#i think what's really putting me off is that i wrote a bb fic this year that i'm so unbelievably disappointed in

[fragileizywriting]

am i still screen poisoned or am i procrastinating on writing a blowjob.

and it's not like i don't know how to write it; i'm doing a rewrite, for god's sake, no one is going to kill me for just staring at the original and just rewriting it to— hopefully— sound a little hotter the second time. and yet i'm staring at my computer like

why am i so sad...???

[steddieunderdogfics]

This week’s writer spotlight feature is: @thisusernameisunavailable01! Thisusernameisunavailable has 85 fics in the Stranger Things fandom on AO3 and 69 of them are in the Steddie tag!

@dame-zoom-a-lot recommends the following works by @thisusernameisunavailable01:

blue skies over suburbia

friday night bible study

be kind & rewind (the only prison I see here is time

dumb, delusional, and maybe a little desperate

it came from beneath Hawkins Lab

"I have yet to read a scene in their fics that didn't end up sticking with me in some way. If you look at their catalog, you'll see so many different kinks, so many AUs, so many degrees of angst. And they're all incredible.

"They don't only write taboo / dead dove subjects. But when they do, they're so good at showing both the appeal of dead dove fantasies, and what the consequences would look and feel like in real life. I have a lot of squeaks, but I'll always at least give my squeak a try if they wrote about it. It's like watching a masterfully crafted train wreck-- beautiful, bleak, and something I just can't look away from." -- @dame-zoom-a-lot

Below the cut, @thisusernameisunavailable01 answered some questions about their writing process and some of their recommended work!

Why do you write Steddie?

I have been a fan of Stranger Things since season one. Steve has always been my favorite character, but he never had a ship that stuck with me quite like Steddie. Once I started writing, I couldn't really stop and it brought me back to Fandom culture, which makes it even more enjoyable to create. 

What’s your favorite trope to READ?

I actually don't think I have favorite. I will read almost anything if it's Steddie. I guess I can be a sucker for fix its, and I do like when there are sci-fi/upside down elements to a story too. I like a little of everything. 

What’s your favorite trope to WRITE?

Oh, I have a lot. Strangers or even Enemies to Lovers is probably my favorite. I also enjoy writing Eddie how I really see him-, charming, in his own way, but a little socially inept and awkward around Steve. Also, liking steddie has enabled me to explore so many crossovers and that has been fun too.

What’s your favorite Steddie fic?

I have so many. The first steddie fic I ever read, I still love is & it's- that's one romantic poltergeist by appledagger. My newest favorite is from this year's bb- It's Only Forever by Hbyrde.

Is there a trope you’re excited to explore in a future work but haven’t yet?

I'm writing omegaverse for the first time, if that counts. It's fun so far 💖

What is your writing process like?

Honestly, I have ADHD. My process is usually…get an idea, write obsessively about the idea until it's done, or procrastinate for several months until I'm finished with it. Sometimes projects die off and never see the light of day ever again (unfortunate)

Do you have any writing quirks?

I write complete first drafts using only my phone.

Do you prefer posting when you’ve finished writing or on a schedule?

My schedule is more like…post three chapters back to back…sit on the rest for 8 months (apologies)

Which fic are you most proud of?

The benefit of not wanting to run away this time. It's older steddie and I put way too many pieces of myself into it, but it is definitely still my favorite project.

How did you get the idea for it came from beneath Hawkins Lab?

I love old sci-fi and horror movies. I also always wanted to write Eddie coming back as a monster. The trope was something I had loved since I first started reading steddie fics, but every time I started one it never came out right. So while I was watching a movie one day I ended up writing the whole opening scene to the fic and in my head, I imagined it in the style of an old horror movie, in black and white. Then it was my entry into the big bang that year, which made me actually finish it.

When writing it came from beneath Hawkins Lab, what was something you didn’t expect?

The fact that at first I had written Eddie as Kas or at least as a vampire. That changed during the writing process and he ended up being more like a Frankenstein esque monster.

What inspired dumb, delusional, and maybe a little desperate?

My insatiable love for Steve Harrington…I feel like most of my PwPs could be derived from that very same reason.

What was your favorite part to write from be kind & rewind (the only prison I see here is time)?

Exes To lovers never gets enough hype and I also got to write a little platonic Eddie and Chrissy, which I adore. I guess I just liked making the boys fall back in love again.

How do/did you feel writing friday night bible study?

Haha…it was a sequel to my kinktober/PriestSteve fic and honestly, I feel like we all need more Priest Steve.

What was the most difficult part of writing blue skies over suburbia?

Setting up the scenes. It's told from Steve's POV but he is an unreliable narrator. You are never really sure if what he's describing is accurate, but you start to believe it too because of Eddie's not so sweet characterization. At the end, even I was asking what just happened.

Do you have a favorite scene and/or line from any of your fics?

Anything under the tag crack treated seriously…also writing Eddie's inner thoughts gives me pure joy. I also loved the AIM chatspeak scenes I wrote for this year's bb fic. 

Do you have any upcoming projects or fics you’d like to share/promote?

Sure! for anyone who enjoys #metaldeputy (Eddie Munson × Gator Tillman crossover) I'm currently posting soothe, which is a 4 part omegaverse piece. I'm also working on finishing the sleaze series & hope to post another #metaldeputy series around Christmas time. For good ol steddie, I already have a very classic, sharing the bed trope fic planned for the holidays. 

Thank you to our author, @thisusernameisunavailable01, and our nominator, @dame-zoom-a-lot! See more of Thisusernameisunavailable's works featured on our page throughout the day!

Writer’s Spotlight is every Wednesday! Want to nominate an author? You can nominate them here!

[ms-moonlight-inn]

✨ AO3 Wrapped 2024 ✨

I can't believe we've reached the end of the year. It's been a beautiful treasure trove of fics and art this year, thank you to all the creators! And thank you for tagging me in this trip down '24 memory lane @energievie @mybrainismelted @jrooc @blue-disco-lights @em-harlsnow

1. How many words have you written this year? I got in 150,814 words this year on A03, plus the two @galladrabbles that I wrote, so 150,814 + 200 = 151,014.

2. How many works did you publish this year? 13! Holy shit, that's actually not bad. (Wait, actually 15 with the two Tumblr drabbles.)

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

This year? Off, I'm just gonna mention the first one that came to mind: Eyes Of Disarray & Shame-proof. Wait, I also write Re-boyfriendling this year. Damn it! Why choose just one?

4. What work of yours has the most hits?

This year it's All I Wanna Do, which I co-wrote with @notherenewjersey.

5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected? 

That would be All I Wanna Do with 157 individual comment threads.

6. Favorite title you used.

I'm particularly partial to Re-boyfriendling.

7. If you use song lyrics, which artist's songs did you pull from the most?

I only used lyrics once this year? That was "Antennas" by Rancid.

8. Pairing you wrote the most for this year? Ian & Mickey 

9. Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?

I really like the rare pair I have (sporadically) been writing for The Bear: Baby Steps. 

10. What work was the quickest to write?

Nothing I write happens quickly. I'm a chronic overthinker; even when I'm not actively putting words in the page, my brain is still going in circles about the choices available to the storyline I'm working on.

11. What work took you the longest to write?

The Creamery. 

12. How many WIPs do you have in your docs for next year?

No comment. LOL

13. What's your longest work of the year?

All I Wanna Do, but only by a little bit.

14. What's your shortest work of the year?

Enough Ain't The Test

15. What WIP are you taking into next year with you?

The Big Bang fic I'm working in with @notherenewjersey.

16. What's your most common "Additional Tags" tag?

This year? Oof... I think it's "This is stupid." & "The writer regrets nothing."

17. Your favorite character to write this year?

Mickey.

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

From the book, "King & the Dragonflies," Sandy Sanderson.

19. What's one pairing you want to explore next year?

Al of them! LOL.

20. Which work of yours have you reread the most?

It's a tie between Re-boyfrindling & Eyes of Disarray.

21. How many kudos in total did you get this year?

1,529. Not bad at all, especially considering that I haven't posted in forever. A huge thank you to all my readers.

22. Which work has the most comments?

All I Wanna Do

23. Did you do any collaborative works this year?

Yes! My favorite co-writer, @notherenewjersey, & I collab'ed a lot this year. Thank you, bb!

24. Did you write any gifts this year?

YES! I wrote Re-byfriending for @lingy910y.

25. Did you receive any gifts this year?

Yes! (sorry if my tired brain doesn't remember your @)

The Dock Scene (but not as you know it) by @bawlbrayker for me & @jrooc

A Tale of Two Foreskins by @bawlbrayker for me, @wehangout,  commonthugs, sleepyheadgallavich

HOTTOGO by @notherenewjersey for me

The very cool Gallavich/Blink 182 art that I received from @deathclassic. I have to find the link... I'll be back in a bit for that. FOUND IT! Click here.

26. What's your most common category/trope?

hurt/comfort

27. What do you listen to while writing?

Really depends on the state if my ADHD at the moment. Sometimes I require silence; other times, I thirve off of the chaos.

28. Favorite work you wrote this year?

TBH, all of them. I love everything I write. If I didn't, nothing would ever get finished.

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

From Happy Wish Night, Asshole, “Put your fucking leg down! We can see your balls!” Ian screams.

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

I'm absolutely astounded everytime I post something & it receives positive attention. Every, Time.

OMG, I can't believe I finished this.

[lets-zofifi-stuff]

Plex Gossip

I just found it on my disc. I wrote a fanfiction for Solar Lunacy by @bamsara and forgot?! I decided it's boring and never showed it to anybody but now i reread and it's not so bad?

It's just a short crack fic set somewhere in one of the ealier chapters.

It is a group chat session of five staff members of Megapizzaplex

And they are gossiping about the Reader

I initially thought I am going to wite those on the ENTIRETY of SL but in later chapters everybody got fired so...

Enjoy?

==============================

Dave123: 

yall remember that newbe that got hired recenly?!

5mind: 

no?

Dave123: 

you know 

the one that always looks like they're gonna pass out or start yelling? 

that one?

troublet: 

we all look like that 

sometimes

some of us more often than others

Dave123: 

often seen chasing steffs around

trying to get off the socks stuck on them?

5mind: 

socks with magnets

THE PLAGUE

steffs rest in pieces XD

broz4urus: 

is this the one that always gets their cleaning cart stuck in places? :/

Tris: 

Always? I only saw that happen once.

broz4urus: 

i twice

they are on a warpath with that cart :D

Dave123: 

Yeah! thats them!

Does anybody know their name?

5mind: 

no?

troublet: 

nope

broz4urus: 

nada!

Tris: 

I don’t think I've ever seen them talk to anybody, actually.

Do they know about the group chat?

