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olinblogin · 6 months

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LIST OF FANDOMS I WILL/WON’T WRITE FOR

What fandoms I will write for;

-Lego Monkie Kid

-One Piece

-One Punch Man

-Assassination Classroom (limited characters)

-COD (call of duty, any game)

-ATSV (across the spiderverse)

-TADC (the amazing digital circus)

-Underverse/undetale AUs

-Br0kenColors

What fandoms i won’t write for;

-Genshin Impact/Honkai impact

-Seven Deadly Sins

-Obey Me/Obey Me nightbringer

-FNF (Friday night funkin)

-MHA (my hero academia)

-Hazbin Hotel/Helluva boss

-other fandoms that have problematic backgrounds

WHAT I WILL WRITE!!!

-platonic

-light angst

-fluff

-slightly suggestive content (will have a warning)

-smut content (will have a warning)

-childhood romance (no smut.)

-teen romance (no smut.)

-Reader x character

-character x character (very rarely)

-character x Reader x character

-polycules

-T4T (trans for trans relationships)

-F4F (femme for femme relationship)

-M4M (masc for masc relationship)

-F4TF (femme for trans femme)

-F4TM (femme for trans masc)

-F4TNB (femme for trans non binary)

-F4A (femme for any)

-M4TF (masc for trans femme)

-M4TM (masc for trans masc)

-M4TNB (masc for trans non binary)

-M4A (masc for any)

-LGBTQ content

-Yandere Content (not extreme)

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE!!!

-r@pe/noncon/dubcon

-cnc (consensual non-consent)

-child x adult

-abusive scenarios

-anything to do with children involved in anything sexual

-racism

-ableism

-unsanitary fetishes (i.e. scat, wound f*cking, etc)

-severe angst

-s*icide & s*lf h*rn

Characters I’ll write for in each fandom

BR0KENCOLORS

—characters so far—

Stalker/Damon (usually Poly)

Deliver Guy/DG (usually Poly)

Rasmus

Angel

Shadowman (not much I for abt them, some nsfw - demisexual)

Gunther

Leevi

—characters not in game yet but I will write—

Ace (some nsfw - demisexual)

Catherine

Milkman

Milla (no nsfw)

Salvador (some nsfw - demisexual)

Mimic

Pearl

Venni

LEGO MONKIE KID

- MK (Qi Xioatian)

-Mei Dragon

-Redson

-Sun Wukong

-Six Eared Macaque

-Ao Lie

-Lady Bone Demon

-The Mayor

-Yin & Jin

-Princess Iron Fan (Poly)

-Demon Bull King (Poly)

-Tang

-Pigsy (platonic)

-Sandy (platonic)

-Nezha (platonic)

-Bai He (platonic)

ONE PIECE

- Monkey D. Luffy

-Vinsmoke Sanji

-Roronora Zoro

-Usopp

-Nico Robin

-Franky

-Chopper (platonic)

-Nami

-Jinbei

-Donquixte Doflamingo

-Donquixte Rosiante

-Bartolomeo Kuma

-Boa Hancock

-Dracule Mihawk

-Crocodile

-Shanks

-Rayleigh

-Portgaz D. Ace

-Marco

-Thatch

-Izou

-Edward Newgate, Whitebeard (platonic)

-Eustass Kidd

-Jewelry Bonney

-Killer

-Monkey D. Harp

-Monkey D. Dragon

-Sabo

-Trafalgar Law

-Buggy

-Smoker

-Rob Luci

-Eneru

-Kalifa

-Yamato

-Perona

-Shaci

-Penguin

-Bepo (platonic)

-Akainu

-Kizaru

-Borsalino

ONE PUNCH MAN

-Saitama

-Genos

-Garou

-King

-Child Emporer (platonic)

-Metal Bat

-Speed O’ Sound Sonic

-Mumen Rider

-Watchdog Man (mostly platonic)

-Fubuki

-Atomic Samurai

-Lord Boros

-Bang

-Zombieman

-Flashy Flash

-Sweet Mask

-Charanko

ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM

(Any students such as Nagisa or Karma are platonic)

-Koro-Sensei

-Tadaomi Karasuma

-Irina Jelavic

COD - CALL OF DUTY

-Simon “Ghost” Riley

-John “Soap” MacTavish

-John “Captain” Price

-Horangi (Hong-Jin)

-König

-Nikolai

-Valeria Garza/El Sin Nombre (F4F/NB/AFAB)

-Alejandro Vargas

-Phillip Graves

-Farah Karim

-Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

-Kate Laswell (F4F)

-Gary “Roach” Sanderson

ATSV - ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE

-Miles Morales (platonic/fluff)

-Gwen Stacy (Platonic/Fluff)

-Pavitr Prabhakar (platonic/fluff)

-Prowler Miles (platonic/fuff)

-Peter B. Parker

-Jess Drew

-Miguel O’Hara

-Hobie Brown

TADC - THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS

-Pomni

-Jax

-Zooble

-Kaufmo

-Ragatha

-Gangle

-Caine

-Kinger

UNDERVERSE / UNDERTALE AUS

-Ink!Sans (platonic)

-Classic!Sans

-Nightmare!Sans

-Dream!Sans

-Swap!Sans

-Fell!Sans

-Killer!Sans

-Dust!Sans

-Horror!Sans

-Murder Time Trio (Killer!Sans, Dust!Sans, Horror!sans)

-Error!Sans

-AT!Sans (Geno)

-Fatal Error

-X!Sans (Cross)

-Outer!Sans

-Reaper!Sans

-Fresh!Sans

IF YOU DID NOT SEE ANY CHARACTERS OF INTEREST AND YOU’D LIKE ME TO WRITE PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!!

please as well reread the will/won’t write section if you’re feeling unsure!

