#au advice idfk

[corpseybun]

Why does designing fnaf shit have to be so hard😭😭

Literally, all I want to make is a solid william n michael design, but then my brain darts around to every aspect besides them. The main focus of my au isn't even the animatronics, yet my brain insists those should be made first for some reason.

[rookieclaire]

listen to 'this night has opened my eyes' by the smiths while reading!

adam's medical analysis from a teenager who has no idea what he's doing but has internet access >_<.

why does no one talk about adam's injuries after the bathroom trap?

obviously his shoulders messed up, yeah, but what else? well in this hypothetical we'll assume that instead of amanda coming to kill adam it's larry coming to save him. it's estimated that this was three(?) days after the bathroom trap. 

realistically he would be incredibly malnourished and would die from dehydration unless he drank the water from the bathtub/toilet (let's say he did in this au) which would cause him diseases such as sepsis, cholera, e. coli, the such. and if any one of you goes “well! he could have eaten zepp!” i’m not even entertaining that. obviously, sure, he could have, but for my own sake let's say he didn’t. sorry guys i’m not that committed

another reason i don’t think he would eat zepp is because he was barely alive when mandy killed him. his fight or flight kicked in and thats why he went so hard. this motherfucker got electrocuted several times after he was shot. he almost immediately gave up on moving unless necessary. 

his ankle would probably be rubbed raw and sprained. i couldn't find a lot of information about ankle shackling and what it does… so… i’m just guessing at this point. not to mention the fact they’re both barefoot? adam probably stepped on the glass he threw several times​​​. you can hear glass crunching under mandy’s boot in saw three. that's how loud it is.

he would probably need physical therapy. not as much for his leg as larry, but definitely some.

back to his shoulder: assuming he didnt die of shock. adam still has his overshirt from the beginning of the movie. he could have taken advice from lawrence and put that onto his shoulder and stopped his bleeding. but since he didn’t, let’s assume the best solution is losing mobility in his right shoulder/arm. 

adam’s immune system would also be incredibly shit after this. he’d probably be feverish, delusional, etc. when we saw mandy killing adam he looked like he was having delusions.

when adam is killed by mandy he starts coughing up blood (given this was after he hit his head) but we can also argue that this is another side effect? of what, you may be wondering. idfk some problems. maybe electrocution! 

again with the malnourishment i feel like it would be hard for him to eat after this because like.. he’d get sick a lot… i guess…

tldr: adam would be malnourished and unable to eat for a while, his ankle would be sprained and rubbed raw, defo has an infection, no immune system, little to no function in right arm, feet would also get very cut up.

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now, his canon death. let's talk about it, shall we? he got his head bashed in and suffocated. the man threw up his own blood. three things that definitely cause death! i think this is the order it happened since no one can decide. concussion, throws up own blood, chokes on it, since he can’t breath to begin with, he dies from asphyxiation. if we follow matpat’s theory that he faked his death, we can argue back that even if he somehow survived that he would almost 100% die from his concussion or choking on his own sick. 

tldr: adam is dead :(

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also adam wears combat boots. this isn’t important by any means. i just wanted to point it out. and his boxers look hella cool. They’re just polka dots but i like them lots.

anyways guys like and follow for a part two feel free to tell me to add things in reblogs/comments and i will share my opinion. Remember i am not a doctor i’m just a teenager with webmd and a dad who said it was pretty accurate! if ur shot go to the hospital trust. umm yeah:3

[theloveinc]

bakugo x reader - i guess a lil drabble related to my succession!au here! caitie writing? it's more........ no jk im just as surprised as you...

(warning - toxic relationships, sex as business tactic, you wear a thong but gn otherwise i think, made up business lingo idfk)

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You’re already waiting for him by the time Bakugo makes it back to his office. 

Blazer off and strewn across the arm of the leather armchair you lean against, fingernails clacking away as you type a message on your phone; you look busy, you look sexy, you look mad, though he already knows why you’re here and you waste no time either in looking up from your device to absolutely scour. 

 “Fuckin' what?” he grumbles, throwing his own jacket and stack of files next to yours, refusing to give in to the thought of looking into your eyes, something he knows will cause more of a fire to light up in his veins rather than put him into a business-like mood.

“You said no.” 

“‘Course I did," he responds before you can say anything else. "Your write-up was crap, and I don’t feel like wasting time entertaining unnecessary shit.” 

“It’s a good plan. Would make up the public outburst you had that tanked our stock fifteen percent. You and I both know that.” 

He does, but he doesn't care enough to risk another move that might cause more harm than good. It's not like his sour personality is a secret from the business world or has stopped him from getting what he wanted in the past.

“If you care so much about it just go ‘n get Deku to approve it. Fuck knows all you do when I disagree with your stupid ass ideas is cry and get him to start signing shit, anyway."

“That is not true!” you hiss, one of Bakugo’s very-clearly-plucked eyebrows immediately raising at the annoyance in your voice. “My advice is great, and yeah, I do think you should take it sometimes.”

