#fpbb

[fandoms-are-my-lifestyle]

3, 18, & 29, please :)

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits?)

Is it silly to say my AABB fic? Nobody Said It Was Easy (Oh, Take Me Back to the Start) was the first ever longfic I finished and the first fic I'd ever written for a bang or writing event of any kind, and it holds such a special place in my heart.

18. The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?

Sam, this one seems targeted... Gd, there are so many. Juno Steel was a big one; Jaskier and Geralt from my Witcher fic both gave me absolute hell. I don't think there was a character that didn't give me trouble this year!

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

This one's really hard, actually? Apparently I only published two fics this year (AABB apparently released two days before the new year) so have my favorite passage from my FPBB fic:

Peter Nureyev isn’t real, Juno tells himself, ignoring the searing pain in his wrist. Peter Nureyev isn’t real, he tells himself as he watches the tied-up HCPD officers who lost the thief Juno had practically handed them punch the ground in defeat through a video feed he’s technically not supposed to have, as he pours another drink and passes out on the couch with the smell of cologne still tickling his nostrils. Peter Nureyev isn’t real.  

Send me a number off this list!

[cuddlytogas]

[fic] Heart Fitness (Rusty Quill Gaming) COMPLETE

[ID: A neon sign against dark brickwork. A pink heart sits between blue weight plates like a barbell, and contains the words 'HEART FITNESS' in curly pink font. End ID]

My modern AU RQG fic, for the @podcastbigbang 2022, is finally complete! feat. queerplatonic Zolf/Oscar, subplot Zolf&Sasha; rated T, no warnings; 17 chapters, 40k words

In short order, Zolf Smith lost his career, his religion, his magic, and his other leg. Luckily, at least one of those things is salvageable at Heart Fitness, the gym Azu took over from him which focuses on injury recovery, disability, and catering to non-normative bodies - though the place is in dire need of more funding. When Hamid invites his tailoring client Oscar Wilde to the pub, his first meeting with Zolf is an unmitigated disaster, but he could also have just the right contacts to help the gym. As Wilde’s secrets threaten to plunge them all back into a dangerous life, they might also help Zolf find the strength he doesn’t think he’s lost.

READ FROM THE BEGINNING

with many thanks again to my team, Nossorgs (@nossorgs) and Kit (@shutupeiffel) <3

[spacestationdaedalus]

chapter 2 of my fiction podcast big bang fic is up!

[zannakai]

Participating in this years @podcastbigbang has been amazing! Please check out all of the amazing fics!

Working on @ventisettestars ‘s fic Get That Sweet Ad Revenue has been a particular delight. Chapter 1 is up now!

(ID below, many thanks to @notesofarichlycolorednight for help with the ID)

[begin ID: a traditional, colored drawing depicting Jonathan Sims, standing in front of an office building, surrounded by white dream fog. He's a brown man with short, curly black hair. He's wearing a mint green button down, black slacks, a brown belt, and has a red messenger bag over one shoulder. He's gesturing to himself with one hand, which shows a black ring on his middle finger, and gesturing away with the other. His mouth is open mid-sentence and he's looking to his right, at someone off-screen. The text, from top right, to bottom left read: What do you mean my interview was last year? I just confirmed it with you the other day! end ID]

[delilah-briarwood]

our bodies, possessed by light

A moodboard for our bodies, possessed by light by @bisexualoftheblade and @corvidtowers as part of @podcastbigbang

Image ID under cut

[Image ID: A nine picture moodboard in a 3X3 format. The top row from left to right: The first picture is a sketched white eye on a black background with ‘Don’t lie to me’ written in two parts above and below it. The second photo is of two hands reaching to and clasping together. Both are white. The one on the left is wearing a grey jumper and the one on the right is wearing a dark orange shirt. The third photo is a silver lighter on a white background. It is engraved with ‘burn the fucker down’.

The middle row from left to right: The first photo is the torso of a white woman. She is wearing a long-sleeved black shirt and a tartan skirt. She’s carrying a pile of five books in her hand. The second image is a red background with ‘Not evil, just hurt’ written across in white lettering. The third photo is of a white man’s torso. He is wearing a red button up with diagonal dark grey stripes. The top few buttons are undone and he’s wearing a white shirt underneath.

