#i wanted to write a fic to go along with this fanart but i couldn't. ill do it once i finish my master degree i promise

[mexicanricstar]

@ricstarweek2024

day 5: AU | Theme: Movies

"Strangers like me" is a song that makes me think in Shatterstar so I got inspired by the scene where Tarzan and Jane meet and I thought what if in an alternate universe, the New Mutants, with Cable as their mentor (the pre-Xforce era), go to Mojoworld for a mission and that's how Rictor and Shatterstar meet.

Commission by @xRobinPBx on Twitter.

Rictor is rocking this New Mutants look that in my opinion was gone too soon.

[rui-xyz]

Could you write something like the one-shot in the first Rui fic where they drink but make it into actual (and consenting) smut?

FORGIVE ME I COPY AN PASTED SOME OF THIS

Also ion feel like writing out my warnings/synopsis/blah blah so read at your own risk

Also there's literally no rui gifs on this platform so have fanart from Pinterest bc lord knows I have a stash

♡ to the other anon that asked for literally anything Rui, more coming your way hun!! ;3

creds to the artist ofc I didn't draw this I'll let yall know when it's actually my art ALSO HIS BACK IS SO FINE AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO THINKS THIS HELLO??

"How do you feel about getting a little... adventurous?"

"How... how adventurous are we talking?"

It was that little altercation that started everything.

You both drank down the first bottle in the span of, maybe... an hour? That seemed like a healthy time frame, not that either of you had experience with alcohol before this.

But it was the second bottle the two of you blew through in 15 minutes that was the bad idea. Didn't matter who came up with it, and who agreed... it was the wrong choice.

But here you both were, giggly, swaying in your seats, both of you holding what would hopefully be your last glass of the night, lest you decide to open a third bottle.

Oh, and kissing. Lots of kissing was happening. More kissing than talking, actually. More kissing than giggling.

You tugged away to drink the last sip of your glass, and Rui followed. As he looked at you, ready to go back to devouring your lips again, something in his head clicked.

He... he wanted to make love to this woman. Hard.

"What's that look about?" You grinned, giggling softly, before he shoved you down on the couch and you let out a yelp.

Your drunken head was dizzy for a decent bit from such a swift movement, but once you finally caught your bearings, you were back to giggling softly. Rui had your shirt tugged up above your breasts, and his lips were kissing up your stomach.

"Hehehe... tickles... Rui... Ehehehehe!~"

His tongue stuck out, licking up your ribs, when you partially came to your senses, realizing where this was going.

FINALLY. That's really all you could think before you went back to not having any coherent thoughts.

"Rui, are we going all the way...?"

"Of course we are. And I'm gonna make you feel amazing."

"Hehe, I'm sure you a-...ah..." you breathed in surprised when he shoved your bra up over your boobs, somewhat releasing them to his gaze.

"Have you ever done this before?" He asked with a small glance at you as he leaned in, taking your nipple into his mouth and sucking.

"Ah... Y-yeah... I-I'm basically a pro..." You sighed out, obviously lying. Rui wasn't really listening anyways, his tongue laving over your nipple. "W-what about you? You ever do this before?"

"Psh, yeah, like... all the time. I know exactly what I'm doing..." Another clear lie. As hot as he was, you knew Rui got no grip.

"Hehe, then I'm sure I'll lose my mind tonight..."

He leaned up and pressed his lips to yours for the nth time tonight, both of his hands groping your chest as his tongue explored your mouth again. You couldn't help but let out soft moans into his mouth from the way his hands felt on you.

He pulled away for a second to tug your shirt and bra completely over your head, throwing them to the floor. You wondered if he knew that bras could unclasp. But then his lips were back on yours again, and his hands were trailing down your sides. You giggled at the ticklish feeling that sprung once more, but gasped softly as Rui's lips left yours and he leaned his head down next to yours.

"My head is spinning..." He sighed out. You giggled, still not quiet able to hold it back, and heard him chuckle along with you.

"Rui, lemme see you."

He leaned his head up, and you looked him over hungrily. His eyes were lidded, an uncontrollable smirk on his face, and the faintest red dusting his cheeks.

"So pretty."

He sighed that. Before you got the chance to even open your mouth. Bastard. You wrinkled your nose at him and tugged his head back down to your lips.

At that, he continued what he had been doing. He fondled your breasts a little, but his hands seemed bored, and they lowered to your hips, giving them a tight squeeze that made you groan. His fingers curled under the hem of your bottoms and he pulled away from your lips, puppy dog eyes on his face.

"Can I take these off? Pleeeeease?"

"Yesy, yes! Just do it already!" You snorted. A huge grin appeared on his face and he stripped away your pants and underwear together, leaving you completely bare.

He paused, stared between your legs, and his eyes steadily drifted up and up. Soon, an unbeatable smile spread across his face. One of embarrassment. He covered his face and shook his head side to side, giggling.

"Ehehe, I can't, I can't! This has to be a dream, you're too pretty to be real!"

"Hehehe, Rui, you sound 13 right now," you laughed along with him. He leaned back down and nuzzled into your tummy, still grinning and giggling.

"So soft, so pretty... Am I really that good that I get to have sex with you? Nahhhhhh..."

"Rui, you're so pretty and perfect too~"

"Ehehe, alright, alright! Since we both want it so bad, no hesitation, yeah? Like a show! Ehe, I'm happy to give you everything~"

With that, he all but ripped his shirt and pants off. He leaned in and started kissing you again, grabbing one of your hands and pressing it to his barely clothed cock. He squealed against your lips at the feeling of your hand touching his most sensitive and needy spot. You squeezed it gently, and his hips bucked against you a good three times before he could control himself.

This was all taking too long. He shoved his boxers off and let your hand wrap fully around his shaft. At just one stroke, he had to leave your lips, a shaky, sighing moan forcing its way out of him.

"Rui, put it in." You breathed, your voice warm. His eyes met yours for a second, his smile dropping as his eyes went blank.

He felt everything. Panic and confusion and excitement rolled up into an oddly flavored feeling that made his dick throb in both his and your hands. You giggled at the look on his face, but he dropped his head to your collarbone, gripping his length in one hand and holding your hip with the other. He slowly thrusted forward, his tip entering you faster than you could process, followed by each throbbing inch of him. You felt overwhelming pleasure flood your senses as he bottomed out.

Then, suddenly, his insides were roasting in a way he'd never once felt before. The feeling of red-hot pleasure so strong it honestly scared him. He didn't know what he meant, but it felt like something was going to burst. Something good.

You, on the other hand, could barely see straight. You didn't know how big Rui was, you'd never thought about it, but fuck was he too big. You swore you could feel him in your stomach. You couldn't muster words to ask if maybe he should pull out a little. Just pathetic moans of his name, dripping off your tongue.

Suddenly, he hugged you. He all but cuddled you into the couch, his head stuffed into the nape of his neck as his arms wrapped around and squeezed you like it was his last day on Earth.

"Wanna... w-wanna stay like this forever...!" He mused, and you could feel the giant smile on his face. Your shoulder felt wet. You couldn't tell if it was sweat, tears, or drool.

He nuzzled you. "I love you s-so much, Y/n! Nnh, it's like I can't even handle it! I feel like I'm melting!"

He had to be absolutely gone. He barely moved, aside from his hips rolling softly in time with yours. Your head was steadily clearing up, though not fully, and you wondered if he was actually just going to stay like this.

"Rui..."

"Hm? Do you want me to start moving?"

After a moment, you nodded shyly.

"Ehehe, okay, my love." He got up, leaned in to press a tender kiss to your forehead, then curled his fingers into your skin as he pulled back. The friction made his eyes roll, his legs weak, his head foggy, but he couldn't even find it in him to hesitate.

When he plunged back in, you yelped, sobbing out moans. Fuck, you were going to cum. You wondered how, but... he just had to be that deep. You could barely control yourself.

He moaned in time with you, sounding blissful enough to have stars in his eyes. "This is my new favorite thing- this is my new hobby...!" He breathed out excitedly. "I feel so good! And my Y/n gets to feel good too! Ooh, I'm so happy!"

"Rui!" You squeaked out before he plunged in again. You seriously felt like you were about to burst. All the sensations were dizzying. Sure enough, with one last deep thrust from Rui, you were clinging to him with all your strength, crying out in the strongest orgasm of your life.

Rui knew this meant something. He didn't know exactly what, but... it probably meant you were about to be done. He wasn't ready to be done. As you shuddered in his arms, he picked up the pace a little, listening to how your moaning turned into panicked babbles of pleasure. The delicious friction of his cock inside you soon bacme too much for him. He felt that exploding sensation hit him like a train, a loud moan throwing itself out of his lungs. He felt something leave him, coating your insides, and it felt amazing.

