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i think if jessie and james teamrocket transitioned theyd just switch their names and call it a day. or this already happened. this is my one true belief

actor au👏

Post agony petrification au they go dug his stone ass up out of the rubble and surprise! There's totally a de-petrification spell. Welcome back jasper shits been fucked

comedy fic where there's a happy ending that includes Shirakumo coming back to himself and still insisting on taking care of Shigaraki, so Aizawa and Mic just have to deal with the ex-leader of the League of Villains eating cereal in the dark at 3am in their kitchen

cassidy and evan... ily....

tired: mermaids are all women

wired: much like elves, merfolk are mistaken by sailors for being all women because they have long hair and are very pretty

🌻 I just had a thought, what if one of the brothers was forced to use the other's weapon because they were down? and their own was lost/compromised?

OMG, I LOVE THIS!!!! :0 both drawings look SO COOL!

Also, heyyyyyy, I draw dragons, I would love to draw some clipsy fanart over here

TSAMS AU: Dragon Eclipse

I finally finished this guy about 2 months later. I’m going to be honest, this is a very self indulgent AU and it might not make total sense lmao. But basically long story short, Sun’s spell slip up at the end of October ends up transforming their world into a fairytale, with Eclipse being turned into the typical evil dragon of the story. I’d love to maybe write a fic on this idea one day, but I don’t know if I’ll ever get around to it.

Here is a ref for his dragon form. (I’m not overly proud of it, but it’s good enough)

Season 3 of Animaniacs was AMAZING!!! But it’s also the last one, and it ended rather unceremoniously due to the crew not having enough time and discretion that it was the last season!! They don’t deserve that! This show doesn’t deserve that! So I’m writing a letter to Steven Spielberg asking for his help in a continuation or simply to give the characters a proper ending.

If you’re a fan of the reboot and want the show to have a proper ending I highly encourage you to send some respectful handwritten mail to his fan mail address asking him for his support. Fan mail is a great way to both show how much you love the show but also is a great way to convince people!

Anyways, I have some art to make because I had a blast watching this season and I’m heartbroken that it might be the last ❤️

If Cale is a farmer already, why not let him taking care of livestock....?

Like, Rooster!Alberu, Cow!Choi Han, Sheep!Beacrox, Duck!Ron... And etcetera? German Shepherd!Rosalyn is my favourite.... Border Collie!Lock would be cute. Did I messed up with the image? Well that's the purpose.

I'm craving non-human characters and Cale being the only Human as the cherry on topXD like it is never necessary to have heavy plot, like slice of life and crack is kinda rare in this fandom....

Cale going back and forth in selling his harvest but never the livestock he had taken care of since they're his precious babies<3

"What is it, Ron?"

"Quack.^^" (Rest.)

"Got it. I just bought more premium food."

"...." (This dumbass.)

Okay but like what if I did a Julie and the Phantoms fic where it was an Over The Moon AU, I just watched the movie and I am in love with it! Like it’d be and x reader where Chang’e is Y/N, Luke is Houyi, and Julie is Fei Fei, and so on! I’m actually so into this idea I think I’m gonna do it! Give me feedback would you like to see something like this??

I'm thinking about a canon adjacent au here okay hear me out. what if pre-scenarios hsy actually thought/knew she had DID?

with the blank spots of memory and lapses of time and tiredness and weakness etc hsy started to worry she had a brain tumor or something. went to a doctor & all the scans came back clear so she was directed to a psychologist instead. she learns of DID and is kind of excited to meet this apparently other person living her life (she's maybe 20 yo atp) yet her hopes are shattered bc her alter is apparently the most. uncomunicative bastard in the world. ignored all her sticky notes saying hi, all attempts at journaling or deligating tasks or following appointments on the shared calendar or working together on anything. radio silence from them, except for throwing the notes in the trash so she knows they saw them.

hsy is annoyed. the therapist suggests they don't feel safe or secure enough to talk yet and hsy begrudgingly accepts that.

