#I swear the next chapter will be happy!

[crippling-pages]

*cries* olly, they could never make me hate you

[moonilit]

“Tell me about Kanver,”

Self-Immolation By @itsjustliah, chapter 14

[teamleo1029]

I feel like the Calypso and Leo ship deserves more attention. Just reread those four chapters, it's ADORABLE.

She immediatly hates him, so the raft doesn't come. As they warm up, he says he'll come back for her, no matter the cost. The raft comes to shore because no one's ever tried to come back for her in all her life. I mean COME ON that's just beautiful.

[chdarling]

errrghhhnnnnnnhhhhfhhfffff

[sophiethewitch1]

chapter 8 is done!!! wooo fireworks yeahhh!!! god that took so long someone kill me. anyways gonna edit it and then we're good to go gang :)

[bbcphile]

WIP Wednesday: Part 3

As promised, here's the opening of Di Feisheng's section of Chapter 1 of the AU where Li Lianhua's shiniang tried and failed to sacrifice herself to save him. (To catch up, read part 1 (LLH) and part 2 (FDB) here).

And, uh, sorry about the cliffhanger?

Tw/cw: suicide attempt, medical emergency

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Di Feisheng dropped to his knees behind Xiangyi, catching him against his chest rather than the ground as he fell. He snatched Xiangyi’s wrist–veins bulging and black, damn it–and felt for a pulse. Faint. Erratic. Still poisoned by Bicha. Completely emptied of Yangzhouman. Where the fuck was the Beifeng Baiyang he’d given him? Why couldn’t he feel it? How the–

“–Lao Di,” Fang Duobing wailed, “he was walking toward the water! He–”

“–Shut up,” he snapped, sending a wisp of his own qi through Xiangyi’s meridians. Or what was left of them. He bit back a growl. They were too damaged for his qi to travel with the sort of speed he needed to evaluate this. He didn’t have time to do full triage, not while Xiangyi’s pulse was getting fainter by the second. He’d start with the heart meridian then; that would be the best way to stabilize–

–why the fuck was his heart meridian shredded? Who had dared to–

–no, damn it, he had to focus. There would be time to rage later.

He had to repair it. But Xiangyi didn’t have the Yangzhouman for it, and the remnants Xiangyi had given him wouldn’t be enough. Could the brat–

“–Get out of the way,” Fang Duobing sobbed, shoving him and thrusting two shaking fingers toward Xiangyi’s chest, the force of his qi rippling the air. “I’ll do it.”

“No,” Di Feisheng snarled, hand flying from Xiangyi’s waist to smack the brat’s away before it would destroy whatever was left of his fragile meridians, “you’ll kill him.” 

“Bullshit!” the pup yelled, as Huli Jing began to howl at equal volume, “I’ve healed him before! Let me help!” The brat’s qi spiked and the sand around them rippled.

Oh for the love of– he didn’t have time to explain this and save Xiangyi. What the hell had the great sword God been teaching this whelp? Xiangyi, if you die, I’ll kill you myself.

He unclenched his jaw against the noise. “You want to help?” he gritted out, each word like knives against his tongue and ears. “Calm your qi. Stay quiet. And keep the mutt quiet, too.” 

“You–”

–Healing the heart meridian now was out, until that ignorant pup could keep a tighter leash on his qi. He’d have to work on the heart directly. 

Di Feisheng pressed his hand over Xiangyi’s chest, closed his eyes, and directed the faintest hint of his Beifeng Baichang to surround Xiangyi’s heart, ready to observe and mimic its movement, as he would any new sword form.

It wrapped around his heart in an embrace. 

Xiangyi’s heart gave one erratic flutter. 

A pause.

A second, weaker thrum against his qi.

Then nothing at all.

[tojiscrack]

LMFAO WHY IS TUMBLR MAD AT YOU

IDEK, NOW I CAN’T SLEEP IN PEACE 😭

[fr7204]

Day 10 - 2pm - please...I miss your voice...where do we stand now?

[fauxpaux]

A thing I drabbled while trying to finish this dang final chapter of the Bodyswap au. It went nowhere and solely exists to braindump words. enjoy? i guess?

What does Mondo think of him? What does he think of himself? In this theoretical universe in which nothing is wrong. In this universe in which high school is normal. One is the enforcer and the other the antagonist and yet they mesh together. Mondo sees an innocence within Kiyotaka that mirrors an inane discomfort within himself. A strength he was forced to take on like a burden, yet does not project an infantilization onto Kiyotaka, but rather a wish of a simpler life than his own he received. From Mondo’s own perspective, Kiyotaka is the normality. The representation of a perfect classmate and a perfect, moral high ground. His execution is flawless and his attitude, while poignant and sharp, is well-meaning with good intent. Aside, there is indeed a kinship within the two specific opposites. The desire to hold those close within a safety. To take the metaphorical bullet. And like two folding upon each other to receive the pain in another's stead, it comes with a herding of a flock. Harsh hand when it necessitates, but a general understanding and love for those close enough to receive it. But then, what does Kiyotaka think of himself? No doubt there is a high standard to reach. A peak, of sorts, that is desired out of himself. Drawn from within his understanding of the world, forced, of course, by a familial history he is well aware of. In such, there is not just a desire for perfection but the need for it. A specificity that could drag him deep into a despair if he dared let himself go so far as to crumble underneath the pressure he puts on himself, one that is also, in some cases forced upon him. One he accepts with grace and a wobbly smile. Because it is all he knows how to do. Here, however, there are buffers. Exceptions to these laws of Ishimaru’s nature that refuse the perfection. Friends, such as Mondo, whom while motivate him to reach that peak, force his hand in understanding that he is only a person and nothing more. He may see himself as said enforcer, an embodiment of the laws in which he upholds, the rules, if you will. Yet with his connection to others, his friends, there comes a messier understanding of himself that does not have the chance to show elsewhere. Without negative influence, there is room to harbor emotion. Allowing a flourishing of oneself that may only appear in the right conditions. Unisolated, comforted, happy.

