#i just copied some of the people I've tagged in the past i hope this is okay!

[imjustasimpxd]

Something Old, Something New | Series Masterlist

➬ Ken Sato x Fem Reader

Genre : Romance, Drama, slight enemies to lovers

Summary : At first glance, Ken Sato seemed to have it all. With money, fame, and success surrounding his name, there was nothing he couldn’t get his hands on. They say money can buy happiness. That may be true to an extent, however, can money buy forgiveness? Unfortunately for Ken, no amount of money and influence can turn back time and change the past. No amount of bribery can erase the fact that he had chosen to abandon his wife in favor of pursuing his baseball career. That awful decision he made took place five years ago, when he was just starting out as a professional athlete. But now that he’s matured and had time to reflect on his actions, can he hope for a chance to rekindle his marriage? Or should he accept defeat and live with the consequences of letting the only woman he’s ever truly loved slip away from him?

Fic Warnings : abandonment, angst, forced proximity, mentions of cheating and infidelity, tense relationships

Chapters :

One |

Series Status : In progress

This fic, and everything else I've written on my blog, is mine and only mine. I work very hard on everything I write so do not, under any circumstances, modify, copy, or steal my work.

Yes, there is a taglist for this series, so if anyone wants to be added to it please let me know in the comments below.

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Keep in mind that commenting to tell me what you liked, what you don’t, how I can improve, and any suggestions you have, helps me A LOT more than simply liking my posts. If you’ve had the time to read my story, how much longer does it take to leave me some feedback on it? :)

[fernlessbastard]

So, what's the deal with this tnt duo art?

I've explained it in my reblog of this post, but I've decided to copy this over to a brand new post as well, because especially with qsmp happening I'm sure we have many newer people here who don't get what's the deal with this piece

Ok so first off: the artist is _olga.exe_ on Instagram (I think also on twitter but i don't use Twitter so you'll have to check that one yourself)

To the best of my understanding this art just came out around June 2021, which was immediately after the first Revivedbur/Quackity interaction. The first two or so months the ship was exclusively seen as a crack ship - I'm not fully certain why, I think it's just that quackbur before wasn't all that known and popular, so it seemed like it came out of nowhere to the majority of the internet (which, it didn't, holy shit, those sluts have been so gay with each other for so long). It also was a time when most people only began realising that ccQuackity was capable of serious lore, which most likely added to how the ship was seen. Even I myself actually was very hesitant to bring it up to my partner, when I began slowly getting into it - of course while simultaneously deluding myself that it's nothing more than a crack ship for me (@octobre-ackedia oh would you look at how we ended up--).

This art was one of the first pieces that were fully serious, and couldn't be construed in any way shape or form as /p, so it got picked up by people on twitter and memed on. Around September 2021 tntblr began reclaiming it (and if I remember correctly we had a boom of posts sharing the original artist about that time).

In this surge of new people beginning to ship those two that's been happening for the past year or so, I need you all to remember that quackbur started off first as a very underground ship that almost no-one spoke of, and then became a crack ship. The header on my blog doesn't come from a "ha ha funny" self deprecating meme. #twquackburshipping was a tag that someone seriously used to tag a post about how Eret commented on some tntduo/r tiktok.

I get how easy it is to forget how anti-mainstream of a ship quackbur used to be (or simply miss that, if you're newer - which, for the record, no shame, I'm happy to see the new faces!), considering ccQuackity's endorsement of it in the last months of dsmp, not to mention what's happening on qsmp, but all those "omg I'm a quackbur shipper ha ha don't hate me ha I'm cringe I know" jokes used to genuinely not be jokes something like 1,5 years ago.

I hope this explains it thoroughly, and to everyone a little bit newer to the ship: welcome! Glad to see you here, remember to have fun, and if you've got any questions, feel free to ask me :]]

[elihashadenough]

Pairing: max verstappen x male reader (could be read by masc presenting people)

Summary: sometimes things go right in the moment but will they always be right? can they survive through the hardships of love? can their love hold the test of a treacherous path of love?

a/n: part 6 is here, sorry if the upload was later then i usually post and if its shorter then usual, i've been a little busy with some things but here it is now. I hope this makes up for the last two angst posts :)

-> do not repost, copy or translate my works nor post them anywhere else. Read at your own risk. Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated.

[series masterlist]

(a little snippet)

Max walked into the living room, the soft sound of music filled the apartment. His eyes landed on Y/N, who was moving gracefully to the rhythm, lost in his own world. He spun around, his laughter echoing through the room as he danced while cleaning up the living room, to max, y/n’s moves were a beautiful blend of elegance and playfulness.

A smile tugged at the corners of Max's lips as he watched Y/N, captivated by his now relaxed carefree spirit. He couldn't help but admire the way y/n moved, the way his eyes shown with joy.

"You are staring!" Y/N's voice broke through his thoughts, y/n’s cheeks were flushed. Max chuckled, stepping closer to y/n who placed the throw blanket on the arm of the couch. "I like seeing you happy, love," he said softly, there was a hidden message behind those words. Max said he didn’t like how everything went down the past week what had hurt the most was seeing how y/n had been, max had made a promise to never hurt y/n but he did, with his words and so now seeing y/n have fun in his presence was something that had just captivated max.

His heart swelling with affection as he reached out to join them in their impromptu dance, their laughter mingling with the music, filling the room with warmth and love.

i haven't proof read this so if there were any mistakes, i'm sorry. But i hope you all enjoyed this. I hope you all have a wonderful day/night ❤️

tagging: @leosxrealm, @miloformula123fan, @woozarts @eugene-emt-roe

[screamingatanemptyroom]

Screaming at an Empty Room -

Reintroduction/Update

Hello everyone! Probably too late to do an intro, given that I've been writing on this blog since 2017, but since I've returned after a few years away from writing, I wanted the opportunity to talk about my blog and projects completed and my upcoming plans!

I go by Avaleon everywhere else on the internet, but respond to pretty much anything, including Screaming, hey you, etc! Started this blog in my mid 20s, and aged normally into the early 30s from there. I love writing, have always loved it, but between work and life, it's definitely something that I mostly do late at night and on weekends. I love hearing from people, but I usually answer asks in bunches, and typically right before I post writing. Love hearing about other people's projects as well!

I write short stories, novellas, and occasional full length novels. I am not published, but actively working on self-publishing some of my full length works. Everything I write is posted online, I enjoy sharing my work. The main reason to self publish for me is to have physical copies for myself or anyone who might want one!

My short stories can be found under the #writing tag on my blog. As for the long completed stories, I'll post them below the cut!

Love you Tumblr, happy to be back!

A. Full Length Novels (100,000+ words)

Please Fix the Story!

Description:

I don’t know who I am. I don’t know why I’m trapped in this never ending cycle of rebirth. All I know is that I wake up inside the worlds of unfinished stories, with a mission to accomplish the author’s wishes and stabilize the worlds now headed for destruction. I do my best, hoping, praying that maybe if I complete enough missions, I’ll be able to remember my past and return to my home.

It’s just fixing stories, it should be simple enough.

So can someone explain who this random villain is who keeps following me to each world?

Masterpost linked here

2. I Can’t Eat Love

Description:

Lenora did not have a wonderful life. After her engagement to Prince Ronan is broken, she loses everything… her reputation, her home and her family. Starving on the streets, she dies angry and bitter at how her life unfolded… only to wake up in her old bed, fifteen again, five years before her death. 

Now she must struggle to change her fate, and the fate of the around her. This time she won’t trust in something as flimsy or changeable as love. No, this time she’ll have the power and the money she needs to protect herself. 

Lenora has already lost everything once. She’s not going to lose again. 

No matter the cost. 

