#one about a god awful mulan au

[howlingmoonrise]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

thank you for the tag @galvanizedfriend!!!!!!

How many works do you have on ao3? 45!

What's your total ao3 word count? 168,011 words

What fandoms do you write for? i'm an awful, awful fandom hopper :x but i write most consistently nowadays for petshop of horrors

Top five fics by kudos: 1) my dracula/barbie fic la petite mort is in first place, to the surprise of absolutely no one🤦‍♀️ 2) warrior, a post-movie shan yu/mulan oneshot 3) standing sentinel, an alien vs predator fix-it oneshot where lex goes with the predators and scar survives 4) surprising even me????? bonded, a soul eater soulmate au oneshot from 2014???? it has 8 comments total and half of them are my replies???? HOW. 5) not as surprisingly, in the woods somewhere, an ever after high cerise hood/daring charming au where daring accidentally ends up becoming the next riding hood. rare fandom/pair niche ftw!

Do you respond to comments? do you know when you reply mentally to things and then forget to actually do it irl? 😬 i have a really bad habit of opening comments on mobile, where i never type anything if i can help it, gush and draft the entire reply in my head, and then... yeah. i do eventually actually get to them all, but some will suffer through a year of no response before i pull up my sleeves and get to them. but dear gods do i try. the full answer is "yes, i do, and i absolutely love them all" but i feel very guilty about taking so long so i'll stick with "i try" 🙏🙏🙏

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? probably see you soon, a voltron legendary defender shidge fic, or songbird, a petshop of horrors angelica/p-chan oneshot with a bit of an experimental style. i think they're probably only fics i have that have a 100% unambiguously unhappy AND undeserved ending

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? i usually try to aim for at least an ambiguously happy ending, so most of them? buuuuut that being said, i'm gonna point to my earlier fics in the soul eater or the yuri on ice fandoms, i was a lot sappier back in those. i've gotten a taste for a bit of a crunchier ending since then.

Do you get hate on fics? not really. i did receive hate for my voltron ships directly on the blog, but we all know how rotten that fandom was lmfao

Do you write smut? occasionally? i feel like i was in my smut-writing peak back in the soul eater fandom, but i was VERY productive in writing fic in general back in those days, and that no longer holds true. i feel like i'm a lot more self-conscious in writing smut nowadays and about how badly my writing in that genre would sound - the ideas are willing, but the flesh is weak.

Craziest crossover: i hate that my writer's block has cockblocked me from going crazier since despite wanting to write even wilder ships but. once again. my dracula/barbie fic la petite mort.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? not exactly. as far as i'm aware, no one has taken it ipsis verbis, but i have seen unauthorized and uncredited translations of my works floating around.

Have you ever had a fic translated? *side-eyes paragraph above* yep! my works seem to get podficced more than anything though

Have you ever co-written a fic before? i started writing one in my old, old days in the danny phantom fandom (hello, first fandom!), but our email exchanges petered out and it never got finished or posted anywhere

All time favorite ship? how the FUCK am i supposed to chose. my dude. why would you do this to me. it changes with the phases of the moon.

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? i am 97.89% made of wips. 😬😬😬 there's just. so many. the first ones that come to mind is a magicstone (magica de spell/gladstone gander from the donald duck comics) angsty-ass oneshot, and also a jane darling/peter pan fic from peter pan 2 return to neverland, both of which i only ever posted snippets for a wip ask game years ago 😭😭😭 i also very much want to finish my shan yu/mulan longfic to the victor, the spoils and i have every intention of doing it but then i look back and. it's been half a decade already. rip.

What are your writing strengths? uhhhh. i find interesting dynamics and ways of bringing characters together? i'm a rare/crack shipping bitch so i need to find a way of really selling what i'm writing so that people will read it, so i guess i've honed my skills in that direction. i also usually get comments complimenting my writing style, though my own taste for it varies wildly. i also think i'm good at adapting my own style to fit the source material one.

What are your writing weaknesses? apart from being in a semi-permanent state of writer's block and never finishing anything, you mean? where do i START. action scenes. comedy. not doing run-on overly-wordy sentences no one but me will understand. too many italics. FUCKING PLOT. why can't i write solely vibes and pining, WHY does plot have to haunt me while blowing raspberries at me for not knowing how to plan anything more complicated than a fairytale-level quest.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language? english already IS another language for me 😂 that being said, i don't generally like it unless it's an untranslateable pun term or plot-relevant, in which case footnotes are appreciated. exceptions are titles/honorifics/actual names of things.

First fandom you wrote in? danny phantom, all the way back in like... 2009? it was how i learned to speak/write english beyond the basics. it was very, very bad, but i'm glad i got to go through that and experiment so wildly in such an encouraging fandom.

Favorite fic you've written? cinq d'épées, my princess and the frog dr facillier/charlotte la bouff 15k oneshot LITERALLY EVERYONE IS SLEEPING ON. why do people keep gushing on the dracula/barbie fic when that fic is RIGHT THERE with far less views than most of my other fics and way better writing quality. i honestly hate reading my own writing and even i enjoy rereading that one, villain/heroine morally grey ships my beloved.

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thanks again for tagging me!!! tagging @sandmancircus @acernor @nemainofthewater @produdfctititty @starfishride @malgraw @olderthannetfic if you guys feel like it!

[mandaloriangf]

Okay so like I'm not a rexlo but like that much hate on my dash is getting to be a bit much. Like you put in the tags "don't want to be an elitist" but your post was all about having to see everything in a Fandom for your ship to valid? Idk pal, the tags and post kind of contradict itself...

i haven’t posted about r/ylo in days

[drewreadsfanfics]

Make a Man Out of You -♥︎♥︎♥︎ - 5 chp - kkei2

Teen and Up - Mulan - Mulan/Shang - Transmasc - 60,476 words

Summary

He backs away from me, his eyes wide with betrayal.

"You're a... All this time you've..." Shang shakes his head. His voice is unbelievably fragile. "Gods, Ping, you're a girl?" he murmurs.

I let out a high, nervous laugh that does nothing to hide my distress. "You seem an awful lot more certain about it than me."

 Otherwise known as: a very gay interpretation of Reflections, involving Buddhism, bromance, and trying to survive a war while binding.

Notes by the Author:

For creativenamesareoverated.

This is basically a canon complaint about any of those genderbender romances which refuse to acknowledge the existence of bi people, plus my own personal interest in exploring the story of Mulan from the perspective of a trans character. Bromance and identity crises ensue. For a bit of clarification: I'm using the original spelling of Mulan/Ping's surname(Hua) to make it closer to the original ballad. Think of this as...a complex(i.e. confusing), sort of ooc AU of the original Disney movie.

