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darlingpoppet · 1 year ago

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Fave Fics of 2023!

A list of some of my favorite fics I read in 2023, though note not all of them are from this year. I feel like I didn’t get to do as much reading as I would’ve liked but I guess at least I was still able to put together a decent list! This isn’t a ranking, I listed everything in alphabetical order.

a bit of earth by @elemmacil (patrochilles)

Character study of Hadesgame Achilles & his time in the house of hades, pre-canon. Also, Zagreus takes care of a plant & it’s so wholesome. Lovely, atmospheric, and fueled by vibes, I adore the secret garden inspiration which slots into the hadesgame-verse sooo perfectly. This is great for the sad girlies like me who recently re-watched the movie from the 90s and thought “what if the whole movie was just us watching lord craven being a sad, pining dilf the whole time?” *clicks tongue* noice.

A Reasonable Explanation by stygius (pza)

I already read On The Ropes by red_smear last year so it doesn’t get to be on this list but I did go into 2023 continuing to seek out some of the “old classics” for this ship (yanno how reading fics that were published before joining the fandom sometimes feels like consuming media that existed before you were born? lol) this one is fun for the subversion on the “relaying messages” trope and taking god worshipping to literal (sexyy) extremes… I think if you wanted a good pza introductory fic this would be a good place to start!

Debased by youcouldbeagod (patrochilles)

Found this on a whim one day while clicking through the tags, as it is pretty much the only dedicated Troilus & Cressida Patrochilles fic on AO3 and it is ＢＲＩＬＬＩＡＮＴ！ The story is simply that Thersites stumbles upon Achilles & Patroclus having sex in their tent and he provides his usual witty and scathing commentary throughout. It truly reads like Shakespeare in prose form, I could easily imagine it being staged, it’s like a deleted scene from the play! The ending is also pitch perfect and still lives in my head rent-free. If you’re familiar with Shakespeare’s version of the characters definitely give it a read.

isn’t it romantic by infinitesle (dillydallybutterfly) (pza)

I was going to recommend a patrochilles fic by infinitesle that I love which is you are the currents that are pulling me onward but I’m pretty sure I read it in 2022 so it doesn’t count, sadge. So instead I’ll recommend another lovely morsel, a pza fic set in the jazz age au that a bunch of us in the pza channel of the hades lounge discord collectively came up with. Idk this might be a “you had to be there” kind of story but I think it still paints a pretty picture and if it inspires anyone else to contribute to the AU I wouldn’t complain. I’ll make my own proper contribution eventually, mark my words!

not the desperate type by @baejax-the-great (patrochilles, side hector/patroclus)

Baejax is well-known for their long fics which are all bangers ofc but personally my favorite piece of theirs this year was actually this oneshot in which Patroclus is engaged to Hector and then cheats on him with his ex, Achilles. They get caught in the act and the results are… predictable, lol. I love that it hews close to the tone of the Iliad where it’s no good/bad guys, just flawed humans making flawed choices and the AITA version of this story would totally be given an Everyone Sucks Here verdict, I’m sure. I’m STILL thinking about the ending even months & months later. Oh and of course, the sex is chef’s kiss!

One Night Of Chaos by Luddleston (pza)

This was technically a Dec 2022 read but I’m making an exception for it because I feel like it’s the flavor of pza I had been craving all along when I was reading through some of the older classics for this ship and it was key in helping fuel the inspiration for my own pza fics this year. There’s just something about Zag being invited into Patrochilles’ little world to watch their charming rapport with one another & being disgustingly in love that’s PEAK CONTENT for me and I loved this spin where he gets to meet them while they’re still alive, pre-heartbreak. Basically everything about it is my personal ur-pza text so if you’ve liked any of my own pza I’m sure you would like this one too. The sequel is also fun and was properly a 2023 read for me so I’ll mention it too haha.

Presentation by @sonderlivra (eruri)

Judging by the time stamp of my comment, I started my 2023 off right by reading this fic by one of my all-time favorite eruri authors! This is an omegaverse fic with a twist, it is well-written, hilarious, and had me guessing up until the very end. I would literally recommend anything this author writes (including the asscreed fics she & other beloved friend @zorthania have been writing this year… I don’t go here but these are my blorbo in-laws and I care them uwu)

sacramentum by fresco_k (eruri)

I didn’t take the time to read many other eruri fics this year unfortunately but I did get to beta some fics for this year’s eruri matchmaking event and this was one of them: a gladiator AU set in Ancient Rome and it was so serendipitous that I got to help with something so close to my current hyperfixation! The premise is very intriguing and it’s off to a lovely start… not to mention the author is a sweetie who knows & has a lot of passion for the time period… so check it out!

the slow mending by meikuree (pikuhan)

I finally got to dip my toes into some pikuhan fics this year and luckily my first one was a real banger! This was such a lovely little canon-compliant Hanji character study along with an exploration of their relationship with Pieck representing the two sides coming together and it was so beautifully written. It feels like the perfect introductory fic for the ship just in general because it really highlights everything that’s attractive about it! Love it!

tight fit by naxtique (zagchilles)

naxtique’s fics pretty much all scratch that itch for hadesgame dead dove of the dub/non-con variety, oftentimes laced with angst. Their particular flavor of Zagchilles with slave-to-his-passion, guilt-stricken Achilles is so compelling it always makes me stare at the wall thinking about it. And this is my favorite one, in which Achilles gets sex-pollen’d and ends up in a compromising position with Zagreus. Another one where the ending haunts my dreams (in a good way). Not for everyone obviously but if this sort of thing is up your alley, it’s great.

you’re a walking disaster, and yet— by @johaerys-writes (patrochilles)

Another patrochilles GOAT well-known for their serial longfics, and this year I’ve been enjoying their modern AU Patrochilles where the two of them grow up together in rural Greece. This one has probably my favorite ever synthesis of takes on Achilles’ character I’ve read so far—brilliant, autistic, and gender fluid. It’s definitely an extreme slow burn and gets pretty angsty & messy at times but it’s also devastatingly realistic & relatable and speaks to me a whole lot :> currently ongoing, definitely worth diving into!

#fic recs #patrochilles #pza #eruri #pikuhan #zagchilles #the only thing missing from this list is a dedicated patzag fic #gotta rectify that

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delusinaldreamer19 · 5 months ago

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Vent/Rant incoming. Feel free to disregard.

(But also maybe don’t, idk)

Something that’s become apparent to me as I’ve posted more frequently on Ao3 is just how disheartening it can be to feel like I’m performing for a silent crowd.

Dgmw, it is very much that I am just a sensitive & insecure person by nature. (I’m incredibly embarrassed abt posting this, but again, just venting.) And its not that I’m trying to directly beg for ppl to read and comment on my works, but I am sort of…indirectly doing that.

I just can’t help but feel a bit like ‘what am I doing wrong?’ I’ve both intentionally and unintentionally written a decently wide verity of fanfics for Kuro, whether it’s shorter oneshots or longer multi chapter fics, as well as tonally with things being funny, sad, mysterious, contemplative. I try and pay attention to what gets the most interaction so that I know what people are most interested in reading. But even with doing that, I can’t really tell. Like I want to write stuff that people enjoy reading, but it sometimes feels impossible to tell if I’m doing that.

(Pls excuse me, I’m about to start very much complaining)

I don’t even know why I tend to feel that way, I’ve got six stories posted and half have over 1000 hits (two that are over 2000 hits). But again, I’m a horrifically insecure person with an adhd brain that never shuts up.

I know that I’m doing nothing but preaching to the choir when I say ‘authors really want you to comment on their works!!’ And it’s not that I don’t ever get comments (and I swear that I am extremely thankful for each one despite how what I’m about to say sounds), but I just feel like the nature of them is what gets to me sometimes.

I put a lot of time and effort into my stories (despite how quickly I’ve been updating), and I work really hard to write things that are well thought out, interesting, and while I don’t write smut (as of now), mature. I’ll look in other stories comment sections to see what other ppl have said about works that I’ve enjoyed, and I’ll see questions and commentary about specific things that happened in the chapter, and my works just…don’t tend to get a lot of that.

It could very well just be that my neurodivergent brain is upset about not getting that instant gratification, I get that. But I just wanna like- talk to people about my stories. I wanna have discussions about things in Kuro or things that I’ve written. I wanna hear when something I’ve created has garnered any sort of reaction. And because I don’t get a lot of that, my cursed neurodivergent and insecure brain translates it as meaning that I didn’t truly make anything that warranted a reaction.

I’m just incredibly prone to growing obsessive over things like this. I didn’t really ease into writing fanfiction over time, I sort of just hit the ground running and took off. For reference, I quite literally wrote all of my stories (a collective 146,000 words (I added it up cus I was curious)) in JUST this past year.

I’m kinda not sure what I should do. If I need to “work harder” and “do better”, or if I just need to wait for this influx of self doubt to pass. Or even take a small break from writing, which I don’t necessarily want to do since it’s still something that I greatly enjoy. But if that’s advice worth giving in regards to my predicament, then I suppose it warrants being considered.

(inhale) BUT ANYWAYS, that’s the end of my little vent session. As I said in the beginning, feel free to disregard, or don’t. I could probably use some advice tbh, but don’t want to beg for it. I haven’t had much of an active presence in fandom spaces (or really just active internet presence) for most of my life, so dealing with this sort of thing is still very new to me and I’m not really sure how to navigate it😭.

#I kinda don’t expect anyone to read all this #there’s a strong chance that I’ll privet this post after realizing how pathetic it sounds😭#but uh if you did read it…thanks! and sorry #black butler fanfiction #fanfiction author #ao3 author #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #ao3 #black butler #kuroshitsuji #black butler fandom #kuroshitsuji fandom #fanfiction #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #my post #vent post #rant post

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swimmingclass1978 · 5 months ago

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About me (it pretty late but what ever) :

- so my name is Ariel / Ane 😃

-im a minor if i ever follow your page and you have some nsfw content then dw it was either an accident or i followed you bc of some regular looking post

-your honor im just a silly guy when it comes to the ghostface mask on women (or particualarly hot men)

-im so desperate for a girlfriend its not even funny

-loyal to one mutal and the other one is low key just there lol

- james/remus/barty kinnes im waiting please notice me

-this is basically a call for help lol

-a hellenic pagan but its new so let me be, no convering christians allowed

-Lady Hecate devotee❤️

-slytherin/ravenclaw but if i like you then im giving kinda griffindor energy? Tho i get tired easily and my social battery is lasting max of an hour, in the end of the day im a slytherin bro all the creepy shit i know is proving it

-I'm fine with any pronouns really but mostly he/she, they is also great but she has a special place in my heart even tho i hate it sometimes and he makes me want to scream and giggle

-so im a girl kisser and ace but i don't think i would date amab people. Its nothing personal just my preference but it also depends. (Idk why i put it here its kind of personal need for me to say)

-my favourite colour is green, but like deep green or like dead green not neon green and i also love deep red and black OH AND PURPLE BECAUSE I SAW A DORCAS FANART IN PURPLR AND OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

-im a yapper here but irl i don't talk much

-i love love LOVE true crime, canibalism and necrophilia like if you ever gonna ask me how bodies decompose and then listen to me yap im gonna marry you without questions, with the respect to all the victims and their close ones. no one should have been harmed,

-my natice language is polish but i also speak english tho its not as good as i wish it would be. Im also learning spanish (DO NOT ASK ME ANYTHING IN SPANISH ITS SHIT) and im learning latin on duolingo (i blame donna tartt). I also took german for 2 years (can count to three) and japanise for a year (can onlu introduce myself)

-im obsessed with collecting little animal figures/plushies and giving them names????