He collapsed soon after, barely able to keep his eyes open. He could feel his consciousness fading. He leaned up shakily, his hand finding your cheek as he pressed a weak kiss to your cheek. Then everything went black.

...

"Rui?"

[hereyeswithoutaface]

A couple of fruits (Part 6)

the sixth and final part of my bullet train prequel fanfiction (or at least the first act) all other parts on my profile!

notes: i have had the most amazing time writing this fic, and the support i have received has been so lovely and i am so grateful for it all. unfortunately, this is the end of the teens' stories, however- an epilogue along with some lovely fanart by @katkandi will be posted on sunday. i would love to continue this story and hope to do so, as i already have a plot for when the group meet again as adults, but it is even more upsetting if i'm being honest, but enjoy lovelies <333

TW: mentions of death + alcohol. violence and strong language, gut wrenching angst, white girl tears (ref)

for one last time, a name reminder:

lemon- toby

tangerine- michael

The second they both entered Ashley's bedroom, Michael shut the door and leaned against it, sighing before he spoke.

"You have to leave."

"What? Why?" Ashley exclaimed at him, rather offended that she was been told to leave, when they were in her apartment.

"I'm being serious, Ash. Those vans- i think they're here for me and Toby, and i don't want you getting hurt." He tried to explain it to her, his gaze unwavering as he stared at the girl in front of him.

"I'm not a damsel in distress Michael." She huffed, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes- she couldn't understand why he was so passionate about her going away somewhere.

"No, you're not. But i care about you, and i won't let you get dragged into my mess that i put myself in. I need you to go."

"Who do you think the people in those vans are- huh? If you are oh so insightful and full of wisdom."

"I don't know, okay? But what i think, is that they somehow know about...the incident... I don't know how, or why- but i just have this sickening feeling that they do."

"It could always be pest control- i mean, next door had a spider problem last week-" Ashley tried to insist, she didn't like what he was telling her one bit, and was desperate to change his opinion.

"It's not! I- it can't be, bloody hell Ashley, just piss off okay?." He snapped at her, glaring at her with an anger she had never seen before, she stepped back.

"Don't fucking say that to me, if i leave, you aren't helping me- you'd just be abandoning me like everyone else in this shithole of a place. You and Toby are the only people i have- what am i supposed to do if you get taken away- work in the bar until i die from addiction? No, i ain't doing that, i'm coming with you."

They stood in silence for a bit, neither one looking away from the other's stare, truthfully, the teens didn't know what to do, or how to fix the impending problem. Luckily, they didn't have to dwell on it for long, as Toby started banging on the door.

"Let me in- bloody let me in will you?! There's some proper diesels trying to get in the apartment!!" He sounded desperate, and awfully scared as he ratted his fist over and over against the wood of the door before Michael finally pulled it open, sending Toby plunging forwards onto the floor. "You could've warned me-"

"We have bigger problems, mate." Michael rolled his eyes as he watched his brother stumble, grabbing his shoulder to steady him.

"The people outside the apartment- are they the same people who were in the vans?" Ashley perked up, sticking her head around the door to see into the front window at the end of the hallway and kitchen.

Staring right back at her, was a group of men and women in suits, all lined up against the front of the apartment, it was absolutely terrifying and there was nothing they could do about it, Ashley's mother wasn't even home.

"Don't do that-" Toby insisted and pulled her back from looking out the door, dragging his hand over his face in frustration before looking at his brother. "Do you reckon they know?" "About the incident? Totally, I can't see any other reason why a bunch of people who look like reject men in black agents would come looking for some teenagers." Michael shrugged and crossed his arms, tilting his head in the direction of the door.

"But- who are they? Like realistically, what are they going to do? They don't look like police." Ash pointed out the obvious, what would these people do to them?

"If i'm being honest- i don't know, but i don't exactly want to stay in here and wait for them to barge the pissing door down, so i suggest we go." Michael responded and sighed, he didn't want Ashley nor his brother getting hurt, and he looked at the window with a raised eyebrow.

"No- no we are not climbing out through the window- C'mon Ash back me up-" Toby's eyes went wide at what Michael was insinuating and shook his head profusely.

But it was too late for that, as Ash had already grabbed a hoodie for her to put on, and did so before she clambered over onto her bed and unlatched the window, climbing through it and beckoning the others to do the same.

"This is stupid!" Toby exclaimed as he stumbled out of the window behind the other two who were now running down the street that was only dimly lit by a few flickering lamps.

"SHUT UP TOBY!" The other two in question yelled in unison at Toby's whining, and each grabbed one of his wrists as they started to properly sprint away from the apartment, to anywhere that could be deemed as safe for them.

They seemed to run for what felt like miles, the party seemed like a blur from yeas ago, when in reality, Michael had cut open Ted's head less than an hour ago, and he was probably on his way to the hospital with his hysteric parents whilst everyone else got picked up by their overly caring families who loved them so. But these three teens didn't live like that. Toby's biological parents both died in a car accident when he was a baby, Michael's mum had gotten sick and passed away, whilst his father had been killed in a rigged boxing match; and to make it worse, the two had murdered their adoptive father and let their mother spiral. Meanwhile, Ashley's father was in prison and her mum was an alcoholic. Their parents didn't care about them, the three damn well knew it, and they were pretty sure these people in suits knew it too.

"Where are we going?" Toby yelped as he almost tripped, stumbling as they dragged him, the three were running to try and get as far away as possible from the people as they could, but they had been at it for a good while now, and they were all beginning to slow down and get tired, panting as they ran, but Ashley wouldn't give up, she couldn't lose her friends. "I don't know! Just somewhere they can't find us- we'll go to the church- they used to hide people there!!" She was being unreasonable now, and they all knew it, but would they admit it? Well Michael would.

"In the medieval times! Look, we have nowhere to go, they're gonna get us Ash, you need to stop." He came to a halt and grabbed her by the shoulder, causing her to get sent flying back slightly and her shoes scraped against the floor.

"What?!-" She exclaimed in annoyance, looking back at him with an annoyed and infuriated expression, why wouldn't he let them run. "But- the people will find you both!"

"Then let them. Let them find me and Toby, they won't rest until they do." He sighed, the moment would've arguably been much more emotional if his brother wasn't heaving in breaths beside them both.

Ashley was about to protest before bright yellow lights practically blinded her, the vans had found them. She lifted her hands and covered her eyes from the beam coming from the vehicles, and bit her tongue, shit.

The three stood in a circle like formation, their backs all to each other as they stared ahead at the multitude of black vans parked around them, fundamentally stopping them from getting away.

A man in a suit, followed by a few other people, stepped out of the vans and approached them, his hands clasped together. He spoke slowly and calmly, and didn't seem affected in any way by the lights.

"Toby Davies, Michael Davies, Ashley Edwards, I was wondering when i would finally to meet you all face to face. I must admit, you don't look as threatening in person, except you, Michael, you seem like a fighting force."

"Who are you?" Michael lunged forwards to the man, but both Toby and Ashley grabbed his shoulders, as the other people raised guns at the three teens.

"Ah ah- no need for weapons now, put them down." The man glared behind him at the others, before stepping forwards and turning to the teens. "As for you, my name is Agent Sasco, we want you and your brother, to work for us. We've been following you both since the unfortunate passing of your foster father, and we believe you have great potential."

"Shove it up your ass, you diesel." Toby rolled his eyes at the man's words, which seemed to aggravate the people more, they raised their guns again, and weren't told to lower them that time.

"I wouldn't do that if i were you, at the agency you will learn to, control, your anger, something you and your brother must learn to do better." The man nodded, before looking to Ashley.

"What?" She glared at him, her gaze cold and unforgiving, there seemed to be tears forming in her eyes, she was usually so strong and put together, but not anymore she wasn't.

"Nothing, I just hope you've said your goodbyes." He said simply and raised his hand, signalling to his people.

Suddenly, it all seemed to happen in slow motion. A tranquilizer dart was fired directly into her neck, which caused her to pass out and fall onto the ground almost instantly before she could even react or try to stop it, her head hitting the gravel with a thunk. Michael yelled in anger when he realized what had happened, trying to run to be beside her, but was pulled away by a rather large man. Meanwhile, Toby was trying to fight off another man, but ended up getting punched directly square in the jaw, knocking him out too.

Ashley was lifted up and carried into one van, the two boys into another, Michael writhing and tears spilling out of his eyes as he watched her get taken away from him.

"You can't! You can't do that!! You wanker- let me out!!!!" He yelled, over and over again as they took her, and pushed him into the back of a van with Toby. The door was slammed shut and locked within seconds, leaving the only source of light the small window in the back, the people started to drive, putting up the window that blocked the front from the back of the van so they didn't have to listen to Michael's muffled yells of anger.

He eventually stopped, realizing there was no luck or reason in doing it, he instead turned to stare out the window, and watched the van with Ashley in drive the other direction, bleak music playing on the radio, it was the universal, the same song that played after he killed his foster father.

