#so i won’t call this my last fic of the year but xD

[ladytauria]

Pairing: Tim Drake/Jason Todd Rating: Explicit Words: 6.8k

Jason really should learn to watch his tongue around Tim.

finally. after over a year. this beast is done <3

Jason takes a drag from his cigarette, holding the smoke in his lungs for a beat, two—then exhaling through his nose. His shoulders loosen, the nicotine doing wonders for his frayed nerves. The smoke joins the general haze of the Iceberg Lounge; the frosty interior and low lights making everything look almost dreamlike.

The night is starting to wind down. If it were up to Jason, they would have left hours ago. He knows his appearances at the Lounge are necessary if he wants people to keep following his rules, and that he gets decent intel from it, but—

Fuck, he just gets so tired.

At least Tim is here, tucked sweetly under Jason’s arm like he hasn’t spent most of the night being an absolute menace, making idle conversation with Jason’s lieutenants.

He has one last informant to meet with, and then they can get out of here and go home.

He snubs out his cigarette and takes a sip of his whiskey. He’s been nursing the same one most of the night, for appearances sake if nothing else. Tim squeezes his thigh under the table—more reassurance than teasing, though it definitely adds kindling to the smoldering flame in Jason’s belly.

Jason lowers his glass as he scans the room.

Finally.

His informant perches on a bar stool, waving at the bartender before looking over his shoulder. Their eyes meet through the swirls of smoke, and the informant dips his chin. Good. They haven’t been kept waiting all this time just for there to be nothing to hear.

Their eyes meet through the swirls of smoke, and the informant nods once; the barest dip of his chin. Good. Jason’s not sure what he would have done if he’d waited all this time, only for there to be nothing to hear.

He stands, ghosting gloved fingertips across Tim’s shoulders, straightening the strap of his dress—a slinky black number that emphasizes his hips and gives a tantalizing view of his fake tits. Jason has been resisting the urge to slip his hands, or his head, under it all night. “Hold on a minute, sweetheart. Daddy’s got some business to take care of.”

He nearly turns scarlet the moment the words leave his mouth. Why did he say that?

Tim doesn’t miss a beat, tilting his head back to peer at Jason through false lashes and sending another wave of jasmine perfume wafting under Jason’s nose. There’s a sharp, amused twinkle in his eyes. “It’s all work with you, Red,�� he says, a pout on crimson lips. Jason wets his own unconsciously, stomach clenching. “When are we going to get to play?” Tim trails a long painted nail over Jason’s forearm, the slight scratch of it leaving behind a faint white line.

Jason swallows, as subtle as he can. The irony of Tim asking such a question is lost in the smoky tone of his voice. “Soon, baby,” he promises, voice rougher than he’d like. He can’t help but lean over and kiss him, right on that red-painted mouth. It’s not nearly enough. “Just let me take care of this, and then I’ll take you home.”

“I’m holding you to that,” Tim tells him—and it’s a little bit femme fatale, but mostly, it’s Tim himself speaking. His pink tongue darts out; wetting his lips like he needs one last taste of Jason.

Jason has to tear his eyes away, taking a fortifying drink of whiskey before passing his glass to Tim. “Finish that off for me, won’t you, baby?” He nods to his lieutenants, and then he’s off, still fighting the blush that threatens to take over his face.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Of all the things he could have said—

It’s all Tim’s fault. He’s been driving Jason crazy all night. Jason never should have complained about his nights at the lounge; then Tim wouldn’t have suggested this idea in the first place. But—well. Jason hadn’t seen how Tim playing as Hood’s arm candy could go wrong.

Big mistake.

He’d forgotten just how much effort Tim put into his undercover identities.

Or—

No, that wasn’t quite right.

Jason had been expecting Tim’s identity to cater to their audience. And in a way, it did. It was easy for them to dismiss him as a threat, association with Hood or no. The amount of conversations that had taken place right in front of him, as if he wasn’t even there, would be infuriating if it wasn’t playing right into their hands. But the appearance of the disguise…

That was tailored specifically to Jason.

Subtle makeup to soften his face; just enough padding to give him the illusion of curves. Small breasts, a black wig, just a bit longer than his natural hair—and jewelry to draw the eye from anything he couldn’t disguise. And—look, okay. Jason is biased. He thinks obsessive, 72 hours no sleep, wearing his rattiest clothes, caffeine-addled gremlin Tim is hot. This Tim? Dolled up in provocative outfits and sultry make-up? He’s a goner.

And Tim knows it. He walks a fine line, teasing just enough to work Jason up without also compromising his persona as Hood. It’s maddening… and hot as hell. Could anyone blame him, if maybe his brains were a bit addled? Or if maybe, just maybe, he wanted to turn the tables on Tim, even if just for a moment?

Jason doesn’t think so.

If Tim asks, Jason will tell him it was a slip of the tongue. He got too deep into the Hood headspace. Otherwise—they can just… forget about it. Pretend it never happened in the first place.

Yeah. That sounds good.

[pyropsychiccollector]

Fairy Tail - Fervent Crimson Flame plotline notes

A little advanced warning. These are my notes of the plot to my Fervent Crimson Flame fic I did ages ago. (人◕ω◕) I haven't forgotten it, there's too much going on for me to complete it for the foreseeable future . I hope to get back to it one day, but I feel terrible I wrote up these plot details and haven't done anything with them for... Over a year. XD

Since I'm gonna be a while, I might as well share with my readers that are remotely interested. I know it's barebones, but it's just a plotline really. Take this as a peek into the writer's process. I map a whole lot out even off-screen. (人◕ω◕) I'll just hit you guys with everything I mapped out. Enjoy~ XD

On Day 2, Minerva and Kagura clash… Minerva wins brutally, distressing Simon, Meredy, Erza, Natsu, and their guildmates. This sets up tension between Fairy Tail and Sabertooth, with the Fairies wanting to take Minerva down especially… God Serena isn’t particularly impressed with this match, but he does concede Minerva wields whatever little power she has pretty well. But the games continue, with Yukino versus Jenny. This battle is more clear cut because Yukino has Pisces and Libra, but the important tidbits are Sting and Rogue recognizing Yukino… They ruminate how their Guildmaster kicked her out of the guild sometime ago, and while it hurts to see her join another guild so easily they are glad that she’s doing well… Mira feels bad for Jenny, and Lucy can’t believe all 12 Gold Zodiac Keys are here at the games. Cobra hears Sorano feeling conflicted about seeing Yukino out there, and urges her to go get some air if it’s too much; Sorano insists she’s fine, and watches until the end. The final match is between Richard and Bacchus, and Richard barely manages to come out on top. Even though he’s a part of an enemy team, Wally’s proud of his brother, as are Simon, Sho, and Millianna; Erza and Natsu are also impressed, knowing how tough Quatro Cerberus’s Ace is. Hydra Roots leads at 31P, Sabertooth at 28P, FT Team B at 24P, FT Team A at 20P, Mermaid Heel at 14P, Quatro Cerberus and Blue Pegasus at 13P each, and Lamia Scale dead last at 5P.

            In terms of the “main plot” of this arc, on Day 2 Arcadios still tries to arrange for Lucy to be captured. However, since there’s no one in the infirmary that could be mixed up with Lucy, the would-be kidnappers attempt to lure her out from the stands, away from her guildmates. Evergreen and Bickslow intercept the thugs, and send them packing. Arcadios is still pissed at the failure to secure Lucy, but he’s thrilled at Yukino, a second Celestial Wizard, surfacing.

            At night, Yukino can’t take it anymore and approaches Sorano who went out for some air before curfew. Sorano isn’t quite ready for this reunion, not feeling worthy of it yet – denying that she’s the sister of someone so strong that’s in a respectable guild like Mermaid Heel… Yukino keeps insisting, however, and she’s hurt that Sorano is rejecting her like this, after all they’ve been through… But Sorano promises if the games go well, then maybe… she can consider calling Yukino a friend. Elsewhere, Cobra approaches Warrod about a Fairy Tail member named Kinana… He just can’t get that girl out of his head, no matter how hard he tries. Warrod himself is not privy to that particular information, or at least that name… But when Cobra describes her, Warrod muses how he saw that girl in the audience. He also points out that girl has a powerful curse cast on her… one that has, for now, been suppressed. But if it does ever resurface… the girl may transform. Cobra doesn’t know what to make of that vague information, but he begins forming a theory… And if it’s true, he won’t be happy. … He needs to talk with Makarov, but not tonight.

            Natsu REALLY wants to get payback for Kagura that night, going so far as to storm Sabertooth’s inn… But Erza and Makarov keep him in check. They can’t afford to risk their place in the games, let alone Natsu’s position as a Wizard Saint – Natsu rebuts that his title doesn’t matter if he can’t protect his friends… But Simon assures the Dragon Slayer that Kagura will be fine. Losing is never easy, and Kagura will want to avenge herself; but he’s confident that Kagura will come back stronger from this. Of course Simon isn’t happy with Minerva’s way of battling… But this is the Grand Magic Games. In the end, it stayed a fair competition. They should keep that same spirit, and Simon volunteers to take his sister’s place the next day to let her recuperate. Makarov is proud of Simon’s wisdom and good will; he himself would like nothing more than to stomp Jiemma right this moment… But they do need to keep cool heads. There was still three days to catch up to Sabertooth and Hydra Roots and win. Wally, Sho, and Millianna are worried about Kagura and how she’ll take her brother stepping up in her place… But Erza says to have faith. Kagura is strong. Natsu goes for a brief walk to clear his head, and runs into God Serena, who’s proud of his performance thus far… But he does encourage Natsu to pursue those vengeful feelings; if Natsu deems that Sabertooth should be crushed, he should put his all into it. Natsu’s grateful for Serena’s support… But he admits he’s not the kind to ruthlessly crush a whole guild, no matter how angry he is. His main targets are Minerva and her dad. Serena privately ruminates on Natsu’s reserved stance, and they part ways, with Natsu returning to his family and Serena contemplating his own future. What he should do.

            On Day 3, Lahar is the next guest commentator. The game of the day is Pandemonium, and Richard, Ultear, Erza, Nobarly, Orga, Flare, Hibiki, and Jura all step up to participate for this one. Erza draws the straw to take on the challenge first, and she chooses to fight all 100 monsters. Erza wins the game, and the rest have to use the Power Finder to determine their rankings. Jura gets second place, Orga third, Richard fourth, Ultear fifth, Flare sixth, Hibiki seventh, and Nobarly eighth.

            With Pandemonium behind them, they move onto the matches. The first features Flare versus Semmes, with Mermaid Heel winning that match. Lucy, Gajeel, and Levy reminisce about the former Raven Tail member, and how they’re glad she’s doing good these days… The second match is Lyon versus Racer – and while it seems like Racer has this one in the bag, Lyon manages to keep him off-balance long enough to take him down, earning a victory for Lamia Scale. Rusty and Cobra are annoyed with Racer’s loss, but it’s nothing they can’t come back from. Gray and Ultear are proud of Lyon, even if he is a rival… The third match is Gajeel versus Rufus. Gajeel manages to get a few good hits in, and seems to take Rufus’s blows well enough… But Rufus pulls out that potent lightning spell, which manages to defeat the Iron Dragon Slayer; this leaves Rogue feeling conflicted about his idol. On the one hand, of course he’s proud his guildmate won. But for Gajeel to lose… It leaves Rogue wondering if he should even bother testing himself against the former Phantom Lord Ace. Fairy Tail’s ire towards Sabertooth grows with this match, but it wasn’t as terrible as Minerva’s victory yesterday. Levy, Lucy, Jet, and Droy are concerned about Gajeel, but know that he’ll bounce back from this. The final match is Cana versus Ichiya… Which Cana handily wins with Fairy Glitter, which Mavis lent to her. Sabertooth is in the lead at 44P, but FT Team A is catching up quick at 40P. Hydra Roots is third at 35P, FT Team B fourth at 27P, Mermaid Heel at 26P, Lamia Scale at 23P, Blue Pegasus at 14P, and Quatro Cerberus at 13P.

            On the third night, Mavis is in a good enough mood to allow Fairy Tail to celebrate at a water park nearby, Ryuzetsu Land. A few people from other guilds show up – Azuma, Richard, Sorano, Yukino, Flare and their guildmates, Blue Pegasus, Lyon and Chelia… Wendy and Chelia hit it off, having not properly met up until now. Natsu and Erza relax with their kids, as well as Simon, Kagura, Millianna, Sho, Wally, and Richard. Yukino keeps trying to get her sister to open up more; and Sorano does relax a little since they’re at a water park and she has the excuse to wear a bikini… Though she’s still somewhat aloof with Yukino. Mira and Freed relax as a married couple. Levy and Gajeel hangout with Team Shadow Gear. Evergreen and Elfman are still shy about their relationship being public. Meredy and Ultear hang around Azuma the most, wanting to get a feel of where his head’s at – Laxus lounges nearby to keep an eye on him. Mavis is convinced that with one more day they could surpass Sabertooth – at least Team A can. Team B needs to play catchup… Kinana gets approached by Cobra, who is growing more and more certain about his theory regarding her identity… Elsewhere, Sting is certain that tomorrow is the day he gets to fight Natsu; Lecter is pumped up, but Rogue is still bitter about Gajeel’s defeat. Flashback to Anna and Zeref talking about the Eclipse Gate, how it was “recently” used and someone had come through… Zeref refuses to have any part in resolving this issue, but he urges Anna to take great care not to endanger his brother or his family… Zeref still needs Natsu to fulfill his “duty”, and Anna in turn reminds Zeref of their plan to kill Acnologia. Zeref bitterly goes silent before departing.

            On Day 4, the game of the day is Naval Battle. Cana, Sorano, Minerva, Juvia, Sherria, Yukino, Rocker, and Jenny all participate. It’s a game where they swim around in an orb of water and knock each other outside of it. Sorano is the first to be taken out when she brashly goes to defend Yukino from Minerva, who’s angry at her former guildmate for showing her face. The next ones to get knocked out are Rocker and Jenny. Cana is targeted by Minerva who’s on the warpath, and thus Cana gets knocked out. Juvia knocks out Yukino and Chelia. And Minerva knocks out Juvia being the last woman standing. Naturally, Minerva does this in a ruthless manner that leaves Juvia badly injured. Natsu, Gray, Kagura, and Gajeel all go to rush Minerva when the match is called, but Minerva is defended by her guildmates while Erza and Laxus get their friends to pack it in. Erza informs Sabertooth she doesn’t care who gets the tile of #1 Guild in Fiore – Sabertooth made a mistake of making enemies of Fairy Tail.

            With that tense standoff, the day progresses to the matches. Ichiya and Nichiya faceoff against Rocker and Bacchus, with Blue Pegasus winning the round. Yukino and Flare face Lyon and Yuka, with Mermaid Heel winning the round. Cobra and Richard face Laxus and Gajeel, with the two teams ending in a stalemate, both teams earning 5P. The final match is one that Fairy Tail has been waiting for… Natsu and Gray versus Sting and Rogue. Despite how Natsu and Gray are usually at each other’s throats, they agree that Sabertooth is the priority here and they NEED to be taken down… hard. They set aside their own rivalry for this. and knowing how Juvia is one of Gray’s closest friends… He lets Gray stay in the match to do his part. Rogue is bitter that he doesn’t get to fight Gajeel, and tries taking his frustrations out on Gray… But the “Ice Prince” easily keeps up even with Rogue using Dragon Force. Sting can’t believe how tough Natsu is on his own, and Natsu tries keeping his anger in check… But Sabertooth has been brutalizing his friends too many times, so he does go overboard in his beatdown on Sting, which affects Sting on a personal level… Sting and Rogue bounce back to try and take Fairy Tail down with a Unison Raid, but Natsu manages to counter the attack at the last moment and blasts them back; Gray lands the finishing blows while they’re disoriented. This ends with Sabertooth barely first at 54P, FT Team A second at 53P, FT Team B, Mermaid Heel, and Hydra Roots all tied for third at 40P, Lamia Scale at 29P, Blue Pegasus at 26P, and Quatro Cerberus at 14P. Although Sabertooth is still the reigning champs, they’re unnerved at Fairy Tail breathing down their necks… And they’re rather pissed off. Not to mention, Sting and Rogue losing does get Minerva and Jiemma in a foul mood as well.

