s office, looking livid. but he said nothing.

that was always the wonderful thing about hobie. he knew when to wait for your signal.

“listen to me very carefully, kid. you will go home, now. you will get the fuck out of this demension as soon as this conversation is over, and you will stay out of it until further notice.” miguel growled, looking down at you.

“you will not be called on any missions, and you will not respond to any invitations to help.” he looked pointedly at hobie. “if you do, i will take your watch and drag you back to your dimension myself. am i understood?”

you looked at him from the ground, frustrated tears in your eyes. there was no way out.

“yes sir.”

you got up and walked out of the office.

₊ ⊹

hobie followed you, keeping pace with your limping step.

“are you really gonna listen to that prick?” he asked, glaring at some nosy spiders that stared. “he’s a fucking idiot if he thinks your gonna stop-“

“i am going to, hobie. i’m going home.” you told him, and the spider-punk paused.

“you saw how he looked at me. do you think he’s going to be kind when he finds me swinging with you or pav with anomalies? you think he won’t drag me back?” you knew miguel well. and you knew his resolve.

he wouldn’t hesitate to take your watch. he wouldn’t hesitate to confine you to your own reality, never to see him or your friends again.

all for the sake of protecting you.

‘you could have died.’

“you said your parents are gone, right?” hobie asked, and you stopped walking at the audacity of that question. when you turned to him, he raised his hands up to show you he meant no harm.

“i just don’t think you should be alone right now. come crash in my flat. we’ll find something to do other than wallow in our own misery, ay?”

you deflated, wanting nothing more than to sink into hobie’s embrace. and you did, allowing him to pull you close as the tears you were holding back finally escaped your eyes, leaking onto hobie’s blue shirt, mixing with the blood that stained it from your nose.

he tapped his watch to open another portal, and you spared one last glance towards the direction of miguel’s office before you stepped through it.

masterlists | part iv

so…like i said…it does get worse in the next chapter. i hope that you all liked this one ♡. stay tuned…

“lo siento, pequeña. no quise hacerlo, va a estar bien. mierda chica, lo siento mucho. - i’m sorry, little one. i didn’t mean to do it, it’s going to be ok. shit kid, i’m so sorry.

taglist:

@pearlssdiary @zeyzeys-stuff @alexisabirdie @ifuckyourmom @hagdgishbr @migueloharaslxt @ladynecromancer @ladyfairenvale

#the price of the name #miguel x you #miguel ohara x reader #miguel ohara x fem!reader #platonic!miguel ohara x reader #dad!miguel o’hara #daughter!reader #star girl #star girl hasn’t paid in full yet #miguel x reader #miguel ohara atsv #miguel atsv

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darkinfinity · 6 days

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Happy 28! Here are all the fics I read and enjoyed this past month!

☁ Call out my name by lesbidirection (E, 101k)

Apparently, it's bad PR to fall in love with the omega you hired to help you through your rut.

Harry Styles begs to differ.

A soulmate AU where two lovers find each other entirly by accident, featuring photoshoots, Gucci suits, too many takeaways, having sex and feeling sad, an alpha who feels lost, and the omega that finds him. It shouldn't be this easy, but it is.

☁ don't be afraid to love (and love again) by @voulezloux (T, 83k)

All Louis’ life, he’s known he’s been different. There’s always been something at odds about how he felt.

As the eldest daughter of seven kids, he knew something was wrong with his body. Something was off, he just couldn’t quite put his finger on it. His mum dressed him in dresses and tights, plaits in his hair as he wandered around with the local neighborhood boys. They called him a girl, called him she and Rosemary when his name is Louis. He had told the boys as such, but they would tell him Louis is a boy’s name, not a girl’s.

Louis is a boy. He knows he is.

or the one where louis is trans and afraid, harry is cis and brave, and being 100% yourself is easier said than done.

☁ Wither & Bloom by @dizzy-pixie17 (E, 65k)

No one knows that legendary Harry Styles is an omega. The record label, the fans, and even his family have no idea, leading to a very isolated and very lonely life for Harry. He knows it's for the best. Otherwise, he'd never have the career he wanted and he contents himself in the knowledge that he's not the only one. But when Harry injures his voice during a performance, his manager hires a new vocal coach to help put him to rights. Cue Louis Tomlinson, the sweetest, sexiest, kindest alpha in the world, stepped right out of Harry's dizziest daydreams. While Louis tries to figure out why there's something so incredibly un-alpha-like about 'Alpha-King of Pop' Harry Styles, Harry is busy trying to control his omega's undeniable urge to throw himself at the object of his infatuation.

Amid an accidental misgendering, getting slick in public, tour bus snuggles with awkward boners, and unprovoked drops, Harry will have to choose whether he wants to keep living a lie for the sake of remaining in the spotlight or if he'll sacrifice everything to be with the man he loves… Assuming Louis ever comes back.

☁ Give me love by @falsegoodnight & @soldouthaz (E, 41k)

Despite being an omega, Louis’ always had a blatant dislike of alphas.

Or, Louis doesn't feel like a good omega, Harry doesn't remember how to be an alpha, and they figure it out together.

☁ Freeway of love (in a pink Cadillac) by @mizzhydes (E, 33k)

Louis was on his way to Miami to visit an old friend. Harry was going there for a little R&R and take in the sights and sounds. A sudden upgrade in seating brought these polar opposites together. The universe works in mysterious ways and they are unknowingly about to embark on an adventure they will surely remember for a lifetime.

Prompt 107: Sugar daddy AU inspired by this tweet: “going to sit next to the richest looking middle aged man on my flight and scroll through my nudes for three hours straight” with rich daddy Harry and bratty baby Louis

☁ this brokenness inside me might start healing by @loveislarryislove (T, 29k)

Louis grew up in a tiny town, where everyone knew everyone -- or at least, they think they do. Then he left, and became a successful singer-songwriter, a star that everyone in the country knows -- or at least, they think they do.

But when Louis returns home for the birth of his first nibling, he meets a librarian who doesn't know him at all. And that's all Louis could ask for.

☁ Cuddlebug by sun_flowr (Not rated, 19k)

When the call from the adoption agency finally calls, Harry and Louis are surprised to discover that they have been tentatively paired with a young pup named Rami, who suffers from a multitude of issues stemming from the abandonment he’s suffered. But no matter the challenges, they know they will do everything they can to care for and love this pup as if he was their own.

Prompt: a/b/o established relationship where they finally go adopt a child and find a toddler with touch depri/abandonment issues and they build him a nest and comfort him

☁ Stars will align for us by @2tiedships2 (Not rated, 15k)

"The serial monogamist is single," Niall said by way of introduction when he sat down across from Harry in the canteen.

Harry sipped his chocolate milk. "What are you going on about?"

"Your alpha dream boat," Niall said. "That tiny little footie player? I heard from Hannah that he's broken it off with his boyfriend so he’s single and ready to flamingle. Now's the time to make your move."

Harry sipped his chocolate milk harder to keep himself from replying.

Or the one where Harry is an omega at a loss of how to get past his pining and gain the attention of Louis…especially considering the alpha is always in a relationship.

☁ now i'm tracin' all my steps to you by @alwaysxlarrie (T, 5k)

Of all the things Harry was prepared for this summer, Louis Tomlinson and his wonderful, wonderful scent isn't one of them. It probably shouldn't be as shocking as it is that it makes Harry want to nest. There's only one slight problem -- Harry and nesting aren't exactly on familiar terms. At all.

This does not stop Harry from borrowing ("borrowing") Louis' things all throughout summer, though. Oops?

☁ Send me your pillow (the one that you dream on) by fairytalefemme (G, 3k)

Harry is embarrassed to realize he's nesting but can't stop stealing Louis' things for his nest.

Short fluffy o/o gaybo drabble with lots of cuddles and softness and sock stealing <3

#28th appreciation #fic rec #larry fics #may fic rec #larry fanfiction

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definitely-not-indecisive · 4 months

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So I found you through your batfam/Spiderman fic and I was wondering if you could make a rec list?

Hey there! Thank you for checking out my blog and for reading my fic! I love seeing that you've commented on a chapter in my inbox.

As far as a rec list goes, I've never actually written one before. But I assume you want ones that are specifically spider-man/batman crossovers?

It's a whole new way of looking at [daddy issues] by spaghettiash: This a series of two little one-shots that I absolutely loved. It's another Peter gets transported to the DC universe with Dick Grayson looking exactly like Richard Parker. Love this one.

Help Me, I Don't Feel Like Myself Anymore by Astra_Nova_Kat: This fic was amazing, this was my bookmark comment exactly "I need this, I need this like I need oxygen, like I need love. This is so well written, I could cry. I need it injected into my veins and tattooed on the inside of my eyelids, omg." Again, much like the one above, Peter is transported into the DCU and stumbles across alternate versions of Richard Parker and Ben Parker. I loved it.

Aunt May and the Justice League by Anonymous: This fic is great, if you love the idea of Aunt May being kick ass and -fade to black- sleeping her way through the Justice League in a super classy way, and being such a supportive mum to her dear nephew Peter in the DCU. Very much open relationships, though the main plot doesn't really start to kick in until a few chapters in.

