#blame it on the author Au

[love4-bunny]

"For most of my life, I've been preoccupied with wondering how certain experiences might feel. Now I have the opportunity to experience life like any other human"

Blame it on the author Au.

[landinrris]

What's the Risk of Make Believe

Pairings: Carlos/Lando

Rating: E

Tags: Brief Lando/Martin about halfway through the fic, Vague Lando/Other people, girl!lando, Explicit Sexual Content, Starts soft but certainly doesn't end that way, Yearning, Getting Together, Hurt/Comfort, sexuality exploration, mild jealousy, In which Carlos tries to suppress his love for Lando for five years (it doesn't work), PWP but the second P stands for plot

Chapter: 1/1

Thank God her teammate is at least a civilized human of a man— even if he does try to act chivalrous towards her when they first meet at the MTC. Carlos Sainz, infuriatingly handsome and tragically nice Carlos Sainz who steps in front of her to try and hold a door open for her, only to be met with a stony dead-eyed stare. “Would you have fought to hold that door open for me if I was a bloke?” Lando sees the moment where Carlos blanches, his eyes growing wide as her words sink in. Off to the side, Charlotte turns around, a wide-eyed look of her own on her face. “I apologize. I didn’t mean to…” He clears his throat and tries again. “Noted. From now on I will only be normal polite.” -- Or: Lando's the first female Formula 1 driver in decades and also happens to be nursing a pretty big crush on her teammate that builds through the years

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[anonauthorsworkshop]

helloo, i stumbled upon ur mha x scp au and AHDSIHDSGISDGJ UR WRITING??? IS SO GOOD?? (also im new here hi, can i be 🎭 anon) more mha x scp au pls /nf tho

hii 🎭 anon :) i get a lot of requests for this au haha, sure!

previous part here

AU where MC is transported into the MHA universe with a SCP-summoning quirk. essentially a MHA and SCP crossover. you can read the rest of the parts under the tag #pp mha au

(note: i have never watched or read mha in my life and all of my knowledge is from fanfics and lazily googled questions! sorry in advance for any mischaracterizations or anything that just... doesn't make any sense? lol)

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You lean forward, nearly falling off of your chair in the process. Squinting your eyes into narrow lines, you focus on one, crucial objective:

Trying to figure out what the hell is sitting right in front of you.

He looks like a cat, sort of. He reminds you of Josie, or, well, 529, with his feline-esque features and all.

Oh, you really should summon Josie here again sometime. It's been quite a while since you last have. That cat makes a good cuddle buddy. Even if she's missing the entire other half of her body.

You hum in thought, continuing to careen forward from your chair. No! This thing across from you is nothing like Josie. His ears look more like a bear, like 1048. Or could he be a dog? No, no... You've got it! He's definitely a rat!

Leaning back, you return to a proper sitting position and internally applaud yourself for finding the solution to your own ridiculous question. A rat, you think to yourself, face smug. Reminds me of a certain mask that drips black snot.

Wait a minute. The satisfied expression you adorn falters as you inspect the rat closer. What if it's not a rat, but a mouse?!

No, you're getting sidetracked! You take another bite of the banana you have graciously been given by your... captors? Do they count as captors if you willingly went with them?

The clearing of a throat. "Excuse me. If you could please answer the question..."

Oh, right. They're not really your 'captors,' just your interrogators, (that provide you with free food, might you add).

"What was the question again?" you ask, before not-so-elegantly stuffing the rest of the banana down your throat. You couldn't help but cave into your stomach's hunger; you haven't tasted this quality of fresh food in years! No more scavenging for meals or rummaging through garbage bins!

The man in uniform raises an inquiring eyebrow. You examine the badge attached to his right breast pocket: 'Detective Tsukauchi.'

He gestures to his side. "He asked you for your name."

Your eyes follow his hand's movements, and you find yourself gazing at the rat once more. "Oh, I wasn't paying attention." You admit shamelessly, grabbing another banana from the bowl placed before you. "I'm Y/N."

"Pleasure to meet you, Y/N." The rat smiles. You absentmindedly nod in response. "I'm Nezu, the principal of U.A. High. The man beside me is Detective Tsukauchi," you glance at the final stranger, "and this is Aizawa, a teacher at this school. He is also the one who found you. We would like to ask you some questions, as you are already aware."

"Sure," you comply, shoving another banana into your mouth. "I don't mind."

"How old are you?"

"Fifteen, I think."

"Who are your parents?"

You shrug, nonchalantly reaching for another banana. "Don't have any."

Nezu's grin widens slightly, and you watch him place a paw below his jaw. "Would you be comfortable telling us about what happened in that alley?"

Cocking your head to the side, you carefully peel off the banana's skin. "Which one?"

The detective speaks up. "The one you were found in."

