#now a ship tag I haven't used in forever

[ase-trollplays]

To the Sea (Part two)

Maeron casually stepped out of the bathroom, steam and moisture pouring out of the open door, and stopped short when she noticed her moirail, Cavler, waiting for her.

"Pardon my interruption, Miss, but you missed several calls while you were showering. I also wish to inform you dinner is almost done. I prepared chicken almondine," he informed her. She adjusted her towel slightly and gave him a soft hug.

"Thank you for letting me know. I won't be long," she said and continued onward to her bedroom. Rather than get dressed right away, she walked to the nightstand where her palmhusk was charging to check her missed calls. To her shock, there were eight of them, all from Sonja. With a groan and a roll of her eyes, she grudgingly hit the callback button. Only his Comedy side would be this annoyingly adamant even after she ended her friendship with him. The phone only rang once before he picked up.

"Listen here, I told you we are not friends. I don't entertain abusers and liars," she started with an annoyed hiss in her tone.

"Wrong one," came the voice on the other end sounding completely and utterly defeated. Maeron blinked in surprise as Sonja's Tragedy personality wasn't the type to spam call, not even in emergencies. "May I request your presence. I... I need someone."

"Well, I have plans tonight. Can't you call Sefalo? You sound terrible, and--" The sound of Sonja's breath hitching followed by a pained sob on the other end caused Maeron to stop dead in her tracks.

"Please."

"Messiahs... I'll be right there," Maeron answered, and with that he thanked her and hung up. She couldn't throw on her clothes and apply her face paint fast enough. She tied her still damp hair in a ponytail, grabbed her palmhusk, and started hurrying toward the front door.

"Miss, is everything all right?" Cavler asked from the kitchen after hearing her rushing through the hive.

"I'm sorry, Cavler, but I have to go right now. I don't know how long I'll be gone, so just eat without me and wrap up the leftovers."

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Maeron impatiently knocked on the door of Sonja's hive and waited what felt like an eternity. In reality it was only about a minute, but to her anxious mind it might as well have been an hour. WHen he finally opened the door, Maeron gasped at the sight of him. His hair was completely unkempt, eyes puffy and wet with deep umber sclera, and trails of tears down his cheeks. His foundation was horribly smudged from wiping his eyes, and he stood slumped over in despondence.

She immediately grabbed him and pulled him forward into a tight hug, and he was quick to wrap his arms around her as racked sobs forced their way out of him. After several moments embracing, Maeron lifted him into a princess carry and walked inside the hive closing the door behind her with her foot.

The inside of the hive was just as messy as Sonja looked. Books, magazines, and small plants were strewn about the living space as though a tornado went through it. Maeron could only hazard a guess as what must have happened for Sonja to be so emotional. She took a seat on the couch with him in her lap as he cried.

"Sonja, what happened?" she asked in a sweet but concerned tone. She took out a makeup wipe from her sylladex and handed it to him, and he gingerly wiped off his messy foundation revealing a face full of freckles. She took the soiled wipe from him and tucked it down the front of her shirt to throw away later.

"Sefalo's gone. That... That thing taking over her mind took her away, and I couldn't do anything. I just let it happen," he said with his voice wavering and cracking. Maeron vaguely remembered him saying something ages ago about a horrorterror infiltrating her mind and threatening to take Sefalo.

"Oh, Sonja, I'm so sorry," Maeron said in sympathy and pulled him close. His body shuddered as he cried once more, and she slowly rocked him and hummed much like she would for Cavler when something triggered him and caused a breakdown. She could feel her own eyes start watering.

"I couldn't do anything. I just-- just let her get taken away! I couldn't even mercy kill her so she wouldn't spend the rest of her sweeps enslaved to that monster! I'm a failure of a moirail," he lamented between sobs.

"You're not a failure. There's nothing you or anyone could have done to save her. It's not your fault," Maeron said and ran a hand through his ponytail. He didn't respond and only covered his face with one hand while he continues crying.

"You're gonna be okay, Sonja. Just let everything out. I'll be right here."

[dustykneed]

Hello! Random whipper snipper! Share a WIP of your work!

ooh, with pleasure. six the musical araleyn fanart? in the year 2k24? more likely than you think xDD

i realize this looks finished, but technically i'm still deciding whether to add a background or not lol. still, for the sake of sharing a proper WIP, here's a line or two from an araleyn brainworm WIP that i started reworking yesterday (mild tw for religious guilt and period-typical internalized homophobia from aragon's pov):

She remembers sharing her bed with Anne at Henry's behest, remembers the nights of tossing and turning and trying not to think about Anne asleep next to her-- remembers waking up to dark hair spilling across her pillow and the press of blood-warm bosoms against her own, softer than sin, as hot as the Devil, remembers lying still as death, mouthing prayers into the heat of Anne's neck like an act of penance.

[hana-the-ghostieee]

hey! so um apparently bots keep following me???? assuming it's the same for everyone else

so if you're a person that's following me (why. what prompted you to make a stupid decision) and you have default... everything um maybe try changing your banner, write something in the desc (like pronouns and sexuality and stuff) and reblog a couple of stuff??? unless you'd like to get blocked. which is fine i guess (i question your motives but you do you)

[fuckyeahmhawkefenris]

MAJOR update

So I don't know if anyone else even cares about this stuff, but I made some huge progress with tagging/retagging things here. For some time I haven't been tagging any posts at all lacking motivation because, seriously, does anyone even look at tags these days?

Still, my love for this ship keeps me going. Maker, I'd forgotten how therapeutic the process is. For a few days I almost stopped dwelling on my own personal issues.

Anyway

Allow me to remind y'all that this blog has a list of TAGS, a rather extensive one. I shudder to think how much time I spent compiling it all, but it does make me happier somehow

We have an impressive collection of fanart, so many comic bits they had to be separated into their own category to make it possible to navigate through all the artwork, writings that I don't think can be found anywhere else. In the beginning this fandom also used to produce a lot of memes and jokes, not so much of it now, but we don't forget our history! There is so much to uncover and rediscover.

I guess that canoodling/hugging/cuddling/snuggling tags are still a mess (always have been) despite my best efforts, but I genuinely tried to make it make sense somewhat. Having 8000+ pieces of art for your ship gets you there. Hard to believe it used to be almost nonexisistent in the beginning. It was so easy to navigate in 2012...

I didn't even try to sort out the comics, and fiction is not tagged either, except for the most basic basics.

Well, if anyone has any better ideas/suggestions don't be shy about @ ing me. Hell, if you can think of any new tags worth adding, let me know. And if you could reply to the relevant posts with it, it'd be fantastic.

If you're bored and don't mind spending some time with Fenris and Hawke, observing them love each other, please take a look at the list. There are also separate pages for the people who make fanart and write stuff for us, so you can always find more of their works by looking up the artists name in the tags. Though this page is forever in progress.

There's always room for improvement, so if you have anything to say, PLEASE SAY IT.

Also, the pornstash is up again, and now there is some semblance of a system.

It is a members-only blog, since almost all of its content is flagged and can only be viewed by members. So you need to become one. Everyone is welcome to join, but please don't follow it. All you need to do is like this post. I'll see your username and send you an invite. After that you'll need to check your e-mail (NOT tumblr inbox!) and follow the link you'll find there. And please read the post i linked carefully, there's vital information in it.

I'm just really tired

I'd really like to sort this place out completely so that when I retire, and someone is willing to take it off my hands, I could be at peace.

[thecoffeelorian]

Hold My Hand (Crosshair x Reader)

Premise: This is the third installment of...what should have been a one-shot, but here we all are a long while later, so it's probably best to just keep on going down this road to see where it leads. Anyway, Part One was Understanding and Part Two was Red Flags, so if you haven't checked those out yet, feel free to do so now.

Story Notes: One small thing about the tagging system, if I didn't say it already: I hope to make a few more updates for this series, so just in case I am, in fact, keeping the folks who want to read and reblog in the loop, please don't hesitate to do so when you are able. If I'm not...you're welcome to ignore this from here on in, and I'll eventually stop tagging you altogether. Thank you, goodnight, and good luck.

Special Notes: As ever, the header was made by @stars-n-spice. Also, little shout-out to @talesfrommedinastation for inspiring me to use a form of sign language between two characters, one that was originally invented for speaking in deep space when the commlinks didn't work, and also mostly inspired by something similar in "The Expanse".

No-Pressure Tags:

@momojedi @moonstrider9904 @calicos-clones @bigboypantstime @youreababboon

@tink1221 @ms-grassi @galaxyglittering @ah-prick24 @littlefeatherr

@donntmindmejustwandering @housepartyfortwo @beatthisbi @urmomsmattress @mysticalgalaxysalad

@groguandthebadbatch @pendustt @weirdest-lights @flyiingsly @courtney0-0

@emmaflame1336 @briefexpertdeer @shadow-rebel-223 @littlemammoth69 @theosb0rnway

@shazkenobi @reader6898 @maxims-multifandom-corner @monster20045 @darkangel4121

@nevadastarrsworld @thatacefr @crosshair-lover @bennieandthejets-5 @jamine-boi-124

@lani03sstuff @ttzamara @beezez-blog @myeternalsin @sublimeclodkidcolor

@nish-xiii @ash04w3 @clonereeses @lllllmm @melymigo and anybody else looking for a tale that doesn't end in disaster.

