#both self insert and canon compliant

[phoenixiancrystallist]

Anybody else get random Olevia Lives AU brainworms that won't get out of their head until they get written down or is that just a me thing?

(Translation below the cut as usual)

Cuff: May I confess something to you?

Olevia: What is it?

Cuff: I need your complete confidence. You cannot breathe a word of this to anyone. Especially not Frey. Do you promise?

Olevia: I promise.

Cuff: Thank you. *deep breath* I love her.

Olevia: Well, yeah, I knew that.

Cuff: Hush, I'm not done yet.

Olevia: *giggles*

Cuff: If I could, I would take Frey and run. Run far, far away, away from Athia, away from Rheddah. Run so far and so fast that nothing can ever hurt her again, so I can be free to stand beside her.

Olevia: Why can't you do that now?

Cuff: Because I am not free. And I never will be. If Frey lets me go, then Rheddah will reclaim me. And I will be forced to kill her. To kill you. I can't bear that, little one. I love you both too much. But I won't have any choice. I won't be able to stop myself. But if I take her and run far, far away, so far that Rheddah can't find me, maybe...

Olevia: ...what about me?

Cuff: Hmm?

Olevia: Can I come, too?

Cuff: You love Frey that much? Enough to leave everything you've ever known behind?

Olevia: You do.

Cuff: Hmm, I suppose I do. Well, now, I suppose, since I've come to know you, and seeing as I love you, too, I'd like to take you with me as well. Since you asked, and all.

[essenceofarda]

also on the note of headcanons i cannot fathom elves living centuries if not millennia without questioning their gender identities at least once lol

I'm a cisgender woman and I question my exact gender identity or presentation like... twice a year at least lmao

[tolkienocweek]

Tolkien OC Week

A fandom event for OCs and underdeveloped characters in Tolkien's world!

This event celebrates both characters of Tolkien's world and our own characters that need more love, by creating and reblogging all kind of fanworks, like fanfiction, fanart, fanvideos, fancrafts, headcanons, playlists, edits, moodboards etc.

The event is modded by @yellow-faerie, @elamarth-calmagol and @stormxpadme and will take place between 25th August - 31st August 2024 for the fourth year running.

NSFW text entries are allowed and we’ll tag them accordingly when we reblog them, but please put them behind a “read more”.

We'll also be tracking the tag #tolkienocweek during this week!

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Event schedule for 2024:

Day 1 (25th August): World Building

Create a fanwork about an original character, and use them as a jumping off point for worldbuilding. Share a dwarf from the far side of Rhun, consider the existence of an Aina before the creation of Arda, explore Rivendell from the point of view of an outsider, or tell us about the underground punk subculture of Gondolin.

Day 2 (26th August): Canon-OC Relationships

This year, it’s not just about romance. Today, explore a relationship between your OC and a canon character. Your character could be a lover or spouse of someone canonical, lf course, but they could also be a friend, sibling, teacher, servant, fan, or even rival!

Day 3 (27th August): Alternate Universes

Share an OC who isn’t canon compliant at all. Maybe you want to add a fourteenth member of Thorin’s company or give a reborn Celebrimbor children with a surviving and reformed Sauron. Or, maybe you want to do a crossover with your Star Wars OC or let your self-insert narrate a coffee shop AU. Go wild!

Day 4 (28th August): Gaps and Ghosts

Create a fanwork based upon a character that Tolkien either thought up and abandoned, such as Odo Took oe the characters of The New Shadow. Or, create someone he missed creating in the first place, like… um… just about anyone’s mother.

Day 5 (29th August): Non-Humanoid Characters

Middle Earth isn't just elves, Men, hobbits, and dwarves. Today, share a character who is something different entirely: an animal, a dragon, a Maia who doesn't take humanoid form, an ent or huron, or a creature of your own invention.

Day 6 (30th August): Background Characters

This prompt is all about people who are in the background of the action: the low-ranking soldiers, the servants, and the ordinary people living in extraordinary times. Or maybe you want someone who isn't so ordinary, like an advisor in the Council of Elrond who never made it onto the page, or one of the Maiar who sank the Feanorians on the stolen boats. Show us their view of the action!

Day 7 (31st August): Freeform

Did we miss something? Do you have an OC that doesn’t fit into any day, or did you want to do a second fanwork for one of the days? Today, create and share whatever you want, as long as it has to do with original or abandoned characters!

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Since we want to celebrate creations about neglected characters all year long, the mods will occasionally reblog posts and fancreations about OCs and underdeveloped characters. If you would like to see your post on our blog, you're very welcome to tag tolkienocweek. Since tumblr's tagging system is often being faulty, don't hesitate to message us, too!

We are looking forward to see and share all the awesome work you come up with!

[feeshies]

Now that I’m doing more oc stuff, it’s been making me reflect on how my relationship with oc stuff changed over the years

When I was coming up in online fandom spaces in the 2000s, the worst thing you could possibly do was create a Mary Sue. And adjacent to that, it was also considered a Bad Look to be “too attached” to your oc. Your characters were supposed to be tools. Not friends, lovers, role models, or (especially) self inserts.

Fandoms would have rules for creating ocs, sometimes literally with actual guides people were expected to follow if they wanted their ocs to be taken seriously.

I'm thankful that this attitude is dying down (or maybe I'm just in better circles).

A bitter pill we have to swallow is that if you participate in fandom and especially if you make ocs, you're "cringe" to someone.

Is your oc blatantly based off of you? Cringe.

Do you ship your oc with a canon character? Cringe.

Is your oc related to a canon character? Cringe.

Is your oc not canon-compliant? Cringe.

Is your oc too involved with canon? Cringe.

Does your oc have the same sexuality/race/mental illness/etc. as you? Cringe.

Do you feel emotional about your ocs? Cringe.

Do you make ocs? Cringe.

Do you make fanart/fanfiction/edits/fanwork of any kind? Cringe.

Everyone has their own thresholds for what they find "acceptable" when it comes to fandom. But that's stupid because...it's fandom. The trapeze artists can look down on the clowns all they want, but they're both under the same tent.

Anyway, it's been so much less exhausting to just make an oc, instead of having to go through a whole internal quality assurance process to make sure they're not cringe. The years of cycling my ocs through the Mary Sue Litmus Test are over. I'm free.

[strawberry-selfships]

write that self insert oc fanfiction. make it extremely self indulgent. use emoticons if you want to. use song lyrics if you want to. make your oc crazy ridiculous and non canon compliant. see how the other characters would react to your oc’s presence. maybe they’d all love you! you don’t have any obligation to post it online, or to share it, but your friends would probably love to see it if you told them about it. or you can even post it under an alias / alt account if you want. but write it. as an act of self love. as a fun pastime. as a character study of both yourself and the other characters in the franchise. have fun. do whatever you want forever. ‘cringe culture’ is dying, so take that bat in hand and give it another hit. insecurity is a cruel beast but it can be tamed. have fun.

still uneasy?

here’s the origin story of gwenpool, a successful, published, official marvel comics character

have fun!!! love yourself through the eyes of your favorite characters!!!

[halowishes]

october favs!

what i recommend this month.

