#Shinishi Kudo

[shihochan-4869]

Shiho and Shinichi a new life - الفصل 10 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1374246827-shiho-and-shinichi-a-new-life-%D8%A7%D9%84%D9%81%D8%B5%D9%84-10?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=zohra0312&wp_originator=IVHsB6U64H1a9TCs%2Fr8gWn23Zc%2F%2F6HvVqIS80UDno41CsoWBo3bbn96nJc%2FN5x6TAe6RFC2tUFQsVhDceaHtd2%2BCbg481mNfRwd3lK84A6OXa7deqZE4M1fmdTTzCh2G قصة جديدة بعد انهيار المنظمة السوداء وعودة شينتشي كودو و شيهو ميانو تحدث أمور غير متوقعة لم يكن يتخيلان أنها ستحدث

[yell0wsalt]

Fic Writer Interview

Thanks @risingsoleil for the tag💕

How many works do you have on AO3?

34

What's your total word count?

140,063

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

A Lazy Winter Morning

I'm Bored, Let's Fuck

Your Electric Touch

Say It

A Spark in the Dark

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! You took time out of your day to pick my silly little fic to read and left a comment? That means the world to me.

Plus fandom is to be an interactive and supportive community. Being able to connect with someone who's read what I wrote is an exciting feeling and I want to be able to express my appreciation.

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Angsty and ambiguous endings, my beloved

Say It. Still in progress, but characters are currently in a limbo of will they/won't they 😬

Kiss Me, Kill Me and Shinishi of the Deep both have elements of vague horror I had fun writing.

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

Cinnamon Spice Bliss. A fic of fluffy one shots

A Lazy Winter Morning. Tender morning sex is so sweet

Fox Cat v. One. It is terribly hard trying to get off your pet's shit list 😅

Do you write crossovers?

No. I have a vague LOK and Fruits Basket crossover idea and there was fan comic of that was a crossover of LOK and MHA I saw that was cool. There's potential, but I don't think it would be something I could pull off.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

If I have, it's not been to my face. I'm lucky to be in a small bubble of very kind people

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes? I'm trying to get out of my comfort zone in writing it. I think I've done better in writing the tension and buildup, alluding to it, not necessarily writing it explicitly.

As to what kind… ???

I don't know, it all depends on the context and pair. Usually soft and romantic, I guess.

Have you had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Never have I ever.

What's your all-time favorite ship?

Well I have several! Irosami, Linzin, EraserMic, and Ryuvira my darlings

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

I have every intention to finish my WIPs. Will take me a while, but I'll get there. Count on it and keep me honest 🫵🏾

What are your writing strengths?

Hmm pass.

What are your writing weaknesses?

I think it may come off as boring? Writing is hard.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

This isn't something that I've done and the thing with it is how in some fics it is clear the author used GoogleTranslate for the dialogue. The problem with that is the dialogue doesn't come across as natural. Oftentimes it may not be the best phrasing a native speaker would use. If I was working on a fic where I thought it could add a creative flair to the story, I would reach out to someone who is more fluent in the language or do some research on my own instead of an online translator.

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Legend of Korra

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

For the time being, I want to keep my writing to Legend of Korra and My Hero Academia. As with ships, the thing I like about these shows is how big the casts are, especially MHA, so you can do all sorts of combinations to get all the sparkly brained rare pairs lol

For Legend of Korra I want to try Amon/Kuvira. And My Hero Academia, Miruko/FatGum aka ChubbyBunny. They have the cutest ship name for a rare pair

What's your favorite fic you've written?

I'm not picking just one, so I'm shouting out some of my faves

Kiss Me, Kill Me

Your Electric Touch

Say It (WIP)

Breathe Me Back to Life

No pressure tagging @wangsfires @oldandirrelevant and anyone else interested!

[khalidz0w]

Shinishi Kudo...🔥

Materials...!

