#my fellow creators are awesome

[tyrantchimera]

Something I've noticed about being in a small, 'dead' fandom... when you're a content creator, it's like the whole remaining fandom *reacts* when you do anything. I'm in a small but dedicated group of authors for a small fandom. If one of us posts after a dry spell, the rest of us perk up. The fans react. Other creators (like myself) are inspired to make their own stuff.

For a small while, we aren't just small-time creators. It's like we're the franchise itself! Everyone knows when we post stuff. Our content is THE content.

Wow. What a feeling.

[ockissweek]

♥ Welcome to #ockiss24 ♥

The time has come again, fellow creators! Grab your tools of choice and prepare!

♥ #ockiss24 CALENDAR

from FEBRUARY 12th, 2024 to FEBRUARY 18th, 2024

♥ #ockiss24 MINI FAQ

What is OCkiss? It’s a week long event in which artists, writers and other creators produce content about OCs kissing.

Who can participate in OCkiss? Do you have an OC? Do you want to participate in OCkiss? Congrats, you’re in! Create something and upload it during the event with the tag #ockiss24

My OC doesn’t have a significant other, can I still participate? Of course! OCkiss is not restricted to romantic kisses - they can be friendly, they can be familiar, they can just be kissing their pet!

Can I use other people’s OCs? If they have stated that their OCs are up for grabs for this event, of course! If you’re not sure, please, please always ask the OC’s owner first.

I’m a bit lost and don’t know what to create! You can ask other people for prompts, make your own, or follow the official #ockiss24 prompt list (to be released soon!).

If you have more questions, please refer to the main FAQ!

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Remember to tag your OCkiss creations with the #ockiss24 tag! I aim to reblog everybody who participates and I will set up a queue to that effect. Reblog culture has gone down on Tumblr, and I want to change that and promote creators to the best of my ability - it would be awesome if you joined me on this! If you don’t want your work to be reblogged here, please say so in the tags!

*I don’t own OCkiss in any shape or form, and everybody is free to launch their own OCkiss event whenever they want! I’m just aiming to have a more organized place for it, as I have been organizing this event for the last years on my artblog.

[tobiizuweek]

Prompts & Rules 2025

Hello, dear fellow fans of TobiIzu <3 The event goes into the fourth round! Better late than never, ahem. Here are now the prompts and rules for the event in 2025. If any questions occure, please don’t hesitate to contact me!

The event runs from 24 February to 2 March. You can submit your work on ao3 to the TobiIzuWeek2025 collection, if you like. The Hashtag for the event is #TobiIzuWeek2025

The main prompt list

Day 1: late to the party / opposites attract Day 2: combined jutsu / accidential kisses Day 3: any AU / any swap (generation, body, role ect.) / Crossovers Day 4: Take me back to the night we met / seven deadly sins Day 5: experimentation / elaborate ruse Day 6: religious obligation / secret deal Day 7: for Konoha / Betrayal

Suggested AUs: Soulmates, Mythology, Royalty, Role reversal, fantasy or fairytale au, Switched AU, Mermaid/Siren AU, Matchmaking AU, modern au

alternative prompts & rules under the cut

Alternative prompts

If I died, we'd be together

My Chemical Romance - Ghost of You

You’ve been living a dream for long enough! Welcome to your nightmare!

Xiran Jay Zhao - Iron Widow

No hero dies alone for he carries with him the dreams of everyone who continues to live.

Brandon Sanderson – Wind and Truth

Rules

Mod is @elenyafinwe​

The event takes place from 24 February to 2 March.

You can participate in any form you like. Write Fanfics, draw something awesome, post headcanons, make edits. Whatever you like. Your work doesn’t have to be in English, I trust you to follow the rules ^^

Only new works please. If you have a yet unpublished WIP, that’s fine tho!  

Any work generated by any form of AI (ChatGBT, AI "art" and the like) is strikly forbidden.

Post your work wherever you want, but if you want it to be featured here, please make a Tumblr post with the work and/or the link to your work, tag this blog and use the hashtag for the event #TobiIzuWeek2025.

You can, of course, use the hashtag on other social media, too, but keep in mind, that I’m only on Bluesky and will only check it there as well (and retweet it with my priv acc, you can tag me there as @/Elenyafinwe.bsky.social).

In the post put in all the necessary tags that apply to your work and add warnings accordingly. Please also add the prompt you choose.

NSFW is allowed (just don’t post it fully on Tumblr), as well as any Dead Dove. Just tag it properly. Generally speaking: Any content is allowed that’s also allowed on ao3. It simply has to be tagged. However, any form of harrasment of other content creators over their content for the event is not allowed and will be banned from the event.

The main focus of your work has to be on Izuna and Tobirama. Other pairings are of course allowed.

You can do all prompts, some prompts or no prompts at all … or even more than one prompt per day, if you can manage that. If you don’t like the main prompt list, you can use the alternative prompts and/or mix both lists together. Whatever you like.

You can interpret the prompts as freely as you wish.

The main event takes place in the above mentioned week. But let’s be honest: If you find this blog after this and want to add something to the party feel free to do so! Late submissions will be accepted any time after the official end. However, I will not check the Hashtag forever, so better tag this blog.

No pressure, just have fun.

@faneventshub @fandomweeks @narutoevents

[bylerfanfics]

haiiii i posted a byler fic two weeks ago it’s called blooming rain :) i’d appreciate a shoutoutttt here is the link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65126230

Heyyy fellow byler authors and readers!

I just read this incredibly sweet byler fic by @zombiewheeler on Tumblr!! 💙💛

It'd be awesome if you checked it out!

Blooming Rain - Byler (1199 words) by zombiewheeler Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Will Byers & Mike Wheeler Characters: Will Byers, Mike Wheeler Additional Tags: Fix-It, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mike Wheeler Loves Will Byers, Will Byers Loves Mike Wheeler, Mike Wheeler is Bad at Feelings, Will Byers Needs a Hug, Stranger Things 3, it's not my fault you don't like girls

Summary:

Will destroys Castle Byers after a hurtful argument in Mike's garage. Mike finds him in the woods and takes him back home, trying to comfort him while confronting the feelings building in both of them.

Season 3 fix-it because Will deserved a real apology scene…

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Leave kudos and a kind comment on their fic!!

[emperor-kumquat]

HI THERE!!!!!!!! been following you on YouTube for a while now, and I gotta say that I'm a huge fan of your work. Just wanted to ask you this question:

So, I remember hearing many fans who saw the new movie that came out recently explain why the decision to make Megatronus Prime into a noble hero who didn't betray the other primes or murder Solus and became the Fallen was awesome. It makes sense for Megatron to see him as a role model and emulate him in TF One because he was a hero who gave his life to protect Cybertron.

The idolization doesn't make much sense in other continuities, and I say that because, for all his faults, Megatron truly does care for Cybertron and ultimately wants the best (or at least what he views is best) for his home planet. Case in point, this is what he said to Optimus one time:

CYBERTRON IS THE CENTER OF MY UNIVERSE!!!!! WHY ISN'T IT YOURS?!?!?!?!?

So, with that in mind, why the hell would he idolize/look up to a guy who turned on his fellow primes and betrayed his entire race by siding with their creator's ancient enemy?

Maybe there's an answer in the Aligned Continuity or something, but can anyone think of a good reason why someone who cares for Cybertron would practically worship the robot equivalent of Lucifer?

What are your thoughts?

My guess as to why Megatron in the Aligned Continuity felt like Megatronus Prime (killer of Solus!) is because before Megatronus spiralled, the other Primes had been mistreating him. Megatronus was like a self-fulfilling prophecy and since he was treated as evil by the others, he ended up "evil".

