#bedsharing au
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
bedsharing (future stobin lavender marriage) (steddie)
āWhy do you have tampons in your bathroom?ā Eddie asks, toweling off his hair. āWouldnāt your mom just keep them in hers?ā
āTheyāre Robinās.ā
He can feel Eddieās eyes on the back of his neck, and turns around from where heās hastily folding his clothes. He has another towel wrapped around his hips, and Steveās gaze drifts there before snapping back up to his face.Ā
āWhat?ā He asks.
āI thought you guys werenāt together.ā
Steve sighs. āJust because I have tampons for when she stays overāā
āItās justāwhy wouldnāt they be in the guest bathroom?ā
āShe stays in my room,ā he says, and then realizes how that sounds. āOkay, yeah, but weāre not dating. Thatās never gonna happen.ā
āSo youāre just hooking up?ā
Steve instinctively makes a face, and Eddieās eyebrows jut up. āNo. Iām not her type, and even if I was, at this point that ball has left the court. I donāt like her like that, she definitely doesnāt like me like that, and next time Henderson tries to convince someone weāre soulmates Iām going to wring his little neck.ā
āI thought you said you were soulmates.ā
āYeah, but not like that.ā
āJust enough that she sleeps in your bed and has tampons in your bathroom, apparently.ā Eddie bends over to wrap his hair in the towel, and Steve spends a long moment staring at the curve of his bare spine.Ā
āHey, man,ā he says belatedly. āWe got caught off guard one time. Iām not doing that again.ā
Two loads of laundry, and Robin had cried in anger and embarrassment. Steve of ā83 would have found it disgusting. Steve of now was a little grossed out, but also had been bled on in ways much worse than a period, so he just took her out to milkshakes and stocked up on enough supplies to last for a lifetime. After that, all bets were off when it came to the few boundaries they had left.Ā
Eddie grimaces in acknowledgment, grabbing the pair of sweatpants on the bed. Steve turns around before the towel drops, because years of locker room experience canāt possibly prepare him for seeing Eddie Munsonās naked ass.Ā
āSo no dreams of a white wedding and gaggles of grandchildren running around?ā
āI mean, weāll probably get married at some point,ā Steve says absently, fiddling with his bedspread to keep from turning around. He can have self control. Heās capable of not ogling his friends. āItāll be safer that way.ā Shit, why did he say that? He might as well hang a neon sign that says QUEER over his head. āEasier,ā he corrects himself, knowing damn well itās useless.Ā
Thereās a thud and a groan, and Steve whirls around to see Eddie on the ground, halfway into his pants.Ā
āAre you okay?ā
āSo youāre not together, and youāre not hooking up, but youāll get married?ā Eddie demands from the floor, wiggling into his sweats. āAndā¦what? Have a loveless, sexless marriage? Because itās easy?ā
āJust because the love isnāt romantic doesnāt mean our marriage would be loveless,ā he protests, mind whirling with excuses he canāt use. Why did he open his big mouth? Why couldnāt he have just said anything else?
āThatās what youāre focusing on?ā
āI donāt know what to tell you, man,ā he shrugs, trying to get his heartbeat under control. āWeāre already going to spend the rest of our lives together. Might as well get some legal benefits out of it.ā
āSure, sure,ā Eddie laughs, disbelieving. āGetting married for legal benefits and safety. Harrington, if I didnāt know better, Iād say this sounds likeāā
āSounds like what?ā Steve cuts through what Eddie was about to say. He doesnāt know what it is, but thereās a bone-deep certainty that Eddie will end up on the truth if he keeps talking. āAre you coming to bed or not, man?ā
Eddie falls silent in the middle of standing up, dark eyes pinning Steve to the spot. He knows, Steve thinks, and tries not to picture what Robin would say if he got another concussion. He hasnāt confirmed anything, and Eddie seems like a good guy, maybe even their kind of guy, but if heās wrong then heād better grab Robin fast and get the hell out of dodge. Dustin might forgive him eventually, if he knew the reason why.
