#//TI archives [Writing/Drabbles]

[sassaffrassa]

insisting that i can write things longer than drabbles, untitled Western pwp is now titled:

“You know, for such a short-lived people, one would think you'd’ve learned to fear death,” the bandit says, depositing Roche carelessly on the ground. Roche staggers, uncommonly graceless, head still ringing from the Nilf’s blow. He feels bruised all over from the fall too, ribs creaking when he breathes too deep.

“For such a– a bloody— old people, you’d think you’d’ve learned how gravity works,” he says, putting a hand on his head, where he can feel sticky blood matting his hair. It's not the worst he’s ever had, but it’ll be a bitch to clean out. He hisses when he finds the raised welt just above his ear. “Fuckin’. Two-faced Nilf bastards.”

He doesn't know where they are. Somewhere between Maribor and Sodden, where the desert turns to canyons, and the bandit has dropped them off in a hollow crevice between the rocky outcroppings

“I just saved your life,” the bandit says. Roche can hear him rolling his eyes. “Stop touching that and sit down.”

He’d tied up his horse and put spark to a fire while Roche wasn't paying attention, small and low, to fight off the dropping desert temperatures. Roche is leery of starting a fire in the wilds, given the possibility of roving bandits, but actually— well the roving bandits are already here, aren't they. Besides, given the cavern walls rising on either side of them, it's unlikely that anyone might spot the light and come looking for them.

“You,” Roche says, refusing to sit, “threw me off a bloody train, that's what you did.”

You say you're afraid, tell me not to frown Play a song, you dance around Yippee yo ki yay, we'd hit the ground Still tumblin' down

[luaspersona]

march bts archive ♡

a few reminders before you go to the recs:

⇢ the list is composed with 10 bts fanfics i’ve reviewed (reblogged) during the month! it doesn’t include: ongoing series and series i haven’t finished.

⇢ my blog is +18, so even if this list has some sfw stories please, minors do not interact!

⇢ feel like i missed a work? send me your fics for me to review too ♡

Put it on me

authors ⇢ @jimilter pairing ⇢ jimin x reader genre ⇢ smut; humor; pwp; strangers to lovers rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact word count ⇢ 8k summary ⇢ When you signed up to model your cleavage for a jewelry commercial, no one bothered to tell you it wasn’t gonna be a solo shoot. It’s unfair being blindsided and you want to protest, but A-list model and flirt extraordinaire Park Jimin’s steel-cut abs have you kinda tongue-tied. And then you get kinda too busy thinking of other ways in which you’d like him to shut you up. why i loved it ⇢ honestly just straight porn, but super well written and with amazing descriptions and jimin is like, the sexiest menace alive, paired up with a ridiculously gorgeous reader. it’s unhinged and funny and i can’t get enough of it.  ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)

hey, it’s me.

authors ⇢ @yoongiphoria pairing ⇢ namjoon x ex!reader genre ⇢ angst; kinda lovers to exes rating ⇢ PG-13, but the MJ's blog is +18 only word count ⇢ 0.5k why i loved it ⇢ MJ has this amazing talent of conveying big, everlasting and devastating emotions with simple, delicate words. she writes a ridiculously small drabble and represents all the loneliness one can feel, and is so creative too! the whole voicemail concept from closer is used so cleverly here, this feels like a punch but in the best possible way. ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)

the one with yoongi, netflix, and zero chill

authors ⇢ @eoieopda pairing ⇢ yoongi x reader genre ⇢ fluff; fuck buddies to ? rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact word count ⇢ 1.1k why i loved it ⇢ if jade being the author isn’t reason enough, i wanna say this drabble has soft yoongi and delicate, domestic intimacy with a very confused reader lol, it’s super sweet and it’s a birthday story too 🥺 ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)

Double Take

authors ⇢ @magicshopaholic pairing ⇢ hoseok x oc genre ⇢ angst; idol!au; unrequited love; neighbors!au; brother’s best friend!au rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact word count ⇢ 11.7k summary ⇢ Years after telling the neighbourhood brat to get a life, Hoseok does a double take when he realises she’s no longer the skinny kid who worshiped him once upon a time. why i loved it ⇢ i don’t often read unrequited feelings stories, but this one is just… mesmerizing. the best coming of age story i read in a minute, and written with such eloquence and with such interesting stylistic choices! you take zero seconds to empathize with the oc and i think it was so worth it, it made me lay for hours trying to process exactly how it made me feel. it’s part of a series, but you can read it as a one-shot and that’s why i felt like i NEEDED to add it to the list: it deserves so, so much praise! ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)

Covert Affairs

authors ⇢ @minisugakoobies pairing ⇢ spy!jungkook x spy!reader genre ⇢ angst; crime; rivals to lovers; smut rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact word count ⇢ 4.3k summary ⇢ The five times you cross paths with legendary spy Jeon Jungkook. why i loved it ⇢ this was just so perfect, the teasing and tension between the characters was amazing 🥵 if you like that sherlock x irene dynamic of rivals who are attracted to each other you HAVE to read this — but pay attention to the warnings! ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)

all you’re giving me is friction

authors ⇢ @hot-soop pairing ⇢ surfer!seokjin x lifeguard!reader genre ⇢ travel!au; angst; smut; fluff; strangers to lovers to enemies to lovers. rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact word count ⇢ 28.3k summary ⇢ You’ve graduated! Congratulations - you’ve got one thing checked off your parents ten year plan! Now all that’s left to do is start your  dreary office job, drag yourself up the ladder to CEO, marry your (as yet unknown) dream guy, and carve out some time to pop out a few kids before your ovaries shrivel up… Except all of that sounds horrendous, and you’d much rather spend the next three months at Hoseok’s beach house with your closest friends - relaxing, partying, and sleeping late while you still can. And it would be your last perfect summer break, if it weren’t for the most irritating man on the planet (and his chickens) living next door. why i loved it ⇢ seokjin has chickens and he names them after league of legends characters, and i think that’s about enough evidence as to how amazing this story is lol. for real? i was laughing, i was smiling, i was crying: it gave me EVERYTHING i could’ve asked for ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!) 

mixtape

authors ⇢ @jungblue pairing ⇢ yoongi x reader genre ⇢ college!au; podcaster!au; humor; smut; fluff; strangers to lovers rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact word count ⇢ 15.6k summary ⇢ Two mystery students from your college run the podcast dubbed ‘mixtape.’ It’s become a sort of phenomenon around campus, listened to by almost everyone. In their most recent episode they discussed various study methods… One of them being oh so tempting. why i loved it ⇢ this fic is just so unbelievably charming, istg. all the dialogue is ridiculously interesting, and yoongi’s dynamic and chemistry with the reader just made feel like a teenager with her first crush. is really fucking amazing, i was completely in love with the story right off the bat. ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)

the lingerie era

authors ⇢ @yoon-kooks pairing ⇢ yoongi x reader genre ⇢ neighbors!au; fluff; humor; smut; friends to lovers rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact word count ⇢ 10k summary ⇢ Sending Min Yoongi, aka your ridiculously hot neighbor/childhood friend, a photo of yourself in lingerie might be the best or stupidest mistake you’ve ever made. why i loved it ⇢ min yoongi teasing the hell out of reader and struggling to communicate like an adult is my favorite trope lmao. this story is so sexy and so wholesome and so fun and so— *ahem* anyway, this was 100% worth it, i loved every second 😭 ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)

liar, liar

authors ⇢ @eoieopda pairing ⇢ hoseok x reader genre ⇢ fuck buddies; smut; pwp rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact word count ⇢ 5k summary ⇢ Hoseok suspects that you’re “phoning it in” while sexting and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t call your bluff. why i loved it ⇢ dom!hoseok. that’s it. that’s the reason (ok maybe jade’s writing too because everything they touch is perfect but that’s beside the point), oh and so much teasing y’all, this is a dangerous one. ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)

what, now?

authors ⇢ @nabiolive pairing ⇢ jungkook x reader genre ⇢ fluff; smut (pwp); friends to lovers. rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact word count ⇢ 13.6k summary ⇢ For as long as you and Jungkook have been friends, your feelings for him have been unrequited. Or have they? why i loved it ⇢ to be honest this wasn’t in the list until yesterday, but then i decided to get through some of my trl and read this and… god, it’s just way too good. jungkook with freaking dick piercings and a sweet confession that leads to the most affectioned yer rough smut out there lol, please read this 😩 harrow is such an amazing writer i can't possibly stress this enough ⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)

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[blackboxtheater]

Le pinned post 📌

Hi! I’m Black Box, fanfiction writer, and Minecraft world building over-thinker who is building the Pearl/Mumbo ship one plank at a time 🖤

Here to chat and brain dump my writing process for the internet to see.