            It’s announced that the next day would be a break day, and the day after would be the conclusion of the Grand Magic Games – which merely features an all-out battle between the seven guilds left in the competition. Fairy Tail is forced to drop to one team to make things fair for the final event. They’re allowed to deliberate on the matter and keep it a secret who will be competing until the last moment in exchange, however. Down in the arena, Natsu has cooled down quite a bit, as has Gray; both of them realizing their real target is Minerva, and Sting and Rogue didn’t deserve all that fury. They apologize wholeheartedly, and Sting and Rogue are left… conflicted about it all. Their opponents were willing to give their all in one final rematch, and though Sabertooth was leading by 1P they wonder if they have it in them to declare a war on Fairy Tail. A guild that has so much reason to win… A guild of friends and family. Sting and Rogue do want to settle the score… But they also don’t want to be ruthless like Minerva and Jiemma.

            Later that evening, Ultear manages to track down Anna, and learns about the Eclipse Plan and the Dragon King Festival. Despite knowing who seems to want Lucy, Yukino, and Sorano, Ultear refuses to allow Natsu’s friends to be taken for this project. Anna is disappointed with Ultear’s refusal to work together, but nonetheless understands Fairy Tail is a spirited guild. Ultear is unaware that Anna and the King, and Hisui’s plots diverge somewhat. She’s unaware of Future Rogue manipulating the Princess, the same with Anna.

            Jiemma scolds Sting and Rogue for doing so pitifully in the games, and is about to expel them like Yukino long ago… But then Lecter tries to speak up in their defense, and Jiemma seemingly kills him in a rage. Sting is left wailing over Lecter, and Jiemma is about to scold him again when Sting blasts him through the chest and takes the Guildmaster down. The guild is shocked except for Minerva, who is pleased at the show of strength. She commits a coup, urging Sting to consider taking up the position of Guildmaster since he was able to take down their previous one; and reveals that she saved Lecter before annihilation. Sting wants his friend back, but Minerva refuses, ordering Sting to help them win Day 5’s events to show they are still the #1 Guild in Fiore.

            Curious about the tunnels beneath Domus Flau, Team Crimson Flame, Gray, Lucy, Gajeel, Levy, Mira, Millianna, Wally, and Richard go to scope them out. They find a dragon graveyard down there, and Wendy uses the Milky Way spell to channel any dragon spirits remaining. She channels Zirconis, who tells them about the dragons’ history and Acnologia especially. Arcadios appears, correcting the knowledge a little of what Zirconis passes on, highlighting that Zeref helped make Acnologia unstoppable. The knight has brought Yukino and Sorano with him, having approached them to ask for their assistance in opening the Eclipse Gate; Lucy has the other eight keys to open it. He guides them there to explain that the plan is to open the gate to travel to 400 years ago, before Zeref gains immortality and kill him. Without Zeref, Acnologia wouldn’t be a problem… or at least that’s the hope. Darton arrives with the royal guard and has Arcadios and Lucy arrested because the plan is too risky (they can’t afford to change history); Yukino and Sorano had both slipped out while everyone wasn’t looking (Yukino tried to stay behind, but Sorano didn’t want her sister wrapped up in this conspiracy nonsense; she needed to focus on the games, and lead a peaceful life. Sorano herself couldn’t afford to get wrapped up in a conspiracy as she was on probation with Warrod). Fairy Tail tries to get Lucy back, but Darton informs them that the King has taken a liking to their guild – if they can win the games on Day 5, then they can have an audience with the King and petition for Lucy’s freedom.

            The members of Fairy Tail return to the inn and explain the situation too the others. They don’t trust Darton to keep his word if they win; they need to save Lucy, but they can’t afford to act recklessly given who their enemy is this time. Natsu’s ready to go back to the castle and just take her back, not holding back this time… But Makarov stops him. Mavis proposes a two-pronged strike tomorrow… And Natsu gets onboard with the plan, as does everyone else.

            On the final day of the games, Chapati announces the final event is the Grand Magic War Games, an all-out battle amongst the seven guilds left in the competition. He calls them out one by one – Quatro Cerberus, Bacchus, Rocker, Jager, Nobarly, Semmes (14P). Blue Pegasus: Ichiya, Jenny, Hibiki, Ren, Eve (26P). Lamia Scale: Jura, Lyon, Chelia, Yuka, Toby (29P). Hydra Roots: Midnight, Cobra, Rusty Rose, Racer, Azuma (40P). Mermaid Heel: Yukino, Flare, Beth, Arana, Risley (40P). Fairy Tail: Natsu, Erza, Gray, Laxus, and Gajeel (53P). Sabertooth: Minerva, Sting, Rogue, Orga, Rufus (54P). The crowds are excited with these lineups, and it’s not a huge shocker who Fairy Tail went with for this final event; they’re certainly five of the strongest, if not THE strongest that their guild has to offer. Unknown to the audience, announcers, and the royal guard, Fairy Tail has assembled a small task force to storm the castle and take back Lucy by force. This group consists of Mira, Simon, Wally, Millianna, Sho, Kagura, Wendy, Ultear, and Meredy. Wishing to help his friends in Fairy Tail, Warrod has dispatched Sorano and Richard to help them; the former having confessed to ditching Fairy Tail at the castle last night, and feeling contrite about it; the latter was already raring to go because Wally was stepping up to save Lucy. They all wish their friends good luck… although they’re pretty sure Natsu and co. can win with little trouble.

            Soon enough, the tournament begins with all the guilds moving out except for Fairy Tail, whose five members remain standing in their original spot for a period of time, throwing both the audience and their rivals off-balance. Nobarly encounters Yuka and Toby, and they duke it out for a little bit… And then Racer blazes in, defeating all three of them in the blink of an eye, earning 3P for Hydra Roots (43P). Jura handily knocks out Ichiya, earning Lamia Scale 5P (34P). Cobra encounters the Trimens, and defeats them all, earning Hydra Roots 3P (46P). Rufus makes a move to knock out Fairy Tail in one fell swoop, but all five of them dodge (or in Laxus’s case, absorbs the attack). This throws Rufus into disarray, and Gray goes to take him down while his teammates go their own ways – Natsu in particular goes into hiding. After a rigorous battle, Gray kicks Rufus’s ass, earning Fairy Tail 1P (54P). Erza encounters Jenny, the last member of Blue Pegasus standing, and easily beats her, earning 1P for Fairy Tail (55P). Erza continues on until she finds Rusty Rose battling Arana and Beth; the girls get distracted by Erza showing up, and Rusty takes that opportunity to defeat them both, getting 2P for Hydra Roots (48P). However, his battle with Erza ends with his defeat, earning Fairy Tail 1P (56P). Minerva finds Risley and defeats her, earning 1P for Sabertooth (55P). Orga takes down Semmes and Jager, earning 2P for Sabertooth (57P). Bacchus is tired of losing, and plans to go all-out in this tournament, but Cobra takes him down, earning 5P for Hydra Roots (53P). Gajeel and Rogue square off, and Gajeel defeats him even with Future Rogue interfering, earning Fairy Tail 1P (57P). Sting takes out Rocker, the last remaining member of Quatro Cerberus, earning 1P for Sabertooth (58P). Erza comes across Minerva, who intends to use Erza to drag out Natsu and make him forfeit…

But Erza is in a foul mood after what Minerva has done to Juvia and Kagura, and intends on beating her like a drum. Erza proceeds to make good on her promise, getting Minerva quite scared at the prospects of losing… However, just as Minerva is about to get dealt the final blow, Azuma hits her with an explosion and knocks her out, earning Hydra Roots 5P (58P). This puts Erza in an unfortunate position, because despite the front she’s put up Rusty and Minerva have both worn her down somewhat. She’s confident that she can defeat Azuma, and she manages to… But he wears her down even more, and even manages to grievously injure her leg. Erza wins 1P for Fairy Tail, but at a cost (58P). Laxus and Orga square off, with Laxus pulling out a win and earning 1P for Fairy Tail (59P). Lyon and Chelia faceoff against Yukino and Flare, with Mermaid Heel knocking out Chelia for 1P (41P), but then Lyon defeated them both and knocked Mermaid Heel out of the competition and got 6P for Lamia Scale (40P). Racer moves in to take out the haggard Lyon, but Gray swoops in to make it a triangle battle; Lyon refuses to thank Gray… but he’s happy that they have a chance to see who’s stronger between them. Racer manages to beat Lyon anyway, earning Hydra Roots 1P (59P), and Gray takes him out, earning Fairy Tail 1P (60P). Laxus comes up against Jura next, and barely manages to pull out the win, earning Fairy Tail 5P (65P). Sting takes down Gray in his weakened state, earning 1P for Sabertooth (59P). Midnight comes across Gajeel next and defeats him, earning 1P for Hydra Roots (60P). Midnight then moves in to take out the weakened Erza, but Sting gets the drop on both of them and gets Sabertooth 6P (65P). Cobra takes down the weakened Laxus and gets 1P for Hydra Roots (61P). This leaves three combatants left standing – Sting, Cobra, and Natsu. Fairy Tail and Sabertooth are tied for first place, but Hydra Roots can get a come from behind victory if Cobra takes out both Natsu and Sting. It’s literally anyone’s game… and they’re all motivated to win. Just as Cobra moves in to take Sting out to make it less complicated, Natsu swoops in to make it that three-way bout, revealing it was Fairy Tail’s strategy to save him for last in case the others fell… And he wasn’t about to let Fairy Tail lose. Not today. Cobra needed to beat two opponents; Natsu needed to beat two opponents; Sting just needed to beat Cobra and the result could be a draw between Sabertooth and Fairy Tail. The Dragon Slayers go at it… But in the end, with Natsu’s full strength intact, he managed to defeat Cobra and Sting in one final attack. This earns Fairy Tail 2P (67P), winning the Grand Magic Games.   

[ferallester]

okay so I didn’t have the motivation to do Appreciation Week at first, but seeing @yonpote do it all in one day has inspired me so let’s do it! (but with screenshots and stuff bc Yeah LMAO)

for @dpgdaily’s Dan and Phil Appreciation Week!

post is under a break so that it doesn’t just break tumblr

Day 1 - Favourite Dan and/or Phil quote:

the entire opening from the pinof 7 bloopers is hilarious but by far one of my favourite quotes (one that has continually haunted me since 2016, when I watched it for the first time) is:

D: Stand still!

P: Stencil!

D: … I’m gonna hit you. [laughs] Shut up!

I quote this weirdly often in my fics. In fact, I’m pretty sure two of my recent published fics use it as a reference. I didn’t realise until now that I was partially misquoting it XD

I also can’t not mention, from Basically I’m Gay (the entire part from when Dan starts talking about Phil is linked, quote starts about twenty seconds later):

D: We are real best friends, companions through life, like actual soulmates […]

maybe he was trying to be ironic, but there’s something intensely poetic about his body language when he describes them as actual soulmates

I’m obsessed with it, but in like the way people don’t shut up about Pride and Prejudice, maybe, idk I’m just bisexual and hoping that I get half as lucky as the boys have

there are many more moments tbh I could say LMAO

Day 2 - Favourite Dan and Phil Series:

OUGHHHHH THIS ONE IS ACTUALLY REALLY DIFFICULT—

what is now called Season 1 of the Sims 4 and the Undertale playthrough are VERY close contenders, but I think my favourite series is actually the DITLs! (there’s no playlist for this one rip)

you can easily split them into two or three sections (depending on if you count any of The Making Of videos for TABINOF, the calendars, or the prep for II as DITLs), and each section has something wonderful to enjoy!

the ‘local’ DITLs (Manchester and London) are incredibly domestic, with the boys just going about a semi-typical day, and the Festive DITL honestly just turns that up to a hundred, I love the domestic ones so much

the ‘holiday’ ones too (Japan and Australia) are also super fun, because we get to see the boys doing silly touristy things like holding koalas or hanging around one of the busiest intersections in Tokyo (I also keep hearing conspiracies about the Australian one LMAO)

the ‘making of’ videos are their own unique source of slice-of-life entertainment, because They’re Getting Important Stuff Done but they’re making it entertaining for us too

my favourites are the original DITL and Festive DITL <3

Day 3 - Favourite Dan and/or Phil Outfit:

used @phanoutfitsblog’s screenshots for most of these, with the exception of Dan’s initial look in the baking video (also I’d be lying if I said that Sister Daniel wasn’t high up on this list hhhh)

can Phil stop being pretty for FIVE MINUTES JEEZ— it’s actually incredibly difficult to pin down favourite outfits for him bc he just. Keeps. On. WINNING.

his red shirt in the red carpet roasting video is probably the most iconic so far but it could really have been literally any other outfit he’s worn in the last several years

and Dan’s no slouch, either! this man is gorgeous and he ROCKS it! he wore this particular shirt (?) to an interview (or at least it was framed like one) and he looks INCREDIBLE in it but I can’t remember where I found the other screenshot so I won’t post it lmao

his initial appearance in the Halloween baking video before he changes into Sister Daniel is also equally pretty bc of the makeup and honestly? gimme your gender Howell

other honourable mentions include a recent magazine shoot that I’ve forgotten the name of (some phan I am LMAO, shame on me for only remembering the pink), and his dystopia motorcycle twink shirt from the red carpet video

Day 4 - Favourite Joint Content

oooh, difficult question, that’s like choosing a favourite child! still, the answer to this one is a lot simpler than Day 5 below, because it’s the original PINOF, as well as the photobooth challenge!

while PINOF wasn’t my initial introduction to the boys (that goes to the Sims 4), it’s one of the earliest things I watched of them, and almost certainly what got me to stick with them! (along with the Sims 4… LMAO)

Dan says he was being ironic when he said ‘this is the most fun I’ve ever had, and maybe it’s the tism kicking in, but he doesn’t sound sarcastic or ironic when he says that

it’s pretty clear from the get go that they’re two boys (boys in love, even) making a silly video, having absolutely zero idea that it’s going to change the world <3

the pb challenge, meanwhile, is just incredibly funny, I remember almost hurting myself from laughing so hard the first time I watched it XD it hasn’t aged perfectly, but that’s most things from ten years ago

the honourable mentions list is VERY long so I won’t put all of them here LMAO, but the Get Down video is one of them XD

Day 5- Favourite DanAndPhilGames video

oooh, another difficult question, here, because more often than not, the answer is yes! I could say the Halloween baking video one day, and the Katamari video the next, and one of the Sims 4 building videos because I’m a sucker for renovations (also, the GAY WEDDING and the RETURN in general!), and honestly there’s so many videos I’ve forgotten over the years (LOVE NIKKI!) but I think I’m gonna say the finale of Undertale!

it makes me cry every time I rewatch the series, and it’s such a beautiful story, and yeah I’m a mess just thinking about it, because the fact that they chose to be pacifists from the get go is one of the genuinely sweetest things I can think of

Day 6 - Favourite Solo Video(s)

oh no I don’t actually know how to fully answer for Dan, but at a guess… yeah who am I kidding, it’s BIG and We’re All Doomed! :D (yes I know WAD! isn’t a video (yet, hopefully) but it overrides literally everything else bc I loved that night so much)

BIG, as a queer person, is just honestly so incredibly important to me, because being able to listen to other queer people — very successful ones, too — and how they’ve struggled in ways I’ve been fortunate to have never suffered, and how they overcame it all, and are still dealing with it to this day? yeah I’m still so proud of Dan for it all, he deserves the life he’s made for himself <3

WAD is in a similar vein to this, but with the addition of me being able to actually MEET Dan and then watch him on STAGE as he did his comedy show! I made him laugh with a joke about Australian summer being hell, and that’s probably one of the best things that has ever happened to me <3

honourable mention goes to his Keep On Movin’ video, bc that’s just damn impressive

Phil, meanwhile… I have so many videos to choose from, and while Coming Out To You carries the same importance as BIG, if not more since I watch it more (I love them equally, but COTY is only eight minutes long okay), I am actually struggling to choose a favourite outside of it!

mostly because all my favourite Phil videos… are joint content videos!

that being said, his fourth ACNH video is incredibly sweet, and I think I might go rewatch the series!

also his house review videos (the apartment one and the expensive house one) are pretty iconic

AND the sleepless night series— can you see why I’m struggling? :’D

Day 7 - What do Dan and Phil mean to you?

(oh god I am so sorry for this monster)

I don’t remember 2016 being a particularly rough year for me, despite the many star-studded losses (rip Anton Yelchin especially), and maybe it would’ve been that way even if I hadn’t found Dan and Phil, but finding them at what could be considered their initial peak of fame was probably one of the best things that could have happened to me, because I was just a year into my experiences with internet fandom, and what better way to do that than get yeeted into the chaotic world of two British dorks on the net that everyone and their cat shipped?

