#so yeah my brain is a mess of aus and wips

[coolcattime]

uwu y too many thots

hehe i really am ^-^ ❤️❤️

[georgieluz]

sheriff luz | modern au | 'dearly departed'

george luz lives a quiet life as a local sheriff, but everyone knows that hiding from your past in a small town never ends well

you and i both know that the house is haunted, and you and i both know that the ghost is me

cowboy collab: #easy ranch #easy company cowboys

[27dragons]

I’ve been so obsessed with your Jayvik writing lately. It’s so good and amazing and wonderful, thank you for sharing 💖💖💖

❤️❤️❤️ Thank you so so much!!!! I basically bingewatched Arcane a few months ago and it has dominated my brain ever since. I was just reading the fic and adoring the art for a while, and then I read an arranged marriage fic (in a completely different fandom, no less!) that somehow pinged the idea for For the Sake of the Peace, and I haven't been able to stop writing since. There will definitely be more, if I can manage to stick with one WIP long enough to finish it!

I currently have like WIPs that are rotating unevenly through my head:

A sort of nebulous Mad-Max-ish post-apocalype AU in which Jayce, whom everyone has thought dead for years, shows up with his memories missing and at least 85% feral, and Viktor has to teach him how to person again

A soulmate tattoo fic that doesn't have an actual plot yet, I just wanted to imagine Viktor with the Talis crest on him and Jayce with Viktor's gear

A sequel to For the Sake of the Peace that will include Silco trying to start a new revolution and Jayvik trying to defuse the coup by getting the Zaundads (back) together

A semi-sequel to the Mob AU I posted recently (You're In Here with Me) that I'm still trying to work out the details for (though possibly everything I write in that series is just going to be vibes and not plot)

A vaguely regency AU in which Viktor is an impoverished gentleman who hires on with the Lords Zaundads as a tutor for their brood of children, and Jayce is a blacksmith whose background I'm still waffling over

A horrifically self-indulgent mess in which the boys are both sex workers that may never actually see the light of day

Also I have a separate document where I drop random ideas and prompts for fics for them that I haven't even started to write yet, including:

fake dating

college/uni professors (can you escape this fandom without doing one of these?) possibly to be combined with the fake dating?

sentinel/guardian

snowed in (an Only One Bed(TM) fic)

various semi-canon takes on them experimenting with different runes that make things go haywire in the tropiest of ways, including: de-aging, sex pollen, and truth serum/mind reading.

And all of that doesn't even touch on my (admittedly fewer and vaguer) ideas for Zaundads fic. Or meljayvik. Or...

...

yeah....

when I say my brain has been taken over..........

Anyway! If anyone has suggestions or wants to see some snippets or just wants to scream with me about these idiots please hit up my inbox or messages!

[lia404]

Get to know me better game—2 in 1 because I'm 6 months late

Tagged by: @baratrongirl and @missmewachu

Thanks for being so patient while I was figuring out how Tumblr works again and why I had a blue dot beside "Activity" (as in, notifications about tag games I've been sent 6 months ago. Better late than never 🤦‍♀️) Thankfully the tag games you sent my way are very similar so it won't be hard to do 2 in 1!

Last song I listened to: Chipzel - Courtesy - YouTube

The 1st track of Super Hexagon, composed by Chipzel. Chipzel's music has been a pick-me-up since 201...4 I think? And since I fell back into Super Hexagon around a week ago, the music has also found its way back into my work playlist.

Currently reading: Trick question! There is what I am MEANT to read, and what I am ACTUALLY reading.

What I am MEANT to read is To Shape a Dragon's Breath, by Moniquill Blackgoose, which has absolutely all the elements I need to love a book. The problem is that my brain absolutely refuses moving further than Chapter 1, and I've been stuck for MONTHS. The good news is that when it happens, I usually struggle until the moment my brain finally snaps and I read the whole book in an afternoon. Wait for me, Moniquill Blackgoose, I'll soon be raving about your book.

What I am ACTUALLY reading is... well, it's more re-reading, but I'm going through Happy Hour by Inkflavored and Keep the Light Shining by Clydeside, two Yu-Gi-Oh AUs that have been incredibly healing for me in the past months, for very different reasons. I wanted to re-experience them to see if I could turn them into fanbinding projects (if the authors give me the authorisation of course, but I haven't reached this level of confidence yet, let's give it time.)

Currently watching: Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS.

Do you believe me if I tell you that it was an accident? It kinda was though! I wasn't the one who played the first episodes I just kept going afterwards. That said, I have fully adopted Yusaku. I kind of wish he could meet Philip from Kamen Rider W. Things would go so well.

Currently writing: this one is plain cruel, because after a drought spell of almost 2 years, I finally feel like getting back into writing (thank you, current obsession.)

I have 3 WIPs, one PWP because I like a challenge, one backstory of a character that has basically become my OC, and one AU that @wisyhana created and that I'm using as a wonderful sandbox. I am between 2k and 5k into each, nothing is complete, I'm losing my mind. But at least I'm writing again, right?

Spicy/sweet/savoury: Okay yes no it's cruel again and you will not make me pick just one.

If you've followed me these past years you know that I have completely lost my sense of taste between 2020 and 2023. I was lucky enough, and honestly even the specialised doctor said it was a miracle, to have most of it come back to me abruptly in March 2023, after 3 years unable to enjoy a bit of chocolate or a nice gratin. Some tastes are lost forever, but so few compared to what came back that I just can only be very very grateful and very confident in saying SPICY SWEET SAVOURY I'LL TAKE THEM ALL. I LOVE TASTES. ALL OF THEM.

Relationship status: I have been told polyamory looks good on me.

And I am lucky to have the most patient and tolerant lovers ever. EVER. I love them so much and I'm so bad at showing it because I am a mess. There isn't a day where my heart doesn't overflow with gratitude that they are in my life and agree to putting up with my bullshit.

Current obsession: Listen, Mew put it SO ELOQUENTLY I can help but quote:

mentally ill traumatised japanese teenagers and their ancient egyptian guys who hang out in their jewellery all playing card games.

