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kitten4sannie · 1 month ago

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blood pact

pairing: vampire! wooyoung x human! reader (fem)

genre: vampire society au, a lil bit of angst, smut

summary: living in a city overrun by bloodsuckers is already hard enough on its own, but you’re really put to the test when one of them ends up being your only hope in the face of danger.

w.c: 4.3k

warnings: blood/injury, depictions of violence, death(s)? of a few vampires, hard-ish dom (slight tamer)! wooyoung, subby (tiny bit bratty)! reader, these mfs are nasty alr, some light brat taming, one or two little slaps, praise/degradation, pet names/name calling, blood kink obv <3 (includes blood drinking/sharing), kissing, oral (giving), throat fucking, brief breath play, pain kink, mutual masturbation, lotus position but it’s rough !!, creampie

a/n: oh mannn i’m a bit late again 😣 but im excited to share this one with you all !! i wanted to thank my dear lily for beta reading this one for me and giving me lovely feedback that helps me grow as a writer, it truly means the world to me my dear 🩷 once again i do apologize if this fic seems disjointed in any way ,, things have been a bit weird but i won’t let life stop me from sharing nasty smut >:((( lol i hope you enjoy and please lemme know what you thought <33

song rec: dirt - depeche mode (we’re taking it wayyy back with this one <3)

fictober 2024

You were never able to pinpoint exactly when humanity went to shit, as it had always been in a state of constant conflict and disarray, but somewhere along the way, it turned into a raging dumpster fire — one that was close to impossible to put out once it was lit. Unbeknownst to humans, there was a society of vampires that lived in the shadows for centuries, waiting patiently until it was the perfect time to make their existence known and feared. What better time to take over the world than when the humans were too busy being at each other’s throats to even realize they had a common enemy, one that would drain them of their life source within a blink of an eye?

Anyone with a pulse had no choice but to fall in line and succumb to their undead overlords, having to make up their mind about whether they would like to join forces with the enemy by desecrating their DNA and joining those that single-handedly brought upon humanity’s destruction, or grovel at their feet and become a slave, a house pet of sorts whose soul purpose was to feed and entertain their blood-sucking masters.

It was not an easy choice for most, and especially for you, so you simply found another solution — blend in. If you embodied everything a vampire was, even down to their immeasurable sense of pride and entitlement, how could they tell you apart from the others? And when they saw through your ruse, you would drive a stake through their still heart. You would never join their empire, let alone be one of their toys, especially not for some pompous undead prick that would treat you like a glorified juice box.

Yet, here you were, drunk off your ass at a gothic nightclub that welcomed vampiric guests and shunned anyone with a beating heart, unless they were owned and branded.

“Gimme another whiskey, neat,” you slurred, holding your empty shot glass to the poor excuse of a human bartender standing on the other side of the bar. You scoffed at the jeweled collar he wore around his neck, knowing he was owned by whatever undead asshole that ran the nightclub. You had your own collar, of course, but you had taken it from someone that was…no longer in need of it. You did what you had to, to make it through another night in the corrupted world you regretfully called your home.

“I should cut you off, y’know, especially after being such a dick to me all night,” the man mumbled, despite reaching underneath the bar to grab an almost empty bottle of whiskey and filling your glass back up, not wanting to risk angering his superiors.

“But, you won’t. Your vampiric asshole of a boss wouldn’t like that you’re denying a paying customer.” You stuck your tongue out at the man, much to his dismay. You sipped on the whiskey, liking the way it burned as it went down your throat, grateful that you could still feel something, even if it was a drunkenness that would most likely do irreversible damage to your liver. It’s not like your life really mattered, not in this timeline, at least.

You lazily held your glass up in his direction, blowing a few strands of loose hair out of your eyes. The man simply held up the empty bottle and gave you a tight smile. “All out. Now, would you pay your tab?”

“Fineeee, oh my god,” you groaned dramatically, standing up from the barstool and wobbling a bit, fishing for your wallet somewhere inside your worn trench coat. When you opened it up, you came upon the discovery that it was completely empty, looking up to find fear inside the bartender’s eyes. “L-listen, I can replace that bottle, okay? I-I’ll…just need to stop by the local temp agency first.”

“I think you should leave, before they catch wind of this…” the bartender warned you under his breath, unconsciously tugging at his collar.

Swallowing harshly, you glanced around the crowded, dingy club past the collar of your coat, before stumbling your way past many vampire patrons that were drunk off the blood of their human pets who stayed close to them, wishing your blurry surroundings weren’t moving in slow motion. Paranoid that somebody was following you, you looked past your shoulder, only seeing the same crowd of drunken patrons. Temporarily relieved, you swiftly faced forward again, only to accidentally bump into someone face-first, your teeth clinking into the metal of their lip ring, your hands almost getting caught in the many necklaces they were wearing. “I’m so sorry, oh my god, please don’t kill me,” you automatically apologized, already knowing they weren’t human based on the lack of a collar and color in their cheeks.

“If I wanted to, I would,” Wooyoung teased in his own special way, quite aware of the way your heart rate spiked as soon as his light, airy words reached your ears. He enjoyed playing around with his food as much as the next vampire, but lately, it’s grown quite dull, like everything else in his never-ending life.

“O-oh!” you squeaked, letting out a nervous laugh, sticking one hand into your coat pocket to wrap your fingers around the sharp stake you carried with you everywhere.

He brought one manicured finger up to tap against the jewel sitting snugly against your collared neck, leaning in to press his lips against the slope of your ear. “I’d take you right here in front of everyone, drink you dry. Let them all enjoy the pretty sounds you’d make. Does that sound fun?”

“Oh, you can try it, if you want,” you goaded him, looking up at him with your big doe eyes once he pulled back, wondering if he knew just how unhinged you were, just how on the edge you really were. “But, what happens if I’m poisonous? I might not be worth the stomachache.”

Wooyoung chuckled to himself, not used to any human acting so boldly towards him. “Fair point, human.”

“Y/N,” you corrected him, letting go of you weapon in favor of wrapping your finger around one of his silver necklaces, teasing him back in your own way. “You should at least know my name if you’re going to drink from me.”

Wooyoung mused at your actions, studying you with his sly fox eyes, licking at the mole on his lip. He would’ve pursed you if you hadn’t suddenly gotten spooked by something, turning his head to watch you continue making your way out of the club, noticing that the owner quickly followed after you. Things were certainly getting interesting.

By the time you inhaled the cold night air into your lungs, you had already broke out into a sweat. You let your heavy coat hang off past your shoulders and leaned back against a nearby wall, regretting all the alcohol you had subjected your poor body into taking. “Fuck me…” you groaned, shutting your eyes and leaning your head back into the cool concrete behind you, hoping that would make the world stop spinning.

“Is that an invitation…?” asked the very vampire you had been talking shit about to the bartender just a few minutes earlier. “It’s the least you could offer me in exchange for all the whiskey you drank in my club, filthy human.”

Your blood ran cold. “D-don’t you even think about touching me…You aren’t my owner.”

“Oh, because of this little collar you have on? You really don’t have a clue about our kind, do you? There’s no pheromones on you, just your own filthy human scent,” the vampire chided, running his finger along the worn band of your lace collar. It made your skin crawl. You struggled to keep down all the alcohol you had drowned yourself in. Just then, he ripped it from your neck and replaced it with his slender fingers, squeezing around it until your vision grew just that more blurry. “But, don’t worry, I’ll make up for all the lost time that you haven’t been used like a proper toy.”

Blinding rage joined the revulsion you felt for the individual that continued to toy with you as though you were a defenseless child, the culmination of it churning around inside your body like molten hot lava ready to pour out of you. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” you barked, shoving your hands into his shoulders as hard as you could, your feverish anger growing that much more when he hardly moved.

In response, the vampire tugged your coat down and ripped open your top, causing the buttons to fly off. His abhorrent words became nothing more than radio static inside your ringing ears, once you saw red, clutching the wooden stake inside your pocket so tightly that it pierced your fragile skin. You reeled your arm back and drove it straight into the owner’s side, so violently that the wood split into shards, not letting go of it until you knew that it was lodged deeply inside him, wishing, hoping he felt even a fragment of the pain his kind had caused you. “Die,” you muttered, searching his eyes for some sign of shock, regret, grief, anything.

Confusion overtook your flushed features when the man simply laughed directly in your face, as though he were savoring a joke that you weren’t in on, suddenly feeling a white hot burning pain inside your abdomen. Something was wrong, deeply wrong. You tried to speak, but you couldn’t, not while you were gurgling on your own blood. You looked down to see the hilt of a dagger sticking out of your stomach, reality hitting you like a ton of bricks, rendering it impossible to draw in air.

“It never ceases to amuse me when a blood bag thinks they can stop someone like me with something as silly as a wooden stake,” he began, letting out a small hum, as he drove his ritual dagger in as far as it could go. He leaned in close to you, twisting the knife around inside you just to hear the delightful sounds of agony that escaped your red tinted lips. “I’ve been alive longer than your entire bloodline, pathetic human, and I’ll be outliving you tonight.” And with that, the club owner ripped the dagger back out and strolled back into the building, licking the crimson that still ran down the sides of his blade.

You should’ve known this would happen eventually in a world like this. You had no power from the very start. Why had you been blind to the truth until this very moment, when all you could see was your precious blood leaving your body? Regardless, it was far too late to ruminate over trivial things. Death’s gentle whispers were lulling you to sleep, its sweet promises of rest numbing out most of the visceral emotions that coursed through your veins. Slumping against the wall, you held your middle with trembling hands, gazing up at the full moon that loomed over you, wanting to enjoy her beauty one last time — at least, until someone blocked your view.

“For fuck’s sake, can’t you see I’m dying here? Let me look at the moon in peace…” you murmured, weakly glaring up at the stranger you had met inside that godforsaken club only a couple minutes ago.

“You still got some fire in you, doncha, sweetheart?” Wooyoung mused, crouching down so you were at eye level, reaching out to gently ruffle your hair. “But, you’ll die of blood loss soon…pity.”

“You’re very observant,” you replied snarkily, leaning your head back into the wall, your vision growing darker by the second. You let out a long, defeated sigh, choking a bit on the blood left inside your raw throat. “Are you just here to watch me die? If that’s the case, can you do me a favor and make it quick?”

“You didn’t seem like the type to give up so easily.” He leaned in close to you, his crimson eyes shining that much brighter when he asked, “Don’t you want revenge?”

His question echoed inside your mind, once as a whisper, and eventually as a desperate plea. “And what if I do…? It’s not like I can do much now…”

“Let me turn you.” He bared his fangs. “You’ll live, and you’ll be so much stronger than ever before.” He watched as your eyes widened, then returned to normal, figuring you were weighing your options, though they were vastly limited. “You’ll be free to take his life away, do with it as you please, just like he was going to do to you. Doesn’t that sound delicious?”

A few drops of blood dribbled down the side of your mouth. The sand in your hourglass was about to run out. “What do you get in return?”

Wooyoung’s lips curled up into a sadistic smile, his eyes resembling glowing crescent moons. “I’ll be your Master, of course. It’s only fair, being your savior, and all.”

Though that was the very last thing you wanted, you were far too stubborn to die out in such a pathetic fashion. Not only that, but you were being offered the deal of a lifetime, at the end of your lifetime, to be exact, and in exchange for your mortal soul, you could enact sweet, sweet revenge and have a new tale to tell, one that no man or monster could ever take from you.

“Speak now, or forever hold your peace,” Wooyoung joked slyly, tapping the invisible watch on his wrist.

“Alright, deal, but make it quick–” you were barely able to enunciate, before Wooyoung was all over you, one hand holding the side of your head, while the other felt where your artery was, immediately sinking his fangs deep into your neck to start the transformation process.

When you came to, you looked up at your savior, your eyes as red as the blood he had sucked out of you, all of the immense pain that plagued your body gone as quickly as it came, instead replaced by an indescribable thirst.

“How do you feel, pet?” Wooyoung asked, licking remnants of your life source from his manicured fingers.

You bared your new, needle sharp fangs to your Master. “Hungry.”

He smiled at you like a proud father would. “I think I know how we can fix that.”

The last thing the vampiric club owner expected to see when he was sitting inside the comfort of his secluded office was the human woman he had just murdered out of cold blood stomping up to his desk and tossing it out of the way like it wasn’t made of marble.

“H-hey, we can talk about this, right?” he asked nervously, holding his hands up, along with the stacks of cash that were in between his grubby fingers. “You want money? You can have it!”

You grabbed him by the collar, yanking him towards you so violently, he just about broke his neck. “I don’t want money. I want your life.”

When Wooyoung casually strolled into the cush office and pressed his back against the opaque door, the other vampire pleaded at him with his wide eyes. “Wooyoung, baby, this is your favorite club, isn’t it? Haven’t I treated you good here?”

“Y/N will treat you good too, don’t worry,” he reassures sweetly, dragging his tongue across his pointed teeth. He brought his finger up to his chin like he just remembered something, nodding to himself. “Ahh, she does bite, though.”

Just as Wooyoung’s cackles rang out inside the vast room, the club owner shifted his frightened gaze to you just in time to see your jaw open wide, gulping at the sheer size of your fangs. And just like that, you bit down onto the vampire’s neck, getting a good grip on his skin, before swiftly turning your head and causing a fountain of blood to rain over you.

Once you were done feeding, there was hardly anything left of the club owner. Most of him was inside you, and the rest was left splattered across the pedestrian paintings he had up on the walls. Still sitting on the floor near scattered, bloodied hundred dollar bills, you licked up the rest of him from your fingers, your entire body vibrating with pleasure now that your killer was no longer with you, and for other reasons you couldn’t quite explain. Perhaps it had something to do with your new body and your newfound love for excess.

Wooyoung clapped his hands together with giddy delight, giving the top of your head a few pats as a reward. “What a good girl. Do you feel full?”

Shaking your head, you reached up to Wooyoung’s waistband, undoing the belt buckle and easing his pants down, licking at your red stained lips all the while. The burning, mind-melting desire to consume didn’t leave you, it only multiplied. It clouded your mind, made you feel like you might lose your mind if you didn’t make it stop. “Not enough…my throat…need it filled…”

“Ahh, I see,” Wooyoung sighed knowingly. This always happened with the humans he turned; they turned into insatiable monsters, always driven by their need for more. He could never get tired of it. Leaning his back against the dripping wall, he reached down to slide his fingers into your soft hair, angling your head upwards, cooing softly at you as he pushed his way into your mouth. “Be careful with your fangs, sweetheart.”

Relaxing your throat upon the sudden intrusion, you opened your mouth wider, as to not pierce Wooyoung’s cock with your new fangs, feeling content once the entirety of his twitching length fit snugly inside. It was when the vampire thrusted further into your throat that you made a wet gagging sound, tears forming inside your crimson eyes, closing them.

“Ah, ah,” Wooyoung tutted, giving your cheek a light smack, smiling sweetly down at you when your eyes opened back up. “That’s right, you better look at me with those pretty eyes of yours if you’re going to take me down your throat like this. That’s what a good pet does.”

Once Wooyoung started to fuck your throat, eager to fill it with his cum, his pale fingers pulling tightly at your hair, you did your best not to choke around him, welcoming him in again, over and over, until saliva and pre-cum dripped down your chin and along your bare chest.