🩶 It's my fault.

🩶 This one simple sentence, this confession, jolts through both you and Omega like a blaster bolt. It's more than enough to make the tears start forming in her eyes, and the questions to build up in yours.

🩶 He doesn't seem to be done talking yet, though, because what spills out of him next speaks volumes.

🩶 "I thought they would--protect us, but they lied. They've been lying this whole time."

🩶 By this point, his hand is shaking so much that you don't think about it, that you don't dare to ask any more questions for fear of making an already painful thing several times worse.

🩶 Rather, you're just moving in to take a gentle hold upon it, if only to offer him whatever comfort that you can.

🩶 To your own comfort, though, he doesn't flinch, pull away, or start telling you off in front of Omega even though you would understand perfectly if he did.

🩶 Instead, whatever's causing all of his ills today eases just a little at the moment of contact with you, because the next thing you both know, his panicked breathing is slowing down and his tense posture starts to loosen up.

🩶 This moment can't last very long, though, because as Omega quietly reminds you, she still has to call home and she thought she heard voices calling in the distance. There is literally no time to lose.

🩶 In turn, you don't mind bringing both of your guests to the old spaceport that used to be your family's business during the war, but since then has had to be converted to a ship repair shop like several more wartime industries have done on your planet. However, there are still a few things you can use here, because you haven't exactly let everything go to rust.

🩶 One of these things is the communication console, a somewhat rusted thing, but still able to access encrypted links like the one on board the Marauder. It's here that Omega hears the voices of her surviving brothers for the first time in what feels like forever, and like any other missing child would do, she's able to let a few relieved sobs out of her system.

🩶 She's also composed herself enough to plan her next few steps, for her next move is to go straight to one of Ryloth's moons for a pick-up...or so she tells the two men on the other end of this line.

🩶 You can only hope that this means she wants to surprise them, guaranteeing two returns of lost family members for the price of one flight, as the old sale slogan goes.

🩶 At this same time, though, Crosshair's got a surprise of his own, for as Omega's busy talking, he's busy signaling to you without saying a word. It's the old spacewalk sign language, the one developed by the first workers within the asteroid belt for when their comms stopped working...and right now, he's telling you that he won't be following Omega down the ramp when the time comes.

🩶 How come, you sign back, a look of confusion upon your face. Don't you want to go with her?

🩶 They'll be looking for two clones traveling together, not separately...and besides, I already know I won't be welcome there.

🩶 Oh...? And where do you plan to go, if not with her?

🩶 I'll improvise. Now...act natural.

🩶 Both of you fall awkwardly silent as Omega finishes her comm; then skips back to you with the most heartbreaking of hopeful grins.

🩶 "They're coming to pick us up," she announces, twirling around in place like a happy little service droid. "We get to go home, home, home!"

🩶  "That's--that's great, Omega," Crosshair manages, forcing out the words as though trying not to choke on them. "Just--don't forget not to leave anything behind, all right?"

🩶  That's your cue to signal to them to go back to the house with you--you definitely have to hide the extra used dishes and utensils until further notice, what decent person wouldn't--but before you do, you're careful to make sure that the shop sign stays upon the word "Closed". The last thing anybody needs right now is some pushy customer demanding service.

🩶  Once you take all of the necessary precautions, though...you have to take just one more look around this little home of yours, if only to reassure yourself that you'll return to it soon, if not eventually.

🩶  After all, just like your mother used to say, the galaxy can be a huge, scary place.

[more-better-words]

fic author interview

Yoinked this from @ladytharen because it looked like fun. Hope that's not presumptuous of me. <.<

Tagging @deadheaddaisy, @phoenixflames12, @butcharondir, and anybody else who'd like to play.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

60! That's a nice round number.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Currently 593,580 - though in fairness, nearly a third of that is a single fic.

It was a different time back when I wrote that.

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

The four fics of my Built to Last series (though not in order, lol)

What We Build Here

For the Duration

From the Ground Up

The Place We Call Home

And rounding out the top 5, a Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency fic!

Lay Down the Beat 

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Absolutely! And because I have very little self-control, I will often do so within minutes of receiving them! 😅

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Hmmm. I don't really do angst - I mean, I'll write stories where angst happens, but that's rarely the point of the story. If the plot demands a dash of angst, then, much like a chocolate recipe that needs some salt, it will get its angst. But I don't really set out to write A Series of Sad Events in Which the Characters Are Sad; that's just not my style or my taste.

So I can't really say that ANY of my stories have an angsty ending. Oh well.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

With the above in mind, happy endings are basically a guarantee, at least up to a point. 😆 I let my darlings be happy, I let them get married and have things work out, because it's fiction, dammit, and I can.

That being said, probably the happiest of all would be just about any of my Trip/T'Pol fic, because I let them get married and have kids and successful careers and be surrounded by friends and family who love and support them because SCREW YOU CANON.

7. Do you write crossovers?

No, I don't think my brain's wired for that. I just...can't seem to.

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Never on AO3 (okay, I once got snippily told I'd mistagged something, but that wasn't hate). I have gotten hate here on Tumblr, though never anything specific, just general "u suck" which...whatever.

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

For a long time, I did not.

That answer has since changed.

As for what kind...the sweetest, fluffiest, most loving, happy, vanilla, tooth rotting smut ever.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge, and I seriously doubt I ever would. I'm rather niche.

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Again, niche. Haven't yet, doubt I will.

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

Years ago, I worked on an AU fic project with a friend that was very cool and a lot of fun. None of it ever got published, though.

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Which ever one I'm writing right now. 😁

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I wouldn't mind finishing my Shadowrun: Dragonfall fic The Haven. Maybe some day.

15. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, baby! I can have two characters sit and talk to each other FOREVER.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Action and physical description. Even when I can clearly see a room where action is occurring in my mind, I have real trouble describing it on the page.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I used to not have any, then I started making up words and phrases in my own version of Andorian for my Trek fic.

And I still don't really have many thoughts, because I'm sure I'm doing it wrong.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Hmmmm. Pretty sure there's some BtVS fic of mine still existent on LiveJournal. 😅

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

I'd love to write Discworld (I adore Carrot/Angua), but Discworld is already so perfect. It would have to be an absolute gem of an idea.

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Whichever one I just finished. 😄

[the-mcyt-crackships-brackets]

PSA: These Brackets contain multiple Ch!WilburSoot ships, We DO NOT stand with CC!WilburSoot actions, and send all of our support toward shubble, if you are uncomfortable with these ships, please don't interact and/or block the wilbur soot tag. if those ships are too problematic, they can be replaced. anyway his ass got destroyed

Welcome to the MCYT Crackships Bracket!

Here, we will be seing which crackship is the best, and because that statement is vague, you get to make your opinion!

Each crackships was randomly agenced from Characters You chose! (This also sadly means we can't take more submissions, at least yet (mcyt crackships brackets V.2. Confirmed ???))

This is all meant to be in good fun, so please be respectfull with others and use propaganda the least wisely you can! (propaganda isn't endorsed, it's encouraged!)

We as a community can get inspired by these, make art! fanfics! (and if you do, please tag me) of your favorite Crackship!

Maybe we could even find a name for them, after all, maybe the next "big ship" will be in this, who knows?

WE ARE NOW IN THE SEMIFINALS!

The brackets will not be revealed yet, but when all of the polls will be published! this way, we can still get you surprised!

*Orionsound - Rat SMP version

*LDshadowlady - Empire SMP season 1 version

*Zombiecleo - Pirate SMP version

*Katherine Elizabeth - Empire SMP season 2 version

*Fundy - L'Manberg version

*Fwhip - Empire SMP season 1 version

*Pearlescentmoon - Double life version

*Slimecicle - QSMP version

Our thoughts and observations under the cut!

Round 1:

I clearly thought Ninjaslap would be the biggest sweep, but pixltoile suprisingly fought well, And fish yuri left no shot to Zaypixel and Geminitay

Round 1.1.3 was extremly close, but Shubble x Hypno won by O.8%! (≈4 peoples!)

We already got two piece of "propagandart" (propaganda art) in round 1, and both were for Fish yuri! (by @t4tpolypd and @staringamassivemistakeintheface)

Round 2:

Mogbeans/Swamp boys tried hard but T4T yuri was stronger (My boys 😭 - Admin 1)

Littlesoot got its ass kicked by hotguy/fundy and was crying in a corner when suddendly, out of nowhere, it took itlwblr by storm, broke containment, the poll broke 1k votes, became the most noted of the brackets (yet) and won with a large margin!

FWhilza fought well but Bighills was stronger

Fish Yuri still prevail with the biggest sweep yet (87.3%!!!)

Jojosolos/Jack Manifold vs Tommyinnit/Scott Smajor was the closest yet! (50.1 to 49.9!!!!)