So, yeah, current obsession is Yu-Gi-Oh!, and with it Duel Links, and everything children-card-game-adjacent. I am currently trying to figure out why everyone in this kid's show is so hot and delightfully traumatised. Characters after my own heart, all ready to be projected on and used for cathartic writing purposes. Other obsession is MEW'S FAULT TOO ACTUALLY since it's my newly founded Clan in Flight Rising. Ask me about my dragon Atem.

Favourite colour: I like my colour like my wine—burgundy. (I actually like all sort of shades of purple, violet and red, but I don't know how to list them.)

Tagging: Wow uh who do I know around here who is still active?

@twilightknight17 for sure (although I'm sure you already did it), @wingsonghalo maybe? Uuuh, I think @the-wanderer-of-thoughts and @istadris? You know, considering how inactive I am here, I think it's already a lot, but if you're not in the list and want to do it too, be my guest!

[desomniis]

Crimson, Gold and Azure Blue | Chapter 7 Excerpt

WIP | 7/? | 39,572 words | RWRB-inspired Charlos fic | Enemies to Lover | Fluff | Royalty AU | Slow Burn

‼️WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD‼️

"Hey," Carlos greeted, reappearing at their table. His hair was a little bit of a mess, shoulders visibly tensed.

Charles, attempting to keep his voice steady and light, joked, "Took you long enough. Were you doodling the borders of the modern Spanish Empire on some toilet paper in there? Strategising the reconquest of the former colonies.”

At first, Carlos looked confused, but as he caught on to what Charles was saying, his laughter rang out. "If your washroom came equipped with a decent marker, and if the toilet paper wasn’t practically see-through, I might've been tempted.”

Feigning offence, Charles retorted, “I'll have you know, those were top-quality 3-ply.”

Carlos smirked, "We use 4-ply at the pavilion."

“Always one-upping me,” Charles commented. “Here, have some eclairs.”

“Didn’t know we’re having eclairs for dessert.”

“Yeah, it was exclusively just for me. But I figured sharing is caring, so.”

“Wow. Your concern for me is finally… blooming.”

“Take one piece before I change my mind.”

“Thank you,” Carlos said, his eyes glistening like he just cured his hunger for something.

Carlos bit into the eclair, his eyes closing in delight as if he'd just tasted a piece of heaven. Then his face shifted, euphoria morphing into deep contemplation, staring at the pastry like it held the secrets of the universe. Charles blinked. He was sure he didn’t get the ones from his actual secret stash full of infused—

“You alright, mate?” Charles asked, before he could finish the thought.

Carlos hesitated, looking up. “Charles, can we— can we talk? somewhere private preferably.”

Panic flitted across Charles' mind. Did he find out? How? Is my guilty face that obvious? I'm seriously rubbish at lying.

“I, uh, sure…” Charles stammered, racking his brain."There's a quiet sitting room inside. Shall we?"

Charles led the way to the sitting room, the thick carpet beneath their feet muffling their footsteps. The room was dimly lit, with heavy drapes drawn and only a few lamps providing a soft, warm glow.

“Charles—”

“I swear I didn’t hear anything,” Charles burst out “I mean, I did overhear, but I can totally act like I didn’t. I'm like a vault of royal secrets, trust me. Well, almost. Except for that one time with Arthur when…” Charles' words tumbled out in a rush.

“Wait,” Carlos interrupted, “were you in the garden just now?”

Charles shifted uneasily. “I, um… Let's just hypothetically say if I were there, it'd be by pure accident?”

“How much did you hear?”

“Nothing! Nada! I heard nothing…”

Carlos raised a doubtful eyebrow.

“Alright, snippets,” Charles admitted. “But I had no idea who you guys were talking about.”

Carlos leaned on one of the tables, as if for balance. “It was— it was about you, Charles,” Carlos admitted.

Charles raised his eyebrows. “Me? Wow… he really doesn’t like me, does he?”

Carlos bit his lip, not meeting Charles' gaze.

“But why? We don’t talk. I know next to nothing about him, apart from the fact that he’s the spare to the English throne and he talks about climate change and stuff but! I bet he knows nothing about me as well.”

Carlos hesitated, a light flush appearing on his cheeks. "He, uh, knows a fair bit about you, actually. You came up in conversation, maybe once or twice.”

“Once or twice?”

“Perhaps more than a few.”

Charles's eyebrows knitted in confusion. “You talk about me to him? What on earth for?”

Carlos shifted uncomfortably, looking like he'd rather be somewhere else. "You see… you’re interesting, Charles. I… I'm drawn to you. More than I've ever been to anyone.”

Charles squinted. He swore he was sober and Carlos was speaking English, not some alien language. "I still don't get it,” Charles said.

Carlos sighed and closed his eyes. “Dios, You really can be oblivious, can’t you?”

Before Charles could comprehend the comment, Carlos closed the distance between them, grabbed his face and kissed him.

Carlos was kissing him.

His lips crashed onto his own like a wave meeting the shore, sweeping him off his feet. Charles had to clutch onto the hem of Carlos' shirt to ground himself.

He wanted to pull away, to make sense of what was happening, but every touch, every sensation pulled him in further, beckoning him to be lost in the intoxicating mix of Carlos' cologne and champagne. He was lost in the warmth of Carlos’ hand as it slid up his nape, fingers tangling in his hair, the other gently pressed against the small of his back, pulling him closer. He was lost in the gentle graze of Carlos’ stubble against his skin, sending shivers down his spine, and the soft strands of his hair tickling Charles' cheek.

He tried to fight it, he really did, but he was completely and utterly lost in the kiss. No one had ever kissed him like that. So he allowed himself to be lost, to surrender and open himself up to Carlos. It was probably one of the best decisions he had ever made.

Eventually, the fervour kiss waned, leaving only the warmth of Carlos' breath ghosting over Charles' lips. Golden eyes met azure blue, and for a moment, everything else faded away.

"Hope that clears things up,” Carlos whispered.

It did.

And that, was precisely the problem.