#what i will write #writing #fandom #fandom writing #multiple fandoms #writing requests #request page #request #lmk #cod mw2 #assassination classroom #one punch man #one piece #across the spiderverse #the amazing digital circus #underverse #undertale au #this took way too long

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scheepstep · 2 months

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Assigned Family AU

Phil is a very reckless man, constantly risking his life for adventure

His wife, Kristin, is a powerful death goddess, and is done with her husband almost sending himself to an early grave

So she assigns a reaper to keep an eye on him

Missa is... something. A bit cowardly, but he has a huge heart

Kristin sends Missa to live with Phil to make sure that Phil doesn't die

Phil is annoyed about this whole thing, but would do anything for his wife

Plus he can't help but become attached to the wet cat of a reaper

Soon, more people find themselves joining the two:

- A piglin hybrid who becomes attached to Phil when he gives the boy some gold after mistaking him for a homeless kid

- A teen who displays traits of several kinds of hybrids, has suspicious needle marks on his arms, and refuses to talk about his past

- Two small dragon hybrids who get away with stealing from several people only to be caught after trying to rob Missa

What starts as a family of convenience ('okay, we all pretend to be a family and nothing bad will happen to any of us anymore') slowly becomes the real thing

#qsmp #qsmp au #sbi au #philza #technoblade #misstrixtin #tommyinnit #missasinfonia #chayanne the egg #qsmp chayanne #qsmp tallulah #tallulah the egg

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goldfish-afterhours · 3 months

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ROB THEM BLIND - ONE

— Home // Genshin Impact Bank Robbery AU

“Welcome to Minlin Bank. How may I help you today?”

As the line shuffled forward slowly, Lumine felt her throat becoming tighter and tighter; the note stuffed in her jacket pocket growing heavier and heavier. She was sweating—partly from the thick jacket engulfing her body, its hood flopped to her eyes to obstruct her face—but also because of what she was about to do.

‘This is a robbery. I am armed—do not think about resisting or alerting anyone. Put all the money in this envelope and you will not be hurt.’

Lumine had scrawled those words on a piece of lined paper last night, ripped straight out of a notepad. Multiple discarded drafts littered her hotel room from all her attempts at obscuring her handwriting.

“Next! Good morning, sir, welcome to Minlin Bank.”

The person in front of her left for the desk, and Lumine shifted forwards, so she was now the first in line. All of a sudden, she felt very exposed, as if all eyes were on her now that she was at the front of the line. She clenched her fists. I can do this, she told herself. I have to do this.

“Next!” A cheery clerk waved her over. She looked young, even younger than Lumine, with bright eyes and black hair braided in two loop pigtails. For a moment, Lumine felt dazed. How would her actions affect this young bank teller? Would Lumine be able to sleep soundly tonight, knowing that she had threatened someone so innocent?

The young lady’s voice broke into Lumine’s thoughts. “Welcome to Minlin Bank. How can I help you today, ma’am?”

Lumine took a shaky breath. Before she could back out, she pulled her hood tighter over her head, plunged her hand into her pocket, and—

“Get on the ground! Get on the ground!” a deep voice bellowed. Gunshots sliced through the air, embedding themselves into the walls like meteors with a sickening bang! Glass shattered, and the poor clerk serving Lumine screamed.

“Last chance unless you want your head blown off! Get on the ground!” another voice shouted above the chaos of people crying and bodies falling to the floor.

Lumine felt someone tug at her clothes. “What are you doing? Hurry and get down!” a woman whispered, looking up at her with eyes wide in terror.

She crumpled the note back into her pocket and dropped down with everyone else. Most people were cowering on the floor with their hands over their heads, but Lumine was bold enough to tilt her head up slightly to catch a glimpse of what was going on.

There were four—no, five of them. All male, all wearing some sort of mask to hide their face. The man who had shouted first donned a sinister red mask, with bared teeth and horns sprouting out of its head. He was so big he made the machine gun in his hands look tiny. Red tattoos ran down his arms as he tapped the muzzle of his weapon against anyone who held their head too high. Two men leapt over the counters, bags in their hands. A loud thump and the shriek of metal against metal meant they had successfully broken into the tills, and Lumine could hear the rustling of paper as they stuffed the cash into their bags.

Curiously, there was a man standing at the front entrance of the bank. He had no visible weapons on him, and his arms were crossed. He was clearly not acting as a lookout—his back was to the front doors. Yet he made no effort to subdue or intimidate the people either. He just stood there, watching, white hood shrouding his face. He almost looked like a grim reaper dressed in white.

“Hey, girlie. You’re holding your head a lil high. Got a death wish?” a playful voice breathed down Lumine’s neck. For a moment, she contemplated turning around and punching him right in the middle of his elaborate crimson mask, but that would surely draw too much attention. Instead, she covered her arms above her head like everyone else, even pretending to tremble. But in reality, her blood was burning through her veins.

The groan of the counter and the sound of boots hitting the ground alerted Lumine that the robbers had obtained their goal. It was only a matter of minutes now.

