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markerofthemidnight · 11 months ago

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Guardian Demon (A Fic That I Started But Will Never Finish In Time For Episode 8)

So after I made that protective big bro Alastor essay, I wrote a little thing about how the season finale’s final big fight’s ending could potentially go. After losing the motivation to write it, I realised that if I don’t post it now, I’ll never get it done in time for Episode 8’s release, so… here’s it is, everyone!

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Guardian Demon

The skies of the Pride Ring were being painted grey by unnaturally-coloured (for Hell) storm clouds: a sure sign that the Exterminator’s unending wrath had descended upon Hell.

But this time, their target wasn’t simply the sinners. No, now, they were directing the bulk of their power onto the Hazbin Hotel, and all the filthy little irredeemable pricks inside who dared defy the way things were.

And oh boy, was it going to be a massacre.

The little shits had managed to hold their ground for a surprisingly long time, but the tide turned eventually. It had to, of course. No demon stood a chance against Adam and his exorcist army: this had happened enough times that they knew that well.

And despite some admittedly great efforts, not even Charlie Morningstar lasted that long.

Or at least, that was the way things seemed.

Beaten and bloody, Charlie lay on the ground, aching from a broken horn as she could do nothing but stare up in horror at her demise. Her failure. The downfall of the Fallen One’s daughter.

Screams ran out on the battlefield for her, her friends doing the best they could to rush to her aid. But none of them would be fast enough, of course. No lowly sinner in all of Pride could be faster than lightning itself.

“See you in Double Hell, bitch!” Adam cackled, raising his guitar as it crackled with holy electricity, and was about to ram it into the girl’s head before he was distracted by something… big.

“D̸̛̹O̷̩͛N̸͕͗’̶͈̉T̴̤̎ ̸̱̏Ȳ̴̗O̵͙̕U̵̱͒ D̷̛̗͎̲̠̮̍͗̃̓̉̒͆̾A̷̹̺͇̤̺̻͐̇̒Ř̸̩̘̱̙̀̐̏̊͋͊Ḝ̴͍̺̰̤͕̒ T̶͖͠Ö̵̰Ȗ̵̩C̴̡͠H̵̳̚ ̴͚̈́H̶̃ͅE̴̲͌R!”

Wait… who was that? Not Vaggie, and not Lucifer… he certainly hadn’t heard that voice before. Adam turned to the source of the noise, a small “wait, huh?” escaping his mouth… before it briefly fell open.

Before him was a gargantuan creature with hooves instead of feet, approaching at an alarming rate despite the clumsiness that would come with said hooves and such a hunched body. It was wearing a dark red suit, or what was left of one as it was now torn to bits, fur sticking out of several holes in it like the stuffing of a ruined doll.

Its hands- no, more accurately, claws- were dirty and bloodstained, its face decorated by a crown of antlers and a mask of a deer’s skull… no, that wasn’t a mask. That was its face.

Because it had to be its face. If it was a mask, then why was there blood pouring from its radio dial-like eyes like tears? And if it was a mask… then why was there so many long, yellow, razor-sharp teeth?

He was so busy taking in its appearance that it took him a second to remember that it was coming towards him. Lute flew by his side, readying her spear to take the creature down, but it wasn’t enough to stop it. It would never have been enough.

“OH, SHI-“

That was all Adam got out before his world was wrapped in darkness and an indescribable pain.

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Charlie couldn’t believe what she was seeing. She could hardly process the fact that she was just on death’s door to begin with, but now, Alastor- or rather, the thing that vaguely looked like Alastor if she squinted- had just ran up to the man who almost killed her and ate him and his second-in-command in one snap of his jaws.

When its jaws opened a second later, she got the tiniest glimpse of Adam scrambling to get out before they snapped shut again. A deep, distorted breath came from its singular skeletal nostril as its eyes narrowed, confirming the obvious fact that, unlike the many other times that Alastor had cannibalised someone, this wasn’t just him playing with his food.

Then his neck snapped, and grew longer and longer before seamlessly spinning in a circle over and over again in an action that seemed both disorienting and painful at the same time before letting go, opening his mouth and catapulting a bright yellow glow enveloped in green smoke- along with a smaller grey object, also enveloped in green smoke- into the distance.

A loud explosion encompassed by the small hum of static echoed in their ears as Adam and Lute landed smack-dab in the middle of Pentagram City: far, far away from the hotel.

Then, after they could process what they just saw but before anyone could react, the cavalry arrived. A familiar, ominous call came from the skies above as a great, golden, six-winged duck flew ahead, right into the heart of the chaos.

