#not news. neon has another wip idea

[youssefguedira]

what if i made a bunch of carefully curated chapter playlists with a specific vibe including story progression for the silly little joenicky coffee shop au i daydream about while doing the dishes at work instead of writing the damn thing

[haza1ll]

animation for THE NEON VOIDD BABYYYY

this post is for @sugarpasteltmnt

‼️‼️MEGA YAPPING AHEAD PLEASE BEWARE‼️‼️

this might end up being really long and rambly and sappy but maybe not who knows.( it was) (and also featuring numerous spelling errors i am way too tired to fix and i am not re reading what i just wrote) SO. yknow how when chap idek..25(?) came out and i was all like “yeah so i made this animation for TNV and ill drop it when the fic ends” in your ask box? so. I FINISHED IT RAHHH. technically it has been finished since i sent that ask but ohhh my goodness did it need polishing. i haven’t animated in 4 years before that and omg it felt so good getting back into it but IDFK SOMETHING IS STILL NOT UP TO MY STANDARDS. i feel like i could have done so much more with it and i deffo wanted to but as soon as i told myself “oh yeah this is basically done” art block literally sucker punched me in the gut out of NOWHERE. I COULD NOT PICK UP MY I PAD. I COULD NOT DRAW. I WOULD STARE AT THE WIP ANIMATION AND BE UPSET BC I DDINT WANNA WORK ON IT AHH. that goes with saying. i kept having this thought in the back of my head “you need to finish it. you have a wip sitting. finish it. go do it. what are you doing are you STARTING ANOTHER PROJECT??? anddd yeah i got super distracted with other stuff and other projects and then i started spending my free time rewatching 2012 turtles and omg this summer has been a mess. i have all the free time in the world and i choose to be the least productive as possible with it even though i have a job that lets me literally sit on my phone and do whatever i want if no one is there. (i’ve brought my switch to work numerous times ☠️) what i was trying to get at is the fact that TNV has inspired a lot of the old me to come back and i lowk missed her. i really missed the point in all those words up there but im here now so whatever. BUT. TNV made me make a tumblr account, i got back in to animation AND digital art in general, got back into longfics that are ongoing, AND it also helped kickstart ideas for writing. i’ve got so many stories now!! you are such an inspirational person pastels i just- every time i read a new chapter of yours it made me wanna go get up and do something. i wanted to create something. because at the end of each chapter, i would think- “woah. a person out there just wrote this. they just sat down one day and committed. i wanna do that” so i did that. just huge thank you and shoutout to you pastel. like damn. idk no words from me here. just a bunch of platonic hugs and kisses and thankyouthankyouthsnkuou for this lovely heart wrenching but also sweet story. i love this fandom (tmnt) so SO much and i think it’s so awesome how interactive you are with your own personal NV fans. crazy how we’re all here because of a bunch of turtles. 

STUFF ABOUT THE ANIMATION:

okay i really like to talk and if you let me, i will run my mouth. this is the internet so im gonna do just that. so more words for you to read 😁. AHEM. so like i stated before in the genuinely scary mess of words up there, i haven’t touched animation in a while, like, 4 years a while. yes i’ve done digital art here and there along the years, i haven’t been doing it nearly as much as i need to to use some programs to their full potential. layers are still confusing, and don’t even get me started on multiply and all that jazz. shading never comes out right on digital for me, i gotta work that one out. so, for this animation, i decided to go with a very rough style. nothing needed to be perfect, i just wanted to live my little life of trying to experiment with a bunch of different things all at once in one short animatic. I wanted to do that little ball bounce thing all animation artists start with (i kinda included that with the key). i also wanted to have a go at lip sync (no hate it was my first time) and also timing the animation with the music. i wanted to see how smoothly i could move a figure in and out of and out of the screen as well, which honestly, i think that part might be my favorite. i think i did a good job, and thats what matters. the animation itself lost a bunch of quality on importing it- no clue how it happened but now the ending is grainy af. ignore that pls lol- but it was sitting in my flipaclip for god, i dont even know, 3 months now? i kept going back and forth on if i wanted to share it or not, so im throwing it to the wolves and i guess whatrver happrns happens and im good with that. yay. im actually rrwlly tired now sooo *leaves this absolute pile of words with a video attached at your feet and stumbles away quickly*

also i’ve genuinely never posted anything so i’m learning how to use tumblr too ☠️

[atonalginger]

WIP Wednesday

It is Wednesday and that means a sneak peek of a WIP is in order. I've got a lot of ideas backed up in my head, so what I've got is smaller and rough. Self doubts and all that have been playing merry hell on my ability to consistently sit down and write. I know that might seem odd, considering I've uploaded a handful of oneshots very recently, but I've been sitting on those for a while and just finally decided to offload them.

But we continue on and do our best because that's all anyone can ask for, right?

I'd like to tag @a-cosmic-elf @eridanidreams @staticpallour @aro-pancake and @lisa-and-shadow and anyone else who has something to share. No pressure to post, as always💖

My WIP this week is from the coming Rise of Libertatia series I've been kicking around for a while now. Yes, it's finally happening. Slowly and surely.

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Things were a mess. One would think someone like Delgado would be used to things falling to shit when he least wanted it to and yet there he was, pacing the floor of his office searching for a solution to the dead man in the middle of his front yard.

The farmhouse was supposed to be a quiet refuge for their growing family. A place for Sophie to play and Bella to raise her fancy chickens with their extravagant crests and dramatic plumage. Where the headaches and drama of stabilizing a criminal enterprise wouldn’t reach. A place where there definitely shouldn't be any dead men face down in the grass.

He just wanted a few months of peace. Bella had been on doctor ordered bed rest and it was everything Rokov and he could do to convince her to relax. Shinya and Jazz were the temporarily in charge of their still unnamed crew, under orders to only come to him if things took a complete nosedive. When Bella went into labor two nights before he even locked the property down to all but a very short list of guests and it was to remain that way until their family had fully adjusted to their newest member. Yet now that damn goon from Neon rested on the grass, feeding the dry soil his worthless blood.

The good news, if one squinted really hard at it, was that Fox witnessed the shooting and, as a ranger, could theoretically clear Delgado and Rokov as neither of them were the gunmen. The bad news was the dead man was Rodney Jenkins, one of Bayu’s personal guard, sent to the farmhouse by Bayu. Shot in the back of the head by another Bayu’s personal guard, Curtis Crawford. Why Curtis felt he needed to wait until they were on Delgado’s property, they still didn’t know. But the ranger was getting to the bottom of it with his deputy in the barn while Delgado and Rokov were forced to wait inside.

[mysticstarlightduck]

Character Introduction - Vesper Foxx

If you like this, please REBLOG! 💕

☆・・Aesthetic/Moodboard ・・☆

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☆ ・・About/General Info ・・☆

Possibly one of the most tragic characters in this series, Vesper is also the most lethal and infamous assassin in all nearby galaxies, having built her reputation by bringing a brutally bloody demise to those who threaten or harm innocents. She was once an innocent and kind-hearted young girl who would have never dreamed of hurting anyone - but when the Junction sent raiders to pillage and conquer her planet, everything Vesper ever knew came crashing down around her. Traumatized by having witnessed the brutal death of her older brother, Atherys, after losing sight of their mother in the chaos, Vesper couldn't move on and eventually left everything behind - including her younger sister and their cousin - to pursue a path of revenge, going as far as to 'upgrade' her mortal body to that of an indestructible cyborg over the years. She became the most feared woman alive, bringing destruction and horror to those who did the same to her. But deep down, despite all her anger and bitterness, Vesper still has the same heart of gold and loyal spirit as she had all those years ago, which becomes apparent after she - unexpectedly - finds herself caring for the crew of misfits she begrudgingly joined. And this time, she'll be able to do what she was helpless to in the past - and keep this newfound family safe.

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☆・・More Info ・・☆

Pronouns - She/Her

Age - 25

Current Role - Part of the main cast

Appearance - Vesper has short and straight black hair, meticulously cut into a stylish yet practical bob. Her skin is pale white, having a peculiar mix of the paper-white artificial skin of her new robot/cyborg parts and her natural grey skin tone. Due to her "upgraded" physique, she is unnaturally strong - much more than any regular human would be able to be - while looking jarringly (when considering her superhuman strength) petite. Vesper has sharp rows of teeth, like a shark, but her smile - which is an incredibly rare sight, since she has an infamously bad mood - is incredibly kind and soft. Her eyes were once pitch-black, but due to her cyborg implants, they now glow a bright neon blue, having the capability to zoom in on targets like a camera and - on rare occasions - connect to databases. Vesper is 5,2ft or around 159cm. Her outfits are typically dark, practical, and bulletproof, often in combinations of either dark grey, black, dark green, or just pearl white, depending on her mood, and her combat boots have motorized wheels on them that give her incredible speed.

