#the fic with the books and the doggo

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if jack and phryne had a kid jack would definitely outfit her with cowboy boots and phryne would pin the buffalo bill badge on her and dot would make the most adorable-est kid clothes

[readychilledwine]

Eris Vanserra Week 2024 Masterlist

A soon to be happy @erisweekofficial.

** - indicated for sure smut fics

Day One - Bonds/Bargains:

**A Page From Another's Book:

“It turned out well for me,” Rhysand picked at his jacket. “Make a bargain with her, force her to spend time with you.”

Eris x Azriel's sister Reader

Day Two - Childhood/Legacy:

Love in the Kennels:

Eris shook his head. "We were closer to 50 when that happened. We became rivals after we met right away. I couldn't train the hounds the way she could.”

Eris x OC

Day Three - Healing/Betrayal:

Tainted Love Pt 2:

He just needed you to breathe. To open your eyes and wake up. He held no concerns in the world other than you and you alone. Regardless of what you had done to him.

Eris x Reader

Day Four - Traditions/Hounds:

**The First Hunt:

“Now, now, my pretty bunny. Silence is the most important part of the hunt. The hounds can't find their prey If you sit here huffing.” Amber eyes stared at you, a pleased smirk on his face as you crossed your arms. “I warned you, little wife. I said this would bore you.”

Eris x Reader

Eris and his Doggos Headcanons

Day Five - War/Adventure:

**Peace in the Violence:

Hands. Hands touching your thighs, your hips, your back. Hands roaming every inch of you. Desperate. Aching. Yearning. This wasn't the trip he had planned for your anniversary, but war waits for no male.

Eris x reader

Day Six - Au/Retellings:

The Cursed Ballet

Of the 7 courts, Autumn was your favorite to dance in. The beauty of the leaves, the crisp fresh air, the well maintained stage. It was all enough to distract you from why you were truly here. From the magic the plagued your body. You finished tying the slippers around your ankles, mind trying not to linger on the curse you and your older sister now shared. “It's fine,” you whispered. “You've danced in front of thousands of fae.”

Eris x reader (Swan Lake Retelling)

Day Seven - Free Day:

A Game of Fate:

Your words behind those closed doors would haunt Eris until he died, "I will marry you only if Lady Autumn is freed and allowed to leave wherever she sees fit, safely and with your blessing."

Eris x Reader (requested)

[jolalibrary]

I thought I’d introduce myself properly, because either you know me or I change my name that often you think you do but you’re not sure 😏

✨ I’m jo, shorthand of a longer name

✨my previous usernames have been: undercoverpena and mvtthewmurdvck — you may know me for writing late night texts (a Javi text fic) or from writing cod. that is if you don’t know me from frankie and joel.

✨ she/her, from the UK, I’m married to a man but I’m bi and a cancer 🦀. Im also a celiac and I have a diagnosed anxiety disorder—sometimes this makes me go into a hole and I’m sorry for when I go quiet

✨ I previously wrote for daredevil, bucky barnes, cod and then I saw a tiktok of javier peña and I had to know more about him and now im here. frankie stormed into my life some months later and i think I may have fallen in love in real time

✨ I love romcoms, romance books and usually I’m HEA—sometimes I might rip your heart out but it’s rare. I will always warn

✨ I love music, my taste is all over the shop and often I can have a good day just because my playlist was good

✨ I am dyslexic and 85% of the time I am not ashamed of it, but sometimes I feel daft and silly and I hide in my head

✨ english speaking, but know a tiny bit of German (I had a tutor for a year to converse with a friend who moved to the UK for her birthday) and am now learning Spanish (self-taught and with a tutor). sometimes learning a language is easier than knowing the right word in english—dyslexia make that make sense.

✨ I have one doggo who we call corgi, he is a corgi. he’s one of the best things to ever happen to me and the first person I’ve ever thought “I’d turn the world up side down for him”

✨ outside of writing, I like taking photos of books, making things in Canva, frustrating myself at making gifs (newly taught myself) and currently enjoying making candles

✨ my husband is fab, he turned my fanfic into a book so I could hold it and he knows that I be writing on here, but he doesn’t read them (he did sneakily read some of LNT, I’m told. but he stopped after chapter one so he could ask)

✨ I like to be an open book, where I can. I like the colour pink a lot and I really enjoy writing people falling in love.

that’s all for now! if you want to know anything more, my inbox is open ✨

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Tell me, PLEASE, that I am not the only one who finds the Jayvik Punches and Plants dynamic fascinating.

We had a...

Doting Dad and Toymaker Viktor

Retired Superhero and Fanboy Jayce

Things I love about their cameo:

Viktor is never simply referred to as "Viktor." He must be referred to by his full name, "The Super-villain Viktor."

Jayce took off his cap and glasses, and pretended no one knew he was the "Defender of Tomorrow." Very Superman of him.

Viktor acts like an Asian mom to Blitzcrank. "Oh, you did not study law or medicine? How... disappointing." Except: "Oh you are an upstanding citizen? Disappointing."

Jayce has a retractable hammer that turns into a KEYCHAIN. Coolest weapon concept.

Viktor had a giant scary doggo robot while fighting Jayce. (Or it could be Battlecast Prime Cho'Gath? Either way, V is serving a very ✨Megamind Peak Performance✨)

Jayce wears a casual fit version of his usual outfit. AND STILL ACTS LIKE NO ONE CAN RECOGNIZE HIM.

Viktor retired and became a Toymaker. A Toymaker. With a teenie glove on his hexclaw.

Naturally, Jayce retired shortly after Viktor did. And do you know what he did right after?? He began collecting geeky items such as comic books and figurines—and TOYS. And do you know who makes TOYS??

They are making me ill I swear to god.

Punches and Plants fic AU where Viktor finds out Jayce was his number one customer. 😗🤌

[commander-rahrah]

Talking to the Moon: Part IX

Pairing: Astarion x GN!Reader Word Count: ~2570 Warnings: some borrowed in game dialogue, no use of y/n, canonical warnings apply!

archiveofourown: here

masterlist: here

part I: here part II: here part III: here part IV: here part V: here part VI: here VII: here VIII: here

Summary: Set in the end stages of Act III. The party faces it's biggest threat, yet Astarion can't help but worry about his future with you.

Notes: Hi folks ♡ What a hiatus! But I'm now officially married and loving life with my partner and doggos! This chapter is a bit shorter, but I didn't want to get too nitty gritty with details of the last fights leading up to the netherbrain (cause there is too many scenarios/decisions about who you bring and side with etc. etc.) and also because that's not really what this fic is about so... lol. I just wanted to add in little Astarion POVs and twists here and there for wrapping up the main game/known content so then I can get into the custom/headcannony stuff for the end! I would say there is probably 2 chapters of this left where I can wrap up this little story and give these two little heroes a happily ever after!

Thank you so much for reading! As always, kudos and comments are very very appreciated ♡♡♡

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Astarion’s red eyes couldn’t help but always go to you — visions dancing in them as he envisioned his future life with you.

Like when the group was in Lady Jannith’s house a week ago — ghosts and possessed furniture aside — all he could do was imagine the grand home was both of yours. Lounging on the settee with his head on your lap. Reading a book on one of the high backed chairs in the study. Ravishing you on the large, luxurious four poster bed. In the tub. On the balcony.

He thought his desire for you would be a slow build, a steady incline like the last few months had been. As you had slowly re-wired his mind and soul with your patient, gentle touches. As you showed him what it was supposed to feel like. At first it had been casual touches, then slightly more intimate gentle caresses. Then you kissed him again — gods, he still thought about that kiss on those crumpling ramparts. Then it was more than just his lips you put your mouth on, spreading kisses over parts of him that he had never thought of in that way. And it was like his body was set on fire in a whole different way.

