#ao3 archive deep dive

[fanficfanattic]

I’m still doing my Jamie deep-dives! But!!!

What is your fav platonic relationship? I’m doing some overviews of the Jamie & … tags.

Comment your favs and I’ll do some recon for you!

[phoenixcatch7]

Oh my actual goodness, ao3 never change.

This was written by two people for one story since 2013 and is still going strong over a decade later.

It's primarily a supernatural/avengers universe that branches out into doctor who, Harry Potter and the greater marvel universe. The main trilogy (a nice 420k) is complete but asdfghjkl 2012 tumblr nostalgia. It's legitimately a fantastic read too, grammar, characterisation, pacing, plot.

[l3l-diving-service]

To My Dearest Sister | Poetry | Endless Ocean 2 | G | Player Character | AO3

[dayurno]

do u know how aftg became popular back in the day? i always hear that it blew up on tumblr around 2014 but like... how, this was a random self published trilogy (book? idk if tkr & tkm were out when it gained traction) like theoretically how would we (we the collective not we me n you) go about possibly finding another self published hidden treasure like this series

I DONT anon youre overestimating how long ive been around i read aftg in the later half of 2020…!! my guess is that nora’s presence on tumblr discussing the series gathered some onlookers that then created the momentum for the fandom, but i genuinely have no idea. my friend who was into it in 2016 said once that it was in good part because aftg was thought to be dead dove, which stood out from the mostly sanitized lgbt representation at the time, and i’m sure neil being acespec also played into it. but i really do not know… x___x mon dieu…. aftg fandom deep dive soon

as for reading self published novels, there are plenty of sites online for that all over the world! i don’t know where aftg was first published, and i can’t believe i’m saying this, but if you want a better answer you should consider directly asking nora on her twitter or tagging her in a post here when she’s online

[workingforitallthetime]

Interesting. I wasn’t looking for it, but found it by simply linking through hockey blogs. Even though it’s not personally my cup of tea, & my first time reading such material, I have no problem with your writing. The problem as I see it is that using actual people in such intense and polarizing situations is a slippery slope and could have real life repercussions. If someone was writing this about your child/brother/partner would you be so dismissive? Why is it necessary to put actual human beings in these works?

wow, i am so honored you have no problem with my writing! i am so humbled and grateful that you took the time to drop by my blog and bestow your blessing. lucky me! apparently you skipped my about page, though. maybe take the time to read it. then go find another blog to read that’s more suited to your interests.

[lightbulbshineon]

I'm an entire work-girlie and I can't think of anything worse that safari just deciding to go to the top of the page without prompting.

Like I was on TikTok for an hour. I don't remember where I left of, what am I meant to do now?

[watcher0033]

Y’all, the Archive admins are made up of VOLUNTEERS. And they have been working for 12-13 HOURS STRAIGHT.

I better not hear any complaints when donation period comes around. OR ELSE.

cosplay by @woahchriswoah on Twitter

EDIT: How do we show appreciation to the volunteers? For me reading these deep dives on OTW issues u guys apparently it's been said multiple times that one of their objective statements is to have paid staff for ao3 and there's a surplus of donations they haven't used up or the other community solutions that needs to address. For those more financially literate feel free to analyze, snipe me or add to the discussion etc. linked here by deepa. They’re cool and these yearly analysis they did aint no joke.

But Seriously what can we do for these volunteers? The probable burn out from this entire fiasco would be no joke. @ao3org

[stupidlyunhinged]

okay yall whos got em cuz now i want the too

Does anyone have any dick and bruce centered fics? Specifically the lego batman movie bruce and dick. Idk if im just not looking through the proper tags on ao3 but i cant find a lot of lego batdad stuff. Any recommendations are very appreciated!

[thegoldencontracts]

Rec-list!

This is a little compilation of all the twisted wonderland works I personally recommend. Feel free to DM me, or comment anything you think should be added. If you're on this list and I haven't commented on your fic, I'm so sorry! I hope my words of praise here can somewhat make up for it.

Bold Fics/Creators are/make X Reader!

Italicized ones are ones I find underrated, so I highly recommend checking them out!