“It’s average at best and you fucking know it"—it's actually better than average, way better, it's just hard to say now that Deku's got top spot in the running for CEO, a fact that pisses Bakugo off so badly that he can't even think about your talent lest he lose his mind even more—"You’re just one of the board's little brats. Spoiled rotten.” 

You purse your lips at that, eyes narrowing as he stands up tall. “Like you’re any better. Getting mommy to call competitors anytime one of your shitty deals doesn’t go through.”

He approaches you, hands leaving his pockets as he walks you back into his desk—your ass meeting the oak just as he begins unlocking his cuff links and pushing his sleeves up to the bend of his elbows. You stand there in silence, in faux-battle through your glares, though it’s not much longer before he puts his hands on your waist and jerks you to his chest. 

“Least I do my damn job instead of sucking dick on company time.”

(You don’t remind him that it was actually him on his knees the last time any inappropriate workplace intercourse occurred… nor that it was Kiri’s idea—not yours—to screw your way into Yo Shindo’s board of investors. He already started a fight the first time it came up, lord knows he’d have an aneurysm if used it against him in an argument, too.) 

“Fine,” you wiggle your hips in an attempt to loosen the static between your bodies, but he only seems to get closer: the newly-tenting fly of his slacks digging into the soft dip of your own pants, instead. “Next time I’ll go ask Todoroki for advice then and you can work alone.”

He nips at you where his mouth presses against your cheek, hands splayed on your back to keep you from being pressed into the hard line of wood at your hips. You inhale at the contact, turning your face away from him if only to let his mouth fall next to your ear. 

“Talk to that half and half fucker in front of me, baby,” he whispers, “and you watch what fucking happens.” 

His fingers dip themselves into the band of your panties, tugging the elastic away from your skin in such a manner that the string of your thong gets pulled taut between your ass cheeks. 

“Bakugo…” you warn, pulling back to glare at him though simultaneously giving into the fight, your hands leaving your hips to swat his away from behind you before they’re allowed to do anything more lewd.

He huffs, though his chest rumbles in the most silent of laughs as he catches your palms in his, swinging them back around til he’s holding them between you at your front. 

“You’re such a damn tease,” he leans down close enough to touch his nose with yours, your breath warm and enticing on his lips. “Gimme a kiss for wasting my time.”

You roll your eyes. “No. I’m reporting you to HR.” 

“Like hell you are. Kiss me.” 

 “I’m gonna kiss Deku.” 

Hands still tangled with yours, he tears away for only a moment to fake a gag over his shoulder. 

“That’s even worse!”

"You deserve it."

And he doesn't exactly disagree.

[violetscharcoal]

Gregory Violet Modern au!!!

part 2: dating headcanons!

notes: I feel like I could add more but my head is so empty istg!!!

again, english isnt my first language!!!

((ALSO IF YOU HAVE MORE HEADCANONS OR SCENARIOS PLEASE SEND THEM IN!!! 👹))

✩ I feel like he would be a very private person, I mean yeah the occasional handholding over campus but never more than that.

✩ also the other prefects (or are they even prefects in this au??? idfk) definitely made some fun of him but he ignored it mostly. it was just comments of if you guys hooked up yet… (you did, I’m writing a fic on that 😘)

✩ anyways! hes not a overly romantic person, from the outside atleast! but in his dorm hes the sweetest boyfriend you could ask for!

✩ He often lays his head on your shoudler while he sketches, in the beginning he said that it gives him ‘inspiration’… bullshit, it just calms him down!

✩ also for dates, definitely hand holding through some gardens! or visiting museums? just anything relatively quiet where he can just stay close to you.

✩ If there would be any troubles or fights, he would go to cheslock! not that he would give the best advice… (hc: ches is the perfect example of, mentally a slut, in reality a loser.)

✩ but back to you and greg! I feel like he isnt that big on petnames. he probably just calls you a shorter version of your name, or occasionally ‘dear’ or ‘my love’.

✩ Also I feel I feel like hes good at baking, he just never does it? but he might just pick up the hobby for you! and occasionally bring you cookies or cakes and whatever just to see a smile on your face while you munch it up!

✩ To go back on dates, if you would go to dates in public (like go to the city to shop or just traveling to the place of the date), he’d hold your hand the whole time. hes nervous so having you there would comfort him helps a lot. (also as a bonus, if you where in a really crowded place, like a train for example! he’d move his hand to feel your heartbeat <3)

✩ but overall: he’s a sweet guy, maybe too sweet at times? but that makes up for how silent he can be, he really tries to be the perfect boyfriend for you! but ofcourse no one is perfect (he’s close tho)! so if you like emo twinks who will draw you to death, date him!

[heartz4shauna]

Write something about a locked door or something? I don’t know (I too have no motivation but have two things I gotta write)

Locked Out

Word count: 1290 (my longest fic thing yet yippee!!)

Warnings: none just cutesy stuff kinda idk?? kinda Shauna x reader idfk yall also modern au.. GUYS IDK HOW TO LABEL THIS

a/n: so sorry this took me so long i was procrastinating so hard my bad ahhh also didn’t really know how to like.. finish it so it’s kinda shit but okay!!

