#am i using drabbles to avoid my multichapter?

[the-invisibility-bloke]

sirius/regulus/james | 200 words | @macrocest cestember prompt: threesome

(cw: incest, slightly nsfw)

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“Come on, it’s my birthday.”

“God, Prongs, why can’t you ask for normal presents?”

Regulus snorts. “I’d say this counts as a broom polishing kit...”

Sirius slings a look at him, secretly proud. “Pervert.”

“Oi, I’m not the one with the incest fetish.”

James throws a wad of parchment at him. “It’s a kink, not a fetish. Prat.”

Regulus glares. “Do you want us to suck your prick or not?”

James makes a stupid, strangled noise that sounds like a Kneazle giving birth. Still hot, because it’s Jamie. Fuck him.

“Hey.” Sirius sits up straighter, soberer, hornier. “I haven’t agreed to this.”

The thing is, they don’t talk about it. The snogging and groping that happens when they’re high—it’s only ever Sirius and James, Regulus and James, and if Regulus gasped the one time his brother’s fingers brushed over his arse, they don’t talk about that, either.

“Fine.” Regulus crawls over to James’ chair and spreads his knees apart. “You’d probably just get in the way.”

Sirius takes a moment (or five) to appreciate the view, then bats his baby brother’s hand away from James’ flies.

“You really are a prat,” Sirius says, and snogs him before he can argue.

[siriusly-sapphic]

Who I am and what I do in fandom

This blog sometimes contains NSFW content, which I tag with a simple nsfw if you are a minor or if you just want to avoid it.

The main thing I do in the HP fandom is writing and discussing femslash and rarepairs, in particularly those related to Narcissa Malfoy and anything related to the marauders era. I tend to write and talk about ships/characters more than I read fic about them (if you want me to read a fic, please be patient bc I do it very slowly), and I am literally always down to chat about anything Narcissa or femslash related. Feel free to tag me if we're in a discord server together, send me an ask, or literally just DM me on here.

My favourite ships to write are Dorcas/Narcissa and Sirius/Narcissa, but I write a lot of rarepairs and femslash! I have a masterlist of fics I’ve written right here.

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[sennextheassasinkingoflight]

Day 5: Moonlight

Hi all, This is my first attempt at a Castelvania Fic. It was supposed to be a drabble that turned into a  ficlit that is now on its way to being a multichapter story. Anyways I’m hoping that you all like it and I am happy for any feedback. If I do continue the story I will do so with the intent to have Trevacard as the end result. Enjoy. Currently a T rating for language and gore?   ALUCARD:

Alucard was not a stranger to the apparitions that joined him in the dim empty halls of Castle Dracula. They walked with him at night, and came out even during the day. He could banish them if he liked. Often, however, he chose not to. For, even the apparitions of his father and mother, memories or ghosts, were better than the loneliness which grieved him in the absence of Trevor Belmont and Sypha Belnades. He had rarely taken the time to develop relationships fitting into neither the world of his father nor the world of his mother, though he was more than capable of living in both. The solitude had suited him just fine in his youth when he had his mother and father to spend his days with. As a young adult he had busied himself with the study of art and music, literature and science. While he studied he had spent time among the humans, and among the creatures of the night, but he had never bonded with them. 

Belnades and Belmont had been the first to simply accept what he was and move on from it. Of course, he acknowledged, there was a bigger problem to be dealt with at the time, which required them to work together. He would be lying though, if he said he didn’t miss the company of the drunk moron and the chatty speaker. Hence the dolls he had tucked on the shelf of his kitchen. While he remembered his companions he made his way to the top most tower. Even within the walls of the castle he enjoyed the solitude of being removed from the main halls. No one bothered him up here, not the apparition of Dracula, or Lisa, or Sumi, or Taka, Sypha or Trevor. He attempted to avoid the intrusion of feeling and thought that suggested to his tired and hungry mind that he would very much like the companionship of Belmont more than the others. 

Absently he gazed at the stars attempting to recall the constellations his mother had once taught him. He had never much cared for astrology and had not continued to study it after his mother's death. He shoved down his hunger and ignored it by looking towards the moon and judging the length of time it had been since his friends departure. Unfortunately his brain couldn’t seem to form the connection. How long had they been gone. Sure he could speak with their dolls and emulate their speech patterns but he had traveled with them long enough to know them the way he knew his sword.