Tumblr:

Kisses - by @thehollowwriter, a fluffy OC X Azul fic that made me sqeee aghhh it's so cute <3

Azul, Idia, and Riddle With A Flirty Reader - by @etheries1015, tooth-rottingly fluffy tsundere!twst xreader, I love it sm. Ft. Azul, Riddle, Idia

Ashes - by @thehollowwriter, Azul angst and it BROKE my heart, trust me it's painful in the best way.

Untitled Azujami Drabble - by @poisoned-pearls, and though they're popular probably I still think this awesome little fluffy masterpiece is criminally underrated aghhhhh

Ace, Leona, Azul, and Jamil With A Talented Baker - by @atierrorian, super fluffy and I absolutely adored it.

Group Hug - by @whats-it-mean, Ace, Floyd, Jade, and Azul all in a group hug with the reader, it's such a funny premise and yet so well done.

Arms Tonite - by @thesunshineriptide, I honestly believe it is the gold standard for hurt/comfort fics, it's absolutely amazing and honestly one of the best twst fics I've ever read.

Please Don't Leave - by @just-patchy; octatrio poly (no twincest) hurt/comfort, it is so good, don't listen to the a/n saying the writing's bad trust mee.

Azul + Anniversary - @cloudcountry; azul x reader and it's so cute ashdhfdhsfkdlj I'm dyinggg

Coin-Flip - @pomefioredove; this one was so cuteeee azul x reader, it was so fun seeing him get all flusteredd fhjdfkjh

Ao3:

and who'll love me if i'm not the top of my school - by @idia-shroud-is-tmasc/shatteredcoll on ao3; heart-wrenching riddle angst fic in the absolutely best way. If you're a riddle fan, seriously I recommend checking it out.

Of Rosy Snapshots and Deep Dives - by bedtime_at_four_am on ao3; I may be biased but honestly I love all their works, seriously recommend reading it's such a good azurido fic and even if you don't like the pairing you'll find it hilarious.

Rock and a Hard Place - by @thateldribitch/ThatEldriBitch on ao3, it's such a short but sweet fic and honestly I've reread it so many times I've probably ended up skewing the stats HELP-

Fungi Makes A Fun Guy - by Foxyexy on ao3. Azul x Jade and It's sooo cute aghjfdjdk I'm dying I'm deadd-

Business Soulmates - by Mell(MelMystery) on ao3. Platonic octatrio; It's so perfect imo, and one of the few twins meeting azul fics i like.

Indebted - by Midnight_Archives on ao3. So cute, and it's SO underrated, especially compared to other Jamiazu longfics.

Misc. (Follow Recommendations):

@malletsum - hilarious tweets and banger malleus + twst takes imo

@dailytwsttweets - Absolutely fucking hilarious every tweet of theirs is a banger imo, never forgetting "yaoi pills"

@thehollowwriter - banger takes and a bunch of good fics!

@poisoned-pearls - SO MUCH GOOD JAMIAZU STUFF it's actually insanee

@skyephobic - Banger art absolutely EDIBLE imo

@traumxrei-archive - Everyone probably knows them but they write SO MUCH good flustered Azul content it's insaneeee

@luciferzstar - Underrated Azul artist imo, lots of great memes <3

@pomefioredove - Great fic writer imo SHJFDJHKFKJFDS

@jovieinramshackle - Great artist for Azul content, I love their ocs <3

[cheeseplants]

Let Me Tempt You: Fic

Art by @and-his-hands-were-24-crows!

Happy Holidays @and-his-hands-were-24-crows. This was written as part of the @goodomensafterdark Secret Santa exchange.

Prompt: Roman Ineffables

Inspired by their art above.

Chapter one - a lot of gratuitous oyster-eating.

Rating: E

Word count: 4,160

Read here on AO3

Summary

Aziraphale takes Crowley out for oysters. They are known aphrodisiacs after all.

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Excerpt

“So, oysters?” Crowley clicked his fingers, and a waiter in a long white toga appeared as if from nowhere. He placed a large metal plate in front of them both. It was piled high with oysters, shimmering like silvery half-moons under the lamplight. Next to it was a huge yellow sliced lemon and piles of salt, sought after in Rome. “I’ve never had one before.”

“They are a fine delicacy, not much on the eyes, but it’s like tasting the depths of the sea. Most people try to chew them but you need to swallow them whole.” Aziraphale said, thankful for some time to draw the demon’s attention from himself.

