#fanfiction by me

[i-want-you-homosexually]

Since I’m on here more I’ll start posting my fic updates here as well.

Dazai and Chuuya’s Entrance Exam

Synopsis:

Odasaku dies, and Dazai leaves the Port Mafia, except this time he brings his partner with him. When they finally come out of two years in hiding, they must convince the ADA they are NOT sketchy and can be trusted.

Kunikida is suddenly saddled with two suspicious guys his age. One seems potentially decent, the other he wouldn't trust with anything. It's his job to keep these idiots in control and gauge if they can be given the right to work for the Armed Detective Agency.

No one is having a good time.

Except maybe Dazai.

Or: The AU where Dazai took Chuuya with him and became ADA members together.

[alymccart]

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve shared this, but there’s now six chapters up! I have a lot more already written, it just needs some hefty editing and knitting together for story flow reasons. I’m having fun with this, so I hope others are enjoying it, as well. Writing is so cathartic....

As always, summary under the cut.

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Charlie Magne | Morningstar/Vaggie Characters: Charlie Magne | Morningstar, Dazzle (Hazbin Hotel), Razzle (Hazbin Hotel), KeeKee (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Fluff, Developing Relationship, Fluff and Angst, hotel repairs, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Canon Compliant, Helluva Boss Lore Mention, Charlie Magne | Morningstar Sings, Slow Burn, folks i'm flat-out horrible at tagging plz tell me if I miss something, Animal Death, Protective Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel) Series: Part 2 of Purpose Beyond the Hellfire Summary:

Vaggie has decided that her place is with Charlie, though she can't help but be unsure of her budding feelings. She is determined to help the Princess see her hotel dream to fruition, though she has very little idea what that may actually entail. It's a dirty, tiring, and prolonged endeavor that tests Vaggie's limits and the strength of her devotion, but also shows her just how much she needs that brightly burning fire of a woman in her life.

Chapter 1 summary: Vaggie discovers that sometimes mornings can offer some pleasant surprises.

[princessconsuelapark]

metal skin by nowhere_blake

James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers & Dog Tags & Jewish Bucky Barnes & Established Relationship & Bucky Barnes Recovering & Supportive Sam Wilson

He shrugs again. ‘It’s not on my record. Have Protestant on my dog tags in case of capture. It was what we did,’ he says, more offhand than he feels, and he’s not sure if that’s a lie or not. It was certainly what he did. But he doesn’t have it in himself to feel cowardly about it anymore. He was trying to get home to Steve. He knows he would make the same choice over and over again if he had to. OR Bucky lies about his next of kin for his dog tags, and things kind of spiral from there.

[theskee]

For the prompts - sharing clothes/undies/accessories 👀

HELLO! I hope this satisfies. I got an idea like. Immediately. From this one. Emmrich has one article of clothing in particular that I feel like we deserved to see but never got to.

[iasconsumesmedia]

The best worst day of Stiles' life

by EveryoneLovesLaurence

It's the best day of Stiles' life because RDJ is going to be Doctor Doom and he gets to see his crush today! It's the worst day of Stiles' life because he doesn't look where he's going.

Relationship: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Word count: about 2500

Other tags:

physical injury

Alternate Universe - No Werewolves

Meet-Cute

Fic author is not a doctor

and relied on phonetics to try to figure some stuff out

[boredintjqueen]

New Lokius fic, set in between ep1 and ep2 of s1.

[plusreaderswhenever]

Dimentio + Reader

It was a perfect day. Birds were singing. Flowers were blooming. On days like these, innocent people were going about their days in peace, unaware of anything that might interrupt their happy lives. It was quiet…

Too quiet for you. (:

You were a trickster by nature, a villain from birth. You liked to cause trouble in general, and that was always a part of you. You hadn’t gone on to world destroying yet, but someday in the future you’d work at that. For now, you just liked to make people’s days harder. 

And who better to do that with than your best buddy, Dimentio? He was always raring to cause chaos and join you for your evil games!

Right now, you and he were at the top of a tower, looking down on the oblivious townspeople. “Are you ready?” He asked. “Yup!” You answered cheerily. 

