the untamed is so fucked up like what if you were the brother of all time but in a cursed way. first your brother-in-law dies because your big sister loves you so much. then your big sister dies because she loves you so much. then your new big sister and little brother die because they love you so much. the only reason your og little brother doesn't die? because you died first. because you love him so much.
"Leo's the most stubborn dummy in the world next to you. Ain't no way he's going out without a fight, or bitching about the state of his med bay after Dad nearly ransacked it before Casey stopped him." [...] "And Raphie's there to make sure of it. Raph is here and he's okay. Were all gonna be okay. That's a Dr. Delicate Touch Promise."
Because the day everything isn't okay will be the beginning of Mikey's hunt for the one dumbass who made him break that promise.
slowly blossoming into the bright world I dream of by mad_and_thick_as_thieves
In a nearly-steampunk 18th-century America one step to the left, an intelligent but poor girl is the first person to find and bond to a native dragon in generations. Forced to go to a dragon-training school for rich foreigners, she's thrown into a world set against her and has to balance her fight against society with her desperation for knowledge. Almost despite herself she becomes close friends with some of the people around her - a damaged fellow student and kind servant in particular.
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Sugar: Sweet
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Main romance: Polyamorous
Polyamory: Main romance; atypical but not unheard of in the worldbuilding
Gender: Binary cis
Fiction or non-fiction: Fiction
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two steps to the left | 6.4k | raphael santiago character study | canon divergence | dimension travel | saphael | asexual raphael | rosa & raphael | rated: t
After surviving the Soul Sword Massacre, Raphael Santiago is pulled into another world and forced to watch himself live a life as a mundane. This Raphael is a law professor in Melbourne, has a close relationship with Rosa and is married to Simon Lewis.
It is the life he has always craved. It is the life he can never have. Still, it makes him rethink some things, like the possibility that someone would marry him despite his disinterest in sex.
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This is my second fandom trumps hate gift for 2023 @fandomtrumpshate, this time for @myulalie, a character study of Raphael Santiago taking place after 2x10 in Melbourne. I appreciate her patience and I hope people enjoy this!
My Invisobang minibang art for @seaglass-skies lovely fic Uneasy Lies the Head (That Wears the Crown Alone)
Summary:
When Danny decides on behalf of everyone that it'd be better for him to run off to rule in the ghost zone by himself, Jazz decides to talk some sense into her brother. With force, if necessary.
Summary: You were running late today, unlike the past six months. This was weird. You were never late. Nerdanel finds herself fumbling around waiting for you.
(AN: Comforting your soul with this sibling piece. On a tangent I would not forgive Feanor or his sons if they abandoned my sibling as they did to Nerdanel...just saying)
"Hello, Nesa."
"How are you faring, Nesa?"
"Amme made your favorite, Nesa."
Nerdanel awaits the familiar voice to greet her. At any moment now, her brother will walk in with a basket full of food that is enough to feed six other quendi.
You were running late today, unlike the past six months. This was weird. You were never late. Nerdanel finds herself fumbling around waiting for you.
"Ai, Nesa, forgive me," you barge in, undaunted by the overgrown gardens that line Nerdanel's house, an unwelcoming house that was visited by few. "I got held back by some Eru-forsaken ellon." You roll your eyes as you start unpacking the basket full of food. Even today, Nerdanel's heart lurches at the very sight of you.
You look so much like her Maitimo. Your hair, braided like it had been once for her twins. Too much alike. Maybe it is the absence of mirrors in her new home that looking at your hair, identical to hers, shocks her every single time.
You are young, just like her sons. You were born after Nerdanel had married Feanor and left home to live with her husband. Surprisingly, you are a decade younger than Maitimo. It had been quite a news when Mahtan announced your begetting. A child so late in age was unexpected.
Nerdanel never got to know you as she did for all her other siblings. You were an existence she remained unaware of for the longest time. And then her world came crashing.
Finwe died, and her husband and her sons left. The world plunged into the chaos of change. Exile, kinslaying, the Silmarils, everything became a mess.
And Nerdanel, for once, felt weariness creep up her soul. It was then that she met you, a brother yet a stranger at the same time. You walked into her life when all left.
You called her Nesa with such familiarity that it felt as if you had known her forever.