Personality Types -

✶ Enneagram: 3w4

✶ MBTI: ISTJ

Occupation: Assassin, Killer for Hire, Vengeful Rebel

Species & Place of Birth: Biological - Melieth (alien), Artificial - Cyborg; Acaeth (rocky planet)

Sexuality: Straight

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☆・・Extras・・☆

✶ Character Playlist

Playlist Sneak Peek:

I'd Fall Again - MilkyyMelodies

Brother - Madds Buckley

Knives - Neoni, Savage Ga$p

Redemption - Besomorph, Coopex, RIELL

Fallout - UNSECRET, Neoni

Numb The Pain - Clarx, Anikdote, ...

And more!

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✶ Tags:

#wip supernova initiative #oc: vesper foxx

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Supernova Initiative Taglist (-/+): @ray-writes-n-shit, @sarandipitywrites, @lassiesandiego, @smol-feralgremlin, @kaylinalexanderbooks,

@saturnine-saturneight @diabolical-blue @oh-no-another-idea

@cakeinthevoid, @clairelsonao3, @sleepy-night-child

@thepeculiarbird

@the-golden-comet, @urnumber1star, @ominous-feychild, @anyablackwood, @amaiguri, @lyutenw, @finickyfelix

@elshells, @thecomfywriter

Let me know if you'd like to be added!

Source for moodboard pictures & music playlist: Pinterest & Spotify respectively

[rowanisawriter]

wip wednesday

thanks @theluckywizard for the tag!! this week i’m writing a mass effect au that literally no one asked for… i saw an edit of kaidan and garrus (my dream team) and remembered an old idea i had about a detective au with a straight edge kaidan and a gray area garrus working one of their old cases together again. it started as just a let’s see where this goes kinda thing but i quite like where it’s going so here is a snippet hidden under the cut—

tagging… @mightymizora @smoreofbabylon @chronurgy @master-gatherer @samseabxrn show me what you’re working on!!

The neon lights of Illium’s red light district cast everything in a bright glow but only deepens shadows. The backs of Kaidan’s eyes twinge as he squints down at his notepad, a warning of the migraine to come. He focuses on his handwriting, the light scribble of his shorthand, and imagines it written neatly on the paperwork he will fill out later:

Name: Caroline Whitehall

Race: Human

Occupation: Cocktail Waitress

Motivation:

He looks up from his notes, his pen between his index and middle finger, pressed against the callus he’s built over years of manual note taking. The informant is biting at her nails. The neon lights overhead fall flat on her face, no lines for the shadows to sink into. Young, fresh faced. He wonders what he looks like, thinking back to this morning when he looked in the mirror of the tiny bathroom on the shuttle from the Citadel and noticed several new wrinkles on his forehead.

“She said she wanted to leave Illium,” she says, leaning against the wall of the side alley by her place of work, a colorful bar whose demographic he has long aged out of. “She found an opportunity, some clinical trial that would pay for her ticket out of here. That was two weeks ago. I haven’t heard back from her since.”

Motivation: concerned for her friend.

“And did your friend give any details on this clinical trial?” he asks.

“Just a name, Dr. Heart. But I’ve looked through all the directories in the city and couldn’t find any Dr. Heart. That’s when I, uh. Called the cops.”

He flips back a few pages in his notepad. The list of victims isn’t long but the related witnesses all mention a Dr. Heart. It could be Saleon. It could be another butcher. The way the neon bounces off the pages of his notepad hits his eyes all wrong. He fights the urge to rub them, trying to maintain a little bit of professionalism.

“Anything else you think I should know?” he asks.

“Nothing I haven’t already told the other guy,” she replies.

He keeps his face impassive as he flips back to her page in his notepad. No mention of another officer speaking with her since she made the initial report.

“Other guy?” he repeats.

“Yeah. The turian.”

The neon light overhead flickers and shuts off, casting them in a cone of isolated darkness. He blinks, trying to focus on her in the sudden dark. She seems unfazed.

“Oh,” he says. “When did you speak with him?”

“Yesterday. Listen, do you need anything else from me? My break’s almost over.”

“No, that’s all. Thank you. We’ll be in touch if we need anything.”

She pushes off the wall and walks out into the illuminated street. He stays in the merciful dark under the broken light and squints down at his notes. His pen hovers over the page, barely touching the paper, but he isn’t sure what exactly he wants to write.

[sohkrates]

The Abyss Stares Back: My Work in Progress List

So @msmcnevertweet tagged me to share my work in progress list (wip) and I warn you I have the distinct good fortune to do this full time after decades of awful customer service work so I've been playing catch up these past few years:

ACTIVE DEVELOPMENT

There are games that I am working on, more or less, right now.

Nostalgia & Dragons 4th Edition. This is a game I'm making for a friend's bachelor party. It's a one-pager that seeks to replicate the experience of 4th ed. D&D with minimal rules and failing forward resolution.

RIG. Mecha souls-like solo game. Based on the Rune system. This is uh... gonna come out sooner than later.

Big Damn Heroes. Classic D&D shit with an irreverent take on western fantasy tropes. Inspired by Blades in the Dark and Slugblaster. (someone please suggest a better name for this I don't want it to be a fucking Joss Whedon quote but it's so perfect I can't think of anything)

Fealty. A collaboration with the incredible Galen Pejeau. Commoners in a monarch's court try desperately to steer the nation. Inspired by the novel Wolf Hall.

The 55. This is my #dungeon23 project. A cyberpunk megatower full of unique locations, corpo suits, and more.

Neon Black version 8.0. The next reincarnation of my cyberpunk forged in the dark game. I have a fairly comprehensive notes document that summarizes all the new changes. I pick at it every day. My goal is to have something that can be tested this fall.

INACTIVE DEVELOPMENT

These are games that have had a significant amount of work done. Some are playable prototypes, some are incomplete but are more than just notes, or at least have a lot more notes than other projects. Not being worked on right now due to time, lack of personal interest, etc.

Stiletto. Single player game set in the city of Doskvol. You play as people trying to survive by themselves trying to make money, dodge the Bluecoats, and their shady pasts. First playbook is playable, but it ballooned way out of scope and I got burnt out.

Kassandra King: Devil's Dice. Single player urban fantasy noir game. Set in the world of External Containment Bureau, and using the same system. This game has had several iterations and is mostly ready for testing. Play as a hardboiled paranormal private investigator trying to figure out why you made a deal with the devil.

Blade Wings. This one is just Band of Blades but in space. You have pilots and ships as distinct playbooks. Options for different campaign types (robots, zerg like aliens, etc.)

Working Stiffs. A redacted materials game about being corporate contractors in space. Inspired by cassette futurism, Alien, Deadspace, etc. Progress determined by how much money you make, light PVP elements.

Untitled PbtA Card Game. Another collaboration with Galen. This one is a year or two old but it still lives rent free in my head. I really wanna get back to it one day.

Glocknights. Over the top epic fantasy. Players wield cursed weapons, IRON, in order to defend the mortal realm from the tyrannical angels that seek to enforce their divine mandate. Started as a collaboration with some other designers but I don't think any of us have touched it in a while.

Die-Atonic. Every see an assassin pursuing their target through an upscale nightclub and thought it was kinda hot? Anyway start the music, take turns asking and answering questions that illustrate the scene, history, and pursuit of two people through a location. When the music ends, the climax begins. Do you die, kiss, or both?

Blood & Tears. Vampire forged in the dark game all about living long and being sad about it. 4 playbooks based on classic humours.

DEEP IDEATION

These are games that exist as just a few notes, one solid idea I like, or maybe a cover page if I got wild with it.

Where We Dropping? A battle royale RPG inspired by the Lumen system.

Alone RPG System. A rough idea for a game SRD that lets you have an interesting and unpredictable solo experience.

Extraordinary Renditions. Y'know how in Horizon Zero Dawn there's that awesome moment in the history of the game where the government is black-bagging people from all over the world in order to get the expertise necessary to save it? What if that was a 2 player RPG?

Prisoners of Light and Matter. Matrix style RPG using the redacted materials system.

Untitled Wargame. I got back into 40k and hated all the rules so I tried to make something simpler. Just enough to maybe test but it's pretty rough right now.

The Gild. What if the slick futuristic data collection and analysis system you see in the new Hitman games fell into the hands of a bunch of rabid socialists?

Fire in the Stars. Revolution and revolt in the alpha centauri system. Had a version that was kinda playable. Spent a lot of time on the fiction, less on the mechanics. If I did this again I might just use the Nasty Brutish and Long rules, that could be fun.

Modern Exiles Hack. You cannot go home again, Night in the Woods-ass RPG. A potential collab. with the incomparable Jex Thomas of Bump in the Dark fame.

Skyscrape/DNGNCRWL. Real basic dungeon crawler where you control a party of characters. Might be cyberpunk, might be fantasy. Don't know yet.

Realm & Write. A roll and write style RPG inspired by my time with Crusader Kings III.

