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fincalinde · 1 year
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I’m so glad I got to read bring your flood to me right before leaving for work! in particular I really appreciated the bits where lxc was keenly aware of the injustice in how jgs treated jgy – particularly the part where jgy talks abt how he’s being allowed to plan the banquet and lxc thinks “has jzx ever planned any event in his entire life”
omg thank you! I love JZX, but the difference in how he and JGY are treated is stark. LXC really is the only one who treats JGY as an equal, not just in the sense of treating him like the war hero and deserving member of the gentry he actually is, but also in the sense of involving himself in aspects of JGY's life that are foisted on him by virtue of the prejudice against him. JGY is the one who plans the hunt at Phoenix Mountain and is both taken for granted and treated as an easy target by disgruntled attendees—and LXC doesn't hesitate to decline participation in the hunt in order to help JGY with event management duties that really should be beneath both of them. JZX might be too good to plan events, but Zewu-jun ain't and he is on the case. Plus it's a precursor to Xiyao Conferences Inc. once JGY is clan leader, so this is a thread that runs through the entire length of their relationship and it's a pleasure to see.
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moongothic · 4 months
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Crocodad AU where immidiately after having left Dragon and his baby boy Crocodile finds an 11 year old Robin. And while he's 100% only recruiting her so they can make a beeline for the Poneglyph and Pluton in Alabasta by the two of them... Crocodile accidentally sorta kinda adopts Robin.
At this point Robin's been running for her life from the Government for three years so her deep trust issues and fear of betrayal are starting to take root in her little heart. Like perhaps they haven't taken fully over yet, and being still a child I'm sure Robin might've still had that genuine hope that she could find a safe place to stay in. But I'm sure the though of "what'll he'll do with me once he gets what he wants?" would be nagging at her at the back of her mind. Meanwhile Crocodile's struggling between the pain and hurt he's already gone through and given him his trademark trust issues, as well as the aftermath of The Dragodile Divorce. But he also has his Fresh Paternal Instincts and probably misses his baby. So when given a small, scared child who is running for her life, being chased by the very same Government that'll want his son dead if they ever find out about him... Yeah that might fuck with your brain a little
You know this post was supposed to be just that first paragraph and just a few footnotes from the following two paragraphs. And then I kept on Having Thoughts. And I kept on writing them down. And oh no what happened when did this post get so long (Look I was going to either kept on writing my Additional Thoughts in the tags or I just put them in the actual fucking post)
Like considder this: based on this one SBS, we can kinda tell that if Crocodile was given a chance to raise a child, that child would be a spoiled little shit, right
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So in this scenario, where Crocodile's looking after lil Robin, would he be kind of torn? Unsure how to feel about her?
Because on one hand, this strange child would have the potential to not only ruin his plans, strip him of his Shichibukai Privileges by outing him and his plans to the World Government, but also put his son in grave danger by extension (if she found out about him having been involved with the Revolutionaries and/or having a child). But on the other hand, his paternal instincts could make him want to spoil this poor little girl rotten. But only because he needs to (perhaps literally) buy her trust so she'll behave. No other reason, he doesn't feel sorry for her one bit, no sirree. (But maybe he did feel sorry for her, since his son could very well end up exactly like her. Poor little thing) (Which is why he needs to nuke Marijoa out of orbit as soon as possible, no matter the cost, and this child can't get in the way of Crocodile protecting his son) (But also this is a child. Like how bad could she be. Besides all he really needs to do to win her trust is be nice and make her feel safe, right?)