its not like the other hsy is actually putting them in danger, as far as she can tell, they spent all their time on the computer doing who knows what (browsing data is always deleted after)

their body was literally collapsing under the weight of stress though, so even if the other her wouldn't help, hsy had to start managing this shit somehow. she's forced to be the responsible one and plan her day around the other her. has to take care of things like cooking and cleaning and eating and bathing in her own limited time awake, on top of things like friends and events and of course writing for work. has to choose to rest sometimes when she wanted to go out because of the other her.

she resents the other hsy for this at first - this is one of the things she spent a long time working out in therapy (among other issues besides the DID. apparently her childhood had fucked her up more than she realized) the therapist suggested the alter may not speak directly, but they're still communicating through their actions - to try to understand them and what they might be feeling. hsy does, even though she didn't want to.

the other hsy didn't seem to have any friends or leave the house, they didn't feed themselves or drink water on their own - hsy often woke up ravenous and thirsty and they were paranoid- han sooyoung found knives under her mattress once.

hsy knew these things, they were annoying, but looked at them in a new light now. for her to act like this, her other half must be damaged and cautious - the therapist had expected it, says these conditions don't develop on their own. it was a sobering thought. hsy can deal with a couple of inconveniences if it means she can stay the carefree and extraverted person she is, not miserable and lonely like the other her. maybe that's selfish but she deserves to be selfish sometimes doesn't she?

in the beginning, she tried to force the other hsy to come out - they spent a lot of time on the pc, so she took a weekend and went to the countryside, hiked to a camping spot and set up. she had her phone but no internet and wanted to see what the other her would do.

she woke up at midnight, dirty and sweaty, muscles screaming, in the closest bus stop with her phone at 2%. she could still feel the panic and adrenaline in her trembling arms, the way she had ran here. it scared her, she didn't try to force the issue again.

as for 1863, when young hsy tried to talk to her through notes she thought "oh shit oh fuck" but then realized its not like she can get kicked out (probably?) so decided to ignore her until she gave up. she tries not to interfere with her life more than necessary.

one time she woke up in a shrinks office, freaked out, threatened to stab the therapist and fled out the door. in her defense, she hadn't talked to a real life person in a month and really hadn't expected this. (for young hsy this was actually a breakthrough in therapy. she was very excited, gave her weeks of material to work on. after apologizing profusely.)

I just love this dynamic of twitchy, very maladjusted survivor who cares about very few things in life and herself is not on that list, and the exasperated young writer who wants to enjoy her life but has to deal with bullshit at home. frustrated, but at the same time curious and sad for the other her.

How this ends is. han sooyoung wakes up at the train station, looks around, and sighs with exasperation. the other her must have left her somewhere again. there is an odd hollowness in her chest that she writes it off and then the apocalypse happens.

hsy gets the avatar skill and wryly thinks its like it was made for her. she had always wanted to talk to the other her and now after so long she finally got the chance. she creates her, sees her for the first time- older than herself, skin tight around the eyes and a hard twist to her mouth like she hadn't ever smiled. shoulders hunched, she's got a confused, lost look in her eyes.

hsy says "hey, calm down, it's okay- well. things are crazy right now but you're mostly safe, I can explain."

the other her looks at her own palms, drags them up her forhead to clutch her hair, shaking her head and groaning. she stumbles away. "what have you done?"

hsy's throat feels strangled. "I- wanted to talk to you. what- what's wrong?"

the other her doesn't answer, looking blank, and then she bolts. hsy shouts and gives chase but eventually loses her, panting for breath and holding her knees in the street. "Fucking damn it!"

canon proceeds as usual. epilogue happens and hsy remembers everything, or more accurately, the other her comes back but this time without the walls dividing them. hsy feels complete for the first time in her life, and the hollowness she felt the day the scenarios started is gone.

post epilogue domestic bliss ensues where they actually get to know each other and talk openly about their experiences, after so many years.

Modern AU where Corroded Coffin does get famous - just not in a way they were expecting.

They try through high school, play some local spots, post their songs online, but they don't really get a lot of traffic. And they think, maybe this isn't going to work.

Until one day, when they post a cover of a pop song, a la Punk Goes Pop, and it does well. Really well.

So they start doing more covers.

Is there a part of their steadily growing fan base that loves their originals and racks up the play counts on the one album they've put out? Of course.

And they never stop sharing their original stuff, but it never gets the kind of engagement that the covers do - and they kind of resign themselves to the fact that, this is what they do now, might as well have fun with it.

