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youngmasterwisdomperson · 1 year

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I have spoilery opinions about the second Sanderson Secret Project book

so I guess if you haven’t already filtered tags related to the secret projects do so now

Especially those of my followers who may have only filtered the Cosmere-related tags. Watch out! This book isn’t set in the Cosmere.

Okay so, admitting my biases right off the bat, I think my perspective on this book suffered a little from the twists in it being less fun than I imagined they would be. Based on the first five chapters presented way back when, my theory about our protagonist was that he was going to turn out to be a reviewer for various dimension services or something, and he got all the skills related to sneaking and self-defense from having gone to multiple different dimensions in the past already and picked up the relevant skills along the way. And if he has a history of being a particularly diligent or scathing critic, then it follows that the capitalist hellscape that produced the titular handbook would give him plenty of enemies who might, say, want him dead. And that to me was a fun premise for a protagonist.

However, here’s where the spoilers come in—not too far into the book it’s revealed that the protagonist went to the police academy, and though we later find out he dropped out, I’m still not thrilled about that development. We also later meet his old friend, who is very much a cop, and up until the very end when it’s at least mostly clear that the guy’s a dick, he’s portrayed quite flatteringly as an arbiter of justice and shit, which feels pretty damn close to copaganda to me.

Even considering the fact that it turns out our protagonist was never really a cop and was actually a mobster, which seems contradictory to the early promise made by the protagonist’s instinct that he was definitely not a thief—that is not who he is, we were told—I still feel like not a lot of critical thought was put into this book’s portrayal of crimes and laws and what that says about our society. The jokes at the beginning were pretty funny because it seemed clear that the butt of the joke was the ridiculous things companies and rich people can get away with, and because of that the humor kind of lost its oomph for me midway through when the pretty anti-capitalist satire of the Frugal Wizard’s Handbook became contrasted by casual portrayals of police as being heroes, and criminals as inherently villainous, in a setting where it is made extremely clear that earth laws cannot be said to apply, where not even the laws of physics necessarily apply!

And the girlfriend who it turns out wasn’t fridged (yay?) turned out to be cheating on him having faked her death, which also didn’t fit with the first five chapters’ portrayal of her as a huge nerd for ancient times and the ways humans have always been humans, logical, feeling, multidimensional humans with hopes and dreams. I know we don’t like fridged women as a trope, but at the very least in this case it applied a nice additional emotional stake the protagonist could have had in helping the people of this dimension and treating them with respect and dignity, in defiance of how the Frugal Wizard Inc. people and other dimension salespeople treat them as less real, less substantial, little more than playthings.

The first five chapters left us no clues to suggest that Jen was anything other than a moral paragon who would serve as the protagonist’s internal moral compass, a foundation for his core values despite the inherent cynicism that must come from living in the world implied by the titular handbook. And to be honest, that makes the final reveals a disappointment to me. It makes me feel misled in a way that I’m not used to feeling in Sanderson books—he’s usually really good at foreshadowing the eventual payoffs in a way that makes perfect sense in hindsight and lives up to the promises made in the beginning.

Overall, I think this book has some decent jokes here and there and some alright characters. The world building was fairly interesting, and it was fun seeing the conflict between soft magic and hard science throughout the story, even if we only see tiny glimpses of the magic as a whole. I just can’t escape the feeling of missed opportunities and squandered potential with this premise. The themes were all over the place and the foreshadowing left much to be desired. Still, I read the whole thing in a span of a day, so I can’t say it wasn’t engaging. A thoroughly meh experience. Two and a half out of five stars.

#ssp2 #ssp2 spoilers

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transmascnaotoshirogane · 2 years

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“You smell like old books...and smoke?”

i did not mean for it to get so long um; relationships; Four & Everyone, Vio & Red & Blue & Green & Shadow, Vio/Shadow cw/tw; cutting? but its only one small part and it's for the magic. I will still tag it, however also! Vio has CIPA, as previously mentioned. This is relevant. ao3 link; x

It’s been a long day for Four. It’s been a long day for all of us. Red’s right. The entire chain had a rough day. They’d ended up in Legend’s Hyrule, and a lot of things were learned. For starters—Legend is a prince of all things. None of them expected that, but his Zelda—Fable—had confirmed it. And then Four learned something else about Legend. Two things, actually. He has met the colours, albeit in different and uh…violent circumstances. And he has a shard of the dark mirror. The missing shard. The final one Vio has been searching for. And Legend had made a mistake. Legend showed them the shard. They know where it is. But are we really going to betray Legend’s trust by stealing it? Yes. Yes we are. You’re heartless. …you’re fun like this, Vio. Thank you! Blue! Don’t encourage it! …couldn’t this get us in trouble? We just learned that Legend’s royalty, guys Who cares? That shard doesn’t belong to him! It isn’t ours either… Four shook his head, sighing. This is a mess. It’s really dark and cluttered in Legend’s house. He hides the shard in the basement along with other important and/or dangerous things… Now he just needs to make his way to the basement door without making too much noise. …and without that weird bird-thing—Sheerow, was it?—spotting him. Who names a bird sheerow? What does it even mean? Honest to Hylia, who gives a fuck. It is kinda weird. Oh for—shut up. At this rate, the colours will give this away. Four needs to be careful. Quietly, he made his way over to the door beneath the stairs and opened it. Wow it’s…really dark down here.. We can manage. Carefully, Four made his way down the steps and to the floor of the basement. He knows where the shard is, but getting to it is the problem. Legend keeps it on a shelf, high enough that even he needs a stepstool to get to it. We could split to get it? Bad idea. We’d make too much noise, have you seen how messy this basement is? Yeah, you have a point. I know I do. Is there a ladder or something somewhere that we could use? Not that I can see. There’s a couple boxes we could stack. Four carefully and quietly shoved a rather large box over to the shelf where the mirror shard was being kept. He climbed up, and raised himself up onto his tiptoes. We’re so close.. He stretched out further, feeling around the shelf for it and— There! Four grabbed the shard, jumping down from the box. Pocketing it, Four snuck back upstairs and shut the door. Now, he just needs to wait until they make it to his era. Then we’ll get Shadow back. Yay! Four slipped back onto his bedroll, keeping the shard in his pocket. He isn’t tired, though. Vio and Red are too excited to let Four sleep. Seems that they both really miss Shadow.. It’s sweet. It’s weird. I know why Vio misses Shadow but…Red? Shadow helped save us and Hyrule! I never,,,really got to thank him for that. Not to the extent I wanted, anyways. Also, he made Vio really happy! That he did. Do you two not miss him? I do sometimes. Sure, I don’t agree with anything he—or you—did, but…he was a part of us. He’s not the worst person we’ve ever met. That would be Tingle. Agreed. Four shook his head, a soft smile on his lips. …he likes when the colours get along. It’s rarer than he’d like. He also likes when the colours are happy. It’s also rare for them to all be happy at the same time, and they’ll not admit to it, but he can feel they’re all happy now. Shutting his eyes, Four drifted off into sleep. For the next few days, Four was practically vibrating from excitement. He can’t wait to get to his era. Legend hadn’t noticed that the shard had been stolen, not yet anyways. If he has, he hasn’t mentioned it. “You seem awfully excited recently, smith. Something happen?”Warriors glanced at Four, smirking slightly in amusement as he watched the smaller man bouncing on the spot. “Am I? I hadn’t noticed.” Vi, I swear to the goddesses, stop making us sound smart. I am sorry “You’re bouncing in place like a chuchu, Four.”Wild called over, laughing. “Has it got anything to do with the mirror shard you stole from me?”Legend snapped, and the

chain fell silent. Four stopped moving, staring at Legend. “Wh…What? I didn’t—” “I know it was you. You were the only person who knew where that was—hell, you’re the only person who even knew I had it.” Oh no! He’s mad— Good for him. He can stay mad. This shard is not and was never his. “It isn’t yours!”Four blurted out. Vio…breathe— Shut. Up. “It was never yours to take.” “It’s been mine for the last ten years.”Legend glared at Four. “What makes you think you can steal from me?” “Legend, I am trying very hard to stay as calm as I can be. I have been looking for this last shard for a year. I’m not apologising or giving it back.” “Four, you stole from Legend?”Wind blinked, looking at him. “Yes.”He stated bluntly. “I stole the shard back.” “Give it back and all is forgiven—” “I hate to interrupt this.”Sky spoke up. “But…portal!” Oh thank you Hylia..saved by the portal “I’m glad you interrupted.”Four shrugged. “I would have killed Legend.” “Hey, you stole from me, I get to be pissed at you!” “Oh, shut up! This isn’t even yours—” “Both of you stop it.”Time snapped gently, causing the two to go silent. One by one, the chain headed through the portal without another word. “Anyone recognize it?”Twilight mumbled. Four blinked a couple times, sitting up. They’re right outside the castle. His era’s castle. Oh, I hope the princess didn’t see us fall on our face. She has seen us do worse. She’s the one that caught Vio stuck in a tree that one time. Vio was what?? Vio was caught in WHAT?! Ugh. “Well, that’s my era’s castle.”Four mumbled. “So safe bet—my era.”He laughed, standing up. “Great.”Wild grinned. “C’mon! Let’s go wander around the town!” “You guys do that. I’ll catch up later, I’m gonna go see Dot first.”Four smiled, quickly heading off before he could be questioned. He, instead, walked right past the other knights and ignored Dot, heading upstairs. I thought we were seeing Dot? No. I think we should split. I agree. Is that a good idea? …yes. You’ll see why. First, let’s get to my room. Four headed over to Vio’s room in the castle, shutting the door gently behind him before drawing the four sword. In a flash of light, Four split into the colours once again. “Why did we need to split?”Red tilted her head, curious. “Because none of you can patch this mirror up, only I can. I’m the one with the magic, remember?” “Ah…right.”Green mumbled, sitting on the floor. “Is your room always so dark..?” “Open your damn curtains every once in a while, geez.”Blue grumbled, giving Vio a look. “I like the darkness. It’s comforting.”Vio shrugged. “...Vi?” “Yes, Red?” “Is that…an ashtray?” “...moving on.”Vio sighed, sitting down in front of the dark mirror. This is the final piece. Vio will finally get Shadow back. “How do you usually do this anyways?”Red smiled, kneeling next to her sibling. “Can I help?” “Well, you could hand me that knife over there.” “A knife? Why?”Red hummed, but got up and gave faer the knife anyways. “My blood is that of a…darker being. My blood is how I connect the shards to the mirror to complete it. Think of it as…magic glue.” The other three sat to the side, watching Vio work. “You know,”Vio started, cutting into faer wrist—close enough to still be the wrist, but not close enough to hit a vein—as fae spoke. “Most of my scars are the result of me piecing the mirror back together.” “Does that not hurt?” “...Green? Remember who you’re talking to.” “Huh? Oh! Right. Sorry. Dumb question, in hindsight.” Vio smiled, taking the mirror shard out of faer pocket. “For anyone else, yes, it would hurt.”Fae gently fitted the mirror shard into place, dropping some of faer blood onto the surface. They fell silent, watching as the cracks in the mirror were filled and made the mirror whole again. “Here goes nothin.”Vio smiled, and reached forward. As the mirror seemed to look liquid, faer hand went into the mirror, searching. Vio felt around for a bit, before seeming to find what fae was looking for. Shadow’s hand. Gently, Vio tugged and tugged until the shade fell out of the mirror and into Vio’s arms. Vio just watched and waited

for Shadow, a smile forming on faer face. …they haven’t seen Vio smile in a long time. “Mh…Vio?”Shadow…hasn’t opened his eyes yet. “How did you know?” A deep inhale, before the shade grinned. “You still smell like old books…and smoke? That’s a new one.” Vio winced. “I…pick up bad habits sometimes, you know how it is.” “You smoke now?”Shadow finally, finally blinked his eyes open, dark crimson eyes staring up at cool lavender ones. “It’s only when stressed.”Vio assured, stroking Shadow’s face. “Hylia…I can’t believe it. You’re really back..” “Well, duh, you fixed the mirror.” “Well, yes, but…I wasn’t…I wasn’t confident it would work.” Another pause, before Shadow focused on something else. “What on earth did you do to your hair?” Blue let out a snort, and Vio laughed. Red giggled. “We decided to grow it out! What d’ya think?” “I think it looks dumb.”Shadow stuck his tongue out. “Must suck to be wrong.”Vio coughed out, gripping Shadow’s hand. “Oh, I’m wrong am I?” “Naturally,”Vio teased, still smiling. “We’re all happy to see you, Shadow, but…”Green trailed off, glancing at their sword. The other three seemed to understand, and nodded. “Okay. Shade, we’re gonna have to go back to being Link, okay?”Vio mumbled. “Already?”Shadow whined. “I just got back—”Shadow started, getting cut off as Vio kissed him. “I promise we’ll split again when we can.”Vio stated after pulling back, and helped Shadow up. “You promise?” “I promise.”Vio hummed, picking up faer sword. “Hey Vio?” “Yeah, Shade?” “I love you.” Vio smiled again. “I love you too.” After Shadow and Vio had their moment, the four colourful heroes gently raised their swords together and became one again. Four feels whole again, now he has his shadow back.

