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AU where - and don't hate me, I'm just a sucker for good angst - Darlin stayed with Quinn. In which they helped him kill Fred and Bright at Wonderworld and helped him escape afterward and years later while they're on the run, Darlin and Quinn come back to hide in Dahlia, and Darlin and Sam fall for each other in a slow-burn romance but Quinn gets bitchy and jealous so he confronts Sam, leading to him finding out that the wolf he's been hanging out with is compliant in the murder of his progeny.

Motivation isn't real and creativity is a lie, so, I'm just going to throw this offer out:

Fan-fic writers with too much motivation, feel free to ask me for Redacted Audio writing prompts because I have quite a few (a lot, actually, but most of them are bad so I'm not including those) but no motivation to write them out, and I'd rather see someone else write them than have them rot in my idea document (Plus, I've made proper notes for some of them regarding the plot or dialogues which I can also give you if you would want them).

So yea, if you possess that foreign thing that doesn't exist in my brain called "motivation," feel free to ask for prompts.

Ao3 is going to delete my draft if I don't post this tomorrow so woo! The first part of my one-shot series "Undying" is up now!

Mind the tags and warnings, but rest assured that this abomination of a death scene is not required to read the later (and slightly more wholesome) parts of the series. I'll probably put the second and third parts up sometime next week when Ao3 threatens to delete them, so look forward to that maybe!

(Also, I just might be working on a fourth part, but you didn't hear that from me-)

After accidentally letting Ao3 delete this draft, I've now re-added the tags and can now proudly present part two of my angsty DarlinxSam one shot series "Undying."

-> Part 1 here! <- (if major character death scares you, there's no need to read it in order for part two to make sense btw)

-> You can find this new part here <-

*ahem

I bring the following to the table:

A fic in which the listener characters start becoming self-aware. Asher, Baabe, David, and Angel go out on a double date, and Baabe and Angel realize they're the same person. They text each other late into the night about it and go to Sweetheart the next day in hopes of having them figure this shit out. Then it turns out, Sweetheart is the same person as Angel and Baabe too. This spirals so far out of control, that all listener characters realize they're just a single entity sitting behind a screen and watching everything happen.

This sounds like a crack prompt but I already have notes for this fic in my drafts-

To offer the other version of my previous (crack) fic idea:

Redacted characters becoming self-aware.

Sam gets to have an existential crisis, David gets to be forced into calming all of his pack mates down, Gavin and Guy get to make jokes about being the sexiest and most simped for characters of the show, Damien gets to try his best at finding a logical explanation for all this, Ollie can have a comfort audio and realize that that's his whole character, Elliott, Avior and Blake will get to complain about all the shit they've been put through for the amusement of faceless strangers - it'd be great!

Hehe, it's finally hurt/comfort time in the third (and perhaps final) part of my little one shot series "Undying." I have been lazily drafting a part four, but that one is nowhere near finished, so, for now, this might be the final part to this series.

->Here is part 1<- (feel free not to read if major character death is not something you're comfortable with)

->Here is part 2<- (feel free not to read if the topic of drugs and the transition from hurt/no comfort to hurt/comfort is something you dislike)

->And here is part 3!<-

Going on vacation by train for a total of ten hours (plus/minus two hours I forgot) tomorrow and my anxiety is already kicking - I do not want to go on vacation with my family, so, uhh, any comfort fics you guys can recommend to calm my (social) anxiety tomorrow?

I'm open to anything. I do not care about the pairing/characters involved - send me Ivan or Kody comfort shit for all I care as long as it's good please and thank you. (I mean, if you couldn't tell, Sam and Lasko are my favorites but I'm really not going to nitpick here. David, Ash, Vincent, Avior, Cam - I'll take anything of good quality ;-;)

Here's some advice I read forever ago that might help you find this fic:

Go to Google and enter the site where you read the fic, a line you remember/character names & a specific detail you remember

For example: https://archiveofourown.org/ David Shaw (Redacted ASMR) [a line/ unique detail you remember]

Hope this helps ^^!

Imma need someone to drop the fic taken place in the early stage of Angel and David’s relationship where Angel is exhausted from work and David’s words are really getting to them and then they are reluctantly forced to talk about their bad day and David realizes he should start being nicer please and thank you

Very creative idea I just had:

"Guess which Redacted character/listener this questionable quote out of my W.I.P. folder is from" (title is an obvious W.I.P. as well, as you can no doubt tell)

No.1: "Well, in comparison, I’m probably a lot more lonely than you because I live alone and whatever, but, you know, in a sense of words and fancy shit and not in a sense of logical comparison, we’re basically in the same boat."

