#the fandom has a really good blanket of talent

[heckitall]

Now that we're entering into 2024, I'm asking some artists and writers that I follow:

1) What is the one piece you're most proud of from this past year?

2) What are some pieces that you would have liked more people to see? If you can include links, I'd love to go check them out!

3) What were your top three favorite pieces (art, comics, fics, etc) that someone else has made this past year?

(As always, no pressure to respond! Feel free to just ignore, or let me know if you'd rather I not send you these kinds of asks in the future.)

1) What an exercise in trying to appreciate my old work - but i gotta say, Lil Prick is probably my favorite. Its so random and came to me suddenly and i just needed to draw it and... it makes me laugh

2) UUUUHHHH honestly? i think everything is pretty well rounded. like there's nothing that sticks out that i was disappointed in the fandoms response. if i had to choose something, it'd be the comic version of No Rest For The Weary by @plothooksinc : NRFTW comic but really, i just like plugging it cuz the colors were so fun

3) NO REST FOR THE WEARY obvs, @tangledinink's Swanatello, and @happyfoxx-art's Aftermath. that's three right. three? three. but if i had four, LSoW would be on it because the writing is a delight, and krangified Donnie comic because of the inspiring way to tell a story, and GiTS was a huge influence on what i really enjoyed about the fandom ---

how dare you make me choose

this was hella fun though, thanks for the walk down 2023!

[outerwilds-events]

Well, Campfire Fest was an absolute blast. We had 18 participants and 65 submissions. This is a huge accomplishment that all of you made together! Thanks again to everyone who participated, it wouldn't have been such a great event without you. Major kudos to @noofl, @poisonhemloc, and @sawyer-is-eepy for submitting something for every day of the fest week during fest!

Honorable mention to @unnamedpebble for submitting something for every day of the fest week with the late submission period. Links to each days works are below the cut. If you haven't had the chance to peruse everything you really should. Everyone did such a great job and I continue to be so impressed with how talented this fandom is.

Be on the look out for more information on mod applications and on the winter event!

Day 1: Hourglass Twins, Angst, Slate, Locating the Eye

Tugging the Tether by @sawyer-is-eepy (fic)

Hour Glass Twins Warp Tower by @660percent (art)

Okay Maybe There Was One Death From The Space Program by @poisonhemloc (fic)

A Ship In Need of Repair by @carolkinopf (comic)

Bitter Medicine by @noofl (comic)

broken window by @tippertot (fic)

Campfire Fest 2024 Day 1 by @jellyfish-grave (comic)

Assurances by @merrydock (fic)

The Arrow of Time by @spitzyyyy (fic)

dropped in a canyon (help has now arrived) by @tksfandomhellhole (fic)

Post Feldspar's Disparition Slate by @unnamedpebble (art)

Time Stops for No One by SpaceMange (fic)

Day 2: Timber Hearth, Fluff, Hornfels, Music

Revelations by @sawyer-is-eepy (poem)

Hornfels - The Astronomer by @unnamedpebble (art)

What if Hornfels Didn't Know How to Whistle by @noofl (comic)

If You're Going to Play around a Campfire (You gotta have a Fiddle in the Band) by @poisonhemloc (fic)

Technically Kazoos are after Mirlitons Timeline-wise But by @poisonhemloc (fic)

a favorite of the formerly deceased by @spitzyyyy (fic)

Campfire Fest 2024 Day 2 by @jellyfish-grave (comic)

Child of the Stars by spacemange (fic)

Artistry by @merrydock (fic)

anti-fall tarp by @tksfandomhellhole

Day 3: Brittle Hollow, Hurt/Comfort, Gossan, Warp

Gossan by @unnamedpebble (art)

Gossan by @noofl (art)

Good Thing No One is Watching the Black Hole and About to Freak Out by @poisonhemloc (fic)

Brittle Hollow/Warp by @660percent (art)

warp to me by @tippertot (fic)

Untitled by @sawyer-is-eepy (art)

Campfire Fest 2024 Day 3 by @jellyfish-grave (art)

you're lucky they won't remember this by @spitzyyyy (fic)

Day 4: Giant’s Deep, Humor, Prophy, Sap Wine

Porphy and the Good Stuff by @cobaltbluesu (art)

Small Doodle by @noofl (comic)

This is a Speed Running Strat by @poisonhemloc (fic)

it do go down by @tksfandomhellhole (fic)

Porphy Tasting their Favorite Batch of Sapwine by @unnamedpebble (art)

Humor, Porphy, Sapwine by @jellyfish-grave (comic)

Behold! Sapwine! by @sawyer-is-eepy (comic)

Reflection under stormy green skies by CrimsonQuill086 (fic)

Thanks for Being my Time Buddy by SpaceMange (fic)

Day 5: Dark Bramble, Horror, Solanum, Ghost Matter

Noooo Hatchy by @unnamedpebble (art)

Our Friend with Ghostmatter by @noofl (art)

I Like to Think They are More Salamanders Than Fish by @poisonhemloc (fic)

The Horrors of Basic Biology by @tippertot (fic)

Solanum by @jellyfish-grave (comic)

Horror by @sawyer-is-eepy (comic)

Horror by @sawyer-is-eepy (art)

The Day After the End of the World by @tksfandomhellhole (fic)

Day 6: Space Station, Romance, Hal, Time Loop

White Hole Station by @unnamedpebble (art)

Hal and the Hatchling by @noofl (art)

Space Station by @660percent (art)

Space Station, Hal, Time Loop by @lutiaskokopelli (art)

River Chats by @poisonhemloc (fic)

If You Can't Talk Someone into Being Your Weighted Blanket Homemade is Fine by @poisonhemloc (fic)

Romance by @2isted-chocol8-art (comic)

Hal the Pal by @sawyer-is-eepy (art)

My future is in the forest of the stars by CrimsonQuillo86 (fic)

Day 7: Open Prompts

Time Buddies for the Soul by @unnamedpebble (art)

Don't Worry Guys They're All Fine by @noofl (comic)

Trailblazer 1 by @cobaltbluesu (comic)

Just a Weird AU Started by a Fall Out Boy Song by Fallout Boy (@poisonhemloc) (fic)

Universe by @2isted-chocol8-art (art)

Let's Walk Together by @jellyfish-grave (art)

Final Day by @eldritchcats (art)

Good-bye Campfire Fest by @sawyer-is-eepy (art)

The Divergence Hypothesis by @tksfandomhellhole (fic)

[heleentje]

So there's a take that crops up every so often in the Breath of the Wild fandom, and it goes something like this:

Windblight Ganon is such a piece of cake! If Revali were as talented as he claimed to be, he wouldn't have been defeated by it, so clearly he's just an arrogant blowhard.

I disagree. Because while Windblight might have been relatively easy for the player to defeat, circumstances conspired against Revali in every possible way.

Strike 1: The Blight Ganons were tailor-made to defeat the Champions

While it's not stated outright, the Blights seem to be custom-made to put their respective opponents at the worst possible disadvantage. So while Link can avoid the whirlwinds on the ground, they would be very disruptive to Revali's Gale (something he's only been able to do consistently for a short while). Arrows, too, can easily get blown off course by the wind even when using a heavy bow (so can a Rito, who is presumably lighter than a Hylian).

If, on top of that, it was raining (implied by memories #16 and #17), then Revali's favoured bomb arrows would have been useless. Not a great recipe for a fight.