-i love reading and all the crafty things like painting, drawing and diy and id love to learn book binding one day even if my printer doesn't agree with me (update: i've binded my own fic it went at least bad)

-im also a poet and a writer so i suffer from creativity more times then id like to but i unfortunatelly love it all too much 😔 i don't publish my poems bc i fear they are not very good but i wish to be a published book author one day

-if you are a hater or use any of these tags: anti <character/ship name> or pro <character/ship name> or you are a canon fanatic who can't stand people having fun then dni bcz i dont want any of your toxic bs on my blog or in my dms/asks thank you very much

- if you want to share you homo/transphobic bs then get out and never come back

-adhd

-im a sucker for good no voldy hogwarts jegulus aus tbh, amd anything that contains slytherin skittles or black brothers/sisters, i love them

-i'm an attention seeking whore when it comes to comments under my ao3 fics im not joking when i say this

-classic literature enthusiastist and Balladyna lover literalnie to moja zona wdym ze ona nie zyje? Zyje w moim sercu

-i hate waking up but i love staying up all night we exist

- jestem na humanie i imo to widać, bo ostatnio zapomniałam jak obsługuje się pierwiastki. Nie wiem też co autor miał na myśli więc chyba jestem w piździe everybody

Fandoms:

-marauders - ao3 hates to see me coming

-greek mythology

- percy jackson

-good omens, i love them but considering things that have been happening then i dont think we will be getting seson 3 anytime soon :((( (update: nail count your fucking days and pray i won't finf out where you live)

-the poppy war thrilogy (started reading age 9 and kinda reggret it but happily it didn't caused me as much of my mental health as i thought) (dont repeat my mistake tho) (i'm weird now)

- bsd but i cant remember all the names yet I know whats going on so its fine

-TPN in every daydreaming sesion i gotta do an au someone as the main 3 its an addiction to amgst at this point. Also im making a petition on recreating season 2 so it will follow the manga

-The secret history and dps my friends hate me in atumn because of those two

-LAPVONE I LOVE IT

-low key papierz polak aż trudno uwierzyć, że polski fandom się nie poddał po 2021

-WIELKI PROSTRACJA BELIVER JAKBY PROSZE WAS GŁOSOWAŁABYM NA NIĄ W WYBORACH PREZYDECKICH 🧍🗣

FAVE MUSIC ARTISTS/BANDS: Mitski, Dawid Podsiadło, Radiohead, Gigi Perez, billie eilish, tv girl, i fear that a bit tyler the creator and chldlish gambino since its winter again (i only listen to him in winter???), the hazbin hotel soumdtrack....?, CZAPEL ROAWR 🗣🗣🗣🦅🦅🦅🦖🦖🦖

FAVE FILMS/BOOKS/BOOK SERIES': Dead Poets Society (book and the movie), 10 things i hate about you, Chłopi (movie and the book), song of the achilles, illiad, lapvona, seven hisbands of evelyn hugo, balladyna kochana moja, prolly more idk its late now,

FAVE CELEBRITIES: Timothy Chalalamele, ATJ, maciej have to, doda, anne hatherway(?), gosia (matka z rodzinki.pl), chapel roar, jezu no nie wiem ethan i andy,

HOBBY: drawing, painting, reading, writing, crocheting, diy, watching edits, baking & cooking, listening to podcast, thrifting, collrcting random items, talking to myself, reading fanfiction and probably more but i forgot, cóż mogę rzec, no człowiek wielu talentów

Current body count: seven kids in my basement, three burried in my garden (i do not have a garden)

I can be very funny believe me 🙏🙏🙏

Im also a charlie kirk hater and a feminist full of hatered (i will judge)

I do not know math but my esseys and creative writing works are amazing (at least i've heard) (from my mama 😃)

Kins: Regulus; Sirius low key but its pretty minor (i wanna be him); Pandora; sometimes Barty?; dorcas AND marlene (i dunno how bro it just happened) (pick your favourite gay)

Im happily married to jegulus twilight au with reg as bella that got abandoned in february 2024 (UPDATE: one chapter was added a month ago we are so back) and to a demon james/human regulus au that is still ongoing but id let it tear me appart and i would apologise to the author( im talking about The Devil Tastes Devine by TheBiButterfly on ao3 (it has me in a chokehold tbh)) and to OTB by @solmussa (hi *shy*)

Ships: jeggy, wolfstar, dorlene, pandlily, marlily, emmary, rosekiller, bartylus, pancas, marylane, lilylane, any marauder lesbians, nobleflower, quillkiller, teddromeda, poppy x minnie (i forgot their ship name), evanreg, jarty, kinda rosekiller + lily, rosestarkillerchaser(any variant of them really), moonwater, percybeth(is that their ship name?), solangelo, (shin)soukoku, any legal lesbian ship thb, i also liked jily in the past but the toxic shippers ruined it for me :( i still love her tho thats my wifey

My ao3 fanfic:

there is a light, i feel it in me: COMPLETE, black brothers angst, jegulus, wolfstar +more, trauma healing, angst/fluff, everything pandora and barty are doing is great i do not make the rules

there is no time; we are all gonna die: blacl cousins angst, Narcissa Black Centric, no beta we die like the blacks, hurt/no comfort, basically idgaf if you dont like the characterisation im just being realistic

Face reveal (bros gonna be blinded by the face card frfr):

Im also a proud owner of this justin biber ahh haircut I thought it was a wonderfull idea few months back and i do feel the best in my skin i've ever felt since my dysphoria went almost 2lvl down but no one want to talk to me at school now i think its not very nice of them tbh im a great person sometimes

Thats all lol have a good time or whatever

#hi #intro post #ask blog #idk what else to tag #marauders #books #70s #jegulus

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yellowocaballero · 2 years ago

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I'd be interested in those writing shortcuts 👀 (don't feel pressured though)

Yeah sure! This is in reference to this and this posts.

These are all pretty 'fic style' stories, because they scaffold off pre-existing canon. It's like you're walking inside of a pre-built house and you're putting up new wallpaper and designing the rooms. Novel style is like if you're building the entire house. So these are really great for fun and if you have writer's block or have problems starting a story. They're also really good if you're practicing your dialogue, scene composition, characterization, etc - they are not good for developing skills on how to build the house, but if you're trying to work on actually making a readable story they're great methods to practice. They're also a lot easier to make good lol.

While writing these out I realized that they're almost entirely AUs. This is because I like AUs. You don't have to do AUs, you can adapt these however you want if you just like writing canon. Loser. Anyway, these are my low-effort stories:

A series of disconnected scenes that take place over a long period of time. If you have an idea in mind (or you just want to use the OG work's timeline), then you can show scenes or moments over a long period in time. For example, ages ago I wrote an AU story following the life of one character. One scene for 2008, one for 2010, one for 2012 etc.

Rewriting canon. If you have an AU idea or have a way in mind to change canon to something you think fucks harder, then you can use pre-existing episodes or season plotlines and just add your own flavor to what already exists. If you write for BNHA you aren't allowed to do this. That's the rule. How is all BNHA fic 600k AUs where one extremely minor detail is changed. God they're boring.

Alternate viewpoint/missing scene of a story you have. Like you can do this for canon too but that sounds super boring. This is actually something I do in order to help the quality of the main story - if I'm finding myself writing a super complicated character, I write another story about him from his POV to help give me a handle on him. Or write her parts of the story from her perspective. It's a writing exercise to help me figure out the character and it is also easy and fun.

"X Meets Y". Do you really like Legally Blonde? Do you think your favorite character being Elle Woods would be really funny? Stuff like that. Would it be really funny if your blorbo was Sharpay Evans? Yes it would be. Yeah I DID write a story many years ago that was "X meets Teen Beach Movie", why?

I don't know how many other people out there have extremely convoluted entire AU ideas, but if you have the whole AU in your mind then it is incredibly easy to write little stories or snippets from the AU. Like, so easy. A stand-out scene in your mind, the life of one supporting character, an alternate POV, whatever. Literally whenever I want to write something absolutely 0 effort whatsoever I go back to one of my 3 bugfuck stupid AUs and write something for them again.

This is actually something I think everybody should do, because it is basically how I learned story structure: find the trashiest, most formulaic genre you can. Watch or read something from that genre, or just collect genre conventions. Use the pre-packaged and pre-written formula to structure your own story and fill in the blanks.

(Also, these aren't very tropey or reliant on shipping/romance beats, which is nice if you want to get away from that stuff)

Nowadays, I find all of that helpful when I feel like doing something 0 effort. When I was a less experienced writer and I deadass did not know how to build a house, then these were really helpful for learning what wallpaper looks good and what arrangement of furniture creates good fung shui and what couches go best with that coffee table. They're also good passing. Seriously, these are like the most popular stories on my AO3. People eat this shit up. Why. They're so lazy.

IDK, these are what I do because they're the kinds of stories I like to write! What you find easy to write will be different. This is all a very personal list. I can see my personal thumbprint (no romance, AU central) really clearly. I'm kind of curious now: what are y'all's favorite low-effort, easy, fun stories to write?

Also as a heads up if your story doesn't have any sort of conflict in it, then it will actually very difficult to write. Trust me. Conflict makes you voom. Do it. Please. Love of god.

#i have BAMBOOZLED all of you into thinking the artemis fowl and first reverse robins story was good #BAMBOOZLED I SAY #my writing #my asks #writing advice #writing #everybody who writes BNHA go home and think about your life.#ok I want to say something like #“and the EASIEST story to write is a roleswap au”#BUT I DON'T WRITE EM CUZ THEYRE EASY #I WRITE EM CUZ THEY'RE FUCKING FUN #and sooo interesting #also easy.

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sunderedazem · 4 months ago

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Hey! It's been a while :D I've been off the Internet for a bit but just know both of your updates have been giving me essential bits of life energy, even though I haven't had time to type something out in appreciation until now. First things first I absolutely love what you wrote for the 'stay?' prompt, it's exactly what I hoped and imagined what could have happened if things hadn't gone so wrong back then. Seriously, it's like you took a look into my brain, I was really imagining scenarios of helios coming back and taking care of an exhausted emet selch �� such good food thanks so much for that.

