#and then i was like ... wait... there's no reason the roadtrip au

[aroaceleovaldez]

Can I hear more about your roadtrip au? I dont have a specific question I'm just absolutely *Delighted* by this idea and would adore more!

YES YOU MAY ANON

the au is essentially: In the beginning of TTC, instead of the gang getting picked up by Apollo to go back to CHB, they wait for Sally to turn her car around and come back to pick them up like she said she would if they needed and Thalia, Percy, Grover, Bianca, Nico, and Zoë all end up piled in the car for the eight hour road trip from Maine back to Long Island.

It’s basically the quest character arcs speedrun but also Nico and Sally are there. Why are Bianca and Zoë in the car instead of traveling with the Hunters back to CHB? Idk, reasons. Probably Bianca and Nico insisted on traveling together and Zoë volunteered to chaperone. Whatever the reason, it ends up basically eight hours of these kids absolutely at each other’s throats. Bianca and Nico are fighting. Zoë and Thalia are fighting. Thalia and Percy are fighting. Percy is two seconds away from throwing Nico out of the car. Zoë is pretty close to doing the same to Grover. Thalia, Percy, and Grover are also all extremely upset about Annabeth being kidnapped by the Titan Army and are worrying themselves sick the entire time. Nobody’s slept, least of all Sally. It’s a mess. But in this chaos, they can all agree on one singular thing: Do Not Piss Off Sally. Despite them trying their hardest to kill each other in the back seats, they are also trying so hard to not disturb Sally, because she is wonderful and is being nice enough to drive them back home.

(More under the cut cause the extended explanation got long):

There are of course dangers besides the teenagers trying to kill each other - other things want to kill them too. They’re a car absolutely packed full of demigods that’s stuck on the road for eight hours, with as far as they know two children of the Big Three on top of that (and later, they will learn, actually four children of the Big Three). So they have to book it back to CHB, which means stopping as little as possible. But conversely, that means this car full of upset ADHD teenagers are not allowed to stretch their legs for several hours, which only makes things worse. There is seat kicking. Nico has spent literally every hour since the school dance trying to get anyone to play Mythomagic with him. The CDs in Sally’s car are voted not to be played and Thalia is denied the aux cord. There is ipod kidnapping. Nico is introduced to the entire MCR discography in an attempt to get him to shut up. The batteries of both Thalia and Percy’s ipods die. Thalia claims she cannot charge batteries with her powers. Twenty minutes later her lie is caught. Thalia refuses to charge Percy’s ipod. They end up agreeing to listen to a random CD of swing music Bianca finds at a rest stop for an hour. This is one of many arguments they get into.

They get like four hours into the drive before Sally goes “It is like, 10am, I have not slept, I need to sleep or I will crash this car.” and pulls over and tells the kids to not kill each other. The kids try to kill each other quietly but out of concern of being too loud and disturbing Sally they all finally decide to get out and stretch their legs. Then they find out Nico and Bianca are children of Hades and Nico intimidates everyone into finally playing Mythomagic with him. This is one of the first ceasefires of the entire drive, entirely out of fear that the ten year old is gonna sic the undead on them if they don’t play his silly card game. So they just sit there outside the car playing the Tensest Mythomagic Game Ever. Nico is ecstatic about this development. Grover has moved on to eating his second deck of cards out of fear.

By the time they actually get back to CHB they’ve stopped trying to kill each other and share a mutual respect in a way you can only achieve from being trapped in a hellish roadtrip with someone for eight hours. Minus Nico, who everyone is just Slightly More Afraid Of, because they’re still not sure he’s not above using his powers to make people play Mythomagic with him. Nico does not care and is still delighted that people actually played Mythomagic with him.

As a bonus, here is a doodle i made while initially discussing this au, featuring The Great Mythomagic Truce Of Hour 4:

#pjo #au #aus #ask #anonymous #percy jackson #grover underwood #thalia grace #bianca di angelo #Zoë nightshade #nico di angelo #sally jackson #i love this au for how ridiculous it is. it's just a very chaotic roadtrip #the car doesnt ever get destroyed. theyre just all having An Awful And Surprisingly Normal Time In The Car #theyre just a bunch of teenagers who hate each other. in a car. with Percy's mom driving them home. #except all the teenagers have superpowers. #somebody probably ends up in the trunk at some point for a little bit #just. banished. #tbh its probably either nico or grover and sally stops the car until they un-banish whoever it is. #also if anyone's curious the seating arrangement (at least to begin) is definitely #Backseats - Thalia / Bianca / Zoë #Middle - Nico / Percy #and then Grover riding shotgun and Sally driving #so Bianca and Nico and Thalia and Percy all have access to try and kill each other #Nico is probably kicking the back of Grover's seat for the first hour #Zoë probably kicks the back of Percy's seat a little. just for funsies. #and Zoë and Thalia are giving each other death glares and only arent actively killing each other because Bianca is in the way

[itsjaywalkers]

fucked up roadtrip??? please say more!!<3

hi kat dear <333

okay so this one has been only an outline for WEEKS now, probably even months, and idk why bc i love the concept and i can't wait to write it

it's a horror au??? loosely based on a horror podcast i love (the left right game) and that i recently listened to again. in fact!! i remembered about it bc of @grimjobs fic which i have in my tbr list and i CANNOT wait to read and scream to them about it

anyways the general concept of the podcast is: a journalist (alice) disappears after going to visit a man obsessed with the paranormal (rob) that she was going to interview and write an article about. this happens bc she joins him in what i like to call the most fucked up roadtrip known to making (and hence the title of the wip), which starts with a game!! the left right game!! and you play by getting inside your car to take a drive, taking a left, then the next possible road on the right, and then the next possible left. you repeat the process endlessly until you end up somewhere........... new :)

the story follows what happened to alice while on the road, alternating between her and tom, who is an old friend of alice's from uni and who, for some reason, received the recordings of alice's investigation and is trying to find her!!

i'm probably gonna change the storyline tho and play a little with the concept of the game and the "road" !! but it's gonna be gory and creepy and generally fucked up!!!

it isn't gonna focus too much on romance, but the main ship will be jegulus (with a bit of an age gap). there's also gonna be evan and pandora as twins and wolfstar!! and maybe rosekiller/pandalily?? idk i'm still thinking about it

#thank u for asking about this one i really should start writing it #instead of just playing around with the outline #and using it as an excuse to listen to the podcast #god i love it so much i can't believe it's been years since i first heard it #wip game #kat tag #<333 #fic: fucked up road trip

[yellowmagicalgirl]

Have the origin of my fic Things that Won't Last! (I'm still archiving old AU's)

So, Douxie and Krel get off on the wrong foot. Douxie cuts in line, and he isn't able to make it up by freeing Krel from the ice bc in this AU it was Zoe who helped to make the time trap. Afterwards, Krel is a little rude to Douxie for the cutting in line incident, and Douxie is rude right back because his grief over Merlin is impacting his ability to be polite to people who aren't polite back. Their friends try to get the two of them to maybe be a little nicer to e/o but eventually give up. Besides, it's not like Douxie and Krel's snark is actually hurting anyone, it's just annoying to deal w/the two of them.

It goes on like this for years until the Arcane Order kidnaps Douxie and Krel. (They also knock out Claire in the process, and by the time she wakes up Douxie and Krel have been so thoroughly hidden away that she can't find them).

In the mean time, Bellroc and Skrael forcibly merge Krel w/Gaylen's core. They also try to steal Douxie's magic from him, but all they can manage is to mess w/his connection to it. It still hurts, of course, and makes Douxie feel empty, but it doesn't completely break him. What does break Douxie is when Krel comes to kill him. His steps are jaunty, and his eyes, the tips of his hair, wings glow a sickly gold, the same gold of Morgana and the Green Knight. Douxie doesn't have the magical strength to fight back, so he pleads with Krel for a few short moments before shaking his head.

"There's nothing I can do to reason with you, is there? I know you hate me, but please just make it fast for the sake of our friends."

Douxie closes his eyes and waits for a blow that doesn't come. He opens his eyes, and watches as a neon red and electric purple light burns off the gold.

"Speak for yourself. I… I never hated you," Krel says before he takes Douxie's hand. And they run, and then Krel flies the two of them away from the base until they awkwardly crash-land in an empty field. Douxie is too tired to say the instinctual biting words at Krel. They find out they're slightly closer to Arcadia Oaks than NYC, so they decide to start a roadtrip together.

