#mostly gauging interest

[bunnieswithknives]

So, was that tag mentioning "fairy deer lycanthropy" /j or /srs ?

[dreamsy990]

hi i wanted to draw my own au so have a snippet of scene i rewrote like 12 times and will likely rewrite again

[godstrayed]

My last starter call got a lot of love but quickly became unmanageable and stressful for me. So this time around I am changing it up some. Give this a lil ♡ if you want me to come into your tags to take one of your open starters or send you a meme with the intention of it acting as a starter. I’m always looking for more interactions & writing partners! However, I may approach you if I need clarification or further plotting for anything! If you have a muse preference let me know.

[profanepurity]

You still working on that Crossover AU? The Cult of Malhare or whatever?

The one where Mike and Sophie were "very good friends"?

Unfortunately, I don't think I'll be returning to that AU. It's been quite a long time since I've thought about it, and I wouldn't really know where to take the plot. Some people were also a little put off by Mike and Sophie together (I thought of the pairing before I found out that Sophie was in a relationship with Jenny). I occasionally get this question in my ask box, so I thought I would address it finally. That being said, I have been thinking about doing some fnaf fanart (not an au this time)... It would be different from the stuff I used to do, but it would still focus on a lot of the same characters. Is that something you guys would like to see? I know I go back and forth a lot between different fandoms and original content on here. Fnaf would by no means take over this blog. It would just be another thing I add back into the wheelhouse.

[tj-dragonblade]

I have exactly ten active wips, so:

All are Dreamling except the one Immortal Throuple as noted. Details on each under the cut, from oldest to newest:

working title 'The Clothing One' Rated E. My stab at the classic Dreamling trope 'Dream has issues with nudity after 100 years in the fishbowl'. Hob is, of course, more than willing to work with him. Sex with clothes still on can be a very good thing, after all. Also draws on comic!Dream's penchant for slutty robes. Currently 600 words of drafted bits; still more Idea than Fic.

working title 'Impromptu Fishbowl Therapy' Rated E; pre-relationship, get-together. Hob has A Lot of Unprocessed Emotions when Dream finally shares his fishbowl trauma; when he has a dream about it, Dream visits it. They do a lot of emotional processing together and eventually re-enact an Extremely Cathartic rescue. Currently some scribbled notes and 500-ish words of drafted bits.

Title: Bleed for Me Rated E. The Victorian AU. Close longtime friends Hob and Morpheus are serving together in the army. But whichever disastrous high-cost war they're in is taking its toll on Morpheus especially; Hob finds him drinking alone in their tent one night, spiraling in depression and despair. In the course of talking him through it confessions are made and the night is spent taking comfort in one another to stop thinking about The Horrors for a little while. Currently 1100-ish words of notes and bits and pieces; needs a little research and some motivation to get going again.

Title: Ambrosia Rated E; for the Smut March/April promps 'chest hair', 'weakness', 'scent', 'teasing' and 'hair pulling'. PWP. This is all about Hob's body hair and Dream's human kink. Currently at about 3K and maybe two-thirds done; needs some stitching together through the middle and then a proper wrap-up and conclusion.

working title 'The Conference AU' Rated E; from the Smut April prompts 'bed sharing' and '"Then do it already."' Academic colleagues Hob and Dream end up sharing a room and most of their time together at a conference. Naturally sparks flare. Currently about 3100 words (maybe half to two-thirds done) and stalled partway through the sex; needs to finish the sex and the 'plot' follow up and conclusion.

working title 'The Multiple Hob Fic' Rated E; from the Smut April prompt 'Double Penetration'. PWP-ish. Hob creates a double during sex in the Dreaming and they cycle through all of Hob's centennial looks. Vulvas will make appearances for both of them. There is emotional reminiscence along with the sex. Currently an idea with minimal notes and less than 300 words written of conversation.