'Well, just let them go.

Just let them go.

Just let them go.'

[lightninghikaru]

Hi!

I couldn't stop myself from writing to personally thank you for your work. I got so completely absorbed in Turning Tides that I ended up neglecting a ton of things over the past few weeks, reading it nonstop late into the night. I haven’t had such an intense ADHD fixation in a long time (in the best possible way). So, thank you so much for your creativity—I’m beyond happy to have found this story while it’s still being written! (Waiting is tough for someone with ADHD, but it’s so amazing that, of course, I’ll keep following along while also reading all your other works.)

Besides my gratitude, there are a couple of other reasons I wanted to reach out. First: if you ever decide to publish Turning Tides as a book (I can totally imagine the incredible fanart by @solar-socks on the cover), I’d be first in line to get a copy. Even though English isn’t my native language and my country has a terrible attitude toward non-traditional relationships, I would still love to own it in print.

And second: I’m going to speed through everything you’ve written so far and would love some recommendations for other good Sonadow fics to read while waiting for Darkness to update! If you’ve already answered this question somewhere, I’m sorry for missing it—I’d be grateful for a repost.

Once again, thank you so much for everything you do! Wishing you lots of luck and success in balancing all this with your main job. I’m really looking forward to the final part, where they finally exchange rings—on a finger this time—so that each of them can always return the other(not just Shadow). So many situations could have been saved by those rings… but then it wouldn’t have been nearly as thrilling)

All the best! 💙 Alice.

Ah! I'm so happy you enjoyed Tides!

To your first thing ... It will not be published since Sega characters are copyright. So sadly that's not going to happen.

Second point I sure do have fics! The in particular (though I am biased because my amazing friends wrote them)

"Tales of Avalon" written by the amazing Smash_50

If you like Aurthorian lore with gay knights that's

"Beyond a Promise" written by another amazing writer but_why_not

Slice of life that is dear to my heart.

(honorary mention they also wrote Chaos Barren. It's not Sonadowtober but I HIGHLY RECOMMEND)

I hope you enjoy Shadow Adventures as much as you did Tides. And please make sure to get some rest 🙏

[bunsofhoney]

Hi, @bunsofhoney!

Just wanted to tell you how much I loving reading your fanfic of Spideypool "Toxic"... I'm still in chapter 2 but already certain that I'm gonna read everything you have on Spideypool.

I always had lots of insomnia and after that normally I get depressed, so yesterday after gorging myself in fanart of spideypool, I found you and decided to give another go on AO3 (thought it wasn't for me) and now not letting you go! 🥰

Many thanks, fantastic work and just wanted to share the edit cover I did for your fanfic... it's a fanart piece that @thefuzzyaya made and I just added your title and some shading (hope they don't mind! 😬🤞).

Thanks and hope you are well and Happy Pride Month!

here's my edit:

and this is the original:

Oh my word! You have made a little writer's day, week, possibly year. I'm so grateful that my work had an impact on you! Seriously going to cry rn 🥹

Toxic is such a funny ole fic to me, it was started waaaaaay back in 2022 after I finished Sense and Insensibility and was originally a sequel to that. I finally finished the last chapter some time last fall and went back to the beginning and couldn't stand to read it anymore. I couldn't give it up because it's a story I haven't seen elsewhere, I really wanted a story where Peter and Eddie are friends and Peter volunteers to take in Venom. So I committed to rewriting each chapter before posting which is A LOT actually.

It's so interesting to see how my writing has changed, but it has still been a slog, so hearing that someone is really enjoying it is just...wow. I started writing because someone's fic inspired me, so it's wonderful to pass along the inspiration. thanks so much for sharing!

I super appreciate your edit, although I would never want to post someone's work without permission so I will just treasure it as a tasty snack. My fic Crime Rates and Ice Cream is specifically based on one of Aya's drawings, too. She does such beautiful, sexy work!

Happy pride! ♥️🧡💛💚💙💜

[xstarkillerx]

*let me do this again my dumb ass couldnt find the ask lmao*

dude i saw you reblogged my brian o'conner crash fanart, i was about to plug my A03 (i can't really post my delirious fantasies here since this is supposed to be a blog for my art collective 👀) BUT THEN i saw you already posted my shit here BUNNIE IT WAS YOU ALL ALONG insert iasip meme ILY <3 <3 <3

BASSE-FOSSE YOU ARE SO FAMOUS TO ME HELLLOOOOOO!!!!! It is me, you found me! I definitely should've put two and two together that the person posting art of Brian as Gabrielle and the person writing wild crash-f&f crossovers was one and the same lol. Although, as I've come to learn through your awesome recommendation that led me down a bit of a podfic rabbit hole, there are some bonkers, fantastical fics for f&f with super out there concepts but are really really well realized, which was pleasant to discover. I'm gonna keep blabbing under the read-more, because I'm so happy to have found you on tumblr, but I'll end off by saying I can't believe you posted to ao3 twice in July and I didn't know, I'm literally about to feast rn.

Anyway so nice to see you!!!!!

For anyone curious about what we're taking about, here you go!

I should take this time to say crash blew my mind, you were so right about the final scene being extremely similar to the end of the first f&f, to the point where my friend and I's reactions when we did that double feature were pretty much identical, it was so funny! We watched Crash first, and there was something about seeing that Miata finally get knocked off the highway, that was soooooooo... Like, I may be reading too much into this and I definitely don't understand the movie entirely yet, but MX-5 Miatas are one of the most personified cars out there because of their eye-like headlights and mouth-like vents, they literally look like 😃 it's so cute. Miatas are almost always portrayed as innocent, Friendly, and childlike, so to see the destruction of one (which the movie was def building up to), AND TO WATCH JAMES FUCK CATHERINE IN WRECKAGE , like it's such a good image to end on… it really drives home the irreparable effect being introduced to Vaughn's "world" had on them, like they basically went through the a fucked up version of the hero's journey and were left on the other side of the threshold not knowing how to cope, my jaw was on the floor!!! The unattainable fantasy of ultimate orgasm because of the resiliency of both cars AND human bodies, it was so good. "Maybe the next one, maybe the next one," still gives me shivers.

So watching F&F afterward was hilarious because my friend basically had the same reaction to its ending, that truck impact hit her real hard (she too wanted them to ugly fuck on the busted charger lol). I had told her that this was essentially the most blood we would ever see in the rest of the franchise which is not a lot, and we ended up having a whole conversation about comparing the fantasy set in place by both movies. The fantasy of F&F is essentially 1) the characters' inability to die/stay dead or get injured and 2) the seemingly omnipotent ability of cars to take down larger and larger vehicles, starting with 18-wheelers and progressing to yachts, trains, Humvees, planes, it's endless!! Whereas the fantasy in the world of Crash IS to die, to be scarred, marred, for every dent and scratch on your car to be mirrored on your skin until you're one and the same. It's the next evolution of man, to be melded with machine in a way that's gorey and sexual. Both works involve little family institutions, people who get it, people who have your back, and a fearless leader running the show. Where Dom Toretto literally can't die, or even lose, because it's in vin diesel's contract, Vaughn was fated to! What kind of example would he be setting for the others if he couldn't achieve the nirvana of dying on the toronto freeway.

Ugh I totally did not mean to give you an entire book report but I've been sitting on all of this for so long and I figured you of all people would understand being immensely effected by these two movies being put together lol. Anyway thanks for reaching out! I'm around if you ever wanna talk f&f, I loveeeeee the way you view that universe. Much luvvvv 🫶🫶

[acourtofladydeath]

🎵❤️ It’s the happiest season of all with those holiday greetings and gay (giggles in azris)* happy meetings when friends secret santas come to call 💚🎵

I was told you would like some Azris fanart or fanfiction this holiday season. I can’t draw very well but I can write, so a fanfic it is. I’ll be reaching out with more questions for you over the next few weeks with the hopes of writing you a gift that you will love. You may get tired of hearing from me, but to get started I only have two questions:

Could you tell me a few of your favorite things about Azris as a ship and or Azriel and Eris as characters?

And along those lines, what are some ao3 tags (common or made yourself) that your ideal Azris fic would contain?

I hope you have a great day! I’m really excited to be creating something for you ❤️

— your secret santa

*you don’t who I am so I just want to make it painfully clear that this is just the song lyric and I’m making a joke about it, I couldn’t care less what part of the alphabet mafia they identify as, as long as I get to mentally smash them together like Barbie dolls write them :)

HELLO NEW FRIEND (BECAUSE WE WILL BE FRIENDS BY THE END OF THIS)

First things first, and listen to me so closely right now: I will literally never get tired of hearing from you, so don't stop on my account. It's not possible.

Fanfic is EXCELLENT so LET'S GO!

