#sf fics

[f1-stuff]

Japanese GP '24 // SF Full Access

[capricioussun]

2am post jumpscare

[invisible-pink-toast]

[bazpango]

San Francisco Killers: Player Stats Light Yagami - #89 - C

The SF Killers won the NHL Draft Lottery this year, and happily selected Yagami as their first overall pick for the 2004-2005 season. When asked about selecting a rookie for first overall pick, head coach, Yagami Sr. had this to say: "Within a week or so [of practice] we realized we were witnessing hockey history in the making. Light is a generational talent, and the team couldn't be more happy to have him."

New York Bells: Player Stats L Lawliet - #82 - C "[Lawliet] has proven over and over that he's the best player in the game today. The more important the game, the more impact he makes," says head coach of the NY Bells, Watari.

Lawliet is set to score his 300th goal, and Watari had this to say: "the team, the fans, everyone is really excited for it. It's an honour to have him back on New York soil for such a milestone."

[lovebeatriceplz]

My Larry Johnson headcanons 👻🎸

General and dating

- His room is a mess 24/7 but he's not a slob. It isn't like a health hazard but it's just never neat, something is always out of place.

- A huge sleepyhead, most of your dates are smoking sessions and taking really long naps together.

- He might appear scrawny to some but he can fight. He'd never start one, but blv he's going to defend himself or someone else. Not ruthless or brutal but he's got a nasty fist (he'll bite their ankles).

- Loves watching you get ready. Whether it's doing your make-up or your hair, or styling your clothes, he wants to watch.

- Once someone confused his eyebags with a smoky eyeliner look and asked him what brand. Now he watches tutorials on YouTube with Sal.

- Is a metalhead but is open and listens to all kinds of music, especially the ones that you recommend.

- He likes to experiment with kissing. Sometimes he kisses you like a royal and then he's inhaling your face😭.

- Can never go wrong with neck kisses though so he just goes for that most of the time. He also bites, but not like love bites more like a little Chihuahua, i digress.

- Has an old, beaten down pair of converse that he just refuses to toss out.

- Tells you everything, especially things about his dad. Sits up at night and talks to his father about you. When he can't do that, he'll talk about you with anyone that comes his way.

- Terrible at skating, popped his ass a couple of times.

- Is low-key down bad for you. Don't worry he's not a pervert, but he'll take any opportunity to get inside your pants.

- He's not a jealous person, like ever, for no circumstance.

- Has a nice singing voice but he prefers to play instruments instead, says he can feel the shit outta it more.

- Takes pictures of cats he see together and sends them to you, captioning it "us".

-Also takes pictures of you, you are 98% of his camera roll. He does it secretly as well, you could ask him "wait- when tf did you take this!?" And he'd just be like "🧍", i digress😭. Has a bunch of forehead pics.

- Supportive in anything that you do, not just you like anyone, his friends, his mom, anyone.

- Has no self - preservation and might self harm without realizing it's self harm. You have to stop him sometimes and help him to acknowledge his limits.

- Has really good hair genes. It grows back very fast, so when he impulsively cuts it (which happens often) it's back to normal in a good amount of weeks.

- First time he had s3x with you was... shocking?. Bro was hungry, not aggressive, just felt a little desperate. He didn't know he was touch starved until he met you.

- Thinks your drop dead gorgeous. Like he's mesmerized, and loves to just stare at you with those lazy eyes like your the best thing to ever happen to him.

[charpimweek]

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happy creating! see you october 6th!

[velvetwyrme]

👀✨!!

(18+ version + oneshot is also up on my Ao3 ;]!!)

[tonicandjins]

23 moments with donghyuck

in honor of donghyuck's twenty-third birthday, i present to you,

23 moments with donghyuck

if walls could talk

➼ The first mission with the notorious Lee Donghyuck involved looking for the hoodlums who attacked Na Jaemin during his trip to Beijing. | mafia au

amortentia (the room smells like absolute shit)

➼ The room smells like the Quidditch pitch when you arrive fifteen minutes into the class. | harry potter au

frequent flyers

➼ Donghyuck looks enthralling like this: beautiful even after all these years, charming like he’s the day he turned 21, grown, earnest, and at ease. It’s agonizing to look at from where you sit across the room—hands wrapped around her waist, eyes closing as he leans in, drunk, drunk, drunk like the night you’d left him, heart void of you.

all of the girls you loved before

➼ “Lee Naeun, Kim Haerin, Im Jieun, Lee Naeun again, then Park Yesol,” you enumerate. “You were a ladies’ man!” | all of the girls you loved before by taylor swift au

"it's swowwen."

