#wolf writes

[wolfjackle-creates]

Please tell me that with 'Johnny and Kitty pocess Superman and Batman' That they are either on a date or go on a date after a fight? Please this needs to happen

@britcision also asked about this one!

So I was looking through what I wrote of this and...it's not that good. It's based on a prompt from back in Nov 2022 and I was still figuring things out back then and needed to rewrite everything I wrote at least once. It's less crack than you'd expect from the title, I'm afraid.

So I'm gonna do part of that rewrite. Because I'm insane and don't have self control. 🤣

Anyway, the prompt is from @zeestarfishalien and can be found here. Oddly it doesn't have half as many notes as I remember it having. Huh. Guess I thought it had more because I latched onto it so strongly.

Anyway, enjoy!

Word Count: 1.6k

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"Danny!" yelled Jazz from downstairs.

Danny froze for just a moment. That was Jazz's something-is-wrong voice. He dropped through the floor to get to her that much quicker. "What happened?" he demanded.

She just pointed to the TV where a news reporter was standing in a city. Behind her, Batman stood next to the open driver's side door to the batmobile while Superman floated in the air a few feet away with his arms crossed.

"Don't look at me like that, baby," said Batman.

"I will look at you however the hell I want. You forgot our date, asshole!" yelled Superman back.

The reporter grinned at the camera. "Looks like quite the lover's tiff we've stumbled upon! Who would have ever suspected Batman and Superman of being in a relationship?"

Behind her, Superman used his heat vision to shoot at Batman who cursed loudly before jumping into his car and speeding off. Superman huffed and flew in the opposite direction. Jazz muted the TV while the reporter continued making speculations about Batman and Superman's relationship. Danny stared at Jazz in horror.

"That was—"

"Yeah. Yeah, I think it was."

Danny closed his eyes and thought about the half finished essay he had upstairs and the history test he had the next day and how his parents would be home in an hour. He wanted to cry.

"I have to go to Gotham."

"I'll take care of our parents. Have you had the flu yet this year?"

Danny's laugh had a hysterical edge to it. "Tuck's been keeping track of my excuses. Ask him. I'll just…" Danny let the sentence trail as he transformed and flew out of the house without another word.

Even flying as fast as he could, he didn't arrive in Gotham until night had fallen. He tried to sense Johnny or Kitty or listen for the chaos that always followed them, but the city was so big.

After over half an hour of searching with no luck, Danny was sitting on a roof with his head buried in his knees trying not to cry. He only had so many hours before he had to be back in Amity for school. If he missed any more days, he'd get a suspension and his parents would be livid.

Just then, the clock tower chimed ten. Danny lifted his head to look at the tall building, one of the tallest in the city. He might not have any idea how to find Batman, but surely the other heroes would. Maybe he could get their attention?

In a matter of minutes, he was floating above the clock tower. With a deep breath, he shot an ectoblast up into the sky. Two minutes later, he repeated the action.

Not long after his fifth blast, two grapple hooks attached to the tower near his feet and seconds later he was facing Batman and Robin.

Danny immediately fell into a fighting stance. "Johnny, I'm not going to let you get away with this. Get out of him. Now."

But instead of calling him a do-gooder nerd, Batman pulled out a batarang and held it ready to throw. "I'm not this Johnny," he growled.

Danny relaxed and sighed in relief. "Oh thank the ancients, you got him out. I'm so, so sorry, Batman! I know you and the Justice League are relying on me to keep the ghosts from escaping Amity. Johnny and Kitty must’ve gotten past me. How'd you get Johnny out? Were you able to help Superman? Kitty is at least reasonable most of the time so I hope she didn't give you any trouble. Where are they now? I'll just collect them and bring them back to the Realms."

Robin pulled out his sword and pointed it at Danny. "What do you know of Fa— Batman's condition? Who is this 'Johnny' you speak of?"

Danny's core stuttered in his chest. The kid couldn't mean… He looked past the blade pointed at him towards Batman. "You… aren't Batman. Are you? You're covering for him while Johnny is overshadowing the real one."

Batman put a hand on Robin's shoulder. "Lower the sword, Robin." To Danny, he said, "I think you owe us some explanations."