Grab a drink and make yourself comfortable because these two *insert big sigh from the muses at the end of "I Won't Say I'm In Love" from Hercules*...

As far as them together: I love the power play (sexually, politically, within the relationship), the snark, and secret soft side only for each other. The masterminding. The vibe of "you mother fucker why are you hurt again, I'm the only one who's allowed to do that anymore and you know I make it fun for you".

My top 3 favorite things to read in the ship:

One of them is hurt, the other goes feral protecting them. (If I had to pick a preference it's hurt Az, protective Eris but I like both)

Relationship reveals to family, especially the inner circle.

The Court Intrigue. Like, politically there is so much to this ship being between two incredibly powerful men from two very different courts.

About Azriel: This man. I love his complexity, I love that he's still a bit of a blank page and we can put so much of our own thoughts into his personification. He's the kind of man that's quiet, but he speaks he slaps. It's either fucking hilarious or deeply profound. Sex wise: POCKET. BLIND. FOLD. You know he's kinky as fuck, and not the vanilla kink either. He goes hard and I love this for him, and especially for Eris (see my fic: 3 Jewels In the Hewn City)

About Eris: He's just so good. He's done so much for his family to protect them, and he plays his role so well. This man is playing the game and he is playing it well. He will change the world for the better once he gets control of it. And he will be a cocky asshole the entire time in the best way. He is unapologetic in my favorite way. He fucks with fire in his veins and he holds nothing back.

I'm convinced their switches in a constant battle for dominance (which Eris almost always wins and Azriel loves that). Here I'll add a tag from one of my own fics: "definitely some dom/sub/brat power play dynamics to be found here" "oh but who will come out on top"

I know you didn't ask for this, but I'm throwing it in here cuz it goes along with my thoughts about this ship: If you couldn't tell by the name of my blog I'm a huge Nesta stan. I HC that she's best friends with both Eris and Azriel, and I love that for her. I'd love to see her play a role in some way.

AO3 tags: look I'm a sucker for fucking unhinged AO3 tags, so typical stuff isn't what grabs my attention. But for these 2, going along with #1 of my top 3 things we have hurt/comfort. I'm also a sucker for a good sic fic. protective!Eris, injured!Az or vice versa are also favored tags for this ship. I'm not sure you can write azris without an angst, childhood trauma, or canon typical violence tag. (like I know that you CAN...and I definitely have...but...) Going along with #2 on my above list, this tag was taken from starsandscritps fic shovel talk "meeting the parents but the parents are the inner circle". Also, I love a mating bond/fated mates tag. I'm such a sucker for fated mates, not just a relationship. But the best fated mates work toward and for a romantic relationship on top of the bond.

Smash those Barbie dolls together, I'm so here for it. I like smut, but I love/prefer smut with BACKSTORY. Like, let them heal and save each other from other people and/or their inner demons before they break each other all but in a fun, kinky way. I hope you like essays, cuz I will go into heavy detail repeatedly and with great gusto. I literally could keep going but imma leave it here for now. Please let me know if there's anything I should clarify! Did I answer the question? Unclear. Did I send lots of useful info? Hopefully. So excited to hear from you, and SO EXCITED for this process!!

[miso-sopas]

Hello 👀 Consider this ask a bit of market data research, because I'm also writing a Ninjago fic because I always wanted to read something hyper specific before realizing "yeah...I'm just going to have to write something instead of messing around with scenarios to songs." Thing is, I love my OC ���� but those fics are even less popular than X Reader ones, and when you spend ages plotting, planning, researching, and doing the pre-write for various chapters, going unnoticed feels like a buzz kill. So I was wondering if it would be better to just remove the OC aspect entirely and just restructure it as an X Reader? They're basically OC fics anyways with the author deciding the backstory and powers, it's really just a matter of POV and fill-in-brackets tossed in.

Hello! Wow I feel flustered for being asked about this because I exactly went through this. I've been a fanfic reader for so long that sometimes there's an itch that you couldn't just find or it's been discontinued that you want to write it. I'm answering this as best I can, I still see myself as an amateur writer and written like seven fanfics in ao3 so I am not an expert. Anyway, I'll help you the best of I can and thank you for asking me about this.

Sorry for the grammar ahead, my English skills is still not squeaky perfect!

Personally, I started writing fanfics because the audience I want to gather is me. Sounds weird but one thing I learned about the fanfic community- especially to readers and OC fics is that if the writer themselves are having fun and enjoying the process then guaranteed their product is also fun and engaging for the readers.

I know, its a bummer that the "popular" ones are reader-inserts. But let me ask this for you, who are you writing for?

To be honest with you, the one thing I always remind myself is to write for yourself first then for the audience that will take interest in next. I haven't learned much about the algorithm or whatnot but one thing I learned as someone who is posting art online is it gets competitive for your personal interests. The core of writing fanfics like these is it's a personal hobby (even reading them) and it's purely driven on how the writer is engaged with both content and the publicity it gets in the platform.

If you love your OC that's lovely! If you feel that their description and the scenarios you'll write is vague enough as a reader-insert then go ahead! The challenge is that in the latter you really need to be vague and open for the character to be a blank state with few details to make them a character. I think this is the core of reader-inserts, that it should suit any reader- no matter their gender, ethnicity, beliefs, physical appearances, and I've seen disgruntled comments pointing out to one thing; they don't want to feel excluded because the MC was an OC all along. I think this is in the matter of labelling your fic if its an OC or a reader-insert, so the next one is whose audience are you reeling in for your fic?

It really depends on your writing techniques on how you can build that character, if your writing is really honed in specific details and really centered to the OC then I'll go with focusing on that.

And I get your fear, that you put so much effort for your OC then it doesn't get noticed, and for that if you really want then you can make it a reader-insert. Fun fact, most of my stories are really OCs. I instead focused on their characterizations and stories than their specific descriptions so that everyone can enjoy. Only in fanarts that I get to draw their appearances and whatnot but writing wise, if both my writing style and my heart can take my MCs be vague and to be interpretated for anyone to put themselves or their OCs into then that's fine with me! But you should really write for your own comfort and interest, if you really think that your OC should be in the spotlight of your story then by all means write away!

These are the key notes I noticed and learned when writing about MCs;

OC centered fics are specific and character focused in terms of how you mold their background and personality into the canon universe.

Reader-insert centered fics are vague and character focused in terms of personality and decisions that anyone can relate into. Its hard to explain as writing wise, this is the hardest thing you'll do because as I mention at its core you want to cater to anyone regardless of their identity or their OC who'll they put into.

So sorry for the long answer! Hope this helps your decision, and I feel you for debating whether or not you'll write your OC as your MC but as I said do what you want for yourself so that your writing journey is enjoyable for you.

Feel free to comment about anything I said or if there's some confusing statements I made. Most of these are the things I observed in the fanfic community as both reader and writer, and also solely in the OC and reader-insert community.

Also, would like to share these tips from different reader-insert writers here at tumblr, they helped me understand and shape my writing ✌️

A Guide to Writing Inclusive Reader-Inserts by user two-gays-in-a-trenchcoat

The Guide to Writing Reader-Insert Fanfiction by user kalmoart

[chaos0pikachu]

who said y'all can't live, laugh, like whatever you like? I'm really glad you don't see the same snaps I'm seeing all the time non-stop like god damn ask fans of playboyy how it was when the show was airing and we couldn't go into the tag without rancid take after rancid take about the show being like "watching zoo animals" or speaking over actual sex workers lmao hell I can barely look in any Mame related show tag without ppl still discoursing about tharntype or calling Mame a bigot or clogging up the tag with their "trash watches"

If you only watch a couple shows a year you probably don't see the same things I see or that I see my fandom buddies going through on the daily so like, maybe there's a wider context you're missing here cause I'm talking about a wider general fandom behavior not a singular incident or singular show

I got no problem with people hating, my ass can't stand most BL Classics like UWMA, Lovely Writer, 1000 Stars or most gmmtv shows but my ass is also not kicking in the door of the tag and breaking down why I think those shows suck - and trust I could, easily, on a technical film making level I could break those shows into pieces but I won't b/c why would I go into someone's house and tell them their food sucks?

