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Charles rescues a little living girl from drowning. It was too close to death, so he couldn't prevent her from seeing the dead after that. He feels bad, and wants to make sure she's okay, so he finds her afterwards just to check in. She adores him immediately, and loves having him visit her.
Her mum is a little freaked out by the sudden addition of an imaginary friend to all of her daughter's drawings, but the doctors assure her that as far as trauma responses go, this one is safe. Besides, she keeps claiming it was her new friend Charles who saved her.
Her dad on the other hand is freaking out. It could be a coincidence. It's probably a coincidence. His daughter's drawings are hardly detailed. But the colours she uses, and the things she says about her new friend paint an uncomfortably familiar picture of the boy he and his friends murdered back in school.
I know Tumblr is full of posts about the virtues of commenting on AO3 fics and such. But like. It works.
I just knocked out 8.5k words in one single day for a chapter update because of one reader leaving one of the most absurdly endearing comments I’ve ever gotten. That is unheard of levels of productivity for me.
The power of the fandom. The power of the comment.
Finished reading Dungeon Crawler Carl. Man.....
Bonus Donut sketch below + some rambling that I don't think is worth its own post.
The key to writing good fanfiction is to harbor a deeply humiliating desire, and the trick there is that even pretty basic and societally-accepted desires like “being held” and “being wanted” CAN and WILL be humiliating if they’re intense enough. Become so estranged from human connection that the idea of someone playing with your hair fills you with yearning so deep you feel like you’re going to throw up and you will write some banger fanfiction. It might have some other consequences too but idrk about that.
I have a no dungeon au where Donut is a human child kicking around in my brain and I need you all to know that Carl, master of repression, is jumping through the most intricate and ridiculous of mental hoops to avoid referring to or thinking of Donut as his kid. Nobody fucking buys it. But they also clearly both have some wild abandonment issues so everyone seeing this man lie to himself with all the skill of a drunk donkey is kind of like okay. Saying something now is probably a bad idea. And they're both happy as how things are so? The child doesn't NEED to call her father figure dad for them both to love each other very deeply as their family.
Also in this au Donut is still called Donut by pretty much everyone. She has a real human name. Nobody but Carl, Bea, Carl's lawyer (Quasar), the custody judge, Donut, and her teacher know it. The only time it is used is when Bea takes her to pageants. It gets to a point where after The Breakup and they become roommates with Mordecai their friends are coming up to him like "heeeyyy did you happen to catch the legal name of the child you live with and that we adore like family. Because it's never come up in our years of knowing her and Carl and at this point we're too embarrassed to ask."
It is at this moment that Mordecai realize he doesn't, in fact, know the real name of the child he has been living with and who he is slowly rearranging his life around caring for. He could tell you what after school activities she has for the rest of the month. He could tell you what weekends Bea has (partly because Carl is so miserable on those weekends Mordecai likes to know in advance. There's only room for one miserable bastard in their apartment and Mordecai refuses to give it up). He could tell you the latest tricks she's taught her ugly dog. The show she's watching right now. But the name on her birth certificate? Crickets.
Nobody leaves the conversation feeling good about themselves.
In my beautiful mind palace, Donut is a distant relative of Bea's family. Her parents aren't in the picture and Bea's mom decides she can be useful to the family. So she gets put into the pageant circuit when Bea gets custody. Donut is really young at this point and just went through something very scary, so she's more than willing to do anything that will please her new family (still fuzzy on how much she remembers her old family at this point). It does help that she genuinely like the showmanship of it all. Bea doesn't see this as bad thing, just what happens (she was a pageant kid and knows very well her parents see her as an investment) (a failed investment but we'll get to that later).
Carl and Bea start dating shortly after Donut starts living with Bea. Carl is a little wary at first considering his mountain of parental issues but Bea assures him that he doesn't have to be Donut's dad or anything. He internalizes this because c'mon. It's Carl. It does help Carl and Donut get along at first because she doesn't take to some stranger in her home well. Some part of her thinks Bea is replacing her when she just got here! And she doesn't want another parent either. Hers don't tend to stay. After a very rocky start Carl is able to establish that he is definitely isn't trying to do those things at all. He's just a guy in her apartment. As a joke he says he's more like her manservant than anything and that's what sticks.
