#fic in progress

[blooms-in-april]

In Oxenfurt there is a sacred tradition, which no one dares encroach upon: no one can be arrested during a theatre performance. And the scholars of Oxenfurt, for all their learning, are a dramatic, suspicious sort, and so the law stands. It's been taken advantage of by many a drunk and disorderly student, taking refuge in the audience of the Grand Theatre to evade the guard, until inevitably, the curtain falls and their reprieve is over.

When they come to arrest Professor Pankrantz, his students won't have it. He had come back to them quiet and broken this winter, more careless with his dissent, more bold in his defiance. He did not seem to care when the warrant was put out for his arrest, as an elvish sympathizer, a sodomite, and a conspirator against Nilfgaard.

"He knows the White Wolf will save him. He always does." Essi had said with false confidence, but the weeks pass and the university's protection wanes and the White Wolf does not come.

"He's not coming." Adrien whispers, hunched over his songbook. "We must do something."

"We will," Essi responds.

When he hears the guards outside his office, Jaskier puts down his quill for the last time. He swings open the door.

"Gentlemen!" He says. The armored faces are featureless, unmoving. "How would you like me?" They grab and cuff him hard across the head, then frogmarch him down the hall. His head rings like a great bell tolling the hour. He can feel the blood trickling out his ear.

There is a great crash, and a scuffle, and a large hand grabs him by the elbow. "Geralt." He whispers.

But it's not. Jeremiah smiles awkwardly, and holds his dented tuba in one hand. "I used to be a blacksmith before this." The quiet youth says. "Never thought it would come in handy again."

"My dear boy." Jaskier says as he's pulled along. "You shouldn't have. You saved my life."

"Your tutoring saved mine during finals. I think we're even, Professor."

Jaskier is hurried in through the backstage door, crowded with students carrying instruments, costumes, sheet music, and props. They all part way to let him through. "Top box, Professor." Essi says, hurrying him. "We saved it just for you."

He sits down, bewildered, as the guards shout outside and the orchestra tunes frantically. The curtain opens just as the guards make it into the auditorium. Everything hushes in that special breath before a show.

Essi steps on stage.

"Thank you and welcome to the members of the Oxenfurt Academy faculty, staff, and student body who have come to support this performance," she says. "We'd also like to welcome representatives of various law enforcement communities who have chosen to join us in the Academy Grand Theatre tonight. In the spirit of the arts, leave all discord at the door, and please enjoy this special performance by the students of Oxenfurt - 'The Adversities of Loving', a tribute to the life and works of Professor Julian Alfred Pankrantz."

She bows. The audience applauds. The play begins.

[evilpumpkincatz]

thinking of underage sam working front desk at some shady ass hotel right off I-95, being paid under the table with barely any recollection of his life, and boom, in walks a freshly turned 21 year old dean with a different girl under his arm every time he checks in, who suspiciously also doesn’t remember much about his life

;)

a hunt gone wrong, fake memories, angel fuckery, and a whole lotta incest (duhh!)

[alexispunkkk]

no mercy in seattle

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- pairing: dark!tommy miller x fem!reader

- summary: on tommy’s rampage in seattle after the death of his brother, he needs a way to get his anger out. he uses you as his outlet, taking his emotions out in the best way he knows—sex.

- warnings: rough sex, cussing, unprotected piv, dark!tommy, dubcon, boot riding, boot humping, oral sex, spanking, face slapping, spitting, hair pulling, manhandling, creampie, mentions of murder and guns blah blah blah, joels sooo dead sorry

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[gwenie-creates]

Would anyone want to read a FBI landoscar au?

Here's kind of a rough outline

TW for mentions of r@pe and SA

Older Oscar who is 25 and an FBI agent

Younger Lando 22 who is a university student/photographer visiting his home town on spring break

Oscar's team/FBI team (Lewis - team leader, Max, Charles, Carlos - Agents) get a call about an Unsub who is stalking, kidnapping, r@ping, and killing men in their early twenties in the small town of Springwood, West Virginia

Each body has been found near the lake in the middle of the town with a flower crown on their heads (each crown is made up of a differnt type of flower)

While working on the case Oscar runs into Lando who is visiting home on screen break and a photographer

