#yes this is rather late shhh

[minamotosousuke]

scientifically Mitsuba and Kou are the life of the party… it’s fact!!

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Ceil cousin and her baby both now trap in England

How would other characters outside the Phantomhive reaction will be seeing the pretty widowed mother?

Cousin Mother Reader | Yandere Black Butler

Sebastian 

is probably the one you have to watch out the most for 

He has the easiest access to you upon Ciel’s command

And he definitely sees you at your most vulnerable 

Feeding and raising your child, trying to somehow get comfortable in your new life

“My lady, you seem exhausted. If need be I would be more than happy to relieve some of your stress.”

“Humph! If you really wanted to help you’d let me leave.”

“You know I can’t do that.”

“Exactly so you can be of no assistance to me.”

He can outlast you 

Waiting until you either pass out from tiredness or stress

to lay your child to rest and nurse you to health

“I love how you keep me on my toes, Ms. (Y/n). But I’m persistent.”

Bardroy

He doesn’t mind the sexy mama visiting him in the kitchen to compliment throwaway his awesome food

Or if you can cook alongside him he’s even more enthused

He totally agrees with the circumstances that keep you there 

But he also understands your frustration

Something he knows not many others in the home

“Well I see why yer feelin’ trapped…”

“See?”

“But thats no reas’n ta hate the yung master. He’s only tryin’ to help.”

And without Ciel’s say-so you and your his kid are his priority

If your so insistent on going out you’ll go with him right?

Like on a little date

He likes his women stubborn so he’s willing to compete with Sebastian on this

“Well Missus would you rather take I you to the market or him?”

“Please Bardroy, Miss (Y/n) is meant to travel with me, as the young master intended.”

“I prefer to travel with Bard. Don’t you think so sweetie?”

“Yeah!”

 😠

😏

Mey-Rin

Mey-Rin is similar to Bardroy but she has loads more access to you

She handles your clothes, dirty and not 

She delivers your documents or late night meals

If she isn’t sharing the room with you she’s guarding you at night

“Ahh~Lady (Y/n)’s sleepin’ soundly, yes she is!...I’m sure she’d like it I ‘elped her massage, she would!”

She thinks your the coolest and will spend her time with you orwatchingyoufrombehindthebushes

She thinks you and your kid are so cute 

She couldn’t be happier that you can’t actually leave

Not that she’d let you

She already thinks its progessive enough that you work 

And that deserves all the praise

“Whoa mistress (Y/n) read that whole contract in such a short amount of time?! Well its just like her to be the best, yes it is!”

Finnian

Finney is happy he gets to play with your kid

Though he knows to be gentle

But he hasn’t known love until you pat him on the head,smiling “Good job, Finny.”

From then he’s like an overpowered labrador

Happily following behind you to join your kid in trying to garner your attention

When Sebastian’s not dragging him away in light of his work

He’s trying to rest his head on your lap onyourchest

Or join you in your office Bedroom

While his naivete may allow you to get away with somethings 

He always seems to recall just how sad he’d be if you tried to leave

“Miss (Y/n)....you can’t leav….no…no…I won’t let you! You have to stay with me!”

Undertaker

He’s intrigued by you

For the time he’s been alive its not everyday he finds a woman so argumentative

But of course your in the company of the abnormal anyway

He’s thrilled to find that you often join in his laughter

Or your able to banter with him which Sebastian and Ciel avoid

He often is ignored by the duo which makes it easier for him to leave an impression on you

“So ‘Miss,’ is it? Is your husband truly out the picture?”

“If you count being dead out of the picture then yes.”

“Ah then would you give me *flips his bangs up* an old crone, like me a chance?”

“U-undertaker? Y-you’re eyes are–!”

“Shhh shhh. Let’s keep that as secret, for now. But do tell may I steal you away?”

He’s had time to think about what woman want to hear 

But he doubts your willing to accept normal means

So he’ll just take you for now, only to be stolen back by Sebastian when they realize you or your son is missing

“Don’t mind the lack of space in the coffin Deary, its meant for three!”

[painsandconfusion]

Hey there Sand. Gonna level with ya, I'm in a bad headspace right now and I probably will be for the next several days. I was hoping I could get some of your writing as a distraction. Maybe a yandere whumper that drugs and restrains their darling whumpee?? Or whatever you wanna do really, and if you'd rather not, that's okay too! Love your writing <3

I could use a little of this too. Today has been hhhhhhhh-

I wrote this in ten minutes and didn't proofread, sooooo enjoy!

.

Don't Fight It

(tw: drugging, yandere whumper, kidnapping, creepy/intimate whumper, noncon touch/kiss (nothing explicit))

[Drabble Masterpost]

“..what….did y-..” Whumpee blinked hard, staring around the room. Trying to clear..th…to clear the….ffog-? Fog.

“Shhh…” Whumper’s warm hand pulled a squeaking whine from Whumpee’s throat as they pulled them closer. “It’s just some medicine- It’s alright, love…”

Whumpee squirmed, trying to wriggle out of Whumper’s grip and off the couch. “Mmnnnoo-”

“Yes.” Their captor reeled them back in, dragging Whumpee against their chest and wrapping their arms snug around their captive. It’s just to help you sleep, love - I know you’ve been so on edge lately..” 

Whumpee whimpered as Whumper’s nose nuzzled in against the side of their neck. “Don’t fight it.” They pressed a soft kiss to Whumpee’s throat.

Whumpee squirmed, eyes burning as they squeezed shut, twisting away. “Pl-ease d-”

“SHH-” Fingers once gentle bruised in against their arm and waist.

Whumpee locked in place, breath catching and trembling in their lungs. 

Frozen.

“Mm..” Whumper nuzzled a kiss into their hair, grip softening into gentle warmth again. “Better.”

(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @happy-little-sadist @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @wibbly-wobbly-whump @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @wormwriting @villainsvictim @throwawaywhumper @wild-selenite-caffine @whumpasaurus101 @thecitythatdoesntsleep @whumpworld @pinkieglitterheart @whumpberry-cookie @rainbows-and-whumperflies @a-galactic-fox @shywhumpauthor @cyberneticwhump @bumpwhump @hold-back-on-the-comfort @veyroswin @whumping-seven-days-a-week @whumpingisfun @suffering-and-misery @definitely-not-a-seagull-i-swear @yetanotheraltwhumpblog @whump-queen @a-whumped-tea @whumpsday @sonder35)

As always, lmk if you want to be added or removed from any tag lists!

[sebastianswallows]

Beautiful memories — Chapter 3

— PAIRING: Sebastian Sallow x F!MC (aged up)

— SYNOPSIS: Sebastian is sentenced to Azkaban for six months. When he is released, he finds MC is expecting a child, and is filled with anger and jealousy and confusion. He just doesn't know the child is his yet.

— WARNINGS: fluff, smut, hurt/comfort, fingering, frottage, breeding kink, praise kink, needy!Seb, good boy!Seb, and a lot of love confessions

— WORDCOUNT: 3k

— A/N: The third and last chapter of the fic requested by my dear @pugsnotdrugs92 💕 It was a lot of fun writing this, and it might be my first time writing pregnancy sex? 😳 Or I just don't remember, I don't know, it's very late. Anyway, the prompt requested smut, so here you have it. Seb is extra careful and gentle in this 👉👈 Hope you enjoy, my dears! 😘

— TAGGING: @rbdiggory @sammysgirl1997 @bellstwd

They retreated into the bedroom for the evening, a small and narrow chamber with a bed enchanted to just about fit the both of them. She offered to arrange something else, but Sebastian wouldn’t have it.

“As long as you’re comfortable,” he said, his arms circling her swollen middle, “I’m comfortable.”

“You might eat those words later,” she laughed.

“Oh yes, I wouldn’t want that,” he purred, “I’d rather eat something else.”

“Seb!”

“Chocolate, I meant chocolate,” he said smoothly as he nuzzled the back of her neck.

“Of course you did,” she grinned.

“Well... you are rather appetizing,” Sebastian whispered. His fingers trailed gently along her hips and stomach as he smiled lovingly at her. “I think I'll have to have a taste, actually,” he said, lips softly pressed against the base of her neck, then moving up towards her ear to give her a playful nibble. “Is that alright, darling?”

She breathed out a long, happy, murmuring sigh, melting in his arms as they walked slowly together closer and closer to the bed. She'd dreamed about this for so long and sometimes feared she'd never even have his arms around her again. But her dreams had come true and her Sebastian was back, and even if he was a little worse for wear he was wholly himself: sweet, playful, and devastating. She turned her head toward him and nodded, tucking herself deeper into his arms.

By now, the edge of the bed was at her knees. He set her down gently on the mattress.

“How about we change you out of these stiff clothes first,” he smiled. “Where's your nightgown, my sweet?”

“There,” she pointed, “in the chest of drawers.”

Sebastian took his time undressing her, picking the heavy gown apart layer by layer and setting it aside, much like she'd done earlier for him. and all the while he looked into her eyes.

As he helped her out of her clothes, he gave her a light kiss on the cheek.

“You look gorgeous in whatever you wear, darling,” he grinned as he pulled away. “But the nightgown is definitely my favourite.”

Her skin shivered with excitement at his every glance and touch and kiss, and she found she ached to have him close again. As soon as he was done dressing her for the night, she raised her hands to him and moved up the bed, inviting him to lay down with her.

“I thought you had another favourite,” she smiled cheekily, “but I'm a little too cold tonight for that.”

Sebastian chuckled and followed her, lifting the duvet for her to snuggle beneath before slipping in behind her. “I'll do my best to keep you warm, then,” he whispered.

“Good,” she said, closing her eyes in pleasure. “I love it when you hold me…”

“Hmmm, but I think I have one other way to warm you...” Sebastian smirked, wrapping his arm around her waist and caressingly trailing his hand down her stomach.

She inhaled sharply.

“Shhh, not like that,” he whispered. This was a delicate time for a woman, he knew that much, and he didn’t intend to do anything too dangerous for her — he’d die before he hurt her. “Just something very gentle, alright?” he said while his hand tucked her nightgown upwards and trailed up the skin of her thigh.

“Alright,” she said in a small voice.

“Very gentle,” he repeated solemnly with a kiss to her temple.

He kissed lower, down her cheek, then kissed the length of her jaw, and then his lips fell onto hers, this time with a greater passion and longing than before. Moving carefully, he pressed himself up against her from behind.

“That's all we'll do for a while,” he muttered, his hand resting over her stomach. “This is all I've wanted for so long… To hold you close like this. To simply live together.”

“I know,” she said with a tense smile, feeling on the verge of tears. “That’s all I’ve wanted too… I missed you so much, you can’t imagine…”

“I can,” he said, his eyes closed and his lips just on the surface of her skin. His left hand trailed up and down the swell of her stomach, teasing her by coming closer to her core. “I was so terrified I’d never get to see you again…”

Her hand went up to where his right one lay above her on the pillow and grasped it tightly. “It’s over now,” she said. “It’s over, forever. You’re here now with me, you’re safe.”

Sebastian sighed and kissed her neck again, her jaw, her chin, her cheek, and finally her sweet and gentle lips. His were dry and thinner than before, but he could still make her feel all the love he had for her. He ran his hands down her skin as he kissed her with all the passion and desire he possessed.

“You're mine,” he whispered to her, his lips touching hers in a long, loving kiss. “And I'm yours. I will love you until the end of time.”

“Until the end,” she whispered back, her head turned toward him. She leaned up and kissed him, smiling at the taste of chocolate that lingered on his lips.

Beneath, his hand cupped the bottom of her tummy, the broad warm palm heating her up.

“That feels nice,” she smiled, her eyes lazily looking up at him through the dark.

“Well, I can think of something that will feel even better,” he teased.

“Can you?” she asked, a smile growing on her lips until it burst into a giggle and she hid her face in the crook of her arm. “Show me,” she said, looking up at him again.

It was all the invitation Sebastian needed. His fingers slid lower, his knees spread her legs, and with her upper thigh supported on top of his, he touched her at her core.

“Aahh…” she gasped, her head instantly leaning back against him.

The skin was a little rough, but his fingers were still as thick and skilled as she remembered.

“Shhh, there we are,” he whispered, looking at her blushing face with his lips so close to hers.

He remembered bits and pieces of that night they had together, and with the greatest care, he explored her further. She was so warm and wet, getting wetter as he spread her, leaking out of her clenching hole and dripping down her skin.

“Oh, do you hear that?” he chuckled as his fingers began to slosh through the dampness between her folds. “You’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

“How could I not?” she moaned. “To see your body again, to touch you, to feel you… But it broke my heart, too,” she sighed, her voice trembling, “to see you so hurt after —”

“No, none of that,” he said, leaning in to kiss her lips again. “I’m alright, see? You’ve mended everything, you’ve made me better… Like you always have.”

“Seb…”

“You’ve always been so good to me, my sweetheart, my love, my darling,” he sighed. “Let me be good to you now…”

He continued to gently massage her, tending to her in teasing circles. His middle finger tickled her nub, rubbing her own essence into it before going back down for more.

“Does that feel alright?” he murmured lovingly, his head resting on her shoulder. “Tell me if you want me to... give you a little more...”

She bit her lip and nodded, her hands going to her side of the bed and gripping the sheets in an attempt to centre herself.

He pleasured her nub a little more, then his hand stopped its motions. Behind her, she felt Sebastian undo the front of his trousers, and then she felt his hands at the front of her nightgown. When she opened her eyes, she saw him part the front of her gown to free her left breast.

She barely felt the cold of the room before his mouth descended on her, covering as much of it as he could at once. She moaned and arched her back, letting him feed on more of her flesh while he suckled on her. Between them, his hand gently pulled his manhood out. She whined when she felt it against her rear.

“Shall I take care of you, darling?” he asked with a smile against her breast, her tip right between his teeth. “Give you what you need?”

“Yes,” she whimpered, “please…”

Sebastian chuckled and sucked her deeper into his mouth, nursing on her puckered bud while he worked to slot his manhood in between her thighs. She gasped and jumped at feeling his tip, so hot and thick and dripping wet.

“Mmmm there we go,” he groaned as he finally tucked his length between her thighs. It rested right between her folds. “You like that?”

“Y-yes,” she whispered, back arched, heart beating frantically.

His warm breath fanned against her skin as he trailed kisses up from her breast to her neck and the little hollow beneath her ear.

“Is this alright?” he asked, looking up at her with wide, innocent eyes. It was a question he probably knew the answer to, but he wanted to be sure. “I can stop if you want me to,” he told her lovingly.