Okay so back to the actual ao3 updates, I couldn't believe that you guys did the tempering cure so early XD ahhhhhh it was so good! The way it was just a slight shift of perception, how emet selch goes off just barely holding it together, the line "I always believed I would see them again" broke me so bad like how dare you 😭 but honestly finally processing his grief now is great cause it'll be so much better when Hyth comes back 😈 iirc that that's happening. One of my favourite bits was emet selch having company while the cure was being administered, idk there's always something about having support while you're healing. Corrain's writing is superb as always, in the tempering fic as well as the Sharlayan one, he comforted emet selch so well and it was very interesting to see his point of view when he snapped at thancred, poor guy needs a long break and so much therapy. I haven't read the most recent lelesu writings yet but ahhhhhh she has such big sister energy? Such a solid anchor, it's so great every time she gives support.

I think that's all my thoughts for now, so that this doesn't get too long. Thanks so much for the new content, and I hope the both of you are doing well!! Many well wishes <3

Okay! Now it's time to sob over this ask so excuse me while i

And YEAH we couldn't wait to untemper that bastard man and break him even worse. Like imagine waking up and the thing you've been working towards for the last thirteen thousand years is not only principally opposed to what you believe is right, but also now you have to accept that everyone you'd ever loved is dead and gone and will not come back.

(And then they do. Because we are stealing Hyth. And then also stealing Elidibus from Pandaemonium like sorry Athena that man is ours now. And then Hyth is spotting Lahabrea's soul mixed in with Nidhogg and they are Stealing (and helping him put himself back together, and confiscating his wife's evil space rock) him too. And we are stealing the Sundered Ascians as we find them and curing and collecting them, because they all deserve a chance to recover from the literal apocalypse knowing that the star is actually safe. Anyway. I have emotions about the first Final Days and how nobody who lived then deserved what the world and Hydaelyn ended up giving them, no matter if it was necessary or not.)

To be fair it most likely only feels fast because most of what happens in Shadowbringers and the post 5.0 patches happens as it does in canon and tby rewriting all the Same Stuff seems kinda jejune so we skipped it XD. There are a few more pieces from SHB in process though, we just have to finish them.

And YEAH GOD. Corrain can be very cruel on occasion, and him snapping at Thancred for having EXTREMELY JUSTIFIABLE RESERVATIONS (even if he was a jackass about it) wasn't his finest moment. He doesn't even honestly feel so upset about Minfilia, he liked her alright as a person, and she WAS kind to him, but in the moment he's purely reacting in anger, and it dredges up some really nasty parts of him. This is a trait Helios had as well, if uh. You read the Final Days breakup fic XD.

And YEAH I ALSO NEED MORE LELESU ALWAYS. She is so SASSY sometimes. Hey @azems-familiar give us your girl. Grabby hands.

Honestly I know I'm late actually answering but this made my week last week 🥺🥺🥺💙💙💙

#ffxiv #bookwyrmy!

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fitzrove · 1 year ago

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Choose violence Tanz der Vampire (or another fandom if you dont have an answer!) 3, 17, 22!

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

OOH i collected a bunch of these for my video essay xD

This is perhaps way too mean ahdhfh and I think differences in opinion are productive in fandom spaces, but... one old post I screenshotted argued that people who criticise romantic kr*lock x sarah may not in fact be doing it out of seriously analysing canon, and are instead "smashing 'frivolous fangirls' dreams' - because god forbid we ruin the Serious Vampire Musical with something as fluffy as EPIC GOTHIC ROMANCE". XD And then the post pointed out that vampires are a metaphor for escaping societal pressures, especially for young women and lgbtq+ people, so it's actually a deep and good theme in and of itself.

Idk it's sooo ironic how that post posits that specific relationship as women's liberation (and also points out lgbtq people's struggles in society, as a sidenote...) when there are in fact women out there who don't think romance with men liberates them - and in fact, for whom anything of the sort would be a prison and a nightmare (... that society still tries to push on them at every turn). Like I get how some people would like it but your experiences are not universal and it's ironic that they didn't think about what the L in LGBTQ+ means when making the post and even mentioning it ahdhfh

Anyway yeah, I criticise the (over)romanticisation of Krolock and the de-romanticisation and farcification of Alfred because I hate fun and women's rights, hope that helps (hsdhfjfgfkjgk)

17. there should be more of this type of fic/art

Canon-compliant/canon-universe (ie. not AU) Alfred x Sarah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Canon-era, post-canon, vampirified, not vampirified... straight people rights (ahsdhjfjskdfghjld). Oh but I do think I would accept an AU that would make it lesbian alfred x sarah because girl Alfred is so exciting to me (but it would have to be good, I hate when people genderbend and change everything in an illogical way lmao). Both fic and art for this >:]

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

alfred x sarah (XDDD). Máté Kamarás nightmare solo 1 deep lore (jsjajfj mostly a joke). The depths of the Alfred corruption arc thing and the differences in his and Sarah's worldviews/anxieties (as represented metaphorically by how they approach vampirism). I mean there are people who don't ignore these things but there is too much h*rbert x alfred content in proportion (HAHSDHFJFJ sorry, everyone should write what they want, it's just that that time could've been more productively spent writing todolf fanfiction /hj) and it's craaazyyy how marginal alfred x sarah is in fandom and in fan content (14 fics on ao3 if excluding h*rbfred and krolock alfred sarah polyamory) vs. how much people (at least in the past, now it's mostly ignored or talked of positively I think) fight/fought against it and put it down as a ship.

#tysm for asking!!! was fun to reply #musicals #theatre #asks

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hypn0sssss · 10 months ago

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@clueless-shapeshifter I am so sorry Tumblr hates me and does NOT want me to save asks to my drafts for some reason and always posts them before I'm ready idk why!

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Words: 1,107

Fandom: Ensemble Stars!

Pairing: Mayoi Ayase/Tatsumi Kazehaya

@badthingshappenbingo Prompt: Take Me Instead

TW: Mayoi-typical self deprecation/self dehumanizing behavior

OKAY before you get started it is very debatable whether this actually fits the prompt or not! I am so sorry, I genuinely could NOT think of ideas without having to come up with an establish some kind of au! If this does not fit the prompt, I could try again if wanted! I am sincerely sorry!

You can also read this on AO3!

“I think we did rather well today.” Tatsumi speaks up, zipping his bag shut.

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Mayoi can still feel his heart beating rapidly. The show ended about 5 minutes ago, but he can still feel the energy of the crowd as they pack up and leave. Along with the other members of Alkaloid, he was getting changed and collecting his stuff.

“I think so too!” Hiiro cheers. Mayoi and Aira nod in agreement.

“Do you guys still want to go to that restaurant afterwards?” Aira asks, wiping off his makeup.

“Of course.” Tatsumi replies.

“We wouldn't want to waste our reservation, fufu~” Mayoi smiles. He doesn't deserve to be in a group with such pure people, but it does feel nice to have calm moments like these.

After he finishes packing up, he looks over at Aira, who seems to be frantically searching his bag.

“Aira-san, what's wrong?” Mayoi asks, leaning over to see the inside of his junior's bag.

After a few more moments of searching, Aira speaks up. “I can't find the makeup palette that Narukami-senpai let me borrow! I promise I'd give it back to her after the show! I remember putting it back in here after I used it!”

Hiiro walked over to Aira. “Do you need help finding it, Aira?”

The blond looks up at Hiiro. “Yes please.”

“How about this,” Tatsumi starts. “Me and Mayoi-san will make our way to the restaurant, so that we don't lose those reservations, and Hiiro-san can help Aira-san find the makeup palette. Then, you two can meet us there.”

Hiiro smiles up at Tatsumi. “That works, Tatsumi-senpai! We'll see you there!”

After a moment, the two older Alkaloid members head out of the backstage area, walking towards the new restaurant that opened recently.

“Fufu~ You did very well tonight, Tatsumi-san.” Mayoi breaks the silence. Tatsumi smiles at Mayoi, grabbing his hand.

“Thank you, Mayoi-san. You did as well.”

Mayoi’s smile was slightly shaky, but overall grateful. A bug like him doesn't deserve to be praised by such a holy person like Tatsumi. But… Tatsumi seems so genuine, that Mayoi can't find it in himself to deny it.

The two continue to walk silently, still hand in hand. All that could be heard were the sounds of the early evening. It calms down any adrenaline Mayoi may have still had from the show.

It was when they were about one block away from the restaurant that they heard an excited squeal. Then, a group of 2 girls approaches them.

“Oh my God!! Mayoi Ayase and Tatsumi Kazehaya!!” The first one cheers. “We're such big fans!! We saw the show today, it was amazing!!”

The second one, without any warning, slings her arm over Mayoi's shoulders. Mayoi flinches slightly, but the person doesn't budge. “I’m such a big fan, Mayoi-san! You've been my favorite since Alkaloid debuted!”

He squirms slightly under the fan’s arm, but she doesn't notice. Tatsumi does, and tries to pull Mayoi away from her. It doesn't succeed, and Mayoi notices the first fan look down at the two idols’ conjoined hands.

“Nao, look! I told you they had something going on!”

Now with hands that are starting to shake, Mayoi pulls his hand away from Tatsumi’s. Tatsumi opens his mouth to speak, but the second fan, Nao, beats him to it.

“Oh my god!! I told you, Minako!!” She leans closer to Mayoi, her arm still wrapped around his shoulders. The first girl, Minako, also approaches Mayoi.

“So long has it been?”

“Have you guys kissed?”

“Do you ever plan to tell the public?”

“I've been shipping you two since the beginning!”

Mayoi can feel his hands start to shake even more. The girls are too close, they're asking too many questions, they're so loud. All Mayoi wants to do is to yell at them, tell them to stop.

But that would be rude, would it not? What if the girls told people about it? Wouldn't that bring negative attention to Alkaloid?

So he just stands these, frozen under Nao's arm and the girls’ questions. His breathing shudders slightly as he continues to shake.

“Excuse me, you two.” Tatsumi speaks up. Mayoi can feel the fan’s arm be taken off his shoulder. “Mayoi-san is obviously uncomfortable. Please back up.”

Despite him staring at his feet, Mayoi can hear the fans back up.

“If you have any questions, you can take them up with me instead.”

“Really?” Minako asks, looking over at Tatsumi.

“Yes, I can.” He answers. He looks over at Mayoi, mouthing something at him.

‘Start going to the restaurant. I'll meet you there.’

Mayoi nods, scurrying off. The rest of the walk to the restaurant goes by in a blur, and he soon finds himself in front of the restaurant. He sits on one of the benches outside of the restaurant. He can't find it in himself to go in.

As always, he was totally useless. He couldn't say a single word to those fans. He had to make Tatsumi step in. He shouldn't have had to do that, but Mayoi was just so worthless, so helpless, that he couldn't do a thing.

After a moment (it could have been just a couple minutes, or half an hour, Mayoi couldn't tell), he hears footsteps approaching him. He looks up to see Tatsumi looking at him, brows furrowed in concern.

“...Mayoi-san. Are you okay?”

