#this is actually a wip from an old au i abandoned

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REGULUS BLACK FIC RECS WOOOOOOOO

*all of these are >1 chapter, none are pwp. most r frickin long*

no greater sin by windyday07: parslemouth regulus at hogwarts with a mission from the dark lord, really long like 250k, tragic jegulus (guys this fic is my favoritest its so good pls read) wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53207725

more than magic by hometown_nerd: another regulus lives au, but where he loses his magic and becomes a squib. he saves harry from the dursleys, teaches at hogwarts, and loves his brother. completed (but the next part is a wip)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44168425

whatever happened to the young, young lovers by georgia_sk: regulus fakes his death imstead of actually dying, and after two years he shows up to an order meeting with Voldemort's dead body. endgame jegulus, wolfstar, rosekiller. completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42084009

operation walburga's arbitrary no kissing ever rule by courfee: 10 things I hate about you au, jegulus muggles. completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47488693

second chances by introvertedhufflepuff: regulus gets turned into a six year old again, he and sirius fix their shit awww. completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50286298

black friday by gildedingold: along those lines, regulus and sirius switch bodies freaky friday style and fix their shit awww. completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58381954

absentmindedly making me want you by calamitoustide: jegulus wrong number texting fic! completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37291312

there's only dreamers left, now by orphan_account: naive james gets scammed by the skittles, finds his way into their found family of crime while they try to save sirius from showbiz extreme edition. wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52705465

a star for a summer's day by her_smile_forges_galaxies: bartylus and sunrose fake date to make the others jealous, endgame rosekiller jegulus (+platonic moonwater!!) completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42487803

a means to a triumph by naodrith: regulus lives au where he comes back to teach at hogwarts after 12 years of being "dead," eventual moonwater. wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46867105

l'etoile noir by moxiereads: reg is a ballet dancer with a drug problem, james is a simp. wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55586029

pull the trigger on the gun (i gave you when we met) by ouroboros: bartylus pining and being hopelessly in love and also stupid. wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57547309

the golden king by maladaptivewriting: regulus lives but he gets age regressed and ends up going to hogwarts with the golden trio. shit goes down, magic happens, etc. wip (its like 630k tho)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44979484

nights were made for saying things by 300sonnets: muggle au regulus, evan, and pandora move back to england from france, and start meeting the rest of the squad. black brothers drama and jegulus and rosekiller woohoo!! wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60403747

every omen in the valley by rweoutofthewods: jegulus college au, also a soulmate au! wip (significant chance its abandoned but the chapters that do exist are 🔥🔥🔥)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52618366

k i think thats all for now 🥳 enjoy 😘

[boolger]

A lapdog at a farm - snippet - COD

CHAPTER ONE IS OUT <3 TUMBLR OR AO3

This is a snip of the first chapter for my upcoming wip fic 🫡 yes I have 20+ other projects, no I will not stop myself. This is not really checked for mistakes and stuff will probably change in the actual first chapter of the fic. But here u go, a snack for my sinners.

Word count: 2.5k-ish words

Hybrid!Reader x Price, reader x kinda poly141 later in fic, more to come

Small summary: This is an AU with Price becoming a farmer, hybrid dog!reader as a spoiled pet who doesn’t want to live this country life and hybrid working dogs!Gaz, Simon and Soap, who gets bought by Price. Chaos and smut ensues. Anyways, there won’t be this much in this snip.

Minors do not interact. I will block you if I can’t see any kind of indication of age on your blog.

Cw: There is the whole aspect of holding hybrids as pets, there is violence and punishments in this snippet, being hit with a belt. there is smut at the end (not much). Reader has a pussy, she/her. Reader is chubby but I tried my best to keep other descriptions vague.

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The countryside was peaceful compared to the city; the lack of the bustling streets and constant traffic, created a quietness that was hard to describe.

Out here, at the new farm, the noise came from animals that lived in the stables and barn, the occasional rumble as a tractor turned on. The wind tickled the never ending fields of wheat and the long rows of fruit trees, under which the goats and sheep walked most days.

Here the stress wasn't like in the city. Sure, there were stressful moments and sometimes Price looked like he needed to sleep for more than just the few hours he got everyday.

But he didn’t have to worry about the morning traffic, waiting in a queue for an overpriced, questionable tea or coffee. There was no need for him to wear a suit, no noisy, overfilled train cars in the underground. No crowded dog or hybrid parks, no meetings or rules to follow - except those John Price decided for himself.

He was happy, it was clear to you. It had been three months since the move - he had gone back to his roots, buying back the farm that his parents had used to own a little while ago, using some of his endless wealth on renovating the place. There was no step on the stairs that was loose, like it used to when he was a kid - sure they still creaked, but you weren’t afraid they would disappear from beneath you.

It was modernized, but most of the old charm left. Price fit right in; the furniture he had inherited and never believed he would use was suddenly in the living room. His knowledge of the business world was abandoned in the city, for the knowledge of farming that he still had left from his youth. John got a couple of farm hands and workers, who helped him with the big place.

It was like he reclaimed his own self that had been buried beneath ties and paperwork. Now he didn’t smoke his cigars from stress, but from pleasure, clearly much happier.

It was like the farm had made John Price happy once more; his smiles more genuine, his true self stepping forth. Returning to his childhood home and taking over the farm had been the best decision Price had made. There was no question about it.

… and you hated every bloody day at the farm.

The early morning hours being disturbed by the farm waking up, the rooster crowing and John leaving the bed, giving you a pat in between your ears. The constant bugs, the muddy stables and the big animals, the helpers who always teased you for not fitting in, the lack of friends you had out here.

You were not made for farm life. Literally. Simply not made for it.

Some would argue that you, as a hybrid pet, didn’t have a say in it and sure, legally you didn’t. But you were a lapdog, an elegant pet. Not a farm dog. Created to be cared for and cuddled, you were a purebred cocker spaniel hybrid; you weren’t made to run around on a farm, following John on his duties And doing work.

Sure, you had the instincts to hunt a few things here and there, but it was mostly balls and the occasional bird or squirrel. You weren’t a guard hybrid, not really a working dog.

You had had enough trauma throughout your life - you deserved not to be forced into this!

You wanted John to be happy, you really did - you loved your Master! When he bought you a few years ago, when you were still aggressive and unruly (… more than now at least), you had thought he would tire of you like everybody else had. But with patience, rules, training, praise and punishment and a whole lot of sex later, you were a perfect hybrid pet for the city! People always praised how well you looked, laughing when Price said you were really a little troublemaker. You would follow him throughout the fancy apartment, on your daily walks, sometimes for meetings.

But why the fuck did it have to be a farm? He worked around the same time that he did before, genuinely seeming to enjoy himself. Forgetting about poor you!

Out here, there were no hybrid daycare that you would go to when he had long days, there were none of your playmates nearby, everything stank of animals and there were no places nearby for you to get your hair and fur styled and pampered! No nail technicians, no fancy cafes, no shops for John to buy you things in! No special made coffee or chef-made meals every other evening, no freshly baked croissants.

You felt like you had tried. You really had.

But after the first week, you had your first breakdown - and as the weeks passed, they didn’t stop. At first, John was sympathetic, like the perfect owner he was.

Cooing at you, kissing your forehead, as he gently scratched your ears. Kissing away any tears, saying it was okay - that you were just overwhelmed, that it would be okay. That you would come to like it out here.

Big fucking joke.

