#consider writing your own fic inspired by a one shot if you really vibe with it!!

[tourettesdog]

I am begging people to be normal about completed fics, and in particular one shots.

I am begging people to stop demanding more from authors, and insisting that one shots need to be longer or have sequels.

I don't think yall understand how many fanfic authors are one more "where's the rest of it?" comment away from throwing out any plans they might have had to continue an idea.

Unless an author like specifically says they might write more for an idea, just-- assume something marked as completed is complete, and respect it as it stands, please.

[jovenshires]

Some variation of shaymien iwks is confirmed (love btw) so I'll be the one to ask about Jeremy/Patrick,,, they gay??? 🤨🤨 bc they are my underrated faves and I need them to be real

I also just love how ensemble heavy it is. Like yes please let me hear about everyone else on every team, you write them all with so much purpose and they're all so iconic

first of all!!! tysm!! i REALLY appreciate that; i wanted to showcase the Team dynamic and like... this is pretty inspired by sports anime vibes (haikyuu, free, etc) so i wanted people to be able to pick out their favorite background character and be like 'omg there they go.... doing the damn thing!!' like one of my faves in this the whole fic ended up being jeremy. and SPEAKING OF JEREMY - back to your og question!!

oh yeah. they gay <3 i will touch on it in the little one-shot offshoot that goes into everyone's life stories and i said a lil in this ask here (AND, at this point, they've brain-rotted me enough that im considering giving them their own fic set in THEIR senior year) BUT. ill go into them again bc im. silly about it !

so jeremy is like... very clearly the angry young man trope right. he is Looking for an excuse to get in trouble, to get in a fight. he doesn't let bullshit fly and he doesn't take anyone's shit. except... for patrick's. patrick gets to tell him he's being annoying. patrick gets to tell him he's a ball hog. if anyone else said that he'd fly off the handle. but patrick gets MAYBE an off-the-cuff "shut the fuck up" and then otherwise he doesn't say anything. the one time he actually raises his voice at patrick is when alex gets hurt. meanwhile patrick has the patience to let jeremy get away with stuff that no one else lets him get away with. he makes a bet with him and jeremy's not even worried about it because he knows patrick won't actually make him pay up. patrick is the only one able and allowed to call jeremy out on his shit because he knows that patrick doesn't mean it in a bad way - in fact patrick's probably the only person to see him for who he really is and accept him like that. and jeremy's the only one patrick will ever talk to that way because it's how he lets jeremy KNOW he sees him, he understands him, and he'll take him flaws and all.

anyway! i'll shut the fuck up now. i could honestly post an entire jerpat director's commentary cut where i just go over their. what. four or five scenes (and if anyone wants it. i will) but i will not bore you with that here and now. let's just say that even if they are not yet AWARE of their feelings, the feelings are definitely there !

[lostloveletters]

Hi Battie! I was wondering how you get inspo for your OCs? Like how do you come up with them and everything? If you’re ok with sharing that ofc!! Love your writing💖

Thank you so much! This means a lot to me considering I'm relatively new to making OCs, but people have been really supportive, so I appreciate it more than I can coherently express. I was definitely hesitant to make any, but I think starting with The Godfather helped because it's not a very big, active fandom to begin with, and there isn't a huge readerbase for OC fics on top of that, so it wasn't like I was jumping into a fandom with a lot of eyes on what I was doing or worrying too much about comparison with other writers.

It's honestly so varied! I guess I’ll discuss Gloria (The Godfather) and Holly and Woody (Masters of the Air). I can’t say I make OCs with the intention of them being paired with a specific character. I’ll go into it more under the cut, but Holly and Woody definitely had minds of their own when it came to that lol.

I find it helpful to write short “scenario” type of fics for my own personal reference (I use the term fic loosely because these end up being a mix of actual story and bullet points and chunks of dialogue) to figure out a character’s background and personality. Also making Pinterest boards and playlists are a huge part of the creative process for me! If I get an idea for an OC, I’ll make a private board for them and start adding stuff and see how their vibe comes together over time. Character spreadsheets or question lists (outside of ask games) feel like such a chore to me, so those aren’t part of my process at all.

Gloria

I wasn’t originally planning for Bruised Fruit to become a longfic, but I've always had "Gloria," the little Sicilian-American troublemaker she is, in some shape or form, but she was a lot of vague ideas and a Pinterest board that I never did anything with until I threw her into Bruised Fruit. What’s now the first chapter was just going to be an experimental one-shot because I had that specific idea. I left the ending open to be continued. I still had inspiration, and a few people expressed interest, so from there I kind of had to actually flesh out Gloria to who she was beyond that first chapter.

Holly

Miss Thing went through like 3 names and 2 backstories before I settled on the Holly Dean we have now. I actually started out thinking she was going to be paired with Buck! I started writing Damn Yankees as some background on Holly and Bucky’s friendship because he was going to play matchmaker for her and Buck. Literally so much changed from when I started writing that fic to when I finished. I had two versions of it that I’d switch back and forth between before finally settling on what I posted. As y’all can tell she went way off track the planned track, but I love where she ended up!

Woody

*Ray Liotta in Goodfellas voice* As far back as I can remember, I always knew I wanted to use Veronica Lake's look in So Proudly We Hail as the basis for an OC. Woody also changed a lot! There was always a past she was going to be running from, but the context of that changed from what I started with. I was kind of playing around with the idea of her being with Rosie, but I could never quite get their dynamic right as I began outlining. That’s when Holly kind of took over as my focus. Then as I’d go back to my messy as hell doc for Woody, I figured I’d focus on her friendship with Holly and see if anyone else came to mind in the meantime, and she and Brady just clicked.

[blurredout10]

✨💖✨ ask time:

🍉in what ways has writing helped you process trauma and/or navigate through your own life?

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing

💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language

💐 Mystery Question 💐

Why am I using flowers? That’s not the question.

What’s your process for coming up with new scenarios and ideas? I know you’ve share a few WIPs and I’m curious what inspires you since some of these ideas feel so unique and inspired.

AHHHHHHH I LOVE YOU ♥️♥️♥️♥️

From this ask.

!SPOILERS!

🍉 - in what ways has writing helped you process trauma and/or navigate through your own life?

Oh dang. Heavy question.

a lot I guess. most (if not all) of my fics have some weight of underlying struggle that needs to be worked on.

DMD, of course, has reader and her emotional issues, that taunting reminder that she works so intimately with life and death and how her morals teeter from one side to the other. I think the concept of death is far too complicated and not talked about enough, so for personal reasons (in preparation for when I’ll be in the field) I wanna set a healthy mindset in knowing what to do when I do struggle with it.

That, as well as navigating through emotional hypersensitivity was very ✨projection✨ of me. I think the poetic vibe of that fic helps me understand what goes on in my own head, I only properly understand things when they’re explained abstractly.

I (thankfully) haven’t experienced death of a loved one, but I have been around many who have. So some of the character death is relevant for who others have felt. I consider myself to be pretty empathetic (kinda have to be if I’ll work with patients) so truly understanding what others go through is something I wanna permanently incorporate into my way of living.

For RTL, I’d say amnesia has been a sensitive topic for me personally. I had this moment (paired with unwise decisions) and had pretty bad temporary amnesia. Couldn’t remember my name, my age, my family, nor the fact I was sitting in the car in front of my home.

Having that kinda awakening when it subsided was the greatest and most terrifying feeling I’ve ever experienced. Memories overwrite the rest with a ghost of the past and you get smacked in the face that you forgot the face of those you loved.

If I must suffer. Then so must sixty. 🧍🏻‍♀️😌

Cupcake is all mental health issues. I didn’t explore it thoroughly because a topic such as a struggling negative mindset is worth far more than a one-shot. But I do like the concept of Sixty only speaking in code, not really able to voice how he feels or that he needs help.

I do use writing as a method of processing. It helps me reflect into a better person. ♥️🫂♥️🫂♥️🫂♥️

🎀 - give yourself a compliment about your own writing

🧍🏻‍♀️…no?

🔫🧍🏻‍♀️okay fine.

Erm. Something something. the fact it’s finished? that’s not even true, most of them are finished at least?

OH I do really like the little snippets and poems in DMD. I really like talking like I’m some poet doing a Ted talk. It’s hilarious. But also very exciting. ✨🧍🏻‍♀️✨

💞 - what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language

Ooooh I have answered this here.

💐 - What's your process for coming up with new scenarios and ideas? | know you've share a few WIPs and I'm curious what inspires you since some of these ideas feel so unique and inspired.

👀👀👀 INTERESTING QUESTION

honestly I do like to just be looking around, going on a walk or out with friends etc, and I like thinking anything could be a fic.

Oh, is that a tree? why not make a fic ‘tree’ centric? you can go all symbolism about a childhood besties to lovers fic as the tree ages; as the leaves die and are reborn, so is their relationship every year. and when it bears fruit, their relationship takes a sweet turn.

There’s symbolism everywhere. Foods. Drinks. The most mundane has the best flavour✨✨ there can be a fic in everything, taking real life examples or reflections help me add a feel to the fic too.

Otherwise… Pinterest. I love making vibe boards. Fic boards. Etc.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR SCRUMPTIOUS ASK I LOVE YOU ♥️🫂♥️🫂♥️🫂♥️🫂♥️🫂♥️

[halcyon-hyacinth]

toh fanfics to keep you busy during hiatus, a thread.

A/N: If an author has a (*) by their name, PLEASE check out their other works!!! After combing through the toh archive, I now follow the skilled writers I've found rather than checking ao3 tags. This list could be longer but I really wanted to highlight these writers.

Finding Home Amongst the Infinite by DontDoHeroinKids * Multichapter, ongoing. Adventure/Action, Canon Divergence, Found Family, Friendship.