Strike 2: Rito don't see well in the dark

Botw is a game that doesn't tell you a lot upfront, but you can find a wealth of information in every little corner. Case in point, in Gerudo Town there's a Rito named Frita. And she has a very interesting tidbit to share if you talk to her at night.

[Image ID: A Rito named Frita in Gerudo Town says: "Us Rito... We haven't got the best night vision, to be honest."]

When the Calamity emerged, an unnatural darkness blanketed the land. A darkness that persists from its appearance all the way through Link and Zelda fleeing and their final stand at Fort Hateno, up until Zelda temporarily sealed the Calamity (memories #15, #16 and #17).

That’s without even mentioning the laser show Windblight Ganon puts on. Ever encountered a car with LED lights on a dark road? Now imagine how Revali felt.

Strike 3: Revali had to fly non-stop for hours to get to Medoh

After sinking some hours into playing botw, you probably get used to warping all across the map via the shrines. Going from Lurelin to Rito Village is a matter of seconds. And if the Sheikah had been able to unlock the Sheikah Slate fully in the past, that would have been a massive boon to the war effort.

Unfortunately, they didn't. Which means that, when Calamity Ganon emerged, all the Champions had to take the long road to their Divine Beasts.

Now what does that mean for Revali? We can hazard a pretty good guess, but we don't have to, because the art book tells us: Revali flew straight from Lanayru East Gate to Rito Village. It's hard to tell exactly how long that would have taken him, but I'm estimating that would be about 8-10 hours flying non-stop.

[Image ID: A map of Hyrule showing the presumed routes the Champions took to get to their Divine Beasts. Revali's is a straight line across Hyrule.]

Which means Revali (like the other Champions) was probably already exhausted by the time he got to Medoh.

Aaaaaand that's three strikes, he's out!

But if that's not enough for you yet, here's one more thing. Admittedly, this is less solidly canon than the previous parts, but it's conjecture that, in my opinion, is backed up by the Champions' Ballad DLC.

Strike 4: Revali lacked his best weapon and may have been injured

The artbook shows us another salient tidbit. Revali could have detoured if he wanted to, but he didn't: he flew in the straightest possible line across Hyrule Field.

Hyrule Field, better known as the center of the chaos at the time.

Can we really expect a Champion, especially a Champion who's so eager to prove himself, to not stop and at least try to help? And while trying to help, what might have happened to him?

When you fight the Blights in the illusory realm, you gain a set amount of equipment, implied to be what the Champions carried with them at the time. And with Revali, something's missing.

[Image ID: The bow inventory during the DLC fight against Windblight Ganon. It includes a Falcon Bow, Duplex Bow and Phrenic Bow.]

Where's the Great Eagle Bow?

Would Rito Champion Revali, greatest archer in known Rito history, really not be carrying his signature bow, when every other Champion carried their favoured weapon?

This, combined with his route straight across Hyrule Field, makes me suspect that he did engage the Guardians, lost his bow, and may even have gotten injured in the process.

So there you have it. Just about everything was against Revali in that fight. And while Link, and by extension the player, may have had an easy time of it, they went into it at full health and with all the advantages of the Sheikah Slate.

Meanwhile, Revali arrived at Vah Medoh after a frantic hours-long flight only to be thrown into a fight he didn't expect against an opponent tailor-made to counter his every move, while he was unable to see properly and lacked his best weapon. And he still managed to put up one hell of a fight.

[blackberrysummerblog]

Oh my goddd how is it already Sunday?! I’m leaving for a really big trip on Tuesday and so naturally my house is not ready for the dog-sitters to stay over, and I am not packed. No worries, I’m sure I’ve got this covered 😒

Thank you so much to everyone who’s been tagging me! There’s so much good reading out there, and the art this week for Simon’s birthday—I’m blown away by the talent in this fandom.

I haven’t done as MUCH writing as I would like—I’m at that stage in my life where I no longer handily remember huge swathes of my “internal” writing, so if I don’t get it down right away or get called off to do something in the middle, it’s lost, and that has been my entire week, folks. I did get some done though! Here’s a little bit from my COBB that I fully expect to get some blowback over, because…well. You’ll see:

I bend down to admire some perfectly iced cinnamon buns, and above me hear someone chuckle. “You’re a Pitch, aren’t you?”

I glance up. And up. I rise to my full height and…I’m still looking up. It’s not often that I find myself craning my neck to look someone in the face, but the cheerful-looking man behind the counter must stand 6’5”, at least. He has short dark hair, square-shaped glasses, and a curious glint in his deep brown eyes. There’s nothing unusual about him other than his height, and yet I find myself staring. After a moment, I realise he’d asked me a question. “I am,” I say, keeping my voice even.

He smiles, and something feels like it’s cracked inside me. “Yeah, well, I’m Adam,” Adam says, extending a floury paw. “Adam Price. Your ancestor relieved mine of a herd of goats 500 years ago.”

Long enough ago that a grudge isn’t worth bearing, but then again, this is Watford. I ignore his hand. “If your ancestor had paid mine her due, perhaps he wouldn’t have been so wracked with guilt that he thoughtlessly left his pen open one night. Goats are wont to wandering.”

“…wont to wandering…” Adam repeats, tilting his head as his hand drops reluctantly back to his apron. He narrows his eyes. “Your family raises goats now, doesn’t it?”

“They’re hardly 500 years old,” I scoff, then pause. “The goats or my aunts.”

So yeah, there’s that 🤣 By the way, the art for this fic is SO gorgeous—my partner has been absolutely amazing and I can’t wait for everyone to see it when we post!

This snippet is from the one where Simon cleans up the room after blowing up Baz’s bed, and meanwhile has to sleep on the floor. For the first couple of days, anyway. Ahem:

“Snow.” I’m standing in the middle of the room in my pyjamas, waving my arms. He drives me up a wall. “Take the bed. You’re walking like you’re a hundred and three.” I’ve been spelling the floor soft for him every night after he goes to sleep, but it doesn’t seem to have helped.

Simon is in his school-issued pyjama bottoms and a thin cotton t-shirt, standing mere inches in front of me on top of his blanket heap. He presses his lips together and shakes his head. The motion apparently triggers a crick in his neck, making him wince in pain. “The bed is big enough for two,” he allows.

Absolutely not. “Absolutely not,” I tell him firmly.

“It is!” he objects, misunderstanding.

“Snow.”

“If you don’t want to share, then it’s all yours,” he says stubbornly, sticking his chin up at me. He always has to look up at me. “Is it because you’re a vampire? I won’t stake you,” he adds.

Crowley below. I can’t think too much about that statement, but it’s the last straw. “Sleep on the floor, then. The hard, cold, stone floor.”

And that’s it! I may not be heard from for a couple of weeks, other than posting COBB should the schedule place us on early. I will be traipsing around Scotland, then Paris, and I think it’s going to be a pretty good time! I hope all of you have good things happening for you too. No pressure tags to:

@palimpsessed @rimeswithpurple @valeffelees @cutestkilla @artsyunderstudy @thewholelemon @youarenevertooold @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @bookish-bogwitch @orange-peony @j-nipper-95 @letraspal @roomwithanopenfire @asocialpessimist @aristocratic-otter @aceumbrellaheroes @drowninginships @thehoneyedhufflepuff @monbons @carryonsimoncarryonbaz @forabeatofadrum @c0nsumemy5oul @nausikaaa @alexalexinii @ileadacharmedlife @iamamythologicalcreature @tender-ministrations @fiend-for-culture @larkral @arthurkko @skee3000 @stitchy-queerista @ic3-que3n @raenestee @facewithoutheart @supercutedinosaurs @beastmonstertitan @mooncello @cows4247 @harrie-leithillustration @prettygoododds @sailorblossoms and anyone else with things to share!