I may have missed out on the radio shows, sure, and I missed out on pretty much every YouNow and Rize show and whatnot because I’m a goose, but I came into the fandom just in time to see TATINOF live, even though I couldn’t get a meet and greet ;w; one day I’ll catch Phil

I distinctly remember being at the Gold Coast Eisteddfod, which was an hour south of Brisbane, on the same night as TATINOF, and absolutely booking it back with my mum to Brisbane, stressing the entire way even as we got McDonalds and I got changed out of what was either my school uniform or my performance uniform (I can’t remember) into something more normal for a night at QPAC

and yet, once I was there, I had probably one of the best nights of my life, because TATINOF, in my opinion, is the best thing the boys have ever done on stages (II and WAD! are very close tho don’t get me wrong)

someone helped me draw cat whiskers on my face, I remember chatting happily to other phannies around me (what about, I have long forgotten), and I remember how loud it was, and how much I didn’t mind that, for the first time in my life

I bought more merch at II and WAD!, because I was either given more money or I actually had money to spend since I got my job by WAD!, but, even when disappointed by the fact that I couldn’t afford much, I have cherished my TATINOF lanyard since that fateful night in August 2015, because it symbolises just how much I love the two gay dorks who are now two of my biggest queer role models

the fact that they chose us over fame and fortune in the entertainment industry? I’m so grateful for that, because it means, even though we gave them utter hell (I wasn’t quite one of them, but I probably did a few minor demon things as a teen LMAO), they cared, and still care, about us, the audience

this is getting SO long and waffly, oh my GOD, this is why my current fic is eleven k long already, uhhhh tl;dr they’re weird and queer (affectionate), I’m weird and queer, and I am so glad I found them, because having them in my life is one of the best things that’s ever happened to me, down to graduating from high school and university and having their videos to watch <3

okay that’s enough sappiness this took me like three or four hours love y’all <3

thanks @dpgdaily for hosting!!!!

[scumbag-monthly]

The Young Ones Were: A Final Word from Scumbag Monthly’s Editor 🖕💚

I was going to post this on 7th March – the birthday of the pan global phenomenon himself – but I think the emotion will be stronger tonight. Either way, I’ve chosen this post to say my last farewells to Scumbag Monthly and thank the people who helped make it what it was.

It was my decision as editor to end SM at Issue #25 and it was a difficult one to make. Although SM has come with both pros and cons, it’s something I’ve enjoyed creating and is something I’m very proud of. In a way, it would have been easier to carry on – sticking with the familiar is always easier – but I didn’t want our fanzine to drift off into nothingness. I thought twenty-five was a good number to end it at. Three years; twenty-five issues; three Rik specials; a zine for the fortieth anniversary – I think we’ve done alright, all things considered. More than alright! I’m so happy that we were able to add to the fandom in some small way.

I have a head for dates, so I can tell you with 99% certainty that I took on the reins of editorship at SM on 14th May 2020. It’s weird that that time feels both close and far away – international pandemics will do that to you. I’ve seen engagement and interest in this zine ebb and flow over the years. We’ve never really received enough submissions to keep us afloat long term. I used to ask my mutuals if I could add old art of theirs to zines to keep the Drawing Room full, and the amount of my fic that made its way into SM was not the result of an overinflated ego (I promise!), more the result of fic submissions falling even lower than art submissions. We’re a small fandom; that’s always been a problem for SM. While I’ve continually emphasised the importance of submissions to SM – how else would SM involve those not working behind the scenes? – the truth is that the end products simply wouldn’t have arrived on our website be it not for the so-called scumbag staff who dedicated their free time to making pages and content.

With a small fandom and ergo a small team, SM’s ambitions had to be realistic. We would all have loved to bring new segments out in every issue but, with a lot to do and limited time to get it done each time, this often wasn’t possible. I never wanted SM to become a burden to the people who made pages for it, as we all lead offline lives and SM was simply a passion project – we made this because we wanted to, because it was fun.

I won’t deny there have been points where SM burnt me out a tad. I think it was easy to lose sight of things during the lockdowns, or simply fall completely into one project. There are some zines where well over twenty of the pages were made by me because they had to be, and I’ve often feared that The People’s Poetry suffered because of this. I’m very pleased and grateful to point out that the page share became slightly less exaggerated after we found different people for each character, but (and I’m afraid I am going to have to be egotistical now XD) I’d be lying if I denied every zine since Issue #4 isn’t drenched in my blood, sweat, and improvised version of graphic design (not actually my passion, me being primarily a writer and all XD).

I hope this isn’t sounding too negative because SM really does mean a lot to me. I think it’s just that a mixed relationship is guaranteed with anything you give a lot of yourself to and I want to be honest here, at the end. It’s going to feel weird for me for a little while: no more new documents to set up, no more new pages to make, no more themes to discuss, no more Google Forms to collect. I will miss SM, but thanks to the internet it’ll actually still be here. We’ll be keeping the website up as an archive and the same with our Tumblr blog and Instagram (scumbag_monthly). For future runs of the Rik and Ade Fest, another blog has been set up (@rikandadefest). SM has also had a Redbubble on the down low for some time now and we’re planning on adding our designs of the lads there soon, if any of you fancy owning something with those on.

I realise this whole post comes at the risk of sounding pretentious and melodramatic… but sod it, you know? Here are the people I’d like to thank individually, on behalf of our fanzine.

@theevilesteviled -

First of all, the creator of SM: the reason you’re even reading this right now. During the period in which SM got going – that calm before the utter shitstorm of 2020 – we spoke nearly every day… though, living on different sides of the globe did limit our talk time to early mornings and late evenings. Ed is the reason SM ever launched. She did almost everything for the first few zines, often at the cost of her own sanity, and she inspired a passion for this fanzine within me.

In May 2020, when I found myself in lockdown limbo between college and university, Ed was struggling with the brunt of SM plus the new hell of online classes. When I took charge of Issue #4, I don’t think I realised the extent of what I was taking on – I certainly didn’t expect to still be editor nearly three years later! Even so, without Ed SM wouldn’t have gotten as far as Issue #4. I’ll admit when she initially proposed the idea for a The Young Ones fanzine, I didn’t assume it would ever actually happen. I agreed to take on Rick’s page, but never allowed myself to imagine we’d end up with a project that’d last three years. Surely, it was only other people who could pull off that kind of thing, right? Surely, a group of introverted young adults online weren’t really going to get anywhere with this, were we?

I’m not trying to make SM sound bigger than it is – I’m well aware how niche we are, have always been – but the point I’m trying to make is: thanks to Ed spearheading SM in the early days, I had the profound realisation that I can actually be creative and try new things and they’re not destined to fall completely flat on their faces. I think everyone involved with SM, be it through making pages or submitting their work, has experienced a version of this same realisation with the publication of each zine.

That’s thanks to Ed, so I’d like to formally express my gratitude. Thank you, ya bastard.

@xgardensinspace -

The lovely Deya! Deya has always been a big part of SM, right from the beginning. The portraits of Vyvyan, Rick, Neil, Mike, Balowski, and P that appeared regularly in our zines were drawn by them, as well as the ten portraits of our staff on our website. That’s not even mentioning the five exemplary covers they’ve whizzed up for SM!

Not only is Deya an exceptionally talented artist, they’re also an enthusiastic team player. From Issue #11 onwards, they’ve been our resident Mike. As most of us agree, Mike is the most difficult young one to characterise – Deya rose to the challenge with full commitment. Alongside taking on Mike’s Moments, for a period of time in late 2021 Deya posted as Mike to SM’s Instagram every Thursday, providing all of us with funny insights into Mike’s sense of fashion. There have also been times when my SM workload proved too much and they stepped up to write Comic Strip reviews for our Strip Tease – in fact, one of my favourite reviews is the one of Five Go Mad on Mescalin we wrote together for Issue #18.

Deya has always been passionate about SM, even when it seemed there were only a few of us who were. They’ve been incredibly supportive and understanding, often one of the first to volunteer to make art or write pieces for specials. To put it lightly, SM would be left severely lacking without their endless contributions and help and for that reason I’m incredibly thankful to them.

Last spring, I was lucky enough to finally meet Deya, when they visited the UK on holiday, and they were just as lovely in person as they are online. Thank you ever so much for your work on SM, you really are a cool person.

@drinkysketch -

I felt it only right to single out Julia here. Fandom spaces are ever changing and the individuals who’ve contributed to SM are no different. Despite this, Julia has been a constant cover artist for SM – not only did she create our first ever cover art back when SM was completely unknown, she’s since provided us with five more pieces for our covers. As the clever trousers among you will have worked out, that’s six in total. Almost a quarter of our regular zines!

There’s something instantly likeable about Julia’s art style: the shapes, the bright colours, the insistence on always giving Vyvyan one eye bigger than the other. The cover of Issue #1 especially is representative of SM – it’s the establishing shot – and I couldn’t imagine a better piece of art than the one Julia provided us with. I’d like to thank her for always being so eager to make art for us, even as the world’s gotten crazier and crazier. True scumbag style!

@codrington-road -

It was April 2020 when Haley first emailed SM with a fanfic submission and an offer to make pages for Neil. These were the early days of SM – Ed and I were just about keeping up with the zine’s Rick and Vyv content but were seriously struggling where Mike and Neil were concerned. It’s thanks to Haley that Neil is the only young one I’ve never had to make a page for… well, aside from that time we switched characters for April Fool’s in Issue #14… and she’s been a constant, reliable presence at SM since Issue #4.

There probably aren’t many people who could come up again and again with hilarious horoscopes on purpose, and I don’t know for exactly how many Wednesdays Haley manned Neil’s entries to our Instagram stories, but it was a lot. 9th June 2021 fell on a Wednesday – a little daunting for anyone. Yet, I think it’s that entry from ‘Neil’, a touching piece about missing people who are no longer here while still carrying the warmth they gave us within us, that sticks out to me the most.

Haley has always brought the exact right levels of surrealism, humour, and bloody hippie moping to Neil. She is probably secretly Nigel Planer. She’s helped keep the excitement for SM alive in me when I’ve been at my wit’s end with it and is in fact the main reason this fanzine didn’t fold after Issue #19. Honestly, she’s great. Have you read the fanfic she’s submitted? Pure brilliance. Her reviews of Rik Mayall's Bedside Tales and GLC were sublime.

Thank you, Haley, for encouraging not just me but everyone behind the scenes of SM and for being our resident Neil for so long. I know you’re a girlie, but I hope the seed of your loin is fruitful in the belly of your woman. Ta very much!

@martian-martian-martian -

Part of SM since Issue #18, Wisely is a person who truly deserves so much love. I first spoke to Wisely on Tumblr when they signed up to write about Rick and Kevin in our second Rik zine, in 2021. Needless to say, the results of their endeavours were some of the most memorable pieces in that zine. Rick still hasn’t recovered.

After that, Wisely only became more and more involved in SM, until they’d taken on the enigmatic fifth housemate, that scumbag named Petyr, as a regular in our zine. They did this despite the graphic design element being out of their comfort zone and even came up with a whole new page idea to spearhead. Cliff ‘sHits – as well as having a perfectly Young Ones-esq name – is exactly the kind of thing I always hoped would start happening with SM: that staff would strike out with new page ideas when they had the time. Wisely has a talent for twisting well known verses to fit the scumbag agenda and we thank them for it.

A keen promoter of SM – they could frequently be found suggesting submitting to our fanzine in the comments of TYO fanart on Tumblr – they’ve even written fanfic to keep zines full of content. I’d like to thank them for joining the team and enhancing the zine in the process. SM is all the better for having them.

@the-tardis-in-221b-baker-street -

Zoe already has a name for herself in Rik Mayall circles outside the scumbags; what fan wouldn’t go absolutely crazy at the sheer time and dedication she puts into her many cosplays? Zoe has a knack for morphing into the bastards she portrays… physically, at least. I’ve always found her to be as friendly as Alan B’Stard is devious. XD

It was during SM’s hiatus, when the spot of resident Vyvyan fell vacant, that Zoe immediately jumped at the chance to help SM out. Since Issue #20, she’s provided the voice of the beloved punk as well as producing a page of her own design, Top of the Plops. Zoe has also been quick to help out where reviews of Filthy, Rich and Catflap and of the music in The Young Ones are concerned, for which I am very grateful. Despite being the newest staff member at SM, she’s thrown herself fully into it and offered much needed reassurance and submissions whenever necessary. Zoe has been an optimistic voice at the fanzine: always up for new ideas and competitions, always there with schemes to boost engagement. Her DnD stats for the lads in Issue #24 were incredible.

We’ve had many scumbags writing for Vyvyan at SM over the years – more than we’ve had for any other character – and I’m thrilled we got Zoe in for our final run. She even made the cover art for our last issue. Thank you!

@aspinecone -

Aspen is someone I’ve shared online fandom spaces with since 2017. We’re both fans of Red Dwarf, but it was our shared enjoyment of The Young Ones that finally got us talking to one another. Last autumn, we finally met in person when we went to see Ade in A Christmas Carol - a brilliant day with a great friend that I'll always remember.

Aspen has had a presence behind the scenes of SM since the beginning, often submitting fanart and the odd piece of fanfic, until they took on the role of resident Balowski at SM from Issue #16 onwards. Creating content for the character most out of the loop with the others isn’t as easy as you might think, but Aspen has always produced insane, amusing pages for him. Aspen was also the original cover artist pencilled in for Issue #21, but graciously stood aside when they realised offline commitments were going to need more of their time.

During SM’s run, I’ve sometimes had hairbrained schemes such as making the badges several scumbags will be receiving very, very soon. I’m no design whiz – Ed and I always made SM out of Word Documents – and Aspen helpfully volunteered to remove the backgrounds from designs and clean them up. Like I’ve always said, producing SM has been a team effort. I’d like to thank Aspen for always being in my corner.

@cloubdustings -

Ava, the mad meme machine! If I recall correctly, Ava first popped up in scumbag circles in late 2020. She surprised SM with cover art for Issue #10 and kindly took on the role of resident Vyvyan from that same issue until Issue #19. 2021 was not a fun year – in fact, I’d argue it was worse than 2020 in some respects – so having Ava on the SM team to handle all Vyvyan content was a great help.

Ava has a very distinct sense of humour and you can usually tell which British comedian she’s most recently become obsessed with by checking her Instagram. XD Even with changing tastes, she’s still making content about Mr Mayall and her brand of whackiness is most definitely beloved by the fandom. Thank you for sharing it with SM!

@lumivarjo -

Lumi was around at the very beginning of SM and is actually responsible for the piece of grey tape bearing the zine’s name that became our logo. He was our original resident P, producing pages for us during the autumn of 2020. Lumi has always been more behind the scenes than at the forefront of SM, but has nonetheless also always been supportive. Being an artistic sod, Lumi is to thank for many of the key headers SM used, which were all vital pieces of the SM brand… if we want to get really pretentious. Thank you for being there for the zine!

@serenpop -

Pol was also around when Ed was proposing this insane new idea of a fanzine for The Young Ones and was our first resident Neil. Offline commitments saw them have to drop the role, but they reappeared again to help us out when we needed cover art at a pinch for Issue #9. A lot of SM’s Drawing Rooms have featured art from Pol, so I’d like to thank them for brightening up our pages!

Additionally, I'd like to thank the other scumbags who’ve made cover art for us: @frankenbolt (who made three(!) beautifully chaotic covers, including everybody’s favourite Modern AU); @whatacompletebastard (for the fab Breakfast Club parody that’s always been popular with the scumbags); @heinzpilsnerbloody (another talented artist who drew me a whole bunch of cool stuff in an exchange and kindly helped SM out); @colourshot-draws (our first anniversary zine cover artist and a genuinely lovely person); @postpunkpontypandyphantomthief (a massive Rik Mayall fan and integral part of the fandom); thedinodoodles (for being ahead of the curve and bringing us pirates before the Tumblr obsession); @rikhead (for the sheer dedication to detail on her cover and for her legendary skills in Rik Pic Hunting™); and @smashingblouses (for providing us with the brilliant TYO 40th anniversary zine cover art). I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: SM couldn’t have functioned without its cover artists. Thank you all. Big respec.