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hyetiny · 3 years

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c// fem!reader, sex worker hongjoong, detective reader, mentions of murder and crime, bratty hongjoong, joong small cock <3, humiliation kink, oral (f receiving), degradation (use of slut), dumbification, yay for protected sex

you weren’t at all fond of the dingy, dim hotel you found yourself in front of - it smelled of damp decay, and had only one flickering light in front of the entrance. nonetheless, it was essential to be here for the case.

you never enjoyed working homicides, having to look into the depraved faces of killers as they more often than not showed no remorse. with a sigh and a silent prayer, you walk into the motel.

when you show him your badge, the person working the register wordlessly handed you a key with “room 117″ messily scribbled onto it. the climb up four flights of stairs isn’t fun, but finally you unlock the door hastily, wanting to get this over and done with.

as expected, there on the bed is a rather stunning young man. he has sharp yet youthful features, heavy makeup and is only wearing a robe. it’s obvious he has nothing on underneath it. you don’t miss the “do me” eyes that cross his eyes when you enter the room - it’s all an act, you think.

“you can put the money on the table.” he says after a short silence.

“100 for the hour?” he nods. you rummage around your pocket, putting said amount on the table next to you. if you landed a conviction, you’d be getting the money back anyway.

“you can keep your robe on.” you say, getting seated on the bed a safe distance away from him.

a smirk crosses his face. “oh, you want to play with me a little bit first?” his voice changes drastically - it’s more seductive.

you shake your head. “that’s not why i’m here. last night a man was killed, and if my sources are correct, you’re the last person he saw.”

the man pauses, looking at you as though waiting for you to continue.

“i need to you to tell me everything that happened last night.” you state.

he pauses again. “alright.”

“your full name, please?”

“kim hongjoong.”

“okay hongjoong, so what happened when you met up with mr lee last night?”

hongjoong sighs. “well he paid for three hours. he was married, so he paid me extra to stay quiet about it. he was actually really good at sex, he had me in at least five different positions and his cock was massi-”

“relevant details only, please.” you shudder.

hongjoong rolls his eyes. “anyway, he told me he had somewhere to be after, so he wanted to relieve some stress before he went.” you jot down the important detail.

“did he tell you where?”

“he said it was an important meeting at a club down the street.”

you nod. “thank you, hongjoong. we’ll be in contact if we need anything else.”

you start to get up, but he clears his throat. “you paid for the full hour. why don’t you use up the time instead of wasting your money?”

you raise an eyebrow. naturally you assumed that he would want to keep the hour for himself.

“i haven’t had any clients today so i’m feeling a little... pent up.” he continues. “and you look like you could use some stress relief.”

it catches you off guard. you curse yourself for thinking about it - he was right, you did technically have the next hour to do whatever you wanted until you had to get back.

without a word, you begin to unbutton your button up shirt.

“this is strictly casework, got it?” he nods, grinning like a child who just got a jar of candy.

“i’ll make it well worth your time, detective”. he whispers into your ear before nipping on it, catching you off guard.

you weren’t fond of his cocky attitude - it spurred a desire within you to put him in his place.

“off.” you say, pulling at the fabric holding his robe together. he obeys, revealing the expanse of his tan skin, taking notice of every little mole, every little birthmark, every small scar that decorates his skin. but of course, what catches your attention is his hard cock, smaller than average and flushed pink at the tip.

“is this supposed to make me feel good?” you ask, wrapping a hand around the short length. to your amusement, your hand comes up more than is necessary when you jerk him off. it only adds to the humiliation.

“don’t judge before you try it, sweetheart.” he says, not affected by the snide comment at all. “besides, it’s not the only thing i can use to make you feel good.”

at this point you’re only stripped of your shirt, while hongjoong is stark naked. although he lets out pleasured moans, he pulls your hand off his cock and implores you to lay down. he scooches down on the bed, laying down on his tummy and to your surprise, hooks his hands around your panties underneath your pencil skirt. you gasp in surprise, feeling exposed now that he could see your wet pussy.

“hm, you’re a lot of talk for someone who’s already so wet for me.” he giggles. as though to accentuate his point, he runs a finger up your folds and brings it up to his lips.

“oh, you taste divine.” he whispers. “you’ll let me be greedy, right?”

with that, he pulls your skirt up your thighs and wastes no time in licking a stripe up your core, earning a loud moan. his lips suction around your clit, his tongue peeking out to repeatedly stimulate the bud. a finger comes up to tease your entrance.

“f-fuck, hongjoong-” you cry out, already feeling close to your high. “s-stop or i’ll-”

he takes mercy on you, pulling off when your legs start to shake around his head.

“i should have gotten you to sit on my face, you have the sweetest pussy i’ve ever tasted.” he says. you roll your eyes, thinking he must say that to every single person he eats out.

looking at the ticking clock on the wall, you look him straight in the eye. “you have thirty minutes to fuck me until i forget my own name.”

it clearly affects him, because he gulps and nods. he rummages around the bedside table, pulling out a box of condoms and shaking the box until one falls out - clearly the last one in the box. he wastes no time in quickly putting it on before lining himself up with your entrance.

“any day now would be good.” you say angrily. it doesn’t slip your notice that he pushes into your core with more force than necessary.

“fuck, such a tight pussy. no one’s fucked you properly in a while, huh?” he growls into your ear. he’s right - you shouldn’t have judged him, because his cock still manages to fill you up perfectly. it only gets better when his hand meets your clit, and he immediately sets an aggressive pace, ramming into you and perfectly hitting your g-spot with the way his cock curves into it.

“holy shit, fuck joong!” a garbled mess of curses and hongjoong’s name is the only thing you can manage to get out as he only speeds up, letting out pretty, low moans of his own and speaking nothing but pure filth into you ear.

“gosh, you’re such a slut aren’t you? needing a good fuck while you’re on the job?” in your fucked out state of mind, you don’t bother to remember the fact that he was the one who asked for sex. instead you just blindly nod, agreeing with everything he says.

“oh, look at you going all dumb for me. are you gonna cum, my dumb little detective?” you nod again, your moans only getting higher the closer you get to your orgasm.

“i-i’m-” it’s the only warning he gets when your pussy spasms around him, your hips grinding against his harsh pace as you reach your high. it’s enough to spur his orgasm as well, a groan leaving his lips as he empties into the condom.

you both take a minute to catch your breaths before he pulls out, taking off the condom, tying it and throwing it in the bin.

“so, do you feel any better?” he asks when you come back from using the bathroom.

“much better.” you smile, getting dressed and making your way to the door. “thanks, hongjoong.”

“hey.” he speaks up. “take the money back.”

you turn to face him, and shake your head. “think of it as a generous tip.”

a cute pout graces his lips. “i usually have to fake my moans and pretend to enjoy it, but you were really something else.” he says.

“in that case, we can meet up again to compensate.” you say with a smile, which he returns.

“i’d like that.” he replies. “i’ll see you around then, y/n.” and with that you leave, weak in the knees and your head filled with thoughts of the pretty blonde boy.

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vargaslovinghours · 3 years

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Vargas Playlist Part II (Part I)

Honey I’m Home - GHOST

Final Chapter - Snake City

Empty - Boyinaband & Jaiden Animations

Beauty and the Beast - Disney (covered by Chase Holfelder)

I want you to want me - Cheap Trick (covered by Chase Holfelder)

Toxic - Britney Spears (covered by Casey Beeves)

Devil’s Backbone - The Civil Wars

Stand by You - Rachel Platten

Monster - KIRA (covered by Aruvn)

Kitchen Fork - Jack Conte

The Mind Electric - Miracle Musical

Manipulate - Nathan Sharp

(And more talking under the cut)

Honey I’m Home

Religious imagery and familial rejection and abuse ahoy! I’ve already doodled Scriabin with a moth chained to his hand (and Moth Edgar lol), but he obviously suits the spider just as well. The droning repetition suits Edgar too, especially since it’s centered around repression of thoughts and wants. That vivisection could be a lot of things, “Done by God for all to see” makes me tempted to pin it to Scriabin and Edgar’s separation.

Final Chapter

I mentioned briefly in my first set of tags that I liked this song for juuuust After Scriabin gets his own body. “For a second let’s forget and pretend” feels very much like how they want to act, they want to have what they had even though they never can again - “Never thought we’d come to an end” is the first line! Wanting to hold each other, like nothing happened; especially Edgar, but Scriabin too. I think it could pair well with You Can’t Live Like This as well, they’re trying so hard not to turn that page!

Empty

Like I said the first time I mentioned this song, I’m still a little conflicted including such a personal song, but there are so many weirdly appropriate lines that it feels unavoidable to add it to my list. Since it talks about a voice arriving, it lines up almost perfectly with their relationship before they started being weird about each other, terribly hate filled. “Fill up on water and shame” and “Convince myself I’m in control and it’s not all the voice that makes me sick” especially stick out to me, as well as “empty” as a theme, Edgar’s mindscape is so blank! (Also if you watch the behind the scenes, there’s red yarn which is weird :0)

Beauty and the Beast

Well that’s a bit obvious, isn’t it lol. I only really started to consider it because of the minor key though, the way the tone twists and shifts with the new notes and mixing, ah it’s lovely. I especially like the way “Barely even friends, then somebody bends unexpectedly” hits, they’re always surprising each other! Bittersweet and strange indeed.

I want you to want me

Yet more minor key covers, yay. I was originally going to tie this one to mainfic, most specifically Edgar’s desire to get home from work to see Scriabin heh, but now there’s some interesting new layers with Manual Override, especially Scriabin trying to convince Edgar and himself. Scriabin is Scriabin no matter what though, so he’s always going to push for what he wants, in every context!