“Then let us commence with the mischief, like two bullies stealing candy at an elementary school playground!” He took one handle of the vat of ice water, and you took the other. You both pushed with all your might, and… 

SPLASH! The screams from below were amazing! You high-fived your partner in crime and he ruffled your hair in return. “So, what is your dastardly mind planning to do now?” He grinned. “What do you want to do?” You had to know what he was thinking. As a less major villain, you really admired this guy. He must have something truly evil up the gloves on his floating hands, and you aspired to be like him someday.

“Well, why don’t we…pause for dramatic effect… set a building on fire?”

Now that was way past your usual endeavors. But you were hoping to destroy the universe someday, so a little destruction and game-ending like this would be great practice.

“Sounds awesome! Which one are we burning?”

“Ah ha ha ha! Eager as always, eh? Well, it’s the town hall!”

“The town hall?” You were stoked! You were also a bit scared of being caught by the law enforcements there, but you couldn't disappoint him.

He must have taken notice of your fear, because he put a hand on your shoulder and said, “Do not fear, my anxious assistant. If anything bad happens, I can always destroy anyone who dares to strike us… by magic!”

You were even more stoked! “Let’s go!”

And so you went to commit arson together XD

@jester-addict I saw this post and thought “hey, since this blog is all about plus readers, i should write something for this!” It’s been almost a year so you probably don’t care but i still wanted to write this anyway. Just because I like to write plus readers haha

[strangenewwords]

I just finished reading If you wanna have some fun and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!! I LOVED IT!!! I LOVED IT SO FREAKING MUCH!!!!

How can a smut fic be so cute and soft and warm?! Og good Loki I am obsessed!!! It was so sweet and the teasing and oh god, I'm aroace but boi did it make me feel things I haven't felt since my ex dkdndldd oh god I loved it so much. Thank you for sharing that sweet delight of a fanfic with us 🖤🖤🖤

And if things couldn't be better YOUR LIKE STAR TREK?!

Girl please marry me or do whatever you want I'm yours!

(not to brag or anything but I make some really delicious cinnamapple pancakes *wink*)

Oh my god this is amazing! This is worth finally breaking down and getting tumblr on my phone 🤣. I do love Star Trek and like a million other things but ESPECIALLY cinnamapple pancakes just. Saying.

These kind words mean the world to me and I really really appreciate them!!!! ❤️🍑❤️

[inkskinned]

please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!

do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!

[artemisdesari-blog]

A writer friend told me something that broke my heart a little bit today; they're going to quit publishing their fanfic.

My instant thought was that they had been trolled or attacked or that something terrible had happened in their life because this person is so passionate about their writing. It wasn't any of that. Engagement with their works has been going down, as it has for many of us. Comments are like gold dust a lot of the time, and just looking through the historical comment counts on old fics on ao3 demonstrates this trend very clearly. It was not simply the comments dropping off which caused them to decide to stop posting, however.

My friend came across a discord server for their fandom (I should point out here that their fandom interest and mine diverged a couple of years ago, we stay in touch but don't currently read each other's posts because I'm not into their fandom and they would rather gouge their eyes out with a wooden spoon than read anything Star Wars) and specifically to share fic in that fandom. They joined, because we all love a good fic rec, only to discover that their latest multichapter fic, which has almost no comments and very few kudos, is being hotly discussed in this server as one of the best stories ever. Not one of these people has bothered to say this to them on the fic. When they asked, none of participants could see the point in telling the author of the fic they apparently loved so much that they love it.

This discovery has absolutely destroyed my friend's love of sharing fic. They share because they love seeing other people's enjoyment, and fic writers do that through comments and kudos/reblogs/likes because we don't get paid. There is no literary critic writing a blog post/article about how amazing the story is for us to copy and keep/frame. There is no money from royalties. All we have are the words of the people reading our works.

Those people on that server could have taken five minutes of the time they spent gushing about how amazing my friend's story was to other people and used it to tell the one person guaranteed to want to hear that praise how much they loved it. They could have taken a moment to express their opinion to the person who spent hours upon hours plotting, writing, editing, and posting those chapters. Instead, they deprived my friend of thing that keeps them sharing their writing, and in the process have killed their love of it. My friend now feels used and unmotivated.

