#help me i can't stop writing aus 😔

[yellow-faerie]

On one hand, I could write a fic focusing on the Handmaidens that sticks to canon and delves into their thoughts and opinions and actions in a world where their queen is dead and they are struggling for direction in a world where democracy has been destroyed

On the other hand,

[the-kr8tor]

I love your writing! Would you mind writing something about Hobie and the twins getting jealous of the new baby boy? Maybe the reader spends so much time with him that she forgets about the other 3 🥹😭

Whoops I forgot that Hobie is included in being jealous 😔 hope you still like it! Thank you for requesting ❤️

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Word count: 1.4k

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, mum! Reader, dad! Hobie, twin au, Billie and Ramona au, parent au, dad au, cw food mentions, fluff!

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Hobie comes back from the shops with an eerie feeling. Goosebumps rising on his arms, knuckles tightening around the plastic bag he's holding. With his spidey senses going haywire as he opens the front door to the shared home, his vision immediately hones in on his twin girls who look like they're sulking on the settee. The telly's volume rings in his ears, tamping down his son's wailing from upstairs.

He was about to yell for you, asking if you and the new addition to the family are alright, but you beat him to it by calling him over. His relief can be felt across town with his loud sigh rumbling his chest.

Before he goes upstairs, he stops by his girls' sides, dangling the plastic bag in front of the telly to get their attention.

“I've got ice lollies for both of you.” He smiles, but the girls continue to frown in their seats. “It's strawberry and mango.” Shoulder to shoulder, the two of them have their arms crossed atop their chests, eyes narrowed at poor Dora on the screen. “What's wrong?” Kneeling down, he nudges their knees playfully. “Do you feel sick?” Worry is etched on his brows as he stretches himself to check their temperatures with his palm on each of their forehead. “You two feel alright to me. C’mon, mac and cheese, tell dad what's wrong.” Now he's starting to really worry now that his girls are barely acknowledging him when they're usually dangling around his limbs by now.

“Nothin’” Ramona answers first, tone flat as she pouts at him. “Mum's askin’ for you.”

Before he could ask further, his son's crying echoes around the house, shaking him to his core. Your desperate voice has him standing up and giving the girls their candies before patting their heads as a promise that he'll come back to them right after.

With his familiar footsteps going up the stairs, your chest fills with relief as you bounce your baby boy in your arms. His cries has your heart aching, not to mention your back from carrying him. The door to the nursery creaks open, the exact culprit on why he woke up from his nap. Hobie has made a mental note to fix the squeaking hinges.

“Hobie.” You sigh, eyes begging him to come to your side. “I called the pedia and it's definitely his teeth that's bothering him.”

Hobie's arms are already reaching towards the baby, eyes gentle and soft as he coos and takes his son in his arms. “He just misses dad, hm, ain't that right, Kitt?” Once Kitt hears his dad's voice, he opens his eyes, a direct match of your own eyes, as he stares at his dad with his lips wobbling. Hobie beams at his son, bouncing the bundle carefully. “The teethin’ gel is in my pocket, love.” You ogle Hobie for a second, you can't help it when he's carrying Kitt so sweetly like that. He wears being a father well.

You take the small paper bag containing the medicine from his back pocket. Hobie smirks at you, eyes twinkling with mirth.

“How do you keep doing that? I swear he only quiets down in your arms.” Hobie chuckles, kissing your forehead as you lean down to squeeze out the medicine on your finger and carefully dabbing it on Kitt's gums, right where his baby teeth are popping out. “There,” you look into his big doe eyes, staring fondly at his nose that he got from his dad. “Feels better now, right, Kitt?” He gurgles in Hobie's arms, fingers making grabby hands at your face, which you immediately move to satisfy his need to be close to his mum. His tiny palms pat your cheeks until he's all worn out from the exercise. “I don't remember Billie and Mona having this kind of toothache when they were babies.” You keep smiling as you talk to calm him further.

“Speakin’ of the gremlins, why are they all pouty? Did somethin' happen while I was gone?” Hobie pulls you in closer by your hip, placing you on his side as you settle in on the crook of his neck. You nudge your nose on his jaw as if he was gone for days when he was only out for less than twenty minutes.

“They feel neglected.” You murmur in a small voice. “Oh god, I'm neglecting my girls.” Your small sniffs fill the room, urging him to hold you closer as you hide your face atop his skin. You blame your pregnancy hormones that are still left over.

It all clicks for Hobie, all the sulking, and their glaring at you and Kitt from the past few days, it all connects. “You made ‘em breakfast this mornin’, dressed ‘em up and did their hair. Trust me, love, you're not neglectin’ ‘em.” His free hand rubs up and down your spine, comforting you.

“Then why are they still sad? It's like I told them that the tooth fairy isn't real.” You embrace him and in turn Kitt, whose tearful eyes are slowly closing from sleepiness.

“You didn't do anythin’,” Hobie whispers to you, assuring you quietly with his lips kissing the top of your head. “They're jus’ jealous.”

You lift your head up to look at him with a raised brow. “Jealous? Of Kitt?”

“Yeah, like Kitt, they jus’ miss you.”

“Oh,” realization hits you, you've been so preoccupied with your son that you haven't noticed the twins practically begging for your attention whenever they get a chance. Especially when they get home after school. You still take care of them, make sure that they're okay, but you haven't spent much time with them these days. Just hanging around and giggling with them while you paint their nails or help them with homework. Your shoulders slump, hugging Hobie tighter. “I miss them.”

Hobie hums, eyes flicking towards the open bedroom door. “How much do you miss B and R?”

“So much,” you're still hiding on the crook of Hobie's neck, eyes fliting over Kitt's sleeping face and Hobie's smile. “A lot, I miss telling them bedtime stories, and picking them up from school.” Sighing, you hold Hobie's hand where he's holding Kitt in place. “I'm just so tired these days that I've forgotten to be a mum for them too.”

“You didn't, mummy.” Billie's small voice suddenly appears behind you. Tears prickling from her eyes, lashes stuck together by the unshed tears.

“Yeah, you're still our mummy.” Mona pipes up, sleeve subtly wiping at her eyes.

You're immediately crouching down to meet them, arms raised to the sides to hold them as they collide into you. “Oh, I'm so sorry, my girls.” You rub their backs, lips giving each of their cheeks a kiss. “We'll have a day together soon, okay? Just us three, do whatever we want.”

“Just us?” Mona moves away from your chest, eyes flicking over their dad and their baby brother. “What about, Kitty?” You smile at the nickname they bestowed upon their little brother.

“And dad?” Billie finishes.

You chuckle, heart filling with warmth as you give them much needed kisses until they're finally smiling. “They can come with us too.”

“Well, Kitt and I want a day to ourselves too.” Hobie adds, lifting up the sleeping Kitt slightly in his arms, pretending that your six month old is the one who's talking. “That's right, dad.”

The girls giggle, “thanks, dad.” They simultaneously say together as they give Hobie their sweetest smile.

Hobie winks at them, speaking their language and understanding what they really want. “Why wait? Kitt's sleepin’ and I could use the nap too.”

“You sure, Hobie?” Scooping the girls in your arms, you carry them despite your back aching. You'll carry them until you physically can't. For now, you'll settle for a bit of a backache just to see them smile and cuddle you.

“Yeah, love. Kitt and I will have our own fun.” Hobie crosses the small distance, kissing you chastely before pecking each of his girls' cheeks. “‘sides, the ice lollies are meltin’”

Billie gasps, wiggling out of your grasp. “The lollies! I left them on the couch.”

“You know what pairs well with ice lollies?” You ask as Billie lands back down on the rug with some help from you. “Cookies.”

