#ree writes fics

[shinischis]

"vanilla"

where...💭

shinichi can't sleep and kaito kid is like a walking sleeping pill

— kaito kid | kuroba kaito / kudo shinichu | edogawa conan

10k words

Link

[heavyhitterheaux]

My upcoming fics for the Joe girlies 🤭🤭

Meet Me At The Altar

Flowers (Joe Burrow and Jack Harlow)

Always Be My Baby

If Your Girl Only Knew

Give Your Heart a Break

[orionember]

I’m wanting to write Long Live Evil fanfic so badly, but my brain is just drawing BLANKS in regards to prompts and ideas of what to write😭😭 head empty, no thoughts, just mush☠️

[theno1joelhater]

here is this souper cool officer avoidy + misty ree art i made

and also the associated lore:

After several missing person reports, a policeman and detective go to investigate their main suspect.

basically they’re going to investigate Justin Case’s house for the hostages and !!!! things happen !!

[miyamoratsumuu]

FRANS!! remember when I said I’d do a deepdive into ur works one day? I’m here now :) do u have any specific ones u think I should take a look at based on my favs <3

HII REE!! I took a quick look at your post with your fav characters for this, and just then, I realized that I haven't written for the haikyuu characters on your roster except for iwa</3

SOOO I offer my short fic "Unsent Letters," which is sort of the shortened version of jamais vu!! I sort of got the inspiration for the series from that drabble anyway ☝🏻

andd, ik he's not on your roster, but may I suggest "and they were roommates," a fic ft. akaashi!! it was actually one of the first fics I've ever written, so idk if it's the best suggestion, but 🚶🏻‍♂️

for mha I haven't written any kirishima fics (looking for works that I'd recommend u made me realize that most of the things I've posted are headcanons 😭😭) but I have this short headcanon post with kirishima included!! "getting matching eye color bracelets with them"

lastlyy, ik you said based on your favs and he's not really your fav (atleast i don't think so), he's mine 🤕 but have this "Apple Cider" fic I wrote with sero!!

[kim-ruzek]

Just realised the last time I was writing Lost in Translation I went out with my friends and it completely killed my motivation and just right when I start trying to write it again, I'm going out again. It is never going to get finished

[toshkakoshka]

ITS FINALLY FUCKING WRITTEN IM GONNA CURL UP INTO A BALL AND DIE

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Could you write the scene where Ulf disrespects Jace? Reader, Jace's wife, arrives and, being a pacifist, asks Ulf to show respect in the halls of Dragonstone. She reminds him that, as a dragonseed, he should honor his ancestors' palace. However, Ulf, being arrogant and unaware, mistakes Reader for a maid rather than Crowned Princess. When Ulf moves to lay his hand on her, Jace intervenes, saying, "You dare lay a hand on your future Queen?"

Request: can i request a fic with jace where she’s a targ and ulf maybe just being himself disrespects her and jace is fed up

Small blurb because why dragging something just to make it longer?

my taglists are here + you can send requests here at any time

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Ulf returned from the training yard after spending hours learning commands. High Valyrian did not flow easily on his commoner tongue, and he was looking for wine to drown his frustration into. 

His eyes looked around for a servant, and spotted you walking by. 

 ''Oy, fetch me more wine, girl,’’ Ulf commanded. 

Thinking his words were not addressed to you, you continued your path heading down the corridor to your chamber to report to Rhaenyra on your meeting with your father at Harrenhal. She had sent Ser Alfred a fortnight ago, but the man was slow on his horse so she sent you. The Greens were making moves and she needed to know what Daemon was up to quickly.

''I spoke to you!'' Ulf added, coming up to you and grabbing your arm without using force, simply meaning to stop you.

You turned, appalled that this man had grabbed you — a princess of the realm. 

‘’Get your hand off me!’’ 

Your hand reached toward the dagger on your hip, instinctively prepared to defend yourself. You assumed he was some sort of intruder  — mayhaps someone hired by the Greens —, but the way he continued asking about wine let you suspect that he was mistaking you for a servant. Did he not know who you were? Were your silver hair not telling enough of your title? 