I can keep that shit on my blog and out of the tag if I wanna talk about how X popular BL actor is actually peak overrated and also micro expressions aren't real b/c I'm not really looking to bring ppl who like The Heart Killers down let them have their fun? why is my "critique" so important it MUST be seen by fans?

the 4mins tag was a mess for like 2 weeks post finale with ppl just complaining and saying the show was Bad Actually if ppl are "allowed" to post all that in the tag why can't others be like "yeah actually I disagree and y'all are kinda annoying about this"? What's the difference here? Why are ppl allowed to post "critique" but others can't post critique of said critique? either the tag is a free-for-all or there's an expected fandom etiquette

y'all are absolutely allowed - who the fuck am I to tell you otherwise? I'm a stranger on the internet lol - to say "great and tyme's relationship is under development" my response to that would be "gucci, why don't you write or prompt a fic to fix that?" cause that's what fandom has always been about since like, zines during the star trek era and I miss it

Honestly back in the day there used to be more fighting b/c if it was in the tag it was open season to respond to - which I think is valid, you post something publicly in a searchable tag ppl are gonna roll up to it I knew what I was doing - but this caused a ton of in fighting so fandoms started making separate tags to curb the fighting. That's why there were things like "su critical" or "anti sterek" tags so ppl who wanted to talk positively about The Thing could and people who wanted to talk negatively about The Thing could without having to deal with each other on a large scale.

anyway my fandom experience isn't ruined, I like pancakes but I don't hate waffles it ain't that serious I just see less creation period in the larger BL fandom - or even the support of creation why don't ppl reshare ppl's fanarts or fanfic? my ass can't draw for shit but I constantly reblog fanart and talk with folks even random folks encouraging them to write or draw - and more ppl trying to gatekeep and girlboss various fandoms. Again, this is a larger issue I see within the general BL fandom along with other more recent fandoms

my thing about the current bl discourse of "all bls suck (except the ones I like)" is instead of whining in the tag for weeks on end every episode ppl could be like, writing fic to fix the shit they don't like.

you think great and tyme's relationship was under developed? gucci, write the canon divergence fic that gives them the development you wanted to see. you think We Are wasn't queer~ enough or didn't do found family well enough? aces, write the fic that puts more emphasis on queer found family. you think kidnap isn't dark enough or whatever? fantastic, write the dark mafia fic that goes there

like what, y'all thought supernatural has a billion fics because the show is GOOD? b/c fans were SATISFIED? what do y'all think ao3 is FOR? go wild, be the change you want to see in the world, let the freak flag fly, throw canon against the wall like an egg on mischief night

[boasamishipper]

PLEASE write the hangote fic based on that art of coyote stealing his toothpick, i will gain 30 years of life from it

based on this incredible fanart by the incredible @blurrwar

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"I want a drink."

"Mmhmm. Good thing we're at a bar, then."

"Coyote," Hangman said. He didn't whine, because he was a grown-ass man and a fucking fighter pilot to boot, but he wasn't above wheedling to get his way. And he was damn good at wheedling.

Coyote opened one eye. He had his feet up on the table, his arms behind his head, and the top two buttons of his shirt were undone. There was a girl two tables over who was eyeing him with interest, but if he noticed her, he didn't let on. "You still got half of your beer left, man."

"Well, you know me." Hangman grinned and stuck a toothpick in his mouth, doing his best to talk around it. "Always planning ahead."

Coyote snorted, and his eyes stayed on Hangman the entire time it took Hangman to lift his bottle of Budweiser to his mouth and drain the contents, all without removing the toothpick. One of his best party tricks, next to playing darts with his eyes shut. "What is it with you and those, anyway?"

Hangman shrugged one shoulder - not even to be coy, but because he genuinely didn't have an answer. Used to be that he preferred chewing gum, but he'd found he preferred toothpicks to Trident (and cinnamon-flavored ones to plain) somewhere along the way. "What can I say? Just part of my charm." He spun it around slowly with his tongue and winked. "Maybe you ought to give it a try, Machado. Get yourself some character."

Coyote rolled his eyes, but there was a thoughtful tilt to his head as he stood. Hangman leaned back in his chair and shut his eyes, tilting his head back so he could feel the cool breeze from the ceiling fan. A shadow passed over him; he opened his eyes and almost swallowed his toothpick when he saw Coyote's face so close to his. Close enough that he could smell Coyote's aftershave; could count every one of Coyote's dark eyelashes.

A smirk slowly curved Coyote's mouth. He leaned in a little closer, bracing himself on the back of Hangman's chair with one hand, until his breath ghosted over Hangman's lips - and then he bit at the end of the toothpick, sliding it out of Hangman's mouth and between his own lips. His tongue darted out to flick at the toothpick, shifting it to the corner of his mouth, and Hangman felt a shiver like static shock slide down his spine, pinning him in place. The ocean could have swallowed the Hard Deck whole and he still wouldn't have been able to turn his head.

Coyote's eyes danced with mischief. "See what you mean," he said, and flipped the toothpick over in his mouth; bit it between his teeth as he grinned. Hangman's heart jolted so hard it was almost painful. "I feel like I've got character already."

"Get me a beer and you can keep it," Hangman croaked, desperate to regain the upper hand. He hoped the words had come out properly. He couldn't even hear himself think over how hard his heart was pounding. He had to be more drunk than he'd originally thought. "Won't even charge you for shipping and handling."

Coyote's grin, if possible, broadened. "Works for me."

He strode off through the crowd to the counter like it was nothing, and Hangman watched him go, his entire body taut as a whipcord and buzzing like soda fizz. Screw the twenty bucks tradition. Their next game of darts, he was gonna win it back.

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

❤️What is your favorite line that you’ve written in a fic?✍️ What’s your ideal writing setup?🚀 Do you like to outline your fic first or create as you go?💛What is the most impactful lesson you’ve learned about writing?🎨 If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?too many questions?I hope not and if so I would like to remind you that you don't have to answer every question here but I also thank you for helping me out of the silent anon(I ❤ your writing)

Referring to this ask game I posted before.

Thank you for sending these questions! It was fun having to consider some things and why I do them. 😆 And it wasn't too many questions at all! UvU

And you're welcome! I'm proud of you for gaining the confidence to come out of anon ;;v;; 💗 I hope to hear more from you soon! >v< In the meantime, here are the answers to your questions~! >vÓ/)

❤ What is your favorite line you've written in a fic?

"Huh. Well, uh...glad you like my cooking, Gri--hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! NO! Grim! You had yours, the rest are mine! Stoooop! Nevermore!!"

There are a lot of lines I've written that I'm quite fond of, but I'm always happy to think of this line as it is another aspect that is a mix between a sibling-like bond that develops over time while mixing the age-old pet owner struggle of defending your food from sneaky paws and teeth.

✍️ What's your ideal writing setup?

Honestly, so long as I have a notebook, clipboard, and my opencils, I can write anywhere! Typically speaking though, at home I'll be sitting at the coffee table on the floor with YouTube videos playing in the background or whenever I'm in a lecture. I don't really doodle like some people do to focus on the lessons or discussion, so writing is my way of staying awake and focused!

🚀 Do you like to outline your fic first or create as you go?

I mostly tend to create as I go, like dumping a bunch of sand in the box before rewriting it to build my "sand castle" so to speak. 99% of the time though, I know where I want the fic to go, I just gotta figure out the how part! If you were to see my notes, I tend to keep them organized via bullet points in word documents or hand-written. This helps me keep ideas I have in mind somewhere I can reference later if I wanna verify something or finally bring it in as a plot point!

💛 What is the most impactful lesson you've learned about writing?

To just...let go and write what feels fun and enjoyable. Before I started this blog, I would start fics for other fandoms and then just...putter out or run out of steam. Somewhere along the line, I lost my confidence to continue projects I started because it either took me too long to get the next chapter up, or my ideas wind up getting too big the more I try to make it elaborate and amazing for the audience. Perfectionism, I suppose. Now though...with every single one of you that has liked, reblogged, commented, or even indulged my in my AU ideas...you've all helped reminding me why I loved creating fics and how much fun it was.

Sorry, that got a little sentimental, but I am truly grateful for all the love and support you all have given me. Thank you. ;;v;;

🎨 If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

Oh gosh, even the random doodles or sketches people have submitted have made me so happy, let alone when someone writes their own fics or gets creative with incorporating their characters into my AUs! I couldn't possibly choose when it's much more fun to see what parts or characters someone loved enough to get creative with it. QvQ

[actualbird]

Good morning, Zak! Fairytales are usually read at night before bed but oh well sometimes you gotta break tradition.

So first off, you really nailed that fairytale feel of the first few paragraohs and I adore it so much!! It's not just adding "once upon a time", the enture beginning feels like I could find it written a book of old fairytales somewhere.

Second of all hehe repetition my beloved I'm eating well today. I already mentioned "once upon a time", but the repetition of them looking for each other is great too. Great job retelling the plot of Looming Nightmare so well!!!

Ria's tail squeezing Luke's leg like how she'd squeeze his hand aaaaa so much has changed but some things will always stay the same this is why I love childhood friends so much.

Aha whaat no way is there a story where the only ending is suffering haha :')

Love how in canon Tears of Themis Luke the new stuff Luke and mc have to get the hang of is suddenly feeling flustered at things they used to do all the time when they were kids and here it's girlfriend dragon now cgjcgkc

Luke is so right they're cowards draconic traits are one of the absolute best things characters can ever have it makes them look so pretty!!