Of course, while I'm suggesting Crocodile could have some parental instincts, realistically, he hasn't actually spent any time being, you know, a father to a child (looking after his newborn for an unknown though short amount of time aside), so it's possible he wouldn't even know how to parent Robin even if he wanted to, would he? (Like taking care of a newborn and an 11 year old kid aren't the same either) So if he was kind of just emotionally flipflopping between No Trusting Ever and It's Just A Kid for God's Sake, Crocodile trying to be nice to Robin to make her feel safe and then telling himself to stop being so soft and vunerable... Yeah that would make for an absolute mess of a relationship. (Not to mention, let's be real, dude's a scary motherfucker too, and a bloody giant compared to itty bitty baby Robin. He could keep on accidentally scaring the shit out of Robin (who would be On Fucking Edge To Begin With) by just Being Himself. Like for example, can you fucking imagine if he caught Robin trying to cheer herself up with a little "dereshishishi" only to tell her to stop because "it was stupid"? 'Cause I can imagine him doing that, and boy howdy would that make Robin feel bad)
Or who knows, maybe Crocodile was just Born To Be A Dad, maybe he just Fucking Gets It. Like Crocodile is canonically pretty good at manipulating people to do what he wants them to do (see: how he played Vivi like a fiddle), so knowing Robin's position and understanding how she feels, maybe he COULD completely nail how she needed to be treated. Not being too familiar but still making her feel safe and happy, knowing exactly when to be stern and when to spoil her, etc. Dude just goes off and wins the Dad of the Year Award while being a deadbeat dad himself. The only thing Crocodile would have to worry about then would be making sure HE doesn't get too fond of her. And certainly that could never happen, he's so in-touch with his own feelings and so grounded, he's not a softie, get outta here. Or maybe he does but never realizes until it's too late and good luck backpedalling on those emotions now dumbass
Alright so, the reason I went on that whole rmble is just that like. I'm so interested in the relationship Robin and Crocodile already have in canon. I'm so facinated and curious about how the two feel about each other, considdering they did spend 4 whole years of their lives together as criminal business partners, though neither ever trusted the other. A partnership that was only ended because Robin betrayed Crocodile, out of her own trauma. (God, I want to see these two "reunite" so bad, I want to know how they feel about each other now after the timeskip and Robin joining the idiot in flipflops who foiled Croc's plans)
My question here is just that... if they had met 13 years earlier, would things have been different? Especially if Crocodad Real? Because as I mentioned in the begining, Robin would've been on the run for only 3 years by this point, as opposed to 16 years before running into Crocodile. Simultaneously, this would be before Crocodile went onto spend an entire decade all alone, slowly losing his marbles in his emotional solitude. They'd both be emotionally traumatized, yes, but would it have been as bad in this scenario? Like I did start this post kind of joking about Crocodile adopting Robin, and for clarity's sake I don't think they'd have like a father-daughter relationship nececarily. But it would be a strange relationship still, because we'd have two broken people, both struggling to trust anyone. One who had lost her mother and her only friends, leaving her all alone and afraid while running for her life. The other a father who had just given up his son whom he probably missed dearly. Both having these holes in their hearts from loss of family, holes that could not be filled with replacements. But could they find comfort in each other anyway, because they still as people occupy similar roles to their respective loved ones? If they both could just get over those trust issues?
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Okay I've been going off on the Emotional Side Of Things for this AU Concept, THERE'S PLOT TOO
So if Crocodile did pick Robin up like 19 years ago, that should be before he set up base in Alabasta, long before he had built is homebase and financial empire etc.
Now the thing is, while we don't know when, where and how Crocodile learned about the Ancient Weapons, Pluton specifically and how the lead on it would be in Alabasta... Considdering Crocodile did once upon a time aim to become Pirate King, it would make perfect sense if he had learned about Poneglyphs during his past adventures, as he would have needed to get the Road Poneglyphs to find One Piece. And while the World Government did bury the truth about why Ohara had been burned down and why Robin had been given her bounty (remember, the WG claimed it was because she had sunken a fleet of battleships, which she had not, it was because she could read the Poneglyphs), considdering this is a Crocodad AU specifically, you could totally make an argument Crocodile could've learned about what actually happened to Ohara from Dragon and co. So, just to make this AU work, you could just assume Crocodile learned about the concept of the Ancient Weapons from Dragon. And who knows, maybe he overheard the truth about why Robin had been given her bounty from Dragon too (maybe Dragon was able to get intel from Garp in secret) or while going to Marijoa himself to attend a Shichibukai meeting or something IDK.
