#actual fic and link lol

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I'll ask after that secret number 8!

I only remembered secret number 8 because I saw your wip here! I'd started this one based on the same prompt, then lost said prompt and stopped working on it 😅

Instead of a snippet, I'm just dropping it all here - maybe that way I'll feel inspired to finish it?

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It’s a full house for dinner tonight and, really, that should have tipped him off.

Bruce sits at the head of the table, smiling softly as he watches over everyone’s antics. Damian is regaling Dick with everything they saw at the zoo that day (Danny had been so happy to see Delilah the purpleback gorilla again, and her new little additions to the troupe, too!) and how well they are implementing the grant the Wayne Foundation had gifted them. Tim, Steph, Cass, and Duke are all engaged in a thumb-war tournament which Danny has no interest in participating in. It just wouldn’t be fair on them.

Danny loves that look. The one where Bruce’s eyes crinkle when he thinks none of the kids can see him. It oozes love and it makes Danny’s heart, his core, ache. 

It’s been a little over a year since Alfred found him on the street and managed to wrangle him back to the manor to stay—even after the whole biting thing when he realised how rich they were. 

A little over a year here and Danny’s starting to feel like family.

Starting to feel like he might, just maybe, like to make it official.

“Danny,” Bruce says, drawing everyone’s attention. Danny starts at his name, but Bruce’s voice is warm and calm, and his shoulders lose their tension almost immediately. “Danny, I have something I would like to tell you.”

“Uhhh…” is all Danny can croak out, eyes flicking back and forth between Bruce and the rest of them. Smooth. Looking good, Danny.

Except… they’re all happy. All smiles, all relaxed body language, all radiating calm and love and acceptance. Well, not Damian—his face is as thunderous as it always is—which at least means it’s nothing too out of the ordinary.

“Danny, first of all, I just want to impress upon you that this is in no way something you have to do. You are under no obligation to join us and, no matter what, you shall always be welcome with us in the manor.”

Wait, what? Danny squints at Bruce, trying to parse exactly what he’s saying… Is he—is this them asking to adopt him? Do they want to make it official, too? 

It’s been a little over a year and of course Danny has imagined calling Bruce ‘Dad’. Of course he’s imagined being part of the family, of course he wants to make it official!

He can’t help the beaming grin or the bright and bubbling “Yes!” already waiting on his lips. All Bruce has to do is ask, all Danny needs to hear is—

“I’m Batman.”

The smile freezes on Danny’s face.

His lungs stop working, his heart stops working, he stops working, he just—

“And I’m Nightwing,” Dick smiles, breaking the awkward silence. 

Danny’s eyes snap to him, and then down to Tim when he admits to being Red Robin. Duke is Signal, Steph is Spoiler. Damian begrudgingly tells him he’s Robin, but Danny can barely hear it over the ringing in his ears.

“I’m Black Bat.” Cass cocks her head, almost looking concerned. It always felt like she understood him the most. Whenever he was feeling low, too in his memories, or stewing after a nightmare, she was always there, ready to card her fingers through his hair and never mention his tears. It makes his heart ache to think of it now. “It’s okay, Danny.”

It’s meant to be reassuring, but how—how can it be okay? How? 

Danny’s spent a little over a year with them. A little over a year with Batman. 

Batman, who works with the Justice League, who works with…

A little over a year. 

Just under 16 months since he escaped.

“Danny? Are you alright?” Bruce asks

Finally, his lungs kickstart and suck in a shuddering breath, only for everyone to drop their smiles.

Didn’t take them long, did it? Now that their ruse is up, there’s no kindness in their eyes, they’re just… cold, calculating. Evaluating. 

“Why?” Danny gasps, his fingers tingling, his heart in his throat.

Just under 16 months since he—has he escaped? Or was this just another one of their experiments?

"I... I trusted you, why—" Danny chokes back a sob, gritting his teeth as his shoulders shake. Why? Why would they do this? "I was happy here, with you. I thought... Weren't you happy?"

"Danny..." Bruce is looking at him, eyes narrow and eyebrows pinched, in some cruel facsimile of confused concern and all Danny can think is how much of an actor he is. How well he can play the part of a doting father. How much he made him want that.

"I don't understand, why..." 

"I'm sorry we didn't tell you before, I can imagine that it comes as a shock. We shouldn't have lied to you, Danny, but—"

"Stop it!" Danny slams his hands down on the table and pushes himself up on wobbly legs. Even standing, he feels so small. Smaller than Bruce, than all of his adopted siblings. They crowd above him when they all stand, too. "Just stop it! Why are you doing this, why are you still pretending? Stop it!"

It was easier, with Danny's biological parents. The knowledge that they'd do anything to get him on a lab table, to open him up and see what makes him tick, to rip him apart molecule by molecule, had always been there. He knew they hated ghosts. He knew they hated Phantom. He knew they hated him. It was easier because it was something he'd known all his life. When he died, when he became a ghost, he knew what to expect from them. It hurt, of course it did.

But it was easier than this.

"Danny, I'm going to need you to take a deep breath. You're having a panic attack and you need to breathe."

"Breathe?" Danny laughs, the sound harsh and choking, too high pitched in his hysteria. "You're joking, right? Or is this just more of the—the experiment?"

"Danny, please, we don't know what you're talking about, you—"

"You don't know? You're Batman! You work with the Justice League, you work with—" His words choke off as his stomach churns, bile rising in his throat. His whole body itches, screaming at him to leave, he can't go back, he can't, he can't, he can't!

Bruce takes a hesitant step forward and Danny scrambles back, his feet catching on the chair behind him and sending him careening to the floor. Where are the agents? Why aren't they swarming in, ready to apprehend him, strap him back on the table, carve him from the inside out.

"Please, Danny, calm down. We don't—"

Danny stops listening. His back hits the wall and he pulls his knees into his chest, his shoulders dipping down as he begins to sob. His heart throbs inside his throat, too painful to swallow around. Tears fall hot and heavy on his face.

Sure, he could run. He could phase out through the wall and he could be out of Gotham in a couple of hours. He's escaped the GIW once, he can do it again.

But that was before Batman knew who he was. Before he had the World's Greatest Detective on his tail.

Before he... 

He really thought this would be different, you know?

He wanted to make it official.

"Why did... Why were you so nice to me? Why did you make me like you? I really—I really liked you. I-I thought we could be a family."

"Danny, we are a—"

"Don't lie to me!" Danny snaps, but the force of his anger leeches all the fight from him, and suddenly all that's left is a bone-weary tiredness. There’s a lump in his throat that hurts. There’s a line down his chest that burns. "I don't care. I don't care anymore, I don't. Just... don't make me go back there. Please." 

Is it futile? He thought he knew how the GIW operated by now, the depths that they would go to achieve their results, but this... this was a whole new level of pain that Danny thought he had left behind him in Amity.

"We're not going to make you go anywhere, Danny, you're safe here, I promise."

"Safe? Safe? You must have—" he takes a deep breath, tries to stop the quivering of his voice. It’s all starting to make sense, now.  "The reason you're telling me who you are is because you must have told them everything already. I know the Justice League—I know you're working with them, which means the ex-experiment is over now, and they're coming to take me back. And I can't go back."

"Danny—"

"I can’t!” Danny glares at Bruce with all the rage he can, fingernails digging into his skin. “I’m not going back!"

"That's right, you're not going back, Danny. I won't let that happen." Bruce crouches down in front of Danny, his hands open and raised as if he's trying to say he's not a threat. "I don't know who you're talking about, and I'm sorry about that, but I can promise you that you’re not going back there. We will keep you safe."

Danny pulls himself closer, tucks himself further into the wall, eyes flickering all across the room waiting for that tell-tale flash of white as the agents start to swarm.

He should take his chances now and run, he should go, he needs to go!

The rest of them, his brothers and sisters of a little over a year, are spread out, giving him and Bruce some space. The same concern colours all of their faces. Why are they still pretending?

Steph is chewing on her thumb. 

Danny liked Steph and her brash confidence, her jokes. She's been promising to paint his nails for months now, they've just never found the time. He was going to go for green and black, or maybe a galaxy theme, depending on what she felt comfortable doing.