“Mmnh….nnnhmm…” you moaned in approval, reaching up to hold onto his bucking hips, digging your nails into his protruding hip bones. You blinked more tears away, wanting to see Wooyoung’s sadistic face without the constant blurriness that plagued your vision. Whether you had a penchant for punishment or you were simply bloodthirsty, it caused you to prod at the vampire’s cock with your fangs, the tangy flavor of iron joining the abundance of precum that lubed up your throat.

“Fuck, you’re a naughty girl, biting me like that,” Wooyoung hissed in between violent thrusts, suddenly holding your head still when the entirety of his cock was inside your throat, your nose brushing against his pubic bone, satisfied with the filthy gurgling noises you couldn’t help but make for him, feeling more of your spit drip down his heavy balls. He smacked his hand against your cheek again, watching it grow rosy, before pinching your nose tightly. “But, you can’t help it, huh? You just want to be put in your place. I can’t blame you for that.”

The sensation was suffocating, the feeling of being used added onto the constant buzz of pleasure that was running through your veins; it was nothing like you’ve ever experienced before. It almost made you wish that you had let yourself be turned a long time ago. No one could stop you now, not even him. Maybe your humanity was slipping away from you, much like your sanity with each passing moment.

It wasn’t until you could breathe again and something warm, heavy, was pressing down on the tip of your tongue that you faded back into reality, just in time for Wooyoung to shoot a seemingly never-ending cumshot down the back of your aching throat.

“You’ll swallow, won’t you?” he asked sweetly, giving the bottom of your chin a light tickle with his clawed fingers.

When you stuck out your tongue to show him that nothing was left, Wooyoung grabbed you by the chin and yanked you towards him, biting the tip of your tongue to draw blood. You watched him suck it off with half-lidded eyes, having to close your thighs together to keep a fresh wave of slick from dripping out of you.

Before you knew it, he was on the floor with you, not even needing to pull you into his lap, groaning into your mouth as you climbed into it yourself, the heated kiss you shared consisting mostly of tongue, pointed teeth, and blood. You swapped red-tinted saliva back and forth, your hands working in tandem to tear off each other’s clothes and grope one another wherever you could, trying to create as much friction between your lower halves as you could, Wooyoung’s stiff cock rubbing deliciously into your clothed cunt.

You broke the kiss when your thirst once again grew too strong to ignore, reaching up to run your index finger over the mole on Wooyoung’s glistening bottom lip, hissing softly when he pierced it with one of his fangs. You both watched the blood slowly trickle down along your skin, sharing a similar look with one another, before you leaned in to lap it up, your tongues meeting in the middle.

As though telepathically connected, you reached to slip your panties off from underneath your skirt the same time Wooyoung undid the buttons of his pants, immediately rubbing at yourselves in order to get off as quickly as possible.

“Look at me when you cum,” Wooyoung demanded between huffs of air, staring you down past his wispy lashes, the speed at which he was stroking his cock producing lewd squelching sounds, his slender fingers slicked up with his abundant pre-cum.

Trembling, you opened up your teary eyes to look at Wooyoung, the indescribable pleasure etched into his face causing you to throb nonstop, curling your fingers up in just the right way to launch you into a world of ecstasy. “C-cumming…”

Wooyoung groaned at the sight and feeling of your release spilling into his lap, squeezing his hand tightly around the base of his cock, hot spurts of cum landing on your abdomen and dripping down your bare cunt, not even caring that you both dirted his designer jeans with your shared arousal. “I’m gonna make you do that again, on my cock this time, you hear me?” he growled at you, lifting you up like you weighed nothing and dropping you down onto his growing erection.

“Fuck,” you gasped sharply, holding onto his shoulders to keep your composure, your thighs still shaking from your residual pleasure, a low, burning pain present within your core as your hole stretched to accommodate the vampire’s size. “T-too much…”

Wooyoung’s ego just about doubled in that moment, his ringed fingers closing in on your soft waist, suddenly bucking his hips up into you like it was his sole mission to do so in the afterlife. Smiling smugly at the small, broken noises he was punching out of you with his vicious thrusts, he couldn’t help but let out a few crazed giggles. “Can’t take it now that I’m rearranging these pretty guts of yours, huh?” He mirrored your pout, his lower lip jutting out. “But, I thought you were my cum slut, my good little blood whore.”

“I am…! I–fuck, I am, Master…!” you found yourself crying out, tears inside your hazy eyes, tasting dried blood when you wet your dry lips, knowing you wouldn’t even recognize your reflection if you saw it now. You were a new model, remolded, changed for the better.

His hypnotic eyes began to glow. “Be a good sleeve and take it for your Master, yeah?”

You did as he said, taking everything he gave you like a pliant doll, letting him lick, bite, drink from you, and fuck you dumb for as long as his still heart desired, wondering if he was even aware of how much your blood boiled inside you.

Wooyoung was just like the others. They were all the same, treating you like a helpless toy, using you for their enjoyment and tossing you aside when they were bored, viewing your humanity as your downfall, and perhaps they were right. Like two magnets, you couldn’t live without the other, and now, you were a monster like him, one in the same.

Just as you both reached your climax together, holding desperately onto one another, Wooyoung’s bewitching gaze no longer holding captive, you felt a supreme power rise within yourself. You didn’t need him, not when you were now your own Master. The only thing you served now was your endless hunger.

Wooyoung couldn’t get you off once you latched onto his neck, gasping and sputtering, his constant struggles only forcing your fangs just that much deeper into his skin and the artery you had targeted, digging his claws into your back as a last ditch effort. “But, we…we made a pact,” he coughed out, his gravelly voice reflecting the immense pain he felt. He couldn’t fight back any longer, simply slumping back against the wall to accept his fate, holding his hand up to his torn neck, despite it not doing anything to prevent the crimson from flowing through his fingers. “I don’t understand…”

“I recall warning you that I was poisonous,” you replied softly, licking remnants of his precious life source from your stained lips.

He couldn’t help but smile, his eyes resembling half-moons. “Fair point, human…”

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aziraphales-library · 5 months ago

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hi <3 do you have any recs for long multichap fics that are NOT slow burns? thank so much!

Hello! There are not enough fics tagged "fast burn" so I also did a search for "established relationship". Enjoy...

its duty is to harm me, my duty is to know by natalunasans (T)

the title is from a cohen song about death, & also applies to life... whether in london or in tadfield; together, alone, or in (usually good) company; the ineffable partners talk out their fears, try to figure out what they are and what to do with themselves, now that they're not working for heaven and hell anymore. domestic softness > action, but there is some plot and angst (off and on)

Don't Drag Me Down by rowenablade (M)

Armageddon didn't happen, Heaven and Hell have agreed to leave them alone, and Aziraphale and Crowley are free to build a life together. But the forces of Hell aren't happy with losing, and even if they can't directly harm their wayward demon, they can try to drive a wedge between him and the angel that he loves. After all, Crowley had been encouraging them for centuries to get creative.

The Starting Hinge by lucky_spike (T)

When a rare book collector is mysteriously killed, DI Barnaby and DS Winter are on the case. Meanwhile, the question of what will become of the victim's extensive library stirs a small group of rare books collectors into a furor. Who can be trusted? - This is predominantly a Good Omens fanfic with some Midsomer Murders thrown in just because I could do it and I wanted to. Contains death of an OC and (obvs) murder and attempts thereof. Nothing gory, though, so party on.

Great Omens (The Big One) by falsepremise (M)

A narrative of certain events leading up to The Big One, in strict accordance, as shall be shown, with the nice and accurate prophesies of Agnes Nutter, witch. A Good Omens sequel, set thirty years in the future... Thirty years after a failed Armageddon we must face The Big One, as Heaven and Hell, working together, enact a plan to fix the world or destroy it forever. Meanwhile, Aziraphale and Crowley discover that truly being on their own side has more implications than they’d ever have guessed. Changes to the basic metaphysics of the universe. A second book of prophesies. Mysterious twins on a mission. Hijinks and shenanigans. Deep questions, laughs, ridiculous banter and sexy stuff. Welcome to my attempt at an epic Good Omens sequel.

Considerate Omens by OneofWebs (M)

Crowley is plagued by dreams of a life he lived long before time had even begun. It's two years after the Apocalypse-That-Didn't, and though he's got a healthy bit of fear of what may come next, choosing to ignore these dreams seems a much better use of his time. In those two years, Aziraphale had moved into his flat, and they may or may not be dating. They don't talk about it, but they do get along just fine with their play-pretend routine, which proves a bit rickety when neither of them age. To avoid suspicion, Aziraphale thinks it wise that he spend some time presenting as a woman. This, a catalyst to the end Crowley had feared before, because it's hard to resist the idea of children when the opportunity presents itself. - [The Continuation of Good Omens]

Bleating Hearts by HKBlack (E)

Meet Doctor Aziraphale Fell, university lecturer of English Literature, Shakespearian expert, and man with an unexpected goat in his office. When the handsome herder who comes to catch the unruly visitor asks some pointed questions, Aziraphale finds his life suddenly turned upside down and filled with both new challenges and opportunities. But is Crowley all that he says he is? And even if he isn’t–does it really matter when he’s clearly a piece of the puzzle missing in Aziraphale’s life? Trip on over to Devil Doe’s Dairy and Goat Scaping Farm, where the cheese is always smooth, the goats climb roofs, and true love might just be around the corner.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #long fic #established relationship #mod d

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formula-fun · 3 months ago

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would you maybe have any fic recs? I'm on the bus and I don't have anything to read :(

very excited for pacrim au and you must know that lab charles is so so sooo important to me like I'm so serious <3

hiiii omg im so sorry....many such cases unfortunately...... we love public transit but we do struggle

how long is your bus ride? i boladater because william welcomed length and i do too by @xiaoluclair is what i literally always revisit in trying times such as riding the bus....its 11k its fucking hilarious and theres a ridiculousness to it that i think meshes well with the experience of the group commute. you will laugh at ur phone and that will make you look weird and offputting which means people will leave you alone. 10/10

also taking this opportunity to rec vanilla twilight again aka the one where max is a spaceship because hhhhhh what the fuckkkkk ill never be over it. this is obvs long and its captivating so plz dont miss ur bus stop if you read it. i started the series w part 2 and had NO idea what was going on and it was honestly so much fun to read, the scenery is so vivid and beautiful and the concept is fucking insane. living in my head rent free 24/7

#recs

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sourmiguel · 3 years ago

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Welcome to my Sterek sideblog. Here you'll find all of my Sterek fic recs, plus many more queued Sterek posts!

Common tags/organization

fic rec - posts of Sterek fics I have enjoyed, with summary and short comment/review/keysmash from me

mini fic - posts with long headcanons, mini fics, or tag stories of our boys

fic search - when y'all have sent me asks looking for a fic or a specific rec

my writing - my own Sterek fics and drabbles

canon - gifsets, headcanons, picspams, meta, or fics of our boys together in canon

sterek au - gifsets, headcanons, picspams, or fics of our boys in alternate universes

artist boost - sterek art, obvs, from amazing artists

holiday - holiday specific fic recs or art (mostly Christmas)

Note: I have a hard time keeping up with comments / notes on reblogs, so sending an ask is always the best way to make sure I reply to you!

#pinned #organization #common tags

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pateldevs · 4 years ago

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Hello! I am a little new to your tumblr and love all the stuff you post particularly the wolfstar. I'm a pretty-solid-sorta-background-reader-but-sometimes-talker in the hp ao3 fanfic crew and have read a LOT of dramione and a variety of rare pairs BUT I have been wanting to read wolfstar for like a year and have just never gotten around to finding my jumping off point in that. Do you have an recs? Thanks in advance <3

hey!! first of all welcome and thank you so much for your kind words! (i’m also super honored that you’re looking for my opinion on wolfstar fics!!) tbh i tend to read like the same 5 fics over and over ~for comfort~ but here are some of my faves, putting them below the cut bc i did also include my thoughts and opinions:

if you like marauders-gen fic...

the lost generation — this is it folks. this is the holy grail of fics for me. it’s well-written, it expands way beyond canon, it has lots of regulus content, it develops all the marauders era characters so perfectly. mostly set during marauders era at hogwarts, canon-compliant, with lots of jily as well. it’s super long (it was started in 2013!!) and is still in progress so there is plenty to get through although i did fully get totally up to date (then 130 chapters) in like 2 days when i read it lol. really i can’t recommend this fic enough, i’ve read it like 6 or 7 times in its entirety and it gets me every time.

it never goes out — completed and canon-compliant, another amazing marauders-gen fic set during hogwarts years. if you like reading cultural backstory (e.g. remus being welsh and seeing him interacting with his home & culture during the holidays) then would highly highly recommend since this has a lot of personality & character beyond just “boarding school” kind of vibes. lots of jily, lots of dorlene, much more contemporary in language compared to TLG above (like imo you can tell it’s american influenced but i don’t mind at all), and very in-tune with the 70s time period. cw for themes of abuse, addiction, and self-harm but relevant chapters are always marked. again i’ve reread this like 3 or 4 times and it was also one of the first wolfstar fics i ever read so <3 the author is also super nice!!

holy things — pretty young fic (as in they haven’t gotten together yet) but again it’s canon-compliant, set during the marauders’ years at hogwarts. if you like thoroughly developed metas and hcs about the harry potter universe this is for you! cw for themes of abuse and violence but relevant chapters are marked. background jily and dorlene and bonus content with cho chang’s parents lol.

sanctuary — ok i always leave and come back to this fic because it’s quite slow-moving and the author is VERY specific about everything. whenever i come back to it i’m just floored by the level of detail. slight au where remus thinks his lycanthropy can be passed through touch but still very much canon-compliant.

brave faces, everyone — THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO IT NEVER GOES OUT and it is fantastic, again same exact vibes as its prequel in terms of historical context/late 70s vibes and a lot of cultural backstory to everyone. LOTS of domestic wolfstar and jily, plenty of background dorlene. again, canon-compliant. cw for themes of addiction, but again the author is super sweet and always marks all the chapters concerned

if you like aus...

the last great american dynasty — ok i don’t read wolfstar aus much BUT i love this one because it’s politics and i love that vibe. also it’s set in the states. slightly young adult (post college), kind of rwrb vibes if you like that! still very young but chapters are super substantial <3

if you want some angst...

the last farewell — ok this is the king of angst fics, it’s set before book 7 where remus tries to grapple with his guilt over marrying tonks so if you like stuff that respects canon/fits with the canon universe/timeline and you don’t mind remadora but still want wolfstar, this is for you. cw for grief obvs

several ways to apologize — a post-whomping willow prank fic, personally i like this one a lot because it’s a refreshing change from the usual “remus is angry everyone is picking sides” kind of fic

it’s alright — this is more hurt/comfort than angst but if you love nightmare hurt/comfort fics this is for you!! i regularly return to this one because i like to ✨project✨ but it’s just such a lovely wholesome fic with a happy ending :’)

to perish by the power of fire — very long one-shot set during hogwarts years with a particular emphasis on remus’ pov and his relationship with his lycanthropy and sirius, plenty of angst but with a happy ending

if you like dadfoot and domestic wolfstar fics (where sirius and remus raise harry)...

hold on to this lullaby — canon-compliant, where sirius manages to get to godric’s hollow and the order shows up right after voldemort finds james and lily :( fast-paced writing but it’s sirius & remus raising harry!! which is super sweet and cute all the time :)

a store of happiness — ok this is another one of my comfort fics, canon-divergent/fix-it starting at the end of book 3 where sirius is exonerated and he and remus take care of harry :) i come back to it probably once a week, it’s so cute <3

#i hope this is good enough to get you started!!#again i'm super honored and flattered that you're asking for my opinion lol #and i hope u enjoy these fics as much as i have!!#i come back to them all the time there's something so sweet and comforting about them #but also like the lost generation. GOD that is the KING of all fics for me #anyway pls feel free to ask/talk/anything else!!#answered #inwildernessandsea

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karajaynetoday · 4 years ago

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hello pals! i was tagged in this by @redrattlers @pxrxmoore @calumrose @rebelwith0utacause! sorry it took me a little while to respond!

feel free to answer all of them or just some of them or just ignore this all together, whatever you’re comfortable with, and then tag however many people you want!

