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[sugarsnappeases]

ritawalburga !!!!!

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Hi, have y'all seen the master list of Heart on the Table fanart recently?? We just got some new additions!!!

The absolutely wonderful and amazing @sunsestart made art for Heart on the Table (chapters 8 and 19) and it has DESTROYED ME. Here's a link to the master post. And here's the art for Chapter 8 (tw blood/injury) and Chapter 19.

These link to the image address as they aren't posted online. I am sharing them here with Sun's full permission!

Ramble about their amazing art under the cut:

OKAY SO. Chapter 8 art to start.

This is just GORGEOUS. And heartbreaking. So, so heartbreaking. You got all of the emotions that I wanted to convey in the scene, and I am OBSESSED with how you draw expressions. GOSH the tears in Papyrus's sockets and the way his brow bones and teeth are positioned are just. PAIN. He's so hurt and in shock. Like, I can FEEL his panic and shock and hurt from this.

And the COLORS!??!?! DAMN. Just the spots of red for Frisk's SOUL and the blue for Undyne's spears just really makes it pop and just... ties it together so well. It's so VISCERAL.

AND THE POSING. GOSH Papyrus's right (his right, our left??) hand DESTROYS ME. I cannot look away. Just... how did you convey in just one little hand how terrified he is to touch them? Because holy heck he just screams "I don't know where to touch or what to do without breaking them more."

And Frisk's expression. They're so HURT and gosh just. The shading over their eyes and their injuries... just. YOU GOT THE SPEAR THAT SKIMMED THEIR CHEEK!?!??! THIS IS PAIN. /pos I'M STILL FREAKING OUT OVER THIS.

ALSO THE INJURIES ON THEIR SIDE! IT'S ALSO THE Same one I gave them in story!!! This is brilliant, you are brilliant. Stars, I'm never going to emotionally recover from this. ALSO ALSO I adore the way you weight the lines. And the BLOOD. There's not a lot but it's so well done.

Gosh, I'm going to cry seeing Frisk's little hand in Papyrus's.

Everything about this. I adore. SO much. It's just got pain and tension and heartbreak and disbelief and desperation in every line. HHHHHHHHHH.

AND THE CHAPTER 19 ART!!! GOSH. MY HEART.

(I keep wanting to call it chapter 20 and I have no idea why.)

HHHGH. This whole thing. Just. This small strip of comic has the most palpable tension I've ever seen in a comic. The use of the exclamation marks and ellipses just really really really shows first the shock and then the pause before it all goes to hell.

And DAMN I love the angles and the poses so much. AND THE EXPRESSIONS. Holy heck I love the way you do expressions. Frisk's little smile and wave contrasting with Papyrus's slightly open mouth and brow bone quirked just so to show his shock/worry/distress right before it all hits him.

And then the close up panels on Papyrus and Undyne's faces- just-

HHHHH. The shadows across their eyes and the drops of sweat just. It makes it so that I'm really just. Feeling just as much tension as they probably are. Undyne clearly knows she's in a bit of deep shit, and Papyrus is just... processing. (and is not having a fun time while he takes in the sight in front of him.)

Also just. I love the way you do Undyne's fins. And Frisk's hair. And Undyne and Frisk in general. Also Papyrus's scarf and face and-

Okay I just love how you draw these characters so much. I wish to consume your art. GOSH I love your style.

And I also love how you have Papyrus's hand on the door and his pose. It really helps build the scene and to see that he had JUST opened the door.

Also I love the slight angle on the close up of Undyne since it's so dynamic. This whole thing is incredibly dynamic. It's a series of three still frames, but it doesn't feel like it. It feels almost like a scene from a video. They just flow into each other so well. You are just. So skilled at what you do.

And the line weights and the shadings and just- I will consume. I wish to consume. Entirely.

Thank you so so so much for making these wonderful pieces and allowing me to share them. I will never emotionally recover. The death sounds I made when I first saw them.... (You missed the worst of them when I saw the second one.)

It took me like a solid - 6 minutes(?) after I saw the first piece to stop vibrating and spinning and wheezing enough to type a response.

Also, cuz I saw someone ask this once and now I'm always curious- what was your favorite things about each of these that you made? Like what you did with the pieces. (Only if you want to answer of course!)

Just. Thank you so much. I'm gonna go stare at these some more now, thank you.

[idontknowreallywhy]

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🍄 Describe your wip/one of your wips in the format of ____ + _____ = _______

“Small Enthusiastic Tracy + Uncle Virgil Getting Carried Away = Glitterpocalypse”  

💾 What is your document of your wip/ a wip called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)

Hahaha “Final straight” - hilariously I titled it that when I thought the thing would be at least ten chapters less than it has turned out to be so I’ve been on that “Final Straight” since… um… May…

🤡 How many Wips are you actively working on?

