I fear this has been a long time coming (2+ years) but ignore that.
Hi Everyone! You can call me Shadow, or Hale, Shadowhale if you're feeling fancy/formal.
The art for my profile pic is from the amazing @awesome-shoes-with-wings. The art for my banner is from the wonderful @dreastblogs. They are both fanart for DMWT - my pjo time travel series. Both of them are amazing artists, go check them out!!
I'm Shadowhale over on ao3. Go check me out! I write lots of things for many many different fandoms :)
The list of fandoms change day by day and I'm always willing to chat about pretty much anything but here are the fandoms I'm most in right now.
Pjo
marvel
Naruto
Star Wars(specifically Clone Wars era)
Batfamily
Teen Wolf
The Pitt
Fic Highlights
this wouldn't be a complete list because I will not be updating this every time I post smething new. But I'm going to highlight some I really like :)
Dead Man Walking Tonight Series -
The fates choose a group of demigods to try and right past wrongs. Here's hoping they can save more people this time around.
Or. A big sprawling time travel au where Percy and co from two weeks post HOO are thrown back to when Percy first arrives at camp. With a healthy dose of Eldritch gods, realistic Luke redemption, and a focus on the natural consequences of coming back in time. They may be able to change things, but at what cost?
What We Lost In the Fire - A naruto time travel fic, focusing on team 7 + Shikamaru being sent back from the 4th war to the day of team selection
Back up against the wall, with death looming on the horizon. The last reamining Shinobi are out of options, all expect one. One last plan, one last chance to fix everything from the beginning but space-time seals are unpredictable at the best of times, especially ones made hastily.
Now they must deal with the consequences of being back in time, as they desperately try to prevent the future that haunts their dreams. However it has been a long time since Naruto was a hyperactivity prankster, Shikamaru just a lazy genius, Sakura a naive civilian-born, and Sasuke a loyal Konoha Shinobi.
Or:
Team 7 + Shikamaru completely fail at being normal (mostly)non-traumatized genin. Guest staring Hatake-my-team-was-supposed-to-be-a-dumpster-fire-but-not-this-kind-of-dumpster-fire Kakashi, and Nara-who-hurt-my-son Shikaku.
Shattered Reflections - teen wolf
Stiles would never forget the first time he saw his mother’s reflection. It was the first time he had seen anyone’s reflection that actually looked like them.
Stiles has always been able to see people's deaths in their reflections, but he was never able to change anything. Until one day something changed. Perhaps this time he can do something, he can change the future, and save the Hales from the fire. No matter the personal cost.
Featuring: Magic Stiles, ride or die best friend Scott, deeply concerned Hales and a desperate attempt to change the future and defy fate
I do my best to keep my tumblr organzied but I will admit it's not my strength. I'm good at fandoms, not so good at naming any au's I come up with. But here are a couple!
Will Solace in the PItt - Sigh. Welp, considering how it's taken over my life, it deseveres a spot of honor. Will Solace starts as an MS3 during season 1 of the Pitt. Demigod, child solider meets actual medical professionals. Nobody is having a good time. Everyone is worried
My masterpost for all the star wars thoughts I come up with. Most are fix-it's nearly all have stuff to do with jedi-clone relationships. I just think they're neat :)
HOO found family au - a reimaging of HOO where the 7 actually become friends/family and have meaningful relationships with each other instead of existing in the same space.
Barton Mess AU - my sprawling marvel x pjo au that includes son of athena! Peter Parker, and son of apollo!Cooper Barton. This is not tagged as well as I'd like and you can find a lot of my pjo x marvel stuff in the community I run. Heroes meet Superheroes.
