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Monster Hunter Tri Diary, Part 13: Rescuing Cha-Cha

For previous entries, search for #monster hunter tri diary

Finally releasing this one after having it in my drafts for ages.

I should add that I will put my MH Tri Diary on hold for a time (probably until next summer at the very least), so this is going to be the last post for the time being.

Disclaimer: Text is paraphrased from my localization and might slightly deviate from the English version.

Quest: Shakalaka Savior!

I didn't take any nutrients this time (we're facing no big monster, so it shouldn't be that hard) but I did bring all of my potions since we have to do quite a bit of fighting, if my memory serves correctly. I don't think it's gonna be anything we can't handle, but still, better safe than sorry.

Also, I munched some Crustbread + Salty Milk for some extra health and defense, so we should be good on that front.

As hinted at by everyone in the village, the Carefree Lad (aka the smart kid) is actually the client this time: “Everyone says I have plenty of imagination, whatever that means, but I swear I saw a pixie in the Moga Woods!” It’s kind of funny that the Carefree Lad is implied to be a bookworm, but he doesn’t seem to know what imagination is. xD (Maybe he prefers to read non-fiction books, though.)

Going into the quest, you can already hear Cha-Cha calling for help - all the way from area 6, that is. Well, either Cha-Cha has an extremely loud voice, or he’s using a megaphone. xD

Also, Cha-Cha’s life bar is displayed next to mine, despite me not even having found him yet.

Having arrived in area 6, we find Cha-Cha unwittingly disturbing the beauty sleep of some Jaggia - and promptly being surrounded by them. (I love how the spotting noise plays when the Jaggia wakes up - nice detail. xD)

I do love the way Cha-Cha speaks - to put it in his words, it’s very cha-charming. ;-)

Anyway, with my new Great Sword, I can take care of the Jaggia without breaking a sweat. So, Cha-Cha, now that I saved you– And he just… goes away. Without as much as a thank-you. Okay.

Only to pop up in area 9 and call for help again. Alllrighty, then…

“Cha?! You again?” What do you mean “you again”? I just saved your butt right there! Some gratitude would be nice. Jeez…

Woah, the Ludroth deal WAY more damage to Cha-Cha, even when he blocks their attacks.

“Cha-Cha peaceful, why do you hurt Cha-Cha?” Not sure if that's technically true given that Cha-Cha does retaliate, but it’s interesting that he talks in third person about himself.

Oops, I accidentally hit Cha-Cha with my Great Sword once - sorry, buddy! ^^’ Well, at the very least he was quick enough to block.

Alright, on to area 2, where an entire pack of Jaggi happens to threaten Cha-Cha. Well, if that isn’t a nice all-you-can-eat buffet for my Great Sword. :-)

Aww, Cha-Cha is calling me “great champion” now? That’s sweet, ngl. :-)

Okay, so Cha-Cha slipped away to the base camp now, very relieved to be safe. Let’s go pick him up, shall we?

“Cha-Cha thought he was dead! Thank you, great hunter! Cha-Cha eternally grateful!” In fact, he’s so overjoyed that he comes running towards me when I enter the base camp. And his little dance when the quest is complete! <3 Ah, I missed this little guy.

Moga Village (day)

I love how the Chief is just completely unperturbed by Cha-Cha. Like this little goblin runs into the village, stops right in front of him, and he's just smoking his pipe all casually. xD

Okay, so Cha-Cha forgot about owing me his life rather quickly. Now he's all like “well, I wanted to hunt those monsters, but then you greedy hunter had to come and throw off my grove!” xD

And he goes on to boast that he's some great Shakalaka warrior, asking if my brain is “hurty-hurty” that I don't know of him. xD Of course he didn't get lost, nooo - he was simply on a journey to find his own mask, a rite of passage among Shakalaka to reach adulthood. (I love how he essentially admitted between the lines that he's just a kid. xD)

After he almost admits that he got lost in the woods, he shares with us that he actually wanted to go to the village because he thinks the best mask is here somewhere. (That has to be the mask in the cave on the farm, if my memory serves correctly.)

“Cha-Cha here until Shakalaka send search party... Cha-hem! Uh, until has found best mask.” It's kind of adorable how badly he wants to play big and tough, though. xD

But because I hunted his dinner, the great Cha-Cha now demands compensation: That I serve him as his servant! How frightening... But he says he's a “fair master”, and I can come to him any time for a “nice chat”. Well, lucky me, I guess... xD

Alright, let's dive into the menu and check out all of Cha-Cha's stats! Aaand... I can actually not display the effect of the dances with the Wiimote (usually, B serves as the “info button” for that kind of stuff). A bit of a pity, tbh.

The description says that the Acorn Mask is a “children's mask that is used in Cha-Cha's village”. That kind of makes me wonder: Do different Shakalaka villages have different traditions? Like the Acorn Mask is a children's mask in Cha-Cha's village, but in other villages, young Shakalaka may wear other types of masks?

“Although Cha-Cha may seem like vegetarian, he loves-loves beast feast.” And we've got yet another meat advocate! (Vegetarians sure have a rough time in the MH universe.) He also explains the benefits of giving him steaks on quests, as “the meat juice will seep into his pores and give him experience”. Not sure how that works (then again, what do I know about Shakalaka metabolism?), but I won't say no to some bonus XP.

Also, one reference that's quite funny: As Cha-Cha explains to you he will get mad if he takes too much damage and not follow any of your commands, he says “you maybe read “Hunting Life” till Cha-Cha's fury fumes-shaka-away.” I think anyone who has played Freedom 2/Unite and bothered to read the info magazines will remember “Hunting Life”. ;-)

Chief: “The creature was a Shakalaka child that got lost… You know what that means… Cook him alive! Haha, just kidding!” Disregarding the Chief’s crude humor, is racism against Shakalaka/Lynians in the MH universe actually a thing? Anyway, it’s a relief that he affirms that all visitors are welcome in Moga, no matter their race.

