#this au is the only thing that’s been on my brain for weeks 😅

[silverwashi]

At this point I think you’re reading my mind.

Ugh the scene where Percy tells Nico- you get me 😭 Every time I picture that scene all I can imagine is younger Nico drenched in a storm, looking up to Percy with wide eyes as a trident glows above his head. Percy would barely have any time to realize what’s happened before Nico’s gone. And Minos finding Nico at his very worst- omg, it’s even better if it’s the first time he dissolves. Nico shaking and horrified at what’s just happened to him. Also imagine Maria reading the little mermaid to Nico as a kid, omg I’m crying 😭

And Percy lying to Hades!! He’s so dumb. It’s not like Hades wouldn’t know, wouldn’t see right through him 😭

And your tags! You’re so right! Luke’s betrayal would be so much worse because he would be so kind especially after it comes out that Percy is a child of Hades. Percy would hate the implication that he’d ever betray someone like that.

I picture son of Poseidon Nico as still having a pretty weak constitution and getting tired and exhausted from his powers pretty easily when he starts overdoing it

But specifically, Nico with the Poseidon bloodline, I picture him just like dissolving, becoming many many droplets of sea water.

He would usually hit his limit and dissolve when he's already on water, so others would just have to wait it out a little bit, while Nico's pulling himself back together.

At first they don't even realize he's straight up dissolving, and figure out that he's just going underwater to swim around a bit, and recuperate his strength before coming back up.

But one time, Nico hits his limit while fighting on earth, and somebody like Percy just has to dive right in, and catch the droplets on a bucket or something, because nobody knows what would happen if they didn't, and they sure as hell don't wanna be finding out in the middle of a Quest.

This process Nico goes through also makes him feel more isolated, as other people, sometimes point out that it's a lot like what monsters go through once they are killed, and then reformed

Fortunately, anybody who says anything like that in the earshot of any of Nico's friends, is immediately getting sent to the Aether

[gliphyartfan]

Your dear double anon has returned

Anyway, I hope you had a good night's sleep and breakfast, because I'm back with more thoughts on LU I had this at 4am when I couldn't sleep (that's exactly why this sounds so far-fetched and mixed, perhaps a little meaningless(?)

I've been thinking a lot about Villain Chain lately, you know, by cloudninetonine. Also in humans are hylian space orc reader but that comes later and thinking a lot about cloudninetonine basically since I reread his/her mess au.

This is all set in mess au, in fact.

So far I have only found three writings that involve them and I have not found any more, which is a shame, because I'm interested in the concept of when a hero is a villain and a villain is a hero, I've always been a fan of role reversals in any context.

And one of the writings I read was about how they became like this when their guide/Reader/player died and they made a huge statue for them as a tomb and they see the guide/Reader/player from the original chain and kidnap them to maintain it and so on (this no has minimal relevance, I just woke up very talkative, although I'm sure I sent you messages yesterday)

Yeah, wrong, but I've kept them in mind because, remember the yandere version of cloudninetonine's chain? Where they're older and guide/reader/player isn't really their guide/reader/player but they think it is? Well, here I came up with an interesting continuation.

guide/reader/player is not really the guide from the original chain either.

Whether it's Dark Link or Villain Chain, they corner the reader and are like 'aha! You have no escape, little guide' and with a blank expression guide simply (when the adrenaline and fear have passed), grabs the blade of the sword that is pointing at their neck and bends it.

Here is the first clue that something is wrong, if it is Dark Link, whether by this action or not, he realizes that there is something wrong with the guide, it is not as he remembers it. If it is Villain Chain, there is bewilderment because the guide who described that shadow that plans to betray them did not resemble the guide they had before them who was not affected by magic, potions or weapons.

is not the guide that Dark Link remembers or that he described to Villain Chain because it turns out that is not the guide either, Reader is a guide but not of that specific chain.

Either because Hylia was confused or she searched for a stronger guide/Reader to stop Dark Link she simply looked for a Reader/Guide who she felt had even a modicum of power over the Hylians and found Guide/Reader from Human are Hylians Space Orc.

But that's where my train of thought ends.

Looking back after getting a proper night's sleep and reading this out loud, I feel like this was so far-fetched but my tired, sleep-deprived brain couldn't figure it out in time.I'm not particularly satisfied with these ideas, but perhaps I'll salvage something for the future.

Or maybe I'm thinking of ideas for a Villain Guide/Reader/player getting to know everyone, seeing as how no one has really done anything like this and some players can be evil in video games.

—double anon (since you already know my problem with Tumblr and the fact that I have to send at least two messages for one to arrive, I wasn't sure if I should give myself a name because my attention span It's null and void and I bounce from fandom to fandom every week. and I disappear the moment I decide to give myself a anon name, but I've been paying attention to Linked Universe for over a month, and I think that's reason enough to know that I won't disappear anytime soon, although I have your Tumblr profile saved in my Google bookmarks anyway so I'll still come visit even if it disappears)

This is a doozy. (Quite the long one, tad overwhelming. 😅) I’m not that familiar with villain chain? Let’s see what I can do with what I can figure out.

One thing I realized is that When Reader sees how the Villain Chain practically worships them, they’re baffled.

To this Reader, adventure games are meant to be just that, games.

The idea that she’d be revered as an actual deity is unsettling, and she’s torn between keeping up the act to protect herself or leveling with them. If she lets on that she isn’t their Guide, the Chain only becomes more obsessed, deciding she needs saving from whatever memories she’s ‘lost.’

And if she realized the Chain has suffered from the loss of THEIR Guide, Reader tries to gently reason with them, perhaps offering compassion?

Big mistake sadly. The moment they show even a hint of softness, the Chain decides Reader has truly “returned” to them. They double down on their devotion, misinterpreting kindness as affection, and it fuels their possessiveness.

To jog ‘memories,’ the Villain Chain might recreate locations or scenes from the past with the old Guide.

They could go to absurd lengths ya know, clearing whole areas, painting fake backdrops, even dressing up in the same worn, ragged clothes they had when they met the Guide. Reader plays along, but she’s constantly trying to figure out an escape plan, as she now knows nothing she says or does will convince them she’s not their Guide.

The Chain takes turns watching Reader, monitoring her behavior for signs that she’s “returning” to them. This means Reader can hardly go anywhere without someone at her side or in the shadows. Even a sigh or a glance could be analyzed endlessly.

Twilight would try to remind Reader of the old days by isolating her in forests or mountainous regions, telling tales of their past escapades.

He thinks being in these familiar places will awaken her ‘true self.’ But when this doesn’t work, he only becomes more frustrated, insisting that Reader must remember and that her real memories are just buried.

Hyrule would repeatedly try to heal Reader, convinced they’re suffering from some curse.

Every time Reader resists or tells him to stop, he assumes it’s the curse talking and only becomes more insistent, going as far as sneaking healing spells while she’s asleep or distracted.

[natti-ice]

Okay, I saw your recent post and have a writing request 🤣 a kinda sorta forbidden romance kind of story with Benedict Bridgerton. Like what I think of is Love Story by Taylor Swift. They see each other at the ball, talk, dance, fall in love, but x reader’s father is against it because Benedict has a rep around town. But they “sneak out to the gardens” to see each other at the balls and things get smutty 🤣 but then it works out in the end. sorry, was listening to this song and it popped into my head 😅

18+ mdni

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of smut, nothing graphic

oh star-crossed lovers au love it!

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

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The past few weeks since you met Benedict have been a complete whirlwind, you had fallen head over heels for this man- a man with a notorious reputation for being a ladies man- but you couldn’t help it. His charm and dashing good looks won your heart within the first few moments of meeting, when he asked you to dance his smooth voice made you swoon. The two of you danced all night long until it was time for the last dance, as you went to step out to the floor your father caught your arm and pulled you away. He went on muttering things about that “no good Bridgerton boy” as you were being drug from the ballroom your eyes caught his, a confused and saddened expression played across his face before he disappeared from your view.

Days had gone by before you saw him again, this time he was at your bedroom window in the middle of the night, you scald him for being so reckless, you both knew the scandal that would ensue if he was seen. “Their gossip means nothing, you are the only thing that matters to me, my love.” Your heart melted at his words and pulled him into your room. Your mouth moved passionately against his, your hips grind against each other in perfect rhythm, hushed moans and sighs of pleasure filled your room and for the first time you felt complete.

The two of you had to find ways to see each other more often, stolen glances in the park weren’t enough to satisfy that burning need inside of you. You craved each other’s bodies like fire craved oxygen, at the last ball of the season the two of you snuck out to the gardens desperate to get away from the crowds of debutantes who only care about social status and town drama. The labyrinth of flowers became your shelter from your uptight parents, your back pressed against the cool stone of the bench as Benedict cupped your breast through your dress, his lips attached to your neck as he whispered promises against your skin. “I’m going to marry you. You shall be my bride, the mother of my children, the love of my life, i swear it.”

Thoughts of running away flooded your brain, you knew it would break your parents heart but you were too in love to care. The moans that flew from your mouth were absorbed by the shrubbery that surrounded you as he took you right there under the stars.

Tag list:

@Booknerdlife @themadhattersqueen @let-love-bleeds-red @lovelyy-moonlight @hiireadstuff @peachyiiiii

[i-amm-mj]

You want it now? - Megumi Fushiguro x afab!reader - Angst

All characters are aged up!

College AU! Friends with benefits AU!

A/N: I had this for literal months on my phone, I forgot about it until yesterday 😅 But here it is, so enjoy it!