Slugblaster Loot Tables. Literally thought of this yesterday, just a bunch of random loot tables for the Slugblaster RPG. Could be fun?

Ahem...

So yeah that's it.

I'm still settling in here and don't follow a whole lot of active folks in the TTRPG scene so I'm gonna tag @monsterfactoryfanfic cause I really wanna know what they are working on or what their lists look like, be it videos or games or whatever.

[cable-knit-sweater]

Thank you for the tag lovely @thisonesatellite & @musette22 !!!💛💛💛

Rules: Post the (first and) final line of your 10 most recently published fics. (Or as many as you have published.) You can either omit multi-chapter WIPs or include the last line of the most recent chapter (or several chapters). Up to you!

1. Tell Me I’m Your National Anthem

First: A date. Last: “I have a better idea.”

2. Till It Bleeds Daylight

First: The diner is one of those retro 50’s style diners, extremely kitschy from the tables and the cheesy neon signs to the plastic, colourful menus, from the uniforms the waitresses wear to the milkshakes and burgers they serve. Last: The sun sets, but they’re no longer in the dark.

3. Steady as the stars in the woods

First: Steve’s just getting some more drinks out of the fridge when Wanda walks in with some empty bottles. Last: “Family.”

4. Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo

First: He knew why he couldn’t be at the Globes with Sebastian, but that didn’t mean it didn’t suck. Last: He feels golden, just like that ring.

5. when I come home to you

First: It’s been 65 days since they freed Bucky from his last trigger words, 45 days since Steve left Wakanda and joined Sam, Nat and Wanda on another mission, 40 days since he realised he doesn’t want to fight anymore, 5 hours since their last mission ended. Last: Not when he has this.

6. Maybe I’m too busy (being yours)

First: The first days after New Year's Eve always feel a little strange. Last: “No, I found the answer.”

7. I’ve got a lot to pine about

First: Night shifts are far from his favorites. Last: Even if nothing went as planned, he has a feeling they’ll only get better from now on.

8. Countermoves (wip)

First: It’s impossible not to spot him, as much as he’s clearly trying to keep a low profile. Last: “Bye, Sebastian,” he says, and even if there was a moment there where Chris didn’t remember, Sebastian still thinks his name hasn’t ever sounded so sweet.

9. Red, White & Blue

First: For a long time after aliens descended on New York and Steve made his first public appearance after being found in the ice, he’d been able to keep the press off his back. Last: Only time will tell.

10. How About Love?

First: Bucky is not having a great™ day. Last: “Yeah Buck, ours.”

I think pretty much everyone I could think of has been tagged already so tagging whoever wants to do this! 💕💕💕

[asher-writes]

Writer year in review 2022!

Thank youu @oh-no-another-idea !

Total Number of Completed Works: 0

Total Number of WIPs Worked on This Year: ....5? Probably more.

WIPs Neglected This Year: 0

Fandoms I’ve Written In: My owns

Did You Write More Than You Thought You Would This Year, Less, Or About What You’d Expected?: About what I expected!

Did You Take Any Writing Risks This Year?: I started writing horror!

Do You Have Any Writing Goals For The New Year?: Not really, I have a lot on my plate this year so I'm trying not to ovrwhelm myself.

Biggest Disappointment: A lot of my novels have gone in very different directions than expected, but I don't necessarily think that's a disappointment. Sometimes it is a little sad though.

Biggest Surprise: Getting so atached to Fairweather that I made her an integral part of CS and wrote a whole one shot about her! That and the whole existence of Oak, Ash and Thorn.

Most Popular Story Of The Year: I think that at the moment it's Cardinal Sins...that's the one with the most people on the taglist.

What’s Your Own Favourite Story Of The Year?: I'm not sure! I definitely really enjoyed writing for Released, developing that into a fully fledged story has been so interesting and involved, I'm really enjoying i.

Story Of Mine Most Under-Appreciated By The Universe, In My Opinion: I'd say that if you ever have the chance to read any of my Released snippets or lore - I am so proud of that one. This novel has been such a delight to write! I've gotten to explore themes and ideas that I've never been able to before. It's opened up a whole new realm of storytelling for me, as both a writer and reader. Yeah, read some of Released!

Most Fun Story To Write: There is a Neon Glow one shot called "Forest Fires" which is about April and Ember and it's incredibly sad at some points, but includes some of the funniest dialogue and just...teenagers being teenagers (even as they move into their 20s, they're big kids with a lot of trauma, really). Yeah I really love writing AprilEmber, they get up to some shit.

Most Unintentional Story: Oak, Ash and Thorn! The whole thing was based on a music video I hallucinated to the song of the same name.

My Favourite Part Of Fandom This Year: I think this might be the first time I've not actively engaged with a fandom on tumblr. I've gotten to learn about lots of new things, topics, shows, though - so that!

@bloodlessheirbyjacques @careful-pyromancer @did-i-do-this-write and anyone else who wants to do it!

[perexcri]

THE NEON GENESIS EVANGELION FIC ??? 🤲🏽 asking so politely for more information bc i am so obsessed with this show

AHHH hello!! it's nice to have another nge fan in the ranks heheheh

first of all, since you like the show, i actually have one fic up already that's based on the last scene of end of evangelion, if you're looking for those sweet sweet evangelion vibes. it's 2k words and depressing, but what is nge if not uhhhh 2k words and depressing

ANYWAY: this wip has evangelion vibes but not in the "depressed teenagers being forced to fight extraterrestrials in giant robots to save the world" kind of way (though there's so much possibility there 👀). i'm drawing a lot of inspiration from the actual environment that evangelion is set in, so high sea levels, a kind of permanent summer, lots of ambient cicada noises around at all times...things like that!! the basic idea is that it's set in the 2200s in a future where climate change has really affected a lot of things and humans are still trying to adapt to it. one of the ways they've done that is by implementing mandatory service in research or fieldwork to study environmental changes and invent new ways of dealing with it, so, in this fic, Mike's still a writer and basically compiles scientific data and fits it all into articles, and Will's a cartographer. it's only gonna be a few chapters long, but the main issue at hand in it is the whole party is stationed at the same base of operations, but Will puts in for a transfer to a more dangerous part of the country, and Mike decides he wants to go on Will's last mission at their current base with him. and, for reference, most of this fic is going to be taking place near the gulf of mexico/mississippi river because i want them to be near lots of water where there's always a high chance for rain, lots of flooding, entire cities underwater...that kinda stuff. no indiana in this fic no siree

idk if that makes sense, and i feel like the nge reference is a little misleading (lol), but that show is my main source of inspiration for it!! i'm trying to draw on a lot of the themes in the show, and the hedgehog's dilemma that they talk about in one of the episodes is central to this fic :D

and since i'm already on a roll, i'll put the title here because it's my favorite title i've come up with for any fic, and tbh i'm determined to finish the fic just to get to use it: Hedgehogs Staying Warm: A Study on the Impossibility of Emotional Intimacy without Mutual Harm

sorry that's a lot, but i got excited heheheh. anyway, thanks for the ask, and, again, it's nice to have a fellow nge fan around :]

[allylikethecat]

1 (A&E fic), 12, 18, and 29 from the fan fic writer asks. btw ducklings was incredible this week omg - i can’t wait for more!!!

AHH Hello! 1) thank you so much for sending in this ask! I get so excited when people indulge me and play ask games with me - I think they're so much fun!! 2) oh my gosh thank you so much for reading and sharing your kind words 🥰 I'm so happy that you liked the new update!! Hopefully there won't be such a gap between updates moving forward! I think Fictional!Matty has earned back my trust and is no longer in a time out... ANYWAY thank you again for these questions! If anyone else wants to ask any the list can be found here 👀

1. Share a song that makes you think of [The A&E Fic]

Is it a cop out if I say Medicine by The 1975? Because I took the title for the fic (Rid Me of the Blues) from that song and also just in my mind the two heavily connected. I even bought that frightening neon traffic cone orange Medicine vinyl because I needed to own it for my A&E fic feels - and I am NOT a vinyl person (it also hasn’t come in the mail yet rip - and also I don’t even care that it appears to be horrifically orange and not amber - what I really wanted was the sleeve 😂)

12. Do you have a playlist for your current WIP(s)? Share it! Oooo, so, I don’t necessarily have a proper playlist (But if people ever wanted me to MAKE a playlist to go with a fic, that is something I could totally be down to do if there was interest… might just take a minute to collect the songs) HOWEVER I have been listening to the Fall Out Boy album Take This to Your Grave a lot recently while writing - the nostalgia is real and so is the Pete Wentz admiration the man is a poet. I also listen to a lot of The Chainsmokers while I write - I don’t have to think too hard about it and it’s great background noise. 

18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

I’ve always been pleased with this line from Rid Me of the Blue: He looked muted now, muted and small, like the printer was running out of ink. To the point where I have brought back the printer analogy in more than one fic because I am nothing if not down to recycle bits I like from one fic in another 😂

29.  Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut  from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a  random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.)