So many art!!!!!!! look at the tag (#propagandart) it's worth it!!!!!

Round 3 and PURGATORY 1 :

Scegg vs Stresstherine was so close it switched side at least 5 times!

i'm genuenely impressed by clownscar comeback they've constantly been close but didn't get ahead during the whole poll and somehow managed to win in the last stretch!

WE MADE MOGBEANS CANON!!!!!!! VIVA LA SOS SMP!!!!

Fish Yuri is unstopable and has killed many great ships now (rip Bighills we loved you so much)

Bdubs Smol Bdubs is tall!

Content SMP fans are sad today, the last two ships they had just sank! (bye bye Evillnox and Skizzlerat)

So much art! and even more as been promised! (you need to check out #propagandart if you haven't already)

Round 4 and PURGATORY 2 :

Fish Wives felt resistence to the first time facing Clownscar, but still they were too powerful

Clownscar you will forever live in our hearts

Wilbur you're a pig, Yuri beat his ass! (and so they did)

Zombiecello/Ivorycleo popped off! >90% sweepage!

3/8 ships still in line are yuri, but none of them are part of the PURGATORY Brackets!

Goodbye Zaypixel, our only Yuri Loss this round :(

You guys seem to love shipping Ethoslab a lot (bunch of ethogirls) as he is in 35% of the remaining ships

even more art, and art trades! (go ceck out #propagandart and #takin' request)

Round 5 and Purgatory 3:

Yuri lost so much, and is now only represented by Fish Wives :(

Half of the ships still in have a wild etho in them (ethogirls rise up!)

The now no-longer-crackship mogbeans is still thriving and bested the fan-favorite fwhilza!

Seapeekarl fought well, but lost to the ethogirls again

this is the first round where they weren't a >40% sweep! but the choice are only getting harder from here!

[geddyqueer]

20 questions for fic writers

thanks @screamlet for the tag! if navel gazing has no fans consider me dead etc

1. How many works do you have an AO3? 34

2. What's your total AO3 word count? almost 320,000!

3. What fandoms do you write for? right now i'm in the 911 hole. there's still a few stranger things and [redacted] rpf works in progress floating around up there, though.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? my stranger things juggernauts: dying of love, nasty weather, big wheel, got you in my sights, and mystify me.

5. Do you respond to comments? i try to!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? you could call the end of malachite bittersweet.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? all of the rest of them, really. i like a nice hopeful ending, even if it's ambiguous.

8. Do you get hate on fics? if i do, i haven't seen it!

9. Do you write smut? over half of my works are explicit, if that tells you anything.

10. Do you write crossovers? no. I like a good au/fusion, though.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? nope!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? i have been podficced!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? annie is in the passenger seat for all of my stranger things/911/supernatural fics!

14. What's your all time favorite ship? i put my head in my hands. geddy/alex. if i'm not allowed to use an RPF ship then it's destiel or bucktommy or steddie

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? i was really worried about finishing malachite for a hot second there but i managed to pull it off! and that's why i don't post WIPs!!!

16. What are your writing strengths? i am told i have a way with drawing readers in with banter and goofs and then clubbing them over the head with feelings!

17. What are your writing weaknesses? blank room syndrome babyyy

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? i try to only do this if i know the language

19. First fandom you wrote for? redwall. not even fix-it fics, lol, i was writing make-it-worse fics in fifth grade.

20. Favorite fics you've written? nasty weather, forever and ever! also, big wheel, which i've been thinking about a lot lately; this was a real exercise in pacing. i was playing around with trying to be narratively clever and i think it paid off! even though malachite took everything out of me i am still really proud of the worldbuilding i did and the way i managed to keep the plot braided together through the end. and of course my crash-tommy's-helicopter fic: i came out swinging with this!

i'm firing this one off to @stevehairingtit and @teddywesworl and @carbonbased000 and @starryeyedjanai and @jeffgoldblumsmulletinthe90s and @alchemistc and you, if you want.

[necrotic-nephilim]

-debby ryans at you- how are you feeling about that thunderbolts* trailer, snookums. your old blog is trying to crawl from its grave.

you are an unhinged rat for sending me this ask i hope you know <3 you already knew that but i'm telling you anyway bc you're a rat bc now i have to explain myself-

this is from @eebuckley my partner <3 i've alluded to it in the tags of this blog but i used to be a semi-popular MCU blogger from like 2018 to 2020. (semi-popular for the ship i wrote, anyway) and since like, probably Infinity War/Endgame i have been slowly more and more disillusioned by the MCU ranging from only passively being interested in projects to outright despising them if i saw them. which sort of sucks, given how much i loved the MCU at it's height. i was like. aggressively into it. like a "i had asthma attacks watching trailers bc i got so excited" level of into it. maybe cringey in hindsight, honestly but yk. whatever brings you joy, ig.

and anyway- my partner witnessed my very real and normal reaction to the Thunderbolts* trailer and now i'm *mad* bc i'm actually excited about it. it made me feel about the MCU a way i haven't felt in years, especially after a lot of announcements that rlly pissed me off.

cannot believe it looks like we might actually get a comics-accurate Yelena and a comics-accurate Bucky. i'm such a sucker for Bucky Barnes, he's one of the only Marvel characters i actually read Marve comics for and i'm forever bitter how badly he got screwed over. if that movie is good i'm going to end up writing fanfiction. probably crossover fanfiction bc over my dead body will i write just plain MCU fanfic. and i'm a Jason Todd/Bucky shipper anyway so i could make it work, i think-

anyway TLDR is i'm excited and i'm mad about it and how dare yo expose me for being an MCU fan on THIS blog. you coulda send this ask to my MCU blog that still exists and i have occasionally used. but instead you *exposed* my ass on my refined DC blog as a filthy Marvel fan. i will be divorcing you again. ty gn ily

[sauron-kraut]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you so much for tagging me, @nihil-ism 🖤

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Currently 15.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

9,329 - you see, my works posted so far are either shorter one shots or ficlets/drabbles.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

The Silmarillion and adjacent works by Tolkien. :) And within this fandom it's almost exclusively about rather niche ships with Mairon. Let's see when/if I will write for other fandoms; I'd love to at some point.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Of Gods And Monsters

Sacrificial

Plaything

Sugar

Sacred

All of these are Mairon/Ar-Pharazôn. lmao

5. Do you respond to comments?

I will respond to every single (first) comment someone leaves on a fic of mine. I thorougly enjoy these little interactions and I want to show my appreciation to people who show me theirs.

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

That must be my double drabble Plaything I guess. At least if we talk about the very moment ending the fic. Throwing up from negative emotions and alcohol alike seems pretty... angsty.

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

That must be Of Being Born and Little Deaths. Everyone (well...) is having a good time and it literally ends with an orgasm.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

So far I haven't and I'm very grateful for that.

9. Do you write smut?

I love writing smut. And I love weaving character analyses/studies and some poetry into it.

10. Do you write crossovers?

I don't, personally not a fan of crossovers.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

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

I haven't, but sharing headcanons and ideas with others has endlessly inspired many of my fics.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Angbang (Melkor/Mairon). I love them, I will never be over them; they've been with me for ten years now, I could ramble on forever about how important this ship is to me and what it means to me. It's rather popular in fandom though and I feel like there's many great writers out there who have graced us with their brilliant work. That makes me feel like I don't necessarily need to... add to that somehow. I'd love to write (more) Angbang at some point but as far as writing goes my favorite ship is Mairon/Ar-Pharazôn (which many of you might have guessed at this point lol). It's rotten, it's biblical, it's a playground for all things terrible to me. And it's a rarepair (why??) and therefore (in my mind) lies like a bare field before me, ready to sow and play in. 🖤

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

No such thing. My WIP are my children and I will not abandon them. It might take many months but they will see the light of day.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Building atmosphere, pretty lines, poetry, in some parts characterization. (Very) short formats are my strength in general.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Not really able to write anything plot-driven, sometimes dialogue (though I might have started to improve a little), prioritizing pretty imagery and rhythm/sound over meaning/sense sometimes, having difficulties writing longer stuff.

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

Not really my thing; could get awkard quickly imo.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Visual Kei bands (Moi dix Mois) when I was 14.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? 

Easily my little double drabble Reverence. It illustrates nicely what I talked about regarding my writing strengths for question 17 imo.

Tagging @lvsifer, @curufiin, @cilil, @saintstars, @gardensofthemoon, @elevenelvenswords , @crackinthecup , @swanhild , @a-world-of-whimsy-5 and @i-did-not-mean-to (no pressure ofc and sorry if I forgot anyone, in that case: that's just my forgetful brain at work)

[djarintreble]

Hello!💐 Hope your having a good day, so far!☺️

I want to tell you, that I'm a BIG fan of your "My Two Favorite Girls" series!💖

I would like to request a fic, where it goes back to when Eddie and fem! Reader first met, and maybe when they first kissed💋🤭.

