#Do I need a ship tag? I always liked the idea of these two hooking up. Just never thought how they'd do it.

[apocalypta-secundus]

What a Night! (Continued from here!) || @revenant-threads || Hidan

The woman sure did deserve to be knocked off a bed sometimes. She'd hog it most of the time, even kicking people off of it. Bad habit to have when you want to be close to someone someday. Was settling down in the cards for her? Doubtful.

She would stir and groan a bit, hugging him tightly one last time before letting him go, "Last night was good, we should do that again…" Stretching her body a bit, she was letting him go free, for now.

Her legs still felt like limp noodles, so she wasn't moving anywhere soon. Someone with her strength needed one hell of a night to make her feel like she was unable to move.

[yakool-foolio]

okay hit me with your impeccable kaede ships opinion

You've got it, boss! Ranking Kaede's ships with all of the V3 students!

Kaede x Shuichi: 10/10; the protags should kiss I think. Their interactions in canon, however brief, are incredibly sweet and carry a ton of weight throughout the entire game. Ya can really tell how much they mattered to each other. I want them to have a happy ending so bad!

Kaede x Rantaro: 6/10; ah yes, the chapter 1 fellas. I never really got any romantic vibes from them personally, but I can see the potential. The bonus nail painting scene is super cute (with Tsumugi tagging along being comedy gold), and I can imagine their adventurous spirits melding well together!

Kaede x Ryoma: 4/10; Ryoma needs a light in his life, and I do think that Kaede would fit that bill. They feel like a different flavor of Saimatsu to me, but I do think her relationship with Shuichi would pan out a lot better in the end. Ryoma seems like the type who needs friends that have his back more than a love interest in my opinion.

Kaede x Kirumi: 8/10; the more I think about this pairing, the more I like it. Just imagine them playing the piano n cello together. May I win you over with the duet scene from Electric Dreams as their dynamic, perhaps?

Kaede x Angie: 3/10: I can see it, but it isn't really for me. I haven't seen much content of them together, but I could be swayed into liking the pairing more if I stumbled upon it more often. Ah well, that's the common tragedy of rare pairs.

Kaede x Tenko: 9/10; I'm a sworn Tenmiko shipper, but I can't deny these two are also really adorable. The duo that will slap the most sense into anyone that crosses them. Tenko soaks up all of Kaede's compliments n flirtations like a sponge, n Tenko will always be around to fiercely protect Kaede.

Kaede x Korekiyo: 1/10; not for me. I could be persuaded to be neutral on it, but for now it just isn't my cup of tea. They just don't have anything going for them that I can positively imagine. Don't get me wrong, I think Kiyo's interesting, but he would just not pair well with Kaede in my eyes.

Kaede x Miu: 6/10; I'm surprised at how much chemistry they have. In Miu's FTEs, Kaede genuinely wants to help her out with her communication issues, which is pretty sweet. If Kaede has the patience to help Miu, that's gotta count for something. Miu being a flustered mess is always a treat.

Kaede x Gonta: 6/10; definitely has potential to be a really cute pair. Given enough time, I think Kaede could come around to appreciating bugs as she spends more time with Gonta. I think she'd love orchid mantises especially.

Kaede x Kokichi: 5/10; never really gave this ship much thought, but it makes sense why people like it. It's standard protag x rival protocol, but with extra silliness. I imagine Kokochi would ask Kaede to compose a 'villain theme' for DICE, but he'd appreciate whatever she comes up with.

Kaede x Kaito: 7/10; the morale boosters! Their combined optimism and enthusiasm is highly contagious. You wouldn't wanna miss their exciting training sessions! Meshing music n astronomy together also just sounds awesome. And Kaede wearing Kaito's jacket is a very cute image I just conjured up.

Kaede x Maki: 10/10; Kaimaki but for lesbians! If Kaede survived longer, I really do think they would've eventually gotten along. I'll be at my happiest with Kaemaki n Saimota happening at the same time methinks.

Kaede x Himiko: 5/10; another ship with some good potential. They'd host the best performances together. They just wanna see everyone happy and I think that's cute.

Kaede x Keebo: 7/10; let Kaede teach Keebo music theory and help him improve his singing! I know she's not a singer herself, but I think her piano skills could assist him practicing matching notes with his voice. I think I'm just really hooked on the idea of Keebo singing Daisy Bell (the first song sung by a computer) with Kaede playing along, the idea makes me melt.

Kaede x Tsumugi: 9/10; may I interest you in some toxic yuri? In a world where Kaede survives to the end, their dynamic would pop tf off I think. Imagine this girl you've been crushing on is actually the mastermind trying to frame you for murder. Ouch. But you bet Tsumugi was also dealing with some feelings for Kaede by basically writing her to be so complimentary towards her. I can see through your lies Tsumugi you can't fool me.

[knight--error]

Another fic idea I'll never write, this one for OUAT:

In general, I think the post-Rumple Belle Quests would have been really fun if she hadn't been sent directly to jail, do not pass go, do not collect $200 after one (1) adventure. Specifically, I think it would have been so neat if she met Hook—but he didn't know who she is, and she didn't know who he's trying to kill.

You could throw them together in a variety of ways. Maybe she pulls gold from the royal coffers of her homeland and manages to buy passage on the Roger, maybe he raids the ship she's currently on, but then, surprise! A sea monster attacks both vessels, and she defeats it through cunningly-applied book smarts, as the Belle does.

In either case, they're both trying to deal with their emotionally-fraught pasts, which they talk about in suitably vague terms so neither realizes how their stories connect. Belle is just looking for an adventure, and pirates are very adventuresome (there's a lot of books about that) so, sure, she'll tag along, and maybe she can try to pull her new acquaintance Killian out of his revenge death spiral. (There's also a lot of books about those and they never go well.) (Also Belle is always willing to see the good in people, rather famously so, in fact.)

Killian has a long and storied history of teaming up with anyone who can possibly help him achieve his goals, and the man also went to Neverland with absolutely no plan on how to learn about his crocodile from there and essentially got the info he needed out of plot convenience chance, and Belle is actually good at research, so, sure, he's game to have her along. Worst comes to worst he ransoms her back to her dad for cash. Easy job.

From there, of course, they bond over Various Adventures. Belle&Hook friendship is such a cool idea and has so much potential, I love seeing it. Logistically it would be somewhat difficult to believably have them talking past each other this whole time (maybe Belle finds a different magical beastie that has a tie to a dagger and assumes he's going after that, willfully believing it instead of the alternative). In the end, however, there's no escaping the climactic mutual discovery.

You could go two ways from here. Either it becomes a full-out AU, as Hook's friendship with Belle and his unwillingness to hurt her or someone she loves begins his redemption arc way earlier; or he delves even more deeply into darkness and revenge, betraying his new friend (and possibly sending her to be locked up with Regina? That would be fun).

Personally, I like the second. It would make his later appearance in Storybrooke even more tense, and if he's still willing to go after Belle to hurt Rumple like in the show—then oof! I feel like any redemption arc is improved by giving the character more bad choices in their past. With Hook, I think it would be good to give him another tie to the light besides Emma and Neal. As it stands, it really just feels like he became good for a chance to date Emma, and that's... meh. The idea of Belle being willing to forgive him, even after everything he's done, and the force of that forgiveness and love essentially giving him permission to come back to the man he once was—that's really cool. Emma can still be a strong motivating factor, but I think both forces working in concert on him would be quite compelling.

So if anyone wants to write all that... uh, feel free? Free idea for you. No charge. Go nuts.