From there Carl and Donut get along famously. Carl continues to insist he isn't her dad guys, this is totally different. Never mind that he is constantly doing Dad Shit. That's just because he lives with her. Anyone who lives with a kid would take them to the doctor's office or pick them up from school. What kind of heartless monster wouldn't get that kid an ice cream cone after they got an A on their test on the way home? Anyways, he has to leave now and go grab Donut from her singing lessons.
Donut is also living in denial a bit. She knows the family that's still here sees her as an investment. She doesn't want Carl or Bea to leave so if she doesn't see them as her parents then they won't do either! She does make more of an exception for Bea since Bea got her right after her parents weren't raising her anymore. Donut associates Bea with stability and comfort. As well as a hobby that Donut excels at. But it's fine, Miss Beatrice isn't like her parents! She wouldn't ever leave Donut.
It should be known Carl and Bea aren't bad caretakers but they're not great at it (at least in the beginning). Neither of them have much experience with children so there is a hell of a learning curve. Which means Donut is a bit spoiled and has definitely watched too much TV.
Time passes and when Donut is about nine Bea brings up that they have a talent agent in the family and it would be great to get Donut's foot in that door before she hits puberty. Of course, it's still late in the game to get anything really good for Donut. Unless that agent becomes her guardian. Then they'd have more time to work with and train her.
This is where Carl finally puts his foot down. He and Bea have the big fight like in canon (it happens pretty close to how he finds out in the books, down to Donut falling asleep on top of him while he overhears Bea and her mom at Christmas). They don't tell Donut they're fighting and call a temporary truce while Bea is on her girl's trip in the Bahamas. Carl sees the photo of her with Brad like in canon and dumps her. The second thing he does afterwards is find a custody lawyer because no way in hell is he letting Donut go. He may not be her dad but he will never abandon her.
All those lawyer fees mean Carl needs a new place to live with the Princess. None of their friends are in a position to have them move in, but they help him find someone who can. Katia knows a guy who knows a guy that's looking for a roommate after his last one "just couldn't take all the sad shit anymore man". As a bonus, he already had a background check done since he was teaching some summer classes recently. Cut to a miserable mycologist who's not too attached to getting his down payment back and we're off to the races.
Bea doesn't get this. She was raised the same way and turned out fine. In fact, Donut should be glad she's getting the chance to prove herself like this. Bea could never measure up to the type of investment her parents wanted. She can't even properly catch a decent man (her mother never fails to mention the lack of ring whenever they see each other). While this AU does make her abandoning Donut so much worse now that Donut is a human child, I don't want to make her out into a complete monster. She's still a bad person who has done awful things but she is not without humanity. To write her otherwise would leave a bad taste in my mouth.
Princess Donut, the character of all time
Post-Canon where Carl and Donut are a game guide duo. They had to give up a lot to get that deal, to make sure they weren't separated. Their combined contract lasts twice as long as each of them collectively would have had to do. But they refused to be separated, to live for however long without one another and risk not completing their contracts at the same time.
Mordecai gets out and the first news item he hears is about Carl and Donut's contracts and just how *long* they'll be trapped there, in stasis between crawls, how long *he'll* have to wait for them because he had promised them before the end of the crawl that he'd wait for them. He *would* wait for them. He'd do *anything* for his crawlers - his *family*.
After he drinks himself stupid on one of the Open Intellect Action Network's ships he pulls himself together and gets to work.
Mordecai is a lot of things, but he's not stupid. He was a fucking mycologist on his planet, goddamnit. He was a researcher working with grant funding at a university. He knows how to stretch a budget. He knows how to make his work interesting to the right people.
And the people *love* an eccentric weirdo.