➼ You find yourself running from your unit’s floor down to the main entrance. Donghyuck needs to be taken care of today, and with Dream’s schedule, none of the managers will be available to tend to him today, which is why they ended up deciding to send him to your apartment for the day.

the first time (coming soon)

smoke in your lungs (coming soon)

that one afternoon in jeju (coming soon)

lights, camera, lee donghyuck (coming soon)

➼ It’s a universally known truth that successful empires come from humble beginnings. In interviews, Donghyuck's grandfather talks about hard work and creating your own vision, which he says he’d learned from his parents who learned it from their parents. He emphasizes the importance of ethics in business and networking, expanding one’s territory by partnership. He brags about working at a young age, getting a degree and an MBA, and how he’d imposed and required higher education for his own children. What he doesn’t talk about is all the arranged marriages the entire Lee bloodline had signed up for—had committed to—to keep the entire expanding like the fucking universe. It just keeps going; there’s no stopping.

starbucks lovers (coming soon)

before the coffee gets cold (coming soon)

i don't wanna be your friend (i wanna kiss your neck) (coming soon)

outer space (coming soon)

[aliennopossumm]

He placed one hand under the liquid, wincing at how cold it was. He scrubbed until his hands were covered in red scratches, and only then he pulled himself away from the sink; making eye contact with himself in the mirror, he studied the drying blood splattered across his face, and for a brief moment, he didn’t recognise himself. He saw a monster.

art of one of my favourite scenes from unsweetened lemonade by @r3naissancee !! an absolutely amazing fic everyone should read :D

[loz-untold-myths]

🍃Resting Beyond the Mist🍃

Stone Fate Link (The Hero of Fate), accompanied by his best friend. It's dangerous to go alone, after all.

(More info under break).

This is actually a redraw of something I drew 2-3 years ago (which will be shown side by side against it on the Discord server). It took forever (I started it in the morning on a whim and finished at around nightfall, given I took some breaks). Regardless, it's finished - and I think I've really improved since then. I've always been lazy with backgrounds, but I'm slowly getting... less lazy!

Stone Fate Chapter 1

Falling into Place: Part One

Time Elapsed: 6 hours, 20 minutes

Program Used: Ibis Paint

REBLOGGING IS ENCOURAGED, BUT DO NOT REPOST.

[blightdaddy]

"you're here, with me."

[andreaheartscats]

Larry Johnson (x reader) ((heavy angst))

absolutely not proofread, sorry not sorry LOL

❗SPOILERS FOR SF ❗

tw: sensetive topics such as: mental health issues and su1c1de

if you struggle with anything please reach out and seek help

You were half asleep in one of your most boring classes. Mrs. Packetrons math class. As you were slowly drifting to be fully asleep the bell rang rather louder than usual.

You jolt yourself awake at the annoying sound and rub your half asleep eyes open.

As you glance next to you, you could hardly see Larry laughing at your confused half-asleep face.

"Morning sleepy head."

He teased you while waiting for you to pack up your things.

"Ha-ha, very funny Larry"

You groaned while packing your notebook that was full of nothing other than random scribles and doodles.

Larry was patiently waiting for you outside the classroom so you two could go to cafeteria together.

Once you finally packed your stuff up and left the classroom, the two of you made your way to the cafeteria while having a small talk on your way there.

Suddenly you felt a slim arm grab onto your shoulder. You turned around and noticed one of your friends Ash.

"Hey guys!" She exclaimd happily while clinging onto your figure.

"Sup Ash!"

Larry said with his usual toothed smile that you alwalys seemed to admire.

To be fair, you had a crush on Larry, but no one knew except for Ash. But honestly how could you not have a crush on him? He is kind, cool-looking, tall, and oh Gosh his hair is absolutely-

Before you could get any more lost in your thoughts Ash snapped you out if it by waving infront of your face.

"Helloooo, earth to name"

You flinched a little at the sudden movement. and get snapped out of your thoughts about Larry.

"Are you sleep walking?"

Larry asked through his laughs. To which you just rolled your eyes and made your way with them to the cafeteria.

Upon entering the cafeteria full of students, you look around trying to find Sal. When your eyes finally met with blue haired boy you grabbed both of your friends wrists and dragged them to the table where Sal was sitting at.

"Hey Sal Pal"

you said cringing at your own words while taking a seat across from him and your friends sitting beside you.

Sal said while chuckling and greeted the other two.

"Gosh name...i love you but please never say that again.."

