#outsiderpov

[hlficlibrary]

hello, do you know a stories that is written from another perspective about H and L (for example Zayns)

Hi, anon! Here are ones that are what you're looking for and I put the point of view in parentheses for you...

yeah, he's a looker (but i really think it's guts that matter most) by devilinmybrain / @thedevilinmybrain (Oli)

Five times Oli was asked to do something that was outside of his job description, and the one time he didn't have to be asked.

Where Is Your Boy Tonight (I Hope He Is A Gentleman) by ashavahishta (Nick Grimshaw)

When they hang out together at other times, Nick is usually more careful. It’s not that he’s expecting Harry to cut off their friendship or something ridiculous when he finds out. It’s that he knows Harry would be lovely about it. Harry would look at him with huge sympathetic eyes and apologise that he didn’t feel the same way, and then he’d give him a huge hug and go home to Louis with Nick’s broken heart cradled in the palm of his hand.

We Rest Our Heads Upon One Pillow by ashavahishta (Zayn)

Sometimes Zayn aches for something like what Louis and Harry have.

'til there's no one left to hound you by orphan_account (Liam)

Harry and Louis's relationship from Liam's point of view, as management cracks down on them and hiding gets harder. Liam doesn't know what it is that makes them so special, and he's scared sometimes, so scared, that it will glow too hot one day and simply burn out.

Lil' Cockwarmer Boy by @sadaveniren (Zayn)

Zayn was just on a holiday date with his boyfriend when he gets an eyeful of two fellow diners.

Don't Get Your Bunk In A Funk by Grand Buzz (Liam)

Liam's only trying to sleep. It's not his fault that Harry and Louis keep messing around with a flashlight under the sheets.

(Or: How Liam accidentally catches Harry and Louis at it, but it's so not his fault).

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Outsider POV Masterlist 3

part 1, part 2

A Nice Young Man (ao3) - BuckyWithTheGoodHair86 G, 5k

Summary: Bucky is on the run after the events of CA:WS, trying to keep a low profile and stay out of the way. He ends up in Bucharest, in a run-down apartment building where people leave him alone. Except for the old lady upstairs. She keeps being nice to him and feeding him and stuff, and he's not sure what to do with that. The story of a reluctant friendship.

As Heard (ao3) - bran4ever clint/phil T, 6k

Summary: 5+1 perspectives on Phil and Clint's relationship where they are (almost) never in scene together.

cables and tightropes (ao3) - eryamn G, 3k

Summary: Flash doesn’t know exactly when he decided Peter Parker was his worst enemy.

It’s just—look, here’s this kid who’s an actual orphan and yet he’s still more loved than Flash is. It’s wrong, Flash knows, to hurt him like this. But how is he supposed to respond, except with violence?

Like father, like son.

Carrots in moderation (ao3) - Bergen G, 7k

Summary: Betty only needs one visit of Tony Stark to their high school to confirm what she had long suspected. One: Peter Parker has terrible luck. Two: Flash is an ass. Three: So is Tony Stark.

From The Ashes (ao3) - JAWorley pepper/tony T, 25k

Summary: Midtown Tech burns down during the second week of school. Faced with all of the students having to transfer to other schools for the rest of the year, including Peter, Tony decides to offer the first three floors of Stark Tower (which are mostly empty because they were being renovated) to Midtown. That way his kid won’t have to transfer schools and lose his friends.

OR

Mr. Morita asks Tony why he’s doing this, and Tony says it’s for his kid, but doesn’t specify who that is. A fun fic with mostly outsider POV’s and some angst. Does this count as a Peter’s Field Trip To Stark Industries story? I don’t know. Is it outlandish? Absolutely.

Good Neighbors (ao3) - Miladydragon clint/phil T, 4k

Summary: To the townsfolk of Clarksville, Ohio, they were Clint and Phil, their neighbors. They didn't care a single whit that they were both retired superheroes. And they always looked after their own.

home for wayward (genius) youths (ao3) - ikarakie G, 1k

Summary: there is a kid on tony's couch. it is not peter, and rhodey is having a breakdown.

loose lips sink ships (ao3) - sweetpotatoTM steve/bucky T, 2k

Summary:

Because there they were, Cap and Bucky.