He likes them all.

"You were supposed to be my family." His mouth turns down at the corners and his voice shakes like a child. "You were supposed to—why? Why would you—I don't understand why you would make me like you..."

"This isn't an experiment, Danny," Bruce's voice is steady, soothing. "I promise."

"But you work with them and—"

"Who do I work with?"

"The Justice League."

"Yes, I do, but we—"

"And the Justice League works with them. The GIW." Danny trembles with the name, clutching tightly onto his hoodie. "I'm not going back there, Bruce."

Danny doesn't miss Bruce's look over his shoulder, nor Tim's nod in return. Tim turns slightly to the side to hide his movements, but Danny bets he has his phone in his hand, probably letting them know they can take him now. Guess this is it, then. They'll be here soon, and he'll be gone.

"Kill me."

"Danny? What do—"

"If you ever had any kindness for me, if you ever cared, kill me. Please, Bruce. I can't do it again."

"Danny..."

"End me now. Take my core out and break it, please, before they get here."

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dpxdc fanfic #wip game #thanks for the ask <3 and thanks for helping me remember this fic lol #also huge thanks for having the prompt linked because i have S O M A N Y prompt wips that i can't ever post because i've lost the post #didn't really know how to get danny to calm down #that's a lie #i have a few ideas of where this can go but no motivation for it - not against all the other wips #i'll keep at it and ig post to ao3 should it actually start looking alright #¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #dudes did u kno u can pin shit to your clipboard on desktop because i fucking love that #also if you use the windows key + . there's like emojis and shit #(((φ(◎ロ◎;)φ))) #<- and kaomoji too!!!!! #anyway that's been fun facts and fanfic with me. ur welcome #oh shit my writing tag #hailsatanacrab🦀🦀writes #at some point 'oh shit my writing tag' will just become my writing tag #anyway thank you again for the ask #good night everyone!!!!!

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I still hold that this part from this fic is one of the funniest things I’ve ever written

#woozy Time is hysterical actually #rambles from the floor #linkeduniverse #linked universe #honestly it’s probably just one of the funniest fics I’ve ever written anyway #gosh I just reread the whole thing and bjnjfdvbfsgch #I crammed so many references in there too #I can just tell I had fun writing it lol

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kit's list of obikin fic recs in no particular order

y'all asked and i finally answered.....here's a list of fics i've read and adored this year! note that i've tagged things that i think could squick people (a/b/o dynamics, weird biology, dub con, heavy kink, etc), and i've noted the ratings (explicit, mature, teen), but i have not noted top/bottom (this list contains a pretty even split of both) and i haven’t indicated which are WIPs - take a chance! i've left little paragraphs as to why i liked the fic but i tried to keep spoilers out of them so the story can be a surprise :D

remember to leave a comment and a kudos if you enjoyed the fic :D

Igneous - zimriya Notes: Explicit, A/B/O dynamics, canon compliant, series!

Trying to find this fic so I could reread it was the thing that prompted me to make this list. That’s how amazing this fic is. It tears out your heart strings. It hurts. I love it. It’s soft. It makes me cry. I am never going to recover from this perfect retelling of canon. This hurts just as much as the kenobi show. I owe this author a medical bill and a thank you card. I don’t care if a/b/o isn’t your thing or omega obi-wan isn’t your thing i need you to try reading this fic i really do because it’s just honestly superb and beautiful prose and i think about some of these lines near daily. Ok, fine. Daily.

I’d Never Be Me (Without The Support of Your Loving Arms) by euryrice  Notes: Explicit

i don’t think i’ll ever stop talking or thinking about this fic, it’s up there for me….such a good take on a bond/spy au that I don’t think I’ll ever seriously try at one myself because it’d never be ‘i’d never be me without the support of your loving arms’; it’s just so well thought through. Canon lovingly applied. Kit beautifully moved and hungry for a second part of the series, even though it doesn’t even need a second part and is perfect as a stand alone. Witty banter rating: 10/10

Hooked On You by @whohatessand Notes: Explicit, infidelity, side anidala (padmé is being cheated on)

Dirty bad wrong never felt so good though; Anakin is cheating on his wife with her campaign manager. Anakin is very not satisfied with being a trophy husband, and honestly it’s so valid of him. This is so well-written that Anakin’s frustration with his life, his wife, his duties all feels very real and understandable. Does that excuse the cheating and the spit-as-lube fucking at a donor ball? Nah, but they know it doesn’t. And it ends on a very hopeful obikin note, which is my favorite

The Final Frontier of Pleasure by @jedibongrip Notes: Explicit, bp!Anakin, virginity kink (ish?)

“Just the tip” made into a very hot 2k fic wherein anakin’s definitely not a virgin anymore, but obi-wan’s gonna go along with it if it makes him happy (and means that he gets to keep touching him, god bless); note to say that all of this author’s stuff is very good!

Stars To Fill My Dreams by hidden_humours Notes: Explicit, reverse master/padawan, dark Anakin

Anakin is teetering on going off the walls insane in this fic and I am so here for it. This is just amazing. I love a padawan obi-wan and I especially love this time-travel with a twist (which I won’t spoil!); the summary even says “yeah this anakin isn’t all there” and the author is right!!! 100%!! I love it. I want to poke this Anakin with a stick. I want to push him off his metaphorical cliff of sanity. I want to push Obi-Wan off a cliff just to see what this Anakin would do. What a fic. What a goddamn fic.

Obi-Two by @virahaus Notes: Explicit, Obi-Wan/Anakin/Obi-Wan

Guys, holy shit I am so excited for this WIP you have no idea. Everything about it is delicious so far. The Obi-Wan that gets zapped back in time just before ROTS/Order 66 is living to see twunk Anakin again and he is so soft yet so commanding about it. Ben!Obi-Wan literally kills me in this fic. If there’s never another chapter, I’m begging you to read this anyway, it’s that good.

Vast as the sea, constant as the tide by @moonlightatnoon Notes: Explicit, pirate!anakin, captain!Obi-Wan

So maybe Kit’s attention was captured and held by the sea-themed title…she’s a simple lady. But this fic is absolutely beautiful.  I love the intrigue, the history, the pining of it all. My attention, much like Obi-Wan, was gently captured and held hostage by pirate Anakin and the way he’s like ‘my obi-wan <3 mine <3’ while also being a whole ass pathetic lil mew mew of a pirate. He is so possessive and fearsome and clingy and needy I love this Anakin and how much he needs his Obi-Wan. I love the ending especially! Beautifully done.

Buns of Steel by @ragnarlothcat Notes: Explicit, humor, himbos the both of them 

Put this under Fics That Make Kit Want To Join A Gym. I love the humor here (Rag has such a legendary way with a great turn of phrase and pacing of jokes that just makes the fic fly by) and the ridiculousness of it all. Obi-Wan here is extremely lovably bitchy and I adore it. His dialogue is quite polite, but this is a fic where the narration really makes the characterization pop. Also the amount of lusting after his beautiful aerobics instructor that Obi-Wan does…and how UNFAIR he finds Anakin’s beauty. Just amazing. Cheering for Obi-Wan living his best life and getting the hot aerobics instructor in the end.

My Thoughts I Confess (Verge On Dirty) by @artemisthehuntress Notes: Explicit, horny, horny, horny Obi-Wan

This is, of course, the other fic filed under Fics That Make Kit Want To Join A Gym. I love Anakin in booty shorts. I love Obi-Wan, head empty and no thoughts because his dick is too goddamn hard to see straight. One should not be exercising under such conditions. The humor here is impeccable. Love all of Obi-Wan’s fantasies with the hot guy working out next to him. If you’re a fan of horny-grip Obi-Wan, this is the fic for you! If you’re not as into horny-grip Obi-Wan, I’d say this fic is still worth the read because it’s just written so well.

just like the days we’d burn by @travellingcircus Notes: Explicit, PTSD mentions, heavy

I was always going to rec one of travellingcircus’ fics of course. They are a fantastic writer and I love their fics - especially the long oneshots that consume my entire night when I see that one’s been posted and I get to delve into a new side of obikin I could never imagine. This fic is one of my favorites by them – and maybe one of my favorite modern aus all together. Anakin has a racing career until he has an accident. Then he goes back to his small town and decides to have Obi-Wan instead because first love (I love first love fics especially in modern aus)!! Also Obi-Wan has a motorbike. This is excellent news. He also has helmet hair. I love Anakin in this fic so much. He’s crazy. He’s wounded. He’s obsessed. He’s in love. He’s desperate. And Anakin makes Obi-Wan all these things too. Such a good modern au for these characters. They feel so close to their canon characters, it’s marvelous.