- pencil HB ✏️

- faiber castel inking pen ✒️

- Ohuhu colores 🖌️

9h to end it...♥️

[pemebi]

I'm surprised that no one has created a Detective conan/Magic Kaito Fusion with Steven Universe or/and Houseki no Kuni Edit: This is a first draft, so now I changed a lot of things on my mind, lol, maybe I should erase this Before Anything, English isn't my first language, soo if I write weird is because that The idea so far: Humanity is unaware of Living Gems, they had shared the planet since the beginning Old gems : Their bodies are pure rock, they use lots of makeup to pass as humans (Houseki no Kuni Logic) They are born from the earth in a natural way and can have magical properties (Yukiko Kudo) New gems: Their real bodies are a small gem and can change their form at will, but they are born in a artificial way, mostly on labs who knows about gems and want to use them (Steven universe Logic) (Kudo Shinishi was born because Yukiko fell in love with Yusaku and with Agasa help they created him as "their child", Haibara Ai was born in the men of black Org so her upbringing isn't so happy) Shinishi is a Gem that is disguising himself as a human, he is a Sapphire that always knows where is going to happens a disgrace, but his detective work is real and learned from his "father" Yusaku Kudo

He longs the life as a human even if he is fully aware he isn't one Shinishi still have a similar age to Ran and can change forms like any "new" gem, and use both forms to gather information (He hangs with the detective boys because they always find trouble and have a soft spot for them), one day he got attacked by the men in black and his gem got partially broken, since then he can't change to his "normal" form.

He really don't want to share his inhuman status with Ran

Kaito is a human searching for pandora, he isn't aware that in his list of suspects he should add a whole ALIEN race.

Shinishi is really surprised to learn that Kaito Kid is a Human and not a Gem because that whole ability to change forms and voice don't seemed human to him at first. So this is the initial idea so far! Hope people like it or can add anything to make it better! thank you!

[kaito14kid]

Derechos de autor a sus correspondientes

[shinishikuddo]

[hnnyoongs]

a shit ton of coai gifs cuz why not

omg yes queen rib yur sarcastic husband

I can literally here this "ALELE TOKA OKASHIZO TOKA"

I love how she always hides behind conan when she feels danger she trusts him to protect her it's so cute esp considering the fact she's always tryna protect other people

SHES SO WORRIED FOR HIM ECBAJSKM

no words needed just a look THIS IS WHY THEY'RE MY FAVORITE DETCO SHIP

breaking the 4th wall together

dad and son laugh at mom

you'll protect me won't you?

messy messy

your favorite puzzle

god they're so cute I love coai with all my heart

[coai]

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[momocicerone]

Vacancy

also on ffnet | AO3 

Fandom: Detective Conan / Case Closed

Summary:   How do you mourn a stranger?

Pairing: Kudo Shinichi | Edogawa Conan & Miyano Shiho | Haibara Ai

Genre and Rating: Romance; Tragedy

Prompts: Protect & Secret (If you squint)

A/N:This is not a fic, but an outlet of my feelings , it's kind of incoherent but also personal in a metaphorical way. I'll just throw this in the coai week dumpster because if you squint it could fit prompt 2: Protect and/or prompt 5: Secret. I will, however, finish another (happier) entry for prompt 5. Later. When I'm on the mood.

Dedication: To the almost-lovers.

Warning: Major character death. Entire blocks of text. No dialogue

  "Thus much and more; and yet thou lov'st me not,

And never wilt! Love dwells not in our will.

Nor can I blame thee, though it be my lot

To strongly, wrongly, vainly love thee still.

― Lord Byron, final verse of "Love and Death"

  I - unus

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They take you away in a wooden casket as you lay asleep, laden in an ocean of white roses whose petals are barely a few shades paler than your skin.

.

The room is lit with the warm light of candles and a monochrome picture of you that I almost don't recognize : your expression stern as ever, eyes staring blankly at the camera as the corner of your lips curl into an almost-derisive smile. But it's you, I'm sure. Even when I'm way more used to a much younger version of yourself, even when the picture can't capture the peculiar shade of your strawberry blonde hair or the cynical glint in your jade green eyes... it's you in the haughtiness, the aprehension, the disdain. I know those well from you, and I wouldn't miss them.

I would never miss you— before, today or ever after.

But today…

Today we're burying Miyano Shiho.

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II- duo

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Outside, a clear sky is framed by endless rows of late blooming cherry blossoms. April dies today, and in its haste to leave it takes you away with it. Summer isn't your thing anyway: you hate the heat and the overwhelming humidity of sunny days that drowns you in a breathless stupor. And I think it's ironic that you fell in love with Japan despite its temperamental weather, when your sensitive complexion was clearly more suited for higher grounds.

