#oooh fic teaser

[ughgoaway]

paper planes

long flights are only this fun when you're trapped in first class with a cute stranger.

(snippet below the cut)

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“How can you drink that stuff? Just shows money can’t buy taste” you tease, somehow already settling into his presence despite having said maybe 30 words between you. Luckily, he takes your teasing in stride, smirking at you over the lip of his glass.

“M’sure you just haven't had the nice stuff. Wanna try a sip of mine? promise it'll go down nice and smooth, sweetheart.” That nickname falling from anyone else’s lips would make a shiver of disgust flitter down your spine, but for some reason, electricity pools at the base instead. As if on autopilot, you lean forward, covering his hand with yours and using it to bring the cup to your lips. 

You soon drop your grip, letting him puppet the glass, watching as he starts tilting it up gradually and holding eye contact with you, silently asking if this is okay. You give him an almost imperceivable nod, and soon you feel smooth liquor falling down your throat.

He only pours a few mills, but it's enough to overwhelm your senses. You can't tell if it's from the drink or him. The intoxicating aftershave he is wearing quickly overtakes the oak tinged scotch rocking your taste buds. 

The cup clinks against the rings on his hand when he pulls it back, watching a droplet fall from the rim onto your stained lip. Before your tongue can catch it, his thumb is brushing over your skin, catching it on the rough pad of his digit.

Eager eyes follow his hand, darting up to his half-lidded gaze before flitting back. You watch in awe as he pushes his thumb between his lips, sucking the drop of scotch into his mouth with a filthy smirk.

“S’expensive stuff love. can't let it go to waste, can I?”

[svgvru]

✮ THINKIN BOUT YOUR PRETTY SATORU! satoru whose had the fastest crush on you since you were teenagers. but a guy can't like a guy, right? so he didn't act on it. in fact, he acts on none of his feelings. intimacy is the one thing he desperately craves, but he unintentionally keeps himself from it. he tried dating girls, yes, he got a first kiss from one of them, but nothing else. they never interested him. however, when he'd see men walk along the sidewalk, fresh undercut and broad shoulders he couldn't help but blush. even on dates, his date normally assumes he's blushing about them, but no, eyes are on you. you who's laughing while talking to shoko. you whose chewing cum that for some reason makes you so beautiful and so hot.

but wait—! he's a guy, your a guy, that's weird right? besides, those stupid elders in his clan are pushing women at him left and right to "produce an heir." satoru, however, has never wanted it. he's longed for intimacy, but he longs for it, from you. its baffling how many people think he's sleeping around because of his looks. he kay flirt, he may boast, he may talk about something he saw on some porno, but he's never actually had sex...he's a virgin. maybe he's touched his cock a little, jerked off once, but it didn't feel right so it didn't do it again. he's clueless in the bedroom, you, you have had plenty of partners...so you'd know what to do in the bedroom. but no way you would go for him, your best friend? ha, that's a joke!

those thoughts ran through satoru's head until he found himself bound to your bed of his own occord, taking two of your fingers in his virgin asshole. your fingers are thick, hell you are a pretty big man, he didn't think he'd be able to take two, in fact he's proud of himself for it! even you are! "oh, look at you, 'toru! taking two of my fingers so well," you coo, "good job, baby." your praise made him feel warm and hot, or perhaps it was your fingertips pressing harshly against his prostate. "a—aH! oooh, mmmh." a string of pleasureful sounds leaves his lips as you milk his prostate, watching his pretty pink tip twitch and leak, seconds away from producing his first orgasm.

"let it go, baby...let it go," your whispers push him to the edge, fat tears rolling down his cheeks and onto your sheets. his hips jolt, his thighs tighten and shake as you ring his first orgasm from him. an expression of enjoyment is plastered on your face, seeing the quote "strongest" look like a pathetic whore. his pretty blue eyes were rolled to the back of his head, his long white eyelashes are sticky and wet, and his tongue is lolled out, leaking droop onto your pillows. you watch his addamsapple bob as he gulps, trying to breath and come back for you. he feels your comforting hand rub up and down his back. "its okay, baby. breathe, 'm right here." your voice sounds so sweet! he loves it, and can't help but focus from your words. "there he is..." you smile as his eyes turn to look back at you, the innocence you in his eyes previously just tainted a bit.

