#currently writing a fic thats like Filled with this idea

[suffarustuffaru]

sometimes i think subaru is in the envy route because he has gender envy...

anon i agree with you so much i love this interpretation a lot. like i imagine he may have this intermingling of attraction to other people for their looks with the gender envy—another flavor of do i want to be WITH them or be them. subaru’s just got all this interesting admiration-tinged envy its a big hc of mine and i love exploring it in fancontent!! <3

[elliesanqel]

catharsis but dom ellie pls pls pls Im begging😭

take it

sypnosis; roles are switched—seth spits out a nasty comment at ellie, causing your anger to flare up. she decided it was best to take you home, until she decides to find a way to control your anger.

cw; angst, smut, dom!ellie, sub!fem reader, car sex, strap use (referred to as a cock), oral sex, rough fucking, spitting, multiple orgasms, fluff, r!receiving all, men and minors dni.

a/n; there was a few reqs to write dom!ellie for this fic and i looove the idea so here it is! and ohhh if she ever looked at me like that…endgame!! and also, if i haven’t done your request yet, i promise i am either currently working on getting it posted, or im still writing it. a few will get released this week!

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your eyes narrowed at seth, your whole body filling with heat as ellie just looked at him, her look almost puzzled. you werent doing anyone any harm, just purely kissing. thats it. yet it still gave seth the ability to spit out some homophobic comment one way or another. ellie was your girl, your princess. if anyone was even slightly rude—it’d make you angry. you just thought she was too precious to even be made fun of at all. she noticed the way your face twisted with disgust, and she knew you’d say something if she didnt act—causing her to take your hand in hers softly. “lets go.” she whispers, not wanting to cause a scene.

your eyes finally left seth, looking at ellies pleading face and softening when you did, but the anger still bubbled. you thought it was probably best to just leave instead of causing a scene infront of everyone. even though seth had already done half the job—you didnt want to finish it. you let ellie take you outside into the fresh air, her hand tightening around yours for reassurance. you didnt dare look at her, feeling to angry to even speak.

she knew—so she just walked hand in hand with you to the car. there was a big problem, though. ellie hated it when you didnt talk to her. she preferred talking it out and letting you rant to her, she hated awkward silence. she let go of your hand, watching you storm off to the passenger seat. she scoffed, taking the keys out of her pocket and opening the car, getting in and starting it.

“dont.” she begins, her voice firm as her hands grip the steering wheel, pulling out of the car park. you scoff, still staying quiet and you could tell she wasnt a fan of your growing attitude. “scoffing at me now? you’re brave.” she furrows her brows, her eyes stuck on the road as one hand stays on the wheel, the other on the gear lever. you roll your eyes, testing the waters as much as you could. you wanted this all to be over and the best way for you to do that was so stay silent and bottle it up. but not for ellie.

“baby, seriously,” she begins, her head rolling a little in annoyance. “drop the attitude. none of this is my fault, unfortunately theres always gonna be people like seth and theres nothing we can do. you know that, right?” she explains, firmness still in her voice as her eyes glance over at you before back onto the road.

you sigh, looking at your hands as you fiddle with your thumbs. “i know, but seriously why do we always have to be the ones to say something? nobody else said anything.” you groan as she listens to your rants.

she takes in a breath, understanding where you were coming from. “i know, sweetheart. trust me, i do. but we have to deal with it. you dont always have to defend me, im fine.” she explains, but clearly ut wasnt enough for you. you laugh sarcastically, the anger clearly still swarming you. “dont, ellie. dont make light of this situation, you know damn well its fucked up. so dont you fucking—“ you get louder, but before you can continue, she swerved the car to the side of the empty road, parking it. you gasp at her sudden move, confusion clouding your mind. “what the fuck was that fo—“ you begin, but she cuts you off again.

“lose that attitude and get in the fucking backseat.” she demands, her voice firm. you knew she wanted no argument but the way her voice went from reassuring to demanding in the matter of seconds led you to just listen to her words. you slowly unbuckle your seatbelt and get into the backseat of her car, looking at her as you did. her eyes never left you as you moved, her hand reaching into the glovebox, to her strap.

she took it into the backseat with her, her hands immediately wrapping around your thighs and placing you on your back along the seats and she crawled on top of you, parting your legs so she hovered inbetween them, her lips inching to your ear as her breath was hot on your skin. “angry, arent you? well i’ll make you a deal, baby. you take it like a good girl and i’ll fuck that anger out of you, hm?” she whispers, her voice almost mocking. leaving your eyes wide as you felt your body already growing limp under her touch.

your whole body shivered, leaning against the door of the car, eyes never leaving hers. she smirked at you, her look stern yet soft at the same time. with that, her hands reach up, tugging at your jeans, unzipping them and pulling them down—letting you lift your hips to help her tug them off and discard them somewhere, not really caring where. the heat that was growing between your thighs now displayed infront of her face, looking at the wetness pooled there like it was liquid gold. she smirked, both of her hands hooking around your thighs and pulling them further apart for her, her eyes never leaving yours as her tongue darted out, swiping all the way up your wet cunt.

your head falls back against the door, a whine emmiting from your lips—your hand instantly flying to her hair and pushing her mouth closer onto your needy pussy—to which she almost hiccups from the force of your hand. she props herself up a little further, her hands kneading your thighs slowly as her tongue works on your bundle of nerves, swirling around it, her lips making a pop sound every time they left your pussy for her to take a breath, but after she delved right back in, eating you out like she was a starved woman.

she hungrily darts her tongue into your pulsing hole, dabbing it in and out which caused your thighs to squish her head and a string of moans to fall out your mouth. she let out a hum against your cunt, before slipping her tongue out and her lips leaving too. her eyes left your gleaming pussy, looking up at you through her lashes as she slowly spits, letting her saliva drip down onto, your mouth opening a little with a gasp—before she breaks eye contact and leans back down. her tongue licks all the way up your folds, pushing her tongue back into your aching hole, causing you to grip her hair harder, her thick auburn locks tangled in your fingers. “s—shit! ellie, oh my…fuuuu—“ you choke out, your back arching.

“fuck,” she whimpers against your pussy, her brows furrowing as her own heat was needing attention as she ate you out. your body began shaking as you could feel her warm tongue darting in and out of you, your hand gripping her hair hard, pushing her in closer as you felt your high coming. her eyes flickered closed, knowing you were close. she quickened her pace, dipping in and out of your hole before you jolted, a string of moans falling out your mouth as your cum flowed out onto her tongue.

she looked up at your face covered in pure ecstasy: your head tilted back, mouth agape, brows knitted together, sweat aligning your forehead. you felt her drink up ever last bit of your release before she quickly pulled away, wiping her mouth like she’d just had a good meal, and she undresses her lower half—disgarding her jeans somewhere and slipping her strap on. all before your eyes had even opened yet.

once they finally did open, her hands were already squeezing on your thighs—gripping them hard and flipping your whole body around and forcing you on your hands and knees. you whined slightly, already feeling her press the tip of her cock onto your entrance.

her hands palmed your ass, giving you a light smack which made you jump. “shit, look at you. so beautiful like this.” she whispers, voice low and dripping with seduction. you bit into your bottom lip, not even ready for her when she pushes forward—one of her hands leaving your ass to grip the base of the clear silicone, sliding into you and completely bottoming out. your bows knit together, eyes squeezing shut.

“ohhh! fuuuck, els!” you whine, almost choking out as her cock was already pounding against your spongey spot. her brows also furrowed, her mouth open as she pulls your hips back on her cock, filling you up good. “mmm—good girl. taking me s’well, fuuckk.” she mumbles, but ut came out more as a desperate moan. your hands conveyed to the steam-covered window, leaving handprints.

you thought this was as good as it could ever get, until she leaned forward…her chest completely pressed against your back as she continued pounding into you. the new angle sending shivers through your body as it instantly brought you to the approach of your second high. her teeth found the top of your ear, taking it in her mouth before speaking. “gonna lash out at me like that again, princess? or are you gonna—nghh…behave?” she whimpers, her breath hot on your ear. one of her hands grips the handle on the window, her other curled around your waist as she picks her pace up.

“cum for me, sweet girl. allll over my cock, yeah?” she teases, her voice sounding breathless. your eyes roll back along with your head, almost meeting with her shoulder as you shivered violently, all of her teases and her relentless pace bringing your body into a frenzy. you jolt, your cum shooting out all over her cock as well as the car seat beneath you. “oh my fucking god…ohhh fu—“ you choke out, your entire figure growing limp as she pulls out.

“fuck baby, that was hot.” she whispers. your hands slip off of the window, leaving a streaky handprint as you feel her arms envelop your body, bringing you close. she kisses your hair, letting it linger before you speak. you had no idea what to say about what just happened, so you skipped over that—after all, her actions did all the talking. “sorry i got so mad, my love. i just hope you understand why.” you whisper as you lean into her.

she smiles softly, holding you close. it was comforting. “shh, its okay baby. although, its cute that you’ve moved on so fast. im nowhere near done yet.” she grins, sounding mocking.

the car was a mess, steamy windows, obvious handprints, clothes everywhere.

anyone who drove past—you prayed for their sanity, as well as yours as you awaited arriving home.

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[mooooonnnzz]

okay,,,, hear me out,,,, how being ford's and stan's younger sibling and maybe like- remember when ford asked stanley to take the book and sail away? maybe what if ford asked reader to do that instead? and what if instead of ford being pushed into the portal it was reader? idk man i justn want some sibling angst >:]

World/Insured

Stanford Pines x Sibling!Reader/Stanley Pines x Sibling!Reader

᧔o᧓ i told myself it was gonna be a short lil fic

᧔o᧓ its 3k words guh

᧔o᧓ i had a lil too much fun writing this

᧔o᧓ if i made a taglist, would anyone be interested in being in it? if so, dm me or comment :p

᧔o᧓ angst!!