I won't be sharing a link to their fic, they said I could share their experience but not their identity. I know they plan to post one final chapter. I know they intend to express their hurt at being excluded from the praise for the thing they created, and I know they intend to announce that as a consequence they will not be posting for a long while, if at all.

So please, I beg you, don't hide your love of a story from the writer. It's just about the only thing we have.

[princessconsuelapark]

I could stay awake... by nowhere_blake

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV) Relationships: Elena Gilbert/Damon Salvatore, Damon Salvatore & Stefan Salvatore, Elena Gilbert & Stefan Salvatore, Elena Gilbert & Damon Salvatore & Stefan Salvatore

Additional Tags: Sharing a Bed, Fluff, in fact this is:, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Brotherly Bonding, Protective Damon Salvatore, Damon has this whole Older Brother moment, Platonic Cuddling, Established Elena Gilbert/Damon Salvatore, it's gen between Stefan and Damon but please interpret to your heart's content, Elena and Stefan love each other, in a post-heartbreak kind of way, threeway cuddles

Damon's been gone for god knows how long, so if he spends his first night back home with Elena in his arms, counting her eyelashes, or something similarly embarrassing, it's nobody's business but his own. Enter his brother creepily stalking through the halls, worrying about Damon loud enough to wake the dead.

Placed in time rather ambiguously to hide its possibly non canon-compliantness. Damon comes back from the dead and/or kidnapping, deathly danger, or similar in nature, then his girl invites his brother to cuddle with them. Turns out he doesn't actually mind.

[bardofavon]

not to be controversial bc I know this is like…not in line with shifting opinions on fanfic comment culture but if there’s a glaring typo in my work I will NOT be offended by pointing it out. if ao3 fucks up the formatting…I will also not be offended by having this pointed out…

‘looking forward to the next update’ and ‘I hope you update soon!’ are different vibes than a demand, and should be read in good faith because a reader is finding their way to tell you how much they love it. I will not be mad at this.

‘I don’t usually like this ship but this fic made me feel something’ is also incredibly high praise. I’m not going to get mad at this.

even ‘I love this fic but I’m curious about why you made [x] choice’ is just another way a reader is engaging in and putting thought into your work.

I just feel like a lot of authors take any comment that’s not perfectly articulated glowing praise in the exact manner they’re hoping to receive it in bad faith.

fic engagement has been dropping across the board over the last several years, and yes it’s frustrating but it isn’t as though I can’t see how it happens. comment anxiety can be a real thing. the last thing anyone wants to do is offend an author they love, and that means sometimes people default to silence.

idk where I’m going with this I guess aside from saying unless a comment is outright attacking me I’m never going to get mad at it, and I think a lot of authors should feel the same way. ESPECIALLY TYPOS PLZ GOD POINT OUT MY TYPOS.

[iasconsumesmedia]

It's Thomas' birthday and Teresa has promised to bring their neighbour home. Gally will never know really what hit him.

Tags: prelude to a threesome

Gally/Teresa Agnes/Thomas. Gallomesa?

For Thomesa Week Day 5: Otp/Poly.

Explicit but no real smut

[mybreadsmybutters]

when i was a kid i wanted to be a famous youtuber like dan and phil so that people would gay ship me with my irl best friend and we would be sooo weirded out by it and laugh and make videos joking about it but secretly it would make her realize her repressed gay crush on me and i'd help her through her gay crisis and then we would have a sickeningly sweet sappy romance and read fanfiction about ourselves together... anyways just found out she's married to a guy in the mafia now so i probably don't have a chance

[plusreaderswhenever]

The Sweet Cap’n Cakes Adopt You as a Fourth Sibling

Blue light seeped in through your closed eyelids. Still, you laid there unmoving for a few minutes because you were disoriented and not fully aware yet. While you slowly came back to a normal state of mind, you realized you were hearing buzzing electronics all around you. But you weren’t awake enough yet that you realized you should check it out, along with the strange blue light. You also felt you were lying on a smooth, metallic surface. Wait a second- were you wearing different clothes than before?!

Suddenly gaining back all the rest of your alertness, you shot open your eyes, and sat up with the same speed.