Steve Harrington is a popstar who's been on the scene for a little while now, and he loves CC's covers. He never really cared for metal before - overstimulation and audio processing are a wicked duo - but because he knows these songs, he's able to actually appreciate the music, the way the band morphs them into their own style.

He keeps finding himself wishing that they would cover one of his songs.

And then he learns about their original stuff. He listens to the one album on repeat and loves it, loves the lyrics and the composition of the music, and decides that he's going to do the cover for once.

(He's definitely not trying to catch the attention of the hot as fuck lead guitarist, no siree! This is just a nice, normal cover.)

Cue Eddie Munson having a heart attack when his notifications are flooded with links to Steve Harrington - popstar dreamboat and Eddie's absolute guilty pleasure, the man whose music he only listens to at the dead of night when he's guaranteed to never be caught - covering one of Eddie's songs.

Formling Morro AU!

Morro was a normal formling child born in the never realm up until ??? and he got chucked into ninjago at the ripe old age of like 6ish. Something something average homeless kid morro shenanigans Wu adopts him.

Morro knows he's a formling, and he does actually remember a good bit of formling culture, especially the ceremony where kids get their animal form. And he's really sad about it. Being in ninjago and not the never realm and completely separated from all the other formlings he's of course sad cause there's no way he'll be able to do the ritual correctly and he'll never get his animal form

Wu knows Morro's sad and sometime close to when the ceremony is supposed to happen (I imagine it happens on the 12th or 13th birthday or so) Wu gets him talking about it and learns everything he can about the ceremony. Come Morro's 13th birthday he wakes up very sad and depressed and comes out of his room to a whole lot of people. Wu of course, Misako, Garmadon (took a break from evil school to help his brother with his basically son), Mystake, and various elemental masters. Before Morro can say anything Wu reminds him that the journey has to be done in silence. Basically Wu got all his friends to come and help him set up what is as close to the ceremony as could get. It's not perfect and pretty inaccurate but Morro is so happy about it (even if he dosent think it'll work). All the friends give Morro various gifts to help him on his journey, Wu does the little face paint thing (hope I'm remembering that correctly I haven't watched s11 in a while), makes Morro promise (silently) to be safe and come home, and sends him off on his journey to get his animal form

And it works! After nearly a week of traveling Morro gets his animal form, which is obviously a bird. It's similar to one of these things cause they look cool as fuck (they're called bearded vultures) but he probably has a less goofy looking face and not red/orange. Very big birb <3

He comes home and Wu is so proud of his son and everything is good forever (until the prophecy ruins morros life) <3

Haven't figured out the rest of the details yet but it's probably just a modified s5 where Morro is birb and then something something Morro redemption something something wholesome father son relationship <3

Shit ABSOLUTELY happens in s11 when the ninja go to the never realm but I haven't figured out the details yet. Definitely gonna be some fun shit though.

Bonus: wu holding his son <3

some drawings i did based on a the girls are raised in amphibia au

the idea was that the girls get transported to amphibia very early on, like 5-6yo. marcy was raised by olivia in newtopia and was like, kind of considered high royalty in newtopia. sasha was raised by grime and the toads, grime being the leader alongside his sister and another small group of toads, since they are ruled by a council opposed to a single leader, like in newtopia. since they have political relations, marcy and sasha have known each other since they were almost 15. they remembered? something about already being friends? but the way you remember things from your childhood, fuzzy and unclear. they get closer through the years and sasha falls madly in love with marcy, and tells grime about it. grime, who loves his daughter, is supportive of her, and also the fact that it could strengthen their political power. so sasha starts courting marcy, and marcy is enthralled by sasha. but, one day, marcy is out on a mission with yunan and a small group, to investigate some claims of some weird magic being used in some remote woods. and to her surprise, marcy finds another human! this new girl, anne is her name, feels so familiar to marcy, and they soon hit it off, and marcy is so curious about anne, and wants to spend so much time with her, which, doesn't bode well with sasha. a short rivalry between anne and sasha ensues, while marcy embraces the feelings she has for both of them.

