#but really the main part of this fic is told from amy's perspective and how much is she gonna notice of shadow's demeanour ?

[luv-again]

starting to wonder how much of my plotting is actually relevant for this next piece

how crucial would a prologue be if it's just shadow appearing from digital circuit with the clear intention of searching for eggman, only to Not do that ??

[cosybunny]

Hello! I read your post-sonic prime fic "Act 1: Seashell Town" over a month ago and have been thinking about it since. I am not very good with words, but I loved it so much I wanted to try to send you a message! The way you write is truly beautiful... I love the way you paint a vivid description of scenes and locations with how you choose words. I think it is amazing! From an artist perspective, I am able to visualize easily with your descriptive words, and it really made reading the fic enjoyable! Little details and scenes like the toothbrushes, the cute cleaning robot vs Sonic, everything... I love your wholesome and realistic characterization of all the characters and their interactions! The first-aid kit scene with Shadow and Tails, the scene with Amy and Sonic going around the tree, Sonic being afraid of the water and Shadow helping him, etc. I also loved your original characters! They were so well written and fit into the plot perfectly! It really made me care about them and want to see how they will impact the next acts! Thank you for creating such a wonderful work and sharing it. It has become my all-time favorite StH fic. I am currently rereading it and am really looking forward to the next Acts!✨️

Handling this precious ask more delicately than Shadow holding the pigeon. When I say reading this made me so, so, so, so happy! The biggest goofiest smile! All the warm and fuzzies! These are the highest compliments I could ever wish for, inspiring reactions like this is everything to me honestly. I am so very glad that you wrote to me, and you are SO welcome.

Despite the time crunch towards the end, there is no part of that story that I didn't love writing. Getting to bite into that feast of character interactions and motivations that we got a glimpse of in Prime and add my own seasonings to it was such good fun. I tried to make my OCs feel like a believable part of Sonic's world. I was thinking a lot about all the memorable fillers who appeared in Sonic Underground, and what made them work. I like to think Sunny, Flip and Quinn are on their own journeys, even if they've no longer got a role to play in the story. Lune managed to thread his way into the main narrative with more impact to give, and more catalyst for plot points and Shadow's own character growth. Could've sworn I told him he was a one-off, but he's really sneaky.

I have been collecting the pieces to weave my story web for the next act. I know I'll love it just as much as the first, and I hope my readers will too.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading my story!

[leiascully]

Smut:  You’re Doing It Wrong (Or How To Do It Right)

Long ago in a far away land, I wrote a primer on all I’d learned about writing smut.  I thought I’d reproduce it here for posterity, because it helped some people (not because I think anyone around here has a problem writing the filthiest of fictions).

