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shatouto · 3 years ago

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Hello!!! I just read the first chapter of The Cygnets at Sundown and I have to say that I really really enjoyed it and am looking forward to reading what you have planned for the rest of your fic!!

I really really like the fact that you’re subverting the typical a/b/o dynamics by having a more dominant omega!obi-wan and a more submissive alpha!anakin and I’m really interested by how this dynamic will develop between them romantically and sexually!

I absolutely adore the fact that you’ve chosen to make this a mando/jedi relationship as well in addition to subverting the typical alpha/omega dynamic. I love the idea of anakin, being a mandalorian, who knows that he should find honor in fighting and killing but doesn’t and can barely do it and who doesn’t even like the scent of his own Alpha-ness. (Though I don’t doubt anakin can be v scary when his loved ones are threatened). Then to contrast this with jedi!obi-wan, being part of the jedi who are known as peacekeepers, and being an omega (who is probably stereotyped as being soft and loving), and even being a crèche-master with six younglings. And while I don’t doubt that obi-wan is very loving and soothing (probs esp eventually to anakin), it’s very intriguing to ponder about just how good obi-wan is at sparring hand-to-hand or with his lightsaber, and just how far he’s willing to go to protect his loved ones. I know we haven’t even seen obi-wan yet but still I’m just so enraptured by the way you’ve laid the groundwork for this multi-faceted dynamic between them already. (Also I’m sorry but I just love watching obi-wan fight, cause he’s so good at it but he doesn’t like violence and that’s just a very interesting dichotomy to me and I’m just so impressed whenever he fights with someone that I like seeing ppl in fics be impressed to lol.)

That’s not even to mention the way that anakin is probs force-sensitive, and how that’s going to be another thing that obi-wan helps him discover and accept about himself. Also the way that I’m very excited to see how obi-wan integrates himself into this mandalorian society, if he’ll ever have to “prove himself” via combat or something and proceeding to do so (sorry I just love seeing characters defy expectations), if we’ll see any other jedi characters (sorry I just love the jedi), and just watching obikin fall in love and raise their six younglings together. Also, by the ASOIAF reference in the tags, I wonder how bloody things might get.

All in all, absolutely wonderful work and I’m so intrigued to see where this fic is gonna go <33

oh my dear lord thank you SO MUCH i can’t even tell you how many times i’ve come back to reread this ask, you’re so sweet

seriously i’m very happy that you liked the beginning (even tho obi-wan isn’t even there yet)!! it’s always fun to play around with dynamics haha- and this fic started with a Very Specific Purpose but then i came up with the setting and suddenly there’s a whole slew of worldbuilding springing up, and who am i to reject the muse? haha anyway don’t be sorry AT ALL, i also love watching obi-wan fight and, without spoiling, i can promise you you’ll see it like a few times :333

and lololol per the ASOIAF reference i was more talking about the pseudo-medieval feel of the prose xD don’t worry about it, this is really just a little jedi/mando love story. looking at the outline i can honestly tell you this will be one of the most fluffy things i’ve ever written, it’s rly so jam-packed with romance clichés <333

for anybody who’s interested, here’s The Cygnets at Sundown :3

#ask #TCAS #a/b/o #obikin #it was supposed to be a vent oneshot fic now it’s 7 chapters #shatou writes

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ranger-kellyn · 4 years ago

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11 Favorite Excerpts

In honor if it being the 11 year anniversary of the first fic I ever posted, Platinum Bound, I thought I’d list out 10 of my favorite excerpts from everything I’ve posted so far, 1 from something I haven’t posted yet, and then kind of just. Talk about it~

As always, feel free to talk to me about any of my fics, no matter how old or new~ I’m very vain~<3

1 - Come With Me - Prologue - 03/02/2015 - Completed

A day that was supposed to be filled with sorrow and mourning had turned out to be very lovely. The cold that had long persisted since November had decided to lighten its icy grip on this one day in particular. It was almost a tragedy in itself that the weather failed to match the mood by pouring a relentless downpour. Rain was fit for a funeral. Not sunshine.

The opening to Come With Me has always had a special place in my heart, and while I know my writing has gotten better since then, I always hold up this opening as like...my premium brand, I suppose. I love the mood the prologue sets up for Siebold’s side of the story. Mismatched weather. His parents having the same death date. A sense of odd relationship dynamics with them. Clear indication that there’s going to be a lot of conflict with Jean as shown by Diantha, Siebold’d childhood friend, who has a clear disdain towards him. CWM may not be my BEST WORK, but it’s probably one of my favorites. ALSO....come on...the restaurant’s name is Apple of The Earth, which is a direct translation of pomme de terre, which is French for potato. And like???? i just get a little kick out of it every time

2 - It Takes Two - 12/16/2014 - Oneshot

Siebold chuckled. “A water dark type? My, my. You’ve already put yourself at a disadvantage. Cress shook his head. “Don’t give away your secret ingredient just yet, Siebold. Leave something to the imagination, please,” he teased.

