#war of hearts ao3

[freakensteinxiii]

"I can't help but love you, Even though I try not to

I can't help but want you, I know that I'd die without you."

Mortal Kombat 11- Hanzo Hasashi x Kuai Liang.

Very rough drawing I made for my fic, War of Hearts on Ao3!

It's a very, very much love and thank you for the 400 kudos on it! I would polish it up more but I've been busy writing my other fic, working on other drawings and just trying to live without stress.... ^^'

But again, thank you to all who's read and supported and showed love! It's very encouraging and I appreciate it so, so fucking much. Love, love, love you all <33333

Fic this is for ->

Song that the entire fic became inspired by ->

[starcatchingsnake]

There is no greater feeling than realizing you missed ao3 being down and now you don't have to sit in agony waiting for our brave warriors to fix our beloved site.

I was helping my bestie clean her house today, blissfully unaware of the tears and bloodshed happening on ao3 and hellsite...

What a wonderful day, where I can just read my bedtime stories without any horrible error screens.

[paper-birdies]

I've been reading a Gravity Falls fanfic called "The Therapist" by @bapple117, where you - The reader- are Bill Cipher's Therapist in the Theraprism. I was on Bapple's Discord server and came across a conversation asking "What if Bill had a secret collection of art he made of the therapist and got super flustered when the therapist finds them."

Posted that and then someone mentioned that in a panic, Bill would probably try to eat the art and tries to eat the pages.

Anyways, I freakin' love this fic and this funky lil' guy.

[reylo4ever2020]

My new favorite Reylo fic. I loved this story sooo much!!!! It's a modern-day au. And super cute! And it's complete! (Double yay!)

The picture below popped in my head while reading this fic.

[a-strange-brain]

“Enemies to lovers” this “enemies to lovers” that. I raise to you:

ENEMIES TO FOUND FAMILY

[baekhyuns-purple-buttplug]

IM JUS SAYINNN

that I want joke to pull his joker legendary thief shitck once again and fuck everyone up cause IM LITERALLY TIRED OF HIM GETTING REJECTED BY EVERYONE HE WANTS TO BE WITH LIKE BE FRFR FUCK THAT HONESTY GOOD MAN BULLSHIT MY BBG

I have a scenario where its like Rose and Jack's wedding and I want my lil guy to pull up in his wig and a wedding dress to kidnap Jack so they can have a lil wedding on their own THISIS MAKING ME INSANE LIKE IF THIS DOESNT HAPPEN IM WRITING A FIC WHERE IT DOES CAUSE FUCK YALL FOR MAKING MY BOY SAD

[stupidrant]

Do you have any fanfic recs that aren’t proships? Because all I find when I look for fics on ao3 is proships, I think even that one person who sent a ss of what she saw was having the same issue

If youre asking for any atreboda fanfics, luckily i do 💜in no particular order: 1) grounded/uzieminoy , 2) how do i fair? , 3) the stars here are different (i have no idea if deleted or is just for members. Its about angrboda having a dream of her and atreus in a field and it manifesting into them actually kissing in the golden fields of jotunheim. Its a really cute short story) , 4) of monsters and men (not really atreboda focused but they are there. KEEP IN MIND this fic is very violent and graphic but i really love how the author made this. Its not completed yet but there is a sort of happy end.) 5) window seat (was a oneshot but then author wanted it to be a series but discontinued it shortly after 💔), 6) of atreus and calliope (not completely atreboda focused and i havent been up to date with this one as of late, but it is constantly updated. I recommend for the cute and angsty sibling moments with atreus and calliope), 7) blood upon the sands (freytos focused with atreboda involved. Havent finished this either but i recommend 💚)

[imogenkol]

— ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN LINKS

If I Had A Heart - main fic

pairing: Imogen Kol (force sensitive oc) x Bix Caleen

chapters: 4 / ?

status: ongoing (hiatus until Andor Season 2)

ONE-SHOTS

What If I Asked You To Stay?

Be Still

Promise

Outer Rim Date Night

Relax

NSFW ONE-SHOTS (18+ ONLY)

Where My Gaze Lingers

Do You Trust Me?

[rose-tries-to-write]

What do you mean ao3 is down?

What do you mean I have to be a part of society??

What do you mean I have to do something with my life???