Mini Summary: Luz is a planes walker, and has spent years stumbling across the multitudes of realities, desperately searching for a way to return to her abandoned home with little success. She winds up in the Isles where she'll find answers and allies to help her on her journey.

One of the best multi chapter fics I've had the pleasure of reading. Luz's dynamic with all the characters is handled extremely well. Unlike other multi chap fics I've read, this is almost entirely done from Luz's POV.

Holding You Back by @FoolsSee *

Canon-Compliant Character Study, completed.

Recommendation in honor of Yesterday's Lie. Pre-season 1 one shot that captures Camila and Luz's relationship really well + strong characterization. Fools has written 27 other toh fics- PLEASE check out the authors other works!!!

Breaking Point by SquirrelWriter *

Canon-Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Friendship, completed.

My favorite Luz and Amity oneshot. Not a lot of writers can effectively capture what makes their friendship work and this one knocks it out of the park.

Your Name by SunshineChildx

Multichapter, Slow burn, Friends to lovers, ongoing.

lumity fic based on the move of the same name. Not yet completed, but this is one of the most well written fics I've ever read. The prose and narration are beautiful and I've cried reading it.

Eda Clawthorne's Pro Skater by A_Big_Old_Skeleton

Series, Skateshop AU, Fluff, Angst, Humor, ongoing.

This is the only beta fic I support tbh. The characterization is off the charts and I adore how the author handles everyone's relationships. The comedy and storytelling are superb.

Postcards from a Place Named Threshold by incoherent_icarus_works *

Series, Character Study, ongoing.

A collection of standalone character study oneshots each centered around a different character from The Owl House (atm Luz, Willow, Boscha) . Luz one shot was inspired by @woozywonder art!

Curse Me Goodbye by Lumitations *

Canon Divergence, Comedy, Urban Fantasy, Action/Adventure, Romance. Multichapter, completed.

One of the most fun fics I've ever read. The mystery/intrigue is INCREDIBLE as are the kick-ass action scenes. Lumity centric.

Heir of the Jedi by @whatisurowlpolicy *

Multichapter. Ongoing. Action/Adventure, Star Wars AU, Angst, Fluff, Humor, Enemies to Lovers

I don't know shit about Star Wars and I am begging anyone who is dissuaded by the AU tag to READ THIS FIC! Green is extremely good at handling the ensemble cast of toh along with writing top tier development for every character. It's also lumity centric, and I think y'all will enjoy their take on them.

Our Stories Burn Bright, Hung Like Stars in the Sky by AtticusKaine*

Series, ongoing. Action/Adventure, Romance, Found Family, Humor.

What the hell are you doing with your life if you haven't read this series? Hands down my favorite toh canon divergence, it fleshes out every single character in ways you wouldn't believe.

make my heart your home by @tiredandjaded*

Ongoing series, found family, hurt/comfort.

Takes place in between s1/s2, I take it as canon. The relationships between Luz, Eda and Lilith post YBOS are handled beautifully-- the character dynamics and found family vibes are off the charts.

Hold Me Close by @the-lone-witch-and-secret-room

Oneshot. Completed. Jerbric Hurt/Comfort.

She writes the well-known Locked Out ALONG WITH several god-tier one shots y'all HAVE to read oh my god. This is one of my favorites. The characterization of Jerbo and Edric's relationship is super sweet.

learning how to be (with you by my side) by uniqeusernamegenerator*

Multichapter. Completed. College AU, Romance, Comedy

Atm you can only view it if you have an AO3 account and if you haven't read this masterpiece already YOU MUST! It's easy and free.

This is one of the best lumity fics of all time. The slice of life feel is otherworldly, as is the author's INCREDIBLE prose. Hits you right in the feels along with their skarscha fic windows up, walls down.

Transcendence by rhysanity

Oneshot. Soulmates AU. Completed.

This is what I like to call a ship conversion fic. If you've never considered skarscha before, read this fic. It will hit you in the feels and have you rereading over and over again for eternity.

Golden written by @whatisurowlpolicy / story by both of us *

Multichapter, ongoing. Golden Guard Amity AU. Action/Adventure, Found Family, Drama, Comedy, Hurt/Comfort

Shamless plug, this is one of my favorite ideas I've ever thought of and I am beyond hyped to be co-creating it with Green. We're doing a role reversal following a lot of the same beats of season 1 but putting our own spin on it. You'll see a lot more of the dynamics we haven't seen a lot in season 2 like Amity and Lilith along with Willow and Gus. Gonna go ahead and @anguigenus because Gus and Amity's relationship is one of the major focuses of the fic.

[obey-me-headquarters]

You know. This is the first blog I've ever created that I tired to create content on. Like, I've have another tumblr account that I had for YEARS but I just kinda rebloged stuff on and didn't make any of my own posts.

So having this account? Wild. Actually having people engage with my stuff? Waking up to 99+ notifications? Extremely Wild.

It's also very, very weird whenever I see someone who I followed before I made this account interact with my stuff. No one is like, celebrities lol, but I do just kinda sit there like O.O "do they know? Do they know their stuff inspired me to make and share my stuff?"

OK but actually shotting a few people out because their blogs are GREAT and inspired me to create smut:

@koumine their sub Lucifer stuff is literally AMAZING. I didn't actually care much for Lucifer before I stumbled across their blog, but after I did I started to play more attention to him in game. And omg. I love him. As you can tell by how much I post about sub Lucifer. Their words are SO pretty and flow SO nice. Go read "wear your independence like a crown" right now because it is one of my favorite fics of all time. Also their fic "the devildom diaries" is absolutely hilarious. Not smut just pure hilarity. But it's also really good for feelings!! Loved Asmo's part.

@demon-fucking-therapist Go read their yandere bros series right now go read their yandere bros series right now go read their yandere bro series 🌀🌀🌀 (I am hypnotizing you) ok but actually just go read everything they wrote because it is SO GOOD!! I wasn't the biggest fan of yanderes before their blog but omg. They changed that real quick! I absolutely love how they write Mc in the series, they feel like a real person and they never did something I couldn't see myself doing. Even when theyre with murderers I couldn't help by nod my head like, yeah I would probably do that do. They post a different of every brother and I absolutely love that.

@thedevilsdom exposed to a lot of different kinks I didn't think I'll vibe with, but now I absolutely do. A lot of their stuff is very sweet and loving, while also being extremely kinky. Everytime they write about the boys I just wanna scoop em up and wrap them in blankets. Does really good smut dialog, like I have trouble figuring out how people talk when theure getting absolutely ruined but thedevilsdom write it beautifully.

@domreader-headcannon-scenarios writes mean smut and I absolutely love it. Some times I just wanna be a bully and a tease and their work is great for that. If any of yall like my pact play stuff you're absolutely going to enjoy their stuff about the kink because it's TOP TIER. Honestly I didn't even really consider how the pacts could be used for kinky stuff until I read their stuff and something unlocked in me. Some of the stuff they write are for fandoms I'm not in but I don't even care because their writting is just THAT GOOD.

All of these blogs are amazing and write like absolute crazy so yall should check em out if you like my stuff lol.

[caspercryptid]

📯New pinned post + Request Guidelines 📯

It's been a while and some things have changed so I'm gonna make this one fresh!

Hi I'm Casper, I'm a semi-professional queer author currently hyperfixating on Arcane ((And only murders in the building, and Our Flag Means Death)) like a motherfucker. ND + Disabled + Trans. If you have a problem with any of those categories, perhaps move along.

I tag my fics with #casper's haunted fic tag but considering tumblr's ask system, maybe just use my arcane fic archive to read my stuff, or my #original fiction tag (please?) I tag asks with #casper's haunted info tag so if you're looking for my answers to your questions, check there! I've got some other Casper's haunted tags and I'll make a full list another time. #disability info is the tag I use for both discussion of disability in arcane and also advocacy stuff I reblog. If you ever want me to tag stuff more specifically, please let me know. 

Also on the record, reply times on all asks will vary, I’m a spoonie and I don’t always have the energy for social interaction! You have my love. I am easily worn out. 

🕊️ Twitter — 📖 Ao3 — ☕ Ko-Fi — 🔨 The Hammer To Fall Discord

Sideblogs:

@fuckyeahjaycetalis - JAYCE

@thebeelog - BEES

@theasperagroup - original project vibes (the description of which is here)

Now! Request Guidelines. [[Requests are closed right now, but here’s the rules for when they’re open!]]

Although if you guys happen to get attached to my OCs and want to see more of them, HMU, because that's Always Welcome.

Here is a list of suggestions for AUs and ships.

Now for the slightly less fun stuff.

I love writing rarepairs and I love crack ships and I love doing Weird Stuff. That being said, here is The Please Don't List.

Please don't spam requests as it takes up space in my inbox and I can only hold so many before I close it again! Give everybody a fair shot

Please don't send me requests that describe the entire plot of a fic. If you've got the whole concept, that's great! You should try writing it and I will support you. If there's not room for me to take my own direction, or you've described your own characterizations that don't match mine, that's not really fun for me to write! And so I won't.

Please don't send me requests where you ask that disabled characters (Viktor) be insecure about their body or their disability. I'm not comfortable writing that.

And the hopefully pretty short No list—

I will not write jinx with anyone significantly older than she is, nor will I answer requests that call her powder. My jinx is trans.

I will not write Caitlyn/Jayce, as I write them as siblings

I will not write ship content with Ambessa, as I'm not comfortable with her treatment of Mel in the show

I will not write E rated content unless it has been discussed with me beforehand or it's a continuation of a previous fic. I'm gray ace and I can't really manage that on command.