“I like the little one. He’s got humor! Did you hear that you’re supposed to be his servant? Hu harhar!” Gotta agree that was one was pretty funny, yes.

He closes by telling me to relax and take him hunting with me, since that would be “an unforgettable experience” for him. He also tells me that one could already see we make a “wonderful team”. Well, if anything, the Chief got at least as much humor as Cha-Cha.

“Have you ever encountered bird wyverns called Qurupeco?” Oh, yes, I did - I have nightmares about it until this day. Can attest to the Chief’s statement they are “fast and dangerous”, too.

He tells me that it’s possible to drown out a Qurupeco’s call with a Sonic Bomb, though. I never knew about that - given that the village convos often are lore-friendly phrased gameplay tips, I might actually try that.

The Chief also explains pin attacks, that the monster will regenerate stamina with each bite it takes (just one bite will put them at full stamina, as far as I know), and that the most you can do is throw a Dung Bomb. Well, thanks for the advice, but I can’t help but remember that one time in 3U when a Deviljho pinned me, I threw a Dung Bomb, and it flew right past its head… ^^’ (No joke, this actually happened.)

And the Chief actually tells us some more details about the backstory of the Guild Sweetheart: She always admired hunters, and as soon as she was old enough, she left Moga to work in the city (presumably Loc Lac). She came back to take care with the business between Moga and the Hunter’s Guild, but despite the tons of work the Chief has given to her because of the earth quakes, she takes all of it with a smile. And she’s actually quite resourceful in utilizing her own contacts in the city to gain information, since the Guild tends to forget about far-off villages like Moga. The Chief concludes that she’s a fine girl - well, I can only agree with that.

Meanwhile, the Hunting Fleet Captain is in a bit of a predicament regarding the ship repairs: The Red Spear is scheduled to be the first ship to be repaired, but “normal Ludroth materials aren’t big enough for our purposes”. (What do they mean by that, exactly? Are they using the hides as sails but it isn't big enough?)

Anyway, they need me to hunt a “larger, rarer kind” of Ludroth to get the materials to repair the Red Spear. I guess we’ve got a Royal Ludroth quest incoming. (Interesting that he calls Royal Ludroth a “rarer kind” despite them being simply the males of the species. Maybe that means males are rarer since there just needs to be one for females to form a harem around?)

Fleet Captain: “If we only got all three ships! Hunting a Royal Ludroth would be a cruise trip. It’s a shame!” I assume Royal Ludroth are among the large monsters the fleet usually hunts for the village, then?

“Okay, the Hunter Fleet and hunters are old rivals, but would you help us? Do us a favor and we heroes of the Hunting Fleet will bother with you if everything is back to normal…” Oh, what an enticing reward. I feel like I much prefer the materials you can farm, though.

Red Spear Hunter: “Just the rigging, the Red Spear is ready to go again.” So I assume they want to use the Ludroth materials for the rigging? (My guess would be since it’s waterproof, Ludroth hide makes for excellent ropes.)

“All thanks to you, bud! The Ludroth parts you hunted really helped with the repairs.” Well, at least one of them knows how to normally say thank you. He’s really enthused to go back to his fish again before the Black Spear, too - makes me happy for him, ngl. :-)

The Fleet brought back their first Crown’s Gemstone from their treasure hunt. Can’t do anything with it right now, but it does say it was once part of a crown, I’m gonna keep it. (I don’t precisely remember, but I’m pretty sure you can piece that crown back together.)

Item Vendor: “Hello there, silly! How do you want to learn about new stuff if you never stop by?” What do you mean? I’ve been consistently pestering you for bonus dialogue, just like all other villagers.

About the new Organizer Guide she has in stock: “With this magazine, you get the best out of your object box… And the most stuff inside.” I see the Gossip Lady is writing your advertisements now.

“It’s a bit pricier, but I’d give it to you for a lock of your hair. Or a worn armor? Heehee, kidding!” The real joke is that the organizer guide is actually cheaper than the Book of Combos 3. Well, I don’t have to think twice about buying that. (I usually like to buy all of the improvement items ASAP, if I can.)

”First aid meds are wrapped in paper. That doesn’t hold for very long, so you can’t take them with you from the field. Sounds plausible, doesn’t it? Oh, you just have to accept it…” Or, the Guild is aware of my hoarding habits and doesn’t want to give me too many benefits. (Love how they make fun of themselves for including all the item lore in NPC dialogue, though. xD

So the Item Vendor tells me that “now isn’t the time for special bargains” - when the Argosy is literally in town. Is this supposed to be ironic?

The Chief’s Son: “And I thought all Shakalaka were bloodthirsty beasts! I was wrong. He’s just a stupid little… Um! A lovely little rascal!” Better not let the might Cha-Cha hear that, lest you invoke his wrath. ;-) (I do appreciate it when characters overcome their own bias, though.)

Even the Chief’s Son is of the opinion that Cha-Cha is the “perfect addition” for me. I’m kinda surprised by how fast everyone in the village decided that Cha-Cha and the hunter are an absolute dream team.

The Chief’s Son finds it strange that Cha-Cha is looking for a mask in the village. (This is actually kinda curious; does the Chief’s Son not know what is in the cave at the farm?) He advises me to speak with the Argosy Captain though, since he has visited many foreign lands and might have a mask for Cha-Cha. How convenient that the Argosy just came into port, then.

Speaking of the Argosy, the Chief’s Son tells us about the latest trend among city dwellers the Argosy Captain has told him about: the JEH diet - which, contrary to what you might expect, doesn't stand for "Just Eat Half" but "Just Eat Honey", because they desperately want to gain pounds to pose as rich. xD (Historically, being plump was indeed associated with being rich - just as a fun fact. ;-) )

Anyway, to benefit from this trend, the Chief's Son wants Moga to produce honey for export - and of course I can have my fair share of it as well. To begin farming that sweet, sweet honey ASAP, I gave him the Cactus Flower and Earth Crystals right away. (Not entirely sure what they would need those for when building a bee box; the only thing I can imagine is that they want the crystals to grind the box into shape, and the Cactus Flowers in case someone gets stung.)