Toxic

A bit on the nose perhaps ♪ I think my mind was wandering while I was thinking about Once Again and it landed just long enough on this song to desperately want to give it a relisten, and whoops ♪ For whatever reason, Edgar drinking from “the Devil’s cup” really stood out as a strong image to me, either from his visit to Hell or redirecting those feelings onto Scriabin. Somehow this version really gives the vibe of them fully permeating each other, hateful and desiring and hard to pick apart.

The Devil’s Backbone

On recommendation, I have indeed added this one to my personal playlist! I was surprised, I’m usually so picky with my music but I could not stop listening to it. It fits Edgar/Nny so well! That said, I can see Scriabin stealing a line as well now, “Somewhere between a hangman’s knot and three mouths to feed” with Edgar’s new life situation of Nny’s threat of death and living with Scriabin and Todd. The bridge is still completely Edgar tho, that absolute desperation is so good.

Stand By You

Ngl, I almost cried listening and recontextualizing this one, the line “If your wings are broken, borrow mine so yours can open” just- agh. Also they never got to walk through Hell together so it only half works but I’ll take it! Probably especially relevant to the final chapter of You Can’t Live Like This, their little discussion sitting on the floor, pledging their lives to each other again fdjsalkfdsf

Monster

I can’t but imagine a bouncy Scriabin gloating about how he was made, “Feed me your negativity, talk some more about me ♪” Too bad it’s Monster rather than Demon eh! “I see how you’re going crazy, always thinkin’ ‘bout me” works rather well too, there’s a lot of lines that suit him! He’s so insufferable haha. The bridge is quite good too, “It could’ve been so different between us, then you went and messed everything up.” He’s always blaming Edgar!

Kitchen Fork

I’ve wanted something of Jack Conte’s for a while now, there’s so much chaotic energy in all his songs. I feel like this one and Bloody Nose both really suit Violation, there’s a really lovely disjointed energy, though I think Kitchen Fork works more generally. “Wake from the scar” and “Save us from our own two heads” are both really great lines for Edgar especially, and the rising violins are so unnerving.

The Mind Electric

I drew to this one quite early but it wasn’t until I started thinking about it a bit harder that I realized just how well it works, especially with Diaryfic/Hospitalfic. Much like with Stay, I can imagine this one working well as an animatic, it’s all very evocative of imagery. Would Scriabin be the “Lord” or would the doctors? Hmm. “Doctor, I can’t tell if I’m not me” continues to be a great line for both of them.

Manipulate

Nate needs to stop with making literally every song so adaptable, I can’t keep giving away my heart like this. Another song that switches POV from verse to verse, starting with Edgar and then with Scriabin: “Find somebody else to call your home.” “You stab me in the back and then you make demands! You say it’s only you? I got another plan.” “Maybe you could torture someone else.” “Maybe I don’t have the strength to follow you Hell.” I cry okay. I can’t just list all the lyrics, they’re all too good.

#💟#I basically have enough songs in my Tentative pile that I could make a part 3 almost immediately but mmmmm #This one took long enough lol I had all the songs picked out literally days after Manipulate was first published #Months!! Darn focus |P #I think that only one that really has an argument is Fear and Delight by the Correspondents since it's moved off and on that list thrice #At first I was like ''Maybe?'' and then I was like ''Nah'' but then Once Again came out and I was like ''Perhaps???'' Lol #Anyway #Yet more YT links! Enjoy the jankiness ♪#I relistened to all of them again and some of the imagery goodness me #I kinda can't believe it took me this long to start adding minor key covers to my list lol #Minor key gives great spooky vibes I would've thought I'd pick that out immediately but nope #Also tangentially related - the YT channel that introduced me to Final Chapter - Philosophy Tube - helped me push past a writing block #Might be seeing something related to that soooon :P #Some of her videos tho honestly I'm just like ''Oh I guess I'm thinking about Vargas now didn't expect that from a philosophy video''#It's happened at least a couple times now lol

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writefightandflightclub · 4 years

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Me appreciating you for Fanfic Writers’ Appreciation Day, but a day late, because I do everything late. Anyway... yay!

1. PLEASE LOOK DOWN THIS LIST (BELOW THE CUT) UNTIL YOU SPOT AN AUTHOR YOU’RE NOT FAMILIAR WITH

2. GO AND CHECK OUT THEIR STUFF

3. SCREAM AT THEM ABOUT HOW GREAT THEY ARE

4. SIGNAL BOOST THE HELL OUT OF THEIR STUFF

5. REPEAT STEPS ABOVE

Firstly, before we proceed to the list: I will have forgotten people, and for that I am so sorry (not in any way intentional)- I will come back and update if I spot someone I’ve missed. Secondly, for fic authors who weren’t tagged on Fic Writers’ Day, please keep doing what you’re doing! Putting your writing out there takes courage and I’m super proud of you. I’m so pleased we have your unique voice in the fandom, and I appreciate you.

Secondly, if you know an author who perhaps didn’t get as much love as they deserve (and don’t be afraid to self-hype) please send me an ask with a) their/your handle b) which fandom they/you write for (to be relevant to my page pls keep this to SW, Oscar, Pedro, MCU) c) why people should check them/you out and, if you like, which fic to start with, and I’ll do a shout-out.

Finally, if you aren’t a writer yet but you want to be, I believe in you! Please take the plunge! My inbox is always open to any aspiring writers who need encouragement to make that first post or start that first fic. I’ve been in your position, and believe me I’m in your corner. Happy to be your hype girl.

Reccing authors in Star Wars / Oscar / Pedro fandoms:

@okay-hotshot / Celeste is the loveliest human ever. She had me hooked from her first fic, which broke then healed my heart, and I’m so proud of her writing journey so far! Check her page out for Oscar character fics and the most magical, creative, immersive, touching, original Llewyn fic you could dream up: Wait for me.

@mandoplease where do I even start? Becca oozes talent and absolutely floors me every single time. The first fic I read was: The City Lights Can Wait (Santi x reader) and I was just blown away by the writing prowess. Gorgeous prose, mind blowing metaphors and descriptions. A personal fave is the Santi/Frankie threesome fic: Moving Day, but Fight Night also needs a mention. Check her out for Triple Frontier / Narcos / Star Wars characters.

@mylifeliterally Ok, Emma is an absolute gem of a human. Funny, welcoming and so supportive of other writers. Oh, and can be counted on for thots. I often rec the positively artful Triple Frontier gangbang fic (and now series) Team Building Exercise, but don’t overlook her other fics- I especially love: Just for Tonight, a two-part Santi fic. The Triple Frontier Queen, she is slowly dragging everyone into a pit of yearning along with her for every single one of those boys and we’re not even mad. Her writing is flawless and I cannot get enough. P.s. she has a refridgerator husband.

@tintinwrites I’ve already gushed at Caitlin today so I’ll keep it brief. Queen of Poe, and also branching out and excelling with everything she touches in Pedro fandoms too. I think I’ve read near everything on her masterlist and there are no wrong choices, but to pick out only a couple, which is a hard task, imma rec Forbidden Fruit and Fifty Ways to Kiss someone for Po, and Nothing Could be Finer for reader x Frankie x Santi.

@woakiees again, gushed at Hadley already so I’ll try and keep it chill here. Queen of angst and darkness, and of First Order Poe. Also love that she’s writing for Santi and Din now too. Caitlin says it best when she describes Hadley’s writing as like something from 1843 with a modern twist. Such a unique voice. Imma recommend Sanctified and So ruthless, Darling for Poe.

@iamthe-shadow-on-the-wall Abby! The range! You know I remind you on a bi-monthly basis how much Lonely Nights (Poe x reader) broke my heart and here we go again. You can do it all- fluffy, slow burn series (Call it what you want), heartbreaking angst and smut- your Blue Jones mob boss AU, Darkest Little Paradise? Wowzers. Plus, you’re a sweetie and I love when we scream at each other.

@darksideofclarke Clarke does so much for us all and just keeps giving. From the Sinful Sunday events to the incredible Follower Celebration, to setting up a whole side blog to extend the character takeovers?! Blessed with content! And Clarke’s fics?! Exquisite, and such a choice of characters from the Oscar fandom. I particularly love Now and Forevermore (Orestes); Bulletproof (Santi); Humbled (Blue); and ‘Til Death Do They Part (Mikael) but I could easily go on. Clarke you’re so talented. And you are a lovely human to boot!

@bluebellhairpin Nemo, you are a joy, and I won’t gush at you too much bc I already did that today, but I love what you’re putting out. You write for so many fandoms, which is so impressive, and you’re a fellow Poe hoe. I adore your series Fight or Flight, Rider, but you have so many cute one-shots and blurbs too e.g. Poe Dameron is an Idiot! Your audios give me life as well.

@spider-starry Carrie is so much fun and has been branching out a lot in her writing recently, which is great to see! I love Carrie’s 100 letter project in particular, for various Oscar characters, as well as this smutty Nathan NSFW Alphabet, which had me all in a tizz.

@aellynera (tag me in your stuff pls?) I love your drunk text series for Santi and Nathan and your Itsy Bitsy Spider headcanons made me howl! I’m so excited to see what you put out next! And I love that you also love Nathan :D

@anetteaneta already gushed at you today so I’ll keep it brief, but I’m so happy you’re sharing your writing! I loved your Sherlock series for Santi so much! And OMG wait, I didn’t see you’d written for Nathan until just now. Must catch-up. (Please tag me in any Oscar stuff you put out?)

@veuliee2 I need to catch-up on a lot of your fics to be fair (please tag me in stuff?) but you write Orestes so wonderfully and with so much heart that it blows me away (New Constellations). So few fics on him on this site and yours are a pleasure. Plus, you’re an all round lovely person! :o)

@thirsty-flygirl I don’t think you believe how good you are which makes me very sad to be honest. Because you’re amazing. You write Poe so spot on, so warm and goofy and a lovable sexy dumbass. Perfect. Your writing and dialogue makes me smile / laugh and you can somehow make it hot and soft all at once. I love your series Idiots in particular. (Please tag me in more of your stuff though as I worry I miss things you put out?). You’re great and I love having you here.

@twomoonstwosuns I really need to catch-up on your Poe series, Back to You but I really enjoyed the chapters I’ve read! (Please tag me in future Poe stuff?) You’re a star!

@absurdthirst I’m newish in the Pedro fandoms so still getting to grips with it, but have loved what I’ve seen so far and look forward to delving deeper (and there’s plenty to get stuck into!)!Most recently read the Ezra fic Healing which was beautifully and sensitively written (cw: for prior assault).

@damerondjarin Taylor is multi-talented and blesses us, tbh, with GIFs and writing. She’s currently in tumblr jail, but I strongly advise you check out all her stuff. I came for Santi fics and they did not disappoint (I can’t link to it but the latest Santi fic killed me and was a wonderul take on the “there’s only one bed” trope.

@damndamer0n you have a gift, Ty. I’m in awe and I don’t know how you do what you do. Your way with words is really something special. I bow. Gonna recommend Just Friends for Poe because this is such a warm and immersive (and hot) fic and so in character. But honestly all your stuff is perfect. I’ve read things for characters I’ve never heard of before because of you and have loved each and every one. (Like, really, what are your secrets, tell us?). Also gonna shout-out to your Ezra fic, Sunlight, beacuse the world-building and mood-building was lovely. Really memorable!

