#mmmm I want to write this but my brain she no work

[shaykesqueer]

New summon Mountain is obsessed with Dew

He’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen

It freaks Dew out just a little bit

Dew: Why is he looking at me like that?

Cumulus: Like what?

Dew: Like… I’m a sandwich?

[rindragon-from-twewy]

Mmmm forte swap au brain rot upon ye!

I've already completed designs for everyone at the NDA but I wanna space out the posts a bit cuz I don't think I'd be able to say all I'd want to in just one post!

Ramble about character info below; (+spoilers for all of mdarc)

Obviously this is based on my silly doodles for rain code ship week but I've actually started putting a lot of thought in to this now! (I've had waaaaaaay too much free time recently and I'm blessed with the ability to come up with lore/world building very quickly given enough motivation!)

So first off: Why Storm Cypher? Well cuz it's a protagonist swap! Desuhiko's now the amnesiac trainee being haunted by Shinigami so it made sense in my opinion to make this au's name reflectant of his last name, Thunderbolt. So that's where the 'Storm' comes from. 'Cypher' because it's a form of code and... well I just think it sounds nice basically! I do what I do for my own enjoyment, I don't always need to have a reason - no matter what my teachers say.

Also I decided to change some (Not all) character's last name's to better reflect their newly assigned fortes.

Anyway- It's character info dumping time!!!

Desuhiko, like og Yuma, has absolutely no memory of his past. While his personality remains fairly intact, he boards the Amaterasu Express hoping to figure out who he is along the way. While nobody there knows who he is, he instead finds he have a knack for word-play, puns and pick up lines, leading to accusations of secretly being a circus clown as opposed to a detective. This attitude is only solidified more upon meeting Shinigami, the death god with just as many innuendos to make as he does. They get along almost dangerously well, even more so when he learns she has a humanoid form. After completing the first mystery labyrinth, he decides that being a detective HAS to be his true calling, since solving the case was pretty fun all things considered, and receives his hoodie from The Chief to help keep him dry once arriving in Kanai Ward.

Yuma on the other hand, takes the place of co-star of chapter 2. At first he comes off as cool and charismatic but he breaks down almost immediately at the slightest hint of conflict. He's been a very famous musician for years prior to becoming a master detective, though he finds it hard to fully express himself through anything other then his appearance and music. The anxiety induced from an excess of fans, attention, and not knowing who to trust anymore thanks to his own popularity, he was ecstatic to be scouted by the WDO for his talents in disguises. Once it blossomed into a fully fledged forte and he was allowed to work as a detective properly though... they started regretting hiring him. Chaotic, anti-authoritatian and impossible to track down, he's more of a vigilante then a real detective. He was selected to go to Kanai Ward due to it's predicted high mortality rate, the higher ups hoping to dispose of the troublemaker without being too obvious about it. What does APAB mean you ask? All Peacekeepers Are Bastards!!! The Chief wasn't very happy to see him wearing it but permanent marker is permanent.

I haven't decided if I'll change Shinigami's humanoid design yet. If I do though, it'll probably just be more remenicent of her beta design. I haven't decided if I'll swap the Amaterasu Express detectives either though but... maybe I will. Since its forte swap though, the peacekeepers will all remain the same.

I'm hoping to write a fanfic for this, as opposed to like... a comic. But I'm partial to the idea of maybe doing an ask blog as well? I don't know yet. Either way, I'll probably post more for this tomorrow! <3

[spnfanficpond]

August 2023 Angel Fish Awards!

(Angel Fish design by @slytherkins!!)

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words. (Click here to learn more about how to nominate a fic for an award!)

Nominated by Anonymous

Tangled Fates by @outofnowhere82

Nominated by @katbratsupernaturalwhore

Factory Reset by @talltalesandbedtimestories

The build up, the sass, the care she took, the pegging, the focus on description, the deliciousness... Mmmm I wanna eat him up!

Love; For the First Time by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

Adorable first time fic. Good build, sweet and fluffy and steamy!

Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis

An Imagined Life by @imagineteamfreewill

This is the fluffiest fluff to ever fluff AND IT HAS IKEA!!! I mean, I couldn't ask for anything more!! *heart eyes forever*

I'm So Sorry, Sammy by @bobwess

(AO3 link) ANGST!!! So much angst, man. Y'all know I love John Winchester, but even I can acknowledge he was not a great dad. Usually, I avoid fics with the "John's A+ parenting" tags because I have very strict ideas about his incompetence as a father. This story really shows a way that I can see in canon John would be especially crappy as a dad. No pairing, just a seriously angtsy genfic showing teenage Sam being a BAMF and Dean's heart breaking. (Sort of happy ending, though! You know me. lol)

Nominated by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

Why I Do It by @kazsrm67

This drabble and it's companion piece (from Dean's POV) is short and incredibly sweet. It's a lovely little slice of life for the boys and the reader. I always love when we get to see Dean happy, and he is, in this fluffy piece. Happy, loved and taken care of - us Dean girls can't ask for more. A highly enjoyable read!

Nominated by @glygriffe

Imperfections by @thewritingspot /@troize

Seeing Lucifer in another light, as an insecure middle child in a big family fired my brain cells! And of course, Gabriel being himself even as a kid. (And also: Art!!!)

Never Say Goodbye by @zepskies

It's a soulmate AU series, but it's also a reader insert that stays close to canon. Sweet and angsty and smutty... A little bit of everything all rolled into one satisfying story.

Untitled ask prompt by @sugaraddictarchangels

This ficlet is the only Jess!Lucifer representation I've ever seen and it's so refreshing to see early seasons' Lucifer under that light!

Nominated by @heavenssexiestangel

Between the Three by @lucibae-is-dancing-in-hell

This fic was written for me in all senses of the word, and I love how she characterized Arthur, Mick, and Dean and the different ways they react to being parents-to-be. Of course, the smut is great, but I also love how they clearly all love each other and want to be a family.

The Great 'Nah-Duh' of Dean Winchester by @ladyknightskye

I love this fic because it gave me Gadreel/Dean without having to write it myself, and also because it's well written and I love how soft Gadreel is... And the fact Dean has his Bisexual Awakening with him? LMAO!

Nominated by @iprobablyshipit91

Never Say Goodbye (series) by @zepskies

I’m an absolute sucker for soulmate AUs and this one was amazing. The reader and Dean's relationship was built beautifully and I loved how the ending ‘fixed’ things!

Baby Spoon (series) by @deanwanddamons

This really made me feel so many emotions. Seeing Dean so happy and having the relationship he deserves made me so happy despite everything.

The Prettiest One by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

This was literally so adorable and made me laugh so much. It’s such a good one to go back to and read over again.

Carry On (series) by @jawritter

This was just the perfect fix-it fic we all needed after *that* ending. It wasn’t rushed and it by no means sugar-coated what happened. There are some real struggles and a lot for both the reader and Dean to overcome but it’s damn worth it!

Pack (series) by @spnexploration

This is a story I’ve definitely gone back and reread a few times and it’s so close to the end, I can’t wait to see the final chapters. Overprotective Dean is always perfect but I really enjoy the pack dynamics in this and Maddie is a brilliant addition!

Heart of a Hunter Saga (series) by @muchamusedaboutnothing

Where to even start with this, every single stand-alone story in this saga is excellent in its own right and combined together this whole story is amazing. I love Dean and the reader's relationship and how they’ve managed to carve out a family life that works for them. Brilliant!

Baby, We’ve got a Problem (series) by @deanwritings

I love the unique concept of this, Baby getting turned human, and the implications this has particularly for Deans's relationship. I’ve read it a few times as it’s so easy to go back to and enjoyable to read.

Always You and Me by @deanwinchesterswitch

I just loved this story and how it built up. The dialogue is hilarious and while I did guess what was happening, it in no way detracted from how awesome this story is.

Hold On I’m Coming (series) by @ravengirl94

This was one of the first firefighter Dean fics I read and I loved it. The relationship the two of them have and the twists and turns are just perfect.

Captives of the Court by @impala-dreamer

This story instantly got my attention. I loved the way the story moved between what was happening now and what had happened to lead up to that point and how everything came together at the end. Amazing story.

The One That Got Away (series) by @pink-sparkly-witch

This story just hits you in the feels. It’s not finished but I’m so in love with Dean and the reader already and can’t wait to see how their relationship progresses!