(my reviews are getting longer… i will not apologize T-T)

burden of blame

e. 91.2k. violence. yakuza au.

i’ve finally read the iconic fic. the writing for this and atsumu’s character deserves more praise than i can do. his fears, motivations, dreams, and hopes are so gripping and emotional. i just love long fics so much. you learn so much about the characters and there’s so much DEPTH. i always feel so lucky to read them.

the MSBY black jackals guide to self care

t. 4.5k. canon compliant.

it’s sakusa with a religious self care routine versus 6 in 1 shower wash. such a sweet fic of sakusa learning a new routine, befriending the jackals, and getting praise (as he should!). and i love a sakusa pov <3

insert coin to play

e. 178k. cyberpunk/ bounty hunters au. violence.

finally was brave enough to read this and it did not disappoint :’). this dynamic of loudmouth but extremely competent atsumu x observant and stealthy but full of sass kiyoomi is SO fun. not to mention them being absolutely obsessed with each other (and not realizing it). this fic is so creative, beautifully written, and embodies every possibility in fanfic. they mean so much to me and i could write essays on how good this fic is. fairycake has never let me down.

fan behavior (series)

t/ e. 41.3k total. 4 works. canon compliant.

there’s something cosmically right about teenage kiyo being a fanboy and an atsumu apologist. the premise of the jackals trying to differentiate the miya twins fit sooo well😭 this series had me giggling into my pillow.

strawberry

t. 8.5k. american college au.

i was expecting a silly college fic but it ended up being so much more. i have complex feelings about the asian american experience and college (im graduating soon), so this fic spoke to a few different parts of me. highly recommend if you have a weird relationship with your culture, ethnicity, your parents, or have a crush on your friend :P

crash course

e. 6.0k. all-japan youth camp.

ah yes, horny high schoolers at a sleep away camp. teen kiyoomi wants to lose his virginity and sets motoya on a mission to find the best choice. enter miya atsumu: five star reputation, good at volleyball, hot, and willing. perfect candidate for kiyo’s big moment!

it drives you crazy getting old

m. 45.9k. 13 going on 30 skts!

atsumu being an asshole to kiyoomi at the all-japan youth camp only for them to wake up at 32 years old, MARRIED, in their osaka home! both are horrified as they realize they’re stuck together in a future they don’t know! this fic made me look forward to getting older, facing changes, and finding people who love my quirks <3

your best american boy

t. 23.3k. asian american high school au.

this fic left me speechless. it’s filled to the brim with emotion, experience, raw and open wounds, and such beautiful prose. learning your culture, appreciating your family, talking to your parents, forgiving your parents, being seventeen, feeling wrong in your skin. it’s a love letter to coming-of-age and asian american-ness (however you choose to define that). it changed how i think about family & identity.

constellations we call home

e. 53.5k. end of the world au.

i LOVE apocalypse aus and this one did not disappoint: the dread, the hope, the wonder, the magic of having no future!! pro volleyball player atsumu finds his cog in the corporate machine neighbor at the end of the world. what does it mean if your life begins with three weeks left to live?

do i dare disturb the universe?

t. 14.9k. parallel universe au.

corporate machine kiyoomi (again!) wakes up in a parallel universe next to the man he dumped 10 years ago— so why does he seem so happy in this life? this fic is gentle and emotional and introspective. i love these kinds of fics bc life is sooo fast and confusing. we never know if we’re making the right decisions and sometimes it’s hard to listen to your heart, but your life is still in your hands. let yourself feel!

nowhere man

e. 40.5k. college band au.

nonlinear storyline of famous atsumu and restaurant owner kiyoomi and their 3 meetings. i’m a sucker for “right person, maybe next time” because if they’re the right person you WILL find a next time. internetpistol’s fics are always emotionally charged and liberating. although sad at points, it’s also very genuine.

again, like this

e. 55.7k. mid-time skip fwb.

(ao3 exclusive)

none of you understand how in love with this fic i am. fwb whose feelings become too much to ignore. it was one of the first skts fics i read, i go back to it probably every week, and the characterization fits SO perfectly. i could read this again and again (heh get it?) and i’d fall in love every single time. my ultimate emotional support fic.

miya atsumu, adored by all (loved by some)

t. 41.1k. canon compliant.

atsumu just wants to be liked, so everyone lets him know they like him (and some love him). my heart really ached for this one. we’ve all had moments of self doubt where we don’t feel like good people, so this fic feels like a warm hug on days like that. find the person you share stardust with <3 you’re all very lovable.

brain fish - bokuaka

(surprise! i read other ships sometimes!)

t. 12k. pre canon(??)/ high school.

this was the SILLIEST and CUTEST little fic ever. bokuto texts the wrong number about the fish he desperately wants. akaashi just keeps texting back. this fic was so reminiscent of all the awkwardness that comes with high school crushes. texting way too late, sounding a little different than real life, and that meeting after all the texts. so adorable.

[daisynik7]

Pairing: Takashi Mitsuya x Original Female Character

Rating: Mature - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Genre: Romance, Canon-Divergent AU

cw: switching POVs (2nd and 3rd person), explicit language, angst, hurt/comfort, non-canon compliant, canon-typical violence, fluff, slow burn, eventual smut, eventual time-skip

Summary: Student, big brother, sewing expert, and Second Division Caption of the Tokyo Manji Gang. Takashi Mitsuya is an 18-year-old boy who wears many different hats. With graduation approaching in a few short months, he must decide what path he wants to follow into his future: continue his life as a delinquent or live in normalcy, a concept he’s never been familiar with, an idea he’s only chased but never captured. Until one day, he meets Hana Shimizu, the very definition of ordinary. That’s what he thinks, at first. Little does he know that this “ordinary” girl would change his life.

Author's Notes: I binged all two seasons of Tokyo Revengers within the past two weeks and I'm OBSESSED with Mitsuya! He is absolutely husband material, so I was inspired to write this, I hope you like it! It's my first time writing a female original character, but I'm keeping it formatted like a reader-insert because I genuinely enjoy writing in that style. Heads up, she does have a name and a few distinct qualities - she has hair and is chubby (similar to me!), but it's not the main focus of the story. Likes, reblogs, and/or comments are always appreciated! Thank you for reading!

Chapter Title and Summary (spoiler-free):

Chapter 1: Cut From the Same Cloth - Takashi Mitsuya has always lived his life being true to himself. Despite being the proud Second Division Captain of the notorious Tokyo Manji Gang, he never hides the softer side of him: He cares deeply for his two younger sisters and enjoys spending his free time sewing. When a classmate, Hana Shimizu, approaches him, asking for lessons in sewing, he agrees, not seeing any downsides to having some company.

Chapter 2: On Pins and Needles - Hana babysits Luna and Mana for the first time. Mitsuya catches up with Draken before attending a short, but tumultuous Toman meeting at Musashi Shrine.

Chapter 3: A Stitch Ahead - Mitsuya is asked to create jackets for the newly appointed captains, to which he reluctantly agrees. When the deadline arrives and he still hasn’t finished, he enlists your aid to help him complete his task. The same day, the two of you make dinner together for his sisters, leaving Mitsuya with a lasting impression.

Chapter 4: Cute as a Button - Mitsuya skips a session of sewing lessons, attempting to keep his distance after realizing his growing feelings for you. You’re left wondering where you stand with him, confused by his behavior the last time you saw him. Soon enough, you both realize that these feelings are too intense to ignore.

Chapter 5: Bursting at the Seams - You and Mitsuya make your newly blossomed relationship official. To commemorate this special occasion, he invites you to his house for breakfast, where you meet his mother. 

Chapter 6: Heart on a Sleeve - You and Mitsuya make your budding relationship public and things only continue to grow from there. The Tokyo Manji gang successfully absorbs the Leviathans all thanks to the efforts of new captains Tetta Kisaki and Shuji Hanma. Despite Mikey’s praise for them during this month’s meeting, Mitsuya remains wary of the two. His suspicions only increase when he runs into them while on a date with you. 

Chapter 7: Reap What You Sew - A dinner with you, Mitsuya, and your parents quickly goes south. Mitsuya makes a decision that could lead to dire consequences. 

Chapter 8: Hanging by a Thread - After leaving the Tokyo Manji Gang, Mitsuya feels like his life is on the right track. They have their fearless leader Mikey back to his usual self and Mitsuya’s relationship with Hana grows stronger day by day. They graduate, ready for the next big step in their lives. But with everything said and done, the past will always haunt the brothers of Toman, for better and for worse.  

Chapter 9: A Rough Patch (tbd)

Chapter 10: Mending What's Broken (tbd)

Please do not plagiarize any of my works or translate without my permission! Thank you!

[tiny-wooden-robot-fics]

Onset - Chapter One

Rating: Explicit Media: Jujutsu Kaisen/JJK Pairing: Geto Suguru x Original Female Character Characters: Geto Suguru, Valerie (OC) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Not Canon Compliant, Pre-Established Friendship, Geto and OC are roommates, Self-Insert, Smut, Penis in Vagina Sex, Creampie, Brief mention of an inability to get pregnant, Unprotected Sex, Cunnilingus, if I tagged everything we'd be here all day, This is part of a series

Part 3 of Sundane

Previous Part: Egg Fried Rice

Summary:

“What the fuck, Suguru?” She knows her skin doesn’t flush red, but she raises her hands to cover her face anyway.