The silence is getting unbearable.Ā
āYeah, alright,ā Eddie finally shrugs. āDonāt get your panties in a bunch. I want the left side.ā
āYou asshole,ā Steve hisses, pretending the relief in his chest isnāt damn near killing him. āYou know thatās the side I sleep on.ā
#menstration#period mention#bedsharing au#stranger things fanfic#sorry robin hasn't been in any yet i promise she's coming soon#i love lavender marriage stobin they are my everything#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson
2K notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
Several Sunday Sentences
*stares wistfully at Single Dads AU* I'll be back for you I promise. I have started YET ANOTHER AU, inspired by the world of Frostpunk (the video game). Basically a Buddie survival in a frozen world fic where Buck saves Eddie and Chris from the cold and brings them back to the city (known as Sector 118), takes them under his wing and eventually helps Eddie go back for his sisters, despite there being a high chance of them dying from the cold. I'll do a better synopsis at some point but please enjoy a snippet below the cut (sorry, it's a bit long and still requires a bit of workshopping but I want y'all to like this HAHA)
Buck tucks his parka tighter around his body, shivering as another arctic blast of cold buffets him, throwing his body slightly off course. āBobby!ā he yells, his voice hoarse and rough from screaming into the ferocious winds. Theyāve been on the go for 22 hours, surely they must be close to the distress beacon by now. āHow far is the signal?ā Bobby turns to him, squinting against the harsh light of the sun on snow, and hold out the small, electronic screen in his hand. Thereās a red flashing dot, the beacon, surrounded by the five green dots that are Buck, Bobby, and the 3 other members of the scout team. āCanāt be more than maybe 50 feet. We should be able to see them from here! Okay, team, I want you fan out and search the area. If you find something, radio me immediately. Meet back here in 20 minutes regardless.ā Buck nods resolutely and readjusts his goggles. Snow-blindness is the last thing he needs out here. Bobby sticks an axe in the ground as a landmark, and they fan out from there. Itās not actually snowing, just windy as fuck, so chances are itāll still be visible in 20 minutes. Buck canāt have been searching for more than 5 minutes when he spots the small body in the snow. Itās the red of jacket that catches his eye, drawn around a tight face ringed with brown curls. The face looks so young. Instantly, with trembling hands, he fumbles for his radio and alerts Bobby. āCap, Iāve found something! Looks like a kid, canāt tell if theyāre alive or dead but I-Iāll investigate further.ā Bobbyās voice crackles over the radio. āOkay, good catch, kid. Iāll make my way to ya.ā Buck stumbles through the snow towards the tiny figure and is halfway there when he notices a second person, a man, his arms stretched out as if trying to grasp the fingers of the person in front of Buck. They look like a father and a child. A fucking kid. Buck runs the last few steps and drops to his knees in front of the child ā a boy. He tears off his glove, wincing as the cold bites at his fingers, and presses the tip to the childās neck. Very faintly he can feel the slightest flutter of a pulse and Buckās body sags in relief. He runs his fingertips over the boyās face, brushing the snow out of his eyes, and grabs a heating pack from his supply bag, pressing the nodule in the top corner of the pack and feels the heat spread down until the whole pack is warm. He quickly tucks it into the kidās jacket, just over his heart. āThere you go, bud, thatāll warm you up some until Bobby arrives. Iām just gonna check on your dad real quick, but I promise Iāll be back.ā The man isnāt in much better shape than his son, his skin as cold as ice, but he starts making feeble attempts at movement the minute Buck puts his heated gloves against the manās face, melting the ice from his eyelashes and rubbing against his cheeks until a little colour returns. The man grabs Buckās wrist, his lips moving as he tries to speak, and Buck places a hand on his shoulder, stopping him from sitting up. āH-hey, Iāve got you, man, Iām gonna take good care of you. Weāre gonna get you and your boy home.ā
No pressure tagging @theotherbuckley @hippolotamus @watchyourbuck @puppyboybuckley @jesuisici33 @pirrusstuff @tizniz @steadfastsaturnsrings @bucksbackwardcap @buckbuckgoose @wikiangela @disasterbuckdiaz @daffi-990 @rainbow-nerdss @housewifebuck @exhuastedpigeon @thewolvesof1998 @fortheloveofbuddie @spotsandsocks @cal-daisies-and-briars @wildlife4life @slightlyobsessedwitheverything @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @evanbegins @nmcggg
#frostpunk au#there's gonna be a lot of platonic(ish) bedsharing in this fic#it's cold ya know#two boys trying to survive in the cold#what could possibly go wrong#buddie#eddie diaz#evan buckley#911 abc#911 buddie#911 fanfic#911verse#911
82 notes
Ā·
View notes
Note
i wasn't here yet when you and the anons decided reg would run away and live in barty's closet ajdkfjlskfkldl that's so funny !!! like, everyone's is like MISSING BLACK HEIR and WHERE IS REGULUS (,,that would be interesting to explore w&o's reactions and whether they accuse sirius or they work together to look for him) And then reg's over there hiding in the head of the dmle's son's closet chilling with his best friend
i do think it would be really fascinating to think through a scenario in which sirius runs away and then regulus just flat-out goes missing (like pre-death-eaters, at the point where him dying should not be an everyday concern)
but mostly my brain jumps directly to the humor of regulus hanging out INSIDE THE CLOSET. barty will be like 'regulus you can?? come out??? i locked my door nobody's going to come in????' and regulus (curled up on a heap of cloaks) is like 'no i like it in here. the darkness is my home. i'm never leaving' and barty is like 'regulus please. this cannot be healthy' and regulus is like 'NEVERRRRR'
but also the general idea of regulus running away *in his own way* is fascinating to me - and of course he can't leave a trail if he doesn't want to be found, because his parents Will come after him if possible, so disappearing makes perfect sense. and maybe being a little afraid of leaving his hiding place and thus insisting on staying in barty's closet because he feels safe there?? going to barty in the first place because barty IS safety to him (even though that also means going to crouch sr's house SJFLSHGLSGJHSKDF), in a way that none of regulus's high society friends are?? LEAVING ON HIS OWN TERMS??? i love it
#should i make an inbox tag#it's also of course a good opportunity for bedsharing either romantically or platonically#barty's closet au
18 notes
Ā·
View notes
Note
To be honest the more people gets bringed into it the more complicated the bed situation gets, like first it's Hunter, Luz and Amity now Willow, at some point it's won't even be bedroom, it's just BED, A MASSIVE BED
this is my vision.
#replies#POLYCULE BEDSHARING IS MY FAVORITE THE BIGGER THE POLYCULE THE FUNNIER AND MORE CONVOLUTED IT GETS#i hope they all constantly roll over on top of and wake each other up in the middle of the njght. perfect#toh#toh fambly#lavender winter#princess luz au
41 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
the problem. w making niche edits for your niche aus that live in your brain. is that you first have to release the niche au that lives in your brain before you can release the niche edit.
#like what do you mean i cant just post things. i have to wait until i have an actual fic to post things for? fucked up man.#personal#anyway. once i finish bad idea right [working title] its over for you hoes#but bedsharing au first bc it will not be as All Consuming <3#i need a cute tag for this like i have for domo but it'll be a spoiler. ill think ab it and get back to you#iwks
5 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
I look at a thing tangentially related to Paul and go feral
Have I developed brainrot?
