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#23 from my prompt meme with E/lias (maybe P/eter deciding to make Elias sneeze)??

Thank you for the request~~

Gently humming “wreeeckkk the maannn, wreeck the maaan” under my breath~ <3

2.4k, prompt #23 from ~this list~, story under cut!

23. "You really don’t want to do that, trust me."

(References to swearing, and T/MA spoilers, so please proceed with caution for those!)

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It wasn’t The Eye that alerted him to the company waiting in his office. Nor was it Rosie, though it should have been. Elias makes a mental note to have a talk with her about her job description. No, unfortunately for the head of the institute, what clued him in was an unmistakable scent of mischief in the air. Mischief tinged with a hint of salt.

“Peter,” Elias offers with a glance at the figure flicking into focus in the corner. He steps into his office, leaning against the doorframe. “I don’t recall planning a meeting for today.”

To the untrained ear it would seem a polite yet dismissive greeting, but Peter is well versed in the many tones of Elias Bouchard. As a captain, one has to be able to see each undertow through an otherwise calm surface, a technique not limited to the ocean.

“Your memory remains sharp as ever, Elias. We did not. However, I’ve come to you with an offer. One I know you can’t turn down.”

Raising an eyebrow, Elias lets the image of Jon slumped over his recorder fade into the background. Pulling himself to his full height, he strides to his desk and takes a seat behind it.

“You have my undivided attention.”

“I do, don’t I? What an honour.” The captain sinks onto the desk, a faint smile clinging to the corners of his balanced expression. His gaze falls on Elias, who in turn feels himself starting to slip into the familiar sensation.

Peter’s eyes aren’t just dark, they’re more… empty. It’s not that the light doesn’t reach them; they aren’t bathed in shadows. Instead, they seem to soak the light from around them and swallow it whole. As they trace up Elias’s figure, it’s as if they’re trying to consume the glow from his own, taking all of him with it.

“Well? I am quite a busy man. If you would be so kind, present your offer.”

“Oh, I did use that word, didn’t I?” Despite not a trace of illumination, a gleam dances through Peter’s eyes. “My sincerest apologies, I fear it doesn’t quite match my intentions. Perhaps a better term would be… challenge.”

“And what sort of ‘challenge’ would that be?”

Within a moment the faint smell of salt is replaced by a burning sort of sweetness. Elias feels his body react before his mind has a chance to catch up, a single finger raising to crush the tip of his nose. The contact only serves to exaggerate the itch, and the hand is quickly dropped back to his side.

A smile spreads across Peter’s face in response, fingers uncurling to reveal something long, soft, and distinctly floral. His lips part with an inhale Elias finds himself unable to echo as Peter whispers, “An easy one. Don’t sneeze.”

“Sihhh… hiH-! Simple enough, I suhhppose. And what do I ge- gehh… hH-! get if I succeed?”

“Whatever you would like.”

“You seem quihhte confident, Peter,” Elias purrs, attempting to maintain a touch of decorum through the maddening tickle as it begins to spread deeper. Peter shifts his position, hand coming to rest against Elias’s knee, the offending blossom inching ever closer.

“Perhaps I am.”

“I’ll be the first to admit I wahhsn’t expecting it, you caught m- me… hH- off guard,” Taking a pause, Elias swallows hard, willing the tears pooling around his lashes not to fall. With a measured breath, carefully manufactured nonchalance spread across his face, he meets Peter’s gaze.

“Unfortunately for you, the element of surprise has passed, and I am quite able to fight off this mild irritation.”

“Is that so? Oh dear, my apologies once more, I’m afraid things just keep slipping my mind today. I forgot to mention there’s one more rule to this little challenge,” Peter hums, the smile haunting his hollow face almost as sickeningly sweet as the fauna he waves around with precise recklessness.

Elias feels his nose quiver as the pollen spreads through the air, an unfortunate side effect of The Eye presenting itself as each individual grain makes themselves known to him. Peter had paused, presumably for dramatic effect. Though now it’s more likely captivation, eye’s locked on his prey as Elias sniffles with increasing urgency.

“Ahh… hIH-! And what wouhhld that be?”

“There are no limits to what I can do with my weapon of choice.”

Gesturing to the flower hanging from his fingers, Peter’s face lights up with a smirk once more. The glow of mischief is not unfamiliar to him, but Elias still can’t seem to shake the unease that settles in his gut. Such a light seems to be at odds with the captain’s very personage in a way that makes his skin crawl.

“If I rehhfuse?” Elias questions, lifting his thumb to swipe away a stray tear threatening to escape. The action spreads the buzzing deeper into his sinuses, a gasp breaking between his clenched teeth. Peter echos the inhale with a sharp breath of his own, turning the exhale into a chuckle.