[the-sun-and-the-sea]

some thank yous for the new year

This year has been one of the greatest years of my life both in fandom and outside of it, so I wanted to take a minute to share some gratitude with you all as 2024 ends!

first, a blanket thank you to everyone who interacted with me on tumblr or ao3 this year. being a part of this community is an incredible experience and I can't express how much it means to me

thank you to my beloved odesta mutuals (and if you are wondering if you're part of this category, you are). Your dedication to the pairing and openness to the infinite possibilities inspires me every day

thank you to @solar-halos for organizing not one but two weeks dedicated to annie and finnick! It has been such a joy to see everyone's contributions

thank you to lily @persephoneprice for cultivating such a positive and warm community here. and for starting the accent challenge several months ago, which I will never get over because hearing your voices is incredible

thank you to the entire corso creatures discord server and everyone who had a hand in putting it together. I know I don't chat on there often but it's so fun to see how smart, talented, insightful, and hilarious you all are

thank you to abyssal @felixravinstills for organizing the holiday gift exchange. I had such a fun time with it and it really broadened my horizons as a writer which is a great thing

thank you to everyone who participated in/encouraged the many many ask games I reblogged. I know it was a lot but what can I say. I love ask games

thank you to everyone who read, enjoyed, and/or commented on my fics this year. it truly means so much to share these stories with you and to know that you liked them

I am wishing everyone a good end to 2024 and a happy and healthy 2025!! <3

[i-think-you-mean-reduction]

Weekly Wednesday or Friday Tag…

Thank you to @mybrainismelted and @blue-disco-lights for tagging me! 🥰 I’ve had a lot going on these past couple of days that I haven’t had a chance to do the tag until today!

Name and A03 handle: Rach & i-think-you-mean-reduction

Current Location: I am in my bed surrounded by my comfy blankets!

Favorite picrew: I have never done a picrew! Maybe I will one day!

What’s one thing you want in a picrew? I honestly haven’t got a clue!

Favorite thing you’ve created (or seen created) for the fandom? I haven’t ever personally created anything for the fandom, but oh man how do I choose?! I love the art, galladrabbles, and just all the writing! This fandom is so talented and I’m just so grateful to be here!

Why is it your favorite? All the content just gives me an escape and I’m so happy that so many people create!

Did it come easily or was it hard to create? …..

Last ao3 fic you commented on? Thicker than Forget by @wehangout 😊 It was such a wonderfully written story and was so beautiful!

Biggest WIP heartache you’ve ever experienced? I try to at all costs avoid a WIP. If I’m pretty confident the author is going to finish the story I will read one and don’t mind lengthy time between updates. That fucking dopamine spike when I receive an email for an update on a story I’ve been reading is unmatched! Long story short, the only story that comes to mind is Love is a Ballfield by and_i_take_it. Such a good story and I’d love to read the ending!

Favorite trope or head cannon you like included in a fanfic? My list of favorites is LENGTHY. I love a friends to lovers! Pining! Soulmates! A ‘you are my person and I might be the only one that truly gets you, but my love for you is all consuming’ kinda story! Ahhh, I love so much!

Least favorite? I’m going to agree with @mybrainismelted and say degradation!

Secret or surprising kink or trope? Fanfic has really taught me A LOT about the shit that I am into. I never thought I could like a/b/o, but I read M8TE by @gallawitchxx and it was so good! If a/b/o is part of a well written story I will eat that up!

Describe how you feel after you’ve created something new? I’ll have to let you know if I ever create something!

Top hype man you have that always helps you get across the finish line: My best friend 💕💕💕

It’s been a bad day, you turn to the fandom and you _____? Scroll on tumblr or search for a new fanfic to obsess over! I’m in the middle of reading Highway of Hedonism by @roryonic and @gallapiech and damnnnn, it’s so good!!

Since I am so late getting this posted I’ll skip tagging! 🥰

[fictionfordays]

Tyelkormo HCs

Fandom: Tolkien

CW: Some gn!reader towards the end!

A/N: Requested by @a-world-of-whimsy-5 as part of my 100 Followers Milestone Event! Thank you, my beloved! Tyelko is my sweet sweet baby boi and my comfort character. I just love him sm frfr !!! <3 thank you for the request! I hope these are sufficient :)

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❀ I think he's a lot more understanding than he lets on - depending on the person

❀ He loves the living void out of his brothers and cousins, especially his parents, though his relationship with his atar is pretty rough at times

❀ He's the only one allowed to tease his brothers. Even pranks, he might let his cousins in on the prank but generally speaking, pranks do NOT go well when done by others.

❀ And he's not afraid of beating the living shit out of someone for it

❀ Tyelko is a big cuddler. He LOVES physical touch and physical attention. His hand will always be on someone whether protectively or drunkenly (bc, yes, this hound loves a good drink and a good time)

❀ His favourite cuddles are admittedly with Húan. The big ball of fluff is like a bed, a pillow, and a blanket all in one. They can usually be found napping in the shade of a big tree or in the sun by the window if indoors

❀ He loves plants and animals. He'll sometimes collect acorns and other nuts to hide for the squirrels that might need some extra help.

❀ I hc that he works with plants a lot more than other members of his family. He has an herb garden he loves tending to near his hunting cabin, which isn't actually that far from his family's estate.

❀ He loves making herb bundles. He'll hang them in doorways to help make his hunting cabin or his chambers in the family house smell better while also adding an aesthetic charm to the space. He also uses them as like smudge sticks / smoke bundles for cleansing his indoor spaces

❀ Loves picking bouquets of flowers for his ammë (and eventually his partner)

❀ He really loves the outdoors - a known fact - and he tries to bring in as much as he can. The forest is his home, but he can't ALWAYS be outside for whatever reason so he brings a lot of nature inside. Lots of flower pots, trailing vines, rock collection, sticks, feathers, furs he might keep from his hunts, etc. He just loves it so much

❀ Definitely the type of dude that likes to sit in the rain or sit next to an open window while it's raining

❀ He's not known for his musical talents, but I think he does play a couple of instruments and he does sing. He knows a lot of campfire songs and knows a lot of spooky stories too. 10/10 camping partner



Some domestic hc:

❀ Will definitely come into the bathroom to have a conversation with you while you're trying to pee, or while you're trying to relax in a warm bath. Will also use the excuse of styling or brushing his hair in the mirror, too. You promptly scream and kick him out if he tries to do that while you're going #2 though

❀ He can read. It may have taken him longer to learn than his brothers, but he CAN and he'll read books or short stories occasionally when the feeling calls. Definitely reads a lot more once you come around though. He wants you to think he's smart and well-read. He loves listening to you read to him, but will sometimes indulge you and read to you as well.

❀ If you're having a hard time falling asleep, he might read to you, or tell you a comforting story. He'll gently trace your facial features or rub a little lavender oil on your temples to help you fall asleep as well.

❀ He actually really loves drinking tea with you by the hearth. You could sit in comfortable silence or speak quietly about your days. Maybe he'll give you a back rub (though that might lead to other things...)

❀ If you're struggling with your anxieties or insecurities, he's got you. You will never ever doubt for even a millisecond that he would dismiss or make fun of your feelings. He can always sense when you're feeling a little off, and can feel when you're about to have an attack. He loves the outdoors for this reason - it's quieter and there's no one there to poke and prod at you. It's just you and the forest.