A shadow crossed his face as a cloud shrouded the full moon. His pale skin reflected the moonlight and he was certain if he were an enemies target he would be impossible to hit. Slowly he followed his intuition and looked down across the grounds of the castle.

“Trevor?” He questioned allowed, his voice barely a whisper, breath steam in the cool night air.  

TREVOR: 

 The air around the old castle and Belmont hold was different. Carefully Trevor walked the path towards them with disquiet in his chest. There was a warning prickeling at his ears, the hair on his neck stood up. He stopped and took a deep breath. What was going on? Carefully he made his way around the castle, dodging streams of moonlight and keeping to the shadows. When he reached the front of the castle his heart sank into his gut. “Oh fangs, what the hell have you done?” He breathed. 

The corpses stood on pikes, were rotten to the point that all one could tell of them was that they were previously human. Slowly he turned his head and looked up the length of the castle. At the top, alone on the highest balcony, stood Alucard bathed in moonlight. He glowed like a phantom, like any other apparition in the hollow halls. Was the dhamphire looking at him? It seemed so. Slowly the hunter made his way to the doors which opened of their own accord. He stepped inside without hesitation. He came to see his friend, to make sure that he was alright, that the isolation had not driven him mad, and if Trevor was honest with himself, he needed a break from Sypha and her new found enjoyment of the hunt. 

What he saw outside concerned him. So he prepared to kill his friend or die trying if the man had fallen to the same place as his father, Dracula, before him. Trevor waited in the main hall. He knew the castle well enough to know that this was the best room to battle the Dha⸺ His friend. “Yo, Fangs. What the hell is that outside?” He called into the darkness. “A warning, Belmont.” “And why do you need a warning?” “It isn’t for me.” “Obviously. Piss off. Who needs the warning?” 

“Those who would attempt to kill me Belmont. As I think you are preparing to do.” “You’ve got me there. Shit, What is this Fangs? What the hell happened.”  Trevor said relaxing his hold on The Morning Star and actively choosing to relax. Silence passed between them as Alucard studied him. His expression flat, his eyes emotionless, empty, hollow, his posture rigid as stone. “Where is Sypha?” “I’ll tell you if you tell me.” He watched the vampire as he seemed to make a decision. “I need beer. So hurry it up.” 

Alucard twitched and turned away from Trevor waving a hand motioning him to follow. 

Silently the two of them walked toward the kitchen. “What the hell are those, F—”  Alucard turned on him quickly pushing him into the wall. “Don’t call me that, Belmont. It’s unbecoming.” “Are those dolls? Dolls of me and Sypha? Did you really get so bored that you had to, ahha, start talking to dolls Tepes?” “Oh Shut up Belmont. Yes I was bored. And I was… Lonely.” 

“Oh.”  Alucard turned back towards the table and put the kettle on, before opening a cupboard and pulling out a bottle of wine. “Wine will have to do Belmont. There’s no beer to be found here.” “Hmm, well then let's drink. And talk. Adrienne.” He watched as the dhampir went still at the use of his actual name. “Fine. What is it you want to know?” “Why are there corpses at your front door?” Trevor asked, sitting heavily on a chair and slinging his arms over the back of it. 

Alucard sighed across the room from him and poured himself a glass of wine as well. With his back turned he seemed to be considering how or if he should speak. It wouldn't surprise Trevor if his companion chose not to speak for some time, or to lie, hell he felt he deserved whatever disgruntled attitude the dhampir handed to him. “I was alone.” Alucard turned to face him then, eye narrowed and accusatory. 

“You and Sypha have been gone, for...” He paused in thought the anger burning in him dimmed by his inability to recall how long he has been alone now. “Just over five months.” “Ahh, it's been that long? Regardless, Those two showed up seeking knowledge and I was glad to share it. Happy to have company even, as odd as that sounds. But…. Then they decided that I was a liar and should be killed. They wanted me to train them to be Vampire hunters Belmont, and then they betrayed me with that knowledge.” Trevor sighed he was obviously being spared some details, but he wasn’t sure why.

”So you killed them?”