Uhhhh *rubs back of neck* soooo it depends how you define “actively” but assuming we say it means I have at least half a plan for it and a decent chunk written (albeit not chronologically, let’s not kid ourselves here) … hmm lemme figure this out…

(Under the cut for rambling and links)

The big boys (2)

Resurface My Earth & Sky magnum opus (so so close to finishing this beastie now and I am so very proud of it)

Estera - my co-written mad sprawling razorfluff Scott-finds-a-friend-and-they-help-each-other-to-live universe… with parts for possibly two sequel fics which I may never use but I keep adding to them so… active… I’ll call it one WIP tho (at risk of @sofasurf locking me up because I keep trying to leap down plot rabbit holes). This one takes up a significant proportion of my brain in daily life, her back story, how that interweaves with Scott’s and their future story is vastly detailed now but will probably mostly not see the light of day. OC fics are never the best at getting engagement with people so I guess time would be better spent on others, maybe, but I’m inherently hopeless at writing the stuff I think I should be and so… yeah, I just love this story and how the two of them interact and the rest of the Tracys’ eyeview on it all (inc EOS, especially EOS) and I actually reread it a fair amount… your primary target audience is yourself, right?

Currently small but could easily get big:

Unnamed Wingman Ash story - so many notes and bits of prose and IDEAS. Constantly at the top of my “last updated” note files but other than posting some random snippets I haven’t actually worked out how to Start that one yet…

Octopus House - teeny adhd Scott at school

Red - the Alan & Havoc one

Shorter ones that should be easily finished off AND YET…

Play it Out - 3/4 just lacking that final chapter to fix what I broke

Sparkly cockroaches - a one-shot gift fic that I’ve been poking at for over a year 😏 whatever state it is in when I finally post it, it will not have been worth the wait but would be good to finish this at some point. Maybe before the second anniversary of the gift date 🙄

Fathers Day - 3/4 chapters done, 4th on its way slowly. Dad!Scott and the Tinies.

An Eyebrow-razing incident - 3/4 done, just gotta do the deed and raze those brows. Because I am a terrible, terrible human.

FishTanked-Up - 2/? I’ve got a morning-after chunk in draft but I have my doubts about them getting to the gallery. Also they might have accidentally adopted Juan… which could complicate things.

Music is Everything 4/? - my first ever TAG fic and although I haven’t made any progress on the finale in a while, I absolutely intend to finish it because it was my first. I might just have to rewrite half of it before that…

Misc insanity

A Very Silly Christmas Fic - the fic that confirmed I have no control over where a supposedly one-shot goes 🙄 Also ACTUAL ICELANDIC volcano erupted and made my crack Hrómundartinhurmindur fic a bit weird. Maybe I’ll finish it in time for this Christmas…

So… if we just count those and ignore the snippety / bullet points / too many exclamation marks plot bunnies then… twelve? That’s actually not as bad as I thought…

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[snesdudes]

28 dates with Unit Bravo

Day 1: CHOCOLATE

Pairing: Nate x f!Detective (Berenice Bailey)

Warnings: None, this is pure fluff. I don't think there's even any swear words (which for me is weird). Also Berry is a nerd and Nate loves it because he's a nerd too.

Words: ~1.7k

A/N: So!!! I've decided to join this. I should post a one shot with each of the prompts everyday this month for Mason x Alice or Nate x Berry. Let's see if I can keep up 😉

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Not an inch of the coffee table was visible under the blanket of books spread over it, open in pages that needed revision before she had traveled to the next one. Her notebook was full of scribbles and notes in different colors, highlighted bits in a bright yellow if it was something really important, unfinished information in green, false legends in blue and so on…

And sitting on the floor, her petite body folded almost impossibly, with her head resting against a behavioral guide of some mythological creature, was his girlfriend.

Nate was observing her with a soft smile on his lips, the sight both heartwarming and slightly amusing. She was snoring softly and the pages in front of her lips trembled slightly with every breath she exhaled. Her nose wrinkled every once in a while in a way she also did when she was awake - a habit he found utterly adorable - and the corners of her mouth curled upwards… the dream was pleasant, at least.

But that posture can not be good for her back and knees, Nate mused to himself, a mug of chocolate on each of his hands as he stood a few feet away from the table.

He had been patrolling and the best gift he could receive when he went back to the warehouse was the news that Berenice was in the library researching on her own. He had to refrain himself from going running to her and instead thought of bringing her some of her favorite beverage - hot chocolate with marshmallows.

Only to find her sleeping deeply over his books.

He left the mugs on the floor for a moment before gently removing a raven strand of hair from her freckled face, placing it behind her ear tenderly.

If Berenice could see how he was looking at her - she could barely be able to believe someone could hold such warmth in only a gaze. He whispered her name in the silent library, as if it was a secret which had to stay among the books for no one else to discover.

But she jolted awake with a jump and an exclamation.

"Wolpertinger!" She yelped, bright blue and brown eyes blinking unfocused, a mark on her cheek where she had been resting it against a book. Nate stifled a laugh at her alarmed expression as her eyes fell on him, cheeks quickly warming.

"Oh? Is that my new pet name?"

She groaned and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, proceeding then to stretch her arms as far as they could go up and behind her head, and Nate watched attentively every motion, dark eyes drinking in the sight of her slightly disheveled.

"Don't tell me I drooled over the books." She spoke, voice thick with sleep sending a delicious thrill through him, as she scanned the pages of the books she had used as a pillow. "Thank God." She muttered to herself, checking there was no harm done, and turned her face to Nate, more awake now. A wide smile instantly lit up her face at the handsome features she had come to adore. "Hi."