Awe thank you, babes!!! I appreciate the love! I’ve missed the dad!Eddie series. I haven't had the chance to update it due to a really tough semester but this inspired me to get back into it cause I love Eddie and Arwen so much! Here is the story of how dad!eddie and reader "met", fell in love, had their first kiss, and everything in between before they had Arwen; their love story + bonus adorable moments. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! it’s a LONG one!! pairing: dad!Eddie Munson x fem!reader tags: established relationship, flashbacks, married/dad!Eddie and reader, apart of the dad!Eddie series, Arwen is the captain of reader and Eddie's ship, so much fluff it hurts. it’s like a whole bluey episode. references to other shots in this series read others here.

word count: 5k+, I'm not sorry, i’m proud

forever & always | e.munson

"One day, you and Eddie could tell her the real tale of Hawkins and the upside down. How her parents met, how they almost lost one another and how they promised to never leave each other’s side. But for now, you were holding onto to any and all small moments like these because you know you’re never promised tomorrow."

“Did you and mommy get married?” Your daughter asked, taking another bite of her food. At four years old, there were no questions off the table. From “can i have a baby sister?” to “why doesn’t daddy cut his hair?” to “why do i call him uncle steve if he’s not my uncle?”… She was bound to know all things.

You couldn’t tell who she got that from. Maybe the stubbornness from you and the constant curiosity of her father.

“Yes, sweetheart. We did get married.” Eddie smiled and leaned over to ruffle her hair, earning a squirm and giggle. He looked back over to you with the same goofy smile and grabbed your hand. “I’m a lucky guy.” You managed to blush and couldn’t hide the smile that rose to your face. After all these years he still made you feel like the young girl you were when you first met.

“I didn’t go?” Arwen asked, her eyebrows rose and the tone of her voice sounded almost… dissapointed?

“Well… we got married before we had you.” You answered.

“I want to go to see you get married.” She said sadly, picking at her food now. This broke your heart. It must be hard to process how you weren’t alive for an event you hear was so special. Especially at that young an age. “I want to be a flower girl.” She added.

It clicked. Her classmate and little friend Sophie’s parents are getting married and she's their flower girl. She brought home an invite when she came home from school.

“Is this because of Sophie’s mom and dad getting married?” You asked, a hand over hers.

“Yes. I want to go to your wedding.”

“But we already got married, Arwen. See look-“ Eddie showed the ring that was on his left hand and you picked up your hand and showed your ring as well.

“Would you like to see a photo of us on our wedding day? When we got married?” You asked. Arwen perked up and nodded excitingly. “Finish your food and I’ll go pull out the scrapbook.” With a smile, you looked back at Eddie who was already looking at you with even more love in his eyes. It was about time you showed her and besides, you loved looking back at the memories.

After you cleaned up dinner, you went to the living room and pulled the white scrapbook off of the shelf and sat down. Arwen crawled into your lap and Eddie sat down next to you, an arm draped across the back of the couch.

“It says, ‘Mr. and Mrs. Munson. 1988.” You read the cover of the scrapbook for Arwen, running your finger across the words as you spoke. Opening the first page, Arwen gasped.

“It’s you, mommy!” She exclaimed. “And Aunt Nancy!”

A picture of you and Nancy from high school was taped to the first page. The beginning of the scrapbook showed off both you and Eddie before you dated; telling the story of how you met.

“And daddy and dusty and mikey and lukey and-“ she pointed at every familiar face she saw.

“Yes, see we’ve been playing DnD since we were in high school. Every thursday, we still play, remember?” Eddie added, pointing to the hellfire club logo in the background of the photo.

Below the two photos was a polaroid of the two of you that was taken the night of the fall dance. Next to it was taped the ticket and a single rose petal from your corsage.

“This was your wedding?” Arwen asked, eyebrows scrunched up and a puzzled look. You laughed.

"Oh no! We added a little section that tells our story. This was before we, uh- officially met." Eddie scoffed. "What?"

"Oh nothing, please tell her." He leaned back against the couch more, amused.

“Well, Aunt Nancy and I were on the yearbook team in school. I’ve seen your dad around school but never talked to him before-“

SEPTEMBER 1985 | wednesday

“Wheeler! L/N! What a surprise! How may I assist you.” The club leader asked. How did he know your name? Of course you knew who he was. Eddie Munson was known by everyone at Hawkins High. You couldn't help but be intrigued by him but you've never said a word to him. Why did he know you? You looked at the boy a grade older than you with a smile.

“We’re here for yearbook photos of the Hellfire Club.” You stated.

“So you’ll finally admit we’re a club. not a cult! Good thing I washed this finally.” He picked at his shirt that showed off his club’s logo and sniffed before looking back at you with a smirk. You rolled you eyes. Now you understood what Nancy meant when she described him as “painfully annoying yet amusing.”

“We just need you all to line up against the wall for a clean background and smile. No funny business, Munson.” Nancy said, grabbing the camera that was held around her neck by a lanyard.

“Only if Y/N is taking the photo.” Eddie gave you a bow. In return you rolled your eyes.

The club gathered by the wall, fixing their shirts and straightening up for a photo. You knew the younger kids; Dustin, Lucas and Mike. In fact you knew them like brothers. You would never forget the moment they told you there were Russians scientist underneath the Starcourt Mall. Ever since, you were dragged into the secrets of Hawkins, witnessing your fair share in flesh monsters and kids with powers. Your summer job was over as you watched the mall go down in flames, a blanket wrapped around you and your best friend Nancy. The group had sworn to secrecy and returned to, hopefully, normal life.

That’s why it was so annoying that the boys seemed to encourage Eddie’s behavior. Why did they encourage his teasing? The occasional smirk or silly face right as the photo snapped made you flustered.

After Nancy decided she got a photo worthy of the yearbook, she thanked the club for their time and you ventured off to the next club. Later that day at lunch, the metalhead from earlier approached your table. Him clearing his throat caught your attention and you looked up to see Eddie standing with his hands behind his back.

“Eddie, was it?” You said, taking a bite out of the fruit cup in your hand.

“Yes. I came to apologize for earlier. It came to my attention that-" He peered over his shoulders and you could see the boys at his designated table staring. Some were snickering where Dustin watched with a worried look. “my behavior made you uncomfortable and I would like to know how I could make it up to you…”

It was your turn to make him squirm. You looked at Nancy who watched with a curious look. Turning back around to Eddie, you smiled and sat your fruit cup down.

“Anything I ask?” You smirked.

“Anything, princess.” He smirked back, leaning to one side as he crossed his arms.

You couldn’t deny he was cute. A little annoying, but cute. You were curious if you could take that cocky smirk off his face.

“Come to the fall dance with me.” You turned to face him more. The change in his expression made up for his behavior alone. The confidence he portrayed was smacked off his face and suddenly he looked like a lost puppy.

“I-what?“ he started.

“What? You said anything!” You could hear Nancy snickering from behind you. You turned to her.

“He’s not the kind to show up to events he’s not required to go to. Even then it’s a miracle he shows up.”

“It’s called having priorities and a life outside of school, Wheeler. You should look into it.”

“No thanks, I like my lungs.” She gave a sarcastic smile.

“Okay-“ you intervened. “Is that a yes or a no, Munson?”

-

“Your mom asked me to a dance.” Eddie leaned over your shoulder to give Arwen a face. "She thought I was very handsome and she just had to go with me." Leave it to your husband to bring the dramatics.

"Edwar-"

“A ball!” Arwen shouted giddily. She looked down at the picture of the two of you. Pointing at you, she sighed. “You look like a princess, mommy.”

“Thank you, baby.” You couldn't help but laugh at the sincerity along with Eddie's occasional comments.

“Did y’all dance?” Your daughter asked.

- SEPTEMBER 1985 | fall dance -

You were annoyed with yourself. It was a silly comment. Did you really think the school’s freak would come to a social event just for you? A girl he barely knew who only asked him to a dance to catch him off guard?

You couldn't blame him but here you were, holding onto your wrist where a corsage would be. Secretly hoping he would come because otherwise, you'd be alone all night.

“So this is what I’ve been missing out on.” You hear a familiar voice say from behind. You turn around to see Eddie Munson standing awkwardly. He did not have his normal apparel on. His long wavy hair was neatly pulled back into a low bun, only his bangs were out, framing his face. He switched his normal battle vest for a plain black one, accompanied by a red button up and ripped black jeans. A metal chain linked onto his belt and he wore his typical white Reebok high tops. He looked handsome.

"Wow, you clean up nicely." You smiled, walking up to him. It was then that you noticed the clear box in his hand.

"Mike said that you were wearing a red dress so I planned accordingly." He opened the box to reveal a rose pinned onto a band with baby breath flowers and leaves surrounding it. He got you a corsage.

"How did he-"

"You and Nancy were quite loud during your sleepover the other night." He smirked, causing you to freeze. There was definitely parts of that conversation that included him. It didn't occur to you that one of his minions was on the other side of the wall taking notes.

"I-"

"It's flattering. Honestly, L/N. Nice to know I intrigue you." He emphasized the word as if it amused him that you'd say such thing.

