【HQ腐】壁ドンさせてみた by ainain
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no you don’t understand this is actually my most favorite exisiting picture of haruka nanase
こどもは風邪の子!by 三明にに
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You're telling me that in the grishaverse, durast (Materialki in general) are seen as weak when they got the most badass power (excuse me, small science) i've ever seen? What the absolute fuck.
They can change the structures of metals, core clothes, plants, textiles, etc. We saw in the show that Sankta Neyar control the iron in people's bodies. Aditi Hilli could extract poison from someone. These are things commonly seen that only the Corporalki can do. But Nah, just durast alone studying their power can wipe others off the map with a flick of their wrist. Unlike some others, they are always gonna have material available for them to use. Metal is everywhere, chemicals are everywhere (Alkemi are not commonly seen but based on their general description they are more powerful than what people think.)
Essentially, my main point is that Jesper, untrained, could literally move bullets. David was always trained in a specific way (what the little palace teaches him) but oooooh boy, imagine if he just stepped a little out of line and learned more? They both would be absolutely powerful. They were side characters because the plot deemed them to be, otherwise they'd be pretty damn unstoppable.
Anyway my main point is that I need more Jesper and/or David fics and just fics of Durast and Alkemi in general because if I was a grisha? Id want to be a durast.
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. Please feel free to make fics (pretty pls 🙏)
jesper in soc: fuck the rich! 😡😡
jesper in ck: fuck the rich 😳🤭
10! "popular high school kid / nerd au" Dantaliam <3
AU where Dantalion tries to take William’s glasses off. (feat.lines from Pitch Perfect)
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William stops reading when a shadow looms over him and his book. He looks up and frowns when he sees Dantalion, the self-titled popular jerk, staring at him with a smug and overconfident grin, “Hey there, nerd” he greets, pushing away William’s book as he sits on top his desk, ignoring the stares and the irritating giggles of the girls in the room.
"So, when are you gonna take those dorky glasses off?" he asks, lifting William’s chin to take the glasses off. A slap was the answer he got, and he scoffs at the blush on the boy’s cheek as he retrieves his book.
Deciding to pester him more, he jumps off the table and kneels in front of William; with his chin resting atop his hands. He sneers, leaning closer as William completely ignores him.
William adjusts his glasses, and his bangs fall over his eyes even more, making it impossible for Dantalion to take a peek. “Are you just going to bother me for the rest of the afternoon? If I were you, I’d worry over my last test score, I wouldn’t want to be spending my summer learning the same thing twice”
He hears someone snicker, and he resumes his work before he gets distracted yet again; this time, by Dantalion’s hand on his book. “So what’s your deal?” he asks tauntingly, “You one of those people who’s all dark and mysterious, then he takes of his glasses off and that amazingly scary ear spike and you realize that, you know, he was beautiful the whole time.”
William’s eyebrows raise, and he smiles quite sweetly, “I don’t have scary ear spikes”
"Then you’re half way there" Dantalion replies, leaning even closer. William makes a move to stand, but is held in place by Camio; who had his hands gripping hard on his shoulders.
"Dantalion, you jerk!" William growls, struggling to get free as Dantalion resumes in taking his seat on his desk. "Don’t be so stubborn!" he laughs, reaching forward to pluck the dark-rimmed glasses off his ears.
And when he does, he sweeps away William’s long bangs and stops on his tracks when he stares straight unto emerald green eyes. His fingers play with blonde locks that framed the boy’s face almost perfectly, and he admits that he looks stunning; beautiful, especially now that his glasses are out of the way.
The bell rings, and William uses the opportunity to break free. He grabs his book, leaving his glasses on Dantalion’s hands as he desperately tries to cover his face. Dantalion stares at the spectacles, grins widely and moves out of the buzzing room.
Things are going to be different from now on.
SOTR/THG Fanfiction Idea:
Haymitch succeeded in pushing everyone away after the incident with his family, worried he'd put his friend's lives in danger. Not even able to tell them why he's pushing them away, and watching everyone slowly leave his side. Finally content (and so very lonely) about how they can't be hurt because of him. He thinks he made the right decision.
A year passes, and he goes on with life begrudgingly, learning how to be a mentor, so he can at least try to give these kids (most of which are around HIS age if not his age) a fighting chance. Working sponsorships, galas, etc. Crumbling at his first lost tributes. Knowing he'll be doing this every year unless he gets a victor and trying to cope with it.
Then another year later, it's his birthday again. But someone must truly hate him. For it's Burdock Everdeen's name that gets picked for the games while he's 18 (his last chance of even being able to be picked) alongside a girl, and Haymitch is now forced to mentor his ex-best friend and get him through the arena, working under the Capitol's gaze. All the while still learning how to be a mentor period. (and feel the everlasting guilt that he didn't push Burdock far enough and he got picked because of Haymitch - Whether or not this is true).
A friendship reunion except it's in a way literally no one asked for.
Heyy ;)
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