#but rest assured

[emry-stars-art]

Ok ok but royal au Andrew def does the Darcy hand flex™️ after any hand interaction with Abram

YOU UNDERSTAND MY VISION

[collaredkittyboy]

Need time off from work to focus on my career as a pretty boy on the internet

[honeybyte]

brock

[the-cookie-of-doom]

Childhood friends to lovers AU

I’m thinking a situation similar to Princess and the Frog; Nampheung worked for the Theerapanyakuls, so her sons naturally grew up alongside theirs. They aren’t there all the time, but occasionally, when Pat can’t watch them for whatever reason, they come alone with her. Mrs. T doesn’t mind the company, and Korn is busy working, it can be their little secret.

This has more of an impact on Porchay; Porsche is older than him, so depending on when this takes place, he could be in school a lot of the time, while Porchay is brought along with his mother. She’s paid well, but not well enough to support a full-time nanny for her youngest, and she doesn’t want a stranger raising him, anyway.

Nampheung starts as just a maid. Her and Mrs. T become friends, of course, are maybe even pregnant at the same time with Porsche and Kinn. They support each other through the pregnancies, and joke about how rambunctious the boys are, how much trouble they’ll get up to when they’re born. Then Mrs. T has Kim a few years later, and Nampheung has Porchay a few years after that. (Maybe she was hired to help Mrs. T take care of the house while she was pregnant with Tankhun? And then just. Never ended her contract.)

So the boys grow up together. The mothers are best friends, as close as sisters, and their boys are the same… in the beginning. Tankhun becomes a wild little thing, and Kinn, while seemingly mature in his efforts to please his father, has a fiery temper, and Porsche is the same. Kim and Porchay are like little blessing to make up for them; Kim is quiet, keeps to himself, rarely cried as a baby and even as he ages, he was always very withdrawn. Not in a bad way; he was just soulful, a still waters run deep kind of person. Porchay is the complete opposite. He was a little bundle of joy that everyone immediately falls in love with.

Kinn and Porsche are the worst of enemies and the best of friends, depending on the day. It’s honestly impressive how quickly they can go from playing to fighting to playing again, pulling hair and screaming one moment, and hugging the next. Meanwhile Kim is like the shadow to Porchay’s sunshine, always lingering around him, just out of reach.

This continues into teen-and-adulthood. Kinn and Porsche have a fiery on-again off-again relationship all throughout high school. Meanwhile Kim and Chay are steady; never more than friends, both of them always happy to be with the other without asking for more. Chay eventually realizes he likes boys too; Kim realizes he doesn’t like anyone as much as he likes Chay, but that’s Chay. And since he has no one else to compare to, Kim doesn’t notice the difference between friend love and romantic love, especially since Chay has just. Always been there. He doesn’t have a before-Chay to compare too, either.

There’s always still going to be that class divide between Obscenely Rich Employer and Employee, no matter how much they all care about each other. They only see each other occasionally when they’re older because Kinn and Porsche go to the very affluent private schools, and their afternoons are filled with extracurriculars that take up their time, while Porsche and Chay go the public schools close to home, and can’t afford many after school activities. There’s no jealously (most of the time…) but that is something that’s always there.

Although Kim tries to meet Chay halfway; as soon as he sees Chay’s longing looks at his guitar, Kim starts teaching him what he learns at his lessons whenever he can. And sometimes they sneak out at night together, looking for trouble, which Chay always gets them out of with his innocent smiles and sunny disposition that no one can stay mad at for long.

They stay up all night talking, lying side by side in Kim’s bed, closer than they need to be because it’s honestly massive but they’re so used to being close that personal space is never a question. They gossip about their brother’s latest spat, laughing at how dumb they are, and Kim squishes Chay’s cheeks whenever he gives him that big smile, because Kim doesn’t like anyone to touch him but he likes touching Chay, and in the morning Chay won’t sneak home because the kittisawat’s are always welcome in the theerapanyakul household.

Eventually Kim will wise up to the fact that the reason he’s never liked anyone else is because he’s already been in love with Chay this whole time, and he’ll panic about it a little bit. Maybe talk to Kinn or Porsche for advice. Kinn gives him generic How To Gay advice, but then Porsche walks in and tells him to stop being dumb and just ask Chay out already, because come on. They were really the last to know about their own feelings. They’re practically dating already.

