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The Hunger Games (Original Series, Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, Sunrise on the Reaping)
The Legend of Zelda (Ocarina of Time, Majora’s Mask, Twilight Princess, Spirit Tracks, Breath of the Wild, Tears of the Kingdom)
Until Dawn
Life Is Strange: True Colors
Pokemon (Games)
The Chronicles of Narnia
Once Upon a Time (Though honestly I pretend like the last season didn’t happen)
Supernatural (pre-Season 10! Also be warned that I am very disillusioned with the hunting lifestyle and the brothers’ relationship so that might bleed into my fics)
Star Wars (Movies. Do NOT send me Kylo Ren requests, I will delete them.)
Confession: i just know alistair is a morning person in more ways than one. he would wake up, start kissing and nibbling on my shoulder, while im slowly awakening. he'd touch and probe, before the tension is unpalatable and we end up fucking in that tiny tent, rustling and trying to stay as silent as possible. it doesn't work
Arthur Pendragon was crowned King of Camelot at only seventeen. Months after his father, the famed God King Urther, was struck down in the final battle of his conquest of the Western Continent. Since then, the new King had been painstakingly ruling over his father’s near empire, aided by forces the world had never seen before.
That was seven years ago.
Now, Camelot demands a second ruler. Arthur reaches for relations with the other Continents. He finds one in the North, in the shape of Princess Guinevere of Cornwallis. Here she comes, the olive branch the North sends to Camelot, the offering upon its altar.
The legends are waiting to be written. It is time to move forward, and pen Camelot’s story.
Guinevere is an interactive, text based story, available on both mobile and pc. Based heavily on the Arthurian legends, you play as Guinevere of Cornwallis, the youngest to the throne. Sent to Camelot through marriage to King Arthur, will you lead the kingdom into greatness, ruin, or be forgotten in the history books?
Content Warnings.
This story does not intend to focus on dark topics, however, they are very much present and are explored. These include,
war and bloodshed
child marriage ; purely in some backstories
forced marriage
abuse
transphobia/homophobia
rape ; purely in some backstories
Features.
Characters Driven Story: almost all your choices matter, no matter how big or small
Character Customization: name, gender, pronouns, title, appearance
Four Love Interests: no routes, as you are free to hop from one romance to another — with some consequences — and including poly routes!
Love Interest POVs: what it says on the tin!
Multiple Endings: many, many endings. some will end the story early, others might get someone killed…
Magic & Myth: choose your magic type, advance in skill or stay where you are
The Love Interests.
THE KING
Arthur Pendragon | 24 | he/him
The ruler of Camelot, having been crowned at seventeen, with the weight of the world on his shoulders. He is your husband, and he greets each day with a winsome smile and sparkle in his eye. He wants badly to be your friend, your confidant, perhaps more, but will you let him? Or will you reject the notion and maintain a distance?
THE KNIGHT
Lancelot du Lac | 28 | he/him
The Champion Knight of Camelot, Arthur’s dearest friend. Famed for his exploits and tales of heroism, he is often the spotlight that nobility and commoners alike are drawn to. The attention, he seems to revel in. He is bold, and dedicated to your safety. After all, you are a ruler of Camelot.
THE WITCH
Morgana le Fay | 32 | she/her
The King’s sister and closest confidant, Morgana is shunned and despised by the majority of court, but her high favor with the King keeps her elevated in a position of power. Like Lancelot, she is frequently the center of attention, but these rumors speak of her witchcraft. She has no reservations about showing her hatred for you.
THE FAE
Merlin | 28 | they/he/she
The King’s mage. Nothing is known about them, but there are very few who speak openly about their distrust. She is a member of the King’s inner circle, and thus, to be treated with utmost respect. Fear, however, is a more common motivator for hospitality. At the least, they smile at you when you pass them in the halls. Must count for something, right?
💬 1 🔁 47 ❤️ 967 · Bats in the Web (Spider-Man!Batdad x Batfam) · What if batfam meets a version of Batdad who is Spider-Man in his univers
I did write this fic about a universe where Batdad was Spider-Man and Bruce his mission control. Honestly, I myself tend to prefer universes where either Bruce never became Batman or where Batdad is not a fellow-vigilante. I find it more interesting, and more fun to write. But in the case where Batdad was Spider-Man AND Bruce was Batman, I think it'd be interesting. Harder to conceal, certainly, but also pretty cool to have a Spider-Man with Bat gadgets.
I think, depending, Bruce would respect his partner being innovative enough to develop and refine the web fluid formula (if the web is inorganic) or come to understand metahumans better and want to study it more (if the web comes from a biological mutation).
What if batfam meets a version of Batdad who is Spider-Man in his universe??
"We can't interfere!" Bruce growls. "I know you want to help, but after the last world we jumped into, we can't take chances."
Dick sighs. The last world they went into, they nearly ruined everything because Gotham had no Batman yet.
But luckily, something descends upon the mugging in progress.
But it isn't Batman.