The first rule of smut writing is don't be afraid. Smut does not have to be difficult or intimidating. There was a time I swore up and down that I'd never be able to write sexy scenes, but it's all in the way you approach it. This primer is designed to give you some things to think about to make your smut writing easier. If you've never written smut before, great! If you're an old hand, you might still find something useful or have something to offer. The sexiest thing is character. Hands down. Why are you writing or reading this story? You wanted to see these two (or three or four, etc.) people (or tentacles, or ghosts, what have you) get it on. Sex being rather mechanical as a matter of course, what distinguishes the act between these two (etc.) people (etc.)? Character. No matter who's doing what to whom, the motions and the emotions and the hydraulics are going to be similar. It's the interpretation through these characters that got you to read or write this particular story. The reason an act is sexy is because of the people who are participating in it. Smut is not about what turns you on, necessarily, so don't get embarrassed about it being too personal. Writing smut isn't about your personal tastes, unless you want to throw them in. It's about what turns on the characters you're exploring. Some thing are fairly universal, when it comes to sexiness, but you have to give it the flavor of the actual actors in the scene. I'm fortunate enough to have what I call the porn trance: I kind of space out when I'm writing a story and the sex doesn't distract me. Here are some questions to ask yourself when you start a story: First, who's in it and what are they doing? What point of view are you using? Third-person limited is the most common, because third-person omniscient could get confusing; first and second person usually require a little more work (second person particularly can throw a reader out of a story). Sticking with a perspective will help you. Second, what's the goal of the story? Motivation is key. Is it physical or emotional satisfaction? Stress relief or ephiphanies? Behavior can be altered by situation, intoxication, or other circumstances, but motivation is tied specifically to the character, even a general motivation to get laid. Third, how explicit do you want to get? This is also dependent on your characters, but what matters most is what you're willing to write. Some characters will think about sex in explicit terms. Some won't. There's a happy medium: you don't have to describe every single touch or feeling, because your readers will fill in the rest to a certain extent. You only have to write what you're comfortable with. There's a starting place. Here are some more specific points. I use examples from my own fic not because there aren't many, many other good smut writers, but because I can show you my own process a lot better than I can show you someone else's, porn trance or no porn trance. 01. Pacing and general writing. We could write Hemingway-style smut. It would be possible. It would go a little something like: "He thrust into her. It felt good. He thrust again. Her face was red and that made him excited. He liked fucking." It's valid, certainly, but it doesn't really interest me. The tone of your story is important. There's triumphant sex and awkward sex and drunken sex and shameful sex and nostalgic sex. What are you trying to achieve? Through whom? Save the three-dollar words for the serious fics with the verbose narrators. Your word choice depends on your character and the general atmosphere of the fic. Sentence length will really help draw your readers along. There are people who have coherent thought processes during sex, but part of the point of sex is that it's a relief from all those thoughts. Longer sentences feel more connected and they help streamline the action. A lot of choppy sentences will break up the scene too much and knock your reader out of the story a bit. As in the actual physical choreography, you want everything to be smooth (even when the action in the story is anything but). Given that the goal of a smutty story is fairly clear (right?), there's a logical progression toward the inevitable bliss or lack thereof. Using longer sentences toward the climax of the story will ease that transition, even if you start with short sentences. It'll also make your story more somber than short sentences will. Happy people will flit from though to thought a lot more than melancholy people. Pacing can really give a feel for the character's voice as well. For Lipstick and Stilettos (The West Wing, Amy/Ainsley), which is from the perspective of Ainsley Hayes, I think I used more parentheses than anyone has a right to, but Ainsley's speech is full of parenthetical remarks; it stands to reason her pillow thoughts would be too. Meanwhile, in that fic, Amy hardly says anything, but it gets a point across. Grammar is, of course, always important. Depending on your character, you may use correct grammar or you may choose not to, but this should be conscious and in keeping with the character's voice. Semicolons, in addition to being inherently sexy, are very useful for linking shorter sentences without breaking up the rhythm of the narrative. Learn them. Love them. Using them correctly isn't tricky: semicolons can connect two complete sentences or several clauses in a list, but they shouldn't link fragments of sentences. One thing I tend to do is pick one metaphor and stick to it. It helps give the story coherence while still letting you get figurative. For stuff in the BSG-verse, I talk about flying, which can incorporate takeoff and gravity and speed and grace and power and violence, depending on what you need. My House stories involve a lot of light, for some reason. Again, stick to things the characters know, and keep it reasonable. Mulder's likely to verge into figurative language. Jayne from Firefly is not, regardless of the fact that he gets most poetical about his pecker. A note with same-sex pairings: pronouns can get confusing. Epithets are just as irritating in smut as they are in regular fic. Try using names instead of "the redhead" or "the young-but-not-underage witch" or "the brown-eyed boyishly handsome oncologist". This is where perspective can help you: if your speaker is implied by the point of view, the reader can probably sort out a few extraneous pronouns. 