Gods it's so fun!ヽ(・∀・)ﾉ If someone makes a fic about this I hope they manage to balance crack, humor, angst and fluff because let's be honest, emotional conversations about what lies ahead and then going straight to the drama sounds like quite an emotional journey („• ֊ •„ )

Tcf crack au

Can somebody write an AU, where Cale and family meet their past selves, after KRS's transmigration and everyone is talking this and that and suddenly they hear crying and they look at the source and both the Cales are just wailing because they still did not get their f#cking slacker life.

And everyone from the future is like, aigoo.

Oh my gods! This is the best idea in the world! ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ

Canonically Ohn recreated the world tree's blizzard so the idea that she can create frost is perfect (￣ε￣＠) , better yet, she could learn to imitate fog on the path of no return ヽ(・∀・)ﾉ

Fog capable of disorienting you and distorting magic? Yes please! 人(_ _*)

Furthermore, capsain (what makes chilies and others spicy) is a poison, imagine Hong simply creating spicy fire capable of reaching meters away, it will be quite a shit show ╰(▔∀▔)╯

(Also Hong, Cale, Choi Han, Sui Khan and CJS enjoying extra spicy Korean food while everyone else looks at them like crazy is an image that now lives rent-free in my head ＼（Ｔ∇Ｔ）／)

Fire & Frost.

[TCF Masterlist]

This is for the Nightingale!AU that is currently in the works. Ohn and Hong getting new powers. Hong having flammable poison is already canon (see Battle in Ubarr Territory) but I went a different route.

CHETTER TERRITORY - Ohn

"Ohn, what are you reading?"

"Something, from there."

The silver cat used her tail to point at the lower tier of one of the shelves. Every so often, she would make a small noise of interest. Cale and Ohn were currently sitting in the library in Chetter Estate. In a few days time, they would need to go the Eric-hyung's mansion.

"Ohn, some of your fog is coming out."

"I know... Cale-nya! How do they feel?"

Cale tilted his head in questioning.

"Like are they really cold? Or really hot? Or what?"

Perplexed by the question, Cale plunges one of his hand into a dense fog. He says that it feels like fog, colder than room and slightly wet but it's just fog... He watched as the silver cat frowned in concentration before feeling the changes to his hand. The fog seemed to get a degree colder, and slightly denser.

"Why don't we try this out again once we leave Gilbert's estate.

While they were on the road, Cale had Ohn try the fog again. This time, it was much colder than when she first tried. After a few more days of practice, there was a thin layer of frost on his hand when it was lifted from the fog. Ohn's new fog was also very heavy, according to when she tried it on a small rabbit during a hunt. The small creature was visibly struggling against the dense weight and eventually fell unconscious from the cold.

Huh... Neat...

WHEELSMAN TERRITORY - Hong

"ERIC HYUNG WHAT DID YOU FEED HIM?!"

"I DON'T KNOW?!"

"OHN! COVER YOUR BROTHER IN YOUR FROST FOG"

"Mreeeow!"

"Oh wow, you got yourself some powerful creatures."

Cale glared at his hyung, who looked back apologetically. Once Hong emerged from the chilly fog, with damp fur no less, he was bundled up in a towel by the red-haired son of the count and brought into a room in the Wheelsman Estate.

"So... Hong can breathe fire now... And also set himself on fire. As if the poison was not enough.. Haaaaaa."

Dinner time was a-

"With all due respect Eric-hyung, I do not trust you to feed Hong and Ohn, especially after what happened this afternoon."

The lord and lady of the house looked intrigued, then horrified after hearing the kitten has apparently unlocked the ability of fire after Eric fed it something, and has burned a portion of the garden.

7-year-old cTommy not understanding why his father and older brother leave for prolonged periods of time. It used to be two to three weeks, but as cTechno grew older, the longer it took for Tommy to be able to see his favorite brother. And unfortunately for him, no one told him about the voices that plagued Techno’s mind at all hours of the day.

They’re home once more, Phil shooing off Tommy outside for peace and quiet, and Techno giving him small trinkets he picked up, along with a promise to let Tommy braid his hair later. Tommy, being the good little brother he is, goes to pick his brother’s favorite flowers, only to come back to Techno a snarling mess, lashing out at anyone who comes near him.