“No,” she pouted, shaking her head. “It’s good, it’s…”

“Is it just what you wanted?” he cooed.

She moaned and nodded for him.

“My good girl,” he sighed, “my darling…”

Sebastian buried his face in her neck, smiling against her skin, while his left hand went up to cup her naked breast and his right one stroked her hair. Very gently, he began to cant his hips, moving his length against her.

“Aaah, Seb…” she moaned.

“Good?”

“So good…”

He kissed her again and kept going, moving just as softly, just as carefully. He pawed lightly at her breast, mostly just letting its weight rest in it, moving it enough to harden her bud again. Between her legs, he felt her folds drip all over him, and he thrust until he was flush with her body. His tip peeked on the other side of her thighs, the hot and blushing head sitting right beneath her nub. At her back, his sac was pressed between his closed thighs and her rear.

She moaned and gripped the bedding in front of her with both hands, leaning forward slightly, parting her torso from him but keeping her hips right there, against his. Sebastian’s body followed, covering her without putting too much pressure on her, just to let her know he was right there with her, all the while keeping hold of her breast, fondling it, teasing it with a pluck of her sensitised tip before soothing it with his big hand again.

“You're doing so well,” he praised her with a whisper, his eyes half closed in a contented smile. “I couldn't ask for a sweeter woman.”

She whimpered, pleasured by everything he was doing, his whole presence working to make her feel good. She knew she couldn’t take him inside, where she wanted him, so she tightened her thighs around his length, working her muscles until she felt him shiver and breathe in through his teeth. Her thighs were getting wetter as his leaking tip dripped right against her core, spreading their combined juices whenever he thrusts back and forth.

“I love you,” he groaned, “so, so, so, so much.”

“I love you too,�� she said, turning her head to look at him. His brown eyes had never looked sweeter. “Sebastian, my Sebastian, all mine…”

“All yours,” he nodded. “Forever.”

“I’ll never let you go again…”

“That’s right, my love. I belong to you, don’t I?”

She nodded, her loving gaze trapped in his.

“I’m not to go anywhere without your approval, am I?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

He smiled and nuzzled her neck again, smiling with pleasure into her sweaty skin. Gingerly, his hand left her breast and travelled down, beneath the covers, toward her core.

“Tell me you love me again,” he begged.

“I love you,” she said.

His fingers trailed the swell of her stomach teasingly slow as his hips thrust in their steady and relentless rhythm against her plumping gash.

“Am I yours?”

“Mine, all mine.”

“Tell me I’m your good boy…”

“You are,” she smiled, biting her lip as she looked up at him in a drowsy, lust-drunk gaze. “You’re my good boy, Seb.”

He groaned and licked his lips at that, and through the dark, she could just about see a blush grow on his freckled cheeks. Her back arched to push her hips against him possessively.

His fingers were at her womanhood. He relentlessly teased her nub, and every time his head peeked out, he teased himself as well. After one long, full thrust, he rested there, letting her juices drip on his sac while he played with his tip and her pearl all at once, strumming them together.

“Aaah… aaahh,” Sebastian gasped with a dumb and happy smile, his whole body shaking.

Her words had sent a shudder through his body. The simple statement that she claimed him filled him with such a warm, loving feeling that he thought his heart would burst. He just about closed his eyes, but he wanted to keep looking at her. He could feel an orgasm building up in the bottom of his stomach, and with his last bit of strength, he leaned down to peck her lips again.

“We're going to be a family,” he murmured between soft, delicate kisses. “I can’t wait for you to have our child… And then I can put another in you. Would you like that?” he asked as he smiled down at her, his hips starting to thrust faster.

“S-seb,” she moaned, “yes… yes, so much…”

“You want that?” he breathed, leaning down to tease her with the promise of more kisses. “Want me to stuff you full again?”

“Yes, please,” she cried, clinging to the bed harder, her eyes tearing up with desire.

Her legs tightened more strongly, trapping his length, but he thrust through it. His manhood caressed her swollen folds, pleasuring her, making her drip so much it sprinkled against his thighs with each pump of his hips.

“You want that?” he whispered, his gaze holding hers. “Want me to breed you again?”

“Yes, I want it, I’ve always wanted it,” she cried, and her head tilted back in a sudden rush of pleasure. Her cheeks warmed in a violent blush and she moaned loudly against his mouth. “Sebastian!”

He kissed her. His hand left her womanhood to cup the swell of her stomach. Against his throbbing length, he felt her womanhood pulse and a new rush of wetness leaked out as her body surrendered and shuddered in orgasm.

He moaned into her mouth as he felt his cock twitch upwards violently, yearning for her, aiming for her hole just out of reach before finally releasing its spill. He kept kissing her, both of them whining and breathless, while his length pulsed and poured and poured out the lust he had for her. When it was almost over he pulled back a little, just enough to paint her thighs white. His muscles tensed and relaxed in afterpleasure, and like a wave on a soft shore, he slowly thrust forward, pleasuring himself in his own slick.

“Love you,” he gasped when he finally released her mouth. “I love you so much…”

“I love you too,” she whispered, reaching up to catch his lips in another little kiss. “Sebastian…”

He felt her relax in his arms. Her body lost the arching tension, her heartbeat slowed, and her thighs gradually lost their grip against his shaft. By the time he pulled away, they both were filthy, sweaty and soaked.

Sebastian let her body rest back, soft and sleepy, on the bed while he got up to look for a cloth to clean her with. He found one in the second drawer of her bedside table.

“You're so beautiful,” he murmured as he joined her on the bed again, careful not to move her too much. His eyes shone with fresh delight at the very sight of her silhouette in the dark. “You look so lovely when you’re pleased and sleepy...”

She smiled at the sound of his voice, but her eyes stayed closed. He leaned down to kiss her again and gently pushed back her hair. His lips rested on her forehead and he sighed contentedly.

“I’m so lucky to have you... To be with you,” he whispered.

Sebastian gently cleaned her thighs, her hips, and then his own loins. After he was done, he got up and disposed of the cloth in the bathroom sink. He returned to find her curled up and facing him, folded to the side to make room. He smiled and lay down on the bed, in her arms, and tucked them both in. As soon as he was within her reach, before he even lay down properly, she wrapped her arms around him.

“I’m so happy you’re here again,” she sighed, kissing him with the last bit of energy she had.

Sebastian gave her lips a light peck and tied her nightgown up again, then tucked her head beneath his shoulder. “As am I,” he quietly said.

In a slow and lazy motion, she wrapped herself around him. Her arms and legs covered him like a second blanket while his went underneath and held her. If the room was cold anymore, neither of them felt it. She was sure that she had never been happier before in her life.

“Welcome back home,” she whispered against his chest with a proud and pleased smile.

“Home is in your arms, sweetheart,” he said as his thumb caressed her shoulder. “Go to sleep, now… I’ll be right here in the morning.”

They fell asleep clinging to each other, resting on each other’s bodies, and the happiness and safety that they felt together drowned out every other thought or feeling. They were truly home.

[spmcomic]

💕💪? Just something soft and fluffy with Blumiere and Timpani, since I think those two are adorable.

(from the prompt list)

Timpani laughed as Blumiere made a face. She swept her bangs out of her face- I need a haircut soon, I suppose, she noted. “I’m serious!” She grinned.

Blumiere tapped his claws together, looking between the trees around them, the late-spring flowers poking out of the grass. His brows drew together, and his eyes finally flicked back up to her. “I doubt my lifting magic is strong enough to manage a whole human.” 

“Come onnn,” she whined. “I believe in you!” 

He sighed. “Well, in that case, I suppose I can’t refuse, hm?” 

With that, Blumiere lifted his claws toward her, as if about to conduct an orchestra. He scrunched his brows in concentration, then his expression cleared as he seemed to get an idea. 

Timpani stumbled and nearly tripped over herself as she felt something in her body shift dramatically. “What did you do now?”

“That’s a charm to halve your weight. I am hoping its effects will complement the lifting…” 

“See? I knew you could do it.”

Blumiere smiled, still nervous. “Let’s not celebrate just yet. Prepare yourself…” His claws tensed, and Timpani got up on her toes, as if that would help. It felt less like she had been grabbed by something, and more that she was being lifted gently from below. He was always so gentle. She briefly considered jumping into the air to give him a head start, but realized he might have to strain to catch her on the way back down, so she stood patiently.

And then, she felt it: her toes brushed the tips of grass below her. She kicked her legs a little in delight and examined the ground from her new vantage point of two extra inches. 

He managed another inch before he closed his eyes from the exertion, and Timpani felt the force below her weaken. 

She lifted her knees to her chest. “Wait! Catch me!” 

Blumiere’s eyes snapped open and he tipped forward to obey, holding his arms out and hooking them below her shoulders and knees. 

Timpani’s smile widened. “There. See? Now you can lift-”

They both squawked as Blumiere’s arms gave out and he fell straight down, and Timpani fell on top of him. She rolled off of his arms while he wheezed and spluttered, letting her arms flop in the grass while she looked up at the chilly pre-dawn sky. It really is beautiful. All of it.

Once Blumiere had caught his breath, she rolled back toward him, supporting her weight on her hands and perching above him, letting her hair dangle down nearly to his nose. His furnace-like mouth cracked open in a nervous, lopsided grin, so she laughed again and leaned down to give him a kiss. 

He held still, as always, though he snorted when her hair brushed against the tip of his nose. “T-Timpani-”

“Shhh.” 

“You’ve, you’ve got…” He reached up and plucked a few blades of grass off the side of her head, careful to brush using the side of his thumb rather than his claws. She leaned her head into his palm, and drew closer again.

Only to be met with a hard bump to her forehead. “Ow,” she said. 

Blumiere sputtered again and let his head fall back against the grass. “Sorry.” 

“Did you just headbutt me?”

“I, er, tapped you with my horn, yes.”

She smirked down at him. “I suppose we’ll have to enjoy that while it lasts. They’ll only get longer, right?”

Blumiere frowned and looked away. “They should…”

She took the opportunity to drop down on top of him, put her hands against the sides of his head, and kissed him again, at which point he squeaked out an undignified peep.

[wheredoipunch]

iwaizumi x oikawa

Iwaizumi was feeling jealous.

Usually, none of Oikawa's fangirls bothered him this much. But lately, they had been driving him insane. Actually, it wasn't just the way they licked their lips when Oikawa talked to them, or the way they caressed his shoulder, or even the way they went red when he so much as glimpsed in their direction driving Iwazumi crazy. 

It was the way Oikawa would dazzle them with his most award winning smile when he overheard them gossiping about him, and how he flirtily bit his pink lips (that Iwaizumi had been kissing) and he was scarily good at acting like he was single and–

God, Iwaizumi was so mad.

"Iwa-chan~!" Iwaizumi heard Oikawa yell from across the courtyard. He ran up to Iwaizumi. "Hi, Iwa-chan~" Oikawa grinned. "Wanna sleep over at my place after school?" 

Of course Iwa said yes. He was weak in the knees for Shittykawa, no matter how much of an oblivious ass he was sometimes. He sent his mom a quick text to let her know about the sleepover, and then fell into step next to Oikawa as they headed to his house. As Oikawa rambled on animatedly (he always did), Iwa examined his face. His beautiful face. "No, idiot, you're mad at him, remember?" he scolded himself. 

"Iwa-chan, are you feeling okay?" Oikawa asked, finally stopping his rant about the physics teacher who apparently didn't know how to grade tests properly or something of the sort. Iwa wasn't exactly paying attention. They stopped walking. "Yeah, I'm fine," he muttered. "Just tired." "Of how bad I want you and it feels like you'd rather be with your fans." he added internally. 

"Hajime, look me in the eyes and tell me everything's okay." Oikawa said, gently pulling up the shorter man's chin and looking into his eyes. "It's not." Iwaizumi tears his gaze away from Oikawa's. "What's wrong? You can tell me anything, you know that, Iwa-chan." Oikawa whispered, searching Iwa's eyes for any emotion, anything at all. 

"It's alright, shittykawa. I'll deal with it." Iwaizumi said. 

"No, it's not alright. Tell me, please. I can help." Oikawa breathed.

"I'm jealous." 

"What?"

"I SAID I'M FUCKING JEALOUS, SHITTYKAWA. YOU SPEND EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY FLIRTING WITH GIRLS WHO AREN'T ME, SIGNING AUTOGRAPHS AND WHAT NOT. I KNOW WE AGREED ON KEEPING THIS, US, SECRET, BUT IF THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS, I DON'T WANT IT. I DON'T WANT SNEAKY KISSES AND LOCKER ROOM MAKE OUTS AND NOT BEING ABLE TO DO SO MUCH AS HOLD YOUR HAND IN PUBLIC. I DON'T WANT THAT. I WANT YOU SO MUCH, BUT NOT LIKE THIS." Iwaizumi yelled, tears streaming down his face now. "God, I just want you and you just want fame. It's fucking pathetic. Do you love me, Oikawa?"

Oikawa looked at the ground, crying too now.

"I SAID DO YOU LOVE ME, TOORU?" Iwaizumi screamed, voice raw and cracking with emotion. 

"YES! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, HAJIME. I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WORLD." Oikawa shouted. "I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!"

"Then how come the world can't know that?" Iwaizumi whispered defeatedly, crying harder. 

Oikawa stared into Iwaizumi's chocolate brown eyes and moved closer. All of a sudden, his lips were on Iwa's. Iwaizumi's eyes widened in surprise, but after a few seconds, he melted into his lover's arms. Oikawa tasted like tears and sweetness and something entirely him. 

"I love you so much, Hajime," Oikawa muttered between kisses. "Please don't doubt that ever. I love you more than volleyball." 

Iwaizumi snorted. "That's my competitor? Volleyball?" 

"Yes, Iwa-chan."

"You're a weirdo."

"I'm your weirdo."

"That you are." Iwaizumi chuckled.

"I LOVE IWAIZUMI HAJIME!" Oikawa climbed a nearby bench and yelled. "SHHH! SHITTYKAWA! WE'RE IN PUBLIC! THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!" Iwa screamed, blushing a bright red. "I DON'T CARE. I'M BI, AND I'M IN LOVE WITH MY BEST FRIEND!" Oikawa shouted. Iwa grabbed him by his waist and pulled him down.

"Shut up, trashykawa," he mumbled. "I love you too."

"Who doesn't?" Oikawa said, his usual air of cockiness surrounding him once more.

"Shut up."

"Make me, Iwa-chan~"

And so Iwa did. 

