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iszapizza · 2 years
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Superbat but it’s that’s one scene from Atlantis
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kaxenart · 5 months
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How about Murat in cheesecake color palette? 😏😉😉
Mech Pilot Murat has been rotating in my head.
Cape for the 10m tall death machine was 300% necessary.
Unclear how many animals had to die for a 5 foot long plume.
Based on the Spinatia Fencer because a mech with sword and no guns is exactly the kind of thing a flashy Beau Sabreur would want.
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ladykf-writes · 4 months
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Just in case...
So there's a fic I'm totally not writing. >_> Just getting it out of my system! It's utterly indulgent. I have spent over 5000 words writing what would be a multichaptered panel talking about materia.
(The premise, if I haven't already chattered about it, is that Genesis and Angeal were rejected for SOLDIER. Genesis went on to become an influential academic. Yes he is on the panel talking passionately about materia. Yes Reeve is smitten. I can't help myself apparently.)
But yeah, I basically made this post to go "over 5000 words and I'm not done with the materia panel" I have no idea if people other than me, @case-of-traxits and @wandererriha would actually want to read this but guys, I had to tell you anyway. This is consuming me. I'm on CH8 of around-2K length chapters and I started less than a week ago. @_@
Please reblog for max exposure. Also just so you know, the poll doesn't tell me who voted for what, and I am working on the other fics at the same time. A Second Chance at Family needs one more chapter written, Dog Whistle needs some solid work for what I think is the final arc of the story, and Waltzing Through Time has an absurd amount of buffer so that's not a concern. I probably wouldn't start posting until Second Chance is done. If I post at all.
We'll see. Let me know in the poll, comments, and reblogs! Thanks for your support guys!
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chdmeeksmartins · 10 months
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the gang’s kids, in the au no one asked for, on film/polaroids throughout the years…
Elizabeth “Betsy” Victoria Kelso. Born January 15, 1979. ENFP. Enneagram 3w2. FC: Minka Kelly.
Louise Madeline Kelso. Born November 8th, 1984. ESFP. Enneagram 7w8. FC: Zoey Deutch.
Allison Katherine Forman. Born December 13th, 1986. INFJ. Enneagram 1w2. FC: Olivia Cooke.
Grace Nicole Forman. Born June 4th, 1989. ENFP. Enneagram 2w3. FC: Sarah Hyland.
John “Jay” Cameron Kelso. Born August 3rd, 1989. ISFP. Enneagram 9w8. FC: Ross Lynch.
Emma Jane Pinciotti. Born April 10th, 1990. ESFJ. Enneagram 4w3. FC: Sophie Turner.
Peyton Anna Hyde. Born May 13th, 1994. ESTP. Enneagram 8w9. FC: Madison Bailey.
Daniel Lucas Forman. Born September 10th, 1995. ISTP. Enneagram 5w6. FC: Jack Champion.
William “Will” James Hyde. Born January 26th, 1997. INTP. Enneagram 6w5. FC: Adrian Lyles.
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unknownchaos · 8 months
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I love seeing people relate their professions to whatever fandoms they're in because then I see stuff like "As a teacher, here are my hc about how these characters are with children" or "Au based on my job as a mechanic" and its so cool but then as a waitress I'm like. i can say with certainty that Scout would get into verbal/physical altercations with rude customers. i can draw Sniper in a waitress' uniform. but that's pretty much it
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unintentional-edgelord · 10 months
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Uhh so
You know how I mentioned in my MMZX/A headcanons list that Prometheus would have a death-related job no matter what world I wrote him in?
This may be the most self-indulgent fic I have ever started, in which Prometheus works as a forensic analyst, Vent is a police detective, and Ashe... well, you'll have to wait and see.
Hope you get a laugh/enjoyment out of this :)
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hemerae-ramblings · 10 months
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Chapters: 1/18 Fandom: HPI: Haut Potentiel Intellectuel (TV 2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Morgane Alvaro/Adam Karadec, Morgane Alvaro & Céline Hazan Characters: Morgane Alvaro, Adam Karadec, Céline Hazan, Daphné Forestier, Gilles Vandraud, Théa Alvaro, OC - Character Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, the canon divergence is way back, not fix-it we ignore canon in this house, Angst, Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Did I mention angst, Blood and Injury, Emotional Hurt, Denial, Slow Burn, Guilt all around, Spiraling, the author deals with post-finale feels by ignoring them and also giving them to our characters, engrenages vibes but just a little, lost causes and trust issues Summary:
Depuis qu’elle avait débarqué à la PJ il y a un an, fraîchement diplômée, leur taux d’élucidation avait explosé - tout comme l’ambiance paisible du département. Alvaro était brillante mais brûlait tout sur son passage, résolvant enquête après enquête sans se soucier des dommages qu’elle laissait derrière elle. Toute personne qui la contrariait risquait d’attirer sa fureur et Daphné avait choisi de se taire :  l’humiliation publique sur la base de déductions n’était pas son truc préféré.
