#ms blue sky au

[toaverse]

Ms. Blue Sky AU

Kinda a crazy one, but fun non the less!

Kinda another GOTG crossover, and solely inspired by the thought of Lolo’s hair looking like a raccoon’s tail😅

Enjoy!

Ever since she got her gift, Dolores noticed how her parents basically ignored her, and paid attention to her prima Isabela instead…

The 5 year old girl didn’t understand why, or what she did wrong for her parents to ignore her, but she felt sad about it…

But one night, when the 5 year old accidentally bumped into a very irritated Pepa, the woman snapped at her, screaming at her daughter to watch where she’s going.

Dolores covered her ears as tears began to burn in her eyes, and ran outside crying. Nobody bothered to come after her…

But when she was outside, the 5 year old felt a bright light hovering above her, and she was soon sucked inside…

The next thing she saw was strange looking creatures that act like humans. Dolores didn’t know what they were, but they look scary…

It turned out that some a Ravager clan (not Yondu’s) took the child to deliver her to a celestial to Ego, but they later found out that they had the wrong kid.

Already being in deep space and not wanting to return to Terra, the ravagers decided to drop the girl off at the first orphanage they came across, and that’s what happened…

Dolores got dumped on a strange planet in front of a strange-looking building, and it scared the 5 year old quite a bit. She didn’t know where she was, she didn’t know anybody there, and couldn’t even understand what they were saying…

While the caretakers and the other kids were nice (tho they somehow were animals living as humans?), Dolores didn’t want to be in the orphanage. She wanted to be near her papá and mamá, a nicer papá and mamá who actually noticed her. But over the years, that grew into resentment.

Dolores grew up in that orphanage for the remainder of her childhood. And although she didn’t get adopted, she loved being there, to the point where Dolores saw the orphanage as more of a home than with the Madrigals.

When she turned 18 and became an adult, Dolores decided to stay at the orphanage to work as a caregiver for the kids. She had nowhere else to go anyways. Besides, she loved being there for the kids, and she had known the other staff members for most of her life.

For about 3 years, Dolores cared for the kids in the orphanage she herself grew up in, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

But when she was 21, she one day saw a baby raccoon inside the building, and it was clearly hungry.

So, Dolores decided to give the small creature some food, so that it wouldn’t starve. But that resulted into the baby raccoon following her.

After asking the others if it was possible for her to keep the animal, and them saying yes, Dolores took the baby raccoon in and took care of the small animal😊

The kids actually adored the baby raccoon, playing with him when Dolores allowed it.

Over the next month, Dolores took care of the baby raccoon, which one of the kids named “Rocket”. They’d watch movies, have silly dance-parties, and Dolores telling stories to the kids while the baby raccoon trying to act it out😊

But that unfortunately ended when some people who look like soldiers came into the orphanage, and told Dolores that “The raccoon in your possession belonged to someone else”. That was a lie…

Dolores didn’t believe it, but couldn’t stop those people when they put the baby raccoon into a small cage, and went off…

That’d be the last time Dolores saw Rocket, and she wouldn’t know what would happen to her buddy…

[ralseinumberonebiggestsupporter]

small pixelated creatures (au explaination here)

[jrooc]

✨It's the Wednesday Tag Gaammmme (Oprah voice)✨

Hello beautiful kittens! 🐈‍⬛ Today’s tag game is about our wonderful fandom 😍

How did you get into the fandom? 

Scouring the internet for more content after I’d watched the show several times through I came across a fanfic and then somehow found the @gallavichfanficlibrary and Ao3. Eventually, after I’d started writing and had a few stories out, I joined the Tumblr (cause Mandi told me too 🙏😘)

How long have you been here?

1 year and everyday it brings me joy 🤩

What’s the first fandom channel you found? (Youtube, Reddit, Tumblr, Insta, Twitter, FB, other?)

YouTube to watch edits

what’s your favourite now? 

Tumblr, obvs (or discord but I didn’t include it cause.. reasons?)

Which mutual have you known the longest in the fandom?

@bawlbrayker 👋

Which tumblerino’s did you have your first fandom crush(es) on and wanted to get to know?

So many ☺️ respectfully giggling and waving at @gallawitchxx @francesrose3 @callivich @energievie @captainjowl @whatthebodygraspsnot

I just wanted to play tag games with ya and here we are. Consider this your tag lol.

First Gallavich fan fic you read (or that blew you away that you remember)

It may have been Evolution of Kissing by ProstheticLove

First one that floored me was Etherized Against the Sky by Snarfle

First AU was my all time love ORFNSP by @goodkwuestion

First fan art that blew your mind? 

I discovered @steorie first with art like this one

Fanfic trope that you were sure wasn’t for you but now you low key (or high key) love?

Soulmates or A/B/O or even sports AU’s. (Yupp I wrote one)

What surprised you most about this fandom?

First, how much talent there is. Then how welcoming and lovely everyone is.

Moment in the show (or YT vids if you’re one of those) that you fell in hyperfixation with Gallavich?

Club kiss.

Ian or Mickey?

Mickey

Which Gallagher or Milkovich are you? 

Fiona maybe? (I made this question why is it so hard 😅) cause I’m always living somewhere between: taking care of everything and a hot mess

Lmao never write a tag game while cuddling your cat - so many typos lol. Tagging or just respectfully poking:

@mybrainismelted @deedala @heymacy @michellemisfit @energievie

@mickeysgaymom @creepkinginc @ian-galagher @stocious

@transsexual-dandelions @transmurderbug @transmickey @heymrspatel

@sgtmickeyslaughter @blue-disco-lights @guinguin1984 @rayrayor @too-schoolforcool

@doshiart @gallapiech @roryonic @spookygingerr @astaraels

@lee-ow @sillygoofygoobersstuff @spoonfulstar @ardent-fox @look-i-love-u

@palepinkgoat @wehangout @mmmichyyy @crossmydna @the-rat-wins

@darlingian @ms-moonlight-inn @sam-loves-seb @samantitheos @suzy-queued

[lorre-verie]

I was searching thru tumblr for modern atwow au crumbs but I found so LITTLE content of it??? So I decided i’m going to make my own headcanons for the avatar teens (neteyam, kiri, lo’ak, ao’nung, rotxo and tsireya) about what they would be like in a modern highschool au (they’re from the future but like pretend it makes sense please i keep tearing my hair out when I even try to fathom how this could be possible) .

Honestly after this my entire blog might just be modern avatar things

so i gracefully present to you…

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ Modern Avatar Highschool AU A-Z (Pt. 1: A-G)

6:96 ───|────── 9:69

you are now reading a post by lorre

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3 | pt. 4 | masterlist

⌲ A for Active (Are they active in class?)

neteyam: Yeah, but he really does his best not to seem like too much of a teacher’s pet or a tryhard. He constantly raises his hand to answer and asks questions, and the teachers love him for this. One time he was the kid that reminded the teacher about the homework; needless to say he got a lot of tomatoes thrown at him that day.

kiri: Yes, but by active I mean actively debates with teachers. She will not be afraid to point out something politically or literally wrong that the teachers say, and if they fight back, she will not hesitate to put them in their place. Watch any teacher be openly homophobic while she’s present and they’re gonna get it.

lo'ak: Yes and no. He’s the type of kid to sit by the window and peer out into the sky while not listening to the teacher at all, cause he’s having his main character moment. But he’s ALSO the type of kid to doodle all over the table in permanent marker, and when the teacher says anything remotely related to a joke (peanuts, walnuts, nuts, your mom, getting milk) he’ll point it out and say jokes and turn the whole class laughing and alert in a matter of seconds cause he said something about it. Or he’ll ask stupid questions to stall time. Either way he’s not doing the teachers any favours.

ao'nung: You’d be having a conversation with him by whispering and then the teacher would call on him to answer, and you know what he does?? He answers it PERFECTLY. Nobody knows how he does it. NOBODY KNOWS. This has happened so many times that all the teachers don’t even bother cause they know he’s listening somehow. In short he will only answer questions if called on and in case he needs to ask a question he just sends an e-mail after school, he never speaks voluntarily in class.

rotxo: Bro asks a lot of questions, always raising his hand and asking stupid stuff like Lo’ak but not even on purpose, he’s just oblivious. “Should we use a pen or pencil?” “Can I drink some water?” “Is blue ink okay?” “Can I just type this out on my laptop?” “Ms, do you like dogs?” “Oh. How about ca-” the teachers are sick of him but they don’t do anything about it cause they know he’s just unaware. They do appreciate him when the class is way too silent though. But not all the time.

tsireya: This girl is the sweetest. She raises her hand if the teacher asks a question but nobody answers, because she feels bad for them. In case you want to ask a question but are too shy or uncomfortable you can just send her a little paper note and she’ll ask the question for you! The teachers love her, and they all know her name, even the ones that have never taught her before.

⌲ B for Born For This (Which subject are they best at and most interested in?)

neteyam: He is a master of physics, and he loves it. He will dominate any physics group, always taking the lead and more often than not, doing 90% of the work even if his teammates aren’t lazy. He knows every formula out of the top of his head and consistently gets A+’s every physics assignment. If you aren’t good at physics, find him and be his group partner.

kiri: Interestingly enough, rather than biology, I think she’d love philosophy. She’d be the type of person to ponder really hard about her existence and the existence of others, and if anything was even real. She also loves to mess with people (and the teachers).

“Kiri, why didn’t you submit this assignment?”

“I did.”

“Well I’m not seeing it anywhere.”

“Maybe you’re not seeing anything at all.”

“What?”

“What is ‘anywhere’ to you?”