There are a few final scumbags I wish to mention and thank - SM's cheerleaders, if you will. These people have brightened up my day on various occasions and their enthusiasm helped make the zine what it was: @anglophobias, @my-blood-is-maple-syrup, @friedhofcreative, @shotsofnovacaine, @5gogh2, @mariigoldmayall, and @fourstarsandahamster.

Finally, of course, I’d like to say a quick thank you to the people who inspired this fanzine in the first place. Without the canon, there would be no fanon. They’re never going to read this thank Cliff but without the brilliance of Rik Mayall, Adrian Edmondson, Nigel Planer, Christopher Ryan, Alexei Sayle, Ben Elton, Lise Mayer, and all the recurring comic guest stars of The Young Ones, SM would have quite literally never existed.

We need comedy in hard times – to call out the shits in power, to keep us grounded, to simply make us laugh. I count myself incredibly lucky to have stumbled across fans of this anarchic ‘80s sitcom on Tumblr. Despite the time gone by between 1982 and 2023 and the changes in society and sensibilities, I think it’s an incredibly good thing that this comedy still connects with us. Most of the people I’ve spoken to on here, like me, weren’t alive during TYO’s initial run. It’s often assumed by certain bastards who shall remain nameless that the youth are trying to kill comedy, that we take offence too easily, that comedy classics are a thing of the past. To them I say: UP YOURS, UGLY! As long as there are people, there will be laughter; and among those of us laughing, there will be the young ones.

So thank you, scumbag reader, for downloading our zines and supporting our bastardly endeavours.

Signing off from Scumbag Monthly for the last time,

- R / @neil-neil-orange-peel <3

"This is it! It's really happening! Who needs qualifications? Who cares about Thatcher and unemployment?! We can do just exactly whatever we want to do! And you know why? Because we're Young Ones. Bachelor boys! Crazy, mad, wild-eyed, big-bottomed anarchists!!" - The People's Poet, 1984

[ten-cent-sleuth]

4, 5, and 30? For the fic writers ask?

Yayay, thank you so much for the ask!

4. A story idea you haven’t written yet?

Well. Most of them. xD But I’ll talk about the third WIP on my roster: my post-“Grace” angsty fic, as I call it in my pinned post. (The first and second WIPs in line I’ve technically started writing for!)

I don’t want to go into specifics since I am really excited to hear people’s reactions to The Reveal, but basically the story will explore my take on who the little girl is / what she symbolises to Carter in “Grace”. Because of course I’ve read the common perspective that Grace represents Carter’s wish for a child and stands in for her future daughter with Jack—but it’s never sit perfectly right with me, so this fic will be my alternative two cents.

And also an excuse to have Sam and Jack meet another mirror version of themselves! (This is what I was referring to in my tags on this post, actually!)

Ngl, this just might be the WIP I’m most excited about right now. But ah! I have my “48 Hours” fic and my “Moebius” fic to finish first. xD

5. First sentence of the fifth paragraph of an unpublished WIP?

This is from Old Thorns, a canon divergence AU for Sense and Sensibility that I will never give up on.

Major General Ashby subscribed to that rare but forcible conviction that all good things are worth not waiting for.

I cheated—this isn’t quiiiiiite the fifth paragraph—but oh well, the real fifth paragraph’s first sentence was not very intriguing. Ashby is an OC who is a friend of Colonel Brandon’s. He facilitates Brandon’s spending time with the Dashwood sisters while they’re all in Town, a plan by Marianne to surreptitiously console Elinor.

Because the canon divergence I mentioned? Yeah, it’s that Marianne finds out about Edward’s engagement much earlier but believes Elinor is unaware and thus takes it upon herself to protect and prepare her. If this sounds convoluted and contrived, trust me, my outline Doc is way worse.

But I love this WIP. I love it so, so much, and I really hope it won’t be an “unpublished” one next year.

30. Share a fic you’re especially proud of.

Sometimes I feel like “Inextricably” is when I peaked and everything I write from now on will pale and tremble in comparison, but I’m not going to share that one here. (Although you’re free to check it out on my AO3, ofc. xD) Instead, here is my one and only—as of now—X-Files fanfic since @agent-troi recently made me think about it so I just reread it last night.

I am proud of how many threads I pulled through various episodes, scenes, and themes to weave together this fic. And still there was one major parallel I didn’t get to include because it didn’t end up fitting into the flow of Mulder and Scully’s conversation. (It was about Scully’s grief about her father.) I also didn’t get to include several scenes near the start because they were dragging me down while the deadline was approaching, but I’m proud of all the now-unused research I made into cross-species influenza and immunisation science for those scenes, lol.

Some of the emotionally wrought lines (in particular I think of “See? You knew what to say to her after all” and “like he was holding his own beating, bleeding heart” – quoted from memory so might not be exact) took me by surprise. Like they came out of me without planning, without preconception, and whenever I revisit the fic, I genuinely still cannot believe I came up with them. In general I just think this is one of my most emotionally charged fics, and I’m proud to know I’m capable of it!

And of course, I am forever proud of my courage in signing up for my first gift exchange and in vanquishing my anxiety about a) posting in such an intimidatingly big fandom as TXF and b) writing for one of my favourite authors in the fandom who also happened to be quite well known?? Ig ultimately “Nature’s Impossibilities” is just very special to me, although I definitely don’t think it’s perfect. (Some of the aforementioned weaving is kind of forced-sounding in the text, agh!) But yeah, quite proud of it. :P

Keep the fic writer asks a-comin’! 👻

Thank you again for the questions. :)

[teecupangel]

So it's obvious that God doesn't really exist but what if there's hell? But hell's more like hazbin hotel/helluva boss type of hell so all the assassins and templars just pile there or something so even in death they still have this war going on and they just keep coming back no matter how many times they die

Me seeing this ask preview while still half-asleep:

My brain apparently thinking we’re uneducated indios from the 1600s: O dios mio! Don’t let the friars hear you or you’ll be whipped!

Well, that woke me up. Thanks, nonny XD

Alright, let’s be clear, this is about how there is no non-Isu creator god in Assassin’s Creed… that we know of.

However…

If we take into consideration that, whenever someone talks about an omnipowerful god, they’re usually talking about the Judeo-Christian God, we do have an idea of which Isu this god is meant to represent in AC lore.

The Templars (historically made up of Christian knights and created by a Christian king) use the phrase “May the Father of Understanding Guide Us” a lot.

Now, the Father of Understanding we usually know is Tinia but the Capitoline Triad is more or less a title that get used frequently by the Isus, usually to talk about three specific Isu scientists that accomplished something great (and this gives the whole “Holy Trinity” a different connotation in AC Lore)

Another Capitoline Triad was in charge of Project Anthropos which created the humans. Among them is the Father of Understanding “Yaldabaoth”.

Now, you might be wondering: why are we picking Yaldabaoth and not the other two Isus?

Because all three of them are different names taken by the Demiurge, said to be the ‘god’ that created humanity but also limited their knowledge. (There’s the whole ‘Yaldabaoth is not the true god but a false god’ or ‘Yaldabaoth is the god of the old testament’ and other more ‘origins’ for Yaldabaoth so here, have a wiki link if you’d like to know more). Yaldabaoth is, in my experience, the most commonly used name among the three. Also, Father of Understanding of the Templars being Yaldabaoth would make more sense than picking the Sacred Voice or the Mother of Wisdom.

So, in the Lucifer (TV series) x AC crossover idea, I proposed Yaldabaoth as being a different Isu from the Judeo-Christian God to amp up the Isu drama but, for this one, we’ll just assume that Yaldabaoth is the basis of the Judeo-Christian God (because it’s a bit funny that the Templars would be ‘worshipping’ one called ‘false’)

Annnyywaaayy, your idea is there is a ‘hell’ and I think you don’t mean the whole Underworld-Elysium type of setup as the one in the Atlantis DLC of Odyssey.

I feel like the idea of ‘hell’ would work well to my idea of how Desmond is Zagreus’ Sage.

Not the premise itself but the idea of the Afterlife program:

What if the initial idea of the Afterlife is that humans were not meant to reproduce, that they were meant to die and then be revived in a younger body with all their memories intact, making it faster for them to return to work. Elysium houses the data of the exemplary slaves, the best of the crop. The others go to the other parts of the Afterlife (with Tartarus being the part where the data of the ‘defects’ go so they won’t be loaded again).

It was only a bit later that the Isus realized it takes too many resources to keep creating bodies based on human data (DNA) so the next batch of humans could reproduce.

Now, in this context, Tartarus would be the ‘hell’ and, what if, in this setup, the actions of both the Assassins and the Templars would count them as ‘defects’ because they certainly go against what the Isus think humans should be with their desire for free-will or total control (in the hands of humans, bah!).

And, you say eternal war?

Okay.

So I’m going to tip my hand here, those who read my fics last year would know last year, August had the highest fic post count mainly because:

A lot of shit went down in August in AC lore… mostly deaths. (Arno’s bday, Clay’s death, Juno’s death, Umar’s death, (most importantly) Altaïr’s death, etc)

My birthday is in August and I tend to do a Birthday special whenever I’m active which is really just “post more than usual on my birthday!”

I’m explaining this because I actually have an AC fic idea based on the premise of Xenoblade 3’s eternal war which I am hoping I would be able to write this August and this ask gives me the chance to talk about it. XD

So the idea was, there would be two main factions that kept on fighting one another, locked in an eternal war. Their entire life, all they know is that they’re meant to live for one year (yeah, not ten years, one year) then they will either die on the battlefield or they would be given the chance to meet their mentor and be ‘initiated’. But for them to live up to their final week, their cube must not be empty and the only way to fill it even just a little is by either killing enemy soldiers or letting the cube absorb important artifacts of their enemies. Both factions mainly used three-person cells but there are rumors of four-person spec ops teams.

So the plot was meant to start with a POV from Arno’s team which is composed of him, Evie, and Jacob. They get a mission to find some kind of artifact and they get sidetracked because they’re attacked by an enemy cell composed of Bayek, Eivor, and Kassandra who are presumably after the same artifact.

Their fight gets broken up by a comet-like thing crashing down near them and they assumed it’s the artifact they were after so they raced to get there first. When they get there, the artifact looked like… a pod?

Figures clad in robes and masks appeared all of a sudden with one of them stepping forward to say, “Do not be rash, father. It doesn’t have to end this way. Return what is rightfully ours and I will ensure that the Grand Masters’ punishment will be light.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that.” A man’s voice comes out from underneath the pod and it opens to reveal some kind of small cockpit. A man with dirty blond hair stepped out of the pod together with what seemed to be some kind of coffin following him by floating behind him.

He touches the coffin just as the masked man says, “Father, don’t-!”

They hear a hissing sound as air leaves the coffin as it slowly opens, revealing a sleeping young man. The young man gasped awake and grabbed his right hand tightly, coughing painfully. The blond man turned to face him and asked, “Do you remember who you are? Desmond?”

“Who…” The man called Desmond stared at him for a moment before he said, “I know you…”

“My name is Edward Ken-”

Bang!

Desmond’s eyes widened as blood splattered on his face and Edward fell on him before sliding down.

The masked man lowered the pistol he had fired as he said, “I had hoped it did not come to this, father.”

Desmond’s eyes widened as he recognized the voice.

“Haytham?”

(Yeah, I’m ending it there. I mean… I have more notes that includes what the fuck is actually going on but I guess this ask has been hijacked into a sneak peek on what you guys might get in August)

[tuulikannel]

May I ask🏅, 🧠, and 💭, please?

🏅 What is something you recently felt proud of in regard to your writing (finished a fic, actually planned for once, etc).

“actually planned for once...” *dying of laughter* ^^;;

Yeah, so. Not that. >_> If I’m perfectly honest, there’s very little I’ve been proud of in... how long? Dunno. Haven’t finished anything, haven’t planned anything... have barely written anything. Next chapter of Caught Between (last updated in May) has practically no words, next chapter of Gifts (last updated in March) perhaps a handful. I did start a new wip and wrote ~2500 words in a day which was nice I guess, but now it’s stuck too.

Sorry, this is a glum answer for an ask that should be all positive, but seriously, I’m in a slump rn. ^^;;

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

Hmm... I don’t know if I’ve got many of these. I think I’ve started writing most of my ideas...

Well, there is the Mary Poppins fusion XD In which Karma & Shuu are siblings and Aguri (playing the role of Mary) becomes their new nanny.

I don’t know if I’ll ever write this thing, but it amuses me quite a bit. I guess it would follow the plot of Mary Poppins pretty closely... I only have some random scenes in my mind. Like, heh, there’s the scene where Mary’s friend Bert takes the kids with him for his chimney sweep job (and she’s not happy about that)... well, here (human) Korosensei has Bert’s role, and Aguri for sure isn’t happy that the kids would get anywhere near his line of work. ^^;;

(This whole thing is just weird, I admit ^^)

(And then of course I've this one idea for original work (a fantasy book, or two) that I've had for like past 20 years and that I most likely never write. >_>)

💭 What is a headcanon you have about your own work?

Headcanons. Uh. Those things I’ve a plenty (not) ^^; (Umm, disclaimer, I'm not 100% sure what this "about your ow work" means, so I'm just picking something that is a headcanon to me and is something that might or might not be overly visible in my fics)

So. Let's see... That contrary to the popular belief. Gakuhou loves his son. ^^ That all he’s doing, he’s doing out of love. It’s all messed up ofc. But the main goal is to make Gakushuu as strong as he can be, so that he won’t end up like Ikeda. (Moreover, I’d claim it’s semi-canon. :p The Graduation Album mentions that Gakuhou’s hidden side is that he won’t shut up if he starts talking about his son, and it hints at him being “oya-baka”, literally, idiot parent, i.e. overly-fond parent XD)

Oh. And I feel like him going so nuts over Ikeda’s death just makes no sense. They hadn’t been in any touch for 3 years, for heaven’s sake! All that “he loves Ikeda more than his son…” I don’t swallow it. But this makes me suspect he wasn’t such a balanced person to begin with. And... this might be another hc of mine... I blame his parents. They did name him “summit of learning” anyway >_>

But yeah. These are literally the only headcanons I can think of at the moment. XD (I've never understood how headcanons work. I keep on seeing those posts where people are asked to come up with headcanons about X, and then they just. do. Like. what.)

[chaotictommy]

1- Do you prefer the sun or the moon and why?

2- If you want to say, what would your ideal partner be like?

3- what is your favorite story or chapter you have written? Doesn't have to be anything you've shared.

Have a lovely week <3 <3

Hi! Thank you so much for these questions! They’re really creative!

1. Hmmm, for the first question I definitely prefer the moon, one reason being that I tend to burn easily and have had some pretty nasty skin burns because of it, I honestly tend to prefer the night anyway since that’s when the stars come out and the moon, also the moon just feels terribly calming and soothing, I don’t sleep well and find myself waking up in the middle of the night with bad dreams, so sometimes I sneak upstairs and out onto the porch with a cup of tea and watch the stars and the moon has since started to feel like an old friend... so the short answer would be that I definitely prefer the moon. Also, I take pictures of stars/the moon, so I have to say the moon

2. Lol you have no clue how much this question made me blush XD honestly though, I just want somebody kind. I used to have this whole picture in my head, this outdated and fantastical idea of the perfect person, when I was very young, but I since have come to realize that was just part of some unattainable dream, because life didn’t exactly go that way for me, and I kinda thought I’d found that person in this guy I really liked, or in my best friend of years who now doesn’t speak to me anymore, both times I ended up heartbroken, one because the guy I really liked went for a more popular girl because she gave him much more interest and I had to move away, he ended up marrying her and is happy, so I’m happy for him, and second, because I never told my friend that I had feelings for her because I was worried she’d hate me. But you know, I’m glad I felt that, heartbreak, because it made me realize what I actually really want, so my ideal partner would be someone who is kind and caring who has empathy and can get over my quirks (of which I have many d: ) someone who understands me and loves me for who I am, I’m not one of those people who put a lot into looks also, I don’t care about someone’s outer appearance, but honestly what’s inside, and I definitely want someone who can help me through the bad times that vice versa. I don’t want someone who plays games with me, because I’ve been down that road with a guy at college who was in my theater class and a gal I met online who was very unkind to me after she pretended to like me and got into my confidence :( honestly I just want someone to love me for who I am and for me to do that for them, basically like a safe harbor or something, someone I can talk to and care for, I hope it happens soon too, because I’d love that :) I’d just love caring for someone who cares about me just as much as I do for them.

