#bc i love writing as an outlet i adore this

[stomach-bugg09]

summary: [y/n] has always been an angry girl. why wouldn't she be ready to fight any avatar that puts their hands in her siblings?

sully family x sully!reader

a/n: i just did this one for fun because i wanted one where she's an absolute boss and a half. love her !! remember , reqs are open and waiting. i probably won't write anymore fali x [y/n] stuff unless i get specific reqs because they're really difficult to write without direct inspo and ideas. once again , motivation is really important to keep me writing , so please comment feedback + reblog !! i would seriously appreciate it. ( also , for some odd reason my two most recent works have barely gotten any interaction -- idk if that's just bc tumblr is being a problem , or if it's because fali has lost his magic touch ( which if so , i completely get it ) , but if you guys could help me out to try and figure out what's going on ?? )

warnings: violence, guns, fighting, weapons, death, killing

tags: @rafeslovergirl @wxnderingthoughts @liyahsocorro @bonnibuckets @hjkshshjkhklhkl @itssiaaax @grierpilots @23victoria @nyotamalfoy @gcldtom @eywas-heir @historygeekqueen @missroro @sweetheart-bo

angry spirit

nobody quite understood the rage that naturally flowed through the veins of the women in the sully family. nobody quite understood the urge to protect that seemed to be carried between each and every one of the children that jake and neytiri shared and adored together. nobody quite understood… not until they experienced it themselves.

and trust me, plenty of people have experienced it, humans and na’vi alike. even from a young age, there were times where one of the kids were ( one-hundred and ten percent ) willing to fight another kid if it meant they would stop picking on their siblings.

luckily — of perhaps unluckily, depending on the perspective — that shared agreement only seemed to get stronger with age. as the relationships between each kid developed, as more seemed to join the family in general, there was a camaraderie between the five sully kids. even tuk, just a tiny thing herself, was well aware of her willingness to risk her own life if it meant she could save her sisters and brothers.

that being said, there was absolutely no way any of her older siblings would ever let that slide, but it was a sweet sentiment on its own.

even though this habitual response seemed to run through every sully’s blood, it was strongest in the eldest girl.

being neteyam’s twin — younger by just a few minutes — allowed for [y/n] to balance him out. while he had the expectations of future olo’eyktan on his shoulders from the moment he graced pandora with his birth, [y/n] was a freer spirit.

she was also a much more angry spirit.

not that she held fury against every person she interacted with, but [y/n] wasn’t scared of disliking anyone. she also wasn’t scared of letting them know that she didn’t like them; a blessing and a curse, the sully family often called it.

but it stemmed further than that. it ran stronger than that.

from a young age, jake taught his oldest daughter how to channel her anger much healthier. what did jake sully consider a healthy outlet? well, fighting, of course.

so, the sully child that’d been this close to fighting another kid in lo’ak’s honor? yeah, that was [y/n].

not to mention her iknimaya — the rite of passage that quite possibly boosted this girl’s ego far too high. she deserved it, though. not many young na’vis could complete the event in such little time, especially against the pain that her ikran was.

he was a bitter fellow, similar to his spirit sister. angry at the world for every little thing and always ready for a fight. they truly were connected in every possible way.

but, her iknimaya was physical evidence that fighting fire with fire never worked. the truth was that one flame had to overcome the other — one flame had to envelop the other. it was just a matter of which flame was stronger.

[y/n] knew from the moment she locked eyes and that joyful, adrenaline-filled grin blessed her face that she would win.

thank eywa she believed in herself, because neytiri and jake nearly lost all of their faith at the sight of the monster that towered over the young girl.

another notable moment — or perhaps a series of moments — of her oh-so optimistic and joyful personality was prompted by her very own father. if there was one thing that the oldest daughter was confident in, it was her father’s love. she knew that he loved her — loved all of them — and that made it extremely easy for her to argue with him on any topic she disagreed with.

as annoying as it happened to be to jake, neytiri loved that she was raising a strong woman. it often reminded her of herself at a young age.

but, every single one of those stories were child’s play compared to the raw anger that surged through her body when her and her siblings’ lives were held under knife and gunpoint.

[y/n], the original rebel and inspiration for lo’ak’s ‘admirable’ choices, was happy to join the crew on their adventure through the jungle. with lo’ak grounded from flying due to his choices just the other night, he’d practically begged his older sister to join them.

they were partners in crime, afterall.

once neteyam decided to become all responsible and stuff ( not that [y/n] blamed him… but it was disappointing ), [y/n] and lo’ak seemed to have magnetized toward each other, although that might be a sign to turn the other way and run as fast and as far as you can.

either way, [y/n] found herself exploring the similar jungle scene alongside all of her siblings minus neteyam and with the additional presence of spider.

as soon as the familiar scene turned not-so familiar, it seemed that [y/n] had a feeling. a feeling that something was wrong, that something else was creeping. she should have listened to her gut.

and that same thought resurfaced as soon as the stomach-dropping view of the avatars overcame her view from the bushes.

it was only once said avatars put their hands on her baby siblings that the familiar settled, bubbling beneath her thick layers of skin. it was only when [y/n] fell into an eerie silence and state of pure calm that every other sully sibling felt their own fear.

even as tuk squirmed and cried against the bruising grip of the avatar’s, even as kiri cried out at the sharp knife edge against her throat, even as spider fought his restraints, even as lo’ak stared into the terrifying eyes of the same man that had nearly killed his father…

[y/n] stayed perfectly compliant. stuck on her knees, queue throbbing at the feeling of her opponent tugging it, [y/n] merely stared straight at quaritch. silently, her urge to fight was building, and everybody that knew her was perfectly aware. and ready.

she ran her tongue smoothly against her fangs, eyes narrowed straight at the man that threatened the lives of her siblings.

a solid thirty minutes had already passed, eclipse coming quicker than [y/n] would’ve preferred. she just had to hope that, without being used to their forest and bodies, the avatar’s didn’t have the same keen night vision as she did.