Find me @BlackBox_Theater on AO3

Post Guide:

#Drabble - exactly what is says on the tin

Snippets from the Cutting Room Floor - passages that got cut from my stories in editing, but still deserve to see the light of day

Dispatches from the Comment Section - archive of the flash fics I write in my AO3 comments cause I'm deranged like that

#We Were Shy - broadly Gem/Etho

#House of String - broadly Pearl/Mumbo

FYI:

I’m not arrogant enough to tag spoilers to my own fanfiction. So if you haven’t read all the stories, you might get spoiled because they are all interconnected. But I also write romances tied VERY closely to cannon Hermitcraft events. Like……ya’ll shouldn’t be surprised by much. I also will post things that hint at what I’m working cause I’m a menace (It’s me. Hi. I’m the problem it’s me.)

You have blanket permission to riff on my work. If anything I make ever inspires you to make something of your own, that’s incredible!!! Draw stuff! Write stuff! I’d love to see it!!! Even if it’s just three lines of dialogue scribbled in the side of a notebook it’s still so fucking cool to see art beget more art. And if you don’t want anyone to see it, that’s cool too! You get to choose what you do with your art.

I’m writing video game fan fiction on tumblr. It’s not that serious. I promise. If you don’t like it here, there are so many talented, brilliant, creative people in the world making things I’m sure you do love. You will be much happier engaging with them and supporting their work than you ever will be engaging with me.

My stories will be RPF the minute actual human Taylor can decapitate someone with a diamond sword and then they wake up perfectly fine in their actual human bed. Until then, my stories are about the Minecraft versions of these characters that these creators play.

This is MY blog and MY space, and I will curate it as such. If you’re weird I might block you. If there’s an ask I don’t like, I just won’t respond. That’s how boundaries work.

[pewcat2]

'Tis another Drawfee new year, so it's time to update the avatar! I turned it into a Meet the Artist because I haven't done one since 2021, and I needed something for a pinned post here lol

To clarify, SunontheMountainStudio is my art Instagram, not related to my tumblr in any way, shape or form. Most places you will find me as Pewcat or some variation (pewcat2, pevvcat, etc).

And because I'm going to use this an opportunity to create an "about me" pinned post, here are some other things you might want to know:

Commissions are currently closed, but I do occasionally ask for sketch requests or drabble prompts here as I feel up for it.

I am in the process of writing a multi-part Detentionaire "season 5" type fic, where Lee returns after going missing for 5 years immediately following the events of the season 4 finale. You can find the first part, The Escape, on Archive of Our Own.

My fibromyalgia majorly affects me in three ways: chronic pain, chronic fatigue, and chronic brain fog. This means I have a tendency to disappear from online when I am in a lot of pain or dealing with fatigue, and I have a lot of memory problems. I ask for clarifications and reminders a lot and it's not because I don't care!

For the most part, I am cool with unprompted interactions (asks, reblogs, comments, etc). This includes being asked to tag certain things, within reason (don't ask me to tw for people's bodies, for example).

It should go without saying, but just a reminder: black lives matter, free Palestine, #landback, no more stolen sisters, every child matters, trans rights are human rights, stop AI art, etc. There is no space for hate here.

[siriannatan]

Short Convex Drabble

One can not fight the urge to write some Convex when it arrives. It can be delayed with games but it'll be there until a thing is made so here we are.

If Scar had to describe how he felt when he was rudely woken up by what felt like a mild electric shock he'd say - 'like I've just been hit by a truck'. And he'd know how that felt. Being a hero he got hit by a few in his career. Said career was also why he was suddenly very much worried. The last thing he remembered was fighting a rather dangerous villain. So against every fibre of him hurting and telling him to carry on resting Scar opened his eyes with a groan. When was the last time he felt so...

Sudden click of shoes on the polished concrete floor of what looked like lab Scar was. It had him in even more pain as he tried to look for the source of it far too quickly. "Awake already? As expected of a top-rated hero," an amused chuckle had Scar's head spinning even more as he tried to focus. 

Even with how blurry his vision was at the moment and with no amount of blinking helping he could recognise the light blue blinking of the sculk. A mysterious technological infection. A physical virus overtaking electronics at unheard-of speeds and with no way back. It looked like it was all over the lab. Over the blurry walls. Over what looked like some sort of control panels. Scar wasn't all that knowledgeable about technology but he understood that it did not spell anything good for him. Especially if he was as connected to the covered in the twinkling shades of blue and green tech-mould as he felt he was.

He could also see a blurry figure. Checking something by the panels. Their hair looked to be long, tied in either a ponytail or a braid, dark. And they wore what looked like a white lab coat. As Scar's vision slowly recovered he recognised the white coat the assumed villain responsible for the sculk wore a white lab coat. And where it slid off their shoulder there was a patch of sculk twinkling almost in synch with the stranger's heartbeat.

"No need to overthink things, mister hero," the stranger chuckled. Now that Scar's brain was less scrambled it sounded eerily familiar. And far too human for what everyone assumed was behind the infection. And something in the way they moved was even more eerily familiar. Almost like... He could not bring up the memory.

He knew it was familiar. He knew it from somewhere, someone. But where or who? That felt like it was behind a thick wall of fog. Like something really didn't want him to remember.

"What are you doing to my head?" Scar managed to croak out. His head felt so damn heavy. "Modifying my memories..."

"I'm actually doing the opposite of that, there's this chip in your brain, meant to stop you from turning against the government," the stranger explained - certainly lying - and turned around. And another wave of that creepy familiarity hit Scar. Where did he knew this handsome, dark-haired scientist? Where... "Feeling like you forgot something important?" he hummed and an eerily blue screen of sculk formed by him. Scar guessed it was so the villain could keep an eye on him. But he was kind of right. Scar did feel like he forgot something important. "Don't worry Scar, just a little second and it'll be all back."

"What all? Where did you learn that name?" Scar tried to struggle as a wave of tiredness started to hit him strong.

"You'll remember in just a second," the man... Cub, some sleepy part of Scar's mind supplied, smiled flatly as Scar failed the fight against whatever was happening. "Just a little moment and you'll be free..." was the last words Scar heard.

[itsaship-literally]

Holiday Beetlejuice Fanfics

Tis the season… Mistle-toads and Snuggle-bugs. Here is a list of wintery goodness to keep you toasty on these cold days.

