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spinchip · 10 months

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for the fic prompts- something about your hometown glory au maybe?

OOPS. 2300 WORDS.

There’s a dinner in the grand hall two days after they arrive on Chen's Island. Clouse had been the one waiting on the shore to welcome them to the tournament and explain that they would be given two days to settle in before the competition began, with the night of the second day an introductory dinner with Lord Chen himself. They had all jumped at the opportunity to experience the luxuries the palace had to offer before fighting against one another. Cole particularly loved the fully stocked mini-fridge in his room, packed full of all his favorite treats. He made sure to interact with the other contestants as well- know thy enemy, or whatever.

Jay had mostly left him to his own devices, following that girl Nya around like a lost puppy. Cole had known Jay long enough to understand his obsession with love- he wanted to be in love very badly, and Nya was just the newest target of his affection. Whether it would last remained up for debate.

Cole inexplicably found himself running into the ice master, Zane, a lot over the next few days. Zane tended to hover around Kai and Nya or Cole and Jay, when he wasn’t off on his own, but Cole always seemed to stumble upon him randomly in the halls. Sometimes, Zane would have this look on his face-not quite guilty, but like he’d been caught doing something he shouldn’t have been. Cole never asked why Zane seemed to be poking around the halls on his own, and Zane never explained. They ate all their meals together.

When Jay had squeezed himself into a seat next to Nya at the welcome dinner, Cole had hung back and sat with Zane and the kid, Lloyd. There were soft murmurs throughout the hall as they all anticipated Lord Chen's arrival. When Cole glanced over at Zane, the ice master was frowning softly, the barest hint of a crease between his brows. Cole felt a chill creep up his spine that had nothing to do with the other man's element.

Chen threw open the halls at the front of the room dramatically. He gathered himself to his full height and cleared his throat, a hush falling over the room, “All rise for Lord Chen.” He announced.

They all stood from their chairs respectfully, standing tall and squaring their shoulders as Lord Chen made his first appearance of the tournament. He wore long, expensive robes that billowed with every step. Delicate embroidery and beading catching and twinkling in the hall's warm lights. He was flanked on each side by several samurai in strangely shaped helmets and elaborately tattooed faces, each with a sword on their hip who marched in time. Several women fanned out behind him as well, their faces painted theatrically in swooping kabuki makeup. They fluttered forward to pull out Lord Chen's chair, others throwing themself forward to unlatch his fancy outer robe and remove it, revealing equally elaborate but more practical robes beneath. One woman hurried to fill his glass with water and his cup with tea, bowing as she stepped away from the table.

Lord Chen, in contrast to his neatly put together robes and serious air, was a scruffy looking man. His eyebrows and his mustaches were wild and unmaintained, the red makeup around his eyes applied sloppily- even the salt and pepper of his hair seemed to get the memo and came in in awkward stripes along his sideburns. “Sit.” He commanded, his voice rough and scratchy.

Cole sat along with the others. The Samurai fanned out across the room, looking intimidating and mean, but made no move to draw their weapons.

Lord Chen's face was kept in a neutral scowl, eyes narrowed and assessing as he raked them across the gathered crowd. Then, his lip twitched- and just like that, he gave up the act and grinned broadly. He threw his hands out, a new air of levity breaking through his serious act, “Welcome,” He shouted, “to the Tournament of Elements!”

He smiled, arms outstretched. A long moment of silence passed, no one knowing quite what to say. His smile never dimmed even as his arms dropped and he settled into his seat, “I am delighted to have you all here, in my home. Please, eat!”

The moment the words come out of his mouth, servants flood into the room each carrying trays of food and drink. They serve each of them a small appetizer dish artfully arranged on the plate. The dinner continues in a similar manner, with each consecutive dish brought out ceremoniously. It's easily the most expensive meal Cole has ever eaten, with puffer fish a delicacy he never thought he’d taste.

The dinner passes quietly. So quietly, in fact,that after the third course Chen himself scoffs, “No need to act so shy! You are my honored guests. You are permitted to speak freely!” He makes a shooing motion with a piece of sashimi in one hand, “Socialize!” He orders.

Hesitantly, chatter fills the room. Zane quietly instructs Lloyd on how to properly eat some of the more exotic foods on his plate, and Cole not-so-subtly eavesdrops and mimics him. He can hear the sound of Jay and Kai arguing down the table, which has quickly become a regular occurrence among the two.

“You have a beautiful home, Lord chen.” Neuro says politely.

“Isn’t it lovely?” Chen smiles, sipping his tea.

“It is,” Zane agrees, and his voice slices across the room as he directs his eyes to the head of the table, “I suppose it must be, since you cannot leave.”

Chen's easygoing smile freezes on his face. The room grows quiet and strangely tense, Cole shifting uncomfortable. Zane's eyes are that bright, intense blue, and all his attention is focused solely on Chen.

Clouse speaks next, recovering smoothly from whatever Zane had just implied, “Lord Chen has been well documented as a recluse, but this tournament is his return to the public eye. He has always been intrigued by the elements, and has chosen to face the world once more for the opportunity to see you all in action.”

It sounds like damage control. Chen is still smiling, but there’s something dark swirling in his eyes now.

“Of course.” Zane nods graciously, “It must be difficult to come out of hiding considering his role in-”

“What was your name again?” Chen interrupts abruptly, grin tight along the edges.

“I believe you know my name.” Zane responds neutrally, “You know everything about us.”