[oceanwithouthermoon]

ok putting my saiki k pony ideas here, mostly so i can maybe draw them someday, but also i put so much thought into these ideas and i want everyone to see them

tried to do EVERY character

kusuo- alicorn, no cutie mark

hides his wings under clothes and pretends he doesnt have them, would rather hide his horn but cant and just pretends he doesnt have much magic instead

why does he not have a cutie mark, you may ask?? because he hasnt accepted his quirks+powers as a part of himself.. his special talent is probably helping people but he thinks he only does that because the magic he has makes him basically obligated (its not true ur just a good person!!)

nobody really calls him out on constantly wearing clothes with so much coverage because they think hes just insecure about being a blank flank so late in life (kinda true, but it defeats the point if everyone KNOWS..)

will he ever get his cutie mark?? um.. i dont know.. maybe ?? definitely not in his high school years

chiyo- unicorn, baking cutie mark but idk what specifically, maybe a heart shaped chocolate like the one she made for kaido

specialty magic for tracking, she was a late bloomer with her cutie mark because she discovered her tracking talent really young and thought that had to do with her special talent for a longgg time

shun- pegasus, black feathers cutie mark

underdeveloped wings (like scootaloo obvi)

convinced hes just a late bloomer but hes almost an adult and still cant fly (never will but he doesnt know that)

gets these cool wing extensions that allow him to glide but still not fly

tells people his cutie mark is his "jet black wings" but its actually writing quills

riki- earth pony, heart shaped ramen bowl cutie mark ?? idfk what his special talent is i just think he has a lotta love in him..

HUGE stallion.. HUGE..

aren- a kirin..

has a huge scar where a cutie mark would be on a pony in the shape of an exclamation point

used to let his anger free when he was a delinquent and when he transferred, he was pretty self deprecating about his control of himself but he actually has a crazy amount of self control..

chisato- pegasus, hammer cutie mark maybe ?

almost made her an earth pony cuz of the brute strength thing but i like this better

got her cutie mark REALLY late because she was absolutely convinced her special talent had to do with food, and when she got it while doing a job she was like "WORKING IS MY SPECIAL TALENT??" but it wasnt about the job, shes just really strong, hardworking, and adaptable

kokomi- zebra, golden heart cutie mark

couldnt decide if she was a crystal pony or a zebra, decided on zebra

her mark LITERALLY seems to glow golden light, it doesnt actually but.. it really seems that way

ik her being a zebra may not sound like it makes sense because zecora got a bunch of NEGATIVE attention, but HEAR me out okok.. this pony au would be in a modern setting with more diversity and people would focus less on her being a zebra and more on her being beautiful and having such a unique pattern..

zecora is the only zebra we see in mlp so theres no reason to think other zebras couldnt have blue hair, esp in the era of saikis mind control (idk how that would tie into this universe cuz ponies already have crazy colors but shhh) so her hair is prob blue with dark and light stripey highlights

mikoto- griffon

ik she might make more sense as a unicorn but her fortune telling strikes me as more of an.. outside magic ?? like.. she was born with the ability, but its not a physical magical power, its like pinkies pinkie sense!!

so yea i like her as a griffon, its unique and i like the idea of her feathers having a unique pattern around her eyes thats akin to gyaru makeup (see: gilda but make it gyaru esque)

and yes she can still be colorful, we see colorful griffons in the late seasons of mlp

metori- a crystal pony, diamond ring cutie mark

tells people thats his cutie mark because its expensive and hes rich as hell but his special talent is actually MAKING jewelry..

i like the idea of him lying about his special talent so i had to think of something that he could say its cuz hes rich.. i kinda wanted his talent to be baking for some reason but i couldnt think of how that would work

reita- earth pony, cutie mark is like a cartoon-like ghost surrounded by a scary purple and black aura

was gonna make his mark something more meaningful but i think its funny if people see it and are immediately scared of him but literally all it means is like he SPEAKS to ghosts, like in the most normal way possible

and same thing as miko, he doesnt need to be a unicorn cuz his powers are different from unicorn magic..

touma- unicorn, magnifying glass over a thought bubble cutie mark

the mark is hard to explain but tell me u get me when i say its because hes got stupidly good detective skills and can tell what people are thinking

jokes around and manages to convince people he has crazy magic and his cutie mark actually means he can read minds but he actually isnt very good at unicorn magic at all

kineshi- is a changeling..

why ?? because he just is!! doesnt it make sense for him to be a creature that feeds off of making other people feel happiness and love ? it totally makes sense

honorable mentions 😛

saikis parents are both earth ponies, and i have no idea what their cutie marks would be but heres some silly ideas: kurumi has a cradle cutie mark (meant to be a mama😋) and kuniharu has a boot and he tells people that it's symbolism for like hard work but people know hes lying and think it means hes a boot licker METAPHORICALLY, which is almost right but.. it means literally

kusuke is an earth pony and his telepathy canceler is probably shaped like a unicorn horn in this universe hehe, and his cutie mark is maybe like a microscope or something ? hes just a mad scientist idk

btw chono in this au would def be like trixie lulamoon if u know what im saying.. he would be a unicorn but his special talent is STAGE magic and his horn doesnt do anything☠️

satou prob has that little hourglass cutie mark thats really common in background characters for animation purposes, idk what his special talent is but that would be really funny

[hadassah4ever]

request: “OML your fix’s are so amazing! I can’t find many more Igby fanfics on this app, so would you mind writing some more? Maybe going out to the movies or just a late night talk with some fluff? No worries if not! Thank you 🫶🫶” — @romanroyapoligist

TYSM BUT OH MY GOD I DIDN’T OPEN MY INBOX FOR LIKE A MONTH AND DIDN’T NOTICE THIS IM SO SORRY OMG IM SO DUMB. 😰😰

Warnings: A joke about autocannibalism and a suicide joke (not about Igby or reader), other than that it’s tooth-rotting fluff.

(No use of pronouns.)

Word count: ~800

Playlist (album but shhh): DYKTTATUOB by Lana Del Rey — https://open.spotify.com/album/5HOHne1wzItQlIYmLXLYfZ?si=1JC1bL8VSleiuCA2_IGJtg

—————

The air was crisp and slightly chilly and the sky was rather grey, yellow and orange leaves laid around you.

“Ooooh, I’m Igby and I like watching my super underground movies that use autocannibalism as an allegory for capitalism!” You mocked him, your voice going far too deep to match Igby’s, but it made him scoff and roll his eyes lightheartedly, so it was a win in your books.

“Shut up.” He bumped his shoulder into yours, making you stumble slightly to the right. “Nuh uh, you know you love me for my witty comebacks.”

“Touché.” His hazel eyes narrowed slightly, a common habit of his, often paired with a little sly smirk, a very versatile expression, ranging anywhere from ‘scheming’ to ‘loving’.

The movie theatre air was very different from outside. Outdoors it was crisp and fresh, the small theatre’s air was heavy and smelled like every finance bro’s cologne muddled together, there was probably about 50 seats, none of them taken up yet.

“C’mon, toss the popcorn into my mouth, I know how to catch it.” He spoke, reverting to a goofier, almost tween-esque version of himself. “You know I can’t throw for shit, and I don’t wanna make a minimum wage employee kill themselves tonight.” You shook your head, glancing around out of the corner of your eyes to see if anyone was witnessing you and your boyfriend acting so juvenile.

“It’s literally like, two feet. Plus I’ll clean it up.” He replied, explaining the last part like it was obvious. You raised your hands up like you surrendered, picking up a kernel of popcorn and holding it in the tips of your thumb and pointer finger. You gave your best little toss and he caught it.

“I told you, I told you.” He spoke, if it weren’t for his little chuckle at the latter half of the sentence, you two would’ve genuinely sounded like a bickering couple to the three men who clearly just got off of work, entering into the miniscule theatre, same haircut more or less, similar slacks, similar graphic socks.

—

Frankly, you had no fucking idea what that film was about, it seemed like the result of too much acid and Kafka, but you’d be damned if you said you didn’t at the very least mildly enjoy Igby being this talkative and passionate about something. You’d let him talk about this to your last breath if you just simply continued to hear his voice and opinions.

“So, you know how there was that bowl of fruit that they kept panning back to? That was actually meant to symbolize— wait I sound like an asshole, don’t I?” He stopped, looking at you for reassurance. “You could narrate paint drying on a wall and I would enjoy it, Igs. I only made fun of you because you’re a total babe.” Frankly, you were just happy that he allowed you to break down his cynical and reserved outer shell, to a delightfully immature and extremely sweet inner core.

There was a playful roll of his eyes after calling him a ‘babe’ that quickly simmered into a soft look in his eyes after the genuine words hit him, then a silence in the air that lasted a second that showed that he wasn’t used to that, he was used to ‘Yes, you sound stupid, let’s go back to small talk now.’. He let his body deflate on the sofa, essentially pleading for it to swallow him whole to make sure you didn’t see how flustered he was in that moment.

“Whatever. It was a shitty movie.” He replied with a dullness wracking his tone, you just shot a knowing look at him and he felt his heart nearly palpitate, his stomach churned in a ‘sickeningly in love’ way and his throat felt full of air.

Silence was something you’d grown rather accustomed to with Igby, it was very comfortable to say the least. You didn’t have to speak to enjoy your time with each other, the only sounds in your apartment (which he’d end up spending more than half his week at) were the ambient noises of your domestic activities.

Running water and bristles against teeth, the squeal of the floorboards, the slight squeak of the bed as you softly hopped into it, getting comfortable and watching Igby with a simple loving and warm gaze as he settled into the bed next to you, ready to drift to sleep alongside each other and wait for the cycle to repeat, like an old, married couple, or just talk endlessly until the sun rose and announced its presence through your windows, he’d be fine with either.

[pitter-patt-art]

Ace Attorney AU August oops-august-has-been-over-for-a-week Update!!

Hiiiii well okay first and most importantly of all! Happy investigations collection day everyone!!!! My copy is supposed to arrive by 10pm although I'm not sure I'll be playing it right away, but, hey, once it arrives I'll have in my possession at least one physical copy of every game in the series (2 for aai1, woohoo)!!! *Coughs* uh except all of the OG Trilogy which instead I own like 2 times over digitally (3 in T&T's case, thanks Wii) lmao. Ah well.

NOW the actual post. Yeah it's not August anymore but I've been recuperating or w/e so shhh, better late than never!

Overall I wrote over 50k words (actually in August itself) and posted 5 fics (with many more in progress), which is honestly just, wild???? That is so cool. Apparently the way to overcome writer's block is just overcommit to a month-long prompt list, who knew!

Here is my post about the first 17 days/AUs! And over here's my Ao3 series for these! Below the cut I'll wrap up the last 14 days of AUs, some thoughts, etc!

I am setting the goal for myself to actually finish writing these before the end of the year even if they're not technically "AU-gust" qualified anymore by the time I get to them sooo ...wish me luck!! In the meantime I am proud of myself for (tbh completely unnecessarily and to my detriment lmao) coming up with actually a full 31 solid AUs based on the prompts that I feel inspired by.

This post is gonna be a bit more rambly than the last one because I definitely did more of my writing last month the first 2 weeks rather than the last 2, but nevertheless--

Onto the remaining AUs!

18 - Space Travel

So, I actually started a draft at the airport before my vacation where I got wayyyy too sidetracked getting detailed about this one and thus ended up not being able to finish the post before takeoff lmao. I'm not sure whether it's annoying or interesting to include all of that here, but it's my post so fuck it, here's August 21st patt to tell you aaall about it so I don't have to: The Martian AU (I've only seen the movie and not read the book but i *did* literally just re-watch it because this thought crossed my mind lol. (Hello! It's future me popping in to say: fun fact, rewatching this movie literally ended up being the reason I knew a bar trivia answer last week lmao. Huzzah for the powers of Ace Attorney refreshing my movie quote knowledge.) Be glad this one occurred to me because my first inclination was to lean into the dark past of my vld phase (I'm super joking I had a lot of fun with it before the last few seasons haha sorry idk what to tell you friends) and see how much I'd retained if i tried to make that work but the martian sounded more fun in the end). Apparently my Thing™ is a) poisoning Phoenix and b) putting Apollo in an insane situation in which he's completely on his own--which all things considered is probably far meaner lol. I think Phoenix is to blame for creating his own problem here for choosing to eat the stupid necklace but I fully blame Capcom for all the BS Apollo has gone through after AA4 (bc...the stuff IN that game is. coincidentally also Phoenix's blame to claim. lol). That said I'm part of the problem teehee. Apollo can be Some Guy from the real world who gets isekai'ed and he can also be Mark Watney :P (sorry bud I love you but you have just the Worst case of unavoidable main character syndrome). ((Which is QUITE funny actually because I'll never get over Capcom calling 4,5,6 the """"Apollo Justice Trilogy"""" (it's really not and it's frankly insulting they're trying to say it is.) Like he's. Y’know. The main character in exactly one of those games...... so.)) What was I talking about? Lmao oh yeah so Apollo is left on Mars (not sure he actually has much in the way of Botanist™ vibes but the indomitable, never-say-die, highly sarcastic vibes.... ye haha that's my boy right there). Omg wait sorry I'm writing this and realizing this whole thing actually fits the 18th AND yesterday's (the 20th) prompt as well. Whoops.

Clay as the captain (let him do something, says I)

Trucy as I think the pilot ONLY because I am literally constantly on the lookout to make a Wright Flying Brothers joke, sorry

Klavier aaaas. Uh. So the German astronaut in the film is the chemist and navigator and I know Klav's not necessarily supposed to be actually German canonically but there IS something funny about it

Athena as the flight surgeon and EVA specialist (for a couple reasons but mostly so she can be a doctor lol. I imagine she also can be there for psych stuff too, like, it's a long ass space voyage, that does shit to your brain)

Kay as the SysOp and reactor tech, tbh mostly because for some reason i really have a thing for hacker/programmer Kay, i guess?

Ema I want to be there also lol so that would be exceeding the actual number of OG astronauts but eh it's my AU. The rest of these I'm just directly comparing to a crew member from the martian but I think some of the titles and tasks could be redistributed a little to allow an extra person as a treat for me.

Originally i kind of wanted Sebastian (....SIGH. or...Eustace. (I fear even though it's AAIC release day today, I truly may die on this hill forever, falling on my sword of devotion and gratitude to the fan translation team... That said, while I think Eustace is, like, a Deeply Fine name, I have to say that Excelsius is a fucking knockout name lmfao, that one took me out. Anyway, ahem: "I wanted Seb/Eustace...")) to be there too but I think that's getting into too many cooks territory just specifically bc I'd have too many voices to play with lmfao. So instead I think he's the operator who works the satellite and realizes Apollo is alive, I think he'd fit that well. NOT THAT that needs to be. Included. In the AU. I have...so much self control.

