#I don't have an ao3 account

[moa-broke-me]

Hey guys...

I published my first chapter for my Jasico Fairytale AU!

[aceduooooooooooooooooooooooooo]

I have actually never written any online only on paper in my room and in my head and its all final fantasy 7 aus

*you don't have to have posted any, just written some

[eternalstarlightmakeup]

a list of fanfic ideas I have...

Coco working on being impulsive 

All the girls experience moving to the atelier (a series of one shots) 

I thought this was longer... 

[hime-bee]

Homicipher has a tag on AO3 now, babes, started by this bitch here ✌

Mr. Scarletella is my first victim 😌

[kuuyooo]

Cannibal tommy was the best fucking thing to ever happen to me shout out to those fanfics where he had enough and ate dream in exile I love yall authors who wrote them🙏‼️‼️

[naswoop]

Brief interlude between isat fanarts to draw @dekupalace's In Stars and Time au because I am utterly obsessed <-(said while vibrating with excitement)

Lil bonus pencil sketch under the cut

[sparky-is-spiders]

Ok I do actually need to work on assignments, but here's a short little thing I wrote about aro Jon. Hopefully later I can come back to it and add a few more scenes and give it a good polish (it's a tad rough lol) but for now enjoy. Fic under the cut.

Warnings for: descriptions of burning (about on par with what happens in episode 67 in terms of severity (w/ Jack and Agnes))

“Oh are you working on- er, is that the statement with Agnes?”

Jon leveled a cold, flat stare at Martin. The kind which, in a better world, would be capable of wiping people from existence. Martin failed to dematerialize. Jon rubbed their forehead.

“Case #0071803, yes. What about it.” It should’ve been more of a question, really, but they just couldn’t be bothered with the inflection. They were too exhausted, and quite frankly Martin wasn’t worth the effort.

“Nothing! Nothing! Just…” Martin trailed off for a moment. Jon briefly entertained fantasies of him turning around and leaving. As per usual, Martin failed to meet expectations. “It seems sort of romantic, doesn’t it?”

What? “What?”

“Well… you know… I mean it was horrible, obviously. But… at the same time it was sort of- was sort of sweet? I mean, he must’ve really loved her.”

Jon took a brief moment to compose themselves, “Martin, that’s-” then another one, for good measure. “She-” The memory of scalding heat, of liquid flesh flowing between their teeth, a searing agony they had never experienced and yet knew intimately-

A deep breath. “Forgive me if I don’t see what’s so ‘romantic’ about receiving third degree burns just for a kiss.”

Martin looks hurt, maybe. Or somehow upset. And like maybe his hurt or upset or whatever else is somehow Jon’s fault.

“But… haven’t you ever-”

And wherever Martin was going with that particular line of inquiry, Jon didn’t need to hear it.

“No, I have not. Now if you are quite finished, I need to get back to work.”

They stared him down with as much ice as they could muster, and at least this time, it had the desired effect of encouraging Martin to remove himself from their office.

***

Somewhere in Jon’s flat, tucked away in some crevasse or fallen behind the sofa, there is a flag. On it, there is purple, fading to white, fading to green. A reckless purchase made upon the news of their promotion, when they thought it might just be them and Sasha and Tim, and perhaps it would be alright, if a few other people knew.

It had arrived in a small package on the first day of their new position, when Jon had learned that it would be Sasha and Tim and Martin. They had considered putting it there anyway, in the little clay pencil-holder shaped like a cat (apparently it had been Gertrude’s, and it was quite possibly the only useful thing she had left behind).

They thought about unknown eyes measuring it. Measuring them. They thought about questions, and unwanted comments, and all the opinions people liked to have about love and sex and abstention from either.

The flag never made it out of their flat.