Okay! You got through the negative stuff. Here's some lighter logistics notes.

please sign your anon asks with an emoji! I think it's cute and it helps me pick up trends or threads and to keep from getting confused. I am disabled and making things more accessible for me is really sweet of you

If you start your request with "tell me a story about" I am a hundred times more likely to answer you fast bc I think that's the cutest shit ever

I make no guarantees that I can write EVERY ship but if you send me two characters I will do my best. They may not always kiss. I will give you content. If you want strictly platonic that's cool too!! Familial relationships? People you think would be friends? Just wanna see em vibe or coparent or something? Hit me.

Feel free to spam likes and reblogs! Go ham! PLEASE reblog, especially if you're the one who requested, it's just a nice way to share my stuff. And talk in the tags! Go ham!

Requests will be answered out of order whenever I have inspiration I make no guarantees about what goes up when

And I think that's that! I'll add to this if I think of something else or if something happens that reminds me that this needs to be updated. Thanks for reading!

[hallowed-be-thy-username]

Hi! Can i just say that i absolutely love your writing and your vibe as a whole? 🥺💞 If i may, I’d like to request a fic where the reader is a very well known socialite, but she gets very bored of her life and wants something different. She suddenly meets J in some sort of situation and becomes infatuated with him & his lifestyle. You must be busy with other requests & your personal life, so if anything, i just want you to know that i love your writing! 💘

 Sweet anon!!! AKADJSBAJSND 😭💖 I’m SO sorry this has taken me so long to get to and I hope you see it!! This was a really fun one and I had a great time writing it so I really hope you like it 💕

 Self-insert, Ledger Joker x fem reader, first time meeting Joker

Word count: 1,954

Warnings: tension, light violence

Something Different

Another boring party with boring people in a boring place. How many more of these must you endure?

Ah the fabulous life of the daughter of Dr. Thomas Elliot, famous Gotham City surgeon and longtime family friend of the Wayne family. Being born to one of Gotham’s founding families, she lives a life of luxury. Chauffeurs, butlers, ritzy charity events, fashion shows, brand promos, intense boredom. You were certainly grateful for the fact that finances were never something you had to worry about, but at the same time, money imprisoned you. It controlled your every move like a puppet master. Stand like this, wear that, speak this way, don’t forget to smile. And don’t even think about having your own dreams. You had access to all of the means in the world to do whatever you want, right? Wrong. If it’ll tarnish the family reputation on any way, its not gonna happen. Ever. And you’d be surprised at what they consider “tarnishing.” Learning to drive, going to school, coloring your hair, going on dates, having a job, getting ice cream with friends. What friends? You never got to experience these things. Things that were normal. Now you were in your late twenties and the life of the average young adult was completely foreign to you. Its been ten years now. Since you started to hate this life.

You were attending yet another fundraiser at Bruce’s place. What was it for this time? Friends of the Gotham Railway? Society for the Performing Arts? Gotham Heights Country Club’s new golf course? District Attorney Harvey Dent. Didn’t he just get elected? Okay then. It really doesn’t matter anyway. They’re all the same. Gourmet hors d’oeuvres, expensive champagne, some phony inspirational speech, bland conversation, smile through how much your feet hurt in these heels, send a check tomorrow. The predictability you lived your life by was astonishing. When were you finally going to get to do something different?

You lifted another glass of champagne from the tray drifting past you and took a heavy sip. Can’t get to drunk though, what would the media say? You were tempted to do it on purpose, just to mix things up for once. The sound of rough whirring broke you out of your melancholic trance and you turned to see a helicopter landing on the roof top balcony outside. The man himself arriving ever so fashionably late. Linking arms with three women you could only assume to be models, how classy. And here comes the motivational speech. I believe in Harvey Dent, a safer Gotham, optimism, face of our bright future, blah blah blah. Now everybody claps. Just wonderful. Back to our mindless mingling.

The evening continued on like they all do. This time you were stuck trying not to stare at the speck of food stuck in Mr. Kane’s teeth while he droned on about the new hotel, they planned to open it across from the opera house. Would it be uncouth to express to him how little you care about any of that? When you were seconds away from excusing yourself for a bogus trip to the ladies’ room, a loud boom rang out from the entryway. You spun around and your body froze at the sound of his voice.

“Goood evening, ladies and gentle-men.”

It felt like ice was running through your veins when you saw him. Purple suit, shotgun over his shoulder, unkempt green hair, painted face. His face. Covered in white with black swallowing his eyes, bright red over his mouth and crawling up his cheeks in a wicked grin. On the news they called him The Joker.

“We are… tonight’s entertainment! I only have one question… Where. Is. Har-vey Dent?”

He was so tall, walking with a slight slouch but had an air of confidence like you’d never seen. Like he knew just how much attention his presence attracted. No, attention it demanded. Like he knew you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. He made it look effortless. Almost like he was bored by it. He tossed food into his mouth, chewing noisily while he spoke. Then he stopped and turned to walk toward the crowd, pointing his shotgun toward the people in front of him before moving on down the line. Your feet grew cold when you realized he was heading in your direction. He tossed champagne out of a glass before mockingly tossing his head back to let the last drop hit his tongue. You couldn’t move a muscle as he leaned in and muttered questions at the people standing nearby. He kept coming. Your heart pounded, climbing into your throat as he got closer.

Then you could see it. It was scars. The red smile stretching across his face, it was painted over scars. Someone had cut through the corners of his mouth on both sides, leaving behind a twisted, permanent, grin. It made your stomach drop. He said something to Mr. Kane, but you couldn’t hear it, only the blood rushing in your ears. He got so close. You swore you could feel the heat from his body, smell something sharp like acetone.

“You remind me of my father.”

Then he suddenly grabbed Mr. Kane by his collar and growled, “I hated my father.”

“Ok, stop.”

Mr. Kane was shoved into you while Joker turned to face the voice coming from behind him. Rachel Dawes, Bruce’s friend for as long as you could remember.

“Well, hello, beautiful. You must be Harvey’s squeeze-ah. Hm?... and you are beautiful.”

He circled her like a wild dog stalking prey, practically licking his chops. Relishing the feeling of cornering his victim. Waving a knife blade at her.

“You look nervous. Is it the scars?... Wanna know how I got ‘em?”

Then he reached forward and gripped her by the back of her neck and her face. You felt your cheeks abruptly grow warmer. He pulled her closer to him, holding her there, not letting her look away. A thought suddenly cut through you mind like the knife in his hand. You wondered if the leather of his gloves felt warm or cool on her skin. Your heart fluttered and a shiver ran down your back. Why were you thinking about that? He intruded without warning and started threatening people, but here you were wanting to know what it was like to be that close to him. You found yourself wishing you were her, just to know what it was like, him touching you.

You hung on to his every word. He had a wife once, who told him he worried to much, that he should smile more, she gambled, got in deep with the sharks. They carved her face, had no money for surgery, she couldn’t take it, he just wanted to see her smile again, he didn’t care about the scars, he stuck a razor in his mouth and did that to himself. He… he did that to himself?

“And you know what? She can’t stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now I see the funny side... Now I’m always smiling.”

You blinked and the next thing you knew, punches were being thrown and men in clown masks were falling to the floor. Batman. The masked vigilante everyone was talking about. He seemed to appear out of nowhere, coming out of the shadows to beat up the bad guys. Reality struck you in that moment. This was real. This was happening. The word surreal doesn’t quite cover it. You wanted something different. Well, this was different. Instead of fear you started to feel something else rising up from inside of you, tingling up your back. Excitement.

A punch from a clown masked man landed square on Batman’s jaw, sending him to his knee and giving Joker the opportunity to start kicking him in the stomach. All you could do was watch, spellbound by the violence occurring before your eyes, wide with anticipation. It almost happened too fast for you to see. He really had nothing holding him back. He couldn’t care less about what people thought of him. Showing up in face paint and a purple suit with a posse of men disguised as scary clowns, commanding even more attention than Bruce. He basked in it, not caring one bit what they thought, only that he left an impression. He did. Especially on you.

You blinked again and he had Rachel. He stood behind her, his arm wrapped around her chest to keep her from running, his other hand waving a handgun in the air. He wasn’t going to drop the gun, not unless Batman took his mask off, show us all who he really was. Then the window behind him shattered with a shot from the gun and he dangled Rachel by her arm out into the open air. Your chest felt tight, as helpless as everyone else watching and unable to do anything about it. But you still couldn’t shake the thrill you felt buzzing in your arms and legs, fogging your mind.

“Let her go,” Batman’s hoarse voice demanded.

Joker squinted his eyes and grinned with ironic amusement as he answered, “Very poor choice of words.”

He let go. His laugh reached down to your bones and held on, pulling you toward him while Batman dove out the window after Rachel. You didn’t know what you were doing but you couldn’t stop yourself. Your feet kept carrying you closer. People all around you started rushing for the exit, running from the taunting men in clown masks like the crowd at a Halloween fun house. Except this was real.

You kept your eyes forward, getting within a few feet of him when he turned and saw you. A chill washed over you, both icy cold and burning hot at the same time when his eyes traveled up and down your body where you stopped in your tracks. Your skin felt like it was on fire.

“Hello, there,” he purred.

You opened your mouth to speak but no sound came out. You just stared at him. Then he started to saunter toward you, slowly closing the gap that separated you, and you almost couldn’t breathe.

The corner of his mouth twitched into a sideways grin. “Aren’t you a pretty little flower, hm?”

Your heart fluttered and your lungs pulled in a sudden gasp of air, that sharp smell filling up your senses. He was right in front of you now. He was right in front of you and you could undeniably feel the heat radiating off of him. Your heart pumped faster, the adrenaline in your veins saturating every tissue. That tingling in your spine came rushing back as his tongue flashed out of his mouth to run along his lip.

“Can I, uh, help you with something, little flower?”