"Hello." Nate answered, and the pair of them let the moment linger for some seconds, eyes locked and smiles firmly planted in their lips. Their relationship was still so new, so exciting, and still so little moments had been shared, this felt like a blessing. Nate was the first to snap from the trance. "I brought you something."

She perked up, curiosity all over her features as he presented her the mug of hot chocolate. The rich smell of it instantly invaded her nostrils and she all but moaned, hands enveloping the warm ceramic.

"Thank you so much. You read my mind."

"Let's move to the couch, shall we?" Nate offered her a hand and she took it, the familiar spark lighting up her nerves at his touch making her smile widen.

They settled on the couch side to side, his arm falling over her back to surround her almost absentmindedly, bringing her closer. She sighed with satisfaction and stared at her drink.

"So many marshmallows. You're my knight in shining armor." She took the first sip as Nate grinned at her, happily watching the joy this simple gesture had brought to her features.

"Anytime, beautiful." He replied, squeezing her the slightest bit.

Berenice got comfortable, throwing her legs over his lap to turn her torso towards him more easily, the look on her eyes silently asking if it was okay, the pressure of his lips against her forehead a better answer she could have ever hope for.

"What were you researching? Are there wolpertingers in the Wayhaven forest now?" He asked with a hint of amusement on his smile. She snorted softly before taking a big gulp of chocolate.

"I was investigating how many myths repeat themselves in different countries and cultures and the differences between them." He could see in her face that innate thirst for knowledge she had, something he found incredibly attractive. "I want to create a database with all of them so we can go through it faster when we need it. A software with a collection of all the names and characteristics that had been assigned to the same creature over the years. Maybe also link them to the historic period they were first discovered? And a list of the myths that are not true? Hmm." She reached out for her notebook and a pen and started writing quickly her new ideas, leaving it on the table and looking back at Nate, who was staring at her with something akin awe in his face. She started talking faster. "I know you don't like technology, so it'll be really easy to navigate and completely encrypted so it can only be accessed from a computer in particular. I have one to spare at home and I thought, maybe, I could install it here? I would only need a corner, I know the library is your favorite place and I don't want to spoil it for you but… I'm rambling, aren't I?" She let out a breath sheepishly, hurrying herself to drink some of her chocolate, hands slightly shaky due to excitement and anxiety.

His big hands engulfed her smaller ones around her mug, the heat of it warming them both.

"You're brilliant, do you know that?" He asked softly, watching how her entire demeanor relaxed at his words. "I want to share everything I have with you. And that includes this place."

She took the last sip of the chocolate and left the mug on the floor, turning to him with a small frown. "I just don't want you to feel forced to it. I thought it would be nice to do the research together, maybe? I would do all the data dump in the software, but I need to recollect the data before I do that."

"Like a side project? Only the two of us?"

His earnest smile gained him a matching one from her. "Yeah! It will be a lot of work, but I could learn so much. And you, too, if you wanted I could teach you about the software as I create it!"

Technology was still incredibly frustrating for the vampire, but for her, he would sure as hell try. The excitement in her features so intoxicating he would have agreed to practically anything she had asked.

"I would love to."

"Really?" The question was slightly breathless.

"Really."

She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, knocking him backwards in surprise, his back against the couch and his girlfriend practically on his lap.

"I can come here after work every day, and on the weekends we can use the mornings and then have the afternoons free." She spoke, her breath hitting his neck and making his heartbeat quicken. She pulled back slightly until they were nose to nose.

"And what would we use the afternoons for, I wonder?" His voice had dropped an octave and she swallowed, eyes falling to his lips before going back to those gentle ones of him.

"I'm open to ideas." She retorted, licking her lips and making his focus snap to her mouth. He moved softly forwards, giving her time to stop him. When she leaned in as well, he lost no time in capturing her lips with his.

Berenice groaned almost instantly, one hand taking the nape of his neck, the other tracing his jawline with a featherlight touch. His fingers grasped her hips firmly, digging into her flesh hard enough to let her know how much he wanted her, not enough to hurt her.

"Nate…" she sighed against his mouth, and he traced her bottom lip with his tongue, a growl forming deep inside his chest at the sweetness of her lips.

"Gods, Berry…" he pulled her even closer, chests pressing against each other, breaths quickening. "You taste like chocolate."

She giggled against his lips, the sound more enticing than a siren's song. He couldn't help but smile, their lips still touching.

"I'm gonna request for more chocolate kisses if we're going to spend so much time together." She pecked his lips one more time before pulling back, licking her lips with her neck and ears flushed red.

"I'll give you everything you want, Berry." Their eyes met and she could see the honesty there.

"What a dangerous thing to say."

"And still so true."

She got up from the couch and stood between his spread legs, his hands coming to rest at the sides of her knees. He looked up at her, for a change, her 5 foot 2 towering over him for a moment. Her soft hands took his face, thumbs brushing his cheekbones before she leaned down, his hands unconsciously traveling upward to the back of her thighs.

"Then, Nate…" her breath hit his mouth, her lips brushed his so softly it could have been his imagination. He could only see the uneven colors of her eyes, drowning in them, his breathing hitching. "Help me put the books back."