It's Mona's turn to gasp, smiling from excitement and doing the same thing as her sister by wiggling out of your hold.

“I'll put on a movie!” She follows closely behind her sister, their giggles echoing down the stairs.

With some miracle, Kitt is still asleep.

Beaming up at Hobie, you give each of your boys a kiss, lips lingering a second more on Hobie's willing lips. “I'll save you and Kitt a lolly.”

[lightlycareless]

I keep thinking of naoya making a fool of himself around y/n and y/n just being confused (idk) like he tries to get her to like him but it doesn’t turn out well😭 , idk if that made sense sorry!!😔

Hello!!

Awww this was really sweet to think about, however I got confused in the end and made it somewhat of a happy ending lmao.

Well, I still hope you like it!! (If anyone wants angst tho, I do recommend reading my valentine's day special. But I too been wanting to write something heart clenching for a while, might get onto it....)

warnings: highschool au. naoya likes you but he doesn't know how to approach you. he is ridiculous.

Happy reading!!

A silly Naoya is more like an overconfident Naoya, the type of guy that will never stop bragging about ANYTHING just to make you look his way.

It's certainly worse when he's barely starting to acknowledge his feelings, getting to that point where he finally says "I think I like her."

To stand out and get your attention is something Naoya never thought he'd need to do, simply believing that his title as heir of the Zen'in and his outstanding achievements as sorcerer would've done the trick—but they didn't, and now, he had to put in the work.

Thus, the borderline ridiculous demonstrations of his persona, courtesy of Ranta's advice; though if it’s worth anything, this is not what he envisioned.

"Can you believe he didn't want to accept my assignment only because I didn't hand it over in a folder? That's so stupid, can't wait to get him fired as soon as I—"

"Wait, Naoya, Y/N's coming!"

"ANYWAYS I WENT TO THE MALL THE OTHER DAY TO THIS LUXURIOUS STORE AND BOUGHT JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING THERE AND STILL HAD MONEY TO SPARE, GEE WHY IS EVERYTHING SO CHEAP NOWADAYS??? AND PEOPLE STILL COMPLAIN ABOUT THE ECONOMY!! I JUST WISH I HAD SOMEONE TO SHARE ALL MY MONEY WITH—did she look??? Did she turn around to see me??"

Ranta sighs.

"No."

"Ughghhhhhhh what do I need to do to make her see me?!"

Though frustrated, he does not give up.

"—yeah, I think we're going to this super expensive resort for the weekend. I personally preferred to travel out of the country, but you know how my father is, lazy as always. If it were up to that old man we’d never leave the—and now??? Did that work?? Is she looking??"

But the results are the same.

Naoya would keep on trying, loudly proclaiming things that in his mind would eventually earn him your interest, or at least a simple glance….

Until he, eventually of course, tires himself out. Sorrowfully finding that his endeavors had been nothing but fruitless as you continue living your own life, without Naoya in your consideration.

You’re slowly becoming someone unreachable to his grasp, and while he doesn’t plan on giving up just yet, he does intend to take a break, maybe reconsider his possibilities… before coming to a conclusion where you might not be involved anymore.

And what better way to clear his mind than indulging in one of his favorite activities—secluding himself at the rooftop of the school building to read the newest release of his favorite manga.

Unaware that someone else might be there, coincidentally… the person he wished nothing more than to be with.

"What are you reading?" You'd ask upon noticing the intense stare of the young, somewhat handsome man, he’s giving his magazine.

"Do you mind? I'm bus—o-oh!" He freezes upon realizing it was the girl of his dreams talking to him, cheeks burning red as he closes the manga and looks away. “Don’t—Don't you know it's rude to sneak up on someone like that?!"

"Ah, sorry!" You chuckle, slightly embarrassed. "I didn't mean to startle you, it's just that you looked so concentrated, I couldn’t help but to be intrigued! Is your story really interesting?"

"...it is" Naoya murmurs, gaze returning to you—he almost glances away yet again at your closeness, but your beauty makes it almost impossible to do so. "It's the latest chapter, I waited a whole month to read it."

“A whole month…?” you repeat. “Wow.”

“Yeah, it was a long time—"

“Hmmm, not quite.” You teased. “I’ve waited years just to see the continuation of my favorite series! Talk about dedication.”

“Huh, well, I don’t think it’s the same—this felt worse because of how good it is.”

“Really? I don’t know, I can’t believe you—I have to see what you’re reading for that. You grin, he smirks.

“Is that so? Then don’t let me stop you from finding the truth.”

And Naoya happily obliges, both excited to share one of the things he enjoys the most with the person he adores most, as well as the fact that you’re finally setting your eyes on him! After all this time!

He considered it to be incredibly unexpected, and perhaps a bit silly how it came to be, unable to believe that it took so little to impress you.

But as soppy as it sounds, there is truth in admitting that there is no better way to get someone to like you, than by being yourself.

omg that was so fluffy agkjasjghasjkghjsa cheesy too ahahahahah damn I surprised myself for sure!!

Rest assured, you heard Naoya do all of those things and consistently thought "Is he ok? Why is he yelling?"

After the two begin to date you'll tell him how weird it was of him to do all that hahahah though... "You didn't have to do that, I already liked you." Naoya feels even sillier :^)

Anyways, I hope you liked it!! I'm sorry this didn't end up in a sad note, I read the request very quickly and ended up understanding you only wanted an interpretation of Naoya being silly—though I do want to write something sad between the two, him messing up and all that. Luckily, I have the perfect excuse for that through other asks hehehehehe

Thank you so much for sending in this ask and for your patience!! Take care, and hope to see you soon ❤️❤️❤️❤️

[mothergold]

For the ask game: how about 8, N and 𓆣 ?

| I Saw You In A Dream |

Acheron x Gn!Reader | Minors do not interact

Warnings: Gender Neutral Reader, No pronouns for reader, Fluff, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Alcohol Consumption, Love at first sight, Substance Abuse (it’s more implied but yea), Soulmate AU (very implied), Reader slaps a guy, Reader gets drunk, 1.4k words.

A/n: This was honestly a good challenge so thank you mootie! There’s some themes in this fic that I usually don’t write for whatever reason, and it was fun to get out of my comfort zone. If you saw me forget one of the prompts no you didn’t. I really struggled with this at some points, so if it’s not the best I apologize 😔

Summary: Everyone has a reason for entering the dream, but just what exactly is yours?

Prompts:

꒰ 8 ꒱ “i’m taking you home, and that’s that.”

꒰ N ꒱ fondness

꒰ 𓆣 ꒱ an alleyway behind a dive bar

It’s late at night when you run into who you assume must be an angel. You’re walking down the streets of Penacony, just another person in that dream that’s hoping for more out of life, and then there’s Acheron who bumps into you by pure accident. Your eyes dart to her, seconds away from glaring at her, but as your gaze locks onto hers all that frustration melts away in an instant.

It was almost too good to be true, and if you hadn’t been the one to witness it you wouldn’t have believed it even for just a second. There’s something about her that reels you in. It’s in her eyes that you find something you’ve been missing for so many years. Maybe, it’s the kindness others lack, the love you never received, or something else you hadn’t realized just yet. It doesn’t register with you at first but as your eyes linger, it’s then that you realize that bumping into her was no accident.

“Sorry, didn’t see you there.” Acheron says in one of the calmest voices you’ve ever heard.

You look at her for a minute before her words really sink in.

“I-It’s okay, I should’ve been more careful.” You reply, stumbling over your own words.

She smiles and starts to walk away, but something inside of you snaps. Suddenly you have to know her name. And regardless of how foolish it seems you run straight for her.

