#also I’d perfer to read on ao3

[purplerae364]

HEY GUYS!!

What are some good total drama rewrites? I kinda wanna read one but idk which ones are good or how many there are and I don’t feel like searching tbh (even tho it’s super easy to do that lmao 😭)

Honestly any season (not past world tour) would do :3

[proship-boots]

Decided to write out all the shipcest ships that I ship and which ones I’d write about. This is based off my memory so I may miss some

Bold is I would write for them, not bold Is I wouldn’t unless prompted (May have notes to the side for explanations)

Undertale: (I don’t write for Undertale much, BUT if I was to get back into the fandom)

Chasriel (Chara/Asriel)

Charisk (Chara/Frisk)

Fontcest (OG)

Fontcest (Au’s) (Big maybe/would depend. I perfer other ships BUT I’m not as picky as I was when I originally was in ut)

RnM (Rick And Morty):

Rickorty (while I’ll read fic/comics/fanart, I don’t see myself writing any)

Sumrick (read ONE really good fic, But am only interested in very certain dynamics with it. However, that fic was amazing and will never leave me ❤️)

IDV:

Despite it being a main fandom I like, I don’t have any shipcest ships :/

Danganronpa:

Junkuro (Junko/Mukuro)

Naegi-Cest (Ehhh, really depends. Not a fav ship of mine but I could write a Drabble on them)

Tgcf/Heaven Offcial’s Blessing: (my newest fandom, Kiss Kiss I love it here)

Qi Rong/Xie Lian (literally have a WIP of them kejdbejejbebe. First shipcest story I might publish on ao3, if I finish it)

Ouran Host Club:

Honey/Mori

The Twins

(Please note, I’m a multi shipper and these are not my only ships. Also note that though I may like shipcest I don’t like All of it, and certain dynamics do in fact squick me)

[gundhams-pandemonium]

Can Avoados Read Fanfiction?

(will post on Ao3 very soon, so if youd perfer the link please ask me! )

V3 Talentswap using Thh Talents and Setting. All talents we're randomized (all have been set). Every comemnt/reblog/like (and any questions for any of my aus) etc is highly appreciated 💕

"Hey, hey hey hey," The purple hair teen proded Rantaro's shoulder for the umpteenth time. The lucky student should reply, though at the same time he felt like it'd be more trouble then it's worth.

On the other hand, the constant poking was annoying, even for the patience he had. And it wouldn't hurt to hear him talk.

"Yes, Kokichi?" The fellow student gave a devilish grin, awaiting this moment. Rantaro felt that he had fallen in a carefully lain trap and had no chance of escape.

" ... Do you want to read my work?" He basically vibrated in excitement. What a hard read, first a creepy grin and then the extreme childlike exciment? Long ago he decided not to figure out the self proclaimed "Supreme Leader's" (his talent had to do with writing fanfiction yet he paraded himself with the former title) motivations.

He weighed the options in his head, if he said no then he'd be pestered again. Who knows how long that would last, perhaps until the night time announcement. If he said yes, he'd have to read and maybe listen to him rant about a certain show or characters.

Yes didn't sound too bad.

"Sure, I'd love to," Based on the 'innocent' smile apparent on the other's face he feared he may have picked the wrong choice.

Kokichi suddenly reached in his pocket and pulled out a folded up paper. It was promptly shoved into Rantaro's hands.

With caution, he carefully unfolded it. The teen watched with large violet eyes, and rocked back on the heels of his feet. He did his beat to ignore his companion and looked to the paper.

Written at the top was fine print, and a list of slang that went over his head. Lemon? RPF? MxM? Not Beta Read we die like men?

Alright, alright. He skimmed to the large title which was a just an H, then preceded downward.

'Rantaro Amami had the second biggest dic-'

"... Why am I in this... story?"

"Uhh, cause it's for you! Duh! I don't know what shows you like, much less the pairings for each one. So I whipped something up that was personal, nihihi!"

"Isn't fanfiction about fictional characters, though?"

"Ugg! Real Person Fiction! Amami-Chan is sooo uncultured! Just read it, don't question it."

He decided to continue, hoping that the first sentance would be the only one of it's kind.

'The thing about him though, is how he may have fuck-' He skipped that sentence 'But he'd never been fu-' He skipped that too. 'Kokichi Ouma was the only one who even dared to challenge the stud. By challenge that meant de-pantsing him in the middle of the hall and shov-'

"So! So! So! Soooooooo! Do you like it? Isn't it good? I'd say it's my best work yet!"

He didn't even get through the first paragraph; the writing was worse then Miu's mouth and that was a challenge in itself.

"I'm sorry Ouma. I didn't even get through half of it. I don't want to insult you but-"

"You... dont like it?" His purple irises widened, and his once lively posture stiffened.

"I just... It just the first sentence definitely caught my attention but in a werid way? It's definitely not my thing, sorry," He probably sounded harsh- but what was he supposed to say.

He looked to the boy, his head lowered. Rantaro found his mind screaming at him. He was trying to be gentle, though it was hard to find positives in something he couldnt even fully read.

"...you..." His voice turned, as rough as stone and his entire stomach flipped.

Maybe he should've lied, this was a killing game after all and he'd never seen Kokichi angry before. Sure, the teen wasn't even close to his height and he didn't look like he had a muscle on him. However, who knows what could be hidden in that backpack.

"Haha! That was made in less then five minutes! That isn't even close to being my favorite work!" His laughter rang through the air, and all the lucky student could do was stare. "Don't look so dumbfounded! I gave you a test and you passed! Not a lot of people have, they just go tell me there filthy lies about how it's better then the classics. I hate liars, they aren't allowed to read my finest work."

Rantaro didn't say how hypocritical he sounded, instead nodding at the teen. He definitely did expect something better from the Ultimate Fanfic Writer. Th said writer began to dig in the back of his bag, producing a small hand-bound book.

"Here! I've sold this one for over 200,000 yen, but you can have it for free for passing the test," He highly doubted anyone could sell any book (save for orginal copies of something 2000 years old) for that price but found himself unable to argue.

He still looked at it hesitantly.

"Oh, don't worry! All content warnings are on the first two pages, but be warned it could contain spoilers. Also, you won't need to much background for the series to read it but the names will be a little strange to someone who hasn't played the games or watched the show. Otherwise, It'd be completely passable as 'orginal work's. I hate that term by the way, my ideas are orginal! I'm just inspired by the wonderful characters of 'arson man trash-fire' and 'the guy who puts up with his shit for some reason' and 'Sassy Girl who hates trash-man but loves guy-who-puts-up-with-everything'."

Though he didn't understand half of what Kokichi was saying, he skimmed the first page of story text and he didn't see anything that told about his dick or the like.

"I do like to read before bed, so thanks Kokichi. I appreciate it," The teen rolled his eyes in response but was smiling.

Rantaro couldn't help starting it as soon as he could; he was curious by the actual fanfiction writer's ability. He didn't realize he'd soon be so sucked into the world that he not only missed the night-time announcement but only stopped when he heard the morning one go off.

Oh... this was good.