And she was gone, only the smell of chocolate and her apricot shampoo surrounding him. He let out a huff and she giggled, it was nice to be the one doing the teasing for a change.

"What a mean girlfriend I have." He shot her a grin, getting up and helping her collect the books.

"Let's put these in their place and I'll show you how good I can be."

He watched her march towards the shelves with a raised eyebrow.

He had never moved so fast.

[tinsley-goldsworth]

clockwork

summary: francesca watches ricky and tinsley’s relationship develop as the clock ticks by (week 22 of my 30 weeks of prompts challenge: clocks) 

(read on ao3!) 

wc: 1558

Francesca Norris has known Ricky Goldsworth for a very long time. She knew him when they were both innocent children who were too young to understand the horrors of the world. They both enjoyed going to elementary school together, and, when asked about their parents, they both always answered with the same “they work in business” phrase because, in reality, their parents’ jobs were very complicated.

Ricky’s mother Lucy Goldsworth was a famous criminal who was infamous for her reasonable rates and efficiency. When someone needed something illegal to be done, Lucy was always the person people went to. Her husband, Ricky Goldsworth’s dad, was a mobster that he worked with Lucy but ending up running off, hence Ricky’s daddy issues. On the other hand, Francesca’s mother was an infamous spy who was well known for her problems with authority and Francesca’s father was a journalist who was not observative at all.

Francesca’s mother met Lucy on a mission once and they both became fast friends, bonding over their shared hate of government officials. Ricky and Francesca became friends because they saw each other so often when their mothers met up to discuss how dumb politicians were. 

There was no surprise that both mothers were killed during missions and that left a very important decision for Ricky and Francesca. They had to decide whether they wanted to pursue a different path from their parents or take over their jobs. To this day, Francesca still has no idea whether Ricky influenced her or she influenced him, but somewhere along the line, they both agreed to follow in their mothers’ footsteps, becoming “bad people”, instead of ending what their mothers had started.

Ricky has always been cold, even before he started killing people for cash. His cold behavior makes it clear he always destined to take on his mother’s job. Even as a child, he had little remorse to show for other children who were in his way and while he didn’t exactly deal with them by stabbing them, Ricky was still shoved them out of his way with the aggression he would use to stab somebody. Francesca, on the other hand, was responsible for talking the teacher out of punishing Ricky, which is how she realized that she had a hidden power of sweet-talking and persuasion. 

Unsurprisingly, as Ricky spent more time doing his job, he grew more apathetic and whatever little sympathy he had in his heart seemed to have shriveled up and died. Francesca knew that his job required him to practically be drained of any emotion but she was alarmed by the fact that Ricky somehow grew colder as he grew more powerful. 

However, Francesca’s alarm disappeared the day that Ricky stopped by her house for their weekly weekend conversation about life updates and such, since the two still remained best friends even after their new jobs dominated their lives. Francesca was adjusting the position of her clock on the wall (the time read 9:14 at night) when she heard a knock on the door. 

The moment Ricky opened the door, Francesca knew that something was up with him. Her instinctive habits of reading people kicked in and she began noting all the signs, connecting them as she went along. Ricky’s top button was unbuttoned and he never left his top unbuttoned unless he was trying to impress somebody, which he didn’t really need to do in order to attract business since he was pretty well known in the criminal world already. So, this meant that he left his top button unbuttoned for somebody who he was not working with, possibly as a means to express subtle romantic interest.

Before Francesca could scrutinize any further details, Ricky made the connections for her when he took off his blazer and excitedly exclaimed, “You won’t believe what happened today! I met the dumbest, but also cutest, detective today when I was working on an assignment somebody gave to me and apparently, somebody else tipped the authorities off about the assignment so C.C. Tinsley was there and he was definitely not the detective to send because first of all, those long legs are totally wasted if he’s just standing around solving cases all the time and second of all, he got really distracted by my flirting and I managed to slip away with the goods before he could notice. He was really cute though, I’m thinking about seeing him again.”

Ricky paused his rambling to catch his breath and Francesca was shocked into utter silence. She hadn’t heard Ricky talk about anybody so passionately ever in their countless years spent together and she seemed to be unable to process the notion that Ricky Goldsworth wasn’t completely emotionless. Maybe Ricky had finally lost his mind after years of trauma from the horrors he witnessed during his assignments; that would be a more reasonable explanation than the suggestion that Ricky might be catching romantic feelings for somebody. 

“I’m going to take your silence as support. I’m going to see him again, and hopefully ask him out, and maybe this can go somewhere,” Ricky concluded before he took out Francesca’s knife-sharpening tools from her cabinet. Normally, Francesca would’ve teasingly rolled her eyes since he always used her knife-sharpening tools, even though he had a perfectly functioning set at home. Instead, she was still so shocked that she just watched Ricky sharpen knives as he hummed happily to himself.

~

The next time Ricky spoke about C.C.Tinsley, Francesca was just about to go to sleep. It was 1:32 am and frankly, Francesca was more than ready to go to sleep after a long day of staying in disguise for her latest mission. She just finished removing her wig when she received an incoming call from Ricky. Usually, Ricky preferred to stop by to chat so this meant that Ricky either had something urgent to say or something extremely quick. 