When Cole was younger, when he still lived with his father, he could always tell when his dad was angry by the way his lips pulled tight over his teeth. Like he was suppressing the urge to snarl. He always walked away then, leaving Cole to practice his fouette alone with his fathers disappointment hanging over his head. Chen has that same tightness around his mouth, but there's a fury to it that Cole can practically taste that hangs electric in the air.

“You are awfully presumptuous.” Chen says jovially, the sharp blade of danger brutally apparent to Cole.

Zane dips his head, “It was not my intention to offend,” He says, despite the fact that Cole is one hundred percent certain that was exactly his goal. He looks up and meets Chen's eyes, “My name is Zane. I am the master of Ice.”

“Ice.” Chen echoes, “Symbolizing stillness, coldness- the absence of love. Death, even. What an element to be saddled with, but it seems it fits you well.”

There’s something there Cole can’t pick up on, some uneasy threat. Chen continues, “Despite that, I still welcome you to my island and I am eager to see you fight in the tournament.”

Zane regards him quietly, “Thank you for inviting me.” He says evenly as dessert is served.

Chen turns away from Zane and stands, addressing the whole table warmly, “Never before have so many Elemental Fighters been under one roof. I see Master of Fire, Earth, Shadow, Speed, even a prophesied Green Savior.” His eyes linger on Lloyd before he moves on, “I must welcome you again to the Tournament of Elements! Here, we will pit you against each other in friendly combat to reveal which element rules over them all! The rules are simple. Every match will be different. No two fights will be the same. Your powers will keep you in the Tournament. Use it or lose it!”

Karlof rubs at his beard, “Hmm, What does Karlof win?” he asks with narrowed eyes. It seems Cole wasn’t the only one to pick up on Chens strange behavior towards Zane- in fact, most of the table looked uncomfortable and wary, now. Zane had revealed teeny pieces of fact about Chen he was trying to suppress. What was he hiding?

“Win and stay on the island. Win it all, and you'll receive fortunes beyond your wildest dreams!” He flings an arm out and one of the lush curtains to the side of the room is pulled aside by one of his woman servants, revealing stacks of cash that nearly reach the top of the vaulted ceiling. There’s a collective gasp through the room, and Cole can practically see everyone's suspicion fly out the window at the size of that prize, “-and lifetime supply of Master Chen noodles. But no one is here because of noodle. You want the glory of being the greatest fighter in all of Ninjago!”

Jay is practically drooling at the sight of the money, as are several of the others. Cole gets a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, but even he can’t shy away from a prize like that. Earth could win this thing- he could win this thing. He knew he could. Coming home with all that prize money… proving himself as ninjagos number one warrior… this was his chance to prove himself. Maybe then his dad-

A cold hand grips his bicep and Cole turns around to look at Zane, whose face is tense with worry.

Cole feels that same cold chill up his spine again.

“What happens if we lose?” Lloyds little voice pipes up, carrying ominously across the room.

Chen's smile grows strained again, but he doesn’t miss a beat, “Lose? Who here likes to lose?” A few of the others laugh at that, “Now please, enjoy my island. It's a super fun, happy place. Hahaha. Fun time on me! We will begin the first challenge of the tournament bright and early tomorrow morning!”

With that, he sweeps out of the room with a flourish. His servants and guards go with him.

Clouse stands as well, “Lord Chen formally requests you all retire to your rooms for the night.” He says bluntly, completely disregarding Chen's words not five minutes earlier, “We must prepare for the first challenge and that requires you all to stay in your rooms until morning. Our servants will escort you.”

As they are marched back to their rooms by several of Chens samurai, Zane stays close to Cole. It feels like a funeral procession.

“Cole, I have a favor to request.” Zane says quietly as they approach the rooms, the Samurai finally out of earshot.

“Uh, What is it?” He whispers back just as softly.

They arrive at Zanes door quickly and Zane barely has time to speak before the guards are ushering him away- he looks at Cole with those intense, knowing eyes and simply says, “I need you to find me.”

And then the door closes behind him with a finality, and the others are escorted to their rooms in similar fashion. Cole can barely sleep all night, but when he finally does doze off it feels like only a few seconds have passed before the rising sun cuts a path across his eyes and wakes him. He has a quick breakfast from his minibar and joins the meandering mass of contestants as they walk down to the grand hall once more.

Cole had been ruminating over Zane's request all night, trying to understand what he meant. Maybe he wanted Cole to stand with him this morning? He stands on his tippy toes and looks over the crowd, hunting for Zanes signature white hair. He frowns, turning around and looking behind himself too- where was he?

“Oof!” He grunts as Jay crashes into his side.

“Morning!” Jay greets with a grin, “How’d you sleep?”

“Not well.” Cole admits.

“Me neither! You know why? Because it occurred to me last night that Chen said there would be one winner last night- one!” Jay smiles with a manic edge, “Which means our genius team up plan is out the window. They’re gonna tear me apart!” He gestures at the others wildly, a few of them shooting him a weird look.

Cole snorts, “You’re the master of electricity, Jay. I’m sure you can hold your own.”

Jay throws himself onto Cole, gripping the collar of his shirt and sagging to the floor in anguish, “I’m going to die!”

The grand hall had been cleared of the dinning room table, the raised dais now the focal point of the room that Clouse was standing on as he waited for the last contestant to linger in. Clouse clears his throat, “Before Lord Chen arrives, I have some unfortunate news.” He clasps his hands together and summons an extremely fake looking frown, “Late last night, due to a family emergency, Zane chose to drop out of the tournament and leave the island.”