“you okay there, kid?” the avatar teased, attempting to startle her with his threatening voice. he tugged her braid, nearly drawing a hiss from deep within her rib cage, but she held it back. he seemed to be bothered with the fact that her eyes hadn’t once left the body of their colonel.

but, for once, she drifted her gaze to meet her perpetrator and summoned english for his benefit. “ask again in a few minutes.”

and, almost as if [y/n] could feel the presence of her parents, a familiar bird call echoed through the nighttime breeze. her ears pressed back against her head in shock before she quickly recovered and flashed an innocent smile to the avatar.

he merely grunted, pulling her braid one last time for good measure, and looked back up at quaritch.

now, she just had to be patient. she could do that. well, as long as she got what she wanted in the end, and that was a good fight. she deserved it after letting the chains rub back and forth against her wrists, eating at her skin through the friction.

that being said, as soon as her mother’s signal became clear, she straightened up and locked eyes with lo’ak. a discreet nod was enough between them. grab tuk and go. she knew kiri and spider would handle themselves.

plus, the extra connection between spider and quaritch was just another layer of protection for her baby sister. perhaps it was a terrible way of thinking, but [y/n] wouldn’t dwindle too much on it. the urge to survive had its faults, afterall.

and finally, once neytiri’s arrow soared through the air, it was go time.

while lo’ak and tuk bit the arms of their restraining avatars, lo’ak also doubling duty and releasing whatever gas canisters had been accessible on the guy’s belt, kiri and spider were lucky enough to be given a chance to run as soon as the avatars lifted their guns.

[y/n] liked to do it the hard way, though.

she swung her legs in a swift motion, wrapping them around the avatar’s. she weighed his bottom half, keeping him from being able to move far, and in a split second, neytiri’s arrow was embedded in his chest.

[y/n] let go, scrambling to her feet and up the nearest tree, finding a moment of solace nested in the upper branches. she could see everything, and they couldn’t see her — she was a master of disguise and hiding, if anything.

and then, it seemed the world went a few clicks quieter, gunfire calming down just a tad. one scan of the scene, and [y/n] knew it was because they’d lost sight of her siblings.

“the kids are gone.” a voice crackled through the walkie strapped to a dead avatar’s chest at the base of the tree, the small noise quiet against the chaotic scene. [y/n] was merely lucky she was in little enough of a proximity to even catch the words.

“what do you mean gone?” quaritch. she could tell from his stingy accent and infuriating pronunciation of vowels.

a beat of quiet against more raining gunfire. “the boy and youngest girl ran off. tarzan and the other girl split to the opposite direction.”

“which other girl?” [y/n] felt a familiar smile on her face.

“what do you mean —”

quaritch was angry, and [y/n] couldn’t help but find pure enjoyment from the scene. little did he know that the young na’vi girl could now see him from her spot in the tree, eyes narrowed on the colonel hunched behind a fallen log.

“there are two girls. one of ‘em quiet and useless, the other looks like her devil of a mother.” the same mother that managed to kill him the first time.

[y/n]’s eyes focused on the demon in na’vi skin, watching his face contort at the familiar arrow pierced in the wood beside him. it was almost as if he’d conjured her very own “devil of a mother” into existence. “seems that very mother might be in attendance this fine evening.”

[y/n] scrunched her nose in disgust, her skin crawling at his words. she really could not stand him. but, her attention was quickly pulled back to reality when he dropped the walkie and called into the open air, all while reloading his gun, “that you, mrs. sully? i recognize your calling card.”

instantly, [y/n]’s head whipped around, locating the exact tree in which her mother hid behind. unfortunately, [y/n] was a few feet away and at the worst possible angle to help.

“why don’t you come on out, mrs. sully?” quaritch continued, and [y/n]’s eyes followed a different avatar that began to creep past the colonel. “you’n i, we got some… unfinished business.”

“demon!” neytiri’s voice caused panic to spike in the young na’vi’s heart, blood pumping with adrenaline. “i will kill you as many times as i have to.”

it was only when [y/n] looked back at quaritch that she noticed the other avatar was missing. a million different curse words rattled deep within her brain, eyes widening in fear.

meanwhile, quaritch would not be distracted from his tangent. “i guess you an’ the corporal have been pretty… busy, haven’t ya? got yourself a whole litter of… half-breeds.”

what could she do?

as quickly and as silently as she could, [y/n] scrambled through the wet tree branches, cursing herself every time her feet lost grip. nerves added up with rain never helped.

at the very last second, [y/n] reached a spot in which she could just barely see her mom. well, her mom, and the avatar that had a gun aimed right at her. just as [y/n] opened her mouth and prepared to scream a distraction, an arrow flew right through the avatar’s body.

gunfire followed almost immediately after, and her dangerous balance finally lost way, causing the girl to topple from her position and into the muddy ground below.

[y/n] was quick to stand up — she had to be — but the scene was not a pretty sight to behold.

she was surrounded. surrounded by three different avatars, each with their own weapon that could quite easily hurt her, if not kill her on the spot. she just prayed that, if they did manage to get to her, she could make them scream first.

[y/n] knew she would. it was always just a matter of mentality, right?

and so, as if the clock slowed down just for her, [y/n]’s eyes flashed around her and gauged every detail possible. the machine gun, loaded and prepared ( although she had noticed that it was already halfway empty ), in the hands of the avatar to her right, the two knives ready in the hands of the avatar to her left, and the last avatar just in front of her. nothing but his fists.

a smile surfaced.

she could deal with that.

and then, before the rest of her body returned to the consciousness of time, her feet began to move. [y/n] lifted her arms so she could see her wrists — still wrapped in chains — and she leapt upwards.

her long legs gave her a higher jump, bringing her and her hands to the perfect height to wrap her chains around the weaponless avatar’s neck. she swung herself around, legs hooking his torso as she tugged with every bit of strength she could muster.

at the chaotic sounds around her, [y/n] knew that bullets were being fired now. lucky for her, she had her very own personal shield, but that meant the tree she was choking was about to go timber.

once she felt the warm splatters of his blood against her stomach, she knew she only had a matter of time before getting squished under a dead man’s weight. [y/n] shifted her weight, unhooking her legs and placing her feet on his hips very carefully.