Green, through and through by another_fucking_robin: I love this one, particularly because it's trans Peter Parker. There just aren't enough of them, and when it's well written, it plucks at my heart strings. Plus, the Lazarus Pit is an ally, and I love that for them. This fic just starts off so good, I was in love with it from chapter one.

rot with all the burnouts in the cell by magnuschases: This fic is really entertaining. Like, Dick Grayson, you are the father! And Peter's responses were just great. Awkward grandpa!Bruce will always have my heart.

Singing In My Blood by LialeeEderian: This one is cute. Peter literally falls into Dick Grayson's life. Dick Grayson is clearly his alternate universe dad, and everyone can see it.

a shining spider web by Selador: an alternate spin off of Dark Matter by mysterycyclone. In this fic, the nice guy on the subway that gives him sunglasses during his migraine, clearly Jason Todd, takes him home and adopts him. Very cute and sweet.

Homesick by NotSoSweetHeh: I adore this fic. Peter convinces the Batfam that he's actually an alien, rather than a dimension traveller. Seems easier to him, that way. And it is very easy for him to pull off.

Harry Potter and the Great Custody Battle by dajgen: Okay, say what you will about JKR, she's TERF piece of shit and I hate her. However, I do not hate Dajgen and their work (that would make me a hypocrite, considering my work Wildflowers in the Spring, with is also a HP/DC crossover). Controversial to add a HP related fic, but I feel like I should add it anyway, because I genuinely enjoyed it. It's basically a fic where Harry is related to both Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne. Harry needs them to get out of the Triwizard Tournament. So, a threeway crossover. I won't give anymore spoilers, should you choose to read it.

I hope you liked my picks, I've never actually made one of these before, so I hope I did it right 😅 feel free to hit me up if you want to share your thoughts about my recommendations. I tried to pick fics that were in a similar vein to mine, since I wasn't sure exactly what you were looking for. Thank you for this ask, it was really fun putting this list together! Shout out to all these very talented writers. There's plenty more, but I don't want to inundate you. If you want more recommendations at a later date, feel free to ask me again 💕💕

#definitely-not-indecisive #theneonghosts #fanfic rec #my recs #Spider-Man/DC crossover list

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beanghostprincess · 4 months

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Hi!

I just read a very funny fic 'Much ado about nothing' by Fire_lily and Violet_20 on AO3 and I was wondering... how do you think Sanji (and by the other guys) would behave when the girls are on their periods?

Okay, yeah, it was really funny. I often think about this, honestly, ngl. And you know how much I tend to write because I'm a menace to society, so I'll try to keep it brief. Btw, assume all the guys here are cis men (which hurts, because I'd rather die than say Usopp, Luffy and Zoro have dicks. But okay. Let's say they do) and that Nami is the only one in her period (because I think Robin is trans and also she has been dealing with pain so much on her own that even if she had her period, the crew wouldn't even notice. Nami, Franky, Jinbe, and Brook would be the only ones knowing).

Chopper is the one explaining what a period is, by the way, because these idiots know the basics but not much and I think they could use some health classes? Like, seriously, it'd be nice.

Luffy: Doesn't understand what the fuck is a period (Makino explained it. His ass didn't listen). If Nami is bleeding, can't Chopper cure her? Oh, he can't? Is she sick? Is she going to die? No? She's fine, then? But she needs them to give her a break because even if she isn't sick, she's still not going through the best time. It's uncomfortable and she feels bad and sensitive. I think Luffy would have a lot of questions and he would ask shamelessly about them. And he would also try to be considerate and share his food with Nami and cause less trouble. I know he's chaotic but he's always really nice when a crewmate is in pain, and if Nami (his navigator. His Nami!!!) is feeling bad, he'll do whatever he can to help her. If she has cramps he'll probably stay beside her and sleep with her and cuddle. He's actually worried sick even if she tells him she's fine.

Zoro: He doesn't really give a fuck. Kuina explained what periods were to him and how unfair it was and he agreed. It is unfair. It is fucked up. They shouldn't go through that. He respects Nami a lot for being able to work and yell and live normally while she's bleeding and cramping (I mean, that's HIS normal state, but Nami isn't like him). So he just supports her from a distance and if she needs anything he'll just try to help and that's it. He's like?? He's normal about it. Just a thing the body does. Everyone thinks it's such a big deal, but it's not.

Usopp: He grew up with Kaya. I don't need to say anything else. He's always complaining about Nami being louder than usual or oversensitive and saying that she doesn't need to blame them for being in pain, but he only says it because they're best friends, lmao. "Girl, I know you're in pain but it's not my fault. Chill. Do you want a chocolate bar?" and he's pretty much the only one allowed to keep her company when she's stressed and too angry to deal with the others. Bestie privileges. He knows how to make her happy. The perks of having a childhood sweetheart and taking care of her when she was on her period (she was just emotional, though, not like Nami who is a ticking time bomb depending on the month). He always has pads, pills, and distractions ready for Nami. He's just there and normal about it and helping her out.

Sanji: Fucking dramatic. I can't stand him. I'm gonna throw bricks at him. I love him, but he's either the most respectful gentleman on earth or the weirdest guy ever about this. He's probably both at the same time. He's SO annoying, oh my god. He keeps wanting to do everything for Nami, and okay, the food, tea, and extra snacks are fine. But it's just too much. He's the one crying all the time like "WHY DID GOD CURSE OUR MELLORINES WITH SUCH PAIN?????????? OH NAMI-SWAN IF I COULD TAKE YOUR SUFFERING I WOULD!!!!!! YOU ARE SO BRAVE FOR THIS!!!!!" and Usopp is the one actually throwing stuff at him and kicking him out of the girl's room when he comes to bring some snacks and won't shut up. He's,, Overly helpful. He has good intentions, really, but Nami is just on her period. She can still move and do her own things, thank you very much. I think he learns to be more normal about it with time, though. And he's just this way with Nami, probably (I say this bc I'm writing a Sanuso fic with Trans Usopp on his period and I swear Sanji is normal about it).

Chopper: I mean. It's the doctor. He keeps an eye on Nami and takes care of her. He's gentle and always tries to bring her painkillers if it's too much. Reminds her to drink a lot of water and eat properly but never too much because she could get sick! He's the cutest, gentlest thing ever.

Franky: Another dramatic man. He's just like Sanji, except that instead of crying because Nami has to go through this, he keeps saying she's SUPEERRRRR COOL AND STRONG FOR DEALING WITH THIS. But it's only for a few seconds and then he's just acting like a dad. Which includes helping if needed but then asking the weirdest questions to see if Nami is alright.

Brook: He would be the sweetest thing ever. But also, we gotta admit that he's still a perv and would ask to see Nami's underwear anyway. But leaving that aside, yeah, he's sweet. He offers tea and gentle music while she works and tries to be a gentleman. He makes a few jokes here and there, Nami hits him, the usual stuff. But he's a sweet grandpa so he's just there being nice. But, y'know, Brook is always nice to be around. He just offers his help more and often asks Nami if she's feeling okay.

Jinbe: He doesn't quite understand what he's supposed to do, but he just doesn't get in Nami's way if she's mad, and if she's sensitive he'll try to make the crew shut up for a while. Gentle older man. He always tries to make peace around the place, but pretty much like Brook and he also tries not to overstep. He asks Zoro if he should be doing something, and Zoro just shrugs and says to let Nami do her own thing.

#okay this is actually really sweet #gonna fix this and say luffy/zoro/usopp are trans to me and they have their periods too but yeah #also sanji is so obsessed with periods because they give him gender euphoria and envy he wants that so fucking bad #he constantly asks nami to describe how it feels like and she thinks he's being a perv but nope. he's just transfem any prns genderfluid #it's impossible for me to make this about robin okay it's just like ace. i can't picture them being cis. it's a nightmare to me.#one piece #cat burglar nami #strawhat pirates

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Yet another post-canon Azula plot bunny

This time, with 100% more trans fem energy.

I've actually had this one for a while, and discussed it at length with @jusendork on discord. But due to an unfortunate run-in with malware, and discord support being useless as ever, my account and all the dm convos are lost forever now, so I figured I'd put it up on here so the idea itself does not fall down the memory hole.

So this came as a result of my unfortunate tendency to write right up to the line about trans adjacent characters, but never really go all the way despite being trans fem myself (see every Ranma 1/2 fanfic I have ever written). So this ones for all my sisters out there.

We begin the fic ten years after the ending of ATLA, and we're just going to sidestep the comics. The inciting incident is an attempt on the life of Fire Lord Zuko; the plot fails, but with as of yet no heir, the Fire Lord is in a politically difficult situation.

Wanting to settle this matter discretely, Zuko turns to his old friends to find the whereabouts of his sister, to determine whether she had any part in the plot, and if not, to return her safely to the capital so that there will be a line of succession. Unfortunately for him, he's a bit hard up for people able and willing to help. Ultimately, only Katara, ambassador from the Southern Water Tribe, and Mai are able and willing, no matter how reluctantly.