You looked down at your clothes. They were definitely different from your normal outfit. They looked very cool actually, but that was not as important as the anxiety you naturally had at being in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar clothes!

Quickly, you darted your eyes around to see where you were. The smooth, metallic surface you were on was bright light green and you were on a platform of it in a huge black void. This was clearly not anywhere you knew. You had to see what was up, so you stood and walked to the edge of the platform and looked down.

Then gasped in horror. 

You were surrounded by a drop with no discernible end. You scrambled back to the center of the platform and lied down on your back, shaking. Whether you were scared of heights or not, that was definitely WAY too far down to survive falling. You were stranded on a singular platform with no apparent way off and surrounded by death on all sides if you got too close, and you had no way of expecting this! You pinched yourself. The physical pain hurt far less than what it told you.

Okay, okay, calm. Calm down. Breathe. Panicking wouldn’t do you any good. Luckily you didn’t have anxiety, so you actually managed to do it. You laid there, no longer shaking but still scared a little. You were wondering if there was any way back to your home, and knew there probably wasn’t because there was no way off the platform that you could see. 

You heard a shout in the distance! Someone was here? You sat up and looked around, there was something flying towards you! It was hard to tell from this distance, but you could make out that it was a rectangular flying vehicle(?) with someone on it. That someone shouted again, “HEY! DO YOU NEED SOME HELP?”

You jumped to your feet and waved your arms. “YES! I NEED HELP! PLEASE SAVE ME!”

They got closer to your platform, and you got a good look at your rescuer. They were made of two speakers stacked on top of each other, and the flying vehicle was a rocket-powered dj turntable. You pinched yourself again and it still hurt. It was surprising, but after waking up in a place like this you didn’t question it. You did hear mechanical whirring from everywhere, maybe this was just normal for this place. 

When they reached your platform, they held out a hand for you to grab. You took it gratefully, and they helped you safely get onto the turntable. “Thanks for the help, who are you?”

“I’m Sweet! What were you doing stranded in a place like that?”

“To be honest, I have no idea. I just… am here, I guess. I wasn’t a few minutes ago, but… wait…”

You took a pause.

“Why can’t I remember? And why do I… not care about it…?”

You sort of leaned over, holding your head with one hand. You had a slightly shocked, slightly confused expression on your face. You didn’t feel as bothered as you realized you probably should’ve been about losing your memories and being somewhere you didn’t recognize- wait, did you live here before you lost your memories? You thought you remembered thinking you had different clothes before you woke up. You also thought your surroundings were unfamiliar, but that might be because you lost your memories. But that didn’t explain your thinking your clothes were different. And why were you stranded alone on that island? Whatever, you guessed you shouldn’t worry if you had no leads on what happened. You couldn’t bring yourself to care anyway.

“Hello, Cyber World to… uh…” You told him your name. “So this place is called the Cyber World?” “Yeah.” Said Sweet, looking surprised. “Are you some kind of alien or something!?” 

“…Maybe? I don’t remember.”

Sweet was silent for a second. Then he shrugged and said, “Welp, if you don’t care about it, I guess I could let you stay at the shop where I live. As long as you aren’t a problem, you can stay as long as you want! I live with my two brothers. Whaddya say?” He held his hand out for a shake. 

You shook his hand. “Sounds good! I don’t have anywhere else to go, so I’m very grateful.”

You rode the turntable to the shop. It was a music shop, apparently. Outside the shop, looking all cool, was someone with a boombox for a head. When you and Sweet got off the turntable and started walking towards the door, the boombox guy saw you.

“Who’s this?” He asked curiously with a cool guy attitude.

Sweet brought you towards him. “___, meet my brother Cap’n! Cap’n, this is ___! They’re gonna be staying with us at the shop!”

“Hi!” You waved.

Cap’n rubbed his nonexistent chin. “Do you like music?”

“Of course!”

You couldn’t see through the sunglasses, but he gave the impression of narrowing his eyes. “Do you like hip-hop?”

“Yeah, it’s awesome! From what I sort of know from before I lost my memory, anyway.”

Cap’n’s expression instantly changed. “Oh, I like you, you’re cool! Come on in, I wanna introduce you to K_K!” He paused. “Wait, you lost your memory?”

