#please leave kudos and comments

[thevikingwoman]

I wish everyone would fucking stop using ao3 hits as a measure of how many people click on a fic.

I generate many many hits on almost every single fic I read.

do you all just.... open a fic, read it immediately and in one go and leave?

[beastbeneathemoonlight]

Man I just gotta say big shoutout to fanfic writers literally the goddamn backbone of fandoms, this is your friendly reminder to give fanfic's on ao3 kudoses and comments, like if you rereading something TELL THE AUTHOR THAT HOWL INTO THE COMMENTS FOR ALL I CARE

[holyfreaks]

I love me after you - a samjack fic

words: 2k

summary: Sam gets hit with a curse from a witch while on a hunt with Jack. Jack is willing to do anything to save him.

[shatnerihardlyknowher]

New fic!

Rating: Explicit

No Archive Warnings

Category: F/M

Fandom: Good Omens(TV)

Relationship: Aziraphale/Crowley(Good Omens)

Tags: He/Him Pronouns For Aziraphale(Good Omens), She/Her Pronouns for Crowley(Good Omens), Trans Aziraphale(Good Omens), Trans Crowley(Good Omens), Trans Male Character, Trans Female Character, Trans Character, Picnics, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Hair Braiding, Hair Brushing, Early Mornings, Aziraphale Loves Crowley(Good Omens), Crowley Loves Aziraphale(Good Omens), Caring Aziraphale(Good Omens), Soft Aziraphale(Good Omens), Eating, Dinner, Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, Gender Dysphoria, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort

Language: English

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Special thank you to:

@snek-of-eden for helping me, being an awesome beta reader and a great friend.

@catemons-blog for the title and being a wonderful boyfriend

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GO Taglist(excluding those already tagged, if I remember correctly): @sd2006, @gloomth-and-wanderings 💕

[lilacwaltz]

RAVENOUS

Relationship: Penelope Eckhart/Callisto Regulus | Rating: E | Word count: 7068 Warnings: smut (please read the tags on AO3 for more information) with plot, post-canon

Summary:

“Penelope Eckhart,” he growled. “Follow me to my office. Now.” Her skin tingled, thrilled she had finally managed to push him over the edge. Even before their busy schedules had kept them apart ahead of Callisto’s coronation, they had to be mindful of Callisto’s condition whenever they engaged in… physical activities together. Nevertheless, he had never left her unsatisfied. Penelope still felt bad, given how overworked and exhausted he had been. But tonight, Penelope would finally get Callisto’s unbridled self to pounce on her. Or: Penelope and Callisto enjoyed their engagement party, in more ways than one.

Read on AO3 here

A/N: Penelope and Callisto are currently giving us: greenhouse angst so I offer you: domestic fluff and smut.

I played a bit with the timeline concerning the engagement banquet and made it happen the same day as his coronation when in the novel, it likely took place a few weeks after his coronation (when Penelope had already left for her expedition) given the timing of Maryanne's first pregnancy.

I reread the novel to incorporate canon displays of affection between Penelope and Callisto and add more details to them, including: Callisto's ears turning red, kissing hands, Penelope saying he's handsome, her obsession with his hands, Callisto peppering Penelope's hair in kisses and hair pulling.

Concerning the scene with Reynold, I added it because I have a soft spot for him and to bring more closure (for now) indirectly between Penelope and the Duke. I found myself frustrated with their last dicussion before the 5 year timeskip, Penelope herself in the novel says that unlike with Reynold, there were many things she left unsaid.

I did my best to keep the banter even in their intimate moments (smut included) while also showing their mutual adoration for each other (“Let me worship you, be your devoted subject.”/ “I often find myself in awe in the presence of someone so divine,” he admitted in a labored breath. “I will spend the rest of my days worshiping you the same way you are worshiping me now.”)

[shelli-gator]

Begging people who read fanfics to leave comments. Especially in the small communities like ours. Fanfics don't have the same support that art does, where it can be reblogged and commented and shared. The only validation we get is from comments, more so than kudos honestly. Because then we feel the engagement, and it feels worth it.

Lots of love and effort goes into writing. So even just a "Loved it!" Or "Can't wait for the next chapter!" changes everything for us. And sure, you can tell the artist directly, we love it when you do. But comments on our works are like scrapbooks. I go back to comments I love to read them over again to get that warm and fuzzy feeling. A hit of dopamine to keep me writing.

Do writers a solid. Tell them you liked it. And thank you to everyone who does. Yes, write for yourselves, but no one is immune to validation, and so we do it for you! Especially in communities like this, where there aren't many stories to go around to keep the fixation fed.