“Okay, okay, you can all get up now,” the man in the red-horned mask said. She craned her neck up to peek from her hood, and several customers were also starting to stir. The loud bang of a gunshot, however, made everyone drop to the floor once again. “Just kidding~ Stay down and count to a thousand. Any person who moves before that gets a bullet in their tongue.”

‘One, two, three, four…’ Lumine could practically hear everyone counting under their breaths. But if she waited to one thousand with all of them, the criminals would definitely slip away, and she could not let that happen.

‘Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight…’ At this point, the thundering of boots faded away. The only sounds audible in the bank were heavy breathing and muffled sobs.

As quietly as she could, Lumine slowly got to her feet, careful not to rustle her jacket. No one paid her any notice. Lightly, she stepped around the shaking bodies on the floor. Shards of broken glass sprayed the counter and floor. Bullet holes decorated the walls and the ceiling; surprisingly, the fish tank in the corner of the room came out unscathed. A bright red goldfish flicked its tail in the water as it changed direction, unconcerned with the violence that had just taken place.

The police had not yet arrived, but Lumine could hear their sirens in the distance. And if she could hear it, that meant the robbers would hear it soon too. She had to leave, right now.

Lumine carefully stepped through the giant hole in one of the glass entry doors. The road was deserted, all pedestrians having fled the moment the armed robbery began.

She shut her eyes. Wind whistled past her ear. She could hear the street lamps humming lowly, a cricket chirping, the soft paws of a cat leaping onto a fence, and—

Heavy boots.

Lumine’s eyes flew up and she broke into a run to the back of the building, down an alleyway, towards the direction of the sound. The footsteps were soon joined by the low rustles of paper money being jolted against a moving bag. Right before voices became audible, Lumine slowed to a walk, then tiptoeing on the cobblestone walkway.

“...talk too much. You think this is a game?” a voice snapped, his voice dripping with annoyance.

“What’s wrong with that? I might as well have some fun with it!”

Lumine pressed her back against the wall, summoning the courage to peer past the corner. Three of the five robbers were walking down the alleyway. A large bag was hoisted over the biggest man’s shoulder, while the ginger-haired man who had threatened Lumine was walking beside him, one hand in his pocket while the other twirled a gun around his finger. The third person with them was unfamiliar; she must have missed him during the chaos. He was much smaller than the other two, but he seemed to be scolding them without any fear, despite the largest man’s bicep being the size of his entire head.

“C’mon Xiao, let Itto have a little fun with it! What’s the problem?” the ginger-haired man said airly.

“The problem is he acts like a stupid oaf. Him just being there makes us more likely to get caught,” the one called Xiao retorted.

“Hey, I don’t act stupid!” Itto exclaimed indignantly. “In fact…you act stupid! Stupid!”

As they bickered with each other, Lumine took the chance to creep closer and closer behind them, darting into the next alleyway or behind corners to remain out of sight. They were talking so loudly to each other, she was sure they did not detect that someone was trailing them.

Until her foot hit a pebble. It barely made a sound as it fell back on the cobblestone paths.

But these robbers were better than she had given them credit for. Xiao immediately stopped in his tracks. “Shut up.”

“No, you shut up!”

“We’re being followed.”

Lumine held her breath, but the footsteps became louder, as if they knew exactly where she was. She waited a few moments—maybe they would dismiss it as their imagination and be back on their way—but they came insistently closer.

Okay, too close. I have to go, she thought. But before she could even move a muscle, a hand flew between her shoulder and neck, trapping her against the wall.

“Now, now, what do we have here? Someone trying to play the hero?” The elaborate red mask was now resting against the side of his head, revealing his face. This is never a good sign—it meant he had no fear of her seeing what he looked like, since dead men tell no tales. His voice was playful and smile teasing, but his blue eyes were void of anything, as if they barely registered Lumine in front of him. “Didn’t you hear the big, scary man? You want a bullet in your pretty face that badly?” He leaned closer, but she did not flinch.

“No,” Lumine responded. “I want compensation.”

Before the man could respond, she pulled out the crumpled note from her pocket, unfolding it with one hand and shoving it in his face. “I was just about to rob them when you stole my target.”

The man squinted his eyes at the note before scoffing. “So what? You want us to open our bag right now and hand you a stack?”

“Just one stack? Don’t play. I want to talk to your boss. I’ll negotiate with them.” She put the note back in her pocket.

His lips curled into a sneer. “And just why would we let you do that?”

“Because you’re going to want this back, won’t you?” Lumine spun a blue charm around her finger.

The man seemed to do a double-take. He looked down at his belt, confirming that the blue charm that was hanging from a chain on his belt loop was indeed gone. He looked back at Lumine, no sign of surprise on his face, but she could see that he was now clenching his jaw.

Lumine winced as the cold metal muzzle of the gun made contact with her cheek. He was still smiling, but any trace of amusement was gone. “Give that back, girlie,” he said smoothly, as if chiding a toddler, “and I promise you’ll still be able to see out of one eye after.”

Itto, who had been listening quietly behind him the entire time, finally broke his silence. “Hey, wha—? Didn’t Zhongles tell us not to hurt anyone if we can help it? You can’t shoot her just for that, Ajax!”

“Watch me,” Ajax responded, clicking off the safety of his gun.