02. Motivation. Everybody wants something. They want to give something or get something or share something, even if it's not with the person they're having sex with. It's the wanting you're trying to capture, and whether they get what they want. As the philosopher Jagger has told us, we can't always get what we want. Change the variables and the whole equation is altered, not just the answer. I wrote a fairly short and non-explicit House fic called Too Soon To See If I'm Happy In Your Hands which was Cuddy/everyone, where she slept with each of the other five main characters in turn, and each section has a slightly different feel. Each of the people she's with wants something different from her; even if she's not sure what exactly she wants from them, the differences are clear, and she knows what she doesn't want. This, of course, is part of character and should be tuned to whatever character you're writing. A lot of times people aren't quite sure what they want, but you should have some idea of how to get them to some point of equilibrium, or a point of desperation if that's what it takes. There has to be mental or emotional action along with the physical action. Even if your character has a lot of non-commital sex, there has to be something that sets off that desire, and some way in which it is resolved or sharpened. Why? This is the most crucial question of your story, and the one that can be most useful to you. Having sex for the sake of having sex is a legitimate motivation and frees you up a bit, but that's not true of every character. Asking yourself why these people are where they are lets you dig into the characters even more, and helps bring out the things that are true about the character, whether you knew them or not, even if it's just "Wow, this person loves to get it on." Once you know why, you can add in all the things that make the fic rich. You may have to figure this out by writing until you come to a conclusion, or you may know to start with. Either way, the why's the thing. 03. Details details details. Rule number one in not being afraid of writing sex: smut does not have to be explicit. Smut does not have to be chock full of anatomical detail (unless, perhaps, you're trying to put together a couple of doctors, who might know those words and think of them that way). It can be vague and breathy, all the focus above the belt. It all depends on what you're comfortable with, and what your characters are comfortable with. If what matters to your characters is the emotions and not the physical sensations, then you hardly have to describe the physical. One of the most explicit pieces I've written was Stretch Me Out On A Blanket Of Sky (Battlestar Galactica, Starbuck/Racetrack): nobody is going to believe that Starbuck and Racetrack are deeply emotionally involved when they're both known on the show for sleeping around and they don't spend that much leisure time together, so it requires a lot of specific, explicit physical detail. Meanwhile, in Red, Yellow, Blue, saying that House and Cuddy have sex is enough: the rest is incredibly vague, except for a few specific (not explicit) touches, like his hand on her hip. I think of it in film terms most of the time. Some scenes are soft-focus, some are oversaturated, and some are close-ups. You have to know your characters. What words would they say or not say? Even if they're not speaking during the fic, the way they phrase things in their thoughts is important. A good test is which words they'd use for genitalia and other interesting bits. Cock? Dick? Prick? Schlong? Cunt? Pussy? Vagina? Tits? Balls? Boobs? Testes? Do they use one for their own and another for someone else's, if it's a same-sex pairing? Some of this is cultural: Brits and Aussies seem more likely to use "prick" than Americans, but mostly it's personal to the character. Which brings me to the most important rule that isn't "don't be afraid", which is: submerge yourself in your character. Use their words. Notice the things they'd notice. The key to writing smut is not writing what you find hot, or what your audience will. It's got to be true to the character. Jim and Pam from The Office are not nearly as likely to get into a truly kinky situation as, say, Mulder and Scully from The X-Files with their much darker pasts, or House, who hires prostitutes. If House sleeps with Cuddy, he's likely to notice her breasts, since that's what he so often comments on; if he's sleeping with Wilson, he's probably more likely to mention something about Wilson's tie, or how he looks tired, or talk about Wilson's weight. Even in a Porn-Without-Plot, using a word your character would use can tie the story into the canon characters a lot better, which deepens whatever's going on, no matter how shallow the action. Pay attention to the way things change the more naked (or at least more physical) your characters get. Ordinary everyday things become significant when you're taking your clothes off. Secret freckles. Scars. The way underwear feels. The smell of deodorant or sweat. The space between the people: Wilson, getting close to House, starts to think in metric instead of Imperial measurements (Proximity) and that changes the way he perceives things, and shows his frame of mind. Cuddy pays a lot more attention to her fancy underwear when House is around (It's Kink But You Don't Ever Tell Her). Wearing dogtags constantly desensitizes Kara to them, until she and Kendra are both naked except for those tags, at which point, they become extremely noticeable (put your finger on my trigger). Physical mannerisms and limitations are important, too. With House, you always have to work around his leg. Bosomy women are going to jiggle if you make them do bouncy things. The defense mechanisms that people have, they're going to employ just the same when they're naked. Scully will still cross her arms and raise her eyebrows. Han Solo will probably still strut around in the all-together. They look different and they may move differently, naked, because nudity makes you vulnerable, physically and mentally. Who among us is entirely comfortable