Luke the most supportive boyfriend in the world he's just so supportive of all Ria's new draconic traits and instincts i love them both so much.

Thank you so much for writing this and also _seventastic for creating that gorgeous fanart!!! Characters with traits of mythical creatures are my biggest weakness in the world so dragon mc is just so, so good and I adore this au so much. Why'd Looming Nightmare have to end like that, why couldn't it at least be bittersweet :( but yes this fluff was exactly what I needed, it was so cute and I adored it so much. As always, I look forward to the next chapter of this when it comes out!

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waaAAAHH HI HI MILKYWAYYY :DDDD thank u for reading the first chapter of "yes, she’s my lover, yes, she’s a half-dragon. any more questions?" hehe!!

fairytales can b read at any time, time isnt real, just magic and also im getting to this ask finally at 5pm in my time HAHA

im so glad u enjoyed the first bit of the chapter!! that was deffo the feeling i tried to evoke, just with much less archaic sayings/sentence structures. it was also kinda based on a minific i wrote here of the exact same card, but when it had just dropped on the cn server and we didnt know the story yet, just saw the images. im just a sucker for the fairytale vibe

and also im a sucker for repetition HSDVFJKHSDF on some level i was like "hm, ok, i think theres way too much repetition than is strictly speaking Necessary in this chapter" but then i was also like "but it makes me happy. so it stays."

and YEEEAA i rlly wanted to parallel their experiences cuz when i read looming nightmare, i was also looking for that like...clearer didactic framing of what they both went thru cuz it was all there! but since mc's story in the card only gets mentioned towards the end, it didnt get much time to shine.

(sidenote: this fic is actually gonna be me writing a bunch of what i wish we got to hear from mc in that story. as much as i love luke (i do, you all know i do So Much) among the many qualms i had with the card is that mc is a focal point in the plot but also so incredibly absent. we dont even hear (or rather, read) her speak.

well, shes gonna be speaking a lot in this fic as the chapters go on HVAJKHSFVAKJ)

you and i and every other person who got their heart crushed by what actually happened in looming nightmare: huh? sorry? wdym?? THAT DIDNT HAPPEN

and YESS HEHE the whole "gimmick" (i cant think of a better word to articulate this concept with?) of this fic was also inspired by the current event!! luke and mc adjusting to new things!!! theyre so cute and they love each other so much but thers gonna be a lot of awkward moments and learning curves and support along the way. also magic. cuz magic is so goddamn fun to write JHVDKJFHS

lastly, i adore dragons. so much. theres this fic, my dragon!marius fic, and also in three different fandoms ive been in in the past, i wrote 1 fic each where i turned a character into a dragon-hybrid of some sort.

this fic makes Five Fics Zak Has Written Where He Turns A Character Into A Dragon-Hybrid Of Sorts thus far

i just really dragons. im gonna keep writing this trope over and over in different iterations and nobody can stop me, HAHA

thank u so much for the lovely comment, milkyway!!! <3 looming nightmare was inhumane ajhsfvajshfva but i hope that this fic and the rest of its chapters can help as a fanon aloe vera salve for the brutal sunburn of angst that card gave us all

[whenastrofell]

I cannot even remember where I learned most fandom vocab it's just part of me now-

I knoww I need to watch more and I need to make my family watch them with me- I've seen Howl's Moving Castle, Spirited Away, My Neighbor Totoro, and Kiki's Delivery Service thus far- which are your favorites so I have some to check out first? :3

I care so much about the Jotakak egg comic actually like. It would have been my shit when I was a few years younger tbh. I think it was pretty cool of CLAMP to publish fan doujinshi too. The art is also really good (almost unfairly so). (And it's also really fucking funny lol.) Like man I can only dream of making something that iconic-

I read like. All of the CCS manga and then Clow Card (which I did not read) also ties in with XXXholic (my beloved, I need to reread that I loved it so much but after a while I couldn't find the books).

I can honestly see the appeal of any ship (again, spin a random wheel). It takes so little for people to sell me on things tbh- Jonadio isn't really my thing either but I think it's Interesting especially from a one-sided perspective on Dio's end? Also fanart of Jonathan and Dio as Giorno (sometimes divorced) dads is very funny to me- Again it's really not my thing either I just Understand The Appeal (Ig I'm lowkey just a chill guy like that. Or something. Idfk brainrot I feel like an old man). There's this one comic about one-sided Jonawagon that made me tear up and that's like. Most of my exposure to the ship and I just. I think about it sometimes.

I think my thing is like. I ship bruabba but I don't find it interesting in the same why I find other ships interesting. Like there's not a lot of their dynamic that I'm interested in exploring like I am other ships. What can I say I like to get my cork board and red yarn out sdlfjk;a- Like Futrish is a fun way to explore getting out of the mafia, guilt, etc. Giomis is a fun way to explore power dynamics and trauma. Giotrish is about... divorce for some reason. ...I could talk about Fumis for hours they mean everything to me. So for me Bruabba are just... there (Not that they're not interesting in general I'm just not interested by them).

Shackled together by the fate the universe chose for them caused me psychic damage and I think I ship Fugonara more now (A live example of how I'm very easy to sell on things asljdkf)

(You can't kill me till I finish my million multi chapter fic projects and visual novel nooo... 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️💨)

Yea!! It's also like... how different varieties of relationship could impact their relationship as well. Like somewhere along the lines my brain decided that if Giorno and Trish got together it would Not End Well but I think they'd get along as friends no questions asked. Fumis QPR is also very near and dear to my heart and it's Different than romantic Fumis to me (but also every relationship I write probably reads like a QPR because I don't understand romance B)). I just like thinking about characters and their relationships w/ each other only add onto that. (I think it also helps me be more tolerant of ships I have a bad gut reaction to if I think of why someone would like it too cause I think people are too quick to say awful things because of ships they don't like)

I can't dance either but I will learn the torture dance specifically for them. Forcing my friends who know dance to do it with me so it just looks like Fugo got dragged in late and hasn't learned it all yet-

Like I want to know what's going on the mind of whoever decided it should be that they're related. "We can't have these gay freaks, disgusting. They're siblings now." And then now it's just... gay incest- Like I get they cut scenes and stuff also but still-

I can talk for so long that my partner who doesn't talk much will get a sore throat after conversations with me 😭

You should totally ramble to me about ships you like :3 However many you like I’m just curious uwu

(I didn’t answer this as soon as I got it bc I was thinking about what to say lolz 😭)

tbh I like most ships as long as it’s not problematic or I find them weird/that they don’t have much chemistry. I also don’t mind poly or platonic ships (duh). I’d be sitting here all day yapping ab the ships I like/am okay w bc frankly it doesn’t have to strictly be character A X character B, I think it could also be character A X character C, etc. as long as it’s not any wrong. I won’t be going apeshit(/neg) over ships that I don’t like as much or have like a 2 year age gap. I mean, I think it starts to get weird when there’s 4 years of difference. I think people do too much when they hate on less popular ships smh if it’s nothing weird then let ppl have fun w their little kitty witties smh 😞

Huge yapping starts here vvv

Some ships I like tho r a lot of Ghibli movie couples in general bc they’re just super cute and I love the writing Ghibli does for its characters (I want what they have.). I also like Yukito/Yue X Touya and Syaoran X Sakura from CCS but that doesn’t mean I don’t also like Tomoko X Sakura (pretty sure Tomoko implied to like her anyway). I also like some other side ships from CCS but I barely remember their names bc it’s been so long since I’ve watched it and Netflix took it down 💔. CCS ships r cute in general I think, I’ve never seen any problematic ship (except that one girl X her fucking teacher. Pookie. You’re like 13. Don’t date ur teacher. And she was so pretty too bro why did they make her a questionable character 😭). And now. Getting to jjba my beloved. Since I unfortunately focus so so so much on p5 those are the only ships I’ll yap ab 😢. Huge honorable mention to Jonathan X Erina (jonaeri) tho they’re super cute together even if a lot of ppl said they barely have screen time and stuff :3. Anyway. Part 5. I honestly don’t care much about ships in la squadra as long as they had some form of interaction y’know (I don’t pay too much attention to La squadra anyway 💔). Usually ppl get really divided when it comes to Bucci gang ships tho. Honestly I’d rather see them all as a friend group that see each other as siblings to avoid all that shipping, but I admit I really like some pairings, like fugonara, bruabba, giotrish, futrish, naratrish, etc. I really don’t mind it that much (I don’t rlly ship mista w anyone bc I just don’t think there’s anybody matching his freak 😭). I mainly ship fugonara as you can see just bc to me it makes a lot of sense even if I also see them under platonic light. If there’s fugo, there’s narancia, and if there’s narancia, there’s fugo. I just find that rlly cute :3. I also like their backstories and how they tie together and the narancia death scene ripped my heart out in the anime so (IM CRYING AGAIN JUST FROM THINKING AB IT STOP 💔). Again that doesn’t mean I dislike the other ships, I just don’t pay much attention to them or think they had as much chemistry or time together. I love seeing my fave characters tho, so it’s not like I won’t like the content if there’s like gionara or something. Honestly I like seeing ppl have fun w their cutie patooties as long as it’s not too controversial, once again. It’s rlly a shame that ppl can jump at each others throat bc they disagree on a mere ship. It’s literally not gonna alter your life. Also, bc I say a ship some bucci gang characters doesn’t mean I don’t also ship them platonically. (I’ll type it like it’s ao3 tags lolz. Pretty sure & instead of / is for platonic, right?) I rlly like Narancia&Mista&Fugo (torture dance trio is literally the best friendship ever to me bc wdym you did a coordinated dance w ur homies to torture someone that’s so cool). There are also a few others, but they don’t come to mind rn (and there’s a f,y in my room annoying me.) You know what I think I gave jjba way too much attention. I also like Mimi X Sheshe (my fav lesbians fr 😍) from mermaid melody pichi pichi pitch. They tried censoring them by making them “sisters”, but they were blatantly and very obviously lesbians. Like vro. They are touching each other so homoerotically and have complimenting colours. And I think that’s most of it…