The four of you were casually talking about todays events and classes. You glanced to the table next to you and there sat Tarvis.

Ah , Travis. Known as the school bully, he was sitting alone which wasn't anything unusal to see.

"You guys wanna hang out at mine after school today..? I kinda need some help with homework and i'm already falling behind"

"Sorry! i have to babysit my brother today so i can't"

Ash said with an apologetic smile on her face as she took a bite of her sandwich that she made at home. There was no way in hell any of you would eat schools sandwich. It always gave you the heebie-jeebies for some reason.

"I think i could come over, i'll have to see with my dad tho."

Sal said while unbuckling the bottom strap of his mask so he could eat his lunch.

"How about you, name?"

Larry said as he turned his head towards you with his usual smile on his face which made your heart flutter.

"Uh, sure!"

You replayed trying to keep your cool. You could see from the corner of your eye Ash smirking at you to which you nudged her with your elbow.

"Great then! Mine it is after school"

Larry exclaimd happily while the four of you finished your lunchs.

.

-> timeskip cause i'm lazy LOL<-

.

School was finally over and all four of you were walking home. Half way to the Addison apartments Ash said her goodbyes and parted ways with you all.

The rest of the walk was filled with random talks about where would you all go ghost haunting next or how the bologna sandwich from cafeteria looked extra weird today and how Tarvis ate it all up like a starved animal.

You entered the apartmant building, finally some warmth.

You let out a sigh as you rub your hands together in an attempt to warm the up faster.

The three of you enter the elevator. Sal gets off on his floor to ask his dad if he could come over and you and Larry go to the basement where his apartmant room was.

Once the two of you leave the elevator, Larry opens the door to his apartmant for you to enter, what a gentlemen.

"Mom! I'm back!"

Larry yells when suddenly his mom pops her head out the kitchen.

"Oh hi kids!"

She says with her usual big bright smile and greets you.

"Hello miss Lisa!"

"You kids hungry? i made some fresh pie"

Lisa added as she walked out of the kitchen with an amazing fresh pie that filled the room with it's scent.

"Lar Bear, could you please set the table?"

"Mom! i told you to not call me that infront of my friend"

Larry said through gritted teeth as he took his and your bag and put them away.

You tried your best to hold your laughter back but it was getting the best of you.

Larry set the table for the three of you and Lisa served you her special apple pie that you loved so much.

You were practically drooling at the look and the smell of the pie itself.

"Miss Lisa, the pie was amazing."

You said with a huff as you rest your back onto the chair and pat your stomach.

"Yeah mom, you really outdid yourself."

Larry agrees as ge wipes his mouth.

"Oh, well thank you kids."

Lisa chuckled out while picking the plates.

The two of you helped her clean up and then went into Larrys room.

Larry and you have been friends for a while now, you've been there for eachother through out all the hard times. Both of you know eachothers deepest, darkest secrets and struggles.

You plop yourself on one of Larrys lazy bags and let out a huff as you rest on it.

Larry lays on his bed and the walkie-talkie that was on his night stand buzzes.

"Hey guys, sorry i won't be able to come"

Sal could be heard from the other side through some static.

Larry picks the walkie-talkie and brings it closer to his mouth

"Awh man, that's okay maybe next time."

He replied and put the walkie-talkie back in it's place.

You take your flip phone and let your mom know that you'll be staying at Larrys for a little while.

Larry sighs as gets up from his bed.

"Whachu wanna do name?"

Larry asks as he walks around his room.

"Didn't you say you needed help with homework?"

You scoff out as you look up at him from the bean bag.

"Homeworks boooring."

He trails off while picking his guitar and looking over at you. You knew exactly what he was thinking about.

"wanna-" "no."

you cut him off before he even got the chance to finish his sentece.

"Awh man, come on! it would be fun, i swear!"

How could you refuse to such a cute face?

You groan as you get up from the bean bag.

"Fineee..but just this once"

Larry smiled widely at you like a little kid on Christmas eve. He sat on hus bed and patted a spot next to him for you.

You take a seat next to him and he hands you the guitar, adjusting it in your lap.

After a bunch of explaining, laughing and struggle, you finally managed to get it to sit right how it's supposed to in your lap.

"Right, so what now?"

"Now, i'm gonna teach you the basics."

As he said that, he puts his hand over your own and placed his fingers over yours gently brushing against them. You could feel your heart skip a beat and your face heating up slightly but you just play it off by clearing your thorat.

Time went by slow, atleast that's what it felt like and you two were laughing with eachother about how stupidly you couldn't play the easiest note on the guitar but could play one of the most dificult ones.