"let's try something else, yeah?"

𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦...this is actually somewhat of a teaser for my virgin!gojo fic during kinktober. a few paragraphs from here will likely be there too, so hope you like it!

[scyllas-revenge]

I've been encountering post comments of people flipping out over the Bridgerton S3 teaser clip where Anthony sneaks a kiss on Kate while dancing in front of the ton. It made me realize that Boromir was quite bold and brazen with the way he interacted with Reader (Aerdis) in "Breathe".

Getting so close and intimate, publicly, with a lady who was not his wife or even anything?? All the pearl clutching!! 👀😂

Real question, though: what are your thoughts, opinions, or headcanons about social protocols and restrictions in Gondor/Minas Tirith regarding interactions between unmarried men and women? Do you see it as a climate similar to the Regency Era, or something less restrictive? I guess it wasn't super conservative, considering the Farawyn public canoodling... unless that was a great scandal in itself. 😂

Oooh I love this question! (and I'm so excited for Bridgerton S3!!) Here are entirely too many of my thoughts XD

You know how much I love your Breathe fic, and I think acting a bit outside of social norms fits Boromir very well- he seems like the type to feel every emotion very intensely, and while he's very aware of social norms, he's not going to let them get in his way for long. (be still my heart, fetch me my smelling salts at once)

That being said I don't personally imagine Gondorian society to be quite as restrictive as regency-era England, just because the regency era was SO restrictive. There were SO many social taboos and particular ways you had to navigate social settings, and while I'm not an expert on them all, a lot of aspects of Jane Austen's books still stand out to me as just insane, like never referring to your spouse by their first name, even when you're just chilling at home with your kids. No hand touching if you're not wearing gloves, no dancing with someone more than twice in one setting (unless you're making your intentions VERY clear), etc. And alongside that, you get a lot of class restrictions too, like only certain pastimes being considered "proper," and everything from manners of speaking and sitting and chewing your food can mark you as uncouth and poor (I'm thinking of Emma here, and all the minute ways Emma has to teach Harriet to be an upstanding member of society. It's exhausting!).

I think some of these taboos would carry over to Gondor, like needing a chaperone to hang out with a person of the opposite sex before you're engaged, and minimal touching or displays of affection (and yes, I think the Farawyn kiss was VERY scandalous, people were probably gossiping about that one for ages lol). But some of the smaller more restrictive social norms of regency society probably don't apply (unless I want them to, for heightened drama).

Overall, I'm going to say that 1. social norms probably are bent out of whack a bit both during and a while after the war, just because people had more important things to worry about, and 2. Boromir and Faramir are a half-step away from royalty in Gondor, so their behavior probably gets a pass most of the time anyway.

As for the class restrictions, I think once again Boromir gets to bend a lot of rules here- he's probably very aware of how other nobles behave vs commoners, but I don't think he cares much and is probably a bit sick of all the hoops higher-class people have to jump through just to navigate a basic social situation. I also think that, because he's a soldier, he's more attuned to the rest of his citizens than other nobles might be. Plus he's had to cook his own meals, take care of his own horse, clean and sharpen his own weapons, mend his own clothes while on the road, etc. Nothing is beneath him by now. That was probably true for a lot of people during the war regardless of wealth or class, so I'm imagining a bit of the class division kind of dissolving, at least temporarily, after the war. Everyone emerged from it in different places with a different view of the world than when they started.

Finally, I personally really like the idea of some Ancient Roman influence on Gondor (they have aqueducts, I just know it! And I love the idea of Gondorian women wearing those Ancient Roman woven hairstyles) but unfortunately I haven't been able to find much on Ancient Roman societal norms online outside of how they approach meals (which we can tell from the books and films doesn't really apply anyway). So that idea might be a bit of a dead end.

Anyway, thanks for the ask!!! And sorry I wrote such a long rambling response, but you hit me with such an interesting question XD I couldn't help it!

[eddywoww]

Oooh. Any teasers about what this upcoming fic is about? 👀👀

A cute little fic where friend and neighbor steve has a funny tramp stamp tattoo and Eddie loses his mind over it

[faith-less-one]

Ooooh, WIP meme, tell me about Soulmate?