You pulled into your driveway, the worries of the school day rushing out of you as quickly as they came. You grabbed your backpack from the passanger seat and got out of the car. Making your way up to your front door, you checked your pockets for your house key. Fuck. They weren’t there. You groaned in annoyance as you got to the door, dropping your backpack onto the ground and looking through it for your keys, but with no luck.

You pulled out your phone and called your mom. After a good five rings, she picked up. “Hello, I’m in work, what’s wrong?” You sighed into the phone, rubbing your forehead in exhaustion, “Uh, I forgot my keys. Is there like a spare under a plant pot or something?” You could practically hear your mom rolling her eyes on the other end, “No, there isn’t. Call your dad, he might be around,” she said just before she hung up. Alright then.

You took your moms advice and called your dad who picked up immediately, “Yes, hello, what’s wrong?” You huffed and explained to your dad what was going on, with a bit more drama. “Okay, so I had a shit day and I just wanted to get home and relax, right? Okay, so I got out of the car, checked my pockets. No keys! Just my luck. Called mom, no spare key apparently, so she told me to call you. Are you around or are you grocery shopping or something?” You could hear your dad sigh, which obviously meant “I’m about 34478 miles away.” You groaned and nodded to yourself, “Alright. I’ll see you later,” and you hung up.

You took a deep breath and decided to call your best friend, Shauna. Surely she could help you in some way? You dialed her phone number and it rang. No answer, no bother. Try again. You rang her again. No answer, fuck. Okay, third times a charm. Surely she wouldn’t leave you outside looking absolutely hideous and drenched in sweat after soccer practice. On the third try, she finally picked up, “Hello?” “Shauna, hey. Can you do me a favour?” You could hear from the noises around her she was still driving home, and lucky for you, she didn’t live too far from your house. “I could, sure. What’s up?” Chances are, she would most definitely do what you asked. You never asked her for much, really. This was nothing in the grand scheme of things.

“I forgot my house key, so I can’t get into my house. Could you take me back to yours? Just until my mom or dad gets home.” You dropped the bomb. Okay, maybe not a bomb but a hard boiled egg. “Uh, yeah, sure. I’ll come pick you up. I’m about fifteen minutes from your house. Just stay put.” A grin spread across your face. Success! Now all you had to do was wait outside for a good fifteen to twenty minutes, taking traffic into account, and no more worries.

You spent the next thirteen minutes scrolling on your phone and moaning to Van in your texts; “feel so stupid”, “forgot my keys”, “shauna my lord and saviour is picking me up!!!!:!:!2&/!:!” and Van would respond, “u are quite the interesting specimen”, “have fun with with the wifey”

After the excruciatingly long time of sixteen minutes, the last three minutes spent by counting the amount of leaves on the tree in your front lawn, your lord and saviour, Shauna, finally arrived outside your house. You waved at her quickly and picked up your backpack, swinging it over your shoulder. You ran over to her car and got into the passenger seat.

“Ugh, thank you, Shauna. I forgot my key, my dad’s out and my mom’s at work, so thanks,” you explained as she nodded along. “Why didn’t you just drive up to my house yourself?” She asked you, an eyebrow raised. You hadn’t thought about that. Fuck. “Uh, I didn’t want to take up too much space in your driveway..” you answered with a shrug. Sure, what you said made sense, but a shit excuse. Shauna just nodded, not really listening to your excuse, more so flattered you decided to call her out of all people.

“I hope your mom doesn’t mind, y’know. That I’m coming over and whatever,” you said, glancing away from the road for a moment. “Oh, no,” Shauna shook her head, “She doesn’t mind at all. She loves you.” That shocked you a little bit, usually when you came over to her house, her mom would give you looks, snarky smiles, the whole lot. But apparently she loved you? Weird. Your eyebrows creased together and, of course, Shauna noticed this.

“What? You don’t believe me?” she chuckled out, punching you softly in the shoulder. “I mean, usually she looks like a starving animal, watching its prey. Me, obviously, being the prey.” Shauna laughed, eyes widening in shock a little, “Really? That’s what she told me. She said, ‘You know your friend? The one who’s always over here, comes into the kitchen when I’m makin’ dinner? Actually a really sweet kid. I was iffy about ‘em at first, but,’ and then she shrugged. She does like you, trust me.” You listened intently to what her mom had told her, clearly interested in what she really thought of you behind all of the bitterness she showed you.

Shauna braked at a red light and handed you her unlocked phone, “Plug in the aux, Ms. Roan, if you please.” You smiled at her, opening her Spotify and playing her top playlist, whose name was “queen but like in a cunty way”, interesting. You picked up the aux wire, plugged it into her phone and pressed play on the playlist. The first song that came on was Red Wind Supernova by Chappell Roan. She looked back over at you as she continued to drive, humming along to the opening lyrics, whilst you sang, “She was a playboy, Brigitte Bardot. She showed me things, I didn’t know.” Shauna loudly sang after you, “Put her canine teeth in the side of my neck!”