1. what was your first encounter with fanfiction?

i want to say it was probably harry potter fanfiction on mugglenet back the day... love me some draco malfoy redemption arcs in fic

2. your favourite creation of your own of all time if you create stuff (feel free to link it)?

probably the first part of it’s not the pain they’re getting over, it’s the love - which ironically is the first ever piece of 5sos writing i posted but maybe I peaked early lmao

i also wrote a prose called all he had was a letter when I was 16, and always intended to write a novel based on these two characters i have in my head called tom and ellie... maybe one day I’ll get around to it!

3. what vibe are you going for with your home decor (or what vibe do you wanna go for one day, if you don’t have your own place atm)?

ooooh i love this question! so i moved back in with my parents this year after 8 years out of home, so at the moment i’m very much just chilling with whatever decor was already in the spare room. when i move back out again, i’m so excited to have lots of colourful art on the walls, natural tones, cosy and warm vibes. i’m not good at looking after plants, but i like my home to be bright and cheerful and welcoming for anyone that comes to visit :)

4. first fandom you ever joined? what was it like? on what platform did it happen?

harry potter again! on mugglenet, and listening to the mugglecast podcast every week! beyond that, i was first active in the 1D tumblr fandom which was mostly fun, i did lowkey get friendship catfished by someone though which was hella weird but oh well lmao

5. what are your sun, moon and rising signs, and do you think they make sense in relation to how you know yourself?

okay so i know ZERO about the meaning of my signs so if anyone has any thoughts pls tell me bc i am VERY curious haha

i am an aquarius sun (hello calum our birthdays are two days apart), and then my moon and my rising (is ascendent in costar the same as rising? lol) is also leo so idk what that means. i like swimming? lol

6. if you write and/or read fiction (original or fanfiction), do the tropes/plots/character types you typically seek out to read and/or write about reflect something about you as a being or how you see the world?

i am a SUCKER for friends to lovers and there’s only one bed. or family fics. i think it reflects that i yearn for and value relationships based on love and support and comfort and trust and knowing someone so well you can tell what they’re thinking.

7. what is the hardest obstacle you’ve had to overcome so far in life?

one time i worked in a call centre with awful bosses and aggressive customers and my anxiety became so bad that i basically had a mental breakdown and had to quit. i came home for a month or so to recover, and then i was unemployed for about 6 months-ish and spent that entire time job hunting and trying to understand and manage my anxiety. that was the biggest thing i’ve probably overcome.

my other one would be when my grandfather passed away - i love all my grandparents obvs, but he was my absolute favourite human, and he passed away almost six years ago - i miss him often and deeply. in this house we have the loungeroom chair he used to sit in and read the paper, and sometimes i do the same.

8. what is your all time favourite song(s)?

this is FAR TOO HARD to decide sorry but if you want to listen to the pod i do lots of song recs on there haha

9. what do you look for in a person you wanna keep in your life, be it a friend or a romantic partner or anything in between?

i look for trust, respect, and a willingness to care for someone at the same level that they care for me, if that makes sense? especially this year with moving away and then covid, i’ve learnt some valuable lessons about the people that i do want to put love and energy into having friendships with and the ones that i honestly thought would do better that haven’t. i don’t have the time anymore for negativity or fixating on friendships i’ve lost, i want to focus on the ones i have, because i love them.

10. this is a bit of a difficult one, but have you ever had a moment of clarity, a conversation with someone that made you go “oh!”, or anything along those lines?

this is gonna sound cheesy as fuck but in july of this year i stepped into a classroom and taught a lesson for the first time, and afterwards i had this moment of clarity of like yes this absolutely is a career i want to pursure - and that feeling increases with every lesson i get to teach. so that’s really exciting and rewarding, because i basically quit a full time career at the charity of my dreams in melbourne in jan of this year and packed up my life and moved back to the country to study teaching, so it’s a nice feeling to be confident in the decision i’ve made i guess!

this was a good lil brain workout haha

i shall tag @spicycal @irwinkitten @cakesunflower @clumsyclifford @tekweela and @sexgodashton only if you fancy it, no pressure!

hope everyone is having a lovely day!

#tag game #fun times

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littlerose13writes · 4 years ago

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Hi I am new to your blog and I see you like scorbus who are the BEST SHIP but what is your blog theme? I mean what sort of blog is it about? Only scorbus or other updates?

Hello, welcome! :) I love scorbus too, my otp!

I would suggest having a little scroll to get a feel for what my blog is about but here is a summary of the type of content you can expect to see here:

- scorbus obvs

- Cursed Child love!* stuff about the story and characters aswell as the production, I’m a cc stan and proud🥰 (I don’t talk about the cast a great deal here but when I do you can almost guarantee it will be referring to London cast 4 who are my favs)

- commentary, I guess advice and the occasional moan about writing

- headcanons about scorbus and some of the other next gen characters including my OCs (I also ship Hinny, Drastoria, Deamus, Flintwood and OC ships)

- snippets/extracts/the wip game/random thoughts about fics I have written, am writing or hope to write

- reblogs of next gen fan art (usually scorbus but not always)

- fic recs

- and sometimes social commentary on real world issues, my blog is mostly a fandom space but sometimes I’ll speak about other stuff on here either by reblogging or occasionally writing my own contributions (I always tag accordingly)

*you’ll notice I tag a lot of my posts ccsquad and I often get asked what that is, it’s simply a space for cursed child positivity which anyone is welcome to post in and network with other cc stans :)

Hope that answers your question and you stick around, anon! We have fun here on my blog :)❤️

#rosie rambles #ccsquad #scorbus #my blog

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chaoskatya · 5 years ago

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unfinished brooke x katya hatefuck fic

hi yall :^) so ive had this sitting in my drafts for a WHILE and ive barely dented the actual planned plot but still i felt like it was kind of a waste of what i did write to not ?? idk do something with it? this was originally written for AQ’s rarepair event but irl stuff got in the way so it never got finished, and i kinda lost the inspo to finish it (for now? idk) so here it is, posted unedited in however it was when i last touched it

brooke x katya hatefuck, (well, planned, i obv hadnt written that far) inspired by pics of trixie and brooke together that one time they were weirdly hanging out a lot irl and that one outfit brooke has that looks like that one outfit katya has the polkadot one u know it

“Ugh, I swear, Vi! She really has something against me! I think she hates me!”

Katya punctuates her sentence with a flail of her arms for emphasis before flopping back onto her bed. Violet just rolls her eyes at her roommate’s dramatics, as per usual. This is the third time they’ve had this conversation this week.

“So she’s a little icy, what of it? It’s not like you’re not used to having a mega bitch around, you live with me,” Violet responds plainly, not even bothering to look up from her laptop, “and I don’t think anybody could hate you, Kat.”

Katya huffs at that. “No, I swear, she hates me.”

Katya Zamolodchikova is absolutely sure of three things in her university life: One, Trixie Mattel is her best friend. Two, nothing gets in between her and Trixie. Three, Brooke Lynn Hytes is absolutely making her best fucking attempt.

Katya and Trixie had met last year, Katya being a sophomore in visual arts and Trixie a freshman in musical theater, when Katya had accidentally crashed Ginger’s (kind of pathetic) attempt at being a tour guide for the freshmen of her course. They’ve only known each other for a year, but ever since then the two quickly became inseparable and a year had felt like a lifetime. All of their friends knew, and Katya held it close to her heart, that nothing could possibly stand in their way. That is, until the beginning of this semester.

Trixie had been elected as class representative at the start of their sophomore year, which did not surprise Katya one bit. But that meant that when Canadian exchange student Brooke Lynn Hytes had arrived for the semester, it was Trixie’s job to show her around and make her feel welcomed. And being that Brooke’s degree in classical dance meant her and Trixie had quite a few overlapping classes, the two hit it off and had gotten closer and closer since. It’s only half way through the semester, yet Katya feels as though she’s slowly becoming more and more of a background character in Trixie’s life. They still text each other when they can, but hangout times have slowly grown increasingly thin and so has Katya’s sanity. Not that it’s Trixie’s fault, of course…

“I can’t explain it. But I promise, it’s almost like she’s purposefully occupying Trixie from me! Every time it looks like we might get a chance to even just talk, she’s there coming round the corner asking Trixie for help in one of their classes or for show recs or whatever. And she always looks me dead in the eye, with her stupid fucking smirk, like she knows what she just did! I can’t explain the feeling I get when I see her!”

Katya’s hit full ranting steam now, half hanging off her bed still flailing as animated as ever.

Violet shuts her laptop and turns to face her. “Mama, sounds like you hate her. Sure it’s not just in your head because you’re jealous the amazon’s occupying your barbie?”

There’s a beat of silence. “Jealous? I guess?” Katya scrunches up her face and sits up. “I mean, how could I not be? With her stupid long legs and her flowing blonde hair, like god, Vi, she’s practically perfect! And have you seen her dance?”

Katya turns to pose her question, but Violet is just staring, giving her a look she can’t decipher. She continues,

“So then, fine, of course I’m jealous, but that’s because Trix is my best friend. I barely see her anymore, and when I do she’s always there and I just get so riled up! And I’m sure Trix has started to notice because god I just can’t stand it when she’s near, it just sets me alight in an awful way. I’ve never felt this way about anybody before!” And it’s true, Katya really does not think of herself as someone capable of fully hating someone else. But by god, is Brooke really testing that.

Violet scoffs, turning away to open her laptop once more. “Look Mary, all I gotta say is that that’s an awful lot of emotion for some best friend jealousy. Also, you have a lecture starting in ten minutes.”

Fuck! Katya checks her watch and immediately jumps up to scramble for her belongings, deeply thankful for her roommate’s type A tendencies yet internally chastising herself for allowing her ranting to consume her time like that. She quickly kisses Violet on the cheek and bids her farewell before putting on her boots and heading out of their dorm room to make her best effort to speed walk to class.

But as luck would have it, not that Katya has a lot of it, she quite literally walks right into the subject of their prior conversation. Well, speak of the devils…

“Oh! Trixie, hi!” Katya laughs, immediately reacting to steady Trixie from where Katya had almost knocked her over with the door. From the way she was standing, she figured she had opened the door just as Trixie was about knock.

“Katya! Thank god, I was worried you wouldn’t be in,” Trixie smiles back brightly, smoothing her fluffy golden hair back into place. (Not that it’s ever really out of place, Katya thinks to herself.)

Katya smiles at her, a sight for sore eyes she thinks, but when she realizes Brooke is standing at the end of the hall waiting for Trixie, her smile doesn’t quite reach her eyes. Whether Trixie noticed Katya’s tension or not, she didn’t let on. At least Brooke had the decency to wait at a reasonable distance.

“Uh, yeah, I was just heading out though,” Katya replies, trying her best to look sympathetic. She doesn’t mind that she’s running late anymore, just feels bad she even has to go. “But did you need something?”

Trixie looks equally as sympathetic. “Yeah, uh, listen, I’m really sorry. I know we haven’t been able to hang recently and I’m really sorry for that, midterms and all…”

“Hey, it’s alright, I knew you were busy. It’s no problem, really.” That’s a lie.

“But now that it’s over, let’s celebrate! Let me make it up to you? Be my date to the Edwards party tonight?”

Katya’s smile softens. As much as she was planning to trade in the party for a well-deserved movie night in with Violet and Pearl, she finds she really can’t say no to Trixie, especially not when she’s looking at her like an apologetic puppy. Whipped.

“Down for anything with you, Barbie. Meet you at the dorm hall at 8?”

Trixie squeals and picks Katya up by the middle, “AAAAAAAH yes!! See you bitch!!”

Katya squirms violently to be put down but laughs it off anyway. She really can’t be too mad at her best friend.

“Anyway, I gotta run, see you later Trix!” She rushes to hug Trixie quickly once more before escaping as briskly yet casually as she can out the door. This fails her when all semblance of casualty is lost as she passes the point where Brooke is, all tall and blonde and beautiful even just standing around. As she passes, her gaze quite obviously steels ahead to avoid looking Brooke in the eye, but she can’t fail to catch the quite obvious smug smirk the Canadian has posed on her painted lips.

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Katya managed to make it to class with only 5 minutes late, thankfully just as her professor was entering the other door. She plops down into her usual seat with an audible groan and immediately drops her head in her hands.

Brooke. Stupid fucking Brooke Lynn Hytes. Lately, Katya’s wandering thoughts always go back to her. There hasn’t been a time where her idle time hasn’t been haunted by a certain ballerina chipping away at her precious concentration. She sees perfect long blonde hair, icy blue eyes, and tone legs that go all the way up.

If she’s being completely honest with herself, she is just a bit jealous of Brooke but not for the reasons Violet insinuates. I mean, sure, she misses Trixie to bits. But that’s only one of the many straws on the camel that is Katya’s completely rational anger.

It’s not that she’s perfect, either, but that sure adds another straw. Seemingly introverted, but able to capture the hearts of anyone in her path through quick and honest charm. Graceful and poised, where Katya is not, and tall and curvy, where Katya is not. Katya really doesn’t understand how someone can attend 7am dance classes with a flawless mug and still leave rehearsals with not an eyelash out of place, it’s inhuman.

No, it’s that no matter how much others testify on her behalf, Katya does not understand it. She doesn’t know what she did, but she has somehow done something to aggravate Brooke against her, and it bothers her endlessly that she doesn’t even know what she did to incur such spite. Katya doesn’t see any of the charm or kindness that others profess, only smug smirks and cocky passive-aggressive jabs and a seemingly passionate desire to find any way she can to poke Katya’s buttons and prompt some kind of response. She’s lucky Katya has a lot more self control than most, and she’s restrained herself from biting back thus far.

She thinks back to the first time she spotted Brooke, on the first day of the semester when Katya had gotten bored and decided to drop in on Trixie’s representative duties despite explicit instructions not to intrude. She had found her in one of the gardens of the student commons, and instinctively made her way to run up and tackle her before realizing Trixie wasn’t alone and stopping dead in her tracks.