No.2: "I didn’t say I won’t do it. We’ve been preparing this since last week. I’m not about to get cold feet last minute, [CHARACTER_NAME]." (...) "But promise me you’ll sanitize the needle properly? I’m not about to get some weird infection just because you were being a slob."

No.3: "This doesn’t feel like a safe idea."

No.4: "(...) Mister Echo might follow in your nonexistent footsteps and start talking to us from the void again, but apart from that, the schedule for today is empty."

No.5: "But bothering you just happens to be higher on my list of priorities."

You can find the correct answers under the cut!

Here are the right answers:

No.1: Darlin'

No.2: Christian

No.3: Sam

No.4: Hudson

No.5: Asher

Congraties if you guessed any of these correctly, here's your gold star: ☆

Some one shot ideas for the more motivated fic authors of the fandom: Smut Prompt Turned Fluff Prompt Edition.

●Sam and Darlin taking a bath together and being all fluffy and soft and tender with each other.

●Angel and David going on vacation and booking a hotel room and when they get there Angel is like "OmG, ThEre iS OnLy oNE BeD, WhaTEvEr WiLl wE dO???" And then they cuddle and David gives forehead kisses and they fall asleep in each other's arms.

●Gavin pulling out all the stops with his innuendos while he and Freelancer do the laundry.

●Huxley giving Damien a massage.

●Starlight giving Avior a tour of their home leads to the two of them taking a well-earned nap on their bed.

●Sweetheart drops something on the other side of the counter/couch/[whatever tf] and is too lazy to walk around it, so they just bend over it. Milo sees and lays himself on top of them, Aggro joins in and they move to the couch/bed for cuddles with the fluff ball.

●Honey comes back from the gym/a run and is very sweaty. Guy runs them a bath and prepares dinner with/for them while giving them all the kisses.

●Asher and Baabe doing body painting and being silly throughout.

[Please let me know if anyone writes anything based on this, I'd love to read it!! My brain is fluff-starved ;-;]

Things I would make a second Ao3 account for just so I could give kudos twice: Teaching and Learning -related Prompts.

•Angel teaching David how to roller-skate and him being a mess about it.

•Tank teaching Angel how to ollie.

•Honey teaching Guy how to do sudokus.

•Marie teaching Sweetheart some family recipe that's been passed down in her side of the family.

•Huxley showing Lasko how to properly care for plants without drowning or dehydrating them.

•Sam and Baabe sitting down and teaching each other how to play their respective instruments (guitar/piano).

•Freelancer teaching Damien how they always win at bowling.

•Damien teaching Gavin how to minigolf.

•Starlight teaching Avior how to make their favorite ice cream (said ice cream turns out to be some horrific ice cream/slice of pizza/chips mix).

•Tank who was forced into dance groups and such as a kid teaching Bright Eyes how to dance.

•Vincent, Lovely, and Frederick studying for D.A.M.N. together.

Mafia!Angel x David in which Angel hires Shaw Security to protect their friend (Sweetheart) because they're scared they'll get hurt due to being affiliated with Angel even though they don't know that Angel is the don of a crime family.

This would also include Sweetheart x Milo as a "I don't need to be protected" - "Sure thing, Sweetheart" kind of thing.

And Baabe x Asher as the comedic relief.

Okay, so I'll try to keep this brief because otherwise, I'll just go on a rant.

David x Darlin' / queerplatonic relationship / pre-canon / possibly more parts in the future / lots of fluff and feel-good stuff / 3k - 4k words

Does anyone want to beta-read that before Ao3 murders my draft?

I love this u-u

Ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

Chapter 1: the give away

(Bright eyes is ftm trans in this but not all of the other characters know this so they use he/they when referring to him) tanker and Lovely use they/them pronouns (this is the same in all of my fics)

To put it simply Vincent honestly didn't understand what the big deal was.

Yes, Sam had confided in him about the way Bright eyes acted out and how the whole "wonder world incident III" was Bright's fault but giving Bright away to William? Seemed a bit...drastic. However Vincent had never seen how bad the arguments got, how Bright would act like a 'rebellious teen on steroids' and how Sam would scare himself sh*tless realising who he was beginning to sound like...his parents.

Vincent only ever heard Sam's side of the story and Bright wasn't big on talking to well...anyone other than Sam, when they were arguing, Fred, when he was telling him to get out of his room and Tanker when they would hang out.

Not to mention this was William's idea.

Vincent was the first person William had told about this. Will's plan was to run it by Vincent to get his advice, then ask Bright if he wanted to, then ask for Sam's consent. In any case, Vincent thought that the idea was a little on the extreme side but he could see some good coming out of it.