If there is ONE THING I LOVE it’s writing flirty banter for these two, and this fic if full of it. My first fic for Cress/Siebold, staking my claim on the pool noodle that is this ship. I AM the captain of this pool noodle

3 - Second Chances - Chapter 7 - 06/14/2017 - Ongoing

“It was supposed to be me!” . . . Shaking, she stopped herself in the front hallway. Looking over the large, glass-famed map, she felt as though she was leaving her own body as she slammed herself against it in a last ditch effort to feel something other than emotional pain. In an effort to put a physical wound to her emotional one.

There’s plenty of happier lines from this fic I could choose. Ch 10 had a section I was considering instead, but I think this emotionally charged section has always stood out for me. I like to generally characterize Cynthia as someone who is in control of her emotions, or at the very least, is very good at compartmentalizing things, but here, she absolutely loses it. No rationality. No seeking help. Just raw pain. It was supposed to be me. Because it was! It absolutely was! In the previous chapter you learn that Diantha had fully intended to propose to her! But was instead manipulated by her mother and manager into leaving Cynthia. While Cynthia didn’t know that, we do, and that makes that line so much more painful to me. I swear. ONE DAY. I’ll actually finish this fic.

4 - Fortune and Fame - Chapter 1 - 03/23/2016 - Completed

“The best part of that outfit would be taking it off.” Her mouth turns into a smile. “I should think so,” she tells you.

Second person POV is a HUGE pain in the ass, but I still love this silly little fic, and I love this silly little moment EVEN MORE. What can I say. I love flirty banter. This whole fic was an absolute experiment, and while it certainly could be better, considering 2POV is not something I regularly work with, I’ve never been too upset with it.

5 - Stockholm - Chapter 4 - 06/20/2016 - Ongoing

“You’re my mission and my mission alone. I don’t need outside help,” he tells me. I catch myself about to laugh. “Figured you would welcome it seeing as whatever you think you’re doing to me clearly isn’t working.” He moves closer, enough for me to feel the warmth of his body, but it’s only when I think he’s looking at my lips do I come to my senses, pulling my legs up to my person, and pushing back up against the wall. “I would say it’s working just fine.”

i like to think of this fic as me playing in a sandbox. i don’t REALLY know what i’m doing, but i’m having fun, and that’s all that matters. This is a fic I had been thinking about for the longest time. I abandoned it back in 2016. I don’t really remember why, but I posted the first update early this year, and I just. I’ve been loving it since. I haven’t played in first person in SUCH a long time, it’s just nice to play in the space, and explore a darker emotion I guess. Game verse Commander Saturn/Dawn is always a weakness of mine

6 - Shadows of My Heart - Chapter 4 - 02/22/2011 - Completed

Looking at Kellyn, I notice that he has taken his jacket off and is now offering it to me. Shaking my head, I tell him that I can't take it, even though I would love nothing more than to take him up on his offer. He walks closer, smiling as he places his jacket over me. Now, the only thing I hear is the sound of the rain bouncing off of Kellyn's jacket, and the sound my own heartbeat. I'd have to be crazy or dead to not be blushing right now, and obviously my pulse is still going…

if you’ve followed me for a few years, you might think this is a weird pick for me. i complain about it a lot. i experience a lot of visceral cringe whenever i reread it (Like i did just now searching for a section i liked) But that’s why I like it. I love having this visible benchmark of where I’ve come from, and where my ideals have shifted to. I’ve always written Kellyn as my Ideal Man™© and in this fic he is suCH A “NICE GUY” AND IT’S JUST. SO BAD. I’M SO GLAD I’M NOT WITH THE KIND OF PERSON I USED TO WISH I WAS WITH. This fic is, at best, clumsy. Younger me was venting a LOT of stuff. Everything I put Rhythmi through in the fic, I was dealing with irl, and NOT handling them well. I never recommend this for reading, but I list it here because it’s like looking in a time capsule.

7 - Washington Blues - Chapter 2 - 04/30/2012 - Abandoned Work

Looking back up at me, the afternoon sun shines on her face. As if I needed to be reminded that she is very pretty. “I believe that it is too soon to be giving a definite answer, but,” she pauses to brush some hair behind her ear, “I do believe I am going to like it here.” I nod, liking the answer she has provided. I put my pink bag over my shoulder, and step down the stairs. “That’s good to hear. I do hope you come to love our little band,” I say, putting a little emphasis on “our”. Hopefully she will start using that term as well.