He had tried every trick in the book, in an attempt to please you and made you less upset, but as days turned into weeks and tantrums began to appear, you knew his patience began to disappear.

He followed professional advice and then the advice of the neighbors down the street, Rodolfo and Alejandro (who had caught you running away at one point), tried some of the workers’ advice. He had given you your own room, and it was mostly designed like your own, perfect to the pale green paint on the wall, all your toys and dog beds, your CDs - everything. He had tried hauling you along every day, trying to give you a routine to follow - but after two weeks, he gave up, not having the energy to deal with a tantrum that got worse and worse each day. He went on walks with you, fucked you silly, tried his best — and you didn’t want it.

No, you wanted to go back to your old life. Not this country life that you hadn’t signed up for, with horses that neighed loudly whenever you passed them; they were definitely going to trample you at the first chance, you knew that. You could hear foxes scream in the night, warning you of the dangers. The goats and sheep were so fucking loud and no you didn’t want to go pick fresh apples off the trees - had he seen the size of the spiders crawling on them?

When you in one of your biggest tantrums took off and bolted from the farm in distress, Rodolfo and Alejandro had almost hit you when you emerged from the corn fields onto the road.

You had cried the entire drive home, no matter what the two men had tried saying, especially as Rodolfo called Price in advance — your master was livid. The worst thing was, that it was not that kind of anger where he yelled at you before punishing you - no, this one was almost silent, a sharp grip on your collar as he dragged you along after thanking Rudy and Ale.

He had belted you then, ignoring your crying and screaming, only stopping when you broke, sobbing and going quiet. He had explained it to you then, what could have happened, what dangers you could have ended in - and as you sobbingly apologized and tried to explain, that you wanted to go back to the city, John had sighed.

Said that he had pampered you too much since he got you, which had made you greedy and attention seeking. Which only made you cry more, as you hid your face in his neck, fingers digging into his shirt, ass cheeks burning.

“Spoiled rotten, little birdie,” he mused, though you could hear the softness in him, your tail wagging a little, hoping to get him to be less mad.

“‘M sorry,” you had whined, ears tipping down, “wanna be good but I don’t like it.”

Your rather dull escape attempt resulted in several things. An AirTag on your collar, so that he always knew where you were. A remarkable lack of treats, sex and then… the crate.

You fucking hated the crate.

Sure, it hadn’t been nice of you to bite one of his pillows into a simple pulp of fabric, feathers everywhere. Or create chaos in the kitchen… or get drunk on his fancy whiskey (that one had ended worse for you, hangover was a bitch and there wasn’t much sympathy from John). And yes, you might have ripped most of the flowers surrounding the house up, until one of the workers had caught you. Maybe pissing yourself in the middle of the living room while staring him in the eyes and ignoring his warnings had been a little…excessive.

But the dog crate? You hated that thing.

Hated it when he locked you up, ignoring your whimpers and whines, your promises to behave, ignoring your little howls as he left.

Mean. The farm had made him mean. Perhaps you had become a bit unruly too, but it was like he didn’t take your clear suffering seriously.

Mean and happy - unruly and suffering. What a pair you were. One of the workers, Laswell, who was a big helper and often stayed over for dinner, suggested a fucking shock collar. You had growled, only stopped when John sent you a sharp look.

You had even heard him talking over the phone with somebody, saying that he didn’t want to rehome you, but he didn’t know what to do.

That had made you melt a little and you had cried as you had crawled into his bed a couple of hours later, begging him to not abandon you.

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It was a random morning a couple of days later, that you found him still in the kitchen, reading the newspaper, humming to himself while smoking a cigar.

He looked nice like this. Despite how he sometimes muttered about being too old, he wasn’t really that old. Late thirties, and perhaps it was the peace on his face or the sun rays that kissed him, which made him look younger. But still. There was a decade between you, but days like this, you were reminded that it didn’t matter.

“Are you going to stare all day or are you going to join me, Darling?” He asked teasingly, pulling you from your thoughts. You let out a little huff and kissed him good morning, receiving a pat on the ass before you sat down on your own seat. It had been a while since the two of you had eaten together - often he was up at the crack of dawn, so his calm behavior and gentle humming was unusual to say the least.

“Why are you not working?” You asked carefully, as you ate some of the bread, trying to ignore how it wasn’t a fancy sourdough one - though you were pretty sure he had picked it up from a local bakery in the village which was a little drive away.

“Because,” he put the paper down, then tapping some ash off the cigar into his ashtray, before looking over at you, a pleased smile on his face, “you and I are going on a trip.”

“A trip?” You didn’t even bother to be embarrassed about how your voice got higher with excitement or how your tail thumped against the backrest of the chair as you wagged it, “where are we going? When? Can we go now?”

Price had laughed, a happy sound that you knew not many got to hear; it made your heart beat a little faster, made you feel butterflies in your stomach.

“Well, we got to do a few things first to get ready, and you,” he used the cigar to point at you, your tail wagging a little faster, “need to not freak out when I tell you where we are going.”

Despite the warning, tears streamed down your cheeks when he told you. John didn’t get mad as a part of you had expected; he knew your abandonment issues first hand, knew how you had been left behind before, from one bad owner to another.

“You’re going to sell me and leave me with a mean owner and I’m gonna die of hunger and thirst - and - and —“

“Not gonna leave you, princess,” John crooned, covering your face in kisses as you hiccuped and sniffled, clinging to his clothes, “you know that. My favorite puppy. Pretty girl.”

Despite your tears and small sobs, your tail wagged at his words, “silly puppy,” he mused with a smile, gently scratching your lower back, “‘m not gonna sell you. Ale and Rodolfo are looking for a hybrid, I figured we could go look at the auction as well.”

“What if - what if - what if you’ll like them more?” You sniffled dramatically, sure that your life was only going to become worse than it already was. One thing was this bloody farm and the crate, another thing was having to share Price. You didn’t like the idea one bit. If that happened, you were going to show him how a proper tantrum was thrown - the crate would probably be the least of your worries.

As if to prove his love, John bent you over the table, fucking you in between the clattering dishes and cutlery, tea and coffee almost spilling over. Despite how many times your owner fucked you, it made you lose control of your mind every single time. His cock reached so deep inside you that it bordered on pain, your mouth open as you panted and moaned at each thrust; your soft stomach being pressed against the edge of the table, one hand holding onto the back of your collar, the other on your tail. The table rattled, John groaned and moaned, your fingers desperately trying to hold onto anything.

“My princess,” he snarled darkly into your ear, “you’ll always be mine-“ a moan, a grunt, “- no matter what happens, yeah?”

“Yes ye-ah- yes, sir, I’m yours - ah ah - I’m yours!” you managed in between pants and wails of pleasure, fear of abandonment forgotten in the ocean of euphoric satisfaction.

You came harder than you had for a while; the reminder of your worth, of how you deserved his worship, making you cream around his throbbing length, legs in spasms afterwards. He pushed deeper, filling you up with a loud roar like sound, his hands moving to grab onto the fat of your ass and hips as he came. Pain and pleasure made your toes curl and a content sigh left you, your tail wagging against Price as he chuckled.