without clothes? I thought not. Your characters probably aren't either, unless you're in the porn star fandom, in which case, I suppose none of this really matters. Everyone has an insecurity or a way of protecting their vulnerabilities. It's good to capture these mannerisms. It makes people remember why they're reading yoru story, which is because it features the people they wanted to see together instead of faceless mannequins. Sex is a great equalizer. You have to put the differences in. 04. Situation. The situation itself is important mostly because of the limitations. You can put people wherever you want, theoretically; the limitations of where people can and will have sex are dependent mostly on the physical limits of whatever 'verse you're playing in. There are smutty AUs that are fantastic. There are supply closets and boudoirs and picnic tables. You can get your characters drunk, you can get them high, you can have them in emotional states that are out of the ordinary. What you really have to watch for is how the situation affects the motivation: who's likely to walk in? How much does the physical space change what they can do? Is someone going to fall off the couch or through the unlocked door? Is the bed comfortable or hard? Do you really want to have that kind of sex on that surface? No, I rather thought not. Is the sex time-sensitive? How strong is the gravity? How much does what else is in the space matter? Choreography matters. Readers notice when improbable things happen, like two people of disparate heights having sex standing up. Your audience may be able to suspend their disbelief for a time, but check your choreography anyway. This will keep you from giving your characters more hands or limbs than they actually possess. I have, in the past, been known to do stupid things like move my arms around in the air, or play footsie with a table leg, all in the name of research. A lot of times it's better to keep things slightly vague: your readers can compensate for a hand that's mysteriously somewhere else for five minutes. Try not to have anyone bend in impossible ways, and try to make sure the relevant bits of clothing are accounted for. This is of course part of the "details details details!" creed, but often, the space around the characters is secondary to the space between the characters, so I'm giving it a separate and less important section. Just make sure your characters aren't having sex on a plank or something, or in a vacuum. 05. Different kinds of sex. Physical, mental, and emotional issues play heavily into what kind of sex your characters are having. How does the action match up with the tone? How does the character's well-being affect what they do in bed? Older people, for instance, probably can't have rough sex up against the wall. Suit the mood and the position to the people who are in the story. There's no reason that energetic sex can't be sweet or slow sex can't be angry or emotionless. However, in general, tender sex means tender emotions. There are plenty of places to touch someone aside from the obvious erogenous zones; a little variety makes your smut so much more poignant and emotional. But the physical should match up with the emotional to some extent, or the difference should be made clear. As a general rule, it's much easier to have rough sex with someone you care about than tender sex with someone you wouldn't know if you saw them the next day. Again, this comes down to character, character, character. Maybe your character's a sex addict. Who knows? There are writers who write very realistic sex. cryptictac comes to mind as the gold standard in the House fandom. Let's get real: sex is weird. There are funny smells and funny sounds and strange situations. Some things don't feel as good as other things. There are nice touches and awkward touches and that varies from person to person and time to time. However, most smut stories gloss over things like condoms, dental dams, unfortunate or uncomfortable positions, and lube, and that's fine too. It depends on your characters' mindsets and the tone of the story. Is your character mostly comfortable with his or her body? Is the heat of the moment enough to draw your character out of their body enough to focus on the sexy parts instead of the inherent humor of the naked human body? Does your character take solace in that humor, or do they get all artistic and poetic about nudity? Each person is different, and it may depend on their partner. Vary your positions, if it goes with what your characters might do. What are they willing or not willing to try? Some people are pretty much always going to stick to missionary. Some need other options. Some people are going to experiment. Some people have a lot of experience. Some don't. Who are you writing? How do they feel? Position may affect the emotional impact; some are more intimate than others, depending on how much eye contact there is and how rough it is. Do your research. Babeland.com is a great reference tool when you need to look up lubes, toys, or other sex-related paraphenalia. SexInfo101.com is useful when you want to know the names of sex positions you didn't even know existed. There are tips for all kinds of things on the internet. If you're not sure about something, look it up. Presumably, if your character is doing it, they know what it is and what it feels like, or they will when they're done. Somebody has to know what's going on (or maybe they don't, but then you have to capture that uncertainty). I've written a number of stories about things I've never done (for instance, I'm not a gay man) and the thing that got me through it was research. It's great to stretch yourself and write about things you've never experienced, and it can really help you get a handle on a character, but you have to read up first. Read sex tips. Read other people's stories. Read read read. I hope you feel more comfortable now. Remember, even a small detail that's true to your characters can make a situation more poignant, no matter how many clothes they've still got on, or how soft-focus the sex is. Go forth! Write smut! Post it for Smut Tuesdays (bringing back the old challenge)! Expand your horizons. Remember: the more you write, the easier it gets.