(They for some reason can't pick up burner phones, and of course between Gaylen's core and Douxie's new Magical Trauma™️ Claire can't portal to them.)

They decide not to kill themselves by renting a car and driving w/o stops aside from switching off drivers, so instead they have to stay at a lot of motels that, coincidentally, only have rooms with one bed! Technically, said beds are big enough that Douxie and Krel can go to opposite sides of the bed, but more than once Douxie wakes up to find Krel clinging to him. Maybe an excuse could be made for how Krel has wings he didn't have before and sure, one of them is stretched out behind him, but the other is protectively laid over the two of them.

Douxie doesn't say anything because even though Krel gets on Douxie's nerves during every waking moment (or at least he did before their capture) he's always found Krel attractive… and Douxie knows he ruined anything they could've had

Both of them silently agree to be nicer to each other, and yet they also both are unnerved by how nice their companion is being. And yet, when their conversations don't devolve into biting snark too, they find they like each other as friendly acquaintances. (They both consider themselves too far gone for more.)

After multiple close calls in fights (and multiple times of listening to Douxie cry himself to sleep, not reaching out bc Krel knows that Douxie dislikes him for no reason and yet once he's asleep Krel reaches out to comfort and hold Douxie) Krel ends up tinkering w/some Akiridion technology he had on him when captured and attaches it to Douxie's staff, and this amplifies what magic Douxie can summon. Douxie thanks Krel, and it's probably the first time he's ever given such a genuine unguarded smile to Krel.

"I never thought Akiridion technology and magic could have ever been so compatible." I never allowed myself to wonder if we could've been so compatible.

And then, sometime after this, the softness couldn't last. Krel is lamenting the changes brought about after having been merged w/Gayen's core, and Douxie tries to make a soft comment about how not everything's changed, but. Douxie is tired. It's far too easy to make an assholish comment about how thankfully Krel's still slightly shorter than Douxie. He's found that he really likes Krel, though, and internally he's screaming because he doesn't want to go back to how they were.

On instinct, Krel snarks back that Douxie should wipe the smirk off his face, or Krel would remove it for him. He doesn't want to go back to their rivalry either. Douxie asks just how Krel would remove said smirk.

And finally, the tension that's built between them for years finally breaks when Krel kisses Douxie, and Douxie kisses Krel back before Krel can apologize for overstepping. This time, when they fall asleep Krel is already holding onto Douxie.

(When they get back to Arcadia Oaks and their friends, said friends are thankful that the two of them are alive but also very confused by the way they're holding hands)

#krexie #tales of arcadia #toawizards #3below #gaylen!krel #hisirdoux casperan #rivals to lovers #krel tarron #my writing #my au's

[beckyblah]

I remember you made a dsmp roadtrip au a little while ago and i was wondering if its okay if i make one following a similar plotline? a roadtrip au with those characters has been floating around in my head a lot lately, but the most practical reason for them to go on a roadtrip would be to find wilbur again, and i mostly credit you with that idea…

of course it would be a bit different, with more characters, a slightly different timeframe, different sequence of events (pretty much just fluff oneshots that follow some sort of plot progression) but i dont want to steal or take your idea or anything, so thats why im asking here before i make the au (and if the idea is too similar and youre uncomfortable with it, thats completely fine!/gen)

anyway sorry for the long ask haha, just wanted ask this question rather then not ask it :>

Ok firstly - sorry for the wait! I saw this at work, made a note to answer when I got home, and then immediately forgot.

Secondly - yes of course you may make anything you want based off of my idea! And to be honest, I definitely don’t think it was a super original one on my part haha! No one owns ideas but even if I did, I think it’s very cool to get more content about stuff I like!

Cant wait to see what you come up with!

#ask #dsmp

[izzy-b-hands]

Crossed

Weird roadtrip au kind of thing??? in small random scenes?

TW for a moment of emetophobia in one scene

eventual steddyhands.

pls know that this entire fic literally only stemmed from me thinking abt Con doing that arm around the passenger seat thing while backing up a car and going 😳 😍👀 over it. That's it. It's been three days ajsndnfngn

anyway pls enjoy

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"I don't mind driving," Izzy mocks himself. "Why did you say that? Why would you ever say that?"

"Do you not like driving?"

Izzy jumps at the sound of Frenchie's voice. "Thought you were helping order food."

"There's a slight argument over fries and them being salted or not," Frenchie says. "And it was getting..."

"Uncomfortable?"

"Putting it mildly considering it's literally just fries and Roach literally carries packets of salt and pepper and other stuff with him because...well, Roach," Frenchie replies. "I think we've been in the car too long."

They have, all of them, almost definitely. But Stede insisted that a cross country trip to a country none of them had been to would be good for them all. Bonding and fun and freedom!

Except he chose the United States, aka the biggest fucking desert of a country Izzy's ever had the displeasure to drive through. Not that it's all actually desert of course, but with how far away some cities are from the next, it may as well be.

Add in highway hypnosis now in the prairie states, and Izzy...Izzy is done.

"We've got to get to California yet," Izzy says. "Or Washington. Not sure if Stede and Ed have finally decided."

"How close are we?"

"We," Izzy announces as he peers at the maps app on his phone. "Are currently in Minnesota. That is approximately...1,400 miles and some change away. If we drive without stopping, it says we could get there in less than a day."

"Yeah, in an empty car that'll roll off a cliff into the sea," Frenchie snorts. "Well, not empty I guess. I think we'll all have killed each other by then, without a single break. So our corpses would be in there. Bloodstained windows the only sign of life as we roll through town..."

Izzy stares at Frenchie. "I think we should stick to taking breaks."

"Probably should."

--

"Seriously?" Izzy scoffs. "We were pulled to the side of the road before I started eating! The car is off!"

"All I see is a driver, in the driver's seat, eating. That's illegal here," the cop replies, shoving a ticket at him. "Not sure what else you expected."

"I expected after hours of driving while my food got cold, I could pull into an empty gravel fucking field near the highway and eat," Izzy scowls.

The cop studies him. "Step out of the car."

"Oh for fuck's sake-"

"Sir, I do not appreciate that tone. Out of the car, now."

Izzy looks back to his sleeping companions, all apparently out hard enough that none of this has so much as made them blink an eye open.

He steps out and hands over everything the cop asks for, down to his passport. Then he leans on the car and waits while everything is looked over.

And waits.

And waits.

And waits.

"What on earth are you doing out there?"

Izzy peers into the car. "How did you get to the front seat, Bonnet?"

"Crawled."

"Why?"

Stede pauses. "I'm not sure. I think I was still half asleep."

"Well, I'm in trouble for daring to eat in a stopped vehicle," Izzy mutters. "Asshole has been over at his car for ages now, 'checking documentation.' Surprised he didn't ask for-"

"Sir?" the cop trundles over. "I'm gonna need the paperwork for everyone in the car, and I've called a drug dog as I have reason to suspect you might be carrying something we don't want in this state."

Izzy gestures to Stede. "See?"

Stede clambers out of the driver's side door awkwardly to stand by Izzy. "Let me handle this! Sir, sir! I need to speak with you about this before you escalate things!"

The cop turns to them. "I'm escalating things?! Who the fuck even are you; where did you come from?"

Stede scoffs. "The car! Where else? Now this is a silly misunderstanding and I want this resolved!"

The cop blinks, then smirks with a lick of his lips. "Everyone out of the car."

"What?" Stede asks, clearly aghast.

"OUT OF THE CAR, NOW!"

"What did you two do?" Ed asks groggily as everyone makes a half asleep panic dash out of the car.

"I was eating," Izzy replies. It's not a lie.

"I got out of the car," Stede says.

Also not a lie.

Ed frowns. "I don't believe either of you, but I'm too cold and tired to dig into this. Can we just bribe him and leave?"

"Ed!" Stede hisses, then pauses. "Oh. You did read about that being done in the States now and again, didn't you?"

"I did. We don't plan to come back here, right?"

"Absolutely not," Izzy says, before Stede can make any differing plans for them.

"Then let's try it," Ed sighs, arms wrapped around himself in his oversized hoodie. "I want to go back to sleep. At this rate, I might be doing that in a jail cell no matter what."

Stede is the one to step forward, a couple of hundreds in his palm. "Um. Sir?"

