#Anyway it’s a genius tactic and it makes me so angry. IT’S SO CLEVER.

[shima-draws]

The fact that One Piece has CONTINUOUSLY done character death fakeouts to the point where when someone dies you EXPECT them to turn around and say oh actually haha I survived jk lol not dead. But it’s all just a setup. They’re doing this to me on purpose so that when someone ACTUALLY dies for realsies and STAYS dead it is going to Hurt. And I am not Ready for that,

[collecting-stories]

Jellyfish - JJ Maybank

Request: Hey! I was wondering or you could do an outer banks imagine where like in season one the pogues leave kie, Sarah and reader on a boat, and the reader is the one getting stung by a jellyfish. The night goes on and she starts having an allergic reaction the jellyfish sting and her breathing starts to go bad and all dizzy. The girls have to call a mayday. And the sherif/ambulance boat? Comes and gets her or the pogues come back the next morning and she is not well at all. Then hospital. The pogues feel really badx Maybe reader x jj?  

A/N: I just started a rewatch of s1 tonight so I can finally watch s2...also I googled allergic reactions to a jellyfish sting for this. 

Outer Banks Masterlist

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Sarah stood beside you, practically holding you up, as you emptied the contents of your stomach into the marsh for the fifth time in so many minutes. The boys plan to strand Sarah and Kiara on the boat hadn’t been a very clever one and when you had protested JJ had jokingly pushed you over the edge of the HMS, claiming that now you too were stranded with them. 

It wasn’t exactly how you’d planned to spend your night, especially with everyone on each other’s nerves as severely as they were, you’d been looking forward to taking advantage of that and spending the night back at your house with JJ. Instead, you were stranded on Heyward’s boat with Kiara and Sarah bitching at each other. Not to mention the angry red mark blossoming over your stomach from the jellyfish that had stung you as you’d tread water earlier.  

“I thought you said you could fix this stupid piece of shit!” Sarah shouted to Kiara as she rubbed her hand along your back. The juxaposition of her kindness to you and her edgyness with Kiara wasn’t lost on you...even as you felt your head swimming.  

“I gotta lay down,” you urged, hands gripping the edge of the boat as you rested your chin against the cool side, staring into the murky water. It was starting to get darker outside but you weren’t paying attention to that anymore. You felt like you were going to throw up again though this time it felt prompted by the dizzy feeling when you moved your head and not the pain shooting through your abdomen.  

“Okay, let’s lay down...do you want a blanket or something?” Sarah asked, eyes darting around the boat to check for any spare blankets or sweatshirts.

You shook your head, immediately regretting the action as your vision blurred. “No...no, it’s so hot.” When you struggled to get JJ’s shirt over your head without moving too much, Sarah grabbed the hem of the shirt and eased it up.  

“She doesn’t need your help!” Kiara yelled from the hatch, looking out at you with concern. You’d been fine earlier, before you’d boarded the boat with them, before the jellyfish stung you, but now you were doing worse and worse. She was trying to fix the boat but it was obvious that JJ and John B’s genius plan had included purposely sabotaging any chance they had of getting the boat back to shore.  

“Obviously, she does!” Sarah shouted back, “she’s puking over the side of the fucking boat! What was in that shit you rolled anyway?”

Kiara looked incredulous at the suggestion that it was the weed they’d smoked that made you like this, “oh cause I poisoned my best friend with weed? Is that it?”  

“Maybe!” Sarah shrugged, “how should I know.”

“Not helping,” you groaned, rolling to the side and pressing your hand against your stomach. “Kie...my stomach is killing me.”  

“What can I do?” She asked, coming back over to you and Sarah.  

“Call for the coast guard or something?” Sarah suggested, looking out over the marsh as if someone would just happen to be driving through. It was pitch black now, the night falling completely. It wasn’t too late yet, close to 9:30p Sarah supposed, but she wasn’t confident that this could last until morning. Who knew when the boys would come back?

“With what phone Sarah? The tower is down.”  

“Swim to shore or something then!” She snapped.

“Sure, no problem...why didn’t I think of that? I’ll jump in the fucking marsh in the pitch black and swim toward what I think might be land!” Kiara shouted.

“Guys,” you snapped, pulling yourself up to the edge of the ship again. You felt like you were going to throw up again but there wasn’t anything left in your stomach, “shut the fuck up! You aren’t helping...I know they messed with the boat, is the radio working?”