Maybe he learned about Pluton being in Alabasta before finding Robin by accident, and maybe they made a beeline for Alabasta the second Croc recruited Robin. Travelling takes time and the guy would've most likely had to find an Eternal Pose to Alabasta just to get there (also canonically Robin didn't enter the Grand Line until her 20s so they should've met in West Blue probably, since that's where Ohara was) Or maybe Crocodile had to haul Robin around for a few months while looking for That Missing Piece of Information that would lead him to Alabasta. (Imagine the two travelling from like island to island, library to library, Crocodile trying to find that leads while Robin's just so excited about ALL THESE BOOKS (she's helping too with the research) (but to her, research is playtime, so she's just having the time of her life) (Also, notice how Crocodile's Theoretical Child is a fucking loser ass nerd? Yeah Crocodile would encourage Robin reading and studying, surely. And that would be fucking cute))
But like, once they set sail to Alabasta...
Sure, Crocodile could try to do it The Slow Way that we know he tried in canon, building trust and creating his little empire etc. But also, in canon, Crocodile couldn't have jumped into action head first because without Robin, even if he had found the Poneglyph he couldn't have read it and found the location of Pluton. Crocodile choosing to do it the slow way may have been partially because he didn't have much of a choise and it could've felt like the smarter move long-term.
But in this scenario, he already has Robin. Yes, he could do it the slow, secure way.
But what'd be there stopping him from infiltrating Cobra's palace and kidnapping him (in the night, when nobody suspects a thing), demanding Cobra to spill the beans lest Crocodile kills him and/or his pregnant wife* (*Vivi was born 10 months after Luffy so depending on how long it's been between Crocodad leaving Luffy behind and this scenario... Yeah either the wife is there, still pregnant, or there's a newborn Baby Vivi)
Like it'd be a risky move but depending on how ballsy Croc's feeling and how confident he feels in being able to kidnap the king without being noticed... Yeah he could probably do it. And I'm sure he'd have no problem killing Cobra either, if anything it'd be required if he didn't want the Government to find out he was out to find Pluton, and god knows Cobra would tell on Crocodile if left alive. I could see Crocodad being maybe a little iffy about killing Baby Vivi though (it's not like the newborn baby could report him to the WG anyways), but if nothing else, he just needs to be able to pull off the bluff of his life to convince Cobra to do as he's told. And we all know Crocodile's good at convincing people.
The only question is, how would Robin take that?
Watching Crocodile go into Full Murder Mode, hearing him say he'd kill a pregnant woman/a newborn baby if he didn't get what he wanted? Like yeah, I'm sure 11 year old Robin would be fine with that, that wouldn't make any alarm bells go off in her head at all, it'd be fiiiine. IT WOULD NOT BE FINE, SHE'D BE SCARED SHITLESS. That fear of "what will he do with me when he gets what he wants"? Well, Robin may not have found the answer to that question in particular, but she certainly found the answer to the opposite question, and it's not good
So say Cobra, kidnapped (perhaps with Baby Vivi) by Crocodile in the night, guides the two to the Poneglyph under the tombs. Crocodile puts Cobra out of his misery because he's not needed anymore. And he asks Robin to read the Poneglyph for him.
Robin, who has spent the last little while, be it weeks or months with Crocodile, him having become her "guardian", the thing keeping her safe. Crocodile, who has now shown how cold blooded and cruel he can be. Robin, who might be scared out of her mind. Of him.
And the Poneglyph says Pluton, the thing Crocodile wants, isn't there. It's in Wano.
What's she going to do?