Meanwhile, the Argosy Captain informs us that a messenger pigeon brought news that another country wants to trade with Moga: the Hunter Realm, a country of hunters. (I suppose I could’ve guessed that from the name. xD) Thanks to these new connections, the Captain now has some buff items for the hunting fleet (Treasure Trackers + Hunting Fleet spears) and even a dance for Cha-Cha in his assortment. I’d need a 2-star rare commodity for the dance though, and I think right now, we’re doing fine with the Hunting Fleet as it is. Two things I do wanna get though are the improvement for the Fleet Captain’s boat and the Book of Combos 4, so I’ll need to do some Great Jaggi free hunting in the Moga Woods soon.

The Argosy immediately agrees to look out for a mask for the “little boy”. Not sure if Cha-Cha would appreciate being called “little boy”, but you gotta give credit to the Captain’s helpfulness. :-)

BugMaker! Pro: “10 bugs per drop, or we will EAT a bug!” What a promo text. Btw, I suppose this is one of those industrial-produced fertilizers the Felyne was so proud about not using on the Moga Far? Not sure if he��s going to be enthused about me utilizing this stuff…

Bizzy Bees: “Bred abroad, these busy bees never, ever rest.” This kinda reminds me of a thing I once heard, about people introducing European honey bees in Japan for their higher productivity. Still, purposefully introducing invasive species usually isn’t such a good idea…

Today’s Japanese lesson with the Argosy Captain: Yoku kita! (“welcome”); kakujitsu (“certainty”); keikaku (“plan”); Sokonakucha! (“I have to go”); sekinin (“responsiblity”).

Guild Sweetheart: “Who would’ve thought that there indeed was a mysterious creature living in the forest! I am truly moved. Such a pure heart full of trust… Do see the tear at the corner of my eye? *giggle*” While the Guild Sweetheart obviously still finds all of this pretty funny, I’d say she owes the Carefree Lad an apology - there was some truth to the rumors, after all.

Anyway, she informs me that people from all over the country are singing praises to me, and as a result, we’ve now got a new hunting ground: the Flooded Forest. Yay. (My least favorite area, from the 3rd gen, tbh.)

According to the Sweetheart’s (rather incomplete) monster guide, the Flooded Forest is - guess what - a “forest flooded with water”. (I appreciate that the Sweetheart reminds me to bring a towel, though. xD)

Oh, and btw, the Guild wants me to take care of the Qurupeco in the Sandy Plains. *internal screaming*

Meanwhile, the Outfitter goes beating up imaginary monsters with a Hammer and a Great Sword at the same time. Well, they say you should never give up on your dreams… xD

Smith: “Good equipment is nothing without a good hunter that uses it.” Well, I can’t object to that - even if you have the best possible equipment, you can still lose if you’re careless.

“Do you hear that? My hammer is crying! It's begging to create high-quality gear for you! So be sure to come back.” Oh no, not the hammer! ;_; No need to worry, though - your hammer is going to be very busy soon when I make myself the Great Jaggi armor.

But for that, I first need to farm the materials, and to do that, I need to hunt some Great Jaggis. Since we've already hunted a Great Jaggi twice, I'm not gonna cover each hunt individually and get back to continue my diary once I finished the grinding. See you then! ;-)

To be continued

#monster hunter #monster hunter tri #monster hunter tri diary #gaming diary

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danganronpa-imagines-ftw · 5 years ago

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So... Mod Kiibo did an oopsie...

I was working on an ask, and I meant to save it as a draft, but I accidentally posted it. I deleted it immediately, since it wasn’t finished, but the ask itself was deleted too... but I remember what it said, so I’m just gonna rewrite it and pretend that never happened... sorry about this to whoever requested it.

DRV3 Boys Ending Up In an Awkward Position With Their Crush

Kokichi Ouma:

-You were just walking down the hallway, Kokichi walking towards you

-And then, He magically tripped on air and ran into you

-You were on your back, while Kokichi was on top of you

-You were, understandably, red in the face, and tried to get up

-But, he wouldn’t let you at this point

-“Nishishi~ I’ve got you now Y/N!”

-Played it off like a joke, but is totally blushing

-He just wants to be close to you, let him have his moment

-Eventually, though, he’ll get up

-He’ll walk with you to your next class, even if the place he needs to be is on the opposite side of the school

-“I was just testing you Y/N! And wooooooow, it totally worked! You’re bright red!”

-Spoiler alert: he wasn’t testing you

-He just didn’t want to admit he was clumsy

Kaito Momota:

-Lets be honest, it was Kokichi’s fault

-You two were just talking, mind your own business

-And he comes up beside you two, and pushes Kaito into the wall

-And since you were standing near him, you went too, landing with your back against the wall with an audible thud

-Kaito managed to catch himself by putting his arm to the wall, but in the process, kabedoned you (look it up if you aren’t familiar)

-It took him a minute to regain his bearings and notice the situation, and to notice your bright red face

-Now you’re both red

-He immediantly backs away, and starts running after Kokichi, who had already started his getaway

-Kaito gives up not too long after, since he knew the minute Kokichi left his sight he wouldn’t be able to find him again

-He tries to act like nothing happened, but he can’t look at you without blushing for the whole day

Shuichi Saihara:

-Another clumsy one

-You two were just talking, until he tripped on something on the ground

-Out of pure reflex, he tried to grab you to support himself, but he only ended up bringing you with him

