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#archive of our own#ao3 stuff#ao3 quotes#archive of our own quotes#fanfic#fanfic quotes#funny#ao3#ao3 tags#every bird is gay in this fic#i don’t even have anything to say#this is already great#what could I possible have to add#also don’t look too closely at my spelling#it’s 2:30 am#and autocorrect is doing some heavy fucking lifting rn
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Shout out to all the beginning authors, don’t be afraid to write badly and to write for yourself
we will love you regardless
#and if it’s *really* bad it might even become a cult classic#looking at you My Immortal#I’m mostly joking#I love all forms of writing and I love seeing y’all’s growth#even if I don’t always enjoy reading them I like seeing people write them#don’t be afraid to be cringy in these spaces- they’re ment for you#don’t be afraid to grow either#anyways ramble over#ao3 shenanigans#ao3#writing#fanfic#fandom#archive of our own
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fellas is it weird to *checks notes* write a fic that focuses on characters tagged in the fic
#sighhhhhhhh#ao3#continuing my name and shame tradition lol#myfic#theresurrectionist#a sky of honey#look is it a weird ass fic?#yeah#but it’s my fic#if you don’t like it LEAVE
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So has anyone talked about this yet
#i need this image tattooed on my body#for entirely non-suspicious reasons#(don’t look at my ao3)#charles leclerc#arthur leclerc#leclercest#:)
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there really was something in the water with blaseball. for like two years i was constantly writing, and thinking about writing, and talking to other people about what they were writing, and creating stories that forced me to consider different perspectives and backgrounds and beliefs, and i fuckin loved it. and now i’m just not really writing anymore, and even when i do, it isn’t with that same kind of fervor and certainly not with the same level of dedication or enthusiasm. strangest, longest fugue state i’ve ever been in.
#was looking around the ol’ ao3 profile trying to find something#and like my fucking god what did they put in blaseball that made us all go BRRRRR and smash those fics out#genuinely the other day i went ‘god maybe i should finish the twooney fic’ and it was the most excited I’d been about writing in weeks#it’s just. Wild. like i look back on all of it and I don’t know how I did it! I don’t know how any of us did.#tam.exe#blaseball
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Can someone give me well written fluffy Percabeth fics I feel like I’ve read the majority of them already and I don’t want to open another tab to add on to the 107 tabs I have.
Edit: THANK YOU SO MUCH TO THOSE WHO GAVE ME RECS PEOPLE NEVER ACTUALLY ANSWER
#please and thank you#help a girl out#I need to start clearing my tabs#but I don’t want to close my ao3 tabs because those are very specific searches that I’m sorting through#I need to look at the newer percabeth fics#but I’m gonna mess up my system#yes my ao3 search has a system#anyways any percabeth fics that aren’t a big story would be great thank you#idc about smut at this point as long as it’s not the whole thing#as long as it’s skippable it’s fine#pjo#percabeth#is skippable a word?#it looks weird#percabeth fic rec#percabeth fluff#percy jackson#annabeth chase#percy jackson and the olympians#heroes of olympus#hoo#ao3#ao3 recs#fanfiction#and I can’t fuck it up because then I’ll have to start over and I’ won’t be able to find fics I haven’t read yet#it’s overwhelming to think about#these are so none issues but whatever#it’s summer I got nothing else to worry about#except for the fact that school starts soon and I hate everyone there and why did I think it was a good idea to pick advanced classes#anyways
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Eloise is really, really bad at chess😐
(this is a scene from my fic & I typed it up here:)
"Milady, you cannot send him there! He will surely die a terrible death, and Murdoch is our finest knight!"
Eloise blinked her bleary eyes at the wizarding chess board, not really comprehending what the tiny pieces were yelling at her. The one that seemed to be doing the most talking was gesticulating wildly and jumping up and down, trying to get her attention. When she had taken the pieces out of the box Sebastian had lent her, they had immediately recognized her and started protesting, appealing to 'their benevolent lord's innate sense of goodness', but their protests fell on deaf ears. Eloise was positive that Sebastian took some sort of perverse pleasure at watching her lose at chess.