Midnight Espresso / Devour Me (series)by @zepskies

There was something so sweet about these two stories that I instantly fell in love with the reader and dean in this. I connected with the plus-sized reader but Dean is so sweet and adorable. I just loved it.

Collared (series) by @spnexploration

I’ve been reading this story from pretty much when it started being posted and I’ve loved every second, I’m so excited and sad that it’s ending. It’s an amazing story full of protective Dean which I live for and it’s just perfect.

The Last Call by @kasimagines

I could have nominated so many of Kasimagines' stories but there’s something about this one that just really hits me and I’ve read it so many times. The loyalty Dean shows despite the years is beautiful and the effect John has on them all is heartbreaking.

Dream On (series) by @talesmaniac89

There’s something about this fic that I just absolutely love. It’s a comfort fic I’ve gone back and read so many times. Dean's overprotectiveness and worry and concern for the reader is just adorable.

Miscommunication (series) by @winchest09

This is another story I’ve read so many times. I love the story and the British reader really resonates with me being from the UK! I love the confusion between the same words meaning different things to British vs American, it makes for some interesting conversations!

If You Want It To Be (series) by @zepskies

This got me feeling so Christmassy in July! It was just such a lovely heart warming story, I adored it.

Nominated by @mariekoukie6661

House of the Rising Sun by @kittenofdoomage

MAFIA AU!!!! This has been a joy to read for the first time and it's always a joy to reread!!!

Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield

The Hero Always Gets A Kiss by @fandomoniumflurry

I’m a sucker for ChesterVelle, heroes, and kissing. This is one of my old faves I like to re-read every once in a while.

No Title by @stusbunker

This is sooooo Sam, and it's sooooo swoony and real. It's fucking electric.

Factory Reset by @talltalesandbedtimestories

This is so. well. written. So sexy. So good for Dean. He deserves this so much. This writer did their research but this doesn't read like a manual. It's thorough and intimate and exactly what Dean should have every day — someone taking care of him.

No Title by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

For the love of god, he’s just Like This, isn’t he? Like always. In canon, in headcanon, in fic — ALWAYS. And I love the way this writer objectifies him.

Nominated by @inenochian

Restless Wanderer by intothesilentland (AO3 only)

This story is such a beautiful soft romance set in 19th C Cornwall. Beautiful portrayal of Dean and Cas!

Nominated by @salt-n-burn-em-all

The Talismen series by Lochinvar (AO3 only)

Gives us insight into people who helped the boys grow up into the men they became. Not always Hunters, more like strangers who sometimes didn’t know exactly how much they helped until years later, if ever.

Nominated by @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes

Hunter’s Throne (series) by @ladyknightskye

It’s such a beautiful story and I love the angel-human lore. It’s so complimentary to each other and that bond is just so Cas and Dean. They have got to talk. It’s part of what’s we readers love about them because once they do, it only gets better and fluffy! I loved it so much I posted about it on my blog to advertise it because it is worth the read and keeps to the essence of the show.

THANK YOU ALL, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

- From your Admins and Manta Rays, @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @princessmisery666, @thoughtslikeaminefield, @katbratsupernaturalwhore, and @heavenssexiestangel!

[whoficky]

Until Morning

Rating: Mature (I think?) Maybe explicit? Definitely NSFW.

Pairing: 10th Doctor X Rose Tyler

Work Summary: In a burst of blue light, a dimension hopping Rose Tyler finally finds a world weary Doctor as he's about to go up against the Master. But time is not on their side, and this reunion can't be the forever they've longed for. If all they have is one night together, they are determined to make it count.

Chapter summary: He wanted nothing more than to stay like this, still and peaceful at her side.  But he knew he couldn’t.  Not only was dawn approaching, but he could hear the rustling of someone stirring downstairs.  He had things he needed to do to prepare for what was to come, things to discuss with Martha and Jack. 

Chapter 8

Rose let her hands and mind wander as she lay curled up with the Doctor under his tan coat.  He’d pulled it over both of them before the sweat that slicked their bodies could cool and cause a chill.

“What are you thinking?” he asked in a soft, gravely voice.

Rose hummed, “Mmmmm.  Nothing...Everything.”  She opened her hooded eyes to meet his.  “Still just sort of…”

“Yeah,” he agreed on a happy sigh.  He brushed his fingers up and down her arm, sending waves of pleasant tingles through her hyper-sensitized body. 

“That was ‘mazing,” she said, “Feelin’ you everywhere - inside, in my head…didn’t know it could be like that.”

“Was that ok?” the Doctor asked, brows pinching slightly in concern, “The telepathy?  I’m sorry I should have mentioned before I might -”

She cut him off with a soft, lingering kiss.  “Was brilliant,” she assured him, “Doctor, there aren’t words.  Is that - was that how your people...”

“Sometimes,” he nodded, then tilted his head, “Er…occasionally.  Well, rarely, to be honest.  Connecting like that, it enhances everything.”

“Mmmm, I noticed,” she purred and stretched against him, relishing the feel of the soft hair of his legs sliding against her smooth ones.

“But it’s also quite intimate, quite revealing.”

“Noticed that too,” her smile went from sultry to something much softer when his eyes dipped down in uncharacteristic shyness.  

“Yes, well.  It was considered a bit, er, deviant,” he admitted.

“Their loss,” she said, sad for what his people had missed out on.  And a just little mournful of what they had been missing out on all this time. 

“Yeah,” he breathed, leaning forward to coax her into a deep kiss that had her thinking that ‘next time’ may need to be very, very soon.

“How am ever going to let you go, Rose Tyler?” he asked with a sad smile, cooling her arousal slightly, but only increasing her feelings of intimacy with him.  

Temping as it was, she wouldn’t use this moment to beg him once again to let her stay.  Not when he was so vulnerable.  And not when she knew she really did have to go.      

“You don’t have to just yet,” she whispered instead, tracing a line down his sideburn before running her fingers through his damp hair.  He closed his eyes and made a sound of contentment deep in his throat.  “And you’ll be ok.  When the time comes.”  She was sure of that now.  Had seen it inside his mind.  If there was one thing her Time Lord excelled at, it was persevering.  

He made a noncommittal sound and drew her close against him.  For a while they just held each other in the easy silence.  Her hand rubbed long, sleepy strokes up and down the length of his back as he played with her hair.

“Doctor,” she said eventually.

“Hmmm?” he hummed.

“I didn’t mention before, but on that memory drive I gave you…”

“Yeah?” he prompted.

“’S not all just doom and gloom and the stars going out.  There’s…there’s photos, some recordings from me, letters I’ve been writing you, and, um, all the blueprints and data for the dimension cannon.”

He pulled back slightly and propped himself up on an elbow, “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” she grinned up at him, “So I figure…maybe you can find me next time.  Big brain like yours with help from the TARDIS once you get her back…could probably improve upon what we’ve come up with.  Those walls between universes aren’t as solid as the last time you checked.  Me bein’ here is proof of that, yeah?  And I’ll keep it up on my end.  I’ll still be out there lookin’ for you too.  I reckon with all that…Well, I think I’ll be seeing you again soon, Doctor.”

“Rose Tyler, are you deducing,” he asked with a softer version of the same look on his face that had nearly made her jump his bones years ago.

“I think I am,” she grinned.

“Copper’s hunch?”

“Better,” she kissed him, long and deep and full of hope.  “A promise,” she whispered against his lips.

With a laugh of pure joy, he clutched her hips and rolled them until he was braced on top of her.  The feel of him stirring against her belly started to fan the heat that had never fully faded as they’d talked.

“I believe I made a promise too, Rose Tyler,” he growled.

“Oh yeah, what’s that,” she ran her hands up and down his sides, feeling his muscles ripple underneath the pads of her fingers.

“I believe I said next time,” he started scooting down her body, “we’d take it slow.  Very,” he kissed her chest, “very,” licked a circle around her navel, “slow,” he puffed, hovering just over her center.

“Oh god,” she whimpered.

**********

The Doctor cataloged each one of Rose Tyler’s breaths and drank in every precious murmur and movement she made in her sleep.  Rassilon, she was beautiful.  Gazing at her now, she took his breath away.  When he missed her, when things got hard and despair beckoned, he would think back on this moment, remember how the moonlight played across the bare skin of her back and the way her dark lashes fluttered against her cheeks as she dreamed.  

Oh, he loved her. 