[purplepeptobismol]

CHAPTER 7 of ‘I Will Make Of You’ is now out on AO3!!

Chapter Number: 7/12

Relationships: Kenny McCormick/Leopold "Butters" Stotch, Kyle Broflovski/Stan Marsh, Craig Tucker/Tweek Tweak, Kenny McCormick & Original Character(s)

Chapter Summary: Kenny wakes up after his death. In trying to cheer Cooper up, things go even more south

This is honestly my favorite chapter EVER!! I would really appreciate it if you guys could share it with any others who might like it 🥹🥹🫶🫶 this story has seriously invaded my entire psyche!

[lornteeleaf]

Writing a comment under a fanfic still feels a little odd but I'M DOING IT!!

If my anxious ass can do it so can you!!!

LEAVE COMMENTS ON FANFICS KIDS!!! (adults as well)

[heyits481]

I haven’t been on tumblr in yeaaars, but here’s my landoscar rpf masterlist :)

Also, my thoughts about rpf are this- it’s fun to write/read and a great opportunity to be creative and imaginative, but also in no way do I think Lando and Oscar are really together/any sexuality other than what they’ve explicitly shared with us!

So as always don’t share these outside of these spaces and remember that these are real people in the real world, the stories are just for fun!!

Works and descriptions below the cut! Happy reading :)

You Were the Best, You Were the Worst

Three part series featuring Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri and Lando Norris/Max Verstappen, navigates Lando working through his, what could be described as toxic, relationship with Max and developing relationship with Oscar.

Plane Conversations

Ongoing Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri series that I add to when needing to process a particularly traumatic race weekend lol

Individual Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri works

when we all fall asleep, where do we go?

“I feel like you’ve told me that you don’t dream.” Lando lets out a watery laugh. “I don’t, I mean, I didn’t. They started happening recently.” He feels Oscar’s fingers freeze against his head and Lando’s stomach drops- panicky at the thought he’s said something wrong.

“They?” Oscar’s voice is cautious. “Does this happen a lot?” Lando pauses before responding, tries to think of how to save this before Oscar starts to see him as even more of a freak than he probably already does

Make it Obvious

His silence prompts Lando to lick his lips nervously, to speak and fill up the empty air. “I guess I’ve just noticed you’ve been more confident with filming and stuff this year, haven’t needed me as much during media.” He adds a light punch to Oscar’s shoulder and it’s like the contact jostles his brain back into working order.

It clicks. Lando is disappointed Oscar hasn’t needed him, craves Oscar’s reliance on him. Oscar never thought about his growth in confidence impacting Lando, if anything he thought Lando would prefer it this way. Oscar being less of a bother, more self sufficient, more like Lando’s previous teammates.

Good Enough

Not that they need to say it- his own head is worse than any of the critics online, his thoughts only becoming harsher after getting his first win. Now that he knows what’s possible to achieve at each race. What he’s missed out on.

Shoulda, coulda, woulda.

Another win bottled.

Close but not quite good enough.

Not quite good enough, not quite good enough, not quite-

It's Freaky Friday. Then Saturday, Sunday, what?

“Well then Lando, what would you do? How would you get him back?” Lando pulls a face and pretends to think it over, notes the way the crowd quiets down as they wait for his response.

“Oh that’s easy.” He says smirking softly. “We’re assuming this is taking place on a Sunday right? I’ll have obviously qualified on pole the day before-“ he’s interrupted by a cheer from the crowd and a laugh from Oscar next to him. “-I’ll have qualified on pole as myself, so when I wake up Sunday as Oscar I’ll just get in front of the rest of the cars and back them up. Maybe run into Max if I’m feeling generous. Easy victory for myself there!”

[cryptcoop]

don’t tell my wife I told you guys this but they’re writing fanfiction again and they’re a really great writer. They are currently writing a Junkerqueen/Moira fanfiction that’s already 13k words and you guys should go read it and support them, I might draw a scene or two from it in the future. 

[massivewaffle]

One Like You: aka the AU fanfic where Fit and Pac are actual roommates.

Summary:

Single dad FitMC is doing his goddamn best, okay?

Even good dads need some help, and while Fit is doing well enough, it just isn't enough to give the life he's dreamed of to his beautiful baby boy made in Heaven by God himself. He needs to get Ramon into the same school district as his friends before school starts, which means he needs to finish the loft so they can move in. A task that proves harder than expected when Fit adds up the costs.

In order to make a little extra money, Fit's best friend, Phil, suggests he lets one of Forever's old housemates stay with him at a reduced rate. Fit has an extra bedroom, and Pac could use a place as soon as possible, so everyone gets something out of being roommates!