“...”

“You aren’t seeing it anywhere because ‘anywhere’ doesn’t exist.”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“And the concept of ‘anywhere’ does?”

“...”

“Oh and you’re sitting on it.”

The teacher will look under themself and literally find it, and when they look up she’s nowhere to be seen.

lo'ak: We have 2 options. Either theatre or band, but I think he’d lean more into being the cool guitar guy in a band. He would shred really well and he knows all the chords, he can play any song with just 10 minutes of experimenting and he would write his own songs (some of them dedicated to….a special someone). And for theatre he’d be more into funny little school dramas rather than plays like Hamilton or Beetlejuice.

ao'nung: This guy is an insane math genius. He doesn’t even actually pay attention to the math lesson, he just listens for the first 5-10 minutes of explanation and boom he understands everything perfectly. Anyone would swear he has like a calculator built into his head with how freakishly speedy he is at calculating things.

“Does anyone know what 67 x 23 i-”

“1541.”

“How did you-” “It’s so easy??”

HE IS A MENACE. Don’t even bother doing your taxes just call Ao’nung (and give him 5 bucks) he’ll have it done in 30 minutes or less. The teachers keep trying to get him to join the math club but he keeps declining, insisting that he already knows what his passion is.

rotxo: He gives major literature vibes. Either that or he’d be really good at multiple languages (he learned 4 to impress 4 different girls that all rejected him). He’s really good with his words and never has any grammar mistakes, he knows the meaning of every word and every phrase. Dictionary who? Oh, and he likes poetry but he keeps it a secret from everyone (only Ao’nung, Tsireya, and Kiri know about it).

tsireya: Now THIS is a Hamilton girlie. Like Lo’ak, she’d be really into theatre or band as in the singer. Her voice is angelic and literally would enrapture everyone’s attention with the first note she sings. She is shy with it though, but Lo’ak is her designated hype man, constantly telling her how good she is at singing and encouraging her to be more confident (so sweet). One time they sang a little duet of an original song Lo’ak wrote and it blew up on YouTube getting like 1.7 million likes. If you ask them where the video is now they’ll say that Lo’ak’s little sister deleted it for her slime asmr youtube channel.

⌲ C for Coolness Scale (If you asked everyone in the school to rate how cool they were on a scale from 0-10, what would they get?)

neteyam: 0.1/10. Nobody considers him “cool”, he’s the golden boy of the school but not like Ao’nung. He’s perfect, but not cool. Kind, but never cool. You asked Lo’ak and he immediately gave his brother a 0 without second thought. Kiri gave him a 1 because she felt bad. Ao’nung also immediately said 0. Tsireya felt too bad to answer the question (cause she knows he’s not cool) and said “whatever Lo’ak said” because she expected him to rate him higher. He didn’t. Rotxo said “whatever Ao’nung said.” and he KNEW he gave him a 0.

kiri: A solid 6/10. Everyone thinks she’s funny, and a bunch of girls gave her a 10 because….👀 Anyways, she mostly keeps to herself and has the most neutral face ever by default, nobody really knows her except for her brothers and Tsireya + Rotxo (Ao’nung is an honourable mention since he knows stuff about her from Tsireya and Rotxo), so everyone thinks she’s the mysterious type when in reality she just keeps her personality to herself and her friends cause “nobody asked”.

lo'ak: 3.5/10. He’s funny and chill but tries to be cool but he isn’t. Tsireya gave him a 9, Neteyam gave him a 2, Ao’nung a 0, Rotxo a 0, Kiri a 0.5. Everyone else gave him 3’s or 4’s cause they appreciate the effort but he’s not cool he’s more of a funny guy.

ao'nung: 9.8/10. Everyone likes him, literally everyone. He’s super popular and all the girls (and some guys) swoon over him whenever he walks past them in the halls, wherever he sits there's bound to be people asking him stuff and wishing him good luck for his games. He’s cool with all the guys, super cool with the girls. He doesn’t like to play with anyone’s feelings so he hasn’t dated anyone yet (his mom raised him right fr). He does have a cocky side to him which he only shows if he knows the other person won’t take it seriously (so literally basically everyone). Even Lo’ak and Neteyam gave him 9’s. The only reason it’s at a 9.8 is because Kiri gave him a 0.

rotxo: I swear if you ask anyone about him they’d be like ‘Who? Oh the guy that hangs around Ao’nung.’ you would have to give up cause too many people would say “who” or “idk”, poor guy. Ao’nung gave him a 10 but you would ask him last cause of what happened with Tsireya (rigged). He’d get a 7/10 but the only voters were Neteyam, Lo’ak, Kiri, Tsireya and Ao’nung.

tsireya: A 10. But how? Ao’nung is the school’s golden boy and she’s the golden girl, but she’s not cool. Realistically she’d get something like a 2. Like Neteyam, she’s super sweet and kind but she’s not cool. Lo’ak was biased and gave her a 10. But here’s the thing; Ao’nung gave her a 10. So naturally….everyone else gave her a 10.

⌲ D for Diligence (Do they submit their assignments early or late?)

neteyam: Super diligent, he’ll submit any assignment as soon as possible. He never clicks on different browsers when there’s an assignment due by the end of the class + he types really fast like it’s insane (his wpm is 369).

kiri: She is literally UNHINGED. If an assignment is due 6.00pm on a wednesday she’ll submit it at 5.59.59pm on a wednesday. Doesn’t matter when the assignment is due, she’ll always submit it like either a second before or directly on time of when it’s due. If school is closed on the due date (like it’s a saturday or sunday) she’ll submit it on Friday right before that teacher goes home. She knows when they go home. Not even on their desk, It’ll be waiting for them in their bag/car. Unhinged.

lo'ak: Assignment? what assignment? It’s all late. LATE. But not like days late, they’re always max 3 days late. He’s not that irresponsible, sometimes he just forgets. He does care about his grades, he’s trying his best. One time he submitted it like 2 minutes late and sent a whole 10 paragraph email to the teacher begging them to not take points off just this one time. They did, thankfully.

ao'nung: He submits them a day before. He procrastinates a lot but he always manages to get everything done in time. Has never submitted an assignment late before.

rotxo: He too hasn’t ever submitted an assignment late, but he always submits his assignments at the most UNGODLIEST of hours. He would submit it on the day of but at like 3.33am for no reason. His teachers are very concerned about his health.

tsireya: Diligent like Neteyam but very relaxed, she does her assignments on her own time. She’ll submit it like 2-3 days before.

⌲ E for Extracurricular (What clubs/team are they in?)

neteyam: Oddly enough, he’s on the swim team, and he’s a hella good swimmer. I just think it makes sense, like just think about neteyam in the swim team. Just think about it. If not swim then he’d be part of the Student Council, like the secretary or something. Maybe both, who knows.

kiri: 100% a member of debate more than anything. She just loves using her intellect to fight people, and you gotta respect that. She’s also vice president of the student council, being much more intimidating than the actual president.

lo'ak: TRACK TEAM. Boy he can RUN, he’s super nimble on his feet and the coaches consider him a blessing from heaven. He has a really good stamina and great endurance, he could run for hours if he really tried. If you ever anger him by talking crap about his family or Tsireya, find a really good hiding spot because you cannot outrun this man.

ao'nung: Captain of the basketball team. Like come on. He loves basketball, it’s his life and he wants to become a professional athlete. He’s willing to do whatever it takes. Oh and he’s treasurer of the student council, just because the president thought he’d be perfect for the job.

rotxo: Newspaper team. He’s great with words and he’s everywhere like an NPC, making him the perfect guy to take photos of literally anything. He definitely has his own column in the school newspaper where you can ask for advice in his anonymous email and he’ll respond in the newspaper (his fake name is Tory).

tsireya: President of the student council. She knows exactly what the school needs and she provides it, the activities/festivals/events she plans are always the bomb and everyone supports her as the president. She’s super nice and is too afraid to get mad at anyone, so Kiri or Ao’nung will do it for her. She is not afraid to show her disappointment with a sharp glare, however, which would literally destroy the heart of any troublemaker trying to ruin any school festivities.

⌲ F for F#?@!!! (Do they swear at school?)

neteyam: No

kiri: Won’t swear at anyone (except for Ao’nung) but does whisper profanity under her breath if she’s stressed out or something. Constantly pulls the middle finger at her brothers (more often at Lo'ak) and Ao’nung though.

lo'ak: Yes, definitely not around teachers but yes, but he’s started to calm it down after Tsireya confronted him about it.

ao'nung: No

rotxo: Once. He was sitting a test in Economics one day and he yelled “F#?!” out of nowhere, got up from his seat and walked out the door. Ao’nung was confused as hell. Being the good friend he was, he snatched Rotxo’s abandoned paper when the teacher wasn’t looking and finished it for him, with a few different answers from his to avoid suspicion, letting him get a B- rather than an F.

tsireya: No

⌲ G for Girl/Guy Magnet (Do they attract more boys or more ladies?)

neteyam: Definitely the girls, they like him cause he’s the soft stoic type and a gentleman. The girls that aren’t into Ao’nung are definitely into Neteyam. He’s super nice and one time he helped a girl pick up her fallen books. That day she fell in love.

kiri: Both. She’s so chill with it and super sarcastic and funny which definitely earns her points in both departments. The guys enjoy her presence, they think she’s different cause her way of messaging is like a guy which confuses them at first but then they really enjoy texting her for no reason (annoys her to hell tbh), leave the woman alone. But if it was a GIRL texting Kiri, she’d have no problem rizzing them up subtly.