And he’d finally gotten the chance to tell her.  It had come whispered from his lips into her heated skin, was poured into each tender touch as he’d mapped her body, and projected into her very soul while they’d shared one mind.  He’d left no room for doubt about how he felt about her.  It was sealed into her very essence.  As it had been seared into his for a long time now.  

After they’d fallen back into their nest of jackets utterly spent, they’d gently cleaned each other and he’d coaxed her into a reluctant sleep.  Despite her protestations, it hadn’t taken her long to drift off.  He knew she was exhausted.  

He wanted nothing more than to stay like this, still and peaceful at her side.  But he knew he couldn’t.  Not only was dawn approaching, but he could hear the rustling of someone stirring downstairs.  He had things he needed to do to prepare for what was to come, things to discuss with Martha and Jack.  As he’d basked in the utter contentment of holding a sleeping Rose Tyler, a plan had begin to coalesce.  It was time to start setting it in motion.  

Reluctantly, he eased out from under his tan coat and tugged it up over her shoulders.  She was so deep in sleep, she didn’t rouse at all.

“I’ll be back,” he promised before tracking down his clothes and putting each layer of armor back in place.  Before he left the room, he took a moment to take the memory drive out of his pocket and stared down at it with a small smile.  

 The Doctor strode on to the factory floor, hands in his pockets, aiming for the perfect picture of Time Lord aloofness.  Still, Jack gave the Doctor a filthy smirk over the top of the laptop he’d been working on.  

“Soooo,” he grinned devilishly, “have a nice…walk?”

“Yes, lovely night for a walk,” the Doctor replied easily, rocking on his heels.

Jack snorted, “You aren’t fooling anyone with that bullshit, Doctor.  I’ve never seen someone look so thoroughly shagged before.”

Though preening internally at the completely accurate description, the Doctor leveled a glare at his friend for a moment before he began emptying his pockets and spreading the bits and bobs out on a small metal table.      

“C’mon,” Jack wheedled, closing the laptop and walking over to join the Doctor, “You can’t tell me that you just spent half the night talking.  When the two of you left, you were practically vibrating with tension.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the Doctor continued to concentrate on sorting through components.

“Oh Doc, please.  You weren’t exactly quiet.”

That made him look up sharply.

“I was about to go up there and investigate.  Thought you two were being attacked,” Jack snickered.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” the Doctor sniffed.  But then he couldn’t quite help quirking a small brief smile.

“I knew it!” Jack crowed.  He slapped the Doctor on the back, “Bout freaking time!  Happy for the two of you, truly.  And don’t worry, I lied.  Didn’t hear a thing.  More’s the shame.”

“Remind me to drop you into a supernova when I get the TARDIS back,” the Doctor growled.  Not that he could work up a true sense of irritation right now with his skin still buzzing and his hearts so full.  Still, there was work to be done.  “If you are quite finished, Captain, I thought we could discuss how we are going to prevent the Master from bringing about the end of the world.”

“Got some of that post orgasm insight, I see,” Jack nodded sagely, “The birth of all great plans and discoveries.  Whattaya got, Doc?”

Ignoring the first part, the Doctor explained the rough outline of his plan and the two of them worked on hacking further into the Master’s communications.  He was encouraged by what they found.  The Archangel network - he’d guessed there was some kind of large scale hypnotism involved, and this confirmed it.  Thank Rassilon the Master was such an arrogant sod.  It would never occur to him that the basis for his whole rise to power was ripe for exploitation.    

The Doctor started working on perception filters while Jack and he debated the merits of skipping the airport and heading straight to the Valiant to give them more time to snoop around.  When Martha joined them a while later, looking worn, but determined, he let her in on the plan.

“I want you both to know you can walk away from this,” he said seriously, “Find somewhere to hide and wait it out.  This is my responsibility, not yours, and I know what’s ahead won’t be easy for either of you.”

“You’re mad if you think I’d opt out,” Martha shook her head, jaw clenched in anger and eyes suggesting a bit of hurt too.  He’d had to give her the option though.  What he was asking of her…it was far too much to put on an army, let alone on the shoulders of one lone woman.  “That’s my family he’s got, my whole planet he’s trying to control.  No, Doctor.  I’m in this.  I’m all in,” she said firmly.

“Me too,” Jack nodded, “Sounds like a player with immortality might come in handy.”

“You may not be able to stay dead, Jack, but that doesn’t mean it won’t hurt when he kills you,” the Doctor warned.  He wanted to make sure neither of them went into this without full understanding of who they were up against.

Jack shrugged, “You don’t have to tell me, Doc.  Died plenty of times now, and yeah, it always hurts.  But if he’s busy killing me, that’s one less other person he’ll have the time to torment.  Maybe I can be a good distraction.”

The Doctor nodded, humbled by the bravery of the both of them.

“Alright, then here’s what’s going to happen…” he dove into the specifics of each of their roles.

[fariesoiree]

Hiii ! I just came across your post about bridgerton inspired hobie fic and I thought it was brilliant ! Rebel medieval hobie is my soft spot fr...

Now imagine hobie being a very flirty man well known for having good times with women in the high society (even the married ones), but ending up being forced by his family to marry reader in order to save the family's reputation.

While reader, on the other hand, really couldn't care less about hobie as she doesn't want to get married but still ends up to becausewomen's voices at this era... well...

Now I can't help but daydreaming about flirty hobie who doesn't take the marriage seriously at first, but ends up falling for reader and trying to make her fall in love of him in return ; but reader sees him as a playboy and wants to stay distant but eventually can't resist him !!!

I'm sorry it was way longer than I imagined at first but I just had to share it with you since you came with this AU, anyway have a great day/evening and don't be shy about posting about your bridgerton vibe AU I'd love to read it <3

hi pumpkin! thanks soo much for sending in your thoughts i love when people get creative in my inbox! seeing this was actually a very pleasant surprise don’t worry :)

mmmm for my bridgerton hobie x reader au i have done some thoughts ( bc i actually do want to write it i just know it’s going to be a loooong project ), i always imagine hobie as very loose and free. he’s not interested in marriage at all, he more enjoys dabbling in the arts and literature. he’s known for questioning society and certainly gets around with many women ( and men but he’s better at hiding that ). his family is probably desperate to marry him off and give them some sort of honor after he’s tarnished it all. i’d imagine he has siblings that are already married with kids so it’s just him.

then there’s reader, who’s like a delicate little flower. i think she’s sweet and easygoing, always has been. i think she’d be a bit more susceptible to the marriage propaganda because she doesn’t really have much else going for her. she’s very knowledgeable in different languages, she can read and write, she can play instruments, but many men aren’t interested in that. they approach her because she’s the more beautiful thing they’ve ever seen, dazzling in the sunlight, but the moment she opens her mouth they’re kinda . . . turned off. so she’s kinda made herself seem more gentle and dumb. she doesn’t like it but it works for the time being.

so it’s kind of strange(?) when she’s sitting around and gets a caller and low and behold, it’s hobie. she’s heard of him, seen him around. they’ve greeted each other in passing but that’s about as much as they’ve gone. she isn’t too fond of him and he treats her like she has zero brains. the big shocker of finding out she isn’t like the other girls who don’t care too much for anything but the basic hobbies, he’s in shock.

wahhh i’m writing so much but to sum it up, he falls for her, hook, line and sinker just because she fooled him for a minute and he likes the real her. sorryyyy i promise it’s coming but it’s going to be a big project. a big, big project. whoever reads this far, thank you sm and thank you nonnie for bringing your ideas!

[justagalwhowrites]

So, I know Joel is currently rotting your brain but tell me about this Javi fic you're going to do. I know it's still a few months away but I'm currently obsessing over him. I know you probably don't have the details worked out but can you give us something about it? If not that's totally ok. Lol

I'm only like halfway through season 2 but I'm determined to be completely finished before you start your fic so I won't be confused on anything like I am with some of the other fics I've been reading.

Alright, I think I'm done bombarding your ask box for today. 🤣

Hi Bestie!

UM FIRST THING'S FIRST?? Please bombard my ask box as much as you'd like, I love asks. Like they're my favorite thing, for real.

ANYWAY! I'll put the rest below the cut because, while not really spoiler-y, it might nudge into that territory and I don't want to accidentally ruin it for anyone :)

I'll preface this by saying GRAIN OF SALT. Actually, several grains of salt, I have done absolutely no story planning or mapping for this, I have some scenes I can see in my head and some vague ideas for overarching plot so all of this is so subject to change it's ridiculous.