Nevertheless, Francesca picked up just in case the case was the former and, just her luck, the case was the latter. Before Francesca could even ask Ricky why he was calling her, Ricky began rambling about C.C. Tinsley.

“Guess what? I talked to him again and convinced him to go out on a date with me! It’s going to be great. But I mean, I obviously maintained my cool and stayed calm but I’m really excited! I know you’re probably planning to sleep right now so sorry for calling you but I just wanted to give you an update! Good night!”

Francesca was very certain that Ricky was either possessed, had too much sugar, or was truly infatuated with this detective for him to sound so energetic at 1:32 in the early morning.

That was not the only instance where Ricky contacted Francesca in the dead of night (or extremely early in the morning). At 3:25 am on a Wednesday night, Francesca woke up since her mission started at 5:30 and she needed two hours in order to get into her disguise. She received a chain of text messages from Ricky about C.C. yet again. This time, it was about how C.C. agreed to finally move up to boyfriend status.

As Francesca put her lipstick on, she read the enthusiastic texts that were all punctuated with several exclamations marks and random keyboard smashes to express the feeling of being overwhelmed with emotions. She was glad that Ricky hadn’t started using emojis to unironically express himself because that would be the most concerning action out of all the actions he did so far. Francesca replies with a few words of encouragement and then told Ricky to sleep and save his love for later.

There were so many more instances where Ricky talked to Francesca about his boyfriend. He invited her to his housewarming party when he and C.C. moved in together at 12:34 am on a Sunday night (technically Monday morning). He also sent her photos from his first vacation with C.C. in some secluded place in the middle of nowhere that had breathtaking views at 7:45 on a Tuesday evening. 

The most memorable one was the most recent one, which was exactly at 2:45 in the early morning when Francesca received a call from Ricky. She predicted that it would be about Tinsley and she picked up, half-awake. “Hey Ricky, what’s up?”

“Fran, I’m getting married! I just proposed to Tinsley and he said yes. Would you like to be my best man? Well, I mean, technically you’d be my best woman and it goes against tradition but screw tradition.”

“Are you kidding me? I’d love to!” Francesca practically squealed, standing up as joy coursed through her veins. “I’m so happy for you! Congratulations!”

This is what led to Francesca standing at the altar, giving a speech about the specific times that Ricky talked about his fiancé and how the clock seemed to play an important role in the evolution of their relationship. She finished her speech and Ricky and C.C. finally got married after years of being in love at exactly 6:19 in the evening on a Sunday. Their relationship was the definition of clockwork and Francesca felt a little emotional at the thought of her being able to see how they decide to write their future.

~

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oh lmao i forgot to say odaat fic!! my b. also yeah ive read most of your stuff (i think? maybe some if your older stuff i havent gone back far enough for) so other authors would be great!

cool, that was my guess but i didn’t want to assume. sorry about the delay on this, it was much wittier yesterday before my inbox ate my reply. i figured the rec links are the part that really matters so hopefully you can forgive my lack of bonus rambling this time around so i actually post this. :)

and just fyi, characterization is my jam when it comes to fic, it’s what i care about most–i love authors who see the characters similarly to how i do. readability matters to me too, but i can withstand some typos if i really connect with a fic. mostly i’m a bit picky though? so once you’ve gotten started it would definitely be worth diving deeper into ao3 in case you love some authors i just haven’t connected with for one reason or another.

so. my fave authors for odaat fic are @fandammit, @finehs, @witasaweapon, and @jicklet. i’ll read anything they write. if you like the samples below, definitely check out their others on ao3.

there’s no avoiding an alvarez by @witasaweapon is a post-s3 fic that kicks off with another schneider relapse but takes it in an interesting alvareider direction. jo is really good at mixing fun with angst, i’m usually more of a fluff person but i enjoy the way she writes.

not an exclamation mark, but a colon. by @jicklet is some of my favorite smut ever and definitely peak alvareider. the voices and the tone are perfect and it all just makes sense. every time i think about writing smut for my otp i end up rereading this one instead because i love it.

would you want me if i want you? by @finehs this one is shorter than dani’s usual but since it was my prompt and i’m weak for kisses and tension, i’m partial to it. she was writing for and shipping alvareider long before i got here and i’m thrilled whenever she brings her fic back to the fandom.

with sorrows to impart by @fandammit is a slowburn alvareider epic that’s technically a WIP but ends well as it is. it dives into schneider’s family background and is just trope-filled shippy goodness. fun fact: lelanie wrote this before s3 but schneider’s father is still named lawrence. because she’s magic.

other faves:

phoenix rising by @hondagirll​ is a post-s3 slowburn alvareider that includes the whole family. steph only just finished it and it’s her first in the fandom, but if she writes more she’ll definitely be on my ‘always read’ list.

the time it takes by @sidras-tak​ is an alvareider soulmate au that was so good it inspired one of my own.

don’t be scared; it’s only love by @forcolorfulskies is an alvareider set after schneider’s relapse, and baby let’s take the long way home by philindas is an alvareider road trip fic. both are WIPs but i like their potential so far.

and these two, along with @finehs​‘s work, were my intro alvareider fics when i first arrived. i reread them a lot, they’re classics and my forever faves:

hold on tight they’ll muddle through by jesshelga is a seriously adorable and hot (sometimes literally) take on pen & schneider getting together.

in spite of ourselves by @carlytenney is a shorter, sexier alvareider hookup fic. this more than any others convinced me i wasn’t crazy for shipping them, back before i found my friends and wrote 10 million ways they could be canon.

thanks for asking :D have fun!!