"Wait!" She stops what she’s doing to turn around and face you. "Uhm, I uh didn't get your name?" It comes out more as a question rather than a statement, but you take it in stride once you see Acheron relax and chuckle.

"You can just call me, Acheron." She replies.

It's in that moment that you feel the whole world freeze around you. Your heart beats faster than you felt humanly possible and your eyes glimmer with something new and inviting. Something was alive inside of you.

Even Acheron can't help but feel a little lighter when she smiles back at you. She’s unable to deny there is something alluring about you, it pulls her in like the arms of a lover. For a moment she forgets her reason for visiting Penacony. It’s only for a second that she allows herself to fulfill those childish desires. Sadly, the moment is short lived and before long the both of you go your separate ways.

As weeks pass by you find yourself haunted by that vision of her smile. You wonder and hope that she is also thinking of you, but as hopeful as you seem you’re stuck drinking bitter liquid at some run down bar in Penacony. The only hopefulness you feel in that moment is when you wish for the drink to take its effect, crossing your fingers that soon you’d forget all about her and your lonely existence, but it’s not so simple now is it?

No amount of drinking could make that image of her stupid grin disappear, but why? You barely knew her. The only thing you did know was her name and even that left you down a dead end. You swirl the liquid in your drink and let out a quiet sigh. You couldn’t stop thinking about her, and no matter how hard you try to ignore the nagging feeling it just won’t go away.

At some point you figure you just hadn’t had enough alcohol in your system and decide on some more, but that was a plan that was bound to backfire, and it only causes more problems than solves them. You somehow manage to get yourself into some trouble and before long you were promptly kicked out of the bar. It wasn’t entirely your fault, the guy in question had it coming, but the bartender couldn’t really do much after you had slapped him in the face. Regardless of how warranted it was you were sent on your way, feeling even more empty than before.

You stumble as you make your way towards the main street, rubbing the back of your head which had started throbbing for some reason. You assume the alcohol is to blame and try to alleviate it the best you can. It’s not until you reach the corner of someplace familiar that you spot a figure lurking underneath a lamppost. Curiosity leads you to follow it, squinting to get a close look and jogging forward as it grows further away. If it hadn’t been for all that drinking you might’ve caught up with them, but instead you find yourself lost behind what looks to be the same bar you had just left.

“What the fuck, man.” You mumble to yourself, pressing a soft palm to your forehead hoping to relieve some of the pain.

You decide out of frustration that it was best to sit down, and that’s when you hear a voice behind you.

“It’s you.” The voice sounds pleasantly surprised.

You look up and see through your somewhat blurry vision that it’s Acheron, and you can’t help but smile like an idiot.

“Acheron.” You sigh happily.

She smiles at you and chuckles softly. “You sure seem happy to see me.”

You lean forward and reach your arms out for her, totally ignoring how wrong it was to act so over familiar with an almost complete stranger. Acheron smiles and walks towards you and then sits beside you. You lower your arms into your lap, too drunk to feel any of the shame that should’ve come with that rejection.

“So,” Acheron starts to say, “What’re you doing here?”

That really was the big question for you, but sadly you weren’t certain anymore.

“I’m.. not sure.” You admit, feeling a little more sober upon the realization.

There’s a brief moment of comfortable silence before you ask Acheron the same.

You turn your head to look at her, taking her question one step further while you wear an expression that is calm yet curious. “What about you? Why are you in Penacony, Acheron?”

She looks up to the sky filled with a sea full of stars. “I’ll tell you, but not yet.”

You whine in disappointment. “Aww, that’s so unfair.”

The both of you look at each other for a moment before bursting into a quiet symphony of laughter. Resting your hand on the ground beside you, you bump your pinkie against Acheron’s. You freeze up for a second before exhaling a slow, shaky breath. Has breathing always been this hard? You feel embarrassment as you turn to look at Acheron briefly, simultaneously introducing yourself to her pleasing grin.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” You try to explain. Regardless of your shame Acheron is quick to reassure you.

“There’s no need.” She pauses to look up at the stars again and smile.

While you both gaze up at the starry sky you find yourself wishing that the moment never ends. It had been so long since you’d felt such an unusual thrill. You weren’t sure why you’d experienced so much excitement, but regardless you wanted it to last forever.

“Acheron?” You ask, still looking at the sky.

“Hmm?” She replies, now staring at you intently.

“Do you ever miss home?” You asked, but something about your tone told Acheron that this wasn’t the real question you wanted to ask.

“Sometimes.” She says hesitantly.

You turn to look at her, your eyes locking like two planets aligning within the cosmos. “But?”

She smiles. “Saw right through me, huh?”

She sounds almost surprised but you brush the feeling off.

“But.. I think this place has grown on me.” She admits.

She’s careful with her words. Suspecting you also had secrets of your own, but she keeps that curiously to herself. You look at her and she looks at you, both of you smile. Something about every exchange you’d had with her felt far too intimate, awakening a feeling from within that only left an ache in your chest. You take a deep breath, clear your mind, and reach out your hand to place a gentle palm atop Acheron’s. Wrapping your fingers around her hand you give her a slight squeeze.

You’re thankful that she doesn’t reject you, but it only makes you want to get closer. A part of you feels like you’ve met her before. Why else would you feel so comfortable around her? But if you were going to get to know her, you want to do it right. She deserves that, you thought. And as you look up at the night sky filled with stars, planets, and whatever else lurks in the cosmos; you find yourself at home within that dream.

Perhaps, you loved Penacony after all.

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

Fairyseeker & Black Brothers fanfic idea!! (You’re my only fairyseeker shipping Mutual so now you’ll have to deal with me hahaha)

Soo like in this AU the Black Brothers have a bigger age gap like 7-10 years or smth and Sirius hasn’t seen Reggie since he was a literal child and one day he brings Harry to school and he meets a little girl that looks just like his brother, but with blonde hair and he’s just like: 👁️👄👁️

And then the kid introduces himself as a Lovegood (or a Rosier) and Sirius is just like: pff okay I must be mistaken, but NO and the story goes on and on with Harry and Luna making friends, James and Lily meeting Regulus and Pandora and Mary meeting Regulus and Pandora and basically everyone meeting the Lovegood family EXCEPT for Wolfstar and everyone is just trying to stop that BOMB from exploding and then Arcturus Black dies and his money is to be split between the black cousins, so they meet in their old family home ALONG with their partners and kids and old black family plots and backstories are unpacked and meanwhile Draco, Tonks, Harry and Luna (+ baby Delphi But like as Quillkillers adopted kid) are getting to know each other, first fighting but then uniting as a front to help their parents bury their past and just ARGH

And all through it there would be TONS of Fairyseeker romance and BLACK FAMILY ANGST

And And I DONT HAVE THE TIME FOR WRITING THIS 😭😭

(If anyone wants to use the idea PLEASE DO)

(I hope this post makes sense and isn’t utter nonsense)

Ajsksbsosb9d BABE THIS IS SO ISVSISVSOWNA9SBSOSBOSN

sirius would be so flabbergasted when he finds out who luna is. he would be so confused how and when that happened. Sjsjsoejo I want to see his reaction so baaaaaddddd

also, everyone knowing before him is so true and funny af 💀 remus probably knew too

to be honest, I'm a big black brothers age gap truther 😔 idk why, but I just like the idea of them like that

I love this sm, honestly. I want to read this fic so bad now

thank you sm for sharing, my love <33

(I would add more, but I can't think of anything. you said everything already 😔)

[infiniteeight8]

Hey! Hope you're doing well!