❀ He'll pull you into a firm hug, breathing in your scent, which calms him just as much as it calms you

❀ He enjoys your company, even if you're mad at each other for one reason or another. He doesn't like how quickly relationships move traditionally as he feels like he wants to get to know you, enjoy you and who you are and what you enjoy, and really take his time doing so. It might take a little while before he asks for your hand in marriage, but he'll get there eventually when you both feel ready for it

❀ On a similar note, it takes him a while to confess his love for you. He's very open in the fact that he likes you and that he enjoys your company (and that no one else is allowed to have you), but love is... different. It's stronger. It's more vulnerable. It's scary. He was very nervous of saying it the first couple of times.

❀ When he's feeling soft and cuddly, he'll whisper praises in your ears or against your skin. He just loves you so much. He thinks you're smart and beautiful, and he adores you even more if you like similar things as him.

❀ Man blushes and almost looks like Carnistir if you were to ever give him a drawing or painting with him as your muse. Doesn't matter how bad the drawing or painting is. It's the fact that you thought he looked pretty enough or that you admired him enough that you drew his features on paper/canvas. He gets so flustered, beet red, and... quiet. Honestly you've never seem him so quiet and it makes you VERY nervous. Did he just have a heart attack? Does he hate the picture? WHAT IS GOING THROUGH HIS HEAD???

❀ (Don't worry, he loves the fuck out of it)

❀ Same reaction if you write a poem for him jsyk

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[galateaencore]

Writers Asks 8/26/2024

thank you @vossn for the procrastination opportunity

When did you start writing?

technically age 8 when I wrote a mystery/detective story that I didn't know how to finish. but I started making these "visual novels" about a group of animal friends who go traveling the countryside when I was 6ish, and honestly, counts.

Are there different themes or genres you enjoy reading more than what you write?

if I enjoy reading something, I immediately want to copy it but better, so no. that said, I'm not as good at humor as I want to be.

Is there a writer you want to emulate or get compared to often?

ughhhhh. certain circles would def clown me for thinking I could even try, but writing-style and philosophy-wise, Babel, Zhadan, McCarthy. within my fanfic genre I do genuinely like Sapkowski; I don't want to emulate him in everything, but the way he makes his worlds both esoteric and down-home familiar is paralelled only in Pratchett and the Strugatsky brothers.

Can you tell me a bit about your writing space?

my house lol. I mostly write (and do most other things) in bed. it's a california king with an unreasonably expensive but totally worth it italian silk and down blanket. the furniture is a mix of MCM, chippendale, ikea, and baroque (all 100% authentic because fuck you). it faces a north-side inner courtyard so is usually dark, and it has excellent sound isolation. the walls have my collection of watercolors, ink prints, embroideries, and Found Things. there is a nude woman with the head of a fish, a smoking chimney pipe, and two japanese schoolgirls walking away from the viewer, and a high-concept print of a bison herd from a lithuanian artist that is called the great migration. i don't listen to music. sometimes i light incense.

What’s your most effective way to muster up a muse?

sit your ass down and start writing

Are there any recurring themes in your writing? Do they surprise you?

talking about one's own themes is a bit masturbatory, but that's what this tumblr is for. I always come back to small people surviving in big systems, the pull of one's own history, and coping with being a stranger. also, is fucking a theme? or is that a plot, or a narrative device?

What is your reason for writing?

graphomania

Is there any specific comment or type of comment you find particularly motivating?

honestly any comment leaves me shrieking. that said, my favorite thing about writing for rarepairs and small fandoms (and both) is that you're much likelier to attract other obsessed weirdos who get you on a cellular level. a comment from a person like that is my favorite type of comment.

How do you want to be thought about by your readers?

I mean, as being brilliant and their favorite, but that isn't saying much.

What do you feel is your greatest strength as a writer?

I want every scene to feel like it's really happening, like you personally know the people talking, and like the narration isn't even there except when it's being beautiful and incisive. there's a point in talent and skill when the writing becomes both effortless and unforgettable, and clearly I'm not there because I can't even describe it without falling into meaninglessly broad adjectives and conceptual kitsch.

How do you feel about your own writing?

It's pretty good but not transcendental.

When you write, are you influenced by what others enjoy or might enjoy reading, or do you write purely for yourself, or a mix of both?

This is a stupid question: the reader doesn't know what they'll enjoy reading until they read it, and your one job as a craftsperson is to figure out what that is and give it to them. That it also happens to be something that excites you is why you do this job and they don't. In a fanfic context, I exclusively write weird formless shit that a mother couldn't love (The Blob of writing), but I *know* there is at least one weirdo out there who will enjoy what I post, and everything that I post is for them.

paging @dclcq and @holylustration

[bidisasterevankinard]

hiii ✏️🔍☂️

Hi Dee 💙🫂😘 (get to know me)

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic

My first fic I wrote when I was 14. It was on my mother language and about kurt/blaine from glee(I actually like watched some their moments and only some first eps of glee don't judge me please). But I deleted it fast cause I had really offensive comment and well my self esteem always low. So I was writing a little bit for myself in dif fandoms, but deleted it from my comp or throw away notes. Only in buddie fandom I felt inspired again to actually write and share.

🔍 what character do you enjoy writing for the most

I love to write for Buck cause I love him and well I'm so buckcoded. But I also enjoy write Eddie and Bobby (especially Bobby in au I write now. He's my fav there)

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

IT'S SO HAAAAAARD. So I will give some latest fics I've read which just made me feel so many things and change me as person

forget-me-nots by so incredible talented @anxieteandbiscuits

Eddie loses memory close to their wedding about everything from 2015 and need to again fight internalized homophobia when he has a whole fiance, try to live without memories of 8 years of his life, find way to fall in love with Buck again.

JUST READ IT TRUST ME

we are a fresh page on the desk (filling in the blanks as we go) by my super talented love @heartbeatdiaz

Author Buck and actor Eddie meet cute before Eddie's audition for Buck's book, but Eddie doesn't know he talks with his fav author. They work together for months and pining so so much.

If you need something for cute evening with tea under blanket TRUST ME it's ur choice

The Trouble With You Is  by so fantastically talented @princessfbi

Eddie is Deputy US Marshal Eddie and he should protec Buck from Doug cause he's mafia boss and Maddie offers to help put him under arrest. Enemies to lovers, forced roommates, really good action and brat Buck.

If you need something super new in aus for buddie I highly recommend

I should go and find myself (before I ruin someone else)  by my wonderfully talented love @monsterrae1

Buck is looking what best for him in the start of 6s and finds himself in other universe where Buck and Eddie were together, but Buck from this universe died a year ago, and Eddie can't deal with it. So Buck should find his answers here and help Eddie from this universe to move and continue living, not surviving for Chris.

THIS THING WRECKED ME SO GOOD. IT KILLED OLD DI AND MADE NEW ONE. I WILL NEVER BE THE SAME . But I so so so recommend at least once to read it.

[firjii]

I feel like fanworks of any medium in any fandom can be an inherently double-edged sword and the reason why, in a way, I'm glad I haven't tried to religiously pursue it.

On the one hand, it's a beautiful example of dedication, creativity, and often otherwise undiscovered/overlooked talent. It can also be a legitimate stepping stone to bigger things or, in a few lucky cases, the start of a career that utilizes those same interests or talents.

On the other hand, much of the audience has extremely specific desires and is commonly in flux in ways that some other areas of life and society don't have an exact equivalent for. To be blunt, they're really damn fickle sometimes.