Ten minutes later, they're a few hundred poorer and back on the road.

"Thank fuck that worked," Ed sighs in the backseat, snuggled against Wee John and Frenchie. "Now hopefully he doesn't realise those are the fakes Frenchie made up."

Stede, now up front in the passenger seat beside Izzy, shoots him a look.

Izzy presses the gas pedal slightly harder, and focuses on how many miles are left to get them out of North Dakota.

--

"Why is this place so much?" The Swede mutters. "Too much land."

"Too much to drive across," Izzy agrees. "They all out again?"

The Swede nods towards the backseat. "Think the food at the diner did it. So much food..."

"Stede wants us to experience the richness of the country," Izzy sighs. "And that was all certainly rich."

"He kept the leftovers in the cooler," The Swede mutters. "I can't. Maybe tomorrow I could try more, but I don't think I'll even be hungry for dinner."

"Buttons will eat whatever the rest of us can't," Izzy says. "Buttons with his iron stomach."

There's a tense pause, and Izzy instinctively slows the car just slightly.

"About to be sick?" The Swede asks. "Me too."

"Yup, give me a second to get us pulled off the road."

--

"We've decided on Washington!" Ed announces. "For sure this time."

"Please," Izzy mutters. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, you can put this town into the GPS," Stede adds, handing over a sticky note with a hastily scribbled name on it.

"This isn't in Washington," Izzy says. "This is in Oregon."

"Portland?" Stede wrinkles his nose. "No, we have it right."

"There was some sketch show literally set there," Jim says. "With the town name in the show name. That made clear the town is in Oregon."

"Was it any good?" Roach asks.

"I'm curious too," Stede says.

"Look," Izzy says, just loud enough to be heard over the beginning din. "I will drive to one state. Choose one. Google the fucking city and make sure of where it is. Otherwise I decide which city we stop at."

"Geez, fine Dad," Frenchie snorts. "Will you turn the car around next?"

"Yeah," Izzy whips around in his seat to stare Frenchie down. "Yeah. I fuckin' will. And then we'll have to spend another fucking...I don't even know how many hours in this car!"

He regrets it immediately. "Fuck. Frenchie, I'm sorry. And Bonnet-"

"No," Stede hesitates. "This was maybe too much all at once."

"No, it," Izzy splutters. "It... I'm just tired."

"I think we all are," Fang says softly. "Why don't we find an actual hotel instead of sleeping in the car, and start fresh tomorrow?"

"I can cover it," Izzy says, and puts the car back into gear before anyone can argue. Normally he'd have no wish to stay any longer in a place as bland as Idaho, but desperate times and desperate measures.

--

"Izzy," Stede sighs. "What is this I hear about you not buying yourself a room?"

"I'm good in the car," Izzy says through a mouthful of stale danish stolen from an ice cold brunch platter in the hotel lobby. "I haven't gotten to fully lay down in the backseat once yet. I'm excited for it."

"You're not serious."

"As serious as I am about stealing the rest of these when the clerk goes back into their office," Izzy gestures towards the remaining four danishes. "Fucking starving."

"I noticed you didn't eat much at the last drive thru," Stede says, arms crossed, bouncing lightly on his feet. "What's that about?"

"Only had time for a bite if we wanted to stay on schedule," Izzy replies. "And I wasn't going to try and eat in the car again after that last incident."

"Come on," Stede holds out his hand. "You accidentally got Ed and I a room with two queens."

"So long as you two are in there, yeah."

Stede snorts. "Well, we need a third one in there with us."

"You're okay sharing a bed with me?"

"What on earth do you mean?" Stede asks. "Ed-"

"Likes to sprawl out. And hasn't been able to for days on end. I got you two beds in the room for a reason."

"He'll end up on one alone, stretched out every which way," Stede says. "Never mind, good call."

"You still want to share with me?"

"I am not letting you sleep in the car," Stede replies, and snags his hand. "Forget the danishes. I told the clerk to switch out your credit card for mine for the rest of the charges on our room. They have room service until midnight, and it's only ten right now..."

"You'll spoil me," Izzy chuckles, but he's happily surprised. "I am sorry. About the thing in the car. This hasn't been all bad by any stretch."

"Yeah, but it has been...intense," Stede says as they wait for an elevator. "Maybe next trip, we pick one city and stay there for a week, hm?"

"Where do you have in mind?"

"I don't know. New Orleans?"

"It'll either be amazing or a complete disaster," Izzy says. "As long as someone else does more of the driving, I'll go."

"Good," Stede grins as they step into the first elevator and head up to the twelfth floor. "It might be an amazing disaster, you know."

"True," Izzy smiles.

"I was planning to give Ed a blowjob in Storyville, so long as I can find an appropriate place for it," Stede continues, leading Izzy out of the elevator and towards their room. "I'd love to do the same for you."

"What?"

"Iz!" Ed shouts as Stede opens the door. "I'm glad you listened to him and came up!"

"Did you hear him?" Izzy asks.

"About the blowjobs? Yeah," Ed smiles. "Come lay down! We've got bad movies to watch and room service to order."

"Okay," Izzy lets the tension flow out of his shoulders for the first time in days. "That all sounds good...blowjob included."

--

"This," Izzy sighs. "Isn't bad at all."

"That's it?" Ed giggles. "Poetry, Iz."

"Shush," Izzy scolds him playfully, tucked against him by Ed's arm around his waist.

On his other side is Bonnet, taking in the view of the sea from the grass and rocks near West Point Lighthouse.

"It was worth it," Frenchie says as he and Wee John pass by them to head back closer to the lighthouse. "By the way. Thanks for this, Stede."

"And Izzy, for doing so much driving!" Stede adds as they walk away. "Ah. Sorry about that."

"S'alright," Izzy says. "I know they're glad they didn't have to do much of it."

"I know it's sort of cold," Ed says. "But you guys wanna sit here for a little bit longer?"

Stede nods. "Everyone is either doing the same or wandering it seems. I think we have the time."

They carefully settle themselves down onto the ground, before resuming their previous snuggle.

"I know we had planned to fly out in the next day or so," Izzy says. "But maybe we stay an extra few days."

"I told you he was still having fun," Ed faux whispers and gently jabs Stede. "See?"

"I think that would be lovely," Stede smiles. "We'll get some hotel rooms and make another few days of it here."

Izzy nods and lets himself fully relax into Ed, listening to the crash of the waves.

#text post #ofmd fic #this...was not supposed to get this long #I've been working on it for three days when i wanted it done in an hour when i first started it #anyway!!! #steddyhands #by the end at least lol #i will get this up on my ao3 too just probably not anymore tonight nabsjfnf

[tennessoui]

you are honestly so GOOD at writing clueless miscommunicative obikin that for several fics/aus i'm just like. they are never going to fuck. it's never going to happen, they're too stupid to figure out how to kiss. i love them both but also unless someone smushes their faces directly together then each of them is going to continue to be the dumbest blindest most anserine idiots forever and ever and ever





and yet, i always believe you have the power to steer them to a satisfying conclusion. u have earned my Trust.

that said roadtrip au obikin aren't gonna admit they're a loving married couple until one of them has died of old age and rey is giving a eulogy abt how much her parents' relationship showed her what real love and patience and compassion is and the remaining obikin will be like 'rey, honey, you know it wasn't like that i wish it had been i love/d him more than anything but we weren't, y'know, together' and rey murders him with a Look and gets to bury both her dads on the same day

lol thank you for all these compliments (i believe i specialize in miscommunicating/oblivious obikin and i am happy that that is the way the world works) and also for the absolute truth bomb at the end of this ask

can you imagine roadtrip au obikin moving through life and just never ever completely confessing and the other one NEEDS a complete confession or else they WILL be able to explain it away.

