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#ao3 authors are gods bro
harrowharkwife · 1 year
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swear to god if i open a fanfic ONE MORE TIME only to be greeted with an author's note saying "i asked chatgpt to tell me a story about-" i am going to go fucking NUCLEAR
#it's NEVER tagged!!!#i am so sick and FUCKING tired of hearing about chat bot shit. it's irresponsible tech that is only gonna help spread misinformation#/be used as a tool by corporate America to crank out shitty computer generated content#bc anything is better than having to hire people and pay them what they're worth am i right guys!#my job won't shut up about chatgpt i don't wanna have to see this shit on AO3 dot gov! please! is anything sacred!#I've already started running into endless variations of the same regurgitated paraphrased clearly AI-written garbage misinformation article#half of the time whenever i try to google something! i just keep getting AI generated garbage instead of any actual helpful information#side note: is Google like... super fucking broken for anyone else in terms of 'i can't find any useful information about anything anymore'?#or is it just me?#but AUGH. tech bros will be our downfall i swear to god#keep the AI shit out of art and creative endeavors it's a slippery slope and it's not leading anywhere good#this is fucking nfts all over again#or at LEAST if you're gonna be posting chat gpt prompts to ao3 fucking TAG THEM AS SUCH#I'm at the point where i hear someone say AI or chatgpt in an excited tone of voice#and i just consider it an immediate red flag#I'll delete this later it's unnecessarily cunty and i realize that but my GOD im sick of it#is it not enough that all of these writing bots are training on ao3 fics without the authors consent or permission?#now we have to encourage it by putting AI shit on there to begin with?
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strawhatfamily · 2 years
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diorkyeom · 6 months
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THE @diorkyeom / @fairyhaos AO3 FIC REC LIST: PART 2
masterlist. part one. part two. part three.
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part two of all the ao3 fics that i've read for seventeen which i've loved, kudosed, and proceeded to download so i'll always have with me. part one was kinda long so i thought it would be better if i just made a 2nd post instead of adding on to it ^^
(list is in order of authors!)
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Of Milkshakes, Onesies and Miniature Roses - coupdetart
soonhoon, uni au, oneshot
soonyoung likes small and cute things. jihoon is small and cute. and that's it, that's the entirety of this adorable fic. pls this fic had me grinning so hard omg everything is literally soooo adorable and jihoon is so tsundere but you can already tell that he's so fond of soonyoung and his antics and they're just very very sweet
Know Ya Boo - jeosheo
meanie, non-idols, fluff, getting together, oneshot
jeosheo and lunahui are two of theeeee best meanie writers that ive like. ever seen. this fic made me laugh and it made me internally cry and it's soooo so lovely and funny and domestic and honest to god. the entire attraction of this ship is the way they realise their feelings and this fic does it soo well
Through The Wall - kaiteki
soonhoon, apartment neighbors, chaptered (but short)
hnnnngggh never ever ever EVER gonna get tired of people characterising soonhoon's relationship not as an antagonistic, forever-enemies one but as one of mutual respect and muted adoration. pls a neighbours to lovers thats actually simply Adorable is hard to come by but this is sooo good
right-handed normativity - kyeomizt
meanie, canon au, oneshot
dudeeeee pls it's just sooo soft and domestic and funny and so so so them. the way they act like a couple almost instinctively, like it's coded into their dna to just love each other like that???? peak meanie things actually.
hell yeah, hyung! - orphan_account
jeongcheol, canon au, coming out, oneshot
idk jeongcheol has never been My Thing but the way that jeonghan is characterised? with his clear head and clear thoughts and you can clearly see his entire thought process as he goes through things... wow. it's really good. i also love how much time he takes to think things through and really find out what he's feeling. vv nice fic tbh, that's all :]
Rollercoaster - orphan_account
soonhoon, non-idols au, fake dating, oneshot
read the summary, screamed internally. then began reading the fic and screamed internally even more. pls the characterisation???? the pining???? the suppressed feelings and fAKE DATING?????? absolute gold i swear pls pls read this it's so cute
Found In Translation - naegahosh
verkwan, fluff, light angst, twoshot
holy shiiiiittttttt the seungkwan characterisation is ON POINT and i LOVE when people manage to get his melodrama and also his softness down and this fic has it SO GOOD. the way hansol is just so so so gentle and caring with seungkwan and it's so OBVIOUS that he's already so in love with him from the start :(((
can't sleep (without your smile) - pocketpastel
seoksoo + verkwan, snow white au, sleeping beauty au, chaptered
i love cute little fairytale-twist aus!!!! ive (kinda) written one of my own too hehe and it's always just soooo fun to do. and read as well! i love the seoksoo dynamic and also verkwan with their little one-sided rivals to lovers??? gorgeous. very very sweet.
my love only amounts to this - shiningshua
seoksoo, canon au, soulmates, oneshot
i think i said this before but i rarely read seoksoo bc honestly. their dynamic and characterisation is something that is rlly hard to get right but this is sooo soft. joshua loving it when seokmin calls him "shua hyung"? their softness? the way they were in love with each other the entire time? the epitome of the seoksoo dynamic actually.
Hit Different - thanku4urlove
verkwan, est. relationship, canon au, oneshot
bro. bro buff vernon is soooo brainrot worthy actually and honestly i just feel so blessed that there's an ENTIRE FIC centered around it. with verkwan too like????? best thing in the entire world. started giggling internally at the ending like OH MYGODHFUDHS it's soooo heart-flutteringly good.
wonwoo & his very non-imaginary boyfriend - wonderscape
meanie, established relationship, oneshot
honestly. peak meanie behaviour is wonwoo having a hot-as-fuck boyfriend and no one believing that they're actually dating until they see mingyu in person. the 96 liner dynamic is so silly and so funny to me because they're all just so annoying and goofy in their own way and i love the way it's portrayed in this fic too
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hayateart · 2 months
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There are 300 days left until I start uploading 'Death of the Author' Moshang fancomic here, and I just finished working on page 50!
To celebrate, here are some of my favourite panels so far:
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Airplane doing finger guns at Cucumer. You know, just bro stuff.
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Mobei just towering over Qinghua. This is a recurring theme, btw.
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This face ^
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And this one! ^ :D
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Qinghua fantasizing about his future. I spent over an hour drawing the flowers for this panel.
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Mobei smiling upon seeing his hamster. Pure love.
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And to end with - Qinghua threatening the demons! They fing him all so hot for this!
Most of the background characters are borrowed from different works, both other danmei and Japanese/European/American origin. However, there will be some OCs as well:
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Ling Shumei from 'God's Tears' makes a re-appearance and this time two of my oldest OCs are joining her. Alex, as a moth demon and court healer, and Loki, as a European devil/vampire and another one of Qinghua's assistants.