[ssreeder]

I somehow missed not one but two of your chapter updates! I don't even know how I did that but I was so happy when I got the email for chapter 11 and I realised I had 3 chapters to read at once!

It was amazing 🤩!!! Love your writing and the zukka cuddles! Thank you for the amazing story that has given me all the feels❤️

Haha reading 3 chapters of ITF is like reading an entire fic that’s such a big word count!! I’m glad you were able to catch up & you’re enjoying!!

I’m sorry you missed the update but HEY! You picked a great chapter to end on because there were finally cuddles!

Thank you for the sweet ask :)

[tathrin]

I want you to know that every time you reblog a fic I wrote, I am squealing with joy.

I love your writing so much, it's a huge inspiration for me, and seeing someone like you (who literally posted fanfics on ao3 before I was even born) say how much you love my stuff is the best thing ever. Thank you so much.

(Also can't wait for the next chapter of the zombie fic)

Oh my gods I'm melting right now. Absolutely melting.

I've gone away and come back to this message like seven times without being able to respond because I'm too swamped with warm fuzzy happy feelings to be coherent, thank you so much.

I've been enjoying your writing so much, I'm so delighted and overjoyed and genuinely just tickled pink to use that silly phrase because I truly can't think of anything that sums-up my feeling better to hear you say I've helped inspire you.

Thank you. And you're so welcome.

(Also oh my gods I'm laughing so hard I'm so fucking old lmao.)

[crippling-pages]

pov: you're awkwardly waiting for the fandom to love/be chill with Olly again so you can yap about him without the fear of hate

[4lph4kidz]

4,9,20 and 30 for the fic writer asks! :3

Hi, thank you! :3

4. What piece of writing are you most proud of?

I've been writing a lot this year and I'm proud of that in general, I've learned a lot... But the only thing I finished and published were the first few chapters of a fantasy longfic (Bound in Ink and Iron) as part of the 2023 DirkJake Big Bang. I wouldn't say I'm entirely happy with it but the project was and is my biggest undertaking so far, so I'd say I'm the most proud of it.

9. What's a scene you wrote this year that you're particularly proud of?

There's a scene near the end of Chapter 3 of Ink and Iron that I'm still pretty happy with. It's quiet, cold, there's lots of blood, it lays it on a little thick maybe, but it's that kind of fic, and it feels like I guess a pure expression what I originally envisioned for that scene.

There are some drafted future scenes for Ink and Iron that I am also quite proud of, one of them I wrote while actively feverish from COVID that apparently convinced my friend to stan Hal, so, guess that's a good sign.

20. If you listen to music while you write, what songs or artists did you find yourself listening to on repeat?

I tend to make myself playlists for my projects, they help me to stay motivated and sometimes provide direct inspiration for scenes and stuff. My playlist for Ink & Iron has a bunch of recurring artists on it - Mother Falcon, The Crane Wives, The Oh Hellos - mainly bc I wanted to focus on creating a specific mood. Ruined my Spotfify Wrapped I'll tell you that much.

30. What's a phrase, word, or descriptor that you're guilty of overusing?

I'm not sure... I try to keep my writing varied in terms of vocabulary and stuff, so anything like that is going to be something I haven't noticed. I'm sure I have plenty of blind spots like that. I guess I've referred to Dirk's eyes as 'amber' one too many times for my liking but there are only so many tonally appropriate ways to say 'his eyeballs are fucking orange'

[orcelito]

Ok I better now

Thinking about how close wolfwood is to coming into itnl and chewing on plaster

I just have... one chapter for geo-plant... one chapter for,, ,uh. Legato lol. Then probably Monev. And THEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wolfwood could come in. The chapter after.

Possibly chapter 17. Give or take.

[jyunism]

MY FAVOURITE FIC FINALLY UPDATED AFTER A YEAR 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[cutestkilla]

Hey guess what, this gift's still givin' to the lovely @artsyunderstudy. ❤️❤️❤️ Chapter 4 is up!

(Please mind the content warnings on the chapter, folks!)

Happy, happy birthday to my wonderful friend Ashton @artsyunderstudy!

I love you so much and treasure our friendship so much, and I hope you have the most wonderful birthday. Not only are you amazingly talented in every conceivable way, but you're just one of the coolest, smartest, most thoughtful people I know. So, I'm writing this story for you. There's a certain podcast that holds a special place in your heart. And my gift to you is this story about it (or something a whole lot like it) holding a special place in Simon's and Baz's hearts too.

Rating: Mature (for content in future chapters; still T for the moment)

Words: ~36K

Chapters: 4/7

Summary:

Ever since their truce fell apart in eighth year, Simon and Baz have been stuck. Chained to the past, hiding from their regrets, unable to step forward into the future. When a chance encounter reunites them, they find themselves falling right back into old patterns of behaviour. Until something completely unexpected brings them closer—a shared interest in a psychology podcast called Invisible Mind.

And as Simon and Baz begin to understand their own hidden depths, they also realise maybe they don't need to hide from each other.

Read Chapter 4 on AO3

Or start from Ch 1 / Ch 2 / Ch 3