5mind:

I don’t think so? 

somebody would have to tell them first, no?

troublet: 

what about thm 

Dave123: 

Have you noticed they are spending a lot of time in the daycare?

broz4urus: 

dude why are you stalking some kid XD

Dave123: 

im not!!!

i just noticed thatss all

troublet: 

why do you think they are spending too much time in the daycare?

Dave123: 

that damn banners in DC are always getting busted somehow

troublet: 

wh do u think they r spending too much time in the dc

Dave123: 

one of them begin to flicker 

at least once per week

who do yall think has to fix it?

troublet:

would you just answer

Dave123:

ME! thats who

im heading there right after closing

to fix yet another damn banner

again

so karens would stop being hysterical 

broz4urus:

dude XD

Dave123:

about epilepsy hazard

and newbie is always there 

get it?

every 

single 

time

Tris:

Epilepsy is real, Dave. >:(

5mind:

so dude likes to take a break in a place

that is quiet and covered in pillow mats

so what

Dave123:

but is it really about mats?

daycare attendant is always around them somewhere

jumping around like crazy

broz4urus:

isn’t he always like this?

troublet: 

not really?

it is jumpy true

but it hates employees usually

Dave123: 

especially techs

troublet:

if u think it hates techs u should see what it does to daycare assistants

Tris: 

Is there a position like that?

troublet:

not anymore

Dave123: 

im telling you something is up with them

they only spend time with DA

5mind:

well i saw them talking to monty the other day

Dave123: 

see?

Who is hanging out with Monty these days?

that bot is crazy!

5mind:

hmh always trashing his room 

or himself

do you know he did that again?

Dave123: 

oh 

Is it the Big Bucket time already?

troublet:

no it was an elevator this time

i know bc i had to put him together

took us all day

he was a salt mine all the way through

5mind:

LOL an alligator vs the elevator

i swear

it’s even better than the BB time

troublet:

better for WHO

broz4urus:

hey! Monty is a cool dude.

stop that >:(

5mind:

u only says that bc u don have to work near him

i was relieved to have a day long break from his mood swings

he and the newbie got into some serious fight i heard

Mont said something about trashing them into a garbage chute

i think

Tris: 

He did what?!

5mind:

well he didn’t ACTUALLY trash them

tbh

he just threatened

Tris: 

I did not know they are allowed to say things like that?

troublet:

you have no idea

5mind:

you are working with mr. goody two shoes Fredbear

dad friend to end all dad friends

the ultimate cinamonroll

broz4urus:

I DARE to disagree

DJ is the ultimate cinamonroll

i miss him

Tris: 

David, be honest with us.

Is this going to be another crazy conspiracy theory of yours?

Dave123:

no

and what do you mean by another?!

Tris: 

Another like the one about a previous arcade assistant 

who got crazy because of the arcades?

Dave123:

but he did! 

that is a fact!

he stopped leaving the building for the nights

and he was spitting gibberish about needing to rescue a princess!

5mind:

it only proves that he was unstable

he was probably not taking his medications or smth

broz4urus:

tbh

some of the machines ARE getting weird sometimes

but you also said that the plex is on the ruins of some old pizzeria

like, underground pizza? come on! ;D

Tris: 

If the newbe is always in the Daycare right after the closing, 

they probably have tasks to do there, just like you.

Why is this even so important?

Dave123:

what tasks? cleaning?! 

that bot can clean the whole playground it a second

the only reason they would give that task to a newbie 

would be if the weirdo was slacking off on purpose

5mind:

or sent the request

they can do that

sometimes I wonder why can’t we

troublet:

we can

they’re just gonna ignore us

5mind:

the poor coffee machine will never come back to life ;(

Dave123:

but it will stay in our hearts U_U

but i am just saying

the daycare is pretty self sufficient, yes?

it only needs for someone to get the trash and laundry out

and the fresh supplies in

thats it

you don’t need to sit there for hours

unless you wanna

Tris: 

Okay, let’s be over with it.

What are you saying they are doing there?

Dave123:

dating

5mind:

LOL!!!

troublet:

you can’t be serious

Tris: 

Well, there are many people who are into animatronic really.

Especially the Glamrocks.

broz4urus:

poor Roxy

she gets a ton of weird fanart

Dave123:

I am 1000% serious

telling you, they are totally into bots

5mind:

or are u projecting

Dave123:

fuck you man

broz4urus:

stop stalking Dave!

Tris:

I agree. You are being creepy.

5mind:

you are jealous because Roxy rejected you that one time

Dave123:

okay y’all can fuck off

People of the drama:

Dave123

General tech, gossiper, conspiracist

Text style: frantic

DCA used pronouns: it/its

broz4urus

Arcade assistant, chill guy

Text style: funny

DCA used pronouns: he/his

5mind

Monty’s handler, confused, jokester

Text style: lazy

DCA used pronouns: it/its

troublet

Animatronic tech, experienced, bitter

Text style: tired

DCA used pronouns: it/its

Tris

Freddy’s handler, fairly new, good girl, polite

Text style: tidy

[hazbinshusk]

first of all hai hello i updated my pinned post if u wanna know more ab me n the shit i'm into second of all i canNOT stop thinking about the dancing scene. soft blitz is real and i LOOOOVE it with this new material i'm thinking about what his love languages might be... hmmm... i mean acts of service for sure i saw one post, though i can't remember who it was from- they talked ab the idea of blitz's love language being like- giving attention? mayhaps? anyway that aside, now that i'm somewhat geared up for writing, it'll probably be just a bunch of self-ship dialogue and rambles for blitz x the hopeless romantic and sensitive sinner but I'M SO EXCITED????

this COULD be an idea for you, i might write something for it as well, but i think a good start could be introducing/combining christmas/holiday of choice and sinsmas traditions, like different foods or activities, that could give you some soft stuff to branch off of since the holidays make me feel warm n comfy-cozy sometimes :3

thought about making pinterest boards again,,, i'd be happy to make some for stuff you write or for help with scenes or settings if you want cuz i REALLY like making pinterest boards and it helps me a lot with my idea process,,, it may not be exactly what you envision because we're different people n all that but maybe just for funsies :3

sorry this is like a whole sandwich worth of shit but i woke up with the need to WRITE !!

clo! I meant to reply to this and then I was like, no, wait 'til you have enough time to answer it properly and then got distracted by the holiday and whoops it's midnight but here I am! 😅

that dance has been living rent free in my mind since I watched it. I feel like I've watched it at least once an hour every hour since then?? because they're just so soft and warm and blitz's voice in the scene and omg brandon how do you go from "get your hands off my bottom biiiiitch" to the softness of "only as creative as you were flexible" and not expect me to like, die?

I feel like blitz has like, most of the love languages in his repetoire, which is ridiculous considering how emotionally constipated the lizard usually is lol. I think definitely physical touch and acts of service, and I'd say quality time too (having moxxie and millie days on his calendar, and honestly in the last episode words of affirmation seems like a big one (honestly, not a surprise when you look at how he talks to his loony-toony lol). I wouldn't be surprised if he hits all of them and gift-giving is one too, even if they're weird gifts. Like his version of a cat bringing you dead things because it loves you lmao.

I can't wait to see what you come up with! I feel like I'm not seeing as much blitz x reader content as I was when I first joined the fandom, which makes me sad. I need more of it!

It's so funny that you're idea is so similar to that christmas fic request I just put out today lol. I definitely need to write more cuddly blitz fics, just curled up together and sharing space. ugh, little gremlin man I love yoooou.

that would be amazing! I've never really had anyone make anything based on my writing! (I had a friend who would make banners for me back when I wrote spuffy fic for buffy the vampire slayer though). I would love to see what you come up with - it'll tell me how accurate my descriptive writing is lol!

Happy holidays bb!

[aprillikesthings]

GOOD MORNING (afternoon actually) time for more she-ra

(I actually started this episode last night lol but wasn't able to finish it)

s5 ep3 corridors

oh this episodes starts with the intro instead of an open. okay.

nnnoooooo

Not only do Catra's ears do a little twitch but it makes a really adorable noise????

Also I just looked at my fic to make sure I mention that Catra's eyes glow a little and got distracted rereading my own porn lolol but yes I did already edit that into a scene

man I feel sad for both of them here. they're both just little kids--with like, zero good role models :(

poor babies

anyway, nice segue

oh those lights are explosions. oh. :(

would you like some heavy-handed but appropriate symbolism

but also the clones are basically stalking her every move, and she runs into the clone that's actually Hordak

I wanted to get a screenshot of her smoothing down her hair and accidentally got whatever this is lol

but yeah Hordak is like "I don't know what you're talking about. anyway go away."

LOL

The ship shuts down and stops in space which is really funny because THAT'S NOT HOW SPACE WORKS unless you're fighting the gravity of a nearby planet or star or something you should maintain your speed forever

but whatever, fantasy universe, plot, etc.

awwwww Catra and Glimmer are talking again. Their banter is so easy to read as flirtatious, too.

It is a struggle not to screenshot every single facial expression they make during this scene.

...Also, I should read my friend's Glitra fics.

THEY'RE SO CUTE

Glimmer mentions specifically raiding the kitchen for cake enough times that I'm 99% sure I subconsciously remembered it when I wrote that short fic that includes it considering I wrote/posted it before I got to any of the mentions of it in my re-watch.

She even mentions eating it with her hands and here I thought it might be weird that I put it in the story lolol

I forgot entire huge portions of plot but remembered Glimmer likes to sneak into the kitchen to eat cake with her hands.

(they're talking about sleepovers)

UGH THIS SCENE IS SO GOOD also the look on Catra's face while she talks about Adora during happier times 🥺

SHIT Daci came upstairs okay I gotta finish this tomorrow

it is now tomorrow :D

don't mind me gonna rewatch this whole scene because it's so painfully sweet

OH ALSO one of the things that's good to note for myself later (re: character stuff) is that Catra is still a little shit here. She opens the conversation by taunting Glimmer about her failed attempts at escape, and when Glimmer pushes back she initially starts to leave.

So yeah. She's always still a bit of a brat.

ALSO I want to note that part of the reason they're willing to tolerate each other at all is that, at this point in the plot, they've both done Pretty Bad Shit. Whether it's the same amount of bad shit is a matter of debate, but Glimmer feels horribly guilty for trying to use the Heart of Etheria and allowing Horde Prime to find them--she's even the reason Catra is on the ship. So they're sort of equals at this point. I don't think Glimmer would be friendly to Catra to quite the same extent if she didn't have that hanging over her. I could be wrong though.