You both chuckled at your equally horrible and loud voices, “So mad we didn’t get tickets,” you said with a frown. She groaned, “Ugh, I know. I would literally be screaming the entire way through. Got her CD, though..” She said in a sing-song voice. You shrugged, not satisfied with the outcome, “Not the same, is it?” She frowned, “Guess not.”

You pulled into her driveway and she parked the car, she got out after grabbing her backpack from the back seat and you followed. “Is your mom making dinner or is it too early for that?” You asked her as she unlocked her front door. “Uh, I dunno. It’s kinda early, so probably not yet?” You gave a nod as you walked into her house. “Mom, we’re home!” Shauna called out to her mom who was presumably in her bedroom. She kicked off her shoes and threw her backpack onto the floor near the door.

You walked into her living room and took a seat on the couch with a heavy sigh. Shauna came over and sat beside you, grabbing the remote from the tv off the coffee table. You pulled out your phone to see one new text message from your mom.

You unlocked your phone and read the message to yourself, “I’m almost at Shauna’s, I’m coming to pick you up in 10 minutes.” Sent 7 minutes ago. Damn. You huffed and showed your phone to Shauna who was flicking through channels, “Ugh, seriously? You just got here.” You shrugged, a guilty frown playing on your lips, “Sorry, man.”

[the-yapstarzzz]

y'all Ive had an au where Giorno joined La Squadra instead of the Bucci gang bouncing around my head like the Sony dvd logo for a little while, should I actually start writing it????? idfk i need some advice

[chigirizzz]

Mangaka au with Ena where she does the art and you write the story. When you tell her a character is supposed to be attractive and your advice to her is to base it off the prettiest person she knows, she bases said character off you. Then whenever you call the character hot / cute she fights the urge to yell that it's based off you

Idfk what this is but I love Ena and writer x artist 👍

THIS IS SO CUTE THIS WILL BE AT MY SELF SHIP POST THAT I WILL NEVER POST 🤍🥰

[cringy-undertale-theorizer]

hey, guys...I have a question for y'all. If it isn’t obvious by now, I’m obsessed with Undertale. Obsessed to the point I made my own multiverse, but...well, you fellow UT/DR fans know as well as I do the only AUs/MVs that make it into the wider fandom have, well, art. And my art...sucks ass. (evidence: https://www.tumblr.com/cringy-undertale-theorizer/700765660181135360/my-main-oc-lord-romanov-von-gaster-i-drew-him?source=share) The point is, god idfk, maybe I need to go to bed. I want to share my worlds with the fandom, but it’s all just words. I’ve tried making a wiki for it on Fandom but...I have no fucking clue how to operate that accursed site. I managed to create the page, The Grimverse Wiki, but, well- I can’t find it. I guess I’m just looking for advice on how to get my writing out there, yk? sorry to bother y’all.

[sevensugarpines]

i’m so disappointed in this fandom and the lack of gta!au video edits with iconic 80s pop songs

[totiredtowrite]

Hi it's me again 😀

Idk, can I request a soulmate au- the ✨red string of fate✨ connects us to ✨Shirabu✨. The reader kinda likes to mess with him- (to make him blush y'know), and Tendou might join in too just because– 🤷‍♂️ we like seeing a flustered Shirabu

Pls Shirabu doesn't get enough attention. I love him sm 🥺😔 Also, I noticed you had a lot of Ushijima reqs- holy frickin Asahi-

Have a good day/night 💚

– 🥑

Red Strings

Warnings - Cursing, a lil angst, I hardly ever proofread

Note: Yes avocado anon 😩😩. Wanna know something fun? Most of those Ushijima fics weren't requested, I'm just a filthy simp ✋😗. Also idfk how to write the red string soulmate au so here's some improvising on my part :)

Male Reader

"Kenjirou baby!"

Shirabu froze up, the volleyball he was getting ready to spike landing on his head and bouncing to the ground. He never understood why you pestered him with the pet names, but it's not like he could talk you out of it. He glowers at you, his face slowly turning bright red.

"Oh don't look so angry," You laughed and slung an arm around his shoulder.

"Why do you insist on being so annoying," Shirabu mutters and pulls away from your arm to pick up the volleyball he dropped.

"What can I say doll, the red strings got me all mixed up!" You winked at him.

"Don't be stupid," Shirabu rolls his eyes.

You laugh, though as soon as his back was turned you frowned. Maybe he couldn't see them, but you sure could. Naturally you joked about it all the time, but sometimes it got distracting how taunt the line was pulled when you were near him.

Tendou knew, Tendou knew everything. Naturally he was the one who suggested you brought up light hearted banter, because after all the more you joke about something the more likely it is to come true. Really though, you just think it makes him annoyed.

Of course you've had the thought that maybe you should just have a serious talk about how seriously you feel for him, but that would be stupid. Not using some convoluted flirting to express your emotion? What a laugh.