I don’t wanna make this any longer than it is so um. Yeah. This was a ramble. I didn’t realize it was so long lolz. But yeah it’s basically that :3

[rose-colored-amy]

So, this is a continuation to my extremely short one-shot Last Moments, Last Regrets, but it can be read as a stand-alone. Regardless, I'll leave the link of that one in here:

Also, thanks to @coeurhh for suggesting I write a second part. You're a sweetheart 🥰

She made a lovely fanart/gif, which I'm also sharing, of course:

Prompt: AU. Sakura's death goes unnoticed to everyone but the squad she protected with her life and Tsunade. Team Kakashi doesn't find out until the very end, when Naruto and Sasuke have already had their fight, and there's nothing to do about it but mourn the absence.

Warning: Mild Sasusaku and lots of angst. Team 7 sort-of-fluff (?)

—Blue Bird, Let Go—

"Hey, bastard... I know they really let us down, the village, I mean."

"Aa... "

"But I really think it's not all that bad. When we were I team, I knew you understood. It felt like having a brother, believe it."

They were watching their lives go by, shadows of unknown faces passing by them, not noticing their pain, or not caring whatsoever. Their backs were touching, but it was all cold and bleak; a bad memory. A clan slaughtered, a demon sealed. Two lonely boys wallowing in their own sadness.

"Well, even if I don't make it, I'm glad it was you, bastard—"

"Shut up, idiot." His voice sounded strained, even for his standards, but Sasuke was so tired he couldn't even bring himself to care.

"We're really dying, ah? Wanna say something? I do have things to say, 'cause there's no way I'm dying—"

"In silence?" Sasuke interrupted, but Naruto payed him no mind.

"Without telling you how much of an asshole you've been! I couldn't even keep my promise to Sakura-chan! She's gonna be so damn mad when she finds out, I'm sure she'll drag me back to life just to cave my face in—" He was rambling at that point, but it was just so comforting and normal to Sasuke that he didn't even acknowledge it anymore.

"Hn. Sakura... She..."

"She still loves you, asshole. I don't have any idea how it can be possible but—"

"I'm sorry..." It sounded rushed, but Naruto heard it perfectly, and in the darkness of their shared consciousness, Sasuke heard a resigned sigh.

"Well, it's not that bad. I cannot imagine dying beside anyone but you, bastard."

"Idiot..." He made a pause. "Me neither."

"You're both a pair of idiots!"

Suddenly, the unreadable mass of unrecognizable faces around them cleared, and one figure stood in front of them, pink eyebrows frowned in annoyance. Though this version of Sakura looked familiar, it was one none of the boys had seen in a long time. Genin, long-haired, Sakura was glaring at them, arms crossed.

"Sakura-chan! What are you doing in here?!"

Her eyes softened. "What, so I'm supposed to let you two die, after everything? No way in hell!"

"Sakura..."

"You!" She pointed at Sasuke, who flinched slightly at her rudeness. "I don't know what the hell happened, but I don't care. Lighten up and start being your moody self. We love you just like that! Don't act so repented and shit! If you're sorry stop looking like a lost puppy and start doing something about it, you asshole!" Her voice was raising with madness and it was slightly off putting to see what used to be a stuttering lovestruck preteen talking to him like that.

Naruto snorted at that, obviously delighted for not being at the receiving end of her wrath for once. It was short-lived, however.

"And you!" She pointed at the blonde; then crossed her arms. He jumped back in fright. "What is this? How dare you even consider dying after you promised to be the best goddamned Hokage in history?! Here I am, rooting for you, while you lay around like a lazy pig with your edgy bro there. You should be ashamed of yourself!" She scoffed.

Naruto's mouth was so wide open he could have caught a fly. "Lazy pig? Are you kidding?!"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow, half amused, half annoyed. "Edgy?"

Suddenly, the edges of their vision began to blurr, like a genjutsu being unravelled. "Ah, someone came to help you at last." Sakura seemed relieved. Strangely so.

"Hey, Sakura-chan! You know what? You're right. I'll be the best damn Hokage ever, believe it! Just you watch!" He threw a punch to the air.

Seemingly placated and pleased with his answer, she nodded. "I know so." Then, she turned to her other teammate, who was concentrating solely on her face, mismatched eyes softened as they'll ever be. "And you'll make sure he doesn't mess up, right?"

They shared a long silence. There was something strange about Sakura aside her appearance. He could tell. "Hn. I will..."

"Hey! I don't need him watching over—"

"Sure you don't." He countered sarcastically.

"Also..." They turned to her again. "I'm sorry."

"Wha—" Naruto stuttered. "What the hell would you be sorry for, Sakura-chan?! If anything, it's the bastard here who should be apologizing to you!"

"Sakura..." Sasuke seemed to be searching for the right words, but she couldn't let them go without them listening to her. To what she needed them to know. There wasn't much time left after all.

"I'm sorry, because I wasn't what you needed..." She closed her eyes, her pretty minty orbs. Her appearance suddenly shifted, before then now standing her true self, still dressed in the standard shinobi uniform of the alliance. Her forehead protector lost to whoever knows where. "And thank you. You both made me stronger. You made me appreciate what I had. And I'll always, always love you. Our moments together like team seven... I'll treasure them for all eternity."

"Sakura-chan..."

"I know Konoha wasn't the best to you both, but don't forget the good... The wholesome moments. It's all that matters in the end... Our bonds, the bonds you managed to forge with sweat and blood... The world we live in, the world that gave me the chance to meet you. To me, that's to be cherished. Forever."

The white light started overwhelming the rest. Even Sakura's features started dissapearing.

"Live. Just live." For that, she specifically stared at Sasuke, a soft smile playing on her lips. "And thank you."

Sasuke started racing towards her, hand stretched, a forebonding understanding shaking his bones. "Sakura!"

And then, they both lost consciousness.

When they woke up, aside from feeling like shit, the first thing that crossed their minds what the finality of Sakura's words. Tsunade was beside them, patching them up, with Kakashi beside her, silently watching over them.

"About time, brats! What were you think—"

"Baa-san." Naruto interrupted her, his voice the most serious she had heard him until then.

"Where's Sakura?" Sasuke finished for him, his eyes icy and detached, trying to keep his worry at bay.

But she didn't need to answer. Her chakra flow hesitated, spiking with sorrow. Her eyes glistening with unbearable loss. Kakashi, at her side, stared, eyes widened in comprehension.

She was gone by a long shot.

And they were just finding out.

...

Everybody had different ways of dealing with loss. Naruto helped rebuild the village along with everyone else, but he skipped his usual meals, his ramen left forgotten in his kitchen counter. His movements when sparring were sloppy at best, not just because of the new prosthetic limb, but also because his mind was clearly somewhere else. Usually, Shikamaru would drag him out his makeship house, like he had done when Jiraija was gone for good. Sometimes, he would bring Ino with him, who was suspiciously skinny and messier than normal. No makeup covering the dark circles under her eyes.

Kakashi spent more than usual at the memorial stone every day, tracing the newly marked name of the girl who once remained him of Rin but that had come to claim a place for herself in his heart. Also, he took more missions than it was allowed in a month, going so far as to pick up his ANBU mask again, which caused an altercation with Tsunade, who hadn't been sober in a long time and had been hoping to hand the Hokage seat to him.

Sai avoided the color pink for a long time.

Sasuke... Well, he dealed with loss the same as everyone else... Longing for the missing person to be there, itching to have the opportunity to say what he couldn't at the time. Wanting to be alone whenever they would reach for him... And he built a tomb for her in hopes to find some closure. Not that official, because there wasn't a body to bury, and it had no name, but it was enough for him. He would bring with him camellias every day, buying them at the Yamanaka's, where Ino would always glance at him in silent understanding.