I've decided to borrow one note from the comics and have Zuko have split with Mai. Whether he is married to someone else for political reasons, I have not decided. The first leg will be told primarily from Katara's point of view as the outsider to the family dynamics. In the search, she's trying to peel back the layers of resentment and secrets. Mai knows more than she let's on.

Azula herself has been living under an assumed name in Ba Sing Se, disappearing into the anonymous mass with the help of a few of the former Dai Li who remained loyal. I've mulled various different trades she may have plied to survive, from organized crime to more reputable trades, but ultimately they are not important. The key is that she's basically been disassociating the past ten years, and the sudden arrival of people from her past dredges up everything she's been trying to forget.

The keystone of all this is that Azula is a trans girl, and it always was a sordid little secret of the royal family. Her father's (selective) affirmation of this was just another part of controlling her. From the moment his 'son' made 'his' first flames when 'his' mother humored 'his' protestations, Ozai saw an opportunity. 'Azulon' the Younger can play at being a girl, but only if she's the best. And she certainly can't go back on filial piety.

The main theme of it will be transmisogyny in all its forms. And I'd hope to do it in such a way that conserves the scenes in the original; events occur as they did in the show proper, but flashbacks are of course in full unreliable narrator. So the changes would be things that recontextualize events, not change them.

This is of course one of those ideas I may not actually get around to, so please don't stop if you're thinking along similar lines or if you got inspiration from this. But I really just had a good hard think about how Azula in fanon gets this sort of degendering; a character commonly perceived as a cis lesbian, and the commonalities lesbians have with trans women in how they're treated for existing outside the bounds of patriarchal norms, treated as violent, predatory, emotionally unstable, and masculinized. So i thought I'd just steer into this skid, and write her as a trans lesbian, because I can. There's few things as subversive as treating a character as having been trans and passing the entire time.

#azula #fanfic idea #atla #transfem

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Trans Hyrule sounds so fun! Did Link figure out that she's trans before being asleep for a hundred years? Or did she figure it out in the process of figuring out everything else when she had amnesia? Do people know and refer to her as a girl or does she have to come out to everyone? And what about Zelda? She's an academic has she stumbled upon things like this in books? Really looking forward to hearing more about this!

so i think that Link worked it out the she was a girl the first time, pre-calamity, but she lost it with the amnesia because it was so tied up in he relationships with others across Hyrule; the fic will explore her filling out the gaps in her memory & thus relearning who she is from her adventures across the wilds.

i don't think that Zelda specifically found out anything about transition & the history of gender in Hyrule (& beyond) from her until she went looking for it. the reason why is twofold:

i want her to be able to start looking for historical texts about medical transition, gender in history & culture, etc. between the events of BOTW and TOTK (maybe she did some pre-calamity too but that won't be focused on as much probably); i think it's narratively more impactful as a decision she makes to help Link rather than just something she's stumbled across

i want Zelda to partially have a sort of clueless ally vibe to her. like she is absolutely always trying her best, but i think it's gonna take her some time to "get" it -- it's hard to work out how to measure this because i don't exactly want to make Zelda transphobic lol but i do think it's important to have a wedge between her & Link that knits into the themes of transness

i think some people remember Link is a girl, or even simply recognise her as BEING a girl like from her gender presentation etc, and refer to her as such, but she just assumes it's because she looks kinda androgynous (partially true) and doesn't think too much about it because it makes her feel strange inside. but for the most part, most people from pre-calamity have died so if Link ever totally came out most people have forgotten it and just remembered the decidedly male knight of the Princess Zelda who gave "his" life to save her. i think this ties in really well with the recurring theme of nobody recognising Link in BOTW/TOTK -- they're expecting to see a grizzled dudeguy, not this angelic girltwink with a husky voice.

GREAT questions!!! thank you

for more, check out my #trans hyrule tag (now in chronological order)

#trans hyrule

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lenny-rambles · 2 months

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About nothing in particular, a bit of Zolu in general, and some fics here and there

Holy smokes, I've had a week. In between exams, my cat getting lost, more exams and work I haven't got the time to actually ramble about anything, which is pretty sad (to me).

HOWEVER.

This doesn't mean to suggest I didn't read anything at all. Oh no, you'd be greatly mistaken to assume that's the case. I devoured a lot of fics this week, in an attempt to release stress because my house was also inhospitable for some days. So, I decided to read and re-read some fics, because that's how I deal with my problems (that is to say, I don't).

It's very interesting to see how their relationship's been depicted through the years! Like, one of my favorite tags for them is "Devotion" (because that's SO them), and the tag's got 60 works, barely. And it was first used in 2019, for a romance fic. That's barely any time at all in OP time! I don't know why though, maybe everyone knew it but struggled to put it into words (like them). As in, everyone would assume right out of the bat that that's their dynamic. Or maybe not! You can never know with fandoms, the fact that Agenda Piece exists still surprises me.

Also, I've grown the habit of reading through an author's works rather than just searching with tags. Like, if there's a fic I really liked I'll go into their profile and read more. And almost every time they have more! It's always a thrill when they have like old works, it comes to show how much they've improved, and how their characterization also evolves with them!

One of my favorite examples of this, that I discovered this week, is the series Fantastic Idiots And Where To Find Them.

Title: Fantastic Idiots and Where To Find Them (series)

Author: Mir4le

Relevant Tags: magic school AU, ASL brothers (my beloved), Law, Zoro, first person POV, on going, maybe there are ships maybe not

Now, disclaimer from me. No one here's endorsing the terf's work as in "go read her stories, they are good", because they aren't. And giving her money in anyway is terrible (in my humble opinion), she poses a lot of terrible ideas for both Trans and Feminism Activism. I hate the woman, and her story is not even that good. She holds A LOT of unethical and incorrect social theories (like eugenics, ew) in her books, AND REFUSES to reconsider or anything. She thrives in the attention she gets from that, I'm sure. Sadly, nostalgia is a bitch, and her books where probably the first I read entirely in english, and through piracy, so I still have some sort of appreciation for them, as terrible works of fiction as they are.

The good news is that the setting is so unbelievably generic that you could say "generic witch society" and that would do just fine, so that's what I'm doing. It's a generic witch society boarding school AU. Ah, the thing. The fic's written in first person POV (sighs), so if that's no your cup of tea you should stay away. The narration improves, the POV never stops being first person. I'm not exactly a fan of first person POV, but I was looking for fic with Law in them, so I picked it up.

Now, the first few chapters where... an experience. They were the author's first work, and you could tell. I don't mean anything mean with that, it's just Difficult to pin the POV for me, so I struggled a bit. Nevertheless, the prompt was interesting enough to keep me going, even if I kinda rushed through some stuff (sorry). It was also noticeable how much the author liked the characters, and the story, even early on, so that also kept me going. Rarely a story loved that much doesn't improve on quality, both because the strive to be better for the story and all the practice they get by putting it out in the first place. So congrats and thank you to the author for your work, it paid off.

Now, another thing about the fic, I'm not exactly what you'd describe a Law fan. I like his story, it was OP most angsty backstory for a while in my opinion (before Kuma, oh Kuma), so that just drew me in. Sadly, it didn't get me like I wanted to. Maybe it's because I binged the anime in an unholy amount of time (another day I'll talk about that) but by the time we got the why of Law, I just wanted Dressrosa to be done. So while I appreciate his character, the anime just made me want to get over with it. All of that to say that I usually avoid fics with Law, because I just don't like him that much. But I stayed. For the potential this had.

And my staying paid off!!!! It was awesome to see another take on ASL, and adding Law to the mix, not through Luffy, but Ace and Sabo was Not something I was expecting! It is also one of the key factors as to why the fic is so entertaining, you keep trying to imagine how the relationships in canon will translate to the setting. I got a lot of them wrong, it keeps you guessing, I love it. The way it shows Law involuntarily warming up to Ace and Sabo is so good. It feels a lot like something 11 y/o Law would write in his diary, it's cute.

Plot-wise it isn't that strong in the first installment (even the author said so), so you are really looking out for character interactions rather than worldbuilding. So it delivers on that, a bit chopped here and there, but by the time you get to the final chapters (there are like, 5) it's way more dynamic.

Ah, I've run out of juice, all right speedrun.

The whole thing, plot and narration improves a lot. Getting to a point in the most recent chapters where I can say that the author nailed down at least Zoro's and Ace's POV to the t, I can't say for Law though, not my area of expertise.

Surprising to no one, I like the Zoro POV chapters best, because we get Strawhat crew, and Luffy and Zoro, and I really like them.

I like the professors and classes they teach they teach. Who is which head of house and all that, nice, very in character.

Whitebeard's kids are a thing here, and I love it, they are fantastic.

Oh, Robin in particular has a lot going for her in the fic, you should also stay for her, if you are a fellow Robin fan.

The shenanigans are AU typical, that's not bad at all, I like how much emphasis they give to pranks and all.

CORAZON IS ALIVE AND WELL, more beautiful things.