“What?” He sits up, pulling his fingers out of her and nonchalantly bringing them to his mouth to suck her slick off of them. “We’ve been roommates for three years. You gonna pretend you’ve never heard me jerking off?” He raises an eyebrow at her when she peeks at him from between her fingers.

She silently and somewhat begrudgingly admits that he’s right.

“So where are they?”

“Why do you want to know?”

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“Why my bedroom?” 

She means for it to sound like a complaint, but her tone is not quite right. She’s more aroused than annoyed - embarrassingly so, she might admit if forced to - her words pointed in the direction of the ceiling because tilting her head that way is the best way to keep Suguru doing what he’s doing.

At the moment, he has his face buried in her neck, treating his lips and teeth and tongue to the taste of her skin and working on leaving what is sure to be an impressive family of hickeys come morning. 

“Because,” he mumbles in between kisses, “your bed is more comfortable than mine.”

She knows he’s right; on more than one occasion she’s found him napping in her room. “I told you to get the pillow top mattress,” she laughs. “Now I bet you wish you had listened to me.”

He raises his head to look at her. “My mattress is the last thing on my mind right now.” 

It’s a fair point. And while she may have set out to complain about where they’re doing what they’re doing, any further grousing she’s planned to do gets sidelined by the reality of what they’re doing. Hating the fact that she’s being so pragmatic about things, she tugs lightly on a handful of his hair to get his attention. “Suguru.”

“Hm.” He’s slid down her body to take a vested interest in tonguing her nipples through the thin fabric of her sports bra and is only half-listening. 

“Suguru.” She says his name again, this time with slightly more urgency. 

“What.” It’s not quite a whine, but it’s close enough, and she almost feels bad for interrupting when he’s clearly having as much fun as she is. 

“Before we get too… distracted,” she huffs, trying to ignore the way he looks: hair disheveled, lips wet with spit, one hand on her hip and the other toying with the nipple he’s just taken his mouth off of as he looks up at her. “Do you have something? I… don’t. It’s been a while.”

Suguru makes a concerted effort to understand what she’s saying. When her meaning is clear, he shakes his head. “Don’t need it.” He lowers his mouth to her breast again, this time sliding her sports bra up and effectively removing the last barrier between her skin and his tongue. 

“Wait,” she protests, even though she does nothing to stop him. She helps him along, in fact, by raising her arms above her head so he can slide the bra completely off of her body. “That’s---”

“Come on,” he interrupts her, right before making a little trail of kisses from the place under the swell of her breast to her navel. “Just once, I wanna go without. We’re both clean and I already know you can’t get pregnant, remember?” He grins up at her from where he’s come to rest between her thighs, his chin on her belly.

“You’re not wrong, but you didn’t have to say it that way,” she sighs. Despite her words, she widens her legs to let him settle himself more comfortably between them.

“Sorry,” he says, still grinning and sounding anything but apologetic as he relieves her of her shorts and the panties beneath them. “I’ll make it up to you.” 

And he sets out to do just that. 

She thinks it’s a little unfair how good Suguru is at what he’s doing, but it isn’t really a surprise. It’s as if he’s known all along what her favorite things are - the way he teases her entrance with the tip of his tongue, or the way he somehow just seems to know that wetting his finger and sliding it between the left side of her clit and her outer labia makes her produce some of the prettiest moans he’s ever heard. Suguru eats her out slowly and sloppily, letting his mouth do most of the work while he buries two fingers inside her so he can relish the feel of her tightening and pulsing around them. 

She’s quiet, but he knows she likes it from the way she’s holding fistfuls of his hair, tugging his head this way and that to guide his mouth where she wants it. Suguru lets her, even though he knows those parts of his scalp are going to be sore when it’s all said and done. 

Nor does he tell her that he’s only ever let one other person put their hands in his hair like this. He doesn’t know what she would make of that kind of admission anyway.

When she comes, he stills his fingers completely but doesn’t withdraw them. His mouth, however, keeps busy. He slows and softens his pace just enough to keep her in that place between post-orgasmic pleasantness and overstimulation, mouthing at all the spots he now knows she likes. She’s still twitching and fluttering around his fingers when he speaks. “Hey… where are your toys?”

“Toys?” She parrots the word, confused and still coming down from her high. “What toys?”

“You know what toys.” He grins up at her. “The ones I heard you using a few nights ago.”

“What the fuck, Suguru?” She knows her skin doesn’t flush red, but she raises her hands to cover her face anyway. 

“What?” He sits up, pulling his fingers out of her and nonchalantly bringing them to his mouth to suck her slick off of them. “We’ve been roommates for three years. You gonna pretend you’ve never heard me jerking off?” He raises an eyebrow at her when she peeks at him from between her fingers. 

She silently and somewhat begrudgingly admits that he’s right.

“So where are they?”

“Why do you want to know?”

“Why the fuck do you think I want to know?” He laughs. “I’d like to see what you’re used to.”

She uncovers her face and looks dubiously at him. She says nothing, instead simply motioning towards the drawer in her nightstand and watching him rummage through her colorful collection of toys. 

“You can take this?” The ‘this’ in question is a dildo in his hand, the largest one she owns. 

She nods.

Amused, he raises his eyebrows. “You like it?” 

“Yes,” she snaps, embarrassment getting the better of her and making the word sound much more defensive than she intends it to. “Is that a problem?”

“Nope,” Suguru replies smugly. “Just means I don’t have to wonder whether or not mine can fit.”

She wants so badly to put him in his place, but one look at the way his cock springs free when he comes out of his bottoms shuts her mouth. 

“What’s the matter?” He nudges his body between her open legs, her bottle of lube in one hand and his cock in the other. “Are you scared of it?” His words are teasing, as is the smile that pulls at the corners of his mouth. 

“Of that? You wish,” she retorts with a roll of her eyes. “I was just wondering if you treat all the women you sleep with this shitty.” Even as her mouth forms the insult, she’s grateful for the way he liberally coats himself in lube. 

“You think this is shitty?” He laughs, holding his cock between his thumb and forefinger and repeatedly slapping it against her still-sensitive clit. She bites back - just barely - the little noise of pleasure that threatens to escape her as he does so. “I’m giving you the princess treatment, if you really wanna know the truth.”

Anything she’s intending to say gets lost, swallowed by the feel of Suguru’s lips on hers and the head of his cock pushing at her entrance. 

“Fuck,” he mumbles into her mouth, when he’s fully seated inside her. As good as he’s been imagining she would feel around him, the reality is that she feels even better. Suguru leans back to look down at her, making the mistake of meeting her eyes. 

“Oh,” she says quietly. He doesn’t know what she sees in his expression to make her react that way, but whatever it is can’t be bad - she’s looking up at him with soft, gentle eyes. 

He just might lose himself if he’s not careful. 

Time to laugh it off. “Better than your best toy, right?” He pushes that smug undertone into his voice again.

He’s expecting a sharp response, something snarky and perhaps mildly insulting. What he gets instead is more of those soft, gentle eyes. She cups his face in her hands and brings his mouth to hers, kissing him in a way that feels much too intimate and romantic for the way he’s about to fuck her. 

Suguru can’t figure out if it’s good or bad, and the uncertainty of it makes him want to crawl out of his skin. 

He pulls his hips back, slamming them into her again hard enough to make him worry for a split second that he’s actually hurt her. The way she clenches around him and the little sound she makes is enough to put that fear to rest, and he takes her wrapping her arms around him as permission to keep going. 

So he does.

He pounds into her hard, registering that he’s probably going too hard but not really able to stop himself. Tit for tat, he thinks, hissing as he feels her nails raking down his shoulders in a way that he’s sure will break the skin. Her hips rock up to meet his on every thrust, his balls slapping against her ass.

