#pls i need fics to read on ao3

[grezzirossi]

Silly Spuriken doodles because my OW otp returned full force as I started playing again.

[edenfire]

woah sparks are real!?✨️

oh no these two are my new obsession,, I just keep thinking about what could have been🥺💞

wallace, baby, come back to meeeee~~

[crownedwille]

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[piningpercussionist]

transfem scott getting lots of support from ramona and kim in the early 2000's when shit's very taboo but they all 3 have a fire forged bond and lord if they aren't going to make sure they're all as happy as they can be because they've come this far and I dunno it just makes me happy all three of them

YES YES YES

It makes me very happy as well,,

Like I've said before. General Trans Scott enthusiast here- I love the idea of their little support network *violent coughing* I (we?) mean polycule *violent coughing* so fucking much.

Ramona I think has a bit of a more gentle hand with reassuring Scott with gender issues, but sometimes she just can't help herself from some pointed banter or teasing- how could you with someone so dense? (Said w affection)

And then Kim I think is more blunt. But like, in a good way mostly, you know? The kinda blunt that makes you snap to attention and go "Oh. Yeah that was silly of me." And if Ramona's started some sort of banter? Kim is SO piling on. Maybe sometimes she's a bit TOO blunt with it- but it's only because she's so firm in her support. She wants Scott to Get It Together- and be happier for it. So if some ribbing now and again is in order, then goddamnit she will do so! Anything to crack that shell.

And ohhh can you imagine how they would react to some transphobic bullshit?? Unholy terror would be driven into the offender before they walk off with an absurd amount of coins between them. I can feel it in my bones. Scott doesn't even have to lift a finger (if the transphobe is even noticed/processed at all, bc I honestly can see Scott just. Not realizing someone's being transphobic.) Kim giving someone a lashing with her tongue as distraction and then Ramona coming in with the hammer- BAM! Free Money! Paying literally with your life for your transphobia. A Better And Just World.

And of course (transfem Scott more specifically, here,) the way Scott would start to flourish under their support... cagey and maybe a little (perhaps a lot-) resistant to start- but Kim's blunt affirmations and no nonsense attitude for bullshit (which is what Scott insisting on "being cis" would be, c'mon now,) and Ramona's also low bullshit tolerance but less Stabby (bc I won't lie, that's probably how Kim's comments would feel,) assurances? Ough... My Heart... Be Still-

I would Kill for them, Your Honor-

(Ran out of tags so putting this in the body of the post- I am SO tired someone pls sound off if this isn't as coherent as I am hoping this is. I WAS trying to nap and get the extra sleep I desperately needed but the writing bug... it Bit Me.... only a little but enough to stop that process-)

[angel-mira]

cutest spotter ever <3

[sexynetra]

Guess who wrote a fic loosely based on this video 🤭

Thank you @thecollectionsof for encouraging me <333

“You trust me, don’t you?” Dawn smiled hopefully — a dazzling grin that had Amanda’s brain shorting out.

She did trust Dawn. More than she trusted anyone in the world.

[muddledstars]

is ao3 down 😭

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

I mean this as the highest compliment i can bestow but your artstyle looke like you had an undertale phase at some point in time

(i didnt rlly have one in the sense that i drew a lot of undertale but i certainly did have a long period of time where i wrote a bunch of reader-insert fanfics abt it lmao)

[madamadragon]

Here chapter 4! Let me know what you think and sorry for the delay ehehe

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Title: OUTSIDE MOUNTAINS

Parings: Li Xiangyi | Li Lianhua/Di Feisheng, Li Xiangyi | Li Lianhua & Fang Duobing

Chapter Plot: Madam Yu asks Li Lianhua to find her sister's murderer and after wasting time finding the culprit Li Lianhua leaves Fang Duobing behind to look for Di Feisheng who is kept chained in a cave.

Or in alternative

Li Lianhua is done with everyone shit, Fang Duobing is confused and Di Feisheng is gay but doesn't remember. With them Hulijing.

