I wish you would write the coach or principal Boggs fic or a everlark as high school teachers fic.
Thank you for the ask @waywardangel-wilds!! Inspired by you and @thesunpersists and this string!
“Want to talk about it?”
Katniss ignores the question, staring out the passenger side window as they drive. She wonders if Vice Principal Boggs would seem this insufferable if he wasn’t married to her mother. Probably not; she’d almost decided she liked him Freshman year, before...
He doesn’t push, just drums his fingers on the steering wheel rhythmically, but out of sync with the music playing softly on the radio; maddening!
“I’m just… stressed - okay?” she snaps.
He stops his drumming, but keeps his eyes forward on the road.
She does the same.
There’s something about the front seat of the car that makes it easier to admit things she wouldn’t otherwise. She suspects Bogg’s knows that: Prick.
“I have a test in Heavensbee’s tomorrow and I can’t keep any of the rebellion dates and what their impacts straight. Why are there so many?!
He harrumphs.
“Meanwhile, I don’t have any idea what’s going on in physics anymore. Prim needs new cleats before her game on Saturday. And Madge’s mom wants me to help her plan some God/awful surprise party, I know she’ll hate.” She’s really on a roll now. “And Peeta’s—”
“Dump him,” Boggs interrupts.
She throws he hands out in exasperation. “Not helpful.”
He shrugs, his lips twitching into an almost imperceptible smile, “just remember it’s always an option.”
She crosses her arms and slumps into her seat. She was going to say - his mom’s a bitch and the only time she can see him outside school is his wrestling meets that she can’t always attend.
“How bout I take Prim and Ben out for cleats and ice cream after dinner and you can have a quiet house for an hour or so?”
She sits up a little.
“For studying,” he says, turning from the road to give a pointed stare.
She rolls her eyes. That’s not what she was thinking. He doesn’t realize what he’s offered her. Before Boggs was in the picture, on a night like this with her mom working, she’d be responsible for cooking dinner, cleaning up, and making sure Prim’s homework got done and that she got off to bed at a decent hour. It would have been 10 till she could study and after all that, she wouldn’t have had time to talk to Peeta at all.
“Focus on History, since the test is tomorrow. You should consider telling your mother about the party; She might be able to talk some sense into Miriam. And I can work on Physics with you this weekend.”
That’s right, he was an engineer in the army before he retired to torture children at the local high school. Katniss glances over at him and realizes he’s waiting for her to respond. Likely expecting her to turn down his offer of help just as she’s done every other time before.
“Fine,” she mumbles and turns to stare back out the passenger window, but not before she sees him smirk: insufferable.
Author’s Notes: This story is ALIVE!!! Sorry that it took a year; we were busy with life and other projects.
Notice/warnings: fear, funerals mention, blood
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Bazeema led Asha, Samantha, Star, and Valentino to her hideout. Bazeema and Asha helped Samantha to the hideout.
“Are you sure that you know what you're doing?” Asha asked, fixing her coat and hood to hide Star (who was hiding in her hood and was in the form of a mouse) and herself just in case as there were now wanted posters that came out of nowhere all over the city, as if it was already quicker like wildfire.
“Yes. Why do you ask?” Bazeema asked, looking at Asha as she held Samantha upright while walking.
“Because we’re heading to the mayor’s mansion…” Asha said, nodding at the direction where they were heading, seeing the mansion in sight.
Samantha nodded and looked at Bazeema as well.
Bazeema looked at the direction they were going before looking at Asha again. “Ok… My hideout is in the mansion.”
“Hideout?” Samthan asked, confused.
“Yes. But it’s like a hidden room with a trap door to other passages.” Bazeema said
Asha and Samantha looked at their friend in surprise.
Asha and her friends knew Bazeema as a shy and soft-voiced type in their friend group. But it seems there was more to her than meets the eye.
“How did you get or even find a place for the hideout?” Asha asked when they got close to the mansion.
Bazeema put a finger to her mouth, quietly shushing her and checking to see if there were any guards nearby.
“I’ll explain a bit later. Now, we need to follow me.” Bazeema said quietly to them.
Then Bazeema guided them to a dark alleyway, though a
They walked down until they got to a brick wall.