FFN: link to fanfiction.net story Ao3: link to Archive of our own ⚠ : Incomplete 🎄 Christmas - 🎆 New Years 📺 Toon - 🎬 Movie - 🎭 Musical

Drabbles:

🎄📺 Oh Ho, The Mistletoe (Hung Where You Can See) by NoelleAngelFyre - Ao3

🎄📺 Beetle In The Box: A Christmas Oneshot by Beastchicky - FFN

One-Shots:

🎄 🎭 Babes It’s Cold Outside by 13CrystalDreams - Ao3

🎄📺 Babes It's Cold Outside by BD_Z - FFN - Ao3

🎄📺 Beetlejuice Christmas Special By HeartHeartHeartbeak - FFN

🎄📺 Underneath the Parasite by RubyDesires - FFN

One-Shot Series:

🎄📺 Of Beetles and Mistletoe by MakaylaBreanne - FFN

🎆 📺 New Everything by MakaylaBreanne - FFN

Multi-Chapter:

🎄📺 A Beetle-Juiced Christmas Carol BD_Z - Ao3 - ⚠

Notes: This list will be actively updated. Keep that in mind if you choose to reblog. | Recommendations are encouraged, but no guarantee that suggestions will make it to this list. Recs can be friendship or relationship so long as it’s winter holiday centric.

Note: If you write a holiday fic and want to be included. Dm me. Just in case I miss the post.

[chacusha]

I skipped and selected a ton of questions from the writer meme for you:

2, 3, 7, 12, 13, 14, 16/17, 25

2. Go to your AO3 “Works” page, to the sidebar with all the filters, and click the drop-down arrow for “Additional Tags.” What are your top 3-5 most used tags? Do you think they accurately represent your writing habits?

My additional tags are kind of a mess:

#1: Fanart <- not a fic tag #2: Fluff <- I thought this tag was overrepresented by my Fluff Bingo but actually, nope, it's accurate #3: Community: westerosorting <- just a tag I use to mark stuff I made for this community #4: Drabble <- dominated by old Disney works I archived last year #4: Missing Scene <- accurate tagging but boring

Tied for 6th are Meta (<- not a fic tag) and Character Study. I guess this is accurate (including that I am still more of an artist than a writer!). It's also interesting to me how many of these tags lean gen. Pining didn't even make it?!

3. What are some tropes or details that you think are very characteristic of your fics?

I kind of discussed this already but giving myself/the characters some closure on a very messy unresolved relationship in canon is pretty common. Other features of my fic include pining/getting together fic; punchy (abrupt?) endings; characters who have identity issues working out who they are (this is actually a special case of the first thing, where the "messy unresolved relationship" is between the character and themself).

Not sure about details. I do a lot of introspective fic, so my fic is pretty heavy on characters' attitudes and inner monologues/feelings.

7. Any worldbuilding you’re particularly proud of?

To be honest, I am terrible at worldbuilding and only do it when not doing it would leave a glaring hole in the story.

Probably the most worldbuilding I've had to do is in my Ambassador of Love and Peace fic, and the main thing I'm proud of is my headcanons of what life as a temple acolyte is like, plus various details I've filled in about the political situation in Eisenberg and Harena.

For Star Trek, the worldbuilding I'm most proud of is my Mirrorverse Ferengi headcanons, but I haven't published anything with that yet.

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?

I was having a lot of trouble with this question and the next one, but I thought of something: Slap-Slap-Kiss ("I hate you!" "Well, I hate you!" *characters passionately kiss*). I used to HATE this trope -- it was my least favorite 90s rom-com feature, easily in my top 3 worst tropes more generally, and I would include it in my Do Not Want (DNW) lists in exchanges. But ever since getting into Quodo, obviously I can't put it in my DNW list anymore because it's so core to Quodo, but I wonder if I have just mellowed out on the trope more generally?

The reason I used to hate it was because it was such lazy writing, where often people would collapse "I am attracted to you but there are these good reasons why I hate you and that makes things complicated" (which is a very legit source of tension and drama in a romance) into "ho ho these characters are sniping at each other from day 1 -- ~love at first sight~". Which is very WTF and also plays into all these misogynistic depictions of women where they need to be won over and no means yes and spitfire women are just asking to be tamed, etc. etc. Also, I just prefer ships where two people just really enjoy each other's company rather than are bickering all the time -- like, why would I want to watch people be in a relationship where they never have an unambiguously pleasant moment together? It's so depressing!

But Slap-Slap-Kiss works so well for Quodo (they are every 90s rom-com trope…), I think because their dynamic is meant to be comedic and it fits so well into their established characterization -- they're just kind of ridiculous enough to go from yelling at each other to kissing and not see anything weird about that -- and because they obviously enjoy the bickering and provocation aspects of the relationship too. It's possible I now can appreciate a bit more when sexual tension manifests itself as annoyance and yelling rather than just being baffled that anyone could get aroused when they're annoyed.

A similar thing happened with the tsundere character type. I used to just not get the appeal at all; tsundere characters were always my least favorite in media; etc. But I think my affection for Odo (who is a very pure tsundere type, at least when it comes to Quark) has kind of rubbed off on other tsunderes in fiction. I'm not sure -- results still inconclusive.

13. Are there any tropes you used to like but don’t anymore?

This one I still can't think of anything for. I think a lot of my tastes have stayed stable over time. I am very easy to please and like all sorts of trope-y fiction. Give me all the high school AUs and crack fic and There Was Only One Bed and identity porn and...

14. Are there any tropes you would only read if written by a trusted friend or writer?

Not really because I live dangerously. :P By that I mean for the most part, I will give any trope a try. And for tropes I'm not super into, I'm not sure it's the kind of situation where there are certain people I trust to handle it -- they're just not things I enjoy no matter how well-written or who's doing the writing.

That said, I am in theory interested in (for example) reading fic that delves into Odo and Mora's complicated relationship, but I have kind of learned the hard way to just ignore Odo+Mora-centric fic in the wild because so much of it contains Mora-bashing either in the summary/author notes or in the fic itself and I'm not really interested in that kind of story (in general, I don't like reading character- or ship-bashing stories). So that would be an example of a topic I would only check out if written by someone whose writing I trusted (for example, I would probably trust people who write in DW/AO3-based exchanges to handle it in a way I find interesting more than a person in the wild). So yeah, probably more generally, bashing fic or something adjacent to that isn't something I'd seek out, but would be willing to read if I knew that the writer really liked the characters they were writing about, even if the characters are flawed.

16. What’s an AU you would love to read (or have read and loved)?

This is hard because I love AUs so much and will gobble up anything. For Quodo... Read and loved: Soulmates AU, Fantasy AU. Would love to read: Hunger Games AU.

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

I don't have a highly specific one, but I have an angel and demon AU for Quodo and a superhero AU for Altdea/Rindea that I'd love someone else to write (I don't have the ideas and/or time).

25. What other websites or resources do you use most often when you write?

Probably a bit boring but in terms of websites, it's probably an online word counter when doing writing sprints (because the text editor I use most often doesn't come with one) and a thesaurus (because sometimes I struggle to find the word I'm thinking of, like, "What's the word that means X but has somewhat of a Y connotation," or whatever -- I'll look a nearby word up in the thesaurus until I find what I'm looking for). Wikipedia as a place to start for basic research. Fan wikis and Chakoteya.net for quick canon review.

Thanks for the ask! 😄

a collection of questions i, as a writer, would love to be asked !!!

[ao3feed-dadzawa]

Tangled Messes

Tangled Messes by phantomessangel

The envelope was easy enough to spot, crisply white against the backdrop of grey and tied neatly with a piece of red string, Shouta's name messily scrawled across the front.

The underground hero had zeroed in on the small token instantly, good eye quickly drawn to the contrasting piece the minute he'd made his way through the door, a sense of familiarity sparking at the string and familiar lettering posted atop it.

He knew that writing.

And he knew that string, neat and messy all at once binding the book and envelope together, to keep the flimsy paper from fluttering away.

He knew that stringed knot…hastily tied, but deliberately positioned as it always was whenever he'd seen it.