You can be dazzlingly, brilliantly skilled at your craft and have good relations with your admirers/followers/clients, but if something else captures their attention for a sustained amount of time, you either have to adapt to what they want or accept that you might've lost that connection with that particular person or persons.

Some people adapt to other fandoms just fine and continue to enjoy that dynamic. Some even ride a "wave" effect (i.e. their own personal interests coincide with fans') as a new fandom crops up or an old one surges in popularity again. I wish those people all the best because that, too, is beautiful to see.

But for lack of a better word, it's problematic for some creatives. Y'all like to say "death to capitalism," but artists (*general term meaning any people who make stuff in any medium) doing things for money are, in fact, technically participating in capitalism in some shape or form. That's just how it is.

And that's OK. It's OK to try to make a living from things you like for the simple purpose of paying bills and eating 3 times a day and not needing to sleep in an alley. That's not a vice and it sure as hell isn't grounds for canceling.

I've seen so many shitty takes on this about how fans are entitled to fully rendered OC portraits or an entire 50k novel or a whole-ass crocheted blanket or an album-length music project for free because "*nonchalant shrug* I simply don't believe in The System(TM)," with no regard for the logistics involved and no understanding that the time it takes to make stuff is time that can't be used on other things (whether that means employment, sleep, eating, or basic mental health self-care).

There are people online - and especially here - who scrape by at a subsistence level by making art/crafts or writing fics or coding IFs or writing music. Some artists (*general term meaning any people who make stuff in any medium) do it specifically because they have a disability or health problem that precludes them from other options. Some are autistic or are dealing with other things that fundamentally impact how they function as a human in the world.

Translation: some people literally can't just yo-yo into a new subject at the whim of fandom trends. It literally doesn't compute for everyone. They're faced with the choice to force themselves into other subjects just to maintain connections/a little money or to become legitimately interested in said thing "too late" when the height of fandom enthusiasm has long since peaked.

I used to think that people just meant politics or cancel culture when they said "fandom is kind of like high school," but now I get it: there's a distinct popularity contest element to it - or there easily can be one - not necessarily about the quality of the creatives' finished expressions or even fans' personal tastes of those expressions, but the level of fandom involvement and population size itself.

It's no one's fault that it happens and it's usually totally innocent and incidental. It's also not necessarily a bad thing - far be it for me to discourage people from moving on to things that are better for their mental health or move away from things that were bad for it. But it's inevitable that some are left behind in the dust from time to time, even if the other/new fandoms make every effort to be welcoming.

The basest advice you often get is "go with the flow," but some people simply can't do that. They pour their hearts into a particular medium or niche topic or inspiration source because that particular Thing(TM) clicks for them in ways that other stuff doesn't. It's not as simple as "yeah sure w/e I'll draw the little space man today instead of a salmon."

So idk I would just suggest that, as one example, when y'all want to get an OC portrait and the artist you want to make it explicitly states which fandoms they can do and yours isn't on their list, at least ask NICELY if they'd be comfortable trying something new. Don't barge in and pressure them, because we tend to already pressure ourselves more than our due.

You'd be amazed how many people don't grasp this.

[distortedclouds]

Clouds, hello!

For a 2023 year in review writer ask :3

1, 3, 9, 15, 19, 21, 22, 29, 30

Thank you for blessing us the past year with your wonderful stories, and once again - congratulations on finishing your magnum opus (for now; I'm sure you'll write another outstanding story if you were planning to write a long fic!) Black Water.

I said it already (many times but anyway) but I admire you a lot as a writer and I really look up to you a lot.

Heyyy Anna!!

I'm always happy to be a part of this fandom with people as talented as you! Also, the best part about writing BW was being able to share it you and everyone here ❤️

Let's get to the questions!

What’s something new that you tried in a fic this year? How did it turn out and would you do it again?

While this past year has been a wonderful and unique experience all on its own, it's gotta be writing "out of order"

Slow and Steady all happens in the same universe and the same timeline, but I wanted to try and let smaller stories flow together into one without having to worry about writing them all at that way

3. What’s something you learned about yourself as a writer?

That I get too much into a single "universe" and refuse to leave it. Im glad that this allows me to delve deeper into the characters emotions in a particular situation, but it also hinders my creativity that it becomes harder to write anything different or anything too different

Leaving is possible, but not as easy

9. What fic meant the most to you to write?

.... I tried to find a different answer, but It'd be a gross lie to say 2023 wasn't the year I posted some of the heaviest and hardest to go through chapters of BW

Thanks to BW I was able to allow myself to explore a lot of feelings and thought-patterns that I usually gloss over in my head because they're either too painful or too overwhelming to consider on my own, but in fiction, if felt more doable

15. Rec a fic you wrote or posted in 2023

It's only appropriate that I rec Slow and Steady, considering it started as a 2023 challenge (but will live on for much longer lol)

Kind of a way for me to hop between different points of their relationship without being stuck with a plot or particular narrative

19. Share your favorite opening line

The second chapter of Slow and Steady

"It’s the eighteenth day when Armin finally picks one up. It’s slim and long and surprisingly weightless where it fits effortlessly between his index and middle fingers. He wonders how much thought went into ensuring it’s as easy as possible to hold."

I love writing sad Armin who's trying to keep it together you know?

21. Share your favorite piece of dialogue

...... Anna do you know how much I wrote this year!?

on top of 8 chapters of BW ALONE

ffs

Black Water, Ch 20. Not The "pillow talk" but the part just before it. Annie isn't used to comforting and supporting Armin with words rather than actions, but this is the first time since the beginning of the timeline she does it and it'll always has a place in my heart

22. Share an excerpt from your favorite scene

Black Water, ch 17:

It was just this morning that Armin woke up alone. This same bed felt too big and too empty, with one of the pillows remaining squarely by the headboard, untouched and smoothed over. Now, it’s a mess; utter chaos. Annie has her hands in her hair, working out loose knots while leaning back on her pillow—which she’ll probably have to spend upwards of fifteen minutes working back into proper shape when they try to sleep again. The blanket resembles the peaks of high waves on a stormy day where it rests atop her knees, cascading in all sorts of ripples and wrinkles. Both towels she used are still on the floor, damp and in need of good airing so they remain smelling fresh. He tells himself that it does not matter that Annie wasn’t here this morning, or the night before, or the one to precede, but that she’s here now. That she came back and he’ll make sure to hold on to her properly this time around.

2022 was the year of making Annie suffer. 2023 was the year of making Armin suffer

29. If this were an awards show, who would you thank?

To my friend from 6th(ish) grade whom I exchanged a lot of my writing with

30. What’s something that you want to write in 2024?

Something Armin-focused for sure! I've been wanting to do that for months now with no luck. Maybe this year will be it!

[simpalert]

bloodmoon but no harvest 7:new sibling alert.