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinsou Hitoshi & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shinsou Hitoshi & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Class 1-A & Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi
Characters: Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Todoroki Shouto, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), I'm not tagging them all
Additional Tags: Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, (but I was the one who broke it in the first place), Shinsou Hitoshi Needs a Hug, Shinsou Hitoshi Needs Therapy, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, Parental Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Parental Yagi Toshinori | All Might, shinsou is collecting parental figures like action cards, against his best attempts not to, Protective Shinsou Hitoshi, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, he's really worried about his purple kid, Child Soliders, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, One For All Quirk Haunted by Past One For All Users' Ghosts (My Hero Academia), it's subtle but it's there, Scared Shinsou Hitoshi, he's fucking terrified but he's going to do it anyway, Other Additional Tags to Be Added.
(...etched into the surface as evidence)
Things go very wrong for the heroes. The Resistance make one final effort to send Kitsune, formly known as Shinsou Hitoshi, back to before this ever happened, with one mission: Kill All For One and Shigaraki.
However, something goes terribly wrong. Now, back in his fifteen-year-old body, Hitoshi must find a way to stay under U.A's and the villan's radar until the Kamino incident where he will be able to complete his mission. All he has to do is pretend to be a normal first year Gen Ed student and not draw attention to himself. Should be simple right? But it's been a long time since Kitsune was Hitoshi, some habits are hard to break and he is surrounded by the ghosts of all those he failed.
"Padmé and Anakin are Ahsoka's parents" "No, actually it's Rex and Anakin" "No, it should be Plo and Shaak Ti-"
Ahsoka doesn't have parents. Stop shoving Jedi into nuclear family roles. I'm so tired of it.
Jedi are raised in a community. You have a Master that guides you in the ways of the force until you're attuned enough to let it guide you on your own, and you won't need a teacher anymore. Then you let them go. This doesn't mean that you stop caring about your Master but you have thousands of Masters and you have thousands of brothers and sisters and Padawans too.
Aayla doesn't not teach Ahsoka because she's not her Master. She is still a Jedi Knight, and Ahsoka is a Jedi Padawan. They are all part of the same Jedi family, so of course, Aayla also does her best to guide her. So does Plo. So does Luminara. So does Master Sinube. They are raised in a way that they are all close and connected enough to each other to all fill teaching roles and be able to confide in each other and help each other and I think that's beautiful.
Consider titanomachy Hades being basically the Olympian side's field medic because of his ability to manipulate bones (hc)
There is so much horror in that even if we ignore the horrors of war. He doesn't know it yet but this is not his nature, this is not what he's supposed to be.
Or maybe he does know that he isn't supposed to be this, its just that he doesn't know what he is meant to be.
Maybe it influences his 'healing' somehow. Maybe his essence knows subconsciously he is going against everything it should be and sabotaging it a slight bit. Maybe its simply that his powers are not suited for this task, so they are leaving defects because that is their nature. Maybe every injury he fixes, leaves them brittle, maybe he saps energy.
Hades respects Will Solace. He recognises his darkness before Nico does. It is similar to his own after all.
You are the ruler of the dead, the underworld. Skeletons rise to your command, and the very minerals of the earth shake at your footsteps. It does not matter when or how a mortal dies because they will come to you eventually. The dead bow before you, your subjects are endless.
You are sixteen years old. You are sixteen and you are not fighting mortals. You are not fighting those who even can die. You are sixteen and all you know is that bones respond to your command, you know when things are out of alignment and how to push them back. You do not know this is not supposed to hurt. (None of your siblings do. The god of healing will not be created until long after this war. There is no gentle light to be found in this world.) But you learn, you learn how to heal, how to set things right and it feels wrong deep in your fake bones but so much of your existence does these days that it doesn't phase you.
Thousands of years later, you barely remember those days. (Sometimes you think that you blocked them out, sometimes you wonder what the sixteen year old version of you would think of the god you have become. Maybe he would hate you, maybe he wouldn't care, maybe you were always supposed to be like this.)
You son helps his lover repair injuries. And you watch how soft it is, how kind. His lover is the son of the god of healing, of light. The purpose is in his bones no matter what other powers he may possess. Your son is not built for healing, and yet his hands are still kind.