[snippychicke]

Legend of the Selkie and the Pirate --Part Four

So, this may be the finale? I mean, I may get random ideas and drabbles, but the main little story is over.

And, uh, it's a spicy finish.

Fandom: One Piece (LA mainly)

Rating: Explicit. NSFW. 18+, etc etc etc

Pairing: Buggy/Selkie!Reader

Warnings: Er, this is dirty filth but nothing too kinky or anything?

Summary: Even in a world of monsters, devil fruits, pirates, and fishmen, selkies were considered a myth. Especially in the East Blue where the waters were too warm for seals to live anyways. 

Except that myths were always seeded with truths, and stories always had a habit of coming to life. 

Tagging: @tfamidoingwithmylife; @yellowbbear ; @skullr0se; @chiyo-juice

Masterlist|Ao3

Prompt: Sensitive 

After teasing your ear with his teeth, Buggy's lips moved downwards, causing your breath to hitch. A shiver ran through your body as he kissed and sucked the tender flesh of your neck, lighting a fire deep in your gut. A soft noise--a cross between a groan and a whine-- escaped your lips, and you could feel his grin widen, one of his hands moving to cup your backside with a teasing squeeze. 

"I told you, I want you." He growled into your ear, a new rough quality to his voice exciting you. "You better say no now before I take all of you." 

Heavens, how were you supposed to think when every one of his touches made you feel like liquid fire? Or how your breath was stolen away so easily as his lips and tongue glided along your neck, his teeth nipping and teasing. 

"Why would I say no?" You whispered. You wanted this. You wanted him. Far too long he had been haunting your dreams with that smile, his chuckles, that light in his eyes. 

You were ready to find out if he could be as good as in your dreams.

Buggy growled against your clavicle, pulling you away to look at you with those piercing blue eyes that were darkened as he loomed over you. "Little lamb, don't tempt me." 

You reached up and cupped his cheek, feeling stubble beneath the fading paint on his face. It was easy to lose yourself in his eyes, the turbulent emotions portrayed in them as he leaned into your touch, his gaze just as hooked to you. 

Kissing Buggy was slightly awkward considering his nose, but enjoyable nonetheless as your lips met his. You had meant it to show acceptance, your willingness, yet it quickly grew into something more. Buggy quickly dominated the kiss, his hand cupping your face as his tongue claiming your mouth as his. 

You weren't even aware you were moving until your back bumped against a wall shortly before Buggy's body pressed against you, sandwiching you in between him and the wall.  

And well, you were lost to his touch, to his kisses. To the love bites he adorned your flesh with as he pushed away your fur, bearing your skin to the air. How his hands roamed, squeezing and kneading your breasts, thighs, and ass as well as everywhere in between. 

And the noises he made; the growls and low groans as you returned the favor of peppering his skin with your own kisses and bites while raking your nails across his chest and abdomen once you got his shirt open. It woke a hungry need that only grew stronger every time he praised you so tenderly with a hint of teasing. "Such a naughty little lamb. Look at you, such a blushing mess. Do you like that, darling?"

Fingers ghosted against the curls between your legs, making you whine his name. He groaned against your chest as he split your lower lips, his fingertips rubbing the sensitive flesh with such ease considering how wet you were. "I want to hear you scream my name. I want the whole ship to hear you. So everyone knows who you belong to. Who makes you feel so good." 

And as he entered you, two fingers stretching you full and deep, and quickly turning both your mind and body into nothing more but burning pleasure as he worked you hard and rough, he got his wish. 

~*~

Buggy was sure he was about to explode. 

Hearing all those pretty little noises as he explored the body he had been lusting after. And gods as you called his name, begging him for more, proclaiming to the whole ship who was making you feel so good. Who was fucking you with just his fingers but making you quiver and quake. 

He couldn’t wait until he was able to get his cock into you. To feel that tight heat around his member. You'd really scream then. 

"D-don't stop," You whined, those big eyes opening as he pulled his slickened fingers from you. "Please, Buggy. I'm so close. I need you." 

God he loved hearing that. He covered your neck and chest in kisses as his hands worked on the fastenings of his pants. "I promise you'll have me. Gonna fill you up so good darling, just give me a moment." 

As promised it wasn't long and he had his cock out and was rutting against the thick flesh of your thighs, slick with your own mess. "You ready, little lamb?" He murmured into your ear as you whined, hips jerking against his so needily. One hand came up to tangle in your hair and pull your head back, allowing him to enjoy the sight of your neck bared to him, already becoming discolored from his kisses. 

"Please Buggy," You begged him, only driving him more insane. "Please, please, please." 

And how could he deny you? Let alone himself? 

Driving into you was bliss, making him groan against your breasts as your cunt accepted him so readily --tight hot and wet. 

Praises fell from his lips as he moved, rambling about how good you felt around him. How much he needed you. How much he loved the sounds you made--each one louder and higher with each thrust. Your nails dug in his back, sure to leave marks that he was going to wear proudly because fuck, you wanted him. You needed him. 

No one else. 

Just him. 

"Come for me," He begged in your ear as he felt that knot pull tight in his loins. "I'm gonna come in you little lamb, and I want you to fucking come to. Can you do that for me?"

Your walls clenching as you screamed against his shoulder was enough. You were fucking milking him as he cummed, his hands gripping your hips tight against his. He didn't care if anyone else heard him groan in bliss. The rest of the crew knew who you belonged to anyways. (You had chosen him. Out of any of them, you chose him.) 

[recurring-polynya]

Request Time!

I am sure this is a categorically terrible idea, but I am too squirrel-brained to pick a writing project to work on, but also I'm tired of not writing and additionally, I am puffed up on my own hubris from hitting 1M words on AO3, so let's gooooooooo!

I am taking requests from now until I get tired of this! I promise I will write at least one thing! I do not promise when that will be!!

This is a fanfic event

I will do the ones that speak to me the most. It’s not first-come, first-served! If you have a good idea, send it in! It's fine to send in more than one!

I delete the requests that I don’t accept.

No theme this time! Anything goes!

Here are some tips:

I do have anon asks on, but if you log in, it means I can ask questions if I need to, plus it makes me feel like we’re friends when I get a name with the request.

Ideally my short fiction comes out between 1k and 2k, so we’re usually talking just a scene or two. I am notoriously bad at sticking to this.

You can see all my previous short fiction here. (Each yearly volume has a table of contents in the first chapter). Try not to request things that I’ve done before, unless it’s explicitly a continuation. Alternatively, you can check out some of my previous request tags like 500 Follower Drabble Weekend or What If Requests

You can request extra scenes from my existing fanfics.

The best requests are specific enough to be inspirational, but not so overconstrained that you’ve basically written the whole thing yourself. Specifying a set of characters is okay, but it’s better if you add a setting or a scenario or a mood. Think about what the description would be if you had to post it to ao3 yourself.

If you read my blog and/or my fanfic, you will probably get a good idea of which characters I love and the kinds of things that delight me and the things that do not. I primarily do these requests for the benefit of my regular readers, so if this process is biased towards them, that is by design.

Here's a list of stuff I am probably going to say no to. If you feel like you know me really well and have a killer idea that you think I'll love, go ahead and hit me with it, but otherwise, please don't.

Reader/x (this is a hard no, don't even ask)

Kidfic

Any ships that are captains/their lieutenants or Karakura Kids/shinigami. No Aizen ships period.