The man frowned to himself as he inched forward, across the rooftop, confusion and concern spiking as he placed more weight on his good leg, one hand reaching for the small book that pinned the envelope down, while the other braced against the siding of the ledge.

Words: 2447, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 23 of Dad Drabbles, Part 3 of Tied Together

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, Sad Midoriya Izuku, Post War Arc, injuries, Grief, Guilt, Vigilante Midoriya Izuku, letter writing, Sadzawa, Anger, Goodbyes, no beta we die like men

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47541757

[suseagull5914]

Fic Writer Asks

Thanks happinessofthepursuit and @read-and-write- for the tags!

Ao3 name: suseagull04

Fandoms: OUAT, Ted Lasso, Red, White and Royal Blue, Shadow and Bone (the show), Six of Crows, MCU, The Magicians (the show), Captain America, Crescent City, Black Panther, Throne of Glass, What If...,?, ACOTAR

Number of works: Was actually just looking at this- 203!

Work I spent the least time on: all of the Wednesday 100 and @thebrownstone drabbles, those can take me about 5 minutes sometimes!

Work I spent the most time on: Probably a tie between Be Careful What You Wish For and The Beauty in the Beast... likely the latter, just going off of chapter numbers and the fact that it's almost done.

Longest fic: The Beauty in the Beast

Shortest fic: all the Wednesday 100 and Brownstone drabbles are tied!

Most hits: Pretending

Most kudos: Pretending

Total word count: 711,979 (but that's about to increase by about 3k in the next couple days)

Favorite work of my own: The Beauty in the Beast has been my baby forever, I still remember coming up with the idea, and same with Pretending, which started out as a gift, but turned into this huge thing that now has a WIP sequel- but I'm excited about my Halloween, Huh? prompts and where my RWRB multichapter is going!

Fic I'd rewrite/expand on: rewrite? Too many, but especially my first fic. Expand... great question!

Bit of a WIP: sneak peek of what's coming out in the next couple days (both entries on either end of Tuesday, because I mixed up the prompt order, oops) :

Alex tried to get out of class as soon as the bell rang for the end of the day. It seemed that Henry was on to his strategy, though, because he was waiting for Alex when he walked out of the classroom. It seemed grossly unfair to Alex. After all, he was the one who had been attending this school for years. Shouldn't he be the one who was able to avoid scenarios he didn't want to deal with?

"What do you want?" Alex asked, impatiently. "I've got stuff I need to do." It wasn't even a lie, either. The Triple Threat Trio helped out at the chocolate factory a couple times a week, learning the ins and outs of the business they would one day inherit. Alex also had a job working with his dad's best friend, Rafael Luna, at the restaurant the two men had opened together when Alex's parents got divorced one afternoon a week. Between those responsibilities and homework, he really didn't have time to deal with spoiled brats who considered themselves foreign dignitaries. 

"We need to plan when we're going to work on this project, do we not?" Henry asked in the snobbiest way possible. 

Alex whipped around, finally done ignoring him. Two could play at this game. "I'm going to work on this project. You're probably going to just have your creepy shadow do it for you. Let me tell you something, Your Royal Highness: some of us actually have to work for what we get. It doesn't get handed to us on a silver platter." He was fuming, and he was sure Henry could tell. He should've cared (after all, he had to get through this project somehow, so they needed to cooperate), but he couldn't find it in himself to muster that kind of energy. Henry hadn't shown that he deserved it.

Both entries are part of my multichapter fic, the first chapter can be found here:

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[professorlaytonpuzzlingprofessor]

Submission Box Open for Statements!

Hello Hello! This is a Out of Character post for the Eye Avatar Arc! A big thing in TMA(The Magnus Archives) are Statements! How Archivists collect stuff for The Eye! so I'll be opening the submissions box up to receive Statements from the other rp blogs if they so choose!

This post is for General Info regarding giving Statements, and rules and boundaries! It'll also include helpful links for general knowledge! I'll put everything under a read more so I'm not taking too much space on your dash!

So the nature of Statements are someone telling The Archivist about a strange or otherwise supernatural events that have unsettled or haunted them. These events are tied to The Fear Entities. The Entities, also called the Fears, the Powers, the Dread Powers, and The Things That Were Fear are, well. Eldritch-like Beings that feed on fear. So! moving on, The Eye isn't the only Entity from TMA, and You all should know that! here's a link to The List Of Fear Entities in TMA. It also comes with other helpful info that should help, such as how they can manifest, objects linked to each Entity, etc! (Note: The Extinction, given its nature, will not be accepted as an entity related to a statement period.)

Now on the rp blog front, I know we have. some batshit stuff, and aren't the most serious rp community around.(Understatement of the century) So I am not gonna ask for 100% serious juice and make you stick to what is on the wiki. So you guys can get creative! Have alil fun! I know I've already deviated from what considered canon for TMA. That aside, Here's some other info that should be useful!

Hershel, having the Archivist Status, can Compel someone to give a statement or answer a question, and have it come out clear and eloquent, while speaking the truth.

Events from submitted Statements do not have to be something that has been talked about on your blog! Use this as an opportunity to character study! or Write a drabble! go ham!

There is some overlap with each Entity, so if you're writing something for the Web and you notice the Eye has something similar! Don't Sweat It! The Entities have been compared to colors sometimes clashing, sometimes blending.

I will be posting these, So I do ask that you do use the tags i've put in the submissions page for the sake of organization! so if need be the Statements can be filtered<3

Happy Statement Giving! Send an ask if you need anything clarified and I'll do my best to answer any questions! Also I will be updating this post with a FAQ if need be! Good Luck!

[bluewren]

Chapter: 1/? WC: 3.9k so far. Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Summary:

This is a story about the rise of one woman and the fall of another. Taliesen is a Dalish elf thrown into a position of power, and intends to use it to benefit her people however she can. Calpernia is a formerly enslaved Tevinter mage, who lost her command when the rebel mages freed themselves from Venatori servitude. Both wanting to fix everything about the world that has wronged them, but circumstances place them on different sides.

Except:

The biting wind shot sand at her face and made it impossible to travel the desert to the old Tevinter ruins. Yet as soon as she takes one step inside, the howling stops. Taliesen can feel the stillness in the air. The falling bits of sand are hanging. It’s like she entered a world isolated from Thedas, untouched by the wear and tear of the present. The moment she steps through the door, she can see the rift hovering above. Demons and Venatori turned into statues, their conflict frozen in time. Yet even more unnatural is the fact that the fade rift does not shimmer, bright and yet frozen in place. It’s like staring at the sun, unyielding with its shining rays but otherworldly to stare at. Something’s unnatural about these ruins, more unnatural than the Anchor and rifts that Taliesen has been tied to. She takes the first steps. Her companions follow behind, suddenly falling into the trap that awaited all of them here. Solas, Sera, and Dorian turn lifeless when they step past the entrance, unaware of what would befall them. Immediately, Taliesen turns back to reach for them, feeling for pulses, and shaking them in place in the hopes of seeing them react. But nothing, they’re frozen like the rest of the creatures in this room.

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Thank you for tagging me @nijinskys sorry it took so long, my stats page and I have a love-hate relationship

most hits (8,063): Strike Hard -- Cobra Kai. Probably b/c it's my oldest smut fic :D This started out as such a small but passionate little fandom and I wrote this fic right after s1 aired. Good times really, it was the first time I'd written fic in 6 years and I was very pleased with the reception.

fewest hits (42): [podfic] Cold, Dark, Depraved -- Black Sails. My most recent podfic, these never get a ton of hits or kudos, but thanks to everyone who downloads and listens. <3

most kudos (1,361): some ancient call -- Our Flag Means Death. Biggest fandom I've written for so far. Fun little creature au romcom I wrote right after finishing s1 OFMD. Didn't expect the fandom to get this big honestly!