“I did.” “And staked them.” “Yes.” Silence reigned as moonlight illuminated the dust that Alucard had kicked up in pushing the wine across to Trevor.  He watched as it shimmered between himself and Alucard. Like some kind of magical shield that was impossible to penetrate. Something wiggled in Trevors gut. It bothered him that Alucards actions made sense to him, but that wasn't the weight that had settled in his gut.  No, that was guilt. Guilt that he had left Alucard in a position that had resulted in the death of two humans and nearly his own death. He took a long draw of wine straight from the bottle and earned an annoyed glance from Alucard. 

He was broken from his thoughts by a single word. 

“Sypha?” “Eh, met back up with the rest of the Speakers. She said she will meet up with me here in a few weeks.” “I see. And you intend... To stay here for that time.” “I did, yes. But you don’t have beer.”

“Oh god forbid I not have alcohol to your liking.” Alucard rolled his eyes and sipped at his wine.

“ It doesn’t make a difference. Obviously you need someone here to keep you from mu—” He groaned as his back connected with the floor. The bottle of wine crashed somewhere beside him, shattering as it met brick. The chair underneath him pressed awkwardly into his back and he groaned. Glancing past the man on top of him, he could see that the table had been pushed back some many feet. “I did not murder anyone, Belmont. They attacked me.” Alucard snarled at him. Fangs bared, hair falling like a shroud around his face. Trevor stared up at him. “What else happened.” “Damn it Belmont. You left me alone here. You who know what loneliness is. Left me in this crypt by myself. In my father's grave, and guardian to the graves of your forefathers. And I’m supposed to be alright! Go to hell!” His voice was too even, too measured, too emotionless and it struck Trevor to the core. He felt like he had been doused in ice water. 

 He did not fight the blond above him. Why should he. He and Sypha had left him alone after murdering his father. And now it was clear that the man had snapped. He could feel bruises forming on his shoulders where he had been pushed down. Alucard looked down at him, chest rising and falling in barely controlled rhythm. 

“What. Else. Happened.” Trevor grit out instead of an apology. Whatever it was, it had affected the dhampir more than he was willing to let on. Trevor was certain he shouldn’t have known this, and yet, all the months he spent traveling with Alucard lent to an understanding of the man he wished he didn’t have. It would be easier if they were still enemies. Golden eyes stared down at him, the pressure on his shoulders relaxed as weight settled on his thighs and Alucard sat upright. “It doesn’t matter.” 

“It does.” “Fuck you.” “Yes, and you too.” Alucard stood. “Goodnight Belmont.” With that, the blond stalked down the hall and out of the moonlight filled kitchen. That would not be the end of it. But for now Trevor would let it rest. And when Sypha returned there would be talk of staying at the castle or taking Alucard with them. They couldn’t, no, he couldn’t leave him alone in the keep again.

[reyskyber]

Fic tag game (?)

I was tagged by the ever-lovely @stardust-blake (Thank you!! This was fun!! I’m sorry this took so long, I’ve been at uni and just got back to my laptop.)

1. what is your most popular fic by kudos? comments? bookmarks? are they all the same?

Most popular is Begging Me to Beg for You for all three (idk why, it was so bad omg)

2. do you have a favourite of your fics? if not, do you have one you’re most proud of? why?

I think my favourite fic to write was Season’s Greetings, because the idea came to me from pretty much nowhere and it was just cute and fluffy.  But the fic I’m most proud of is IDGAF because I never actually intended to write it, and it was my second smut fic but I just felt like it actually worked that time?  If that makes sense. I didn’t want to go and hide in a corner after I published it like I did for BMTBFY.

3. what fandom/ship (if you write for more than one) is your favourite to write for?

I think bellarke are my favourites to write for, just because it’s the easiest for me.  With dramione, it always felt like the fandom was so big, and everyone only ever read works from a handful of readers (I know in actuality it’s not like that, but at 15 it felt like that).  And I am never going to attempt a Jon/Dany because the game of thrones/ASOIAF universe is so big I don’t even want to think about it, which is why I ended u writing Kit/Emilia instead, which does make me uncomfortable now and I wouldn’t write it again.  I just wanted a Jon/Dany modern AU without having to know the ins and outs of how Winterfell worked etc.

4. do you have any fics that got more popularity/attention than you expected? if so what were they?