᧔o᧓ gnreader!

᧔o᧓ thats really all, enjoy!

᧔o᧓ request r open!!

𝜗℘ “[Name]! There’s some mail, can you be a doll and get it for me?” Stan shouts from the living room, a loud cheer following right after. His favorite football team of his was currently playing out of state and by the obnoxiously loud whistling and joyful cries, they seem to be doing good. Moodily stomping your foot on the ground, you yell; “Why don’t you get you slob!” while furiously scrubbing the dirty dishes clean. “But it’s sooo farr.” He whines. You could perfectly imagine his hand lazily reaching towards the door, exaggerated groans leaving his lips. Letting out an annoyed groan, you drop the plate down in the sink and shut off the sink. Walking out of the kitchen and into the living room, you point an angry finger at him. “You’re washing the dishes since you’re being a lazy bum right now.” You walk away, ignoring his protests against washing the dishes. Opening the door, you pop your head out and see a single postcard placed on the floor matt. You picked it up, curious about the unfamiliar postcard. “Gravity Falls?” You read out, closing the door with your foot. You’ve never heard of a place called that before? Flipping it on its back, in bold big letters read ‘Please come! - Ford’ Your heart catches in your throat. You had to reread the message again to make sure you weren’t imagining things.

𝜗℘ “Stan!” You need to show Stan this. He’d be the one to make sense of this all. Maybe you were imagining things, so delirious on the sadness of your distant brother your brain chose to cheer itself up by hallucinating postcards by Ford. That sounds plausible, right? “What’s up? Did you change your mind?” You don’t bother responding and shoved the postcard in his face. His face scrunches in confusion as he plucks the postcard from your hand. “Gravity Falls?” The same lost expression was pulled on his face. “Now, flip it on its back!” You said, tapping the card eagerly. Stan clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, slapping your hand away. “I will! If you’d let me.” He grumbled, turning it around. He reads the text, his eyes slowly widening. “FORD?!” He screams, abruptly standing up from the sofa. “He wants to talk to us now?” He glares at the postcard, anger swirling in his body. “What could he possibly want!”

𝜗℘ “I dunno but it sounds urgent.” You said, uncertainty in your tone. “You’re seriously considering seeing him?” He throws the postcard on the coffee table in front of him. “Is this something you really want to do?” Stan asks you, crossing his arms over his chest. He’s eyeing you carefully as if you have no idea what you’re talking about. “Yes, Stan! This is our brother. We need to go see him.” Stan pinched his nose, grumbling under his breath. “Fine,” He rolls his shoulders. “If we want to leave now, we better start packing.”

𝜗℘ While packing you wondered what Ford would have wanted. Did he want to reunite? Is this a sort of wedding invitation? Has he gone mad? So many scenarios filled your head and yet none of them felt right. Stuffing your clothes in your bag, you zip it close. “I’m done packing!” You announce, walking down the stairs. “Hurry, Stan! Or I’m going to leave without you!”

𝜗℘ “You better not!” Stan came rushing down the stairs, a bag strung across his body. “You ready?” You ask him, turning off the lights in the hallway. “I guess,” Stan shrugs, twisting the knob to the door, pulling it open. “After you.” He bows down to the floor. You kneed his shoulder, rolling your eyes. “You look ridiculous, get up.” You laugh.

𝜗℘ The car ride over to Gravity Falls was full of bostrious conversation from you and Stan. “Do you think he has a beard now?” Stan gasps, a grin pulling to his face at the thought of Ford with a beard. “Or a buzz?” You add, moving your head to the beats of the song that faintly played on the radio. “Nah, he would never.” Stan shakes his head. “The chances are never zero!”

𝜗℘ Checking the weather for probable storms was something you should’ve done beforehand. Stan was the first to notice how much snow had been falling and how roughly the wind slammed against the car. Thinking nothing of it, you continued onwards, telling Stan that he was probably making a big deal. He wasn’t. Nearing Gravity Falls, a snowstorm plowed through the small town and unknown to you and Stan, you got caught in it. That led you to pull over onto the side of the road that was practically just a white forest wonderland. “And who’s fault is this?” Stan asked sarcastically, motioning towards the car that was stuck in the snow. Fortunately for you and Stan, you were right where you needed to be. “Whatever, we’re close anyway.” You scowl, treading through the thick snow. “I think I might get blown away!” Stan’s loud voice pierced through the loud wind. “Stop being so dramatic!” You latched your hands around Stan’s wrist. “Oh, you’re so sweet.” Stan said, covering his face from the snow with his forearm. “Sure,”

𝜗℘ Approaching the shack, you knock on the door. “Ten bucks he doesn’t—“ The door whips open and a crossbow gets shoved to your face. “Woah, woah!” Stan swiftly stood in front of you, his body shielding you. “Who are you? Have you come to steal my eyes!”

𝜗℘ “Well, I can always count on you for a warm welcome.” Stan said, unbothered with Ford’s unusual greeting. Standing on your toes, you peered your head over Stan’s shoulder. You warmly smiled at Ford. He saw you and Stan, his eyes softened and his shoulders untensed. And for a split moment, Ford had a comforting feeling settle on him. He thought everything was going to be alright, but a slight shadow moving behind the trees triggered his paranoia back tenfold.

𝜗℘ “Guys! Did anyone follow you at all?” He looks warily side to side. “Eh, hello to you too, pal.” Said Stan, annoyance evident on his face. With one final look outside, Ford grabs you and Stan by the collar and pulls you in the shack. He shines a flashlight in Stan’s eyes then yours. “Why did you do that?” You pushed Ford away from you. “Sorry, I just had to make sure you weren't... uh, it's nothing. Come in, come in.” He urges you in, darting away further into the house. You closed the door and surveyed his house. Skeletons of certain animals were hung around, various books were stacked on top of each other and thrown around the house, and loads of crumpled up balls were scattered across the hallway. “What a mess this is.” You whisper to Stan who chuckles softly. “I’m telling him you said that.” Stan cheekily smiled. Removing his hand from his jacket pockets, he held his hand palm up in front of you. “You owe me ten bucks from earlier.” You sighed, grabbing your wallet out of your pocket and grabbing a crisp ten dollar bill. “Thank you!” He grabs it, sniffs it and shoves it in his pocket. “You’re weird.”

𝜗℘ “Uh, you’re gonna explain what’s going on here?” Stan asks, as you walk into another room, your mouth going slack in shock at how messy the room is. “You’re acting like mom on her tenth cup of coffee!” An amused puff of air left your nostrils. “He’s acting way worse than her.” You say, your eyes locking on a large animal skull that laid on top of an empty tank. “Don’t touch that!” He already knew that look in your eyes, a look where it told everyone who knew you that you were going to touch whatever caught your attention. “Thought I could get away with that.” You mumbled.

𝜗℘ Ford fills his arms with stacks of paper and a thick journal with the number one drawn on it. “Listen, there isn’t much time.” Ford starts, looking back to see if he missed any papers. “I’ve made huge mistakes and I don’t know who I could trust anymore.” He glances over to the skeleton who was positioned to where it's empty eye sockets stared directly at Ford’s side. Uncomfortable with the skeleton, he turns the head around. Stan’s immediately off put with how Ford’s talking. “Hey, uh, easy there. Let’s talk this through, okay?” He says, placing a hand on Ford’s shoulder. A glimpse of conflict flickers on Ford’s face. “I have something to show you two. Something you won’t believe.” Stan claims he’d understand, you heavily doubted that, this is Ford we’re talking about. Whatever he has to show, it is nothing within the lines of normal.

𝜗℘ He instructs you to follow him down to his lab. “Is this what you’ve been doing for 10 years?” You pondered out loud, your eyes taking in every machine that covered the place. What you weren’t expecting was the big triangular portal that stood in front of you and Stan. “Do you understand any of this?” You harmlessly jested. Stan dumbly stared at the portal in front of him. “Nope!”

𝜗℘ Taking steps towards the machine, Ford began to explain why such a thing was built and why it should never be turned on. He opened the side of his trench coat, his hand grabbing the book that was tucked in a pocket. “There’s only one journal left.” The journal was in front of you. “This is why I’m entrusting [Name] to hold onto the book.” You grabbed the book and you instantly felt queasy. “I have something to ask of you both,” His hands lay on you and Stan’s shoulders. “Remember our plans to sail around the world on a boat?” Your eyes glimmer with excitement. Was this the moment you and Stan have been waiting for? Are the Pines finally reuniting once and for all? “Take this book, get on a boat and sail away as far as ya can! To the edges of the earth!” He emphasizes this with a raise of his hands. “Bury it where no one can find it!”

𝜗℘ “You want us to get away from you?” You restated, voice slightly clipped with anger. “We just got here, Ford! And now you’re saying to get away from you?” You repeated, hoping your words held some kind of weight that would’ve shattered the ridiculous idea Ford had conjuring in his mind. “[Name], you don’t understand what I’m up against!” Ford says. “What I’ve been through!”

𝜗℘ Stan must’ve took what Ford said personally with how he was huffing out through his nose. “No, no!” Stan points at Ford. “I’ve been ban from three different countries! [Name] was outcasted by Dad because he didn’t bother taking care of them after you left! You think you’ve got problems? Me and [Name] have been struggling to stay afloat, Stanford.” He directs a finger to Ford’s chest. “Meanwhile, where have you been? Living it up in your fancy house in the woods! Selfishly hoarding your college money, because you only care about yourself!”