But when you both reached that precipice and jumped off that cliff — when he finally got to have you, again, he was ruined.

You had ruined him. He felt like he could never have enough. Gods, he loved you. And you loved him. You repeated it, continuously to him — the words uttered so often to him that they were beginning to sound like a prayer. You loved him. You said you would love him for the rest of your life.

Your whole life… Just a fraction of his.

You would love him for the rest of your life.

And then he would miss you for all of his.

Save of him suddenly finding a cure for vampirism or you being turned immortal he would lose you one day. A thought that rattled the vampire to the core. Astarion had tried to broach the topic, but you kept brushing it off. To be fair, the entire group was constantly dealing with the looming threat of total annihilation thanks to the Netherbrain — but he couldn’t help but worry. You had finally given him something to hope for, a future to look forward to. Pardon him for being concerned it would be cut prematurely short.

Such worries were flooding through him now, his pale fingers trembling as he looked around the ominous cave. It was dank and dark. It smelled absolutely disgusting, and his boots were wet from having to swim to shore. Yet his red eyes could not stray from you for long, not even as you checked on your friends, grabbing their shoulders and giving them determined nods. He had to force the lump in his throat down into nothing just to keep it together.

He needed to be strong. You needed him to be strong. The vampire needed to put his fears of what the expiration date of "forever" would be for him and his mortal love — if only for long enough to stop the chaos of the Absolute once and for all. No instead he would focus on what he will do once you all won. The celebrations and adventures still to be had. The touches to share, expensive wine to drink and stories to whisper.

His thoughts steadied as you approached, though the smallest line in between your brows caused him worry. "You always pick the most romantic spots." He teased, grabbing onto your waist as you sidled up next to him.

You raised a brow, a smirk tugging on the corners of your lips, "Says the man who brought me to a cemetery."

He barked out a laugh, "Touché."

Your laugh didn't quite reach your eyes, which were instead darting around the cavern nervously.

"Darling," Astarion grabbed onto your chin tenderly, forcing you to look at him. His red eyes flickered back and forth over your features before he finally spoke, "There is no limit to what I would do for you. For us." Your bottom lip trembled at his declaration, silver lining the bottom of your eyes for a moment. "I waited centuries for you. Nothing will stop me from being yours. Not time, or vampire master, or a monstrosity of a brain." His pale thumb brushed the tears away from your eyes, and his lashes blinked his own away, "I love you, my moon."

"I love you, Astarion." You whispered shakily.

He placed his cold lips on yours, more softly than he had ever done before. So soft and tender that he didn’t even realize he was capable of it. Both of his hands cupped the sides of your face, using the momentum to pull your chest flush against his as he deepened his kiss. Before you could react, he pulled away though, letting out a husky breath. "We better survive this. Because I never want to stop doing that."

You blinked yourself out of the stupor he had put you in, looking up at him with shining eyes. "We will."

"Get a room lovebirds!" Karlach's teasing voice echoed from behind. "We gotta brain to kill."

The rest of the group had soft smiles on their face as they looked over you both, before stepping forward with determined nods. 

You straightened your shoulders, standing at full height as you looked over your shoulder to the ominous path ahead, though your fingers still stayed twined in Astarion's. "Shall we then?"

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Gods, were you strong.

Stronger than him undoubtedly — even with his spawn nature and physique.

The concentration in your brow and lip as you held the golden sphere around the group, your hands never faltering as mind flayers and spells and a dragon were hurled at you. Yet your powerful magic kept them all safe, shielded and protected by your will.

The unwavering focus in your eyes as you faced the monstrosity of the Netherbrain. Astarion’s knees had trembled and his dagger would have fallen through the sky if it wasn’t for the enchantment tying it to his palm. But you didn’t falter — though he wasn’t sure if you took a breath the entire time.

Your quick nerve as you and Gale formulated a plan together— the group falling head over heels through the air as you all hurled from the falling Netherbrain and nearing the water below. Your hands steady as they mimicked the wizard’s, casting the spell that defied gravity at the perfect moment.

The conviction in your voice as you said goodbye to some friends — but convinced others to save themselves. Sending Karlach and Wyll off together, bidding Lae’zel farewell for now. Convincing Gale that he himself, as he was, is good and pure and right.

The strength of your mind as you yet again concentrated on a spell — covering you both in magical darkness as Astarion had to flee the sun. The strength of your arms wrapped around his torso as he cried into your chest — already grieving the feeling of the warm light and the new life he had found in it. The strength of your love for him — whispering to him that he would be alright, that it was okay — huddled together in the forgotten alley until with your spell and your soothing voice you were able to coax him from his hiding spot.

Your strength to be vulnerable — to let the mask fall once you, Astarion and Gale were alone. Looking at the empty chairs at the tavern table that once held your friends — now all spread across to different planes of existence in a matter of moments. Your tired, sad smile as you and Gale gave each other comforting hugs, whispering your pride to the other after all of the anguish and turmoil had settled. 

How easily your fingers laced through Astarion’s cool, pale fingers as he dragged you away upstairs to finally be alone. Behind the wooden door, both your masks fully dropped as you embraced each other tightly, faces pressed into each other's necks. “It’s… over. Truly over.” You muttered into his skin, your warm lips eliciting goosebumps on the sensitive skin. 

"Ha," A half-hearted chuckle escaped him, shaking you both slightly. In this moment, it truly sunk in. You were here, you were both here. No tadpoles or mindflayers. No vampire masters or ascendancy to haunt you. You were both yourselves, safe and whole. "It is."

You pulled away to look at him, your eyebrows knitted together, "I thought I would feel more-"

"Relieved?" He finished for you. 

"Yes. I am but... I almost feel more unsettled now than ever before. I can't stop thinking about our friends, our city, the children..."

He grabbed your shoulders tenderly, giving them a squeeze, "No one expects you to have an answer for those things. You've done so much already." 

You flushed, looking down between the two of you. "We have. All of us."

But he lifted your chin with a curled finger, raising your gaze to look back up at him, "Don't sell yourself short. No one would have made it this far without you, my moon. I know I wouldn't have." 

You only sniffled as you blinked away the silver tears that were trying to fall from your eyes. 

"Now, I think the bare minimum the hero of Baldur's Gate deserves is a good night's sleep. Don't you think?"

"Ugh, I feel like I could sleep for a century actually."

"While I don't think I want to part with you for that long, I surely understand the sentiment." He winked, before leading you over to the soft bed in the center of the room. "Sit."

You silently obeyed him, watching him as he kneeled to gracefully untie the laces of your boots before sliding them off. As he worked on helping you change, he could practically see the gears whirling in your head. So he shook his head softly as you finally opened your mouth to speak, "Rest, my love. We can talk about the rest later." 

You nodded in agreement, before reaching across to the other side of the soft mattress and patting it, "Will you lay with me?"

"As long as you will have me."  

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You had hoped for a dreamless night — you had even done a half hearted prayer to Selûne as your head hit the pillow that your mind would find peace after the insanity of the day.

And by her grace or pure luck — or perhaps it truly was from the exhaustion of these past few weeks — you slept. Your mind was clear, and quiet for the first time in months. No dreams, nightmares or visions had come to plague you either. 

As you slowly woke up, you lavished in the sensation of the mattress enveloping you, the soft blankets covering your body. The sensation of Astarion's weight and presence next to you made your heart flutter and stomach warm. When you finally cracked an eyelid open, you found that the vampire's red eyes were already trained on you. He was laying on his side, his head perched on his hand braced on the pillow. His lips quirked up as he realized he had been caught staring.

“Hello, darling.” He whispered affectionately, reaching out to move a stray hair from your face. 

You smiled at the tender touch, before looking around the room quickly. You couldn't tell what time it was — courtesy of both of you 'sunproofing' the room before heading to bed. You suddenly realized the hours you would keep would become very different — not that it bothered you. “Did you sleep at all?”