Rey's teachers have a poster posted in the teacher breakroom the day before parent-teacher conferences to remind everyone that they should absolutely NOT refer to rey kenobi-skywalker's (hyphenated for legal reasons only btw) two dads as her two dads TO her two dads, unless they want to have to sit through fifteen minutes of spluttering and convoluted explaining as to why two best friends are co-parenting a child in the apartment they've shared for like a decade and a half now, and yeah, maybe you DID see us canoodling in the fro-yo shop while we waited to pick Rey up from school, but it was Valentine's Day! We call it Palentine's Day! The one day of the year--beside birthday suit birthday nights and also besides any sudden pregnancy + pregnancy hormones in case Obi-Wan ever gets pregnant after the one night stands he's DEFINITELY been having (obi-wan nods seriously at this)--that we can platonically gently and worshipfully sleep with each other BUT that doesn't mean we're DADs to our--the CHILD!! we are dad and uh. dad. but separate. but yes we're married for legal purposes. but we should really just treat this parent-teacher conference as separate conferences. one of us should really leave the room to allow privacy, but then we'd have to let go of our bff's hand and that makes both of us sad :( platonically sad :(

#asks #roadtrip au #no yall are not prepared for the next chapter #i thought it all through last night stuck in traffic at 11PM #obi-wan invents hoops just to jump through #all my love to the both of them but omg #squick tag: a/b/o #squick tag: mpreg #obikin

[basicallyahedgehog]

First Lines

The incomparable @tackytigerfic has started a first lines game and I thought, why not? Find their incredible first lines here

List the first lines of your last 10 stories (if you have fewer than 10, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 people!

I'll Be Loving You (359 words, hurt/comfort, established relationship). Harry found him on the porch, his knuckles white where he gripped the railing. 

Mads (441 words, slice of life, established relationship) Harry shut the door behind him, wrestling himself out of his coat whilst trying not to jostle the box in his arms. 

The Love You Find (13.6K, ex-auror partners, roadtrip, getting together) Harry gaped at his partner, unable — or unwilling — to believe that he had heard correctly.

Like This, My Beloved (996 words, pure fluff, established relationship, 1st person POV) I didn’t think I would see you again, after the war.

My Heart Was Unprepared (2.5k, epistolary, kind of, 8th year) 1st September 1998.

All The Time In The World (7k, trans male Harry, coming out, getting together, best boyfriend Draco) Harry gripped the edge of the sink, his knuckles white in his attempts to keep himself grounded.

Still Into You (289 words, established relationship, salt and pepper drarry) They told me that it would fade, this feeling.

Always In My Heart (2.9k, Narcissa-centric, AU in which Lily and Petunia are actually Blacks) Narcissa sat at the Slytherin table, watching intensely as the year's first-year students filed into the Great Hall.

The Strings That Weave Us (1.9k, getting together with the aid of some magical thread and a family tapestry, pink haired Draco) It was all Andromeda’s fault.

With You Between My Arms (2.1k, slice of life, drarry through dances they share, songfic) For reasons known only to herself, McGonagall had decided that a graduation ball was a great idea, as if this class hadn’t been through enough.

Apparently I don't have any pattern at all with first lines - in fact the only pattern here is that almost all of these were written for someone specific. I think my favourite is from Strings, because it makes me laugh. Poor Andromeda.

If you see this, consider yourself tagged. Please tag me if you decide to do this, I can't wait to be exposed to so many great fics I don't know of!

#drarry #drarry fic #first line game #my writing

[wellbelesbian]

Either/Or

thanks for the tag @martsonmars! i’m always terrible for these because so smirks i refuse to choose one or the other, it has to be both.

slow burn or love at first sight // fake dating or secret dating // enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers // oh no there’s only one bed or long distance correspondence // hurt/comfort or amnesia // fantasy au or modern au // mutual pining or domestic bliss // smut or fluff // canon-compliant or fix-it // reincarnation or character death // one-shot or multi-chapter // kid fic or road trip fic // arranged marriage or accidental marriage // high school romance or middle aged romance // time travel or isolated together // neighbors or roommates  // sci-fi au or magic au // body swap or gender bend // angst or crack // apocalyptic or mundane

like Marta, i’m going to put some explanations below the cut, if you’re interested in that

slow burn or love at first sight- i love a good slow burn, even though it can make me impatient sometimes 😂 good things come to those who wait, i guess

fake dating or secret dating- it’s about the pining

enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers- i would have thought i would be team enemies to lovers considering most of my ships and my OCs follow that pattern, but i just love friends to lovers. knowing someone so well, slowly realising there’s nobody else who gets you and you want to spend all your time with… and either route you can take it, where person A panics thinking person B would never like them back that way OR where they can clearly see how the other feels but still take forever to vocalise those feelings because they’re afraid of change… this may be veering into idiots to lovers territory, but it’s just so great.

oh no there’s only one bed or long distance correspondence- i will write bed sharing into every fic i possibly can. again, it’s about the pining! being so close yet so far… falling asleep facing away from one another but waking up in each other’s arms, and pretending still to be asleep so you can enjoy it for just a minute longer…

hurt/comfort or amnesia- i’m just kind of over amnesia fics, they were a big thing in my wattpad days but i don’t tend to read them anymore

fantasy au or modern au- i’m in the carry on fandom, which is both, but i just love fantasy, i always have

mutual pining or domestic bliss- both are fantastic bur if my earlier answers are anything to go by, it’s gotta be mutual pining

smut or fluff- i can read smut, but i’ll probably never write it. it just makes me cringe, and i don’t know what i’m doing, i’m ace!

canon-compliant or fix-it- what is fic for, if not correcting canon’s mistakes?

reincarnation or character death- two characters being reincarnated over and over again until they get their happy ending is my SHIT

one-shot or multi-chapter- my ADHD can’t be doing with multiple chapters

kid fic or road trip fic- kid fics just aren’t my thing, while roadtrips have so much opportunity for chaos

arranged marriage or accidental marriage- i’ve written both, don’t make me choose!

high school romance or middle aged romance- now that i’m out of school, it just doesn’t interest me anymore

time travel or isolated together- see, most of these are two opposite ends of a spectrum, but these are barely related. so i object to having to choose one or the other. both have their own strengths, if used correctly.

neighbors or roommates- i’m in the carry on fandom for a reason

sci-fi au or magic au- i’m so bad at sci-fi but have always loved magic. though, magic in space, i could abide.

body swap or gender bend- not much preference here, i don’t read much of either but body swaps sound a bit more interesting. though saying that, i have literally written fem!snowbaz…

angst or crack- they’re both good!!

apocalyptic or mundane- life is stressful enough as it is, thanks

this was fun! i tag @nonbaznary @dreamingkc @otherpeoplesheartachept-2 @bazzybelle @shemakesmeforget @confused-bi-queer @ileadacharmedlife @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists @gekkoinapeartree @themandilorian and @basiltonbutliketheherb

#tag game

[squireofgeekdom]

sensible people, probably: squire, please, please work on one of your wips  me, writing nearly a thousand words of notes on my self indulgent roadtrip au concept that i will almost certainly never write:  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#squire talks #squire's adventures in the archive #well sorta #lISTEN sometimes you watch a star trek episode whose plot you want to borrow #and you realize it would fit perfectly into an au concept you already have #CRITICAL CARE IS BASICALLY JUST RATCHET'S BACKSTORY ALREADY #absent... well okay a lot of stuff with the kidnapping and also the ending #but SERIOUSLY #get me the script i will get you a dozen 'incorrect' ratchet quotes #and also i was looking at my post for #'things i would have loved if EOS had been 40 issues of buddy roadtrip shenanigans' #and like 'dang i want to write these' #and then i was like ... wait... there's no reason the roadtrip au #needs to end when they find drift.... #i could write all these things but from a new angle..... #like the odds i have the energy to write another multichapter in this fandom #in 3+ years when going home and mitm are finished? #slim to none #but i do have fun thinking about it #and you never know #the self indulgent roadtrip au #squire havent you written all your ratchet feels in the 40k+ of ratchet centric oneshots you've already written #plus all his appearences in your other fics? #the answer is Absolutely Not

[sie-rui]

❀ ON MY WAY TO SOMEWHERE (2) | TOKYO REVENGERS

;; going on a road trip with toman

🥛 — sano manjirou ( + tokyo manji gang )

🧾 — gender neutral, second pov (you/your), cursing, fluff, humor, au - everyone lives / nobody dies, au - modern, aged up characters (18), platonic relationship, pining, imagine

✉ — this is like a month late- ahaha- but the amount of research this took almost killed me :DD

🔖 — [ 1 | 2 ], sources [ 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 ]

Tokyo to Hokkaido is no joke.

“We literally have less than an hour left before we arrive at Tsugaru,” Draken tries to gain his patience by breathing in and out in heaps but it was clearly not working. “Why can’t you just hold in your gluttony until then?!”

Mikey continues on shoving his spoon to his mouth.