Trixie was sitting next to someone Katya didn’t recognize, which was a surprise in itself because Katya knew next to everybody personally in their modestly sized arts college. The girl was sitting next to Trixie on a bench, both hands holding one of Trixie’s own as Trixie appeared to animatedly be telling some story. Trixie then finally noticed Katya frozen standing awkwardly at some distance and paused in the middle of her speech to yell at Katya and becon her over.

“Katya! This is Brooke Lynn, a Canadian exchange student for the semester. Brooke, this is Katya, my best friend!”

Brooke lazily shifted her gaze from Trixie to give Katya the once over, glancing her up and down. Whatever she saw, she suddenly stood up and crowded into Katya’s space, gazing down at her intensely directly from the advantage their clear height difference gave her.

“Well, it’s certainly nice to meet you… Katya.”

And on her lips, the same painted red smirk. The same stupid smirk that would continuously haunt her until…

“Kat, you with us girl?” Hissed Pearl in her ear, jabbing her hard in the side.

#brooke lynn hytes #katya zamolodchikova #rpdr rpf #rpdr fanfic #brooke x katya #THE WHOLE PLOT WAS LIKE DONE i just lost the inspo to finish the thing #so idk i just felt weirdly compelled to like. post it #idk itll ease my guilt maybe for not finishing it #cat writes #cat.txt #my fics #wips

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blurglesmurfklaine · 5 years ago

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Cornelia Street (8/9)

(+ an interlude i thought of after reading “Reeni”s comment. Idk who you are bc it was a guest comment, but thank you!)

A/N: oh my god they were quarantined

yes. It’s one of those fics.

AU, obvs

I’m posting as I go and idk how many parts this is going to be, likely won’t be very long but I literally don’t know what I’m doing and should i be starting yet another WIP? definitely not but fuck it lets fucking go

Title is from T-swizzles Lover album, I’m OBSESSED

Summary: Three years ago, Kurt and Blaine went on a disaster of a date and never quite got off on the right foot. Now, just before they graduate from NYADA, there’s a national outbreak and they’re both self-quarantined in a mutual friend’s apartment.

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On Tumblr: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Interlude

QueenJCedes replied to your story!

Kurt bites back a dopey grin when he opens Mercedes’s snapchat message. It’s a photo of her looking dubiously at the camera, a single eyebrow pointed up, with the caption: Quarantine buddies, huh?

He snaps back a quick photo of himself, eyes rolled upwards. What can I say, he won me over.

She sends back just a message this time—

Mercedes: Yeah, clearly. Mercedes: Head over feet, Alanis style!

—and then a bitmoji of Kurt falling through the air.

Kurt: I mean… You’re not wrong Kurt: He’s sort of everything Kurt: AND a fantastic kisser

Mercedes: OMG REALLY? I was just teasing, but if this is legit, I’m so happy for you!!!

He can’t help but giggle excitedly as he types a reply.

Kurt: Yeah. me too.

New Snap from setroutymouth

Blaine rolls his eyes but still can't school the smile on his face into a neutral expression. This is going to be a lot, he already knows, but nevertheless, he swipes his thumb across the screen to unlock his phone.

Sam’s pacing through Mercedes’s childhood home in Ohio, phone in selfie mode, already rambling at a hundred miles a minute that Blaine’s sure he cut off a few words.

“—cedes just showed me Kurt’s snapchat story and I AM LOSING IT! Did something happen between you two? Oh my god, something totally happened, didn’t it!? BLAINE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED MERCEDES WON’T TELL ME AND I ALREADY FINISHED EVERY BINGABLE SHOW ON NETFLI—”

As expected, it was a lot. But still not enough to burst his happy little bubble. He doesn’t think anything could, at this point.

Through his smiles, he snaps back a picture of himself shrugging, trying to look as clueless as possible, and adds the caption: I have no idea what you’re talking about.

It’s not even a full moment before he gets another video back.

“BLAINE ANDERSON I AM BEGGING YOU—”

Blaine locks his phone shut, mostly because he knows it’ll drive Sam crazy. He can respond later. Right now, there are more important matters at hand.

Blaine’s in the kitchen, putting away what was left of the carton of Cookie Two-Step ice cream they’d demolished while watching another Netflix romcom, when Kurt’s phone lights up.

New Message: From: Adam I saw your sc story You know you could just be *my* quarantine buddy When are you coming?

Kurt actually growls as he types out a reply. How did he put up with this for nearly three years?

New Message: To: Adam I’m not.

Kurt. We both know how this ends.

Not this time. I meant it. We’re done.

Okay, whatever you say I’ll check in with you later When you change your mind

Kurt doesn’t even warrant that with a response, he’s too seething mad to even formulate one with enough bite to put Adam in his place.

But then the door opens, Blaine’s beaming at him, and Adam is completely irrelevant.

“I was just thinking,” Blaine muses aloud, slipping under the covers and snuggling up next to him in a way that Kurt knows will be way too easy for him to get used to. “Do you remember our Junior year when we had to partner up during Stagefighting for that Musical Choregraphy project?”

Kurt explodes into laughter. “Uh, yeah, that was pretty ridiculous. I remember hearing from Matthew that you said I dance like a pigeon that’d been chewed up and spit out by a cat.”

“What!?” Blaine exclaims, shocked. “I swear I never said that. Though, I do remember going on a tangent about how I didn’t know how I was supposed to concentrate when you insisted on wearing those pants with that tight fitted shirt and…”

He trails off, and Kurt can feel color rising to his cheeks. “Oh, that explains it, actually.”

“Explains what?”

“Matthew. He had a huge crush on you.”

Blaine’s eyes double in size. “He what!?”

Kurt lets out a chuckle. “You seriously didn’t know?”

“No! Nobody told me!”

“That’s not how crushes work, Blaine,” Kurt says through a stream of giggles.

“Okay, why does it make more sense for me to just take a wild guess about how people feel about me instead of them telling me, or acting on it? Like, if you hadn’t have kissed me earlier, I would have never known how you felt and kissed you back.”

Kurt opens his mouth to argue that logic, but… he seriously cannot get over how oblivious Blaine is. “So you’re saying that if I hadn't accidentally kissed you then you really wouldn’t have known how I feel?”

“Yeah. And I would most definitely not have acted on my crush.”

“Aw,” Kurt teases. “You used to have a crush on me. That’s embarrassing.”

“And you watch too much Parks and Rec.”

“I’m gonna kiss you again, now,” he announces.

Blaine just grins, eyes crinkling at the sides. “I think that’s a great idea.”

There wasn’t much of a choice because of the shelter in place, but based on the bright spark forming in his chest when their skin meets, Kurt could definitely get used to this living situation.

Blaine finally pulls away reluctantly. If he could stay attached to Kurt forever, stay connected to him, he would. He roams his eyes over Kurt’s face, like he could memorize it if he really, really tried, and notices a scar just above his eyebrow. It would be invisible to anyone else, anyone who wasn’t trying to intentionally map out the image of Kurt.

The scar doesn’t bother Blaine, but the idea that someone ever hurt Kurt bad enough to leave physical evidence that refuses to leave tugs achingly at his heart. Instinctively, he takes his hand from where it rests on the side of Kurt’s face, and gently traces over the scar with the pad of his index finger soothingly, as if it hasn’t been healed for years.

“Sophomore year… two years ago,” Kurt’s murmuring refocuses his attention.

That was a hazy time for Blaine, but he does have a vague memory of hearing from a friend of a friend that Kurt spent some time in the hospital, and he definitely remembers his rival-slash-partner being missing from their stage acting class for a while.

“What happened?” He asks.

Kurt is so calm, so steady when he answers. It leaves him in awe. “It was when all those gay bashings were happening…” he pauses, and Blaine immediately feels sick to his stomach because he knows where this is heading. “I was on my way home from school and saw these guys attacking some teenager, and… I had to help. I ran over and started shoving them, I guess. I didn’t really know what I was doing, but the kid got away. I didn’t. The last thing I remember after that was what I think might’ve been a brick hitting my head.”

“Jesus,” Blaine breathes. His initial reaction is to say I’m sorry, but something tells him that Kurt isn’t sorry about it at all. Instead, he says, “I had no idea. That–that was really brave of you.”

Kurt snorts out a laugh. “I’m glad you think so. I spent most of my hospital stay being berated by my dad about how irresponsible it was.”

“No,” Blaine shakes his head. “If anything it was over-responsible.”

“I’m not convinced that’s a word.”

“Me neither,” Blaine says breathlessly, amber gaze fixed on the boy lying across from him.

He really just can’t help but pull them together again.

Blaine thinks Kurt is opening his mouth to deepen the kiss and, well, he’s certainly not going to complain. Until Kurt sucks in a deep breath and turns his head, chuckling through his yawn.

“Sorry, I really thought I could hold that yawn in.”

Blaine lets out a laugh of his own and glances over at the analog clock on the nightstand. “It’s only midnight, you grandpa,” he teases.

“Hey! Doing nothing all day is seriously draining.”

“I wouldn’t call what we did nothing,” Blaine says cheekily, causing Kurt to flush.

“I’m going to shower before I head to bed,” Kurt responds, sitting up and lifting his arms up over his head and exposing an inch or so of his midriff.

Blaine is trying so hard not to stare. Nevertheless, he can’t help it as he watches Kurt saunter off to the restroom.

He tosses his head back onto the pillow with a satisfied grin on his face. Global crisis it may be, but if he got Kurt Hummel out of it… he could complain about worse things.

A bright ding from his right interrupts his thoughts. Blaine turns his head and sees the screen of Kurt’s phone light up, resting there on the nightstand.

He’s not snooping. He’s really not. It’s just sort of instinct to look in the direction of the sounds.

Then, he sees the succession of messages that make his stomach churn.

New Message: From: Adam Hurry and finish up with the rebound already I miss you Text me when you’re on your way

He stares at the screen for a few seconds before it fades back to black, feeling absolutely sick to his stomach. Of course Kurt was going to run back to his ex the first chance he got. It’s exactly what he did three years ago and Blaine was just kidding himself. This was all too good to be true.

Turns out it wasn’t.

Before he knows it, he’s grabbing his duffel bag and dialing Quinn’s number.

He’s always welcomed there and New Haven isn’t all that far, after all.

Part 9

#klaine #glee #kurt hummel #blaine anderson #klaine fanfiction #wow look at me im writing!#cornelia street

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justlikeeddie · 6 years ago

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black sails fic recs

I have got and continue to get so much enjoyment out of Black Sails and its fandom! It's so nice that this anniversary week of posts has made me realise it is two years since my dash was abruptly filled with people having full breakdowns over the S4 finale, and I was like, “man, I don’t know why this field of corn or whatever is so important, but I guess I should watch this show and find out”. And I did. AND IT WAS.

I don’t know how to make gifsets bcos I am an idiot, but luckily for this fan content Friday thing I CAN post a non-exhaustive list of fics in this fandom that I am absolutely obsessed with. You’re welcome!!!

Unaccommodated Man, The Peaceable Kingdom, and Congress by kvikindi / @septembriseur

James/Thomas, post-series

James looks at him, searching, and Thomas fears he will recognise that Thomas is not really Thomas, not quite Thomas, not the Thomas he had been, and so he says, “I have gone a little mad in this world without you, but now that you are here—” And James makes a sound, a sobbing, laughing sound, and crushes Thomas to him once more.

Like...obvs. This is one of the best series of stories I have read in any fandom, or, actually, that I have read in any context. Both on a macro level - with unbelievable fluency, this series encompasses trauma, recovery, intimacy, forgiveness, literature, the conception of madness, agriculture, 18th-century Native American tribal language, etc, etc - and a micro level, in which not a single word is wasted, and not a single sentence is unworthy of being read three or four times. Anyway. I have re-read all of these stories multiple times and Congress more times than I would admit to if I actually knew.

consider them both, the sea and the land by youremyqueen / @deathnoting

Flint/Silver, post-S3

Flint frowns, stiff and unbending, and leans down just a tad so that he is looking John directly in his eyes. If he’s uncomfortable with their proximity, he doesn’t let it show.

“Remember when you told me,” he grits slowly, each word weighted with emphasis, “that you had discovered the pleasure of being both loved and feared? Is that what you would like from me? It is not enough that you have earned my respect, my friendship. You would now like for me to be frightened of you as well?” His nostrils flare, his rage is quiet. “I am not one of your men.”

John can feel the words on his face and he bears them without flinching, says only, “And I am not one of yours.”

Flint’s brow twitches, and he moves a hair closer, disgustingly close, warm and sour with the smell of whiskey, a solid and immovable blockade between John and what he wants. And he says to him, of all the unbearable things, “Isn’t that exactly what you are?”

THIS IS LITERALLY THE FIC THAT CHANGED MY MIND ABOUT FLINT/SILVER. For like three whole series I just didn’t Get It. And then I read this and was like.....oh.....I Get It. It’s a weapon. Their attraction to each other is a weapon. And sometimes they like using it and sometimes they don’t. And I have never, my friends, looked back

and into what it will be changed by @sea-changed

James/Thomas/Miranda, pre-series

"The Hartfords left for the country last week," Miranda says; "they've merely invited us to view the painting. They cannot resist showing off, even in absentia." She and Thomas share a look, smirking at each other as if sharing an old joke. Then she looks back at James, and her mouth quirks up at him. "So you needn't worry about their judgement."

James considers protesting that that wasn't, exactly, what he was worried about, though upon second thought he wonders if it truly wasn't. "That's very kind," he says, hesitating.

"Is it?" Miranda asks, almost absently. "We do not invite you along as a kindness, Lieutenant; I believe I speak for both Thomas and I when I say we rather enjoy your company."

James feels his face heat, not unpleasantly, and he looks down at the carpet. Miranda is usually soft and kind, but occasionally she does this, speaks plain and pointed. She and Thomas both do this, push and keep pushing: Thomas seems to do so with curiosity, prodding until he finds something interesting, but Miranda does it as if she had already found the spot she wishes to target, and goes after it relentlessly. James thinks suddenly, and unexpectedly, that she would not make a bad Naval commander.

THIS IS LITERALLY THE FIC THAT CHANGED MY MIND ABOUT JAMES/THOMAS/MIRANDA. I used to be weirdly militant in the belief that James’s affairs with the Hamiltons only made sense if they were two separate affairs that didn’t even really overlap. And then I read this and was like....right okay....if they DID have a threesome it would have been like this

There’s Plenty of Men to Die by @autoeuphoric

Flint/Silver, post-S3

The five of them share a glance, passing it around the table, man to man. Flint’s mouth twitches and Madi laughs shortly. “I would wager every man here fancies themselves in charge. This is a meeting of chieftains. I say let it remain so.”

“Although…” Silver says slowly, pulling the others’ attention on to him. Flint’s eyes flick his way, and to his horror he realizes he has nothing else to say. No point, no segue, no plan for a redirection of the conversation. He had simply wanted Flint to look at him. A fierce longing for the days when it was just the two of them fills him, laying their plans together, even though the threat of sudden and nonnegotiable execution was much higher. But he knew where he stood. Here, there are complications. Confusions.