The last sounds of panicked voices faded, and it was completely silent. You were alone. With him. Fear tried to wrestle for a place in the front of your mind, to pull you away, to make you run back toward the door, but the allure you felt was too pervading. You remained still, trying to steady your breath while the gaze from his black-rimmed eyes seemed to swallow you up. Sirens started to echo in the distance.

Then your voice found its way out of your mouth, “I… I just wanted to… um, to get closer.”

His eyebrows shot up and his grin widened as a low hum rumbled in his chest. Your brittle nerves nearly shattered when he lifted his hand and gently took hold of your chin, lifting it and stepping forward to press his chest against yours. “Mmm, this close enough?”

His gloves, they felt cool on your skin.

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November Author of the Month...

Drumroll please.... our November Author of the Month is none other than the incredibly talented...

@all-things-fic ! 

Congratulations to a wonderful author, Liz! You can check out our interview with her below!

1.Did you start writing fanfiction for One Direction, or was there another fandom that you wrote fanfiction for before this?

I have one fic that I wrote for One Direction Fanfic Archive, that will never see the light of day. It was really awful, but everyone starts somewhere. I’ve shared it with two people on Tumblr and we just laughed about it.

I’ve also written a Niall Horan fic which has been flagged for how explicit it is, which is quite laughable as it’s tame in comparison to the Harry stuff (eek!)

2. How old were you when you started writing fanfiction?

I was a teenager when I first started writing fics. I don’t know if I would consider it “proper” fanfic though as it was riddled with cliches.

3. What’s been your favorite fic that you’ve written to work on so far?

For the longest time I was proud of the second part of Divorce Harry and specifically the second part. It just felt real to write. I can’t even explain what it is about that piece.

I think at the time it stemmed from an ask I received where I was asked if I was a parent - I’m not - but this someone said I portrayed aspects of a marriage and how children can tip the balance really well.

The sheer bitterness of two people in love and the juxtaposed feeling it brings was an interesting dynamic. Being bitter and in love? How? It happens. You love someone, but bloody hell don’t you hate at the same time.

And I think on the hand Quarantine Harry is the opposite side of the same coin. I love it because it’s so happy. When you’re smitten and basking. Your baby waking you up at 3am and meeting your husband on the landing with the freshly made bottle is a time to enjoy because you’re doing it together.

But soon enough the third child is sprawled out in your kingsize bed and their foot is pressed against your ribs and you're tired. This isn’t me saying the two stories are linked (I do get those theories quite a lot haha)

4. Do you prefer AU or OU?

Definitely more of an OU gal. I’m massively into writing things “realistically” because I think it’s so relatable and helps draw readers in more so. Especially if the writing uses and references visuals that readers are aware of.

5. What’s your favorite trope to write?

Would we call a long-term relationship / established relationship a trope? If so then this is my favourite. Writing characters who know how to push each other’s buttons, knowing what they can and can’t say to get the other going. Being able to write two people who can share as little as a glance and know what the other is feeling.

Sprinkle a bit of angst on the top for good measure.

That’s my kryptonite.

6. What’s your ideal space to write in?

I tend to write when I’m in bed quite a bit, usually really late at night and on my phone rather than my laptop. Often lying in the dark. Sometimes first thing in a morning.

7. How do you get motivation to write?

This one made me laugh considering I’m unable to finish a single piece of writing at the minute.

Pictures are quite inspiring. New images of Harry can usually start something in me. The images of him in the whacky joggers for example from set have inspired a scene in Quarantine Harry (who knows for which part just yet!).

8. Do you typically like to listen to music when you write? If so, what do you listen to?

Very rarely listen to anything when I write, I tend to like silence really. Sometimes this is so I can dictate into my phone.

9. Your dialogue is some of the best I’ve ever read on tumblr, how do you plan conversations in your fics?

Thank you for the compliment, it’s really nice to read that you think so highly of my dialogue. I don’t really plan them - conversations or my fics. I’m quite visual in how I write, so anything that you’ve read I’ve most likely had it play out in my mind and typed it as it’s moved. For dialogue I tend to speak out loud as I’m typing to try and get the pacing right for the conversation.

No, I don’t try to do a Manc accent… Just in case anyone is wondering haha!

10. What is your writing process like?

I write what I see and then hope it fits. Honestly it’s pretty chaotic. The only time I tend to plan is when I’ve got a lot of different scenes written and I need to know if they’re suitable for an update or what order to place them.

Then I read through them and think about the characters and how they would be a certain time and move the documents into another document. Then I close all the tabs and cry cause my motivation is nonexistent.

11. What’s been your favorite scene to write from Quarantine Harry?

One that hasn’t been shared haha! I’m joking (maybe).

From part one my favourite bit has to be the part where she makes up with him by taking him a cuppa and he gets a dig in about how she hasn’t brought any biscuits with her. Also the bit where he says “come an’ love me” meaning he wants to cuddle. I’m quite conscious I don’t really ever write soppy fics, so when I’m writing “fluffy” aspects they’re more so everyday affections. Like, you know someone is properly in love with you when they’re doing the washing up cause you’re busy, or they’re taking out the bins on bin day. That kinda thing.

From part two absolutely the entirety of the morning where she takes the pregnancy test. That was the part I had as clear as day and I worked backwards to the opening scene. I really loved the idea of Harry knowing his partner is pregnant before said partner knows. Him knowing his lovers body like the back of his hand so much so that he’s able to pick up on the smallest of things.  I knew I had to write it.

And how he casually suggested she took the test, by pressing a kiss into her back. His face finding that test and then being an insufferable sod and pleased with himself cause he’s in the know about the outcome before the MC.

12. Is there a schedule you follow in terms of when you write? Or are you more impulsive and just write where and when you can?

So impulsive it’s actually embarrassing. I cringe at myself. I know I’ve mentioned this loads but I really write what I see. So if I’m not seeing anything, I’m not writing. It’s quite frustrating.

13. What is one thing you wish you would’ve known before you started writing?

To not talk about your writing before you’ve finished it. I feel like I massively let people down when I post sneak peeks and then I can’t deliver because life gets on top of me!

14. What do you prefer writing, multi-chaptered fics or one shots?

One shots and then if they develop into something more that can be exciting!

15. What's your secret to portraying such a complex and interesting relationship between your main characters??

Personal trauma…… *tumbleweed at another one of my poorly thought out jokes*

I’m a bit stumped on how to answer this one. I think being well read(ish) helps you create complex characters and relationships, not saying that I am but I’ve read a fair few books. Life in general helps too, sometimes personal relationships. Just growing up. My fic when I was younger was nowhere near the type of things I’m writing now but I’ve got a couple (okay, more than a couple!) of years on myself since then.

I think just apply your own lived experiences and call upon emotions you may have felt through certain times that you’re writing should you have experience it.

Partly I also think so many of us are a little bit nosy. Sometimes we all kinda want to be the fly on the wall in the home of couples to see if everything is a rosy as it seems or as intimate. Or whether it is just raw passion with a couple of arguments thrown in for good measure.

16. What Harry era/mood/look/vibe/song/etc. do you get most inspired by?

What’s weird is my favourite era of Harry is 2014, but I wouldn’t want to write him like that. The current Harry is quite marvellous. I’ve never known anyone like him, he really is fine wine (the real album title…. ‘we’ll be a fine wine’)

If you’re asking what mood I like to see him in, it’s either when he's pensive and looks a touch pissed off with a crease to his brow or when you watch his joke his eyes before he’s even said it and he’s amused/pleased with himself.

His current look, mainly late 2019/2020 is quite something (hence the quarantine fics)

I tend not to get inspired by his songs but my two faves if I had to pick would be Woman and TBSL. I think they’re massive Scorpio energy and would make great premises for a one shot sometime!

I’m not sure if I even answered this how you wanted it answer but hopefully it was something haha!

17. Who or what inspired you to start writing?

I’ve always loved writing, I think it’s because I do a lot of it with my line of work. The person that gave me the push on this site was actually an account called @meetyourmouths. The lovely Iz is no longer on tumblr but she wrote a Harry piece that just made me think ‘fuck it’ and I posted Practicing. If you go to that piece the authors note makes mention to Iz.

I would also say @stylishmuser was one of the first people to reach out to me and be encouraging which has always stuck with me. Massive love for, P and still talk to her all these years on.

I’m now sat here thinking about listing all the lovely lovely people who have been so nice to me both in regards to writing and outside of it and I’m conscious I’m not mentioning them. The troubles of being a bit of a people pleaser. Hopefully those people know I love ‘em… You know?

18. Some readers are wary of leaving feedback because they're unsure how the writer will take it, how do you personally like to receive feedback? Do you want to be critiqued, or would you like to just know if they did or didn't enjoy what they've read?

First thing I’d say is please don’t ever think as readers you can’t be negative. Sure there is a way to present the feedback to the author cause writing can be quite personal, but everyone has room for growth.

Just come chat to me. Can be about anything and everything. A simple ‘loved the update’ to ‘this bit was rubbish’. I’m open to all feedback.

One thing to remember is there are a lot of writers out there so there is something for everybody. If a fic isn’t for you there are tons out there waiting for you to go and grab ‘em!

19. Is writing a hobby or do you have aspirations of writing professionally outside of fanfiction?

I used to think it was mainly more so a hobby, and I do still lean towards this. However, now I’m not so sure. My problem is I tend to have long spells of not being able to find balance in my ‘real life’ job and the extra-curricular stuff.

I’m dragging myself here but I don’t think my fics have much plot to them. I’m more so about writing the everyday life and I don’t think there is a market for that really (unless you have something explosive happen somewhere).

20. And finally, What's your purpose for writing? What do you hope to accomplish?

For a while I wanted to write Harry being insufferably British. I found it quite hard to find writings that I thought wrote him using Britsh-isms (is this even a thing?) and types of phrases that are common over this side of the pond. I wanted to put that out there for someone who may have once felt like me.