Everyone else was scattered around the small family diner, almost taking up the whole place. Nahoya and Souya were taking pictures with the food and commenting on it as if they were professionals—you remembered that they were indeed planning on opening a restaurant soon after they graduated from high school.

Pachin and Peyan were inhaling bowls after bowls of food in the same table with the twins just like how Mikey was doing beside you. Takemichi was asleep, head on the table and Chifuyu was slightly leaning on him, also on the brink of falling asleep. Hakkai was with them on that table, trying so hard to keep his eyes open but he had let go of the spoon twice. Baji was chatting about something with barely lucid Kazutora and Chifuyu while eating.

Mikey raises his chopsticks in front of your lips, waiting for you to open your mouth. You accept the piece of oma tuna and the blond beams at you before going back to his food.

Mitsuya slides a bowl of fried rice to Draken and the man angrily swipes at it, swallowing the food with vengeance instead while glaring at Mikey. You silently sympathize with him. The eight hour ride was torture with Baji and Pachin yelling at each other midway, Nahoya almost punched Kazutora, and Chifuyu’s mom calling and scolding him for not buying cat food for Peke J before he left.

At some point, Yuzuha called as well to make sure that Hakkai didn’t leave anything behind and that they were going to eat breakfast.

That was the reason why all of you were sitting in this tiny diner instead of heading straight to the port where the ferry was waiting.

Draken looks at you. “This is all your fault.”

You raise both of your hands along with your brows. “Wanna fight, Ken-chan?”

Technically, this is your fault.

If you hadn’t brought up the plans of a roadtrip in the first place, all of you wouldn’t be in this mess. But then again, you only regret it by half. Especially when you look from the corner of your eye to see Mikey pressing his face onto the window and watching with awe as a dog runs past as if everything was entirely new to him.

Draken was about to retort when Mitsuya kicked him from under the table.

“Y/n-chin, Y/n-chin! Look!” Manjirou pulls at your sleeves excitedly, pointing outside.

“That’s a dog, Manjirou.”

Draken and Mitsuya give you a look, catching on to the way you called your friend instead of the usual Mikey or idiot.

“I know but I want one!”

“Look in the mirror.”

Pachin chokes on his food. (And it was entirely not related to what you just said.)

There were arms tightly wrapped around your waist, hot breath fanning the side of your cheek and a leg over yours. But what ultimately woke you up was when you felt lips on your forehead.

Wearily blinking your eyes open, you groan at Mikey’s face that was too close for comfort. “Get out of my space, Manjirou,” you groggily started pushing at him but he only held on tighter, silent, draping all over you with his whole body.

You knew that he was awake despite him trying to keep his eyes closed.

Mikey was heavy. Even worse was that you could quite literally feel his toned chest from the loosened yukata robe, his arms caging you as he nuzzles his face in your neck.

“I can’t- Fuck- DRAKEN HELP MIKEY IS SUFFOCATING ME-”

The fusuma slides open and Draken stands in his own yukata, an irked expression on his face as he stops inside, ignoring Mikey’s whining, and pulling him away. “Why can’t I have one single hour of peace? Baji just accidentally burned a futon.”

You breathed out a laugh, still laying on your back as Mikey gets dragged away and Takemichi peeks inside the room, almost getting scratched in the face by a pouty blond.

The door closes behind them.

You could barely remember what happened last night when you guys arrived in the inn but you were pretty sure that you shared this room with Mitsuya, Draken, Mikey, and Takemichi (because Takemichi had to be separated from Chifuyu and Hakkai as well as Kazutora and Baji or else he was going to do something stupid as well).

No one else was in the dark room but you. Mikey’s futon is still a mess beside yours while Mitsuya’s and the others’ were already folded and properly put in its storage. You huff, sitting up, already knowing that you were the one who was going to fix up Mikey’s mess.

“That brat.”

(Takemichi sits down beside Chifuyu who was nibbling on his chopsticks with tired eyes. The emerald-eyed glanced at him before doing a double take when he saw the aghast look Takemichi had on him. “What’s wrong?”

“Chifuyu,” he starts, gulping thickly. “Does Y/n-san not realize how Mikey-kun feels?”

“Did you finally realize that?”)

Despite being August, the beginning of summer, the temperature in Sapporo was colder than in Tohoku and Tokyo. Mikey, frankly, did not give a fuck that everyone else was dressed in layers while he was in a simple shirt.

“Manjirou, please just put this on,” you sighed as he danced out of your reach from the coat you were holding. “Dammit.”

You turned around before bolting out of there, slipping in the coat over your own while doing so. Mikey screams at you to not leave him behind but you don’t even look over your shoulder, already knowing that he was right behind you.

“Y/n! I was joking!”

Where in the world is everyone else?

One thing you knew was that the twins had dragged Takemichi with them to the paid area of the Shiroi Koibito Park. Baji went to buy souvenirs for his mom and Pachin went with him while Peyan and Hakkai checked out the cafe. 

You had no idea where the only two sane members (Draken and Mitsuya) and the Kazutora and Chifuyu duo ended up but you sure do hope that you’ll bump into them to get Mikey off your back.

“Ack-”

A hand was on your arm, catching you before you fell after tripping over your own foot in the wide field. Mikey wraps his arm around your waist, the other on your hand as your chest hits his.

He smirks at you and you snort at the look on his face.

“This is too cliche, Manjirou.”

He shrugs. “Well, if you say so…”

Then, he lets go of you.

Mikey adjusts your head on his shoulder to make sure that the bone wasn’t digging on the side of your face. You hum in your sleep, inching closer to him with your hands wrapped around his arm.

Manjirou only leans back on his seat, head on top of yours as he keeps an eye out to some strangers who were giving you looks. His other hand lays on your hand, lightly grazing on your skin, ghosting above the old scars in your knuckles that were there because of your involvement with Toman. Your involvement with him.

He kisses the top of your head, tiredly blinking.

Mikey was the luckiest man on earth just by being a friend of yours. Just by being a person you care about.

And yet, Sano Manjirou is selfish. Being a friend wasn’t enough, being your partner wasn’t enough. He wanted to be more. He wanted to be yours, he wanted you to be his. Not just as childhood friends or as siblings (like how some people see the two of you).

Mikey wanted to be your boyfriend. He wanted to be the person you leaned onto. He wanted to be the person you would look for in your hardest times. He wanted to be the person who would fight anyone that tries to hit on you. Not as your friend but because he was in love with you.

That was all he ever wanted for his birthday. Not this trip, not the way you call his name. It wasn’t enough anymore. Mikey was insatiable and all that could fill him was you.

Today is August 17.

He had three more days to make you realize that just your heart for him and him alone was enough to satisfy him for his birthday.

He sighs. For now, he was going to carry you home because Mitsuya had forgotten the both of you and herded everyone else back to the car to drive to the inn.

will have one more part.

[ coffee: sielouu ]

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[pluviatrix]

not sure if you’ve been asked everyone yet but either way, perhaps this ask could be a “free space” for anything not already covered?

im gonna do warriors cuz NO ONE ever asks abt him and i love him to death and also hate him

-i really really like the idea of wars being a noble for some reason? every link is a commoner with the exception of legend being a bastard royal son, so it would be a nice kind of variety! also no farm boy would have clothes that nice, a scarf that silky, or hair that neat . this boy is like an earl at the least

+ being a knight captain at what, 23? that stinks of nepotism methinks

-wait isnt it canon he wears eyeliner?? makeover days with the boys

-i’m tempted to say he’s high maintenance but like this is in comparison with wild “rain is a shower,” wind “i’m a middle school boy,” and twilight “what’s the point of showering if i’m going to go muck out a barn right after” so i think he’s just normal

-long-ass pretentious noble name (earl cashel link roscommon of estbrit-on-mound, my beloved)

-he has the poshest english accent ever and it’s annoying as hell

-he and twi have an ongoing pissing contest in the form of who can be the most big brotherly. they both think they are winning.