-On the floor you go

-Once he regains his senses, he notices he’s on top of you

-Immediantly red. Like, REALLY red. Poor guy

-Gets up without hesitation, hiding behind his hat and muttering apologies

-You laugh and tell him it’s ok, but you can’t even look at you the whole day

Rantaro Amami:

-He was just getting some books from the library (if you know, you know)

-He wanted one on the higher shelf, so he got one of those library ladder things

-He found one he liked, but it was a little to far to the left

-He tried to reach it anyway

-Nope

-The dude legit just toppled over the railing thing on the ladder

-Luckily, you were below to catch him (it wasn’t a very high fall), but he was still heavy enough to cause you to fall aswell

-He landed on top of you, lips so close that if he fell with anymore force, he would’ve accidentally kissed you

-Plays it off cool, though

-Gets up, brushes himself off, and apologizes

-But do not be fooled

-As soon as you turn away, you miss the slight blush and smile tugging at his lips

Gonta Gokuhara:

-To be honest, I feel like Gonta might do this without realizing what he’s done

-You two were just outside looking at bugs

-And then one got caught in your hair

-“Oh, Y/N, you have bug in hair! Gonta get it for you!”

-He’d go to get the bug out, but would end up being a little too close, pushing you up against a nearby wall

-Once the bug flew away, he looked down to see that you were bright red, not used to being so close

-“Oh! Is Gonta too close? Gonta sorry, he just want to make sure bug don’t get hurt when Gonta pick it up.”

-He turns away time keep looking for the bugs, but he’s blushing

-Partially flustered, partially embarrassed

Ryoma Hoshi:

-You and him were out on a tennis court, since he decided to teach you the basics of tennis

-He was teaching you how to swing properly, so he had his hands on your arms to show you how (using a stool because the poor guy is too short)

-You also has one of those automatic tennis ball launchers

-But he forgot to warn you before he turned it on

-So you got hit square in the face with a tennis ball

-You fell back from the impact, and since Ryoma was holding onto you (and weighs, like, nothing), he fell with you

-You landed on your back, with him straddling your hips

-He gets up immediantely, and apologizes for both the... position... and the tennis ball to the face

-What can I say? The man doesn’t get flustered easily

-That’s not to say to say he didn’t blush just a little though...

Korekiyo Shinguji:

-The two of you were just talking after class

-Ok maybe mild flirting but that’s not the point-

-And then Miu happened

-“Geez, just start fuckin’ making out, lovebirds!”

-And then came the mighty shove

-I mean, it’s not all that mighty, but he’s literally a twig sooo

-You fell in a seated position, back against the wall, while Kiyo caught himself on all fours in front of you

-Calmly gets up while glaring at Miu and helps you up

-You can’t tell because of his mask, but he’s definitely blushing quite a bit

-“I apologize about that situation Y/N, it seems someone felt the comment and shove was necessary.”

-You tell him it’s no problem, and wave goodbye to go home

-Once your out of earshot, he grabs Miu by the collar and says, “Do that again, and I will tear out your nerves.”

-Needless to say she didn’t try that again

K1-B0 (Kiibo):

-It was Kokichi, obviously (he’s the cause in nearly half of these lmao)

-You two were walking back home, chatting away, when Kokichi walked past

-He pushes Kiibo into you with a not so subtle “Oops~”

-He lands on top of you, and by a stroke of bad luck, had his head right between your legs

-He lifts his head up, getting ready to give Kokichi a lecture about violence

-And then notices the sheer redness of your face

-“Y/N, is something the matter? You look sick all of the sudden.”

-The only words you can mutter are “P-Please just get up...”

-Kokichi walks away laughing, and Kiibo is just confused

-He doesn’t really understand why you’re so flustered over a simple trip

-But he doesn’t care, he loves you and loves spending time with you

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issuedsideways · 4 years ago

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i’m going to pretend i’m doing work by making a list of (most of) my current fic ideas under the cut. this is long and ridiculous. but maybe it will help me figure out what the hell i’m doing??

some of these i’ve been chipping away at for like over a year so i just need to look at them with a bit more organization.

Long stuff:

Daemon AU

Iron Man/Artemis Fowl crossover + HDM fusion Tony/Artemis Tony and Artemis work together to unravel the truth of what Howard’s been up to with Dust behind the scenes. Tony digs up a lot of childhood memories by accident. There’s a lot of daemon touching, both good and bad. Somehow, a lot of trans characters in this one? 30k drafted 20k notes/outline/research (yikes)

Earth 22350

MCU (phase 1)/Artemis Fowl crossover Tony/Butler, later Tony/Artemis & Artemis/Jarvis

Starts with Butler being hired to guard Tony from 1986-1991, follows how this (and Artemis’ later interest in Jarvis) impacts the plot of the MCU and ends in 2012/2013 after the events of Avengers 1. This will be so, so long if it ever gets written.

30k drafted.

Post-IM2020 double life

616, vaguely canon compliant? Tony/Jan & Tony/Arno simultaneously

Tony secretly starts sneaking away to what was once the eScape so he has a chance to spend time with his brother. He keeps dating Jan. He starts kissing Arno. His DID is on full display. 6k drafted 4k outline/30k research notes (yikes! almost entirely comics notes and observations.)

Shorter Multichapters:

Dying Art AU

MCU-based AU. Steve/Tony

AU where a dying Tony commissions a no-serum Steve to fly out to California with him to paint him something. Vaguely shippy, mostly an exploration of disability and such. MCD. 5k drafted

VR AU

616-based AU Tony/Arno Tony hangs out in VR to take his mind off of the stress of his real life and runs into Arno, who is exploring VR from his hospital bed. The two hit it off and start sleeping together. OOPS accidental incest, they don’t find out they’re (half?)brothers until after. 2k drafted but i really like this one

2004 script multiverse nonsense

2004 Script/MCU Phase 1 crossover Tony/Tony

The most self indulgent crossover I can imagine btwn the terrible scrapped script I love so much, and a Tony immediately post-Battle of New York. Lots of canon comparisons. Lots of talking about Howard. Also they kiss each other.

