#little gay writing snippet or whatever

[cookiethebirddoll]

Sanae wiped her brow, flicking sweat droplets onto the floor. Tsukasa practically melted into the cushions, breathing heavily. The heat outside had been nearly unbearable, but they were back in the cool air conditioned rooms of the Moriya Shrine.

It was quiet for a moment, apart from the gentle hum of central air. Eventually, Sanae gave a proud smile and shot her arm into the air. Tsukasa's ears perked up as she heard the telltale intake of breath, her tail already lightly wagging.

“Alright, Tsukasa!” she cheered, “we managed to sell all of the portable air conditioning units! This will bring faith to the shrine for sure!”

Tsukasa quietly yipped in agreement, finding words far too tiring at a time like this. Though she was once used to suffering through the sweltering Gensokyo summers, that was no longer the case. Thank goodness for that.

Sanae continued, “There really is nothing better than air conditioning! It's a marvel of technology!”

Just then, the shattering of glass sounded through the shrine. A black and white blur shot into the room, nearly colliding with Tsukasa. Rather than crash into any of the furniture, however, it halted its movement fast enough to kill a human.

“Heya, Sanae!” Marisa called from where she floated in the air. Or rather, where she sat on her broom, floating in the air. There was an unusual object hanging off it however. Not a lantern, but a sizable glass jar, with white shapes crammed in seemingly as tight as physically possible.

“Oh hi, Marisa,” Sanae responded with a smile. “What's that on your broom?”

Marisa blinked a few times and tilted forward dangerously. She righted herself with a jolt and gave a laugh. “What? Oh this thingy? I call them phantoms in a jar.” She paused. “It's got phantoms in there. Not sure how many, I kinda lost count when I was collecting them and came to with it all full like this.”

Sanae tilted her head, “Why would you put phantoms in a jar? Is this one of those Gensokyo things?”

“Huh? Nah.” Marisa shook her head. “During the Summer, I collect these little guys so I can do this!” She shook her broom violently, jostling the container. The shapes inside suddenly started pushing their way past each other as if trying to escape.

“What's that supposed to do? Oh, by the way, Tsukasa and I spent all day installing air conditioning units around the Human Village! Being freed from the oppression of Summer heat is sure to bring lots of faith to the—” Sanae’s ramble was cut off as the temperature in the room dropped far below what the air conditioning was capable of. She stuttered out the rest of the sentence, “—shrine… Oh.”

In the end, the air conditioning units they sold became little more than non-functioning trinkets to most of the villagers. With the cooling power of phantoms, why would they need something as silly as that anyway? A few villagers did find some use out of them, and so a bit of faith trickled in. At least it wasn't a complete waste of time.

[mustlovelou]

Ooh for your make me write I would love a little 💌 I am such a sucker for epistolary fic!

Hi, leashy! Thank you for sending this ask!

Here's a little snippet of the prologue, so no letters just yet! Hope you like it anyway! Sorry for any mistakes!

“I’m just so mad at myself,” Tommy huffed. “I was literally at a queer friendly bar. I mean, the bartender had a pride flag pin on his shirt! And yet when I opened my mouth to say that I’m gay, I asked for a refill instead!”

“Tommy,” Amanda told him in that soothing and patient voice of hers. “You’re used to denying your sexuality. It’s perfectly normal for you to not be able to tell other people about it.” 

“I get that, but I feel stuck right now… I should be able to do it… I need to do it,” Tommy insisted. 

Amanda thought for a moment, her pen tapping against her notebook, before she set it aside and looked at him. “You know how some people find it easier to talk to strangers about their problems? Well, some people find it easier to write about it. For them, it’s easier to put their thoughts in writing.” 

“So… I should write that I’m gay?” Tommy asked, confused. 

“Yes and no. You could write a letter, telling someone that you’re gay and whatever else you might want to say,” Amanda explained. 

When she noticed Tommy opening his mouth to ask something, she quickly carried on, “You will not send it! And it can be to someone that you don’t even know or doesn’t even exist. The idea is for you to try to write all your thoughts, to get them all out in writing, and see if that helps you feel more comfortable later on when you’re face to face with someone.” 

[garlicsunshine]

gai just wants to kiss everyone

who knows if I'm ever going to write this fic so here’s a rough and tumble first draft snippet from my “series of firsts” fic. Part one is Gai and Genma’s first kiss (225 words). Part two is Gai and Kakashi’s first kiss (375 words). Neither are dating at the time, it’s all teen party shenanigans. All wholesome, comedy heavy, no spice.

💚💚💚💚💚 ao3 💚💚💚💚💚

This first bit take place at a group celebration for Gai and some of the others passing the Chunin exams. (You can use whatever age HCs you want, for me Gai is 11 and Genma is 13.)

Gai: Someone dare me to kiss everyone here!

Rin and Genma: *split into peals of laughter*

Kakashi: that’s not how the game works. You can’t request your own dare, Gai.

Ebisu: besides, it’s not your turn anyway.

Gai: I know *dejected* I just want to do all the dares!

Raido: don’t worry you’ll get your fair share

Ebisu: now, Asuma, truth or dare?

Asuma: …truth

Anko: boring!!!

Rin: hey, don’t be rude!

Ebisu: Is the Hokage really your dad?

Asuma: yes.

Kurenai: we know that already.

Obito: you should have dared him to prove it.

Asuma: and how would I do that?

Kakashi: family pictures, blood test, family lineage scroll—

Raido: okay, okay, we get it, moving on. Gai—

Gai: YES!

Raido: I dare you to kiss Genma—

Gai: *blushing horribly* YES!!! *turns on Genma* CAN I KISS YOU!?