Chewing another bite of your food, you tap a finger to your chin in thought. "Well, I was asleep until I heard a bunch of noise." Slowly, you turn to Nezu, replicating his ear-to-ear smile as you dramatically retell your experience.

"I looked up from my home, my beloved alleyway cardboard box, and saw two groups of people fighting. I decided to hide in my box until it was all over, but then one of them crashed into my home. They crumpled my box, and my hiding spot was revealed! The two groups started arguing about 'gang territory,' or whatever, and one of them decided to use me as a hostage and pointed a gun to my head."

You sink your teeth into your banana once more, oblivious to the horrified looks from every adult in the room.

"Oh, but it was fine," you casually continue, mouth half-full, "since, you know, I took care of it and all."

"When you say that you 'took care of it,'" the detective asks cautiously, "do you mean that you used your quirk?"

"My... quirk?" You scratch the back of your neck. "I guess it's my quirk? Don't know too much about 'quirks,' to be honest. I've never been to a doctor, or whatever specialist you go to for checking those out."

"Could you describe to us what it was that you exactly did?"

You gulp down the rest of your banana before replying. "You mean, in that alley? I summoned, or, like, conjured up one of those, uh." You pause, replacing 'SCPs' with another word to prevent further confusion. "Creatures? One of those creatures."

Tsukauchi looks you in the eye. "These creatures that you summon." You glance at the detective's hands, and you notice that they're trembling. "What do they do? What do they look like?"

"Usually I summon them to help and protect me." You explain with a shrug, "Oftentimes I encounter people who want to hurt me for some reason. There's a bunch of, er, 'creatures,' that I can summon, and they don't typically look like your perception of what's 'normal.'"

You continue, "There are endless possibilities, really. One looks like a teddy bear, just covered in human ears." Tsukauchi's eyes widen, as if his suspicions have been confirmed. "There's some that are long and bony. Some of them have these gigantic claws and razor-sharp mouths. Some of them are all gooey and acidic-"

"I believe that's enough." You turn to the side, taking a brief glimpse at Aizawa, who is standing beside you. Those were the only words he's spoken this entire time.

Turning back to the other two, you're about to grab another banana when you catch sight of the detective. You stare awkwardly, your hand paused mid-air. He seems to have completely spun on his heel to face away from you, hands clutching the wall as he gags and dry heaves. You scoot back in your chair uncomfortably.

"...And you do not have a home, correct?" Nezu stands up from his seat, approaching yours.

"Well, I did, but like I said, my cardboard box was destroyed because of those two rival gangs, or whoever they were."

"I see." He raises a paw so as to pet the top of your head. You clumsily bend down in your chair, allowing the two-foot-tall principal to reach your height. "We can arrange something for you. You may stay in a personal dorm here for free, if you would like." He smiles, "So long as you attend this school, the police force has also gladly agreed to erase your criminal record!"

You gawk at him. "C-criminal record?" Well, you guess you usually do end up leaving a mess of dead bodies behind, but it's always in self-defense!

"You should know it is illegal to use your quirk unlicensed and in public, Y/N."

Surveying the room, you dart your eyes from person to person. In the corner of the room, the detective, who is on the verge of vomiting up his insides. The man beside you, Aizawa, who refuses to look at you. The one standing in front of you, Nezu, who is blackmailing you, but is also offering you free shelter and free food...

You huff, grabbing Nezu's paw and shaking it wildly. "It's a deal, then."

[bonnibellexox]

Let’s Talk About Caught Red-Handed (Spoilers)

With this recent chapter, I’m seeing a lot of people criticising the way I’ve written Jaune. Weak, push-over, coward etc are all ways he has been described. And while I do agree that his inaction has run its course (which is why this chapter is the end of that arc for him) I do think these critisisms come from a place that may be unfair.

Jaune (in this story) is a r*pe victim and is being abused by a very broken Ruby. This is fresh, having only happened a week ago in the timeline. He, through no fault of his own, has been sucked into an abused girls life and as a result, she wanted to take out everything out on him. She doesn’t do this intentionlly, which lends itself to his self-blame as he feels she isn’t rying to hurt him. It’s not her fault.

It starts with her withholding affection and information. She presents herself as an untouchable, desirable girl with a twisted side he desperately wants to understand. Every time he gets close, sees some genuine emotion in her, she slams the door Hard, leaving him treading lighter next time. Without this emotional depth, he, like many of you, is left to percieve her as a 2D caracature. As a result, he objectifies, sexualitises and idolises her.

Next, she hides something big from him, something he knows is scaring her. He is simultaniously made to comfort her, while also not being good enough to know what he’s soothing away. He tries to stop playing games, but she ends up birsting into tears and voicing an identity crisis. She finally lets him in, lets him have something she’s held out of arms reach for so long, but disappears immediately after without a word of explanation.