You huffed and made your way over to Tendou, who was messily taping his fingers. "`Sato! We have a problem," you declared, falling into place next to him on the bench. He looked up from where he was struggling to rip a piece of tape off.

"Shoot," he smiles.

"I don't think this is working," you sighed.

"Don't be silly!" Tendou pointed his index fingers at you, the tape roll still hanging off of his fingers.

You rolled your eyes with a little smile. True, you could see the string, but that doesn't mean Shirabu won't be able to. Once the feelings are mutual, (or he comes to terms with his), he'll be able to see it. Really only a small percentage of people even have one, only a small percentage are bound by fate.

"Just keep at it, I'm sure he'll realize it eventually," Tendou finally rips the tape with a triumphant grin.

As much of a matchmaker that Tendou is, his advice isn't very helpful for Shirabu.

In fact, Kenjirou thought that you were just taunting him.

He thinks that you aren't serious at all, which of course causes him to doubt his own feelings and try to push you away.

He hates how carefree you are with it all. Just casually calling him 'babe' or tossing in a random 'good boy!' when he sets well. It's infuriating to him.

Eventually though, he's going to have to see that string.

🂠🃑🃁🂱🂡

"Hey Ken," You dragged out both words.

"What do you want now," Shirabu sighs, buttoning the last few buttons on his shirt and hastily pulled on his blazer. The last of the team had left the locker rooms.

"Woah there buddy, calm down yeah?" You laughed, picking up his tie and looping it around his neck. "I just wanted to talk," You continued to do up his tie, accidentally tugging him a bit closer.

"Ab..about what," he manages a snarl.

You shrug. "I dunno Doll, got anything on your mind?"

He pulled your hand off of his tie and stumbled back. "Yeah, actually!"

You tilted your head when he spoke again. "What is wrong with you? Why do you keep doing this?"

Confusion started to set into your face. "Sorry?"

"You know! Always with the pet names and the affection, why do you keep teasing?" He had his eyes closed, fury making his face red.

"T-teasing?" You step back.

"You don't mean any of that shit! Would you just cut it out?" Shirabu opened his eyes to direct a venomous glare your way.

"But I do-," you hesitate. "How else am I supposed to-I do like you!"

He looks taken aback for a moment. "What?"

"I like so so much! I might even love you but I'm not exactly sure of that!" You moved a little closer to him.

He stood in shocked silence for a few moments.

"What's- that," He looked down at the sudden tug he felt on his finger.

A red twine was looped around his finger. "Wow," he says softly.

"See what I mean!" You turned your eyes to his shocked face. "I wasn't bullshitting you!"

Kenjirou turned to look at you. The red string was progressively fading. Your expression was equivalent to that of a kicked animal.

"So," he awkwardly starts, "Does this mean we're, you know...together?"

You shrug. "Maybe."

Only time will tell, after all.

[spectrumscribe]

You mentioned the new eps gave you some new headcanons, would you be alright with sharing a few of them? I just always love your ideas ^v^

And I just always love to share said ideas!! :3c

So besides the obvious ones about the baronjitsu family dynamic- the boys literally just called baron while he was at work to get advice on magical nonsense, and Baron actually responded and helped out (#familybonding)- most of the headcanon inspo went into Raph this time around. I’ve been meaning for ages to dig a little deeper in Raph’s fairly blatant dual personalities for a while now and the episode, though it was mostly a joke, added more fuel to my thoughts on it!

Regardless if it was just jokingly done for Pizza Puffs, we have seen the show take Raph’s “savage” personality seriously, with his brothers hinting that this has been a longstanding thing for Raph. Given the whole back and forth conversation (and actual physical fight??) Raph had with his less lenient side, we can see that the “savage” personality does affect the main one sometimes, outside of what he views as life or death (being all alone w/out the family :”< )

Where do I want to go with all this?? Idfk yet but we’ll get there when we get there. The other newer headcanon I’ve built on is that Leo, tinsufferable third child himself, is that one kid you know who can do basically everythingtries really easily? The one who finishes a test first and gets decently high grades, or gets a new hobby and nails it within the first few tries, or kicks ass at every sport in gym class. All without breaking a sweat.

We knew Leon was talented- Lair Games(?) proved he was basically undisputed champ at least 90% of the time- with these newest episodes cementing this as fact. To summarize, my newest headcanon for him is that, like other kids like him, Leo essentially breezes through life with natural talent... up to the point where he hits a steep learning curve (around college age probs) and suddenly has to put in actual effort to keep up with others. This isn’t really relevant in the series canon but in human AUs it would be.

So that’s my ramble for today, everything else is still too vague to really communicate. Thanks for asking, I honestly cannot resist gushing about inspirations from rise :)))

(Disclaimer: spec is in no way an expert on dissociative identity disorder or related diagnosis’s, I just dated someone with the disorder a number of years back)

[kennexara]

I’m still so mad. Like you can put aside the entire Cas thing - and even for that I wasn’t expecting anything but subtext, jesus, I just wanted him to show up and Dean smile at him my standards were fucking low. But even if you didn’t care about Cas and the 12 years of subtext between him and Dean there’s no way around the fact they just…fucked Dean over. Threw 15 years of character development out the window. For - for what? YOUR ENTIRE FUCKING SHOW WAS ABOUT DESTINY NOT MATTERING AND THEN YOU KILLED DEAN THE WAY EVERYONE - HIMSELF INCLUDED - DESTINED HIM TO DIE. What, you wanted to show they finally got over their codependent brother thing? Jfc show them living in separate fucking houses it’s not that hard.