Oooh, good choice!!

This is actually the shortest and most recent of my WIPs, but also the one that I've been writing the longest... Let me explain.

About three years ago, I was struck with this idea of writing a soulmate AU for Brennan and Cass (I do love a soulmate AU!) but I wanted to use the 'each is marked by the other's injuries' variant. I really like the idea of little Brennan being covered in training bruises and cuts and burns and the like, while he tries his best not to get injured himself because she obviously has enough going on in her life!

I worked on it for a little while, and then abandoned it because the vibes just weren't working. I resurrected it a few times over the past three years, but each time I was just... meh. I couldn't figure out where I wanted to start, what I wanted the plot to be, so it kept falling back into the abandoned folder.

And then, a couple of weeks ago, I was really struggling with my current fic, and I suddenly had a new burst of inspiration for this idea. Putting it from Cassandra's POV, instead of Brennan's, and starting it with them meeting, not before. I'm not sure if this iteration is going to survive either - though I've just had another idea of how I could do it, lol, while writing this, so, hmm...

A teaser from this particular variation on the theme below the cut!

Soulmate

Seeker Cassandra Pentaghast, Right Hand of the Divine, Hero of Orlais, Seventy-Eighth in Line to the Nevarran Throne, had never noticed a mark on her body that she hadn’t put there herself.

Which was fine.

She had long known that, despite her titles, she was not… special. Not in that way. She did not have anyone in Thedas destined to be with her, like so many of the heroines in her most oft-read and carefully hidden novels.

It was better that she did not.

Everyone who had ever loved her had died.

Then, on the very day of the explosion at the Temple of Sacred Ashes, there is a searing pain in her hand, and a green mark appears upon it. With no warning. No corresponding injury to explain such a thing.

And worse, it bears a striking, impossible resemblance to the mark on their prisoner’s hand. The very man who likely killed the Divine.

It… it cannot be…

[doggernaut]

oooh Divorce au 👀👀

Okay, this is the oldest WIP on the list, and also one of the two on the list likely to see the light of day ... this year. I've talked about it a bit here and there, but for the benefit of people who are new here, or might have missed it in the past, here are a few bullet point teasers:

It's a Zimbits AU in which Bitty and Jack are both recently divorced (from other people).

At the beginning, they're both still struggling to cope.

Jack's marriage ended in a very high profile way when his famous wife had an affair with one of his teammates; as a result, he asks for a trade and gets sent to the Falconers.

In this AU, Bitty and Jack meet because Bitty and Chowder still played together at Samwell, and Chowder also plays for the Falcs.

Chowder's kids and Bitty's kids are on the same hockey team.

Friends --> better friends --> (eventually) lovers.

Bitty's kids play a big role in bringing them together.

Bitty is extremely salty about his ex-husband's new man.

Nothing in this fic has anything to do with Texas, but the first time I heard "Texas Man" by the Chicks, I knew it was the theme song for this fic.

Thank you for the ask!

[nxwtonsxngster]

oooh writing questions!

1 Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic. 🌈

2 Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to? 🌈

7 Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. 🌈

8 Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. 🌈

11 Is writing your passion or just a fun hobby? 🌈

15 If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose? 🌈

hiii ty for asking! love the rainbows 🌈

1- definitely found family! i write these all the time, they’re so easy to come up with and never fail to warm my heart 🩷

2- omg i wanna try writing enemies to lovers one day! it feels like such a complex trope to come up with, i would make my characters fall in love way too easily haha

7- *digging through my unpublished google docs*

“And without even noticing it, we went from something’s missing to a family.”

this is actually a line that i’ve reused in a few of my fics about jorge adopting minho, i feel like it fits them so well in every universe. i cannot describe how important it is to me, how two broken characters learn how to heal and love themselves through the eyes of the family they never knew they were missing, the way they learn how to love someone in a way they never loved anyone before 🥹🥹➰➰➰

8- same context as question 7! unpublished tst AU, a pre-family conversation (don’t mind the english pls it was written a few years ago back when i was still a bilingual baby)

“What’s the role of a parent ?” Minho asked instead.