Mayoi doesn't know how to answer. He's already scum for making Tatsumi worry about him this much, he can't make it worse.

Tatsumi sits down on the bench next to Mayoi, placing his hands on top of Mayoi's.

“I didn't tell them anything, if that helps. I asked them to reconsider their behavior and refused to answer any of their questions about us.”

“...Thank you Tatsumi-san.”

The two sit in silence for a moment before Mayoi takes his hands away from Tatsumi’s, covering his face.

“I'm sorry! I was so useless! I'm sorry you have to be with someone so pathetic that you had to stand up for me! I can't do anythiiing!”

“Mayoi-san.” Tatsumi pulls Mayoi into a hug, rubbing his back. “You were overwhelmed, and those fans overstepped boundaries. You don't need to apologize.”

Mayoi doesn't deserve this comfort. He knows that. But the affection feels so nice. He leans into the touch.

“Would you like to go to the dorms? Those girls already made us late to the reservation, so I could call Aira and tell them to go straight home with Hiiro.”

“...Are you sure?”

Tatsumi lets go of the hug and stands up. He gently helps Mayoi stand up.

“I am. Let's go home.”

#ensemble stars #enstars #mayoi ayase #tatsumi kazehaya #bad things happen bingo #my writing

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marsbar17 · 11 months ago

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DVA and Bridgette tonight queen 🤭🫶

IVE BEEN OBSESSED WITH THIS SHIP LATELY OMG

Anyone else obsessed with mekamechanic you should read this fanfiction by The_Big_Oof on AO3

Anyways on to the headcannons :)

CONTAINS: NSFW further below

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《SFW》

• This ship just works so well because they're both awkward nerds in their own ways like dhdhjsja

• D.Va is obviously the most loser gamer out there (i say this affectionately :3) who's social skills are probably terrible because most of her life is portrayed on social media

• Brigitte is very family-centered and her godfather is literally in Overwatch with her, that must make relationships awkward pffff, also she's just a big buff lady who's very kind-hearted and shy

• They probably got together due to other peoples' influence, Tracer definitely takes most of the credit for getting them together

• Brigitte loves HARD, she's head over heels for D.Va, every action she takes has D.Va in mind, she watches all her streams from start to finish, she puts D.Va's feelings and happiness above her own

• D.Va is centered a bit more around herself due to all the pressure of fans and Busan's expectations of her, she has a harder time remembering that Brigitte has needs and wants aswell, but she gets the hang of it over time

• Their love languages are definitely gift giving and quality time

• Brigitte will buy anything that reminds her of D.Va, bunny plushies, keychains from her favorite games, snacks and drinks that she likes, literally anything

• D.Va just likes being around Brigitte, gaming together in eachothers rooms, fixing up Tokki after a tough mission, working on one of Brigitte's projects, sitting beside eachother at meals, they're always together

• They go on little arcade dates and fast foods dates where they set up picnics in really pretty spots and just eat junk food pffff

• They're also the type of couple to just go on walks through town, where all the shop owners know them by name and ask Brigitte to fix their shit

• D.Va likes being able to carry Brigitte while she's in her mech, she likes being tall and strong :)

• Literally everyone in Overwatch knows they're dating, how can you not when they're like a highschool couple cuddling in the hallways

• Brigitte definitely calls D.Va bunny, kanin (bunny in swedish), and darling

• D.Va calls Brigitte baby and jagiya, idk she doesn't seem like the type of partner to use a lot of pet names

《NSFW》

• They're both switches but Brigitte probably tops more often

• D.Va is the more dominant one though, we support power bottoms on this blog

• Honestly they're too sweet for any kinky shit, D.Va is definitely into toys tho

• She's got a small collection, nothing too insane or huge just a bunch of dildos and vibrators because why not

• There favorite positions are missionary and riding, I use those a lot but like yes

• Kisses during, a lot of kisses and body worship

• Brigitte makes sure that D.Va knows she's fucking beautiful, and D.Va makes sure Brigitte knows that she's pleasing her so good

• I can't think of any more hrhdjks they're too sweet man

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Thank you for reading my mindless rambling shdhjaka

If you like my work liking and reblogging takes like 30 seconds and really helps me as a creator. Requesting ships or other things also really helps me and I like it a lot, so please do!

Have a good day :)

#overwatch #overwatch headcanons #overwatch brigitte #overwatch dva #brigitte #brigitte lindholm #dva #hana song #writing #ow #ow dva #ow brigitte #lesbian

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ghoste-catte · 1 year ago

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hi! I'm not sure if this is an odd question but do you ever experience anxiety when it comes to sharing your fics and if so, how do you deal with that? I used to enjoy writing but somehow I got stuck in a loop where I avoid sharing my works out of fear that others will judge what I create but this also keeps me from improving at all. I know content creators are generally told to not worry about making mistakes and that it's also part or the process but I find this is easier said than done.. (this makes me respect any kind of artist so much more tbh. like, I think the worst kind of pressure is the one you put onto yourself and idk how others deal with that?) anyways, thanks for reading, I'm a big fan of yours 🙏🥰

Not an odd question at all!

When I first started writing fic as an adult, I had horrible anxiety about it. I had written maybe 10 "fics" as a teenager, but they were all really short or something stupid I had written with friends. So when I dipped my toes back into fanfic in my 20s, I had to sit in complete isolation in my bedroom, with the door closed, with headphones in. Even though my wife knew I was writing fic, I absolutely could not have her in the room with me. When I first started, I was so mortified that I'd just write G and L if I was handwriting in a notebook, just in case someone inexplicably saw it.

For me, what helped me get over that escalating anxiety and actually post the damn thing was twofold:

I joined an event, where I had assigned prompts and an assigned posting date, so I felt a sense of external pressure and obligation to post.

I had been rolling Hanakotoba around in my head for literal years, and I really did want people to read it.

I do understand the feeling of vulnerability with taking the text and putting it out there for others. There's often, for me at least (still to this day!), a feeling of apprehension about people being able to know things about me based on my work. I overcome this generally by writing for events, prompts, and other people. It both ups the pressure to actually produce and post something and feels a bit less vulnerable: no, see, I wrote this for something; this isn't just my personal id on display.

So if your issue is the mortifying idea of being known, we're lucky to live in a time where you have a few options:

You can post your fic to the Anonymous collection on Ao3, so that no one ties it to you specifically.

You can pick a username that doesn't link to any of your other usernames and not link your socials to the fic, leaving it fully pseudonymous.

You can turn off comments, screen comments, or disallow comments from guest users on Ao3.

You can post the fic and orphan it (though this removes any control you have over the fic like being able to edit or delete it).

You can post the fic with minimal tags (just 'Creator Chose Not to Warn' and a fandom), to reduce the likelihood of it being seen.

Add a disclaimer (even one of those silly tags like 'No beta; we die like Neji') or something in the author's note to let potential readers know how you're feeling. Something like: "Hey, this is my first time posting a fic, so I'm really nervous! Encouragement is very welcome." (The one thing I wouldn't suggest doing is putting something like, "I know this sucks!" - that does genuinely turn people off from reading.)

If your concern is the publication of judgment, I don't think you have much to worry about there. Fandom has largely moved away from a concrit culture (where public posting was automatically assumed to be an invitation for people to critique your work, sometimes harshly). I rarely see people leave critical comments on fic. That's not to say I've never seen them, but they're easy enough to delete and just not respond to.

On the other hand, if you're just worried about internet randos thinking things about you in their head but not saying anything ... I hate to not have very good advice about this, but it really is just something you have to let go. Just like you can't control what anyone thinks of you in real life, you can't control how they think of you or your work online. Your work isn't gonna be for everyone, and that's okay! What matters is that you like it or want to share it.

One last thing: There's no shame in writing for yourself and not publishing. You don't need to publish to improve. If improvement is your goal, check out writing advice blogs, pick apart the stories you like to find the things that make them work for you, and read voraciously. It's practice that leads to improvement, not publication.

Sorry for the essay. I hope this is helpful!!

#answered #Anonymous

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inkystaarart · 2 years ago

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the lineups of my daydreamer au aka my highschool au i drew while watching yhs

these are just the sketches of the first few profiles i had written in my notes. i did a few sketches like 2 months ago basically introducing the sibling pairs but i’ll explain the characters drawn here better.

keep in mind these are all pretty much headcannons. i built this kind of like TommyInnit Changed the Chat to GENDER SMP

(this is a very long post)

Grian Xequla Dreamslayer

he/they/star/chirp pronouns

bisexual (i might change this later?)

student council. basically boatem and a few others are on the student council with mumbo as president (at first)

avian/watcher. he has an improved eyesight and he can occasionally see through walls.

flock: mumbo, scar, pearl, etho, timmy, martyn, big b, and joel (joel is not official yet)

orchetra kid. he plays the viola.

Pearl Moon Dreamslayer

she/void/star

queer

student council

dating gem.

avian/watcher. can see through walls some days. or see people’s skulls. it’s funny. sometime she just says “you have a nice skull” to someone without context and scars them for life. (basically context for that one obscure pearl post i made a few months ago)

genderfae!

flock: grian, gem, impulse, jimmy, martyn, big b

Jimmy Solidarity Dreamslayer

he/it/feather

bisexual

he’s an avian/watcher. although he got mostly avian genes. sometimes he has improved eyesight but usually he doesn’t. depends on the day. he’s the least watcher out of all of them.

flock, pearl, grian, joel (not official), scott, martyn, big b

on the school’s swim team. based on empires s1 since he was a cod boy? idk i didn’t watch that season from his pov

he looks up to grian. i actually can’t mention a lot of what i put in this paragraph on my notes app because it reveals a shit ton about grian’s backstory and i’d rather hurt you on ao3 in a few months. if you do read.

Mumbo K. Jumbo

he/it/gear/zero

unlabeled

student council president! he was sick when everyone voted for president so he was president

etho’s twin.

likes to study end crystals!

Etho Slab Jumbo

they/echo/daze

aceflux

mumbo’s twin

really good friends with grian because i love their dynamic. mumbo sometimes gets jealous

dated joel in middle school

orchestra kid. he plays the cello

in the sparring club at school. practically the best sparring person there.

Scar Goodtimes Smajor

he/it/meow/fizz

omnisexual

student council. he’s in charge of designing school merch

fey

scott and scar are irish twins. they’re in different school years for story purposes.

favorite sport is archery. if you know you know

orchestra kid. plays the violin.

Scott Chromia Smajor

he/color/lucid/ve

gay

does not have a favorite color. loves them all equally.

collects crystals

Bdubs Smajor

he/moss/thorn

questioning. or unlabeled queer.

clings to etho and cleo a lot. calls them dad and mom.

Fail Whip “Fwhip” Tay

he/it/gold

demisexual

he’s adopted into gem’s family. and also random headcannon: gem and fwhip have two moms. they’re cool like that.

Gemini “Gem” Tay

she/they/daisy/thorn

bisexual

dating pearl

band kid. plays the trombone.