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 Questions for me:

 How do you choose your books?

If I buy second hand I always buy by impulse! It sounds horrible but if it sticks out either by cover or by browsing the back I’ll just get it. Sometimes if I find a nice book in a horrible condition i get it anyway because I feel bad about leaving it where no one will buy it!

Do you buy a lot, or do you prefer the library?

 Both? I go to the second hand store a couple times a month to browse the shelves. I check out my library every week and the library online resources whenever I’m bored, so basically all the time! :)

How many books have you read this year?

 4! The Marrow Thieves, Crazy Rich Asians, The Last Wish and a Wonder Woman Comic!

 What is the worst book you read this year?

 None so far, I liked them all!

 Tell me something about your bookblr.

I post mostly about books I randomly (or not so randomly) find in my library’s shelves. There’s also a lot of cats, sometimes even my own kitties or foster cats! I use a lot of exclamation marks!

 Do you follow book releases? If yes, how (fb, twitter, personal following of some authors…)?

 I follow some authors that I know I like on facebook and follow releases here on tumblr!

 Do you read the book before the movie, or see the movie first?

 I try to read the book first but not having read it will not stop me from watching the movie!

 How do you write book reviews? (If you don’t write, tell me what you like to see in them, or how you would write them)

 There are a total of 3 reviews I’ve ever written so I can’t call myself a professional but I like a quick info what the book was about and then me rambling incoherently, that seems to be it.

 Ebooks yes or ebooks no?

 YES! I love my home library with my whole heart but I don’t know what I’d do on the run without the Overdrive app!

 Do you have a Goodreads account?

 You can find me with this handy link! 

Blank gap -tell me anything you want: books you love, a book you rec me, how do you feel about my blog, anything at all!

 I’ll use this chance to steal the favourite fairy tale question! Mine is The Little Match Girl, I first read it in a very old fairy tale book that my grandmother owned and I always loved it.

  Questions by me:

 1.     What is your favourite fairy tale?

2.     What are you reading at the moment?

3.     Do you diversify your reading and if so how?

4.     New books or used ones? Or library?

5.     Tell us something about your local library, or your favourite library memory!

6.     One remarkable book you read in 2018?

7.     Do you read comics or visual novels? If so what’s your favourite?

8.     Tell us something about your blog!

9.     Reading or writing?

10.   Tea, coffee, or hot chocolate with a good book?

11.   Where do you read most often?

 BONUS QUESTION: What’s your goodreads?  (so I can follow you immediately!)

  I’m tagging:

 @anassarhenisch, @foodbookandteablog, @worlds-of-ink-and-paper, @lost-in-books94, @immzies-adventures-through-books, @biblioshark, @diversitybooks, @lornaslibrary, @booksmashedellie, @books-and-floralteacups and @lesbianreads

Have fun everyone!

[fuck-you-i-am-spiderman]

Adventures in Childhood Superheroes

Chapter 4 - “Bruises and Kaleidoscopes”

Summary: A surprise visitor greats the DEO and Mon-El causes unnecessary chaos.

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Alex's hand hovered over her gun glaring up at Mon-el in disdain. "This doesn't concern you so-" Her eyes narrowed and she had to stop herself from kicking him as he tried to brush her off. "You need to step away from her right now." Alex's tone was low and warning. Mon-El started to say something in response but after seeing the look on Alex's face he decided against it. Turning his back to her, he redirected his attention to a startled and angry Lena Luthor who had been backed into a corner.