-he can braid like nobody’s business

-in a modern au he’d have either the most obnoxious starbucks order ever or he’d just get iced black coffee no matter what

-roadtrip with wind, four, and wild in the car chanting ‘mcdonalds’. he pulls into mcdonalds, orders a single black coffee, and leaves. time would do this too but wars can’t keep a straight face the whole time like time does

-due to a nobleman’s son education, he can play several instruments, speaks 3 languages, and is well-versed in hylian history and literature

-resting bitch face

-out of the nine, he is the one that looks most similar to First, even beyond just the scarf thing

-he can’t stand near sky for very long with his spaulder on cuz he gets static electricity zapped

#lu warriors #linked universe #linkeduniverse #ask #loz

[willowcrowned]

Hey so I decided to reread Phantom of the Past AU and is there a moment where Anakin makes a joke about not having any troopers and then just pauses like "Wait, Rex was nine when the war started, there were at least a few waves decanted before him, so the Alpha batch was probably in production at least eleven or twelve years before the war started and OH SHIT WE HAVE TO GO TO KAMINO, THEY ALREADY STARTED MAKING MY FRIENDS" and waffles between "Rex hasn't been born yet" and "cloning... bad."

There is now!

I’m going to say it happens while he and Ani are on Tatooine, because what’s one more stop on the galaxy’s weirdest roadtrip? He frees Shmi— with money, so she can’t be used as a hostage— and then slaughters a few slavers, because he’s Anakin, and it’s not like anyone is going to tell him no. Ani offers to help, and Anakin laughs and tells him that he’s nine; the last time he had a nine year old him out— hey, wait a minute. Rex was nine when the war started, and if he was one of the middle batches— 

Anakin drops the spaceball bat he’s using to bludgeon someone to death. They need to go to Kamino.

(Would it make more sense for him to call Obi-Wan, who went to Kamino the first time, is more subtle than Anakin, and was actually on the Council and therefore can reasonably fake having the authority to take the clones into custody? Yes. But this is Anakin Skywalker. “Sense” is more of an abstract concept to him than anything else.)

#thank you for bringing up this au again I love it #asks #phoenixyfriend #phantom of the past au #willow's aus #star wars #star wars au

[cornflower-cowboy]

🔁👀💯 👌🏼 💘 😭

This one really took me forever to put together (mainly because I had the stories from Madina's ask open because I wanted to read them again) but we managed and here we are.

🔁 A fic you’ve re-read several times

I already answered this before but since I have so many favourite fics, I'll just pick another story.

Ashaya (Tehs-tor) by Adenil

Another story to add in my already long list of fake/pretend relationships. The story is really good mainly because Spock and Leonard are so clueless to their mutual pining and because Amanda and T'Pol are amazing.

👀 A fic that you love a normal amount

This Is The Dumbest Thing You’ve Ever Done by @edgeofdesiree

This story was written for me by Jade (adding to the already many reasons why I love it) and is just amazing. She's an amazing writer and this fic toes the line between heartfelt and soft, and funny and Thiam-type-idiotic.

💯 A fic that makes you think #writergoals

This is a hard one because there are so many authors that make me think that. I think I'll choose a top five author's and my favourite works (one author from five fandoms I like)

Star Trek - So Throw The Gates Wide Open by @psicygni

Set after Beyond, the crew goes back to collect the bodies of their friends. It focuses on Bones' perspective and has includes the rocky but budding relationship with Spock (yes another Spones story).

911 - i want your midnights by allyasavedtheday

Pick any story of @littlespooneven and I can assure you that it will be amazing. While this isn't the first story I've read of hers, its the one I keep coming back to because of how good it is.

Different meeting AU where Buck rents Eddie's spare room.

Teen Wolf - Airplanes by Captainmintyfresh (@thiamfresh)

This story was the first ever Thiam fic I read. I lost it (back when I was new to ao3) and was more than happy to have found it again. It's basically roadtrip Thiam.

Supernatural - Turn on the Stars by happy_to_be_here

Kidfic/high school AU with abusive John but caring Cas and his family. Incredibly well written, and while (obviously) sad, it's also quite heartwarming.

Death Stranding - You're the Hero by ChangeTheCircumstances

This hurt my heart more than I would have liked. It's essentially an canon divergent AU mainly focusing on Cliff before branching off into different POVs. And all character's in the game make an appearance.

👌🏼 A fic someone else recommended to you

I Didn't Know I Was Lonely 'Til I Saw Your Face by @hmslusitania

This wasn't really a rec, but Madina (@arrenemris) made a gifset (which is amazing by the way) and I immediately went to go and read the story. It's an AU Different meeting story where Buck and Eddie go to couples therapy together, even though they had just met (in therapy).

💘 A fic you couldn’t stop reading once you started

remind me to forget by orphan_account

So I'm the kind of person that doesn't really like romance movies. If it's a thriller, please leave the romance out. But there's this one exception and it's Safe Haven (based on the Nicholas Sparks book of the same name) and it's a guilty pleasure of mine. This fic is a Lone Star Safe Haven AU with Tarlos and my heart bleeds with how good it is.

😭 A fic that ripped your heart out (but it hurt so good)

Leave the Light On (I'll Be Coming Home) by @hmslusitania

Hayley is known for her angst and this was no exception. I sat at the edge of my seat the entire time, waiting for Eddie to make his way back home. Essentially a 'what if Eddie's will had to be put into affect and Buck became Christopher's guardian?' fic.

Any more asks will be looked at later today or tomorrow, but still feel free to send some through!

#teen wolf #911 #death stranding #star trek #911 lone star #supernatural #This makes me want to create a 2021 fic rec list now... #questions kasey! they are asking you questions #anonymous #Thiam #buddie fic rec #buddie #destiel #spones

[redjaybathood]

So I'm curious, what is your stance on Alfred? I ask cos from what I've read/seen he seemed to be the first one to jump on the "Blame the child for his own torture murder" bandwagon, straight up greeting Bruce with "Its not your fault, the boy was determined to disobey toy" & then a few months later being A-OK with putting the rich neighbor kid in a Robin suit with no training & total confidence in the kids success. Even Bruce seemed to take several years of character decay to get so dismissive

1) Nothing about Alfred and Jason's relationship hurt me more than this panel:

I mean, ok, it's not main canon, it's a cartoon universe, except for how it's one of the most popular cartoons for Batman in ever, and Alfred isn't a bad guy there, he is the guy you supposed to like and trust. So you see this exchange and don't think, "what a fucked up thing to say to a kid - what a completely fucked up thing to say about the kid. You know, the one that died on your fucking watch". You see and think: "Jason was a trainwreck waiting to happen, and Alfred and Bruce are saints for trying to prevent that".

And this is the most glaring, obvious, and handy example of that shit.

2) There's, you know, a lot of stuff in fandom where Alfred is the mom, you know, the real parent, the perfect guy with a dry wit and shotgun and a fitting inspiring remark for any difficulty. More emotionally available even than Bruce for some reason. Yeah, okay. I write him this way sometimes too. But.

While I understand and appreciate that sometimes you just need characters to be the best version of themselves - I wish it wasn't default. And, you know, when you want something in fandom, they better get down to do it themselves, thus

3) I have a "Jason runs away early" roadtrip jay&roy au that I started and didn't finish more than a year ago, but yeah, actually, Alfred was one of the antagonists. He was one of the reasons Jason ran - being suspicious of Bruce alone wasn't enough to send him running. and he covered it up until it was impossible to. Was I being uncharitable to Alfred there? I don't know, maybe.

4) Look, Alfred isn't a villain but he's not a good guy. Family-wise. He is enabler. Whatever good exists there between him and the kids, or how many times he took a kid's side, it all boils down to one simple fact:

His priority was, is and always will be Bruce.

And that's not a bad thing for him as a character, but it doesn't make him a good person or, more importantly, a (grand)parent figure.

#alfred pennyworth #asks

[tennessoui]

I’m obsessed with all your fics and you but the a/b/o fic with a pregnant obiwan is killing me I love the floof so much

so happy you like the roadtrip au as it's one of my favorites too!!!

have about 2k more because youre awesome <3

(squick: a/b/o)

They’re somewhere in eastern Ohio when Anakin clears his throat and turns down the music. Obi-Wan’s back in the front seat with him, munching on a stick of beef jerky he’d never in a million years eat if it hadn’t been the most appetizing thing in that last gas station. Obi-Wan hates these cravings, can’t make sense of them at all, seeing as he hasn’t even eaten beef in fifteen years.

Anakin had just laughed and bought five different flavors, just to make sure Obi-Wan had something he liked.