(Although depending on the Aligned book you read, he wasn't actually that bad in the Covenant of Primus. Killing Solus was an accident and he mourned her, and then he exiled himself to be a better person out in space. But Megatronus became more angry and violent because other Primes were suddenly acting high and mighty and treating him like Unicron spawn)

Yeah, Megatron is probably resonating with that feeling of being mistreated and seen as vile!

[angelpointe]

wait wait wait. Is pointeverse a multiverse where people do ballet??????

why haven’t I heard of this before????? This is AWESOME????

can you do a quick exposé on the lore? I wanna learn more (if you want and if it’s ok ofc)

HI !! Yes !!

PointeVerse is a multiverse where all the different au characters participate in a bunch of different performance art !!! There’s ballet , musicals , there’s a jester ! (fresh) basically any form of art you’d typically rent out a stage for , this multiverse uses !

I’m currently making a master post for the concepts I have down for different characters and their roles in this world , the draft has been sitting in wait for a while now ,, but !! I haven’t really gotten into the lore yet , so !! You’re in luck , my friend , I haven’t SO much to ramble about within PointeVerse ,,

OKAY . So . All the world’s a stage , right ? And all the men and women , merely players —

Something something , William Shakespeare ..

So , imagine the entire multiverse as a performance art center - there’s many different stages , many different performances ! It’s all the different aus , playing out like shows - musicals , songs , dances , ensembles , anything for the audience - who are our creators , fellow fans , etc.

Stages are set with props , there’s themes , stories to tell , different stages to suit different needs - the usual ! And there’s also the characters that don’t have set stages , who also have roles to play ! Such as Ink and Error , two performers without a reservation , without a stage , without a proper story to fill out -

A lot of the actual story elements can get very metaphorical and artistic , which is the point(e) ! PointeVerse is meant to be centered around artistic expression and favor the emotional value over logic at times -

over all , there’s not a definitive story for me to tell .. but multiple I wish to express through a different light ! Something a bit more poetic , maybe a smidgen more melancholic or perhaps even humorous .

I don’t have a lot of the smaller stories planned out , but I have a lot planned for specifically Error and Ink , because I enjoy their different dynamics in every multiverse , and especially within PointeVerse where their entire relationship is a bit complicated - think like . Fakir and Mytho from Princess Tutu , but also Fakir acts more like Drosselmeyer and Mytho never gets his heart back -

PRINCESS TUTU ACTUALLY HAS A LOT OF INFLUENCE IN POINTEVERSE .. along with movies like The Little Prince and games like The Blind Prince and The Liar Princess and things of those nature — I definitely have a lot more to say regarding the multiverse which I will speak about later on , probably with more art that I have made for PointeVerse and it’s characters - but !! For now ? PointeVerse coming soon >:)

Fin .

[squidsinashirt]

**Shoving my way through the tabloids and paparazzi**

Mr Tracy, the work you have done for the world's environmental charities is phenomenal, it's amazing that you're so passionate about not only our world's oceans but it's rainforests, it's grasslands and it's human life too.

At times it must be challenging trying to balance your work with humans and your passion for wildlife what with how humans have destroyed the worlds ecosystem.

Tell me, do you see a future with nature and the hustle and bustle of the human world working together in peace? How do you think we could achieve that?

– Nature&Nurture news blog reporter.🌿

Hi there! 👋

Apologies for the delay in replying to this - love your stuff, long time subscriber! Wanted to give you a decent reply so I hope this is okay.

That’s very kind of you to say but I can’t take all the credit. Tracy Industries is committed to all of the green pledges we have made, and our successes with various third party organisations and projects is only thanks to the enthusiastic effort of all of our board, trustees, senior management and of course, our CEO (who is incredibly supportive of all of our projects).

(I just send comms and put up posters and annoy people at the annual galas once they’ve had a drink or two)

Moving to being a zero-waste society has been a huge achievement, but we shouldn’t be stopping there. We’ve spent a lot of time ripping every resources from the planet and doing what we like without much concern for everything else that shares this space with us. We should be actively investing in restoration programmes that prioritise renewal over our own priorities, and vehemently protecting what is already there.

So do I see a future with nature and our very busy society coexisting - it has to! Nothing works if nature doesn’t. We came very close to the brink not so long ago, and we can’t allow that to happen again. We’re the custodians of our little planet, and it’s up to us, and us alone, to do better. Everything around us is relying that, as a population, we pick up that responsibility, including for our own kids and so on.

I had a really great afternoon recently organised with Robby Shelby (co-creator of the Supreme Barrier Reef with his mom, Dr Helen Shelby) with their junior conservation team. They’re all elementary school aged kids, learning to dive and also learning about the work that is ongoing there, why it matters and how to continue it. It’s amazing to see the next generation keen to take the reins - and I had an awesome time getting schooled on turtles and jellyfish.

How to achieve that - that’s the million dollar question, isn’t it. There’s a reason various world bodies have spent so long fighting over it and I guess it’s because it’s complicated, on paper and in practice.

I would say my own philosophy is that we ought to be leaving the world a better place than it was when we stepped into it. Everyone has an equal individual responsibility to do what they can. Food choices you make (hi fellow vegan gang 🌱), where you spend your money if you can, and educating other people. Treating the planet and everything that lives here kindly (including each other so, y’know, be excellent to each other!)

I guess I’m just very lucky that I can access resources that mean we can do a lot more.

For the bigger stuff, there are obviously the three main goals of the World Ecological Summit (not going to have time to go into the other 47 sub points):

1. Move to entirely emission free fuels and technology for all transport, which we’re making really good strides in, which is super exciting. As a bit of a side note, International Rescue has ⅖ of our ‘birds totally clean (see, nobody is perfect except Thunderbird Four). My aim over the next 12 months is to try and get to a point where we have a 95% sustainable fuel option ready to trial for each of them - currently sitting at 75% average, which is good but… we don’t do ‘good’ at iR, we do better. We use three different fuels because of the differing technologies each of our ships carries and the environments they work in so it’s a little more complicated. But that’s one of my pet projects (along with our incredible engineering department) so check in with me in the fall!

2. Our largest industrial leaders taking responsibility in being proactive, investing in green technologies and processes, and using their corporate responsibility for good. I think my previous answer about Tracy Industries kind of covers this one, but it’s important that those with the biggest weight to throw around do it in a way that benefits the most vulnerable in our society. Which leads nicely into point three…

3. Protecting the most vulnerable ecosystems, territories and people. It’s really easy to point the finger at humans for the environmental concerns we all share, but that’s completely unfair toward the most vulnerable populations amongst us, who are usually the ones who have had the most impact from what we’ve caused. We should be improving our environment, whilst also addressing the inequalities in food hunger, poverty, ill health, education that still exist. They aren’t necessarily two separate issues and we are an incredibly advanced society, - there’s no reason people should still be living with such huge levels of difference.

So I guess the summary of all of this is - people need to lift their head and care a bit more, and not be afraid to take on the responsibility of being better to environment and to each other.

Thanks again for the query - always happy to ramble to you guys! If you’d like to come along to the next visit to our rainforest project on the Bolivian border, we’re due to be out there early May and you’d be more than welcome! You can get me on g.tracy@tracyindustries.org 🫶🏻

[ravenwriter16]

Hello EVERYONE!!!! This is part one of my new series, 'Creative Minds Think Alike!'

In these small snippets I will highlight some of the coolest (at least in my mind) DCA (or other, who knows) content creators!

SO think of these as a HUGE thanks to these creators for all their cool art, stories, and little worlds that they decided to share with all of us! You guys are awesome and I hope to get to your level of talent one day!

You can tell I'm not that good because this is not beta-read!

If you don't like my writing or story idea, then don't read Just a heads up, I will edit or straight up delete a fic episode if the creator I featured took offensive with how I presented them and their AUs. My intent isn't to mock or belittle them or their works

So here you are my fellow void travelers! The pilot fic episode to the series 'Creative Minds Think Alike!'. Featuring the amazing @missterious-figure! Enjoy!