In the background, she could hear Ominis's laughter echoing through the Undercroft. His own pieces were quite happy at the moment, preening and occasionally sending rude gestures towards Eloise's, much to Sebastian's amusement. He was narrating their every action to Ominis, whose laughter was egging on his soldiers even more.
"Eloise," Sebastian said, propping his chin up by one hand (entirely too amused, infuriatingly so, why did he have to look so handsome when she was trying to be annoyed at him?), "maybe you should move the knight..." his other hand pointed to an empty space on the board, "...here."
This declaration caused an uproar. There were shouts of betrayal, tiny pieces gesticulating wildly to the carnage surrounding the board as they shouted in vain. She didn't see any other viable moves, so Eloise sighed and ordered the brave little Murdoch to where Sebastian had suggested. Chaos immediately ensued and Ominis's queen gleefully knocked his head off with a violent swing of her scepter. Eloise's pawns all doubled over, sobbing as their most valient knight fell, and her remaining bishop shook his tiny fist in outrage up at her.
After a few more minutes, much to Eloise's ashamed relief and the boys' disappointment, her pieces refused to move for either her or Sebastian. They solemnly collected the remains of their fallen comrades with as much dignity as they could muster and marched off the board and back into their box in a mourning parade of sorts.
Sebastian joined Ominis's pieces as they jeered the losing team off the board, causing Eloise to glare fiercely at him. "You were the one telling me what to do, and they're your pieces! Show some loyalty."
He shrunk away from the intensity of her gaze and held up his hands in protest. "I was suggesting the moves as a joke! After last week's fiasco, I didn't think you'd fall for it again."
Ominis was laughing so hard he was gasping for breath, and the two of them turned to watch him. Even through her irritation, Eloise couldn't help but smile at him - he was always so solemn and these bouts of mirth were few and far between. He managed to speak between bouts of laughter. "I...I couldn't...I couldn't believe it when you sent your bishops one by one into my trap! It was so obvious! And then...and then you..." Ominis dissolved into fits of laughter again and couldn't finish.
Eloise turned her angry glare to him. "We can't all be chess geniuses!"
"I've tried teaching you and you don't listen! For the next time, I'm only going to give you one piece of advice: don't listen to Sebastian." He chuckled once more to himself and then turned slightly to the board, addressing his men (and queen) and giving them a debriefing. He always did this after he won the matches; it was a strange sort of ritual that he seemed to look forward to.
#idk why I’m sharing the writing here but it was a scene I liked 😭#I am positive my ao3 readers do NOT overlap here but anyways#now I can add this drawing as an illustration😇🙏#I drew this a few days ago but forgot to upload lol#also this is my first time writing since like middle school please don’t judge it too much😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏#I love how Sebastian looks at Eloise🥹💓#I always thought wizarding chess was so funny#and I would DEFINITELY play it like Sebastian does#trying to cause as much chaos as possible without caring if I win😈#Ominis gets tired of it though so he plays Imelda more often#in my mind#Ominis’s thoughts are so ordered and he is so disciplined that chess comes quite easily to him#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy fanart#hphl#sebastian sallow#hogwarts legacy mc#hogwarts legacy oc#eloise#Eloise babbit#sebastian sallow fanart#sebastian sallow x mc#lmaooooo another tag novel I am sorry everyone😔🙏#hogwarts legacy fanfic
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”when’s the next big fic coming out” “which popular fic should i read next” get on your hands and knees and scour the tag like the rest of us.