Where Every Mask Cracks by skyl_tales Notes: Explicit, a spin-off of one of their other fics, but can be standalone

Skyl_tales’ fics for me are the very definition of fandom classic. They were the first fics I read and I continue to reread them roughly maybe once every year at least. They’re just all very readable. The writing style is something I have always loved and envied – their fics are approachable and entertaining, no matter how much you know or don’t know about Star War at the time of your reading. Tbh I think this is the fic author who has influenced my writing the most! I love this fic in particular because I do have a soft spot for vaderwan. Old Ben being delightfully torn up over Vader and Vader being delightfully unhinged about his former master…..with a magical fix-it device that restores both of them to their younger, strongest selves (if only to make the fucking easier and the horny insatiable)

Gay Chicken by zimriya Notes: Explicit, enemies to lovers, light daddy kink

Where to begin with this fic!!! I guess I cannot stress enough how much I love humor in fics when done right and this is done so well. Like it is literally so funny and so normal. There is something so beautiful about putting these space monk superheroes into like. Just situations. This fic is about laundry. But also upstairs neighbors. But also lost loves??? I’m always a bit hesitant for fics with a lot of notes/messages, because I can find that hard to read, but this was very, very easy to read, both format-wise and flow of the story wise. I love them both being assholes to each other.  Love them slowly becoming friends through notes under the monikers “501” and “212”. LOVE the twist.

wildest dreams by kidhuzural Notes: Explicit, 5+1 fic

Basically: Baby Anakin wants to get married to Obi-Wan. Teenager padawan Anakin wants to marry Obi-Wan. Clone Wars Anakin wants to marry Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan wants to marry Clone Wars Anakin. I love love love fics that start out with baby padawan Anakin and have him grow up. It places so much emphasis on their master&padawan relationship and how important they were to each other before AOTC or TCW, which I think is the strongest basis for obikin. Also this Anakin is just so cute and Obi-Wan cares for his baby padawan so much!! All in all, this fic is just so sweet. Obsessed.

In Pursuit of Cold Water by @jswander Notes: Mature, Merman!Anakin

Can I have a fic rec list that doesn’t include this fic?? I love this fic. I think I reread it like twenty times while waiting for the last chapter, and it was worth it and gripping and incredible each time. I am fascinated by writers who can worldbuild, and Jo worldbuilds so well in this mermaid AU. I love the descriptions of their fins; the possessiveness, the hurt, the anger, the jadeness, and the naivete of Anakin somehow all existing in the same character and all being so justified. There’s some really heavy moments and also really silly moments (they dress Anakin up as an old lady to avoid detection at one point). I love the development of their relationship and especially the growth of their mental bond. Such a good translation  of their Force bond in canon (and such a clever work-around for a mermaid not speaking English!) Just an amazing fic. So good.

The Devil’s In The Details by @ragnarlothcat Notes: Explicit, demon Anakin, darker!Anakin (because of the demon bit)

Back at it again with my Rag-writing obsession! I’m loving this WIP and how evil and innocent Anakin is. Yeah, he’s a demon haunting Obi-Wan’s new house; yeah, he’s killed like. A ton of people. But he’s so pathetic. So very eager to please. So very attractive. As a reader, you’re like Obi-Wan’s friend, Quinlan, who discovers Obi-Wan sleeping with a literal demon, and you’re like ‘bestie, do you not know? That’s a literal demon?’ and obi-wan is like ‘he is quite polite and does so good on our walks around town’ and you’re like ‘you’re taking him on walks???’ but also you can’t help but root for demon Anakin and poor decision-maker Obi-Wan. Also, once again, I love Rag’s humor and timing of it. The narration Obi-Wan has is so colorful and so fucking funny, I snort all the time. He’s such a bitch. He’s amazing.

By Omission by @posthumousvigor Notes: Explicit, reverse master/padawan au, drunk sex

This writer is very quickly becoming one of my favorites. I love their prose and the way they write Obi-Wan—especially padawan!Obi-Wan with Master Anakin. One of my favorite dynamics for obikin aus, and this writer gives me so much good food. TBH one of my all-time favorite cliches/tropes is one of them getting dressed up out of their Jedi robes to be put in Situations, and I especially love this for Obi-Wan cause Anakin got a whole movie of dressing up for funsies, and this fic delivers. Master Skywalker comes back early from a mission to find his padawan slutting it up in the Lower Levels, and what is a man to do other than snap?? And he snaps so beautifully in this fic. I love it when they’re horny beyond reason for each other.

how to stay by answersinahauntedclub Notes: Explicit, professor/student relationship

I know logically that this fic probably will not update again, but it is so beautiful and I think about it all the time. It is like. The peak of college/university aus in this fandom. Bold statement, I know, but I love this fic and characterization so much that I am stating it. They’re both disasters. They can’t resist each other even if they really, really should. It’s an incredible read and I am fascinated by both this Obi-Wan and this Anakin. Cannot stress enough the lovable disasters that they are. In writing this, I took an hour break and reread it again.

we’re swimming with the sharks (until we drown) by @obiwaned Notes: Teen, fake/pretend relationship

Getting this update notification felt like such a sweet sweet win for me. I loved the premise as soon as I read it and it just keeps getting better. Fake marriage for any reason is always amazing. I also LOVE non-linear timelines and this writer does it so well because you as the reader don’t get lost and confused trying to keep the timeline straight. It’s delectable, it’s straightforward, it’s so easy to devour, and I am obsessed with this fic and even the possibility of more.

Self-Insert by ZenyZootSuit Notes: Teen, crack

God this is so funny in a very crack way. Short and funny and perfect. Darth Vader writes self-insert fanfiction about being with Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Darth Sidious finds out. Imperial secrets are leaked, but I’m sure those were important details he needed to include!! For context! Realism! Absolutely perfect; no notes.

Open Circle by Calyss Note: Explicit, Dark Obi-Wan, dom/sub (under)tones, seduction to the Dark side

This is also one of my annual rereads, and one of my absolute favorite Sith Obi-Wans in the fandom. I love how out of control this sith Obi-Wan is, how very obsessed with just Anakin he is. Sith Obi-Wan really said “he’s mine” and he’s gonna destroy Anakin’s marriage and the whole galaxy to prove it. And also Anakin is not going to say no or resist much at all because that’s his master and he loves him and has weird feelings for him he has not really examined. This is also such an id fic of mine. But no regrets putting it on the list. When I saw it updated in October 2022, I literally cleaned my room and improved my life before I sat down to read it.

