#it's a chronic condition. the AUs

[discordiansamba]

I definitely have also not been rotating another AU lately (in addition to all of the other unwritten AUs that I am still very much rotating).

Ideally I'd like to get a few more updates out, but we'll just have to see how that goes. I am making zero promises! Safest bet! I really want to concentrate on either anomalous point, flicker, who you are in the dark, or abyss of memory given where those fics left off but again. no promises!!!

I'd also love to kick this blog into some more activity, so if y'all want to send me some asks, that would be great! my fic tag list should also now be completely working bc I found some time to update the links after tumblr broke them all awhile back.

(if it's not working on mobile, I'm sorry. I'm desktop only)

[howlsofbloodhounds]

What do you think a Fem! Killer would wear regarding clothing? Or do you think that she would wear the same clothes as before, maybe with changes?

Tbh I don’t really see killer as “fem” or “masc” or things like that, he’s basically agender to me.

And considering how rahaf said he wears what he does now because of the Player, that tells me this individual hasn’t had control over or had any say in even something as simple as clothes or an outfit he actually wants to wear. Something or someone else controls this, and/or he chooses in accordance to what they’d want or approve of.

Whatever avoids being deemed useless and disposed of to be replaced, I suppose.

It probably takes him awhile to make choices in accordance to what he actually wants to wear. Mostly because he’s learned that what he wants doesn’t matter, and so he has attempted to stop having them altogether.

Im sure it’ll take awhile for him to be able to choose based only on what he wants simply because he wants to wear it, as opposed to somehow always factoring in what someone else would like and what would help him stay useful or needed enough to keep around.

If someone he thinks is stronger than him and he needs to be useful to in order not to be murdered and replaced makes an offhand comment that he “looks good” in blue or red or whatever, it’s probably something he takes note of. It’s similar to the “monsters don’t hit as hard if you’re cute” type of logic.

He’s learning that what he wants actually matters, somehow, with Color..but sometimes he “forgets,” in a way. Sometimes he forgets he ever wanted anything at all. Sometimes he forgets it was something he was ever allowed to care about.

When he’s in Stage 2, more enmeshed in that killer programming, I’d imagine he’d be the type that eventually starts to change outfits pretty much whenever possible. It appeals to that curiosity of his, and that constant need for something new—for stimulation.

Perhaps it’s another way that helps him feel real, and alive—although it’s probably hard not to think that he’s merely dressing up someone else’s corpse to be gawked at by funeral goers.

Id imagine he’d try to look more like sans, in stage 1. When he tries to make that choice. But I’d imagine it’d feel more like putting on a costume, and play acting in a role he’s lost the script for. In a role he doesn’t think he’s earned yet.

[webcxre]

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...Yet there were rumors of an "upgraded" Kinito. Some believed you had to unlock it, others believed it was a limited release. A statement from KLEC only suggested the existence of an unauthorized, likely malicious modification being spread around online. What little information on its existence believed it to be able to generate responses on the fly, with advanced animations and capabilities. Anyone who claimed to have it however would quickly disappear from forums, leaving most to speculate that they were simply trolling.

Others, however, believed Kinito had somehow killed them.

It was a ridiculous claim, creepypasta-esque and surely impossible. Yet as the years went on, it became Kinito's legacy with screenshots, videos, and recollections that could no longer be determined legitimate or not. An oddity morphed into a story of a permanently "unwell" state Kinito that would install itself onto your computer and make people disappear.

Years later, a retro tech enthusiast with nothing better to do due to their declining condition becomes interested in the old program and rumors, and to their surprise encounters this "rogue" Kinito themselves as a result.

But in their fascinated dissection of the axolotl, they find him doing the same of them...this was no spooky reskin. His motions rehearsed, sure, yet with a tone of bitterness. He seemed...tired. It resonated with them. Their backgrounds couldn't be any more different - a program and a human - yet they found themselves to be surprisingly in sync.

[phoenixcatch7]

Kintsukuroi

'What if I put a clock pendulum in my torso' was the sort of question Bruce had come to expect when visiting Oracle.

"Pendulums are dependant on a stable base," he replied, because the last time he'd assumed they were being unserious Tim had tried to fit a chemistry test lab in his mouth and accidentally leaked the fumes through his mask.

"It'd be so aesthetic though," said Barbara, not looking up from the dozen screens she was surrounded by. "Listen. It would look so cool - Spoiler, robbery on fifth and main - Especially if I put a clock face over my heart."

"I thought you were trying to fit a super computer in it?"

"I was, but progress is slow. It's hard to fit it and enough padding to protect it plus leave enough room for ventilation. If I add the pendulum I might at least get inspiration." She gave a heavy sigh and pushed away from the desk, gliding in her chair to where her doll body was resting on a table, the glue separating the two halves of the smashed torso still glistening. Bruce followed, peering over her at the many scanners and wires hooked into it, flashing and beeping.

"Any luck?" he asked, and they both knew he wasn't talking about the computer anymore.

"Nothing."

He squeezed her shoulder, and she leant into it. They stayed there for a long moment.

"I just don't understand!" Barbara finally burst out, hands clenching on her chair arms. "I glued nearly every single piece back together! I made sure every splinter I could find went exactly where it should! I know the contract is still there. She's worked with more missing pieces before. But she's just not responding!"

"It's not you," Bruce soothed. "You've more than enough determination and strength to puppet, and we know the human body's state doesn't affect performance."

"That's the thing!" Barbara threw her hands up angrily, nearly smacking Bruce in the face. There was a chatter over comms, and both reached for their own. "One second," she said tightly, and wheeled back into the glow of the monitors. "Copy. BW, you're nearest? Thanks. Try and avoid the sniper this time. Wing, backup is in five."