I'm working on chapter 3 now, and there is so much more left to be done! The comic was planned for 17 chapters - it's 16 now since I will be merging chapters 4 and 5 into one.
I know it will be a long wait but I hope it will be worth it. I am having so much fun working on this project! I hope you will enjoy it as much as I do.
Early access to comic is available to my supporters on Ko-fi. Comic will come to Tumblr and AO3 with weekly updates, starting 1st January 2025.
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b0ther · 6 months
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baby, no attachment
toji has nothing to do on a friday night.
pairing : fushiguro toji x reader (feminine pronouns. afab) rating : explicit, not safe for work (sexual content) type : short one-shot???? bro idk tags : deadbeat situationship toji, vaginal fingering, a bit of dubcon, the usage of the word “baby” and “sweetheart” word count : 870
author's note : title from 'casual' by chappell roan. idk what this is it's just hot... also send requests and i'll see what i can do cuz i'm stuck doing this commission and i need a breather lmfao. toji is so obviously an ass dude it's almost painful to me.
( masterlist │ ask/request │ ao3 )
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Your not-boyfriend boyfriend who somehow always ends up spending the weekend in your apartment, bending you over in ways you never thought was possible is there once again on your queen size bed, one hand on the back of your thigh as you type away on your laptop, revising some stupid report due at midnight.
Swinging your legs, you tune out the sound of obnoxious ads playing from the television—and everything is going well until you feel Toji squeezing your flesh, rubbing the skin of your thigh up and down, occasionally tugging on the hem of your shorts.
“Don’t you have a fucking job to go to?” You say, irritated, propping your upper body to look back at him.
Toji shrugs, his hand behind his head against the wall. “No,” he continues massaging the inner part of your thigh, “Besides, it’s a Friday night. What kinda dork works on a Friday night?”
You slant your eyes, knowing damn well that he is probing on your buttons the same way his fingers are trying to probe on your clenching opening. You huff. He’s too easy to read—you can smell his excitement from where you are lying on your stomach.
“Not my fault Masuda’s a greedy bitch,” you mutter, turning your torso around once again, ignoring the obvious hardening bulge under his pants.
“Mhm,” Toji says in a concurring tone, despite not knowing your boss at all. He continues his touch, kneading on your thigh before slipping his hand under the loose opening of your shorts, his wide fingers palming the entirety of your ass cheek. “See, that’s something Masuda and I have in common.”
“Right,” you close your eyes, burying your face in your hands for a moment, taking in a deep breath as to not give him the satisfaction of hearing you moan. “And I so totally would let Masuda bend me over in my free time.”
Toji lets out a low chuckle, his point finger circling the jiggly surface of your ass. “You seem like the type of girl to let an old man have his way with you like that.”
He tugs on the band of your panties before letting it go, letting the rubber sound ring through the room.
With your eyes shut, you tell yourself to calm down. But you end up jerking back to him a little, seeking the heat emitting from his electric touch.
“Ohh…” Toji breathes, shifting on his seat when his middle finger slips in between your ass cheeks and is immediately greeted with how wet you are.”Masuda gotcha this wet?”
“Shut the fuck up,” you groan, pressing your face harder on the mattress, raising your hips to ease his access, now ignoring the impending deadline before you.
His thick digit is lubed up with just your juice—he wastes no time in prodding around the opening of your cunt while massaging your lips before pushing one finger in. Just as good as you remember it: thick, rough, spreading you open with a sudden thrust as he shoves another finger in.
“Fuck—” You gasp, freeing your face from the bed sheets, damp from your slobber. “God, Toji—”
He only hums, curling the top of his two fingers inside of you, feeling the way your walls mould to the shape of his fingers. You can never fill yourself up the way he does with just his fingers—anything else you’ve slipped inside of your soaked cunt, any other cock can’t satisfy you the way he does.
As he tugs your shorts and panties aside, you can feel the cold air of the air conditioner hitting your sopping pussy lips. 
“Hurry,” you cry—urge—for him, wiggling your ass. “Finger my wet cunt with your fingers, fuck me haard—”
“Patient,” Toji grabs your ass cheek, squeezing before landing a sharp slap on its jiggly flesh. He slowly drags his fingers out, also taking his sweet, sweet time in pushing them back inside.
“I don’t have all night, Toji,” you hiss, and he chuckles.
“Well,” he lands another slap on you, “I do.”
He curls his fingers again as you open your mouth, ready to launch another string of curses at him, and your mind is suddenly filled yet again with fogs. You feel drowsy with his fingers inside of you, like he’s able to dumb you down with two fucking fingers.
“Fuuuck…” You push yourself off your position, sitting on your two knees.
“Hmm?” Toji tilts his head at your newly found position, adorning his stupid face with a look meant to be innocent.
You snake your arm around his head and pull him in for a kiss, sinking down on his fingers. 
“Ohh, shit,” you mutter against his chapped lips, pressing your forehead against each other. You bite your lips, lifting your body before slamming yourself down yet again on him. “My baby’s sooo big,” you quietly praise with a laugh under a sluggish smile.
“My baby’s sooo tight,” he chuckles, mocking the way your words slur.
You roll your hips, running your hand amongst the strands of his hair. “You better finish what you started, you asshole.”
Toji licks his lips, pressing a firm kiss upon your lips. “I’m gonna be workin’ hard tonight, sweetheart.”
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yaut-jaknowit · 1 year
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BRO I LOVED THE SIZE KINK YOU WROTE BASED OFF OF MY POST😩🙏🙏 literally been constantly reading it i’m so obsessed. I literally have so many mlm ideas from angst to nsfw so I can spam your inbox if you want (or dm’s if you wanna be moots)💀✋
BUT LIKE- imagine male reader soldier x male yautja where the reader had been off radar for a few months with their mate worrying only for the reader to return with new scars and a mechanical arm because he lost his real one during war😩
And then on god the yautja would be pissed asf because he was worried the reader was dead 😭✋
Return to Him
Pairing: Mai'tuiudh (Male Yautja) x Male Reader
Word Count: 2063
Summary: Four months isn't a long time to be away from home. Yet, everything that has occured during that time made it seem like years. Years since you last saw Mai, your beloved. You wished to see him, to ensure to him you were alright. Just a bit beaten up and newly scarred. This Yautja isn't liking the unfamiliar feeling of worry. That doesn't stop him from feeling that way. Nothing would.
Author Note: This one made me think a bit. I'm not used to these kinds of requests or prompts, not complaining though! Loving the prompts! Also, to those who requested something. It's going to take a little bit to get to those. Christmas time is very busy. I have three families to visit and my brother came into town after moving away four months ago.