[y/n] kept her ears aware at all times as she leapt up and off of the now dead avatar, pushing him onto the ground with her jump. her ears moved vigilantly, picking up the sounds of the bullets just before they were shot so she could move just in time to avoid any casualties.

and then her favorite sound rang through the air. an empty cartridge.

at that, her infamous smirk surfaced as she locked eyes with the now useless avatar.

now, behind her, the third avatar with the knives thought she was being slick, creeping behind her with both weapons raised to stab her in the back.

luckily, [y/n] was far too aware and far too pissed to miss such an important detail.

just as the third avatar broke through stabbing distance, [y/n] whirled around and disarmed her in a quick movement. both knives flew into the air, and she swiftly grabbed each of them.

each blade found their own homes embedded in the chests of her enemies

and then, just like that, she’d won.

[y/n] huffed for air, three dead avatars laying around her feet. blood pooled, swirling in an overwhelming pool of maroon. and none of it was hers.

[onlymurdersintheafterparty]

On Twitter today there was a tweet about Lestat prompting a discussion of a Loustat Dance Moms au and I would LOVE a fic of Lestat being a menace over Claudia taking part in some sort of performance. Whether it’s a dance class, school play, or pageant we all know he would not be messing around and Louis would be stressed out from having to console Claudia bc of the pressure she’s under and talking down Lestat so he won’t cuss out everybody 😭

Also I can’t shake the image of Lestat pulling an all-nighter at the sewing machine to make a young Claudia or Viktor a Halloween costume that he designed himself. I wish I were a talented artist bc the pic or comic of this would be so adorable bye (if any of you see this post and are inspired to draw it can you please tag me?)

One of these days I’m going to have to just start writing fics for myself even if I don’t post them just to have an outlet for these ideas 😩

[satoruhour]

What do you think about gojo begging reader for a duck lmao? Maybe he wants kids but reader thinks 20 is too young so now he really wants a duck?

a/n: anon u so fuckin real for this, enjoy !!!! had lots of fun writing this / tagging my gojo luvers @jabamin @hyomagiri @crysugu @satohruu

yeah. yeah he would.

would be so eager about it too, like arent you fathering megumi and tsumiki ??? dude

my hc is that yes he took them in around 18 and you were already together with him and getting used to taking care of the two kids

but he would randomly get baby fever while seeing you be so caring and loving to the two, and not to mention for the first two years megumi usually stuck by you LMAOOO

tsumiki warms up to gojo more or less but theres still some barrier between gojo and the kids

so one day while youre both waiting for megumi and tsumiki at their school two years later he randomly announces in his annoying voice that “we should make a baby!!!!”

god the faces of all the parents waiting together with them 😭😭😭 and it’s so funny too cause it’s implied in S1 the siblings walk home together without a guardian and they would do perfectly fine without the two of you.

and bc of megumi’s usual embarrassment of gojo (and sometimes you) he tells you two to stay home cause he knows where you guys live but gojo just HAD to bring you here today bc he finished a mission nearby (lies. his fav kikufuku store opened an outlet near the school) and whats wrong with wanting to see the kids ya know

but anyway you seized his arm and slapped it just as the kids were coming out and shoved him so hard he almost fell. he fake cried that night in your arms and megumi made sure to ban you both from visiting both their schools ever again (it was right next to each other)

it doesnt seem to affect gojo much however until megumi brings home a consent slip for a farm excursion and hes like sure! he goes on the website of the farm and gets a splendid idea

well, splendid by his standards, but terrible by yours

[9:50am, delivered]: satoru i almost couldn’t find ur contact why did u change it 😭😭😭

[9:56am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: DAMN? why ??? curse me for wanting a cute name on my baby’s phone.

you literally saved me as “gojo satoru”

[9:57am, delivered]: bc thats literally ur name u fucking loser ????? 

[9:59am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: photo attached

[10:01am, delivered]: you went finding for that pic didnt you 

you’re so engrossed in the conversation (or rather, you making fun of him), pausing so intently that the person behind you has to ask you to move so you can order some damn mochi for your sweets-obsessed boyfriend. but before you can open your mouth to tell the cashier what you wanted, there’s another text that comes in and you’re torn between confusion and incredulity.

[10:01am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: also can we get a duck

[10:02am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: and NO i dont mean a fuck you dirty girl muhahah i know you thought that

eh, well, maybe you did.

[10:02am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: please pleasp eeplelasepplea

and also, you think that maybe you didn’t really want to buy kikufuku for your boyfriend anymore.

gojo is elated later when you hand him the bag of mochi from his favourite store, him still following you around like a puppy, looking almost comical with his tall figure crouching so low.

“so?”

“we are not getting a duck, satoru,” you sigh with your hands on your hips because when gojo begs like that it’s just so adorable, but the other doesn’t let up, using his blue-eyed charm on you and you hate to admit that it’s working — except maybe you would give in if it was a cat or a dog or even a hamster.

“a duck?”

gojo shoots up immediately and you’re reminded of his impending height compared to yours, “yes!”

“no!”

your boyfriend pouts again and reverts to his submission-to-you pose as tsumiki likes to call it, “pleaseee?”

you make a big dramatic out of thinking, “hm, get on your knees.”

gojo’s surprised but he does it without a second thought and you’re taken aback just a little at his obedience. if this was the way to get him to properly wash the kids’ clothes or to clean up after eating in the messiest way known to man, you’d get him to do it all the time, but you’re snapped out of your little realisation when megumi opens the door, tsumiki next to him giggling non-stop — the excursion bus probably had dropped them off on the front porch.

“what’s going on?” you’d think it was the other way round: the two siblings being the responsible adults whilst you two were acting like kids, especially with the way megumi asks the question. gojo isn’t phased.

“trying to convince your surrogate mother here,” gojo nudges his head toward you with a slight scowl on his face, “to get us a duck.” your hand lands a smack against the back of his neck.

megumi pulls a face and tsumiki only laughs even more and starts to nudge megumi with choked laughter, seeing his hands start to form a sign: his rabbit, no, divine dogs shikigami—

four ducks start materialising from shadows, crowding around the two of you and bombarding you with both quacks and playful nips on your skin and your temporary anger with your boyfriend fades, focusing on the seemingly happy faces of the ducks and the way they waddle. you’re stuck in between laughter and the softness of their feathers until—

“oh, this is their natural state, but they turn into angry, sorta scary geese on command too, although i haven’t really gotten the hang on it—”

gojo’s eyes widen, “megs, no!”

needless to say, megumi sits a little sheepishly later as he watches gojo clean up your scratches and mild wounds, getting a well-deserved (light) lecture and a kiss on the forehead later from you for discovering a new shikigami during movie night, gaining a little smile from gojo as he cuddles a sleeping tsumiki closer.