[franklyimissparis]

hi there can i ask what are your favourite fics??

ahhhhhh this was so hard to narrow down since i think i have something like 300 beatles fics bookmarked on ao3 (plus a ton saved from livejournal but i’ve only included ao3 ones here). at first i was gonna pick a top 5 or top 10 but that was too hard so here are my top 24-ish i think? could have picked a lot more tbh. i only included fics that are completed, even though there are a lot i love that are either WIP or abandoned. also didn’t include any modern AUs though there’s a lot of those that i love as well! if anyone has any specific requests for other fic reqs i’m always happy to suggest more :)

on our way back home by kathleenishereagain

this fic has the most kudos in the fandom for a reason! old paul time travels back to the touring days and his relationship with john changes from there. love the way they integrated the magical realism into this and it’s just such a beautiful, touching story.

knowing that the sun is there by tarenas

john comes out after brian dies. lovely look at john’s individual relationships with all of the beatles and cynthia (but especially his relationship with paul of course)

cutting water with a knife by savageandwise

may’s perspective on john and paul. love love love. heartbreakingly realistic and so poignant. feels like it could have been a cut chapter out of loving john.

i’m so tired, my mind is set on you by dornfelder

god how i wish this is what would have happened in india. i’ve read this fic so many times, it just feels so real i keep coming back to it.

india, actually by inspiteallthedanger

jane notices that john’s india tapes are all of paul a la love actually. love jane in this and paul and john’s dynamic is great.

grow old with me by inherownwrite

john and paul in scotland in the 80s - paul breaks his arm and gives john a fright. such a tender picture of what could have been had things not ended how they did.

i was a younger man then (now) (post hoc) by fingersfallingupwards

using the time traveller’s wife premise in quite literally the best way i have ever read. the way it unfolds is…. stunning.

having coffee by dornfelder

old paul and john reflecting on life and being outed in the 80s through an interview. lovely.

to lead a better life by downtothelastdrop

1966 ringo mistakenly thinks john and paul are together, leading to a revelation of paul’s own.

going nowhere by inspiteallthedanger

fix-it where after surviving the shooting, john moves back to england.

if i could choose my own name, it’d be the one that falls best from your lips by kandakicksass

one of my favourite reincarnation fics ever. i really enjoyed how simple it was, how the pieces just slid into place so naturally.

the birthday party by merseydreams

everyone reunites for ringo’s 40th in july 1980. an excellent look at the dynamic between all the bugs and how things could have gone.

something old something new by inspiteallthedanger

john shows up to pattie and eric’s wedding causing a beatles reunion for the first time in years and some shenanigans and talks with paul. this fic is hilarious and THIS is my george, i love him so much

1967 by please_dont_wake_me

paul and john stay in paris after their 1961 trip. they return to liverpool in 1967 as a couple. this feels so real, the way every minor character is written… the dynamics between them all - every detail is excellent.

the beatles holiday au series by econhomework

an AU that follows john and paul (and george/ringo) being a committed couple in the 60s/70s and having their children via surrogacy. i’ve been subscribed to this series for years now and it’s a lot of fun getting an update that builds upon the last around every holiday, giving a little snippet into their lives as the kids grow up chronologically. (they also have other fics set in this AU in their beatles fic requests series)

the brother dearest series by javelinbk

jim and mimi get married, causing john and paul to become step-brothers (sort of). interesting premise and an even better execution of it. not to mention the idea of jim and mimi getting together will never fail to make me laugh (but also sort of makes a lot of sense???)

how much was mine to keep by mynamesbetty

paul is ‘unstuck in time’ and lives his life out of order a la slaughterhouse five (one of my favourite novels). done very well.

take a sad song and make it better by javelinbk

1980s paul moves his ex-boyfriend into his house because he’s an idiot but i love him. great fix-it.

christmas lights (keep shinin’ on) by distinguished_like

paul invites john to the mccartney family christmas party, leading to some discussions between the two. very cute early years fic.

here today by herspecialagent005

december 1980 except john and paul are hosting a dinner party for some friends in scotland, with magical realism elements. ugh loved this so much, especially linda and just all the little details of john and paul settling into a life together.

kissing the blarney by tikk

paul is the blarney - this turns into a superstitious ritual in the band which emotionally complicates things but ends very satisfyingly.

writing letters (on my wall) by 15clubsaday

70s paul writes to john under a pseudonym while they aren’t speaking. newly finished and wonderful!

the jumper by merseydreams

john sees denny laine wearing HIS jumper and flies back to england to retrieve it. this fic has everything: miscommunication, john being a dumb shite, jealousy, confused denny laine, paul in all his 70s glory, and lesbian linda. truly could not ask for more.

back to where you belong by sleeprettydarling

george on johnandpaul throughout the early years. i’m a big sucker for the george & johnandpaul dynamic and how complicated and devastating it can be so naturally i loved this.

[moreespressoformydepresso]

Basing off Reaper's movie fate, but imagine if because of a quirk in his genes, Reaper survives the snake bites and wakes up some time after the game had ended

Finally got around to this!!! Definitely wasn’t slowed down by my need to shove Treech into this AU or anything… look I didn’t want Reaper to be alone okay (EDIT from future me: not me knowing I have stories to update but being so so SO tempted to start a WIP for this too)

Okay so!! Since this is so early in the timeline I feel like the Capitol would just burn the bodies, especially since corpses start to decompose after about 3 hours if I remember correctly. The early deaths will probably already be rotting in some capacity anyway. Therefore, when Reaper survives the snake bites, he wakes up later in a transport to the crematorium. He panics and tries to figure out where he is until a voice talks him out of it and calms him down. It takes some time to adjust to the darkness in the transport but he recognizes that Treech is the person speaking to him.

As it turns out, the snakes never spread to where Treech had supposedly “died”, and he explains that he faked his death as soon as he realized Lucy Gray was sprinkling something down from the vents. This was brought to you by my confusion over how rat poison can kill someone in minutes when realistically it should at least take a couple of hours to spread into his bloodstream, especially since Treech seems to be choking and feeling hot when that’s not how rat poison works. It could be, if it’s a rat poison I’ve never heard of before, but most common rat poisons will prevent bloodclot and might cause kidney or liver failure, which is not what we see on screen. In this case, Treech felt his eyes burn a little and realized what was happening, so he prevented more poison from getting in his eyes and pretended to die with the plan to come back out later. Then the snakes happened and he just pretended to be dead instead because he wasn’t gonna try his luck with snakes.

Reaper is feeling some side effects from the snake venom (even though those snakes did not act like venomous snakes and they make no sense but that’s a separate rant) but they mutually decide it’ll be best to get out now instead of trying their luck any further. Treech suggests they try prying open the door a little, since he noticed he can access the hinges on the outside through a gap between the door and the wall of the old wagon. The inhabitants are dead anyway so the Capitol didn’t think to check for security. Treech manages to screw up the hinges enough for Reaper to get his fingers between the gap, using his strength to lift the door off of the hinges so they can get out. They’re in an abandoned part of the city, so they jump out of the wagon (Reaper secures the door back onto the hinges to avoid news of their escape to come out) and disappear into an alleyway somewhere.

They spend a few days figuring out a survival strategy, with Treech nicking them some Capitol clothes to go undercover. They even figure out Capitol names to give out when necessary. Then, when they’ve gotten into the rhythm, they figure out how to get back home. Reaper and Treech have a lot of time to just talk about things and tell each other about their lives, inevitably leading them to their dead district partners. This is actually part of why I brought Treech into this: Reaper was pretty prepared to die, but now he’s… not dead. Dill is. Someone who could’ve been his little sister is dead and he’s alive, and 20 other children are dead too but he’s not. Him, Lucy Gray, and Treech are the only ones who survived and Reaper is trying to deal with that. At least he has Treech, who lost his girlfriend and is dealing with the guilt of being unable to save her.