Anyway I have too many thoughts about it, it's a problem, ironically I think I would prefer to focus on the crew and not Apollo himself, so that would at least make it more than just a rehashing of the movie/book. (Or, the movie at least. Does the book spend more time with them? I should read the book.) ...I did, Of Course, also came up with a funny, pseudo-future-science-y way to do a Sibling Reveal in this one, so there's that, too, haha. OKAY AND, SCENE. Snatching my mic back from myself. I'm actually so devoted to the Martian AU now hahaha, I really didn't think I'd let that happen to myself but here we are... You'll see in a bit, but I for-better-or-worse do truly have an extended universe going on for it now, eheh... (Help.)

19 - Spies

Franmaya?? Franziska POV??? Here's the deal: I cannot BELIEVE I got this many days into the month and STILL hadn't come up with a franmaya-centric AU, it's terrible. Also I need a Maya POV if I want to hit my self-set, self-indulgent goal of having POV of every "main" character I can (did I exactly accomplish this no but that's perfectly fine obviously haha it was just a side achievement I had my eye on). So to that end, I ended up with something here that I'm not COMPLETELY sure I won't end up changing when I sit down to actually work on it, but in short: semi The Princess Bride vibes but with spies instead of pirates! Or uh! So um okay full disclosure lol I got all excited about an AU of this kind and then like an hour into daydreaming it into existence I realized I was heavily relying on / leaning into ASSASSIN territory rather than SPY. Which are notably different things. (Wait lol should I blame Spy x Family?? Totally Endo-sensei's fault and not at all mine, boom, take that.) ...And not to go even harder into sxf territory, whoops, but my idea was something along the lines of like, since Kurain School Channeling changes spirit mediums' appearance entirely, I was going to have Maya be something of an expert in disguise, and Franziska I was almost more or less going to let retain her actual position of international prosecutor with Interpol, although perhaps I'd lean more into a James Bond-esque intelligence agency sort of thing than what we see them do in-game, I'm not sure. Maya gets "killed" for real in 2-4 except she actually just becomes an international assassin(?) apprentice. Does this make sense? Probably not lol. But is it a little funny and a little sad? Yes, yes it is, and that's always my sweet spot as a writer. The only problem with this premise is I can't stop myself from considering what Phoenix would do / be doing in the background, because the problem with Maya "dying"-only-being-secretly-alive leaves at least twofold problems in justifying why Nick hasn't gone full conspiracy theory board stop-at-nothing-to-find-her, in that a) If she's not dead, Pearl can't channel her, and knowing Pearl I have to imagine that would be her first move to try tbh, and b) even if that weren't an issue, if the police were never able to track down Maya's body at all, I fully believe Nick would still throw himself at the problem until he's able to find answers irregardless, so. This ain't about him though!! So we'll just all have to deal with knowing he's taking reaaally really bad care of himself while he single-mindedly tries to figure out what's going on ahaha...ha. He's most absolutely the drowning child in the facebook post meme. Don't worry about him.

20 - Crossover/Fusion

Soooo. Okay. First may I say, I'm not the most crossover-fic-y person in the world neither as a reader nor writer. HOWEVER. Unfortunately. My one undying weakness has proven to be Ace Attorney x Legally Blonde (and more specifically Legally Blonde the Musical, the best version, though I do love Reese Witherspoon's performance ofc it's iconic but the musical is just MWAH ugh. One of my all-time favorite musicals and definitely the one I've listened to the most esp the past couple years hahaha.) The problem is, I've joked about so many slight variations / one very Long Intensive specific AA/LBtM crossover AU ideas, that trying to limit myself to a one-shot I could conceivably finish within a day proved too much for my decision paralysis and I didn't end up writing any of them lmao. Alas. Mostly, I just think it would be funny to see the characters interact in something of a vacuum just for fun, the problem is just that I happen to be uniquely terrible at not thinking through a Crack AU until I can, ahem, "crack" it, so to speak, to make it actually justifiably function. So in theory all I want to write for this day is some combination of like, Elle and Phoenix interacting and Miles and Emmett interacting, or the four of them having a conversation that goes something like "omg wait me too!! i also went from a creative undergrad degree directly into law to chase after some guy!! what are the odds teehee" while Emmett and Miles watch in horror, and also alternatively Emmett and Phoenix mostly bemusedly watching Elle and Miles geek out over like, fancy ass high class (pink) clothing like "uh yeah i have no idea what any of those words mean. she bought me this suit and i honestly wouldn't even be able to find the store again. oh no way he bought you yours too?? man, wild." Etc. (If anyone's interested in really watching me suffer and spiral: my longer and more intensive idea for an AU with them is to have them be tackling parallel cases where either of them (Elle and Phoenix) has specific knowledge that is helpful to defending the others' client, and they get like place-swapped through dimensional shenanigans somehow also related to the cases. And Phoenix has to abide by, like, nominally-accurate US trial law (I know he wouldn't really be licensed shhhh) -- by which I mean Emmett is sitting as his co-council and exercising the most restraint possible to keep from bashing his head into the table every two seconds. And Elle has to abide by guilty-until-proven-innocent Japanifornia trial law ("wait WHAT omg what do you MEAN the prosecution can just, like, not submit their evidence before the trial???? wait what do you MEAN we should just TAKE THAT that is EVIDENCE AT A CRIME SCENE--"). On the bright side, Elle gets to experience being one of the most normally-dressed people in a courtroom and not at all being looked down upon for her general vibes and wardrobe (like tell me she wouldn't fit right in in the ace attorney universe and seem completely ordinary), and Phoenix gets to experience a real jury (take that jurist system trial that Capcom would like to never ever talk about again) and also the judge going "so, Prospective Juror No. 103, do you understand that the defense in this criminal trial does not need to say a single word in order to be doing their job? the burden of proof lies entirely on the prosecution the entire time and the defense and defendant could choose to remain silent every day of trial and that would be completely within their rights, do you understand that? are you okay with that?" etc etc, shout out to my jury service a couple month ago and the kinds of questions a real life California judge asks jurors that would seriously blow the minds of every single character in Ace Attorney lmfao can you imagine? Anyway.) So yeah idk. Also something something, spirit mediums and the whole Greek Chorus bit from the musical... "School Spirit"... much to think about in crack AU land hahaha.)

21 - Absurd Tragedy

To be honest with you, this is the entire series lmao, so much so that I had trouble even thinking of an AU to be "alternate" in any way here, hahaha. What I sort-of landed on and have vague outline notes about in my doc is (not to make another excellent-musical-adaptation-of-an-already-top-tier-movie-which-is-itself-a-highly-unfaithful-adaptation-of-a-fairly-obscure-book reference) a Shrek the Musical "I Think I Got You Beat"-style debate about whose canonical absurd tragic circumstances are the worst, lmfao. Granted, this then turned into a "wait what if I use said argument as an absurd way in which to make Apollo and Trucy have a siblings realization completely on their own, which both compounds the fact they've both already lived such tragedy to begin with but also could touch on Phoenix knowing about it and not telling them about it", and uhhhhh lmfao a debate specifically between them is OBVIOUSLY not the romantic flirting banter of the song between Shrek and Fiona lmfao but like still, the general premise, just in a sibling bickering coat of paint instead. Also was toying with it being an Athena POV just to sell home / for the additional absurdity of the experience of "you've gone over to your friend's house to hang out and suddenly they're obnoxiously arguing with their sibling and their parents are nowhere to be seen and you're not exactly sure what you're supposed to do with yourself except awkwardly wait for them to be done" lmfao. Which I've most absolutely experienced from both ends multiple times hahaha. The alternative option for this prompt is just for me to write an excessively long essay debating and attempting to personally rank the main cast's level of absurd tragedy compared to each other, lol.

22 - Orphan

I wrote 324 words (slash one physical lined page in my actual notebook) of this while I was on vacation, lol. AU where Miles invites Phoenix to go watch one of Gregory's trials (or Phoenix invites himself, or Gregory invites him while Miles tries to hold the landline phone away from him, lol) and I mean of course the trial he goes to is The Trial (like, Jeffre... AW CRAP wait I don't actually know what Jeff Master's or Kate Hall's official names are lmfao uhhh. Well you know what don't worry about that. Happy AAIC day once again..? Lol. Anyway, the concluding day of Gregory's last trial, obviously, ignore the defendant's name.) Like, basically, here's my thought. AU where Phoenix is also there, and not only does that mean he knows what happened to Miles and Gregory but also, like, it's Phoenix. Tell me even at 9 he wouldn't be insisting on taking care of the poor kid who just lost everything and has nowhere in the world to go. Tell me he's not like, begging his parents they need to help him, lol. I think really this is just sort of an AU to explore one of my several personal headcanons for what Phoenix's parents are like, because I've spent a lot of time on a different version of them (coughs for the last AU on this list...coughs) but I also have a version of them which I find fun / funny where they're like, kinda hippy-dippy and like very hands-off (tbh almost all of my hc's about the Greater Wrights is they're very hands off, just in different ways) but in more of a "we want our child to experience the beauty and wonder of the world on his own time and not influence him or set rigid standards to conform to" kind of philosophy. Anyway my point is they like adopt/foster Miles somehow before Manfred can actually get his hands on him (he's still too busy dealing with the fresh bullet wound I guess?) This is just a gen au of course, not only because they're 9 lol but also the logistics of being adoptive/foster siblings gets weird quick lmao, but mostly I just find it interesting to think about what might have happened if Miles was in an environment where people paid more attention and cared more (and weren't explicitly influencing and manipulating him to exasperate the problem on purpose), because I have to imagine examining his nightmares a little more closely a little more quickly might have led someone (say, Phoenix who was also there in this AU) to find something slightly off about it or like start putting pieces together quicker, idk. I, uh, I'm not gonna lie to you, I don't actually remember how I intended to end this one hahaha ;; I started it but I was on vacation and neglected to outline / summarize the rest of my ideas the day of, so I guess I'll just have to see where my mind takes me when I get back to it.

23 - Musician

So my FIRST thought for this day was to use it as an excuse to finish my First Ever Ace Attorney Fic, which has been in WIP stasis for...uh.... 6. Years. i--SIX????? Shit. lmfao. yeah uh. I guess I created the first version of the doc (on my OneNote, god) back in 2018. So. Yeah. Hm. Omfg. This fic has partially existed since before Phoenix Disbarment Day. That is so. Wow. Damn. Y'all we're so close to aa4 time (2026) what the hell??? Ahem. Pianist Phoenix. That's. My point lmao. I know the original thing that sparked me loving this concept was actually some tumblr post I saw apparently a LONG long time ago, hahaha, and I know there's no way I'll find it with tumblr's abysmal search function, but just know it was not a completely original idea of mine when I say i fucking LOVE the headcanon that, you know what actually Phoenix CAN play the piano, he just chooses to do it as shittily as possible because that's kind of what he's like post-disbarment and he'd absolutely get a kick out of fucking with people like that even if they have no way to know they're being fucked with. It's like, he's no virtuoso or anything, but he can passably play the piano! He's just being an ass on purpose! It kills me every time lol. I won't say I think that's necessarily true in canon so ofc it's not like an end-all-be-all hc for me or anything but it's just sooooo funny to me that I like to break it out any time I possibly can. Look me in the eyes and tell me he wouldn't. Honestly, look me in the eyes and tell me if he actually put his mind to it in any meaningful way he wouldn't be able to get decent quickly regardless, considering the fact he became an accomplished lawyer on more-or-less a total whim. This to say: that was my intention, to finish this fic I've had brewing that was about Phoenix actually being able to play the piano and hiding it for a really long time but eventually being found out by Miles by chance. Except then I sat down on the plane and started writing a Pearl POV instead? In which she finds out about more or less the same exact concept but from Iris--also by chance, but less actually catching him playing and more being asked, "Oh, does he still play? He was always good at that." And then bc it's Pearl (Pearl I love you), of COURSE she goes and confronts him about it. Pearl might be the single most confrontational character in these games tbh which is SO FUNNY to me. Like I'm kind of exaggerating obviously but also am I? I know she has psyche-locks you have to break through multiple times throughout the series but stiiiill. Everyone else is so repressed and weird about anything remotely vulnerable, I stg. Props to Maya for making sure Pearl turned out pretty okay I guess, lmao. Anyhow yeah that's sort of the AU I ended up with. Pearl POV where she and Iris know they're sisters (don't get me started on this I have so many thoughts about the amount of information I'm positive Maya and Pearl are NEVER given skjflj) and Pearl visits Iris in prison regularly and on one such visit maybe she mentions Nick's job at Borscht and Iris makes a totally innocuous comment to the effect that Pearl learns he actually knows how to play the piano and she goes to get mad at him about it because he's definitely been pretending he can't and Pearl's pretty sure he's told neither Maya nor Trucy the truth and that cannot be left to stand.

24 - Pretend Hate

Okay, this exists in a similar realm to the Orphan prompt, except instead of Phoenix being there for the trial or the Wrights taking Miles in before Manfred can, it's more just AU where Miles doesn't actually cut all contact and he and Phoenix successfully end up exchanging correspondence (in semi-secret) during the time they're separated (i.e. they remain friends and close during the 15 years they're separated in canon). "Semi-secret" because they--esp Miles--somehow hide who exactly it is they're talking / writing to all the time but don't necessarily hide the fact they are doing that. Like, a fake cultural / language exchange program or something? I feel like there could be a world where Manfred really doesn't give a shit what Miles is up to as long as he's being molded into "someone Gregory Edgeworth would hate" (I don't think he would lol but that's another AU) and becoming a model von Karma protege prosecutor and such. He obviously goes to lengths to cut Miles off from everything he's familiar with in that he takes him to Germany, but I've always thought it's way more on Miles feeling guilty and blaming himself and thinking he's unworthy / pushing people away being the reason why they never talked before aa1 despite Phoenix's "attempts to contact him," whatever those may be specifically. And, yeah, I've watched that one episode of the anime but tbh I don't really use anime canon for almost anything besides maybe some of the fun visuals, haha, so I'm kind of disregarding that anyway. ANYWAY. My point is. The "pretend hate" part is that--sometime over the course of exchanging correspondence, Phoenix starts thinking something's weird and gets it in his head to "investigate" himself, since he's still in LA / has access to the scene of the crime and stuff, and then as a combo of him just plugging away at it until he has enough (circumstantial) evidence to be like "Miles I think you're wrong about this" and also a younger, slightly less repressed, slightly less in Manfred's pocket Miles actually being somehow willing to consider alternatives a little--they're able to put their heads together and eventually come to the (correct) conclusion ahead of time, before the 15-year statute of limitations, that it was almost certainly Manfred who did it. And then they work together to figure out how they can possibly PROVE that but they haven't thought of anything foolproof by the time aa1 events start rolling around (or at the very least, the 5-years-ago sections of aa3? It might make more sense if it's as soon as Miles returns to Japanifornia, and also I think Phoenix has way less reason to fall for Dahlia/Iris so hard if Miles is around and *coughs* available lmfao. Anyhow). So, in the hopes it'll keep Manfred from getting suspicious of Miles, they publicly pretend to hate each other, putting on a show of more of the canon attitude Miles esp. has before 1-4, but behind the scenes they're actually working together trying to think of a way they can definitely get a conviction to stick that Manfred won't be able to worm out of. And that's the AU! Idk, in terms of additional thoughts, I couldn't decide what to do / what would happen to Mia in this AU either, which doesn't super matter but did give me pause. So she might live, idk, depends the exact timeline. I do also think a scene where--Dahlia still hits on Phoenix in the reading room/courthouse library but he's like, actively there waiting for one of Miles' trials to conclude for a covert meeting, so when Miles gets there and is like "What are you messing with over there?" Phoenix is like "Oh, hey, check out this weird bottle some girl just gave me because apparently she fell in love at first sight, haha, isn't that so funny--" and then Miles recognizes it from the Fawles trial and they catch Dahlia earlier or something, idk. Or alternatively Phoenix was AT that trial so HE recognizes it. Or maybe it's funniest if he was there but doesn't recognize it until Miles does lmao, this is not the point of this AU but I can't stop myself from considering this part of it.