That cold chill is back. Zane didn’t have any family, that was one of the first things he’d told Cole.

I need you to find me.

“He is being transported back to the mainland by our ferry, which is our only way off the island. It will return in a few days, but for now that means we are unable to leave.” He says apologetically, “But I can ensure your accommodations here are more than adequate enough that you won’t want to go!” He says with a grin.

“Now, it is time for our first challenge: The hunt for the Jade blades. Lord Chen will explain the rules.” He says with a bow, graciously stepping aside so Chen can take center stage with his signature flourish.

Zane didn’t leave on that ferry.

Cole had a feeling no one would be leaving on that ferry.

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CHAMPION Part III of Heavyweight a deancas boxing au by valleydean (emmbrancsxx0) playlist | tip

SUMMARY: Brooklyn, 1933. Dean Winchester, the number one contender, trains to become the next Heavyweight Champion of the World, and this time he won't let anything get in his way. Title holder Castiel Novak has second thoughts about retiring, especially when someone from his past arrives in New York and asks for his help. Meanwhile, a new contender rises to fame and threatens to complicate both of Dean and Cas' ambitions - and their relationship.

PREVIEW:

An-gel Nov-ak! An-gel Nov-ak!

The crowd cheered for him from the bleachers of the world’s largest arena. Chicago Stadium had 26,000 seats, and every single one had been filled. There were men and women who paid more than they could afford for the rare chance of seeing the Heavyweight Champion of the World from the nosebleeds; and, sitting ringside, there were those who remained wealthy despite the turbulent times: celebrities and politicians, mobsters and socialites. All of their shouts sounded the same as they whooped and roared when Castiel knocked his opponent out in the seventh round.

Over an hour had passed since then. Now, the quiet hung like a curtain as Castiel stood in the center of the ring, and he assumed this would be the last time he’d ever perform in Chicago.

“What’s it like being back in your hometown?” the reporter from the Chicago Tribune had asked him in the post-fight press conference. Castiel had informed the man that Chicago wasn’t, in fact, his hometown. He’d never lived in the city. He’d only ever visited, and rarely. Besides, he hadn’t thought of Illinois as home for a very long time.

“After you retire at the end of the year, do you think Pretty Boy Winchester can win the title?” another reporter had asked. The question had made the raw, tender skin over Castiel’s knuckles stretch and burn when he tightened his fists under the table.

Yes, of course, I believe Dean will take my title next year. He’s more than deserving.

That had been his answer, the words coming out mindlessly from all the times he’d repeated himself before. They were truthful. He meant them. Castiel could tamp down the scalding pride in his chest at the thought of anyone but him wearing the belt. Because it wouldn’t be anyone. It would be the same man he’d look in the eyes every morning when he woke up.

Dean wanted the title, and he should have it. It was his turn and Castiel would support him every step of the way.

He’s more than deserving.

He just wished Dean had spoken to him before announcing to the world, right after Castiel’s first victory of the year when his wounds were still bleeding, that he would participate in a title fight after Castiel was gone. Maybe, if he’d given Castiel some kind of indication beforehand, it wouldn’t have felt like he was walking over Castiel’s grave.

Castiel scanned the arena outside of the ring. The house lights were on, making the place seem foreign and liminal. The spilled popcorn kernels, cigarette ash, and crumpled trash that lined the sticky floors served as the only signs that life had once been vibrant there. Castiel could still feel the hot overhead lights on his skin, just as surely as he felt the blood seeping onto his bandages and the bruises that would line his face tomorrow. He tipped his head back and closed his eyes.

Soon, bruises and blood would be a thing of the past. All the pain that came with victory wouldn’t plague him anymore. He could unclench his fists, relax his muscles, let his calloused knuckles soften and his bones heal from all the times they’d been broken.

He wondered if, like an ache on a rainy day, those fractured bones would remember the glory. If they’d whisper, or if they’d echo with yells.

An-gel Nov-ak!

The loud whining of a metal door struck the silence like a jab.

“Cas!”

The door clattered closed, and Castiel’s eyes fluttered open. His neck was starting to pinch. He leveled his chin and watched Dean stride down the aisle between the ringside seats, polished shoes crunching over debris as he went. He was still wearing his suit, his wool coat draped over his arm.

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere,” Dean complained. “The hell are you doing out here?”

“Thinking,” Castiel said simply, even though it felt like a lie. His mind had just been circling around the same thing it had been for nearly three months now: his retirement, and everything that went along with it. He’d asked Dean time and time again if he was doing the right thing. And, time and time again, Dean had assured him that he was.

He believed Dean, because Dean wanted what was best for him. They wanted what was best for each other. And yet, the question remained like a contusion on Castiel’s ribs.

Castiel resolved not to bother Dean with it anymore. The answer wouldn’t change, and neither would the circumstances. It was like Dean kept saying: it was okay to feel mixed emotions, and to be nostalgic. What Castiel felt was nothing more than that. Castiel would learn how to open his hands and put down the fight.

He still had eight months, two weeks, and a day to learn how.

Dean walked up the steps and ducked into the ring. “Okay. Thinking about what?” he asked, carefully hanging his coat on the ropes so it wouldn’t crease.

Castiel pressed his lips together and looked to the side, hoping to find an excuse. He remembered what the reporter from the Tribune had asked him. “My father used to take me to Chicago sometimes—before we had a car. He would make me load the pigs into the Studebaker wagon to trade them at the markets. The trip took almost nine hours. It smelled. But it was better than killing them.”

