#and yes it's via the tags here and while reading fanfics on ao3 that i'm learning about these things. and just. clicking my tongue about it

[ratcandy]

i'm learning a lot about methods of playing the game that i didn't even know existed . like items and medals and things that are all just completely and utterly unheard of to me. and where am i getting this information ? yeah man that's right. IT'S fanfiction

[sexybabystevie]

https://www.tumblr.com/curiositydooropened/725569140328382464/wildfire-ember?source=share

here is the link to the fic it's by @curiositydooropened it's sooo good but super angsty. If you love Vickie be prepared to be heartbroken 💔

But yeah I love smut when I'm in the mood lmao. I'm super impressed by anyone who can write it because while I enjoy reading it I have trouble writing it myself. I'm really awkward about it for some reason.

But I also miss the days when we get more story driven fics, it's sad because usually those are at peak in the beginning, the fandom is slowly dying out until s5 so fics unfortunately will become even more sparse. Engagement dies down so writers don't wanna post anymore, I understand that, but it's still sad. </3

Yeah post s4 fics just scream for angst based on how the last episode ended. I truly think for s5 we'll get apocalyptic Hawkins. It's gonna be soo grim. But please if you are writing the cute post s4 blanket duty fic I'll be there to read it. <33

I read another fic by @hawkinsquarry which is about Steve getting hurt by a demodog and the reader patches him up. It was one of the best hurt/comfort fic these days. You totally should check it out as well 💖

THANK YOU FOR THE RECS omg im so excited to read them!! also im SOOO scared about vickie haha

(also minor sidenote to the creators tagged: hi lol! don't mind this - or when you see me in your notes later lol)

anyway, yeah i totally get what you mean! i absolutely miss story-based fics and especially the more angsty ones! (partially i think i just miss my own writing and ideas haha :") up to the gods 2 would feel my angst rn if i could get into writing it 😭) but yeah!! smut's fine i just can't write it lmao

yeah, engagement really fell in the 1-3 months after volume 2 came out, honestly. and it was SO fast, like i've been in older fandoms and stuff before and never did they fall that fast. it was such a shock to see little works go from hundreds of notes to maybe 50 almost overnight, and it's really disheartening to know that your works used to be more viewed/seen/appreciated. luckily for me (and i honestly recommend this to EVERYONE too) i also post to ao3 and my fics usually get consistent views there, so that kind of makes me feel a little better at times!

also YES. i'm honestly so excited for s5 solely for the fics that people will make lol. like i can just... tell that the fans will be able to do great things with it, and im excited. :) and also i deeply miss steve harrington lmao 😭

i'll really consider trying to create a cute little plot with the blanket duty s4 fic!! im kinda weighed down with a lot of other projects at the moment but it is really intriguing to explore that kind of time period via fanfic!

[phosphoruskim]

@sometipsygnostalgic​ is absolutely destroying me in sappy posting hours right now and I MUST fire back!!!

I wrote this fanfic live in our DM’s. As such it is intended to be read with no prior information or ideas of what happens! (Also it is intended to be a full frontal attack on tipsy which it succeeded in) (also check out her adorable drawing of me writing this, see below)

If you would like to see the tags, they’re on Ao3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45276979

Anyways, without further delay...

We are now ready for Ms Dryl

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Catra watched the florescent lights off the waiting room flicker passively, counting the hertz of the electric current powering the device. She checked intermittently to her right, seeing magenta hair flip and flap around one of those big wooden fidget cubes usually left in doctor offices. Entrapta's tongue was sticking out of her mouth as she worked on the device, loosing a few screws here and there while adding an electrical motor and wiring it up to the wall plug. Catra looked back towards the desk as a door opened from the internal part of the building.

"Hello we are now ready for a-" the assistant started to call out. She glanced forlornly at the office's newly mechanized enrichment device, before continuing.

"We are... now ready for Ms Dryl."

Catra began to rise up out of her seat, Entrapta appearing and taking her arm to help the girl up before she could even stand properly. Catra nodded at the assistant as she opened the door for the two of them. Entrapta skipped with her legs while keeping her torso and arm stable, or mostly stable, via her pigtails. They walked a little ways down a hallway, Catra glanced at the various signs and diagrams outside the rooms as Entrapta pulled out her voice recorder and started logging the details for future reference of the appointment. They were finally directed into a larger room, clearly serving multiple functions. Inside was a standard set of chairs, a height and weight measurement device with blood pressure measuring tools, and a medical recliner presumably positioned so the doctor could easily access patients.

Catra took a seat in one of the regular chairs as the assistant sat across from her, now opening a program for medical records.