I'm so glad you enjoyed that! I was a little worried since it was out of my knowledge. You can do whatever you want. I don't mind being mutuals. I will let you know that I'm bad a responding though, lol. I'm up to anything you want within reason, of course! Throw them at me.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
Masterlist
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A ding behind him made the Yautja whip around in his chair to find a disappointing screen. Mai snarled lowly to himself and banged a fist against the armrest. He had set up a diagnostic to search through your government’s database for anything on you. It came up empty handed, nothing new about your location.
He felt his spine bristle at the thought. Where were you? A few buttons were harshly pressed on his dashboard. The ship you sometimes called home hummed louder before changing directions. Mai abruptly stood up and marched out of the room.
If your government doesn’t know where you were then, he was going to search for you personally. Earth may be large, though not as massive as Yautja Prime, that wouldn’t stop him. This Yautja wasn’t going to coward away at a challenge. It was in his blood to hunt. That’s what made him, well, him. He was a fighter and would never think about backing down from a challenge.
Though, it would take time to reach earth without eating up his low fuel reserves. To hide away from detection from your government’s space program, he flew into Neptune’s gravitational pull. His ship was pulled in and forced to orbit. Mai had to play smart, be a hunter without distraction. That’s the only way he would be able to find you without getting caught. That would ruin the double life you live. One Mai’tuiudh will never understand. The Yautja shook his head, tresses swaying as he passed through the short hall to the sparing room.
To pass the time, Mai’s going to work off some pent-up steam. Your time away from the brute has caused some unnecessary stress on his weary bones. He needed to relieve himself of it.
His muscles rippled, fist meeting reenforced leather. Mai’s mandibles pulled close. A hunter’s focus craved into his face. Eyes keen and moves precise. The hit was probably harsher than it needed to be against an unalive object. Yet, Mai’tuiudh didn’t care. If that’s what helped relieve the stress within his bones. Then, that’s what needed to be done. He needs to a take stop at his mother ship anyhow for supplies and whatnot. Check in so no one thinks he’s dead.
That would mean he’ll have to leave for about two weeks. Space travel wasn’t always the quickest, especially with low reserves. Plus, Mai will be forced to make rounds around the ship. He may not be an important figure; it was customary to check in hunting brothers and sisters. Find out who’s dead and who lives. Everything that make’s living as a Yautja, Yautja.
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When your feet hit dry, dusty soil, you cringed. Dust from the vehicles stopping behind you blew over to you. It forced you to close your eyes and hope for its quick pass.
Once it had left, you carefully made your way to the back of the unsuspecting black SUV. The driver was swift to hop out, scrambling after you. “Sir! I can-can get th-hat for you,” the rookie stated and attempted to move past you. Your uninjured arm shot out and stopped him taking another step.
Without a single sound, you stepped up to the tailgate and simply opened it. The rookie shifted his weight frequently and arms straight at his side. His eyes were on you though, flickering all over the place on the view before him.
On the other hand, you slung the mildly heavy bag on your shoulder. It pulled at the muscles on your other… arm. Your face scrunched up at the sudden pain but not a noise made it past your lips. Years of training and all make a fine soldier. You just got to beat the human out of him.
The rookie stood there, eyes watching as your tired, used body limbed past him. One of his arms hesitantly reached to grasp at you but one side stepped easily dodged the rookie. He just stared at your leaving form, gaze dipping down at the unmatched color on your right hand. Then they were locked onto the back of your camouflaged jacket molded to your shape.
Your apartment’s door slammed heavy behind you, the noise causing you no disturbance. Even the headache swallowing you barely increased at the sound. Instead, you let your bag slide off of your shoulder and on the ground. It made a soft noise, the only one in your quiet apartment.
It hadn’t been that long since you’ve last stepped foot in here. Not longer than four months. Yet, with all that has occurred within that time frame, it felt like years.
One thing after another happened out there, facing the enemies your country makes you fight. The demons. All for what? Losing amazing people or causing unnecessary trauma and bodily harm on the soldiers that defend this nation. You sighed, shoulders sagging before shuffling into your room and flicked on the light.
Nothing had been moved. Light dust had settled on everything you owned. The room was still in the state as long before. Clothes thrown haphazardly on the floor; bed unmade; empty glass of water on your nightstand; one curtain open will the other was drawn to the halfway point.
Wait a minute. You rubbed at your eyes with an uninjured fist. The bed. It was in a different position than you last remember. What you remembered was the long body pillow was across the top of the bed, against the headboard. It had been moved to be parallel with the long part of the bed. At first, you were on verge of freaking out. Your brain taking a few extra seconds to realize what that could mean.
One: someone broke into his apartment, acted like a complete fool, and slept in your bed. Or two: Mai slept in your bed, to probably smell your scent. You did leave without much of an explanation. The base called and you were shipped off that same day. A single message of you being safe was all you could get out to him. Mai’s probably searching for you or waiting close by. It all depends on if he found out what you were doing and where you were.
With a heavy sigh, you stripped yourself down to just your underwear. A chilling breeze washed over your skin, causing you to shiver. You simple tipped over and landed face first on the bed. The sheets were cool to the touch. A deep breath brought a faint scent of Mai to your noise. Your body relaxed completely at the scent. Next, you were out like a light bulb.
Through deadened sleep, the slamming of your porch sliding glass door snapped you groggily away. Your head shook to rid away some of the tiredness still within your bones. The blankets that once covered you had been kicked off sometime during sleep. You were on the verge of getting to check what had made that noise. That something had different plans.
The door to your bedroom was forced open, crashing into the wall. It probably left a mark that you could worry about later. Military or not, you were exhausted and currently in pain. You just stared through the darkness at what had made that noise.
Heavy, familiar pants could be heard before you. It took a long moment for you brain to realize what that could mean. In the meantime, the blob form standing in your doorway launched at you.
Large, calloused hands wrapped around your wrist from what you could feel. The heavy frame pinned you on your back, arms pinned above your head. Heat rolled over you. The calming smell of him filled your lungs. Something warm and felt like fingertips grazed over the naked skin of your chest. You didn’t fight, not just because of the exhaustion. No, it was due to the fact you knew who it was.
As you longed to bring the Yautja into a kiss, your arms were trapped. That’s when you finally noticed the pain burning in your right shoulder. “Mai, let go please. You’re hurting me,” you demanded and started to wiggle underneath the fully armored male. An extra added fifty pounds from his armor and biomask.
The Yautja reeled back his mighty head, tresses slapping against his armored chest. Then, Mai quickly lifted his body weight off of you. The air around you tasted strange. Not in a bad way. It unnerved him nevertheless though. Mai tilted his head, biomask scanning over your frame.
Multiple new injures, most fully healed. Where had you gone?! Then, Mai caught sight of something that wasn’t normal, that wasn’t there before. His hand grasped at the metal attached to your right arm.