[chernabogs]

Lil post abt a rundown of how I write fics / what I'll write bc I had a friend go 'Ames what exactly do you allow' 😭 real...

No NSFW writings from me (I only write that in my game for my main; I don't like writing NSFW in general, and twst is just not an area I'll personally touch)

That being said, I will touch on darker content. I post warnings at the top of every fic I write, so please read them and decide if it's something you're in the headspace to read.

My x Reader are always x Gen/Neutral unless specifically asked, and even then I'm a lil flexible. I like to keep the genders vague so any reader can feel like they can insert themselves in the fic (the interactive fiction curse fr)

I usually do subtle romance if romance is to be involved (the exception being the Monody series and a few others). I like to keep that vague too bc ik some people love a good platonic fic (real 🤌). If asked outright, I can be flexible on this part.

I don't write ships between canon characters in any romantic sense unless the game itself implies they're together (like Meleanor and Raverne, for example). If I'm writing char in a fic, they're usually just guys interacting LMAO

I'll put my own lore in fics at times, simply because twst only gives us so much to work with. Nothing I write is gospel (tho in my brain it is)

I loveeee love char expos. Love digging into chars brains. Love headcanon reqs, love all of that. I will write you like 4k of a character just thinking while drinking coffee, and this is a threat 😭

If you ever see me rb a prompt list, don't be shy to send in someone you don't see works for on my masterlist (altho it's 99% Dia rn fjdjcj)! I love writing other char, love stretching my brain. It keeps me young(ish).

As a warning, I write a lot when I write (averaging over 2k per req). If longer things aren't your cup of tea, that's ok! There are a ton of amazing fic writers in this fandom, so no one has a shortage of what their vibe matches!

The usual: I reserve a right to delete asks I disagree with. Not here for terfs, racists, homophobes, etc. I block people who post things I disagree with (incest, rape/SA, etc) and will not negotiate the matter. If I don't like what I get, I'll usually delete it without addressing at all. Running my main taught me over many years to just... not bother LMAO.

I'll add along rules as situations come up, but these tend to be the general!

For basic info about me:

I go by Ames (She/Her) and I'm 25

I write a game called Attollo which takes up most of my time, so twst serves as my little outlet for stress! (If you're interested in Attollo, note the 17+ age restriction and the warnings at the start of the game)

I'm in a masters degree in statistics and finishing that up soon. I work full time meanwhile, so things are hectic!

I have 2 cats (ask me about them, affectionately dubbed 'Smelly' and 'Charlie') who inspire me when I write Grim

I adore the Dia Quartet, the Staff, all our single parents in the game (Maleficia I see you 💕), and any lore they give us. I play JP and EN so spoilers are in fics and on this blog!

[willmarstudios]

Bookworm Will Review 2024 (#25 )

Title: 'Cubs and Campfires'

Author: Dylan Drakes

Rating: 2.75 / 5

Review: (MINOR SPOILERS)

I want to first thank Dylan for the eARC copy of this absolutely adorable rom-com! We all know I am a HUGE sucker for positive plus-size representation in media, so when the cover was revealed, I was SHOOK! (Not just because the art was done by Daisuke bc AH! Love their work!!!)

And Dylan really delivered in this simple cozy romantic comedy with an undertone of spice.

Luca is struggling to comes to terms with where/how he wants to take his journalism career, being a very sex positive and people centered writer, he wants to always share REAL stories. Even the ones that others seem afraid to tell because it'll out their authentic selves. Much like the newspaper outlet that is giving him this chance to give them a story surrounding celibacy. He takes another job while he writes as a fire watch tower where he swears to focus only on writing the truth about his experience with the isolation.

Until he meets Red Bear. (Artair)

A wondering, camping, couch surfing free spirit hottie who follows the flow wherever life seems to take him.

Suddenly distracted by the ever attractive camping neighbor, Luca's vow of celibacy breaks (not just once mind you) and he is now torn between writing a lie to achieve his dreams or accepting defeat and writing the honest truth. The two spend the rest of the summer opening up and sharing their stories between each other and the vast vulnerable safe space of the forest.

[earth4angels]

I think I might have to leave the Jace fandom and it’s devastating.

For some reason, there is a trend of Jace writers making him take out his anger and stress on his girl by using sexual violence and I really can’t take it anymore. It never happens to men in fanfiction and women are not outlets for mens violence. Like women are human beings and they and their bodies are not tools to be used for when men are upset. A lot of the fics are straight up SA and some are just super rough sex which is still out of character for Jace. Like he is the softest boy and a mama’s boy who is a surprisingly feminist character for asoiaf. Rhaenyra didn’t raise her son to use women sexually when he is upset. Jace is canonically pouting and reading when he’s upset, he is not going to Baela and pushing her down on the bed.

I read Jace fics as a comfort character because I know he is sweet and soft. There are so many other men in the asoiaf world who are rough and mean. As an abused women who men have hurt and then said that they couldn’t control their emotions, it really bothers me to see a rise of Jace fics where he “takes his anger out” on his girl. Like that is the definition of abuse and internalized misogyny. Men already use women enough in real life and Jace would never do that.

It also bothers me that some writers I like are participating in this and other writers I like are supporting it. I know some people you are friendly with on here are writing like this and it really makes me feel alone and crazy

hi noonie… i hope you don’t leave bc there’s such good jace writers and many nice people in the jace fandom! i appreciate you!

but i understand im so sorry the fandom has been failing you. i’ve seen there is a trend of writers writing jace in this violent way and it’s all to the writers rights to do that. it’s a ooc jace that people love? i personally don’t get it bc that’s not jace but everyone to their own. i personally don’t like it. i’m very picky with stories i read that feature jace. if i start seeing it’s very ooc i tend to click off and that’s my choice, i know the writers are talented but i have the choice to read or not you get me?

people i’m close to on here that i’ve seen are very creative and they write beautiful stories of jace in many universes — most of my jace fics recs are literally beautiful pieces of art but any ooc jace im not really a fan of so i understand i personally love writing jace in soft writing bc he’s literally me, he’s a enfj and idc what people say but noonie you have a choice to not read things and to follow blogs that you feel comfortable with. you’re not alone and you should know your feelings and opinions are validated, i adore you & your opinions 🤍

but i promise there is beautiful writers that write jace so beautifully & know that from me you wouldn’t get any jace that isn’t soft with different layers into his personality bc personally that’s just what im comfortable in writing. of course ill write kinks and all that hard core stuff BUT ONLY WITH CHARACTERS THAT FIT THAT DESCRIPTION.