“I suppose you could…” The sentence is unfinished, lingering in the air with almost as much irritation as the pollen. Neither need finish it, they both know the unspoken words ring true. But you won’t.

Another hitch breaks through his defenses as Elias feels his eyes start to shut, the familiar itch spreading out through his mind matching the burn in his sinuses. The all consuming itch to observe. To watch.

“hihH-!” A finger presses against his nose, then two, until his whole palm is pressed against his face in an effort to block the cascade of tickles lining each breath. However before long his wrist is encased in a soft grip, Peter gently pulling it away from his face.

“You saihhd nothing about not being able t- to… haHh- touch my n- nohh… nose.”

“That’s because it’s not a rule. But if you’ll recall, I’m allowed to do whatever I desire with my weapon,” Peter chuckles again, wiping another tear that had broken free, Elias feeling his nose give a violent twitch in response. “And your hand was in the way of that.”

Bringing the blossom up, Peter twirls it between his fingers, a faint horror flashing through Elias’s eyes as a fresh wave of pollen spreads through the air. He wants to hold his breath, but a touch of moisture starts to spread through his nose, the sensation nearly sending him over the edge. Peter isn’t holding his wrist anymore, and yet his hands seem to be frozen in place.

Before he can make a choice, Peter brings the lavender to his face, gently flicking it against one nostril. It manages to touch the inside of his nose leaving his mouth twitching and eyes snapping shut. The constant buzzing of his thoughts are suddenly swarmed with one single word. Sneeze.

“eh’KSHH’ieu-!”

The first crawls out before Elias can raise a hand, but his fingers tighten across his nose in time to stifle the next, “hk’nGT-! ek’gNKT’dieu-!” that seize his breath. From atop the desk he manages to pick up Peter’s voice, though for the life of him he can’t make out any words between shaky gasps.

“hk’nngt’ieu-!”

“Elias, the stifling,” Peter starts, pausing as Elias manages to cast a watery glare. He offers a grin dripping with playful mischief. And yet, a hint of sincerity just below the calm darkness gives Elias the will to stall the impending sneezes long enough for Peter to finish. “You really don’t want to do that, trust me."

“I’m quihhte.. hh’kngt-! quite sure my n- nohh… eh’dnxt-ngXT’ieu-! nose would disagree,” Elias manages, fingers still tightly gripping said nose. Each stifle brings forth a new wave of irritation, his eyes begging to open between each outburst.

The Eye never seemed keen on something that would force his eyes shut. Unfortunately for his patron, it seems allergies were not something even body hopping could outrun. Elias often found himself figuring it as some sort of cosmic joke, or perhaps a punishment. Whatever the case, it led to quite famous attacks, no matter what body he found himself in.

“Actually I believe your nose would be on my side with this matter,” Peter insists, running a single finger down the bridge of said appendage as Elias finds his mouth hanging open, tears now freely streaming from his delicate lashes. “Though your eyes might have a few complaints.”

“hIHh-! P- Peter I cahhn’t… I’m… I’m gonna-” Elias feels his nostrils flare, each breath bringing a fresh wave of thickly sweetened air. His sinuses practically hiss in response to Peter tracing a single nail across them. “hh’kNGT’ieu-!”

Before he can even manage a full breath, the tip of the lavender is pressed against his nose, Peter stroking it back and forth in a motion that has Elias damn near moaning. A light chuckle falls from the captain’s lips, the vibrations travelling through his hand into the stem. Elias just gasps in response, not capable of much else at this point. “hehHH-”

“Much as I’m enjoying watching you prolong your own misery, I’m a bit of a perfectionist. My goal was to make you sneeze, and honestly those little squeaks feel like a hollow victory. I’m going more for the real thing.”

“heHH-! I- I hhhave to… ahH!”

“Yes, I imagine you do.” With that, Peter sets the blossom back on the desk, pulling Elias’s chair closer until they’re sitting eye to eye. With a single fluid motion Peter secures both wrists, Elias only managing to mutter out a groan of disapproval before his features go slack. “Now, have I earned my show yet, or do you need a bit more convinc-”

“hH’KSHH’ieu-! ek’TISHhhieew-!”

Elias aims for his shoulder, spinning as far as he can manage while Peter holds his wrists hostage. Still polite, even in the midst of an allergy attack, an apology scrapes out before another desperate “heHKZSHHuh-!”

“See, doesn’t that feel better?”