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Definitely one of my favorite fanfics. There’s so much angst and trans experience in the war setting. But it’s absolutely warm and lovely, the romance is great, the friendship is great, and Mulan is amazing. 

A great tribute to my favorite movie. Baby me would’ve loved trans!Mulan.

[alexiessan]

Never alone - Chapter Twelve - Soulmate AU

AO3

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Hi! Thank you for all your reaction to the last chapter! I love knowing what you guys thought of the chapters :) 

Robin was the first to wake up the next morning. The sun shining right in his face bothering him for a few minutes and preventing him to open his eyes completely.

The first thing he saw when he opened his green eyes was black hair.

Marinette’s black hair.

His girlfriend was still sleeping, and he would have liked to say that she looked peaceful in her sleep, but it was clear on her face that the pain was still there and bothering her even in Dreamland. She was obviously frowning and was trying to get closer to him, looking for pressure against her invisible wound.

He lifted a hand up his face, checking that his mask was still in place before putting a strand of Marinette’s hair behind her ear with the same hand.

It was nice, he thought, waking up like this. He could get used to it.

Realizing that he spent the whole night in Paris without telling his family — even if they probably knew that already — he took his phone out and answered the few texts he’s received ever since he left his home.

He answered his father first, telling him that Marinette was ok, if in pain, and told him that he will probably spend the whole day in Paris, if not the whole weekend.

He then answered his brothers who were worried about Robin’s soulmate and told Drake, that no, he couldn’t call the tiny French girl and ask her directly since it was Ladybug who got hurt, and he’s not supposed to know her identity, don’t be an idiot, Drake.

Seeing that it was only six am on a Saturday morning, the vigilante put his phone away and closed his eyes to catch a bit more sleep. He usually didn’t sleep late into the morning, but he didn’t mind doing it this once.

When Marinette woke up, the first thing she registered was the pain in her chest. It didn’t get better during the night, unfortunately. She winced as she tried to move but quickly gave up, it hurt too much.

She felt a hand stroking her back and only then did she open her eyes.

She saw Robin looking at her with worry in his eyes, asking silently if she was alright.

She gave him a small smile she hoped was reassuring.

“Hey,” she whispered.

“Hey,” he answered, lightly kissing her forehead.

She smiled, cuddling to him, seeking his warmth.

“This is nice, waking up like that.”

He didn’t say anything, but the hand stroking her hair told her that he thought the same thing.

During the last five months, the fashion designer learned that Robin talked more with his actions than with his swords. He was too proud — or afraid, maybe — to say some things out loud, but if you paid enough attention, his actions told you everything you needed to know.

You just had to pay very close attention.

“What time is it?”

“Around ten.”

Not too late but not too early either.

“Do you want breakfast? I have a spare toothbrush if you want to freshen up too.”

“Are you telling me I have bad breath?”

She giggled.

“I’m telling you we both have morning breath, and I would like to kiss you good morning at some point.”

He flicked her nose teasingly and got up, helping her to get up as well.

“Hand me your dog plush,” he said, smiling a little — probably mocking her — “I’ll heat it for you.”

She handed it to him.

“Don’t tease, I know you love dogs as much as I do.”

“Yeah, but I don’t have plushes.”

“No, but you have a real dog.” she sighs. “You’re so lucky.”

He ruffled her hair with an amused smile.

After Robin got the dog plush heated, he followed the Eurasian girl in the bathroom, where she got a brand new toothbrush out of the package and handed it to him.

Both of them brushed their teeth in silence, and it hit Robin how domestic it was.

After five months apart from each other, the youngest of the Bat Family thought that seeing his girlfriend again would be awkward. That touching her would be weird or something. But when he saw her, he just took her in his arms and kissed her. It was so natural, like they were never apart in the first place.

And now, after waking up next to her, brushing his teeth next to her… It felt so natural that it scared him.

It scared him how attached he got to Marinette.

Yes, she was his soulmate and his girlfriend, but he didn’t think he would get attached to her so fast.

When they got to know each other in Gotham, he was fond of her. He liked her, so he kissed her, but he wasn’t quite attached yet.

And five months later, he was attached.

As his eyes caught Marinette’s in the mirror, he couldn’t help to compare himself now, and himself back when he was ten years old.

He was changing, he realized. Not just now, but ever since he was under his father’s care.

He was changing, and it scared him and reassured him at the same time.

People would laugh at his realization. Of course, he was changing. But it’s easy for other people to see that, but for yourself? You don’t see the change in yourself.

After Marinette rinsed her mouth, she smiled at him despite her pain.

And yeah, maybe it was a good thing he was changing. He thought that she wouldn’t smile at him like that if she met him when he was still under the influence of his mother and the league.

He had a lot of things to think about after he left to go back home.

They decided to spend the day watching movies in the living room. Marinette wasn’t in any state to go anywhere anyway, and Robin had a lot to discover when it came to movies.

There were so many movies he’s never seen, it was appalling.

She made him watch a Disney movie first, Mulan. It was her favorite one.

And ok, Disney wasn’t for him, she could understand.

None of them wanted to watch romantic movies, and horror movies were out of the question for the teenage girl.

So they watched some thrillers instead.

It would have been great, cuddling with Robin like this, if only Tikki would stop glaring at him.

She still held a grudge from their first meeting.

Robin didn’t apologize, and he probably never would. Plus, it seemed like Tikki’s glares didn’t bother him the slightest.

If the Kwami of creation didn’t like him, the holder of the ladybug Miraculous could only wonder how it would go when he will meet her friends.

She shuddered as she thought of the possibility of Alya not liking him.

Well, she will see that when they cross that bridge.

Saying goodbye to Robin after the whole day spent together was painful. He said that he could spend the whole weekend but she had things to do on Sunday and she had to go outside — in pain or not, she had to meet with Claude for their joint project — so she wouldn’t be able to be with him that day.

She kept him with her as long as possible by kissing him thoroughly, though.

God, she loved kissing him.

She loved it when he brought her closer to him with a hand to her him. When he cupped her jaw or the back of her head.

She loved putting her hand in his hair and messing with this perfect style of his. She loved locking her arms around his neck as they deepened the kiss.

She was going to miss that.

She really hated how fast she got used to those things just for them to get taken away because they lived in different countries.

He put a strand of her behind her ear and kissed her forehead.

God, she loved it and he did that too.

“Until next time.”

She smiled sadly at him.

“Yeah. Have a safe trip back.”