"You know name, you mean a lot to me."

Larry blurred out all of a sudden which left your mind blank and all fuzzy. But you quickly recall.

"You mean a lot to me too Larry."

The rest of the time you would spend together was filled with comfortable silence and only some muffled rock music playing in the background.

You let out a little yawn as you take a look at the clock and notice it was getting a bit late. A sigh leaves your mouth as you get up from the bean bag.

You didn't live far away, but still it was a bit of a walk to your house.

"Alright, Lar Bear. I gotta go home."

You tease him by using the nickname his mom was calling him by. Larry just rolls his eyes at you and gets up from his bed.

"I'll walk you home, it's gotten dark."

Larry says as he picks your backpack and throws it at you to catch it. A small smile forms on your face as you catch the bag and throw it over your shoulder.

The two of you leave his apartmant and you say your goodbyes to Lisa before leaving.

It was pretty dark but it didn't suprise you much since it was winter.

The walk to youe house was filled with random chatter between the two of you, it wasn't that awkward small talk, no. It was comforting, it felt nice.

Once you arrived infront of your house you turn to Larry.

"thanks for walking me home Larry, i'll see you tomorrow."

You say while looking up at him. He was queit for some time before answearing.. alsmost tol queit.

"yeah, i'll see you tomorrow."

Larry says with somehwhat sad smile alsmost. You immediately picked up on the fact that something was wrong, afterall you've known eachother for a long time so you could tell when something wasn't right.

"Larry, you okay?"

Confusion and concerne fills your face as you raise your eyebrow.

"yeah! just you know, school stuff stressin' me out."

Larry plays it off, but you decided not to push him into telling you anything. So you just let it slide. Afterall, you don't want to pressure him into anything.

You let out a deep breath as you flutter your eyes at him.

"if you say so, but i'm here if you need anything."

You smile wamrly at him as you nudge him slightly.

"i know, thank you name."

As he said that, he pulls you into a tight hug and you return it immediately. The hug was warm and it felt nice. Larry smelled like ciggarettes and a mix of weed, which wasn't suprising. It kinda of smelt comforting for some reason.

The hug felt as if it lasted for hours. He finally pulled away and you swore you could see tears in his eyes but it was too dark to tell.

"bye, name"

Larry says, his voice low and queit.

"bye Larry."

Larry begins walking away and for a second you just stand there watching him walk away. You could still feel that pining pain in your chest, like something wasn't right and the feeling of concerne that you just couldn't wash off.

You let out a sigh as you enter your warm home. A shiver runs through your body as the warm house air hugs you.

You greet your parents and walk to your room. You were pretty tired so you decided that it was for the best to head to sleep now.

You get changed into your pjs and lay in your watm comfortable bed.

That feeling of concerne was still there and it only got worse. You toss and turn in your bed trying your best to fall asleep and after much struggle you finally manage to.

The morning came quicker than usual. The sound of your clock alarm ringing loudly as you groan and lazily turn it off.

You didn't get any good sleep due to the uneasy feeling from last night.

You take your flip phone and check it for any new texts as usual.

Your heart races and your eyes widen when you read the message from Larry.

You felt like you could scream but yiur throat was dry and your lips went numb.

You stumbled out of your bed, not even bothering to change from your pjs.

You run downstairs and quickly put on shoes, your parents looked confused. They tried to question you and talk sense into you to put some clothes on. They didn't know what was happening.

As you run outside, the cold air hit your face. It was showing, which wasn't much help.

All you could thino about was Larry and why? Why would he do this? Why would he do this to himself.

You hoped and prayed that he was okay, that it didn't work.

You ran faster than ever, the first place you checked for him was the threehouse, where you would always spend time together. Smoke, talk, drink, cry. Everything.

Your legs were numb, your whole body felt numb from the coldness.

You arrived to the treehouse and you stumble up the ladder as you mutter Larrys name.

You got to the top and what you were met with made you fall to your knees. You screamed and cried hoping you were dreaming, that none of this wasn't real.

Was it your fault ? if only you talked to him last night, if only you made him stay and talk. Why did he do it?

Thoughts were rushing through your head, hardly able to Process what is actually happening.

Peoole heard screaming, concerned someone came to check whats going on. They called from below the treehouse.

You gatherd yourself and bearly climbed down the treehouse without falling.

The person asks you what happend, what was wrong. And all you could do was mutter out the words. Bearly even speaking.

Suddenly your eyes drift to the apartmant that was next to the treehouse, you see Lisa walking over. Your heart ached more.