“My- my haahhh… hands! aH’KNZSH’dieuu-! ”

“Oh right,” Peter says, releasing his arms and grinning again as Elias frantically brings them to his face. Rubbing his nose against a wrist doesn’t seem to relieve the itch. Instead, Elias switches to mashing a palm against it with a groan.

“Can you imagine if people found out the ‘All Powerful Elias’ was completely taken down by a single bloom of lavender?”

“dTZSHhhuh-!” A wave of irritation flashes through Elias’s face, though it’s unclear whether it’s from the tickle or Peter’s words.

His lashes flutter again, voice hoarse and wavering as he manages to get out a single sentence. “Oh christ, don’t even say the w- word… hh’ETSHhhieew-!”

“Sorry, sorry. It’s quite amusing though. Not often I get to see this shade of red cross your face.”

“Glad you’re… hehh- hH’INZSH-! entertained,” Elias mutters, rummaging through his pockets with growing urgency. Apparently not finding his prize, he turns an accusatory gaze to Peter. “Do you happ- happen-”

Elias pauses, stuck in an itchy limbo that seems to consume him. Peter waits a full minute, but soon it becomes clear there will be no progress without interference. With a glint in his eye, he reaches down and runs his nail down the bridge of Elias’s nose.

“hk’TISHH’dieu-! huhhh… heH-”

A breath, cautious sniff, then Elias attempts to resume his sentence, only to groan in frustration as the tickle chooses this moment to resurge. “Thank- eh’KSHH’ieu-! guhh…”

Holding a wrist up to his nose, Elias coughs lightly, the water in his eyes seeming to take on a luminescent tint. Clearing his throat, he attempts to regain some of his long forsaken propriety. “As I was saying, do you happen to hahh… fuck- ih’GZSH-!”

“Elias Bouchard! What language! Even on my ship we don’t resort to such a foul tongue,” Peter taunts, savouring the scowl Elias aims his way. It’s soon overtaken by another desperately ticklish look as Elias buries his face into his collar for another round.

“hihHZSHHhiew-! Oh bloody hell- kNGSHH’dieu-!”

“Bless. Into your collar Elias?”

“I didn’t have much of- of a… ek’NZSH-! choice. Seems I’ve misplaced my handkerchief today.”

“Oh dear, that certainly does seem like an inconvenience,” Peter murmurs, letting his mouth contort into a grin as his tongue traces the outline of his lips. Elias offers an exasperated sigh in return.

“Quite. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that?”

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.

“ehH-! Really, agaihhhn?” Rolling his eyes, Elias reaches for his collar as the tickle swells once more, shooting the lavender a pointed glare before his eyes glaze over. “hH’KZSH’ieu-!”

“Blessings. You know what, I think I just so happen to have an extra today. Would you be interested in-” Before he can get another word out Elias has ripped the cloth from his hand, burying his face in the soft folds for another “eh’YIZSHieww-!”

He lets a couple blows scrape out into the cloth, a heady sigh bursting from his chest as he finishes, managing to actually get some airflow through his nose. The sound leaves them both wincing, but it’s better than nothing. It also seems to mark the end of the fit, though Elias still eyes the blossom laying on the table with more than a hint of caution.

“Are you planning on… disposing of that?”

Peter follows his gaze, another unsettling laugh spilling out as he crushes the flower in his palm. “I would be happy to. After all, it served its purpose well.”

“Well. In that case, I suppose there’s only one matter of business left to attend to before this ‘meeting’ comes to a conclusion.”

“Oh? And what would that be?” Peter asks, head tilting as he watches Elias dab at his eyes with a clean section of the cloth. Once he’s content, he brings it down to his scarlet tinged nose to give it another deep scrub. Peter gestures to his face with a smirk. “If it’s the handkerchief, you can keep it.”

“How kind. No, I was thinking more of your prize.”

“My prize?”

“Indeed. You did win the challenge af- after… afterall- hhK’IEZSHuh-!”

Elias lets out another groan, a few curses following on its tail as he blows his nose again, the whole ordeal leaving him sniffling. Peter can’t help but feel a pang in his chest as Elias leans back in his chair with a heavy sigh, letting his eyes close in a way that just looks exhausted.

“How about you owe me a favour. I’m sure I can think of something I’d want,” Peter offers, a softness in his tone that has Elias opening a single eye to observe the captain.

After a long pause, Elias simply nods, returning his head to the back of his chair as his eyes drift shut once more. Peter stands, offering a wave over his shoulder as he doesn’t quite walk out the door, but still exits the room.

“Thanks for the fun, Elias. Let’s do this again soon.”