Lando meets Oscar and immiately has a crush on him

Oscar also has feelings towards Lando but is better at hiding them and is focused on the case he is working on

Lando has a secret that he doesn't want Oscar or any of the other FBI agents to find out

The agents notice that he's acting suspiciously and think he is the unsub but Oscar doesn't believe that Lando could be the guy they are looking for so he makes it his "mission" to figure out what Lando's hiding

While Lando is trying to keep his secret safe from Oscar, notes suddenly start appering around his house with small flowers attached or drawn on them

He also starts to feel like he's being watched and tells his friends (Alex & George) who tell him he's overreacting

Oscar and his team aren't welcomed by the towns tight knit community

Some of the cops feel they don't need the FBI's interference while the Cheif of Police is crumbling under the pressure of dealing with angry cops and scared community members

This is just kind of a basic rough outline but there's much more to the story and it will probably end up being a multiple chaptered story if anyone is intreinterested in it

This is my first time ever attempting to write a fic so if anyone is interested please bare with me 😭

also there won't be any smut because I'm not comfortable with writing that but Lando and Oscar will end up dating & there probably will be some tension

[satellite-evans]

Guys… I just wrote the longest fic I have ever written

And it’s a sad one can’t wait to share it with you all🫠😭

[art-deco-shrimp]

I'm about 2/3 to 3/4 of the way through writing my Only One Bed AU Abyss Mitigation/Fix-It SVSSS fic and I am dying inside from not having anyone to squee over it with.

IDK, like or reblog or something if you find the idea of SQQ being medically prescribed to sleep in the same bed as late-disciple-era LBH amuses you?

[herblinz]

“Damask rose.”

Is it from an old world? Older than galaxy’s distance could convey. Or perhaps a new one, yet unborn.

He only tells you it is from a different world. He tells you not to let anyone else see it.

Why, you wonder. And could there be a more different than the world than the one he returns to when he leaves you?

But you will withhold your question.

You accept the absence of explanations, which is not the negation of truth, he told you, but protection against lies. You have known this since your first night when you asked your questions. His reply was the rustles of clothes, of night leaving, his heat linger on your body like bruises.

Alla prima practice with Salamanca, Jagged Brush, Oil Paint and lasso tool. More art talk, behind-the-scene, early updates, high res art downloads and art commission discount on my Patreon :)

[raspberriclouds]

thinking about bruce in that two week period after jason’s death where he’s still finding jason’s hair on all his sweaters

thinking about bruce noticing and leaving the hair there. him folding the sweater carefully and refusing to wash it until he absolutely has to

anyway yeah bruce during that period after someone you love dies where they’re gone and you know that but you’re finding their hair everywhere and their sheets still smell like their shampoo and the cologne they’ve been wearing since they were 13 and they’re gone but they’re everywhere

sorry i have a death anniversary coming up and am losing my mind (projecting)

[gildedphoenix]

When Stars Collide

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Chapter 1 -

“B, I understand that you want to get to the bottom of this, but I’m beginning to think that you’re upset! This is a great change!” Nightwing stood with Bruce at the edge of the building overlooking the city.

Bruce was not upset, he was concerned. He did not like when things in his city changed without reason. He especially didn’t like when things in his city changed magically. The hustle and bustle of Gotham continued on the streets below. That hadn’t changed. But the sky overhead was clear. It had been for a weeks now. Bruce found it unsettling. A Gothamite at heart, he was used to the overcast days and cloudy nights. Sure, Gotham had clear nights once in a while, but this was the 17th clear night this month. It happened slowly. The smog thinning. The constant cloud cover abating. The moon was now visible to some degree almost every night. Shining down its reflected light in its various phases. And nothing else seemed to be affected. The rainfall hadn’t changed. The winds didn’t blow differently. The harbor wasn’t suddenly cleaned of filth. It was just clearer. And it didn’t make sense. He didn’t trust it.

The plants were certainly benefiting from better light quality, which did lead Bruce to suspect that Poison Ivy had something to do with the changes. But she was just as surprised as he was. She asked him to let her know who did it so she could send them a fruit basket! After clearing Poison Ivy of fault, Bruce was forced to reach out to the Justice League’s Dark division. Constantine had answered his call and arranged a meeting for tonight. He should be arriving shortly, having given Batman this exact rooftop as the easiest place to portal to, given the number of “curses and magical fuckery” that lay over the city. 