The only endgame romantic ship I will write for Renji or Rukia is Renruki. I might be open to some explorations during their separation years or like some weird AU thing that's Wrong on Purpose, but in both these cases, you're getting undercurrents of Renruki for free, whether you want them or not. The only Byakuya ship I will write is Byahisa. Friendships and other kinds of non-romantic relationships are always welcome!

Anything featuring Sternritter, aside from as villains. Actually, same goes for Nnoitra and Szayelaporro. Mayuri also on extremely thin ice, but I have a lot of Mayuri-loving pals on this site, so I might be convincible with the right prompt.

I am not explicitly ruling out NSFW, but you gotta give me a good hook, I’m only good at writing smut if it’s weird. The only smut I will write is Renruki. Also, my smut is always super consensual, no exceptions.

Send your requests to my Askbox!

Aug 24: Requests are now closed! Thanks everyone!

[alaskashigh]

If I wasn't so distracted by New York (I redid his face 7 times 😭😭), I would so rant about NY/CALI/NJ with you

Let me finish drawing him and I would send you a message in discord if you're okay with that!

are you joking Tumblr- WHY DID I MISS THIS???

this isn't late totally uh. you had to redo his face? 7 times?? damn- 😭. he does have a face that is so specific that if it's done wrong it doesn't look like him at all lol (that could just be me)

anyways, i'm always fine with getting messages on discord! i'm not active much on any messaging app, really, since I don't talk to many people- but I would gladly talk to you! (just ignore how late or fast my responses are. i'm a busy not busy person, 🥲)

I was going through my long list of fic wips (I have like, 100+ atp) and came to the realization that my NY/CA/NJ brain rot is in fact not something recent, but a months old ship i've had simmering in my brain. so that's cool lol (I really need to talk to someone about my memory problems-). I have so many headcanons and thoughts of them, and recently finally came up with a base of what I want their relationship to look like (basically their personality shit and how they piece together like a puzzle) since i've been running with a small amount of ideas on them for a while now. anyways, i'm rambling LMFAO. NY/CA/NJ is something I breathe, eat, sleep, and drink and I think I would physically combust if I didn't have the like, two-three fics of their ship on ao3 and my own little ideas.

the day I have someone to ramble about them is the day I will die peacefully lol

(below is my random NY/CA/NJ thing so I can tag this with the appropriate character tags and not make this a random post clogging up tags)

New York wasn't too fond of California in the beginning, and had a hate "relationship" type thing with New Jersey. The two of them (NY & NJ) would frequently hook up to let out frustration and anger, usually leaving before the other woke up and not speaking about what had happened the night before.

Well during this time New York started getting pulled towards California because of little things that he had started to notice. (The way he was not afraid to stand up for what he believed in, how he was such a hypocrite at times yet could be endearing in a weird way. Even started realizing that California was interested in having some sort of relationship with him after the countless times California had came up to him and "talked" ((New York wasn't really responding. Also that relationship is called friends, New York.)) to him about random things.) It really made him think about his relationships with New Jersey and now, California, and made things complicated in his mind.

New Jersey could tell that something was off about New York and even started trying to confront him about it (after learning about the "friendship" New York had with California now. he ignored the jealousy he felt when New York rambled about it for the first time ((also when they had started to actually talk more than they used to.))) He tried his best to give him some advice and help, but it's the Northeast and the relationship he has with New York is already confusing and messy, so he didn't do much. (New York thought his advice was helpful, although he'd never admit that.)

New York later started to come to find out that his platonic thoughts for the two weren't so platonic (dude you're literally hooking up with New Jersey- how in any way is that platonic??), which made life even harder for him. How the hell is he supposed to ignore his feelings when he has a (friends? enemies? he doesn't know anymore) with benefits with NJ and frequently hooking up with him, while practically spending all of his time with California? (you could say they're teetering on this weird line of best friends and acquaintances.)

anyways there's my two cents of my NY/CA/NJ lore that I have been meaning to write for so long now.

[elvensorceress]

wip Wednesday

my beloveds @rogerzsteven @swiftiediaz @spotsandsocks @monsterrae1 @shortsighted-owl @ajunerose @eddiediazisascorpio @kananjarus @prettyboybuckley​ 💕💕 all tagged me! 

tagging @ashavahishta​ @messyhairdiaz​ @ajunerose​ @dickley-buddie​ @the-likesofus​ @lostinabuddiehaze​ @bekkachaos @spaceprincessem @fatedbuck @swiftiebuckleys 😘💕

Here’s more of my holiday Hallmark Christmas fic (due out mid January - because we’re including New Year’s? Also it’s already over 50K 😭 idek) so have a nice long chunk because I like this scene 🫧

Eddie cups Buck’s cheek and watches the way Buck leans into the touch. “I’m going to make tea, let you get comfortable, and then I’ll come back. Do you want some, too?”

Buck smiles and nods. “Yeah. You’re going to get me hooked on hot tea every night before bed. I can already feel it starting.”

It’s only fair. Eddie already feels hooked on him. He lets Buck have privacy to undress and goes to fill up and start his kettle heating. When he returns with two steaming mugs, Buck is immersed chin-deep in the hot bath water. It smells faintly of lavender but also has thick, foamy bubbles floating on the surface of the cloudy water, and Buck tells him as he takes his mug, “I may have made my own mix. If you don’t have bubbles with a bath, are you even living?”

Eddie smiles and pulls out a stool that’s tucked under the cabinet so he can sit beside the tub. It’s been a long, long time since he’s used it — since Chris was little enough that he wanted to take baths and “go swimming” in the tub with bubbles and colored foam. Eddie would sit with him and play with rubber ducks and pirate ships and whatever else made him giggle. 

This, however, is entirely different. 

It’s hard not to think about how Buck is naked and not even a foot away from him. It’s even harder not to wonder about shedding everything and joining him. Or kissing him. His lips are so pink and must be raw and chapped from the cold like Eddie’s are. But they don’t look like it. Everything about Buck looks soft and sweet. 

There are little puffs of bubbles decorating the hair on his arms. Streams of steamy bathwater cling to his chest. His hair is wet and sticking up like he dunked himself and fluffed it around. It has clusters of bubbles, too. His cheeks are flushed and he holds the mug Eddie brought him in both hands. When he sips and tastes the tea Eddie chose for him, he closes his eyes first, but then gives Eddie a curious look. “This tastes like berries. Maybe blueberries? Is this a berry tea? I’ve never had berry tea. I love berries.”

Yeah, he definitely enjoys sleepy, adorable Buck.

 “I believe you mentioned that.” He gives him a smile in return and sips his own tea. The hot liquid floods his chest and usually Eddie needs that. Usually, he’s aching and cold without it. It’s still soothing, but he doesn’t quite ache so much tonight. His son is finally home and his Buck is here with him, and all Eddie has to worry about right now is how heavily his heart is beating. “It’s blueberry, lavender, wild berry. A mix of those. I thought you might like it.”

Buck drinks a little more and then sinks back into the steamy water and the bath cushion behind him. “It’s perfect. All of this. I don’t ever want to move. It feels so good. My leg was really hurting. Something about the angle of those plane seats is completely wrong for my stupid legs.”

Eddie starts to reach out for him. He could rub his leg or even hold his hand. Anything to offer him comfort. To be more connected. “You didn’t have to come with me.”  

“I wasn’t going to let you go alone. Plus, my whole job is supposed to be taking care of Chris. So. I’m very dedicated I’ll have you know. My kids are always the number one priority. I had to be there for him.”

Eddie did know. It was why he got attached to the idea of hiring Buck for Chris so quickly. He wouldn’t have it any other way. 