I have a couple of ironstrange prompts ;v; sorry in advance for the spam

Could you please write a continuation to your A/B/O drabble "I can't let him find out"? The angst is strong with this one, and I'm an avid angst enjoyer 😔

Heya! Things are pretty good. 😀 Prompts are never spam! I promise I will let folks know if I get to a point where there are too many in the queue and I need to pause submissions for a bit. Right now there are 12 in the queue. (I think. My inbox has ghost asks that sometimes mess up the count.)

Part 1 of this can be found here.

FYI, this 'verse is a "They won on Titan" AU.

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Although the Sanctum doors swing open for Tony as they always do, it’s Wong who meets him in the foyer. That’s unusual: whether announced or not, Stephen almost always meets him, and if he’s engaged he sends an apprentice. “Stephen around?” Tony asks casually.

“He is indisposed,” Wong says evenly. “I will tell him you came by.” He takes a step forward, as if to escort Tony out again.

Tony stands his ground. He’s convinced now that Peter was right to be worried. He decides to level with Wong. “Look, Peter came to see me late last night. He was incredibly freaked out by whatever he saw or overheard or learned about Stephen’s heat. I promised him I’d talk to Stephen.”

Wong sighs. “Stephen tried to explain,” he says. Turning, he leads Tony deeper into the Sanctum. “His heats are not normal. It is nothing Peter needs to worry about.”

“Peter worries about other people,” Tony says dryly.

When they reach Stephen’s room Wong knocks on the door but opens it without waiting, which seems a little rude. But rude or not, Tony’s not going to turn it down. He steps inside and stills in momentary shock.

Stephen looks terrible. His skin is sallow and his eyes bruised. His pajamas cover most of him, but Tony can see raw spots on his palms and forearms where he must have clawed at himself. The pillow propping him up threaten to swallow him; he looks to have lost substantial weight, which shouldn’t be possible during a three day heat. Worst of all, the entire room still smells of sour slick and distressed omega. 

Seeing him, Stephen slumps. “Peter called you?”

“Yeah.” Tony forces himself to move closer to the bed. There’s not really a convenient chair, and all Tony’s alpha instincts are screaming at him to soothe the omega, so sits on the edge of the bed by Stephen’s hip. “You’re not okay.”

Stephen laughs weakly. “No,” he admits. “But I’ll recover.”

“Until your next heat,” Tony says.

“Yes.”

“There must be something—”

“No,” Stephen interrupts. The word is the strongest thing he’s managed so far. “This is a side effect of my viewing our possible futures. There’s nothing any doctor can do that can’t be done here at the Sanctum.”

Tony wasn’t planning on making any kind of offer, but when he opens his mouth, the words pop out: “If you had an alpha—”

“Tony,” Stephen stops him. Tony’s mouth snaps shut. “I’m not capable of bonding,” Stephen says carefully. “This is just something I have to live with.”

Tony wants to ask How do you know? and Wouldn’t it help to have someone here anyway?, but Stephen’s gaze drops to the bonding ring Tony wears on his left hand and the grief that flashes over his expression is intense enough to stop the words in Tony’s throat.

For the first time, Tony wonders what Stephen saw in the millions of timelines where they didn’t win. He’d assumed that it was all failure and death. Now he wonders if the timeline where they won was the timeline where Stephen lost.

[flowerslut]

i don’t think this is having the effect you wanted because i have never in my life been more curious about a fic than i have for call of the night

i’m laughing so hard. I feel like a parent who is about to talk to their teen about weed or alcohol like "I know I can't stop you from going out and looking for it. but I want you to do it responsibly."

alright. listen. it’s not a bad fic by any means—if I say "it's bad" my wife is gonna materialize and rip me a new asshole—it’s very fun and it’s long as fuck and I got real intricate with the politics and worldbuilding. its an AU that I built from the ground up with some kung fu panda influence if you really squint that has turned into a multi-story series which I’ve had an absolute blast working on. but here’s the thing: I started writing it when I was 16/17. in fact, I wrote the first 50k words of it during the first half of my senior year of high school (hand-written bc this was 2009) so when I found my old fanfic binder in 2017, and when I started rewriting it later that year, I finished it, but I didn’t rewrite that much of it. which is the problem. because the amount of crappy characterization, unnecessary info-dumping (so much telling, not showing), and weird narrative choices is so overwhelming in the first few chapters that it's been unbearable for me to look back on. I recently tried to reread it and was horror-stricken when I realized that I couldn’t do it bro 💀

again: it is not bad. it’s a very cool premise and a super fun and adventurous au. it's a very slow burn. it just has an insanely rough (poorly written imo) start. and since its my most popular twilight fic, and that's what people usually read first, i'm now in hell knowing how many people nope-out after the first few chapters (myself, included recently) thinking "damn. that was rough. next." the writing quality of the middle and end compared to the beginning is leagues better, but its just that first chunk that has me in hell.

but yada yada yeah I can't stop you so, tldr; in call of the night, humans and vampires coexist. the cullens are pseudo-politicians/public figures who help keep the peace. alice has lived her entire life in relative isolation because of her first, terrifying vision: that a man named jasper is going to murder her. so, boy is she in for a treat when she realizes her new coworker who skulks around the library is that Very Dude. and thats where the shit-show really begins. I have a tag ("cotn") with hundreds of posts surrounding the series, but I don't recommend looking at it unless you want to be spoiled for it and its sequel. but if you're going to do it, i'd rather you do it in the house (here you go 😔)

[jadenightthewriter]

In their defence they may be stupid but marcellus is a) traumatised and b) a child. Idk what marcias excuse is tho 😔 in the esmerelda version she is also so so traumatised and has barely had time to recover from althers death before ending up with a baby for a second time except this time she can't dump it on someone else 😔😔😔 (the bit where she goes to the heaps in that version is So funny,, she shows up like um. Haha hi uhhh help. And she has a teenage boy with her and also a baby (identical to baby #1 silas got handed) and silas is like marcia wtf. Marcia why is there a baby who looks exactly the same as the one u gave me before. Marcia where r these babies coming from)

Honestly I think real au esmerelda probably had it better than canon esmerelda?? Like in canon everyone had caught on that etheldredda was killing her kids and tried to protect her, in this au etheldredda isn't even killing just the princesses she also killed her son who wasn't a threat at all and everyone is so on guard abt it. Esmerelda is never ever left alone w etheldredda not even once and all the palace staff r so careful abt it

YEAH <3333 septimus and marcellus get along So well here,,, septimus is having some kind of panic attack at one point and marcellus is like look i get it- and seps like LITERALLY NO U DON'T. And marcellus goes haha. Lmao. And then there r explanations (once sep is not actively crying on the floor) and septimus latches onto marcellus as his new favourite person (equal to marcia) and also septimus gets twice the amount of hugs and its all very sweet and nice <3 also I'm assigning marcias rooms another bedroom so marcellus can also stay there 😌 they may already have one?? I think it's mentioned in thm somewhere??? But. I'm putting it properly in the story this time <3 marcellus is staying in the tower while all his alchemy stuff is under construction and marcia HATES it bc he can spot when she's not sleeping and literally pick her up and put her into the bed and it's the WORST and sometimes he makes food and then she has to actually stop what she's doing to eat it and it's awful 😔😔 (<-she's doing better physically and mentally than canon marcia tho so). He's also very much a shoulder to cry on abt dn1 related stuff so literally this marcia is like canon marcia but 100% less. Lonely and sad.