The castle halls at night were truly a gorgeously horrific sight to behold. A person first trekking into this old and magnificent place would surely run away at the first shadow that seemed to move. At least the large windows allowed the moon to grace the hall with its ghostly glow.

Directly across from the windows are rows of doors, each one different from the last and never exactly the same as its neighbors. Each of these doors has a small plaque located either right next to the door, above the door, or on the door itself.

Currently walking down this strange hall is me. Good dawn, morning, afternoon, evening or night (or all of the above). I'm Ravenwriter Archivist number 16. But you can call me Raven if you want!

My boss calls me Ravenwriter16 because he doesn't want to waste breath on my title (His words not mine). I'm one of the many protecters of this castle. A Castle Archivist if you so will. I was given this title and job by none other than the Aligned Society of Creative Minds.

Not by my choice. They were short on time and randomly selected me, basically uprooting my life. For a time I was angry (and can you blame me?) but then I looked into the specifics of my duties and now I'm ready to work.

I'm no expert mind you. I'd just graduated from the academy and starting to get some control over my powers when I was shoved into this. But I love a good challenge!

But enough of this, I'm stalling.

I eye the plaques, scanning them intently. In my hands are two envelopes with containing letters I wrote earlier this week. They were for two of the millions of warriors living in the castle.

Two that I hand selected after spending hours scouring the resident scrolls (there are so MANY). I hope these two were as friendly as their scrolls stated.

After a few minutes of walking this ever-expanding hall, I finally find the door to the first warrior from my two chosen.

The door itself was made from a black natural material, not really wood, not really rock, not really metal. It seemed to morph between those three. It did have gold trimming woven into the strange surface. Above the door was a golden plaque with silver and bronze writing.

I take in a shaky inhale, rolling my shoulders and in turn shaking my wings. My black feathers bristling before settling back down as my wings fold into my back.

I tug at my black hood, making sure it was secured over my head. My eyes dart to my boots and I lift my feet up one by one to inspect them for mud and dirt.

phew...not even a speck.

Steeling my resolve (and accepting my possible death wish) I place my gloved hand on the door. I push the surprisingly heavy door open.

It creaks o it's hinges as it swings inward. the sounds of birds flying and water crashing startles me. I look into the room in awe. It was like someone took every biome known to man and mixed it all together to harmonize in this relm.

There was a desert in the distance to my left and a...a FROZEN WASTE LAND to my right?! Forest and grassy plains, hills and mountains?! This place seems to have it all.

I step inside and gently close the door behind me. To protect my letters I place them in my side pouch as I journey deeper into this world.

While trekking further and further into the room, my surroundings start to shift. Jungle recedes into moss covered, vine strangled stone. I could see stone arches and tapestries that have aged and withered over time.

I reach a clearing. The temple's main room. There was no ceiling exclude for the tree leaves. To my left was more ancient stone that opened up to the jungle more and to my right was a magnificent waterfall.

in front of me was a giant tree. It's roots weaved into a seat, a throne if you will. Carvings grace the wood, but they don't look man made.

My wings spread out in alarm when something brushes against them. Something smooth and cold. Whipping my head to my wings, I freeze and gasp.

A floating glowing orb floats in the air. Bobbing up and down in small movements. It moves closer to my face and boops my nose. My eyes widen and I laugh.

"Well hello there little one." I greet, cupping my hands underneath it. It flies down and rests in my palms. it glows a tad brighter and its color changes to a neon green.

It vibrates in my hand, a sign of its content. I laugh, "Wow. I've read about Relm Holders, but seeing one in real life is-,"

"Spectacular?"

I spin on my heels and face the throne. My checks grow warm and my wings puff up in embarrassment.

Sitting on the throne was an all-black, and I mean pitch BLACK, person with a...a uhm...

"I'm so SO sorry if this comes across as rude but uhm..." I tilt my head pointing at theirs, "Do you have a...square as a head?"

A single white eye with a white line over said eye (acting as the eyebrow) appears on the left side of their face. the eye widens.

"Oh, yeah..." the voice was feminine and held power.

I let go of the Relm holder and it zooms over to the stranger. No not a stranger...this was-

"Missterious-figure?"

"How do you know my name?" she asks, standing up. She holds the Relm Holder in her hand and I watch as scenes of hooves, horns, antlers, fairy wings (?) swamps, metalic colors shimmering with different color eyes, pass through the orb.

She blows on the Relm Holder and the orb evaporates into millions of fireflies. I follow some of them as they fly in spirals up towards the sky.

"Ahem?"

I snap my gaze up to her's and nervously laugh. "S-sorry. Allow me to introduce myself..."

I get down on my knee and put a hand on my chest as i bow y head, "I am Ravenwriter Archivist 16. I'm the-,"

"New watcher of the castle?" she asks with a tilt of her head. "What happened to Mr. Honer?"

"He was uhm...dismissed by the council." I risk a glance up at the. i yelp and fall on my bottom when I find how close they are. They look down at me with a raised brow.

"You are jumpy." she states calmly while i try to steady my heart. She offers her hand to help me up and I take it with a small smile.

"Thank you-AAAAAA!"

Hands grab me from behind and lift me up by my armpits. My wings flap in agitation as I'm turned around to face a golden feathered face. small blue feathers and long beautiful red feathers. White eyes shine in delight and mischief as they take in my face.

I stare in shock, mouth open. the being holding me laughs, "A new harpy from our beloved ruler~? Miss you shouldn't have!"

I yelp as I'm shoved into a very fluffy and warm chest. I try to pull away but the being, male I think, was too strong, keeping me in place with ease.

"Sun! Put her down!"

"But you made her for us, my queen! Why would I let go of such a lovely gift~?"

"She's not mine! She's the new Watcher-,"

I'm dropped immediately. I yelp and my wings spread out in pain. I stand up and rub my hip, "Oww..."

"I wish you told me that before I touched the dirty thing." Sun tsks, crossing his arms and swiveling his head to the side with his nose up.

"I'm not that dirty--YOUR TAIL!" My mumbling morphs into awe.

'What?" Sun glances at me with a raised brow. His eyes drift to his GORGEOUS golden tail feathers. "Did you get them dirty?"

I let his insult breeze over, too star-struck by his beauty. He smirks smugly and I hear Missterious-Figuren groan and roll her eye.

When she clears her throat, I shake my head, snapping out of my stupor. I face her, eyes averted and rubbing the back of my neck in embarrassment.

"Please don't feed his ego. It's already too big..." she sighs.

"I'm your creation, darling~." Sun croons, sauntering over to Missterious-figure and draping himself over her. He nuzzles into her neck, his feathers around his neck bristling.

"Uhm," I hold up my two index fingers, "Should I come back later-,"

"No. No this is probably a good time to talk. Peacock Eclipse is out checking in on my smaller boys, and Peacock Moon is trying to get the jump on Centaur Moon...Again..."

I snort but I cover my mouth when Missterious-figure tilts her head. "You okay?"

"Yeah, sorry. That's just hilarious to me...I mean after reading about your inclusive world and all." I nervously chuckle.,

"Cool." She pets Sun's head and he leans into her touch even kissing her palm. "Sooooo, did you come here to introduce yourself or-,"

"OH! Right..." I turn my attention to my side pouch. Some of items clinking together while I search for her envelope.

Sun perks up with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He leans forward to get closer but Missterious-figure slaps him. He gasps and holds his throbbing cheek as he gives her puppy-dog eyes.

She returns his look with a pointed look.

"Here we are!" I pull out the envelope and hold it out to her "This is an introduction letter from me with more of my contact information in case you have any questions, complaints, or concerns about the castle. And there's also some papers that need your signature."

She takes it from my hand and turns to her left. She looks at me and smiles, "I take it you need these back by a certain date?"