“Hm,” Jorge thought about it. “I’d say, guiding your children, taking care of them, protecting them from the danger around, comforting them, always being worried for them, whether they’re right here or miles away. Always watching them, even when they don’t know you are. Always making them your number one priority.” He paused, before his eyes widened. “Oh, and the most important thing : loving them unconditionally.”

Minho laughed. “It sounds like you when you’re around me.”

Jorge tilted his head. “Does it ?”

“Yeah, I think so,” Minho answered. “I mean, I don’t know if you love me, let alone unconditionally, but you guide me. Actually, you guide all of us through the mountains, but… it’s different when it’s just me.”

“How’s that ?”

“I don’t think you even notice,” Minho laughed. “During the day, even if we don’t talk, you look out for me ; you glance at me to make sure I’m still here, you quickly put your hand on my shoulder, you hand me a bottle when you see I’m thirsty, you smile at me when you see I’m tired and discouraged… You’re always with me, in a way or another.”

“Oh,” Jorge said. “Hah, you’re right, I’ve never noticed I was doing all of that. But I do know I’m worried about you ; I just didn’t know you could see it.”

“I can, and I appreciate it. A lot.”

i think i really love this dialogue because it reflects how they naturally click in a family dynamic! and ofc i love writing pre-family eheh

11- i don’t think i have any passions tbh (,,okay maybe tmr) so i’d say it’s a fun hobby!

15- definitely the one i’m writing now!! a teaser would be:

vince and jorge, age 45, meet in the library of a small town by the sea. 27 years ago, vince and jorge, age 18, meet in the high school of that same town by the sea. aka, how the past has to be unfolded to fix the present :)))

i would cry watching this movie

[lyra-r05e]

Hi! I thought it would be fun to post a little teaser of the upcoming chapter.

Chapter 11 - Priorities will be posted this Sunday (Oct 6).

The excerpt below is not explicit, but the fic definitely is (minors be warned).

What Friends Are For

Fandom: Stardew Valley

Rating: Explicit (Smut, Graphic Depictions of Violence)

Genre: M/F, Friends with Benefits / Friends to lovers

Pairing: Sebastian x Female Player ('You' perspective)

Summary: You finally finish up the first major arc in your Solarian Chronicles campaign with Sam and Sebastian.

Notes: The characters refer to "you" as "Farmer" in this story. It can be interchangeable with y/n or her nickname.

“The dragon’s fire narrowly misses you both, just barely singeing the ends of your hair as you dodge its fury. It raises its head, and lets out a roar of frustration when it sees you unharmed,” Sebastian snaps his fingers, pointing at Sam who does his best dragon roar impression.

You giggle at his sound effects, breaking character. It's the final boss of this arc in your campaign, and it's been a tough fight so far. No time for giggles, gotta strategize.

“The dragon takes a defensive stance, arching its neck and flicking its tail. It opens its wings wide, looming over you. Both of you, roll an intimidation saving throw please,” Sebastian rolls a die behind his game master screen, taking notes.

“16!” Sam reports.

“Oof, only 11 for me,” you say.

“Samwise is not rattled by the dragon’s body language, but Rancher is shook. You won't be able to move this turn,” Sebastian looks at you over his screen.

“Uh oh. Samwise, I don't think I can dodge another fire breath,” you gulp, looking at Sam, “I could use some of your unearned confidence right about now.”

Sam looks back at Sebastian. “Can I try to inspire her to overcome her fear?”

“Sure, what do you say?” Sebastian grins at his enthusiasm.

Sam turns to you, getting in character. “Don't worry, Rancher. We got this! We've come so far to get here, and we’re so much stronger now. This scaly bastard is slower than us, as long as we anticipate its fire breath there's no way we’ll lose!”

You exaggerate a deep breath. “You’re right, we got this. We’ve already worn it down so much.”

“Good work. Rancher, you get advantage on your next skill check,” Sebastian scribbles another note.

“Can I move now?” You ask with hopeful eyes.

“Too late,” Sebastian says, “the dragon is already preparing its next attack. It bares its teeth, retracting its neck and eyes up Rancher as its next target.”

“Uh oh. I want to move in front of Rancher, waving my arms and trying to get its attention on me instead,” Sam chimes in.