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most comments (129 threads): did the twin flame bruise paint you blue -- Black Sails. My big ol novel! Shout out to the ppl who commented on every single chapter I love you so much.

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most bookmarks (384): OFMD creature rom com again!

least bookmarks (0): Four way tie of a bunch of podfic womp womp

most words (138,019): Break Up AU again, aka my Giant Silverflint Mod AU Novel. I DID IT BOYS!

least words (486): a resolution -- Watchmen. a little surreal drabble I wrote for a Rorschach livejournal comm a million years ago that I transferred to AO3, it was my first work!

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A Moment Of Respite

Rating Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV

Relationship: G'raha Tia | Crystal Exarch/Warrior of Light

Characters:

G'raha Tia | Crystal Exarch

Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV)

Miqo'te Characters (Final Fantasy XIV)

Additional Tags:

CAT BOYS BEIN CAT BOIS

u ever just meet someone thats ur type and ur like hmmm

Slightly suggestive

Language:English

Words:3,960

ao3 link!

summary: Eulmore has taken their stance against the Crystarium, but with doubts flooding through the warrior of light, how is he to cope?

notes: This was an old and short drabble I cooked up before starting Shadowbringers so the writing is a bit baby but I went back and tried to tweak it a bit because uhhhh it was kind of a daring idea of mine~ lmao hope it's good nonetheless!

Another day filled with endless quests passed the young warrior of light, as per his usual run. It was nice though, getting to explore the entirely new region that was Norvrandt. The flowery fields of Il Mheg, the melancholic forests of Lakeland that, even when overrun by sin eaters, was still wistfully beautiful. Though it had hardly gotten his mind off of the previous day, what with the citizens in the Crystarium sending him all around town to pick up small things like bread and butter, his mind still raced with thoughts of how the rest of Lakeland was faring, and he hardly had time to think about the impending doom they still might face as well, though the Scions and the Exarch both insist he take a moment for himself, how could he? It had only been a few days after the attack, and though everyone knew where to point the blame, the warrior still looked to himself for not being able to stop them all.

He sighed, pausing at the entrance to Syrcus Tower. He figured after today, he might check back in with the Exarch, seeing if perhaps the most selfless person in all of Norvrandt needed anything. Probably not, he figured, shrugging internally as he passed over the threshold. That man was never one to accept help. Everyone always said he did everything himself. But while he admired that drive, he knew everyone needed assistance sometimes. Perhaps...since he trusted so much in him, he’d listen. At least that’s what he hoped. He figured he’d find him residing in the Ocular, his hand gently resting over the doors and tracing the odd metal framing of it before gently pushing it open. And just as he’d predicted, there the Exarch stood, watching quietly over the land he so valiantly had protected for centuries. He almost didn’t want to ruin his quiet, but he wouldn’t need to, as the door behind him shut, the echoing alerted both of them to his presence.

The Exarch nearly jumped out of his robes, not expecting to be caught off guard like such, but after a quick clearing of his throat, he met the warrior with a smile, straightening himself dutifully. “My warrior, I do apologize for not acknowledging your presence. It seems I was lost in thought again.” He paused a moment, noticing the nervous demeanor of the miqo’te and beckoning for him to join him. “You’ve no need to worry, ‘tis nothing of importance. I hear you’ve been busying yourself with helping those around the Crystarium. For that, I greatly thank you. By chance, did you stop by the markets?”

A’Tali’s ear twitched in interest, knowing full well he’d probably ask. As much as he liked to hide the fact, the warrior knew the Exarch was really the one behind their meal making. He seemed to be quite the poor liar, but he’d never call him out on it. He was far too kind for that. Still, he knew he’d ask, so meeting the other with a smile, he turned to his satchel, gently shaking it so that the other could hear the Gil happily jingling somewhere near the bottom. “I did actually! I hope it suffices. I saw on my way out this morning that the quarters were lacking so I figured I’d make it a last stop. They predicted you might make another request so it’s already made its way over.” He confirmed, watching the leader exhale happily before going to join him on the steps. “Thank you, my friend. I’ve no idea how I did it all before summoning you here.”

A small laugh, almost like an exhale left A’Tali as he sat down rather politely, glancing over to the strange mirror-portal and noticing how it reflected over a familiar area of the woods sitting outside the city. A silver haired viera stood watch over a small encampment, her eyes filled with duty and determination. However, she was taken aside for a moment as another smaller viera tugged at her pant leg, bouncing around in what seemed like a request to play. She tried to keep her stoic demeanor, but she couldn’t help the child’s pleas. So she wasn’t as hard headed as he thought. Interesting. She certainly seemed like someone who’d be playful, but he couldn’t shake their first meeting...

“Worried about Commander Lyna? She looks like she’s travelled to The Ostall Imperstive and back many a time. I’m sure you’ve nothing to fear.” A’Tali tried to assure the Exarch, earning a gentle huff from him, almost seemingly embarrassed to be called out for such a thing. Sure, Lyna was grown now and could take care of herself but...that unexpected attack, and with many dropping dead each day, he always had to be watching. Especially if she happened to freeze up one unlucky day and get herself caught. He’d never forgive himself if he let that happen. “But I do understand why you observe. She...lost her parents to the sin eaters, yes? It’s only natural to still remain protective after all these years. You’re very good at watching over your city, I almost envy your skill.”

While that was true, The Exarch didn’t exactly understand why it was he envied him. Did he not understand that he was the hero of legend? The one even the people of the Crystarium still raved about hundreds of years after his story came to an end? The selfless warrior of light: who, no matter what, always took up a task. Who always saved the day no matter the price he paid for himself. He was simply doing his job watching over his city, nothing more. Though perhaps that was how he saw his duty as well. “I simply do so with care. Every resident is close to my heart, and it is my hope as well as my purpose that they all remain safe. I believe that you share that sentiment?”

A’Tali simply smiled in response, nodding a confirmation as his eyes cast themselves to the other, his face almost completely shrouded by his cowl. He wondered why it was that he hid his face. Was it that he preferred being shrouded in mystery? Or perhaps he was ashamed of what hid underneath it. Either way, it did spark his curiosity, but now was not the time for such questions. He still had yet to speak about what had transpired the previous day, and he knew it was going to be brought up as soon as their conversation came to a pause.

Regrets had reached an all time high as he watched the people of Lakeland gathering up what was left after Vauthry’s menacing attack in the night. How resilient these people were despite losing so much in the expanse of...what? Mere bells? Ever confident they were, ever inspired they were despite the chaos. And there, stood at the head of this inspiration and confidence was the Exarch. His voice always ringing true to the people, always encouraging hope.

It had reminded him of someone. For the first time in a while, he had let himself slip. And perhaps it was because his voice held that diplomatic sass, perhaps it was because the ambient hum of the tower was reminding him of where that old voice slept. But he had fallen back to when he’d first allowed himself to show his heart to someone.

It was too much.

The Exarch has noticed his drift from the crowd.

He’d felt rather unnerved about coming back here since, and his ears displayed this well, falling back in shame as he felt the other’s eyes on him. He hadn’t meant to act as secluded as he did...he shouldn’t have slipped in front of him… “Exarch, I must apologize for my actions last evening. I was simply...overwhelmed with emotion. I’m sorry you had to see me like so.” His voice was soft now, and his gaze averted itself to the towering ceiling, a look of melancholy stuck in his eyes.

It was then that the Exarch extended a hesitant hand, gently placing it against the sleeve of the warrior’s glove. “There’s no need to apologize, my friend. Though, if I may...I can’t help but notice each time you pass through those gates, you seem...haunted. My mind wanders to odd conclusions, but I recall that first morning you arrived. The man you spoke of...G’raha Tia...were you two close?” He inquired, his voice resonating care and kindness. Perhaps that was one reason A’Tali confided in him. He never once seemed to house ill will, despite how little he knew about him. He was still hesitant to answer, however, as it wasn’t so simple to give.