#waterfallasks #waterfallwrites #wreck the maaaan~~#Thank you for the request!!#not sure how well i did but i had fun wrecking him <333 #hopefully its an acceptable addition to the already INCREDIBLY t/ma collection on here!!#or at least not a disgrace to the good name of t/ma ahaha~#I just... i just like wrecking him... he deserves it.#for having such a pretty voice. and charming fake personality.#hes evil but hes HOT about it so he needs to be wrecked a little as a punishment okay- hehe~#t/ma #e/lias b/ouchard #l/onelyeyes #p/eter l/ukas #the m/agnus a/rchives

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Fukigen na Mononokean Ch. 78

Thanks so much for the well wishes, guys! I’ve been feeling a lot better, so without further ado: It’s time for Ashiya’s family trip! Maybe there’s a clue to be found during this time of rest, after all...

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Fukigen na Mononokean Chapter 78 - Distant Ripples

Page 1

(Ashiya: Aoi-saaan, where are you?!)

[December 31st.]

[There is half of winter break remaining.]

Page 2

Mononokean: I'll open a door close to the Kurage Hot Springs Inn.

Ashiya: Excuse me for leaving first!

Ashiya: I'll be leaving for my family trip!

Page 3

Mononokean: We'll come to get you from the same spot tomorrow morning.

Ashiya: I'll be in your care!

Ashiya: Well, see you tomorrow!

Happy New Year to you all!

Mononokean: Happy New Year to you, too, Hanae~!

Abeno: Happy New Year...

Mononokean: I'll be waiting for my souvenir~!

Page 4

Mononokean: !?

Mononokean: Kyaaah!? Itsuki, what are you doing!?

Abeno: Rolling up your hanging scroll.

Mononokean: Why!?

Abeno: I've been so busy and focused lately that I've neglected my upkeep of the tearoom.

Abeno: A lot of demons will probably visit tomorrow for New Year's greetings. (Like Okina-dono.)

Abeno: I'll be giving you a spring cleaning. (Just stay there for awhile.)

Mononokean: (Wipe the alcove gently, okay...! Gently...!!)

Page 5

Hostess: Ashiya-sama.

We've been awaiting your arrival.

Hostess: Your room is the "Starfish Room."

[Starfish room: Ashiya-sama.]

Hostess: Please consider this a place of relaxation.

Hostess: Your companions have already arrived.

(Hostess: Excuse me.)

Page 6

Nara: Come on in!

Chisaki: Hanae~! Good work coming such a long way!

Ashiya: (Thanks for waiting!) Maaan, it really was a long way to come from the house! (It took an instant with the Mononokean...)

Chisaki: I sent all sorts of messages, but I didn't get any response, so I was worried!

Ashiya: (Huh?!) Sorry...! I was so busy that I totally forgot to check my phone! (There's so many notifications!!)

Ashiya: (The Underworld is out of range so any communications from Japan won't connect...)

Page 7

Nara: At any case, the three of us are all here!

Nara: It's cold outside, so I bet you're feeling a little chilled, huh?

Nara: Why not use the hot spring to warm yourself up before dinner? (Your sister and I have already tried them out, so we'll wait for you.)

Ashiya: That sounds good! Then, I'll go enter the hot springs!

Ashiya: (I'm not cold, but I did get all sweaty from walking around the forests!)

Ashiya: I haven't been to a hot spring since my middle school trip...

Ashiya: (No, wait... Since I accompanied Okina-san on his trip to the Tougen Hot Spring.)

[Ashiya: A geyser...?!]

(Ashiya: My school uniform got totally soaked...)

Page 8

Ashiya: Fu--Huh?!

Chisaki: What's wrong? (Fu...?)

Nara: (You scared me...) Did you forget something?

Ashiya: N... No?

Ashiya: There's just something in my bag that I didn't mean to bring...

Page 9

Ashiya: Fuzzy~~

Ashiya: You shouldn't sneak out without permission~~

Ashiya: I'm going to have to tell Abeno-san~~

(Ashiya: Hey, Abeno-san? Fuzzy ran off again~)

Page 10

Ashiya: There's crab!!

Nara: There's crab!?

Chisaki: Let's dig in~!

(Ashiya: It's soo good!)

(Nara: Delicious!)

(Chisaki: The meat is so tender!)

Chisaki: Do you want some sake to drink, Mom?

(Chisaki: You've worked so hard this year!)

Nara: I'll indulge! What about you, Chisaki?

Chisaki: Well, maybe I'll just have a little.

Chisaki: What do you want to drink, Hanae?

Ashiya: Orange juice!

Page 11

Ashiya: !?

Page 12

Ashiya: Mom?

