#i actually do kinda like the toby sam segment i wrote but its kinda long lol

[palukoo]

also magicish au!

okay hell yeah! so this is tww, and it's... kind of hard to explain? basically like they all have some form of magic, ish, but it's not like big or showy or dramatic, it's like... much more about knowledge or perception or emotions or probability? which has kind of weird worldbuilding implication but like. yk. anyways, so, like donna's kind of straightfowardly an empath, joey sort of straightfowardly had premonitions. josh's is... winning? which is where things start to get a little messy, but basically he can (sort of subconsciously) change odds to make himself more likely to win. amy's, similarly, is being right, so she (very subconsciously, at least for a while) can change odds to be right-- but it works better the more that she actually believes it. i haven't done it yet, but i want to rewrite the part where she loses her job at the wlc with this, because "what did you think i was gonna do?" "i thought you were gonna do this, i didn't think it would work" is interesting when you think about how their powers conflict. sam's is basically seeing the best in people-- glimpses or feelings about their positive potential. toby's is the opposite, seeing the worst. this is fun for them. leo's is knowing other people's powers, and maybe being able to like... amplify them? cj's i went back and forth on being always knowing the right thing to say or like lowkey emotional manipulation (but it doesn't work from nothing! she can't create feelings that aren't there, can just like... change the volume on them). abbey's is like, being able to sense health problems basically lmao, and jed's is pretty abstract but it's like, kind of being able to see the world and how it works, and like the moving parts more clearly? i haven't really fleshed this out fully yet.

anyways this is a lot but i'll give a snippet too lol:

“Tell you what— I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” she says, eyes lit up. Hope and excitement and amusement and fast, and Donna wonders if Amy’s actually hitting on her. But there’s something else, too, something sharp, calculating. It’s not new on Amy either.

Donna gulps down a sip of her drink. She’s not sure she has one. CJ insists, and so does Liz, and anyone else even a little like them, that Donna’s got this thing, but she’s just perceptive, maybe. Probably. She doesn’t say it out loud, what she may or may not have. Plus, it would scare people. It would sure as hell scare Amy, with all her humor and anger and smiles and glares covering up anything else. It is good cover. It feels almost the same. A part of her wants to say it. Just to call Amy on it. Maybe to… no. She doesn’t want to— she really doesn’t want to, the way Amy’s looking at her. “D’you want another drink?” Donna asks.

Amy smiles and it feels like a sigh, it feels grateful, and Donna doesn’t regret it. “This round’s on me,” she says, and Donna grins, wonders if Amy can feel her gratitude right back.

She gets the feeling she doesn’t.