#im surprised it hasnt happened earlier though#considering: bed sharing fic#<- inside joke. wanted to write a shinsato bedsharing fic and i overthought it and now its a dnd-esque AU?
3 notes
Ā·
View notes
Note
God I love this au, it's feeding me so good today. The last one with the part about only one bedroom has me thinking about a sick reader, the gross kind of sick where you're sweaty and wheezy and snotty, and the fact that if it were anyone else Simon would be quarantining them. But because it's his spouse, he wakes up to you nasally wheezing and mouth breathing while sprawled across him, and all he can think about is when you're due for your next round of medicine and if he needs to buy more tissues.
Sometimes love comes coated in mucus, and is reciprocated with an artificial cherry taste. Also do the guinea pigs have names and what do they look like?
I'm dying. This is the first ever ask I've ever gotten (that I recall) and I'm going to pass away. Also "sometimes love comes coated in mucus, and is reciprocated with an artificial cherry taste" that is such a good line, I'm apologizing in advance if I steal it.
Also warning for content of being sick, this is based off my last bout of plague.
Also Also Here's the Simon & Thimble playlist
Also Also Also Here's the Military Program Spouse AU masterlist
Bedsharing in general does not happen at first. (Now I want to percolate an idea about sharing the bed for the first time). You're way to use to having your own bed that sharing with someone means you're not sleeping easily and I think Simon would rather sleep with the guinea pigs in their cage than have another human being that close to him when he sleeps. (This was also not something he initially thought about when being told a spouse was to be picked)
So what's the solution? Obviously bunk beds! Kind of, sorta...okay not really but the look on Simon's face when you had suggested getting bunk beds had been entertaining. Who knew so much indignation could come through a medical mask. Really his eyebrows did so much talking.
With the dream of bunkbeds dashed, the next best solution was either two twin beds crammed into the bedroom with a bedside's worth of space between them, or a pull out couch. You managed to find a couch same day that didn't terribly clash with the artwork you have yet to hang up.
You two actually manage to come up with a schedule for who slept where. Obviously you'd get the bed when Simon was deployed, made no sense for you not to. And when he was home the bed was all his unless he was having a night that he knew he wasn't going to trust a deadbolt to keep monsters at bay. Then he made himself comfortable, TV playing low until he managed a few hours in the early morning before you try to leave a silently as you can for work.
(Funny thing, even if you aren't sharing a bed traditionally, you both most certainly have your own sides, along with bed stands that told two different stories)
The first time you get sick is when Simon is technically deployed. Well actually, the day he returns is the day you spike a 101.8 fever and work forces you to go home so you don't become a walking petri dish and expose the college kids that come into your office.
Once you're home you appease the little beasts demanding some sort of vegetal boon, change into the rattiest clothes you have, and then huddle under a staggering amount of blankets that have made their home on your bed. (Simon may have side eyed them when you first set them out, but you've seen the mountain he creates under them, you knew the magic of weighted blankets)
Sleep isn't peaceful, you hadn't broken out the Nyquil quite yet, but you do manage to drift off for a few hours. And then the coughing starts. It's the kind that's a bitch to deal with, dry and pushing your ribs to the limit with how often they can expand and contract. By the time Simon comes home you've steamed yourself twice, taken only a smidge over the recommended amount of cough suppressant, and slathered yourself with Vic's Vaporub. All in all, you were properly miserable.
You're in the kitchen, staring into the abyss of your over-steeping tea as if it will magically make you feel better if you only sell your soul to it, really a tempting offer, when the wheeks of the pigs announce that another person they know has arrived.
If Simon wasn't clued in that something was off at seeing you home before the end of your work day, the pungent smell of menthol would have been a dead give away. You're still communing with your tea when he knocks against the wall, pulling you out of the deal for your soul to meet him with bleary eyes and a flushed face.
You croak out a greeting that makes Simon wince in sympathy, though that's about all he really does. Simon doesn't really do pleasantries and doting probably wouldn't be the first word people use to describe him, so with your brain function reduced by an overflow of mucus and fever, the kitchen was rather silent.
Until you started coughing, face buried into the crook of your elbow to try to keep your contagion to a minimum and back bowing to nearly double you over. That drives Simon to action, coming to try to keep you up incase you collapse, grabbing your free arm.
When you feel him touch you, you try to pull away, shaking your head and finally finishing your bout, gasping a little as you try to daunting task of breathing and speaking to dissuade him from getting close lest he catches what you have. He clearly wasn't persuaded, hands clenching and unclenching like he simply wanted to pick you up and put you...somewhere.
How exactly Simon Riley would take care of you, he didn't know but he'd be damned sure to at least try. He'd been left to fend for himself while sick before and he didn't like the idea of you going through that. When it was clear that he wasn't going to just leave you to your suffering you relented enough to try to reach a compromise; if he'd be alright watching the pigs while you were sick that would be more useful than a nursemaid while you camped out on the couch.
That...that was something Simon could do. He'd watched how you took care of the boys, surely this was something he could do. And then his brain caught up to the rest of what you had said. There was no way he was going to let you sleep on some pull out couch, as nice as it was. Being Sick meant sleeping in a proper bed, on a mattress that didn't spend it's days folded up.
You tried to insist it was alright but he wouldn't listen to a word of it. Instead he practically herded you back to the bedroom, ignoring your murmurs of your abandoned hot beverage. He didn't lift you to plop you onto the bed itself but it was a near thing. He had to bribe you with the promise of a proper cup of tea for you to even lay your head on your pillow, eyes already heavy with the need for sleep. By the time he had actually made a cup you were out for the count, nasally mucus filled snores letting him know you hadn't perished in the time it took him.