“...I felt that we were. It was...complicated. We’d only known each other for a short time...though it felt longer. He was the first person I’d confided in after such a long time. He helped me to grow as a person, he…” the warrior paused, realizing he’d been playing with the strings of his gloves. “...he was the first I’d ever had feelings for. I’m not sure where they came from, but they came so naturally...if only too late. I never confessed my feelings, and the closest I ever got was before he sealed himself away…” his voice broke at the last part, and one of his hands raised to his lips, his middle and index finger gently brushed against them. “I’ve lost many people in my journeys as the warrior of light, and many were close to me...but none hurt me so deeply as when I found this tower lacking him. Perhaps it was because I’d dreamed of seeing him once more...perhaps it was because...he never really knew how important he was...to the world. To me.”

The Exarch listened on in silence, not knowing what he could say to him for once, though he felt as if simply listening would comfort him. If only he knew...he wouldn’t have to shed another tear.

“I-I apologize! I didn’t mean to grow so gloomy again...I just-!” A’Tali was quick to apologize, and was just as quickly cut off by the other who shook his head, his non crystallized hand pressing a finger against his lips in a “hush.” “As I said, you’ve no need to apologize to me. I brought it up, after all, and I believe you need to talk about it. Does it feel better, talking about him?” He inquired once more, this time in genuine curiosity. Did he think about him? Was he truly that important?

The warrior simply grew quiet for a moment, before placing a hand over the one on his sleeve. He felt the other stiffen at the sudden interaction, perhaps a bit self conscious about his arm? No matter, he was confiding in him now, and something told him that while he welcomed such interaction, he hadn’t experienced it in quite some time. He couldn’t blame him, being the Exarch and all, always busy and always keeping to himself to ensure everyone turned out okay. He admired him for that. “...it does. But I also feel great sadness. I’ll never truly know of his fate. I’ll never know the world he woke up to or how long it took us...or if I still greeted him as a friend...or if I was there at all. I fear so much for him...but I also know he wouldn’t want me to linger in sorrow like this. He was always so positive. The driving force of our adventure, I'd like to say.”

The driving force? Their...adventure? The Exarch could feel his heart skip a beat at his explanation, though the other felt sorrow in his heart, he felt something lift inside him as he thought to their previous moments together. How sassy and spritely G’raha Tia was, how he was constantly uplifting the team’s spirits. How, even to the end of the adventure, he stayed smiling. For himself, and for A’Tali. This, the both of them knew.

“...it’s strange. You remind me of him in a way.”

It was quietly spoken, but the Exarch perked up in interest still. Like him? “O-Oh? How so?”

A’Tali smiled, quite entertained by the other’s reaction as he readjusted his glasses. He leaned forward slightly, a gentle shine in his pale eyes as he leaned his head against his hand. “Well, you’re both so dutiful. You take charge, but not in the way a typical leader would, you know? You’re kind and compassionate to everyone you take care of...and you have that wave of mystery about you that can sometimes bother me but...can also be very alluring.” The warrior laughed once more, his gaze so fixated on the portal, he didn’t notice the other looking to their hands. And thank the gods he didn’t...for the Exarch was speechless, and underneath his cowl his cheeks were warm with admiration and embarrassment.

“Perhaps it’s crazy but...sometimes you speak and it reminds me of him. The way that you talk often reminds me of those little moments where he’d drop his playful demeanor for a serious moment. It...made me sad, seeing such a happy soul take up such a grand duty...and how it affected him in such a short time. I often wonder if perhaps it was the same for you…” he trailed, before his tail shot up in alarm, realizing he was growing far too informal with the other and turning to him in a flustered demeanor. “I-I mean! There’s just so much to think about while I’m here…and I’m afraid I don’t know very much about you, so all I have to go off of is assumption!” He corrected himself, hoping to Hydaelyn that he hadn’t offended the other. Though he didn’t seem much bothered by it. In fact, he thought he heard a soft chuckle from under that cowl. The hold on his crystalline hand remained, and his ear flickered curiously. If only he knew how right he was in his musings. If only he knew…

“I suppose that’s partially my fault. We’ve usually no downtime in such a busy city. And...well I suppose I’m not used to such casual conversation. But...you would be correct in your assumptions in a way. Of course, I’m much happier now than I was first taking this duty...though I feel as if I’ve grown less jubilant over time. For what used to be pure joy has been glossed over with responsibility and worry.” The Exarch explained, his eyes turning up wistfully to the high ceilings of the ocular, watching the sun gently reflect off of its crystalline arches. It had been quite some time since he’d felt like the man he used to be, but there was a reason to everything, and so that was why he was the way that he was now. Surely the other understood, but his silence worried him all the worse. “I am still happy though, you needn’t worry. I know my purpose and it pleases me to know that I’m capable of carrying it out.” He continued, before pausing as he turned to see the warrior leaning in rather close, a cautious hand quickly raising to tug at his cowl, before freezing up as he locked gazes with him. He didn’t know what it was, but the gentle gaze the other reflected caught him in something he couldn’t describe. It was almost as if he felt that small, internalized feeling of being as he used to, before all of this. He’d forgotten for a moment what it was to hide himself. Did he need to? They were in close proximity, sure but...it was nice.

And on the other hand, A’Tali couldn’t stop feeling...something. Surely it couldn’t have been the Echo. Hydaelyn hadn’t exactly been very helpful when it came to the Exarch, though perhaps thing worked differently when you were a rift traversing mage like he was. Even still, this whole time he’d felt something so familiar about the other. His personality, his aura...his voice. Maybe it was just that he was longing for what used to be…maybe…no...he couldn’t possibly...and yet-

The seeker’s eyes barely flicked back to their practically intertwined hands before returning to the top of the other’s cowl...and then to the only feature he could make out from under it. His lips. He gently squeezed his hand, feeling something flutter in his chest. The longer he stared, the more he felt inclined to lean in. Why did he feel so familiar? His free hand guided itself back to his bottom lip, gently biting his thumb in thought. The silence was killing the both of them, and the warrior broke it first. “...Truly, why have you summoned me here? Surely there was another warrior who came after me? With so many heroes across time, why me?”

Because I wished to see you again. Because I couldn’t stand the thought of you dying, especially when I could have prevented it. Because I simply want you here. The Exarch’s thoughts raced, locked into his minty gaze. What was he to say? “I…”

He didn't need to answer though, for the hand previously pressed against the warrior’s lips came to cup his face. His thumb gently traced the crystal markings on his cheek, and A’Tali swore he felt him lean in. With all the things he’d done for him in the short time he’d been in the First, he could tell it was nothing short of admiration. Perhaps...did the Exarch have feelings for him…? Or was that just his longing heart hoping for something? No matter the case, they were practically touching noses now, and both were frozen like a stag being hunted by a dragon. It was A’Tali that broke their pause, closing the small space between them and pressing his lips against the other’s. He swore he felt his robes move from the sudden act of affection, but thought nothing of it as he remained in the kiss a moment longer, his tail flickering cautiously. He backed away slightly, but was still close enough to feel the other’s breath against his lips. His eyes barely caught a glimmering ruby gaze, but he looked away before he scared the other further.

Oh gods, what had he done…?

“Forgive me, Exarch I…” he began, but just as quickly trailed off as he watched the other take the hand on his cheek, his fingers intertwining themself in the warrior’s. How gentle he was, A’Tali thought to himself. It was much different than how he portrayed himself on the battlefield, almost like someone else he knew…

He couldn’t help it, he leaned in again, and this time the other reciprocated. He felt the hand on his glove grip the fabric, sensing that he wanted him close. He obliged, scooting closer and nearly pressing chests with him as he freely indulged in his affection. How good it felt to kiss someone again. And the Exarch could share his sentiments. He’d missed him so much, it was a shame A’Tali might never know what was really happening. But he did, and he loved every second of it.