The bottom row from left to right: The first photo is of a black fire extinguisher on a white background. The second photo is a sketch of two hands clasped together. It has a slight red filter over the top. The last image is a black background with the outline of a white hand surrounded by flames drawn over the top]

[jewishmarkbryant]

i want to feel all the ache i can feel

Summary:

Not all individuals who encounter trauma will manifest; likewise, not all who manifest have faced trauma. In spite of this, there is a startling correlation. This paper will examine several case studies and seek to understand how we may more closely study this phenomenon. --- Adam can’t breathe.

It’s worse - worse than what, he doesn’t know anymore, because his brain is mush and his head is spinning and his memories refuse to contextualize - hospital, bathtub, locker room, sticky sharp pain, bandages that itch, scars like moonlight - but he knows it’s worse. The world has closed in on him. ---- A canon divergent AU where Adam Hayes manifests as an atypical during Safe House that explores his journey as he struggles to control his new ability, contend with his family’s shady history with the atypical community, and communicate with the people he loves. Framed with snippets from an academic paper about atypical manifestation that explores how trauma can be a trigger for many atypical abilities.

Ships: Adam/Caleb

Rating: T

Read the fic here!

Please be warned that this fic contains depictions of depression and references to self-harm.

Hello all! Yes, I have yet another fic this time around! This time I’d like to thank the lovely Shelby @shelbychild for being an incredible beta, and Anethia @anethia-arts, Maika @maikamaika-art, and Lee @nebuleeart for their wonderful artwork that brought this fic to life.

[tixixis]

This is my piece for @corvidtowers 's fic for the Fiction Podcast Big Bang God's Ears are Stitches ! It's the worlds coolest concept as a Warrior cats Tma AU which you can read here

[begin ID: A digital drawing of three cats together in a field. The background is blurred but it's clear that they're outside in the woods. It's green and the sun is shining down on them. The grass below them is yellow and green. The two cats in the foreground are holding hands. The one on the right is Sagepaw or Martin, he has light brown hair with white spots around the arms. He has white whiskers and short eyes. His hair is fluffy and clean. The cat on the right is Lilystorm or Tim. He has long fluffy brown and white hair. He has long white whiskers and whiskers on his eye brows. The cat in the center is Weaverpaw or Jon. He has short dark brown hair and white whiskers. He's smiling at the other two who are also smiling. end ID]

[ajkal2]

falling on my head like a memory

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31326539/chapters/77458079

Jon squints up at the block of apartments. The sky behind it is dark grey, threatening rain. Some of the windows are lit, and some of them aren’t. Tim lives in Flat 15, according to his employee records, so pretty high up.

-

There’s a cat staring out of a ground-floor window. Looking straight at him. It looks just like the Admiral, ginger and fluffy. It meows, silent, and puts one of it’s paws up onto the glass.

Jon smiles at it, thin and thready. “Hello,” he says, though there’s no way the cat can hear him over the storm.

-

“Seatbelt,” Basira says. Jon reaches up, pulls the belt across his chest, clicks it into place. Safe and sound. Basira turns the key, and the headlights light up. It’s raining, a low patter against the roof of the car as they pull away.

-

Jon’s not sure what the proper procedure is, when waiting for your coworker to blind herself. Outside, beyond the reinforced glass doors, rain hammers into the pavement. -

Jon tightens his grip on Martin’s hand. It’s soft, a little damp, the fingers slightly curled inward. “Not much further,” he says.

-----

Five unrecorded moments. It's always raining somewhere.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31326539/chapters/77458079

posting this again bc it’s done! finished! complete! all the parts are up! it’s my 4+1 about rain and missing scenes from TMA and emotions, and im really happy with how it turned out. i’d make a playlist for it but it would just be, like Here Comes The Rain Again, It’s Raining Somewhere Else, Did You Hear The Rain- you get the gist. (also i did this for the fiction podcast big bang, and there is art! wonderful beautiful art! go check it out!)

[starlocked01]

Hey there! I'm a mod for the Fiction Podcast Big Bang @podcastbigbang, and we're about to kickstart the event! Interest checks are open now, and sign-ups open November 26th, and the full schedule and FAQ are available on our blog! I just wanted to message you in case you or your followers were interested, and our askbox is always open so feel free to stop by! -Mod Cai

Cai! Well thank you sir 🖤

Man I've been sitting here brainstorming and I think I might have something 🤔

Anyone else want to write or draw about fiction podcasts?

[spacestationdaedalus]

chapter 3!