Kissing. In the forest.

_____

Gabe Jones is just trying to fight in a war, but somehow he ends up finding out Steve and Bucky's biggest secret and taking it upon himself to keep it from getting out. And when that (inevitably) fails, defending them to any of the Howling Commandos who even look at them funny.

Can be read as a standalone, but there is another story in this series!

love in hidden places (ao3) - bloodyhalefire steve/bucky T, 5k

Summary: Six people who keep Steve and Bucky’s secret and the one time it isn’t a secret at all.

Moving On (ao3) - nununununu sam/bucky G, 1k

Summary: Humans and human-like creatures often make many mistakes.

One such mistake is their assumption that she’s the type of creature they call a cat. She supposes she understands. She’s taken on the form of a cat for the time being and they rarely see beyond external form.

--

Trusting her kittens with these humans, though? This isn't a mistake on any of their parts.

Precious Cargo (ao3) - inkinmyheartandonthepage G, 2k

Summary: The International Conference on Research in Science and Technology was one of the biggest clients that Conquer Security had on their books. They were the security for the conference every year and it was their biggest account so naturally the event had to run smoothly.

Spoiler alert - it doesn't.

OR

A security guard forgets who Peter Stark is and nearly causes an incident.

secret keeper (ao3) - jilliancares peter/wade G, 7k

Summary: Ellie stares at the new arrival, gaping. All the evidence points to one obvious answer, but this guy looks nothing like the Spider-Man Ellie recognizes — mostly because he isn’t wearing the suit.

“Crappy day to get kidnapped, amirite?” he says, crouching next to Ellie and deftly untying her restraints. “Looks like these guys were amateurs, though. They didn’t even lock the windows.”

In which Ellie accidentally becomes the one person who knows Spider-Man's identity. She doesn't tell her dad.

Seven AM in the Snack Aisle (ao3) - Singing_Siren T, 2k

Summary: Look, it's only a matter of time until they let something slip, Peter knows this, but he really didn't expect it to go this way. Who knew that staying awake for three days straight before going on a snack run isn't a good idea for secret identities and/or secret kids? ("I'm not Mr. Stark's kid! Seriously, Abe, why would you think that? It's not like he pays for me, clothes me, feeds me, helps me through nightmares… Oh. Huh.")

Or: two sleep-deprived geniuses get hungry and make bad decisions

Alternatively titled: Three Types of Cereal but Only One Brain Cell

so raise your glass if you are wrong (in all the right ways) (ao3) - Lies_Unfurl sam/bucky T, 4k

Summary: Bartending lets Selene meet a lot of strange characters. But the accented man in the long coat, who's constantly complaining about how his roommates are obliviously in love with each other? He just might be the strangest.

(For the prompt: "Sam/Bucky getting together, but told through increasingly exasperated exchanges between Zemo, who is trying to get them to see they’re perfect for each other, and the poor hapless bartender of the hole-in-a-wall bar down the street who is just growing used to the weird rich European who drinks their “top-shelf” bourbon while mostly one-sidedly bitching about his roommates/coworkers/parole officers.")

spider-man: homewrecker (ao3) - watsonmj (divineauthor) mj/peter M, 3k

Summary: It’s not a well-kept secret that Spider-Man is a homewrecker.

Starring In Your Bad Dreams (ao3) - buckybarneslovescats, partofthefandom steve/bucky T, 3k

Summary: A certain HYDRA agent's terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day courtesy the Winter Soldier and his boyfriend.

The Great Protector (ao3) - SpaceCowboysFromMars T, 3k

Summary: The kid gets a little pale, pressing his lips together and looking down to his lap. He shrugs after a moment, smiling a little. “I’m Mr. Stark’s intern. That’s the only reason why.”

“I just didn’t think he’d hire high school kids for internships.”

“It was through the September Foundation. He liked my application.”