Masterpost Linked Here

B. Novellas

I Refuse to be a Named Character

Description:

I woke up inside the world of one of the best selling fantasy book series “Deadly Crown.” Intrigue, handsome heroes, adventure… sounds great, right? Just one problem: all the named characters except the main hero and villain die, are replaced and their replacements die. Being important in this story is a death sentence, so I plan to move to the middle of nowhere, and avoid the plot! 

It should be a fool proof plan, so why do the main characters keep dragging me into the story?

Masterpost Linked Here

2. Living in a Rewrite of my Own Book World

Description:

This is the story about an author who gets hit by a car right before she can finish her bestselling book series. Trapped in the role of a terrible side character antagonist, she must find a way to change the story’s ending. Not just for her own survival, but for the characters that seem just a little too real to be fiction. (30K words)

Masterpost Linked Here

3.Baby’s First Revenge!

Description:

When Charlotte is betrayed and killed by the friend she sacrificed everything for, she thought it was the end. Instead, she found herself reborn as a baby, with her killer still enjoying the fame of stealing her work. Now, she's coming after him, and plans to make him pay... But first, nap time.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7

4. The Supervillain’s Daughter

The story of Erica, a girl who finds out that her brother is the kidnapped child of superheroes, and that her parents are villains. Years later she is the best agent in the Villain Suppression Unit, and hates everything to do with superheroes. So of course she isn’t pleased when she is paired with the strongest man alive, especially because she knows him. But with even darker parts of her past surfacing again, she will have no choice but to join forces and save the world. 

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

Other smaller works and the incomplete ones can be found on this page

Thanks everyone!

[warcats-cat]

Hey!!! I'm doing a thing!!!

UPDATED 05/18

I've noticed that bunch of writers (myself included) are feeling down about our writing, and dealing with art block, so I propose a rally! And since I don't know what else to do, I'm offering the top 5 people a fairy made custom and mailed to them as a prize. You get one point for each *engaged* comment you leave on a fic (specific moments you like, asking questions, etc) or sending asks to the author. Keep a list of screenshots that show your name and the name of the fic to be submitted at the end.

Let's say until the end of June 👀

Rules:

no more than 2x comments per fic so we're reading lots of them.

Please be honest and fair; the spirit of this is the read NEW fics that you may have heard of or skimmed but not actually gotten to yet.

No offence to the big blogs but the hope is for some smaller creators to get new engagement.

ALL COMMENTS AND ASKS MUST BE ATTACHED TO YOUR ACCOUNT TO COUNT. I'm sorry, but it's just for purposes of points, so I know who gets which. If you're not playing for points, then you can do you 💜

Please tag me/reply to this post with your fics, your friends's fics, and we'll get a list going of ones to check out. (Also if you could copy/paste or write up a little summary that would be super sexy.

[robogart]

Lengthy ramble for potential tier/restructure post! But if anyone has insight or feedback or advice, I'd be so grateful to hear it! Thank you for your time! 🥺🙏💕💕💖

*copy/pasted from my patrons post!

*Stressing potential again because I might just try to workshop maybe a couple of these tiers?? I'm editing this after a couple responses so far! So thank you everyone for reading and sending your insight in! It's SO helpful and valuable to hear, thank you!! 🙏💖💖

Hey lovely people! 🥳💖 So lengthy and candid post time, but I'm thinking about restructuring the tier prices (specifically the higher tiers, like the Sauce and Honeybear and maybe sketches too)? Currently I am making very little money, so while that is scary it is also sort of the perfect time to test out some change in how I structure things on here! So I'm sort of excited to potentially try something new! The tough thing with selling your own work is always how to price things - and it's the gentle balance of pricing for what you're worth, but also making a good price point that is accessible to more people! So while prices might be lower, the hope is that they bring forward more patrons and therefore I can make more money as well! SO! A Price Restructure of what I'm thinking (and a couple rewards movements from the $2 Tier to the $4 Tier, specifically) (Also the Sweet Pea Tier will be removed) :

✨ $2/month Tier (Buttercup : same rewards, updated here for clarity (bc I need to update them as well))

Access to ALL artwork and their process GIFs as I finish them! (currently only sharing crops on social media and select, older work)

Commission and Adoptables Priority (You get to access slots/designs first!)

Access to Fanart Friday Suggestions + Polls (we try to do them once a month!)

Access to Coloring Pages (as I make them! this is infrequent)

Access to the Patron-Only Discord (it's very chill and just for you and other patrons! And you can share art, music or just hang out if you want!)

✨ $4/month Tier (Cutie Pie : same rewards!)

Access to my sketchbook pages and the bundled pdfs! I post sketches in batches of 10 on here! When I have enough pages, I'll be uploading the pdf of the sketchbook for free for you to download (100 pages per Volume)! 

Access to videos! (I'll do speedpaints/timelapses from time to time!)

15% off adoptable designs while they are posted on patreon! (before moving to ko-fi!)

Access to all Licensed Character Designs I make (under the LC tag!) (These are for Personal Use Only - intended for DnD and similar RPG situations! ^ w ^)

✨ Access to Archived Works (this is access to all previous work I've shared for the Buttercup tier that you would be able to see on my website all in one place! Goes back to 2019!) 

✨ Early Access to Brushes

Plus all previous rewards! 

✨ $6/month Tier (Honeybear : same rewards!)

Access to the Honeybear Discord! A creative motivational group for artists! (I will be active in this discord!)

Activities for personal motivation and fun! There will be blob doodle pages, monochromatic challenges throughout the month, along with a monthly design prompt and a selected study piece!

Channels for just sharing personal work/wips and a critique corner as well for anyone looking for feedback on their pieces!

Plus all previous rewards!

✨ $8/$10/$15/month Tier (Sauce : same rewards!)(edit: $10 maybe? Or even keeping at $15, based on some comments from patrons)

18+ ONLY! 

Access to ALL NSFW pieces! Sketches and finished paintings alike!

20% off Store Discount! (For my Print Shop and INPRNT!)

Plus all previous rewards! (this includes the Honeybear Tier Discord and Activities access)!

--- So this an idea of what I'm thinking!

It's all still very much up in the air because part of me wonders if I just need to promo more as well? I also have had patrons tell me in the past that I make a lot of work (even if I panic and feel like I'm not making enough @ w @;;) and that the monthly subscription is reasonable for the rewards already? Ahhh it's just difficult figuring this stuff out, especially while stressing about things! So I appreciate feedback if you're feeling up to sharing! 🙏💖💖 Thank you all so much! 💖💖💖

[wishjacked]

Happy #WebcomicDay!! :D

This year we're celebrating the process of making pages... so below the cut I've got a bunch of pictures sharing how I go about making pages of my evil post-apocalyptic workplace sitcom, Cargo!! :D

So! My process!!

Writing-> I think sometimes there's pressure to "write" your comic a certain way, I see people talking about script format and stuff a lot. That really doesn't work for me, though! I write my "first draft" script in short scenes on scrap paper, in whatever order they come to me. Sometimes a scene will just be one or two lines, and then a little description of what I want to happen in the rest of the scene.

Later I type the scene up, and write the "connective tissue" that fits between the disjointed scenes so they all flow together like they ought. I don't do page breaks or even character tag or action notes hahahaha I like it to be as BASIC as POSSIBLE so it's easy to edit. And since I'm the person drawing it I can almost always remember who's supposed to be saying what lmao

I edit a lot, but the most major editing is also probably the last bit... when I letter my pages usually I realize "they would never say that" and so I end up rephrasing everything. My art brain is sometimes waaaaay better at phrasing hahaha. Like you can see in the finished page for this script I rewrote like basically all of it, and actually went back to the original "sketch" script in a lot of places.

Thumbnailing-> my thumbs are really big, I draw them with markers on printer paper and keep them in a binder!! I like to thumb scenes in batches and I also usually write my dialogue on them, just so I can read through them before (and while) I draw to get a feel for how the pacing works. :)

Sketching-> OH sketching is also really hard for me! I don't have a good visual imagination so it's really important for me to make sure I have good references. Last year I was especially focusing on setting.