Before you could scream or call for guards, Jacaerys was coming in through the corridor and walked in on the exchange. His whole body tensed and his dark eyes saw red when he saw Ulf with his betrothed.

‘’You dare lay a hand on your future Queen?’’ the prince said firmly, meeting the bastard's defiant glare as he quickened his pace to get to you. 

Realizing his mistake, Ulf immediately let you go, but Jacaerys was not finished, anger rising in his chest. He was so tired of the older man constantly showing disrespect in the ancestral home of House Targaryen. Calling him ‘boy’ and touching his hair saying they were ‘as dark as they say’, putting his feet on the painted table, his lack of table manners at supper. He may never have been taught the manners of court, but claiming a dragon didn’t give him permission to forget civility and manners. 

Jacaerys pushed Ulf away with a force that made the older bastard stumble on his feet. You did not know your betrothed had that strength in him. It made you feel something insde. 

‘’I’ll have an apology from you to the princess immediately," the prince demanded, his voice firm and authoritative. 

Ulf gulped and apologized, the boy before him small but somehow threatening. 

‘’Disrespect her or touch my betrothed again,’’ Jacaerys added, his eyes burning with anger, ‘’and I swear I'll have you hanged and your body fed to the dogs in the streets.’’

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[seraphdreams]

do you have a fav ff? (not of urs)

yes! definitely this one or this one ! these are both pretty dark, just a warning!

[chaotic-toasters]

Dumb Ref

Kate Martin x Reader (I write soccer fics... don't come at me if it sucks please🙏)

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"REF!" you yelled, tossing your hands up from your spot on the ground. "ARE YOU GONNA CALL THE FOUL OR NAH?"

The ref turned her head back in annoyance as play continued on. "Just because you keep falling over doesn't mean it's a foul, Y/L/N!"

A growl rumbled in the back of your throat. You shot to your feet, smacking the ball away as it left the LSU player's hand. "RAAHHH!"

You chucked the ball to Caitlin who made an easy layup, rolling your eyes at the way the Iowa bench was unsuccessfully trying to stifle their laughter.

As you ran back, the player you were defending mistakenly stuck out her foot ever-so-slightly, and, to your aggravation, you tripped.

"REEEEEF!" you yelled, practically shattering everyone's eardrums to the point all the courtside microphones picked it up. "SHE FLIPPIN' TRIPPED ME! CALL THE FOUL, GODDAMNIT!"

The ref blew her whistle, glaring at you before touching her right hand to her right shoulder and letting her arm fall to her side.

Your jaw dropped as you scrambled to your feet. "HOW IS THAT A FLOP?! ARE YOU DUMB?"

You were tackled to the floor before you could even take a step. "SYDNEY! GET OFFA ME YOU FU—"

A hand was slapped over your mouth.

"Don't!" Kate scolded, your girlfriend's hand remaining strong. "Don't say it."

Sydney only let you up once you stopped squirming, a look of utter annoyance on your face. "I hate all of you. Literally every single one of you."

As play started up again, you became more aggressive, throwing more shoulder into it than you had earlier on in the game, getting more steals, blocking more shots. And of course, that was when the ref started paying attention.

You had slightly knocked Angel Reese with your shoulder, successfully stealing the ball after a double team with Caitlin, when the ref had decided she didn't like that and blown the whistle.

You backflipped, chucking the ball to Narnia, fists clenched as you stalked over to the dumb woman wearing black and white stripes. "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING M— YOU CAN'T EJECT ME FOR THAT YOU BI—" you stopped short when you spotted Kate giving you the I'm-not-mad,-just-disappointed girlfriend look. "YOU BIIIIII... you biii... YOU BIRD! THIS IS ONLY MY FOURTH PERSONAL! LEARN TO COUNT!"

You could hear Coach Bluder facepalm behind you.

"No," the ref scoffed. "One on Reese in the first quarter, one on Johnson in the second, and two on Poa and another one on Reese this quarter."