She muted again and spun around, pinning Bruce with a heavy stare. "Is there anything, anything you can think of? We've - nothing I've tried has worked."

"Well...." He trailed off, one hand coming up to rub at the chin of his mask - a quiet night meant the opportunity to forgo the practical but muffling gas mask for his favoured plain black.

It was far from the first time a doll had been horrifically damaged. The incident with Bane came to mind - Batman had been in a very similar condition, body shorn clean in two and tossed to opposite corners. It was an awful memory, but the expression on Bane and the audience's faces as his bloodless body fell apart like a rotting tree trunk and then kept moving was a silver lining he'd always treasure.

But he'd been repaired and back on his feet in weeks, if bearing the incandescent fury of the doll for several more. It had been months for Barbara, and still nothing was happening.

"There's something we're missing, and I doubt it's on your side."

"I know THAT-"

"Listen," he demanded, and her jaw clicked shut mutinously. "There's something we're not seeing. Batgirl is in no shape to demand it herself, it seems. So its inaction is something we can't fully rely on."

"You've got the most experience with the dolls of all of us. Can you.. I don't know, sense anything?"

"Nothing more than the usual, with the Patriarch Doll, but we might get more if we return to the doll house -"

"No." Barbara interrupted again, but Bruce did not take offence. "She's not going anywhere. She doesn't want to head back to the cave."

Oh?

"She doesn't want to, or she doesn't care to?"

"I say she doesn't."

Interesting. This was likely a case of the doll exerting its will. The bats were well versed in avoiding the few lines their wooden bodies drew in the sand, treating them with the wary respect one would give a favorite blade or a highly trained attack dog. They could work together, share the highs and lows of life with them, but never get complacent. The dolls were forever a foreign, inhuman presence, and as with all wild creatures they would never be so arrogant as to assume full understanding. For Barbara to so strongly decide for the doll meant she was most likely not the only one deciding.

Which meant the solution would not be found in the cave.

"Perhaps there are upgrades she wishes to have?"

Oracle paused.

"Maybe," she conceded. "But there's practically a limitless amount of things I could do, and I wouldn't know where to start. And I could more easily do them when she's up and walking."

Not that then. If the doll wanted something to change but not receive upgrades or heal, than what?

... Not heal.

Batman hurried to the table. Oracle watched him with hawk eyes, but another call on the comms turned her away with a final warning glance.

Recovering every single splinter from a damaged wooden object and perfectly reattaching it was nigh impossible on a good day, never mind in the dead of night with a moving target. The dolls always returned to the cave to regenerate scratches and nicks they couldn't buff out, or accepted plaster to transmute with whatever supernatural power guided them.

The batgirl on the table, divested of all covering and armour, was still as chipped and scuffed as the day nightwing recovered last splinter.

The pieces fell into place.

"She doesn't want to be perfectly rebuilt," he realised. "She doesn't want the damage to disappear as it normally does... She wants it to remain visible. A different type of repair, then."

Oracle spun in her wheelchair to face him.

"Why?" she asked, something sharp in her eyes. Bruce chose his next words carefully.

"Perhaps she thinks such damage doesn't need to be hidden away," he said, slowly, and didn't comment when she turned away. Though she put on a strong face, and the doctors had recently released her full time, it would be a long time until the young hero was able to truly heal her mind.

"She doesn't need to do that for me. She's just causing me trouble."

"I don't think she is," he tried. "Dolls tend to reflect their puppeteer even after they accept us. You can't deny your trajectory has been changed."

They both sent a significant look to the enormous super computer taking up the wall.

"You've said you almost feel better able to protect Gotham now, with your reach and skills. Do you really feel that way?"

"I - I don't -" her mouth worked silently, and Bruce waited. "I mean I guess... But a part of me always assumed it'd be temporary, you know? Once I fixed batgirl.. It'd all return to normal." Her voice wobbled, and Bruce didn't hesitate to crouch before her, wrapping her in a long armed hug. She buried herself in his chest, regardless of the chilled metal.

"It's okay if you don't," he whispered into her hair, and held her as she shook. "I'm just throwing ideas around."

"I do though," she rasped. "I think I do feel that way. There's so much that can't be solved by violence, and it feels good to be out there but... I think I can help even more people, this way."

"That's good," he praised, "that's good. You can do whatever you set your mind to."

"You stole that from a parenting book verbatim."

"It's applicable to the current situation."

"Fine," she sighed, and pushed him away to roughly scrub at her eyes. "I'll give the doll another chance. Find some glitter glue or something, I don't know."

"Any materials you need will be provided," he promised. "I wouldn't recommend glitter glue or our usual tar."

He moved to pat her on the hair as the emotions of the moment faded, making sure to keep his unsheathed claws out of her hair.

"Once you fix her, though, I would recommend you puppet the doll during night hours still," he told her. "It wouldn't be good to put your body through twenty hour days."

"I've got a good system set up for now, but thank, B-man."

The computer dinged with another alert, and oracle spun to squint at it with a muffled curse, typing furiously. Batman escaped to the other side of the room, where the folders he'd originally come looking for lay. She waved, distracted, as he left, and although the doll could not smile, he could feel it on his face all the same.