EDIT: I wrote a sequel post, enjoy
#Moon posting#OP Meta#Sir Crocodile#Crocodad#Nico Robin#THIS POST WAS AN ACCIDENT. I DON'T KNOW HOW THIS HAPPENED. WHY DID I WRITE THIS. WHAT DEMON POSSESSED ME#I'm sure someone's written this already right#Right#Surely this fanfic already exists#Please tell me it exists#I dunno what to tell you I am not immune to a Juicy AU#Anyway on a more wholesome side of things: Robin accidentally calling Crocodile ''dad'' and he just inhales and swallows his whole cigar#Nearly chockes to death. Gets burns on his throat.#Robin feeling less alienated because of her DF ability because Croc has seen weirder AND is made of sand himself#If anything if they're literally by themselves then Robin being able to literally lend a hand to Croc at any time could be extremely useful#Like. In regular life situations. 'Cause Croc only has one hand. And Robin as many as she wants. Perfect duo.#(Also if they were travelling on like a small ship then it'd probably be built for a Tall Motherfucker like Croc right)#(Robin's ability would just make the ship more accessible to her and Croc would find that independence good)#Robin still gets a codename because Croc can't have anyone realize who she is. Maybe she even wears like a mask or summin' in public#If Crocodile's openly trans and the news of him transitioning recently broke out. Like. No avoiding that convo eh#Baby Robin's like ''...I read in a book once that some reptiles can change sex but I didn't know crocodiles could do it too''#''💦.../Humans/ can't do that normally either''#''Hmmmm. Weird. I don't think being a girl would suit you though'' // ''...I'll take that as a compliment''#I just. I think they could have really cute interactions if they warmed up to each other after a little while#And I'm Extremely Normal about that
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johnnystorms · 3 months
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When Peter was seven, Mrs Kanowski wrote in his report card that he always has something to say. Uncle Ben had found it quite funny. Aunt May had elbowed him in the side and murmured something about it not being a compliment, a word Peter didn’t quite grasp until a year later, when Gwen Stacy socked him in the shoulder then said, “I like your socks.” (They were covered in crossed swords and skulls wearing pirate hats, much to Aunt May’s dismay. Harry thought they were cool, though, and so did Peter, kind of, and now so did Gwen. So there.) “Thanks,” Peter had said, and that had been that. Not his first friend, but one of them.
He doesn’t know why he thinks about that now.
They’re on the roof of the Baxter Building. The sun is setting, spilling red and pink and orange all over Johnny, over his golden hair, the planes of his face, the brightness of his grin. The grin in question: the remnants of laughter, left over from Peter telling him about the time Harry keyed his dad’s car in a fit of six-year-old pique and Peter had tried to take the blame, only for Norman to dismiss the attempt with a brisk you’d have chosen more sensible places to do it, which had made Johnny absolutely howl with laughter.
“Really, Pete,” he says, still grinning, “what kind of six year old gets told they’d commit vandalism sensibly?” He snorts, shaking his head, looking out over the city.
Mrs Kanowski was wrong, it seems. Peter is tongue-tied, watching Johnny’s eyes crinkle in the corners, the slope of his nose as he looks out over towards the Chrysler Building. It swells in him, the way Johnny looks right now, the way he feels, loose-limbed and relaxed and happy. Peter likes Johnny a lot of ways, but this is maybe his favourite, when it’s just the two of them, and Johnny has that smile that looks like it put the stars in the sky, instead of the one he flashes at people in corridors, at the press when they get in too close, at ex-girlfriends and maybe-boyfriends – everyone who wants a piece of him.
It’s a nice smile, don’t get him wrong. Peter is mostly immune to Johnny’s charms, but that one still makes his chest feel a little warmer. It’s just got nothing on Johnny when he’s like this, bright and open and beautiful.
“I wonder what you’d have been like if you’d known me back then,” Johnny says, still not looking at Peter. His voice has gone thoughtful, smile fading until all that’s left is a soft tilt to his lips. “What I’d have been like.” He’s quiet for a second, and then: “I’m a little jealous, you know.”
Peter can’t work the words out of his mouth. His tongue feels too thick. Still, there must be something questioning enough in his gaze when Johnny glances back at him that it gets conveyed, because Johnny blinks, then smiles ruefully.
“That they knew you back then – Harry and Gwen and even Mary Jane, though I know she was a little later. They all got to know you so early… It kinda feels like I was missing out.” The way he says kinda is like an inside joke, the type where you’re the only one in on it, where you’re laughing at yourself. Peter’s heart aches.