“Let me check.” Kiara stood up from your side and headed back to the controls, checking the radio. “I’ve got a signal!”  

You weren’t sure how long it took between Kiara signaling a mayday and the police boat actually coming out on the marsh because you passed out soon after she’d gotten the signal, slumped against Sarah, the pain in your side and abdomen too much for you to bear. Neither of the girls wanted to leave you overnight in the hospital, worried something would happen the second they left your side, so Kiara scribbled a note and left it taped to the window of the boat.  

Gone to the hospital – was all it said. Not very descriptive but extremely alarming, the boys had arrived at the emergency room frantic.  

“What the fuck kind of scare tactic was that Kie!” JJ had shouted down the hallway when he saw his friend outside one of the rooms. A nurse down the same hall shushed him as he passed her and he turned around to flip her off.  

“Excuse me but you three deserve it after the shit you pulled! Leaving us stranded out there with no communication? You’re lucky the radio worked.” Sarah hissed, shoving JJ when he tried to get passed her into the room.  

The second he’d seen her it had been clear the person who was missing, the one who was undoubtedly in the hospital bed in the room he was standing outside of. You’d gotten hurt, seriously if you were here, if they’d had to mayday a police boat.

“What happened?” Pope asked, quieter than his best friend had been able to muster.

“She’s allergic to jellyfish.” Sarah replied, turning a glare on JJ, “when this moron pushed her in the water she got stung and had a reaction.”  

“Is she okay?”

“She’ll be alright...she’s dehydrated though, so she’s on fluids for the rest of the – JJ!” Kiara snapped when he pushed passed her to get into the room. He moved the curtain aside to see you there, still a little out of it from the exhaustion of the night before but you smiled when you saw him.  

“Hey,” he dropped his voice down to a whisper, a contrast to the sharp scrap of the chair that he dragged to your bedside, “I’m so sorry.”

“Guess I’m allergic to something after all.” You managed to tease, recalling the conversation you’d had a few weeks earlier when JJ had begrudgingly given up the peanut butter and jelly sandwich he was trying to make at John B’s when you reminded him that he was highly allergic to peanuts.

He’d claimed that “maybe it went away”, a possibility you both knew to be impossible while you told him that you weren’t stabbing him with an epi-pen if he had an allergic reaction. “I would stab you, if you were allergic to anything,” JJ had replied, settling for jelly on toast instead. 

“That doesn’t make me feel better.” JJ said now, eyeing the bag of fluids that was connected to you via IV. “I would’ve been fine thinking you didn’t have any allergies.” 

“It’s not your fault JJ, it was an accident...I could’ve been stung a million times before this, we literally live on the coast.” You tried to laugh and coughed; throat still sore. JJ grabbed for the pitcher of water at your bedside and poured you a glass, leaning over to help you swallow.  

“Yeah but you didn't get stung a million times before this...you got stung after I pushed you in!”

“We should let you get some rest,” Pope’s voice sounded over JJ’s shoulder and you both looked over to where he was standing at the curtain. He smiled at you, a silent ‘glad you’re okay’ and ‘sorry’ rolled into one.  

You nodded, more than aware that you were on the verge of falling asleep again. Still, you reached for your boyfriend’s hand, settling for his wrist instead as he was still holding the plastic cup. “Will you stay?” you asked, eyes meeting JJ’s.  

“Yeah, of course.” He promised, sitting back down, “I’m not going anywhere.” He didn’t mention the absolute panic that had racked through him when he saw Kiara’s note or realized you were the one that was injured and he definitely didn’t tell you how severely he blamed himself for you getting stung in the first place, instead he just sat there holding your hand and promising that he would stay there with you until you were discharged. “Everything’s okay, you’re okay.”  

[cogentranting]

Season 7′s flashforwards focused very heavily on ways that William is like Felicity and ways that Mia is like Oliver. And while I don’t want either to go away, I would like some of the reverse. Mia’s Felicity traits and William’s Oliver traits. 