She gave him one last kiss and when she opened her eyes, he was already gone.

When Damian got back to the manor, he was welcomed by his family’s worry and questions.

Yes, Marinette was ok.

Yes, she was in pain. A lot of pain, actually.

No, she didn’t need to go to the hospital, the Miraculous Cure healed her but the pain remained.

Yes, it’s awful.

The young Wayne was exhausted, so his father ushered everyone out of the room, but not before he told said:

“After what happened, the Justice League of America decided to take the negotiations on the next level. The Europe headquarters should accept our help soon after that.”

In his room, Damian lied against Titus, petting him and thinking about his day with Marinette.

He was changing, it was a fact. What his mother taught him in his childhood wasn’t what he relied on the most anymore.

He started to understand that it was a good thing. He wanted to be a better man. Not only for Marinette, but for his father, for his brothers.

But more importantly, for himself.

The months passed again, faster than Marinette would like.

The Parisian and Robin made video calls more than before. And the other vigilantes were crashing the calls more often too.

She didn’t mind that much, they still let them have at least one call a week without crashing it.

She loved talking with them and watching them interact, they always made her laugh.

She remembered that time where Red Hood and Nightwing made her fall from her chair from laughing too much.

“When I was born the gods said ‘he's too perfect for this world’.” Red Hood had said.

“Oh please, when you were born Satan said ‘finally competition’.” Nightwing had scoffed.

They had completely lost her after that, she couldn’t stop laughing.

Her and Robin’s birthday were close — she was born on the 16th of December, and he, on the 21st — and they spent at least two hours on the phone on those two days.

Robin has surprised her with a gift, arriving on the morning of her birthday. It was a locket with dried flowers inside and she loved it. It went well with anything so she wore it every day.

She also sent him something at the same safe address he gave her the first time. A leather jacket with a Robin carved on the back. You could easily miss it if you didn’t pay attention. She thought that the bird was more subtle than the R of Robin the vigilante.

Then, at the end of February, he gave her the best of news: the JLE finally gave in, and he and another of the Bat Family will come to Paris in June to help her and Chat Noir with the Akumas and to track Hawkmoth down.

He said they would be in Paris for as long as necessary.

Marinette couldn’t wait for them to get there. Not only could she see her boyfriend daily — or almost daily — but unbeknownst to him, Hawkmoth’s reign will soon come to an end.

Soon, Marinette would get to be a normal teenager again.

It’s not that she didn’t like to be Ladybug or anything. She loved Tikki — even if sometimes she could be like an annoying bis sister with all her lecturing — and she loved Chat Noir as a partner and a best friend.

She loved the freedom of being Ladybug, she loved running on rooftops and the wind in her hair as she fell and caught herself with her magical yoyo.

But she hated fighting. Marinette was a pacifist. And fighting wasn’t what a pacifist did.

She hated that she had to fight with and hurt innocent people. The Akumas were only victims of Hawkmoth, a puppet controlled by an adult man who wanted power to get whatever it was he wanted.

She hated to see the look on the Akumatized victims after they were freed from the butterfly’s user’s influence. They were always so guilty afterward, even if it wasn’t their fault. A lot of people who got akumatized sought therapy to help them cope with what they were forced to do.

She hated that a baby wanting sweets was enough for Hawkmoth to take advantage of.

And not just once, but several times.

But most of all, she hated the pressure it put on her shoulders.

As Ladybug, she was the only one who could reverse the damage and purify the akuma.

She couldn’t be weak, even for a second, during a fight.

She thought of Animechara and how she could have died that day.

She was getting tired, and she was only sixteen. She didn’t want to know how Robin’s teammates, who fought for a decade for some, could still do it.

While she would still go out as Ladybug for a run and for the adrenaline after Hawkmoth was out of the picture, she would let the other threats to the police.

Finally, Hawkmoth would be going down.

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[intothewickedwood]

Once Upon A Time Rewatch: 2x11 The Outsider

Last episode of what I consider to be 2a. Most people, I think consider 2x10 to be the start of 2b but idk I just like 2x12 as a start to 2b. It’s also when I start referring to Hook as ‘Killian’, at least in my tags.

If more people new about the spell that allowed them to cross the town line and keep there memories, I wonder how many people would leave. There must be people who want to explore the rest of the land without magic.

Leave Archie alone, Hook! And Mr. Gold was Archie’s patient for all of 2 minutes, as far as we know. He can’t know much about him.

Gold’s so happy to go look for Bae.

So the EF storyline happened a day after Belle gave Grumpy advice!

It makes me sad to see Grumpy as Dreamy. He was so wide-eyed and full of hope back then.

She’s so happy for him! I love their friendship.

I can’t believe Alice and Robin’s baby, Teacup looks exactly like grown-ass Grumpy.  

Oh snap! Was Hook actually reading that book or was he just being a dramatic biatch.

Hook looks so happy when he’s chasing Belle, it’s like they’re playing tag.

Who needs weapons when you have bookshelves!

How dare they do that to Belle. What a bunch of bastards!

Belle, that wasn’t so clever bringing only a dagger to fight the yaogui.

Poor Henry :(.

I get they’re homesick but why would they want to go back to a place with no indoor plumbing?!

Oh snap! Mr. Smee was a bad choice for someone to kidnap and tell about the town line. He could tell Hook everything!

Stop it! Stop hurting Belle you monsters! Those men are so awful and disrespectful!

Go Mulan! She’s such a badass! I love her!

Okay, but I would’ve sold my left foot to have seen Mulan fighting in the Emperor’s army! I love that movie! And it would have been cool to see OUAT’s interpretation.

How did Belle just know which book to look in and find the page she needed so quickly?  

Gasp! Mr. Smee was Peter Pettigrew this whole time :O!

Those seagulls be floating!

Belle’s super smart to have figured out where the boat was. I wouldn’t have figured it out. If OUAT characters were the scooby doo gang, Belle would be Velma, Pongo or that mysterious wolf (who according to wiki isn’t the same as Graham’s wolf friend) would be scooby, David would be Fred, maybe Will Scarlet would be shaggy, and Daphne would be……can I have Snow as Daphne just for the sake of having Snowing as a couple in this AU?

Woah, I’d trip over those invisible stares for sure.

Wait, how does Belle know Archie? I wonder if she went to therapy after being locked up for over 28 years. I like to think she did.

Snowing doing dishes together in cute outfits! I cry!

Oh no! Poor Henry’s calling to hear Archie’s voicemail :(. Poor kid. Archie meant so much to him.

I think this is Belle’s first annual Disney Princess adventure! And with Mulan! I am blessed!