Mostly,  I just want to put pieces out that take people elsewhere, even if only for a couple of minutes. A lot of the world is a bleak place, if you find my little corner on tumblr and it makes you smile, that’s achieved something, hasn't it?

[alicemitch09writes]

hi omg so lately i've been thinking about ulma again (it's jus that good that i still think about it even tho it ended long ago already ok 😭)

i've been thinking a lot about how neat it'd be if y/n ended up with one of the third years (specifically ojiro) post-ulma because of the bond she shared with them. i just really appreciate that they kept her going and still stayed in touch with her after they graduated? i just loved their dynamic, and it made me all soft thinking about the what-ifs had they ever crossed paths with each other in their careers.

so i visited your blog with the intention of re-binging ulma only to find outsider looking in and now i feel stupid because i don't know why i never considered that she'd end up with suna 😭 the story was everything i'd been craving

my heart felt for suna so much as i read oli! i really enjoyed the prospect of the two and how their lives continue to be entangled. suna being the bystander to her and atsumu's story, only wishing he could do more, be better for her, and to take atsumu's place. suna and y/n finding each other again after graduation, and even the high of realizing that he has a shot with her.

his insecurities catching up to him, and y/n standing her ground by saying no; my heart doesn't lie with atsumu, and it hasn't for a long time. you don't get to decided that for me, i love you 😭 where atsumu was her twin flame, suna is her soulmate. fawk 😭 i'm in my feelings now!

suna didn't want to be a selfish person when it came to y/n, and now she's practically asking him to allow himself the right to be selfish this once when it comes to his chance at love.

i have so many thoughts about oli. suna viewing him and y/n as something that could never happen, until it does. after all those years of silently pining. kaoru's protectiveness (bless his soul). how natural it is for reiki to just be there as part of the l/n family. and then there's atsumu 😭

i think it's true that atsumu was never in love with y/n as she said, at least maybe not in the way she was with him. it isn't until over the years after she decides to let go that i think atsumu truly falls in love with her romantically. it breaks my heart to know that y/n remains to be the one that got a way for him 😭 the atsumu at the end of ulma who, in a flurry of desperation and guilt, claimed that he wanted to try to not only love her as he already did, but to love her the same way she did him; and he did so on his own— all the while y/n was becoming smitten with suna 😭

suna went from hopelessly watching y/n from the sidelines, to becoming part of her life and treating her the way she deserved. never in his wildest dreams. when you think about it, the roles are reversed with suna and atsumu now.

also, yandere suna vibes /hj

you know what's funny? originally, i just wanted to write atsumu's story (when it was a one-shot idea at the time) but a thought/idea just nagged at me so hard. the idea was of suna having a crush on reader. i really didn't want to entertain it, but i ended up doing so -_-

also, i was inspired by a story called '16 chapels' that delved on a vulnerable suna that seemed like an interesting angle to take. considering that in almost all the fics i've read of him, he's either detached, uncaring, some fuckboy or druggie. i was also reminded of a few college friends who were pining on someone but never made a move out of fear of losing their friendship. in a way, i was a bit inspired by my younger sister, too. because they have a best friend with a guy that lasted for 7 years and they were really scared on making a move because they didn't want to lose their friendship with him, but eventually, they gave it a try and 3 years later, here they are: happy and in love.

as for the third years? i can't really see that happening, because all three of them just saw reader as a little sister, nothing more.

and as of writing 'outsider looking in', i felt really proud of myself with the progression of the fic. also, i was really excited to blindside y'all with who reader actually ended up with.

the way i look at it, atsumu had the idea of love in his head for mika, but that was just it: an idea. but with reader? it was something else, only he found out too late when she was ready to move on to the next phase of her life.

btw!

there's a smut version (again: I BLAME YOU WHORE READERS!) that tackles reader and suna's first time titled 'too much of a good thing' and a few fun stuff under the #outsiderlookingdrabble

thank you so much for the read sweetpea! stay safe now and please get yourself vaccinated!

honestly, i also entertained the idea of yandere atsumu /loljk

[genesisrose74]

inspired by you considering doing ships, i want you, if you would like to, to kin assign me based on my blogs because i’m very curious as to what (and who’s) vibes i give off. as many or as few as you want idm <3

AHHH YES CHAR I AM DOING ONE FOR ALL MY FANDOMS PER EACH OF YOUR BLOGS BECAUSE I CAN SEE SO MANY VIVIDLY, OKAY READY?? TOO BAD HERE THEY ARE

*****

Okay so your writing blog gives me super refined, dedicated, like if the word flourish was a person/blog lmao, but you also have your moments of simple fun and jokes—so here’s your kins from some of my primary fandoms:

Dsmp: Niki -> super sweet and organized, each word on your blog’s fics gives off this polished but super cute accent that literally no sane person can resist. the type to bake you something for no reason except to see you smile. has a villain arc but everyone loves the character regardless.

Haikyuu: Kiyoko -> literally the most celestial and beautiful person with a kind heart and soft words of encouragement. super mega skilled and very reliable person who puts effort into the things they care about. everyone can’t help their admiration - it just happens because woah.

BNHA: Nejire -> powerful but graceful, another presence that no one can willingly ignore. loves asking questions and making friends while on their journey of growth and discovery, and that positive/growth-centered attitude has gained peoples’ respect.

Attack on Titan: Pieck -> sweet, laid-back, and calm, but super headstrong when it comes to more serious situations. like the cool aunt but sprinkle some more badass in there. could take a bullet for the people they care about and then take a shot back at their foe while mortally wounded, no problem.

*****

Okay and then for your personal blog I also get reliability, but with much more attitude and a sprinkle of good satire that also makes you the funny person in your group of peers. No I do not take criticism here; take your kins and shush.

Dsmp: Captain Puffy -> a huge sweetheart but will absolutely whoop someone’s ass if they’re being irritating. Group mom energy but add more protective aggression and fun adventures and that’s the exact vibe.

Haikyuu: Yaku -> will bite your ankles and look cool doing it. a huge badass who retains a lot of respect, even when out of their comfort zone. cross the people they care about and prepare to never see the light of day again. super cool and funny; gets along with people who share their same passions very well.

BNHA: Yaoyorozu -> a leader figure who sometimes doubts themself but who is a consistently reliable pillar for others. puts the thoughts and feelings of others before their own needs in most - if not all - situations. academically thriving older sister type beat.

Attack on Titan: Ymir -> can and will insult you but in a loving way. anyone else tries that and you will never see their faces again. fiercely loyal to those deemed worthy of their friendship. not really a big sis or mom figure but definitely has some badass cousin energy. cross them and you’ll be forgiven, but don’t test the waters too often or face a bonk on the head.

[uthseikoashx-inflamedme]

Personal favourite HP (&FB) fanfictions (but unfortunately it’s mostly GGAD)

posted: 08-10-2020 edited: 08-24-2020

(really sorry for the mistakes! fanfics are better i swear)

I read several HP and FB fanfics during the last few months, and in order to sum up my favourite ones, here is this post. It’s entirely and obviously personal, and to be honest, it’s more something which is more supposed to help me than recommanding something to you

But I truly think those fanfictions are great, so if you didn’t already read them, you may enjoy them!

I might update it every now and then, by the way!

(most of them are already quite well-known though, sorry)

Put Your Guns Away, it’s Tea Time (52k) and Put Your Curse in Reverse (276k) (from the It’s Tea Time serie), written by ellizablue :

A very lovely, funny and well-written story which follows Albus Severus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy, Harry and Ginny Potter, the rest of the Potter-Weasley family and all of the surrounding people after the events of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.

It’s technically canon-compliant - the author created an amazing story based on HPCC - and did it so well! I admit I was a bit disappointed about HPCC when it had been published, but It’s Tea Time “fixed” all of the things I was confused about.

Albus’ and Scorpius’ relationship is adorable, both of them are interesting characters. Harry and Ginny are amiable and attentive parents, they protect people they love. James Sirius and Lily Luna are also great - and to be honest, all of the characters are refreshing, complex, ect. I could talk about it throughout countless of pages. So many themes are brilliantly treated. I still didn’t read the third opus of the series!

(if I should recommand one only series of HP fanfictions, I would recommand this one)

Several fanfictions written by meanwhiletimely :

Illumine (10k) :

In Prague in 1914, Albus Dumbledore goes to a Gellert Grindelwald’s brillant speech. The political discussion between Albus and Henry Potter, how Gellert is able to enthrall a breathless crowed, Gellert’s and Albus’ very special and intense relationship, the wonderful Christian imagery and parallels, the description of the surrounding world and the ambiance, Gellert’s speech... It is quite marvellous, well-written and perfectly bitter-sweet - more bitter than sweet though. Eventual smut, very good, but imo, it cannot be considered as the very heart of the text, even though the sexual tension is omnipresent. I can't help but read it oftenly, and everytime I'm amazed - it might be my favourite GGAD fanfiction in fact. Brilliant.

Extreme Incantations (10k) :

In order to find clues about the Elder Wand story, Albus and Gellert try a “decadent, degenerate, deranged” ritual. A lot of smut, but again, their relationship and their psychology are absolutely central. I loved how they are portrayed, loved to discover Gellert’s thoughts and point of view. Again, it’s brilliantly bitter-sweet - even quite heartbreaking. Like Illumine, I have so much more to say, but I’ll stop here and just say: if you are interested by Summer of 1899 fanfictions, you could be delighted to discover it.

The Seer in the Tower (2k5) and Collateral (3k) are as great as Illumine and Extreme Incantations. In the first one, Tom Riddle meets Gellert Grindelwald after 1945 ; in the second one, Gellert and Ariana talk thanks the Resurection Stone. Light Bringer (10k), which sums up the Summer of 1899, is also amazing - incredibly painful, hopeless and horrendous, and Gellert Grindelwald is definitely not a good person - but still amazing.