Idk, I wish I could tell you more but I kinda read the whole thing for the experience and enjoyed it a lot. Even if it's unfinished.

Oh well, I guess that's it.

Also, "When All the Embers Die" also updated, as well as the other Zoro fic from the same author. And "Treasures for your Treasure (The Pearls Pale in Your Eyes)" ALSO updated, a Zoro update (thanks author) to say the least. I might say some things, I might not, probably I will, once I'm out of this hell hole called midterms.

Anyways, if you read this far thank you very much. Please read the fics mentioned above, even if it's for the experience, they are wonderful stories.

#rambles #txt #zolu #zolu fanfic #fanfic

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basicallyahedgehog · 1 year

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Right Over Left

Happy Trans Day of Visibility! I wrote this fic for the @magicaltrans 2022 Trans Comfest and then it just sat languishing in my docs drive for months. I figured that today was the perfect day to bring it back out and share it.

This fic is technically standalone but does include a canon character who has changed their name. The previous fics in this series can be found here.

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Harry entered their room to find Eltanin cross-legged in front of their mirror, their eyebrows drawn together as they moved sections of their hair this way and that. He settled quietly on his bed, knowing that El would talk to him when they were ready. In the meantime, he enjoyed the time to admire his partner.

In the weeks since they had come out to Harry, Eltanin had been openly growing their hair out. Where it had barely passed their ears two months ago, it was now falling past their chin, and Harry had noticed them getting increasingly frustrated with it in class.

Last week El had stolen one of Luna’s headbands, only to return it the same day, complaining of the headache it caused. Harry had teased them about their big head, but not before he had soothed the ache with soft fingers in his partner’s hair.

If Harry was pressed, he might admit that he was rapidly becoming obsessed with Eltanin’s hair.

After the failed headband experiment Harry had bought El a variety of hairclips, which his partner had immediately stuck all through their hair like an excited five year old. They had continued to use the clips every day, however Harry had noticed in Defence earlier that the clips didn’t really hold against vigorous movement.

Apparently Eltanin had made the same discovery, as they repeatedly attempted to weave strands of hair together on the back of their head.

After what could have been minutes or hours — Harry regularly found himself lost in time when watching his beautiful partner — Eltanin dropped their head into their hands with a groan.

“This was so much easier on someone else’s head!”

Harry slowly moved from the bed, careful to make just enough noise that Eltanin would know he was there.

“Can I help?” he asked as he settled himself behind Eltanin, his hands already slipping into the silky strands.

Eltanin tilted their head further into Harry’s hands, their shoulders relaxing as the tension bled out of them. “Not unless you know how to braid hair.”

“That isn’t currently part of my skill set,” Harry chuckled, a plan forming in his head. “But I’ve been told I give good head rubs.”

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“I need your help.” Harry tried not to show his nerves as he awaited Pansy’s reply. Sure, the eighth years had all become closer over the last three months, but he had never spoken to Pansy one on one before, and he couldn’t deny that he’d always been a little afraid of her.

“I’m assuming this is about Dr-Eltanin?” She fixed him with a piercing stare, but Harry was relieved at the tiny quirk at the corner of her mouth.

“I want to learn how to braid hair. They said they learned from you.”

Pansy’s gaze softened. “Is this about their hair in defence?”

“Yeah, even the clips didn’t hold it well enough. I went up to our room earlier and they were trying to braid their hair, but they said it was easier on another person.”

“So you thought you’d learn to do it for them.” Pansy smiled at him. “You know, I was a little worried when Eltanin told me you were dating. You two have always had the ability to hurt each other more than most. But I’ve never seen them as happy as I have during these past few weeks.”

Harry blushed. “I don’t think that has anything to do with me. It’s a lot easier to be happy when you can be yourself.”

“Which they wouldn’t be able to do without you.” The piercing stare was back. “Meet me in the old Charms room after dinner. I’ll teach you how to braid.”

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“Right over middle. Good. Now left over middle. No no over middle, not under. Good. Now again.”

Harry hadn’t really thought about how Pansy would teach him to braid, but he had to admit that he wasn’t expecting this.

Ginny and Luna sat on the floor, leaning against a transfigured couch. Pansy had her hands woven through Ginny’s hair, demonstrating the braid while Harry did his best to replicate it on Luna. He had a bad feeling that his friend would be left with a lot of knots, but she was being endlessly patient with his tugging and twisting.

“Oi, Potter.” Pansy’s voice broke through his thoughts. “Less daydreaming, more braiding. Right over, left over, right over, left over…”

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On Monday morning Harry stepped out of the shower to find El aggressively clipping their hair back, muttering to themself.

“Stay there you stubborn motherfucker. I’m not going to lose the mock duel again just because of my hair.”

Harry resisted the urge to laugh, and stepped up behind his partner.

“Come and sit over here, darling.”

He led a bemused El over to his bed, gently pushing them to sit on the floor in front of him. Removing the clips — while ignoring El’s protests — Harry hummed as he started to braid.

“Right over, left over, right over, left over…”

“Where…how…why??” Harry could hear the emotion in his partner’s voice, and paused to run a soothing hand over their cheek.

“You deserve to be comfortable in class, so I learned for you,” he shrugged, lifting his hand to continue braiding.

Instead he ended up with a lapful of wiggling, happy Eltanin, who pressed flurries of kisses all over his face.

If he could make them this happy just by braiding their hair, he’d do it every day for the rest of his life.

#happy trans day of visibility #this is just pure fluff #because we all deserve some happiness and softness in our lives #drarry #trans harry potter #nonbinary draco malfoy #magical trans comfest #my writing

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optiwashere · 5 months

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fandom ask: N, U and Y 🍑

Thank you!!! 💜

N. Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

More F/F and NB/F ships in Baldur's Gate 3 plz ty. More Shadowheart fic in general. More trans women in fic. I'm doing my best when I can, and I've got a few mutuals fighting the good fight as well, but we're fighting against a vampiric tide.

U. Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

Shadowheart is cheating, so we can just assume she's looming over this list lmao. Some of these are "fandoms" in a loose sense lol.

Tavore Paran from Steven Erikson's Malazan series of books. This is the definition of a "grower" character. She is cold, demands a lot of her people, and the events of the books require her to be even colder and more distant from literally everyone except for her lover. She's one of the few lesbian characters in that series that I can think of off the top of my head. Her arc in the final few books is so good it makes me want to chew glass. That scene at the very, very end? Genuine tears. The only thing that moved me like that in Malazan was Beak.

Lupe dy Cazaril from Lois McMaster Bujold's Chalion series of books. He is genuinely one of the capital-K Kindest characters I've ever read in fiction. A broken man who returns from wartime slavery to find purpose in his life, being a genuine and warm person to everyone he meets that deserves it. A really satisfying character arc, and he's not really much of a fighter when we meet him which is always a great fantasy character pivot for a male protagonist.

April Ludgate from Parks and Recreation. She's sarcastic as fuck, a pretty full and fairly well-rounded character for a TV comedy, and extremely weird. I have like 800k words about her on AO3 lmao. Tons of thoughts about her that literally fill multiple books.

Y. What are your secondhand fandoms (i.e., fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)?

I answered here but you asking this reminded me that I'm not really in any of the From Software games' fandoms despite loving those.

#hey you can ask me things!#god thinking about cazaril makes me think of the scene when he meets That Prince #and their bonding???? oh my god that shit wrecked me

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mommalosthermind · 6 months

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I’ve gotten a handful of ‘she talks fanfic with her kids? She knows her kids preferences? I’d die of embarrassment. Wild.’

And Y’all. I get it, but also, do you know how sad that is?

Some of that is a hold-over from when it was considered a literal mental disorder. Women were fired, divorced, had their children forcibly stolen from them, were institutionalized. For reading fanfic. It was an extreme taboo with extreme consequences if the wrong person found out you were reading about Kirk and Spock, for fuck’s sake.

Some of that is just the shame the greater world or your own family have pressed deep into you over your interests. You learned not to share anything you love, that way it can’t be used to hurt you.

Some of that is an extension of folk assuming all fic is the porniest porn to ever porn, and the purity resurgence is screwing with your brain.

I get that, I do. I was the kid who’d get right in your face and out-cruel people who’d shit on things I showed an interest in, but I still won’t tell my mother what I write. That’s mine, and I shouldn’t have to fight anyone about it.

But I was also the kid who never had anyone to talk to. Never had anyone to be excited with.

Why wouldn’t I be that person for my own kids? Why would I NOT want to know what fandom’s eating them up today? Which character won’t stop clawing at the walls in their heads?

Why wouldn’t I take full advantage to give them a place where they can be happy? Excited? Where they can SHARE the things they love?

And, frankly, it’s always a wild ride to see what catches them. My eldest (14) writes the most violent things. They like to take characters and break them even more than canon did, and see all the ways they can put that character back together. Do they realize they’re exploring trauma, recovery, human relationships? Fuck no, but I do, and when we talk through it, we can talk about all those things. They like to write about love that transcends everything else. Unconditional acceptance. That means I’m doing something right somewhere, because it’s so intrinsic to how they think.