Please, ao3, come back. All of your desperate widowed wives are waiting, please.

[kybercrystals94]

Then & Now

Read here on Ao3!

ANGST-PRIL 2024 | DAY 3 | PROMPT 3: BROKEN HEARTED 

RATED: T | WORDS: 1109 | SUMMARY: Crosshair tells Omega about Mayday. | CHARACTER FOCUS: Crosshair, Omega

“What happened?” Omega asks. 

Crosshair doesn’t move, doesn’t shift his gaze to the child sitting behind the grate of his cell door. He keeps his focus on the ceiling above him, where the light has a barely discernible flicker. “What do you mean, what happened?” he asks, hoping that the venom in his tone will make her recant the question. 

But he isn’t surprised when she only clarifies, “Why did you turn against the Empire?” 

Omega has been nothing if not persistent these past few weeks, regularly sneaking her way down to talk to him. She does most of the talking, while he pretends he’s not listening, and wonders if she will take the hint and stay away.

To his frustration, Omega takes the hint and blatantly ignores it. 

“It doesn’t matter,” Crosshair growls.

Omega shifts so that she is kneeling in front of the door, facing him full on. “It must’ve been something terrible. You seemed so sure on Kamino.” 

They let him die. The unspoken words taste bitter, so he verbalizes something less distasteful. “It pains me to say that Hunter was right. We are nothing but a number to them. Disposable. You’ve seen the labs here.”

The kid frowns. “Realizing Hunter was right doesn’t put you in a cell,” she observes. 

“I already told you, it doesn’t matter,” Crosshair tells her. 

“It matters to me.” 

“Why?” 

“Because you’re my brother,” Omega states. “What happens to you – what happened to you – matters.”

An infinite number of retorts line up Crosshair’s throat. Awful, horrid things that he is sure will finally drive Omega away, make her hate him the way he deserves. Keep her safe the way she deserves. Safe from him. Safe from attachment and familial duty. 

But not a single one of them comes out. 

“His name was Mayday.” 

Omega is quiet for a moment. “What happened to him?” 

“He died.” 

Another meaningful pause. “The Empire killed him?” 

“They couldn’t waste precious medical supplies on a disposable meat droid,” Crosshair snaps. Blistering rage burns glacial in his veins. “So I killed the officer who stood by and watched him die.” Crosshair turns his head to look at Omega, who stares back with wide eyes. “That’s what happened. That’s why I’m here.” 

He hates the sympathy that washes over Omega’s transparent expression. He does not want her pity or her love. He wants her to leave him alone. 

Funny, isn’t it? How these clones around you keep disappearing?

“Go,” Crosshair says, turning away. “I don’t want you to come back.” 

He can feel Omega watching him, hear that she hasn’t moved away. Finally, she sighs, a long-suffering exhale that sounds too much like Hunter. “I know you think you’re protecting me, but I will come back, Crosshair. I won’t let you be alone again.” 

Crosshair waits until he knows she’s gone before he releases a shaky breath. He rubs harshly at his eyes. He hasn’t cried for Mayday. He won’t cry now. 

<<>><<>><<>><<>><<>><<>>

They’ve been in hyperspace for a couple hours now. 

Crosshair sits on the floor of the main hold, Batcher’s head in his lap while he strokes the hound’s smooth, leathery skin. He listens to the rumble of his brothers’ voices in the cockpit, Omega’s melodic voice occasionally chiming in. He imagines this is what it was like before, when the Batch first got Omega. In all the time he has known her, even before he liked or cared or… loved her, Omega has always had something to say, something to contribute. He remembers it annoyed him, but the emotion attached to the memory feels foreign and ugly. He hates that it used to be that way, but he cannot deny that it was. 

It was the chip, he reminds himself. After that, his own stubbornness butting up against Omega’s persistence. Regret constricts around the muscle in his chest, memories of the cruel and harsh words he’d used on Tantiss to push Omega away. He can’t remember exactly when he’d given up the effort, resigning to be talked at relentlessly until it became something he ached for. When she’d go days without coming to his cell, he began to worry for her, straining to hear the light tread of her footsteps. 

Those familiar light steps approach him now, but Crosshair doesn’t look up at his sister when she stops in front of him. 