“And also for you,” Buck adds. “Someone needs to look out for you. Not in a bodyguard Athena way. In an everything way. You take care of everyone else and not yourself, and I worry. I want to take care of you, too. Since you keep looking out for me. No one looks out for me. Wow, I didn’t mean to take that to a pity party sort of way. I just mean. I’ve always been alone. By myself. Lone wolf. You know? Even though that whole term is bogus. Wolves are pack animals. They have families and communities. Maybe that’s where the idiom came from? Because wolves and people aren’t supposed to be all alone? Anyway, it was a long trip and I know planes have to be difficult for you. I had to be with you.”

Eddie chuckles a little and rests his elbow on the side of the tub and his head on his hand. “I have noticed that about you.” He’s also noticed the rambling way he talks when he gets tired. It’s different from the excited-about-everything rants he goes on or all the trivia he can spout when he wants to even when his random facts are mixed into everything. 

“I’m starting to think you’re right. It’s nice having a partner to do things with.” Buck drinks more of his tea and then sets it on the ledge behind him and shifts to his side so he’s stretched out, facing Eddie. “When did you get started on the tea thing? Or have you always liked it? What’s your favorite tea? Do you have one? Do you have it cold in the summer?”

No wonder Buck and Chris get along so well. Chris does this sometimes, too. Legions of semi-related questions but very attentive listening. Eddie sits up so he can brush slipping bubbles off Buck’s forehead. He smoothes a thumb over Buck’s eyebrow that’s gone wild and is sticking up much like his hair. And wonders if anyone’s ever kissed his pretty birthmark. 

“Yes, I drink it cold sometimes. I don’t know that I have a favorite? It depends on what I’m feeling like. But chamomile was one of the first ones I tried, and I love peppermint especially mixed with green tea. Chris gave me a chocolate chai for father’s day one year and a black tea with chilies and cinnamon that has a coffee sort of flavor to it, and I loved both of those. My sister, Adriana, gave me one a long time ago. A lavender rooibos that tasted like floral caramel. In a good way. If I had to pick just one as my favorite, it’d probably be that one.”

Buck catches his hand when Eddie starts to pull away. He weaves their fingers together and holds them under the surface of the hot water. “I don’t think I’ve ever tried anything but regular iced tea. And now this one you gave me.” He rests his head on the side of the tub, looking flushed and soggy and still adorable with the frosting of bubbles all over his exposed skin. “When did you start liking tea? What made you like it?” 

And here he thought Buck might have forgotten he’d asked that. He could make something up. Or talk about something else. But then it stays sad and secret, lost with everything else of his family. Eddie takes a deep breath. “My mother loved tea,” he swallows the lump that rises in his chest. He wants to talk about her. He wants to remember her. He wants to never forget how much he loved her. But there are tears that immediately flood his eyes. No matter what he does, it always happens. 

But Buck squeezes his hand and brings it up out of the water until he can kiss Eddie’s knuckles. 

When he lets go, Eddie cups the side of Buck’s face. His several days worth of stubble is tingly against Eddie’s palm, and Eddie wants to be closer. He wants to crack open and let him in. He doesn’t want to be alone and haunted anymore. “It started when I was discharged and came home from Afghanistan. There’d been a helicopter crash. A bad one. Everyone else… None of them made it. I was sure I wasn’t going to either. I was all sorts of fucked up. Mentally. Physically. I had three bad gunshot wounds and the doctors worried I had some kind of spinal trauma. I had cervical, vertebral fractures. And it meant I had to spend several weeks in bed. Doing nothing but lying there, literally losing my mind. And then there were a lot of months of recovery.” 

Buck doesn’t say anything but he nods and listens intently, still holding on to Eddie’s hand even when it slips from his face. 

“My mom would come see me. She’d visit with me and try to keep me from feeling too… well, I’m sure you can imagine how I felt. But every night, she’d make us tea and she’d sit beside me and it was something we always did together. Even after I was better. It started with the chamomile, to try and help me sleep, and it went on from there. She got me hooked. And then,” Eddie clears his throat and wipes at his face. It’s fine. He’s fine. It just hurts. It always does. “When it happened. When I lost her. I just… I wanted to keep her with me. It makes me think of her. So. That’s why. Tea every night.”

Buck wipes at his face, too, and then motions for Eddie to come closer until their foreheads are touching. His hand gently curves around the back of Eddie’s neck and keeps them tethered together. “I know I can’t replace what you lost. Nothing can make up for that. But you do have me now. Just like I have you. I’m here, I’ll be here as long as you want me to be.”

Eddie wants to believe that. God, does he want to believe that. He pulls away slightly, just enough so he can leave a kiss on Buck’s wet forehead. 

Buck makes a soft sighing noise like a happy, purring radiator. And Eddie can’t help wondering what he might sound like if Eddie kissed him on the mouth. 

Not if. When. What will he sound like when Eddie kisses him for real?

[marrow-and-bone]

Fic: you don’t know how you got here (you just know you want out)

I wrote a fic for the @dtqkbigbang! What better way to inaugurate this Tumblr, yeah?

Title: you don’t know how you got here (you just know you want out) Rating: M Words: 16K Fandom: DSMP Ships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity/Wilbur, Quackity/Karl/Sapnap

Summary:

Like every other severed employee of DSMP Inc, Alex exists as two different people, who share the same body but know nothing about each other. Every morning when he goes to work, Alex becomes Quackity, and until now he’s been content to leave his other life a mystery.

But then late one night in a diner parking lot, Alex is confronted by a strange older man with mutton chop sideburns and alcohol on his breath, whom Alex can’t remember having met before but who clearly recognizes him, who calls him “Quackity” and tells him they’ve been lied to. And less than five minutes later, that man is lying dead on the ground.

Notes:

Mind the tags!!!!! This is a weird one!! Q is not having a great time!

I'm also planning to expand on it, so if you enjoy what's been posted so far, definitely keep an eye out for more. :3

Preview:

Alex needs to stop doing this. 

He’s gonna get a formal reprimand if he keeps missing his clock-in window at work — it’s the one part of his job description he’s really responsible for, and warnings keep turning up in his locker, polite anonymous form letters printed on plain white paper. And probably the worst that would ever happen is a ding to his end-of-year bonus, but Alex isn’t gonna risk it. He needs this job – this job in particular, with all its peculiarities, with all the ways it keeps him sane. He needs to be standing in the office elevator no later than nine fifteen tomorrow morning. He should already be in bed right now. 

Instead, he’s alone in a booth at McPuffy’s at one in the morning, nursing a bad-idea coffee with a notebook open in front of him, pretending like maybe he’ll work on his music if he stares at the blank page a little bit longer. He’s primed for a singer-songwriter era right now, after all — if being dumped by one fiance is great material, then two should be a goldmine. And maybe it would be, if he ever let himself think deeply about where he’s ended up — about the cold bed he’ll go home to tonight, or the empty apartment he’ll wake up in, or the rings that sit wrapped in a handkerchief at the bottom of his nightstand drawer. If he sat with how any or all of that felt, maybe he’d be the musician his mama always believed he could be.

But that’s not the choice he’s made, is it? That’s not the road he decided to take.

Funny, how people will judge you if you get blackout drunk every night as a way to cope…but if it’s your job that swallows your days, that strangles the part of you that feels much of anything at all, that’s fine. That’s capitalism, baby. That’s the system working as it should.