The shortest one who had detected Lumine in the first place tugged at Ajax’s arm, the one holding the gun against her face. “Don’t,” he insisted. “Just bring her to him. He will decide.”

Ajax’s eyes flicked to glare at Xiao, and for a moment, Lumine thought he was going to turn the gun on him instead. But instead, the ginger-haired man sighed and lowered his arm.

He stepped away, and Lumine let out a gasp of relief, her heart threatening to leap out of her chest.

Ajax shrugged. “Alright, alright, I can’t argue with my brothers, can I?” he said. “Count yourself lucky, little lady. You just earned yourself an audience with the Guili Assembly’s head.” He shook his head at them, as if they had just convinced him not to buy an ice cream cone instead of murder. “But watch yourself.” His empty eyes flicked back to Lumine, and she had to will herself not to flinch.

“One wrong move and you’re dead.”

#my writing #rob them blind #genshin impact #genshin au #genshin headcanons #Zhongli #Thoma #Xiao #itto #Childe #Scaramouche #wanderer #genshin impact x reader

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emotional-support-cultist · 1 year

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Recently I imagined up a Christmas Carol Cycle AU, ‘tis the season and all that, where Joey is Scrooge being haunted by spirits resembling his old co-workers (most of whom are dead, probably)

What better way to celebrate then ghosts tormenting an old man.

(rambling about the AU below the cut)

The basic premise is the idea that this story, Joey’s Christmas Carol, is a cycle much like the story theory in BATIM’s main story. Joey is haunted by the ghost of Nathan Arch (Jacob Marely) the night before Christmas, who warns him he will be visited by three spirits to straighten his act up, or else a fate worse then death would be gunning for him.

Ghost of Christmas Past takes the form of a slightly younger Henry, though a bit more flame-y then usual. He shows Joey his childhood, his youth spent with Henry up until their eventual parting once Joey starts getting a little too focused on the studio, then his personal relationship with Henry and others. Business and personal relationships don’t mix.

Later, he’s awoken to Christmas Present, taking the form of Susie Campbell as a form of angel. Seemingly perfect, she leads him around New York City to see all the sights, one of which includes his daughter Audrey at a Christmas party with friends, of which Joey refused to go to. Susie explains as he sat there, his relationship with his daughter weakened every minute. And, likely asks him what she would think if she found out about the business he and GENT had a hand in? (During the second half of her visit, her form begins shifting and contorting more into that beloved Malice Angel face we all love)

Later and near the end of the night, Christmas Yet to Come visits- shrouded and silent, he only pointed to and pushed Joey around New York as he has to watch people gossip about someone who had died recently. The apartment was robbed of literally everything. Eventually he is directed to lift the cloth off of a dead body, of which he refuses to do. He’s then shown Audrey in her apartment, with a very familiar book. Audrey was writing a parody of Christmas Carol, the day after Christmas. It would be revealed it’s a Cycle, and the whole night repeats once again when Joey withers away in his sleep, forever stubborn.

I don’t really have the time anymore to basically read and re-write all of Christmas Carol for this AU, but I thought it was too neat of an AU not to do some doodles for, and a line up! As well, you could also argue Sammy is as well sharing place with the Ink Demon as role of Christmas Future, given the grim reaper thing going on. I just wanted to make one of the ghosts more krampus-y/monstrous so here we are~

Bonus; The spots of the children Christmas Present shows Scrooge, Ignorance and Want, are likely filled by Buddy and Heidi.

As well, it was a tie between Nathan and Bertrum being Jacob Marley, but I wound up choosing the former because Bertrum would rather die twice then help out Joey Drew.

#batim #batdr #joey drew #henry stein #susie campbell #sammy lawrence #au #christmas #christmas carol au #my art #I had waaay too much fun designing this AU- I just love holiday themed aus

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doortotomorrow · 2 years

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Lexa!Lives AU / I’m No Mirage : When Lexa’s dry, dehydrated eyes cracked open, she found herself half buried in dirt not knowing anything of how she arrived there, her memory bank entirely withdrawn. Scavenging whatever meagre possessions she could muster, she takes a moment to clock in her location before spotting the derelict and destitute ruins of Polis looking miniscule on the horizon, and sets out on a mission to look for survivors of whatever calamity befell the capital.

When she sets foot in the smaller ruins along the way, desperation settles into the marrow of Lexa’s aching bones, discovering the ghosts of the people who perished in the inferno, barely able to walk any further as water deprivation robs her of the ability to think straight. A flash of movement enters into her peripheral vision, shocking her back to reality and she chases after it, risking whatever life she has left in her to seek it out.

And then, she sees her...the breathtaking visage of the one she vowed to protect with her life trudging along the sandy dunes with a small wagon of supplies. Her brilliant blonde hair dazzles underneath the harsh sunlight, face crimson with sand burns, sporting a massive scab on her forehead, but it was still her. Her beacon and the great love of her life. Dry sobs rattle through her rib cage, Lexa wondering if she’ll break apart from this alone.

“Clarke?” Lexa calls out, testing her voice, raising her hand up to gather her attention.

Clarke stumbles to her feet, the shovel in her hand coming tumbling down to the ground, mouth hung open in abject shock.

“I must be going crazy, I’m seeing things...you’re not here-no, you can’t be here. I saw you get shot. I saw you bleed out and fade away,” Clarke’s eyes well with tears, warring with herself to keep from crying too much. Risking tears in the desert was a way to mark yourself for the grim reaper.