Treech tries to help him grieve Dill but one day Reaper snaps and tells him he doesn’t understand. Treech is quiet for a moment before quietly confessing he was in love with Lamina and had hoped, in some way, that joining the pack would keep her safe a little longer. Except the pack is what killed her, and he didn’t do anything to stop it because he wouldn’t have been able to fight Coral, Mizzen and Tanner at once. And now they’re all dead. They find some comfort in each other and find new understanding between them.

While exploring the city, the two keep up with the news in the Capitol and Reaper realizes based on little tidbits of information what happened to Clemensia, so he tries to find out where she is and manages to find a way to talk to her. Since she’s now back to her normal self, she apologizes profusely for how she treated him and they make up. Reaper asks Clemensia to help him and Treech find their way back home and she offers for them to stay on her house, which they accept a few days later when she’s proven to be trustworthy. Her family decides this is the moment to clown on the Ravinstill family and agree, going so far as to get the two Capitol identities.

Still working on the inbetween, but safe to say Reaper and Treech spend most of their time in the districts but occasionally come back to the Capitol just to fuck with Snow. Especially when they learn about what happened between him and Lucy Gray.

This is a very rough draft I’m sorry but it was very interesting to think about!!!

[epicbuddieficrecs]

Weekly Recap | March 11th-17th 2024

That premiere guys!!!!! Was so good!!!!! I'm so excited to be FINALLY be a part of the fandom while the show is actually airing! 😃 Can't wait to read all the amazing fics that are gonna be spawned from season 7!

Speaking of that, I would like to encourage everyone to use the relevant Ao3 tags when writing fics based on S7 content! Not everyone can watch the episodes as they air, so tags are really essential for people who don't want to get spoiled! (I could even make a separate post about it? a sort-of "how to tag" post?). In case you want to block some tumblr tags, my main tags for S7 are #911 season 7, #911 on abc, or #911 spoilers.

(Posting this one day early cause I don't feel like waiting until tomorrow! Enjoy! 😆)

Complete

i find peace in your smile by goforeddie/@iltrpls (A/B/O AU | 1K | General): They’ve been courting for a few months now. It’s agonizingly slow, but it’s still the best time they’ve ever had. You might think that after six years of walking on eggshells around each other, half a decade of “will-they-won’t-they” they wouldn’t be taking such a slow time with courting, but it's precisely everything that they’ve been through that makes them appreciate things a little better.

Birthday Flowers by Tizniz/ @tizniz (Pre-Buddie | 2K | General): OR: Buck gets Eddie flowers for his birthday. 

🔥 if i need to rearrange my particles — i will for you. by dylaesthetics (Post-S6, Identity Porn | 45K | Teen): OR Buck joins a support app for first responders and matches with a firefighter who has PTSD and a kid who likes giraffes, apparently.

Lime Jell-O by rainbow_nerds/ @rainbow-nerdss (S7E01: Abandon 'Ships | 3K | Teen): Eddie Diaz didn't panic. Or, well... Maybe he did. Sometimes. But he was working on it.

take the bed warmed by the body by lecornergirl/ @clusterbuck (Getting Together | 2K | Teen): It’s three parts bravado and one part reminder. He thinks about it, sometimes, his first shift at the 118—he doesn’t think either of them quite knew how much they’d meant it when they’d promised to have each other’s backs. He definitely hadn’t known, then, that he’d wake up one day and wonder why Buck isn’t in his bed. Because that’s what’s missing. He has a vague memory of falling asleep with his head resting against Buck’s shoulder, their legs tangled together.

Taken Space by Wildgirl93/ @wildlife4life (S7E01 Coda | 1K | General): Eddie and Marisol talk about the space that has already been taken.

Feel Like I Landed On The Moon by Tizniz/ @tizniz (Canon Divergent | 1K | General): OR: Eddie is pining for Buck while in Texas.

Fractals from the Lightning Bolt by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (One Shots Collection | 98K | Not Rated): A collection of oneshots, some originally posted on tumblr. Each chapter is individually rated.

53. A Dream You've Had Before (Explicit) 54. We're Definitely All Sluts Here (Explicit)

if you love someone by chronicallystendan (Pre-Buddie | 1K | General): Buck and Eddie both internally panic when a song comes on the radio that seems to be talking directly to them.

adventures of firehose and eightpack by brewrosemilk/ @gayhoediaz (Social Media fic | 1,5K | Mature): Or: Eddie stumbles upon Buck's old twitter account.

Two, Three Times in a Row by Leslie_Knope (PWP | 6K | Explicit): “We could’ve gone again.” Eddie snorts. “I’m old. You expect me to get it up twice?” “Yes,” Buck says, like it’s a given, like duh. “I could get you to do it right now.” The entire world pauses, and Eddie actually feels it, the bolt of arousal slinking down his spine all the way to his toes. He wets his lips. “Right now?”

WIP

🔥 miracles under your sighs and moans by napricot (Sex Pollen, PWP | 1/2 | 13K | Explicit): When Eddie gets exposed to an experimental aphrodisiac on a call, he realizes there’s only one person he trusts to help him get through it: Buck.

🔥 because we'll all arrive in heaven alive by callmenewbie/ @puppyboybuckley (Post-S6, Disaster Fic | 9/10 | 63K | Explicit): During a search and rescue, Eddie disappears without a trace, leaving Buck to grapple with the sudden possibility of a life without him.

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if you know anyone that is not tagged, please tag them in the comments!

[imaginary-things-nothing-else]

Masterpost of Finished Fanfics, Current WIPs and Future WIPs

Everything listed here is a (mostly) fully formed story with at least some kind of plot going on. I have many, many story concepts in my head that could turn into actual stories, but for the moment, these are the fully formed ones that are most prominently bopping around in my head. 

Current Work in Progress (CWIP) = The story I am currently posting or working on as my main wip.

Future Work in Progress (FWIP) = The story I hope to work on next.

I will be separating these by fandom under the cut.

Dadneto/XMCU

1. pictures in my head [COMPLETED] Erik arrives at the school for the first time since he left after X-Men Apocalypse. Peter struggles with becoming comfortable around his father and with the idea of telling him that he’s his son. Also there’s a new Brotherhood that’s forming in the meantime.  2. We don’t talk about Erik (CWIP): Loosely based on Encanto’s “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” song. Not a songfic. It takes a look at Peter and Wanda and their relationship with the concept of their father when they were young. Kind of a Maximoff family character study. Featuring a much bigger Maximoff family with uncles, aunts and cousins.  3. Untitled Dadneto fanfics: Three different fanfics, each focusing on Peter, Wanda and Lorna and their relationships with Erik. Set in the far future where Peter is married to Crystal and Luna is 5 years old.  4. you’re the one I wanna go through time with (CrySilver Romance): A prequel to the above three fanfics focusing on Peter and Crystal’s relationship going from their initial meetings to their marriage and having Luna. It also includes Wanda’s introduction into the XMCU. (Disclaimer: Crystal is much different than her comic book counterpart, and Wanda is not MCU Wanda, she is my own character more based of her comics version.) 5. Untitled Lorna and Peter fanfic: When Lorna shows up at the mansion revealing that Erik is her father, Peter is shocked to find someone in the same situation as him and is glad to have a sister again. Will Lorna be able to convince him to also come clean to Erik? Focuses a lot on Lorna and Peter’s relationship. Wanda is dead rip 6. Untitled First Class AU (FWIP): What if Erik knew about Peter and Wanda and had to babysit them for a day at the mansion while the X-Men are training in First Class? 7. Father and Son: A Dadneto Anthology: This is just a bunch of Dadneto reveals. I have so many different ideas for reveals and I figured I could just put them all in one place since not all of them have turned into fully fledged fanfics.