25 - Scientists

So THIS is the day I sort of alluded to earlier, many many words of post ago, where I got so invested in my The Martian AU that I started accidentally worldbuilding about it. What I've started and have about 400 words of (slash one notebook page, again from the plane after my vacation), is like, AU where it's NASA instead of law and I can make Phoenix go "What, like it's hard?" only it's about literally rocket science this time hahaha. Basically for this fic I just thought, well what if Phoenix just shows up as a flight tech or engineer or something (idk I don't really know that much about real life astronautics) as Miles is preparing for some space mission or something and he's just like WHAT are YOU doing HERE. I know I know I made Apollo literally be the titular martian and yes he ALSO has a (or tbh probably has a WORSE) canonical debilitating fear of heights, so, shhh, but I do like the idea that Phoenix is like, oh, who, me? In the flying metal death trap? No fucking thank you, I will be down here watching and talking directly to you through a headset or something. You cannot escape me however i can at least escape the building I'm in. No interest in seeing the Earth from above, thanks. Actually iirc Miles also doesn't love heights but meh whatever I'm fairly certain Phoenix talks about it the earliest in the series so there you go. Anyway, this would all be a mission prior to whatever mission it is that Apollo & Co. go on to Mars for the first part of the AU, so I guess you could consider it a prequel? And probably a fairly shippy one. I have other reasons for which it's fun for me if wrightworth is at least together if not outright married before the events of the "The Martian" part of the AU, so this one would be, like, about how exactly that went down.

26 - Victorian Era

Okay, once again, this just. IS. Literally. Dai Gyakuten Saiban / The Great Ace Attorney. Lol. That said, I've always loved the fanart I've seen of like Ryuunosuke and Phoenix (and respective Co.'s) interacting, or like, one or the other ending up in the other time period somehow, so I thought it'd probably be fun to try my hat at that. I feel like I've neglected the tgaa characters anyway, considering I actually somehow managed to reference PLvPW already, which is obviously significantly more of a spinoff and also just largely non-canonical, lmao. Also tgaa is just SO GOOD, augh. I'd love to have the multi-witness cross examinations from both of those games back sometime again, and I had so much fun with the jury in tgaa too, excellent mechanic. What was I talking about? So, I never completely decided on a concrete direction to take this, but even before AU-gust had started I'd already been toying with the idea of an AU where maybe Maya or Pearl channels a character from tgaa specifically because some documentary or special or something comes out talking about the real-life Herlock Sholmes (as opposed to the Totally Fictional "Sherlock Holmes" who Phoenix references in that one trilogy line, because I really think that's the funniest possible explanation for the discrepancy) and they're arguing over how that cannot possibly be a real person and no one was named that and etc etc and then to prove once and for all one way or the other Hurley is channeled and also for bonus joke content "recognizes" Phoenix at first (idk pretend his eyesight got worse in his older age, I know Phoenix and Ryuunosuke look, tbh, less alike than Ryuu and Apollo do, lmao, but again that's another AU) and then I get to play with Phoenix's mom's maiden name is Naruhodou and his middle name is Ryuuichi or such to that effect, because that is also a favorite headcanon of mine (not in small part because I can project my own life onto him by making him half-Japanese from SoCal, lol). So that's an idea I'd had that was already decently fleshed out and the ONLY problem is that if I'm having characters actually be channeled then there's a very real limiting factor of how many spirit mediums exist, and also that means Maya and/or Pearl don't get to interact with them, which for the sake of not overwriting would be good but for the sake of my love of a chaotic group conversation would be bad. But, uh, hopefully I do manage to hold myself to a less broad cast of characters, ideally, instead of bringing a bunch of them over to the other time period to see how they'd deal with that and interact en masse. Ha. Haha.

27. Younger / De-Aged

So here's another AU I'd already had idle thoughts about before AU-gust had even started! I...will get into this later, TRUST I will, lmfao, but I do have an extremely involved AU already in which Time Travel of the "regression" type is involved, i.e., they have their memories of the "future" but are thrown back into the past including their own younger bodies however-many-years-ago. So I've got that type of thing covered, I promise I do, haha. And additionally, I've actually already written them "younger" for my colorless AU way back on day 2, so I did think perhaps I'd just continue that one and say it was for this prompt (a smart person thing to do. this is the objectively correct option). On the other hand. I find pre-DL6 Phoenix and Miles reacting to how their lives actually turned out in the end HILARIOUS. Tell me it's not funny. And tell me it's not, like, some sort of depressing-yet-ultimately-hopeful for the older/current them to look at their child selves and be like Kid, Oh, You're Going To Go Through Some Shit, but also reflect on how they did make it and things turned out okay and life goes on etc etc. My problem with this kind of thing is that it's hard to come up with a justification for and that's not a problem in itself but it is a problem in me not knowing how i'm going to end a fic, which often gets me decision-paralysis-ed into not being able to start it in the first place, which did in fact happen to me here, haha. I think ideally I'd just do a quick "wait, was that a dream?" kind of thing where they (Miles and Nick) have a short conversation with themselves, but... Uh-oh, what, did you think that was all I had? You clearly don't know me at all. OTHER au option where young Phoenix is in the future/present and rather than himself and Miles it's the Wright Anything Agency who like, idk, find him roaming the streets of LA (fun fact! I actually came up with this AU one day while I was quite literally roaming the streets of LA myself at like 3am-ish. Do with that what you will). He is of course wearing a hat or beanie or something at first because come on, that's way more fun, and no matter how much Trucy, Apollo, and Athena are like "hm idk something about this kid seems familiar" I just don't think my first thought upon seeing some vaguely familiar kid alone on the street would be, like, "Oh, that's obviously a child version of my father/coworker/boss!" So. I'm not really sure that one has an end point either, though, so the same problem still stands, haha. The bad, someone get a spray bottle to spritz me, option of this is, obviously, to combine the two, so it's like the WAA find him first and then are like UHHHHH we need an adult (never mind actual adult-age-ness between them) and somehow end up getting Miles there too, but idk. I... should not. Overcomplicate. I shouldn't. Even, even if...august is over...so theoretically there's no longer any sort of On-Time component since it's late either way........ definitely not.

28 - Caretaker

Here are my exact notes / entire doc for this day. Ahem. And I quote: i brought up the lighthouse keeper thing but i dont know where that would be going exactly maybe this is a thing i could do franmaya for??? since i still havent gotten there? actually lol that as a lighthouse thing is funny. ghost romance? my three tropes rattle End quote. Anyway, shout-out to my friend hailstorm for being the one there to brainstorm "lighthouse keeper" with at the self-same bar trivia that I mentioned previously, lmao. I actually think that was even the same exact day as the The Martian quote was a relevant answer to a question. So yeah, even though I already kind of have franmaya planned for the spies day, that's both kind of sort of a darker AU overall and--WELP well, okay, so, i do, you know, recognize maybe a ghost romance isn't, uh, necessarily the fluffiest kind of AU lmao. Don't mind that. My point is, I love the vibes of a lighthouse keeper AU, and I generally like ghost romance as a trope, so that does feel like a viable option. Honestly, I kind of separately wanted an excuse to practice writing miego also, so maybe the Feys are just all chillin' in this lighthouse for...Some Reason, and that's side-plot relevant somehow, idk. I know Franziska and Godot exist in the same place for a minute in 3-5, but I honestly can't really remember them interacting? I think she'd fucking HATE him though lmfao. He'd think she's funny but I actually think she'd be too reactive for his most preferred teasing/fucking-with-people dynamics, haha. Regardless, if he is there at all, it's a very minor B plot, I think, 'cause this ain't about him, lol.

29 - Forced into Hiding

Achtung, baby, 2566 words of this are written! Lol. So uh, yeah. In short, AU where Klavier gets hounded by fans on the street while he's also having just a bad personal day, and the closest and best place he can think to hide from them is at the WAA. I, um, actually hadn't realized I'd written quite this much of this, haha, it was supposed to be short and fairly silly but then it turned into Klavier having a little bit of a panic attack maybe and getting consoled by Apollo, sure, of course, but then also having to deal with and experience some amount of closure / reach some kind of understanding with the Wrights, also. It's kind of part Klav character study, kind of part complaint against freaking Capcom for neglecting him (boo, I love him, stop ignoring him, or, yknow, worse, whatever the heck turnabout academy was supposed to do for him, which honestly almost felt like a step back to be quite honest). Okay, also, taking a slightly closer look at what I've already written, the REASON I'd thought I'd written way less than this is definitely because he hasn't even GOTTEN to the Agency yet, never mind spoken with any of its members, lmao. That would do it. In any case, I like the idea of Klavier having a bit of a vulnerable moment, and I also like the idea of him and Phoenix actually, like, talking for real, instead of, once again, whatever Turnabout Academy and DD was meant to tell me, which seems to be less than nothing. I kind of like the fact that it gave him a law mentor? I mean, she was very dead, but I have a very meaningful Use for her in later-to-be-announced-AUs-I-keep-teasing, haha. I of course considered other people and times when people in AA might be forced into hiding, but this felt like a silly but also meaningful way to do that without it just being an exploration of Miles and his not-suicide note (which wasn't exactly "forced" anyhow, he did that all on his own) or like, Zak Gramarye (who also completely did that to himself but w/e). Making it about Klavier completely escapes the bounds of canon, because canon is a weenie about talking about any of his actual feelings EVER, so screw you Capcom, I'm doing it for you. Don't worry about it. Trucy commiserating with him about still Loving someone, perhaps the very closest person biologically related to you you've ever known and depended on in your life, who not only did you very big harm personally but explicitly used you in a very real and participatory way to perpetuate the harm elsewhere and all the complexities about Feelings For And About Them Therein, and Phoenix somehow having enough self-awareness to recognize that shutting down completely and isolating yourself away doesn't actually do you any good even when you're at your lowest, and recognizing that Klavier doesn't exactly have a "Trucy" to be a focal point to draw him out of that, and that therefore he needs to be a bit more open to his peers. (Insert joke about "Well, I'm really definitely not suggesting you go adopt an entire child, that's really probably, uh, not the way to go, actually, but, you know. Everyone needs people, that just makes us human." Etc.)

30 - The Beginning of the World

So, hm, as it turns out, I got extremely sidetracked this day thinking about the next day on the docket. Whoops! Unfortunately this ultimately means my ideas for this day as of now are relatively uninspired: I had the thought that I could explore the beginning of Troupe Gramarye, which is its own sort of world, or else, maybe something about the beginning of the series itself but from the somewhat unconventional POV of a one Mr. Larry Butz. Yes, that's a bit self-serving in that it lends toward trying to complete a list of "main, recurring characters' POVs" that I've had as a sidequest all month, but, still. That said, just exploring actual canon through Larry's POV isn't exactly what I'd classify as an "AU" necessarily, so I feel like something would need to be different here. Okay, wait--not to draw inspiration a dang week late to the party, BUT. Now that I'm typing this up, I'm thinking, okay, maybe, what if. The "Beginning" of the series, technically speaking, is basically the fact that Phoenix gets put on (class) trial for stealing Miles' lunch money--which notably only happened because Larry himself picked it up when it fell on the floor. So, perhaps, what about an AU where he doesn't do that? I mean, I guess it would just turn the entire world of AA into something of a terrible series of tragedies with no real closure about them, lol, rip, but it could possibly be interesting? I dunno! (And, yes, I know DL-6 itself is more or less the basis of the series, if we're being ticky-tacky, but Phoenix wouldn't have been involved without meeting Miles, and that somewhat necessitates the class trial, and without him none of canon would get resolved, so. I will say, I do love going back to the earliest points to see how and how much you can make canon deviate or stay the same--reasonably speaking--via minor tweaks and butterfly effect and all that, so this could be interesting, although I once again must say I think it really just means a bunch of innocent people, Miles included, are going to be put away and possibly executed over murders that weren't their faults, lol. Hm. Much to consider.)

31 - Two(+) of the Above:

Beginning of the World + Younger/De-Aged + Canon Divergence (+ Feat. Jokers: Guardian, Everybody Lives)

With all of this, the ONLY prompts I've actually missed on this list become Animagus which I swapped for the Wings joker, and the last joker of the four, Thriller, which was never exactly a priority of mine because I'm not sure I'd write that sort of thing particularly well, so! Wild! Completionists everywhere almost rejoice, haha. SOOOOO. For the eagle-eyed readers out there, I'll bet you're just dying to know what this one AU I've been teasing all post could Possibly be to warrant such a build-up, right? (...Right?) The answer is the at-ow! (Phonetically, lol. I've been calling it that instead of out loud saying all the letters in AATTAU out loud every time.) My friend Ben can attest to the fact that this behemoth AU (her word which I'm stealing) has been in the works for, uhhhh... months?