This is just a tiny little snatch of a scene but every beat of it is perfect! Silver navigating his obsession with Flint, in the midst of everybody navigating their new relationships with each other in the new fragile and tentative anti-colonial alliance.

a question of needs (and not rosary beads) by @seventymilestobabylon

James/Thomas, pre-series

Still: James wants to talk. If Thomas means this to be—what it is, what it clearly is, then he should have the fucking decency to say something about it. He also, and intensely, wants the whole business to be transacted without any conversation, but he knows better than to hope for that. Thomas is not capable of it, that implicit understanding. Even when he kissed James—

Thomas’s thumb very light at the hinge of his jaw. He felt a thrill like fear, when it happened.

Even then, Thomas said, “All right?” when it was over, and would have said more, except that James nodded mutely, minutely, and stammered something incoherent that required his presence elsewhere. Thomas and Miranda both looked hideously understanding about it, and James considered—as he walked home through ill-lit streets and inhaled familiar smells of smoke and fish and tar and shit—simply climbing aboard one of the ships in harbor and never returning to London.

This is one of the few pre-series fics I’ve read that really digs into James and Thomas’s incompatibilities and differences and misunderstandings - and sets them against how badly they want each other, and want to understand each other, nonetheless. Don’t get me wrong, obviously 1705 is The Only Time James McGraw Was Ever Allowed To Be Happy (tm), and I’m extremely into reading about him and Thomas making each other happy! But also - it’s so interesting to explore James being so frightened of how he feels about Thomas that he can be unkind to him, and Thomas being so immersed in how he feels about James that he can be complacent and sometimes a little thoughtless about it. And this pulls all of those things apart so well.

you and i survived by youremyqueen / @deathnoting

Anne/Jack, Vane/Jack, pre-series

“She’s not mine. That isn’t—we aren’t—I mean to say, do you actually understand what love is, Captain?”

“Love is possession,” Vane tells him, with his usual unselfconscious melodrama. “Not only of women by men, but of men by women. The point of owning a woman is to see to it that she doesn’t own you.” He speaks as if he’s explaining some very basic and widely known conceit.

Jack winces. “What a viciously horrible perception.”

Vane rolls his eyes. “Christ’s sake. Don’t you ever get tired of acting like a fucking woman?”

“Don’t you ever get tired of acting like a fucking man?”

And couldn’t they unpack that remark for days?

The extremely funny author’s note “if someone had told me two months ago that i would write a fic that featured charles ‘only straight person in nassau’ vane as a main character, i would not have believed them” is also a summary of how I feel about this fic. WHO KNEW that on top of every other fucking thing I have to care about in this fandom, I also care a LOT about Jack and Anne and Charles fuckin Vane! A principled, terrifying, Aslan-transfigured-into-a-human nightmare of a man! This fic is so excellent and does such justice to all of them. Their triumvirate gets kind of supplanted by the Max-Anne-Jack situation from S2 onwards, and I always forget how nuanced and odd and interesting this three-way dynamic is when we first meet them. This story does such a good job at trying to explain what the fuck that dynamic is.

Katabasis by unheroics

James/Thomas, pre-series, canon-divergent AU

There were Flint’s men, one leaving the cabin, another ransacking a chest for treasures, another still turning to speak to Randall; the words exchanged escaped Flint, as all else did, once his gaze fell to the Englishman.

He knelt barefoot on the deck, and wore the undyed, colourless linen of prison or asylum garments. For a precarious second Flint could only think that his hands had had nary a mark upon them, five years ago, and now were as scarred as those of a gamekeeper or veneur. He looked nothing like the man whose presence haunted Flint’s dreams, always at the corner of the vision, always cold to the touch and bleeding from the eyes and mouth.

In all his careful planning, and all his mirthless revenge, Flint had never thought to anticipate a variable in place of a set value. The presence of other men about was like an anchor at his feet, dragging him underwater, but it was Alfred Hamilton’s blood on his hands that kept him immobile.

“Will you kill me?” said Thomas Hamilton, in a voice harsh from paregoric. His tone had a note of morbid, queer hope. “I could pay.”

To spare you, or kill you? It was excruciating to wonder.

One of the very first James/Thomas fics I read! And certainly one of the first fics I read that started to probe and pull apart the McGraw-Flint dichotomy, by literally dropping Thomas right in the middle of it. And while the actual end of S4 is, obviously, the greatest and most narratively and emotionally satisfying thing that has ever happened on television, and you can quote me on that - one thing we do never get in canon is Thomas in Nassau, and I love getting to read that here.

#bsaaw #black sails #fic #flinthamilton #silverflint #one million emotions about one million different characters #did you mean: black sails

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franeridart · 6 years ago

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dude your recent demon & angel kiribaku art reminds me a little bit of aziraphale and crowley from good omens!! like aziraphale would be angrier as baku obvs but still i thought of it and it made me happy lol

A lot of people have mentioned that in the tags/under the post and that makes me!!! super happy!!!! Good Omens is one of my fav books and Crowley one of my fav characters, so the comment feels nice! I wasn’t specifically thinking about them when drawing it, but possibly a bit I was influenced anyway!! I wonder if what made everyone think about them was Kiri’s sunglasses? It’s not noticeable but I did give him glowing eyes too after all haha

Anon said:Have you ever thought about how op a TodoBakuDeku fusion would be? (if they could stay together that is lol!)

Never thought of it tbh, but at this point I’m pretty sure with a lot of work on Baku’s part they’d be able to stick together long enough! He wouldn’t find it comfortable but they’d def be one of the strongest three-people-fusions in the class - not the strongest, tho, since they all have the same sort of straightforward offensive power when it comes to their quirks, I think I could find three people who’d make a stronger fusion... Baku Kiri and Momo, for example, would be even more impressive imho! Since all their quirks cover a different field, and their minds/personalities mesh well enough to have the right amount of planning and instinctive reaction/self-preservation and safety of others/pride and self-doubt/lawfulness and chaotic acting and so on. Even just as a team, without counting them as a fusion, I think they’d make one of the most balanced ones! Compared to that putting Todo Deku and Baku in the same place is just a recipe for disaster more often than not haha

Anon said:no, i move slow, I wanna stop time, I'll sit here til I find the,, inspiration to draw,,,,,,

LMAO it’s a song about art block after all, I feel every word in it a whole damn lot hahaha

Anon said:Art block or no art block, I love everything you come up with 💜

AW HECK ANON you’re so sweet!!! Thank you so much!!!!! ;O;

Anon said:Mixing thei hero names? So uuuh King Riot?

We still don’t know Baku’s hero name, so anything might be, really! It’s why I didn’t outright have Kiri mention any idea, I got no clue myself where he was going with it haha it’d be cool if his hero name were Ground Zero, because it’d mix well with Red Riot imho (Red Zero or Ground Riot or Red Ground, they all sound nice!) but what if Baku’s hero name ends up just being Katsuki, after all? How do you mix that with Red Riot? (the answer is Red Victory, or Akatsu!! from akai (red) + katsu !! ngl I’ve thought about this a lot lmao) anyway so many possibilities so little known facts!

Anon said:I love the details on Kiri and Baku's skin. Great job!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!

Anon said:!!!!!!!!!! fran oh my god your zine piece is so beautiful!!!!!!!

Sob thank youuu!!!! I’m glad you liked it!!!! ;O;

Anon said:i just got my zine and the art and writing was so lovely, i loved your comic at the end. an amazing way to end the zine♡

THANK YOU!!!! I’m jelly, I still haven’t gotten mine ;O; I hope the comic was easy to read even in printed form, I’ve been worried about that for months hahaha rip at least there’s the pdf

Anon said: i’m in love with your kiri bday art!!!! with the colorless art like that, are we allowed to color it? of course no posting it, but just for fun.

If you promise not to post it, I’m cool with it! Thank you for liking it enough to want to do that!!! Seriously tho don’t post it if you do

Anon said:Can you draw more kamisero? g u d q u a l i t y s h i p ma' dude.

Maybe? Currently it really isn’t between my top priorities but who knows

Anon said:FRANNNNN!!!! Your comic for the Take My Hand zine!!!! I'm gonna cry! It's so beautiful and the boys are so perfect! Your art is so amazing, I was so thrilled to see your piece. Not to mention the detail you put in. Their hands killed me! With Bakugou's palms and Kiri's arms! Ugh, I just can't, I love it so much.

I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED THE HANDS it’s weird bc that one panel is probably my fav in the comic and I was so sure no one was gonna really notice it but!! So many people did!!!!! It makes me so happy oh man ;O;

Anon said:Hey coulda maybe make a traitor Kaminari comic?

Nope! No traitor arts here, sorry! SInce I don’t believe any of the theories to the point of finding them outright laughable, any art I could ever make about it would just come out looking either fake or ridiculous and no one wants to see that lmao

Anon said:your take my hand comic!!! it's so good!! thank you for doing the boys so well ;;;

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOUUUU!!!!!!!!

Anon said:I don't know if you remember, but a couple months ago I asked if it'd be okay for me to write something based on a few of your art pieces. Would that still be alright? Your art is gorgeous and makes my brain think and brings joy to me all the time ^^ would absolutely link to the art and credit you. that's not even a question :)

That still depends on which art you’re specifically talking about! And thank you so much for the compliment!!

Anon said:I don’t know if you read fan fiction, but I have one to suggest to you! It’s called, “It’s Obvious When You Lie”. Only three chapters are out so far, but it’s really good!

I’ll add it to my marked for later list then!! Thank you so much for the rec, I don’t easily try out ongoing fics so this was very nice of u!!!

Anon said:In the body switch AU Todoroki sees how fucked up Midoriya feels around Bakugou('s body?) and realizes wow fuck this guy has traumatized my bf. I wonder what I can do to fuck w/ him so the day before they switch back (So Bakugou can't do much in retaliation) he takes Bakugou's body and does the stupidest bullshit ever as revenge

HECK anon sorry but nothing like this would happen ever as long as I’m the one writing the AU! For three main reasons! One, I don’t think Deku is traumatized at all! His relationship with Baku at the moment is actually pretty damn neat and on equal footing, you go you two, growing so much!! Two, Baku and Todo are friends!!! And Todo would never be a dick to Baku instead of just talking to him, if he had a problem with him!! Three, even if one and two weren’t true, Deku has no need for knights in shining armor fighting his battles for him!! He’s a strong independent boy and if he hasn’t fought Baku over this it’s probs cause he doesn’t want anyone to fight him over it!!! Also in this specific AU Todo and Deku aren’t dating, so the scenario doesn’t work for me! Sorry!

Anon said:Have you ever thought about krbk wedding?

I have! And I’ve talked about it on here a few times too! Lately I’ve been thinking about it again tho, from a designs point of view, because!! There’s that very neat post going around tumblr about that wedding photos in which one of the two grooms has a white tux with a cape, and I’ve been thinking about a variation of it for Kirishima’s wedding suit :0 something red instead of white, but generally similar! It’s a lot of effort to draw it so I still haven’t, but yeh!!

Anon said:Hello! I read this fic about your cat comics and the author said to send you some love in their end notes so here is some well-deserved love: your art is beautiful! It's why I became interested in BakuShima and I would not have loved these characters as much if it weren't for you. You also seem to be a very nice person, your mind is beautiful and I am glad you exist

G O DS this is such a nice ask!!!! thank you so so much!!!! ;O;

Anon said:Non chiedo una risposta a questo messaggio, anzi. Volevo solo dirti che trovo la tua arte FANTASTICA, e non sai quanto i tuoi comic e tutto il tuo lavoro mi ha strappato più di un sorriso in brutti momenti. Sapere che sei italiana mi ha fatto totalmente impazzire. Continua così, hai del talento vero. E grazie!

NUHHHH GRAZIE A TE PER ESSERE COSI’ GENTILE OMFG !!!!!!!!!! ;A;

Anon said:Okay okay okay! I adore your art! Could you maybe... draw some KiriBaku fantasy? If it’s not too much to ask! It can be as simple as can be! Your art is just really cute!

Yes I can and yes I will!!! Definitely and in the near future, did you know one of the app games JUST revealed a fantasy wolf Baku as a special halloween chara?? It’s just fantasy Baku with wolf ears and tail, but he’s adorable and I’ve been wanting to draw him since I saw him this morning ;O; so cute!

Anon said:Pssst. Singer Baku, Guitarist Kami, and Drummer Kiri. A good hc if I do say so myself.

It IS a great thought!! Drummer Kiri and Singer Baku have always been a weakness of mine too, so heck!! What a good image! If we put Jirou on bass and vocals too and sero on keyboard and mina on guitar, you make my fav band right then and there hahaha

Anon said:I'm not in the BNHA fandom at the moment but your art still continues to give me the warm fuzzies

GODS ISN’T THIS A NICE ASK!! I’m happy I can make you enjoy even characters you’re not specifically into! Thank you so much for sticking around!!!! ;O;

Anon said:i just got into bnha and fell in love with your art, started going through your sketch tag, and then realize that youre the person who made a bunch of haikyuu comics i loved a while ago so im! very glad to rediscover your stuff!!

HOLY GODS THAT’S NEAT!!! Welcome back!!!! ;O;

Anon said:I love it when you draw kiri with his hair down 💕💕💕 so good, so pure 💕💕💕💕

Oh boy thank you!! ;O; he’s so much easier to draw with his hair spiked for me, knowing people like the way I draw his hair when down means a whole damn lot!!

Anon said:Hello! First I love your account and artwork! Second will you ever be drawing Mako and Taiyou again? They are so adorable! Also Bakugou and Kirishima seems like amazing dad's!

Thank you!!! And yes I will! I have another ask around here asking about them, so maybe soon! Just gotta find the right idea to draw, I got a bunch but they’re all way too long for my curret attenton span level sadly hahaha rip

Anon said:lmaaaaooo my boi kaminari be having an emotional awakening

Kaminari is like, he’s always somewhere subconsciously known that Baku’s objectively pretty, but since he knows him so well and he’s always around him and most of the times they’re bickering and making fun of each other he’s never actually realized, so now he’s like oh, NOW I see it hahaha

Anon said:hi u probably get this enough but I wanted to give u all my appreciation for ur art thank u for sharing it with us I love everything u post ♡♡♡

THANK YOU!!!! It might be greedy of me but this sorta asks are never enough for me, so seriously thank you for taking your time to drop by and be so nice!!!

Anon said:Could you please draw more of the body swap au? Or what if a different pair of students were to switch?

I’m not gonna draw any other switch with other students, because before settling on Baku and Todo I went through a lot of possibilities and came to the conclusion that nothing would be as funny as Baku and Todo switched are (or at least nothing Horikoshi hasn’t already done himself lmao) so there’s that. I might draw more of them switched, but to be honest with you the only idea with that concept I have right now is Bakugou forgetting he’s suddenly taller and continuously walking into things around the dorms, so there’s that as well hahaha

#fran answers #a lot of !!!! in this one #today i'm feeling !!!#it's a nice feeling #hahaha #anonymous

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banditthewriter · 6 years ago

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Tag Game!

I was tagged by the lovely @suchatinyinfinity and I think someone else at some point but I can’t recall? So sorry darling, whoever you are!

Nicknames: Bandit. Babygirl (used by one person and one person only!) Most other people just use the first half of my first name since it’s so long.

Zodiac: Cancer! As a personality trait and a zodiac haha

Height: 5’6.

Last movie I saw: Uh. Jumanji with my nephews? We didn’t watch it all, but still.

Last thing googled: The Saints score at which point I immediately threw my phone to the other couch.