Danny buried his head in his hands and tried to bite back the tears. He was so tired. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. This is my fault. They got past me and I failed. I'm so sorry."

“Desist with your groveling and explain!” ordered Robin.

“Right, yeah. Of course. Sorry.” Danny looked up, but the stars were hidden behind smog and lights. He sighed. “I’m Phantom, of course. Responsible for monitoring the portal in Amity and keeping ghosts from coming through and causing problems on Earth. Also for stopping human hunters from hurting any ghosts. Johnny and Kitty, two ghosts, must have gotten past me. I’m careful, I swear. We set up an alarm on the portal so I know the moment someone comes through, but I missed them somehow. I…maybe they came through at the same time as someone else? I’ve had to deal with Skulker and Boxy so far this week. And Queen Dora came for a visit and one of Pandora’s people stopped by to drop something off. So if Johnny and Kitty came through at the same time… Pariah curse it, I should’ve realized. What a stupid design flaw. I’ll be working on a fix for that as soon as I get out of school tomorrow. I’d do it sooner, but I’ve a test you see. And if I miss any more class, I’ll get a suspension, and then my parents really will kill me again.”

Danny winced when he saw Robin’s fingers twitch towards his sword again. “Sorry! No more excuses. It’ll be fixed ASAP, promise. Um, Johnny is generally into motorcycles, but I think he saw the Batmobile and wanted to take it for a ride so he overshadowed Batman. From what I saw on the news, he blew off a date with Kitty to do it so she’s pissed and followed him and ended up overshadowing Superman. Probably so she could use his powers on top of her own to punish Johnny.” He trailed off and waited for the yelling to start.

But they were silent.

Danny shifted from foot to foot. “Again, I’m really sorry. I know you rely on me to keep this from happening and I swear it won’t again. But if you tell me where you think Batman is, I’ll go retrieve Johnny. Same with Superman and Kitty. I need to get this wrapped up by four, maybe four thirty, so I can get home in time for school to start.” He couldn’t hold back a yawn. He just wanted to sleep.

Batman and Robin exchanged a glance and Batman put away his weapon. “I’ve never heard of you or this Amity before. You’re a kid, who is your Justice League mentor? Why aren’t they here?”

“I… What? Justice League mentor? What are you talking about? All of my mentors are ghosts.”

Robin snorted. “Who informed you that it was your responsibility to monitor this portal that allows these ghosts to invade? Why are you the only one preventing attacks such as this?”

Danny bristled. “I’m not alone! Sam and Tucker and my sister help me!”

“Are they kids like you?” asked Batman.

“If by like me you mean ghosts, of course not. They’re fully alive. I’m the only ghost of the group.”

“No,” said Batman after a pause. “That’s not what I meant. I wanted to know if they were teenagers who still go to school like you or if they were adults you worked with.”

Danny shrugged. “Jazz is starting college next year, but yeah. They’re my friends.”

Batman let out a long breath. “Right. And why do you think the Justice League is expecting you, specifically, to monitor this portal?”

Danny threw up his hands. “Because you told me that!” He saw Batman open his mouth to say something and quickly added, “Not you specifically, but, like, the League. This guy Constantine came by a month or two after the portal opened and saw me and relaxed. Said he was glad to see I was already handling things there. Gave me a number and laughed and said if anyone could handle the situation, it’d be me, but I could call if I needed back up.” He shrugged. “And he was right. So far I have been able to handle it. This is an exception and I’ll get it fixed in a few hours tops.”

Robin ground his teeth. “That lazy magician.”

Batman also muttered something under his breath. “Thank you, Phantom. For doing so much on your own. If you tell us how to free Batman and Superman, we can handle it from here.”

“What?” Danny shook his head in confusion. “What are you talking about? You need specialized weapons that I don’t have on me and containment devices and access to a portal to the Realms to get rid of them. Seriously, I can get this taken care of. Just tell me where Batman is.”

Batman sighed again. “We don’t have much of a choice. Fine. But will you be able to get us these weapons and containment devices if we requested some of you? We’ll pay you, of course. And we’d like more details on what you’ve been dealing with. I’m afraid Constantine… did not share the details of your dealings with the rest of us.”