Acknowledgements:  Penumbra helped me title this.  Zulu and @dilkirani read it over for me.

[fortisfiliae]

You’ve Changed - Sirius Black

Summary: An AU taking place in 1985, the Marauders being in their mid-twenties, where Peter didn’t become the Potters’ secret keeper and therefore didn’t betray his friends. Main character Amy McConnell meets Sirius Black again, seven years after Hogwarts and realizes he hasn’t changed a bit. Or has he?

A/n: As I mentioned before, I made an OC for this fic, since I wanted someone with a strong personality and specific background, that will be explained as we go. It’s easier for me not to write from the readers perspective in this case. Hope you like it!

Find the other parts on my Masterlist linked in my bio!

Warnings: none for now

Word count: 1.5k

Chapter One - Wolfsbane Potion

November was almost over and winter had settled in London eventually, covering Diagon Alley in just enough snow to make the shops look like glazed gingerbread houses. Amy rushed along the street, the block heels of her shoes thumped quickly against the cobblestone ground when she squeezed through groups of people, who strolled there as well, though much slower and more relaxed than she was. When she finally reached her desired spot, she opened the door to J. Pippin’s Potions, stepped in and shut it behind her swiftly, still bringing in the crisp air from outside.

Mr Cavenar, who cleaned glass containers behind the counter, with his back facing the entrance, didn’t even have to turn around, as he recognized her by her hitched breathing, and greeted: “Morning Amy. You’ve still got fifteen minutes until we open, no need to hurry.”

“I know Leonard, thanks”, she sighed as she opened up the buttons of her coat. “But you know that I hate being late. Also, I need coffee before we get started.”

He chuckled and shook his head slightly as he put the bottles back into the cabinet, took his wand from his pocket and sent a tired wave towards the door of the small break room, which swung open creakingly, making room for the two steaming mugs, that floated his way.  “I prepared”, he said complacently and took one of them, while the other one drifted past him, to Amy.

“Thanks, boss. You’re the best”, she cooed and caught hers with both hands, took a deep breath to inhale each spectrum of its scent, as she always did, before she took her first sip.

Time passed quickly until noon, as the customers came and left. Leonard advised them in his speciality, which was toiletry and body care potions - him being a really good example of how to use them wisely, as his slightly grey hair was the only indication of his 60th birthday coming up - while Amy sold mostly medicine. She enjoyed that people were more calm than usual, the Christmas spirit soothed their minds and the annual hectic of getting presents, hadn’t taken over yet.

When there was nobody left in line anymore, Amy pulled out invoices to do some paperwork, until she heard the front door opening again and Leonard called: “Your special customer’s here again.” She raised her head and saw Remus Lupin coming her way, eyebrows wiggling when their eyes met, as he held the healer’s receipt ready and swung it like a million galleon lottery ticket. She put down her quill and smiled at him, the way old friends did. They weren’t old friends exactly - firstly they weren’t old, secondly, they weren’t friends. But she had known him since school, where they have shared some hours of patrolling as prefects together and every time he came to buy his medicine, she got that nostalgic feeling, reminding her of her teenage years. So semi-old acquaintances, maybe? 