-

Or, David has been working on the security team of Stark Industries for four years when he gets the call one morning that he's needed to replace Happy Hogan in the very strange, mundane task of picking up a teenage boy from school in Queens. Things get really off-track when David and said teenage boy are kidnapped, but it's fine. Everything is fine. David's job depends on everything, especially the unknown kid, being perfectly okay by the end of this.

The Stark Kid (ao3) - Foxi220 T, 11k

Summary: There were many theories about his identity (some more ridiculous than others) but the fact was, none of the SI workers actually knew which one was true. And that’s why they all settled on calling him The Kid.

It’s not like he was really secretive or didn’t talk to anybody. It was quite the opposite actually. He was very talkative and his mouth seemed to never shut up. But he just rarely was in one place long enough to have a longer, meaningful conversation about his identity with anybody. Or he talked so much that nobody had an occasion to ask him any questions.

So he stayed a secret to everyone working in the tower. Until, one day, to everyone’s surprise, he came to SI with a field trip from Midtown High.

Or, Peter goes on a field trip to SI and the interns gossip

to be loved like nothing you've known (ao3) - ChaosAndOrder (CalmWaters) loki/mobius T, 4k

Summary: When Kevin and Sean's soccer coach is a homophobic asshole, Loki takes matters into his own hands.

Or, Loki beats up a homophobe.

Working Women (ao3) - fluffernutter8 steve/peggy G, 1k

Summary: Agent Gloria Delgado notices that Wednesdays are particularly busy for her boss.

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[sheithfictioncatalogue]

Could you please help me find this outsider pov fic? I remember at some point, Allura accidentally eavesdrops on Shiro and Keith talking while Shiro is drunk and being given a piggyback by Keith. She eventually leaves because the conversation gets too intimate.Thank you!

Hi anon, it sounds like this one:

everybody knows that you love me baby - adamantine

9k. (Teen and Up Audiences)

“When did Captain Shirogane and Kogane start dating?”

She expects a juicy story. Maybe a confession in the middle of battle. Maybe Kogane proclaiming his eternal love over Shirogane’s lifeless body. Something big and dramatic for sure, befitting the Garrison’s power couple.

Instead, Lance sputters and falls out of his chair, Pidge’s eyebrows shoot up so high they almost leave her face entirely, and Hunk’s jaw drops so far down Nadia is concerned it’s genuinely become unhinged.

Or, the one where everybody finally figures out Keith and Shiro are dating.

- Caroline

[foybringsjoy]

This book is now coming on 20 years since it’s debut in 1994. The author, a high school teacher at Bainbridge High School, worked on this historical novel for 10 years. When the idea for the novel started, it was 1984, only 3 years hence from the year In which the story unfolds. He wrote from the point of view of an outside-insider, a Pacific Northwest Islander, who was observing the events of 1942-1952. Japanese-American Bainbridge Islanders, were some of the first to be forcibly excluded, with very little warning, and incarcerated. Have you read this story? How well does it stand the test of time? Deeply researched, how did the author, who is not Japanese-American, capture the unrelenting impact that incarceration had on those who were forced from their homes, their neighbors, communities, and their families? Note: This book is on several banned book lists in the USA and Canada, for several reasons. #JapaneseAmerican #BannedBooks #Incarceration #OutsiderPOV #SnowFallingOnCedars #davidgutersonbook #exclusionact (at Bainbridge Island Japanese American Exclusion Memorial) https://www.instagram.com/p/CcEI995JTVN/?utm_medium=tumblr

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A Better Life

Jordan Parker knelt at the edge of a summoning circle, stark white lines bisecting the grass. Bottles of leaky spray paint lay half empty and still dripping a short distance away, the chemical scent of them carrying on the breeze to his nostrils. Closing his eyes, Jordan breathed the smell in deeply, reminding himself of why he was doing this.

    At his right shoulder stood his mother, Bella Parker, her poison red nails digging painfully into his skin. They didn’t break through, prevented by the smart white shirt Jordan was wearing, but they certainly pinched. He resisted the urge to wriggle out of her grip.

    On his left stood Benjamin Parker, his father. His hand rested much more gently on Jordan’s shoulder, grip just tight enough that it gave support and encouragement. Jordan certainly needed it for what they were about to do. It was scary, thinking about the way his life was going to change, but it would be worth it. It would all be worth it.