My comic is set in Florida. I'm lucky in that I used to live there and still go back to visit sometimes, so sometimes I can gather my own reference images! But more often I start on Google Maps or Zillow, trying to find buildings that have interesting features or the right kind of "look" for what I want. I'll also look up other interesting elements, my comic is set in a post-apocalypse and I'll research home gardening and things like that which people would probably have.

For example, in this set in chapter 7, I used Google Maps images, photo references of indoor hydroponic gardening, and like, 90's-00's hacker computer setups haha. Also my BFF Roomstyler.com, where you can make 3d house interiors haha!!

Lineart-> I LOVE lineart it is my favorite!!!! I sketch and ink two pages at a time, and it usually takes somewhere between 10-12 hours to do both steps.

I actually think my art looks best when it's just lineart... but I think my STORY is better with color, like it makes it clearer and easier to read and it has a better atmosphere HAHA.

Colors-> I think it usually takes me 4-6 hours to do 2 pages (I haven't timed myself as consistently as I time my lineart and sketching). I have a big file with small copies of my previous pages that I color drop from, and my characters are all flats only. The limited palette that I use is also really handy, it streamlines coloring a LOT.

Finishing Touches-> aka I steal mercilessly from my one true love, my internet home, the beautiful and blessed Wikimedia Commons

I put lots of overlay layers on my art! I like textures so having some strange little textures or pictures on things makes my art feel a lot more finished to me.

And finally my very most favorite ✨finishing touch✨ is the bright colored/patterned gutters that I use. Here are some of my favorites that I've made and used in the past!

And that's all!! I hope you guys have a very happy Webcomics Day and find lots and lots of wonderful new things to read!!!

[bella-rose29]

beautiful people

requested by anon: hi hi! Can I request Anthony Lockwood x reader fic inspired by the song beautiful people by ed Sheeran?

lockwood x gn!reader (made it gn bc there wasn't a gender specified, hope that's alright anon <3)

I am so sorry that this took so long anon 😭😭😭

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: set after the empty grave but I don't think there are any actual spoilers (but you've been warned anyway), I think that's the only thing? edit: there is a very big huge massive spoiler that's mentioned in one sentence so be careful

tag list (I just copied and pasted from deck the halls bc I'm tired and couldn't be asked to search through everything, so feel free to not read this if you don't want to): @ahead-fullofdreams, @aislinrayne, @anathemaloren, @anthgoldenhrry, @augustisintheair, @avdiobliss, @aysha4life, @bobbys-not-that-small, @briar-rose23, @curseofhecate, @dangelnleif, @edible-rat-vomit, @el-de-phi, @ell0ra-br3kk3r, @ettadear, @fearlessmoony, @fudosl, @idkbubs, @imaginebeingmentallystable, @informedimagining, @karensirkobabes, @lady-ashfade, @light-23, @locklyebrainrot, @locklyle1kanij, @locknco, @magicandrosewaters, @mentallyillsodapop, @mischivana, @mitskiswift99, @mrsklockwood, @mrsyixingunicorn10, @newbooksmell777, @no-morning-glories, @novelizt, @phlooper, @ran23sblog, @reggiepeterss, @simrah1012, @somethingrandomwatzit, @star-of-velaris, @superpositvecloudshipper, @t2sh0, @taygrls, @tournesol77, @whistle1whistle, @whenselenefallsinlove, @wordsarelife, @y0urm0m12

Lockwood was buzzing with unreleased energy, which made sitting next to him on a plane incredibly difficult, since Y/n just wanted to punch him in the face. They loved him, but they didn't need his jitters when neither of the two of them had ever flown before, let alone been out of the country.

It was a private jet they sat in, the vehicle sent by some rich person from America who had invited the famous ghost hunting agency from England to a week in Los Angeles. While George had initially seemed sceptical of the plane and it's abilities to carry them safely across half the world, he'd deemed it good enough for travel. Lucy and Holly were joining them too, although both were far less happy about it than Lockwood.

"It's basically a huge shell of metal that hurtles through the air. Why do you think I've been for three nervous pees in the last ten minutes, George?!" Lucy had stressfully said to George after he had questioned her multiple trips to the toilet.

Y/n had gone along because Lockwood had asked, despite them having only a vague connection to the agency's work. As a member of the general public, they didn't often get involved in the actual ghost hunting (Talent had never turned up for them which meant fighting was extremely dangerous, and they quite preferred being alive), but often could spot things that the others couldn't when looking at the history of a building, or a family, or pick up on the more human things in meetings as opposed to being solely focused on the Visitors.

Their other link to the agency was a lot stronger, because they were dating Lockwood.

Naturally when he'd asked if Y/n would be joining them on the agency's one week trip to America they couldn't say no, not when he was smiling at them the way he had been, and now they found themselves wondering why the hell they let him have so much of a hold on their heart.

It was the middle of July, too, and there was a freak heatwave as they were leaving England. It was nothing compared to the temperatures they would be met with in L.A., but the English were never made for heat.

"Oi," Y/n said softly, prodding Lockwood in the leg closest to theirs. "Stop bouncing, you're making me more nervous."

He cast them a small smile, tilting his head to look at them. "Sorry, my love." They could tell he was nervous too despite all the smiles and bravado he'd shown earlier, more so than when he went out and risked his life every night, and they grabbed his hand.

"People do this all the time, right? And George very kindly worked out the likelihood of us dying in this thing-"

"One in a million chance!"

"Thank you, George!" Y/n sighed, turning back to Lockwood. "But my point is, we're gonna make it there, and then we'll have an incredible, completely free holiday, and then we'll make it back to Portland Row, alive and in one piece, yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Hey. We're Lockwood and Co. And you're Anthony bloody Lockwood." He smiled wider at that, a huge grin taking over his face and making him light up.

"That we are," he replied, pressing a kiss to Y/n's forehead.

~~~

They had only been in America for about an hour, and already the agents were exhausted.

It didn't help that the plane journey was long, or that their internal body clocks were telling them it was well past their normal time to go to bed despite it being barely evening in Los Angeles. It seemed to be that the darker it got, the more people there were, which didn't make sense to any of the agents. While ghosts were no longer being created, many still hung around and caused fear, and it was strange for Lockwood and Co to be walking around in the dark with no rapiers, or even a spare flare.

Fancy cars drove past, one of them stopping (on the wrong side of the road; how did anyone drive correctly if they were doing it backwards?!) and opening its door to let the agents in. George squeezed in first, then went Y/n and Lockwood, and Lucy and Holly pushed their way into a seat a moment later. How they fit the five of them combined with the ten? eleven? people already in there Y/n wasn't sure. Music was blasting through speakers that weren't even visible (seriously, where was the music coming from?) and coloured lights flashed across the interior of the car. They had cars in England, of course, but this was much fancier than anything they had on their side of the world. People were drinking and dressed in fashion that looked futuristic to the five of them, and Y/n could feel the others shift in what little space they had as they looked down at their own clothes.

Then there were the questions.

At first it was difficult to understand their voices, since the accents were thick and everybody was talking at once, all trying to be heard over the music. Then it was difficult to answer their questions, because they were asking about phones and movies and music that none of them had much knowledge of in their technologically-different world. When they learned that Y/n wasn't even an agent, they wanted to know what exactly their role was, which was also difficult.

"He's my partner," they shouted (it was too loud to talk any quieter), pointing at Lockwood.

"So you're not... you're not an agent? You're just here?"

"Uh... yeah. I help on cases sometimes though!"

"Oh, cool!" the woman yelled, then immediately moved onto the next conversation. Y/n settled back against Lockwood, feeling his arm come around their shoulders. They looked at George, noting his bewilderment at the hidden speakers, and then at Lucy and Holly who were trying to figure out how to use the phone that someone had given them. It didn't even look like a phone; it was far too flat and small to be of any use to anyone.

They were all just trying to figure everything out, but even those who were being really nice to them could tell that the agents from London didn't fit in too well.