"Well..." You laughed it off. "Thank you for coming. I was scared I'd be alone all night."

"And leave the princess without a dance partner? Pfft never." He smiled. This smile was different than the ones you've seen before. He spoke to you in a such a soft tone, it made you feel safe.

The pop music faded and a familiar song came on. How Deep is Your Love by The Bee Gees began to play. The dance floor emptied besides a few couples who began to slow dance.

"Speaking of. Care to join me for a dance?" Eddie stretched out his hand, waiting for you to grab it. With a nod, you held his hand and he took you out to the dance floor. You knew all eyes were on you. How in the world did the school's freak and the quiet girl on the yearbook committee find themselves on the dance floor? You didn't even know that answer. He began to hum the melody of the song as you landed on a spot on within the crowd.

"I didn't take you as a Bee Gees fan." You laughed as Eddie placed a hand around your waist and the other still holding your right hand. You began to sway back and forth, both too nervous to look into each others eyes.

"My music taste expands outside of just metal, you know. I appreciate all types of music. This is a classic." He scoffed. "Besides, its an excuse to dance with the prettiest girl in school so I'd pretend even if I didn't like it."

"Oh." you say quietly. It seemed you both have been keeping track with each other, too afraid to be the first to break the ice. He knew more about you than you thought and you couldn't say you didn't have a habit of keeping up with him.

He spun you around causing you to giggle loudly before being back in his arms. "I was messing with you at lunch that day but... I'm glad you actually came. You're not what they say you are. You're a good guy, Munson." He truly was. The way Dustin spoke highly about him, the respect Mike had for him by helping him match and get a corsage, the fact that he even showed up despite him not liking big events like this was enough. You trusted their judgement and you were confident in your own. Forget what anyone else says. "I like you." You say.

This catches Eddie off guard once again as he pulls back to look you in the eyes. A nervous smile paints his face as he laughed. "Well, thanks. I'm glad you think so. I think I'm liking this too much to let you go now. What do you say, L/N, can I take you out to dinner after this?" His presence was different now. It finally clicked. He wasn't showing you the Eddie he presents for the rest of the school, the one he uses in defense. No, you were seeing the real Eddie Munson. You liked it. That's why you felt safe.

"I would like that a lot." You say with a smile.

-

"And then you got married?" Arwen asked. The logic making sense to her four year old brain.

"Not exactly. See, we dated for a bit before we got married." You say, flipping to the next page. It was full of memorabilia.

The two pages told your love story.

There were pictures and tickets of your nights at the The Hideout where Eddie’s band played. Character sheets cut out where Eddie doodled things for you during a campaign. A picture of the two of you as he taught you how to play guitar.

“Ew!” Arwen laughed and pretended to be grossed out at something on the page. She pointed to a photo strip that had 4 photos of Eddie and you. The picture in particular was the two of you kissing.

“That was our first kiss.” Eddie said as he grabbed your chin, making you face him. He planted an exaggerated kiss to your lips causing your daughter to squeal again. “What a night.” He added, his eyes widening as he stuck out his tongue. You giggled.

“Oh hush.” You playfully shoved him.

-NOVEMBER 1985 | thanksgiving break-

The cool air was an excuse for Eddie to give you his jacket. Thanksgiving break just began and you were spending the day your boyfriend before your family went out of town to visit family. What other way to spend your day than going to the winter fair just outside of Hawkins. There you could indulge in funnel cakes, deathly fair rides, and no stress from school. Eddie held your left hand as he held onto a stuffed bear he won for you that he already named "teddy mercury."

"Look! A photobooth!" You ran toward it, pulling the metalhead along with you who just laughed along with your excitement.

You both squeezed into the small box and sat Teddy Mercury between the two of you. Eddie slipped a few coins into the slot as you named a few of the poses you could do. You didn't have many photos together except for the one at the dance.

The countdown started for the first photo.

"Okay! Let's do a regular smile one first." You decided, wrapping your arms around Eddie and giving a big smile. He had no choice but to give a genuine smile in response. The countdown began again.

"Okay Hellfire Club represent!" Eddie yelled. He threw his hands up to each side of his head and stuck out his tongue, showing off his typical pose he did to aggravate the jocks. You laughed and joined in making a noise you can only describe as how a goblin would sound.

"Now what to do." You pondered. There were two photos left. You looked over to Eddie who was already staring at you. "What?" You whispered.

Eddie slowly rose a hand to your face and rubbed his thumb against your cheek. You didn't pull away, in fact you were hoping this would happen. The countdown started and right before the last tick, Eddie pulled you in to a kiss. The camera flashed but you didn't care, you were too focused on how soft his lips were. The both of you could care less that the next photo was being counted for. You simply fell deeper into the kiss by leaning in and placing your hands over his that held you face so gently.

Your first kiss.

The Photobooth shook as someone outside banged on the wall, getting both of your attention.

"Hey lovebirds, find somewhere else to be on top of each other we're waiting out here." You let go of Eddie with wide eyes before the both of you started laughing hysterically. You climbed over Eddie to get out.

"I'm so sorry. I-" Of course...

"Harrington! What a surprise! Sorry, the booth is vacant now." Eddie slung his arm around you with a cocky smile. You stared wide eyed at Steve Harrington. This was not how you expected him to find out about your relationship with Eddie Munson. With the kids new fascination with the boy, you didn't want to bring it up to Steve. He already felt replaced now that he's graduated and you were scared that if he saw you were dating him, he would think you didn't need him as well. Not romantically of course, Steve was a brother to you. You helped him get with Nancy in the first place and you were always there for him when he needed to talk about her relationship with Jonathan.

"I didn't realize you two were-" Steve started, his arm around a girl with curly blonde hair.

"We uh- Well- This is Eddie Munson." You nervously introduced. Eddie held out a hand, clearly amused at your antics.

"I'm familiar." Steve gave a blank smile. You just nodded.

"We just started dating last month. I didn't tell you cause ya know..." You said, hinting at the events that happened that summer. It seemed when you worked next door to Steve at Starcourt Mall, you were all in each other's business and ever since you've both been busy. With his new job at Family Video and you focusing on your senior year, you didn't have time. "Busy." You finished.

"If I would have known earlier, I'd have made you pick up the boys on Thursdays." Steve smiled and looked over at Eddie. "Take care of her, Munson. I have eyes everywhere." He jokingly threatened.

"Don't worry. I got her." Your boyfriend responded. Steve and his date went into the booth as Eddie grabbed your photos from the bin. You took the copy and laughed.

Eddie's smile in the first one reminded you of the smile you saw for the first time the night of the dance. A genuine smile you only see him show when he's with you or around the club. It was becoming your favorite thing. You couldn't help but laugh at the second photo. The two of you had your eyes squinted shut, tongues out and fingers like horns. The third one made you blush. Eddie's hand on your cheek as he kissed you for the first time. The next photo was a little blurry as you were moving closer to Eddie, causing him to only be in the corner of the photo. A hint of a smile coming from the both of you mid-kiss. You couldn't believe you captured such a special moment like that.

"This is perfect." You smiled at Eddie, leaning in to give him a quick peck on the lips.

Eddie didn't know how he got this lucky.

-

"It went just like this-" Eddie said grabbing your chin once again and puckered up, making a dramatic smooching sound.

"Stop! You're being gross." Arwen's disgusted face matched your own as you looked at your husband.

"I'd have to agree, Arwen. Your dad is a weirdo." You laughed before adding, "but he's my weirdo." And you leaned in to give a quick kiss to your unsuspecting husband. An exasperated sigh came from your child. Something about opening this scrapbook caused the two of you to regress to your childish ways. It was refreshing.

Other memories were displayed through the months of your relationship. Tickets, more polaroids, and you own doodles signifying important dates and moments.

"Why is your guitar pick in here, daddy?" Arwen asked, picking at the tape that was starting to peel. You looked at Eddie wide-eyed. It was the pick he use to wear around his neck. The one he almost lost the night he saved you... and almost died. And tried to propose to you.

-MARCH 1986 | the upside down-

You thought the events at the Starcourt mall was it. You only heard about the upside down. You've seen the disgusting flesh eating monster the kids called the 'mind flayer' and that was traumatic enough. But now, here you were in the upside down. Your last thought you imagined was having to fight for your life alongside your boyfriend who became a victim of this entire thing. Hawkins was on the hunt for him, claiming he killed Chrissy Cunningham and was the leader of the cult like behavior going on in the town. You never saw him look so scared when you found him at the boat house. Having to explain to him that this was not your first experience with this in Hawkins was difficult but you managed and had a plan to defeat Vecna and right Eddie's name.

Now... he was bleeding to death on the ground after sacrificing himself to get you to safety. His flesh torn from the demobats filled you with terror as you ran to his side.

"EDDIE! Oh... oh no... Eddie..." You said as you scanned over injuries, hands trembling not knowing where you could touch him without causing pain. You finally decided to start putting pressure around the biggest gash with a ripped piece of your shirt. "Eddie, stay with me... DUSTIN HELP!" you yelled, tears escaping.