@puppetmaster13u I summon thee dear mutual ^^

[v4mpyrsp1t]

very rough current WIP of viktor serving cunt because I need to project baddd rn. he means a lot to me can u tell

[eldritch-araneae]

Bumblebee Week Day 5 - Disability

Scattered dreams Collect what I used to be This fight is an infinite maze A hunt but without the chase Reject the cure My symptoms, your metaphor Immortal yet still so feeble Half human addictive evil For a life I obsessed you Now its time to forget you And no matter how hard, I try Cross your heart and swear you'll try I am full of forgiveness Let me out of this illness There's a reason I stand revived No more fears where tears don't dry

Song: Cyhra - Letter to Myself

[bubblesthemonsterartist]

Wen Ying resigns himself to having ~feelings~ for Shouxue with a sort of "this would have happened anyway" vibe (a modern AU would be lovely, but an in-universe also sounds great if you'd prefer that more!)

Also, as someone who's starved for Raven of the Inner Palace fic, I think you're a godsend btw

“Hey roomie—” Whatever he was going to say is abruptly aborted, Dan Hai’s large dog-like eyes rounding above a frown. “Aww, what’s wrong, buddy?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Wen Ying drags himself across the apartment, joints collapsing in on themselves and landing him face first onto the couch.

Dan Hai folds himself over the back of the couch, crowding his space specifically in the way Wen Ying would prefer he does not. “What is it? Something wrong with your squish?”

Wen Ying sighs. Dan Hai’s skills of perception are truly unfair.

“Hmm? What was that? What did you say?”

Wen Ying pulls himself up from the couch cushion, takes a deep breath, and confesses his sins. “I masturbated yesterday.”

The pause is too long, the silence too thick for a man who habitually does not know how to shut up. When he looks up, Dan Hai’s startled expression is waiting for him. “Were you, like, thinking of her? I hate to inform you of this, but that’s pretty standard.”

This is what his life has come to. Getting life advice from this heathen who doesn’t even appreciate the skill it takes to properly play the clarinet.

[jacqcrisis]

I have kept thinking about the desert grungy sci-fi jayvik au. I don't have a real... plot for it other than a lot of disconnected ideas but I figure I'll write out about it a bit more with the world and Jayce and Viktor's specific backstories.

The world they live in is cutthroat. Most of the populace lives in walled off megalopolises separated by hundreds of miles of dry inhospitable land, controlled by an incomprehensible network of corrupt politicians and wealthy tech tycoons. Entry into these cities is based off citizenship or merit or wealth, and it is nearly impossible to get into one if you aren't already born there.

Outside of these walls, pockets of communities have cropped up to make some kind of a living. It's difficult, the land is lawless, crime rampant, and resources scarce but what do humans do if not carve out a way to live?

And connecting all of this is a highway, running between the cities and cutting through the desert. A long unbroken road, unprotected from the elements or the gangs that roam the place, looking for easy, unprotected vehicles to pick off for valuables and scrap. It's the only paved highway of its kind, and is necessary to cross the desert between the cities with any kind of certainty.

There, at the halfway point between Piltover and a smaller sister city, is Zaun, a tiny town of a few hundred citizens. Subsidized in part from Piltover originally as a rest stop, and kept alive by a small weapons factory, the excess energy sold off from the solar panels that run the place, and the travelers than pass through here, Zaun is a veritable dusty oasis for the lost and the downtrodden in the middle of nowhere. And it's most notable feature is the gas station that fuels and repairs the vehicles that brave the highway, manned by only a few employees, including two young inventors.

Jayce wasn't born here, coming from a smaller clan that got wiped out when Jayce was around 8, leaving him and his mom seeking out safety and work in Zaun. Jayce grows up an introverted loner, not wanting to cause trouble for his mom and more focused on the dream of inventing something that would get them into the fabled heaven that is Piltover and he spends most of his time with machines and car parts and dry manuals and engineering books. He didn't cross paths much with Viktor in this time as they ran in different circles but a few chance encounters has Jayce quietly enamored with the guy by the time he starts working at the gas station.

Viktor did grow up here, one of a non-insignificant number of abandoned infants that make it to the relative safety of Zaun every few years. Early in his childhood, tragedy strikes and his leg is crushed in an accident. Given there's one guy (Singed) in town who's barely qualified as doctor and medical supplies are thin on the ground, the decision to amputate is an easier one than risking death by infection, and what's left after the surgery is most of his thigh. Being an inventive little guy, Viktor's general interest in building things and mechanics gets tested and he makes several different prosthetics for himself over the years.

He grows up, makes a pretty good name for himself as a fix it guy, runs probably with the 'wrong crowd' a bit as he does auto repair and fine tuning for fucked up drag race cars in the middle of the desert for extra cash. Dreams of a better life for the people of his town and for himself as he gets hired at the gas station where in just a couple of years time, he'll be working with the very person who will either make that dream come true or ruin everything.

And they're going to be so stupid about each other while they do it. Jayce falls head over ass on conversation one with Viktor and Viktor doesn't even notice how far gone he himself has traversed down the 'falling in love with your best friend/coworker/roommate/science partner' road until he's too in deep. And you know they won't talk about, you know they're gunna let that shit simmer, you know they are going to be So.

Weird.

About.

It.

Between fixing all sorts of fucked up cars, dealing with customers, inventing their life changing macguffin, and interacting with the various denizens of their town including all the usual Zaun characters. I have so many scenes for this but nothing that's connected coherently.

[ewerinreverse]

the physician in his clinic

[thistlekiss]

I am NOT keen on the cough i just did, that was far too deep and crusty. Sounding a bit too "just about to turn into bronchitis" for my own comfort

[howlsofbloodhounds]

imagine Killer being both really touch starved and extremely touch averse especially if he has bad germaphobia.