𝜗℘ “I’m selfish? I’m selfish, Stanley?” His eyebrows furrow inwards. Ford opened his mouth, ready to blow a few holes into Stan when you interjected. “I did not come here to hear you guys fight!” You stood in front of Ford, shoving his book in his hands. “Ford, I love you so much but we did not come all the way here just to do your dirty work.” Ford jerked his head back in disbelief. “My dirty work? Really?” He chuckles dryly. “And to think I could trust you with something valuable like this!”

𝜗℘ “Forget it,” Ford looks down at his book. “Forget all of this.” He waves his arm around his surroundings. “Why did I bother to ask you guys to come here? It’s pointless, everything is!” Ford babbles to himself, his hand that wasn’t holding the books was deeply entangled in his hair. You grew concerned over your brother, taking a step toward him, you reached a hand out. “Ford, are you o—“ A hand slams straight into your chest, pushing you back and stumbling over your feet. Stan grabs a hold of you, steadying you before yanking the book away from Ford. “You want to get rid of this book?” With his other hand, he digs it in his pocket. “Fine, I’ll do it then!” He pulls out a lighter. Flicking the lighter on, he holds the fire below the book. “My research!” Ford tackles Stan to the ground, the book flying out of Stan’s hold. You hurriedly rush over to where the book is and grab it. Ford removes himself off Stan and steadily approaches you like a wild animal. “Give me the book back, [Name].” He swipes his hand towards you, but you quickly back away into his lab.

𝜗℘ “Don’t let him get the book, [Name]!” Stan groans out, standing back up from the floor. “No!” Ford snarls. “Don’t listen to him, listen to me!” Ford took two steps forward while you took two steps back. “I’m sorry, Ford!” The back of your shoe slams against metal. Whipping your head behind you, you see yourself backed into a control panel of some sort. “Why must you do this to me? To your own brother!” His voice cracks with each word. “Whatever you’re doing here is slowly killing you, Ford. This isn’t right.” You shake the book in your hand. Whatever that’s in this journal must have something to do with Ford’s declining sanity. “Your brain can’t comprehend the sheer amount of important information that is in that book! You can’t destroy it!” Ford lunges towards you but you were faster than his fatigued body, you duck below and roll out of the way. His fingers brush against some controls, powering on the portal.

𝜗℘ Running back to where the portal stood, you threw the journal to Stan. “Catch!” You yell. Stan perfectly catches the book. “What do we do with it?” He questions, his eyes speedily darting to the book and Ford who was running up to him. “Destroy it!” You watch Stan stepsids Ford. “No!” Ford desperately yells out. Stan ran back into the lab but was pulled down by Ford delivering a well calculated kick to his ankle. “Give me back my book!” Ford cried out, kicking Stan to the back of the control panel. A guttural howl of agony left Stan, his hand flying to his back. He fell forward and you could see the upper right shoulder of his jacket was burnt off, a sizzling marking was blistering on his skin. “Stanley, oh my gosh! I’m so sorry, are you alr—“ Stan punches Ford in the face, causing him to stumble back into the lever, fully activating the portal. “Some brother you turned out to be!” Stan threw his book to the floor. Ford raised himself to his feet and was about to run to the book when you grabbed the back of his shoulder.

𝜗℘ “Stanford, do you really care more about stupid mysteries than your own family?” You spoke quietly, your sorrowful eyes locking with Ford’s erratic ones. “I—“ He gulps, his eyes shooting to the discarded book on the floor. “Don’t reach for the book, Stanford, please,” You beg, your voice shaky. “I can’t watch you guys fight anymore.” A look of sadness covers his face as he pushes you back, your feet overstepping the yellow and black caution tape. “I can’t let you take this away from me too!” Ford snatches the book from the ground, a relief sigh leaving him. The book was finally—

𝜗℘ “[Name]!” Stan screeched. “Stanford, what did you do!” He screamed, his hands grabbing his shoulder, fingers digging into Ford’s skin. Ford turns over to see you being pulled in by the portal. “[Name]!” Ford runs to you and he attempts to grab you, but you’re too far up. “Stan, Ford!” You call for them, your hand reaching to them. Stan fruitlessly tried snagging a finger, your sleeve, absolutely anything! But nothing. “What’s happening?!” You cry out in fear, seeing half of your body disappear within the portal. “Stanford, fucking do something!” Stan shoves Ford back. “I-I don’t know what to do!” He stammers. Stan grips the lever and with all his strength, pulls back, trying to switch it off but it wouldn’t budge. “Stanle—“ Your voice gets lost to the whirling wind of the portal and with a quick blink, you were sucked in, lost to time and space. The portal blasted Ford and Stan back.

𝜗℘ Stan groggily gets up, clutching his head in his hands. “Y-You!” Stan stumbles over his words, ears ringing loudly. “If it wasn’t for your obsession with this book, [N-Name] would’ve still been here!” His eyes water with tears. “Stanley, I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean for this to happen!” Ford glanced at the portal, it was still intact, there was some hope! “We can power the portal on!” Ford scrambles to his feet and runs over to the portal. “It’s not going to work, Stanford.” Stan says, clenching his teeth so tightly he would’ve chipped a tooth. Stan watches with blurry eyes as Ford pathetically puts all his nonexistent strength into pulling the lever. “Stanley, help me!” He pitifully pleads. “It’s not going to work!” Stan yells. “All you do is bring bad luck wherever you go! You-You don’t do—“ His voice dies in his throat, a shuddered sob leaving in its stead. “Forget it, Stanford.” If you were here, you knew you wouldn’t want them to fight anymore. He held back his words in favor of you. “Stanley, we can fix this! We just need to find the other books.”

𝜗℘ As Ford shouted out different ways they could boot the portal back up, Stan left the lab and stared at the bag you left near the door. Grabbing it, he pulled it to his chest and sobbed onto it. You were gone and he wasn’t sure he was going to get you back.

Part 2

[ghoulsbeard]

2025 fic TBR tag from @elfroot-and-laurels :) very fun idea thank you Laurie… the idea is you pick nine (or however many you want) fics that you plan to read this year, and post screenshots of their titles.

( I did summaries for each fic bc of who i am as a person but thats not at all required... )

dont have as many stories bookmarked for later as i usually do, this was kind of tough... to any and all wandering writers, please send a link to your fic in the comments, I’d love to read it :]

passing the tag to @dandenbo @isayashai @aphota @nuwanders @dreadfutures @waterbearable @lichposting @jiubilant @lemon-embalmer @spectrumcore @nine-blades @ehlnofay if you are interested, no pressure, & to anyone who’d like to grab the tag

ok i have seven to talk about…

currently reading ghostwise’s matacuervos - one of the best DA fics i have ever had the honor & pleasure to read. what i enjoy about good DA fics is they are head and shoulders better than the canon while utilizing what makes the canon enjoyable, and this fic is a perfect example. masterful worldbuilding especially for Antiva and the Antivan Dalish, a deeper view of the people and places within Zev’s past, Crow politics, local unions, resonant & poetic prose, fantastic character writing for an ensemble cast— and i must shoutout the incredible arc for Zevran especially. if you are a DA fan and haven’t read matacuervos yet, what are you waiting for… go read it…!!!

rereading oopsallmabari’s FBaGS a DA:I longfic following a noble-born mage of Ostwick as she struggles to adapt to life outside of the Circle, reckon with her magic, chantry politics, the threat of the world ending and her dangerous job as the face of the second inquisition. Grounded and thoughtful, this story explores the nitty-gritty of life during the game’s plot, follows an intriguing woman through her portion of the story as well as a slowburn romance beneath the main narrative action (very satisfying). Thanks to this fic, I was drawn into the inner lives of characters that I had not thought about much before! I am enjoying the reread and I think the story has either recently updated or may update soon…

planning to begin wispstalk’s Ten Days’ Walk which explores the span of time after the sacking of Kvatch, before Martin is ensconced at Cloud Ruler… aka his last free air… I am very excited to give it a go, i hear it will be character focused… really enjoyed Idle in Their Thrones by the same author, nice returning to the cast… :)

vita practica is the series, velut fructus is the fic i am currently reading/preparing to read a second time after zooming through the first and bawling my eyes out. watching the game it’s drawn from but as it’s historical fiction i need to read more of the philosophers and notable figures who appear therein… esp Cato… and on the culture of the era to appreciate the prose’s grace notes... tremendous fics overall; exquisitely penned, perfectly paced, with an incisive writer’s eye finding the marrow of each scene and character…cant praise these enough.

currently reading elfroot-and-laurels’ LOHC, a DA:O longfic tracing a dual HoF worldstate where two Cousland cousins join the wardens together... My favorite aspect of this fic is the alternating POVs, each of the two women develop unique relationships with companions that reveal new sides to themselves and their friends/lovers; the interiority of their hopes, fears, loves, preconceptions, etc deepens the game’s narrative in a very personal way.. I also enjoyed the breadth of worldbuilding done for the grey wardens & for ferelden as a whole… fell behind on new chapters, catching up this year

wyllzel’s Common Concepts is a richly plotted romance that meshes Wyll and Lae’zel’s romance routes together, and also explores their individual arcs as they fall in love. It is meticulously written and filled with charming banter, snappy fights and encounters, crunchy DND stuff and insightful character exploration. Only three chapters long and wonderfully penned. I never got around to reading the last chapter </3 which gives me a perfect excuse to reread from the beginning

rereading nuwanders’ King and Lionheart a sweeping TESV longfic following two siblings, their cousin, and the Dovahkiin herself. I love the depth & breadth of this fic, each character POV is filled with personality and quirks of their narration and broadens a different part of the game, so much deft and thoughtful world expansion. Beautifully paced. I love the slow build of each character’s arc… some great slower burning romance in this story as well (smiles serenely)… enjoying the reread