But also yeah they're still very similar people.

look at how soft she is ;_;

but yeah Glimmer's talking here, and oof, look at Catra

do you also have some regrets bb

;_;

and then she gets up and walks off without a word to Glimmer

lol the claws on the wall, absent-mindedly. I know why she's doing that--the urge to leave a mark, however minor--"I was here"--to be even the tiniest thorn in the side of an enemy that unfathomably powerful.

another allusion to Christianity

they went for (synthesized) Gregorian chanting here instead of the organ

oh no it's that fucked-up baptism thing D:

(true story: a lot of churches are willing to baptize you more than once, especially if they're weirdoes and don't think other churches' baptisms count. The Episcopal Church, like most mainline protestant denominations, won't re-baptize you--if your previous baptism was done with the Trinitarian formula ("Father, Son, and Holy Spirit") it counts. This actually gets tricky if you were baptized as a Mormon, because they do use the Trinitarian formula, but they mean entirely different things by it! In some parts of the country you'll get rebaptized, in others you won't. Sometimes they'll do what's called a conditional baptism, where they literally say "If you are not baptized, [name], I baptize you in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit." Like. They insert a "just in case" clause. They also do this for people who just do not know if they were baptized--like if you can't ask your parents whether you were baptized as a baby because they're dead/no-contact. Anyway I was seven when I got baptized, so I remember it, which is nice; but I did text my mom about it when I was about to get confirmed and it turned out she'd kept my baptismal certificate all these years?!)

I don't know if they were going for The Meme this time--I don't think so? it's just a good way to frame this scene? --but I cannot unsee it

oof it must hurt to admit that, but also, it must be a bit of a relief to actually GENUINELY NOT KNOW and be unable to give away anything

"And yet you seek to protect her" dude has her number that's a fact

oh god he tells her to get info from Glimmer D:

"If I could tell you where Adora is I would! She's my enemy! I want her gone!" oh baby you're so convinced

at this point in the plot I'm not entirely sure he's wrong, but of course he misunderstands why it's a bad thing and the solution to it

(I get that a sprinkle of water on your head is a totally valid baptism but also I think more mainline churches should have full-immersion options bc I just think it makes sense from a symbolism standpoint. I know some mainline churches will allow you to do it if you're an adult getting baptized. Depends on the church/clergy.)

ANYWAY real glad that baptismal fonts/pools aren't electrified

And yes bringing Catra there was a threat

And Catra brings Glimmer cake

aww

hm

she could have stood looming over Glimmer here. Instead she's literally on her knees and holding Glimmer's other hand. She doesn't want to intimidate Glimmer into giving her information. She wants Glimmer to kNOW.

Glimmer drops the cake.

I'm gonna chew my fingers off aaaaugh

I'VE HIT THE IMAGE LIMIT i knew I would and I'm only halfway through the episode hold on

[connorsjorts]

Fic tag game! Tagged by the lovely @sweeteatercat , thank you!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 4

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 229,987

3. What fandoms do you write for? DBH

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? I don't even have 5 fics 😅 but here they are in order: 1. he's making a list; i'm checking him out 2. long way home 3. stupid sexy priest 4. make my wish come true

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Always! I haven't responded to comments on my latest chapter yet, but I will. It's really important to me: 1) If someone takes the time to read my work AND share their thoughts with me, that really does mean so much, saying thank you (and clumsily attempting to express the depth of my gratitude in an annoying amount of emojis) is the least I can do; and 2) This is a community! The validation is nice, yes, but I write to connect with people. I love hearing what people have to say and I love to talk with them about it! I've made friends through my ao3 comments, we're all here because we love the same thing, and if you're excited about my silly contributions OF COURSE I'm gonna want to talk to you! Your reactions to the work are just as important as the work itself imo. Art is a conversation!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Probably make my wish come true, just because it's an alternate POV of a scene in a different fic so the main conflict remains unresolved. But it still has a feel-good ending! Sad endings don't exist in my world

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I'm not sure! What do you guys think? Generally in my fics I try to wrap everything up in a happy little bow without everything being too perfect--we still have to work, we still make mistakes, life is still hell; but it's easier when we have each other and have found faith in ourselves.

8. Do you get hate on fics? I haven't yet...... (bracing myself for my first hate comment to come through as soon as I publish this post)

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind? Sure do! I write the over-the-top, too long, lots of emotion, lots of laughing/banter, taking-off-your-pants-is-awkward kind. Sex is cool but friendship is the most romantic thing to me ❤️ I enjoy writing smut the most when they really, genuinely like each other as people.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? I have not and I doubt I would. Probably the closest I would get is an au based on another piece of media (I do dream of a hankcon twin peaks au)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? I have never even considered that being a thing until now

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Someone requested to translate one of my fics but I don't know if it will ever come to fruition. I hope it does though, I would love that!

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before? No but I've briefly discussed it with a friend... now that I'm done with the bb I'll need to contact them and see if they're still interested because I sure am 👀👀

14. What's your all-time favourite ship? Hankconnnnnnnnnn

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will? I started a fic where Connor works in a sex shop and a very vanilla Hank comes in looking for something to spice things up with his girlfriend. He gets some fuzzy handcuffs and they do their job when it comes to Hank's boner, unfortunately that has more to do with Hank fantasizing about the person who sold them to him more than anything else. He breaks up with the girlfriend and most of the fic would be Hank continuing to frequent the sex shop as an excuse to talk to Connor as he gets more and more in over his head thanks to Connor's recommendations. It was really good in my head, but when I put it to paper it just... wasn't. So I'll probably never continue it.

16. What are your writing strengths? Characterization, I think! I get a lot of compliments on it. It's the best feeling when someone falls in love with one of my characters ❤️

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Setting 😖 I like to pepper in details as I go, I really struggle when the scene calls for describing the whole-ass place at once

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? If y'all want a fic about the Duolingo characters, sure. Otherwise I'm sure I'd be abysmal at it. I'm not proficient enough in any other language to get the voice right.

19. First fandom you wrote for? DBH. I am a fic-writing newbie and also I tend to stick with one thing for 4,000 years

20. Favourite fic you've ever written? Probably long way home, it's not as popular as mall santa but there's so much of my soul in that fic. Artistically and thematically, it's very me, and it's also the story that taught me how to write. I had never written any work of fiction before I started it (Hankcon was just that strong) and now I never want to do anything else. Thank you for reading, if you want to play consider yourself tagged! 💖

[celestie0]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZS2RSBkv1/

Ellie I’m gonna cry I was never into any of this stuff until kickoff like the trajectory of my brain chemicals has just been manipulated by ur writing I’m so hyper fixated and ofc the reason I was reading fanfictions in the first place was bc I was victim to the gojo girl labotomising pandemic that came with jjk season 2 like after growing up and being out of anime and all for a good year and a half and then that happened so suddenly when I was literally reluctant and cynical in watching the season on a whim and next thing I knew I was deranged in my gojo/geto/satosugu obsession but girl if I had one wish and I’m being so fr rn like if it had a time limit and I couldn’t have a family discussion to deeply contemplate what would be the most worthwhile wish that they dictate to me, if an angel came down to me and I had like 10 minutes and I had something in my system so I don’t freak tf out and I’m feeling chill and don’t think about being selfish then you’d think I’d wish for gojo to come to life and fuck me into the earth but the logistics of that are fucked so I’m pretty decided that I’d either wish for kickoff gojo to be my bf irl or to be y/n in kickoff and be written by you <3

moral of the story now I love ur fic and version of the characters more than the actual series

I’ve used my sign off too often I hope this isn’t annoying or creepy im just going into college/uni next year and I have a lot of dreams and aspirations so ig kickoff rlly resonated with me in that way

this isn’t the fat ask that’s pending hehe I just wrote this sitting on the doorstep of my house with my shoes still on cause I just got home

imma need a good relaxed night to get that down but I’m sorry I didn’t offer my support earlier I’m glad sm people did bc even though my possessive nature makes me think I’m ur biggest fan the truth is a lot of people are as taken by you and ur work as I am, I just should of typed up something on the matter as soon as I saw ur post but I rlly wanted to put thought into it and any kind of writing is a real chore for me so I’m waiting until I have that down time

ik it’s not much to anticipate but it’s important to me lol I wanna be here for u along with the many other anons

also that TikTok was random but this Olympic lovey doveyness is making me sick while im in such a state

this was never suppose to be this long I belong in yap jail

-spinster anon or wtv

AW SPINSTER ANON!! THAT'S SO SWEET PLEASE!! OF ALL THE WISHES YOU COULD HAVE!!! (yes def look out for your family first though xd...although i can't lie and say i wouldn't at least THINK about wishing for gojo to come to life and put me in a mating press)

TO SAY YOU LOVE THEM MORE THAN THE ACTUAL SERIES CHARACTERS i'll sob stop. and aww i'm so glad kickoff is resonating w you as you start your journey to college!! that's really why i started writing it. there was so many things i wish i had done differently and also so many things i think i took for granted in college, but also so much to celebrate and find joy in! it's hard especially when you don't quite know who you are or what you want and yea i think that's kind of a theme in kickoff, and will be through to the end, but anywho i'm like being very preachy rn haha i wish you best of luck in starting college <3

and aw that's sweet bb thank you, i appreciate you. honeslty the thought enough and to know you love my works is so much support enough!! :'') i appreciate you. and yes that olympic couple was sooo cute i love the way he just picked her up how cute.

[tieronecrush]

bestie!!!

for the ask game:

F: Share a snippet from one of your favourite dialogue scenes you've written and explain why you're proud of it.

R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence?

T: Any fandom tropes you can't stand?

U: Share three of your favourite fic writers and why you like them so much.

HI BB :)))

F: Share a snippet from one of your favourite dialogue scenes you've written and explain why you're proud of it.

The light bounces off the surface of the water, reflecting in his eyes as you hold his gaze and silence falls over the two of you for a handful of heartbeats. He speaks in a hushed voice as if any louder would shatter the moment, “M’gonna marry you. Gonna give you whatever kind of life you want — a house, babies, I’d move across the world with you if you wanted. Middle of nowhere. Whatever you want, Mari.” A smile grows on your face, droplets littering your face as you match his volume, “The only life I want is one with yours.”

this is from my most recent chapter of h&h and idk i feel so attached to lil moments like this cause they feel genuine to me like such simple expressions of love <3

R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence?

ABSOLUTELY there are so many but some highlights would be tumblr wise: YOU EL @swiftispunk @cupofjoel @darkroastjoel @atinylittlepain and so so many more

non-tumblr wise, i would aspire to write something like elif batuman's the idiot, v.e. schwab's the invisible life of addie larue, lily king's writers & lovers, sally rooney's normal people, and of course, i love the classics from jane austen & charlotte bronte & love sylvia plath

a big influence is stories that feel like incredible representations of real life and i can feel what the characters are feeling

T: Any fandom tropes you can't stand?

oh god..........idk there's not a lot that i won't give a shot but i am not a fan of the inexperienced reader who has NO CLUE about anything cause that is just a sure fire way to take me out of the story cause in today's day and age, even if you're sheltered, you're still gonna learn or be exposed to sex

U: Share three of your favourite fic writers and why you like them so much.

you are included in this list and i have told you all the time but i am always in awe of how you build your fics and include such poetic language and also make me go insane cause i fall in love with your characters so quickly. let my barbies marcie and jo kith <3

@swiftispunk -- han is such an incredible writer and makes me want to be better and was my first friend on here and encouraged me to write and i love her so much!!! always and forever a favorite of mine, i would eat up anything han wrote, fic or not!