The middle kid, (12), he likes to write fantasy self insert epics. He gets to be the overpowered guy who also gets the guy at the end. He’s enjoying really breaking down the fight scenes, how the weapons work, spies and double-crossings, magic powers, shit like that. But what he’s also writing is found family. Getting angry and overcoming it. Looking at a shit situation and committing to making it better. Standing up for yourself, for those who can’t stand up for themselves. He’s allowing himself to be loud in a way he doesn’t usually in real life.

Do you know what I got when my therapy-mandated anger journal was purposely unearthed and read by my mother? I got the shit kicked out of me. My kid seeks me out. He sits in my lap as best a 12 year old who is taller than me can, and he goes, hey can we work through this scene I wrote when I was mad together?

Why wouldn’t I want to be part of that? It’s the same for what they read. I want to know. They’re excited! They have thoughts and ideas and guesses and why would I ever make them feel like they’re not allowed to be happy about the things they love?

They’re reading same-sex, bi, trans, ace, aro experiences, and those are helping them find the labels that fit themselves best right now. I want to be part of that, I should be part of that. They should know this bedrock is unconditional because it fucking well is.

I’ve been told my entirely-Blasé approach to sex is weird, and it probably is, especially in the current purity bullshit. But also: sex happens. Sex ed is so laughable here I was told tampons will kill me and I thought babies came out of the belly button until i was like ten. I’m very open with my kids about all of these things because it’s important. They need to know. They need to feel safe talking to me about it. No matter what the fuck it is.

I dunno guys. I know why so many folks’ immediate reaction is “oh fuck no I would never,” but have any of those folks considered being the wall? Keeping all that shit behind them so the next crop of kids gets to have something better than we did?

Let the kids around you be kids in a way you weren’t allowed.

TLDR: Don’t talk about things you love to people who use that to hurt you. But maybe realize you can be the person someone else goes to just to squee.

#Momma talks #fanfic #families #my kids #queer #anti purity culture #pro talk to your goddamn kids

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Good evening !

Man, I love writing those asks and all, but it takes me away from my fics and then I'm hit full force by my emotions

Anyway, I found a new pair of glasses, the closest I could get to my usual glasses and I hate them, they're not rectangular like mines are it's ugly I hate them I won't wear them I don't care I don't fucking care

I had to talk to the lady and my mom had the great idea to talk about me and now that lady knows my entire medical life. Fuck you. Yeah I'm trans, yes I have facial hair, no I don't take hrt, shut the fuck up shut the fuck up. yeah go ahead and judge me for not doing any kind of sport. yeah go and laugh when i say my body is all broken and doesn't work normally because no one cared when i said i suffer badly

Ngl, sometimes I hate being funny. I can say a lot of things and still laugh because I can't do anything else, because I'm forbidden to just acknowledge me being unwell

I wanted soooo bad to say to the lady that I tried to kill myself. Because she went "oh that's nice to take care of your mental health ! you acknowledge that you needed help !" Oh that would have been hilarious to say "so i tried to kill myself lol" and "my parents are neglecting me so bad that it's killing me lmao" x)

So yeah, fics it is ! And my mom made bread this morning so munching on it :3

Have a wonderful morning my friend !

people always expect that if someone's really suffering, they couldn't possibly smile and laugh. it kills me. like you never know what's going on with someone. you're not allowed to assume. you're not allowed to judge. and I wish to hell that parents would stop treating their kids like some weird dog they have and can joke about in front of them :/ some people just don't live in the real world, I swear

idkkkk if this picture is actually working I tried to rotate it but it just looks cropped weird 😭😭 anyway I went to a different coffee shop today :3 (idk if most of our coffee shops around here count as cafés, they usually only have a few pre-made sandwiches and pastries for food. I think "coffee shop" is probably more accurate)

I know I said I "somehow ended up" going to a club last night, which makes it sound like I got lost on the way home or something lmao, but my coworkers invited me out and I just went sure, fuck it. first time I've been to a place like that, it was pretty cool :3 very overwhelming tho, probably won't be doing it often. also I missed the bus and had to walk all the way home at 1am :///////

planning on just wandering today, I'm gonna head to the arboretum after I finish eating :)))))

hope you find a tasty snack tonight!!!

#pen pal

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unrealwasteland · 1 year

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Roosmav fic recs: Omegaverse favorites!

Omegaverse is a very popular trope in Roosmav fandom - currently about 15% of Roosmav works on AO3 are tagged with it. Since this is a list of my favorites, all fics here are about alpha!Rooster and omega!Mav, with fairly typical omegaverse dynamics. There may be mentions of breeding and/or mpreg, but no on-page pregnancy is included.

The majority of these fics have explicit vaginal sex, and I'm not tagging every fic for it, so I recommend looking at the full tags and author's note before deciding what to read. If you're not comfortable with some terminology, I suggest ctrl+F searching for it before reading. Some of these fics come with warnings, so I'm putting the non-explicit fic first, and filth under the cut. :D

No prize for second place by Lacerta 6k, M, no archive warnings apply omega chase, getting together

Maverick dashes behind a tree, not as much for the measly cover it provides as for the support. He leans against the bark, fingers digging into the rough ridges. It only marginally helps to ground him, but fighting against odds this uneven, even as much is a blessing. He knows the game; he knows how to play it. What he didn’t take into account, though, was Bradley. * The old tradition in the US military has alphas chasing after omegas in heat. Maverick, still unmated, is a recurring champion of the Chase, but there's a first time for everything, isn't there?

I really love the worldbuilding and Mav's characterization in this fic. Very well written.

Needs Must by EmilyNorth 8k, E, no archive warnings apply bonding, not actually unrequited love

“I can only imagine what you must be feeling right now,” Admiral Simpson said. To his credit, he sounded mostly sincere. But then, he’d always been clear about admiring Iceman. It was Maverick who he couldn’t stand. “Take some time, whatever you need.” “I appreciate that, sir,” Maverick said, “but there’s no time. The mission—” “No, I’ll be taking over the training from here.” Maverick froze. “…Sir?” “We both know you can’t stay on active duty, captain. An omega is only allowed to serve if they’re bonded.”

This is absolutely beautiful, and I really enjoyed how the omegaverse worldbuilding is weaved into the canon divergent setting.

Cream Top by anonymous 7k, E, creator chose not to use archive warnings (underage) medical examination, male lactation, pseudo-incest, sex toys

“Don’t worry, I’ve seen cases like this before.” The medical officer turned and made another note on her laptop. Several notes. “I’m assuming, Captain, that there’s a young alpha at home? It looks like you have a dependent on your file.” Maverick closed his eyes. “Yes.” “How old are they?” Mav didn’t want to answer. “Captain?” she prompted. “Bradley’s—Seventeen.”

Dare I say this one is a fandom classic already? The first chapter is a work of art, but the whole fic is amazing.

the whole purpose of want and desire by punk_rock_yuppie 3k, E, no archive warnings apply established relationship, edging, trans!maverick

This early-morning fuck shouldn’t be happening. Bradley knows that. But he can’t help himself. He woke up hard and was still aching when Maverick slipped back into their room for a goodbye kiss. If Maverick really didn’t want to, he’d say so. The only caveat is— “I’m serious Bradley, you can’t knot me.” Maverick looks over his shoulder, expression unimpressed.

This is super hot. It's not a tag on this, but this hit me right in the "just the tip" kink.

show me the way home by MilesbyMicah 8k, E, creator chose not to use archive warnings (underage) male lactation, breeding kink

Maverick knows that Bradley's too old for this. Too old to come seeking the warmth of Maverick's tits in the middle of the night. But he's never been able to say no to his boy.

This is very hot, and I'm a big fan of how messed up and codependent their relationship is. I recommend reading both this and the follow up!

let the love light guide me home by MilesbyMicah 17k, E, creator chose not to use archive warnings male lactation, voyeurism, semi-public sex, reconciliation sex

Maverick and Bradley haven’t spoken in years. Circumstances beyond their control have forced them into proximity, and it’s a race to see what will spark up first; the years of hostility or the half-formed mating claim that still lingers between them. The sequel to 'show me the way home', please read that one first!

Hot and emotional, I absolutely loved this. This is set during TGM, but there's a flashback to them having sex when Bradley is 18.

As we dance with the devil tonight, don't you dare look at him in the eye by Fuddlewuddle 2.5k, E, no archive warnings apply background goose/mav, cuckolding, male lactation, mommy kink, mentions of breeding/mpreg

He’s not sure why he does it. One second he’s laying there with Bradley wrapped around him—comforted by the presence of his big strong boy sleeping at his back, while Goose was away with work—and the next he’s moving Bradley’s large paw; thick fingers so much bigger than his own even though he’s barely eighteen years of age. He runs his own fingers under Bradley’s, pushing them upwards one by one, like the tick of a clock, before sweeping his palm over the back of Bradley’s hand—where the veins will get more pronounced as he grows further into his Alpha body—and moving it to between his legs; Bradley’s paw now offering his pussy a comforting embrace.