“Go ahead,” Sebastian nods to the map on the centre of the table.

Sam moves his miniature on the grid in front of your character. “So I'll split my movement, stopping here first to do a bonus action. I'll yell at the dragon ‘HEY! I'm the tastiest snack in this cave, feast your eyes on THIS!’ And then turn my ass towards it, waving it in its face.”

You and Sebastian laugh. Sam is so much fun to role play with.

“Alright, the dragon snarls and switches its target to Samwise.”

“Sweet! I'll move to draw its attention away from Rancher,” Sam starts to move his miniature again, but you interrupt him.

“Oooh! I have an idea, don't go too far away from me. Try to bait it so its face will come within range of my light spell,” you say excitedly.

“I like the way you think, Farmer. I mean, Rancher. I'll move here, bracing myself to dodge its attack,” Sam moves his figure a few spaces away from yours, leaving a small window for the dragon to attack.

“Alright, Rancher’s next in initiative, but I assume you'll hold off until after the dragon goes?” Sebastian looks up at you, and you nod to confirm. “Okay. The dragon isn't quite ready for another fire breath, so it's going to attack Samwise with a bite,” Sebastian rolls a die, “you'll need to beat 17 with agility to successfully dodge it.”

You inhale through your teeth, glancing at Sam nervously.

“Come on, come on,” Sam shakes his dice extra long in his fists for good measure. You cross your fingers as he rolls it. “YES! 19, almost perfect.”

“Yess!” You high five Sam.

“Nice. Samwise expertly dodge-rolls the dragon's attack, its teeth snapping shut between you both,” Sebastian looks to you for your next move.

“Right, now that the dragon is in range, I want to use my light spell to flash in its eyes to try and blind it!” You say enthusiastically, and Sebastian motions you to roll your die. “Oh right! Oh SHIT!” You rolled a 2.

“Noo,” Sam groans. “Oh wait! You have advantage!”

“Oh yea!” You roll again, watching the dice with hopeful eyes. It lands on 18, a sure hit. “YES!” You and Sam both cheer.

“The dragon winces its eyes, crying in shock. It's completely stunned for the next round of combat, so Samwise, your next attack will hit as long as you don't roll a 1.”

“Don't jinx it like that!” Sam throws his die, “Okay, it's a 6.”

“Lucky break,” Sebastian grins, “go ahead and roll for damage.”

“Alright, my sword is a d12 plus 8. Moment of truth…” he shakes his dice, and you do a drumroll on the table. “WHOO! Max damage, I got 12!”

“No way, we might beat it right now!” You squeal.

“So that would be 12 plus 8, so 20, and since the dragon is paralyzed it's an automatic crit. You just did 40 damage,” Sebastian looks over his screen to your hopeful eyes, pausing for dramatic effect. “Samwise, you did it. Please describe your finishing blow.”

You both gasp with excitement, and Sam clears his throat. “Okay, okay. As the dragon starts to retract its head from the brightness, I grab onto one of its horns and draw my sword. As it shakes its head to get me off, I let go to get some air above it, and swing down with all my might, slicing its throat with my sword. I do a superhero landing on the ground as it falls, its head landing right in front of Rancher.”

You and Sebastian give him a round of applause, and he bows to you from his seat.

“I run up to Samwise, tackling him with a hug. ‘WE DID IT! Now let's loot the body,’” you say in character.

Sam and Sebastian laugh. It's been a running joke that you always try and collect everything from each corpse or chest you find.

“Well done, team! That's a wrap on act one. I wrote down a list of treasure you'll have for next time. Including anything you can take off the dragon’s corpse,” he winks at you. “How do we feel about that?”

“Great. That was so satisfying,” Sam says.

“Agreed! Though I always feel weird about the whole ‘slay the dragon’ trope. I'd rather make friends with the dragon and use it for fast travel,” you say with a twinkle in your eyes.

“If dragons could be farm animals, you'd find a way to get one,” Sam laughs.

“Only ONE!? I'd want one in every colour!”

The boys chuckle, and the three of you start to pack up. This has been super fun, but the campaign ran later than you’d have hoped. Even with the extra sessions last month, you still needed today to wrap it up.

“Thanks for playing, guys. I've wanted to do this for a long time,” Sebastian smiles warmly.