    Across from him, on the other side of the circle, his little sister Emma opened a leather-bound book and flipped carefully through the pages, fingers barely brushing each yellowed and curling page so as not to damage them. The book was ancient, had been passed down through the generations on his mother’s side. Now, it would finally be put to good use. Jordan felt a rush of gratitude and adoration for his sister rush through him. She was a good girl, doing as much as she could for their family, just as he was in these difficult times.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24345319

[wincester1396]

The Motel Maid

In small towns, you do not find much happening stuff on day to day basis. So whatever tit bit you get becomes​ the biggest gossip. My job as a motel maid allowed me access to many such gossips.

One such was the case of two of the hottest men to enter our town. Riding in their black sleak beauty to the motel, they demand all the attention nearby. The taller one with his hair in all it’s glory, I found him the sexiest. The other one was equally hot but my sights were set. I did not get a chance to talk to them any time soon, but that resulted in something even better. On their first evening here, the car parked expertly in her slot, both the hunks getting out and closing their doors in sync. I was just leaving their room after cleaning it up. The shorter one seemed pissed about something while my object of desire (m.o.d.) gave a weary sigh and followed. “Dean!! Dean!!! Will you just wait up a minute. What is wrong with you!?! ” But -now i know his name- Dean was already at the door pushing my cart aside, although very gently, and storming into the room. My m.o.d. was just behind him. But he was a bit more calm and had an apologetic smile on his beautiful face. “Sorry! Hi! I am Sam. He is just pissed about something. Thank you though.” He says handing me a five. As usual when the time is right, my brain decides to desert me. I am standing there like a dumbstruck fool. But apparently there is no need to reply because Sam suddenly yelps as he is pulled roughly into the room and the door shuts loudly bringing me out of my stupor. I can suddenly hear someone being banged against the door and a loud moan. Then something - probably the door side lamp - breaks into pieces and there are more moans. My deserted brain has returned and now can put two and two together. A fierce blush rises right up from my neck as I quickly take my exit. I guess I had no chance with Sam at all. But that is fine. My imagination and fingers will work just fine. This was going to last months. 😉

[idecaiidi]

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with it’s yearning. You have to love but how can you love if you don’t love yourself mortal, how will achieve such compassion if the bloodstream within your veins courses like the color of the abyss; your darkened blood flows throughout your body like smog that lingers through the night.. are you able to make it evaporate? hatred is like a stone.. it weighs on you heavy, it makes you bold & cold. Are you able to live like that for the rest of your life? & if so? then you will suffer for what’s to come.. I advise you to tread lightly on how you express your emotions upon other living beings.

[archtroop]

s8 rewatch, a new appreciation towards the outsiderPOV ep "Bitten".

[chierafied]

As a prompt SessKag - OutsiderPOV :)

Thanks for the prompt! I’ve written outsider POV fics before for Houjou and Inuyasha before, but this time I decided to show some love for SessMama. Therefore I decided to make a sequel to one of my prompt drabbles from earlier this year, A Blast from the Past. Hope that’s okay! ^^

United at Last

When Tsukiko had walked into the coffee shop, she hadn’texpected to run into the Shikon miko.

But here she was, in the flesh, sitting across from her,her blue eyes animated as she related her long tale of time travel.

Tsukiko wasn’t sure which was more fascinating, thefantastic tale or the miko telling it.

She’d been sceptical when the little miko had claimed tohave been friends with Sesshoumaru – until she’d given Tsukiko her name andrevealed her identity.

Because although this was the first time Tsukiko had metthe Shikon miko, she had heard of her and her adventures several centuries ago.

And the one to tell her of the miko and her exploits hadbeen Sesshoumaru.

Naturally, this doubled Tsukiko’s curiosity in the miko.

“So, anyway,” the miko said, “when I made the wish, I gotsent back here, to my own time. And the well closed…”

“How remarkable,” Tsukiko murmured, as Kagome finallyfell silent.