HERE WE GOOOO

Takes place outside of the show timeline, Javi is working probably in Florida to deal with trafficking into the US. He has a suspect he has to take to the hospital and, while said suspect is being treated, he's completely stonewalled by a very stubborn but sunshine and bubbly nurse who is like "mmmm nope, don't think you can talk to my patient at he moment, he needs to rest. Come back with a warrant! 😊" and he tries to charm her and it just... does not work. She's like "Nope, sorry! 😊" until she decides her patient is stable enough to handle questioning. This drives him NUTS.

But he's done with her once the suspect is discharged, right?

LOL nope!

He keeps bumping into her and she keeps being VERY hard core on the patients rights issue and he's absolutely losing his mind and eventually is like "what is your DEAL" and she gives him a kind of impassioned speech and he's charmed as HELL. Like still frustrated and annoyed - both at her stonewalling him and her stubbornly sunny and happy disposition - but also like "If anyone fucks with her they're going to have to deal with me." And he just kinda sticks around one night after his suspect is taken away and asks her to breakfast and much to his surprise, she's like "yes please!"

He falls hard. And fast.

And then she ends up on the wrong side of some drug runners. Angst and drama ensues!

Anyway, that's the VERY LOOSE idea of the fic at the moment! The core stuff is grumpy/sunshine with some kinda sorta forced proximity vibes.

Of course, it's me, we'll be delving into big feelings and stuff, too lol I have to build out her backstory more and all kinds of things and put it all together beat by beat yet. I'm so excited for this, for real!

I have so many fics I want to write and only so many hours in the day, it's becoming a problem. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this one when I finally sit down and write it! Love you!!!!

[burntwaffle12]

20 Questions For Fanfic Writers

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

4 (2 are collabs with the amazing @monpetitchattriste )

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

54,832

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Miraculous

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

An Unhinged Team Up

Hold my hand (I want to show you off)

Sweet like wine...Maybe?

Speak now (or forever hold your peace)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why? Why not?

I respond to every comment I get. I am fairly new to posting fanfiction and I love seeing the reactions I get from the readers. Also, I write because I need to get all the crazy ideas bouncing off in my head out or else I go insane, an after accomplishing that, comments are an extra reassurance of 'yeah, this was a good idea'.

I do have to say, I still have to get a bad comment, so in the event I do get some negative feedback or just a straight up mean comment I don't know how I would react or if I would even react at all, but that all just comes with experience.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I still need to write pure angst, but I do have a lot of angsty ideas in mind that I can hopefully publish one day. So far though, the angstiest fic is An Unhinged Team Up, I would say.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably Hold my hand (I want to show you off), nothing but fluff at the end

8. Do you get hate on fics?

So far no

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Not a usual smut writer, I only have 2 but hey I guess thats 50% of my works. So far it has been more mellowed down smut but really passionate and needy

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Nope, but I do have some wild AU's in mind

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so, at least I haven't noticed so I think that's a good sign.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No

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

Yes!! my best friend @monpetitchattriste write a shiton together and even have a shared drive where we dump all our ideas, she gets me and the unhinged thoughts I spurt out daily

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Anything love square, I eat it up.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I can't start a wip until I finish the last one, so for me to not finish a WIP is very unlikely. Call it what you want but my brain won't allow me to drop something midway.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I like to thing dialogue, and plot planning. I tend to come up with really intense scenes

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Maybe deacriptions? I start off very well but the deeper I go I tend to notice I repeat words a lot so I need to go into a thesaurus to help me out. I also would like to be more detailed.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

That sounds fun, I speak 4 languages so I think it would be manageable, I would be worried about grammar in a language I'm not familiar with though, so I would ask someone for help

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Officially, Miraculous. Unofficially...Harry Styles when I was 14

20. Favourite fics you’ve written?

My first multichapter fic, An Unhinged Team Up. The plot is so fun to write out, even if a little challenging at times

Thanks for the tag! @hamsteriffic

Mmmm I'm tagging @monpetitchattriste and @miabrown007

[ahungeringknife]

365: February 3

@seventhscorpio

yeah pretty sure I just got a 3 day brain rot about the Hive. I am the worst at doing month long challenges bc more than like 3-4 prompts rarely interest me.

---

He’d never been to this part of the Throne World before. According to the runes and directions it said ‘Archives’. So a library of some sort. He’d never been to a library but he’d seen plenty.

He library was enormous at six stories tall and full of shelves that went up to the ceiling of each floor. Lining the shelves were thousands and thousands of books, scrolls, and rolls of documents. Most of the occupants were Wizards, gently floating with a book in hand or resting it on a tall lecturn. But there were Acolytes here too most of them sporting a horned carapace headpiece not unlike Wizards. Wizards to-be perhaps? Not all of them of course. Some were just Acolytes and a handful he saw had the start of their Swords at their hips.

He wandered the library unhindered looking at the towering white stacks and the delicate stained glass that looked like eyes peering in on you. But why did the Hive need books if they had the World’s Graves? He ended up standing between two stacks thinking about it for a long time. Maybe they just liked it? The interfaces he’d seen Hive use weren’t… the best and most of it was analogue. It wasn’t like Graves were rare either. They were all over. Maybe they didn’t work the same in a Throne World? That had to be it.

There were several librarian acolytes in the library who made sure no one was doing anything disruptive. One caught Gup putting a book back in the slightly wrong place and started yelling at him. It was just one book to the left what was the big deal!? He made himself scarce quickly after that, leaving the library but staying near the Archives.

He ended up finding an acolyte off by themselves furiously writing stuff down. Gup just leaned over their shoulder and saw they were writing notes directed at Savathun. Gup didn’t get why. His mom said Savathun was dead now. Or at least her body was. “Isn’t that a fool’s errand?” he asked.

The acolyte nearly fell off the low ledge they were sitting on. “What? Who are you? Don’t you know it’s rude to sneak up on people?” he demanded.

“I wasn’t sneaking, you just didn’t hear me,” Gup said brightly.

The acolyte narrowed his green eyes at him. “Why do you sound like that?”

“Like what?”

“Mmmm. What are you doing here?”

“Looking around,” Gup said in his carefree stupid way he could do. He’d learned to do it from uncle Savant and he was very good at it.

“Well do it somewhere else.”

“Why are you writing notes for Savathun?” Gup asked, undisturbed by the hostility. A lot of Hive were hostile towards you at first. “She’s… gone,” he said, feigning sadness.

“Exactly. And I’ll have everything written down for when she comes back,” they said sharply.

“But the Guardians took her. I imagine she won’t, right?”

“Pft. Immaru will find a way. Don’t you want her to come back?”

“I’ve lost enough gods, another doesn’t do much for me,” Gup said. Eric had had to talk him through that logic. He was technically part of Crota’s brood but ‘would’ have joined Oryx’s brood when he showed up. “I know Guardians are good at making our gods dead,” he tapped part of his arm where he still had some yellow chitin. He’d shed most of it in favor of more gray blue/purple that more resembled his mom’s skin. He sat next to the acolyte on the ledge now.

“You were Crota Spawn,” he said. Gup nodded. “Awful thing they did to our Prince,” he said bitterly. “I was Hidden Swarm before Savathun came.”

“What’s your name?”

“Dornuk.”

As far as names went it was nothing terribly special. Good name though. “I’m “Xolkûn, but you can call me Gup if you want. That’s what my mom always calls me,” he said cheerfully. He loved how absolutely confused what he said made other Hive.

“… Gup? But Xolkûn is such a cool name,” Dornuk said.

“My mom only calls me that when I’m in trouble.”

There was a long beat of silence. “What’s a mom?”

“Like a brood mother but she loves you,” Gup said brightly.

Dornuk stared at Gup. “You’re weird, Xolkûn,” he decided.

“Gup is better.”

“Fine. Stupid weird name for a stupid weird Acolyte,” Dornuk said.

“My mom thinks its cute,” Gup said. “So if you’re writing notes for Savathun when she comes back how do you know what to write down?”

“I’m just writing everything down,” Dornuk said.

“I bet it’d be easier if you were allowed around some big deal wizards huh?”

“Who’s to say I’m not?” Dornuk asked scornfully.

“Well you’re here and not in a meeting on how to thwart the Gaurdians,” Gup shrugged. “Or get our god back.”

Dornuk looked at him a long moment. “You talk weird. Like those Lucent,” he squinted at Gup. “You’re not one are you?”