Asha has never been to this part of the Mansion before.
Before anyone could say anything, Bazeema went to a pile of planks against the wall and carefully removed the planks.
There was a big hole in the wall. It was big enough for them to crouch and go through.
“Nice use of mahogany!” Valentino said to Bazeema before going into the hole in the wall.
“Wait for us, Valentino!” Asha called out to him while she helped Samantha to crouch down and go through the hole.
Star got out of Asha’s hood and shapeshifted to star form and glowed brightly for them to see, clear as Bazeema got in and put the planks over the hole to cover it up.
“Alright, here we go.” Bazeema said, looking at her friends.
Asha was hesitant, as if there would be a chance for them to get caught.
Star noticed and hugged her, comforting her.
Valentino nuzzled before they heard the footprints of guards and officers echoing outside.
Bazzema pointed down the tunnel, and they all quietly went down the tunnel.
Asha looked back, knowing the guards would be fleeting here at any moment, but then she suddenly heard a voice call out to her, “It’s ok. Keep going.”
Asha was surprised by that voice. It wasn’t a voice she recognized.
She looked around, but no one was there but her, Valentino, Star, Samantha, and Bazeema.
Asha’s heart beat hard for a moment as they went down the hallway.
She couldn't see along with Samantha and Valentino. Until Star lit up the way, lighting the darkness.
“Gracias.” Asha said in Spanish to Star.
Then Bazzenma pulled something out of her pocket.
It was a folded map.
She unfolded the map and looked at it. “This way.” Bazzenma said, pointing down the tunnel.
They start to go down the hidden tunnel.
“Remember when I told you that my parents mysteriously died when I was 13 years old?” Bazeema asked at one point, looking at Asha and Samantha as they went down the hallway.
“The accident? Yeah, you told our other friends and us about it. We were even there at the funeral to keep you company.” Asha said, nodding.
“And there was no answer of how they died,” Samantha added, “just a car accident.”
Asha nodded again. “So… Why bring up their deaths?” she asked, curiously.
They made it to three passageways.
“Well… mom was a historian and dad worked with the staff here. Before their deaths, they gave me two keys and this map to a hidden room of the mansion… They told me to follow the map of the manor… Almost like a whistleblower situation.” Bazzema said as he pointed to one of the passageways. “This way.”
They made their way down one of the passageways and continued down the tunnel.
They continued to walk down the tunnel until they got to a door.
Bazzema pulled out something from her pocket. It was a key.
“After the funeral, I followed this map, and then I found… this.” Bazeema said, unlocking the door with the key and opening it.
She used it on the door, opening it, and they all entered.
The room was lit up by fairy lights.
It was a very big storage room. There were tables, baskets, books, pillows, fluff chairs/beanbags, blankets, and tapestries.
There are closed windows with shutters mostly closed.
It was also a bit of a fight of stairs on the other side of the room.
Not like the ones they saw from the Mayor's manor.
Despite its disheveled state, the room felt cozy, even though it was messy.
Asha, Samantha, and Valentino gazed in wonder at the enchanting room, their eyes wide with awe. At that moment, Star flew in and he gracefully touched down on the floor, shapeshifting into the form of a small boy. As he surveyed his surroundings, a look of recognition washed over his face as if he had stepped into a place he once knew intimately.
“I think that these two rooms belonged to a child years ago.” Bazeema said, just adding some information.
“Two rooms?” Asha and Samantha asked, looking at their friend.
Bazeema nodded and then pointed at the stairs, explaining, “This room and the one that the flight of stairs goes to. That one… is a little different from here. It’s like a child’s bedroom but abandoned. Like a shrine.”
Asha looked at the stairs before looking at her friends.
“Could I please lie down on one of the fluff chairs.” Samantha said, starting to feel like she’s going to collapse.
“Oh! Yes, yes, yes!” Bazeema and Asha said, helping Samantha to one of the big fluff chairs. Asha and Bazzema placed Samantha on one of the fluff chairs.
Samantha’s eyes widened a bit when lying on the fluff chair before closing her eyes and having a small smile. “This is comfy.” she said tiredly, slowly adjusting herself on the fluff chair a bit more before just lying on it fully.