@mssr-cellophane I found your work recently through FinnPoe week and your glorious take on the The Jacket prompt (links to A03). Looking forward to reading more of your stuff (please feel free to tag me!) and surprised by how much I vibe with all your posts haha. Happy to follow you! :)

@yougottakeeponkeepinon AMANDA? Where do I begin and how do I stop? You’re such an important part of this site for me. I think you’re wonderful as a person and I love your writing too. Miscommunication (First Order! Poe) is off the scale brilliant, and then you blew me away with your latest Santi fic, Eavesdropping, but honestly, I’ve never read anything of yours I didn’t love, from goofy Poe to soft soft Llewyn (I love Away from the Sun). I WANNA YELL AT YOU YOU’RE JUST THE BEST.

@poesflygirl Nat is a ball of energy and that comes across in her writing. Nat, you write with such verve and energy and defo have a unique voice. You write the angstiest angst and fluffiest fluff and you also write action and dialogue so well. Your fics have a ton of unexpected turns and are unpredictable, and you have loads of unique ideas which are really fresh and different to read. You don’t seem to believe how good you are, which makes me sad tbqh. I love when I see a tag pop up and get to read something new from you! In particular love your Poe series, You and Paging a Heart, and these Poe one-shots: Just another Benduday Night and Truth or Dare.

@starryeyedstories NOVA. You are pure sunshine. You spread so much positivity and you’re the loveliest human. Your are the Queen of softness and fluff and for comforting and beautifully written fics. Your series, Across the Hall,has taken us all on such a wonderful journey and I don’t want it to ever end. It’s like my happy place! Each chapter is practically a hug with words. Your Din one-shot All of Me is so romantic as well!

@softpedropascal I’m newish in Pedro fandoms but softpedropascal writes wonderfully for Frankie. The dedication to the character is evident, and characterisation wonderful- I can’t wait to read more: Masterlist

@rzrcrst okay, you may know rzrcrst for Pedro fics (which are wonderful) but she also recently started writing for Tony Stark and I’m so happy! 😀🧡 (Fun fact- her url is also the reason I couldn’t spell Razor Crest properly when I finally started writing for Din). She’s currently taking a well-earned tumblr break but fics are still up on Ao3- linked in profile.

@writefasttalkevenfaster Please tag me in any of your Star Wars stuff as I swear I keep missing things and I don’t mean to! Masterlist

@galaxy-of-stories Maddie, I keep missing things you post but you’re lovely and your writing is awesome. I love your Poe series Over and Over and I think I’ve just spotted a new chapter to catch-up on so lucky me! :D

@who-talks-first Billie, my lovely friend! You’re wonderful to have around on this hellsite. Your dedication to supporting writers in these fandoms is unparelled and you’re an absolute sweatheart, as well as super fun to chat to and thirst with. You have certainly made my experience on this site so much better! And also, your writing? Excuse me? So good. Your Poe fic, The Torture of Small Talk With Someone You Used to Love? Sublime! And the Poe, Naked, Dripping, Locked? So funny! You definitely have a unique style and your writing can be simultaneously edgy, poetic, and moving. ILY!

@xxidontwikeitxx Hope you don’t mind being included, as you haven’t posted your work, but you ARE a writer, and I’m so happy you’ve recently started creating! Again, hope you don’t mind me saying, but I had the pleasure of reading your Marcus Pike blurb, and it’s was so soft and lovely. I really hope - when/if you’re comfortable- you decide share your work, and if not, I hope you keep enjoying the process! Would leave to read more from you in the future!

@shakespeareanwannabe is writing such a heartfelt Santi x OC story (find it here) with sublime characterisation of both Santi and Frankie, AS WELL AS seriously well-rounded and compelling OCs / supporting cast. This series is a key contributor for me falling down a Frankie rabbit role, and my First Dates fic likely wouldn’t exist without it! So excited for more!

Also shoutout to @ollypopp @milleniumvalcon @justrunamok @yourbucky084 who are delightful beings and whose writing I need to catch-up on!I look forward to it!

#this took me shockingly long to compile i need a nap #the talent on this hellsite #writer appreciation #star wars fics #oscar isaac fics #pedro pascal fics #poe dameron x reader #santiago pope garcia x reader #llewyn davis x reader #din djarin reader #fic rec #fic recs #frankie morales x reader #nathan bateman x reader #the loveliest humans

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Fic writer review

I got tagged for the thing by @picnokinesis ! Yay!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

Twenty eight. There are a fair few older fics that never made the transition though.

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

173,909 and counting

3. How many fandoms have you written for?

Loosely six fandoms on AO3 (bundling things like the various MCU properties together as one, for example). That would probably go up to eight or nine fandoms if you included stuff that didn’t make it onto AO3.

4. Top 5 fics by kudos?

My MCU stuff blows everything else completely out of the water, in kudos terms... 1. A.I.s and Lullabies (MCU) - 11,407 kudos. Aka, the Weirdly Popular Kidfic, this was as a meme fill that got out of control. This story makes an absolute mockery of the stats on every other story I’ve ever shared. Partly I think this was timing - I wrote this in the early days of the first “Avengers” movie, right when people were starting to really latch on to this whole “shared universe” concept.

2. A Digital Model of Mortality (MCU) - 1,368 kudos. Another impulse-written MCU story about Tony’s emotionally traumatised robot family. Clearly, I was not the only person who had a lot of feelings about robots.

3. The Healing Properties of Felt Tip Pens (MCU) - 1,041 kudos. I’m actually still a little bit pleased with how this one worked out. It was also a meme-fill, but Bruce and Steve turned out to have this gently fraternal dynamic that I just adored.

4. Jumping the Uncanny Valley (MCU) - 915 kudos. Even more Tony-and-his-robot-family feels... I really had a thing going there for a while! This one was responding to the loss of JARVIS and the arrival of Vision, and how messed up that made me (I mean Tony. Tony was the messed up one).

5. Build My Kingdom on a Fault Line (Sherlock) - 770 kudos. Finally, we make it out of the MCU! This one is substantially Mystrade (but written by me so it’s still extremely tame), with a whole backstory for them and everything. The Mystrade community may not be the major one in the fandom, but they’re very generous in their interactions.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why/why not?

So much! I love talking to people about my head canons so much. If someone is brave enough to comment on something I wrote, you can bet I’m responding to them!

6. A fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Hmm. Originally, it would have probably been AIs and Lullabies (MCU), but I got so much angst back from my readers about the original ending that I wrote an epilogue to make it less miserable in the end. (The readers were right, it worked much better with the hopeful ending than the genuinely miserable one). Now, it’s probably See What Remains (X-Men First Class), but that’s just because it was a fill-in-the-gap story set between the first and second movies, and the second movie started in a really sad place.

7. Do you write crossovers?

I don’t think I ever have. No particular reason, I’ve just never felt the urge?

8. Ever received hate on a fic?

Not outright hate, no. I got some very disapproving comments at the end of the penultimate chapter of AIs and Lullabies, but they forgave me post-epilogue (mostly)

9. Do you write smut?

Hard no. I don’t even read smut. It would be a disaster. Can you imagine? Urgh.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don’t think so? I’m not really precious about it though, so I’ve never really checked.

11. Ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Both Build My Kingdom on a Fault Line and A.I.s and Lullabies were translated into Chinese (independently, by different volunteer translators, both with my blessing). I have a feeling some of my shorter fics were as well, but I can’t remember which ones. I love my Chinese speaking readers!

12. Have you ever co-written a fic?

Am currently doing so, in fact! Not published yet, but soon!

13. All time fav ship?

All time? Oh geez... My ships come and go with the shows I’m obsessing about, so it’d have to be from a show that I’ve returned to over and over again I guess. That would probably make it either Julian/Jadzia (DS9) or Jack/Doctor (Doctor Who).

14. WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Not sure I have anything long enough to really count as a WIP that would fall into this category. I have lots of plot outlines

15. Writing strengths?

One-on-one character dynamics, mostly as they relate to comfort scenarios, but occasionally to fluff. It my thing, and I have practiced it a lot!

16. Writing weaknesses?

Extended action scenes, and anything even smut-adjacent. Describing people physically doing complicated stuff is hard!

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

I mostly avoid it. If I do it at all, it needs to be plot relevant, and shouldn’t require a translation for the story to work. I dislike the pattern where someone speaks in another language, only to have the author editorialize in the translation.

18. First fandom you wrote for?

My earliest AO3 fic is for X-Men FC, but I was in loads of fic communities before AO3 existed. Earliest shared fic was probably for Stargate SG1 back in the mid 2000s, and earliest fic ever would have been (amusingly,) Doctor Who - an adventure for Romana and K9 that I wrote when I was eleven.

19. What’s your fav fic you’ve written so far?

My fav is normally whichever one I wrote most recently... But actually, it’s probably Build My Kingdom on a Fault Line. It actually managed a solid plot line, complete with mysteries and clues and plot twists and all, the character dynamics were complex but believable, and the resolution was so neat. If only it had been in a larger fandom....

I’m pretty sure most of the people I’d tag have already been tagged, and I hate to presume, but if you’re reading this and you want to play along then please imagine that I have tagged you!

#tagging game #fic

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chungledown-bimothy · 4 years

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Keep Talking, Oh, Keep Talking

So, I know it’s been FOREVER since I posted any writing, and that’s mostly because I was working on this @sanderssantas fic for @mewithanie! So sorry about how long it’s been, and hopefully I’ll be posting things again slightly more often lol

I had so much fun writing this! Happy holidays, mewithanie! <3

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Summary: Patton and Virgil were deliriously in love and didn’t think they could get any happier. Enter Logan, Virgil’s tutor.

Warnings: alcohol use, slight intoxication.

Pairing(s): established moxiety into analogicality

Word Count: 2,647 (plus 2 fake-texts images)

Tag List: @ren-allen @ccecode @emo-sanders-sides-loving-unicorn @ilovemygaydad @bloodropsblog @funsizedgremlin @raygelkitty @roxiefox23 @thomasthesandersengine

Patton loved his boyfriends. He loved them so much that sometimes, when he thought about them, his heart would race, his knees would go weak, and his head would spin. Especially since Logan joined the relationship.

Patton and Virgil met the first day of college, in their shared psychology class. It wasn't long until they started dating, and a year later, they moved in together. Patton had known for years that he was polyamorous, but he kept that to himself, because he was blissfully happy with Virgil, and it was never relevant. Until the second semester after they moved in together, that is.

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Eight Months Ago

Fifteen minutes later, Virgil walked through the front door of the apartment and was immediately caught in a bear hug.

"Well hello to you too," Virgil laughed, despite his terrible mood.

"What, a guy can't be excited to see his favorite stormcloud?" Patton looked up at him, his expression just a little bit too innocent.

"Patton, what did you do?" Virgil questioned, remembering the cupcake tower Patton made the night before their first set of final exams together and the time he came home from his first therapy session to find the living room covered in fairy lights.

"Nothing major; I promise. Come look!" Patton took him by the hand and practically dragged him into the kitchen. "See? Just a lasagna. Let's eat while you tell me about your meeting and this mysterious Logan guy."

Virgil got a couple plates and served the lasagna as he started talking. "Turns out, he's in my class. I've mentioned front-and-center-nerd before, yeah?" Patton laughed.

"Dresses more professionally than the teacher, kinda cute but also seems stuck up?"

"Yep, that's the guy. He's a lot chiller than I thought he'd be. Anyway, we're gonna meet after class every Wednesday for the rest of the semester."

"I'm sure it's gonna go great!"

Five Months Ago

"Hi, I'm Patton! Nice to meet you; Virgil has said such wonderful things about you!" Patton half-yelled over the music playing at the bar.

"Oh, erm, hello. I am Logan, although clearly you already knew that. Virgil has spoken highly of you as well." Logan fought the impulse to adjust his tie. Patton opened his mouth to say something else, but Virgil arrived with their drinks, passing them out as he sat down.