Genma: yeah, yeah *takes lollipop out of his mouth*

Raido: you could be a little more enthusiastic—

Genma: *turns to Raido, smirking* *passes lolli* hold this for me will you?

Raido: *pops it in his mouth*

Genma: *turns back to gai* “alright, come’er”

*Genma grabs the bandana around Gai’s neck and awkwardly smooshes their faces together. Gai plants his hands on Genma’s knees. Gai pulls back, beaming. Genma grins wide.*

Gai: ALRIGHT! Raido I dare you to kiss—

Raido: TRUTH! I choose truth!

This second bit takes place at another party, Kakashi has just made Jonin and others have just ranked up to Chunin. (Again, choose ur own age HCs, for me Gai is 13 and Kakashi is 11.)

Genma: Gai… I dare you… to kiss everyone here!

Gai: YES!!!

Everyone: *mixed reactions*

     Anko, Rin, Ebisu, Asuma: *laughing hysterically*

     Kurenai, Izumo, Kotetsu, Aoba: *laughing awkwardly*

     Obito, Kakashi: *groaning* not this again

Raido: just make sure everyone is actually okay with it first

Gai: *moves to kneel in front of Genma* Can I—

*Genma smashes their faces together then releases him*

*Gai, dazed, slumps in front of Ebisu*

Ebisu: turns his face, you may kiss my cheek

*Half of the people visibly relax*

Gai: Where would you like to be kissed!

Kurenai: *smiles* the lips is fine

Gai: And for you, Asuma!?!

Asuma: *aggressively maintaining eye contact* lips

*Gai kneels in front of Raido*

Raido: Cool your jets buddy, cheek for me.

Genma: homophobe.

Raido: *whips his house slipper at him* we’re dating!?!

*Genma, with a shit eating grin on his face, catches it*

*Gai turns to Aoba*

Aoba: uhh…

Raido: you can pass, it’s okay

Anko: *drags Gai over to her* bring it in baybee!

*Gai kneels in front of a beet red Kakashi*

Gai: what about you, Rival?

Rin: I think he wants lips.

*Kakashi glares at her*

Raido: you can always—

Kakashi: —lips.

*Gai leans forward, pushing kks scarf down and kisses him thru his mask. He is beaming when he pulls away. Kk averts his gaze, away from Rin, but catches Genma smirking, so looks away again, and Rin is grinning at him, he then snaps his head down to glare at the floor.*

Gai: And for you, Obito!?

Obito: *looks away, bright red* the cheek

Kakashi: *mumbles* coward

Rin: don’t be mean!

*Obito turns his head to yell at kk, ends up kissing gai on the lips*

Obito: aaah!

Gai: I AM SO SORRY! I should not have closed my eyes so soon!

*Genma falls into Ebisu, cackling*

Obito: ItsOkayJustMoveOnAlready …please…

Izumo: *bashful* cheek please

Kotetsu: um, pass *smiles*

Rin: finally! come here! *dramatic wet smack on the lips*

Genma: there? Satisfied?

Gai: Yes! NO! I will not be satisfied until I kiss everyone in Konoha! Everyone who wants to be kissed!

Raido: *snorts*

Rin: *claps gai on the back* a valiant goal worth pursuing! I'm sure you can do it!

Gai: thank you, Rin! I will do my best!

[bluedalahorse]

Sunday Snippet: more from that canon divergence during August, Nils, and Vincent’s first year

This is a canon divergence set in the same universe as Alone to Two, where August and Sara meet two years earlier. In this scene, circumstances (Marcus and Nils arguing and Marcus storming out the door while Vincent and August are out in the hall) have led to Nils having to come out a little bit earlier.

So now the trio is having a bit of a debrief:

Vodka is shit at room temperature, especially sipped from a travel mug, but this might just be one of those conversations. The good thing about Vincent and August, unlike Marcus, is that they don't try to touch Nils when they're having a serious talk. They aren't shunning him, obviously, but they also aren't demanding a heartfelt testimony about coming out. Nils does notice that they're all sitting as far apart as possible—Nils on his own bed, August perched precariously on Reza's on the opposite side of the room, Vincent on the floor with his back against the door. They're still here. Nils… is okay with that. "Don't worry," he says, lips stinging after he takes a sip from his travel mug. "I promise I haven't had sex dreams about either of you." That's almost true. But Nils forgets his dreams, for the most part, so it might as well be true. Vincent snorts. Sympathetically, even. "No, I get it. Like. I'm pretty hot, but August's face looks like ass." August chokes on his vodka and spits it back into his cup. "And," Vincent adds brightly. "Just because you're gay doesn't mean you're going to bone your friends. Bros before homos or whatever." "He didn't say he was gay, dipshit." August flicks his arm to the side like he wants to smack Vincent across the shoulder, except the alcohol has impaired his sense of the distance between them and he just looks like he's flailing. To Nils, he adds, "Wait. Did you?" Nils shrugs. He's been shrugging a lot. "I'm not really looking for a boyfriend." "If you were," says August. "It uh. It wouldn't be a big deal to us." "Yeah," says Vincent. "We'd be chill." Somehow, August and Vincent's assurances of no big deal feel different than Marcus's. Even if August is gazing at the window and Vincent is staring down at his vodka mug and therefore neither of them is making eye contact with Nils right now. Their declarations are hesitant, awkward—but unrehearsed, and weirdly sincere? It makes Nils wonder, with a quickening pulse, what would happen if he liked a guy enough to want to introduce him to them. He's not even the romantic sort. That was true even before he got here. But maybe if August and Vincent are saying… well. "Gotta be honest," Nils begins, not quite feeling buzzed enough to make such a confession, but what the hell. "I hooked up with Marcus because I knew he wasn't going to be a boyfriend. I should have known he wouldn't understand that, though." "He isn't one of us," August agrees, and Nils fights to keep the grin off his face because that means Nils is part of us.