He brought his eyes back to Dean, who was furrowing his brow as if Castiel was insane.

“What?”

“You’re thinking about pigs?” Dean asked.

Castiel sighed wearily.

Dean shrugged. “Well, we could go see ‘em. If you want.”

Now, Castiel’s brow lined. “The pigs? I’m fairly certain they were slaughtered.”

“No, not the—” Dean groaned. “Your folks.”

Castiel would rather not.

“Might be nice,” Dean pressed on. “I wouldn’t mind meeting them.”

Castiel shook his head. “They don’t want to see me.”

“You mean, you don’t wanna see them?” Dean corrected, as if reading Castiel’s mind.

“I want to go to sleep,” Castiel answered, changing the subject. His face was beginning to pound, and he didn’t know if that was because of his wounds or the current topic. He walked from the center of the ring toward Dean, who was pouting.

“I thought we were gonna go out,” Dean reminded him. “Only got one more night here. I got some club recommendations before the fight.” He grinned handsomely, which he knew usually got him his way, and sauntered closer to Castiel. He wrapped his arms loosely around Castiel’s waist, making their chests brush. “Get some drinks in you and your face’ll hurt less.”

Castiel was exhausted, and it wasn’t as though Dean had never seen Chicago before, but he had promised Dean a night on the town.

“And you defended your title tonight,” Dean said. “That calls for a toast!”

“Is that what you want to do?” Castiel asked, his eyes drinking in Dean’s ruggedly enticing face. He cupped his sore hands around Dean’s elbows.

Dean smiled again. “Hell, yes!”

As much as Castiel wished he could rest, lying in bed right now wouldn’t be the same without Dean. He still hadn’t found a way to say no to Dean, anyway. “Fine. Then, let’s go.”

With a smug smile, Dean leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to the corner of Castiel’s mouth. It stung a little, but Castiel gladly took the pain that came along with the warm feeling the kiss left.

Dean pulled away and headed for his coat, saying over his shoulder, “C’mon, go put your tie and jacket back on. I’ll go get us a cab.” He left the ring and hustled down the stairs, headed for an exit door.

Castiel lingered for another second, looking over his shoulder at the center of the ring. Beyond, the stadium was still vacant. When it had been filled and the crowd had been cheering his name, he’d felt as if he’d been flying. He wondered if this was what it would feel like after he retired: like he was being pulled to the ground.

Shaking the thought away, he exited the ring and went to the dressing room to collect his things.

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chiriwritesstuff · 11 months

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imagines-to-quench-thirst · 1 year

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Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Disclaimer: stories are fictitious and should not be taken literally, the behavior is entirely imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

Updated & repaired: 16/07/2023 (if a story won't load or something else, please message me and let me know)

MAIN MASTERLIST

Fluff🌺 Angst 🌩️ Smut❤️‍🔥

5/7 STORIES

5 Types Of Kisses🌺

MY HEADCANONS W/ OTHER CHARACTERS:

Speak In Flowers 🌺 Flowers speak their own words and show their actions. And your man loves to speak it out loud.

Visiting Your Hometown 🌺 how would your boy act when you drag him along to your hometown

Helping You To Accept Your Stretch Marks 🌺your boy helps you accept your beautiful stretch marks as they are...pure perfection

Explaining To Your Man Kdramas🌺I (V) wrote small drabbles that paired my favorite men and dramas that I absolutely love

Dating A Tattoo Artist 🌺 being a tattoo artist and your boyfriend being part of it

When Tough Times Occur 🌺Life itself can be a pain and with its obstacles, it can seem impossible to overcome it but that’s what makes us stronger as people.

Someone Rubs You The Wrong Way With... 🌺 how would your man protect you when someone doesn’t mind your business

Having A Shower ❤️‍🔥having a shower with your man sounds like heaven right?!

One Thing He Loves About You (Physically Or Mentally)🌺 the title spoils the ending a bit

No Nut November ❤️‍🔥in the glory of No Nut November, you make a bet with your liver saying if they fail you cuff them and use them to your liking but if you lose they get to fulfil one of their fantasies. And you are keen on it to make them lose, by any means.

ASKS

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Mysterious Cafe Meet Up 🌺 Bucky meets a girl who helps him with his writer's block

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Fluff Alphabet🌺

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Celebrating The New Year With Bucky🌺

Meeting Yoga!Bucky🌺

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serenity-ren-bliss · 8 months

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I've found my ambition again

VALENTINES INSTALLMENT #1

Prompt(s)/Premise: Kazuha + prompt 6: Reunited + Quote 6: "It's so nice to see your face"

Notes: WOOO! The first fic for this event is finally out!! Have I written a modern Au of this? Yes. Am I possibly tiring out this premise? Possibly. Do I care!? Hell nah.

TW: fem!reader, Not beta read

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Kazuha stared off at the sea, lost in thought. "Kazuha!" The familiar, booming voice, sounded behind him, causing him to jump and almost fall of the bow of the Alcor.

He turned to face her. "Captain Beidou." She crossed her arms. "This is the third time today I had to scream in your ear to get your attention. What's up?"

Kazuha sighed. "My apologies, Beidou, I'm just... thinking." She smiled at him, concerned. "Well, whatever it is, you know you can talk about anything with me, right?" He nodded. "Thank you, Beidou"

She pat his back. "Well, Wei Yin needs you on deck for something." Kazuha nodded. "I'll be right there." She smiled and walked off. Kazuha took one last look at the horizon.