This is hot and a little fucked up, just how I like my Roosmav.

in between what's already done by crawsley 5k, E, creator chose not to use archive warnings extremely dubious consent, daddy kink

“We aren’t doing this,” Maverick says, firmly, and he’s tensing like he’s about to move, about to shove Rooster off of him, push him away like he pushed him away before, when all Rooster had wanted was some guidance, some help, some love and kindness and— Rooster bears him to the ground, right there on the rug in the entryway.

I know I've already recced this one in a previous post, but a Roosmav omegaverse rec list just wouldn't be complete without this. A deserved fandom favorite.

#roosmav #top gun maverick #alpha rooster #omega maverick #fic rec #rsmv recs

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clocks-are-round · 2 months

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In regards to your post w/ hcs about why they enlisted, maybe Donut enlisted since he's from Iowa and was enlisting since the army would pay for his college tuition? (Obviously dependent on your headcanon of Donut's home life but this would be assuming he grew up on a farm or something)

That’s a reasonable assumption for sure. I want to figure out a reason that alludes to what is known about him in canon, suits his personality, and ideally— is emotionally poignant in a way that adds layers to his characterization and explains why he stuck around and how he’s just as fucked up as the rest of the crew. So in short, it needs to be both likely and compelling.

Example with another character (because I love excuses to ramble about headcanons)

Simmons

- kissass to authority father figure (sarge)

- knows how to code and is viewed as smart (supposedly put in sim troopers due to being annoying and test anxiety rather than having low marks due to lacking knowledge)

- daddy issues (dad wanted him in women’s sports and seemingly didn’t take no for an answer, at least for some time)

- could be interpreted as a trans man and achillean from various lines

Why didn’t he pursue a degree and job in computer science/programming?

My headcanon: Simmons’ father is very traditional, a firm believer in the ideals he was raised with: homophobic, transphobic, and legacy is very important to him. Many women in his family were successful athletes, a few even Olympic level, and he expected this from his child. Though Simmons’ mom was… better at meeting his needs than his father, she was also hard on him and held him to high standards due to image being so important to her. This resulted in a irritable people pleaser with self-worth issues so desperate for validation from his neglectful father that he dropped everything he had worked for in life to risk his life in an attempt to prove himself because Simmons is nothing if not petty.

Reason for enlisting: desperate for validation

If this concept intrigues you, read my fic Dysfunctional on AO3

So following this method, Donut.

- grew up on a farm in iowa

- spent a lot of time repressing thoughts he had on the farm

- loves “feminine” things like decor and fashion, but was too insecure/guarded to really talk much about it towards the beginning (the “lightish red” bit, the seeming change in characterization through the first few seasons) until he warmed up to the team and lowered his guard

- was sent to conversion therapy at one point (came back to write this after writing everything down below but: i think he mentioned his dad here. but i might’ve come up with him to justify it when his mom is sapphic? seems a little weird if so because internalized homophobic mom putting her son through that before coming to terms with it and regretting it as she hypocritically starts dating a woman for the first time. they laugh about it but really both feel the tension that can’t be fully erased. please tell me i had a reason for putting homophobic dad man in the picture when the other option is more compelling PLEASE. ooh if not maybe HE’S the internalized homophobia all along oohhhh EDIT: yes his dad did “send him to a compound” so that part was a thing)

- two moms i misremembered this, it’s more OR less than one mom. the exact quantity of moms was not stated, only assumed by fanon (it’s from a psa but other things in this post are also from dubious canon sources. unless it directly contradicts canon proper in a way i cannot justify, i try to incorporate it)

My headcanon: Donut grew up on a farm with his mom and dad. He always felt like he had a pretty solid relationship with his dad as a kid. Many fond memories of playing catch, and his dad cheering him on at baseball games. As he got older his dad became more hostile about Donut’s other interests, suddenly dress up was a problem. His dad started becoming very vocal to him about what it meant to “be a man” and what needed to stop. Donut was also a theater kid, of course. When he was 15, his dad started sending him to “therapy.” His mom found out after two years of conversion therapy crumpled up the blabbermouth ray of sunshine into a more antsy and withdrawn teen. After about a month of heated parental arguments, his mom divorced his dad. It wasn’t long, months maybe, before she started dating a woman.

This Donut headcanon is rougher than the Simmons one. It hasn’t been considered as deeply and I haven’t cemented it into existence with fics. But there’s a key part that is missing:

Why did Donut enlist? What would be compelling while also cohesive with the character and backstory? As far as I remember he never mentioned college (correct me if I am wrong), or a previous career. Because of this and vibes, I headcanon him as enlisting right out of high school. I could put off the divorce until he’s already in space so that he enlisted to ‘toughen up’ for his dad, but that feels too similar to Simmons’ reason. He could enlist for college funds— but afaik he doesn’t go. Was it a lack of direction? Did he feel uncomfortable with a new person in his life replacing his dad, even if there were conflicting emotions there? Or maybe he wanted the money for a different reason. To help his family? Maybe his dad made a lot of the income before and the farm was falling into disrepair from lack of funds? That one feels close to my Caboose headcanon (wanted to apply to college to get an engineering degree to get a higher paying job than without a degree so he could make enough money for his mom and family to leave his abusive dad; then when the sign ups ended up being for the unsc he just rolled with it) but it’s different enough that I could potentially work with it. So for now, my best theory is feeling a little uncomfortable with the changed family dynamic, wants to help out his mom, and thinks the space marines sound cool (because of course he does). This doesn’t really resonate like the others did though, it doesn’t feel like it adds much depth or has that “that makes so much sense and explains so much!” vibe. I won’t feel confident about it until it feels right, and today just isn’t the day that I solidify my Donut backstory headcanon unfortunately. But that’s okay.

I don’t particularly want suggestions as a follow-up to this, but thought it would be fun to try to explain the subconscious process i go through when coming up with these.

I do appreciate the ask, as it gave me an opportunity to brainstorm as well as ramble for you guys haha

#red vs blue #asks #//*the tinkling of champagne glasses*#//*windows error sound*#rvb donut #rvb simmons

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aziraphales-library · 2 years

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Hello mods! I'm not sure if I've already sent this ask. Found it in my notes but didn't cross it off, so I'm assuming I never sent it. If I did, you're free to ignore this :)

Hi mods!

Whenever I find a human au fic with queer themes, I go in hoping for something not set in modern era and try not to be disappointed every time I'm mistaken. So, do you know of any fic set in the past (could be 1700s, could be 1950s, hell could even be the 80s. Don't mind just as long as it's not set in the 21st century or ancient times) in which A&C are queer in some way and have to deal, at least a bit, with the consequences of being that in that time? Could be gay, trans, or whatever. I just really want to read about them being queer in a world against them and finding comfort in each other. So a happy or at least hopeful ending would be appreciated too.

Thanks in advance! The work you guys do is fantastic <3

Hello! Try the Historical AUmens Collection! There are also tags on AO3 for particular eras like Victorian, Regency, Medieval etc.

Here is an ask with long list of historical recs.

Some more:

Moonlight Serenade (Extended) by TawnyOwl95 [E]

That night the bombers flew out from Tadfield Airbase. They always woke Crowley up, set the dogs barking but tonight they disturbed him long after the night had fallen silent again.

He couldn't sleep until he heard them come back, until he knew if there was a chance Aziraphale was still alive.

Called Up by cassieoh, Liquid_Lyrium [T]

"Bit of a chilly day to go without a jacket," he points out stupidly. He tries not to stare openly at the braces that attractively frame the other man’s chest. Then he remembers his shades are in place, and he feels some tension leave his shoulders.

Fell (terribly ominous name for a pilot, that) goes a little pink in the cheeks, and isn't that something?

"Gave it away," he mumbles under his breath, and it's like a trap door drops out from under Crowley's feet.

Once More, With Feeling by saretton, TawnyOwl95 [E]

1950s. The research continues, but Aziraphale is determined to shake things up.

If only he can find the courage to let Crowley know.

The things one does for science.

All My Heart Is Yours by FeralTuxedo [E]

1847. Aziraphale Fell arrives at Eden Hall to take up his new position as tutor to the young heir. The house is enormous, remote, and its occupants rather strange — but none more so than its master, the ill-mannered but inconveniently handsome Mr Crowley.

Mr Crowley’s gaze lingered on him.

‘Now I see you in broad daylight, I can tell you’re no gentleman.’

Aziraphale bristled. He was wearing his best ensemble, and it was of fine enough quality, if a little rumpled from the luggage.

‘Whereas you certainly look the part, even if your manners suggest otherwise.’

A Victorian human AU loosely inspired by Jane Eyre, but with 50% less angst and 100% less spousal incarceration.

As Time Goes By by teatales [M]

Mr Anthony Crowley was fine with being alone. He had his car and his plants and his career as a travelling salesman, and it was fine. Even with his awful new bosses, he had no plans to quit selling watches anytime soon. What else would he do?

Mrs Aziraphale Ingels had been stuck in Tadfield ever since her husband passed away a year ago. She tried her best not to dwell on how lonely she felt as she filled her days with books and baking while waiting for the inheritance to be finalised. Only then could she consider what she wanted to do with the rest of her life.