lo'ak: Not a magnet at all. And he wouldn’t have it any other way. He bagged a beautiful, gorgeous, kind, loyal, honest, funny girl and he’s not interested in anyone else.

ao'nung: Both. Be so fr. He’s nice but also likes to tease people, he’s funny and confident and hot. And he works out and he’s smart which is like damn how many blessings did Eywa give him? Both girls and boys adore him a lot and look up to him, but he always lets people down gently.

rotxo: Also not a magnet. It’s not like he’s unattractive or anything, but always sits next to Ao’nung or hangs next to Kiri which ultimately takes the attention completely away from him. But he’s alright with it, he already has someone in mind which he’s already close to.

tsireya: Both. Need I say more? She’s literally a mix of Neteyam and Ao’nung (NOT IN THAT WAY) and she always enjoys taking care of herself and she has an impeccable taste in fashion, earning her extra extra bonus points. She would have received like three dozen love letters by now if it weren’t for her older brother, always making sure she’s safe from stupid boys who might break her heart. He may have forgotten about Lo'ak though, but as long as he doesn't hurt her everything will be fine.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3 | pt. 4 | masterlist

that's all for part 1! idk when part 2 will come out cause I have a lot to do this week, including 2 other WIP fics and making a masterlist. I hope you guys enjoyed it and please lmk if you have any suggestions or comments, i'd love to know what u guys think 💚

i'm also making a hashtag specifically for modern avatar au content that any other creator can use freely (it'll be the first one listed below) so it's easier for people to find this sort of stuff cause everytime i type avatar modern au its avatar the last airbender 😭

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Sky May Fall

Author's notes: Alpharius in Living Water AU. Thank you to @egrets-not-regrets for letting me borrow Mara.

Past =-= Next

Warnings: Confrontations? Let me know if I need to add more.

Summary: For Orlys the Alpharius things are starting to go wrong.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams,

Tagged continued: @sleepyfan-blog, @whorety-k, @ms--lobotomy @bispecsual @thevoidscreams

Tagged continued: @i-am-a-dragon34, @gra93fruit-blog

There is something slightly off about the way he looks, like someone has wrapped him in a fine mist or something. He does look handsome, hopeful and earnest at least. There is something slightly green to the blue of his eyes that is almost bothering her. 

But then again, from what she's heard from the friendly, allied mer astartes that they can have a more ‘blended’ appearance of their gene-seed isn't ‘pure’ whatever that means.

She won't ask right now, as that seems like a terribly invasive question to ask someone that you just met. So she carefully starts asking him the ice breaker and light getting to know how a person questions. 

He seems to perk up a little at that, somehow, for every one question she asks, and gets an answer from him. He asks her three more and seems to get her life's Story out of her in bits and pieces over the next few months as they gradually get to know one another. During this whole thing, some of the Elders of her tribe check Zarius out and assess him and his intentions.

For a while the elders seem content with his answers and presence near their colony, if carefully watched. He never seems to be around at the same time any of Lenora's boys are over visiting, be it her kids or Erriox. Which seems to just be a coincidence, especially since she doesn't always tell him if they are coming for a visit. 

She has seen how Ramiel and Cedric Interact, with each other and the world around him. So far Zarius acts similar to them, if a bit different and part of her wonders is if that slightly offkey behavior is simply him being much older. She has occasionally mentioned her Bonded Space Marine to the fledglings, who are of course curious about him, if a tad wary of meeting him for reasons that they keep to themselves.

It takes her a while to notice it, but sometimes she feels an odd… shift in his presence, in his magic and soul. She had talked to Elder Mara about it, vaguely worried, and she's told that they were monitoring that situation as well and if things seemed… worrisome to speak up about it. Which she agreed to do as she didn't want to do something that could potentially harm her colony on purpose. 

The vaguely unsettling feeling of wrongness faded after a while had she started to feel like it was just something that had been silly or just not what Actually happened. When that strange shift happened in his Soul again. 

She spoke to the elders about it, and a closer watch was issued to him for the strangeness he exhibits, despite acting almost exactly the same, but with slightly different personality quirks.

Could mer-astartes have multiple personality disorder? It was something that she’d ask fledgling Cedric or Ramiel next time they visited. She knows that one of them has training in medicine and the body, while the other was trained in mind healing.

She’s pulled from her thoughts by her Zarius who croons at her from the water showing off his powerful frame in the water and swimming around her. He’d caught a few impressively large fish that she was helping to prepare for their meal. It would be added to the rest of the food that the Colony was going to eat.

=-=

Orlys has been tending to Lana, who’s his squad’s shared Bonded, it’s rare and mostly a very low kind of Bond. But Bonding does and can happen for Alpha legion mer-astartes. It’s just a lot more difficult for them to Bond and it’s nowhere near as strong as the bonds the other Legions and Chapters get.

He had been doing his duty shift with protecting and watching over Lana and helping out her Colony of Gannet harpies for a few weeks when something seems to have upset them.

He idly sends a message to the rest of his squad, trying to see if he can gather more information on what it is. Such things are sent so that the whole squad knows so that there are no ‘gaps’ in the memories of ‘Zarius’ the Black Templar.

They had been doing a good job making sure not to accidentally meet the whole damned squad of Primaris Space Mer-Astartes who’d got at least one of them Bonded to a different Harpy.

One was a Blood Angel Librarian with Wings (not… great for keeping things secret). Two are Black Templars, one an Apothecary in Training the other a Chaplain in  Training, which would make pretending to be a Black Templar more… difficult as they could be observant due to their specialized training.

An Ultramarine Scout and a Raven Guard Scout, the latter possibly having some latent Psykery from the way the mages fussed over him and talked about ‘lesson plans’.

They are Alpha Legion, which means tricking the other legions is easy for them to do. But with at least two of them being Psykers, and the observant natures of the other three, it was easier to try to avoid them, without seeming like they are avoiding them for best practices at the moment.

He’s glad that, despite the Harpies having increased magical ability and sensitivity that they haven’t seen him, Zarius, Zariel, and Keed have all met her. The fifth member of their squad has yet to meet her.  He notices that there seems to be a bit of a Discussion happening between some of the Harpy Elders, who seem to have determined, frowns on their faces as they head over to him.

“Did you need something?” Orlys asks them with a nod.

“Who are you?” Mara asks him sharply and he blinks at her in confusion.

“I am-,” Orlys starts to lie to her.

“Please don’t lie it, it will only make things worse for you,” Mara says warningly. “We decided to allow it when there was only one or two of you, but now it seems to be that there are at least four different ‘Zarius’ the Black Templar.”

[jisungsdaydreamer]

Ghost of You

«GENERAL M.LIST» · «NAVIGATION» · «TALK TO ME» · «TAGLIST»

SYNOPSIS He’s gone from your dimension now, but there’s nothing stopping him from finding his own world.

Pairing: Han Jisung x fem!reader Genre: angst, horror, supernatural au Warnings: swearing, death, brief depiction of murder, ghosts, betrayal, mentions of cheating Word Count: 1.3k

NOTE: Images are from this moodboard by the amazing @jinniebit

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Jisung doesn’t remember dying. 

The day it happened had been normal, like any other. He had woken up in the morning late, some time past noon, after another long night of staying up to finish a college term paper. He had scrolled through his phone while eating his makeshift breakfast of coffee and half a pack of M&Ms. He had hunted around for his keys for twenty minutes before realizing they were in his pocket the entire time and deciding to leave his criminally cramped apartment for a brief outing.

It was a sunny day, he remembers that. A rare respite from the unforgivingly frigid climate of his city, he had felt the rays of warmth kissing his cheeks and the gusts of gentle breeze ruffling his hair. Even thinking about everything going wrong in his life, from school to his relationship with you, as he did on walks like these, he could feel the stress melting away like the light sweat dampening his skin. There was nothing but him and the idyllic suburbia around him. 

He remembers being lost in his own thoughts, admiring the uniform rows of the prim little houses, the matching sets of leafy oak trees that adorned them, and the robin’s egg blue shade of the sky. He also remembers preparing to cross the street before he felt someone’s hands exerting pressure on his back, propelling him forward. He remembers the faint roar of the approaching engine above the unsuspecting beat of his frightened heart. He remembers getting the breath knocked out of him, the flash of searing pain, and then everything going black.

But he doesn’t remember dying. He can’t picture being surrounded by his friends and family, all of them there as he stills on his bed. He can’t collect the sensation of life slowly fading out of his limbs gnarled with age. He can’t collect the feeling of leaving with a smile on his face, content with a life long lived and loved. He can’t summon the idea of the death that he had always imagined he would meet, because he was never done. Jisung’s story was unfinished, cruelly ripped from him. And it would stay that way, a tragically youthful face of the past, never to have another word written about it.

The first thing Jisung does remember is how fucking cold it was. He had sat up on the sidewalk, knees drawn to his chest as he curiously watched the agitated scene unfold in front of him, the uncertain bystanders gathering around in some sort of spectacle and the paramedics arriving, shouting for everyone to get out of the way. Jisung was about to move aside to allow them room, before he realized that he didn’t have to. Because the rigid body being zipped up into a depressing black cover was his. The limp arm hanging out of the bag, before being tucked in, was his. The discarded pair of keys on the ground that no one paid any attention to was his. 

So he was dead now. Great.

Then he saw his best friend, screaming in horror and being held back by a neighbor, before being allowed to talk to the police officers that had appeared. The confusion Jisung initially felt upon seeing him dissolved into excruciating grief, the kind induced only by being stabbed in the back. Or rather, being pushed into a speeding bus by the man he once called his own brother.