Tommy doesn’t understand what’s going on nor why his father and other brother are looking at Techno like a monster; all he sees is his big brother in pain and confusion. He approaches slowly, flowers held out with a shaky smile, and Techno looks at him, slowly reaching his hand out.

The tear of flesh like paper, and Tommy is screaming whether from the pain of the wound or being yanked back so violently away from Techno. Techno, blinking in confusion, looks down to the blood now coating his hand and then to his injured little brother struggling to get back to him.

Phil and Techno are gone the next morning.

-It wasn’t until Pogtopia that Tommy saw Techno again, leaning against the man’s shoulder as he spoke of the places he went, the things he learned. How somehow the blood of his sounder is able to pull him back, not quite distinguish the voices, but calms them. It’s quiet after that, Tommy telling Techno it was never his fault and he never blamed him. Techno holds him closer but doesn’t answer.

-It’s exile and for some reason Techno was helping Tommy, though he had no reason to. His brother doesn’t care, he knows this, yet he loves Techno too much to let him go as easily as he was. It slipped out by accident, what Dream did, how he deserved it, the meaning of the Tower Techno had found him beside. And for some reason that made Techno angry, and Tommy could see how quickly he was losing himself.

It shouldn’t work, Techno didn’t think of him as family anymore, but it was worth a try. Digging his nails into arm, he breaks open the stitches, letting the blood run freely. And it worked. He could see the cloudiness leaving Techno’s eyes, how he rushed over to Tommy’s side.

Techno was flinging insults at him, but Tommy couldn’t care less. Techno still thought of him as a brother, he still loved him. Tommy went to sleep that night with a smile on his face and a weight lifted off his shoulders.

-Tommy had fucked up big time. He probably should have gotten Phil, but he just had to play the hero. He had never seen Techno so bad before, even the blood from the wound in Tommy’s shoulder hardly phased him. Maybe it was because their bond was so frayed Techno needed more.

So, he provoked him. As Techno attacked, he met him halfway. Despite the sword that was ran through him, the snow turning pink under his feet, he threw his arms around Techno’s neck, pulling his face down so their foreheads touched and their eyes met.

It wasn’t working. Still, Tommy muttered reassurances to him. To come back to him, fight it, that he was stronger than this. To not be afraid because his little brother was there to make it all better like always. That ‘I love you, Techie.’

But Techno didn’t love him enough anymore for the voices to be quelled. And that was okay, Tommy understood. At least he tried, one last time. With that thought, he let himself fall.

-It was cold when Techno woke up. He had gotten angry, he wasn’t even sure for, but he didn’t want help this time. He wanted to feel blood on his hands and he didn’t care whose it was. But now he needed to get home. He needed…Tommy. The boy’s name was nothing more than a whisper on his lips. His baby brother, his runt, his family, looking so small curled up like that, almost as if he was asleep and Techno could pick him up and tuck him under the covers.

But he knew what death looked like. Especially when he was the one that caused it. Techno could fight a thousand men in one go to protect his little brother, but this, this was a battle Techno couldn’t win. This time, Techno couldn’t be the hero in Tommy’s story.

And for the first time in his life, the voices where completely silent.

I’ve said this on twitter before but I’ll say it again here: it would be EXTREMELY funny if Rex, Ahsoka, and Bo-Katan meet again post episode IV, specifically in the Mandalorian era.

Ahsoka: You lost the Darksaber again?

Bo-Katan: [has been hiding the fact she did lose the Darksaber the 2nd time but by the gods has she been trying her best to keep that from Ahsoka] How—

Ahsoka: Rex told me. Sabine gave it to you and you lost it. How’d that happened, Bo? There were no evil ex-Sith Lords to steal it from you again, and you lost it?

Bo-Katan: I didn’t lose it—

Ahsoka: Then, how did Din get it?

Rex: Who’s he?

Ahsoka: The new Manda’lor

Bo-Katan: He is not the new Manda’lor—

This is the day Bo-Katan was reminded that these two might be dangerous on their own but together —Clone War vets who have been working together for almost 30 years and are basically each other’s persons— they’re a bunch of lethally dangerous assholes.