He wandered through the halls of the solaire household as he thought about all this and eventually found himself back in one of the common rooms, where he left lovely. He smiled to himself and walked over to them.

"Hey lovely" Lovely's head perked up at the sound of his voice

"Oh! Hey Vincent" the meeting with William wasn't particularly long but the two embrace nonetheless

"How did it go?" Asked Lovely. Neither of them knew what the meeting was going to be about, Vincent was just notified that William wanted to "discuss a potential proposal and wanted his opinion".

But now that Vincent knew what William's "proposal" was, he of course planned on telling Lovely.

"It went alright I mean, it was....unexpected" Lovely gave him a look of curiosity. Vincent sat next to them and instinctively put his arm around them.

"So what WAS the meeting about?" Vincent hesitated for a moment due to him worrying that gossiping about something like this while IN the solaire house might not be a good idea but then brushed the thought aside, he was pretty sure Alexis was out, Fred was at Sam's and he hadn't seen Bright.

"Welll~ you've met Bright eyes right?" Lovely thought for a moment then gave a nodd.

"Uh huh, yeah we've brushed shoulders once or twice, he's Sam's progeny right?" Vincent gave a blunt laugh at that last comment.

"Ha! No no he's FRED'S progeny (who is Sam's progeny)"

"Oooohh sorry, its just from what little I've heard of them they just seemed like there both being taken care of by Sam right?"

"Yeah but that's only because Fred can't exactly take care of or teach Bright to be a vampire right?" Vincent replied. Lovely understood.

"Ah ok I get it. What about them?" Vincent gave one more look into the hallway just to check that no one else was listening, he saw no one so he continued.

"OK so you know that Bright is being 'taken care of' by Sam right?" He continued without Lovely having to answer "buuut Sam and Bright have an extremely...rocky relationship, with Sam initially blaming the whole wonder world III incident on Bright and them not apologising to Fred. So they tend to argue a lot. Sam tells me a little about these arguments but only after they both have calmed down." Lovely nodded to show they were paying attention.

"I guess they've gotten worse tho....? Cos now William wants to step in. And by 'step in' I mean

Hes gonna ask Sam if he can take Bright off his hands and make him HIS progeny"

Lovely's jaw dropped "wow, do you think he will?"

"Sam, accept the offer? Hmm hard to say, but if I had to guess...yeah probably. Sam means well and I'm sure Bright dose too but right now I think it's all too much for both of them to handle. Besides we both know William has his way with 'trobled vampire youth'" Lovely giggled.

"Oh you should have seen his face! He wants another punk-ass progeny so bad!" Vincent and Lovely both began laughing.

But while they laughed, unknown to them, another held back furious, burning tears. Bright had been listening.

When Vincent went to look in the hallway to see if somone was there, he ducked out of the way of the open doorway and remained hidden but he heard the whole thing...

Without being heard by the two, he stormed to the guest room he had been given and slammed the door. A moment of silence momentarily drowned the room, then he scrunched up his fist to the point where he swore he felt blood dripping out of his hand and he punched the wall of his bedroom so hard a crack that resembled lightning.

He couldn't tell if the crack came from the wall or his knuckles but he didn't care either way.

He hated this, this feeling, this situation, everything. The thing that he had hated from the very beginning was the way Sam made him feel like a child again. And now that feeling was more overwhelming than ever, because he was being given away...again.

Of course Sam was going to accept the offer, he had hated Bright from the very start! All these thoughts screamed at him as his fist slid down the wall he had hit, along with his body.

He fell to the floor and leaned his forehead against the wall for a long while.

Maybe having William as a mentor wouldn't be so bad, at least him offering ment he gave even a little bit of a sh*t about him. Still...he didn't like the feeling of being given away without being able to do anything about it.

After this thought crossed his mind he got up, whipped his face and walked out of his room...and ran towards William's office.

(Thanks to @darlin-collins for giving me the idea and proof reading for me again 🧡💙)

You have no idea how happy I was to see this just now -w-

Ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

Chapter 2: barging in

(Ftm Bright eyes - he/him)

Bright eyes thought about what he'd say to William as he ran down the hallway, up to his study.

He had never met him officially but its not as if he's worried about making a good first impression, I mean he's on his way to accuse him of the vampire equivalent of adopting him without consent.

He didn't exactly have long to think about this though as it only took him a couple of seconds to get to his study. He still wasn't exactly used to (or particularly good at) this whole super speed thing, anytime he'd train with Sam Bright would get upset that he wasn't as fast as Fred and that just made Sam mad at him.