Read the whole chapter here. Ask me questions!

[madbiscuitlady]

WIP Wednesday - Record Store AU

Little Chapter 18 WIP snippet from my Like A Record I Keep Goin' Round fic. Featuring Ed and Stede being domestic and their usual silly selves.

“How is this my life?” Ed wonders moments later as he brushes his teeth side by side with Stede in the garish peach and pistachio colored bathroom. Stede catches his eye in the mirror and smiles at him, mouth full of toothpaste foam. It’s so fucking goofy that Ed has to spit his mouthful of toothpaste into the sink to keep from choking on his own laughter, which gets Stede going until they’re both a giggling toothpastey mess. “That’s something they never show you in those Colgate commercials,” Ed comments when they’re both able to breathe again. “What is?” “All foamy mouths. They’re always freshly rinsed. Not realistic at all man.” “You’re right! They never do! I doubt any of those actors are actually using the toothpaste at all in those commercials. They’re just putting an artful swirl on the brush!” “Blatant false advertising.” “Incorrigible, even. Where’s the public outcry?” “For more realistic toothpaste commercials? Reckon it’s just no one wants to see attractive people with mouths full of foam spitting into their sinks man. Ruins the illusion of perfection.” “I suppose no one wants to see someone like me brushing their teeth.” “What?! Are you kidding me? You’d be like exactly what they’re lookin’ for. Now, someone like me? Nah, hard pass.” “I beg your pardon, you’re far better looking than I am! Easily! No contest!” “Reckon you’re a little biased babe.” The endearment slips out before Ed’s brain has the chance to catch up with his mouth. Stede looks at him a bit dumbfounded, blushing. “Uh… forget I said that.” “No!” “No, right. Should have asked, too soon and all that.” “No, Edward I liked that! You just surprised me is all.” “Yeah?” “Yes. I don’t think anyone’s ever given me a pet name before. Well… a nice one anyway.” Ed has so many questions, but it really doesn’t feel like the time for any of them. “Well, uh, good! ‘Cuz, I’ve got a lot of them.”

[eusuntgratie]

fuck it friday

tagged by @onward--upward who is working on an amazing rwrb au that’s making me lose my mind a little.

fuck it friday = post whatever you want. ideas, snippets, art, not fic, whatever. fuck it! post whatever you want!

i haven’t had much time to write, but i always have a million ideas running around in my head, so i thought i’d share a few ideas and a few things i’m working on. if you have ideas/thoughts or want to scream at me about which i should work on, please feel free to share, because my brain is currently a big ol’ mess and i’m not getting anywhere with anything.

dumotanger abo college au... snippet shared here. where am i going with this? who could say.

tknp patty retires fic which i have been working on for *checks notes* A YEAR. lots of snippets in #patty retires fic

sid and geno read thirst tweets bc i had too much fun doing tknp. sid is unphased by blatantly sexual commentary about his ass and thighs because he’s so used to it. geno is impatient with too many sid tweets and tries to steer the conversation back to him and how hot he is.

geno and tanger hook up on the dads trip bc i love pain and sadness

firstprince college au... alex finds tightlaced, obnoxious henry drunk off his ass at a party and takes care of him. how’d this get in here? shhh back to hockey but rwrb maybe ate my brain a little.

tangerkarlsson freak4freak... maybe from sid’s pov. he is alarmed he is concerned he does not get it but also... it’s kinda hard to look away.

a sequel to liar i’ve been dreaming about since i wrote it where geno makes tanger write their numbers on sid with a sharpie.

i’d have to rewatch the episode, but i’d love to write a badwrong buck/kameron hookup from the episode where she runs away to his loft. all buck wants is to be chosen, to be needed. he feels like everyone finds him wanting, but kameron is carrying HIS baby and when she panicked and didn’t know where to go she came to HIM. the man has some feelings about that and some unhealthy coping mechanisms. and uh. sex is a great way to induce labor. so. yeah. i’m thinking some thoughts.

i haven’t touched it in AWHILE but i want to write some mess about this mess. why are you trying to kill the tiny man, pld? maybe bc the guy you’ve been hooking up with in winnipeg and accidentally fell for can hardly look you in the eye because he’s still so hung up on somebody who he never even had. DELICIOUS. 

i have more, but yeah. i got that 5 million wips at a time disease real bad. this is only three fandoms, so that’s pretty good. SIGH.

tagging anybody with something to share but also no pressure tagging @voxofthevoid @jbarneswilson @lostcol @ghostgeno

[dual-domination]

Twenty questions for fic writers

I was tagged by @forerussake Thank you very much! <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

43 works public works, 4 anon works (because of harassment), total 47 works

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

388,480 words 

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently, only Guardian and DMBJ (Detective L and GYADL count as Weilan Derivatives, so… still Guardian somehow skjsjsk)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Closer to my heart, back to our home - MDZS/Nieyao (139) Stars aligned in a perfect sky - Guardian X DMBJ/Zhaoxie/Pingsang and later Weilanxie (77) Completely Yours - MDZS/Nieyao (69) Shoot my heart - Guardian/Weilan (52) - Terrible, my first Guardian fic, written for a tumblr request, one day I’ll edit that fic bc I love the concept, but it’s not a good work at all >&lt; Maybe you just don't understand the brain of an ancient alien - Guardian X DMBJ/Weilanxie (52) 

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I can take a while to do so, but I’ll always reply to comments, even if some get lost and I have to dig on my inbox to find out after months Ç_Ç (I’m sorry, I’m just messed when it comes to long comments and/or the ones that make me cry). I also love when authors reply to my comments on their fics.