"Hey, hey. sweetheart." Eddie got out, painfully trying to sit up and calm you down. Even as he was bleeding out, he put you as his priority. You move to get him to lay in your lap. "When we get out of this mess-" he was interrupted by a series of coughs, caused by the huge gash on his throat. You applied more pressure. "Let's get out of here. Start a new life. I'll get you a ring to make it official and we'll get jobs and a house. Have a kid or two."

"Is this your way of proposing, Munson?" You managed to let out a laugh despite the circumstance.

"Maybe," He smiled. Here he was, on his deathbed, proposing to you.

"That means you better fight to stay alive then. You're not giving up on me that easily." You clutched onto his puffer vest, attempting to sit him up more in your lap.

"Is that a yes?" He mumbled, his eyebrows bunched up in question.

"Let's get you home first." You smiled. His face didn't change, still waiting for a real answer. He was serious. You didn't have time to think about logistics. You've only been dating for 7- no 8 months. You both needed to graduate. You both needed to make it out of here alive... But that didn't matter to Eddie in this moment.

"Of course, Eddie. I will always say yes."

"Good." He smiled, content with your answer. "I love you, sweetheart. From the moment I laid eyes on you." He raised a hand to your cheek and brushed the soft skin with his thumb, admiring you and holding onto this moment in case he didn't have anymore.

"Y/N!" You heard Dustin yelling your name from behind you.

"DUSTIN, WE'RE OVER HERE!" You yelled back. "You hear that, love? They're coming to help me. We're going to get you back home. You're going to be okay." You heard your name being yelled out again by Steve as they got closer. "STEVE, HELP ME CARRY HIM!" You screamed, you needed all the support to help get Eddie back through to Hawkins where he could be tended to.

The next few days seemed like a dream. Almost like you blacked out and next thing you know, you’re waking up curled next to Eddie in a hospital bed. You practically lived there as it was too dangerous to leave due to the controversy of Hawkins Hospital taking Eddie in for recovery. He was protected by the police, including Hopper who made sure no one except his assigned doctors and approved guests could come onto the floor. Max was next door. You tried to leave once just to go get fresh clothes but the second you opened the door, crowds of people surrounded you, screaming and throwing accusations your way. You couldn’t even make a step out before Hopper was pulling you back in.

Eddie hadn’t woken up since you brought him back from the upside down. It was a pain trying to explain to the doctors willing to care for him just what happened without telling the full truth. Eddie was taken into OR to get treated for the deep wounds on his neck and stomach, making sure it didn’t tear or puncture any organs.

You spent those days sleeping, reading Tolkien aloud for the unconscious Eddie, visiting Max and processing the former event in the upside down.

There was one thing you knew for sure. You would never leave Eddie’s side. You wanted to make sure he knew that the second he woke up.

-

“What happened?” Arwen asked. She frowned toward you after noticing the photo of the two of you in the hospital. It was a few hours before Eddie woke up. Someone snuck a photo of you reading to him. It wasn’t the time to explain to her just why he was in the hospital. You still didn’t know if telling her at all would ever be part of the plan.

“I got in a really bad accident.” Eddie explained. That was all that needed to be said for now.

“Were you hurt?” Your daughter asked, leaning into your arms as she looked up at her dad.

“Yeah, daddy was in a lot of pain. See, I still have some scars from it.” He pulled down his t-shirt just a bit to reveal the uneven skin that surrounded a stitched scar on his neck. The more mild bat bites healed on their own but would forever detail his skin. Bits of colored skin painted his body from never fully recovering to full health. Arwen never knew the difference, that was her dad. He was always like that. It never changed how she viewed him, in fact when she was even younger, she’d trace some of the bumpy parts of his chest in a soothing pattern. It was always a reminder to Eddie of how he survived and carried on.

Now she had a somewhat explanation. She crawled from your lap into Eddie’s, facing him. She ran a finger over the scar and looked back up at her dad. Arwen leaned over and kissed the scar before giving her dad a hug. The sight alone was enough to make you tear up. She loved her dad. Eddie was stunned, he just looked at his daughter with a soft smile and brushed a piece of her hair back.

“And just like you did now, your mother took very good care of me. She was there every day in the hospital: making sure I had everything I needed. She even read me our favorite story!” He bounced her on his lap as she giggled before turning her around and pointing to the photo on the page.

“It was Return of the King.” You smiled, looking at Eddie.

“Where Aragorn reunites with his beautiful princess and they live happily ever after.” Eddie said toward his daughter.

Arwen Munson.

Your living proof that life keeps going, that Eddie wasn't his father before him and that your love for each other helped create and grow a beautiful thing. A little girl that had curls like her father and a smile like yours. Someone so smart yet so delicate. Someone you and Eddie had the privilege to watch develop into a curious and expressive version of you two.

"And here we are. Mommy and daddy's wedding." You flipped the page to reveal a picture of the two of you on your wedding day. It was a small ceremony. Eddie looked as young and handsome as he did the day of the dance, styling a suit with his hair pulled back into a low bun you've grown to love. You wore your mother's dress after making a few alterations. It was perfect for you two.

You flipped through photos that progressed through the day. You and your bridesmaids getting ready, a few of Eddie and his men, the decorations, etc.

“See there’s Uncle Wayne!” You pointed at a specific photo of you and Eddie with Wayne after the ceremony. “And another with your favorite.”

“Dusty!” Arwen nodded. He was always her favorite of the kiddos. He spoiled her almost too much. “How do you get married?” She added, her head tilted with her curiosity.

“Well… When you love someone so much you want to spend the rest of your life with them, you go to the courthouse and sign a paper saying you want to be husband and wife. Then you can have a ceremony where you show how much you love each other in front of close friends and family. That way you can celebrate.” You tried to concise it into an explanation she’d understand.

“I’m family.” She pouted. She still couldn’t get it into her developing little brain. It warmed your heart honestly, it was so cute watching her process things like this. You just didn’t know how else to explain it to her.

“How about this-“ Eddie says, jumping up from the couch. He stretches and lets out a dramatic sigh. “Give me a moment.” He runs out of the living room leaving you and your daughter alone.

“Where is daddy going?” She asked.

“I’m not sure, Arwen.” You shrugged, bouncing Arwen in your lap as you listened out for your husband. He was rummaging through something across the house. After a few minutes, he called for you and your daughter.

You headed into the master bedroom where Eddie pulled out a few things from your closet. Your veil from your wedding, a bouquet made out of crumbled up flowers and some of the random chairs from around the house facing the blank wall of the room.

He gave you a look that insinuated you take the veil and trust him with the rest. You grabbed it and put it on your head with a smile. He shooed you off into the hallway where you stood, peering from the doorway to watch for your cue.

Eddie cleared his throat and began with his best narrator voice, “December 1988. The most important day in history. The wedding of Ed- Mommy and Daddy.”

Arwen shrieked in excitement as she realized the game Eddie was playing. “Wedding! Wedding!” She singed.

“Their daughter, Arwen Munson, arrived. The most beautiful flower girl to ever walk the earth.” He gave her a small basket from her toy room filled with ripped paper and whispered in her ear. In response, she ran to the doorway to find you.

“I’m your flower girl, mommy.” She said in a hushed voice as serious as ever.

“Oh- okay.” you nodded and gave her a wink.

Eddie began to hum an unfamiliar tune, probably because he was making it up as he went. As if on cue, Arwen skipped into the room, leaving paper petals all over the floor. “

“Great job, Arwen.” Your husband praised. “Now when the bride walks out, we stand as she comes up to the groom, okay? Then you can sit down.” He directed. “And here she comes-“ He sung out, hinting at your turn to enter the scene.

A horribly funny rendition of the bridal march was sung as you walked in, taking the smallest steps possible. Your daughter had the biggest smile on her face, similar to the one painted on your husband’s face as he continued to sing. As you got up to the front, you gave Arwen your bouquet.

“You get to hold my bouquet as we say our vows, okay?” she nodded gleefully as you joined Eddie at the wall.

“Hello my husband.” You laughed.

“Not yet.” Eddie replied in a jokingly serious tone.

“Oh yes of course. Sorry.” You stifled a laugh.

“We’re going to say our vows.” Eddie said toward Arwen, breaking character. He turned back to you and squinted his face before beginning.

“Y/N. As I look back on all the special moments we have experienced together, I realize that it was always you. Even before I knew your name, I knew you were the one for me. You have shown me what real love is. A kind of love I’ve never felt I deserved. I admire your patience, your determination and your love for everyone around you. You have been the most wonderful mother and every day, you continue to show me just how much love can grow. I love you, Y/N. Forever and Always.” He says.

Silence.

Tears threaten to spill at the sudden moment of sincerity. His words pulling you into a space where it felt time stopped. Not even that, time was merely a concept as you were driven back to 5 years ago when Eddie said something quite similar, without the ‘wonderful mother’ part.

That was it. Love is timeless.

Eddie continued to smile at you, his eyes saying more than his already captivating words. In that moment, all you could think about was how your husband was showing his daughter was true love looks like. What it means to be loved by a man so thoughtful, so honest, so meaningful.