“Hmm, barely. I thought after everything I would and yet… too much on my mind I suppose.”

"I seem to remember someone giving very specific instructions to get a good night's sleep. Did that not apply to you, starry?" You said with a smirk, stretching your limbs above your head lazily. 

His eyes followed your movements, his lips parting slightly before he spoke again. “I was just thinking of freedom.” He shuffled slightly closer on the bed, “How we're free of the parasite. I'm free of Cazador. How I’ll never be in someone’s power again. And all it cost… was my life in the sun. Now I belong to the shadows. And I can't help but think... now what?" 

Your lips pulled into a sad smile, shifting closer to him as well, “If it’s what you desire, I will help you find a way to walk in the sun again.”

His red eyes went round, “I— do you think it’s possible?”

“I think the last few months have proven that anything is possible.”

A chuckle bubbled out of him, “I guess you’re right. And even if there’s a small chance… plus, it would mean we setting off on another adventure together." He said fondly, before looking back over at you. "Is that what you want? Is this what you want? I would understand if you wanted to go your own way…”

You pressed your fingers to his pink lips, halting his thoughts spiralling down. “This is my own way. With you. Have I not made that clear before Astarion Ancunin?" 

He kissed the pads of your fingertips, before drawing them down to hold to his bare chest. “Good. Because as selfless as I am, I really didn’t want to let you go." He said cheekily, nuzzling closer into you. "We are rather excellent together you know."

"And united there is nothing we can’t do." You said confidently. 

He arched a white brow, "Even making a vampire walk in the sun?" 

"Even that. Though it may not be an exciting adventure at first, it may take some hours in a library completing research first." 

"Ugh, I was hoping you wouldn't say that." He said dramatically, rolling out of your arms to sprawl across the soft mattress. 

You chuckled at him until the sound of a heavy thud outside your door made you both whip your heads forward. With a furrowed brow, you slipped out of the bed and cautiously approached the door. 

It opened with a creak, though no one greeted you on the other side. Looking down, you found several tomes and volumes of books in a neat pile on the floor. Bending low you scooped them up and carried the large stack into the room.

"What in the heavens are those?" Astarion questioned, flopping onto his stomach on the bed as he watched you cross the room. 

You placed them down on the little wooden table next to the bed, before running a finger down the spines with a smile. A Book of Light & Darkness, Curse with Vigor: Casting & Undoing, The Magic of Freedom... 

A folded piece of parchment was placed in between the first two books. Grabbing it, you opened it and instantly recognized the curling cursive inside. 'I hoped you slept better then me. But I had an idea in the middle of the night and made a visit to a friendly wizard's tower. We best get to work.'

You laughed as you handed the note over to the curious Astarion, "It seems Gale had the same idea as us." 

"Well, I guess that means we aren't getting rid of the wizard anytime soon." He said with a fanged grin. "Good, I was just starting to get used to him." 

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I SAW YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN! I know this is such a basic idea but I adore the idea of Alfie and his wife going to get another puppy or doggo as a sort of 'companion' for Cyril bc Y/N would definitely believe that "Cyril deserves his own companion too Alfie 🥺", I love your fics so much and thank you for the blessing of your work angel ❤️

Hi love! Thank you so so much for the very kind words! 🥰🥰🥰

Initially Alfie wasn't really on board when it came to getting another dog, but not for the reasons you might think.

He was afraid Cyril would feel replaced by the new puppy.

Yes, he was a more caring man than he'd initially let on, but still Alfie was convinced that you fell for his whole song and dance about "no more bloody dogs an' that is final, that!" and he wouldn't have to explain.

Of course you didn't believe him, not even for a second. You knew Alfie better than anyone, but not even your reasoning could get through that tough and stubborn exterior.

Sometimes Alfie got too deep in one of his foul moods and you just had to wait it out.

He of course remained convinced that you believed his poorly constructed facade and that would be the end of that.

Unfortunately for Alfie, his wife remained something of a certified expert in dealing with his moody nature and so you devised a plan.

A plan as cunning as that husband of yours.

You already knew that with Alfie the more revealing truths of his character were the things carefully left out of the narrative and so tricking him remained the only option.

But tricking a trickster, well, that looked roughly as easy as stealing from the king of thieves.

So you took a page out of your husband's book and terrorised Ollie until he joined your little charade.

"Mrs. Solomons, I'd rather we didn't sneak around the office..." "But I am Mrs. Solomons, aren't I?" "Well, yes...?" "So what's mine is his I reckon, blah, blah, blah, 'till death do us part, all that jazz, now hold the door for me, will ya?" "Mrs. Solomons, but your husband doesn't like it!" "Cheer up Ollie, darling, I'll just be a second! Now, where does he keep the bandages?" "Mrs. Solomons, are you... Fuck! What is that?!" "That is a dog, darling, don't look so shocked... Hand me that bottle." "Mrs. Solomons, I know what dogs are and this ain't it!"

You see, the charade had to be believable.

It had to work.

So the dog had to mean something more than just a dog, you had to give it all a believable story.

As fate would have it, you overheard your neighbours gossiping about a gang holding illegal dog fights near Whitechapel.

So you recruited four biggest members of Alfie's gang and got yourself a dog.

Or two.

Or ten.

"Got" would be the term used loosely here, truth be told you stole them all and ordered the men behind the ring executed, but potato, potat-oh.

All of the poor creatures were given a good loving home, except one that looked both the scariest and the most injured.

That one you decided to keep and with Ollie's reluctant help you managed to clean up most of his wounds.

Perhaps the greatest surprise of all was Alfie's reaction.

Contrary to his usual habits he said nothing as soon as he entered the office.

He looked at you, then at the dog, then at Ollie.

You chose your best impression of a deer in the headlights for the occasion.

(Granted, Ollie got the worst of the squinting and a very menacing hum thrown in there just to let him know who's boss and that the aforementioned was very much disapproving of the impromptu gathering in his own private office, thanks very much.)

As soon as Ollie left, though, the dog was given a proper introduction and all your worries left you when you saw Alfie smile under all that beard and initial suspicion.

You figured, though, that if you were to keep your husband on your toes, you'd expect nothing less in return.

[polaroidcats]

Hi Cat :D

Top 10 things* about Sirius? Remus? SiriusandRemus?

*anything: fav traits, moments; canon, headcanon. go wild cat :D

hi nyx! ✨

ok here we go, in no particular order and also not saying these are the only things, these are just the first 10 things that come to mind!!

Sirius:

he's just such a cool, badass character, no wonder baby teenage cat had a crush on him i mean look at him and how he handsomely handsomes around!!!

how loyal he is and how much he loves the people he cares about, especially James and Harry

his sense of justice, or idk if justice is the right word, but the way he looks at the world I guess? that's so vague but idk how to put it into words better. but basically that he doesn't just accept the status quo but challenges and wants to change it

HE'S A DOGGO!!!!!!!!

his tragic storyline, like he has been through SO MUCH and it's ALL SO HEARTBREAKING and yet he still tries to show up for harry as best as he can HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE HIM FFS

I love that he became an illegal animagus to help his friend

the fact that he joined an antifascist resistance group as a teenager. have I mentioned I like what a badass he is?!

the fact that he chose the name snuffles

how acecoded/queercoded teenage sirius is written in the books

the fact that he actually came back from behind the veil and lived happily ever after with remus!!!! <3

okay now Remus:

I love that his solution to a problem in PoA seems to be chocolate, A+ problem solving skills

I know some of his teaching methods are a bit unhinged (ahem, boggart), but when I read the books as a kid I really loved him and wished I had a teacher as cool as him!