Thirty-Five Owls (11k) by Letterblade :

After 1945, Albus and Gellert sent letters to each other - and I will add nothing more about the plot. A quite famous fanfiction - published in 2008 - and rightfully recognised as a brillant one. Beautifully written, the tag "Everything Hurts" is accurate, constantly breathtaking. I loved more than everything else the end - overwhelming, and yet so simple. Even canon-compliant, what more could we ask? In a nutshell, an unmissable work.

White (2k) (M) by Vandrerska :

“The story Gellert Grindelwald would tell if somebody took the trouble to ask.”, or a magnificiently well-written 1st person POV fic with Gellert talking about Albus and 1899. Here is the same vibe we already have in Thirty-Five Owls, but with the benefit of a heart-to-heart conversation between Gellert and the reader directly. Needless to say that both of the hearts involved in the conversation are broken. I love how it is written (but it is no surprise, well-crafted angsty texts like this one own my heart). 

nobody else but me (5k) by Roflskate :

After meeting Percival Graves and starting a correspondence with the very head of MACUSA's Department of Law Enforcement in 1926, Albus Dumbledore thinks he's finally ready to move on from Gellert Grindelwald. Well, if you saw Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, you know he's not.

I'm fond of the plot: the way we, as readers, already know how that story is doomed to end, is the very heart of the text - and speaking of the end, I loved it - just like Thirty-Five Owls, simple and heartrending. Again, bitterness is back. Beware of the manipulation and the very questionable consent, it's literally the plot.

(btw, this work inspired this post: GG as Hogwarts teacher/librarian before FBaWtFT: where are the fanfics? (if someone wants to write it please i will be pretty happy))

(In every bloody fanfiction I recommend Albus is suffering, sorry about that) (and it's not going to end with the next fanfic) (suffering is inherent to the character though so)

The Trial of Albus Dumbledore (51k) by Aurora_xx :

In this post-FBCoG AU, Albus Dumbledore is questioned about his relations with Gellert Grindelwald. But before his trial, he unknowingly took Veritaserum. To be honest, I felt it first as a “satisfying” AU: people we don’t like became a bit ridiculous, people we like get through (well, mostly).

Nonetheless, it’s more than that: the trial scene is incredibly tense, the consequences are terrible, and we want to see what's going to happen next. Moreover, the character development is suprisingly remarkably well-done - Vinda Rosier has an amazing backstory, for example; Newt and Newt’s friends are also very likeable, complex, etc. We love to hate Travers, Grindelwald is a character we eventually support (for specific reasons, mostly because he’s powerful, self-confident, rather hilarious and badass, but also a bit more human than we could think). And all we want to do is taking care of Albus.

It’s definitely a really pleasant fanfiction - but not an “easy” one, there are a lot of hard themes and very tense scenes, etc. This story is still considered as a WIP, though the five first chapters are already enough. 

Three fics of mautadite :

A Metaphor for Change (1k) (M) : I will just rewrite the summary here, so: "Five things Albus could not bring himself to say to Gellert. (One of them is a lie.)”. I really liked it, it is angsty - but the sweetest way, the very sad way.

To Be Great (0.3k) (G) : What Albus and the Sorting Hat said when Albus put the Hat on his head for the first time. Really a relevant and sharp character study. Again, I felt a hint of a sweet kind of angst. I wonder if I am the only one, you tell me.

Love Letters (6k) (E) : Scenes of Gellert’s and Albus’ life from 1995 to 1899 - often conversations, so say hello to well-crafted relationships between mc and other characters. Here comes the angst again (I think the author writes Albus and Gellert that way - or maybe, the characters are meant to be suffused by angsty undertones). The fact that we go back in time hurts a lot, because every smile they have are perverted by our knowledge of what happens next - the happiness won’t last, and really, it hurts. Canon compliant.

GGAD works of verivala (bloodtroth on tumblr)

Many short one-shots, from fluff to angst - sometimes droll, sometimes soft, often painful, quite always (a bit or a lot) bitter-sweet. You might at least find few of them interesting.

Grindeldore one-shots (22 works)

Grindeldore requests (5 works)

Grindeldore prompt fills (38 works)

L’Indiscible (190k) by Neaniver279

This one is a French one! Deux ans après la fin de la guerre, Percy Weasley - profondément meurtri par la mort de Fred, de laquelle il s’estime responsable - est renvoyé par une mystérieuse potion au 25 décembre 1975. Plusieurs élèves de Poudlard attirent son attention et son affection, voire un en particulier, Sirius Black.

Un pairing très inhabituel qui fonctionne bien ; un Percy Weasley passionnant - faillible, perdu dans ses doutes et sa culpabilité, mais avec une répartie, une malice et une sensibilité hors du commun ; des Maraudeurs et des jumeaux Weasley attachants, avec une personnalité définie et nuancée ; une idée originale géniale, car si le voyage dans le temps ouvre des portes à une nouvelle palette de réflexions et d’expériences pour Percy, il permet aussi d’intégrer un mystère et de la tension autour de la potion, l’Indiscible.

Pas d’underage, mais une relation prof-élève tout de même - tout du moins, pendant un segment de l’histoire. Intéressante, touchante, très drôle, amère, complexe et pathétique. WIP.

Thanks for reading, I hope it had helped!

Thanks to all of the authors also! You are brave, tenacious and doing an amazing work. Thanks a lot! :)

(And of course, beware of the tags, if you are triggered by specific content - homophobia, blood, hospital, violence, explicit sex scenes, manipulation, death, etc)

08-24-2020 edit: Thirty-Five Owls, nobody else but me and verivala’s works added. 02-18-2021 edit: White and mautadite’s works added.

(08-24-2020: i’m also currently interested by Kierkegarden’s works, an already quite inevitable GGAD author, I might add some of them later)

[bigskydreaming]

So I’ve been going through all my old Scrivener files and rounding up all the various fics and updates I’m planning on queuing up to post during the month/however-the-fuck-long I’m bedridden after surgery in a couple weeks. Which includes Teen Wolf as well as Batfics, FYI. 

Anyway, came across this old WIP that I never ended up posting because I ultimately thought it felt too similar to both Where Wild Things Are and Lightning Crashes, just in different ways....not enough that any of them were derivative of each other, but enough that I wasn’t super inspired to continue writing it because the vibe I was going for with it, I was already getting from writing those other two fics.

But I still liked it and think there was some good stuff there, so what the hell. Here’s an opening from a never-planning-on-finishing-it Scallison AU, where things diverged from canon right after the Hale fire six years pre-pilot, and there was a different-from-canon McCall pack at war/trying to survive Peter’s pack in its attempts to stamp theirs out. 

The Scallison part starts out in the vein of the ABC show Revenge, where Scott’s initially just trying to keep an eye on the hunters in town/figure out where the Argents land in all of this, but then, y’know. The feelings happen.

Anyway, it was chock full of my favorite TW writing tropes - runaway/long lost Scott, pack politics, side characters turned main characters, scheming, double-dealing, Scott Is A Goddamn Genius and No I Do Not Accept Constructive Criticism On This Matter For It Is Wrong....you know, my usuals.

I did have a pretty extensive outline/summary for the rest of the fic and my plans for it, that I can post if there’s any interest in reading that and seeing where this was going. *Shrugs* Just let me know.

WHAT THE FIRES LEFT BEHIND

Scott McCall came home on a Tuesday.

For Allison, that didn’t mean much at first.  Her only context for the mass text was the bemused quirking of Lydia’s lips and a rather underwhelming ‘Huh.’ Then a shrug and a flick of her hair, and her best friend by default returned to ruffling through the Macy’s clearance rack with a vengeance.

“Awful. Grotesque. Needs to be set ablaze, immediately - ”

Allison nodded to herself and bore continued witness to Lydia’s evisceration of every hack designer of every fashion atrocity present, though sadly, the novelty of that had long since worn off. It was 7 pm on a school night. They’d been scouring the mall for something to meet Lydia’s approval for three hours already, and Allison did have trigonometry homework she could be torturing herself with instead, so….

Tough call. Hard choices had to be made. Allison steeled herself for battle and called Lydia Martin on her bullshit.

“Why are we here again? You hate Macy’s, and you absolutely despise clearance items.”

“I know that, and you know that.” Lydia emerged from a forest of polyester blouses wearing a look of disdain that had a ph level that would put any acid in the school’s chem lab to shame. “But I’m trying to see if I can find something here to start a trend with anyway.  Call it…a social experiment.”

“Hmm.” Allison nodded again thoughtfully. Briefly, she considered mercy. But she had just wasted three hours of her life. And mercy wasn’t really the Argent family way. 

She pulled the trigger. “You sure its not called Daddy cut your spending limit?”

Her melodrama-prone friend threw her hands up as if to express the whole world had gone mad and nothing made any sense. “It’s like he’s not even trying to buy my affection anymore!”

Allison coughed into her hand to smother a giggle. Being able to so easily rile up her friend when all others’ attempts dashed themselves harmlessly upon Her Majesty’s porcelain mask of perfection? Still her favorite sport next to archery. But certain social norms must be respected. One didn’t openly mock a friend in such obvious distress. She quickly changed the subject. For Lydia’s sake, really.

“So who’s Scott McCall?”

Lydia paused midway through working herself up to a truly tickets and popcorn-worthy rant, thrown by the sudden segue. “What?”

Allison waved her phone, flashing the mass text Danny had sent out to pretty much everyone in the Beacon County zip code.

“Scott McCall’s back. He just walked into the Sheriff’s Station. Stiles saw him himself,” she read out loud. “Who’s Scott McCall?”