My wings puff up as I nod my head, "Yes, but I can convince the council for more time if you're busy-,"

"You don't have to do that...If you'll follow me to my lounge, I can sign these papers and send you on your way..."

"That would be great, thank you." I return her smile with a small one of my own. I go to follow her when she starts walking but a towel flies at me, smacking me in the face.

I pull it off and glare at Sun. He harrumphs and points to the towel, his silver glove shining in the sunlight as well as his feathers. "Clean yourself. I don't want any of your filth getting on the carpet."

With that he turns his back to me and walks after Missterious-figure. I can't help but stare as he swishes his hips, his tail feathers glittering as he walks.

I smack myself in the face with my wings. I shake my head and bite the inside of my cheek. FOCUS!

I wipe my face with the towel to appease the giant...handsome bird man, then follow after the two.

I try not to look around that much. I didn't want to impose more than I already have.

I was happy that Missterious-figure was so opened minded towards this whole...'New Castle Archivist' stuff. But I know I shouldn't take her kindness for passiveness. Her form I saw her in was her...calmer form so to speak. At least that's what I assume.

If she saw me as a threat though...I would be dead in seconds. She was one of the Head Defenders for a reason...

I was too deep in my head that the walk to the lounge blurred by. It was still a ruin temple theme, but now there are couches, plush chairs, red carpet, and even some hammocks.

A small desk was pushed to the side and that's were Missterious-figure was looking over the papers. Sun was draped over a couch, pulling at her pants, trying to coax her into paying attention to her.

I stand awkwardly in the doorway, crossing and uncrossing my arms. My eyes lock onto the window that gave a spectacular view of the grassy planes. I see a herd grazing and is that a yellow unicorn-,

"Sun stop...Alright! This looks fine to me."

I turn my head to her. My eyes widen when she uses a bronze peacock tail feather as a quill. She dips the tip into a golden inkwell then leaves her signature on all the dotted lines the papers required.

She places the quill back into the inkwell and pats the papers so that they were evenly stacked. She turns around and walks towards me, Sun whining that she was out of range of hold.

She holds out the papers for me to take. "I'm impressed with how these all fit in that tiny envelope."

I take the papers with a small thank you, "Yeah, nothing a little compact spell could fix. Thank you again for signing these. I know paperwork isn't the greatest of things to do...."

Missterious-figure shrugs then groans when Sun whines for her again. She looks over her shoulder at the dramatic harpy. "Behave or I'll cut your time short and hand out with Reptile you."

"No~!" Sun whines giving her puppy eyes.

She rolls her eye and looks back at me with a tired smile. I smile back and turn to leave, "Thank you so much for your time."

"Don't mention it."

"If you need anything, feel free to stop by my mushroom."

"M-mushroom?" she blinks at me and I give her a confused stare. "What happened to the Archivist office?"

"Oh that!...I destroyed it...It was too cramped for me..."

"Right..."

"Thank you again, I'll see myself out."

"Stay safe. Some creations are known to sneak out." She sighs, "Especially my moon..."

"Got it." I give her a small bow and make my way out of her room. I wave at the fireflies as they flutter around me. I take one last long look at this magnificent room.

'Maybe working here won't be as bad as I thought..."

I sigh, chuckling to myself as I leave. The doors closing behind me in a soft thud.

***

That's the end of part 1!

Episode Two is HERE

Episode Three is HERE

Episode Four is HERE

Episode Five is HERE

Episode Six is HERE

Episode Seven is HERE

Hope you've all enjoyed! Part two will be coming soon to a Tumblr near you!

Thank you @missterious-figure for letting me use you and your boys for this. Please contact me if you are unsatisfied with how I represented you in this episode!

Hope you all have a fantastic day/night! Stay awesome!

[vellichor-lover]

Fic Rec Friday!

Myth Among Myths

by FrostInTheWarren

Words: 104,989 (total) Chapters: 11 in Part 1, 13 in Part 2, 15 in Part 3 Fandom: Rise of the Guardians (2012) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings AO3 Account Needed: No

Relationships: E. Aster Bunnymund/Jack Frost, Jack Frost & Sanderson Mansnoozie, Jack Frost & Baby Tooth, Jack Frost & Jamie Bennett, Jack Frost & Jack's Sister

Summary (from Part 1: The Nature of Belief):

Jack Frost just wants to be seen. A little hard, when you're a myth among myths, and not even your fellow spirits can see you. It only gets harder when the Man in the Moon decides Jack is to be a Guardian. But how is that even possible, when the only thing that even knows you exist is a little tooth fairy? (Or: Jack's heart breaks a lot, Baby Tooth is a damn good friend, and Bunny will eventually make away like a bandit with Jack Frost.)

My Notes: OKAY. This'll probably be the only rotg fic I recommend here, bc I only had a VERY brief stint reading from this fandom, but I couldn't leave this one out, because it has quickly become an obsession for me. Apparently I am an absolute SUCKER for Jack Frost angst, because I loved his arc in the movie, but this?? Him having to deal with centuries of utter isolation, yearning for some kind of connection, for someone to just stop seeing through him... Yeah. God I love this series. And the backstory with Pitch and Emma... GODDDDD Imma be so honest, I'm not a big fan of jackrabbit, but if that's your thing this is awesome for that too! The third part is a different au which is a lot darker, but I also found it very interesting. Been designing a really cool cover for TNOB and TCOS; if anyone knows if the author is still active anywhere please lmk so I can ask permission to bind it sometime :D

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Meursault.

The very existence of this place had always been a secret, buried deep beneath layers of classified government files. You had heard the rumors before—a prison for the irredeemable, the untouchable, where escape was impossible, and survival itself felt tenuous. But nothing could have prepared you for the reality.

Your cell, like the others, was a stark cube—custom-made, cold, and unyielding. The transparent walls gave you a good view of the dull void beyond, only the sight of endless identical cells stacked around you like a labyrinthine nightmare. Each door had a biometric lock, requiring palm prints, voice recognition, and central authorization just to open. The implants beneath your skin monitored every breath, every heartbeat, and the guards—heavily armed and unsympathetic—patrolled with shoot-to-kill authority. 

They’d thought of everything. They had spared no expense to ensure that every person here was under the strictest lock-and-key.

Far below the Regular Prison, lay this place, the Infinite Dice Room, the space where the truly dangerous ability users were kept, their powers suppressed and contained.

It was awful in many ways, and you still resented that you had been locked away here in the first place. You felt it was very undeserved, that you were nothing like the rest of these criminals. True criminals.

Evil.

However…if you could count any tiny blessings, at the very least, at the very least, you had your own space. It was a little lonely, yes, but at least you had some privacy. Some. Some.

Because despite the fact you could physically move around and not worry about accounting for another, the glass panes that surrounded you meant that if anyone wanted to peer across and look in at you, they could.

And someone did. Frequently.

Him. That shaggy brown-haired man who always smirked.

While he seemed handsome from what you could tell, he severely creeped you out, to the point you were just immensely grateful he couldn’t touch you. 

But everything changed when one day, you were moved.

They didn’t give you a reason, not that you expected one. The guards had stormed your level one day, brusquely ordering you to pack up your minimal belongings. The implant beneath your skin buzzed ominously as they escorted you through the levels of the prison, the mechanical hum of the elevator system pressing against your ears. Your destination was another newly built level of the Infinite Dice space—that much you gathered from the faint murmurs of the guards. 

Here, things appeared slightly different. The hovering cells were tinted darkly, actually, finally, providing some sort of privacy. Your heart actually lifted a little. This was like an upgrade! 

But when you arrived and stepped into your new cell, your heart sank.

You weren’t the only one who’d been escorted to these shiny new quarters.

That man, the man who always loved to stare at you, was already there, lounging casually on the cot as though he had been expecting this little visitor. His dark eyes lit up the moment he saw you, a slow, deliberate smile spreading across his face.