It was cool in hold. The gears inside pitched a high noise as they moved within. Mai brought his face close and took in its smell. The skin on upper, inner mouth crinkled at the horrible smell. Not that you could see though with his biomask.
Since he had released you, you brought a hand up to his face and shivered at cold metal. “Take it off,” you ordered of him. Mai listened without hesitancy. The tubes connected to his biomask hissed as they were disconnected. It was ripped from his alien face thrown off to the side on the bed.
Without another second apart, you wrapped both of your arms around him. All of your strength was used to keep him like that. Not that Mai’tuiudh was complaining. Not with you in his arms. Instead, he buried his mandibles in the crook of your neck and licked. Mai groaned at your missed taste. Your last message to him had him… worried. A feeling that wasn’t very Yautja. That didn’t stop him from feeling that way without you being at his side.
To be honest, it felt like the fullest of hunting grounds with you in his arms. Your warmth against him; hearing your heartbeat; smelling you. He wouldn’t let you go, even if this position was making his back due to the strange angle and added weight.
Mai pulled his head back to stare you in the eye through the darkness. “What happened to you?” You knew immediately what he was reference towards and turned on the light on your nightstand. This lit up your newly marred skin to him. The scars were a fresh pink. Mai’s pupils narrowed down and scanned over them, hands coming up to stroke them.
“Careful, they’re still sensitive,” you said, sounding distant. The memories were still fresh but you didn’t want to think about them. Your hand carefully caressed a tress as a distraction.
Next, he motioned with his head towards your metal right arm. Before he could ask about that one, you beat him to it. “I’d rather not go into detail. Let’s just say I lost a fight,” is what you told him. You still couldn’t believe what had happened. Your arm gone. Missing. Replaced by metal.
Anger dribbled into Mai’s system as he stared down at you. “Why did you leave?” he hissed out and forced himself all the closer. You sighed, head falling to the side.
“I was summoned for an operation. It was sudden. I had little time to get ready, let alone send that message to you,” you explained and relaxed your sore arms. Mai changed his position. He forced your legs apart and shuffle closer, bottom of your thighs resting on top of his. His chest to yours, face reburied into the crook of your neck. A growl vibrated your ribcage.
Sharp claws bit into the flesh of your skin. The pain barely noticeable over the already existing one. “Worry isn’t something a Yautja feels.” Mai paused to somehow shift even closer into your body. “You made me worry if you were dead or alive. Don’t do that again.” He stopped again, the gears inside of his mind working. “You know what, you won’t be given an opportunity. You’re staying with me, all the time.”
“What?!” you shouted and wiggled against him, but unable to escape. “You can’t do that Mai! I have a life here, a job, all that stuff.”
It was like he wasn’t listening to you. “Mine,” he snarled into your skin and tightened his hold. There was a chance of freedom at the moment. You were stuck for better or worse.
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damianbugs · 1 year
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do you have any good tim fic recs? without him being massively woobified or fanonised
tim centric fics are not something i usually read (though that IS changing recently) BUT i do indeed have some recs that to me, personally, really encapsulate his character and i think about like all the time. a good tim drake fic can truly change the chemicals in your brain FOREVER.
woobified tim and i have personal beef with each other that will withstand all the generations to come, so i will not be touching him with a ten foot pole. do not fear.
TIM DRAKE CENTRIC FIC RECS ON AO3
Talk To Me by A_Canceled_Stamp
Bruce and Tim have a long-overdue heart-to-heart
MY NOTES: ohhh just the bruce and tim fic ever to exit. i reread this often when i just need a little comfort after things are rough, because it is so well written and i will never get over how sweet it is. happy tears in my eyes forever. bruce and tim is a dynamic that is so special.
lift this curse of bein' seventeen by arguablysomaya
When Tim first dreamed of becoming Robin, he’d been admiring Dick. When he became Red Robin, hurt and alone, he’d thought about the person Jason used to be. But after years of watching his older sister, Tim can’t help but reflect on how much he respects Cass and what she stands for.
As Batgirl, as Orphan, as Black Bat— as Cass, the woman that could face down pure evil and still sneak into Tim’s apartment to pull the laptop out of his hands and shove him into bed.
Or: In which Tim Drake gets a new name.
MY NOTES: oh my GOD. THE TIM DRAKE MOVES ON FROM ROBIN FIC EVER. i never once considered black bat tim but after reading this i genuinely have ascended to a new plain of tim drake understanding. not to mention wonderful tim and cass writing. i love their duo so much. (also!!! asian tim!!!)
by any other name would smell as sweet by misspickman
A dare and a couple of offhand comments set off a domino effect, sending Tim down one or two identity crises. Apparently everyone thinks it's time for him to do some self-reflection.
MY NOTES: i have said this so many times in these recs that it should be a given now to always expect a trans character fic as well. trans girl tim fic u are SO REAL. a friend recommended this to me and i read it all while standing up for a good half an hour unable to do anything else. changed my life forever. good lord
a soft place to land by unchosenone
Tim rubs the back of his head, trying to affect a joking tone. “I knew I should’ve just gone for the new escrima sticks.”
Dick is ready to be a good big brother to his grieving little bro. Tim flips the script.
MY NOTES: dick and tim are truly the brothers of all time i tear up just thinking about what they once had and everything they've lost. this fic is not about that though. this fic is about what a caring little brother tim is.
Check your mic by Lilac_hyacinth
“That wasn’t—” he stared at his bike’s display through fuzzy eyes. “I mean, Bernard’s not my—”
“It’s okay, Tim,” Steph said gently.
The comm felt like a knife in his ear.
“I’m not,” Tim said.
He didn’t know if he was saying "I’m not gay" or "I’m not okay," was pretty sure nobody else did either, and the next thing Tim knew, his comm was a crushed pile of plastic and tech in his clenched fist.
MY NOTES: first and foremost, if you are a fan of timber you NEED to check out this author. the best timber fics out there. this fic is especially special to me and i love the way the comfort was handled. seeing tim traverse through different parts of the queer experience will always be important to me.
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The DC/Marvel Crossover server is proud to present our summer Pool Noodle Party! Celebrating the rarest crossover pairs, both platonic and romantic. Courtesy of this post about ships that are too small to count as ships:
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For our purposes, a “pool noodle” is a relationship tag that comes up with less than 30 hits on Ao3. Platonic (&) relationships count! Any and all crossover pairings with under 30 existing fics are welcome.
We have six themes. Each theme will have a week for posting creations and a week for celebrating — giving feedback and leaving comments. We’ll share everything that was created the previous week and try to spread the love, but also post rec lists of our favorite older fics that fit the theme.