The next few days were filled with mucus, the attempted escape of your lungs via coughing fits, and more Vics than the human body should be exposed to. And the entire time you insisted that you could fend for yourself. Simon didn't push to play nurse, but your tissues never ran out, a dose of medication was always ready on your bedside, and a warm cup of tea stood waiting for you after each nap, like a solider committed to his guard.
Edit;
I'm going to make a separate post for the guinea pigs, because honestly I'm torn on if they're based on my guinea pigs I used to have, or guinea pigs I'd want to have in the future
#military program spouse#cod#simon riley x reader#simon x reader#simon ghost riley#Simon x Thimble#ghost x reader
262 notes
Ā·
View notes
Note
hihi sel! for your trope mashup game: bedsharing + teacher au featuring satosugu! (or any ship of your choice, really bahaha)
bitti!! thanks for playing with me š„¹ u need to know. this took me tf out šµāš«šµāš«šµāš«šµāš«šµāš«šµāš« thanks for bouncing around these ideas w me babie @mieiri
"looks like we'll have to cuddle tonight," gojo plops down on the foot of the bed, hands outstretched behind him.
you drop your bag to the floor, scanning the rest of the room.
there's a decently sized window at the far end, with a small desk and its own chair. to your immediate right is the bathroom, with a single sink, a small shower space, and a toilet. the space is okay, not too big and not too small considering the two giants youāre rooming with.
except, thereās one problem. when your eyes pan to the left, right up against the wallā
there's only one bed.
you can hear geto chuckling behind you, his leather jacket crinkling as he walks around the room.
there was supposed to be a couch at least. that's what your faculty had promised you. it's why you agreed to room with geto and gojo in the first place.
"dibs not middle," geto settles into the seat right at the end of the room.
they both look at you.
oh god.
this professor's retreat was initiated by your college in an effort to mingle with your colleagues from the other departments. not that you needed it to get to interact with gojo and geto, you know each other enough from the weekend martial arts classes you attend together.
that being said, though, knowing them from a shared class is a far different relationship from being comfortable enough to sleep beside them.
between coinciding schedules with the physics department and later time slots of the molecular biology classes, the chemistry classes you teach leave almost no opportunity for you to pass them in the hallways.
which, is honestly kind of a good thing.
you don't think you can handle seeing them even more than you already do on the weekends; gojo dressed in tight compression shirts and geto in those sickeningly fitted vests. how sweaty they both end up after sparring with one anotherā
"i'll take the floor," you announce, heat firing your cheeks as you immediately rifle through the cabinets in the bathroom for extra towels.
granted, the outfits they wear to work are a lot more modest. gojo always opts for pressed dress shirts, neat and sleek as if heās busy (which he is, you think. heās always somehow invited to meetings with the universityās higher-ups). geto, on the other hand, swears by his leather jackets. if it werenāt for the ālecturerā id clipped to his jacket pocket, heād easily be mistaken as a student. youāre pretty sure he has, especially by his own students on the first day of class.
still, you cannot handle sleeping in between the two of them.
in your panic, you don't notice the sound of footsteps approaching the bathroom door, a broad figure leaning over its frame.
"hey,"
youāre going to kill gojo.
between the two of them, gojoās always the one who tries to convince you to join in on their antics. but as long as he doesnāt touch you, you think youāve built up a pretty good immunity to all his tricks.
this, however, is a completely different tactic.
if one of them can persuade you by voice alone, itās geto suguruāand it seems like gojo knows it too.
āyou know there'll be plenty of space on the bed, right?"
it was a mistake for you to look up, because now you've caught his eyes, an impossibly hypnotizing brown that drips warmth into his honeyed speech.
you breathe out, keeping your cool, āit's okay, suguru, i don't mind.ā
he crosses his arms, leaning more of his weight on the doorframe as he peers down at you. a strand of his hair falls from the bun he usually keeps it in; itās tip lands right where his smirk ends.
well, fuck.
"satoru's a stick," he comments, and from within the room you can hear gojo start to whine, āheyā!ā, but suguru continues, ignoring him, āi can squeeze closer to the wall."
he tilts his head, dipping it lower.
you sigh, closing your eyes. the towels youāve managed to scavenge now slipping from your hands.
when you step outside in evident defeat, gojo sits up from the bed, tapping the space beside him as he crosses his legs. gojo runs his mouth a lot of the time, but itās in this moment that you truly believe pretty boys shouldnāt be allowed to speak. because when he saysā
"c'mon, it'll be fun."
āyou think the next three days will simultaneously be the best and worst days of your life.
some additional things i didnāt include:
gojoās pedagogy is terrible but students love to take his class because they think heās hot + he doesnāt require attendance. his assessments are either extremely easy (aka nothing) or fucking hard and students are willing to take this gamble š„² he also sucks at teaching because he canāt explain for shit!!! but he grades high š
geto on the other hand!! good all around except his assessments are always fucking HARD. but students also love to take his class because they actually learn something š (and also bc his students crush on him hard lmao)
the sleeping situation happens as follows: gojo takes up most of the bed space and geto does in fact squeeze to the wall, with you squished to his side too š on one of the nights, gojo clings onto you and geto scoots closer because the empty space freaks him out a lil š at some point, both of them squish you in the middle too š you start to think maybe they wanted this all alongā¦
#omg bitti my mind was BUZZING with this oh my gooooood#satosugu x reader#jjk x reader#shotorus.workbook#i hope u enjoyed this bc imagining this took me tf oUT#ask#rep#bitti.š#rabbbitseason
201 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
Thanks for all the love on the recent Readers' Choice list āØ The May faves are a little late but hope you all enjoy these recs š
you turned a moment (into forever) by viciouslyqueer (book-verse)
@suseagull04: Think of the fluffiest bedsharing fic you've ever read and combine it with a college roommates AU, and you have this fic! I can't stress enough just how soft this fic is, this is the perfect fic for if you need a quick pick-me-up!