It's been a few weeks and everyones got to know eris, let's share some facts about them :D. eris is a very peppy and very polite person, they love things like plushies, baking, fluffy pillows, fluffy things in general, and being with her friends/family.

eris stims just like lunar, flapping her arms when happy or excited, or fiddling with her shirt when uncomfortable or nervous. she has a teddie bear named mister sweet, he's her comfort plushie. sun gave him to her. she goes by she/he/they pronouns, she'll usually have a pin on her shirt with her pronouns for the day/days she wants them cause she doesn't really know how to say/explain it.

erises favorite things to bake are cookies, cupcakes, and cakes. mainly cause you get to use a ton of frosting on them. her favorite frosting is peanut butter frosting and marshmallow frosting. she also likes sprinkles, especially the ones in little shapes like hearts, stars, and flowers. eris for a good while follows sun around like a duckling cause he's the one that found her and he's who she feels the most comfortable being with. even if he hit her with something when they first met, it was all a misunderstanding.

eris is amazed by any and all the magic moon can do, even if it's just making something disappear. she'll clap and ask him to do it again. moon learns that its easy to entertain her, so if for some reason they need eris distracted. he just does a few magic tricks for her and she's good and distracted. eris likes to hang out with the kids during the day, especially during arts and crafts. She's always so amazed by how creative and talented the kids are.

erises freckles can glow when excited and happy, which is another lil happy thing she does besides flapping her arms and wagging her tail. her rays spin and glow aswell, they can also retract when nervous or scared. She's a very talkative person, when she is able to do a video she is mostly the one talking. her favorite games to play for the channel are Minecraft and her favorite games, in general, are pokemon and animal crossing.

her room is a very pastely color and really organized, despite her seeming like a very unorganized person. her bed has a sun pillow [the one in the sky] along with a star and cloud pillow. her blanket is covered with clouds and has a gradient of sunset colors. its very very soft, which she adores. her ceiling had glow-in-the-dark stars and moons in it cause she likes them and is kind of afraid of the dark. her lamp has a little night light function built into it and it also has colors of a sunset on the lampshade. she has posters of her favorite animal crossing and pokemon characters, her favorite animal crossing character being Isabelle and her favorite pokemon character being ash and Pikachu.

at the end of the day before bed, eris gives everyone she can a small bonk, like how a cat shows love. everyone was a little confused at first but got used to it after a while. eris loves her family and her family loves her.

i finally expand on eris, yippie :D

part one - part two - part three - part four - part five - part six

tag list:@addisons-fandom-reblogs @tenaciouslittlething

[zot3-flopped]

Sorry I’m gonna rant, I hope it’s okay

I used to be a 1D fan, I was 14 when I became a fan, in 2012. I’m a fully grown adult now and have seen almost everything go down in this fandom.

I was never a Larrie but I always had a soft spot for Louis, mostly because I’ve been through the same kind of shit he did. Dad abandoning me, growing up working class, a very young mom, who passed away when I was way too young, my brother hasn’t passed but he ODed multiple times after several stints in rehab, etc. I always felt like I was somewhat kindred with him.

Silently, I always did think that he wasn’t that talented musically. I never really thought that he was TERRIBLE or anything. There are so many untalented people making bank that it always felt like a cheap shot to come for him. Music isn’t necessarily about the quality of the voice, sometimes it comes down to vibes or personality. I still think a lot of the things you and your anons say are exaggerated. Like, I don’t blame him for what he does to his own body. He’s free to drink and smoke and snort whatever he wants. We all cope with our life the best we can, and I can’t judge someone else for the way they live their lives.

I had tickets for Red Rocks, as well as tickets for a few other shows that are coming up, and I went to see him in Cincinnati. I didn’t go to Red Rocks because something came up at work, but one of my best friends did, after what she told me, after what I’ve seen, I will no longer call myself a fan. I’ll try to sell my tickets and merch, and I’ll grieve the connection I had with him for a while, but I’m done

I can’t believe I’m writing to this blog, but I know nobody else will post me, they’re all lodged so far up his ass that they’re unable to criticize him, and what happened yesterday was a wake up call

I need to emphasize this for those who weren’t there: the amount of hail that fell over the course of the evening blanketed the entire soil, to the point it looked like it had snowed. Not all of it was hurtful but a good 20% of it was big enough to cause harm. It’s a miracle nobody was seriously injured

This blanket of hail was already there TWO HOURS before the show was canceled!! It took them TWO HOURS to cancel the show while my friend was sobbing, trying to cover herself with anything she could find because she didn’t have a car. They had to beg and scream to be allowed shelter backstage. Some of the people around my friend were hit in the head and were bleeding from their scalps, she doesn’t have confirmation of this because she chose not to go to the hospital but she thinks a good chunk of people had concussions. My friend got pelted in the back and has two giant gashes near her spine.

How in the everloving FUCK was this allowed to happen???? How is it possible that it took so long for them to cancel? Why did Louis and his team stay silent for so long? Why did people have to cry and scream for so long to get shelter??? This isn’t human!

I’ve turned a blind eye to Louis’ attitude for so long but I’m up to here. What happened yesterday opened my eyes. I’m never giving him another dime. He can’t control the weather, but it’s up to him to ask the venue to cancel the show, it’s up to him to ask the venue to give fans shelter, it’s up to him to reassure his fans after they have to go through a traumatic event and what he can come up with is that he loves fans’ PASSION? “Hope everyone is okay”??? Well, they were not Louis. They weren’t! They were hurt physically because of the hail you failed to do anything to protect them from and emotionally because their idol, the person they were there to see, acted callously and like an asshole.

I’m so so so so done. I’m sorry. I’m just done. Seeing people who weren’t there and had no one to worry about say “it’s okay! It’s not your fault!“ or “oh no he’s devastated poor Louis he wanted to play red rocks” is boiling my blood.

This level of idolization is unreal, and I will not partake anymore

Thank you for sharing this. The more I hear about the storm from people who were there, the worse it seems and it's a wonder nobody was killed. Louis' casual attitude is unbelievably callous.

[darlingsfandom]

Of course you are one of my favorites, never doubt that😌

I actually got to know Pedro Pascal's work through you, i mean i knew who he was but I never took the time to look at his work until some gifs here caught my eye, i'm watching right now good omens tried to make a list of what catches my attention but i'm lazy and life sometimes doesn't leave me free time but i do what can to give myself some space, already knew Cillian Murphy before I met you and your blog, but I didn't know about breakfast on pluto for some strange reason in my country it is not available so used a VPN to watch it, it is great and i find Kitten's role absolutely interesting, but the truth is that one of my favorite roles of Cillian will always be Tommy, there is something about him that makes me feel so terribly attracted): i feel a bit like a fake fan because the role of Tommy is very known, but really that's my man 😮‍💨my mum even gave me a blanket of his. 😂😂 but...must admit that as much as i see Pedro don't find him all that attractive, although he's an amazing guy, i love his interviews, he's always entertaining, i tried to watch Stranger Things but feel like i'm not much of a fan of that type of series.

As for fandoms, i love, love Cillian's community he's an amazing actor, but i think people just can't stand it when you don't choose their favorite,probably, on the other hand, the role of Johnathan it's not much to my liking😅i've tried to read a lot of fics about him but he just doesn't resonate with me,but if i had to choose another Cillian character I would choose Neil🥹love him i just love him 🥹🥹💗💗 don't feel bad about it, you have your choices as far as favorites and what others say doesn't matter, if you feel like you don't fit in the fandom let's get started a new one you and me!!!🙂��↕️

Surely you have more recommendations, so if you don't mind you could leave them here.🥺🙏🏻

Menstruation is ALWAYS a pain, I want you to know that I couldn't admire you more, i'm sorry you're going through this, imagine it must be difficult, you're doing amazing, receive all my admiration, and remember that you're not alone!!!🫂🫶🏻

You deserve wonderful things too, I hope you know that!!!😘

Ber💌

I never thought I’d be someone’s favorite 🥺🥺🥺

Pedro Pascal is amazing!! It’s okay you don’t find him attractive , more for me!! He’s very talented and just watching his interviews he’s a goofball. He’s also older than me and most of the actors or actresses I enjoy are at least 15 years older than me👀👀👀

Stranger things is one of those shows that you either really love or you couldn’t care less. Good omens!! I’m not sure how far you are with it but it broke my heart! I understand that not always having free time but part of my problem is that I do have free time but by the time I get home from work I’m mentally exhausted! Which is why I binge watch tv or movies!

