#Fic stuff

[stinglesswasp]

Happy anniversary to my fic, Seasons 🧡

Can't believe it's been a year already. Still very fond of this fic and grateful to all who took the time to read it. Really glad I got to share it with the world, here's to many more years of GhostSoap <3

[bonesbuckleup]

"How many fics are in your ao3 history" this and "what's your most read fic" that. Listen. Listen to me. I don't go into my ao3 history. Whatever is there is between the archive and god and it is quite frankly none of my business what past me decided to open.

[reineydraws12]

Everyone is drawing Leo’s mental breakdown so I wanted to draw him lovin’ on Banana.

Poor guy is traumatized but it’s okay cause puppies heal everything, right? Right?

For @remedyturtles firefight au

[missmisnomer]

time keeps moving on

whether you want it to or not

@remedyturtles absolutely killing it with the latest chapters of their firefight fic. The last third of ch.37 was so fuckin eerie and tense and visually rich that I couldn't NOT make some art inspired by it. I've been hankering to draw something more experimental and dark lately, and this really scratched that itch!

Thanks for The Horrors™, Rem!

[luckylolabug]

I've been trying to figure out good final designs for the Hooked Up fic since they're all losers working at a museum so heres the first half???? (Krav gets two because yknow. Reaper shit)

[urproblematicfav-arsonk]

Part of my Alastor hc is that he's partially mechanical. He's actually arguably more of a robot then Vox is, because Vox is mostly a hard shell but with almost completely organic insides, excluding a few specific parts or bits he amputated and modded himself.

Alastor on the other hand has a fleshy, deer exterior but his insides are mostly made of copper. In place of false vocal cords and an Adam's apple, he has a tiny voicebox in his throat that makes the staticy noises, and subsequently can break if you squeeze it too hard. He has organs, but they're either covered in a thin layer of copper coating, completely rotten, or just straight up radio parts. Most of his meat and musculature is rotten and black with sepsis, his blood is almost always coagulated and super gross. Excluding his heart which is the only normal and humanly functional part of him. The parts of his veins that aren't trying to pump 100+ year old dead blood, are just straight up copper wiring. His antlers are actually his radio antenna and are directly tied into his ears and how he processes sound. If he rips out his antlers, or it they fall out he's basically half deaf.

Anyway,

Point is, no one tell Angel that Alastor's made of copper. He'll try to strip him for meth money

[remedyturtles]

i described the plot of firefight to my best friend and they sent me this. thanks buddy.

[duchesschameleon]

surprise

pairing: oscar piastri/gn!reader

summary: You’re exhausted from exams and papers, the stress of your assignments weighing down on you and making you crave the presence of your boyfriend more than usual. You just wish you could hug him.

rating: general

a/n: for Lee, @scuderiahoney I tried to send this as an ask but tumblr at it and now here we are, rewritten this three times and it grew. I hope you like it and your days are looking up!

You get why Oscar moved to Monaco and have definitely benefited from it already. But weeks like this, where he isn’t needed at the MTC and is staying in Monaco for the better weather and to help meet his residency requirement, are hard.

You’re exhausted from exams and papers, the stress of your assignments weighing down on you and making you crave the presence of your boyfriend more than usual. You just wish you could hug him.

A sigh escapes your lips as you drop your head to your desk, eyes flitting up to the calendar hanging on your wall. You focus in on the date circled for next week, “osc❤️” written on it. There’s too many days separating you from it right now, but you hold onto the hope that you will see him soon and things will get better.

You shut your eyes as another sigh escapes you. Five minutes, you think to yourself, five minutes and then back to work.

Not even two minutes into your quasi-meditation, a knock on your door startles you into an upright position. Frowning, you grab your phone and tap the screen, seeing if anyone texted you they were coming over. It’s blank. Your brow furrows further, thinking back to if you ordered any takeaway even though you know you haven’t.

Whoever’s outside knocks again and you stand up, cautiously moving towards the door. Logically, you know anyone interested in robbing you wouldn’t knock but you run through self-defense maneuvers anyway as you open the door.