+Bonus

My dragon lord Di Feisheng when he met for the first time Li Xiangyi in the Valley of Demons (it will happen in the next chapter)

[fairytwles]

sapphic hellcheer my beloved

[tartarusknight]

The King of the Freaks | Part 14

Ao3 Link | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16

CW for child abuse, bullying, and suicidal intentions

Eddie hadn't meant to fall asleep, but after Steve and everyone else had fallen asleep one by one, so did he. When he woke up, Steve was gone from the pile of limbs. Eddie didn't have the grace to get out without waking everyone else, so as he wiggled out, he heard groaning. He waited for a minute, watching the others realize Steve was gone. "Is he...?" Gareth trailed off, and Eddie rubbed a hand over his face.

"We should," Jeff didn't even bother finishing his sentence before he was heading out of the room. Eddie took a moment before following.

As they got down, in the kitchen was Steve. He was making French toast and smiled over at them. Once again, acting like nothing happened. Like they hadn't woken up to Steve sobbing for Dustin while he was still asleep. Then they hadn't dealt with his panic and confusion. Eddie hated it. "There's coffee," Steve pointed, and Eddie glanced at the clock, 9:32. How long has Steve been up?

"Steve -" He started but was cut off by an almost frantic.

"I didn't know what else to make. Hopefully, you all like French Toast. To be honest, I never eat breakfast, so I don't know many recipes. But this one seemed easy enough." He nodded towards the cookbook on the counter. It was a well-loved cookbook, with notes sticking out of the pages.

Grant opened his mouth to say something when Jeff said, "Sounds good. We can set the table." He stares pointedly at the 3 of them before they moved. Eddie grabbed some plain white mugs from all the plain white, sterile-looking dishes. Grant grabbed plates as Gareth grabbed silverware. Jeff helped Steve grab the food items and if Eddie really looked, he could see the way Steve moved just slightly out of range of touches. His walls were back up and his movements were planned. Suddenly he wasn’t just Steve their friend, but more like King Steve an act.

They sat down and started to eat. The silence was deafening. Steve’s eyes jumped over each one of them but they followed Jeff’s lead. They knew how to work to each others' strengths. Like last night Eddie had moved next to Steve easily but it was Gareth they listened to. Since Gareth had plenty of practice talking calmingly and softly to someone in the midst of a panic attack. Because Gareth was the one who had them and talked Eddie through his. So, they sat there in silence until the food was gone before Jeff moved them to the living room. Steve sat in the recliner but the rest of them sat on the couches.

“My mom she’s a great cook.” Grant blurts and doesn’t let their surprised looks stop him. “She can do everything except for French Toast. Every time she tries, she burns it. We don’t know how she does it because she can cook like 5 things at a time but even watching the French Toast closely the entire time, they burn. We’re convinced she was cursed to never be able to make them.”

Eddie can’t help the laugh that bubbles out. Suddenly everyone was laughing, even Steve smiled and looked close to laughing. By the time the laughter stopped, Jeff started. “My siblings and I had wanted to make my parents breakfast in bed for their anniversary when we were younger. I barely knew how to cook and my brother, Nolan, couldn’t even reach the counter. My sister, Zahra, had gotten up on the counters to reach all the tall stuff and we got to work. Only none of us had been taught how to make breakfast foods. We just had seen our parents do it. We made eggs with shells still in them and they were overcooked. Burnt toast that we covered in jam. We gave it to my parents and they choked down a good bit of it just to make us smile.” He said softly, “they showed us how to make eggs the next morning.”

Gareth grinned, “my older brother, Derek, was making a batch of brownies. Not just any brownies but pot brownies. Only Mom saw that he was baking so he had to make two batches. One with pot, one without. He thought he was so slick but then he accidentally switched the two around. So, Mom, Dad, and I were high out of our minds while he wondered how they didn’t affect him. Never really connected the dots. But at the next party-”

Eddie laughed cutting Gareth off, he remembered what had happened. Gareth grinned over at him. “He told everyone how high his tolerance was before getting incredibly high and trying to do a backflip off of someone’s shed. Broke his arm and everything.” Gareth snickered, “First time I got high, and let’s just say I didn’t mind it.”

“We will never let that go.” Eddie snickered and Gareth high-fived him.

Steve was looking at them and smiling. There was a little relief in his eyes. “First time I ever cooked I accidentally set my shirt on fire,” Steve says and it comes out soft. Like he’s so wrapped up in love that he can’t handle it. “I ran straight into the pool,” he said and Eddie grinned over at him. “I still avoid making oatmeal even though I know it’s just because I didn’t know how to use the stove.” He says and there’s a laugh starting to form in his words.