“Is that so?” said Crowley, though Aziraphale couldn’t miss the way his throat bobbed when he said the word swallow. He ignored the pulse of desire that swept through him. They were here to eat. If he had spent more than one night with his eyes shut, imagining the demon spread out before him like a buffet, that was no one's business but his own.

“Mm-hm.” Aziraphale picked up the hard shell, a creamy casing with speckles of black and brown. The smell took him back to the first hit of salt in the air after days of tracking Adam and Eve through the endless sands beyond Eden. The sound of an unknown surge, a noise more powerful than any stream in Paradise, like a thousand waterfalls falling at once. Then he saw it, a blue expanse that went on forever, birds flying and diving into the spray a few creatures large, almost like monsters slicing the edge of the sea with blades, and disappearing below. So much wilder than the babbling brooks he had become accustomed to. He had dropped to his knees and wept, only comparable to seeing the stars burst into life, not that he would tell Crowley that.

He squeezed half a lemon slice onto the oyster and lifted it to his lips. Crowley’s gaze pierced him like an arrow. He wasn't used to being looked at in this way. Aziraphale had become so used to blending in – with humans, with other angels. Acting as a chameleon, standing by to appease whoever he was near. It was rare that he was the centre of attention.

Aziraphale raised the shell and opened his mouth to swallow it whole. It hit the bottom of his lip, and it tasted of salt and crashing waves. Crowley daring him to jump in, ever the tempter, as the cold sea lapped against his chest for the first time. Curling up in the pitch-black cabins of the Ark, hearing the roar of water smashing along the sides, and a hundred animals braying night after night. A hand, long and slender on his shoulder, a calm that rode with him to the first rainbow, to a world renewed. 

It slid down his gullet, and he heard a gasp. He opened his eyes, and Crowley was bent forward, pearl-white fingers contrasting with the deep ruby of his wine. Even behind those ridiculous glasses, Aziraphale saw hints of pupils blown wide.

“Was it good?” Crowley rasped.

Aziraphale wanted to ask him the same question, as their knees had edged ever-closer, soft fabric brushing below the table.

“Very.” Aziraphale’s breath was shallow and hoarse. He dabbed a little of the salty residue from his lip. 

Thanks to my lovely betas and cheerleaders @on1occasionfork, @happynachohologram, Sensible Squirrels, Yes_its_unholy & NooRose93.

[fanficfanattic]

Summary: When a blind item about Rebecca and one of her employees turns the public’s eye on her, the team decide to take things into their own hands. Kind of.

Review: I am unironically saying that this might be one of the best versions of Jamie in a fanfic. He is dumb as a rock and also incredibly strategic and also genuinely trying to help someone he cares about.

ALSO the fact that everyone is trying to help the situation but also keeps gently interjecting why her and Sam getting together was An Issue.

Quote:

"All right?" he said, looking around the room, closing the door behind him. "I wanted to say – ah – well, you all saw the gossip site, yeah?"

"That's what we were just talking about," Keeley said, in a calmly indulgent tone.

"Right. Well." Jamie rubbed his forehead with a hand that had the cuff of his jacket pulled down over it. "I wanted to say – we should say it was me."

The other three people in the room all stared silently back at him. Finally Rebecca said, very slowly, ". . . what?"

Jamie shrugged. "Looks better, don't it?"

"Better . . . than . . . what?" Rebecca said.

Jamie either missed or wasn't bothered by the edge of danger in her tone. "Better than Sam, right? I mean – I'm a bit older, yeah, more established, I get paid more, and everybody knows it was Ted I went to, to get back on the team. No favoritism from you, like. But mostly – I didn't lose us our sponsor? And like – that'll be the first thing people say, won't it."

Second Quote:

"The team have been taking turns . . . walking me to my car, buying me drinks . . . flirting with me from the pitch," she said, directing her words and her gaze to the paving stones. "Out of some belief that it would help to obscure the truth if I looked like I might be dating all of them. You know. We didn't draft any of them for their brains."

"They're good boys," Ted said. "If somewhat naive and perhaps overly addicted to nineties teen rom coms."

"Jamie offered to snog me."

"Uh."

"The little prick even managed not to make it feel like workplace harassment." Rebecca wrapped her arms around her knees.

[hyperfixation-fix]

Alright girls, guys, and gays - welcome to...