“Well,” he drawled, his tone tinged with amusement, “it seems the higher-ups are feeling generous today.”

You froze, your mind racing. This had to be a mistake. No one shared cells in Meursault. It was part of the design, part of the unyielding isolation that defined this place. And yet, here you were, standing in the same cold cube as the man who had been watching you from across the way in your previous cell for weeks.

Swiveling his legs around over the edge of the bed, he let his cheek rest against his knuckle, head-tilted, smiling at you the way he had so many times before. But it had always been from a far enough distance that it never made you feel so on edge as you did right now. 

“Osamu Dazai. Such a pleasure to finally meet my neighbor properly.” his words flowed smooth like honey.

“This can’t be right,” you muttered in sheer, horrified disbelief.

Dazai chuckled, the sound low and unsettling. “Oh, I don’t think so. They don’t make mistakes here, you know. Everything happens for a reason. Isn’t that fascinating?”

You backed up sharply, pressing yourself against the wall as far from him as possible. But in a space this small, there was nowhere to go. You wished you could smash right through this cage, you’d rather drop straight into the void than face this man a moment longer.

Dazai remained seated, his posture deeply and deceptively relaxed, but his eyes never left you. They were sharp, calculating, and filled with something else. Something which made your throat tighten with nerves that any woman would understand all too well. 

“Why are you doing this?” you demanded, your voice trembling despite your best efforts to keep it steady.

“Me?” he replied, feigning innocence. “I’m not the one who put you here. But I’d be lying if I said I’m not thrilled by the arrangement. I’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this.”

“An opportunity for what?”

He tilted his head, his smile widening. 

“To get to know you better, of course.”

Your stomach churned. He had been fixated on you from the moment you arrived, his gaze a constant, stomach-curling presence even when you weren’t looking at him. Now, there was no escape. He was here, inescapable, his eerie aura filling every corner of the cell like some big, all-engulfing shadow.

“This isn’t right,” you spoke again, more to yourself than to him. Your fingers brushed against the cold, unyielding perimeter as though searching for some hidden way out. There was none.

Dazai rose to his feet then, his movements slow and deliberate. Despite the small space, he somehow managed to close the distance between you without seeming rushed. You pressed yourself tighter against the darkened glass wall, your heart pounding as he stopped just short of touching you.

“You’re scared,” he murmured, his voice low and almost gentle. “That’s good. Fear keeps you sharp. But you don’t need to be scared of me.”

You met his gaze, forcing yourself to hold it even though every instinct screamed at you to look away. “I don’t believe you.”

His smile faltered, just for a moment, before returning with a dangerous edge. “That’s disappointing,” he said softly. “But understandable. Trust takes time, and we have plenty of that now. Plenty.”

You clenched your fists, trying to bear this. The thought of having to endure his constant presence was a worse punishment than you’d ever imagined facing. What were they thinking? Putting this (innocent, mind you!) girl in a cell with a dangerous criminal like him? It was a recipe for disaster, and worse.

“Finally. You’re mine now, [Y/N],” he said, his tone almost tender. “There’s no one else here, no one to come between us. It’s just you and me. Isn’t that perfect?”

Before you could respond, his hand reached out, bandaged fingers brushing the side of your face. The touch was light, almost reverent, but it sent a jolt through your entire body. You flinched, pressing harder against the wall, but there was nowhere to go. 

“Don’t be so nervous. I’m not like the rest…”

His hand lingered against your skin, his thumb tracing the curve of your cheek with a softness that belied the sharpness in his probing gaze. Those dark eyes of his raked over you briefly, invasively, and you dreaded to think what he was really thinking about you. What he may have planned already in his mind…

“See?” he whispered, his tone almost soothing. “I’m not so scary, am I?”

Your breath hitched as you fought to steady yourself and keep your knees from buckling beneath you.

“Don’t touch me,” you managed to say, though the words came out weak.

He withdrew his hand slowly, almost reluctantly, his smile softening. “I’ll wait,” he said, stepping back just enough to give you the illusion of space. “You’ll come around.”

Dazai had called it ‘perfect’. It wasn’t ‘perfect’. 

It was a nightmare, one you couldn’t wake up from. As he stepped back smugly, his smile never wavering, you realized with chilling clarity that you weren’t just a prisoner of Meursault anymore. 

You were a prisoner of him.

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♥️Lambert/Aiden Fic Reclist!♥️

For anybody and everybody interested in Lambert, Aiden, and/or their relationship! I've been obsessed with these two since the start of the pandemic, and they inspired me to start writing my own fic, so making a reclist has always been an idea in the back of my head. Plus, it's come to my attention that the tag can get crowded sometimes, so, Laiden fans, this one's for you.

Parameters: I've decided to divide my recs based on common story types that explore Laiden both in and out of canon. Other ships are allowed, but the focus is Lambert/Aiden. Additionally, I put a cap on 3 fics max per author. These are not arranged in any particular order beyond the categories.

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♥️Lambert's Revenge/Aiden's Death or Return♥️

(i know dead people, and you are not dead) by @brighteyedjill (Explicit/5,940/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

Lambert finds Aiden after ten years of torture, maimed and broken. They retire and learn each other once again, mind, body, and soul.

I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory by CamilleDuDemon (Mature/2,327/Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death)

Aiden dies on a beautiful sunny day, while Lambert waits for him in their usual meeting place. Witchers cannot love and witchers never die in their beds. If only neither of those were true.

No Grave by @blackberrywars (Mature/2293/No Archive Warnings Apply)

A shameless self-rec, because I'm very proud of this fic. To the tune of Hozier’s Work Song, Aiden crawls from her almost-grave, determined to see her baby wolf again.

Fair Trade by Anoke (Mature/40,373/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

Karadin sells Aiden to a mage, and he becomes an experiment, trapped in his own head while searching for a way out. It's a series, and this is the part where shit gets ugly.

Very Dark Magic by @bomberqueen17 (Mature/23,683/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Aiden is once more getting tortured and mind-controlled by a mage, but luckily enough and via the power of psychic beams, Keira and Lambert find him. And Lambert's pissed.

Roses Fall but the Thorns Remain by @t4tlambert (Teen/1,458/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert holds Aiden's medallion in his hands, and he knows what it means. He pays for the privilege of having this last piece of his lover, and falls apart for just a moment.

No Grave Can Hold My Body Down by @t4tlambert (Teen/14,414/No Archive Warnings Apply)

A fellow Hozier-lyric-title user. Aiden crawls out of his grave and is found by Eskel, who begrudgingly decides to not piss off his little brother and does his best to keep his Cat alive.

Fortunes of the Fearless by @tumbleweedtech (Teen/627/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert is a vicious bastard, and Aiden is lucky enough to be around to appreciate it, even if Lambert's victim is long dead and drowned.

Survival by @kitdubhran (Teen/1,278/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Aiden wakes up in enough pain that he kind of wishes he hadn't. But he does wake up. And we all know who he's gonna go find.

♥️Getting Together & Being Together♥️

Intent by tnico (Teen/18,551/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert does everything in his crotchety (open to interpretation) power to get Aiden to reveal his devious plans and fuck off, except all he wants is to be by Lambert's side. Incredible characterization, funny as hell, and awesome research footnotes.

Bad Blood (Runs True) by @fairytrashmother (Teen/8,368/No Archive Warnings Apply)

The Tournament never happened, and the Cats and Wolves are actually trying to make peace. A young pup and a young kit might just solve their problems

Silver for Monsters by @crimsonherbarium (Explicit/108,559/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

A canon-compliant look at the development of Laiden with awesome cover art and plenty of angst in later chapters. Lambert is slow to trust, so the burn follows thus.