Eddie tilted his head, he glanced over at Jeff, with a silent question of Can we try to talk now? Jeff glanced at Steve who was finally relaxing and nodded. Eddie cleared his throat, nerves welling up. “I had to learn how to cook because my parents sucked. Back when- well I moved to Hawkins back when I was 12. Before that, I lived with my mom and dad in West Virginia. They weren’t great parents. My dad never tried to get a job, instead trying to live off of stupid shit like hotwiring cars and dealing. My mom wasted… I don’t even know how much of our money on drugs. All I know is that growing up, we had more drugs in the house than food.”

He said and everyone was looking at him. “We didn’t have much for food, and they said if I couldn’t cook, I couldn’t eat.” He stated and saw Gareth itching to reach out. But this wasn’t the time. “I did. I learned because if we had food in the house, I wanted to be able to eat it. I’m best at breakfast foods because my mom stated it was the most important. Most days it was the only time I ate.” He shrugged, “Then I moved in with Wayne…  And well, he works nights. So, our schedules are off. I’ll make him breakfast for dinner some mornings and he’ll make me breakfast for dinner some evenings. It works, it’s nice.” Eddie says softly and looks up at Steve.

Grant cleared his throat, catching onto what Eddie was doing. “My dad left when I was 4. He never wanted kids. He said he had gotten tied down because of one stupid night. He hated us for it. So, one day he just packed up and left. My mom was young and she never worked before but she started working at the daycare to try and keep us afloat. Soon, though, we weren’t able to keep up with our bills and we had to move in with my grandparents. We still live there. I think she’s waiting until I graduate before trying again. Too afraid to take a chance.”

Gareth cleared his throat and looked over at Eddie. Eddie gave him a reassuring smile. Gareth smiled back, “When I was a kid… well I’m still bullied but it was really bad when I was younger. To the point, I avoided going to school and stayed home more than anything. But it didn’t stop them from picking on me. One day they tied me up on a football post in just my underwear. They were taking turns throwing shit at me. Writing shit on my body.”

Gareth shrugged and he glanced over at Eddie. It brought him back to finding Gareth like that. Gareth cleared his throat, “Derek had arrived just in time with Eddie. He sent me with Eddie and I was so terrified. But I trusted him and I trusted Eddie… Eddie took me home and helped me clean up. And the next time I saw Derek, it was at the station. He was bloody and bruised along with a few of the people that had done that shit to me. Hopper had listened to Derek and me, but Derek ended up still having to do community service because of it.” Gareth explained and Eddie watched Steve’s walls take each hit they were throwing his way.

Jeff cleared his throat, “honestly, Steve. I don’t know what happened last night. What you dreamed of. But I want you to know that we’ve all got shit. We can’t compare them because it’s different, but it's there. So, don’t feel like you have to hide your own shit. Because… well, we don’t want to see you get eaten up by it.” Jeff looks a little shaky and Eddie hates it. Hates that the unbreakable Jeff isn’t sturdy at the moment. “Zahra, she’s like you… she was dealing with shit that she never talked about. Always laughed and smiled. But she could barely eat and her laughs weren’t real.”

Everyone who already knew how this story went, tensed up. Jeff cleared his throat like he was going to cry, “And- And then one day I came home early and found her bleeding out in the bathroom. I almost lost her— I did lose her in a way. She’s in and out of facilities where they try to help her. But she’ll never be the same. And I do what I can to make her feel loved. She’s my little sister and I almost lost her.” Steve was just staring, wide-eyed.

Jeff sighed and folded his hands over his lap. “Now… I just need you to believe that when we ask you how you’re doing it’s because we care about you. Cause we do care, Steve. For some reason, you slid right into our lives and you just fit. We love having you around and we need you to understand that.”

Steve looked moments from breaking, “I- I’m sorry.” It comes out choked and Eddie wants to reach over and grab his hand.

“Don’t be sorry, there’s nothing to apologize for. Like I said we’ve all got our shit.” Jeff says softly and Eddie realizes a lot later than he should have that Jeff talks to Steve like he does his little siblings… even though Steve’s older than him. Even though they haven’t known each other for long.