Miraculous Ladybug

1. The Color of Your Eyes [COMPLETED]: Marinette writes a letter about her date with Adrien to Chat Noir late at night. A songfic. Originally posted on my main blog. 2. A Kitten for Chat Noir: Chat Noir feels lonely and finds himself bonding with an abandoned kitten one snowy night.  3. 20 Questions: Ladybug and Chat Noir decide to reveal their identities and start by playing 20 questions. 

Marvel Comics

I do have another sideblog @just-a-local-lunatic​ where I will be posting most of these first since that is my Marvel Comics sideblog, but I will be reblogging them here.

1. Untitled FrankLuna series: All of the fics listed below are part of this story. Basically it is a long series that will follow Franklin Richards and Luna Maximoff and how they develop and fall in love. 2. Kidnapped...Again [COMPLETED]: Franklin Richards and Luna Maximoff get kidnapped...again. Posted originally on my FrankLuna sideblog.  3. Of Siblings and Sea Monsters: When the Fantastic Four are taken by a sea monster, Franklin and Valeria must enlist the help of Namor the Sub-Mariner.  4. Home Alone: Franklin, Valeria and the Future Foundation get left home alone. Disaster strikes. Obviously.  5. Of Latveria and Libraries: Franklin and his first crush, Sara Jessen, do a school report on Latverian history. 

Miscellaneous

1. burning stars: A Narnia/Silver Chair fanfic about Prince Rilian adjusting to life after being rescued by Jill and Eustace and learning how to live and love again.  2. Untitled Jeyna fanfic: A story where Reyna fights Death to get Jason back from the Underworld based on the concepts of myth of Alcestis.  3. Untitled Post TROS Reylo fanfic : Rey goes on a long quest to find a way to bring Ben Solo, the other half of her soul, back to life. Along the way she makes new friends and runs into old ones. Not a retcon of The Rise of Skywalker, mainly canon compliant.  4. In Which Megan Comes To Ingary: Set in the Howl’s Moving Castle book universe and set after the third book, House of Many Ways. About Megan and Howl’s relationship, their past and their future as siblings. Also a bit of mystery around who their father was. 

Side Note:

I also have a writing account on Instagram where I write my original stories if you’re interested. Here is a link for it. And here is a link to my AO3. 

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So if there is a certain story you’d like to ask me about or that you’d like me to write next, please use the ask box! I would love to hear from you!

With all that done, currently, I am in the process of  drafting ‘We don’t talk about Erik’.  

[weavingstarlight]

Ooo, I cannot pick. War Games AND if you want a second the Panic (Not at the Disco)? from the WIP ask game. (Thanks for the tag!)

Oh heck yeah, I’ll do both! I love talking shop, NGL.

War Games is a collaborative AU with @a-manicured-lawn , @hytiaa , and two other writers. We’re currently working on one long “canon” fic and a number of smaller branching timeline/non-canon stories! The premise is:

What if Spirit was summoned to the War of Eras? (And what if that wasn’t a good thing?)

Who knows what the fic will actually look like when it’s more complete (we’re writing largely out of order), but I’ll share a snippet of something I’ve written for one of the earlier parts!

“What happened?” the boy demanded, taking the Captain’s arm over his thin shoulder. He could barely support the Captain’s weight, but with Impa on the other side, nearly matching him for height, they kept him upright.

“Total loss of morale,” the Captain said wearily. “Soldiers cut and ran, wouldn’t hold the line. It was a rout, kid.”

Spirit bit his lip, looking down at his shoes. “Morale,” he muttered, “I didn’t take that into account. I didn’t…”

“You can’t account for people’s hearts, boy,” Impa said sternly.

They had almost reached the debrief area, where the Captain would have to stand before the war council and explain what had gone wrong. Assuming he could stand.

“I will next time,” Spirit said stubbornly. “Everything can be accounted for. Everything.”

***

Panic (Not at the Disco) is the new temporary title of a BotW one-shot I’ve been slowly working my way through! It’s part glitch fic, part tone challenge, and so far all fight scene. (I need to hurry up and get it finished so I can move on to other stories.) It’s about 7k words so far, but here’s the first few paragraphs ~

Link trudged up the slope behind Woodland Stable, their eyes fixed on the hillside rising out of the trees all around them. Behind them, the soft rattle and clank of Beedle’s traveling kit provided a rhythmic counterpoint to the melodic whinnies of horses and the musical voices of the Hylian stable-folk. As Link made their way along the beaten-down dirt path, the sounds of civilization gave way to the lively hush of the forest — restless crickets, tittering birdsong, the soft cry of a fox in the distance.

At the top of the hill, barely visible above the trees, was another one of the Sheikah Towers. It stabbed the clouds above like a fiery blade, burning orange and gold at its core, a candle glowing in the wan late-afternoon light.

And between Link and the Tower, hidden from sight now but known by report and by the subtle scent of woodsmoke on the breeze — the old military training camp, according to the stable-folk, long abandoned by Hylians and their allies, now inhabited only by bokoblins and their ilk.

Hope you enjoyed these little sneak peeks! Look forward to them getting posted ~ eventually ~ (I promise!)

[violet-prism-creatively]

my 2024 year in fandom 

I started off the year by creating my whump sideblog @violets-whumperflies (January 3). I've been into whump for a long time, but never got up the courage to be part of the community and post my own stuff until then. 

My spring was marked by the resurgence of my interest in The Owl House and Avatar the Last Airbender, fueled by the mutual square/triangle/pentagon of hell groupchat. Thank you to Lilac (@itslilacmoon), Crush (@crushpunchh), Aru (@watery-melon-baller), and Never (rip). Chatting with you guys about fandoms and the struggles of college life made my spring a bit more joyful. 

I also participated in two Nimona fan events this year, courtesy of the wonderful @zyrafowe-sny! Nimona Week was a fun burst of springtime energy and the Nimona Big Bang kept me making art throughout the year. Shoutout also to the WIP Wednesday community that encouraged me to write!

New fandoms this year! In May, I finally got around to reading The Locked Tomb series and loved it. I annotated the ebooks of HtN and NtN while reading on a plane, which helped me keep track of my theories and showed some fun reactions that I "liveblogged."

July was a tough month for me in my personal life, and I turned to fic to cope. I somehow stumbled upon Batfam hurt/comfort and kind of got obsessed. Eventually, this extended to actually reading some comics. I haven't posted about this fandom a lot since it doesn't "fit my brand" on tumblr, but I suppose this is the "inflict posts about new fandoms on your mutuals" website. 

In early December, one of my friends got me into Epic: The Musical. Since then, I've already published two fics for it, because it wouldn't let go of my brain. I even revived the old tiktok account I had before tumblr to do cosplay. And it was perfect timing to get into the fandom because the last saga released on Christmas! 