How to Save a Galactic Republic Without Really Trying by @sharpest-tongue Notes: Mature, Post Kenobi show

So many amazing fics came out of the Kenobi show but this absolutely has to be one of my favorites. There’s humor, there’s touching moments, there’s Star Wars lingo I didn’t know but that made the whole thing feel very much in-universe (and that I have now incorporated into my Star Wars Wikipedia slash Dictionary for later use, even if it’s all made up). I love a time travel fic, has to be said, and this one delivers perfectly. The Jedi as family in this fic really made me emotional. Extra special shout out to Obi-Wan, raising his padawan again in a do-over, and thinking, ‘i was not this bad as a teenager wtf?? Yeah ok whatever i MAY have fought in TWO WARS at that age but still!!!’ love him. Love his obvious blind spots for anakin and also for himself. Such a good fic!!!

broken bones, thunder drums by @maragny Notes: Teen, hurt/comfort

There is so much to love about this fic and I love it all. Clone War fics are like my bread and butter in this fandom. I love obikin fics that take place in the middle of battle where the reader is confronted with the reality of either Anakin or Obi-Wan fighting – and this fic really starts by throwing you into the action in such a visceral, effective way that I was stressed! I was gripped! It makes Anakin hiding his injury feel not only understandable but also like the only option. Good think Obi-Wan is there to save the day and help Anakin through his pain because he is overprotective and in love with him. Also the first chapter is told from Rex’s point of view, which just. One of my favorite outsider POVs for obikin is Rex.

no news is good news by @rhymenoceros Notes: Mature, crack, relationship reveal, breaking news/news cycle format

This fic is so funny! The tone is perfect for what the writer sets out to do — that is, make the reader feel like they’re caught up in a social media news cycle! There’s talk shows, there’s paparazzi, there’s space reddit, there’s leaked Jedi text conversations….the Jedi screen names are hilarious and easy to tell who is who while still staying true to the joke. Cannot recommend this fic enough. Cute, funny, horny, and with that sweet sweet Palpatine downfall that the best cracky fics always have.

Falling Deep Into You by @dark--whisperings Notes: Explicit, dom/sub tones, so much pining

Any fic that has the tag “Obi-Wan Kenobi is a freak in bed” has my attention and my interest. This writer describes Anakin subbing and Obi-Wan domming so very beautifully that it’s almost a manifesto in 8k. Lots of good sex here, but I really love the opening scene and the push and pull the writer’s given the characters. They want each other so much—Obi-Wan wants so much, but alas! Religious guilt on par with catholicism! Of course the nasty freaky sex fiend in Obi-Wan wins out over the Jedi Master, but I really enjoyed the guilt and the way he gives in and goes to find Anakin because of course he does. And then the ending! A resetting of the chess board so that the game can start over tomorrow. A great fic all in all!

you took my love so tenderly by @billboguspreston & @acrylicsalts-inspo Notes: Explicit, prince/guard dynamic, exhibitionism

I started reading this fic when it was first posted, and I followed it attentively and with baited breath. I love the reverse age dynamic (I know, it’s not for everyone, but I lovelovelove it), and I love that this Obi-Wan is such a spitfire. He knows what he wants and that’s for his silent, restrained, older, handsome bodyguard to snap and fuck him and he WILL brat his way into getting what he wants as is his right. Anakin being both incredibly horny (Anakin horny-gripping the pommel of his sword because Obi-Wan has decided to get off right in front of him to see if he can tempt him into fucking him) is amazing. Obi-Wan being both the aggressor and also the inexperienced one is chef’s fucking kiss and a dynamic I do not see often enough. So worth the read. And there may be more sequels??? Be still my beating heart!

I Wanna Be Owned by @kyberkenobi Notes: Explicit, 5+1 things, light BDSM

Speaking of horny grip lol, I had to think for a bit about which fic from this writer to choose because all of them are very good and very very smutty with all sorts of kinks and dynamics. The writer you go to for mean dom Obi-Wan and if you’re feeling up for discovering a kink you weren’t sure you were into before. There’s plenty of amazing fics on her ao3 (I was also immediately obsessed with the recent alpha/alpha one), but this fic is one of my favorites. I love the style of a 5+1 for a fic, and I am obsessed with casual slut (affectionate) Obi-Wan and Anakin’s blinders of his master slowly being pulled away until he HAS to confront the reason Obi-Wan can untie and hogtie a criminal they caught so damn quickly. It’s indecent. It’s amazing. 

Our Man From Tatooine by kazmir Notes: Explicit, a/b/o dynamics, intersex omegas

This story is such a good, quick, enthralling read. I really can’t say much without spoiling it, but it’s worth the read. Dark Obikin, twists and turns, roleplaying, horny mates being unable to resist the other’s draw….so good….One of those fics I paused to reread while reccing it lol

Acts of Contrition by @marycontraire Notes: A series, ranging from Gen - Explicit

Cheating a little bit to rec you all a series instead because I just reread this fic series and fell in love with it all over again. Literally a fandom classic for me. The world building is amazing, the realism and research really pays off because it creates such a rich world for people to dive into. The Tatooine culture is so rich and interesting, and I love this Anakin especially. It’s a very realistic take on if Anakin had been expelled from the Order for the Tusken massacre. This Anakin is darker and clingier and Obi-Wan is trying to keep himself level and sane and something Anakin can cling to while still being a Jedi in all but name. Every installment of this series is gold and worth reading as quickly as possible just to have this in your mind faster. Also worth a slow read to savor it because unfortunately, you can only read a fic series like this for the first time once.

You can call me baby (you can call me love) by @lilredghost Notes: Explicit, 5 + 1

This fic is so sweet that I honestly forgot it was explicit - even though, yes, it opens with a sex scene lmao! But I love this writer’s explicit fics so much (their ao3 is worth a browse) that I am not disappointed in it being explicit, no sir. Obi-Wan gets upset when Anakin calls him an old man repeatedly and I’ve read this fic so much that when I see repeated use of “old man” in other fics I’m like “! no! His feelings!!!” this fic ALSO has anakin calling obi-wan baby <3  so good so sweet so perfect.

take my hand through the flames by @atornpage Notes: Explicit, vaderwan, seduction to the Dark Side

Oh this may just be the WIP I am most excited to see updated! It’s such a clever and unique concept that I’m on the edge of my seat to see where the writer takes the story next. There are not enough stories where a character falls into a coma and time passes around them, and this is so perfect. I adore fics where baby Anakin is clingy and obsessed with Obi-Wan and everyone around them is like ‘this is not REALLY the Jedi way, guys’, and this fic has SO much of that. I can’t wait to see all the promises of the tags come to fruition and am massively enjoying the ride to get there!

Heal Me, My Darling by @wasureneba Notes: Explicit, sick fic, idiots in love

Who doesn’t love a sick fic?? The tender healing…the care…the rotten work…not to me, not if it’s you, etc etc…this fic is such a good sick fic too, I was here for the entire thing! Anakin is in top whiny form and Obi-Wan is cuddling him left and right! I also love Anakin having a praise kink in this fic – it made me soft and so receptive to the idea again when I was getting tired of seeing it as a default in a ton of fics. But this fic said “Obi-Wan tells Anakin he’s doing good while touching his ass to administer a very important for plot reasons shot and Anakin bursts into flames” and I said “absolutely and understandable, please tell me what happens next.” This is like a perfect sick fic for me. The right balance of sweet and horny. Caring Obi-Wan and whiny because he’s bored! Anakin. God-tier combination.

Νόστος by NFx Notes: Explicit, stockholm syndrome typical of hades & persephone aus

I am always here for a good Hades&Persephone AU and I feel like this is a great one! I especially love AUs that carefully place Star Wars GFFA characters into an established world (like Greek mythology in this case), and take care to match up the side characters of the GFFA with the AU characters they’re being transposed on. I like the pace and narration of this one too, the way the tone feels both readable and still old — the dialogue and narration don’t read like a BBC documentary set in Ancient Greece where everyone just sort of speaks like they’re in a Shakespeare play for some reason, but it’s still sorta oldish/stiffer dialogue that really keeps you in the fic universe without alienating readers. Also, horny. But dark horny. Love a darker Anakin. 