A Newby's Guide to the Marauders Fandom

You keep seeing your mutuals post about this Harry-Potter-adjacent fandom. It seems cool, and pretty damn gay, and you're kinda curious to know more. Except there's one problem: there is little-to-no actual canon.

How do you get into a fandom with little-to-no canon material?

Well friends, I'm here to help! Consider this post your roadmap to the fandom - useful locations are noted, major landmarks and tourist destinations are starred, and recommended routes are highlighted.

But where you actually go is up to you.

Level 1: The Basics

If you're the freshest of fresh meat to this fandom, you may like to start with a nice little overview of our chaos-fanon. Here are some YouTube videos that give you a good tl;dr:

a deep dive into the marauders fandom by uncarley (YouTube video, general topic, no major content warnings) - this is a great starter video, especially if you're not a fandom person usually. It's digestible, fun, and not too lore-heavy.

The Marauders Era Fandom Deep Dive! by Coffeekoe (YouTube video, general topic, no major content warnings) - alternatively (or in addition), this is another great starter video, but possibly more from a fandom-familiar perspective. Also Coffeekoe just has great vibes and I want to kiss them on the forehead. Mwuah mwuah mwuah.

Marauders Era Ships Deep Dive! by Coffeekoe (YouTube video, several different ships, no major content warnings) - after you've got the gist of how the fandom works, you might want to know a bit more about the common Marauders ships. This video gives an awesome (and comprehensive) overview.

Level 2: The Canon in the Fanon

You're going to have a pretty tough time in the fandom if you're not at least somewhat familiar with The Fanfic™️, All the Young Dudes. This fic is as highly revered (if not more so) than the real actual canon text (obligatory fuck JKR).

First off let's understand what it is.

All the Young Dudes is a long-form fanfiction written by MsKingBean89 and published on Archive of Our Own. And when I say long-form, I mean long-form - this thing is a monstrous 188 (chunky) chapters long. It spans from 1971, when the Marauders start their first year at Hogwarts, until 1995, when Remus dies. Speaking of which, it's also canon-compliant, so I'll save you some heartache and tell you right now that all of the characters die in pretty tragic ways. I'm not going to lie to you, it's a pretty heavy story - there are strong themes of child abuse, homophobia, underage drinking/smoking, drug abuse, abusive relationships, and trauma. BUT. I really enjoyed it and have read it twice now, simply because the happy bits are worth the painful bits.

With all of that in mind, here are (my recommendations for) your options for acquiring your ATYD education:

All The Young Dudes Deep Dive! by Coffeekoe (YouTube video, ATYD, some light discussion of triggering topics mentioned above, spoiler heavy!!!) - yep that's right, it's Coffeekoe again. Mwuah mwuah mwuah. This video is a super duper great alternative to reading ATYD, or a great way to dip your toe in and see if you want to commit to reading it in full. Obviously it's spoiler heavy, so if you already know you want to read ATYD and spoilers bug you, just skip it.

All the Young Dudes by MsKingBean89 (AO3 fic, mostly Wolfstar, triggers as mentioned above) - here's just a straight up link to the fic. You may need an account on AO3 to access it.

All the Young Dudes by BIBLIOBIBULI (YouTube, same as above) - if you're like me and love the idea of reading a long-fic, but don't actually have the time/energy/patience/stamina to do it, an audiobook might be the way to go! This one is great, and complete. You're welcome 🫶

Level 3: Fics of Note

Okay! By now, you should have received your official Marauders Fandom Certification in the mail (or, I guess, via owl), and you're pretty much free to go and explore the fandom on your own. You may, however, still come across references that confuse you. Those (probably) come from one of the many, many, many popular fics in the fandom.

Here's just a few of the major ones and links to them, for your convenience (asterisks indicate fics that require an account to access):

NOTE: This is not a rec list. Approach with caution and read all the tags.

Crimson Rivers by bizarrestars*

Just Lovers (Like We Were Supposed To Be) by bizarrestars*

Best Friend's Brother by bizarrestars*

Choices by MesserMoon

Kill Your Darlings by MesserMoon

All the Young Dudes - Sirius's Perspective by Rollercoasterwords

The Cadence Of Part-Time Poets by motswolo

Art Heist, Baby! by otrtbs

Only the Brave by Solmussa*

Level 4: You're On Your Own, Kid

You're still here? Why are you still here? You should be out there, enjoying your newly acquired fandom!