Here is the initial start of the most recent Make Way For Ducklings chapter before I decided I hated it and absolutely completed changed the direction of the chapter: “Here,” said Ross, sitting down next to Matty on the couch in the front lounge of the bus. “I got you a breakfast sandwich.”  “I’m not hungry,” said Matty, not looking up from his iPad, he had himself curled into the corner of the couch, wearing a loose white tank top and his favorite plaid blanket wrapped around his legs. He held the screen objectively too close to his face as he squinted to see the letters without his glasses, the device angled in such a way to prevent anyone else from reading over his shoulder, lest they see he had downloaded What to Expect When You’re Expecting. Chapter three had an entire section on why he shouldn’t be shoving cocaine into any bodily orifice and it was starting to make his palms sweat as he tried to remember if there had been any coke involved in his short lived relapse.  “You need to eat something,” said Ross stubbornly, holding out the breakfast sandwich. “I’m fine,” Matty said mulishly, refusing to meet Ross’s gaze, feeling uncomfortable with the way the other man was hovering over him as he read about all of the horrors occurring in his body. The smell of eggs and bacon wafted in his direction and his stomach rolled ominously. He had just read a section about developing anemia, and also about something called an incompetent cervix which he had swiped away from as quickly as possible, the anxiety rising in his throat, strangling him. 

Thank you so much for reading, your kind words about my writing and for sending in this ask!! I hope you continue to enjoy my work and I hope you have a fantastic rest of the week!

❤️Ally

[cup-noodle]

3, 5, 6, 8, 13, and 18 for the fanfic new year asks!

Alright let's go, thanks for the ask!! It got long so I put it under the cut

3. Do you anticipate writing for a new fandom this year? Which one?

Honestly, I probably will! I've only put out two fics and one original work so far, so there's a good chance of getting attacked by a fic idea for something else and writing it. Currently I've been back in the Top Gun: Maverick brainrot so it might be that!

5. Which WIP is first on your list to complete this year? Will you post a snippet?

You probably guessed this one but I'm hoping to wrap up Project Jade sometime this year (probably in summer), it's been the one I've been working on for over a year now. Although some shorter fics might happen before that if inspiration strikes. For a snippet, you can have this one from a later chapter:

Her eyes flitted over to the closet door. Inside, underneath her box of winter shoes, lay hidden the files. Had she known how much hell those pieces of paper would raise for them, she never would have opened her mouth in that hallway. Never.

They'd decided keeping the files close and secret was the best plan of action for the moment. They didn't know what else to do but hold on to them and wait until an opportunity to do some real damage presented itself - that's why they were waiting.

That's what Freya kept telling herself, anyways. That's and what she and Oscar had agreed on. But in truth, there was another thing at play. She knew what kind of power those files possessed, and she was scared shitless. They had seen first-hand the ramifications of interfering with the wrong people, and she wanted nothing more than to forget about it all. To stop worrying about who was going to drop dead next. But it couldn't be nearly that simple.

So she closed the notebook, threw a pillow onto the floor next to Oscar with his laptop, and took a seat. "Alright, what now?"

"You're the green chicken," he hurried to explain, pointing at the avatar of a neon green hen with a comically large knife in its beak. "You have the arrows to move, Q for attack, and- Hey, stop laughing! This is deadly serious," he chided, but she couldn't help but crack up too as they locked eyes. As far as distractions went, this would do just fine.

6. Which yet-to-be-started fic is first on your list?

Like I said I've been thinking about Top Gun: Maverick a lot and I've got a pretty detailed idea for a 5+1 fic about Mav and Rooster over the course of the kid's life. More specifically it's five moments when Mav has to parent Bradley after Goose's death and has no idea what he's doing, and then one time when he knows exactly what to do (at the end of the movie, unsurprisingly).

8. Is there a story idea in your mental vault that you’ve never been brave enough to try writing? Is this the year? Can you tell us about it?

At some point I'd really love to try writing something more dystopian or apocalyptic (or post-apocalyptic), I adore those kind of settings. I have some vague ideas but nothing concrete yet, and honestly I doubt anything's gonna happen this year cause I already have a big project on my hands. Hopefully sometime in the future though!

13. Aside from fanfic, are there any other fan works you’d like to try creating? Fanart, or fanvids, gifsets, or podfic? 

I occasionally do some drawing and fanart, so I'd love to do more of that if I have time. Learning how to draw people has been a pain in the ass but getting better at drawing characters is the current goal. Gotta do my blorbos justice.

18. Do you typically post multi-chapters as you write, or finish it all and then start posting? Would you like to change your posting method?

I've done one two-parter and one longer multi-chapter thing, and for both I did something in between. I like to have a fair amount written for the whole thing before posting anything, and then I write the missing bits and edit chapter by chapter as I go. It does result in pretty inconsistent posting but I'm a sucker for feedback and wanting to post it helps with motivation, so I'm sticking with it for the moment.

[lady-grace-pens]

Even the Night Breaks: A WIP Intro

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Genre:

New Adult | Contemporary Low Fantasy | Upmarket Fiction (probably)

Status:

Drafting

POV:

First person, present tense

CW:

Mental health is a large focus (depression), cursing, drinking, some smoking, some drug usage, and faint talk of religion (Christianity).

Themes and Tropes:

Mental Heath (as stated). The struggle of feeling lost, and not having a future. Vulnerability issues. A royal family who is very very dysfunctional, and vengeance (which are two completely unrelated things pssh totally). The once shattered bond of brothers being repaired. A found family of edgy early 20 somethings. Girlie with a dagger obsession. Polyamory (kind of.) Elemental magic and how it might battle with society and religion. Discovering and accepting what it’s like to truly, genuine love someone in a sense that far surpasses romance.

Vibes:

The faint smell of smoke and weed staining a shirt, covered up hastily by cheap cologne. A meticulously taken care of leather jacket. Nighttime, the rain, neon lights, and grins. Morning coffee and brunch. The woods. Autumn. A small town. Glares from strangers as you walk down the street. Nights at local bar, where you’ve spent so much time that you’ve befriended the owner. Late night talks. Heavy laughter. The pressing weight of the royal crown. A lonely apartment shrouded in darkness.

Setting:

A world like Earth, but what if people just randomly started getting born with elemental powers?

Plot:

For 20 year old Constantine Dodge, the eldest prince of Essledor, being king means death. Everything about it, from royal life itself, to the prospect of being the sole person responsible for the lives of millions of people. Above them all reigns the wretched idea of falling in line with his father, King Anon, either beloved or beloathed due to his handling of the Magikal Mutation Epidemic. Who knew forcing everyone who is suddenly developing elemental powers into arenas and making them fight each other to death under the guise of “scientific research” would be a controversial decision?

Simple to say, Constantine is far more content living with his best friends, Blake and Rebekah, in the little town of Dunsbrew. As much as he tries to shoulder his burdens alone, no card game, no woman’s bed, no bottle of alcohol can cleanse him from the topic of his questionable future, if he even has one. That fact becomes much more apparent when looking at his younger brother Teddy, who pines for the throne and flings himself into the role of prince, at the expense of a healthy relationship with his brother.

With the king creeping up in age, seeking retirement, the kingdom needs a secure heir now more than ever.

The next round of arena games is announced. King Anon himself has chosen to schedule the battles this season instead of the researchers. Last on the list are the two princes, being of elemental blood themselves, set to fight against each other in the grand finale. It becomes all too clear what the king is trying to do.

Perhaps this heir issue can be solved another way. This one, unexpected. If the brothers could sever the ties of their hate and unite against their father, they could forge a brighter future for all. But the price tag for doing so is steep. It requires much effort, and change on Constantine’s behalf. Could he have the strength he needs to pull himself out of his mental rut, and open up to those around him?

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Here it is! My next project. It feels much simpler than my previous one, though I don’t know if that’s because I haven’t started writing it yet or what. Though to be fair, htkag was very… ambitious. Lots of subplots and whatnot, character driven. No specific structure either. In comparison, this work is plot driven and has only one or two subplots. I’ve made sure to browse some structures for this one and I found one to match! I already feel like this plot line is tighter knit than htkag’s plot was, which is a necessary improvement. I really feel like I’ve got something that works here, and I hope that won’t change.

Also I’m so so sorry the plot description isn’t the best. I know it’s long and kinda vague. I did my best to put it into words without spoiling much. I hope the idea of the plot still gets across. It’s more of an interpersonal story than it seems. I’m going to update it when I come up with something better, like an actual synopsis.

I’ve also made this huge ass moodboard for the vibes of the entire piece.

So. As you can see, I’m very prepared.

I also have these big moodboards made for all the main characters. I’m not gonna introduce them here, I think they all deserve their own posts.