13k drafted

Dark Soulmates AU

MCU Soulmark AU Steve/Tony, one-sided Howard/Steve

Howard, despite his obsession with Steve, was not his soulmate. Not that he really believed in that sort of thing, anyway. Until Tony is born and Howard recognizes Steve’s soulmark. He realizes they will find him. Tony is the proof. Lots of weird abuse to ensure Tony is perfect for Steve.

5k drafted

Android Anthony

AU of unclear base canon Tony&Howard

Tony dies young of a terminal illness and Howard has poured his time into developing the ability to upload his brain into a machine to save his life. Maria has poured her time and effort into the Foundation’s medical research in at attempt at the same. Howard’s solution is the one that sticks. Lots and lots of gaslighting Tony ensues.

2k drafted

Oneshots:

Ditch Day

DID!Tony fic of unclear base canon Tony&Steve A 16yo Tony takes a ditch day to watch movies and drink, and Steve tries to navigate what exactly this means.

2k drafted

Post-Sunset h/c

616-ish AU Past-Sunset/Tony, Tony&Jan Sunset launches Baintronics and breaks up with Tony when he confronts her about it. He falls apart, but Jan is there to catch him.

2.5k drafted

Essentially undrafted ideas:

2004 script novelization

Pitch: I turn the terrible 2004 script into something readable so I can point people at it and say listen this is my favorite batshit insane Tony & Howard interaction ever. I love this shit. It’s so bad. This is almost what Iron Man 1 was. Can you imagine if that movie had been about Tony and Howard’s insane mutual obsession? no? because I can and I am LOSING it.

Avalon Protocol / Identity porn / We Die By Threes

Pitch: Tony Stark, Iron Man, and Mark One (an AI rights activist who keeps his identity private) all disappear at the same time after Iron Man takes some major damage mid-battle, and it comes as a big shock to basically everyone when it comes out that these were all the “same person.” DID fic + Avalon protocol fic + something something celebrity deaths.

Steve/Howard What If...?

Pitch: The first episode of What If happened and I’m obsessed with the idea of them clinging desperately to each other in the face of realizing the world is a lot weirder than they’d known + the loss of Peggy, etc. I don’t have a plot though is the problem.

Tony?Peter Hunger Games AU

Pitch: Tony, who works on the Games, takes a liking to this year’s victor, Peter. He steals him away to protect him from the whims of his peers by making it seem like he wants Peter’s attention to himself, and slowly realizes that actually the Games are fucked up and he’s been actively making them worse (more effective, more entertaining, harder) for years. Maybe him and Peter kiss, I dunno. TBD.

#speaking of issues #SCREAMS. okay. theres too many of these. but i do feel more organized after typing it all up.

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dvp95 · 6 years ago

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quiet on widow’s peak (2)

pairing: dan howell/phil lester, pj liguori/sophie newton/chris kendall rating: teen & up tags: paranormal investigator, youtuber phil lester, dan howell is not a youtuber, online friendship, slow burn, strangers to lovers, nonbinary character, trans character, background poly, phil does some buzzfeed unsolved shit and dan is a fan word count: 3.2k (this chapter), 6.4k (total) summary: Phil’s got a list of paranormal experiences a mile long that he likes to share with the world. Abandoned buildings, cemeteries, and ghost stories have always called his name, and a particular fan of his has a really, really good ghost story.

read this chapter on ao3 or here!

"Do you remember the Wilkins place?"

"I'm well, thanks." Martyn's voice is dry, and Phil finds himself grinning at the wall despite himself. "How are you?"

"Good," says Phil. It's mostly true, although he could do without the piles of clothes he's sorting through. He holds his phone between his shoulder and his ear as he picks up a top of Sophie's and starts a whole new pile that he's calling delicates, aka things he's absolutely going to screw up somehow. "People think the Wilkins place is haunted."

There's a beat. Presumably, Phil's brother is trying to fit the name into adolescent memories to see where it slots in. "Oh, that wreck in Rusholme? It hasn't been condemned yet?"

"Apparently it's still a hot spot for binge-drinking teenagers," Phil says.

"Well, sure. But haunted? Really?"

"That's what I said!"

Phil feels a little vindicated by the skepticism in Martyn's voice, to be honest. His friends hadn't taken his weird feeling seriously at all.

"I mean, it's a dump," says Martyn. "More likely to be haunted by a bunch of rats than anything else. Why haven't we heard this before?"

"According to my sources," Phil says, only feeling a bit ridiculous about referring to a bunch of strangers on the internet as 'sources', "the activity only recently started. Which makes me think that someone's lying, or maybe one incident kickstarted everyone else's imaginations?"

"Both could be true. Why don't you ask Ian to go check it out?"

It's not exactly a sore spot, but something inside of Phil still twinges at the question. "He's a little busy, isn't he."

"So am I," Martyn says in that same dry, familiar tone that makes Phil feel as comforted as his mum's fretting or his dad's bad jokes do. "And yet here you are, on my phone."

"You don't have a toddler," Phil points out.

"I don't? Yet here you are..."

Phil snorts a laugh and drops all of the socks he's gathered into an empty basket. It's as good a place to start as any. "Shut up, Mar. I'm at least six."

There are, literally, enough dirty socks and pants between the four of them that Phil has a whole load of just underthings. He spares a moment to be grateful to Sophie for not including her bras, because he'd have no idea where to begin with those. He sighs and picks up the basket, fitting it against his hip with one hand so he can hold his phone with the other.

"Well, I can ask around," says Martyn. "I think my friends might be past the point of sneaking into abandoned houses to party, but maybe they've heard something from their annoying little brothers."

"Ha, ha," Phil says dryly. "Think I should contact some of the people making these claims?"