@atinylittlepain -- GIN my cousin they are seriously so skilled and so creative in their story ideas and character development is just chef's kiss. again, a writer who inspires me! i am putting my gin cap on for a WIP i have attempting to write something with as much depth and beauty as they put into their writing every time.

@ladamedusoif -- the thoughtfulness in rose's stories is so immaculate, i am always transported into the worlds that she builds. it's careful creation but not fragile in the slightest, i can really dig into her stories and characters.

@whatsnewalycat -- hands down writes fics that should be novels. the amount of times i have sobbed or laughed or yelled out loud while reading aly's stories is concerning. i devour everything they post as soon as it's posted and i have had weeks at a time when i have found myself continually thinking about their stories and characters and certain small choices that have left an impact on me.

ask me a question about my fics!

[94hhhjj]

Stuff where I am in that spectrum:

Canon I have never watched/read:

I used to read Supernatural fic before an '"all normal humans" Dean kidnapped Castiel and half convinced him they were soulmates due to an angelic presence via Stockholm Syndrome and some extreme duress non-con' fic made me decide the fandom was too dark for me.

I had a period of time where I was really into the Hannibal fandom, that was when I was really into the whole murderhusbands thing, and apparently so was everyone who'd actually watched the show.

When I first got into omegaverse, I read alot of Teen Wolf fanfics, because I didn't know where else to look for it and that was what popped up the most. The pairing I was into doesn't seem to popular amongst the omegaverse writers in that fandom anymore so I don't really read in that fandom when I'm wanting to read omegaverse anymore.

Had a bunch of stuff where the fanfiction has made me curious about the canon but in the end decided I wasn't interested in canon enough to keep on with it:

I read alot of HP crossovers and then read a bunch of HP fanfictio so I ended up reading the first 2 and 1/2 books of the HP series before giving up and deciding I didn't like JKR's writing because disappointingly her fans wrote better than she did. I do avoid the HP fandom now because it's gotten so toxic but it had some really talented writers.

I tried to watch Lazytown after the "We Are Number One" song and the outpouring of love for the actor who played Robbie Rotten got me curious about the show and that somehow ended with me reading fanfiction that got me fully on the Robbie Rotten is fae train, I never actually watched more than 2 episodes, possibly because I am very much not the target age group.

I have never played Final Fantasy of any version, evne though it all looks extraordinarily gorgeous but I really really enjoy the Sephiroth redemption via someone else's time travel fics. AimeeLouWrites and She_Sees_In_the_dark are particular fav authors of mine there.

I watched one episode of Miraculous Ladybug because I read some really good fics of Adrien running away or otherwise dealing with the drama of who Hawkmoth was. That was before someone named Luka and sentimonsters were introduced. Couldn't really get into the show though. [I'm pretty sure DPxML or DCxML crossovers were to blame for my interest in that fandom]

Stuff I don't exactly know where to put:

So I used to read alot of MCU fanfics, especially when the Avengers as a found family in the Avengers tower was a popular fic, and then a little bit when the Exvengers trope became popular, buuut I've only actually watched Iron Man, the first few minutes of Thor, and an Incredible Hulk movie that I'm not sure if it's the one canon to the MCU canon or not [also the X-men 1,2, and 3 but I don't really count those as being the same]. I can't remember if I watched Iron Man 2 or not. I always meant to get around to watching the MCU movies but never actually did. Now if I did, it'd probably be the Black Panther movies or the Spiderman ones[I'm honestly thinking about watching the one with all three Spiderman's in it despite having only ever watched the Tobey Maguire spiderman movies. I think it'd be an interesting way to watch it, since I only know a little about the other two.]

I read some DC fanfiction, I try to stick to the JLU/BTA/BB fics since those are the shows I've actually watched but there's so much bleed through of the canons I know I've read fic for the other canons.

pretty sure there's more but those are the ones I think of off the top of my head,

OH! I read the entire first 25{? 20 something} volumes of the New 52 Flash comics solely because nirejseki wrote this incredibly awesome fanfic of Captain Cold and the Flash becoming friends while Barry's civilian identity had been accused of murder or being dead? I forget which, that was a few years ago.

i think my next adventure will be to join a fandom without ever watching the source material. i will participate in discourse and pretend that i know what’s going on but in reality i am a fraudulent faker poser bitch. i think this is the direction my character development has to take

[sournatromanoff]

favorite crime — elvis presley x reader

a/n: this is my first elvis fic, and i really hope y’all like it! i based this off of “favorite crime” by olivia rodrigo, if you wanna give it a listen while you read. I also imagined regular elvis half the time and austin’s elvis the other half, so imagine whomever you want, bb 😂

warnings: angst, cheesy use of lyrics as dialogue? let me know if i miss anything that you think i should put in the warnings.

word count: 1,244

It had been a year since Elvis came back from his service in Germany, and you had felt the rift in your relationship ever since. You had hoped that by setting up this dinner for the two of you, it could be fixed. But sitting in front of him now, you slowly began to realize that nothing can be mended with him. You watched as he grimaced at his gold watch, and your heart broke when you heard him speak.

“I have to pick up Priscilla from the airport. Could we have a rain check on this, darlin’?” You swallowed as you nodded, tears filling your eyes as he ran out to his car. You knew he had made friends overseas, especially Priscilla but you never thought he’d brush you off for her. You always thought the two of you were solid, unbreakable. But as you began to pick up after the untouched meal, you realized that your fiance had other thoughts in his head. He had another girl in his heart.

You sobbed as you put away the meal, humming softly to yourself to keep from breaking completely. You had lost your own appetite, thinking of what you would do when Elvis came back home. Would you scream at Elvis? Would you throw your ring at him? Would you just hide in your bedroom and cry until he notices? Would he notice at all, anyway? You had felt no reason to be upset at Priscilla, she was being a friend. The girl was sweet enough to even write to you when she wrote to Elvis. But he was too far gone, and you couldn’t do a thing about it. You knew how he was feeling, deep down. But you stayed anyway. You helped him break your heart, and watched as he buried you, all four of your hands bloodied.

All the things you did just to keep him by your side. All the nights spent awake talking while he was out of state. The numerous trips to visit him while he was filming. The hours spent by his side trying to talk him down when he was anxious. All the time and money spent on dresses, makeup, hair, so that everything was to his liking. And yet, here you are, picking up an untouched romantic dinner while he runs off to get Priscilla.

-+-

By the time Elvis came home with Priscilla, you had gone upstairs to get ready for bed. You put on your satin slip nightgown, braided your hair for the night, and walked to the bathroom to brush your teeth. When you had just finished rinsing out your mouth, Elvis walked into your shared bedroom, a frown smothering his face. “Why weren’t you downstairs when we came home? Priscilla was excited to finally meet you.” You began to wash your face of the day, trying to keep your voice steady as you talked to him. “I’m sorry, love. I just had a headache after dinner so I came upstairs early. But I can go say hi to her when I’m finished here if you’d like.”

Elvis pinched the bridge of his nose. “Goddammit, Y/N! I don’t understand your problem. I know things haven’t been perfect since I got back, but you don’t have to feign a headache so you don’t have to talk to my friend. Priscilla is a sweet girl. I don’t get why you don’t like her.” You blanched at his words. Under your breath you shuddered out, “I don’t have a problem with Priscilla.” He turned back to you. “What?” You blushed, speaking up to him. You finally voiced everything on your mind. “I said, I don’t have a problem with Priscilla. I think she’s lovely, and I’m really glad you’ve made friends while you were away. But I do have a problem with you forgetting about me and our relationship in favor of other people.”

You really had no problem with Priscilla being here, not at all. No, your problem was Elvis not telling you before leaving that she was staying over. Your problem was being pushed aside once again, even after defending him to your friends. After trying to reason that Germany must have changed him, and that he’d be back to the Elvis that held you for hours just because he wanted to feel you against him. The same Elvis who would smother your face with kisses before leaving the house, no matter how long he would be gone. The same Elvis who made love to you in a way that made you feel so seen, like a blind man regaining sight. But now it’s clear that Elvis is gone, replaced with an Elvis you’re not sure you can continue being around.

You continued when he didn’t speak. “Look at what became of us, Elvis. We haven’t had an actual date in over 6 months. You never told me that Priscilla was coming to visit. I tried to make us a nice dinner so we could finally spend time together, and you left to pick her up. I would’ve been fine if you had just let me know in advance that she was coming. I could’ve moved the dinner. Hell, I could’ve made extra so she could eat, Lord knows plane rides make people hungry. I’m exhausted having to try over and over to please you, and your focus is somewhere else. I haven’t talked to my friends in months because despite how you’ve been acting, I didn’t like how they talked about you. I gave up school to be with you. I moved an hour away from my family to live with you. I gave up so much, and you can’t even tell me when your friend is coming for a visit. You can’t be bothered to kiss me or hold me anymore.”

You sighed as you put your head back, finally letting the tears out. “I will stay in this house until Priscilla has left to go back home. I won’t stay in this room anymore, and once she’s gone, I’m officially leaving.” You take off your engagement ring, setting it in front of Elvis, seeing his face pale at your words. “The things I did, just so I could call you mine, Elvis. I love you, I do, but I can’t keep living like this.”

As you grab your things to put in a bag to take to a guest room, Elvis finally speaks back up. “Baby, please don’t do this. I’m sorry I made you feel like this, I am, but can’t we talk about this further? Please. You’re my girl. My li’l mama. Please, Y/N.” He reached for you, attempting to hug you, crying into your shoulder. You cried into his arms that were wrapped around your chest. “No, baby, please. We both let this relationship go a long time ago. I think we need to realize that. I was just trying to fix something that was far too broken to fix.”

You let him sob into you a little bit more, trying not to break down further yourself. Finally making him let go, you went for the door. “I think it might actually be better if I sleep in a hotel. I’ll come back for anything I missed in a few days.” Stopping at the door, you turned to look at your love one last time. “I hope I was your favorite crime. You were mine, baby.”

[apricotgojo]

Hi! Could I please request a fluffy chat noir fic? Maybe where he and the reader are cuddling and he starts purring and the reader teases him and thinks it’s adorable? Tyyy -Bhad Bleep

Hello Bhad Bleep ! <3 I hope that you enjoy what I wrote for u bb uwu. Also i hope that it’s fluffy enough too >.< anyways, enjoy !

Pairing: Chat Noir X Reader

Warnings: just some swearing.

Tags: Chat is tired pls, purring ;), He’s just adorable tbh. 

Candles, homemade cookies, pillows, a red picnic blanket, bubble milk tea and soft music playing in the background while you gazed at a duck floating on the lake with the moonlight shimmering over it.