[another-day]

the last episode in review for inanimate insanity EVER!!!!

as always, SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 18 OF INANIMATE INSANITY SEASON TWO!!!!!

holy shmowzow

this was a fantastic episode, such a fun and satisfying way to end everything off yknow

let’s get into it!!!!

this first segment was heartbreaking.

seeing mephone reflect on everything he’s done and seeing the consequences of his actions was such an incredibly crafted sequence. his disassociation, his distance from what’s happening, it really shows how traumatic all this is for him. mephone has lost everyone he has ever loved, and he’s stuck with a man who has done nothing but demean and hurt him. he feels hopeless, and the song in this segment also gorgeously captures that.

his slow walk to the cliff edge, looking over everything he’s lost, only for cobs to pull him away? amazing, mephone’s not really there because there’s nothing to be there for, and cobs is trying to pull him back into reality.

this idea of like a cloud in mephone after everyone was deleted was so interesting, like i get it was forshadowed and all but its so cool that its so non-linear too

anyway, BOX?? i’ll be real, i was always a box hater, and i’m glad to know that alive box is too. she’s actually such a cool character though and i totally love her. her and suitcase both having experiences with drowning was so interesting too, like okay i see you brown retangular characters who were somewhat meek but grew from that and also have had bad experienced with water.

also, ahem ahem, new suitcase ship?

also, just because i understand that tumblr has a photo limit, seeing mephone stand up to cobs by warning the prime shimmer was wonderful. he’s finally taking action to amend what he’d done. granted, it didn’t really work out, but what matters is that he tried right?

i am so glad they canonically met

they’re two characters that have grown from their anger filled behaviour and (ultimately) end up making a sacrifice for the people they love. they’re also just violent idiots at some points, and i think that’s really great for them.

also, KNICKLE CRUMBS, 4s comforting knife after he expresses his upsetness about pickle ough my heart.

now all of the hug scenes were very cute but WHAT.

this felt like a 35 minute payjay makeout scene because i was not expecting this. salt’s total freakout was hilarious too, alongside pepper’s awkward congratulations, though i can tell salt will NOT be coping well with the realisation of the guy she’s pining over being gay.

also, i’m not adding the photo for this one, but the starfruit and guava drama went crazy i loved it

WAAAAAH

this was an incredible scene for mepad, because it really emphasises his core values. its clear that he adores the contestants, his actions since he’s arrived have made that very clear. but he’s also incredibly selfless, you have to be to make a sacrifice like that. he’s always seen potential in every character, and i think people forget that sometimes. he dislikes mephone because mephone doesn’t acknowledge the contestants’ efforts, and that he withholds information from them for his own benefit. he’s just such an incredible character

also, i’m honestly not all that surprised that the genocidal business ceo pulled out a branded knife to stab his creation, thats all i wanted to say.

this is such a pivotal moment for knife.

it’s representative of his atonement for what he’s done wrong as a whole. he sacrificed his safety for someone who despised him due to what heMd done in the past. he was the type not to tolerate these kinds of people, and its just wonderful seeing him overcome such things and move forth yknow

this was hilarious actually, also offering it up to mephone was insane

knickle crumbs,,,,,,,,, i love them so much

also knife becoming a ghost was hilarious to me because i’m currently writing a fic about PICKLE being a ghost but oh well new au i guess??

DO YOU SEE THESE LOOKS OK like you’re in love with him little buddy

also taco being petty about pickle’s forgiveness for mephone shows that she still has a really long way to go in terms of genuinely apologising, and i really hope she gets there eventually yknow

this was overall a really sweet ending for a fantastic show, and i am so happy it ended the way it did. sure it was a little silly at points, but inanimate insanity always has been. a bug musical number featuring all the songs from episodes past just felt like the perfect way to finish up a show like this.

as someone who’s been watching this show since 2015, this ending meant a lot to me, because its an ending to a big part of my life as well (to a degree, i will not be ceasing posting). and i feel like this episode beautifully shows that yes the future’s unpredictable and unknown, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t keep going anyway. build your own future yknow!!

but yeah, this was fantastic, and words cannot express how grateful i am for inanimate insanity as a whole. thank you animation epic, for everything.

[campfam4lyfe]

Got any campfam aus or ideas in the works?

hey anon! I wouldn’t say I have any ideas in the works, because I have what I like to call commitment issues when it comes to writing fic.

This means that while I have an abundance of ideas, outlines, and wips in my Google docs for the fandoms I’ve been in. I’ve never actually finished a fic and posted it.

In fact, the only single time I have, (diff fandom!) I am not counting properly, because it was a collab with a close mutual, and a lot of the legwork was them. I had the initial plot bunny and was going to leave it as a one off tumblr post, but my mutual rlly liked the idea and we bounced drabbles and such back and forth. We wrote a bunch of snippets and put them together in a doc, until we had cohesive chapters, as we filled the empty spaces with more and more work, ending up to a total of 18 chapters. It took us a year and a half to post it, and that was mostly my fault, as where my mutual had finished most of their allotted sections, different hyperfixations kept pulling me to other unfinished works. This is why I won’t promise anything—I don’t want to disappoint anyone.

But, that being said. I do have ideas, hcs, and aus! One that is currently consuming me, was actually inspired by this one other post I saw recently. (When I find the post ima link it dw!) OP of the post was saying that there should be a Carmen Sandiego au for CC and I jumped on that SO fucking fast anon. I LOVE Carmen Sandiego, and have since it first aired when I was in HS.

So. Here’s some of the Carmen Sandiego au thoughts copy/pasted from my Google docs. (Yes I do always write out my outlines as if I’m taking to someone but that’s bc i sometimes end up sharing the doc link with some friends)

JWCC Carmen Sandiego AU:

Y’all know Kenlynn is my JAM and so is RedCrackle. So obvi I thought of mixing the two right? But here’s the thing. While I love Carmen/Gray, I am also in love with Carmen/Ivy and Carmen/Julia.

So with that in mind. Kenlynn is going to take a backseat for a second (meaning tho they'll become a thing and obvi they will bc they are a constant to me, theyre not the center of this), and my fave girls YASAMMY will be at the forefront of this au.

I’m thinking. Carmen Sammy. But I’m not entirely sure about whether or not that’s what I want? It could be argued that Sammy’s love for her family is a core driving force in her character, and Carmen doesn’t KNOW her family. But also—a huge plot point is that she’s looking for her mom. So. Tentative Carmen Sammy.

MANTAH CORP AS VILE MANTAH CORP AS V.I.L.E MANTAH CORP AS V.I.L.E

So I figure not everything is going to be one-to-one. This means I am placing Kenji in the role of Gray/Crackle. His story is going to be different tho, bc whereas Gray was a recruit, with MANTAH CORP AS V.I.L.E that means Daniel is already on the board. So kenji trying to make his dad proud? More likely than you think.

(I just wanted my Sammy&Kenji besties. Bestie betrayal can be just as good as romantic betrayal)

I’m sure you know where I’m going with this if we’re not going the redcrackle route. Thats right. YASMINA JULIA.

I considered at first, YASMINA CARMEN and SAMMY IVY, but in the end the need for Sammy Carmen was too great.

So I also considered Dave and Roxxie as Chase and Julia but, I decided to scrap that idea for now. You know me, at some point I might revamp most of the au anyways lol, now is not a time for fine tuning it’s just a tentative starting point.

Torn between DARIUS as Player or Brooklynn as Player. I considered Ben of course, but I think we need to put him on an island at some point—he needs a Bumpy, no matter the universe.

WAIT. REVISITING BEN AS PLAYER. BECAUSE DARIUS AND BRAND AS ZACK AND IVY. This means no Carmen/Ivy vibes but since we ditched the Gray/Carmen as well in this au I think it’s fine.

Ben still has to end up with Bumpy somehow tho? Original Ben plan, when Darius was a Player candidate, was Ben is also a V.I.L.E recruit.

V.I.L.E having a faction that deals with genetics and cloning (in addition to like. Kash and his robots) and ending up with a dinosaur—Bumpy! And that being Ben’s flip to the other side/Team Sammy. He defects and steals Bumpy on his way out.

Okay I’m a little too attached to that, so yeah. V.I.L.E recruit Ben, so Brooklynn as player??

Oh! She doesn’t have!!! IRL friends!! Brooklynn being an Internet famous vlogger as in canon. So we get that running gag of Sammy and Brooklynn always being in contact and Brooklynn being a big part of the heists through investigative work and such, yet she’s constantly on the other side of the globe? Sammy needs to be in Sydney but Brooklynn is in New Orleans. That kinda stuff.

Works with Brooklynn having traveled all over the world, she can also do those factoids player does—she’s got the deets.

Oh!???? THATS HOW WE GET MY FAVE DUO OF DINOSTAR BESTIES!!! They both love their facts. They’re nerds.

Mae as shadowsan? Tentatively?

Okay. Player Brooklynn. Except instead of being home most of the time, she’s usually on the go. She’s talked to kenji a few times during Sammy and Kenji’s V.I.L.E recruit era.