running through my mind all day by allthelovesaved (book-verse)
@na-dineee: Henry rarely, if ever, jogs. It's not something that interests him. That is until he stumbles upon Alex's TikTok profile (thanks, Pez!!). Alex, a passionate runner, shares his knowledge in a captivating way. Coincidentally, he's also the brother of Henry's colleague June, who convinces him to join their "group running thing"... This sweet, sweet story is fluffy and funny, very soft and a little silly (says the author), and it just made me very, very happy.
Wit and Wisdom by @pridepages (book-verse)
@heysweetheart-writes: A window into the future of "Little Matters" my absolute favorite story. Im so in love with this family and happy to see the woman Cat has become and how much of Alex she carries with her. I cried and laughed and EJ left me wanting more of them as usual. If you haven't read Little Matters yet, what are you doing with your life?? Haha
hymns down your sides by @smc-27 (book-verse)
@na-dineee: One of my favourite authors delivers yet again! Henry, a refined boyband veteran in his mid-30s, meets wild, lately kind of self-destructive boyband star Alex. Henry can't probably save him, but maybe he can give him a push in the right direction? This story put me through the emotional wringer. So many feelings, so much hurt, and the chemistry - absolutely gripping!
the poem you make of me by @omgcmere (book-verse)
@suseagull04: The riches found within this fic know no bounds! It's a writer Henry AU that maintains a lot of the same themes as the book (which it coveys just as well), but it adds another layer of heart with the fact that in this verse, Henry is not just a writer, but a poet.
Savasana by @iboatedhere (book-verse)
@na-dineee: Lawyer Alex has hit a low point in his career. The situation is absolutely not pretty, and understandably, Alex is skeptical about whether yoga can fix it, as June suggests. Can yoga instructor Henry straighten things out for Alex? - Alex pulls one Alex after another - it gave me whiplash in the best possible way! The story is very touching and sweet, also absolutely hilarious at the same time !! So fun to read !!
Henry Fox, All-American Hero by @tintagel-or-cockleshells (book-verse)
@suseagull04: This is an AU of a book I loved in middle school, so not only did it give me so much nostalgia, but it has all the quirkiness of RWRB too! Alex in this is so mischievous and sweet, and I love it!
A Wretched Beginning by @royalasstronaut (book-verse)
@dot524: This was a fun romp ā forbidden relationship, college/academic AU, tension and angst, and loads of longing. Henry is Alexās TA and umā¦ things happen. Oh, and they may also be connected in other mysterious ways.
Pleasant Melody by @clottedcreamfudge (book-verse)
@zwiazdziarka: Love at first sight that feels magical in otherworldly way is one of my favourite kinds of love stories. And this fic is a spectacular example! Henry is a pirate, Alex is a very special siren, they shouldn't make sense but they do. The longing is excellent and I would gladly read ten more fics based on the same concept.
Meant to Be Yours by @affectionatelyrs & @happiness-of-the-pursuit (book-verse)
@zwiazdziarka: Definitely one of the most unhinged fics I've read in this fandom. (Warning: proceed with caution!) Alex loves Henry, Henry doesn't know Alex exists. Alex's dream is of course to meet Henry and his attempts to do so are... worrying. Second-hand embarrassment hits hard, highly recommend!
check out our past Monthly FavesĀ hereĀ ā¤ļø
158 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
#steggyweek24 is August 26 - September 1, 2024!
What is Steggy Week?
Steggy Week is a celebration of the Steve Rogers/Peggy Carter ship in all forms: comics, film/television, or animated series.
How to join the fun
pick a theme (as many as you like!) from the list below
make a fanwork based on that theme
post it on the theme day
tag it with #steggyweek24 and @steggyfanevents
Fanworks can be anything: fic, art, graphics, gifs, videos, playlists, moodboards, headcanons, meta, and more. If you made it for Steggy Week, weāre happy to see it and share it!
Donāt feel like making anything? Try compiling a rec list, or sending a few prompts. Comments and reblogs are always appreciated too. Steggy Week is for everyone!
Donāt forget to reblog this post and share the word!
Themes
Day 1 (Monday) - Tropes and genres Battle Couple to Bedsharing, comedy to drama - Steve and Peggy make it all look good. Looking for inspiration? Check out this trope generator or this genre picker wheel.
Day 2 (Tuesday) - Headcanons and meta Share a long-held theory, a strong opinion, or a treasured headcanon - or a fanwork based on any of the above.
Day 3 (Wednesday) - AUs and crossovers Carter and Rogers in your favourite space-themed franchise? Regency-era romance Steggy? We want to see it all!
Day 4 (Thursday) - Outsider POV Steggy through the eyes of someone outside their relationship. Friends, enemies, strangers, exes - all perspectives welcome.
Day 5 (Friday) - Inspired by Your inspiration can be anything - a song, an artwork, a colour palette, a quote. Or take it to the next level and make a remix: create art or gifs based on a favourite fic, or write fic to go along with an inspiring visual creation!
Day 6 (Saturday) - WIPs and updates Our most popular returning theme, chosen by you! Post a new chapter of a story, or the latest gifset in a series - or share a snippet, sketch, or preview of anything youāre currently working on.