“Thanks for running the game for us! I know it's a lot of work,” you reply.

“Yea, thanks bud. And you too, Farmer. Having you to play with has been a blast,” Sam flashes you a toothy grin.

“Awe, thanks!”

“No pressure, but let us know when you think you can start this up again,” Sebastian looks at you, a bittersweet hopefulness in his eyes.

“I will, I promise. I want to play, but I'm just trying to be realistic. I'd rather not have to cancel or be too tired to give it my all,” you give them an apologetic smile.

“We totally understand. It'll be worth the wait!” Sam grins, standing and stretching his shoulders. “Do you guys wanna get pizza?”

You check the time before answering. “Well, considering you obliterated that dragon so quickly, yea I'm in!”

“Sweet. I'll text Abby to meet us there,” Sebastian pulls out his phone.

“Do you think she'd join us next time?” You ask.

“Maybe, depends on how busy her classes are this year. I know she's interested,” Sebastian says.

“Yea, it would be a blast with all four of us!” Sam grins, leading the way out the door eagerly.

[cancerian-woman]

If klaus and Bonnie had a third child in your fic with Hazel and Ivy, what would their name be?

oooh nice! if they had a third child keeping up with the earthly/color name trend while following with the all-girl theme: Emory would be her name. Klaus is very girl dad material and Bonnie does come from a powerful line of women. Little teaser until December comes:

August 2019 

Dear little witch,

Rule 4: Learn to depend on yourself. It’s hard, but covens aren’t given to just anybody.

Until next time enjoy the previous chapters. Thank you for the ask!!!

[peachdues]

Hello! I sent an ask about Coalescence recently, I'm not sure if you remember me, but I'm so happy to see the new snippets!! The Levi and Hange interactions are so fun and oooh the drama!!! Looking forward to it. <3

Hello, angel! I do remember you, and I’m so glad you enjoyed the new teasers!

Ngl I’ve had a blast writing Hange for this fic — they appear quite a bit, especially after the drama of Levi sending pregnant reader ✨away✨

Thank you for reading and sharing!! 🤍🤍

[seedlessmuffins]

“the missing aren't missing they're only departed” oooh im intrigued by this title!! it seems to set a mood for sure. if you want to post a little snippet or teaser of it??

hi caitlin! this is my 10 to 1 au, which starts of fluffy and ends up,,, not so fluffy. its mostly an exercise in my own writing style tbh, its more of a personal challenge then a fic (although hopefully i finish it and people like it). im only about 5k into it, it will end up being around 20k, so still lots so go! i call it the 10 to 1 fic because its a countdown of snippets from 10 (the beginning of their relationship) to 1 (the end of their relationship) as it gets more and more toxic! snippets below the cut for you, hope you enjoy 🫶

ask me about my wips!

[cloudd-nyne]

3, 18, & 19? 💕 (also this is zackmartin, in case you didn’t know this is my other blog sjdjsjs)

OH HI ZELDA LWKDKSKDKD ♡ i am so bad at keeping track of usernames omg (ilybitch♡)

3. Whats your favorite fic you've written?

Oooh god, that's so hard. Right now, it's definitely one of my demon slayer ones, "Fish Out Of Water" and "Crimson Threads" both hold very special places in my heart. Like zentan and nezuzentan are definitely some of my favorite KNY ships, and i have really fond memories of writing both of those.

18. Whats one of your favorite lines you've written in a fic?

"Aren't you scared?" From "Once Bitten" is very high up there purely bc i like that scene a lot. A vampire asking their prey if they're scared in a sorta flirty way is just !!!! Skdksk

But also theres some scenes in fics i haven't posted yet that im very fond of. A few in the hazbin platonic!rainbowdust fic i wont spoil yet sksksk

19. Give us a small teaser from one of your fics

KWCKKSKWKKC for my fellow crossover shipper, i offer the tinest sunzen crumbs bc i have been slowly working on their fic in the bg—

"Do you wanna talk about it?" The small bedroom is only lite from the soft blue tint glow of the laptop. Theres boxes around the room. Its only a few, but they're still left unpacked, most of them not even opened. Its nearly 2am, but jetlag is a bitch, and Sunny isn't exactly known for his great sleeping habits. Everyone else left the call a while ago— its daytime, where they are after all. They have things to do. The only person left is Aubrey. She's lying on her front, chin on her palm. Even through the screen, he can catch the knowing glint in her eyes. "More specifically, do you wanna talk about him?"