Fics published this year: 

this rot leaking from my eyes (The Owl House, febuwhump, Feb 8)

Refined (Avatar the Last Airbender, final chapter Aug 18)

Study of a Monster (Nimona, whumptober, Oct 5)

Can you make it back to Ithaca? [No] [Yes, but it's no longer you] (Epic, Dec 10)

The blood on your hands (is something you can't lose) (Epic, Dec 29)

Fics started writing that I intend to finish:

Batfam whump 

tlt college au 

toh luz hurt/comfort 

Abandoned projects: 

we're going to ignore these... 

Another update on my personal life: Remember my girlfriend? They're now my queerplatonic partner! They figured out that they're ace and nonbinary and now we're both leaning into our aspec identities. I think this is also reflected in my fandom interests, where I drifted away from shipping and towards platonic and familial dynamics. My new favorite dynamic is "whatever they have going on between them is not romantic or sexual but infinitely stronger and weirder." 

If you read all this, thanks! Whether you're a longtime mutual or randomly stumbled upon this post, I appreciate you!

[wlwanakin]

AO3 Wrapped: Writer's Edition

tagged by @cheesenames and @animazi <3

Words written this year: 2,004 published, who knows how many unpublished

Works written this year: only one that i actually completed and published lmao. i started approximately 7 fics though

Work Most Proud of: a vile hunger for your hammering heart is, again, the only one i've finished. however i am earnestly very proud of how it came out. i think it's some of my best writing and i shocked myself by actually finishing it too

Work with Most Hits: since i only published one thing this year that is the answer. the fic with most hits overall is mercy killing, which is like three years old and was my first foray back into star wars fic after years of not writing anything for this wretched fandom

Fav title: i am bad at titling things and regret the titles i've given most of my fics, including vile hunger lmao. i tend to steal titles from other things, and in this case i stole an episode title from interview with the vampire that itself was taken from the novel. and the thing is that the passage in the book is about louis drinking from claudia to the point of death and grappling with how this desire to drain her contradicts what he actually wants and to me it's a turn of phrase that viscerally evokes violent grief, and on that level it's fitting, but also the fic itself was inspired not only mainly by the show (louis doesn't slit lestat's throat in the novel, it's all claudia) but also by an entirely different episode than the one whose title i stole. i really should've called it the thing lay still but it didn't quite evoke what i want and i could not get the phrase "a vile hunger for your hammering heart" out of my head. it just sounds prettier. all this to say, my favorite fic title is for one i have yet to release onto the world (because it's unfinished)

Pairing You Wrote the Most For: anidala lmao. i have a rotation i go through but i always come back to anidala

What Work was the Quickest To Write: i finished vile hunger in like a week after coming up with the idea a month or so before? i worked on it in spurts before locking in and writing the meat of it within a week. that like never happens so it was pretty crazy, i'm usually really slow. fastest ever would probably be mercy killing though i wrote that in like five hours in a sleep-deprived daze. both of these are anomalies

What Work Took You Longest To Write: i'm a ridiculously slow writer (which is why i have published only one fic this year) and i have also only finished like ten fics in the decade i've spent writing them. most of what i write takes six months to two years and gets abandoned rather than finished

How Many WIPS do you have for next year: i'm working on a bunch of stuff right now!! i've posted my list of wips before, but the big focuses are a one-shot about anakin and sabe being all weird and tense with each other while anakin represses gender dysphoria, a potential sequel to vile hunger which is mostly about post-partum psychosis, and my biggest project which is my modern au yuri anidala murder road trip fic

Longest Work of the Year: i only wrote one

Shortest Work of the Year: only wrote one

Fav character to Write: in general it's probably anakin because he's just so fundamentally fucked up and abnormal and to convey that you really have to develop a distinct voice. and it comes fairly easy to me because anakin's personality and issues just so happen to be fairly similar to mine and i can get really cerebral in his pov and that's my favorite. i have grown extremely fond of writing padme lately, though. she used to be a bit of an enigma to me in terms of writing her pov but i've been writing so much padme pov lately and i've finally gotten a grasp of the narrative voice i want to give her and her brand of neurosis is just so fun to delve into

Which work of yours have you re-read the most: vile hunger. i actually really like what i did with it!

Total Kudos this Year:

Total Hits This Year:

Total Bookmarks This Year:

Total Subscriptions This Year: skipped all of these bc i wrote one fic. just check that

What Do You Listen To While Writing: whatever music i'm into at the time. my writing go-tos are mitski, florence + the machine, keaton henson, ethel cain, phoebe bridgers, hozier, sufjan stevens and artists adjacent, but sometimes i try to match the tone of my wip and sometimes i just pick whatever i wanna listen to writing nonwithstanding. i wrote a lot of stuff to depeche mode and fontaines dc this year. the i saw the tv glow soundtack was also a big writing album for me. right now my go-to writing music is against me! and the smiths

Fav line or passage: most of my favorite passages are from wips and idk if that's allowed but this one from vile hunger is one i liked so much i used it as my summary:

She’s always thought Anakin is prettiest when he’s asleep. He rarely fell asleep before her, and she treasured those rare times he did, studying his face, the near-angelic softness of his relaxed features. Soft isn’t a word most would use to describe Anakin, but it’s always the first word she thought of on those nights, watching him in the early stages of this comfortable, nightmare-free sleep he could never get anywhere else. It was something no one else got to see, and as much as she wished he could find peace outside of her she still selfishly treasured that he couldn’t, that she got to have moments like those that were totally and entirely hers. He looks the same as he did on those precious nights, even with blood still seeping from his gaping neck. She’s cradled his head like this countless times, always gentle to ensure she wouldn’t wake him up, endlessly grateful to have him in her arms and pushing back the ever-nagging fear that one day he’ll return to her a corpse. And now he has returned to her arms again, peaceful and pretty and dead and totally and entirely hers.

tagging @officialfoxsquadron and idk who else bc most of my writer friends aren't super active on here!! but if u wanna do this go crazy

[magenta-somethings]

HI HELLO YOURE AWESOME DO YOU HAVE AN AO3 I AM OBSESSED WITH THE WAY YOU WRITE YJ98 I NEED IT IN MY VEINS

THANK YOU!!!

i do have an ao3 but, alas, it doesn't have any dc comics fics to its name. yet. i'll probably put the trick or treat ficlet there soon, and i have a couple wips i'm hoping to finish soon-ish (one where tim & cassie are childhood friends thanks to archaeology parents & then experience their queer awakenings at the same time and help each other deal, another where all of yj98 are superheroes but also supernatural creatures (it was meant to be for halloween but that didnt happen rip)). and then a couple--a 'what would it take for YJ98 to actually become supervillains (along the lines of the gun!batman timeline)' au & a 'what if graduation day didn't happen & YJ stayed a separate team to the Titans' au--that i'm hoping to do once i've read teen titans (2003) & red robin (2009).

also some more timkon-focused ones, of varying lengths and likeness to ever actually see the light of ao3 (i.e. not abandoned in the wip folder).

so yeah. unfortunately my ao3 is a bit barren right now aside from dsmp fics from lockdown (2021-22, you were a time o7) & some stormlight archive old woman stem yuri. still, its magenta-somethings for when it hopefully does have some dc comics fics!