“Quit clawing at me like a damn bobcat,” he grunts between thrusts, his hair falling around her like silk and tickling her shoulders as he lowers his head to her neck. The retort that’s halfway out of her mouth dies on her lips when his teeth make contact with her skin. He wants to bite her hard enough for it to hurt, but his mouth and his brain are misaligned in their interests and he ends up sucking desperately at the place where her neck meets her shoulder.

“S-Sugu--ruuu,” she wails in a stuttering breath, and he feels a little bit vindicated because of it. She’s been so damn quiet, and that isn’t what he wants. He wants her loud. He wants her saying his name over and over like she’s praying to a god. He wants her drooling and stupid with her eyes rolled back in her head and her brain gone dumb as he gets her drunk on and addicted to the feeling of his cock.

He wants to completely unmake her.

The thought stabs him in the side with an unexplained pang of guilt, but he ignores it. “Still think it’s shitty, Valerie?” He pants, his breath warming the side of her face. “Still thinking about my cheap mattress and all that other unnecessary shit?”

She stares back up at him, and there it is: that glazed-over, fucked-out look he’s been waiting for. 

She wonders if he can see the thoughts in her head… if he knows just how good it feels, how her sweat-slicked body is surrounding him in all the ways she can be. Her arms encircling his broad shoulders, her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, her pussy stretched and stuffed full of his cock. Suguru is bigger than her toy - she’s sure of it now - and she wonders absently if she will ever be satisfied with anything other than him for the rest of her life.

She isn’t sure what he’s reaching for when his hand leaves her side, and understanding of what’s in his hand when it returns doesn’t dawn on her until she feels the vibrations of it. 

“Y-you,” is all she has time to get out before he works the little purple toy between their bodies to place it right up against her clit. He stills his hips, but it doesn’t blunt the vibrator’s effect on her. “That’s not fair,” she gasps, her voice pitched high and thin as her control slips. 

“I’m just being a gentleman,” he laughs stiltedly. One look at him is all it takes for her to understand that his own control is slipping - he’s sweating too, tendrils of damp hair stuck to his face and his muscles taut with the effort to keep himself in check. “Yeah,” he says, as though she’s asked him a question. “So go ahead and come for me first… hm?”

Val hates that her body chooses that moment to do exactly that, her climax syncing with his words as though what he’s said is a command for her to obey. Suguru tosses the vibrator over the side of the bed, and she doesn’t have time to wonder whether or not its clattering fall to the floor has broken it before his lips are on hers, tongue bullying its way into her mouth much the same way his cock is bullying its way in and out of her spasming walls.

He doesn’t pull out of her when he comes, just pushes into her as deep as he can and buries his teeth in the tender flesh of her left breast. The bite is more pleasurable than painful. Still, she lets out a little yelp that prompts him to drag his lips across the spot, soothing it with his tongue.

The two of them stay as they are for a few minutes after, chests rising and falling in tandem as they try to catch their breath. She threads her fingers through his hair, apologizing to him without words for all the places she’s yanked at it and massaging his scalp to alleviate the soreness.

He slips out of her and she tries not to wince, but her thighs are achy from being pushed open so wide and for so long. “Okay… I guess I need to add more flexibility training to my weekly rotation,” she manages with a laugh. Suguru doesn’t respond. His gaze is trained between her legs, and he’s got two fingers pressed against her pussy, gently prodding at her. “Suguru… what are you doing?”

“Putting the cream back in the pie,” he murmurs. He watches his cum leak out of her, catching it with those same two fingers and pushing it back inside of her. There’s no pang of guilt in his side anymore, but the feeling that has replaced it is something he’s only ever felt a variation of, and not in a long time. 

It feels… almost proprietary, seeing a part of him leaking out of her. It speaks to something long-forgotten inside of him, that urge to stuff it all back into her body and to keep that piece of him there with her. 

Valerie is about to tell him how bad his joke was when she catches sight of the expression on his face. She gets the sense that while what Suguru has said was meant to sound like a joke, the meaning behind what he’s doing isn’t lighthearted at all. So she keeps quiet, letting him continue what he’s doing and feeling the warmth radiate off of his body as she plays in his hair.

“So,” Suguru finally says, raising his head and resting his cheek against her abdomen so he can look at her over the swell of her breast. “How was your rebound fuck?”

It makes her laugh, even though she feels the need to set him straight about it. “It wasn’t a rebound fuck,” she says, when she’s stopped chuckling. “Rebound fucks usually happen pretty quickly after a breakup, you know.”

“Damn, that’s disappointing,” he teases her, even as he curls his arms around her waist and leans into the gentle touch of her fingertips on his sore scalp. “I wanted to be able to put that on my resume. If I’m not your rebound fuck, then what was I?”

Val is quiet for a minute, still soothing his scalp in all the places she’d pulled too hard at his hair. “Not to stroke your ego or anything, but you were pretty fucking amazing,” she admits. “I take back what I said about it being shitty,” she adds with a smile. “So now I’ll ask you again: do you treat all the women you take to bed this way?”

She asks the question, not really wanting to know the answer but feeling like it’s important to ask anyway. 

“Yeah,” he answers after a moment. “It doesn’t hurt to make them feel special, even if they’re not.” 

She doesn’t know how to feel about that, so she tucks the ambiguity of her emotions away and stays quiet. 

Chapter Two

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[sillyhahasilly]

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[love-kurdt]

How to Write a Good Fanfiction: A 5 Step Manual

Hello! My name is @love_kurdt, also known as Eva, and I’m a Wattpad Veteran of the early 2010s, where the genres of Slash Fics, Y/N, and Imagines ran rampant. I spent years of my life as a kid scrolling through my iPod touch, weeding through Wattpad’s plethora of profiles, on a quest to find quality fanfictions. I found a handful, which I added to a specific reading list to come back to when I needed a break from screaming into my pillow because of the sheer audacity of thought-criminals who called themselves writers.

When I’d reached the point of reading the same five works over and over in a never ending cycle, I decided to make the life-altering decision to start publishing my fanfictions online. Granted, I was only thirteen at this point, so my writing wasn’t spectacular by any means, but I came to discover that over time, the mere acts of reading and writing can light a spark of inspiration that can carry you to creative success.

I’ve been writing my own works for over ten years now, and can confidently say that I have cracked the code to writing a good fanfiction that will have your readers captivated instead of cringing. Please don’t get me wrong– if you want to just write fanfic on the internet for fun, and not to write a novel, that’s great, too! That’s what the internet is for; exercising your free will. But this manual is tailored towards those who want to hone in on their craft and gain a substantial following as strictly fanfiction authors. So without further ado, let’s jump into it. Godspeed!

Step 1: Choose Your Fandom

What show, movie, or book has drawn you in and left you feeling like there should be more to the story? When one of those media comes to mind, you’ve chosen your fandom!

Step 2: Do Your Research

When writing fanfiction, it’s kind of an unspoken rule that you need to know the canon of the fandom you’re writing about. The canon is also known as the source material. For example, if someone were to write a Draco Malfoy x OC fanfiction (*cough* a 200+ page Draco Malfoy self insert fic written at 11 years old in a series of notebooks bound together with multiple layers of Gorilla tape *cough*), the canon would be the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling. It’s, in essence, what “really” happened. It’s totally fine if you want to write a non-canon compliant fic, too! In fact, they’re extremely popular, specifically within the “fix-it” genre, which usually involves characters that died in the canon but the author kept alive in their fanfiction. Either way, you should have a general idea of how the canon functions within the context of the fandom, so you can make creative choices that diverge from or stick to the canon.

With the canon comes the fanon, which is basically a compilation of fan theories and headcanons that are often common themes in both canon and non-canon compliant fanfics. A pretty niche example of this is the Byler fandom (the ship between Stranger Things characters Will Byers and Mike Wheeler), where there’s an official list of theories on Tumblr that are used in many, if not most Byler fanfictions. There’s FlickerGate, where the flickering of the garage light in Season 1 is actually Will and Mike in the Upside Down in Season 5. There’s BirthdayGate, where the antagonist, Vecna, manipulates the minds of everyone in Hawkins to forget Will’s birthday, which is a central plot point in a lot of Byler fics since no one seems to remember it, not even his best friend. There’s also LetterGate, where Will confronts Mike in the canon about not sending any letters after he’d moved away, but the theory reveals that Mike wrote plenty of letters– he just never sent them because they ended up turning into love letters, which in turn resulted in internalized homophobia. You get the picture. Most theories reach far into the land of delusion, but it doesn’t stop writers from creating incredible work that could easily be mistaken for a script.