[wickedlyqueer]

3 and 8 for the fic ask (and 19, if you have stuff you wanna share 👀)

Okay, it's way past my bedtime and I'll hate myself in the morning for staying up this late when i need to go to work, but fuck it. i want to answer this!

3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?

Oooh that's a rough one. If it's like your favorite fic storywise, it has to be Wiretapped Life. I went all out for that fic, and I'm still so, so proud of it.

If it means like a fic that I enjoyed writing the most, it's probably a one-shot where I just sit down and write it like a maniac within like two to three days. It's just so nice to be in a flow like that. Of all of those, the Victorian AU (rotting corpses lay to rest (where flowers ought to bloom)) had the best writing flow of them all. and it shows, because it's proportionally more bookmarked than my other fics.

8. What project(s) are you currently working on?

OKAY. So!! There's one fic I've been calling the "Shimmer AU" and I've been working on it for three years. The reason nobody (except my beta) has read any of it is because I decided very early on I'd complete it in one go and do a "weekly release".

I have since learnt, this method does not work for me (!!), but i still want this to have a weekly release. I'm nearly done with it and I'm aiming for it to be completed around August.

So, what's it about? Well, for one it has its own magic system. And this is the synopsis that's been on my page for a while: Glinda is a graduate of the All Girls’ Academy for Magic and Sorcery, Fae is a homebrewing witch. Their magic could not be more different, and their pull to one another not more enticing.

Then there's another multichapter fic I recently brew up and is now simmering in my brain. That is to say, it's very early stages and I'm still drafting, but the very basic outline is there. I'm incredibly excited to start working on it after I finished writing the Shimmer AU. All I will say for now... it's a multiverse fic and its gonna be juicy 👀

19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.

I have shared a few snippets of the Shimmer AU here and there over the years I believe, but I don't think I've ever mentioned this fic actually starts with Glinda/Milla so, here you go:

“That’s the thing though,” Milla said as she grabbed some plates out of the cupperboard. “Any of those girls would have treated you like a princess. While I don’t.” She chuckled. “Are you about to set me up with one of your lesbian friends?” “No, because you’d run away screaming from the others. You’ve been treated like a princess your whole life, and you fucking hate it.” “Hm.” “You need someone who doesn’t give in easily, who doesn’t mind speaking against your wishes. Pushes back a little,” Milla plucked a slice of carrot from the pan, popped it into her mouth and gave Glinda a grin, “and that someone is me.”

Ask me a fanfic question

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hi !!! ^^ for the fanfic questions (I got a bit carried away but ahem): 3, 5, 8, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 22

Hi!!!! wowie, so many numbers, you didn't have to go so hard with it djsfkfkf

3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?

Oooh, hmm, I really liked The Feeling of being Loved, though I always lamented not being able to figure out how to continue it. Sin of Greed was fun, but I kinda forced myself to rush through the latter half of the series. Reconciliation has been a lot of fun so far too ^_^

5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write?

Well, I don't know about NEVER, but I am a disgusting sucker for those typical 'arranged marriage with the archduke prince tyrant?!' kind of au for touken or twiyor jskdkf. It requires a commitment I am not willing to dedicate myself to...yet.

8. What project(s) are you currently working on?

There's Reconciliation, which is both much longer and taking more time than I initially anticipated lol, and I will be returning to The Fire that Burns (etc.) eventually, I swear! I am also working on a small project for a Nier Zine I am collaborating with.

I would like to continue that Missing You fic at some point, and if time allows it, I would like to rewrite a few older fics, though maybe that's a waste of time?? Idk?? I just have ideas for how I would've written them differently now.

13. How much planning do you do before writing?

Um....I..imagine it? Repeatedly. Maybe a doodle or two...yh..

14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick?

Ah, jeez, I dunno, that feels too flattering sflskf. Ummmm, Sin of Greed, possibly, I imagined that series quite vividly, though I do have future ideas I would like to see as animes or whatever...