He was always late so you’re used to this but for some reason you couldn’t help but feel a slight anger overcome you.

The only thing that was missing was him.

Your boyfriend, Chat noir.

Or maybe it was worry because usually when he’s this late it meant that something bad has happened.

You sighed to yourself and poked a hole in the plastic lid of your bubble tea, sipping it and chewing on the soft, jelly like tapioca.

You shook your head.

No, he could take care of himself.

It really sucked because you had no way of contacting him because you simply couldn’t know anything about his real identity.

Nonetheless, you trusted him with your whole heart. You knew he would come soon.

“Mon ange, sorry im late.”

You almost ended up choking on the tapioca pearl.

Coughing, you looked up at him and he widened his eyes walking to you and rubbing your back.

“Chat…You’re hurt.” You whisper, a frown evident on your face but your eyes filled with worry.

You looked at him, he had a bruise on his cheek and his suit had a cut on his right bicep.

Your coughing eased and you lifted a hand to brush your thumb over the bruise.

He holds your hand against his cheek and gives you a small smile.

“You should’ve seen the other guy.” He winks and you and it makes you chuckle.

He always had to try and make things less serious than they were because he hated seeing you frown.

“Do you want me to pack up everything and go home so you can rest?” You ask.

He quickly shakes his head.

“That wont be necessary beautiful, especially when I haven’t even had one of your famous homemade cookies!” He pulls you up on his lap quickly, making you yelp in surprise but ultimately giggle.

“I’m sorry I came late Ma belle.” He whispers and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

He kisses you softly and you close your eyes, leaning more into the kiss and wrapping your arms around his neck for support.

You pull away and look into his bright green eyes, half lidded but full of love.

“darling…” He says and lifts your chin up to make you look at him. “You know I can-“

You sigh and shake your head.

“Please Chat, I was just worried about you. It’s hard when I can’t even contact you, you know.” You huff and cross your arms over your chest, looking down.

“Can’t give me any personal information because my identity must remain a secret for now.” You continue for him. “Yeah I know. I just care about you.” You murmur.

He lets out a breathy laugh and shakes his head. “Nothing’s going to happen to me babe.” He says and looks at you straight in the eyes. “Plus, you’re dating one of Paris’ most respected, handsome, strongest, superheroes. Villains aint got shit on me.” He says proudly, placing a hand on his chest.

You roll your eyes playfully and laugh.

“I got your favourite by the way.” You smirk and move down from his lap to get the drink. “Honeydew bubble milk tea!” You exclaim and he gasps grabbing the drink from your hand, a huge grin on his face.

“Please don’t ever say that again.” You say.

“Thank you Mon ange!” He says and quickly kisses your cheek before popping the straw through the lid, taking a long sip.

His eyes roll to the back of his head and he hums in pleasure. “This shit bussin’” He says and you close your eyes, sighing while pinching the bridge of your nose.

He snorts and puts the bubble tea down.

“can i?” He asks while pointing to your lap.

“I got perfectly good pillows and you still want to use my thighs to rest your head?” You say and quirk an eyebrow up.

He smirks and nods and you could already tell what’s going on in his head.

“Come on kitty.” You say and chuckle at him as he scoots over and rests his head on your lap.

You sigh happily as you look at him.

You longed for times like these with him, it was always your favourite time of the day.

He was a breath of fresh air, a distraction, your paradise.

You start playing with his hair, letting the soft blonde locks run through your fingers.

You wondered what he did in his personal life.

From what you could tell, he was gorgeous enough to be a model.

He had the physique, soft skin and luscious hair.

Or maybe he’s a pianist.

His fingers were long and delicate and he mentioned that he knew how to play so maybe it was his profession.

Maybe he fences.

You saw the way he fights. He keeps his back straight, he’s observant and very good when it comes to reflexes.

You may not know these things but you were at peace with knowing that you fell in love with him because of who he truly his.

You hoped you’d see what he really looked like underneath the mask one day though.

You looked at him and widened his eyes and he shot his eyes open.

Your thoughts were cut off when you felt vibrations come from the superhero laying on your lap.

He was purring.

“Did you just..” You trail off and you can see his cheeks glow red.

“No- I-It was probably the wind.” He chuckles nervously and gulps.

You giggled at him and he nuzzles his face in your hand.

You notice that your hand was right behind his ear this time so you start to gently scratch it again.

His eyes close, his lips part and vibrations emerge from his throat.

This was adorable. Just like a little kitty.

He stops nuzzling you and his purrs get softer, his eyes were still closed.

He was probably too happy and blissful to even care about the fact that he was purring anymore.

Or maybe he was so tired that this was the only way he truly felt at peace.

“Chat?” You whispered. No response.

He was asleep.

You smiled to yourself.

Maybe this was all that you ever really needed in life.

He made you feel whole, even if there was a part of him that was missing.

You hoped that you’d do the same.

[carrotmakar]

here’s to us

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

Genre: Enemies To Lovers (with a twist)

Word Count: 5.3k

Summary: You hate Harry more than you’ve ever hated anyone else, and he feels the same (or does he?). The people around you see the interactions that the two of you have and believe that you’re a match made in heaven, but you can’t see it, and you doubt he can either. When he’s the last option to help you with a project that you’re working on, things are either going to go very well, or they're going to crash and burn.

Warning(s): alcohol, cursing, kink talk, angst, sadness, innuendos, tension, a set of lovers trying to convince two people that they’re meant for one another, fluff

A/N: this was originally a piece written for a writing challenge but that’s been cancelled (i love u liv take your time i will still participate in any and every wc you ever do bb) so this is now just another piece haha!! Thank you to @tbslenthusiast​ and @harrysclementines​ for letting me know that this piece wasn’t as bad as i thought it was (literally forever ago like.... i wrote this a long time ago lmao)!!! Also thank you to @kiwismoon​ for letting me send you parts of the fic and scream about how much i hate myself for writing things like i did!!!

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Relaxing.

That’s what you were supposed to be doing tonight. You’ve been stressed out about the article that was due in less than a week and you were in need of a night out with your friends. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t find the inspiration to write the piece. Plus, you had been completely swamped with your school work. Even though you were still in college, you had gotten a job as a writer and chosen to take online classes. 

Sarah had suggested that you and her go out and have a few drinks. That had quickly developed into you, her, and Mitch. Then your ‘friend’ Michelle was added into the mix.

Now, you’re standing at the bar, waiting for your next shot of tequila and wondering how you let Sarah talk you into this. You hate bars. In all honesty, you only hate them because someone always seemed to mess up your nights when they were drunk. Luckily, that someone isn’t here tonight. You had made it abundantly clear to Sarah that if she were to invite anyone, it better not include him. 

As the bartender hands you your shot, you down it and place the glass down on the bar. You wait for him to retrieve it before turning to walk back to the table that Sarah, Mitch, and Michelle are occupying. Right before you sit down next to Sarah, you catch a glimpse of a very particular head of curls. Your stomach drops at the sight, and you immediately feel the urge to exit the building. There’s no way that you could mistake that for anyone else but Harry. He’s the only person that has curls as seemingly perfect as that. Plus, he’s the only broad shouldered, muscular, tattooed man that you’d ever seen around here with hair that’s grown out to the point where it passes his shoulders. 

Fighting the instinct to be as far away from him as possible, you sit down next to Sarah and do your best to ignore his presence.

That lasts all of three seconds. It’s as if something is pulling your focus towards him, and you can’t stand that, so you quickly tell Sarah that you’re going to head out. Grabbing your coat, you give her a story about suddenly having inspiration and not wanting to lose it before offering to take her almost empty cup back to the bar. She nods, wishing you a farewell.

As you’re making your way over to the bar, someone knocks into you and the small amount of liquid left in Sarah’s cup splashes onto your chest. You scoff, turning to tell whoever bumped into you to watch where they’re going. You’re met with a pair of piercing green eyes, and suddenly your words get caught in your throat. All you manage is a scoff and a quick “fuck you” before handing him the cup and walking out. 

You stand outside of the bar, leaning up against the brick wall of the building as you order an Uber for the ride home. The stench of alcohol is radiating from your shirt, and you almost gag at the smell. Beer has never been your favorite, and you have absolutely no clue how Sarah can drink it.

You place the order and go to stand on the sidewalk to wait for the car to pull up. 

“Fancy seeing you here.” The voice seems to carry through the entire street.

“What the fuck do you want, Harry?” you snap. The chuckle that he releases at your words makes your blood boil.

“Just wondering why you’re avoiding me, love.” You don’t have to turn to know that he has a smirk plastered on his face.

“Do you have a degradation kink or something?” Your words have their desired effect as he all but chokes on the air. 

“Um, no. Why? You trying to turn me on, darling?” You roll your eyes.

“Absolutely not.” How can he be so fucking annoying all the time? “I’m just wondering why you continuously pester me after I tell you how much of a dick you are and that I absolutely cannot fucking stand you.”

“Because normally when you do that, you find some way to compliment me. And I think it’s funny how flustered you get when you realize what you said.” You hear him walk closer to you, but you keep your eyes locked straight ahead of you.

“So you have a praise kink.”

When he speaks, his breath hits your ear. Fuck, you didn’t know he had gotten that close. You have to fight the shiver that’s threatening to run down your spine. You can’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that he’s having any kind of effect on you. “Do you want to test it out?”

You scoff, stepping away from him. “You fucking wish, Harry.”

He hums. “Maybe, maybe not.”

You finally turn to him. After seeing him, though, you begin to regret your decision. Seeing him like this, in a white t-shirt and black skinny jeans, hair forming his face in the most perfect way, isn’t doing you any good.

“I’m not going to be your temporary fix, Harry. Go find someone else to give you a good time.” He puts on an exaggerated pout. “I don’t even like you as a friend, so stop fucking around like that. It pisses me off.”

Before he can say anything else, your Uber arrives and you check the plates before getting in the backseat and shutting the door, effectively blocking him out.

What he would have said if your Uber hadn’t pulled up, though, is something that Harry decides you’ll never get to know. Because just when he was about to say, “I’d want you to be more than temporary,” you found a way to break his heart yet again.

*

The Uber driver has continuously given you looks since you got into the car. His nose scrunched up the moment that you closed the door, and honestly, you can’t blame him. You smell like cheap beer and probably look like an absolute mess. He’s most likely just checking to make sure that you don’t look like you’re about to throw up all over his backseat. 

You roll your eyes, trying your best to ignore him. It’s not even your fault that you’re like this right now, it’s Harry’s.

Harry, who you absolutely despise with every bit of your being. He’s been an arrogant, selfish dick since the very day that you met. He only cares about things when they include them,  constantly dropping comments about his success, and always finding a way to insert himself into any and every situation. You can’t seem to get away from him. He seems to be around no matter what you try (at first, you thought it was a coincidence, but now you’re convinced that he just does it to get on your nerves).