Still aching from the pain of a broken horn- and that wasn’t even mentioning everything else that just happened, Charlie grinned weakly, on the verge of tears. “Thanks, Dad.”

A distorted, staticky roar came from the being before her before its skeleton snapped, Alastor’s suit sewing itself back together as he shrank back to his normal appearance and size.

His voice having also returned to normal (well, normal for him), Alastor turned to Charlie, a look of concern on his usually unreadable face before he looked to the others behind her.

They all shared the same shocked, confused expression.

Maybe it was because they just saw Alastor really go all-out for the first time.

Maybe it was because he was able to take out the Exterminator’s leader and his second-in-command so easily when he did so.

Or maybe it was because for the first time since… ever, really, Alastor’s trademark smile had mysteriously vanished.

Alastor was expressing genuine fear, in front of them. No sinner in Hell had ever had that privilege before: not to their knowledge, at least.

However, it was a privilege they only had for a few seconds before he realised his mistake, a staticky noise coming from him as his mouth twitched upward. Struggling to explain himself, Alastor stammered for a few seconds before sighing and disappearing.

They were speechless at that. Finally, after what felt like an hour but was really just 20 seconds, they could take in all of the things that just happened.

“Okay, if no one else is gonna say it…” Angel trailed off. “WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!”

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So this is the part in the fic where it cuts to Alastor internally giving himself shit for giving a shit about anyone there, and then Charlie shows up and they have an awkward conversation that somehow spirals into Al being a good brother figure again.

But I never wrote that part. It’s why I posted it here.

Anyways, hope you liked it!

#hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fic #hazbin hotel episode 8 #theory fic #Hazbin hotel charlie #marker’s tumblr ficlets

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royal-chandler · 2 months ago

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HI my friend <3 so glad to have you here on tumblr now! May I offer a little ficlet prompt? 🥰 How about Alex "accidentally rescuing" a tiny black kitten from an abusive person on the subway (Halloween insanity?) after work, bringing it home to Henry and David. 🥺 (cue: diabetes for everyone 💗✨😌 bonus points if they're both soaked from the rain, Henry cooing about them and David thinking the kitten is for him)

Thank you for the prompt and just being generally awesome and lovely. Happy Friday and I hope you like this! ❤

Despite the rain that’s mizzling with the promise to turn miserable above ground, a good portion of the subway station is busy with people costumed up and spookily dressed for the Halloween weekend. Chatting up their Friday shenanigans that no doubt consist of closing down bars, late night partying, and making out with strangers. Everything that had been Alex’s idea of a good ass celebration not too long ago. Now, cold in his suit and regretting that he didn’t mind Henry’s suggestion to check the weather report before leaving the house that morning, all Alex wants to do is curl under a throw blanket with his head in Henry’s lap and stuff himself with whatever candy that they don’t end up doling out to the neighborhood kids. There will be some leisurely groping tossed in because even though Alex is older, he’s not fucking ancient.

Alex is caught up in evening daydreams and staring ahead at the bright red ETA for his train home when he overhears it.

Beyond his shoulder, loudly, some idiot is saying, “I go for a damn adult cat and this bitch is all that’s left. Had to deal with it though since I couldn’t find anything else in the city. The minute the clock strikes twelve though, Cinderella is out on her ass.”

Some other idiot cackles, “Dude.”

Alex turns and finds a huddle of teenagers some odd feet behind him, snickering in shitty Halloween get-ups that minimal effort has been put into. One guy stands out in particular, drably dressed in sagging jeans and a stained white tee with the words ‘I’M A DUMB BITCH BUM WITCH’ scratchily magic-markered across. A pointed hat sits on top of his curtain of hair and, locked in an uncaring grip, is an inky black kitten that can’t be more than a few weeks old. The sight sours Alex’s stomach and sets his blood to a fast and furious boil.

Annoyed, and powerless to stop himself even if he wanted to, Alex walks up to the troupe of assholes, getting out his wallet to root through and withdraw some cash. The snickers abruptly drop into a surprised silence when he corrupts their small circle, either out of recognition or due to his audacity, Alex doesn’t know or care.

“What? Don’t shut the fuck up now,” Alex says, tone set to sarcasm. “You guys were almost to the very bottom of the shit barrel. Keep digging, why don’t you?”