I love how much of a damp puppy he is

That whole interaction with Snape and the marauders map in PoA

I love how he never learnt to trust that he might be wanted somewhere, and by I love it I mean it rips my heart out and also makes me want to shake him and scream at him that he is loved and wanted

how quickly he goes from thinking Sirius was responsible for James and Lily's death to "let's kill peter together", very normal behaviour

how much of a hot mess he is

same as for sirius, I love that he joined an antifascist resistance group as a teenager

I love how he reacts to the mention of James' name

I love that he actually never got married or had a kid, and also didn't die and actually lived happily ever after with Sirius!! <3

WOLFSTAR

they're both puppies

all the angsty sad stuff in their storylines but also all the potential for softness and post azkaban domestic fluff and healing and hair washing etc

how they reunite for the first time in 12 years, hug like the bros that they are and are already in sync and ready to commit murder <3

that remus just moves in with sirius at GP12

that sirius lies low at lupin's

the "sirius sit down" moment

they're the gay uncles harry deserves!!

i love it in fics when they both have their own shit to deal with and their own traumas etc and both believe they're not worthy of love but then find love in each other and ughhhhh just them healing together and being soft in fics is so gooodddd

i love that they're close friends first, before they are lovers

i love that they canonically didn't die and lived happily ever after forever and ever and ever 🫶🏼🫶🏼

[laracrofted]

Blow the poppers, it's a NYE celebration!! ✨🪩

Love, love, love this idea and have so many blogs/fics I want to call out! As someone relatively new to this fandom it's been such a joy immersing myself in so much talent and some of the kindest people I've come across on the internet.

Fics/blogs I love and want to give the biggest smooch to for 2024:

@withahappyrefrain's Behave truly had me in a chokehold (haha punny) and I can never go back. Plus cute doggo pics!

@ohtobeleah's Vice is the gift that gives and gives and one of the fics that got me back into writing. The grazing boards and funny commentary are also gems.

@bobgasm's Kingpin is literally the bee's knees, I cannot get enough of Mob!Bob. Or of Steph's edits (although some may haunt me forever).

@bradshawsbitch's Son of a Preacher Man is one of the most beautiful fics, we live for Preacher!Rhett. Always happy to see Alex in my notifs!

@lewmagoo's Million Dollar Man is one of the best Rhett fics, it scratches a part of my brain and I could read a whole book specifically of MDM Rhett. Plus Leah gets the Lew brainrot!

@sebsxphia I can't even narrow down which of Seb's fics I loved most this year, we were blessed with quality content! Such a sweet presence in this fandom with the best drabbles.

@creatchie8's Yellow Soul is so, so good, between the tension, smut, and Perry Abbott slander. The way I become so immersed in the world is a treat!

@roosterforme's Old Habits Die Hard has made me into a Bradley girlie and I'm not even sorry. I've even started the sequel! She provides us so much free content every week, and is so funny, we are so lucky!

@ryebecca has THE best moodboards, I swear every single one I reblog and tag #moodboards i love. Because I love them all! If I had to choose, the Bob D&D board makes me giddy.

@bobfloydsbabe's Eccentric Professor Bob is incredible and I love him and I cannot wait for the next update! Helena is also the sweetest!

@sailor-aviator also got me on the Bradley train with her Tarzan!Bradley. It's hard not to fall in love with how endearingly Liz writes her characters!

So many other incredible fics out there, but pretty sure I've hit the character limit on asks 😂 so blessed to be in a fandom that continually kills it!

♥️

one thing i've discovered in this positivity night is that asks apparently don't have a character limit anymore ??? but you listed so many amazing authors, and i really have to second son of a preacher man (@bradshawsbitch), yellow soul (@creatchie8), and million dollar man (@lewmagoo). such great rhett fics!

end of the year positivity night 💌

[thepublishingpress]

hullo there, human! i am named basil ^-^ basil dela cruz!

enjoy as you watch me spiral into madness in the author's notes of all my fanfics and (sometimes, but rarely) when i make art :3

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fun facts abt me!:

I have two doggos- one of them shares my online name, basil! the other is the grumpy peanut, my pfp!

i enjoy trials of mana (ive only played the remake, sadly! i want the og, but i wont buy it-)

i have almost all the pjo books

I have a habit of joining fandoms without watching/reading the book/show/movie....

i have a stuffy (plushie) named bitbit :3

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my gender? how kind!:

i'm a female <3

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nationality~:

fully filipino!

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favorite characters (bc i have taste):

game = green

movie/show = blue

book = red

Sokka ;3 (from Avatar: the Last Airbender by Nickelodeon)

Leo Valdez (from Heroes of Olympus by Rick Riordan

Mikleo (from Tales of Zestiria by Bandai Namco)

Zuko (From Avatar: the Last Airbender)

Percy Jackson (from Percy Jackson by Rick Riordan)

Sorey (From Tales of Zestiria)

Ariadne (From Ariadne by Jennifer Saint)

Telegonus (from circe by madeline miller)

Telemachus (from circe)

Circe (from circe)

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fandoms/communities i'm in:

Percy Jackson

Avatar: the Last Airbender

Tales of Zestiria

Narnia

Greek Mythology in general ig???

does art count-

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ships~:

percabeth

sormik

kataang

zukka

i dont rly ship anyone from narnia sadly (except maybe casmund)

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fic guide!:

PJO fics- (And Greek-myths in general)

dream of me (a fic focused on tv show!poseidon)

you're holding the heart of mine (focused on book!poseidon)

The Oracular Goddess (Agathe lies to be the Oracle, and faces consequences)

Ariadne's Revival (A fic on Ariadne and Dionysus. Short and sweet. Also my first post!)

A:TLA fics-

In The Midnight (fluffy zukka fic)

A Smile I Will Never See (kyoshi warrior!sokka)

A Civil Conversation (a pre-zukka fic)

A Second Chance (Pakku-centric, also includes Kanna!)

In Remembrance of You (kataang angst, takes place during tlok)

Discoveries (That I Panic About) (zukka, ft. confused hakoda (he... takes it well dw :3))

the fire burns so bright (until i cannot hide) part 1 (zukka au ft. actual spirit zuko and firebender sokka)

Dysfunctional Fam(tm)

(I thought it required its own section)-

Chapter 1 - The Start

Chapter 2 - Godly Troubles Galore!

Chapter 3 - Suspicions....

Chapter 3 - The Return of the Star

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!WARNINGS!

I WILL NOT TOLERATE ANY HATE ON THIS BLOG.

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Note:

may make changes to this post ty <3

p.s. i forgot to credit @thatcheeseycandle

[holly-fixation]

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before

Does personal lore mean it has to be about me?? I'm gonna assume yes?? I can't tell what this question wants. My personal lore is that I hated reading for most of my life. I mean more than 80% of my life. Ironic, I know. It's still incredibly difficult for me to pick up a book and just read! Somehow this did not transfer to fanfic. It's one of the few things I can read without getting fatigue.

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairing

Let's stick with good old Zack and Sephiroth for this one. I head Canon Zack is very good at brushing Sephiroth's hair. HOWEVER, in the wing AUs where Sephiroth's wing appears while he's still sane, Zack is garbage at preening. It takes too long! It's not intentional that he gets impatient and less and less careful. This has lead to tearing multiple chunks of feathers from brushing too fast.

The biggest problem is accidentally ripping a feather out from its root. Sephiroth's instincts kick in and he suddenly attacks the offender, no matter who it is. He only injures Zack once before having enough control to stop himself. Zack never holds it against him. It becomes a quiet night of the two being close until Sephiroth no longer feels overwhelming guilt for what he's done.

Sorry, got a little carried away. A well known bit of personal lore: everything I write becomes angst.

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

Hojo is incredibly interesting. Yes the man is a complete sociopath, but I cannot deny the steps to his madness and how it grew throughout the game and fascinating to me.