Kenji as the Gray of this au. he’s a V.I.L.E legacy. he became friends with sammy his recruitment year, and he'd talked to brooklynn a few times, due to sammy introducing them because kenji was curious about whether or not sammy has friends in the outside world, and sammy noticing brooklynn feeling a little left out/jealous that sammy had friends she was hanging with in person rather than over a phone call.

kenlynn kenlynn kenlynn

does he recognize her voice from her vlogs? does he even watch them? i dont think hed be a brooklander, guys got a lot on his plate and thats impressing his dad

ben is a V.I.L.E. recruit. maybe a bit of mime bomb, in that he was. not as close? with the other recruits. i do think having ben come in as a recruit the year sammy defects would be cool tho. so he doesn't know her as "black sheep" or whatever code name V.I.L.E refers to her as. he'll first meet her as Sammy.

yaz as JULIA!!!!! a junior agent? a former athlete. trying to make it make sense, but i think it fits.

omg. yaz. is alex rider basically holy shit

was thinking of dave as chase, and decided that i was going to keep it.

roxxie as the Chief.

mae as shadowsan.

yes. it IS because i want a roxxie/mae/dave love triangle and that need's final form was ot3

DARIUS AND BRAND AS ZACK AND IVY. i dont want their mom to be dead. but i dont know WHAT happened to her and why theyre involved in this life of crime? i love the og carmen&ivy&zack meeting. and i love that they were involved with racing. trying to find a way to incorporate it and make it make sense

important question.....is darius and his dad's great shared love still dinosaurs?

OR IS IT CARS? RACING?????? BRAND BEING INVOLVED IN THE RACES BC IT WAS IMPORTANT TO DARIUS AND THEIR DAD AND DARIUS CANT DRIVE YET

AND. SAMMY. AS CARMEN!!!!!!

okay so carmen's dad was a former V.I.L.E. agent who left it all behind for the woman he fell in love with right? well. obvi this au isnt a one to one. like there clearly have been changes in characters and dynamics. but i think involving elements from this could work. lemme map it out to make sense

okay so in cc sammy spies for mantah corp despite her parents not wanting her to. meanwhie carmen's dad defects from V.I.L.E., i think shadowsan was there and so was the chief and he dies.

okay so--sammy's dad was a V.I.L.E. agent, fell in love, defected. V.I.L.E. catches up with him, and does A.C.M.E. and in the fallout, the house collapses. A fire? an explosion? they think sammy died. (im not killing off sammy's dad bc damnit she needs a happy ending)

yaz losing faith in the system and having her hot girl summer being romanced by the pretty thief she's supposed to be catching

ben ditches VILE/Mantah Corp with Bumpy and meets Darius at some point--oh!!!

mae/shadowsan joins Team Sammy at the end of s1 i think? okay, so, when she joins, she brings ben, a fresh defector with her.

obvi ben left after he stole bumpy from them

at some point during their occasional talks, kenlynn became friendly with each other. then The Train scene happens. and kenji is promptly deemed a disappointment and dealt with the way gray is.

brooklynn ends up coming across a memory-wiped kenji during one of her vlogs. he doesnt know he knows her, just that something about her voice seems familiar.

brooklynn brings it up and the other are Concerned but also have a lot on their plate rn/dont truly trust him again or are unclear on whether or not they should. darius/brand bc their experiences havent been good so far, and sammy doesnt want to risk them. but he was still one of her first friends. shes torn

brooklynn making contact with him. smth smth she ends up needing a camera man for one of her vlogs and kenji volunteers. they grow closer during her sporadic visits. he asks her out.

DANIEL KON HAS ENTERED THE CHAT. SAMMY NEEDS BROOKLYNN TO DO HER THING. SHE MISSES THE DATE.

Meanwhile, that entire interactive ep??? of carmen sandiego with the julia/carmen??? THAT. THAT HAPPENS. YASAMMY DANCE AND WE GET THAT SCENE YOU KNOW THE ONE

[let-gavin-free]

Shameless Selfpromotion Saturday-SSS (its totally saturday not sunday shh)

The rules: We make a post and show off, what cool stuff we created over the past week. Art, Screenshots, writing (anything from a questionnaire about your OC to the 100K epos...) anything we do is worth to be seen and to be promoted. And by tagging people, commenting, and reblogging, we share the love and boost ourselve's and other's confidence. No matter what form you choose, whether you reblog your initial post, or create a new one with teasers, you decide!

Thank you to @jukkaricity for the tag!!!

Imma tag these lovelys up here: @im-on-fire-today @sofiemystique and if you havent been tagged and want to do it, use me as your tagger :3

Heres what ive written or drew in the last month instead of week just bc i crank things out slow and either never post or never finish lmao.

Writing Pieces (posted):

Twisted Hope for Day 3 of Veilguard Appreciation week: It follows Evunial de Riva if he was the one trapped in the Ossuary and the spirit he was sadled with

My WIP back from Dec got some things added it it (its yet to be finished but sOON): It follows Lorant Mercar and Lucanis’ first time together in very heavily detailed smut. Its currently going over 4000 words in only first chapter so yeah thats why its taking so long lmao.

A Flirty Drabble Ask i got: this one follows Lucanis and Lorant

A Reflection TRuesdsy Tag brought to light a Dragon Age Inquisition wip fic that i apparently finished??? Ita called “Studies - Dorian x Mahanon Lavellan” - it follows a moment of quiet between Mahanon and Dorian, Dorian learning just a little bit more of Mahanon.

Writings (Non Posted)

My fav lines from a Evunial x Emmrich wip

“There you go…thats it…" Emmrichs voice was dripping in sin as it breathed its words against Evunials sensitive ears. The older man had him laid out and pinned against the stone examining table, fingers interlocked.

This absolutely filthy story idea for a Evunial x Emmrich, Emmrich talking Evunial through it 🥵 Heres a snippet i wrote to get the idea out of my head before i went ferral. Warning: Lemons ahead

His breath shuddered as he felt Emmrich slip inside him slowly, opening him up easily. He felt himself stretch, the burn of it easing away to pleasure as he relaxed. It had been awhile since he last had someone enter him, the latest events and the contract with Varric didnt leave much time to be alone or have a one nighter.

Oh but this, this was so much more than a one nighter.

The way the necromancer had worshipped his body, pulling whatever ache or pain he had in his limbs from them, felt like heaven. The gentle guidance of a skilled hand as he was brought to completion time and time again before their current position.

His legs were hiked up on Emmrichs hips, strong muscles latching himself firmly around the older. His wrists were pinned above his head by a single hand as kisses were pressed to his neck and the other hand gently played with a pert pink nipple.

Emmrichs dick filled him perfectly, almost feeling completely full.

Art pieces (Posted):

A Taash piece for Taash Week

Art pieces (Non Posted)

A new icon for me, a small piece for BBno$ recent art contest (i didnt submit it but i like it), an eye study on all my current Rooks + my Inquisitor, a practice doodle, and two pieces of my mourn watch Rook - Hallen (they them)

[rosie-kairi]

Hey sad au anon here, I have come once again bearing sad ideas but this time it's about Ventus and Roxas may or may not have been inspired by some of your recent asks. And I am not a writer so if anyone wants to take this and write something please do so I may lurk and read the fic. Enjoy the sad times.

So to start off Roxas is suddenly born, he joins the organization and starts doing missions. He befriends Axel and they have ice cream life is routine yadda yadda everything is the same as usual. But Roxas can't help but wonder where he came from, all the other members were Somebodies once but he's "different" they tell him he's a kid named Sora but that can't be right he's Roxas he doesn't even look like Sora!

Then he starts getting weird dreams, it's not super clear but he mostly finds himself in two places one seems like a bright quaint little town and the second some sort of castle and there's people that he doesn't recognize. The first place has 4 kids he doesn't recognize and the second has 2 older people and an older man he also doesn't recognize. But everytime Roxas wakes up and tries to write down the details of said dream he suddenly can't recall any details frustrating him. This goes on for some time until finally something happens.

While dreaming Roxas finds his dream self walking about but he can't see where exactly he is it's just dark when he passes by a mirror and upon looking in it he wakes up but this time he remembers. Roxas saw his own reflection but it was different, he was smaller, his hair was shorter and he looked younger. Roxas realizes these aren't random dreams they're memories! They must be his when he was a Somebody, childhood is what it's called right? He's so excited he runs to Axel to excitedly tell him the news. Only to be crushed when Axel doesn't share his enthusiasm and casts doubt on the memories being his.

The other members aren't much better they all say must be Sora's memories and you just put yourself in his place. But Roxas knows it's not true and refuses to believe it.

His memories start to become much clearer he can now make out specific details of the random people in his past. There's a boy with silver hair and a red scarf, a girl with long black hair, a boy with a hat and fancy coat, and a boy with pink hair? It doesn't take long for Roxas to realize that last boy is Marluxia and he even sees Larexene show up. Did he know them in the past? Why haven't they said anything? Unless they both also forgot their shared past but still it can't be a coincidence that Roxas ends up here with these two.

More memories come to him now during the day and he sees there's a young man with brown hair and a young woman in blue, the old man is oddly comforting in a way Roxas isn't used to. But then he sees a young Axel and Saix? And are those the other members? Now Roxas is really confused, how can they all share a past but not remember each other?