Having heard enough of his lies, Jisung turned and walked away. He witnessed everyone in his life receive the news of his death— the shock, the crying, the collapses on the floor. But he didn’t feel particularly moved, because at least in death, he didn’t have to worry about all of the incoming deadlines, the stern and loveless family dinners he was forced to attend, and the calls that his merciless landlord kept spamming him with. And best of all, he didn’t have to be the unsuspecting idiot killed by his best friend. Instead, he could just be another friendly ghost watching the world turn without him.

But Jisung still carries a portion of the sentiment he lauded when he was alive, so that’s why he makes his way up the steps to the church. He enters the cemetery like the guest of honor he is, holding his head up high and strolling in with his arms folded expectantly. There’s the headstone framed with fucking gardenias, the one flower he was allergic to, freshly erected in front of the ditch where his coffin is being lowered into. He had always wished to be cremated, not buried in the ground as if in a crime, but then again, someone at his funeral did have a reason to feel guilty.

Jisung watches that person of interest, the sobbing Judas, the Brutus to his Caesar, deliver his eulogy. The lines are tasteful, poignant yet affectionate, as anyone would expect, but all Jisung can think of is how good of an actor his best friend is. He wants to be able to eat again, so he can hold a bucket of popcorn and enjoy the damn show. And then he sees you.

Beautiful as ever, you’re dressed in a black silk dress and a matching netting veil that does a crappy job of concealing your delicately contorted features. The large, expressive eyes that Jisung fell in love with are filled with tears, and the lips he’d kissed so many times are pressed into a tight line. And watching your misery, he almost forgives you for everything you had put him through, for all of the canceled dates that he painstakingly made time for, the unwarranted fights and emotional abuse, the failure that you constantly deemed him to be. He almost forgives you, but then his best friend pulls you aside during the reception indoors, taking it upon himself to comfort you in the darkened corridor where no one else strays. 

And what ample consolation it is, with its breathless whispers of relief and stifled sighs of sin fulfilled, and Jisung wonders if both his girlfriend and best friend missed their respective callings at drama school. He doesn’t stay there long, fucking off to find somewhere he doesn’t have to hear the two people he loved the most in his life gloat about making their fantastic getaway in cheating and murdering him.

Jisung leaves both that hallway and his shattered heart behind him, walking on. He blankly goes past all of the inconsequential people and problems in the world, meandering until he reaches the edge of a dense thicket. He recalls his childhood fears of the malevolent forest entities in his grandmother’s stories. But then he just laughs, a pure, hearty sound, because he’s dead. He has no reason to be afraid, because that’s the role of the living.

He steps into the forest with a new spring to his step; there’s no one else nearby for miles, but he feels no fatigue. As the brush around him grows even thicker when he passes through a strange shrine, Jisung feels a sudden chill spread throughout himself. He looks up to see numerous pale apparitions floating around him in the fog. 

Some of them look almost like people, while others are indiscernible, glowing shapes among the darkening trees. They do not approach him, but they do not disturb him either, merely alerting him of their presence. The iciness has faded into a strange warmth, a feeling of security, of home. For the first time in a long while, Jisung feels not so lonely, for these are his fellow tortured spirits, devastated specters, and longing phantoms. They are his kind, the beings with no belonging, the ones who traded the trials of being mortal for mortality. He has left his corporeal form, cast into this dimension for the spurned in-between. He has purpose here, in this forest of lost souls. And he shall stay here, dancing with the undead and gleefully awaiting the day when he’ll be able to exact his sinister revenge.

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[impyssadobsessions]

HUNTER Au. But with valerie as phantom n danny as a hunter!!!

Ok what if vlad's plan at the reunion still failed because of jack. Danny not being phantom is none thw wiser to vlad being a ghost.

Events continue but definitely not the same. The portal was not completed by the time reunion happen. So vlad co buys out Valerie's dad's workplace. With fentons working there.

Valerie ends up becoming a half ghost do to a mishap. A sabotage that was actually planned by vlad but he didnt plan for one of his employees daughters to visit. (Explaining this poorly i is)

Valerie being half ghost is pissed at the fentons for what they done. And makes it known while trying to get a grip of her powers n ghost problem around town.

Fentons end up dying and vlad has perfect outlet to blame murders on. The new little heroine.

Only one who didnt die was danny.. and under his godfather he has a way to fight ghosts...

Vlad's completely amused and pushes the boy to get rid of that girl who destroyed his gamily.. unbeknownst the ghost who did was right there.

School life valerie feels bad for danny n apologizes to him. Danny n Valerie get along like they did in show.

But its flipped. With danny hating her alter ego, n valerie unable to blame him for it. But soon learns vlad is the mastermind.. which fuels her rage more because danny is being played like a pawn.

Idk if i explain it well but idea free for anyone uwu. Basically valerie is the ghost hero n Danny's the hunter.

Ooo imagine her colors still being mainly red.. maybe red hair instead of inverted to white.

Danny being green hunter. Well probably a cooler name but color scheme green still.

Also can see danny being terrified of ghosts but after his family is taken, he thinks his parents are right n has to stop the ghosts.

Vlad not having bonded with danny over being half ghost n this girl is more of a nuance than worth keeping, he's just amused. Though still cares for the boy but more as a momento or trophy of maddie. Maybe still trying to clone her n the basement hidden part of the lab.

Oooooo danny unknowingly building majority of or fixing majority of Vlad's machines. His blueprints being used for more dastardly things.

So when the reveal happens its very climatic!

Valerie is captured and about to be taken out. Vlad is revealed and danny just stands n horror realizing what he done... what vlad has done... who valerie is...

And like always, vlad under estimates the ppl around him. And danny is done being a pawn. Him n valerie team up. Only to talk as sun rises up.

Danny sitting on hoverboard as she floats next to him.

"So what are you going to do now? Sniper?"

"..I.. i don't know. Vlad's my guardian but... i don't know. They won't keep me from him. There is nothing i can do to prove he's.. and that he killed..."

"Don't worry hover boy, we'll find out a way. He won't get away with this."

"We? After I tried to-You should hate me!"

"Tch. You were just trying to avenge your family. I would have done the same for less."

"Still doesn't change the fact that-"

"Danny. Only person I hate right now is Vlad. He put us up to this! You. Me. Your parents. He's to blame.. besides. I know how sweet you are in person. You would never hate someone without good reason. " putting a hand on his shoulder.

Danny sat there quietly as he glanced over at Valerie. He smiled weakly, "You're glowing."

"Pfft. What else is new, Fenton?"

"Also just realize red is definitely your color. "

"Glad to hear because its not like i can change it. Unlike you. Green is not ur color."

"Hey! Why not?"

"You always look more blue to me."

"Great at pointing out my trauma n depression ms. Wraith."

"Not what i meant," she rolled her eyes with a grin and shoved him lightly with her shoulder. "No blue like water and the sky. "

"Sky is refraction of water vapor-"

"Danny!"

"Okay okay ill stop."

....

"We should get someone to house you."

"Like who?"

"Well there is a certain fanboy-"

"No! No way!!! You cant be-oh man you are..."

[nativeofsumeru]

Zhongli x fem!reader

A/N: I wrote this EXTREMELY long ago so I’m not sure how it holds up to present day. I just thought I’d dump it here anyway in case someone likes it. I did shave off the original ending as it was very dramatic and dark (I already pulled that off in my first Xiao fic lol). So if the ending seems off or rushed that’s why.

(not proofread)

(AU-u r a secretary, Zhongli isa ceo/boss)

"Mr. Zhongli? The new orders have come in."

"Ah, Ms (YN). Please place the papers on my desk and I will be sure to finish them on time.

"Of course Mr. Zhongli. And, um, I have already scheduled everything on your calendar for the next month and a half." He nodded and smiled at her. "Thank you my love. I knew I could count on you." She blushed at his compliments. They heard faint heels clacking and a knock on the door.

"Come in."  Mr. Zhongli said loudly. 

"Sir, your wife is here to see you." Ganyu, his front desk lady, told him. He nodded and sighed. (YN) looked disappointed. Zhongli noticed.

"No worries my love," She looked at him. "Once her son is 18 you will have me all to yourself." (YN) gave a sad smile and proceeded to walk out of her boss' office. She saw Mrs. Ningguang walk by, swiftly, and poised with grace. Mrs. Ningguang was always so beautiful. Her strides were always elegant and well calculated, and her beauty was unmatched even without makeup. The Mrs barely acknowledged her presence and (YN) had to admit she was jealous, but she kept her head low. Once Nigguang passed, (YN) turned around and saw her assertively enter her husband's office. The office was practically soundproof...(YN) would know. But damn did the two yell loudly at each other. Muffled yells could be heard from outside. It was obvious the couple barely got along when it came to most important issues, however outside of closed doors they always seemed content with each other. (YN) walked towards the front where Ganyu was sitting typing away at her computer. Sitting in a chair in the corner on his phone was Zhongli and Ningguang's 17 year old son. (YN) tried to be cordial and say hello.

"Hey Xiao." He didn't look up from the screen and whatever he was scrolling through. 

"Hi." He said coldly. (YN) decided not to try and entertain him any further. The last thing she needed was to hurt the kid more than he probably already was. She couldn't imagine living in such a household. A big mansion and everything you could ever want, except your parents have a better than decent relationship with each other. In three months though, Zhongli would finally belong to her at least. They would finally get married and have their own life.

~~

"Mr. Zhongli, I have those papers you wanted!" (YN) started until the door closed. "Can we talk please?" Zhongli stopped what he was writing and looked up at her.

"Of course my jade? What would you like to discuss?" (YN) kept herself together.