“I’m no mirage, Clarke. I’m here, I’m actually here,” Lexa closes the distance between them, taking her lover’s body into her arms for a soul nourishing embrace, hope blooming to life once more inside of her form. Clarke’s tired hands cup her face, drowning herself in Lexa’s touch, kissing her wherever she could find exposed skin.

“I think I know how we can get get out of here,” Clarke parts from Lexa; albeit, reluctantly, “I found our Rover buried in the sand.”

“Let me,” Lexa leans down, separating sand with her fingers, but Clarke stays her hand.

“You’re suffering from heat exhaustion, Lexa...I’m not gonna let you die here trying to help,” Clarke practically orders her, and the most fragile of smiles grows on Lexa’s face, daring herself to hold onto a mote of happiness.

It’s a massive endeavor, but little by little, the sand ebbs away to uncover the Rover, both Clarke and Lexa celebrating the small triumph with a kiss as Clarke immediately sets her focus on getting it operational again by rewiring the solar panels. Clarke spots a few water canteens in the interior, immediately passing it off to Lexa, relieved to have at least that much.

“Ready to do this?” Clarke looks over to Lexa, both their hands covering the gear shift, holding their breaths.

“Lead the way,” Lexa closes her eyes, joining in Clarke’s pure elation when the Rover’s engine roars to life, resurrected and renewed. Confidence growing in Clarke, she and Lexa set off, looking for what life remains on the planet, beginning the next great journey in their lives.

#The 100 #Clarke Griffin #Lexa kom Trikru #Clexa #the100edit #happy Pride month Clexa shippers #this one's for you!

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houndslayr · 2 years

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Save a horse, ride a cowboy Pt.1

Gender: M! Reader

Pairing(s): Kaeya x Reader

Warning: Cowboy au / rdr2 inspired type thing, Kaeya might be ooc since I dunno much about him

Summary: When a lone rider stumbles upon a beaten-up-looking Kaeya, deciding to take pity on him he helps the rough-looking man.

Words: 933

Recently started getting into rdr2 again (replaying the story for like the 5th time lol) and was like I want to make a cowboy reader fic with genshin so who other to pair a cowboy with than a Cavalry Captain? Also, I can't stop listening to mary on a cross from ghost :') Dunno how I feel about this fic

Fem aligned dni

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The sun was beating down on the poor dark-skinned guy as he lays up against a large oak tree, bloody and beaten after a group of thieves ambushed him. While trying to fight them off his horse got spooked in the commotion bucking him off the saddle and sending him flying onto the ground, the thieves took advantage of that beating him to a pulp and stealing all his shit.

The sound of someone approaching where he lies was heard in the distance, with what little energy he has Kaeya looks over to see a massive cloud of sand and dust kicking getting closer to him. 'Must be a damn big horse if it's making all that big of an impact on the ground.' The battered man was indeed correct as a huge Percheron horse came from the smoke, its black coat shining in the sun as the muscles shifted with the power of its canter.

Kaeya could not see too much of the rider but all he knows is that with the horse and the outfit the cowpoke wears it looks like the grim reaper is coming for him. He closes his eyes hoping that the rider will just pass and not try to rob him as he has nothing left, his stupid Arabian horse ran off like the pussy it is. Much to his dismay, the cowboy stops right in front of him, how can he tell? The clunking of the colossal horse's feet is so loud that he can feel the dust blowing into his face and into his nose almost making him go into a coughing fit.

"Hey mister, you don't look so good..." A gentle but rough voice calls out to him as he opens one eye, the other covered by an eye patch. A deep county accent carries with the man in front of him, the cowboy's (s/c) skin gleams as the sun is right behind him making him look like an angel. Kaeya looks up and down the rider, a black mask donning his face along with a rugged hat. The rest of his outfit consists of red, black, and white, an pistol sits on top of a wonderfully made vest that looks mighty pricely.

A gloved hand snaps its fingers in front of his face, as he registered that the cowpoke jumped down and is now waving a hand in front of the dark-skinned man's face. "Howdy! Did you hear me, sir? Are you alright??" The ringing in his ears now dimming down a bit, as he shakes his head a meager 'no' as a response. Kaeya thinks that if he talked his voice would come out as barely a whisper.

A worried look flashes on the cowboy's face pacing before him, the (s/c) hand wiping sweat off his eyebrow. "I- I can't just leave a man here-" the man in dark clothes quickly spins back around to face Kaeya. "Do you have a horse? What happened? Are you dying?" He begins to nervously ramble off questions that beat his brain, blue eyes just staring at him. If Kaeya could laugh without hurting his bruised ribs then he would be dying on the floor seeing as such an intimidating man can be acting like such a softie.

"OH, I SHOULD PROBABLY GET YOU SOMETHING TO DRINK!" The man grabs a flask from his belt and holds it up to Kaeya's face, helping him drink down the last of the water. After waiting for a little, the dark-skinned man finally seems to get ahold of his voice. "Got robbed.. by a few scums and my stupid horse ran for the hills somewhere." (Y/n) nods, as he looks over to the direction where Kaeya shakily points his finger talking about the path his mount went. "Ah, I can go get 'em for ya' what does your horse look like?" (Y/n) ask, his eyes shifting back to the gruesome-looking guy in front of him. "He is an um-" A cough rattles the man, quickly moving his right arm to wrap around his ribs trying to rub the pain quickly away. "Sorry, he's a black roan arabian, he scares easily so it might be a hassle catching him though."