Everytime Killer feels the brush of someone bones against his own it burns it reminds him of the story of Icarus flying too close to the sky his was wings burn and he drowns in the cold water below. Killer isn't sure if he would rather be burned or drown in the empty cold feeling. Going back and forth to wanting any form of touch and then immediately hating it and wanting them to stop. Its more then just that. He hasn't been touched by someone in so long that every touch feels like too much, it makes him feel vulnerable and weak, along with feelings of extreme disgust and even fear.

Also little extra blurb about Killer with germaphobia as someone who's a major germaphobe it can become more or less intense depending on emotions especially things like anxiety the more anxious I am the more germaphobic I get. Often having to repeat reassuring mantra to lower the anxiety of germs. I imagine it could go anywhere from freely touching things unless especially gross from being Unwilling to touch anything without a feeling if dudgust or fear abd feeling the need to wash anything that touched what was perched as germs which for me can be things like a house key, tables, door knobs, etc I really want some nice gloves to protect my hands cause I keep overwashing them.

Also Killer gives strong ocd vibes or im just projecting and germaphobia is common in those with ocd. I feel like his training and life with Chara would have him develop ocd. He wants things done a certain way or feels like something bad will happen or its just the obviously correct way to be done. Can also see him doing little rituals that he feels increases his luck or things that have to be done to not be cursed with bad luck. Turning the door knob to his room at least three times to ensure its locked, never walking on the opposite side of a pole as someone else, avoiding the first or last step, etc. (These are all things I do lol)

~Musical Anon

Stares at my Stage 4 Killer with OCPD adaptations headcanon. (Definitely not the same as OCD, but the need for order, control, things have to happen like this, you have to follow the rules and the routines, I have to be perfect to be safe/loved/accepted.

When in St4 the rules are the agreements of the Deal and the outlines of the Directive, but the traits would likely show up in other Stages such as 2.

The intense fear of something bad happening if it isn’t done or a rule isn’t followed is moreso from trauma and conditioning and likely indoctrination, although I can definitely see him having some type of compulsions and rituals alleviate fear/anxiety, ones tied to survival and the fear of failure perhaps—such as, in the context of my little directive headcanons—drawing little upside down hearts somewhere whenever subconsciously anxious or fearful (although 2 would deny feeling absolutely anything) or as a mindless automatic habit or whenever prevented from killing a target as if to appease some unseen watching force.

And in lower Stages, doing this absentmindedly when stressed or scared—such as whenever awaiting a punishment for failing a mission in some way (especially if he either accidentally slipped up and killed someone or was trigged into Stage 4, or simply to handle the dissonance of not killing a target) mindlessly drawing little upside down hearts on his arms with his fingers or in the air and not really understanding why. )

I can also see him absently checking and rechecking everything (such as rather obsessively checking up on the gang and that they’re still alive and attended to, not because he really cares too much about the outcome, but because the actions give him a sense of control and makes sure he’s adhering to his duties as Nightmares right hand), and probably forming rituals around the steps of caring for his weapons and tools, and arranging them in certain ways because it feels more familiar that way and he does it almost automatically now.

[haeiheart]

TERMS AND CONDITIONS

mark lee smau :3

SUMMARY: when two chronically online ncu students accidentally spark a campus wide dating rumor after a misunderstood post goes viral. starting off in the wrong foot, they eventually join forces for the following reasons: one to get an ex off their back and the other to impress their crush.

fake dating au! mark x fem reader, university au, humorous (attempted), slight bickering, fashion major yn!, music major mark!

NOTES: this is my very first smau, pls be kind >_<, i hope you guys enjoy and let me know if there is any requests (ｏ ^-^)ｏ

STATUS: COMPLETED!!

(◞‸◟；)

profiles: yn group / mark groups

chapter 1: gooning jail escapees victim

chapter 2: is this about a girl i see…

chapter 3: who even is mark?

chapter 4: nvm he dont want me

chapter 5: okay hello hard launch

chapter 6: yk if ur cool with that…

chapter 7: my bf has a bf

chapter 8: neozone (mostly written)

chapter 9: am i where i think i am

chapter 10: and they kept spawning???

chapter 11: one at a time ladies

chapter 12: oh Im a freak alright

chapter 13: #freakalert

chapter 14: Man Tf Up!

chapter 15: oh gimme a break

chapter 16: guess who cried (hard edition)

chapter 17: i also goon to ur mom

chapter 18: yo lemme hit pls (half written + half smau)

chapter 19: a whole packaged diva

chapter 20: #scissorcity

[oopsiedaisydeer]

how to lose a guy in 10 days

slow burn, mutual pining, dual pov, fake dating, angst, comedy, miscommunication, fluff, enemies to lovers (kinda)

day zero one two three four

disclaimer: @whor3ing has an au also inspired by how to lose a guy in 10 days which you can check out here!

word count - 700ish

day zero

Boston in the summer felt like a hot ex you kept bumping into… steamy, inconvenient, and never where you wanted them to be.

The air conditioning at work was broken again, and she had resorted to sticking her head in the office fridge somewhere between edits. Her laptop fan wheezed like it was dying of heartbreak. The clack of cheap acrylic nails echoed from two desks over.

“I’m telling you, he ghosted me because I said I could see us getting a dog together.”

She blinked at the screen. Backspaced a sentence. Sighed.

“Tiffany,” she said calmly, “you brought him to your nephew’s baptism. On day three.”

TIffany, her best friend-slash-office deskmate-slash-chronic oversharer, looked wounded.

“It was a potluck baptism,” she protested. “I made banana bread. He said he liked banana bread!”

“You don’t trap a man with banana bread, Tiff.”