A chance meeting, a blossoming friendship, and Aziraphale and Crowley soon find themselves falling in love with the stranger they met only a few months ago. But neither believe the other could ever love them back, and both have things they're terrified to share.

As Time Goes By is a timeless romance set in the 1950s about acceptance, being less alone than you think, and watch-related puns.

~Mod N

#good omens #ineffable husbands #historical #historical au #mod n #human au #adult omens

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roipecheur · 10 months

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curious about the drarry fic 👀

(also, heard re: the hp fandom — i fall on the side of 'queer & trans transformative (heh) works can be an act of defiance' but still have also been less eager to finish my own years-old drarry wips lol)

Ok, so thank you for asking and you may regret this because I've used it as an excuse to outline lol. And I definitely feel u. I also have other fandoms I'm more into right now, so I just don't have the incentive to pick this up again.

Background:

Canon divergence re: what happens to the Malfoys at the end of the series

Going with the version where Narcissa saved Harry's life by telling Voldemort that he was dead, and then Draco saved his life by giving Harry his wand for the final battle

The Malfoys get arrested anyway due to being part of a fascist cult that killed a lot of people

Harry vouches for Draco and Narcissa, but can't and doesn't want to do much for Lucius, so Lucius goes to Azkaban

The other two get away with massive fines that take most of their family wealth

Narcissa leaves the country and goes to live with some Durmstrang colleagues in Siberia, and it's widely assumed by anyone who knows/cares that Draco went with her

Preface:

Harry, 19ish, is working as an auror (acab, what is you doin baby dot meme)

His boss is a hardass who doesn't care who he is, so he's stuck writing traffic tickets, e.g., monitoring the Floo network

Narcissa comes in, and Harry gets called to his boss' office because she asked to speak with him

She hasn't heard from Draco in months and she's exhausted every effort to find him. Owls sent to him just circle and come back.

And now she's found his wand in a box in their vault at Gringotts.

Harry of course hasn't heard from Draco, either. It's heavily implied that Draco might be dead.

Months / close to a year later:

Harry's still working as an auror

He and Ginny have broken up because she's always traveling for work (Quidditch)

Conflict arising from Ginny's argument that Harry could totally get a spot on the Quidditch team if he wanted to or just travel around with her vs. Harry's argument that he very much doesn't want to live on his fame and just wants a normal life out of the spotlight

This has made things awkward with Ron and by extension Hermione, who are now married to each other

Harry also lives in Grimmauld place to save money because the money his parents left him does not stretch as far when he has to pay for his own food and housing

People keep telling him that he should write a book. He would rather die.

Mostly, he apparates to work, apparates back, and goes to the muggle world for groceries and when he wants some fresh air

Meeting Draco:

On his weekly grocery run, Harry nearly gets into Draco's line at checkout because he's now working as a cashier at fucking Tesco

Harry, convinced that Draco must be involved in some sort of devious plot, abandons his groceries and follows Draco when he leaves work a short while later

Follows him on the tube and all the way to a big tenement block building, where Draco disappears around the side

When Harry goes after, Draco hits him in the head with a brick and takes his wand

Harry dips in and out of consciousness and wakes up on the couch in a very small but serviceable one-bedroom flat upstairs

"What are you doing here?" "What are you doing here?" "What are YOU doing here?" "What are--?"

"Ok, seriously. Why are you living in muggle London and working at fucking Tesco?"

"I don't know, because everyone in the wizarding world hates me and I probably deserve it? What else was I supposed to do?"

"How are you shielding yourself? We've tried to find you, and--"

(Next part assuming aurors have some sort of band or mark on their wands that allows them do some extra shit, so Draco knows what Harry does for a living)

"Potter, you're an auror. You know how magic is tracked. You can't find me through magic because I stopped doing it."

It's horrible, like an animal chewing through its own leg to escape a trap. But it makes sense.

Harry leaves agreeing to keep Draco's secret--he won't tell the aurors, and he'll tell Narcissa that Draco is alive and ok if she asks him again, but won't say where he is

Narcissa:

Harry does get word to Narcissa because he'd feel awful otherwise

She demands more information, but Harry won't tell her anything

"Listen. He's trying to figure out who he is and how to be a better person. Do you really think the way you and your husband raised him helped with that? Let him do this, and he'll talk to you when he's ready."

Astonishingly, this works.

The next time:

Of course, Harry can't leave it alone

I'm thinking the catalyst is something like a stilted dinner with Ron and Hermione, and he just needs to get out

Goes over to Draco's not even knowing if he's there, and runs into him on his way out

Draco's wearing skinny jeans and a mesh top. It's for a gay club. He's gay. He's so gay that you can see it from orbit, but Harry (oblivious) does not

Since Harry's there, Draco goes to change and asks how long he has before the rest of the aurors show up

Harry says it's just him and he just wanted to check up and see how he's doing

Draco starts to argue back that he doesn't need to be checked up on and he's not hurting anyone and Harry's putting him at further risk by even coming back here--

And there's a knock at the door, and they both jump

It's Draco's neighbor, a giant Scottish guy named Mick

Mick has saved his life more than once by dispensing sage wisdom such as, "ye cannae put metal in the microwave, ye daft twat"

Mick invites 'Danny' (Danny?) and his 'new friend' (wink wink, nudge nudge) over for pints and football (soccer) with him and the lads

Draco goes very pink in the face. Harry Does Not Get It

The lads are. Such lads. Very normal muggle boys with very normal muggle jobs for early twenty-somethings

At the end of it, Harry and Draco go back to Draco's flat, and Draco starts going into a whole "they're my friends and I'm not a threat to anyone" speech

Harry says he believes him and that he enjoyed the football, but it's not quite as exciting as Quidditch

They end up talking about Quidditch for another 2 hours before Harry goes home

You fucked up! You're friends now:

Harry gets Draco's work schedule, and they meet up about once a week

Usually at Draco's, but sometimes they go for lunch or something or hang out with Mick and the lads

Irony of the person who was once your worst enemy being the only one that understands you

Draco got whatever the UK version of a GED is (don't look at me I'm American) and he's taking some college courses

He's actually fascinated by history and science and literature and maths, and he's reminding Harry of Hermione in a way that would piss both of them off if he ever said as much

He gets some benefits for food and housing, but he's very closed off about how he got that or how he set up in the muggle world in the first place

Draco always wears long sleeves, which Harry doesn't think about until he walks in on him doing dishes one day and sees the scars

We get some answers (cw suicide attempt):

When Draco left his wand in his family's Gringotts vault and walked into muggle London for the first time, he did so planning to kill himself

He woke up in hospital, and spent some time there and some time in the psychiatric ward dealing with insane levels of culture shock

They thought he was a religious nut that grew up in some weird cult, which isn't too far off

Draco did have some interaction with muggles growing up...in the parish church right off his family's property where he was expressly forbidden from going, so of course he snuck over there all the time

He's read King James cover to cover and thought the God part was rubbish, but clearly Moses was a wizard and muggles are just too dumb to realize it

So, when he meets new muggles, he talks a lot about Jesus and drops Bible quotes left and right, and of course he doesn't know the first thing about technology--any technology

"What's that number mean?" "That's your blood pressure, love." "What's blood pressure?"

"What's that?" "The telly?" "How do you make the people in it move for so long?"

There's also no record of him anywhere, but he's very clearly British (and being extremely white definitely helps)

Draco does not want Narcissa to find him, so he tells them his name is Daniel because he read that in King James and it's the first thing that pops into his head, and that's how he becomes Daniel Black

They eventually come to the 'conclusion' (due to Draco being vague since he can't tell them the truth) that he grew up in a rural cult with no technology

Once he's been 'deprogrammed' and 'assimilated' to modern society, he gets moved into a halfway house, and after that, he gets a job and starts living on his own

"Ok, but," Harry says. "If you lived in a rural cult, wouldn't they expect you to know how to farm? Or care for animals?"

"Yes, but anything I didn't know, I just said was women's work."

"So, you were training to be a cult leader and someone else did all the work for you? They must have wondered why you'd ever leave."

"That's easy. I just told them I was gay."

"Oh. You really shouldn't lie about that sort of thing, but under the circumstances..." Harry says awkwardly.

"Potter," says Draco, looking at him funny because has he really not noticed? "I actually am gay."

And that's how Harry's stupid, inconvenient crush on Draco Malfoy comes back with a vengeance

The actual drarry part:

Harry can't stop thinking about it. He's acting weird. He knows he's acting weird. Draco knows he's acting weird. He cannot stop acting weird.

Draco eventually confronts him about it and Harry admits it's about Draco being gay

Draco gets super offended because for fuck's sake, it hasn't changed anything and he was gay this whole time--

Backtracking furiously, Harry says no! He's not worried about it, he's, uh. Interested?

Which Draco cannot believe at all because he was so fucking awful for their entire schooling and friendship is already more than he deserves

Still backtracking, Harry says that Draco wouldn't like him anyway...and comes out as trans

"Of course I still fancy you, don't be stupid."