"Deffo," says Martyn. "If you can record them, it'd be best."

"Yeah, that way I can use them in the video," Phil hums, setting his basket on the washer and opening every cupboard to try to find the detergent. "I mean, if they're okay with that, obviously."

"I actually meant because your bullshit detector is dysfunctional, so me or Peej will have to tell you if someone's lying."

"Wow, rude. Whose fault is that?"

"Yours," Martyn informs him dryly. "Just because I told you Santa would pull you up through the chimney doesn't mean you had to believe me."

Phil rolls his eyes, but he's grinning. Maybe it's just a big brother thing, or maybe it's their personalities, but Martyn isn't wrong - Phil has a hard time telling when someone is lying to him. Martyn was always good at lying with a straight face and seeing right through Phil's outlandish stories.

"I still blame you," says Phil.

"Alright," says Martyn. "When are you coming to visit?"

"Probably not ‘til after this one," Phil says slowly, glancing at the kitten calendar on the fridge. They'd let one of their milder housemates pick this year's after everyone got tired of looking at Chris' previous choice of nude knitted puppets.

"Yeah? You gonna head up north for this one?"

In the very last cupboard he checks, Phil finds the detergent. He wants to be annoyed about it, but the truth is that Holly's habit of switching around the kitchen when she's anxious has saved many a pack of biscuits from expiring behind some flour. Phil has never once been useful to anybody when he's having a meltdown, so.

Phil absentmindedly loads the washer while he considers Martyn's question. Maybe it would be best to check the place out for himself, see if anything's really going on. He likes being on-site best, trusts his own gut more than he trusts strangers' eyes.

The problem, of course, is that Phil's childhood home is up for sale, he has no money for a hotel, and Ian's gone and got himself a child. The last thing Phil wants to do is impose or, like, get roped into babysitting. A trip to Manchester might be out of the question for him right now.

"Maybe," Phil says, noncommittal.

Martyn sees through him in an instant, like always. "Want me to ask Mum if they've got any viewings next weekend? I'm sure you know not to trash the place."

"Have I ever once trashed the place? Don't answer that," Phil adds, remembering the shaving cream incident.

A huff comes down the line, and Phil feels the same pride at making his brother laugh as he had when he was seven and making weird noises out the car window. Yeah, he definitely needs to go to London soon, the Isle afterwards - he hasn't seen his family in way too long.

"I'll let you know what's buzzing, if anything," says Martyn. "And I'll call Mum for you and all. I know you get weird about asking them for favours."

"I get weird about asking anyone for favours," Phil says instead of a thank you, because if he gets weird about asking for help, then Martyn gets twice as weird about reacting to gratitude.

"Except me."

Phil smiles, watching the rainbow of socks and pants spin. "Yeah. Except you."

Laundry does end up taking Phil most of the day, but he doesn't mind much. It's the least he can do when Chris always does the first draft edit for him, PJ reminds him to take his EMF meter and his meds when he's packing for an overnight, and Sophie sends him pages upon pages of research while she's at work. He's so fond of these people, and he appreciates all they do for him, but being in debt to them - and not in sole control of his projects - makes Phil feel like he's got ants crawling up his arms.

While he waits out the machine cycles, Phil starts putting feelers out into this story. He checks the sources linked to him again and shoots off a couple of direct messages and emails to see if any of the people posting about the Wilkins place are eager to chat one on one.

He's got his laptop set up at the kitchen table and he's on his third coffee of the day when it occurs to him that he's not out of the woods of owing favours just yet. He clicks back into the Tumblr submission that started this spiral.

He decides that he needs to thank this person, at the very least, and maybe offer to buy them a coffee or something when he's in town. They did so much of Phil's grunt work that it feels weird not to pay them back somehow.

"Well, I can't exactly do your laundry," Phil murmurs to the screen. He hopes none of his other housemates are milling around to hear him.

Another click, and he's on the blog. It's minimalist and monochrome in a way that makes things easy to read, but not very interesting to look at. Phil's eyes start to glaze over as he scrolls through, because it's entertaining enough but - well. It's a typical Tumblr blog. That familiar mixture of memes and rants about social issues and some gifs from shows that Phil doesn't have time to watch. There are a lot of familiar walls of text tagged as personal posts, but Phil still can't parse them without really trying.

They do reblog Phil's video posts, though. That makes him grin.

He scrolls back up to the top of the page to shoot them a message and immediately gets distracted by the bio.

winnie. 21. any pronouns.

For someone who sent Phil a wall of text that could be mistaken for copypasta at first glance, it's surprisingly succinct. Phil takes another swig of his coffee and tries not to get caught up on the last part of it.

Any pronouns? What does that mean, any pronouns? What if Phil uses the wrong ones? He isn't exactly a queer theory student, and as much as he supports everybody under his little rainbow umbrella, he's got to admit that a lot of things still go over his head.

He dithers for so long that his laptop screen goes black, and he makes a face at himself in its reflection. Surely he's overthinking this.

Hi!, Phil types, and then accidentally hits enter. He was just trying not to send the fan a paragraph back, but, fine. Oops. So I'm looking into the things you sent me on the Wilkins place and I'm really impressed by the amount of time you put into this? Like it makes MY job a lot easier haha. Is he a triple-texter? He's a triple-texter. The first one didn't count anyway. So thanks!!!!! I'll def give you credit in the video, but is there anything else I can do to pay you back?

Not literally, he wants to add right after he's sent it. Oh, well. He can't just keep spamming this poor person's chat. He hopes it's obvious that he'd offer monetary compensation if he had it.

Phil leaves the Tumblr tab open and works on editing for a little while. It's almost frustrating how bad this video is, how little effort and energy Phil has started putting into these, and he doesn't know how to fix it short of rethinking his entire career.

He could easily keep churning these out for as long as people watch them, but. He's not having fun anymore.