"Now Ms Dryl can you answer some basic questions for me about- what- Ms Dryl!" The assistant asked exasperatedly as she caught sight of Entrapta already measuring her own height and weight with the available tools.

"Don't worry I'm just checking your devices, standard procedure!" Entrapta called out, doing just about every test the tools were equipped to do and some tests they weren't.

The assistant sighed and committed to ignoring the commotion going on with the rest of the room. Entrapta tested the full range of the medical recliner, sorted through the drawers to ensure everything that would be needed was available, and made her way over to the other side of the room to investigate one particularly large machine.

Catra focused on the assistant.

"Now I believe in a prior appointment the doctor took some reference tests, were those readings emailed over- ah yes thank you."

Catra leaned back in her chair after having offered the manila folder over. She felt the thick cardboard esque material slide through her fingers under the weight of the exceptional plurality of the contents.

The assistant accepted the folder with a nod, starting to enter in new information and double check prior readings. Catra spotted a miniature trophy on the desk. It belonged to the doctor most likely. Or had belonged, she thought, as the faux award labeled 'Best Dad' began to slide off the desk. And then some of the thumbtacks. The assistant brought her hands to her face and took some deep breaths as the electric hum of the MRI machine powered on, crescendoed, and then blew a fuse and took out the lights. The assistant lurched around to look at Entrapta. The princess hid something behind her arms, and then lights came back on as if on cue while the MRI machine taking the other half of the room returned to standby mode.

The trophy, thumbtacks, and other tiny metal items such as paper clips fell humorously to the floor.

Fortunately for the Princess, there was a knock on the door to the room. A man turned the door knob and opened the room slightly.

"Hello, I'm ready for you now Ms Dryl?" He called out, before opening it fully.

Catra recognized him by voice, the sea elf's tall stature and kind features turning to a curious smile. Perhaps wondering if the office would still be there upon his arrival.

The assistant was up and out of her seat in the next breath, mumbling both thanks and apology to Doctor Lazuli as she made her hasty retreat.

He didn't seem particularly surprised by the reaction and merely entered the room, offering Catra a handshake . Catra felt like cool water washed over as she went to take it, about to exchange pleasantries when Entrapta reappeared at her side. The Princess took his instead and said her portion of the expected smalltalk in half a breath, using the rest of it to begin drilling the doctor on various bits of research and information that had been published since the last time they'd met.

Impressively, the doctor took it in stride.  He patiently explained the various findings in relation to the medical field and exchanged his honest opinions, as far as she could tell. Catra felt the atmosphere and social etiquette of it all  begin to press down on her fur, and she raised an arm to scratch her neck. The princess took notice, glancing over to Catra.

"We should start," Entrapta said.

The doctor nodded, taking a step back. He stood half a meter behind Entrapta as the latter helped Catra up. She allowed herself to be escorted, Entrapta's touch so gentle as she prepared the measuring tools for Catra with her pigtails as they walked over to it.

"By comparing my measurements in my own data to the office's tools, I found them to be at least ninety nine point nine percent accurate! It appears they took my suggestions into account, thankfully," Entrapta explained as she took the air pump powered blood measuring device and wrapped the material around Catra's arm. Doctor Lazuli supervised from over her shoulder as Entrapta did various other tests, rambling all the way. Catra felt a secure calm, certain that her input was no longer needed. She let herself be led to the recliner, back to the chair, and then to the other side of her room. Satisfied with doing nothing more than listening to the low frequency hiss of the generator powering the machines. Catra's eyelids drooped slightly, finding herself laying down. But she felt the cold steel at the base of her neck, stopping her from reclining.

Doctor Lazuli glanced over, calling out to her.

"My apologies, Ms Dryl, the adjustments to the machine to allow a metal object to be present require that it be symmetrically centered. Please adjust the cushioning as needed to do so."

Catra nodded imperceptibly, acknowledging the comment. Lifting her torso with her legs to get a better position. Entrapta quieted, dropping back to normal height from her pigtails as she let the doctor get to work. The princess couldn't stop herself from fidgeting with her hands. She had been able to justify taking the basic metrics herself, that was easy enough, but she specialized in machines. Her friends had always handed any vaguely science related task to her anyways, but that didn't change the fact that this situation was only halfway in Entrapta's expertise.

Catra allowed herself to close her eyes as she settled onto her back. The device no longer dug into her neck quite as badly. The machine powered on, the magnetic fields around her generating noise as they did so. Catra did her best to tune out the conversation. But it was difficult to do so while also needing to acknowledge prompts.