MONTHS. AHAHA. Ha. That. Sure says March! It sure does! And it is not lying. Lmfao. (Ignore the time, I was working overnight then--my beloved work schedule whomst I miss dearly--so that's a perfectly reasonable discord-ing hour for March-me.) Also, once again, I'm choosing to blame Ben for my extensive AU problems, she sent me a very cute time loop AA fic that utterly destroyed my entire mind because it got the mere idea of "Time-based AU" caught in my endless void-idea-hole. So. Here's the real rub. The literal reason I started doing this AU-gust challenge in the freaking first place was that I was absolutely Desperate to find a way to overcome my writer's block. And one of the (admittedly many) reasons I wanted to do this was because I have been ITCHING to write this stupid behemoth AU for real. I have a massive outline doc already, I have a whole slew of scenes planned, I have lots of character archage, I have sooo many things I want to say and explore about them all you have No Idea. It's extremely self-indulgent and absolutely my personal magnum opus for all my very specific favorite AA headcanons and ideas and thoughts. And obviously, it worked! I did indeed overcome my writer's block! And I had so much fun doing it!! And I'll admit, from the very beginning, I had been eyeing that "Everybody Lives" joker prompt, because...that's it! That's basically the point of the AATTAU (Ace Attorney Time Travel Alternate Universe, if that wasn't clear, haha). I don't want to let myself get TOO into it, because Oh Boy, I sure will! If you let me! Haha. But basically the premise is EXACTLY what I stated in that very first discord message I could find about it. Maybe not so much "time travel" technically speaking than it is "gaining memories of everything that happened in canon right as the DL-6 earthquake happens", so it's more regression than actual time travel since they're in their own younger bodies and everything, but still. It's basically my excuse to treat canon like it did happen and YET allow for everybody to survive and for the very fun cocktail of traumas and joys that come from remembering what happened but having the chance for something different (and all the effort that goes into making something different happen in the first place).

Now, as far as AU-gust goes. I was obviously not about to even pretend I could remotely start this during August itself or justify connecting any of it to the series and the prompts I'd already written for it, lol, but I also couldn't get the idea out of my head, so I got it in my head I really wanted to end the month with SOMETHING that somehow tied into my AATTAU, if only to motivate myself to actually get on it and start writing out instead of solely outlining everything that's been in the works all these months. So to that end, I saw the "Everybody Lives" and the "Beginning of the World" prompts, and an idea came to me. I'd been dancing around the justification aspect of this AU for most of the time I've had it because let's be honest, it's just a very self-indulgent idea and it does not NEED "justification" to serve the purpose I want it to serve and be what I want it to be. But the AU-gust prompts gave me some actual inspiration and an Idea as to a way to solidify my unnecessary "justification" but in a way that it doesn't need to be directly part of the final product of the AATTAU (like, I could make it a separate one-shot and either just link it to and from the AATTAU fic itself, or if it all ends up being a series, then I could just include it in the series but it wouldn't be necessary to read to understand what's going on. And so, I present! The Ami Fey one-shot special I came up with just to fit these prompts :3 ...And by "i present" i mean, uh, I wrote 4k words of it on the 31st and didn't even come close to what I wanted to cover, because I suck at being concise. Lmfao. (Shocker.) Basically, I used Ami Fey as a semi-self-insert kind of godlike figure to reason out a semi-plausible way to make the concept I want to explore happen, happen. And I had a lot of fun, but I do still have a bunch to finish, but either way, I'm very pleased to have a (somewhat silly but ultimately fun for me) reasoning as to the gears ticking behind the scenes of my idea! To be somewhat less vague, the whole AU is predicated on the idea that, Phoenix and/or Miles (who remember from the beginning / from December 28th, 2001) meeting the other characters at-or-after the time they originally met in canon are able to recall their memories of the "original" (i.e. canon) timeline. I've used some magatama shenanigans to have some fun with this, and I'm now using Ami Fey and magatama shenanigans to explain how and why this is A Thing, even if it isn't necessarily the objectively most logically sound argument I've ever made. It's still a good one, in my book, and more importantly I like it, so that's all that really matters.

To briefly explain the "two" (by which I mean 5?) of the "above" I'm using here:

Beginning of the World: This fic specifically would show the beginning of the "world" of this AU specifically! Woohoo! Go Ami Fey, creating a whole new set of problems for our beloved little Guys to go through, hahaha. I think I may have based her character a little too much on Maya mischievousness, but, oh well. Let's just say that's where she gets it from.

Younger/De-Aged: As I've already kind of expressed, the premise of this AU is mostly just them being their own younger selves except they also have the memories of all of canon (and maybe a year or two after the fact, I need to confirm a couple dates).

Canon Divergence: I feel like this is decently self-explanatory, but then again maybe it's a bit cheesy to include this here, since it basically diverges from nearly the first major event of canon (DL-6), but that's not the only time things go almost-canonically but diverge a bit in some way, so I think it really does fit here.

Guardian: This one is a bit multi-fold. It somewhat refers to the way I'm making Gregory Edgeworth the de facto guardian (as in, legal guardian) of mostly everyone I possibly can because I love him and he would be great at it. But also, guardian in that, Mr. Savior Complex Phoenix Wright himself has literally all of the information at his disposal to try to "save" the potential Happy Lives of literally every person he loves, and, well. He does a pretty good job about it; not without cost, haha, but I feel like I can definitely call him a "guardian" of others in this AU. And, as for specifically the one-shot Ami fic, she is essentially the guardian of the entire Fey lineage, in this AU at least, so that also totally fits and is most immediately relevant.

Everybody Lives: I think this one is pretty self-explanatory at this point, lol. But for the one-shot: Ami is essentially trying to secure an "everybody lives" scenario, even if it hasn't been achieved yet, so it's more an aspiration at that point, but ultimately it is indeed successful. Now, "living" does not mean, like, "totally healthy" (mentally or physically), so there's lots more to it, but in short, yes, they live.

And......that's basically a wrap on that!

I mean, it isn't actually at all, since I still have to finish 26/31 fics, lmfao, but as far as the idea generation stage goes, and the use of the AU-gust prompts, that's what's up in my world! Somewhere out there maybe there's an AU of my actual real life where i finished more of these on time, but i'm still pretty pumped by all the work that's already been made on making so many AA fics a reality for me. I've come a long way since starting that first AA fic in 2018...!!

I still have all the aforementioned 26 fics to finish obviously, and I also have AU continuations planned for at the very least, day 2's colorless prompt and day 3's dark academia prompt (let alone day 31's, lol, but that's its own monster entirely), but I'm optimistic!

Thankfully I actually finished using nano to word track for me before they, you know, doubled down on AI and called everyone "abelist" (???) for not supporting it, which, uh. Well. But for my own posterity and if anyone's curious, here's what my word counts looked like throughout the month of AU-gust--admittedly including some planning and outlining:

It ended up being 51,377 words total in August on these AU prompts alone!

I feel like I wanted to say something poignant and meaningful at the end here, but it's almost 9:30 and I work at 4am tomorrow, so I'm going to go ahead and wrap this post up here, haha. If you read all of this, thank you very much for joining me on my little journey!

Once again, here is the Ao3 series where I'll post anything more that gets done, so if you'd like to see how any of these AUs turn out, feel free to keep an eye on that!

And here is the previous post with the 1st half+ of the AUs if you missed it and are interested now!

My copy arrived literally as I was writing this up so I've spent the last several prompts of this post listening to the AAIC soundtrack in the music collection, and, oh man, it's seriously so surreal this exists??? I might be an old fogey who has and will for an indeterminate amount of time continue to have trouble letting go of the fan translation names I've lived with for the past decade or whatever, but it's seriously so awesome the entire series is finally available internationally!! Let's hope for my sake AA7 doesn't come out before I finish any of my AATTAU, because that would really throw a bit of a wrench in my decision-making process, lol.

Bye for now!

[merv606]

Puritanverse…

Alpha!Amanda and Omega!Daniel are a happily married pair. But while Amanda enjoys having her sweet little Omega at her mercy, she’s been thinking as of late that she’d like to see him at the mercy of another Alpha. Dolled up and draped in silk for the night. Being made to take it until he’s fucked within an inch of his life and cum-drunk. Namely from Terry Silver, an Alpha she knows has quite the thing for her beautiful little mate, though Daniel remains completely innocent to Terry’s interest. 

“You’ll do this for me then, Daniel?” Amanda asks late one night in their bed…though she’s already set up the day and hour with Terry earlier over cocktails at the local Alpha bar. Still, she wants her little mate to agree. “After all, you like Terry, don’t you?”

Daniel looks at her sweetly, if naively. What an angel. “He’s always so nice to me when we see him at Church! He actually…speaks to me and not just to you, Mandy.” He blushes a little. “The other Alphas don’t speak to mated Omegas, but Alpha Silver…” Daniel smiles softly. “He remembers to say hello.”

“Mm, I’ve noticed. So you agree, then?”

Daniel snuggles in affectionately. “Yes, of course Mandy! Whatever pleases my Alpha.” He furrows his brow though a moment later. “But…what exactly does Mr. Silver want to meet me for?”

Amanda chuckles lowly and sweeps his fringe from his eyes. “He’ll show you, Daniel. And I’ll be right there when he does.”

VIOLENCE!

VIOLENCE IN MY INBOX.

Maybe Terry and her are business partners and old childhood friends.

Maybe …. females alphas can’t impregnate male omegas so Terry is also serving to get her little mate with child.

Maybe the idea was always to end up a triad 🤔

These godly omegas are so skittish and he was more comfortable around the female alpha but they both knew he would be scooped up quite quickly so it was Amanda who courted him, married and bedded him initially.

They figured it would be easier for the omega to accept Terry into their bed after - the time it would take for them to approach him as a triad, get him used to that, and court him as two alphas would take too long - they needed him tied to one of them as quick as possible - to prevent another alpha from trying anything.

As you said though she wants Daniel to want Terry - so does Terry.

So he got used to the alpha over the last several months after their marriage.

He is at their place most nights (right before the wedding Terry bought the place next door) and in the mornings joins them for breakfast that Daniel prepares. Daniel even starts packing lunch for Terry when he prepares Amanda’s.

When she first suggests it Daniel is aghast; thinking his alpha is is commenting on him liking Terry; horrified his alpha thinks he would cheat.

“Alpha,” he rushes out, tripping over himself to get it out, big brown eyes shining imploringly, “I would never ….”

“Shhh shhh now. It’s okay if you think he’s attractive, he is. It’s okay if he makes your special place wet and tingly like I do.” She kisses his temple.

“He doesn’t ….”

“It is not okay, however, for you to lie to your alpha,” and her voice is hard now, her hand on his face, eyes staring into his soul he can’t turn away. “So I’ll ask you again.”

“Does he make your special place wet and tingly like I do?” Her hand drops to said place, just resting there.

“I … I touch myself, sometimes,” he says, and she knows it’s not in lieu of an answer rather his way of answering her.

“Thinking of him?” she prompts gently.

He bites his lip.

“It’s okay,” she kisses his fingers. “I never lie to you - I won’t be mad,” she soothes.

“No … I …”

“Remember, don’t lie to me either.”

“I’m not … it’s … I think about both of you ….” And he won’t meet her eyes, his cheeks burning high with what? Arousal, shame, embarrassment? Maybe all three.

Whatever it is doesn’t matter because this though - this is better than she was expecting.

“Both of us ….. with each other?” even though she knows what he means, she wants to hear it and sometimes he needs these things coaxed out of him, proper little thing he is.

“With me,” he whispers his answer, trying to pull away so he can look anywhere but her, but she doesn’t allow it.

Her fingers are dipping between his slit, still covered by his underwear, which is soaked.

Getting him worked up will help loosen his tongue.

God he’s so wet already, rubbing over his clit through his panties, before she moves those panties to the side, easily sliding in two fingers as he moans.

“And what are we doing hmmmm? Sweet boy? Are we making you feel good?! Like I am now?!”

“Yes,” he pants, humping himself on her fingers.

“Like this?” She asks as her thumb finds his cute little pearl, bare to her now.

Such honesty deserves a reward as well.

A few flicks over it and he’s coming, coating her hand and wrist.

Anyway they end up as a triad!

The next day at dinner and she has him dressed to the nines.

“I was hoping you would stay a bit later than normal,” Amanda tells Terry, sharing a knowing look.

“I can be persuaded.”

“How about the night?!”

“And where would I be sleeping in that case?”

Daniel is looking down at his plate.

“My little one here has admitted something quite interesting.”

“Alpha,” he starts.

“Quiet darling. Your alphas are talking.”

Terry raises an eyebrow.

He falls obediently silent, his cheeks glowing.

“Can you tell Alpha Silver what it is you admitted?”

He won’t look at her, let alone Terry.

She smiles fondly.

“He touches himself. Thinking about you and me … and him.”

The sent of arousal hits their noses - arousal and shame.

“I see,” he rumbles, taking a sip of wine, smiling at Amanda. “Well, in that case, consider me persuaded.”

The rest of dinner goes by uneventful, the alphas taking pity on him, showing him some tender mercy because they won’t be showing him it later in.

They bid him good night, Terry bending down to kiss the back of the omega’s hand before she leads him back to their room. She can smell how wet he is, and the door is not even clicked closed all the way before she’s stripping him, putting him on her own aching cock.

On the bed, legs on the outside of hers, her cock deep inside him not moving, when the door opens.

Her hand rubbing slow circles on his clit, not enough to get off but to have his cunt dripping and clenching on her cock, hoping to distract.

His eyes fly open though, but Amanda whispers in his ear that, “it’s okay.”

Terry takes a seat, just sit thing there watching.

“See?” She soothes her skittish omega, even if his cunt has tightens on her, “he just wants to watch right now.”

He tries to cover himself, but she gently puts his arms down to his sides. “He wants to see you baby,” she laughs lightly, a gentle kiss to his temple to calm him.

“I thought it best to have him first,” she explains to Terry. “Terry is bigger than I am sweetheart,” she whispers to Daniel.

He can see that - the bulge in the alpha’s pants lets him know she’s not lying. In fact she may be downplaying it - He is very well endowed.

“Get him nice and open for you … nice and wet.”

She rubs more harshly now, knowing what Daniel needs to come, and it doesn’t take long before he’s crying out, cunt clamping down on her as he comes, slick leaking out around her cock that itself is throbbing and pulsing her release deep inside him, her come and his slick dripping onto the floor as she continues pumping up and in, fucking more out of him than in.

Terry groans at the sight; the sex heavy in the air, cloying and coating his throat, the nosies belaying how wet the omega is, if the sight and smell alone didn’t.

She slips out - his cunt obscenely open - still clenching - and Terry stands now. Daniel tries to close his legs, but her hands on his inner thighs put a stop to that.