You gotta wonder if Belle’s apparent lack of fear for Hook is partly due to the fact that she doesn’t exactly know how a gun works.

Hook does not know the meaning of personal space boundaries. Ngl, I wouldn’t complain if that were me but that’s just me, myself and I being wild xD.

Ngl, I would not be able to sleep easy at night knowing the person I was with killed their first wife. That’s pretty scary.

I wonder if Hook would have lowered the gun if Belle had said she didn’t love Rumple anymore. I don’t think he would’ve. He was too fixated on hurting Rumple.

Okay but I love the way Rumple fights with his cane. He really freaking goes for it!

Belle be wild trying to kill the yaogui with just a sword. The thing has a mane of fire! How you gonna get close to it??

I like the look of Mulan’s village.

Oh, okay! She was way ahead of me! She just poured water over it! Good one!

Phillip! Poor dude!

Holy bananas, Rumple! Chill with the cane!

Lol! That little slap Rumple gives Hook xD!

Archie!

Henry’s so relieved. God bless.

Aww. Belle called Mulan her friend!

Mulan and Phillip meeting! They cute. You can take Warrior Royals out of my cold, dead hands! I really needed to see more of their adventures together!

If only Belle had stayed with Mulan and Phillip. Oh, so Claude was one of the adventurers turned guard for Regina.

On what grounds can Regina arrest Belle, though?

The shawl worked!

Come to think of it, there probably wasn’t enough potion for other people to use to leave town.

Belle, step further away from the town line!

Where’d he shoot her?! What the hell, Hook?! What she do to you?!

Oh in the shoulder. So Hook didn’t intend to kill her, at least, not at that moment.

Hook wild. He totally cool with getting burned alive by Rumple.

Ouch! There goes Hook!

Apparently the stunt double had to be hit by a car continuously to shoot that scene. Holy cow!

Poor Belle didn’t deserve this!

[pixie-skull]

AU Disney Heroines # 1: Feelings at First Pride Parades

MINOR UPDATE ON JUNE 22ND, ADDED GIFS AND NOT GOING TO ALWAYS. XD ALSO ITALIZED IS ADDED.

Before I go, yes I am going to attempt to make this open to anyone, but this creator wants more LGBTQ+ AUs, so this one just if you and x character went and the character's thoughts. Please share your thoughts if this good or not in my ask box? :D Here are the rules too.

Snow White (Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs): Snow would a bit overwhelmed, but hold your hand or shoulder the whole time, yet be excited about the floats commenting on the outfits and colors. Funny enough she brought the Seven dwarfs too, so she had a group to go to encase, it was her first Pride. (yet yes bring friends, going alone is a lot and @myhollie1911 thought of you when writing Snow’s part, plus Aurora)

Cinderella (Cinderella): Cindy would have made you and her cute patches and other tiny things and hide it from her step-mother because she would worry they be torn apart.

Aurora (Sleeping Beauty): Inspired by the splattered of her gown (you told about her it), she asked her aunts (I headcanon the Faries as a polyamorous relationship and her aunt like figures XP ) to make her Pride outfit have a similar effect and loves to show off to you shyly.

Jessica Rabbit (Who Framed Roger Rabbit): Outside people somewhat flirting to her, you two had a blast. You even saw her mood boost at the asexual* float and she buys herself an ace flag, which she wore as a cape.  (*=Many headcanon Jessica Rabbit as ace)

Ariel (The Little Mermaid): Ariel asks you and even strangers what the flags used mean and how to apply to them, but everyone can tell in a good place, not in a “you are just your sexuality and/or gender”. Funny enough she goes on a ramble on what her underwater kingdom events similar to Pride are like. Her sisters even came to support her. :D (Again can not stress how important it is to not go to alone, you be overwhelmed, but if want to, all the power to you. :D)

Belle (Beauty and the Beast): Belle is excited about the historical aspects and compares how far the LGBTQ+ Community got. You encourage her to see other parts of the parade too, but it is so adorable how she reads all these plaques, gather zines, and listen to a guest speaker. The friends from the castle and Lefou with his boyfriend had so much fun. 

Jasmine (Aladdin): Jasmine trusts you to show you around and if does have questions, is both comfortable and excited to be the one to ask. You find it so cute when the animal floats come how she telling she wants all the cats shown.

Pocahontas (Pocahontas): Similar to Snow White is quite at first, but unlike her, Pocahontas excited to see be part of the events, like she would rush to impulsively to floats where people brought their pets and ask if can pet them. She does stay quite though, however it is because she loves seeing the color of the flags in the wind.

Esmeralda (The Hunchback of Notre Dame): As a performer and enjoys to be part of the show and finds as many activities to do. She is even happy to see Jolly and Hugo being a cute dogs couple. So much when won a raffle for open mic she speaks about how in her experience religion has been supportive of the LGBTQ+ Community, after all, “Aren’t we Children of God”.

Megara (Heracles): Meg may seem distant about the idea, but she teases “like Ancient Greece, anything Gay Pride-related tends to be for the men”. However, she goes and has fun, even warms up to being more vocal in her pride. ( @sailorzelda94)

Mulan (Mulan): You are shocked Mulan never gone to Pride, but at other peer events always show interest in the Parades. Her friends' joke she should be a Drag King and named Ping, but drag is something she has mixed feelings. However, you both go and her friends all have fun and even though have significant others or girlfriends*, the men want to show support for their fellow war buddies. (*=Mulan II)

Jane Porter (Tarzan): Jane always seems too busy if helping her father’s study, her own work/art, or a combo. Finally being free you take her and she is dazed in awe and wonder the whole time. She jokes “is it called Pride for like a jungle there so much life here”. She does not do anything too dress-up for the event, but you know she comfortable with who she is, and everyone once in a while you kiss her to show much she means to you.

Kida (Atlantis: The Lost Empire): Kida so excited and even wears what looks like a 70′s biker and you can not help love how enthusiastic for the bikers. She does not fulfill the stereotypical image of someone in such attire, but she just loves the community aspect of Pride events. Even asks you questions of how she can introduce it to her family/kingdom.

Audrey (Atlantis: The Lost Empire): Audrey goes in a causal “butch” outfit and her demi jacket is adorned with all the cute little LGBTQ+ buttons you get her and she finds, but at Pride, she sees so many, she jokes she buys a second demi jacket and only for pride, only she goes does that.