Losing no momentum, Bright burst into William's study.

"Hey!-" he was about to begin but was shockingly taken aback by William and his appearance.

He didn't look up at him when Bright burst through the door, he just continued writing. He had long light blonde hair that elegantly flopped forward, covering his eyes slightly as his head leaned forward over his desk.

Bright wasn't sure what came over him, it was as if a wave of respect washed over him as soon as he opened the door.

Then he snapped out of it.

"Hey!" He repeated, he managed to finish his sentence this time only he was louder.

Either William didn't hear him the first time or he was ignoring him but his eyes looked up at Bright, however he kept his head down.

As mentioned before, Bright didn't have a lot of time to prepare a speech and he'd already lost his composure, so he just figured he'd say whatever came to mind.

But before he could start, William began, with a welcoming and soft tone that almost made Bright eyes completely at ease. Almost.

"Ah Bright, I've been meaning to talk with you~ actually we've never officially met have we? I'm William solaire and you're the one they call 'Bright eyes' ? I'd love to know where that name came from. Please sit."

Bright had to shake his head around just to convince himself not to comply.

"Cut the crap! I know what you and Sam plan on doing with me. That you're supposed to 'take me off Sam's hands' cos crist knows that southern bastard can't handle me on his own.

But before you seal the deal....

Could you at least give me a chance to think about it?"

You'd think William would be confused at this but he's smart enough to figure out what's happened here.

He looked to his antique clock on the wall beside him that looked like if you sold it you could buy a house with it.

He sighed and pinched the skin between his eyes.

"Damn it Vincent, its been less than 20 minutes and you're already gossiping about matters that barley concern you"

He took a deep breath and looked at Bright with his silver eyes that seemed to illuminate his face.

"I can understand why you'd think that is the case, however im sorry to inform you that there has been a slight miscommunication. Either Vincent misinterpreted what I told him in the meeting or you heard him wrong, in any case that is not what my intention with you was".

Bright gave a look of disbelief, then looked down.

"R-really?"

He had no idea what it was about this man that made him want to respect him almost instantly but William still smiled and answered him.

"No. The plan was that I'd ask for Vincent's council on the matter, then ask if you'd like to be transferred as my progeny and IF you agreed I'd go to Sam and ask for his consent to 'take you off his hands' as it where"

Brights eyes widened

"It was always going to be your decision, Bright, I apologise for any hardship this mistake may have caused you"

Bright looked to the floor for guidance. He felt so stupid now. He didn't know what to do.

But William did.

"So now that we have that out of the way, please sit."

Bright would be exaggerating if he said that William's tone was sturn but he had a feeling that he didn't want to know what would happen if he declined.

So he hastily sat down at one of William's chairs facing his desk.

"This meating is certainly happening faster then i has expected, but I suppose there's no point in sending you away now".

Bright stayed silent.

"Well you've already told me your decision on the matter so I suppose this could be a way for me to get to know you before you make your final decision".

"W-what?"....

"When you came in here you said you'd like to think about it, so while you 'think about it' I'd like to get to know you

For instance, your name".

Bright's brown thurowed "what about it?"

William smiled and closed his eyes in a way that reminded Bright of when he was alive, when the sun would wake him up by blinding him and he'd have to choose between a warm bed and eyesight. Eventually he'd always close the blinds....

Damn it why I this French f*k making me spit poetry?! Thought Bright eyes to himself.

"It's very interesting~ where dose it come from? I think its safe to say that you weren't born with it and it's not uncommon for young vampires to change their name upon being turned. So

Where did you come up with a name like that?"

Bright felt more at ease at this, maybe it was the fact that he was no longer being blinded by his piercing eyes.

He thought about this question for a second and was briefly brought back to a time befor he died, before he got top surgery and when there was literally no part of his body that he didn't hate.

Apart from his eyes. And the only reason for that......was Fred telling him basically every other week just how "bright his eyes where".

He stopped himself from smiling at this. Because that wasn't the reason why he called himself that.

He called himself "Bright eyes" to remind himself of what Fred had taken from him that night. When he first looked in the mirror after being turned he was met with the loss of the one thing he actually liked about himself, he also hated the irony of the one who made him love his eyes was the one who took the light from them away.

He then looked at William with his usual cocky smirk that had become like a resting face for him.

"You know when someone complements you and then you make that one complement your whole personality?"

Bright regretted this question immediately after asking it. How was he supposed to know if William understood what he was telling him? Dudes like a thousand years old!

But then William gave a short giggle, still keeping his eyes closed.