Oh the many complicated layers of identity these boys have.

And now I’m off to the market again. Might write some female characters later today instead because it is time.

[alivingfire]

i've finally gotten to the chapter in my secretly-dating-since-s2 big bang where the kids are in high school and interacting with steve and eddie separately, and i am having The Most Fun writing the most ridiculous situations you've ever seen. snippet below.

(also @knitsforthetrail you kicked me into gear today!! chapter's nearly done!!!)

“Yeah, Mike, Steve fucked up this time but he’s still awesome,” Dustin said, hustling the others out to Eddie’s van. Eddie rolled his eyes at the mini-mothering, knocking the doorstopper out of the way so the theater door swung shut behind them. Dustin continued, “You’re just still mad because he dated Nancy.” 

“And, like, everyone else in this town!” Mike said, crossing his arms. “Plus he’s so lame. Like, cool, you’ve got a car, you’ve got hair and, like, lips or whatever. So what!” 

Eddie felt his eyebrow raise at the lips or whatever comment, but the boys were in front of him and so he didn’t have to tamp it down. Maybe Steve was inadvertently mama-bearing a whole little pack of gays. He told Eddie about the types of gum he’d been trying since September to try to find his “signature taste” but he wouldn’t share about his little flock of homosexuals? His priorities were completely out of wack. 

“Listen, it’s fine,” Dustin said, clambering into the van’s passenger seat like he’d never seen a goddamn car before, all shoulders first and feet kicking. Lucas and Mike, stick bug-shaped children that they were, crawled into the back and perched gingerly on the pillows and guitar string packets and other detritus Eddie forgot was back there. “We’ll just have Steve call your date and tell her what happened! Everyone knows him, he’s a reliable guy, and she’ll have to reschedule with you.” 

“You want,” Eddie said, “Steve Harrington to call my date for me and tell them I was late because he had to work?” 

“Yeah,” Dustin said. 

“Steve ‘has dated everyone in town’ Harrington, according to Mike? You think he should call my date and apologize for me?” 

“Yeah,” Dustin said. “He probably already knows her!” 

“There sure are a lot of blankets in here,” Lucas said, looking around the van. Admittedly, Eddie had rolled out all the stops for a smoke date with Steve a few nights ago that had been very successful judging by Steve's enthusiastic reaction, and he cringed a little to think about what Lucas and Mike might be sitting in. He has got to remember to do laundry sometime. 

“Do you have a comment, Sinclair?” Eddie asked. 

“No, just… questions,” Lucas said. 

[thompsborn]

howdy, hb2 ch2 progress 🫡

(here’s a snippet from the first scene)

"Have you thought about an English degree? Or, like, something similar?"

Peter looks up, nose scrunched up on his face. "Absolutely not."

"You're good at it," Harley tells him, shrugging. "I just thought you might have some interest in it or something. Pretty sure you're the only reason I'm not failing."

The end of Peter's mouth twitches up—he's been odd since the Halloween party, sometimes fully present, able to smile more, laugh easier; sometimes closed off and quiet, completely dazed, like he's sitting here but he's not really here. Right now, he seems to be having a good day judging by the way he's got that small smile pulling at his lips. "You wouldn't be failing," he says, shaking his head.

Harley makes a face. "Sure, yeah. I'd be passing. With a C-, probably."

Peter rolls his eyes and huffs a soft laugh, turning his eyes back to his notebook, jotting down a few notes as he reads through the short story that they've been assigned to write a responding analysis to. Harley doesn't know how Peter's able to focus on the short story—Harley tried reading it, but the words started floating around the page about halfway through. The story itself is good, to be fair, and Harley does enjoy reading, but something about the font and the layout of the textbook makes his brain want to clock out as soon as he's looking at it.

But Peter is scanning over the words, jotting down notes and quotes and whatever else he finds fitting. And Harley doesn't look at his own book. Instead, he continues to watch Peter for a moment and then asks, "Do you like to read?"

"Mm." Peter finishes the sentence he was writing, then looks back up at Harley with a slight frown. "Kind of," he says, words coming out a little bit slow. "I mean, yeah, but, uh… I didn't really appreciate it until one of my best friends in high school and I got closer. She loves to read, and we had our English classes together, so she helped me with them and it kinda opened my eyes a bit, I guess." He shrugs, kind of clunky as his gaze drops back to the table with his frown deepening. "I don't really read for fun," he says. "But I can, like… enjoy it, you know? When I do read stuff."

This is the second time Peter has mentioned a friend that he doesn't seem to have anymore—he'd brought up his Aunt May and an old friend at the Halloween party, when he said that he doesn't like Thanksgiving. Harley's crush makes him want to ask to know more. His curiosity makes him want to dig for the information himself.

He does neither. "I think I forgot how to read," he says instead, looking down at his own textbook with a scowl. "None of these look like words."

Peter snorts. Harley's gay little heart flutters at the sound.

It's definitely a good day.

[ladykailitha]

SECERET TUNNEL

THROUGH THE MOUNTAIN

SECRET SECRET SECRET SECRET

TUNNEL!

Ok fine

Game Show AU

Secret Tunnel is awesome. You may continue to ask it for it, thus!

WIP Wednesday! Make me write!!