“Yeah, sure. The weapons are made by Drs. Jack and Maddie Fenton of FentonWorks, based out of Amity Park, Illinois. Their son Danny can help you pick out the most useful ones. Some are more torture device than anything, though, so definitely avoid those. Danny will be able to tell you the difference.”

Batman nodded once, jaw clenched. “Thank you. Now, I’ve just gotten an update on the possessed Batman’s location. Follow us.”

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Dick is pretending to be Batman here. If they have a "normal" batman out, then they can show the possessed batman is an imposter.

I saw some debate on the original over whether Johnny would possess Batman or Superman. To me, the answer was obvious. He'd possess Batman because he wanted to take the Batmobile for a spin.

Meanwhile, Kitty is the smart one. She'd go for Superman because then she could use his powers and her own to 1) punish Johnny and 2) prevent anyone from stopping them.

Regarding Constantine: He made an oops, but it's not (fully) his fault. Due to time missions from Clockwork, Phantom is shown to be thousands of years old and is known for fantastic feats. If Constantine had known this was some fourteen year old newly dead kid, he'd have acted differently. Instead, he thinks Danny is older than he is with millenia of experience.

This is free for anyone to continue!

#dpxdc #wolf writes #johnny 13 (dp) #kitty (dp) #danny fenton #ask game #i forgot how fun this prompt is

[darkestglimpse]

It is known that Hanguang-Jun, every new moon, goes deep into the woods.

No one knows what he does there nor why he leaves only during the new moons, and even more confusingly, why he takes a rabbit lantern with him. Lan Sizhui is the only disciple who dares ask him once about the lantern, and Hanguang-Jun’s reply lends nothing that means anything, leaving them just as in the dark as before.

They don’t know about a man with a red ribbon in his hair. They don’t know what he means to Lan Wangji.

His uncle, if asked why Lan Wangji goes off to into the night, would say to night hunt. Perhaps, privately, he thinks the same as Lan Xichen would answer: to mourn someone he once loved.

Who did Hanguang-Jun love? the disciples would whisper. Who did he love that he mourns every new moon? Who occupied his heart so completely that he has not missed a new moon in six years?

They do not ask Lan Xichen, and Lan Xichen does not ask Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji is relieved by it if only because he doesn’t know how to explain that he goes not to mourn.

He waits. The lantern is behind him, lit so it casts warm shadows on the trees in front of him, the light gentle against his back. He’s already chased away anything that could disrupt them, already quieted even in the wind as he waits in the woods so dark he can barely see past this small ring lit by a lantern whose flame burns with the steady thrum of his heart in his chest.

He always senses him a moment before he sees his shadow, like a flicker in his peripheral vision, like a sudden warmth in his throat, a gentle ease to the tension in his shoulders that he can never quite place until it’s gone, until he’s here.

And just like that, Lan Wangji breathes. He know better than to turn around and fracture the careful balance they maintain at the darkest hour under a moon unseen.

The light of the lantern is all that holds them together. Someone could walk by, not even two meters away, and never see anything at all.

The lantern does not waver. It remains steady as the rise and fall of Lan Wangji’s chest.

Lan Wangji feels him step closer, like an imprint in the air. He wants to reach, just once, touch the shadow that lingers just behind him as if it’s soft silk between his fingers, solid enough to pull ever so gently into his arms.

He does not. Instead, he speaks, slow, quiet, like a man falling in love again, after a thousand nights, after dreaming every night and wishing every day, heart growing more tender with every second.

“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji says.

“Lan Zhan.”

#mdzs #the untamed #wangxian #wolf writes #I’m just in a writing mood idk #my thought is lwj and wwx are inseparable even by death #but still respect that there is a line

[wolfstarr-the-sequel]

Imagine seeing the evil clone of your boyfriend make out with the guy who fucked your mom.