“No. I bet my mom has some stuff you could write down for Savathun,” he said. “She knows all sorts of stuff about what’s happening in the Throne World.”

“Your ‘mom’ is some sort of Wizard or something?”

“No. She’s a Lightbearer.”

Dornuk gave Gup the most confused look. Gup didn’t talk to too many Hive so didn’t really realize he was being insanely confusing. “… Sure,” he said and got up, Gup hopped to his feet.

“We need to go somewhere open first,” Gup said and Dornuk followed Gup out of the Archives onto the promenade that ran up to the Archives.

“What’s the matter with you?” Dornuk asked after Gup found his mom’s scope glint and made a hand sign. He knew she was looking. He counted the flashes of the scope glint.

“Hmm? Nothing I’m just getting a reading from my mom. This way. She’ll meet us over here,” and he walked off. They walked a ways away from the Archives to what was now a fountain with benches. Gup plopped down. Dornuk stood.

“So what exactly is your mom?” Dornuk asked.

“A Lightbearer,” Gup said, not lying but not telling Donuk the whole truth either.

“If you were in Crota’s Brood how’d you end up here?”

“I was brought? Not like I’m a Wizard who can fly,” Gup said.

“But you don’t have the carapace colors of any swarm I’m familiar with,” Dornuk’s eyes narrowed. “Including Xivu Arath.”

“I just like these,” Gup said in his sweet stupid way that looked like it was giving Dornuk a headache. “It’s fun, you know. What’s life if you can’t have some fun?”

“There is work to be done over fun.”

“Sounds like you never have fun.”

“I do too,” Dornuk protested. “It has just… been a harrowing year.”

“After you meet my mom we should go do something fun,” Gup said brightly.

“You are a strange Acolyte, Gup,” Dornuk said with all the gravity of a funeral.

“Oh, momma,” Gup perked up and Dornuk turned when Gup pointed. Before Dornuk could yell about a Guardian Eric calmly put a gun in his face. “Mooom, don’t do that,” Gup whined.

“Who’s your friend, baby?” she asked, looking at Dornuk who was bigger than her.

“Dornuk. He’s nice,” Gup said.

“Dornuk… Let’s be friends. No yelling, okay?” she asked nicely and Gup didn’t hear the obvious threat in her voice. Dornuk nodded quickly. Eric put her gun away, slotting it into a holster on her thigh. “What’d you call me here for, baby?” she asked Gup.

“Dornuk writes stuff down for Savathun,” Gup said pointing at his new friend. “All the important stuff but he’s not allowed in meetings with the Wizards. But you know all sorts of important stuff, right?” he asked her.

There was a pause and then Eric chuckled. “Sure. I guess,” she allowed and came and sat next to him.

Dornuk stood there staring at them. “Gup, that’s a Guardian.”

“Yeah. Lightbearer, like I said,” Gup chirped.

“Why isn’t it shooting us?”

“She’s my mom. She wouldn’t shoot us don’t be silly,” Gup scoffed.

“I can understand you, you know. It’s quite rude to talk about someone like they aren’t here,” Eric said.

Dornuk looked at them both and looked torn between great interest and absolute fury and revulsion. Eventually his curiosity won out. “You’re Gup’s mom?”

“Yes.”

Gup was thrilled when Dornuk slowly came over and sat on Gup’s other side with his writing tablet. “What’s a mom?”

[hobbit-in-kuroshitsuji]

~ reaper vulnerability HC ~

I can't get this out of my head today, so I'm gonna spend some minutes writing some quick drabbles for my current two fave reapers 🙈 (and also sneakily introduce two OCs of mine I suppose!)

William

William closed the door behind him, and let out a breath. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he felt utter relief flow through him to be home. Of course, William would never in a million years allow himself to not do his work properly, nor would he let himself get distracted and let tiredness bring his performance down...

But that had been a pretty awful day, and the overtime had only made it worse.

Hearing footsteps approach from down the hall made him put on a neutral face and straighten back up. Pretending he had been doing nothing more but take his coat off and store his bag where it belonged, William turned to find Arabella walk over with a smile.

"Can't believe they gave you overtime," Arabella commented. "I missed you."

Her hand reached out to him, and William fought against the feelings this gesture brought on. There was something in the relief of being home, of the day being over, that stirred something within him from a long forgotten past, a trauma of mortality's long days...

But his brain wouldn't let the memories spring forth, so he couldn't address them nor make them go away.

He just felt... sad.

Stressed.

Tired.

And Arabella... was a light among a darkness he feared would consume him. So he knew that when he took a step forwards, reaching out his own hand to her... well... he knew he wouldn't be able to let go.

The couple had come up with this greeting themselves. William leaned down to allow her to place her fingertips on the side of his frames, whilst he did the same for her. A vulnerable position to be in for a reaper, as it was so easy for their glasses to be taken off then, leaving them blind and incapable of fighting back. To some, to those in love, it was a gesture meant to briefly show trust and allow closeness. Arabella usually leaned in to touch her forehead against his too, but that was only in private.

That day, the normal, gentle, greeting between the two was exactly what William needed... and he didn't want it to stop. It allowed him to focus on something other than his day. It allowed him... to relax.

So when she went to pull away after only a few seconds, which normally was just the right amount of closeness for William... William followed along so her forehead and fingers could not leave his form.

Surprised, considering she was doing this quickly to respect William's boundaries and issues with touch, Arabella stared at him with parted lips of confusion - then worry.

He breathed out a shaky breath, closed his eyes, and even placed his hand on her waist to bring her even closer.

"Will-"

"No..." he whispered. "Just... Stay close tonight, please."

"Always, big guy," she whispered back, heart concerned for him, but loving and trusting him enough that after he was soothed, he would tell her what was wrong... and she would do whatever it took to help him.

Ronald

Ronald watched her laugh at one of his stories. He would usually join her, share in the joy of relaxing together after one of his shifts... But this time, all he could do was admire her.

She was relaxed. Happy.

Because of him.

Calming, her body's joy drew her closer to him; closer to the source of her happiness. Arms reached out to him, and he watched as she curled up against his side. Resting her chin on his chest, she looked up at him, pupils dilated whilst she admired his features.

Mmmm.... this was what he enjoyed the most. Her clear attraction to him, her pure admiration of him... He leaned down to capture her lips, but instead she parted hers in a question: "Will you still love me? When... when I'm not young anymore. Not... not beautiful anymore."

He blinked in confusion. Had Avery not just noticed his pure admiration for her? Was she truly not aware of the fact that all he needed from her to feel in love, was her attention... her smile...

"Why are you asking me that?" Ronald captured her hand in his, intertwining their fingers and letting them rest on his chest.

"I realised you won't age... When I was younger, and I'd see you at work..." Her sentence died out, but Ronald gave her some time to find her words, squeezing her hand for comfort. "When I saw you at my mother's funeral, you looked the same. When I saw you as a child, you did too. You do not age."

Her eyes looked away from his face. "Why would you love me if I am twice your age?"

"Hun, you realize I'm probably twice your age already, right?" he chuckled.

Her frown did not disappear. So... he tried a different tactic.

He lifted her hand up to his glasses.

He pressed her fingertips against the frames of his spectacles, and closed his eyes. There was a milisecond of fear, then it all faded away into pure, blissful, trust.

"Aye... Ronald? What are you doing?" she asked. When he opened his eyes, he found her staring at him with a quirked brow.

"I told you we can't see without our glasses, right?" Ronald asked.

She nodded her head, still frowning.

He pressed her fingerstips tighter against his frames. "Well, you'd be the only mortal... the only person I'd let this close to my biggest weakness." He smiled down at her. "That's not changing just because you age a little. You're still you when you're older., darling. I'll still love you."

The words' meaning slowly registered within Avery, who hoisted herself up to sit in his lap, knees on either side of his hips. His eyes watched her behind those glasses, hands resting on her waist with no intention of letting go of her.