Tiffany narrowed her eyes. “Says the girl who’s emotionally unavailable, professionally. You write about love like it’s a science experiment.”

“It is,” she muttered, then louder: “Love is pattern recognition mixed with hormones and unmet childhood needs. Sprinkle in some mutual delusion.”

“You’re a monster.”

“And you’re too much.”

Tiffany gasped, clutched her invisible pearls.

She stood from her chair, stretched her arms above her head, and sighed again… longer this time, for dramatic effect.

“You’re not undateable,” she added. “You’re just... aggressively available. Men panic when you make them feel needed. Trust me. If I acted like you for one week, the guy would be out the door in two days.”

Tiffany raised an eyebrow. “Prove it.”

The idea hit like a lightning bolt: fast, dumb, and probably about to ruin her life.

“I will,” she said slowly, a grin stretching across her lips. “I’ll pick a guy. I’ll act as crazy and clingy and emotionally chaotic as humanly possible. And I’ll write about it. How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days.”

Tiffany leaned forward, intrigued. “You’d do that? For journalism?”

“No,” Reader said, tapping her pen against her temple. “For revenge.”

Ten minutes later, she pitched it to her editor.

“Sounds unhinged,” said Maria, not looking up from her phone. “I love it. Ten days. Make it funny. No lawsuits.”

Meanwhile, across the city in a perfectly air-conditioned house, Matt Sturniolo adjusted his cap and tried not to roll his eyes.

“You just don’t give main character energy,” Chris said, sipping a pepsi with way too much confidence.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re like... cool, mysterious, whatever. But you’ve got no rizz.”

Matt frowned. “I have rizz.”

Nick chimed in from across the table, scrolling through his phone. “I mean… our manager did say we need more emotional content if we want more brand deals. People want a ‘soft launch’ post. You or Chris with a girl. Beach date, shared hoodie, that sort of thing.”

“Neither of us even have a girlfriend.”

“Exactly,” Chris said, smirking. “But you know I could pick one up tomorrow.”

Matt sighed at his younger brother. “That’s not something to brag about.”

“I’m not saying it is, just saying I could do it fast. Make someone fall in love with me.”

He laughed. “You can’t rush that.”

Nick shrugged. “Then I guess we can’t do this brand deal. They want vulnerable Matt. Fall-in-love Matt. Not ‘I only eat grilled cheese’ Matt.”

“Hey!”

Then Chris gets a look on his face. Like he’s just come up with a wicked, terrible idea.

“Bet you can’t make someone fall in love with you in 10 days.”

Matt knows he shouldn’t respond, but there’s just something about him and his brothers that sometimes lead him to the stupidest decisions.

“What do I get if I do?”

Chris grins, looks over at their older brother, who’s been side-eyeing them both. “Nick, how much was that brand deal?”

“15 thousand.”

Chris nods and glances back at Matt, before gesturing toward the door. “There’s a bar down the street. Let fate pick your victim.”

“15 thousand dollars if I get someone to fall in love with me?”

“Yep.”

Matt rolled his eyes but stood anyway, taking off his cap and fixing his hair.

“Ten days,” he muttered. “You’re both insane.”

But he headed to the bar anyway.

Because deep down, he hated losing.

Outside, the Boston sky glowed orange, the breeze sticky but soft. She stepped into the bar in her work clothes, hair starting to frizz, makeup not touched up.

She ordered the strongest drink they had and swore she’d pick the first guy who smiled at her.

Matt stepped in two minutes later, awkwardly smug and ready to win. He slid into the seat next to her, and when she looked over and smiled at him, he knew.

They both smiled.

“Hey, can I buy you a drink?”

And that’s when it started.

dividers by @bernardsbendystraws ꨄ

a/n: first part of this!!! i'm glad i turned it into a series i think that works better 😊

[witherby]

I had an idea with the LW au. What if they were to develop a life long disease? Like as in cancer or a heart condition.

Great question! Luckily for you, your father is richer than God and twice as pretty, so —

Treatment

Money is no object! If you're found to have a chronic health condition then best believe he is hiring the best of the best in the medical field to take care of you! Private doctors, private flights to specialized hospitals, and the highest quality medicines are at your fingertips.

Accommodation

Did I mention Bruce is rich? If your condition makes it hard to do stairs, baby he's getting ramps installed the next day. If you stop having the energy to do your hobbies as-is, he's inventing ways for you to still participate with as little stamina required as possible. If your diet has to change, boom: he and Alfred are fucking On It.

Prognosis

If it's terminal or incurable, you're gonna be living the 24/7 Make-A-Wish kid life. Anything and everything you want or need. You say it, think it, breathe it, and your family is bending over backwards to get it done. You'll be treated like royalty for your remaining days while your family ensures you never, ever question how much they loved and adored having you around for as long as you were.

Aftermath

Damian's dunking you in the Lazarus Pit. Sorry, you don't get to rest in peace because your brother is just gonna shrug and go "we brought Todd back, and he's not even the favorite son. Why wouldn't we do this for the favorite sibling?"