Steve's eyes are roaming over them like he's trying to see through them. “Are- are you guys okay?” Steve whispers and looks over at them with glassy brown eyes.

Eddie gives him a soft smile. “You know, I’m pretty great. I’m spending time with my friends,” he looks at Steve straight on. “But one of my friends had a rough night and I’m worried about them. I want them to be able to talk to me about whatever they’re going through.” He says softly and Steve looks away from his gaze. “Steve,” he murmurs and he stands, moving to kneel down in front of the recliner. Steve’s curled up form so close but Eddie doesn’t touch. He just rests his hands on the seat of the chair next to Steve’s legs. “We’re here for you. You don’t have to go through this alone anymore.”

Steve’s nod is jerky and he���s wringing his hands awkwardly. “You’re my friends?” He questions and he looks at them with so much fear but also hope.

Eddie gave him a soft smile and shifted, taking Steve’s hands in his. “Steve you’ve been our friend for a while now. Like I said that first day, I gave you a starting point and you easily charmed our socks off.” He jokes but kept his voice soft.

Grant cuts in with “We like you as our little jock.” Steve’s hands were shaking in his hands. “Steve, you’re our cheerleader, didn’t you know that? You watch our d&d games. We love it when you cheer when we win. Or when you give your own opinions. Honestly just laughing with you is nice.” He says and Steve’s blinking tears away.

“We don’t invite just anyone to join the campaign… we decided you would be a great addition a while ago, we just didn’t want to overwhelm you. We know we can be a lot. But we made you a character that first time you invited us here.” Gareth says and Steve’s whole body is shaking now.

Eddie looks over at Steve, he looks like shit. “Steve, can I hug yo-” He doesn’t even finish. Steve just throws himself into Eddie’s arms. They fall back to the ground so Steve’s on top of Eddie but Eddie just holds Steve close. “I’ve got you,” he promises and Steve is just crying.

Eddie holds him and Steve shakes. “I- I get nightmares. A lot of them. I didn’t- I tried to stay on a separate floor. I didn’t want to wake you with them.” He says and Eddie remembers how stressed Steve had looked when he invited them over. Or when Eddie pushed to get him to sleep in his room. He had been afraid of them seeing. “I don’t- I can’t talk-” he cuts himself off and he seems to be trying to choose his words carefully. “I’m sorry,” he finally says and Eddie runs his hands up and down Steve’s back.

“It’s okay, we’ll be here when you want to talk about it,” Jeff promises. Eddie carefully shifts the two of them to lean back against the couch. The boys crawl down and they all stay close together. Maybe Steve isn’t ready right now, but Eddie will be here when he is.

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[reggieblk]

can't believe i've given myself a deadline with if we were lovers bc now i don't want to finish editing lmao

good to know i haven't changed At All in the last 8 months since I finished uni

[ohlovxr]

guys it’s my birthday and i’m gonna use it as an excuse to be the cheekiest fic-writer-who-hasn’t-had-anything-to-offer-you-guys-in-over-a-year and beg you guys to send me any and all joel miller/any pedro pascal recs. specifically long fics found on ao3 if you know any pls pls pls 😭❤️

[killer-blowmybrain]

Guys i need help to find a ao3 fanfic that i'm seeking for 2 YEARS😭😭 (idk if it's really 2 years)

(and it was about the undertale multiverse too)

i remember that we (the player/the reader) died and then came back in one of error sans plushies

i remember too that we were a dream plushie, idk if this helps.. One day i saw a fanart about this dream plushie too:)

i think the fanfic had 40 pages? idk if the creator is still making:(

and no i don't remember the name of the fanfic-

so PLEASE i beg you to help me 😭😭 that was the best fanfic i've ever seen but i lost it when i got my new phone HELPPP

if you saw this but you don't know the fanfic, REBLOG IT FOR MORE PEOPLE TO SEE AND HELP ME!!!

[butterflybanana123]

How many pages of AO3 history is considered too many?

I saw a TikTok the other day and someone had 54 and I didn’t really question it

Then I checked and mine’s 784 🙃

[chef-alta]

it's 1am, I have to work early in the morning and I have to prepare for my Fairytales & Folklore class midterm

but right now i just wanna write a bunch of royalty au drabbles about the drama, spice, and romance of the Seeker/Vosinian royal court (including all of the starscream ships my heart can carry)