~~~

The party was far bigger than anything Fittes had ever thrown, and the five of them felt very underdressed, despite how fancy they had gone with their clothes.

Two hours in, Y/n was trapped in a conversation with a group of people about some event that had happened recently and was apparently a worldwide controversy, and they were being asked their opinion on it.

"Uh... I don't really know what's happening, to be honest." It was awkward, being looked at like they were some sort of alien, and Y/n felt themselves shrinking the longer they were stared at.

"Do you not have the news over in England?"

"We do, but normally it's... English news? Our technology got severely stumped growth-wise because of the whole 'there are ghosts now and they can kill you' thing, so..."

"Oh, yeah, sorry! I forgot that you guys are behind!" It wasn't said with any malice or anything, but it only served to make Y/n feel worse about not fitting in with these people. They tried to inconspicuously look around for Lockwood, but within seconds he had appeared at their side and was spewing some excuse about needing to borrow them.

He took them outside to a balcony, and although it was still crowded there was at least a cool breeze. "You alright?"

"Yeah. Thank you for that."

"Anytime," he smiled, pressing a kiss to their cheek. He seemed jittery again, and Y/n wondered if all the flashiness was finally getting to him.

"Are you alright?" they asked, startling Lockwood slightly.

"Oh, yeah." He wasn't particularly convincing in his answer, and Y/n raised their eyebrows at him. "I mean, I know I'm always going on about being front page all the time, and getting famous, which we are on the front page, and we did get famous, but this is... it's a lot." He paused, looking around at everyone gathered on the balcony. "It feels... weird, too. I'm not sure what the right word is yet. Everyone is almost too fancy, if that makes sense."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I keep thinking I'm really underdressed and should borrow a really shiny bin bag instead," they joked, noting someone walking past who was dressed in something that looked very similar.

"You don't need to change a thing, my love. You look stunning as you are." Y/n felt their face heat up at his compliment, and hid their face in his body. His laugh made both of them shake, and his arms came around to hold them close to him. "I mean it. I don't think you could look more incredible if you tried."

"Lockwood," they whined, dragging out the syllables in his name as their face lit up more and more. "Stop it, seriously."

"What, I'm not allowed to tell my partner how wonderful they are?"