BMTBFY.  I should have seen this coming, since it was a smut fic, but I sort of just wrote it and left it and now it has over 5k hits which I wasn’t expecting at all.  And I actually don’t think this fic is any good so I’m still shocked when I see people reading it/leaving kudos.

5. where do you get your ideas/inspiration from? do you have a fic that you feel is particularly unique in that area?

Almost every single fic I have written is because of something that has happened to me in my real life (except the canonverse ones obvs).  But Season’s Greetings was inspired by a text message I saw where their friend mistakenly thought they’d called them “honey” when they were asking for honey flavouring.  The inspiration for Winter Winds was me stood outside my work waiting for a lift off my mum thinking “wow I wish one of my friends would drive past and pick me up.”  But then that seemed weird to write so I changed it to what it became.  And That’s a Wrap was me wrapping my family Christmas presents for about three hours straight thinking I should monopolise it, alas someone stole my idea. As for unique fics, I’ve got one coming that feel unique, but I’ve only been reading bellarke for a few months so idk if someone’s already written it yet.

6. do you have a favourite character to write POV for?

I like to switch, just to give the full view of the situations.  But I’ve always naturally slipped into Clarke’s POV (I think that stems from YEARS of reading every single fic from Hermione’s POV and being completely thrown when I read anything from Draco’s so now female POV just feel natural? idk).  

I think I’m more like Bellamy in how I react to situations so that’s a bit easier to write, but I think I talk more like Clarke than any other character, so her dialogue is easier to write?  In all honesty, I just write whatever I think of and do a lot of editing later so I don’t really take much notice of what I’m feeling when i’m writing.

7. what’s your favourite side pairing to include?

I’ve not had much change to write anything including a side pairing, but I love Lincoln/Octavia and Miller/Monty or Miller/Jackson (I just need Miller to be happy okay?)

8. do you have a fic you feel is underrated in comparison to your other fics? or you just wish more people would read?

I just wish everyone who read BMTBFY actually went and read IDGAF because it was actually a lot better (in my opinion, and my sister’s.)  But I don’t have that many fics published so?

9. what’s something you would go back and change in one of your fics?

hahahaha everything.  I once wrote a dramione fic that I’m scared to go back a look at.  But tbh, I will eventually hate anything I’ve ever done if I stare at it for long enough, so there’s a lot I’d change and it’s nothing major, just scenes that could do with rewriting or something.

10. what is your favourite sort of comment to receive on a fic?

Any comment.

11. what are your favourite genres of fic to write? (e.g. modern au, hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, etc.)

I think I feel most comfortable writing Modern AUs, as long as I never try and emulate any kind of US culture (bc I know nothing), but fluff all the way, I can’t write angst for shit.  So fluff all the way.

12. what are your favourite tropes to write?

Gotta love a good friend to lovers trope.  I’ve not written many tropes yet, but hopefully I’ll get inspired and get chance to work on some stuff.

13. do you write fics similar to what you enjoy reading or completely different? both?

hmm sometimes.  I mean, I enjoy writing modern AUs, but that’s a very broad topic and I’ve read a lot of AUs. I generally avoid reading anything with Clarke of Bellamy dying and I don’t think I could write that, but tbh I’ll read almost anything but I’m quite picky about what I write.

14. what’s your writing process like?

If it’s something I want to be good, I’ll write it out entirely by hand and then type it up.  And I almost always have to write everything in chronological order and then work backwards once the bulk of it is there.  Editing takes me forever though.  I need a lot of tea and music and usually take about 15 minute breaks because I’m easily distracted.  But if I’m writing a scene that I can feel rather than just see in my mind’s eye then I cannot stop writing it until it’s done.

15. multi-chapter, oneshot, or drabble?

Back when I first started reading fanfic a drabble was 100 words or less, but now it seems to be more?  So I’m gonna say a drabble (anything up to 5k) is easier for me because I can write it in a day or two and then edit it quickly.  But I like writing one-shots too. And I’ve never done a multichapter so idk.

16. if someone was only going to read one of your fics, which would you want them to read?

This is a tough once, because I’d want them to read the one I’m writing now because it’s actually a proper fic instead of a drabble.  But I’d say any of them, they’re all quite similar (sort of).

Is there anyone left to do this that hasn’t?  Idk who to tag?  If you see this, consider yourself tagged!