“Be a good little omega and show your alpha that cute little pussy, baby. Let him see how used it is so he knows what he’s working with.”

Terry sinks to his knees, taking in the sights and smells now that he’s so close. Taking in the freshly used cunt, her thumb rubbing their boy’s aroused pearl.

“Oh no need to be shy baby, you have such a pretty little pussy after all. He also knows already how much you love having this gorgeous little cunt of yours eaten out, don’t you Terry?! I tell him all about our nights together: He’s been waiting to taste you like this,” her hands trail up now, opening his seam.

Terry wastes no time, licking up the omega’s open core and Daniel shrieks; so sensitive from having just come.

“Just wait,” she says, “until he can take us both and you will sweetheart …. In every way you can.”

Terry slides a middle finger into him, and the omega’s eyes roll back, Amanda steadying him for the older alpha.

He eats him until he comes slick and Amanda’s seed squirting out in equal measures, Terry standing, taking his cock out, jacking it a few times even though he’s the hardest he thinks he’s ever been, cock straining to be inside the omega’s gorgeous little cunt; knows it’ll be so warm and welcoming.

Rubbing it up and down his slit and then over his rosebud, still stiff and protruding, taping it again and again, a few more times just to see his thighs shake, his hole clench and more slick to gush out, rubbing it over that slick hole next.

The omega’s body knows what’s coming even if the omega himself is too blissed out to notice as Terry pushes the fat head inside.

“We’ll start small first,” she says, fingers in Daniel’s plush, sinful mouth, which he obediently starts to suck on, choking on them and his own moans.

“One of us here,” fingers smoothing over his tongue towards the back of his throat, “and here,” as Terry pushes the rest of his cock inside, inch by thick inch.

“One of us here,” her soft cock, which is starting to harden again, slipping between his cheeks, “and one of us here,” rubbing around where Terry’s cock has him cored open.

“And then …. Both of us here,” her hand framing his hole as Terry drives in and out, a tip of her finger teasing his rim along side Terry’s cock.

“Inside or out Mandy,” Terry groans, hips working, the little omega jolting, his hard little nipples and soft flesh around them jiggling as much as they can.

“Inside,” she answers, “might as well get started, although I think it won’t take long,” she muses.

“Best he fill you like this, “she whispers to the fucked out omega, still taking it so beautifully, like she knew he would. “So we achieve our goal,” rubbing his stomach to make it obvious to the little omega what she means.

It’s hard for female alphas to impregnate male omegas but she knew he wanted a big family and she had promised him as many pups as he wanted.

She just hadn’t explained how.

Terry was more than willing to help them out there.

But they’re a triad now, as was planned.

“You’ll going to take to pregnancy so well,” she assures. “You were made for it.”

“You ready for Terry baby? she asks. “Ready for his pup?”

Daniel doesn’t answer, he can’t, Terry taking his mouth to claim any possible answer - which yes or no it doesn’t matter because the truth is, he was getting filled either way.

He comes and comes and comes, Daniel’s belly bloated with it, before the alpha finishes, finally pulling out.

“Face down pussy up next,” Amanda says. You’ll shoot deep right where we need it.”

[tarisilmarwen]

RobStar Week 2023, Day 2 - Carnival/Amusement Park

(Shhh, I know I'm late.)

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Kory glanced aside at Dick knowingly as he switched the turn signal on, moving them towards the right lane of the highway.

He took his eyes off the road briefly, sending her a conspiratorial wink.

Grinning, Kory waited until they were about half a mile away from their exit, before calling back to the two children in the backseat, both slumped over and staring glumly out their windows, disappointed over the end of their trip.

"Mar'i? Jake? Can you look out the window to your right and tell me what you see?" she asked them, failing to hide the mischievous sparkle in her green eyes.

Mar'i was on the right side, and lifted her head from her chin curiously, sending a puzzled squint out the window as the sign for the exit came up.

They knew the moment she'd realized because an ear-splitting excited squeal at an unholy decible shook the car.

"IT'S WETZLEYWOOOOOORLD!" Mar'i shouted, fists clenched, bouncing in her seat.

"What's Wetzleyworld?" asked Jake, leaning over and straining to see.

"Oh my gosh, Jake, it's so fun! We came once when you and I were little, I think you were two, it's the most awesomest, funnest, coolest place ever!" She squealed again, the seatbelt straining to contain her as she floated a half-inch above her seat. "It's got bumper cars and rock climbing and rollercoasters and a Ferris wheel and-"

Dick and Kory smiled at each other from the front seats, pleased at having kept the impromptu visit a surprise for their little ones.

"Hope they still have the Whirl-a-Gig Tower," Dick commented, sliding the car neatly into the exit lane.

"Oh yes, that one was one of my favorites as well," Kory agreed, nodding. Her eyes pinched suddenly, skin wrinkling between her brows. "Did you hear they tore down the Sonic Splashdown?"

He glanced askance at her. "No!" he said, dismayed and in disbelief. "Aww man, we loved that one. It was the perfect cooldown ride for summer."

"I hear they have revamped it with a newer style. It will still be a water ride just... not as big," she hastened to inform him, not quite able to hide her own disappointment.

Dick gave a grumbling sigh. "Guess it can't be helped." He checked over with her, pulling them up to a stoplight. "You've got all our passes?"

She nodded, slipping her hand into the canvas bag in her lap and producing them, four slightly folded sheets of paper. "Indeed. We need to present these at the front gates, which will gain us admittance, and then we must report to the Customer Service booth to gain the laminated badges."

He reached over and squeezed her hand, warmly affectionate. "Thanks for handling that, Star," he told her gratefully. "I know it was a lot to handle on short notice."

Kory flipped a bit of her hair back proudly. "It was nothing," she declared. "I rather enjoyed talking to the service representative; she was very nice and helpful and is expecting a third child in May."

Dick chuckled. Leave it to his Starfire to make friends with a total stranger.

The light flipped to green and he released the brake, taking the turn into the drive that led to the main entrance.

***

The crowds were impressive, several groups of students, families, and youth groups in matching shirts scattered here and there, and dozens of individual families milling around as well. The noise of their talking was matched only by the noise of the amenities, roaring coasters rattling on their tracks, vendors hawking for players at the prize booths, popcorn and cotton candy machines going full steam. The park's kindly mascot, Wetzley the Walrus, twinkled round black eyes out from plushies, billboards, and signage.

Mar'i was already begging for a giant pink flamingo prize hanging above the baseball toss. Dick paid the extra fee and let Kory have the honors, watching her wind up and let a rip with just a touch of her alien strength.

Just a touch was all it took, toppling the whole stack of weighted bottles with a magnificent clatter. Kory beamed as the attendant handed her the flamingo, and Dick felt a rush of nostalgia and adoration; His wife had wanted the same stuffed prize years and years ago when they'd first come here, on what was technically their first date. Technically because they had still been in that weird awkward stage of, "We're just friends, we don't totally like each other at all, but I still really care about impressing you."

The asshole who had prevented him from even taking a turn at the game was no longer working that particular booth, he was satisfied to see.

Mar'i was making grabby hands with her fingers. "Can I hold it? Can I? Can I?"

Kory frowned. "I do not believe that is a good idea, Mar'i. It it much larger than you are, and we do not want to attract attention."

"Awwww!" Mar'i groaned in disappointment, dropping her hands.

"Besides," Dick said, coming up closer, "we're going to have them reserve it at the front for us. That way it won't get wet or dirty before we take it home."

Mar'i mumbled but accepted that logic. Jake, meanwhile, had spotted the carousel.

"MOMMY!" he squealed, pointed excitedly. "DADDY! THEY HAVE A SEAHORSE!"

"Yeah?" Dick responded, leaning down with hands on his knees, matching his son's excitement.

"Yes, see!"

"Well we'd better go ride it then," he urged, taking the flamingo as Kory passed it to him, handing it in turn to the park runner who had just been summoned to fetch the large prize to the front for safekeeping.

Jake was off like a rocket, his sister three steps behind him.

"Do not get too far ahead!" Kory called in worried warning, trying to keep up.

***

When all the coasters had been ridden at least once—and some of them twice—multiple snacks consumed, both children's faces painted with bright designs—Mar'i had gotten a swirling gold and silver configuration called Azure Princess and Jake had gotten the tusks and beady eyes of the ever-ubiquitous Wetzley—and everyone's calves and feet were thoroughly exhausted Dick finally called an end to the day.

Mar'i trudged along sleepily at his side, while Kory held a dozing Jake, his little arms draped around her shoulders.

"I am glad we could share this with them again," Kory said, as they made their way through the exit gate, picking up their flamingo on the way. She smiled in a way that made his heart flip inside him. "This is still my favorite place to come with you," she said, voice soft.

His cheeks heated and like that he was mentally fifteen again, gaping in awe at how pretty she was, how vibrant and full of life and endless enthusiasm.

"Yeah," was all he could say to agree.

Their hands found each other's as they walked across the parking lot, son and daughter and flamingo in tow, the orange light of sunset splashing across the sky.

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Penguins on Parade

Edgar Allan Poe: i feel like there's been way too much drama here lately Poe: too many cranks just venting obsessions and paranoias! Poe: can't we just hear a nice, simple, old-fashioned horror story? HP Lovecraft: i-i've got one Poe: ...son of a bitch

Poe: ok howard let's hear it August Derleth: wooo! yeah! Derleth: go off Howard, you got this! Lovecraft: y-yeah ok Derleth: a-grade storytelling, right here! modern master!

Lovecraft: a premise occurred to me one night while in the throes of fitful sleep Derleth: yes! yes! tossing and turning! sweat that plot out Lovecraft: about an ill-fated expedition to the Antarctic Derleth: cold as ice! chilly like my willy, baby Lovecraft: p-please stop

Poe: ah, the South Pole Poe: a promising location for a doomed voyage Poe: not to spoil anything but Poe: they all drown in the magnetic whirlpool, right? Lovecraft: Poe: that resides at the bottom of the world, right? Lovecraft: Poe: perhaps they're slaughtered by hostile peoples of the inner earth?

Lovecraft: n... Lovecraft: no, there's a continent there Poe: oh, a fantasy story? fun!

Lovecraft: even the beginning of this terrible journey is fraught with peril Lovecraft: for they must encounter that most loathsome of all birds Lovecraft: THE PENGUIN Clive Barker: Barker: ah ha ha Barker: oh man Barker: let's fucking go, curtain up

Dean Koontz: i like penguins :) Koontz: stephen let me watch happy feet Koontz: it was funny Koontz: except for the seal Stephen King: we had to fast-forward past the seal King: and the orcas King: pretty much the entire second half Koontz: i like when they dance

Lovecraft: b-but these are no ordinary penguins Lovecraft: the average penguin is black AND white Lovecraft: a hideous mixture in itself Lovecraft: yet these massive creatures are ALBINO

Lovecraft: so pale as to be mistaken for snowdrifts at a distance Lovecraft: you might say they are passing for white Poe: uhh Derleth: shhh, let him cook

Lovecraft: t-the group found a perplexing frozen specimen Lovecraft: i-it was only when they discovered the ruins later that they realized it was a being of great intelligence Lovecraft: for, you see Lovecraft: the thing had no skull to measure

Lovecraft: millions of years ago, the Old Ones flourished upon the continent Lovecraft: they built a society dedicated to pure scientific achievement Lovecraft: yet, in the cruelest irony Lovecraft: they were overwhelmed by sheer brute strength Barker: lol Barker: get owned nerds

Lovecraft: i-it was a most grand civilization Lovecraft: accomplished universities. safe to slither the streets at night Lovecraft: and then a certain kind of creature Lovecraft: i shall not say whom Lovecraft: took over Lovecraft: and the property values... they plummeted

Derleth: okay look i'm getting a little sick of all of you calling Howard a bigot Derleth: i keep telling you he's simply a man of his time Lovecraft: the shoggoths were faceless slaves of the deepest black hue Lovecraft: possessing a fiendish malevolence to compensate for their lack of a brain Derleth: Derleth: oh and i suppose you're just going to take THAT out of context

Lovecraft: most chilling of all the shoggoths' attributes was their infernal piping Lovecraft: it imitated the structure of the Old Ones' music Lovecraft: but it was as if they spoke rather than harmonized it Lovecraft: and inserted coarse references to anatomy

Lovecraft: there were indeed some horrors in this house Lovecraft: and they were wet and gushy Lovecraft: no bucket or mop would suffice

Lovecraft: they escaped with their lives, yet Danford was tormented by visions of the shoggoth unto madness Lovecraft: for knowledge of the unknown has a terrible price, and death and ignorance are our only mercies Lovecraft: the end Derleth: Barker: Poe: Koontz: King: King: so, Dean, I have this DVD of Norm of the North

John W. Campbell: say, that's a pretty good yarn, but couldn't more happen with the shapeshifting Campbell: what if the shoggoth was able to fully mimic its human prey Lovecraft: fully ASSIMILATED among men? Lovecraft: there is cosmic horror, sir, and then there is simply bad taste

Thanks to guest writer my pal Morbiose for help with this thread!

[deus-and-the-machina]

MCYT Yuri week - day 5, rare pair

day late for @mcyt-yuri-week but it's okay. I dedicate this one to my friend @rachelsquill because I know she really likes this pairing :D yadda yadda its on ao3 please go kudos and comment if you can.

Gem had been looking to the end of the week every day now. Her special guest, fellow princess Katherine, was coming over for tea and pastries and she was bursting at the seams. 

The other empires were lovely, sure, but they weren’t always on the same wavelength. From the moment she’d met Katherine, she’d known that their princess personas would get along swimmingly. Both of them valued nature, aesthetically pleasing builds, and pretty dresses. It didn’t hurt that Katherine was clearly strong, her well toned arms laid bare with her strapped dress. 

Gem could usually handle herself, but this princess character wasn’t really a fighter. Having not only a fellow princess, but an ally who could be her knight in shining armor, well that was a tempting prospect. 

The day of their meeting, Gem went about her house getting things in order. Usually the small sun forged creatures she’d created to populate Dawn would help tidy things up, but she wanted to do it herself today just to make sure things were exactly in place. 

Dusting off chairs, placing tablecloths and setting the table, she did it all. But the best part of it all was the baking. While several kettles were set on the stove to boil (because you could never have enough), she opened the large tome of a cookbook gifted to her by Sausage and decided to follow a poppy seed lemon bread recipe. It had a honey glaze on top, and Gem could think of no better gesture to show off the primary resource of her empire. 