"Not this much in one go!" He only laughed again, and Y/n couldn't prevent the smile that came onto their own face.

~~~

Their last night had been spent much like the others, only this time it was only Lockwood and Y/n and the driver of the posh car they had been loaned for the week (once people remembered that the five English visitors couldn't drive, they had been provided with a driver as well as just the car).

The week was basically over, complete with drives in convertibles, gifts of expensive designer clothes, trips to fashion shows, constant questioning from people wanting to know who they were, and what they do, and who they know. George, Lucy, and Holly had stayed back at the hotel they were staying in, too tired to do anything else, but Lockwood had taken Y/n out, saying he wanted to spend their last night in Los Angeles together just the two of them.

They seemed to drive for hours, in reality not travelling that far from their friends, but the lack of destination meant that they were doing constant laps of the city. Not that it mattered, because neither Lockwood nor Y/n had any idea where anything was. Everything was tall, and imposing and fancy and bright and beautiful, and for the most part Y/n sat staring out the window, watching all the lights as they passed.

Lockwood was watching them, a fond smile on his face, seeing the lights reflected in their eyes like stars.

There had been constant lights the whole week, people with cameras at every event they attended, and while Lockwood was more used to bright things (since he had such strong Sight he often had to use sunglasses to stop the glare from a death glow), Y/n was squinting against the flashes. At one point Lockwood had brought out his sunglasses, despite the darkness of the sky, and handed one to Y/n while putting his own pair on his face. He kept his arms around their body at all times, whether it was just carelessly slung over their shoulders or tightly wrapped around their waist, because he didn't want to lose them in the crowds.

The agents really didn't fit in well in America, but they couldn't help it when they were just being themselves. He had figured out what the word he had been looking for on the balcony all those days ago was, too. He realised it as he gazed at Y/n, who had propped their face up on their hand, resting their elbow on the car door. All those people that they had met, at fashion shows and parties and everywhere else they had been, were too perfect, too fancy, too beautiful. It felt far too extravagant, even for Lockwood, and although he had thoroughly enjoyed his time in America he was looking forward to going home.

Because that's who Y/n was to him, and he knew that he was home to Y/n. It didn't matter if they went back to wearing their second hand clothes that were worn out and cheap, and it didn't matter if none of them understood how to use a smartphone by the time they left tomorrow morning, because that was who they were.

They were Lockwood and Co.

[euphoniumpets]

THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM | EPILOGUE

Prompt: ''As long as I can rememer, I've been protecting Alina, it's always Alina who I will protect,'' You told him, looking at Nikolai. ''But who will protect you?''

Warnings: Violence, blood and gore.

Please don’t plagiarize my work - I spend a lot of my time writing, copying and pasting destroys that. 

Pairing: Nikolai Lantsov x Starkov! Reader

Tag list: @lyria-skyfall@khaleesihavilliard@shine101 @waddlingwanderer @clqudias @ducks118 @xceafh@peakyispunk @wilmasvensson @parbatai-winchester @priincehoseok@riot-in-my-soulsoul @feyredarling92 @vendy021 @ssprayberrythings @goldenpoison @shine101 @lili-of-the-dream @xushisuxi @pansexualwitchwhoneedstherapy @jennylil @themermaidscales82

Tag list are closed!

A/N: we're at the end!!! i'm sad that this series is about to end and i hope that they got to be renewed for a third season since i'm so excited to know more about Nikolai being the Nichevo'ya and his connection with Y/N, i know that Nina left to Ketterdam after the war since she wasn't during the coronation, but let's just say that she is in this story and that she left to ketterdam after the coronation, all my series masterlist is down below.

old masterlist | navi | new masterlist

prologue - one - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight - nine - ten - eleven - epilogue

The first thing you felt was nothing before you could feel the breeze on your skin. You opened your eyes and the first thing you saw was that you were in a meadow - The soft grass on your skin and the sun on your skin. 

You felt that you were at peace before it felt that you got sucked into the darkness. 

Just nothingness and fear coursed through your body and the loneliness. You didn’t have the time to process everything before you heard voices. You couldn’t register their words or who they were before you heard a familiar voice. 

‘’Y/N, please come back to me…’’ The voice felt so familiar and it felt like home. Home. 

You woke up startled and saw a bright light surrounding your eyes. You blinked rapidly with a gasp that left your mouth. Panic began to surface and you looked around, trying to register what was happening. 

‘’It’s okay, it’s okay,’’ You heard a voice. Your heart pounded heavily and it felt like you were going to burst. A pair of arms wrapped you and it seemed that you calmed down before you realized that the Fold was gone. 

You saw the desert and all its remains that were long forgotten before the Fold took over. ‘’Nik,’’ You spoke, relief washing over you when you remembered what had happened. ‘’What happened?’’ You asked, confused, how you were back alive. ‘’You can take Nina for bringing you back alive,’’ You heard him cup your cheek before kissing you. 

You sighed into the kiss, feeling the familiar feeling comforting you. You breathed heavily after you let go and placed your forehead against his before trailing your eyes to the heartrender. You met her eyes, signaling thanks in return. 

You tried to stand up from the ground as Nikolai helped you carefully as Alina and Mal approached you. The three of you looked at each other before giving each other a group hug. 

-

You all walked back to the camp, and you could feel that you were different. It was hard to explain, but you couldn’t feel your powers anymore. The feeling of protecting Alina wasn’t there anymore and the connection with Mal had disappeared. You wondered what happened back there at the Fold when Nina brought you back from the dead because you felt different.

Nobody had said a word before returning to the camp, some of them were mourning in silence for the people they lost during the war. 

Tamar placed Nikolai down on the barrels as he winced in pain. ‘’Are you okay?’’ She asked him carefully as Tolya looked at him. ‘’A moment of sun before we deal with our losses, Dominik,’’ He replied and looked at you. 

You looked at him with sadness. You never wanted Dominik to sacrifice himself to protect Nikolai. ‘’He did exactly what any of us would have done for each other,’’ Tamar responded and looked at him, giving him a knowing look. ‘’For you,’’ She added. You turned around and saw Mal, Alina, Nina, Inej, and Zoya walk toward you. 

You didn’t speak a word before walking away, an eerie feeling coursing through your body. 

-

You stared at the view in front of you in silence before your heart's footsteps approached you. You turned around and saw Nikolai standing next to you. ‘’Are you all right?’’ You heard him ask and look at you with a concerned expression. You stared off the distance. ‘’Something’s different,’’ You spoke, staring off into the distance. 

‘’How different?’’ Nikolai asked. ‘’My powers,’’ You replied. ‘’They’re weak, and I don’t know if I still have them,’’ You spoke and looked at him. ‘’Powers or not, my feelings haven’t changed,’’ Nikolai said and faced you. You watched him grab the ring out of his pocket. ‘’Are you gonna change your mind?’’ 

‘’About marrying you?’’ You questioned. ‘’Of course not,’’ You replied and looked at him with a small smile. ‘’I thought you would say so,’’ He replied before placing the ring back on your finger. ‘’I never asked him to sacrifice his life for you,’’ You spoke and looked at Nikolai. 

‘’I know,’’ Nikolai replied and released a heavy sigh. ‘’He knew what he was doing,’’ He murmured before he looked at you. You approached him carefully, cupping your hands against his cheek, and stared into his eyes. Something about your feelings changed when you got back to life. 

Your feelings were stronger for him, the need for him was growing stronger in a way you couldn’t describe. You looked at him before placing your lips against his. 

-

All of you gathered from back where you started, and you could see Kirigan’s deceased body in front of you. You could feel your heart shatter when you saw the state, and Alina had explained what had happened before he died. Sure, he was a complicated man who only cared about power, but in the end, he was the only person left of your bloodline. 

You wondered what would happen if he didn’t were the villain of the story and if he would accept you as a family. Nobody dared to speak before you heard Alina’s voice. ‘’You go,’’ She replied and looked at you. ‘’You have every right,’’ She responded and you shook your head. ‘’I can’t,’’ You whispered as Alina nodded before she looked at Genya and Zoya. 

They nodded and you felt her grab your hand in reassurance. You all watched as Zoya and Genya grabbed the torches before tossing them onto Kirigan’s body. Genya handed Alina a torch as she approached the body before tossing it. 

‘’Today is a new beginning, for all Ravka, hell, for our whole world,’’ Nikolai spoke as you met his gaze. ‘’It’s a bit daunting, isn’t it? Knowing where to go from here, we’ve had a singular focus for so long, so much blood has been shed after hundreds of years separated by the Fold, and we can celebrate a unified Ravka, our neighbors to the North will see us united, and will aim to strike, but often it’s not the battle that takes the most from us, it’s the aftermath, the chance to put the pieces of our lives back together,’’

‘’When a Firebird rises from the ashes, it is not the same,’’ Nikolai spoke and looked at you. ‘’But in that rebirth, is potential, potential for a new purpose, thanks to what Alina has done for us, we all have a chance to better the world now the Fold is gone, and above all, you must trust, trust in each other, in yourselves, trust in the fact that this is the start of better days to come, and it will be easy, of course, nothing is, I had hoped to end that on a more uplifting note, but here we are,’’ 