AU. Que se serait-il passé si Morgane avait choisi de chercher Romain d'une autre façon ? En intégrant les rangs de la police, par exemple...
Se déroule bien avant la timeline du canon.
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Special thanks to @pia-writes-things for helping me come up with this AU, you rock ✨
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noirshadow · 4 months
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cruel to be kind
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Here is a little something I cooked up from the most unhinged recess of my brain. I always had the thought that Auguste was not the perfect brother that Laurent posthumously made him out to be. And what better way to explore that than with a high school style story?
Title from the letterstocleo song in the film, 10 Things I Hate About You
Read on AO3
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daniphantommmm · 2 years
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Breakdown sees Dani as KO’s new pet and doesn’t particularly care at first but then he realized she is tiny, adorable, and will cheer for him when he punches Bulkhead in face.
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kingcrim · 2 years
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doppio but old
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lavandulacosmos · 2 years
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Fandom: La casa de papel | Money Heist (TV)
Rating: Mature Relationships: Berlin | Andrés de Fonollosa/Palermo | Martín Berrote, Berlin | Andrés de Fonollosa & Palermo | Martín Berrote, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Lisbon | Raquel Murillo Fuentes/Professor | Sergio Marquina Characters: Palermo | Martín Berrote, Berlin | Andrés de Fonollosa, Professor | Sergio Marquina, Lisbon | Raquel Murillo Fuentes, Nairobi | Ágata Jiménez, Helsinki | Mirko Dragic, Rio | Aníbal Cortés, Marseille | Jakov (La casa de papel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Inception Fusion, Inception AU, is this a blockbuster attempt?, Yes it Is, the gang is stealing secrets, Mind Heist, Enemies to Lovers, but with a twist, because this is guest starring Andrés' and Martín's messed up psyche Summary:
“There never can be a man so lost as one who is lost in the vast and intricate corridors of his own lonely mind, where none may reach and none may save.” Isaac Asimov
Every secret is for sale for those daring enough to dive into the twisted corridors of the mind and the world of dreams. Martin Berrote is the best extractor in the industry, but when fifty million dollars are on the line for a dauntingly impossible job, and working with the best team means unearthing secrets more dangerous than the clients who hired them, he has to decide if success is worth risking limbo for.
If working with Andrés de Fonollosa again after Florence is worth the temptation of an inception when failure could mean never waking up again.
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peppermintdaze · 7 months
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made a blog for out of order >:) if anyone’s interested in the au, you should follow the blog
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deadsetobsessions · 3 months
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Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.1
[Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] [Pt.5][Pt.6][Pt.7]
As someone who lived in the middle of nowhere, Amity, the ocean both terrified and enthralled Danny Fenton.
The first time his parents took him to the beach, it was the middle of the day and he’d been stuck in the prototype GAV for hours upon hours on their “quick, ghost rumor hunting field trip.”
It wasn’t quick, and they caught exactly zero ghosts. When Danny saw the expanse of sand underneath the summer sun, he and Jazz both bounded out of the van like feral little monkeys. Danny and Jazz sprinted down the sand, their parents ambling behind them with their arms loaded up with towels, a first aid kit, and an ungodly amount of mildly ecto contaminated food that they already fought before getting onto the beach.
Danny had splashed into the water, yelped at the freezing temperature, and then promptly found a shell to keep. His mom taught him how to swim with the waves, having come from Surf City herself, and his dad taught Jazz how to dive.
It was a day full of fond memories, especially the memory of the Great War of Sand-Castle Crushing he and Jazz waged against each other.
They stuck around for the sunset, the ripples of colors and peacefulness that swept across the vast waters caught Danny in its hold.
He hadn’t forgotten that moment. Not even when he died.