Like, okay, I’m going to tell you what I wanted to happen, and also how they could’ve tweaked it to leave everything ambiguous - do they die next week, do they die of old age, we aren’t telling - and still have the show make fucking sense.

You can keep 15x19 - it was fucking weird, but whatever it works. I do think you should replace the montage with this one, and also you maybe should’ve played carry on wayward son at the start of this second-to-last episode. (hey harkening back to season 1 without destroying 15 years of growth!)

Then 15x20. Don’t do that just-two-brothers-against-the-world. If your primary message was about free will your secondary message was about found family. Show them ACTUALLY checking up that all their friends are back. Jody & Donna and the girls. AU Bobby and AU Charlie and her girlfriend. Eileen - how dare you establish this kickass deaf hunter, slowly start something between her and Sam, and then just fucking forget her. As if two episodes ago he wasn’t more upset about her disappearance than anybody else’s.

And Adam. Get Jake Abel one last time and give him something to do besides stand there while getting called a cuck. “I was wrong before,” he says to Dean. “Sometimes - sometimes, we do get what we deserve.” Dean smiles and slaps him on the back but his eyes are sad. He has that look - you know the one - that he gets every time Cas is gone.

But COVID- Then have everything be phone calls. Or if you’re really cheap and lazy just dig up past dialogue of Hey or Hi or Hello from these people. I don’t need entire conversations, I guess, though I’d prefer them.

“So that’s everyone,” Sam says, putting down his phone. “Everyone’s back.”

“Well, not everyone,” Dean sighs and he has that Look again. Sam gives him a sad look and starts to say something but is interrupted by the creak of the bunker door opening. It’s Cas, of course it’s Cas, and Dean stares at him with that look he always gets when Cas comes back from the dead.

“How are you-”

“Jack,” Cas explains. “He brought me back when he restored everyone else, and I’ve been helping him change things in heaven. It took longer than expected, otherwise I would’ve come sooner.”

“Jack got you out of the Empty?” Sam asks.

Cas hesitates. “Sort of. The Empty claims angels. But if that angel has developed a human soul…the Empty can’t hold it. But it could still take my grace,” he adds, sounding annoyed at the last part.

“You’re - you’re human now?” Dean asks.

“Yes,” Cas says, looking at him. “That’s why I couldn’t return to Earth until we were done with heaven. Are you mad?”

“No,” Dean says, “I don’t - human or angel, it doesn’t matter, I’m just glad you’re here, Cas.”

(And then, if the show had some guts, Cas would say, “No, I meant the thing I said before I died.” And Dean would say, “No, of course not,” and then make some excuse to get them away from Sam and they would actually TALK about it and I don’t need a kiss just Dean saying something about “I feel the same, you know,” and “Being’s nice, sure, but having - having is even better.”)

But they don’t have guts so I’d settle for Dean and Cas hugging and then the three of them all stand there until Sam says, “What do we do now?”

And Dean smiles and says, “Now? Now we write our own story.”

(and if they really decided not to go with classic rock they could’ve done christian rock a la matt maher’s ‘hold us together’ which does not mention god or anything, just talks about how ‘love will hold us together’ and ‘I’ll be my brother’s keeper’ but most importantly ‘this is the first day of the rest of your life.’)

Then you actually show them living lives that are balanced. They’re not full-time hunters, but neither have they stopped completely.

The show’s been establishing Sam as a leader, maybe have him running an American hunter network of sorts? Or having the wall of phones like Bobby? But he still lives in the suburbs with a white picket fence and kids bc that’s the straights dream life apparently. Or if you really want to have season 1 callback, have him be a lawyer for hunters - god knows they get in trouble or arrested by law enforcement enough.

Have Dean open a bar for hunters, like in that dream fantasy from AU Michael. Actually, maybe it’s a restaurant, partially bc he does like to cook and partially so that teenage hunters can breeze in and get advice or extra rocksalt rounds without any trouble while he Dads them. Maybe even have some monsters show up and Dean kicks their asses, like in his dream world. And Cas is there - of course Cas is there, rolling his eyes at Dean’s one-liners but smiling at him fondly all the same.

Don’t do the wig and makeup and ‘look they’re old now!’ thing. Just…don’t. Just fade to black on some scene of Sam and Eileen visiting Dean and Cas at the restaurant and they’re all smiling and laughing.