Japan stole your heart for some reason, and you learned to love it back with unyielding devotion— like a dandelion, you found new roots.

You'd be most surprised to know that you made quite a few friends on your short time with us, good friends. There's the kids— I don't care if you wouldn't allow it .

They deserve to know.

Because they are here, yes. And Ayumi is —as you would expect— inconsolable. Genta and Mitsuhiko, bless them, they are trying their best to be brave for her... for you . I'm trying my best too, but damn you, you are the one who would know what to do now, you're the one who would know how to fix this.

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Why are you not here to fix this?

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On a corner stands Jodie, and I know that she's trying her best to look unaffected while her eyes follow Akai's fleeting silhouette as he hastily leaves the room. He's taking this too hard on himself, and he shouldn't. You weren't his responsibility, after all. You were mine . I made you a promise I couldn't keep, and now you're trapped inside an endless slumber from which you'll never wake up again.

Heiji has flown all the way from Osaka just to say goodbye, even when he barely knew you at all. Kazuha stands by his side, her grip firm on his arm. She has no idea who you are, but she's here anyway; I'm assuming that if you're important enough for him to fly across the country for, you'd be important enough for her to be here too. Some things— people , they are sort of a package deal.

Ran is here, too. But she's not here because of me. She's here to mourn you. We all are. Even Sera and your aunt Mary, who you never meet.

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Among the white sea that surrounds you, a single red rose blooms in your hair.

(He's nowhere to bee seen, but it suits you, and I let it be. Chasing phantoms can wait for another day.)

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II - tres

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Hakase can't even start his eulogy without breaking down in tears, and I'm sorry that I'm not strong enough to lift that burden off him.

(It's not my place.)

But you broke his heart, did you know that? He didn't just lose a friend... he lost his daughter.

(How dare you.)

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They speak of you with such fondness that makes me wonder... when did it happen, that they got to know you so well, that they learned and fell in love with your quirks and flaws the same way they admired your virtues?

They talk about you as if they knew you, as if that was really you. Yet I can't help but wonder—

Was that really you?

They mourn the girl they knew so well, they mourn Haibara Ai.

But who's Miyano Shiho?

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(And how do you mourn a stranger?)

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IV - quattuor

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I dream of you often.

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In my dreams you walk, and I always follow. Sometimes you just stand there — unattainable, worlds out of my reach.

Sometimes, you kill me.

But the absolute worst dreams are the ones where you acknowledge me, the ones that blur with my memories because they happened once beyond my dreams. The ones about the lost opportunities I no longer can seize, where I hold you close to me and I get to tell you what I never knew before I lost you — the ones where you tell me I'm late, way too late.

I wake up empty.

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V - quīnque

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Life goes on without you, of course it does.

You were never the center of my universe or the one I couldn't do without. You leave, like every stranger I meet on the commuting train or the clerk working at my favorite coffee shop. Like the childhood friends I never contacted after junior high graduation, or the old baa-chan who used to gift me candies when I stayed in my mother's country house on long summer nights. You leave and the world keeps running at its normal pace, and I'm the one chasing to keep up with it.

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And it kills me that I can't grieve like the others do, because to them you were someone . In your own way, you belonged to them — a daughter, a best friend, a comrade. But what are you to me, even now, if not just a stranger? And why is my mind — my heart, determined to leave this open space in my chest where no one else seems to fit quite right? Saying we were friends is a stretch, saying I loved you is insanity.

So what is this, huh? What is this feeling of utter emptiness that hovers over my existence like an endless shadow, blinding me from light? What is this silence that wraps around my throat and takes the air out of my lungs? What is this hole, this vacancy in my life that I try in vain to fill with work and seeings and speckles of people that remind me of you in the most ridiculous, unassuming ways?

And it's every detail of you I missed back then that I now recall with excruciating clarity. It's the playful condescendence of your voice and the way you'd roll your eyes while fixing loose strands of hair behind your ear. It's your face, staring back at me with knowing camaraderie. The warmth of your hand holding me back in the face of danger, the weight of your head resting on my shoulder on long field-trip rides. It's you in my memories and you in my dreams. It's you that I can't let go of.