After a particularly hard day as Phantom, Danny would fly to the coast and loose hours just sitting on the sand and watching the waves lap against the shore. And when those nights were clear? It felt like a slice of his own personal heaven, with the stars shining on his shoulders and the encompassing crash of the waves sheltering his heart.
And on some days, when being Danny left him frustrated, Danny would fly out to the coast and use his intangibility to walk beneath the waves. Near the coast, it’s cloudy with swirls of moving sand and disturbed waters. He walked, and walked, and floated and floated beneath the waters, taking contentment from the way the moonlight of his stars filtered through the water. He admired the way light would glint on the scales of fish and crustaceans alike as he floated beneath the surface. On those days, Danny would pick up trash and polluted things and bring them to shore, to place in the trash cans and all of the recycling cans. He picked up shells and decorated the beaches he frequented, because if it were decorated, perhaps people would refrain from chucking their waste into the sea.
Well, usually, it’d be trash.
Danny watched speechlessly, jaw cracked open just a smidge, as an explosion happened right over his head. The distortion of the water did not hide the fact that there were large chunks of plane pelting down at him, a different figure flying away from the explosion. Danny went invisible and intangible as large metal pieces plunged into his current water space.
“Gosh, people these days,” he huffed. “This is gonna take forever to…”
Danny trailed off, seeing a humanoid shape crash into the water, clearly unconscious. Danny didn’t hesitate before shooting towards the drowning person, glowing green and fully visible again. The stranger’s eyes- holy shit, that’s Batman- turned towards him before closing behind cracked open lenses. Batman slumped falling unconscious. That’s not good.
Danny rocketed out of the water with the vigilante in his arms. If it weren’t for his supernatural strength, there’s no way lanky teenage Danny would have been able to carry Batman’s grown ass built like a tank self to the shore. Likewise, if it weren’t for his strength, Danny wouldn’t have been able to start chest compressions through the layers of armor.
Danny leaned back with a sigh as Batman coughed out only a bit of water, because Danny hadn’t taken all that long to get to him, and held up his hands in a “I don’t have weapons” way as Batman whirled to him.
“Hi. Are you alright?” Danny asked, ectoplasm and instinctive ghost speak fuzzing his words a bit. Damn, Batman must have nearly died a lot. He’ll freak out about meeting Batman later.
“You saved me,” an awkward pause. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. The other guy went that way.”
Danny waved vaguely.
“…What are you?”
“Oh my god, Batman, you can’t just ask someone what they are!” He immediately replied, inwardly smacking himself for the joke. He watched Batman’s face, watching for any sign of discrimination against ghosts, or any sign the man had a sense of humor.
“…”
Neither, apparently, was the answer.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m just here to clean up the beaches. You humans really like to pollute the beaches. It’s quite rude, you know. That plane of yours, well, it’s not your fault,” he amended. “But it’s gonna damage sea life. And I don’t know if you’re in the habit, but please don’t litter on the beach or in the water, especially with your unconscious body. It’s tedious to clean.”
“…I see.”
“Stay. I’ll take out your plane. Make sure it doesn’t stay on the sand, alright?”
With that, Danny stood. Unaware of the way the moonlight lit up his hair like white flames and accentuated the sharp points of his ears, Danny turned away and flew back to the plane site, dragging the pieces up with ease.
Batman sat on the sand, likely exhausted from his fight, and watched him carry the pieces of the aircraft up.
“Here. All done. I gotta get going,” because Danny has school and this just lost him two hours. “Will you be alright?”
Batman nodded once, sharply.
“Good.” Danny went invisible, watching Batman sat up straighter, glancing around in a suddenly visible awareness. Oh, well. Tucker’s gonna freak out.
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Three years later, Danny’s moved to Gotham for university.
And after midterm season, Danny went for a ghostly walk, but this time, in the waters surrounding Gotham.
When he surfaced, Batman was crouching on a lamp post, waiting for him.
“Oh, it’s you,” Danny said. “Hello. Did you know that people are polluting these waters with bodies too?”
“Yes,” Batman said, graveled voice resounding on the shipping containers around them.
“You should do something about that. Do you like places that are polluted?”
Batman sighed. “What are you?”
Danny hears a small, tinny voice by Batman’s ear, coming from a comm.
“Oh my god, B, you can’t just ask someone what they are!”