"Alright, we've got a whiskey neat for Logan, some IPA that the bartender recommended for you, Pat, and a rum and Coke for me. Honestly, though, Patton, I don't get how you can drink those. I had a sip of yours on my way over, and it was awful."

Patton laughed. "Yeah, they're not for everyone, but I like 'em! And it's hard to drink too many of them, unlike your drinks, so I don't get super drunk- my tolerance is garbage. Anyway," he continued with a mock glare at his boyfriend, "we aren't here to make fun of the way I drink, we're here to celebrate Virgil!" He raised his glass.

"Indeed. It has been an honor working with you this past semester, Virgil, and I am proud to see your hard work pay off," Logan added, raising his glass as well.

Virgil blushed and refused to look at either of them. "I barely got a B+, that's hardly a reason to celebrate," he mumbled.

"Falsehood. Truthfully, when we began working together, I doubted that you would be able to achieve higher than a C. You worked incredibly hard, not only on the subject matter, but on how you approached studying. Your dedication is truly inspiring."

"Hear hear! Virge, I know how hard this class has been on you. You've worked that cute butt of yours off for it, and that alone deserves celebration, even before you take into account how much that hard work paid off! But if it helps, we can call this a general post-finals celebration, okay?" Patton was rewarded with a grateful smile.

"You guys deserve to be celebrated too. Logan, you have been so incredibly patient with me; I know that I'm not exactly the most pleasant to be around when I get frustrated, so, thanks for sticking with me, I guess. And Pat, you've had my back since day one. I love you more than I could ever say, baby." He pressed a sweet kiss to Patton's cheek, and Logan was suddenly very interested in his drink.

"Loooogan has anyone told you how pretty you are?" Patton hit his hands on the table, almost knocking over the glass that once contained a strawberry daiquiri; he'd decided he wanted something sweeter after two beers.

"No no no no, the prettiest one here is Virgil. Those cheekbones have got to be illegal somewhere," Logan wasn't any more sober, two whiskeys in. "And his face when he's focusing on studying is just the cutest thing everrr."

"Oh I know! Have you seen him do the thing where he sticks his tongue out a little bit when he's really concentrating?" Patton was practically bouncing in his seat, continuing to be a danger to the glasses.

"Dear Newton yes! I had to excuse myself and get a drink of water the first time I saw him do it."

"Wait, that's why you left? I thought it was because you were getting frustrated with how long it was taking me to get it!" Virgil chimed in, astonished.

"Sounds like he was some sort of frustrated alright," Patton muttered.

"Look. We all know that Virgil is an incredibly attractive man, and I am a simple homosexual. That said, Patton, I apologize for the… less than appropriate thoughts I may have had before I knew that he was in a relationship at all, let alone one as objectively adorable as yours."

Patton giggled. "No worries, Lolo! Like you said, my man is an entire three-course meal, and it would be silly of me to hold natural, human thoughts against you! And besides, you weren't the only one in those study sessions with some interesting thoughts, right Virgey?"

"Oh my god Patton I cannot believe you just said that!" Virgil hid his flaming blush behind his hands.

"Oops! Sorry, V!"

"You- you're okay with that? Your boyfriend and a stranger having lewd thoughts about each other?" Logan asked.

"Well yeah! I'm not the jealous type, and I trust Virgil. What's important to me is open and honest communication, and he told me about his attraction to you almost immediately. Plus, in all honesty, I found it kinda hot, especially once he showed me a picture of you."

Logan looked to Virgil and raised an eyebrow. Virgil game the same look to Patton, who, after a moment of confusion and then realization, nodded slightly and leaned back in his chair. Once Patton gave his blessing, Virgil leaned in and kissed Logan, soft and unsure. After they separated, Logan approached Patton and, after receiving another nod of consent, pressed a similar kiss to his lips.

The next morning

"So… can we talk about what happened last night?" Patton asked sweetly over breakfast.

"Oh my god are you actually not okay with it? Patton, I'm so sorry I shouldn't have-"

"Hey, Virgil, no, I really did mean that it was okay. More than okay, even. In fact, I think now is a good time to tell you that I'm polyamorous. I had a lot of fun hanging out with Logan last night, and I'd like to get to know him better. And clearly you are both into each other. I love you so much, and I just want you to be happy. If you want to, I think at least a conversation with Logan about it couldn't hurt."

Virgil sat in silence, sipping his coffee occasionally, for several minutes before speaking. "Pat, I love you more than I can possibly say. I'm honestly not surprised that you're polyam; you have so much love to give. I, uh, I actually am too. So, uh, I guess I'll call Logan? See if he wants to get lunch or something?"

"Aww yay! Okay, I'm gonna go take a shower real quick." Patton kissed Virgil quickly on the cheek on his way out of the room.

Virgil took a steadying breath and took out his phone.

Logan straightened his tie and cleared his throat. "If I am understanding this correctly, you are both polyamorous and… wish for me to join your relationship?"

"Not so formally, but yeah? Last night, it was clear we all find each other hot. Which, like, duh, you're both gorgeous and sometimes I look pretty okay. Not now, Pat." Virgil preempted Patton's interruption without looking away from Logan. "I like you a lot, and I think you and Patton would also get along really well. So, uh, yeah, this is us asking you out. Not asking for any sort of commitment or anything, just hanging out and going on dates and stuff. You know, normal dating stuff. Just… with two of us."

"Only if you want to! And if you wanted to just date Virgil, I'd be completely okay with that too, but I had a lot of fun last night, and I'd love to get to know you better."

A tense moment of silence later, Logan spoke. "Let me begin by saying how flattered I am by your interest, both of you. While I am… inclined to accept your invitation to date both of you, I have never put much thought into my own feelings about polyamory for myself. Obviously, it is a completely normal and rational thing; my hesitation is in how I might fit into your so well-established relationship. Additionally, feelings do not come easily to me, and I find them exceedingly frustrating trying to understand. I have been reliably informed that this makes me a poor romantic partner." He took a breath and adjusted his tie.

"I have noticed that you are both quite vocally and physically publicly affectionate with each other, and I wonder whether my reticence with such displays would leave you unhappy with me. I have historically struggled to show adequate affection to just one person; I cannot imagine I would be able to give you both the kind of affection you seem to crave. In short, while I would like to accept, I currently cannot see it ending in anything but significant emotional distress for all of us. I apologize, most sincerely."

"I think I can safely speak for both of us when I say that we appreciate your honesty," Patton began gently. "Can I address some of your points?" Logan gave him a confused look, but nodded. "Thank you! So, it seems like your big concern is that you're afraid your emotional reticence would in some way hurt us or leave us unsatisfied. Am I understanding that right?" He waited for another nod before continuing. "To be honest, Lo, that's just silly. Are you familiar with Gary Chapman's concept of love languages?" Logan shook his head.

"Chapman posited that there are five ways people experience and express love- gifts, quality time, acts of service, words of affirmation, and physical touch- and everyone prefers to give and receive one or two of them over the others. Mine is words of affirmation, and Virgil's is physical touch; that's why we are as outwardly affectionate as we are. Trying to force a partner to 'speak' your language and not their own is just going to make everyone unhappy; healthy relationships require everyone involved to understand what the others need and want. We would never try to force you into anything you aren't comfortable with. We want to date you, Logan, not some version of you that pretends to be something or someone you aren't. If you let us, we'd love to learn your love language and not ask or expect anything else of you."

"Also," Virgil chimed in, "as to your worry about how you'd fit? Not a worry at all. I love Patton so much, and his energy and positivity makes me feel so good most of the time, but sometimes it can be... a bit much. He's wonderful at giving me space when I want it, but I know that I'd enjoy having someone else around who's more grounded. On the other hand, I remember quite a few study sessions that got diverted by you going on a tangent about something you love. If you think that passion isn't something Patton is going to join you in, you're incredibly wrong. And I think that his energy will help draw you out of that thick shell of yours, while I'll always be a more down-to-earth realist with you. I think we'd all be great for each other, if you're willing to give us the chance to show you. Only if you want to, though. One word, and we'll shut up about it forever." He gave Logan an anxious smile.

"In the face of such reasonable responses to my concerns, I suppose I have no choice but to gladly accept." Virgil and Patton both silently melted at the pure joy in Logan's smile. Well, Virgil was silent. Patton let out a squeal of delight that only dogs could hear.

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Patton loved his boyfriends so much, just remembering the beginning of their story made him dizzy. Wait. No. Bad dizzy. I need to- he collapsed on the bathroom floor with a resounding THUD.

THUD

Virgil jumped out of his seat. "Logan? Patton??" he called as he ran from their bedroom to the living room.

"Patton? Virgil?" Logan shouted at the same time. They met in the living room.

"Shit, where's Patton? PATTON!" Virgil yelled.

"It sounded like it came from the bathroom." Logan had barely finished his sentence before they both started running. They skidded to a halt outside the closed door; Virgil knocked.

"Patton? Are you in there? Are you okay?"

Three seconds of silence later, Logan knocked. "Patton, we are coming in." They opened the door to find him collapsed on the floor.

"Patton, can you hear us? Patton??" Virgil fell to his knees, checking for breathing and a pulse. "He's got a weak pulse, but it's there, and he's breathing okay. I don't- what do we do, Lo?" Virgil's voice was barely more than a shaky squeak.

Logan, on the other hand, spoke with cool, detached clarity. "Assuming that Patton collapsed due to a loss of consciousness, he has been unconscious for approximately thirty seconds. If he is out for another minute, we will call 911. In the meantime, go get a glass of water and all the pillows from the living room. Quickly, Verge. We need to get him back." They locked eyes and saw mirrored concern and panic. Virgil turned and ran to the kitchen. He was back in 45 seconds, and found Logan holding up Patton's groggy, but conscious, head.

"Virgil, you're back. Excellent. Here, give me a couple of pillows." He tucked them under his head gently, while Virgil knelt down beside him and took his hand. Only then did he notice how much his own were shaking.

"Patton, are you okay? What happened?"

"Mmf, dunno. Got dizzy. Are you guys okay?" Patton mumbled.

"Patton, of- of course we are okay; you're the one who fell. We should get you into bed. Do you think you can stand?" Logan asked.

"I- I don't think so, not quite yet." Logan and Virgil once again met eyes in a silent conversation.

"Okay, Pat, knees up, I'm gonna carry you." With an ease that surprised and slightly aroused Logan, Virgil picked Patton up, placed a soft kiss to his forehead, and carried him to the bedroom. "Let's get you to bed, baby; we'll take good care of you. You're gonna be just fine," he said softly into Patton's hair.

Once they got him to bed, they tucked him in, Logan made chicken noodle soup for when Patton felt up to it, and they gave him all of the cuddles he could possibly want. Which is, of course, an unlimited amount.

#analogicality #moxiety #analogical #logicality #logan sanders #patton sanders #virgil sanders #my writing #sanders sides fanfiction

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alcego-writes · 4 years

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Words Written: 6,639

Projects:

Rules for Living in Winter - Officially getting into the relationship building for Bull and Ling, which means I’m finally going to get a good grip on both of their personalities. Oh the joy of zero drafting.

Scholar of the Shadow Kingdom - NOT an active WIP right now by any means, but I’ve begun think on the concept and I’ve gotta say... real excited for it. Wrote a few thousand words on concept “sketches” alone, which should say something.

