Do you think Makkari and Druig started whatever they’ve got going on before everyone broke up or? They came off like they’d had something going on but didn’t necessarily feel the need to define it or really talk about it - 7000 years of longing is something else like wow - because Eternal and time is on their side. Until it wasn’t, and then they had to face whatever the thing between them is. Also, I love him but that’s another point against Kingo because how do you notice Sprite’s crush and stay oblivious to the most obvious flirting in the world 🧐?
oh I think they've been dancing around each other for at least 6000 of those years, and I think they LOVE it. I always love the fics about them making bets and playing little games with each other to pass the time, I think that's very them, so the idea that they've been very specifically acting only as friends for thousands of years because someone bet the other they couldn't do it is hilarious to me, and also explains why Kingo might have never noticed.
I could also attest this to Kingo's preoccupation with his own image 😂 I can imagine Kingo seeing the others getting portrayed as gods over the years and becoming very busy casually doing vool stuff that happens to be where the humans can see him.
The other possibility is that Kingo noticed Sprite's crush because he also has a crush on Ikaris.
My other thing to say is that, in my fics at least, I don't think drukkari n e e d to face it, I'm very interested in seeing them continue their own unique dynamic in a way that isn't the traditional romance - they're very like 'friends with benefits who live together but we're just very casual about it' and honestly, good for them.
But I've also read almost every 'finally confessed our feelings' fic on ao3 so both is good 😂
I’ve seen the fidgety thing in fan-fiction for Makkari too and while I like the idea of that, and agree that being able to do things quickly might make things boring faster, I’m like you where I feel like she doesn’t actually keep track of time that well. Both because of the eternal thing and the speedster thing. And even though she’s supposed to not have seen anyone in centuries, I’ve chosen to take that as Kingo speaking for himself lol. Idk I just can’t imagine her not visiting. Like staying is one thing but checking in? Yeah no she for sure did that. In my head at least lol
I think the fidgeting thing is coming from like, Quicksilver and The Flash, and for them I absolutely agree, those boys are TWITCHY, but I see Makkari as way more chill than them, like she's very casual. She's happy to just sit there and read some books, and like when they're having full team discussions in the movie she's just standing there absorbing information until she has something clever to say, I don't think that her power really makes time drag for her the way it does other speedsters.
I hate that Kingo said that because now I have to explain it! xD They come off as good friends and while I guess you can just say Kingo is joking it doesn't come off as a joke to me? lmao so I just don't understand why she wouldn't pass by at some point. The way I'm explaining it away in my current fic is that Kingo said something mean about Druig and Makkari isn't visiting anyone that's enemies with Druig which is petty and hilarious to me.
Also, the ring Sersi gives Dane for his birthday. A priceless artifact and possibly missing family heirloom, mysteriously dug up out of nowhere? I cannot think of anyone that reminds me of.
so it’s been like, a while, since i really looked at my ocs outside of zombies, and also my work with the most proper ocs for zombies isn’t published yet, so i’m just going to do the three from other fandoms that i have big fics for and if you wanna hear about my little zombies ocs you can ask about em. okay. okay.
this is also really hard cause these characters go through so much change over the course of these fics, and i’m trying not to give away spoilers xD i will try. my best.
the OG. the one and only. the working-through-your-teenage-frustrations character. i love her.
IMOGEN HAYLOCK
mcu - read sparrow
so the thing with imogen is that i wanted to do something different to the other oc fics I’d seen so far in this fandom. which is not to say those fics were bad or anything, i love them, i just want to be different. I was interested in writing a character that was like....not the perfect fit for the avengers, or the girl that got along with everyone, and then i saw TWS and related media (lookin at you, agents of shield), and i was like, ‘okay but if you were just hydra by name and working by shield values and principles all that time, and then suddenly you had to get up and kill your coworkers....’ and imogen Began.
i find her interesting for her wit and dry humour, her sarcasm and her big attitude - but also, her frustration with life, the deep-cut anger that she’s carrying with her like a rock, her struggle with self-worth and the way she presents herself to the world, and her complete average-ness in a place where everyone is exceptional. she’s nothing special - she’s just skating by, actually, she’s a high school dropout and on probation as a shield agent, and she’s really only off the streets because hydra value her as an object that might hold some valuable information related to a twenty year old cold case that doesn’t even have any relevance anymore in the grand scheme of things.
in sparrow, she finds something to relate to in clint barton - avenger, but also human disaster zone, making things up on the fly, most overlooked superhero of the century, completely regular guy with one unusual skill. she has to learn to be open to change and to want to be a good person, instead of an angry, ignorant person who will blindy follow whatever order she’s given and pick fights with anyone that disagrees with her. she also realises a lot of things that she should have realised sooner - that what’s left of her family is toxic as hell, that she’s been blindy following the forces of evil for years, that she doesn’t have to be an angry child from a broken home anymore, and that there’s a whole, scary world out there waiting for her and she can go and find anything she wants.