The Phil on his laptop screen is asking questions, wandering around a cemetery just to see if anything will happen, and Phil can't help comparing it to things he did last year, the year before that, the year before that - it feels like his content is declining as his enthusiasm for the topic does, or maybe vice versa.

Phil zones out for so long that the dryer chime goes off from the hallway, echoing through the old, creaky house. He'd given up on sorting the loads after the fifth shirt that could belong to any of them, so he just takes his own things out and folds his housemates' clothes into one basket.

They can figure it out, he's sure. There's only two bedrooms between the three of them, so there's only two closets, and Phil has gone so long without knowing who's officially sharing that it would be awkward to ask now.

Phil swaps the load over and goes back to his laptop, even though the very last thing he wants to do is continue editing and uploading this mediocre video.

The thing is, Phil doesn't need his content to be perfect. He's happy to post things that just make him laugh or have a nicely spooky vibe or whatever, he doesn't need to solve mysteries every month or two. It's just that. He can hear how little he cares about it, lately. It won't be long before people notice, if they haven't already.

Phil sighs and exits the project. Maybe this video is best left unposted. He's not happy with it at all.

Maybe, if this Wilkins place video doesn't pan out, Phil can start redirecting his energy into a different type of creative output. He's got so many stories bouncing around in his mind, he just needs to figure out how he wants to tell them.

It sounds like his father's voice inside his head, telling him you can't chase ghosts forever. He wishes he still had the gumption to disagree with it.

His laptop makes a little noise, and Phil blinks back to reality. He has to click on a few different tabs to figure out where it came from, but then he realises that he's gotten a response on Tumblr.

Phil smiles despite himself and gets ready for another difficult-to-read message.

Sure enough: UHHHHHH hi hello what the fuck i didnt expect you to say anything this is so weird i am being so weird right now um like no problem? i was procrastinating an essay and this was more fun to research so you dont have to thank me or pay me back whatever that means like i was just fucking around its fine but thank you?????

Phil thinks about the four word Tumblr bio again and snorts. Maybe Winnie wanted to seem as cool and minimalist as their theme itself was.

Procrastination or not, I appreciate it!, Phil replies. Would it be ok if I use you as a reference?

?????????????? i mean yeah but what the fuck, he gets back almost immediately.

It's nice to see you know some punctuation! Sorry if it's weird to reach out like this, I just wanted to like acknowledge the work you put in. I don't have to mention you in the video if you'd prefer!

The sound of the front door creaking open and slamming shut interrupts Phil's nervous typing. He freezes for a moment, fingers still on the keyboard, but then PJ comes in the kitchen with a little salute and several bags of craft supplies, and Phil can breathe again.

It isn't that the other people who live in this house are bad people. Far from it. It's just that, of the people Phil has opted to share this large space with for nearly two years, only three of them have made any kind of effort to understand Phil. The others are nice enough, he supposes, but sometimes they come and go and new people replace them and - Phil isn't exactly good with change, is the thing.

So he relaxes when he can talk to PJ instead of making small talk with someone who thinks he's weird and too messy. "Hey! How's your day?"

"Better than yours," PJ laughs. He drops all the bags on the table and starts puttering around the kitchen. "Hungry?"

"Please. And it wasn't so bad, I got some work done."

"Yeah? Any new info on the new haunt?"

It's incredible how genuinely interested PJ always is in Phil's work. Phil grins down at his keyboard and shrugs a bit. "Some. Mostly just poking around right now, though. Mar's asking his friends too. Oh, and I thanked the person who sent it in."

"That's good," PJ says. He's putting the kettle on, because that's what PJ does when he comes home. "How'd they react?"

"Mostly confusion," Phil laughs. He glances at his screen to see if Winnie has responded - they haven't - and chews on his lip a little bit. "Hey, Peej? If someone says any pronouns are fine, what does that mean?"

"Generally," PJ hums, "it seems like it would mean any pronouns are fine."

"Oh, shut up." Phil runs a hand through his hair, always anxious about getting stuff like this wrong.

"I'm not joking," PJ says, although his tone is still light.

"Oh. So it just... doesn't matter?"

"Not to some people, I guess." PJ leans against the counter as he waits for the water to boil. At least he's smiling, although Phil can't help but notice that it's a little patronizing. "You do know that I'm not a gender guru, right? I'm barely a gender novice. I failed gender out the gate, buddy."

Phil knows his cheeks are pinking up a bit, but he rolls his eyes. "Shut up," he repeats. "You still know way more than me."

The shrug he gets in response makes Phil huff a laugh. This isn't something they talk about, but Phil has been present for enough of Chris and PJ's conversations that he'd gotten the idea.

He wonders if PJ cares that he's bringing it up. Is he making PJ uncomfortable? They don't talk about this.

"Stop spiralling," PJ says easily. His smile is warmer, now. "I don't hate you, nobody hates you, and the fan who doesn't care about pronouns certainly doesn't hate you. If you're that worried about upsetting them, though, you can always ask."

Maybe he's known PJ too long. He's grateful for it, still, so relieved that he doesn't have to voice the swirling anxiety of doing something wrong when he only has the best intentions.

"I guess I could do that," Phil mutters, embarrassed by how easily he's been read.

Winnie's responded by the time Phil looks back at the chat window, a lmao yeah ofc thats fine i just cant believe you want to, im not trying to b weird ive just been a fan for a really long time?? (used a comma for you too) (and brackets) (youre welcome) that makes Phil smile.

Awesome! And are the name Winnie & they/them pronouns fine to talk about you with, or do you prefer something else for this?

no yeah thats good idc how you refer to me, is Winnie's immediate response. It's stupid how much of a load feels like it's been lifted off of Phil's shoulders at that easy reassurance.

"You were right," Phil informs PJ.

PJ nods, solemn, as he stirs his noodles. "I often am."