3. Oh XD for fanfics it’s definitely gotta be that one scene with Dutch, Jimmy, and Tommy where Tommy carries Jimmy back home just after the scene where Dutch finds out from Jimmy that Tommy is ill and the three of them hang out at the beach around the fire, it’s the one where Dutch bundles his jacket up and places it behind Tommy’s sleeping head like a pillow... it’s just after that scene in the next installment of the fanfic where they’re walking home and Jimmy’s fallen asleep so Tommy scoops him up and there’s this softness to the scene that I really liked, then it’s broken by Jimmy half waking up and complaining slightly that he can walk, and Tommy won’t hear him out on it and keeps walking, and the last part is where Tommy says ‘I don’t care how heavy you are, I’m going to carry you forever...’ I loved writing it as part of my Pale Shelter Series, though I’m not sure I ever got around to publishing it. Also anything to do with my Tommy, Robby, and Johnny fic called ‘Sad Memories Fade’ that’s my favorite fic that I wrote, I thought I did a good job with expressing things and my sadness about there being no mention of Tommy after Take a Right, and I hope others think it was good :)

My favorite piece of one of my novels I was writing was one about a dystopian future where the main character had a low form of autism and was going through the world in a different way, his autism helping him to solve some of the more prevalent issues in the book. It basically started out where he was walking down a hall and seeing each and every different detail that many would miss and it leads him to something he desperately needs. It sounds a bit strange, but I’m not really sure how to explain it. I was hoping to write out how I see the world differently through this character’s standpoint and points of view.

Thanks so much for the wonderful questions and I hope you have a lovely week as well! <3 <3

[aerialflight]

Fic Recs (mostly Naruto cause I read too many good fics in the fandom and now I'm in hell)

[Naruto]

Spirit-Touched by phooykazooi

Once upon a time, the Haruno clan were priests. It was said that they were spirit-touched, and that they walked among the downtrodden and the poor, and did not bow to royalty.

Or, an AU in which Sakura can see spirits.

Part 1 of The Realms Between

(Really, and I mean REALLY fantastic Shikamaru & Sakura friendship! Fantastic, beautiful writing, and such good worldbuilding, god, and the Haruno family is so badass!! Sakura and everything she does makes me want to scream!! Please read!)

Final Evaluation by Do_the_Cool_Whip

Progress evaluations are one-on-one consultation meetings between academy students and their teacher. Their purpose is to inform academy students of their strengths and weaknesses and guide them down their ideal path to becoming a strong shinobi. Upon graduating the academy and passing their jounin-sensei test, new genin return to the academy for one final consultation. (Or: The story of what happens when Umino Iruka uses his final meetings with his students as way to send them off to become the best shinobi they can possibly be.)

(Iruka! Is! The! Best! Teacher! Ever! End of story!!! Great interpretation of all the characters and their capabilities and I am so so excited for the sequel that will undoubtedly come! XD)

Celestial Bodies by Oceanbreeze7

Sasuke looked at the fire, eyes glowing red as the mutated corrupted seal on his throat. "Amaterasu blessed me. I see things. Like you with two normal eyes and the Hokage. And Sakura with a seal on her forehead. And I run Chidori through Naruto's heart. I keep trying to kill him. Over and over. And that knuckleheaded idiot never gives up.”

(Don't you get it? I saw it. The moon will bleed, the nations will die. The world is going to end.)

Part 1 of Celestial Bodies and Anomalies

(I swear, this fic freaking elevated my expectations on Sasuke-centric fics in general holy hell. Also, read the fucking sequel after this cause EVERYTHING GOES NUTS AND THE PLOT GOES OFF AND I'M HERE FOR THIS SHIT. Fucking Uchihas man. Also, you wouldn't think this series is funny, but it is, and it's amazing.)

A step to the left (and right off the cliff) by weavingBlue

Team Seven starts off on a different foot and Sasuke's canonical journey to get stronger goes off the rails a bit. It all works out though. Probably.

(This fic went in a direction I didn't expect and it's GLORIOUS. SO FUNNY, I honestly was dying while I was reading this. Please give this a chance!!)

promises by BombsAreForBabies

It's her first kiss and Naruto's last. She promises him that she will bring Sasuke home. It's his dying wish, after all.

(Naruto bleeds out faster than the kyuubi can heal him.

Sakura learns that being a ninja is more than fancy jutsu and fun.

Sasuke does not know that he just killed his best friend and turned his most loyal comrade into his worst enemy.)

(Listen LISTEN I know this sounds depressing but the relationship developments and slow healing is EVERYTHING and I think it's absolutely worth it to read this. Sakura's characterization is so good and Kakashi makes me want to hug him. A lot.)

Fang Under Fang by Vroomian

"Are we sure he's really an Inuzuka?"

(The answer is no.)

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Someone reborn as Inuzuka Kiba not only has to deal with bullshit ninja magic, but soulmates being A Thing.

(Really good self-insert fic and its platonic soulmates, not romantic! I am always here for a good Kiba-centric fic and I won't say who the soulmate is. It's unexpected but so, so good! Trust me!)

Haunt The Lonely by Tht0neGal666

(Series where Sakura can see ghosts and the Things she gets up to due to this ability. The fics are short but man, you can already see the shifting differences in Team 7's dynamics, it's great!)

Perception by Ellie_Enchanted

Naruto can sense auras, which throws everything off it's balance. Because really, with someone as open as Naruto running around and peering into the depths of people's souls, something is bound to change. In other words, sometimes all that's needed is a push. Also, Sasuke apparently glows.

(Naruto the empath changing the plot and making it Better and I am loving it!)

Crossfire by DejaVu22

Following the events of Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke never makes it to Orochimaru's hideout. Instead, he is waylaid by a one-eyed man named Tobi, a man possessing a Sharingan, a terrifying dual personality, a penchant for always being late, and a single-minded mission to stop the Akatsuki in their tracks. When Sasuke runs into Naruto again years later, he must ally with his old teammate in order to protect him from the Akatsuki, while keeping him out of the two man war Tobi and Sasuke have started against the dangerous organization.

(I honest to god can't stop cackling when I read this, the Sasuke & Obito dynamic is so freaking chaotic and Sasuke's characterization is the best thing I've ever read. This boi is a mEsS and I'm fucking rooting for him. He cares so much! There's secret identity shenanigans happening on sasuke's end and it's HILARIOUS! This is the duo I never thought I needed but here it is! *cackles insanely*)

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[Diamond no Ace]

Echo in His Hands by SportRayne (rayningnight)

Ship: Miyuki/Sawamura

What does it mean, when you remember snapshots of your own future?

Is it your future at all, if you change it?

Would you even want to change it?

(Look I am WEAK for BAMF Eijun and time travel fics and Miyuki being a tanuki bastard, okay? Time travel fic where Eijun gets feelings of people he knew before in the future. Really good so far and am so excited over this fic!)

The path we walk by WindsOfTime

Ship: Miyuki/Sawamura

Eijun goggles at the magazine she just shoved into his hands. "W-Wakana!" "I know!" she says, beaming. "That's my soulmate!!" "I know!!" "My soulmate plays baseball!!"

(Became such an instant fave so fast it's unbelievable. I LOVE THESE IDIOTS SO MUCH! Best soulmate fic in this fandom, hands down!)

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[One Piece]

switching places by fireflywitch

Zoro is 21 and wakes up in a desert they already saved, on a ship that they burned two years ago, and standing next to a man who is supposed to be dead. Except, that can’t be right, can it?

Zoro is 19 and wakes up on a ship that’s too big, next to a robot wearing a swimsuit, and he’s supposed to fight something called a Kaido. Also, he’s missing an eye, and no one’s even a little worried about it?

(or)

Time travel is a shitshow, and Zoro didn't sign up for this.

(FUCKING HILARIOUS ZORO IS THE BEST PERSON TO SEND BACK IN TIME CAUSE HE'D BE TERRIBLE YET FANTASTIC AT IT I CAN'T MAN FIEWNOPFEW)

No Time To Crank The Sun by VIKAN

He’s surrounded by strangers, but they’re all trying to convince him otherwise. Or, Zoro faces a mysterious and relentless challenge that he just can’t wrap his head around.

(This ripped my heart open, I cried reading this my god. Please read this, the pain is so worth it and Zoro and his relationship with his crew is so good here. This reminded me why I love the Straw Hats so much!)

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[Fairy Tail]

to learn about a lucy (with a look into the future.) by るる凪 - nagi (arurun)

A watching the future fanfic.

It's currently X781, three years before canon. A group of Fairy Tail mages find themselves in a large building, with no known way out.

They sit down, and they watch the future.

(This is so much more fun than I thought it would be and I'm so happy I found this fic. This fic reignited my old love for this fandom and I hope it does for you too!)

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[Harry Potter]

sunflowers by Marnie27

One day, a young girl sits on the edge of a well. On this day, she falls in. Then the next, she’s not even a ‘she’ anymore. He’s Peter Pettigrew — doomed to die at the hands of his (betrayed) friend’s son.

Peter is selfish, bitter and brash. He’s not some fairy tale hero, he doesn’t care if everyone around him dies, as long as he lives. The marauders are annoying and childish. Survival is his priority, and he can’t afford to face distractions.

This just makes the fact that soulmates are now apparently a thing all the more godawful.

(And then another day years later he falls into an entirely new impossibility, Remus Lupin in tow, right into the third book of Harry Potter. Smack bang on the other Peter Pettigrew’s grave).

It’s confusing and graceless, and entirely something that would happen to him of all people.

(Self-insert fic where a girl reincarnates into Peter Pettigrew! And there are soulmates! And it's angsty and hilarious and Peter is an Asshole (somewhat unintentionally lol). Always a fan of biased pov fics and characters slowly improving themselves and their mental health! Cause dying! Is! Traumatic! *smiley face* Please read!)

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[Crossovers]

he's a killer queen, sunflower, guillotine by hoye

Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist, Harry Potter

He has to be the weirdest Hufflepuff Harry’s ever seen. Scratch that, he’s the weirdest Hufflepuff Hogwarts has ever seen.

(One thing everyone could agree on: NEVER call Edward Elric short.)

(This is peak Edward Elric and all the best things about him and I'm just having a Good Time. Friendships! Logical solutions! Marauder screentime! And so much More! *bright grin* It's a fun place here!)

[zenith-impact]

Zhongli - Disability

Sorry it took so long. I had like seven different ways I wanted to go with it… and one of them might be turning into my next long fic so… There’s that. Enjoy!

Also I know this is a bit of a doozy xD. 4500 words. My next few requests will be a lot shorter. 

Warnings: One curse word used. Nothing else. 

The first time you and Zhongli met, Zhongli was absolutely certain he had seen you somewhere before. But his mind was unusually - and unnaturally - blank on the matter. How could he remember everything and yet not remember you? 

Then, when he noticed the vision on your hip, it all came back to him. He did remember you. Just a much younger you. An eight-year-old you, climbing the mountains with your father back when the treasure hoarders were less of a threat and more of a nuisance. He’d given you your vision when some rocks had fallen around the pair of you, trapping you against the mountainside. It had been a miracle they hadn’t crushed you in the first place, but with your father stuck on one side and you unable to call out for help, Zhongli had done what seemed right; he gave you a chance to save yourself. And you had on instinct, shoving a hole in the rocks big enough to set yourself free. Zhongli had gone on that day, satisfied that he’d given a vision to the right person. 

But now, somewhere around two decades later, there you were. The more Zhongli looked at you, the more he saw that young child he’d helped so many years ago. Maybe it was in the shape of your eyes or the curve of your nose that mimicked your father’s. Maybe it was that hair that hadn’t seemed to change in all these years. You were, at the very least, taller. About as tall as the gentleman who seemed to be talking to you, hands very firmly planted on the table in front of him. 

Which was odd since Zhongli knew you were deaf. 

You also didn’t look too pleased to be there. 

For a moment, Zhongli considered his options. He hadn’t introduced himself to you before, so it would probably be awkward and unwarranted for him to walk up and interrupt the two of you. Zhongli also knew that he didn’t fully understand human emotions and expressions, so maybe you actually were pleased to be where you were and he was just misunderstanding the situation. Maybe there was some kind of magic that had given you back your hearing and Zhongli had just missed it during his time away from Liyue. 

But when he was about to walk away, your eyes met his and you blinked, lips parting in surprise. That gave him pause. Surprise? You shouldn’t recognize him, yet he felt this strange sensation that you did. Or that you knew him in some other capacity. That he knew for certain wasn’t the case. You had never exchanged words. Never seen each other before this day. 

But then… Why did you look so certain?

After a brief moment of hesitation, Zhongli sighed. With practiced fingers, he signed a very fast Do you require assistance? You blinked again and glanced at your partner. Then, when that man’s eyes had closed for whatever reason, you signed back. 

Yes, please.

It didn’t take many steps to reach the table. The man’s eyes snapped open as Zhongli approached, and his jaw went slack as his head tilted back to meet Zhongli’s gaze. “Hello?” The man said. “Can I…?”

“Do you know sign language?” Zhongli said. 

“What?”

“Well, our companion here cannot speak as you do so I was just curious if…”

“I know full well what they can’t do,” the man huffed. “They can read my lips at least.”

“But a one-sided conversation cannot be that engaging.”

“There’s no point in learning something as silly as sign language,” The man said with a drawl that seemed almost drunken. Zhongli saw you frown from the corner of his eye, but he kept his gaze on the man as he leaned back in his seat. “They are probably the only person in this whole damn city that even needs it.”

“That may or may not be true,” Zhongli said as he put a finger to his chin in thought. “But there is great value in learning different languages, even ones you consider ‘silly’.” 

“Why would I bother for a single date?”

You snorted, looking up at Zhongli. A single date? You signed. I guess that tells me all I need to know. You stood up, propping a bag up over your shoulder. 

“Hey! Where you going?” The man said. 

Somewhere other than here. You signed. Zhongli translated as you shoved the chair under the table, and the man’s face twisted in anger. 

“Hey!” He yelled, slamming his hands down. A few of the women nearby screamed. The men all spun on him. You flinched, taking a long step back. Zhongli smoothly moved in front of you, glaring down the man as the rest of the restaurant seemed to go silent. “Tell them to sit back down,” The man said. 

“I think they should be allowed to do whatever they wish,” Zhongli said, crossing his arms. “Or did you form a contract stating otherwise?”

“Why would I bother with a…?”

“Then I suggest you act with more dignity,” Zhongli interrupted. “If they wish to leave, they may leave.” The man’s eyes narrowed. Zhongli stared back, unbothered. Finally, the man muttered something improper under his breath and stormed out of the restaurant. Zhongli heard you sigh behind him. When he turned around, he thought you looked sad. 

Thank you. 

Zhongli shook his head. I regret that I did not come sooner. 

You smiled. You’re… Hu Tao’s employee, right? Mr. Zhongli?

Zhongli blinked. Ah. Yes, I am.

She talks about you a lot. 

Zhongli didn’t know how you two hadn’t seen each other if you were such good friends with Hu Tao. Then again, Zhongli tried to avoid that child whenever possible. He shuddered at the most recent memory of finding a spider in his tea; one of her more tame pranks. Does she? He paused. Interesting. 

Maybe we should leave, You signed. People are staring. 

Zhongli glanced around. He’d forgotten you were outside a restaurant to begin with. It appears so. I know somewhere we could-

You eagerly nodded. Lead the way. 

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So when did you become so good at sign language?

Zhongli paused before he answered, taking a sip of his tea to hide his thoughts. He’d had thousands of years to learn every language possible. There hadn’t been any deaf gods, but he’d seen and met many deaf humans. The more time he had spent in Liyue, the more he decided it might be a useful skill to pick up. That and it occupied some of his time as a human. Time that, on some days, he sorely needed to fill. But none of that would make any sense to you, nor did he expect you to believe any of it. So instead, he said, “I thought it would be something useful to learn. It seems that I was correct.”

You chuckled as your eyes strayed from his lips back to his eyes. You’d already asked him to speak to you as a ‘normal person’ as you were a master of reading lips. Zhongli had no reason not to believe you, and nobody was paying either of you any mind. The two of you had, however, enjoyed a silent conversation while the storyteller was completing his ‘last’ chapter of his most recent collection of stories. And after hearing all of those stories more than a few times, Zhongli had to admit that filling that time by talking to you had been far more interesting. That was how he learned about your hobbies, favorite food, color, place in Liyue, and why you lived alone. That’s also when he learned how you met Hu Tao, as the two of you had become surprisingly close after the loss of your father. 