You smiled and let go of Alina’s hand before you approached Nikolai. ‘’Well, I was about to say that your speech was hideous,’’ You spoke as you heard him chuckle before you felt him wrap his hands around your waist. ‘’Don’t flatter yourself, I know that you love my speeches,’’ He responded and looked at you with a cheeky smile. ‘’That’s why I let you do all the talking,’’ You told him before placing a small kiss on his lips. 

‘’Well, I guess I owe you 20 Kruges,’’ You both heard Tamar murmur as you looked at her with a confused expression. Tolya smirked as Mal and Alina approached you. ‘’Tell me you weren’t involved with this,’’ You responded and looked at Mal. ‘’How could I not? I lost all my money,’’ Mal grumbled with annoyance and looked at Tolya. 

‘’Didn’t I tell all of you: I told you so,’’ Tolya spoke with a grin. 

-

Back at the Chapel, you saw Alina approach you. ‘’How do you feel?’’ She asked and you looked at her. ‘’Different,’’ You spoke. ‘’My powers…’’ You began to say. ‘’They are there, but I can’t feel it strongly,’’ You said. ‘’Like I don’t feel the need of protecting you, at least not anymore,’’ You told her and approached her, held her hands, and looked at her with a smile. ‘’And Mal?’’ She asked. 

‘’I have no longer the same connection,’’ You spoke. ‘’You are a hero, now, you know that?’’ Alina questioned. ‘’I don’t want to be a hero,’’ You responded and gave her a look. ‘’Eventually, they’ll have to celebrate the fact that you are, and a Queen of Ravka,’’ Alina spoke. 

‘’This is your victory, your chance to rebuild Ravka,’’

‘’Together, with you, and Mal,’’ Alina said. ‘’You do deserve a life of your own, you know,’’ Alina said and looked at you. ‘’You don’t have to do this,’’ You looked at her. ‘’I know, but I can’t leave him alone now, can we?’’ You replied before you looked at her. ‘’He was the one who suggested this, wasn’t he?’’

‘’He had a feeling that you probably didn’t want this life, even after everything,’’ Alina admitted, and you nodded in understanding. ‘’But Mal, had he made his decision?’’ You asked, and she nodded. ‘’He will leave,’’ She replied, and you could hear the sadness in her voice. You looked at her with sympathy before you embraced her tightly for comfort. 

-

‘’Are you gonna leave without saying goodbye?’’ You spoke as soon you approached the ship and saw Mal talking with Nikolai. ‘’It is very rude of you, you know? Maybe I will have the stand watch to capture you instead,’’ You spoke as Nikolai looked at Mal, giving him a nod before walking away. ‘’Well, maybe I was going to,’’ You heard him speak and saw him approach you. ‘’Alina told you, didn’t she?’’ He asked and you nodded. ‘’Very much so,’’ You spoke and looked at him for a moment before the two of you embraced each other. ‘’Good to have you alive,’’ Mal muttered and looked at you. 

‘’Well, again,’’ He added as you slapped him lightly on his arm. ‘’Too bad that we can’t be there on the coronation to see you with the dress,’’ Mal retorted and hid a smile, making you grumble with annoyance. ‘’Believe me, If I could choose, I would choose to wear a kefta, but since I know that Zoya and Genya will have my head before the coronation,’’ You spoke as Mal chuckled. 

‘’Take care of yourself,’’ You replied and looked at him. ‘’You too,’’ Mal responded before giving you a long last hug before departing. 

-

‘’Do you think she’s still in there?’’ 

‘’I don’t know, maybe she has escaped through the window,’’

‘’Or escaped through the chimney,’’

‘’She wouldn’t do that, would she?’’ Genya asked and narrowed her eyes as she looked at Nina with concerned eyes. ‘’I mean, to leave Nikolai behind?’’

‘’Who knows? We all know how much she despised the dress,’’ Nina retorted and let out a laugh as Zoya rolled her eyes and sighed with annoyance before walking to the door. ‘’Y/N! Stop being such a baby and walk out of the room!’’ Zoya shouted and knocked on the door again.

The four of them exchanged a look when they heard your noises and footsteps. ‘’What’s taking so long?’’ They all heard Nikolai’s voice from behind. The four women glanced at him. ‘’Your soon-to-be wife refuses to show herself,’’ Zoya explained and gestured to the door with annoyance. 

‘’Oh, saints, how bad is it?’’ Nikolai asked and glanced back at the door. ‘’Very bad,’’ Nina responded. ‘’Nina!’’ Alina exclaimed, giving her a look as Nina looked at her. ‘’What?’’ She asked and looked at the sun summoner with an offended expression. ‘’We all saw her expression as soon she saw the dress, she freaked out, honestly, I wouldn’t blame her,’’ NIna retorted and shook her head with a smile. 

‘’Shh, I hear something,’’ Zoya hissed toward them to be quiet as they all leaned slightly forward. 

They all didn’t say anything when they heard the doorknob rustle and the door open in front of them. You couldn’t breathe since the corset was suffocating your lungs and you felt uncomfortable. 

You looked at them and saw their surprised expression. ‘’If anyone utters a single word,’’ You began to say as they looked at you. ‘’Let’s get this over with,’’ You responded. 

-

Your nerves were on the edge and you kept fussing with your dress as Nikolai stood next to you with his crown. He knew how much you hated the dress. ‘’Stop fussing around,’’ You heard him whisper and looked at you. ‘’I can’t breathe,’’ You retorted and gave him a look. ‘’You look lovely, can’t wait to tear that dress apart later,’’ You heard him comment, and you looked at him blankly as you could feel your cheeks warming. 

‘’Charming, aren’t you?’’ You spoke as he looked at you with a grin. ‘’I’m always charming,’’ Nikolai retorted as the door opened in front of you. The two of you began to walk forward to the aisle you saw Alina standing with her dress to the side as she looked at you with a comforting smile. 

Turning around, you were met with Genya, Nina, and Zoya’s proud expressions in the front row as you stood next to Nikolai before bending your knee. You felt the apparat place your crown on your head as you stood up. The people in the room began to stand up and clap their hands to the newly wedded couple. 

Then suddenly, a woman began to stand up, and you looked in concern. You heard her shout in Fjerdan before you felt your lungs were on fire. Everybody began to collapse on the ground when she raised her hands, and people began to scream. You saw that Nikolai and Alina were on the ground and all you could see was red. 

You collapsed on the ground and saw Nikolai on the floor. ‘’Nik,’’ You gasped and looked at him with terror. You tried to crawl toward him, but the pain was too much. You glanced back at the woman when you felt anger rising through you. 

The same anger and the same power flowing through your veins. You thought of all the times when Kirigan had manipulated you, and you felt the familiar pulse of anger inside. The thirst for revenge, to make someone hurt the way the woman in front of you. 

Standing up from the ground, you used the power inside of you as a bright, orange, yellow color radiated from your body and saw the familiar cut forming before pushing the power toward the woman. The woman was sliced in half and the body fell on the floor and you felt the power rise inside of you and you realized that you enjoyed it, the darkness that came along with it.

You once had played the calm, but now, you were going to become the child of the storm.

-

villain y/n in her era >>>

please comment what you thought of this chapter and remember, reblog always helps!

[yukipri]

Wanted to make a quick apology.

There will be no Prime Override chapter update tonight.

Reasons are kinda depresso, so beneath cut. No need to read.

This week has been...rough. I wanted to bask in the satisfaction of having finished my May 4th art, but instead I've been spending every spare moment fighting art theft, some of the art that I'd literally just posted. I've filed numerous DMCA copyright takedown requests on Instagram, TikTok, and Pinterest (well over a hundred here). I know there are more out there. I am exhausted, and it's a second type of burn out, a worse kind, on top of the burn out of drawing.

I wanted to apologize because this means that instead of drawing or writing, I was copy-pasting links and explaining to various social media staff why thieves shouldn't be allowed to post my work. How "do not repost" is on my watermark on my art itself, how it's on all my socials bios, how it's in my FAQ. Instead of drawing or writing, I had to read the comments other folks were giving people who did not contribute a single second to my work.

I was aiming to get a new chapter of the Prime Override out tonight, but I could not even start.

So yeah. I'm sorry. The emotional toll aside, the very real fear-of-safety anxiety aside (since, y'know, filing DMCAs essentially means doxxing yourself to every thief), this also just took up all the time I would have otherwise spent on art and, it didn't happen.

I also wanted to say thank you.

Many times this week I felt like an absolute idiot, a complete and utter fool for bothering to feel motivated and excited about creating, for being excited to share it, when this is the result. Especially after the marathon effort I'd just gone through...it felt like punishment, in a way, for daring to think my work is worth anything. I will, can, and have left fandoms in the past for art theft, and part of me wondered if the time had come for me this time as well.

In those times, I scrolled mindlessly through the comments y'all have left me. Both on my art posts, in the tags and such on Tumblr, and just going through all my fics on AO3, just kinda reading all the kind words you folks have left me on my work blearily through my tears, to remind me why it's worth it, and it's not just people who want to hurt me out there.

The vast majority of you are so kind, so generous, have taken the time to look at my work and give a like, a reblog, a kudos, a retweet, or the greatest gift in the form of your thoughts and allowing me to feel that I've connected with you.

So thank you. I've had a rough week, but I'll get back up again. I'll try to get out the next chapter, the next art, as soon as I am able. Until then, please know that I appreciate you, and I hope that my future work can mean something to you too.