Snippet

Steve nearly had a panic attack right there in the car when Chrissy screamed. There wasn’t a crisis. Or at least not one that needed immediate attention. What it was, was their little drunk text about #needsmoregays at A Love Connection went viral. There were actual fucking news articles. Yeah, the first was from Pink News, but the rest? Actual fucking trades. Variety, Dateline, The Hollywood Reporter, for fuck’s sake.

Steve was going to pass out, but he managed to get them to the school safely. Thankfully there was nothing on Chrissy profile that was her real name or where she worked. She had a work Twitter for that. And that one was only on her computer at work. She was very careful not to cross the two. So there weren’t any news people out front of the school. But her DMs were filled with requests for comments or even actual interviews.

He decided she could do whatever the hell she wanted, he wasn’t going to get involved in this. She’s the one that drunk tweeted. Yeah, it was because of something he said when he was also drunk.

He also decided ignore Chrissy and Robin at lunch, choosing instead to have it in his classroom to avoid them. Because, yes, he was avoiding them thank you. He just wanted to see gay people have love, too. Last Saturday was a disaster and he wanted proof that gays like he could find love.

[weirdthoughtsandideas]

Drabble asks but it’s specific things I’ve been thinking of writing but haven’t

These stories are either too short to upload on ao3, or I’d delete them after a while if I uploaded them. Or they’re scenes I’ve been thinking of including in longer fics but haven’t found a good fic to put them in. Or they simply are not too interesting but it can be fun to write down anyway. That’s why I’m gonna post them on Tumblr if I did write them. Some are only like 300 words and others might be up to 1000 or even more, so they’re more of oneshots than drabbles.

Anyway! Send me a number and I might write the thing!

1. If Luna had a little brother: Simbar babysitting scenario

2. Camila and Ludmila being childhood enemies: Camila gets her first period and Ludmila is the only one there

3. The comment section of Ludmila's fanfictions

4. If Luna had a little brother: Sharon is alone with the baby

5. Camila and Ludmila being childhood enemies: Stuck on the school roof

6. Jim and Yam’s daughter is stuck on a roof

7. Violetta babysits Angie’s daughter

8. Camila and Ludmila being childhood enemies: Climbing a tree

9. Ludmila infodumps about a book series online (it’s a made up book series I have decided that she likes)

10. Lunina sapphic sleepover

11. Descendants of DCLA characters 100 years into the future try doing family trees

12. Leonetta’s lesbian daughter comes out to Germán

13. Luty vs Camila compete who is the best grandma

14. Federico and Matteo find out they’re half brothers (they have the same father)

15. Germán babysits Franletta’s kids

16. Germán preparing wedding speech at Franletta’s wedding

17. Everyone is convinced Luna is gay and try to confirm it

18. Everyone knows Jim and Yam are dating except for Ramiro (and no one tells him)

19. Short snippets of a scenario where Michel was a girl named Michelle

20. Sharon dreaming that Ámbar was a very little girl

21. Jim and Nina finding out they were switched at birth

22. Yam coming out to Mora

23. Youmix fans speculating about the love lives of the characters

24. Dr. Dufre meeting random DCLA characters

25. Gregorio takes is granddaughter to Art Rebel

26. Franletta mumble each other’s names in their sleep while Camila has to listen to it

27. The DCLA characters are for whatever reason in my hometown and walk around

I feel like I have a million other ideas, but these are the ones for now. Send me a number on asks, so one of these will be written!

[stargatebarbie]

pls tell me about mcshep sinkhole

Ooooooh thank you this is a favourite of mine! I decided I really wanted Sheppard and Rodney to do the 36 questions to fall in love but like we know how hard it is for Sheppard to talk about his feelings so I kind of had to get their jumper jammed in an unstable sinkhole, sorry boys. features of this one include Sheppard being gay and pining quite pathetically (affectionate), Rodney being clueless as always, and background lesbian scientists who are stranded separately on the planet's surface and very excited about the local flora.

snippet from this, formatted insanely because I often write dialogue first and I haven't filled the rest in, but I love this part so it's the one I'm including. It's quite deep into the list and into being stuck in a fucking hole so our boys have loosened up a little by this point

Question 22: Alternate sharing something you consider a positive characteristic of your partner. Share a total of five items. J: I think if I don’t start with your smarts I’d never hear the end of it R: You’re right, of course. I think that’ll be my first trait of yours - You have a way of managing people, of - of knowing what they need. Not just me, but it is - particularly impressive with me. I have it on good authority I’m not easy to manage J: Oh hey, there’s another one of yours, you’re actually surprisingly self-aware R: Oh ha ha, I thought these were supposed to be compliments J: That is a compliment! R: Sure, whatever, we’ll count it. My next one for you is you’re not actually stupid. You’d think with your whole thing that you would be but you’ve got a brain under that ridiculous hair. And before you say anything, if yours counts, that one does too! J: Yeah, sure, that counts. Next... okay, you’re brave. Don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t come to you naturally, you’re kind of a pussy honestly, but that just makes it all the more impressive how fucking brave you are when you need to be R: Me? What about you! I’m actually hesitant to cite it as a positive characteristic because your bravery borders on self-sacrificing. You’ll put yourself in harm's way to save anyone, it's ridiculous J: Thanks? Right, I don’t think a lot of people know this, because you play it quite close to the chest, but you care. A lot. You reserve it for so few people, though. I’m glad I’m one of them R: Oh. Well. Me too, you know. Obviously you care about everyone to an alarming degree, but you don't let a lot of people… close. I'm glad, for whatever reason, it seems you've let me be one of those people. I suppose that's not really a characteristic, I should say something else- J: Nah Rodney, that's- yeah, it works R: No, I insist, you wanted to do this questionnaire and I'm going to do it right, let's see… oh, you're really ridiculously attractive J: Um. Okay, thanks. My turn again then, okay. You are unapologetically yourself. You refuse to hold back or censor yourself for other people, and what you see is always what you get. You really don't care if people think you're an asshole or hate you for it, and I know that may sound like an insult but honestly, I really respect it. R: Really? because people have said that to me as an insult before and- J: Yes, really Rodney. It's like you said, I don't tend to let a lot of people in, I… admire that you can be entirely yourself, let everyone see you. R: Oh. Well, thank you. I suppose that leads into another of yours then, I can trust you to say what you mean, when it counts. A lot of people use double-speak and backhanded compliments, and I don't always pick up on it. I can always trust that if it's important though, you'll tell me straight, eventually. You'll joke and you're a sarcastic ass but you won't outright lie and you won't let me go on believing something you've said is true if it wasn't.