She’s been my best friend for a while, but I don’t visit the parlor much. 

Why not?

I don’t believe it’s my calling to walk with the dead. 

He respected you for that too. He understood how hard it was for some people to be around the funeral parlor, especially those who had lost someone so recently. “What is it you do now?”

I’m an adventurer, You signed with pride on your face. 

“Really?”

It’s the least I could do with this vision of mine. You said, gesturing to it on your hip. I don’t take the more dangerous jobs, though. Going out on my own into treasure hoarder or ruin guard territory is pretty dangerous when I can’t hear something sneaking up on me. 

“I’m sure you make plenty of people happy.”

You shrugged. I try to. 

Zhongli wanted to ask more, but then the storyteller started again, picking up right where he left off. But when Zhongli looked back at you, your eyes had yet to leave him, and he couldn’t help but stare at the small, fond smile on your face. So, he signed, What is it you wish to know about me? 

Your conversation got even more lively after that. 

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A part of Zhongli didn’t expect to see you again, no matter how good your conversation had been. But then he realized how easy it would be for Hu Tao to pull the strings, and whether she was setting you up or him didn’t really matter. Soon, he was being sent to places where you always seemed to be, and neither of you was all that surprised. In fact, Zhongli began to look forward to your “impromptu” meetings and found subtle ways to bring you small gifts.

Zhongli was never one to rush into things. But after months of these meetings, he was beginning to wonder if you both wanted something more. Because the Archon, despite his lack of experience with human emotions, was beginning to realize that he had certain… affections for you. 

Of course, there was a small fear that you might not feel the same way. Then there was the age difference. He’d lived for so long. He’d seen and done so many things. Was it right to seek your love when you were, comparatively, so young? If he did want this to be something more serious, he would have to tell you the truth eventually. How would you react, knowing who he was, especially after Rex Lapis “died” months prior?

He felt a light tap on his arm, drawing him out of his thoughts. You gazed at him in concern, but he just smiled and shook his head. “I’m alright.”

You’re distracted,

“I just have a lot to think about.”

You pondered that before singing again. I’m going to be gone for a little while. 

“What for?”

I’m going with a friend on a commission. You smiled. I won’t be gone long. 

“Where to?” He tried to disguise his worry through a mask of interest. You’d never taken commissions outside of Liyue as far as he knew. If you did, you were always back before the end of the night. But if you were with another adventurer, you’d be fine, right?

Right?

I’ll be fine, Zhongli, You signed. We’re just going toward Lingju Pass to look for something another adventurer lost. We’ll probably be back in a day or two at worst, and that’s if they decide to camp out. 

“But the treasure hoarders…”

We’ll keep an eye out. Promise. 

That was the last time he talked to you. And now, four days later, Zhongli was starting to get worried. 

He went to the adventurer’s guild first, only to learn that they were preparing a rescue party to track you and the second adventurer down. But instead of waiting around for them, Zhongli- with Hu Tao’s surprise blessing - set out on his own, marching straight to Lingju Pass with his polearm permanently hovering off his back. He found a campsite that looked like it might have belonged to you halfway there, but he couldn’t be certain. Why didn’t the two of you just come home? Had something happened to you?

Was he too late?

Then he saw it. An odd-looking rock structure jutting out from the mountainside with treasure hoarders gathered below. Immediately, Zhongli knew that something was amiss, especially when they turned to face him with scowls on their faces. “Get lost,” the biggest, possibly the leader, snapped. The other five all spun around, and two crossbow users threw their weapons up ready to shoot. 

“I’m not interested in combat,” Zhongli said simply. 

“Doesn’t matter,” The man said. “Scram.” 

A younger Zhongli would have stood his ground. But the older, wiser Zhongli was more worried about you, and he had a feeling he knew exactly where you were. Keeping his eyes on the treasure hoarders, he moved to the side until they were out of sight. Then, he climbed the mountain, summoning small platforms for his hands and feet as he went. A trivial matter, even without his Gnosis. He was relieved to find that none of the treasure hoarders had bothered to approach the structure from the top of the mountain, not that he thought any of them could actually climb it. He glanced down carefully, but none of them looked up, too caught up in their conversation to care. So, he dropped down on top of the structure and gently moved the rocks of the lid aside. Relief overtook him when he saw you, curled up along the edge with your head buried into your legs. 

The moment light struck you, your head shot up, but he saw the fear vanish from your eyes the moment you saw him. Zhongli. You mouthed as he dropped into the cylinder and closed the top back most of the way. You’d been smart in this thing’s creation, allowing just enough openings for air and light, but not enough that anyone without a vision could break through. Though he worried you had been here for far too long, as your hair was a mess and you looked much paler than he remembered.  

What happened? He signed. 

She left me. He could sense the bitterness in the way your face twisted and your hands shook. We found the missing item then the treasure hoarders showed up. 

And she ran from you?

You nodded. We could’ve run together, but she just… I don’t know. You wrapped your arms tighter around your legs and rested your chin on your knees.

How long have you been here? A pause. Then, you reluctantly raised two of your fingers. Zhongli’s eyes widened. Two days? You nodded. He swallowed a sudden burst of rage. That was plenty of time for the other girl to have reported you missing, yet she hadn’t. Had she run off with the object you were looking for instead of returning it? Even then, she could have hidden it away, claimed you never found it, and still sent someone to help you. 

I don’t know what the treasure hoarders want, You said, your face miserable. Every time I peer out, someone’s standing there. Two of them tried to shoot at me when I tried to read their lips. I haven’t bothered since. 

They might think you still have whatever it is your friend stole. 

Or they just want me. 

That had crossed his mind too, but he hadn’t wanted to admit it. If they learned you didn’t have the item they were looking for, maybe he could convince them to leave. If they just wanted you… well… There was really only one option. One that Zhongli wasn’t too thrilled about. 

Come with me. I'll get you home safely.

You’re going to fight them?

If I must. 

But… You paused, then sighed. I’m sorry. 

This isn’t your fault. 

It feels like it is. You signed. I never should have left Liyue.

How were you supposed to know your friend was going to abandon you?

What would she have done anyway? She doesn’t have a vision. She couldn’t have fought them.  

You can’t blame yourself. 

And yet here I am, trapped in a prison of my own making. 

Zhongli reached out, brushing the back of your hand with his thumb. A part of him wanted to reach out and embrace you. To promise you that everything would be okay. Because deep down, he knew it would be. But actions spoke louder than words, and he knew now was the time to show it. Drop me out, but stay here until I’m done.

Zhongli…

Promise me, He signed. 

… I promise. You were reluctant, and he wasn’t quite sure why. Wasn’t being rescued a good thing? Why did you look so pained? 

He’d figure it out later. 

Drop me down. 

Just drop you?

Yes. 

Again, you looked reluctant, but you nodded as you put your hand on the floor. He was more than prepared when a hole opened up beneath him and dropped gracefully in front of the treasure hoarders. He was pleased when he found his knees didn’t hurt him nearly as much as he thought they would. He stood up straight and returned his attention to the startled men and their two crossbows. “What are you…” The bigger one’s frown turned feral. “You’ve been with that bitch.”

“I’d prefer if you did not call my friend such fowl names,” Zhongli said. He noticed that one of the crossbow men was already shaking. Good. He could take him out last then, as his aim wouldn’t be worth anything anyway. “Now I suggest you leave before you suffer the fate of the rock.”

Unsurprisingly, the men didn’t move. Somewhat surprisingly, they started laughing. “You hear that, boys?” The leader said. “This old man thinks he can take us.”

Zhongli held back a scoff. His body didn’t look nearly as old as he could have made it. And an insult like that was almost a compliment. “This is your last warning,” He said simply, summoning his polearm and spinning it to the side. The second crossbow man took a few steps back. This too, satisfied Zhongli. The more afraid those two were, the easier this would be. 

The largest man pulled a hammer off his back. “I ain’t leaving without the treasure.”

“Your treasure is far gone.”

“That girl up there has it.”

“You are incorrect.”

The man frowned. “That’s why she trapped herself up there.”

“She put herself up there because you won’t leave.”

“Because she has our treasure!”

Zhongli sighed. Arguing with this rabble was getting him nowhere. And the leader seemed to notice this too, for he charged without any fanfare, raising his weapon to strike at Zhongli’s head. Zhongli dodged to the side and tossed his spear forward, vanishing. He reappeared next to one of the crossbow users as stone spears rained down between them, knocking down the few shovel holders in between. The crossbow user screamed, but Zhongli took him out with a single strike to the stomach, making sure to only hit with the blunt side of his polearm. It was more of an inconvenience, yes, but he wasn’t out to kill any humans- he’d long since promised not to do that unless absolutely necessary. 

But seeing his mercy only made the other men bolder. He dodged a blast of dirt from a man wielding a shovel and knocked down the second crossbowman with an easy swipe. Two other men prepared to throw bottles of some kind, but Zhongli hit both out of the air before dashing forward a second time. He took down the first of these men - he was dressed in purple - by swiping him off his feet. The second ran, and Zhongli let him. 

Three to go. 

“This is pointless,” The hammer man said in frustration. 

“Yes, it is,” Zhongli replied. “Now leave.”

Instead, the hammer man charged a second time. This time, Zhongli met him head on, stabbing his spear into the ground, then kicking it under the man’s arms. The angle was a bit awkward and left behind some light wounds, but Zhongli knew the man would live as he stumbled backward, holding his stomach. The other two immediately lost their confidence, glancing at each other as if they were unsure what to do. “Leave,” Zhongli said again. He wasn’t one to make idle threats.

The two shovel men’s eyes widened and they took off. “Hey!” Hammer man yelled. “Wait!” He stumbled after them, and Zhongli watched until he was too far away to cause any more problems. He turned to climb back up the cliffside, but you were already peering down through the hole you made. He held his arms out, hoping that conveyed what he wanted to say. He was relieved when you got it, turning so your feet went out first before hopping down into his arms. Zhongli did hear a small squeak when you landed and watched in slight amusement as you pulled your hands away from your face. “Did you think I would drop you?”

… No. 

Zhongli chuckled as he sat you down. “Liyue isn’t far from here. We can get back before nightfall.” You nodded. Then you leaped into his arms and wrapped your own around his neck. He managed to catch you but stumbled back a bit out of surprise. But when he heard a quiet sob, he couldn’t help but relax and hug you back. He tapped your chin and you looked up at him. “You’re safe now.” 

You pulled away, wiping your eyes as you smiled. Thank you.

You walked home together then, and Zhongli found that he didn’t mind the silence.  

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It wasn’t until a few weeks later that Zhongli finally had the chance to process his feelings. And it all started with Hu Tao. 

“What are you doing here?” Hu Tao said as she slammed her hands on the table and glared at him. 

“Completing my work,” Zhongli said. 

“Oh please,” Hu Tao rolled her eyes. “We have nothing to do.”

“There is plenty to do,” Zhongli said. “Paperwork…”

“Oh don’t you start,” Hu Tao said. “Get out”

“But…”

“Go!” She jabbed her finger toward the door. “And don’t come back until late tomorrow.” 

And that’s how Zhongli ended up on the streets of Liyue in the middle of the night. Even more importantly, that’s how he found you. 

Hello stranger, You signed with a smile. Ever since he’d rescued you from the treasure hoarders, you’d seen each other almost every day. You’d even gone to each other’s homes a few times for tea. Zhongli was pleasantly surprised at your general tea knowledge. Still,  he was more than happy to share his knowledge and you always gave him your full attention.

“Good evening,” He said with a slight bow. You moved forward for a hug, but stopped yourself, blushing. Zhongli chuckled and gently pulled you in with one arm. It had taken him a while to get used to these “public displays of friendship” as Hu Tao called them, but nobody was paying either of you any mind. And when you did pull away, Zhongli felt his heart clench ever so slightly in his chest. 

“I have something to tell you,” Zhongli said. You tilted your head. “But I’m not sure you’ll believe me.”

You blinked slowly, confused. Why wouldn’t I believe you?

“Because most people think it impossible.”

Nothing is really impossible!

“This is slightly different, my Lily.” He paused after that, surprised by how casually he’d called you that name. But when he went to apologize, he realized you were beaming as if it were the biggest compliment in the world. 

Lily, You signed. I like that name. 

“It is… a name I once used long ago,” He admitted as he gazed out over the water. Now was not the time to dive into old memories. Yet, he couldn’t help but imagine the face of his long-lost love; the same woman who would be smiling down upon him now if she saw him with you. 

You tapped his shoulder. Because of the Glaze Lilies?

“Yes,”

I’m sure anyone would love to be compared to such a beautiful flower. You signed. But what is it you wanted to tell me? 

Zhongli paused, gazing back out at the water. This was a delicate situation. He knew that better than anyone. Telling you the truth meant welcoming potential rejection or disbelief. You might walk away thinking of him as someone insane or accuse him of lying. He didn’t think you would tell anyone else - not that there were many people you could tell his secret to - but it was still a risk. One he knew he had to take. 

So, he turned back toward you and, very carefully, signed, My name is Morax, but you may better know me as Rex Lapis. 

You blinked again. Once. Twice. Both in slow succession. You looked confused as if you thought you hadn’t interpreted him right. But that’s… You paused, dropping your hands to your sides as you stared at him. Zhongli held your gaze, even though he was sweating inside. Everything felt warm. His clothes were suddenly too tight. He swore the crowd was staring at the both of you, even though a quick glance around completely disproved that theory. And you had met far off to the side where nobody would wander by anyway. 

You’re an Archon? 

That wasn’t quite the question he expected, but one he was willing to answer. Yes, though I am not as powerful as I once was. 

You snorted. You fought those treasure hoarders off no problem. And that's not full strength? 

Yes. 

You shook your head and Zhongli wished he could read your mind. Did you believe him? Did you not? Were you simply humoring him with every intention to run the moment you found your opening? He didn’t know, and the world further closed around him. Anxiety, he recalled, a feeling he rarely felt. But with you…

That explains how you know so much, You signed slowly, pondering. You’ve been here since the beginning, haven’t you?

Long before then. 

But why me? You signed. Why now? 

Because I… He sighed. I… care very deeply for you. 

You froze again, eyes wide, and Zhongli thought he’d overstepped. But before he could backtrack, you reached out and took his hand with both of your own. And you simply held it there, raised between your chests as you stared into his eyes with an intensity he hadn’t seen from you before. But he could guess what you were thinking: I believe you. And when you dropped his hand back by his side, you signed a quick, Thank you. 

For?

Telling me the truth. 

But…?

You chuckled. No buts. I... I feel the same way but wasn’t sure how to tell you. You looked away for a moment. But an Archon… I’m nothing compared to you. 

Don’t say that, Zhongli signed. You’re everything to me. 

After another long pause in which he thought this heart might burst out of his chest, you carefully signed, May I? 

He wasn’t quite sure what you were talking about. Then you pointed between your lips and his and he couldn’t hide the blush. “Yes.” He said smiling softly. When you leaned in and kissed him, even if only for a moment, Zhongli was certain that his heart belonged to you.

[youneedsomeprompts]

I became a writer one day.

There was a time when I was feeling really down during the last three months of 2020. It was hectic and was probably the most saddest months of my life.

The only last string of happiness that gave way to my depressed mental state was when I started reading Lout of Count's Family.

I had enjoyed myself and was so engrossed with the novel and manhwa that I have never felt so deeply enchanted towards a story and a character before.

During the start of the year I have distanced myself with a bunch of people and I may or may not have hurt a few of them along the way. The only given comfort I could have, as I tried to move on from the issues I have been fighting from within, was through reading the novel and gaining online friends in discord.

It was all so much fun!! So many talented artists and apparently a LOT of those authors I have read fanfics about TCF/LCF (like those big big names whose fics had a bunch of hits and kudos) where practically living in the server.

Oh man the joy I had was intense when I realized I was actually mingling and talking to them. I was just at awe with how their thought process worked, how they articulated those details and plots in their writing, and seeing them creating AU's in the AU's channel whether it be fluff or angst or crack or a mix of the three XD. I was reading and chatting with them live and it felts so surreal to have read so many different alternate universes and stories created on the spot.

So main point.