An overconfident smile makes its way onto the rider, as he let's out a rough chuckle. "Well, you ain't nev'a seen me and my boy in action. I can catch just 'bout anything." He walks forward and hoists his arms carefully around Kaeya holding him in a bridal position, making sure not to hurt him as he walks closer to his draft stallion. "Wait- wait what are you doing?" Kaeya speaks up quickly, his arms finding themselves around the other's neck tightly. "Well, I ain't gonna leave ya here am I?" He boosts Kaeya up onto his mount, soon hoisting himself up behind him. His arms reach around Kaeya's waist grabbing his horse's reins, his chin resting lightly over Kaeyas shoulder and arms barely laying upon the other's hips. "Alrighty bud, go!" He whips the reins, faintly tapping the edge of his boots against his percherons side, yanking his horse's head to the way Kaeya pointed to. "By the way sir, I'm (y/n) and this is my bud Gale" (Y/n) speaks up, not wanting to be riding with someone who doesn't even know his name. "Kaeya, my name is Kaeya.." A little sly smile makes its way onto Kaeya's face as he leans back onto the chest of the other, his pecks feel like plush feeling better than most pillows Kaeya ever has had.

Request are open! Also, I will continue this when I have some time and get some inspiration. Constructive criticism is welcomed :)

#kaeya alberich #kaeya x male reader #genshin #genshin x male reader #male reader #male insert #genshin imagines #genshin kaeya #genshin fanfic #genshin impact #genshin impact x male reader #genshin scenarios #x male reader #male reader insert #male reader fluff #male reader fanfic

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snrsnrp · 1 year

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Can you tell me more about the comic? I’m very interested 🤩

1840s AU (10 chapters) centered around Afterdeath (just cause’ haha) Both of them are University professors, Geno being an exchange prof at Reaper’s campus due to <cough cough plot spoilers>

A lot of AUs make a comeo-ish appearance but yea. I’m planning on writing an Errorink (platonic/romantic up to interpretation) one shot after finishing this one as they leave an unfinished story arc in BA&RR. Other than that I suppose the main themes are revolution (monster equality n such) and possssibly and hopefully a good rivals to lovers arc.

Main plot points are the scientific research project both of them are in (anonymously) called the “Greater Good”, in which Reaper was unfortunately chosen to rob graves for human soul essence in hopes of strengthening monster souls. I think the fun part about their secret lives are that the two are paired up quite often in addition to Geno’s implied crush on Reaper, code named ‘Death’. This will then be wrapped up when <COUGH SPOILERS>

(I’m trying to refrain myself from spilling tooooo much but yup)

I think what sparked off this idea was a midnight thought of “what if I wrote a ‘historical’ rivals to lovers Afterdeath fanfic” to which I said yes. I initially planned to update the fic once a week but due to my inconsistent motivation surges I’m leaving it on a bit of a hiatus as of now until I finish my current project.

If you want to read ahead of the comic, there’s a fic on AO3 that will be updated HOPEFULLY TONIGHT.

thank for for asking aaaaa

#snrambles #blue anemones and red roses

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blackbutlerfandomnerddomain · 9 days

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Coming Up:

Ciel Phantomhive and Alois Trancy are called for a case set in Paris after a Nobleman gets mugged by a gang member from the gang Les Apaches, who urgently beg for it to be hidden from the public to not have his family targeted. The pair and their most trusted servants go to Paris to solve the case, bringing with them on the trip Doll who can help with some street logic and fighting skills. While there, the three run into Maurice Cole who turns out to be nephew of the robbed nobleman. As well as reaper, Grelle Sutcliff, who confirmed more there's something more at foot with her mere being there.

Cast:

Sebastian Michaelis

Ciel Phantomhive

Doll

Alois Trancy

Maurice Cole

Hannah Annafellows

Grelle Sutcliff with special featuring Ronald Knox

Ships will be the following: Cielois CielDoll Maurekles/Dollrice since @blondeaxolotl has officially won me over to this point in AU and canon SebaGrelle And implied onesided-RonGrelle

The Story will have:

Internalized homophobia/biphobia

Past Abuse

Ciel's the only one who seems to have a good relationship with his parents

Assholes beating people and getting their asses beat back

Sebastian having a crisis

Alois is clingy

Period related issues such as sexism and classism

Too much fluff. Like I'm gonna rob a fluff factory

Story boards would be posted at some point as well as the full fic soon, please get ready yall

#black butler #cast:#ciel phantomhive #sebastian michaelis #black butler doll #alois trancy #maurice cole #grell sutcliff #grelle sutcliff #ronald knox #hannah annafellows #setting:#paris france

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ask-roxy-and-the-devil-blog23 · 10 months

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Hazen, the assistant of the grim Reaper

This guy is Hazen. He's one of Grim's assistants in soul reaping. This isn't actually another one of my ocs, this is actually an already existing character in the Sonic the hedgehog Fandom. He's cannonly the anti version of Rob O'hedge from the Sonic archi comics like scourge the hedgehog, but I gave him a different backstory to fit this au because when I first saw him, I kinda liked his edgy, dark Reaper type style (mainly because of his hood) and saw him being allied with the grim Reaper in some way.