[jewishmarkbryant]

[begin ID: A banner with quoted text over the image of a castle, with a forest behind it, in a sepia color scheme. The text is white Old English Text font. It reads: my power was constricted in my heart. end ID] made by the incredible Cai @bisexualoftheblade

my power was constricted in my heart

Synopsis:

Prince Byron Marcus Bryant - or, as he prefers to be called, Mark - has been in love with his servant and food taster, Oliver Ritz, ever since he was accidentally poisoned five years ago, but that’s hardly his biggest problem right now. The King, his father, deeply despises aberrants, people with abilities outside the norm, and Mark… well, at least he’s not the heir. The king wants him to be normal; Mark just wants to belong. The tension comes to a head at Mark’s sister’s engagement feast when a slow-acting drug gets past Oliver’s test, and both men find themselves incapacitated and kidnapped.

To their surprise, they are rescued from their certain fate by a trio of young aberrant – or atypical, as they call themselves – women trying to gather supplies for their camp. Despite misgivings and fear of the King’s vengeance, the girls grudgingly take the men back to their settlement of atypicals in the woods where they can begin to discover who they really want to be.

Tl;dr: A vaguely fantasy medieval royalty AU about finding love, trust, family, and acceptance when you’re not sure you deserve it.

Rated: M

Read Chapter 1 on Ao3!

A humungous shoutout to my team - I am not exaggerating when I say I could not have done this without you guys cheering me on, correcting my science/historical fashion, and catching my millions of typos. They are pretty much the only reason this fic is making it to the outside world.

Please make sure to check out all of Marcus @thefigureinthecorner‘s artwork and playlist, as well as Cai @bisexualoftheblade‘s title card (see up top!!), quote art, and podfic!

Also, a HUGE thank you to my INCREDIBLE betas: Ari @ariloveswords  Kathryn @pinkninja236 Shelby @shelbychild Ren @dont-taunt-the-octopus They have kept me sane (I can’t say I’ve done the same for them - I gave them homework.) I cannot thank them enough.

(An additional shoutout to all my stowaways - y’all know who you are, I appreciate you SO GD MUCH)

Please stop by all of my teammates’ blogs and check out their fics for this bang as well - they truly are the most talented bunch I’ve ever worked with!

[franzis-frantic-thoughts]

GUYS IT’S FINALLY TIME TO ACTUALLY PROPERLY ANNOUNCE THIS!!!

I am so insanely hype for this project, you don’t even know! I just finished the first draft of Chapter 6 and am now looking at 77.6k words and there is still so much more to come.

I wouldn’t be able to keep this momentum going without the stellar work of my team. Eli’s input to this fic is invaluable and I’ve actually learned so much already. Eviee and Noss bring so many of my scenes to life with their art and it’s so much fun to see them respond to what I’m putting down and for me to adapt scenes to fit their vision more closely.

It’s been such a great experience so far and I cannot wait to finally start publishing this beginning in April.

Before then, however, there is another very important event starting:

[ID: The logo of Fandom Trumps Hate (a red heart on a black background with white, cursive writing superimposed on it). To the right of the heart in white letters is “Supporting progressive causes through fanworks since 2017! 2022 Dates. Creator Signups: Jan 31-Feb 13. Bidding: Feb 23-27.” /End ID] I have put up two offers for Fandom Trumps Hate, and bidding starts day after tomorrow! Start browsing all the offerings now and please do consider joining this amazing charity event.

[ID: A promo graphic for the Rusty Quill Gaming fanfic "Il Re dei Ladri" (Italian: "The King of Thieves"). In the top half, the graphic features close-ups of fully coloured digital paintings of four main characters of the fic. From left to right, these are Zolf Smith, Hamid Saleh Haroun al-Tahan, Sasha Racket, and Oscar Wilde. Zolf is a white dwarf with blond hair and beard, he is wearing a magical illusionary disguise over his clothes. Hamid is an adolescent brown-skinned halfling wearing fancy clothes and a dragon's mask. Sasha is a white girl with short black hair, Oscar is a white man with shoulder-length brown hair. Both Sasha and Oscar are visibly angry. The bottom half of the promo graphic features a photo of an elaborate Venetian Carnival's Mask in gold tones. It has decorative feathers attached to the forehead and is lying on a highly polished stage floor. The background is a midnight blue velvet stage curtain. In golden, looping font, the title "Il Re degli Ladri - the King of Thieves" is written across the curtain, followed by "A Rusty Quill Gaming fanfic, written by Franzis-Frantic-Thoughts, beta read by Who-Needs-Words, with art by Evieebun125 & Nossorgs" /end ID]

Il Re dei Ladri

Podcast: Rusty Quill Gaming Podcast

Rating: T+

Pairings: Brock & Sasha Racket, Sasha Racket & Zolf Smith, Hamid Saleh Haroun al-Tahan & Sasha Racket, Hamid Saleh Haroun al-Tahan & Zolf Smith, Zolf Smith/Oscar Wilde, Sasha Racket & Everyone

Venice. The Floating City. An unlikely stage for an unlikely story.