#sniperspy #sniperscout #wolf writes

[wolffallsintodanmeihell]

// corpse au

so because I can't be normal and have to overthink logic i asked a friend (@arcturusmsc) what they thought if whether if say danny pulled his corpse's organs out through intangibility (its corpse au) but then go tangible part way through would they either cut at the source or make a hole in the bod.

while i just had him rip his stomach open instead in the end they deadass got a physicist friend to answer this so here y'all go if y'all need writing tips for intangible stuff 😭😭😭

#danny phantom #x-men too i guess??? #wolf writes #meg writes #i do too much for my fics 😭😭😭😭😭 #corpse au

[akatsukitrash]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Naruto Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Kakuzu/Uchiha Madara, past Uchiha Madara/Uzumaki Mito, One-Sided Uchiha Madara/Senju Hashirama Characters: Kakuzu (Naruto), Uchiha Madara, Uzumaki Mito, Senju Hashirama Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Pre-Canon, Established Relationship, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Angst and Tragedy, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Consensual Sex, Uchiha Madara Has Issues, POV Kakuzu, Angst and Romance, Tragic Romance, Canonical Character Death, anti konoha, Worldbuilding, Kakuzu Needs A Hug, Everyone Needs A Hug, Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, but its one line, Bisexual Male Character, Angst and Humor, Hurt No Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Unreliable Narrator Series: Part 5 of Drag My Dark Into the Dawn Summary:

Kakuzu knows he was supposed to die against Hashirama. But he is stubborn, and he loves life, and so he lives, clings to it, an abomination to the very society he used to be a part of. A nukenin, he's heard people say. That is the new word for shinobi who've deserted their villages. There are only two in the world now.

 He is one. Madara is the other.

 « I have to stop him, » Madara speaks up. breaking the silence. He opens his eyes, black as onyx. « I have to destroy Konoha. »

#madara uchiha #uchiha madara #madara #kakuzu #senju hashirama #hashirama senju #uzumaki mito #mito uzumaki #naruto #naruto fic #kakuzuweek2023 #day 7 : tragedy #very late happy birthday to kakuzu! #wolf writes

[faolanrune]

Astarion Fic: It's Not Fair

"https://archiveofourown.org/works/49911997"

Or full below the cut

Gender neutral Tav x Astarion

Quiet Moments. If you had to put your relationship into only a few words, you would use those. Quiet Moments with Astarion, on the road traveling, in the aftermaths of a battle, or at night as you curl against each other’s arms. 

In the moments where he’s trying to worm his way out of something, giving you that adorable little smile and some pet name that’s sure to make you blush. And you can’t help but laugh at his antics, swearing to yourself that you’ll scold him later. But you never do, you never can. 

“It’s not fair. It’s not fair how much I love you. You always make me laugh when I’m trying to be cross with you.”

In the moments you sit beside the fire, him sitting between your legs away from the group as you run gentle hands through his curly hair. Softly working out knots and tugging leaves from it. Even after he no longer looks like he ran through a bush, your hands still in his hair, enjoying the soft smile on his face and little sighs he hopes no one hears as his head rests against your thigh. 

If either of you dared look towards the rest of your party you would meet their eyes. No one ever said anything, no one dared after hearing you chew out Lae’zel once for a comment. But they couldn’t admit it was a soft scene to watch, something many of them wished for themselves but could admit you two fit together well. Lae’zel would call it a “strong match” or Wyll would comment how “the heart knows what it needs.” That’s all that would be said, voices whispered among them as you hum softly in your own world with your dearest love. 

It’s within the moments after nightmares when he jolts awake with the feeling of blood on his hands and drowning as it clogs his throat, where you hold him close with soft whispers as he clings to you. The moments he lets that wall down and shows you his cracks, and you stay by him and help him mend them one by one. You swear that you’ll help him fight his shadows, to be a place he can come when the world becomes too much.

And he almost can’t stand it. The damage he feels he has sustained, too much to possibly earn your gentle way with him. 

“It’s not fair. It’s not fair how much I love you. You make me ache, yet you stay and hold me like this. You hold me like I’m something pure, something not yet shattered by the damned world. You hold me like I’m something meant to be treasured, and not some broken mind and torn soul. It’s not fair.”