Normal life resumed without you, yet you took something away. And I see it reflected in the hollow stare in the mirror and the missing cup of coffee next to mine. I hear it in the jokes that no one else gets and the monotonous sound of your voicemail message, in the echo of the words I never said to you… and the silence, always the silence . I feel i in my hands, my skin, my heart— this sense of pure, sheer incompleteness.

It's something I can't tell, something they wouldn't understand. Of course they wouldn't. How do I explain this to anyone?

How do I tell the world I lost you when you were never mine?

How to explain the emptiness of a place you never filled?

The worst kind of pain is the one you're not allowed to mourn, the one that feeds on your heart because there's no way of letting it out.

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You leave me with nothing — Not a letter or a single fading picture. Not a broken promise or a grudge to hold. Not a kiss, not a love confession. Not the lingering touch of your hands of my skin or the warmth of words whispered to my ears.

Nothing, at all.

You leave, and you take my heart, my life away with you.

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You leave all of me behind.

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[jasontoddiefor]

Title: pick a name, (pick two)

Summary: The first time around, it had taken Shinichi six months of careful consideration to pick a name. He’d made more lists than he could count, made his father utilize all the naming skills of a world-renowned author, and had his mother pronounce each choice with careful consideration.

Six months of hard work had gone into Kudo Shinichi.

Edogawa Conan takes six seconds.

It helped, probably, that Ran didn’t have many memories of pre-teen Shinichi in pants that didn’t belong to a soccer uniform. It was another thing that differentiated Conan from Shinichi, the little boy so secure in his identity from the teenager that stumbled through labels and truths, not knowing what to think or believe. Shinishi’s parents had always been far from average or normal, had never forced Shinichi to care for one thing or dress a certain way. Frankly speaking, he liked the skirts and dresses he’d worn as a kid. They’d been soft and comfortable and certainly prettier than what you could find in the boy’s section of the clothing stores. Additionally, they gave him more freedom to run around and were much more comfortable during summer.

Shinichi had only really stopped wearing them when they had changed his nameplates at school and the teasing and name-calling wouldn’t stop. He’d gone out of his way to craft himself into a young man in the image of Sherlock Holmes, the detectives of his father’s novels. The newspapers spoke of Kudo Shinichi as a brilliant detective, Heisei Holmes. His old name hadn’t been mentioned in any newspaper but one and his parents’ lawyers had torn that newspaper to shreds and it hadn’t happened again.

Shinichi hadn’t even disliked his old name. Were he a girl, it would have fit him just fine and he never would have thought of changing his name.

However, in this world, Shinichi had required a new name and a new outfit so the bullies would shit up.

Conan dressed as Shinichi might have in a different life, one where he’d never had to learn the art of hiding and drawing attention away from his curves and chest. Not that Conan had much of either right now, as young as he was.

So, yes, it probably helped that Shinichi had looked like a little girl at Conan’s age and that Conan did not.

Not that it changed too much about his current situation.

“You’re not looking too hot there, Meitantei.”

Sighing, Conan turned to the catalyst of today’s introspection.

He’d honestly expected KID to have already gotten away. The thief had danced on Nakamori’s nose, and had Kogoro not gotten distracted before the heist, Conan would have arrived on time to properly chase after KID.

“And you’re still here,” Conan returned. “So eager to be put behind bars after all?”

KID faked an outrageous gasp, clutching his chest in imaginary distress. “Never, my dear detective. I just noticed that you don’t look quite comfortable.”

KID’s grin was strained, worried, seemed almost a little guilty—

Ah, right. He was a master of disguise and research and had posed as Shinichi before. There’d always been something little off about his performance as Kudo Shinichi. Conan knew they looked alike and he supposed were he not assigned female at birth, their likeness would have been even closer. Kaito KID was just a bit taller than Shinichi had been. Not enough for it to be noticeable if they didn’t stand right next to each other, but it was enough for Shinichi, who’d spent hours hoping he’d grow just a bit taller still, to recognize.

“I’m fine,” Conan said, wiping imaginary dust off the light blue dress KID had picked out for him. The entire police force had been decked into delicate gowns, fitting the ballroom theme of the heist. Conan’s, however, seemed to be the only one of relatively high quality. KID had put thought into this one. “I don’t mind.”

“Are you sure?” KID asked. “I didn’t mean to bring up any, ah, bad memories, I’d honestly… forgotten.”

That, Conan supposed, was the point of transitioning. “Like I said, it’s fine. Just haven’t worn one of these in a while.”