Star and Valentino got on the fluff chair and lay down next to Samantha, who was starting to nap.
Asha smiled softly at them before looking at Bazeema.
“This is an incredible room, Bazeema.” Asha exclaimed, her voice filled with curiosity. “But why did you keep it hidden from us?”
Bazeema looked at her before looking away, embarrassed. “Introverts deserve their quiet and private places. This is one of them. Also, I was worried that one of you would tell one of the staff or the mayor about my… home.” Bazeema said before chuckling and smiling awkwardly.
Asha hummed softly and nodded in understanding.
But something got Asha’s attention.
Star was looking at the stairs, like he wanted to go up there, but was scared that something could happen.
“You ok, Star?” Asha asked, a bit worried.
Star quickly looked at Asha and nodded. (I’m ok.)
Asha hummed softly and then looked at the stars in the sky from the window, then looked around.
It was Star looking at the room and the door; it looked like Star knew this room and the door before.
In one corner of the room, there was a collection of children's stuff, suggesting that someone had once lived there. Upon closer inspection, it became evident that some of them were burned, while others were damaged or even dismembered.
Asha starts to have more questions going through her head. “Bazeema… do you know if the mayor had a kid?” she asked, looking at her shy friend.
Bazeema looked at Asha and shrugged, starting to say, “That thought did come to mind, but I didn’t know how to ask or who-”
Then the sounds of bells rang outside, getting everyone’s attention.
Alarms were ringing for a town meeting.
“Oh no… town meeting…” Bazeema breathed.
They all looked at each other.
“What are we going to do now?” Samantha asked, fear in her eyes.
Asha took in a deep breath as she started to think of a plan. “Ok, we'll think of something,” she said, starting to think. Asha looked out the window, then got a plan.
“Bazeema, you and Star will go to the meeting to see what is happening and get our friends.” Asha said, pointing at both Star and Bazeema.
“But what about Sam?” Bazeema asked, looking at the resting Samantha.
“I’ll be fine. I can join you!” Samantha reassures, giving a tired thumbs up, and tries to get up, but she still doesn’t have a lot of strength to get up yet.
“No, you rest.” Asha said, pointing at Samantha.
Valentino noticed and quickly got on top of Samantha, making her sigh, lying back down, and staying down on the bed.
“Valentino and I will watch over her and help her up when she has enough strength.” Asha explained to Bazeema, taking off her coat and putting it over Bazeema. “You and Star find our friends.”
Star looked at Bazeema as it got up and shapeshifted into a small bird, flying up to her.
Bazeema looked at Asha and Star before nodding
As Asha put her hood up, she looked back at Sam and reassured, “Don’t worry, we’ll get your wish and your strength back, along with the others. We just need to get a plan ready.”
Then Asha looked at Star, who was on Bazeema’s shoulder.
“Star,” she started, getting Star’s attention. “Please, if Amaya is there and if there’s a mouse, please tell the small animal to tell Amaya this.” Then she whispered something to Star.
After getting the message, Star nodded and hid in the hood, getting nice and comfortable in there.
“Why a mouse?” Samantha and Bazeema asked in union.
“Since the mouse can be quiet like a ninja, and maybe it can sneak and get to Amaya…” Asha explained and paused for a moment before adding, “Hopefully she doesn’t get too scared by the mouse.”
Bazeema nodded. “We’ll see you guys later after we get the others.”
Then Bazeema left the room with Star, going down the same secret path.
Bazeema’s mood had shifted a bit to a braver one. Something she didn’t know she’d never feel again.
“Come on, Star,” said Bazeema as she left with Star, “Let’s get
After Bazzema and Star left, Asha sat down next to Samantha and Valentino.
Then she heard crying.
Asha quickly looked down to see Samantha crying. “Sam, what’s wrong?" she asked, concerned and worried.
“Asha… the person who ratted you out was Simon…” Samantha said, choked up.
Asha’s eyes widened in worry, and she asked in shock, “What? … but why?” But then she remembered what the others said earlier. “He burst out… that was his final straw.”
Samantha nodded, still crying.