Day 7 (Sunday) - Free day Come as you are, make what you like! A day for anything that doesnāt fit the themes above.
#steggyweek24#steggy week#steve rogers#peggy carter#captain america#agent carter#trackmarvel#marvel-events-central#steverogersevents
92 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
Fanfics I really liked in June 2024
So. Since I keep a list of what IĀ“ve read anyway (thereĀ“s always a list), I will rec all the fics IĀ“ve wholly enjoyed on a monthly basis. Old and new, canon or AU, big or small authors, long or short but nearly always Johnlock (-ish).
-----
The Disappointed Optimist's Guide to Sharing a Flat with a MadmanĀ byĀ Calais_Reno @calaisreno
Despairing over his horrible living situation, John Watson has a small bit of luck when he meets Victor Trevor, who is trying to get out of his lease. Taking over the lease will mean moving in with Sherlock Holmes, but compared with his current horrible flatmates- Seriously, how bad can it be? A couple of brats who mess up the flat, make fun of him, and eat his food. Or a bloke who doesnāt talk and sometimes plays the violin. He can stick it out for two months...
Lots of fun and some hurt/comfort, great reading!
Two Dozen Kilometres North of BerlinĀ byĀ stopthat
āHow am I meant to forgive you?ā John whispers, the moment calling for quiet, the question heavy and harsh. Sherlock thinks of what theyāve both been through, each suffering in solitude, existing in a divided nightmare, several worlds apart.
āPerhaps youāre not,ā he says, closing his eyes against the inescapable dark.
Reunion, angst with happy ending and bedsharing. What more does one need?
A thing with peas by khorazir @khorazir
Sherlock does the laundry. John cooks a thing with peas. They talk. Finally.
Yes, finally! Just a lovely and long overdue and very satisfying conversation.
A Home for UsĀ byĀ sussexbound
He has been on the road for two years, and he is exhausted. Heās almost accepted that he will never see London (John) againāalmost. But then there are nights like tonight, where he is weak, and all he can think of is the warmth of the flat they once shared, the crackle of the fire in the hearth, the teasing smile playing at the corner of Johnās lips, the boxes of half-eaten Chinese takeaway balanced precariously in their laps. He aches at the memory of it, at the realisation that it is something he may never experience again.
Post-Reichenbach, hurt/comfort and caring John. No Mary. Lots of feelings!
Masters of InkĀ byĀ IndybagginsĀ @indybaggins
John has a triple-coiled tattoo machine in his hand and a row of inks at the ready. He has gloves on, a willing client in front of him, and a detailed stencil. He is ready to win this bloody competition. Except heās competing against Sherlock Holmes...
Awesome first meeting on a reality show, Ink Master AU. There is expert tattooing, slightly less expert flirting, and two men falling hard. But John is married, and they canāt all win.
53 notes
Ā·
View notes
Note
For any fandom(s): 12, 15, 16, 19, 23! š
As always, you spoil me! š
12. Compliment someone else in your fandom
GOD I HAVE TOO MANY FRIENDS TO COMPLIMENT
@beezonia comes up with the coolest AUs and designs. Iām always blown away by their PokĆ©mon team compositions ā theyāre spot on to the point I consider it its own form of character analysis!
@purplecatghostposts is the genius who showed up out of the blue and took us all by surprise with their amazing prose. Soap, reminder that the reference to Copycat in consider the spare legally binds you to pay for my therapy.
@trishacollins is single-handedly remediating to the lack of platonic bedsharing between the cousins and I canāt thank her enough! Sheās also one of the chillest and most approachable people I know.
@luckychatons is our favourite entrepunpurr and constantly lifts our mood with the cutest, most joy-filled sketches! Patting her OCs on the back because they sure need it.
@graythegreyt is such an awesome artist youād almost forget theyāre also one hell of a poet who wields mythological references like Odysseus wields his bow. Did you know they wrote me a poem inspired by God Games? I think everyone should know they wrote me a poem inspired by God Games.
@hartwign is a talented translator and draws hair like no one else. Seriously. I want to run my hands through the cousinsā hair and nestle in there forever.
@phieillydinyia is the picture of dedication! Canāt recommend Candle In The Wind enough, itās a roleswap rewrite of the Miraculous movie that includes the songs. How cool is that. Thank you for your regular comments on my fics, they always make my day!
@alexandriaellisart words cannot express how much I love your depiction of Feligami. Your writing has made me tear up so many times! AND YOUR ART LOOKS SO SOFT AND COLOURFUL. What a double threat!
@faiirygrahamdevanily we need more fics about the Sentiplot as a metaphor for othering experiences and youāre doing Godāsā¦ I mean, Duusuās work with yours!
@bbutterflies did you know your piece for Sentitwin Week is the best characterisation Iāve ever seen of Felix? This is what people mean when they say a picture is worth a thousand words. And of course your Adrino is always brilliant!
@bittersweetresilience not only are you an extraordinary writer, but youāre constantly looking for new ways to express your love. Always GIFing and weaving and canonising tags and making AMVs and running zinesā¦ I canāt wait to see what you do next!
And thereās so many more people Iām forgetting! To say nothing of my friends outside the Miraculous bubble! People are amazing!!! š
15. The character that always makes you smile
At the end of the day, itās all about Clive. Heās been my muse for nearly 15 years! ššļø
16 was answered here! š
19. Your current fandom(s)
Professor Layton, forever and always. I canāt wait to share my Big Bang fic and the amazing art that I was blessed with! šš
RWBY, even if Iām lurking more than participatingā¦ I love love love love RWBY, yet it doesnāt strike my creative and analytical chords the way Miraculous does. Sometimes you just need to let yourself be swept into a story, you know? Although, it did teach me a couple of writing tricks Iāve used for other fandoms!