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Let me think for a moment, because I’m all ‘happy endings’ here. Probably Wrong side of Hell, a Zhaoxie Cop/Mob AU, because even when it’s tagged as happy/hopeful ending, it’s a momentary happiness, but the future prospects are against them

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

With the ending already posted? No idea But in general, I think it’s Maybe he's just an ancient alien who likes cute socks because everything here is just silly, domestic, sweet and warm. Like the panda print socks. Probably this fic will remain as the ending of this series because I’m not very enthusiastic when it comes to writing in Guardian Drama-verse 

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Oh yeah. A LOT. Nowadays it happens once in a while, but when I started posting my first Zhaoxie fic, Stars aligned in a perfect sky , I got so much hate on my askbox and even dms from people that I used to see as friends. Mostly were anon on my askbox, really WTF things, people were truly upset that I was shipping Zhao Yunlan with someone else that was not Shen Wei. When things started changing and this fic showed a hint of what could be (or not) an OT3 fic (so, Shen Wei!), I got even more hate and a lot of bigotry about polyamory! It was an insane moment. If someone wants to know the outcome, this fic has almost 300k (yet only around 100k posted) and IT IS OT3 - also set my career as crossover + OT3 writer kjskjskjsj. My askbox is still open to anon and will always be. You can send hate or love, you choose. Hate will NEVER be responded, though. I delete all hate I receive.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

In English, usually no. In my 1st language, I used to, eventually, within long works, with plot. But once I fully stopped writing in my 1st language, I found it hard to write very descriptive sex scenes - also doesn’t help how confused I get having to explain where their legs and hands are and what the hell they’re doing with their tongues. But I managed it twice, one is in a posted work (2Luo) Love is a heart’s choice, and the other is in an upcoming chapter of a WIP (not the current series, yet I wish kjskjsjs)

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Oh man, I’m a crossover writer. I LIVE for my crossovers and I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to go back writing a non-crossover fic. (Also love reading crossovers, hello Fixa!) But craziest one? Guess it was a drabble for Fixa (and I loved that), DMBJ x LOTR, it’s not on ao3, but it’s here on tumblr… somewhere. It’s Wu Xie + a Palantír.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

A whole fic? No idea. But concepts, ideas, dialogues, yes. Multiple times. 

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

It counts the fics I translated myself/wrote bilingual? If not, then no, unless that yes and I don’t know about sjkkjsjs

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Of course! Since the beginning of my life as a ficwriter (I started writing originals long before writing fics). I’m used to working with Vince @victorian-pirate more often, with Arjun @sagittariusdarkarrow when he wants to play specific characters in my fics, but in other fandoms I used to co-write even more than nowadays. With Tazzy, I have a 2Luo series, but we still don’t have a fic we fully wrote together, each part of the series is written by one or the other. I’m always open to talk about co-writing.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Only one ship? Look, I live in fandoms for 3 decades, but not always for shipping (Tolkien, for example), but there are a few ships that will always be appealing to me. I’m going for Weilanxie here, because I didn’t expect this OT3 to be so powerful to me and hold so deep meanings in my life (both fandom and real life).

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

It’s mine and Vince’s beloved fic, Seawater is tears shed in the shores (not posted). I don’t doubt we can finish, I doubt we will, because we’d have to rewrite a lot to have the results we want, and that WIP is HUGE, which makes us lazy… Now, about my MDZS wips, it’s not a doubt, I’m sure I’ll never finish because I have no interest in doing so. I wrote for fun and practice, but that fandom never got my heart the way DMBJ and Guardian did.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, long plots, worldbuilding. And The Shower - any idea I struggle with, I just need to take a shower to have it clear and perfect on my mind, so guess that counts.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Sex scenes and fighting scenes - too many movements, too confused touching and hitting and doing this and that, but I still can manage a pretty decent fighting scene when needed. 

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

If it’s a language I speak, yep. If I don’t, but can make sure that it’s not only grammatically correct, but also culturally correct, also yep. Otherwise, I’d be committing a crime against what I love the most 

19. First fandom you wrote for?

HAHA GOOD QUESTION, I HAVE NO IDEA. I started writing fics when I was around 13 (25 years ago), about any and every media I loved, like movies, books, bands - no computer, me and my friends used to write on paper and everyone in the classroom would greedily read and wait for another chapter/story (I’m introvert, but never shy about my writing). But that I clearly remember because it was the 1st fandom I POSTED for, because we already could access the internet once in a while from other people’s computers at that time, was Saint Seiya. 

20. Favorite fic you've written?

I don’t even know how many fics I’ve written in my life. But maybe Forgotten Songs of Arda, (this fic starts at and with the beginning of The Silmarillion and goes until long post-LOTR. It’s a rewritten story, from the pov of an OC and Mairon/Sauron). It was written around 15 years ago, so I don’t quite remember enough, and despite being in my 1st language, Vince (who doesn’t speak my 1st language) translated that to read (that was one of the things that built our friendship). The few parts still alive are with him, I lost most of my old fics last year, when my previous laptop completely scattered on the floor. In EN, for sure Stars aligned in a perfect sky (main and side-stories)

tagging @tazzy-ace @jaimebluesq @lacommunarde @omaenanimonoda and I don't remember who else I didn't see already tagged in this Ç_Ç

[boxfullaturtles]

1,10,11,14,16,37,39,42,43,60,65,75

smoly hokes dude okay,,

1. Do you prefer writing one-shots or multi-chaptered fics?

I think I actually prefer one-shots. Shorter, faster, telling a tiny story rather than a lengthy one. I actually struggle with multi-chapter and it's been years since I finished writing one. Hoping to change that with Adagio...

10. Cltr+f "blinks" on your WIP & copy paste the first sentence/paragraph that comes up

They were eyes that never blinked, never faltered, and captured every moment.

Kinda cheated and dropped the "s" so I would have something to actually share lol. Not telling you which WIP this is from either >:3

[the rest under the cut because this got so long,,,]

11. Link your three favorite fics right now

Uh uh uh b-but I don't I mean I have a lot of favorites I don't have like a tier list this is a lot of pressure um,,

Okay for strictly TMNT fics, I guess I really love Little Scraps of Wisdom by clandestineClairvoyant because it's just. The softest damn thing and I love the characterization of the turtles. Dawning of the Hour by that brilliant bastard Faiakishi has been killing me slowly and I adore every agonizing second of it. And The Lemonade Leak by TurtleSoupSwimmer keeps yanking the rug out from under me just when I think I've gotten shit figured out. Also shout-outs to basically everything Dandy writes but in particular Tapping Out because I relate to that fic so hard and it makes me feel Seen, Violet Neon Nitro by TractorTeeth because fuck me does it scratch that Mad Max itch in my brain box and I LOVE LOVE LOVE the descriptions in it, and The Last Ronin Discord Shenanigans for giving Ronin a happy ending and some very interesting and well written character interactions.