But Eva, what if I just think the characters are hot and I don’t give a shit about the cannonball? I can’t tell you what to do, my friend, but I highly suggest you at least consider the canon so you can avoid all the petty, obnoxious gatekeepers in some fandoms who can be unhinged enough to send death threats if you leave out a significant canonical detail. But you do you!

Step 3: Choose Your Platform

There are three popular platforms to choose from: Archive of Our Own (ao3), Tumblr, and Wattpad. There are also a few other lesser known or dead pages such as fanfiction.net, but I honestly wouldn’t bother with those, since they’re more infiltrated with anons and bots nowadays.

This is where you want to think about 1) where most of the members in the fandom you chose reside, and 2) the demographic of readers you want to reach. For example, I observed a higher number of Nirvana fans on Wattpad than the other two platforms, which is why I chose to post my full length Kurt Cobain fanfiction, “You Know You’re Right,” on there. It also helped that my favorite author of another Kurt Cobain fanfiction on Wattpad, @/ugh-nirvana, had hits in the hundreds of thousands, so I was confident that my book would do well on that specific platform. On the other hand, the Stranger Things fandom is in full swing on Tumblr and ao3, so I chose to post those fanfictions on there rather than on Wattpad. It all just depends on who’s where.

You also have to consider how active you want to be on your platform(s). Tumblr is more of a blog situation, while ao3 and Wattpad are solely for publishing the work. If you want to have a life beyond the realms of the world wide web, choose Wattpad or ao3, as inconsistent updates are a bit more accepted than on Tumblr. But if you want to throw yourself headfirst into a fandom and put your whole author-ussy into your fanfic, then Tumblr is the platform for you.

You should be aware, however, that Tumblr involves a lot of upkeep, as well as constant, strategic, and active participation within your fandom. Visual aesthetic is vital to any functional Tumblr blog. Most profiles have directories, with color coded links to each work’s homepage, which is linked to each individual chapter, which are then distinguished by a unique GIF to capture a prospective reader’s attention while they’re scrolling through copious amounts of content. And there are always new ideas and theories in development in certain fandoms, so it’s crucial to keep up with recent updates in order to stay relevant.

After all is said and done, you don’t have to get married to one platform for the rest of your life. You can choose to be exclusive to one or two platforms, or publish everything on all of them! The decision is ultimately yours!

Step 4: Obey the Writer’s Trifecta of Consistency

Yes, I came up with this term, and yes, it should be a real thing. Because in every piece of writing, whether it be fanfiction, a short story, an actual book, a screenplay, what have you, it is critical to be consistent in your People, your POV, and your Plot. Let me explain.

People

Your people, or your ensemble of characters, consists of three hierarchical levels: your protagonist/antagonist, your side characters, and other background characters. I should emphasize the importance of building character profiles for everyone, including your pre-existing characters from the fandom, but specifically for your original character(s) if you have them. That way, you know who serves as a major plot device, who serves as someone who just helps time move faster, and those who are mentioned by name but have very little significance to the events of the story. I’m going to reference Harry Potter again, since most of the world is familiar with the characters. Harry and Voldemort are the protagonist and antagonist; Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Professor Dumbledore, Hagrid and company are side characters; and Peeves, Seamus Finnigan, and Blaise Zabini are background characters. Keep this hierarchy in check; don’t let your main characters fade away, and don’t let your background characters shift to the forefront for no reason. If you do plan to move a character up or down the ladder, make sure to have clear motive as to why you’re bringing this character into or out of play.

2. POV

Your POV is the point of view in which you’re writing from. Assuming you’ve been in a typical middle school English class, you’ve heard of the first, second, and third person points of view. I cannot tell you how many times I have read fanfictions that jump from one POV to another, sometimes within the same sentence. I open the door and see Kurt Cobain standing in the corner of the room. She walked across the floor to meet him there. See what I did there? I jumped from first person present tense to third person past tense. Do not attempt this at home.

The least common of the three points of view is the second person, or what I like to call the Y/N point of view. In fanfiction, second person POV is often used in self-insert fics, where instead of a character’s name, it’s replaced with “you.” That’s why a lot of romantic character x reader fics are so popular. You should feel free to use this one, especially if that’s the kind of vibe you’re going for, but I’m going to elaborate a little bit more on first and third person, as they’re a bit more “literary.”

The first person POV confines the narration to the mind of one character. It can also be done with multiple characters, but be sure to do it so it’s painstakingly obvious to the reader whose POV you’re writing from. Also note that if you plan to write multiple first person POVs, try to keep that number on the lower side, as a large number of POVs can get really complicated really quickly. Third person narration can be done from two angles: limited or omniscient. Limited is more similar to first person, in which you’re confined to one person’s viewpoint, but they aren’t the narrator; you’re just seeing the story through their eyes. Omniscient is my favorite, because you can narrate from a bird’s eye view with the freedom to travel from mind to mind and read their thoughts.

Building character profiles can be really helpful when developing both first or third person POV; if you connect with a particular character more strongly than the rest, that should tell you whose POV you should write in. If you choose to switch POVs, be sure to do it either on an alternating/rotating basis, or if you repeat, it should be apparent as to why that particular character is the “voice” of that scene.

3. Plot

Dare I say that Plot is the most important step of them all, so do not skip this one, whatever you do! The biggest mistake most fanfiction writers make is having a concept but lacking a plot. It’s like biting into an apple just to discover it’s a lemon. Many writers are capable of starting off strong, but once their initial story begins to meander, traveling into uncharted territory, their brainchild can become a monstrosity.

In order to write a solid plot, it’s pretty common knowledge that you need to have a beginning, middle, and end in place. It doesn’t need to be overly specific or down to the last detail, you just need to figure out how your characters make it from point A to point Z (the larger scale), and how points B through Y factor into the plot (the smaller scale). There are a few routes that you can take in order to do this: you can write the entire thing ahead of time without any input, you can write the entire thing with the feedback of a beta reader or proofreader to help you work out any kinks or mistakes before you publish it for the entire platform to see, or you can publish it gradually and take feedback from your readers as you go. Should you go with the last option, though, you should be made aware that if you aren’t already an established author, it may feel like you’re talking to a wall, and you will likely feel discouraged from writing the story altogether.

I find it helpful to outline the whole thing. I have a closet door in my house dedicated to a Dave Grohl true crime fanfiction I’m working on. I’ve written the entire story from beginning to end on index cards, split into four different parts with each card representing a chapter. What’s good about outlining is that I can edit my story as I go along. If I decide to change something, I can add or remove an index card, then replace or rearrange the other index cards to work around the change I made, and that way, I don’t have to start over from scratch. It’s helpful to see everything laid out in front of me, so I’m not left at the end of a completely improvised plot with a slew of loose ends that I’ll need to go back and edit. It’s also better than publishing each part individually then having to redo everything after your readers have already seen it. And I don’t know about you, but I enjoy it when I’m able to save some time, energy, and lengthy explanations to random people online. That is, unless you enjoy constant feedback from readers, in which case you can change the plot on a chapter by chapter basis based on their feedback.

Consistency in all of these respects is key. I cannot emphasize this enough. Keeping all of these elements in check will help you create a sort of cohesiveness that will neatly wrap the story up with a little bow on top. 

Step 5: Use Relevant Tags and Content Warnings

Repeat after me: tags matter! Again: tags matter! When you’re about to publish your fanfiction, you’re going to be given the option to add tags to your work. For my first few years spent on Wattpad, I had no idea what tags were, so I didn’t use them. Thankfully, the platform was still pretty small, so people still found my work pretty easily. Nowadays, though, it’s nearly impossible to find what you’re looking for without searching excessively specific tags and using a million filters. It’s unfortunate, but look at it this way: there are so many people contributing to so many fandoms that the content is seemingly endless!