One day, as I was craving for more fics of my otp, AlbeCale (I love these two so much), I tried asking in one of the channels in  the server if there were any new ones, because apparently I have read everything already in ao3. However, I did not expect a magnificent coin named Penny, a beautiful fruit named Mango, a fancy potato called Fancipotato, a sweet purple dragon named Miru, the Boss of our server, Boss Ren and a bunch more writers would tell me something that would change my life for the better

"If you can't find what you want, write it yourself~"

"You don't know until you try! You can just write and not post it if you want!"

"Join us!"

"Just write down ideas you have and who knows maybe it will evolve into an oneshot and before you know it a multichapter au!"

"Ohhhh!!! You should try writing!! I highly encourage just to try even if you don't think it's good because it's fun, therapeutic."

It still gets me laughing whenever I recalled my past self, who after creating a username and wrote 3 chapters in, posted in two days immediately. That was when the Boss Ren, Mango and my beta partner Butter, gave me a looong lecture at that moment XD I didn't know what was 'spacing' and that it was better to set schedules. And they were also kind enough to tell those things  to me so I wouldn't have a burnt out.

I was just so new to everything, heck I haven't even written a fanfic before in my life, never even read fics/ original stories in wattpad or ao3 before I found my love for the novel. (This novel has also been the third story I've read when I only mostly bury myself with manhwas/mangas)

It ended well and I have learned so many things along the way. My writing has greatly improved because of the people I have conversed with for the past 4 months. I have these tiny gremlins named Aster, Polka and Elli who are with me in a private server made Crypt who always seemed to persuade me in creating more plot to the story. These damn little enablers where the reason why the story is still not stopping anytime soon... (but they are a blessing and I would kill for them)

Crazy thing here is, if I told my past self who was still down in the dumps back in 2020 that I was writing in 2021 she would probably say,

"No shitting way!"

So enough backstory, since I've explained the depth of how I was just a beginner writer with no experience whatsoever, I am proud of where I am standing right now.

To think I have found this magical outlet to release my stress and to feed myself when I am craving for 'food' for the heart and soul at the same time. I have met so many kind humans down in the comment section who believes, supports and loves my first fic. I won't ever shut up about my this fic everywhere because the moment I posted that story was the day I felt somewhat lighter, satisfied and... well free.

To my past self who wouldn't stop crying her tears every night inside the bedroom, you'll be surprised to know that I'm already at the 20th chapter of the first fic I've written with 100,000 words count. (And I'm not even halfway done with the plot) I have garnered 2k kudos which I'm pretty sure you wouldn't even believe, knowing you were just a reader and did not think you'd be a writer.

I was unexpectedly influenced in the pursuit of the vast horizon of writing where I still can't see the end, but I'm enjoying every bits and parts of the journey.

In simpler terms, I am happier now. Why? Because I became a writer one day.

Thank you for sharing! It is great to see which healing effect writing can have. And how awesome what successes and affirmation you've already received! I wish you the best for your future writing!

Share your writing success! (x)

[verecunda]

WIP Meme

Tagged by @nocompromise-noregrets. Thankee, m’dear! I do like the gist of this one. It seems most therapeutic. XD

List the titles/filenames/descriptions of your WIPs and tell us a little bit about them/wail about them/beg for inspiration/whatever you want! Then tag some people for a no-obligation mutual wailing/cheering/complaining session!

Well, I’ve got two exchange assignments on the go (Chocolate Box and My Slashy Valentine), so I can’t really talk about them. Progress on both is rather... ahahahaha. XD As for the others...

Caranthir/Haleth - Yule

OH GOD IT WON’T END. WHY WON’T IT END?? I started writing it near the start of December and it’s still going. The original spark for this idea was just a short little exchange - Haleth explaining to Caranthir about the midwinter customs of the Haladin: lighting fires to encourage to sun to come back out of the dark, and getting a bit defensive, saying basically, “No doubt you think that sounds very twee.” To which Caranthir has a very vivid memory of the terror that gripped everyone at the Darkening of Valinor, and tells her in no uncertain terms that he thinks their customs are very reasonable. (Do the Elves of Middle-earth even know the nature of the sun and the moon at this point? They can probably guess Yavanna managed to salvage something from the Trees, but the Noldor were long gone before they were crafted.) Anyway, it kind of snowballed, and there’s been Yuletide feasting and dancing and heartfelt talks about family and loss etc, and at the last check-in they both had one too many and now they’ve Done It, and now they’re both wondering what might happen if she gets pregnant? could she get pregnant? can Eldar and Edain breed together? what would be the political ramifications if she got pregnant? (My H & C appear to be terminally practical like that!)

I just... I just wanted to write something short and fluffy and Christmassy, but now we’re halfway through January and I’ve still not finished the first draft. Just wait, I’ll end up posting this thing in like mid-July or something, because the fucker just WON’T END. 😫

Wherein the Worship of the Whole World Lies

(When in doubt, grub up a random Shakespeare quote for a title.) This is actually the first Angbang fic I started writing, back in *checks* October, but I’ve not actually made much progress beyond the halfway point. Mostly because from there it’s pretty much fierce dirtybadwrong smut, and my smut muse has apparently taken a sabbatical. (Which bodes well for my MSV assignment, which may well call for some sexytiems. >.>)

I have quite a few other Sauron-centric/Angbang pieces floating about my head: Melkor’s (not so) triumphant return to Angband, a possible follow-up to Beguiled by One, and a wee something about the crafting of Annatar. But since I’ve not written a word of them yet, they’re still nice mental images that aren’t giving me any trouble. :P

Legolas/Gimli - post-LOTR, Hobbit

A very exciting working title, I know. XD I wrote the beginning of this one last year, but I’m turning my attention back to it. Originally the idea was pretty simply: after LOTR, Legolas and Gimli go back to see their kin, and everyone is Scandalised™ by their relationship. Decidedly movie!verse, since I really want to have Gimli and Tauriel hitting it off right away, and Legolas being like “oh god, this is going to end so badly for me.” XD

But as I was thinking about it, I could see there was potential to explore lots of more emotional themes. Like Legolas seeing the damage done to Mirkwood during the battles there, and having a real heart to heart with his father about love and his place in the world etc. Then there’s the fact that Gimli will surely have to grieve for the death of Dáin, and he’ll also have to pass on the news about the loss of Balin and co. in Moria. I was throwing some ideas about with my sister the other day, and we agreed it would probably make for a better story if Legolas and Gimli aren’t an item at the beginning after all, but that all these other things help lead them to realise their true feelings.The idea is pretty irresistible, but… uh… there’s a lot of ground to cover, and it’ll almost certainly run into at least a few chapters, which… THIS IS WHY I ONLY WRITE ONE-SHOTS. I CANNOT DO PLOTS, I DO NOT DO PLOT, WHAT IS PLOT????

So, yeah, if anyone wants to hold my hand through this one, I’ll be very grateful indeed. X’D

That’s all for fanfiction. As far as original fiction goes:

Heartwood Abbey

The gothic ghost story thingy. Still redrafting this damn thing, though to be quite honest, I’ve not so much as glanced at it since before Christmas. >.> But I’d like to get it finally done and move on. My family keep going, “You should try to get it published!” which… lol, no. The entire thing is made of cliché and Easter eggs. That was always the point. I’ve had fun with it, it’s made me much more confident about my ability to see a story through to the end, and I’d like to make it the best I can before I draw a line under it. But just… lol, no.

The Votadini novel

Still in the research and planning stage for this one really, but I think I’ve got all the major plot threads sorted out. (Though that’ll undoubtedly change the minute I start writing in earnest. XD) As the title suggests, it’ll centre around the Votadini tribe of East Lothian and their place in that oh-so-volatile northern frontier of Roman Britain. I can’t help but feel there must have been quite a lot of times when their leaders felt that they were walking a very tricky tightrope, especially when war flared up between the Romans and the more northerly tribes. I’ve got a good idea of the main characters and all the various conflicts - but I still have no idea if that brooding Damnonii king actually has any bearing on things, or if he belongs in another story. Hopefully he’ll let me know soon. XD

I tag: @bryndeavour, @themalhambird, @di-daydreamer, @imakemywings, and anyone else who needs to scream a bit about their WIPs. :D

[kenrik]

I’ve written a lot of GoUta fics,

Sharing all of them here would take forever. So, just sharing my favorites!

First and foremost, however, I want to say that I adore, absolutely adore (and find myself always re-reading!) onemoreword’s works. These fics are the pinnacle of everything I could want from GoUta. The world this author has created, the grasp they have of the characters -

onemoreword’s writing is simple and straightforward, yet so beautiful, so haunting. They’re the best for me, in a ship with so many awesome authors and stories already. UwU

PrettyKittyLuvsU also holds a special place in my heart! 

Their fics are just so pure and deep. Mine’s are really just surface, just to get me through my brainrot fics. 🤣 I’m trying to write stories with deeper insight into the characters in canon, but, it’s taking me forever to build a story. The rules set by the JJK world, their dynamics, the tone I want to achieve of their relationship, are all so tedious to factor in. Most of what I’ve written are AUs and fluff because I just put in the bickering and teasing and call it a day. xD

I’m trying with Still Blue, This Black Sky, but it’s a new fic. And I’ve just come up with a plot. I’m only updating once I have a draft of the entire story. Posting without one is a pain, I lost my way a lot with 01 and Cast Away. 

I also reread my fics! I write fanfics after all, so I can read my HCs. Hahahaha

So, if you happen to find my fics fun to read too, we’re in the same boat! xD

Ao3 says I’ve written 21 JJK stories. 🤣🤣

This shipper’s brainrot is too real, too potent. 🤣🤣 I can’t even with my self.  🤣🤣  

Here are my favorite stories to reread - 

1. Drinking Parties - Canon-Compliant, Funny

A series of oneshots following GoUta go from bar to bar. 

And now, there they were. At their drinking party. The drinking party where Gojo said everyone would be going to. It would be fun, he told her. Everyone would have a such a blast, he said.

Honestly, Utahime could only blame herself for being foolish enough to believe him.

This damn idiot. She thought with a glare as she slammed her mug of beer on the table.

"You're really mad." Gojo looks at her with a curiosity. "Why?"

Why? Utahime seethed. "Where the hell is everyone?!" She threw her glass at him. And his infinity just catapulted it away and made a shattering mess on the floor.

"That wasn't nice, Utahime." He shakes his head at her. "It's that time of the month, huh?"

Utahime flushes red the next second. And with an embarrassed cry, she reached out for Gojo's very own glass and flung it at him as well.

"You're paying!" She screamed at him in finality when she's gotten tired of his stupid infinity. And she drops back to her seat and yells for the waitress to serve them a round of beer.

"Drink!" She barks at him when he was just playing with his glass. "Drinking party, my ass." She grumbles to the rim of her mug. And she downed her drink in one go.

2. The Clearing - Series of AUs, Japanese Folklore AU, Samurai AU, Pirate AU

A series of AUs covering soulmates over the course of history.

(Pirate AU)

They were cruising in the high seas when Satoru was leaning on his back against a wooden pillar, idly sharpening his knife. He was whistling to himself when a crew member walks up to him with an anxiousness about him.

"Um, captain," He didn't know what to say; how to say it. "I think I found a stowaway."

Satoru turned to him with a dangerous twitch in his eye.

"What?" He spits with a venom.

And in the next instant, a woman in menswear was thrown before him at the deck.

He took it as a personal offense that anyone dared board his ship without his express approval. Let alone a woman. He spat at her gall. He would have her head, he thinks to himself in a growing spite.

"The sharks are going to be full today." He tells his crew coldly as he looked at the woman who didn't dare face him, whose angry gaze was directed to the wooden floorboards.

"Have any final words before you die?" He asks her to make peace with her inevitable demise.

And when she doesn't speak, Satoru just waves a lazy hand, signaling to his crew to just get it over with.

But before anyone could touch the woman, she speaks in a low voice, "I'll do anything."

Satoru turns to her with a confusion, with a raised brow.

"What?"

And she suddenly looks up at faces him with a fierce glare in her eyes.

"I'll do anything! So, let me stay on board!" She cries. And her hands clench against the wooden boards; the smell of the ocean consuming her; the adventure she's yearned for her whole life was so close she could taste it. "Let me stay!"

Satoru leans back, surprised.

Then, he starts to smile a sinister smile.

"Do you even know what you're saying?"

Utahime clenches her jaw.

"Do you have any idea where we're going?" He laughs at her dryly and crouches down at her; his face patronizing.

"You won't last a day with us."

"You'll get raped."

"You'll get killed."

"You might even just stub your toe and start crying for your mom." He laughs at how ridiculous she was.

Then, he pokes her cheek with the dull end of his knife.

"Don't be stupid."

I can’t even begin to say how much I love this Pirate AU. I love all the AUs in this story. I love everything I write honestly, even if it’s just plain crack. xD 

But, they’re just so cute in this AU. I love them so much. And I owe readers a sequel.... 🤣🤣

3. the most valuable relationship to a sorcerer is friendship - Canon-Compliant, Friends at a wedding, Have a serious conversation, about their life as sorcerers

Uta and Satoru find themselves attending the wedding of a mutual friend. 

He finds her in a bar alone, nursing a drink. And when her gaze drifts from her beverage to him, she almost spits out her drink.

"What are you doing here?!" She cried at him in dismay. And Gojo just chuckled as he approached her.

"You don't have to be so mad about it." He tells her with a small smile. "I'm on vacation."

"You take vacations?" She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Occasionally." Gojo grins at her. "Rarely." He adds. And Utahime frowns at him when he eventually says, "Mostly never."

"You here for the wedding?"

And he laughs again when Utahime just turns away with a deep sigh.

"I am." She sips her drink. And, she fights back the twitch in her eye when Gojo takes the empty seat next to her.

"Shall we go together, then?"

Utahime turns to frown at him.

"You think I came here alone?" She hisses at him in disbelief.

And Gojo just smiles at her. "Didn't you?" Then, he laughs when Utahime relents.

"Fine." She sighs. "I still can't accept that out of everyone I know, I run into you, you of all people, in Hawaii." She groaned to the heavens. And Gojo just chuckles. "In Hawaii, Gojo. Why?" She cried to the heavens for an answer. Why did they have to keep torturing her?

"Must have been something you did in a past life." Gojo offers with a laugh, resting his cheek on the palm of his hand.

Beside him, Utahime's face soured.

4. Sweet - Modern AU, Barista Utahime, Cafe Shop

Uta is worried about the health of one of her regulars. 

"I can't, in good conscience, serve you anymore bubble tea."

"You took an oath or something?" He smirks. "Not to over serve poor salarymen with a sweet tooth?"

Utahime raises a brow and bites back her laugh.

"So," The man leaned over the counter with his smile, looking down at the selection of drinks in the menu laid on the bar. "What would you recommend I get?"

"An americano." She simply tells him and slips cups for a previous order into the plastic melder to seal them.

"All right." The patron smiles, too wide, and too familiar for Utahime's liking.

What was wrong with this guy, she couldn't help but frown in discomfort.

"But, add three tablespoons of honey." The man adds, and laughs at the look of disbelief on Utahime's face. "What? Honey's not sugar."

"It is..." Utahime couldn't believe this guy. "Whatever." She sighs and prepares his order. But, instead of the three spoonfulls of honey, she put a single teaspoon.

And when he drinks it in front of her, she laughs out loud at the disgusted, sour look on his face. And he demanded she give him five packets of sugar.

5. Immature - Canon-Compliant, Gojo “teasing” Utahime, First Meeting, Childhood GoUta

Uta finally meets the kid with the Six Eyes. 

When the family before them leaves, when they're presented as the Iori house, Utahime is fuming red. But she bites her tongue and keeps her mouth shut in respect for her parents, for her relatives around her.

And when she sees how the six year old looked at her condescendingly, slouched forward on his seat, looking at her with his calculating eyes, seemingly appraising her; she starts to shake in a growing rage.

Then, he smirks. The six year old smirks at her.

And something inside her snaps when he tells her, when he chuckles and tells her,

"Did you know?" He smirks at her with a chuckle in his lips. "Did you know you're so weak?"

Red with rage, before her mother could stop her again, Utahime cries out and angrily grabs the empty juice box in front of her; and she throws it at the six year old; hitting him square on the face.

And he flushes. In an instant, he flushes red. A very, very angry, humiliated red.

"Utahime?!" Her mother cried out in dismay.

And Utahime had to be dragged out before she could get her claws at the six year old and set him straight.

6. Red, Blue, and The Purple Moon - Canon-compliant, Post-Shibuya Incident Arc, GoUta living together, Powerless Gojo

GoUta play house.