False Symmetry Shadow

she/they/it/wing

pansexual, polyamorous

dating cleo and stress

in the sparring club at school. wins a lot. except against etho.

shapeshifter. she can change what hybrid or species she appears as, just not her physical humanoid details (if that makes sense) she usually appears as an avian but without the wings.

Lizzie Shadow

she/xe/meow

bisexual

dating joel

shapeshifter. she switches between a fish lady (for when she swims) and a cat hybrid. someday i’ll better explain how the shadow family’s shape shifting powers work

joel acts tough and like he can protect her but lizzie defends him in fights and everyone is scared of lizzie but not joel because joel is short

dyed her hair pink. joel helped her and then lizzie convinced him to do a green streak in his hair

on the school swim team

orchestra kid. plays either the bass or the viola. depends.

Tango Tek Shadow

he/ve/sun

polysexual

most of my notes on him are for his future relationship

shapeshifter. takes the form of a demon/netherborn

Impulse SV Daemonium

he/they/demon

gay

skizz’ twin

skizz calls him piss demon because his horns, the tips of his ears, and his tail are colored yellow

Skizz MC Daemonium

he/him

straight

i legit wrote “single. not ready to mingle. never will be” in his notes.

this concludes part one.

#my art #digital art #fanart #not finished #daydreamer (highschool au)#bowie’s au: daydreamer #bowie speaks

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eggtwobroes · 2 years ago

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frenrye

i dont evem know who these guys ARE!

jokes aside though i luv frenrey. frenrey means alot to me which sounds kind of funny to say. its an inside joke to several friend groups (3 friendgroups i can think of off the top of my head). its a comfort. it makes me unironically nauseous if i think about it in bad contexts. i couldnt look at it for a little bit due to bad associations. it also helped me figure out alot about myself (mostlu helped me figure out that im. fictoromantic </3)

alot of text under the cut sorry. WATCH OUT! (ship ask game)

as for what it means to me personally, at first i was annoying with hlvrai. i had the worst possible characterizations yiu could possibly conjure up because i wanted to frankenstein every fucking ao3 trait for benrey and gordon together because i thought that was the way to characterize them. i was also 13 so whatever. i also projected onto benrey HARD which made him more annoying and me more annoying also. at some point i projected too hard and got nauseous with the ship cuz i convinced myself that i was projecting trauma about my ex friends onto them.??? which was weird but i ended up reaching some closure regarding those ex friends a little while ago and also at the time i realised "hm. no this is stupid" and moved on. then i got on tumblr and became a bigger frenrey fan (really funny to say) and it started meaning more to me... my characterizations got better ovr time (same with my art) and everything was goung well. i had friends who liked frnerey and also i liked frenrey myself. peace and love on planet autism. and then the thing in june happened when my now ex friend told me something about literally everyone in The Frenrey Discord server which caused alot of stuff that i wont explain cuz i think you guys know it by now. that was embarrassing. i also couldnt look at frenrey because i associated it with that and it made me sick to my stomach to think about. at some point i got normaler and less mentally ill and stuff. frenrey also became a relaly big inside joke in my friend groups and stuff <3 i dont really make as much frenrey art as i used to now since im more of a darnrey enthusiast at this point but thats cuz i did figure out im fictoro bcuz of it (shoutout to my wife. girdon)

other than what it personally means 2 me its also a really funny dynamic. guy shows up and starts pestering you the WHOLE FUCKING DURATION of the worst days of ur life. claims he used to know you when you were kids (you fucking didnt). and ur brains response to this is "lets kiss with tongue" its so funny. in canon context its like. this guy plays a game and meets the most fucking insufferable npc of his life and falls in love with him when hes literally not even tangible. how do you store that much emotion towards a character from a game you could just turn off dude. theyre both pathetic i think. their dynamic is kinda hard to describe. i think its funny when benreys head over heels for this guy that hates his guts. i think its funny if they both hate eachothers guts and are simultaneously thinking "i hope this guy fucking goes to hell. i bet he wants to kiss me. good thing i dont want that". i think its funny if benrey doesnt care about gordon at all and just harasses him cuz he thinks its funny and gordons like "god this guy sucks. would it be weird if i kissed him. id hate that probably". idk its a very fun ship to play around with its very flexible.. they fit as queerplatonic, romantic, AND platonic. they work out in game and nongame scenarios. they work in aus because theyre opposites. its so fun. im like dr frankenstein and frenrey is my frankensteins monster that i test on just to see what happens and what works best. idk how else to end this paragraph and continue to the next one sorry

mre related to the first bit about how theyre an inside joke. heres a collection of frenrey related images that are inside jokes or about inside jokes

theres also a lot more videos i have but i cant put themall here. sadly. heres one at least

#im not maintagging any of this for several reasons #asks #NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT #TALKING ABOUT FRENREY TO MARCIE MADE US CLOSER. WERE QPPS NOW #TAHTS SO FUCKING FUNNY TO ME

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leviathans-watching · 3 years ago

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Hi!!! I love your writing so much and your most recent one is so pure 😫 So I have an idea/request that I’ve been hesitant to submit (bc I’m so shy and insecure and overthink lol) but here it goes: what if the demon bros, before they fell to the devildom, they were in the celestial realm and they used to date angel!MC (if dating was allowed in the celestial realm? Idk) and after the fall, they hadn’t seen them until the exchange program, where Angel!MC was one of the exchange students and they’re reunited?

Or this same thing but when they’re reunited, MC falls for another one of the brothers?

I can’t decide if I want angst or fluff 🙃 idk. You can choose this. But please, if you don’t want to or are uncomfortable writing something like this, you don’t have to do it. Either ways, I think your writing is amazing!! 💓

(Could I be 🍀 anon?? Just so you can recognize me in the future?)

@the-goddamn-mermaid asked: Well, I've been reading your headcanons and fanfics for a while and I saw your requests are open, so I thought, ya know... Can't help falling in love by Elvis Presley, right? Maybe you could write about MC being an angel and Lucifer (my fave <3) in the verge of tears bc he can't help falling in love with her (or them. I'm a woman, but do as you please). Pretty please?? 💕

haunted & holy

includes: lucifer x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

rated t | wc: 2k | m.list | crossposted on ao3

a/n: okay so this idea intrigued me so so much and i loved writing but i have a feeling some of it will be a little clunky as lucifer's pov gives me trouble sometimes haha. also it was difficult weaving belphie's situation in there but i tried lol. regardless, i hope you enjoy!! thank you for requesting! my inbox is open to chat/leave feedback but reqs are temporarily closed!! haunted & holy is from half alive's creature btw! (and yes, you can be 🍀 anon!!)

also please reblog this here & give it some love on ao3!!

“We’ll always be together, right?” you asked, clasping his hand softly.

“Of course,” Lucifer replied with ease, flipping your hand over so he could hold it for real. “Nothing in this world could ever take me from you.”

Oh, how those words played in his head when he fell, your tear-stained face the last thing he had seen. Your hand, reaching futilely for him, even as you were pulled back by several other angels.

He still thought of you, though it had been years since anyone dared mention your name. Diavolo and Barbatos, unaware of your existence, and his brothers, who now knew better.

But he didn’t forget you. Couldn’t forget you. You haunted his dreams, your airy laugh echoing in his mind when he awoke, inescapable. Every line of your face was still sharp in his mind, not dulled, like many of the other memories from the Angel Realm.

Once, he had thought time closed all wounds, but now, he knew better.

When Diavolo had put him in charge of picking out exchange students, he couldn’t stop himself from paging through all of the applications from the Angel Realm, looking for your name. It wasn’t there, and Lucifer wasn’t exactly surprised. You never had been big on politics, and who knew if you still missed him the way he did you. It had been hundreds of years.

Despite the very logical and understandable reasons, he couldn’t help but be upset. Did you not remember him? Did your promise of never leaving his side truly mean nothing now that he was no longer graced?

Lucifer felt a headache building behind his eyes and looked at the stack of applications from the Human Realm he still had to go through. The job was a chore, and he wished to be done with it.

Perhaps he had been more hopeful than he was willing to admit.

A gust of wind scattered the papers on his desk and he reached over to grab one, not even bothering to look at the name as he slid it into the stack of other chosen applicants. Whatever. It was a human anyway, not like they were going to last long here no matter who they were.

Sighing, Lucifer set about collecting the rest of the papers and throwing them in the wastebasket. Diavolo would have to live with his choices, and really, the sooner he finished with this he could turn his attention back to internal affairs, more important ones.

Surveying his office one last time to make sure everything was picked up, Lucifer stood. He would take the chosen applications to Diavolo to look over and then wash his hands of it all until Diavolo needed him again.

Lucifer stood next to Diavolo, on his right, as always. Today was the day they’d be welcoming the exchange students in and he had to be in top form, especially since he’d be welcoming Simeon, who, while wasn’t you, was someone he also missed from the Angel Realm, loathe as he was to admit it.

Besides, he thought to himself, perhaps I can ask him for news of you. Not right away, of course, but still…

Performing his duties as Simeon and Luke were welcomed to R.A.D. was painful. The small glimpse of the familiar palace he used to reside in through the portal was enough to send his mind wandering, even is by all appearances he seemed perfectly focused. Diavolo, of course, seemed to see something was off, but Lucifer ignored the probing look he was sent, smiling pleasantly, impersonally, at the angels.

It took no time at all for the angels to be shuttled off to their new residence, though Simeon managed to nod to Lucifer as he was led out, something Lucifer acknowledged with the slightest nod of his own.

“Are you alright?” Diavolo asked when they were alone once more, asides from Barbatos, of course.

“Ah, yes,” Lucifer said calmly, smoothing his tie down. “I apologize.”

Diavolo’s face softened slightly, and Lucifer couldn’t stop the frown that pulled at the corners of his mouth in response. Despite having been born and raised in the underworld, he was still too full of love, too caring of others. While that made him a good person and leader, it didn’t always make him a great demon.

“Is this about Belphegor?” Diavolo pressed, and Lucifer’s spine straightened.

“Of course not,” he said smoothly, watching as Barbatos’ eyebrows climbed up towards his hairline. Maybe he should have lied; it would have stopped the questions. “Shouldn’t we be getting on with it? We don’t have all day.”

Diavolo gave him one more, deep, searching look, but dropped it. It didn’t take long for everyone to be settled back into their places, him included. Shaking off the thoughts and memories of you and of his time as an angel, Lucifer drew his sin around him like armor, forcing his shoulders down.

Solomon seemed to see right through him, his mischievous gaze giving Lucifer a slimy feeling. Thankfully, the sorcerer was able to make himself comfortable quickly, as it was likely this wasn't his first time in the Devildom.

Only one more, Lucifer told himself. Then you can leave.

“I’m going to begin summoning the last exchange student,” Barbatos intoned, beginning the magic. A swirling portal, the same as all of the others, opened up, and you fell through, not quite managing a graceful landing like everyone else.