#joking#sort of#ppl who don’t use ao3 filtering i am looking at you sideways#“when’s the next big fic coming out” my brother in christ how do you think fics get big#by people finding them in the tag and READING THEM#pry these 2019 unknown wolf star fics from my cold dead hands
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Ao3 tags you will never catch my ass reading (Batman edition)
Abusive parent Bruce Wayne/Bad parent Bruce Wayne: I’m not saying you’re wrong per say, but the cannon does him dirty enough I ain’t reading it in fics
Barbara Gordon/Jason Todd: This is not technically incest but it does give me the ick as if it were
Slade Wilson is Dick Grayson’s parent: No. In the words of Dick Grayson himself, he already has a father. Slade also always gives me big predator vibes and I don’t like it
Talia Al Ghul/Jason Todd: Even the original writer that did this wretched storyline said it was a mistake. Let it die
Bad Sibling Dick Grayson: Blatant slander on my boys name. I will not be taking arguments
Talia Al Ghul is Jason Todd’s parent: I don’t feel as strongly about this one I personally just don’t like it. It feels OOC for her
Barbara Gordon/Bruce Wayne: It’s giving grooming. Tim Drake and Stephanie Brown are siblings: They made out and dated for years, I just can’t Dead Alfred Pennyworth: Feels unrealistic, we all know he’s immortal
One-sided Tim Drake/Ras Al Ghul: I would like to return to ten minutes ago when I didn’t know this was a tag
Dick Grayson is Ric Grayson: Never again
Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug and Damian Wayne Are Siblings: Ladybug??? Who are you? Why are you here??
#I know the cannon killed Alfred idc I’m in denial#ao3#ao3 fanfic#batfam#batman#ao3 tags#my opinion#dont take this too seriously#obviously all incesty ships are also there but we’d be here forever if I listed them all#Looking at you Jay/Tim#If you disagree that’s ok just keep scrolling this is my preference#I personally also just don’t like cross overs that much#Ladybug has overtaken the bat fics so much I now filter out that tag
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babe, what's wrong? you've barely touched your ao3 cupcakes
#my friends and i made cupcakes#don’t let the looks fool you#they were actually super tasty#my friend put in a lot of work on the logos#i love them so much#ao3#ao3 tags#cupcakes
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Is it that obvious?
Rated E 18+ | MDNI
Tsukishima x Kuroo x f!reader
Movie night with your boyfriend Kuroo and roommate Tsukishima takes a turn when Kuroo notices something.
Sitting in between your boyfriend, Kuroo and your roommate Tsukki, you feel Kuroo’s lips press softly to your neck, humming into your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. But Tsukki is right next to you, and you’re pretty sure he can hear and see what Kuroo is doing.
“Tetsu, love, maybe not right now?” You whisper into his hair as he licks at your clavicle.
“Why not?” He whispers back.
The way you say his name urges him on. His hands petting your thighs, unashamedly feeling you up in front of your roommate.
“Because Tsukki is right here,” you say through your teeth, trying to push him off of you.
“He can join if he wants,” Kuroo nibbles at your ear, eyeing Tsukishima who is desperately trying to hide both his blushing face and sudden hard on. “Looks like he likes it,” he muses.
Sneaking a glance over at Tsukki, you can see how uncomfortable he is. The red tint to his cheeks and his eyes, wide, as he stares straight ahead at the movie no one is watching now.
Slowly, Kuroo’s hand leaves your thigh to snake around and squeeze Tsukishima’s, eliciting a small whimper out of the blond.
“Come over here, Glasses,” Kuroo coos, taking Tsukishima’s hand and placing it on your leg. “That okay, pretty?” He asks you sweetly, feeling your pulse quickening as he sucks at your neck.
Your mind is muddled, mixed with different emotions and feelings. Desire, need, confusion, embarrassment. Kuroo’s lips feel so good on you, and Tsukishima’s warm, long fingers on your thigh send a wave of pleasure between your legs as he squeezes your plush flesh.
Out of the corner of your eye you see Tsukishima staring at you, the roommate you’ve buried your true feelings for for years, waiting for your answer to Kuroo’s question, longing for you to say yes.
“Y-Yes,” you moan, reaching for Tsukki to pull him into you, desire and need taking over your body.
Running your fingers through his hair, you press his face into the other side of your neck. Both men latching on to you, licking and sucking at your skin has your pussy pulsing at the reality you’re in.