This fic has been abandoned since 2012, but as I was rereading it just now, I...felt a weird urge to give it a second chance? Marching band was my EVERYTHING in high school. It was basically my personality. It and Homestuck. If nothing else, I think I might give this fic a redo, because it’s something my younger self would have loved. I had so many ideas I wanted to explore and I think it would be a fun space to explore. Just reading it I got the most tactile memories of band camp, from the sounds, all the way down to the god awful smells. One day I’ll give this fic another go, but probably in 3rd person lmao. Also, it’s kind of funny. I remember holding this fic up as like. My Magnum Opus. I considered chapter 1 to be the BEST thing I had written up to that point. Now? It’s so fucking D RY......and no real person talks like they all do l m a o I love being able to see how far I’ve come.

8 - Hindsight - Sometime Feb 2014? - Oneshot for an old RP group

This question led him to placing both of his hands in his lap. “I would never describe her as winter. It’s the season she hates the most. From what I’ve gathered during our travels together, understandably so,” he answered, not meeting her eyes.

While this fic is OLD it holds a very special place in my heart. I had stopped writing for a while. For about 2 years nothing I wrote ever really panned out, and joining that RP group was literally the best thing I could have done for my creativity. It was so much fun, and I met some truly incredible people thanks to it. Literally, everything I’ve written since I attribute to that group. <3 I may not talk to most of them anymore, but I have some of the best memories of that time, and I just. Genuinely don’t think I would have HALF of what I have written now if it hadn’t been for their support. <3

9 - Ours For The Taking - Chapter 2 - 01/28/2012 - Abandoned Work

Killing is in the nature of almost every Pokémon, but we humans have inhibited that out for the most part. It doesn't take much to trigger the instinct though. A couple kills and then they thirst for blood.

Now i know this looks like a WACK ASS PICK. It’s been abandoned since 2012. It’s bad. It’s gore. It’s bad. But that’s exactly why I picked it. That, and I know it would chap Farla’s ass bc she told me years ago how awful this fic was. The whole reason my writing confidence took a blow. I can look back and know that this fic wasn’t great, but I hate for my younger self that they were knocked down like that. You can’t learn the boundaries of your writing until you try to push them. Maybe I could have turned into a great gore/horror writer if I hadn’t been knocked down? Who knows? But because of that negative experience, I now approach all comments I leave on fics with “unconditional positive regard”. I firmly believe if someone wants con-crit they’ll ask for it, and even then, I’m not someone who is going to offer up that criticism. That’s not my jam. I’m just here for a good time. This fic may be bad, but that’s why I love it. I love how over the top, 2Edgy4me the two chapters are.

10 - Getaway Car - Chapter 5 - 01/01/2019 - Ongoing

Pulling away just enough to make them look at one another, Cynthia looked her over. She was getting more drunk admissions than she ever thought she would, and she was in no frame of mind to worry about pushing her luck. “How did that make you feel?” she asked. She let her hand trail down her arm as she spoke. “Grounded. Like nothing else in the world mattered except us in that moment. I wasn’t worried about filming, deadlines, what people might say or think, or– anything, really. All that mattered was the calm you brought me, and how without meaning to you’ve made me feel like the most important person in the room.”

It’s no secret that Getaway Car is like. MY BABY. This is MY FIC. MY BABY. I CHERISH THIS FIC FOR SO MANY REASONS. I like venting through characters, and this fic is no exception. But I loved writing this moment specifically, because it just...I think it encapsulates everything Diantha has been looking for. She lives a charmed, chaotic life. Up to that point in the fic, she’s with a man who can’t really be bothered to give her the time of day, but also can’t handle the idea of letting her go. Without meaning to, without necessarily trying to, Cynthia makes her feel like the most important person in the room. She grounds her, and someone who lives a star-studded life needs that. This fic is my baby. My everything. It’s probably what I’m known for at this point, and I’m A-OK with that because these two are my everything. (ALSO, I specifically posted this fic when I did to get Farla to leave me a review, and had a good laugh about it when she did. My “bat shit crazy” plot device has ended up being my most popular fic~)