[giselleloversclub]

NCT SMAU REC PT.4

MARK LEE

accidents. @stuckonmark

people say that sometimes the best things in life come from accidents. you were an upcoming freshman with a bright future in volleyball, from being the number one recruit of your class to getting recruited by your dream university. you truly had a passion for your sport and nothing was going to stop you this season. that was until a slight conflict with somewhat a stranger sends you to your worst nightmare: injury. what were you going to gain from this accident? well, all you got from it was being stuck with the culprit, mark lee, because he was roommate’s with your big brother, jung jaehyun.

basketballer!mark x volleyballer!reader

social media au, college au, enemies to lovers ( one-sided ) romance, humor, forced proximity

LOVE AND SUBSCRIBE @sungbites

user 1: they're totally dating! just look at the way they talk about their s/o's, yn and mark are TOGETHER

↳ user 2: lol ur so delusional

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becoming a lifestyle youtuber meant that you began gaining a bigger fanbase the more popular your videos got. along with that came speculations of your personal life, like the question of your partners identity. because of the secrecy your fans begin to ship you with another lifestyle youtuber, one who just happens to be your actual partner. OR ⋮ in which you and mark slowly soft launch your relationship that your fans have no idea about.

youtuber!mark x youtuber!fem!reader

TERMS AND CONDITIONS @haeiheart

when two chronically online ncu students accidentally spark a campus wide dating rumor after a misunderstood post goes viral. starting off in the wrong foot, they eventually join forces for the following reasons: one to get an ex off their back and the other to impress their crush.

fake dating au! mark x fem reader, university au, humorous (attempted), slight bickering, fashion major yn!, music major mark!

⌕ LYING WEBS @https-lvesick

❝ toronto has never been this chaotic. crime surges, tension rises, and yet, the city still sleeps soundly—because the spiders are watching. spider-man and silk have become more than heroes; they’re legends, trusted even by the police to keep the streets safe. but behind the masks, they’re just teenagers, juggling school, friendships, and the messy business of growing up. between late-night patrols and last-minute assignments, one question lingers: what’s harder—admitting you have a crush on your new best friend or revealing you're a mutant superhero? ❞

spider!mark x silk!reader

LOST LUGGAGE ୨୧ @blondemrk

after a short trip to the united states, you return to korea, ready to settle back into your routine. at the airport, a boy in a hoodie accidentally bumps into you, mutters an apology, and disappears into the crowd. later, when you open your suitcase, confusion washes over you—it’s filled with male clothing? this was not your suitcase.

OR where you bump into mark lee and accidentally swap suitcases

strangers to lovers au, slowburn, funny, smau, non-idol au

late night 127 @kayunplugged

mark lee, a laid-back university student by day, moonlights as the voice behind Late Night 127, the campus’ beloved anonymous radio show. known for his comforting advice, killer playlists, and soothing voice, mark is a secret local celebrity. one fateful night, mn calls in to rant about the worst date ever, catching mark’s attention with his fiery wit and relatable woes. over time, he become a regular caller, when the truth comes out, will he still trust the person behind the mic?

secret identity, fluff, slice of life

dorm dare diaries. @yutarot

living in dorm 117 means two things: you get to live with your two best friends, and you get to live directly opposite dorm 119. the latter fact would be totally irrelevant to you if it wasn’t for the fact that the people occupying dorm 119 are the most insufferable people you have ever met. mark lee and his annoying, troublesome friends. so when the boys’ dorm push your dorms patience a little too far, you decide to get your own back. but what happens when one small prank evolves into a full fledged dorm prank war between both of your dorms. and what happens when the pranks end up becoming far more serious than you ever would have imagined? even to the point where you find yourself in danger, and the only person who can help you is the guy you hate the most.

that boy is mine @sungiejpg

she is really really obsessed with mark and will do whatever she needs to do to make him hers, even if her friends think she is crazy…and well…he is mark!

mark x f!reader

the love triangle.@kkyiu

you can’t help but fall for your work crush. through his shameless flirting, charming personality, and attractive features, he’s got you wrapped around his finger. but it seems jisung—your best friend who helped you get employed—doesn’t support your liking on mark lee.

mark x f!reader & jisung x f!reader mini smau

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HUANG RENJUN

爱 @ddolbyong

you ask renjun to teach you chinese, hoping to gather some courage to confess to your crush

爱 2.0

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LEE JENO

TRACK 505 — STILL INTO YOU @polarisjisung

weeks after returning to your hometown, you run into him, lee jeno, your first love, and your ex-boyfriend. it was inevitable, you knew that much, but you certainly didn't expect to find yourself back at square one– landing a place back in the band you started together but also, a place right back in his heart.

guitarist! jeno × fem! drummer reader

the mystery of the downstairs bathroom @nctiyz

in which the college librarian (accuses) recruits you to help him discover who fouled the unisex library toilet

⤷ librarian!jeno x collegestudent!reader

the cutest pair @90slovejeno

just a little smau about jeno having a huge crush on y/n. based on the concept of having a 'campus crush'—someone you often see around campus and develop a crush on, even though you don't actually know them.

down bad!jeno x clueless!reader

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LEE HAECHAN

love you, hate you @faby-montana

two friends like each other, two friends hate one another. A series of unfortunate events ensues.

haechan (lee donghyuck) x reader

slow burn

★EMO GIRL… @tacomyeon

you spent so long trying to get yuta to notice you, one day you went to a new record store that was in front of you university and saw yuta there, you were so busy admiring yuta that didn’t notice a boy admiring you.

or in which you went to this record store and haechan got so obsessed with you that started stalking you and begging you to notice him and “let him hit”.