This story is, is that he was betrayed and killed by his closest friend in the world, and when Grim came to take him to the spirit realm, he noticed how crushed he was and decided to help him get revenge by copying his powers into him and giving him his own scythe and hooded cloak. After Hazen got his revenge, Grim saw how good he was at it despite being his first time, so he let Hazen keep his powers and scythe and made him one of his assistants to help him reap souls

On this blog, he usually comes to get a drink before getting back to work, and he AND grim are available characters to ask questions ^^

#ask roxy and the devil #cuphead au #sonic the hedgehog #hazen the hedge #the grim adventures of billy and mandy #send them asks #send me asks #send asks

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dazedwebbings · 2 months

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art dump while I keep forgetting to post here

Edit: Stop liking this this is old set I hate now

#mr small tawog #tawog au #tawog Art #glitchybombs #<- implied ?#the amazing world of gumball #tawog Julius #reaper Rob au #reaper thomas #tawog reaper au

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demonangelgirl134 · 10 months

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Check it out

I have a new blog 😊

@hey-imma-fangirl @mypersonalfirepit @sp00kies @loki104-uwu @bubblegumlover99 @weirdgirl92 @konzaarts

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goldenfox3 · 5 months

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As much as I enjoy the process of writing I also wish the next updates of LITFL and Thousand Five would write themselves so I could zone out and read them without actually having to use my brain to put them into words lmao. They both have a lot planned and a ways to go before they reach the end.

Möbius I think will forever stay a formless blob of idea dump because as much as I loved reading time travel epic fics I really don't think I have the focus to start and finish one myself. Just look at Out of Time always being in eternal WIP hell lmao. But damn if I wouldn't love to read Rob getting sent back accidentally, tying himself in knots trying to figure out how and what to change if anything, befriending the Summers again, being painfully aware of Andy's crush on him this time and knowing from the start he's Falcon, etc etc

Don't Fear the Reaper will also likely stay just AU rambles bc idt I have it in me to write a gang story lmao. Jack still being the Shinigami there means a fic in the AU would have to deal with the Bloody Chain a lot and I'm like well I suppose not everything has to be formalized and made into a finished story 🤷

I have a lot of other ideas or things awaiting continuation on the backburner that don't involve Falcon/Stewart or Andy/Robert but atm I have no inspo for them lmao I really just want to submerge myself in the comfort of my fav ships rn but I have no inspo for writing those either and time spent drawing them should really be used for hw. Hence my wish for the next chapters to be magically formed from my brain lmao.

#dusk rambling #fic talk #i should just comm sb to draw them. maybe as my xmas gift to myself.

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imlyfie · 2 years

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Reread @rosetintednerdglasses’s Greek Mythology Hades/Persephone AU Don’t Bite for the nth time and being the PJO fangirl I got absorbed into Uncle Rick’s Riordanverse again.

Now I’m thinking how the Characters of Vincenzo would be as Demigods. More specifically Who would be the godly parent of the Vincenzo Cast. Here’s my take on our protagonists.

Vincenzo Cassano / Park Joo hyung

Son of Hades (obviously)

- Lmao, you saw that coming from a mile away didn't you?

- Tbh we all did.

- His personality trait just fits the traits of a demigod of cabin 13 (ngl as a fellow Scorpio like Vinny I agree with this)

- The entire premise of the story is calling Vincenzo a ‘Monster’ associating him with death so this was a no brainer

- But actually, I had some after thoughts about him being the son of Hephaestus due to his affinity for fire but I personally just took this as a side aspect of Vincenzo with his preferences for destruction.

- His powers would be like Nico Di Angelo’s but also being able to control hellfire and metals. Basically a bit of everything because why not?

POWERS:

The ability to control Hellfire hence his affinity to regular fire which is a mild comparison of his powers and keeps him in check calms him down.

His ability of precious metal manipulation resonates with his desire for gold (let's be real who doesn't want to be rich) but imo in this AU, this greed for money is a partial excuse because gold is his main dealings (just like how he sent like 80 million euro which I can assume to be the value of the gold traded to the Luciano for Cha Young) I think his main dealing with bribery is his domain when it comes to material affinities. And since he can conjure precious metals out of thin air he is never out of money or else how do you explain him getting enough Booralro suits to change here and there every episode when he got robbed in his first five minutes in Korea? Also side headcanon that his lighters are made of gold and platinum, the ones he conjured on his own.

he also can control the undead like Nico, but i think it would bee more watered down, occadionally summoning a kitten skeleton to keep him company in his private office or something.

Umbrakinesis (ability to control the shadows) cool ability I don't think he uses it much unless he is preparing for a combat attack but the side effect is since he does not use it much, this ability of his is only able to be harnessed in darkness. Any flick of light as bright as the billboards in Seoul city or bright street lights can cause him to strain. He can also hence shadow travel but becomes really exhausted.

And just like all children of Hades, he can control the walls of the underworld.

Preferred choice of weapon: Stygian sword and gun

-Vincenzo is more accustomed to death and is both known as the Gatto Sazio and Reaper of Scum in the mafia, the latter name mainly for his affinity of eliminating the betrayers of the Cassanos.

As the saying goes, “you either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become a villain.” This designation might also give some insight on how Vincenzo is emotionless to killing (since in most cases, rather than death, the killing is what traumatises you) yet Vincenzo Cassano is very mechanical when it comes to his kills, going the extra mile to toy with them. Maybe being the son of the God of Death might be one of the reasons he is so unaffected, though he has trauma through nightmares, it is safe to say that for the most part he doesn't mind if he has to kill someone, he’ll carry out the order without a second thought if he deems the victim of his kill worthy of death as a consequence for their actions as if he is almost reaping them. Yes his actions have caused unresolved trauma to him, but he has accepted it, made peace with it.