the rest of the trilogy, flicker and swift, follow her finding her way in the world, figuring out who she’s going to be and what she’s going to do, which is very relatable to me rn. it’s like therapy. flicker is also a great opportunity for me to have a crack at writing a romance as a side plot, and getting to let this character grow and realise her own self-worth and that yes, she can actually love and be loved in lots of different ways, is so satisfying. swift is just the icing on the cake, swift is her coming into her power, in her own way, it’s her looking back and realising that she’s changed her life and that she could do it after all, it’s a satisfying ending, i promise. i’m going to share it with you one day.
the slaughter of the lambs is kind of the sequel to the very first ac game that i always wanted and never got - except it’s not about altair because. i’m ~special~. the fic is set 20 years after the game, in the Levant, and is split into 4 parts spanning most of marwa’s lifetime, starting in 1211 AD and ending in 1257 AD and following her through the golden era of the assassin’s and the brotherhood’s downfall. it’s canon complaint, but runs like....canon adjacent. it’s its own story.
MARWA ABADI
assassin’s creed - read the slaughter of the lambs
marwa begins this story as a novice training in masyaf, the only female assassin in all of the levant. she’s raw and half-trained, never seen combat, her strength and ability put into doubt every day - but she’s talented too, and she works twice as hard as the boys, determined to prove everyone wrong. she’s tough and scrappy because she has to be to survive in the world she’s put herself in, and just a little too self-confident, which leads her to a downfall but also an important learning curve about wit and wisdom and loyalty, and the importance of striking a balance between free will and service to a cause.
the rest of the story follows these themes on through the times of most upheaval in her life, as she struggles with following the creed and the beliefs of the assassin order and playing her role as a soldier for this cause, and with doubt and acting in accordance with her own personal morals and beliefs, which as time goes on and the assassin’s change, she finds do not always align. she has a strong sense of right and wrong and a strong character to back this up, and she strives throughout her life to become wise like her mentors were and to guide the world as best she can towards the right kind of future, as an assassin is supposed to.
i wrote this character to explore the idea of being a servant to a higher order, to being faceless and lost to time and serving your cause knowing that, and how you find peace with giving your life over to that. especially coming from this day and age, when everything is recorded and everyone wants to be remembered for something, i found this interesting to explore. as marwa developed as a character, the other things came; her struggle with blind loyalty and festering doubt and the careful balance that she needs to strike between them, the folly of youth and the wisdom that she gains as she grows older, and the struggle of being a woman living in a male-dominated period of history and dedicating herself to a craft usually reserved for men.
the first thing you need to understand about this fic, and this character, is that this is the therapy fic. this is me working through my own issues, but like also add +10 drama so that it’s interesting. and a romance plot, because i need the practise.
ANGIE SOMMARS
pokemon - read to go beyond your borders
angie’s story is mostly a sword/shield fic, though i borrowed some characters and stuff from diamond/pearl. the timelines are not canon. it’s set the year after the events of sw/sh, in galar. it follows angie through the gym challenge and her own personal conflicts, of which she has a laundry list. the fic finds her freshly arrived in galar from her home region in sinnoh, having run away from her responsibilities and the pressure of them at home looking for some kind of answer to her problems, or reassurance that she’s still good at what she does.
angie’s main conflict centres around her being the champion of the sinnoh league, a talented and experienced pokemon trainer sitting painfully exposed in the public eye. she struggles hugely with the reality of this position, and all the expectations that are put up to the person that holds it - she’s expected to be the strongest trainer in the region, to keep up a positive public image as the figurehead of the pokemon league, to be on the job most days of the year and ready for whatever it might throw at her. there’s always someone pushing her to be better, to present herself the way they think she should - and she’s used to being pushed and to being shaped, but there’s only so far you can bend a person before they will break.
angie is burnt out. she’s been in the public eye since she was five years old and competing in pokemon contests, and she’s far from the perfect princess of the league. her mistakes follow her around like a black cloud, creating controversy every time she reaches a new goal and drawing more and more bad press every time she messes something up. she doesn’t know what her own goals are anymore, and she doesn’t know where to go from the platform she’s found herself stranded on - she’s clinging to a position she’s too afraid to admit she doesn’t want anymore, and she’s scared to fall, or to break, or to look out to different horizons.
angie’s story explores the double-edged sword of fame and fortune, the satisfaction of being the best but also the scrutiny people place you under, the impact of ‘cancel culture’ on an individual, depression and anxiety and the endless circles of guilt in a toxic family environment...but also the hope of finding new horizons and finding the courage to take those first steps into the future that you want. it’s a coming of age kind of story, it’s young people finding their feet and new friends and new dreams and supporting each other through hard times. and it all ends well, which, to me, is the most important thing.
would there be another power plant explosion if they ever tried to recreate or make something like zombies/learn more about them?
