#please somebody write a fanfic

[futuristicdoormats789]

Water guns at the ready

[yikes-ajax]

I dont have a clever and witty sarcastic comment tonight, I just think she's cute

[fangisms]

bf who isn’t afraid of anything, gf who scares him a little bit

[pikathefunny]

IT'S TIME FOR LUFFY TREATMENT

[purplerain16]

So on one side we have Max Verstappen who, when put in a potentially dangerous situation, stays cool and collected to bring himself in safety.

On the other side we have Charles Leclerc who actually gets himself into a potentially dangerous situation by impulsively chasing after thieves without a single thought.

These two together would be absolute chaos with cute little Charles constantly getting himself in trouble because he's way too nice and trusting and Max always having to save the day.

[3amfanfiction]

MDNI

Smutty prompt request for writers below.

I need a smut author please 🙏 I have a vision

sitting with price in his home office, cockwarming him while there’s a vibrator stuck to your clit. Maybe you’re even tied up a little, Shibari style 😍.

You’re squirming and spasming but try your hardest not to be a distraction as John just ignores you, continuing to work.

You’re allowed to come as many times as you want but you can’t bounce or use your fingers, and if you get too loud youll hear a ‘hush pet. Be good for me so I can get this finished’

Maybe he gets annoyed when you get too worked up and has to get on to you, ‘so fuckin’ needy, aren’t you dove? Can’t sit quietly like a good girl, have to moan and squirm like a whore. Should I treat you like one? Is that what you want?’

[jonjaydami]

I need a Superbat fantasy au but like can Clark be a baker.

Like just think how cool it'd be if he was a really good baker and he was delivering bread to the palace were king Bruce Wayne was and something happened and he ended up saving the kings life (or maybe one of the kids)

And they try to offer him a spot in the palace or to be a knight and he goes....but my bread :(

So he decides not to do it but at the end of a long night he passes out the leftover brea thatd didnt get sold to the people on the streets when he meets a cloaked figure called the batman or maybe something else? And they get along super well to a point were Clark developes feelings for him. All while the king keeps inviting him back to the palace and he keeps denying.

Only to find out that Bruce and Batman are the same person and of course he's annoyed and hurt but maybe that's when he reveals he's actually not human himself. He's an alien and then they can get married and Clark is still a baker at the end of the day because he loves baking and giving to people.

I just want Clark to bake bread and Bruce to be in love and taken care of for once.

[manufacturedrainbows]

My Fabian fanfic is going great so far

EDIT: Fanfic is up on ao3 now! ✨️

[transmascutena]

(a very quick and unpolished thing i wrote on the bus home today)

Utena, Anthy, and a conversation about love. Around 500 words.

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“I loved him,” Utena says. She feels vulnerable admitting it, staring at the ceiling rather than at Anthy curled up at her side. “Not… not in the way he tried to convince me I did. But…” she sighs at the feeling of Anthy's fingers moving gently up and down her arm. “But I did love him.”

Anthy is quiet, and Utena can tell she’s waiting for her to say the next thing, the logical conclusion to this line of thought. It’s the hardest part to admit to herself, let alone to someone else. Let alone to Anthy.

She takes a breath. “Sometimes I feel like I still do.” Anthy exhales against her shoulder.

“Love is,” Anthy starts, then stops. Utena feels her shake her head. “It’s not… enough, on its own. I loved him too. I still do. I think I always will.”

Utena squeezes Anthy’s hand in the dark, and for a while they simply listen to each other breathe. “I’m not sure I even know what love is,” Utena says. “I definitely didn’t, growing up. But I wanted it, more than anything. He knew that. He offered it to me, and he knew I would do anything to keep it.”

“Family,” Anthy whispers, her mouth still pressed against Utena’s shoulder.

“Yeah. Family.”

They’re both quiet for a while, aware of the weight of the conversation. The entirety of what used to be their world, all contained in that single word.

“Do you think…” Utena starts to ask, but hesitates. She doesn’t want to say the words, and doesn't want to hear Anthy’s answer.

“What is it?”

She shakes her head. “Nevermind. It doesn’t matter.”

“Everything matters,” Anthy says simply, but in a tone that tells Utena that she doesn’t have to say if she doesn’t want to.

She sighs. “I just mean, it doesn't change anything. It doesn’t make what he did… better. But I just wonder,” and she has wondered for years now, “I wonder if he loved us too. If any of it was real.”

Anthy wraps an arm Utena’s middle and touches her scar lightly. “He did,” Anthy says, confidently enough that Utena doesn’t question it. “It was as real as anything was in that place. But like I said, love is… It’s not an inherent good.”

“No,” Utena mumbles. “And he hurt us in spite of it.”

Anthy catches Utena’s eye for the first time since the conversation started. “He hurt us because of it, Utena.”

“Oh,” Utena breathes, turning her eyes back to the ceiling. She lets that revelation settle in her chest, but doesn’t know how to feel about it. She was right that it doesn’t make any of it better. She’s not sure whether or not it makes it worse.