“Listen—”

“Actually, you should absolutely shut the fuck up,” Alex tells one of them without gifting his full regard, pre-empting a spiel he has zero interest in. He addresses the one who holds the kitten captive to his chest and offers out a few bills. “You interested in making some easy money? Because I’m gonna hazard a guess that you got her for free, right? So how about you sell her to me for fifty bucks. That way when you share this story—if you’re stupid enough to confirm to the world what a clown you are—you can’t tell anyone that I stole your pet.”

The guy stares at him, akin to a gasping fish. Confused, he choppily asks, “Wh—what? What do you mean?”

“I don’t know how to be any more clear. I said I will pay you fifty dollars for that cat you’re planning to get rid of.”

The kid notices that they’re being scrutinized by more than just his friends, that phones have non-discreetly pivoted toward them. Awkwardly, he hands the kitten over. “Uh, okay, sure.”

Alex takes the kitten and cradles her close. She’s incredibly soft and warm, a curled up little scoop of fluff with barely there whiskers, yellow-green eyes the size of saucers, and a fleet heartbeat in the palm of Alex’s hand. Alex smooths two fingers over her head and she settles against him with an endearing and content purr. Alex breaks his gaze from her to consider the teen one last time, leveling him with an energy Alex typically reserves for his parents’ political rivals and vulturous journalists.

“And here's some parting advice that also won’t cost you a damn thing: the next time you decide you want to use an animal for a prop, don’t think of the handout you just got. Instead, you might want to consider that the next someone probably won’t be as generous as me and will go with my first instinct to punch you in your stupid, ignorant face.”

With that, Alex takes the kitten back with him to the platform, then to a seat on the departing Q Line and up the stairwell to the streets of Brooklyn. There, they instantly cross into a silver downpour that’s coming in sideways. Meowing, she melts in his hands—her fur sparkling with specks of wet stardust before flattening under the heavy drops—before Alex manages to get her ushered inside his rapidly dampening jacket.

It’s typically a five minute walk to the brownstone and the pavement shines like black glass that could ease the way of ice skates but still Alex is able to cut the time in half. With the kitten tucked at his side, wiggling and pawing, he runs. On his route, he has near misses with passersby who don’t become visible until they’re silhouettes in front of him because, along with an umbrella, he’d also neglected to grab his new glasses.

So, of course, his fucking wonderful fiancé has a towel and his glasses case on standby when Alex arrives, David barking around his feet with a whipping tail.

Soaked to the bone and dripping water on their floor, Alex sighs, “You’re a godsend. I’m forever thankful for everything that you are.”

“Then why do you insist on desecrating the foyer?” Henry asks teasingly, humming. He shakes his head as he slips the glasses on to Alex’s face, his smile sharpening as Alex’s vision corrects to twenty-twenty.

“I brought a gift that will hopefully make up for it,” Alex shares with him. “I think David’s already sniffed her out. He’s a fucking boy genius.”

“Her?” Henry questions, pouting and his brow furrowed.

Alex lifts the opening of his jacket and brings out the kitten, not dry but not drowned either so he’ll count that as a win.

Henry takes her immediately and bundles her up in the towel meant for Alex, her tiny face peeking out of a ridiculously overlarge and lumpy Turkish cotton burrito. He coos over her, pressing his lips against her ear in a tender kiss and lightly scrubbing her with the towel—easily opening his heart to her. She already looks at home in his arms, her eyes closing peacefully under the attention. “Oh, little love, where did you come from?”

“The subway station,” Alex answers, mouth downturned, still harboring embers of irritation. “Some asshole was using her for an accessory. A familiar for a witch’s costume, I think? I don’t know. Doesn’t really matter. He was a piece of shit and wanted to abandon her because she wasn’t a good enough attachment piece. Like at night, to be on her own. I couldn’t leave her with him. You might read about it online tomorrow.”

“What? That’s horrific. Why would anyone—obviously, you did the right thing, Alex.” Wearing an admiration that’s lit up with kindness, Henry continues with conviction, “Same as you always do. I couldn’t be more proud of you, sweetheart.”

Smitten, feeling like he’s come out of the rain and into a toasty sunbeam, Alex shrugs. He murmurs, “Just conducting my civic duty.”

Henry peers at him, his doubt transparent. He leans in and stamps a loving kiss to Alex’s mouth. He tells Alex, “Not everyone would have stood up the way you did. I surely doubt that the station was scarce or empty aside from you and that asshole. You chose to step in when you saw an atrocious wrong being committed. You’re a good man, Alex Claremont-Diaz. I’m glad for it and I’m sure this lovebug is as well.”

And then David starts to chime in, barking again with his paws antsy on the floor and his attention bouncing from Alex to Henry and back to Alex.