For anybody who's interested in creating fanworks for existing fic, we'll be posting a list (soon) of fics whose authors have given permission for podfic, moodboards, art, and playlists inspired by their work!
Themes are relatively loose, so your ship might fit multiple themes — that’s fine! Entirely up to you when you post.
Check out the prompt lists! Keep in mind that fics do not have to fit a particular prompt, only the general theme for the week they're posted. These are just for inspiration.
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Hackers, Paleolithic weapons, interplanetary romance, etc.
Robin Hood AU 
Mia Dearden & Kate Bishop
Eddie and Venom work at the Daily Planet 
Tony and Roy in rehab
Venom finds a new host 
Kree identity shenanigans
“I’m a doctor, not a _” 
Oracle & Jarvis 
Clint and Dick knew each other in the circus 
Starfire meets the Marvels 
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Not necessarily femslash, but woman-centric!
Natasha Romanoff/Talia Al Ghul
Birds of Prey crossover 
Genderswap 
Amanda Waller puts together an all-female team 
Captain Britain Peggy Carter
Powerpuff Girls AU 
Diana Prince in SHIELD 
Selina Kyle as a Widow  
Coulson recruits Cassandra Cain
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Blorbos who have been resurrected, who live in Daredevil territory, who deal with demonic shit, etc.
Lazarus Pit side effects
Priest!Jason 
"I think they came back wrong."
Dumpster bros 
Buffy crossover 
Nelson & Murdock in Gotham
Orpheus and Eurydice retelling
Angels and demons AU 
Clint Barton/John Constantine 
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-powers, -heroes, -villains, -boys, -girls, and/or -soldiers!
Clark Kent/Steve Rogers
Conner Kent gets adopted 
Powers/serum are sexually transmitted 
Loki joins the Legion of Doom
“Wait, I have powers in this universe?” 
Power swap 
Kryptonian biology quirks
Marvel character gets a Lantern ring
Supernatural crossover
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Murder as a love language, or at least as a career.
John Wick AU 
Ronin!Clint / RedHood!Jason 
Outlaws team-up 
Gun/knife play 
Wade & Slade Wilson are related 
Marvel character trains Jason during Lost Days
Someone kills the Joker
The other Winter Soldier
Frank adopts Jason
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Alternately, found family! Anything to do with relationships involving more than one person.
Band AU 
Team as family (or team as relationship)
Midnighter/Apollo/someone
Werewolf AU   
Biker gang AU 
“God help us if they ever join forces.” 
Teen Titans meet the Young Avengers 
Accidental alien planet multi-marriage
"Everybody lives in Clint's apartment building" civilian AU
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koolkat9 · 3 months
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Royal Red Bros Week - Day 5
@royalredbrosweek
Prompt: Badly Injured/Verge of Death || Bonding
Rating: T
Relationship: England + Canada
Word Count: 1015
Read on AO3
Author's Note: So while working on this fic I was reading All Quiet on the Western Front for school so a lot of this fic was inspired by scenes in chapter 4 with some of the descriptions in this fic being descriptions in the novel.
Your Sword and Shield
Arthur hadn’t heard the first ‘take cover.' Instead, it was Matthew hurtling towards him and knocking him into the mud, followed by the first whistling then an explosion erupting that gave it away. Clumps of dirt rained down on them, though with Matthew practically on top of him, they never hit him.
The darkened sky popped with white, red, green. Like fireworks, but far more deadly. For a moment, he wondered if Alfred managed to get to safety or at least shield himself with something.
Before him, Arthur spotted a sinkhole made by a recent explosion.
“Matthew?”
There was no reply.
“Come on lad,” Arthur shouted, figuring Matthew couldn’t hear him above the heavy fire. “We need to get into the hole. We’re going to die out here if we…”
When Arthur managed to turn around he found his son limp on top of him, crimson trickling out of his mouth.
“Matthew…MATTHEW!” Arthur shouted again, shaking Matthew’s arm. “You need to open your eyes lad before–”
He was cut off by a shell exploding right next to them, tossing the both of them across the field. At least Arthur was finally free, but now he had to get himself and his giant of a son somewhere safe. Luckily they were tossed near a hole. Dragging Matthew with him, he jumped in.
As safe as they could possibly be, Arthur began to inspect the damage to Matthew’s body. The boy had already grown pale, his breath shallow, skin growing colder. His back was bloody from the barrage of fire, his side had a nasty gash from getting too close to an explosion. Grabbing his and Matthew’s field dressings, he attempted to wrap up the wounds.
Minutes later, when the gunfire and explosions finally died away, Alfred came to find them.
“Take your brother,” Arthur commanded, trying his best to carefully lift Matthew for Alfred to reach.
“What hap–”
“You know him. My sword and now my shield.”
Alfred went to say something else but pressed his lips together again. With Matthew out, Alfred reached for Arthur. Arthur batted his hand away and climbed out himself.
“God, what did you do this time Matt?” Alfred reprimanded, picking his brother up.
Arthur was already heading back towards the truck.
“Hey slow down,” Alfred barked.
“We need to get him medical attention if he’s going to survive.”
“Arthur.”
“We need to go.”
“You’re going to get him killed,” Alfred barked. “He thinks about you before himself every time.”
“He’s an adult,” Arthur snapped back, whirling around to face his other son. “He makes his choices. And he does the same for you. For Alastair. Even for Francis, though he won’t admit it.”
“Well…You–”
“We need to move. Or else he really will die. And you and I both know the pain of regeneration.”
— — —
When Matthew began to stir, he could tell he was in the hospital before he even managed to open his eyes. The stench of death and sick mixed with that distinct hospital smell. He let out a slight groan, the pain of his back and side catching up to him.
Instinctively, he went to push himself up having been laid on his stomach only for someone to gently hold him down.
“Relax love,” A gentle voice whispered. A voice he hadn’t heard since he was a little boy.
“Dad?”
“Shhh. Just lay down. Are you in pain?”
“Mhm…”
“Okay. I’ll see if the orderly can get you anything for it.”
Matthew heard shuffling, footsteps. A pained ‘no’ ripped from his throat.
“It will only be a moment,” Arthur murmured.
“Please…stay…”
For a moment, Matthew could picture himself, no more than six standing in the hallway as Arthur was about to set off for England. So many moments like that throughout his childhood. And as much as he wanted to cry out ‘stay,’ he never did. Not that it would have probably made a difference. But now…
“I…I don’t want…” Matthew trailed off.
“Okay…Okay, I’ll stay.”
Arthur took a seat beside him once more.
They were quiet for a moment, only the hurried steps of medical staff and the occasional screaming of a patient filling the room.
“You’re okay right?” Matthew finally asked.
Arthur’s face looked unfazed, but his eyes sparked with something Matthew couldn’t quite place. It made him shutter.