“It’s my fault… all of this…” she sobbed. “If I had one for Simon and protected him from Magnifico, none of this would have happened and-”
Asha put a gentle hand on Samatha’s shoulder, gently rubbing it.
Samatha looks at Asha, tears streaming down her face.
“We don’t know what could have happened. If you were able to and gave Simon a set, Magnifico would have probably figured out that those were fake and probably forced you to show your real wishes.” said Asha as she tried to reassure Sam.
“But that doesn't excuse the fact that what I did…” Samantha said, tears still streaming down her face.
“We can still fix this.” Asha said, handing Samantha a handkerchief. “We’ll find a way to defeat Magnifico, get and give everyone’s wishes back, and you’ll explain yourself to Simon. But for now, let’s rest.”
Samantha looked at Asha and nodded, letting herself lie back down on the fluff chair a bit weakly. Then quietly coughed out into a handkerchief that Ahsa gave her, but revealed that the blood was red with hints of gold.
Asha, Samantha, and Valintino’s eyes widened when seeing that.
Asha never saw it before on her mother or Saba, until she remembered - Her father coughed the same color RIGHT before his death.
Asha remained calm as she held her friend’s hand, comforting her.
“It hurts… It feels like it’ll never go away…” Samantha said, tears starting to stream down her face again.
Asha felt tears peeking at her eyes as she wiped her friend's tears away, saying softly, “I know…” Then she carefully hugged Samantha. “Please… just stay… try to stay… please…” she begged as tears started to roll down, not wanting to lose her friend like how she lost her dad…
Asha still needs to have hope and faith that her friends will be found and be back quickly, including Star.
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Author’s notes: Well this is it! We are finally getting close to the climax! Stay tuned for the next chapter, as we revealed another surprise twist and find out Star’s past.
Now the blood was one of the effects of losing a wish, more of the amount of betrayal Magifico felt that the person did. (Sakina and Saba Sabino are fine, at the moment).
So... I have some fic ideas and I wanna know which one would like the most
Which one would you rather see next?
Afton death swap (multiple povs)
Agony chapter 1
tsams dating (romantic and platonic) dating sim CYOA
Disney Wish rewrite (Yearning)
Bloodlust chapter 1
Sequel to Eth fic (iwiidcbmtik)
Voting ended onOct 11, 2024
I'm so sleep deprived lol
Debating on making this poll last a week (I'm doing it)
(I will get around to all of these eventually, I just wanna know which ones the best idea to do)
Afton Death Swap
So basically, the story will start with a main prologue, then as the characters experience the tragedy of the prologue, they will get their own individual stories of their POVs, you get to pick which POV you want to follow, or read all of them (the main story will conclude at fnaf 6, but I do have a side story in mind for security breach and help wanted)
Agony
Chapter 1 will be about William waking up in this new agony infested purgatory, he must find some answers and survive, because everything wants him dead
Reach for the Stars
The "dating sim"
Similar to the death swap, there will be a main prologue and each route will be its own individual story, some characters will have romantic routes, some platonic, some both, you decide
There will be dialog options, but I'm not sure whether I should let comments vote which option to pick, or write all of them, and you read which one you pick (it'll be like, go to chapter x if you picked y, ya know)
I might need help with this since it's SUCH a big project, so if you have Notion and want to help write an x reader fic of your favorite tsams character, just shoot me a dm! It's first come, first serve for characters, but obviously, collabs are acceptable
I should also clarify that this is a FANFIC, not a game, don't want to confuse anyone
Yearning
I posted about this a while ago, this is one of my many rewrites for Disney's Wish, it has its own magic system, backstory, and religious components and I might even write songs for it if I decide to go that far
Bloodlust
My collab with @mossy-frog69
We're writing an infection au basically centered around bloodmoon (and polyamory lol)
The first chapter has been in development for a while, but I believe it will soon be at a point where we can post it for you guys!
I'm wondering if I don't come back, maybe then I'll know
An ethgoesboom fic about glitchtrap being the real afton and springtrap being a fake
Anyone know any fanfic out there where Dean, in the heat of the moment/middle of a nasty brotherly fight, wishes sam was never born and he gets that wish by some random wish creature or angel or something?