"Wow," She mouthed, not noticing how Gojo's face paled. "I actually got to hit you for once." She unconsciously ruffled the hair on the top of his head, making the strongest sorcerer twitch in annoyance.

"I can actually hit you, now." She suddenly gripped his head with some force. And Gojo could only look in horror at the murderous glint in her eyes.

"Utahime..." He tries to laugh it off, the growing tension in the air. And he tries to take Utahime's hands in his, tries to pull her hands off him, when Utahime suddenly looks down at him with a demented glare on her face and started chuckling.

"Gojo," She smiles at him sinisterly. "Do you remember," Her hands started to trail down from his hair, from his face to his neck. "Do you remember how you've been calling me weak since we've known each other?"

Gojo tries to smile back, tries to laugh with her; "Of course," He forces a chuckle. "We have our fun, Utahime!"

"Fun?!" Gojo sees the murderous glint flash in her eyes too late. And the next thing he knew, Utahime started choking him and shaking him like there was no tomorrow.

This is my first fic. I’ve had to rewrite this a lot, since I’m learning so much more about their world and the characters. Still, I really love this. I love the fact that Gojo is powerless. HAHAHA. I will definitely find myself editing this fic again. But I love it already as is. 

While I love No Love and 01, and all the other fics, I do not like angst. Just thinking about how it’ll hurt later on is just so painful. I don’t know what’s up with people and pain, but those who’ve read my stories seem to prefer angst. The heck. 🤣 Isn’t JJK canon enough pain for you guys? 🤣🤣

[teecupangel]

Anon from last night:

Nah, I was not the anon who asked about a kink with Basim*.

I would send in a fic prompt about top!Desmond and bottom!Ezio but I have no actual ideas atm, it’s just a concept in my brain, but if I think of something I’ll send it.

If I could send a gif to convey how I felt about your smutty!headcanons it would be a gif of the end of the Actual Cannibal Shia Labeouf Music video, when Shia give the one person standing ovation. *chefs kiss*. (I forgot to mention that altdes is also my ac otp last night). Everything that you put down I picked it up and was like ‘yes yes good’ and put it in my pocket like a shiny rock.

*ok, so like, to be honest (and adhd over shared mood activated), I haven’t played very many ac games. I’ve only completed ac1, and I played half of ac4 and then watched my brother beat it. I have watched other people play bits and pieces of other games, but I honestly know nothing about the newer games. That being said, I did in fact read your Desmond #destroys Basim fic and it was very very good, #goodsoup (why am I in an old memes mood today oof). I really liked how you did the whole Desmond (clone? Half?) and his Ancestors thing that was really good, and kinky and nice.

Mmm, one more thing before I go! Thanks for letting me know about the whole won’t post an ask if you ask thing, it’s really good to know! (I don’t….. need that for this ask, unless you just don’t feel like answering it🤣🤣🤣🤣).

Take your time with your prompt, nonny :)

Hahahaha, I'm glad you enjoy my headcanons. I had fun writing them.

Yeah, I can understand why some people don't play all the AC games. Honestly, AC wiki is a good site for summary (and TVTropes too).

Since we're sharing our AC games experience (long rant ahead), the first time I played Assassin's Creed was at my best friend's place and she just gave me the controller and told me to whack people with a broom as Ezio while... I think we were waiting for her printer to finish printing our report or something? I don't remember anymore, all I remember was my main idea of Assassin's Creed before was that I can whack guards with a broom that sounds like a freaking hammer. We were in college then and I was a pure 'JRPG' purist back then so I was really confused by what this game was supposed to be. I know it was related to Prince of Persia in some way and the only reason why I know about Prince of Persia back then was because I watched my brother play all the games on the PS2. How times have changed, hahaha. Anyway, it would be a couple of years before I even actually play AC1 and AC2, then half of AC Brotherhood before dropping it, only coming back like maybe 3 years ago to play the entirety of Syndicate and its DLCs because my childhood friend suggested I would love the Victorian-era setting (I did) and I've been buying AC games either 2nd hand or when it goes super cheap in PSN as they've been part of my backlog since my best friend was a huge fan (she stopped playing after AC3 though XD) so I have all of them just gathering (digital) dust. The truth is, I finished AC Brotherhood to Valhalla only like... last year. From September last year to January this year, in fact. While it's never too late to play the other games, I'm not going to tell you to play them if you don't have the time or if there are any games that you want to play more. I do believe that if you can't play a game, watching let's play (with or without commentary) is an okay alternative and sometimes you can let it play while maybe grinding on the game you're currently playing. (just, FYI, all of the AC games except AC1 are available for free if you are subscribed to PS+... I think the 2nd tier at least? Ezio's Trilogy to Valhalla is free in PS+ as far as I know.)

Anyway, back to the Basim fic. Thank you! I really enjoyed writing about Desmond (considering the narration calls the ancestors 'shades', I think it's okay to call him Desmond's shade as well) and his questionable relationship with the other shades.

No problem! And I like answering asks so, yeah, I'm posting this hahahaha

[thesunicarusfellfor]

I found you through your Mortal Of Gold fic, and like many others I'm just enamored by it. You wouldn't happen to have any more ideas or headcanons for this AU, would you? I would love to see this idea/world expanded on! (Hope you don't mind if I give myself an icon. Bold enough to talk, but not enough to do it off anon- 💟)

I just gave happy squealing noises for a few minutes because I REAAAALLY want to talk about what I have planned! Also Hi <3 anon! (Sorry, computer atm)

Dream himself was originally going to be a god with XD being a god of gods, and George was supposed to be the high priest, but then I realized that a god having a higher god complex would complicate things further. Plus George wouldn’t exactly rob someone.

The Upperlands (which will basically be explained when the reader wakes up) is basically like Palutena’s Temple/Skyworld map from Smash. GUESS WHERE I GOT MY LOVE OF ICARUS FROM.

Speaking of Upperlands, there is a Lowlands, but it won’t be expanded upon too much?

Chat’s voice in Philza’s mind actually sounds like multiple voices at once and it’s hard for anyone but Phil to understand. Hence why Chat isn’t seen talking to anyone else, they are trying to, they just can’t understand the bird.

Techno can take control of the minds of his ‘Millionaires’, which is what happened in the first chapter with the gold and red eyes.

Chat, and the voices bully their gods. A lot. It's great.

Tubbo was going to be the god of Pollenation and Loyalty.

Tommy was originally going to be a mortal as well, but I decided against it last moment. Literally, I was going to post the story then I rewrote it.

I use it/its pronouns for Chat because there were too many places where using they/them sounded as if I was talking about the reader

the reason the reader was in a white and red outfit was because Phil and Techno argued about wanting them in the gods’ respective colours. Techno just grabbed the outfit from Phil and dunked the lower half in crimson dye. (surprisingly it was dye and not blood)

XD has a god god complex. He’s a god. That believes he is a god amongst gods, that’s just a better god. 

Every dsmp character will have an interaction with the reader at some point. One of my favourite interactions that I have planned is BBH and the Reader talking. BBH is one of the gods of the Lowlands.

Originally this was supposed to be set in modern times with a Wiccan reader, but I couldn’t figure out how to continue it. So it’s kinda set in Egypt?

Yes, the reader did have a family.

Chat is actually the souls of the children and mortals that Philza protected over the years that died of old age.

Mumza, Kristen, is actually involved in this story! (She is the Goddess of Void and Death) But she is only a motherly figure to the souls travelling to the afterlife, which is why she is called Mumza. She has no correlation with Philza.

To be honest I actually don’t know how much to write without giving things away!

[dean-you-assbutt-cas-loves-you]

I saw in your tags that there’s some old destiel fic you like on ffn. Do you have any recs ? :)

omg I haven’t been on there in years! like last time I read anything on there was like in 2014 lmao xD

32 fics total - I just checked and all of them are still up...there’s like 30+ more that I bookmarked that isn’t on the list cuz I’m not sure if they’re destiel fics or not so I gotta re-read them

all the ones below are fics that I’ve recced before in the past

1. All Angels Need Their Wings - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 29,784 (2012)

Dean never thought that Castiel would ever return. And when he did, he came in a very unexpected way, a very horrifying way. SLASH Castiel/Dean. Wing-Kink. Takes place in season 7. AU.

2. Heart Trouble - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 74,320 (2011)

Dean's having a harder and harder time of denying what he feels for a certain blue-eyed friend of his. And it's making him a little ornery, and a lot confused.

3. It Hurts - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 29,963 (2013)

Inspired by the S9 Trailer Cas had watched the angels fall and with them, his self worth. Now human facing the challenges of navigating mortality he also tries to find a place for himself in this new world. It is a hope he has to find without the Winchesters, without Dean. So now he runs, from both Heaven, Hell and from Dean. 

4. Small Problem - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 13,310 (2011)

A cursed artifact has made Castiel miniature, it's amusing for the Winchesters at first until they realize he might stay that way forever. Slash Dean/Castiel Please R&R

5 My Broken Angel - RATING: M | LENGTH: 24,999 (2010)

When Castiel disappears from his vessel, Dean is concerned. But when Castiel reappears and seems to avoid him, Dean is heartbroken. Set mid-season 5. 

6. A Hand - RATING: M | LENGTH: 23,474 (2010)

Dean/Cas, multichapter, slight AU. Dean's busy trying to re-soulify his brother, but Cas needs help. Maybe it's time Dean gave it to him. Ch. 15: Dean glared indignantly. "I find the term 'lovebirds' to be offensive. We prefer to be called 'sex-falcons.'" 

7. Saving Grace - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 38,602 (2010)

With everything that was going wrong in Dean's life, it took him a while to realize that the person close to him that really needed the most help was Castiel. 

8. Candy - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 98,068 (2013)

The Fall from Heaven changed everything. The supernatural no longer hidden. Angels roaming the planet. Sam and Dean's immediate concerns were on a smaller scale. What do you do with the former King of Hell? Where is Castiel?... Destiel/Mute!Human!Cas/Angst!Dean

9. Dude, Dean Looks Like a Lady - RATING: M | LENGTH: 20,774 *gen/pre-slash* (2013)

Sam's good, Cas has been found, and demons everywhere seem to be on hiatus. Seems like things are looking up for Team Free Will that is until Dean wakes up with his very own vagina anyway. Warnings: Fem!Dean, Destiel, female masturbation and S8 spoilers.

10. Evil Intent, Trials of Love, & Finding My Angel - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 36,729, 70,453, & 59,941 *rape, graphic torture, violence* (2009)

Anna rapes Castiel and uses a method that torments him more than anything imaginable. WARNING: Rape and Castiel/Dean makes sense when you read it . If you don't like then don't read!

11. Cascade - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 44,626 (2013)

"And if you fall as Lucifer fell, you fall in flames!" An 8x23 coda. 

12. Count The Cracks, Hear The Shatters, Feel The Insanities - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 44,626 *gen/pre-slash* (2013)

They've walked miles on gravel roads that led to hell and back but the journey never quite ends. This is the story of Castiel and the Winchesters after the angels fell from heaven. Post Season 8. 

13. Damn Straight & Wait Wait Wait - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: about 21,000 (2010)

Humorous Cas/Dean, with multiple POVs. Slight AU. Fluffy. Ch. 5: Sam sat in the Impala in the motel parking lot, praying that three and a half hours at the library had been long enough.

14. Entertaining Angels - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 43,659 *gen/pre-slash* (2008)

A strange boy shows up at Dean and Sam’s motel room. Maybe he needs help, or maybe he’s there to help them—they can’t quite tell. Spoilers through 4.10. Not an OC. 

15. Happy Friggin’ Valentine’s Day - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 22,771 (2010)

SLASH. It all started with Dean's perfectly healthy hatred of frivilous holidays and a much-coveted sack of dust. Poor Castiel doesn't fully understand 'romance' to begin with, and this crash course is most unwelcome. 

16. I’m Just a Love Machine - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 29,200 (2011)

The Impala finally gets the chance to love Dean back. The problem is, Castiel seems to be in its way. 

17. It’s The Great Destiel Shipper, Sam Winchester - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 49,641 (2012)

What's Sam really doing all that time on the computer? Fangirling. Over Chuck's Supernatural books. Now Wincest might be a bit too much to deal with, but Destiel he might be able to get on board with... Especially after being around the two people involved for three days straight. 

18. Pain in the Head - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 78,771 *character death* (2011)

It started out slow. "Since when do angels have headaches?" "Since they become human." Established Dean/Cas. Sort of AU. PG-13. Complete. 

19. Sleep in Heavenly Peace - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 45,517 *christmas fic* (2013)

Dean wants to have a nice, peaceful Christmas for once, but it seems like the universe won't let him. Dean/Castiel. Post-8.08 (Hunteri Heroici) AU. First in "Holidays With the Winchesters are Always Fun." 

20. The Shattered One - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 94,021 *grace mpreg* (2012)

When it struck Castiel, it dropped him out of the sky. He set down the first place he could find. He stood in a field in Switzerland, swaying on his feet and staring down at his body, dazed by what it had just done.

21. This Cupid Isn’t Stupid - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 41,572 (2012)

Dean receives a shock when he wakes up to discover Castiel has returned. Why is the angel suddenly back? Why have his powers dimmed? And.. Why are he and Dean joined together by an invisible rope!

22. Wild Horses, Cas - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 23,505 (2013)

(S8 Spoilers (story is set in S9), Sickfic! Destiel, Minor Sabriel). When Cas comes down with a bad case of Pneumonia it leaves Dean feeling more protective over his friend than ever, but will it also lead to Dean's admittance of his feelings towards his friend? 

23. Wrong - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 51,384 (2010)

Angels are not supposed to drop out of the sky into motel rooms, broken and beaten. They're not supposed to bleed like that. It was all wrong. 

24. The Reluctant Contestant - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 50,502 (2012)

AU When Gabriel is hired as a new host for a dating show, Cas has no choice but to follow his brother along as part of the camera crew. Forced at the last minute to be a contestant, he is shocked when Dean Winchester continually refuses to eliminate him. 

25. The Ugly Duckling - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 81,676 (2012)

Castiel: a nerdy, skinny thing with a crush on the the most popular guy in class. Being unpopular isn't easy and it's worse when the homophobic school figures him out. A small struggle to be noticed by his crush is turned into a huge struggle for himself and his dignity. But bullying can get the better of anyone. Slash. Destiel rated M for later chapters. 

26. Nameless - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 77,882 (2013)

AU. Everyone has the name of their soulmate written on their wrist at birth. Well, everyone except Dean Winchester. Complete. 

27. Cufflinks - RATING: M | LENGTH: 61,845 (2012)

The world is full of creatures that prey on humans. It is up to 'Hunters' to fight against the dark. Lucky Hunters rely on the help of angels they have bound to their service. Sam and Dean may be good Hunters, but they have yet to capture an angel. One day, Sam finds an angel and seizes the opportunity to bind the angel to himself. Little did they know what they were getting into. 

28. Angel Training - RATING: M | LENGTH: 95,700, Angel Training 2: Save Us - RATING: M | LENGTH: 76,888, & Angel Training 3: Uprising - RATING: M | LENGTH: 89,512 (2011)

In a world where angels are common and the most privileged or skilled people are able to own one; the world's angelic hierarchy is about to change when Dean Winchester receives a wild and recently caught angel.

29. Chasing Your Shadow - RATING: M | LENGTH: 92,077 (2012)

The prophecy says that when Castiel turns twenty-three winters old, a stranger will come into his life and bring a lot of suffering. But do prophecies always come true? Demon Dean/human Castiel AU 

30. The Holiday - RATING: M | LENGTH: 32,088 (2011)

Castiel and Sam are unlucky in both life and love, so they swap houses for the holidays. Both find the experience highly...interesting. Dean/Castiel Sam/Gabriel

31. And In Your Arms I Shall Find Shelter- RATING: M | LENGTH: 33,824 (2012)

Dean Winchester is a long forgotten painter who suddenly receives an order for a painting from a rich man - Crowley. He is about to start painting when Castiel - his personal reaper visits him. The main question is: Will Castiel give Dean enough time to finish the painting? 

32. Jar of Hearts - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 127,192 (2013)

February being the supposed 'month of love' people seem to forget that it's also one of the coldest times of the year. Valentine's Day themed events in a cafe turned bar is how Dean managed the courage to speak to the locally famous singer and somehow score a date, a relationship, and a man he didn't deserve out of the deal. Destiel college/uniAU some Sabriel