But if we're talking not just TMNT? Then Poor Wayfaring Stranger by lithos_saeculum is one of my number one fics; a FFXV fic and I don't mind if it never gets finished because it's already 60 incredibly well written and amazing chapters that I have reread multiple times. The Good Mourning / Ghost!Jake AU by corruwuption is a Micoverse fic gut punch that I adore and it's written so well and just!! Ahhhgg! Ghost Jake wrecks me every time. And Audience: 822,000 and Homeland Security by WerewolvesAreReal is just. It's my favorite Leverage fic and it's so in character and silly and I absolutely love well-executed outsider perspective fics.

14. how do you write emotional scenes? Do you ever feel what the characters feel? Do you draw from personal experiences?

As an extremely emotional person who cries about anything and everything, yes and yes. I definitely put myself in the character's shoes. Although this sometimes has a habit of backfiring as I start writing myself into of the character and then have to go back and edit everything. Oops. But yeah I also draw from personal experience where I can. Different people experience different emotions different ways, everyone reacts differently. But having gone through Some Shit helps me understand certain things better.

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

Uuuhhh something like...eleven? Or twelve fic ideas? I think? Haha can't stop, won't stop lmao heLP

Man I dunno which ones I haven't shared anything about yet...I guess my extremely self-indulgent, almost everybody lives, future au crossover thing that would be a multi-chaptered nightmare of a beast and will likely never be written. I should just mess with that for funsies sometime.

Anyway, here's a sketch thing I never finished based on it. Like I said. Very self-indulgent.

37. How do you choose where to end a chapter?

Eh, vibes. Usually when I'm writing and I feel like I'm near the end of a chapter, I just get a feeling. Like "aw yeah, this is the moment". Once in a great while there is a pre-planned cut off point, a scene I know I want to end a chapter on, but that's an infrequent thing.

39. Share a snippet from a WIP.

You really just want all my secrets, huh?

42. What's the last fic you red? Do you recommend it?

Oh man, looking at my history and everything I've read recently has just been updates from fics I already subscribe to. I haven't had a lot of time to try and read something new... Looks like the last thing new thing I read was a one-shot of 2003 Leo called Oh Shoot by halogalopaghost. And yes, I do recommend it! A very good study in 03 Leo being a fucking dumbass. :)

43. Do you take a sadistic joy in whumping your characters, or are you more the "If you hurt them I would kill everyone and then myself" kind of person?

Do you even know me!? I delight in whump and suffering! I have a Bad Things Bingo Card for a reason! My turtlesona is Goretello! Mad scientists, unethical experimentation, body horror, and non-consensual body modifications are my bread and butter! I am an unashamed edgelord gorehound horror lover!

60. Have you had a writer you admire comment on your fic? What was that like?

It was like: "ajkdhsfjald omfg this really cool, very talented, very awesome person liked what i wrote omg??" because I am a child. For real though, it's always really flattering to see someone whose talent you admire respond to something you've created! It feels good and it makes you like your thing just a little bit more, I feel.

65. Tell us about what you're most looking forward to writing - in your current project, or a future project.

There's stuff in "Adagio in Green" that I am really looking forward to! Things ramp up rather quickly and I'm very excited to get to the stuff I have planned! Not gonna lie, it gets a little bit...how do I put this...well, I think I've mentioned already that I plan on giving these Rise boys the Farmhouse Arc they were robbed of in the show. That's not the only thing the show's cancellation robbed them of and I'm wedging so much of that shit into Adagio it's almost stupid.

Okay last one...

75. What scene in [Fanfic Name] took you longest to write? What was difficult about it?

Uh well, buddy, you didn't provide me a fic sooooooo guess we're going with "Adagio in Green".

It wasn't just a scene but the entirety of Chapter 6, the chapter that's going up next week, gave me A LOT of trouble. I deviated from my outline (and I'm still deviating from it because of chapter six) and it threw everything out of whack. I couldn't figure out how to get things going. It either felt too rushed or too stagnated.

I feel better about it now that it's actually finished, but I'm still nervous about it.

Actually, I get nervous about every update I post,,,

[primordialpaper]

Fairy Tail Avengers AU Random WIPs and Snippets, #2

<The Phantom Soldier makes a request of the Avenger's resident witch.>

Wendy nodded, though her face remained troubled as she made to depart. It was as she moved past that the Soldier’s hand closed around her wrist.

Gently, oh so gently did he do so. Her wrist was so thin, so delicate against his fingers. Like he was holding a baby bird.

He could practically feel the torrential power thrumming just beneath her skin. Like he was holding a bomb.

“You said you can sense ghosts, yeah?” slowly, carefully, he brought her hand to rest palm-down against the side of his head. What was yet another set of fingers, set of eyes, probing around inside his skull, after it had long since stopped truly belonging to him alone? What did it matter that this wisp of a witch, with her pretty magic circles and soothing blue light, would become the latest in a long line of people to peer inside him and see what made him tick? Nothing at all. Not if she could see... Not if she could tell him...

“Please,” it had only been after multiple wipes that he’d stopped begging. He still, somehow, remembered how to shape his lips around a plea. “I need you to tell me if he... if the old me’s still in there. I get flashes of... of moments- memories- but everything’s so hazy. I can’t make sense of it all. Your powers, that light,” he’d seen it close up a sizable gash in minutes, without leaving even the faintest of scars behind. Could that power help piece together the broken remains of his mind?