Cillian is … I could go on and on about how much I love him! He’s just so relatable. The man goes to work, goes home, eats his cheese and sleeps! Plus he adores his wife! You’re not a fake fan! Tommy is his most popular character because most people know him from Peaky Blinders and there’s nothing wrong with Tommy being anyone’s favorite! I really love kitten because not only does she represent an LGBTQ+ character but she shows the struggle perfectly! Plus she’s cute!

I can give any recommendations! It just depends on what you like and if your country has the show or movie! OH MY GOD NO WAIT! Are you the one who sent the kitten request a few months ago about adopting a pet with kitten ?!? I still have that in my inbox ):

I’ve been thinking of what I can do to help it. I have new birth control which could have also been playing a part in all of my moodiness. You admire me?? You’re going to make me cry ! In a good way 💕

[wrenreid]

Do you take requests? I had a prompt to send in, but I wasn’t sure. I saw a fic for another fandom where the guy was having wet dreams in bed with y/n female reader and I thought it would be a great smut Spencer friends-to-lovers story. ❤️

Wildest Dreams

I haven’t before, but I’d love to take requests! Thank you:)

synopsis: Spencer Reid has a wet dream about his good friend and coworker. He’s highly embarrassed from where his unconscious mind wandered, so he avoids her. That is until she forces him to tell her what happened. When he does, her reaction is not what he expected. Had to add some angst because it’s who I am. Hope you like this! i hate my smut

content: 18+ MDNI, oral (m and f receiving), penetration

The team piles onto the jet after a long case. All of your faces read tired, especially Spencer’s. He plops down on the couch, something he has practically claimed as his own.

“Mind if I join you?” You ask him. “Can’t sleep on the seats.”

He scoots over, allowing space for you. Gratefully you sit down next to him, leaning your body the opposite way of his onto the arm of the couch.

Both of you are dead asleep within twenty minutes, which is highly unusual given your records of mild insomnia.

The two of you sleeping in such close proximity isn’t strange at all like one might think. You’ve been friends since you joined the BAU two years ago.

You started out as an assistant of sorts. You were still in the academy, but you were given the opportunity to work on real cases, just not in the field.

Spencer and you clicked that week since he was the only agent, other than the talented Penny Garcia, that you spent the most time with. He was off the field due to his injury from getting shot in the leg.

Watching his mind work was fascinating. It seemed like he knew everything, and honestly he kind of does. He taught you a lot that week, showing you how to apply all of the psychology and people-reading you’d learned in the academy. Being in the BAU with him was more beneficial than your classes at the academy.

You’re woken up to the sound of your own name. It’s coming from Spencer’s lips. He’s still asleep. You wake him up, worried he’s having another nightmare.

“Reid,” you say softly to not wake up the others. “Spencer. Hey, I’m right here.”

He stirs awake from your gentle shaking, his face beat red. “Y/n?” He sounds like he’s still partially asleep.

“Are you okay?” You ask him, voice still in a whisper. “Did you have another bad dream?”

Spencer shakes his head. Then he nods. He seems confused. Embarrassed.

“It’s okay. It wasn’t real,” you comfort him, patting his knee gently.

He pulls the blanket over his lap more, causing you to move your hand. “I know,” he sighs, nodding.

“We should be landing soon,” you say. “Maybe you’ll get better rest at home.”

Spencer shrugs slightly and turns his face away from you. You don’t take it to heart. You know how these dreams can be for him. Real. Terrifying. You know because you have them too.

When the plane touches ground and comes to a stop, all of you get off the plane gratefully. It’s late. Nearly 2 in the morning. Hotch tells everyone to get home safely.

“Do you want a ride?” You ask Spencer once both of you have your bags situated.

“I’ll just get a cab,” he tells you quickly.

“Really, it’s no problem,” you say, “It’s late.”

“It’s fine, Y/n.”

His voice has been clipped and distant for the last half hour. Why is he acting this way? It couldn’t have been something you did because you don’t remember doing anything.

Instead of fighting him on whatever it is that’s up his ass right now, you nod and walk to your car.

The two of you take turns driving sometimes. It saves gas money and allows you company on the 40ish minute drive from your neighborhood in D.C. to Quantico. You don’t live too far away from each other, only an 11 minute drive. It would’ve been no problem to take him home. But he opted for alone time. You guess you can’t blame him.

“Are you going out with us tonight?” You question your friend, rolling your chair to his desk.

“I don’t think so,” Spencer answers quickly.

“Why not? We haven’t had a team outing in ages. Let loose, Reid.”

“Y/n,” he warns.

“Fine,” you huff, rolling your eyes. “Movie night then?”

“Movie night?”

“Yeah. Just you and me. That new horror movie is on HBO now,” you wiggle your eyebrows, knowing his love for horror can persuade him.

“I don’t know,” Spencer says, pressing his lips together. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“You don’t think what’s a good idea?” Your eyebrows raise.

The two of you have had movie nights multiple times in your two year friendship friendship.

“Just leave it alone, okay?” Spencer says, shrugging you off.

You don’t want to make a scene at work, so you roll your way back to your own desk and continue the paperwork from the last case.

Spencer has never acted this way toward you. Sure, he’s been secluded and reserved, but he’s never been one to shrug you off, to push you away.

Something is up. Something has made him close himself off. He can’t keep shutting you out like this, not without telling you why.

So after work, you try to catch him before he leaves. Unfortunately, Morgan decides to tell you and Emily a story, and Spencer slips out of the bullpen while you listen.

You’re a confrontational person. And your closest friend is avoiding you. This means one thing. You force him to tell you what’s up.

You knock on his door, not too loudly. He opens it after a few seconds.

“Y/n, what are you-?” He starts.

“What did I do?”

“What?” He huffs softly.

You fold your arms, standing in front of him with a serious face. “You’ve been avoiding me for days. I don’t know why, so tell me. What did I do to make you mad at me?”

Spencer’s face softens. “I’m not mad you.”

“Then why are you being so short with me? Why are you avoiding me? You’ve been a little bit of a dick.”

“I’m not avoiding you,” he says then pauses. “Okay, I’ve been avoiding you. But I’m done now. You’re right, it’s dickish.”

It’s always a little funny when Spencer curses. It never sounds natural.

“Why though?” You stay stern, needing to know what’s up with him.

“Come in,” he motions his head toward his living room.

You oblige, making your way to his couch. He sits beside you. You’ve been on this couch a thousand times together.

“So?” You question.

“You’re really going to make me say it?”

“Yes, I am,” you tell him.

Spencer sighs. “When we were on the couch the other night on the jet, I had a dream…”

“Yeah, I know that,” you say.

“It was about you.”

“Did something bad happen?”

He shakes his head. “Well, it depends on what you think is bad. We were in bed together.”

A laugh bursts through you. “Wait, you’ve been avoiding me because you had a wet dream about me?”

“Don’t call it that,” he groans.

“That’s what it is!” You chuckle, a big grin on your face. “That’s no big deal, Spence. It happens to people all the time. You have no control over what your unconscious mind conjures up.”

“So you’ve had one?” He asks.

“No.”