Later that night, the members of the Crux rejoiced. They broke out their bottles and Beidou made a toast. "Have some fun and get some rest tonight, my friends, cause tomorrow we'll be in Inazuma for the first time since the abolishment of the Sukoku decree!" Everyone cheered.

No one could deny that coming back to Inazuma after the decree was amazing. Basically any member of the crew would agree that the decree made Inazuma one of the worst nations to visit. Kazuha, tho, was extra excited. This was his hometown, and he was so happy to see everything in its full, reestablished, glory.

He drank a full bottle of sake that night, and he might've had more had Beidou not kept her eye on him. "You had enough, Kazuha, go to bed." He agreed without arguing.

The next morning, Kazuha was more giddy anyone on the Crux would ever see him, practically jumping in his seat as the Alcor pulled into the docs in Inazuma. He ran over to the rail.

"You looking for something?" Beidou asked it as a joke. She didn't expect Kazuha's face to light up at the sight of something, and he ran off the ship.

"Kazuhaa!!!!" An unfamiliar voice boomed through the air and the members of the Crux watched in awe as Kazuha, who had never once mentioned anyone from his life outside of his late best friend, ran up to a girl they had never met.

She was running towards him as well, and they met in the middle, with him picking her up and twirling her. "Kazuha!!!" He put her down so she could look up at him, cupping his face.

"It's so nice to see your face again, my love." He gave her a passionate kiss. She returned it, and when he pulled away, she gave him a small giggle. "I missed you so much. All that time in hiding was misery!"

She's been hiding away since the vision hunt decree was announced less than two weeks after her vision manifested. Kazuha used to come visit her often, however after joining the Crux fleet he never got the chance and was only able to slip letters for Thoma to give to her, which they are both endlessly thankful for, but seeing each other's face again is the best thing to happen to both of you.

"I have so much I need to show you tell you, do with you!" Kazuha giggled fondly in response. "That sounds amazing, my dear, but first, I need to introduce you to someone." She nods, practically bouncing in place as Kazuha beckoned Beidou over.

"You never told me you had a partner, Kazuha." She came up behind him. "I'm Beidou, captain of the Crux fleet." The girl shook her hand. "Y/n L/n. It's nice to meet you, Captain Beidou."

"You too. Glad to know Kazuha here hasn't been staring off into space these past few weeks for nothing." "Really!?" Kazuha blushed a little. "Aww, Kazu! You've been thinking of me!!" He chuckled. "Of course, my love. There's not a moment I'm not."

#genshin x reader #kazuha x reader #Serenity2024valentines

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tiniedemon · 1 year

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i currently only write for south park!

note — i only write for afab readers, as i am a cis female. i will rarely write for any other gender identity :)

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isayoldbean · 8 months

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my other alt! when they announced the new data center i was debating whether or not i should be a character there, and then they announced one of the servers would be called maduin and my ff6 obsessed self couldn't just Not have a character there. and then one of my friends came to me and asked if i'd be interested in going in half with them on getting an fc house on the new server for workshop sub tax evasion purposes and i was like oh hell yeah. so for those two reasons i had to come up with another idea for an alt

remembering that i had originally planned on making an au ra before being foiled by only having access to base arr races, i decided to try my hand at making the au ra i most likely Would have made if i had been allowed to make one from the beginning. it turned out to be hard because i was trying to make a character for a game i know almost everything about with the idea that it was supposed to be a character made when i knew nothing about it. after a while, this is who i wound up with!

this is the first picture i ever took of her, in all her dripless sprout glory

anyway, this is hikari! she was originally supposed to have a different surname but i created her literally as soon as the new servers went live on reset day and i was too tired to remember what it was so now she's hikari mistdweller. it is what it is

i'm still working on her overall backstory because i learn more about her the longer i play but she's still in arr, but more or less her deal is that she was raised in a small village near the ruby sea. her parents were really shitty and emotionally abusive and she was basically their unfavorite child. then one day in her early teens, her sister died in an accident, and her family blamed her for it and got her kicked out of the village.

she kind of wandered for a while just doing her best to survive, clawing her own existence out of the dirt as best she could. eventually she heard tales of adventurers earning fortunes and glory in eorzea, and decided that she was going to go become really successful and cool and famous and make everyone in her town regret kicking her out.

as she got closer to eorzea she started hearing tales of raubahn aldynn's unlikely rise to syndicate member and flame general and decided to make for ul'dah to attempt to follow in his footsteps. and that is where the beginning of arr picks up, more or less

she's kind of uptight and serious and emotionally repressed but she is learning how to human better, slowly but surely. she is a perfectionist and a workaholic. she likes to bite people. she's a little feral. she can't cook and is perfectly happy eating tree bark if she can't scrounge up anything else. she was voted most likely to say 'what do you mean you're being murdered. they can't do that. that's illegal' in a crisis. she likes gemstones and mining and smithing her own weapons and armor. she thinks of herself as a weapon first and a person never. she's so determined to prove to everyone, herself most of all, that she's deserving of love and attention and respect, that she will give and give and give of herself until she is completely empty and then do it some more. she's a self loathing closeted gay but not in a homophobic way which shouldn't even be possible, and yet. she's a poor little meow meow. and she may or may not have autism.