All thoughts fly out of your head as you try to process what you’re seeing. Oscar. Here. At your flat. Not in Monaco. Holding…flowers?

You turn your head to side, mouth opening and closing as you try to speak. Oscar is here. Not in Monaco. Here.

“Wh-what are you doing here?”

“Saw your schedule on the shared calendar. Knew you weren’t texting much. Figured it was a lot all at once and you might be stressed so. Figured I’d surprise you.”

Your face crumples, tears filling your eyes as you launch yourself at him.

“Hey, hey, it’s alright,” he says as he winds his arms around you. “I’ve got you, I’m here.”

“Thank you for being here,” you whisper, tucking your face into his neck. “I really needed this.”

You feel his smile from where he’s pressed his lips against your temple. He squeezes you before pulling back, ducking his head to meet your eyes. “Glad I could deliver on the surprise then. Why don’t we go inside and cuddle, and then tackle your assignments, yeah?” he says and you nod. “I am at your service as a study buddy and stress reliever.”

You let out a laugh and smile up at him, leaning in to give him a kiss. “Best surprise ever.”

[ants-personal]

another entity fighting the boys and it uses its power its like thin sharp iron wires to try and stop edwin from helping charles shooting a wire at him and just slicing his arm off in a quick clean motion... and edwin doesnt even flinch infact he doesnt even seem to notice the entity staring in horror as edwin makes it to charles and offering his other hand to pull him up and only then after charles points it out tjay edwin looks down to see the singed smokey stump and he only looks slightly annoyed the entity standing there now frightened of what he thought was only a schoolboy ghost and when they both look back at it all it can do is scamper off

[yea-baiyi]

trying to write fengqing from either POV is funny bc mu qing will not, under torture, admit that he finds feng xin hot. feng xin readily finds mu qing attractive he just doesn’t see why that matters in the grand scheme of anything in his epic beef with this guy. or whatever they have going on in their relationship at any given point. they are simultaneously a hairs breadth away from fucking and yet fully capable of perpetuating an eternity of bitchlessness. ridiculous. i’m gonna make them cry.

[starsinthesky5]

see this? keep this joe, this sweaty gym joe in mind for the next part of nothings gonna hurt you baby 🗣️

he’s so fucking hot im gone

[stinglesswasp]

Opening scene of my fic, Seasons ❄

Action, banter, and tactical cuddling… a GhostSoap trifecta if you ask me 💥

[urproblematicfav-ao3]

I really wanna write a fic where Alastor gets extremely drunk and is sad lamenting his lost romance with Vox, so he decides to do a full PowerPoint presentation on why Vox gives him the ick now and why he should go back to the box tv head so Alastor can want to fuck him again.

Alastor: So yeah, thats my super reasonable explanation for why I think you should downgrade. It really hurts me that I don't want to ride your face anymore, and I think we'd both benefit from that coming back.

Vox, fully having a mental breakdown because he has never once thought Al even liked him, let alone desperately wanted to fuck his face: No yea, this makes a lot of sense. I don't have any box TVs anymore, though?

Alastor: Thats fine, I got one of your old ones at home.

Vox: omg, did you keep a part of me from back then for sentimentality?

Alastor: What?

Vox: I knew you cared-

Alastor: What? No? It's my sex toy and you left it so I wasn't gonna go find a new one.

Vox: Oh.

[gingersnapwolves]

love it when I get a long, detailed rant about characterization choices on a fanfic I wrote in 2014, which was *checks notes* a decade ago. like, even if you're right about everything, what do you expect me to do about it now???

[cjlouwho]

I don’t know if there’s rules to mpreg or if we can just make shit up but im rawdogging this (just like tommy and buck did to end up here)

[hangmanbradshaw]

Need to finish my WIPs but the discord is genius today and now I’m stuck on boxer!bradley and ballerina!jake in a gritty underground vs prim and proper uptight studio setting while Jake helps Bradley loosen up from injury (it developed into a plot so fast)