A/N#2: I promise i will write the requests I have when i have a lit bit of time to spare. 😜

You and Megumi are lying on  the bed, looking at each other with soft gazes and smiles on your faces. Megumi is caressing your face and helping you fix your hair the best he can in this position. You giggle a little, the touch of his fingers tickle your skin. "Y/N…" He speaks softly. "Yeah?" "I want us to…" he seems nervous and you wonder why, Megumi´s not the nervous type. "You want us to try a new position or something?" You joke to help him feel at ease and his lips twitch upside a little. "No, it's just that… I want you to be my girlfriend" he brushes a strand of your hair out of your face. You deadpan. "Excuse me?" you murmur, was your hearing alright? Is Megumi playing some kind of prank to you? "I'm in love with you, Y/N" You get up of the bed the fastest you can, getting tangled in the sheets, almost falling from it "Are you fucking kidding me, Megumi?" The anger and frustration in your voice is evident. Megumi sits up, clearly confused by your reaction. "No, i'm telling the true. Why would i be lying?" "You are insane" you start to get your clothes on. This whole situation was insane. Your best friend, the one you fuck with, the one you were in love with was confessing, but it fell so fucking wrong. "W-Why?" he stutters, completly taken aback "I don't get it. I am in love with you. Isn't that what you wanted to hear?" "No!" you answered. This was infuriating. "Not like this!" "Then how? You want me to take on a date or something? Fine! I can do that! Let's have a date right now!" he starts dressing too. His tone almost desesperate. "You are an asshole." you spit, wasn´t it obvious that this was making you unhappy? "What? Why?" "You want us to get serious NOW?" "I mean, yeah" he didn't know what else to say. You seem to get more angry with each word that spilled out of his mouth. Megumi had no idea why this was making you so angry. You should be happy, he is in love with you. That´s what you wanted months ago. "You don't fucking love me" you spit finally after almost a minute of silence, your glassy eyes express so many emotions that Megumi can´t define at the moment "You just like the fucking attention I give you, you damn narcissistic bastard" "Where is this coming from?" he defends himself. If he was being honest, he never thought that all of this was going to end like this, he pictured it the other way. He thought that the moment he confessed to you, you were going to be happy and give him the opportunity to love you the way he always wanted. He was finally realising that you were everything he needed, always had been, he was just "emotionally constipated" as Nobara has said a week ago. "I confessed to you 2 months ago and you rejected me! You said we were fine "just like friends and sexual partners"". you shout with the tears rolling down your cheeks. "But i'm in love with you now!" he tried to control his emotions, he realy did back then, but it was a mistake, he knew it then and he knows it now. It was a mistake to reject you, and he wanted to correct it, you just have to let him... "I'm sorry, i didn't know that i would fall for you. But it´s not a lie, I love you. Please believe me..." "You want us to get serious just when YOUR feelings are the ones involve." You laugh, but it is an ironic laugh. Not happiness, just the sour feeling your heart was feeling at the moment. "But you love me too, don't you?" It´s the only thing his brain could think about, but the last thing you wanted to hear from him and the disappointment on your face is everything he needs to know he fucked up big this time, he broke your heart, and it was game over for him. You sigh, and it´s all you can do right now, you don´t have the energy to spend in this situation anymore, you give up "Remember what you said to me when i first confessed? That's what i'm going to tell you right now: "You'll get over it". with that, you turn on your heels and leave the room and Megumi behind.

[diviningrodtv]

Oh yeah, NSH Time.

I've been holding this post back for like a week😅

I absolutely love how NSH came out and I think he's currently my favourite rain world model that I've done! (Sorry Pebbles, I'm going to upgrade you later anyway :]

I also made his scarf easily removable so you can see how the stripes aren't just on his head! The stripes and his irises also glow, but a bit brighter than the areas on Five Rotten Pebbles.

His antennae are pretty similar to how I did Sliver's, especially considering I did his first! XD They're separated from his head a bit.

Also if you've noticed in my art that his eyes are the exact same as in the model here, that's because they are! I tried finding a way to draw them how I usually might, but I just couldn't get the same vibe! So I said, "Fuck it!" and I've been drawing over his model ever since XD

NSH is also who I used to make the "umbilical arm" model! So if you saw those posts, that's why the textures are all messed up!

And here it is in all it's glory!

It's mostly made of ball joints with a flexible joint attached to the back. The last segment also twists just like your forearm bones!

Also..... lore shit below cause I have, plans™ so-

If you don't want to know why NSH is acting strange on my blog yet, read no further!

(there's also some downpour spoilers, and some other disturbing things)

*slaps top of can* This bad boy can fit so much fucking insanity in him. (cw: self-harm yeah you heard me)

If you haven't figured it out already (I did drop hints :) NSH's structure is damaged! His legs are giving out because a group of scavengers thought it would be funny to transport all of their explosives at once.

So he's in a bit of a pickle!

This is when Looks to the Moon and Five Pebbles' communication tower is repaired! During their first conversation in a very long time, NSH finds out about good ol' Hunter long legs, and is rightfully distraught! He feels like a total failure, that he wasn't experienced enough to properly create his messenger.

That's what this whole post was about!

But, experience is something that can be gained.

NSH figured if Five Pebbles was able to leave his can, then he should be able to as well, but that requires solving the three problems I mentioned in the Five Rotten Pebbles post:

The self-genome modification barrier,

A general lack of puppet central brain matter, and

No material processing within the puppet.

I'll talk about my umbilical lore for this AU here since it's relevant.

Either the "cord" or the "arm" can be disconnected, but not both. This is for ease of repair by administrators. Disconnecting them both would leave the unfortunate Iterator fully functional. Although, they would be blind in the visible spectrum (apart from overseers), unable to speak directly to someone in their chamber, and would otherwise have their workflow be severely impaired. They would effectively be trapped in their own head.

NSH realised that even if the barriers existed, they could still have the intentions, to break them. So what would happen, if he broke one? Not by writing it out of his system, Five Pebbles already proved how risky that method was, but instead by setting his actions in motion faster than any barrier could stop them? This was something to test, and wasn't that what Iterators were built to do anyway?

Umbilicals can only be disconnected by administrators, but what if he were to do it anyway? He needed to leave his can after all, it wouldn't be much of a loss if he was stuck on the floor of his chamber or floating aimlessly in zero gravity for a while.....

So what if he just ran fast enough to rip himself off?

What if he moved his arm back at the last second, could he gain enough inertia to pull it out of his back? Even if it took a few tries?

What other choices does he have? Perfect Five Pebbles' method until he collapses and continue even then? He had time, but not enough for that, and The Hunter certainly did not have any time for waiting around. NSH had to fix his mistake, he had to.

So this bastard goes and does exactly that, and short-circuits his entire system.

Not just breaking the umbilical maintenance barrier, but every other one in the process.

And it all hurts like hell.

But that's the first problem solved, and now he can help keep himself afloat longer. So that now, he can figure out how to solve the other two problems with precision.

Of course, the others won't like any of these plans, but, after what Five Pebbles did, they wouldn't dare disturb him if he stopped responding, right?

And maybe, he could even hijack their communications array, to look for help.

>:]

yeah so NSH is not sane

[blueeyedgrlwrites]

Well. This is better late than never, because time is a construct, right? Thank you for the tags @clockwrkpendrxgon, @bitbybitwrites, @0npurpose, @porcelainmortal, @onthewaytosomewhere,

@run-for-chamo-miles, @firenati0n, @kiwiana-writes, @cha-melodius, and @stereopticons.

I've actually never done one of these for any fandom before. But I am so grateful for each and every one of you that has read, commented, left kudos, tagged me in tag games, and reblogged/lost your minds over snippets. 💙

My details:

My ao3: blueeyedgrlwrites

My fandom: Red, White & Royal Blue

Total no. of fics in 2024: 5

Total word count: 47,796

Oneshots (4):

🖋️ love is all around, look and see: (8,915 words, E)

A 5 + 1 full of birthday fluff (and smut, of course) that @violetbaudelaire-quagmire and I co-wrote last year for @getmehighonmagic's birthday, because Angel goes feral for loves reading about Henry getting all the love he deserves.

🖋️ just the way you are: (2,061 words, E)

My one and only foray into TayNick RPF, which I know is not for everyone, and that's fine. Curate your fandom experience and all that.

HOWEVER, as all the BTS for Mary & George was coming out and that bit of Nick saying he couldn't eat pizza because he had to spend all his time naked came around and .... well this is what my brain did after that. 😅

🖋️ summer sun, something's begun: (5,966 words, E)

I'm trying to remember how this one even came around. Probably a convo in the discord or something, but this might have been the most fun I've ever had writing a fic. And honestly, that feels about right for hot dad Henry and his new neighbor Alex.

🖋️ A New Memory: (1,304 words, T)

I was so ambitious for that week's ficlet Friday. I got a few prompts that week, and this was, sadly, the only one my brain was actually able to crank out.

Multi-Chapters (1):

🖋️ (the only truth) everything comes back to you: (29,550 posted words, WIP, E)

Yeah, so I totally failed the whole finishing the fic for the big bang thing, but it is 70% posted and 95% written (I think), but there will be an update soon-ish. 🤦🏻‍♀️

Anyway, this has owned me since I first heard "You're Losing Me" and that song became my hyper fixation for an entire month, because my mind was like, "huh? what would it look like if Henry and Alex had started to grow apart? would they be able to grow back together again?" and well, you should probably read to find out.

Upcoming fics:

🖋️ Love on the Fly: my hockey fic (i can't believe it's been almost a year since i posted a snippet from it. damn).

🖋️ lay me down, give me something to feel: or, the Pretty Woman AU that no one asked for

🖋️ when you didn't have to: my single dad Alex fic that wants to take over my entire existence and I won't let it until the RBB is finished.

Hopefully there will be more than just these three that are upcoming. My hope for 2025 is to be able to break away from my current, soul-sucking corporate job and give myself more freedom and time to take on things I actually enjoy. Who knows, maybe I'll finally write an original novel also.

[englandsgirl18181234]

Hiii, about your Chtonic!Apollo AU, I have a few questions if you don't mind:

First, could you clarify the meaning of Chtonic? I am not a native English speaker, so I tried to deduce the meaning by reading about Chtonic deities, but I'm not sure if I got it right😅

Second, is Apollo DEAD??! How, I thought he was only brushed by the lightning since he managed to turn away in time and in Astraphobia he gets hit once, but he's not dying from it like Athena, so I'm confused

Third, is Athena unconscious the whole time? Cause I can't imagine her letting a (hurt) Apollo shouldering the responsibility of deception and decision making all by himself while they are on the run. She's smart and proactive by nature, and yet you made it sound like she wasn't in any shape to do anything during their run

And last (for now, lol) is brain damage the body's default response to being hit by lightning? I thought it was limited to Athena, since she A) got hit in the face besides other places B) was hit many times and C) Zeus wanted to "make her kingdom fall" and her kingdom = the mind, hence the brain damage. Apollo got hit once and on his back, so I thought the consequences would be different

Anyway, Zeus is out of control, I absolutely long to see Triton losing his fucking shit once he knows the actual terminal condition of his beloved adopted daughter and Artemis, fuck you, I'm disappointed, you're Apollo fucking TWIN, you should know him better than anyone and he should be able to trust you with his life. Thank the gods for Athena, she's not going to let him down at least

Hi!!