"Your son is 19." Zhongli looked at her as if she just discovered the sky was blue. 

"Observative." (YN) she was getting upset.

"You said when he turned 18. He's about to finish his first year of university!" Zhongli was displeased with her tone. He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You really are easily misled." She was caught off guard.

"W-What?!" Zhongli set his arms down on his desk and glared at her with his harsh golden eyes.

"Have you not noticed how often my wife comes around these parts for the past year? Have you not noticed how there are no longer shouts being exchanged in my office or an atmosphere of tension?" She only stumbled over her words. He silenced her. "You are observant enough to know my son's age without me telling you yet you're not observant enough to notice little details about me and my life." She stayed silent. "And you wanted to be my wife." He chuckled. She began to cry. There was silence. He simply stared at her before his next words.

"You're fired."

"WHAT?!"

"Leave my building now willingly or you will be escorted by security. I will not ask again." She ran out of the office with tears falling down her cheeks.

[numberonepeacock]

Futari wa Pretty Cure Splash Star Characters as Mobians

🌸🕊️🎐🌕🌸🕊️🎐🌕🌸🕊️🎐🌕🌸🕊️🎐🌕🌸🕊️🎐🌕

Cures:

Saki Hyuuga/Cure Bloom/Cure Bright - Auburn Rabbit

Mai Mishou/Cure Egret/Cure Windy - Dark Purple Blue Jay

Faires:

Flappy - Cure Chao

A Flower Spirit

Partner of Cure Bloom

Choppy - Cure Chao

A Bird Spirit 

Partner of Cure Egret

Moop - Cure Chao

A Moon Spirit

Channel his power through Flappy to allow Saki Hyuuga to transform into Cure Bright

Foop - Cure Chao

A Wind Spirit 

Channel her power through Choppy to allow Mai Mishou to transform into Cure Windy

Magical Allies:

Princess Filia - Seedrian

Is the Princess of the Land of Fountains. 

Villians:

Akudaikan - Male Seedrian

The evil ruler of Dark Fall.

Goyan - Dragon

Akudaikaan's aide.

Karehan - Wood Deer

He controls the Fountain of Trees.

Moerumba - Phoenix

He controls the Fountain of Fire.

Dorodoron - Part Mole, Part Spider

He controls the Fountain of Earth.

Ms. Shitataare - White Nine-Tailed Fox

She controls the Fountain of Water.

Kintoleski - Chimera

He controls the Fountain of Gold.

Family:

Daisuke Hyuuga - Black Rabbit

Saki's father.

He owned a bread and cake store called PANPAKA Pan Bakery.

Saori Hyuuga - Brown Rabbit

Saki's mother.

She worked with her husband at the family bread store PANPAKA Pan Bakery.

Minori Hyuuga - Brown Rabbit

Saki's younger sister.

Korone - Cat Flicky

The pet of Hyuuga's family.

Kouichirou Mishou - Blue Jay (has brown ascents)

Mai's father

Used to be a famous astronomy scientist. He built his own telescope for the observatory in his house.

Kanako Mishou - Darker Blue (almost black) Blue Jay

Mai's mother.

She is a professor of archaeology at a university.

Kazuya Mishou - Darker Blue (almost black) Blue Jay

The older brother of Mai.

Supporting People:

Kaoru Kiryuu - Raven

A denizen of Dark Fall.

Together with her sister Michiru, they control the Fountain of Sky.

She and Michiru come to Yuunagi Junior High as exchange students in an attempt to infiltrate Pretty Cure but eventually end up becoming friends with them instead.

Michiru Kiryuu - Dark Velvet Raccoon

A denizen of Dark Fall and is always together with her sister Kaoru.

She and Kaoru come to Yuunagi Junior High as exchange students in an attempt to infiltrate Pretty Cure but eventually end up becoming friends with them instead.

Kenta Hoshino - Flounder

Long time friend of Saki.

Kengo Hoshino - Flounder

Kenta's father.

He runs a fishing boat shop, Hoshinoya, and is the captain of the ship.

Shizue Hoshino - Elk

Kenta's mother.

Hitomi Itou - Swan

Saki and Mai's fellow classmate and friend of Saki.

Yuuko Outa - Rhinocero

Saki and Mai's fellow classmate and friend of Saki.

Shinohara-sensei - Brown Bear

Is the homeroom teacher for class 2B in Yuunagi Junior High.

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Previously: 🖤🤍💛 | Next: 🦋🌹

Masterpost of AU: Jewel Sonicure AU Masterpost

[fatgumsurpremacy-remastered]

Welcome folks-

My name is Festen Martinez, you can call me Festen. I am an actor above all else and a writer second. I write and draw for Team Fortress Two, as well as the Batman Rouges, (Some Hazbin), and FNAF. If you spark up a convo with me and I know the property and character you have a good chance at me writing for them too.

Feel free to send me requests and I’ll have a look. Current count (41, with 3 more in drafts).

Follow my second blog @faire-of-fictition

My hazbin oc blogs: @mc-tooley-tobias-toby , and @magnum-pritchard-repro

Other info:

21

He/Its

Bisexual

Transmasc

American (West Virginia, and Texas)

You can send me requests for your OCS or you can ask for mine as well. Don’t me shy, make yourself at home. 🧡

Requests open!

I am a Fandom Writer:

I write for:

Btas villains: Riddler, Twoface, Mad Hatter, Scarecrow, Harley, Ivy. Batman also

TF2: All Mercs AND MS PAULING

I will write:

•Should be obvious but chubby (or fat) reader

•Yandere (preferred)

•Smut (preferred, just reference what you’d want in the ask and I’ll give it to ya.)

•Non con/ Dub con/ CNC

•Platonic

•Headcannons

•Drabbles

•Imagines

I’ll draw any of the above as well

I won’t write (or draw)

•Scat

•Pedophillia

•Age Regression (dkh)

•Detransition

Masterlists:

Tf2

Demoman:

Demo joining a LARP group!

Yandere Demo w/ an s/o who doesn’t like dancing

Yan demo w/ bartender S/O

Engineer

Yandere Conagher Brothers x oblivious reader

Dell x trans husband smut

Yandere Engie and forced affection

Traveling preist Engie Art by @virginstoner666 💗

Go! Yandere Engineer x GN reader (almost smut)

Heavy:

Yan heavy cuddles!

Pyro

Yandere Platonic Emesis py Reader

Semi unmasked art

Ms. Pauling

Yandere Ms. Pauling

Semi Marriage proposal

Platonic Ms. Pauling and new trainee

Medic:

Yandere medic smut

Yandere medic with a captive that goes missing

Yandere medic and a partner w/ stolkholm

Yandere medic lap dance

Yandere medic Cycle of violence smut

Scout:

Get bonked

Yandere scout, kissing practice

Platonic scout

Sniper:

In my style

With a bratty so smut

Soldier:

Nsfw thoughts

Platonic Solly and overstimulated hugs

Spy:

Yandere spy egg vibes

All:

Yandere Red Octoberfest drawing

Would I trust them with my pets?

Demo and heavy x reader Head-cannons

Mercs reacting to a love letter

Yandere emesis Blue x reader

Yandere medic and sniper w/ clingy s/o

Emesis character comfort

Yandere mercs and if they’re comforting or not

Yandere mercenaries and how scary they are when jealous

Yandere Angel au with Sniper, Solider, and Medic smut

My my mercenaries

Soldier/Demo

Medic/engineer

Merc Headcannons

Memed science party

Spy and Engie dad stance

Btas

Alberto

Cornelius Stirk:

Stirk img.

Eddie

BTAS Eddie nsfw snippet

Yandere Arkham asylum riddler w/ shy and anxious reader

Yan telltale riddler with a reader who tries to escape

Yandere telltale Eddie

Yandere Arkham Eddie hcs

Handling it (smut)

Caked up Eddie img.

Eddie frame redraws💚

In my style: Ed and Jerv 💚💙

Nightmares img.

An Ed Kento for Sunny 💚💛

For Arkhamverse simps

Scantily clad ed

5’2 Au pt 1

5’2 suited up

5’2 Au ground img.

5’2 classic mv

5’2 smut pic

There’s a light img.

BTAS Insp. Art

Indulgent riddlebat

More fancy Eddie Art

Dilf Eddie?

Flashy Eddie ing.

Yandere platonic Eddie teaching riddles

Harley:

Harvey:

Au art

Harvey and insert art

Tasteful nudity

Ivy:

Jack:

Joinker au

More whore clown img.

Jervis:

Bonkers img

Jervis img.

Wonderlan img.

Reading img.

Johnathan:

Johnny img.

Scarecrow design img

BTAS scarecrow yandere head-cannons

Comp drawing w/ batman

Yandere BTAS headcannons

Ozwald:

Oswald Img.

Compilation

Au Squad: Jervis, John, Jack, and Edd

5’2 height matrix img (WIP)

Batman Vigilante Squad Au

Hazbin/Helluva Boss

Alastor

Under the Same Young Sky (male reader, ao3)

Vox

Yandere Vox housespouse

It Takes Time to See a Doll, Yandere Vox x Cis!Fem Reader P[1] [1.5]

Vox x chubbyfem reader wip

Ocs

Maddox

Maddox x reader play fighting

[marvelsfavoriteuncle]

Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? - Marvel AU

Pairing: JJ & Elizabeth Stark, Howard & JJ, Rick & Luna, Ethan & Liane

Established niece & nephew: Tony & JJ

Extra characters: Pepper, Maria Hill, The Avengers, The Young Avengers and etc

Note: May 29th, happy birthday to iron man himself Tony Stark lol

———

A blonde walked up the sets of the tower, as if the light was shining through the window and the sky was clear as day. She entered the elevator wearing an elegant black vest with dress pants to match, her hair was lush and glimpses of blonde lights peaking through, bouncing off her shoulders. She held her suit jacket in hand.