Anyway I got off track,, yeah septimus and marcellus bond over being two guys with the same variety of trauma and both marcia and marcellus r able to help him more in this au than in canon bc they have. Experience. Does it help septimus that much?? Short term kind of long term definitely. Marcellus to septimus is like a kind of cool uncle/sort of dad figure,, they hang out when neither of them have smth else to be doing (sometimes when they do) and marcellus teaches him abt alchemy and marcias like wow marcellus :/ I can't believe you'd steal my apprentice :// that's so rude and mean 😔😔 and he's like lmao <3 and keeps teaching septimus stuff. Also marcellus does eventually tell more ppl abt his Actual backstory and jennas like WAIT WE'RE RELATED????? and decides he's cool actually now that she can bully sep abt how that's her great uncle 🥺 how could he steal him from her like this 🥺🥺🥺

This ask is so long abdhdbdjd rip and uhh. Well i have Plans for a fic but I think we all know what happens when I have a plan for a fic (<-it never ever gets written) so PLEASE write smth if u want to i will love it forever and ever and ever <3333

Consider: I would call them stupid even without the trauma, hence they have exactly 0 excuses sorry babies I love you but no

I bet Silas thinks Marcia did something stupid and kidnapped them all which is,,, aha not exactly wrong?? But it's not like she's going to admit that. (side note i feel like marcellus and silas probably get along shockingly well and marcia is Upset about this she's been betrayed how could you marcellus)

hmm.... that's a good point about esmerelda. I think mentally it might be harder for her though, because there might be lots of people who love her but i feel like there wouldn't be many who would try to get super close, because she's still royalty. i think septimus should accidentally trip and fall through one of marcellus's silly experiments and meet esmerelda and maybe be her friend for a bit.

ngl marcia sounds like a cat here i love this. do you think sep and marcellus (help i need to shorten his name i can't keep typing it T^T) scheme to like,, trick her into doing things they want. i bet they do like pspsps marcia look here. (i bet marcia and marcellus fight over how much alchemy and magyk stuff they're allowed to leave lying around. their rooms look pretty much exactly the same because they both hoard so many things except marcia's has like 2% more purple. relatedly i bet their horrible sense of fashion has infected the other.)

marcia and marcellus working together is probably the best possible thing to happen for sep it's like,,, someone understands almost all of what happened to him, there's always someone to talk to, there's someone to be responsible and someone to be irresponsible, he gets all the good things he deserves <3333

i think the jenna sep marcellus dynamic would be so funny idk how much an age difference they have (depending on AU version i would guess 10-15?) but they probably have the same sort of influence from marcia and all love to make fun of each other. they probably wear purple a lot and don't notice until silas points it out lmao and then make a point to see who can wear the most outlandish purple thing until marcia yells at them.

bestie same 😭😭 i can't promise anything (fuck you, school) but i have so many ideas i'm serious when i tell you this au is one of the best things i've learned of in months

[ladytauria]

16, 17, 28, and 37 for the fanfic ask game!!!

-@bi-bats (i have a sideblog and the laws of the land are not in my favor. Thus, anon ask)

(Also bestie it is 3:20am for me i feel you on the should be sleeping 😂)

waiting for the day tumblr lets us ask things from sideblogs 😔

oof well i’m glad i’m not the only one up way past sleeping time 😂😂😂

thank u for asking, i had fun with these~

16. What’s an AU you would love to read (or have read and loved)?

Jason Lives AU 😌

Okay no, for real xD As much as I do love that AU, that’s not my answer xD I am a big fan of AUs in general & am pretty much willing to read any regardless of whether or not I’m familiar with any source material OR if it’s not a genre I enjoy. (Bc it’s fanfic & my fave/one of my fave pairings so like. It’s always a genre I enjoy!)

One of my favorite AUs I’ve read tho is this one, which isn’t shippy, altho the writer does write Jaytim. It’s just… a really creative alternate origin for Tim & I love it. (Also! Gender-fluid/trans!Tim!)

Robin, Flamebird, & Sparrow - Moxibustion — Batman and Robin get injured a lot in the field. It's a fact, they can't deny it. Somehow this lead to them gaining their very own paramedic.... whether they want one or not. It's fine, sort of? Now if only they could get their erstwhile paramedic to stop getting hurt...

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

Highly specific AU? One based off of the Locked Tomb series by Tamsyn Muir. Basic premise? Necromancers are extremely powerful, but due to the way their powers feed off of life, they’re also very sickly looking and physically weak. They are paired up with cavaliers from a young age, who swear vows to protect them from harm (vows which include the phrase, “One flesh, one end”) & serve their needs. The original plot is also enemies to lovers, so like??? Yes.

Anyway, my thought is that Jason ends up as Tim’s cavalier, unwillingly, but as they grow closer, they become fonder of each other.

IDK if I would want to include the Lyctorhood plot (which, what Lyctorhood ultimately is does count as a spoiler for the first book? So I won’t explain it here just in case!) but. I do think the dynamics there would be fun~

28. Does anyone read your fics before you post them? If so, who?

Sometimes I ask @candra-hearts to look over them. She may not be in this fandom, but she’s wonderful & helps me figure stuff out when I need it. Otherwise it’s just me~

37. Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

Oh, jeez. Honestly the amount of traction / attention all of my fics have gotten is more than I expected ^^; I love my writing but it’s always a surprise when other people do too!

But, hmm. I’ll say this one (features smut). It was the first tagged JayTim fic I posted xD (I have a pre-relationship Reverse Robins series as well, but haven’t tagged the pairing yet).

[marinerainbow]

IF I COULD I WOULD DRAW THE CRAP OUT IF THIS AU!!! You'd be seeing character and landscape designs, hopefully a more accurate height chart XD and just- AHHHHHHHHHHHH-

But alas, I can not draw 😔😔😔.... But I can write >:3

I imagine that Ben didn't go after Poppy himself at first, but instead sent a knight to try to retrieve her (important to remember about him. He's all bark and no bite. Which is a nice way of saying he's a little bitch-). He didn't want to give up the kingdoms treasure but wanted his wife back. I mentioned this briefly before with a Dragon Lottie imagine and shared this in more detail in an ask to Kit-Ink, so I'll just add a possible outcome.

Despite Poppy calling for her dragon friends, they were too far away to hear her, and now she's been taken back to her kingdom. Ben embraces her and acts all sweet with her, assuring her she's back home, but by now Poppy has lost any warmth she had for him and has nearly given in to just screwing off their marriage, so she's not only heartbroken that she's back 'home' and have lost the real love(s) of her life, but also now has to find a way to keep up pretenses with Ben again, despite wanting to just slap him ('It took you so long to even send someone to come for me, and you still think I'd be happy with you!?')

But that night, or maybe even just later that day, the castle gets attacked once again by guess who? And since one of their own has been taken, I can imagine this attack is far more viscious and non-negotiable than before Poppy was taken. And the best part is that Ben gets a front row seat to watching his wife rush to the beasts as soon as she sees them- both to convince them this violence isn't necessary, and to go home with them.

~

A bit less dramatic imagine now. Remember your Adult Dragon Lottie imagine where she protects her aunt from an angry dragon? One that was pissed off with Smartass?

I'm not sure what you imagine the reasoning and details of their meeting, but what if other dragons come to the Dragon Patrol because they are so notorious by now? For many reasons; to challenge them and see who's the strongest. To make some kind of deal. Or maybe more peace loving dragons asking them to stop doing whatever they're doing. Imagine that now that Poppy is part of the family, she gets to be a part of these meetings.

~

If its some kind of negotiation, Poppy can be right beside Smartass with Greasy, trying to convince Smarty to take the most peaceful option (if Poppy can't unite the kingdoms, than she can at least stop these dragons from making new enemies). She's whispering suggestions in his ear (either Smartass is knelt down low enough for Poppy to actually reach him, or he placed her on his back or shoulder), trying to be a mediator between this new Dragon and her friend, while Greasy is the one who wants to take the deal that best benefits him the group. Even if it's not the one Poppy doesn't approve of.