Honestly for some reason I can’t picture this getting much traction, but that’s alright with me. I’m mainly just introducing it so people can have an idea of what I’m working on next, so I can talk about it some. But if you do want to be added to a taglist, just let me know somehow, kay? Love y’all, hope you’re having a lovely day/night.

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(Just for clarification I don’t own any of the individual pictures, I just own the edits of them.)

[hoe-doroki]

ana’s bnha x reader masterlist

first updated 11.17.20 last updated 07.13.21 desktop version found here bkdk masterlist: desktop | mobile

fics [38] drabbles [13]

Thanks for dropping by! I want to note that I no longer write x reader and instead am writing bakudeku shipfic. So! By all means, read, like, comment on my fics here! But I can't recommend that you follow me unless you like bakudeku. Hope you enjoy your time here regardless! <3

legend:

character x character

Title w/ link | [rating] | word count | genre

Synopsis

ratings are bracketed: e.g. [g], [t], [m], [e]

[g] - appropriate for general audiences [t] - appropriate for audiences 13+ [m] - contains non-graphic adult themes [e] - explicit, 18+ readers only

🌸 = personal faves

characters x reader: no ship (1), aizawa (2), bakugou (12), endeavor (1), iida (2), kaminari (1), kirishima (4), midoriya (7), shinsou (2), todoroki (19)

Everything is in alphabetical order <3

no ship

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.6k | hurt/comfort

The results are in and your class is all with you as you process the results

aizawa x reader

Stress Relief | [e] | 3k | smut

There's a new regulation that forces you to take an extra class before you can graduate college. When you learn that Eraserhead is teaching the class, you’re a little more interested.

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.6k | hurt/comfort 

Aizawa reminds that you were prepared for this and, together, you can handle it.

bakugou x reader

Can’t Find My Breath | [e] | 4.2k | smut 🌸

At the beginning of the day, Ground Zero was just another hero you wrote articles about. Now it’s nighttime and you’ve just left a bar together. Companion to The Rest with No Sound

Christmas Cold | [g] | 1k | fluff

You and Katsuki manage to make it to your parents' house for the holidays, but you've come down with a little cold.

Doing Something Right | [e] | 1.8k | smut

You’re pregnant and happily enjoying domestic bliss when Katsuki comes in, unable to resist you.

Frustration | [e] | 3.1k | smut

request. After a long day of work, Katsuki comes home frustrated and you, suffering from a different kind of frustration yourself, know exactly what will help you both.

Gorgeous | [e] | 1.5k | smut, hurt/comfort

ask. When you have a negative response to Katsuki touching you in a moment of insecurity, he intends to do whatever he can to alleviate your fears.

version 1: petite reader

version 2: curvy reader

Magic | [e] | 2.2k | smut

request. Katsuki comes home early and catches you...taking care of yourself.

Miniskirts | [e] | 0.8k | smut 🌸

After a long day, Katsuki takes a shower and his thoughts turn to you.

On the Job | [e] | 4.5k | smut 🌸

Super human society has a secret. Aphrodisiac quirks aren’t just of porn and fantasy--they’re common and too often fall into the wrong hands. When heroes get hit, someone has to be able to activate the quirk’s release condition. If they’re single, who might that someone be?

You.

The Rest with No Sound | [t] | 8.5k | slow burn, fluff 🌸

Bakugou thinks that people who wake up not remembering where they are are idiots. This is confirmed when it happens to him, head aching from a night of drinking. Idiot. But when he looks over, and sees you there, he realizes he doesn’t remember anything. So he has to gather the scattered pieces from the day before to figure out exactly how he ended up with you. Companion to Can’t Find My Breath

Stay | [g] | 2.2k | hurt/comfort 🌸

ask. The last thing you want to do on a rough day is worry Bakugou with your problems. So you try to hide it. You should have known better.

Steamy | [e] | 2.7k | smut

request. You're a pro hero, rising in the ranks and, happy though he is for you, Katsuki's old jealousy begins to roil. After you've been paraded around all evening as one of Japan's finest, Katsuki finds himself feeling more than a little possessive, and can't help himself from taking you as his.

Steel and Lace | [e] | 3.8k | smut

The only one who manages to get Bakugou’s birthday right is you.

endeavor x reader

When the Smoke Clears | [e] | 17.4k | slow burn, smut

Soulmate AU. After his battle with Hawks against Hood, Endeavor wakes up in the hospital to find that a young doctor saved his life, their quirk being able to counteract the negative effects of his own. His first thought is that he has to talk to you–you might be able to fix the drawbacks of his quirk. His second thought is oh no, not again.

iida x reader

Broken Glass | [g] | 1.8k | fluff, mild comfort

request. In a quirk-related accident you find yourself surrounded by shattered glass. Worst of all, most of that glass is from every single pair of your boyfriend’s glasses.

Flotsam, Jetsam, Lagan, and Derelict | [g] | 1.5k | hurt/comfort

ask. Trying to hide a panic attack from your boyfriend isn’t easy when he’s right next to you. But you’re determined to suffer alone.

kaminari x reader

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.4k | hurt/comfort

You share your unsteady hope with Kaminari.

kirishima x reader

Silhouette | [e] | 1.8k | smut, hurt/comfort

ask.  Before a gala, you’re stuck in the mirror, caught on all your old body insecurities. Kiri comes in and loves you regardless.

version 1: petite reader

version 2: curvy reader

We’ll See | [g] | 6.3k | gen, light romance 🌸

demisexual!Reader. After a fateful meeting, you and Kirishima keep running into each other. And although he’s so nice, you fear the fact that he might be interested in you. Even though all you want is, for once, to let yourself be happy and maybe fall in love, you can’t seem to be able to.

What We Look For | [t] | 15.5 | slow burn

Last time, you and Kirishima became friends—nothing more, nothing less. The idea of being something more sounds nice. But you can’t. You just can’t. So you won’t. Whatever happens will be on your own terms. Sequel to We'll See

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.4k | hurt/comfort

Kirishima freaks out while you experience a numb calm. You meet in the middle.

midoriya x reader

Bad Days | [g] | 1.4k | hurt/comfort

Izuku helps you get out of bed.

Sunlight | [e] | 2.1k | smut 🌸

request. An early afternoon in bed with your husband, Izuku.

Surprised, Just Once | [e] | 5k | smut

request. You were planning on just another predictable night out with the girls. What you got was much, much more.

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.3k | hurt/comfort

Izuku holds you close while you watch the results.

Multiple unrelated oneshots with Deku with an s/o with an eating disorder | ask

Gratitude | [t] | 1.4k | hurt/comfort

After having been with Izuku a while, you’re suffering a relapse and he helps you through with some gratitude practices on date night.

Picnic | [t] | 1.8k | hurt/comfort

Izuku surprises you with a picnic on your second date, much to your horror.

A Start | [t] | 1.2k | hurt/comfort 🌸

You ask Izuku for help when you realize you need it.

Trust Yourself | [t] | 2.3k | hurt/comfort

Shortly after moving in together, Izuku learns of your struggles and tries his best to comfort and encourage you.

shinsou x reader

Passing the Night Stars | [g] | 3.2k | hurt/comfort

The party was neon and you needed darkness.

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.4k | hurt/comfort

Shinsou helps you prioritize yourself.

todoroki x reader

All Dressed Up | [e] | 4.6k | smut 🌸

quarantine fic. It’s been months since you’ve dressed up, felt pretty, and felt seen by anyone. Your husband’s birthday is a perfect excuse to get all dressed up. And then take it right off.

All the Wasted Time | [e] | 3.2k | smut, fluff

Three months ago, you’d been ripped from Shouto’s side with something less than a love confession, something more than a show of feelings. Now that you’re back, you’re eager to make up for lost time. Siberia sequel, First Snow prequel

Bad Days | [g] | 0.9k | hurt/comfort 🌸

Shouto comforts you when your demons arrive unexpectedly.

First Snow | [g] | 2.2k | fluff

A year after the events in Siberia, you and Shouto are happily together, and it’s the first snow of the year. Siberia and All the Wasted Time sequel

On the Job | [e] | 3.4k | smut 🌸

Super human society has a secret. Aphrodisiac quirks aren’t just of porn and fantasy--they’re common and too often fall into the wrong hands. When heroes get hit, someone has to be able to activate the quirk’s release condition. If they’re single, who might that someone be?

You. Sequel to On the Job (Bakugou); can be read alone

Siberia | [e] | 13.8k | pining/angst, smut, fluff 🌸

On the field, you and Todoroki are rising stars amongst hero pairings. Off the field…you’re kind of in love with him. After a successful capture, you’re boss brings you in to let you know you’re being sent on assignment in foreign country…alone. Before you leave, you have to act. You’re not partners anymore, after all. And with a little liquid courage you do. Then, the next morning, you still have to leave. All the Wasted Time and First Snow prequel.

Worth it | [t] | 0.3k | gen

The morning after with your boyfriend, Shouto.