Ashiya: If you're tired, you should go to sleep... (Or are you tipsy?)

Nara: I can't sleep yet!

Nara: Not until we do the New Year's Countdown!

Ashiya: (Even if you say that, you fell asleep last year and the year before that... So, probably this year, too...)

(Ashiya: It's because she's used to getting up early for work...)

Nara: Chisaki's gone... (I wonder where she went...)

Ashiya: She told us she was going to relax in the hot spring one more time,

and left a little ago! (You even said, "Have fun," remember?)

Page 13

Nara: Chisaki's always liked baths since she was little...

Nara: The first time we brought her along to an inn, she ended up going to the baths five times in two days and one night.

Ashiya: Was that trip before I was born? (This is the first time I've been to a traditional inn on a family trip...)

Nara: Yeah...

Page 14

Ashiya: Was dad there, too?

Nara: Yeah...

Nara: It was the three of us, me, Chisaki, and Sakae.

Page 15

Nara: Visiting art galleries and historical landmarks... Exploring shrines and eating local delicacies...

Sakae-kun was bad with crowded places, but he seemed so happy to spend time with Chisaki...

(Ashiya: Yeah?)

Nara: We took a family trip around midwinter season back then, too.

Tons of snow had piled up, so we played in the snow...

Nara: That reminds me... When we playing outside the inn,

There was an avalanche nearby, so we heard a thunderous roar.

Ashiya: An avalanche?!

Page 16

Ashiya: There was an avalanche near your destination?!

Nara: We were safe...

The avalanche was somewhere people couldn't easily get to, so no one was buried in it.

Nara: But... Sakae-kun seemed a little strange for a moment.

Page 17

(Chisaki: I finished it!)

(Nara: It's really good!)

(Chisaki: I'll make one more!)

Nara: ?

Page 18

Nara: Sakae-kun? Is something wrong?

Sakae: .....

Nara: ?

Sakae: You didn't hear that voice saying "help" somewhere?

Page 19

Nara: Wha?!

Nara: I didn't notice anything...!

Nara: ?

Nara: I don't hear anything... Can you still hear it, Sakae-kun?

Sakae: Yeah, faintly...

Nara: ...I really can't hear anything. (Just Chisaki's humming.)

Sakae: I see...

Page 20

Sakae: That's fine then.

Sakae: I must have misheard it.

Nara: But, there was that avalanche that happened close by...

It couldn't be...

Sakae: Didn't the people at the inn say it wasn't anywhere people could reach?

Sakae: ...It's cold. We should hurry up and get back to the inn.

Nara: Yeah...

Sakae: You, too, Chisaki...

Chisaki: !

Page 21

Chisaki: Huuuh?

Sakae: ......

Chisaki: Dad!

Sakae: ......

Page 22

Sakae: .....If it wasn't the voice of a girl, then...

I don't have any duty to go save them, and I could just ignore that I'd ever heard it...

Nara: Huh?

Sakae: Nara...

Page 23

Sakae: I'll be back soon, so... Look after Chisaki.

Nara: Sakae-kun! Where are you going?!

Nara: Sakae-kun...!

Page 24

Nara: He said that,

And ran off with his back to us...

Two hours later, he came back, covered in snow...

"I tried going to where I heard the voice, but there was no one there," he said, looking awkward...

Page 25

[A hot spring...

And an avalanche...]

[The voice of a girl calling for help

that no one besides Sakae could hear.]

(Could it be? The owner of the voice was...)

(Tougen-san...?)

Page 26

Ashiya: Mom!

Ashiya: Was the place you went back then----

Nara: .........

Ashiya: Good night...

Page 27

(Ashiya: Now I'm wide awake...)

[When I met Tougen, I couldn't even hear her voice while standing right next to her.]

[But Sakae was able to hear that voice from somewhere totally different.]

Page 28

(Did he have really good ears?)

[If I could make myself listen harder,] [Would I be able to]

[hear the whispering voices of demons somewhere far away?...]

Page 29

Ashiya: The sound of the ocean...?

Page 30

Ashiya: The ocean!

Ashiya: The inn's so close to the coast...! (I got here via the Mononokean, so I didn't realize!)

Page 31

[This sound...]

[The first day we went searching for Aoi,

I thought I heard it in the forest.]

[But, Abeno-san didn't hear anything,

so I ended up thinking that I just misheard it.]

(But if I didn't hear it wrong---)

Page 32

Abeno: Spring cleaning, complete.

Mononokean: (So bright...) It's sparkling like a brand new room.

Page 33

Mononokean: Itsuki? Incidentally...

Mononokean: Fuzzy isn't here... did you end up putting him up somewhere? (The storeroom?)