working title 'Treasure' Rated E; for the Smut April prompts 'jewelry', 'makeup', 'panties' and 'finger fucking'. PWP. Dream dolls himself up in makeup and jewelry and lingerie and Hob takes him apart with his fingers (and his mouth and his cock). Currently maybe one-third to one-quarter written at 2100 words, and a bunch of notes on the rest

Title: Canvas Rated E; for the Smut June prompt 'moonlight' and inspired by server talk about long-haired Dream. PWP-ish. Dream paints with impossible things on Hob's body in the Dreaming, using his hair as the paintbrush. Meant to be soft and sensual more than spicy. Currently maybe one-third to half done, 600-ish words that derailed into the mildest of informal restraint ('bondage' is way too strong a word for it) and floundering at 'where was I going with this?' because I got distracted with other wips.

working title 'The Immortal Throuple Attempt' Rated E; for the Smut June prompt 'paper'. Slightly cracky PWP-ish. Hob is stuck on an almost-finished article as the deadline approaches; Calliope offers Premium Inspiration as a relationship perk. Dream's just there to take dictation, at least until the article's done. Currently a little over 800 words, maybe half-done-ish, suffering from my insecurity in writing Calliope.

working title 'The Mer-Hob Fic' Rated G; from the Dreamling Week prompt 'ocean'. A short scene of a meeting between Dream and his nameless mer-friend that is ultimately an excuse to play with aquatic courtship displays. Roughly 750 words, maybe one-quarter to one-third complete, plus notes outlining the rest and a sequel/second-chapter scene in mind.

[im-still-a-robot]

Hello minecraft playing friends, mutuals and awkward acquaintances. How do we feel about a multiplayer creative mc server?

[antihcroes]

im just putting this in a post - because i keep not knowing how to word it in tags, but … ngl i am kind of indeed a bit anxious about following people first on @lessycusee because it’s like - such a niche blog & i just don’t know who’s actually going to wanna follow & such

so … if you’re down to follow back/etc maybe interact with this post or give me a follow over there?

[lycankeyy]

I'm progressing in my hg playthrough a bit rn but I want to work on a fic sometime soon

[rinjikurona]

hm. trying something

[astraveil]

debating posting some snippets of my ffxiv writing here...i'm a little nervous to though lol

it's nothing nsfw (I'm not the most confident in my ability to write scenes like that yet), but I'd like to see what people think regardless.

[tbgkaru]

I'm struggling with reach on my art.

This makes me quite pathetic, but I've been feeling quite underappreciated in regards to my art (low notes, whoo.), even when i'm trying to network and keep up with multiple social medias and fandoms. Feel like I have so much to give but no one who listens. So if you guys care by retweeting, it'd mean the whole world to me. I've recently got into Hades! I have SFW(1,2) and NSFW art (1,2)

I stream it as well with my Vtube that changes artstyle based on the game I play! :D (default is modernized Czech traditional folk costume)

I do physical merch! Currently working on danmei scrapbook zine that holds 300+ pages of art and place to store your stickers

but I also do other art zines and fandom merch, like these!

I am part of many fandoms, like one piece

warframe (with official work done for the game as well)

overwatch, apex-

final fantasy 14-

various muses-

but mostly, currently, danmei (1,2,3), where I do art, character re-designs, COMICS, lot of comics, but even am trying my hand at writing.

I have tons of art and it's hard to gauge what could catch someone's interest, so if any of this DID catch your interest, please consider supporting me on patreon (general: 1, danmei: 2) or by retweeting this post (or any of the attached links)♥ Lot of creative stuff feels kind of hopeless right now, big saturation ;v;

[livwritesstuff]

for @steddie-week day 6 | drunken confessions

tags: alcohol, drunk steve, sober eddie, post-canon, vague references to period-typical homophobia

By all calculations, Steve shouldn’t be this drunk.

Eddie knows Steve only had three beers – one during Corroded Coffin’s set, and he was halfway through a second when Eddie finally caught up with him after the show, and he started on his third while they were hanging out at the bar.