Okay, yeah, so maybe Bo-Katan did lose the Darksaber, but they didn’t have to be insufferable about it. They’re so annoying, honestly. They’re beginning to sound like Boba, and it doesn’t help that Rex shares the same genetic gnome with the dude, like ugh.

Rex: Oh yeah, I know he rules Tatooine. I visit him sometimes to make his life a mess, like he did when he was little and decided to be a little brat to us on Kamino.

I didn’t think much of this other than Bo-Katan drops over to Rex’s house before that because she knows Ahsoka’s there but walks in on them being like. old people sappy.

Bo-Katan: [watches them] I see you two have gotten… close

Ahsoka: [slow dancing with Rex around his garden] What of it?

Rex isn’t exactly young anymore, but he has his own house to retire and all, so Ahsoka drops by once in a while to spend some time with him and do all the nice things they wouldn’t imagine doing since they’ve been in too many wars one went through a lifetime, so forgive her if she’s enjoying herself, Bo.

Maybe you should join them, listen to the music coming out from the clanky old radio, breathe in the fresh air. Take a nap maybe, since you look like the last time they’re about to take over a whole planet.

Wha— you’re going to Mandalore again? Why?

To help Din? That’s a first. No, we’re not making fun of you, it’s just that you hate the guy’s guts, and usually, you’d die for that Darksaber if it means getting it from him.

You want our help to get him around the sewages? But you’re going to be there though, why won’t you do it?

You’re going there first. To wait for him. While the Manda’lor himself is somewhere around the galaxy doing. Whatever. Can’t you just look for him and then you go together?

Bo-Katan: [feeling a headache coming along] I have other business to look into, will you help me or not?

Rex: [taking a tray of freshly baked bread out of the oven] Nope. Permanently retired, remember?

Ahsoka finally agrees to follow Bo-Katan to Mandalore and Rex gives her a little kiss goodbye and saying things like, “Make sure there aren’t any old ghosts trying to kill you.” and “If you need help, just tell me, and I’ll go.”

Bo-Katan: What happened to retiring?

Rex: [gives Ahsoka a Keldabe kiss]

Bo-Katan: [full of heavy judgement] Forget I asked.

@aleespace gave me inspo for this messy little comic. They are all messy panels, but hey at least I got it done. I just loved the idea so much that I had to start sketching. 🥹💛

(Sorry for the fuzzy quality and text. [,: )

(Aa. forgot the blush marks in the last panel.)

Alright but imagine we do get a Johnlock kiss in the podcast and it will be super cute and all and after that John will be "I think we need to cut this part out, I mean our listeners here for the true crime right?" but of course he will forget to cut it out and then everyone on Twitter will be congratulating them on their kiss and in the next episode John will be "Okay, um... apparently I forgot to cut that part... oopsy-daisy! But it won't happen again!"

And then it will happen again.

Jschlatt is actually 3 little rams in a trench coat, wearing a fake mustache, a NY yankees cap and timbs

That's why is so tall and has multiple personality

Thinking about a fic idea right now where Steve comes out (maybe with a little Steddie...maybe; might be best to start them pre-relationship in this). Walk with me here.

Steve Harrington who has always been a huge Wham! fan. And then eventually a huge George Michael fan. He's got all their albums. Collects magazines with interviews in them (y'know, if there's a U.S. release). So, he's pretty much up to date with all news, music info; that kind of thing. He's always on the money about when interviews are.

George Michael who comes out publicly in 1998 after his arrest. Which, you can watch the clip from the interview here. He's thirty-four at the time, had been private about his sexuality and romantic life up until then.

Steve who's freshly in his thirties.

He's thirty-one. He's had some thoughts in regards to his sexuality for years now. Since Robin came out to him in 1985, he's thought about little things. The way certain guys walked that caught his attention, maybe the plushness of their lips, how they styled their hair. She's introduced him to queer culture at the time—pride parades & protests, some lingo, the handkerchief code, etc. So, he's well aware of a lot of things before the CNN interview airs. He hasn't made any hard connections between his sexuality and the thoughts in his head; maybe he's had a few, soft, questioning moments like: Am I gay? Am I bisexual? Is this what I really think or am I searching for something I don't actually want? Am I just being too observant?

