I’m so excited to see all the lovely Moodboards you create! You’re so artistic! I would love it if you did one for an archaeologist or Egyptologist AU. Or even one with Adam and Harrison 💛
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BLOOD EVERYWHERE
aftg · aaron minyard centric · 10.5k, t
on trauma, mirrors, and memories
Before Nicky can do more than open his mouth, Andrew says, “I’m abstaining from violence.” Nicky closes his mouth and looks at him. Andrew smiles, almost as guileless as when he’d been on his meds, and spreads his hands. “Joan of Exy’s convinced me.”
Aaron snorts. That seems to wake Kevin up, and gets him back on track. “Andrew’s not involved,” he tells Nicky impatiently. “Between Aaron and Neil.”
“Why are Aaron and Neil fighting?” Nicky wants to know.
“They’re not,” Kevin says at the same time that Neil says, “He’s jealous of my superior relationship,” and Aaron says, “Have you met him?”
read on ao3
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trying to figure out the trolls' deal in the spy comedy au is Mostly trying to figure out who could possibly figure out each other's secret identities and trying desperately not to let them get in contact
like, could Equius pin Nepeta as Dersite Spy Agent Arsenic? I mean probably not- he was more on the tech side of the Dersite Coup that ousted Condy, so while he's heard of Arsenic, and Nepeta's heard of a petty noble-born who built death machines for Fef, they wouldn't necessarily peg each other's true identities. hilarity ensues as they both try desperately to keep their identities secret to protect each other, thinking that the other is just their childhood friend, a Totally Normal Dersite Civilian
could Terezi peg local librarian ''''Miss Vrissy'''' as Agent Arachnid, the rogue Prospitian agent? Hell yeah she could- she only spent decades training together with her and keeping Arachnid in line in her identity as Agent Gallows- therefore, these assholes can never meet in their civilian identities, lest Terezi immediately clock Vriska and chase her around the city trying to capture her so that Prospit can stop paying Auxiliatrix to attempt assassinating Vriska every night
could Eridan recognize that the Prospitian socialite Lady Fisher is actually runaway new Ruler of Derse Feferi? Well, he's got his suspicions, but also it's a Mrs Doubtfire kinda situation- like, how do you prove, without a shadow of a doubt, that this bubbly well-established socialite from a politically respected Prospitian family is actually your ex the runaway Princess in a wig? That's just not the kinda shot you take unless you are absolutely sure. Meanwhile Feferi has her suspicions that Prospitian arms dealer Mr Angelo might just be Eridan in a terrible looking mustache but again- not the kind of shot you take unless you are CERTAIN.
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...well now I am adding the TFE JazzProwlWave+Tara fic to the docket.
I feel like Prowl and Soundwave wouldn't initially be interested in each other, but eventually get along. Soundwave and Tarantulas are very neutral but Jazz is determined to befriend her Prowl's first love and eventually Tara stops bristling and they get on friendly.
Tarantulas is ready to be the most attentive Dad ever and is very excited about the polycule babies. Post babies Soundwave and he start to warm to each other more.
Definitely picturing a Santuary Station situation in a place mostly uninhabitable. Maybe some place similar to Snake Island? A deal for space as long as the land and animal population is maintained and trespassers are removed.
Okay I love inspiring crackfics via my crack thoughts
That's gotta turn out so interesting
Oooooo yesss on the island thing! I can see that in general being a deal for some decepticons? Maybe? The idea that they get some territory of their own is interesting, and probably would help prevent negative human/mech interactions
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I have like half a dozen aus rattling around my head right now including
hunger game au branwen a couple years after her games, shackled to the capital and so so good at playing its games but slowly starting to unravel under the endless horror (she finds purpose in these tiny, insignificant rebellions until a certain someone drops a comment at the edge of one of those interminable parties, and she's never sought out anyone involved with the games before but ozy makes it easy to get in touch) (idk if sabine would already be on board or not but I like to imagine a hushed rooftop conversation where the spark is finally back in bran's eyes and maybe they aren't Them yet but sabine finally gets why everyone was rooting for this wild-haired, windswept girl from Four)
hunger games au daichi, would would honestly rather die than take the life of another child forced into this, except that his father is old and fading and daichi will do anything to get back to him and make sure he's taken care of (the worst version of this is one where zaref is reaped the same game; the best is one where they stumble across each other after)
dark au girls where they're shipwrecked on some godforsaken spit of land and the navy is coming for them, but there's this minuscule chance that sabine's people will get there first, and even as they're saving each other's lives and working together to survive there's the understanding that one of them is going to walk away in chains (they don't; whoever's people get there first leaves the other to hide and doesn't mention their presence. one more strike between them, though at that point neither is quite sure what the score means or who's winning)
zombie au and that good ol' "who could shoot a loved one" question (daichi faced with his father; he could do it but it would break him. he'd just completely shatter. dai on his knees, silent, all his strings cut, and someone desperately trying to get him to move before the rest of the horde shows up)
that one au where middy and eniko are childhood friends reconnecting and I think probably eniko has gone through Some Shit since he last saw middy and there's a pretty heavy helping of "I can't be your friend again I'm not that kid anymore I'm all fucked up now" and middy being middy is like "you can't stop me" (and she's right! he can't! she's literally just as bright as she was back then and all the feelings he thought he'd shed or atrophied or forgotten come roaring back to life and he ends up on his back in branwen's apartment at like 2am stiltedly admitting "I.... like her" like it's the most awful thing and bran's like "oh buddy")
da: inquisition au spymaster eniko keeping tabs on everyone and captain ar calagri getting on his case about it
au where daichi and zaref get a night off to go bowling or something idek
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I'm really just thinking about the "which is better: loving a popular character with bad fan opinions or loving a less popular character with good fan opinions" poll because I don't think the experiences are that different. Like, if you go hard for a less popular character, you have the benefits of talking to a small group of like-minded folk who do share good opinions, that's true. But any time wider fandom tries to interpret said less popular character, it's sure to be a take just as vacuous and wrong as popular character meta can be (because they genuinely haven't put in the effort to understand the character) and usually whatever that take is is what's going to be popularized (so people can continue not putting in the effort to understand the character). So then you still have to deal with misinterpretation and bad opinions of the character, but without the added bonus of lots of cool art and literal pages upon pages of fic to choose from. From personal experience, I don't really think this is better. I'm not sure it's worse, either, but I wouldn't call it better
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@schittscreekdrabbleblog
"So how do the wishes work?" David ask cautiously.
"You write them down in the visitor log, then Rosebud does her thing."
David rolls his eyes, doubtful. "So what is it then? Magic pen, ink?"
"Magic motel. Rosebud reads them, and makes up her own mind on how to grant the wish."
"Ew. Is the motel alive or something?" David turns over the fountain pen in his hand, as if it would tell him everything. As if the walls, themselves are listening, the pen breaks and squirts ink all over. "This is Givenchy!" David sputters. Stevie bites back a laugh.
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