In a battle... Well she can't exactly fight alongside them, but she does try to at least calm the other dragon down if she can before things get ugly. And that is how that big agro dragon found out about the Dragon Patrols weak spot. If she's not successful, then she can at least help heal any wounds her friends + niece gained.

Either way, not only is Poppy doing her part as a member of this dragon family, they also are respecting her as one; they actually care about her opinion and let her have a voice. Granted they may not listen or agree all the time, but it's still better than what Poppy had to go through in the castle.

In the timeline that Poppy actually tries to escape (either a darker timeline, or Poppy is just sick of everyone's shit) imagine she's trying to climb down the hazardous mountain on her own, and it's basically that scene in Tarzan of Jane trying to navigate the tree XD

Poppy: *hanging on by a flimsy stone, trying to reach the other side without falling* This can't get any worse, can it?

The weather: *decides its a good time to start raining. On the mountain. Where Poppy is*

Poppy: ... Obviously, it can...

And then she makes the mistake of looking down in the ditch she's two seconds from falling down into... Only to see the best climber dragon Psycho clinging onto the rocks better than she, staring right up into her eyes like Tarzan was with Jane XD

~

Thats all I've got right now. Though this AU is living rent free in my head so there's probably gonna be more XD I hope you like these ^^

Ok I swear I'll think if X Reader stuff for the Dragon Boys. But until then, I humbly offer more Princess Poppy and Dragon Weasels interactions

When they grow closer, Smartass actually gives Poppy one of the old rooms in the castle to stay in. By far, she had just slept... Wherever, really, and had to sleep by at least one of them to ensure she didn't escape. And the boys have destroyed parts of the castle to suit their needs. But now that she's proven she's not going anywhere (*cough* now that Smartass is starting to like her), she's offered one of the few rooms that remain in tact for her own.

Poppy finding out how easy it is to bond with Stupid from the very beginning! Sure, he dumbly follows orders, and is terrifyingly large, but he can easily be a sweetheart she finds out ^^ he asks her questions about humans, she tells him all she can and why she believes peace is the best option. She offers him some of her food, and now she's got a big fat dragon by her side. He helps her reach places she can't because of her size, and she likes sleeping against him. He's like a big warm water bottle ^^

Ok Greasy's gonna get two XD let's get the darker imagine out of the way; Greasy trying to catch Poppy alone during the day, when she can wander around the castle. This place is unfamiliar to her, and they've changed the place enough where she can't even use her own castle back home to try to map the place out. The poor princess gets lost and/or stuck easily. And it's like Greasy can sense it.

(*cough* if they do get together, this could turn into some kind of foreplay between them. Ok bye-)

Ok I'm so sorry Pops. Here's the light hearted imagine. Dragon Greasy taking an interest in human cooking! He can't cook himself, at least not expertly like his weasel self can. But it's still intriguing to him how humans find ways to spice up their food. Poppy, since she was a royal, didn't really cook for herself. But she made it a point to get to know the servants, including the kitchen staff. She's picked up a few tricks here and there that she can show Greasy! ^^ it may not easily sway him into getting so attached to Poppy love Stupid... But it's a stepping stone for them.

Initially, Psycho did scare her, just like the others. But now that she's getting more used to her surroundings, she finds herself growing more curious about the insane dragon instead. He just looks so different from the others. He's built different, he thinks differently, just... He's an outcast in nearly every way. Just like how she felt in the royal family. At some point, Poppy finds it in herself to approach him and try politely asking him about himself, wanting to know more about him. And it catches Psycho completely off guard.

WHEEZY AND POPPY BONDING OVER BABY LOTTIE! I'm just imagining Lottie wants her favorite unkle and her babysitter in the same room, so these three are now together a lot of the time. Poppy is happy being around Wheezy; he may not be too nice like Stupid, but he has more integrity than the rest. They have intelligent conversations together while watching Lottie, gaining an understanding and respect for each other, and Poppy starts to see him as the safest to be around; esoecially if Greasy's eyeing her again, or Smartass is in a bad mood. And eventually, Poppy might feel safe enough with him to open up about how she truly feels about her marriage, and her failed attempt to try to maintain peace.

I hope you enjoy these as much as I do! XD

I don't even have anything at all to add to this!! These are just so perfect and I am genuinely in love with them!!! I need a tv show of Princess Poppy and the Dragons, and their relationships changing so badly <3<3<3 Here, money! 💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵 Make it happen!!

I cant even pick a favourite! Okay yes I can, Wheezys one and Greasy dark one. They're all perfect.

[elizabeth-mitchells]

1, 3, 12, 13, 15, 19, 23, 25, 27! If that’s not too many! Or just answer what ones you want to!

1. favorite fic you wrote this year

like. technically i already answered but i'll take it as an opportunity to mention another face. my Ronance x The Conjuring AU! although I was burning, you're the only light my beloved

3. favorite line/scene you wrote this year

i just remembered so many beloved scenes ghsjdfhgjdf the fight in the rain where nancy throws robin her ring she kept for weeks after robin broke a guy's nose with it for nancy in make my menace into someone you'd adore. or robin and nancy welcoming max into their home with a bat and a gun in If it's bringing me down lmao

12. favorite character to write about this year

Robin. Robin. Robin Buckley my beloved!!! and a little shout out to Wednesday Addams <3

13. favorite writing song/artist/album of this year

i hope i'm not completely misunderstanding this and it really is about music i listen to while writing... anyway!! i'd say pretty much 90% of my fics these years were written while listening to Maya Hawke/Lucy Dacus/Florence and the machine/Mitski as if the titles weren't enough to guess hgjdfhgjf

15. something you learned this year

I LEARNED SO MUCH 😭 i can't say just one thing. hm. i learned.... well, i knew but i make myself remember that writing fanfic is not a waste of time and as long as i enjoy it it's definitely worth it!! and i definitely enjoy it. i learned to stop overthinking about the number of comments and instead picturing every kudos as a person standing in a room and wow that really helps!!! i learned that a. posting something anonymously is fun but also b. being bold and posting something publicly is also fun. i learned that i should start keeping bookmarks 😭 i learned that having a beta reader can be so so helpful and also fun!!

19. any new fics to start next year

I WILL WRITE THE MERMAID BAR AU I WILL!!!! and also a very very special super secret projecy that i unfortunately i have to finish writing completely before posting it but i WILL DO IT

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t

hmm surprisingly i can't think of anything for ronance. but!!! the Yellowjackets x The Wilds crossover of my dreams... it could still happen!! what else... oh i wanted to write something for Gunpowder Milkshake and I had such a clear idea for it and then i didn't write it 😔 and!!! i still think about my Fear Street x Squid Game AU because that would've been my best fic ever and yet 😭

25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

what if i said... YOURS dancing in the moonlight

i really want to share more but i have awful memory and i dont even keep bookmarks because i'm a mess i'm sorry 😭

27. favorite fanfic author of the year

okay we're back to bad memory and no bookmarks but i remember cityseeker deeply affecting me so there goes another shout out!!!

fanfic end of the year asks

[wovenstarlight]

Hello! I read your s class rank-swap au recently and I can't stop thinking about what what the other original S ranks are up to. Is Sung Hyunjae just a really successful, if incredibly bizarre business man now? Is Song Taewon living out his ordinary office worker dreams? Though I do wonder if him being a lower class would make it easier for him to express discontent with the Hunters Association and want to change things. I really hope that Yoojin becomes this incredibly weird S rank who keeps adopting low-powered people into his family, though given the nature of S ranks that may be unlikely.