EPIC! Wisdom Saga coming soon! š©µš¦ It makes my little mythology nerd heart supremely happy. The music is a banger and you can feel the knowledge and passion of all the people involved in this project. Jorge in particular is always so excited to share his progress, engaging with creators, explaining his musical choices in a fun and pedagogical wayā¦ And the lyrics! Itās free real estate for a fanfic author looking for inspiration and/or titles!
Iād love to start Monte-Cristoposting like Iāve been Cyranoposting and Draculaposting, but Iām afraid of spoilers so for now Iām just screaming in your DMs. As you know. Iām also slowly getting into Honkai: Star Rail, and Iād like to pick up PokĆ©mon Black and White again because a N character study would look great on my AO3 resume.
And of course, Miraculous! ššā¤ļø Itās the most creative Iāve been in years and itās all thanks to these sad beautiful silly genius kids. Heart emoji, peacock emoji, sob emoji, etc.
23 was answered here!
Thanks for the ask! š¤šŖ¶
46 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
So pleased to finally share the accompanying art to my Fitzier Spies AU!!
Tinker, Sailor, Soldier, Spy | 33k | Complete | E
There's a mysterious device being put up for sale, one that could potentially end the human race anew. But not if Agents Bedivere and Caradoc have anything to say about it.
Tags: Spies & Secret Agents, Canon-Typical Vio/ence, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Bedsharing, Jealousy, V0yeurism, M@sturbation, Dubious Consent, Getting Together, Injury Recovery, Tender Sx, Happy Ending
Incredible art by the incredible @brainyraccoons
68 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
Bechloe Week 2024 Voting List
Anachronism
"You're up early"
Pack
Whipped
"Oops, didn't see you there!"
Shooting
Middle school
"Let's be alone together"
Runaways
āI did NOT fart on our first date!ā
Ocean
"It's like I don't even recognize you anymore."
Freedom
Bosses daughter
"I'm worried about you"
Bra
Reality TV
"Don't think, just do"
Kids
Hiding
āYouāve got a drug problem and itās destroying our relationship!ā/ Drugs
Airport
Basketball
āIāll gay marry the shit out of you! Iām not scared.ā
Forbidden love
Blackout
Mafia
"That's when I fell in love with you"
Rainstorm
Scandalous past life
"There's no turning back now"
First date
Older and even more in love than ever
"Because I said so "
Teacher Beca
Bedsharing
Desperate hugs
āYou found meā
Enemies/rivals to lovers
Royalty / knight AU
āYour fans are freaking crazy!ā
Drunken Dare
Anniversary
#bechloe week 2024#voting#prompts#beca mitchell#chloe beale#pitch perfect#bechloe fanfic#bechloe week#ao3
44 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
i got a very sweet ao3 comment about how glad this reader was that they wouldn't have to worry about a weird exhausting jealousy plot happening with the princess AU lumiter, which made me realize that it straight-up just..... never occurred to me that a jealousy plot was a possibility. or at least not a traditional jealousy plot.
like, you have this situation where amity is watching luz and hunter bedshare and be their queerplatonic touchyfeely codependent selves, i guess it Would be easy to have her, like.... to have her be like "ugh, i wish luz wasn't with him, i wish i didn't have to watch him with her and pretend i don't want her, i am such a sad lesbian".... Especially given her messy history with hunter. like i guess the potential is there for her to go "but why HIM, he's such a DICK, why can't you seeeeee you belong with meeeeeeee š¶"
or alternatively, there's potential for amity to go "i can't tell if the two of them are romantically involved, i'll be So Sad if it turns out they kiss, but if they're actually Just Friends and Only Friends and Nothing Else then i'll feel totally normal and cool about them <3"
but it just like. it genuinely never crossed my mind that she might feel that way or that the dynamic could play out like that. like the lesbian yearning is there but instead of being "ugh, fuck hunter, i wish he wasn't here" it's more like "i am so fucking touch-starved and i can't even tell which of them i want to be."
when amity starts loving luz it's mostly because luz treats hunter kindly & that disproves all the worst things amity feared about her. when amity starts trusting luz it's mostly because amity trusts hunter already, against all odds. when amity starts making dumbass self-sacrificing decisions for luz, one of the first things she does is go to hunter like, "listen. OUR luz now. tell me how to help"
there was never ever Ever going to be a timeline where amity was like "if i want to be in a relationship with luz, i have to get rid of hunter." or a timeline where luz was like "well, i'm with amity now!! i guess hunter is no longer a priority or allowed in my bed <3" like.
why... why would i write that. when i could instead write, like. stuff that is actually. interesting....
#i've said as much in an ao3 reply but i'm still thinking about it.#every relationship i write ends up poly even if it isn't poly because actually it is poly. yeah#toh#princess luz au#shitty idiot repression gang#lumiter#i'm not gonna maintag this with the luz amity ship bc that feels a little risky somehow. but it's tagged in spirit
65 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
Haha thanks for appreciating my art!Ā
Yeah, itās funny because I think Henry II/Young Henry is objectively some of the BEST lesser known Dadson dynamics out there thatās sadly underexploredāyou have political bedsharing, āthe son and the father are one,ā Co-Crowning ceremonies (There should be more dadson AUs that steal the concept of associative kingship) bodies and souls bound together, guilt, shame, divorce, the Love and Fear of faetc etcā¦Ā
the only unfortunate thing Is that dadson is generally not something I get super excited about personally. >_< I can see the visions and recommend them but itās not really what gets me goingā¦.Iāll leave that to the pros (tho I DID have some art concepts here and there in mind but who knows if Iāll ever get to it..)