Lacebound by @heronfem (Mature/39,391/Graphic Depictions of Violence)

Lambert and Aiden as young witchers in winter, lacebound by the fucked-up system they live in, and soon, lacebound to each other. Extremely nuanced politics, people, and circumstances, but also something like a college AU, if Bombs 101 was a class

Denial by tnico (Teen/16,989/No Archive Warnings Apply)

This fic quite possibly wins the award for bitchiest Lambert dialogue in existence, and no one loves it more than me and Aiden. They go a-curse-breakin' and have a grand old time together. More awesome research footnotes

Therapeutic Effects by @laurelnose (Teen/900/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert finds Aiden purring himself back to health, and it's mad cute (but also hilarious because Lambert is Lambert)

Fuck Off: A Love Story (In 5+1 Parts) by @skaldingrayne (Mature/17,080/Graphic Depictions of Violence)

Despite all his efforts to appear the contrary, Lambert is just a bit too noble (and then a bit too horny and a bit too in love) to let this mangy Cat die by his own stupidity. He's still gonna bitch about it tho.

i won't say i'm in **** by @purpurred (Mature/5,848/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Keira arranges for a Cat to fulfill one of Lambert's more private fantasies, and Lambert takes it in the worst way possible. That doesn't mean he can stop thinking about the way Aiden held a poisoned knife to his throat.

ease me of its fever by @inexplicifics (Mature/5,226/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Omega Lambert has spent so many years saying absolutely-the-fuck-not-i'll-rip-your-cock-off that it's more than a little difficult to say yes. Aiden is so, so patient.

mountains that are stacked with fear by @xianvar (Mature/11,171/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert, being Lambert, assumes the beautiful love confession he found in Aiden's bag was actually a prank, and lashes out accordingly. He gets his shit together, and his Cat, eventually.

♥️Meeting the Family♥️

Lambert's two orens' man by Ledgea (Teen/1,861/No Archive Warnings Apply)

One part in an incredible series about the slow development of Aiden and Lambert, but it's just a fun bit of Eskel getting to see his baby brother happy

Hide and seek by Ledgea (Mature/6,617/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert sneaks Aiden into Kaer Morhen, and his whole cohort of bastard pups work hard to cover his ass while causing as many problems as witcherly possible; part 1 of 3

a promise to keep by @all-hail-the-witcher (Teen/983/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Tooth-rotting fluff of Aiden in Kaer Morhen, appreciating the effects of good, regular meals on Lambert's physique. Cutagen biscuits are made.

Winter with the Caravan by @damnbert (Teen/14,229/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert goes home with Aiden for a while, and all the other Cats take the opportunity to take the absolute piss out of them both (and maybe do a little matchmaking on the side)

Lambert's Family by @freudensteins-monster (Teen/5,901/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert hides his biological family until he finally feels safe enough not to. They might be growing up around him, but they still welcome him home every year, and they welcome the Wolves and Cats too.

Did he who made the Lamb make thee? by @tumbleweedtech (General Audiences/1,461/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Being the (asshole) older brothers that they are, Geralt and Eskel constantly rib Lambert about being the littlest wolf, and that his mysterious cat must be pint-sized to match. Lambert is happy to prove them wrong.

♥️Good Old Fashioned Smut♥️

wild green wonder by elizabethgee (Explicit/42,554/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

Laiden smut in just about every configuration you can think. Sweet and tender, rough and wild, this one has it all. If you like a dom!Aiden and repressed sub!Lambert, this is stellar

Lambert's (Not-So) Mysterious Vial of Oil by @on-a-lucky-tide (Explicit/11,291/No Archive Warnings Apply)

The Lambert-kicks-ass-at-alchemy headcanon applied to sex. He receives (heh), and then passes his glorious knowledge of lube onto a his student, Aiden

Sweeter Than Pride by @blackberrywars (Explicit/2524/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Another self-rec for the f/f lovers. Lambert is a sweet brat and earns herself a spanking so good she cries. Aiden freaks out a little, but after it all, they fall asleep spooned together

An Evening of Frippery by @bard-llama (Explicit/3,105/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert being a power bottom whose gender is "mind your fucking business," but who nonetheless looks fantastic with his exquisitely tailored skirts hiked to his waist

I Like how the day sounds through this new song by Lynge (Explicit/9,222/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

Some porn with plot where Aiden forces Lambert to confess to petty theft and also his deep and abiding romantic feelings (in that order).

Problem by elizabethgee (Explicit/1,977/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

In a fic I've just now realized has the exact same premise as one of my wips, Aiden is obsessed with Lambert's thick ass thighs and will do anything to ride them

Cut You Clean by GreenBird (Explicit/4,203/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert loses a bet and has to let Aiden shave him. It has some... interesting effects on him.

Thicker than Water (and Other Poetic Bullshit) by @kushielsmercy (Explicit/2,835/No Archive Warnings Apply)

A mini-character study of Aiden and Lambert through the lens of some filthy blood-play. They're both far more possessive and codependent than they'd want to admit.

Puppies Don't Talk by @damnbert (Explict/8,725/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

Very kink-heavy fic of Lambert going fully into subspace and getting to be taken care of for a while. He can't bring himself to really ask for what he wants, but puppies don't talk anyway.

all dressed up (with no place to go) by @childoffantasy (Explicit/6,707/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert fulfills the redhead contract of wearing green and killing it dead, and there's just enough room under his pretty skirt for Aiden to crawl right up it

Thief's Reward by @inexplicifics (Explicit/1,592/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Maybe Lambert shouldn't reward this handsome Cat for stealing his kill, but it's been awhile, and he might as well get something out of the bargain (it's orgasms. and 60% of the corpse profits)

Dichotomy by @tantumuna (Explicit/25,054/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Extremely kink-heavy fic where Aiden and Lambert switch to see whose methods can get Aiden pregnant the fastest.

Kneel For Me by @alllthequeenshorses (Explicit/2,269/No Archive Warning Apply)

Lambert can only really let go with Aiden, and as soon as he can, it's a freefall. Aiden's there to hold him tight. It's some kinky reunion smut, come get a helping.

Catch and Release by @top-notch-swords (Explicit/9,570/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Aiden is deeply possessive and more than willing to manipulate the situation to remind Lambert exactly who he belongs to. Filthy alley sex and a little codependency that they should probably talk about but actually just fuck about

♥️One-Shot Roulette♥️

A Logical Conclusion by @heronfem (Mature/18,674/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

Essentially the thesis of Laiden shippers, seeing Lambert's prickly ass and knowing the only logical conclusion is that he must have loved Aiden very deeply, even across space, time, and AUs

Wheel of the Year by @crimsonherbarium (Explicit/20,717/No Archive Warnings Apply)

A series of Lambert and Aiden celebrating the holidays on the outskirts of society, but finding twice the joy for it. Lots of smut, but also sweetness and angst.

You and I (and what we get up to) by @iwillpooponthefloor (Explicit/19,396/No Archive Warnings Apply)

ABCs of Laiden that focus on them as a team of two. They pull off contracts, schemes, and each other, from time to time.

Purr For Me by @round--robin (Explicit/8,407/No Archive Warnings Apply)

A whole bunch of short and sweet snapshots into Laiden. I couldn't put them on this list, but Robin has a lot of other fics combining Laiden with other ships.

♥️Modern AUs♥️

A Beginners Guide to Exploiting the Kaedweni Tax Code For Fun and Profit by @heronfem (Mature/167,193/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Lambert and Aiden get accidentally married and decide to make it work for the tax benefits. And then they fall in love. And work through trauma. And get a cat. And it's gorgeously written.

What Happens at Waffle House by Anoke (Teen/1,993/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

The rituals are intricate, and Lambert's sometimes involve mutual combat with the Waffle House line cook. Somehow, the feral gremlin gets a date out of it.