JARVIS blinked on his bright blue light in the elevator wings, as if announcing her presence. It seemed like JARVIS glitched for a moment then reloaded to the mainframe, working in an orderly fashion like always.

“Good evening, Ms Underwood.” He said, in his trademark British accent.

“Heh, good evening, JARVIS.” She replied, with a light smile, “What’s on the agenda for tonight?”

“Well the young ones are in the main area, Ms Potts is out shopping as always. And one of your kids was supposed to go to a briefing but it was cancelled, so now he’s in his workshop.”

“As for my work wife?”

“Ah yes, Ms Hill is at a meeting for SHIELD and will be seen later. Dr Banner is on his way back home after a trip to the grocery store. How was your day, ma’am?”

“Decent enough, thanks for asking. However I will need to push back a little dinner with Mr. Smith about prices for his wife’s new jewelry shop.”

“And the kids?”

“Open the doors and find out.”

“You got some humor, Ms. Wood.”

—

As the doors opened to the main area, Jen walked out only to be treated to the sounds of yelling and screaming.

“Oh dear..” She muttered, squeezing her eyes shut then reopening them.

Her gaze fell on Rei and Rick who were standing in front of the shout shouting over one another over the stupidest thing.

“Yo, Thing 1 Thing 2, where’s the fire?” She asked, looking between them with her hands on her hips.

“Ask your grandson.” Rick remarked, narrowing his eyes that flashed an unusual tone.

“Oh real mature, Banner.” Rei exclaimed, rolling his eyes and pointed, “He decided to go ahead with the presentation for our meeting and now they went along with his stupid ideas.”

“Did not!”

“Did too!”

“Our presentation was supposed to be about telescopes like technology. But he decided to be all father-like and make it seem all child-friendly! It’s supposed to be for adults dimwit.”

“Oh I’m sorry that some of us rather not want a proud product that won’t blow up in their faces!”

“Again, it’s for adults not children!”

Jen held up her hand and curled it into fist waving it around, as she raised her tone a bit causing both young adults to pause. Doesn’t matter what age, kids tend to stop whatever they’re doing if a parent-like figure is near.

“Wow, surprise that still works…” Julie muttered then clear her throat and turned to face them, “First off, your project seems very promising. And secondly, you can reschedule this presentation to rematch your ideas.”

“Yeah sure, like that would work.” Rei murmured crossing his arms.

“We called them and they told us they were busy working, saying our stuff is in review.” Rick added.

Jen thought for a long second and flipped on the phone, pressing a button as the line rang quick.

She wondered and waited, as she spoke, “Hello, yes this is Mrs. Stark…or Ms.Woods, whichever you prefer dolly. Two young men wanted to reschedule for another chance at their presentation, I understand your concerns and revisions but—you do realize their work can bring you a lot grand success and rewards, right?”

Another a few more minutes of speaking on the phone, she handed the phone to both Rick and Rei, telling them to behavior. But most importantly, compromise on a decision. With that she moved on, pressing a kiss to Ava her first granddaughter and well behaved who was heading to band practice, right after dance class.

She headed to the kitchen, kicking off her heels and sled into across the floor finding crackers in the back shelf along with peanut butter. She hummed in delight at the sight before her eyes. Liane and Luna were still on the kitchen table with their eyes focused on watching Season 3 of Bridgerton.

She snorted and grinned as she asked, “Is the show good girls?”

Liane looks up, “Hell yeah! Anthony is a good husband and..”

Luna cut her softly, “Shhh don’t spoil anything! Someone might be listening..and hi, JJ.”

The blonde smiled, “Hi Luna. Well you girls, enjoy yourself.”

———-

She turned around opening the fridge, sneaking around behind a set of beer bottles, to find a small set of cupcakes she baked beforehand waiting for her arrival. She was surprised no one took a handful of them yet, nonetheless she sighed in relief.

She knew the rest of the cupcakes and the sheet cake she’d ordered to arrive later on were for the young heroes anyway.

Without a second to ponder this matter, Jennie took the first step of grabbing a cupcake and a candle, stuffing a lighter in her pocket and headed downstairs to the workshop.

She slid open the door, making sure to hush JARVIS before he spoil her mini surprise, trying to make little to none noise possible as she entered the room. She flicked the lighter as a tiny flame covered the candle that was placed on the cupcake as she started to humming the song ‘Happy Birthday’ to her first silly goose.

Tony turned around, removing his headset he was currently wearing at the sound of a certain blonde humming and singing softly that silly little song for May 29th. A smile lip up his face at the sight of his aunt, who looks damn younger than she should be, holding up a picture perfect cupcake and a candle placed right in the center.

He chuckled. Hell, he giggled and snorted.

Many years later and his aunt is still keeping up the same routine of a little candle placed on a cupcake. His favorite color frosting too for added warmth and comfort.

“Make a wish and blow out the candle.” She said, softly moving the candle near his face.

Tony closed his eyes making a joke about this is rather funny as he wished on a nice evening at the tower, without nothing blowing up in his face for the 3rd time this week. Hey, the man was getting older and wanted something simpler this year! He blew out the candle and grinned.

“What’d you wish for?” She asked, removing the candle and handing the cupcake over to her nephew.

Tony took a large bite, licking his lips and hummed, “Can’t tell ya. And thank you for the little treat.”

“It’s your birthday, of course I was gonna do something for you. I can’t believe, you’ve grown up and became someone kind and supportive. I did a decent job raising you.”

“You did a good job raising me, auntie. I don’t say it enough. Dad well…not so much. But you’re pretty great. So, am i getting a big bonus surprise tonight or what?”

“I did plan on having a movie night with the family, have some drinks, ordering pizza and a huge cake.”

“What, no confetti cannons or fireworks with my name in the sky?”

“I love you but I’m not going to explode your ego. You can do anything other day of the week, mister.”

Tony just laughed at that as he hugged his mother figure. She gave him a tight squeeze and a kiss on the forehead.

——

The rest of the evening went as follows, the heroes, agents and welcomed guests all gathered around the common room to watch movies, discuss and eat pizza.

It was rather nice to not have a grand slam party on Tony’s birthday for once. Especially since his birthday fell on a Wednesday, instead of a weekend like it always does. But knowing her kid, he would try to throw himself a party this weekend anyway and she wasn’t going to stop him.

Afterwards, everyone stood around the kitchen as a large sheet cake was brought out in front of Tony. Everyone sang and chanted as he blew out his candles, allowing for the young heroes to get their hands on the cake first before the older ones did.

They definitely enjoyed it more than expected. Especially when Rick found cupcakes in the freezer just sitting there and brought it as Bruce rolled his eyes. Natasha hushed the doctor and brought him to the dance floor with Maria Hill following behind them, as Natasha dragged her and Steve into the fun. Ethan and Liane were already there chatting and dancing with drinks in hand.

Luna and Rochelle were trying to finish the movie playing on the large screen tv, meanwhile Rei and the others were playing video games next door.

Jennie stood against a wall chuckling at the sight of it all.

“So, how are you holding up?”

She turned around to find Pepper holding a glass of champagne and smiling softly, handing the blonde one.

“Honestly not so bad.” She responded with a smile, taking a gulp of the champagne.

“Glad to see you smiling too.” Pepper added.

“Yeah, how was your shopping spree?”

‘Oh amazing! I got the best deals.”

Pepper went on and on about the things she brought, how she loved having the opportunity to get the day off to do so and etc. Jennie just smiled and nodded at her friend.

Yeah, today wasn’t so bad in her opinion.

~~~

~~~~~~

Ahh that’s all folks! And yup that’s auntie JJ, I hope you like her. Might even do a Q&A week for her 😉

Anyways let me know what you guys think!

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[theroyalthrones]

The Media | An excerpt from Le Soleil Post

Tonight, The Crown Prince made a surprise visit to Le Coq Au Vin. A popular restaurant that has recently received 2 Michelin stars. On his arm, Aubrey Stuart, His Royal Highnesses rumored girlfriend. The Image of the rumored couple exiting the famed restaurant is a stark contrast to the photos that were released just a few days ago. Of His Royal Highness and Ms. Stuart dancing at Le Matignon. Either the prince's publicist team is scrambling to fix the Crown Prince's image, once again, Or His Royal Highness is actually turning a new leaf. Either way, the two dazzled the paparazzi, with Ms. Aubrey Stuart presumably getting a head-to-toe makeover. She looks gorgeous as she stands beside our Prince. In a mid-length sky blue dress…

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[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

Veronica + apocalypse AU

this ask is SO old. but–

1. Dear diary, the answer was hell. We were never going to make it to prom. Hell is much easier, though, because we were already headed toward it before Heather ever died. Even JD couldn't have known. I definitely didn't. Westerburg High is gone. So's Heather Duke, I think. Bitch that she might have been, she still didn't deserve to die. None of them did. I haven't prayed since Heather's funeral but I'm doing it again now.

2. Westerburg is one of many. Veronica is so caught up in bloodied hands and a boy who was a bomb that she misses the ones falling all around, darkening the sky. Ms. Fleming even goes silent when she realizes what's happening, foam finger falling from her hand as she gestures wildly to call the gawking teenagers inside. Heather Mac has a panic attack in the bathroom she was about to kill herself in, and Martha Dunnstock falls, her scooter tipping over in the chaos.