"You're annoying, also," says Phil. "Hey. D'you wanna come up north with me?"

"Phil," says PJ dramatically, holding the wooden spoon up to his heart. "Are you asking me to run away with you?"

"No, absolutely not, stop making that joke." There's no way in hell Phil is going to keep putting up with this from both of them, and PJ is more likely to listen to him than Chris is.

PJ laughs. "Yeah, yeah. You going to see the haunt?"

"If my parents are okay with us hanging out for the weekend, yeah."

"Oh, okay," says PJ. "We're just waiting on confirmation that Kath and Nigel want to spend time with you? Might as well pack now."

"Your stuff's folded," Phil says helpfully. PJ throws a noodle in his general direction. It flops onto the floor between them, a sad, wet spiral of a thing, and Phil touches his nose at the same time PJ does.

"Well, one of us has to pick it up," PJ says in his Reasonable Adult voice, as if he hadn't thrown it in the first place.

Phil looks at his laptop, valiantly pretending not to see the floor noodle, and blinks.

and i mean i havent seen any of this shit firsthand but if you need to ask me anything about the stuff thats gone down im always free. like literally always.

#phanfic #phanfiction #dnp fic #phan #words words words #quiet on widow's peak

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kadoodles-on-ao3 · 2 years ago

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So uhhhhhh I may have accidentally hit "post" instead of "save as draft" on my work skin sharing fic.

Oops

#aside #gahhhhh i feel horrible i really wanted to post my actual fic first :(((#i was so careful when editing the work skin fic to make sure i didn't click post but all it takes is one slip up #i'm really sorry to everyone who's subscribed and saw me finally update but instead of actual content it's just this!!#i promise more is on the way!!!!

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mintyjin · 8 years ago

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GOT7: confessing when they think their crush is asleep

Oooooohh I had fun writing the other one so I’m excited and !! thank you very much wow

Mark:

Mark couldn’t explain why he had said it, but when he saw you sleeping so peacefully, something tugged in his heart and those three fatal words slipped out before he could catch them. Immediately, your eyes shot wide open and found him standing over you and he’d feel his stomach drop. He’d manage to offer a small smile through his internal panic and shyly ask, “...So?” and pray to every deity he’d ever heard of that you wouldn’t reject him of course you wouldn’t. If you told him you returned his feelings, I’m fairly confident he’d crawl beside you on whatever you were ‘sleeping’ on and have a little mini cuddle session awww mark ily

Jaebum:

Jaebum’s heart would stop when you opened your eyes and gaped at him, but only for a second. After all, he’s always made his feelings really obvious, subtly not taking your hand in his and staring at you admiringly even after you blushed and asked him what he was doing. So when he figured out that you were awake to hear him say he loves you, he’d think well, now that’s out of the way. He’d shoot you a small smirk and say, “It’s true, if you were wondering,” and watch your face closely to gauge your reaction. If you said you loved him too, he’d feel a massive weight lift off his shoulders as a smile broke over his face, which was slightly pinker than it used to be

Jackson:

Jackson would hate that he confessed like this, accidentally. He’d probably have a mini-freak out when you opened your eyes and gaped at him, making a panicked high-pitched noise and waving his hands around to try and tell you to forget about it. He’d probably stutter something out about he was going to confess to you next week, so maybe you could just wait until then because he really put a lot of work into it and you’ll like it, he swears omg calm him down. Truthfully, he’s dying to know if you return his feelings or not and the curiosity/agony would eventually get the better of him and he’d stop his panicking to ask if you do with a serious expression on his face

Jinyoung:

Jinyoung would freeze when you ‘woke up.’ His heart would stop for a second and then it would beat faster than ever before, the only thoughts running through his brain would be curses. He would’ve wanted his confession to you to be perfect so you’d remember it forever and, more importantly, he’d know what to say and do. He’d just sort of stare at you with his mouth hanging open before clearing his throat and deciding to just go with it. He’d tell you it was true, that he really cared for you, but if you didn’t return the feeling or needed time to think, he understood. If you told him you felt the same why wouldn’t you tho he’d blush and do his precious eye-smile thing before asking you if you wanted to go for dinner tomorrow night again why wouldn’t you

Youngjae:

Dead. Please help Youngjae, okay. He’s always more reserved and awkward around you because he likes you a lot and doesn’t want to make a fool of himself, but now he feels like he’s gone and done exactly that. His eyes would get wider than you’ve ever seen them and he’d blush and try to stutter something out about how he was sorry, so sorry, and will be leaving now, so you can go to sleep for real he promises he won’t bother you again save him. He probably would get up to leave run away but if you told him you liked him a lot, too, he’d stop and laugh a little because wow he cannot believe his luck

BamBam:

When you suddenly opened your eyes after his ‘confession,’ BamBam would try his hardest not to let you see how much he was freaking out. He’d probably try to play it slick and tell you there were a lot of things he cared deeply about: dancing, food, music, animals, whatever. Basically, he’d be trying to cover his ass but it would not work because his hands would shake and he’d have a panicked look in his eyes as he prayed that you’d either buy his flimsy excuse or see through it and say you returned the feelings. If you did accept, he’d let out a little laugh and shriek of joy, then go back to trying to play it cool and say, “Of course, why wouldn’t you?” hit him

Yugyeom:

Nope. He’s not prepared at all. Yugyeom would’ve been planning to confess to you soon, but not like this. He’d blush when you looked at him, a few nervous laughs escaping his mouth. He’d probably run his fingers through his hair and try his hardest not to look at you because he’s terrified of what you’ll say. “Honestly,” he’d explain, “I mean it, but it wasn’t supposed to happen like this. I’m sorry for that.” When you say you feel the same way, it would be like five seconds before he actually processed that fact and allowed a big-ass smile to take over his features

a/n: I thought I posted this hours ago but my dumb butt saved it as a draft oops

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