The actors? A group of people who could not be more different.

A runaway girl, wanting to protect her adopted brother. A jaded P.I., trying to make ends meet. A masked thief, supporting the less fortunate. A mysterious client, hiring his services. A group of orphans, building a life for themselves. And a playwright, looking for inspiration.

Join them, as they meet, and plan, and chase their goals. And let the Floating City take you away into a fantastical world full of magic, friendship, and second chances.

AUTHOR

@franzis-frantic-thoughts

Hi, I’m Franzi. You might know me from 1,200 words turned 40 chapters and an epilogue, or 60k estimate turned 96k words. Well, I’m back at it again and this time I’ll break the 100k. #FranziLearnToShutUpChallenge

BETA

@who-needs-words

Hi! I'm Eli and I'm the beta for this fic. Yelling about fic is my favorite pastime, so of course I beta everything I can get my hands on.

ARTISTS

@evieebun125

Hiya! I’m Eviee, big time Hamid lover and prolific artist.

@nossorgs

Hi there! I’m Noss, part-time server grandparent and stream daddy, full-time tired translator. Only partially responsible for milk crimes.

[it-is-polite-to-knock]

Here I am, crawling back out of the woodwork for another BB! This one is the @podcastbigbang and I drew for @lymazhu‘s wonderful jmart fic, Lay Our Curses All to Rest. It’s a Somewhere Else recovery fic and was absolutely a joy to be inspired by (an angsty joy, but a joy nonetheless). 

[ID: A short comic composed of three frames, arranged vertically down the page. It is drawn with black felt-tip pen and shaded with cross hatching. 

The first frame is Jon from The Magnus Archives. It's a close-up on his sleeping face. He has light skin and an angular face with small, round scars on his cheeks. His hair is long, dark, and streaked with white. There are deep shadows under his eyes, and beads of sweat on his face. 

 The second frame is from Jon's point of view. He is lying on his back and looking down his body towards his bare feet. There is a ceiling about a foot above him and his hands are close to his face, pressing against the ceiling as though he's trying to escape. The first frame overlaps with this one to represent that Jon is dreaming about being trapped. 

The third frame is the largest. It shows Jon and Martin together with a blanket partially covering them and a black background behind them. Jon is lying down with his eyes open and one hand reaching towards Martin's leg but an inch away from touching him. He is wearing a loose t-shirt. Martin is sitting up with his eyes closed. His right hand is resting gently on the crown of Jon's head and the left is in a sling with a cast. He has his mouth open, speaking to Jon. He has light curly hair, cropped close to his head, round cheeks, and freckles. He's wearing a tank top and boxers.]

[who-needs-words]

Listening to RQG and getting to the break for ep 24 and hearing a trailer for TMA is just, it’s bizarre (and heart wrenching tbh). I know intellectually that RQG is longer running than TMA but oh boy is it weird hearing it.

[grayscaleskies]

17 and 20!! X3 <3

AH OMG TY CROW 🥺🥺🥺

17. What do you love getting compliments about?

Honestly any compliment makes me super duper happy but I'm definitely partial to stylistic ones, like if anyone says they like my style that means a lot to me! I've also come to really appreciate when people like my clothing folds, and if anyone ever says they're gay for something I've drawn I go 😳😳😳🥺🥺🥺

20. A piece from this year you're really proud of

So since I can't post my FPBB Jon yet, here's this deer girl from my figure class! Linework is my favorite thing and after spending a full day on it I was really happy with how it came out and how much fun I had! I also enjoyed not using a stabilizer like I usually do when I ink.

[ID: A figure drawing of a deer girl holding a bow and arrow at the reading. She is wearing a fantasy dress and cloak full of lined clothing folds and she is on her tiptoes. She has small deer horns, makeup on her nose like a deer's, lots of necklaces and long, wavy hair. She looks off to the side with a doe-eyed expression. The whole piece is only done in dark purple lines and the background has angular lines that resemble stain glass. End ID/]