All the rest of the food is in the back on his nest, which makes Obi-Wan a little grumpy because the only thing that should be on his nest is him and Anakin, but it’s not like there’s anywhere else for the food to go. Obi-Wan needs all the room in his seat to stretch out his legs, and if they put the food in the trunk then they’d have to stop every hour or so for Obi-Wan to get out and get it, which wouldn’t work at all, because Anakin doesn’t like it when Obi-Wan leaves the car, even if it’s just to walk around the side of the car to the trunk.

So the food is in his nest and Obi-Wan is coping with that intrusion fairly well. There’d only been some light pouting about it before Anakin had offered to keep it beneath his feet, but that would be too dangerous to even really consider, and Obi-Wan had shut up. His alpha would just be stupid enough to try it, too, if he thought that’s what he really wanted.

But. Obi-Wan’s munching on a long piece of beef jerky like it’s a carrot, and he’s thinking about what sort of things he should be eating for the sake of the baby, when Anakin turns down the music and clears his throat.

At first, Obi-Wan thinks this is because this is his music hour, and Anakin is just tired of listening to it.

But the alpha is tapping nervous beats on the steering wheel, not in time with the song at all, and it makes Obi-Wan pay attention.

“So you never told me what this alpha was like,” Anakin says, staring straight ahead. “This...uh.”

“Set,” Obi-Wan supplies.

Anakin’s proud jaw flexes and he purses his lips as he changes lanes. No one’s coming from behind them and they’re not about to pass anyone, but Obi-Wan’s a terrible driver, so he’ll give Anakin the benefit of the doubt.

“Right,” the alpha says. “Set. You never told me what Set was like.”

Obi-Wan takes a bite of his jerky so he doesn’t have to respond right away.

The truth is, he doesn’t particularly remember what Set had been like, other than surprisingly eager to get into his pants. He’d smelt vaguely like leather and rain, but what in Seattle didn’t smell vaguely like rain?

He’d looked like Anakin in the low light of the bar. He’d had the same jaunt to his nose, the same thick eyebrows. Almost--but not quite--the same color of hair. He’d been an alpha who looked like Anakin but looked at Obi-Wan the way Anakin never would.

And that had made Obi-Wan indefensibly weak.

“Ah,” he says instead of saying any of this. “I…”

“Never mind,” Anakin decides just as suddenly as he’d spoken. “You don’t have to tell me. If you don’t want to.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to…” Obi-Wan trails off, unsure of how to continue. Anakin’s tense on the other side of the car, and his scent is heavy and everywhere. “It’s just that we didn’t....ah.” He clears his throat and looks out the passenger window. “We didn’t talk much.”

The car swerves just slightly. Anakin must be tired. They’ve been on the road for nine hours, with the frequent stops calculated in.

“I think we should stop soon for the night,” Obi-Wan proposes when Anakin makes no move to say anything else.

“You didn’t talk much?” is the alpha’s reply. The tone is unreadable.

Obi-Wan blinks, his hands finding their way to his belly as he looks over at his alpha. Unreadable usually means angry when it comes to Anakin, but Obi-Wan doesn’t understand why.

“You just...what, you just saw him across the room making drinks and that was enough? Skilled with his hands, was he?”

Obi-Wan inhales sharply. They’ve been friends for so many years that they’re comfortable enough around each other to make jokes about their sexual preferences and partners. But this isn’t a joke. This has teeth and Obi-Wan’s already feeling sensitive. “I just...I was lonely,” he mutters, turning his body away from the alpha. “He reminded me of something, I don’t know. He was sweet. And clever and he made it clear what he wanted.”

Anakin draws in a breath, but Obi-Wan doesn’t particularly want to hear anything else. “I want to be done for the day now,” he tells the alpha as a blue sign with the next exit’s hotel options flash by them. “Please stop at the next exit.”

For a second, Obi-Wan isn’t sure if Anakin will, but the alpha surprises him by slowing down and taking the exit.

It’s nothing special, the motel they find. Feeling a little bit angry and childish about it, Obi-Wan demands that Anakin stay in the car while he goes and gets them a room. His alpha’s nostrils flare as the tendons in his neck stand out, but he agrees.

Good. He can stink up the car with his pheromones while Obi-Wan gets things done. Typical alphas.

Despite what Anakin seems to think will happen if he lets Obi-Wan out of his sight for longer than five minutes, the attendant at the hotel gives him no trouble at all.

“And would you like a single or a double?” the woman asks, staring at her computer. Obi-Wan falters.

He wants to say double, because he thinks it’s necessary to reestablish lines and boundaries between himself and his al--the alpha. He doesn’t want to take advantage of Anakin, feels awful just thinking about it. He wants to say double, because they’re just two friends taking a road trip together. They can afford two separate beds.

He wants to say double.

“A single should be fine,” is what his mouth says instead.

The woman hums agreeably and keys two cards with the information. He finishes the transaction feeling as if he’s underwater. What has he done? The woman hands him the cards and he walks out of the lobby in a daze.

His alpha is already mad at him for reasons he doesn’t really understand. How mad will he be when he finds out that Obi-Wan couldn’t control his omega side again, and now he has to spend the night pressed up against him? Sure, they’ve done that before, for weeks now. But this is different. Anakin can’t just leave if he decides Obi-Wan’s become too clingy. He’d have to sleep in the car if he needed to go.

The thought pulls a distressed keen out of Obi-Wan’s throat, and he doesn’t have time to banish his anxiety from his scent before Anakin’s there. The man hadn’t even been waiting in the car where he’d left him. He’d been leaning against one of the pillars of the hotel’s entrance. Obi-Wan has the ridiculous mental image of Anakin slowly slinking closer while Obi-Wan was inside, getting out of the car to lean against the door, then moving to lean against the trunk, then to one of the columns that holds up the ceiling of the drive-in entrance. Then to the entrance itself when Obi-Wan was taking too long.

The thought makes him more distressed. Anakin is such a good, protective friend, and Obi-Wan is still taking advantage of it.

Anakin is quick to wrap his arms around Obi-Wan and pull him into his chest in the shade behind one of the potted plants just outside the sliding double doors. He sniffs at his neck and then runs his hands up and down his sides as if he’s afraid someone had pulled a knife on the pregnant omega in the ten minutes he’d been inside.

“What’s wrong, what happened,” Anakin murmurs, resting his hands on Obi-Wan’s tummy. “Did someone say something? Are you alright? Omega, Obi, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Obi-Wan sniffles, holding out the keys to their room. “They were…”

And then he lies. It’s about protecting himself, his child, he thinks. If Anakin leaves now, who will protect them both? He needs the alpha. More than that, he needs Anakin.

“They were out of double rooms,” he hears himself say. He grips at Anakin’s shirt with both of his hands and turns his wet eyes upward. He needs to keep Anakin looking at him and not at the mostly deserted parking lot. And Anakin’s the type of alpha who would drop anything to help a distressed omega. That’s always been Obi-Wan’s experience, at least.

“Are you…” Anakin furrows his brow and strokes over Obi-Wan’s tummy again. He’s had a fascination with it since the beginning of the pregnancy. “Are you upset you have to share a bed with me?”

“No!” Obi-Wan gasps, offended that that’s even the conclusion Anakin has drawn. “Of course not! I just...I’m sorry you don’t get the choice….” He falls silent when Anakin pushes his thumb against his lips.

“Obi, it’s alright, baby,” he murmurs. “I don’t mind, I really don’t. We’ve shared beds for years now. Why would this be any different?”

Obi-Wan pouts against Anakin’s finger, and the alpha graciously removes it. “Because...you wouldn’t be able to leave and sleep somewhere else if I’m…” he wants to say too much, but he doesn’t know how to phrase it in a way that won’t make Anakin say something he doesn’t mean out of sympathy for him,

“Didn’t we go over this already?” Anakin murmurs, petting his hair and making Obi-Wan look him in the eyes. “I’m not leaving you, Omega.”

It feels as if Anakin’s slipped in a bit of Alpha command, what with the way Obi-Wan’s body reacts to this. But what would the command even be?

“Let’s go get our stuff for the night, yeah?” his alpha says. “We can get the bed all set up in a nice nest, take a nap, and then find somewhere to eat. Are you craving anything in particular?”

Obi-Wan thinks about it as Anakin grabs his hand and leads him back to the car. Anakin takes out both their suitcases, but won’t even let Obi-Wan wheel one in.

He’s given the bag of snacks to carry instead, along with Anakin’s college sweatshirt.

“Pancakes,” he decides. “I really want pancakes.”