Lucifer felt frozen, as he looked down at you. It couldn't be! No, seriously. When he had fallen, you were a favored angel. This human in front of him couldn’t be one and the same.

But, as you looked up at him, eyes gleaming, he knew.

Diavolo went through his little speech and Lucifer only barely managed to deliver his lines. His mind was whirling, and he couldn't look away from you. How were you here? Why were you here?

You stared at him right back, steady. Lucifer could barely contain himself. He wanted to sweep you up in his arms, shake you by the shoulders, get to the bottom of things.

It seemed like an eternity, but eventually, he was tasked with taking you back to the House of Lamentation. He waited for you to gather your things, which you did with haste, your fumbling so far removed from the graceful movements from before that he was thrown into another loop of doubt.

Neither of you spoke until you were out of the R.A.D. building and walking down the street.

“Is it really you?” Lucifer asked, staring straight ahead. “Not some- magic, or trickery?”

“It is,” you said, and your voice, so familiar, made his heart beat faster. “I’ve missed you, Lucifer. So much.”

“Prove it to me,” he challenged, his cocky tone only barely covering up the plea in his voice. “If it’s really you, what promise did we make to one another in the grove by the palace?”

You looked up at him, a little half-smile on your face. “We promised to always be together. And I’ve come here to fulfill that promise.”

Lucifer swallowed, elation singing in his bones. “I’ve missed you too. How are you here? How are you human?”

You sighed, looking up at the dark sky. “I was… displeased with the situation around your fall and the Celestial War. I kicked up enough of a fuss that I was stripped of my grace and sent to live with the humans.” There’s obviously more to the story that you’re not saying, but he won’t pry. For now.

“I was trying to get down here, and I think Micheal knew that,” you continued, “which is why he put me in the human realm. Enough of my grace remained that I did not age nor could I die, so I stayed. In limbo, waiting. When I learned about the exchange program I knew I had finally found my way back to you.”

“You’re foolish,” Lucifer said, but there was no heat. “To get yourself stripped of your holiness for me. I was not- am not worth that.”

Your face twists into a scowl. “It wasn’t just about you,” you explained. “Heaven was just no longer the place for me. There were many things I did not agree with that only got worse when you and your brothers were gone.”

“I see,” Lucifer said. He had had no idea.

“But that’s all in the past,” you insisted. “I’m here now, and you’re here now, and we can begin anew. I mean,” you say, shy for the first time since you had appeared, “if that’d be something you were interested in, of course.”

“How could it not be?” Lucifer asked wryly. “A day hasn’t gone by that I haven’t thought of you. MC, you were the love of my life and I hope that you still are. Though this is all a bit unorthodox-”

“-When have we ever been?” you finished for him, grabbing his hand like you had so long ago. And, just like before, Lucifer held it properly, weaving his fingers between his. He felt off-kilter and unsure, but for the first time in a long while, looked forward to the future.

You were humming under your breath, obviously in good spirits even though there was so much still unknown. Lucifer was never one for being fanciful, nor did he ever think that the ‘reunion’ trope was a particularly poignant one, but maybe he was wrong.

“A lot has changed since we last saw one another,” Lucifer said suddenly, the words bursting out of him. As much as he loved you, so much was different. He had another brother, for crying out loud! “I’m not the same man you fell in love with.”

“And I’m not the same person either,” you replied after a moment. “I don’t expect you to be the same, or for us to be the same, but like I said before I’d be interested in pursuing a relationship despite that. I have faith that I’ll love you, no matter which version of yourself you are, and I’d never fault you for growing and changing, especially with all that has happened.” You laughed. “You probably think I’m being naive, and so what if I am? It’s only the first day I’ve been here. We have a whole year before we truly need to worry.”

There you go again, calming him down when he gets ahead of himself.

“I suppose you’re correct,” Lucifer says, seeing the wrought iron gates to the manor. “As always. Ah, prepare yourself for my brothers. We have a lot to explain.”

“I’m excited to see them all again,” you said lightly. “And to meet the new one. Satan, was it?”

Lucifer jolts, remembering Belphegor. “About that,” he said, “first we may have to take a trip to the attic.”

“Whatever for?” you ask, but already seem prepared to follow him, no questions asked. Diavolo may be mad, and Lucifer would be in a lot of trouble from a bunch of people, but situations change and he thought he was doing the correct thing, so…

“It’s kind of hard to explain.” Sheepishly, he rubbed the back of his neck. “But when you yell at me I promise I’ll deserve it.”

“Okay,” you declared, dubious. “You’re not exactly filling me with confidence here.”

That made him chuckle a little. You were so different, but still you. And oh, how he had craved your presence.

“I really missed you,” he stated again instead of the hundreds of other things he wanted to say. He thought you knew what he meant regardless. The ‘l-word’. The one he had been too hesitant to say, even back when you were both angels. Surely, it was too soon to say it now, even though he felt it in his heart, whatever of it remained.

“And we’ve established I’ve missed you,” you said, a note of humor in your voice. “But thankfully I don’t have to do that anymore.”

“Thankfully indeed,” Lucifer murmured as he prepared himself for the chaos that would come. The chaos that would be completely and undeniably worth it, because now, he had you by his side once more.

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wangxianficrecs · 4 years ago

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I'm in the mood for a fic where...

I have almost 40 of these, so I broke them in half. If your request isn’t here, just wait for the next post. Also, I’ll need more help than usual, because I didn’t have a lot of time to find things.

***ANNOUNCEMENT*** Y’all might be interested in submitting your Mood For cravings to the @mdzs-kinkmeme, where authors lurk with pens ready to slake your thirst. It’s also a prompt collection on AO3: Mó Dào Zǔ Shī | The Untamed Kink Meme 2021 Q1.

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1. Do you know any fics where Wei Wuxian grows up in Quinhe with the Nie sect? I just got the thought in my head that Wei Wuxians moral compass is actually very similar to that of Nie Mingjue, who believes in fairness and justice and pursues both relentlessly, even though their personalities couldn't possibly be more opposite, with Wei Wuxian being quite arrogant and eager to prove himself, and Nie Mingjue being rather down to earth and humble. Also I kind of enjoy the idea of Wei Wuxian and Nie Huaisang as partners in crime and I think it would be awesome if they had grown up together.

My Non-Yunmeng Wei Wuxian post has a Nie section in it.

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2. gosh I love your blog so much.....you're really out here being the fandom mvp 💯💯💯 [Aw, thanks!] so, my question is, can you recommend some fics where wwx is a teacher? preferably post-canon with baby lan juniors, but I'll also take modern au stuff; I've exhausted everything I could find with my limited searching capabilities and I am THIRSTY for this trope!! it's just what wwx is so perfectly suited for, I could go on for hours about teacher!wwx lmao (also I'm going to start my own teacher training in a couple of months' time, and as someone who projects on wwx far too much, it just really hits the spot yknow) [Good luck with the training!!!]

Here are works I’ve tagged with #teacher wei wuxian.

And Time Is But a Paper Moon by sami (M, 139k, wangxian, first in series, my post)

Something Good by boxoftheskyking (T, 43k, wangxian)

put our dreams through the shredder by Rinnoa (T, 125k, wangxian, WIP)

And Yet Here You Are by cosmicmilktea (T, 10k, wangxian)

The envy of the world by vulnerable_bead (E, 49k, wangxian, my post) - Teacher! WWX, *and* post-canon, *and* with Lan juniors

what do you mean this goes in that by yeasting_laozu (nanthebread) (T, 10k, wangxian, WIP, my post) - sex ed teachers wangxian

Discources on Salt and Iron by dragonofeternal (T, 13k, juniors & wei wuxian)

no fear of fire by chomrafy (G, 4k, wangxian) - WWX teaches LJY the dizi; informed by the author’s own experience as a flutist

#teacher wei wuxian tag on AO3 has 61 works!

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3. Hello! Your blog has been one of the things that kept me sane in this pandemic and I am thankful to you for that! [Thank you!] I have a question if you know any fic where wwx has jyl's tenderness? Sort of like a fic where wwx swapped personalities with jyl, and he became like the supportive and gentle older brother. Thank you!

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4. Hey do you know any fics in which people comment on or notice mo xuanyu wwx and lwj's age difference?

Help, My Dad Is Fucking Someone My Age!! by sweetlolixo (T, 3k, wangxian)

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5. hello! can you recommend fics where wwx suffer poverty/his life is just generally miserable please, modern or canon era doesn't matter thank you!!!(↑ω↑)

May I Breathe by GammaRays (E, 75k, wangxian, WIP)

Where You Fell by Sweet_William (M, 191k, wangxian, 3zun, sangcheng, WIP)

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6. Do you know any fics where Wangxian break up and the whole story is just angst until they get back together? Maybe they can't even stand being with each other because of some misunderstanding, idk, I'm in the mood for a lot of angst.

Tempo Rubato by Spodumene (E, 108, wangxian, my post)

the necromancer's fairytale by iliacquer (E, 17k, wangxian)

Life as a House by Terri Botta (Isilwath) (T, 55k, wangxian)

estuaries by mrsronweasley (E, 34k, wangxian)

How's It Going To Be by heartsdesire456 (E, 19k, wangxian)

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7. Hi !! I'm so thankful for all your hard work ~ it's so entertaining and I found some of my favorites through your blog !! [I’m so glad!] I was wondering if you know any fics where JYL is strong- cultivation speaking ? Like- she also fights from the beginning and is generally badass ? Thancc u in advance ✨

Here is my #BAMF jiang yanli tag, which is primarily any work by KouriArashi

❤️Love made visible by Moominmammashandbag (M, 30k, wangxian, jyl x wzl - a pairing that was supremely perfect, my post)

❤️Here Again (Spirits Rise, Unbroken) by TheDefenestrator (T, 74k, wangxian, WIP, my post)

Jiang Rising by eebee (M, 99k, wangxian, WIP)

Sail Away Sweet Sister by sami (M, 74k, wangxian, nieli)

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8. yooooo do some of you know any fics where there's a younger top!lwj? kinda liking the dynamics right now. thank youuu

Conquering the Emperor by catbrainedschemes (E, 21k, wangxian)

until i make you mine by mellowflicker (E, 6k, wangxian)

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9. Hi! I've read few interesting LZ fucks fics from your recs [hee, hee, hee]; in which either LWJ hooks up to cope with his crush on WWX, then WWX finds out, is into it and realises his feelings; or they are strangers and start to hookup as some kind of arrangement. Now I'm looking for something different and more angsty, where they've known each other but WWX is not fine when he discovers that LWJ fucks. Maybe it hurts him since he's already aware of his feelings, or it somehow makes him feel less worthy of LWJ?