Exhaling a shaky breath, you feel Tsukki’s hands run up your thigh, exploring your body as he hums against your neck. While Kuroo’s tongue drags up your jaw and licks into your mouth, swallowing down your quiet gasp.
“Hey, Glasses,” Kuroo whispers, gently cupping his hand under Tsukishima’s chin and turning his face to look at him. “Kiss her,” he instructs.
Tsukki’s wide eyes meet yours as Kuroo turns Tsukki’s face to look at you. Releasing his grip, Kuroo leans back, letting the two of you have a moment with each other while he watches on.
Breathing heavily into the space between your bodies, your eyes dance around each others faces, not believing this is actually happening, but both wanting this for so long that you take the opportunity to finally give into your suppressed feelings.
Lightly cupping your jaw, he leans in slowly, his sweet honey eyes fixed on your lips as he inches closer, softly pressing his lips to yours.
Your eyes flutter closed, at the chaste kiss. Feeling the warmth of his hand on your face and the plush of his lips, you melt into him. Slowly wrapping your arms around him, pulling him into you.
“Like you mean it, Glasses,” Kuroo quietly encourages Tsukishima.
Swiping his tongue over your bottom lip, you let him in. Letting him lick inside your mouth and tangle his tongue with yours in a deep, passionate, I’ve been wanting to do this for years, long kiss.
It’s electric. He’s body on yours, your hands in his hair, everything you’ve wanted is in this one kiss and you don’t want it to end. Stars dance behind your lids as he presses you into the cushions. His tongue dancing inside your mouth, his lips sucking at yours, he tastes like the sweet candy he was eating during the movie. And you can’t get enough.
Moaning into Tsukki’s mouth you feel Kuroo kiss your bare shoulder. Sending a shiver down your spine as his hand gently gropes your breast. As long as you have been waiting to kiss Tsukki, Kuroo’s lips on your skin bring you back to the present. Reminding you of his presence, and that he is your boyfriend, he grabs your chin and directs your lips to his. His familiar lips and taste all swirling around you, kissing your open mouth as Tsukishima watches.
“Don’t forget about me, pretty,” he whispers into your mouth.
His hand leaves your chest and slides up Tsukishima’s arm, tangling his fingers in his short blond locks.
“And you,” he breathes. “Save some for me,” he smirks, pulling Tsukishima towards him and licking into his mouth.
Tsukishima stiffens, his eyes wide as Kuroo’s lips take his, shocked at the attack he’s made on him. But then, his body relaxes as you kiss his long neck. Pressing your lips to his skin his eyes flutter closed and he moves his lips against Kuroo’s, letting your boyfriend into his mouth.
Pulling back, you look on as the two men you’ve fallen in love with make out in front of you. It’s so hot and the warmth between your legs heats up as you drag your hands down their chests, palming both of their erections over the fabric of their pants. Panting as they pull apart, their eyes narrow in on you, moaning at your touch.
“Fuck, pretty, you’re gonna make me cum right here,” Kuroo groans, pressing his forehead to yours as you rub him.
Looking over at Tsukki through the strands of your hair you see him biting his lip. His eyes, closed, his cheeks, flushed. He’s beautiful.
“Come on,” Kuroo grabs your hand and pulls you off the couch. “You too,” he nods to Tsukishima.