“Oh. That.” Lydia tore her horrified gaze away from a leopard print mini-skirt and shrugged. “He’s this guy from our class who disappeared seven years ago. You know that Dunbar kid’s stepmom, Melissa? It’s her son.”

“Wait, seriously? And he’s our age? How have I never heard about this before?”

“I don’t know, Allison,” Lydia rolled her eyes. “Maybe because normal people don’t talk about things that depress them? It was a long time ago anyway.”

“I can tell it had a real effect on you,” Allison said, with just a touch of acid herself.

“I’m in the midst of a personal financial crisis currently. I’ll care when its over. Besides, its not like anyone has any details yet. Pointless gossip is for the peasants.”

“So what happened anyway?” Allison asked. Lydia shot her a look and she smiled innocently. “What? I’m comfortable with my peasant status. And I’ve lived here almost two years now and never heard a word about this. How can I not be curious?”

“Well this was an utter waste of time,” Lydia said under her breath as she gingerly replaced a sequin-studded monstrosity back on the rack, seemingly preoccupied once more. Or possibly just flat-out ignoring her. 

The menace of the malls then raised her eyes to the ceiling as if despairing at the world at large, heaved a sigh that was practically a soliloquy unto itself, and ran her fingers through her hair in some kind of ritual of self-composure. 

Once she’d observed the proper formalities for conceding her quest was officially a failure - at least, Allison was pretty sure that’s what she was doing, though she’d rather not commit to that, given that some of the intricacies of her friend’s habits still eluded her grasp - Lydia finally slung her purse over her shoulder and set off towards the exit with an imperious wave of her head. 

It was only when her brisk walk stalled out while waiting for the garage elevator that Her Highness deigned to address the lowly commoner’s curiosity. 

Allison just sighed internally. She’d long since made her peace with her friend’s little power games. They were entertaining as often as they were exasperating, so it was sort of a pick your battles type situation, and Allison preferred to err on the side of not waking the beast beneath Lydia’s deceptively dainty exterior.

“You know about the Hale fire, right?” Lydia asked.

Allison nodded. It wasn’t an everyday topic of conversation by any means, but it had come up at least once or twice since her family moved to Beacon Hills two years prior. Talk of the tragedy had even made an appearance in her own home, in a couple of muffled shouting matches between her parents that she’d only caught bits and pieces of.

“Yeah, my Aunt Kate actually lived around here back then. That was the fire that killed that whole family, right?”

“Right. So it was pretty much right around that same time. Scott went missing just a few days after. A lot of people even wondered if there might have been a connection, there were rumors the fire was arson, I don’t know. It was a whole thing, and we were only ten at the time, you know? Anyway, Scott’s dad was this hotshot FBI agent. There were search parties for like two months, but they never found a body or anything. Most people eventually figured it probably had something to do with one of his dad’s cases.”

“And now he’s back,” Allison prodded when Lydia lapsed into silence. The smaller girl just chewed on her lower lip, staring at the wall of the garage almost pensively.

“And now he’s back,” she echoed with a distracted nod of her head.

“That’s....interesting,” Allison offered tentatively. She wasn’t entirely sure what to make of the mood that had fallen over her friend, like a spell had settled upon her the moment she’d actually stopped and reflected on her memories of the events in question. 

It seemed somewhat conspicuous to her that Lydia made no mention of who Scott was beyond just the victim of some strange small-town mystery, and so she was uncertain just how cautiously she needed to tread here. Had they been childhood friends? Mere acquaintances? Something else, likely as baffling and unexpected as most things about Lydia Martin tended to be?

But the born and raised Beacon Hills native just shrugged one shoulder listlessly and twirled a strand of strawberry-blond hair around a finger.

“It’s something,” she said at last. The elevator arrived at their level with an almost cheerful-sounding ding that was at odds with the somber mood they stood draped in. Lydia shook herself, a full body kind of motion not unlike a dog drying itself off.

“Are you coming?” She tossed over her shoulder at Allison, sounding almost exasperated, as though she hadn’t been the one just standing there staring at the wall for a good ten seconds after the elevator doors had slid open.

Allison sighed and shook her head, but she held back any retort and instead simply followed her friend down into the lower levels of the garage. Now was not the time to pursue...whatever that whole thing had been, just now. 

Lydia Martin had just unwillingly displayed an emotional reaction in front of another person. It was too dangerous to prod for further weak spots in her armor without letting at least a day or two pass first.

The self-styled Queen of Beacon Hills had relieved commoners of their heads for lesser offenses than that.

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INKED - TioStyles

We all know how hard it is to find new writers on tumblr (let’s face it, it’s hard to do anything on tumblr these days), and that sometimes means talent gets buried. So, as two writers, we wanted to do something to highlight the wonderful talent the Harry Styles fandom has.

If you’d like to take part, or you have a writer you’d like to see get some recognition, fill out this handy form HERE! Please don’t be shy about putting yourself forward, this isn’t a popularity contest, this is about you and your writing being found. We’re also on Wattpad so if you have an author on there you’d like us to talk to, feel free to suggest them.

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Our author this round is @tiostyles!

You can find their writing here: TUMBLR

When did you start writing?

I started writing stories when I was in like second grade, pretty much falling in love with it right there at 8 years old. But I started writing fanfic when I was in middle school.

Tell us your 1D/Harry origin story.

I saw a photo of Harry on Tumblr in like 2010/2011 and I genuinely thought he was someone else so I paid no mind, but then I saw them more and more and looked them up and watched the WMYB video and the rest is history. I stuck with Harry, though, because I was actually already hyping up his solo career to my friend after Zayn left and I’m glad he didn’t disappoint 2015 me.

Tell us why Harry is your muse.

The most important reason is that I find myself relating to him a lot and he’s honestly helped me, over the past 8 years, become a better person.

Do you tell people you write fanfic? Do you tell people you write at all?

No. I tell people I like to write my free time, but that’s it.

Do you have a writing playlist, or do you need complete silence to write?

I don’t have a playlist but I do usually listen to music when I write because I find a lot of inspiration in the sounds mostly and I use the vibes of songs to help with setting the tones of stories.

Favorite thing you’ve ever written?

I don’t think it’s the best thing I’ve ever written, but my story (The Heart) Wants What It Wants is definitely my favorite. I have gone back and reread it so many times and I think about it all the time lol.

Name your favorite things you've ever read, fanfiction and non-fanfiction.

For fanfiction, one that sticks out is this really old Liam fic that I’ve read multiple times called Rescue Me by @some1dfanfiction on tumblr. Another one I loooove that is a one-shot called In The Morning by @stylesunchained. Another favorite is The Golden Hour by standingfacingwest.

For non-fanfiction, my all-time favorite book is A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini.

Do you lean toward one genre over others? What are your favorites?

In the fan fiction realm, I tend to read more enemies to lovers because it’s my absolute favorite (if that is considered a genre?) but in general, I do lean a little more toward contemporary and sometimes fantasy, depending on my mood. I really love historical fiction and I don’t read enough of it. I’ve also come to enjoy more non-fiction things as well like biographies and case studies.

Do you have a fixed plan of what you’re going to write, or do you just see where the story takes you?

Try to have somewhat of a plan, but I don’t always and sometimes even when I do plan things out, I tend to change things as I write so my process is a little bit of an unorganized mess, not really completely one way or the other.

Is there a schedule you follow in terms of when you write? Or are you more impulsive and just write where and when you can?

Impulsive. I tried doing a schedule and fell behind. I’m just not someone who can write whenever, I definitely struggle with motivation.

Are your stories driven by plot or character?

I think they’re mostly driven by character. I spend a lot of time on dialogue and actions more than anything else and trying to actively convey a character based on what they say and do rather than descriptions.

Some readers are wary of leaving feedback because they’re unsure how the writer will take it, how do you personally like to receive feedback? Do you want to be critiqued, or would you like to just know if they did or didn’t enjoy what they’ve read?

I would definitely welcome any kind fo feedback as long as it isn’t non-constructive hate. I want to know if they liked it or not but I also want to know why. And I especially love when people quote parts of the story in their feedback that they really enjoyed. This is pretty cliche, but it really is just very heartwarming to know that something I created has affected someone in any way.

Do you use a beta? If so, feel free to give them a shout out! How do they help you?

I don’t, but I definitely should! I was lucky enough to have @verorax helping me with my 1dffexchange last year and she really made such huge differences in my writing and made my own editing better because I tend to not write in the simplest way possible. So, now I’m always looking at sentences that sound weird and trying to figure out how to say it in more concise ways.

Is writing a hobby or do you have aspirations of writing professionally outside of fanfiction?

It is just hobby and I’ve always said I’d love to write a book one day, but I don’t think it would ever be my career.

Do you post your writing in other places? Where do you you find to be the best place for your work?

I’ve posted on Wattpad only recently, but I’m still pretty faithful to Tumblr. I’m not really sure where the best place is to be honest. I’m still testing the waters with Wattpad at the moment.

Favorite writing trope?

Enemies to lovers. Of course I found a way to already have answered this question.

AU or OU?

AUs. I enjoy creating my own worlds and giving my own personality traits to the face claims I choose rather than being restricted to how, for example, Harry might actually behave based on what we know about him. No hate OUs though, I still like them too!

Preferred types of writing: Blurbs, short stories, or full fics?

Full fics, even though I don’t write them enough. I like creating OFCs and really going deep into developing their personality. I, once again, tend to feel little restricted when I do shorter things with a Y/N instead, even though I do those a lot more often lol

Do you draw anything from your personal life? What inspires your subject matter?