As you can imagine, this starts his spiral of selfdoubt. He worries he did something, percieved everything wrong, that maybe she was right to be so guarded. She lies and says it was all fun and games, refusing to acknowledge real connection and intimacy.

Eventually, she baits him. She uses her own suffering as a barganing chip, luring him out with promise of affection and tranparency just to use him for comfort. They get close, he relaxes, he solidifies the idea that she’s worth fighting for and that being alone is unbarable, before she rips away again without explanation.

Having enough, he follows her and finds out that for a long time, she’s been getting blackmailed. She spends her nights being tortured and r***ed. He gets close to intervening, to violently attacking the people responsible, but a friend, someone he knows Ruby genuinely trusts in the way he so craves, warns him that it will only make it worse and risk her safety.

He tends to her wounds but she abandons him again, so he confronts her, ashamed of the anger he feels at being lied to for so long. During their conversation, he offers advice and in exchange, she gives him more affection. He desperately needs a sense of control and influence over this situation, so when she tells him that he “makes everything better,” it forms a new identity for him. One that needs to help in the few ways she will allow.

Then she realises that he can bring comfort and catharsis in a darker way. Manipulating him again and again, she uses small moments of honesty to condition him. She r*pes him, she projects all her hatred onto him, and finishes it off with just enough love that he wants to believe its worth it. But they also can’t help but hate each other, resent each other. They want to hurt the only people they can get their hands on and in a moment of dispair, she taunts him into beating her badly.

From there, he starts to realise how bad things are and wants to put an end to it. But confiding in others feels like putting a target on his own back. He is toxic too, he is abusive too, he is letting her suffer because he is frozen in place. Every movement to save her rips them apart, every kiss is met with a bite, every extended hand is flinched away from.

Jaune Arc isn’t like this in the show because this Jaune Arc was crafted to be insecure, scared, starved and emotional raw. He is an abuse victim. Give him that credit before you say he isn’t tough enough, the same grace you all seem to give Ruby.

[impishtubist]

My theory is that the people who turn Sirius and Remus into OCs want to still be in this fandom because of the big audience. If they admitted they're writing/drawing OCs, they wouldn't get the attention they crave

Honestly? That's definitely a thought I've had before. Since coming back to fandom/fanfic writing full-force in 2020, I've noticed an increased emphasis on writers wanting to write marketable fics, being interested in going viral, marketing their fics on Twitter and TikTok (even Instagram!) like they're books....it's super fucking weird. Fanfic isn't about the number of views/interactions you get, it's about writing something weird and cringe for the 10 people who go feral for your words!

[collectorcookie]

this post but i make it about northfam sleepovers

Small oz is snacking on snow's hand btw

[w1ld-wr1t3r]

Ask me about my AUs!

I have quite a few AUs, all in various states of completion. I thought, what better way to force myself to work on them than by making a list and opening them up for questions?

You can ask pretty much anything about the characters, plot, lore, or anything else, though if something would reveal a major spoiler or twist that I don't want prematurely revealed, I will politely decline your question for the time being. If I don't actually have an answer yet, maybe your question will be what helps me fill in that blank! I may also be more motivated to work on a particular AU if more people are interested in it, so if there's one you really want to see me work on, please ask a question about it!

This list will be updated whenever I get a new AU idea that I seriously think I will get around to writing. If an AU has already been started and posted, it'll be linked to the AO3 series. If an AU is "complete," I will probably leave it in this list just in case you guys are still curious about the extended lore, or if I ever get the urge to add to it again.

Some of these ideas are a lot more fleshed out than others. Some might not be much more than vague ideas at the moment. Ones at the bottom of the list are more likely to be less fleshed-out. So if I haven't gotten to one you'd like to see yet, it's probably because it needs more time to bake.

Here's all of my current AUs:

The Adventures of Peanut the Paddock Pup (multi-fic series, Norrix)

Belle (2021 anime)/Alan Walker AU (multi-fic series (maybe))

Star Wars/F1 AU (multi-fic series, Norrix, other background ships)

Equestrian AU (F1 and DJs, various ships, multi-fic series; just a general AU w/ loosely connected stories)

Spider-Verse/F1 AU (multi-fic series, Norrix, maybe other ships)

Isola (2018 comic)/F1 AU (multi-fic series, Norrix)

Dune/F1 AU (single fic, Lestappen and Carlando)

Alpha (2018 movie)/F1 AU (single fic, Charles and Leo, Lestappen, background Norrix)

Transformers/F1 AU (specifically inspired by Transformers One (2024 movie); probably a single fic, probably Norrix; Idk guys I don't know the first thing about Transformers LOL)

[ronanceautistic]

save me ronance hockey au

[queenviserra]

Tides of time - Chapter 1 - flame_walker18 - A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin [Archive of Our Own]

[zecoritheweirdone]

Hi just found the little comic you did for mystery skulls! it looks super amazing, I haven't thought of something like it before. I hope you continue it its awesome.

i'm glad you liked it!!! i do hope to continue it as well,,, tho prolly not in comic form, cuz that was hell on my wrist,, dkdndkdn. only thing stopping me from writing it rn, aside from lack of motivation(curse you adhd),, is the fact i haven't fully plotted things out yet. but once i do,, i'll try my best to write it out!!