Read the rest on ao3
#hNg don’t loOk at me!!!#I just needed to be double downed by these two ok#am I a dick for not posting the full fic here and making you go to ao3??? I just got lazy I’m sorry!#tsukishima kei#kuroo tetsuro#kuroo tetsuro x reader#tsukishima x reader#kuroo tetsuro x you#tsukishima x you#haikyuu x reader#haikyu smut#tsukishima smut#kuroo smut#haikyuu x you#haikyuu fanfiction#haikyuu#haikyuu!!#hq#my fic
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the hand that feeds
#dimension 20#my art#acoc#trw#many thoughts about them that im unable to articulate#just thinking a lot about how they were probably around the same age during the events of trw#and i think a lot about karna as far as i know not knowing any other warlocks of the hungry one besides herself#the scene in the inn when she looks in the mirror at the rot growing hits me so hard#something about being so young and all alone with the dread you feel about your own body#who can you tell who would get it#who can you tell that it wouldn’t feel like giving them something to use against you#idk i just think about these two a lot#wonder what it would’ve been like if they could have met each other#(do i have a fic where they meet that ive been procrastinating on uploading to ao3 for months. Maybe)#(i don’t write like Ever and i haven’t had the confidence to share it yet. anyway)#this whole post is just me talking to a wall lmao don’t mind me everyone#a crown of candy#the ravening war
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I LOVE your patrochilles family. If you're up for it, would you draw Achilles and his bump?
Aw, I’m glad you like my patchilles family, they mean so much to me so thank you!! 🥹❤️
Here you go!
+ A Modern AU shitpost bc I didn’t know which AU you’d want to see ^^
#tsoa#the song of achilles#patrochilles#angies art#asks#a peaceful life au#You and I AU#I just finished writing the first chapter of the modern au so I’ll be posting that new series on ao3 either tomorrow or Monday <3#also I forget that in my story they had their first kid pretty young like right after the wedding these two could NOT wait lmao#they just look young in that first picture I think Achilles is supposedly to be 20 and Pat is 21?? I don’t remember 😭#and you can’t tell me that Achilles wouldnt buy those corny maternity shirts as a joke bc he does lmao
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I think you made me start shipping Marchil
Your posts got me thinking about their dynamic then I wrote a fic that was supposed to be platonic but midway through I realized it could actually be interpreted as romantic too and now I'm just sad about how little time they'll have together
First of all, you have a lovely icon, second, I’m so honored… I finally read Not a bad way to go and it was soo so good like. My god!!! Pre-canon is underused and you did so many interesting things with it.
It sounded like a cruel joke, that the one who needed her concern the most was also the one least interested in it.
^^^ go read it go read it
Chilchuck was drunk enough that he needed to hold onto the walls not to fall, but apparently still sober enough to remember emotional vulnerability was his worst enemy, as he made sure to avert her eyes and said: “Namari made me come talk to you ” to make it clear he wasn't being nice voluntarily.
Yeah.
“Of course I'm scared of dying.” He scoffed. Did she really think so little of him? “But if I could choose, I would want to die doing something I love, like drinking. Or maybe fucking,”
Maybe you wish you didn’t know but my new favorite HC because of this is that Chil dies yes prematurely not of liver failure though but during coitus. Especially if marchil, the thought of him busting a nut and his heart giving out makes me laugh so hard. My god. Lmao. Oh god. Lmfao. Worst day of her life
Marcille knew Chilchuck wasn't a kid, but she often struggled to take him seriously as an adult because he was just so adorable and small. In this moment, however, she saw them exactly for what they were, even if it was just a glimpse. A sheltered, naive little girl trying to tell a tired, much more experienced man how to live the rest of his life.
Standing ovation
She tried to find an explanation to give him, but she couldn't even find one for herself. Why would she miss him? He was just Chilchuck, her coworker, Chilchuck who was cold, aloof, sometimes crass, evasive, and even outright mean. He who was level headed, reliable, trustworthy, perceptive and clever. He who had the least time left, even in a best case scenario. “I guess that despite your best efforts, there's still a lot to like about you.”
This fic goes so hard, standing ovation pt 2
“I just think it's better if we don't get too close. Don't you agree?” “I… maybe” she said, uncertain as he didn't know how to feel about that. Caring about people would only hurt her in the wrong run, she knew that, but unfortunately she couldn't help it.