11 - Namtaflu - Chapter _ - Draft from NaNoWriMo 2019

The sound of something rising to the surface of the water attracted everyone’s attention. Turning their eyes towards the water, one by one, countless Starmie and Staryu began to surface, floating atop the water, their bright gem center’s shining in the moonlight. “Oh, wow,” Bianca said, holding the Audino closer to herself. "What are they doing?” Hilbert asked, turning himself so he wasn’t having to strain to look at them. Cheren shrugged. “They’ve always done this.” "They’re looking at the stars,” Hilda added. “It’s what Nona would always tell me. She said she read it in a book somewhere. They surface at night to look at the stars, and they’ll even start blinking here soon.” As she said it, from out in the distance, quick flashes of red began to move along the waves, reminding both her and Cheren of fireflies from further south. Soon enough, the entire shoreline was filled with the water pokémon blinking away at the stars, almost as if they were communicating with each other, or even something else. A few Audino continued to sit with them, everyone moved to silence by the display, afraid to make a single noise, not wanting to scare them at all and make them stop. The display moved in waves, like a heartbeat, ebbing and flowing. At times they were bright enough to cast a glow onto the shore, and at others it seemed like they had collectively stopped for the night. Once Broadway and Manhattan had decided to retire for the night, the group came to an agreement that it was time they retired for the night as well. They had stayed up long past sundown, but it had been worth every second.

I won’t be posting this fic WELL until my three current ongoing fics are completed, but this fic is pretty much everything to me. I first got the idea for this fic back in 2013, my senior year of high school. I wrote the first draft my first NaNoWriMo in 2014, and did a second draft of it last year. This fic has evolved SO MUCH, but this last draft is where I’m REALLY happy with it. I firmly believe there’s never a “right time” to write a fic, but I also believe this fic absolutely benefited from me not posting it after that first draft. They’re almost two entirely different stories. The original had a lot of unhealthy relationship dynamics, and this time, i decided, FUCK THAT, and now it’s a hilda/hilbert/cheren/bianca poly fic ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ I can’t wait for the day when I actually get to share this fic with the world.

#writing tag #my fics #i spENT ALL DANG DAY ON THIS

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mycatshuman · 5 years ago

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Masterlist

So Alone

Virgil feels so alone all of the time. At first, playing the bad guy was fun, but now?

Pre-Accepting Anxiety

Based on the song So Alone by Anna Blue.

Warnings: suicide attempt. Please let me know if I should add more

Silent Scream Part 1 | Part 2

Virgil doesn't want to be the bad guy. Why can't the others hear his silent scream?

Based on the song Silent Scream by Anna Blue

Warnings: mentions of self harm, nightmares panic attack, anxiety

Am I Supposed To Apologize?

Roman doesn't understand why his mother acted like that.

Based on the song Am I supposed to apologize? by Maria Mena

Warnings: Abandonment issues? And if there’s any more please let me know.

Black Roses Red

Virgil loves Roman. But doesn't think Roman loves him. He just wants some color in his life. Can Roman give it?

Pairings: Prinxiety

Loosely based on the song Black Roses Red by Alana Grace.

Warnings: I don’t think there’s anything bad, if there is anything please let me know so I can warn people.

The Curse

Roman goes to the creepy mansion to play music for the man who lives there. They become friends.

Yeah, this one was terrible. I'm thinking of redoing it.

Pairings: hinted Prinxiety and Logicality?

Based on the song The Curse from Rigoletto

Warnings: I don’t think there is anything to warn against. If you find anything please let me know.

Dark Hood

Chapter fic: discontinued.

A vampire/robin hood/vampire hunter fic. I really don't know. Its not good.

Pairings: Prinxiety? Logicality?

Warnings on each chapter.

Unforgiving Waters

These cold waters are Unforgiving. They take and take.

Pairings: Prinxiety

Word count: 4, 831

Warnings: death, drowning, sinking, panic attack, let me know if I missed any, please

Prinxiety Lover

This oneshot is based on a video my friend sent me. The video is called Butter Lover and it is hilarious. And if you watch, you have to watch til the end. Very end. Here's the link https://youtu.be/yKGeJXk2qWQ

Anyway, Roman works at a boring gas station in the middle of nowhere when a rougish stranger comes in and buys a stick of butter. The stranger was very handsome and Roman didn't think much of their future until he comes in for more butter. But one question strays away from all his gay thoughts, what is the man doing with all this butter?

Word count: 1,460

Parings: I don’t think I have to say.

Warnings: language, slight nsfw mention I guess? Let me know if I missed any.

A Half Empty Shell | A Half Full Shell

Vent fic that got a sequel with a happy ending.

Pairings: Prinxiety

Warnings: angst

The Demonologists

This is a Sanders Sides Au based on The Conjuring Universe. So please, if you can not handle things like that please refrain from reading further. Warnings for each chapter will be posted in the notes.

Pairings: Prinxiety and Logicality

Warnings on each chapter

Chaptered fic: in progress

Word count so far: 8,090

Die Schere Hand

What happens when Patton brings down a man with scissors for hands to his home that he shares with his friend Roman and crush Logan?