“See? David agrees with and, like you previously stated, he's a genius,” Henry says with a small laugh, maneuvering out of Alex’s airspace to better let David in between them.

“Oh yeah, is that so? Thanks, Davey, I appreciate it,” Alex says, squatting and dispensing playful rubs and scratches. He laughs when David enthusiastically licks under and over his chin. “I missed you, too. I’d hug you so hard right now if I wasn’t freezing my ass off. Don’t want you to get cold, too. How do you feel about being a big brother, huh? Would you like that? I think you’d rock it, bubba.”

“Happy that we’re in agreement that she'll be sticking around.”

“No question about it, baby.”

“Okay, I’ll make an Uber order and have some essentials delivered for her—kitty litter, a bed, some food. I can’t really tell if she’s too young for solids but I’ll send off a picture to Bea and see what she thinks. I’ll order both formula and food to be safe. There’s milk in the fridge but I’d rather we get it from the pet store.” Henry unpeels the towel from around the kitten and she acts like she can spider up Henry’s front when he holds her to him, her precious petite paws clumsily spreading over his heart. After a moment, Henry looks up at Alex. “In the meanwhile, you should head up and get under a hot spray, get warm.”

Alex is hard-pressed to leave the scene but he nods and shrugs off his clinging suit jacket. He takes the used towel from Henry and combines the two together in his hands. “Sounds like a game plan.”

After a shower, and dinner for all four of them, the night is nearly identical to how Alex imagined it. He and Henry are sprawled on the couch in front of the fireplace and they trade kisses that are tinted with caramel and chocolate and occasionally interrupted by their ringing doorbell.

“Check them out,” Henry says quietly from under Alex where he’s rubbing feel-good circles on Alex’s back with one hand and combing through Alex’s hair with the other.

Alex lifts his head to see that David has left his dog bed in favor of the space right next to the kitten’s. He’s hunkered down at her side and every single time that David pokes her gently with his nose like she's a play toy, she meows big and wide. When he’s done, she’ll then blink slowly at him, waiting until he does it again. It goes on this way for minutes.

“Holy shit, that’s so fucking cute,” Alex comments.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more adorable in my life,” Henry says.

“I can’t reach my phone.”

“I don’t care to find mine.”

“We’ll just get ‘em next time,” Alex decides.

Eventually, they’ll of course name her (Ziggy) Stardust to go along with David (Bowie.)

I hope I used a correct subway line from Midtown to Brooklyn. If I didn't, feel free to correct me! I did google but I may be mistaken.

#ask and answered #firstprince #rwrb #rwrb fic #my fic #my writing #alex x henry #red white and royal blue

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whatudottu · 3 years ago

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I posted 432 times in 2021

102 posts created (24%)

330 posts reblogged (76%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 3.2 posts.

I added 937 tags in 2021

#reblog - 318 posts

#ben 10 - 227 posts

#transformers - 71 posts

#fanart - 62 posts

#tfp - 59 posts

#headcanon - 50 posts

#ramblings - 42 posts

#strawberryoverlord - 41 posts

#skyquake - 34 posts

#tfp starscream - 33 posts

Longest Tag: 127 characters

#‘oh… oh… oh-! annie this isn’t just some card! it’s a limited edition! and you’re… giving it to me? are you sure?’ ‘it’s yours’

My Top Posts in 2021

So… your most recent StarQuake ficlet, @needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves , I just had to draw this part-!

Time spend doing other more important things was spent into this instead and I don’t regret a dang thing-!

92 notes • Posted 2021-10-05 05:07:00 GMT

I could not resist drawing this, @thistlehawk, especially not after I saw this post.

Have a quick little sketch that took way too long to be worth it, but damn did my art program finally let me have pen pressure.

95 notes • Posted 2021-07-24 18:40:32 GMT

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Is this in bad taste? I hope not.

I’m here with a little scene redraw and a bonus Petrosapien biology headcanon. Since I’ve loved how Side Effects made Ben react differently depending on the alien he was, I was a little bit disappointed when The Secret of Chromastone just defaulted to sneezing all over the place.

I would say that Petrosapiens won’t have much else of a reaction, but I wanted to play with how their sneeze differs. So now, here’s Diamondhead with his face split open. That’s where the shards that wreck the come from.

107 notes • Posted 2021-05-28 07:20:30 GMT

Thought I’d jump on the trend and draw the chest and lips that Skyquake deserves.

I believed that using markers would be quicker and easier than digital, but forgetful little me didn’t remember that all my greys and God forbid my specific green were all running out if not dead. Not an issue for blue but- LOOK!