(our friendship) up against the ropes by daltoneering (E, 36k, wangxian)

Dolores (the power of suffering) by lanzhanofgusu (M, 19k, wangxian, WIP) - roles reversed

show me a quiver, give me tonight by spookykingdomstarlight (E, 116k, wangxian)

So I love you because I know no other way than this by Trueredhearts (E, 21k, wangxian)

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10. Hello! Do you or your followers could recommend fics where there are 2 Lan Wangjis and 1 Wei Wuxian, or the other way around 1 Lan Wangji and 2 Wei Wuxians???? Is there a tag about that in ao3? [Oooh, there should be, but I don’t know it.] Im trying to look for fics like that but it is difficult to find!

How to Deal with the Conundrum of Your Past Self: A Case Study by anatheme (E, 17k, wangxian)

Incense Burner (Reprise) by sevenless (E, 6k, wangxian)

Beyond Your Mildest Dreams by giantomelette (E, 6k, wangxian)

Round One? by orphan_account (E, 3k, wangxian)

Everything I Hold Dear by sealdog (E, 9k, wangxian)

In all our multitudes by exmanhater (E, 6k, wangxian, 3rd of series) - its got postcannon incense burner fem!wwx/lan zhan/transwoman!yiling matriarch

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11. Are there fics in which lwj loses his golden core?

Molten Gold by jesso (M, 17k, wangxian, wip, my post)

walk away from the sun by KouriArashi (M, 104k, xiyao, wangxian, WIP)

stay, fury, your wrist wrapped in silk by spookykingdomstarlight (E, 10k, wangxian, WIP)

Wish Me Luck by Starlight1395 (not rated, 164k, wangxian, sangcheng)

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12. Hey I was wondering if you knew of any fics where wwx is the youngest sibling?

For Both Of Us (And Time Is But A Paper Moon) by sami (E, 65k, wangxian, jiang cheng & wei wuxian) - WWX and JC are the same age as in the canon, but JC is mentally older and asserts his sect seniority over WWX

the thing with feathers by RoseThorne (G, 39k, wangxian, WIP) - technically same age but bc wwx lost his memories, jc is gege by their logic.

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13. An in the mood for ask: Stories that are the opposite of Yunmeng brothers reconciliation - where wwx doesn't reconcile with jc. I just rewatched ep 34, so I am not very jc-friendly right now. Are there any fics where wwx confronts jc for not helping wq+wn, or for how he treated wwx before and after timeskip? Where wwx honors jyl's sacrifice as her choice, and jc doesn't get to blame him for it? Where wwx says, I don't owe jc anything? ~ @kitsileya

keeping score by hauntedotamatone (T, 7k, wangxian)

of past and present by Here_For_This (This_Rocks_My_Socks) (T, 7k, jin ling & wei wuxian, wangxian)

on the importance of restraint (or lack thereof) by nixtothou (G, 4k, lan sizhui & others, background wangxian)

on restitution by Anonymous (M, 67k, wangxian, WIP)

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14. Do you know any fanfics where a) everyone thinks lan zhan and wei ying hate each other but in reality they are together b) wei ying and lan zhan announce that they are together and no one believes them. Also thanks so much to you and your followers helping me find such amazing fanfics 🙏

14a.

Let's See How Long Nobody Notices by narikanyan

14b.

Marital Claims by yeolinski (M, 6k, wangxian, my post)

happy not knowing by plonk (not rated, 16k, wangxian)

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15. Hello there. First of all, I cannot thank u enough for ur hard work, it has been life-saving for me. Ure heaven sent really. [Aw, thank you!] And if u'd be willing, for ur next "in the mood for" session, I'd like to request some fics with the plot where WWX is being badass in his own way(any way really) and face-slapping the people who always underestimated/insult him and makin then eat their words or smth. Or WWX being his genius self and breaking people (negative) expectations of him. Thank u for ur time, have a good day!

Echo, Murmur, Dream, Here by bluerainmist (M, 51k, wangxian)

Cultivating immortality by KizuKatana (M, 123k, wangxian, WIP)

OP First Disciple tumblr fic by @shanastoryteller [note to self: OP = over-powered]

WWX as BSSR’s Disciple tumblr fic by @shanastoryteller .... NOW ON AO3!!! Become Tomorrow by ShanaStoryteller (not rated, 8k, wangxian, WIP)

The Earth Rings In Your Ears by bluerainmist (M, 60k, wangxian, WIP)

Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura (not rated, 358k, wangxian, xuanli, WIP)

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16. Hi :) I was wondering if you could share any fics where wwx and lwj get together early on/at the cloud recesses lectures. Thanks!

Magical Marriage Ribbons by starandrea (M, 482k, wangxian, series in progress, my bookmark)

Looking at You Always, All Ways by Keysmashed (T, 29k, wangxian, first in series, my post)

how a smiling homeless child melted jade hearts and got a home by anxiouswreck0_0 (T, 42k, wangxian)

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17. do you have anything inspired by chapter 119? [Ah, Bichen-as-dildo and spanking and older wwx from the future w/young lwj] swordplay, knifeplay, anything featuring bichen/siubian :) thank you!

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18. Could you recommend me some fanfics where LZ hides WY in CL and one of the juniors or all find him

Cryptids are not Permitted in the Cloud Recesses by crossdressingdeath (E, 96k, wangxian, WIP)

where do we begin (the rubble or our sins) by KouriArashi (T, 42k, wangxian, my post) wwx is hidden, but no juniors except little a-yuan

❤️whipstitch by curiositykilled (M, 131k, wangxian, jin ling & wei wuxian, my bookmark) JC hides WWX at lotus pier instead

Better, Greater, or Otherwise Different by ChloeBYoung (G, 23k, wangxian)

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19. hi! do you know if there is an au wangxian that is based on the movie your name? or some fic where they are dancers? please, thank you!

19a.

here are some bodyswap fics, but not necessarily derived from Your Name

6 works on AO3 listed as Kimi no Na wa./Your Name fusions

19b.

does your pretty face see what he's worth by defractum (nyargles) (t, 18k, wangxian)

space, skin, muscle, bone by tombenough_and_continent (T, 24k, wangxian)

Unstrictly Ballroom by Ariaste (T, 48k, wangxian)

notes on a scene by wishingswell (M, 28k, wangxian)

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20. Hello! For your next 'in the mood for' post, I'd love some more modern AUs/ideally slow-burns where wangxian meet/bond over A-Yuan, a la The Simplest Way Forward or say it's here where our pieces fall in place ~ @ratheralark

@scifikimmi (scifigeek14 on AO3) says, “Tell number 20 im working on a fic for their topic rn. But it maybe be several more months til it drops as it is half scribbled in a notebook rn lol”

paint smears on sunny days by SnowshadowAO3 (E, 54k, wangxian)

so take my hand (take my whole life too) by cicer (E, 92k, wangxian, my post)

Here we go Again by Scrippio (T, 38k, wangxian, my post)

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21. Any fics were LWJ has dissociative identity disorder?

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22. Hiii, im looking for fics where a-yuan is lan zhan's, not wei ying's, biological son like in box your errors by mellowflicker 🥺🥺🥺 it was so cute, wwx helping lwj with baby a-yuan and falling in love in the process

here, this moment by everythingispoetry (G, 4k, wangxian)

LWJ is a single father via adoption might have similar soft energy:

Where's Your Emergency? by trippednfell (M, 65k, wangxian)

say it's here where our pieces fall in place by Lirelyn (E, 69, wangxian)

I know what my heart wants by yakuso5u (not rated, 28k, wangxian)

AO3 tag #single parent lan wangji has 53 works

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23. Any fics where LWJ was banished from the Lan sect?

All Exits Look The Same by Ahlai (T, 15k, wangxian)

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[My ko-fi.]

#wangxian #mdzs #the untamed #wangxian fic finder #in the mood for a fic #i haven't read these unless noted #crowd-sourcing #fic finding #fic finder

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wri0thesley · 4 years ago

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ahem here is a self indulgent domestic nanami x reader fanfiction that i also posted on ao3. u can tell i wrote it bc i looked at nanami and said ‘that’s a man that wears sock garters and that’s very sexy of him’

routine // 3k words // nanami x reader warnings: afab reader, fem pronoun, domestic stuff, nsfw, fingering, creampie, idk pals i’m just thirsty

You don’t mind the mundane.

No, that’s not quite it. It’s not that you don’t mind the mundane – you do, when it becomes sticky and muddled and drags on and on and on. You’ve been trapped in an endless cycle like that before; allowing life to happen to you, as trade-off for simplicity. Planning things that didn’t materialise. You hadn’t realised that’s what you were doing, at the time – but looking back on it now, it’s clear as day, because it was exactly what had been happening to him.

Your life is not mundane. Your life is . . . routine.

Yes, that’s right. You stick to a schedule. You keep time. You plan things – and it’s not mundane, not any more, because this time as you stick to your routine, Nanami is right there beside you.

It’s domestic. Comfortable. Oh, you worry about him – he comes home enough times with scrapes and bruises he didn’t have before and tells you about his day, world-weary – but you also know he’s more than strong enough to withstand. You curl up next to him whilst he reads a book, or whilst you watch television. You cook for him on the few days off that he snatches for himself (though he often wraps himself around you whilst you do cook, directing you or helping. He’s a better cook than you, but you have more time than him). You drape yourself over the back of his armchair sometimes and work on the knots in his neck.

“You get too stressed,” you tell him. His lips quirk into a brief curve of a smile before they return to their usual position.

“Maybe,” he says. “But you help me with that.”

For all of the unusual things in your lives, your existence is uncomplicated. You watch weight roll off of him when he comes in through the front door and is once more safely ensconced in a little slice of home. You and he share the household duties; he’s meticulous and careful, and you admire him sometimes when you think he’s not watching for being so . . . balanced, you suppose.

(“That’s you, too,” he tells you. He shrugs. “Everyone else . . . they’re living absolute chaos. But I get to come back after I clock off, to you, and . . . this.” He gestures to the little home. It’s nothing special. It��s neat and tidy and small and the two of you have reasonable savings in the bank. Responsible. You think he keeps you balanced, too.)

But . . .

Well. He’s not always so in-control.

He hadn’t sounded harried when he’d called you. He doesn’t often; instead, his voice had been calm. You know Nanami well enough to know when there’s frustration bubbling under the surface, but his tone had been smooth.

“I’ll be home late,” he’d said. “Don’t wait up.”

“Overtime?” You’d asked, already looking at the pot boiling on the stove and wondering if it could be salvaged for tomorrow’s dinner. Nanami had paused, and then sighed.

“Mm.”

You don’t let yourself worry too much. Nanami handles whatever is thrown at him – he’s always in control, poised. . . The most you see him frustrated is from calls from Gojo in the middle of the night.

You put your own phone away. There’s no use in concern yet, you tell yourself.

You don’t start to worry until you crawl into bed without having heard from him. This is late, even for him. You try not to let your anxiety eat away at you as you close your eyes and lay your head on the pillow, but the scent of him permeates every part of your bedroom. One of his shirts hangs loosely on the back of the wardrobe door. The drawer on his side of the bed that contains a collection of novelty ties (bought by you, because you’d thought they were funny – and Nanami had smiled at the first one, and laughed at the second, so you just hadn’t stopped) is still half-open from him rifling through it this morning.