Abeno: Hairball snuck into Ashiya's bag and ran away, right?

Mononokean: He's a runaway?!

Abeno: You didn't notice either?

Mononokean: Hanae must be in for a shock around now!

Why didn't you tell him?

Abeno: It's his fault for being so bad at sensing demons' auras.

Abeno: Besides, we've been searching for Aoi since the beginning of winter break,

So Ashiya and I haven't had time to spend with Hairball. (He's started to get all restless after having to house-sit without any time to play...)

Page 34

Abeno: Under normal circumstances, I'd catch him red-handed, but...

Abeno: Since it's the New Year, I decided to overlook his boldness. (That's all.)

Mononokean: Well, I don't have to worry if he's with Hanae.

Mononokean: You shouldn't be doing tiresome work like spring cleaning during New Year's, either!

It would have been better if you took a break...

Mononokean: Or is it that,

If you didn't clean to take your mind off things,

Mononokean: You'd end up wanting to secretly look for Aoi on your own, maybe?

Abeno: Ah? Don't accuse me of weird things.

Mononokean: Oh, I hit the mark, huh?

Abeno: .....

Page 35

Abeno: I didn't plan to do anything alone... not this late...

Abeno: But...

Abeno: I'm well aware that I'm agitated.

Abeno: There's only half of winter break remaining, so I'm getting impatient...

Page 36

Abeno: We've come this far without finding a single clue.

Mononokean: Not even one?

Abeno: Yeah...

Mononokean: Nothing small either?

Abeno: The only thing was...

[Ashiya: I heard the sound of waves from that direction just now.]

Page 37

Abeno: ...!

Abeno: ......

Mononokean: ?

Abeno: ......

Abeno: ...Hey.

Page 38

Abeno: The Underworld...

Doesn't have an ocean... right?

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How does a Bastard Orphan son of a whore and a Scotsman dropped in the middle of a forgotten Spot in the Caribbean by providence impoverished in squalor grow up to be a hero what's your name man? Alexander hamilton. My name is Alexander Hamilton. And there's a million things I haven't done, but just you wait, just you wait I am not throwing away my shot I am not the away my shot hey yo I'm just like my country, I'm young scrappy and hungry and I'm not throwing away my shot raise a glass to the four of us, tomorrow there'll be more of us, telling the story of- work, work, AngelicA, Work, work, ElIza, and PEggy. The Schuler sisters Eliza I'm looking for a mind at work. Hey woah, hey, in the greatest city in the greatest city in the wooooorld (in the world) oceans rise, empires fall, we have seen each other through it allll, and when push comes to shove, I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love- da da da data dat da da dada da da dada dat dat daya da- we are out-gunned, out maaaned, out-numbered out plaaaaaanned - we gotta make an all-out stand, and I'm gonna need a right-hand man. Uwu I do I do I do I dooooo boy ya got me helpleeesss look into your eyes and the sky's the limit eyeyeyeeeeyeye'm down for the count and I'm - drowning in him TO THE UNION (to the union) (to the revolution) And the hope that you PROVIIIDE. (Provide, proVIIDE) May you Aaaalwayays be satisfied (satasfied) life doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints it takes and it takes and it takes and we keep living anyway, we riiise and we faaaaaalll and if there's a reason I'm still alive when so few survive, then I'm willing to- onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnine wait for it (wait for it) onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnine it's the ten duel commandments Ohhhh let me be a part of the narrative, in the story they will write one day, let this moment be the first chapter where you decide to staaaaaayy. And that would be enough- LAFAYETTE Imtakingthishorsebythereignsmakinredcoatsredderwithbloodstains LAFAYETTE andimnevergonnastopuntilImakeemstopandburnemupandscattertheirremains I- LAFAYETTE watchmeengaginemescapinemenragingemIm- LAFAYETTE I go to France for more funds LAFAYETTE I come back with more guns and shipsssss I have soldiers in the field for you if we manage to get this riiight, they'll surrender by early light the world will never beee theee saaame- the world turned upside-down - look around, isn't this enough? (He will never be satasfi-) would it be enough he will never be satisfied satisfied hISTORY HAS ITS EEEYES ON- nonstop he will never be satisisnt this enough, would it be enough histoRY HAS ITS EYES ON why do on fight like hISTORY HAS ITS EEEYES ON YOU! What'd I miss? mmM Thomas! That was a real nice declaration, welcome to the present we're running a real nation. Would you like to join us, or stay mellow doin' whateverthehellitisyoudo in Monticello tAKE A BREAK and getawayay run away with us for the summer let's GO UPSTATE where we can stay we can all go stay with my father it's a place we lOoK aroUNd loOk arOUnd at how lucky we are to be alive right now we can go and stay when the night gets dark- don't say NOOO (show me how to say no to this) I don't get to say no to this there is nowhere I can go (go, go, go) when your body's on mine I do not say no one else was in the room where it happens the room where it happens the room where it happens mY GOd in GOD WE TrUST but we'll never really I is what gOT diSCUSSED click-boom and it happened bababum but no one else was in the room where it happened ba ba bababada da it must be nice, it must be niice to have Washington on to have Washington on your siiiiiiiidddeee hISTORY haaas it's eyes on youuuuu dadata badadadup we both know what we know (I'll write my way out-) ALEXANDER HAMILTON had a torrid affair- and he wrote it down right there- HIGHLIGHTS- I know my sister like I know my own mind you will never find anyone as trusting or as k- I'm erasing myself from the narrative- let future historians wonder how put what we had aside, I'm standing at her side you will never be satisfied, GOD I hope you're satisfied onetwothreefourfivesixseven- boom-------------- it's qUIET UPTOWN dum da- forgiveness- badadum da- can you imagine, da da forgiveness la da da, can you imagine? Hmm datadatadadatadadata if you see him in the streets, walking by her side, talking by her side, have pity- badadatadatada they are going through the unimaginable now I'm the villain in your history (I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory) onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnine to see- this is where it gets meee. I should have known- I gotta throw away my shot- I should have known the world was wide enough - wHO LIVES WHO DIES WHO TELLS YOUR STOOOORRRRRYYYYYYYY