Johnny’s smile goes crooked as he looks back at Peter again. “You’re my first real friend, Peter. You know that, right?”
And, like, maybe. Maybe Peter knew that, logically, if he ever really thought about it, but he didn’t – he doesn’t – because Johnny is bright and handsome and funny, charming and charismatic and wildly popular even though he has enough personality defects to fill a dictionary. Everyone likes Johnny, even some of his exes, and the ones who don’t usually have a grudge to pick with his brother-in-law, or they think Johnny is just like any vapid, handsome, rich, famous type. And it’s not that he’s not, but he’s also so much more than that. Sometimes Johnny is so much that Peter doesn’t have words to contain it.
But that’s a lonely thing too.
So maybe Peter knew, on some level, that this is what he is to Johnny, this is the space he occupies. But he’s never really thought it consciously, never really framed it that way, and certainly never heard it out loud before.
He swallows. Hard.
Johnny just blinks again, then grins. It’s not that crooked one, small and quiet and delicate enough to make Peter wish he could fit it in his pocket. It’s a sudden blitz against the sky, against Peter’s fucking mental stability, because it is so gorgeous that it is utterly devastating. Peter is devastated and Johnny is beautiful. Status quo.
Mrs Kanowski was definitely wrong, Peter thinks, as he slides a little closer to Johnny, nestles up against him so that their thighs are pressed close and their shoulders are knocking together. Because when Johnny looks at him like that, he can’t think of a single thing to say.
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bylertruther · 11 months
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yk. the resistance ppl have to so much as considering the idea that mike might not jump to immediately and enthusiastically engaging in obvious n indisputably gay shit with will publicly is kinda funny in a puzzling way when season three and season four, where he does exactly that the entire way through, are literally right there for us all to watch on netflix.com. like. Okay ❤️
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I don't know WHY, but for some reason I've had a vision of a Golden Ratio Slay the Princess AU.
I genuinely don't know why, maybe it's because of Ratio's owl motif and one of 2.1 quests being named A Cat Among Pigeons (in reference to Agatha Christie and possibly Aventurine's role) and then later owning three black cakecats even if he's mostly associated with peacocks? Maybe it's because I somehow associate Aventurine's many masks and personas we see over the time we know him with the Shifting Mound's many perspectives and how both her and him are so confident their respective foil won't kill or betray them at the end of everything (and are even fine with it if it does happen), how both the Princess and Aventurine always, always fight for freedom and are denied it until the very end of their story when they finally are granted a true escape through their own efforts and an outside force be it through being show the way or death? How they're both connected to a being so much larger than them but have no say over it (the Princess being seen as only a part/perspective of the Shifting Mound even if she can be found at her heart, Aventurine was blessed by Gaiathra Triclops and ultimately none of that did them any good).
Or maybe it's because I can practically hear this line from the Princess coming out of Aventurine's mouth to Ratio the more close he is to knowing who the real Aventurine is after I woke up in a cold sweat from a nap to write this out:
"Have you figured out what you want to do yet, or are you going to keep trying to find a center that doesn't exist?"
(The Princess saying this about herself and how she's the heart of the Shifting Mound and hasn't really been herself or stopped playing a role through the entirety of the game, but in this context Aventurine saying that there is no 'Kakavasha' or 'No.35' or even 'Aventurine' anymore, just the many masks he wears even though he admits to himself he hasn't changed)
I have no idea if this is anything though or if it would fit their characters at all though. Maybe it's just a silly vision I'll write out one day, maybe not.
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ccarrot · 7 months
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Im super picky when it comes to fics i cannot find enjoyment sometimes if the characters dont sort of resemble my hyperspecific interpretations of them 😭
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rainbowvamp · 1 year
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oh fuck. wait. hold on. do we have a pacific rim dreamling au yet?? do we? because. fuck. fuck. we need one. listen, it's a fandom right of passage. we need a pacific rim au that we're all obsessed with. we deserve it.