The click of a key in the front door makes you let out a breath you hadn’t realised you were holding. The sound of footsteps on the wooden floorboards, a familiar, steady cadence, makes you let go of sheets you hadn’t realised you were clutching.

Nanami’s head rounds the door.

“You’re late,” you tell him.

“I am,” he affirms. He steps into the room proper and you see that his shirt-sleeves are rolled up, and there’s a splash of blood on his left shoulder. He probably was in more bother than he let on, then. You don’t think it’s his blood, at least. He sighs. “I’m sorry. I don’t like it any more than you do.”

You sag. You know it’s part and parcel of what he does – and so, you move in the bed from where you’ve unconsciously pressed yourself into his side to breathe in the familiar scent of him. You know Nanami doesn’t miss you’ve done it – he comes to sit on the edge of the bed as he meticulously undoes his tie.

He reaches over to you and cups your cheek in his hand, his fingers warm and calloused.

“How about I make it up to you?” He asks, and you sigh as he breaches the gap and kisses you. Everything about his kiss is familiar and comforting – you’re pressing back against him before you even think about it, hand coming to tangle in the neatly combed hair. He tastes like coffee, and it makes your eyes open against the kiss and check the time. It’s late. Nanami generally prefers to be sleeping by now. You'd once laughed and told him he was boring, and he'd raised his eyebrows and smiled as he'd told you that sleep was important. After spending the night wrapped around him, your head on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart - you'd been inclined to agree.

“Aren’t you tired?” You murmur, breaking the kiss yourself. Nanami quirks an eyebrow at you. The hand still on your face brushes across your cheekbone tenderly. You don’t think anyone who works with Nanami imagines him like this – messy-haired, half-undressed, his stoic composure gone to softness. Every time he even half-smiles, your heart feels like it will ricochet out of his rib-cage, but when he looks at you now you get the full thing.

“Too tired for you? Never.” He shifts on the bed, shrugging off his suspenders along with the stained shirt. He’ll do that laundry himself – he always does, when it’s bloodstains. “Besides,” he breathes as his hands move to stroke over your shoulders, his breath tickling the junction where your neck and collarbone meet and making you shiver. “I still have plenty of energy to work off before I can get to sleep peacefully.”

“Well,” you swallow. “I’d hate to be the reason you don’t get a fulfilling night’s rest—”

The bed covers are swept off of you. When Nanami has made up his mind to do something, he does it – and right now, it appears what he’s made up his mind to do is you. His hands are big on your hips, sliding up the loose shirt of your pyjamas. You let out a soft huff of breath as he pushes them up over your breasts that makes him lean in and kiss your neck, his teeth scraping the sensitive flesh. Your fingers flex on his shoulders as he cages you underneath him.

“Oh,” he promises against the skin. “When we’re done, I’ll rest very easy.”

You lose the shirt just as quickly as Nanami lost his, and then you both stop talking. Nanami is the kind of man who doesn’t use a hundred words when one or two will do – he’s happy to have conversations, when conversation is the name of the game . . . but conversation is not the name of the game when his mouth is busy kissing your neck, your throat, your collarbone . . . When his lips are wrapping around your nipple and teasing it to a hardened point until you moan aloud.

In the pit of your stomach is heat and fire and need. When Nanami moves against you and your thighs press together, you can already feel that you’re slick and warm with the promise of what is still to come – and when Nanami, too, moves, you can tell that he’s looking forward to things just as much as you are.

His thumbs hook into the shorts of the nightwear set you were wearing. The fear of less than an hour ago seems to have dissipated in the wind – it’s hard to remember how worried you were when Nanami comes home fired up like this. He drags the fabric down your thighs, tsk-ing at how they catch.

“A nightgown or shirt would be more efficient,” he tells you. “You’re welcome to one of mine.”

Your cheeks heat up at the idea of sleeping in one of his shirts, and Nanami doesn’t miss how your skin warms underneath him. You’re so cute. He kisses you again so he doesn’t embarrass himself, this time peeling off your underwear (the thin cotton clings to your damp sex and your breath hitches at how it feels, peeling away).

“Are you going to tell me it’d be more efficient if I weren’t wearing them?” You say, your voice coming out low and husky.

“I’d be right if I did,” he tells you, but he’s far more preoccupied with the button and zip of his trousers. You reach over to help him with it, your hand brushing the hot, hard length of him through the fabric – you always forget just how big he is until you’re confronted once more. Your body gives a low throb of arousal, a reminder that the need inside of you requires sating sooner rather than later.

Nanami is patient. You are not.

There. The zip, the button – and Nanami is pulling off the fabric, leaving it too in a pool by the side of the bed that you know he will probably manage to get into the wash basket before it ever crosses your mind. He’s still wearing socks and sock garters, and whilst normally you’d laugh at him and make him take them off before he got into bed . . .

Well. There are more important things to think about right now, and you can’t deny that the sock garters are endearing.

His cock brushes against your thigh and you start, a soft noise escaping your lips that makes him look down at you tenderly. He tips his head to the side in a silent question and you nod in a silent answer – his fingers push your thighs further apart, sinking into plush flesh, stroking along the slick outer lips of your sex--

His knuckle brushes the swollen bundle of nerves of your clit and you sigh, your hips bucking up for more of the friction. You know that this is just him being kind – a precursor to the main event – but you still can’t help but greedily seek out more and more of him. He clicks his tongue again.

“You’re so impatient sometimes,” he chides, though his cock hard and hot against your skin is just as impatient as you are. He slides one of his fingers inside you, your walls clinging tight to the digit. He pumps it in and out of you, once, twice – and then, a second finger is inside you, stretching you out. One of your hands twists into the sheets as you helplessly let him fuck into you with his fingers. You know that he’s doing it in preparation for fucking you – he often does – but it doesn’t mean that you’re any less impatient for the main event.

“You’re teasing me,” you tell him, breathlessly. He smiles, more to himself than to you.

“I suppose so,” he replies. He’s enjoying it. You know he is – tension is draining from his shoulders the more he looks at you, the fingers still plunging in and out of you growing more lax and liquid in their movements. The sound of him inside you is lasciviously loud in your bedroom. You don’t mind helping him work out his tension – whether with cuddling up to him, or cooking together, or massaging the knots from his back – but you do mind when he teases you--

“Please,” you say, breathlessly, your hips rocking in time with his hand. He can never resist it when you’re polite.

His fingers come out of you with an audible slick noise.

“You’re ready, anyway,” he murmurs. He absent-mindedly places the two fingers that were buried inside you against his tongue, tasting you – your cheeks are hot again at the way he tips his head back, savouring the taste of you. Just another little moment of intimacy. It’s not unusual, but that doesn’t make it feel any less erotic.

He cradles you like you’re something precious as he settles heavy between your thighs. His hands on your hips are certain. There’s a warmth about Nanami that few people are privileged enough to see – one you’re privileged enough to see every night and every morning, when he wakes up next to you sleep-tousled or comes in and leaves a warm package from your favourite bakery in front of you that he picked up on his way home.

You breath through the initial sting as he stretches you out on him, and then there is nothing but the pleasure of being filled. You feel yourself mould to his cock inside you, your walls snugly accepting him, hot and wet around his shaft. Your arms wrap around his shoulders and as he bottoms out inside of you, for a moment you two are joined entirely. You can feel his heart beating against yours.

“I love you,” you breathe, against the shell of his ear. He kisses at your neck in return, his voice very soft as he returns the affirmation of one of his own. He is not one for sappy declarations – he is a man of small acts of service. Still. He speaks it against your skin and it feels like a tattoo on your heart.

“I love you too.”

After that, neither of you speak. Instead, you concentrate on Nanami’s powerful hips as they roll against you, his cock brushing the sensitive spots of your wall, stoking the flame inside of you that’s been steadily burning since the moment he untied his tie. You concentrate on moving your own body in tandem with his, the squeeze of your channel around him, the way that he grinds himself just so against your clit with every thrust so that your body feels fizzing with unreleased promise.

His mouth against your collarbones and neck. Your nails digging into his shoulders. He’s well-built despite seeming nondescript in his suit and tie – you’re heart-achingly familiar with the taut muscle making up his arms and backs. The places he’s scarred, even after being healed up.

You can hear him breathing heavier and heavier against your ear as his peak nears. Your own is rushing up on you, as Nanami’s hips begin to rock quicker and quicker, his cock plunging impossibly deep into you with every drive. You think, for a wild moment, he’s going to come first, despite the fact he’s always been nothing but the gentleman in control of himself no matter how many times the two of you become one--

And then, the hot ball of fire in the pit of your stomach becomes overwhelming and bursts into pieces, wet heat soaking you, waves of pleasure lapping at you as your body shakes and constricts around him. Everything is so hot. His body above yours is burning, warm, needful--

Your nails have dug into his skin hard enough to leave crescent shaped marks, but Nanami is chasing his own release now, his eyes clouded with lust as he looks down at you. Aftershocks of your own orgasm make your channel pulsate around him--

You’re tender as you pull him down by the neck and kiss him, teeth worrying at his bottom lip – and he groans into your mouth at the same time as you feel his cock inside you twitch, and the heat of his come fill you. That’s not a problem. You’ve talked about that plenty of times – both of you agree that you’re happy the way you are. Children are dangerous.

. . . But it’s nice to feel claimed by him. Nice to have him rest hot and heavy inside you, like a marker of his affection even as he’s pulling out of you and leaving you full and heavy and sticky. He smooths kisses onto your brow. He doesn’t murmur sweet words against you, but you know he’s thinking them if only from the way he holds you and the way that his hands dance over your skin like you’re the most precious thing in the world to him.

(You are; and he is to you, though neither of you say it aloud. In the sanctity of the quiet bedroom, though, both of you know it as an absolute fact.)

He’s breathing heavy as he sits on the edge of the bed again, reaching down to undo his sock garters and remove the socks themselves. The tell-tale rustle of clothing and slam of the drawers on his side of the bed tell you he’s neatly folding the dirtied garments and getting out something to wear in bed himself.

“Are you tired now?” You ask him. Nanami turns his head to look at you, and you can see the tell-tale sign of shadows under his eyes.

“Yes,” he says. You laugh, and the sound seems like pealing bells to him. You wrap an arm about his waist and pull him against the bedsheets, curling a leg over his, wrapping yourself around him in an embrace that he at first resists before leaning into.

“It’s easier if you don’t get dressed.” You mumble against his neck, as you nestle yourself into the crook of his shoulders. Nanami uses one arm to pull up the bed covers he stripped from you earlier. “More . . .” You stifle your own yawn. “More efficient, if we decide to waste time in the morning.”

The covers wrap around both of you, the wrinkled clothes forgotten (Nanami will tut at himself in the morning, but for now, he’s enjoying your body so close to his).

“Time with you,” he says softly, “is never wasted time.”

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