[fischiee]

someone tell me why every yorkalina fic explains away the lighter thing as york being a smoker and carolina tries to convince him to stop by taking/being given his lighter...

you're really going to tell me the girl thats hardened by war at 24, has the world's most damaging relationship with her father, and has an addictive obsessive personality ISN'T a smoker like come on...

[beanghostprincess]

When they start dating Sanji finds comfort in the assumption that Usopp has never dated anybody else either. Kissed anybody else. Lost his virginity yet. Because Sanji hasn't, and he just assumes Usopp can't possibly know more about relationships than him.

But Usopp grew up with Kaya until he was 17. And he has done all of those things. So now Sanji is even more nervous about all of this, but Usopp doesn't seem to be more relaxed, either? And it's so confusing. So while Sanji panics about all the firsts they have yet to have together, Usopp does the same.

So Sanji is kind of like "Why are YOU nervous?! You're the one who has done all this shit already I- I don't even know where to start!"

"But it's the first time I do them with YOU. "

We often forget they're canonically anxious teenagers who really really really don't know anything about love and they have to experience these things together. And I find that beautiful.

[idea-hub-for-fanfic]

Right hear me out,

Alicent is fed up. Her youngest son Daeron has just been sent to Oldtown, Aemond has one eye and has turned vicious and cold, Helaena spends her time embroidering or looking ant bugs, and her eldest child Aegon is drunk 90% of the time. All the while her husband King Viserys ignores their children for his stupid model she wished she could set on fire, but she can’t. So instead she does something else.

She gets absolutely wasted.

And there’s one thing about Alicent no one knew, not even her father, is that a Drunk Alicent has no filter and Zero fucks to give.

Rhaenyra and her family come to visit at this time, and they are faced with a drunk Alicent just hanging them all out to dry. Calling everyone out on their shit.

Drunk Alicent: “Oh look! It’s Fucking Princess Rheanyra! Come to visit her father finally! And because the sun shines out her fucking arse it means everything in the whole of kings landing stops, by order of the fucking King himself because his spoiled brat of a daughter is here! The most precious heir to the stupid fucking throne that one day I will melt and turn it into something fucking useful. Like 100 door handles or some shit!”

Everyone is lost and confused because what?

Drunk Alicent: “ oh and by the way, I know how much you hate me because I married your father, like I had a fucking Choice! Who was I to deny my father and the fucking king! But you don’t understand that ‘cause you do as you fucking like! No care for anyone but yourself! Just like my own father, who can die in a whole for all I care!”

Daemons loving it, aegons also drunk and is also loving it, viserys is trying to shut her up but that’s not happening, Otto is getting his ass handed to him by his own daughter, and the rest of the kids have no idea what to do.

Just a bit of fun I thought of. Who doesn’t love getting wasted. Drunk Alicent speaks the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

✨please remember that these are fanfiction ideas, they may not or will not follow canon unless the writers of them want that to happen. I am just throwing ideas out to the world for people to play with and make into they’re own✨

[sekhmetpaws]

We are in dire need of a Captive Prince!Feydpaul AU in this fandom.

Come on, everything is right there! The homoerotic swordfighting, the betraying culminating on the murder of the beloved father... Even the scheming pedo uncle.

[skellagirl]

(me, crawling out of a hole in the ground covered in dirt and blood and bruises): somebody please...... talk to me about Potion Permit................

(also go read my fuckin uhhhhh self indulgent matheo/chemist oneshot)

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[patch3sthenightup]

[i-like-eddsworld-lol]

Think about BG3HD, Slimecicle’s bg3 play through. Then think about bg3. Think about how everyone talks.

Just think about the fUCkhINg cONtrAST okay. Between the main four’s absolute buffoonery, their rambling, and then EVErY npc they come across. So eloquent. So British. Think about the fucking NARRATOR. She’s so mysterious and serene and fucking crystalline. And she’s narrating for THESE GUYS.

Picture, if you will, BG3HD as an actual anime. The video does it well enough, but imagine like, the full thing with three seasons and more dialogue. They had 200 hours, alright, what do we really need to make up? And imagine the bg3 narrator as their/the audience’s narrator. Bonus points if it’s PAIRED with Charlie/Xiv’s narration from the video. Fucking wild.

Or just… whatever they were saying in the ‘editor’s cut’ (please exist please exist please exist), and just. Just listen to clips online, of bg3 audio, and imagine the four/three/four plus rai responding to that.

An alternative? Rai as the narrator. His little ghost at the end inspired this one. He never outright says “us”, “we”, “I was there that blue transmasc that’s me”. But the way he talks implies he has a deep connection to the other three, even if it’s somewhat one-sided. His emotions and opinions will be clear as day (the latter outright stated and used for funnies, the former a bit more subtle and genuine). He’ll refer to the group as ‘our heroes’, in classic narrator fashion, and I can see him saying “our heroes, plus Rai” because it’s funny, and also I imagine his ghost harbours a lot of regret for his attempted amicide.

I quite like this idea. Somebody make a fanfic.