So to clarify, a Chthonic god is basically a god of the Underworld as opposed to a god of Olympus. They're the other half of the coin that is the Greek pantheon, with Olympian Gods being one side and Chthonic Gods being the other.

Hades is considered a Chthonic God, for example, as are Persephone, Thanatos, and Charon.

Hypnos and Hecate are also considered Chthonic Gods in many of the myths. Hermes occasionally pops up as well, because of his ancient duties as a psychopomp(a being who gathers souls and brings them to the afterlife)

And no, Apollo is not dead, I promise!

He is still dying though, just like Athena was. But things in the Chthonic Apollo AU go pretty differently from Chthonic Athena, so they're both still alive by the time they get to the Underworld.

However, Apollo was hit full on in the back both when he ran to grab Athena in the Apollo verse, and when he pushed Hestia out of the way in Astraphobia. It wasn't a glancing blow at all.

If Zeus had made it any more powerful than he did, Apollo would have been just as bad off as Athena was in God Games. In Astraphobia it was because, despite attacking her, Zeus still wasn't willing to hit Hestia with his full strength. In the Apollo AU, it was because he meant it to be more of a warm up, a warning for trying to run, rather than the full punishment.

And I'm actually not using the canon animatics as a base here, so I'm having Athena only getting hit once, just like Apollo. How I'm picturing it is that it starts with part of Neal Illustrator's animation, with the giant ball of lightning, but she's so badly hurt by it that not even Zeus realized she was still conscious. So the whole crescendo at the end of the song is her basically finding the strength to crawl to Zeus's feet to beg him to release Odysseus. It probably wouldn't look very cool animated, but it's a very intense and emotional scene in my head because each time she struggles to move or her arms give out there's a flash of her during moments with Odysseus and Penelope and Telemachus, giving her the strength to keep going.

So Athena isn't unconscious the whole time, but she is for the first several weeks. The seizure she had hit her hard, because it was both a triggered seizure and she was injured during UTI by Phobos and Deimos. Then as she was coming out of it Zeus blasted Apollo with lightning only a few feet away from her.

I think I explained it in another ask, but it might just be in my writing doc so I'll explain why that's a bad thing and answer the rest of your questions under the cut.

Basically, because Athena's condition was caused by Zeus's lightning, she's especially sensitive to any form of Zeus's power. Even just being near him while he's angry causes her seizures and other symptoms to get worse for a while. But any active manipulation, particularly lightning, or strong artifacts that contain his power is enough to cause her physical pain on top of that. The Master Bolt is By Far the worst offender, his throne having second place and the two combined make being in the throne room something she dreads. But she regularly has to come into contact with several others as well.

Including Aegis. It physically hurts her to carry it and actively makes her condition worse, but she has to while in public on Olympus or people will notice and she can't afford that kind of scrutiny. And because I'm awful and love making my characters hurt before the comfort kicks in.

But anyway, no she's not unconscious the whole time, but the lightning on top of a triggered seizure while actively in the presence of an angry Zeus, his throne, and an active Master Bolt was far too much her soul to handle at once. It basically puts her into a coma as her soul tries to adjust to the sudden and extensive worsening of her condition.

It took a massive chunk off her remaining lifespan. It's to the point where, because Apollo's wounds can't be cleansed while they're on the run, she's barely more than a century away from fading and completely catatonic by the time the two of them reach the Underworld. She wouldn't have made it to Atlantis if Hades had turned them away, even if they weren't caught on their way there.

And brain damage very much is the default reaction for getting struck, but the main side effects of that brain damage change depending on both the person and where they were struck.

Athena got hit straight on in the face and is the Goddess of Wisdom, so she suffered more from brain fog, memory problems, and seizures than someone else would have.

Apollo, being the God of Healing and Archery, uses his hands a lot and got struck in the back near his shoulders. So he's suffering more from things like neuropathy(nerve damage that causes shooting pains for those that don't know what that is) and physical weakness, especially in his hands.

Zeus absolutely is out of control here. It's eventually going to get to the point that many of the minor gods are too afraid to leave their temples in case they catch his attention. Even the rest of the Council, and particularly the younger ones like Hephaestus, Ares, and Hermes, are avoiding him because of how much of a mood he's in.

The rest of his siblings are all getting flashbacks to Kronos, and Poseidon is genuinely considering getting the rest of the Council together for an intervention. The only reason he hasn't by the time Athena and Apollo reach the Underworld is because he's too busy dealing with all the backlash from Zeus's storms. The sheer amount of planes that have gone down over his domain, and particularly near Atlantis, to sudden storms is causing so much pollution that his citizens are becoming unwell. Zeus is doing it on purpose, to keep Poseidon too busy to rebel against his rule.

I gotta admit, I'm gonna be making Triton suffer for a bit. I don't know if anyone remembers my saying that I might consider having Hades tell Olympus that Apollo and Athena both faded from their injuries? Yeah I'm definitely doing that now. So Triton's gonna think she's dead for a while.

He's absolutely gonna go apeshit when he finds out too.

And I genuinely don't know what the hell is going on with Artemis at this point. I swear to you guys, I truly am not trying to make her be so mean. I adore her, she's genuinely one of my favorite Goddesses' on the Council, but it just keeps turning out that way. Like with all the cliffhangers, honestly.

Thank you so much for all your questions! Feel free to send more whenever you want, I love answering them!!

[burninlovebutler]

28 - Temporary Fix* // Forever Winter Series

pairing: austin x fem!oc | word count: 4k-ish

warnings/notes: you’re going to be mad at me i’m sorry not sorry 😅, substance abuse (weed, pills), riding, p n v (protected), mentions of death/grieving & strip clubs/sex work, arguing, crying, lightly inspired by 'Novacane' by Frank Ocean lol, again… pls don’t hate me 🫣, 18+ ONLY, MDNI

summary: austin uses every distraction at his disposal in an attempt to shove elsie out of his mind. when caught off guard, he takes the opportunity and utilizes it in his favor - regardless of the fall out.

previous chapter -> 27 - The First Close Call

see masterlist for chp log & all other fics ♡

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I know I'm gonna die in this bed I made And I'm drowning in a dream that I can't escape If I could wake up, I'd hesitate

But it's too late to turn back now Oh God, I tried but I don't know how If I could escape it I'd trade in the blame, you can take it If I doesn't take me first

-AUSTIN-

That New Year’s night I slipped from Elsie’s bed and drunkenly walked home. Elsie’s words rang in my head like church bells,

‘friends don’t do the things we do Aus’

She was right, they don’t.

But we do.

We shouldn’t, but we do.

It had to stop, we had to stop.

I wanted more than I could handle.

We’re friends. We’ve only ever been friends. Through every close call, every almost kiss, almost fuck – friends. That never changed. It was only sex. It was only ever fueled by sex. Nothing more.  

My head was too faded and foggy to decipher any philosophical questions about my friendship. It didn’t matter anyway, she had Nox and I had… my deal with Nox.

Fuck

I suppose jacking off above the girl you’re supposed be staying away from didn’t quite fit into that deal.

The reality was that I wasn’t sober yet and Elsie couldn’t find out. New Year’s had to be the last time I see her, at least for now. Until I can get my head on straight. I just needed to get it out of my system. I just needed out of my own brain – and that’s exactly what drugs helped me do. They gave me a temporary escape route. I just needed some time to breathe, and they could help me do that. She didn’t understand that. She didn’t understand that sometimes, they were my friends too.

When life didn’t feel so heavy, so complicated, so confusing, so fucked up, I’d be able to come off of them. I had it under control, this time was different. It was temporary. A temporary fix.

No matter how much my head was haunted with the remnants of Elsie, I needed to forget her, just for now. If New Year’s was going to be our last close call, I had to stay far away from her. I knew if I was around her, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself again. I wasn’t lying when I said it was all or nothing, I just slipped up and gave in. She made me weak.

And I’m sick of being fucking weak.

Weak with her, with my body, with my brain – I was so fucking sick of it.

All this time I was running from my scrambled brain with its funny little hallucinations, while trying to be a normal fucking functioning human being when all I want to do all day is lay in bed and wither away. And of course, running from the about 50 million different rules I broke with Elsie, my best friend, with a boyfriend that now had collateral over my head. I was trying to outrun exactly who I am.

And I’m so sick of running.

It shouldn’t take this much fucking work and energy just to be normal. If this is who I am, why not just let it take the wheel? The answer was right in front of me –

Stop running.

So, I did.

I stopped running.

The only way to get away from Elsie was to ignore her, which is exactly what I did. I hadn’t picked up a single call from her for the past week.

The moment I got home and sobered up from my New Years hangover, I had Aspen at my apartment. Never would I have thought I’d be grateful to Nox for anything, but I was for her.

She was the perfect distraction, pretty, fun, available, reliable, tangible. Easy – not easy in the stereotypical misogynistic sense of being easily accessible to sex, but in the sense of being able to breathe. Exactly what I was looking for.

A temporary distraction.

A temporary fix.

She slept over that day and pretty much every day since.

Now, she was in my lap, her hips rolling into me while she bounced on morning wood. My hands trailed up her bare boney hips and squeezing her waist letting out a groan. It felt so good to actually be able to touch her, fuck her, hold her. Everything I couldn’t do with Elsie.

Though my body didn’t scream for Aspen the way it did for Elsie, being with her was so stress-free that it almost made up for it.

She slid up and down on my throbbing cock, then firmly planted deep in her core when she began to carousel her hips. She had a quite successful technique – ride, swivel, ride, roll, ride. Keeping her circular motions with me rooted inside, she leaned down to meet my lips. Her cherry flavored gloss coated my lips and asked for entrance which I easily obliged. Our tongues danced with each other, the mutual taste of weed mingling while she kept a burning blunt plucked between two fingers. She finally pulled away and put the brown roll to my lips as she continued sheathing herself over my pulsing cock. “Suck.” She smiled and I obeyed, hallowing my cheeks to inhale a heavy hit, the end sizzling red as I did so, then blowing it out above us in a swirling cloud.