I like to call this one: D Grade Science Student Tries To Give Scientific Hypotheses (6 Years After Leaving School)
also i’d like to acknowledge that this is exactly the kind of harebrained scheme zed become-school-president-instead-of-just-crashing-prawn necrodopolis would come up with if he was a bit more evil.
tldr; not an explosion, but yes. you could probably science it up and create more zombies.
so like, basics. the moonstone is a source of some kind of electricity. weird magic electricity, but whatever it is for all intents and purposes functions like electricity. water is conductive to moonstone electricity, this is shown in the intro to the first movie. moonstone power has a habit of picking random stuff like rocks and lime soda and doing weird shit to them.
as seen in the zombies 2 intro, the power plant isn’t burning any kind of fuel or anything to create electricity, it is just siphoning off of the moonstone and either storing this power or changing it to regular electricity. probably the second one, considering the size of the building and the amount of large random industrial crap left in the zombie mash space. heck of an engineering feat, go feral you unnamed pioneer elon musk. so there’s some raw moonstone power, some regular electricity running through the place, and a guy drinking lime soda.
in a series of increasingly unfortunate events, there is an electrical fault or a small electrical fire in the main control room. something hinky is going on here. please update your staff’s safety procedures. before this is noticed, some very clumsy guy knocks over his lime soda, straight into the control panel. the lime soda hits the electricity, starts a fire, makes its merry way on down to a line of straight up moonstone power. drip, drip, drip, says the apocalypse. ahhhhhh, say the people running to find the out of date fire extinguisher.
seriously people, update your safety procedures.
so the lime soda and the moonstone electricity come into contact with each other, and i’m pretty sure that electricity is how chemical reactions happen sometimes, so like b a m, chaotic neutral moonstone grabs that lime and that soda and turns it into that magical green smoke that then blows west over half of seabrook, good job seabrook making the evil magic power plant the centre of your town’s reason for being here, and the weird green smoke has weird green stuff in it that turns very unlucky people into mutants that want to eat brains.
could you recreate this shit? sure you could. i would start with pouring a bit of lime soda onto the moonstone and seeing if it transforms into a death cloud. otherwise, recreate whatever the power plant was doing and add a lil electricity, or a little fire, or a little panic. maybe you need to set a building on fire so that the lime mutant chemical can mix with the smoke from the fire and disperse that way. it’s probably going to be hard to control but i’m assuming if you’re trying to turn people into zombies you’re either doing this as a wide-scale apocalypse plot, or you don’t really care about casualties around that one specific person you hate.
anyway. there wouldn’t be another power plant explosion, that was just a side effect of whatever else was going wrong in the place which i’m betting was an electrical fire, but you could totally science the shit out of it and find a way to make the thing that caused a mutation happen again.
question: do you think that werewolves will ever be accepted into seabrook?
maybe in like, several generations. if the zed and addisons of their world continue to be loud enough to drown out the Others.
unfortunately, i think they’re more likely to go back to being wild things than to settle down in this town that ultimately doesn’t like them, a bit like what’s happened in a fic i co-write called river cold, mountain wild. one of the best things about the wolves is that they’re such a strong and vibrant community with their own culture and way of living, and to take that away from them and force them into the strict social norms of seabrook, even if that society is rapidly changing and redefining itself, is just not like the wolves.
really, i’d say that they would go back to the wild. maybe they’d be less bothered by humans, maybe humans would go out bothering them less, but for the most part, i think seabrook would stay seabrook and the pack would stay the pack. and i think eventually, many, many years down the road, they’ll either be a dying breed as settlements encroach on their wild places, or they’ll be back to being legends again - hopefully this time with the moonstone in their grasp.
listen roo, I’m gonna need you and keeps to just leave Wyatt alone, he’s too good and too pure. also, your last fic fucking ruined me. you’ve really done a number on me here, roo like how can you make me get all in my feels like that and just expect me to be fine and dandy? but as always, you wrote an absolute masterpiece that just destroyed my soul and heart
thankyouuuuu
i just like writing introspective and morally good characters in moments of great crisis okay, it's not my fault that wyatt fits the bill so perfectly
ayeeeeeeee he won't tell anyone anything about it it's so ANNOYING just give me the GENRE PEARCE GOD keeps i can't take this waiting to judge him anymore
hey keeps also did you hear he finished subnautica