I really don't have many unpopular opinions (at least not with the Tumblr crowd). Ships though? Different story.

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

So in The Last Straw, I came up with this completely bullshit idea: a child with a significantly higher concentration of Jenova cells cannot absorb any nutrients except meat based protein (or the lab made equivalent). This is based off the fact that Jenova in that world survives on the lifestreams of planets, and if you look at a food chain and think of the planet as one more link, Her species is Always a predator.

I realize now, after writing all of this, that the question does ask for backstory. Woops.

Anyway, I was trying to BS a name for this condition. Then I found the significantly less severe condition of malabsorption. On a surface level, it's a condition where the body does not absorb nutrients/absorb them properly. So because this was so different than anything else I've researched, it sticks out.

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

The blond landed on the vehicle and Strife swiftly removed the blade. Every second they wasted on this transition meant more firepower on the truck. Cloud grabbed the handlebars with his left hand and the Buster Sword with his right. Together they swept through Shinra's ground forces, men knocked off their vehicles and onto the unforgiving pavement.

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

@altocat - always kind and let's me steal her ideas

@prismaticpichu - a font of kindness who always has a Fluffy idea cooking. Great when I need some joy.

@winter-doggo - his art always makes me smile. And he still leaves great comments on my fics despite my sudden lack of online interaction.

And you! Yes you, @shadowbanshee , because you're one of the only people that's left me asks like the ones I see for everyone else I follow. I still see likes for the "CC Sephiroth finds CCTV footage of Lucrecia" from December!

I'm not saying there aren't others. I just don't want this post to be any bigger lol. Know if I didn't mention you, I still appreciate you!

[iamawolfstarsimp]

Discoveries

Sup bitches im back

I don't think I've ever written a tickle fic with lee Sirius ler Remus and I find that to be insulting so here ya go, I'm throwing this fic at you

ive had a busy week so I'm srry for being kinda inactive lol

its been a bit tiring but hopefully writing this will help relax me or smth along those lines

So yeah enjoy

"Oh, Sirius!!" Remus called in a sing song voice as he waltzed over to where Sirius was lightly dozing in the cool spring weather, his tie carelessly thrown off to the side.

Sirius jolted awake and sat up, fixing his appearance.

"Y-yeah, what's up?" He replied.

"Since you keep tormenting me I've decided I am long overdue for some payback," Remus said nonchalantly. "Lay down, arms up."

"What?!" Sirius exclaimed, his face turning a light pink. "No way in hell am I just letting you tickle me."

"Oh, so you are ticklish?" Remus teased.

"What, no!" Sirius' face darkened.

"Cause I wasn't sure about you being ticklish, but now~" he said, a mischievous grin emplated on his face.

Before Sirius could run away from Remus and his plans of torture, Remus grabbed his ankles and pulled him downwards so that he was laying flat on his back.

Remus scrambled to pin Sirius' hands, and sat down on his waist so that he couldn't get up.

"Remus!! Let me goho!" Sirius shouted, tugging at his arms that were pinned above his head by Remus' surprisingly strong arms.

"Oh I'll let you go," Remus said absent-mindedly as he looked Sirius up and down, deciding where to go for first. "But not before I've thoroughly subjected you to my tickly wrath."

He pinned Sirius' hands under his knees, facing them so that he was unable to squeeze his knees.

He grinned when Sirius realized how screwed he was.

"Soo~" he hummed, wiggling his fingers above Sirius' stomach causing Sirius to yelp. "Where shall we start?"

"D-dohohon't-" Sirius squealed when Remus' wiggling fingers moved up to his ribs, hovering just above the skin.

"Don't what?" Remus asked, tilting his head in mock confusion.

"Tickle me!" Sirius fell for the oldest trick in the book, but he always did.

"Okay!" Remus replied cheerfully and promptly dug his teasing hands into Sirius' hyper sensative belly.

Sirius shrieked, arching his back and cackling.

"NOHOHO- nAHahAh!!" Sirius' back came crashing down and instead he opted for wiggled his body left to right to attempt to escape the tickle torment.

"Do you like belly rubs, Padfoot?" Remus teased switching his method to vibrating his hand into his tummy.

Sirius frantically shook his head, not managing to get a word out.

"No, you don't? You seem to be smiling quite alot for someone who doesn't like belly rubs." Remus said slipping his hand underneath his shirt to gently trace on Sirius' soft belly.

This only seemed to make Sirius laugh harder though.

"REHEHEMUS!! IT TIHIHICKLES!!" He arched his back once more which only pushed Remus' fingers more into his tummy.

Remus removed his hands from Sirius" stomach, giving him a break.

He leaned forward and kissed Sirius' warm cheeks while Sirius huffed and panted, but he leaned into the affection.

"Is-is ihit over?" Sirius huffed and looked up at Remus with puppy dog eyes, which always worked on Remus.

Remus hummed and contemplated letting Sirius go.

"Not yet, love," he decided. "I still have a few more spots to try. Then I'll let you go, m'kay?"

"Ohokay.." he answered. "Anything f-for our Moony.."

"Good boy," he rewarded Sirius with a kiss on the forehead.

Remus leaned down and squeezed Sirius' knees, a spot that was deadly on himself but had no affect on Sirius besides some light squirming.

"Hmm.." Remus moved his squeezing hands to Sirius' thighs and the reaction was instantaneous.

He let out a high pitched shriek and started laughing once more when Remus didn't stop.

"WhyHYHY DOHOES THAT TIHICKLE?!" He complained through his giggles.

"What a ticklish little doggo," he leaned up and continued the vibrating belly rubs with one of his hands while the other continued squeezing his thighs, up and down. "tickle, tickle, Sirius~"

"NAHAHEHEHEE!!!" He threw his head back again, tugging his arms.

Remus stopped the squeezing and vibrating but instead leaned up to raspberry his belly getting another shriek out of Sirius.

He continued his raspberries all over his stomach, ever daring to go over his naval.

When Remus leaned back up for air he was proud of the color of Sirius' face, and how he didn't stop laughing even though Remus wasn't tickling him anymore.

He stuck with the maddening light touches again but instead over on his sides, which weren't that sensitive.

Sirius did start giggling more significantly when Remus moved up to his ribs though which intrigued Remus.

The higher and higher he went the louder Sirius' laughter went and the squirming intensified.

He smirked and dug his hands into his armpits and when Sirius once more cackled and arched his back Remus blew a raspberry on his belly.

"REHEHEMUS!! STAHAHAP!!" He pleaded, his laughter becoming horse.

"Hmm.." Remus took his time thinking about stopping, prolonging having to stop.

"PLEHEHEASEE!!" He screamed, tugging at his arms fiercely.

Remus let go of his arms and took his hands away from Sirius' body, watching him calm down.

Sirius covered his face with his hands bur quiet giggles could still be heard.

"Lemme see that adorable face," Remus held Sirius' hands and stroked them with his thumbs.

"There you are." He kissed Sirius on the lips this time, feeling the heat off of Sirius' face and let Sirius giggle through the kiss.

"I like you like this," Remus said after pulling away. "You're all nice and giggly."

"Shut up.." Sirius huffed, looking away.

"I don't think you wanna be saying stuff like that to me in your position right now," Remus grinned, briefly scribbling on his belly again getting an indignant "hey!" out of Sirius.

Remus rolled over off of Sirius and lay next to him, holding his hand and looking up at the clouds.

They lay in silence for a while, enjoying each other's company.

"I think you're more ticklish than I am." Remus broke the silence.

"Oi," Sirius nudged a giggling Remus. "Don't push it."

Hope you liked

[twwpress]

Weekly Press Briefing #54: June 2nd - July 8th

Welcome back to the Weekly Press Briefing, where we bring you highlights from The West Wing fandom each week, including new fics, ongoing challenges, and more! This briefing covers all things posted from June 2 - July 8, 2023! Did we miss something? Let us know; you can find our contact info at the bottom of this briefing!