Something that was considered the opposite of Eddie’s character years ago by everyone around you; even yourself. Here he was, confessing his love to you as if it was the first time. All you could do was stare.

“Mommy…” Arwen interrupted your thoughts. “Aren’t you suppose to say your vows too?” Her feet dangled from the seat she was in as her empty basket tapped against the side of the chair. She looked on eagerly at the two of you.

“Right, of course.” You smiled at your daughter before looking back at Eddie. Remembering your original vows and thinking of all that has happened since, you began.

“Eddie, I remember the first time I heard your voice. The school cafeteria. You stood up for a freshman who was getting bullied by- what was his name, oh yes, Jason.” You nodded, Eddie smirked at the mention. “lI was told many things of your character. I even was one to believe them. My biggest regret was not realizing that the first time I heard your voice was the true portrayal of your character. You love. Deeply. Because you love so deeply, you bleed. Your bandage was always what protected you. We have been through so much since then. To this day, you continue to bleed and through that, show me- our daughter, what true love is. I admire your eyes as they seek out the people who usually go unseen, your voice for how it carrie’s in a room and can be heard, your laughter and funny jokes to keep me laughing, and your heart for others. I love you Eddie Munson. You are the most loving husband and father. I am blessed to call you mine. Forever and always.”

“Forever and always, sweetheart.”

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AHHH thank you for loving dad!eddie and arwen munson! it brings me joy anytime i write about them and i love that you feel the same reading! These stories have kept me sane throughout my last year of college and I need to do more! Thank you for reading!! Please send me more dad!eddie requests as I am finally on summer break! Thank you for your patience as I finish school! So much love! ✨

taglist: @geekmom3 @ruinedbythehobbit @dark-academia-slut @middle--fingering @aesthetic-lyss @wintermunsonreads @aftertheglitterfades @littlepotatobeansworld

Eddie Munson taglist: @cryuki-patootie @tvserie-s-world @that-gay-snail @grippleback-galaxy @ghostimpala @senthiasworld @maripinkman @mvnsonlover @foxsmvlder @a-lil-pr1ncess

lmk if you’d like to be added to my Eddie taglist!

[cha-melodius]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks to @ninzied for the tag!

How many works do you have on ao3?

120!

What's your total ao3 word count?

1,371,932

What fandoms do you write for?

RWRB, TMFU, Lokius

Top five fics by kudos:

Please Don't Let Me Be So Understood

Nova, Baby

Class(room) Warfare

All the Old Showstoppers

Always Where I Need To Be

Do you respond to comments?

I try. I used to be very good at responding but my backlog has gotten extreme (1491 unanswered comments as of right now, if you're curious) so at this point I pretty much only answer if it's a chapter in an ongoing multichap, or someone asks a question.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I have a caradin fic that's straight up a break-up fic with no resolution, but I still feel like my angstiest is probably Black Moon (napollya), because they're in love but the situation is so fucking bleak. Sorry guys.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Any of them that end with a proposal lol? I've got a lot of fluffy fics and all of my long fics end with pure fluff, so I don't think I could pick out one.

Do you get hate on fics?

I have been lucky not to really get any, at least lately. I've gotten... less than polite comments, of course, but no outright hate (knock on wood).

Do you write smut?

Yes, although I would not say it's an integral part of my writing tbh.

Craziest crossover:

Craziest might be Maybe, This Time, which is a Mandalorian/BSG crossover that involves dimension-hopping lol.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! I've had a few of my TMFU works translated and now there's someone in the RWRB fandom that translates most (!!) of my fics into Mandarin, which is mind blowing and flattering and I'm so grateful because I've gotten comments from people who have read them translated and loved them.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not yet!

All time favorite ship?

I don't think I can pick one; some of my past ships are just that—past—but there are a few I will carry in my heart forever.

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

If I want to finish it, I will, even if it takes a long time. I might stop wanting to finish a wip, but that's not the question is it?

What are your writing strengths?

Banter/dialogue, action, pacing, plots. People have told me that they can picture my scenes like a movie because of the description and that makes me feel good.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Although I have my moments, I don't really tend to think of my writing as beautiful. I'm just not that poetic/lyrical.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

Sure! If it's in my own fic I usually have a native speaker look over it (I haven't done this lately but I have gotten Russian consults for TMFU fics).

First fandom you wrote in?

Xena: Warrior Princess, back when that show was airing. Fanfic primarily distributed over internet mailing lists and posted on your own website.

Favorite fic you've written?

Stealing Nina's idea and doing one in each of my main fandoms I've written in because it's hard to pick (even then this was rough).

Nova, Baby Series—Spy AU, Firstprince

Love is a Losing Game—Chess AU, Napollya (SHOCKER I KNOW)

What Makes a Good Man Series—Spy AU, Lokius

Here It Goes Again—The Mandalorian (Caradin but mostly Din character study in a time loop)

I'm not sure who's been tagged and who hasn't or even everyone who has done this, but a few tags below the cut. If you'd like to do it, jump in!

@kiwiana-writes, @rmd-writes, @three-drink-amy, @cricketnationrise, @14carrotghoul

@leaves-of-laurelin, @tintagel-or-cockleshells, @inexplicablymine, @firenati0n, @liminalmemories21

@orchidscript, @sparklepocalypse, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @mirilyawrites, @heytheredeann

@nicijones, @justabigoldnerd, @myheartalivewrites

[the-badger-mole]

Shipper Tag Game

Tagged By @kila09

1. What ship were you completely obsessed with when you were a teenager, but now you don't care anymore?

I wouldn't say I don't care anymore, I just haven't been inspired by them in a while, but definitely Inu/Kag. They were not my first ship, but they were the first ship I wrote for.

2. Which ship would you consider your first one?

Serena/Darien from the Sailor Moon US dub.

3. Your first fanfic belonged to which couple?

Inu/Kag. And no...you can't read it.

4. Do you remember the first couple you saw a fanart over?

Inu/Kag. it was drawn by my friend

5. Did you ever get into ship discourse?

Ha! I am the discourse....yes. I do.

6. Did you used to have a NOTP or have it currently?

Kataang and Sess/Rin. The full body cringe I get when I think of either of them...

7. Who were the couple in the last fanfic you read?

Zutara

8. Currently, do you have any OTPs?

Zutara, forever and ever. Usa/Mamo (now that I've seen the original Japanese version), Inu/Kag

9. Is there any couple, to this day, you are extremely mad about not getting together?

Zutara. They are my only OTP that isn't canon, but they should have been. Hayley and Andy from Modern Family is next. I'm honestly not happy at how they handled Hayley's arc in general. The writers were so cruel to her! I'm still not over it, and I'm mulling over a fix-it fic for her (one-shot probably). Ichabbie (Ichabod Crane and Abbie Mills) are in third place, but a very distant third. I lost all respect for Sleepy Hollow after how they treated both Abbie the character and Nichole Beharie the actress.

10. Is there any ship you used to dislike but now you think they are kind of interesting?

...no. Not really. I mean, I guess you could count CaptainSwan from OUAT, but that's less I didn't like the ship and more I wanted to get rid of Emma so EYE could have Hook.

11. Do you have any ship that, in the past, was considered normal but now would be canceled over?

I mean...probably? I can't think of any right now. I only have a handful of ships that I care enough about to talk about, and most of them don't appear on my blog, so...🤷🏾‍♀️

12. What was your favorite crack ship?

Mai/Aang (or Flying Dagger as I call them). I don't even really consider this a crack ship. Don't get me wrong, I see them being a disaster together, but not in a cracky sort of way. More of a reality show couple way.

13. Who is the couple you read more fanfics of?

Zutara these days. It used to be more of an even split between my top 3 ships, but the fact that I get around to reading anything these days feels like an accomplishment.

14. What do most of your ships usually have in common?

Powerful women and the powerful men who would die protecting them. Also, powerful women and the powerful men who are their biggest cheerleaders

15. What do you absolutely hate in a ship?

I mean...pick a trait from Kataang, and that's pretty much it. Hero gets the girl because he's the hero; the woman becomes the supportive background partner no matter how powerful and ambitious she was before she got with him; Man can't control his violent outburst without his partner's help. Kataang is the embodiment of everything I hate in a ship.

@soopersara @dhwty-writes @veggie-smoothie @vocalvixen20cp the floor is yours if you want it!

[slveepyscwrs]

You want ACTUALLY obscure ship dynamics inspired by small fandoms WITH prompts for each of them to help you write? I got you bestie:

I get the frustration. You want to explore a new ship dynamic to practice your romance writing skills, but you can't find anything aside from the same old.

If that sounds like something you struggle with, here are some ship dynamics that are criminally underused because I've either seen it in a fandom that's teeny-tiny, or I thought of them myself and I haven't been able to see it anywhere.

(Disclaimer: Some of these MIGHT be slightly popular already, so don't go saying "erm actually I've already seen this trope used a bunch of times." I'm not saying that these ideas haven't been used at all, I'm just saying that their popularity is very less compared to some other tropes. I'm also not trying to judge anyone who likes popular tropes.)