[songliili]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

thank you @happiness-of-the-pursuit for tagging me

How many works do you have on ao3? only 10 as of now, but i hope it'll be 13 by the end of the year

What's your total ao3 word count? 107,767

What fandoms do you write for? rwrb and supernatural. although it's mostly rwrb as of now

Top five fics by kudos:

we all have a hunger - Henry is a porn star, Alex is a fan.

bro, you're fucking hung! - Alex is fascinated by Henry's huge dick.

Fill My Stocking - Alex wants some attention and Henry has to get creative.

you should floss more - Dean goes to the dentist and is his usual disaster bi self. Lucky for him, his dentist doesn't mind.

footage of (y)our love - Alex and Henry get married, and 2/3 of the Super Six documented their love story.

Do you respond to comments? yes, i do my best at not leaving them unanswered!

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? probably I Had Some Time (With You) because of the mcd tag and the kind of open ending with claire and jody that i left just in case i decide to write claire's story. but i also think that dean and cas had a soft beautiful and loving end, so yeah it's sad but i don't think it's a sad fic? more like haunting in a positive way (this makes me sound so pretentious but i just love that story so much and i'd love for more people to read it it too)

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? i genuinely don't know? all of them have happy endings imo... probably psau1 tho. simply because i'm writing the sequel and i know they're even more happy lmao.

Do you get hate on fics? thankfully i don't!

Do you write smut? yep! and i thought i wasn't able to. (peep at my two most popular fics being rated E and the second being just pwp)

Craziest crossover: i don't think it's crazy but I Had Some Time (With You) kind of is a crossover with the last of us? i mixed up tlou and spn.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? not that i know of, but i don't think anyone would steal my stuff, i'm nobody

Have you ever had a fic translated? ... well............. eight years ago i wrote a fic for a kpop group and before orphaning it someone asked me permission to translate it. i don't know if they ever did it, and i can't check cause i don't remember the title so i can't even look it up

Have you ever co-written a fic before? i've started writing a fic with @zeppelinmixtape a while ago, we should pick it back up.

All time favorite ship? destiel and firstprince, obviously

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? probably the great dean court off, and it's a shame cause i love it and i want to finish it cause i have the ending clear in my head, but i changed so much as a writer that i think i'd have to rework it all to avoid a stark contrast between then and now/the future.

What are your writing strengths? once @cactusdragon517 told me that my italian brain "lends so much to it. It is so beauful and the way you write it feels like reading something SACRED." (yes, i copy-pasted their message cause i saved it in a note on my phone for when i need a ego boost)

What are your writing weaknesses? i'm verbose but at the same time i skim on things. small things turn into big things and fics that can be under 5k turn into 10k, 'cause small, insignificant details and context in conversations are needed; but not descriptions. for the life of me i can't remember that people aren't in my head and they need to know who's talking and what the place they're in looks like.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language? i'm a sucker for it, but if they're written in a language i know i will be critic of the translation used - and if i know the author i will suggest a translation that in my opinion is better.

First fandom you wrote in? aforementioned kpop fandom. no, i will not disclose what group or pairing.

Favorite fic you've written? I Had Some Time (With You) and we all have a hunger. but also mh fp, ciayaq? and psau2 that live in my wips folder. (and if y'all want to tell me what's your favourite of my silly little fics, let me know!)

i guess i have to tag 20 people now, i don't know who's done this already so forgive me if you did.

(mae, chrissy, consider your previous tags as tagging for the game lmao)

@father-salmon @underwaterninja13 @leojfitz @read-and-write- @littlemisskittentoes @galitzine-nick @inexplicablymine @affectionatelyrs @gayrootvegetable @wordsofhoneydew @emmalostinwonderland @rockyroadkylers @three-drink-amy @theprinceandagcd @imyourhoneybeespn @princehgejfmw @absolute-audacity @firenati0n

[scenetocause]

first line game

wrote something so insane self-flaggelatory here even i realised it needed to get edited out but uhhhh finally did this i guess thank you for tagging me a lot. last ten works in reverse, first lines.

do you think it's cute that i'm so fucking stupid? (loscar buzzfeed unsolved au) “It’s a mystery house, ” Logan says it with a big hand gesture that doesn’t mean anything, except that he’s excited. And a dickhead. 

shoreline i see when i'm off course (loscar and mando, a/b/o) Oscar’s not bothered, exactly, at the idea of having an unmated alpha for a team mate. 

simply stare but continue to eat (loscar, vague mando, logan/maxf/oscar) "Hey," Oscar's a bit surprised to see Max, he hasn't been at any of the races so far this season and it's not like he wants to ask some kind of awkward question like 'is it too painful to be there' or 'are you still trying to get a drive' but he'd assumed Max was avoiding the whole situation.

well past the weeds (george/toto but really more like george/merc, toto/merc) It’s about the team. It’s always, always about the team.

feel it in my fate now (landoscar) Lando’s so. Yes. Especially in MTC.

climb up to your lips (R63 girloscar landoscar) Lando likes to think he has a fairly good handle on his own tastes: brunettes a bit shorter than him, who preferably don’t love sushi or at least can live with only eating it when he’s not there.

(oh lando bless you how wrong you were)

that dog in me (landoscar puppy play) "Don't you ever get homesick?" Oscar could count the number of people he'd less like to be having this conversation with than Lando Norris on one hand and one of them's the bored immigration officer who had to tell him he'd not got his passport stamped right in Doha.

so far, i've given it up (landoscar, plane sex) “Oscar.” Lando using his full name can’t mean anything good, from experience. “What the fuck are those?”

tired of only breathing alone (mando, maxf/pietra, maxf/lando/pietra) Of course it’s. Complicated.

in you, too (landoscar puppy play post-hungary) “I think it would be good,” Andrea says, gently, after the unmitigated disaster that is the post-race video. “If you were to talk together, perhaps privately.”

bc my titles are almost always lyrics here's the songs they're all from too haunted by laura les (do you think it's cute that i'm so fucking stupid/tell me that it is cus i'm tired of being useless) cut copy me by petula clark (cut copy me, i'm all yours/a shoreline i see when i'm off course) doesn't matter by christine & the queens (& the guys simply stare but continue to eat) rabbit will run by iron & wine (& judgement is just like a cup that we share/i'll jump over the wall & i'll wait for you there/well past the weeds in our visions of things to come) hopes up by drama (both feel it in my fate now and so far i've given it up but the lyrics don't really apply contextually, i just like the idea of all the warmth of the song for grotty but affectionate workplace fucking) wild girl by kito & empress of but it's the paul woodford remix (i'm not jealous, i'm not frightened/climb up to your lips, with a swiftness) the distance by totally enormous extinct dinosaurs (how long must i wait for this love/i'm tired of only breathing alone)

[elihashadenough]

Pairing: max verstappen x male reader (could be read by masc presenting people)

Summary: sometimes things go right in the moment but will they always be right? can they survive through the hardships of love? can their love hold the test of a treacherous path of love?

a/n: part 5 is here, sorry if the upload was later then i usually post, i've been a little busy with some things but here it is now. I also apologize to leo...sorry leo and yeah i hope you enjoy it :)

-> do not repost, copy or translate my works nor post them anywhere else. Read at your own risk. Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated.

[series masterlist]

{that race weekend}

{snippet}

You walked into the paddock with Max behind you, pulling of your helmet and balaclava. You heard max scoffed before saying “so you are just going to walk away” you closed your eyes taking a deep breath not wanting to have a argument, your head was already aching with everything that had been happening the past week “very mature of you y/n” 

You finally turn and face him, helmet in hand voice trying to keep its composure “you wanna talk about it fine, what the fucking hell was that, max?!” Max pulled back a little, his defence mechanism coming out “I-I didn’t see you coming up on me! I was focused on the cars ahead” you shook your head “you didn’t see me…you didn’t see me my ass! At every turn you kept blocking me!” you could feel your control on your voice slipping “It was a racing incident, you know I wouldn't do that intentionally! It's racing, things happen!”  max says as he walks closer to you gesturing at the track, your voice raised as you replied “yeah, yeah things happen when someone’s being reckless and aggressive on the track! Putting their life and others lives in danger max!” 

“oh and what about you, huh? You were trying to push just hard, cutting me off like that! You knew I was there!” you hated fighting with max but he had just been getting on your nerves this whole week “I had already passed you, Max! you crashed into me cause you can’t tolerate anyone passing you, can you?!” max looked at you dead square, his hands clenched into a fist “don’t you dare!”

“don’t I dare what? Tell you the truth max!” you were getting angrier by the second “don’t you dare put this all on me y/n! you always do this blame others for your mistakes!!” you were a little taken aback, in two years he never called you by your name even if you both were arguing, it was always your nickname, y/n/n. as you looked back at him he was gone as you stood there looking at the door of his waiting room slamming shut.