The tea remaining in the elegant cup had gone cold, butTsukiko didn’t mind.

“That was five years ago,” Kagome sighed into her coffeemug, before taking a small sip. “You’re the first youkai I’ve met since.”

“Thank you, little miko, for sharing your story with me.”

The miko stifled a nervous laugh. “Hope I didn’t bore you.”

“Not at all! In fact, I feel fortunate that our pathshave crossed here today.” Tsukiko flashed Kagome a smile – and meant everyword.

It had been centuries since Sesshoumaru had told her someof the tales featuring the Shikon miko… and Tsukiko could still perfectlyrecall the respect that had coloured her son’s voice as he’d spoken of themiko.

There were very few beings towards whom Sesshoumarushowed such regard. Now that Tsukiko had met the miko, she wasn’t surprisedthat Kagome would be one of them.

Without hesitation, Tsukiko reached into her handbag. Herfingers curled around a metal case. From that case, she took out a businesscard, which she handed over to Kagome.

“Here is all my contact information. I really hope youwill make use of it.”

The miko squeezed the card and stared down at it. Andafter a while, she raised her eyes to meet Tsukiko’s.

“Wow, I… I’d be honoured to.”

“Then I shall be looking forward to hearing from you.”

  Kagome did make use of the business card, and she andTsukiko met again in that very same coffee shop that had served as the stagefor their first, accidental meeting.

In two more months, and after weekly Sunday brunches, thetwo of them were fast friends.

Which was why, on that fateful evening, Kagome was overat Tsukiko’s penthouse apartment for dinner.

They had barely started on their main course, when theywere interrupted by the doorbell.

Tsukiko frowned as she set down her knife and fork, andquickly dapped the napkin to the corners of her lips.

“I was not expecting any more company,” she told Kagomeas she got out of her chair. “I’ll be right back, dear, please enjoy yourmeal.”

Kagome smiled. “Don’t worry, take your time.”

Delight at the miko’s kindness drowned out Tsukiko’sannoyance of the interruption as she left the table and crossed her apartment.

Tsukiko opened her front door without any preamble – andraised her eyebrow at her unexpected guest.

“Mother,” Sesshoumaru greeted her with a nod, standing onher doorstep.

“Sesshoumaru,” Tsukiko replied, her lips twitching into awry smile. “What a rare pleasure.”

“I was in town,” he said, clearly expecting to be invitedin. “And I thought I should come and visit.”

Amusement sparked in Tsukiko’s eyes, as she gesturedSesshoumaru to come in. “By all means.”

Sesshoumaru inclined his head and walked in. He was aboutto say something, when suddenly his head snapped up, his nostrils flared, andhis whole body stiffened.

Without a word, Sesshoumaru strode into the apartment,following his nose.

Bubbling with gleeful excitement, Tsukiko set out afterhim.

Sesshoumaru halted a couple of yards from the diningtable, pale as if he’d seen a ghost.

Tsukiko crossed her arms, waiting to see what was goingto happen.

Kagome didn’t notice him at first. Then, just as suddenlyas Sesshoumaru had reacted out in the hallway, her knife and fork dropped tothe plate with a clatter and her head snapped around to cast a wide-eyed stareover her shoulder.

Kagome’s lips moved, but no sound came out. She turned inher chair, trembling hands rising to cover her mouth, tears gleaming in hereyes.

And then Sesshoumaru was moving, closing the shortdistance. He dropped to his knees by her chair, gathered the speechless, frozenmiko into his arms and squeezed her close to his chest.

Tsukiko’s eyebrows disappeared beneath her sleek bangs.The shock and surprise had been amusing, the tears expected.

Tsukiko had assumed there’d be a strong reaction fromSesshoumaru, given the respect he’d shown towards the miko.

But an open display of affection?

How extraordinary.

Now that sort of behaviour would give Tsukiko ideas.

Smiling to herself, Tsukiko decided to skip dinner, andretreated into her office to give Kagome and Sesshoumaru some space.

[merlinfic]

Hello, thank you so much for all of your recs! And for existing, lol! I just want some outside pov recs. I have been through the tags, hoping for some more.