What you’re going to want to do is add as many tags as you can but keep it as simple as possible. I know that sounds kind of oxymoronic, but I mean it in a way that all of your tags relate directly to your story, and not just to the fandom itself. A lot of readers feel misled when they’re scrolling through their filtered search page for, let’s just say, a Byler fanfic, and end up neck deep in a Mileven fanfic in disguise. That’s not a fun experience.

Lastly, please remember that you are publishing your work on the internet, and you don’t know who may encounter your work! Listen, we live in a world where everything needs to be overexplained, everything needs trigger warnings, and everything needs to be neutral or else someone is going to hate you. I get it. I’ve been writing fanfiction for a long time. It might be annoying to add content warnings, especially if one of those warnings spoils a major plotline, but if I’m being honest, I’d rather be safe and add the damn warning than not add the warning and be responsible for someone’s worsened emotional or mental state. Bottom line, it’s just fanfiction! Let’s do our due diligence to create a community full of love and understanding for everyone!

After that, you should be all set to publish! Let’s review one more time for the road:

Choose Your Fandom

Do Your Research

Choose Your Platform

Obey the Writer’s Trifecta of Consistency

Use Relevant Tags and Content Warnings

If you’ve stuck around for this long, thank you so much!

I hope this manual helps you along your fanfiction writing journey, wherever it takes you <3

[anabdaniels]

Piece by piece- Series Masterlist

Paring: Agent Whiskey x Original plus size female character

Rating: 18+

Warnings: Mentions of: grief, cancer, body shaming. Eventual smut, explicit language, alcohol, not canon compliant (who cares about the canon anyway), Jack's questionable flirt (as usual).

Author notes: This was supposed to be a reader insert, so it probably works fine as a reader insert. Yes, I named our character out of a pure lack of creativity to choose names and self-indulgence, but let's ignore it, the name is here just for the sake of the fact that I'm more used to writing in the third person. I'm unable to do long stuff in second-person POV, I'm sorry besties. Our girl is described as having curled bleached hair (I'm sorry, bleached hair has become my personality after I bleached mine after years of craving for it.), but you can just replace it for any other color/type of hair.

Summary: After being intentionally placed sitting side by side in a bar by their friends, Jack and Ana realized they have more affinity than they expected. Tastes align in multiple things; both are passionate about animals; and both like the idea of living on a ranch surrounded by animals, furthermore, at the end of the day, there are open wounds that only someone who has been through something similar can understand.

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Chapters list:

Chapter 1- I used to say I’d never fall in love again Chapter 2- Tell me what’s on your mind Chapter 3- Hit the road Jack Chapter 4- There was one prize I'd cheat to win More to be added.

[mthofferings2023]

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Will create works that contain: Tropes/elements: character studies, angst, soulmates, slow burn, mutual or one-sided pining, self-sacrifice, amnesia, time travel, reincarnation, fake relationship, relationship of convenience, hurt/comfort, de-aging, dream world, presumed dead, temporary or permanent death, post-breakup, getting together, getting back together, post-Infinity War to post-Endgame, substance abuse and recovery, grief/mourning, parental/child and mentor/mentee relationships, friendship over the years, Tony’s family issues, dark Steve, pre-serum Steve, Hanahaki, hauntings, betrayal, forgiveness AUs: canon-divergent, mafia/gangster, magic, sports, non-powered, high school or college, supernatural, horror, sci-fi, etc. I love AUs! For writing, I tend to focus on one specific moment or a series of small moments, feelings, and relationships more than action-packed plots.

Will not create works that contain: I’m up for most things except some extreme kinks, incest, adult/minor romantic relationships, and infidelity or partner abuse in a ship (unless you're referencing a canon plot point). I'm fine with infidelity and abuse involving a villain as long as it's not OOC. I don’t have any triggers. If you want me to elaborate on my do-not-wants or have a trope, kink, or plot point that you’re not sure I’ll be okay with, please contact me beforehand. Betaing: A/B/O, D/S, OOC, PWPs, OCs, self-inserts, pure fluff without plot, Darcy-centric fics, Hydra character-centric fics, unbalanced CW plots. I’m not that fond of coffeeshop AUs, but I can help with them Writing: A/B/O, D/S, poly, comedy, complicated plots, crack, 100% pure fluff/domestic plots, kidfic (unless it’s canon), AUs that require a lot of specific knowledge (e.g., historical AUs or military AUs), reality TV AU, zombie AU, animal transformation, unbalanced CW plots, Hydra Steve

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Will create works for the following relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - AvAc, MCU, Noir Bruce Banner & Clint Barton & Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark & Thor - MCU Miles Morales & Miles Morales - Earth-42, Spider-Verse (animated films)

Work Description: This fic will probably be 1.5–3k. It’s possible that it may end up longer as has been the case before, but I can’t make any promises. It might take me a while to finish it as I’m slow at writing and RL keeps me busy, so please keep that in mind when bidding. I’m very interested in writing canon-compliant fics or fics set in canon, especially ones that act like snapshots of the characters at a specific time in their lives or a character/relationship study. I do love AUs as well, but I’ll only write AUs for Steve/Tony for this auction. I would appreciate it if you gave me several prompts, both general and specific, to choose from as that will increase the likelihood of the story being finished faster and lessen the likelihood of me getting writer’s block. If you have any questions about what I will and won’t write, don’t hesitate to reach out to me! I’d also like it if you reached out to me before bidding if you’re thinking of forming a pod bid.

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Will create works for the following relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - Any Universe Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson - MCU Iron Man fandom any gen - 616, AvAc, MCU Captain America fandom any gen - 616, AvAc, MCU Avengers fandom any gen - 616, AvAc, EMH, MCU Shang-Chi fandom any gen - MCU Black Panther fandom any gen - MCU Black Widow fandom any gen - MCU Ms. Marvel fandom any gen - 616, MCU Spider-Man fandom any gen - Earth-42, Spider-Verse (animated films)

Work Description: I can help with SPaG/copyediting, flow/structure, continuity, and America-picking, and I particularly love discussing characterization, world building, plot, and character development. I love character and relationship studies and contemplative pieces that dive deeply into who the characters are and how they feel, but I also like plots that tackle serious issues or big canon points, complex plots, and plots with multiple layers/levels. I'm also up for cheer reading if you're looking for that instead! Turnaround depends on fic length and my schedule. I’m relatively fast, but if something comes up, I’ll let you know immediately. If you need references from people I betaed for, let me know. Notes on relationships: I’m willing to beta some ships along with gen/platonic relationships for the fandoms listed above. Notes on characters: There are some characters whom I’m not that fond of or interested in. I’m open to betaing almost anything, provided it follows my wants/DNWs, even with characters I’m less keen about/don’t care for, but feel free to contact me if you have questions about this. Notes on universes: For 616 and Ults, I’ll only do an AU or a story that doesn’t require specific knowledge of canon events for me to beta properly. I’ve only watched a handful of AA episodes. I’m open to Noir, AvAc, 3490, EMH, AA, 1872, Bullet Points, and Earth-TRN634 (Civil Warrior) for Steve/Tony as well.

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature

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Will create works for the following relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - Any Universe Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson - MCU Iron Man fandom any gen - 616, AvAc, MCU Captain America fandom any gen - 616, AvAc, MCU Avengers fandom any gen - 616, 1872, AvAc, EMH, MCU Shang-Chi fandom any gen - MCU Black Widow fandom any gen - MCU Black Panther fandom any gen - MCU Spider-Man fandom any gen - Earth-42, Spider-Verse (animated films) Ms. Marvel fandom any gen - 616, MCU

Work Description: I’m offering a mood board for a character(s) or a fic of your choice (no NSFW shots) according to the theme or tone you want. Examples here. I’m up for all gen and most ships for the fandoms listed above with a few exceptions. If you have any questions, please contact me! You’ll get your mood board in 1–3 weeks, depending on whether I need to read a fic or not and how packed my schedule is. If the winning bid reaches $20, I’ll make two mood boards. For every $10 after that, I’ll throw in an extra mood board.