Veronica catches Martha even though soot gets on her purple sweatshirt, and they stake out a corner underneath the bleachers next to the goths. Teachers are screwing with the P.A. system to try and address the school, but feedback nearly pops a few eardrums. Betty Finn stands stock-still in the middle of the room for five minutes watching a smoke-darkened blue form settle a round, purple one, and when she realizes what's missing (the little sunshine, yellow-bright cheerleader to everyone but herself), she goes and fishes Mac out of the bathroom stall herself.

3. Dear diary, I miss my parents. They never really knew me, or at least not the me I really am, but they knew me, you know? They're my parents, and I don't even know if they're still alive.

It's been two weeks, and there's a new quartet at Westerburg — me, Heather Macnamara, Betty Finn, and Martha Dunnstock. I didn't realize that taking Chandler's scrunchie from Duke would be the last thing that ever happened to her. I don't even know how she died. Maybe she panicked and ran outside. I hope it wasn't painful.

I still have the gun from with JD, and his knife. I hope I don't have to use them. Everyone's been pretty civil, so far, and the teachers have organized people pretty well. It isn't the cutthroat culture we had under the Heathers. I don't know what it is now, but I think I'm helping build it.

4. Westerburg High School becomes a center point in the midst of a falling world. Heather's red scrunchie becomes a beacon for everyone who gathers there — Veronica Sawyer started a war, and came out the victor. Veronica Sawyer is a tragedy in oversized sooty clothes. Veronica Sawyer has the respect of everyone in that mangled gymnasium by virtue of a dead girl's hair tie and a living one's voice. Veronica Sawyer is a dead girl walking who made it through a bomb and a gunfight and stalks through the school halls with a cigarrette and smile for anyone who needs it. She never had a chance to tell anyone the war was over because a bigger one began just after hers ended.

Veronica Sawyer stands on a blocky speaker and says "Listen up, folks!" and they all do.

"We're all freaks and we're all damaged and we're all terrified, and that's alright."

She turns to the girl sitting on the stage, clad in purple, who nods, and Veronica nods back.

"We have a stovetop and we have Jiffy Pop and we have a movie Martha rented a month ago. Tonight, whatever else happens, we're going to watch a movie. Something with a happy ending."

5. Dear diary, my teen angst BS seems really stupid nowadays. Even Heather's death, even Ram and Kurt, all that seems so long ago and so, so stupid. Everything got so big so fast and I don't know when my world blew up, except that it started when JD did. I wish I'd spent more time softer, before, instead of having to go through all that and the end of the entire fucking world to figure it out. I wish I'd been better before, been nicer to Martha and to Betty and to Mac and not just because they're all I have. Now we all have each other, though, and I don't know if that would have happened otherwise. So.

I think my parents are dead. They may not have understood all the time but they loved me. If they were still around, they would have come looking by now. It's nearly Christmas.

At least we still have electricity. One of the younger boys found decorations in one of the storage rooms, so we have lights everywhere we can reach. Ms. Fleming brought the cinnamon candles from her office/bedroom into the gym yesterday, so it smells like the holidays, too. I don't know if anyone will have gifts, but at least we have the lights. We can still make it beautiful.

~ V.

[unamedica]