One morning, on his way to her tomb, he spotted a young shinobi leaving a white lilly for her. When he came by, the child spoke without a care, like they were acquaintances. "This is Sakura-san's, right?"

"Hn." It wasn't really an answer, but the child seemed to understand anyway.

"You know? Mama and big sister are also buried in these grounds... I always talk to them and tell them about my day and stuff I want them to know!" He turned to the Uchiha, a smirk on his cherubic face. "I'm sure she would appreciate it as well." And just like that, he left without another word.

Sasuke sat on the ground, just in front of the stone, mismatched eyes half lidded. Sensing no one in the vicinity, he exaled a shaky breath, and his dam opened up, the words longing to be said broke the silence he had been wrapping around himself since he knew of her death:

"I miss you... I've been missing you since I first left."

[threewaysdivided]

as a fellow painfully slow writer, i'd just like to say—i feel you; i understand you, and you are not alone atop the Word Glacier. stay strong, and if it comes down to it, don't be afraid to rant to the wallpaper! it can't exactly talk back, but i've found getting spoilers into even just the open air can help soothe the ache—either way, i wish you an untroubled pen.

(referring to this post)

Aww, thanks anon! And all the very best with your project as well 💜

I suppose this is the double-edged sword of the planner-writing style.

On one hand, having the story already planned out in depth is great! The path is already there so I don't have to stress about pantsing myself into a plot-hole I can't get out of. I can look ahead and remind myself of future things I love (and know that I've already done some of the prep-work for them when the time comes). I can move up and down the timeline to work on future scenes if I'm not feeling the immediate upcoming chapter (I've been playing around with some Conner stuff recently). And sometimes I can take a break from the storytelling altogether to play with thought-exercises and meta-analyses (hence those posts about The Light and Martian Prejudice). NGL I would love for Deathly Weapons to get a TVTropes page once it's a little further along, so I can see what other people are making of the meta-side. It's fun to be able to plant foreshadowing when I know what it's pointing to - both a little secret for me to enjoy now, and a treat for other people to find later.

But on the other... they say "write for yourself", and in some ways for me this story has already been written. I'm still relishing the details and having fun tinkering around adding new flourishes, little elaborations and rediscovering things in my upcoming notes, but most of those big emotions and moments of discovery are experiences I've already had in planning. It's not in prose, but most of the substance is already there for me - if someone asked me to make a Deathly Weapons wiki, I could probably do that and do it faster than actually putting chapters out. You can probably tell that I usually engage with fandom via meta and reading more than writing. I’m proud of what I've made and I want to get it written up and posted, but the experience of discovering what that story is is definitely something I'm creating to share with others.   DW started out as the fanfic I wanted to find but couldn't, and as the one writing it I can never experience what that blind-read would have been like - it's why I love it when commenters/ reviewers stop by and give me a glimpse of their experiences with it.

(Also, let it not go unsaid: I massively overcommitted with this one. Deathly Weapons has 11 planned missions alongside intervening character chapters. I think YJS1 captured lightning in a bottle and I wanted to reflect some of that in Arc II, but amidst the throes of creativity I kind of jumped in feet-first and ended up setting myself the task of solo-writing a half-season as my first major fanfic project. Whoops.)

Besides that, I think fandom is a very community experience. I got into writing fic through reading it and finding fanart (which I think is the same for a lot of people). I don't really like the word "engagement" these days because of how overused and corporatized it's become but there is something to be said for reciprocity - being part of that shared community and creative energy. It's kind of like mutual gift-giving but the main gift is time.

Being a slow creator is kind of hard in that space because fandom is so ephemeral. There are some series which have unusual staying power (A:TLA and B:TAS are considered classics for good reason and Danny Phantom is infamous as the fandom-which-does-not-die) but most of them will ebb and flow, and age out and sometimes haemorrhage when canon backflips off a cliff over every shark in existence and fanworks are kind of at the whims of that. It's the price we pay for piggybacking off someone else's work and audience. I thought I was safe, I thought I had picked two series which were finished or at least over but nooooo...

It's one of the reasons I'm incredibly grateful to have found some discord friends who were willing to let me share major DW spoilers with them, as well as to @cryxdraws and @doodly-doop for making and sharing their lovely DW art pieces. Not only was it really generous for them to give me their time like that, it's been amazing to know that there are people out there for who this little hobby project means something, and who also think it's worth seeing through to the end.

So, until then...

[frustrated-writer-skyeknight]

HiJack JiMitri - The Road to El Dorado AU Plotbunnies

Yet again, another AU that’s been in my head for a while, because the movie was amazing and Migulio's dynamic really fits well with how I write interactions of my Hiccup&Jim friendship dynamic. It's going to be a bit of a combination of El Dorado and Atlantis AU though.

Really, it's an iconic dynamic.

Again, feel free to use these plot bunnies or some of them if you wanna do your own fics. Chances are I'm not the only one who thought of it. I've seen some fanart. You can credit me or just let me know you used it, just so I can also read it hahaha.

Again, I still don’t know how I could put my own spin on the plot.

Usually, when I make AUs, I used elements of canon from the characters respective movies. In my Aladdin!AU, HiJack and JiMitri, "The Norn's Will" in AO3, it's following the Remake Aladdin movie plot a bit. But instead of a genie, I made it a cursed elf who can make orders asked of him into reality. In this case, the elf would be Dimitri. Cursed elf, cursed by Norns. So to apply Norse mythology that Berkians believe in you. Dimitri could look like elfy, just give knife ears hahaha

Anyway, I'm digressing. You can click the link to read about the Aladdin!AU

So here are my Plotbunnies for the AU:

Jim would take the central role of Tulio, and Hiccup will take the central role of Miguel (and Milo)

Jack is Kida, and Dimitri is Chel (and Helga).

North is the head of the Guardians, the defende forces of 'El Dorado' (Hið gullna, 'The Golden' in Icelandic. [Subject for change]) or, in this case, of the hidden tribe that lives in the Island. And Jack's his son.

The Introduction scene would start with Drago readying an expedition to find Treasure Planet Island, with Dimitri as his Wayfinder. Drago rides a muzzled Nightfury, Toothless.

Then someone comes to mention that a very important piece for the journey was missing.

Next scene with would be Hiccup and Jim, conning sailors with loaded dice. They got enough and Jim was ready to call it a day. Then the sailor insisted for one more role, wagering a supposed map to Hið gullna. Jim was curious but didn't want to risk it. They couldn't get caught, after all. Hiccup was another story.

While Jim and Hiccup were arguing whether or not to agree to one more roll, Drago's agents was heard coming in. Likely being the one to have stolen the item they're looking for, the sailor handed the charm to Jim and made it look like he was the one who took it. Saying something along the lines of "No! I know you stole it, so I'm not buying it from you."

With a pile of coin at Jim and Hiccup's side, it was believed and they were apprehended.

They were taken to Drago.

Drago maintained that if Jim and Hiccup had taken it, they knew about its importance and would also know how to crack the puzzle. Either they lend their aid or face the noose.

Of course, they really didn't know how but it would be foolish to make the claim now. Jim and Hiccup worked together and gave it a go to decipher the sphere charm, and by some sheer dumb luck, they opened it. A map drops out of the charm, with a tiny shard of crystal wrapped in it.

Drago suspected that the parchment was made of an ancient material and the map would've been worn and crumbled at touch. But the crystal preserved it. He didn't know how to make sense of the writings though.

Hiccup did. Before he was orphaned, he received education and studied up some languages. He admitted this idly by reading one line which Jim smacked him on the head for, but the damage was done.

And that's how Hiccup and Jim ended up being commissioned into participating in the expedition.

At the dead of night though, Hiccup and Jim work on their escape with Toothless's help just like the movie. Toothless can't fly though due to a deformation on his tail.

Dimitri tried to stop them. Well, pretended to. Instead, he asked them to come along because he's been waiting for a chance to escape Drago's charge for years.

Jim said no.

Hiccup said yes. Debating they did need someone to help them navigate wherever.

Dimitri tricked them though. Instead of heading back to Berk, he had them going to the destination island of Drago's expedition, wanting whatever treasure it had. Regretfully, he forgot that he didn't get the map. Which he and Jim argued about.

Hiccup mentioned having taking it when he was looking for food provisions. This made Jim more annoyed.

Jack leaves his village to find some lead to the Core Crystal of the Island, to stop it from sinking into the sea. He meets the trio in his travels through the jungle.

Since Jim and Hiccup held the charm when they first opened it, they could understand Jack.

Dimitri could only understand if he holds the crystal found with the map. Which meant he get to hold on to it from then, which he didn't argue with for sure. Jim thinks it's unfair.