Then again. Perhaps that is the mortal part of them. They are not simply children of the gods and Maria had always had such gentle hands for all of her stubbornness.
(You are not kind, you are not gentle. Hestia is made purely of fire these days, but you know she would limp if she chose a human form. Even though her bones should be fake, you healed them at that time and thus they became real.)
i'm very happy with cookie clicker's success of course but it's difficult to tell if it was a freak fluke or if there was some sort of unsuspected secret sauce at play. could i do it again. modesty aside somewhere in my hundreds of design docs for other game ideas there could be the game industry equivalent of a nuclear bomb. i must tread lightly
Would anyone ever discovers about Will being a demigod in yours Will x The Pitt au? Or like just someone discovering about his healing powers or smth like that?
Hmm. I don't think anyone would ever discover the full story. I just can't see a situtation where Will would reveal everything. Maybe Harrison or Jake (if we're including them) might reveal the whole thing to one of their families but I highly doubt it.
However yes! I think that Will's healing powers do get revealed to some people after a while. Although people would take thier own conclusions I've talked a little bit about what Dennis might piece together. And others are of course going to connect different pieces depending on who they are and thier life histories.
I am slowly but surely making my way through the parade of horribles. I have many many quotes written down to comment on when I have the time but Jesus fucking Christ dcc why do you have to make the jokes so tragic?? Spoilers below
Like yeah haha half mantaur is actually sliced in half that's so wack and one half is in love with this striper whole the other hates him. Haha I can see the jokes from here very funny.
Wait. What do you mean Dong fell in love with one of them because they said the most heartbreaking thing. (im forgetting the quote and I only have the audiobook so I can't go back and find it) Wait stop. Dong is holding them together as they're being melded back as one saying "I have you" over and over again. Wait wait. Go back. Go back to the jokes.
Ah a dick joke. Okay we're good. We're good. "Grul has entered the realm" HOLY FUCK WE ARE NOT GOOD WHAT THE FUCK DUDE
not every mutual fits neatly into an archetypal medievalism but there are some mutuals that im like yeah addressing you as “my liege” would come strangely naturally
I know so little about the Pitt but— imagine Javadi’s algorithm showing buzzfield unsolved-esque videos about the case of Percy Jackson and why is this kinda reminding her of Will???
Lmao I love this idea. It's going on the conspiracy board. It doesn't help that Will ends up mentioning some people off hand who might be part of the conspiracy around Percy Jackson.
Javadi has many many theories about who Will is. Will is activtly causing her to make more much to everyone else's either amusment or horror.
If you want to PLEASE share the 18 yr old Carl au you’ve mentioned before 🙏🏻🙏🏻
Oh sure! It was more of a half thought than anything really fleshed out but I think it's fun to play with ages and what that really means.
There's a big difference between a 27 yr old running around leading a rebellion and a 18 yr old leading one. It's less about the skills, the dungeon can supply them and Carl learns a lot on the fly. They end up leaning more heavily on Katia's engineering skills but it doesn't change that much on that side of things.
It's more that Carl really has not seen much kindness from anyone at this point in his life. And he continues to be thrown off by his friends who are willing to sacrifice anything to help him. He tries to keep it together, because he knows that there are a lot of people counting on him. But he's still 18, he's still just barely an adult trying to cling to sanity.
And then there's his relationship with Bea, that gets more and more fucked up the longer you think about it. (especially with the reveal of Asher, who in this reality is actually an affair kid. Who his dad most likely had right after Carl's mother died by suicide.) And Carl has to deal with the fact that he would have tried to help the kid in a heart beat, would have taken him in even though he's just a kid himself trying to stay afloat.
And then there's the guild. Who keeps looking at him for leadership. Because he is the leader but he's also so young. And sometimes they are hit by this realization. Because he is not a child now, but he is young and they are forcing him to lead them. (not that Carl would have it any other way, but that doesn't change the fact that he's in charge and he can't legally drink yet).