There was someone walking behind him, who she didn’t recognize at first, but as he strolled casually along the aisles of mixtures, his leather jacket half open, despite the cold weather, one hand in the pocket of his jeans, the other one running through his dark hair, which was slightly shorter than she remembered, Amy knew it had to be Sirius Black. He looked good. Too good, she had to admit. Still as carelessly charming as he did seven years ago, topped with a stubble that made his facial features look even more defined. His reputation of ‘angel’s face with devil’s hands’ was seemingly still appropriate, even if she never got a chance to confirm the latter.

“May I help you with something, sir?”, Cavenar asked in his polite salesman manner.

“Yeah, no, thank you. I’m just escorting him”, he answered and pointed to his friend, before his glance fell on Amy, who was already chatting with Remus, had taken his receipt and put his money into the register.

“Come on then”, she said and took him to the office, where they handled all of the businesses that demanded more secrecy.

Sirius followed them as well and walked past Amy, who was holding the door open for Remus, smirking at her confused expression and whispered: “Hi there.”

“Sorry, you can’t come in here. It’s a private matter we’re dealing with”, she told him and showed no intention of closing the door, while he was still in with them.

“Ah, don’t worry, I’m aware of his ‘private matter’. Time of the month is on its way again”, he answered and leaned his back against the wall.

Amy’s eyes wandered over to Remus, who nodded in approval, so she closed the door shrugging and intended to walk over to the cauldron with Wolfsbane potion when Sirius said: “Wait a minute. I know you from somewhere. Where do I know her from, Rem?”

Remus chuckled before he answered: “That’s Amelina McConnell. She was in our year back in school.”

“Amy’s fine”, she intervened and offered her hand to Sirius, who shook it gently but didn’t let go as he continued talking.  “Indeed, Amy’s fine”, he smirked. “I knew I’ve seen this pretty face somewhere. Hufflepuff, right?”

She fought the urge to roll her eyes at his bold way of talking, as she looked down to their hands, which still held on to each other. Hasn’t changed a bit since school.  “Hufflepuff indeed, Black”, she said and pulled back when he started to draw circles on her skin with his thumb.

She knew that he scanned her body, could feel his eyes on her backside, when she walked past them, towards the cauldrons, yet refused to give in to the drive of pulling her shirt down and pants back up in place.  “Ah, sorry Remus, it isn’t quite ready yet. Our orders were delivered late. Needs one more day to simmer. I can give you a daily ration of our reserve stock though”, she offered as she stirred the liquid slowly and looked over to him.

“No worries, I’m planning ahead. I’ve still got some left for the next days”, Remus reassured. “I’ll come back tomorrow.”

“Alright”, she said and went to open the office door for them to exit. “See you then. Take care.” They both nodded to her, Remus’ expression was warm and friendly, while Sirius’ glare sent a spark her way, that could have melted ice. Womanizer.

The next day went by pretty fast, as Amy was mostly occupied with filling finished potions into dose-appropriate bottles, weighing and measuring them repeatedly, to make sure they were safe for use. She prepared most of the pre-orders, including Remus’ Wolfsbane potion, which was finally ready. 

When she went back to the counter, to check if Leonard needed help, Sirius entered the store and she assumed Remus would follow. He didn’t, so Amy frowned in suspicion, while Sirius held eye contact with her, the whole way from the entrance to the counter.

“Where’s Remus?”, she asked bluntly.

“Hi, nice to see you too. He’s busy and asked me to pick up his stuff. Now that you know you can trust me”, he answered.

“Not quite sure about that, but okay”, she said jokingly and earned a grin from him, before she turned around to enter the office and waited for him to follow.

“Here you are, a monthly dose. He knows how to use it”, she told him and handed over an opaque paper bag, filled with thirty small vials.

“Thanks”, Sirius said and followed her steps, back to the door, leading to the front area. “Oh yeah, wait, before I forget. I wanted to ask you something.”