I looove how they can be read to be similar on this aspect. My hand clenching around my phone as I rear up to rant about Marcille and the way she does keep people at an arm’s length subconsciously again my god my goood. Obsessed with this obsessed with this, underused for marchil. Terrified of loss through death vs rejection duo I love youuu
Brilliant ending I’m in shambles. I’m not gonna spoil it
You get marchil so much you truly do. The way they mesh, the way their views on mortality clash and both soothe & bruise… He doesn’t have much time left even in best case scenario (which Mr I won’t eat well I’ll drink and smoke a lot I’ll stress all day every day is determined to not make happen) which makes it all the more meaningful for Marcille’s arc when she learns from him to finally enjoy the present moments… It’ll only be a fraction of her life, but to him he’s giving her the rest of his life. What are some decades of love worth? Worth it, surely, if nothing else
#My only nitpick is that canonically they rarely hang out after work and you wrote that they did it often but that’s lit the only thing#Chilchuck tims#dunmeshi memes#ask#I have friends big fans of the timeline where Chil is one of those who miraculously live to 70#Marcille is always bracing herself year after year to lose him and it just becomes anticlimatic#Chilchuck the old fart grumpy husband who REFUSES to die#I wanna write pre-canon marchil as well eventually…#Anyways i hope u don’t mind me putting ur fic on blast!! I liked it a lot and again i couldn’t be happier i made you like the ship#Or even write fic like omg… i hope you make more!! You got them down real well#Thank you for the ask and thank you for the content!!! Made my day. Bith when u sent it and when i rea the fic i was having a bad day#Like his dad WOULD say that. ‘I heard you crying what the fuck’ aughh they’re so so compelling pre canon oh my god#I looove ‘platonic or romantic you choose’ fics and tackling alcoholic Chil is an instant like. The 1 flirty line was a nice treat#Marchil union is brainstorming Coraline AUs btw they all go so hard I’m looking forward to that wave#Tried to keep this a lil more composed than the ao3 comments I make lmaoo but yeah know that i’d do rabid keysmashes about it#‘You’re easy to love despite it all/even if you try to make it hard to’ is such a core of marchil
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Httyd + AO3
#I don’t know why but mematic has started cropping my AO3 tags#so if it looks edited that’s just me trying to make it work#edit#httyd#how to train your dragon#hiccup#rtte#race to the edge#memes#funny#Astrid#Hiccstrid#Snotlout#Tuffnut#chicken#gobber#httyd 2#ryker#viggo grimborn#eret son of eret#ao3 tags#httyd + text posts
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🔥 🔥 gimme your annie AND your finnick thoughts, whether it’s them together or apart idc
mmm. well.
i simply think that people don’t understand trauma and don’t care to learn about it. I think that’s what all of this boils down to. i think that Annie, although she canonically exhibits symptoms of psychosis, is probably highly functional when she’s at home in her space and able to keep to a routine and a life that makes sense for her. even if she is also experiencing psychosis then. I think she is first and foremost a survivor, and that means that she has created a life for herself where she can do more than survive from day to day, but actually thrive, because basic survival comes naturally to her.
i think that Finnick matured very quickly and is also very capable, and the reason that he completely loses it when Annie is gone is yes, because he loves her, but also because he’s gotten attached to her to an unhealthy level and losing her is also losing his own safety and sense of self. he’s deeply traumatized and she’s become his safe person. he is absolutely obsessive about her safety and that has most likely led to massive issues in their relationship because Annie almost certainly doesn’t want him to go to the lengths that he does to protect her. to some extent, him being that overprotective is him also protecting himself, because he’s poured so much of himself into her that keeping Annie safe is also keeping himself emotionally and psychologically safe. because the physical safety element is a wash.
also we all know I love their relationship and I think it’s very sweet but friends. it is not healthy
🔥 asks
#ask and you shall receive#anniecrest4#now if anyone would like to read approximately 200k more of my thoughts I will direct you to my ao3#also obligatory disclaimer that I don’t look in either of their tags and have about five (5) beloved mutuals whose opinions I trust about#either annie or finnick so I’m unsure about the relative popularity/unpopularity of these opinions#thg#annie cresta#finnick odair
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