Hunting the Homeward Light by GreenQueenofClubs Notes: Teen

One of my all-time favorites, I think, and if you haven't read it or haven't reread it recently, you need to! There's so much tension build up and detail put in with such an amazing pay off that I could literally read this fic every month and probably find something new to enjoy all over again. I don't even have strong opinions about mace training anakin, but this fic convinced me it could work and work really well. also poor poor obi-wan </3 his emotional support padawan goes missing </3 but then is found :) as a twunk :)

#asks #obikin #obikin fic recs #me: im gonna focus and write my fic #also me: jk here is 4k of fic recs #i hope you enjoy!! i actually spent like 2 nights on this lol #combing through my history #tried to also spotlight some writers i like a lot but dont really see recc'ed #also psa if you have a tumblr pls link it to it on your ao3 #for kit #my notes are so silly i am sorry #i don't have kit's opinion corner often #so i shoved all my opinions into 4k of nonsense fic review #me: i hope peoplee like my fic list :) #also me: posts at the weirdest times where most people are not online :)

[jade-of-mourning]

sorry sometimes i think about mako and my heart hurts so much. this kid raised himself and his brother on the streets in homelessness and utter poverty from eight through fifteen, promptly after seeing the violent death of his mother and father. he turned to the triple threats because they couldn't survive as a pair of wretched kids without any adult support, and the environment forced him to turn into the exact character that killed his parents in a terrible twist of irony. and after sheer-fucking-luck hits and they aren't homeless anymore, their livelihood wavers on the outcome of what's a literally game to everyone but them; and after things are finally starting to look up and their team is going places and things just might be okay, his gradually stabilizing world unceremoniously expands and everything goes to shit.

and the city that chewed him up and spat him back out, ruined him as a child and took away his ability to stay afloat in a true sense of normalcy as an adult — when it's on the verge of destruction and falling to pieces before his eyes, he gives himself to save it with the full expectation to die. he went from the kid who didn't and couldn't care about anything outside of himself and his brother, to finding redemption for his younger self in his police work despite its injustice against him, to willingly sacrificing himself to a world that had never loved him.

he's a desperate people pleaser, socially and emotionally stunted for the adult he had to be as a kid, unable to navigate interpersonal relationships easily yet still trying his damned hardest. he's intensely and entirely devoted to the things that matter to him and for so long it was only him, bolin, and ensuring their survival — yet by the end, that devotion has expanded to protecting the rest of the world. he starts out entirely self-reliant and ends in trusting the people he cares about to know their own needs, to be able to take care of themselves, to be okay without him despite having spent so much of his life defined by his role in others' well-being.

just. what the fuck i'm such a big fan of this fictional guy and i'm unashamed about it at this point. also let him cry please (if you won't i'll do it i'll let him cry)

#lychee's brain trash #mako lok #mako tlok #sorry for the shitpost i don't do a lot of those i realize #how tf did this guy not had a massive break down in canon at any point #nd like;; he never shows resentment for the unfairness of it all #he doesn't ever use his past to excuse any of his choices/actions that are influenced by it #which is pretty intrinsically linked to his relationship fumbles #he just quietly holds himself accountable and probably mildly despises himself haha #as much as i don't care for the love triangle it really does make complete sense in accordance to his backstory #anyway this is just a roundabout way of me expressing my salt at people writing him off as a malicious asshole lol #i literally cannot articulate the intense complex things his conjured up existence makes me feel #this does not even scratch the surface there is SO MUCH #i need to actually write the fifty fics that exist to my brain otherwise all these thoughts will never see the sun #trust that one day the avatar!mako au will emerge from my drafts;;; #and. you know. that one shot i've had in wip for the past 2.5 years #and the four other oneshots that will probably never be converted into actual words

[gay-ppl-real]

Welcome Home sketch dump

I made some adjustments to the way I'm drawing them, and now I actually like it! Admittedly, I did not like it before. But now I do! Hazzah!

This was my first time drawing Poppy, and my first time drawing Frank properly

(Wow! I'd also never drawn Eddie before! Now I have done that!)

They make him think of Frank

Here's the full page lol

#innisart #welcome home #welcome home fanart #welcome home arg #wally darling #frank frankly #poppy partridge #sally starlet #eddie dear #barnaby b beagle #and yes that it a self portrait in the corner #Now the only one I haven't drawn is Howdy! #That is actually a lie. I have drawn him. #Just on my CURRENT sketch page so it ain't ready for posting yet #I don't think I have ever had this many tags on a post #it's all their names lol #so many names #You may notice there is one sketch in the page that doesn't have a cropped ver #that's because it's a scene from a wee fic I wrote! #So gonna rb the fic link with it instead :) #Hugs for Eddie

[autoresponderdaily]

hal'd be a better parent than dirk

ok tbh. tbh. i agree. anyways take ur cursed bro-hal drawing

#lil hal #dave strider #bro strider #<- but not really. mostly just for blocklists i suppose. #homestuck #ask #silly submitted hal headcanons #also im drawing all of these sorry guys this was an excuse to draw stuff i havent thought of yet. lol #ive been teaching myself how to draw muscles bc of bro i guess its fitting i drew this #aka i made a bro transparent and was like wow i wish i could draw like that. so cool. #anywyas neough tag ramblign meow meow #actually no not done #i read a fic kinda abt this. not linking but ull probs know it. anyways yes hal would be a better parent than dirk. i mean not by- #all that much but considering hes yknow. connected 2 the internet. #yuh. anyways #im actually done now

[oneweirdbookaddict]

HI, Do you have any fic recs that are Four-centric and mainly angst?

Hello! I have some, actually!

Forgotten Fourth, Socialc1imb

- Much more of a four swords comic than a Four Centric fic, but it’s angsty and I love it! Always have to recommend, tho I know loz and Lu are totally different fandoms

Oh yeah summary- Vio d*es and becomes a redead. Not even LU ngl. Totally Four Swords Manga. But if you’re interested in that at all def check it out, it’s great!

Palace au, Telemna Hyelle

- One of my all time favorite fics EVER. Currently ongoing. Palace of Four Sword angst

Colors, HylianHarmony AO3

- Four vs portals

Status, Zarvasace AO3

-Also Four vs portals

This year it taught me (lost and ambitious), qar AO3 (chap six)

-Sky and the chain bonding moments, chapter six is Four’s chapter

Mom of Four, Triforce of Mischief AO3

-Hurt/comfort, Malon being wonderful

Over and Over again, universe traveler AO3

-Time loop angst!

Fractured, scrapwitch AO3

-HEART WRENCHING ANGST MY HEART OUCH SOBBING ON THE FLOOR WAILING (Four gets a glimpse of his future. Palace of 4sword angst) mind the tags!

Alone together, blueskullcandy AO3

-Four’s relationship with himself (the colors) and the chain, one of my all time faves as well!

Take a number, any Number,

-Four gets kidnapped and drugged. Def mind the tags on this one

Sorry if this makes no sense it’s five in the morning I haven’t slept at all and I’m exhausted lol

Most of these links are just to where I found the fic so some are right to AO3, some are right to a tumblr page, and some are to a tumblr page that’ll lead you to AO3 or whatever

I have some of my own fics too but honestly I’m too lazy to add them rn maybe if I ever get some sleep I can add. For now I’m assuming (since you asked me idk) that you follow me and have read my stuff lol

Also for rn I only post on tumblr (haven’t gotten to posting on AO3 yet tho I have an account now!) so it’s harder to link. It’s easy to find with my tags tho lol

Thanks for the ask!

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu four #four my beloved #asks #I actually don’t read fics very much anymore so I had to DIG for these lol #I will not typically have fic recs ngl 😭 #unless it’s for Four and maybe Wars #since I’m way more likely to read fics for them #thanks for the ask! #anon my beloved

[alto-tenure]

10 Fic Recs for International Fanworks Day

In honor of this year's Feedback Fest and 10 years of International Fanworks Day, have 10 fic recs! Multifandom, and in no particular order. I tried to keep this as spoiler-free as possible so you can be here for any of the fandoms included.

1) and to those gods, i will speak bluntly by @argentsunshine

Zero Escape, Clover & Snake, Snake/Santa, 44.3k words

Canon divergence AU in which Snake and Clover go through door 5.

2) Rough Waters by Sinna

DCU, Tim/Bernard, 1.7k

In which Tim struggles to reconcile his sexuality with the fact that his parents would not approve of it.

3) Ensemble by @celesticnova

TWEWY, Eri/Shiki, Eri & Hazuki, 33.6k

Eri plays the Game, with Hazuki as her partner.

4) Totez Flaming Trainwreck Re:past by Darkblaw & oddvector

TWEWY, Coco/Tsugumi, Shiba/Hishima, Coco & Hishima & Shiba & Tsugumi, 41.8k

Title font not copied for screen reader compatibility. Post-NEO. The Shinjuku reapers try to get along with each other, some more successfully than others.