[ashtraythief]

I love looking at your page and seeing you answer a bunch of asks! Thank you for feeding people’s curiosity. I was the person that asked you about favorite SPN fics. Thank you so much for answering! I love that that post got a bunch of notes, too, haha. You have such good taste! I wanted to follow up and ask about leonidaslion. I adore the terrible day fic, but I was so curious to hear about your thoughts on the rest of their fics? Like the darker ones? I know you said they were too depressing for you, did you finish them?

I read Disturbia and sobbed for days. Her Dean feels way too in-character and my god that author puts him through hell. Suite verse was such an intense read too. I am surprised they’re too dark for you ash because you write dark stuff too, haha. Though I remember reading your fics (Underneath specifically) after Disturbia to feel better about my life lol.

Aww thank you! Tbh I'm just thrilled that people are so interested 😅

I was honestly surprised by the number of notes bc this rarely happens to me, but I'm very happy people are still reading spn fics and those fics deserve all the love.

Hmm, as for leonidaslion's fics, the first thing I have to say that writing certain tropes and themes is different than reading them, at least for me. Usually writing dark stuff is an outlet for me which is not the case when I read dark stuff. Writing darker things and reading them puts me in very different moods and gets different emotional reactions. Like my own dark writing doesn't make me sad or angry or depressed, it's more of a catharsis. And even though I wrote dark stuff, it's generally not between my characters. I'll make the occasional exception for the masquerade prompt fest, but generally I write happy relationships (my serial killers are still very much in love and happy with each other lol).

I never tried the suite verse, the tags told me it was not for me. I very rarely read wincest where one of them is dark. Like I've read some dark fics of course, there are a couple of DemonDean ones I enjoyed and I'm sure I also read some boyking Sam, but in recent years I've definitely been gravitating towards happy things. Life is stressful enough, give me some fluff lol.

I tried Disturbia, but it wasn't for me. While I have written fics, well one fic (and that was many moons ago), with extensive whump, that's a kind of character torture I don't enjoy reading. I know it's one of the all time greats in fandom and it is very well written, but it's just not for me. But I'm happy for everyone who enjoys it or well, gets a catharsis out of it. Fandom truly offers something for everyone and that's amazing.

[okkottsus]

Hi again. Just want to say, thanks so much for your blog.

And, I'm sorry for being late in realizing that you're also the author of some of my favorite nagireo fics. Thanks so much for sharing your amazing fics, love them so much 🤩🥰😆

No ooc, love the story, and I can't stop when start reading your fics.

If you don't mind, can I ask your top favorite fics that you've written (feel free how much that you want to list)? Why they're special to you? Is there a specific inspiration when you wrote them? And is there a story behind your name "okkottsus"? Sorry if I ask too much. Thanks if you want to answer....

omgggg thank YOU for reaching out to me & enjoying my nagireo content !!! it makes me so happy 🥹🥹🤍

tbh i like every fic ive published at least a little bit, cause if write sth i dont vibe with, i simply dont post it on ao3 in order to keep my sanity akjsdjk but!

i'd say that 1) my first fic ("love your doubts away") is the most special to me just bc its like my first born child haha (despite it being objectively the one thats written most poorly, since i had no idea what i was doing even more than usual - i only picked up writing bc of nagireo, i literally never felt the irresistable urge to write before them)

this fic is basically my first daydream nagireo scenario in written form. it started taking shape in my mind during the time i was quickly descending into madness and was thinking abt nagireo more and more often. i desperately needed an outlet for all the emotions i was experiencing, so i decided to give it a shot even if nobody read it. fun fact: i didnt have an ao3 account before that cause i only used the site to read stuff, so i had to wait to get an invitation before i could post the first chapter of the fic haha

& 2) the one i'd feel the least embarrassed re-reading at this moment would probs be my third one ("the price of ambiguity"), but that could change in the future, depending on how my current one turns out (sadly, i havent had time to update that one in the last two months T-T, i'm so slow and lazy, thats why ive only written 4 fics in more than 2 years....im so grateful to writers who feed us regularly!!!)

this one came abt by my deepest desire to witness nagi & reo crying in each other's arms tbh. i wanted to write a fic which would lead to that moment and thought hey! why not try the classic kissing practice trope but in a nagireo miscommunication way? this concept could easily result in them being forced to open their damn mouths and confess..... (they make me insane, ugh)

as for my username here, it's a reference to one of my fav character's last name (yuta okkotsu from jjk)!

ive been depating changing it to sth nagireo related tho, cause i dont really have positive feelings towards jjk anymore (except for my boy and gojo whom i still adore) & i dont think my nagireo obsession is going away any time soon.... we'll see....

[sommersong]

I’m only posting this here because I have very few followers and most are my close friends, otherwise this would be too personal (and I’m still omitting most details), but after check-in and consult, it’s been determined I’m entering a php program for my mental health and the resulting dangerous physical health implications of the last couple months. tough and scary decision, and I’m struggling with a level of shame about it I don’t fully understand, but I need to get a handle on my head before I fuck more of my life up. that being said, while I won’t be full-time inpatient like I expected, I’m likely to be around less even when I'm not actively receiving care. even if the emotions need a writing outlet and my output goes up (possible not probable), I’m not likely to talk as much ooc especially bc I need to make brain room for the social aspects of the program/s to fully engage. also feel the need to shoutout to vic @cordoliae who has provided me unimaginable support these last few weeks when she absolutely did not have to, when I truly needed it the most, when I felt like I was going insane and didn’t understand my own brain, when I felt like a monster in human skin. she reminded me I am a person with good intentions and made me feel fully understood and loved when I felt filthy and undeserving and like I was speaking a language nobody else could decipher. six years after finding you on this hellsite and I could not ask for a more beautiful steadfast friend, and it seemed only right to tell my very limited dash (most of whom probably already know this) how much I adore and appreciate you.