Favorite musician: Uh. Got a few I suppose? Bastille. Jon Bellion. The Used. Panic at the Disco. Tracy Chapman. Delta Rae.

Song stuck in my head: I am currently listening to music so the only thing in my head is the song that’s currently playing which is Unsteady by X Ambassadors.

Other blogs: @banditsficrecs is my fic rec blog, obv. I have another blog but I don’t use it anymore except as a way to keep track of people in fandoms I’m not in anymore.

Do I get asks: Yes and I love them! You’re always welcome to send me an ask or a message!!

Following: 90? I need to follow more blogs!

Amount of sleep: This weekend it’s been like, 10 hours a night because depression. But usually about six or seven hours if I actually take my meds.

Lucky number: 7 or 21 or 13.

What I’m wearing: Black yoga pants and a tshirt that says I Can’t Adult Today which is such a mood.

Dream job: I’d love to be a full time author, but honestly? Can I just get paid to cuddle animals?

Dream trip: Right now I just wanna go back home.

Favorite food: Most anything with chicken? Cherries.

Play any instruments: I used to play the guitar. I always wanted to learn the piano.

Languages: English. American Sign Language. I’m good with hearing languages and understanding them (French, German) but I’m shit with speaking or writing them.

Random fact: To combat my anxiety, I make lists. Right now my bedroom is covered in stickynote lists.

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: Rain/thunderstorms. Cats. Mugs of hot chocolate. Anything purple. Galaxies. Holding hands. Notebooks. Mountains.

Tagging: I think everyone has been tagged at some point or other so, anyone that wants to do it! 💜

#about me #tag game

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inkstainedfanfics · 7 years ago

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End of the Year Fic Rec!

I started this blog in like March or April of this year, and since then, I’ve written plenty, but I’ve also read tons of work by others. So I decided to take a moment and just list some of my favorite fics/drabbles/one-shots I’ve read this year from the lovely people that take time to write stories for everyone.

I sorted them by fandom, and listed the author only once. So if there’s a few fics that follow an author, then they are written by that author until you see a different username! I hope you all check out and enjoy these stories as much as I do, and send comments to them if you do!

If you’re on this list, thank you so much for taking the time to write your stories. They’ve helped make my days better and have made me smile countless times. Thank you so much, I hope you have a lovely 2018 :)

And if anyone has any other recs, feel free to reblog and add them on. Authors deserve some love, and starting the new year off by giving them some appreciation can’t hurt!

FANTASTIC BEASTS

White Lace - @fantasticnewtimagines: A Prince!Newt AU. Need I say more? Probably not but I will bc this series is wonderful. 2 parts are out, and I’m already shipping Newt x Reader. He’s so sweet but impatient with his role in the world and I just adore him and his interactions with Theseus so much.

Breakfast in Bed: Newt x Reader fluff. Pure fluff that is beautifully described with an adorable guest appearance by the disgusted Pickett.

Come Back: Newt x Reader. 3 recs in and I’m already recommending angst. Fitting. But honestly this fic will break your heart. Mentions of blood so don’t read if you’re squeamish about that I guess but otherwise, I promise you will not regret reading this fic. It’s heart wrenching and gorgeous.

Magical Office - @drdanwrites: The Office crosses Fbawtft. This series is hilarious and moving and a lovely combination of the popular show and the popular movie. I love the characterizations within this, and plenty of the jokes have legit made me laugh. It’s the right balance of goofy with dramatic and I’m hanging on every update.

Too Late - @scamanderson: Newt Angst. Shoot man I’m a sucker for the ‘tries to return to find out the other has moved on, awkward reunion’ trope (v. specific Ik lol) and this fic perfectly captures that idea. It’s sad, depicting the emotions of lost love and anger and regret as well as I think is possible.

HARRY POTTER

Well, Hello There - @losers-witch: Remus Lupin x Reader. Sassy Reader gives me life tbh. “What’s a pretty young thing like you, doing in a bar like this?” “Ignoring you” I love it. + Protective, Confident Remus, something I miss in fics. + it mentions his scars in no way in a negative light, something I really like. + it’s a super cute story that has a chance meeting oooo. Go read it, seriously. You won’t regret it.

Mine: Draco x Reader. Tbh I normally don’t read Draco fics bc they don’t always characterize him like I expect, but this one is different (along with all the other ones she writes about him). He’s sweet in his own, Draco specific way. I like how it tracks the relationship growth in separate times and how we watch them grow together and apart as we read. and it has another confident Reader ahhhhh. I’ve reread it multiple times, also something I rarely do.

Welcome Back - @drdanwrites: Cedric Diggory x Reader. I honestly cannot read this around other people. I flail and can’t stop smiling it’s so dang cute. I love it more than anything. My boy Cedric is horribly underrepresented, and this is a wonderful cure to that. He’s so sweet about how much he loves his S/O and how he misses her when she’s gone and when he’s in the taxi on the way to pick her up??????? You should totally read this if you want your heart to grow like the Grinch’s.

The Climb: Cedric Diggory x Reader. I can’t even with this. It’s beautiful. He’s sweet and cute and you watch the relationship unfold and then there’s a kiss that I will never be over it’s so well written and honestly if you love Cedric and haven’t read this fic, you’re missing out.

You Are My Happiness: Seamus Finnegan Soulmate AU. Another boy that’s totally underrepresented. I haven’t read any other fics for him, so finding this was a miracle. The friendship between the two is adorable and seeing the two’s thoughts about each other is flipping adorable idk. You should 100% read this to make your day better.

CRIMINAL MINDS

Gingerbread - @bookofreid: Spencer Reid x Reader. Soooooooo sweet. The final sentence gets me. Spencer’s so adorable and I love him and this drabble only fuels that love further and further. I still swoon and “awwwww” even after reading it at least six times. Short and sweet and worth your time 1000 times over.

Christmas Cheer: Spencer Reid x Reader. For some reason the line “Christmas with the Reids” gets me. This one involves Derek. Another short and sweet story that I love. The author has tons of shorter ones like this and Gingerbread, and I’m slowly but surely making my way through the list. The author has a wonderful grasp on the voice of the characters, and not once have I felt they said something ooc. Definitely check out and (I recommend) follow bookofreid bc the blog’s pretty great too.

The Ramblings of an Introvert: Spencer Reid x Reader. Okay, I’m a few parts into this 7 part series, but it’s gorgeous. It captures Reid’s voice really well, and I like the idea of him writing letters since that’s actually addressed in the show as something he would do. It’s an interesting way to relay his feelings, and I think the author executes it really well. The language use is exactly how I think Spencer would write, and the expression of his emotions is well done. Really lovely story that I’m certain I’ll be rereading in a while.

We All Fall Down - @criminal-minds-fanfiction: Spencer Reid angst. Another series that I’m only a few parts into. Honestly, I don’t read long series often, and I believe this one is over 20, but I read the 1st part and I had to continue on. The writing is descriptive enough that you get the scene but aren’t overloaded with details. It’s extremely engaging and sets up a story with a hook better than almost any other fic I’ve read. It also involves an intriguing relationship between Spencer and Reader, one that keeps you guessing and reading. Plus Will makes an appearance and I live for his accent and sweet attitude.

MARVEL

Night Out - @wolflhards: Clint Barton x Reader. All right, this is my only Marvel entry bc I don’t really read for the characters EXCEPT Clint and I’ve found very, very few Clint stories *sobs*. I like this one though for how mischievous Clint is in the beginning. I think it really captures him. Then he’s sweet and goofy and ahhh so many emotions bc I love Clint so much. + a Corvette is involved, an undeniable plus. + THE END if you love Clint you’ll die. It’s such a wonderful last couple of paragraphs there to tie up a beautiful story.

SUPERNATURAL

Dean Checking In - @supernaturalfreewill: Dean x Reader. Super short, a drabble, but still super cute. We get to see how Dean and Reader text, and then Dean smiles and I love that and Idk man I don’t have super in depth ideas for this, it just made me smile and swoon and I figure everyone should have the chance to read it and have that reaction.

Protective Dean: Dean x Reader. Another super short drabble but I have a thing for Protective!Boy fics, so this one is a favorite of mine. Dean’s so dang swoonworthy help.

Dean Sees You in a Towel: Dean x Reader. Dean’s so startled and he starts stammering and he’s showing his dorky, embarrassed side. Such a cute glimpse into a small situation.

Shut Up and Dance: Dean x Reader. They meet at a wedding Dean crashes, and the chemistry is amazing. I adore the dialogue in this, and could only ever wish to write Dean this well. Perfectly captures him and how he acts, and sets up a beautiful meeting that I just want to continue to read. Plus the ending is so gosh dang cute you’ll never get over it. Dean’s met his match :D

Impact - @kaz2y5-imagines: Dean x Reader. I will never be over this fic. I think about it all the time. It’s haunting, and Dean’s reaction to the crash has me swooning. He cares SO MUCH for the Reader, evident in his begging for Reader to return. And the end. Ugh. I love this fic so much. One of my favorite Dean fics I’ve read ever.

DRAGON AGE

What You Did was Stupid - @jawsandbones: FenHawke. Okay, jaw is my go-to Fenhawke/ZevxWarden author bc all the works are beautiful. The author’s writing style is like the opposite of mine with short sentences and concise descriptions, but I’m jealous bc it’s so wonderfully done. A master of writing, I read everything that’s posted. This drabble in particular broke my heart. I requested it, and didn’t expect to literally tear up, but I did and now I’m here, recommending it to you all so you can have your heart shattered into millions of tiny pieces. It’s worth it, though, for the beauty of the tale and the tenderness of the emotions.

I Care About You: FenHawke. I don’t normally like fics that include mage!Hawke bc I always play as a rogue, which is fine, obv, authors can write what they want, I just usually scroll past it. But I didn’t scroll past this one, and thankfully so. It depicts a moment, one that is held out, one of terror meeting calm, need meeting warmth, worry finding a hand to help. I just love it. It’s short like the one above, but still rich with emotions and tentative, uncertain feelings that plague the beginning stages of a relationship. Idk I just love it. Highly recommend checking out her other works.

All in a Name - @kierarutherford: Cullen Rutherford x Inquisitor Baseball!AU on AO3. I don’t like baseball, but I’m partway into this series and I love it. I really enjoy how various characters have been included and written while Cullen’s still the focal point. Diana is independent and tough, but not obnoxiously so. I haven’t finished it yet, but the pieces I’ve read are interesting, the details really well described. I can always hear/see the scene vividly. The author’s super talented and wrote tons of stories this year, and I think y’all should check her works out bc they’re awesome.

#fic rec #not mine #happy new year everyone!!!!!!#Hope you're all staying safe and having a nice time!#I highly recommend checking out these fics and talking to the authors #they're all super kind!#and talented lol

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I’ve got a bad feeling about this: a Star Wars fic rec post feat. Ahsoka Tano and Leia Organa

Guys. GUYS. I’m having so many Ahoska Tano feels right now YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW. So many feels that I am rewatching all my favorite bits from The Clone Wars series. So many feels that I have been reading and rereading fics over and over again. So many feels that I am coming back from the dead because I am compelled to make this rec post. So many feels that I changed my damn icon. So here it is.

Also I’ve got some Leia ones because I love Leia too and some misc. ones because they’re too good not to include. So it’s more of a “Here’s all my favorite Star Wars fanfics that happen to have a few key focus characters.” Also at some point during my aforementioned Ahsoka fanfic binge I started shipping Rex/Ahsoka by accident bUT IT IS NOT MY FAULT THE FICS ARE SO WELL WRITTEN OKAY.

In other news, I’m not in fandom so much any more, obv, so it’s not quite as thorough as my previous rec posts have been. Strictly fanfiction atm. Didn’t realize how many I’d collected until I made this list either lol. My other rec posts can be found here.

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Fialleril

Optimal Functioning AO3 | Tumblr Ahsoka is planning a major Rebel action, if only she can be sure Darth Vader won't interfere. Leia thinks she knows someone who can help. Fulcrum, meet Ekkreth. [Ahsoka & Anakin; AU; part 6 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

The Unstolen Child AO3 | Tumblr Every Force sensitive child must be registered with the Imperial Inquisition. When the time comes, they'll be collected for training. Ahsoka is determined to make sure that doesn't happen. And she has some unexpected help. [Ahsoka & Anakin; AU; part 15 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Jade-Max

Captain & Commander - AU Rexoka Stories FFN A collection of Vignettes that were spawned by, or didn't fit with, the original "TCW - Captain & Commander" thread. These are mostly Rex & Ahsoka being paired romantically - AUs of Vignettes that are written, or original versions of those already posted before that had to be tweaked to fit. [Ahsoka/Rex; AU]

The Clone Wars: Captain and Commander FFN A series of 'Episode Tags' from all of the various seasons featuring, primarily, Ahsoka and Rex. Written as they struck me; 'missing moments' and things I felt should have been seen 'on camera' as it were. Supposed to fit into canon universe. [Ahsoka/Rex]

Coming Home FFN Post Season 5, episode 100 AU. Clone Commando Captain Gregor hadn't expect to wake from the explosion that decimated the space port as the droids and Colonel Gascon escaped. Waking, however, is the least of his surprises… [Ahsoka/Gregor, Ahsoka/Rex; AUish]

Where It Is FFN Sequel to the Short Story "Gone Without Goodbye" of my "Captain & Commander: Rexsoka AU" stories. After Rex is sent after Ahsoka by Anakin, they leave Coruscant together and head to Saleucami to give Ahsoka the space she needs to heal, recover and decide what to do with the rest of her life. [Ahsoka/Rex; AU; WIP]

NascentSunbeam

Battle-Tested AO3 Friendships are forged in the fires of war, but nurtured in moments of peace. Neither Captain nor Commander have ever encountered missions quite like these before. But Ahsoka supposes that's what Rex means, when he talks about "experience." [Ahsoka & Rex, Ahsoka & clones; warning: references of threats of sexual assault; part 1 of the Fire-Forged series]

Cuts Both Ways AO3 Ahsoka hasn't returned from Carlac yet, and Anakin's insecurities are beginning to get the better of him. ...Ahsoka is not in the mood to deal with insecure men at the moment. [Ahsoka & Anakin, Ahsoka & Rex]

Lex Talionis AO3 noun 1. the principle or law of retaliation that a punishment inflicted should correspond in degree and kind to the offense of the wrongdoer, as an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth; retributive justice. OR Rex learns from his past experience. [Ahsoka & Rex; part 2 of the Fire-Forged series]

Trusting Hearts AO3 Sneaking along the mission to the Citadel helps Ahsoka earn the greater trust of her Masters. But it also garners her some unwanted attention from some in the Republic and the Separatists alike. Luckily, she has Rex to watch her back. [Ahsoka & Rex; part 3 of the Fire-Forged series; WIP]

Nny11*

The Apprentice AO3 The doors only open when a Master opens them for their Padawan, a subtle reminder to them that a student needs a teacher's guidance and that teachers must let them go. The force thinks it's rather funny when it alters history by forcing Master Yoda to take on a very young Ahsoka Tano as his Padawan. Follows Ahsoka Tano from when she is found by the Jedi to when she leaves. [Ahsoka & Yoda, Ahsoka & Anakin, Ahsoka & everyone basically; heavily AU; WIP; part 1 of the Close But No Cigar series]