What happens, however, when you realize you just might be in love with your new roommate?

(I am estimating about 7 to 10 chapters for this, releasing as quickly as I can write. Likely weekly/biweekly as I work full time and have a family!!!!)

[milkcryptid]

fanfic writers will rip your heart out with their bare hands, step on it for a bit and then hand it back to you while smiling for free

[sir-camelot]

Here it is. The first chapter of my first fanfic ever. Hope you all enjoy!

[buck-up-buck]

Summary:

"Buck?" Blinking his eyes open, he looked up to see Buck's bright blue eyes looking so softly down at him. The man was crouched at the side of Eddie's bed, smile so gracious that Eddie felt his heart skip a beat. God he had missed that smile.

Or

Buck comes to say his final goodbye.

Eddie threw himself face-first onto the left side of the bed, his energy seeping out of his bones as he melted into the mattress.  The new probie had muttered the Q-word right at the start of their 24-hour and the bell was nonstop, the calls getting weirder and more tasking as the day went on.  Eddie was never one for superstitions but he could have killed the kid with his own bare hands as the shift came to a close. By the time he made it home, Chris was already asleep and Eddie was about ready to sleep for the entire 48 hours he had off.  Chris had finally started sleeping through the night again and Eddie was entirely grateful for it, even if he struggled sometimes. But with how bone-deep tired he was, he knew sleep would come a lot easier than usual tonight.  He doesn't even remember falling asleep, his shoes still untied, loosely hanging off his feet that weren't even on the bed properly, but boy was he sleeping deep.  Until he breathed in deeply and his brain short-circuited, the scent of an earthy cologne trickling up his nostrils. Then, a hand carded through his hair, so softly, he could barley feel it, but it was there.  "Eddie, baby, you have to wake up." Surely not, because Buck wasn't- he was-  "Buck?" Blinking his eyes open, he looked up to see Buck's bright blue eyes looking so softly down at him. The man was crouched at the side of Eddie's bed, smile so gracious that Eddie felt his heart skip a beat. God he had missed that smile. "Hey, baby."  "How are you here?" Eddie didn't understand, how long had he been asleep?  Buck looked as gorgeous as the last time he saw him, still wearing his white v-neck t-shirt that was just a little too tight around his biceps, his light blue denim jeans with the one rip in the left knee that Chris always insisted looked stupid and misplaced, whereas Buck just thought he looked trendy. Eddie never had the heart to disagree with him, even if he did agree with his Son.  But Buck was also so beautiful in Eddie's eyes no matter what he wore.  "You need to wake up baby."  "I am awake. I've missed you." Eddie was still lying face down on his bed, cheek mushed into his pillow, a little bit of drool sliding down his chin that Buck wiped away with his thumb, a giggle escaping his lips. "Chris will want to see you." God Chris has missed him so much, he will probably latch onto Buck's leg and never let go, not that Buck would mind.  "He's still asleep. He is going to need you, Eddie."  "He needs his Buck." A sad smile lessened the glow in Buck's blue eye.  Eddie let out a wounded sound from the back of his throat; he hated seeing Buck so sad. "I love you so much."  "I love you too. I don't want you to ever forget that, okay?" Buck ran his hand down Eddie's cheek with a sigh, a lone tear rolling down his cheek. "You are so strong, Eddie, and I am so sorry."  "Sorry?"  "I need you to wake up." Leaning down, Buck tenderly placed a kiss on Eddie's lips, the man turning his head off the pillow to kiss him back, a content sigh slipping past his lips. It was slow, passionate, and everything that Eddie had missed. "Wake up baby."  Eddie's ringtone caused him to jolt off the bed, almost rolling off the side. His lips were tingling and he fumbled around to grab his phone, mind slowly coming back online. He looked around confused, hadn't- no? But he was so sure.  "Hello?" Eddie didn't even look at the called ID when he answered, voice groggy from sleep.  "Eddie-" Athena's voice cracked down the line, an icy feeling of dread sending a chill down Eddie's spine. No- he couldn't- "You found him." It was more a statement than a question, his feet numb as they hit the floor, shoes still on.                 He is going to need you, Eddie. You are so strong, Eddie. I love you too. I am so sorry. I need you to wake up. "Athena-" "We found his body. Eddie, I am so sorry." 

read on ao3

[fiendishfyre]

I sincerely hope for all those who download fics, they take the time to leave comments back on the ao3 upload.

[applebyraven]

Our Ours update!

Chapter 17:

Through fire, nature is reborn whole.

Every ending is a beginning. We just don't know it at the time.