“I’m not the one in the hospital bed,” Arthur answered shortly.
“True…”
Silence again. Or as silent as you could get in a field hospital.
“Am I going to make it?’ Matthew asked.
Arthur was quiet for a moment. Closed his eyes and took a breath. “I don’t know. The orderlies don’t seem to think so, but they don’t quite get how our bodies work. But either way, I’m going to get you out of here and back home as soon as possible.”
“No. No. I’ll heal. It doesn’t take too long, so I’ll be back out there–”
“You’re going home to recover. Especially if you really are going to die. I don’t want you to have to go through the reset in this place.”
“But I have to–”
“You don’t have to do anything. You’ve done more than enough. I’m standing here because of you. But I can’t have you out there in a weak state.”
“Dad I–”
“That is an order. You will be going home in a week if I can help it.”
Matthew paused for a moment, simmering in the command he was given. “Can I at least go stay with Auntie Niamh? That way I’m not making a long trek across the ocean like this.”
“I suppose… that would be best,” Arthur said slowly. He coughed awkwardly. “I’ll figure out the details. Just…rest for now.”
“Okay…B-But you’ll stay right?”
Arthur’s unreadable eyes finally softened ever so slightly. “Of course.”
As sleep crept in, Matthew felt Arthur brush his bangs out of his face. Just before he nodded off again, Arthur pressed a kiss to his forehead. And for a moment, Matthew felt no different than that six-year-old boy, but now his father would stay.
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gggoldfinch · 3 months
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Hiiii! What are your favorite fics of all time? And favorite books?
(I'm in need of reading material 👀)
OHHH MY GOD okay ! I’m SO GLAD YOU ASKED!!!!!!!! This is going to be an INSANE and comprehensive list crossing multiple fandoms/ genres. Everything will be on ao3, but some authors are also my tumblr mutuals or friends so I’ll tag them too. Regular books will be at the end!!!
Important Notes: these won’t be ordered according to preference, just as they come to mind/as I go thru my bookmarks; I’ll group the fandoms together. There will be a mix of oneshots & multichap, finished & unfinished, mostly x reader. I do fancy darkfics and dead doves, but for the sake of social affability I won’t add anything that is too dark, and will give adequate warnings if it verges on dark; keep in mind all of these have their own specific ao3 tags to heed!
By The Light of The Second Moon by @eloquentmoon: Star Wars, Darth Maul/reader, unfinished multichap, canon typical violence
Snacks of Dathomir by Kuraiummei: Star Wars, Opress Bros/Mando!reader, unfinished multichap, crackfic adjacent in that it’s largely about cooking + Mand’o language
Solicitude by @shiversdownyerspine: TUA, The Swedes/powered!reader, unfinished multichap, canon-typical weirdness
this is a gift (it comes with a price) by moonlightserenades: Ghost, Cardinal Copia/reader, unfinished multichap
I Knew Nothing But Shadows by @writingjourney: Ghost, Papa IV (Copia)/ reader, unfinished multichap
Friday Nights at the Vinothek by @writingjourney: Ghost, vampire!Papa II (Secondo)/human!reader, oneshot, vampire-typical bloodiness
Lapine by @bjorntobemild: Fargo, Ole Munch/reader, finished multichap, canon-typical violence & weirdness
The Price of Vengeance by Mighty_Peacock & Prickly_Panda: AVP, yautja/human!oc, unfinished multichap, canon-typical violence, obligatory monsterfuckery
The Shadow in the Valley by frogonalog: AVP, yautja/human!oc, finished multichap, canon-typical violence, obligatory monsterfuckery
Breaking Bread by SS_Shitstorm: Transformers Prime, Megatron/human!reader (plus some other shenanigans), unfinished multichap, crackfic adjacent in that it’s largely about questionable chemistry, slightly more violent than canon, obligatory robotfuckery
Sweet by RandomFangirlX3: Transformers Prime, Starscream/human!reader, smut oneshot, obligatory robotfuckery
Who I Used to Be by TheNaiveMuse: Transformers Prime, humanized!Starscream/human!reader, unfinished multichap, verges on bodyhorror?
the beast that you know by ghoulstly: OFF, Batter/reader, smut oneshot
Rest for the Wicked by Korpuskat: Halloween, Michael Myers/reader, finished multichap, canon-typical violence (definitely the most dead dovey I’m willing to put on the list; even I stumbled out of it like Woah Okay)
Put a Pin in It by charCUTIErie: Hellraiser, Pinhead/oc, unfinished multichap, canon-typical violence & bdsm elements (also the most dead dovey I’m willing to share)
The Mountain by TheMusicalHermit: Overwatch, unfinished multichap, Jamison Fawkes/reader, canon-typical insanity
That’s all I can think of for now, I’m glad to finally have a comprehensive list for myself to reference haha!
Now on to books:
Again, not ordered by preference. There will be a mix of novels, graphic novels, anthologies, academic books, and plays, of all different genres.
Dune by Frank Herbert
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë (wrote part of my senior thesis on this one lol)
The Hellbound Heart by Clive Barker
The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka
Hellboy graphic novel series by Mike Mignola
The Shape of Water by Guillermo del Toro & Daniel Kraus
Hamlet by William Shakespeare
Idiot Verse poetry book by Keaton Henson
Women Writers in Renaissance England edited by Randall Martin
Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
Norton Anthology of English Literature books C-F
Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson
Alien vs Predator: Ultimate Prey anthology (various authors)
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
The Low, Low Woods graphic novel by Carmen Maria Machado
Again, thank you SO MUCH for asking. This was lovely and wildly entertaining to put together ❤️ Inbox is always open if you’re looking for more recommendations!
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kandisheek · 22 days
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FIC REC WEEK 14 – AUTHOR WEEK
AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: Amuly
Amuly is not only a master of smut, but also of unique and interesting concepts. I'm constantly in awe of how varied their writing is. There are a ton of fantastic fics on their AO3, but I'm going to have to limit myself, otherwise I'd probably want to rec all of them, they're just that good.
Here's some of their work that I think you should check out:
Shower Rocks
Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 1,268 Tags: Domestic Fluff, Sam is a Good Bro, Steve vs the Future
Summary: Steve decides it's time to stock his shower up with some of Tony's bathing supplies. Even if one of those supplies is a strange, scratchy rock.
Reasons why I love it: First off, the Sam and Steve friendship in this really warms my heart. Steve is such a considerate sweetheart, Tony should hurry up and put a ring on that. This fic is sweet as hell, so go and get yourself a little treat!
Fairy Godmother
Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 5,186 Tags: Peggy is Tony's Aunt, Howard Stark's A+ Parenting, Alzheimer's Disease
Summary: Auntie Peggy has been telling Tony stories about Captain America his whole life. Only problem is, the real thing just about measures up to the stories. Which means, of course, that Aunt Peg has to go to work, because an Aunt's work is never done.