William is a lot like Felicity, yes. But when he was younger he showed more Oliver traits and I’d like to see some of those come back and some new ones emerge.  Young William had some of Oliver’s leadership. Have William start to butt heads with Mia (since Mia definitely has at least Oliver’s independence) over decisions. Imagine having two Oliver’s disagreeing with each other about what to do. Now give me that scene with William and Mia. In that same vein, William’s got Oliver’s stubbornness, but I’d like it showcased a little more.  Push William further. William as we saw him in season 7 was at first bitter and hurt and holding back, and then happy to have some family again. Now, push him so that we see what William does when he or his loved ones are threatened. Let’s see William angry and fighting back. Let’s see if he got the Queen gene for ruthlessness and ‘whatever the cost’ cutthroat strategy.   Show me that he got Oliver’s charm. Because when Oliver was putting on his best public face (the playboy, the nightclub owner, the CEO, the mayor) he could be very charming. And with that, make William a good liar, just like his father.  Have William push people away when something goes wrong, just like Oliver and just like we see young William do. Let the man brood like his father before him.  And, since they’ve revealed Oliver’s death now, we should see more of his grieving for Oliver, so maybe there can be some aspects of that in this. My thought: we had multiple scenes of Oliver/William bonding revolve around Oliver cooking for or with William. Show that as an adult William took an interest in cooking because of Oliver. 

And Mia. Mia is so like Oliver and they should not take away from that at all. But let’s bring forward the Felicity side, which in my mind should come forward more when she’s doing daily life things, and when she’s relaxed and happy.  Give me Mia stress eating (mint chip of course), and making movie references and the kind of dorky jokes Felicity would make. Just in general, give Mia Felicity’s sense of humor.  Give Mia a way with words. Felicity is really good at finding words to inspire and encourage people. Give Mia that talent as well (you know, when she’s less mad at the world). Make Mia always the drop of a hat away from a rousing speech (but mix in some Oliver as well and make her speeches a little less hopeful and little bit more ‘prepare for war!”).  Make Mia a genius. BUT since William is the tech nerd, make Mia a humanities nerd more like Oliver. Oliver is the one we’re shown writing things or reading and referencing different classic novels. Now let Mia have that times 10. She’s clever and a strategist like Oliver, but she’s also booksmart like Felicity except that she dedicates all of that to history and classic novels and different legends. Show me Mia who can recite the Odyssey by heart, who knows every famous general from world history, who sprinkles in quotes from philosophers, who has read “the Art of War” backwards and forwards, who knows about random obscure mythical warriors. Add into that Oliver’s skill with languages-- give me Mia who speaks four languages fluently (Felicity rebelled against her mother by building computers and going to MIT, teenage Mia rebelled by saying ‘no Mom, a STEM major is YOUR dream. I’m gonna study history and literature!). Even if Mia’s not a full on genius like Felicity and William, give her something she’s a nerd about.  And this one is non-negotiable. I need Mia to babble. In fact, in my ideal world, Mia would flirt like all the most awkward traits of Felicity and Oliver combined. She would babble and trip over her words, make up a ridiculous lie to cover, emotionally push the person away, and then go show off by shooting things and doing the salmon ladder.  In general I want Mia to be a beautiful mix of hypercompetent in the manner of both her parents (very good fighter, very tactically minded, very nerdy, very good memory, very smart) and endearingly socially awkward in the manner of both her parents (babbling, brooding, isolating herself, awkwardly unwilling to talk about her feelings, covering her feelings with humor). 

Anyway if season 8 doesn’t give me this I’m gonna need you guys to write me some fics that do. 

[werewolves-are-real]

I love all of your stories, especially ones featuring Napoleon/Laurence ! You have made me ship them

Now, that’s an interesting idea. Part of this depends on when he traveled back to - but for simplicity’s sake let’s say it was actually sometime before he became Consul.

While not wanting to downplay Napoleon’s ridiculous fixation on Laurence, I do think he would have bigger priorities. He also wouldn’t want to do anything to jeopardize his chances of becoming Emperor, so most of his actions up until the coup of 18 Brumaire would probably stay fairly similar.

But one thing I could see him changing - majorly - is the Battle of the Nile, where the French lost. News of that battle reached Europe slowly - everyone knew about the loss, of course, but by the time the full implications of it were understood, Napoleon was already consul. So he’d probably feel justified in trying to alter those events, and subsequently weaken England/elevate his own reputation.

Incidentally, William Laurence was also at the Nile.

Now - Napoleon was an extreme micro-manager, so I could absolutely see him taking time to see if he could somehow persuade a younger William Laurence to have some sympathy for his ideas. But Temeraire’s egg hasn’t hatched, so to consider his actions it’s also necessary to ask - does he want Laurence to captain the Reliant, and subsequently stumble over Temeraire’s egg? Does he want to try getting Temeraire’s egg himself, for the sake of better relations with China?