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

hi wifey happy stan week :* <3 please drop ur favorite ojverse headstannons or else ( i will kiss u )

OH GOD OH FUCK I get asked to talk about OJVerse Stan AND get offered a kiss?? Hehe slay

Alright here’s some OJV Stan hcs:

• So OBVIOUSLY Stan is our plant based KING (every time I write him but specifically OrangeJuiceVerse) and he generally doesn’t push that onto his friends but if you get him started… oh boy. In middle school Randy BANNED him from watching Animal Planet (fuck u rancid randy) bc our boy BROKE DOWN about the endangered buffalo and he SOBBS at every Sad Animal Add on tv TO THIS DAY!!!

• Speaking of Sad Animals, their cat, Moose, WAS, in fact, adopted from an animal shelter that Stan volunteered at for a period post the Sad Sack oneshot before working up the nerve to apply at the vet clinic, and he and Kyle both VERY MUCH consider that cat to be their SON!!! Once Style gets close to Creek during and after BBFA2, Stan and Craig wind up bonding over the way Moose is attracted to Craig’s calm demeanor.

• Also ojv Stan is a MASSIVE FUCKING LOSER like it is canon in the series that he SPEAKS CLUMSY ELVISH in the fucking BEDROOM like a NERD and Kyle CANT RESIST!!! They rp their warrior/elf king personas FREQUENTLY and it is so astronomically Lame I would die for them

• OJV STAN IS A BIG BOY!!! Like the guy is Built for HUGS and WILL HUG EVERY BEING ON EARTH! All creatures great and small get the Stan Hug and Kyle has… a certain fixation… on his arms… (simp). Even after Stan has to stop playing football (I may need to write a whumpshot on that actually), he tries to keep up his physique JUST so he can hold EVERY dog ever like a BABY!!! He also adores holding Kyle (even when Kyle pretends to protest) and They Are!!! Perfect Puzzle Pieces!!!

•Sober KING!!! Stan stopped drinking at the age of 25 after a particularly bad breakdown in which he TOLD KYLE EVERYTHING bc man’s was SO DISTRAUGHT that he forgot how many ice cubes Ky puts in his juice and he was like fuck no this ends HERE!!! He chairs local AA meetings on Wednesdays and is accountability buddies w Tweek.

• On the note of his friendship w Tweek and their sobriety, Stan wrestled a LOT with asking Tweek if he could be his sponsor. The self doubt hit AGGRESSIVELY and he didn’t feel ready to step into that role at first. But doing one daunting thing gives courage for doing another, so once he finally proposed to Kyle, he found the strength to support another recovering addict. Kyle’s really proud of him.

• The poor guy has been suffering depressive episodes for most of his life, but he has always found an outlet through music. He’s an incredibly intuitive guitar player and can pick up just about any genre at the drop of a hat.

• INSANE green thumb, like he can grow just about anything (helped Sharon in her garden always) and when Kyle was struggling with outpatient for his eating disorder in freshman year of high school, Stan brought him flowers EVERY. FUCKING. DAY. Even with Kyle missing a full month of school, Stan Marsh was NOT about to go even a DAY without seeing him and making sure he felt loved. Once Kyle was feeling stronger mentally and physically, that’s when they started dating. Kyle initiated that first kiss, and Stan cried.

• OJV Stan reallllyyyy likes to carry his partner. Like REALLY likes it. It makes him feel like the knight in shining armor he always wanted to be, and he gets so excited when kyle actually LETS him. He takes pride in being a source of comfort, and when Kyle fucked up his knee in AFITS, he got to offer the same kind of reassurance that he always got from the sbf during his Sad Sack episodes. While Kyle supported him mentally and emotionally, Stan supported him physically. Kyle’s a stubborn little bitch about his bad leg, but Stan’s a stubborn little bitch about fussing over him.

• on that note, Stan secretly loves Kyle going Mom Mode on him. On everyone, really. He loves that side of Kyle. For the most part, at least, because occasionally he’ll get annoyed with it and tell him he’s acting like Sheila, and Kyle will get all huffy about that, and Stan will have to apologize and will usually end up going overboard with an elaborate gesture (it almost always goes wrong) and Kyle will laugh so hard that Stan thinks he might combust.

• Kenny has been pulled into FAR too many Stan Plans, and their particular bond in OJV is so bizarre. Like so much goes unspoken, yet understood. As teenagers they’d be jamming together or something and Stan would go “you ever think abt dying?” and Kenny would just be like “all the time brother” and they never spoke of it again. The stenny bond is extremely special to me, and when Stan asked Ken to officiate the wedding, Kenny jumped at the chance.

• A lot of OJV Stan’s happiness (the ones later in the timeline at least) is a fake it till you make it kind of deal. Is this toxic to some degree, yes. But after years of trial and error, he’s gotten pretty good at focusing on the positives of life. He does his intentions daily, checks in with his mental state frequently, and has learned to recognize patterns of dysfunction. He knows that his mentality is a journey, and is slowly becoming more open to help.

• Stan made a playlist and sent it to Kyle to ask him to prom. He obsessed over it for FAR too long.

• OJV Stan LOVES camping, and got so excited to find out his local AA chapter does an annual trip. That’s what really sold him on the whole thing.

• He was the first person that Marj went to when she started questioning her gender, and he was admittedly pretty clueless. But he did his research, made an effort to empathize, and found her some resources to reach out to. They don’t talk about it, but he likes that he helped someone else through a rough spot. Kenny found out a few years later, and cried harder than Stan had ever seen from him. It gave him a second wind during a particularly bad Sad Sack Time.

• OJV STAN is a Taco Bell ENTHUSIAST and that man LOVES any hot sauce. He and the guys (plus Marj) have taken Tabasco shots together on numerous occasions.

• Prefers board games, but fixates on video games easily. Anything story based, he is THERE. Cried playing The Last of Us 2, Kyle held him tight after the end credits. Whenever they play a game together, Kyle handles combat, and Stan takes over for the puzzles. Also, Stan and Ike frequently play Minecraft together and are MENACES on GTA RP servers.

• HAS LOWKEY HELLA TATTOOS!!! (Stealing this from RM btw) DEFINITELY a “chef” tattoo, Sparky’s paw print, a lil Smaug from The Hobbit, cringe ass FOB tat, and a “KYLE” right over his heart. Loser. I love him.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK QUEEN ILY

(I love talkin abt OJV especially stan and kyle)

[iamthecomet]

Hopping on the dewdrop loves piano AND ballet band wagon.