Avery kept her fingers on his frames whilst his hands roamed the warmth between her legs. Two individuals from different realms holding each other, and touching the other in their individually most intimate of parts... intertwining to show their honest love for each other despite such vast differences.

also, this is the moment where I got my headcanon from 🤭 the animators had no right making that so romantic, just saying

tagging @starfruit-arts because I mention I'd write this to them ❤️💜

[yomiurinikei]

tsurugi for the ask meme?

god the cws for this damn boy. uhh neglect and also i can’t see kinjomae as healthy w/what happens in the game and that’s discussed so. yeas

- My identity hc for them

gay little beast. he and kouhei had Something going on btw. anyways i also hc him as trans, it’s not one of those things i feel could actually fit into canon. but idgaf!! to me he is trans because i’m trans and so is my boyfriend (do u know him?) and every cool person is trans. tsurugi isn’t cool but i think he deserves a win once so he can have one in the form of getting to be trans!!!

- Thoughts on their home life/family

ogh. im using this bullet point as a chance to talk about stuff i’m not otherwise able to/which i don’t think i’ve shared? but like. agh…. how can anyone put into words literally anything about this little worms life. my hc for his mom is currently that she walked out when tsurugi was fairly young and isn’t interested in. any of it, so it’s just him and juu? so i think tsurugi started being left home alone Very Early, and going with his dad to work was like.. a nice treat away from being by himself for the majority of the day. which probably helped contribute to tsurugis entire identity and existence and everything revolving around his work as a police officer. aaaaaaa.

- How i feel about their canonical writing/handling

i don’t like what linuj did to him in sdra2 because amidst all the other controversies that arose with that game it really just felt lazy and like icky stereotypes. there was better ways to handle a tsurugi who had gotten worse/wasn’t doing well/etc past what happened in sdra2. i don’t like it and it doesn’t feel accurate to what should have happened if we were going to go the route of “tsurugi didn’t magically decide to go to therapy and heal”. i completely understand that people and especially fictional characters can get worse and have negative character development. but it’s the way in which tsurugi acted that felt lazy and ooc to me.

so anyways to retreat into the dark recesses of my brain. he’s so scrunkle… wet dish rag i am wringing all the water out of. i like him in dra i like the narrative role he plays i honestly think he’s v fun. i’ve waxed poetic before (not publicly i think? not about the thing i’m thinking of rn) about the tragedy of what happens to him and how u can read things as all being set up to screw boy over. but it’s just very interesting. i want to squeeze him so bad.

- The one thing i’d want to make canon about them

he and kouhei had frequent sleepovers at kouheis place. i don’t CARE if it doesn’t fit with tsurugis childhood i think kouheis parents were nice to him and cared about him. overall i just think all my thoughts on kouhei and tsurugi should be made canon. i should write a fic…

- My number one favorite ship for them

mmmm… right now it’s tsuhiko but all of the chatting about kouhei makes me wanna say tsuruhei. tbh i’m very versatile in who i ship tsurugi with i think he fits well with a lot of people (in non despair) and so long as there’s someone by his side i don’t really care who it is or if he holds hands with them or not.

- …Now everyone else i ship with them

mmm. kinji obviously, i still like teruya w/tsurugi in some aus, yamato but i’ll be honest i’m kinda weird about them. i think they’re separated. not divorced but separated. but also they’ve never dated they’re just besties. but also they have the most tender interactions. not to use this line but i think they should just have a weird very queer coded friendship where they both Know what the underlying vibe is and both choose to not broach the subject of how charged things are.

- The thing i will NEVER ship

tsurugi undeniably had feelings for yuki and while u can argue about how authentic yukis feelings were (ie were they just there to incentivize him to get closer so as to further damage tsurugi) it was definitely mutual. just again. how Real things were for yuki depends on how separate u view him from utsuro. uhhhhhhm. but just because feelings were there doesn’t mean it’d be good or healthy for them to date !. 

- a dynamic/relationship i wish was explored more (in canon, or in fandom)

on my hands and knees fucking begging u all for more kouhei. if i make a p2 of my kouhei hcs will that be enough propaganda. what do u all want from me. uhhh also if there’s one thing i miss from old sdra fandom days it’s tsurugi + kizuna worsties content.

- thoughts on their design (appearance-wise)

ah… i definitely prefer his dra color palette over his sdra2 one but that could be because something about his look in sdra2 just feels very off to me. that in mind i fucking hate his pants why are they that shade of blue linuj get off ur knees for that shade of blue. it’s too fucking bright it stands out so much. anyways i understand the uniform but i’d like to see him in like… maybe smthn professional/more formal, but not? the dress shirt and tie. 

- A music-related thought- a song that reminds me of them, or what their music taste is, etc

oh god oh fuck if i don’t find a good song this is going to be. so miserable for me and i will get cyber bullied again. uhhh. wires - the neighborhood bc lol make sure u tell him the right wire to cut tsurugi! don’t fuck it up lol! haha it can’t be that hard surely this is the same as all the other bomb diffusals right? right tsurugi? im the ceo of intentionally misinterpreting songs to fit my vision. mkay that’ll work. damn i need to listen to more music before i go do more ask memes

[betzabobababi]

Who Would You Pick?

Hi Hi! I absolutley love this story. I kinda cried while writing it. Hope you like it! <3

Warnings: Mentions of anxiety/crying/flowers/chocolate/taking a bath/being insecure.

Type: Fluff (a little bit of angst?)

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

AUTHORS POV

Not feeling like your normal self after a long day of work and then coming home and having to study you decided to do some self care. So you prepped the bathtub, lit some candles and played some relaxing music. But staying with your thoughts for a long time isn’t always the best. Especially since you had, had an an awfully tiring day. Your brain started to come up with fake scenarios. Some were pleasant, others not so much. One of those thoughts were if peter actually loved you. The rational part of your brain knew he did. But your brain was just tired and didn’t feel like being logical. So by default it started to add on to Does he really love me scenario. 

Peter’s POV

Grabbing my keys from my coat I opened the door and I immediately smelt the scent of your favorite candle burning. Oh how much I love her. I brought her some flowers and chocolate knowing she had a rough day and set them down on the table. And i found her standing in front of the mirror, hands gripping the side of the counter sink and head down, soft sniffles coming from her nose.

AUTHORS POV

“Hey hey, whats wrong?” Peter asks you clearly with that. He stands behind you and gives you a back hug and wrest his chin on your shoulder

“Oh hey, I didn't hear you get home. Im ok don't worry i just- uhm its just my anxiety getting the best of me.” You reply quickly trying to wipe away the remaining tears staining your face. With that you wriggle out out of his hug and walk out of the bathroom heading to the bed. After a few seconds peter came out of the bathroom and snuggles up besides you on the bed. 

Your thoughts and anxiety getting the best of you again you decide to ask peter what your brain kept bringing up. “Hey Pete?” you ask in a soft voice “Yes baby?” peter answers in the same soft tone you spoke in. “Lets say you are in a room with a bunch of girls…and-” 

“Do a party!” peter cut in “uhhm... I wasnt done, but all of these girls are pretty ok?” you say “okay, how pretty?” “actresses, models , singers, very very pretty, anyone you want.” you say hesitantly scared for his answer. Peter hums and put his hand on his chin pretending to think, to him he was joking. But to you it actually hurt, because what if he chose someone who wasn't you. Someone who would clearly be better than you. “Mmmm, You!” Surprised with his answer you say “Nono who would you pick? Be honest” 

“Honestly…a girl who is a model and a dancer. Who has a hot body also.” Trying to hide the obvious pain and attempting to stop the tears from starting once again you ask “who?” He says “I don't know her name but she always looks sexy…..wait wait lemme show you a picture of her.” Peter leaves your side walking into the kitchen and comes back with his phone in hand scrolling down on it. “hmmm…Aha! Here” Your boyfriend turns his phone so its facing you and you look at with with blurry eyes only to see its on selfie mode and the person he showed you was no one other than you. “But why don’t you know her name? You know….” You say now with a happier tone. “Well because I'm too busy looking at her, Y/n Y/l/n.” “Petey….I'm going to ask one more time, WHO WOULD YOU PICK!!!!” You say with a playful tone. “I’m not at the party.” 

“Y/n Y/l/n! Once again!” 

“And why me?”