It’s in the moments you dance together, over branches and rooftops. That despite being so much older than you, he can’t help but trip over his feet. But you never laugh at him for it, only tug him close as you press your forehead between his shoulder blades. Letting out a breathy sigh as you sway up above it all. 

It’s in the mornings. Blinking away sleep to find his head curled up into the crook of your arm, skin eerily cold but a comfort you’ve come to enjoy as it is your reminder that he is here with you. Tossing him his shirt as you work on your armor, eyes casually glancing over him, scars and all before he catches your eye and makes some crass joke. And you laugh, even though he’s made the same one a dozen times before. But every time you still laugh, you laugh because it comes from him, and you know he means it a little more each time.

In the sunrises you promise to spend together, never knowing which one might be his last to see for a while. His hand is in yours as you watch the sun bloom over the horizon. His eyes are so pretty in the sunlight, gleaming in the morning as he turns towards you to press a soft kiss to your forehead as you rest it on his shoulder. 

It’s not fair. It’s not fair how much I love you darling. I’ve seen so much, and I know exactly what I want now. I want this, us, what we’ve made together for as long as Father Time will allow us.”

“Christ you’ll be the death of me won’t you darling?”

"Perhaps I might be. But regardless of what our time together brings, I'll spend my days so close to you 'cause if I'm stood here, then I'm stood here.

And I'll stand here, I'll stand here with you"

I have more of these on my Ao3. Plan on posting them all over here at some point.

#writing #headcanon #fanfic #bg3 #bg3 astarion #bg3 fic #my fic #baldurs gate astarion #baldur's gate 3 #wolf writes

[famewolf]

'It’s like the sun has entered Gary’s very soul. Every part of him burns with those words as they pound with each beat of his heart. Engulfing his body in divine flames, he is consumed entirely. This is all that exists.' - Chapter 1 of Better the Devil You Know

finished editing the first chapter of a project I wrote 2 years ago and plan to finish in November. it's a wordy, indulgent fic about my two favorite traumatized men from a campaign long, long ago.

it is explicit in nature, though the first chapter is mild, the content warnings are marked in the tags.

#[static] #wolf writes #dnd fanfiction #18+ Seriously please and thank you #I've been wanting to select some fics to work on for NaNoWriMo since those have been nagging at the back of my mind for some time #so I thought it'd be a good time to dust this chapter off and get excited to write and complete the other two #and yes i know the difference between incubi and succubi #oskov's got only succubi on that side of the family tree so though he's mostly a human man he's got a quarter infernal from his mom's side #it's all just fantasy fun #not my go to kind of writing but it was interesting to do! i do prefer eerie horror and spooky stories which i have plans for in the future #fingers crossed the link works it is giving me trouble on my computer but i can access it on mobile just fine

[kind-wolf]

A/N: A little something for my lovely @angelaiswriting

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Ryung-gu had to admit, at least to himself, that the familiar walk to the office of the RM Team felt nice.

When he rounded the corner though these thoughts were quickly abandoned.

There were two major changes.

The first thing he saw was that their round picnic table had been replaced with another desk. Joon‐Woong.

Then his gaze drifted further left, where the biggest change had taken place. There, at his old desk, sat a young woman, engrossed in paperwork.

Before he had even comprehended the situation and decided to adress her, Joon-Woong nearly ran into him from behind. "Ah Mr. Lim! I'm so glad you are back" the too-chipper man greeted, dropping down behind his desk with a far too-pleased look on his face.

"Have you met our new team member yet" Joon-Woong continued when Ryung-gu only stared at him.

"Angela! This is Lim Ryung-gu."

Only when the new guy adressed the even newer woman, Ryung-gu returned his gaze to her, to find her already smiling at him.

It was so beautiful, it froze him in place. Only after some embarrassingly long moments he realized that he was supposed to say something. "He-hello."

Thankfully he was saved from further embarrassment by Ms. Koo's arrival.

When his team leader was met with an insistent stare, she shrugged. "We needed help when you left. Mr. Choi recruited her."

Ryung-gu didn't know what to say. She let the new guy pick a team member? This was a bad idea. A really bad idea.