Gonna combine 15, (How do you come up with titles for your fics/chapters?), and 16, (At what point in the process do you come up with titles?), for this one:

More often than not, I decide on one after I've written it and have a better grasp of what would be most fitting, either thematically or visually. Makes it sound more professional than it actually is, lol.

17. What’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic?

Mmm...research...hmm...I suppose...synonyms...and the sensation of various wounds, their severity, other very important details like that. And clothes.

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

Ah, jeez, my memory sucks. Uhh ehh umm let's see...I quite liked this one I wrote recently: The pressure of the city seemed to slip away the further they drove, despite knowing that the chain that kept them there was rattling loudly behind him, promising them their eventual return to the hellscape they call home. I hope it's a good line, lol.

19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.

Dang...I just posted a new chapter dkfkfks. I promise I'll post a teaser some point in the future!!

22. Do you know how your fic will end before you start writing?

I make it a rule to know how it'll end before I start writing. It's one of those writing rules I took to heart when I was younger and I think it helps! I think...of course, it can always change as it develops.

Happy now?? Was this enough for you??? (Kidding, thank you for so many questions, I hope the answers were at least worth it jsjfkfl)

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Suddenly I find myself craving a soilder boy x reader abo fic.

Do you or anyone you know have one??

Oooh now that’s something very interesting. 👀

I’ve not written anything like it (or seen anything) but I very well may need to! I like that idea a whole lot! Maybe I can write up a little teaser in a bit!

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Which of your Rakidric texts are your favorite? And what details do you love about them?

Oooh, I had to go through them to see which ones I loved writing/was proud of the most!

Barcelona - Barcelona will always have a special place in my heart. I usually write non-AU things, and this was the first attempt at "worldbuilding". I will never not regret cutting it short and ending it "at the best". I dragged it on for too long, and the ending I envisioned is still too faraway in the timeline, which makes me not want to finish it (and it's a pity, because it's already so long). But I just liked the AU rom-com-like awkward Luka and Ivan who just loves him the way he is. And bestie Suba! It honestly felt like writing a TV series, or a sitcom.

(Consign me not) To darkness - A classic hurt|/comfort, but I really felt heartbroken for Croatia after the WC final 2018, so this idea and story came naturally. I can't believe how short the full fic is, considering the story it describes (with the references to Luka's childhood, which I wasn't sure about using - I don't like exploiting someone's background and possible experiences like that, I want to be respectful with what I write etc.), it's just 2,388 words! But I remember how proud I felt back then of going over the 2000 words mark, lol. Can't relate these days. But it was the first "serious" Rakidrić fic - before, I wrote the fluffy silly Third time's the charm and the opening Madness (which I wrote still confusing Luka and Ivan, lmao, I remember constantly checking which is which on photos; and it was more like a teaser for the whole Rakidrić madness that broke out afterwards in the footy tumblr).

His - this was like the most heartfelt, kinda sappy but full of emotions fic. Also the first time (I think?) I explored some...disturbing imagery in the football fics? (he wants to peel of his and Ivan's skins and blend the blood and veins and muscles and everything together, that's him and Ivan, that's them, that's how he thinks of becoming one with Ivan). I remember thinking it was poetic and emotional and all that, I guess compared to the other fics I had written by then (fluff or PWP), it was.

I think I have to put at least one PWP here, because I wrote some with them... I can't even tell which one I like the best - I love the idea behind Never knew anyone in love... (with Ivan and his brother Dejan looking the same, and Luka taking notice), but I also loved using the teasing between them coming from playing for Barca and Real. I would say Més que un jersey for the rivalry-roleplay and dirty talk, or Mr. Rakitić, for the dirty talk and ice play which is something I always wanted to include in my PWP fics but rarely found the right way to...randomly have them have ice?

Honstly, Will you let me? has a special place in my heart since it explores omorashi kink which I kinda.....oooppssss....... And I've been thinking about using this kink/idea - because there's a serious lack of it in football fandom, would you believe that?! - so I was just happy I wrote and published it, bc I was a little ashamed/scared of putting such a kink out there haha. I don't think it's a good or well-written story, it's very self-indulgent, but I have learned to write and publish self-indulgent stories since.