Notes:

Hm. How to say this. I would like to have a body that is good and not bad. This is more relevant to today (Monday--after the week this is supposed to be for) with my RA acting up and my shoulder, hip, ankle, knee, and hands all ganging up on me, but it’s been pretty par for the course all week. Mostly mental health. Yay for dissociation.

Can’t wait to get a job that doesn’t suck and also isn’t in retail. Literally cannot wait. Get me out.

Both my cats are being SO needy, although with Pigeon this manifests in sprawling across my laptop/notes/desk and rolling around on me until I give her all my attention. Caleb just copes by being a dick.

Updates Tag List: @maxgraybooks @milkyway-writes @ladywithalamp

#updates #weekly writing update #Feb 10-16 #aj's adventures in writing

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unattainabledreams · 4 years

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THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥

Mun note: I’m gonna put this below the cut cause it’s a biiiig tag. But if you do read it, hmu honestly cause I’ve love to chatting.

And if you do it? Let me know! I love learning about people’s connection to their muses, new or old.

My muse is: canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO.

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK (Mixed impressions depending on who you ask and how you ask it I reckon.)

Are they underrated? YES / NO.

Were they relevant to the main story? YES / NO.

Were they relevant to the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO.

How’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon?

OG Canon, By default, up until Zack’s canonical death, I follow canon very muchly. (That doesn’t mean I’m not open to earlier plotted divergence though!) If the overall plot ends with death, then I’m alright with that, I love the handing on of the torch from Angeal to Zack to Cloud. My goal is to never minimize that. But for interactions beyond the end of Crisis Core, I have two particular verses that I absolutely adore based on already established lore and my own head-canons for how Zack would continue.

OG Canon Remake Canon, while it’s nice for options and I don’t mind it, on a technical front I think it weakens the ongoing plot for other characters who then wouldn’t have been forced to grow so much themselves. I enjoyed the remake, but regarding Zack it’s not my cup of tea. I’ll write remake by request, but it’s not my default.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutual.

His genuine care for those around him with unrelenting selflessness is both heartwarming -and heart-wrenching.

Zack’s journey from naivety about the world and events around him to recognizing the harm of the organization he’s been directly a part of. He grows in both substance and maturity as he’s increasingly forced to reckon with reality.

Chasing after an idea which is realized but not how he once imagined it.

While Zack is strong, he’s most certainly not the strongest. I enjoy playing with weakness.

Almost relentless optimism. How he pushes onward to continue trying to pick up the pieces. Additionally as such a genuine character and I hope that love comes through in my portrayal.

Look. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

But on a personal my muse front, despite my love for him I love putting him in situations where I get to break him down to build back up again because that’s his strength as a character.

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).

His early naivety and blind loyalty to ShinRa. (IMO tho, you gotta have a ‘from’ in order to have a ‘to’)

Puppy goofy himbo dummy. (At least, that’s how some people see him.)

Almost relentless optimism.

Some feel he draws away from Cloud’s story.

Just-

Look again.

What inspired you to rp your muse?

Have you ever had a time when you’re watching or playing something and there’s just a character you really identify with like, not just ‘oh, me’ - but beyond that in an almost scary way? For where I was in life and what I was going through, Zack was exactly that for me, and I fell in love with how kept pushing through.

So that was four years ago, and I RP’d him privately within friend groups. Said friends of course moved on from the fandom and I just quietly always wanted to come back to him, there were so many things I’d come up with that I hadn’t gotten to using yet in writing.

So late last year when a friend decided to get into FF7 I made my blog(s) to join them. :3 I did go on hiatus when 7R came out to avoid spoilers as I didn’t have access to a console through the lockdown in my country to play, but I’ve finally returned. (And now you have like a million blogs shgjfjkasghfd.)

What keeps your inspiration going?

On a personal note, Zack’s been an intrinsic part of my life for the past four years. Even when friend groups moved on from the fandom in waves coming and going, he’s never really gone from my life because I live in a fairly small country and he’s one of two cosplays I’m known for here in con/geek circles. (I’ve even Cosplayed him for an official event! <3)

On a writing front, honestly, as I said before, I love the way he keeps on keeping on no matter what’s thrown at him. I don’t want his journey to end. I want him to fall again and again but also to conquer those shortcomings and rise stronger.

That doesn’t have to make him the strongest in body, but in mind that makes him a personal hero for me at least so he’s forever an inspiration. Despite the labels applied to his dream, (See my URL) the pursuit as such defines him admirably.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice? YES / NO.

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO. (I have a terrible habit of keeping most of em in my head, but they do exist. I’m trying to get better at posting them casually. I know they're good at helping prospective RP partners work out openings for interactions. ;; )

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO. (Honestly this is usually what happens when I do try to do a HC post, It becomes a drabble incorporating it instead. Whoops?)

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your writing? YES / NO.

Are you a sensitive person? YES / NO.

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?

Criticism and Critique. Boy oh boy. That’s gonna be a pass, please.

Unsolicited criticism sucks. That’s not what I’m here for, nor many of us I expect. Miss me with that anxiety spike. I’ve done study in writing for films. I know a lot of technical stuff. But I also enjoy switching that off and allowing things to happen. I’m also a performer, and the the improvisational and spontaneous reactionary side is just as important as the plotted. I’m here for fun to explore what I want with other like minded people. Not for criticism.

‘Hey have you thought about ___’ - that’s okay. If we grow together, cool, that’s great! In fact, it kinda leads into the next question.

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?

Yeeee! Please. Just be aware I’m sometimes slow with my inbox though I am getting better at this!

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?

Unless it’s something that clashes between our two muses like a death or lack-thereof, or important shared-background things that needs discussing, I don’t think there’s much reason for it to be brought up. My headcanons exist for the general purpose of ‘without outside influence, this is my default.’ - that’s it. Sometimes they just aren’t relevant.

If it’s simply ‘I don’t like this this idea’ see the next answer.

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?

If someone does, please don’t tell me. You can go write him yourself or find another closer to how you perceive him. My portrayal is my own, and I don’t need to conform to your idea of what Zack would do or say. Neither of us need to waste energy on this.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?

If it’s my muse, fine. But don’t get aggressive at me about it. I’m also a Genesis mun, so I get the rivalry. But cool your jets.

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?

Sure. In fact please. Honestly, @ RP partners, I don’t mind if you quietly fix em yourself. Dyslexia’s an uphill battle. I’ll often edit posts after the fact if I notice my own mistakes, so sure. But @ Readers, please don’t get at my RP partners grammar. This is consent for my writing, not theirs. Though also don’t be a pick-apart grammar police just to get to me. Have some sense about it. ;)

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?

I can be very talkative. Honestly if that surprises you despite my choice of muses with Zack and Gen then gaia help you. So uh, heads up on that. If I haven’t talked to you yet, the key word is ‘yet’ - I’m just working out where to start or for something to react to.

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

Tagged by: @lifedxbt tagged me for returning from hiatus so I should probably do this. :p Tagging: Uhhhhh, it big. Do if want? Yay. (It took me two hours)

#You got it (Tagged)#//I've had this stored in my drafts for weeks whoops #//That said I've mostly been on Genesis but wanting to make more of a push on here too <3 #//Say hiiiii #//This is a BIG tag tho so I don't want anyone to feel pressured #//But please take it if you've been itching to give some insight between your connection to your muse #ooc #//Oh yeah I need to make an OOC tag whoops

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bvzzcvtssn · 4 years

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Love of my Life (Don’t Leave Me)

FROGER WEEK DAY 5 (Nov. 8)

Prompt: Domestic Fluff

Word Count: 1165

Notes: yay for day 5 finally being done!! This one is not my favorite, just because it feels rushed to me. But! I will leave you all to judge. Mostly fluff, with a bit of angst because it’s me and I had to. Also, a brief mention of sex but it’s not really relevant, I’m just warning for people who may need it. Enjoy!!

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London 1969

The house was quiet when he woke up. It was strange, because even on their days off Freddie was up early, wandering the flat and humming a tune, or making tea for the both of them that would turn out less than stellar but Roger would drink regardless.

It was also strange because Freddie wasn’t next to him like he should be if the flat was so quiet.

Roger sat up in bed slowly; Freddie’s robe was hanging on the door and slippers next to the bed. Through the bedroom door, he could see the bathroom door wide open. Freddie’s cigarettes were gone from the nightstand.

He stood from the bed, grabbing Freddie’s robe because it was more comfortable and slipping socks onto his feet.

“Freddie?” he called out through the flat. He received no answer, and a flash of fear shot through him. There was no note on the kitchen counter like there would be if he’d gone down to the stall early, or if he was meeting a friend. Freddie just wasn’t home.

Roger bit his lip, trying not to freak out because what if he just ran to the store and didn’t think he’d be up before he got home?

With a sigh, he filled the kettle for tea. Drumming his fingers on the counter, Roger began to hum a tune to a song that didn’t exist yet. In a flash, he’d grabbed a notebook and pen, hoping to get the details down before Fred came home -

Ah right. That’s what he’d been worried about. The kettle went off, and he distracted himself with making his tea.

A moment later the front door opened and a sigh of relief slipped through his lips.

“Are you up, love?” Freddie called.

“Mm, yes. I was wondering where you went.”

“Just had a few things to pick up from the market, and I wanted to get you something from the cafe down the street. We made a bit extra yesterday at the market, and I know we should be saving but -”

“That’s alright, Fred,” Roger said with a smile. Freddie came into the kitchen with three bags - two from the store and one from the cafe.

“That scone you liked the last time we went,” he said, pressing a kiss to Roger’s cheek as he handed him the bag. Roger’s smile grew, and as soon as the bags were on the counter Roger lept at him.

“Oh mm,” Freddie hummed through the kiss. Roger pulled away, smile still on his face.

“What was that for?” Freddie asked.

“I just love you. So much,” Roger replied.

A faint blush appeared on Freddie’s face, the smile accompanying it wide. He tried to duck, but Roger caught his chin.

“Don’t hide your smile, love.” Roger pressed another kiss to his lips.

“Now,” he said, after pulling away. “Let’s get these groceries away and then we can lay in bed all day.” “Love, we have to go to the shop -”

“Forget the shop today. We haven’t had a day to ourselves in forever.”

“Hm, I seem to remember just last weekend -”

“Nonsense, that never happened! Now chop chop - these groceries won’t put themselves away!” Roger said, jumping into action.

Freddie watched him carefully, a smile on his face despite the curious look in his eyes. “Are you alright, Rog?” he asked.

“Of course, Fred! Why wouldn’t I be?” he replied.

“Well, you just seem way too excited for a day in. Once in a while I don’t mind, but really just last weekend we did nothing but lay in bed and fuck.” Freddie paused for effect, moving closer to Roger and wrapping his arms around the blonde’s waist. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

Roger swallowed; he didn’t want to admit how terrified he’d felt when he’d woken up alone.

“I - I just missed you this morning, is all. I wanna cuddle, at least for a bit. And it looks like it’s going to rain soon anyhow; a trip to the stall would be pointless.”

Roger hoped he sounded casual. Freddie smiled at him for a moment, before nodding.

“Okay,” he said. “Let’s finish with these groceries, now. Why waste any more time out here when we could be curled up in bed together?”

Roger chuckled, quickly sticking the milk in the fridge.

They raced to the bedroom when they finished, Roger shedding the robe and Freddie sliding out of his clothes and into his sleep shirt. Roger climbed on top of Freddie when he was settled, letting the singer pull the comforter over them. He let out a content hum when Freddie wrapped his arms tightly around him.

They laid in silence for a while, just enjoying each other’s company.