Interuptions AO3 [Ahsoka & everyone; heavily AU; WIP; part 2 of the Close But No Cigar series]

unwithered*

As Long As There Are Dreamers There Will Always Be Sailors AO3 Kal Skirata doesn't know why he's surprised when Ordo comms him to say that the entire 501st has up and disappeared from the barracks with no warning and no orders. If the Jedi worry that the Nulls and Omega are Kal’s private army, then the 501st is certainly Skywalker’s. Short fix-it for the end of the Wrong Jedi, wherein Anakin leaves the Order to follow Ahsoka rather than watching her walk off alone. [Ahsoka & Anakin, Ahsoka & clones; AU; part 1 of the Dreamers & Sailors series]

Die With You AO3 | Tumblr Trapped behind enemy lines and gravely wounded, Ahsoka Tano and Captain Rex have little hope of surviving and making it back to their base. Rex is ready to die for his Jedi, but she refuses to go on without him. [Ahoska & Rex; warning: attempted suicide]

Welcome to the New Age AO3 When Anakin and Ahsoka left the Jedi Order and the Grand Army of the Republic after the events of The Wrong Jedi, they didn't expect the 501st to follow on their heels - even though they should have. Drifting through the Outer Rim without a mission, a plan, or a clue, they have to find their own purpose and begin to construct new lives together, with the wrath of the Republic at their backs and an uncertain future ahead. [Ahsoka & Anakin, Ahsoka & clones; AU; WIP; part 2 of the Dreamers & Sailors series]

victoria_p (musesfool)

And All Along You Knew My Story AO3 | Tumblr | DW In which Ahsoka meets the pilot who destroyed the Death Star. [Ahsoka & Leia, Ahsoka & Luke]

Hide Yourself for Me AO3 | Tumblr | DW Ahsoka won't teach Leia to use the Force, but she can teach her to hide herself within it. [Ahsoka & Leia]

Stuck in the Middle with You AO3 | Tumblr | DW * "These are the flattest, saddest pillows I've ever seen." "They are sufficient," Obi-Wan says. "You must have very particular pillow needs." [Ahsoka & Anakin & Obi-Wan]

trade your heroes for ghosts AO3 | Tumblr | DW Vader presents Ahsoka with an ultimatum. [Ahoska & Vader; AU]

The Wild Chance of Living AO3 | DW "Not like you to use a honey trap, though." "That was not my intention." [Ahsoka/Aphra, Ahsoka & Vader; AU; warning: explicit sexual content]

WiliQueen

The Belonging You Seek AO3 A chance discovery gives Luke and Leia a glimpse into who Anakin was, and leads them to more than they ever expected. More questions, more answers... and more family. [Ahsoka & the twins, Ahsoka & Anakin; post-Rebels, Ahsoka lives; WIP]

Fractured AO3 The name burns in his mouth, as anything Skywalker loved burns. Kenobi is a white-hot lance each time he speaks it, Padmé an inferno he cannot even approach. "Ahsoka." [Ahsoka & Vader; Rebels-era, Ahsoka lives]

zinjadu

All's Fair in Cake and War AO3 When Rex said he'd pay good money to see Ahsoka mess with Fives, he didn't think she'd take it seriously. Because the universe needs more clone trooper and commanding Jedi slice of life. Fluffy, silly thing, goes off a scene from Chapter 3 of "Enough for Us," also by me. [Ahsoka & Rex; canon compliant-ish; part 2 of the Between Eternity and Time series]

All too Fleeting AO3 After being raised up to Knight-Errant, Ahsoka has a day to soak up all the good feelings from her friends, reconnecting with her fellow Padawans, attending a Padme-hosted celebration, and, of course, partying with her troopers. Oh, and Fives drunk dials Rex. Just some cuteness before the pace picks up again. [Ahsoka & Anakin, Ahsoka & Padme, Ahsoka & clones, Ahsoka & Rex, hints of Ahsoka/Rex; AU; part 2 of the Knight-Errant series]

Enough of Us AO3 A series following the developing friendship between Ahsoka and Rex, which fills in the gaps between episodes where there was downtime, chock full of camaraderie, some burgeoning feelings, and how two people find happiness in the small moments. Well, until they have to say good-bye. Goes up through the end of Season 5. [Ahsoka & Rex; canon compliant-ish; part 1 of the Between Eternity and Time series]

Howling in the Gale AO3 Ahsoka, on her way to rendezvous with Anakin and continue the fight for the Republic, has a vision. Meanwhile, on Coruscant, Barriss Offee struggles to make the other Jedi listen as she holds to her convictions about the darkness in the war. Working at opposite ends, these two (former?) friends find they might have to meet in the middle to save what is worth saving. However, Ahsoka, Anakin and their men need to take the Ringo Vinda station first. That is, if they can. [Ahsoka & Anakin, Ahsoka & Rex, Ahsoka & clones, Ahsoka & Bariss; AU; part 5 of the Knight-Errant series]

I Shall Not Live in Vain AO3 AU after Season 5. Ahsoka Tano left, but where did she go? What did she do, and what did she learn? And what if after Order 66, Rex found her. This follows Ahsoka and Rex (and their cobbled together family) as they live through the last of the Clone War, Order 66, and the Empire era. They make a life for themselves, but as the Force calls Ahsoka back to help the people of the galaxy, she comes to accept that she never really could run from a fight worth fighting. [Ahsoka/Rex, Ahsoka & clones, Ahsoka & padawans, minor Ahsoka/Bariss; AU; warning: some explicit sexual content and also this will make you cry; part 3 of the Between Eternity and Time series]

In Pursuit AO3 AU - The Jedi Who Knew Too Much. Rex decides to stay "in pursuit" of his Commander; he jumps. Now, with backup, Ahsoka navigates the lower levels and deals with Ventress. Meanwhile, Anakin takes the Order to task, finds a little more support, and things turn out a little differently for everyone. And this is just the beginning. [Ahsoka & Anakin, Ahsoka & Rex; AU; part 1 of the Knight-Errant series]

Lethe AO3 Alone, without memory, a woman walks on, and in so doing rediscovers herself. Inspired by Filoni's Digital Cards at Topps. Deals with themes of selfhood, memory, time, and being. [Post-Twilight of the Apprentice]

Lethe Coda: Faith be for aye AO3 Takes place after "Lethe." After the events of Return of the Jedi, Rex is told that Ahsoka's alive. He has to go see for himself.Reunion fic, but you don't necessarily need to read "Lethe" first. [Ahsoka & Rex]

Life, and Other Details AO3 Life in the rest of the Galaxy moves on. Ahsoka spends time with our favorite troopers, Anakin learns to adjust to life without Ahsoka always around, Kit Fisto teaches important lessons, Aayla Secura and Quinlan Vos have a chat that goes sideways, Wolffe and Tai (Plo Koon's padawan) continue to annoy the hell out of each other, Padme Does Politics, and more! Snapshots, adventures and moments of life all while there's still a ticking time bomb at the heart of the Republic. [Ahsoka & Rex, Ahsoka & Anakin, etc.; AU; part 4 of the Knight-Errant series]

On the Altar AO3 After the events surrounding Tup's death and Fives' faked death, those who know about the chips are trying to quietly deal with them and figure out a way to deal with the Sith that has been pulling their strings. However, Sidious has already set his newest attack dog on the young woman who seems to be near the center of events. The young woman who is far too close to his desired apprentice. The young woman who might just tip the balance against him.It is time for Ahsoka Tano to die.... Meanwhile, Anakin, Obi-Wan and Ventress (of all people) investigate a source of darkness on Coruscant and find more than they bargain for. [Ahsoka/Rex, Ahsoka & Anakin; AU; warning: explicit psychological/physical torture with threats of sexual assault, plus all the PTSD that goes with that; part 6 of the Knight-Errant series]

Shakedown Run AO3 After being raised to Knight-Errant, and getting some time to celebrate, Ahsoka gets her first mission as a Knight-Errant. But the plan goes pear shaped (of course), things blow up, people get shot at, and Ahsoka has to make some hard choices. [Ahsoka & Rex, Ahsoka & clones, Ahsoka & padawans; AU; part 3 of the Knight-Errant series]

Sing, and Know that I’m with You AO3 Because sometimes, the only way to say something, is to sing it. Various moments throughout Star Wars when people needed to sing, written as I think of them. Tags added as I go. Not a "musical", but rather an exploration of the importance of singing in life and how we live together as people. [Link goes to second chapter which features Ahsoka & the clones but it’s all really good]

Slaves of the Republic AO3 AU of S04E12: Slaves of the Republic. Taking on the trope of "what if Rex was the slave and Ahsoka was the seller?" How would our heroes really feel at dealing with the wrongness that is Zygerria, the sleemo that is the queen, and the pressure to complete the mission at the expense of their own integrity? By doing the job, of course, no matter how horrible and weird it gets. [Ahsoka & Rex, hints of Ahsoka/Rex, Ahsoka & Anakin; AU; warning: mature content]

Sleeping Patterns AO3 Anakin tries to get Ahsoka to stop falling asleep on the troopers after battles. It goes about as well as you would expect. [Ahsoka & clones, Ahsoka & Anakin]

Misc.

all the tender strength in your body. AO3 by vasnormandy seven times in the arms of the man who was almost your father; seven times with your arms around the daughter you almost got to keep. || snapshots of anakin and ahsoka's relationship over time, told through embraces. [Ahsoka & Anakin; warning: you will cry]

The Rogue Dreams of Stars AO3 by starbirdrampant (ineasako22) * With the DEATH STAR destroyed and Imperial forces focused on the task of eliminating the Rebellion, Rebel agents LUKE SKYWALKER and LEIA ORGANA have been sent to an unnamed planet on the Outer Rim in search of a weapon that will aid them in their fight against the Empire. Unbeknownst to them, Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker, missing since the Clone Wars, is trapped in a stasis pod on the planet’s surface, waiting to be awoken by either the Rebellion… or the Empire. Should they find their wayward father, the twins may set in motion a chain of events that could possibly bring the Sith Lord, DARTH SIDIOUS, to his knees... MEANWHILE, in the Clone Wars, Padawan AHSOKA TANO is left without a master in the throes of an increasingly deadly war. Without Anakin, she must become a Jedi Knight and learn to command the 501st Legion in order to find her way in a Republic that is soon to tear itself apart... [Ahsoka & Anakin, Ahsoka & Rex, Ahsoka & clones, Anakin/Padme, Anakin & the twins; part 1 of The Rogue Dreams of Stars series; AU (another one of those General Ahsoka AUs that I am all about); WIP]

Tano and Kenobi AO3 | Tumblr (Chapter 1; Tag) by FireflyFish Master Skywalker always said “The Force works in mysterious ways” and Ahsoka Tano has to admit, getting thrown backwards in time by about forty years was very mysterious. Now she just needs to figure how to get back home and how to get Master Qui-Gon Jinn to take Senior Initiate Obi-Wan Kenobi as a Padawan before the young boy is shipped off to Bandomeer to take up the quiet life of a farmer. Of course, that’s assuming she doesn’t take him as her Padawan first... [Ahsoka & Obi-Wan; time-travel fix-it; WIP; READ IT IT’S SO GOOD]

Time to Go AO3 | FFN * A version of the “Anakin doesn’t find Ventress at the end of season 5, with the result that Ahsoka gets Dramatically Sentenced To Death” plotline. Obi-Wan makes choices, Anakin freaks out, the Jedi Council behaves somewhat questionably, Darth Sidious behaves completely reprehensibly, and Ahsoka is generally her bad-ass self. [Ahsoka & Anakin & Obi-Wan; AU; WIP]

→LEIA (& LUKE)

Elizabeth (anghraine)

Daughter of Time AO3 Leia Organa, fifty times. [Part 2 of The Quality of Mercy series]

Son of Necessity AO3 Luke Skywalker, fifty times. [Asexual!Luke; part 3 of The Quality of Mercy series]

FernWithy

The Ascension of the Queen TFN with ami-padme In the sequel to "By the Grace of Lady Vader," the Skywalker family battles the galaxy and one another for ultimate control. [Padme lives/dark!Padme AU; warnings for even more dark themes.]

By the Grace of Lady Vader FFN | TFN with Aeryn & ami-padme When Amidala of Naboo rejoins her husband in Imperial high command after the battle of Yavin, they will stop at nothing to reclaim their family and avenge themselves upon those who tore it apart. [Padme lives/dark!Padme AU; really long and really good; warnings for dark themes.]

Father’s Heart TFN During Princess Leia's teenage years, she discovers a friend in an unlikely -- and disturbing -- person: Lord Vader. [Leia & Vader; canon-compliant iirc]

The Only Question FFN | TFN When Vader captures Leia on Bespin, he asks her only one question... the one she knows she can never answer. [Sequel of sorts to Father’s Heart; Leia & Vader]

Fialleril

Aftermath AO3 | Tumblr “I don’t blame you,” she said fiercely. “For Alderaan. I want you to know that.” (Leia meets with Vader in the aftermath of the destruction of Alderaan and the Death Star.) [Leia & Anakin; AU; part 11 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Bedrock AO3 | Tumblr “And now, Your Highness, we will discuss the location of your hidden Rebel base.” (Leia's Death Star interrogation in the double agent 'verse.) [Leia & Anakin; AU; part 9 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Children of the Force AO3 | Tumblr In which Leia begins training in the Force with Luke in secret, continues to mourn Alderaan, and says goodbye to Ekkreth. Now featuring a bonus cameo by Han Solo, dweeby schoolboy with a crush. [Leia & Luke, Leia & Anakin; AU; part 13 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Decryption Codes AO3 | Tumblr Newly appointed Senator Leia Organa meets Darth Vader for the first time. And then she meets Ekkreth. [Leia & Anakin; AU; part 3 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

The Emperor’s Speech AO3 | Tumblr Leia hates the Emperor's interminable speeches. But they're slightly more tolerable when she has someone to mock them with. [Leia & Anakin; AU; part 5 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Empire Day AO3 | Tumblr Three birthdays with Leia Organa. [Leia & the Organas; Leia & Anakin, Leia & Luke; AU; part 14 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

A Larger World AO3 | Tumblr In which Leia discovers she is Force sensitive, finds herself a teacher, talks politics with Darth Vader, and reaches all the right conclusions…about the wrong parent. [Leia & Anakin; AU; part 4 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

The Only Verdict AO3 | Tumblr In which Darth Vader prevents Leia from Force choking someone (yes, really), Leia swears revenge, an escape plan is hatched, and Luke Skywalker finally makes an appearance. Or, the destruction of Alderaan in the double agent ‘verse. Because this is Star Wars, and everything is pain. [Leia & Anakin; AU; part 10 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Optimal Functioning AO3 | Tumblr Ahsoka is planning a major Rebel action, if only she can be sure Darth Vader won't interfere. Leia thinks she knows someone who can help. Fulcrum, meet Ekkreth. [Leia & Anakin, Ahsoka & Anakin; AU; part 6 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Rocks and Water AO3 | Tumblr part 1 part 2 Anakin builds a lightsaber, and Leia gets a delivery...and some surprising revelations with it. [Leia & Anakin, Leia & Luke; AU; part 16 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Sometimes as Many as Seven AO3 | Tumblr Leia and Han talk about the Force, philosophy, and that bounty hunter they ran into on Ord Mantell. A short coda to Rocks and Water, written as a tribute to Carrie Fisher. [Leia & Han, Leia & Anakin; AU; part 17 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

irnan

by a burning book FFN Leia Organa was once something like an ally; now, she would seem to be a problem. Lord Vader's problems do not often last long. [Leia & Vader]

just try not to worry FFN This is the last day of Leia Organa's life. From a certain point of view.