The screen above her face lit up, simple words and sentences for her to read aloud coming up. She responded automatically, no longer feeling like she was the one speaking. Catra observed herself following instructions as if from within. Only dimly aware of it when sentences turned to images. Most of them were old. With a consistent FOV and magnetic artifacts visible from the file. Most of these had been taken by Emily. They started simple. Images of the fright zone, stills of Entrapta or Scorpia. There were images of Catra too, though in most of them she'd been attempting to escape the frame.

Not all of the photos were so simple. As the tests went on, they intermittently included other figures. The horde trio. Other cadets. And eventually, Shadow Weaver. Catra felt her body reflexively stiffen. An old mechanism she hadn't quite managed to remove. But it didn't carry the mental follow through that had once been there. She simply continued to verbalize whatever came to mind as the images flashed before her eyes.

Now there were images that Catra hadn't been there for. The ones Emily had taken with the rebellion. They passed by quickly, but not before giving Catra the first glimpse of white chassis's and green glowing lights.

The rest of it all started to meld together, Catra returning to attention, even while laying down, as the images of her Lord's flagship vessel came into view. These were poorly focused and at various inconvenient angles, owing to the tablet having been passed between Entrapta and Bow at the time. The rest of the room was so distant now, the real Entrapta no longer in Catra's periphery. Her vision once so vast and multifaceted, now her glowing green eyes saw only what was in front of her. But mostly, they saw glimpses of what had been within.

Stranded rays of light shimmered, not in darkness but in bright.

Varied intensities distinct to each.

Yet blinding outside the symphony.

Wavelengths encoded, shared and humming gentle tunes.

The ocean caressed and nurtured, accepting and free.

Harmonized and true, each part played. All but one part of-

Catra resurfaced.

Entrapta spoke out instructions, snapping her fingers when no response was given. The catgirl hummed complaint, attempting to close her eyes. But the scientist was ready, turning on a light to elicit an ocular dilation response.

The words started to become sensible to her brain, barely. And Catra complied best she could. At first simply mumbling of assent or dissent. Eventually managing to grab onto the physical sensations around her. 

The coarse grain of wood.

The cool metal of the bench's armrests against her fur. 

Catra started to respond on purpose, rather than automatically.

"Do you remember the current king of Brightmoon?" Entrapta asked.

"Bow Brightmoon." She responded.

"And the queen?"

"Glimmer Brightmoon. Or. Sparkles."

"And... Your name?" Entrapta asked, with a little lilt to her voice.

Catra smiled. Finally easing out of her rigid stance. She leaned onto her nebulously defined partner.

"Catra of Dryl," she said simply.

Entrapta pulled Catra into a close embrace, rocking forward and backwards ever so slightly. But she knew Catra liked the faint movement. The wind ruffled the leaves around them, yet to fall to autumn. It was the one consistency, every time they came here.

Catra didn't need to say thanks, even though she was once again verbal. This time when she closed her eyes, she felt a comforting darkness close in. But it didn't hold her half as tightly as Entrapta did.

Not by a long shot.

[fanficmemes]

Ah damn we low on fics for cas this week? *chugs vodka* alright ao3 tab I will regret opening here I come

So I was torn between submitting this fic or the omegaverse mind break robot fucking fic, but this one had better paragraph spacing and I guess slightly more cursed content? Also surprisingly enough I did not find this in the dd:dne tag, although really, that would apply. Also it's a sonic fic, probably not super cursed and definitely not the WORST sonic fic out there but I don't have the patience to scour ffn for the really fucked up stuff, so this will have to do. (And yes, I did willingly look at the dd:dne sonic fics, no I'm not okay and yes I'm surprised too that there was nothing there I thought worth submitting).

Anyways. So this fic is about sonic getting captured by the black arms (some alien hivemind race for those who don't know) and being used as their breeding bitch. He wakes up captive in some room where Doom (the leader of the alien race) explains that he is only alive because Shadow (who has Doom's DNA and is therefore his son) wants him to "be part of creation" and since he's the prince and heir to the whole hivemind, Doom let's him keep sonic. He also explains that they cannot experience sexual pleasure like sonic and Shadow can, so they're gonna experience that through the two of them via hivemind shit, and in return for letting Doom experience an orgasm, sonic will get to bear and give birth to the next generation of black arms. Truly the deal of the century

So shadow gets real close and is practically on top of sonic, with Doom in the room and restraining sonic with tentacles. Naturally sonic is protesting the whole time, saying he'd rather die than be involved in this "deranged alien incest" and begging shadow to come to his senses and let sonic go and help him fight back. Shadow refuses and calls Doom daddy, which is certainly a Thing to add on top of the rest of all the shit going on, and he presses their dicks together and starts to jerk them off because Doom isn't going to breed sonic until after he's experienced an orgasm