Fine, one last piece of advice and then you really have to leave:

Engage.

This fandom is unique because it is the weird, Frankenstein's-Monster-esque lovechild of thousands of strange little obsessive gremlin people like you and me. Sure, it only has one eye and far too many nipples, but who cares? We made this and we love it. And it's your job, as someone in the fandom, to keep it alive by engaging. Yes, this is true for every fandom, but even more so here. Comment, reblog, share, recommend fics, ask for fic recs. Fuck it, create too - write, draw, share headcanons, make playlists. It doesn't matter if it's "bad" or "wrong", there aren't any fucking rules.

Add another nipple, by all means! Eyes are overrated anyway.

[angelthefandomobsessed]

Between Teeth, Between Claws, Between Them - Chapter 3 - Leona Kingscholar x Reader x Ruggie Bucchie

Another one in the span of a week? It's more likely than you'd think. If you haven't read the first chapter, you can find it here.

(As usual: This fic is a little suggestive, but not outright explicit, reader discretion is advised)

(Link to AO3: Between Teeth, Between Claws, Between Them - Angel_Ashido - Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own])

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Having both Ruggie and Leona in your broken down, health-hazard of a lounge felt as though you had hammered three random jigsaw pieces together. Leona, a prince, Ruggie, an urchin, and you, the one who was kinda-sorta-definitely crushing on them. Nothing about the situation made immediate sense.

“This place is pretty rough, even for my standards,” Ruggie said, looking around the room’s best features (cobwebs, more cobwebs, and what your lungs really hoped wasn’t black mold).

Still, somewhat defensive over your domain, you shot back, “It’s a work in progress. My bedroom’s way cleaner, so it’s not like it’s bothering me too much.”

“Your bedroom?” Ruggie’s eyes caught alight with a spark of something. “You’ll have to give me the grand tour sometime.”

The implication hit you with the impact of a bag of bricks, making your arms bristle.

You turned on your heel, ignoring Ruggie’s snickering, and grabbed the stack of photos you had taken at their Spelldrive practice.

“Here,” you said, handing them to Leona. “The best of the bunch. I’ll email you the files so you can pass them onto the magazine.”

Leona’s eyes slid towards his dorm-fellow. “Send them to Ruggie, so that he can forward them to the coach. He’s the member of the faculty coordinating the whole thing.”

“Shouldn’t I just give them to Vargas, then?”

He shrugged, shuffling through the pictures at a leisure-filled pace. “No need to bother yourself.”

Was adding the middle-man some kind of power thing? In the strange little arrangement that you had, you would be the bottom of the pecking order. It definitely seemed like Leona and Ruggie had a thing going on before they became interested in you, though the depth of that prior relationship was difficult to ascertain.

Regardless, Leona wielded power over both you and Ruggie in a way that never failed to thrill you.

Looking at Leona, sprawled out across the rickety old sofa, you felt an urge to act. You wanted to enter his personal space, to be accepted into it, and to see how far he was willing to go. You wanted to find the line and firmly plant yourself at its edge.

“These look good. Well done, herbivore.” The corners of Leona’s mouth curved. “We owe you one.”

Politeness urged you to tell him, “No worries,” but the building something in your gut clawed at those words until they were no more.

Instead, you told Leona, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

His body shifted, ears angling towards where you stood. He liked that.

“C’mere,” he commanded, a little more grit to his tone than usual.

You obeyed without a single thought, feet guiding you to stand before him.

“You seem pretty worked up. Feeling alright?”

He sized you up with those emerald eyes, dark and vast, so deep you felt you could dive into them.

You felt as though your legs might start trembling, yet you said, “I feel fine.”

“Really now? Why don’t you come a little closer and see if that changes?”

From the one-seater, Ruggie watched the two of you, transfixed.

You held your breath until it burned, taking a small step forward.

“Closer.”

Another step.

“Closer.”

Your knees bumped against the edge of the sofa. For a fleeting moment, you felt the warmth of his body against your thighs.

“Closer.”

“I’m as close to you as I can go,” you protested.

He looked up at you, still lounging like nothing in the world could disturb him. “Get creative.”

You glanced at Ruggie, who seemed utterly mesmerised by the scene playing out in front of him. His pupils were so small that his eyes looked like two puddles on a cloudless day. It was as though he was witnessing magic for the first time.