Bruce wanted to take offence to that but he knew the city had its problems both mundane and magical. So he stood waiting. Brooding. Nightwing insisted on coming as backup though they both knew it was to help smooth communication between the two otherwise ornery men. 

Nightwing and Batman both felt a shift in the air and turned to see John stepping out of a portal, which spiraled out of existence after his feet were firmly on the gravel roof. 

“Batman.” Constantine said in greeting. “And the biggest Robin. What a pleasure…” he deadpanned as he lit his cigarette. He took a long drag and looked around and then up at the clear skies. “Oh, that is….something. I see why you called.”

“This started about a month ago.” Nightwing supplied after a beat of silence. “Not that the better air quality isn’t nice, but it’s definitely not natural. We were hoping you could help us find the cause.”

“Yeeeeeah, probably for the best. I’m not the best at scrying magic, I think Raven holds that title, but whatever is causing all of that-” he gestured vaguely to the entire sky, “-should be bloody obvious to anyone who cares to look.” 

John pulled a map of Gotham from one of his coat’s many pockets and laid it on some nearby ductwork before pulling a pendulum from another pocket. Releasing it over the map, it swung wildly for several seconds before freezing. For a moment John thought it had found its mark, and rather quickly at that, but the chain was not taut. It had simply stopped midswing at the top of its arc, hovering somewhere over the harbor and pointing to absolutely nothing. 

“Strange…” he looked to the Bats to see what they might make of it but they were also frozen. “Oh, bugger.”

“Hello, John Constantine”

[starsofarda]

So, the "Feanor fights Lobelia Sackville-Baggins over Bilbo Baggins' silver spoons, Feanor using a forging hammer against Lobelia's umbrella" is being planned.

After the fight Feanor gets introduced to the concept of "Mathom". He starts finding a way to fight everyone over the Silmarils based on the concept of Mathom. Bilbo is his lawyer in front of the Valar.

Somehow the Sons of Feanor are there too and also Thingol. Maybe the Nolofinweans too.

IDK something about these two instances makes the whole thing very funny.

THe problem is that I can't seem to arrive at these two points. How should I start? Who should Feanor meet so he knows he is now in the Shire? SHould he meet Gandalf?

Speaking of, Gandalf vs Feanor, aka Bitch vs Jerk.

Also, should this be when Bilbo has just come back from Erebor, or when he is about to fuck off towards Rivendell?

Suggestions, prayers and thoughts are welcome.

[lolos-interests]

Imagine this:

You are on your way to an interview when THE truck hits you. You wake up in a dream, playing in a daycare that you are too tall for.

Then a blonde woman storms in and demands you turn down the music that steadied you. It's HER, the pawn of a child killer.

I don't know, I felt like being dramatic about my fnaf fanfic because I finally got it outlined. Small victories.

Non dramatic version would be:

Self-insert possesses the DA as Eclipse during the night shift and encounters Vanessa. Gregory is trapped overnight and Freddy runs to Eclipse for help, but what can a fresh spirit do against a tyrant virus?

[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

Heyyyy guys, you know the drill: coming back from the dead from time to time to ask random questions as I'm slowly building my Modern!Arthur fic and getting to know his modern version better.

Today's question is, what do you think Arthur would enjoy and hate the most in our present day?

(I personally think he would HATE texting, he'd be one of those guys who send super dry and short texts, no emojis, and don't get why people are freaked out about it 😂)

(buuuut I'm so sure he would love being able to order food, have a garage of his own to work on his bike/pick-up truck, stuff like that)

Please, please, share your headcanons with me! 🥰

[disappearinginq]

I really wish I could be convinced that more people would be interested in non-ship stuff for fandoms I'm in.

Look, we all know we write for ourselves. I get it. I do. But my desire (ability) to finish things is hinged on feedback. My two longest fics that I wrote the fastest were because of audience engagement. And because I knew I had people I respected and liked reading, and I wanted them to enjoy the read, I wrote better.

Now I feel like I'm just stuck in No Man's Land of fandom, and while I have like a dozen things half finished, they never seem to actually BE finished because if the audience is me, then I know how it ends. There's not much point writing it down.

So this is basically my To Do List.