The thief looked guiltier about that than he’d ever looked about a single stolen gem as if the thought that he might have hurt Conan unintentionally was unforgivable.

“Tantei-kun.”

“KID.” Conan stressed his name, forced the thief to look him in the eyes. “It is fine. I would have already stripped if that weren’t the case.”

It wasn’t like KID had made it particularly difficult to pull off the dresses if you knew where to look. Conan simply hadn’t had the time. Every second counted when chasing after KID.

“If you say so.” KID still didn’t look comfortable and not for the first time Conan wondered how somebody so intelligent and caring ended up on the other side of the law. He knew that KID was after something that forced him into this position. He wasn’t a bad guy after all and could be quite reliable as well, and someone with such a big heart had to have a good reason to put on such a show.

“It took me six months to come up with Shinichi, you know,” Conan said. They were alone on the rooftop; nobody would overhear. KID straightened, a sign that he was clearly paying attention. Six months of careful consideration, writing more lists than he could count, making his father utilize all the naming skills of a world-renowned author and asking his mother to pronounce each choice.

Six months of hard work had gone into Kudo Shinichi.

“Edogawa Conan took six seconds,” Conan continued. “Is it unsettling to be back in this young body? Yes. But Shinichi never had to be a boy at this age”.

The Detective Boys knew that Conan’s body didn’t entirely fit, but most of the other people, who didn’t know him, were unaware. It was almost a positive experience to see what the world was like through these eyes. As much as Conan wanted back to his old life, carry the name he’d put so much work into, this aspect of Conan he didn’t hate. “I didn’t even care much about gender until I turned fourteen. I’m perfectly fine wearing a dress, it’s just a piece of fabric. And it isn’t like there aren’t enough men walking around wearing dresses.”

Conan sent KID a pointed look, which, surprisingly, didn’t end with KID grinning, but the magician staring at him with an unreadable expression until he finally, slowly, began to speak. “I’m not.”

Conan blinked.

“A man, I mean,” KID said. “Sometimes I am, my birth certificate certainly says so, but usually I just exist and sometimes I’m a girl. I mean, I don’t mind with my disguises because they’re just that, another part of the show, but I’m picky in my civilian life. Sometimes I’m fine with it, but I have to wear enough masks. I like to be true to myself just in this one aspect. Does that make any sense?”

And then KID looked at him as if he needed Conan to confirm that yes, this was alright, that it was fine. For a moment, Conan was tempted to simply banter with the thief again as they did so very often, but tonight had already been exceptional.

“Of course,” Conan replied seriously. “You can be whoever you need to be.”

No wonder KID worried so much about it when this, what had never bothered Shinichi, bothered him so much.

“Should I call you something else?”

With a slight smile, KID shook his head. “I’m fine,” KID said. “Here, as thanks for listening to me.”

KID opened his closed hand, revealing the stolen diamond. “For your effort, Meitantei. And you do look cute in blue. I was thinking of you when I picked out that dress!”

KID threw the diamond almost carelessly and Conan caught it easily. “Don’t be stupid, thief.”

“Yes, yes.” With another wide grin, just moments before the police tossed open the door to the rooftop, KID threw himself over the edge of the building.

Six seconds for Edogawa Conan.

Shinichi wondered how much time had gone into Kaito KID.

[cartoonfanorwhatever]

Continuing my first watchtrough of Inuyasha, (after a good amount of months) I just finished episode 3 and it’s kinda good though the pacing is kinda idk slow, maybe? But that just might be the adhd talking. My main problem is that whenever Inuyasha talks i just hear a way ruder shinishi kudo and i can’t get over that. Oh well i’ll just have to adjust, and maybe it won’t take me half a year to watch the next episode this time

[shihochan-4869]

Shiho and Shinichi a new life - الفصل 9 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1374187050-shiho-and-shinichi-a-new-life-%D8%A7%D9%84%D9%81%D8%B5%D9%84-9?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=zohra0312&wp_originator=bspq3PJ%2F0WkjIRoc6X4qDEPiutWlsCDl4xCd9Qay9RePx03p%2B7UC2nFT37HnlW1OzZsPzkDWVa2nxeR9GcYDKp%2FhOXtAMKLzWY0%2Bl8DcRgZKHHvovRNx0Qt8TFzSKdTL قصة جديدة بعد انهيار المنظمة السوداء وعودة شينتشي كودو و شيهو ميانو تحدث أمور غير متوقعة لم يكن يتخيلان أنها ستحدث

[yell0wsalt]

Fic Writing Review 2023

Reflection

This was my first year getting more into fandom, specifically fanfic writing and, wow, I learned a lot. About myself, where I'm at, and where I want to be. Each one I'm trying to figure out what may work for me.