[gods-favorite-autistic]

Grease ROTPL finale spoilers below

I have thoughts and questions

Jumping for fucking joy when Nancy slapped Mr Daniels and said “she is a child” LIKE YES QUEEN

Nancy this episode slayed so much like from assaulting predators to supporting the gays in the span of less than an hour you go girl

Speaking of supporting the gays the coming out scene was so amazing and it Hurt

Frenchie and Betty Rizzo were so great this episode and the siblings energy with Jane and Gil was unmatched

Watching Gil with another girl hurt but like I get it so much

If they do get another season I am excited to see how the whole Pink Ladies date T-Birds thing comes around cause like rn Hazel and Cynthia are both dating non T-Birds (not to mention Hazel’s dating a soc)

I think we can all agree on one thing and it’s that the girl from Lydia’s summer scout or whatever is gonna catch these hands

Jane Nancy and Cynthia were so real in the first song like yeah get his ass

Susan I was rooting for you we were all rooting for you

Buddy finally made the right choice and now he’s a fucking homeless high school dropout-

Somebody give this poor boy a break

The Zuko name drop at the end fucking floored me

I need to know what happened between Zuko (I’m assuming Danny’s older brother?) and Jane to make her this mad

Also btw the whole writing it down thing for the coming out scene was cute and all but I would really like to know what Nancy wrote on the paper

Also something Nancy said in that scene caught my eye so imma just rant for a bit

In the part where Nancy’s trying to guess what’s making Cynthia upset she’s says something like “did you talk to your mom?” Which brings up two questions for me

What happened with Cynthia’s mom that would make Cynthia upset if they talked (from what we see of the scenes at Cynthia’s place it seems like she’s doesn’t live with them but she’s obviously not dead so something happened there$

How does Nancy know about whatever happened between Cynthia and her mom (basically like did she hear it through town gossip, is it like common knowledge for the town, or did Cynthia tell her in which case I wanna see that scene)

Also another thing that stood out to me (because she is my favorite character) was that in the church Cynthia kept doing the like 🙏 peace be with you thing and yeah it could’ve just been her being nervous and stuff but she also does the like touch cross thing (idk what it’s called) when Jane is talking to Mr. Daniels as almost like a subconscious thing so I’m wondering if that’s possibly a thing or if I’m just grasping at straws for a Cynthia backstory

I’m really hoping if we get a season two that they flesh out Olivia Nancy and Cynthia’s backstories cuz like we know Jane’s pretty much and we get little snippets of the other three but nothing really solid

Idk kinda like the T-Birds episode except with the girls

Anyways sorry for rambling (and spending like half the time talking about Cynthia) but yeah that’s it

[androgynous-agent69]

Alright I've been here a while and I feel like I should do a whole "introduction" so that the one new person who finds this blog can know more other than "gay goblin" so...

~INTRODUCTION!~

Name: Androgynous_Agent, just shorten it to Andro/Agent/whatever tf you want

Sexuality/gender/whatnot: Bratty bisexual twink of a cis boy

Nationality: part-Irish (mothers side), part Maltese (fathers side), born in Northern England but grew up down south. My accent is vERY CONFUSING :DDD

Hobbies: writing stories, playing games, D&D with irl friends, listening and singing music

What kinda music?: mainly rock. Specifically from: Muse, The Offspring, QOTSA, The Warning, Royal Blood

Favourite story of mine?: My COTL fanfic that takes place from Leshy's POV (it would be my oc fic thst I've spent 5+ years building... but imma ngl I ain't even started that shit yet ;v;)

Favourite game?: hard to say but I'd probably go with Cyberpunk 2077. Hard second place goes to Gears of War 3 with MGSV: TPP as third.

Fandoms?: Cult Of The Lamb, Cyberpunk 2077, Resident Evil (mainly because of Leon Kennedy), Hermitcraft, Fallout, Hermitcraft & Life Series, Murder Drones, Lackadaisy, Metal Gear, Nori & Zin (A very underrated series by SharpyTown)

Favourite characters?: Leshy, Shamura, Narinder, Aym, Baal, Lamb & Goat (COTL), Kerry Eurodyne & V (CP:2077), Leon Kennedy (RE), Tretij Rebenok/Psycho Mantis (Metal Gear), Arcade Gannon (F:NV), N, Tessa, & Cyn (Murder Drones), Daisuke & Curly (Mouthwashing)

Anything interesting about me?: I am a blue-eyes-white-man(TM), I might have autism but it's unconfirmed currently, I am learning programming in python, I can almost perfectly impersonate the voice of G-Man from the Half-Life series,

STORIES:

Chaos & Cats:

Little snippet featuring two of my OC's eating a burger:

IF YOU ARE TRANS/ACE/BI/ANY SORT OF LGBTQ-PHOBIC, A PEDOPHILE, ZOOPHILE, ETC. POLITELY FUCK OFF :)

[morkaischosen]

WIPs tag game

tagged by @tallangrycockatiel

(I don't usually do these and my WIPS are... not very in progress, but hey, admitting they exist may help motivate me to find some spare time in the next six months and I do enjoy writing!)

rules: in a new post, post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell us about it.