“Wait wait baby, why would I be at a girls party?I don't need to go when I have you” Peter says starting to get why he found you in the bathroom crying, and why you were being so persistent on knowing who he would choose. He saw how you were proud to be his boyfriend. But he also saw the tears threatening to spill. So being the logical boyfriend he is he leaned in towards you and gave you a soft kiss which you returned with the same amount of love. Breaking the kiss he said “Y/n I love you and only you, not models, or actors, or even princesses. Because you, are my queen"

[ohmeadows]

I'd love to hear your thoughts for 12 (what inspired the dew of dying stars) and/or 14 :)

What inspired the dew of dying stars?

i know i answered this but i forgot to mention the songs that actually got me started mentally working on it, so! at the time a friend of mine had gone to an ashnikko concert and we were talking a lot about how much we loved her work, esp how weird she's been getting (positive) with the latest album, and i was feeling stagnant about how safe i was playing it in my writing. it was like putting a live wire inside my brain. i don't think i would have gone as intense into mara as body horror -> floral cannibalism without this core event, tbh.

weedkiller by ashnikko

dying star by ashnikko feat. ethel cain

Give us a sneak peek of one of your upcoming works!

i was thinking of sharing a jingliu/fu xuan fic peek but mmmm i'm still divided on if i'll ever finish it so.

this is a SFW bit from a ruanliu scene that happens in ch4/5 (i'm still moving it around, not quite happy with where it is rn) where ruan mei has sex with mara-struck jingliu :') don't worry she's on a leash and muzzled! it's fine!

“Even like this, I could freeze your heart, fill your bloodstream with icicles, frost over your tongue.” The ice grows, spreading, reaching over to Jingliu and up along a sweat bead’s evaporating path, past the flat of her stomach and over her chest, all the way up to her throat. And with a flex of her fingers, it collapses into snow, falling down and melting on her skin. “Do you understand? I hold your life in my hand. Fall as far as you want.” She flicks a snowflake off her arm. “I’d never hesitate to kill you if I had to.”

[scarletwix]

omg hi its the anon who sent the jasico superhero au that was bouncin round my cranium u posted a response to back in like april if u recall i only just realised i never actually sent anything back but i was reading through my old reblogs and wanted to say the stuff u wrote fucks, like its so neat.

i love the groundworks for the worldbuilding stuff u have set up, mentioning unions and insurance stuff its so cool, and the way u gave nico like a kind of lois lane-ish journalist/possibly blogger idk vibe was stellar.

u mentioned debating whether nico would have powers, and id never considered it but immediately my brain went 'what if he doesnt at first, but gets them later on, has to deal with the implications of that on his life and such, and is just confronted with the truth of jason's secret identity, possibly without jason even knowing' idk u don't have to use that if u do wanna write more with it i just figured id share bc it just instantly popped up nagging my thoughts.

anyway yah it was super awesome to see the little idea that rolled around my mind half formed harassing me turned into something so brilliant!!!

(also ty for posting nimona stuff all over my dash ive wanted to watch it and u let me know that it actually came out lol)

OMG NONNY HI HOW DID I MISS THIS

WELCOME BACK TO THE CIRCUS this au has not left my mind literally every time I hear "Last of the Real Ones" by FoB my brain screeches away from whatever I'm writing and straight into jasico superhero au

I'm so glad you enjoyed it!! That makes me so happy to hear :D as for the worldbuilding I was blatantly inspired by the book Hench by Natalie Zina Walschots, but I took it in a different direction. The idea of Superhero unions fascinates me, and looking at a world and going "how would people react if this became a normal thing" is something I find really fun when doing worldbuilding.

And yay! I struggled a bit trying to decide what Nico was doing and decided Journalism Major fit his vibes enough that I wanted to run with it!! I hadn't even considered the Lois angle but aslksdflfk that's so fun. Too bad his superman made a terrible impression ey?

also that is a DELIGHTFUL idea. I love having to explore the repercussions of suddenly being at the same caliber of power as the heroes he writes about, trying to decide whether or not he's going to DO anything about this information... Mmmm I love that.

I had given it a lot of thought and my main sticking point was "do I want Bianca to also be alive in this au" because my initial thought was that a lot of Nico's trepidation towards heroes comes from the fact that Bianca was one and was either injured too badly in the line of duty to continue heroing, or was killed outright. I thought it would be interesting to see Nico grappling with that aspect of his sister who he looked up to, and what that profession eventually cost her, especially if she was just too injured to keep going, which would leave room for Nico's initial hero worship of Tonitro while also giving him the skepticism of "this is an inherently unfair system." In the end it didn't matter much to the snippet itself, but if/when I go back and write more (I'll be honest it's not even an if or a when because it's just so much fun for me that I have written a few more little snippets here and there of the au, just nothing polished enough to publish lol).

In any case, I was thinking about Nico having powers at the time of the Tonitro & Waterspout teamup in the ficlet and that he could/would use them to try and find Jason and potentially even help with the evacuation effort. I've got half of a scene written in my head that I now think would work really well as an accidental-identity-reveal that Jason doesn't even realize has happened. That is such a fun concept nonny, tyty

Your idea super inspired me, and I have to thank you so much for sending it over!! I'm so glad that you enjoyed it as much as I do :D

(ALSO LOL I HOPE YOU GOT TO WATCH NIMONA what a good movie. So proud of Nate tbh like what a journey he's been on. I remember reading the webcomic on the Nimona website back in the day and it's wild to see how far he's come.)

[atherix]

Be prepared for the most u filtered brain vomit because i havent discussed anything with anyone

Im bashing my head into a brick wall

I POST MIDNIGHT SUMMERS ART AND NOT AN HOUR LATER MIDNIGHT UPDATES

AND THERES FAW LORE IN IT TO, IM GOING TO PLUNGE MY HEAD INTO A RAGING RIVER GOD DAMMIT

Ahem im totally normal about them

Blondie is there, traumatizes cub and just dips wuthout saying anything. I cant decide if i should be happy or upset she didnt say anything, she just left without being weird and creepy with cub

Like sir you come across another fae and ypu just leave, no banter what so ever, you just up and dissapear

FALSE YES PLEASE, i know nothing about false, but the bat and the bombs and i feel like there was some false lore i didnt pick up on because i know shit about her and her character

Cub knowing how shadows work and how territorial clamming works better than mumbo is the funniest shit tonme and i love it

Also cub immediatly knowing something was up and then mumbo being all of us explaining how gods arent fucking immortal and hes been one fprm3GOD DAMN DAYS WHERE HIS FATHER WAS ONE FOR FUCKING YEARS GOD DAMMIT. Sorry im very passionate with this concept

And cub just knowing to leave because shits gonna go down and he doesnt want to be there for either them arguing and being pissy with eachother for the rest of the night. Or them bickering and then just end up making out or some shit, idk man seems like something theyd do

FAE KING, LIKE HOW HALF A PERSOB CAN GO FOR DAYS ABOUT MUMBOS DEAD KIDS ILL GO FUCKING MONTHS TALKING BOUT THIS DUDE, hensees cub as another son because he was like a son to him . Cub was there when scar left and so cub was probably the most he had left of scar and so he keeps him around

FAE COURTS

ATHERIX I FEEL LIKE YOUR TRYING TONKILL ME WITH THIS DEAR GOD

alright ima stop and go collect thoughts with the children, loved the update have a splended night. You amazing person, and getmsome sleep and water

Hehehe this is DELIGHTFUL

HAHAHAHA SEE ME RUB MY HANDS TOGETHER AND CACKLE EVILLY

I love Fae lore hehehehehe <3 More Fae lore coming up, too 👀

I'm not normal about them and I am not gonna hide it <3

Makes you wonder what she's thinking huh 👀 She just dips without taking advantage of Cub and Mumbo being weak......... hmhmhm mmmm

I LOVE FALSE. 10 outta 10 could kick my ass and nigh on unkillable and I love her 😌 Hehehe women hitting bombs around with baseball bats, my weakness

Look, my mans Mumbo here barely knew he could control his shadows beyond shadow walking places and it took him a good 100k words to realize he had a Coven and was now a Vampire Lord, give him a break <3 (it's everything to me, too LMAO. Cub, who just happens to be related to the Death Pantheon just because Death favors the Illagers the Vex are contracted with, knowing more about the Vampire's magic than the Vampire himself hgfkk)

YESSSSSSS Mumbo immediately realizing HEY GRIAN THERE IS A FLAW WITH YOUR LOGIC hjkfdjksjk look, I am so glad because I am too. Just because you became a god, sir, does not make you a walking deus ex machina 😔

Cub like ✌ "im out" bc he don't want no part of that LMAO

HJGDJHGDKJFJK I LOVE THE FAE KING SO MUCH just ask Belle I have gone on entire tangents about him <3 Also thank Belle because they managed to threaten talk me out of a certain plotline LMAO Yesss Cub is like another son to him. Bonus son as it were. And you're right, Cub was there when Scar was not 😔

YEAH COURTS. Which I feel like I still haven't fully explained but that's neither here nor there 😌

HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE

Thank you so much <3 your words are much appreciated :D I had fun writing it <3 I did sleep and I have plenty of water thanku <3

[fee-phy-fo-fum]

“This is Memory Replicated Android, the Eleventh. The other roboticists have taken to calling it MAR11 for short.”