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zoebelladona · 30 days
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when did we all decide to not make silly content for bluedam just for the fun of it? "oh it's not supported by canon they literally broke up in the books." i have shipped ships that don't even Talk in canon. this is why we only have like 11 fics on the bluedam tag on ao3 where only like 4 are actually romantic
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echobx · 26 days
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idk if or when I will post my OCxJJ fic but what you gotta understand is, that
JJ "we would find each other in every universe" Maybank x Eno "this is my single one shot at happiness, one wrong decision and this goes south" Carter
just slaps fucking hard to me and I can't even explain it without going on a tanget.
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whysamwhy123 · 4 months
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: All Elite Wrestling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Christian Cage/Ricky Starks Characters: Christian Cage, Ricky Starks Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Sugar Daddy, Sugar Baby, Implied Sexual Content, Older Man/Younger Man, They're both pretty terrible people in this tbh, But that's why it's fuuuuuuuuuun
*trips over and this falls out of my jacket pocket* Oops, whoopsy-daisy! How did that get there, hahaha, oh well, guess I’ll just leave this dumb, cheesy, trash AU of an extremely rare-rarepair that absolutely no one asked for here on the ground in case anyone wants to stare at it for a while, OK byyyyyyeee! *runs away frantically*
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enbysev · 9 months
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crowley saying “i didn't mean to fall, i just hung around the wrong people.” LIKE HEAR ME OUT THAT'S SEVERUS—
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blizzardfluffykpop · 3 months
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so two things- I am about to spam reblog tbz fanfics- secondly- i may or may not have a full younghoon mafia au that i wrote last night- and finished writing this morning that needs to be edited-
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whumpacabra · 3 months
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*head in hands* I never understood people who made multiple AUs of their own original stories…until now
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acaciapines · 6 months
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adventure time daemon au update:
not even 12 hours later and i have a notes document with the sketchy outlines for two fics </3 fucking. oops.
one for the stakes mini-arc and one for fionna and cake!! wow!!
no guarantee i write them (it'll depend on how i feel when i finish ftf) but uhhh. i shouldnt think about daemons anymore its literally at this point like. every time im like 'oh this is just for FUN' nope. cut to me writing yet another daemon au.
anyways um. i fucked up ask me anything <3
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driftlesswanderer · 1 year
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Never Ever Getting Rid of Me
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them AU
Dipper Pines works for The Ministry of Magic's Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures (DRCMC). He is assigned to travel to London to capture and destroy an unknown entity that calls itself a “Dream Demon.”
OR
Dipper is Newt Scamander and Bill is a menace to Wizarding society.
Extra:
- Dipper is less interested in killing Bill, and more interested in studying him.
- When Dipper reaches an endpoint, he goes to the one who inspired him to work for The DRCMC, Ford Pines, who, when asked about Bill, seems to be hiding something.
- I want Ford and Bill to have the same backstory as they do with the show.
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sage-nebula · 2 years
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PKMN — Consolation
Notes: JN117 made me sad, especially since no one comforted Iris when she started crying. In my sadness I was struck with this idea, and so I decided to write a little tag for the episode to make myself feel better. This was written with the idea in mind that the battles don't actually happen one right after the other, but that instead there is time between the matches to reset the arena / give the next opponents time to prepare / etc.
Summary: After her loss to Cynthia in the Masters 8, Iris receives a gift from one of the last people she would have expected. [Gen, Friendship]
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The grass beneath Iris’ knees was as warm as the sun that filtered through the leaves above her head, but as she scrunched the blades of grass between her fingers to feel the dirt under her fingernails, it still wasn’t enough to stop her choking—from tears or the stench of car exhaust in the air, she wasn’t sure.
Wyndon had many little parks like this throughout the city—little patches of greenery interspersed between the paved streets and aging concrete buildings. When she’d first arrived, Iris had thought it nice that they hadn’t completely walled their city off from nature, that they’d allowed some trees to grow and grass to flourish. But now, fresh from her televised first-round defeat, it didn’t feel like enough. She hated the city. She wanted to run, to sprint into Galar’s wild area and not look back. She wanted to climb into the clustered boughs above her, but her Champion dress made it impossible. She swallowed hard against another sob and pressed herself closer to the tree trunk beside her. Ash’s battle was going to start soon. She needed to go cheer for him, just like he’d cheered for her. But going back to the green room would mean seeing everyone again—would mean seeing Diantha and Cynthia, and for them to see her like this, fresh from a loss and eyes red-rimmed because she couldn’t stop herself crying—
Iris sucked in another shaking breath, and pressed her sleeves into her eyes.