Helga (Atlantis: The Lost Empire): Very quiet about it, but has a tiny smirk the whole time as she waves her rainbow flag when floats go by. She does sometimes act a bit aggressive when someone by accident hits on you, she punched an old man in the upper jaw. (thought of @mccoppinscrapyard)

Nani (Lilo and Stich): Nani has a lot of fun and even feels she kinda loosen up, even though Lilo and Stich are both acting up a few times, you help relax them, so she can have a day to herself. She does tease “now I understand why Lilo does not like loud noises, it is a lot here, even for me” * and you hug her, with the other two hugging her to calm her down. Stich even acts as a good makeshift guide dog. (*=I and many headcanon Lilo as on the autism spectrum.)

Tiana (The Princess and the Frog): Tiana does not mind the parade, but kinda wished she had a booth where she can sell food and cool beverages on this hot day. Luckily though again she has fun and brought Lottie and her significant other, so a makeshift double date. You do enjoy Lottie helps make the event more fun.

Charlotte or Lottie (The Princess and the Frog): As stated before, having a blast and loves the double date. She can not get enough of the scene and “sings” to the songs playing, even if clearly not remembering the words. She is aware of pink triangles history, but she a pink princess, she has to get all the pink. Luckily she even spoiled you, Tiana, and Tiana’s significant other.

Rapunzel (Tangled): Rapunzel was so shy in leaving her “tower” or room, but you reassured her you be there and no one going to judge because it is a fun place of community and celebration. She ends up going, but of course, being the artist she is, she painted both her (with help of the mirror) and your face in the colors of your respected flag. Even after Pride she wanted to go and joked “what if I got a super short haircut and dye it?” and you smiled, which she took as a yes, but kissed you unexpectedly, and you held her in your arms.

Merida (Brave): Funny enough she wanted to see the following then leave; The Bear Float, Dykes on Bikes, and find something to get her parents. Luckily she enjoyed more and more, but you could tell she wants you to remember those top things, and luckily she got them and more. Merida, not the most public affectionate person, but tiny moments like holding your hand you enjoyed.

Anna (Frozen): Unlike Merida, Anna is an affectionate bunny rabbit, plus wanted to see as much she could and even brought her camera and took plenty of photos. Her sister and friends were thankful you keep her anchored because of her hype.

Elsa (Frozen): Elsa was shy because she still feels freshly out and not sure if she wants people to prejudge her for something she can not help but be. Luckily she warmed up (ha ha puns) and even danced on the way home with Anna, both saying how much they appreciate having the other in their life.

Moana (Moana): Moana and her friend Maui had fun at mainly the floats, with him letting her sit on his shoulders. Even when eating the two have fun interactions with strangers, one both enjoyed to hand-wrestle with and dubbed him as “Mr. Shiny”.

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So how was that? :D I am actually glad to do something for Pride Month, so I hope to this for the other fandoms and their AUs, yet in the meantime, please share what you think, suggestions for other AUs, feedback on this, and HAPPY PRIDE! =D P.s. I am not sure if I keep all listed, so please be aware some AUs I struggle to think up stuff.

[worryinglyinnocent]

Fic: What Comes After (12/18)

Summary: Dead Like Me AU. After Belle French loses her life in an accident, she finds out that she has been recruited to join the ranks of the Grim Reapers, helping souls pass on. It’s a huge upheaval to deal with, but her fellow reapers are there to help her out, especially head reaper Gold.

Who says you can’t find love after life?

Rated: E for Explicit. 

Please note that the rating has gone up from previous chapters!

[One] [Two] [Three] [Four] [Five] [Six] [Seven] [Eight] [Nine] [Ten] [Eleven] [AO3]

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Twelve

Belle would admit to feeling a little bit giddy as well as a little bit nervous, and she wondered how much of her nervousness and giddiness was down to the weather. Summer had finally come to Storybrooke, and with the increased heat had come an increased sense of liberation and lowered inhibitions.

She had been astonished when she’d walked into the diner that morning in the middle of her rounds in order to collect her post-its for the day and had seen Gold not only not wearing his jacket, but also not wearing his tie or waistcoat. Even as the weather had been getting steadily warmer over the past couple of months, she had never seen him looking anything less than immaculate in his three-piece suit and tie in public. She’d seen him without his jacket when he was in the back room of the shop, or when he was in his own home, but she’d never seen him wearing this few layers.

For a while she had been working on the principle that perhaps, having been dead for as long as he had, the outside temperature of the world didn’t affect him, but since all of the other reapers, herself included, had been complaining about the heat for the past week, she’d come to the conclusion that he was just strange.

Now though, he had proved that he was just as human as the rest of them.

“Darling!” Ella exclaimed as she came in. “Whatever has come over you? You’re practically naked!”

This rather loud statement attracted the attention of everyone in the diner, and Gold sighed, rubbing his forehead and holding out Ella’s post-it for her.

“Thank you, Ella, for that wonderful start to the morning,” he said. “We’re not at all inconspicuous now.”

“Gold, we sit here every morning discussing death and receiving cryptic post-it notes; we couldn’t be more suspicious if we tried,” Ella said happily, squeezing into the booth next to David, who was trying very hard not to laugh at her antics, knowing that Gold wouldn’t appreciate it. Belle, on the other hand, focussed intently on her fruit salad and refused to meet the eyes of anyone else around the table. The idea of Gold being practically naked was one that she’d been revisiting an awful lot over the last couple of months of their being together, and now that the weather was warmer, and her blood was warmer with it, she found herself revisiting it even more frequently, usually in the dead of night in the company of her vibrator.

Tonight, though, Belle thought that perhaps heady daydreams might finally become reality. Gold had invited her over for dinner, which was not in and of itself an invitation for something more. They had both cooked for each other on several occasions over the last few weeks of their relationship, and whilst there was usually kissing involved at some point during the evening, there had never been any intimation of going any further than that.

Except today, Belle had decided that she was going to take matters into her own hands, literally if necessary. She’d been reading all the signals, and she thought that the time was right to make her move. Their kisses had been getting much more heated recently, and hands had been wandering from the more chaste positions that they had started in. If they were in Gold’s house, in his domain, then perhaps he would be more comfortable with taking the next step that she was sure they both wanted.

“Belle?”

Belle finally tuned back into the conversation in the diner to find that Gold and Ella had left, evidently having been unable to penetrate her daydream to say goodbye, and David was on the point of going as well. He was wearing a wry smile, and just gave her a wink as he left his money on the table for Granny and went out of the diner.

Belle just groaned, resting her head on the counter.

“What’s up, Belle?” Mulan asked. “You’ve been distracted the entire time you’ve been here, and you didn’t look at Gold once. Has something happened between you two?”