"As I was saying you shouldn't be here. You and your family have caused enough trouble! You need to leave." "Last time I checked you don't work at the DEO moan-el. The day you do I might consider listening to anything that comes out of your idiotic mouth." Lena tilted her chin up in defiance and Alex could tell she was getting into her CEO mood. However Mon-El was getting visibly worse and this time his fist was shaking as he invaded her space even more, clearly not appreciating Lena's snarky response. "On Daxam people respected their Prince. I'm ordering you to leave. No one wants you here!" Alex goes to step in but Lena shakes her head determined to stand her ground. Mon-El had other ideas; grasping Lena's wrist tightly as he tried to force her away. "Ow, get off. You're hurting me." Alex rushes forward gun out ready to shoot, when a sudden beam of bright blue light zaps in front and the sound of Kara's scream pierces the room. Turning to see Maggie and Winn trying to hold back a struggling Kara, her laser vision sparking in mad bursts as she attempts to charge at a shocked Mon-El who was still holding Lena's wrist. "NOOOOO! Get away from her!" Kara shoves at Winn's arm sending him stumbling back and then she's running out of their arms. Her tiny legs not cooperating as fast as she wants, white hot tears streaming down rosy red cheeks as she cries out again. "STOP! Don't you hurt my Lena!" Normally Alex would have made a teasing quip about Kara's incredibly obvious crush on Lena but here was a struggling 4 year old who was about to break down, her superpowers inconsistent as she tries to attack a 6 foot aggressive Daxamite. Alex springs into action, arms wrapping securely around Kara as she does her best to calm her. Kara struggles in her arms kicking and punching as Alex restrains her. "Kara, you need stop." The four year old sobs, mumbling incoherently as she keeps moving. Her eyes narrowing as she looks at Mon-el, a second later the laser shoots out and he yelps springing back as it burns against his ankle. Lena backs away, shielding her body from him towering over her. Mon-El turns to glare down at the four year old. "What the hell Kara?!" Now it's not just Alex that stands protectively. Winn and Maggie quickly move in front of her before the sound of metal bangs. All eyes widening as Mon-El crumples to the floor revealing James in all of his Guardian glory standing a few inches away. "You're not on Daxam anymore." He casts a disapproving look in Mon-El's direction before stepping over him and moving to address the others. "Are you okay Kara?" Kara is burrowed against Alex's neck but manages a small nod, curling into Alex's embrace further. James nods as Alex mouths a 'thank you' and then he's walking over to Lena. "Lena, are you alright?" "A little shaken up but I'm okay. Thank you James." He stills tilting his head as he stares at her through the gap in his mask. Her expression becomes amused as she speaks in a teasing tone. "You can't seriously believe a mask could fool me. Your design, while impressive, is pretty lacking. I'm sure I could come up with a more well-suited model." Alex smirks as Winn looks somewhat offended and with a sigh James removes his helmet offering her a smile. "Well I guess this isn't needed then." He smiles warmly before his eye line drifts to her arm and a concerned expression forms. "Alex you should take a look at Lena's wrist it looks quite red." "Honestly James it's fine." "No it isn't, Mon-El has super strength and his grip was tight enough that it could have done some serious damage."

“I’ll meet you in the medical bay.” Alex affirms. Lena goes to protest again only to be met by several unimpressed faces. Clearly, arguing the matter wasn't something that would go down well so instead she agrees with a hesitant smile, not quite sure how to respond to this level of concern. "How about I walk you up there Little Luthor?" it's Maggie who breaks the silence, smiling warmly at Lena as they walk together.

When Lena heard footsteps she thought it was Alex. Her eyes were closed as she lay on the doctor's bed. Now that she thought about it her wrist was throbbing and this was definitely not something she had expected when she came to the DEO. Once she'd heard about what had happened to Kara she wanted to offer some insight about what could have caused this strangeness to occur; and then there was the adorable picture of Winn with the child Kara making paper airplanes; so to say Lena was curious was an understatement. When the pitter patter of footsteps suddenly stopped her eyes fluttered open and there, mere inches from her face, was that familiar sunny smile that she loved. Kara's smiling face looked down at her, eyes twinkling as she stared at Lena as though she was her favourite piece of candy. This child version of Kara looked so innocent and the sight made Lena's heart clench. Her eyes drifted down to the rest of Kara's body as the 4 year old wrung her hands together, her foot tapping against the edge of her bed as she seemed to gather herself. "Maggie said you were awake and Alex told me to stay with Winn but then I kept thinking that you would wake up alone and so I ran off and Alex is going to shout at me. But you're awake and I wanted to say hello. So...um hello." Lena couldn't help the quiet chuckle that escaped her as Kara rambled in the same way as usual, her arms flapping around as she over explained the story. Lena smiled as Kara abruptly stopped talking, her nerves catching up with her. "Hi Kara." "Rao." Lena starts to question the sudden exclamation as Kara's smile turns shy and a light blush forms but then Alex walked through the doorway, her arms folded as she scolds the four year old. "Kara you cannot run off like that!" "I wanted to see Lena." Kara matches Alex's posing, her arms folded and sporting a small pout as she stared up at her big sister. "You were supposed to wait for me." "But Lena is up here." it comes out in a higher pitched whine and she actually starts to stomp her foot as if emphasising her point. "I don't care if an ice-cream sundae was up here you still don't just run off without telling anyone." "but I-" At Alex's pointed look Kara's mouth snaps shut and her gaze turns sullen and sulky. Nodding Alex turns to Lena with a self assured smile. "How are you feeling Lena?" "I'm okay though my wrist is protesting." "J'onn made sure that oaf won't be returning any time soon." Alex spit out the word oaf glancing briefly at the four year old watching them with rapt attention before carrying on. "I'll take a look at your wrist but we may have to put some wrapping on it just in case." "Alex" "And then we can go down to the lab and-" "Alex, Alex, Alex" Kara repeated, each word followed by a sharp point to Alex's side. Alex smirks at Lena sharing a look as she pretends not to notice. "As I was saying," "Alex! Helloooo." "Lena did you hear something? I think it must have been a mouse of something." "Alex..." "Wait there it is again," "Alex!" this time Kara shouts tugging firmly on Alex's pants until Alex looks down with mock surprise. "Oh my Kara I forgot you were here." "You're mean! I said your name like a trillion times." "I mustn't have heard that. Alright what do you want little bug?" "Can I help you patch up Lena?" "You want to help? I don't know, do you think you're up for the challenge?" At Kara's enthusiastic nod Alex smiles and moves out of the way so that Kara can step closer. Instead Kara practically jumps onto the bed scrambling to sit beside Lena who greets her with an amused smile, instantly making room. Alex rolls her eyes but sets to work.