“I’ll do anything-” he bowed his head, curling his fingers over her hand against his temple. “You don’t owe me shit. I know that. After everything I’ve done, I’m sure I deserve to live without knowin’ what’s what in my head. Maybe I don’t got the right anymore, to remember who I used to be, but-”

“Please, stop.” the first words Wendy’d spoken since he’d taken her hand, croaked out in a ragged whisper, brought Gajeel’s gaze whipping upwards. His heart plummeted just as quickly. Impossibly large brown eyes blinked back at him, gleaming with wetness as tracks of it trailed down her cheeks. She was crying.

“I’m sorry.” as if scalded, Gajeel released her hand, flinching back in his seat as panic started to bubble in his gut. What was he thinking, asking something like that of a kid? She, of all people, shouldn’t have to deal with the mess that had become of his psyche. God, had she gotten some kind of feedback from his screwed up brain when he’d touched her? 

[arc-of-smiles]

yuya sakaki for the character memeeeee

General opinion/How much I care about them:

I LOVE YUYA HELLO????? I CARE ABT HIM SO MUCH!!!! he's just such a kind wejhfbewb person. yuya is a very kind protagonist, so kind that he's just super naive because of it. i would argue he's the most, because he just trusts anyone automatically if they remind him of his dad.

however, i really hated a lot of the zarc stuff, not his fault by any means! it's the fault of the writing, he could've shined more if the writing wasn't so... yeah. especially towards the end of the series. he could've been more if arc-v didn't hold him back. he lost so much potential because of said writing. i wish he got to shine more, and entertain us more.

and in my hot take: i would've loved an ending where all of the yu's and the bracelet girls lived! but also, i feel like the most interesting ending would've been if all of them died. i feel like his character arc would've ended super interesting like that. idk, i'm just still mad abt the ending wejhfbwe, why not have all of them dead?

i also say this bc angst my beloved. BUT BUT BUT, i love yuya so much and i want him to be happy. he deserves to duel with a giant smile.

A ship I love:

pendulum....shipping... i've loved them for a long time. they make me happy, and they itch my brain in SUCH a happy way. i always liked them since i was a child. i love the dynamic of reiji being in love with yuya, but not showing it (if that makes sense). he will show his love through actions, and protecting yuya and basically laying his life down. reiji will do anything for yuya, he wants and needs yuya to be happy.

yuya always loved reiji too! but i feel as if he had a hard time showing his love too. both of them went through so much, and i feel like it will take them a long time for them to be together. as friends?? YEAH THAT'S AWESOME!! as lovers??? give them a handful of years, then they'll go on a date.

A non-romantic relationship that I love:

him and the other yu's. i personally interpret them with a brotherly/strong friendship relationship thing. i can go either way. in some aus i have, they're brothers... others they're just friends or whatever.

i think all of them would have a very funny dynamic. yuya would always try to break up arguments and try to keep them all happy. i think they should all go to an amusement park and make yuri go on a rollercoaster. IT WOULD BE FUN

The NOTP:

i really don't like yuto/yuya wehfbwehjJHWEBFWE LIKE I'M SORRY. i can't, i really can't. out all of the yu ships i rlly don't like them together. i also see them as brothers (in certain aus) but in general, i see them as platonic friends. that's it, i can only see them being platonic.

My biggest headcanon about them:

besides my semi-well known hc (if you look at my account), i hc yuya to be trans. however, since that's already well known, i will just share another one wefjhbwe.

imo, i feel like he would be a good cook... but can barely go grocery shopping. he will simply get too distracted, and get snacks instead of food to make.

he started out not so good, but he would constantly try over and over again. he would cook with yoko a lot! overtime, he did get better. when he goes grocery with his mom, she would have to keep yuya by her side. he would want to walk away and point at the snacks and beg for some. but no... they can make their own!

yuya's mind is scattered in stores, he wants to look at everything! also he can't follow a cook book, he will mess up.

An idea for a fanfiction I would like to write/read about them: (if I have none in my WIPs I'll make one up on the spot!)

i want to write a fic where yuya and reiji confess to each other, post arc-v! they're both adults, and they've been longing to see and talk to each other about these feelings.

angsty but full of love, i want reiji to be terrified of love. he's worried about messing everything up. and yuya is afraid of losing a friend.

trauma!

Something that makes me think of them: (a song, a character in another fandom, an animal, anything)

anytime i see a colorful jester i think of yuya, i'm trying to think of a song that reminds me of him... but i can't rn. like god, it was on my mind BUT THEN IT SLIPPED I'M SO MAD AUGHHHHH!!! my joyous boy, god i love him.

[clearwillow]

I just had a messed up thought, and it’s that I didn’t change near as much as I thought I did since I was a kid. Found this out going down a rabbit hole of clickbait Barbie movie articles because all the nostalgia hit me like a mack truck.

They’re in storage, but I have a big ass container of Barbies. Along with those art supply kits, Barbies were a go-to for gift for me for birthdays and Christmas. Aunt or Uncle didn’t know what to get? Barbies. Sometimes I got dupes, but I didn’t care, because it meant a lot to me. I had the Barbie Dreamhouse that collapsed into a carrying case:

I had the magical motorhome, a patio set, a walking horse, I think the Corvette... the point is every Barbie someone got for me had a place. She got stuck somewhere. Now think of each of those Barbies as a WIP.

Whenever I got my Barbies out, half the time they never stayed in the same clothes they were packaged in, cause to kid!me that was boring. Barbie’s supposed to be able to do anything right? So why did she have to wear the same thing? Why can’t she switch it up?

I can’t remember what all scenarios my kidney bean brain thought up, but in the mid 90s you wouldn’t have imagined a doctor having electric blue streaks in her hair, would you? Or a business mogul in neon yellow roller blades? Can you imagine the face I made when I realized I was creating AUs when I was 7 years old?! The only differences between now and then is that I am 1) writing out the scenes and 2) I have more tolerance for Ken.

So yeah. Been part of fandom before I even knew it was a thing 🤣 Pretty sure having Barbies as a kid was what evolved into a Sims addiction too...

