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[forlornalbatross]

"You wear it well, You camouflage the way you feel; Just take a breath, people change & promises are broken"

Take a Breath - Jonas Brothers

[woodland-gremlin]

Summoning Your Secret Boyfriend Pt. 7

This part was brought to you by the amazing @megasweetbones . They wrote this part, I simply edited it. Go check them and their work! Show them some love!

First Previously AU Summary

“Were you the ones that summoned me, freeing from the bane that is paperwork?” the being asked.

Constantine was momentarily thrown for a loop, but the Brit was able to right himself more quickly than any of the other heroes.

"We summoned you to make a deal. I'm offering my soul-"

"Let me stop you there." The King's smile was mocking. And probably terrifying to everyone else, given his fangs. His lichtenberg lightning marks spasming in a way that could be mistaken as agitation. "I know who you are, John Constantine. Many hold claim to fragments of your soul. But, even if that was not the case, I am the one who holds claim to all souls. As all souls have , and will, pass through the Infinite. Your soul holds no weight here. Neither does your mind or body. Do not bargain with them. And do not bargain with me. Simply tell me why it is you summoned me, as I already know what I want from you."

Constantine looked like he didn't know whether to be offended or not. But it seems fear won out, as well as desperation.

"Forgive me, please, your majesty. Trigon has threatened to destroy our universe, starting with Earth. We have summoned you here to ask that Trigon be forced to return to the Infinite Realms. Or, to at least be stopped from devouring our universe."

It was as if everything paused. The billow of the wind, crackling ice, the flicker of the candles, the shifting of the lightning scars and cape of stars.

"He has threatened... what?" Quiet, almost shocked, the words passed from the Ghost King's lips.

Lips which twisted into a snarl. Fangs elongated. Flickering candles became green blazes. Wind roared back into whipping gales. The King's body distorted with his rage. Unfathomable and nightmarish.

"He dares to Challenge me?!? My Rule? My Authority? He knows of how this world has those under my protection and, yet, still believes he can touch what is MINE?"

If Red Robin and Supernova hadn't already been exposed to this Eldritch madness and the Realms, frequently, they'd probably be near catatonic. Like the other heroes. Most were on the ground or leaning against something. Aquaman looked sea sick. Flash was shockingly still for once. Even Batman couldn’t handle the madness the King oozed.

Supernova can smell that at least two people have pissed themselves. Euwh. What an awful day to have a nose. Especially with his heightened sense of smell. Phantom could probably smell it too, though was uncaring in his rage.

At least Constantine was able to speak in the face of an angry Ancient who Rules the Infinite. His experience with powerful otherworldly beings that could end him at any moment coming in play.

"Please, let us know what deal it is you wish to make in order to have Trigon stopped. He will be here very soon."

"I want you to abolish the Anti-Ecto Acts and free the souls of my citizens, who were captured and experimented on under such heinous laws." Phantom turned to look at Red Robin and Supernova, who should have pretended to be affected like the others. As it stands though, they were standing there. Unshaken and unaffected. "There are those among you who have already worked to undo the damage. But they should not be forced to work alone. I want all of you to support them and my people you have wronged. I want my people returned, safe and sound."

Phantom was finally able to calm down as he spoke. Wind slowed down and candles went back to but a flicker. He turned back to look Constantine dead in the eyes.

"Make no mistake, I would have fought for the Earth, and this universe, the moment I was made aware of Trigon. I have my own reasons for protecting this world and its people. But I expect the same in return. In that you are protecting the health, well-being, and safety of your people? I must do the same. Free my people and erase the laws that allow your kind to hunt us for sport and science. This is not a deal, as it's my job to prevent my people from destroying the Balance. No, this is a warning. My people may question why I'd save yours, given these laws. My people want war. While I deal with Trigon, you will undo the mistakes of your government. Or else, banishing Trigon would be for nothing."

With that, the King left. Ice and the haunting aura leaving with him.

Constantine looked over at the two young men who stood, casual and unmoving. He, as well as every other person in the room, was still shaking. The whole situation called for a drink, or a dozen. But he knew that he needed to get everyone in order to fulfill their end of the deal. The Bat would just knock down any liquor once he was aware and the Anti-Ecto Acts were too important to deal with while drunk. Bullocks.