Mind flashing back to the night Danny drug a waterlogged Batman out of the ocean, Danny cracked a smile.
“Phantom,” he said, decisively. And, because this isn’t Amity anymore, “the Beach Clean Up crew from the flip side.”
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Bruce, waking up on the sand: wtf
Bruce, seeing a child next to him who probably saved him: wtf (in “adoption”)
Bruce, seeing Danny’s skin glitter like stars, hair aflame, and pointy ears: wtf (in “I can adopt fae folk, right?”)
Bruce, seeing that Danny doesn’t leave any footprints: wtffff (detective mind goes brrrr)
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Bruce, after Danny leaves: *donates 20 mil towards beach clean up efforts and anti-pollution causes*
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Bruce’s Goggle Search History, documented by Oracle:
Sea spirits
Sea vampires
How to parent supernatural kids
How to thank your sea child
Are shells a good gift?
Ocean conservation efforts
Sea spirits that glitters under moonlight
Sea spirits that cleans up beaches
Wayne corporation waste disposal
Companies that dump trash into the sea
*outgoing call to Lucius Fox*
What is “mean girls”
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Bruce, learning “current pop culture” from his kids:
Bruce, remembering the kid who saved him and realizing he’s probably as old as his own kids are: *adoption tendencies intensifies*
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chdmeeksmartins · 10 months
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Peyton Anna Hyde, in the au no one asked for…
With her father’s loyalty, skepticism, and love of Zeppelin and her mother’s intelligence, quick wit, and compassion… Peyton is one confident kid.
The child who was always asking why and how she learned from a young age that questioning the status quo was a good thing. It sparked her early interest in activism, and has kept her on that path ever since. With a smidge of zen sprinkled into her headstrong determination to always fight for what matters to her. Whether it’s unfair bed-times, or against dress codes being enforced at school.
A lover of ripped jeans, rock music, good poetry, Neve Campbell movies, and root beer floats.
And while she’s a sharp witted quick thinker, she’s also taken a bit after her middle-sort of namesake by having a bleeding heart. Kitty might not literally be her grandma, but she sees her as one anyways.
Peyton has a tendency to be constantly annoyed by her little brother’s lack of concern about the world, and is trying her hardest to him passionate about something. Whether it’s climate change, or feminism, or even something small like sports.
She hates apathy, almost as much as she hates skinny jeans and the state of the music industry.
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ikiprian · 28 days
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Ghost Kitchen (brought to you by criminal entrepreneur, Red Hood)
Danny’s got the easiest job in Gotham.
He works as a fry cook at a shoddily-run, independent burger joint. Hardly anyone comes in, despite prices being criminally low, and portions insanely large, and while the manager looks like the average tough-as-nails ex-con, he lets Danny mess around in the kitchen whenever the place is empty. (Which is often. This place has to be the city’s hidden gem or something!)
Mr. Manager’s the only one ever there with Danny, except for sometimes when his buddies come over to smoke and play cards. Danny would find it shady, except part of his job is not to ask questions. Literally, he was told during the interview.
(It was a weird interview. Why would they need to hire someone who’s been in a gunfight before? Like, he has, but Gotham’s idea of “hirable qualities” is so bizarre.)
So instead he whips up some killer burgers with the frozen ingredients, and basks in the praise as the guys tell him he shouldn’t have, he does too much for this joint, ain’t that friendly!
Now, Danny’s a chef on the newer side. As a teen he’d preferred the look of Nasty Burger over anything with Michelin stars, and he only really took up cooking after Jazz moved out for college. But just like ecto-exposure used to turn the groceries sentient, Danny’s low-level ecto signature imbues all his food with something historically haunted Gothamites just love! And Danny’s never been one to half-ass a job when it makes people happy.
With fresher produce, real meat, Danny’s sure he can take his dishes to the next level. It takes a couple months of badgering, but his manager finally agrees to contact the mysterious store owner, who keeps the place going, despite profits Danny knows have to be in the red.
Danny spends the morning prepping. He pours his heart into his food, eager to impress. The big boss will be here soon, and he wants to prove that despite the dangerous location, this place has real potential!
It isn’t until the Red Hood shows up that Danny realizes he’s been working for a money laundering scheme.
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Hahahaha okay so have another chapter of this nonsense :)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/48644188/chapters/123435544#workskin
Feel free to ask me any questions about this AU, if it's not spoiler-ish I'll answer!
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