“You look comfy,” Omega says. 

“Yeah, the floor of a ship is luxurious,” Crosshair retorts. 

“I was talking to Batcher,” Omega responds, deadpan. 

Crosshair rolls his eyes, but smirks in spite of himself. 

Omega moves to slide down next to him. “You’ve been quiet since we left the base.” 

“Unlike some people, I don’t feel the need to talk constantly.”

“Fine. You’ve been quieter than usual. Happy?” 

“Ecstatic.” 

Omega turns so that she’s leaning her back against his arm, head tipped against his shoulder. “Is that where you met Mayday?” 

Crosshair stiffens, his hand freezing in place on Batcher’s head. He swallows. He could try to lie, or at the very least, brush the question off. Seconds of indecision tick by, Omega patiently waiting Crosshair out. She’ll know if he lies. 

“Yes,” Crosshair mutters at last. 

Omega hums. “I saw the helmets. Hunter said he saw you picking them up.” 

When did he tell you that? Crosshair wants to demand, but the question catches in his throat, giving Omega time to continue uninterrupted. 

“I’m sorry for what happened there,” she says, softly. “It must have been hard to go back.” 

Crosshair shrugs, purposely jostling Omega’s head resting against him, making her huff. “It is what it is,” he tells her. 

“Tell me about him?” The question is gently put, a small voice guarded for rejection. 

Crosshair sighs. “There’s not much to tell. I didn’t know him for long.” 

“Long enough to care about him,” Omega says. 

“Hmmm,” Crosshair concedes. He hesitates a moment before saying, “I guess he reminded me of our brothers...”

Omega nods, head bumping against his arm. 

“There was an avalanche,” Crosshair continues, voice low, throat tight. “We were both injured, but Mayday had the worst of it. He…” Crosshair swallows. “He wanted me to leave him behind, said he wouldn’t make it. He was right, in the end, but I tried anyway. We got to the base, but they wouldn’t help him.”  

Omega reaches back, her fingers finding his hand and wrapping around it. Her grip tightens. He squeezes back. 

“I wish I could have met him,” Omega whispers, and Crosshair knows she means it. 

Blinking back the burning sensation that suddenly impairs his vision, Crosshair mutters, “Me too.”

He hasn’t cried for Mayday. 

He won’t cry now. 

END

Wow! Already to day 3 of Angst-pril, and my time has come to join the collaboration alongside @the-little-moment & @just-here-with-my-thoughts!

(If you haven't already, you NEED to go read their stories for the prompts Homesick and Frozen!!!)

My next prompt is: "This isn't going to work."

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[zenkindoflove]

First draft of my big boy Eris Week oneshot is done. I would like my butt pats now.

[halepo]

LET'S GET THE SAPPHIC AHSOKA TANO WEEK STARTED

Day 1 - Fulcrum

Prompt: polycules

The Fulcrum duo are always welcome to stop by Sundari and rest during their missions.

And this time, Koska doesn't want to be left curious.

[hannibalzero]

With my whole heart

Chapter one is up.

Have fun y'all!

❤️🐰❤️🐰

[lesbiradshaw]

theo and liam always getting paired together in 6b during episodes where all of the other storylines focus on couples going through stuff together is so funny because when you look at it, the only episode where they really get split up is genotype, which is one of the rare episodes where scott ISN’T paired with malia (because he’s with liam) and mason isn’t with corey (because he’s with theo) aka the canon love interests. like these episodes were cutting from shit like scalia almost dying together to thiam having intimate conversations about how liam processes emotions and morey saying i love you to thiam swearing that neither of them are dying for each other 😭 just very amusing to me. theo raeken: the accidental love interest.

[en-d-d]

The mass panic ensuing each time ao3 is down is honestly cracking me up, I wonder in how much time will we be trending

[baekhyuns-purple-buttplug]

wtf am I doing??? IM LIKE LITERALLY IN THE HOSPITAL AND I HAVE A PATIENT TO TAKE CARE OF AND YOURE TELLING ME THAT INSPIRATION TO WRITE A CROSSDRESSING TOP SEX SCENE IS COMING NOW??? LIKE BE FR WTF IS WRONG WITH MY BRAIN.

WAR WANARAT YOU'LL BE THE DOWNFALL OF ME MAN.