While Roxas is happy to regain some memories he's noticed they're rather, sparse and there's a lot of gaps and when he tries to fill them in he experiences horrible pain. Roxas tries to remember his parents and childhood home, thats something normal kids have right? But when he tries his chest hurts and he's fighting back tears and has to stop. So he tries to remember more of his early childhood but has to stop when his head starts hurting too much. So Roxas tries to remember the time he was the age in the mirror and he immediately has to stop, he falls to the ground his head feels like it's about to split open his chest is on fire he can hardly catch his breath. Roxas has dubbed these blank spaces that cause physical pain the bad memories. So the only clear memories Roxas can start with is being in a weird desert and meeting these 4 kids. His time with them is happy from what he can remember but then they suddenly just stop. The next memories he can actually reflect on are of him closer to his current age a teen which he calls the good memories and those memories are also far and few. And whenever someone tries to talk to him Roxas can't quite make out the words and if someone says his name he can't hear them at all.

It bothers Roxas that he has so few memories of his old friends but when he tries to remember anything to fill the gaps he collapses and feels agonizing pain. What does it say that most of Roxas' childhood is blank bad memories and his good memories are scattered with big gaps and include different groups of people? Wanting some answers Roxas tries to ask subtle questions to the other members like hey Marluxoa plant any good flowers? Larexene ever though of wearing blue? Axel think you could pull off short hair? But no one knows what he asking and brush him off.

Getting frustrated Roxas decides to seek out answers he wants to know what his life was like as a Somebody and what happened to lead him here. He meets Namine she tells him they share a connection and can help Roxas get the answers he seeks. When she tries to look through the memories Roxas clutches his head and wails in pain so that won't work. Namine has to put Roxas in a temporary sleep to look through the memories but not interact or change them. When Roxas wakes up Namine warns him that he's not going to like what she found. Undaunted Roxas insists that he deserves to know.

So Namine goes on to explain that the memories Roxas is experiencing are not his own but they're not Sora's either. Roxas is naturally confused and argues that can't be right I saw myself as a little kid Nobody's don't age that has to be him! Namine agrees with Roxas but tells him again that they're not his or Sora's memories but a third person the boy he saw in his dream. Namine then explains how she and Roxas came to be, Sora was shielding two hearts in his own Kairi and the other boy. In order to wake her up Sora willingly gave up his heart freeing Kairi's but since she can't become a heartless Namine was born using Sora's body man is that weird and Roxas was born when Sora's heart left his body alongside the third heart. It was that heart that ended up in Roxas. It's why he has these memories, it's why he has feelings, it's why he can use the keyblade both Sora and the boy were keyblade wielders, and that's why he looks like the other boy. Kairi's light restored Sora and his heart like 10 minutes after he sacrificed himself which is why Roxas is a separate entity as a Nobody instead of resembling his Somebody. The third heart had no where to go so it ended up in Roxas.

Basically everything Roxas thought he knew about himself was a lie, his life, his existence, even his own face are all borrowed from someone else. And the reason he couldn't see too many memories? Namine thinks that it's the hearts defense mechanism, those memories are too traumatic and painful to bear so it sends physical pain to stop it.

Roxas was confused then felt dread and now it's full on anger. If what Namine said is true then was everything a lie? Why is he even in the organization? Is it because he looks like the kid? Is that why Axel is friends with him? He really wants the other boy and Roxas is a substitute? When the other members look at him do they see him or the other boy? Does that mean he's both their Nobody? What's so special about the kid or Sora why does everyone seem to want them?

Diz shows up not long after and tells Roxas he needs to go back to Sora and give and allow the other boys heart to find refuge with Sora again but this just makes Roxas more angry he asserts his identity as his own, that he's his own person but is stalled when Diz says everything he feels is from a heart that isn't his but borrowed and badly damaged at that. Roxas then goes from resenting the boy to feeling bad, if it's true and that wasn't his life then the other kid had a really hard life. Most of his memories are the bad memories where he felt afraid and alone why is that? How did he get so hurt entire years of his life are wiped clean? Why does he have so many connections to the organization members?

Diz doesn't know much other than the boy is in danger and only Sora can truly protect him. The right thing to do would be for Roxas to give up his individuality but his will to live on is too strong to fight. What should he do? Is it really fair for Roxas to be the one to give up everything? He likes his life, he likes having ice cream with his best friend, he even likes the routine missions. But is it really fair to make Sora and the other boy remain incomplete? Holding onto their memories and heart like this? If the organization wants them both they could be in danger.

What should Roxas do? Well he doesn't get the chance to decide since Riku and Ansem drop him in fake Twilight Town but just to twist the knife Ansem includes some memories from Ven's heart just to really pain the picture for Roxas that anything he experienced or felt was fake and all lies. As if his identity issues weren't bad enough where does the original person start and the copy end?

TL;DR what if Roxas thought he was Ventus and was excited to regain insight into his old life only to have his dreams shatter by being told he's not a real person but a copy not once but twice to two different boys. And the boy whose life he thought he lived apparently had a painful harsh life and now he has this moral dilemma of does he give Sora and the kid their life back or does he keep the autonamy he's fought so hard for?

I don't have much to add to this other than AUGHGAGGAGA (sobbing and crying) but good job anon you've done it again. Constantly raising the bar for yourself <- in pain

[definitelynotshouting]

I got the blackberries!! I like them :3 I also impulsively bought some blckberry jam despite not being a toast person so now im thinking about making donuts to fill them with it.. hmm 🤔

How have u been? :D

-☀️

Hello sun anon!!!! :D omg you got the blackberries, IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE THEM!!!!!! :DDDD and blackberry jam is fr one of the BEST things imo, you can use it on sandwiches, or donuts which is SUCH a good idea omg????? It makes for amazing filling. I tend to eat it on crackers with a nutty-flavoured cheese, so thats an option too!!! Its also very delicious in desserts-- people up here make blackberry cheesecake ALL the time its like a staple recipe SKDNWKDNWDNSN so you could do smth like that!!!!! Or petits fours (and this is the part where i display my rabid love for french food akdhakfhekdjwjdj) which are DELICIOUS. Either way the possibilities are endless >:]

Im doing well!!! My partner is currently visiting home so its just me and our roommates, and we just came out the other side of an ice storm that knocked our internet out for a full 24 hrs 😭😭😭😭😭 (we kept power, although it did flicker a bit). luckily tho ive got unlimited data on my phone and im extremely mobile-pilled, so this changed basically.... nothing for me PFFFTTTTT

Ive been very excitedly running the HOTGUY COMICS Zine, which has been an absolute treat, and now im also working on a fun group project with some other chronic zine mods that i cant wait to get started on!!!! And then ofc, the hunger au pre-canon oneshot-- im halfway finished with edits, and its already at 2k fjsnfjdnfjdn. Since im still working on the next chapter proper, i wanted to give yall something to chew on in the meantime!!! (And also ive been wanting to write hunger au oneshots since i first started taking the project more seriously, so this is just one fic in a series of snapshots i cant wait to make!!!!)

Im hoping to work more on that today :] cant make any promises, but i was REALLY happy with how everything turned out last night, so i wanna keep that momentum going if i can

Thanks for asking, sun anon!!!! I hope you're doing well :D how was your flight back home, did it go okay???? And again im so excited for you about the blackberries!!!

[wizisbored]

25, 28, 33, 34, 35 from this ask game

25 - Are there any specific writing tools that you find helpful?

i use the very precise and sophisticated tool known as 'making charts on google sheets by colouring cells'

this is one of a few that helps me keep track of my many many wips. its very helpful in that when i get a comment on a fic wondering if its abandoned and think 'its not been that long has it' i can consult it and take the right amount of phycic damage

got this one for chapter counts as well

28 - What's the most ambitious or challenging fic you've ever written?

ambitious? probably the current big bang fic im writing, just because punctuality and deadlines are in no way my strong suit, but things are actually going suprisingly well on that front. its easier for me to consistently work on something i enjoy than a uni essay, who knew

challenging? anything where the primary goal is comedy. turning an idea for a funny scenario into a fully fleshed out scene while being sure that its actually as funny as you think it is is hard. most recent example is parent creature conferences - its 3 chapters, 7,765 words total, and it took 2 fucking years. and yet i am still planning on writing a sequel because you know what? that shit was fucking funny.

33 - How do you incorporate world-building elements into your fics?

ok so as a primarily au-writer i have had some practice here. this is definately not unique advice but it works - i generally try to either wait for things to come up naturally or find ways to slip them in so it seems like they're coming up naturally. not everything needs to be established from the start - if its not essential to understand the story, it can wait. and i feel like its more fun that way, consistently learning about the setting as the story progresses.

to give an example, netherborne has a bit of exposition-dumping in the first chapter but thats mostly getting the reader up to speed on beetlejuice and lydias relationship and lydias current situation, which is the main thing the reader needs to understand to start the story. on the other hand, the term 'netherborne' and the system of demonic contracts crucial to the setting is not explicitly explained until chapter twelve, because the term 'netherborne' is easy enough to figure out through context clues and the specific details of the system only become relevant in chapter fifteen, so i could just make less detailed references to it while i waited until it made sense for lydia to explain it in twelve. and another thing - if a character is explaining lore stuff to another, i try to avoid it becoming a one-sided qna session with a load of details. better to insert one or two details at a time into the flow of a conversation.

if somethings going to take some explaining, i try to make sure that explaining comes in a slower or quieter scene - i dont want to feel like ive hit pause on the action. (in a similar vein, if i spend a while narrating a characters train of thought i try to make sure theyve actually had the time to think all that.) but if something is simple enough or not so essential to the story that it doesnt need an in-depth explaination, i prefer to have it casually mentioned or reffered to and let people fill in the gaps. maybe ill come back to it, maybe it will stay a fun extra detail to flesh out the world

34 - Are there any fic writing tips or tricks you've learned along the way that you'd like to share?

i know its been said a million times but WRITE FOR YOURSELF. this is a HOBBY it is meant to be FUN. if i catch any of you putting what is going to get you more engagement over what you find fun i will START BITING. we all love engagement trust me i know but genuinely do NOT look at those numbers if you are going to base any amount of perception of your skill on them. i dont fucking know how many hits or kudos i get because it doesnt fucking matter and i dont check!! comments (the content not the count!) and the occasional fanart are the only things that matter to me and i genuinely think i am so much the better for it. on that note please comment on fics i know thats also been said a million times but like. please

35 - What do you enjoy most about being a fic writer?

you can literally do anything with it. once you ditch the concept of 'cringe' there is literally nothing you cant do with fanfic and it doesnt even have to be a good idea. self indulgence is literally the entire point of it! its a hobby about making my favourite fictional characters do whatever the hell i want them to do and then people say nice things about it?? literally winning forever

[deadhoneybee]

(Slides into your inbox bc I love hearing people talk about fanfic ideas)

Do you have a favourite wip/fanfic idea/au that you’re writing/have bouncing around your brain

(Thank you so much omg)

Do i ever oh my gods,,, ive currently got two floating around in my docs and man oh man. Im filled with joy and also frustration.