Imagine a young 9 year old korean boy who has just assimilated into his new italian life, name and language only to realise that he was emitting strange powers, he could bend shadows and had an affinity for metals (which were not cursed). He would hear stories about the demigods who once roamed the earth and his own family’s ancestry which travelled back to one of the children of the big three. After his parents Matteo and Fiorella Di Angelo were murdered by a freak robbery incident Vincenzo Di Angelo found himself at the Cassano estate holding his family’s only heirloom of their ancestor, the Diary of Nico Di Angelo which contains tips of how to survive as a demigod of the King of the Underworld and a black Stygian sword . Imagine his mentor was a fellow demigod of Nyx, and taught him the ways to defeat monsters if he came across some, imagine him killing enough monsters both magical and mortal that he looks at himself and realises he is still alive, he has lived long enough and killed enough to become a villain forging his own path away from the gods.

Should I write this? Please someone write this so I can die happily.

Hong Cha Young

Daughter of Eris (goddess of chaos/ mischief and strife)

Another close call but this time with the goddess Nike goddess of victory (because my girl does not like losing). But the more I think about it, our resident crackhead lawyer and her infamous theatrics are the main reason I chose her to be the offspring of this powerful goddess.

Headcanons borrowed and inspired by @pjoheadcanonsbyid65

“Usually very intelligent, able to properly assess any situation. Very good at finding weak spots in defences, in people or armies. those kids who can ask a question at the start of class and send the teacher on a spiral, making them completely forget about their lesson plan. Can send any room into chaos with two words. Make excellent lawyers. Will literally fight over anything”

This has Cha Young’s name written all over it. Though she loves her drama in life by creating it, she has the emotional maturity and can assess situations, has background knowledge and she is willing to create chaos for the fun of it. Just look at ep 6, 15 and 16 for her strong points in relating to this theory. She is a ball of chaos and though more toned down than the riordanverse wiki claims how Eris’ children usually are, Cha Young is pretty spot on with chaos surrounding her.

Hong Cha Young thrives in the commotion and adrenaline caused by arguments, she is an ace in court because of it. She bribed her witnesses, but in ep one where she decimates her father’s case? All by herself, she wins over her father who has 22 more years of experience than her. She even enjoyed and wanted Pig's blood on Jang Han Seok and when the ensemble screams in shock and disgust she grins and giggles giddily on adrenaline. Want more proof? Look at ep 6 where the tenants cause a scene in court at the gallery, she smirks, she glows in the chaos and she wins. When confronted with Choi Myung Hee she is practically giddy over the accomplishment, mainly fed by the chaos. Hours later she doesn't let go of the scene and laughs about the chaos executed and how the judge gets stung by the Hornets.

Since being the daughter of Eris means inadvertently she is a granddaughter of goddess Nyx the goddess of Night, she can also to some degree shadow travel and has the constant pull towards Vincenzo for no reason. Though the attraction is one, their magnetic pull is another that can vaguely be traced to their shared power of darkness. Cha Young has never harnessed this, and mainly uses chaos, but I figured Vin teaches her this as well as becoming a villain.

Facts from the Riordan wiki page

Children of Eris can be very unpredictable and persuasive

The children of Eris can shadow travel due to the fact that Eris' mother is Nyx.

13. Children of Eris don't fear the Underworld.

Children of Eris are able to make a room darker due to Nyx being Eris' mother and have the ability of Umbrakinesis.

7. Children of Eris tend to have a rebellious nature because they are fond of chaos and anarchy

Peferred weapon of choice: Most of the time are her pointed high heels which can cause severe damage if struck by her kick in the place where the sun doesn't shine or a dagger knife or celestial bronze and cursed gold given to her by Eris the gold causes sharp prickling pain that intensifies for an hour before the victim gets treated, however the gold only works on deities and/or non-mortals (though she prefers to stab them in the arms and legs before running away, she doesn't like bloodshed and kept it locked up once she left camp)

Side headcanon: that Cha Young went to camp when young but since Eris’ cabin was not widely recognised she was embarrassed by her godly mother since she was the only Eris kid there, she preferred the woman her father married when she was three, to be her actual mother. Her father was a mess not knowing how to handle her hence he sent her to camp at the age of 10 causing her to bear a grudge against him. She went to camp until 18 where she was studious, even rivalling Athena’s kids in her pursuit to become a lawyer out of spite to beat her father in his own game since she knew very well the topic of law was the only thing that sparked a decent conversation between them, and even that soon spiralled into a fierce argument, and the louder they both got, the more the temper and emotional whirlwinds flared, the stronger she became, she emitted a sheen of confidence, the aura that spells: ‘You fell into my trap, it's too late for you' which she discovered in one of their many arguments being the observant girl she is, and it enhanced her willingness to unleash her dramatic flare.

Vincenzo teaches her to embrace the powers she is born with and the skills she has developed. She learns through this journey with him that your powers are best when put to use for benefit of others doc not define who you are, and if the actions are taken to achieve your goal, and your powers mean the world calls you a villain, then fuck their opinions because you live your life to win it.

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