2021 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.5k | hurt/comfort

The stress of election day comes back swiftly during the Georgia runoff and Todoroki’s quick to notice.

all works below are within the world of the a spare heart series:

A series about a fem, American reader who had to transfer to U.A. partway through second year. You’re there to become a hero, that much is obvious, but why else did you come? And, more importantly, what—or who—makes you stay?

timeline

may, year two:

- reader finishes junior year of American high school early

- reader transfers to u.a. from the united states

The Meeting | [g] | 0.1k | gen

Reader meets Tokoyami for the first time. Sequel to first impressions from my wip list

Hollow Victory | [g] | 9.6k | gen, action

chapter 1 | chapter 2

You transferred to U.A. from America two weeks ago. No one has found out your quirk yet. Today, they’re going be meeting it head on and you have the advantage: surprise.

june, year two:

Illiterate | [g] | 2.1k | fluff, comfort

Being unable to read Japanese makes you feel so stupid. And who comes into the common room after midnight just as you’re about to cry? The boy who hasn’t spoken to you in three weeks.

sequels

The Offering | [g] | 0.4k | fluff, gen.

The Mission (Shouto POV) | [g] | 0.3k | fluff, gen., silly

september, year two:

Impetus | [g] | 2.1k | friendship

Ever since Shinsou found out what your quirk was, the two of you have been each other’s best friends and confidantes. But when he turns a casual training session into a tease over your supposed crush on someone in your class, that trust might just break.

january, year two:

This Clock Never Seemed So Alive | [g] | 1.2k | fluff, comfort

You and your boyfriend, Shouto, always walk to class together, but today you haven’t yet left your dorm. When he checks on you, he finds you awake, but curled on your side, suffering from period cramps.

sequels

The Questions (drabble) | [g] | 0.1k | gen.

The Sweetness (double drabble) | [g] | 0.2k | fluff, comfort

february, year three:

Between Fear and Guilt | [t] | 2.5k | light angst, comfort

You and Shouto only started being intimate a couple months back, but you’re already experiencing a dry spell. Today you’re going to figure out what’s up with your boyfriend once and for all.

fifteen years after graduation

Something Perfect | [e] | 3.7k | smut, fluff

After years of questioning if Shouto would ever want children, he’s finally decided that he really does. Overjoyed, the two of you decide to get started.

[sarasa-cat]

I have so many questions for these WIPs! I hope you don't mind multiple.

EtLM: 2, 8.

MHiG: 12, 15.

NCB: 1, 19

These are all soooo good and two of the responses are becoming LONG. ahaha. So, I'm answering in three separate posts as to not hold things up.

First! NCB:

Night City Blue (Cyberpunk2077: fem!V/Goro Takemura, Viktor Vector, Johnny Silverhand, cast)

1. Share a short summary of this WIP plus an estimate of how long the WIP will be?

It’s hard to say who fucked up the worst during the heist at Konpeki Plaza. Maybe that’s why V hesitates to delete Goro Takemura’s number from her phone. At least V has experience being on Arasaka’s shit list. Takemura’s sudden fall from grace is all new for him. And this is the City of Dreams after all. Nightmares lurk in dingy doorsteps, waiting to camp out in the back alleys of your mind. Rather than fight night after night of neon bathed insomnia, V waits until morning to catch a wink of sleep. And when night comes again? Goro always answers V call on the second ring.

A series of late night missing scenes wandering the city streets in search of a bite to eat. Slow-burn frienemies to something rather awkward each time ex-corpo V’s persistant third wheel shows up and expresses his disgust. As far as Johnny Silverhand is concerned, V is purposefully trying to screw with him every time she hangs out with Arasaka’s ex-bodyguard, Goro fucking Takemura. She’s even introduced Arasaka’s old lapdog to ripperdoc Vik. Fucking hell. Now the grumpy old windbag hangs out there, just around the corner for V’s shitty apartment.

Length???? Multi-chapter. No idea how long.

19. Are you trying something new in this WIP? Talk about it!

Perhaps? Or maybe it is a variation on the kinds of fic I wrote for another fandom long ago? Idk?

The idea for the story is 99% vibe and atmosphere and 1% trope-as-stand-in-for-plot. The big challenge is creating enough variation, interest, and Night City weirdness in each chapter to keep the story interesting and a little bit surreal while playing with the atmospheric feeling of a city that never sleeps, and the late night radio DJ spinning classic jazz songs from the prior century, stopping in to visit Viktor, and texting or calling this grumpy middle-aged fish-out-of-water who is terribly picky about Night City’s food. And food. Lots of food. Terrible food. Amazing food. Sometimes Goro even cooks. Oh, yeah, and Johnny’s nonsense.

I’ll call it a success if I manage to make everything feel like a half-completed thought and a half-revealed emotion. I think that I vaguely have in mind a few authors who capture pieces of the sort of vibe I’m thinking of, but this story *needs* to have the vocabulary and voice of Cyberpunk’s world, so there’s that challenge too — a bit of a pulpy feel needs to be there with a tip of the hat to the sound of ‘80s cyberpunk fiction.

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I'll post the other two in a little bit. :D

Also: WIP MEME open all week for asks! (the wips are in the tags of that post)

[barnesandco]

AYESHA!! Can I request, "their entire body freezing for a second when their love kisses them?" For any character you feel inspired to write for!

The Pay Off

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: brief mention of therapy and allusions to Bucky’s recovery after Hydra.

A/N: This.. got wildly out of hand.... and really, really wordy. I love these prompts and I want to write all of them while my WIPs stare at me feeling betrayed.

Like sunshine honey, the woman who has been sitting two seats down from Bucky at the library for the past four months, with a smile the ambience of New York dawn aimed unguarded at the book in your lap. He’s spoken a grand total of 37 sentences to you in that time, each one laden with the weight of this new existence he is carving out for himself, softly, a breakfast knife through butter. Every interaction with you -- every stolen glimpse up from his own space magazine -- leaves his throat parched but prickling with that sensitive heat that makes him want to thirst more. Like the tingle of salt after ocean water. 

Wetting his lips, he tries to refocus on the page in front of him. It details the scientific contributions of the Hubble Space Telescope, with a colorful side-box about the Nancy Grace Roman, who pioneered the notions of sending telescopes into space to unearth its secrets. The magazine is one from a neat stack to his right, a treasure of information he gathered to go through when he arrived today, but he isn’t making the amount of progress to finish reading by closing time.

Every Avenger has made a comment on getting a library card, to no avail. Sam’s information, Steve’s offer to do it in Bucky’s stead, Natasha’s suggestions of giving a fake name, and Wanda’s kind offer to come with him if he doesn’t want to do it alone, along with Tony’s centenarian-themed jokes and Shuri’s gift of a Kindle containing every book she could buy, have all been politely refused and tolerated in turn. Initially, it was because he likes it at the library. It’s the quietest place he has, and is coming to claim as another safe space. An escape. Now, however, there is a new variable he does not want to introduce to the team.

The woman who sits two seats down from him. You come her every afternoon, a book bag in one hand and a gigantic tote full of Lord-knows-what in the other, both dumped on the table before you go to find a book. He’s close enough to smell watermelons and strawberries, pink, sweet-summer things, reminders of a blueberry sky and sugary lemonade, memories he doesn’t remember having but can taste in the heavy air between them. It had taken him two weeks to discover that the scents were coming from the markers that he saw peeking out from the tote, stationary behaving the same way certain books do, enabling him to live a life he has never had.

Your life is a mystery to him, but he guesses at it, reading you. A rainbow of stray marker lines litters your hands almost perpetually, coming alive when they move rapidly as you check books, sometimes chuckling softly at a particular sentence. Once, he caught a Cheese Whiz stain on your cable-knit cuff, and at another occasion, saw you. Bucky is often overcome by the feeling of sonder at the realization that the clues he is gluing together make for a complex life, a marvel of an individual. There is guilt too, for his curiosity. But your eyes, even looking down, are captivating, and he is too far gone to stop. 

The idea of asking you out, of engaging in conversation beyond the moments of stranger familiarity, scares him still. Last time you spoke was when you laughed aloud at the set of examples one particular student had given for an assignment on sensory details. Zachary, age 11, had written that cow poop was a smell he did not like, sending his library companion into brilliant, bubbling laughs that you cut off too soon when you remembered where you were. At that point, you had looked around to see if anyone noticed, and spotting him, offered an apology he had rejected, on the condition that you share the joke. And you did.

But initiating the moment takes something more than what he has right now. His hands, mismatched and cold from the table, empty and longing, shut the magazine.

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The courage arrives on a Thursday. An ordinary day, by all accounts, only Bucky is on his fourth week of actual therapy, and got to the library through the subway, instead of Steve’s motorbike. Small victories fill his chest.