Belle shook her head quickly. “No, no, everything’s going smoothly. Nothing’s happened.” She paused. She could trust Mulan with her relationship worries. The only other person she’d ever had to talk about them was Ruby, who, although present at Dorothy’s apartment ever more frequently, was still off the menu.

“I sense a ‘but’.” Mulan gave her a knowing look. “Come on. Out with it. Unburden all your frustrations on me, whatever they might be.”

“Well, I think in a way, it might be the fact that nothing’s happened that’s the problem, if you get my drift.”

Mulan nodded. “I understand all right. There’s an itch that you really want to scratch with him, but you don’t think he’s interested in scratching it?”

“Oh no, I think he’s interested,” Belle said. “I just don’t think that he’s going to act on that interest without persuasion.”

“Well, he is nearly one hundred and fifty years old, so it’s probably not that surprising that he still has some Victorian values kicking about in there. There’s only so much that you can move with the times.” Mulan grinned. “But if you think that he needs persuasion, then I don’t see why you shouldn’t try and persuade him. It might be fun.”

Belle bit her lip, thinking about the forthcoming date that evening and wondering exactly how to go about it. She’d never really planned a seduction before; with her previous boyfriends, the bedroom stage had just happened by mutual agreement after a few dates.

“What if it goes wrong though? I’ll be at his house, and I don’t really want to have to do the walk of shame before anything’s even happened.”

“Well, if it does all go wrong, all you have to do is call me and I’ll come to your aid, and we can moan about the obtuseness of men together.”

“Mulan, you’re a lesbian.”

“That doesn’t mean I don’t have experience when it comes to the obtuseness of men. The difference is that mine is usually because I don’t want them to sleep with me.”

Belle laughed. “All right. If it all goes pear-shaped, you can be my knight in shining armour.”

“You’ll be fine. If you both want it then it’ll happen, even if it does take a little while. You’ve got to take these opportunities when you can get them.”

Belle gave Mulan a sage look; her friend was looking rather excited and she didn’t think that it was down to the hopefully imminent rekindling of Belle’s sex life.

“Is there some news I was not aware of?” she asked.

Mulan nodded.

“Merida’s got some time off and she’s coming over. Gold’s agreed to let me have a couple of days without reaps so we can spend some uninterrupted time together. It’s going to be a weekend of sex and whisky and jokes about bears and I can’t wait.”

“That’s great news, Mulan, I’m really happy for you.” Belle didn’t question the jokes about bears.

“I know. Now all we have to do is get you and Gold on the right track as well, and everyone will be well satisfied.”

Belle smiled, but Mulan made it sound so easy.

X

It was almost time to go, and Belle had been pacing up and down her bedroom for over an hour, wondering what to wear. She’d changed her outfit about three times and she was still second-guessing her underwear. In the end she’d decided on a light blue dress as a concession to the heat, and pale cream underwear that she felt comfortable in. There was no use in her wearing red satin and lace if she was going to be turning bright crimson herself as soon as he saw it. If she was going to be taking the lead in this next stage of their relationship, then she needed to be able to do that and not wonder about what he thought of her underwear.

She was going to be thinking about that anyway, no matter what she wore, but at least in this familiar set she’d be happier and more confident in herself.

It was time to go. She grabbed her purse, checked that there were condoms in there, although, could she get pregnant or carry venereal diseases if she was technically dead? Well, better safe than sorry; that wasn’t a conversation that she wanted to be having with Gold in the heat of the moment. They could discuss that after the fact once the deed had been done and she wasn’t quite as nervous about instigating the whole thing.

God, she wanted him so much, that wasn’t the problem. She’d been thinking about sleeping with him for weeks now. It wasn’t the act itself that was making her nervous. It was how to get to the act in the first place. If she could just flip a switch and have both of them naked and falling into bed together then life would be much easier.

Belle left the apartment and walked the few blocks out of the town centre towards the suburbs and Gold’s house. It was one of those buildings that she’d passed often in her post rounds and never knew who lived there, a house with obvious history and character, standing alone and quite distinct from the other houses around it. When she’d found out that Gold lived in this very house, she’d immediately showered him with questions about it and they’d spent the entirety of the evening just talking about the sprawling salmon pink place he called home.

She took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Would he know that she was planning to seduce him? Would he be receptive to her efforts if he did?

Gold was still looking casual when he opened the door; even more casual than he had been in the diner. His usual dress shirt had been switched for a more casual linen one and he was wearing jeans. Belle had never thought about Gold wearing jeans before. She’d become so used to seeing him wearing suits that she didn’t think he even owned a pair of jeans, and it took her several seconds of staring at him to realise that they were still standing in the doorway and she hadn’t actually said hello yet.

“Hi,” she managed eventually.

Gold chuckled. “I know, it’s the jeans, they throw everyone the first time.”

“I just… You’re always so attached to your suits,” Belle said as she stepped inside and he closed the door after her. “Don’t get me wrong, you look good in your suits. You look good not in your suits too. I mean, you look good now,” she added hastily, not wanting him to get the wrong impression even if that was exactly what she was trying to lead up to later. No sense in running before she could walk, and right now walking was proving a challenge when she was transfixed by Gold’s arse in his denim. Good grief, how was she ever going to get through dinner like this?

She took a deep breath to compose herself and followed him through to the kitchen. Chicken was sizzling on the stove and there was a large salad bowl on the side that he was chopping spring onions into.

“I didn’t think we’d want anything too heavy,” he said. “It’s so warm out; turning the oven on would just make us roast in here as well.”

Belle accepted the glass of wine that he offered her and sat down at the table, watching as he finished up the meal. She supposed that his cooking prowess came from so many more years of experience having to fend for himself than she had. And having to fend for Ella, if the tales of her kitchen disasters were to be believed.

“You should wear jeans more often,” she commented. “We never see you out and about looking casual. I think it would help with the PR, you know. You’re the only grim reaper who always actually looks the part in your dark suits.”

Gold shrugged. “It’s a throwback to pawnbroking,” he said. “I don’t get as much custom in that area as I used to, I mainly just deal antiques now, but it used to be very lucrative. As a pawnbroker I always used to dress in the best I could afford. It gives people confidence that you have the money that they need so desperately. Besides. I like wearing suits. Just like you like wearing your high heels.”

Belle looked down at her feet, encased in strappy silver sandals with a four-inch heel.

“I guess so. I don’t get to wear them for work, though.”

Although delivering the mail was always intended to be a temporary job until she could get on her feet and find something else, Belle had found it so useful when going about her reaps that she didn’t want to quit now. It was hard work a lot of the time and she was out in all weathers, but she found that she really didn’t mind it, and being out in the early mornings before the rest of the world was awake, seeing the town wake up around her, had given her a brand-new appreciation for this second chance at life.