Aw, thanks so much. Here you go:

Mango

Glow in Grey

Found a Friend

before his eyes (he now sees clear)

And the Cat Came Back

The Quality of Mercy

From Pratface

How To Fall In Love

Free Pass

And here’s the outsiderPOV tag!

[themculibrary]

Outsider POV (3) Masterlist

part one, part two

Access Granted (ao3) - Suaine bucky/sam T, 22k

Summary: Redwing comes back to life with an upgraded AI and has opinions. Especially on Bucky.

A Quiet Morning (ao3) - iam93percentstardust bucky/tony G, 751

Summary: Natasha figures it out on a Saturday. She hasn't known up to this point what brought Bucky and Tony together but she figures it out on a quiet morning

As Subtle As Cognitive Recalibration (ao3) - petroltogo T, 8k

Summary: “Your sole job as Director of SHIELD is to keep track of global threats and you’ve narrowed down the whereabouts of the mad god with mind-control Jedi tricks to the planet Earth,” Tony summarizes flatly. “What’s the plan? We wait till he blows up another super secret facility whose mysteriously undocumented existence doesn’t make me suspicious at all?”

“Germany!” Rogers blurts out, interrupting Tony’s epic stare-down with Fury.

In which the surviving Post-Endgame Avengers find themselves back in 2012, trying to stop Loki from invading the Earth. Without tipping their not-in-the-know team members off. Things go— sideways.

At Home With Captain America (ao3) - WhiteRoseCottage sam/bucky G, 7k

Summary: “What can you tell me about how you got to know the Winter Soldier?”

Wilson chuckles. “The first time I met Buck—Sergeant Barnes—he ripped the steering wheel out of the car I was driving on the freeway. He got on the roof, punched through the windshield, pulled the steering wheel off. Just like that.” He mimes with his hands as he describes it.

This doesn’t sound like an auspicious beginning to me, but Wilson is laughing.

Avengers Ameliorated (ao3) - whitchry9 T, 25k

Summary: a·mel·io·rate (verb)- to make or become better, more bearable, or more satisfactory; improve

Miranda thought she was done with dealing with ridiculous patients after Sherlock Holmes died. But apparently word of her medical prowess has spread, even across the ocean. And when Fury shows up in her flat one night, basically telling her that she is going to New York to be the go-to medical person for The Avengers, she figures they can't be too much worse, right? Hint- she's wrong.

Captain America Finds His Fella (ao3) - PR Zed (przed) steve/bucky T, 5k

Summary: When she reached her eighties, Audrey though she was done with change. She thought things would continue as they always had.

Instead, Steve and his friends have brought her more change than she'd gone through in the twenty years before. She gets used to one routine, and then a new one crops up.

Or what happens when an elderly USO showgirl helps her super hero friend and his boyfriend.

darken your door (ao3) - chaosy steve/bucky G, 6k

Summary: A series of visitors to the door of Rebecca Barnes, over the years.

home for wayward (genius) youths (ao3) - ikarakie G, 1k

Summary: there is a kid on tony's couch. it is not peter, and rhodey is having a breakdown.

How do you solve a problem like Maria? (ao3) - orphan_account steve/bucky G, 26k

Summary: Maria knows that the Winter Soldier was a ghost story, and nothing more.

Papa Hawk's Collectibles (ao3) - anarchycox clint/phil G, 27k

Summary: Tommy likes the memorabilia shop that opened a few months ago and he really likes the grumpy owners who love to bicker with each other. Clint and Phil are such dorks. He just wonders how they have such cool Avengers collectibles in amid the baseballs and jerseys.

Reasonable Suspicion (ao3) - Laimelde clint/phil T, 8k

Summary: Clint's new neighbours are a friendly bunch, and enjoy having him and Phil over for drinks on occasion. But pretty soon they notice that Clint often comes home with bruises, and start to worry.

Sauced (ao3) - ABeckoningCat G, 742

Summary: Clint encounters three drunk girls in a hotel elevator.

The Practical Application of the Lives of Saints (ao3) - Sassaphrass G, 1k

Summary: James Barnes and Steve Rogers have just started going to the local Catholic school.