Idk man. It's not the kind of au that changes things drastically but I want Moradeci not to think about it until it hits him over the head, and there's nothing he can do but try and keep this stupid kid alive. I want Odate to share her story and Carl to see himself. To wonder if it was Katia or Donut who he would choose.
I want him to meet the cookbook authors and for them to be so angry at this injustice. And he doesn't understand that they are angry at the Crawl but they are also angry for him. I want Tipid to hug him, and call him little brother. I want Rosetta to stare at this kid and let it make her even more angry. I want Milk to call him 'young' with a level of grief that freezes you in place.
Donut and Carl are each other's people. In this way, both of them are kind of stepping into adulthood together in the dungeon. And there is a level of it that is freeing as much as it is horrifying and awful in the same measure.
Wrt Dennis thinking Will is blessed or smth, I wonder how that would play out? I haven’t given much thought to Dennis in our AU but he’s definitely a confounding factor depending on how much he believes in faith healing and stuff
You are Dennis Whitaker and you have grown up around people who don't really believe in going to doctors. You have grown up bandaging your own injuries and hoping they don't get infected, walking off sprains and pretending that everything is fine. You are raised to believe in God, that those who die, die by God's hand, by his will. And sometimes all you can do is pray for someone to live.
(You have four brothers now, but once you had five. But you're not supposed to talk about it. So you don't even though it doesn't seem fair. Because how is it fair that a fourteen year old dies? What could he have done wrong?)
You are Dennis Whitaker and you go to college, and your horizons expand past your small town and the words you were raised on as the truth. God is not the be all and end all. You cut ties with your parents, you go to med school. You learn how to heal for real and not just with muttered words. You don't pray to God anymore, not really. But you can't help but still believe in Him.
You are a MS4 and you start your first day of the emergency rotation. You meet a lot of cool people that horrible horrible day. There is a man who shines like the sun when he thinks no one is looking. You watch him place a hand over a cut, and you can not help but think of the faith healers from back home. The ones that prayed over injuries and expected them to heal themselves. You know better now. You know that does nothing. You think you might hate him. Because what is he doing here? In this place of modern medicine, this ghost of the past that you are trying so hard to run from.
And then he moves in with you and Trinity Santos (the woman who has offered you salvation and you don't really believe in God anymore but this is a woman named after saints and maybe God has been listening after all). This boy, away from the hospital, is far less of a shining star than he was in those halls. You start to like him, for his dry humor, his practical attitude. The way he does not flinch from the worst injuries he sees. He sings in the shower and can cut fruit into fun shapes but nearly put metal in the microwave at least twice.
You bully him into joining street team and watch him flourish. Out here in the sun, he comes alive in a way you do not understand. Again, you are reminded of all that you have left behind, all the belief that you have discarded. And you cannot help but wonder. Wonder at the speed of his healing, the way he seems to sap pain away from people. The quiet words whispered in a language that you do not understand. You have watched what you were so sure was a broken ankle turn out to just be a sprain. This man is not just a man. You know he is something more.
And maybe...maybe if you did not live with him, you would look closer, peel back the layers and layers that are there. But you do live with this man, this boy really. Who is the same age you were when you decided to leave all you know behind. He wakes up screaming some nights, and barely sleeps others. Sometimes he can not bring himself to eat the food in front of him. He can't stand the smell of cooking meat and flinches from your touch as if you have burned him. There are scars covering his body, so many you do not know how he survived them all. And you can not help but think of being ten and learning that God is so cruel.
You are Dennis Whitaker, and you have very few things that you call your own. You know the weight of secrets, and you do not begrudge Will Solace his. He may glow like the sun, warmth spreading out from his fingers, but he also hates avocadoes and refuses to sleep in socks. He is your friend. and for that, you close your eyes to all that you can see. It is not your secret to share, and as such you do not look closer than you have to.