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

Does anyone else ever think about the possibility of (in a marvel/dc crossover) Tim Drake getting adopted by Marc Specter/Steven Grant instead of Bruce

Like Tim’s parents decide to take him on an archaeological dig and they get murdered and Marc or Steven are there for reasons (mercenary? Archaeologist? *shrugs*) and he finds like a nine year old Tim and says “is anybody gonna adopt this?” And then doesn’t wait for an answer

Also I’m gonna say Khonshu is nice in this au he’s like the systems dad (Marc is his favorite child) and that Tim and Khonshu have an agreement that if something happens to Marc Tim will be the next Moonknight (Tim definitely becomes they’re Oracle)

Also Bruce and Steven/Marc start dating and that’s how he eventually adopts Tim as well Boom (they probably met because of Tim knowing the batfams ids)

[several-flies]

I baited her with a dead cranefly (my least favorite bug)

Shes ridiculously fast, as well. I would not want to be a bug in her web

@onenicebugperday lookit this leggy lass! (I'm assuming its a female? No clue tho)

[wisteriavines]

Street Racer Tsuna AU

Total honesty when I say this is inspired by my new and growing fascination with Initial D

I’m gonna be spitballing here so apologies in advance for the way this is written. There’s a bit of back and forth, and nothing is really in any sort of order.

If we push Reborn and Tsuna’s meeting back a few years, like say until the second or last year of High School rather than Middle School, then Tsuna can have a few years of experience with driving and realistically about a year of experience with street racing

I’m thinking that Tsuna is still the town loser - that never goes away for him unfortunately - but he creates an Alter Ego for driving

The alter ego has to be masked — “no one knows what they look like” kind of mystery. Maybe he even dresses differently when acting as his alter ego - a completely different aesthetic to further separate himself

He definitely uses a different name because everyone in Namimori knows about Dame-Tsuna. Maybe those also in the street racing game name him rather than him coming up with and giving himself a name — probably for the best honestly

I kind of want his alter ego to be the complete opposite of his own self image — confident, smart, brave, popular/liked — for the dichotomy

Take it a step further and Tsuna views himself and his alter ego as two separate people because he doesn’t actually believe he can be all those things in regular life — make him view his alter ego as a Lie; it's all acting; nothing about it is Truth and isn't who he really is (otherwise, why is he still Dame-Tsuna?)

I know nothing about cars so I'm just going to skip over that part of this

Nana is completely in the Know about this because I enjoy the headcanon that she has some crazy/weird past that allows her to be completely calm and positive in the face of everything -- so in this au her crazy/weird past is that she used to be a street racer that was never unmasked/discovered

As such it is Nana who is taught Tsuna how to drive — she's so excited to have a new bonding activity with her son and to see him visibly excited about something and actively striving to be good at it

However it's been a good decade since she's driven as a racer — she's still good but she wants the Best for her son because this is the first time he's taking initiative about something and isn't giving up; she wants him to keep this

So she calls up some old friends for some help

Cue Tsuna being mentored by several people in the several areas involved in street racing— from actual driving, the various techniques, and how to/what to do in different weather/terrain, to the parts of the car, how to fix a car, how to avoid/minimize a crash/collision; etc..

I will give Tsuna a support system of capable adults damn it!!

Most of these people will OCs but wouldn’t it amazing if one of them happened to be Skull De Mort?

The sheer possibilities of how Nana and he met— though that would mean the timeline for the Arcobaleno curse needs some handwaving magic applied to it

Oh, how about instead of Nana knowing Skull personally, it’s one of the OCs who knows a guy that knows a guy that knows a guy etc…

Ah but would introducing Skull and thus gaining a cursory introduction to the Mafia what this AU needs so early on?

Maybe Tsuna can simply become a fan of Skull and make his first meeting with him happen while Reborn has already come to town to add that extra whiplash of his student liking Skull more than him

On the topic of Reborn, since Tsuna would be older and have more confidence (not publicly as Tsuna but years of “faking it” would have some sort of affect), he would be more annoyed with Reborn’s antics than anything

Tsuna would like you to know that he has a good thing going here! He won’t let something as stupid as his bloodline get in the way of that!

I want Tsuna to double down on his rejection of being the Decimo

But that’s a bit later in the AU so let’s get back to Tsuna becoming a Street Racer

I’m not yet sure how Tsuna gets interested in street racing specifically, because ya’know that’s illegal and not something a regular civilian just comes across without outside influence

What I do know is that, rather than being like the protagonist in Initial D, Tsuna doesn’t gain a winning streak

He has too many insecurities and self doubt that he’s still in the process of tuning out to successfully have a winning streak

He is, however, Talented — thank you Hyper Intuition for being a tool that can be used to turn this boy into something great — and that gets noticed

No one can truly deny that he’ll be a force to be reckoned with once he gets more experience under his belt (and genuine confidence in himself)

But being Talented isn’t enough to get him his own name/title so I propose that he becomes Known as a racer that takes high/dangerous risks when driving and always pulls them off somehow

He doesn’t need to win a bunch of races in a row to be impressive as hell

Tsuna still does win some races of course— this an eventual-BAMF Tsuna au and he could use the confidence boost of a win

[elerriellee]

This is me letting the entire fucking world know that I'll be hearing Hadley sing AIAOY again at the Reunion concert.

[thecassadilla]

If I had a nickel for every time a Hallmark movie inspired me to write a Kristanna fic, I’d have two nickels.

Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice.

[royalstarblocks]

- Ready for battle!! Decided to make a quick drawing to celebrate Minecraft Legends release! -

[mr-leach]

Please observe this lad

This lad is coming home with me

He is extremely tiny however and so I must wait several weeks but I have spoken with the mother's owner and the arrangement has been made

[dalishthunder]

Know that I am working on something for the highest of homestuck holidays, but that I also have dnd so it might be a bit late

[floriianthefool]

like the soft beating of a heart in a still chest (fit into me like a missing rib)

Mer Bruce Wayne x Reader

Short piece of Chapter Nine, rest up on ao3 under the name 'floriian'

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Making your way closer, bucket lightly swinging at your side, you call out, “Dick! Bruce!” Someone sniggers behind you (you can guess who) but you ignore it, simply continuing to heft the bucket as you say, “it’s breakfast time!”

Twin sets of eyes are above the water, staring at your group, and you motion the others to stop as the pool grows closer. You take the second bucket from Jeff as they all just arrange themselves into a line, your silent protectors, alert and ready.

Holding both buckets, you move closer to the edge of the pool before kneeling, resting your knees on the hard floor, buckets on either side. You’re a metre from the pool, not out of reach if they decide to drag you in, but at such a distance that you’d have just a second to pull away.

“Bruce,” you call, waiting, before he finally moves away from Dick’s side and swims, glides really, towards you, long and lean, fins and spines relaxed, streamlined, and as he comes to a stop in the shallows, pulling himself up on thick arms, oil slick black hair droops into his face; water droplets gleam on ivory skin, fins, and spines, the layers of shiny black and shimmery translucent appendages drooping down to where they bloom in the water. “Good morning,” you say.

He doesn’t respond, just staring at you through hooded eyes, water running down his face, as he rests large hands on the concrete, flexes them against the surface.

He looks… expectant.

Heat crawls up your neck, and you dig your nails into your knees, digging into the flesh, taking a breath and growing firm. “I know, I will apologise. I just- I can’t do it from here. And, I don’t know if I should apologise now, or after he eats.”

He just looks at you, really looks at you with a skin-stripping look, one that could just open a person right up, get a good look at their insides. It feels like that right now, he’s opening you up, assessing you, evaluating what he finds inside.

At long last, he turns, flashing the gills at the sides of his neck, little openings that are currently closed, before he makes a sound, a long low hum-like sound that makes you shiver, that reaches into your bones, vibrates really, before whistling, and then clicking.

Dick perks up from where he’d been watching, stationary near the centre, before coming closer, slowly, eyes darting between Bruce, you, the group behind, Bruce, you, and just continuing to dart between the two of you. He’s apprehensive, low in the water as he comes closer, just his eyes above, face mostly obscured but for those bright blue eyes.

Your heart clenches as he stills near Bruce, at his side but further back, body low in the shallows. Your stomach churns, revolts, at his apprehension, his nervousness.

You really hurt him.

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Hope you enjoyed!!

[praetorqueenreyna]

If I told you this was only gonna hurt If I warned you that the fire's gonna burn Would you walk in? Would you let me do it first? Do it all in the name of love Would you let me lead you even when you're blind? In the darkness, in the middle of the night In the silence, when there's no one by your side Would you call in the name of love?

For Zukaang Week Day 4: Faces (or in this case, Lack of Faces)

@zukaangweek

[polarisbibliotheque]

Mini-Updates!

HI EVERYONE \o/

Just letting you know I finished another chapter of Nemesis, and I'll be posting it as soon as possible ^^

As you guys know, I've been struggling with my health and the whole system. I've been visiting lawyers, screaming at my health insurance, and figuring out what to do. I've had a few days also I could barely get out of bed 'cause my body was giving out and that's new, to be honest. So, I'm doing what I can with the time I have energy to work - it might not be as fast as I want, but hey, it's something at least.

On a side note, I'm trying to get an original story of mine "out of paper". There's a guy I follow on Youtube and he divised the "Alphabet Superset" which is basically for creatives (any sort of art!) to create and post their work every week.

So I'm trying to every week make an illustration related to this novel I'm writing - called, for now, Nyx Protocol, a cyberpunk thing - and post on instagram.

Yes! I've an instagram now! You guys are welcome to follow me there: polarisbibliotheque on instagram

I'll be posting on my art profile here and reblogging on this profile, because I'm signing as polaris/polarisbibliotheque and I don't want you guys to think someone "stole" my ~identity~ hahahahaha

That's the least I'm able to do while I'm so sick. I'll keep on updating Nemesis and I'll try to do it a bit more regularly, as well as pick up on the Shall Never Surrender project again. It's terrible for me to not have energy to walk, but I hope soon I'll be able to gather a little more energy and have all things back on track again.

Thanks so much for being here!! ^^

[the-hawkeyes]