I'm always weirdly selfconscious about tagging people but uhhh @ravnervn and @eternalfarnham you are both people whose WIPs I keep going 👀 at!

So. Just the three that actually have any work done on them!

FFXIV - Footwork Lord of the Rings - Gimladriel's Elaborate Fealty Kink (Featuring Some Geopolitics I Guess)† Original work - The Knights of Easthollow

† this one is a collab I sketched out with @duckwhatduck but never actually started writing, so thanks to this post for reminding me to look at what we had :D

BONUS ROUND under the cut.

BONUS ROUND: OH GOD I CAN'T HOLD ALL THESE PATHFINDER 2ND EDITION CHARACTER CONCEPTS

this isn't a WIP folder but is an illustration of what happens when my creative energy does get hooked - I've been talking Pathfinder with a friend for like... a year or two and here are... probably not even all of the character concepts I want to play. Just as happy to elaborate on any of these; note that a lot of what you'll get here is mechanical, as well as flavour, concept!

sad gay poet with DEEPLY problematic crush

this wasn't meant to be Twilight Sparkle but it's Twilight Sparkle

"wait if you were too much of a loose cannon for Hobgoblin Military Academy how fucking strict is it???"

"you could make a deathknight out of this!"

this wasn't meant to be Dr House but it's Dr House

the concept that made me DEEPLY disappointed that the "figureheads" section of the magic item list doesn't have a Figurehead of Planar Travel that this character could use to sail a longship into Hell to raid their monasteries (feat. Blorbo From My Dusty Corner Of The Gods Sourcebook)

sad haunted elf who's bad at talking to people and looks like something out of a horror movie and does all their own stunts

forsworn paladin-aspirant with incredibly chipper parole officer whomst is a... that's a cat, not a really small tiger, right?

look this one's just "I saw there were mechanics for 'an animal awakened to consciousness' and decided to be a furry about it"

"you could make a Final Fantasy XIV Red Mage out of this!"

Sad Orc In Snow

literally just married to a volcano, but it seems to be an open relationship

stuffy elf who magically conjures fencing manuals in the middle of fights and then demonstrates the book-perfect counter to whatever you were doing

ok, this one was meant to be Suki from Avatar

what if a propaganda action figure became the most unexpected antifascist revolutionary

what if a statue of the Goddess of Paladins was having a crisis of faith about it

"we appear to be inventing the Predator"

THAT PROBABLY ISN'T ALL OF THEM but I could have basically any of these ready to slot into a game within about half an hour. fic has to work a bit harder to stick long enough to get Worked On, sadly. 😅

(I think the trick of it is that standing up a character concept like this is like playing with lego in the mechanics and then maybe painting some characterisation on top, whereas fic is more of an elaborate structure; but I have enough fun with these that I'd enjoy talking about them so what the hell :) )

[natigail]

Fic: I'm like a puzzle but all of my pieces are jagged + Broke, Gay and New in Town. Time: 1 hour and 45 minutes. Word count: 3.2k + 0.7k

I did a bigger session on my svt omegaverse AU earlier, but broke off that writing session when I remembered the new Severance episode was out (and then I got sucked into more Fantasy High) but I really had fun starting up chapter 11 and I'm even more excited to write the second half of it as I've been wanting to do that scene for a while. And just here now I decided to stick to my promise to my beta and also work on Stardew, so banged out about 700 words and they're just soft bantery boys. I'm still a little emotional about writing the last festival and lore dump, so taking my sweet time is probably good.

Snippet 1 :

And he’d dealt with alphas who had wanted to get into his pants, but it had been in a very different setting. He had never been this alone. There would always have been consequences. His family’s standing could do a bit to protect him, as long as the alpha in question didn’t have a noble title that could simply overwrite any impropriety.

The most exposed and vulnerable that he’d ever been had been with Seungcheol in that garden. Alone with a strange alpha of great renown. He could have done whatever he had wanted to Jihoon and he’d have faced no consequences.

A little bit like this guy. Only Jihoon didn’t think that this one would keep polite distance and pose questions like he was amused.

Snippet 2:

“It could have been a coincidence,” Dan argued, most for the heck of it. He wanted to push Phil’s buttons, he wanted to see him explain himself because Dan loved how Phil talked about magic with such certainty.

Even if Dan was fully on board with magic being real, he still had doubts about how far the power of it stretched. There would still be limits, even if those limits were magical. Phil clearly didn’t think the same. He seemed to take it to be a limitless state where anything might be possible as long as you believed.

8/3/2025

[viscerawrites]

wip snippet dec 10 2024 ; meet leonei & fane

me sharing a decent chunk of my actual writing on here for once? hell fuckign yeah

i'm working on taking some old fanfics I never finished and adapting them into an oc fantasy series, and I really wanna share a snippet of this half-done scene I just rewrote haha. still working on a name for the series but hopefully i'll have that info soon.

this snippet is heavily suggestive + leading up to full-blown smut so uh. 18+ only please!

anyway. lil bit of info on the characters so far + snippet below the cut!

[ general taglist: @space-writes ]

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characters featured:

Leonei Halleau ; 43 yr old human, magical/mystic scholar with a dark past. bisexual king, hopeless romantic. puts his faith in all the wrong places (but also the right places... all the places rlly). 5'6, chubby, white skin, shoulder-length & very wavy strawberry blond hair, bit of facial hair, dark puppy eyes.