Then, that scene of Dean in heaven mostly plays out the same. Dean flexes and looks at his hands, his whole body, and says, “Huh, must be in heaven, no arthritis,” or some other issue to let us know he did grow old. And Bobby greets him and doesn’t have to explain quite so much about heaven since Cas already did. And maybe instead of the Roadhouse it’s Dean’s actual restaurant, and you can hear everyone they’ve lost - Charlie, Kevin, Ellen, Jo, Mary, etc inside, bc again COVID and just voices would be enough for me. Maybe you can hear even Crowley and Benny, and Bobby makes some comment about “Oh yeah, Jack dragged people from all places just for you.”

And Dean says something about, “Not everybody is here yet.”

Bobby rolls his eyes and says, “They’ll be along soon enough.”

(I think…I think I would like Sam to be one of the voices coming from the restaurant. Sam always seemed a bit more able to live without Dean than vice versa, so I’d think it’d be nice to show Dean could and did. But they probably really wanted to end on a ‘look at the brothers’ note so I guess Sam isn’t there quite yet.)

Dean gets into the car and there’s that flap of wings they haven’t done in years and “Hello, Dean,” from Cas in the passenger seat and Dean grins at him and cranks the radio higher and it’s playing, idfk, I know they can’t do Stairway to Heaven but we know they can do the actual Kansas version of Carry On Wayward Son so if they’re gonna play that song PLAY THAT VERSION and maybe morph it into the slower one from the musical episode as Dean and Cas exit the car and Cas smiles and Dean says “What?” before turning and Sam’s there and maybe they stand on the bridge together but you know Cas is to the side and Bobby’s waiting at the restaurant with everyone else.

But some fans want blaze of glory and some want growing old so we split the difference and- and made nobody happy motherfuckers! If you want to please everyone then don’t show either! Fade to black from Dean saying “Now we write our own story” and idk, maybe you should’ve saved the montage for this, or at least just say “Sometime in the future” and then my version of the heaven scene plays out minus the arthritis comment and both Cas and Sam show up quicker and it’s left ambiguous if they all lived long lives or died in a blaze of glory a week after stopping Chuck.

[ao3feed-tododeku]

Angels Will Fall

Angels Will Fall by NisshokuTsuki

Thud.

Bakugo froze, breath stuttering at the heart wrenching sound behind him. He didn't want to turn around, he didn't have to. He knew what was waiting for him should he decide to look.

Words: 1017, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Major Character Death

Characters: Aizawa, Tsuyu Asui, Ochako Uraraka, Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shouto Todoroki, Eijirou Kirishima

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Asui Tsuyu/Uraraka Ochako

Additional Tags: Angel Izuku AU, God no like gay angels, Midoriya took bakugos advice in junior high :’), Midoriya is dead, Sorry Not Sorry, no clue if you'll find this sad or not idfk, Bakugo is an asshole, But we still love him, kirishimas there to calm the angry boi, kirishima is an emotional support animal, bakugo can feel emotions other than anger, idfk what I'm doing with the tags, just enjoy the story I guess, dont come at me, Tododeku for life, same with kiribaku, and tsuchako, im just making this up as i go, Help, I need sleep, i also have no motivation to make this, GTA? Nah, its pronounced steely wheely automobiley, i m s o r r y, tsuyu big gay for Uraraka bc I'm not a big fan of izuocha, but yeah enjoy

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24827446

[theprodigypenguin]

yo dude so like what do you think regulus’ profession would be in a nobody dies and everybody’s happy au

I wrote out a whole answer but Tumblr wouldn’t let me post it so here we go again VERSION 2.0!

Okay, so I’m super glad you asked this because frankly I think about Regulus Black about 80 times a day and that’s like way too much, but I have a super thought out version of the Regulus Lives AU concept because it’s one of my favorite things ever. So lemme just try and write this whole fucking thing out AGAIN fuck you tumblr. We know so little about his character aside from the tiny pieces we learn between Sirius, Kreacher, and the tiny minuscule bit we learn from Slughorn, so be aware the majority of this is my personal opinion that I’ve come up with based on my own headcanons and you in NO WAY have to agree with me at all! This is just one headcanon, and if you have a different idea then you are SUPER FUCKING VALID OKAY?!?! I just wanted to make that clear. This is my opinion on Regulus and it is completely okay if you have a different one!

So in the beginning I think Regulus would want to go into Professional Quidditch after Hogwarts. I like to imagine that he was part of his House Team for a reason, that he was really, really fucking good at playing the Seeker position. AT first I think he must have joined his house team because maybe that’s what was expected of him, but when he first started flying he got the same rush of adrenaline we see in Harry, this burst of freedom and possibility and pure raw talent. When he got up in the air there was no Black family, there was no expectation or blood purity, no abusive negligent parents or a brother who hated him, there was just air and sky and him. In general I firmly maintain the belief that the Black family, while lunatics, were just born talented. They were good at pretty much everything they tried. Is it a family trait? Who fucking knows? Not me that’s for sure. The Black family were insane, that’s canon, but all of them were brutally talented. I mean, Walburga charmed her portrait onto the wall of her home and NO ONE can break it? Like, damn. So when Regulus gets on a broom, he’s a fucking natural, and it’s the ONE thing that makes him feel free, that makes him feel like he has a CHOICE in his life. Back when he was just a kid, he didn’t know any better: Sirius could become the head of the Black house and Regulus could go do whatever he wanted, and he wanted to be a Quidditch player. Going into the professional league would give him his own steady income, his own name and popularity, he’d be entirely financially independent and old enough to completely cut ties with his parents, just do what he LOVED.