Anyways, back to the main subjectāfor memory lane look at these, the very FIRST art I did of him Iām pretty sure! Alongside Frederick Barbarossa and Richard. You can tell I was just working directly off random ref images without knowing anything lool
Also this one! Early art. Where heās extremely shota. I still think this is cute, but it doesnāt look like HIM to me.
I still like these piecesā¦I had fun with them. I miss putting him in the historically inaccurate green caftan
Philipās design overall has been an interesting process! I think my initial designs for the Plantagenets have refined over time, but they more or less stayed the same from the beginning, while his was kind of an evolution. Itās a bit hard for me to look at my old Blondelippe art because itās so different from how I think about and draw him now, lol.Ā Ā I was initially influenced by a few things:
there were a couple of fanarts/drawings of a Philip that was blonde, so I ran with that .
I think I might have initially mixed up art with that of Philip IV Le Bel, who has had portrayals where heās a Pretty Blond
In some medieval artworks especially in later centuries, there are portraits of him that look blonde but only because of the stylistic conventions.
Also, my initial fandommy delusion interpretation of his character (when i was mostly dabbling from the TLIW stuff only) was influenced by the certain BL and shoujo archetype that pops up that usually consist of blonde, french-coded characters with childhood sexual trauma who are also guarded and conniving and sometimes straight up evil. so I thought it would be fun to run with that, and also be an obvious visual signifier that I was working in more a Yaoi Delusion state than a Realistic Historical state.
I ended up kind of veering away from this as I started to do more research and realized I was a lot more interested in reading about historical details. I was less familiar with Philip, but I had fun reading and getting to know his character I think a lot more in a way that I liked. My art is influenced by my aesthetic fujo preferences, but I also like a sense of background knowledge and consistency in my brain. For me I wanted the Philip, both the historical philip and the rpf dolly iāve reconstructed, to feel more specific to me. There are already plenty of conniving blondes out there (I didnāt want people to mistake it for an APH Franceā¦lol) so kind of designing him as brunette with the goofy, severe bangs (influenced by his statues, and by the 19th century portrait) was a fun design. It also worked a lot better for black and white comics, like in āIn Exchange for Honor,ā And as well serves as a nice visual contrast since I draw the brothers + Henry usually as all varying degrees of blonde/redheadā¦ THATās for Yaoi aesthetic reasons lol
Iām actually not sure if there IS any info on his hair color in real life, and tbh I guess iām not interested in that (also he balded so it becomes irrelevant). I think itās fun because I can draw him very pretty for my delusions if I want but also has a kind of dorkiness to him that I think is extremely important to lean into. I also feel like, I wanted a design that could look distinct and cute, but also could look more Adult if I wanted to, I draw him a kid a lot but I wanted the vibes to translate into older designs as well.
A big part that stands out to me reading about the historical Philip is the contrast between how Serious and Sacral the Frankish kingship is how important Philip was as the god-given heir blah blah blah, but also with how WEIRD he was. Making serious and laudable logistical decisions and policies one moment, but also making baffling and confusing decisions in his personal life and relationships. Heās kind of a mess in a fun way, it leaves a lot for the imagination (and evil imagination) to wonder wtf was up with him. In a way, even though the TLIW richphil dubcon backstory is Completely Made Up, to me I feel it doesnāt feel completely out of place thematically, since to me thereās something inherently sus/erotic about the status of purity/sacralness and the transgression from childhood vulnerability that is necessary to emerge into true powerā¦Anyway I could write more Yaoi Essays but this post is meant to be about aesthetics.
It is impossible to escape the influence of TLIW Timothy Dalton in attitude, even if not in aesthetic, since he is probably the only major portrayal of Philip in the anglosphere I can think of. I feel that influence definitely comes through unavoidably, although I also try to round him out a bit when I write him. TLIW!Philip (in both movies and all plays) is showing him behaving at a very specific point in time; he starts off being condescended to, then exits the film smug and unscathed. Itās a big contrast from even modern Philip portrayals like in Confessions de lāHistoire where heās more of a whiner and Richardās punching bag.Ā Ā
In The Devilās Crown, Christopher Gable in The Devilās Crown is a bit more subtle, and follows a more subdued and calculating Philip who grows into his person over time. I like him a lot because heās very stiff and formal compared to Henry and Richardās expressive gesticulating, but he holds a lot of disdain and rage inside him.Ā Ā I think his portrayal in TDC definitely has influenced me a lot, I love how he glowers at Richard during all their encounters. Itās both very serious but also kind of cuteā¦Also Iām entranced by his ballet photos. In a way they kind of cycle all the way back to that ethereal kind of āgetting bewitched in the woodsā unnerving shoujo feeling that I was originally getting a whiff of originally.
FUNNY ENOUGH, I feel I even still get some influence fromā¦.Solomonās Crown of all things.. I make fun of it of course for its uwufication but for all my haterisms natasha kind of cooked with leaning into the weirdly ageregressiony Pure Special Little Boy feeling that pops up fetishistically in that book (in denial of course), the only difference for me is that I feel like that fetishistic aspect can be used deliciously for Evil (āpurityā can be weaponized, after all) character traits rather than making a character Boring as hell
#Asks#retrospring#historical rpf#tliw#philip augustus#cw csa mention#Christopher gable#You can always ask me for yaoi essays it is always morally correct
29 notes
Ā·
View notes