Alex doesn’t need to ask his waitress for the check. He gets the same thing every damn time, and he tips the same way — an empty coffee cup and a few crumbs of toast left on his plate, a ten dollar bill pinned under the salt shaker. There’s only one other customer, and he doesn’t look up as Alex takes his coat down from its hook. No one looks at Alex at all as he leaves, and he tells himself that’s how he likes it. 

He’s alone because he wants to be. He chose this for himself.

The night air is a shock — cold in a way that makes all the muscles of his back seize up. He’s already got his keys in hand, tucked into his coat pocket as he walks between pools of streetlight. 

Later, Alex won’t really remember what he was thinking about — probably hoping his car will start, or wondering if he should stop at the all-night pharmacy to buy more melatonin. He’s on auto-pilot, after all, normal thoughts for a normal night, variations on a bone-deep familiar theme.

Alex won’t remember what he was thinking, but he’ll remember the exact moment his night went off the rails; the pivot on which his life would turn.

Someone coughs, wet and painful-sounding and loud as a gunshot in the silent parking lot. There’s a rasp of gravel and asphalt under a heavy shoe.

Alex stops and turns toward the sound, his body humming with fresh adrenaline. He’s small and tired and alone. He calculates how long it would take him to reach his car; he slots his keys between his fingers, makeshift spikes on a fist he hopes he will not have to use.

A figure steps out from behind a pickup truck, stumbling forward into the light. A man, easily twice Alex’s size and at least a head taller – even stooped and shambling like this – leans heavily on the truck as he shuffles closer. He’s coatless and hatless, dressed only in a rumpled suit and a stained white cotton shirt, a cardinal necktie hanging loose around his neck, his dark hair and mutton chop sideburns heavily salted with gray. Even from here — at least ten feet away — Alex can smell that he’s been drinking. He reeks of whiskey and vomit.

Alex’s grip tightens on his keys. His voice is too high — too obviously scared — as he asks, “Can I help you with something?”

The man’s sharp bark of laughter dissolves into more coughing, and he wheezes as he catches his breath. There’s a smirking chuckle in his voice as he says, in a rough-throated rasp, “Jesus Christ, Quackity…you took your fucking time in there, you little shit.”

[voxiferous]

Thank you to @mathclasswarfare for tagging me!

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (or however many you have) posted fics and see if there's a pattern!

“Good evening, Madame,” Caleb said, inclining his head politely to a woman in a feathered blue mask as she took two mini quiches from his tray of hors d’oeuvres. (Masquerade Heist / Critical Role)

“I hate this place,” Prompto said, his voice muffled in Noctis’s shirt front. (Window of the Soul / FFXV)

“Take the ship around to the cove. If I don’t come back in three days, assume I either drowned or I decided to stay here for a while,” Shion said, neatly folding his last shirt and tucking it on top of his pack, then closing the bag. (The Siren / No. 6)

“Ooh, and the walk-in closet is big enough to turn into a dark room if you want to. Dave, you could work on your vampire portrait portfolio at home!” Jade said, squeezing the steering wheel a little too hard with her colourfully-banded fingers. (Welcome to the Polycule / Homestuck)

Once-mighty tanks were stacked up in the streets of Omashu like so much rubbish, and children played there once more. (Four Slices / A:tLA)

“We need a miracle,” Ignis muttered. (See Through / FFXV)

Muffled explosions and loud cheering filled the air. (grab your things, I've come to take you home / Critical Role)

When Mollymauk died, he suddenly understood a lot of things. (The Moonweaver's Child / Critical Role)

Caleb shivered himself awake as the warmth of Nott’s small body suddenly left his arms. (RE-ROLL / Critical Role)

Caleb knows he’s smart, but he would need a major in psychology with double minors in tiefling and carnie to figure out why Mollymauk pays him as much attention as he does. (Why Do You Like Me? / Critical Role)

Woof, I am almost a one-trick pony, and I didn't expect that XD The Vox opening line formula is apparently:

["Dialogue hook", establishing information.]

To be fair, though, three of the first four fics were all written within the span of a month. I probably was out of ideas at the time.

I've always felt that my last lines are a lot better than my first lines. I am confident in my ability to close something well. Never felt particularly good at opening.

I don't know anyone writing a lot of fic at the moment (except Rev, but yours are secret...), but if you want to do this go ahead and tag me! :)

[murderoushagthesequel]

hey! i was interested in your regupete posts or whatever you called it. could you maybe give some more explanation? i havent heard of it before but it seems interesting.

omg ofc i'm always happy to talk about themmm- thanks for the ask! i am going to infodump though, so get ready for a long post lol

so basically regupete, known by many other names (my favorite being black plague), is the ship between regulus black and peter pettigrew. it seems kind of random and i did actually start shipping it as a crack ship but i just think they're so fun together.

i say they're canon because they were both death eaters of the same age at the same time with ties to the same people. obviously, peter was best friends with remus, james, and sirius, and regulus was sirius' brother. i just think it's so silly of them to be little plotting backstabbers together, yk? like they at least made out once in canon, that's just a fact. peter is just irresistible, even to the great regulus black!!!

can you imagine both of them being death eaters running around and torturing and killing people for funsies and being absolute menaces???

i also just think peter is a super shippable character which probably has something to do with the fact that he's rarely shipped with anybody and often pushed off as a character altogether. why not regulus with peter, honestly? they're both sarcastic and not quite enough for what people expected of them and silly little guys that i would like to keep in my pocket forever.

i especially started thinking about it when i looked back at one of my own pieces and realized how in awe of peter regulus was when he first met him and how much peter was showing off and i was like oh there's potential there.

so for my personal headcanons, regulus met peter and was like omigodhe'ssocool and peter is like really good with spells and really kind but also hella sarcastic and witty which reggie loves. not to mention he's gorgeous. regulus is peter's best friend's little nerd brother who's really secretly quite fit and effortlessly amazing at quidditch. i mean come on, everybody knows everybody had a crush on both of them why not each other, huh?? explain that!

don't get me wrong i still fucking adore jegulus, but i also really like regupete and given their canon potential i think they need more attention! in the case of jegulus, i personally think it's hilarious that regulus and peter hooked up once or twice and james was soooo upset and they never let him forget about it. it just. comes up in conversation all the time, and every time james doesn't let go of regulus for like 5 business days (that's part of the reason they do it).

that's my little two cents on regupete/lionrat/plack/black plague!! atp i might have to add a canon-compliant or canon-adjacent regupete story to my list of things i want to write *sigh.* i'm already coming up with ideas, goddammit

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK, ANON!!! this was really fun and honestly cheered me up so much to write! we all need to infodump every once in a while :D

tags for my regupete partners in crime :saluting_face: @canyouhearmyfear & @ringaroundtherosier

[twinkboimler]

20 Questions for Fic Writers!

Tagged by @m-b-w, thank you!

Questions are answered under the cut!

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

58 works

2) What's your total AO3 word count?

693,141 words

3) What fandoms do you write for?

Right now, only Star Trek; while my focus tends to be on TOS, AOS, and SNW, I'm open to writing for other trek series and will when the inspiration strikes! Previously, I've written a fair amount for MST3K and Anne with an E.

4) Top 5 fics by kudos?

Imagining Something Worthwhile - AWAE Oddly Unexpected, Oddly Charming - AWAE Hush - AWAE Heaven Help The Fool Who Falls In Love - AWAE An Endless Stream of Tomorrows - TOS

(lmao, can you tell I was writing AWAE fic as the show was airing? I think that was the only fandom I've written for while a fandom was at it's peak popularity)

5) Do you respond to comments?