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[cq-studios]

🌟 Player: 

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

23. Favorite picture of this character? (Like, favorite appearance for them?)

(For this)

7. I absolutely love it when people are as canon compliant as they can be with them. Like fics that don’t give them a set name and fics that try as hard as they can to limit their speaking and stick to the personality we see in canon. Or when outside of that we just call them Player.

Like the self inserts can be fun too and I have nothing against them, but I absolutely love that Player has just become their own character outside of their original self insert purpose.

20. Well, I’m gonna be captain obvious here and say Ephemer and Skuld. I am deeply mentally ill about the Chi Trio.

But, hot take, (I think) I actually believe that they and Skuld are closer than them and Ephemer. Like obviously they knew each other for more than one day, and that’s certainly a factor in my headcanon, but there still the fact that they went through the build up to the Keyblade War together and both seemed to be actively trying to stop the fighting in the streets.

And I still want to include Ephemer. He’s a close friend to both of them and loosing him and him sending them dreams is ultimately what brought the two of them together. He also was the one to make Player start asking some more questions and taking more risks, which helps keep their life interesting (and the plot going lol)

23. I’m gonna be basic and say Player’s default design is my favourite appearance for them. It’s just the one I associate most with canon Player.

[tiniestbee]

This was my first ever published fanfic, originally posted on AO3 as JustAWriterBee. I’m fairly certain I wrote it in the notes app on my phone and it’s definitely not beta read, but it’s cute and I still like it. I’ve included the summary, tags, and author’s note from AO3 with a few new additions below. Thanks for reading!

Summary :  Nishinoya suggested you rent an apartment together, because why not? You basically grew up together, it’s cheaper and better than staying in the dorms, what’s not to like? Only now, you’re spending just about every waking moment together and it is getting harder and harder for Nishinoya to act like he’s not in love with you, and you with him. He’s grateful for the upcoming reprieve of a month-long training camp with the volleyball club, nervous too, of course, but grateful. Maybe he can get his head on straight or work up the courage to tell you how he feels.

Tags : Rated G, College AU, Not Canon Compliant, Aged-Up Character, Childhood Friends, Friends to Lovers, Reader-Insert, Self-Insert, Gender-Neutral Pronouns, Gender-Neutral Reader, Fluff, Author Does Not Use Y/N

2.5 K Words

Nishinoya had known he was in love with you for as long as he could remember. He knew when you were 6 and he was 8, you fell off the slide at the playground and he was the only one who noticed. You held out your hand and asked him to kiss your ouchie, a scrape on your palm.

He did, happily, and walked you hand in hand to your mother. You intertwined your fingers with his so easily, like it was the only thing to do, and you smiled up at him with a smile like the sun. He knew then. He was reminded when you were 11 and he was 13 when you offered him half of your cookie because he dropped his. It was your favorite kind and you didn’t even hesitate. Of course, you should give him part of your cookie. It was only fair.

And again, when you were 16 and he was 18 and about to graduate high school and he failed his college entrance exam. You promised him it didn’t matter, that he would pass the next time for sure, you would help with anything you could, and he would get into the volleyball club. He was the best libero ever, nobody could turn him down!

He did pass the next year, and he did make the team. Just like you said he would.

You knew you were in love with Nishinoya in your first year of high school when he showed you around the whole school and introduced you to his entire volleyball team like you were the most important person that had ever graced the gym. He held your hand and acted like he didn’t even notice the side eyes and half-hidden snickers of his teammates. But he had always been that way. Other people’s opinions or assumptions never bothered him.

They bothered you though. You were already turning pink across your cheeks and the bridge of your nose, even though you’d held his hand for years. Why did it matter now? Was it the audience?

Nishinoya squeezed your hand in his, bringing you back to the present because someone had just asked you a question and you hadn’t heard a word. “Oh yeah,” he’d answered for you, “they were on their middle school’s soccer team! I bet our team already has a jersey with their name on it!” He continued on, saying something about your last game. You figured they had asked if you were going to join a club, but it didn’t matter. Not in the wake of Nishinoya talking about you like you had hung the moon. When did that happen? Did he always smile like that? Was it always so breathtaking?

All too soon, his practice was starting, and you had to let him go. Your hand burned like you’d held fire, and in some ways, maybe you had. Watching him walk away, you knew then.

But, as it often does, your love went unsaid. You were both too afraid of the other not feeling the same, and he couldn't risk your friendship. You didn't want to confess, because, knowing Nishi, he would want to try and stay friends, and you didn't know if you could handle him knowing and ignoring it. So the years go by, and you, on accident, obviously, go to the same college as him. Then, Nishinoya suggested you rent an apartment together, because why not? You basically grew up together, it’s cheaper and better than staying in the dorms, what’s not to like?

Only now, you’re spending just about every waking moment together and it is getting harder and harder for Nishinoya to act like he’s not in love with you, and you with him. He’s grateful for the upcoming reprieve of a month-long training camp with the volleyball club, nervous too, of course, but grateful. Maybe he can get his head on straight or work up the courage to tell you how he feels. Most likely the former, but you never know.

You, on the other hand, were not excited about being alone in your shared apartment for the first time in almost a year. Not for fear of your safety, no. Because it’ll be silent. You won’t wake up to Nishi bouncing a volleyball on his fingertips so he can get better at his sets, or his breathing so loud it might as well be snoring, or the sound of breakfast cooking on a Saturday morning. Which you help with, always, he just tends to start without you, and that’s fine. He isn’t much of a morning person otherwise, but he never misses a Saturday. Well, he hadn't until now, anyway.

—

It was Friday evening, and Nishinoya had left for his training camp four hours prior. He had texted shortly afterward, that he was on the bus and wanted to take a nap but would text again when he got there.

It was a two-hour drive, he should have been there by now. Maybe he just didn’t have time, and that was fine, you thought. You’d just have to make yourself busy, and he would definitely call the next day, at least. It was Saturday, after all. You spent the evening tidying up the apartment and working on homework, trying to keep yourself busy. Only, tidying up and homework don’t last forever. It got to the point that you had wiped down every surface you could reach, and it was still only 8 PM. Not really time for bed, but not early enough to start a new movie or get into a game before you would be tired.

You found yourself wandering into Nishinoya’s room, to grab his laundry so it would be ready to do the next day. Not to grab his comforter so you could sleep with it and smell him and feel like he was still there, absolutely not. You lifted his laundry basket to your hip and exited the room, one stray comforter corner dragging the floor.

When both baskets of laundry, yours and his, were set out to be done, you flopped onto the couch, wrapped up like a burrito. Grabbing the tv remote, you turned on a show you’d seen before, just something to make noise while you laid there.

You kept checking your phone every few minutes, hoping his name would pop up and disappointing yourself every time. He was busy. It had only been a few hours. He would answer when he had time, you weren’t his partner or anything.

—

Nishinoya couldn’t quite figure out what he had done wrong. He’d texted you to let you know he’d made it to his training camp, and that they were going to practice a little before they had dinner as a group, so he’d be busy but would answer you when he could. And yet, nothing all evening.

His captain kept looking at him like he had something on his face, and one of his teammates asked him if he was okay. Jeez, was he really so heart on his sleeve that they could tell he was put out?

“Yeah of course I’m okay, just tired!” He answered, waving a hand like they nothing to worry about. Maybe he was in more trouble than he thought, and this training camp had come at just the right time.

He waited to text again until they got back from dinner, around 9:30. He didn’t want to seem too clingy. It was the first day he was gone, after all. Opening your text thread, he realized his mistake. In his excitement, he typed the text and hadn’t hit send, leaving you waiting for his response. Well, shit.

Hey, I am SO sorry. I forgot to hit send earlier! I made it safe and we even already had practice! I’ll talk to you tomorrow! :)

—

“Okay mom, I gotta go, Nishi’s gonna be back any time now! Yes yes, I’ll tell him you said hi. Uh-huh. Yup, I’ll tell you how his camp went. Alright, I love you too!” You tossed your phone on the couch and shook your arms to try and clear away the jitters. It didn’t help. It had been a whole month since you saw the spiky-haired boy, and even though you spoke two or three times a week, it still felt like ages. The apartment was damn near sparkling clean, and dinner was just about finished. Now you just needed Nishi to walk through the door and everything would be perfect. Only, it took him much longer to get home than you expected.