"Yeah! That's four!" You snapped, counting on your fingers. "Reese, Johnson, Poa, Ree—"

You stopped short. "Reese, Reese, Johnson, Poa, Poa—wait—"

Kate held in a laugh, grabbing you by the shoulders and pushing you gently off the court since you were still busy trying to count. "Come on, baby, off you go."

You blinked rapidly as Coach Bluder took Kate's place, guiding you to the bench with an amused but equally unamused sigh. "Sit down, Y/N."

As soon as she returned to her previous spot on the sidelines, you snapped out of it. "Dumb ref!"

Her head snapped back like a slingshot. "What did you say?"

You jumped to your feet, ready to deck her, only for Molly to deck you, lightly but effectively kicking you in the back of the knee with her foot. You practically crumpled, nearly hitting your head on the back of your seat had it not been for one of your other teammates sticking their hand out. "Ow!"

"Sit your ass down," Molly scolded. "Stop antagonizing her!"

"She's antagonizing me!" You whined, holding the back of your knee as you hauled yourself up onto your chair. "She's the one being a—"

"HEY!" Kate shouted from half court, hands in her hips as LSU prepared to dribble down the court. "NOT ANOTHER WORD, MISSY, OR YOU CAN COOK YOUR OWN DINNER FOR THE NEXT WEEK!"

You jolted, sitting up ramrod straight, frantically shaking your head at the threat.

Kylie snorted. "Really? That's all it took for you to shut up? Your girlfriend yelling at you?"

You scowled, but said nothing.

"You're so whipped."

"I am not whipped!" You screeched, shoving her off her seat before standing on yours and preparing to perform an elbow drop.

"HEY! STOP THAT!" Kate's voice was so commanding that everybody on the court froze momentarily. "KYLIE! Y/N! BEHAVE!"

You both scrambled to return to your seats, staring straight ahead with matching looks of terror on your faces.

Kate shook her head as everyone on the court snapped back into action. "LITERAL CHILDREN!"

You stuck out your tongue.

"SEE?"

I should stick to soccer fics

[shinischis]

"Not good"

where...💭

shinichi comes back home to his boyfriend singing while cooking, and they end up dancing in the kitchen

— kaito kid | kuroba kaito / kudo shinichi | edogawa conan

2k words

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Inspo art by @zaziki1412

[heavyhitterheaux]

Upcoming fics 🥰

Meet Me Halfway Part 3 (requested by @kentuckyboyharlow)

No Enhancers

Play Part 2 (First Lady x Jack x Urban. Complete FILTH)

Sisters No More Part 2

Heaux Tales (@moody4world and @sinsandsuccubus and @hoodharlow)

Wonder What She Thinks of Me (requested by @hoodharlow)

Ghost

Shoot Your Shot

Lipstick Bandit

Jack's Driving School (requested by @hoodharlow)

30 Days (requested by @hoodharlow)

Anything But Ranch

Little Miss Innocent (requested by @sinsandsuccubus)

And of course all the concepts 😘💕

[willownwisp]

starry skies, blue eyes

ii. loving you and the little things you do. (re4r!leon x gn!reader)

author's note: no proofread i work and die alone. i write and called it a day,,, hehe,,, hurrah for second entry of leon valentine's advent !!!! this is actually two parts bc the fic on the third day follows the events after this fic. <3

cw: SFW, SILLY IDIOTS IN LOVE !!!!! part 2 of ree's leon valentine's day advent.

The baby blues melt into pink hues against the watercolor bloom skies as the sun slowly sets.

Leon presses a kiss to your temple as you both hike side by side to the camp site.

"Stay close, baby. It's getting dark soon. It's my bad, we should have gotten here earlier."

You blush and shake your head, it's not like he was at fault. Leon is a man of action, ask him what needs to be done and it is done. Perhaps it's drilled into him to obey and follow orders, or that after a turbulent run as a DSO agent, he just wanted to get away. Desperately so that the minute you impulsively chatter how romantic it would be to have a camping trip, he's on his ass getting ready that same day.

"No, lovey. It was spontaneous anyway. It's kinda more romantic, yeah?"

You giggle at him, linking your arms around his thick ones as it flexes underneath your touch as he guides you to the spot.