[pennydoe]

PLEASE tell me more about the Saskatchewan slasher au, I desperately wanna draw some stuff for it, it looks so cool

OK SO BASICALLY it's in the 1980s cause i LOVE old 80 and 90s slashers, and The choir r more or less the schools newspaper/yearbook committee and stuff. Penny is the new girl, having recently moved to Uranium for the same reason in Legoland, y'know.. the weed smoking shit lmaooo but uh-

(this is all a wip btw i migjt change it cause i haven't really had time to myself the last few weeks)Basically Penny joins yearbook and the school paper to get to know some people, and she's a instant hit with them all, especially ocean cause ofc i gotta make it perfectdolls, but being in those two groups makes noel and especially ocean way to curious for their own good so they drag penny along to a abandoned house they've heard strange reports about and find smth in it (im still deciding if it's gonna be like a haunted book or some relic i honestly don't know) and it ends up in Penny being possessed by a demon/ghost/witch and essentially becoming Jane, but a extremely murderous version.

Noel and Ocean have to flee from Jane, or Doll-Face, and find the rest of 'choir' and they sorta have to figure out a way to save penny and also stop her from her murder spree, and first they gotta actually FIND HER and not let her kill THEM.

It's mostly Noel, Ocean, and Penny/Jane centered ofc cause the choir splits off into two groups to try to cover more ground, so Savannah (Ricky ofc, I just love the Savannah HC), Constance, and Mischa are all in their own group doing seperate research so they can cover more ground..

uhmmm i don't really like Noel's outfit but i Aammmm struggling on designing it a bit, But Jane does wear the same stuff as Penny ofc and i'm still designing the rest of the choir.. Maybe i'll write a fic of if? Idk man.. i'm to stressed lately to really write

here's some unfinished doodles from when i was first coming up with the idea, i really like the post of Jane in the second one so i migjt finish that ..

I wanna finish the designs for the others tomorrow but the issue is i have like... 6 school projects to finish and it's getting so bad to the point i tnink im developing marie antoinette syndrome.. it's either that or i'm paranoid lmao

[sleepyc63]

(if you say me post this a few days ago no you didnt)

UHH super rough pmv/animatic wip i made for my nightwatcher au. i'm struggling with a few scenes so thats why some are off beat or just entirely blank. i’ve never actually finished a pmv before so if i finish this cool!! if i lose motivation and never look at it again that sucks

also watcher switched designs in some parts thats my bad lmao (if i get past lineart i'll fix that but for now he stays old)

song is evelyn evelyn by evelyn evelyn

explanation for what's going on: watcher and hunter are siblings, both created by nsh. they were first created as just messengers -- but when moon was collapsing, nsh decided to send the watcher out to save her. watcher, not wanting to be bound to a life of peril trying to save moon, ran away to live their own life. this left the mission to the much younger hunter, bitter from her brother's abandonment. nsh hardly waited for hunter to grow up, sending her out as soon as she could fend for herself.

hunter and watcher cross paths somewhere around the outer expanse. at this point, watcher has joined a colony and started a family. hunter is upset with him, and watcher defends himself and tries to apologize. hunter isn't having it and storms off.

some time after they separate, watcher wanders into the garbage wastes, finding the current leader of the scavengers, the enlightened scavenger. the enlightened scav tells him how to ascend - and watcher, curious, impulsively decides to try ascension (despite it being impossible(i'll explain this another time)). he dives into the void sea, but is rejected by the void worms. he desperately swims up, barely escaping eternal purgatory, but at the cost of his sight.

meanwhile, hunter's sickness worsens and she rots away. she doesn't become a long legs though, just eaten by the rot and permanently dies. watcher -- now named night-watcher -- and his mate, gourmand, find the corpse of hunter. remembering their last conversation, night-watcher is distraught, and regrets never reconciling with his sister.

this au is a work in progress!! its a little messy in parts but i'll have it all sorted out someday soon :))

[andorerso]

💧 ☔️ for the wip game <3

💧Share something romantic/hot from your WIP, or just something sweet if it's gen.

god knows if I'll ever finish it but this is from the next chapter of the dildo fic

Cassian pulls her on top of him, carding his fingers through her hair, thumb rubbing her cheek. "I love you." Her heart flutters embarrassingly, a grin pulling at her lips. "It was that good?" But her attempts at humor are futile when he simply gazes at her with an expression so gentle, she nearly dissolves into a puddle in his arms. "No, I just wanted to say it." "No, it was not that good?" He groans, and she lets a small, uncharacteristically giddy laugh.

☔Is there a fic concept you have that you'd like to just explain and share because you're not sure you'll ever write it? If so, what is it?

omg too many 😭 I'm gonna go with my old vampire AU because I feel like Blood Red Rose will probably be my only vampire AU for them, but it actually wasn't the original one I outlined.

so in this one, Jyn and Cassian are married in the 1800s and they're happy and in love and everything's good until Jyn gets sick. she tries to hide it from Cassian but she knows she's dying and doesn't want to put him through having to watch her waste away (something about him watching his mother and sister die the same way) so one morning she packs her things while he's sleeping and leaves. she has another reason for this, namely the distant possibility that she may be able to save herself, but to do that, she'll have to make a deal with the devil. smg smg old childhood memories of Galen and Krennic working together on a so-called medicine that could cure any illness.

of course she's wary but she's desperate so she seeks out Krennic who ends up giving her the medicine - vampirism. but because Krennic is a petty bitch who still resents Galen, he doesn't just let Jyn go of course. he decides to take revenge by locking her up in a crypt, now a vampire and immortal, but doomed to be locked away for the rest of her life.

anyway, flash forward to 2016, while the local mayor's office is doing some renovations on the old church building, they end up discovering Jyn and freeing her. she has a lot of adjustments to get used to, how much the world has changed, everything she missed out on, her own vampirism that she never fully got to experience yet, the fact that everyone she ever knew is dead... yeah, girl's not having a good time. ofc she thinks Cassian is dead too, and what's worse, he probably died hating her for leaving him like that...

anyway blablabla, shit happens, Jyn decides to seek out Krennic and take revenge, but in the process, she realizes that - plot twist - Cassian is not dead! he's also been turned into a vampire. who would have thought?

that's all I really have lmao. I mostly liked it for combining my favorite tropes, exes, thinking the other is dead, vampires, etc... but despite writing a little bit of it, it just wasn't working, so I abandoned it in the end

[cartoon-buffoon]

"Oswald and his best friend Fe-Fe-Fe- [REDACTED]"

Lazy doodle that I once again decided "screw it, I'll just finish it".

Anyways I started to read the FNAF books—the Fazbear frights ones not the actual novels although I did read the novels. I started with the first book and come to my suprise the main character is Oswald who is a 10 year old boy yet because my brain is stupid I kept imagining it as well, Oswald the Lucky Rabbit. The story is pretty cool, uhh time traveling ball pit and other nonsense, happens. Anyways: the main antagonist of the story is Spring Bonnie who drags Oswald's dad into the ball pit and seemingly replaces his dad? Like everyone else sees Oswald's father as a human man yet Oswald himself sees the monstrous Spring Bonnie, Spring Bonnie drives Oswald home and it's this very unnerving thing where everyone else sees nothing wrong yet only Oswald can see through the illusion that fools everyone else.

This inspired me to just quickly create an AU where Oswald (the rabbit, not the boy) and his friend, Felix the Cat, explore an abandoned mall and while doing so unleash an ancient evil. That evil takes Felix's body and goes by of course "The Cartoon Cat" and seemingly rewrites history. Everyone else has their memories replaced and they have no idea who Felix is, all they know is the Cartoon Cat. Felix is seemingly erased from history and replaced with CC and only Oswald knows leaving Oswald absolutely fearful of this imposter. CC isn't directly malevolent per say and all he does is act a bit unnerving, yet Oswald just knows CC is hiding something beyond that smile and he of course wants his friend Felix back. I'd write a fic about this yet I already have enough WIPs so, ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯. Guess this random idea exists now.