Challenges/Prompts:

The following is a roundup of open challenges/prompts. Do you have a challenge or event you’d like us to promote? Be sure to get in touch with us! Contact info is at the bottom of this briefing.

The Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda Josh/Donna prompt fest (hosted by @jessbakescakes and @thefinestmuffin) revealed on June 24th. Prompt claims and submissions are still open. Details here. We (@twwpress, the Weekly Press Briefing team) held the Wheel of Destiny Drabble Challenge this weekend. More details here (tumblr) and here (twitter) - you can participate in the challenge on either platform. Check out the submitted drabbles in the AO3 collection. You can still claim prompts, just know it might take us a little longer to respond to them now that the weekend is over! 

Photos/Videos:

Here’s what was posted from July 2 - July 8.

Dule Hill posted about an event at Vroman’s Bookstore in Pasadena, CA, where attendees can meet him and and his wife Jazmyn Simon on Sunday, July 9 at 11 am. They are promoting their recent children’s book, Repeat After Me. 

Dule Hill posted a photo of himself and Patti Labelle on set for The Wonder Years. She appeared in this week’s episode, which he also posted a promo video for.

Dule Hill posted a cute photo of his son at a Dodgers game - his first baseball game! 

Josh Malina posted a video of himself getting stage makeup to look younger for the last performance of Leopoldstadt. 

Josh Malina posted a meme about Bradley Whitford.

Marlee Matlin posted a family photo from her mother-in-law’s 80th birthday party. 

Mary McCormack posted a throwback photo of herself and her husband Michael in celebration of 20 years together. 

Richard Schiff posted a photo of himself and his wife, taken while travelling around Europe. 

Rob Lowe posted a photo of his doggos. 

Peter James Smith posted a photo of himself with friends in Santa Barbara.

Donna Moss Daily: July 2 | July 3 | July 4 | July 5 | July 6 | July 7 | July 8

Daily Josh Lyman: July 2 | July 3 | July 4 | July 5 | July 6 | July 7 | July 8

No Context BWhit: July 2 | July 3 | July 4 | July 5 | July 6 | July 7 | July 8

@twwarchive: July 2 | July 3 | July 4 | July 5 | July 6 | July 7 | July 8

Edits/Artwork:

#CJSIMON: it’s special agent sunshine by @cjcreggswifey [VIDEO EDIT]

#DONNAMOSS is everything 💗 by @sinistercherubs [VIDEO EDIT]

Editors’ Choice:

It’s no secret that we are big Swifties here at TWWPress, so in honor of the release of Speak Now (Taylor’s Version), here are some fics with Speak Now titles or inspiration!

all i’ve ever known by sam_writes_fics | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | Growing up in Wisconsin, it’s a bit of an adjustment, but they still have things like snow and winter, and it gets hot enough for the beach in the summer, and even though they swim in oceans now instead of lakes, Connecticut isn’t all that bad.

// prompt: childhood best friends turned lovers (AU)

 remember this moment by mikaylawrites | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | And then there it is, listed under U.S. House of Representatives District 2: Donna Moss (Democratic).

Donna’s first election day as a candidate.

 and it’s so quiet in the world tonight by hanyolo | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | “This is for a newborn,” she points out, reaching for his hand and threading their fingers together.

“Yeah, but doesn’t that seem too small?” Josh furrows his brow, eyes comically wide as his gaze flickers between the onesie and her swollen stomach. “Our baby won’t be that small, will she?”

“Well, right now she’s the size of a mango so she’ll at least be bigger than that.”

“A mango,” he repeats in disbelief, his jaw literally dropping. She can practically see the gears turning in his head as he tries to process what she’s said, as he lets go of her hand so he can bring his together in front of him. “Like that?”

// josh goes shopping for baby clothes and finds himself in a spiral

 you gave me all your love and all i gave you was goodbye by stillattherestaurant | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Sam Seaborn | Complete | "josh’s head says politics, but his heart says people. and maybe it’s about finding a balance, but he’s never been good at the in between. it’s all or nothing - get your head in the game and work for sixteen hours straight, and once you panic and go too far, you’re done for the next week.

sam was the first time he thought maybe he could do both."

> sam and josh meet in college. you can guess where this goes from here.

 We Will Be Remembered by AndAllThatMishigas | Rated G | Jed Bartlet, Toby Ziegler, C.J. Cregg, Sam Seaborn, Abbey Bartlet (No Pairings Listed) | Complete | A few scenes from the Bartlet Administration, inspired by Taylor Swift's Long Live and History Has Its Eyes On You from Hamilton.

 I'll Spend Forever (Wondering If You Knew I Was Enchanted To Meet You) by SilentScreamer | Not Rated | No Archive Warnings Apply | Josh Lyman/Toby Ziegler | Complete | Toby writes speeches for a living and he's damned good at it, or so he's told. He can wax poetic lyrics to paint the prettiest of pictures for the American voters about how the Bartlett agenda can transform their lives. But Toby finds that no matter how hard he searches there isn't a meaningful enough way or word that expresses just how much Josh means to him; can never be enough to encompass how much Toby wants to blend his life so far into Josh's to the point where no one can tell where Josh and Toby separately begin.

 Speak Now - Josh's Version by WitchyPrentiss | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | Josh’s worst nightmare, Donna is marrying Jack. Is it too late? Was it ever? Or is it somehow just in time...

Fics:

Presenting your weekly roundup of fics posted in the tag for The West Wing on Archive of Our Own.

Josh/Donna

Here With Me by katecarmella04 | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Exile by MatthewsMary | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Who Said Anything About Talking? by Chinesepapercut | Rated M | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Errors and Omissions by Chinesepapercut | Rated M | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

kiss me already by athenasrose | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

no disorder but the heart's by fairwinds09 | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

 CJ/Danny

all I need's a whisper in a world that only shouts by Luppiters | Rated G | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg | In Progress

Off the Record by  onekisstotakewithme for daylight_angel, miabicicletta, Luppiters, hondagirll | Rated T | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg | In Progress

12 Months by Jxjxjx |  Rated G | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg | In Progress

What ifs, what about-isms and What elses? by Jxjxjx |  Rated G | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg | In Progress

 Abbey/Jed

Everlasting Love by mlea7675 | Rated G | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | Complete

Wait For Me by imperfectirises | Rated M | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | In Progress

Other Pairings/Gen Fic

it started off with a kiss... now it ended up like this by imawkwardlysoc | Rated G | Sam Seaborn/Original Female Character | In Progress

You Can’t Leave by HotchkissRoyale | Rated G | Will Bailey/Kate Harper Complete

Called It by HotchkissRoyale | Rated G | Ainsley Hayes/Sam Seaborn | Complete

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Feel free to let us know if we missed something, if you have an event you’d like us to promote, or if you have an item that you’d like included in the next briefing!

xx, What’s next?

[hopelessromantic1352]

Hi! 🤗 As the new year countdown approaches, who are your top 10 MCs or OCs in the Choices fandom. Of course you can include your own as well. Celebrate yourself!

Hi anon! This is a great question! Sorry it took me so long to get around to answering! This made me really think, cause I think for the most part I really focus on our LIs and not the MCs/OCs. Also, this is not in order! It’s just what my squirrel brain comes up with first 🤣

Perfect Match F!MC - I named her Steph - I love how PM feels so fictional, yet real and exciting. Steph romanced Damien and I love their banter, relationship, everything. She is just so sassy, punny, and overall a great character. I feel like most of the older books have great storylines and great characters all around.