All those wonders sit in wait for us by Theladyknight23 (Teen/14,847/No Archive Warnings Apply)

My fellow fem!Laiden crusader with a delightful modern take on witchers as a combination between truckers and pest control workers. Americana themes and the best additional tag ever: "love is like bread."

The Bark that's to Your Bite by @theimpressionablelizard (Explicit/12,976/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Where Lambert is Deadpool pre-mutation and he falls in bounty hunter love with Aiden, who I personally imagine looks like Dev Patel from the Green Knight. A little romance, a little co-worker wolves, and lots of swearing.

Three Cats Walk Into A Bar by @halehathnofury (Teen/2,607/No Archive Warnings Apply

Inspired by the lovely @whyzowl's art, it's the Wolves + Ciri dressing Lambert up to get him laid, and Aiden taking the bait.

Helpless, Feckless, Far Too Young by @keirametzbrassknuckles (Mature/14,605/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

The Wolves are a traveling group after a death in the family, and Lambert is so fucking sick of them acting like nothing is wrong. He meets Aiden, and they get on like a fairgound on faire. Written by my personal mistress of angst.

♥️Miscellaneous♥️

Once, Again by @brighteyedjill (Mature/4,521/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

Aiden has to save Lambert in a time loop without explaining anything, but we all know Lambert doesn't trust easy. Sometimes the simplest solution is the right one.

The Art of Living by Ledgea (Explicit/25,636/Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings)

Lambert loving people as the story of an art gallery, a skill honed from his cohort to his brothers to Aiden, The Damn Cat, when he makes his appearance.

Fields of color by @witcherscrane (Mature/2,057/Major Character Death)

In the wake of Aiden's death, Lambert follows a beautiful illusion with a smile on his face. His brothers help him find rest.

Give Us A Smile by @etcorsolus (Mature/2,945/No Archive Warnings Apply)

A 5+1 of Aiden making Lambert smile. Textual adaptation of that one post "look at you! you're so handsome when you're not being a bitch."

The Basics by @kushielsmercy (Mature/375/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Aiden gets possessed, and Lambert has a choice to make. Ambiguous ending.

Ashes in His Mouth by Faetality (Mature/3,924/Graphic Depictions of Violence)

Fear makes humans cruel. It makes them not care who gets tied to the stake, so long as they can breathe easy while the victim drowns in smoke. Or, Lambert suffers, and Aiden watches.

remember me as i was not as i am by @all-hail-the-witcher (Explicit/40,248/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Aiden has been dead for a very long time, long enough that Lambert has long since forgotten his face. It's just in time for a beautiful man with green eyes to break in through his window and ask for his services.

Deafening Silence by @wolf-and-bard (Explicit/13,230/No Archive Warnings Apply)

Destiny is a stubborn bitch, but it hasn't Lambert, who doesn't give a rat's ass that he's never meant to see Aiden again.

A Spot of Blood by MsThunderFrost (Explicit/3,440, No Archive Warnings Apply)

How the phrase "Pops didn't raise a quitter" turns into a "sex sent me to the ER" story for Lambert, because he's a stubborn bastard who would rather injure himself than communicate.

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Let me say a few things outright, because I want zero drama.

This reclist is for the benefit of Laiden fans, and is not meant as a criticism of any other ship or fic.

The fics chosen for this reclist are only ones I have read. It is by no means comprehensive, and definitely favors older fics, since that was when I was deepest in the fandom.

I actually had to cut this short because I hit some kind of content block limit, which. Oh welp. If anyone wants me to remove their fic from this list for any reason, PM me and I'll do it asap

[incongruence-osaf]

EXCITING NEWS, SECRETS SHARED

Hello!! It is time for me to officially post the first two chapters of my first ever multi-chapter fanfiction story, The Incongruence of Stars and Flowers!!!

So far the word count has reached over 8,000 words, roughly 21 pages at 1.15 spacing (including the current WIP of Chapter Three). This was a huge challenge for me that I am so glad to have started. I'd been keeping this (mostly) a secret for many months during a collaborative creative process.

It started when I saw an application for Sonic Big Bang 2024 zine on Tumblr. Around 300 participants of fellow writers, artists and readers were sorted into secret groups of 2-4ish for developing writing and artwork surrounding story submissions! I had the pleasure of being paired with wonderful artists who made beautiful sketches, concept art, and illustrations based on my writing, linked here: @major-wren (ART) (ART) and @pastelspindash (ART)

Go check out their awesome art (and writing) as well as all the other amazing creatives featured in the zine on the official blog page @sthbigbang! My awesome and very helpful beta readers were/are @starredfishing (Tumblr) and @zaffretension (Instagram) who gave me excellent advice about dialogue, pacing, and plot. THANK YOU!!!

And also a big THANK YOU to the moderators of this expansive event for keeping it running so smoothly, for organizing everything, and for encouraging all of us in one of the most supportive and energizing creative environments I've ever been apart of!!! I have talked to many cool and talented people and I love the community that we have all been growing as a massive group.

I am excited to continue the adventure of learning, reading, and writing to see where this adventure goes with familiar characters. If you are too, I hope you enjoy <3

Without further ado, below is the summary for The Incongruence of Stars and Flowers.

This alternate universe combines the vibrant world and history of Sonic the Hedgehog with our very own, resulting in a version of Planet Mobius that’s both familiar and distant. Yet, this altered reality is neither idealized nor greater than the sum of its parts. 

Anthropomorphic beings, humans, and animals of Mobius are struggling to rebuild their cityscapes, ecosystems, communities, and personal lives in the wake of the cumulative devastation of the Perfect Chaos Flood and the Black Arms Invasion. Shadow the Hedgehog takes a leave of absence from G.U.N. to temporarily settle down in Station Square, laying low after the world-shattering encounter with his alien DNA donor Black Doom. While the cityfolk around him undergo the growing pains of instability, nonconformity, sociological upheaval, and corruption, so too does the alien hybrid. With the support of unyielding friendship in aloof activist Sonic the Hedgehog and cultured confidante Rouge the Bat, Shadow coasts in this new life chapter while feeling profound pulls to unravel memories surrounding his loving creator, Professor Gerald Robotnik and solve mysteries within his environment, mind, and body.

Past and present perspectives interweave to show slices of unordinary lives, drawing from early-to-mid 2000s culture shifts/natural disasters/political tensions, U.S. and European history, and various fields of science as inspiration for this multi-chapter science-fiction drama mystery.

PROMINENT CHARACTERS: 

Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog, Rouge the Bat, Professor Gerald Robotnik, Maria Robotnik, Black Doom(?), Commander Abraham Tower, Helen (from Sonic X)?, and new original character(s)

Body dysmorphia and dysphoria, racism/speciesism, internalized xenophobia, mentions and possible depictions of police violence, generational trauma, trauma and imagery from medicalized settings, processing grief

TRIGGER WARNINGS:

CHAPTER ONE HERE

[doki-doki-lit-club]

𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗖𝗹𝘂𝗯 𝗧𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗿!

𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣! 𝘈𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 5 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺! 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘴, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘵... :)

𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 !

Hey there, thanks for checking out our page! My name is Monika, my pronouns are She/They, and I'm proud to be the founder and President of the literature club. You might know me from tennis, Women's Rights Alliance, or when I was in debate club. Don't be shy, come join us! We have cupcakes ;) p.s. - I'm gonna have my own blog too, soon! Tune in <3

HIYA HEY!!! I'm Sayori!!! :DDDDDDDD I'm the super awesome VP of the literature club! Heh, more like lit club amirite… 😎 I use any pronouns, and my personality type is ENFP 9w1! :DDD Ask me literally anything guys I LOOOOOVE to yap yapping is awesome.

hi im natsuki my pronouns are your/mom. uh idrk what to say here lowk ¯_(ツ)_/¯ i fw Parfait Girls heavy so if ur into that 2 hmu ig

ദ്ദി˙-˙ )✧ oh and i bake n stuff im the one making the cupcakes

Hello and welcome. My name is Yuri Okuhara-Kotova, and I go by She/He/Xe pronouns. As an avid reader, I am overjoyed to be a part of this endeavor to cultivate a love of literature amongst my fellow youth. Myself, I tend to lean towards classic gothic pieces, as well as lesser known works of psychological horror. If you would like any reccomendations, you may inquire at your will on this blog. Thank you for your time.