She stole the finished blunt back and snubbed it out into the ashtray on my bedside table then returned to interlock her lips with mine. My hands traced up her toned sides and finding her lace covered breasts, cupping them. I kneaded the masses that filled my palms completely and grazed my thumbs over her perked nipples, earning me a whimper into our interlocked lips. “Aus I’m close.” She whispered then rode me faster, frenzied like she’d hadn’t been touch starved for years – even though we had stayed up all night with my cock buried inside her.

I let out grumble being dangerously close to my own climax, “Me too, come for me, will you? I want you to fucking come on my cock.” I growled.

She gave an obedient nod and leaned backwards, arching her back away from me and propped herself up by an arm behind her. Her free hand found her clit and used her fingers to help her reach her finish line. As she ascended on my length, she tightened her walls around me helping me with my own demise. “Fuck Austin I’m-“ Suddenly she erupted in sobs, her movements on my length sloppy and quick.

The moment I felt her pulsing around me I was a goner, my cock twitched inside her and spilled what felt like every ounce of cum inside me into the condom. Her juices flowing down past my base and her continued clenching threw me into a blinding overstimulated buzz. “Fuck.” I squeezed her hips hard, she replied in a mischievous and victorious giggle knowing exactly what she was doing. Finally dismounting from me with a pop and fell next to me, our heavy breathing matching time.

I brought my arm to cover my eyes, “Fuck you’re good at that.”

She let out another proud giggle, “Thank you.”

I pulled the condom from my member, tying it into a knot and tossing it into the trash can then returned. Her arm curled into mine, causing me to go ridged from her touch.

Yet I gave in, even cuddling into her. Again, it was nice to actually be able to feel her.

“You’re pretty fun,” She smiled up at me from where she rested on my arm.

I chucked, “You too.”

“You wanna smoke?” She asked playfully, as if we hadn’t just finished a thick blunt.

“I thought you’d never ask.” My free arm went blindly through my bedside table knocking over some pill bottles in the process, to find another half smoked blunt from last night in the ashtray. With a swift flip of a lighter wheel, it ignited a flame that singed the end of the roll. A thick inhale filled my lungs with smoke then let it out in a curling cloud.

“You make smoking look so hot.” She teased before stealing the roll, mimicking my actions. I rolled my eyes and took the blunt back, inhaling another hit.

“Can I tell you somethin’?” Aspen looked up at me serious.

“Hm?”

“I’m not joking when I say,” She took an overly dramatic pause, “That I think you’re the best dick I’ve ever had.”

I erupted into laughter, the weed clearly kicking in already, “What an honor.”

She gave me a gentle elbow, “I’m serious! I think I’m dickmatized.”

“Dickmatized?” Prompting even more laughs, “What the fuck does that even mean?”

“You know!” Smacking my arm playfully, “When dick is so good you’re like hypnotized.”

“That’s a thing?” Scrunching my brows down at her, it was the most ridiculous thing I’d ever heard. “Well, thank you? I’m glad you think I’m good enough to cause… that?”

“Yeah, it’s a thing! Why do you think so many girls stay with guys no matter how bad they treat them?”

No matter how they treat them – it made me question the pride I had with Elsie. Maybe she was hypnotized by Nox in that way too, maybe that’s why she stayed with him. Even though she’d expressed the opposite, it didn’t stop the insecurity I felt. It was the only explanation, right? Why else would she stay with him if there wasn’t some missing piece I wasn’t seeing.

“Oh, so you’re only in this for my dick huh? I suppose I am pretty shitty.” Then taking another deep inhale of green.

She gasped, “No! Of course not! I think you’re pretty cool – though I guess I am in it for the dick right now. I don’t really know you.” She didn’t sound sad or angry, simply stating it as a fact.

“I know I’m teasing.” Taking the brown wrapped roll to her swollen lips. She sucked in a hit, her hazelnut eyes stayed on mine as she did so.

I pulled it away bringing it and mimicking her actions. “You gotta stop lookin’ at me like that or you’ll start me up all over again.” Then letting the thick smoke cloud above us.

“And would that be so bad?” She teased with a curled smirk.

“Yes! We have to get out of bed sometime today.” Gesturing to the mess of the bed then the bright open window. “Plus, I don’t know if my dick can take anymore, I think you’d drained every drop of cum out of me.”

“I think you’re wrong, I don’t think we have to leave the bed.” Then giving me a matter of fact look.

“Oh no? And if we’re not fucking then what do you propose we do?”

“Well… Like I said I don’t know much about you? You could tell me stuff?” And curled around my arm more.

We had already talked about how neither of us are looking for anything serious, but her actions weren’t reflecting that right now. None the less, I was curious about her too. “Alright, shoot.”

The blunt held tight between her pointer and index, pondering with a tugged bottom lip, “Hmm…. Do you have any siblings?”

“Nope, you?”

“Yeah, a sister.” She replied, her eyes dimming slightly. “Hm… okay. Did you go to school?” She asked.

“Yeah, I graduated two years ago. Business Law.” Answering visibly degusted by it, “You?”

“Well actually I’m still in school! I wanna be a dentist really bad.” Flashing a big smile obviously proud of it. I would’ve never expected that from her.

“Oh wow, a dentist? I would’ve never guessed that from you.”

“Why ‘cause I work at a club?” I was evidently not the first one to have that reaction.

“No… well,” The high making it even harder to lie, “Well yeah, I guess.”

She shrugged seemingly unaffected, “It’s okay, I get that a lot. I only work there to help pay for school.”

“Ah, makes sense. You’re certainly hot enough to make bank.” Taking back the brown roll, inhaling a hefty puff then coughing it out, “How did you get into that anyway?”

Her demeanor shifted slightly, eyes and shoulder dropping, “Well, my sister used to work there, so she helped me get a job there when I was 16.”

“Sixteen?” Jarred by the detail, disgusting me, “Jesus fucking Christ why would she do that?”

Her shoulders peaked into a shrug, “Money, I guess. She was never the smartest cookie in the jar.”

“Was?” I regretting the question immediately.

“Oh, yeah she passed away a couple years ago.” Voice noticeably faltered, masking her pain.

“Oh wow, I’m so sorry ‘Pen.” My hand dipped to meet hers between us, sliding between her fingers. I bit down on my lip contemplating whether I should open up or not. “I uh- Well my dad passed away a couple years ago. So, I get it. It’s hard.”

“I’m sorry Aus.” Her brown eyes glimmered up at me with a mutual sadness that only people who’ve grieved could share.

I nodded acknowledging her sympathy. A couple silent moments passed before I cleared my throat, “Well, I think it’s my turn?”

“Sure, shoot.” Straightening up her posture next to me.

I hummed around the question that I was genuinely curious about, “How do you know Nox?”

She chuckled a little, “At the club obviously, he’s there a lot.”

“At the strip club?” I clarified before reacting further.

“Yeah, truthfully, I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend. None the less one so pretty.” A sort of devious smile tugged at her lips, indicating that she might play for both teams. “He never really participates though, just flirts. So, I guess that makes sense.”

My brows scrunched at her, “So he just sits there?”

“Yeah kinda, I guess? He hangs out with the managers.”

“Managers?”

“Yeah, I don’t know. Maybe he’s a shareholder or something?”

“Interesting…” I pondered the answer, though the high was getting the best of my ability to fully comprehend. “And how did he convince you to go out with me?” Questioning with a sly smile taking a puff of the diminishing roll.

Her cheeks peaked with a light shade of pink, “Well, I don’t know, it just came up one day that I needed a fuck buddy that wasn’t an asshole and he said he knew an eligible bachelor.” Making her voice overly proper at the end.

“Hm,” I handed over the blunt that was tucked between my index and middle fingers, “Well I hope I was a good consolation prize.”

She laughed, “Yeah I’d say you’re a pretty good prize… How about you? How did he get you to go out with me?”

My eyes rounded at the question. I couldn’t tell her the truth – that she was just a byproduct of a scheme. That she was just my mule for my fixes and the sex was an added bonus – a much needed distraction. “Pretty much same.” I lied, a shrug pulling my shoulders up.

Suddenly there was an abrupt knock at the door.

“Oh shit, do you mind getting that for me? It’s probably just Amazon or something.” I asked since she was wearing more clothes, even if it was just underwear, it was more than my complete nudity.

“Sure.” She smiled and slipped on one of my long sleeve button downs over her arms, not bothering to close the front. The white shirt hung baggy off her shoulders, landing upper midthigh.

I began scrolling on my phone while she went to answer the door. Then I heard an exchange and Aspen beginning to talk to someone who seemed to push through when I heard her exclaim, “Hey!”. I sat up suddenly on alert thinking that someone was trying to break in.

“Austin?” Called a familiar but newly annoyed voice.

Elsie

Elsie

Fuck

I scrambled to pull covers up to my neck in an attempt to hide any evidence. Aspen raced through the open room before Elsie with an apologetic expression that exuded ‘I’m sorry I couldn’t stop her’. The brunette stomped in just behind her.

“Hey Els,” Bringing my hand to the back of my neck in a scratch.

“Austin.” She stated shortly then taking a small sniff of the air, “Were you smoking?”

I ignored the question, anyone with a nose could tell we’d been smoking. “You know it’s kinda rude to just stop by without notice.”

“Oh, that’s rich, from someone who showed up at my apartment in the middle of the night.” She retorted and crossed her arms over her chest.

Aspen just twirled her long hair shyly behind Elsie, her eyes down not looking at me. I couldn’t tell what she was thinking but I knew it wasn’t good. I knew I’d have to deal with it later but my concern right then was Elsie.

I let out a sigh, “What do you want Elsie? What are you doing here?”

She took in the room fully processing the situation. She lifted a bag stuffed with styrofoam containers, “I brought pancakes from Harry’s, thought we could talk.”

“Elsie.” I groaned slipping gym shorts back over my hips beneath the covers before pulling myself out completely and walking to her. “I appreciate the food, but I do have company over, and this is pretty rude of you.” I knew my words were harsh and that they would slice but that’s exactly what I needed to do. If she was going to just barge into my house unannounced, I needed a sure fire way to get her to leave me alone in the only way I knew how – anger.  

Her brows lifted sharply with small tilt of her head. “Oh well I’m fucking sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt, whatever-“ Moving her hands in wide circles, “whatever this is.”

“Els-“

“Is this why you haven’t been returning my calls for the past week?” She snapped.

I understood her frustration, I really did. Perhaps on a level she didn’t even recognize since it’s exactly how I feel with Nox. But just as I had no right to be jealous over Nox, she had no right to be jealous over Aspen.