I could see it both ways - Napoleon could absolutely make use of Temeraire’s cleverness, not to mention his political connections, but Laurence & Temeraire together are bizarre agents of chaos, and could be useful if they were made loyal to him instead of England.

Because I think the idea of Temeraire picking anyone but Laurence is genuinely heartbreaking, I’m going to proceed on the assumption that Napoleon wants them together, and loyal to France.

In which case he’d probably make a point of seeking out a younger William Laurence, being very civil and generous, and showing the greatest kindness to everyone in the vicinity. He’s utterly charismatic. He would seem utterly reasonable and find time to debate with Laurence about the ethics of France’s position. (Whenever Laurence objected, he would make vague allusions to France’s current potential for great changes, etc, which would suddenly become horrifying clear in retrospect when he’s elected Consul)

Then Napoleon would just… let things proceed, I guess. Slowly using his knowledge of future events to go from being called a ‘tactical genius’ to a fucking prophet, possibly.

Around the time of the Battle of Dover, he’d find an excuse to reach out and invite Captain Laurence & Temeraire to talk about the egg, and the political situation with China, etc etc. It would seem very reasonable and civil and England would finally agree to open talks, and after they left Dover Napoleon would proceed with the invasion of Britain, which would succeed without Temeraire’s Divine Wind to destroy the transports.

Naturally this outrages Temeraire’s crew, but what are they angry about? I mean. The British were totally outnumbered, it’s not like Temeraire could have changed the course of the battle, right?

(Napoleon’s kind of a bastard this way)

Anyway, Napoleon now has control of England, Laurence is possibly better inclined toward him and also in his control/open to manipulation, and Napoleon has a decent idea of how the next decade will play out. Checkmate, world.

[makanidotdot]

In a perfect world how would you want the Darkshore events go down? PS. Your Jaina x Tyrande was really adorable. Could you do more? Seems those two have a lot in common now.

So, all my unhappiness basically stems from this conversation Saurfang and Sylvanas have in A Good War, namely this part where Sylvanas gives her thesis statement for the expansion:

Everything she does in Darkshore is because of this mindset.  She doesn’t believe peace will last, therefore they need to attack now.

It’s this line of reasoning that feels so utterly uninspired to me, so basically everything she does in Darkshore doesn’t really sit right with me.  The fact she believes peace will not last is totally fine- I don’t think Sylvanas is ever going to be a huge fan of peace.  Forsaken are not going to be a particularly strong race for very long if the only people who are dying are frail old geezers who die in their sleep.

It’s the idea that Sylvanas wouldn’t see an actually believable, temporary peace as a HUGE opportunity to exploit and infiltrate and backstab that’s such a huge let down.  Isn’t Sylvanas supposed to be underhanded and sneaky and clever?  Why is she not more insidious, like I dunno, poison?  Which she’s known for?  Wouldn’t she see peace as the Alliance being foolish and baring their necks to her?   Why would she squander that?  Why not engineer a situation that makes it look like the Alliance is the aggressor when you come to blows, so the Horde is 100% behind you instead of extremely skeptical?

She even says later on about going to war:  

And believing that, answer this, Saurfang: what use is delaying the inevitable?” 

Answer: A lot of potential fucking use?? It feels SO forced to have both Saurfang (because he’s basically just like GEE I guess I can’t see any holes in your logic, it’s just not honorbul!) and Sylvanas be this thick.  It feels like the writers just leaving author’s notes like “Note: sylvanas is a tactical genius so this is actually smart” instead of just writing something smart.  I think it’s fairly obvious the original goal was probably “Ok lets destroy Darnassus for hype and because players don’t go there” and then they had to write Sylvanas into doing it, rather than Sylvanas’s story actually having any reason to want to take out Darnassus.  And, on its face, is a fine order of operations, it’s just that it feels like it was done as lazily as possible.  She does it because she’s 1. evil 2. angry?  Ship it.   

What happened to this Sylvanas, from Edge of Night:

Ah yes, displacing your own people, pouring blight all over your own troops, making sure every Alliance sword that wasn’t already focused on you gets pointed at your throat, with no next move planned past “well I’ll blight my own city, that’ll show them!  Then I’ll ask trolls for help”   Really reinforcing that bulwark against the infinite, I see.  

anyway yeah i got more jaina/tyrande to post and some sneaky sylv au im drawing so i’ll finish that lol