No, she couldn’t face them like this. She couldn’t. But she had to. She was Unova’s Champion, and Champions didn’t fall to pieces just because they lost a match. She was Unova’s Champion, and Ash’s friend, and so she had to go back to watch the next match and cheer for him and put her best foot forward—
“Excuse me—can I sit here?”
Iris jumped, the fabric of her dress catching on the rough bark of the tree and her feet tangling in her skirts as she scrambled around to locate the source of the voice. Standing a foot from her and looking down at her with an inscrutable expression and a cylindrical object cradled in his arms was Leon’s opponent from the first round of the tournament—Alan, from the Kalos region. “How—why—what are you doing here?”
Instead of answering her question (though Iris supposed she hadn’t answered his), Alan took a seat opposite her, sitting criss-cross-applesauce with the cylinder held in his lap. He was quiet for a moment, looking down at whatever it was he was holding, before he lifted his eyes to meet hers. “Your battle was incredible. The bond you have with Haxorus is amazing.”
So that was it. He felt bad for her. He wanted to make her feel better. She didn’t know why—they had barely said two words directly to each other in the green room—but Champions didn’t spurn praise even when it came with a reminder of their dreams being crushed on international television. She pressed her lips together so he wouldn’t see them tremble, blinked to stop her tears from falling, and forced a smile. “Thank you. Your battle with Leon was great, too.”
Something of a smile flickered across his face, and he laughed softly. “It didn’t go the way we wanted it to, but that’s all right. It gives Lizardon and I something to work toward. We’ll make it back here someday.”
It was the same kind of PR-speak that Drayden had taught her when she won her title from Alder. Be gracious, be humble, remember that you carry the pride of the region on your shoulders. But Alan wasn’t Kalos’ regional Champion—Diantha was—and they were sitting alone, besides. He didn’t have a reason to put a front up for her . . . so maybe he was just like that.
“But the reason I came out here,” Alan continued after a beat, “is because I wanted to give this to you.”
“What is . . .” Iris’ voice caught in her throat as Alan set the cylinder between them on the grass, her eyes widened as the sunlight finally hit the glass just right. “Is that a pokémon egg?”
It was, and she didn’t need Alan’s nod to confirm it. She hadn’t paid it enough mind before, given that Alan had just about startled her out of her own skin when he approached her, and so her attention was caught between trying to stop her crying and figuring out just what he was doing out there. But now that the cylinder was sat between them, she saw it for what it really was: an incubator, with a pokémon egg nestled inside. The egg was light blue in color with grey and yellow spots, and sat on a dark blue cushion.
“I had Professor Sycamore send it to me after your match,” Alan said. “A friend of mine gave it to me just before the tournament to help my research. But I think you should be the one to hatch and train it.”
Iris blinked, and tore her eyes away from the egg to look back at Alan. “What? But—why? If your friend gave it to you—and you don’t even know me.”
Once again, Alan’s lips quirked upward in a little smile. “Not personally, no. But I saw your battle, and the bond you have with your pokémon. You have a real connection with them. You battled with them, so I know you would raise and train this one with the care it needs. And I’m also sure that . . .” Alan fished something from the travel bag slung around his waist. “. . . you will be able to use these.”
“What—” Once again, Iris’ jaw fell slack as she beheld the two shining stones in Alan’s open palm, one sparkling with rainbow hues and the other white with a red and blue double helix in the middle. “A Key Stone?”
“And Salamencite.”
“So then—this egg is—”
“A bagon, from the Draconid clan in Hoenn.”
Iris felt as if someone had used Twister on her brain. She shook her head to clear it, and once more looked up to meet Alan’s eyes, scrunching her dress in her fists.