"Oh yes~ there's a woman from the house of Benit that was once told that she 'looked good in red' and I honestly can't recall a single time she's worn anything else In the last century".

They both laughed at this.

"So there was somone in your life that complimented your eyes?~ and now you call yourself Bright eyes?"

Bright gave a sturn "yes" hoping that he wouldn't ask anymore of him.

William was about to ask him about his realationship with Sam and why HE thinks William wants to take him in but then he got a sharp wiff of something that made his eyes go sharp.

It was blood. Vampiric blood.

Bright was bleeding.

William shot up from his desk, making Bright jump in the prosses. He didn't mean to scare him as much as he did but he had to know what was hurting him.

He went around his desk to where Bright was sitting and bent down. It was coming from his palms.

"What happened?" His voice didn't contain pity as much as it did concern, that combined with a sturn look made Bright feel weak. Like he was about to cry.

Not from the pain, he hadn't noticed he was bleeding until just now. No.

He was just surprised to hear somone caring about him again...

"O-oh i-i scrunched up my fist up kinda tight when I heard what Vincent said, i-i guess I squeezed a little to hard huh? Haha...." his voice was braking up.

He needed to get out of here before William noticed the state he was in.

But he already knew.

He grabbed him softly by the shoulders and said "stay here"

Upon turning Bright's hand over for inspection, he noticed that there wasn't just blood coming from his palms, there was marks on his knuckles that implied blunt force trauma.

Maybe now wasn't a good time to tell William that he punched his wall so hard he cracked it, thought Bright.

William pondered whether or not using healing magic was a good idea. Bright wasn't used to magic just yet, not only that but his bad realationship with Sam may have made him not exactly....partial to healing magic.

But then he looked up at Bright, he had THAT look.

The same look Vincent gave him that convinced him to save him.

The look he historically couldn't resist.

He took Bright's hand and it flinched as if he had electrocuted him.

But then Bright took a deep breath and gingerly placed his plam in William's hand.

William gave a look of reassurance and began working on his hand.

Bright winced and hissed and tried to pull away, but William didn't waver in his attempt to heal him. He squeezed his hand to keep him still in a way that didn't hurt him but so that he couldn't let go.

Afterwards, William let go and Bright's hand shot away from him,he began breathing heavily.

Now William DID have a look of pity on his face but he didn't let Bright see it.

Bright looked up at him and for a moment the two sat there in silence just looking at each other softly.

Bright was then the one to brake the silence.

"Right well...now that that mishap is all figured out I really should get going" he didn't exactly have an excuse but he didn't want to talk to William any longer.

Not because he had any problem with him, he actually felt better and more comfortable than he had been In ages after spending less than 10 minutes with him.

But William said that he wanted to "get to know Bright" and he liked William to much already to let him realise just how terrible he really was and the mistake he was making.

If William wanted him as a progeny now....better keep it that way.

So he left after making a motion with his body that resembled an awkward excuse for a bow, his face was bright red (ha!) After that.

William smiled to himself and finally opened his eyes.

"It seems I have my work cut out for me with this 'Bright eyes'"

He was disappointed that their time was so short but he shrugged it off.

He picked up his phone and began to make a call to Samuel.

"Hello Samuel, I like to request a meeting with you"

.............

"In a few days"

..........

"Alright~ alright~"

When he finished his call he made a new one directly afterwards.

"Hello, yes it's good to hear from you!~ do you have any free time to come by the house and fix a crack, presumably also a hole, in one of my walls?~"

..............

"Thank you, goodbye~".

(Credits go to @darlin-collins for the idea and thanks for proof reading and all the complements 💙🧡)

I did some work today so have a David quote I wrote.

Just had a one shot idea but don't know for what couple so

Place your bets now

And we have a winner!

Hope you're looking forward to this because I already finished writing the first draft u-u

Just had a one shot idea but don't know for what couple so

Place your bets now

Audio RP | Realizing How Much You Love Your Incubus Boyfriend [M4A]

Would you look at that, I actually finished a fic for the first time in too long and made something to promote it with! I'll admit I'm kinda proud u-u

You can read "It's My Favorite," a fluffy Gavin/Freelancer one shot ->here<-

Also, this is the second time I made this post because the first time I somehow fucked up the link even though I straight up just copied it from Ao3? So please tell me if the link sends you somewhere that isn't the fic described above. Anyway, I was originally going to go to sleep now, but seeing how this is apparently a thing, I will not be able to get a moment of rest tonight. So yea. I'll be here to respond to anything and everything you have to say all night long.

[The barcode reads "Marriage-Fluff" in case you were curious]