SUPERGIRL AU --

‘Lane. The name followed Vi everywhere she went, every story she uncovered, every lead she investigated—Violet Lane had quite the shoes to fill. But she was not her cousin: Lois. Vi was a PI, not a reporter… and she may have unintentionally discovered a secret the world would kill to know.’

~~~

It all began on a Thursday evening. 

Vi was punching her way through stubborn henchmen refusing to drop a name. Taking on more than she could. They wore ski masks with spray painted question marks on them: Riddler’s men. 

More like fanboys waiting to be noticed. 

Vi had one in a headlock. Her right gloved right hand was sore, but she could keep doing this all night if she had to. Young children’s lives were at risk. She investigated the wrong (or right) firm and fell into a hole of inhumanity.

But all of this had a head to run it all.

“All I need is a hint of a name. And I’ll find him.”

A man on the ground was laughing maniacally. Before Vi could turn around and react her head exploded in pain. Her vision blurred. 

Vi grunted when another blow came down. And another—and another. “Argh!”

“Who’s the bitch now?” A man asked, sounding overly confident.

Vi spit out a mouth of blood before rolling onto her back, keeping her arms raised to block her face. “You are!"

The group of men began kicking her. One even grabbed her by the throat and hauled her up—hoping to get cheap shots to her face. Vi squeezed her eyes shut and braced herself for the blows—but they never came.

She heard distant sounds of struggling and rope swinging through the air. “You know,” A feminine voice called out from the alley. “...for someone who swears they’re only walking the streets of Gotham at night for a lead… you sure know how to get your hands dirty.”

You, Vi thought.

A sudden gust of wind blew on Vi and she slowly lowered her guard—opening her eyes. Supergirl was leaning against the opposite building. The men were tied up to the posts next to her.

Vi smirked, or she tried to, “Yeah, well—these assholes deserved it.” 

“I don’t doubt that.” Supergirl slowly approached Vi then hesitated. “Are you hurt?”

Vi winced when she tried to stand up straight. She shook her head. “Nothing a bag of frozen peas can’t solve.”

Supergirl held out her hand. “Let me take you to the hospital. There’s one close by,”

Vi grunted and began walking in the opposite direction. “I doubt my insurance covers this.”

Supergirl was floating close by. “Then let me take you home, Ms Lane.”

Vi gritted her teeth, hating that Supergirl knows where she lives… where she hides from authorities (dirty police officers and corrupt Commissioners.)

“I can walk.”

“It's a 15 mile walk."

"I need the fresh air."

"Gotham is heavily polluted." Supergirl smirked. She held out her hand for Vi to take. "It will be much quicker if you let take you home. Give me your hand."

“I hate flying.” Vi whispered. She hated the sympathetic look on the hero’s face. 

Supergirl slowly lowered herself until she was on even ground alongside Vi. “I’ll walk with you then. I’m not leaving you here alone.”

So fucking perfect, aren’t you? Vi refrained from an eye roll and took another step before feeling her legs give up—but she never fell. 

Supergirl had the most gentle and secure hold around her. Vi hated how much she missed it.

‘Are you alright?’ the most beautiful voice asked, ‘Ms Lane, can you hear me?’ Supergirl asked again, but Vi’s mind was drifting in and out of consciousness.

“I think I hit my head.” Vi heard herself whisper before she fell forward once again.

Her body felt weightless and the air was suddenly much colder on Vi’s face. Instinctively she reached out to hold onto something and found a strong arm.

‘Are you awake?’ The voice asked again. Fingers gently brushing the hair out of Vi’s face.

All Vi remembers seeing was the great expanse of the sky without the pollution hiding its brilliant sight. Followed by long blue hair (always perfect it seems), but it was those eyes that held Vi still.

“I love your eyes.” Vi heard herself once again. Though it felt dream-like.

She wasn’t sure why, but Vi felt like she'd seen those eyes before.

[hoebaring]

Just The Two Of Us (6) | Kim Taehyung

In which two ambiverts who are conscientious, resourceful, firm, and slightly egoistic happen to realise, discover, and explore the possibility of being in love. It’s a dream-like almost magical romance focusing on what I love to call “the butterfly inducing effect”. So, get comfy, grab a tub of ice cream, maybe get a few tissues and be prepared to experience romance like no other and fall in love.

I fell in love with you, I don’t know why, I don’t know how, I just did.

Tags/Warnings :- An Office Au, Ceo!Taehyung, Secretary!Y/N A fairytale in an office. Cheesy. Highly Romantic. TaehyungxReader.

Written by Author L

Cross posted on Wattpad

Word count :- 1k Words

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“”“”“

Taking it Slow

Y/N's POV

“Good morning Y/N!”

“Good mor- ” I turn my head midway from the spreadsheet on the monitor to the enthusiastic greeting.

“...-ning s-sir.”

My forehead crinkled up in a small frown as my eyes met the monolid and doublelid pair of eyes. It was Mr Kim. In a crisp, clean, crease-free light blue button up, sporting a bright, pleasant smile. Why frown you ask? It’s because Mr Kim has never wished anyone in the morning in the past two years. The last time that ever happened, was probably in the first week of joining the company. However, he’s not the typical cold, rude bosses you read about in fanfictions or watch in K-dramas. He’s actually pretty nice and sometimes even plays a guitar in the office during breaks. He just finds it unnecessary to go around wishing people in the morning. And I totally get it. Sometimes overdoing something, will only make it lose its essence. Not like my greeting is actually going to make your morning good ey? But this sudden something might actually make my morning better.

“Have a good day” He said before walking away towards his office.

“You too sir!” I smiled with a slight frown.   

‘He’s probably just in a good mood.’

. . .

“After you” Mr Kim said as he opened the door to the conference room.

“Oh- thank you” I thanked him quickly and walked in.

'Oof wasn’t expecting that. Omgsgklsksk’

I tried to hide the small smile that formed on my face by looking around the room. I noticed that there weren’t many people. Some employees who were presenting sat here and there, and on the fourth chair from the left sat our most important client- Mr. Cheong. As soon as he saw us enter, he got up from his chair, walked over, and shook Mr Kim’s hand.

“Good afternoon, Mr Cheong”

He nodded and turned to me.

“We meet again Ms Y/N!” he smiled. (Yep. The same weird one which would make anyone feel uncomfortable)

I smiled in return and bowed slightly.

“Alright! Let’s begin” Mr Kim announced.

All of us walked towards the conference table, and usually in these meetings, the assistant either sits or stands at the back and takes the minutes of the meeting down. I was just about to drag a chair to the back when-

“Here, have a seat Y/N”

Mr Kim, of all people, pulled a chair out, motioned me to sit and smiled warmly.

‘Okay what!?’

I muttered a small thank you and tried to sit down as gracefully as possible.

Mr. Kim pushed my chair in and took a seat next to me. Soon after, the meeting began. This was a briefing meeting, where the overall details of the client’s requirements and the ideas, proposals & solutions for those requirements are discussed. As I diligently took down some notes, I couldn’t help but wonder why Mr Kim behaved so differently today. He even offered a pen to me when I accidentally dropped mine.

‘It’s probably nothing’

After what seemed like forever, the meeting ended and so did the long, tiring day. I usually leave work by 6 or 7. But with the new project, everyone was expected to work late. It was 8:53 when I got out of the elevator and walked past the large glass doors at the entrance. The sky had turned a deep shade of twilight blue and dark grey clouds had cascaded over. It had started raining. Holding an umbrella in one hand and my bag in the other, I walked on the stone paved footpath with intense concentration, carefully stepping on one diagonal stone at a time, trying not to step on any lines.

Just as I took the next step, I glanced at a car that stopped beside me a moment ago, for one split second. And that’s when I messed up.

I stepped on a line.

“Arghh”

I look up in annoyance, and just then the car’s window rolls down.

“Y/N, get in! Quick!”

All of my agitation seemed to immediately vanish at the sight of my boss’ unexpected arrival.

'Woah did he just ask me to get in?'

“Oh- It’s alright sir” I start, realizing that I hadn’t said anything yet.

 “I don’t live much far, I usually walk” I continue.

“Oh no, it’s pouring heavily out there, besides, I’m heading in this route” He insists.

“But sir, your house is the other way” I pointed with a frown. (And yes, I know where he lives. I have been his assistant for 2 years now. I’ve obviously visited his 3.5-million-dollar apartment to get signatures and stuff.)

“Well, I’m going to see a friend…”

“….He’s new to the town and lives a few blocks after you.” Mr. Kim quickly added as he realized the frown on my face hadn’t disappeared.

“Oh” I say slightly disappointed.

'Tf why am I disappointed?'

“Yes! Now get in!”

I hurriedly walk around the car and get into the passenger seat. As the car door closed shut, the pitter-patter of the heavy raindrops aggressively hitting the windshield gets muffled.

We sit in silence as the car moves past the dim streetlights while its headlights illuminate the road. In contrast to the sombre and inconvenient weather, my mind was pre-occupied with confused yet giddy thoughts as I recollected whatever happened during the day. I had no idea why Mr Kim was super sweet today. Hadn’t we (unofficially) agreed upon the fact that greetings and stuff that like was time-consuming and unnecessary? But oh boy, what happened suddenly? What changed? Was he just in a good mood? Was he getting a promotion? Am I getting a promotion? Does he… okay, maybe just maybe… like me? Okay Y/N this is stupid. Why would that even-

All my ridiculous thoughts get interrupted by

“Music?” asks Mr Kim.

“Uh yeah sure!”

My face immediately lights up when I hear a familiar tune start playing.

It was ‘Just The Two of Us’ by Grover Washington.

Man, what a song.

“I love this song” I say grinning.

He looks at me with a proud smile. The kind of proud where he knows damn well he chose the right song at the right time.

I look at out the window and we sit in silence for the rest of the drive listening to this song.

. . .

After a short while, we reach my house. It had stopped raining.

‘How convenient’

I thank Mr Kim before getting out of the car.

“Good night, Mr Kim”

“Night Y/N” he says smiling and waits for me to walk into my house.

I swing open the door and enter my apartment with a huge smile on my face. Everything today was so pleasant. The rain, the song, the vibe and…Mr Kim. For some reason, I liked how today turned out to be. Whether it was because of the rain or Mr Kim, I don’t want to know. Even though I know damn well it was because of Mr Kim, I think maybe I should leave things where they are. It was nice. Let’s not ponder over it too much? Maybe Mr Kim was actually just in a good mood. Maybe he got the promotion as CEO. Maybe he was sweet to me because he just is. Like I said, I don’t want to know.

To check if he was still waiting, I quickly run to a window and peep out while hiding behind a curtain. And guess what?

He was there.

What was he doing though? Searching for a route to his friend’s house? If he was, then based on what he told me earlier, he should drive straight.

Maybe Mr. Kim actually wanted to meet his friend.

Although this is proved wrong as soon as he takes a U-turn in the driveway and drives in the opposite direction towards his house.

A smile creeps onto my face.

‘So he did want to drop me after all’

[logicgunn]

I posted 1,133 times in 2022

118 posts created (10%)

1,015 posts reblogged (90%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@sparrowsarus

@notenufcaffeine

@exuberantocean

@massharp1971

@dedkake

I tagged 1,090 of my posts in 2022

Only 4% of my posts had no tags

#sga - 123 posts

#mcshep - 79 posts

#ask - 72 posts

#art - 69 posts

#amen - 52 posts

#john sheppard - 42 posts

#rodney mckay - 39 posts

#anon - 35 posts

#thank you! - 28 posts

#thanks! - 23 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#the only thing she's a pioneer of is writing a series of books about overcoming adversity and them literally becoming the adversity herself

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

It’s Twosday, Innit?? 2/22/22

Share your two favorite lines, verses, paragraphs… whatever, of something you’ve written. It can be a WIP or something you’ve already posted. Go!

Thanks for tagging me @frankthesnek!

I have posted 56 fics now, so it's really hard to pick favourite paragraphs, but these two came to my mind first.

1. From The Long Dark.

John grits his teeth through McKay’s TLC, earning a couple of loud sighs and a  “Military men, honestly!”  for his troubles, but when it’s done it’s a relief to have the burn properly covered up. McKay angled the honeyed dressings for maximum protection and stuck them down with precisely cut medical tape. John wonders if there is anything McKay does that’s a little rough around the edges or if he’s always a little bit proper. There’s a corner of tape stuck over his bottom lip and McKay pulls it back gently, a warm finger brushing John’s mouth briefly, and snips it off with the scissors from the medkit, hands bearing a carefulness that humbles him. It’s nice to have someone care about his wellbeing. It’s been a long time since anyone touched him with anything other than clinical detachment. Someone who isn’t getting paid to fix him up and send him back out into a warzone, or assess his state of mind and fitness for court-martial. To find it here, in the hands of a stranger in the middle of nowhere is kind of poetic. He just hopes they both make it out of here in one piece.

2. From Less Haste, More Speed.

Evan’s weathered the Sheppard-McKay storm many times before, but this one isn’t going to be fixed by a well-timed bag of Blue Mountain coffee beans or a sharing-sized packet of peanut M&Ms (the orange ones removed and disposed of). The problem is that though the Colonel is known to be honest to a fault (when he’s not suppressing his feelings), not even Teyla is 100% convinced that the conception was pre-Rodney's big-gay-epiphany judging by the way she surreptitiously scrutinises Larrin’s girth at dinner. Evan does believe Sheppard despite the fact that Larrin’s pregnancy looks to be no further than the second trimester; he’s seen the way that Sheppard looks at McKay, and there’s no way that man is stepping out, not a chance in hell.

Tagging @bunny-bopper, @massharp1971, @marshmallowmcgonagall, @maria-de-salinas, @exuberantocean

(No pressure, as always.)

27 notes - Posted February 23, 2022

#4

the sky hasn't always been blue

(2941 words) by

LogicGunn

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Stargate Atlantis

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Teyla Emmagan/Elizabeth Weir

Characters: Elizabeth Weir, Teyla Emmagan, Halling (Stargate)

Additional Tags: mechanic AU, teylabeth, Vehicle Breakdown, Pre-Femslash, teylabeth week 2022

Series: Part 1 of

New Athos

Summary:

For the first time in her life, Elizabeth acts on impulse (not once, but twice).

34 notes - Posted September 11, 2022

#3

“I just don’t get it,” moans Rodney as he steers a merrily unapologetic Miska into the shower by her (miraculously unsullied) collar. “Where did she find a large enough pile of deer excrement to get so damn covered in it?”  

“I don’t wanna know,” grumbles John as he turns on the shower and checks the water temperature with the palm of his hand.   

Mood Board for Jeremiah. Part 14 of The Long Dark.

39 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

#2

How do you think John and Rodney would celebrate/acknowledge Pride?

TBH I don't think either of them would give it much more than a passing though.

The rest of the city, however, would make a thing of it and they'd get swept up with the tide.

Rodney squeals and runs away when Laura brings out an industrial-sized tub of rainbow glitter.

Radek makes a dozen or so different distillations and syrups of various colours and viscosities so he can make people layered drinks of their appropriate flags.

Elizabeth and Teyla dance together. It starts as a well-meaning gesture of support and ends in a personal awakening for them both.

Caldwell sits in a corner stiffly with a cocktail in one hand and pride flag painted on his cheek (by Lindsey) because cohesion and morale are important to him but he really doesn't like crowds.

Ronon and Evan set up a temporary (and permanent) tattoo corner in the mess.

Carson appropriates the music playlist because he's been teaching everyone how to dance the Gay Gordons for weeks and it's finally his time to shine.

Jennifer brings an entire trolley of rainbow coloured jello shots. Everyone thinks they can handle them. They can't.

Katie does a raffle and hands out phallic cacti to everyone who wins.)

59 notes - Posted June 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The Matrix Resurrections is a 2.5-hour coffee shop fix-it AU and I totally respect Lana Wachowski for making it a reality.

10/10.

121 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

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