Harry, who’s so fucking annoying and unbearable but also so hot that he makes your mouth all but water. He can draw a reaction from you without even trying. Harry, who you’re so fucking attracted to despite hating him, and that fact makes you hate him even more.

It shouldn’t be like this. You shouldn’t be attracted to someone that makes your blood boil. 

I’m just drunk, you repeat to yourself as you push the thought of Harry as far out of your mind as you possibly can.

*

You groan as you walk out of the kitchen. 

“Y/N you know I’m right!” Sarah yells after you. “Stop trying to avoid it.”

Plopping down on Sarah’s black faux leather couch, you roll your eyes even though she can’t see it. “You’re delusional, Sarah!”

She doesn’t say anything until she comes into the living room and sits on the couch next to you. She has a bowl of chips in her hands. When you go to grab one, she pulls the bowl from your reach. 

“Admit it, you and Harry would be absolutely great together.” You could scream. She’s so adamant about the idea, but there’s no way that she could be right.

“Dude, we hate each other. What do you mean? What do you expect from us in a relationship if we can’t even be in the same room together for more than a few minutes without arguing.” She sighs, running a hand through her hair.

“I know, I know! But Y/N, come on. The two of you are so compatible.” You laugh at her words. How could she possibly think that when she sees the way the two of you interact.

“How so?” you ask, just to entertain her theory and let her get her thoughts out.

“Okay, hear me out. You both like music, right? He sings, you write songs. That’s literally perfect right there, even if you were just friends.” You nod, not saying anything. “You’re always talking about how you want to do hair and nails and stuff for your friends and I know that he’d let you paint his nails and play with his hair.” You had in fact been telling her these things, but you weren’t aware that she would choose to use them to try and set you up with Harry. “You’re both really funny and smart. You guys talk about a lot of the same things, too. It’s just never when you’re around each other.”

“Alright, yeah, that makes some sense.” She perks up slightly but you hold a finger up, motioning for her to wait a moment before getting her hopes up. “It makes sense, but you’re forgetting a few things. I couldn’t write songs for, or even with, Harry. He’d find something wrong with him just like he does now. He’d nitpick them until there was nothing that I could find about the song that he didn’t hate.” You sigh, thinking back to what she had just said. “We’d have to be too close to each other for me to mess around with his hair or nails and you know that every time we get within a few feet of each other, there’s some kind of fight that always gets started,” you trail off, giving her a chance to speak.

“Are you going to give me a reason why the last example of why you’re perfect for each other is incorrect?” She groans when you nod.

“Yeah, actually. We may like the same things and be funny and smart or whatever, but there’s no way that we’d be able to talk to each other.” 

“Why?” 

“His communication issues.” She throws her head back and obnoxiously groans.

“He doesn’t have communication issues.”

You burst out laughing. “He’s an Aquarius. Of course he does, right on top of those commitment issues.”

She rolls her eyes at you. “Whatever, Y/N. One of these days you’re going to understand that the two of you are quite literally a match made in Heaven.”

“Not likely,” you mumble before reaching for the remote and finding a movie to put on.

*

“Wait, what?” Mitch is looking at Harry like he’s grown a second head.

“You guys were right. Always have been, really, I just couldn’t say it before now.” Harry gulps, waiting for the ‘I told you so.’ It doesn’t come, though.

“Fuck, dude, I’m so sorry.” Harry shrugs it off.

“Not letting it get to me anymore. I’m tired of letting her break my heart.” He curses himself when tears begin to line his eyes.

“If I had known you really felt that way I would have backed off.” Harry nods at his words. “Sarah would’ve too.”

“It’s fine, Mitch, really. I just, I’m just tired, you know? It’s like there’s a magnetic force pulling me to her but every time I try to get close she shows me, yet again, that she can’t stand me.” He’s never been ashamed to show his feelings, and right now isn’t when he’s going to start. He lets his tears fall down his face as he leans back against the chair he’s sitting in.

“I really didn’t know, H. Normally I can tell when you like someone but it wasn’t like that this time.” Harry nods at him.

“You get pretty good at hiding your feelings when you’re hiding heartbreak after heartbreak.” He’s silent for a moment. “Should I cut off my hair?”

“If you want. But don’t do it just because you’re sad or you’ll regret it.” Harry closes his eyes as he debates the decision. A part of him wants to do it anyway, make the sadness go away for a moment as the exhilaration of a new haircut sinks in, but the rational part of him knows that Mitch is right.

As he sits there with tear stained cheeks, new droplets wetting his face every few seconds, he really wishes that he could hate you. He wishes that he could find anything to hate about you. But when he searches his brain for a reason to dislike you, he comes up empty. It’s frustrating, really. You seem to hate everything about him while he can’t hate a single thing when it comes to you.

He hears Mitch get up, presumably to go get something to eat, but he doesn’t open his eyes. There are a million memories with you flashing through his mind and it hurts him even more to know that every single one of them have been bad.

*

“What do you mean you can’t do it?” Your voice is high pitched, some would even say a little whiny. “Sarah, you promised me that you’d sing the song for me.”

“I know, Y/N. But something urgent came up with Mitch’s family and I have to be there.” Even over the phone, you can hear how worried that she is, so you can’t really bring yourself to be upset with her.

“It’s fine, Sarah. Really, I understand.” You hear her sigh of relief and a small smile graces your face, glad that she now has one less thing to worry about. “I’ll just find someone else to do it.”

“Ask Harry.” She suggests.

“Why would I do that?” The way your mood changed was immediate and it’s almost sad, how fast he gets you worked up.

“Because, Y/N, this project is due in like two days and he’s available.” She says in her duh voice. “Plus, he can sing really well, so just ask him. The worst thing he can say is no.”

“That’s a lie. The worst thing he can say is yes.” Sarah laughs before wishing you good luck and hanging up.

You groan, thinking about what Sarah said. She’s right, honestly. There’s nobody else that you’re going to find on such short notice, especially not one that can sing as good as Harry can. Admitting to yourself that you need him (which is something you never thought you’d say), you pick up your phone and click on his contact.

“Y/N?” His voice sounds deeper than usual, a little raspier, too. Almost like he just got out of bed. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t have an effect on you, the way your name sounds coming out of his mouth when he sounds like that.

“I need your help.” You grimace at the words.

“Alright. What do you need.” Your mind races, trying to figure out why he didn’t have a sarcastic comment or a snarky remark to throw at you. You ignore it for now, though.

“I need you to sing a song that I wrote for a project.” He hums, and you can picture him pulling his bottom lip between his fingers and then running his hand through his curls.

“Okay, when do you need me?” 

“Does tomorrow work? Around noon?” You hold your breath as you hope for the best.

“Yeah, I’ll be at your place then.”

You thank him and hang up, letting your phone fall from your hand down onto the couch. Harry Styles, the man that you swear you hate, is coming to your house tomorrow. 

*

When he arrives the next day, you almost immediately hand him the song and let him read over it, not necessarily wanting to spend any more time with him than needed. When he says he has a few suggestions, you’re terrified that he’s going to tell you how awful he is, but he actually only has a few suggestions to help with the flow of things. Besides that, he promises that it’s a really good song. 

You go to grab your camera and set it up while he strums on the guitar that he brought. Once you’re ready to begin filming, he sets the paper with the lyrics on it to the side and nods.

He begins singing after the camera has started recording and you get entranced by him almost immediately. His eyes close as soon as the first word leaves him mouth and with them shut you feel much more comfortable while looking at him. His hair is flowing all around him and you have the intense urge to tuck the strands behind his ears. There’s a small crease between his brows, that of which she wants to smooth out with a kiss to his forehead. He seems so concentrated, and something about it pulls at her heartstrings.

You shake your head. He’s your enemy, remember? you think to yourself as you divert your eyes to somewhere else in the room. 

After you’ve looked away you find yourself wondering why. Why do you hate Harry so much, really? Yeah he can be arrogant and cocky and rude but who isn’t? Yeah he talks about his famous life and his awards and chart placements a lot, but you would do the same in his shoes.

Plus, he really is pretty funny now that you stop to really think about it. He’s all the things that Sarah had told you over the past few months, and you can’t believe that you didn’t realize until now. You don’t hate Harry, you’ve been convincing yourself that you do to hide the way that you really feel about him.

You’re broken from your thoughts when he clears his throat. Once you turn to him, there’s a smirk on his face. “Could feel you watching me, love.”

Your cheeks burn at the statement. Regardless of the truth in it, you’re still not very keen on admitting that you were ogling him only minutes prior. 

“It’s alright, I find myself looking at you sometimes, too.” You don’t say anything to that, and the room falls quiet. 

With that stupid smirk, that’s way too hot for it to natural and fair, he picks up his keys and his coat and walks to your front door. “See you later, sweetheart.”

You raise your hand in a pathetic half wave goodbye and try your best to smile. As he opens the door, cold air sweeps through the room and you can see the snowflakes falling outside. “Great, there’s a storm.” He groans, but still continues to walk out the door.

“Harry, wait!” He stops, turning to face you. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Um… leaving?” He gestures towards his car that’s most likely covered in snow by now.

“Not in this weather you’re not.” Your voice grows hard as you glare at him. You know that he’d most likely rather not be around you, but there’s not a chance in hell that you’re going to allow him to risk his life by driving home.

Surprisingly, he doesn’t put up a fight, he just shuts the door and shrugs his coat back off. He hesitantly comes back over to take a seat on the couch. You stay silent, struggling to find the words to say.

“So, um, do you want to watch something?” He asks after a few minutes of nearly unbearable silence.

“Yeah, I’ve been watching Lucifer on Netflix, but if you don’t want to watch that, we can watch a movie or something.” You offer, looking over at him.

“Yeah, we can watch that.” You grab the remote from the table and walk over to sit next to him on the couch. 

Pulling up Netflix and starting Lucifer, you let your eyes wander to Harry for a split second before noticing that he’s already looking at you. You immediately divert your gaze. Your cheeks begin to heat up, but you try your best to ignore it.

*

After watching almost an entire season of Lucifer, you’re just about ready to go to bed. You’ve gotten increasingly more comfortable beside Harry and you’ve even started to lean into him slightly. Not a single part of your body is touching yours, but you can tell that you’ve gotten closer.

You’re about to get up and brush your teeth when the lights go out. You groan, throwing your head back against the back of the couch. “Great, power’s out.”

He doesn’t say anything, just hums in response. 

“Stay where you are. I know where the candles and the flashlight is, and I don’t want you to hurt yourself trying to get around.” You stand up, feeling your way through the living room towards the kitchen. Opening the cabinet closest to the wall, you pull out the three candles and the flashlight. Fuck, you forgot that there are only two candles. That’s not enough for there to be one in the hallway on the table, in the bathroom, and in the living room for Harry. And fuck, your extra blankets are in the washer.