A strange silver cable zips into view and slams into the assailant's back, spreading in a strange geometric pattern. He stumbles forward at the force of the blow, before the cable springs taut, and the mugger is flung into the air.
Someone lithe and graceful sails through the air, trailing more silver cables and quickly wraps the stranger up in them, robotic arms emerging from their back to assist - almost like a four-armed... spider.
The mugger dangles upside down from a traffic light, completely mummified in silver, and the figure, in a black bodysuit with light-catching silver filaments in a web pattern shining along the whole thing, and what appears to be a yellow hood and short jacket, crouches atop it.
"You get home safe, you hear?" they call. "We'll just be... hangin' around."
The would-be victim grins up at them. "Thanks, Spidey!"
But the Bats are looking shocked.
Because that was clearly your voice, only slightly altered by a voice changer - the voice you use when you broadcast to negotiate with people while they're on patrol.
Before they can speak, though, you've flung yourself through the air, opening your arms to reveal the gliding wings attached from your sides to the arms of your jacket so you can sail through the air.
"Pops is... Spider-Man?" Dick yelps.
From what they can surmise, in this universe, Bruce still lost his parents at a young age, but he didn't develop the desire to become Batman.
Instead, while on a field trip, you were exposed to some kind of radioactive spider, and Bruce did what he could to keep your secret and develop his technological aptitude to help you.
It was Alfred's death that convinced you to become a hero - his last words to you being that with great power came great responsibility.
You and Bruce are still very young in this world, barely old enough to have adopted a young Dick Grayson. It's probable that Damian won't be born, and Tim won't be adopted by you.
You're so much more cheerful than Batman - Gotham's Spider-Man quips, sometimes with dark humor, and inspires her citizens to fight back against the oppressive darkness of their city with good humor and clever tactics.
The Bats make their way to Wayne Manor, only to find the harsh brickwork and traditional architecture has made way for modern-quality of life improvements, fiber optic light fixtures, glass bay windows, and high tech at every turn. It barely resembles their Wayne Manor.
In fact, the caverns beneath the estate aren't even utilized, with there instead being a high-tech laboratory on the grounds with a launchpad to fling you over the bay and into the city.
It's a shock to see them - Bruce Wayne, his body in shape but much softer: he obviously works out hard but he's clearly not a fighter. His movements are relaxed, even sluggish compared to the constant vigilance of the Bat. And he wears an unfamiliar expression on his face - a genuine lazy grin.
Meanwhile there's this world's you - lithe and strong, battle-worn and with the at-rest tension of a vigilante.
Alt-Bruce and you have an easy banter, a love very much like two young people - you're only a little older than Dick, after all, which he finds weird - especially when he and Tim babysit his younger version.
Jason is utterly touched when Alt-Bruce asks about all the kids, so he can make sure to adopt them - he wouldn't want them going homeless in this world. All Jason knows is that young Jason Todd in this world might just be saved from years of trauma.
You're still the strategist, but Bruce is your mission control and the gear/science guy - he helps with upgrades and is the one to suggest a way to get the Bats back to their world.
But you'll need their help.
You fly through the city that night accompanied by five gliding shadows. Shadows that brutally subdue the henchmen of Black Mask as you soar above their heads, connecting some power towers with a filament web, forming a major circuit Alt-Bruce can use to power a tachyonic collider, which should launch them back into their world.
They return to their world, but Jason pulls Bruce aside.
"B... you owe him."
"Owe him what? Who, Jaybird?"
Jason sighs. "Pops. You owe him a chance to see that smile. On you."
Bruce looks at him. "You think my face can still do that?"
"Hey, I was surprised that you were actually funny! But... yeah, I do."
Imagine food shopping with arvan and he just shakes his head or makes some disgruntled sounds if you go for anything unhealthy. Date night is totally cooking or meal prep.
Honestly, I don't even think he gets mad about wanting sweet things or stuff that isn't perfectly happy, I think he just gets mad about getting packaged snack food instead of making it yourself. Arven is sweet and well-meaning but can get very intense and almost judgy about food. Though I do feel like this man will be bowled over by the experience of a Twinkie.
However, Arven is SUPER happy about a meal prep date. He'll have a really nice casserole or pasta dish or meatloaf in the oven while preparing simple but tasty snacks with fresh ingredients. Bruschetta, stocking up sandwich stuff in the fridge, or preparing lighter lunches.
My woke take, as someone who has worked in both a public library and a school library, is that we desperately need both more books that are at a higher reading level but a less mature subject matter, and more books that are at a lower reading level but a more mature subject matter, because 8 year olds who are advanced readers are still 8 year olds and don't want to read about graphic violence and torture, and teens and adults who have learning difficulties or who are just later readers for whatever reason are still teens and adults and don't want to read about Billy the Bunny going to school or whatever the hell.
Shoutout to people in the notes also mentioning people learning the language, I should've mentioned that really, given that I've been stuck reading German picture books myself while learning German.