WDYM I'M A DAD NOW? @jonghoex

Lee haechan x Reader

Four years ago, your boyfriend of eight years broke up with you, four years ago you found out you were pregnant. Now he has seen you with a your son, and he's not dumb. So yeah the baby daddy is back, and he wants to help raise your son. Yipee!

r/UberEATS @ayukas

when your uber eats driver is as good-looking as he is unpredictable, it's hard not to get curious. one too many oddly charming texts later, and suddenly, you're asking reddit for advice on how to confess to someone who only knows your address and your late-night cravings. falling for your delivery driver? not on the menu—until now, that is.

uber eats driver!lee haechan x fem!reader

personal fav !

the cat returns @hyuckiestarz

after your cat runs away, you're devastated. when you decide to put up missing signs all over your neighborhood, you get a suspicious text.

or in which haechan adopts a really cute cat.

neighbor!haechan x fem!reader

༝༚ brooklyn baby @fairyoflia

in which, y/n choi, the youngest and only daughter of well-renowned ceo of seoul enterprises, choi daejun, and sister to her 3 older protective brothers, seungcheol, wonwoo, and vernon, finds herself eating with lee donghyuck, NCU’s class clown, at a convenience store at 3am.

college student! lee donghyuck x daughter of ceo! choi y/n

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NA JAEMIN :

જ⁀➴ one look give 'em whiplash @rensaries

after a disgusting rumor about yn being spread in freshman year of college, men have treated her way differently and not in the way any woman would want. men often hit on her in hopes to get it (yk what...), some even going the full mile to borderline stalk her (yikes!), overall being treated like an object because of her looks. now she gags at the presence of any man (except for her bsf jungwoo), until jaemin comes around and restores her faith in (some) men!

pairing : jaemin x fem!reader ⋮ college au; strangers to lovers

★ ˙☕️ !! an annoying customer @chenlezip

jaemin was an annoying customer. always coming in 5 minutes before you closed, and you had enough — what did you do? you decide to go to twitter about him. your friend ends up sending him the priv tweet… what happens between the both of you after this?

pairing : na jaemin x cafe worker!reader

˗ˏˋWhile the World Sleeps — njmˎˊ˗ @rhaeverie

Sure, it was a little creepy when a number addressed to you turned up at the end of your shift. And no, you were sure as hell not stupid enough to text said number without considering its consequences. But curiosity was one rather overwhelming emotion… maybe a ‘hi’ wouldn’t hurt… right?

bio-med major!na jaemin x nursing major!reader

strangers-to-friends-to-lovers, secret admirer au,

put that cat in the bag ⋆.˚@alwahyeonie

It was supposed to be a simple trip to the pet shop for cat food. But when you spotted a white-greyish cat roaming outside with no collar or its owner near by, you couldn't just leave it behind so you brought it home. Little did you know, the cat's owner will be your new talking stage and when he found out it was too late and you couldn’t explain yourself in time.

strangers to friends to situationships to opp (enemies-ish) to lovers

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ZHONG CHENLE

Loaded @featjunranghae

in which a desperate joke about needing a sugar daddy accidentally manifests a millionaire classmate who takes his new role very seriously.

millionaire non idol chenle x reader (short smau)

Because it's You @johnnysuhbmarine

NCIT men’s basketball star, Zhong Chenle, faces a season of ineligibility if he can’t get his grades up. Luckily for him, one of his teammates is also part of a super smart friend group, and Chenle is just convincing enough in his request for a tutor - bringing you into his life…and making him aware of just how different the two of you are. With his newfound desire to prove to you that there’s more to life than academics, he ends up discovering there might be more to life than basketball, too.

college au

What Love left behind @onlyforyoukook

y/n got pregnant by chenle in their junior year of highschool—not telling chenle because she knows for a fact that his parents will take their child away. Alas they attended the same college and y/n tries to ignore him as much as possible. But him—he won’t give up on y/n.

chenle x fem¡reader

expensive friendship @ningningsdream

your mysterious aura makes you the talk of the school as a new tranfer, and chenle is intrigued to see if what people say about you is real. or in which, chenle pays you to hang out with him.

art major!reader x rich kid!chenle

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PARK JISUNG

HEY EMO BOY @peacheeeliz

could there be anything that could make your shift at the local coffee shop better? there is! and it's the hottest emo boy you'll ever find.

emo!jisung x down bad!fem reader

rom-com, cafe au

when i'm with you 🎀💗 @kkyuupidz

guitarist jisung x female steamer

the love triangle.@kkyiu

you can’t help but fall for your work crush. through his shameless flirting, charming personality, and attractive features, he’s got you wrapped around his finger. but it seems jisung—your best friend who helped you get employed—doesn’t support your liking on mark lee.

mark x f!reader & jisung x f!reader mini smau

UNEXPECTED CHEMISTRY @4doras

park jisung was your biggest enemy. your parents were the main reason for this — jisung always getting higher grades than you, being top of the class instead of you. you tried your best to avoid him, making sure he wouldn’t have a piece of your mind, but how could you avoid him if you had to work together? 

park jisung x f!reader 

personal fav !

Strange News from Another Star @viasdreams

in which you and jisung suddenly become parents, but your baby is...out of this world

personal fav !

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NCT WISH

body language @wishiesworld

university is your first taste of adulthood, however you're in your junior year and the most you have experienced is some underage drinking and a random hook up. ever since then you vowed to never get drunk at a frat party again and you are old enough to buy your own alcohol. however, you're getting closer to graduation, the classes are getting more stressful. you need a new way to destress and since when did trying a little weed ever hurt anyone?

oh sion x fem!reader

classmates to lovers

༘⋆ speechless (not if i can help it) @susicheng

oh sion, the widely beloved senior class president at ncit high. your competition for the student speech at your graduation ceremony. as valedictorian, you worked your ass off for 4 years to earn that speech time. all oh sion did was flash a pretty smile and get elected by the idiots gullible enough to think he was qualified.

class president! sion x valedictorian!