Fanetherias / Fane ; 27 yr old dhampir, recovering bandit and certified hater. toxic gay, serious attachment issues. has no faith in anyone ever at any point in time. 5'9, lean, tanned white skin, loosely waved black hair that reaches his mid-back, clean-shaven and likes it that way, reddish-brown eyes with cat-like pupils.

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snippet:

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A prickle of irritation runs through Fane. He lifts his brows at Leonei, still stroking his finger along the book's spine, and asks, "Really, darling? That's all?"

Something… odd flashes across Leonei's face. A strange light in his eyes, a slight twist to his mouth — though the pulsing of his blood keeps the same steady rhythm it has all night.

Whatever that look is, it disappears in the blink of an eye, replaced by Leonei's easy smile. Or what's usually his easy smile. At the moment, there's something also brittle about it.

"Yes," Leonei says, with a sort of certainty that Fane can't help but doubt. "That's all. Now, if you please?" He holds his hand out for the book.

This could be simple. All Fane would have to do is place the book in Leonei's hand and carry on, forget all about it, let the man pretend that he's as innocent as he apparently wants to be.

But Fane is curious, admittedly. Almost as curious as he is irritated by Leonei's obvious pretense.

He could very well be risking a blade in the throat, or the whole camp set upon him, if he pushes it any further. But, for some inexplicable reason… well, he doesn't fully believe that Leonei would want anyone to hurt him. He wouldn't go so far as to say he trusts Leonei, but for all his history, the man is oddly averse to seeing people killed or in pain.

So he pushes it anyway.

Fane clicks his tongue and leans forward, further into Leonei's space, ignoring the perplexed look he receives. "Come now, darling." His hand leaves the book's spine and darts forward to grip Leonei's chin.

Leonei freezes. Eyes widening and cheeks flushing a soft pink.

Fane flashes his fangs at him. "Tell me why you're so desperate to hide this wonderful book, hm? Are you afraid that someone will learn all your dirty little secrets?" He pauses, letting his grin spread wider as Leonei just stares back at him. "Or perhaps you want it to be a game? Maybe you hope that if you act ignorant enough, someone will take the opportunity to hold you down and show you exactly what it all means." He slides his thumb along Leonei's jaw. "Is that what you want?"

He expects offense. Bashful embarrassment, maybe.

He doesn't expect Leonei to shiver.

It's not even a miniscule movement, something that one could only see if they were to look close enough. No, it's a full-body thing, and Fane can see its full course, running all the way up Leonei's body. Beneath Fane's fingers, Leonei's jaw tightens.

Leonei clearly doesn't expect it either, considering the way he immediately averts his eyes once it's passed through him. Face bright pink and eyes darker than they were just moments ago. Heartbeat at a rabbit's pace now, breath not yet forceful but still shaking on every exhale.

And he hasn't even tried to pull away.

Fane is seized by the realization that he's just struck gold.

"Oh," he breathes. Tilting his head and drinking in the sight of Leonei's flushed face. "That is what you want."

Leonei's throat bobs in response, and Fane finds himself unable to look away from the glide of Leonei's tongue across his bottom lip.

Does the man even realize he's doing it? He must not, not when he blinks (eyelashes fluttering prettily with it) and smiles thinly at Fane. Meeting his eyes for only a moment, just to say, "Well, if you've come here to have a laugh, I'm sure you've found one." Then his eyes dart away once more. That odd little look overcoming his face again. "Keep the book, if you like. I'll just —"

He tries to pull back, to withdraw from the grip on his chin, and some strange, primal sense of need grips Fane. Leonei looks so pretty like this, after all, and for some reason — well. Fane could certainly be happy with more.

He tightens his hold on Leonei's chin before the man can escape him. Tugs him forward, till they're almost nose to nose. Leonei's eyes meet his again, owlish with shock.

Like this, Fane can feel the warm puff of Leonei's breath against his lips, and he wonders if Leonei can feel the cold of his. All Fane would have to do is press just the slightest bit more, take those pretty lips and inhale Leonei's breath as if it's his own. Claim that mouth with his tongue, dig his fangs into Leonei's bottom lip and suckle blood from the wound. Feel Leonei shiver and quake beneath his hands as he takes him apart.

It's greedy. It's selfish. It makes something burn and itch beneath his skin.

[legolasghosty]

So. About a year ago, the lovely Innytoes created a list of spicy writing prompts. And I, being the dorky ace that I am, decided to take it as a personal challenge to see just how UN-spicy I could do some of said prompts. The actual giving of prompts was kept to a few friends, and it was mostly a silly thing back when I could actually sit down and spin up a one shot in an evening. (A few of said prompts actually made it to ao3 at various points, you can read them here, here, here, and here!)

HOWEVER, I took a couple of the prompts off of the list before I offered it to my friends for prompts. Mostly cause I just had no idea how to make said prompts not sexual. But one of them has continued to haunt me for over a frigging year now! SO, here's some little snippets of how one could de-saucy-ify the prompt, "The lube is what flavor?"

Option 1 -

"Okay so what am I supposed to be getting again?" Alex asked, the phone to his ear as he entered the O'Reillys.

He heard Bobby groan on the other end of the call. "We've been over this at least five times, Lex." Alex could feel his exasperated glare without even seeing him.

"I'm sorry," Alex sighed. "I just know literally nothing about car fluids. Blame the gay in me or whatever."