[pastelaspirations]

Is your fanfic on ao3 or somewhere else?? I need to get to reading it lol

W e l l. U m. Okay. Like, I should have expected this. Especially with a certain TWO people going around, clamoring for people to read it. Am side-eying you, Moldiee and Anayz, h a r d-

So uh. Y e a h, it's on ao3. Linked here for your convenience. JUST. It's l o n g. It doesn't start out that way, it starts off short, but then just gets longer and l o n g e r and-

Let's just say you're going to be reading this for a while probably

[foodsies4me]

Me: I'm not starting any more Wips that aren't one-shots until I'm finished with the Cat fic and past the halfway mark in Apollo, Bridges, and AWG2. I have too many wips I haven't posted yet and need to start editing etc.

My friends: *drop celebrity au idea in my lap* *drop Malec fuck buddies idea in my lap* *drop canon-compliant sugar baby-ish Magnus idea in my lap* *drop another dragon Alec idea in my lap* *drop canon-compliant Ragnor didn't die but accidentally time traveled idea in my lap* *drop yet another AWG spinoff in my lap* *drop a whole spinoff for Crow in my lap*

To the people who know who they are, just know I loathe you. (jk you know I all love you) *cries in too many wips*

[grandpa-boyfriend]

My personal headcanon is that Morty would eventually use the word "grandpa" like "daddy" for Rick.

Like early on in the relationship, he he avoids the word all together just because it feels weird.

But then something slips some day, like Rick does something an old person would do and Morty just offhandedly makes a joke like, "Haha, looks like you're getting old, Grandpa!" And he tries to laugh it off as he elbows Rick but Rick is just, like, staring at him.

And Morty gets nervous because Rick is silent but when he looks over he's surprised to find a blush and a secretly-into-it-but-acting-annoyed scowl on Rick's face and then it clicks.

So Morty starts using the word "Grandpa" against Rick.

Rick gets pissed he messed something up on an adventure?

"I'm sorry, Grandpa."

Rick pisses Morty off and he wants his words to really sting?

"I don't want to talk to you right now, Grandpa."

Morty feels like teasing Rick during dinner with the family (who don't know anything in this scenario)?

"Pass the salt, Grandpa?"

When they're fucking and Morty wants to make Rick lose his mind even more and fuck him into oblivion?

"Harder, Grandpa."

When they're just cuddling in bed and he wants to flashbang Rick with with on onslaught of overwhelming emotions?

"I love you, Grandpa."

[moa-broke-me]

hey so I've decided on a title for my WIP, it's Ritual Sacrifice! And I'm trying to get Luke in there as a proper character, not just a cameo, so I'm thinking that, while Nico's living with Sally and Percy, he and Luke work at the same convenience store. What do you think?

this is the one I'm talking about by the way

[bakedbakermom]

they are all things (read on ao3)

post-ep for "all things" // T // 535 words tagging @today-in-fic @ao3feed-msr

Mulder stirs when Scully slips into bed beside him – a pleasant surprise, though not a wholly unexpected one. They’ve been slipping into each others’ beds for a little while now.

[recurringwriter]

It's the Third of October! Happy Marianas Trench Day to those who celebrate! I've posted my analysis of Haven and the Hero's Journey on Ao3 for ease of reading since it ended up at nearly 8k words.

I've been a fan of these guys since about 2015, and in that time the music has really become so important to me. I love story and plot, so I thought it would be cool to do a breakdown of how Haven fits with the structure it's themed around. Check it out if you're interested!

From Esoteric to Common Prose: Exploring the Narratives of Haven by Recurring

[morverenmaybewrites]

Apparently my fic broke containment a few years ago? It got talked about on Tiktok of all places?

And people were talking about how it hasn't updated?

[ejunkiet]

I- I may have picked up too many books. i've got a lot of books. sdhjfk

[meownotgood]

Hey, just so you know, the person who plagiarized your work hasn't actually deleted their ao3 but changed it to sugucidal. While looking through my one fic I know they commented on it showed up like that. Figured you'd want to know so you can still block them.

oh wow. the saga continues apparently because every single one of the fics this account has ever posted were stolen from me. like.... I'm not sure what could compel a person to do this....