To be continued?

Note: Hoped you guys enjoyed that! @megasweetbone really out did themselves. Now the question is this a good place to finish? There isn't much more I would add but some aftermath so I want you guys to tell me if I should just leave it as is or not. Once it is finished I am going to ask the others who helped with the story ( @fanfics-or-dragons and @megasweetbones ) if I can post it on Ao3! After all I want to properly credit them so knowing if they have an account so I can add them as a guest writer or credit them another way. Tell me your thoughts in the comments!

-Gremlin

Edit: I have decide to post it on Ao3. If I decide to add anymore it will be in an epilogue or another story. Thanks for your support!

[dimlylittorch]

My fic recommendation list🖋️:

THESE ARE NOT WRITTEN BY ME

- Ruins: Joel Miller x ftm!reader - Author

- Epiphany: Logan Howlett x fem!reader - Author

- Taco Tuesday: Gambit x fem!reader - Author

- Untitled: Joel Miller x ftm!reader - Author

- Who’s Your Daddy?: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Nooner: Darth Vader x fem!reader - Author

- Bouquet: Dieter Bravo x fem!reader - Author

- At The Emperor’s Word: Viktor x Jayce x fem!reader - Author

- My Burning Sun Will Someday Rise: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Say My Name, As If It’s Drowning In The Tide: Jayce x fem!reader - Author

- Come Quietly: König x fem!reader - Author

- A Step Into Hell: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Unsweetened Lemonade: Ghost x reader - Author

- Trainer König: König x fem!reader - Author

- Prosthetic Arm Simon: Simon x fem!reader - Author

- Smother: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Family Matters: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Sunlight & Sawdust: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Return To Sender: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x fem!reader - Author

- Iron Tide: John Price x fem!reader - Author

- Raspberry Girl: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x fem!reader - Author

- Meet Your Match: John Price x fem!reader - Author

- Pretty Girl: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Older, Bolder: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Kerosene: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x fem!reader - Author

- The Glasses Stay On: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- She Said It’s Her First Time: Nanami Kento x fem!reader - Author

- Nine Lives: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x fem!reader - Author

- North: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x fem!reader - Author

- That House In Nebraska: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Ruthless: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x fem!reader - Author

- Unraveling: Logan Howlett x fem!reader - Author

- Love Sounds Like This: Leopold Mountbatten x fem!reader - Author

- What’s Left Of You: Logan Howlett x reader - Author

- Waiting Game: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Honey-Do: Joel Miller x fem!reader x Tommy Miller - Author

- A Lil’ Something Sweet: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- To Call You Mine: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Hold The Line: Bucky Barnes x reader - Author

- Stimuli And Response: A Study In Chemistry: Reed Richards x fem!reader - Author

- Cherry Picker: Joel Miller x fem!reader - Author

- Somebody Else: Clint Flood x fem!reader - Author

- No Saints In Safe-houses: Soldier Boy x fem!reader - Author

- Still Got It: Soldier Boy x fem!reader - Author

- Doctor, Doctor, Have Mercy On Me: Kento Nanami x fem!reader - Author

- Bunny Gone Wild: Winter Soldier x fem!reader - Author

Hope the authors don’t mind being on here!! If you do just lmk and I’ll remove your work from this list!

[erraticprocrastinator]

I just saw a post from @paperplateprose (I was going to reblog but then the tangent did what tangents do and got long enough that I felt like it deserved its own post) that really got me thinking.

So many of us writers, including myself lately, are victim to the “I should/could/would write more” mentality, and I’m not sure about everyone else, but for me it definitely turns into guilt and determination to somehow force myself to write more often than not. It’s gotten to the point where I’ll sometimes sit at my desk staring at Word for upwards of an hour just trying to write, or rewriting the same three lines seventeen times because I just can’t get them to sound right, neither of which ever lead to me actually writing anything that I won’t just scrap or completely reword later when I’m actually in the right headspace. Reading that post finally helped me make the connection between this plight and another concept I’ve seen floating around and have had a personal issue with ever since I first heard it, which is that writers need to be avid readers.