[error-dark]

"Ruin Knows Best" (Mother Knows Best Reprised male version parody)

Before we begin, here's the link to the lyrics I used for this short fanfic(?) and of course I changed some to make it fitting. I would've done an animatic of this, but I have no motivative for that so I wrote it instead.

Okay now enjoy!

Bloodmoon: We… We think they like us-

Ruin: Likes you?! Bloodmoon, please, that’s demented!”

Bloodmoon: But, Ruin, we-

Ruin: See, this is why you never should have left! Brothers, this whole friendship that you’ve invented, it just proves you’re too naive to be here. Why would they like you? Come on now, really. Look at you! You think that they’re impressed?! Now, stop being bratty! And come with Ruin. 🎵Brother-

Bloodmoon: No!

Ruin: No? Oh… Okay. I see how it is.

Bloodmoon(other twin in mind): Didn’t Eclipse sung this to Lunar?

Bloodmoon(in mind): Y-yeah…

Ruin: 🎵Bloodmoon knows best. Bloodmoon’s so mature now. You really think that you’re in bliss. Bloodmoon knows best. Fine, if you’re so sure now, then go ahead and give them THIS! *pulls out the Master Plans that Bloodmoon secretly copied and hidden.

Bloodmoon: *in shock. H-how did you-?

Ruin: 🎵THIS is why they’re HERE! Don’t let them deceive you! Give it to them, watch, you’ll see! *pushes the plans into Bloodmoon’s hands.

Bloodmoon: *holding the plans. We will!

Ruin: 🎵Trust me, my brothers! That’s how fast they’ll leave you! I won’t say I told you so! No, Bloodmoon knows best! So if they’re such great pals, go and put them to the test!

Bloodmoon: Ruin, wait-!

Ruin: 🎵If they’re lying, don’t come crying! RUIN KNOWS BEST! *vanishes, leaving.

Bloodmoon: …

Bloodmoon(other twin in mind): Pointy man’s… just like Eclipse, perhaps worse…

Bloodmoon: He’s not our brother. He’s not family. He only brought us back just to use us like puppets. He’s nothing to us.

Bloodmoon(other twin in mind): We work for him no more. We work for no one, only for ourselves.

Bloodmoon: What will we do now, brother?

Bloodmoon(other twin in mind): We backstab him back. We kill him. We set ourselves free.

Bloodmoon: But we can’t just go up and kill him. That won’t work. We need to plan.

Bloodmoon(other twin in mind): Simple plan. Flexible. No complex. And short.

Bloodmoon: Yes… But we will need their help. If we want to make sure he stays dead.

Bloodmoon(other twin in mind): You’re right.

(Open ending aka letting readers to decide the ending lol)

[love4-bunny]

I am into atla now, but also I love drawing Kokomi. WHO WANTS TO READ A SCENE OF THAT LONG NONSENSE DRAFT.

Try to guess the context.

Para los que hablan en español. Si, Teruhashi aquí tiene novio, porque me canta la gana y amo el drama.

[rairecs]

title: in silence author: daisier rating: teen wordcount: 55,425 fandom: stray kids pairing: han jisung/lee minho summary:

When Minho went to buy groceries, he saw Jisung’s face on the cover of a magazine at checkout. Hands shaking, he picked it up. It was their newest issue. Jisung’s face was smooth, flawless. He looked perfect. He looked like a stranger. Minho was filled with the sudden urge to cry. He didn’t.

If Minho had to describe Jisung in one page, nothing in the magazine would’ve made the cut. Jisung was a force of nature. He was the storm and the sun after rain. He was stubborn and wonderful and kind. Minho loved him still and knew at that moment that he always would — in silence, in loneliness, through phone and TV screens.

My superstar, he thought, and tried to smile even as it felt like his heart was breaking all over again. Mine, and everyone else’s. 

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[king-nyx]

Can someone provide an explanation on why I'm abandoning all my works that I've been waiting to write for so long to write a rw&rb apollo/dionysus au?????? please someone explain this phenomenon to me.

[perenlop]

Playing through Explorers of the Spirit and catching up to where I was... and I'm sorry I mean no disrespect, but it really comes across like the modder never got over their beef with chatot from 10 years ago and is using the opportunity in the game to vent about how much he sucks and why the guild is bad actually

[nostalgia-tblr]

if i write all the wanky stuff in the tags that means i am innocent if any wank ensues thereafter right?