"You do realize I'm gay too, right?" Bobby pointed out. "But again, you're looking for silicon lubricant. And for the love of God, don't get that Red and Tacky garbage Chad 'recommended'."

"I'm sorry, the lube is what flavor?!" Alex demanded, turning onto the aisle marked 'Fluids'.

"You're not supposed to-whatever-just get the silicon stuff," Bobby said instead of answering. "Valvoline usually works just fine."

Alex glanced around at the overwhelming shelves of bottles and jugs. He drummed out the beat to a song Luke and Julie had shown them the day before on his leg as he narrowed down the options. There, that looked right.

"Okay I found it," he told Bobby. "But you're explaining how car lube can be 'red and tacky' to me later."

"Deal," Bobby responded, sounding relieved.

Option 2 -

"-and the vocal folds need to be kept moist," Julie explained.

Luke nodded, but Julie knew she was losing him. His vocal health notes had dissolved into scribbles and half-finished lyrics. She'd better wrap this up.

"So they're naturally lubricated with a really thin layer of mucus," she continued. "And in order to keep that layer thin and stuff, you have to stay properly hydrated."

She paused to pick up the light blue plastic water bottle from the studio floor. But when she looked back up to whack him with it, the mostly full container seeming like a decent way to make a point, he was already staring at her, eyes full of confusion.

"What?" Julie asked, one hand flying automatically up to her ponytail to see if it had come loose or something.

"The lube is what flavor?" Luke asked, mouth hanging open a bit.

"I-what?" Julie asked again, now feeling almost as confused as her bandmate looked.

"The voice cord lube stuff," Luke responded. "You said it's like mucus. But isn't that just... snot? Your voice is covered in stuff that tastes like snot?!"

Julie tried to hold back. She really did. But she failed. She burst out laughing, dropping Luke's water bottle in a futile attempt to hide it. "Luke, mucus is more than just snot," she tried to explain through her giggles. "But yes, that's what keeps your vocal cords moist."

Luke shook his head. To all the world, he may have looked like a man who'd just been told he was colorblind, that everyone else could see a universe of shades his eyes couldn't comprehend.

But only Julie would know the truth. At least some part of her mini-lecture on vocal health got through.

Option 3 -

"Okay, and then pass me the 205?" Flynn requested, holding out a hand to Reggie, who was sitting on the floor along with most of Flynn's tools.

"Um, the what?" Reggie asked sheepishly, glancing around at the various brushes, screwdrivers, and small tubes surrounding him.

"Oh, the switch lube," Flynn clarified, pointing at a small jar. "It's GPL 205G0, and there's lots of types of keyboard lubricant, so we usually just use the numbers to ID them."

"Oh, right, sure," Reggie responded, passing her the container. "Sorry. Computers aren't really my thing."

"Well that's what you have me for," Flynn pointed out, smirking. "I fix your glitchy keyboard, you keep me from failing math."

Reggie laughed and leaned back against Flynn's bed while she worked. After a minute, she passed him back the jar and started fitting the keys back into place. He entertained himself by inspecting the black lid.

"Wait, so the lube is what flavor?" he asked, looking up at Flynn again. "Da-vinny-key?"

"Divinikey," Flynn corrected easily. "And that's a brand, not a flavor. Please don't eat keyboard lubricant."

"Well I wasn't planning on it..." Reggie said, letting his sentence trail off suggestively.

"Reginald Jacob Peters, you wouldn't dare," Flynn warned, shooting him a glare over her shoulder.

He held her eyes for one moment. Two. Three. Fo-

Reggie burst out laughing, with Flynn only a moment behind.

"I make no promises," Reggie wheezed as he got his breath back.

"I'm not taking you to the hospital when it poisons you," Flynn shot back, her grin betraying her words.

Thank goodness Reggie's keyboard was done already.

Thank you, sorry for wasting your time with my brain worm!

[krismatic]

SORRY I SAW YOURTAG ON THE EMU YOURE WRITING WHAT. HI. HI

HIIIIIII UM. I’m just gonna use this to info dump about my revstar x proseka AU

So this is like. In order for WxS to be better at performing or whatever they decide to visit Seisho Music Academy! And learn from the revstar girlies!

The day goes by normally and they all bond, but then as they’re about to leave. wuh woh.

They fall into the elevator or something. Idk I haven’t decided that yet but somehow they get sent down to the fucking pit of gay fighting and singing

um. And it’s not the giraffe running the auditions this time. It’s a Miku!!! A Miku born from the feelings of all the girls who have failed in the revues over the years. haha.

She’s very mean and wants to see bloodshed!!! good for her but not good for the girlies.

Four of the Revstar girls are in the pit as well and Miku tells WxS that if they don’t fight and win in the revues against Seisho, their SEKAI will be locked off forever. That’s when WxS realize “oh shit we actually can’t access SEKAI anymore.”

And it’s not just WxS, all of the groups have lost access to their SEKAI. So as the story goes on they’re all dragged into the fighting to get their SEKAI back.

The Revstar girls are fighting to save Starlight or something again idk

So that’s the basic premise! I think there’d be a lot of fun interactions between the characters, I’m kinda obsessed with the idea of Rui and Nana interacting. Also Emu and Nana. I think I’m just obsessed with Nana.

You can also make a lot of VA and name jokes lol, Junna and Mizuki have the same VA, Tamao and Kanade have the same VA, there’s two Ruis and two Tsukasas, and I’m just going ahead and headcanoning Michiru Otori and Emu Otori as cousins lol. They’re both tiny with big weapons and are pretty rich

I really only have little snippets actually written rn, but I’d like to continue more of it! I’ve also been playing around with the idea of a visual novel for this? Anyways

That’s all :3