“But why?” she asked again, and as he opened his mouth quickly said, “I—It’s not that I’m not thankful for the offer, but I don’t understand—we don’t even know each other, and this is all so . . . it’s so much.”
Alan lowered his hands back to his lap, and rolled the stones between his fingers. He studied them for a moment, quiet, before he finally gave his answer.
“I’ve been studying mega evolution for years now, both in theory and in practice. There is still so much about it that we don’t understand—so much that has been lost to time, but so much to still discover, too. But one thing I’ve learned, that many still don’t understand, is that mega evolution is not about power. It is powerful, yes—but it’s only as strong as the bond between the trainer and their partner pokémon. The stones facilitate the transformation, but they don’t cause it, not really. The trust and belief in each other that the human and pokémon share—when their hearts and souls are one, that’s when true evolution becomes possible. That’s when they are able to surpass their limits. It’s not about power. It never has been. It’s about trust, and love.” Alan looked up, and met her gaze. “And that’s what I saw between you and your pokémon today.”
Iris was sure that the city of Wyndon was still noisy. She was sure that there were still car engines roaring and horns honking, and music blaring from the speakers to keep the audience in the stadium entertained before the next battle started. But for a brief moment, she couldn’t hear any of it. All she could hear was the wind breathing through the leaves above their heads, and her own heart thrumming in her chest.
“So,” Alan said, and he once again extended his hand toward her, Key Stone and Salamencite glittering in his palm, “will you accept the Key Stone and Salamencite?”
Iris reached out, her fingers brushing against the stones in his open palm, but stopped herself just short of taking them. “You’re sure? You’re really sure?”
Alan nodded. “Positive.”
A smile, unbidden and free for the first time since she had left the arena, broke across Iris’ face, and when she nodded, Alan met her grin with one of his own. She cupped her hands and he tipped the jewels into them; they felt as smooth and cool as stones from a riverbed.
“Thank you,” Iris said, and she slipped the stones into a hidden pocket on her dress. “I’ll treasure them, I promise.”
“I don’t doubt it,” Alan said. “But, if it’s not too much to ask . . .”
Iris raised her eyebrows. “What is it?”
Alan nodded toward the bagon egg. “When this little one is all grown up, and you’ve mastered mega evolution . . . would you have a battle with me?”
Iris beamed, and pulled the egg’s incubator onto her lap. “Of course! Definitely! I can’t wait!”
Alan grinned. “Neither can I.”
#pokemon#pokeani#champion iris#champion alan#trainer alain#fic fix#if the pokeani won't let my favorite M8 trainers interact despite them being in the same room then I will do it my own self#even tho I have not written anything in actual ages#and have not written anime!Iris ever in my life aside from one little chat meme thing#and even writing for Alan felt hard? agh#please be gentle this took over 2 hours despite being so short#i did my best tho & that's what matters most#anyway#Zinnia: ''hey has that bagon egg hatched yet? how's it doing?''#Alan: ''oh I gave that to Champion Iris of Unova''#Zinnia: ''u what''#also that's my hc for why Alan is using keigo w/ Steven now . . . the Delta Ep AU i came up with happened btwn#XYZ & JN . . . & so Alan is using keigo w/ Steven bc he's still upset abt the infinity energy & is like#being formal w/ him bc from his end They Are Not Friends Right Now#not in like a ''omg i hate u'' way but in a ''i can't deal w/ this right now so I'm going to treat u like i would a stranger'' way#meanwhile Steven doesn't want that to be the case so he's like . . . Extra Pretending Nothing Has Changed & like . . . making a Point#to talk to Alan / bring up things he KNOWS Alan will respond to . . . but inside he hates this situation#anyway none of that's canon but that's how I'm headcanoning the situation rn lol#(Zinnia wouldn't be mad btw just bewildered. like ''I thought you wanted to raise a Salamence for your research'')#(''I'm not giving you another one")#(that's a lie she would if he asked lol)#anyway here's this#anipoke spoilers#pokeani spoilers
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