Not always and I do feel bad about that. I try my best when the comment is especially sweet or lengthy, but I've got about 10 unread comments in my inbox right now that I haven't replied to because too much time has passed and it feels like it's too late

6) What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

with trembling hands, my SNW Spock/Pike fic that has a sad ending. Super happy with how angsty that fic ends tbh I really wanted to write a fic for Spock/Pike that tackled how Pike would end their relationship as the radiation stuff was quickly approaching

7) What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I've posted so many fluffy oneshots that it's kinda hard to choose. An Endless Stream of Tomorrows is definitely high on that list

8) Do you get hate on fics?

Not really. The closest I get in the trek fandom are comments correcting me on some lore in my fics. Which, sure, is sometimes nice and useful, but sometimes I don't really need a "um, actually--" on a 1000 word fluff fic

9) Do you write smut?

Yes, and I'm finally at the point where I really 1) enjoy writing smut and 2) think I'm getting good at it

10) Do you write crossovers?

I have one, and I so RARELY get to talk about it because it was written for me and like two friends. Night Shift is my crossover fic: it's Spike from BTVS X Gambit from X-Men (and apparently it has 21 kudos??? who are you people reading this crack ship???). Anyway, Gambit and Spike hook up and through a series of misunderstandings, they end up on a roadtrip/fleeing a murder scene together. Spike thinks Gambit is a demon, and Gambit has no idea Spike is a vampire. I'm realizing I haven't reread this fic since I posted it, which is WILD because this is such a self-indulgent fic, so I'm going to go read that now

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope, but people are free to do so! Just credit the original work :)

13) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yep! Between You and Me (AWAE) was such an interesting project to work on! There was a group of about 13 of us, and we all had a week to read the previous chapter and write our own chapters to continue the story. I'd love to do something like that again

14) What's your all-time favorite ship?

Spike/Buffy, but funnily enough, I don't have a strong drive to read fic for them. I'm satisfied with how the show handles their relationship arc and haven't really had to resort to reading fic because of that

15) What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

I don't post wips that I don't intend to finish. I've got a few wips in my docs that may never be finished of course, but on AO3 my only wip rn is Place Your Hand In Mine, my AOS academy-era mckirk fic, and I fully intend to finish that one; other fics (trektober, zines fics, etc) just got in the way

16) What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue and smut

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

Still trying to be a more concise writer; I'd love to be able to say more with less words

18) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

I haven't taken a language course in 5+ years. I think if I had to I could write some simple French dialogue, but not without doing a lot of studying to make sure I was saying what I meant

19) First fandom you wrote for?

On AO3, X-Men. IRL? when I was 12 the only person I knew who wrote fic was writing Youtuber fanfic, so I tried that out for a short stint before immediately shifting to Doctor Who

20) Favorite fic you've ever written?

what remains unsaid. I don't think it's my best fic, but it does hit all the beats for what I often look for in fic, so it's doing everything that I want in a story. What really draws me to some of the TOS Movies is how they deal with themes of parenthood and Jim never really fitting into the role of father and being very aware that he doesn't fit that role. I just really love that he's shown as having faults, like yeah, he wasn't a father to David and he knows that. This fic is in a 5+1 Things format exploring Jim's relationship (or lack of) to David. It's not a ship fic; it was just a chance for me to explore those themes and really dive into Jim's head.

TAGGING: @antspaul @ladywaffles @diabeticjedi @gunstreet @borbtrek and anyone else who would like to do it, feel free to say I tagged you!

[msfbgraves]

Tag Game

Got tagged by @amorphousgenderlesscryptid and @puella-peanut in two tag games with some overlapping questions, so I am sharing the two. Thank you and excuse the delay; the reasons I take very long to answer tag games is that I almost exclusively use Tumblr on mobile and that isn't ideal for things like this. But I enjoy them so I've started up the laptop!

First ever ship: I was so conventional when I first started shipping at thirteen or so. I took the ships that were given me and what fodder the magazines would give me to indulge them with. I never even considered alternatives, honestly, we had dial-up internet that was hella expensive to use, what was I going to do, read fanfic and explain the bill? Yeah, no. So my first ship was: Romeo & Juliet, from the Baz Luhrmann movie. "My only love sprung from my only hate", gah, in English I did not understand even with the subtitles, which I also didn't understand, it was deliciously complicated, which I had no idea would become something I am attracted to.

Last song: It's All Coming Back to Me Now, Celine Dion

Last film: Knives Out, to better appreciate the Glass Onion on my dash. Good film that took an hour to get interesting to me, so if not for Tumblr, I would have stopped. That one's on you.

Currently watching: I'd watch Slow Horses series 2, if getting a better vpn to pirate with wasn't still on my to do list.

Currently consuming: Tea, I think it is ceylon?

Currently craving: I just ate, so not food, though, very deep, direction in my life.

Currently reading: A backlog of so many Saturday editions of De Volkskrant newspaper. You do learn new things, although why people need a 5 page article to come to the conclusion that young people without prospects, going to underfunded schools, living in bad houses and getting discriminated every time they are trying to get out of these conditions are gasp more prone to radicalisation and the violence that comes with it is, I mean - sometimes I really feel that people are emotional morons. How is this possibly news. Everyone who cares even a little must sense this, if they haven't yet had it confirmed? The Science page is cool though, if hard for me to get through, I understand so little of it. Also the book tips.

3 ships

Cherik

Underrated little thing I love about sweet Cherik: they're so European! I can lampoon all my German and British relatives through them, indulge writing a little German that is critically not about Germany (because I do not live there, actually). Why are there no Dutch mutants, though. Really why. I need to write somebody from either the Holland region who feels right at home with the supposedly rude New Yorkers or someone from Twente who is critically out of their depth in America and curls up with Kurt to watch football although Kurt is German and that has some trauma attached but at least they know at what time you are supposed to serve coffee, and not that Starbucks stuff. (Which is not to say many people from Twente would not love city life. Yet, people who stay to make a life in Twente often do so because metropolitan life is the antithesis of what they value and enjoy).

Silverusso

I started 2022 with the words "Hold up, new fucked up ship just dropped!" It has been a ride, and it introduced me to the potentially even more fucked up - though I do hope for everyone involved never actually realised! - 'ship' that is Cuba and his Teddy Bear. But oh, Terry. I am just so incredibly in awe of how he came to Cobra Kai and made everything about it fit him. If you know how much of the OG cast struggles with the writers' takes on the material, and not only did Thomas make the evolution of Terry from TKK3 to Cobra Kai seamless, Silverusso gives Cobra Kai, and especially Daniel in Cobra Kai, the hook to even make sense: Daniel/Amanda, Daniel's visceral reaction to Cobra Kai, Daniel's darker side (always on display), and of course Ralph has played that since the beginning but you need a knowledge of Terry to completely see what they have been building up to. And then of course the rapport between the Cobra Husbands, giving Marty a new angle as Kreese. Thank you, thank you Sir!

Gradence

Can be this:

Or this:

Even murkier than Silverusso when I want darkness and messed up dynamics, but gives you licence to go adorable with them without the danger of oocness because you have complete freedom to decide who the character of Percival Graves actually is. The only one we spend time with in the movie, after all, is his impersonator. Also, no new canon to mess things up anymore, which is great for me as I lack the ability to ignore canon. It always has to come back into my fic some way, which is very bothersome when, again, the canon writers do not actually care about anything but status and money.