even though she's still in arr i know two things without a doubt about what lies in store for her in future expacs:

in stormblood she returns to the ruby sea, eager to return to her hometown to show everybody that she's hot shit now and don't they feel bad for kicking her out... only to find that at some point between when she was exiled and when she returned, the garleans completely razed the town to the ground. there's nobody left. she will never have her catharsis

her skin/scale color combination kind of reminds me of wedgewood jasperware china, so in shb her sin eater form would be some sort of porcelain construct looking creature with kintsugi ribboned through damaged areas

anyway this is my sadgirl lesbian lizard that i like to put in the torture nexus i hope you enjoy her

#Final Fantasy #Final Fantasy XIV #ff14 #WoL #Hikari Mistdweller #tbh she's kind of a repurposed version of a character from an au i was working on. probably obvious which one if you've known me for a whil #please don't say though lmao

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evenmoreofadisaster · 1 year

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I have two questions

1. I’ve been thinking about this for a while, does April exist in this au? Or better phrasing is she in the turtles lives at any point in the au?

2. I’m imagining a movie night where Mikey and Raph trying pick a movie they think one or two might be interested in and landing on horror probably? (“Look at them and all their edgelord emo glory and tell me they wouldn’t prefer a horror movie Raph! I don’t like the genre either but this is about bonding!”) and they pick (insert a super scary movie here) would one and two get spooked? Would they love it?

Yes, April exists! Her first appearance will be in the War and Pizza episode :) Mikey and Raph have known April for probably about as long as they've known her in canon. W+P will be the first time One and Two meet her, though.

2. Good question! I haven't seen a lot of horror movies, so my knowledge is limited lol. One and Two would be uncomfortable with body horror 'cause of trauma. After experiencing it irl, it's almost surreal to see on screen.

They would find the more supernatural/demonic horror films fascinating, though! Ghosts and demons don't freak them out nearly as much. Two would dive into Yokai folklore (like the nerd he is) while One thinks about the legends Usagi's told him from his hometown (like the simp he is).

Additionally, One and Two constantly insult each other whenever something ugly and gross comes on screen.

Two pointing to a horrible disfigured monster and looking One dead in the eye: I didn't know you were in this movie.

One, when the girl crawls out of the well: aw, she looks just like you 💞

#emd au #emd asks

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abstractnaturaldisaster · 1 year

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Steddie Warped Tour AU

January 2013

Steve was in the grocery store when he saw the magazine for the first time. After Robin dutifully blacklisted all related tags and users as well as blocked Eddie and his stupid band from every app on Steve's phone, Steve had been able to avoid the doe-eyed frontman successfully going on two years. After not seeing Eddie's signature curls for so long, Steve found himself a little breathless when confronted with Eddie in all his rockstar glory. He hadn’t known Corroded Coffin had gotten popular enough to be featured as “five bands to watch on this year’s Warped Tour.” Steve remembered Eddie’s first time leaving for the Warped Tour with a pain in his chest. He thumbed through the magazine while waiting to check out until he found Corroded Coffin’s feature. “Munson spills about hometown crush and getting the *$&! out of Indiana.” Steve slammed the magazine down on the belt, throwing extra Reese’s’ and Twix’s onto his already impressive junk food haul.

Steve had about an hour until Robin was supposed to get back from rehearsal. Robin had taken the college theater scene by storm becoming one of the best damn stage managers the school had ever seen. Steve would help out occasionally with prop runs or set building but he’d opted out of working on the freshmen one-acts. As fun as it was watching the theater babies run around trying to figure out college life, Steve was happier to spend his winter intersession lounging around the apartment. This term he’d taken up playing acoustic guitar after a fairly successful crash course during sophomore year. A nasty stomach flu had ripped its way through the cast of Grease during tech week, which led to Robin begging him to learn some basic chords to fill in for one of the side characters.

Safely back in their apartment, Steve put away his groceries and was once again confronted by Eddie’s too big smile and too bright eyes. He flipped back to the band’s feature, skimming through the journalist’s praise of the band’s offbeat sound and openly gay lyrics. Steve got to the questions about the band’s origins and almost passed out reading Eddie’s answers.

Q: Corroded Coffin came up from a small town in Indiana. What was it like breaking into the Warped Tour scene?

Munson: That first year was so f***in’ wild. Munson leans in to ask if he can curse during the interview, his playful smile and bright eyes teasing. I assure him my editor is fine with a few censored curse words. I’d just come out of a town that was so Stepford Wives and onto a scene with people of all different backgrounds and sexualities. It was an adult summer camp in a very weird and fantastical way. It was overwhelming at first but I wouldn’t have wanted to do it with anyone but these guys. Munson pats his bandmates on their backs and gives their shoulders a squeeze with his hands, thin fingers covered in chunky rings.

Q: That brings me to my next question, you’re so proud of who you are in your lyrics. Were you out before your first summer at the Warped Tour?

Munson: I’ve never apologized for who I was. I had a small group of super supportive friends who had my back. There were definitely some assholes back home but our after school DnD club was a real safe haven to be whoever you wanted to be. Munson points to a small button on his vest with the words “Hellfire Club” printed in red block letters surrounded by tiny polyhedral dice.

Q: So we’ve seen Corroded Coffin write about pretty boys and getting up to some rather PG-13 activities but most of your fans argue you’ve never written a love song. Any plans to show your softer side this summer?