“Well, Elsie-“ I began but cut me off when her eyes drifted to the pile of bags on the ground. One was Aspen’s main overnight bag, and the others were filled with uniforms for her club shifts, including some rather tall platforms peeking out.

“How long has she been here Austin?” Her eyes meeting mine once more. The green eyes that normally reminded me of a serene lake now resembled a rampant sea serpent.

“I uh- Well I’m-“ I stuttered but Aspen answered for me.

“I’ve been here since New Year’s.” She spoke up, still in a rather shy quiet tone but a slight competitive edge laid beneath it. As soon as she said New Year’s there was an instinctual survival urge in my chest to run for cover.  

Elsie’s face paled followed by ravenous anger, “Oh,” Letting out the most terrifying chuckle wrapped in pure vengeance. “Did he tell you what he did on New Year’s Eve?” She snapped her focus to Aspen, who continued to coil her hair around her finger anxiously.

“Elsie c’mon you know that’s not-” I tried to quickly interject in before she continued.

Her brows lowered and knitted at Aspen, “He didn’t tell you that he all but fucked me on New Year’s Eve?” She had an armed gun filled with bullets with Aspen’s name on them.

She blonde chewed on her bottom lip shyly and looked up her with wide eyes, “I don’t care.” And shrugged wrapping the baggy long-sleeved arms across her body.

Confusion swirled in Elsie’s face, her eyebrows curved in steaming anger, “You don’t care that your boyfriend left you at a party to see me? Or that he came all over me that night…? The night before you slept over?” I’d never heard her so angry before, so vicious.

Fuck

Aspen’s eyes fluttered to the ground for a second, Elsie’s words clearly bothering her. But then her brown eyes met Elsie’s again, “No, I don’t care. He’s not my boyfriend.” She unexpectedly stepped closer to the brunette with narrowed eyes and a pointed finger, “And I don’t think he’s yours either.”

This was definitely not how I thought this morning would go – my fuckbuddy and my cheating best friend throwing raw fuming estrogen at each other. Neither one in the right to really be angry at each other, or me.

“Whoa whoa whoa,” I stepped between them when Elsie advanced at Aspen, “Let’s all fucking calm down shall we?”

The two turned to me with crossed arms. I’d never had two girls fight over me before, but it wasn’t as sexy or glamorous as it seems in movies. Though, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t inflate my ego just a bit.

“Am I wrong Austin?” Aspen snapped at me, “We’re just fucking, and Elsie is your best friend – who already has a boyfriend.”

“Well no-“ I began was cut off by the blonde, bringing up something I’d said in a fuzzy strung out daze. “The best friend you told me just last night that she was nothing to worry about? That you said you’d never see as anything other than a best friend?”

Fucking hell

Elsie’s lips immediately down turned, and eyes softened, “Austin.”

“Well I- I mean-“

“Is that true?” Her voice quiet and timid.

This was so fucking confusing. What exactly was I supposed to say?

‘No, actually, I’m fucking confused because I want to fuck you and I want to hold you - not just when we’re drunk and for fucks sake, I don’t know why but I want to fucking kiss you’ ?

When she has a boyfriend?

And why would she even fucking care if I felt that way? She was still with Nox, if she even felt the same, she wouldn’t still be with him. Right?

And what? I was gonna ruin her relationship and our friendship for a maybe? For a fuck? For a kiss that could feel like nothing?

“Not to mention I know your boyfriend.” Aspen interrupted the brief silence, peaked her brows and popped a hip out.

Elsie’s sullen face struggled to unlock from mine and turned her attention to the blonde, her face filling with pink. She was embarrassed, nervous, scared. “What?” Her voice dripped in a shudder.

“I know Nox. He was the one that set us up.” She stated as if it was common knowledge.

“What?” She repeated, stumbling back a bit, then refocused back onto me, “Is that true Austin? He set you two up?”

I sighed “Yes.” Nervously scratched my arm, “Nox set us up.”

Elsie ran her tongue over her lips seemingly processing the word as if they were a foreign language. “I-I have to go.” Her eyes low and voice cracking towards the end. She didn’t even look at me before pivoting and b-lined to my front door.

I gave Aspen an annoyed look, dropping my hands at my sides and shook my head at her before chasing after Elsie. I reached the door before she did, pressing against it keeping her locked in.

“Elsie…” I said softly down to her. A sharp jab speared my stomach when I noticed her bottom lip quivering and light tears rolling down her cheeks. “Elsie I just-”

“Is it true.” She asked sternly, brows knitted together focusing on my chest while her fingers curled into the plastic bag she held. She was trying so hard to stay still, but the crinkling plastic gave away her trembling.

“Yes Nox set us up-“

“The other thing.” Her teary eyes squeezed shut as if she was preparing for impact.

The truth still stood, she was with Nox. She had a boyfriend. We’d already crossed some fucked up cheating line with what we did and there was no reason for me to confuse her further. Especially with the shit Nox had over me, it was too much of a risk.

This was it. This was the deal I agreed to.

I looked up at the ceiling taking a moment before I spoke. “Yes.” Letting out a breath before looking down at her.

The redness in her cheeks and the waterfall tears noticeably worsened. “Yes what Austin.” The attempt at harsh words cracking between each syllable.

“I-I, I don’t-”

I didn’t want to say it. The words burned like rancid bile in my mouth. I shut my eyes and tried to remember that this was what agreed to at Christmas, in her kitchen, with her boyfriend pinning me against a counter. I was in too deep to turn back now.

“You’re my best friend Elsie.” I exhaled a deep sigh, “Nothing more.”

There was a still moment, a pause. She didn’t respond or react to what I said. Guilt spread through my body like the plague, but I didn’t quite know why. It felt like apologizing for something I didn’t do. I knew it was the truth, she knew it was the truth. So, why did it feel like I just said the most horrendous shit to her? 

Suddenly, the bag full of breakfast was shoved into my chest, crushing both the Styrofoam and the pancakes inside. “Els-” She threw the door open, using it to push me away propelling me into the dining table behind me. I struggled to steady myself before finally making it out the door, but it was too late. She was gone.

Next Chapter -> Be My Mistake*

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fanfic ask game

i saw this ask game i wasn’t tagged in so let’s do it 🤠 & i’ll tag whoever wants to do it as well

1. how many works do you have on Ao3?

27 :-)

2. what's your total Ao3 word count?

466,409 (oh cool i’ll most likely hit 500k by the end of the year 💪)

3. what fandoms do you write for?

currently pjo & once in a blue moon hsmtmts, but i have written for like 10-12 different fandoms in my life

4. what are your top five fics by kudos?

ceaseless eve 🌙 (a leo, nico, & piper quest + valdangelo)

camp triple pine 🌲 (a lawrusso summer camp au with fwb 👀)

talk to me, deep in the night (& i’d tell you something i never thought i’d admit) 🏕️ (a surprisingly non-smutty first caswen fic in which ricky talks with ej about how he works too hard, written in s3 era)

Cobra Kai/Karate Kid one shots 🥋 (fluff, humor, angst, smut…what it says on the tin 🤠)

he’s only here for one thing, but (so am i) 🔥 (valdangelo college au smut + camboy nico 👀)

(because i can’t tell a lie, i did skip over one or two stranger things fics on this list. i have complex feelings about them & keeping them up due to the controversy, but also abandoning them or deleting them…i’m sentimental, and i procrastinate lol. i’m glad a higher volume of people enjoyed them by nature of it being a more popular fandom, but i also feel like the kudos aren’t as genuine or earned as they are for my longfics in less popular fandoms for that reason. at least To Me. i hope that makes sense 🧍)

5. do you respond to comments?

i try to reply to every comment around the first week of posting something (because by then it’s an “old work” and it’s “weird” to comment on it, but that’s another post 😐). i still haven’t replied to the last of the ceaseless eve comments & i feel terrible, the sentimentality of it all overwhelms me but know i appreciate it 😭 i wish there was like a code word though that people could comment that lets you know if they want you to respond or not, because it’s hard to know if people want an author response or if it’ll scare them off yk

6. Which of your fics has the angstiest ending?

i don’t do a lot of angst, but when i do, i do (meaning i lay it on too melodramatically thick lmao) but i thought i’d give a list of some of my angstiest/darkest fics 🤠

the moonlace & the sunflower 🌻 (in which grover dies protecting a demigod, so the empathy link causes percy to pass away as well)

games long lost 🌳 (in which luke must drink annabeth’s blood for kronos’s reformation, it covers the dark lukabeth of it all & there’s some death)

the smallest casualty ♟️ (in which it’s slowly revealed over the course of a luke & annabeth chess game that the gods lost the war, and percy & friends have been subjected to dark magic experiments to make them compliant to luke’s fantasy)

rewired 🤖 (okay. i usually try to be humble or self deprecating or whatever but this 1400 word fic is an actual fucking masterpiece to me idc. it just came out of me and makes me physically nauseous to this day. showing this to my hypothetical therapist etc etc. oh wait what’s it about lmao—the concept of daniel rewiring his brain & morals to fit into silver’s desires. ft that sick sick silverusso dynamic)

7. Which of your fics has the happiest ending?

i have a variety of fluffy fics, but i’d have to say my happiest most sugar coated ending is—

who said anybody would? (a ej/gina/ricky road trip fic that literally ends with an ot3 picnic scene 😭 it’s just too much 🫶)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i’ve gotten unwarranted criticism (i like to ask for constructive crit comments at the end if it’s like a longfic) that’s been surprisingly rude…i won’t say which fic but someone got so mad at one of my chapters they left a lengthy mocking crit comment and then stopped reading 😭 but that’s their prerogative, i hope they found something they enjoyed afterwards. other than that, surprisingly considering some of the controversial dark fics i’ve written…no sign of flames, so thanks! 😅

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

i have four different smut fics (hopefully a fifth if i can ever finish it up)…i fear they’re repetitive but also not really, they cover different fandoms and explore different kinks. i’m not really sure what to say about them, hopefully people find them hot ! or whatever !