[apircteslife]

AJ:  First and foremost, I guess the most important thing would be a brief introduction, The penname is AJ (she/her), 30+ and from the sunny country of Wales, United Kingdom (GMT time zone).  I work late hours [3pm - 10:30pm] so mainly active over the weekends.

One:  Main point of this page! This is a MULTI-MUSE blog that surrounds the perfect universe of One Piece! A few of my boys are from other universes with their primary verses being One Piece; they will also always be tagged specifically.

Two:  I'm semi-selective, to a degree for my own mental health (which is sometimes bad). If your blog does not trim its posts, have RULES of its own, and at least a basic description of the muse, then I will most likely not interact. This blog is also 18+ due to possible dark themes and sometimes sexual content [Which will always be under read more]

Three:  Please NEVER GODMOD unless you have my permission. Godmod INCLUDES choosing which direction my muse will take to follow your own wants and ideas, choosing how my character reacts, and ignoring what I've written to choose your own direction. This will cause an INSTANT unfollow because it will mean you haven't read my rules.

Four:  I will forever apologize for this but I am sometimes useless with triggers. This is not because I don't feel like tagging them, but because I sometimes don't REALIZE that I need to tag them. : Also, please tag your darker threads with me, not only does it protect my own followers from triggering, but it can aid in my own memory to tag them.

Five:  While I am [currently] a canon blog, I will always interact with OC's. However! There are conditions for these interactions, the OC MUST have a thought out muse page, something that can help myself and my muses gain chemistry with said muses.

Six:  If a meme is sent through to me, please add the muse that you wish to interact with, and your own choice of muse if you're a multi-muse. IF YOU DO NOT, the meme will be deleted unless it has specifically been plotted for. Please message me if I forget to send a muse through to you for a meme, unless it's been plotted beforehand or you have a choice of muse you want.

Seven:  SHIPPING! I am ALWAYS open to shipping! Gender is not something my boys are bothered by. BUT PLEASE do not force ships, if this occurs, I will stop responding almost immediately. There is ONE muse that will not be open to shipping and that is Harry Hook due to him having a private ship.

[seathered]

rules.  ༄

introduction.

hi! i'm aurora (twenty three, she/her pronouns) and this is a heavily headcannon based interpretation of cj hook from disney's descendants. i've been writing cj for more than three years now, and her portrayal and world has become highly collaborative with some of the others in the descendants rpc, which features a much more adult interpretation of the movies, books, and miniseries. the isle of the lost is a dangerous place of extreme poverty and risk, and cj and her family lived their for the majority of their lives. this will always be featured in her portrayal. if you are uncomfortable with that, this is not the blog for you. unless said otherwise, all graphics on this blog are created by me. cj appeared in canon very minimally and inconsistently, which is why so much of her portrayal is my personal headcannons and creation.

content warnings.

this blog will have adult themes. trauma, violence, substance abuse, and abuse are all heavily featured in cj's biography and what she has endured has greatly contributed to her present state. please take care of yourself! no smut will occur on the dash as i'm just not comfortable writing it publicly. i think plotting nsfw headcannons between two consenting adult muses can be a great way to discuss dynamics, but i have a lot of anxiety about writing out smut in detail so i really only ever do it privately. i tag my triggers as trigger /. always feel free to let me know if you need something tagged.

activity + interaction.

my activity with this blog regarding actual in character content tends to fluctuate, but i am almost always available via tumblr ims or discord, and in general just lurking on the dash. somedays i can pump out 10 things a day, somedays i have a queue, but i can also go weeks without anything but shitposting.these days, i'm definitely more plotting based as i just don't have as much time or energy to write anymore and it's much easier for me to write with a plot, dynamic, or idea in mind. this isn't necessarily an issue, and i absolutely have fun winging things, but i do want to preface it here considering how low my writing content has been lately.all in character memes that i answer are always available to turn into threads, and none of the memes i have on my blog have an expiration date. i am so excited to write with you, i want to write with you always even when i'm a little bit slow to responding ic / ooc.i don’t believe in reblog karma, if we are mutuals, feel free to reblog a meme or anything else that is not stated otherwise. personals please do not reblog my edits or my promos, but mutuals are always welcome to!

shipping.

i love shipping romantically, however, cj has proved to be a muse that i find difficulty shipping with due to how hard she fights affection in the long run, and her unhealthy and avoidant relationship tendencies. (of course, that doesn't mean i am not willing to try! we can wing things via memes or plot) platonic and familial connections are huge for her. she's also a known shit stirrer and takes most every conflict to violence, which means antagonistic dynamics are sure to be had.

dni.

i ask that homophobic, racist, xenophobic, transphobic, pro-incest, islamophobic and/or blue lives matter muns do not interact with me, you will be blocked. also, i will not interact with any cop muses as long as it is clear to me that you are looking at this profession through a critical gaze, i am comfortable with following, hp singles (i will be very selective with multis that feature these characters or muses that have a verse and most likely will avoid that verse or specific muse), historical/rpf muses, whitewashed characters, or any muse that follows the dni mun criteria.

[karkaday]

Thank you for tagging me! (I'm @bearywarm but I'm using my fandom account)

1. How did you get into reading/writing/drawing femslash?

For a couple of months in early 2020 I was like 10k miles and 8 timezones away from home in a kinda isolated place and a handful of hours of free time a day. I was very bored and on my Instagram explore page i came across some accounts making up fake social medias aus for characters from BNHA

Some of them paired Momo with Jirou mostly as a way to "make space" for the main M/M pairings. Frustrated I went like "there must be some better way to enjoy something like this" and that's when I started reading fanfics on ao3

2. What are your favorite femslash ships?

Momo/Jirou will always have a place in my heart but Fuyumi/Miruko has quickly become one of my favorites

3. Which F/F rarepair(s) do you wish got more love and why?

Most F/F are basically rarepairs and i want all of them to receive more attention but I would love to read more Inko/Midnight and Inko/Rei as a way to explore the various interpretations of Inko

4. What is your favorite thing about drawing/writing femslash?

Femslash allows a much better exploration of female characters while giving them their own agency and complexity without reducing them to one-dimemsional characters

(basically it boils down to the fact that generally speaking female characters are much better written in F/F fics)

5. What is your greatest challenge when drawing/writing femslash?

I'm a very slow writer (maybe because English isn't my first language) so my biggest challenge is finding the time/mental space to sit down and write. I also had lots of real life stuff to get through before i could really write.

A more fandom related challenge is that I'm disappointed about how some of the themes in the ending of bnha were handled. It made the whole manga less enjoyable as a whole. It also coincide with stuff IRL and i couldn't manage to write much. Hopefully I'll soon get back into the groove

Another big challenge both in bnha and one piece (my main fandoms) is the lack of meaningful canon interactions between female characters

6. Do you prefer reading/writing femslash one-shots or longfics?

I usually prefer longfics but there are lots of good one-shots

7. What is your favorite/most underrated F/F fic you have written or F/F thing you've drawn?

I mostly write for the fun of it so i dont really care about numbers. I'm genuinely surprised people read my stories at all!

My least read fic is a short one-shot with a f/f pairing so rare that no other fics have it as a tag on ao3

A fic that i enjoyed writing was Dancing Bears Painted Wings, a momo/jirou fic with the classic amnesia trope. Stats-wise is in the middle for my fics which is quite good for a two-shot!