Munson: I can only write what I know, man. I mean the dating pool in rural Indiana was mostly closeted jocks so I can’t say that I’ve been in love in any meaningful way to write about. Not to say closeted jocks can’t be fun. Munson winks and his band-mate Gareth elbows him in the side. Maybe I’ll find my guy at the rock show this summer at the Warped Tour. Munson cackles at his own joke. His bandmates roll their eyes--they’ve heard this one before. Sorry for co-opting your lyric, Hoppus.

Steve sunk down the kitchen counter and pulled his knees into his chest feeling his throat catch on an emotion he’d pushed down since his last summer living in Hawkins. He heard Robin open the door but couldn't bring himself to look up. Robin saw the magazine and immediately joined Steve on the floor, legs outstretched, shoulder bumping up against Steve’s, letting him know she was here when he was ready. They’d developed their own non-verbal forms of communication over their long friendship.

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some shameless self promo of an older fic that gives summer / warped tour vibes. read the rest on AO3!

#steddie fic #fanfic #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #warped tour #summer vacation vibes #break up / make up

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yxablue · 1 year

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This is Darius, AKA Ryuu. My oc in my Twisted Wonderland AU yeaaaaaa boi (still gonna add some changes to the design)

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I'm currently story building my AU called, "Let Me Home For Fs Sake!"(pretty dumb honestly XD, may not be final title name).

Character Deets

Key Traits: strong personality, cheeky, blunt, a prankster, brash and reckless, hardworking and goal-oriented, respectful to those who he thinks is worthy, fast talker and tends to stutter.

He is 17... is 5'3... Has a slightly above average physique???

His abilities are Origami/Paper Crafts, Weapon Crafting, Street Boxing, and a Battle Strategist.

He lives in an orphanage, along with 7 other kids and 3 caretakers.

Uhhh... A bit inspired by one of seven the dwarfs named Doc XD.

He helps with his caretakers, likes to play with his siblings and teach them how to read, write, and etc. Is often butting heads with Aiden(17 yrs old), second eldest bro. Is closest to the eldest sister, Blanche(16 yrs old).

He studying as a weaponcraft apprentice to bring glory to his hometown.

He is loved by everyone from his small hometown for his kindness and selflessness.

He's the guy who's gonna get isekaid to Twisted Wonderland lol.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanart #twst oc #twst au #Let Me Home For Fs Sake!twst au #disney twst #yxaposts #yxablue art #digital art #artists on tumblr #digital artist

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ao3feed-irondadspiderson · 7 months

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hometown glory

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54362968 by TheGirlWhoSawImagination AU//One night, Penny Parker is bitten by a radioactive spider. The next morning, she wakes up to discover it’s as if her entire existence has been erased – no one remembers her, there is no physical evidence of her besides herself. So she does what she has to do to survive. Enter Tony Stark a year later.//Or, the effects of NWH in another ‘verse. Fem!Peter. Irondad, spiderson. Words: 3620, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Mature Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Underage Categories: Gen, M/M Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton, Vision (Marvel), James “Rhodey” Rhodes, Maria Hill, Stephen Strange Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Steve Rogers & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Natasha Romanov Additional Tags: Alternate Universe – Canon Divergence, Female Peter Parker AU, Post-Spider-Man: No Way Home (Movie), Post-Avengers: Age of Ultron (Movie), Drama, Hurt & Comfort, Family, Friendship, Adventure, Slash, Mostly Gen, Past Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Suicidal Ideation, Panic Attacks, Nightmares, Amnesia, Canon Typical Violence, Peter Parker Whump, Female Peter Parker, Always Female Peter Parker, Homeless Peter Parker, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark acting as Peter Parker’s parental figure, Superfamily | Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Parenting Peter Parker, Natasha Romanov Is Not A Robot, Avengers as family, Irondad, spiderson, Song: Hometown Glory (Adele), Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net, Don’t copy to another site read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/54362968

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #iron dad and spider son #spider son #iron dad #peter parker #tony stark

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thewarinourstarwars · 1 year

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Fandom: Genshin Impact Pairing: Kuki Shinobu/Shikanoin Heizou Summary: Heizou is detective and Shinobu is a lawyer in modern Teyvat. They were childhood friends, separated by different paths. When they come together again, Shinobu realizes that some things are never truly over. A Tears of Themis AU Ao3 Link

Shinobu had long since considered herself as having grown up. She’d moved away from the shrine village of the mountain a few years ago, defying her parents’ hopes for her dreams and future to move to Liyue to study the art of law under the finest experts in all of Teyvat. It was there that she had learned so much more than just the law.

She’d learned how to cook and keep house, but she also had learned how to exist with herself, how to learn a new set of skills, and how to market herself as an independent woman.

By the time she’d returned to Inazuma, she could hardly recognize the girl she’d once been. Of course, she didn’t go back to her village—instead she had gone to Inazuma City, to work for the Themis Law Firm there. She kept an apartment in the heart of the City of Eternity, and had made a name for herself. Kuki Shinobu, the lawyer who could take on nearly any case, the personal protege of the legendary Deng Yanfei. She ignored the calls from home, the voice messages begging her to come back now that she had her education and her fun.

When would they figure out that this wasn’t about fun, or some hedonistic impulse?

She would never come back to her hometown. She’d left her childhood behind, all memories under the pinkish glow of the sakura blooms and turquoise-blue moonlight.

But Shinobu never expected a piece of her childhood to come back to her, to come bursting into her independent life in the city.