Nishinoya adjusted his duffel bag on his shoulder and pulled out his house key, twisting it in the lock. He paused before he opened it, taking a deep breath to settle his nerves. Over the course of the training camp, he had gotten stronger. Physically, but he’d also steeled himself to finally tell you how he felt. Come hell or high water, it needed to be said. He couldn’t keep tiptoeing around his feelings. And if you didn’t want to be friends anymore, he’d made plans to move in with a teammate until he could find his own place. He would pay his half of the rent, of course, he’d never leave you hanging like that.

Pushing the door open, he dropped his bag on the floor and kicked off his shoes. He closed the door behind him, taking in the apartment and the already plated dinner, but you were nowhere to be seen. You would have told him if you were going to be out, so you had to be there somewhere. He walked around the couch and there you were, sprawled out under his comforter. Well. That’s new. Crouching in front of you, Nishinoya carefully shook your shoulder. Enough to wake you up, but not so much it would shock you. His face split into a grin when your eyes fluttered open and you mumbled a greeting that was lost in a yawn and a stretch.

“Hey, sleepyhead. Have a good nap?” He teased, his heart beginning an unsteady pounding at what he was planning.

“Yes, sorry. I missed you,” You answered, pushing yourself into a seated position, adjusting the blanket around you. You were suddenly very awake because there was Nishi, and here was his blanket and he was going to notice. Your cheeks flushed with heat, and dammit. Now there’s no way he wouldn’t notice.

Nishinoya couldn’t help a laugh at the face you were pulling and the very obvious blush. He shifted onto his knees and pulled you into a hug, hoping you couldn’t feel his heart racing. You hoped the same, but honestly, with the blush, it was a little late for that.

“Seems like you missed me a lot,” he tilted his head at his blanket, “but that’s okay. I missed you a lot too.” He sat back until he could see your face, keeping one hand on the couch and the other on your knee. It was now or never. He didn’t want to drag it out any longer.

You could tell something was on his mind. The way he spoke, the way his hug was a little stiff, the resolve in his gaze. Maybe he’d met a girl at the camp and he was going to tell you about it. Or he wanted to move out. Or both!

“I have a crush on you. I have as long as I can remember.” It was such a relief to get the words out. You looked shocked, but not upset or unhappy, so he forged on. “I realized when I was gone that I didn’t want to come back and let things go back to normal. I started dreaming about you a week and a half in. Nothing gross I swear! Just you, around the apartment, doing homework, or hanging out. But, anyway.

"I didn’t want to say anything before this because I didn’t want to lose you. But I can’t keep hiding it anymore,” Nishinoya let out a big sigh before continuing, not really registering your reactions anymore, “I understand if you don’t want me to live here anymore. I have my living situa-“

You cut off his speech by throwing yourself off the couch and into his arms. Which probably knocked the wind out of him, judging by the thump his back made when it hit the floor.

“No, I don’t want you to move out!” He took a second to register his new position and the words you’d just said before propping himself up on his elbows to look you in the eyes. They looked red, was that because you were going to cry? A good cry, or a bad cry?

“You don’t? It won’t make you uncomfortable, having me here still?” He wasn’t wrong, you were about to cry. He was confessing to you! And it was the good kind! He felt the same way, and he liked you for even longer than you had liked him! Somehow, that made you feel better and worse. How had you missed that? Shaking your head in both an answer to his question and a way to bring you back to the moment, you finally noticed how awkwardly you had landed on him. Your head was about chest level, his left thigh between your legs, and the blanket was trapped in the middle.

“No of course not. I’d be dumb to be uncomfortable around my boyfriend, wouldn’t I?” You answered, going for teasing and confident but it came out shaky from the tightness in your throat. You had started crying some time between his question and your answer, apparently. You didn’t notice the tears until they made dark splatters on his white shirt. Nishinoya sat up quickly, bringing you up with him so you were kneeling over his leg and just about eye to eye.

“I guess that would be pretty dumb.” He brought a hand up to your face, wiping a tear away with his thumb. He was so close, you might as well be sharing the same air. You couldn’t help a nervous laugh escaping, not sure where to go from there. Nishinoya had no such problem.

“Can.. can I kiss you?” He whispered, his thumb following his eyes as they moved across your bottom lip. Your heart stopped at the drag of his calloused skin and restarted at a breakneck pace when his eyes caught yours.

“Please.” He wasted no time, closing the short distance until nothing but a hairsbreadth separated your lips from his. You tilted your head up the last bit to get your lips on his. His lips were dry and a little chapped but that was exactly what you expected. His hand pressed a little more firmly into your jaw, keeping you close but not pushing any further.

When you finally broke apart, you couldn’t fight the smile overwhelming you. All these years and all it took was a training camp to make him realize he was absolutely in love with you and didn’t want to spend a minute more pretending he wasn’t.

“You know, I think the boys have a bet on us. And I think the captain just won.”

Author’s Note : This is my very first published Fic and It is absolutely self indulgent fluff. Also, I'm sorry if Noya feels a little OOC, I was struggling to get a handle on his voice. Please let me know what you think, and thanks for reading!

[theydragon]

Taash// A fanfiction, request, and RP blog featuring Evataash from Dragonage: The Veilguard

About: You can call me T, Taash, Eva, or Dragonmun. I am 25+ and have been writing my entire life both for fandom and for original media. This is a side blog and I will tag myself when sending asks or prompts. I will not be dropping my main blog as I do not want to be an easy target for fandom related discourse and drama, who or what I am is between me and the creators. I am a long time Dragon age fan and lover of fantasy. Please use They/Them pronouns and neutral language when addressing me.

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[foggywonderlandgentlemen]

The fandom ecosystem is so interesting to observe. Currently, Gravity Falls is undergoing an explosion of content due to the supplementary material (BoB) being released. And yet, as the months go on, less and less is focused on the show itself. It starts to turn inwards, focused on fanon, on ask blogs, and most of all, on AUs.

Don't get me wrong, I love AUs, but the over saturation visible in the GF fandom is reminiscent of many others- ROTTMNT and Undertale are my biggest examples. When a show (or movie, or video game, etc) stops releasing content, over time the fan content becomes self referential rather than reflecting what's actually interesting about the source material. Especially in the case of GF and ROTTMNT, the supplementary material released years after the show ends brings an influx of new fans, particularly younger fans, who have a lot of confidence and pizzazz. This results in everyone who had a half good idea making an AU, an ask blog, or flooding the AO3 fandom tag with reader inserts.

It's also interesting how little of it focuses on Dipper and Mabel. Fan content nowadays focuses a lot on the Stan twins and Fiddleford. Which, again, not a bad thing, but is an interesting shift. It's partially because Ford and Fiddleford are relatively underdeveloped- Stan as the deuterogonist gets a lot of attention in canon- and so fans make the content they wish could have been in the show. It's also the overeliance of shipping as an exploration of characters. It's also fandom misogyny- Wendy and Pacifica are also both underdeveloped side characters like Ford and Fidds, with a lot of directions to explore their characters from. What about Wendy's grief over her mother? What about the abuse that Pacifica faces? What about Wendy's discovery of her sexuality? What about Pacifica unlearning her classist upbringing? The fandom at large seems uninterested in these explorations.

None of this is necessarily a bad thing, but for people like me who like to focus on canon/canon compliant fan content, it can get exhausting. I don't want to outright filter out 'gravity falls AU' in tumblr tags- there are some I enjoy. But this leaves me with the impossible task of blocking every individual blog I find exploring the show in an uninspired or sloppy way. I like the fan fiction focusing on Ford & Stan & Fidds, so I don't want to block any tags on AO3, but the vast majority of fics nowadays focus on them solely. This is the kind of fandom environment that causes me to lose interest, to look for other communities exploring different shows or movies or video games in ways that aren't repetitive and over saturated.