“Y’know I love you, right Rog?” Freddie asked, just as he was starting to doze.

Roger’s eyes snapped open and heart dropped to his stomach, because yes he did know that. So why was he asking?

“Of - of course. I love you too,” he replied. He heard the stutter in his voice and knew Freddie did as well.

“Good,” Freddie said. “Because I love you so much. I’d never leave, not unless you asked me to.”

“Never! I’d never ask, I’d never want you to.”

Even though Freddie’s statement should have quelled his worries, he felt even more unsure. Roger heard Freddie sigh, before flipping them onto their side. Freddie watched his eyes despite Roger’s attempt to look away. His body had tensed, too; Freddie began rubbing his arms lightly, hoping to help him relax. It only helped a little, but he didn’t stop. Instead, Freddie pulled Roger’s chin up to look at him.

“My love, what’s running through your head?” he asked, voice dripping with love and kindness.

“I don’t know why I’m so worried,” Roger replied with a whisper. “But I’m still so used to waking up alone after a quick shag. I know you probably thought I’d be asleep still when you got back, which is why you didn’t leave a note like you normally would.”

Roger sighed and tried to bury his face in Freddie’s chest; he felt so guilty for doubting Freddie like this. His best friend, the one person he’s felt truly connected to since the day they met.

(His soulmate, he’d say if he was one of those people who said cheesy like that, which he wasn’t.)

But Freddie kept Roger’s head level with his own.

“Roger, I love you so much. And I’ll never leave if you don’t want me to. But I’d also like you to tell me when you feel like this, alright?” he asked.

Roger nodded frantically, and Freddie kissed the tip of his nose.

Roger smiled and leaned in more, pressing a short kiss to his lips, and then a longer one. He was in love, and reassured that Freddie was in love with him too. They could spend the rest of their lives poor and living in this shabby apartment, and he’d be happy.

tags: @emmaandorlando , @bohemiansweede

#froger week 2019 #froger week #froger #freddie mercury #roger taylor #freddie mercury fanfic #roger taylor fanfiction #freddie mercury x roger taylor #light angst #angst #angst with a happy ending #happy ending #fluff #domestic fluff #soft boys really

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fleetofshippyships-archive · 5 years

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Fanfic Author Meme

Tagged by @diligent-thunder and @rockmarina =)

Okay, so I’m me, and I talked way too much, so I’m putting this under a cut to save your dashes. You’re welcome 😘

Please do not reblog this post.

Author Name:

Fleetofshippyships + Knowyourincantations + Legendaryroar

Fandoms You Write For:

(in order of decreasing # of fics) Harry Potter, Voltron, Merlin, Yuri on Ice, Star Trek, Star Wars and then a few one-offs that aren’t really worth mentioning.

Where You Post:

AO3 primarily, Tumblr, trying to post more on Pillowfort, I also post on a couple of sites for knowyourincantations

Most Popular Multi-Chapter Story:

RestraintNone of my old multi-chapter fics are available to read at this time and I don’t really write multi-chapter fics anymore.

If oneshot/drabble collections or two-shots count, then:

Fleetofshippyships: Vanilla and Sweet Spices (Drarry, Explicit, 2 chapters, 20k)

and this really doesn’t count, but technically it has multiple ‘chapters’ soooooooooo

Legendaryroar: Kinktober 2018 (Multiple ships (Voltron), Explicit (duh), 31 ‘chapters’, 26k)

Favourite Story You Wrote:

I don’t think I ever have a static favourite, I’ve just written too many things, I too quickly move on to the next (and frequently forget some of my own fics exist XD), but recently I re-read In Pursuit of Red Wine (Dreville, Teen, 29k) and really enjoyed that again, and I am really attached to it cos it was my first longish rarepair fic, kind of proving to myself that I can write longer rarepair stuff.

I also recently re-read Unburdened (Merthur (BBC Merlin), Explicit, 2k) and really enjoyed that too, had a total disconnect from having written it since it’s been so long, so I was able to read it without self-judging, and oh boy that was nice.

I’m also quite proud of Healing What’s Left (Parkgrass, Teen, 2k) for some reason, I dunno, maybe the dark political backdrop of the fic, or maybe just cos it’s the first time I’ve written Daphne as the main character and I’m happy with the result and now have some headcanons about her rather than her being an unknown blank character to me.

I also binge read a lot of my Voltron stuff recently and had big feels over that so....I also specifically enjoyed re-reading The Perks of Skincare (Klance (Voltron), Explicit, 3k) again cos I dunno, I like how I wrote Lance XD and also the Sheith fic I linked earlier is a fav for sure. Shiro/Rest is the ultimate OTP.

It really depends how soon after I write something or when I go back to re-read it as to what my fav is at any given time (or people commenting on it and hyping me up for it again).

Story You Were Nervous to Post:

Everything. But most recently I was terrified out of my mind before posting:

Friday Night by the Fire (Harry/Neville, Teen, 583 words) because I have a lot of fears about screwing up trying to write ace characters and somehow not even making that a focal point of the drabble made it even more terrifying, No More Waiting (TianShan (19 Days), Teen, 2k) because it was a new fandom to write in, Harry Potter and the Maudlin Merman series (Drarry, Teen+ Mature, 3k +6k) due to my feelings of inadequacy because it would be better as long fic but I struggle too much with writing these days to write long fics and can only manage short things. I’d rather write this as a long fic, but then I’d never finish it so connected oneshots are the best I can do right now, but I still feel it’s not good enough and have a meltdown whenever I post one. And speaking of which, I’ve been sitting on the next one for months and should probably just fucking post it already.

Actually, most recently: Minding One’s Limits (Cho/Ginny, G rated, 1.5k), because I gave Cho a disability modeled off my fibromyalgia and wrote a scenario similar to something I’d dealt with myself, it was incredibly uncomfortable to write in the first place, and then terrifying to post, even though it’s so short. But in the end I’m proud I finally wrote about it a bit? I dunno, might take me a while to work up the nerve again though XD (also was my first time writing that ship, so there was a lot of nervousness over that too)

Oh, and I was a super ball of anxiety posting Kinktober 2018 (Multiple ships, Explicit, 31 ‘chapters’, 26k) because for almost all of those it was the first time I was writing those kinks (and some were kind of squicks for me but I wanted to see if I could write them anyway cos I’m dumb like that) and in a lot of cases those ships were completely new for me to write too, in addition to trying to write and post 1 a day, so...yeah. Also that was my first time writing tentacle and human/werewolf smut so...yeah. I was an absolute mess that month and not in a fun way. But I’m still really glad I did it, it was fun =D

In summary, I’m always an anxious mess posting anything, but most especially if it’s something I’ve not written before or is personal to me XD

How Do You Choose Your Titles:

Most of the time I’m staring down the empty title field in AO3 cursing like a fucking sailor when I choose titles XD Sometimes it’s a line/theme/feeling from the fic. Sometimes it’s totally random and just comes to me. Sometimes I just grasp the first thing that I can no matter how stupid it sounds cos it’s been three days and I still don’t have a title and I’m over it and ready to post before I lose my nerve.

And tbh, it’s only getting harder to think of titles as my number of fics increases, and I’ve now started thinking of the perfect titles only to realise I already have a published fic by that title so....TITLES CAN DIE A FIERY DEATH

Sometimes, not so much anymore, it would turn out that I would give a wip doc a name just so I’d know what it was, sometimes as a joke with whoever was reading it and cheerleading while I wrote it, and then I would refer to it by that and think of it as that so much that when it came time to actually give the fic a title, it was too late and I could not think past that stupid file name, and that’s how Potter’s Insatiable Cock happened, and how I very nearly called a Merthur fic Arthur’s Wanking Tower (saved that one at the last moment thank god cos the tone of that fic is actually really serious and emotional and wtf was I even thinking with that file name and actually I linked to that fic above XD it ended up being called Unburdened).

Potter’s Insatiable Cock slipped through cos it’s actually relevant to the fic content and I could live with it.

But needless to say, I don’t give my wip docs joke names anymore XD

Do You Outline:

Only if I never want to actually write the idea...once I outline, it’s over. I can’t write to a detailed plan. It stifles me. I’ll always get stuck having to try and think ahead to the plan, and then I lose the flow and nothing works because I’m a pantser/intuitive/instinctive writer not a planner. Sometimes I jot down ideas but in like, the vaguest of ways, usually more focused on emotional development than actual scenes or events or anything because then I won’t be able to write it (and I rarely stick to those vague ideas anyway).

I can really only write when I’m staring down a blank doc with no idea where it’s going and discover it as I go (which is why writing is so fun for me). I can only finish a fic if I don’t think too hard about what’s going to happen next and just let it happen as I write.

This of course means that editing is a fucking bitch when I finish anything, beginnings often get totally re-written, but if I plan, it just doesn't happen at all, so I’ll take the extra editing if it means I manage to write something.

I do have a lot of detailed plotty fic idea outlines...and I mourn them cos I’m never going to write them now, but they’re so goooooooooood XD

Complete:

Online (across all 3 accounts): 381 (incl. my hidden drarry fics as they are technically online just hidden, not incl. individual oneshots/drabbles in collection ‘fics’, of which there are ridiculously many). Offline: 20 (I have the worst habit of just sitting on completed fics and I really need to stop)

In-Progress:

Too many to name, last time I counted it was ~60 but that wasn’t even including my vld wips so...I don’t actually know. I hoard wips and just switch up what I work on all the time depending on mood/interest levels/effort required.

Current main focuses are a 50k+ plotty Drarry (*fingerscrossed* cos this is my first time seriously attempting something long (will probably reach 80k at least) in a very long time and I put it down for a few months and thought that was it but then I picked it up again recently, yay!), and re-writing some hidden fics I can’t put them back up in the quality they’re in, I just can’t guys, they’re awful.

I’ve been thinking a lot about working on the longish 8th year Pansmione fic I started for the wlw big bang before I had to pull out of cos stupid life stuff. I might pick that up again for a bit too, couldn’t be more different from the Drarry one so it’d make a nice focus break =)

Coming Soon/Not Yet Started:

I don’t even plan fics I’m writing, I sure don’t plan ahead to stuff I haven’t even started XD The only think I can think of for this category would be me re-writing my hidden long Drarry fics.

Oh, and there will be a Merthur oneshot coming (hopefully) soon, because @april-thelightfury115 won my custom fic giveaway with a merthur idea. Just waiting for my brain to cooperate so I can start that and not suck XD but I’m so fucking excited to write some Merthur again, you have no idea.

Oh, and lots more Sapphic September drabbles coming too, I’m way behind and only just posted day 11 cos this month is literal hell for me, but I am still planning on finishing the prompt list, no matter how long it takes, but no plan for those, not even which ships, I just sit down with the next prompt and a blank doc and see what happens.

Do You Accept Prompts:

Yes, I love writing to prompts, I’m take them via google form here, but I’m in such a bad space with my health I’ve been really struggling with writing lately, managed to do a bit of editing (fuck knows how), but writing new stuff is so hard, so there’s a long wait while I wait for my fibro fog to ease off to the point I can write new stuff with more regularity (and less stupid errors I have to edit out later).