My F!OC Natalia York - I made Natalia for a Red Carpet Diaries AU after the disaster they called RCD 3 was released. I personally felt like RCD’s MC was a complete airhead, selfish, and didn’t really care about including her future husband in any wedding planning. I won’t get started on that whole thing 🤦🏼‍♀️🤣 Anywho, I love Natalia because she is so elegant and graceful. She’s so kind and her past has not been easy yet she doesn’t show that part of her. She keeps her walls up much like her counterpart, Thomas. I feel like sometimes I don’t write her well enough and I feel like I don’t do her justice.

@alj4890’s Amanda Bridgerton (F!OC) - This lady right here, I cannot say enough about her. The writer and the character 🤣 my friend created such a unique OC that started out as a match for Maxwell (TRR) and slowly transitioned into a match for Thomas (RCD) and I am so happy 😂 I may feel bad for Maxwell, but not enough to not be happy about Amanda and Thomas. Reading the fics with those two is just amazing because Amanda writes them so well. Every fic I read about the two shows a new light on their relationship. I just… I love them. They’re probably my favorite ship to read about on this app.

@liaromancewriter MAX! He is so awesome. I binge read all your fics and when I got to the ones with him, I fell in love 🥰 This is not taking away from Cassie and Ethan cause I love their dynamic 😍 But Max and Sienna are so freaking cute together! He is so supportive and I remember him being protective of his sis and then he met Sienna and ugh swoon. Love, love, love ❤️❤️❤️

@jerzwriter Casey… need I say more? 🤣 I love the relationship between her and Tobias. Add Ethan in there 🤌🏼 Chef’s kiss. I love how shameless she is and the way she treats her friends. She’s, overall, someone I’d wanna be friends with 😂 But even though this is a question for MCs and OCs, I’m gonna sneak this in here, the way you write Tobias is the best ever. I think you have his character down to a T and it just makes everything with Casey that much better. I feel like those two feed off each other and the stories you come up with are amazing and hilarious 😆

@lovealexhunt Bogart (OC? Right? 😂) I love how you’ve incorporated Thomas and Alex’s (RCD) pet into your fics and you’ve made him such an important part of their lives. It’s amazing to read about Alex and Bogart, they seem like two peas in a pod and I love how she’s created an IG page for him 🤣 He’s such a good doggo for letting his mom dress him up and take lots of pics with him 🥰

@alj4890 Jackson Nevrakis-Walker and Nichole "Nicky" Beaumont - future TRR - I feel like these two HAVE to be together. I couldn’t put them on separate lines 🤣 I’ve read TRR a couple of times now and I just couldn’t get into it like everyone else could. But then I read an RCD/ TRR crossover by my dear friend Amanda, and I learned it is pretty awesome and the characters are pretty amazing. Since then, she created these two in a later down the road TRR and I fell in love with their dynamic. The breakup to them feeling like they should try again. I love the similarities between Nicky and her mom. I just feel like I need more of these two cause they’re adorable together.

@ladylamrian Alex Fontaine - NB - her name makes her sound like a badass 💁🏼‍♀️ which I mean she has to be to deal with Nik 🤣 I love how she’s so happy to be with Nik even though he can be over protective, over bearing, and overall a jerk sometimes. She helps him see that he doesn’t need to be and deals with his attitude, but he does the same with her. You’ve created a happier spin on a couple that could have some dark personalities lol but I love how you write her with Nik ❤️

@cariantha Sawyer - OH - Idk how I haven’t asked to be on your taglist sooner, but oh my lanta I love her! Her relationship with Ethan is so sweet and I love the softness she brings out in him. I can’t wait to read more of her and learn more about her 😍

The Royal Masquerade MC - I named her Juliette - I love her tenacity and bravery. They wrote her to have pride, courage, but still be very down to earth. She’s witty and I personally think they have some of the best faces and hairstyles for TRM’s MC.

Again, these are not in order! And I’m sooo not taking away from any other MCs or OCs y’all have, these are just ones that came to mind and that I personally love 💕

[frogblast-the-ventcore]

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Thanks for tagging me @stellanslashgeode!

Last Song(s): Dangerous Night by Thirty Seconds to Mars ("theme song" for my unfinished Bossk/Jango AU fic) & A Symptom of Being Human - Pop Remix by Shinedown (brainstorming song/theme song of sorts for my weekly Call of Cthulhu game)

Currently Reading: Fall of Cadia by Robert Rath (managed to snag one of the limited run "Mega Edition" copies), Ciaphas Cain: Vainglorious by Sandy Mitchell (the newest book in the series that got me into Warhammer 40K) & Halo: Outcasts by Troy Denning (my boi Thel is back, and so is Vale! AAAAAA so good!)

Currently "Writing": My Bossk/Jango semi-AU fic (writing action involving firefights is harder than it seems, at least to make it interesting, and the idea of doing an homage to Fifth Element is fun but not as easy as I thought)

Currently Playing: Ace Combat 7 (playing & modding it for the millionth time as I continue brainstorming for the canon-divergent/semi-AU fic I'm probably never going to write) Baldur's Gate 3 (running two playthroughs atm - one as the Red Prince from Divinity: Original Sin 2, and the other as default albino dragonborn Dark Urge)

Currently Watching: Ahsoka (very fun so far, loving Baylan & Shin, really excited to see where it goes from here)

Next on the Watchlist: I'm due a re-watch of Battlestar Galactica - I found my old, stalled-out semi-AU fic from a decade ago, and I can feel the brainrot setting in.

Current Obsessions: My weekly Call of Cthulhu game (of which I am GM/Keeper) has restarted after a multi-month hiatus, so I'm getting back into the swing of things with that (we're using "The Two-Headed Serpent" for our campaign, so much snek-related shenanigans are occurring). I'm currently planning out ideas for downtime activities between two of the pre-written campaign chapters. I have to determine if I'm capable of an Arnie and/or Jason Momoa impression for long enough without laughing, because one of our characters (a Scottish WW1 medical corps veteran turned professor of linguistics) is a direct linage descendant of Conan the Barbarian; his biological mothers are the Great Old One Yhoundeh and her sole remaining - as of the 1930s - human high priestess; his wife is a Hunting Horror and his boyfriend (his old CO from the Great War) is a Servant of Sobek (think Alfred from Batman if he was a really buff anthro crocodile man). Not to mention his adopted son from Borneo. Man's got a complicated life lmao.

Tags (no pressure!): @tgirldoomguy, @jack-off-valentine, @strix-mix, @chemicalwashed-genes, @odsttrooper, @chunky-doggo, @deepestnightmarebeard, @chadfarsight, @revolutionarywaterlily

[heartpascal]

oh lovely i read your post, i just wanna say i’m so so sorry <3 losing a pet is the absolute worst especially when they have been there for so so long. take anytime you need literally ever coz you so deserve it. my whole whole heart goes out to you always 💕

as for the fic you posted !! it was so so awesome like as someone who took literally forver to learn how to read it WARMED MY HEART. no matter what your writing brings a smile to my face frfr !!

pls remember to drinks water izzy!! stay hydrated and stay safe ‼️

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hi <💙> anon i’m sorry i’m only just seeing this!!! but thank you :( love you sm. it’s a pretty sad time rn, but for my second tattoo (can’t book it in before my first one 🙁) i’m gonna get my doggo’s paw prints <3

ahhh im so glad you enjoyed!!! i am struggling w writing sm rn and while that fic is pretty old i’m glad i could get something posted for you guys <3

i hope you’re doing okay my lovely <💙> anon <3 YOU stay hydrated and safe pls :’)

[atombonniebaby]

Okay, so I'm doing Mac and Nate's story as series of one shots for big main quest and Mac backstory moments, and other companion stuff! (because throwaway memories or flashback just don't cut it 😎) These are from Nate's POV!