(Exactly why Eddie knows this is entirely irrelevant, and it has nothing to do with how he'd had one eye on Steve throughout the entire performance trying to gauge how much he might be into it. Definitely not).

Eddie had seen Steve “Keg King” Harrington in the flesh enough times to feel pretty confident that he holds his alcohol better than this but…fuck, if Steve isn’t absolutely sloshed, eyes glassy, cheeks flushed red, and he doesn't seem to have any idea how precariously he's swaying in his bar-stool.

It's fine. Steve's a pretty quiet drunk on the whole, and Eddie gets sorta wired after shows – extra adrenaline or something – so Steve is mostly just listening to him ramble about whatever happens to cross his brain, which isn't a bad way to spend an evening, all things considered.

Midway through an entirely one-sided debate over the merits of starting guitar lessons on electric versus acoustic, Steve reaches over and pushes a curl of hair falling into his eye-line off his forehead with just the tips of his fingers.

Eddie trails off, losing track of his sentence entirely as his eyes dart back and forth between Steve’s face and the hand still hovering by his forehead. He blinks a few times, his parted lips just as forgotten as the end of his sentence.

Eddie knows there’s a kind of question in his eyes when they finally hold firm on Steve’s.

Eventually, after a few beats of silence, Steve supplies, “I like your hair.”

“Uh-huh.” Eddie lifts his chin, still looking at Steve like he doesn’t know what to make of him.

“I like you,” Steve continues, and Eddie feels himself freeze for a moment, a nervous kind of shock running down his spine because, fuck, he's big enough to admit he's fantasized about hearing those words come out of Steve's mouth more than once (way more than once), but his voice was also abnormally loud, and while it’s definitely an interesting little tidbit on Steve’s part, he really doesn’t need the rest of the goddamn Hideout knowing it too. 

“I mean,” Steve continued, “Seriously, I’m, like, super into–”

“Alright,” Eddie cuts him off as he grabs the back of Steve’s jacket, yanking him off the stool and dragging him down the hall, past the bathrooms, and out the back door into the gloomy alleyway. 

“Jesus Christ, Steve!" Eddie exclaims once the door firmly closes behind them, "You can’t just – fuck, man, you’re gonna get us killed!”

“No,” Steve argues, and Eddie’s eyebrows fly up.

“Oh, okay, never mind I guess,” he shot back, “Sure, let’s go back in there, maybe make out on the bar for a while. What could possibly go wrong?”

"Okay," Steve replies simply, reaching forward to clumsily hook fingers around Eddie's belt loops, "You wanna?"

“Uh, no,” Eddie replied, and he regretted it immediately when he saw the look on Steve’s face. He shook his head, desperately trying to course-correct, “I dunno what kind of boys you’ve been kissing, but I certainly don’t take advantage of guys when they’re too drunk to remember anything the next morning.”

"Not kissing any other boys," Steve slurs, "Just waiting for you." He blinks at him for a moment, then says, "Do you...I sorta thought you might..."

Eddie swallowed nervously, because despite his earlier comment, he doesn't actually think Steve is so drunk that he won't remember any of this tomorrow, which means he's gonna remember this: "Yeah, I like you, Steve. Jesus Christ, I like you loads."

And Steve's mouth split into the biggest, dopiest grin Eddie's ever seen, and, fuck, yeah, he wants to kiss him. He really wants to kiss him.

"Tomorrow morning too?" Steve asks hopefully.

Eddie can't help a little laugh as he nods, "Definitely tomorrow morning too. Probably time to head out, though, for now."

"Okay," Steve nods, and so Eddie untangles Steve's hand from his belt loop, clasping it firmly in his own when he's done (because he can do that, he thinks). As they head for Eddie's van, Steve adds, "Y'know, I bet if you rolled all the windows down I'd sober up on the way back."