This playfulness earns you a sigh from him. Not one out of frustration, you know him. Know how his trauma operates in the way that there is a small cork in his heart that needed a bit loosening up before he shows his tenderness, it was a sigh of fondness from him as he pulls you close.

"Of course, baby."

He'd reply with a half-smile because you're adorable. The light to his life that seeps warmth in the cold crevices of his being. There was something in your spontaneous nature. Your laidback demeanor, and playfulness that had lured him in. A breath of fresh air.

It was almost night after that small hike, and you're currently faced with your mortal enemy.

Forgetfulness and a knot. A freaking knot.

You wanted to impress Leon by offering to be the one to set up the tent as he leaves you for a little while to gather wood for the fire.

How hard could it be to set up a small two-person tent?

You ask yourself, and this was your downfall.

Upon Leon's arrival, bringing in wood for the fire, he sets the wood down to roll his neck before removing his jacket. His muscles flexing underneath the fabric of his muscle fit turtleneck and you gawk at him like a horny teenager while pretending to be busy "reading" the manual for the tent.

Leon turns to you, oblivious to the fact that you were eyeing him.

"Do you need any help, baby?"

He asks, blue eyes and the softest gaze and fuck if he isn't the prettiest man on earth.

"Psh. Who? Me? Nah, I can do it lovey. People used to ask me for help with these you know. I'm like an expert."

A bald-faced lie, and you even had the audacity to throw a boast. In your defense, you do have the experience. The faint memory of your childhood suggests you do.

"I used to be a Scout, you know."

You give him a wink as a reassurance and he chuckles, an amused smile graces his lips as he pets your head.

"Wow, I didn't know I was in the presence of a camping veteran. I'm in your care, baby."

He replies with a playful wink, matching your energy before he turns to start the fire, busying himself with lighting up the wood and setting up the camp site.

Meanwhile you stew in the fact that you're screwed, and yet instead of helping yourself, your gaze wanders to that of your boyfriend.

You've always known that Leon is dependable. He's brilliant like that even if he doesn't see it. That seriousness in his sapphire eyes, the way he moves around to check for any hazards and dangers around the camp site. He was walking all over, completely engrossed with his tasks. Setting up the portable mini gas stove on the ground. You were just… staring.

You've always known you love him, but sometimes there are moments when you look at a person and that feeling of love washes over your being, because that's him. That's your boyfriend. The only Leon in the world, there with you. In this space, breathing the same air.

Your reverie is cute short when he calls out to you.

"Baby."

"Huh?"

You respond quite taken aback and Leon quirks his eyebrows at you.

"Are you okay? I've been calling you. Is there something on my face? You seem occupied."

He asks and you clear your throat before shaking your head to try and find your voice.

"Oh no, just… nothing."

You clear your throat again, but Leon's eyes narrow at you.

"You don't know how to set up the tent, don't you?"

He asks with a playful smirk on his lips and you respond with an over-the-top gasp of horror.

"Why I never!"

You huff and turn to tug on the little poles on the tent.

"I swear I still remember how to tie my knots!"

You exclaim before Leon looks at you and just… laughs.

A laughing Leon Kennedy is a treat, because you get to see him throw his head back in laughter, his dirty blonde hair delicately framing his pretty face and from up close you could see the mole on his neck. He was always so majestic.

You blush in embarrassment, but mainly at the fact that you were absolutely whipped for your boyfriend you can't help but admire him a like a living artistic sculpture.

"Baby."

He continues after he laughs, his arms wrapping around your waist as he hugs you from behind.

"You don't even need knots for that, all you have to do is put the poles in those holes."

He grins, looking down at your pouting face before snickering and kissing your cheeks.

"Aww, is my baby upset?"

He asks, tilting his head to get a clear view of your sheepish face, now blushing and huffing at him.

"Come on my Scout, let's put this up together yeah?"

He pulls away from you to give you a boyish grin, the look in his blue eyes is enough to get you to soften as you pick up the poles, with present pout.

Leon looks at you and he melts at how adorable you are.