Setting the actual debate aside for another day, the train of thought brought me back to when I was younger, when I was your textbook undiagnosed autistic “gifted kid,” complete with hyperlexia and a love of reading so strong that you would quite literally find me with my nose buried in a book at any waking moment that didn’t strictly need to be spent doing something else. Reading was my entire personality, the thing I was known for, the thing I was good at. I tested at a high-school-graduate level of reading comprehension by the time I was thirteen. Like a lot of people in the same boat, I never imagined there would come a time when I didn’t enjoy it anymore. Then came the later years of high school, when “class books” went from something we did to pass the time to serious pieces of class work with assessments and deadlines attached. Reading The Outsiders to introduce the idea of themes and motifs turned into essays on Of Mice and Men and notated analyses of Pride and Prejudice. Reading became a demand, which, even though I, still being undiagnosed and never having heard the term “Pathological Demand Avoidance,” didn’t realise at the time, slowly but surely killed my desire to do it for fun. Even though the books were often ones I would have enjoyed if I’d come to them on my own, turning reading into an expectation destroyed the safe space of escape it had previously been for me. By the time I actually graduated high school, I only read books when I had to for school, forget about in my spare time. These days I’m lucky if I do my university readings or read a fanfiction every once in a while, because even though I’m able to rationalise that I’m being silly and could read all the time if I wanted to, I still can’t bring myself to do it. That part of me is gone, or at least so damaged that it’s going to take a long time to recondition myself.

This all comes back around, because I’ve just realised that, in trying to make myself write because of some made-up pressure I’ve placed on myself, I’ve accidentally come very close to doing the exact same thing to writing. By developing these expectations and convincing myself that I’m somehow doing a hobby I do for fun and for free inadequately, I’ve turned writing into a demand, just like school did for reading. The frustration I feel staring at Word for those mindless hours is the exact same feeling I had the last few times I actually tried to read a book for my own enjoyment, when I just couldn’t get into them and couldn’t articulate why. At some point, wanting to work on my stories but not being able to went from “just”executive paralysis to something bordering on the demand avoidance I’ve been struggling with in almost every other area of my life. I’m within a hair’s width of losing my greatest joy again. Fuck.

I guess the reason I wanted to post about this is to implore other writers on here, especially other neurodivergent writers, to please, please try to get away from the “I have to write for the sake of writing” mindset I talked about before. I know first hand that you might not even realise you’ve slipped into that way of thinking until something (like a random Tumblr post) points it out, but I can tell you that it’s worlds better to have a WIP sit untouched for months because the mood just hasn’t struck you than to drive yourself almost to the point of no return like I have. I’m just grateful that I’m now at a point in life where I have the self awareness and reframing tools to stop myself slipping all the way (thanks, free internet therapy). Thanks again to paperplateprose for making me catch it before it was too late. I guess it goes to show that one person’s random post is another’s existential crisis.

[huckleberrysigh]

Need someone to write a fic post s4 where Nancy is the only one to understand what Dustin is going through and sympathize. Barb and Eddie parallels. Even better because of Nancy and Dustin's relationships with Steve

[moltenwrites]

I just read up to chapter 12 of Iridensia, and that shit rocked. Super great cast, interesting world building, there’s a mystery that’s being amazingly set up, which I am very excited to see more of, a great villain, and Yuri. Highly recommend

[clumsydolly]

I agree, Belphie was forgiven too quickly and had like no repercussions for his actions and I do find it very annoying myself just as a whole. I mean he literally killed us and we did in fact die and their consciousness was put into the other Mc. I remember it was stated that Barbatos removed the other dimension whatever that means, though I'll have to go back and check cause I'm not sure if that means he completely irradiated that dimension or it disappeared or what. I think someone wrote about the past realm of characters going through Barbatos portals and it was chaos. And I also remember some people saying that they don't believe first realm Belphie would have killed MC because he saw MC got along with his brother's and that they liked MC granted Lucifer was throwing a tantrum but Belphie got to see how his other brothers protected Mc from the eldest brother. Also Belphie never got the chance to kill Mc in the first timeline because his other brothers were always there. As for jokes I'll have to say I don't even remember there ever being jokes lol so I'll have to look at that.

If anyone can find the fic/headcanon I talked about please give it to me!!!