[peachsayshi]

Yes ofc please use that competition prize thingy for your fic, atleast it's in talented hands so we know you'll write magic!

and yeah I'm so glad we connected on this thingy ! I thought Satoru was already gonna have his own huge mess to deal with in terms of lying by omission and the difference in status between him and his sweetheart, I just wanted both Suguru and his lover to be commoners because that removes the status hassle and lord knows this man needs a break 😭 (and please don't take it as me trying to impose my take on you, it's just one of the stories I'd built up in my head that I'm sharing ! I'd never ask a fic writer to make changes based on my own thought process)

Oooh I can't wait for your series on this trope 🥹🥹🥹 take care of yourself! If I feel like annoying you again lemme just label myself as the 🪷 anon!

you never annoy me with your words, 🪷 anon! I'm so sorry to have gotten back to this message so late, I've been a bit all over the place and have been having a tough time catching up with myself 🥹

ohh, but I love these thoughts! suguru deserves the softest and sweetest love, and I will actually be taking this into consideration! thank you for sharing your ideas with me! I really do love having these types of conversations with you guys because it also does help inspire me with what I can write in as potential future ideas!

I am so excited to write these aus! I have to keep telling myself to chill because my wip list is already a handful lskdjfsl I just wish I can pump out fics as fast as my brain thinks sometimes.

I look forward to hearing from you again, sweet nonnie!

⥽ ask 💌

[tellthatbrokebitch]

🫂🤨❤

ty ty! this was harder than i anticipated lmao

🫂 Share a line (or dialogue exchange) that shows the relationship between two characters. (this is waaay longer and definitely cheating. deleted scene from adyflys that i’m planning to repurpose later)

“The point is, this entire time I’ve been blaming you because it was easier than looking at myself and admitting to myself that I was struggling, that maybe I needed help, that I needed… that I liked you more than I should, when you were obviously happy-”

“I wasn’t happy,” Mike interrupts. “I was content, maybe, or… complacent? Yeah, complacent - look, El’s great, she’s one of my best friends, obviously, but… our relationship kinda just… happened. Like I said, everything got twisted up while you were gone. El and I talked about it, when we broke up. It was kind of messed up, I was just so scared and I missed you and El was like this superhero who’d swooped in to save the day. But she wasn’t. She was just a kid who didn’t even know what love was, and I don’t think we ever loved each other.

“I didn’t know what that kind of love was, and El didn’t know any love. I think we were just two emotionally-stunted kids who were just… reaching out to something. Trying to control just one thing in a situation where we had no control at all.”

Will considers that last part. “I can relate to that,” he says. “I couldn’t control my own body or my own brain and it terrified me. I tried to control everything else instead.”

🤨 Share a line that makes no sense out of context. (from my silly byler twitch au)

Will laughs. “Oh, should I start a spooky OnlyFans?” he teases. “Put this demogorgon in a teddy?”

❤️ Share one of your favorite lines. (from my s5 byler zombie apocalypse au)

Something wraps around his bad foot and yanks, and suddenly time has resumed and he’s falling again but he’s not falling, he’s being pulled, and his scream is lost to the air as gravity and whatever has a hold of him pulls him down faster and harder than before, and he closes his eyes just before he hits the water, anticipating the pain-

ask game: wip excerpts

[little-mouse-gardens]

Tysm for the tag @creatrackers !

I'm going to be doing seven snippets from my wip Bluebottle manor (undertale + undertale aus fic)

tagging : @minutiaewriter, @authoralexharvey, @angelasscribbles, @angelswing236, @anechomirrored and anyone else who wants to participate.

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"you come and sit on the roof often?" sans asked, plopping himself down onto the other bean bag.

"yeah, usually every few nights or so" Eliza replied looking up from her sketchbook "I mostly come up here when my brain doesn't want to power down or i feel another migraine coming on. the view of the woods from up here helps me relax a little "

sans could understand that a bit too well. he used to do that alot back in the underground.

whenever his brother was asleep, he would go up on the roof of their home to look up at the crystals shining on the ceiling of the underground as if they were real stars.

though seeing the beautiful night sky from up here made the undergrounds crystals seem like lighting bugs in comparison.

2. "PASTA IS BETTER!"

"TACOS ARE CLEARLY BETTER!"

"FOR BREAKFAST?! YOU CAN'T MAKE TACOS FOR BREAKFAST!"

"YES, YOU CAN! THERE ARE SO MANY RECIPES ABOUT IT!"

"How long have they been going at it?" Sabrina asked, popping another mini muffin into her mouth.

"i think it's been twenty minutes now? maybe 25? i honestly have no clue" Venus yawned, adjusting his glasses.

"shouldn't one of us step in?"

Venus shrugged, "probably. but I'm i honestly too tired to get into a lose-lose situation. "

3. "Looking good dollface~"

Ashley nearly dropped the martini glass she was cleaning when she heard that all too familiar voice in her ears.

whipping her head around to find a familiar set of red eyes-lights staring back at her with a fanged smile.

"Red!?" she gasped, "what the hell are you doing here!?"

"Daisy gave me the name of the bar you work" he said with a hint of awkwardness in his tone. handing over the miniature pusheen patterned tote bag weighed down by the broccoli stir fry and mini fruit pies she had packed for her dinner.

"i saw ya forgot your dinner so i came here to find ya and give it back to ya" red said, a small bit of red appearing across his cheekbones.

4. "HUMAN!"

marley flinched at loudness of his voice.

"INSOLENT HUMAN ARE YOU AWAKE!?"

" Edge...," they groaned, "may i ask why you are calling me at three am screeching at me? we live in the same house you could have just knocked on my bedroom do-"

"THAT DOESN'T MATTER. ARE YOU STILL TAKING ME TO THAT FESTIVAL OR NOT?"

marley blinked a couple times.

processing what he just said to them before letting out a frustrated sigh.

".....edge....i said three pm, not three am....."

5.

"Hey daisy?" Venus asked, "may i ask you a question."

"Sure, what it is it?"

"Why on earth are we letting blueberry, papyrus and edge cook dinner? let alone be in the same kitchen together?"