He buys a ship (it's one bedroom, a cockpit, and a narrow little cargo bay that he converts into a sound studio). He goes to Crawl Con and corners a bunch of people into agreeing to do interviews with him (Sydnee Iglacia, Drick, Uptown Hal, a dozen other small-time celebrities). And he sets up a goddamn podcast.
It runs on a shoestring budget and is about Dungeon Crawler World. Everything from the history of the Crawl and the way that it was conceived, the inner machinations of how it works, and even about how different mechanics have changed over time. He interviews top crawlers from dozens of seasons. He interviews Dungeon Cookbook Authors. He interviews set designers and production writers and anyone else he can manage to get his talons on.
He brings in an amount of money that if the general public knew they'd be shocked. He squirrels away every cent, subsisting off of waystation food and booze in his little ship.
The first year where The Valtay run a crawl and Carl and Donut are brought out of storage Mordecai chokes up an arm and a leg to sponsor a deity (Horus, a god not in the running for the ascendancy but whose boons align with Mordecai's skills), gets ground-floor interview rights on Carl and Donut's crawlers, and braces himself.
All of Carl and Donut's crawlers die before the fourth floor. None of them get the manager benefit and not a single one of those crawlers listen to Carl and Donut long enough to live to even make deals.
Mordecai watches with his press pass as Carl and Donut grieve. He angles his feed so that he can be as close as possible to them and if he closes his eyes he can pretend he's able to wrap his wings around them and hold them close as Donut sobs and Carl breathes in a slow, forcibly even rhythm.
The next Crawl Mordecai does the same thing. Sponsors Horus, gets ground-floor interview rights on Carl and Donut's crawlers, and braces himself.
Five crawls in he *finally* gets one of those crawlers into a production trailer for an interview. When the interview is done, he shoves a tightly folded note into the crawler's hand and tells them to drop it in Carl and Donut's Tutorial Guild.
He watches as Carl collapses into his chair, staring at the note, his jaw dropped, before he looks up at the ceiling and smiles, letting Donut read the note. She gasps, looking up at the ceiling as well, and Mordecai smiles, unseen by anyone, at the two of them.
One crawl, centuries into Carl and Donut's indentureship, the stars all align. Carl and Donut get an entire team of crawlers that beat the odds, one of which gets the manager benefit with their class. Carl and Donut convince them to worship Horus, and Mordecai's shrine appears in the combined personal space of the party.
He appears in his deity's soul armor, an amalgam of his own Skyfowl form and the humanoid body of the god. Donut and Carl both *gasp* as they see him and he smiles warmly at them, his eyes softening. He wishes he could reach out an touch them, but he can't, they are not who he is here for. Even if these crawlers make it to the tenth floor to make a deal, Mordecai wouldn't be able to touch them until the Ascendancy on the twelf. Steeling himself against his grief, Mordecai turns his gaze on the new crawlers.
"A boon for you, my children," he holds out a taloned hand and summons a book that he has been assembling for this moment and prays to whatever true god is listening doesn't get confiscated.
New Quest! Seekers of Knowledge
You have been given a very valuable item. A Book of Voodoo. Within it contains the knowledge of thousands that have come before you. Take from its pages, but if you do then you must add another page.
Horus: Do not respond to this message or else the showrunners will see what we are speaking of here. Listen to Carl and Donut. I was their manager once just like they are yours now. If you have any questions, pray to my shrine for knowledge and I will help you however I can. Make a show of it. We don't want the worms figuring things out too soon.