She rested her hand on the door handle and turned around to face him, asking: “What’s that?”

“Can you apparate?”

“What?”

“It’s no shame if you can’t, there are many people who-”

“I can. But why do you want to know that?”

“Well, we’re having dinner at James’ and Lily’s tonight, with Remus and Peter and they wanted me to ask you to come. It would be necessary for you to apparate to Godric’s Hollow unless you want to go on a four-hour train ride or something like that. If you want to come, in the first place.”

“Um... I’m not sure why they would invite me to dinner. I haven’t seen anyone, except for Remus and you in years.”

“Well, that’s the reason. Lily and Remus talked about you being a fellow prefect and that they haven’t seen a lot of people from school in a long time. Come on. For old times’ sake?”, his eyes turned from wolf to puppy in a second.

“Okay, I guess?”, she gave in and let her hand wander up to her neck.

“Great. 8 p.m. Here’s their address”, he said, his wolfish smirk back in place, and placed a piece of paper into her other one, that’s been resting on the handle, squeezing her balled fist softly, while opening the door himself.

“See you then”, she mumbled as he left with a wink.

Find the other parts on my Masterlist linked in my bio!

I decided to make the first chapter shorter because the change of location offered for exactly that.  Hope you like it so far, I’d appreciate if you’d let me know what you think. Part two is coming soon! Thanks for reading! xoxo

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[taco-night-frenzy]

Stuff I wanna write

I’m pretty tuckered after writing so much, but I want to blab about other ideas that have been floating around for months and months that I still wanna do some day maybe. 

Obviously lots of F/F and short Trails in the Sky fics (maybe one medium sized one) and then one big Luigi and maybe a few Sonics. Anyway here’s the list because I just... I want to write down ideas and put stuff out there. It’s what I like doing. Support me and tell me I’m great if you want, I love that, but don’t feel you have to. I'm full of myself and love compliments and nice words like “Wow that sounds cool, you should do this idea!!” Or maybe like “I also like that pairing, here’s what I’ve always thought about that too!” And just you know, nice interactions are cool.

Estelle/Dorothy. Wanna do another NSFW one that takes place in Zeiss. Would technically be right after Estelle/Josette fic but I wouldn’t tell you that really shh. Estelle gets a “quest” from a mysterious sender, turns out to be Dorothy because Dorothy spelt her name completely wrong. Dorothy wants to take pictures of Estelle, and Estelle’s like FINE SINCE I’M HERE. Anyways, Dorothy makes Estelle feel really good about her body and takes great pictures and ... you get the rest. 

Another Estelle/Anelace (Possibly just Estelle & Anelace). SFW this time. I have much less worked out on this one, but I want Estelle and Anelace to go on a mystery together and solve a murder or something. Not super romantic, but a few light touches here and there and some fun plot. I’ve not nailed it down well..

Schera/Aina. Maybe spicy? Maybe NSFW? Who knows. I want to write something with them. Maybe about the time they’re on the run from that weird Mafia that actually happened and they had to spend the night in an abandoned home together. Lots of talking and developing feelings... or maybe another idea completely but with a similar preface.   Estelle/Female!Joshua genderswap I GOTTA do Estelle/Joshua!! They’re a good ship! I just wanna make Joshua a girl for my own needs. Been struggling with a plot on this one. Maybe Joshua finds out he likes dressing up like a girl more than he realized (I always loved that Estelle called him beautiful and seemed genuinely attracted to him when he crossdressed.) Maybe while he’s been out on his own exploring ancient ruins something turns him into a girl and its a weird experience and he’s feeling vulnerable and strange and calls to Estelle to help him work it out and then you get some nice romantic hurt/comfort...  And last but certainly not least...  Detective Luigi 2: Hotel Wario

I have already written like 10k+ of this one and written down the basic plot and all that. It can be a real struggle writing such a long thing again, though, but for the most part this one takes place a year later from the last mystery. Daisy and Luigi are invited to Wario’s brand new hotel with a bunch of other fancy rich or famous people like Bowser, King Boo, E. Gadd, Prince Peasly, Lord Crump disguised as someone else... and Booster and Valentina and... A lot of others. Have plans for Goombella and Toadette to return and help and also Vivian now too. Basically general plot is someone steals Wario’s ancient relic, and Dr. Crygor’s automatic defense system locks EVERYONE in until they can find who did it. A locked box kind of mystery with a lot of Mario RPG characters and decent Wario world/ware theme. 