Reasons why I love it: Peggy is so sweet with Tony. Thank god for her, honestly, considering how Howard was. And her playing matchmaker is amazing. I love the moment she sees Steve again for the first time, and it's so heart-warming to see Tony visiting her later on in life. I wish we'd gotten that in canon. This fic is wonderful, and I really hope you check it out for yourself!
Close Shave
Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 4,123 Tags: Shaving, Bathroom Sex, Porn with Feelings
Summary: Steve and Tony are stuck in a hotel room waiting on an AIM arms deal. Tony makes fun of Steve's straightedge razor, Steve thinks Tony's LASER hair remover couldn't possibly do as good as a job. Steve offers to show Tony exactly how close a shave his razor has to offer. Obviously this leads to sex.
Reasons why I love it: This fic is so fucking hot! I could cut the sexual tension between them with a knife, and shaving as foreplay is something I've always loved in fanfic, so this is right up my alley. Plus, the hints of possibly something more than just sex are fantastic. I love this one so much, please go and check it out!
Gold “Member”
Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 3,004 Tags: Extremis, Sexual Humor, Bottom Steve
Summary: Tony realizes one night that the golden under-armor he pulls out of his skin with Extremis can be pulled out to cover only very specific parts of his anatomy. Namely, his penis. He decides he really needs to share this with Steve.
Reasons why I love it: This fic is hilarious in concept alone, so I was surprised how much the feels actually hit me while I was reading it. Steve and Tony give off major old married couple vibes, their love for each other is palpable. Plus, the smut is really hot – Steve being a sapiosexual made me smile. I love this fic, so I hope you check it out!
Sheriff's Watch
Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 2,646 Tags: Marvel 1872, Blow Jobs, Western
Summary: Steve and Tony enjoy each other company in Tony's home of technological marvels. But there's something out there, and Steve's beginning to take notice.
Reasons why I love it: I really love the descriptions of Tony's house with all of its inventions. And the smut is so fucking hot, my god. Steve discovering the wonders of sex is always fun, and this fic definitely does the trope justice. I love it so much, and I bet you will too, so please go and check it out for yourself!
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England & Canada Fic Recs
my fellow royal red bros fans I am here hot and fresh with some fics about the two or majorly involving their dynamic that I enjoy, mostly from ff.net and ao3 (some are probably crossposted)
Golden Child - drunk England going on about how great little America was to Canada’s silent hurt... except maybe he’s not talking about America at all. Oneshot, ending gives me a nice warm feeling.
Industry and Grandeur - 1800s, France invites England and a colonial Canada to his country for an exposition, lots of lovely interactions between the duo. Just wonderfully written, some great historical Hetalia.
Gift of God - England and Canada head to a restaurant after a meeting to chat when they overhear the plight of a human couple tables away. Canada makes a selfless choice. Very sweet, really like how the author writes them.
The Cold We Hate - ACE family overall, but royal red bros too for sure. Details the North American ice storm of 1998 and how the weather affects America and Canada, staying over at England’s house so he can take care of them.
Teatime questioning - little Matthew asks England how to get a girl to like him, except it might not actually be about liking him, nor how to get a girl to in the first place. Toothrottingly cute, love to think this is how Canada gets into tea.
On Love and Loyalty - a look at Canada’s and England’s relationship throughout Canadian history. Just good sold stuff with a sweet ending.
The Frozen Friend - winter in Canada in the early days after England’s acquired him as a colony. Canada apparently has a strange man as an old friend, but England feels wary for some reason. Then he learns who he really is and oh shit. Slightly spooky and has protective Kumajiro, one of my faves lore wise.
Haunting Echoes - snippet of WW1 with kinda snapped Canada and worried England. Short but dark. Poor Canada.
Feverish - might be if not my fave Het fic, then among my top. FACE family centric, but lots of royal red bros throughout. Canada falls ill, tries to persevere through a world meeting, and things snowball from there as America, England, and France are pulled in to care for their brother that seems to keep getting worse after brief bouts of recovery. And Russia’s there too...? Canada’s failing health may be linked to something more subtle but nefarious than any of them initially thought. Great pacing, characterization, lots of character dynamics, knows when to amp up the tension and when to give it a break. Sadly, this fic remains unfinished and is unlikely to ever be completed, but the 20 chapters we do get are wonderful. I recommend it even if just to enjoy the ride.
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mywitchcultblr · 7 months
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god i feel you about shipping discourse in ao3 sometimes ill find what looks like a decent kaeya & diluc platonic fic but the author puts in the tags "KAELUC DNI U FREAKS >:((((" or something similar and i just sigh and hit the mute button
thats not even getting into the ragbros fics that "accidentally" use the kaeluc tag
Anyone who feels superior for not shipping certain ships are addicted to the feeling of being 'right' and online brownie point, especially if they make it their whole personality. It's just vanity
Personally I avoid the bros tag entirely
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2, 9, 15 for end of year asks?