Anyway, you don't have to answer any of that I just wanted you to know that I really love your writing!

LOL. LOL. good time as any to let you know that i've been sitting on a chapter about these guys for..... quite a while now (tumblr, ao3)

yes shj is still rich background and all but also hes slightly useless. slightly Just Some Guy. his looks are interesting he's got dark hair and eyes shot through with thin streaks of gold. but besides that. hes kind of like [closes my eyes and forgets him other than vaguely good impression] you know what i mean. hyj met him through sponsor stuff and when he found out shj was f-rank they arranged the team thing. because hyj needed someone to accompany hyh into dungeons but he didn't know any f-ranks by way of being S-Rank Surrounded By High Rankers. and on shj's end his company/family benefit from the sponsorship deal they got in exchange for the occasional dungeon raid accompaniment. basically, think something like Arranged Marriage For Profit And Power, but instead of marriage hyj said WOE little brother be upon ye

stw is friendly neighborhood officer hes minding his business. he's staying in his lane. the encounter with hyh was entirely coincidental but after like 5 minutes in each other's company they were both like Oh fucking finally someone who makes sense and then when hyh was like ah shit i need more trustworthy people than shj (derogatory) to accompany me on dungeon trips stw was the first person he thought of. and stw was like are you fucking kidding me i will not go to dungeons with you and shj [Narrator voice he went to dungeons with him and shj]

and no actually you've pretty much got it. hyj has a reputation among high-rankers for being unexpectedly personable and friendly to low-rankers..... known as the weird guy who will just collect them like strays. forever branded the weirdo collector 😔

from his perspective, though. well. Okay so for hyj's s-rank characterization i drew up some sort of combo of his canon characterization + shj's distant ^^ness + riette's+hyh's innate menacing nature. he kind of... sees most (if not all) people as similar to like, the kiseungsu he's raising? they're all just funky little animals, aren't they? (yoojin standard, but instead of going Yeah the kiseungsu are on the same level as humans, he's going Yeah humans are on the same level as kiseungsu)

but he doesn't wholly consider himself to be on the same level as them? and he doesn't care much about them (riette+hyh). but he can fake charm and tolerance well enough that people love him and he's v v popular (shj ^^). hyh's the sole exception he considers a Real Boy (hyh again). and the other S-turned-F ranks were slowly joining the ranks of Real Boys... though, well, that's pretty much a moot point now, huh?

man i really hope this all makes sense. im REALLY sleep deprived now so im going to bed. hope this helps <3 goodnight

[indiaalphawhiskey]

I don't know if you've been asked about this before, but may I ask how can one just "focus" on their WIP to finish it. I've been making my Our Flag Means Death AU for a month now but I can't help myself to make other fics as well, the ideas are just drowning my brain tbh 😔. Any tips or what to do ?

Hi darling! ❤️

Oh, wow. That’s quite the dilemma.

Okay, so first off, I have to say I know exactly how you feel — I have prompts and AUs swirling around in my head all. the. time. It’s crazy, and sometimes, it makes me sad when I realize there’s no way I could possibly write all of them in this lifetime, in a way that does each story justice.

I think that’s just how creative minds work — it’s so easy and so tempting to find a new AU in the everyday that it’s just hard to stop. I don’t have a surefire fix for the problem, but I can suggest some things.

1) When you’re writing longer fics, it’s easy to get distracted by AUs because thinking up an idea is usually the most fun part of writing. It happens to me when I hit a wall or an issue in what I’m actually writing, because it’s just more fun to let your mind drift to a story that doesn’t need you to work. But then, you have to remind yourself that each AU is going to have its problems, and while a new story may seem easy at first, there’s always going to be a moment where the writing is a struggle.

2) Not all prompts have “meat” to them. Some of them are just cute ideas that don’t necessarily have a larger story, and you tend to realize that when you sit with the idea for awhile. You’ll find that not every idea can be expanded into a full fic, and some AUs really are just going to be drabbles or meme ideas.

Which leads me to…

3) Write drabbles and ficlets and time stamps. Sometimes, your brain needs a break from the plot of it all. Sometimes, you just need to write a fun little scene where you don’t have to think about too much exposition or backstory. Sometimes, you just wanna write smut with zero build up. 🤷🏻‍♀️ let yourself do that. Bang out a 500 word scene with no pressure and no context in one of the ‘verses you’re interested in, and post it on tumblr or as a snippet series on AO3. Usually, this change of pace will help you both attend to your craving to test drive that new AU, and clear your mind so you can refocus on your bigger fic with refreshed energy.

4) It’s okay to write slowly and table fics for awhile. Something I learned after I started writing was that there are stories that will demand to be written, no matter how many times you try to put them down or how many other smaller things you write in between. It took me three years to complete OLNF. I didn’t look at that document for 7 months, and I still ended up finishing it because the story demanded to be written, however slowly. Sometimes, you can’t put a timeline on creativity, and as hard as it is to accept that, you have to trust your creative timing and your creative process, no matter how frustrating.

Hope this helps! Good luck! 🍀

[alexandraisyes]

YEAH I WRITE A LOT OF FICS/AUs AND EVERYONE'S LIKE

"OH MY GOD THATS WHO YOU ARE"

Whenever I go places. Can't fucking show my face in public anymore 😔 And yeah I still love that fic it's my baby. I'm trying to drag a cowriter into helping me finish the 2nd chapter because I'm stuck in a rut at 2k words out of the. . . 10k that I'm aiming for. And chapter two has been sitting in wait for 6 months. I have ideas for it but ough it's the execution that has me sitting in front of a wall watching paint dry.

“Stop wiggling.” Eclipse snapped, struggling to zip up the bag with just one hand. “I want down.” He complained, trying to escape Eclipse’s hold. “Maybe you should have thought about that before you attached yourself to me like a leech.” The dark bot shot back at him, finally getting the damnable zipper to function as it should. Satisfied, he shoved it on a miscellaneous shelf with other bags and crates full of tools he was using. “Maybe you should have been more entertaining.” The pastel sun muttered with a pout. Eclipse snorted, “Is this not entertainment enough?” “No! I am being held hostage! Against my will!” Ruin griped dramatically, fanning his hand as if he were a damsel in distress.

Little scene from Chapter Two that I've been sitting on just for you for recognizing me 😔

Would you write Ruin having a mental breakdown?

Yes! I have before and I will most definitely do it again! He's so fun to fuck with emotionally. I've done a few different rambles about it for different AUs that I'll eventually get around to writing. He has a few emotional breakdowns in Errors in Resentment too.

Ruin struggled to find words, his corrupted processors coming up blank with what he wanted to say. The feelings he wanted to convey. Things he didn’t understand, not fully, but didn’t want to run from them like Eclipse did. Failing to find what he wanted to say, to figure out what he wanted to do about the situation, he let go of Eclipse’s hand with a nervous laugh. “Never mind.” He muttered, stepping back and watching as Eclipse hesitated, then left the room. He ignored the frustrated tears that spilled down his cheeks, ignored the way his code snapped and bristled at him in irritation for his inaction, ignored how corrupted systems surged forward to paint his vision in staticky purple. He grabbed the cup Eclipse had given him, rinsed it, dried it, and stared at it before hurling it across the room as hard as he could, getting no satisfaction in the way it shattered against the door. With a silent sob, he sank to the floor, ignoring the notifications swarming his vision about the mess, curling up into himself and letting emotion consume him.