But, fate had other plans. Sirius ran away at sixteen and suddenly Regulus was next in line as the Black heir, a title he never wanted in the first place. In addition to that, I really believe he was forced into taking the Dark Mark. I have this image in my head that Bellatrix, Rabastian, and Rodolphus held him in place while it was done while he struggled against them. He really had no choice. Then later on he defies Voldemort and drinks the Emerald Potion in order to swap the Horcruxes.

Now, we don’t really have any actual canon evidence of WHAT happens to the people who consume the Drink of Despair. We can’t exactly take Kreacher for a good example since he’s not a human, he’s a House Elf, his body is entirely different compared to a human’s because he’s basically another species. Both wizards who canonly drank the Drink of Despair died before we could see if there were any long lasting side effects, but personally I headcanon that seeing as it was a POISON that was created by one of the most powerful and dangerous dark wizards of all time? Yeah, there were some side effects.

Nothing huge, most notably having respiratory problems, easily getting dehydrated and not retaining water properly, common fatigue and exhaustion, probably migraines and a constant lingering sense of fear or terror. The brain chemistry is tweaked, insomnia, nightmares, etc. Because of this, Regulus can’t exactly go into the professional leagues. He physically cannot handle the strain, his health is too fragile now.

So after escaping the cave, being a Black, Regulus would be too stubborn to just lie down on this fact. He’d start to look immediately for a cure. There is none of course, because Voldemort created the Emerald Potion, it’s a completely unknown potion. So Regulus starts researching, potions and medicine and anything that might be able to cure him or at least alleviate the side effects of the poison. It’s already canon that Slughorn thought fondly of Regulus, so we may as well assume he was a decent student in Potions Class right? After a couple years of hard research (after Voldemort first “dies”), Regulus would make a name for himself as one of the best potioneers around, regularly compared to Slughorn and even Fleamont Potter (Sirius and James have absolutely no idea how to respond when people say this, should they be offended, should they be proud, wtf is that little shit doing making potions????). He’s fucking GOOD. He never manages to find a cure for whatever it is he has now (I’ll give it a cool name one of these days, like the Emerald Plague or something idfk), but he creates other potions and becomes a regularly sought after potioneer. Regulus normally always helps when people come to him because honestly he really likes helping people.

During those 14 years between Voldemort’s disappearance and reappearance I imagine Regulus goes out for coffee with Slughorn sometimes, Snape will send HIM letters asking for advice cuz Regulus is just that good, he’s probably the kind of guy who’d make Wolfsbane Potion for free (takes him some time to get rid of those prejudices, but he manages to shake them eventually).

In the end, after the second war ends with the Battle of Hogwarts, I headcanon that Regulus takes over Snape and Slughorn’s old job as the Potions Professor at Hogwarts. Dumbledore offered him the position in the past but he turned him down because Regulus does NOT fucking like him. He can’t say no to McGonogall though, after she takes over as Headmistress and offers the job to him. So he’s the Potion Master in my mind!

Sorry that was so long, as you can tell, I really love this little bitch, I hope you enjoyed my rant!

[nymeriaaa]

AHAH PLS HELP

so there was this one dude at school and i thought he was kinda cute and stuff then I REALISED IVE BEEN FOLLOWING HIM ON TIKTOK FOR A WHILE 😭

and i stalked his tiktok account (cuz hes fucken cute mk) and then he stalked me back

AnD ThEn when i was getting my lunch from the canteen he was there and he was staring at me

my friend said he was giving me heart eyes idkk

but not that long ago he pointed at my frog hat and he smiled and then started eNtHuSiAsTiCaLLy waving his arms around while talking to his friends with this big smile on his face

idfk man what do i do

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omg im totally the wrong person to ask for advice on stuff like this.... BUTTTT!!!! it sounds like he may like you??

i mean, he liked your frog hat?! idk what its like now days, but when i was at school my best friend had a frog pencil case and all the guys made fun of her for it... like it's a good song that he liked it, i think

and if he's looking at you and smiling and giving you heart eyes... ahh! are you having a y/n, highschool au romance moment?? 👀

ok but seriously... um just talk to him. start a casual convo about tiktok or something? idk lol. but yeah, just let it progress from there and see where it goes

[shining-stxrs]

You know what I think would be a funny AU? Mr Small (aka Steve Small) ending up in hell. Like it's canon (in newer seasons of tawog) that Mr Small sometimes lies, like eating meat (when he says he's vegatarian) or even giving bad advice to the students (when obviously he doesnt mean to). Like? XD He'd probably be really supportive of Charlie and even try to help or be some sort of hell therapist idfk just a thought lmfao

@cheesecakemuses

Yeah that sounds great! I say go for it!