Bus or Truck @featjunranghae

in which the thirst message that you wrote about your classmate accidentally gets sent to his best friend instead of yours

oh sion x classmate reader

LOVE (AT FIRST) HIT ! @rikukkumas

BREAKING FROM THE NEO HIGHSCHOOL NEWSPAPER . . . sports photographer l/n y/n gets hit by a volleyball served by maeda riku during a game against EN-academy!

rikukkumas (priv): I DIDNT MEAN TO HIT MY FUTURE GIRLFRIEND

╰ ryoooooooo: she probably hates u

korilakkumayn (priv): noticed by my crush but at what cost ╰ naoirein: a broken nose and glasses but at least u got his number!!

getting hit by a ball during an intense volleyball match was certainly NOT part of your job as a sports photographer, but hey! at least you got your crush's number...right?

OR in which riku accidentally serves his volleyball a little too recklessly during his game and accidentally hits the pretty sports photographer ...

volleyball player riku x fem sports photographer reader

personal fav!

CAN I MAKE IT ANY MORE OBVIOUS? @peterm4rker

in which maeda riku just wanted to have a nice summer out at the skate park with his friends once again without thinking of the girl that broke his heart back at college, but he finds out shes dating the guy he has hated his entire life and will be joining his trip.

or

in which yn ln is prepared to have another boring summer at home, but is rudely interrupted by one of her brother's friends skating up to her and calling her babe with what seemed like plea in his eyes and the most stunning smile she's ever seen.

skater!riku x reader

mine @i-kai

— a sold out world tour, multiple successful albums, and thousands of loyal fans. one would assume you had it all, right? unfortunately, you weren’t quite fortunate in the love department. besides inspiring you to write some of your biggest hits, your shitty ex boyfriends have done nothing but leave you scarred when it comes to relationships. what happens when an up-and-coming singer (who happens to be your fan) comes into your life when he releases a song about you?

will he give you another horror story to write about OR change your mind about love?

popstar!jaehee (nct wish) x popstar!reader

kitty pawrents /ᐠ - ˕ -マ ࿔ @bomiten

university student sakuya had just moved in as your roommate but.. oh no! whats this? why's a cat sleeping on his bed? without even realizing, he's already co-parenting your cat! what the freak! being a pawrent wasn't on his university itinerary. neither was crushing on you. but oh well. two in one deal, he guesses! cute roommate and cute kitty!

#%! and they were roommates, fujinaga sakuya x gn!reader

[ponyisle]

I'm so curious, do you consider Daybreak a bad pony for all she has done? Does Daybreak consider herself a bad pony? To Wish, to Twi? How much has she been forgiven by others, how much has she forgiven herself? There's also themes of disability to all three of them. Day's stress-induced migraines from overwork. The blindness, vocal atrophy, wing atrophy, chronic illness and the mental toll that comes from a millenia of isolation. Twilight's wing deformities and migraines upon being forcibly turned. Obviously, sickness is not a moral trait (I write this as a disabled woman myself) but I can't help but untangle Day's responsibility in both of their conditions. Although she was not intentionally malicious in her actions, and although she must have grown, repeatedly she was selfish. Repeatedly, she irreparably changed the fate of someone who trusted her.

Just thoughts. I love this project!

i have SO many thoughts about Daybreak, shes one of my favorite ponies to write, and i know this is probably the most asked question about my AU. idk how to explain a lot of it without spoiling what i have planned.

from my perspective: i didn't write Daybreak to be a "bad person" or a villain(doesn't make what she's done right in any capacity mind you). She has been selfish, arrogant, and downright neglectful at times. She's a pony who, much like twilight, was given little to no choice in her life. and when she DID make her own choices with the limited knowledge she had, it always ended up hurting somepony she deeply cared for. She views herself as almost entirely irredeemable. Burdened with the responsibility of an entire species while feeling like she is doomed to fail them. She's put the ponies at the forefront of her concerns, which in earlier years meant neglecting the only other pony who could possibly understand her position(Wish). She does not think she's worthy of her sisters forgiveness despite all her attempts to make things right.

Wish ultimately forgives her sister after many years of silence and making up(this will be expanded upon in comics i don't wanna give away too much but its a lengthy process). She doesn't see Daybreak as a bad pony, and after Day actually starts listening to how Wish feels and opening up herself, they both start to actually understand each other.

While Day thought what she was giving to Twilight was a gift, after seeing her reaction to her transformation Day regresses in her progress Big Time. Daybreak cared for Twilight, but just like with Wish, she thought she knew what was best, thought she could "fix" things. Twilight and Day's relationship is never quite the same, they don't really "make up" the way she and Wish did. For the first few years Twi DESPISES Day, but she doesn't see her as a bad person per say. She definitely resents her for being just another pony that's taken away an incredibly important choice from her. Realizing she will live on as her friends pass away, outliving everyone around her, its horrifying to grapple with that newfound knowledge. Twi realizes that Day isn't the all knowing deity that everypony seemed to think she is. They have a professional relationship later on, and maybe as the story progresses I'll expand more on that, but for now they're on extremely rocky terms.

The central theme in cantergale is acceptance and forgiveness, that doesn't mean each character with receive both from everyone. The sisters are a reflection of my own relationship with my sibling(projection<3). Day has to come to terms with the fact that no amount of apologies and change can reverse what she's done. She has to learn to forgive herself and accept her actions. Everything else is out of her control.

Its hard for me to describe any character as strictly bad or good, its not smth i think about when writing, i try to leave it up for the viewer to decide for themselves. My main goal is to inspire some sort of emotion. You feel however the story makes you feel. As always i love these sort of comments, i enjoy seeing how everyone interprets the story.