Nerdanel, even in her despair, could not ignore you. You shine brighter than anyone. Smiles come easy to you, but so does humility. You walk into the room with a hundred different things from a hundred different people. Some days you sit with her as you complete favors asked of you.
The world moved on from Nerdanel's grief. Her father Mahtan worked in his forges, Indis lived with her son Arafinwe, the Teleri rebuilt their city. Nerdanel remained waiting, but she was never alone. She was always accompanied by her youngest brother who waited beside her.
Somedays she finds herself telling you all about your nephews and your brother-in-law. On other days, she remains quiet and untouched by any such memories.
You sit there and listen. On her quiet days, you fill the room with your chatter. She wonders how well you would have gotten along with Maitimo and Makalaure. Maybe you would have befriended a wild Tyelko. Her sons would have loved you.
Feanaro would have treated you like a son. She was sure of it because she felt a similar maternal love surge in her as she did for her sons.
"Nesa," you saunter in with a bag full of yarn. By now, Nerdanel is familiar with your spontaneous lifestyle, but she can't help but question the bag almost bursting at its seams with so much yarn stuffed into it.
Noticing her questing look, you rest your bag as you crack your back."Ailma has just received a new batch of yarn and needed help transporting it to Valmar, so I thought, why not assist her," you said. Nodding in agreement, Nerdanel handed you a glass of water. You quickly gulped it down and thanked her.
"Why don't you join me, nesa?" You asked, stopping Nerdanel in her tracks. She hadn't left her home in years, and now you were inviting her to join you.
Your expectant gaze found her as she tried to evade it at all costs. Too soon. No one wanted her there anyway. She should no-"I have heard that you studied sculpting there. I would love to see your work, and some of my friends would love to meet you."
"Trust me, nesa," you said, standing up and clutching Nerdanel's shaking shoulders. "You have done nothing wrong to punish yourself in this manner." Your words did little good at first. Nerdanel felt the urge to tell you how wrong you were.
However, you did not falter and spoke with utmost sincerity, "Nesa, you did not do anything wrong. It's not your fault." you continued speaking as you rocked a sobbing Nerdanel.
It was her first time breaking down in front of another, the first time laying her grief open. It was unlike your idle chatter or Nerdanel's willful reminiscing.
That evening, you convinced her to accompany you to Valmar. The trip was spent racing mares, playful bickering, but also reassuring nods and hesitant smiles.
It was not quite healing, but perhaps it was a step towards accepting it. Whatever it was, Nerdanel held it close to her heart.
Summary: Someone tried to set up Jiang Wanyin. Wei Wuxian took the fall - and key players took the chance to send him to prison to get too-smart-for-his-own-good Wei Ying out of the way. Thirteen years into his sentence, he's released from prison and disappears. Three years after that: Lan Wangji finds him by chance. Unfortunately, he's brought a fresh round of trouble with him. The two of them have to fix their friendship, fix a sabotaged airplane, and then fix everything else as it happens.
My comments: Starts with a bang, wwx running away and lwj tackling him into an undignified fight that goes all over the yard. There is A Past - a reason why wwx has been away for so long and is no longer a part of the aerial firefighting community, but rather a struggling mechanic and paroled felon.
While wangxian figure themselves out, sabotage and a continuation of a 20-year-old plot come to light. The climax moves fast and involves lqr being a dick, another plot, wwx being stupidly sacrificial, a wildfire and an aerial attack. Exciting stuff!
modern au, pilot au, aerial firefighters, angst, caretaking, doting lan wangji, self-worth issues, communication, sabotage, myster, case fic, affection, non-sexual intimacy, first kiss, love confessions, ouyang zizhen being a duckling, jiang sibling feels, xuanli lives, protective lan wangji, protective wei wuxian, attempted murder, supportive lan wangji, happy ending, @silvarbelle
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As a younger sibling, the baby, I cannot overstate how beautiful it is to see all the older siblings coming out with so much love tonight. All these amazing people relating to Gerard-- sharing in that protective, proud, wonderful affection for their little siblings-- that is such a great thing to see.
As the kid sibling, I am sharing in that feeling of astonishment that we are so cared for, no matter how many times we are shown. We will always, always look up to you. We will always want to follow you out and will be so glad when you come home.
Thank you for letting us dress up like you, for letting us listen to your music, for watching out for us.