Small seconds passed, and the kisses grew deeper and deeper. The warrior’s fangs biting into the Exarch’s bottom lip, issuing a small sigh as he slowly dragged them against the gentle skin. Both of his hands moved to press themselves against his back, gripping his robes as his previous worries seemed to numb. He tasted so good...he felt even better, and he wanted to be closer. Carelessly, he pulled him closer, pressing their chests together in the now heated kissing session. A hand came around to hold his hips, moving the Exarch into his lap just as he pulled away from the kiss, moving it down his neck, then to his arm. Each kiss was followed by a gentle bite, eliciting small whines and huffs from the other, who was trying to muffle said noises. This made A’Tali grin. Good, he thought, trying to hide his attraction thrilled him.

The hand on his hips gripped the fabric, balling into a fist to hitch the skirt of the robe up over his knee. Carefully, his hand traced up his bare thigh, and he felt the other shiver, but he was rumbling like...was he purring? Was the Exarch also a Miqo’te? Again, he wouldn’t say anything for fear of alarming him. He just wanted this right now, so ignorance was bliss. When his hand moved to his inner thigh, he felt the other lean against him, his face pressing against his shoulder in an attempt to hide his pleasured noises. So, he was very submissive. Good to know. A’Tali mentally noted, before moving to rub his inner thigh. He could feel the Exarch breathing shakily, his hips gently moving with his hand, and he couldn’t help but be turned on by this. Gently, he bit at a soft spot on his skin, sucking on it casually as his hand continued on to the other’s briefs. The other froze at the touch, and what A’Tali presumed to be his tail flickered from under his robes. He grinned, his own tail coming around to wrap itself around the Exarch’s leg. He leaned in for another, rushed kiss, the other quickly and mindlessly complying. Don’t let this end. Gods please don’t...

Though it was only briefly after that they’d heard a rapping at the Ocular’s doors, to which the Exarch almost fell back from his surprised jump, gripping tightly to the warrior in fear of someone walking in, but instead, a voice came from the other side. “I apologize for the short notice, Exarch, but might I have a moment of your time? ‘Tis regarding your request about the garden?”

If there was ever a deep shade of red possible for someone to turn, his was the deepest. He’d gotten so engrossed in...this...he’d completely forgotten about his duties. So it was. So it always would be. “I-I...Of course, I shall attend to it shortly. Allow me a moment, If you will.” He assured the waiting citizen, all the while trying to catch his breath. He soon received confirmation, and after hearing the guest depart, he cupped his hand over his mouth in embarrassment, his cheeks flushed and hot as he pulled his cowl even lower. He wished for the other to avoid seeing him. How could he be so irresponsible and foolish? Just like the man he used to be…

Just like him…

“Exarch, my deepest apologies...I don’t know what came over me, I just-“ The warrior began, but was quickly cut off by the other gently pecking his lips, and just as quickly leaning away to stand himself up. Just as graceful as he usually was, he brushed off his robes, and turned to the other with a gentle smile.

“No need to apologize to me, A’Tali. But perhaps it would be best if we kept this...a secret.” He paused, rubbing the wrist of his crystalline hand, almost as if he were in thought about something, before nodding, and turning to go. “I shall return anon. Pray, try not to overwork yourself before I do?”

The warrior hesitated for a moment, still getting over that hasty last kiss, his fingers against his pursed lips, before nodding. “Of course. I hope for your lively return, Exarch.” He wished him off, and as he watched him go, he could’ve sworn he felt that familiar feeling in his chest again. One of longing. One of mystery.

One of love.

[kwanisms]

please note that I am no longer actively writing for exo and that by putting this groups in the 'archive' does not necessarily mean I will stop writing for them entirely. Any series originally planned for any members in the archive have either been put in the vault or recasted.

12 Days of Lust Collab

🔞 many of these works contain sexual content (18+ mdni) 🔞 ♤ — angst :: ♡ — fluff :: ♧ — smut ✍ — ongoing :: ⊝ — hiatus :: ⊗ — discontinued :: ✓ — completed

— oneshots

»» Burning Bridges ♤ k.minseok

➥ 1.5k; Y/N always ended up coming back to Minseok, no matter how many fights nor how many times things ended. He was like a magnet, always drawing her back in and at some point, she knew she was going to have to cut him out of her life. It was time to burn bridges once and for all.

»» Aviophobia ♧ z.yixing

➥ 2.8k; Y/N has always hated flying. If she didn't have to fly, she wouldn't. The only thing that makes her trip better is the handsome stranger sitting next to her.

»» If I Kissed You ♡ b.baekhyun

➥ 2.5k; moving in with her best friend's ex-boyfriend sounds like nothing but trouble for Y/N, even if he has a girlfriend. But what happens when they break up?

»» the Doctor Will See You Now ♧ p.chanyeol

➥ 4.5k; Chanyeol was the type of man any woman would fawn over. Tall, handsome, smart, and compassionate. All the nurses in the trauma department are head over heels for him, especially when he volunteers his free time to watch over the newborns in the maternity ward nursery. He has everyone in that hospital wrapped around his finger. All except for one stubborn and hot-headed doctor— Y/N.

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— drabbles

»» New Friends ♡ p.chanyeol

➥ 436; Y/N meets and befriend a very tall stranger.

»» But You're Warm ♡ d.kyungsoo

➥ 527; Y/N spends a rainy morning in bed with her boyfriend, Kyungsoo.

»» No Ties ♡ o.sehun

➥ 617; Sehun is very adamant about not wearing a tie to Y/N's company's holiday party.

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[elfwreck]

The "Underage" warning was not related to any specific post/event/comment; it was tied to a recent (at the time) change in Australian law that made any depiction of underage sex illegal. (We kinda wondered what that meant for teen romance movies, but since "we" at the time did not include any Australians, it was an abstract consideration.) And we were aware that Australia might not be the only place with such a law, especially considering future changes, so: Mandatory warning for "reading this fic is an ACTUAL CRIME in some countries, so skip if it's illegal for you."

Violence was not specifically for violence/gore, but more like... torture. Especially of main characters. Because like "major character death," "blorbo is violently tortured in exquisite detail" was considered warning-worthy. (...Blorbo is a new term but it caught on because it works very well.)

Edge cases we considered included elves, hobbits, dragons, clones, and vampires - where do they fall on the "underage" scale? Conclusion: they don't. "Underage" applies to humans, who are legally adult where the servers are hosted at 18.

400-year-old vampires in 8-year-old bodies: Underage policy does not apply. No need to warn for sex between Louis and Claudia.

3-year-old clone in a 19-year-old body: Underage warning does not apply; Clark/Kon supercest does not require an age warning.

When does Frodo/Bilbo need an age warning? Never. And yet, somehow, the archive is very very thin on unwarned Bilbo/young Frodo fic. (There's one. It's a drabble.) Because even without the requirement... most people writing sexual fic involving "children" will use the "underage" warning, whether or not the "child" is legally a child in modern terms.

Why is there no "incest" warning? Because, as mentioned "warn/not-warn" was a huuuuuge hot-button debate issue at the time, and the idea was to keep the required warnings down to the absolute minimum that we figured would allow most people to enjoy the archive.

We also figured you could see the Sam/Dean or Frodo/Bilbo or Fred/George or Thor/Loki or Sherlock/Mycroft tags and decide for yourself if you wanted to read the fic. No need to go through the hassle of making a policy about whether cousins were incest, or adoptive siblings, or stepsiblings, or "AU clone from a different reality" or whatever.