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

i’m not a fan of crossovers currently, but my longest fic i wrote when i was 15 (it’s 97k i’m beating it someday 😭) was a crossover between sanders sides, voltron, miraculous ladybug, and gravity falls (doesn’t that feel like a kick in the gut lmao—did i mention i was 15? 😅)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of 👁️👁️

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

not that i know of 👁️👁️

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

i tried, myself and another author had a shared Google doc & everything…but we both just didn’t commit. i don’t think i’d work well with another writer…i don’t mind bouncing ideas around with a beta reader/editor (like @heavens-vault 🤠) but ultimately i’d prefer to write on my own

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

it changes—it’s currently valdangelo, but the ones I’ve written the most over the years are: prinxiety (😐), lawrusso, caswen, and valdangelo. i’m excited to explore a bunch of other ships as i continue writing as well

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oh gosh, i mean i hope i don’t have any like longfics in question…i hope i can finish + deliver on Ivory Rain, but i’m sure I’ll manage even if it takes a while. i haven’t really mentioned this a whole lot to “the public” but i have what i call a “scrap fic” i’m working on, with a bunch of like 800 word chapters i just kinda bounce around when i have time. the concept is really exciting but the execution still needs work, so i’m kinda seeing how that’s gonna play out, it might not be posted. i hope it will though !

16. What are your writing strengths?

i think i’m pretty good at characterization, good romantic moments with good buildup, and humor :-)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

action scenes i hate you so much 😭 why do i insist on writing pjo fics when i can hardly write a fight scene

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

i should do it more, i hate that i don’t, especially considering nico being Italian and leo’s native language being Spanish. but I’ve used & been disappointed by Google translate too many times…perhaps I’ll find another way to translate to include that for more character accuracy

19. First fandom you wrote for?

actually i think percy jackson, i’ve come full circle. the first fic i posted was sanders sides, but i remember when i was probably nine or so i wrote with pencil and paper and stapled a book together with a hand drawn cover 😭 it was about a son of Apollo, a satyr, and a daughter of Demeter on a quest…so really, richard took some creative liberties from my hand written fanfic i think 👀

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

like the ships, it changes—I love all my fics, it’s hard to explain how there’s little fractures of me at different points in my life at any given time in my works. no amount of over-explaining could make anyone understand how i express myself through my character’s emotions and desires and fears and journeys.

at the moment, my favorite fic is CE. it just got completed, myself and others are excited for the sequel. i think all my pjo works in particular are pretty good, and of course i tend to shy away from my older works because my writing…probably wasn’t as good. but that just means I’ve improved, so that’s good.

that’s all the questions, but this was fun ! :-)

[maybege]

Hi, May! How are you?

Okay so first things first: I’m sorry about taking so long to do this! But I FINALLY got some time to write down my thoughts for what if (part 1)! Every time I tried to sit down things got hectic again and it’s been annoying me endlessly, cause I’ve been looking forward to this for like 2 weeks now.

I’ve decided to split this up into multiple posts because it got a bit long. I hope that’s okay! 😅 and I think I should also warn you that I’m not the best of putting into words how stories make me feel, but I hope this is getting my feelings across anyway.

First of all: mixing the Calmer AU with a fix it AU? Sign me the fuck up! (Side note: I am almost over what happened in season 3 but only because I’ve lowkey started to view their Paz as the fanon!version of your Paz 😅😅🙈)

Also, another sidenote: I love when your stories feature your characters like chants and briggs because my brain always goes „oooh I know that name“ (same goes for Dreks… who will forever be a dick in every universe). (Part 1/5)

Putting the rest of the asks under a cut because I am LOSING MY MIND THIS IS SO SWEET:

Okay okay, but now for the actual commentary:

“Maybe because they will use any chance they get to exploit the innocent omegas of other clans.”You frowned, not liking any of Axe’s implications. Were omegas of Djarin’s tribe not innocent? Did he think you were incapable of defending yourself?” EXACTLY. AXE NEEDS TO SHUT UP! I was so happy that you immediately noted that cause i legit immediately went „what are you trying to imply, man 🤨“

And about Paz.. him immediately being offended and also „What startled you most, however, was how big that man was.“?? 10/10 no notes, immediately the perfect vibe

And then, „When you heard your name called, it was like you were in the clouds. Far away from everything and everyone. Maybe you could still say no, maybe you could just go and disappear forever. […] What if you weren’t good at the whole claiming thing at all and your failure resulted in a war that was to last centuries?”That is such A MOOD. I, too, would sign up for something and then when it’s happening, realise that it’s real and have my anxiety kick in hard. and the way you describe the feeling is soo realistic??? My anxiety would yell those exact things 😅 (No seriously, I texted my bestie the other day that I’m not prepared for my tutoring session because what if people actually show up 🤦‍♀️)

“Paz Vizsla was a warrior through and through and it showed in the way he was sitting too. He took up almost all the space on the little bench and even when he was sitting down and you were standing up, he seemed so much bigger than you?” HOT. that’s it, that’s my notes on that. 10/10, the size kink for fictional men is clearly a part of my personality now and I am okay with that.

“taken aback by how gentle he sounded. He did not look gentle. He looked dangerous”. Again, 10/10. The appeal of someone looking tough but being a secret teddy bear is honestly always amazing and I love that it’s happening here. (2/5)

“I don’t bite, you know?” “I suppose the helmet would make that very hard,”. THIS IS WHY I LOVE YOUR WRITING 😭 (reason number 1 of ♾️). This genuinely made me laugh out loud. Like, it was funny and also immediately made me go “don’t say that to the intimidating guy, you dumbass 😂”

And then the “Do you not think I should know the name of the omega I am about to make very happy?”???. OKAAAY, no reason to be so cocky my guy. I do love the banter in your stories though. It makes the connection between your characters feel so fun, dynamic and honestly real.

And then you immediately hit me with “as an endearment,” […] “Not because I won't know your name.” I’m pretty sure if you listen closely enough, you can hear me swoon from all the way over here in Vienna, cause I’m now a puddle that is yearning for this man.

And just generally, I love how you make Paz so soft and considerate. (Like making sure that reader is actually fully on board with this). Because that is a big strong warrior and I feel like the obvious way would be to make him just cocky and this intimidating badass (which isn’t a bad thing, if someone wants to write that!) but you just make him feel so grounded and comfortable as a character.

Also, I’m rereading this in order to pull quotes from the text, and I just got hit with “are you wet” and DAMN MAY. I knew that was coming but the mood shift still hit me like it the first time. Again, 10/10.

“Maybe a little bit,” that’s such A LIE! I just know that reader is melting on the inside!

Also, I love when these ‘downplaying moments’ immediately get followed by getting a description of how it definitely affects reader more than they are letting on in that moment. It makes me feel like I have fun inside knowledge. (3/5)

PAZ WITH TATTOOS! PAZ WITH TATTOOS! I LOVE YOUR MIND.

“Shocked at your own daydreams, you tried to focus instead on what you could see and not the images your brain came up with.” Me too, reader. Me too. Very relatable.

“Stars,” he hummed, thick fingers settling on your tongue and pushing down, “I think we are going to have a lot of fun, aren’t we, omega?” genuine question… are you trying to kill me?

I was gonna comment on the next couple sentences as well but I cannot put into words how this makes me feel 🫠

“No one is watching us,” he assured you, pushing his fingers back in your mouth, “No one is looking at you, omega. Wanna know how I know?” […] Because everybody knows I don’t share […]” May, I may not have the words or the knowledge to give actual writing feedback to anyone but I hope you’re aware that your writing is incredible. Because this has me HOOKED.

AND THE “Thank the stars it was you,” he whispered, running his wet fingers over your lips, “I hoped it would be you.” don’t mind me, I’m just crying over here because this is the softest thing ever and I love gentle, sweet men more than anything 😭 and the reassurance that follows like three paragraphs later?? Such a sweet vulnerable moment between Paz and reader that manages the balance between smut and sweetness so well

The trope of “what if it won’t fit?” gf x “I will make it fit” bf? Made for Paz and I will stand by that statement. And just… the smut? I can’t quote it here because it makes me blush and stare at the screen too much but damn… I love your writing so much 😭

And lastly, the last paragraph: nothing better than having the gentle giant calling his partner “love”🥺 (4/5)

Okay, so this was my (not so) condensed review of the new story. I had to try very hard to not just quote every line and tell you why I love it and why I think it’s works so well 😅

Anyway, final thoughts because this is soo long already:

10/10. I genuinely love your writing and this story is just another example why I love it. The way you write makes me actually experience the emotions while reading and be completely submersed in the story. Also, I am not at all a reader of romance novels (or generally books where romance is the main plot), but if you were to ever write a full on romance novel (or any book for that matter), I promise I would be the first person in line to buy it and tell everyone about it. Just like I will always be excited to read any story you want to share here on tumblr/ao3! You’re truly one of my favourite authors and I hope you know that your work will always be appreciated 🧡🧡🧡 (5/5)

___ HOw dare you ask me how I am doing when this basically made me cry in public 🥺😭 Reading this is EVERYTHING and just reminds me every time why I love to share my writing with you all. It made my entire weekend!!!! I am so happy you liked and I am so so so so SO lucky to have people liek you engage with my little ramblings on the internet 🥺

[acacia-may]

Regarding how to deal with painful ships, dear Acacia, I have a few suggestions:

Soft and fluffy AU thoughts. Can be fix-it AUs or full blown coffee shops/high school/roommates AUs. You just have to think about the best case scenarios for the ship.

Remember the ship's softer canon moments. Think about the little moments of grace that the writer(s) give the characters in the ship.

Put on the cheesiest love duets you can find/your favorite love songs and mentally play some music videos. It works for me, at least.

Find a new ship (temporarily). Not the top recommended option but maybe thinking of another romance will take your brain off the pain of the pair you were initially thinking of?

Lean into the heartbreak and angst! Beat the writer at their own game of making the ship painful to deal with. Imagine the worst case scenario possible for your ship of choice. Cry your eyes out. And then look back at canon which hopefully isn't as bad as the heart-wrenching scenario you mentally cooked up.

Oh my goodness, I am just squealing over some of these, Erika! They're great suggestions!! Thank you so much! 🥰 I've been trying out number 3 with some classic bubblegum pop songs (and I'm pretty sure "She'd Rather Be With Me" by The Turtles is going to make my Spotify Wrapped this year...😅😂).