“Then that’s that,” Anakin smiles down at him. “Nest, then nap, then pancakes for the omega.”

“And the baby,” Obi-Wan says, framing his stomach with both hands.

Something dark flashes across Anakin’s eyes, but it’s gone before he can get a read on it. It hadn’t been anger though, he knows that for sure.

“And the baby,” Anakin agrees.

#asks #roadtrip au #squick tag: a/b/o #squick tag: mpreg #obikin #meanwhile of course anakin is just struggling with the fact that this guy got to sleep with obi-wan #after just standing and making drinks and they apparently hardly even talked??? #absolutely unfair #awful #anakins trying his best to be understanding and not act like a friendzoned alpha #but its very painful

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Who’s writing new BP fics? It’s feeling kinda dry out here

Oh you gotta keep looking cause they out here!!!

NEW/NEW-ISH BP FICS

- winter wonderland series (25 days of christmas challenge), Chunk series (updated)- @ghostfacekill-monger

- you better watch out series (25 days of christmas challenge), baby daddy series- @teakturn

- couple’s getaway series, message therapist erik, erik and you have relationship issues that need to be resolved, incubus erik x reader series, gamer erik humiliates his girl, christmas wishes & mistletoe kisses series, all vampire eriks stories, drug dealer erik gets ino an entaglement with a married woman series, erik teaching his daughter how to love her dark skin, assassin erik and his girl london make up for lost time-   @nahimjustfeelingit-writes

- all i want series- @thadelightfulone

- the jabari that stole christmas, misfit wakandans, er*k in a box, t’challa’s 12 days of christmas, the jabari-cracker, christmas even will find erik, the coffee prince series (updated), song of stevens (not new but do read), will the bell ring? (updated)-  @eerythingisshaka

- chrismasing with you-  @ceeverse

- mama is wild, how he acts when he’s sick: m’baku “mama’s other baby’ jabari, peaches, how he acts whe he’s sick: erik “i can do it myself” stevens, how he acts when he’s sick: t’challa i’m fine” udaku, final decision, body pillow, the most dangerous game-  @akimi-youngblood

- his majesty, my king series; he chosen bride, a jabari wedding (not so new but do read), he wasn’t mad enough for me, clean-up woman, i wish you would, mistletoe series, dadmonger series- @snowbaku

- what if...?, without question, polaroids, the temple series, queen shuri, wh you are series-  @tchallasbabymama

- biggest puddle ever, crab legs, play fighting, the fight, let me tell you a story, stop, got it bad, what would you do series, sugar babe series, poetic justice, messing w/ erik while he’s playing the game, erik had a reputation of being a fuckboy. tha meant you had to be careful around him. guard your heart. it was a solid plan until he came in and ruined all your plans- @dreamingofmilk

- our christmas, how to feel, warm colors series (not so new but do read), thanksgiving w/ mr. stevens, valentine’s gumbo (sequel to thankgiving with mr. stevens)-  @mermaidchansons

- she likes me, huh? nuh uh, cute enough to eat, screams in the night series (updated), open up, autumn leave & cookie thieves, one way or another, mr. telephone series, you ain’t hear that?- @supersizemeplz (check masterlist)

- anniversary blues, the chosen one series (updated), the sweetest thing series, in the light series-  @devnicolee

- the arrival series, boxer!baku series (updated), fireflies and foot races, sessions-  @muse-of-mbaku

- 85 “you can’t cum unless i say so” & 89 “you’re drooling. you really don’t deserve it though, do you?”, seventy-three, “29, 75 & 82″, “5, 13, & 69″- @marvelmaree

- subconscious- @freddiefcknmercury

- shameful series- @iwrite4poc

- only forever series, what lies beneath series,bunme takes new york (part of space between series)- @dramaqueeenamby

- letters for my love series, just for this moment series, she’s mine series, abiona au series- @sarcastic-sunshines

- redemption series (updated), starlight series, dress up- @airis-paris14

- new start series (with “reader meets erik who is a single father”), round 2 series, reader sleeping over a erik’s, “erik and reader are opposites- like she’s so nice, calm and soft, and erik is mean... as always and his family is so confused on how they’re dating”, imagine where erik and the reader has heir firs date and when he get home he’s super excited and tell his friends how happy and in love he is?, erik with goofy reader on a mission, reader catching erik using her expensice skincare products afer she told him it’s off limit, hug time, erik ghosting after a fight with his gf & she hears he’s out acting single so she decide she’s single too. but he shows up & all like “who said we broke up?”,  reader is not answering her phone and erik is worried/irrirated because the day before he was mean to her and she left his house crying?, an imagine where erik finding out the reader is powerful (like a mutant), erik & mbaku fighting over the reader, found you series, erik helping his need tomboy bff get a makeover & he starts to get jealous of how much attention she starts to get from other guys,  vulnerable soft erik where he and the reader get into an argument and later that night he’s trying to sleep but can’t because she’s refusing to come to bed with him and he has to be vulnerable with her and tells her “you know i can’t sleep without you”?, “short imagine or headcanon ha erik finds out his girlfriend has more body’s then him or his a mafia leader, something between those lines. but instead of being upset for her not telling him he’s actually cool with it”, erik comforting the reader after finding out she lost a loved one and he had a good day, reader learns she’s pregnant and comes up with a creative way to tell erik , erik and the reader are set up on a blind date by mutual friends, “reader is studying for her upcoming test and she is frustrated with the amount of studying she has to do.  erik notices she has been studying for a long time, and tries to do everything to relax her mind”, erik takes reader to wakanda for the first time, erik sees his girl still sleep with a stuffed animal and by kinda makes fun of her but when she puts it up he sees she struggles withouth it?, “imagine with erik inspired by the somg caretaker by dram and sza, like maybe the reader is feeling a bit ill/nauseous and erik to take care of her”, diaper change, sofboi erik where he asks the reader to marry him, hc of erik being jealous of his girl is too close to t’challa? always texting/wanting to hang out when they visit, back to you series, readering driving erik nuts with cravings & mood swings. ex: interrupting his sleep for food runs only to say she doesn’t want that anymore when he returns & demand something else, “ whatever you’re trying to butter me up for, the answer is no”?, how did he meet his love?, life together, your first time, hurting, fears, sick day, jealous series, when you’re sick, night fights, two lines, opening up, newborn, comfort, some love, insecure, first steps, it’s time series, cool down time, first day back- @killmongerdrabbles

- back & forth-  @supremethunda

- baby mama series, again, move, guess, night, nsfw alphabet, bow- @woahitslucyylu

- reactions o their girl’s wap (with erik), erik and reader being petty in the house after an argument-  @tastingmellow

- next lifetime series, days off with erik, girls trip series (updated),the way you make me feel- @theficplug

-  only then am i human series,a little vacation- @opalsandlace

-faded series, waves series, concrete cowboys series, black boys bloom thors first series (volume 3)- @uzumaki-rebellion

- black tie event-  @laketaj24

- genuine, numb- @taterfics

- city boy and his country girl series, wake up, meet the furys- @blackmissfrizzle

- come thru, this lil’ game we play-  @writetimes

- in between the lines series- @melodyofmbaku

- him, her and us series; conversations and coffee trips series, dancing around each oher series, mrs., you again series, where are we now?, cold coffee, here we are again series, summer love (could be any of the marvel men including t’challa); love, apps, and attitudes series; give me a reason (search for t’challa x reader)-  @iliketowrite1996

- homewrecker series (updated), family reunion- @shaekingshitup

- unexpected things happen in the clucky’s drive-thru, where you going: a quarantine quickie, halloween, delicate series, the best man-  @majesticbrownjawn

- i like tha series (updated), shea butter (baby) series  @nachtaiwrites

- the spririt of christmas, dentist series (updated), waiting to get home, best friends series, line love series, hell loves satin: tales of a mascochist, tattoo party- @hearteyes-for-killmonger

- uncharted series (updated), metamorphasis series, the remodel series, the boy is mine series (collab with @dashhoney25), sweet heat, quarantine bae, throttle, sugar, toxic, fair is fair, work boo (updated)-  @soufcakmistress

- caught up series- @twistedcharismaaa

- homebody series- @truglori

- roadtrip series- @cecereads209

- lights out, a better man- @reelwriter19

- you mean it? series, haunted series- @heykillmongerluhme

- end in flames series, my health- @bvlckgirlmvgix (not so new but do check out!)

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