                                                              .....

"Hey Kara did you want to see what I brought for you?" Lena smiles down as Kara stops squirming and a truly adorable expression takes over her face. "You got me a present?" "You're my favourite, of course I did." Kara wiggles in her seat her hands making impatient grabby motions. Lena laughs, lifting her good hand to softly run her fingers through Kara's long tresses, she catches Alex's eye and nods to the handbag in the corner. Smiling gratefully when Alex passes it to her without complaint simply getting back to applying the aloe vera to Lena's bruising. Lena removes the hand stroking Kara's hair only to reach into her bag retrieving a perfectly wrapped box. The paper had Supergirl's crest printed on it and the ribbon was the exact red of Kara's cape. Kara's eyes lit up and as soon as Lena hands her the box she tears off the paper, her little hands tracing the edge of the box. Her eyes drift to Lena's with slight hesitance. "Go on." Lena speaks softly smiling in a way she hopes reassures the child. It works as Kara immediately digs in, carelessly tossing the lid aside as she looks at what's inside. Her smile gets almost impossibly wider and she gasps. Reaching inside to pull out a small kaleidoscope. The outside was a deep sea blue colour and along the side were engravings. Alex stopped working, looking up to see why Kara gasped. When she looked closely she could see that Lena had engraved some Kryptonian symbols. Kara's little fingers ran along the markings and then her whole body wiggles. "That's my name! Alex it has my name on it. Look there!" she thrusts the object under Alex's nose, pointing enthusiastically to the different symbols. Before Alex even finishes looking Kara has snatched the kaleidoscope away and has brought it up to her eye, twisting one section and then oohing and ahhing over the colourful visualisations the object created. Lena watches waiting for Kara to realise what's inside and then the penny drops and Kara's eyes are brimming with tears as she pulls the object back with a watery smile. "Do you like it?" Lena asks unsurely, not wanting to have caused Kara any upset. The little girl nods putting the object to the side before she's throwing her arms around Lena and hugging her so tightly that if she were regular size and strength Lena would probably bruise. Lena smiles, trying to hide her flinch when Alex starts to wrap her wrist. Kara is pulling back instantly, registering the pained expression on Lena's face and immediately trying to console her. "It's okay. Don't cry Leenie." Lena shakes her head, tears threatening to spill as Kara brushes her cheek. Kara presses her face against Lena's cheek, hands moving frequently as she tries to stop Lena from hurting. "There, all done. You're going to need to change the bandage at least twice a day and keep it properly rested." Alex continues to list off the requirements and instructions but Lena can't pay attention - not when Kara is leaning over her injured wrist and placing the lightest of kisses to the top of her wrapping. Realising the adults have ceased their conversation Kara pulls back with a sheepish expression. Alex raises her eyebrow expectantly. "I was just kissing Lena's boo-boo." Kara mumbles the words suddenly very embarrassed and concerned she was going to get shouted at again. Lena and Alex share a fond smile. Walking together out of the medical bay with Kara trailing behind, kicking the ground wearing a sullen expression. "You're coming in tomorrow right?" Alex asks. "Who wouldn't want another day of this fun?!" Lena answers with a teasing smile. "Well your gift is definitely going to keep her entertained for a while." "It should, it has the colours and shapes specially modified to form Kryptonian symbols, stars and the yellow sun that Kara remembers seeing back on Krypton. We talked about it during one of our movie nights and she expressed how much she missed getting to see them so I did some research and spoke to J'onn - he thought it was a great idea so for the past two weeks I've been engineering and modifying it to replicate them as best I can." Lena explains. "You truly are one of a kind, Luthor." Alex makes sure to say the name with an admiring smile just to show she means no ill will. "Kara's lost so much already, if I can give her something - even a little thing back I'm going to do it." "Thank you Lena, seriously this is amazing." Lena returns Alex's smile before stopping in front of the exit, turning around to see Kara standing, arms folded sulking in the corner. She crosses the space and crouches down in front of Kara causing the girl to look up with sad eyes. "I just wanted to thank you for saving me before, my little knight in shining armour." She doesn't wait for Kara's response, turning to press a soft kiss to Kara's cheek with a promise to see her tomorrow. Kara's mouth is open wide as her hand moves to touch the place where Lena's lips had just been. Lena smiles nodding goodbye to Alex before leaving. Kara stands still in place, her face red as she blinks dreamily staring at the spot Lena just left from. "Kara?" "Little Danvers are you okay?" "Can she hear us? Kara?" Alex takes one look at her sister and starts to cackle taking in the dreamy smile and dopey expression. "Lena just kissed her cheek." "Wow even as a child Kara can't hide her crush!" Kara smiles obliviously before moving to perch in the empty chair beside Winn, her attention moving to the kaleidoscope as a bright blush overtakes her face. She feels warm and tingly, definitely excited to see Lena again. Maybe she can draw her a nice picture to thank her for the present. All Kara knows is that she can't wait for tomorrow.