“Yes. I think that people might have to double-take at a post lady going around on her bike wearing stilettos.”

The chicken was done, and Gold brought the food over to the table. The kitchen was a cosy place, perhaps a little too warm to be eating in there in the summer, but Belle liked the intimate atmosphere. Hopefully it would lead to even more intimate things a little down the line.

Once he’d finished eating, Gold sat back in his chair, running a hand through his hair and letting out a long breath.

“Shall we move to the living room for dessert?” he asked. “I think it might be cooler in there, it doesn’t get as much sun in it during the day.”

Belle was happy to oblige. The living room was far more suited to what she had in mind anyway.

Dessert was a strawberry cheesecake with ice-cream. For all he was generally good in the kitchen, Gold was terrible with desserts and always went for store-bought, which was fine in Belle’s book. As long as it had sugar in it and tasted good, then she was happy with it, and a small part of her did enjoy having something that she was better at than him despite him having been around for so much longer than her. He had always been incredibly appreciative of her baking skills whenever he had been round for a meal at her place, and the memory of his compliments made her smile.

She kept stealing little glances at him as they ate, wondering if his mind was going in the same direction as hers was. This was different for them, it was something new. They were eating in the living room as the sun went down, and Gold was the most casual and relaxed that she had ever seen him. She felt like she had been let into some kind of inner sanctum, and she hoped that meant what she thought it did. She hoped that it was an invitation to get a little bit further into that sanctum. Maybe to the upstairs.

He’d given her a full tour of the house when she’d asked for it that first time she had come over, but this was a different matter.

It was time to test the water. Belle put down her empty bowl and slid a little closer to him on the sofa.

“That was delicious, thank you,” she said. “It’s been a wonderful evening altogether.”

There was something that could make it even more wonderful, but Belle didn’t say that just yet. She waited for Gold to put down his wine glass before going in for a kiss. He accepted her readily, hands splaying over her back to pull her in closer. They’d come this far before, and now it was time to see if they could go any further.

“It has been wonderful,” Gold agreed once they finally broke away. He licked his lips where they had touched Belle’s, and she could see that his eyes were bright with some kind of unspoken desire. The next thing would be to see if she could actually get him to speak it.

“It doesn’t have to end yet, though,” Belle said. She kissed him again and he surrendered into it, almost melting into her embrace. If he kissed her like this all over, then she would die and go to heaven. “I mean, I don’t have to go home just yet,” she added. “In fact, I don’t have to go home tonight at all. It’s not like I have to be up early to do my post round in the morning.”

For a long moment, Gold didn’t react, and Belle wondered if she had been picking up the wrong vibes from him and this wasn’t going in the direction she thought it had been. Had she been too obvious? Not obvious enough?

“I don’t want tonight to end either,” he said eventually. “Would you like to stay the night? Here? With me? I mean, actually with me.” There was hope in his voice, but he looked so sweetly unsure, as if he couldn’t quite dare to hope that this evening was going in the direction he had hoped for.

Belle nodded eagerly. “I would love to stay,” she said. “I, erm, I may have brought my toothbrush with me.”

Gold laughed, and he pulled her in close for another kiss. There was nothing reserved in this kiss. It was clear that he wasn’t holding back at all. He wanted this just as much as she did, he just hadn’t had any real idea how to go about initiating it. Belle pressed in closer, scrabbling into his lap so that she could snuggle closer into his chest. Now that she was here, in this position, and she could feel the heat flooding through her veins and pooling between her thighs, she realised just how long it had been since she had last been this intimate with another person. She wondered how long it would have been for Gold. If she had been the first woman he’d dated throughout his afterlife, then she doubted that he would have gone any further with anyone, especially not if his unsureness around this encounter was anything to go by.

She let him up for air and smiled at his dumbstruck expression for a moment before diving back in. She wanted to show him just how much she wanted this. She didn’t want him to have any doubts or second guess himself at all. It had taken them long enough to start dating in the first place, and now that she was so close to what she wanted and what she needed, she wasn’t going to let awkwardness or old-fashioned formalities get in the way.

Shifting in his lap, she could feel his erection beginning to stir, and he broke away.

“Should we go upstairs?” he suggested.

Belle nodded, sliding off his lap and holding out a hand to pull him up off the sofa. The dirty dishes could wait, but she grabbed the wine bottle and Gold brought the glasses, following her up the stairs then showing her into his bedroom.

It was a beautiful room, all expensive drapes and dark wood, and she certainly could not say that the décor did not suit his usual mode of dress and sardonic personality, but all the same, he didn’t look all that at home in it right now, hovering in the doorway as she looked around.

“Are you all right?” she asked, going over and slipping her arms around his middle. Gold nodded.

“I’m just… I suppose I’m just a little nervous, that’s all.” He sighed, resting his forehead against hers in a little nudge of intimacy and trust that made Belle’s heart melt for him afresh. “It’s been a very long time since I’ve done this, Belle, and I really don’t want to let you down.”

“I’m sure that you won’t. I just want to be with you. That’s all I want. I don’t want the moon and the stars. I just want you, Alistair.”

“Then you shall have me, Belle.”

He kissed her again, walking her backwards slowly until she hit the foot of the bed and she kicked her shoes off, getting onto the bed and shuffling up until she could lay back against the pillows, beckoning him in closer to her. He followed with a smile, capturing her lips again as she pulled him down against the bedcovers with her, sinking into the plush cushions.

“I’m glad you’re not wearing your usual suit today,” Belle said, her fingers coming to the buttons of his shirt and beginning to slip each one through its hole. “It would have taken years to get you out of all your layers.”

Gold chuckled and sat up to let her push the shirt from his shoulders, her hands mapping his slim chest. There was a self-consciousness in his expression that Belle just wanted to kiss away, and she twisted to show the zipper of her dress.

“Would you do the honours?”

“Most certainly.”

He needed help with her bra fastening, but once Belle was topless as well, grabbing his hands and pushing her breasts up into his palms, he seemed to gain in confidence, and the rest of their clothes were discarded into the heap on the floor in short order afterwards.

“I brought condoms,” Belle said, punctuating her words with kisses. “I didn’t know whether we’d need them. Do things like that affect us?”

Gold shook his head. “No, we don’t need them. Unless you want to use one, of course. I don’t mind.”

“No, I’m all right. I just wanted to check. I’m glad we don’t need one.” She eyed his cock, standing to eager attention, and Belle could feel the heat rising between her legs as she welcomed him between her thighs.