Eventually the tentacles realise they are here for more than just restrains and are, in fact, a kink in and of themselves, because they start to wrap around their combined hedgehog dicks and one of them splits in half and goes straight into sonic and Shadow's dicks, fucking them. Another tentacle removes Shadow's hand and encases both of their dicks within itself like a "gelatinous cage" and as they both fuck into this gelatinous cage I'm trying to decide if I'm more horrified by the content, the fact that it's hedgehog and alien porn, or by the way the author keeps saying rod and manhood instead of cock and dick (also I'm realising this all sounds like it's escalating incredibly quickly but the fic itself is actually quite well paced but it's 2am and there's a lot of talking that I cba to repeat so y'all get the speedrun edition)

This continues as Doom continues to take pleasure from the hivemind shenanigans, and he says that sonic will not be allowed to cum unless he asks for it. Out of his mind with pleasure bc by now he has gone through quite a lot of teasing, sonic asks Doom to let them cum, also calling him daddy, which I can't decide if that's better or worse than Shadow calling him daddy.

So at LAST Doom lets them cum, taking a moment to admire the sensation that he's never felt until now. He praises sonic for doing so well, says shadow made a good choice for their new host, an announces that they will now begin "fornicating"

Exhausted from being teased and fucked, sonic is lifted against Doom's chest and doesn't quite realize what's happening until a new tentacle, this one the size of a fist, starts to shove its way up his ass and into his intestines. Sonic begins to panic again and starts to struggle to get free, but since he's exhausted it does not work, and he just has to lie back against Doom and take it as an egg sack is shoved into his ass. The first one exhausts him so much from the pain that he can't even fight against the second one, which, in contrast to the first, starts to feel pleasurable.

While this is going on, Shadow is jerking himself off, beating his meat, if you will (hi, star wars poop anon!) and eventually cums to watching sonic get eggs shoved up his ass. Not that sonic notices since he's so out of it. Shadow then crawls into Sonic's lap and cuddles with him to try and soothe him. Exhausted, in pain, and with some amount of pleasure, sonic submits to Shadow's affectionate petting and relaxes into an uneasy rest as his body finally starts to accept the eggs. When he wakes up he lets shadow fuss over him until the birth. The fic ends on sonic saying he blames the effect of the hivemind and the eggs in him for willingly being their surrogate again and again because it's the only thing that keeps him sane. And then it's over, all 4k words of fucked up hedgehog alien incest smut

So, yeah. There's like two or three fics like this (sonic getting captured and bred by the black arms) but this was the first one I found and was the most memorable. Like I said, there's probably way worse sonic fics out there, so this isn't THAT cursed by comparison, but I'm too lazy to go look for them, cause god knows finding fucked up fics on ffn is only easy if you're NOT looking for them

Please appreciate my sacrifice, because hedgehog porn is something I never wanted to read, but hey, anything to keep the fanfic memes community entertained. Happy cas!

I can’t believe I made it through this whole ask without dying of radiation poisoning anyways 7.5/10

[tilltheendwilliwrite]

Hello :) I've spent the last couple of years reading fanfic in just about every spare moment I've had, and now I'm ready to start posting some of my own! I'm a huge fan of your work (especially your Loki fics) and I was hoping you wouldn't mind giving me some advice about getting started on Tumblr & AO3. I'm excited to share my writing, but not sure where to start with the social part of Tumblr, and trying to get my stuff seen and shared. Thanks in advance for any tips you're willing to give!

First of all, thank you. I'm so glad you like my work!

Secondly, you are probably better to start posting to a fanfiction site if you're looking for feedback on projects.

While Tumblr can be great for writers, it is extremely difficult to get recognition off the hop. It can take months or years before people really begin to see and notice your stuff unless you're tagging multiple big blogs in that Fandom and they are reblogging to their larger audience. Please check with said blog first to make sure tagging them is okay, most say yes, it's just about being polite.

I personally get more interaction via AO3 than I do here on Tumblr. Plus, people are actively looking for works to read over there. Just make sure you follow their guidelines on things like tagging to make sure you don't wind up putting a couple who is romanticaly involved in a friendship category, and that your adding proper warnings. Angst, romance, smut. They all need labeling.

Other than that, all you can really do is try. Publish your work, put it out there for others to read, and see what happens.

And, I hope next time you come visit to ask questions you come off Anon. That, too, is a good way to break out of the Tumblr shadows.

T~