The blood has rushed to his cheeks deeply. He’s embarrassed.

“I haven’t thought about you like that in my sleep,” you tell him. “But perhaps I have while awake.”

Spencer lifts his head off the back of the couch. His eyebrows are furrowed. “What?”

It’s your turn to blush. “Yeah. I mean, the thought has occurred a few times.”

“I don’t quite know how to respond to that,” he presses his lips together.

It’s cute when he does that. It’s nerdy and shy.

“You don’t have to,” you say softly. “I just wanted you to know you’re not in the wrong for having a dream about me.”

The two of you have absentmindedly inched closer to each other. Your hand rests on his leg.

“Are you about to kiss me?” You ask, looking into his brown eyes.

“Only if you want me to,” he says.

“Show me what we did in your dream,” you whisper in his ear.

What happens next is not something you ever thought you and Spencer would do. You weren’t lying when you said you’ve thought about it, but you never thought he would’ve felt the same.

Your lips make contact softly at first, but his neediness takes over and his mouth dominates yours.

You always thought Spencer would be more of a gentle lover, but it turns out he’s an all consuming powerhouse.

He pulls you onto his lap, his hands squeezing your thighs and ass. He’s grown into himself well in the past year, and he’s definitely gotten more confident. You like this side of Spencer. A lot.

He tells you to lift your arms up, and you obey the order, eager for him to do more. Your shirt comes off quickly and his hands leave your ass and grab your tits. He’s not too rough, but he’s definitely not gentle.

You smile down at him before connecting your lips to his neck, careful to leave your marks in places he could easily hide under his clothes.

“Was I on top or bottom in your dream?” You ask, voice low and raspy.

“Both,” he answers, fingers working on the buttons of your pants.

You slide off of him and shimmy out of your work pants. You stand before him in mix matched underwear. He doesn’t care that they’re different colors. He wants them gone.

He lifts his shirt above his head and tosses it to the ground. “We should take this to my room. There’s not much space on the couch.”

“Yes sir. Or should I say doctor?” You wiggle your eyebrows.

“Yes, yes you should,” he grins, obviously liking the use of his title on your lips.

He follows you into his bedroom. You’ve laid in his bed on late nights multiple times. But he never shared it with you. He must’ve been too scared his true feelings would come out at night like they did on the jet.

“Lay down,” he says softly.

“I thought I would do something for you first,” you say, pulling him in by the belt loop.

“No need, sweetheart.”

“But I want to,” you tell him.

He nods. “As you wish.”

After slipping down his pants, you position yourself on your knees. He hands you a pillow so you don’t get sore. That makes you smile.

You take just the tip at first after running your thumb along it. After getting use to the feeling of him in your mouth, your head bobs up and down on him. Spencer’s hands tug on your hair as he finishes in your mouth.

“Your turn,” he says with a smile, looking down at you.

“If you please, doctor.”

His mouth is on your clit in no time. His tongue and lips work magic, causing you to call out his name.

“God, Spencer,” you whine, your hands tangled in his hair. It’s much shorter than it was when you met him, it makes him look older. In a good way.

With a combination of his fingers inside you and mouth working on your bundle of nerves, your legs are shaking and you’re finishing.

Spencer hardly gives you time to catch your breath before his lips are on yours and he’s hovering above you. You don’t mind. You need him.

“Are you ready, darling?” He asks.

When you say yes, he slowly slips himself inside you. He gentle at first, giving you both time to adjust.

His thrusts gradually speed up, and the slow and gentle turns into fast and rough. The sounds of your heavy breaths and moans fill his bedroom.

“Fuck, Y/n,” he groans, hand on your neck.

“Don’t stop,” you breathe out, wrapping your legs around his torso.

It doesn’t take much longer for you both to be moaning loud and shaking once again. You clench around him as you come, causing his own finish to release from him.

You bask in the high of the adrenaline coursing through your body. The two of you breathe heavily, your hearts pounding.

“Wow,” you sigh, moving your hair out of your face. “So, was that as good as your dream?”

“Much better,” Spencer says, rubbing your cheekbone with his thumb gently.

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[wistfulcynic]

an alternative reading of the dock scene and its aftermath...

thinking about the question “why did Ed not hear the gunshot when he was on the dock/getting the dinghy” or, alternatively, what if he did??

when we consider what we are actually shown about what Ed knows or thinks or thinks he knows about why Stede never showed, it’s not actually very much. We see him arrive on the dock, look around for Stede. We see him waiting. We see him rowing away and returning to the Revenge, we see him in the blanket fort eating marmalade from the jar and talking about curling into a ball to die. Because this is all very cleverly framed as typical breakup behaviour and based on what we know about Ed’s general sense of self-worth, we viewers all very naturally assumed he was sad because Stede abandoned him. 

but why would Ed assume that? This is the question that keeps tripping me up. Why would Ed’s mind, his very sharp, clever, analytical mind, immediately jump to abandonment before all other conclusions? Yes, there is the factor of his low self-worth, but Ed has no real solid reason to believe that Stede’s non-appearance was down to deliberate choice. There are a whole ton of explanations for why he might not show, and i struggle to believe that Ed wouldn’t at least have entertained a few of them. 

wasn’t he curious? Wasn’t he worried? He knows Stede’s propensity for getting himself in trouble, stabbed up, etc. Wouldn’t he at least have wanted to find out for sure before going full sadboi-breakup-robe? 

unless... he has a really good reason for believing Stede is never coming back. 

hearing the gunshot + Stede not showing + the violent life Ed has led, in which death is both common and commonplace, all of this i could easily see leading to him drawing the conclusion that Stede is dead. And then not analysing that conclusion too closely because in at least a corner of Ed’s mind he must be thinking of course Stede is dead. Of course he, Ed, would have his chance at happiness snatched from his grasp just at the moment he thinks he might actually get to keep it. It must feel like karma to him. He’s not a good person, after all. He’s the kraken. 

plus of course Ed has been emotionally and psychologically expecting to lose Stede to death one way or the other pretty much from the very beginning when he was half-dead from a stab wound, all the way through Ed’s own attempted murder to Stede nearly dying by firing squad the day before. In a way it must feel like Stede’s death is inevitable, and that Ed’s only been postponing it by rescuing him/not murdering him/the Act of Grace. But now the time’s run out. He always knew it would.

which would mean that Ed’s spiral into blanket forts and marmalade isn’t breakup sadness it’s mourning. It’s him faced with the irretrievable loss of everything good in his life. No wonder he wants to curl into a ball and die. No wonder he’s grasping at anything he can get to mitigate the wreck of his dreams, from dressing gowns to sparkly nails to talent shows. Yes, of course that could be read equally logically as just him dealing with a breakup but it does seem like a Lot, especially if it’s based on the simple, unconfirmed conjecture that Stede didn’t show because he changed his mind. 

If Ed is in mourning, then he’s not just sleeping in his ex’s old t-shirt, he’s desperately trying to pick up any pieces that he can of what he’s lost--Stede’s clothes, Stede’s blankets, Stede’s marmalade, Stede’s crew. Stede’s people-positive management style. It’s only when Izzy threatens him and he realises that he can't have even those small pieces that he throws Stede's things away to show Izzy (and everyone) that he’s not pining. He’s not vulnerable. He’s heartless. He’s the kraken.  

then he sobs alone in his bed because he’s not actually heartless at all and the love of his life is lost forever. 

so yeah. It’s not a flawless theory. But chew on it with me if you would, please, fandom, and you’re welcome for the tears.