5) Tenacity by @sixtyfourk

Professor Layton, Flora & Katia, 2.5k

Wherein Flora comes with Katia to Folsense and helps her uncover the mysteries within.

6) inside the timeless cage by @detective-piplup

Professor Layton, Layton & Luke, 8k

Where Luke is stuck in a timeloop surrounding the week Unwound Future takes place in.

7) Batman for Dummies by @havendance

DCU, Tim & Helena, 38.5k

Canon divergence AU focusing on No Man's Land where as a result of Helena and Tim having a closer relationship, Tim is Robin for Helena's Bat.

8) Six Minutes by @nirvanai

AITSF, Date & Ryuki & Tama, 7.5k

Between the end of the final confrontation and the credits, Date Psyncs with Ryuki.

9) lingering at dawn by elijah_was_a_prophet

DGS, Susato/Rei, 6.1k

Post-canon. In which Rei is the one to leave.

10) Self-Inflicted Immolation by Kitisonfire

Ace Attorney, Miles & Larry & Phoenix, Miles & Gregory, 33.9k

A study of Miles Edgeworth, from childhood to Turnabout Sisters.

#fic recs #feedbackfest #international fanworks day #ifd2024 #zero escape #dc #the world ends with you #professor layton #aitsf #ace attorney #hopefully all these links go to the right places it would be. very embarrassing if they didn't but i didn't double-check #long post #edit. turns out i should've worried less about links going to wrong places and more about actually including them. lol

[saywhatjessie]

The yoga mums react to Roy in The Shirt

Look forward to the partner fic to this art, "To Fill in the Gaps (A Man is Known by the Company he Keeps)", dropping soon!

Edit: She is posted!

#Roy Kent #ted Lasso #Art #the fic is so good y'all I can't wait for you to read it #I was told to go on and post so this is like a soft launch lol #I'll reblog with a link when it's available #Hey! I made that one #Actual art hoe

[tethered-heartstrings]

i'm basically done with writing my will/hannibal smoking ficlets. there are over a dozen different ones based on prompts from an old post of mine ranging from about 500 - 2k words a piece. they aren't inherently connected at all and are meant to be standalone fics, related only by the overarching theme of smoking. i haven't written anything like this before so want opinions/input.

*if i post them as one "fic", each chapter/story will have their own tags listed in the beginning and all the collective tags listed under the "fic". if i do a toc, it'll at list titles and prompts. no toc then prompts will be listed before the fic with the tags for said fic. each fic does have a title if that makes any difference

also not inherently bad to rb but don't bc the poll is really just for me lol

#opinions welcome in the replies as well #it just seems weird and/or annoying to post 15 different fics when some are literally only 500 words #that could be totally normal though i just dont know #there in no particular order except ''chronological'' from the list in my post #idc the ''etiquette'' lol i normally just have one single story #i still need to send it to beta but that'll be like tomorrow so hopefully soon i can post them #i suppose one benefit of posting individually is i can post one a day? or eod? and i can see stats specifically per story #ik you can like link separate fics together or smth but i have never actually tried lol #am i overthinking this? yes as is my m.o. #the speaking clown

[casiavium]

links meet but it's just my 600 AUs of skyward sword

#top right looks like a joke. I promise he didn't look so much like an anime boy in the initial sketch #I did him last and am getting very tired lol #sword spirit (human form) was the first I did I should have stopped while I was ahead lmao #going to reblog this with links (ha) to the fics they show up in. maybe #that would be a lot of work #cherryart #skyward sword #'wow cherry these are all soooo cool have you actually written them where can I read them' #well. for once. they DO all have writing to go with them :0 #however. it's all fucking ghiralink

[libr-0-cubicularist]

Why are they in dresses? Why does tumblr decrease the quality of an image by 27%? Idk man. They’re on a date

#vio link #shadow link #four swords #this is technically a scene for a fic in my WIPs #But I haven’t actually written that far yet #So I have no clue what’s happening here lol #Zelda gave them the dresses #Vidow #Vio is just absolutely enamored

[rotisseries]

exceedingly high levels of brainrot when you listen to music and associate it with a certain fic instead of the main source material

#and the fic is NOT named after any song and DOES NOT have a playlist! #addendum to the second half of that ^^^ there IS a playlist #I just. forgot lol. bc I see the link go “oh! neat!” and don't click it and forget about it forever #bc I actually cannot listen to things while reading. so

[zarvasace]

Next time you feel the vibe for writing in the disability AU, might I request some Time-centric content? <3

vibin tonight with it :D something short!

Time is Not a Pirate

...despite the eye patch. ~700 words, gen everything, everyone present, Time and Wind have the biggest roles. AO3 link here!

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It's no secret that Legend likes to sew. He'll grumble about it, but he's the one everybody goes to when anything tears. Wind has a new appreciation for Legend's skills, with the even stitching he touches every night when he takes his leg off. When Legend isn't walking or sparring or saying cryptic things about his thousand adventures, he's probably sewing something. On occasion, he'll bring out some knitting needles, and Wind will never admit how the comforting sound reminds him of his grandma. 

Tonight, Wind sits near the fire to ward off the chill, halfway watching Time writing in a journal and halfway paying attention to the signing lesson that Wars and Sky are giving to Hyrule. Wild has a banana on a stick over the fire, doing his best to convince Twilight to pick a fruit and roast it. Four sits quietly near Legend, both of them tending to supplies maintenance. It's as calm an evening as they get, which naturally makes Wind a little jumpy. It's calm evenings that get interrupted by monster attacks. 

"Hey, old man," Legend calls suddenly, and something goes flying over Wind's head. 

Whatever it is strikes Time in the forehead, though not because he hadn't tried to catch it. His mouth slants in a way that tells Wind that he's a little annoyed, but mostly trying not to laugh. 

"Legend."

"What? I fixed it." Legend gestures, and Time picks up the thing to look at it. Wind climbs to his feet, curious, and goes to lean over Time's shoulder. Time shuts his journal, paranoid rat, but does hold up the thing for Wind to see. 

It's Time's usual eye patch, a nice one made of soft leather on the inside—he's been wearing his spare, which doesn't fit him quite as well. The strap had started to fall off a few days ago, so apparently Legend had picked it apart to repair it. With the pretty blue thread on the outside, Wind thinks it looks better than new. 

"You did a good job," Time says, running his fingers over the repairs. He takes off the patch he's wearing to put the other on. "Thank you."

"'Course. Don't know what else you were expecting." Legend picks up his next project, one of Sky's tunics. 

Sky's voice makes Wind look over to see Warriors signing. "You'll fit right in with Wind, now, won't you?"

Wind makes a curious noise. "What do you mean?" 

"You're not serious?" Twilight asks from across the fire. He's given in to Wild, and is trying to figure out how to best spear half an apple on a sharpened stick. "Pirates wear eye patches. Even I know that."

"He's right," Sky agrees. 

"What do you know about pirates, Hero of Skyloft?" Wind laughs. 

After a glance at Warriors's interpreting, Sky blushes. "That's… a story for another time."

"Do your pirates not wear eye patches?" Time asks as he tightens the strap around his head. 

"No, we do. But you're missing an eye, that's not the same thing."

'Is it a fashion statement, then?' Warriors asks. 

Wind snorts and moves to sit on top of the log that Time leans against. "It can be, I know of some crews that paint them colors to show loyalty. Nah, it's for seeing in the dark." He demonstrates by cupping one hand over his right eye. "Keep a patch on, and if you need to go from the sunny deck to the dark below, you don't have to wait for your eyes to adjust, you just flip it up. See?" He rotates his hand to mime an eye patch flipping up. 

"That's really smart," Wild says with a tilt of his head and a rotate of his banana. "I might start doing that."

"Why would you suddenly need to see in a dark place?" Twilight asks incredulously. 

"You never know!" 

"Have you worn one like that before, Wind?" Time asks. 

"Sure, it works. I don't like doing it for long, though, my balance is already pretty bad with my leg. I don't need to make it worse." 

Hyrule lifts his hands as if to physically stop them talking. "Wait, wait, wait. Back up. You have to wait for your eyes to adjust to darkness? And wearing an eye patch can… help?" 