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I would like to thank @leaalda for making these amazing banners.

This is an effort to spread the word about all fan fiction writers in our little fandom. If you would like to be featured or nominate a writer, please contact me. Please reblog this post if you can and check out some of @allskynostars work!

1. First things first, if someone wanted to read your stories where can they find them.

The can find them on my tumblr; https://allskynostars.tumblr.com/tagged/allskynostars-fics or on AO3; http://archiveofourown.org/users/allskynostars/pseuds/allskynostars/works

2. Tell us a little about yourself.

My name is Jenna, I am 23 (24 in a couple of weeks!). I have 3 brothers.. It's been a struggle haha. I was born in London, my parents and I moved to New Zealand when I was 6 months old. And just two months ago I moved back to London with my boyfriend. I've written a few fics, and have just finished my first multi chapter Ever Since New York. I am currently unemployed, but looking for Pharmacy work as that's what I did at home and would like to continue.

3. What do you never leave home without?

My phone! And keys.

4. Are you an early bird or a night owl?

Night owl, 100000%. I suck at mornings.

5. If you could live in any fictional world which one would you choose and why?

Maaan, probably Middle Earth. Like I would kill to be an elf and shack up with Legolas. Or Thranduil, keep it in the family yunno. Or the Harry Potter universe because magic? Yes.

6. Who is the most famous person you’ve ever met.

I've 'met' a whole heap, like I've paid at cons and things to meet Aidan Turner, Dean O'Gorman, Andrew Scott, Karen Gillan. I went to the Age of Ultron prem when I was in London last time and got photos/signatures with Mark Ruffalo (ultimate fav), Chris Hemsworth, Jeremy Renner, Aaron Taylor Johnson. I got Robert Downey Jrs autograph but no photo. But just by chance without planning too I met Jenna Coleman. We were visiting my family in Wales and just so happened to drive past during filming. Didn't quite get to meet Peter Capaldi though. And then I was in London last time, me and my best friend walked into Jamie Campbell Bower in the street. The story Is actually so cool but I feel like this answer is long enough hahah.

7. What are some of your favorite movies/TV?

Movies: Eternal Sunshine, Only Lovers Left Alive, Big Daddy (my go to movie when I'm sad, I love Adam Sandler). I always struggle to answer this because after I think of one I should have mentioned! Shutter Island.

TV Shows: There are far too many but right now Riverdale, obviously. And I just smashed through Brooklyn 99. The OC, Game of Thrones, Doctor Who, SOA, Friends, Being Human, the list goes on...

8. What are some of your favorite bands/musicians?

SO my first favourite and was Panic! At The Disco. Then My Chemical Romance took over my life. Now I'm into The 1975, Arctic Monkeys, Bastille, Hozier, Tom Odell, James Bay, Ed Sheeran. Thanks to my Dad I love Alanis Morrissette and Radiohead. Thanks to my Mum I have a soft spot for Robbie Williams. My music taste is diverse so I listen to a lot of rap. I'll defend Kanye West to my dying breath, I really like Post Malone at the moment too. It chops and changes so so much. Also I've seen One Direction 4 times so judge as you will, ahaha.