The silly little snippet of emotional breakdown from EiR

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[kingreywrites]

Eugene Fitzherbert. Do it. You know you want to.

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i really, really do 😂 thank you

First impression

Since I saw Tangled pretty late, my first impression of him was created by posts I saw about him, mostly the ones saying he was the most "normal" person in the disney universe because he kept being surprised by the songs and the magic, which I found funny asghdj i kept seeing the scene just after the cave scene and him being so traumatised by the glowing hair that he starts talking to a chameleon made me laugh

Impression now

he's my beloved, the sun of my nights and the moon of my days, the only man to ever man, the greatest–

ghdjdj seriously I still think he's funny but now I also see all the other great things he is too and I love him very much. I love his whole relationship with identity, I love how witty he is, I love how soft and in love he is with Rapunzel, he just... has a lot of qualities I appreciate, and flaws I also love

Favorite moment

that's the WORST question how am I ever supposed to choose?? i guess i'd say the death scene because of how much i adore it but if he's on screen chances are that i love what's happening ghdjsjs oh i also adore any moment he has with Kiera in the series, they're all amazing!!

Idea for a story

well ive got a lot asgshjs i'm not writing much lately but i never stop thinking about Eugene Fitzherbert 😔 lately i've had the idea of an amnesia AU post-series because I think it'd be really interesting (and i was inspired by conversations with @der-sonne so i blame Ana entirely for this), and also an AU with like, Rapunzel as a kindergarten teacher, and Eugene as the guy who helps out at the orphanage and makes sure that all the kids get to school, making both of them meet. This is cliché as hell but I can't stop thinking about it 😭

Unpopular opinion

what is even unpopular idk, i guess i think his vanity is not that bad of a trait compared to what other people might think? not that unpopular, but you know, i do think it'd be interesting to address it more, not necessarily as a ~trauma response~ or a joke but as a genuine character trait that defines him

Favorite relationship

obviously his relationship with Rapunzel. He has a lot of great ones but his love for Rapunzel, the way he's ready to sacrifice everything for her, the way he's so happy and proud of everything she achieves is a huge part of why I love him so much

Favorite headcanon

Reader Eugene. Like, we know he used to read the Flynn Rider books, we know he used to read them to other orphans, but we were never actually told that he read different things as a kid or even as an adult and yet i'll never be able to let go of this. Him and Rapunzel bonding over books, him being more into fiction and her more into informative stuff is one of my fav HC ever (so much that I forget it's not canon asgjdgh)

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hello! i just uhh rewatched ep.1 of sophia the first (dont ask 😔) and is craving for a guard!iwaizumi x fem!princess imagine that is angst with a fluff ending! you can decide on the main plot, thank you btw 🥺👉👈💗💓✨ have a nice day darling~ ^^ 💞

I'm soooooo sorry this took so long! 😣 I had no idea what to write for the longesttt time :( but I'm finally finished with it and hopefully this is okay!! <3 (also I used to watch Sofia the first all the time cause I had nothing else better to do 😔🤚)

A Guard and a Princess?

iwaizumi haijme x reader

genre: royal au!, angst, fluff

synopsis: Iwaizumi is princess y/n's guard and after some time Iwaizumi realizes his feelings for her. He tries to bury his feelings away since he knows that it is wrong, but he won't won't be able to keep them buried forever.

Iwaizumi always kept a watchful eye on the princess and as much as he didn't want to admit it he enjoyed watching over her.

The days went on and they spent every possible second with each other.

Catching feelings was pretty much inevitable at this point.

When Iwaizumi realized his feelings for the princess he wanted to deny those feelings so bad because he knew it was wrong. A guard and a princess? It was such a horrible idea...so he tried his best to ignore it, he wanted to just live in peace.

But then that day came hurling towards him like a boulder; and he couldn't stop it. The day that the king decided to set up an arranged marriage for his daughter y/n.

Everything came to a halt and the peace he had created for himself had ended.

Everything was slowly falling apart, it felt like it was all falling on top of him and he couldn't do anything to stop it.

Arranged marriage?

The day came fast as suitors all around came to try and win the princess's hand in marriage. All Iwaizumi could do is stand there watching all of them interact with the princess.

He wanted the pain to go away, he didn't want to be weak anymore for someone who wouldn't love him back.

The endless tears that threatened to fall out of his eyes were so hard to push back. He was still on the job afterall and if anyone saw a guard spilling out tears for no known reason it would definitely ruin the King's reputation.

So with that in mind he let out a sigh and push the tears as far back as he could and stood straight continuing his job to watch over the princess.

But he never knew having feelings for someone could hurt this bad.

It was the night before the princess had to choose someone to be her husband.

And Iwaizumi was currently watching her pace around her bedroom clearly having something on her mind. As much as Iwaizumi did not want to ask her what was wrong, his curiosity got the better of him.

"What's the matter princess?"

She let out a sigh walking over to her bed and throwing herself on top of it letting out a groan into her pillow before rolling onto her back to stare up at the ceiling.

"Oh Iwaizumi! How am I supposed to pick one of those princes if my heart yearns for another?" Iwaizumi could feel his heart starting to break slowly at what she said.

Who was this lucky guy that had stolen the princess's heart...and why couldn't it be him?

"Who is he?" He asked voice on the brink of breaking but tried his hardest to stabilize himself for her. She needed him to listen and that's what he was going to do even if it broke him in the process.

"He's everything to me. I don't why my heart choose him of all people. He clouds my mind almost every second and it isn't very helpful that I see him practically every day." She huffed and turned on her side to look over at Iwaizumi.

"But it could never happen...it's a forbidden rule that I can't be with him that's why I haven't told him of my feelings." She gave a small smile towards Iwaizumi then turned back to look at the ceiling.

"I just want to choose him and no one else. Why does it have to be one of those princes? It's just unfair." She let out one more sigh before the room became slient.

Unfair? Yeah I definitely know the feeling

Tears started to flood his eyes he tried to wipe them away only failing as more came. He didn't want to be so vulnerable in front of her, but he couldn't help it.

His heart hurt, his head hurt, his body felt numb.

Why would she ever love me back?...I'm just her guard and that's it, nothing else

All he could do now was pray that she couldn't hear his pathetic crying, but sadly his prayers would not be answered today.

Y/n immediately heard Iwaizumi sobbing and she rushed to his side to try to figure out what was making him cry his heart out.

"Iwa! Why are you crying?" She pulled the sleeve of her night gown down and tried her best to wipe all the tears away but it was basically pointless.

Please don't use that nickname it only hurts me more

He lightly grabbed her wrist to stop her from ruining her night gown anymore. "Im alright princess" He stuttered out trying to take deep breaths to calm himself down.

"Iwa please tell me what's wrong I want to-"

"Im in love with you princess"

As soon as those words left Iwaizumi's mouth he immediately regretted it. Why would he say that? Why would he risk it all in that second?

Maybe the feeling of keeping it all in was just too much for him.

Maybe it was because he needed to let it all out.

Maybe he just needed to say it before it was too late.

The way the princess stood frozen after his words was enough to kill him right then and there.

"W-What did you say...?" She whispered out unsure if she heard him right. Did he really just say he loved you? She looked him straight in the eyes determined to know if she did hear correctly.

As Iwaizumi stared back into her beautiful eyes that desperately wanted to hear his words again, he knew he couldn't lie about what he had said, he was in love with her and as much as he hoped he could get out of this situation...he couldn't.

"I said I'm in love with you y/n"

She couldn't believe the words that he had said, even if he said it two times. Now it was her turn to let out a couple of tears, but they were tears of relief.

"I'm in love you too Iwaizumi"

They were in love with each other. A princess and her guard.