"Hyrule," Wind laughs, "you'd make an excellent pirate."

Time shakes his head. "Don't corrupt him, Wind."

"And you would make an awful one."

#my writing #linked universe #lu time #lu wind #disability au #lu fic #i've posted so much recently #i'd apologize #but nobody actually has to follow me if they're annoyed #so like. #anyway. #thanks for the request!! #the end of febuwhump is in sight so i'm probably gonna spit out some more disability au over march #and maybe marvelous misadventures??? #of course the ending of it all began #i have plans but we'll see lol

[jinxedruby]

Febuwhump Day Twenty-Five: Last man standing

Featuring Wild and Legend. It may be March now, but I'm still planning to finish this up. I've only got a couple days left, after all.

Doing an alternate for this one. This is the continuation of day twenty-four: "I'm doing this because I care about you" (the one where Legend is sick and Four has to hide them)

AO3

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“This is some storm,” Twilight called over the pummeling rain, the hood of his wolf pelt pulled over his head.

“At least the lightning’s just in the clouds,” Wild replied, tugging his own hood further over his face in an attempt to keep the rain out of his eyes. He could hardly hear the sound of his boots squishing through the mud over the torrent of water pouring down from the sky. He stepped into a deep puddle, the muddy water engulfing his entire foot. His boots weren’t exactly watertight, but the rain had long since soaked through all of his clothes.

“Hopefully the others found a town or some better shelter,” Twilight said. “This weather won’t be doing the veteran any favors.”

Wild nodded with a frown. Legend had fallen ill right before a gate took them to a new era in the middle of the woods. They had waited to do their usual scouting but when it became clear he wasn’t getting any better, they decided to leave him and Four at camp while the others looked around. Wild and Twilight had found a great many trees and not much else.

When the edges of camp began poking through the trees ahead, Wild’s heart sank. He quickened his steps, heartrate increasing with his tread. Twilight hurried alongside him, boots splashing through puddles and mud. They rounded a tree and the group’s makeshift camp came fully into view. Bags that anyone left behind were scattered about, some torn open with their contents spilling out onto the grass, soaking in the rain. Legend and Four were nowhere to be seen.

Twilight immediately shifted into a wolf as Wild ran ahead. Wild’s head turned back and forth on a swivel, heart pounding as he searched for any sign of the veteran and smith. Mud streaked across trampled grass, the green blades tamped down into the earth. No obvious trail led out of camp, the only thing apparent being that several people or monsters had tromped through.

Wild cupped his hands around his mouth. “Veteran!” he yelled, turning to watch for any sign. “Smithy?” Twilight padded through camp with his snout to the ground as Wild called for the missing heroes again. After several more attempts that yielded no results, Wild lowered his hands, heart clenching.

Twilight barked and Wild jerked around to look at him. The wolf pawed at the ground near one of the open bags, nostrils flaring, ears perked. Wild’s eyes widened and he jogged over to him. Twilight huffed then darted off into the woods, Wild following close behind. The wolf kept his nose to the ground as he moved, trailing back and forth between the trees. Wild’s breaths quickened the farther they ran, the sound of his breathing amplified oddly in his hood. He kept his eyes peeled, gaze darting through the trees for any sign of Four or Legend.

Twilight veered off to the left at one point, Wild slipping in the mud at the abrupt change in the direction. The wolf headed straight for a fallen tree, navigating around the exposed roots then pausing near the trunk. By the time Wild caught up, Twilight had reverted back to his human form, mouth pressed in a thin line.

“There’s blood,” he said before Wild could ask. “Human blood. One of theirs.”

Wild felt cold. “Is… can- can you track them?”

Twilight nodded before shifting into a wolf once more. He took off at a much faster pace than before. Wild ran after him, soles slapping against mud and splashing through puddles. Whatever trail Twilight followed wove back and forth randomly, jerking between trees and around bushes. They ran until Wild’s breath began to come in gasps. He slowed, trying to regain some stamina. Ahead of him, Twilight’s fur bristled along his spine. His ear flicked then he whipped around, lips pulled back in a snarl. Wild slowed to a stop, hand drifting toward his sword. Twilight barked and leapt toward him. Wild yelped and ducked, the wolf sailing past him. Something screeched behind him and he whirled around to see Twilight had collided with a lizalfos that had snuck up behind Wild, jaws locked around its throat. The monster’s screech cut off with a gurgle. Wild wrapped his hand around the hilt of his sword, running forward in case Twilight needed help.

A force slammed into him from the side, knocking him to the ground. He grunted as his back hit the mud. Something flashed in the corner of his vision and he threw a hand out, catching the monster’s wrist just before it could drive its knife into him. The bokoblin atop him screeched, grabbing his hair with its free hand and shoving his head into the ground. His hood fell off at some point during the struggle, fat raindrops splattering against his face and into his eyes, momentarily blinding him. He heard Twilight bark ferociously before cutting off with a sharp yelp. Wild took a breath then planted a hand on the bokoblin’s stomach and curled. His knees dug into the bokoblin, tilting it before he threw it off of him, sending it over his head. He moved to sit up. The bokoblin snagged him by the hood and yanked him backwards. Wild gritted his teeth, trying to find purchase in the slick mud as the bokoblin dragged him. Then the ground tilted down and his legs went over his head.

He fell into an uncontrolled tumble. He collided with the bokoblin and they fell in a mass of flailing arms and legs, crashing down the hill. Something sharp sank deep into Wild’s calf and a high-pitched shout leapt from his throat. The bokoblin hit the bottom first. Momentum carried Wild onto and over it, rolling several more times before finally coming to a stop. He pushed himself up on his elbows with a gasp, spitting mud and grass from his mouth. He looked to the side to see the bokoblin picking itself up and he struggled to his hands and knees. Pain burst in his calf, sending him pitching to that side with a yelp through clenched teeth. He risked a glance back at his leg to see the bokoblin’s knife embedded deep in his right calf just below his knee, nearly up to the handle. Warm blood flowed around it, soaking into his pant leg. The bokoblin growled and his head snapped up to see it stumbling toward him. He reached back for his sword, the action making him lose his balance and fall onto his side. He wrestled it from its scabbard, swinging it out before him just as the bokoblin reached him. It couldn’t jump back fast enough, the blade carving through its middle, nearly cutting it in two. The monster gurgled as black blood flooded from the wound and trickled from its mouth. It staggered to the side, curled around the wound. Then it collapsed into a motionless heap.

Wild huffed, dropping his sword. He rolled onto his back before carefully sitting up, wincing as hot needles coursed through his leg. Rain continued to pound around him, running down his face and dripping from his hair. He suddenly went stiff. The hot blood flowing down his leg and mixing with the cold, gritty rainwater sent an involuntary shiver through him.

And now… everyone is dead.

You can’t die!

Wild squeezed his eyes shut until he saw stars before opening them again. This isn’t the same, he told himself, forcing his hands to move and reach into his pouch for first aid. This isn’t the same, everyone is fine. Except he didn’t know that, did he? For all he knew, Legend and Four could be-

He bit his lip, hard, furrowing his brow and ripping his mind away from the past. It’s not the same. Even if he could practically hear Zelda’s raspy voice, even if he could almost see the red beam aimed at his forehead, even if he could nearly feel the weight of his failure crushing him. His fingers closed around a cool glass bottle. Before he could withdraw it, footsteps carried through the rain to his ears. His shoulders tensed and he twisted around, reaching for his sword where it lay beside him. Then he froze, eyes wide.

Legend stood several paces behind him, swaying dangerously, sword lifted in both hands and wavering. His face appeared ashen and pale, lips parted as he breathed in short pants, eyes blown wide open. Mud and grass clung to his tunic and skin, a streak marring his cheek and forehead. Wild figured he must have fallen down the hill as well.

“Veteran!” Wild called, doing his best to turn around without agitating his wound. “Are you o-“

“St-stay back!” Legend gasped, staggering back a few steps, clumsily swinging his sword. “They tol… he… you lied- he- he lied to… I did’n…” His gaze grew unfocused and he tilted too far one way, stumbling and collapsing onto his side.