Anyway, is Starscream envious or into it more at 11.

121 notes • Posted 2021-08-16 05:41:47 GMT

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So I uh… I made a comic for my recent thoughts? Heck yeah I did!

Since in my sketchbook I was already on the second page (relative to my other work), I thought it could be fun to split the second half of this comic as a double spread. Yeah, sure, the spine gets a little in the way, but I had fun doing this.

At one point when I was working on this, I showed some WIPs to my friends and they seemed to laugh at it. I mean, if the capital letters said anything, haha!

233 notes • Posted 2021-06-07 01:52:33 GMT

Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #well then #joined around this year- maybe end of last if i'm being generous lmao #i had a feeling that first starquake comic would've been number 1 #it was the first post to really blow up woop-!#kind of like the 'longest tag' feature- with my tag rambling you'd get a random assortment lmao #roll the die and see which one comes up #long post

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fidothefinch · 4 years ago

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MASTER LIST

If the fic title is underlined, it is a link to the tumblr post with the full story. The ampersand means it’s a platonic relationship. (I don’t really do ships.)

AO3

FICLETS:

Safeguard : (ao3 link) - Dick & Damian

Stuck with You : (ao3 link) - Tim & Damian

Whumptober Day 1 – Shaky Hands : (no ao3 yet) - Dick

ONESHOTS:

BANG!: (ao3 link) - Jason & Tim

Take your Child to Work Day: (ao3 link) - Damian

ghosts that we knew: (ao3 link) - Dick & Damian

Running with Scissors : (ao3 link) - Jason & Damian

Tear-Stained : (no ao3 link) - Dick & Damian; nightmare

Unsteady : (ao3 link) - Jason & Bruce

Fever : (ao3 link) - Dick & Damian

The Breaking Light : (ao3 link) - Dick & Damian

Forward All Through the Night : (ao3 link) - Dick & Damian

I am not there; I do not sleep : (ao3 link) - Tim & Damian

Mile Marker 146 : (ao3 link) - Dick & TIm

Light will Guide you Home : (ao3 link) - Jason & Bruce

Hemorrhage : (ao3 link) - Jason & Bruce

The Spirit of Dance : (ao3 link) - Jason & Bruce

CHAPTER STORIES:

Stars, Hide your Fires : (ao3 link) - Dick & Bruce

Unauthorized Understudy : (ao3 link) - Dick & Damian

Deep Water : (ao3 link) - Damian & Bruce

The Nature of Things : (ao3 link) - Damian & Tim

WORK IN PROGRESS:

Coda: (ao3 link) - Dick & Damian; sequel to Unauthorized Understudy

#fido writes #masterlist #master list

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thehoneyedhufflepuff · 5 years ago

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2019 Top Five

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2019. Tag as many writers/artists/etc as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

thank you for tagging me @ninemagicks @sourcherrymagiks @f-ing-ruthless-baz @sharkmartini 💜

2019 was the year I found Carry On & this lovely fandom. It was the year I started writing & drawing again after many years of being creatively stagnant (& I wrote a LOT; over 310k published on AO3 & who knows how much is currently sitting unpublished in my Google Drive). It’s been a bit of a bumpy ride—lots of self-doubt & uncomfortable feelings about my own work—but this book ultimately gave me my creativity back, & some wonderful friends, & self-growth, day by day. I’ve been in a bit of a funk since the end of the countdown, & especially these last few weeks, so I think this will be a good opportunity for me to reflect on the things I’m proud of & try to say some nice things about my own work. Let’s get the party started.

1. Between the Lines

Y’all probably aren’t surprised, right? I feel like BTL has really helped me grow as a writer while telling a story that’s very personal & important to me. When I first started this fic, it was meant to be just a little bookshop AU. I’m very proud of what it’s become, & the reception it’s had has blown me away. I appreciate everyone who’s read it/reading it/yet to read it so very, very much. I never would’ve guessed that I’d still be working on this fic, let alone how long it would be. I think it’s probably my best work stylistically & in terms of the story, even if sometimes I cringe when I reread the beginning. (I either cringe or really like my work when I reread it, there’s no in-between.) (I mostly really like this one when I need to go back & study it.)

IDK, I’ve talked about BTL a LOT the last eight months. I’m not sure what else I can say about it right this moment, but I’m sure I’ll think of something eventually, & hopefully y’all aren’t sick of hearing about it because I don’t think I can help it.