Ive got a short one thats been almost done for like two months now but i keep revising it, its the fist fic ive ever properly written and it started because i was just sooo tired of the miss communication in all the wolfstar fics id read till then. I titled it “Look at Me, Just Love Me” Its about 5k words right now, and its a first kiss fic that takes place in the marauders 6th year after a quidditch match. Its really honestly my baby.

The second is more just,, alot of planing and vibes with some first drafts floating around. I posted a snip of it earlier :)) its a wolfstar college au, strangers to friends to lovers. Lots of pining, lots of jokes and nonsense, lots of healing. The current title is “And Youre Broken, But Baby Ill Piece You Back Together” but its subject to change :) My pinned post was actually born from this wip and if the first is my baby this one is my full pride and joy :,) even if i dont finish it.

Im really glad i got back into this fandom because it really resurrected my love of creating and thats been a blessing tbh <3

[twicearoundthesun]

5, 6, 11, 12, 13, 18, 19, 22, 24 (if u make moodboards!), 25, 27

IM SORRY I PICKED SO MANY I JUST LIKE PICKING APART FELLOW WRITING BRAINS

sorry this took so long and is probably very uninteresting

5 - What's a fic idea you've had that you will never write - Hoooo boy, i am the queen of fic ideas I'll never write. Lots of angst and fluff. One that my brain has pretty detailed out lately is just an ABO-type AU where NaJeongMoSaHyo are all married to each other living life n stuff. I think it'd be cute, to follow them thru getting together, and then big life events. Ups and downs. Marriage and all that. Eventually they'd have kids, raise em all together. It'd be adorable and wholesome and very slice of life.

6 - Any fics from others you reread all the time? - Hell yeah there are

The First Snowfall by YOU when i want my feelings absolutely wrecked :(

Oh My God They Were Roommates & The Island of Misfit Toys by lildemonlili

This Night Is Sparkling, Dont Let You Go by amperis

To Serve Her by bbygirldahyun

Ready To Be Mine? by Sleephyuns/Ginnumeru

Definitely a few more i couldn't find/ cant remember.

(usual disclaimer because this is not an 18+ blog and im paranoid: please mind the rating on these, theyre all rated T, M, or E on AO3. Do not disrespect a writer by ignoring their rating or warning)

11- Do you have a specific playlist for writing fics? - I actually dont listen to music when i write. Music tends to distract me cuz my brain runs away with it... but i should try that, maybe

12 -Do you have a playlist for your current WIPs? - Nope.

13- How much planning do you do before writing? - Almost none, which is unfortunate for anyone who would like me to update anything in a timely manner. I know a vague direction i want something to go in, or I know certain scenes I want to happen later down the line. I kinda just write to connect a vague story or concept. i almost never have an ending in mind; thats kinda why i favor AUs... theyre stories from a universe, and I can keep sharing stories as I think of them. Unless its a oneshot, or a published fic... then i know the beginning and a vague ending. Coven AU has a ton of lore because I drank a lot of coffee one day and had a notepad. Most lore for any au i have just relies on me going 'oh thats a GOOD idea ill remember that'.... reader, i have severe ADHD that i do not manage in any way. I dont remember that.

18 - What's one of your favorite lines you've written in a fic? - Oh boy. Probably none of them, i dont love my like... writing style? It isn't pretty, just plain. So i suppose its only, ' “You woke me up. And you’re making my bed smell like tequila. Why would I move over for you?” She mumbled, moving over. ' from roommates AU. Because Dubchaeng loves each other.

19 - Small teaser from a WIP - Ok i was gonna be mean and give you one for a very far in the future very angsty roommates fill but i WONT thatd be mean. heres coven au

Jihyo lifted her arms to throw another bolt of electricity, one to end the fight before either of them got hurt. The familiar smell of ozone stung her nose before Tzuyu’s hand landed on her arm, snapping her out of her concentration.

“Don’t. They stopped.”

“Tzuyu, they tried to barbecue us.”

“You tried to hit them first.”

Jihyo grabbed for her as she took a determined step forward, calling out in what must have been the same language they were speaking.

Ever the diplomat, Jihyo thought. Forever offering the olive branch and trying to get herself killed.

She remained ready to summon another strike.

22 - Do you know how your fic will end before you write it - Not usually. Im very bad at endings. If its a fill for an AU i just write until it feels correct to stop/I run out of ideas. The overall AUs i have no clue how theyd end, maybe a vague direction for some. I do know how my one fic is going to end though, if i ever finish it (i 99% will not im so sorry)

24 - share a moodboard from a WIP - I dont do moodboards but that's another good idea i should try

25 - Have you ever made yourself upset with your own writing - Yea, in that I dont like it and get frustrated when my fingers wont just type shit. I dont think ive written anything too sad.

27 - is there a fic you were nervous to post? - I was nervous to share baby SMC au. I thought it was a cute concept but didnt know if anyone else would. Or if they'd find it weird i made SMC so young.

[givemea-dam-break]

plumeria and tiger lily, from the flower asks!

plumeria - are you currently working on any creative projects? if so what kinds? yes! well i have like 20 fanfics (x reader and also ship fics, it has gotten out of control) currently sitting in my drafts, but i'm also working on my own book because i love writing a lot, as you can probably tell lmao. in all honesty, i don't expect it to go anywhere (would love for it to) but i do really enjoy writing it lol. also almost always doodling and currently trying to come up with an idea for a mural to paint on my bedroom wall!

tiger lily - do you have any favourite quotes from any movies, tv shows, books, or poetry? ohhhhh i've been waiting for this kind of question! i am the biggest percabeth fan you will ever find so "the world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive." also, thank you jonathan stroud for this beauty "a warm feeling filled me. it was made of tea and biscuits and sudden gratitude" BECAUSE THATS SO CUTE. and the perks of being a wallflower is my comfort book/movie so "i feel infinite" <3

[limetameta]

My priorities for creative stories are as follow

Witches story (its autumn shut up)

Seasons (i just gotta set up some shit in the witches story so yall can comprehend the pay off in seasons) this is the structure i have so far: Murder mystery chapter; Sweltering Summer ft. pirates and old friends of the Beast specifically (kind of a nod to we're friends of Dorothy vibe but instead of just gay its queer); not yet autumn so its the wedding planning chapter; autumn and wedding ; this is a long as fuck honeymoon pls can u go back to ur jobs, the Unknown is calling nonstop why are ur phones on mute; Winter)

Working on the Retired Prometheus rewrite

The Thoros story (this is gonna be a long one so fuck me i guess)

Rewrite Metallic Crimson chapters 10-current one because the PACING HURTS ME AND ME SPECIFICALLY

Weird Wild West - i have completely decided to rehaul it and so it's actually going to be very morally grey. Ft our ice alchemist. Say thank you Hunger Games au because its thanks to it that i was like man i should write Isaac McDougal as a foil to these military bitches.

Oh shit i forgot Rota Fortunae - not very high on priority actually but probably when i switch my brain to HP we'll get updates but this is gonna be a Hermione story that will transition into a Sirius story.

Black Honour exists fuck meeeee so many wips someone kill me - need to heavily outline this one. I never outline but this one needs an outline because a) too many ideas b) not enough strenght to execute them c) would it be fucked up or what that alastor moody has a little pill in his tooth filled with basilisk venom so when a possessed human w a horcrux starts attacking him he bites the possessed human and is like if im going down im taking you all with me killing the possessed human, tom riddles soul, and himself in the process. Yeah this has been in my head for like 3 years. BUT DO I HAVE THE SPACE TO FIT IT IN THE STORY??? NO I DONT WTF ITS ONE OF THE SCENES I IMAGINED BEFORE WRITING CHAPTER 1 BUT I GUESS WE EVOLVED HUH I GUESS WE DONT HAVE ROOM FOR THIS ANYMORE

Resembool Tailor - honestly rip to this one i want to rewrite it as a one shot or as a concept piece just to stop having it be a wip

Riza Hawkeye Flame Alchemist au - yall i have adhd if you dont comment and remind me of shit i wrote from time to time i will forget these things exist. Also need to add structure because i have no idea what comes next.