One of the nuns watches in amusement as their friendship forms.

The Public Perception Game (ao3) - Amerna background darcy/steve T, 2k

Summary: Bucky Barnes' return from the dead and the Winter Soldier revelation could have quickly unraveled into a PR disaster for the Avengers. But thankfully they have Darcy Lewis on their team to play press and public like a fiddle.

The Scoop (ao3) - hollimichele G, 5k

Summary: The week after I moved to New York City, aliens invaded. Which is pretty much typical.

User Since (ao3) - rageprufrock

Summary:

To: PC (loyaltothedream@hushmail.com) From: Buck (bucky1956@yahoo.com) Subject: Report! Date: May 10, 2012

Phil — where the hell are you, man? Let us know if you're all right, or if there's anything we can do to help. HQ's freaking the fuck out.

[confusedandhopeful]

Hi hi hi! I was lucky enough to receive your prompts for the dde2020 xchange as a backup and I ♥ them - they are like a box of matches sparking all kinds of ideas. Since I'm late to the game, are you cool with fic and if so, is gen fic ok or do did you have your ♥ set on some smut? (If smut, I would ask what your fave rare!pairs are...I'm hit or miss with Matt/Foggy.) ♥

Hey there! I love fandom in general and i join exchanges as a way to be part of the community, so please don't stress about getting a prompt 'perfect', i'm just happy to be here <3 i've also forgotten what prompts i used, so there's an extra layer of surprise :P

For guidance though, i love fic as a medium (though all works are appreciated of course!) actually prefer fluff over smut so no worries there. Pairings can be platonic, and straight-up gen is definitely loved too! I enjoy all things domestic, caring, emotionally supportive, etc. Making friends, building family, enjoying company; its all #Goals.

Uh, i like most characters, but if u want more guidance i'd say some of my favs from Defenders are:

1st favs: Matt Foggy Brett Jessica

2nd favs: Luke Marci Claire Theo that-Police-Lady

Other elements i love: NYPD interactions, outsiderPOV, tropes and cliches.

And seriously, regsrdless of what you choose to write, letting it flow and writing something you enjoy where ever it takes you always leads to awesome dialogue/plot/enjoyment, so unless you're writing a tradgedy (please don't write a tradgedy for me!) i'm bound to love it to bits regardless of what it ends u being.

I'm really honoured to have something being made just for me. Thank you for stepping up and being willing to fill extra prompts you're awesome <3

[idecaiidi]

For a long while I have believed.. this is perhaps my version of Sir Darius Xerxes Cama’s belief in a fourth function of outsideness - that in every generation there are a few souls, call them lucky or cursed, who are simply born not belonging, who come into the world semi-detached, if you like, without strong affiliation to family or location or nation or race.. that there may even be millions, billions of such souls, as many non-belongers as belongers, perhaps; that, in sum, the phenomenon may be as “natural” a manifestation of human nature as it’s opposite, but one that has been mostly frustrated, throughout human history, by lack of opportunity.

And not only by that.. for those who value stability, who fear transience, uncertainly, change, have erected a powerful system of stigmas and taboos against rootlessness, that disruptive, anti-social force, so that we mostly conform, we pretend to be motivated by loyalties and solidarities we do not really feel, we hide our secret identities beneath the false skins of those identities which bear the belongers’ seal of approval.

But the truth leaks out in our dreams; alone in our beds (because we are all alone at night, even if we do not sleep by ourselves) but we soar, we fly, we flee. And in the waking dreams our societies permit, in our myths, our arts, our songs, we celebrate the non-belongers, the different ones, the outlaws, the freaks.

What we forbid ourselves we pay good money to watch, in a playhouse or a movie theater, or to read about between the secret covers of a book. Our libraries, our palaces of entertainment tell the truth. The tramp, the assassin, the rebel, the thief, the mutant, the outcast, the delinquent, the devil, the sinner, the traveler, the gangster, the runner, the mask: if we did not recognize in them our least-fulfilled needs, we would not invent them over and over again, in every place, in every language, in every time.