think our paths are straight FFN "You're far too trusting," Tarkin said, and that was a lie. She gambled for her very planet on that bridge, and she lost; but Leia Organa was never trusting. [Companion to just try not to worry]

Lisse

Aggressive Negotiations FFN Five times Prince Luke Organa's diplomatic powers failed him. AU, obviously. [Companion to Inversion]

Inversion FFN AU crackfic. "I'm Leia Skywalker. I'm here to rescue you." [Companion to Aggressive Negotiations]

Inheritance FFN Leia is nothing like her mother, no one at all whispers.

madame_alexandra

Scream AO3 In Cloud City, Vader personally forces Leia to watch Han's torture. Heavily references my other piece concerning Vader's suspicions about Leia, Siren Song. [Leia & Vader; warning: references to sexual assault, psychological torture]

Siren Song AO3 Lord Vader has a crippling headache, and the source of it fascinates him. [Leia & Vader]

victoria_p (musesfool)

And All Along You Knew My Story AO3 | Tumblr | DW In which Ahsoka meets the pilot who destroyed the Death Star. [Leia & Ahsoka, Luke & Ahsoka]

Hide Yourself for Me AO3 | Tumblr | DW Ahsoka won't teach Leia to use the Force, but she can teach her to hide herself within it. [Leia & Ahsoka]

Just a Little Bit of History Repeating AO3 | Tumblr | DW "I'm in charge of security, Your Highness," Vader said, haughty and automatic, and had to shove away a sudden onslaught of memories. It was this building, he thought, and the presence of a small brunette senator with a smart mouth. That was all. [Leia & Vader; AU]

Mother Is the Name for God AO3 | Tumblr | DW * Leia dreams of a beautiful woman with long curly hair. Sometimes, she's smiling brightly, and sometimes, she's sad, but Leia knows, deep in her heart, that this is her birth mother, and that she loves Leia very much. [Leia & Padme, Leia & Bail & Breha]

Misc.

The Belonging You Seek AO3 by WiliQueen A chance discovery gives Luke and Leia a glimpse into who Anakin was, and leads them to more than they ever expected. More questions, more answers... and more family. [Leia & Ahsoka, Luke & Ahsoka, the twins & Anakin, Ahsoka & Anakin; post-Rebels, Ahsoka lives; WIP]

Of Queens, Knights, and Pawns AO3 by chancecraz I went to sleep on the worst day of my life and woke to find myself in the past on the second worst day of my life. As experiences go, I don’t recommend it. [Leia time-travel fix-it; Leia & Luke, Leia & Vader, Leia/Han; WIP]

perfect & boundless attachement AO3 by leli1013 “My father fought alongside Jedi in the Clone Wars. He said they held a vow of celibacy. Will you do the same?” His quiet laughter and the tenderness in his eyes when he answers “No” sends a shot of some painful, nameless emotion through her heart. A distant part of herself wants to call it dread. [Leia & Luke, unrequited Luke/Leia; warning: accidental incest]

A Thousand Pieces FFN by motchi There was a puzzle there, you just didn't see it. Han/Leia oneshot, follows original trilogy.

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Apology Accepted AO3 | Tumblr What really happened to Captain Needa. [Lorth Needa; AU; part 18 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Flowers for the Emperor AO3 | Tumblr * Someone is sending the Emperor seditious flowers. Senator Pooja Naberrie is delighted. (Or, I finally write the Bouquet of Disdain as an actual fic.) [Pooja Naberrie; AU; part 8 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Shape-Changer AO3 | Tumblr His Master liked to say that Vader was born in fire on Mustafar. But Ekkreth was born in the desert. [Anakin; AU; part 1 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Trickster Steals the Moon AO3 | Tumblr This is the story of how Depur stole the moon from the sky, and how Ekkreth the Trickster stole it back thrice over. (But that's no moon...) [Anakin; AU; part 7 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Trophies AO3 | Tumblr In which the Emperor is far from pleased with the destruction of the Death Star, Darth Vader remains a bit of a disappointment, and Obi-Wan Kenobi’s death serves more purpose than he ever could have imagined. Or, Palpatine’s point of view following the events of ANH. [Palpatine; AU; part 12 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Words in the Heart AO3 | Tumblr “XF-53,” he said, “will your programming permit me to tell you a story?” “There is no prohibition against that. A story cannot do damage.” “Is that what he thinks? Good.” (Or, what Anakin was up to during those four hours between meeting the Grandmother and finally contacting Palpatine in Shape-Changer.) [Anakin; AU; part 2 of the Double Agent Vader (AO3; Tag) series]

Misc.

The Beginning After the End AO3 | Tumblr by notbecauseofvictories * Padmé wakes to the back of Obi-Wan’s head, his hair mussed and his arms spread, outstretched over her knees as though to shield her from all that would come. (Too late, Padmé thinks, feeling the dull ache around her throat, where phantom hands tightened. Much too late for that now.) [Padme lives AU; Padme/Anakin, Padme & Obi-Wan, Padme & Obi-Wan & the twins]

Circle into Motion AO3 | Tumblr | DW by victoria_p (musesfool) "A Jedi doesn't dwell on the past or fret about the future. A Jedi is present in the moment, in each moment, as it happens. But there's nothing wrong with occasionally reminding ourselves where we come from, and keeping our eyes open to where we're going." [Rey; Rey & Luke, Rey & Ahsoka, Rey & Leia]

i remember summer, dimly AO3 by stitchingatthecircuitboard In a secret compartment at the side of her bed — the bed they shared — there is a dagger. Long as her forearm, slim, elegant, deadly, it slides neatly from its hiding to sit against her skin, under her sleeve. She opens and closes her hand, remembering Sabé’s training, until the dagger leaps into her palm at the speed of thought. [Padme lives AU; Padme/Anakin, Padme/Sabé, Padme & Obi-Wan, Ahsoka/Bariss; WIP]

Last Serving Daughter AO3 by starbirdrampant (ineasako22) * Fifteen years after the fall of the Republic, Queen Sosha Soruna – the latest of Emperor Palpatine's puppet rulers of Naboo – decides that she's had enough. [Sosha Soruna; AU; part 2 of The Rogue Dreams of Stars series, part 1 of the Rebel Queens of Naboo series]

No New Thing FFN by Lisse Rey dreams of a dead man. No, not that one. [Rey; Rey & Anakin]

An Old Song, Re-Sung AO3 by Mira-Jade * Even as Darth Vader, Anakin Skywalker dreams. [Anakin/Padme, Anakin & Obi-Wan, Anakin & Padme & the twins; AU; WIP]

A River Flowing AO3 by Barkour A shadow has left the force, but other threats remain as Padmé and Anakin prepare for the birth of their child. [Padme; Padme/Anakin, Padme & Ahsoka, Ahsoka & Anakin, Anakin & Obi-Wan; AU; WIP]

road trip playlist AO3 by magneticwave Rey is XO of a piece of junk, her captain is a foul-mouthed Wookiee who doesn’t respect people who respect authority, and there are pictures of naked people glued to the ceiling of the Falcon. She honestly couldn't be more thrilled. [Rey; Rey & Chewbacca]

Your Contribution To The War Effort (A Mercenary’s Guide) LJ by threeguesses [“Don’t pick a side. If you do, don’t broadcast it (this makes it easier to switch when the time comes). Do not, ever, under any circumstances, get involved in the fighting. (Exception: unless someone pays you obscene amounts of money to do so. Obscene.”] [Han; Han/Leia]

Updated as of 6/6/2017

#Ahsoka Tano #Leia Organa #Star Wars #Star Wars: The Clone Wars #The Clone Wars #rec post #fic rec #ugh I haven't done this in so long #not sure how to do it any more #doesn't help that tumblr has changed everything and made it difficult for me to format my posts how I want #I just need to get this published and be done with it #I hope you guys enjoy #in other news I basically cannot even handle myself #Ahsoka Tano: best character or best character?#answer: all of the above #*cries about it*

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A bunch of replies and collating things because people are super sweet. A lot of navel gazing about social interaction, my lizard brain, and talking to people/writing of fic recs. (Basically, the short version: I have weird lizard brain thoughts! But if I’ve recommended a fic of yours--or even if I haven’t!--you can be 100% sure I really, really will enjoy you popping up to say hi or thanks for the comment or whatever.)

updiddlyupup said: idk if it helps any, but you recced my fic recently and it actually gave me the motivation to get writing again after being stalled for a while. So, thanks :)

lalijinx said: I usually keep to myself online because I have anxiety, but I have to say I adore all your Star Wars posts! (You may have noticed me liking them all the time) I don’t have anyone irl to share all my Star Wars PT feelings so it’s nice to see someone else who also has the same emotions I do :)

prideandprejudiceandkittens said: always here to chat, if it’s cool with you I will continue to reach out to you with squeeing and such :)

theartisintheediting said: I also have anxiety and OCD and get upset over Anakin I feel u

w3-4r3-th3-f1r3 said: Yo hit me up for a chat anytime. I seriously get it with that whole “if I interact with anyone they’ll hate me” but I’ve been trying really hard to get over that so like…you’re welcome to talk to me anytime, basically, and I’m already cursed anyway. I can take your curses if you’re going to curse me, I don’t mind. :)

sunshinedaysforever answered: honestly your recs are the highlight of my wednesdays - I have a hard time sorting through all the fic out there, but I always find something in your recs (and I’m flattered to be sometimes included)! I’ve found a few faves that way, definitely :)

laurelseas answered: Only if you feel like it - I’ve read pretty much every SW fanfic by now, but sometimes I do see a new one of your recs, so that’s lovely

bellagothic answered: i used to go through them and read a thing or two at some point

aliaskallistei answered: Glad you’re feeling better! I’m a terrible interactor but just wanted to say that more recs would be wonderful.

sophiegaladheon answered: I definately find your posts useful when I’m looking for some new fic to read. You give great recs. So if it’s something you want to do know it will continue to be appreciated.

miseria-fortes-viros answered: I LOVE them, but whatever you decide is totally fine! :) I’ve actually been introduced to quite a few fics through your recs. They’ve been super helpful, thanks!

laureas76 reblogged this from darthluminescent and added: Whenever I’m in the mood for a marathon of fanfiction instead of writing, I’ve looked to your blog. Thank you so much for the recommends you’ve done! I’d say if the fic recs are getting too be to much then please consider publishing every other week. Thanks again. You’ve been a life saver to my GB and my eyes!

kitsunesongs answered: They re VERY INTERESTING and useful and something I love, so please keep doing the recs! Maybe make a masterpost of your rec lists?

writegowrite answered: I’m so busy writing it’s hard for me to go out and find good ones on my own, so I appreciate them! But I know it’s got to be a lot of work for you and would understand if you didn’t pick them back up.

the-queenmaker answered: I enjoy them a great deal (:

I’m putting these all together because a) I want to and b) to say thank you for all the really sweet, lovely replies. I spent a fair amount of time thinking about this whole thing, about fannish interaction and level of involvement in fandom and my own emotional investment, where the lines for each of these things should be drawn and what I wanted vs what was good for me. It was a whole lot of navel gazing stuff, but when you have fucked up brain chemistry, sometimes these things chew on your thoughts more than you’d like. I’ve been doing fic recs for a long time, probably at least 12 years now, if not closer to 15. I enjoy reading more than I do writing (it takes me so long to get comfortable with the character voices that I haven’t been able to broach writing SW fic yet) and I have only so much energy for things and it’s a lot more satisfying to read a 20k fic than it is to write my own 5k fic. But because I’ve been doing them so long, they’ve come to have more weight in my mind than maybe they once did, they’ve started to become part of The Thing Moonlight Does In Fandom and I use them as a way to encourage more of what I want to see, a way to spill out my feelings when I’ve read something I really liked, as a way to share what I thought was really neat. I have a ton of social anxiety, so it’s really hard for me to approach someone first, hence creating this space (ie, the recs) where I can gush and if you come over to me, then I know, yes, you do want to talk to me. It’s probably unfair, I know a lot other people are nervous about interacting with someone for quite possibly the same exact reasons I am! But the lizard brain does what it does and I try to get around it by being as approachable as I can be. But I keep thinking, well, okay, if I say enough thoughtful things, authors will come say hi and thanks for the rec and then I can go HI I LOVE YOU LET’S BE FRIENDS HERE’S THREE MORE PARAGRAPHS ON THAT THING YOU WROTE THAT I LOVED. Look, I’m doing my best to get around my social anxiety and my OCD (if I comment on your fic before establishing a rapport, I’m cursing you! IT HAS HAPPENED SO MANY TIMES, my lizard brain tells me), so don’t judge me, okay. *g* Anyway, I think I was rolling my way towards a point here somewhere. I don’t know if I was fishing for compliments, per se, (idk I didn’t think so but if I was I’m going to work really hard at not feeling embarrassed or guilty about it) but I think it was honestly more about needing to feel connected a bit, to know that I wasn’t just screaming into the void. And I had to really look at myself and accept that maybe that was true, that I had to be okay with it (or okay with walking away) if it was true. This is just... a thing... that happens with me every couple of years, but I’m getting better at reaching out, at going OKAY WHAT DO YOU WANT to myself, trying to figure out what I want from myself, possibly from other people, what the solution is that would make me happy/content again, instead of how I just used to wallow in those feelings and wait for someone else to fix my feelings for me. (Look, there’s a reason I relate to Anakin so much, okay.) And everyone’s very kind messages really helped me feel super flattered and you were all so kind and I think... I mean, even more than the compliments (WHICH ARE SUPER NICE I’M KEEPING THEM FOREVER THEY’RE MINE NOW) I so very much appreciated the reaching out and that sense of connection. I read every message and was warmed by them, every single one of them, genuinely each one of them. I don’t need it constantly, but once in awhile I do need a little WAH TALK TO ME moment, I guess. *wry* As for the future... well, okay, look. I’ve been doing this so long I’m not sure I even know how to stop doing recs, it’d be pretty hard for me. I imagine, even when I genuinely felt like NO I’M GOING HOME there probably wasn’t really that much chance that I would stop, if only to switch to a different place/fandom/whatever. But I calmed the hell down, let my feelings simmer and then vent, and tried going back to read some fic I was pretty sure I was going to like and just kind of... told myself, well, even if I only have a handful left to read and then no more Star Wars fic ever again, then so be it. This calms my brain down, but, honestly, I’m pretty sure I’ll still be finding things to read from this point forward anyway. So, no recs this week (well, obv. since it’s Thursday now) but probably next week I’ll pick them back up again. (And again thank you for all the kind messages, sometimes a person just needs a week to be a mess and have people say nice things, YOU ARE ALL THE KINDEST. ♥)

#moonlight replies #i should have a personal tag

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