"Well..." daisy said, pausing to contemplate the best way of explaining her reasoning behind this plan.

this wasn't the greatest idea, to be honest.

every time those three were in the kitchen they made a ridiculous mess, and half their kitchenware would get chipped or broken due to their squabbling.

plus, and this is the best way she could put it, they were still getting the hang of cooking.

non-edible glitter tacos, lasagna with shards of glass baked in, and raw spaghetti with sprinkles were quite common dishes for each of them, according to their each of their own brothers.

Seven Snippets Seven People Tag

tysm for tagging me @talesofsorrowandofruin !

Rules: post seven snippets from a WIP and then tag seven people

I chose to share some snippets from Creatrackers! I’ve been editing the first draft so it feels right :)

Willa’s POV:

The speakers in the van sing songs of different genres. Some are what people now call indie-pop, other songs feel like camping in the mountains, a few acoustics, and a soft rock song every now and then. All of which I really quite enjoy. I’m so caught up in the moment that I almost answer honestly when Jo asks me, “You planning on going to university?” I had gone. So long ago it feels like a dream… To a college in Germany, the oldest one still standing in fact, in 1900 when they finally became coeducational. I studied medicine and am a certified nurse.

We’re driving slowly down a small paved road, one that likely could not fit another vehicle. To my right are endless fields with houses every so often, their windows illuminated making them pop in the dark. On our right stand thousands of trees. Trees, and trees and bushes and trees. I assume they’re all part of our final destination.

We trek, cutting through the dark with the blade of our lights, humming tunes I don’t recognize but eventually pick up, stopping to take photos of cool trees and the moon and a giant toad we find by a tiny stream who was singing to the night sky, we laugh and tell stories until, CRACK! What was that? “What the fuck was that?” Holly echoes my thoughts, a little more vulgar than I was. “Huddle in close.”

I spot the head of something. It’s skipping along, barefoot and camouflaging with the trees. Big ears, an almost human face and body, but the skin is textured like the trunk of a tree. The right colour, too. It’s smiling and it’s round green eyes sparkle like a gemstone. Like an emerald. It stops, surprised by us and our lights, and tilts it’s head. Then, it disappears. Like the lifting of fog, it just fades away.

I wonder, would anyone rather stay a human if given the choice?

I hum along to the song that is playing so softly that I bet only Adrian and I are able to hear it. Not Nineteen Forever by The Courteeners. A song that Kelvin added to our playlist some time ago. You're not nineteen forever, pull yourselves together. I know it seems strange but things they change

“Yeah, it really is no issue…” he trails off, indicating he has more to say but doesn’t quite want to. I smile and nod slowly, giving him a chance to try. “Um… Do you? Uh, can I have your phone number? Or your snap or something. So I can message you what I want for supper, if I think of anything. I’m Jewish so I only eat kosher. And I have… I haven’t any allergies. But I will send some of my favourite meals, if that’s okay. Doesn’t have to be fancy, of course”

And I’ll be tagging @my-cursed-prince @minutiaewriter @vanessaroades-author @comicgoblinart @little-mouse-gardens @toribookworm22 and anyone else who wants to join in :)

[californiannostalgia]

it is 4am or maybe it's 5 who fucking knows but I was sifting through some cool toa posts (and today's song fixation happened to be Arcade bc I watched some really cool vid edits) (you know the one that goes "loving you is a losing game") and I got a galaxy brain idea

what if: a Wandavision AU for Apollo

it's a sitcom thing(?) starring Lester! the single dad(?), his tiny girl-child-bestie(?), and his weird-ass relatives who barge into his life being all "you haven't come to thanksgiving dinner" except they all seem be calling him by the nickname of a greek god?? wut??

old-fashioned laugh track comedy with annoying cousins, an annoying sister, the mother who lives far away, a creepy stepmother and a deadbeat bio dad plus the really weird aunts and uncles (it's a whole extended family extravaganza)

obviously the fic would be 9 chapters long (imitating Wandavision), and the Big Bad would be revealed as the lil garden snake (it's Python, the dick) who turned out to have trapped a god in an illusion world and was feeding him the fantasy that he wasn't a god who had colossally messed up with people he loved

(HOLY SHIT APOLLO IS PROBABLY DATING HYACINTHUS IN THIS HYPOTHETICAL SHOW) (tv show logic says he got divorced w/Daphne?) (of course they're both illusions with whom Apollo gets to have some heartfelt conversations and closure)

this is where the question of Who Is Real in this Dreamscape World arises: is Meg real? is Will? the other kids? (I think the gods might be fake, except for Artemis, who may have come to check on him when he went incognito?)

(FUCK JASON IS PROBABLY HERE FUCK FUCK THAT ACTUALLY DRAWS IN A LOT MORE CHARACTERS THAN I ANTICIPATED) (fuck are the other gods actually here, in tiny parts of themselves? do they also enjoy forgetting that they're gods too?)

basically Lester has to make peace with himself and his past, tell specific members of his illusion-godly-family to fuck off, have some heartwrenching conversations with the dead people in the illusions, then drop-kick Python into oblivion because Apollo is Ready to Live in the Real World and What Is Grief If Not Love Persevering, He Has People Left to Love (Wanda deserved better)

this is an incomprehensible post and I apologize to anyone who has to read this but *gestures* A Potential WIP for my procrastinating, multi-WIP self? (I need to finish my WIPs man)

in summary: LESTERVISION

EDIT: I just realized that if this is an illusion world where you can hypothetically live with the dead, there are multiple pjo/hoo characters who will be signing themselves the fuck up (but that makes things so much more Complicated ahhh)

(Nico is definitely getting Bianca) (Leo would have his mother and best friend back) (I dunno is Annabeth hanging out with Luke? is Thalia inseparable from Jason? are they a posse? are we doing full opposite land? Percy and Annabeth have got a big friend named Bob) (does Meg have her father and does it weird her out enough that she realizes this world is an illusion)

(maybe everyone except for Meg are just happy illusions that Lester dreamed up--his desire to allow happy moments for his friends) (yeah that feels accurate)