All the time. I think my main inspiration is my own experiences and it always tends to turn out better when I write about something I know because I can be really detailed without worrying that I’m wrong. But, I also get a lot of inspiration from movies and music. For example, in my story Counting Stars, the concept for it is pretty heavily inspired by a mix of outside sources, like the song it’s named after by One Republic, the movies Pursuit of Happiness, Coyote Ugly, and (a little bit) The Basketball Diaries.

What’s your purpose for writing? What do you hope to accomplish?

I just hope to be able to write something that someone can get so lost in that it inspires them to create something of their own.

And finally, do you have any advice or tips for fellow fanfiction writers?

Just to have fun with it and not get so bogged down by lack of recognition. I know how hard it is, I still see lack of notes or feedback and doubt myself all the time, but it’s something I’m trying to get better at. Because even if only one person likes what you write, that person still matters and you’ve still affected them enough for them to come and tell you how much they liked what you wrote and that’s what should be the most important. Not whether or not you have 1,000+ notes on something. Also, I would encourage everyone to step out of your comfort zones every now and then and write something you wouldn’t normally, or take a popular trope and really make it your own. It’s really good practice on getting better with writing!

[canonskyrissian]

For the writer ask meme— 4 & 9 & 23 (if you want!!) 😻

thank you kind anon ♥

4. Share a sentence or paragraph from your writing that you’re really proud of (explain why, if you like)

- from chapter 25 of the return of hope:

“Finn,” Rey said, feeling like she was blushing, but she kept going. “Until I met you I thought I’d never leave Jakku or find my family. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be standing here right now. And if it wasn’t for your friendship, your love, I couldn’t have done any of the things I’ve done.”

    Finn smiled, clearly holding back tears. “I could say the same. While I did break from the First Order on my own, I was ready to just run. You inspired me to fight back. So I’m standing here because of you just as much as you’re here because of me.”

    Rey sniffled and wrapped her arms around Finn. Finn squeezed back and they whispered, at exactly the same time, “Thank you.”

I’m just so proud of how that came out~ if you’ve been following me for a while you probably know by now that I consider this fic as canon and this bit is what was the heart of the fic: finn and rey’s friendship and how they needed each other throughout the story.

9. Are you more of a drabble or a longfic kind of writer? Pantser or plotter? Do you wish you were the other?

- somewhere in the middle for both. I love writing fics that are longer than 1k but I usually write one-shots, and I usually have a rough outline especially for the longer fics but with plenty of room for making stuff up as I go along

23. What’s the story idea you’ve had in your head for the longest?

- sequel trilogy rewrite but I don’t know if I vibe with it enough to actually write it. tros really took out a lot of my enthusiasm for those characters, so I’ve been sticking with ot characters and I’m currently planning a sequel for my role swap au, which is another idea I’ve had in my head for a while

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[mcwriting]

starstruck (3)

So after my post earlier about how I’m still planning on writing for Tom, I figured I’d follow through with my promise to post this chapter that I made last week. I like this chapter. It’s kinda cute but still got the “actually we h8 each other” vibe going on.  

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9

Fandom: Tommo Holland

Ship: Tom Holland x Reader eventually

Setting: LA

Word Count: 1366

Warnings: i actually don’t think there’s any here, but lmk if there should be

Rating: K+ still because nothing’s happened lol

Background: part 3 of my DCOM inspired fic

B/f/n: your best friend’s name

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Previously on starstruck...

Tom’s cologne

You sat up, sniffing around the sheets, pillows, and covers, realizing he had left his scent everywhere. 

“I need to wash these sheets tomorrow” you breathed to yourself in an annoyed tone. 

With that you laid back down, glad that b/f/n wasn’t there to ask whose scent was all over your bed. Though you tried to convince yourself that you wanted the smell gone, had anyone been watching, they couldn’t deny the way you sunk into the bed and the faint smile that made its way to your lips as you drifted into slumber.

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You padded over the sand, exhausted but sticking to your word.

After a quick dance class, you had rinsed off and headed to a lowly populated beach in Malibu, where Tom was supposed to be waiting for you “in disguise.” 

You smiled upon realizing his disguise was a new baseball cap, board shorts, and sunglasses unlike the kind he normally wore. You too were in a disguise of sorts, wearing a flowing sarong over your swimsuit, a white, broad-rimmed floppy hat, and a small beach tote slung over your shoulder.

He was sitting on a bench, looking nervous, probably afraid of getting caught with you again. You sat down at a bench nearby and shot him a text.

Look to your 2 o’clock. Don’t make it obvious

He looked at his phone, then to the left, seconds later realizing 2 o’clock was on his right. You locked eyes and both grinned, then he made his way to you. 

“Fancy meeting you here. It must be fate for us to keep running into each other like this.” 

You gave him a push on the shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let’s just get this thing over with.”

You walked together along the water, seeing only a few people along the way who were too either focused on the waves or relaxed in the sand to care who was going by. The cool ocean tide distracted from the hot summer air.

“You were right about everyone thinking that picture was me. B/f/n showed it to me yesterday and thought we were ‘like twins.’ I lied about it, but tons of the fan pages who saw the picture from the premiere think it’s me again. What should we do?”

Tom looked down at his sandy feet in thought, both of you stopping and letting the remnants of waves wash up past your ankles.

“I know you ‘don’t like me,’” he used air quotes for emphasis, “so we should play on that, you know. I just won’t make a statement about it and you can go on your Instagram story and say something about it not being you, yeah?”

“So you’re gonna make me do all the work? That’s cold, man,” you joked, nodding at the decent idea. “I think it could work.”

You eventually started walking back towards the parking lot when you distantly heard a man’s voice say “is that Tom Holland? And that girl?”

Your eyes widened and you leaned over to Tom, whispering, “did you hear that too? We need to go.” 

You started walking faster, the soft sand making your calves ache. You began to hear more male voices getting closer and risked a glance over your shoulder. They were beginning to follow you and you made it known to Tom.

“Come on,” he grabbed your hand, “I think I know where we can hide.”

You both began running, his fingers wrapped tightly around your palm, and you let yourself be pulled by him. You ducked around a building, then jogged through a wooded area. Finally, you found a small cement shack.

“Please tell me this isn’t what I think it is?” you pleaded, a terrible smell emitting from it.

“Sorry! It’s the first place I could think of. Plus, it’s big enough to fit us both!”

You shot him an angry look, but stepped into the public restroom anyways, Tom following behind and locking the door. The single roomed bathroom was wet and musty, but thankfully big enough that you didn’t have to press against Tom, though the proximity allowed you to get a whiff of his cologne again.

Maybe later you would remember to ask what he wears. Not because it reminded you of him, but because the smell was relaxing and seemed to put you to sleep (at least that’s what you tried to convince yourself). 

Sunlight flowed in from some open slits between the wall and roof, giving you some decent light to see each other. 

You looked down to see your hands still holding each other’s, highlighted by a stray sunbeam. He followed your gaze and you both let go dangerously fast. 

A few moments later, you heard footsteps and one of the people saying, “God it smells awful here. You really think they disappeared to this nasty beach bathroom?” 

“It’s worth a shot, I’ll knock on the door,” another answered.

There were three bangs on the metal door and you both looked at each other, not knowing what to do. You thought on your feet and decided to say something.

“Hey! This thing’s occupied, give me another ten or fifteen minutes!” you yelled, deepening your voice and doing a random accent that wasn’t your own, the sound echoing around the walls.

“Oh, uh, sorry about that…” the man trailed. They discussed where you and Tom could’ve gone again, admitting defeat and deciding to go back to the city in the hopes they’d find someone else to bother and make money off of. 

You waited another ten minutes after hearing their footsteps leave before peeking outside. With no one in sight, you stepped out into the open again, breathing in some fresh air. 

You waved to Tom, signaling him to follow. You both carefully made your way back through the woods and found yourselves standing near the parking lot, hidden behind a large tree.

“Well, that was fun, I guess,” you wondered aloud, turning to Tom.

“Yeah, we should definitely do it again sometime,” he grinned, you shooting him a glare followed by a grin of your own.

“There’s my car,” you pointed, “I guess we oughta head our separate ways.”

“Oh right, about that…”

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You navigated through the city traffic, glad your car had been returned from the shop but incredibly frustrated that Tom didn’t have his own. 

He made the excuse that his brothers had dropped him off to go hang out somewhere else, figuring that you could just take him to meet them when you were done, not thinking about the potential of being photographed again.

You sat in silence for a bit before finally getting tired of it.

“I’m gonna play some music. Any requests?” you began, opening up spotify on your phone.

Tom shook his head, so you opened up your personal playlist, clicking on your favorite Shawn Mendes song.

“Hey, I really like this song! You know, Shawn Mendes and I actually follow each other on instagram,” he bragged, earning a surprised glance from you.

“That’s actually pretty cool. I enjoy his music a lot.”

Tom agreed and a few seconds later, you began singing along under your breath, and soon after, Tom had joined you.

A couple songs later, and you were both belting the pop songs in your playlist at the tops of your lungs, the commute back towards Tom’s hotel feeling somewhat enjoyable. 

You also couldn’t help but notice that his voice was… good? You were inclined to let him know, but also considered how that could mess with the whole “enemies” thing going on between you.

You snapped back to reality when Tom’s phone rang, the sound piercing the air. You paused the music so he could answer. 

“Hey what’s going on? Uh huh. No, we actually have it handled. I might or might not be with her right now… no it’s fine. Seriously, we are laying low! We’re on the way to the hotel right now. Alright, alright I’ll see what I can do. See you in a few.”

And with that, he hung up, turned to you, and said, “That was my manager. Apparently we’ve got a problem.”

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A/N: there’s part 3, finally! I finished it a few days ago but never got around to posting it. I’m sorry it’s short again, but I think 4 is gonna be longer, but also 4 is gonna have some angsty tension soooo... stick around for that! As always, y’all are awesome and ily.

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