You nodded. “Yup. I have no idea how, but I don’t think I should worry about that when there’s nothing I can do.”

Sweet rushed up to you and Cap’n, mildly upset. “Hey, I’M supposed to be the one to show them around!” You decided to calm him down. “It’s okay, you can both show me K_K together.”

Sweet was successfully calmed down, and spoke energetically. “Okay! You’ve gotta meet K_K! He’s my other brother, and he’s so cool!” Cap’n agreed. “Yep! Both of us look up to him!”

“He sounds like a good guy.” You commented approvingly as you all walked into the shop.

Upon entry, you were greeted with the sight of a nice, although cluttered, shop. It had (non-sentient) speakers everywhere and a screen with a music visualizer, as well as wires hanging around the ceiling. There was chill 8-bit music playing in the background, and from the looks of the shop you guessed there would always be some type of tunes playing here.

“K_K! Get over here!” Yelled Cap’n. A very tall, green CD player-headed guy showed up from behind the seat. “We have a new roommate!” Said Sweet excitedly.

The CD player- K_K, apparently- walked to you and crouched to your level. You were shocked at how tall he was. His brothers were both short, and this guy looked like he had to duck under doors! “My name is ___. I’ll be living here with you and your brothers, if that’s okay. Nice to meet you.”

K_K looked up at his brothers, then looked back to you and smiled welcomingly. “It’s nice to meet you, too. K_K is short for Cakes!” 

“Okay, Cakes!” 

“No, you can just call me K_K like everyone else. I just like to tell people that.”

Sweet realized something. “Wait, wait wait wait! We haven’t told them about our band yet! They just lost their memory, so they must not know about us!”

“Oh, right!” Cap’n said, snapping his fingers from being reminded of something.

The brothers got in a group pose in front of you, counting down from three while they assembled. 

K_K in the middle, standing with his legs wide: “3…” 

And Sweet, standing on K_K’s leg and grabbing his arm: “2…” 

And Cap’n, doing the same thing on the other side: “1…”

They cheered in unison, “We’re the Sweet Cap'n Cakes!”

You clapped at their routine. “That’s so cool! So you’re a music band?” Sweet and Cap’n said confidently together, “That we are!” K_K smiled and said, “All our songs are only four seconds long!” Before you could get too impressed. The other two didn’t seem to think of this as a problem, so you didn’t comment on it or even think it might be that bad, since people can have some really unique signatures for their businesses. Besides, you really liked them.

The three hopped out of their pose, glad you liked it. Out of the blue, you finally realized something really important. These guys were letting you live with them, and you hadn’t thanked them yet! You had to fix that NOW. “Thank you for letting me live with you, by the way! I’m sorry I didn’t thank you sooner, by the way. You guys really are too kind…”

“No problem!” Cap’n gave you a pat on the back.

“I’m sorry I can’t contribute to or join your band. I know nothing about playing or writing music…”

“It’s okay! What, do you think I saved you just so we could have a new member?” Sweet was having none of that.

“You should be our fourth sibling.” K_K suggested, smiling down on you.

You had no time to react when Sweet yelled, “Oh my gosh THAT’S A GREAT IDEA!”

Cap’n followed, “That could work.” And clearly was hiding a great deal of excitement.

After a second, Sweet spoke worriedly. “Wait- was that too weird?” Cap’n thought for once in his player life that saying that so soon could’ve been bad. K_K tried to think of something irrelevant to say to diffuse the tension, but found this was not the type of potential-hurt-feelings he was used to and he was too nervous to get any ideas. They were all freaking out a little on the inside at the thought of discomforting you.

You were shocked. Pleasantly, of course! You had sibling-squishes on all of them as soon as you met each, and finding they did too was magical. “Don’t worry, guys! I’d love for us all to be siblings!”

After a collective sigh of relief between the band, K_K stretched his already long arms to wrap all his siblings into a huge hug, and Sweet and Cap’n also hugged you while you three were hugged by K_K. You were comfortably squished by your newfound family and this way of welcoming you in. “I love you all.” You said contentedly. “We love you too!” Said your brothers. You would happily stay at that shop for a good, long time indeed.