Now that I've had a little bit of time to sit with my ships (and my angst), I have been able to think up some story ideas which has been making me feel better about things. One of the ships has a week coming up so I've been trying to channel all of my feelings into writing for that. I've taken your advice and leaned into the angst--while also making an AU fix-it which has been a bit of an interesting combination, something new and different for me (which is a little exciting but also a little nerve-wracking). I've got part of it done, but we'll have to wait and see how it all works out in the end. They will eventually get their happy ending one way or another. I'm determined to make it happen! 💕

The other ship I haven't quite wrapped my head around yet. I absolutely love it, but I also like other ships for one of the characters involved so it's a bit more complicated. All of the ships for that character are sad as heck though so jumping ship to another one (no pun intended 😂) would probably also just depress me. I don't know why I do this to myself... 🙈 There's a third even more depressing ship than the two I mentioned in my post that I also recently picked up, but I'm starting to worry that there's no amount of fluff or wishful thinking that could fix that one. I tried to come up with a happy shenanigans AU for it today and was telling my sister about it (it's an OTP of hers) only to stumble at the last second when I couldn't figure out how to resurrect a character in a way that made sense so it ended up being sad in the end. I think I need more practice for coming up with "Everyone Lives AUs." 🙈 I will just have to keep trying!

Thank you so much again for the encouragement and the great suggestions! You really have such a gift for writing angst and the most beautiful tragic relationships so I knew I could count on you! Thanks, friend! Cheers & much love!! 💕

[carlos-tk]

hello d! nice ask week question for you - as a new member of the fandom, how did you come across 911ls? also, what inspired you to start writing fic? what's your favourite thing about writing fic and the thing you find most challenging? 💜

Hi Lola! Thank you for the question 💗 Sorry for answering this so late!

How did you come across 911 LS: Answered here 😀

What inspired you to start writing fic: Well first off the last time I had written fanfic was when I was like 15 writing about (redacted) 🤫 It was only a couple fics and definitely nothing good 😂 thankfully I had the sense to delete them from existence all those years ago 😅 I’ve written other things since then but not fanfic. Hence why I was so nervous to share my first bits of Tarlos writing. Now as for starting to write Tarlos: My inspiration was just the show and TK and Carlos themselves. Their story is just so beautiful, and I really connected with aspects of each of their characters. And then just reading fic again in general is inspiring me. So many talented people crafting their own stories and it just makes me eager to join the fun and contribute. I have a need to put them in even more situations 😂 I’ve been finding inspiration pretty easily at the moment. The way my brain works, I hear a lyric or see a random picture, anything as simple as that and I’m brimming with ideas. My number one thing I found inspiration in is literally just words. I’ll be reading a fic and someone uses the word ‘savour’ or ‘speechless’ and bam I’m thinking and I have to exit the fic tab and go start writing before I lose my idea. A few WIPs started from something as random as that. As an example the colleagues AU I’m working on all started from twos things: Someone [that may or may not be you and Rae] using the word ‘professional’ in their fic, which of course made me think of TK saying the words ‘what we did this morning was very unprofessional’ in that 2x04 scene. I went hmm professional? = work = colleagues = hookup in the office and so forth 😂 I now have 2 separate office based WIPs in the works because some of the scenes I’m writing aren’t working with the current plot so they’ve been shifted into a new doc haha. But I’m serious. Other writers are the reason I’m even attempting fic again no rules in breakable heaven by @strandnreyes and un(professional) services by yourself and @rmd-writes got my brain ticking and really gave me a kick up the butt to actually try write anything even half as good as those💗💗💗

What’s your favourite thing about writing fic: The strories you get to explore. Getting to have fun with the characters we know and love. Being able to expand on scenes and missing moments in canon, and weave my own intricate story whilst still making it feel faithful to them. Thinking up an AU and put them in whatever environment I feel like, I am really loving it atm. When I actually have the time to write anyway, because I certainly have not this week 😅

What you find the most challenging about writing fic: Sort of mentioned above because it’s a favourite and also challenging. But when crafting my own story, specifically an AU, trying to make them feel authentic to the characters we see on the show. Whilst also being fully fleshed characters in their own right in the little universe I’ve created. It’s got me like ‘would he say that? would he think that? would he do that?’ even in this made up scenario. And if there’s one thing I’m gonna do, it’s overthink 😂

[kiwiana-writes]

Okay babes, let’s talk posting schedules.

Sometime in the next… few weeks? Ish? I’ll be posting a RWRB fic. It’s an actor AU, and because they’re acting in a Shakespeare production, my brain immediately decided that the fic needs to follow the same structure as the show — so the fic is broken into five acts, with each act containing a different number of chapters.

This also makes it a 17 chapter fic with chapters of 3k-5k. which means any posting schedule is going to be spread out. But the fic has very much been written not only with solid chapter endings in mind but also with solid act endings in mind (I’m not saying cliffhangers but I’m not not saying cliffhangers either 😅). Which begs the question: what would a good posting structure/schedule look like?

Option one: just drop the chapters daily over two and a half weeks and rely on the “end of act X” at the end of the last chapter of the act to be the indicator.

Option two: Each act starts dropping on a particular day of the week, and chapters drop daily until the end of that act. So for example, Act I is three chapters. Drop Act I Chapter I on Monday, Act I Chapter II on Tuesday, Act I Chapter II on Wednesday. Then drop Act II Chapter I the following Monday, etc. It means there’s a longer wait between some acts than others as the number of chapters per act changes, but keeps the acts defined.

Option three: Each Act drops at a time, however many chapters are in it. So drop 3 chapters at once for Act I, then on the next posting day drop all the Act II chapters, etc. I am conscious that this could be confusing for people who subscribe to the fic by email in AO3 as you might only get the link for the last chapter of the drop.

So! Keen to hear anyone’s thoughts, because y’all are the ones who’ll be reading this thing 😂

[straighttohellbuddy]

HELLO SO THAT FIC U POSTED???? CHANGED ME FOREVER. I relate to that other anon deeply my brain chemistry will never be the same. it frankly hasn't been the same since the fic was just snippets you posted abt once in a while and now it's posted and it's A 25K DELIGHT AND I JUST---- *SCREAMS**SQUEALS**CRIES*

I CANNOT STRESS ENOUGH HOW PRESENT IT'S BEEN IN MY MIND SINCE FOREVER KQMCLWKFS I'm dying. reader is great her thing with Wilbur is great I am screaming and crying and Oh My God thank u for sharing it w us I am. /SCREAMING./

no but genuinely I've been grinning and letting out like. fickin SQUEALS for over an hour kqmflsjxkalck like I'm so glad and happy I got to read it istg. u have SUCH a way with words?????? and characterisation??????? and like. developing relationships hello????????? I am in shambles. every once in a while I return to ur writing bc it's just So Good and now I got to do it thru this fic I've been excited for for the last????? TWO YEARS I THINK. idk how long it's been but it's been A WHILE so thank u thank u thank u thank u not only did it live up to my expectations it also absolutely went over them. thank u genuinely you've made my past two years pretty much. for the last however long there hasn't been a week in which I haven't thought abt reader and Q's interaction (the snippet of ‘this is how it started the last time’) for at least an hour straight genuinely like. and haVING CONTEXT??????

anyway basically this is like a huge thing for me and I just thought I'd tell u that😭💕 like I hope u know your writing has been v important to me for a while, from what you love you devour to like. everything kinda but wylyd just struck a chord w me if that makes sense lmao and like. I would've totally gotten it if you'd lost interest but I'm glad u didn't and decided to share that absolutely amazing fic💕💕

(*25K*!!!! oh my god!!!!! I wasn't before either, but now I will literally never stop thinking abt it)

((THE GHOSTBUR STUFF WAS SO SWEET)) ((and heartbreaking in the most PERFECT manner)) ((and don't get me STARTED on Dream. and Q. and WILBUR OH MY GOD WILBUR WILBUR WILBUR WILBUR-------))))))(and reader oh my god reader I will never shut up about reader)

I'm gonna rotate your message in my head like a microwave dish for the rest of my life I love you so much 💖💖💖 I've been meaning to answer this for days but I wanted to take the time to properly answer it because I'm going to ramble about this fuckin fic I hope you know!!

this fic means so so much to me and I'm so glad that I finally got it published, but also that I ended up publishing it like this, like I definitely could have added more but I think it would have ended up kind of bloated, and it's already such a huge fic 😅😅 the vignette style makes me feel like I'm getting snapshots of the important moments while still getting the sense of the reader having a life between scenes, and the rest of the dsmp plot still going on around them

I mean this so genuinely, WIPS are always In Progress, I never forget a fic, I still reread what I have of my Mafia!Corpse AU from 2019 and wonder what I should add next, same with the other like, 20 drafts I have. 😅😅 I hope they all get published eventually, but I feel very lucky to have come back to this and recognise that it's good enough to put out there ☺️☺️

but OKAY I WANNA TALK ABOUT THE READER'S RELATIONSHIPS WITH ALL THESE FUCKING CHARACTERS BECAUSE THEY MAKE ME YELL !! im making this into it's own post because i literally wrote so much just talking about the reader and dream and i have so much to say about them and Q and WILBUR and i'll tag u xx i LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I LOVE THIS FIC IT STILL MAKES ME FERAL

[fightingmonsterswithwords]

can we please get some crumbs/update on your AU luci fic, i am very excited to see what you’ll come up with 😩🤍

Hi there! 🤗

I'm afraid I couldn't make much progress this week... I'm prioritazing Cursed and Divine, fic-wise, but I worked a bit in the outline, etc. I wanted to have an estimated number of chapters before delving in, but I think I'll start writing already since I have the first few chapters and the ending planned, and we'll see. I'm guessing it will end up being between 10 and 20 chapters, anyway.

I was on my summer holidays when I announced I wanted to work on this fic as well and had plenty of free time, but I went back to work this Tuesday and the stress is pretty much killing me (my team has been downsized to the bare minimum, lmao), so I could only write around 2k words of C&D these past days 😔 I also didn't think you would be so eager for the AU Lucifer fic! But I'll try to work on a schedule alternating both stories if it comes to that.

Some random stuff I can share, let's see...

The plot bunny pretty much was born while obssesively listening to this song on loop (not that the lyrics reflect the plot, but a couple of lines... maybe):

The family of the protagonist, which is important for the plot, shares some similarities with the one in the movie Ready or Not (2019). I really like it (Samara Weaving, my beloved) and I suspect my brain was picking on certain details from it when coming up with the story. It's black comedy horror and if you haven't watched it, I think it's a lot of fun! I recently re-watched it with my sister because of the fic, in fact, haha.