Only, you aren’t there when he gets in, and he panics. Fear and disappointment wrestle for a spot in his belly, claiming a tie in knots and weights, as he paces through the aisles of shelves in what he hopes is an unsuspicious speed. Giving up hope, he’s returning to his seat, head bowed, dismayed, when something collides against his side.

It’s you. A hurricane of movement with a slushie in one hand, your eyes also on the floor, and you crash against him with a shriek too late to save either of you. The slushie, cold and blue, spills out and lands on both of you, as you tumble, hands on Bucky’s elbows while his are on yours as he pulls you down, and you land in a heap of ice-water and sticky saccharine snow, a warm weight on top of him.

The library goes silent, for a breath, and then, when the shock lifts, two librarians come rushing from around some hidden corners, by which time you and Bucky have composed yourselves enough to stand and start to apologize profusely in cut-off sentences and shaky stutters. The slush is sinking through his clothes but there is a flush in his cheeks, and somehow, looking at your beautiful face, he has never been warmer.

When the slushie has been cleaned up with rags -- his hand is starting to shiver -- he stands with more sorry on his tongue, but you say, with a grin, “I guess you really fell for me, huh?”

The quip is surprising, but he laughs. Looks between your now-blue blouse and his inky t-shirt, and makes the leap. “Maybe I can get you another drink to make up for it.” And the pleased shock on your mouth, lips parted slightly and breath still recovering, is worth every step and fall it took to get to that one line.

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It goes well. He won’t call it a date, in spite of everyone else’s juvenile cooing and teasing when he leaves the Compound on a Saturday evening in his car. It’s a 70s Mustang, body the color of his old Commandos coat, and the interior a shiny black lined with golden stitching and accents. Royal and his very own. Turning towards the neighborhood you live in, he recalls the months it took to restore the damn thing, the last weeks of which were spent practically living in the garage, breathing on the anticipation of this monstrous achievement.

Queens is neon lights and family-owned delis, the scent of tacos mingling with that of curries, and there’s a different language in each window front. You said you lived in an apartment a couple of stories above a Vietnamese bar. 

You’re exiting just as he gets out of the car, and it takes a moment to catch his breath. In jeans and a silk shirt, you are the sun, and he cannot wait to get to revel in your warmth for at least one evening. 

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It goes well. With the exception of nerves he can’t rid himself of but rather ignores, everything is perfect. You had enjoyed his handmade picnic in Central Park, and his disgruntled commentary on how things used to be when you got stuck in traffic on the way back. His imitations of Steve and Tony had you in stitches, after which you had fed him Doritos from a packet he did not know was in the glove-box. 

Smooth sailing, soft as cream and just as gentle, the night, until you get back. It is late, and the lights are starting to flicker out of shop windows, and you go a little bit quiet, discontinuing the steady stream of chatter you have been maintaining with him. 

Something is in the air. Something sparking with promise. It hushes your voices and tightens his throat and has his hand trembling when he opens his door and then yours to let you own. You stand in the pale glow of the corner streetlamp, and his hands are in his pockets like he’s sixteen again, wanting to kiss a girl but unsure how to go about it.

Fortunately for him, you’re not a girl. You’re a woman. Made from electric fire and whatever strength that holds the cotton clouds in the sky, luminous and wondrous. 

“I know that was a bit more than a drink, so thank you for agreeing to this,” he says, meeting your eyes.

Your finger is tracing the face of your watch absently as you smile at him. “I had a great time.”

“Really?” Bucky blurts out, and then hurries to suspend the disbelief.

The answer you give him has his heart doing somersaults. “Yeah. I’d actually love to do this again if you feel the same.”

“Of course. Yes, obviously.” He puts a brake on his train of speech, explains as he walks a little closer to you, close enough to count your eyelashes. “I’m sorry, I haven’t been on a date in 80 years, and I’m a little rusty, but--”

Like the event that started it all, your first kiss is a crash. You lean up slowly and he has time to stop you but he doesn’t. He lets you kiss him and freezes, from head to toe, upon the feeling of your soft lips. Stopping within seconds, you lean back, sheepish, ready to back away and run, he’s certain. His head clears, he thinks a little straighter. 

“Sorry, will you let me try that again?” He asks, clearing his throat, and you lift your hand to hold his. 

The warmth of your hold envelopes the back of his human hand, and twists your grip so your fingers are intertwined, so much more surface area to gain heat and the motivation to seek further touch from. “If you stop saying sorry, sure.”

He closes his eyes before you do, and this time, the meeting of your lips is soft. A kiss, not a crash, an elegant collision of mouths and shared wants. In a few breaths of movement, as your other hand rises to his hair and his holds your waist, you come closer, and Bucky grows breathless. The kiss lasts for what feels like minutes too long and hours too short at the same exact time, as you break away with a gasp for air that has pride blooming under his sternum. 

Eyes shining, he hopes he’ll get to do that again. As you kiss his cheek and turn to your door, he looks forward to sitting two seats closer to you on Monday.

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im definitely not ripping off my friend by making a list of au ideas i have no siree //gonna slap this under a readmore cause i. well i say a lot. all of the time. i tried so hard to format this Good but tumblr fucked me up i am so sorry

so first-off i know i already have one WIP AU (Auckland) on ao3 so i wont talk about That one cause like. spoilers. i actualyl have it like 80% created so its likely gonna truly get finished for once and i dont wanna ruin shit

the other one ive posted about is something me and ben (catgirlrepublic) have worked on together its not at all close to done or anything but it's. a fun little crossover. Between jdate and my fuckinuhm. Original characters story “Untitled Villains Project”. the sketches of the comic version ive started is actually my pinned post 👉👈 its like the first chunk of the story, i think half of part 1? yea.

Tldr john fucking Somehow is able t oget into contact with a certain curious scientist from another reality who’d just love to study the Soy Sauce, most certainly not for her own nefarious purposes

John and Dave meet up with the scientist, her name is Boss, and her lab assistant, Toxic, and after a bit of a preliminary Vibe Check where john determines her trustworthy (which Dave doesnt agree with,) the two agree to be taken to the world UVP is set in. from there they stay in Boss’s lab (big old fucking abandoned military lab). John and Toxic are fast friends due to mutual love-of-chaos. John n Dave get to fuckin, camp out on an air mattress.

The day after they arrive, the two get split up, not exactly intentionally; big plot points of UVP are liek. Fueled by Boss sending Toxic to go fetch her “research materials,” which are usually important artifacts

Fuckin side note i guess i have to explain my dumb bullshit: Boss’s, uh, field of expertise so to speak is actually fckin, basically the scientific study of magic and superpowers n shit like that. This shit’s all real in that world. Toxic’s got fuckin superpowers, so do 4 other main characters, whatever. It’s got a bit to do with spirituality, iss Boss’s hypothesis. So she has Toxic fetch important artifacts that might have “energies” to them. The thing is actually way more fuckin complictated than that, this is just Boss’s initial hypothesis.

Motherfucking anyways. So Boss gives Toxic a job to do, and John get excited about how Cool that sounds, and ends up going with Toxic, leaving Boss and Dave alone. Neither is thrilled about this. But Dave and Boss get to have a bit of conversation (while Toxic and John are off bonding and having a good time) and come to a… mutual grudging understanding of some kind. They still dont like each other though lmao

Theres gonna be deeper shit going on but we havent sorted it out yet/tbh havent like Written For It in a while but i still like thinking about it a lot lol

Also pretty sure our endgame is john and dave steal toxic and bring them back with em lmao boss is kind of not nice and toxic would most certainly be better off in Undisclosed. Actually theyd fucking love it. Theyd become a local cryptid im sure. Undisclosed’s mothman is a teleporting spike baby.

I have. Another crossover AU that i might. Post something about for halloween? Maybe? If i have it finished?

Crosses over into, you guessed it, another one of my original-character projects. God, am i vain or something?

I promise this is just because i think blue and dave should get to team up to beat up some monsters

Quick briefing on my fuckinuh. Original character story, this one doesnt have a name (yet? Idk lol my work never actually goes anywhere sso who gives a shit). It centers around two grim reapers, Red (26, bi woman) and Blue (22, aroace agender asshole). In this reality or whatever, grim reapers function kind of like low-level office workers. They get told who’s going to die + when by some middle-management types, and upper management only involve themselves when punishment needs to be doled out. These Higher-Ups can be seen as analogous to Korrok; they’re decidedly not human, never were, and fucking terrifyingly powerful. Additionally, grim reapers are sort of .. designed to be “background noise” people. In reality theyre supernatural beings and, uh, look Real Fuckin Weird (the whole deal has a neon aesthetic im terrible at drawing uwu) but most humans just perceive them like extras in a movie. A body’s there but the camera’s not focused on it.

To the narrative: the shit starts when Red n Blue get relocated to Undisclosed. Relocation is something that just happens every now and then to reapers; they usually work in teams, but they get split up into different cities to avoid any strong bonds forming (a counter-union strategy from the Higher-Ups).