i haven't proof read this so if there were any mistakes, i'm sorry. But i hope you all enjoyed this. I hope you all have a wonderful day/night ❤️

tagging: @leosxrealm, @miloformula123fan, @woozarts

[justsomeoneunordinary]

i've seen here on tumblr all kinds of ways writers (or people who want to fic rec just a single fic) share their fics from ao3 on here - sometimes just the link and maybe added the summery and/or the tags, other times a screenshot of the fic with a link to it, in some cases i think some writers even copy pasted all tags on here, etc.

and while you should share your fic however you want to, i hope you guys know you can just:

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et voilà:

which takes less than a minute 👍

[boogiewoogieweeb]

4, 10, 19, 39, 55!

hello nonnie! thank you very much for the asks - i hope my answers will be satisfactory! 🌹🌹🌹

4. Where do you find inspiration for new ideas?

as cliched as it sounds, everywhere really. all it takes for a fic idea to form is for me to see or experience something interesting and apply it to whichever characters i'm currently obsessed with. a good example of this would be my joplittle sexsomnia au - it was born from reading an article posted to reddit about how extreme stress or emotional trauma can induce this condition, and what the partners of people who suffer from it have to deal with. my brain extrapolated on this by going, "neat! now let's apply that to edward little and see where it goes!". and so now i'm a quarter of the way through a wip about the first lieutenant of hms terror getting up to sexcapades in his sleep :D

10. Cltr+f "blinks" on your WIP & copy paste the first sentence/paragraph that comes up

you would not believe how many of my wips i actually had to dig through (eight, it was eight) before i actually found one where i've used the word "blinks". anyway, here's wonderwall the snippet:

“Then I should hope to always be fortunate enough to have a Second so steadfast in his dedication as you have proven yourself to be, Lieutenant Little.” The words settle over Edward like a warm weight; an anchor dropped in calm waters, and he blinks harshly to stem the prick of tears that burn suddenly at the back of his eyes.

19. What is the most-used tag on your ao3?

the filters on my works page tells me that apparently, it's #humor. followed in short order by #angst, #drama, and #drabble in combined second-place. which really tells you everything you need to know about me as a person, probably.

39. Share a snippet from a WIP

this is one i've been sitting on for more than a month now, following some conversation with two of my favourite people, lily and helen, on the topic of the parallels between little and crozier in the terror. it's a fic that's almost as close to my heart as my "ned quits the navy" au, and it's coincidentally also the same fic where i pulled the "blinks" snippet from:

He’s going to lose the fingers, at the very least.

What had started out as frostbite has grown into something far, far more insidious; the rigid blue-white of hardened flesh having first given way to purple bloating, then to leathery, blistered brown, and finally to black decay; variegated streaks of reddish-grey striating from the tips all the way down towards the line of his knuckles.

Worse yet is the smell whenever he peels the bandages off; a faint, nauseating, slightly sweet stench that reminds him of the time when, as boys, he and James had once come upon a dead fox while out riding one afternoon - flyblown and baking in the stifling summer heat, its noxious and festering body bloated with gas and rot.

The first time he’d seen – truly seen – how bad his hand had gotten, he’d rushed outside to empty his heaving stomach into the fine fresh dusting of snow that had settled over the outpost like a blanket.

It hurts to use, nowadays. He can’t properly make a fist anymore for how swollen his hand’s become, and every touch now is its own bright, stinging agony.

Edward stares dully at his left hand in mild disgust before wrapping it again, tight enough to send pain coursing down his wrist and all the way up to his elbow; rolling waves of needling fire that beat in time with his pulse. He’s taken to doing this alone in one of the woodsheds on the outskirts of the fort, though if pressed, he wouldn’t have been able to answer as to why.

He’s shaking by the time he finishes, trembling as if palsied, breathing hard as if he'd just run a mile. But his hand is bandaged once more, and the damage is hidden from sight. In time, Edward knows, he will need to see to the matter of its removal.

He will lose the fingers, sure enough; if not more. It doesn’t matter. There are worse things to lose in life than a hand.

55. Of the characters you write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers/readers’ reactions to certain ones?

oh, i'd have to say it's my best boy edward little. he's far and away the character i've come to empathize with and relate to the most - probably ever - and so that makes it easier for me to get into the headspace required to write things from his perspective. as for being swayed by the reactions of others to how i write him, i don't think i am, not really. i certainly greatly appreciate and enjoy reading comments that praise my characterization, but i like to think i have a pretty clear and well-defined enough grasp of my blorbo whenever i do manage to bang out a few words on the old keyboard that i'm quietly confident in my ability to portray him relatively faithfully and accurately.

and that about covers it! once again thank you so much for taking the time to get to know a bit more about me and my writing process, nonnie! it was a lot of fun coming up with answers to your questions!

[starrystevie]

hiya everyone! the month of june is a big one for not only myself personally but also for this blog so we'll be celebrating a few things:

my own birthday on june 24th!

reaching 2k followers! (which is still mind blowing where did y'all come from)

pride month!

now i may not be a gif maker or edit maker, but i do want to celebrate by interacting with you all in the ways i know how! i'm going to be hosting what i like to call "roll for...?", a mysterious way to get stranger things content from me for the rest of the month. starting today, june 13, you can send me in asks for things to roll for (just make sure you go over the rules before sending in an ask pls <3)

if you're interested in participating, click the read more for the rules!

how it works:

i'll have the following categories to pick from: drabble, playlist, or aesthetic/moodboard. pick one of those categories and then select up to 3 of the following subcategories for me to roll specifics for: ship, trope, vibe/colors, length, era, crossover. whatever subcategories go unchosen, i can use if i want to! each of the subcategories will have a few options in them that i will then roll for to leave the final product up to the luck of the roll. if needed, any additional details will be left up to me! if you would like it to be entirely my pick, please select 3 ships listed below for me to choose from and i will take it from there. warning, some categories will be easier for me to combine than others (ie vibe with crossover might be challenging) so please take every post with a grain of salt. this is all just for fun. these will be posted as i can get them done, so feel free to send in asks whenever you want to! i will stop accepting asks for this project on june 30th but will probably still have things to post after that. all posts will be tagged with #rollfor2023 to help keep things organized.

important to know!:

if you have any triggers or things you wouldn't want to me to include, please let me know what to avoid. i'll honor it no questions asked. all drabbles will be rated anywhere from general to mature with absolutely zero explicit smut unless you tell me you are comfortable with it being included. overcommunicate with me and we'll both be happy campers!

subcategory specifics:

ship: 1. steve/eddie, 2. robin/nancy, 3. robin/chrissy, 4. jonathan/argyle, 5. joyce/hopper, 6. bee's pick of steve ship (platonic or romantic) trope: 1. enemies to lovers, 2. friends to lovers, 3. one bed, 4. the italicized 'oh', 5. soulmates, 6. bee's pick of shop au vibe/colors: 1. whimsical/pastels, 2. angst/dark muted, 3. hopeless romantic/soft pinks, 4. cheerful/bright & bold, 5. bittersweet/blues & greys, 6. angry/dark reds length (around a certain word/song count): 1. 100-300 words/3 songs, 2. 300-500 words/5 songs, 3. 500-750 words/8 songs, 4. 750-1000 words/10 songs, 5. 1000-1500 words/15 songs, 6. bee's pick era: 1. ancient greek, 2. 1980s, 3. modern/2020s, 4. 1800s wild west, 5. 1940s, 6. unspecified fantasy world timeline ala lotr or got crossover (all chosen from my favorites!): 1. moulin rogue, 2. across the universe, 3. bee's pick of disney movie, 4. grishaverse, 5. glee, 6. supernatural

an example ask (can copy / paste if you'd like!):

i would like a drabble with a roll for ship, length, and crossover. avoid character death and mentions of drugs.

i hope this makes sense, so please let me know if you have questions! i'm truly just wanting to do something fun for the hell of it because isn't that we're all here for anyway?! rejoining the fandom side of tumblr this time last year has been such a great decision. i've been able to meet so many of you wonderful people and remember what it's like to enjoy fandom spaces again without shame. best of all, it's gotten me writing again, which had been such a big part of my hobbies that i had pushed aside. getting back into writing as a way to express myself and make content with some fucking guys from some fucking tv show has made a massive difference in my happiness over the last year.

i thank you all so sincerely for being with me along the ride. tagging some of my beloved buds here in no possible order because if it weren't for y'alls support, i never would have written half the things i have. thank you from the bottom of my heart, truly <3

@buckleydiaz @thefreakandthehair @yournowheregirl @scoops-stevie @gothbat99 @bayouteche @toburnup @stevethehairington @judasofsuburbia @henderdads @sharpbutsoft @kkpwnall @figthefruitfaeth @fastcardotmp3 @fragilecapric0rnn @wynnyfryd @stargyles @jeysuso @bitchsteve @lovespiralls @riality-check @cheatghost @legitcookie @hellsfireclub @sanguineterrain @kingofscoops @roykentt @sidekick-hero