Wild turned onto his hands and the ball of his left foot, ignoring the waves of fire fanning through his wound. He awkwardly crawled on hands and one foot over to Legend, wary of the sword still held in the veteran’s hands. Legend blinked, eyes drifting around. His eye sockets appeared sunken in contrast to the stark white of the rest of his face, lips chapped and pale. Then his gaze snapped to Wild and his expression twisted. He wrenched his sword up, pointing it at Wild even as he remained on his side. Wild stopped short, pulling back slightly then hissing in pain as he unconsciously tensed the muscles in his legs. He choked down the response as best as he could, slowly lifting one hand to placate Legend while keeping the other on the ground to support himself.

“Vet, hey,” he panted, trying to look as nonthreatening as possible. “It’s me, it’s the champion.”

Legend blinked, sword lowering a hair. Then a particularly big drop of rain fell from the trees above them and splattered against his nose. He tensed again, knuckles white around his sword, the tip of the blade shaking violently. “It wasn’t me!”

“I- I know,” Wild tried, keeping his hand raised, palm out toward Legend. “I know you didn’t, just-“

“Did’n… did’n you recognize ‘im?” Legend panted, water trailing down his face. His eyes appeared bloodshot and Wild realized not all of the liquid was rain. “Why’d you… why’d you kill… left… left me…” His gaze grew distant again, expression relaxing slightly. His sword dropped slowly, rain pinging of the blade.

“Veteran,” Wild tried again, wanting to move closer but not daring to. When Legend didn’t respond he said, “Link. Link, look at me.” Legend’s gaze sharpened slightly, eyes settling around Wild’s face. He squinted like it was blurry, fear molding into his features.

“I didn’t do it,” he said, almost a whimper.

“I know,” Wild said. “I know and wherever- wherever you are right now, you’re not- it’s- it’s over. Okay? It’s over, Link.”

Legend stared at him for a long moment, the corners of his mouth twitching downwards, lower lip quivering slightly. His brow knitted and his gaze slowly drifted away from Wild. His sword lowered further. “Everyone’s gone.”

Wild’s gut twisted at the words. Everyone is dead, Zelda’s voice whispered in the back of his mind. “I’m sorry,” he said quietly, hand lowering.

“I wasn’t fast enough,” Legend murmured, words nearly lost in the rain. “Could’n… could’n save him.”

“We can’t save everyone,” Wild whispered. He wasn’t even sure Legend could hear him.

Legend’s sword dropped the rest of the way to the ground. All of the fight left him in an instant as he let out a sigh, sagging against the ground, rain pattering against him. He blinked slowly, then looked up at Wild again.

“Champion?” he murmured.

Wild let out a breath, giving him a weak smile.

Legend planted his hands on the ground. He tried for a few moments to push himself up, arms shaking violently but eventually gave up. “Where’s… Smithy?”

“I don’t know,” Wild responded, moving closer to Legend now that the veteran wasn’t hostile. “Me and the rancher were looking for him.”

Legend’s brow furrowed as Wild reached him, gently checking the veteran over for injuries. “Wh… what happ’ned?”

“I was hoping you could tell me,” Wild murmured, coaxing Legend onto his back. As he did, he leaned too far forward and his calf muscle tensed. Hot pain burned through his leg and he stifled his yelp between his teeth. Legend looked up at the sound but didn’t seem to process what it was, gaze drifting away a moment later. After assuring himself that Legend wasn’t injured aside from his illness, Wild sat back slowly, wincing as the movement boiled in his calf. Legend mumbled something as Wild reached into his pouch for his elixir, but he couldn’t understand what the veteran said. Wild pulled the cork out, reached for the knife in his leg, then hesitated. He took several deep breaths, readying the bottle against his lips. He wrapped his hand around the handle of the knife, suppressing his flinch. Then he yanked the knife out. He couldn’t keep himself from shouting as pain roared through his leg. He sucked in a short gasp, closed his lips over the mouth of the bottle and downed the elixir in one gulp. Black specks danced in his vision as he gasped, too shallow to get much air in. The pain in his leg slowly ebbed away along with the adrenaline, leaving him exhausted. He turned his leg to the side, tugging at the edges of the hole in his pants to get a look at the injury. The elixir hadn’t been enough to heal it completely, but it still reduced the deep stab wound to a shallow puncture in his flesh. A dull ache bloomed fiercely when he tensed the muscle, but not nearly as bad as before.

A hand grasped at his arm, fingers weakly wrapping around his wrist. He looked to see Legend watching him with a hazy gaze, mouth drawn in worry.

“H… hurt?” Legend croaked.

“I’m okay now,” Wild said, picking up Legend’s hand and squeezing it.

Legend blinked. Then frowned. “Sm… Smithy? Wh…”

“Rancher’s looking for him.” Wild bit his lip as he said it, casting a glance behind him up the hill. He hadn’t seen how many monsters were up there before falling, but it sounded like Twilight had been fighting at least a couple. He remembered the sharp yelp of the wolf before he fell and he clenched his jaw, hoping Twilight hadn’t been hurt. He turned back to Legend to see the veteran’s eyes sliding closed, lips moving as he murmured something Wild couldn’t hear. “We need to get you back to camp and out of the rain.”

Legend’s eyes fluttered open again at Wild’s voice, a glaze having settled over his eyes. Wild got to one knee, tested putting weight on his right leg. It certainly didn’t feel good, but he could manage through it. He released Legend’s hand and hobbled a couple steps away from him to grab his sword. He slipped it back into its sheath then picked up Legend’s blade as well.

“Hey,” he said, dropping to one knee and shaking Legend’s shoulder. Legend mumbled incoherently, eyelids flickering. “C’mon, we gotta go, Vet.”

Legend didn’t give much of a response. Wild gently threaded an arm under Legend’s back and lifted the veteran up into a sitting position. He sheathed Legend’s sword to free both his hands then crouched beside him, wrapping an arm around Legend’s back and draping one of the veteran’s arms over his shoulders. He tried to stand but Legend groaned, face whitening even further, eyes squeezing shut.

“Deep breaths, Vet,” Wild said, pausing in his attempts to get up. Legend kept his eyes shut, breathing shallowly through his mouth. Once a hint of a flush returned to his cheeks, Wild tried standing again, much more slowly. Legend turned his face into Wild’s shoulder with another groan, doing very little to help Wild. The champion eventually managed to bring them to their feet, calf throbbing as Legend sagged against him. He remained still for a few moments, allowing Legend to adjust to the new position. Rain continued pelting them from above. One hit Legend’s ear and it flicked, scattering the water. A small smile tugged at Wild’s lips. Legend eventually lifted his head from Wild’s shoulder, blinking water from his lashes as he looked around them unsteadily. Wild took a step forward and Legend clumsily followed along, boots dragging through the mud. But he remained upright and the two slowly began making their way toward camp.

Legend’s head tilted back and he looked up at the sky through the trees. His expression pinched. “It’s raining.”

Wild’s grip tightened around Legend, mouth set in a line. Zelda’s voice still rasped at the edge of his awareness. He suspected Legend heard something of his own.

“Yeah,” Wild agreed. “It’s raining.”

#linked universe #linked universe fic #linked universe fanfic #ruby writes #febuwhump #febuwhump2024 #four's fine btw twilight found him lol #also in case anyone's confused about zelda's dialogue it's because i used what she says in german translated to english #it's actually quite different from what she says in english and i like it better lol #lu wild #lu legend #lu twilight #he's there for a little bit

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"F" is for Family - Day 1

by tragicclownwrites

SpongeBob, Squidward and Gary head to the countryside to spend the week with SpongeBob’s family. Squidward soon finds out it won’t be as small of a crowd as he suspected.

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#woo! first chapter! #squidbob #spongebob #squidward #sbsp #spongebob squarepants #squidward tentacles #squarepants family #tragic clown actually writes #fanfic #may add links to prev/next chapters as i post #fic update #multi chapter #FifF #it's technically still tuesday here lol but it's wednesday mostly everywhere else