In one way or another I've tried different ideas, some I'm happy with, others not so much. I'm learning to be okay with that.

To accept that I have not done much particularly interesting and there is still so much more I can think about and try. It is a learning experience, slowly expanding my bubble and getting exposed to different perspectives and takes.

Words and Fics

128,421 words posted on AO3. Plus several ficlets on tumblr I don't care to keep track of

2 published WIPs I'm currently working on

32 fics published.

7 multi-chapter fics published

2 multi-chapter fics published and in progress

Top 10 Fics by Kudos

10. Gotta Cool Down, I'm Heated (M, Korvira)

9. Blooming (G, Linzin)

8. Cinnamon Spice Bliss (T, Irosami)

7. Say It (M, Linzin)

6. A Closed Discussion (E, Makorra)

5. Loving You throughout the Years (M, Linzin)

4. A Spark in the Dark (T, Linzin)

3. Your Electric Touch (G, EraserMic)

2. A Lazy Winter Morning (E, EraserMic)

1. I'm Bored, Let's Fuck (E, Linzin)

Fandom Events

AU Roulette 2023

Shinishi of the Deep (Cosmic Horror AU)

Blooming (Medieval AU)

More than You Know (Mecha AU)

Lin Beifong's Week

Say It

ATLA Rare Pair May Day

Monsters and Myths

The Taste of Your Care

Fox Cat v. One

March Madness

I'm Bored, Let's Fuck

A Closed Discussion

Promises of Today and Tomorrow

Upcoming Plans for 2024

I have several WIPs I need to to finish. Let's take care of those.

There are several writing prompts I want to tap into as ways to spark other ideas in me I may not have thought of before on my own.

Aside from writing for my OTPs, rare-pairs and other ships are tingling at the mind. There are a few I am eager to try.

Not feel so embarrassed to write something or anything that's dumb or silly. Every now and then, you need a little of that.

"Be a little weirder than what you think is okay" This is the space for it and it makes things interesting.

Again, finish the WIPs.

[alex-grey-fullbuster]

Shinishi Kudo

#DétectiveConan

[pilyarquitect]

Thanks for the tag @smokeyloki okay, let's see:

Conan Edogawa / Shinishi Kudo - Detective Conan

Donatello - TMNT '03

Violet Parr - The Incredibles

Merlin - Merlin BBC

Huey Duck - Ducktales

Elizabeth Bennet - Pride and Prejudice

Adrien Agreste - Miraculous Ladybug

Sir Percy Blakeney - The Scarlet Pimpernel

Anya Forger - Spy x Family

Sakura Kinomoto - Card Captor Sakura

tagging: @i-cant-find-any-creative-name @zeragii @zoe-oneesama @cjthestoryteller@catholic-harmacy @quickpaint @west-end-lady @ducksiblingrivalry @that-catholic-shinobi @irishironclad

Ten Characters, Ten Fandoms, Ten Tags

I was tagged to do this by @redvelvetrevolver yeet (Do some of these even count as fandoms? Idk. If it's something t, that's a fandom, right?)

Erik Carriere - Phantom of the Opera

Nick Valentine - Fallout 4

Wilson P. Higgsbury - Don't Starve

Sherlock Holmes - Jeremy Brett ftw

Sir Percy Blakeney - The Scarlet Pimpernel

V - V for Vendetta

Shane - Stardew Valley

Edward - Twilight (I regret nothing, I refuse)

Data - Star Trek TNG

Sans - Undertale

Wow, I'm kind of basic I guess ;-; Also, these are all men?? Is that weird??? Idk.

@wheel-of-fish @cuddlepossum @theboarsbride @alvadee @jennyfair7 @bogglebabbles @smokeyloki @ramblingsofachristiannerd @phantom-of-the-keurig @cuteghostwriter @zenvangogh @masksonmasks @chaosflight

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