🦖💛💙🦖

2. A Pair of Splendid Morons

This fic is still near & dear to my heart. I like to say it was the first fic I finished in the fandom, but it was actually my second (I don’t...like to talk about Merry Gentlemen. At all. I think I’ve been scarred since I got a scathing anon review in the comments [which is why I no longer allow anon comments on AO3, RIP].) (I made some...choices with that fic. ANYWAY.)

So Splendid Morons was the second fic I finished in the fandom (it’ll be a year old on Valentine’s Day; can you believe?!). It’s my second-longest (after BTL, of course, lmao) & I wrote it in just six weeks, which is lightning-fast by my standards. (This set me up to think I was a fast writer. I was sorely disappointed when I discovered that’s not the case.) It’s also my most-read fic, though BTL is super close to taking the crown.

My writing’s improved a lot since I first posted APOSM, I think, but I also think it holds up pretty well! (I do worry sometimes that I wrote Simon too soft, & there are a few mistakes I made by not properly researching [ahem, looking at you, Suitgate].) (One thing I found slightly amusing was the influx of readers this one got after Wayward Son, lmao. This fic is not in the vein of WS at ALL.) (Okay, that might be sort of false? I do mention trauma etc. in the fic, but I guess the main difference is that Simon & Baz really try to face these things together instead of apart. And also they communicate, albeit somewhat awkwardly. It’s a dream come true.)

For anyone who hasn’t read it, it’s a Carry On-era canon first time fic, & it spawned my post-Carry On series that is now an AU. I still have stories to tell on that timeline, but it’s sort of hard to forget Wayward Son completely, you know? When I first started writing this, it was technically still possible. Now it’s only possible as an AU, which is fine. (I’m not really sure where I’m going with this...I just have weird feelings, lol.) OH, also this was the first time I ever wrote a sex scene. I think it’s actually pretty good for a first time (mine & theirs, lmao).

3. Housewarming

Sort of cannot believe I’m picking the smuttiest thing I’ve ever written as one of my top fics of the year, but also??? I’m proud of this fic. It’s super hard to write smut—no euphemism—& I reread this one recently & thought I did a pretty good job. (I was actually slightly ashamed after I posted it, but I got over that once I got some nice comments. Nice comments are always very helpful.) I’ll share one here, which I think is fine since AO3 comments are public anyway:

Your writing just has so much LOVE in it and you write their companionship and connection so beautifully. You know, I wasn't going to read First Bite because that's not my kind of thing and usually grosses me out, but I've loved your other stuff so I gave it a shot. Turns out, it's just that stories like that tend to focus on the kink and grit, but you focus on everything that's good between them instead. And then you show how those good things lead to the perhaps more-than-vanilla coupling.

This fic, too, is grimy and steamy, but it's also sweet because you include the right details... This is not a smut fic of the rough kinky variety. It's a smut fic about two people reveling in a sacred space/act they've created together. Props to you because the difference is palpable. (I have never in my life written so much about sex on a fic review so sorry about this ramble lmao)

Y’all...this comment meant so much to me. This is what it’s really about, you know? I’m trying to show them expressing love, & this just made me so happy. Numbers-wise, stories with a focus on sex seem to get fewer kudos/comments, & I think part of that is the anonymity factor (which I totally understand), but I just want to say that something like this means A TON to those of us who write stuff like this. Many thanks to @sappho-said-i-could ; this comment single-handedly made me much less self-conscious about this particular work. 💜

4. Crashing Through

This is one of my favorite ficlets from the countdown, & also my most popular countdown fic on Tumblr in terms of notes (not that that’s a deciding factor, but it DOES make me happy). It’s a little alternate ending to WS (just a what if? for the beach scene at the end of the book.)

Like many, Wayward Son hit me really hard. I love Wayward Son a lot, but I spent days feeling so emotionally drained, & then weeks just unable to write. This was one of the first things I wrote that even had anything to do with Wayward Son, & fun fact! I wrote it all by hand in the car on a day trip. While it’s obviously not a canon-possible scene at this point, I still really like it. (I reblogged it yesterday as part of my Fandom Anniversary Reblog Thingy that I’m doing, & I read it & thought, Huh. Sometimes I’m decent at this whole writing thing.)

I actually felt stuck when I went to write Be With Me after this, because I didn’t think I could top the way they said I love you in this one (I still...sort of prefer this to the scene in Be With Me but oh well, what’re you gonna do).

5. “Love”

Can y’all tell I don’t normally name my art pieces? I don’t normally name them. I’m super proud of this one; it was the last piece of art I made in 2019, & I think it’s one of my best. It’s one of my least “popular” pieces in terms of notes, but I still really like it a lot & I did a side-by-side comparison of this next to my first fanart last year & it was super encouraging to see my progress. Sharing art has been scarier for me than sharing writing, but seeing how far I’ve come since June was very helpful.