In a somewhat awkward motion, you clambered over him, shifting until you were sitting on his lap. He remained fully reclined, though his face beamed with amusement.

Emboldened by your own actions, you issued your own decree. “Your turn. Get closer to me, Leona.”

His eyelids fluttered down, turning his expression into something soft and making your stomach swoop. Slowly, punctuated by the creaking of the sofa, he raised himself into a sitting position, anchored down by your steady weight in his lap.

Your faces were close together - so close that he filled your vision, becoming impossible to escape.

“What do you want?” Leona asked you, voice low, tickling the insides of your ears and filling your head with cotton. The puff of his breath tickled your cheek as you turned your head to the side, considering.

“I…”

“Say it,” Leona urged.

There was a sense of desperation to him. He was dishing out the orders, yet he was starving, craving the same things that you longed for.

You could deny him, but why would you? This was inevitable. Since you grew an interest in Leona Kingscholar, you were destined to end up in this position.

“I want to feel your lips on mine. I want you to hold me. And then I want you to do it again, and again, and again.” 

His arms encircled your waist, enveloping you in the constant heat that radiated from him. Leona might think himself the prince of disaster and ruin, but to you, he embodied nothing but the rays of the morning sun and safety.

Light filtered in through the windows of Ramshackle, framing him in gold - it would make a beautiful picture, you thought.

With that final picture of him held safely in your mind, you closed your eyes and pressed your lips to his.

Leona’s body tensed against yours as he pushed against your kiss, chasing every ounce of adoration that you had to give him. You pressed into him at every chance you got, feeling like everything was finally right.

His pace was slow, yet thorough, exploring every possibility that the kiss held. When his tongue traced the seam of your mouth you opened, letting him search uncharted depths.

While you relished every second of the kiss, you were painfully aware of Ruggie, who you could feel watching your every move.

When you reached a point of light-headed breathlessness you drew back to suck in a deep breath, not missing the way that Leona chased you out of sheer instinct.

Your chest heaved, face beyond red after the whole affair. Leona was faring better than you were, but he was far from unaffected. There was a feral quality to him, like he was fighting every aspect of himself that wanted to take things further. His gaze was wild as he panted, sharp teeth on display.

Once you had both started to settle, Leona spoke the words you were longing to hear: “Why don’t you throw him a bone and give Ruggie a taste?”

You couldn’t stifle your desire, as it manifested into a thoroughly embarrassing whine.

“Oh? You like that?” Leona teased, bringing his face forward and resting it against the crook of your neck. 

Something about that gesture felt more intimate than anything you had done so far; he was almost bowing to you, pressing his nose against your pulse point.

He pulled his head back, and called Ruggie over. The hyena scampered to the two of you like he had been waiting his whole life for it. Ever the obedient one, Ruggie stood, red-faced and waiting for orders.

You waited too, but they never came. Leona was looking at you expectantly.

They were both waiting for you. Waiting for you to offer yourself up. 

Calling forward the audacity that allowed you to straddle Leona Kingscholar, you looked to Ruggie.

“Kiss me. Now, please.”

“I’d be honoured to, kitten,” Ruggie chirped, looking like the cat that got the cream.

He was quick, urgent, as he lunged forward. You didn’t get the chance to move before his mouth was on yours, hurtling you into an utterly shameless exchange.

Where Leona was slow and precise in his movements, Ruggie was quick and constant, lips moving at a dizzying pace. It was a messy, rushed kiss, but a dizzying one all the same. 

The sounds of the kiss fueled the beginnings of shame in your stomach, as Leona watched from his front row seat. One minute, you were kissing him, and the next it was someone else…

You felt a cocktail of emotions at that; it was thrilling, shameful, and utterly tantalising.

Ruggie broke the kiss so that he could pepper your face with short presses of his lips. The barrage of affection made your heart swell; Leona would never do something like that, yet by having both Ruggie and Leona involved in your life, you could get the best of both worlds.

By the time he stopped his ceaseless assault, you were laughing uncontrollably under him, due to the kisses being both ridiculous and ticklish.

“Show some restraint, Ruggie,” Leona drawled.

Ruggie laughed and then nuzzled into your cheek. “I can’t help it - our kitten is just the sweetest little thing. So docile and cute~”

You rolled your eyes, but welcomed the feeling of him against your face. Both boys were unlike anybody you had ever met before. Being passed between them was an unexpected end to your night, but a welcome one all the same.