9. Favorite Books?

Pretty generic, really. Harry Potter series, LOTR, The Mortal Instruments series and all that go with it. Fault In Our Stars, All The Bright Places, Lovely Bones.

10. Favorite Food?

I love Mexican food.

11. Biggest pet peeve?

Sidewalk Hoggers who walk SO SLOW.

12. What did you want to be when you were little? What do you want to be now?

I always wanted to sing or act, but seeing as I can do neither.. I always wanted to work in the entertainment industry and sometimes still do, like behind the scenes. Maybe in Media. But for now I love working in Pharmacy and want to train to become a Pharmacy Tech.

13. What are your biggest fears? Do you have any strange fears?

I don't have many fears, I have no issue with the dark or heights or anything like that. I HATE bugs, like any kind of insect or creepy crawly, just no. Sometimes even butterflies irk me.

And as far as strange fears, everyone always looks at me weird when I say this, I have a fear of whales.. Like I don't like the ocean or fish, sharks etc, but I can handle it. But whales? No. I get goosebumps and feel like my throat closes up when I look at them. I think it's to do with their sheer size and power. I don't even know why but I just, I can't.

14. When you are on your deathbed what would be the one you’d regret not doing?

Seeing the world.

Okay... lets talk about your writing!

15. Which is your favorite of the fics you've written for the Bughead fandom?

Probably Who She Was, How She Loved. It was only a one shot, and it hurt like hell to write, but it seemed to get a reaction from everyone who read it and that's what we write for, right? I don't even know where I pulled that fic from, but I really love it. It feels real.

16. Which was the hardest to write, in terms of plot?

Ever Since New York, just to keep it going. I didn't want to drag it out too much, but it needed a fair amount of content. So I struggled at the end there.

17. How do you come up with the ideas for you fic(s)? Do you people watch? Listen to music? Get inspired by TV/movies?

A lot of it definitely comes from music. Like, if the lyrics to a song resonate with me I always think of a story to go with it. Always, even if I have no intention of writing it. I also pull inspiration from certain movies and things, but it is definitely music at the forefront.

18. Idea that you always wanted to write but could never make work?

I really love the idea of room mate fics, I haven't actually tried though. Maybe I could do it.

19. Least favorite plot point/chapter/moment you’ve written?

I only posted the last chapter of ESNY the other day, and the response has been good, but I'm still not happy with it. I couldn't even read it over. I don't really know what my problem is, I guess I just felt it was very anti-climatic.

20. Favorite plot point/chapter/moment you’ve written?

In my fic And Then? There's a scene where Betty & Jug are in the ocean yelling, and I really loved that moment.

21.Favorite character to write?

Jughead. Always. He has layers...

22. Favorite line or lines of dialogue that you've written?

Dark. Brown. Not round, more sleek. The complete opposite of the girl who's face was flashing through Jughead’s mind at this very moment. Which he knew, of course he did. That's why he had picked her. With her dark head of hair, and her dark eyes, he would never have to be reminded of the one he was missing.

Except for the fact that he saw Betty Cooper in everything. And everyone.

23. Best comment/review you’ve ever received?

Every comment someone goes out of their way to write about something I've spent time on is amazing. I think it always makes me smile though when they say they can see it all happening as they read. And you know, making them cry when they say fanfic never makes them cry.

24. How do you handle bad reviews or comments?

I haven't been 'lucky' enough to have to deal with this, yet. But I think I would just ignore and delete the comment. Who needs that negativity.

25. If you could change anything in any of your stories, what would it be?

I think I would have included more characters in Ever Since New York, like Archie etc.

26. What is your favorite story you’ve ever written? Any fandom?

I've only ever written for the Bughead fandom, but my favourite is Who She Was purely for the emotions. I'm a sucker for emotions.

27. What are you reading right now? Both fan fiction and general fiction?

I have 51 bookmarks on AO3. So I am reading basically everything right now haha. But in terms of general fiction, I haven't read anything in a while and I need too.

28. Do you have an advice for writers that want to get into this fandom but might be scared?

As typical as it sounds, just do it. I was so nervous, but this fandom is hands down the best. Everyone is so, so welcoming, and if there are so many people to reach out too if you’re ever feeling unsure about your own work or anything. Just take the dive guys, it's a fun ride.

#bughead author spotlight #fan fiction #fan fiction writers #bughead #bughead fanfiction #betty cooper #jughead jones #betty x jughead #jughead x betty #ao3 #riverdale #allskynostars

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