[snamioneasks]

Have the list of your favorite fanfics changed, since the last ask? If yes, im curious! 💛

Hello! I'm a new admin, so I haven't actually posted a list of my favorite fics yet, so there you go. I tried and failed to keep the list at 10.

Camerado by MillieJoan - M, 31 chapters - Hermione seeks knowledge from a reluctant Snape in order to help the War effort. What she receives is more than either of them expected. Set beginning in Hermione’s sixth year, continuing into a slightly AU post-DH era.

The Occluded Soul by Aurette - M, 20 chapters - Severus Snape did what he thought he needed to do to get the job done and broke himself. Years later, Hermione Granger realizes that he had been counting on her to fix him. Dark, SS/HG. AU after HBP

Cold Hearts and Muddy Understandings, and its sequel Toil and Trouble by thisiszircon - M, 10 chapters - When the dust has settled; when the spent curses in the air have faded to a prickle; when the sounds of pain and terror whimper their way to silence– When the battle is over, what happens next? Hermione Granger has been active in the fight against evil since she was twelve years old. With victory comes the opportunity to take stock of the more ordinary aspects to her life. She can finally consider the choices that most young women get to make: lifestyle, career, romance. But the trauma she has known has left its mark. And even before her life took a turn towards constant life-or-death, Hermione was far from ordinary. Her friends are looking to their own futures. Her parents don’t remember her. Her surrogate family is in mourning. The Wizarding World has always viewed her as an outsider. Hermione realises she is, in many ways, alone. It does not take long before she finds herself wishing fervently for the welcome distraction of another dark wizard. Life was so much simpler when priority number one was keeping Harry Potter alive…

Pet Project by Caeria - M, 52 chapters - Hermione overhears something she shouldn’t concerning Professor Snape and decides that maybe the House-elves aren’t the only ones in need of protection.

Self Slain Gods on Strange Altars by scumblackentropy - M, 20 chapters, Abandoned - What do you want me to say, Granger? That you are mine and I am yours? You are. I am. Let’s not fuck around.

The Other Side of Darkness, and its sequel Survivals and Remembrances by Abby - E - An Auror is hurt by the effects of a mysterious potion that Hermione, working for the Ministry, attempts to cure.  In her frustration, she turns to Professor Snape

Cloak of Courage by Wendynat - M, 27 chapters - COMPLETE in 27 chs! Hermione suffers a terrible loss and has to choose between two paths. The Call of the Blood. HGSS. Loosely based on WIKTT Marriage Law Challenge. Warnings: Character Death, Descriptions of Abuse, Adult situations. Epilogue up 0622

Sin and Vice by Mak5258 - M, 63 chapters - In her sixth year, Dumbledore makes Hermione a key figure in a plan to help Harry defeat Voldemort. (It’s difficult to summarize this without spoilers— HG/SS; there’s a Time Turner involved but probably not how you expect; the story really gets started in Chapter Three.)

Meet Me at the Checkpoint by nocturn - E, 19 chapters - She wakes with a gasp in the hospital wing. The first thing she registers is that the ragged gash across her chest has reopened, pulsing with the same searing pain as when she sustained it at the end of fifth year. The second thing—“Granger, try to take slower breaths. I’ll have your next dose of healing potion ready soon.”—is that Severus Snape is somehow alive. (Or, the one where Hermione gets stuck in an Edge of Tomorrow style time loop that resets back to summer 1996 each time she dies.)

A Quiet Place at the End of the World by AliceLaurie - M, WIP, currently 30 chapters - When Severus comes into power as Headmaster, Hermione finds herself inescapably twisted in his web of lies. Torn between her loyalty to her mentor or her friends, she must face into the realities of war. Meanwhile, Severus endures the ghosts of his past while yearning to break the chains that bind him. Together they weave in and out of each other, searching for comfort at the end of the world.

The Rise, Fall, and Rebirth of Hermione Granger by missparker85 - T, 16 chapters - Hermione falls ill in her sixth year. Will she be able to survive Snape’s help? Will she be able to resist him? HGSS. [complete]

Soulwoven by BothMalfoysPlease - E, 26 chapters - When Hermione saves Severus’ life in the Shrieking Shack, it awakens a soul bond between them. The books say that a soulwoven pair is a perfect match in every way, a pair bound by the Fates. What if the books got it all wrong?

- Lisianpeia

This is Shirlyn favorite list and this is Kairou's.

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would LOVE to hear about the ned quits the navy one 👀👀

hi kay! thank you for the ask!

it's more of a nebulous, 100+ bullet point listicle of an au than an actual wip at this point, but i'm more than happy to yap on about it:

it's essentially a ned-centric post-rescue joplittle au in which ross ex machina saves a handful of the expedition survivors (including some of the mutineers). it mostly follows the show's timeline, with some self-indulgent exceptions regarding canonical character death (jfj doesn't die, for instance. he and francis had their 'wedding night' scene, but francis couldn't go through with it, and jfj is not quite as scorbutic in this au).

aboard the investigator, ned learns that jopson survived being abandoned, and has to wrestle with his conscience. he tries apologizing to jops, only to be soundly and coldly rebuffed in the attempt. this shakes ned to his core, and he questions the purpose of his own survival. things only get worse for his mental state when he overhears francis tell jcr that he feels personally responsible for what happened to the men after he got captured by the mutineers.

this makes ned question his entire naval career, and what it means to be a good man. after some soul searching, and further developments once they reach ye olde england (including an inquest by the admiralty; and sending francis money on the condition of anonymity to help pay for jops' recovery), ned decides to quit the navy and start a shipping venture of his own with the help of his (legendary) brother, james, and some rich benefactors thanks to his connection to lady jane.

things go moderately well. james invites ned to come live with him for a spell, their business grows lucrative, and ned slowly relearns what it means to be, if not happy, then at least content. until a very angry jops shows up on his doorstep one day and goes, "so. it's come to my attention that it's not captain crozier, but you i have to thank for funding my recovery". this leads to them having it out in the foyer, with jops angrily telling ned he doesn't need his charity, and ned replying even more angrily that it's not charity; but he had to do things behind jops' back because he knew jops would never accept his help otherwise.

eventually, jops asks him why he's so deadset on helping, and ned - without thinking - blurts out: “my heart stopped beating the day i left you behind, and only restarted when i learned that you’d survived. but by the time i could tell you so, however, you already hated me. and now, all i have left is my ability to care for you from afar.”

they're both stunned into silence by the admission. ned, in a near panic, hastily tries to salvage what little dignity he has left by vowing to stay away from jops forever if that's what he truly wants.

but instead of turning away in disgust, jops breaks down right in front of ned and simply says, "it would've been easier for both of us if only i was capable of hating you."

smth smth emotional catharsis. and then james little - gay legend that he is - walks in on them having their heart-to-heart, takes one look at jops and goes, "oh, this explains so much about why ned's Been Like This™ since he got back."

cue happy ending, applause, etc.

and yeah, that's basically ned quits the navy in a nutshell! i'd be more than happy to share the full bullet point list on here for anyone who'd like to know more.

once again kay, thank you for picking my guilty pleasure au to ask about! i hope you enjoyed learning more about it 💖