ANYWAY! BTL is super close to my heart, as y’all know, & I had a moment where I just really wanted to draw them in this moment where they’re finally getting some time to just be together & enjoy the newness of their relationship. This was done in copic marker for the most part, though I also used colored pencil for their blushes (my brand 😏) & Baz’s sweater. (At one point I thought I’d completely ruined the whole piece because of how Baz’s sweater was looking, but then @knitbelove gave me some sweater advice & I went back to work & held my breath & everything turned out okay in the end.) This is also the last traditional piece of art I’ve done, & I should probably change that soon. (Please give the original post some love if you’re so compelled. 💜💜💜)

I think I’m a few days late in terms of doing this, so I’m not sure who all has gone yet! I’ll tag @warriorbeeofthesea @krisrix @pipsqueakparker @icarus-n-flames @vkelleyart @singerofsimplesongs @fight-surrender @knitbelove @annabellelux @pitchpatronus @subpar-selkie @neck-mole @cynopoe @gibbarts & anyone else who sees this & wants to do it! Seriously, that means you! 😉

#year in review #tag game #2019 top 5 #i think blushing is just my brand at this point #is a tag i already had lmao #copic markers #my art #my fanfiction #snowbaz #snowbaz fanart #snowbaz fanfiction #between the lines #fire verse #a pair of splendid morons #aposm #housewarming #crashing through

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darcylightninglewis · 6 years ago

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it all started a couple of years ago with a wintershock fic, then it escalated in wintershieldshock ones and then finally shieldshock! recommendations are absolutely welcome, I love to hear what people like and maybe it'll help me find ones I haven't read yet uwu (it's amazing how your tag brought all the feels back!)

ASDFGHJGFD. TUMBLR ATE MY OG RESPONSE. MUST. MURDER.

Anyway…I didn’t forget, I just kinda got suuper busy randomly and I wanted to include an array of fics.

Welcome back into the fray! I put a collection together of various ratings, mostly from the past 2ish years. But I’ve got lots bookmarked on my Ao3 account.

Shieldshock

Darcy Lewis, Agent of SHIELD - Darcy enters the world of SHIELD. Her neighbor is one super fine looking New Yorker named Steve. Such a great series!

Lil’ Sidekick - post-Civil War “fix it”. Ross is setting his sights on Jane as a way to get to Thor when he returns. Steve & Sam go to intercept the good Doctor, but first introductions are anything but smooth.

If There’s a Future, We Want It (Now) - First Avenger AU. Darcy meets Steve & Bucky before the serum, before her became Cap.

illa vincit, qui se vincit - Beauty & the Beast AU. Beautifully done!

0800-DRCY-LWS - Darcy’s still not getting paid, so she’s got herself a phone sex line. Tony may think he’s fucking hysterical. Joke’s on him!

This Love (Left a Permanent Mark) - “Soulmate au where when you write something on your skin with pen/marker/whatever the hell you want, it will show up on your soul mates skin as well.” SUCH FUN.

Physical Phenomena - a wonderful series by Aenaria. Steve & Darcy share a connection. “It's our senses that help guide our perceptions and help us discover the world around us. These senses also help connect with other humans in a wide variety of relationships from friendship, to romance, and beyond.” I think she may have lost the muse for it, but it’s still worth the read, imho. All fics by her are worth a read!

The Oracle - a Mummy/Indiana Jones AU. IT’S AMAZING, TRULY. (All things by Imogen_Penn is worth reading!)

something to fill the space - Darcy has a type, and it's more Steve 1942 than Steve 2014.

The Officer Lewis Chronicles - SO GOOD. Sorta AU, Darcy becomes a cop, during an undercover operation she meets Steve. Everything from Em_Jaye is fantastic.

30 Songs I Thought I Lost - 30 short Steve/Darcy AU’s. SO GOOD.

The Guest - Darcy travels back in time and meets Steve. She gets to know him & Bucky while the rest of the Avengers regroup and try to figure everything out.

time (has brought your heart to me) - “It's 1943 when Darcy Lewis enters Steve's life like a whirlwind, full of chaos and mystery. In the wake of every fly-by meeting, the hope of something more plants roots in his heart, until there's no going back.” ASDFGHJKJHG. @sarcasticfina is a freaking word smith. Everything by her is phenomenal and she also has some ficlets on her tumblr.

break your heart (some kind of idiot at the start) - another one by @sarcasticfina Darcy thinks Steve’s not into her for anything besides a friendship, it couldn’t be some heartbreaking time traveling situation, could it?