And also, as mentioned... none of us expected AO3 to get this big. At all. We're all still kinda in shock that it had more than a million fanworks. 8 million is... way, way past what any of us imagined.

I mean. C'mon. We said "HERE BE PERVERT FICS" and "Yes you can post actor snuff porn fics here" and also "6-year-old catamite fics: Bring it" and "Mommy/Son incest fics welcome" and "villain-victorious torture BDSM sex slave drug-fest extravaganza stories okay" and "watersports and scatfic don't even need to be tagged" and also "fuck grammar rules; if you wanna post a whole 40,000 fic in all caps with no paragraph breaks, go right ahead."

We figured there would be a LOT of people who avoided the whole archive on general principles and refused to use it.

(This is why people yelling about "I will not post there because of your horrible policies!!!" bother absolutely nobody at the OTW. That was expected. We're still all kinda surprised that there's so few of those.)

i was listening to the fanficmaverick podcast episode you did on fanfiction history, in which you mentioned (~55 min in) that you were one of the main people writing the terms of service for AO3 and bringing up the types of "would this be allowed" test cases, that these were not "oh it's a slightly problematic kink" but "violent snuff porn of gillian anderson, not scully, but gillian anderson" — and that you all eventually landed on "kinda gross, but legal in the US, and therefore would host." question: was this the most contentious case? any other memorable/notable test cases, or other interesting discussions you can remember?

i'd also love to hear more about how the major archive warnings were decided on — on what basis were these chosen? which others were considered? — if you happen to know!

sincerest thank you for all the work you've done for fandom and the preservation of fandom history. ❤️ seriously, such a feat, and so interesting!

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I think even then my personal level of wallowing in annoying wank or looking at horrifying fic was vastly higher than everyone else's, so this was pretty much the example we looked at.

Though, if you want to laugh, astolat's original post is still up on LJ with the comments, and there were totally people going "I'd be interested in this new archive project, but not if it includes RPF!" or "Not if it includes any underage fic at all!" etc.

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On usenet in the 90s, there was somebody or somebodies who were reaaaaally into that specific type of snuff story. I remember noticing how many of them involved not only hangings but very specific imagery of one high heel falling off. I was 13, so I really couldn't tell you if it was one dude with a specific fetish or genuinely super widespread. But it made an impression.

The alt.sex.stories hierarchy was a wild time.

Anyway, in practice, badwrong RPF of female celebs that sounds like it's aimed at straight dudes ends up on fetish sites for whatever the fetish is, not on fic archives for the most part, but I thought it was a useful example because it was so far into actually offensive to AO3y types. We're not talking the weaksauce shit people are always asking me about on here like "Oooh, what if someone posted [bog standard slash trope] to AO3?" as though it's a gotcha.

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Man... were there other test cases? I'm trying to remember. This was all in like 2008, and of course, I didn't keep internal documents when I left OTW. Not that half of this was stuff I'd have had documented on my computer anyway.

My memory is that the general shape of the content policy had been decided by the founding Board before Content Policy started up. I don't think we were actually making the ruling on RPF ourselves.

I'm pretty sure most of what we were up to was looking at wank and trying to determine how to head off shitty behavior with the ToS. Trying to define harassment is a mega pain in the ass, let me tell you.

One major internal wank there was was deciding whether to allow Original Work. I was the one who'd been in anime fandom, and I was very used to archives that have an original section, often for the "original slash" and "original yaoi" that had nowhere else to go at the time. (These days, you'd just become a "m/m romance" author, as I in fact have.) Fanfiction.net had spun off its original years ago at that point, but a lot of the non-English archives and a lot of the archives in other parts of English-speaking fandom found fannish-but-original to be a normal thing.

I am a grudgy bitch, and I am still not over how much pushback I got on this.

AO3 went live with a ban on original work, but the policy never ended up being heavily enforced. We waited to see what would happen with posting, and it was predictably that people from those backgrounds outside of US Media Fandom posted some original without even thinking it might be banned, but they didn't post so much it overwhelmed the archive.

The big fears had been that #1 people would flood AO3 and drown out the fic. This was predicated on the idiotic notion that original = inherently not fannish, so there's no dividing line. In reality, the people who were used to posting original to fic archives had an internal sense of what belongs and what doesn't. Fear #2 was that people would try to post chapter 1 of a commercial story and then go "See here to buy the rest". Little did we know that this would soon be a problem with fucking fan fiction itself. (Also, commercial spam was always against the rules and needed no extra anti-original work rule.)

People didn't just disagree with me: they looked at me blankly.

Pretty sure I vented about this on that podcast too though. Anyway, most of the shit people find contentious now was already decided before we started writing the ToS, I think... though I don't really remember clearly. We were more looking to plug up holes in the rules that nitpicking trolls could use to harass.

The kinds of things we were deciding were often like the policy that AO3 doesn't necessarily tell you if someone reported you. If they need info, they'll contact you, and if they decide you broke the ToS, you'll hear about it, but obviously bogus reports don't get passed on. This is to remove the temptation to use the team as a proxy to harass a target. An official e-mail, even if it's "You're fine, actually", can be disturbing.

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Re the warnings themselves, I know I'd done a survey of what archives were out there at the time and had come up with a list of a few dozen. This was early on in OTW's development process, not just for Content Policy. You can still find the list somewhere on that LJ group. Anyway, for the ToS writing, we looked at the commonplace warnings from archives past, which were basically character death, character death, and also character death.

It always cracks me up when people are like "Um, rape makes sense, but how dare they downplay these other bad things with a character death warning?" Old fandom places were full of unwarned for rape, but woe betide the person who posted surprise character death of a main ship!

We needed an under-18 warning because we had a lot of Australian fans who were like "Dude, my government is a bitch, and I cannot use this archive at all if I can't filter that out". Past archives had mostly just banned it entirely or been full of death eaters raping teenage Harry Potter characters with nary an underage warning in sight.

I don't remember why we picked the violence one. It really wasn't common, but maybe we wanted to make a philosophical point that sex doesn't have more cooties than violence.

CNTW was a compromise with older fandom standards where people objected to literally any warnings existing. A lot of the really oldschool warnings debates aren't about which ones you should have but about whether you should have them at all.

I think people around here miss how non-universal warnings are and how many other communities and spaces even today don't think you need all that.

I don't recall if we seriously considered any specific others. I don't think we had a big list, then ruled them out. It's more like we accreted a few must-haves as we went along. We probably looked at the metadata for the eFiction archives that actually had ticky boxes for search (as opposed to the very low-metadata norm on many archives). But a lot of those filters would have been fandom-specific or redundant or hella vague.

One thing to keep in mind is that this was an Era of Archives, so there were fucktons of examples to look at, though only a few flavors of example since a bunch used eFiction or otherwise copied each other's design. It was possible to make some judgements about past norms on archives, not just go "Are we copying FFN or not?" A lot of fans now see fic hosting as the big three or see AO3 as the only option, but we were used to having many archives with many designs.

I know we wanted a short and manageable list of warnings, and we wanted unambiguous things that could be effectively enforced. If I'm populating my hard-coded 90s website with other people's fics, I can go through each for dubcon before I post it (not that you'd ever have warned for dubcon in the 90s). On a big fic archive, making judgement calls on vague ass categories like dubcon is a nightmare.

We did do some focus groups where other interested fans came in and critiqued our work. I can't recall how much was about our ToS wording and how much was about the actual policies. But we did workshop this shit extensively with people who were around at the time. I think many of the whiners now assume it wasn't enough of a community effort (since we didn't decide things they like). But actually, a bunch of people weighed in. Maybe elf remembers what we actually asked them. I think she was in a focus group.