[lucidheart3]

Here is a list of my fics with their summaries and my favourite lines from each!

How (not) To Get To Know Your Sons

Tom’s quiet Sunday is interrupted by a challange to see how well he knows his kids.He isn’t complaining in the slightest.

Nebula’s Elegy; the ao3 version

“We can’t stop the cannon from firing…”

”But we can steer it away from Earth!”

Spoiler alert; They couldn’t



Whelve: the ao3 version

This is a rewrite of my previous work with the same name

A warrior decides he won’t die a monster, Knuckles and Sonic’s ways cross to never divide

But when what they have each whelved is uncovered, do they have the strength to keep running together? Or are they doomed to fall apart from the start?

Replacement:

Sonic overhears the unpleasant conversation Maddie has with Rachel, His family help him with fallout, while facing with their own sorrows along the way.

“But are they... his parents? Is Sonic their son, really? Or a poor excuse of a son in place of someone who once was?”

Pen Pals:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

What if Sonic and Tom became pen pals before officialy meeting each other?

But one side of him is so, so afraid,he tested the waters before, too deep and too cold, then he drowned alone.

What if I don’t have to be alone anymore?

What, then?

Well, He is already diving head-first into the ocean, he might as well enjoy the ride.

Visions of What We Could Be:

When visions of what they could be plagues his mind, Sonic forgets to appreciate what he has. Luckily, Knuckles is there to remind him.

“Hmm. Maybe to not be an alien? To not have to run?”

Sonic’s mouth falls open, and he can feel Knuckles’ last word trigger something inside of him. A mantra burried deep into his soul, a shield that protected him. His resolve, his promise.

Never stop running.”

Break Into Contents, Never Falling Down:

Sonic and Knuckles’ usual spar suddenly takes a nasty turn. Feelings are hurt, tears are shed, and it’s up to Maddie and Tom to help their sons climb up the hole they’ve dug themselves into.

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

“My mind disagreed. Saying that I’m unworthy of those titles. But it agreed that Sonic is unworthy, too. So I hurt him. Showed him all of the darkness he himself has shone light on inside of me. I don’t know what I hoped for to happen. But I couldn’t bear seeing him shine that bright, not letting his dark past dim his light, like I did.

Cards On The Table (We’re Showing Hearts)

Sonic’s boredom leads to an interruption in their quiet afternoon, but his family wouldn’t have it any other way.

“For how many years he was with them, and they weren’t with him?

For how many years he had been their son, and they had no idea?

Late Night Endearement

A sweet exchange Tom has with his sons leads to a late night heart to heart with his lovely wife.

“ We just have to keep walking towards them, and allow them to meet us halfway”

MY WIPS

Movie Amy AU:

First Chapter

“No, she wasn’t going to give up. For her mom, who sacrificed so much to bring her into life, for her grandparents, who raised her with so much care and love. And for herself, to live long enough to give all the love her heart bursted with; to flickies, to trees, to children and elders, to whoever needed help. And receive love in return, as selfish it was, Amy didn’t want to go without experiencing the acceptance and affection she had grown up with again.

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Snufkin’s Christmas

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Hello! I'm fairly new to the fandom so it is 100% possible that they might be out of character AND that there's some things that doesn't make too much sense in terms of canon media, since I haven't done a deep dive yet (especially not on the Christmas specials)

He was never the one to celebrate Christmas, he never had the need nor the people to do it anyway. But after running-- or getting crashed-- into Santa Claus, Snufkin embarks on an odd journey in which he has to replace the old man himself. On his adventure, the lad learns about the struggles of some families, all whilst dealing with his own fair share. Perhaps by the time the sun comes up, Snufkin's mind opens to the idea of celebrating the holiday next year, regardless of if he's alone or not.

Special thanks for a cool friend of mine, @rusted-fairy-wings (can be found on AO3, too (@ rusted_fairy_wings)!!) , who sacrificed her time to beta-read the prologue! 💙

PROLOGUE:

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My favourite thing about joining an over 20-year-old fandom? The sheer amount of fan fics out there! Over 30,000 fics on AO3. Deep dives into FanFiction.net. Finding old blogs and fic archives from the late 1990s/early 2000s! I have been having so much fun! 🤩🤩🤩🤩