This was a Halloween Special fic

Chaptered fic: Finished.

Word Count: 16,619

Pairings: Prinxiety and Logicality

Warnings on each chapter

Dreaming Of Snow

A White Christmas Sanders Sides Au.

Starring

Virgil as Virgil Wallace

Logan as Logan Davis

Thomas as General Thomas Sanders

Patton as Patton Haynes

Roman as Roman Haynes

Deceit as Schlange Harrison

Joan as themselves

Talyn as themselves

And Emile Picani and Remy!

Pairings: Prinxiety and Logicality

Word Count: 18,670

Warnings on each chapter

Castle Of Devils

Roman works part time as a realtor with his childhood best friend and boss, Logan Sanders. Now he's being sent to an all expenses paid trip to a region in Romania called Transylvania to help a men purchase a home in America and learn the culture and customs. Before he can even make it to Castle Dracula, a cashier in a local gas station warns him of devils in the castle and gives him a cross to ward of the evil as he promises to slay the best. However, when he finally meets his host, Virgil Stoker, he finds himself confused and crushing.

Why do the locals think its a castle of devils?

What's up with Virgil?

Will Roman trust him?

Chaptered fic: in progress

Pairings: Eventual Prinxiety

Warnings on each chapter

Word count so far: 10,518

The Gilmore Gays

This is a Sanders Sides au based on the 7 season series the Gilmore Girls. It includes eventually Prinxiety and eventual logicality. It will possibly be more dialogue than anything and some Gilmore girls characters will remain the same. Not everything will follow the script completely. Any warnings will be posted at the notes before the chapter.

Pairings: Eventual Prinxiety

Chapter fic: in progress, slow going

Word count so far: 7,322

It Can't Be Over

Virgil doesn't think he's good enough for Roman. He decided to set him free so he can be better.

Based on the song It Can't Be Over from Monster High.

Angst with happy ending

Pairings: Prinxiety

Warnings: angst

Word count: 1,668

I Don't Have To

Based on the one moment from Sherlock.

This oneshot implies Prinxiety. Kind of a College Au almost. Anyway, there is a flashback of a near death experience, gun violence. Very brief and then probably some slight blood or mild language.

Word count: 991

The Birthday Curse

Its Virgil's birthday. How could the sides forget?

Pairings: Prinxiety and hinted Logicality

Birthday fic for Virgil. Also kinda a vent fic? A bit of self projecting onto Virgil.

Warnings: angst

Happy ending of course. I'm not that cruel.

Word count: 4,828

The Jacket Thief

Reverse Bang Fix base on this

The other sides keep stealing Virgil's jacket, so he makes them one.

Pairings: Hinted Prinxiety and Logicality

Warnings: may be some language, panic attacks, getting poked with a sewing needle, please let me know if I missed any.

Word Count: 7,274

How Roman Saved Virgil's Life

Virgil's about to end his life. What happens when he gets a call from an old friend?

Pairings: Prinxiety

Warnings: mentions if suicide, mentions of neglectful parents, alone on a holiday. Please let me know if I missed any.

Word count: 1,929

It Wasn't Exactly Fun When...

What happens when Virgil goes back to his old ways?

Pairings: Prinxiety

Warnings: Deceit, and I think that might be it. Let me know if I missed any.

Are You Asking Me Out On A Date?

Pairings: Prinxiety

Warnings: I don’t think there are any? Let me know if I missed them

Word count: 1,274

Life

Vent fic. I went through something and just replaced me with Virgil.

Warnings: death, sad, tears, angst, lots of angst, let me know if I missed any.

Word count: 2, 462

Fiery Ash

Sequel to Unforgiving Waters

Roman and Virgil are planning to run away together. But what happens when a monumental tragedy threatens to rip them apart?

Pairings: Prinxiety, implied logicality

Warnings: brief implied death, nightmares, fire mention, smothering risk, ash, crushed mention, building collapsing.

The Pink Item

During a trip to the store before they go on vacation, Virgil is sent to get sunscreen by his husband, Roman. However, a pink item catches his eye and reminds him of a darker past. Kinda vent fix but whatever

Pairings: Prinxiety

Warnings: blood, razors, self harm, dark thoughts.

What If

Pairings: Prinxiety, background RED and Logicality

Warnings: none

Roman tries to convince Virgil to take a risk. In Song Form!

Good Deeds

Pairings: Prinxiety and Logicality

Warnings: mentions of drinking, addiction, arguments, homelessness, financial struggles, angst, lots of it, Remus is in this but I toned him down slightly, I think, Please let me know if I missed any.

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