I've had to come up with a few OCs for this one (the family) and we have a fixed surname, which some readers don't like very much, but oh well 😅 I prefer it to the Y/N resource any day. You can pretend it's another surname, change the names of the relatives in your head, whatever you want.

And have a little moodboard from the project's Pinterest board (it was hard to pick things that kept the mystery):

I don't want to reveal too much yet, but I will share a little more once the ball gets rolling. Thank you so much for showing so much interest in the project! 🖤 Like I mentioned before, it's pretty self-indulgent and rather detached from the show, so I didn't really anticipate much expectation. I think I'll write a little today, you've motivated me! 😊

[punkbakerchristine]

i was actually 8 years old when my mom showed me how to make tuna casserole, but i didn’t start getting familiar with the kitchen until i was about 19. i took up doing it all by scratch back in october.

corned beef reuben and pastrami on rye

hot, and depending on the kind, just a bit of sugar

takeout

when i lived in oregon, there was this one place down the street from me called the waffle hut and they served waffles all day, especially liège waffles. i also like me a place like chili’s or denny’s!

hot (unless the day is hot, then i prefer cold stuff)

cook for a crowd

oof, white, milk, and dark, in that order

my grandparents had some! they were cows, if i recall correctly? i’d love to have some of my own, though, like tardises or aliens

lots of fruit, especially watermelon and berries. i like hot dogs, pasta salad, and burgers during the summertime, too

ketchup. mayonnaise and gravy, too (poutine is heavenly, even to an american like me!)

mac and cheese, and very much so

both

in baking: yes, absolutely. i guess it could be a case by case thing in cooking (like for example, if you’re using an air fryer)

no, but it’s a goal, though!

halloumi cheese, spanakopita, souvlaki, coq au vin, kreplach, kishkas, sufganiyot, matcha, ube/halo-halo, bibimbap, black garlic, blueberry cobbler from tom’s place

norad-level sensitive

my spice cake, maybe a pie or my blondies?

ohhhh, yes

cooking, but i love to bake and i’d like to learn how to grill

apple

somewhat? the hellofresh boxes kind of make you look ahead to the week and think about what to eat during the day.

coconut shrimp: i’ve grown to appreciate coconut but i can’t with shrimp, though (i don’t even like touching shrimp)

chocolate babka something chocolate

the flour used (pasta’s made with durum flour, noodles are made with straight all-purpose flour)

soup, pie, my mom’s chili, shepherd’s pie, pot roast

savory. dry, too

everything bagel and blueberry bagel

last time i was really sick (about 5 years ago, i had that horrible stomach flu), i couldn’t eat anything for almost a day. when i got my appetite back, first thing i ate was sun chips: good wheat, salt, and light so easy on the tum.

5-6 (around 7 in the summertime). my stepdad liked to have dinner later in the evening and i never did like it because it’s hard on the brain.

not a gamer, so nope!

salt and pepper. i like cinnamon, ginger, garlic powder, cumin, and turmeric, too.

oh, god, so many to choose from! i like spice cake, apple pie (especially à la mode), blueberry pie, blackberry cobbler, strawberry shortcake, chocolate babka, key lime pie, princesstårte, blondies and anything with white chocolate or the whole “cookies and cream” thing, gingerbread cookies and cake, all of your little debbies… heh 😅

no marks per se, but i have been splattered with hot oil a few times before 🥴

ohhh, yes

probably mexican or italian (my favorites are mediterranean and middle eastern)

Sweet, without question

let’s see, springtime is coming so i’m looking forward to things like strawberries, citrus, brussels sprouts, and fresh herbs; summertime, we get berries and melons again (mangoes, too)!

a fork; as for cooking, my blue spatula

yes, but lightly

bow ties and corkscrew

strawberry or raspberry

nope! i’ve only burned something all of twice, too, and i caught it right away

sit-downs—i would like to try out a cart, though

nope, i’m easy on all of the kitchen appliances (as everyone should be!)

yes yes yes yes

i couldn’t drink milk for a while because it would upset my stomach

not really, but i do enjoy root beer and cream soda!

the seven species of israel and the mediterranean diet: both extremely healthy and versatile

the big bible of amazing cakes from the great british baking show, paul hollywood’s book on bread, mary berry’s baking bible, my mom’s betty crocker book that she’s had for like ever, and my stepdad’s mom left behind all manner of cookbooks in the kitchen (i found myself looking through her asian cookbook one afternoon)

with other people

always

cookbooks, online, hellofresh sends recipe cards with the weekly box

nuts and fruit ����

nope, don’t like crumbs in my bed

can’t say there is?

water chestnuts

every couple of weeks, like on saturdays or when i make the last hellofresh meal on wednesday

yes, love fish!

i’ve dropped knives, silverware, ladles, big spoons, my spatula, measuring cups and spoons, even frozen pizza as i was putting it in the oven… but never pots or trays of food. i’m always careful with these sorts of things.

salted, although i’ve found the two don’t really make much difference

beginner. i’m not even close to pro level

either a hibachi or a tandoor

actually going (i reckon delivery people like instacart would mess it up somehow)

if my struggles with weight and love of baking are of any indication… 😉

scrambled and sunny side up

fizzy water

HELL NO. couldn’t pay me money to drink one of those

large pepperoni and sausage

make sure your knife is sharp and you have something to protect your eyes

an attempt at being healthy (if i’ve lost 60+ pounds, i’m obviously doing something right)

sit down at a restaurant (i’m like george costanza that way: if i eat it at home, i feel like i’m not doing anything)

can’t say i have. i’ve dropped stuff on the floor and threw it out

it’s nectar and bees are more like the middlemen in making it so… yes

duqqa

gingerbread: my sis-in-law asked me how to make it after the family got my cookies last month

sometimes

brown

hehe, nope 😉

chicken cordon bleu, so not yet

of course!

cinncinnati chili, fresh bread, fried chicken

Are there any foods that give you headaches?

they’re a delicacy and i guess deep-fried crickets when salted taste just like french fries?

i was a barista for a couple of weeks

sharing food on my plate: not really because it’s always refused (sigh); sharing food on other plates: if it looks good, then yes

love the taste and smell of it, too

straight water or lemonade

to an extent

i live in california, aka the breadbasket of the country and home to oranges, avocados, almonds, strawberries, specialty wines, apples, chili peppers, broccoli, garlic, carrots… if it grows out of the ground, we’ve probably got it!

Food-inspired ask challenge! Send a few numbers, learn something new!

How old were you when you first learned to cook?

What’s your favorite sandwich?

If you drink it, how do you like your tea?

Which of these terms are you most likely to use?: Takeaway, takeout, carryout, to-go, or grab ‘n go

Do you have a favorite restaurant? If yes, what is it?

Do you prefer hot or cold drinks?

Would you rather cook a meal for a crowd or do the dishes afterward?

Do you prefer white, milk, or dark chocolate?

Do you have novelty salt and pepper shakers? If yes, what are they?

What foods do you like to eat when it's hot outside?

If you eat fries, what condiments do you like to dip them in?

What was your favorite food as a child, and do you still enjoy it?

Do you bite into or lick your ice cream?

Would you consider air to be an ingredient in your cooking or baking?

Do you collect silverware, mugs, cups, bowls, or plates?

Is there anything you haven’t had that you’d like to eat someday?

How would you describe your spice tolerance?

What would you bring to eat at a picnic?

Does caffeine wake you up?

Which do you do more of?: Cooking, baking, or grilling

What’s your favorite fruit juice?

Do you meal plan?

What’s your least favorite food?

What food, snacks, or drinks would you most likely bring to a potluck?

How do you distinguish between pasta and noodles?

What foods do you like to eat when it's cold outside?

Do you have a preference for sour, sweet, salty, savory, or dry flavors?

What’s your favorite type of bagel?

What do you eat when you’re feeling sick?

Around what time do you usually have dinner?

Have you ever cooked something you saw or heard about in a video game?

What are the most commonly used seasonings in your cupboard?

What’s your favorite dessert?

Do you have any scars or burn marks on your hands from cooking?

Do you mind when the food on your plate touches?

Which world cuisine are you the most familiar with?

Sweet or savory pies?

Are there any seasonal foods or ingredients that you’re looking forward to?

What eating utensil do you use the most often?

Do you like to toast your bread?

What is your favorite pasta shape?

What’s your favorite fruit-flavored candy?

Have you ever triggered the smoke alarm while you were cooking?

Food carts or sit-down restaurants?

Have you ever broken a microwave?

Do you enjoy salads?

Do you have any food allergies or food intolerances?

Do you drink soda pop? If yes, what's your favorite flavor or brand?

If you had to eat the same food every day for a month, with no variation, what would you choose?

Do you own any cookbooks?

Do you prefer to eat alone or with other people?

Do you cover your mouth with your hand while you're chewing?

Where do you find the majority of your recipes from?

What’s your favorite snack food?

Do you eat in your bed?

Is there anything that isn't edible that you’ve really wanted to eat?

What’s your favorite vegetable?

How often do you order restaurant food to be delivered?

Do you eat fish?

Have you ever dropped a pot or tray of food that you were in the middle of cooking?

Salted or unsalted butter?

Where would you rank your cooking abilities?: Beginner, intermediate, or professional?

What luxury kitchen appliance would you like to own the most?

Would you prefer to go to the grocery store or have your groceries delivered?

Do you have a sweet tooth?

If you eat eggs, how do you like them prepared?

What do you call carbonated water?

Do you drink energy drinks?

What’s your favorite pizza order?

How do you feel about raw onions?

How would you describe your everyday diet?

Would you rather sit down in a restaurant for a meal, or have food to-go and eat it at home?

Have you ever taken something you were in the middle of cooking and thrown it into the trash?

Do you consider honey to be vegan-friendly?

What’s your favorite condiment?

What’s a recipe you’re good at that everyone asks you to make?

Do you drink milk?

Brown or white rice?

Do you have any leftovers you need to eat?

Can you make your favorite food?

Do you like melted cheese?

What are your safe or comfort foods?

Are there any foods that give you headaches?

How do you feel about eating insects?

Have you ever worked in food service?

How do you feel about sharing food that's on your or someone else’s plate?

Do you like the taste of raw celery?

When you're feeling thirsty, what do you usually want to drink?

Would you consider yourself an adventurous eater?

Are there any foods, flavors, or ingredients unique to where you live?