“Oh Belle…” Gold’s voice was practically reverent as he smoothed her tousled curls out of her face, resting his forehead against hers. “Belle, sweetheart…”

“Yes,” Belle breathed. “Come on inside, Alistair. I want you inside me.” She was so hot, so desperate to be touched and to release the tension that was thrumming through her veins, and she groaned with anticipation as Gold nodded, reaching down to line up with her entrance and pressing into her slowly. His movements were unsure, and Belle nudged his thigh with her foot to get him to go a little deeper.

“You won’t hurt me, you know,” she said. “You can go a little harder.”

Gold nodded. “I know. I just want to savour the moment.”

Belle kissed him then, her tongue exploring his mouth and tasting every inch, and finally he began to thrust and give her the wonderful friction that she needed. He felt so good inside, just what she wanted, and she brought her legs around his back to bring him in closer, as close as she could get him.

“Belle, I can’t last, I can’t hold it…”

“Then don’t.”

She felt the rush of heat inside her as he came, his face buried in her shoulder and her name a whisper on his lips, and Belle closed her eyes with a smile. She hadn’t come, but she wouldn’t have traded this moment of togetherness for the world.

“Are you all right?” Gold asked, pulling out and rolling onto his side as he began to soften. He brought one hand to her breast, rubbing a thumb over her nipple.

“I’m perfect.”

“Even though you didn’t…”

“You made me feel good, Alistair, that’s all that matters.” She didn’t ever want him to stop touching her, or to move from his arms. He trailed his hands down from her breasts to cup her bottom, kneading her ass cheeks a little, and Belle pressed in close against him.

“Just hold me, Alistair.”

“Oh Belle, sweetheart, I’ll never let you go.”

They stayed cuddled close in the moonlight, exchanging soft kisses and caresses until Belle felt sleep overtake her, still smiling at the moment they had shared; the first of hopefully many more to come.

[gaymergal]

Favorite Season: Fall, Spooky season is the best even though I am a scaredy-cat

Comfort Food: Potatoes 🥔 in just about any form.

Do you collect anything? I have a small collection of smooth rocks from visiting different places. At any given time there is like a 70% chance I have a rock in my pocket.

Favorite Drink: Mountain dew my forbidden love 💔

I am almost three months no soda and I am trying to kick the habit for real this time. I’ve given it up before. I guess my new favorite drink is earl gray tea but it does not pack the caffeine punch needed to get through the afternoon 😓

Favorite Song: I am so bad at picking favorites, these next two questions are near impossible 😅😅 like I don’t have a go to this is my jam forever song. I like soundtrack music, if a video game or movie has a good music score its just 👩🏾‍🍳 💋 *chef’s kiss* I also like easy to sing along to Disney songs, 90s bops, and EDM

Favorite Fic: With love, 💖 how dare you

😅 I have just barely narrowed it down to three and “favorites” these are the three oldest fics I have followed that I love to re-read and have a habit of bringing up in conversation. These are all ff .net era fics: (picking just one would have been impossible)

White Shadows by good afternoon

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/7619672/1/White-Shadows

…its a Glee Civil war AU which is random af but here me out!

Santana’s father is a surgeon who is a jerk about how Santana has picked up a lot of stuff growing up around his practice and begrudgingly lets her work in his unit. And Brittany straight up pulls a mulan and takes her father’s place in the draft knowing he would do a better job of raising her little sister than if she had to raise her on her own without him. Santana helps Britney keep her cover and they fight in the war together and Santana has to patch her up so many times and the ending is a god damn tear jerker 😭❤️

Power Transcendent by Physics Queen

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/2606473/1/Power-Transcendent

Rare pair sailor moon fic Mercury x Venus

I love this fic. This was one of the first fics i followed and would get over the moon excited when it would update.This fic is unfinished, and has not been updated in over a decade and I have made peace with that. But like at least once a year I go back and re-read this. Should this ever update I would die, and it would be a happy death.

Raspberry Heaven by Falaphesian

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/1814242/1/Raspberry-Heaven

Kingdom hearts Kairi x Yuffie

Its just so godamn wholesome. I read this in high school and its just a comfort favorite. There is a bit in here about chasing happiness that I am going to butcher trying to summarize it but like, you live for the in between moments. Happiness isn’t a permanent state you have to cherish the moments as they happen, a perfect day might be a summer day picking raspberries with your friends but if you did that every day it wouldn’t be as special.

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Other fanfic throwbacks that also deserve love:

The once and future taiyokai by rosie b

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/3153922/1/The-Once-and-Future-Taiyoukai

Inuyaha fic kagome x Sesshomaru

Van-Rosenberg by originalalcy

Buffy Fic willow x tara

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/9372781/1/Van-Rosenberg

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The Cruelty and Fairness of Fate by Crawlspace

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/767857/1/The-Cruelty-and-Fairness-of-Fate

Sailor moon fic mercury x Jupiter

As a side note going back to ff .net to pull links for this was awful. Thankfully college me backed of pdfs of these and other fics because holy crap that site is so not usable now. Adds…in the middle of the fic 🤬 what kinda monster does that!

Thanks for the tag! Sorry for the rant 😅

tag game thingy. thank you E @arcanesvi for tagging me mwah <3

Favorite Season: autumn!

Comfort Food: Chilean humitas

Do you collect anything? Do books count? I like art books and photography books and I have a bunch. Books in general I have a lot (:

Favorite Drink: black tea

Favorite Song: right now it’s Karol G’s Provenza

Favorite Fic: Of all time? Loaded March by Footloose. (Merlin & Arthur, fics of all time) According to AO3, I’ve opened 369 times the part I like the least. I literally pick up this fic all the time. I’ll open it for funsies @ breakfast

Close seconds? (All of these I’ve read multiple times. Some of them I’ve literally started rereading once I’ve finished them)

Leave the Light On (I’ll Be Coming Home)  by HMSLusitania (911, Buck/Eddie)

Play Crack the Sky by WeAreTheCyclones (Teen wolf, Stiles/Derek)

Death in a Tarot Card by hoziertozier (AFTG/TRC, Neil/Andrew, Adam/Ronan)

So Fair To Be Seen by audikatia (TRC, Gansey/Ronan/Adam)

and these are the days that make a forever by muchlessvermillion (TRC, polygangsey)

Tagging some of the besties so they rec me stuff

@we–are—not–afraid @shadowoftheforce @ronanlynchgender @kaz-cain @runekeepershymnal @gaymergal @becomingicarus @flitwickslittlebrotha