There was a fic someone wrote and it was cute but i wanted more from it and now i cant find who posted it to ask for more bc i liked their writing style!!!

But i think Dew likes to play piano to calm himself down

And ballet when hes stressed.

Nsfw thought: he bendy af and it drives his partners crazy. Especially Mountain and his two dicks. And aether and his two dicks.

Do you think Dew could fit four dicks bc hes stretchy? Im having thoughts.

-🐊

I ADORE the idea of Dew playing piano as an outlet--something he does just for him. And ballet as a physical one? Something to exhaust him, something to keep him from overthinking. You know our boy is *always* busy. If he isn't that gives him time to *think*.

Hmmmm so many double dicks. I think Dew dreams of taking all four dicks. I think he's still working up to it--it takes a lot of prep and practice but he's determined to make it work.

[puckinghischier]

hii lovely! i just wanted to come on here and tell you how much i absolutely adore your nico fics (apart from just your overall fics which i also enjoy thoroughly!). they make my week whenever you post one, and to you even thinking or believing they could possibly be “flopping” hurts my heart so bad!!!! they are so so good and you deserve so much more credit and are worth so much more than ever calling your works “flops”. i’m sending you alllllll of my love!!!! keep being beautiful and writing beautifully!!! i look forwards to reading more <333 xoxo

oh my dear anon, this is so extremely lovely to wake up to 🥺

i think yesterday was just a bad day and i was letting myself be negative over everything.

i think one of my problems is when i really like certain fics of mine, and they don’t do as well on here as some of my other fics, i get discouraged bc i feel like it’s just not reaching enough people? and i want people to read it and enjoy it, bc i know i’m always looking for more fics to read. but i do write simply because i want to. because i enjoy writing for myself, but i can’t deny that seeing feedback and reactions to my writing also feels really good and makes me want to write even more.

i feel silly having even posted that now, because i genuinely don’t write just to be “popular” on here or get the most interactions or whatever, i just like writing. i like having the outlet for all the little ideas i get. but that’s kinda what the post makes it look like. like i said, i think i just let my my bad day at work yesterday leak into other things

[rodolfoparras]

we've just started writing for the milanko/florian project so it ended up being a two authors thing, bc i don't know much about my friends story (since i only made the main character & love interest, the rest are her ocs). we already have like 600 words on there (NOT A LOT ☹️), and a good portion of it was milanko ranting to the news outlet anonymously about his motives to stealing art was because the rich are buying "near worthless" (his words, not mine technically they ARE mine) art to flaunt about their wealth, when the lower class are almost fighting for their lives to get a simple safe-to-eat food on their plates

AND OH, me and my friend (the one who asked me out the other day) has been hanging out a lot but i don't know what our situation is ☹️ THING IS, I WANT HIM.

BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY IT. i can't just walk up to this GORGEOUS man who kept laying on me & looking so adorable, and say "i. want. you."

he makes me nervous (in a good way) ☹️☹️☹️

-🧼

Oh but hello that sounds like an interesting piece to read!! It gives information about the characters, their motives and what not without boring the readers or creating a big block of informative text! Would actually be an interesting intro to a book !!

See I only know this situation through an ask or two but from what Ive read he seems interested in you and so far he’s taken a lot of steps invited you out had you stay over kissed you etc I think he’s not making this official because he’s waiting for you to initiate that step! And while you can’t say “hello I want you” you can be honest and communicate in whatever way you feel comfortable with whether that be through text or convo tell him you really enjoyed this date things have felt great and if he feels the same which I think he does you’d love to take this further aka make him your boyfriend!

[seasaltandcopper]

For the character questions, for A'mahl! 1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy? 23. How do they respond to difficult social moments? What makes them consider a social situation difficult? 41. What associations do they bring to mind? Words or phrases, images, metaphors or motifs? Why?

Aaa thanks for the ask! Very excited to get to ramble a little. Sorry this took so long I am so so sleepy today xD

1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy?

A'mahl is, in a word, adhd, and his two modes tend to be "high" and "off". When he's in motion he can be a bit of a whirlwind, and he gravitates towards physical, high-adrenaline outlets.

In general, Mahl carries himself with an easygoing, but relatively energetic confidence. He's light and fast on his feet, and his (canon) training as a Monk blends fantastically with his natural agility and inclination for acrobatics. Best quality: his wiggles.

Even when he's 'relaxing' and engaging with less strenuous pastimes (usually tinkering with some kind of magitek whatsit or doodad), Mahl struggles to really sit still. He fidgets. Taps his fingers or feet. Chews on things. Combs his hands through his hair, or strokes his tail. Climbs the bookshelf because he just couldn't focus while sitting in the chair. He often mumbles or hums to himself while he works, too.

(And when he's in "off" mode, Mahl just likes to sleep. He is a Miqo'te, after all, and he's very fond of his naps. Yes, he will drag friends and family down with him too—what are you going to do, move while there's an adorable, sleepy catboy on your lap? No one's that heartless.)

 23. How do they respond to difficult social moments? What makes them consider a social situation difficult?

Social situations are not Mahl's strong suit, period. Even here, as a WoL, his natural charisma is...lacking. As is his tact. Even when he tries, the combination of poor impulse control, rampant sarcasm, and lack of internal filter frequently gets him into trouble. If he's lucky, this can come off as a sort of roguish or 'backwater' charm, and if he's unlucky he just reads as crass, rude, or openly antagonistic.

Mahl considers anything where he has to be tactful a difficult social situation. He loathes politics and diplomacy, to the point he can be something of a liability in extremely delicate situations where a light hand is needed more than a sharp tongue.

With close friends and loved ones, Mahl still tends to be blunt, he doesn't sugar coat things just to coddle. He tries to be earnest without the intent to hurt feelings. It still happens sometimes, but if he's in the wrong, he'll own up and apologize or try to make amends.

41. What associations do they bring to mind? Words or phrases, images, metaphors or motifs? Why?

Fire. Anger. Sex. The color red. Passion. Smiling, and baring bloodstained teeth. Adrenaline. Sarcasm. Zest for life. The lingering smell of smoke, sweat, and dust. A bit of an asshole, but one with a good heart underneath it all.