Blue ink can’t be copied - soulmate au “Let's just pretend that soulmates can communicate through writing on their inner forearm.” SUCH A JOY TO READ. Clint is the Clint I always wanted, Tony thinks he’s hysterical enjoys making Steve sweat.

Five Years Later - Steve & Darcy had a good thing for a few months, but it fell apart. Five years later they are brought back together. My heeeeeaaart.

Destined - After Sokovia, Steve needs time to himself so he spends time at Clint’s farm. He meets Darcy during his stay.

Not Broken, Just Bent - they broke up, but these two stubborn idiots remain in love. Some nudging happens and they’re both still stubborn and in love but hopeful most of all.

Of Strings and Theories and Trampolines - “She quickly envisioned meeting God... him frowning down at her as he unfurled the scroll of all her acts on Earth and her smiling as she pointed out the one in big bold letters that said "Saved Steve Rogers From Purple Dildo Monster".” Darcy saves Steve, all of them really. In doing so she inadvertently triggers something that sends her back in time, before it all. And she got getting powers. I fucking adore this fic. It’s an utter delight.

You Have to Admire a Man with a Plan - "Can I ask for some Darcy/Steve, where they meet and he's not pulling the shy guy. I'm dying to see him actually pursue her affections." Smooth talking Steve is hella hot.

Tread softly, Angels - Darcy, stuck 70 years before her time, just wants to keep her Brooklyn boys alive long enough for history to do its thing. Soulmates are literally the LAST thing she'd expect to find in the back alleys of Brooklyn.

Write Drunk, Edit Sober - Darcy likes working in the SHIELD archives. She does. She's definitely not bored out of her mind and definitely not looking up her new super friends on the internet. And even if she is, she's DEFINITELY not reading fanfic about them. Nope. Definitely not doing that. SO DAMN ENJOYABLE.

All We Need Is Somebody to Lean On - In a world of soulmates love is supposed to be easy. The universe already marked them for you, all you had to do was wait for fate to bring you together. But the universe fucked up, and not everybody had a mark to help fate guide them. OMFG. This fic is everything, fun, feels, smut, friendships, did I mention feels? I loved this take on the soulmate trope.

Wintershieldshock

Surrender my bones (to the cold grey earth) - In which Darcy Lewis hunts the Wastes of North America, and stumbles across more than she ever bargained for. Steve fell with Bucky, Thor never found Mjolnir. SO GOOD, unfinished but fucking amaaaazing.

The Prisoner’s Dilemma - Soulmate AU. Bucky survives everything, Hyrdra, the fall, only to come face to face with his soulmate. She’s not what he or Steve expected, but neither are they.

Who Will Follow You to Hell (And Back)? - After a failed date, Darcy’s boys comfort her as only they can. But it’s not just the failed date that’s got Darcy down...Lots of feels, possessive hot smut and good stuff.

Words on my skin, love in my heart - The first fic is just so heartwarming and covers many ships, which is followed by wintershieldshock goodness.

Basic Instincts - “Darcy Lewis's never been a hormone-driven Omega. At least not until she stumbled across two super-serumed soldiers duking it out in the Stark Tower gymspace. And now? Well... now... she damn well wishes she'd paid more attention in Omega Health Class.” I’m extremely picky about Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamic fics, but this is utter perfection. I laugh so hard and squealed so much! Really anything by GhostCrumpet is a fucking delight.

HAPPY READING.

And, as a last ditch effort, if anyone out there has any of cornmouse’s shieldshock fic’s I’d be eternally grateful for a share. I MISS THEM SO.

#buckyward #shieldshock #wintershieldshock #fic rec #darcy lewis #answered

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ao3feed-kurthummel · 5 years ago

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Until You Draw Me

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3bPkDcc

by hazelandglasz

Prompt: Soulmate au where when you write something on your skin with pen/marker/whatever the hell you want, it will show up on your soul mates skin as well.

Words: 2388, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 72 of Tumblr Glee Ficlets

Fandoms: Glee

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson

Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Soulmates, Soul Bond, Romantic Soulmates, Fluff

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3bPkDcc This is an automatic feed of all new stories posted to the Kurt Hummel tag on AO3. Because of that, it is not guaranteed that Kurt is the main character in the story. There is also no judgment made as to ships, length, or warnings. Please verify content upon clicking through to AO3.

#ao3feed #fanfic #ao3 #kurt hummel

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