It was a surprisingly soothing process. Gem stirred the batter while humming, thinking of potential conversation topics. Perhaps Katherine would want to talk trade or economics? Trade maybe, but no definitely not economics. Katherine did not have the air of one interested in such matters. They could discuss combat, but Gem’s character wasn’t meant to have any interest in such things. 

She was sure she’d figure something out. Conversations were best when they were natural, after all. 

The bread was placed in the oven, then topped with the glaze, then placed on the windowsill. It was ten minutes til, and Gem scuffled about to get everything ready. The table was outside, but close to the door of her house so she could easily make the trip to the kettle. The little round table covered with a sun print tablecloth was decorated with a tasteful vase, teacups on platters next to small plates for the poppy seed bread, yellow napkins with orange stripes at the borders, and a small bowl of tea bags in the center. There were several kinds available. Gem figured it would be fun to rummage around in the bowl for a bit, searching for one’s favorite kind.

Before she knew it, the time was upon her. Princess Katherine strolled into Dawn chipper as ever. She carried a basket on one arm, which she extended to Gem in greetings. “Thank you so much for inviting me! It’s just some flowers, but hopefully they’ll make for some nice dyes, or just decoration!”

Gem smiled back and thanked her profusely before leading her to the table. “So!” she began, heart in her throat. “Katherine. What have you been up to lately?” A bit casual, but personal.

She bounced her foot, seemingly in excitement. “Oh, it’s been great! Actually,” she looked around conspiratorially. “You remember what I told you about my secret?”

“Your monster hunter one? Yes I remember.”

“Shhh! Not so loud!” Katherine couldn’t help but giggle even as she said it. “Well…I was thinking that it’s maybe not such a good idea for me to be going out by myself so often, you know?” She peeled off a glove to show Gem her hand. There was a rather long cut on the back of it. It was mostly healed now, but the edges looked puckered, as if it would scar.

Concern pooled in her stomach. “Did a creature do that?”

“No actually, I scraped my hand on a tree branch.”

“Oh. Wait, why would that make you ask for help?”

She fiddled with the glove, looking down. “Because it happened when I wasn’t watching myself! It can be really dark, and natural dangers can be just as annoying as monstrous ones.” With a sigh, Gem reached forward and took Katherine’s hand in hers. Her genuineness was endearing.

“May I?” she asked. Katherine nodded, a faint blush creeping up her face. Gem placed a kiss on the back of her hand, right on the scratch. She held contact for a moment, then pulled away. “I can’t actually kiss it away, but let's hope that helped!” Nailed it! She thought giddily.

“Still, I don’t understand why you’d come to me. I’m not really a fighter…”

Katherine tilted her head. “You’re not? Could’ve fooled me. You have such strong arms…I’ve seen you lift super heavy boxes before!”

Sheepishly, Gem smiled. “Ahaha well, I have done a bit of lifting in my time. But fighting? Not really.”

“I could teach you then!” Katherine exclaimed. “I’m sure having a princess of Dawn fight alongside me at night would be just swell.”

Man. Gem really wanted to commit to the character, she did! But running around killing monsters with Katherine at night, especially if she also got to help protect her, sounded like an awful good time. Twiddling her thumbs, she thought about how to spin this. “You know,” she began. “I do recall a few sword fighting lessons from my youth…” and also from last Thursday. When I put Etho flat on his back on Hermitcraft.

Beaming at her, Katherine grabbed both of her hands. “That’s perfect! We can start there. I’ll have an ax, you’ll have a sword and we can be a monster fighting duo!”

Flushing, Gem nodded eagerly. “Looking forward to it!”

[auteurdefeu]

Please I want to know more about your Dan/Hunch and Hunch/Fix/Pasha headcanons I’m begging

Oh yes. I have so many.

Hunch makes sure to devote time to each of his partners, he's practically (unofficially) moved out of his apartment considering how much time he spends the night at either of their places (and then of course, late nights at his office working). Whenever he's at the orphanage, though, he's the go-to for kids who can't sleep and want some company. He makes little cloud puppets for all the stories he tells them <3

Pasha and Dan are platonic girlfriends, thank you. Daniel Fucks is genderfluid, and in this essay I will—

Ahem. Anyway. I just think their dynamic could be pretty fun as pleasure and passion but I don't see them having any romantic chemistry. They do "fun nights out" and dance together, and Pasha is definitely the one to tease Dan the most about how he pretends to dislike the Wayward Interests all while playing with them and making them laugh every time he's over.

If we're using humanoid heights... Fix is 8', Hunch is 6', Dan is 5'6" (short king) and Pasha is 5'4". The height differences make me feral.

Hunch and Pasha would have the most modern-trope-y dates with getting coffee together and going on walks through the park. Fix and Pasha rarely have time to go out on dates together given the fact Pasha has a job and they have to take care of the kids, but when they do, it's mostly domestic stay-at-home stuff, like movie nights or baking together (Fix is too big and awkward for using most kitchen utensils so he is there for moral support and taste testing). Fix and Hunch have the "Good Old-Fashion Lover Boy" kind of dates, and yes I mean the Queen song. Hunch and Dan don't go on proper dates, usually drinking together at Sugah's. They are the type to go out and dance and probably make out in the rain, though, because TROPES!

Hunch has a cane because of how perpetually injured he is (and the old-timey detective aesthetic!), but he always forgets to take it out of his office with him, claiming it's inconvenient to carry around. Fix ends up getting him a more fancy refined one as a gift better tailored to his height, leading him to using it more when he actually needs it.

Pasha and Hunch curled up together on Fix's chest for cuddles :( he's so Big !! It's so easy for him to hold/carry them both.

You'd have to ask @turtlelover59 for their headcanons on the petnames Fix & Pasha give but since I have hyperfixated on Hunch (more specifically HunchFucks but shhh..) I can offer what he'd call his partners <3

Him calling Dan Danny will always live in my head rent free. He started calling them "Princess" as a joke based on how demanding they can be and it just became less of a joke over time. In turn, Dan calls him "Angel" (in reference to waking up and thinking they were in heaven with him) and "My Phoenix" (in reference to his fast healing and supposed immortality). "My dear" and "sweetheart" are classics for Pasha, sweet and simple. I feel like they have such an innocent kind of love, like the Hallmark movies :( as for The Fix... I want Fix to have a more personal name, rather than just 'the fix' because it feels more like a title, his job occupation. That is something I will get into in another post if people are interested but Hunch calls him by the name he chooses for himself to distance himself from his Previous Work™️.

I do not have the time or energy to write more fanfiction but I am hoping that spreading the brainrot might inspire people... :,)

[starrylayle]

what are your opinions on Severus snape and lily evans, as individual characters and as friends?

oooh thanks for asking!! i love talking abt hp characters and their relationships with each other ajhkasgfi. warning tho, this is very looooooong.

ok let's start with severus first because i feel like my relationship with him has been the most... turbulent lol.

SEVERUS SNAPE

i was pretty neutral on snape's character when i was first reading the series, perhaps leaning more to dislike. It wasn't until DH where it was revealed that snape was in love with lily the whole time 13 year old me was SHOOK. i became the biggest snape stan and snily shipper. I hated both James and sirius (still loved remus tho lol). and i remember watching so many snape youtubers and yeah i would write praragraphs defending this man and how lily should have chosen him. lmao now u all know abt my snapie past.

However, during my next reading, in about 2018, i began to see snape's flaws more. I was also very active on the wattpad hp fandom (yes shhh ik) and a lot of my friends loved the marauders as characters (they were not in the marauders fandoms, they just liked the characters) and a lot of them hated snape. And then i began to hate snape too lol. However, i really enjoyed reading and watching videos that dissected his character. and i still watched videos from snape stans

i then joined the marauders and atyd fandom in 2021 and now was a pro snape hater. like mans was now the definition of pure evil. Made hating snape a personality trait lol. Though he was the worst of the worst.

it wasn't until late 2023/early 2024 when i became fed up with mauraders fandom and how they fanonise everything. especially considering so many of them stan regulus (which the way they characterise him in fanon is how canon kid snape was depicted anyway) and barty and evan and all those fucking death eaters who were wayyyy worse than snape ever was -- but no, snape is sill for some reason the No.1 evil.

now, i feel like snape is a much more interesting character than people give him credit for, and especially as a kid, was not as bad as marauders fans depict him to be. However, I don't really interact with the snape fandom so much because i feel like they either ignore excuse the shittier things he did as an older teen/adult. I am also of the opinion that James and sev were rivals, and it wasn't a bullying situation but yeah. i wish there were more people who enjoyed both the marauders and severus who didn't make either or both to be saints lol

LILY EVANS

Ok, I'll be honest, Lily's character did not really interest me until I read atyd. To be fair, jkr spent a a lot of time characterising harry's dad and his friends, but we were not given too much info on Lily, and almost no info on if she had any other friends besides severus.

I loved Lily's friendship with Mary and Marlene in atyd, and of course with Remus. and i loved how her personality in that fic to. I don't consider that fic to be canon compliant now and don't agree with a lot of the characterisations but it was still pretty good.

Lily was a bit too sensible in atyd, and whenever we're given descriptions about her from slughorn for instance, or her personality in SWM, she's presented as 'vivacious' and cheeky' so i like to think that she wasn't really a hermione 2.0 but rather more similar to snarky and sassy harry, tho perhaps more popular and well-loved. Her and James were totally academic rivals to lovers omg.

SEVERUS SNAPE & LILY EVANS

ok now onto what i think u really wanted me to address - sev and lily's relationship.

No, i don't think sev was 'obssessed' with Lily, i think he truly loved her but he was also a selfish person. (however tho, how would sev convince voldy to spare harry,, like that was literally all voldy was after like....)

anyways, as kids, they were very close -- maybe a little codependant. I imagine Lily was always facinated with Sev his talk about magic, and to sev, Lily was an escape from his abusive homelife. I think they both may have had a little crush on each other pre-hogwarts.

As they went to hogwarts, they grew apart as they were placed in different houses. Snape was surroundd by pureblood facists which slowly radicalised him, and Lily began making friends in Gryffindor. A war tensions grew, i can imagine snape and Lily's relationship became more tense and strained, and no one knew why they stuck together. But they knew things about each other that no one else did and understood each other in ways no one else could. However, after SWP, it was clear that they were heading down different paths so lily cut him and that was that.

Lily always felt hurt after their break up, but she had supportive friends to keep her afloat. Snape however, was filled with guilt, bitterness and regret and thus became deeply radicalised. I don't think tho that Snape was very high in the death eater rank until the search for harry/prophecy was on.

anyways still mulling things over but yeah, i think they're both facinating and i'd love to see their relationship explored in complexity in more fics!

[justplainwhump]

Invite

Adrian asks Bea to join him to a party.

[Pet Safety] - probably part one of a summer party arc

Content (warnings): BBU. Nothing more.

"See you tomorrow."

"What? Um." Adrian paused at the office door and turned back to face his boss, shaking his head. "No. I'm not coming, Kelly."

She snorted."'Course you are. It's WRU's regional summer party. Everyone is coming."

"Not me. I've got plans." He rapped his knuckles against the door frame. "See you on Monday."

"PSI Delgado." The sharpness in her voice made him freeze. "You are coming. You want to get anywhere in this company, you show your face there. People will notice. My bosses will notice. And they're the ones in charge of your promotion."

"And of yours, coincidentally." Adrian smirked.

Kelly tilted her head. "Should rather add to that party's importance for your career, shouldn't it? Cancel your plans, Adrian. The company expects you to be there." She tapped her fingers on the desk. "And to bring your product, of course." 

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Adrian finished his dancing routine with Bea - they were training a fun little pirate choreography that included simulated fighting scenes - before he finally managed to talk to her. She was laying on the couch, feet over the armrest, smiling and humming the tunes of the song. When he cleared his throat, her gaze flung up to his face, suddenly alert.

"We need to go to a party."

Her face didn't move much, if anything, her smile became wider. But the shine in her eye was gone.

"What party?", she asked. There was an airy cheer in her voice that maybe could've fooled him before he knew her. 

She was scared, hiding it behind smooth routines.

Adrian wondered if Jack had taken her to parties. If it could be any consolation to tell her that this wasn't that kind of party. Or if, in some way, a WRU summer party could be worse.

"From work," he said. "There's... a company event. Very huge, very private, only for employees."

"And their pets."

"Yeah." Adrian gritted his teeth. "And their pets."

"I don't like parties." She bit her lip, looked up at him carefully. "But I don't mind going with you."

"You'd need to be a pet."

"I am a pet, Adrian Delgado." There was something light to her voice, almost a tease, taunting him for not understanding this most basic fact. 

"Well, that party won't be a safe space for a pet."

She sighed, let herself fall back on the couch for dramatic effect. "If only we had a Pet Safety Inspector with us."

Adrian exhaled sharply. "Bea."

She frowned. "This was supposed to make you laugh."

"It was funny," he admitted. "Very. But not funny enough to make me laugh, not in the light of the risks we'll need to take there." He sat down next to her. "My colleagues are dangerous people. I keep many secrets from them."

"Like Noor."

Adrian frowned. "I... Yes. Like helping Noor. How do you know?"

"We talked." She shrugged with the well dosed casualness of someone knowing exactly they were treading a mine field. "He told me about how you met. I don't think he understands what you did for him." She hesitated, before she looked up at him. "I do. I... I understand many things. I will protect your secrets, Adrian Delgado."

Adrian could hardly bear her gaze. "Grimm will be there. He will -"

"Shhh." She laughed softly. "I can live through an evening with people like him. This is what I'm trained for. It is my life. It's all it's ever been, until you took me."

Adrian wondered, if she was as aware as he was, about how close her life had been to end when he had found her. 

"It shouldn't be."

Bea just shrugged. "And that's why we go there. So you can make other pets' lives better.  Like mine. Or Noor's. I understand, Adrian. I will come with you, and I will help you."

Adrian stared at her. That's not what I do, he wanted to say. Lie. But it was too late. In front of her, he'd always tried to keep things vague about his involvement with pet lib. About what he and Marta did. He should've known it couldn't work. Not with Noor. 

Marta had been right. Of course she had. Bea had become a liability.

One Adrian didn't want to live without any longer.

And it felt nice, he realized. Coming home to someone he didn't need to hide from. It did not feel nice, however, throwing her to his colleagues at that party.

"I can do it," Bea repeated. "I will be a perfect pet for them. And an even better asset for you. I'm a better liar than you, Adrian Delgado. I can help you. I..." She chewed her lip. "I want to be at your side."

Adrian's breath caught. He got up to his feet, strode to the window, anything to look away, not to get pulled even deeper into the whirl of emotions swirling around him. 

"Okay," he managed to say. "Okay. Then let's talk this through."

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