He was snapped out of his thoughts by Angela's sweet voice though. "Mr. Lim. I realize this had been your desk before. Do you mind if we share until we have created some more space for another one? I really need somewhere to sit to fill out all the reports."

Her rambling is kind of adorable he found himself thinking before shaking the thoughts from his head.

"It's alright. I'll use Mr. Choi's desk."

He assured, turning to said man with a glare.

Joon-Woong immediately got up from his chair to protest. "Hey! No! You left. You're the new guy now. You don't..."

However getting up to protest has been a mistake. In the blink of an eye, Ryung-gu had zapped himself into the chair right behind Joon-Woong, looking very pleased with himself.

While Mr. Choi spun around in confusion and then immediately complained about how unfair that was and that Ms. Koo should do something, that all faded into the background when he heard Angela's laugh from across the room.

She tried to stiffle the sound behind her hand, when their eyes met.

Ryung-gu only found himself smiling in return.

#mbc tomorrow #tomorrow #kdrama #lim ryung-gu #lim ryung gu #drabble #mbc tomorrow imagine #내일 #tomorrow 내일 #wolf writes

[black-wolf066]

(((I’m still doing a TUA re-watch, so I'm still not at season 3, but I'm at work and I'm bored and this AU idea kinda wouldn’t leave me alone. it’s just a very short little blurb and I highly doubt I'll do much more with it, but it’s an idea, lmao.))).

When Vanya was four, a natural disaster had struck the city she and her mom had lived in.

For years, her mother spoke of a bright angel that had saved them both, bathing them in blinding ethereal white. Vanya remembered that light, but she also remembered the deafening, head-splitting, ringing sound of her own cries as it echoed off the rubble. It wasn't until she was 14, when she realized that that angel her mother spoke so highly of, had been Vanya all along.

#tua #The Umbrella Academy #tua au #the umbrella academy au #vanya hargreeves #an au in which none of the children were adopted by Hargreeve #maybe all the children were born naturally but still have powers #i don't know i didn't really think too hard into this au idea #but its food for thought for later #writing #my writing #wolf writes #fanfiction #tua fanfiction

[wolfkeeper989]

Hello! I have been updating but unfortunately forgetting to post announcements! But I am up to chapter 40! I hope you continue to enjoy the story.

#assessments #psychonauts #psychonauts2 #fanfic #frazie aquato #wolf writes

[who-canceled-roger-rabbit]

Some spins on the "mostly male team with a token woman" trope:

The woman is trans and stayed in her old circle of bros even after transition

The woman is the only one in her circle of "girls" who didn't turn out to be a trans man

#of course even in that case i'd still make plenty of other characters female OUTSIDE the main team #there's a they wolf in my closet #gender #transgender #trans #lgbtq+ #queer #story ideas #writing prompts

[wolfjackle-creates]

Number 5 again?

Here you are! ^.^

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Dick sighed. “Danny’s gone. He discovered who we were.” He let out a hysterical laugh. “And apparently thinks that because we work with the US government it means we were just pretending to like him to gather information so we could turn him over to someone who would hold him against his will and torture him.”

Clark landed and pulled him into a hug. Dick clung on tightly. “Why does he think that?”

Dick shrugged and, reluctantly, pulled away. “Apparently his parents betrayed him once already. I think…” Dick closed his eyes and whistled sharply. “Come, Titus.” He held onto Titus’s collar and began walking away from Clark towards the manor. “We think he already has experience being held and tortured. And that it was his parents fault.”

Clark’s sharp inhale proved his horror at such a thought.

“Yeah. So now Danny’s gone and we have no idea how to search for him. Did B tell you he’s a meta? We knew he had some powers, but clearly we missed some because now we suspect invisibility, density shifting, and flight. So we’re trying to find the ones who want to hurt him. But we keep hitting walls!” Titus whined when his grip tightened too much. Dick winced and let go immediately to pet the dog. “Sorry, Titus. You’re such a good boy.”

Clark draped an arm around his shoulders. “Well, why don’t you take me to the cave and you can go over everything you know. Maybe a second pair of eyes will help.”