8. What sort of background pairings do you like to see in fics with F/F as a main pairing?

Generally speaking I don't care about the type of background pairings as long as the f/f ship is the main one but i have a couple of ships that i tend to avoid

9. What are your favorite tropes in F/F fics?

Love me some mutual pinning and getting together but also some classic temporary amnesia or soulmates aus

10. What tone or vibes do you prefer in femslash fics? Crack? Angst? Fluff? A bit of everything?

I'm a big Fluff and Action enjoyer but i like longfics so some angst is often needed to create tension

11. Are there any specific fics or other forms of media that inspired you to write/draw for a specific ship?

Mild-Mannered School Teacher/Adrenaline-Junkie Vigilante by JajaLala got me completely hooked on Fuyumi/Miruko when i first read it and it became one of my favorite pairings ever!

12. Are there any specific F/F WIPs you are working on or ideas you’ve cooked up that you’re especially excited about?

At the moment I'm re-reading one of my old fics because i want to continue that series

13. Any fic recs?

Mild-Mannered School Teacher/Adrenaline-Junkie Vigilante by JajaLala is still one of my favorites (bnha, teen, 136k). Vigilante!Fuyumi. Fuyumi/Miruko with a focus on fuyumi and the todoroki family.

fs in the chat and other forms of emotional support by crossroadswrite (bnha, mature, 4k). Momo/Jirou. Crack. Fun Chatfic with a lot of sexual humor

I know there are others if like to recommend but right now i can't find them, sorry

Not tagging anyone but if you read this and you want to do it, consider yourself tagged

femslash writer/artist interview

I’m trying to get back into interviewer mode for one of my jobs and classes, so I decided to make a (hopefully) fun little game. Feel free to reblog, tag ppl and answer as few or as many of the questions as u want. And feel free to tailor the questions to make them more applicable to u

How did you get into reading/writing/drawing femslash?

What are your favorite femslash ships?

Which F/F rarepair(s) do you wish got more love and why?

What is your favorite thing about drawing/writing femslash?

What is your greatest challenge when drawing/writing femslash?

Do you prefer reading/writing femslash one-shots or longfics?

What is your favorite/most underrated F/F fic you have written or F/F thing you've drawn?

What sort of background pairings do you like to see in fics with F/F as a main pairing?

What are your favorite tropes in F/F fics?

What tone or vibes do you prefer in femslash fics? Crack? Angst? Fluff? A bit of everything?

Are there any specific fics or other forms of media that inspired you to write/draw for a specific ship?

Are there any specific F/F WIPs you are working on or ideas you’ve cooked up that you’re especially excited about?

Any fic recs?

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Today’s birthday shout-out goes to @lumosatnight, featuring a nameplate and a rec list! I am so glad I’ve gotten to know Lani this year, since they are doing so much for fandom right now. We started talking through the rare pairs server, and we were also trying to figure out all things Discord server-related (because technology, building things and maintaining things are hard tasks). Lani is full of passion about the things they love, and they are very determined to learn and get things done. They are also an amazing writer! Their humour and dialogue between characters are so fun to read. While each ship Lani writes for has such a different dynamic, you can still see their style in between those words. Not only does Lani write Drarry, but they also advocate for rare pairs and wlw! Speaking of wlw, Lani’s energy for our favourite wlw couples is so infectious that they created and currently mod the @hpsaffics server! I’m so glad this community exists now because it’s definitely what fandom needs so we can talk about all the ladies we love. If it wasn’t obvious, Lani is always full of brilliant ideas. It’s because of Lani that @microficmay became a thing. This challenge was my first time interacting and writing with microfics to begin with. It was a pleasure to be a co-mod and to see this challenge flourish overnight (literally)! I have Lani to thank for sharing their love of flash writing, and getting me hooked on writing microfics too. I’m glad so many others also participated in the challenge to share that love too. If Lani wasn’t doing enough organising and modding already, they also co-mod for @hp-soulmates​ , which is currently open for claiming until July 15th. Definitely a fest to check out and follow! In general, Lani is such a kind soul. They’re great to talk and collab with, and they’re very caring. When I was going through a rough patch last month, Lani reached out to me and made me feel seen (because we’re all human, and we need to be reminded that life isn’t complete shite). I love that they try to see the positive perspectives for everything, because that’s definitely what we need more of nowadays. If you’re looking for new recs, here are my favourite Lani fics to check out: >> What is this, fucking Jeopardy? (Drarry, E, 20.5k) Summary: Draco is struck by a wayward curse of unknown origin and keeps trying to get Curse-Breaker Potter to help him. It’s rather frustrating that he seems to be so busy… and that Draco can only speak to him in questions. Draco’s at his wit’s end trying to get oblivious Potter to realise why he’s bothering him, and Harry won’t stop making obscure Muggle references. Like the last time, when he just stared at Draco before yelling “What is this, fucking Jeopardy?!” before walking away. OMG! This has been on my TBR for a while, and I am so glad I was able to finally read this. If you want some humour, terrible flirting and awkwardness and banter, this fic has you covered. The Ministry acronyms are hilarious, Draco asks a lot of questions, Harry is clueless as hell, and gods Harry and Draco are classic idiots in love. I’m glad they finally figure things out. They’re both so precious in their own way. Bless these two. XD >> White, the colour of flowers (Drarry, M, 3.2k, mind the tags) Summary: The first ending of our story goes like this. Draco is anxious, overwhelmed, and scared of his own shadow. He does not tell anyone about the flowers. The flowers tearing his lungs to shreds, the vines climbing up his throat, the heart that beats wildly in his chest whenever a certain Gryffindor sneers at him in the halls. Draco tells no one, and that is his first mistake.  I’m a huge sucker for Hanahaki fics, and I love this fic because of how poetic it is (and it happens this was gifted to me). The narrative flows as smooth as water, and there are a few ways things could have gone for Harry and Draco (think of it as a choose your own adventure format). There’s just the right amount of hurt and angst, but things look hopeful for the future. >> Scalene (Luna/Pansy/Ginny, M, 11.8k) Summary: Harry has a house; Pansy needs a place to stay. It’s a match made in burning hell that only gets hotter when Pansy encounters her new roommates: the strangely intelligent Luna Lovegood and the intriguingly provocative Ginny Weasley. And that’s only the beginning! Throw in a giant snow leopard, yoga in the hallway, and an electric guitar. Welcome to Grimmauld Place! This fic is so fun! I love the utter chaos of Grimmauld Place, the little details of what people are up to, how they’ve changed, and how they all end up becoming one big family in a way. And the dynamic Ginny and Luna have with Pansy is exactly how I imagined. Slowly, ever so slowly, Pansy lets her fears go and gives into what (or who) she wants. Ginny is fiery, Luna is intuitive, and Pansy is a brat who eventually grows up, gets her crap together and lets the pieces of her life finally fall into place. >> Your Cigarette Smell (Sirius/Narcissa, E, 9.7k, Blackcest- mind the tags) Summary: It’s easy, she thinks. Falling into each other while their family falls apart. Lips connecting while other connections fizzle away. Losing themselves to pleasure while the rest of the world grows lost to war. Bodies sliding together as months slide by. Wow, okay. I will occasionally dip my toes into the ship, and I’m always surprised by how well it works for Sirius and Narcissa to love and hate everything and each other at the same time. Add in Pureblood values and expectations, and things gets complicated fast (which obviously makes this a good angsty read). I love how this fic is non-linear too because everything about their relationship is revealed over time. What they currently have isn’t what they want, and what they want is what they can’t have. And the way this is perfectly slotted into the canon timeline...yes. Make sure to read more of Lani’s work, and don’t forget to pass on the love for their great contributions to fandom. Lani, thanks for being an awesome human, and I hope you have a lovely day!