You shake your head, lighting the candles and walking to the bathroom to place one down, and then through to the hallway to do the same. Making your way back to the kitchen, you pick up the flashlight and switch it on.

Once you reach the living room again, you clear your throat. “Okay, bad news. There were only two candles, and they need to be in the hallway and the bathroom.” You cough awkwardly. “Also, my extra blankets are dirty and I don’t want you to lay out here in the dark and freeze to death so,” your voice gets quieter, “do you maybe wanna come lay with me?”

He chokes on his spit and then clears his throat. “Um, yeah, yeah, sure. If that’s okay with you, of course. Remember, I can always go home.” You shake your head as his words.

“Nonsense, come on.”

Once the two of you are in your room, you climb into your bed and wait for Harry to do the same. Neither of you say a word as you get comfortable as you try to get to sleep. Without the heater working and there only being one blanket, though, it’s a little hard to stay warm and comfortable. “Um, Harry, I- can I- you- can we maybe… fuck I don’t know.”

You feel him turn towards you. “Are you cold, love?”

“Yeah.”

He wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him, letting you lay your head on his chest and wrap yourself up in his embrace. His arms come to wrap around you and one hand finds its way to your hair as the other rests on your hip.

As you bask in his warmth, you try your best to not let yourself think about the way that you feel so perfectly comfortable in his arms. About how he smells so divine and he’s so warm that you’d be content with never leaving his embrace. About how, without even realizing it, you’ve been letting yourself believe that you hate Harry when really you’re in love with him. However, you’ll never tell him that. Not a chance. If there’s one thing that you absolutely will not do, it’s let Harry Styles break your heart.

*

When you open your eyes the next morning, you’re still in Harry’s arms. He isn’t awake yet, so you let yourself appreciate the way that his hair is tickling your face and the way that his arms are holding you tightly to his body. You let yourself enjoy the way that he’s got ahold of you like he can’t bear to lose you. 

You know that when he opens his eyes, everything is going to go back to normal. You’ll have to hate him again and he’ll pretend that none of this ever happened. That thought shouldn’t hurt you as much as it does.

You’re broken out of your thoughts by his voice. “Mornin’, love. Did you sleep well?”

You nod, all but entranced in the way that his voice is so much raspier when he first wakes up. “Sorry for being all over you, it was cold last night.” 

You go to move away from him, but he keeps you hugged to him. “Don’t apologize, like having you here, dove.” The words confuse you, but you don’t question them. Instead, you let yourself relax back into him.

Everything is silent for a few minutes, but the air is comfortable this time. “Do you wanna go get some coffee if the roads aren’t bad?” Harry whispers.

“Yeah, sure.”

The two of you climb out of bed and get ready for the day. You let him use an extra toothbrush and once you brush through your hair, you hand the tool to him. He gives a small “thanks” and gets to work on taming his hair as you walk out of the bathroom.

A few minutes later, he’s walking towards the living room with his keys and then he’s leading you out the door to his car.

The ride to the coffee shop is silent besides the hum of the radio, neither of you really knowing what to say.

Once the two of you slide into a booth at the little diner that he drove you to, you order a coffee and something as he does the same.

“So, tell me about yourself, Y/N. I don’t really know much about you.”

You hesitate for a moment, trying to figure out what to tell him.

“I write. My job is to write articles for this company. But I’m still in school technically, so I’m taking online classes to finish getting my degree. I like songwriting. Um, I think that’s about it.” Your cheeks heat up as you tell him about yourself, although none of the things that you’re listing are embarrassing.

“Why haven’t you ever talked about your songwriting before?” He ponders, placing his elbow on the table and resting his chin on his hand.

“Um, you hate me. Or.. hated me? I don’t know. I don’t want you to tear it apart just because you’re some hotshot writer. Or because you hate me.”

He pulls back, looking down. “Never hated you.”

“What?” You had to have heard that wrong.

“Ever stop to think why I was only rude when you got rude first?”

Your jaw drops as you think it over. “No, um, I didn’t.”

“Yeah, well. I never hated you.”

“So, you’re telling me that I hated you and you just… never hated me?” He grimaces.

“Yeah.”

“Fuck, I’m sorry.”

He offers you a soft smile. “It’s fine.”

Throughout the next few hours, you sit there with Harry and talk about any and everything that comes to your mind. He pays for the bill, although you insist on letting you help. As you’re walking out to his car and he’s about to drive you home, he stops. “Um, hey would you maybe want to hang out some more?”

The question takes you by surprise, but you agree nonetheless. “Yeah, I actually would really like that.”

He nods, climbing into the car as you smile to yourself.

*

It’s been six months since you made Harry stay over at your house because of that pesky snowstorm, and you’ve never been more thankful for the weather.

You’ve spent the majority of your time together, going out to eat when possible and staying over at your house most nights. His is too big, as you’ve always said, so for the simple sleepovers, you insisted that he came over to yours. You’ve grown closer and closer to him, and now you can confidently say that he’s your best friend.

Along with the growing friendship, your feelings have gotten deeper. There’s not a single part of you can deny that you’re absolutely, head over heels in love with Harry. And you don’t want to anymore. You still don’t want to tell him, but you’re no longer lying to yourself in the slightest.

Today is the only day thus far that you’ve even slightly regretted how close that you’ve become with Harry. And that’s because you’re currently standing at the airport, head buried into his chest as you try to find a way to say goodbye for the next six months. 

“Don’t want you to go.” You whine as you hold him as close as you possibly can.

He murmurs a “fuck it” before pulling away from you.

“Come with me.” Your eyebrows raise in surprise. “I know, it sounds crazy. Absolutely ridiculous. But listen, we’ll go home, back to your place and we’ll pack your bags and then we’ll go. I’ll reschedule my flight. I- I can’t do this without you, Y/N.” He reaches up and runs a hand through his curls (which you’d begged him to let you braid, but he said it was easier to have it down for flights). “Listen, you’re my rock. I- I feel like I can breathe when you’re around me. Fuck, Y/N, I’m in love with you.” 

You freeze, completely shocked by the words that fell from his mouth.

“Fuck, I didn’t mean to say that. That was stupid. Forget I ever said anything.” He’s rambling because he thinks there’s no way that you can feel the same but you do.

“I’m in love with you, H. Have been for a long time.” Before he can respond, you surge forward and grab his face in your hands. Bringing his face closer, you slot your lips with his and allow the kiss to envelop you. After a few moments, you pull back. “Let’s go home and get my bags packed.”

*

[my-one-true-l]

Hi Asraella!  it was a long summer evening, I missed DN, so I decided to read LABB for the first time. I kind of liked it, I mean Naomi and B are great characters, and the story was intriguing, and there is even a little bit of L...also I loved all those quirky names and surnames of the victims! However, when I finished reading I had so many questions concerning the plot. Is Mello writing it from beyond the grave? How did he find out about the case? Is he a reliable narrator? My questions are: Did you like LABB? Have you written any analysis of it or stories around it? I'm interested in your opinion.

PS I send it here, not via ask box because, as always, my ask is too long to be accepted. I already wrote to you about negative traits' of L, and if you want you can use my name if you publish my message. Take care!

Hi!!! I really love talking to you about this stuff. Your submissions remind me of how much I loved Death Note when I first watched and read it and wanted to delve into every bit of spin off material I could get my hands on!

I have such a love/hate relationship with LABB! Lol! The plot discrepancies between Another Note and Death Note proper drive me insane and honestly, I don’t love the way Naomi is portrayed (I know that is a super unpopular opinion, but she just didn’t match what I thought she would be like), but I love Beyond Birthday and the crime he orchestrates to get L. I will gladly take all the plot holes and flaws if I get BB as a character! 😊

It’s been a while since I read it and these are just my thoughts, but I personally don’t think Mello is a reliable narrator in any sense of the word. From what Mello writes, he’s putting this story down as a record of the events of the LABB case so someone someday could read it (presumably Near), so I don’t think it’s from beyond the grave. He says L told him this story the one time he ever saw L (which again…from DN canon we are under the impression that the kids never met L in person, which I don’t buy at all but that’s a whole other post, so if what Mello says is true, this is such a flex on Near lol and could very well be a lie).

To answer your questions, yes. I did like it a lot. However, I have not written an analysis on it, at least not one that was for Tumblr. I tore that story apart when I was writing my DN AU though lol. When I first joined the fandom I had a small group of friends and we all would analyze and discuss it at length, but it was nothing that ever became a post. As for writing stories around it, what happens in LABB is a rather significant part of my L wins AU series, but that aspect of my universe focuses around L and B’s relationship and how things came to be rather than the actual murders. I do have a fic that centers on B after he leaves Wammy’s, but I still have to edit and post it.

I’m happy to keep talking about this if you have specific things in mind you want to discuss! Take care!

[theringers]

V-card anon: hi sorry about that first ask i kinda went into a fugue state (spelling?) altered state of reality maybe when i wrote that and damn near outlined a fic in your inbox

The way we played hot seat was either part of a larger drinking game when a certain card was pulled from a deck, or just on it's own. You sit in a circle, everyone has a drink, usually a beer or cider. In the card pull version, the one who pulls the card gets asked a question by every person playing and if they refuse to answer they drink from their drink. In the standalone, you do that but everyone gets a turn being asked until people get bored and leave. Fun way to find out shit about people. Usually the unwritten rule is that you can't lie. I imagine everyone sitting on shitty chouches and chairs in a semi circle around a table full of cups and bottles playing it

Questions i have been asked: are you a top or bottom? Do you like anal? Wheres the weirdest place you've fucked? Body count? Favorite position (sexual)? Fuck marry kill/ignore people in this room (EVERY TIME I PLAYED I GOT THIS QUESTION)? Tits or ass or other? Favorite non sexual body part ex. Thigh? Ideal fuck buddy? Sex regrets? Etc

Also more weird details i have head cannoned out for some drivers and most likely does not fit with irl personalities, do with this what you will, use it or don't i just have feelings. Also everyone is like compressed in age to like 20-27ish except for some of the grid who i will just think of as younger alumns who come back:

Danny R: social chair, owns a jeep he takes the doors off of in the summer, walks girls home at night to make sure they're ok, tries to DJ house events and is rebuffed by literally everyone, has like 30 pairs of vans you trip over in his room, stolen roadsigns everywhere, masters in something arigcultural or physiological, cutoff frat shirts for days, fuckboy but nice, a bit cringe, will drive around with you at night so you can scream, met reader bc she had a band tee on and wanted to talk to her about it (no gatekeeping)

Charles: some kind of engineering or math degree but no one has any idea how the fuck he's gotten so far, 4.0 never studies, games with other house members, will show up at events randomly you will have no idea how he gets on your couch but he is there, the best and worst taste in clothes, is the only one allowed to play the piano in the house, sweet, cannot help you with studies but is always down for helping you out after, has to be reminded to clean stuff, disaster bi, reader met his gf first and they probably met through that