Dick shrugged. “Couldn’t hurt. And maybe seeing you will remind Bruce he knows how to do more than grunt when people ask him a question.”

Clark winced. “That bad, huh?”

“Worse, if I’m honest. Danny shot him with an energy weapon before density shifting out of the cave. So now his newest kid is missing and he’s too injured to go out and search for him.”

Clark let out a low whistle. “Yep. That’ll do it.”

#dpxdc #wolf writes #bad reveal au 1000

[darkestglimpse]

HI THIS IS FOR MY MAINLY CQL CANON DIVERGENCE FIC. I’m soooooooooo excited, featuring wwx as the yiling patriarch and lwj’s husband 😏, but neither wwx or lwj know. Trust my process I’m working on it

Snippet:

And yet, Lan Wangji sees one person he can still save. If this is how Wei Ying lives on—if this is how Wei Ying’s memory remains—

Lan Wangji, lump in his throat, does what he yearns to do. He stands and steps forward and wraps his arms around the Patriarch, simply holding him there, aware of the blood seeping into his clothes, aware of the darkness licking up his sides, and he gently rests his cheek on the Patriarch’s head.

The Yiling Patriarch goes silent, his energy flaring up and then settling quietly. They both stand there, just breathing.

He’s warm in Lan Wangji’s hold. He smells like blood and the tang of a sword though Lan Wangji knows he doesn’t yield one. He smells like raw power and rage and something that seethes and he smells like the soft scent of wine he was drinking last night, eyes not red then but dark and soft and warm as he’d laughed lightly and sat comfortably across from his husband. He bleeds like a human, but everything about him screams demonic cultivation, screams monster, and yet—

And yet, Lan Wangji gently touches his knuckles to the Patriarch’s bottom lip, wiping the blood there as the Patriarch inhales sharply, trembling before he goes boneless, head landing softly on Lan Wangji’s shoulder.

#mdzs #cql #wangxian #snippet #canon divergence #my favorite au ever I’m so excited to try it out #i played with more poetic writing for this one I kind of love it #wolf writes #do we like the indented format for the snippet idk I’ll try things out

[wolfstarr-the-sequel]

Do y'all think the Scout's last name is Jones? Like it's a generic last name and he also think Tom Jones is his dad and obviously he'd belive it even more if they had the same last name

#wolf writes #tf2 #tf2 scout #tf2 headcanons

[wolffallsintodanmeihell]

// corpse au , dead dove do not eat , gore

Everytime Danny transforms, he must consume part of his corpse to return back.

Hey guys! Finished up the first chapter of my corpse au fic! Plan for ot to be three chapters, hope you guys enjoy! Though please read the tags.

#danny phantom #wolf writes #meg writes #corpse au #no one knows au #tw // gore #dddne #dead dove do not eat #darkfic

[akatsukitrash]

Little peek at Chapter 1 of Touka’s fic : 

Hashirama whistles in admiration. Tobirama’s eyes are wide, his face lit up with child-like curiosity. 

“This is amazing,” he exclaims, nearly hopping with excitement. “I’ve been working on jutsu projects, but I haven’t gotten much result yet. And you- you made something like that work.”

“Yeah,” Touka nonchalantly replies. “It’s a lot of work though. At first everyone thought I was insane for wanting to specialize in genjutsu when some of our enemies have the Sharingan. That’s why I took up kenjutsu as well.” She throws the sword in the air, catches it by the blade without cutting her fingers, and presents the hilt to Tobirama. “I bought time by doing my part in missions that way, and working on my genjutsu during down times. What’s your project?”

Tobirama grabs the sword and gives it a try. “Clones.”

“Clones?”

“Yeah,” Hashirama replies in his brother’s stead. “He wants to make actual corporal clones by dividing his chakra, but it’s a lot of chakra theory and maths. What did you call it?”

“Kage Bunshin.” Tobirama stops practicing with the sword to focus more on the fireflies embedded in the hilt, admiring the craftsmanship. A rabbit passes by, almost startling the three kids. 

“I think it’s a good idea,” Touka encourages him with a smile. “I’m very good with chakra control and theory, if you need help-”

“No, I want to do this on my own first.”

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