Upcoming Story You Are Most Excited to Write:

Again, I so don’t plan. But I really want to be making more progress on the long plotty drarry wip I’m trying to write. I’m still not sure I’ll have the guts to post it even if I do finish it, given its subject matter (it would make a great careers or consent fest fic tbh), but damn I’m really excited by it. Not sure I can maintain it being plotty and not revert to focusing on the relationship (which is easier for me), but I can only try and see what happens. (trying to write a non-relationship plot without planning is a nightmare but I don’t have a choice if I want to write it at all XD)

I’m also now excited for my longish pansmione wip too actually, just because it’s already longer than my Dreville long-ish fic and it’s exciting and scary to do longer rarepair stuff. I’m way out of my comfort zone with the fic itself, but I dunno, I re-read some recently and fell in love with it all over again, like, flustered lesbian-awakening, disaster for Pansy (but sure she still hates her) Hermione? YES PLEASE! and also, I am guilty of not writing female characters as much as I should because, well, canonically, they don’t have much depth and I’m very meh about them, but in this there’s a huge focus on them because they’re all determined to band together for 8th year and Hermione is making friends with them (Parvati is like, dragging her along all the time XD) where she once dismissed them so it’s scary but exciting =D I’m getting more practice with all the sapphic I do over on knowyourincantations, so I feel more confident working on this wip now =D

I’m also kind of excited about re-writing my old long fics, because they’re all 3 years old now, and my writing tastes (and skill, yikes) have totally changed, so it’s like I’m writing the story again but how I would write it now while maintaining the overall same plot, so it’s really interesting, like discovering the story all over again. Like in one (Making Malfoy Blush) I’ve gone as far as introducing a new side character to replace another’s parts because I no longer feel those parts are in character for them. It’s super terrifying, but it’s fun at the same time =) it’ll take me forever to do these though, so I dunno about ‘upcoming’ really, I only chip away every now and then when I’m unable to write new stuff but am still coherent enough to do something.

Eh, it is what it is, I can’t write like I used to, hence me being inactive more than active these days, but I’m trying to work within my new limitations instead of getting frustrated with them and just giving up entirely =)

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Now, who to tag....I think anyone I would tag has already done it, and if not..I blame the fog if I’m forgetting someone obvious, if you wanna do it just say I tagged you so I can be nosy and take a look =)

Again, please do not reblog this post

#*#tag meme #tag game #about me #hope i don't regret linking to my other ao3 accounts #but i'm at the point if I get more bullshit like before i'll just abandon fandom entirely rather than shift to one of my other accounts #they served that purpose well when I needed it but the reasons for having to do it are not a problem anymore #so i'm tentatively linking to them for anyone who wants to read my other works #and hoping no one is mean about it #and please don't reblog this post in case I have to delete it to cut the link

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Love for Eternity

Description: It’s Valentines day and Jin has a wonderful surprise for you while the other boys take care of the baby triplets. Sanctuary Series, Safe with Me.

Warnings: Writing isn’t great.

Posted: 02/13/2019

Tags: hybrid!bts, safe with me universe, seokjin x reader, dad!seokjin

Fluff mostly: 1,874 words

A/N: I did the best I could, I hope you guys enjoy this! Happy Valentines Day! I’ll be spending it alone, studying chemistry and landscape ecology, and bowling in the morning. Yay. Anyway, I finished my two exams and I still have so much homework and crap so I’m posting this tonight. Enjoy! If you’re along tomorrow, drop me a line and we can commiserate/celebrate.

You picked up Min-min, nuzzling him. “Hmm, sweet baby.” Jin wrapped around you, gently kissing your cheek. “The other two are finally asleep.” You nodded, noticing that Minsu was quickly dropping off as he breathed in yours and Jin’s scent. “The boys okay? I know it’s stressful for them to see the kids like this.” “They’re fine, they’re more stressed because they want to help more but can’t since most of the problem is when the babes are hungry.” He gently took Minsu from you. “But they can help now. Now you need to go get cleaned up.” You looked up at him in surprise. “I do?” He nodded. “I’m taking you to dinner.” You grinned. “You are?” “I am. After all, it’s Valentine’s Day.” He leaned in and kissed you gently. “Have to set a good example for our kids. Show them how to take care of their significant other.” You smiled and kissed his cheek. “I love you.” “I love you too. Now, go get cleaned up and wear your best dress. Your favorite shoes. Do your hair, do your makeup. Jewelry. The works.” “The works,” You agreed, grinning. It’d been a while since you’d dressed up. Probably your brother’s wedding was the last time. After that you’d sort of ballooned with the triplets. Jin walked out with you, carefully passing the sleeping Minsu over to Hobi. Hobi grinned down at the baby. “So cute.” Each of the other boys was watching over the other two, and Yoongi was napping on the couch, ready to help out when he was needed. It wasn’t an IF situation. You looked over your family for a moment, then hurried into your room to get cleaned up and ready for the date Jin was taking you on. You did your hair, and makeup after putting on your nicest dress (thank God it still fit). You put on the necklace and earrings that Jin had given you for Christmas. You looked at yourself in the mirror, smiling at the reflection. You looked great. You walked out of the bathroom to see Jin dressed in his suit. Jin looked at you and grinned. “Wow…” He kissed you at least four times, then placed careful kisses around your face. Hands placed carefully on your waist as he savored the moment with you. “You look amazing, my darling.” You giggled softly, pulling away before you spun around for him. “This work for our date?” “You decide,” He answered with a grin, leading you out of the bedroom. In the hour that it took for you to get ready, the whole house had been decorated and candles lit and flowers… “I know…I know it’s not what you thought it would be. But I also know that I don’t want to have anyone ever doubt that we’re together. I want to marry you. I want to be able to really say that you’re my wife. I don’t want anyone to ever doubt that. I know I didn’t propose, but I have this.” He pulled a box from his pocket and opened it to show you a ring with the band already attached. Your mom’s ring. “It was grandma’s before mom’s,” Micheal said, smiling at you. You looked over at him, then down at the ring, then at Jin’s loving gaze. “You planned a wedding?” He nodded. “I love you,” You laughed, tearing up and gladly accepting his kiss. “Yay!” Tae shouted happily. “They’re getting married!” “And we’re watching the kids tonight and tomorrow while you two enjoy a nice stay in a hotel,” Becca chimed in. All of the boys were dressed up nicely, grinning happily. You looked down at your dress. Yes, you loved this dress, but to get married in it. “I’ve got you,” Becca said, gently pulling you away from Jin. “I have a dress upstairs for you because I knew this hare-brained—” Jungkook squeaked with indignation. “Scheme needed some sense,” Becca finished with an amused look at the boys. “Come on.” You let her drag you upstairs, where there was a garment bag hanging from the door to the closet. She went over and unzipped it. “Micheal told me that you wanted to wear this when you were younger, but he wasn’t sure if you still wanted it. I brought some other options too. It’ll give them time to finish setting things up.” You grinned. “My great grandmother’s wedding dress.” She helped you change into it, helping you button up the lace gown. “Perfect.” It was perfect. “Am I really getting married on Valentine’s day?” You laughed, tearing up a little. “You’re getting married. To Jin. The father of your children, the love of your life. A made up holiday has no relevance in the matter.” You closed your eyes, smiling. “I actually never even expected him to ask me to marry him.” “He loves you. And he knows exactly what you did and didn’t give up for him.” “I should have known. He always sees right through me.” You laughed softly, thinking about how he always seemed to know exactly what was on your heart and mind. He always knew exactly when you needed a hand to hold or a hug, or when you needed him to stay the hell away from you—and kept everyone else away as well. And if you were completely honest with yourself, you might die without his kisses. Hence, the triplets. She squealed with delight. “Look at you! My sister. Now, Micheal is technically officiating since he’s certified due to the things at Sanctuary and the haziness around marriage for hybrids that others are too idiotic to realize is actually a simple matter. However, I’ve told him to only keep to the official stuff and let you two do your own vows. I hope you can come up with vows at a moment’s notice.” “I know what I’ll say.” You reassured her. “Now send up Jimin-ah. I think the boy that started this all should walk me down the isle.” She nodded and hurried out. You adjusted your hair, thinking this was much better for the dress. Thankfully the necklace and earrings were exactly what you would wear with this dress. You just wished you had something for your hair. A veil, tiara, flower crown…something. Suddenly a flower crown was being placed carefully on your head. After it was resting perfectly, you turned to Jimin with a grin. He grinned back. “You look amazing, y/n.” “Thank you, Jimin-ah,” You kissed his cheek. “Help me get down the stairs?” He nodded, offering his arm. You took it, taking off the shoes that definitely didn’t match and that were too hard to go down the stairs in. Besides, you didn’t need them. The dress was a little short for you to wear heels anyway. Jimin led you downstairs. Jin’s face was priceless, his tail wagging way too fast to even keep track of it. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from him. Damn he looked good in a suit. You vaguely heard Micheal say something, but you were focused on Jin as you were handed off to him. He looked back with as much love as you felt for him. “You took me in,” Jin said. He looked down at your joined hands. “You took all of us in. Your heart was so big, and you loved us without precedence. You took care of the most important people in my life, and helped me so that I could continue to see them grow. But we did so much more than just recover. We became a family. We fell in love. I saw everything that you were. You gentleness, compassion, and passion. You set me free, and now I want to never be free again. I can’t stand the thought of even a single day without you and when you’re away from me I feel like I’m about to lose my mind. I want to spend my life, however long I have, by your side. I love you, y/n. I’ll love you until the end of time.” You grinned back at him. “Y/n,” Micheal murmured. You laughed softly. “You make me laugh. You’ve brought me more joy than I ever thought I could have. Before you, I was kind of lost. I had made this new home for myself, I wanted to make a difference but had no idea how. Then I found this scrawny cat-hybrid in my vegetable garden, scared because his family was suffering. That’s how I met you. The best thing that’s ever happened to me.I never indulged a dream of finding so much love. I never thought that I would meet someone as amazing as you. You see through me, and help me be true to myself. You give me the best of you, and I hope that everyday I’m giving you the best I can too. Our life looked like it would be one trial after another that we had to face together, but it’s nothing with you by my side. And we’re going to be going crazy with these triplets because it’s going to be another month before we can start to night-train them, then they’re going to start crawling and we’re going to be absolutely exhausted once they get mobile. But I’d rather be sleep-deprived with you that well-rested with anyone else. I will love you for eternity, and take care of you to the best of my ability.” Jin gently brushed your cheek. “Rings?” Micheal asked, choking slightly. Jimin handed you a ring, while Jin pulled yours from his pocket. Micheal cleared his throat, but couldn’t get past it. You took Jin’s hand. “With this ring, I thee wed, and with all my earthly goods I do thee endow.” Jin repeated your words and action, slipping the ring onto your finger and smiling when it fit you well. “Kiss,” Micheal said, looking at the ceiling. Jin didn’t hesitate to obey, and if it hadn’t been for the boys and Becca cheering, you probably would have lost yourself in multiple kisses. “Man and wife,” Micheal said hoarsely. “Sign here.” You laughed at the sight of your torn-up brother, but signed the certificate anyway. Unconventional? Always, but you were married. Everyone fell silent at a sound from the baby monitor. Yoongi and Hoseok hurried away to check on the triplets. Jin pulled you into his arms. “Let’s have some cake then go.” You looked at the baby monitor, then up at him. He smiled down lovingly. “I think eight people can take care of three babies for a day.” “We’ve got this, Eomma,” Jungkook said confidently. Jimin nodded as well. You looked up at Jin. “But—” “Y/n, we’re going,” He said firmly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You sighed and nodded, giving in to him. “Okay.” He chuckled softly, tilting your chin up so he could kiss you. “I love you, my darling wife.” You blinked up at your husband, and you felt completely at peace. No one could ever pull him away from you now. No matter what laws changed. He would always be yours, and you his. Your perfect family.

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