I wish you would write more alphas in rut bc, as much as I love omegas in heat, I feel like there's a lack of alphas in rut. Alphas who are needy for their omegas touch and rub against them, and have this animalistic desire to breed
I do try to write more fic's focused on Alpha Ruts, but Omega Heat's are just so fun and easy lol
I can see this for basically any ship but sure Alpha Magnus/Omega Alec, Alpha Derek/Omega Stiles and maybe even Alpha Eddie/Omega Steve [Stranger Things]
i wish you would write a fic where wash married present mic
“Shouta,” Hizashi hisses, hands spamming around the box in the pocket of his leather jacket. “Shouta. I can’t do this. Let me just turn around there’s no way I’m gonna, there’s no way Wash is gonna say yes-”
His best friend smacks him around the head and kicks him into the restaurant. “I didn’t waste three hours of my time with you for you to chicken out, fool.”
The Voice Hero wants to cry as he watches the heartless bastard look at him from outside the restaurant for a few more seconds, before just turning and leaving.
“You can do this,” the blond says to himself, taking a deep breath. He smooths down his hair, and bounces towards where Wash is waving at him from their booth. “HEEEEY, WASH!”
“Wash!” the mechanical hero burbles happily.
“I, um,” says Hizashi nervously, “I have a question to ask you…”
“Wash?”
He takes the box out of his pocket, opens it, and slides into dogeza on the floor with the box in front of him.
“Wash,” he says, desperately, “please, please, marry me.”
He feels a comforting mechanical pat on his head and looks up to see Wash’s eyes curved comfortingly. “Wash.”
“Oh thank God,” says Hizashi, “no one else was willing. Now we can finally get the couple‘s discount at the chocolate factory-!”
The two heroes cheer and throw their arms around each other.
But suddenly, Wash’s body starts to judder and vibrate. Hizashi takes a step back, and his hands flutter anxiously. “Are you okay?”
“W-wash...”
It takes a few seconds, but Wash’s stomach door pops open to reveal a miniature, yellow-haired washing machine inside.
Hizashi blinks. “That was fast, but I guess we can get the family discount now too…?”
a/n: take this percabeth au i had to finish at the last second afjlas i swear i know what i’m doing
“Did you at least make up a good first meeting?” he asks her, filling a brown paper bag with chewy, rich chocolate chip cookies. “Like a book club or a football game?”
Annabeth hesitantly waves a macaron cookie in the air. “I told her you were a very nice guy.”
Percy raises an eyebrow. “And?”
She looks away. “And I may have told her we met when I offered to go to the nurse’s office with you after you tripped on a banana peel, fell into a trash can, and got a chipped tooth.”
(WISH AU ― Everyone is born with a single Star, a single wish. Apparently, Percy's wish will destroy the world as he knows it―happy holidays!)
Write the pre-battle smooch you want to see in the world, eh?
The battle horn sounds again.
This is it, Jon thinks. We make our stand here and now, gods help us. “You all know what to do,” he says to the small group clustered outside the armory, barely hearing his own voice over the frantic beat of his heart. “Get to your positions.”
Arya nods, grim determination in her eyes, and sets off running.
She makes it three paces, then turns around and darts back. She must have had some better idea, Jon thinks; she’s always been clever, his little sister. She’s even cleverer now after all those years surviving on her own. Surely she must have something to say that will help them all live out the night.
But Arya says nothing at all.
Instead, she seizes Gendry’s face in her hands and crushes her lips to his.
And the strangest thing is that Gendry doesn’t look at all surprised that she’s done it. On the contrary, he kisses her back every bit as urgently.
After a long moment they part, breathless. “You’re not allowed to fucking die,” Arya says firmly.
Gendry drops his forehead to hers. “You either.”
Arya kisses him again, then sprints away.
Gendry watches her go, adoration plain as day on his face.
It’s only after Arya is well out of sight that Gendry seems to remember that Jon has been standing there. Color rises in his cheeks. He opens his mouth. “So--”
Jon raises a hand. “I’m more than happy without the details right now, if you don’t mind.”
Relief washes over Gendry’s face. “Yeah. Good, that’s… Yeah.”