Carl and Donut sleeping on the couch ✨
I love this books so much, I can't believe this is the first time I'm drawing something about them, should have done it sooner
she would go fully off the edge and destroy it all if she lost Carl
i love that scene for so many reasons and one of them is cuz i think that scene does a great job of continuing the trend in the series of acknowledging how carl and donut are not seen on even ground. they're not equal threats. carl is the explosive bomber guy who says "fuck you" to the powers that be and is determined to save everyone he can. donut is his talking cat. so many times we see them addressed as "crawler carl and his cat" or "the crawler and his talking cat". but donut is as much of a threat as carl is, just in a different way. donut is a performer, she's persuasive and charismatic. she's a spellcaster and a ranged fighter. she is super intelligent and she makes spur of the moment calls and while she may be caught off guard in the moment she adapts quickly. she is kind, taking the time to get to know the name of every soldier and mercenary, telling pony she's going to teach him about humanity and social rules and that she's going to talk to him every day because she knows he's lonely. she's perceptive as fuck and can read people very well. she IS a threat, but because it's not in the explosive outwardly aggressive way that carl is, and because she's a CAT she's not taken as seriously.
everyone always talks about how carl's biggest weakness is how much he loves donut. how he would do anything for her. how he would choose her over everything. how if he lost her, he would break and would destroy EVERYTHING. and it's true. but because donut is not seen on equal footing as carl, no one bothers to wonder how she would react to losing carl. carl is her PERSON. he is her family from before the dungeon and all through it. he is the person who sees her true self and she can be herself with. he is her SAFE SPACE. we've seen her panic at him in danger. we've seen her try and protect him in the same ways he tries to protect her. they are each other's. if donut lost carl, you can bet your ass there would be some kind of crashout. idk if it would be a huge explosion, or if it would be a quiet implosion, but it would happen. and the universe would know her grief. but no one bothers to ask or wonder, because she's a cat.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dungeon Crawler Carl Series - Matt Dinniman Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Carl & Princess Donut (Dungeon Crawler Carl) Characters: Carl (Dungeon Crawler Carl), System AI (Dungeon Crawler Carl) Additional Tags: Book 7: This Inevitable Ruin Spoilers (Dungeon Crawler Carl), self reflection, Survivor Guilt, Impostor Syndrome Summary:
“I’d asked them to do something, and they had died…What gives me the right to lead so many into what will surely be their deaths?” - This Inevitable Ruin, Chapter 56
“The way I’d done it had probably been a mistake. A big mistake. I didn’t care. Donut was alone, and I would do whatever it took to get to her. Whatever it took.” - This Inevitable Ruin, Chapter 71
Carl has to come to terms with the fact that during the Faction Wars on the 9th floor he ordered thousands to their death but then dropped everything to go to Donut.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov Characters: Shane Hollander, Ilya Rozanov, Rose Landry Additional Tags: Minor Shane Hollander/Rose Landry, Minor Shane Hollander/Original Female Character(s), Compulsory Heterosexuality, Erectile Dysfunction, Coming in Pants, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Series: Part 2 of Birdie's Swoon June (Pride Month) Fics Summary:
As captain of the Metros it was expected that he would pull when they went out and Shane Hollander was excellent at living up to the expectations of others. Unless of course we’re talking about the expectations of the women he pulled. Because no matter how gorgeous the girl he pulled, he can’t keep it up long enough to finish.
Or, canon divergence where Shane and Ilya do not hook up their rookie season and Shane falls deep into compulsory heterosexuality. One conversation with Rose Landry might change that.
Inspired by @swoon-june Day 11 Prompt: Denial
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dungeon Crawler Carl Series - Matt Dinniman Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Carl & Princess Donut (Dungeon Crawler Carl) Characters: Carl (Dungeon Crawler Carl), Princess Donut (Dungeon Crawler Carl), Beatrice (Dungeon Crawler Carl) Additional Tags: POV First Person, POV Carl, Pre-Dungeon, Minor Book Spoilers, in so much as canon details about Carl pre-dungeon, minor Carl/Beatrice Summary:
Carl never wanted another pet, not after the incident with his dad and the fish. But then Beatrice wants to adopt a kitten. Princess Donut is Beatrice’s cat. Not theirs. And so what if she sits on his lap when he plays COD. And so what if he trained her to get up on his shoulder. And so what if she sleeps on his neck/chest every night… she is not his cat.
Or, Carl relationship to Donut before entering the dungeon.