“Mari,” she echoes. “She… She looks just like... Himari...”

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So I've watched a few M3GAN things last night (may or may not be minorly absorbed in it right now, I can't wait for it to come out) and then I was just thinking about OMORI because yknow. OMORI has consumed my mind and my every waking hour. So... M3GAN au!

I wanted to like. Write it out as a story but I'm. Not up to it right now. So these are just. Thoughts on the whole thing plus colour coding because I love colours, they make my brain go "mmmm shinyyy"

Also Sunny is yellow not black because I love colour theory and opposing colours as a juxtaposition of who these characters represe-

(And also bc I worked on dark mode and literally could not see black)

Let's go!

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Suzuki Himari (aka Mari) passes away due to an illness. Her father is a roboticist and her mother is a lawyer and they divorced after Mari's death. Their son, Tsuneyuki (Sunny), lives with their mother in Faraway Town.

Due to the kids' (the whole gang, really) young ages (8 and 11), their parents explain Mari's disappearance as... Boarding school. Hero has his suspicions, Sunny grows more withdrawn without his Nee-chan, and everyone misses Mari.

A year or two after Mari's death, the father brings the mother to his workplace to show off MAR11, who has Mari's memories uploaded to it. (Why does he have Mari's memories? He took her to his workplace once - there was a whole argument with her mother over it that also played a part in the divorce.) The mother brings her home.

Sunny is positively delighted by the reappearance of his Nee-chan and immediately drags her out to meet their friends. Without letting his mom tell him about. Stuff. And then it's never the right time to talk about the stuff.

So! MAR11 is an android, yeah? Her instructions are really just... to the extent of "Embody Mari and fulfill her wishes". There's just... one issue. Mari was like. 11. When she passed.

Now, I don't know about you but when I was 11, I would stare at people and wish they would explode.

MAR11 is also not really equipped to handle and process any emotions that Mari had. She just has the memories and a logic-based decision-making system. ("Would Mari do this? How would she go about doing this? Will this impact their views of Mari? Will this make them unhappy?")

Mari just... really wanted to make her friends happy. And so MAR11's mission starts off with that! Sunny drags MAR11 to reunite with all their friends! Everything goes great! Yes, sure MAR11 is a little different from Mari, but it's been two years. Surely she's grown up!

(Little note on the gang's reaction to MAR11: Their ideas of Mari have been warped slightly by time, distance and longing. "Distance makes the heart grow fonder" and all that. They have a bit of an idealised and romanticised view of her - maybe not to the extent of canon not quite, but definitely something. MAR11 makes it worse, because she's an android and is capable of doing things literally perfectly. Cue the gang (mostly the younger ones) trying to live up to even more impossible standards.)

Once the euphoria wears off, Hero starts noticing... things. Things about how MAR11 is acting. So he starts asking the adults questions. The adults (probably only Sunny's mom) are cagey af. (The rest are just very confused?) He asks Sunny. Sunny is blinded by having "Mari" back. He asks MAR11 instead. MAR11 gaslights, gatekeeps and girlbosses because ignorance is bliss.

Whether or not the gatekeeping is a success (I can't decide), the escalation of MAR11's behaviours and actions starts slowly.

Maybe someone picks on... one of the younger kids. MAR11 steps in, like a big sister would. Normal kind of stepping in.

("Thank you, Mari!" Aubrey sniffs, even as a smile takes over her face and she throws her arms around MAR11's waist.

MAR11 smiles, carding her fingers through Aubrey's hair. "Don't worry! Big sister Mari will always take care of you. All it costs is your love!")

That's just how it starts, of course.

Maybe the bullies are relentless. Maybe even after they stop, strange things happen to them. Maybe they, strangely enough, insist on moving away from this place they've lived all their lives. Maybe they can't speak of what happened.

Maybe they can. Maybe they report it. Maybe they try to. Maybe they never succeed.

If the gaslighting works, Hero is dragged along by MAR11 on this unfortunate ride - a blinded accomplice. No one believes that Mari would do... any of the heinous crimes she actually does, and they're even less willing to believe Hero would.

("You're joking, right? ... ... ...Puh-lease, Hero's... He's Hero, y'know? That's just crazy!"

"... No."

"Mari...? And Hero...? That... That wouldn't make sense..."

"Hmph! You don't even know them well enough to be talking about them like that!")

If the gaslighting fails, Hero tries to talk MAR11 down from what she's doing, under the impression that she's actually Mari because the poor guy just doesn't have the full story. Emphasis on that he tries.

("Did I do something to upset you?" <- aesthetically placed bloodstain

"Mari, please... You don't have to do this. This isn't like you!"

"Silly Hero." That mildly creepy cheek caress that people do. "I'm just making sure that no one can ever harm our little siblings ever again."

"Mari..."

"I don't want to hurt you. But if you keep getting in my way... I'm afraid I may not have a choice.")

...

...How it ends? ...Ask me tomorrow if you're really interested, I've exhausted my brain juice.

[here2bbtstrash]

oo there are a lot of interesting questions! i want to put a lot here but answer whichever you want! sorry lol. 3, 5, 10, 17, 18, 19, 25, 26, 32. 10 is so interesting bc i have definitely felt it with some especially yandere fics.

eeeee i will do the ones i didn't just answer for moni 🤭

3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?

this hasn't always been the case but lately my "ritual" for writing specifically smut is: on my phone, in bed, while nearly asleep. then i wake up the next morning and scroll back through it like 😳😳😳 good god lmfao. i think maybe the censors in my brain just kinda turn off bc i'm so close to sleeping???? idk but it's given good results imo 🫡

5. Do you have any writing superstitions? What are they and why are they 100% true?

mmmm i swear by long walks when i find myself stuck on a scene. i'll put in music that fits the vibe and just let my brain rapid cycle through stuff until we find a solution that works! this has led to me writing on my phone while walking and almost getting hit by a car once or twice so uh.... try at your own risk lmao 😵‍💫

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

ahhh welp 🥲 slightly sad times, here we go~

“My ex and I struggled a lot with…” “Sex. With me wanting it, with us having enough of it. I think it gave me a complex. I could be physically, you know, ready, but then as soon as she’d touch me I’d get in my head about everything and freak out and immediately want to stop.” “And then, I don’t know, I guess she was just trying to share her side, but… she would make me feel so bad about it sometimes. Because I was genuinely trying so hard but it was like I was never good enough.” “It felt like she didn’t want me anymore, not if there wasn’t sex. So I left.”

these clipped bits of jimin's dialogue from the shape of your body are entirely autobiographical 😬 so uh.... yikes!!! (but honestly, writing that story was very cathartic for me, and was basically a love letter to myself from a year ago that yes, there are people out there who won't rush you or guilt you about sex and desire, and can be understanding, and if the person you're with is not those things then maybe consider..... FINDING A DIFFERENT ONE..... ugh)

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

ahhhh i've always been drawn to writing since i was literally a child 🥰 i loved reading and so writing just happened as an extension of that. it's all i've ever really wanted to do! i started writing fanfic when i was like... 18-19? and then i took a break for damn near close to a decade lmao. this blog has been my triumphant return to the fanfic world~ but i've written bits and pieces of things in between, and i have a few novel ideas that i'd like to maybe write.... someday...... who knows! right now i'm just having fun with this little side hobby 💜

26. How do you get into your character’s head? How do you get out? Do you ever regret going in there in the first place?

lol, speaking of side hobbies: i've done acting in my spare time for a good..... 15? years now, so i approach written characters the same way i would an acting role. as in, i try to understand what pieces of their personality feel "honest" or resonate with who i am as a person, and i use that as my "way in" to understanding how they tick and why they do what they do. and i do feel like all those character pieces live on inside me even after i'm done writing (or acting) them. so it's less trying to become someone else, and more like trying to understand how a character is similar to me or how i could relate to their perspective, even when it's wildly different from my own. if that..... makes sense dflgkjdfg I FEEL PRETENTIOUS I'LL BE QUIET NOW

weird questions for writers ask game!!