Perhaps this is what makes life a little more light and a little more bright. The small things like the way you pout and the way you're already red-faced at light teasing. He doesn't say a word but only grabs your chin to plant a chaste kiss on your lips.

Short and sweet as he smiles.

"I love you. Let's go on camping trips more often."

You smile at that and nod. For Leon, this is what makes life bearable. Silly moments like this and the love that you two share.

[threebooksoneplot]

Wait can authors really not read fics of their own work in case they get sued for stealing ideas?? That seems so wild to me I’d wanna publish and then read like coffee shop AUs of my weird fantasy stuff or whatever. U hear about the authors that don’t like fanfic of their works but not the ones that like them and can’t read them!!

I assume it's usually a policy enforced by publishers/agents, the people who have to worry about the business/legal side of things, and that it mostly applies to ongoing series/canons. But yes, it's a thing! various authors have discussed it before (here is where I would usually link an example but the best and most concise example I know of is from neil gaiman, so I shall not do that.) As far as authors who love fic and can't read it go, I know that's definitely true of Tamsyn Muir and would wager it's true of many other authors who got their start in fandom/fic spaces (your Noviks, your Rees Brennans, etc.)

personally I think it's also just kinda... a good idea for authors not to get involved in, at the very least, the transformative side of their fandoms. we've seen this pattern play out and disaster ensue time and time again. hell, we're seeing it right now with Yaelokre (tl;dr: creator who got really upset that people are writing smut of their characters, causing a streisand effect in which people wrote a bunch more smut out of spite). For older examples, fanlore's got you covered. (seriously, the more fandom history I learn, the more this "don't read fic of your shit" policy makes sense.)

—G

[mrsbsmooth]

So, um.. I'd like to request something if that's okay. I've seen your writing for s6 characters and I love them. I wanted to ask do you have any headcanons about s6 islanders' last names?

HELLOOOOOO!

This is such a lovely ask, thank you! There are a few I've seen floating around, but I would love to hear from others as well because I definitely don't have a complete list.

But here are some suggestions! (I've marked the ones in bold that I have used in the past or plan to use if it ever comes up.)

Bella

Bella Sandhu (longbobmckenzie)

Bella Rai (queen_of_boops)

Grace

Grace Thomas

Grace Bonneville

Ivy

Ivy Harris

Chloe

Chloe Kaufmann

Chloe Brunner

Chloe Graf

Flo

Florence Carter

Florence Taylor

Andy

Andrew Kim

Andy Cho

Elliot

Elliot Kjellberg (Like pewdiepie because I find it really funny)

Elliot Windham (rebelrayne)

Francis

Francis Nowak (lucas-koh)

Hamish

Hamish Lennox-Ross (rebelrayne)

Full name Hamish Albert Mountbatten Bertrand Reginald Gregory Lennox-Ross (his initials would be HAMBRGLR)

Jamal

Jamal Jordan and his family call him JJ (sparxaf)

Jamal Lavigne (caitkaminski)

Jamal Farah

Lewie

Llewellyn John Rees

Lewie Pritchard (This is my standard one for him but I realised too late that Bridget Pritchard sounded a bit odd if him and Brig from Unhealthy ever got married so I changed it to Rees for that fic)

Lewie Huey Kablooey (Only mean nasty awful rude people who hate me use this)

Marshall & Ozzy

Marshall Ayan Singh

Ozzy Praveen Singh (queen_of_boops)

Marshall & Ozzy Patel

Roberto

Roberto Ferreira

Roberto Bonifacío Sousa Almeida Ferreira

Roberto Lisbon Portugal FlyBoy McHotTub

Ryan

Ryan Collins

Ryan Mattison

Ryan Grey

Ryan Butt (thanks caitkaminski and rebelrayne)

Toby

Toby Travolta

Toby Dean

[kim-ruzek]

Just reread all the ways a heart can break and ohmygod it is literally Perfection. The way I capture Adam, that argument, Kim's reactions... Just perfection. Not to toot my own horn or anything but I truly believe it's The best fix-it for season three, at the very least the best of all my fix its