I'm collectively calling them 'Memoirs of the Sole Survivor', which was actually the original title when I first started writing my main fic...It definitely works better for this series 😃

I've included some art and a screenshot at the end of this (under the read more) this chapter includes an OC reveals, and I've added some backstory stuff for Nate at the end (which I'm really excited about! 😊)

Oh and don't expect Canon...In this Fic Nate and his adopted kids (Mac and Piper) gotta go rescue Uncle Nicky with their Robo Bultler and Doggo (Mac and Hancock will be saying hi in chapter 2, and we will see Nick in 3!)

Nate's arc is just a found-family fluff fest 🙌🏻

Part one: Hangry. (somebody get this man a snickers!)

Characters: Nate, Codsworth, Piper, Dugmeat (only mentioned, but he's around)

Warnings: bad language (what can I say, he's an angry Scotsman)

Nate was sure his fingers would turn blue before the day ended, and he'd die from frostbite. That'd be his luck, surviving 200 years in a freezer to end up dying on his first day free. He shook his head, blowing warm air into his cupped hands as he dragged himself into the market, lured by the smell of something that might actually be edible.

"I say, is that a protectron?” Codsworth, bless his metal chassis, he's more excited to be traveling around the city than Elspeth had been the first day they landed in the states. And of course, him being wrapped around the bairn's wee finger, ended up traipsing around Boston with his miniature tour guide.

If there was one thing that sister of his liked, it was history, and she'd spent the months leading up to the move with her head tucked in every ruddy book she could find about their new home.

He still reckoned his legs were recovering from their visits to D.C—all those impressive monuments, and the lass's favourite memory was scurrying around in a damn cave that she had him driving nearly two hours from the Capital to visit.

He was just glad the novelty had worn off for that damn mole costume (which left him $100 out of pocket) before they began the half a day's drive back home. Then again, that would have been an experience, stopping for food with an overgrown Scottish mole, schooling the locals on spelunking.

"Sir? Are you quite alight?" Codworth's voice filtered through his thoughts, and Nate shook himself back to reality.

"Aye, son. Just thinking of our El," he sighed, swallowing back the lump in his throat. "She'd have mocked me senseless seeing what Fenway Park's become. She would've had a field day with this place."

Codsworth's eyestaks flitted. "I miss her too, Sir. She was quite the spirited young lady."

Nate chuckled, "Aye, that's one way to put it. Now, come on, let's go see what passes as food these days."

"Nani ni shimasu ka?"

"Same tae you son..." Nate cocked a brow, as he sat before the grub bot, whatever the hell it was cooking up smelled goddamn fantastic.

"Nani ni shimasu ka?" It repeated.

He sighed, "I dinna understand ye, ya daft tin can."

"Nani ni shimasu ka?"

Nate rubbed his temples, "Look, I just want something tae eat...please?"

"Nani ni shimasu ka?"

"Right you," Nate spat, managing to keep his voice low enough to not get security on his ass. "You've got two seconds to give me a bowl eh that food or I'll show ye "Nani shimmy-whatever-the-fuck-ye-said," he snapped, his stomach growling, as if to emphasise his point.

"Sir, I think you're letting your stomach force your hand again," Codsworth chirped, Nate's eyes stayed glued to the Protectron, tempted to shoot that stupid chef hat right off it's dome. "Allow me to translate."

"Nani ni shimasu ka?"

"Takahashi you say?"

"Nani ni shimasu ka?"

"Ah, I see," Cosworth swiveled to face him, "Master Nate, it appears in order to be served you must simply state "Yes," Takahashi here, poor fellow...it seems rust has gotten into his memory banks and that phrase is the only thing he is able to say."

"Nani ni shimasu ka?"

"Oh," Nate replied, straightening up on the stool, digging into his damn ass. "Aye...eh..." he leaned in a little closer. "yeeees," he drawled, and just like that Takahashi placed a steaming bowl of noodles before him. Nate smiled, his face lighting up, victory was gonna have a savory taste today. "Thank you, Takahashi, much appreciated. How much do I owe ye?"

"Nani ni shimasu ka?"

"It's twenty caps, Sir."

"Ye stinkin' thieving bastard!" Nate spat. "Here was me thinkin' we'd bonded, and all along you're just trying tae fleece us travellers!" he scowled, digging the required amount out and slamming them down. "You know, I should report ye to the local authorities for extortion, I should," he muttered. "Twenty blasted caps for a bowl eh...the fuck are these?" Nate frowned, picking up the two wooden sticks in his bowl.

"Chopsticks, sir, for eating. They are traditional utensils for aisian cuisine."

"And just how do you use these wee twigs, eh?" Nate glared, an eyebrow raising. "it's no like ye can stab a noodle," he leaned in even closer. "Takahashi, my man. Do. Ye. Have. A. Fork?" He asked, slowly enunciating each word as clearly as possible.

"Nani ni shimasu ka?"

"He says the choosticks are sufficient utensils for his dish, sir."

"Oh, did he aye? Well you tell Takahashi that am gonna sell him for scrap!" Nate ground his teeth as the chopsticks snapped in his clenched fist. "I'm gonna strip ye down tae nothing but bolts and screws! that's if I dinny keel 'er from starvation first!"

"Nani ni shimasu ka."

"That's it!" Nate growled, He reached for the pistol at his hip, before staring the bot down. "Cosworth, fire up that flamethrowe!"

"Blue!" Piper's voice had him holstering his weapon, pronto. "What are you doing!?"

"Teaching this bastard a lesson in basic manners, that's what!"

The reporter eyed his food, her arms crossing all suspiciously, head cocking to the side. "You have noodles, what's the problem?"

"I just want a fork!" Nate winged, leaning back off the stool, before slumping forward to let his head fall against the countertop. "I'm so bloody hungry, lass, I'm about tae lose the plot. It's a good job Dugmeat is wi' your Nat, 'cause I could eat a scabby dug right about now!" he knew he was being a sod, but the last time he was this hungry he had folks he could shoot at.

He felt a hand on his shoulder, and turned his head to see the wee reporter, sitting herself down on the seat next to him, looking at him with a cocky smirk. "Right next to you, Blue."

"What?" he lifted his head up, looking to his left. "Oh...thank the stars above," Nate dug into the little tray of forks and immediately started to shovel in his dinner, and damn if it wasn't the best thing he'd ever eaten—then again, that could be the hunger talking.

"Nani ni shimasu ka?"

"Ah, apologies Takahashi. Master Nate is not normally this...volatile," Codsworth explained, "It appears he is suffering from hunger induced aggression."

Nate spluttered, half choking on the broth he was now slurping down, wiping his chin with the back of his hand. "That's enough out of you..." Nate sighed. "Tell ye're new pal I apologize for threatening to scrap him...its been a hell of a first day."

See below for some OC lore ❤️

Yay! New OC reveal 😃

Nathaniel Alastair Watt & Elspeth Rae Watt

I've been working very hard behind the scenes to really get into Nate's prewar backstory.

A big part of his character is that he strives to provide opportunities for others, and his driving influence is his younger sister Elspeth.

Elspeth met the same fate as the other Vault 111 residents, and her memory is rooted in a lot of the things Nate does.

El wasn't like other girls, in that her goals in life were not what one would consider "ladylike" she was a tomboy nerd, who had a knack for tinkering. Their parents would often tell Nate not to encourage her 'notions'

Nate very much ignored their views and played a very big part in making sure she lived the kind of life she deserved and wanred, not the one that was expected if her. When El was a teenager, he became her sole guardian.

They loved adventuring together, either hiking & camping, but their favorite past time was road trips. El was a big history buff.

One of their adventures led them to Luray Virginia, when El wanted to see Lamplight Caverns (Luray Caverns is what Little Lamplight was loosely based on, and seeing as the Capital Wasteland includes Virgina, I decided to roll with it...making it a 2hr drive from D.C.)

She was never afraid to stand out!