Red, Blue, John and Dave end up running into each other for the first time in a McDonalds where John n Dave are getting some 4am “hey, we just survived another horrific monster fight” celebration burgers. John and Dave are the only two people who can see how… strange Red and Blue are. Nobody else notices.

John unintentionally pisses Blue off, leading to Blue whacking him upside the head with a dildo bat. They all four get kicked out of McDonald’s. Dave and Red both are less than thrilled

Blue and John end up resolving their differences, somehow. Red and Dave briefly bond over their dumbass best friends being, well, dumbasses. They all part ways amicably.

somehow-or-other (idk yet) they end up running into each other a few more times, and eventually john invites them over to his place, and the four (plus Amy now!) get to know each other a little better

while there, Blue gets a text about some guy who's gonna die and John offers to drive them to where that's gonna go down. they take him up on the offer and get to have a bit of one-on-one conversation

after that ordeal though Blue has had Enough of people and bails, leaving John to head home alone

theres a sort of mirror-development going on with the five of em. Red, John, and Amy would all like everyone to get along, though theyre a bit tentative about it (John moreso than the other two, actually, jsut cause. well Red n Blue could still be Sauce Monsters). Dave and Blue on the other hand do Not like people enough for this shit, and Dave's not unconvinced theyre Sauce Monsters. he will not trust them until proven he should

the story's kinda nebulous but i got an idea for some Shit going down that involves both Sauce Monsters and also the Higher-Ups to have some fuckin absolute chaos go down.

Oops! All Trans

Everybody is transgender. Everyone

Ive actually workshopped this one both with ben (catgirlrepublic) and ghost (ghost-wannabe) lmao its a fun lil concept ive had from the get-go cause i mean. What’s an internet tran gonna do other than hit all their favourite media with the Everyone’s Trans beam

Dave transitioned post-high school and faked his death for it. People go missing in Undisclosed all the damned time, after all. He moved to the next city over, transitioned fully, then came back as a completely new man. Yes i know this doesnt exactly fit with the “everyone knows David from high school” thing alright, hush.

Anytime anyone brings up John’s old best friend (pre-transition Dave) John throws an entire fit like an overdramatic grieving widow. Full-on sobbing “why would you bring her up?! I miss her so much—” to the point that people just stop bringing up because Jesus Christ That Sure Is Uncomfortable KJHGFDS.

This is a scheme he and Dave came up with prior to Dave leaving, though Dave hadnt exactly anticipated John putting on this much of a performance about it— but it’s stopped Dave from ever having tto hear his deadname again, so hey.

Amy transitioned sometime in middle school/early high school. Her family was super supportive and loved her a ton and most people just know her as Amy. she was super shy her whole life really so. Yeah. people just dont think to bring it up lmao also i Feel Like big jim would absolutely wallop anyone who gave her trouble of any kind

John’s nonbinary (genderfluid specifically) and not exactly Interested in transitioning ? like hes fine with how he is. mostly.

he came out to Dave in high school but hes not out to anyone else exactly. Maybe his bandmates. Probably any other trans person in Undisclosed knows, too, cause theyre safe to tell lmao. Johns mostly a “he/him out of convenience” kinda nb who’s cool with any pronouns but does prefer they/them most. Dave and Amy use they/them when the trio are alone

Also this is a totally self-indulgent caveat that i think would be great, Dave’s actually agender but because he's transmasc and transitioned when he thought there were really only two options, and being Boy at least felt less weird than being Girl, he just kind of assumed he was a dude. It’s only through a lot of (like fucking years and years hes probably in his 30s/40s when he puts 2 and 2 together on this one) talks about gender with John that he realizes he actually feels like No Gender. Masc aesthetic with none gender.

I Just Think It’d Be Neat Is All Okay

Also Amy came out to Dave about being trans early on in them seeing each other and his response was to get very nervous before blurting out “me too” and then just being too embarrassed to talk about it for the rest of the day. Hes got a lot of hangups on talking about it actually it takes years for him to get comfortable in that

by contrast when Amy comes out to John about it his response is to yell ���EYYY ME TOO” and give her a big ol hug lmao

I think itd be neatt if Amy ran a like. Transfem help/advice blog on tumblr. Kind of helped-with by John who can give her transfem nb insight for certain asks. I also just think that would be neat.

Cowboy AU - i put this one last cause its got drawings to it actually. Theyll be at the bottom

Basically just. Hey you ever watched a western. I think they look neat

This is another one me n ben have come up with lol

The soy sauce and all that shit still exist, im not sure where korrok fits in yet but ill figure it out

Theres no real like solid narrative yet ? but heres the barebones of everybody’s arcs.

John

Johns an absolute troublemaker, Of Course. Hes wanted in several towns for absolutely stupid shit. Hes a loner who shows up, causes chaos, gets drunk, does some drugs, runs away if people get too mad at him

He definitely had the same kind of deal with the soy sauce as in canon— he was at some kind of party, somebody offered it, he took it cause why the fuck wouldnt he, now he can see monsters and shit

Hes kind of a mooch also. Like. dont let him stay in your barn man he’ll never fucking leave and drink all your booze.

He runs into Dave when they happen to just, cross paths in the same town. the bullshit John stirs up ends up involving Dave in a way that makes it seem like it's his fault too, and they both get run out of town

after that he just tags along after Dave. hes decided this guy's Cool he wants to stick around. Dave is pissed at first, but not enough to shoot him or anything, and eventually, John grows on him

Dave

Dave also is a loner but unlike John hes simply so fucking awkward and bad with people. He doesnt feel like he belongs anywhere so he just travels

He’s the stereotypical Lone Ranger tbh. He wanders from town to town, solving their problems, though hed deny its out of any moral obligation (it kinda is, a little bit, tbh. He does like feeling useful). He shows up, fixes things, leaves. He's kind of a legend but most people think he's hiding something dark. other people jsut know him as that guy who farted real loud in the middle of the saloon and promptly skipped town out of sheer embarrassment. you know how it goes with Dave

He ends up involved with the Soy Sauce when a snake (not Actually a snake,) bites him. The snake’s more like the wig-monsters, really. Anyway, it injects him with the soy sauce, he fucking trips balls in the middle of the desert, he can see monsters now

He runs into John and shit goes tits-up, as said, but they become traveling buddies after that. he'd never say so, but he's glad for the company, actually. it's nice. hes not used to companionship but he feels a strange kind of easiness hanging out with John....

not sure how the Monster Dave concept will like fit in to this reality but like. trust me i want it in here. I'll Figure It Out.

Amy

Amy’s been living in a town John and Dave end up passing through and she is very curious about these two new Handsome Strangers who claim to fight monsters and just kinda. Persistently tags along til they let her join for real

Her family’s all dead, unfortunately, just like in canon, and she’s been living alone for a few years before meeting John n Dave. she had nothing left in that town to stay for, she'd been fantasizing about escaping on wild adventures for a long time and this felt a little like a dream come true. (Dave still gives her a spiel about how Difficult it is, but really, her fantasies were pretty grounded-in-reality already. i jsut think thats how she is, yknow?)

Shes the first person to react to the whole “we see monsters” shit with a kind of “oh, okay. neat” kind of response lmao

John and Dave fix whatever the fuck is up with her town (maybe that’s where the Korrok shit can fit, who knows) and Amy ends up being integral to that. After, she insists they take her with them because “they need her now” and Dave just cant really say no. John too is very much "the more the merrier!" and hes actually glad to have another person along he loves people lmao

At the start she has long hair but after she joins them she chops it short with a knife for convenience

also she still is an amputee. justt. idk. it was a wagon/stagecoach accident rather than a car accident lmao. just to clarify since i hadnt mentioned it, i wouldnt rob her of her ghost hand or yknow. all of the significance to her character that Missing A Hand has. although also now im going to have to research what was used as painkillers way-back-when, but im betting shes still got, like, her pain pills, they probably had those, maybe i wouldnt have to try too hard there. old timey medicine could be WACK though,

Shitload

Yeah hes in tthis shit mostly cause i liked designing his cowboy self lmao

Hes a kid (like 16, 17, technically i think in those days that was more Young Man than Kid but whatever. Hes Young i mean.) who got possessed by the Worms out in the desert and, by his family’s perception, just went missing!

Hes also a wanderer, but he ended up at the same town john and dave met in, at that same time, and starts following them after, already aware of who/what they are.

He keeps his face covered 24/7. actually he covers a Majority of his self for reasons. kinda want him to be a slightly more horrifying Worm Entity rather than human idk,

I kinda dont have much for this boy yet sorry Shitload

images !

with some editing notes for me cause im doing a very specific aesthetic with this lmao. i might change some lil details/colours though ...... idk

im also kinda 🤔 about shitload's colour palette. i want things assoicated w the sauce to be black'n'red predominantly but i think his palette might mirror dave's too closely. also im working on a korrok design i jsut am too busy to draw it now