Yo what's good, pronouns are he/they and my name's officially Michel-Chartrand, but you can just call MC. I'm the newest member😄 Btw I was actually failing english before Riri dragged me into this so ig that proves it's a good use of your time lmao

I don't really have any smart people hobbies honestly but I like gaming so yeah that's about it :)

ok yall ooc! this is obvi a ddlc rp/ask blog, and I (@teehee-of-the-gremlin-isles) am the super cool creator heh... ddlc is my special interest and these individuals live in my brain rent free so I HAD to do smth about it! This blog will mostly be with the assumption that it's NOT a game, this is just, well, a literature club. I'll post some poetry too on here- all by me!

the banner art is by my idol @ddlcbrainrot :D

now time to tag the ddlc community ....

@ddlc-imagines-club @ddlc-imagines @ddlcpoly @v11v1-en @doki-doki-my-ass @just-qonika @justmonikaandfriends @softheartthrobs

@heartbeatbookclub @natsbakery @secretly-sayori @sayori-occasionally @spud-sys @k1ttygam3r @whyamiheretumbled @just-monika-rp @doki-literature-club @dokidokiliterature

reblog, yall! i wanna get this out there heh...

RADQUEERS DNI BTW.

[martiwikiwi]

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL ASEXUALITY DAY 2025!!

First of all, I'd like all of you to remember that asexuality is a spectrum and that's super awesome because there are so many different experiences and identities that fall into the ace umbrella and that makes our community a great party. Unfortunately, it's not rare to find ourselves using the formula of "I'm asexual BUT ..." which ALWAYS throws a part of our awesome community under the bus, so let's stop doing that, ok? We are asexuals, and if the other person we are talking to relates it to whatever of the set of acephobic opinion they may have, maybe they need to educated themselves, and we are not doing that by sacrificing our fellow ace pals.

Second of all, you know I have plenty of OCs that fall in the ace spectrum, but since the second arc of my webcomic started a few weeks ago, this time I'm focusing my post on the ace charas of DEMON HUNTER HAGAN!

Ready?

HAGAN, he/him, in his 40s, he is your sex-repulsed and very virgin asexual activist and main character of DEMON HUNTER HAGAN. In arc one you have a few mentions about his sex-repulsion, including funny faces of him absolutely not tolerating any comment about it, but don't be confused he is very sex-positive and advocates for sex education that includes asexuality. It's just that the man finds it so gross and needs a moment to prepare himself to talk about it, but only theoricaly, don't tell him about your personal experience and don't ask him about his because it's nobody business what he thinks about when he masturbates, ok? Also, he is biromantic and has a long distance relationship with his boyfriend Allan. In arc three they'll talk about the negotiation of their relationship and check from time to time if they are comfortable or need to talk about it again. For instance, he enjoys kissing Allan a lot, and he is the king of hugs. I'm super excited about drawing that part.

PURESOUL, he/him, your disabled gay demisexual somewhere in the aromantic spectrum but who prefers not to use tags for his complex experience. He is the main character in arc two and finds it veeeery difficult to talk about anything related to traditional romantic relationships. He just can't understand it. And that puts him in a difficult situation since he longs for a partner but can't really figure out what he wants and what he doesn't want of a relationship. He will talk about it in arc two, but the pages are not yet published so can't link it yet. Unlike Hagan, he has no problem with sex, he even can enjoy it without feeling sexual attraction towards his partner, but he needs to feel platonic attraction to accept the deal. On the other hand, he will never ever show any affection in public, not even holding hands. And he will feel some repulsion to others showing their affection in public. He is a complex man, somewhere in the autism spectrum too.

PRINCE FIREOPAL, they/them, is a mysterious character from Puresoul's past who appears briefly in arc two and will appear again in arc three. They are your visually impaired aroace sorcerer king. They are the kind of asexual who totally forgets they live in an allosexual world until there is a mention about sex and then their brain explodes like "people do whaaaaaat?????" but they don't feel repulsion towards sex exactly, it's just that they couldn't care less about it and would rather talk about important stuff. They do feel very strong platonic attraction and has a queerplatonic relationship with a time-traveler who got lost somewhere, a bit of a tragic story, but Fireopal patiently waits for him. Fireopal used to be very shy about physical contact but they changed over the years.

And that's the asexual cast of my webcomic. They are so different from each other and I love them all so much and hope people can relate to my OCs and find the representation we deserve. We need more asexual characters written by asexual creators.

Also, you can read my dark fantasy webcomic about death and new beginnings with queer disabled characters here:

[constantfragmentation]

Hi! I’m a recent reader of your work and I enjoy them so much! You’re an awesome writer! Some of your other asks have shown up on my dashboard and my opinion may be off so take it with a grain of salt.

As a fellow author who writes fan fiction, I understand not having the motivation or wanting to discontinue the story. Sometimes the asks and comments you get about upload times and when the new chapter is coming out can be annoying. As a reader I would be sad if I couldn’t continue to read your marvelous works, but it would be worse if you weren’t enjoying it either. As creators we’re doing this for free, and we sometimes get so caught up on wanting to please others we forget why we even write in the first place. It’s something I have to remind myself from time to time, and I’m not even as popular as you!

TL:DR As a fellow writer and reader, take your time and don’t worry about pleasing everyone. It’s your story at the end of the day, and your writing it for yourself above all. A story you write and enjoy writing is worth a hundred times more than a chapter we force you to write or you hate continuing. Don’t feel bad for not meeting our impossible standards and expectations . Just wanted to make sure you know it :)

That's incredibly kind of you. Thank you.

Been a people pleaser forever. It's hard to turn off.

It's been stressful at work lately too. We're terribly understaffed and working extra hours. I'm exhausted most days. I've had zero motivation to write recently. I sit down and just stare blankly at the screen. Scenes fill my mind all the time but then I sit down and ....nothing.

I'm shooting for next week to really get down to it.

[jobean12-blog]

Let's spread some positivity! Tag some of your fellow content creators here and let them know why they are absolutely amazing!❤️

Hi Anon! How lovely! YAY! Love to spread the good stuff! And there are just so many absolutely amazing creators on here! I'd like to dedicate my little blurb of appreciation to all of you, even if I missed your tag!

Thank you for sharing your creations with us and most importantly the pieces of you that you put into your work. It's beyond special to get even a small glimpse into your amazingly talented brains and I'm so appreciative always! It's the best kind of escape to disappear into the worlds you create through stories, moodboards, art, gifs, etc. It has helped me in so many ways and I could never properly thank you. Wishing you all a beautiful day and the best rest of the week! Always sending love, hugs and endless support! Keep kicking butt because you're awesome and you matter and I'm thankful for you! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

@biteofcherry @book-dragon-13 @bitchassbucky @boxofbonesfic @angrythingstarlight @darkficsyouneveraskedfor @dailyreverie @georgiapeach305132 @syntheticavenger @flordeamatista @navybrat817 @theycallmebecca @nomadicpixel @firefly-in-darkness @sgt-seabass @rookthorne @buckets-and-trees @vonalyn @geminixevans-stan @mrsmischief209 @vibraniumcollar @emerald-chaos @mellowsaturns @sexyprise @sagechanoafterdark @saiyanprincessswanie @tilltheendwilliwrite @sebbytrash @witchywithwhiskey @povlvr @poetic-fiasco @jupiter-soups @huffle-punk @toxic-seduction @holacia3 @goldylions

And so many more! ❤️🥰❤️