(Okay, thinking about pre-Steddie now. And a lot of platonic soulmates Stobin. Also, I totally (accidentally) half-wrote a fic. Stay with me here.)

Eddie's been a part of Steve's life since 1986. Somehow he survives (don't ask me the fine details, I don't know). And Steve tries his hand at being Eddie's friend because he kind of—no, really—wants a guy friend who's around his age. Cue their shenanigans: the chaos they cause together, the pranks they pull on their other friends, the shit Eddie makes Steve get into (drag racing (cars), stealing scrap from the junkyard, throwing rocks over the quarry to guess the impact they made, other little town shit). Eddie who learns that Steve's a true ally to Robin, so he comes out to Steve, too. They all form a very great, deep bond of solidarity. Become roommates outside of Hawkins, somewhere a little more progressive. They protect each other. Listen to each other.

Cue the day in 1998 when the CNN interview is being aired live, unseen up until then. Steve's already ready to watch, having taken up the middle cushion on the couch. Robin's on his left, criss-cross and making a set of beaded bracelets for the three of them. Eddie's on Steve's right, uncapping a couple bottles of beer to pass over. And they're watching with Steve because Steve likes George Michael and, well, they like Steve and his interests. So they're all there when George Michael comes out. They're all there when the words are said live.

Robin and Eddie are wide-eyed, then laughing something a bit triumphant, high-fiving over Steve's head, maybe chanting something: "One of us! One of us!" Maybe becoming huge George Michael fans as they speak. But, Steve's silent. He's sitting on the edge of his cushion, palms down on his thighs, staring off into nothing. All the celebration stops as the interview continues, words being missed. And Robin and Eddie share an odd glance, a questioning one. Until, finally, Robin asks, "Steve-O? You OD over there?"

Steve blinks back into existence. Mutters, "Did George Michael just come out on live TV?" Eddie answers him truthfully, voice a bit soft and concerned. Steve licks his lips, doesn't move his eyes from his socked feet. "...He knew for a little while," he comments. "Right? He knew for a while."

"Sure, Steve," Eddie answers again. "He probably knew about himself for a long time. Probably...Honestly, probably while he was still in Wham."

Maybe Steve nods at that. Maybe he just stays kind of stoic, thinking too hard. "He's thirty-four," Steve points out.

"That he is," Robin answers this time. "Thirty-four and proudly out."

Steve hums some sort of acknowledgement and then goes back to watching the TV, moment drifting away. He sort of watches in a daze. Up until he turns in for the night. Well after Robin has slumped over on the couch and Eddie's gone to bed earlier—because he has work, or so Eddie's said. And Steve maybe sits in his bedroom, up at his headboard, looking down at his albums. At his Wham! and George Michael albums. Turning the tapes over in his hands, reading the track lists, maybe tracing the edges of the cases with his thumbs. Thinking about how George had said he was telling his life story, even through some of his earlier solo work. He's thinking about how successful George Michael has been. And then he thinks about how George Michael came out later in his life. In his thirties, not in his twenties, not in his teens. Sure, yes, it was definitely more negatively criticized to do so, but it means something to Steve. To be thirty-four and freshly out. And he thinks, too, about being thirty-one and things clicking into shiny clarity—he's into guys, too. He's into women, but he's into guys. That word, "bisexual" looking like the final jigsaw piece. To be thirty-one and proudly out, too.

And he's comforted in that thought, as he drifts off to sleep.

And when he wakes up in the morning, he bustles around Eddie and Robin in the kitchen. They make a shared breakfast of scrambled eggs and sausage and toast with jam. They sit at the dining table, forks against plates, shooting the shit back and forth.

Steve cuts a slice of sausage, puts it in his mouth, eats as usual. And just as the conversation is beginning to drift again, he finally speaks what's on his mind. "I'm bisexual," he's able to proudly state.

Maybe Eddie and Robin cheer, too for that. They ask him for his taste in guys. Maybe they tease him a little. Maybe Eddie realizes he fits the bill a little; maybe he waits a little bit before taking a shot, but he still does eventually.

And right before they head off for their respective, regular lives outside of the comfortable space of their apartment, Robin knocks their shoulders together. "Proud of you," she states. "Thirty-one and proudly out. How does it feel?"