It started with a case at Shimura’s restaurant, a class-action lawsuit by a group of businessmen who claimed to be poisoned by the pesticide used in the building. One of his waitresses, a young woman— who he had been supporting to go to the university, as he had so many students before—- had requested Shinobu’s aid in trying to fight the lawsuit.

“I know he isn’t careless,” she’d told Shinobu while wringing her hands. “I just know that someone’s framed him!”

Shinobu didn’t like the idea of letting an old man lose everything like that. So of course, she took the case and agreed to help Shimura. When she came to investigate and figure out if they had a case, she knew that the waitress had also hired a detective to help her.

But when the detective came through the door, she wasn’t expecting to see none other than her childhood best friend.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Kiki Shinobu.” His mint green eyes surveyed her a moment before they met her own violet ones. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“Hello, Heizou.” Shinobu placed a hand on her hip. “So you did become a detective after all.”

He’d laughed. “Took a while, but I got there eventually.”

The way he looked at her, Shinobu knew he wasn’t just talking about the detective job.

Of course, after their initial investigation, Shinobu insisted on going out to dinner with him. They could catch up, as old friends. As the sun set over the hills, they spoke about what they’d been up to in the last few years.

Heizou had been the first to leave their small town on top of Mount Narukami. Too clever for her own good and brighter than the midday sun, he burned for glory, so of course he’d graduated a year early. He’d gotten a full ride to the university on Watatsumi Island, pursuing forensic science, a good and sensible career. Everyone was proud, excited for him.

Shinobu was too, although she remembered that last rainy afternoon before he left for good.

“It’s not like I’ll be gone forever,” he’d promised her then. “You can’t get rid of me that easily. Besides, with your talents, you’ll be there with me in another year.”

He was right, in a way. Perhaps growing up on Mount Narukami had given him the gift of prophecy in hanging around the shrine all the time.

Then again, he hadn’t been entirely right. Shinobu’s life had gone down a completely different path, one that nobody expected. Least of all her.

She’d applied to the university on Watatsumi Island in hopes of joining Heizou. But they’d declined her, for one reason or another. Shinobu wasn’t entirely sure. Not that she could have been sad about it for long. The day after her rejection came in from Watatsumi Island, she’d received a full ride for Liyue Harbor’s most prestigious university and had been put on the track to study law like she’d always dreamed.

She’d applied on a whim, a misplaced sense of having flown too close the sun, for surely it wouldn’t happen?

“And yet it did.” Heizou folded his arms over his chest and leaned back, clearly impressed. “And look at you now.”

“Look at you—you finally became a detective.” Shinobu paused, thinking of the years with no letters, not even so much as a phone call or an email or a text. “What happened, by the way? I thought you were fogging to become a forensic scientist, not a detective.”

A smile played at his lips, but something darker lingered in his eyes. “What can I say? Like you, the plan changed.”

Shinobu narrowed her eyes and said nothing. She knew better, she could read him too well. But she knew there was also no point in pressuring him.

Besides, who knew if their paths would continue to cross?

Naturally, their paths crossed plenty of times after that. More investigations, all linked together by mysterious drugs and chemical substances brought them together. They’d become a team for the cops to call, the most elite detective and lawyer, surely making Inazuma all the safer for it.

They didn’t keep it to work either. It became trips to Homuland Inazuma, a sleep-in at the aquarium. They tried making jade parcels from Liyue, from a cookbook that Shinobu had picked up during her cooking phase in college. Going to escape rooms and doing scavenger hunts together on their weekends off.

She’d surprise him with some new skill she’d picked up in her time away. He’d hint at yet another secret, a new mystery about the years away that he wasn’t ready yet to reveal. She hoped someday he would.

It was on a rainy morning as Shinobu sorted through old photographs sent courtesy of her mother as she listened to Variations on a Theme of Schumann that she had an epiphany. Seeing the green-haired girl who chased after the bold, daring boy in the photos, quietly making sure their misadventures ended in safety, it reminded her of how she had once felt when they were both children.

Some things were never really over, she’d realized. And she had never been over the childhood crush she’d held for Shikanoin Heizou. It was different now that they were both adults, it was something deeper and more complex. But she could recognize the base of it for what it was, the flame that had never gone out, the storm that never ceased.

It was then that she knew how she felt, and she had to tell him. Not over text or phone, no digital form could properly express the ever-dancing lightning inside of her.

Without abandon, she sprinted into the rain.

Others might have feared the rain pelting Shinobu’s skin, the lightning’s arc overhead or the howling winds. But how could Shinobu fear the storm? For that was her and Heizou in their very souls, they were the essence of the storm. An unstoppable force, meant to be together.

She was completely soaked through by the time she showed up outside of Heizou’s door. But she didn’t care.

“I love you,” she said when he opened the door.

She didn’t expect him to take on that disapproving, pitiful look. “We can’t.”

“I don’t care.” She took his face into her hands. “Whatever secrets you have, I don’t care, nothing can change this.”

“I know.” Their faces were almost touching. His tone was filled with a reverent admiration, like watching lightning touch the ocean and light up the waves. “Nothing can stop the great Kuki Shinobu.”

“So just let me in,” she whispered, even though she didn’t know why.

“I love you too.” That was as much of an answer as Shinobu needed to lean in for the kiss.

There would be time for discussions, for dark secrets, for a history to be unearthed. But for now, there was this, the electricity and the course of the wind. All else could wait.

#genshin impact #fanfic #shikanoin heizou #kuki shinobu #heishino #heizou x shinobu #shinobu x heizou

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