Be sure to tag me if you use any of the prompts included here!

Teacher x Teacher. Blame Mr. Ajayi x Mr. Farouk from Heartstopper for my obsession with this. I know, Heartstopper itself isn't a small fandom, but this shipping trope is. Student x Student has already been done a gazillion times. Student x Teacher... uh... not everyone's cup of tea. Teacher x Teacher has a lot of opportunities for fluff and angst, and is also good practice for writing older characters.

(+ Bonus Points if the students notice and try to get them together and/or just sit there confused because how the hell did we get here?)

Prompt Ideas:

"It's 10:00 P.M., and you're still grading tests? Nope, I'll handle them, and you need to go home and rest."

"This is the third time this week that you've been crying in the teacher's lounge. That's it, tell me the names of the kids that I need to give a piece of my mind and extra homework to."

2. Childhood Enemies to Lovers. Before you say, "Wouldn't that just count as enemies to lovers?," the vast majority of enemies to lovers that I've seen involve A and B meeting when they're already teens/young adults.

We love childhood friends to lovers. We love enemies to lovers. Why not have both?

The media that I got this trope from is a BL drama called "We Best Love." If I gushed about how much I love this series and how it lives rent-free in my head, this post would last forever.

(+ Bonus Points If they realise that they never really actually hated each other, it was just a silent lie they were telling each other throughout their childhood.)

Prompt Ideas:

"You couldn't even let me have the slide for five seconds when we were kids. Why are you doing all this for me only now?"

"Wait, don't tell me you're still holding grudges from when we were literally in diapers?"

3. Okay guys today we've gathered to come up with a plan to get these two gosh darn idiots together. I don't really know how to describe it other than that. I also don't recall seeing it any of my fandoms, mostly from my OC stories.

However, I don't know if it's just me, but I LOVE seeing the ship's friends getting involved in having the ship sail successfully. We Stan supportive friends, and the comedy that comes with such situations is a surefire way to keep readers hooked.

(+Bonus Points if two of the friends slowly realise their feelings for each other WHILE doing their shenanigans to try and get the main ship together. Extra Chaos.)

Prompt Ideas:

"What are you suddenly doing here?" "[Friend] sent me." "That's weird, [Friend] sent me too." "Wait..."

"You're telling me that they still didn't realise they have feelings for each other? Ugh, fine, I guess it's time for Plan B..."

I have a lot more of these, but this post is getting too long. If you want to hear more about lesser known tropes, please show some love to this post!

Love,

Your Gay Writing Bestie

[zenkindoflove]

ACOTAR tag game 💕

Answer the questions below & tag whoever you want, or make it an open tag!!

Thank you @the-darkestminds!!! Your answers were so fun to read!

Who's your favourite ACOTAR character?

Lucien. He's always going to be #1. 🦊

Who's your least favourite character?

Azriel. I fluctuate between I can't be bothered and actively being a hater. Also the fandom's obsession with him has soured me further because I'm contrarian like that. I can't be helped. I got the ick early on and I'm afraid I'm likely not to come back from it.

Say something nice about your least favourite character.

God damn it. Um, he's pretty.

Who's your favourite High Lord? (If you picked one for your fav character, then who's your second fav!)

I love me some Tarquin. I love that he wants to tear down power structures and that he doesn't trust Rhys and Feyre (as he shouldn't).

Favourite MINOR character?

How minor is minor? Does Eris count? He's not minor in my heart. He feels more major than minor. If Eris doesn't count then I would say Jurian. I need more of that chaotic hottie.

Favourite ship? (Crackships included!)

Elucien is my OTP forever. ☀️🌷

Favourite court and why?

I think it's a mix between Day and Autumn since I think about those two the most. Day because there is so much mysterious magic going on there, with their powers, the libraries, and the Pegasuses. And Autumn because they have all the interesting intrigue, story, and the aesthetics and atmosphere is my FAVORITE. Sooooo.... I'm gonna go Autumn.

Make up a brand new court RIGHT NOW, NO PREP JUST VIBES.

Since there are the seasonal courts and the solar courts already, maybe there could be courts that can be different ecosystems (like desert, tundra, rainforest, etc). And I would do the Ocean Court so there can be mermaids, mermen, and mertheys. For no ulterior motives whatsoever.

What relationship would you have wanted to see more of in the books?

I need more with Lucien and Eris like I need air to breathe. Please oh please, SJM, give us that brotherly angst and love.

What's your unpopular opinion?

Let's be real. It's probably many of my opinions on Azriel. But since I already gave him a hard time. I would say probably that I'm firmly in camp Elain's book is next and that I disagree a lot with people who say "we just don't know enough about Elain" or "Elain has no development". I've made several posts about this, so I won't rehash it. But I think Elain is very well developed for her book and we've been through several life changing moments with her already. We might not "know" Elain in that she is more reserved and we haven't had her POV, but we know a lot about Elain, her history, her narrative conflicts, how other characters perceive her, and the direction that her story is generally going to take is pretty easy to visualize. Basically, I care about Elain. I pay attention to her. I see what Sarah has been doing and I'm ready and here for it. We know just as much if not more about her than most of the other side characters in this series.

What's your favourite headcanon/fan canon?

That Eris is GAY (or bisexual).

If you were swept away to Prythian, what's ONE thing you would want to do?

Fuck Lucien and if he won't have me the next available redheaded Vanserra. Preferably Eris. Oh, I'd also want to eat some food cause wtf does this faerie food taste like that makes human food taste like ass?

If you could have ONE faerie ability seen in the books, which would it be?

Healing I think would be the most useful.

No pressure tagging: @crazy-ache, @olenvasynyt, @ataraxiasflame, @teddyhoneybear, @lucienarcheron, @animezinglife , @starsreminisce

[ha1taniwh0re]

Captain of Dutchman

I will remember that day forever, everyone fighting eachother, my dad was fighting with William Turner when Jack yelled to get my father's attention. He turned to face Jack and saw him with knife and his heart. Father's face was now showing scared face. He knew he will die so he put his sword into William Turner's heart. Bill Turner attacked my father, but while they were fighting each other dad haven't see Jack and Elizabeth making Will to stab my father's heart.

"FATHER THEY HAVE YOUR HEART!!" I yelled and started running towards my father.

Suddenly my father looked at me with tears in his eyes and I saw William who stabbed his heart and died.

"NOO!! FATHER!!!"

I ran to him but all I could hear before he fall from ship was him saying Calypso's name. I fell on my knees and saw Jack and Elizabeth who went back to there ship. Dutchman's crew started walking towards William.

"HE WON'T BE A CAPTAIN!! TAKE MY HEART!! DUTCHMAN MUST HAVE A CAPTAIN!!" I yelled.

Macus looked at me with sad face.

"You are 14 Koko, you can't be a captain" he said.

"I WON'T HAVE HIM AS CAPTAIN!!"

Macus looked towards William and I saw them putting his heart in chest.

"You betrayed my father...." I whispered to Macus with tears.

"The Dutchman must have a captain, Koko"

Ship started going up again and i just left the ship.

"William Turner you will be cursed for the rest of your life, I can promise you that".

"Captain Barbossa!!! I NEED TO HAVE A WORD WITH YOU!! IM CARINA'S FRIEND AND IT WOULD BE LOVELY IF YOU COULD TALK TO ME BECAUSE YOUR DAUGHTER WILL DO SOMETHING STUPID AND I NEED YOUR HELP!!" I yelled trying to find Captain.

"Let's talk than missy!! Tell me does Sparrow have to do something with this?" A voice came from helm.

I looked up and saw him standing there. I walked to him so we can speak without shouting.

"unfortunately my captain, Jack has something to do with Carina. Carina is on her adventure with William's and Elizabeth's son Henry and they are on there way to find Poseidon's trident. Spanish captain wants to kill Jack and Carina is near Jack which means death. Carina is on this adventure because she thinks her father left her a book to unravel the mystery of where she came from, and discover who she was truly meant to be. I know you think that it's better for her to doesn't know about you but this adventure will take her life if you don't help me captain".

"Salazar....." old captain said.

"Yeah well I need you to help me save your daughter because she will kill herself and she is my only family I have left!!"

"Do you know the name of Jack's ship? Where did you see Carina last??"

"I don't know Jack's ship but I know how to get us to him" I said and took Jack's compass from my coat.

"As for Carina is was chased by soldiers, she was called a witch"

I opened a compass so we can get direction. It gave east

"It looks like we have a direction captain"

Barbossa looked at compass and saw east.

"GET YOUR DIRTY ASSES TO WORK YOU STUPID SEA DOGS!! WE HAVE A DIRECTION GO EAST!!!" Barbossa yelled.

"What would be your name missy??"

"Koko, Koko Jones captain" I said.

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So I started this story yey so happy about it. Reblogs likes comments are appreciated 💓

Tag: @micheleamidalajedi @sunflowerleii @undertaker-biscuit @soul4death @thesamuraiofsingapore 💓