They're in the kitchen, washing and drying the dishes because Eddie left for work already with a promise to bring home pizza for dinner. They're in the kitchen, the lights a little fluorescent like the Starcourt bathroom. They're in the kitchen, in each other's orbits, two friends who've seen it all and will continue to see the world together.

"It feels...I feel good. Excited."

Robin smiles at him, something soft and understanding. And as his focus goes back to the plate he's about to hand off, she snorts. "So, Eddie, huh?" And he scoffs, rolling his eyes. She just laughs to herself. Then, when she's calmed a little bit, she states, "He kind of looks like Rowlf. You and I have a thing for Muppets, Stevie. Muppets."

And after their laughter dies down and they live out the rest of the day, Steve thinks about how he can send a letter of thanks to George Michael. And maybe he cherishes those albums a little closer. And he is confident in himself for the first time in a while, all because the representation he didn't know he was seeking, is finally right in his face.

Sorry that got long. But I'm just thinking about Steve who comes out later in his life. Maybe he couldn't make those connections because he didn't have the safe atmosphere to do so; feared the worst if his parents ever realized he didn't care too much about women sometimes, if his eyes drifted to men a little too much, fearing that they'd catch his contemplation. Maybe he found his safe space through Robin and Eddie, but needed a little more of a push and he just didn't find it yet. Up until now.

THIS

Reverse Twilight with a werewolf, vampire, and human throuple. Why choose one creature of the dark? Embrace the love triangle!

Writeblr challenge: Cynical Sunday!

I've seen this a lot and I bet you have too; when a publisher puts out a blurb for a scifi/fantasy/what have you book that basically just describes one bit of representation, a vague description of a pairing trope, and then maybe something that barely has to do with the genre. I've seen it in book reviews and recommendations as well, where you take a book into a quick phrase that overall is a really cynical way to describe rep and doesn't explain anything about the story. Something like:

PANSEXUAL ALCHEMISTS. ENEMIES TO MURDERERS TO RESURRECTED LOVERS. THREE UNIVERSES EACH WITH A SPACE STATION. NEED I SAY MORE? 😏

Another example is the cynical "just use the comps as the pitch line even on the official book descriptions and metadata" type, like so:

THE GREAT BRITISH BAKE-OFF MEETS JURASSIC PARK 3 BUT WITH REP.

So I dare ya to make one of your own because the cynical-ness of this feels like it could be goofed on, especially the big publisher blurb style where they tell you so little about your book's actual plot or characters or anything. It can be your WIP or just something absurd you make up for this, whatever you wanna do! The less plot and character in your blurb the better!

See also this post for the vibe.

I'mma try it with Rising Shards.

LESBIAN MEET CUTE IN MONSTER GIRL SCHOOL. ENOUGH SAID. 😏

So yeah something like that!

Thank you to @blind-the-winds for the motivation to finally post this and @indy-gray for the name!

Also tagging (No pressure if you're not feeling it! Just including people who liked/reblogged/replied to the first post): @rileythefool, @alesseia, @ladyarjuna, @yors-truly, @whole-buncha-snakess, @werehamburglar, @acertainmoshke, @kreetn, @cosmiccoincidence, @whileyoureinschoolidothisallday, @emberoops

City Elf Appreciation Week

Day 5: Alienage

As the eldest Tabris cousin, it is Novhen's familial duty to show his younger cousin Shianni the ropes around Denerim, and in his rogueish mind, this obviously includes how to scam the city's human population. 2666 words.

and a thank you to @cityelfweek for putting all this together (and giving me the motivation to finish this fic) ^.^

I do want a new adaptation of Howl's moving Castle with Sophie's world being a fairy tale world with dresses that looks vaguely medieval and parodies and/or actual characters that might be referencing other fairy tales in the background (like during May day when Sophie is out for the first time in months, you could see a little girl in red with a basket going ✨ somewhere ✨in the background)

...and then you get to Howl's and some of his clothes are a bit off and he is actually using a very modern pen and if we are modernizing it, there is a phone lying around there or you can see the video games he is making for his nephew in the background but you just put it as fun world building still until you get hit in the face with steel chair with the Wales reveal.

I think it would be fun !