Oh wait fuck Psych Eval - i mean i have to finish this but its just that I am a) not a shrink b) so devestatingly scared of people pointing in the comments and being like boo this sucked ass we expected you to for sure dissect the minds of these fictional characters from the unshaken and incredibly professional pov of a military doctor ur dumb boo we thought ud deliver we see the cracks we see ur not the wizard but are some dude behind the curtain boo the immersion is gone

Madame Christmas story - i actually like this one a lot but i just need to figure out structure a little better

Oh dear god i wrote batman fics (completely forgot they existed)

We forgot we were human - I am so pissed off i was ready fo write an adult Harry harrymort fic and i was gonna make it super weird and fucked up but it flopped. It just flopped and im never branching out again. They were gonna be insidious and nasty and cruel and it was gonna be soo good like I was ready. But now the only feeling i have towards this story is it looking at me and being like mother please love me and i just spit at it and say ur no son of mine wheres ur medical degree, to which the story replies: but i love being a comedian mother. And i hiss at it: all you've managed to become is a joke on my ao3 profile. That's all you are!! And then i suppose i imagine the personification of the story goes to cry.

What the fuck is that kimbliza spy story thats smth ill delete and just reuse for metallic crimson

[adharastarlight]

Did I just write a wolfstar micro fic based on a textpost? Yes. So, thank you @flatpillow for the inspiration lmao

***

Sirius breathed out a reluctant exhale and turned his head away, much to his best friend's amusement. He shook his head slightly at the slowly spreading grin and collapsed onto his bed to bury his face into his pillow and stifle a groan.

"Is Pads okay?" Remus mused from the other side of the room, as if he had no idea what the bloody problem was. Nor that it was him.

James snorted whilst he shrugged, "not the foggiest clue."

He had something of a clue. Namely that Rem had just tugged off his jumper whilst talking to the boy who was currently hiding his crimson flush with his bedding. And his tee had ridden up very minutely as he did so. That his arms flexed when he chucked the jumper into his trunk. At least thats what James was assuming had happened, since it had been the reasoning that Si gave him the past three weeks when he was dying at three am. God, the Blacks were dramatic.

"What were you two even talking about?" Peter added with a concerned glance at his friend who was seemingly trying to disappear into his mattress.

"Quidditch. The match next week?" Remus muttered through a confused shake of his head at Sirius who'd managed to pull himself back up to sheepishly join in with the group's discussion.

"Ouais, it was." He swallowed the lump in his throat and forced out a smile, "and your commentary last time."

James sniggered at that, and made a show of ducking his head in embarrassment because all his friend had spent the match doing was commenting on how a certain chaser couldn't keep his eyes off of a certain seeker.

"I don't see the issue. It's not like I was commenting on you, Pads."

"Maybe that's the problem." Pete voiced, ignoring the glare immediately shot his way. Because at this point, the only one oblivious to Sirius' little crush was the object of his affections. Even some first year had commented on his heart eyes the other week.

"What? Why would that be a problem, cariad?"

Sirius flushed scarlet, somehow a darker red than before and shook his head adamantly, "that is not-"

"He's an attention whore, you know that Rem." James filled in smoothly behind his giggles disguised as obvious coughs.

"Yeah, not the only kind of whore he is."

"Moony! Unfair." It wasn't meant to be a whine, not at all. But here they all were, staring at him as he contemplated running and jumping out of their window.

Remus cocked an eyebrow at him and smirked, a slow, almost unsure smirk that made the older boy internally combust a good few hundred times, "oh? Who said I was trying to be fair, Si?"

James and Peter glanced between the pair, stifling their laughter with the backs of their hands or lips drawn tightly into half pouts. Sirius merely scoffed and flicked his wrist until the room was drenched in darkness.

*

Remus shook his head, a wide grin painting his features as the redhead in front of him gestured wildly around the common room.

"I'm telling you, Remus. She is this close to falling in love with me."

"You're dillusional, there's no chance Macdonald is that idiotic."

"Oi! What about you, huh? Falling in love with the most dramatic dog in existence."

His eyes widened as he scanned the common room, desperately praying said dog wasn't present before fixing her with a slight glare, "I am not falling in love with him."

"Oh please, you definitely are."

"If he hasn't already."

Remus spun at the slytherin’s voice and groaned, throwing his face into his hands with a frustrated whimper, "what are doing here, Black?"

"Listening to you pine after my brother again, apparently."

"Lily, make my ass of a best friend piss off."

Regulus snorted and planted himself firmly in between the two gryffindors, much to the redhead’s amusement, "listen, Lupin, if you don't get your damn emotions in order-"

"Oh says you Mr Simp-For-The-Simpiest-Man-Ever." Lily ignored the scowl turned her way and merely ruffled the younger boy's hair, "I'm just saying, Baby Black, he's not the only one fucked."

"Perhaps but at least I'm dating my achilles heel and I'm not solely metaphorically fucked."

Remus shoved his shoulder and shook his head reluctantly, "its pointless."

"Why don't you try flirting?"

"Don't be an idiot, Evans, that would require him having literally any moves."

"Asshole."

*

James' face broke into a lovesick smile the moment the pair stepped foot into the common room and that meant one thing: Regulus was here.

Sirius rolled his eyes as he was half dragged over to the sofa, where low and behold, his brother, crush and Lils were sat, "hey Red."

"Black, darling, how's you?"

"Dealing with this bundle of energy so not splendid."

"Hey now, that's my boyfriend, you intolerant shit."

James snorted and planted a decisive kiss to the top of the slytherin’s head, "I am indeed."

Lily grinned, apparently forgetting (or not caring) that Sirius was there as she spoke, "why don't you go and let him tire himself out then, Baby Black?"

Reg glared at her but didn't protest when his boyfriend nodded and hauled him up, legs automatically wrapping around his torso when he wasn't placed back down, "au revoir. Remus, don't be a wuss."

Sirius' eyes latched immediately to the werewolf at that, blocking out the giggles and soft mutters between his best friend and little brother as he did so, "ooo why're you being a wuss?"

The redhead answered before the other even had a chance to figure out a response, "he can't comprehend that he's perfectly capable of flirting with people." And with that she flounced off, leaving Remus to plan her murder as he chanced a glance at his friend.

His eyes flitted slightly in a pang of jealousy he couldn't contain but he managed to force a snort to break free of his slowly pursing lips, "want some help, Moons?"

"Nac oes, cariad."

Sirius felt his cheeks burn, the words escaping before he had even a moment to think them through, "could you stop trying to seduce me!?"

"I'm not trying to seduce y-" He broke off and met the flushed boy's gaze, hope clearly flitting across his face, "do you want me to seduce you, Pads?"

He paused, scanning the room for some support before realising it was futile and hesitantly nodding, "peut être."

Remus couldn’t stop his grin, reaching to cup the other's jaw without thinking, "really?"

"Really. Are you going to be a wuss or are you going to kiss me?"

"You're such an ass, cariad. Come here."

Sirius gnawed on his lip for a moment before scrambling closer and letting their lips hover together, "I hate how easily you can seduce me."

"No, you love it."

His reply was lost in the kiss, if he even uttered one, their lips finding each other as Rem’s fingers trailed up to the black locks, threading through and twisting them into loose plaits or loops that would probably end up being knotted. But Sirius couldn't care less, not right now. Insteas he hummed and leaned further into the embrace, leading to him being tugged to fall somewhat elegantly on the werewolf’s lap, his arms looping around Remus' neck to steady himself.

Okay, he definitely loved it.

[missmungoe]

helloooo!!!!! im just coming by to say i. am. in. LOVE with your work!!!!!! i truly have been blessed to come across your fics bc theyre sooooo incredibly well written and just JUICYYYYY!!! i been biting the absolute hell out of my nails reading the suspense in some of these i cant help it omgggg! but i have 2 questions!!!! first question is do you ever plan on writing fics on some OP characters like the strawhats individually (not that im not getting my fill w your writing currently) but i love your writing style and i feel you’d be amazing in capturing more character pov. if thats not what your interested in at all thats okay!! i was just curious. and my last question is do you have any other ships that you’d want to write about? im curiousss👀 nonetheless all i wanted to say is youre amazing🥺 plsssss keep up the work and i hope you have an amazing new years!!!!!

(p.s. i hope the new years brings some new shanks x makino as well EEEEEEK!!!!)

HI, your enthusiasm revived me!! To answer your questions: I don’t have any plans right now! I just really love writing Shanks and Makino, and the stories I want to tell are about them, but I do include different POVs in my writing, because even if they’re not the main attraction, there are so many fun characters to explore in this series (case in point: one of my favourite POVs to write is Buggy’s).

Actually, in terms of Straw-Hat centric stories, there is the ‘Shanks and Makino through the eyes of one Monkey D. Luffy’ fic that I’ve been meaning to finish for ages, or at the very least, cross-post to AO3, but I had some more scenes I wanted to add before I do that (among others: the scene behind Luffy’s (mildly horrified) flashback in Andromeda chapter 5).

As for your second question: see above, haha. No but I have written for a few different ships in One Piece, even though it’s been a while! I really want to finish my Rayleigh x Shakky story Peony & Silver (I’ve been working on how to weave in Shakky’s past as a Kuja Empress without altering the story, but then she strikes me as the kind of person who could omit that tidbit for years before dropping it in the middle of a conversation, like ‘oh, did I forget to mention that? ah, well’). I also get the occasional question if I’m ever going to continue It Takes Two, aka the Zoro x Tashigi undercover-as-married fic, and I love that people are so fond of that story? I promise I haven’t forgotten about it; I just haven’t been inspired to write that pairing in a while, but I haven’t shelved the idea of a continuation<3

So we’ll see what 2023 brings! Right now I’m working on the next chapter of Tideswept because I’m on a roll (and the next chapter takes a turn, to say the least!), and my goal for the first half of this year is to get back to Mnemosyne, and if time and motivation allows, to finish both Andromeda Unbound and Moon and Her Maiden!