The Rookie - I just don't care about what 90% of the fandom cares about

1. Series of one shots that establish Angela and Tim's BFF status that may or may not lean Tim aspec because I'm me.

2. Pre series flashbacks to Tim in his time in service when he survives an airstrike that kills two of his friends and almost kills him.

3. Trauma Tim post season 6, because in rapid succession, he loses his job on metro, he witnesses his old team die in a way eerily similar to the way he was almost killed in the airstrike, had a friend commit suicide in front of him after confessing to being dirty, gets accused of being dirty himself, and is again almost killed in close quarter combat (among other things that will remain unmentioned here)

Slow Horses

1. Do not ask me why but I love the idea that Lamb potentially met River was he was a kid because he had to work closely with David Cartwright and River is always where he's not supposed to be

2. River goes missing, and for once, not his fault. Lamb has to come to terms that just because he pretends not to care, doesn't mean anyone buys it

3. Post season 4, somebody finds out that River is the last remaining son of Frank's assassin cult, and it goes about as well as can be expected. I fully intend to have Lamb use this line: "trying to detain you is like trying to nail jello to a tree".

Magnum PI (yes, I still work on these)

1. Finish Wrong Side. I actually have like another 10-15k words on it, but it's not in order or complete scenes, but it does include Thomas’s recovery and discovery that Hannah is the one who sold them out

2. I have like 6 other chapters to Bad Things Happen that I half wrote but then retired the card

3. Crossover with MacGyver because I thought Mac could use some down time in Hawaii after season 4 and the last half of season 3

Tracker 1. Colter goes missing during one of his cases, and I borrow heavily from an episode of Lethal Weapon wherein Colter will be held hostage in an illegal drug trial that he stumbled into and now finds himself an unwilling participant, and I drag Russell into it because that is how big brothers work

Hudson & Rex - honestly, I have the most written for this fandom, even though the fandom itself is pretty quiet, but it's most of a bingo card 1. Finish Oh The Weather Outside is Frightful because damn son it's been years

2. In no particular order, I have Bad Things Happen Bingo It's Not My Blood, Stitches, Caught in a Snare, Falls Through the Ice and three others that fit other prompts - a boating accident, Charlie finally finds himself at the bottom of a well (sort of) and completes his "Timmy and Lassie Scenario" bingo card, and where Charlie realizes he's developed claustrophobia after having a mine collapse on him, being locked in a freezer storage, almost crushed by a shipping container, buried alive, etc and gets stuck in an elevator with Jesse

[rabbitholessk]

The Prisoners Throne has mangled my brain. I’m working on a new jurdan piece 🤭🍷🔞

[pro-depresanti]

So, each Vee will get an origin story kind of fic, Series title "Successful teamwork is...", and then each individual fic will be called "A matter of compromise", "A matter of trust" and "A matter of respect". And you'd assume Vox will be the trust one, Velvette with the respect, and it leaves Valentino with the compromise. Wrong!

Vox's one is "A matter of compromise", it's going to be about how he becomes an Overlord with the help of Alastor and how he can't stay in his shadow and needs to outshine him. Plus, Vox's realization that he loves Alastor and when Alastor doesn't reciprocate shit goes down.

Valentino's is "A matter of respect" and it's basically him comparing Vox and Angel and how differently he treats them. How he respects Vox as an equal and Angel is below him in all senses of the word. Lots of flowery language, lots of art metaphors, it ends with Val inner-monologuing about Angel while Angel is asleep next to him, and at first it seems like they still have a pretty healthy relationship and the illusion breaks in the very last paragraph.

And that leaves Velvette with "A matter of trust", which will also be 'the almond milk fic', and it's about how she settles into the already established group of the Vees and how they gradually bond into the force they are as of the present, all integrated into a giant еаting d1sorder fic. Let's just say Vox goes from thinking Velvette is slightly above his other workers to genuinely being scared of her.

I'm a sucker for matching titles, okay?! I have no idea when I'll get to finish all three, the Velvette one takes priority for now and it hopefully will be done before June. Then I'll probably work on the Valentino one because I have more ideas and written snippets for it, but with how life's going maybe Vox's crisis over loving Alastor will be done faster, who knows

[hatsi-write-and-write]

What do you MEAN I have to go to work instead of write sanegiyuu??????