I wrote it actually before Luigi’s Mansion 3, but it’s been good inspiration. It continues where it left off where Luigi is learning to be his own person, learned how to say no to when people ask him for things. But there’s more to life than just saying no all the time and Luigi still has to struggle finding a good balance.

There’s a lot going on and a lot of people have different motivations and feelings that have stayed the same or changed over the past year. I think I’ll just post what I got on Tumblr sometime later if I can get myself to working really hard on another long fic. 

And I do have one idea that I’ll probably never do but have always sort of daydreamed about...

Chaotix Mysteries starring Vector and Knuckles. I really don’t think I’ll do this one but who knows. Station Square city and Team Chaotix already lend themselves really well to doing mystery AUs. Wanted it to mostly be Vector as the main detective and his partner Knuckles with occaaaassional Espio and Charmy help. Been a lot of gem thefts in the city and a lot of trouble in general, and it’s definitely not Rouge because that would be really obvious and boring, but they’d be asking around with Rouge and Shadow first thing and.... well again it’ll be YEARS if I ever ever ever get to this one...

I have a lot of Sonic Mania stories I started and never finished too. 

Knuckles first person journal as he explores Mirage Saloon. I actually wrote some of this too years ago. Knuckles keeps a journal around and gets lost in a desert and finds himself in a crazy weird saloon with Fang/Knack and tries to get to the bottom of it by like punching stuff. Also Knuckles tries to write down rap lyrics a lot because he thinks they’re cool. (They’re not.) 

Another one I started with Sonic Tails and Knuckles at flying battery... Sonic has to fight Mecha Sonic and tries his best to keep it away from Tails and Knuckles. It doesn’t work well and he’s losing a lot and he learns (probably doesn’t) that it’s okay to rely on Tails and Knuckles a little sometimes. Remember, this is Classic Sonic, so he’s still young and kind of rude and thinks he’s all that. I started this one too like a year back. It was mostly Sonic getting beat up and Knuckles shittalking to Tails how Sonic’s a jerk, and Tails is just like trying to live his life and find Sonic. About halfway through, Mecha Sonic goes Super and Knuckles has to fight him again. Mecha Sonic is way stupider than Metal Sonic and way more basic, so Sonic has trouble with that. Knuckles is better at fighting against brain dead idiots. Sonic’s able to keep up with Metal Sonic since Metal is more advanced and has Sonic’s thoughts and feelings kind of programmed in there. 

Then one at Titanic Monarch... I also barely started this one... Just wanted it to be Sonic running off ONCE AGAIN on his own to fight Eggman. The illusions are strong, it has like every last boss all at once. Metal Sonic, Mecha Sonic, Big Arm, al lthat... Tails and Knuckles show up and are like GOD you IDIOT let us fucking HELP and Sonic’s like o, sorry. 

Another Sonic Mania one with Studiopolis where Amy’s just watching TV at her apartment and its mostly from her perspective. Eggman hacks the TVs and turns the world into weird illusions and makes everyone watch his broadcasts as he spreads propaganda about how Sonic’s evil and bad, and Amy’s like NO!!! He’s NOT BAD!! Anyways, you only see what Eggman shows you, and Eggman like kidnaps news anchors and forces him to say how great and good he is and Sonic is bad, but then Sonic saves the day anyway and Amy’s watching the whole thing like SEE I TOLD YOU and just screaming and being a maniac. 

ANYWAYS THAT’S ALL MY IDEAS I’VE GOT PROBABLY. I want to write them all some day, but it’s tiring...