"You fancy me?"

SHIT

They hook up and start dating

Suspicious activity:

Conflict time because I wouldn't leave it there

They're dating, and save for the part where Harry can't tell any of his friends, it's going good

Harry goes over once when Draco's not expecting him and finds him leaving in the middle of the night

He's wearing a long coat and hat and Harry almost doesn't recognize him

It's suspicious, so he follows

Draco goes to a bar that's still open and pays a man some money to go into a back room

Harry sneaks in and finds that Draco is using Floo powder he purchased from the man to go through a fireplace

He feels super betrayed because Draco said he wasn't using magic, and here he is, doing that and hiding something

The next time Draco goes, a few days later, Harry's ready with his own Floo powder

He uses that to spy on Draco after he goes through and finds him in a room with no windows and what look like thousands of glowing bottles on the wall

Draco is sitting at at able in the middle of the room with his head in a Pensieve, and Harry realizes that the bottles are thousands of memories

When Draco comes up, he turns to a bucket next to the table and pukes. He's crying a little, but pulls himself together and starts taking notes on a piece of paper

He looks up and finds Harry's head floating in the fireplace, and runs over and makes it back into the room in the back of the bar before Harry can escape

They have a fight, and Draco says he's sorry for keeping it a secret--it's a room connected to the Black family vault, so old that he doesn't know if anyone alive knows it's there

It's history. Hundreds, if not thousands, of years' worth of first-hand accounts in the form of memories, mostly lost

He's learning that what they were taught in school was a very sanitized and deliberately obfuscated version of history and he's started cataloging it because he thinks it's important

Harry asks why Draco didn't tell him, and Draco essentially says that he lost everything, and he might have deserved it, but--this was his, and he wanted it, and he didn't want to share it yet

But Harry's right, and Draco should have told him. Draco says that if nothing else, Harry is Sirius Black's sole inheritor and probably has as much to a right to what's in the vault as him

Kind of a weird reason, but Harry will take it

History lessons:

Draco's found out a lot of stuff already

Several poorly explained events or mysteries in wizarding history that he's solved by cross-referencing muggle history from the same era

There's a lot of grey areas between 'muggle' and 'wizard', and they used to live together and openly a lot more recently than people think

Witch hunts were not really a joke where fire got reduced to a tickling sensation with some wand magic. What really happened was that they murdered a lot of squibs, who could and did brew potions and talk to ghosts, but couldn't save themselves

House Elves were magically/genetically engineered from Goblin babies, which was only one of many atrocities committed towards Goblins

He's also working on genealogies

They talk about how to disseminate this stuff when it's done. Draco says that it wouldn't be credible coming from him, so Harry agrees to do it

At this point, it's probably the only thing actively keeping him in the wizarding world--he wants to leave, too

They argue about whether muggles should know. Harry thinks yes, and Draco has studied enough muggle and wizard history to be terrified of them ever finding out

Sure, most people are nice. Mick is nice. But all it takes is one national leader or extremist political movement to start rounding people up in camps and performing experiments

Muggles have done it. Wizards, evidently, have done it to Goblins. He does not trust anybody, and Harry grudgingly lets this go

Friends! And genealogy:

Harry gets invited over to the Weasleys' house for dinner. It's nice, but Ginny's there, so it's a little awkward

After dinner, Ginny tells him that she's retiring from Quidditch and coming back home, and it'd be nice if they could, y'know, go out sometime

Harry panics and says he's seeing someone

Word of this of course gets to Ron and Hermione, who corner him to ask about his girlfriend

He panics again and says she's a muggle so no, they can't meet her yet

Before Harry can tell Draco that they might need to be more careful, Draco does something he's never done before--show up at Grimmauld place

He's been doing genealogy, and he's found something that can't wait

It's Harry's family on his paternal grandfather's side. Second or third (or removed? Idr the difference) cousins, but still. They're his family, and they're alive, and they're living in America

Harry is overwhelmed (of course) and then basically jumps on Draco right there in his living room and they're making out on the couch

Which is when Ron and Hermione, who both basically still have an open invitation to his house, apparate into his front hall and very quickly find them like that

Ruh roh

A lot of yelling later--yes, this is Harry's 'girlfriend'; no, Draco's not dead; yes, he's living in muggle London--they sit down at the table

Ron's in shock, but Hermione's preoccupied by the genealogy chart. She looks at the chart. She looks at Draco.

"You did this? You did this how?"

They're never going to be friends. There's a potential they might be colleagues

But first, Harry has some family to meet

Distant cousins:

So, kind of going back and forth on this, because I have mixed feelings on race bending--when it's appropriate, when it's done right, when it's not, etc.

But in this case, I'm thinking it would be interesting if Harry is white passing and finds out that his paternal grandfather, who came over from America, was black, and he's just finding out now

James was light enough that his skin color isn't really obvious in those black and white photographs that are all Harry has, so he never really noticed

Harry asks Arthur and Molly (because a lot of other people who knew his parents are dead) why no one ever told him that his dad was black

They don't get it and ask why it matters

What can he say? That it matters and it doesn't, that it changes nothing and it feels like he's 11 years old and finding out he's a wizard, his identity shattered all over again?

He makes plans to go over to the United States and asks Draco to go with him for moral support

Draco spends most of the time hanging out in the background and playing with the kids while Harry talks to the older adults

(The kids seem to like him. Would he be a good dad? Harry's already having a crisis and saves that one for another day)

His American family practices magic in a way Harry's never seen before. It's a fusion of practices from the Ghana/Ivory Coast area of East Africa passed down through the generations and other practices incorporated in the past few hundred years

They also don't live separately from muggles. They live in muggle society and go to work or school, and the magic is something they learn from older relatives when they're kids. More advanced stuff gets learned in after school or summer programs rather than as a replacement for muggle schooling

The main points here are (1) the value and importance of history and continuing knowledge, and (2) a way of living as part of a magical/wizarding community that Harry didn't know was possible

It ends with him going back home, but with plans to visit again soon

Discovery:

It's a relief that Ron and Hermione know. Harry missed talking to them

Hermione starts helping Draco with his history project, which is making better progress as a result

Meanwhile, Harry's spending more time in muggle London and is thinking about some schooling so he can get a job there

He's playing a game of either football or rugby with Draco and Mick and the lads against some other guys at a park

When they win, Harry kisses Draco because they're just normal people here, and it's safe, and no one's going to see

Someone does see. It doesn't matter who, but I'm thinking some muggle-born kid that went home for the summer and was just wandering around with a wizard camera

The moving picture of them kissing makes front-page news on the Prophet, and suddenly, there's nowhere they can hide

Harry gets fired for 'withholding information on an active case', and Draco gets arrested and held for a couple of days before Harry can get him out, even though neither of them have actually done anything illegal

They flee to Grimmauld place because Draco's has been sacked and Harry locks it up tight with magic, where they try to figure out what to do next

The history project:

They have a lot of reports written up and ready to publish already

Hermione is in favor of going through with it, and Ron supports her. They need to fight back and give the vultures of public opinion something else to devour

If it were coming from anyone else, the type of shit they put out about wizarding history would probably get dismissed and buried, but their fame means it gets read and disseminated

Lucius gets out of Azkaban and nearly attacks Draco in the street for "ruining the family name" after everything else he's done

Narcissa shows up and defends Draco and wins a short-lived duel with her probably soon to be ex husband

Draco just goes, "Father. Fuck you. Mother. You're still on thin fucking ice."

Which Narcissa accepts because it took her until her son might be dead and Voldemort didn't care to realize the horror she was following, and she's grateful her son learned better before he wasted so much of his life

Harry and Draco move the history project into Grimmauld place and secure funding, and it becomes their full-time job

Epilogue:

Timeskip to an unspecified point in the future.

Grimmauld place has become an unofficial refuge for people who don't neatly fit into one world or the other

Squibs who still want to learn what magic they can, magic people who want to learn something but not give up their whole muggle life, muggle parents who want to learn more about the world their children have entered into, etc.

And. Dudley shows up. His daughter's ten, and she's been showing signs of magic, like Harry used to

(Her name is something like Heather or Daisy to go with the flower theme of Lily and Petunia)

He's so afraid of losing his daughter, of only seeing her in the summer and then having her go into a world where he can't follow

Harry says that while it should be up to her, no one is going to forcibly take her away or make her go to Hogwarts, and that he can offer some training here to help her control her abilities and learn the basics

And that's how, in addition to running a historical institute, Harry and Draco officially open a school

Draco says Harry is going to drive him insane, and Harry says he wouldn't have it any other way

The end! If you have made it this far, thank you so much, and I hope you enjoyed the ride lol. This might have someday been a fic with a six-digit word count if JKR didn't suck so much, but as it is, I've gotten something out of my head and onto (digital) paper.

#asks #harry potter cw #drarry #I probably won't ever actually write this but at least it lives here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#this got very long and I'm very sorry as I'm sure it was WAY more information than you were asking for #so please don't feel pressured to read the whole thing!

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