"Sure you will, sweetheart."

[phoenixyfriend]

I have another AU. Whoo!

Saw a youtube thumbnail that caused some free association...

And imagined an odd little Setting where a bored Padme orders a like… LMD-style droid that looks and acts mostly human, because she's lonely and wants to pretend she has a boyfriend, and then the box arrives and she puts the 'droid' together like it's an IKEA bookshelf, and it wakes up and introduces itself as "Anakin Skywalker."

And so Padme starts living out this idyllic fantasy with a live-in househusband that's mostly like a butler that she can cuddle at night. Maybe sex happens maybe not. Doesn't matter. Mostly just Padme indulging in some relaxing fantasy time.

And then he gets a virus and goes Vader mode, and she has to fight for her life against her robot boyfriend.

(Padme has a date with this dashing young captain in the army who made a comment about how he's a bit uncomfortable with the droid boyfriend he saw in a linen closet.)

Little bit of "Megan," little bit of like… idk Disney's "Smart House" or any other movie where the robot starts thinking it's human, gets yandere about the love interest, and decides to do murder about it.

@atagotiak said: Maybe the virus or glitch or whatever isn't obvious immediately, just when she starts to maybe be interested in a human…

So yeah, the virus isn't super noticeable at first, buuuut then Rex shows up and. Well.

As @jebiknights put it:

Captain Rex being weird about the robot boyfriend is great Yes he's pretty but why is he here why is he in your closet just why

She was LONELY and she DOESN'T TRUST MEN because they keep trying to STEAL STATE SECRETS FROM HER DATAPADS, okay?

Her last real relationship was with Clovis, who was getting bribed to steal information on legislation she was drafting for tech safety stuff.

"My last boyfriend was slicing into my private servers to violate republic security and I was paranoid about that so I got a robot boyfriend." "Couldn't he slice in even more easily?" "I mean probably, but he can't really be bribed and I had a friend go through his code to make sure he didn't have any external loyalties, so he wouldn't."

The friend was R2-D2, which is great, buuuuuut Anakin not having any outside loyalties doesn't prevent his firewalls from getting fucked up.

jebiknights:

Omg r2d2 and Anakin mega best friends in this Artoo LOVES harassing high strung droids

I think somehow she and Rex manage to neutralize Anakin without 'killing' him and he? ends up in the care of Obi-Wan? I don't know why or how or what's going on but Anakin ends up latching on to Obi-Wan like a dog to the owner that's the most generous with the treats.

It could end with murdering the evil bot, but I think it's funny for him to just end up Obi-Wan's problem. Like always.

Padme: This droid is uh. Well he's designed to be a boyfriend? To deal with being lonely? Please don't judge me. Obi-Wan: I don't, uh. I don't need a boyfriend. I just need to figure out what happened in the code to cause this so we can let the manufacturer know. Padme, embarrassed: Listen, you can probably just leave him shut down in a corner or something, I'm just worried that trying to deactivate him entirely could reactivate the murder mode? Anyway, mostly he just wants… you know… to sleep in my bed and make dinner and stuff. So you can probably keep him happy while you investigate the issue by just letting him cook for you or something. Obi-Wan: I don't know that I'm comfortable with letting a designed-for-romance droid sleep in my bed with me. Anakin, gauging Obi-Wan's face for his age: I do not need to be a boyfriend. Obi-Wan, unnerved and relieved: Oh, good. Anakin: I will be your son. Obi-Wan: What.

Anakin is making himself Obi-Wan's problem. Padme is mortified. Rex is just icing his shoulder.

@firebirdeternal offered:

I like the idea that Anakin isn't any less evil he's just in charge of like. A single holo-display with no internet access. The worst he can do is be emo in Obi-wan's living room when he's trying to read. "First step in solving the problem of evil sapient technology: Don't hook them up to anything with a connection or a motor. Second step: Don't let them on your Spotify account or they will ruin your recommendations for months."