You run towards Lisa and she welcomes you into her arms, she obviously still wasn't aware of what happend and you could tell by the fact that she was asking if you were okay and where is Larry.

You fall to your knees and hold onto your heart as Lisa kneels next to you trying to hold you. You look at her, your eyes full of tears as you sobbed the words out.

Lisas eyes widen, you could tell that her world stopped right there and then.

But so did Larrys.

.

months have passed since Larry took his life. Almost everyday you visit his grave with Sal or Ash or Lisa. Sometimes when they can't you go alone.

You felt guilty. But you knew that Larry wouldn't want that for you. If only you told him how you truely felt, if only you stopped him somehow that night.

Only if, right ?

[a-gil-rebel]

Have a doodle dump, as a treat.

[cornerofthesillies]

Are we gonna have Pim make friends with a red panda, a peacock and a baby elephant while singing about how great the island is? /ref

Sadly no though he wishes he was doing that instead.

But hey! Who’s to say that he wouldn’t wear a simple white dress with pink flowers to really bring out that island vibe? ;]

Link to my deserted island fic for context!

[shastafirecracker]

Trigun Fic Appreciation Week, Throwback Style: TiggyMalvern

I love all the folks active in the fandom right now, the amazing stories currently percolating or being written or being posted, keeping this incredible fandom alive and thriving. But I want to take a sec to highlight someone whose Trigun fics are from ye olden days, who is buried at the back of the archive, and who maybe not enough new fans have heard of.

@tiggymalvern was writing Trigun fic back in ye olden days of LiveJournal, the early naughts, when the first anime was out and the manga was only half-finished and when a new issue came out we all waited with bated breath for someone to post scans of the original Japanese or for "Make A Little Lightbulb In Your Soul" to translate what pages they could. We didn't know how this story was going to end; there was a time when Wolfwood had died in the 98 anime but not yet in the manga, the canon that really counts, and the realists expected he would probably die there too, but we didn't know when or how or if. It was a small fandom, smaller if you were into the manga and not just the anime that had been on Adult Swim.

Tiggy wrote Vashwood fics that changed my brain chemistry forever. Tiggy's were the first stories I ever read that made sex scenes fascinating. In hindsight I know I was a baby ace who sort of skimmed a lot of tab A/slot B sex scenes in fics and that the simple mechanics weren't titillating to me. But I was also a baby writer, and I knew that it was weird for something as emotionally weighted as sex to be... just kind of boring? And then I read some of Tiggy's fics, the Balance and Evolving Arrangement stories, and The Loneliness of the Long Distance Traveler, and suddenly I was hit over the head with how emotionally complex and character-revealing sex scenes in fic could be.

I've been chasing how Tiggy's fics made me feel as a teenager for as long as I've been writing. Those stories felt like endlessly unfolding origami in my brain when I was younger. I attribute 100% to Tiggy my habit of writing kink into my ships as a way of exploring more convoluted emotions than just lust - I think that my VWL stories are basically a culmination of 20 years of writing practice that got its first kick in the ass from Tiggy's Balance & Asymmetry.

So please please please if you're a fan who hasn't dipped back into the old school fic, or who searches in the Trigun Stampede tag and misses the gems in the Trigun (Anime & Manga 1995-2008) tag (which used to be simply "Trigun"), go check out TiggyMalvern on AO3. Their stories are pretty heavily manga-based, but worth the read even if you aren't intimately familiar with the manga.

[the-last-dillpickle]

Im struggling with how to exactly word this, but I think something that's bugged me about trek Captain/crew-member ships is how unseriously that aspect is considered. As in, the ethics and consequences are almost always under explored and under discussed. I think it's fine to write a Spirk fic where they're happily and openly married while being Captain and First Officer. But realistically? One of them would have to transfer and that would probably be whoever is lower ranked. There might be an investigation even into how the relationship came to be. There is so much power imbalance in a relationship where one of you can order the other one onto a suicide mission. I don't care if the other is CMO and can order the captain on medical leave. The relationship wouldn't be allowed so long as one is in a position of direct authority over the other. What if they get into a fight and now there's petty interpersonal drama interfering with workload assignments? What if the partner gets preferential treat, or the opposite--treated more severely in order to prove a point about the relationship not interfering with work, or just as a straight up point of controlling the other? You can't count on people to simply be professional bcuz they might not even be consciously aware that they're treating their partner any differently. It's just something I'd like to see considered more often, especially in fics--how to keep your relationship from interfering in your work, the threat of Starfleet Command finding out, and the consequences when it does.