Pierre: good fashion and music taste, shirt is gone halfway through the night, also fuckboy but wholesome, actually studies, plays a sport for sure probably soccer in some way either club or Division he's too good for rec, will hold your hair back so you can throw up, will tell you your outfit sucks, good at math, also part of the squad that games, econ major, workout buddies with reader anday have taken a math class together

Max: is part of the hockey team he will go pro, also actually studies, got into gaming because of Charles, has the nicest car, is serious until he gets a couple drinks in him, he and Daniel are close and roomed together at some point, owns like 30 sets of the same outfit a white tee and jeans, knows reader through Dan and they get dragged by him to some of the same stuff

Lando: is a pledge or new member his big is Carlos, undeclared major, just happy to be here, gaming squad, used to play lacrosse or something equally obscure, king of knowing where the good snacks are, weirdly good at beer pong, growing into a fuckboy wholesomeness level tbd, probably sweet with reader as she helped him through a blackout or something, met her because she's basically house mom for some of the new boys (the kind of mom who will teach you to do laundry or iron ONCE)

Carlos: hockey flow but does not play hockey, actually studies and is smarter than what people give him credit for, came from a private high school and uni really opened his horizons, also good study buddy, gets along with most people, goes to office hours the most out of the actually studies gang, fun at parties, owns the frat dogs, he and reader met at Office hours (they were the only students) and found they had mutual friends too

Lewis: is/was president of frat, great grades greater bod, did full evolution from fuckboy to good man, has the back tests and the moral support, up for late noght talks about life, definitely was a D1 athlete, best fashion game, implemented no hazing policy, fits into notable alum or PhD category

Mick: undergrad like Lando, also plays soccer or something, too sweet, also walks girls home/holds your hair back etc, cleans parts of the house that aren't his responsibility, higher alcohol tolerance than you expect, everyone is bizarrely protective of him, legacy member (his dad was a legend), drives a motorbike around campus and can't decide between law and psychology, actually studies, met reader through the frat and she would die for him, brings her to class on the bike sometimes because the bike is faster

George: business major, frat treasurer, three ring binder business casual in class kind of guy, nice enough, shirt comes off when drunk, runs marathons and a podcast about investments, best notes in the game and great study partner, actually studies, is drinking monster at 6AM but not because he stayed up late, he and reader met through the frat and sometimes drink wine and bitch together

Lance: hockey player, legacy member, studies sometimes, sarcasm on point, great at stack cup, very chill, knows every good nap spot on campus, also has high alcohol tolerance, is the kind of person who does well in the cold but does not like it, wears headphones so people don't talk to him, great one on one but not in crowds, business major and minor in computer science, probably also met thru Lance's gf but vibe as more introverted people and will cover for each other if one does not want to go out

Nicky: a good boy, part of the walks people home squad, sets up designated drivers for parties, good snack game, future in medical field, good listener, pretty good study buddy, midnight snack enabler, met reader through frat and his gf he and reader are on babysitting duty together sometimes when others get too drunk/high

Yuki: also a pledge or new, majoring in games or computer science as they gave me the same energy as him, games squad, bit of a mad lad, has several stolen street signs, good, met reader through frat and Yuki is the only one patient enough to explain some games to reader, they cuss people out on mic

Esteban: good man, has a full ride scholarship, actually studies, also good study buddy, Dan's little, plays soccer but maybe on a rec team because he prioritizes school, very sweet guy as well, probably chose a really practical major/dual major, met reader through Dan and are also dragged similar places by him

Antonio: manbun, philosophy or classics major possibly business dual, generally good natured but can be seen supplying his own wine at parties, used to be really into metal but kept the hair, does not know that people find him attractive, soccer boi, met reader through frat and she's the only one who will (pretend) to listen to him rant about philosophy

Alex Albon: another full scholarship guy, somehow gets along with everyone, switched majors due to an asshole professor, electrical engineering or computer engineering, actually studies, helps with frat pets,will show you pictures of his cats at home, sweetie, another contender for will hold your hair or walk you home, probably met reader through a class or club and found they had mutual friends and that reader is friends with his gf

Notable alums:

Checo - dad, successful in finance somehow (he looks like an really successful accountant of CFO to me idk why)

Kimi - dad but people forget he is, holds the record for most drinks in 24 hours that will never be come close to by anyone else, shows up on random alum weekends with 2 kegs, legally cannot tell you what he does or he would actually have to murder you

Valterri - was good at a sport when he was there, now a very effective lead engineer at an architectural firm

Seb - environmental or mechanical engineering, all around good guy with someone the best grades in frat history

Alonso - legendary for sexual exploits (consensual)

Anyone I put as actually studies is probably the type reader would hang around for more serious stuff/schoolwork and would probably be closer to, with the exception of Dan bc I feel like he'd be like we're friends now :)) we shall hang or Charles bc he will just show up. I also imagine she has a pretty good friendship with any existing gf, however if a driver does have a gf and he is the love interest sorry bb girl u gotta go for the purposes of this fic

Sorry this is so long hahaaaaaaa glad you liked my Charles thoughts ilu

i honestly wasn’t going to share this like the rest of the anon asks i’ve gotten that i keep close to my heart but this was just too good to keep to myself.

LOOK! AT! THIS!

f1 drivers as frat bros/college students headcannon

i’m writing a series - each “chapter” will be a smut with a different frat bro and i’m hoping to post a sneak peek this week some time but here’s something to hold you over and give you some ideas

to my vcard anon - i appreciate this so much. my inbox is always open for ur thoughts bc they are SO GOOD !! can’t wait for you to read the first part of the series bby

PS if some of this doesn’t make sense to u feel free to send in asks (i know a lot of this is focused on american college culture so if u don’t get it i’m happy to explain)

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tagged by the lovely @wingsyouburn - thanks bb! 💕

How many works do you have on AO3? 209?? I'm sorry what????

What’s your total AO3 word count? 958,942??? HOW????????????

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? *cackles* Oh sweetheart, sit down. We're gonna be here for a while.

According to my AO3 account, I have 54 different fandoms tagged. Most of them are for video games, but the occasional anime sneaks in now and then. I also have a few MCU fics, one book fic, and a podcast fic. My most prolific fandom is Final Fantasy VI with 50 fics.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Wings of Valor and Compassion (Pharah/Mercy - Overwatch)

No Safety in Desire (Urbosa/Zelda - Legend of Zelda)

Give Them Something to Talk About (Dina/Ellie - The Last of Us)

Finally, Beautiful Stranger (Aeris/Tifa - Final Fantasy VII)

Don't Bring Your Black Heart to Bed (Thanatos/Zagreus - Hades)

Glad to see everyone enjoying my quality gay shit. Also very amused that out of these five, three of them were from last year.

Do you respond to comments, why or why not? I do! Or I at least make a solid effort to do so! I usually can't really sit down to properly reply until the weekend, unless it's something super quick I can shoot off on my phone, so I hope people don't mind the wait.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? Depends on the flavor? For straight-up Bad Ending vibes, absolutely Limbo (I really need to crack out another horror fic, because I love those, even if the majority of fandom doesn't). For right-in-the-feels vibes, Waiting for the Dust to Settle was a recent one I did that just sucker punches you with bittersweet Oh No goodness. It also reminds me of In Another Perfect Life, which ends on a similar note. *squints* actually, these are all for Final Fantasy VIII, which is saying a lot about... something lol

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written? Um... not really? I don't think I have? At least not in the traditional sense where characters from Fandom A interact with characters from Fandom B. I have written some fusion crossover stuff. If You Had Life Eternal comes to mind, where I took Jaina and Kael from WoW and plopped them in Diablo's setting, because reasons.

Have you ever received hate on a fic? I had someone leave a super homophobic comment on one of my Pharmercy fics back in the day, which like... dude, are you lost?? I've also gotten some general weird comments that have little to nothing to do with the fic. I do remember someone on FFN commented saying that I needed Jesus on one of my witch-y fics. Sigh.

Do you write smut? If so what kind? Yes. The delicious kind (I hope).

Have you ever had a fic translated? Probably?? I've had a handful of people over the years ask to translate my stuff, but I haven't seen anything pop up on AO3.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Nope.

What’s your all-time favorite ship? LIKE JUST ONE???? My brain fluctuates when it comes to this, but I definitely have a type or two I always gravitate towards. The most recent addition is Keitaro/Natsuno (13 Sentinels), which lives in my head rent-free from now until I die. I also always find myself coming back to Celes/Setzer (FFVI) and Aeris/Tifa (FFVII).

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? A bunch of 2016 drafts I started and then dropped when my life imploded. I've yet to revisit any of them and I'm not sure if I ever will at this point :\

What are your writing strengths? Apparently sneezing out 7k words without breaking a sweat.

What are your writing weaknesses? Sneezing out 7k words without breaking a sweat *sobs in a corner* ALSO TITLES I HATE TITLES

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? I'm... not sure I fully understand what this means? Like having characters speak in another language randomly? I did this sparingly in Darkness/Starlight, where I had Jidoor be a blend of French and Italian, thus giving Setzer an appropriate accent and the occasional French comment. I didn't translate those into English, because the POV character (Celes) wouldn't have understood what was being said. Plus any time Setzer did dip into it, he was speaking from the heart, but was too afraid to actually TELL her. So if anyone had half the mind to translate those bits, they'd find out Setzer said the most touching things to her in French.

ANYHOW. I honestly don't really do this much, especially when a handful of my fandoms are Japanese and I'm writing in English and we're just assuming everyone's talking in Japanese so... yeah. Take it or leave it, I guess.

What was the first fandom you wrote for? Like when I was 10??? A crossover between Sailor Moon and Final Fantasy VII because FUCK YOU I DO WHAT I WANT.

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written? You're killing me, smalls, and I ain't picking just one.

Darkness/Starlight is forever near and dear to my heart for being a labor of love for such a small, old fandom and my beloved rarepair.

Learn to Fly is one I love for the amount of research I put in (I replayed Pyre and took so many notes on both Ti'zo's and Rhae's speech patterns to get them just right) and the delightful, yet bittersweet messages it exudes.

Long Journey Home is another favorite, because I poured my heart into it and it's got one of my favorite lines and ending.

Of What's Left of Us and Who We Used to Be was my attempt at evoking the surreal, yet heartwrenching vibes from the series and again, I also poured my heart into it.

Before We Have Another Chance to Go Loving was me cramming a massive longfic idea I had in my head forever into a small triple drabble series and it's forever canon in my heart.

The Lies We Tell Ourselves is my most recent fic I've published, which I wrote/edited/polished in four days, but I'm tickled pink with how it turned out.

tagging: @dvske @deemoyza @rosemochi @fury-brand @aliatori and any other writers who feel like swiping this! No pressure, as always 💕