A survivor.

“What doesn’t kill me better run.”

(honestly this was the hardest to answer bc I could write pages about Mahl’s imagery and symbolism but my brain is kind of soup today so I feel like what I have here is pretty self explanatory lol)

[grenadineghost]

hi juuuuune :) tell me about 1, 6, and multiples of 11!

YESS HI ty for enabling me :3 lots of these so under the read more

1) Uzumaki by the Scary Jokes

listened to this song 200 times this year. i knew itd be my top song. its just so fucking good and dreamy and tough and powerful. the incorporation of guitars into a scary jokes song is so fucking cool?? and the ENDING OUGH. it goes crazy fucking insane, its such a good spiral it ends in. its on london and izzy's playlists! its also just very perfect for my year. i spent a lot of this year balancing my friendships and wound up losing a really close friendship in a horrible falling out, and this song is about that kind of relationship. also its a really good song to kiss someone to. who said that

ok someone already asked for 6 so ill give you 5?

5) No Leverage / No Pleasure by the Scary Jokes

another scary jokes song! another one of my favs of all time! ough im obsessed hi. this was on the chapel playlist for those feelings of obsession and destruction and love. those were also feelings i spent a LOT of this year grappling with and this song is such a perfect outlet for them. this song just... rips up my heart. its so fucking good i adore this song hi. i have no doors ive torn through the walls ive ripped up the floors laid waste to it all

11) 8 now by food house

YES! A FUCKING JAM! i got to see this song live and it was so much fun - everyone went fucking crazy during IT GIVES YOU FUCKING MENTAL ILLNESS ough i adore this song. fraxiom was so fucking funny during the live show kghjl they asked the audience if we had done our homework and cleaned our rooms and washed our pronouns. anyways. this song is just so fun and silly. it's on my dnd character amy's playlist bc she's a stupid mischevous teenager lol

22) Hëłłœ Kįttÿ by Alice Longyu Gao

another hyperpop song i saw live that's on amy's playlist! this song goes CRAZY FUCKING INSANE hyperpop song in 3/4 thats just fucking relentless its fucking amazing the energy is so insane its not a song that most people would like but its so fucking good i made my dad listen to it. CIAO BELLA CIAO BELLA BELLISIMO! on amy and izzy's playlist for the contrast of hello kitty as a cute fem figure and INSATIABLE KINDA INSANE VIOLENCE BITING BITING BITING

33) Saddest Summer by the Drums

oh. i don't even know where to start with this song. its really important to me because it's a song i associate with my family - the name might be saddest summer but its super upbeat and i associate it with really wonderful summer memories. and its so fucking lovey! and this summer i was really missing my friends and put this song on a playlist for them - i kept saying it really was the saddest summer, bc i had a wonderful summer and also a really yearningpilled one.

44) Foreign Object by the Mountain Goats

WHY ARE WE GETTING EVERYTHING FROM IZZY'S PLAYLIST we're reaching the point where this isn't associated with specific memories its just a jam. i love the way this song casually sings about violence hehe and the end... the way it feels so beautiful and celebratory of this violence is REALLY fun

55) money machine by 100 gecs

the first song here that isn't from a playlist, i just listened to it a lot because its good! idk what else i can say its just a fucking jam. feel so clean like a money machine... this song was my introduction into hyperpop and i fucking love it the synths are just so fucking perfect and it has this persistence to it that i adore

66) Cheerleader by Sir Babygirl

SIR BABYGIRL! oh i love cheerleader so much. i could write an essay on why this is on amy's playlist - we're really hitting a few specific playlists huh - but the general idea is just this cute feminine aesthetic on the verge of complete collapse, and urging to be cheered on... its so fucking good. the "cmon, cheer me on!" part drives me crazy insane, its really fun and builds such a vibe

77) Cyber Stockholm Syndrome by Rina Sawayama

listened to this a lot this year because i had a final last semester where i wrote about cyborgs and we read Donna Harraway's Cyborg Manifesto in another class and also so there's this robotgirl who said that. ive also been planning a metamorphosis character relating to video games and obsession (the tetris effect) and so a song about obsessive love with cyber aesthetics? yes

88) Starstruck by the Scary Jokes

gotta get one more scary jokes in there. also from the chapel playlist, because that had most of burn pygmalion on it! im actually really surprised i didn't put this on the playlist for my friends considering that i call them my starlings. i mean ive been thinking about remaking that playlist now that our relationship has evolved a lot so, maybe this'll be there! its just such a fun cute cozy song :3

99) Feelin' So Matryoshka by (once again) the Scary Jokes

this was from emilie's playlist! i don't really have anything to say about this song other than it being a fucking jam lol its just GOOD it has the perfect beep boop bops. and i love how the scary jokes does lyrics ough its such a fun song

[sunshinexlollipops]

I mean this in the politest and not bitchy way possible and idk how active you are on ao3 anymore but i gotta ask if you’re planning on finishing A Clash Amongst Worlds bc it is seriously the best thing Ive read😭

hello, anon!

thank you for clarifying you're just curious, I appreciate that since text sucks with tone and with you making sure I know it's not out of rudeness!

I also understand why you ask. it's def been some time since I touched ACW. I'm aware it's been a few years. currently, I'm working with my therapist to reconnect with my creative outlets. I also started an IOP program recently, and it's been a huge help to nurture my creative side and overall self. it's a process. I'm not sure how it'll play out, so I won't make promises for timing or how I have to go about it, but I do want to finish ACW at some point. the chapter may feel or even read differently (helps when you are medicated for things like ADHD lmao), but it's something I do want to do. I think about ACW often. and I know I SUCK at replying or interaction online, but I've seen so many comments and inquiries about ACW that show how much it's loved. it's helped, and I'd love to read what would come about with the conclusion of the story.

it's pretty big. and I am rusty on both writing and some stuff with the story, so not only will have to reconnect to my outlets, I have to reconnect to ACW in general. I recently drew Arthur to help me with those goals. :)

thank you for checking in and for your love/compliment towards ACW. in spite of all the negativity I cause myself or take away from things, the adoration ACW has always been present and in surplus. it means a lot to hear about how a fan fiction has impacted some people.

hope you are staying well and being safe, anon! ty for the ask! 💕