okay IM DOING IT !!! ugh I’m so sorry I always answer these so late and so LONG but here I am. let’s do this…
2. favorite fic of the year
oh this is HARD I read such good fic this year it’s not fair. WAIT. are we talking a fic I’ve written or a fic I’ve read? I’m doing both to be safe. for both fandoms TWICE! here we go…
gravity falls
written? midnight’s call, of course, as well as the beginnings of its sequel. it’s just so detectable and whumpish and ‘ford wants/should be the main character here but honestly he isnt’ energy that it’s not funny. it’s also the longest wip that I’ve completed thus far (though it’s looking to be easily surpassed) AND it was my first wip ever AND one of the first fics I put on ao3 at all! so! it’s pretty special to me!! :))
as for read, god you can’t make me choose. what had me squealing the most…. it’s been a while and yet there are some that immediately come to mind. do I have to pick?? UHHHHH I’ll have to go between Another World, Another Time by jikanet_tanaka and Interproximal Gradations by callipraxia, which is the third part of the For Want Of A Jailbreak series (sorry, I really couldn’t choose mshdhsh) they both have similar vibes yet such different plots that I can’t help but group them in my head sometimes but they are ALSO some of the most high-quality heartbreaking emotionally investing fiction I’ve ingested on this mortal coil. like BRO. it’s been like six months since I’ve read both and I can still remember certain scenes and the plot and other things I loved so CLEARLY. for example: in another world, they hit ford over the head a LOT. like I can remember three individual times lmao, and two of them were by the same person! the first was entering the strange dimension in the beginning to jumpstart the plot, the second was overexertion/being wacked by a blinded ex-jheselbraum disciple after escaping an attempted to be built PORTAL ROOM in a high tech bill-esque fortress, and the third was during an unsuccessful raid for parts for a resistance the people of the dimension he and the pines have ended up by the same ex-disciple. does that make sense? possibly not! but don’t you want to read to find out? ;) /lh
good omens
written? it would’ve been do you remember hanging up the stars had it been completed by now (which is Impossible lmao) so I’m gonna have to with an angel who goes along with heaven, because 1) it’s my favorite era *medieval/wessex 537* 2) it’s heavy crowley whump 3) I wrote it over two months ago and I can still read it without wanting to die. like I see the flaws, but they are easily overlooked because CROWLEY WHUMP!!!!! I WROTE THAT!!! it’s the ultimate ‘writing what I want to read’ assortment. augh
read? well I haven’t actually gotten to the life-changing longfic on par with the gf fic. I have them marked for later, definitely, but I haven’t read anything past 30k in this fandom yet so I suspect there’s more earth shattering shit out there. atm, though, Ithink I’m going with The Ark by rfsmiley. holy fuck, where do I begin. I have a love/hate relationship with dystopia—love because we get to think about the inevitability of failure, death, and humanity degraded down to pure survival and the things that make us human are a luxury, and hate because we have to think about the inevitability of failure, death, and humanity degraded down to pure survival and the things that make us human are a luxury. it’s just so bleak yet colorful at the same time. media like tlou is triple s tier. so reading a fic like that… safe to say it broke me. they made it to the stars!!!! they cherish every orange slice! every book! they still love each other!! they knew this was gonna happen and they stuck around!!! UGH!!!!! AND THE FACT THE THING’S CALLED THE FUCKINGGGGG ARK. THE ARK. IRONY. IRONY. JAIL FOR AUTHOR RFSMILEY! JAIL FOR A THOUSAND YEARS!
9. favorite creator of the year
okay back to something more soft. first off; I can’t pick. firstly bc idk if it means a fan artist or writer or professional people like filmmakers and show runners. secondly bc there are so many ! how could I pick! also I’d feel back for picking one person over another thats just my brain is wired, and for that I apologize. so moving on ! ty for asking though <3
15. favorite headcanon of the year
god how do you PICK that!!!! thinking…….. AGAIN, it’s between ‘ford is autistic’ and (i’m sorry if this small and silly) ‘aziraphale and crowley like holding hands’ (though that’s fucking canon, but I’m headcanoning it). just. they’re both so important to me. ford is me and aziraphale and crowley love each other. ugh. UGH. thanks for the ask dude, and I’m gonna go jump into a hole now ✨
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inhellf · 10 months
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Hoseok ♡ Seokjin, 2seok fic rec
twoseok tag is dry as fuck, and I won't have that.
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❣️Completed fics only.
❣️nsfw + sfw, +🔞
❣️(❗️) Read all the tags before reading the fics. All works are correctly tagged by their respective authors/owners, so read at your own risk. 
❣️For better understanding, in between brackets I denote Rating, Words and quantity of Chapters.
❣️ Mix of ratings. Mostly Explicit.
Leave kudos and many beautiful comments for these authors ♥️
[Small disclaimer: Some works might be private, so I highly encourage you to create an Ao3 account.]
two bros, chillin' in the gay club, by @/robinticism, (E, 78.4k words, 6/6) THEE 2seok fic, oh my god. Magnificient friends to lovers, with the perfect amount of fluff and angst. SO. MUCH. ANGST, the yearning of my dreams. A ton of introspection, internalized homophobia, feelings realization + tons of sex. But also SOOOooo much love. They love each other so much, you guys.
Kiss Me, by @/yoonkisses_, (E, 4.2k words, 1/1) in the soop canon!!! 🍜 woooow just fantastic. Friends to lovers, and the softest horny porn I've read. Sexy, and sweet, and raw and filled with feelings.
sunkissed moon, by solarizedfilm on ao3, (T, 9.1k words, 1/1) love confessions!!! Fluff, fluff, fluff, and more fluff. They are both sweethearts and soo whipped for each other. (guess who is the moon and who is the sun 😞😞))
two minutes only, you'll get a trophy, by auguststarfall on ao3 (E, 2.2k words, 1/1) the wonders of married 2seok. Exploration of the asexual spectrum, tagged gray asexuality. It's very short, but it's healthy married 2seok learning to navigate each other together. Just so incredibly good!!!!!
fresh like a hell of an oyster, by @/duelofthejoon (E, 4.6k words, 1/1) SO GOOD. A/B/O, alpha!sj + omega!hs. Breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, m-preg but not actual m-preg. Established alpha!sj + omega!hs & canon compliant. It's just so hot and lovely and intimate and so 2seok idk, I adore it.
Telepathy for Virgins (I Can Totally Read Your Mind, Bro), by mabyn on ao3 (M, 37.1k words, 5/5) Literally what the title says. Mind reading, telepathy, romance, humor!!! It's a bit angsty, but it is mostly fun and sweet and charming.
Like Velveteen, by @/vveilvet (G, 3.5k words, 2/2) established 2seok adopt a bunny!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺 (not jk hehe). Really, it's just them loving on their baby bunny (not jk jsjs) and being in love, and sweet, and adorable.
Breads, Bread Smiles and Bread Cheeks, by @/winterbluems (T, 3.9k words, 1/1) 2seok have a child and are a sweet little family. That's literally the whole plot 🥰🫶 so sweet!!
drunk on art, by @/enbyjjin (E, 4k words, 1/1) hand jobs and blow jobs between friends!! Wink wink. Hook up but with feelings!! Wink wink. Friends to lovers-ishhh?? It has a hopeful ending. Loved it very much!! Both are sooo cute and flirty!!
Another Day, by eternal_octopus on ao3 (E, 3.2k words, 1/1) Bathroom sex in their Malta airbnb!! Canon compliant, Bon Voyage. Just!! Hot and sexy and porn with feelings !!
interlude: wait for us by @/novaseok (E, 4.8k words, 1/1) a new favorite! I loved this very much. I would read a whole story about them if the author wanted to write it. I don't wanna spoil it here, but it's genuinely really good. I'll just say: alternate universe; agents, exes to lovers 🤭. Hot and filled with feelings, just like how I love it.
the sun rises and brings us with it, by MintKitten on ao3 (G, 1.5k words, 1/1) like a little spin-off of a greater story. A little shot, a scene of a movie. Heroes and villains Au! Short and sweet, and they are very in love.
the heart of just the two of us, by @/sonnenjhs (E, 1.6k words, 1/1) a proper tease!!! Short, sexy, it leaves you wanting more.
Peaches and..., by @/vveilvet (E, 1.5k words, 1/1) feel like it's obvious, but Hobi eats a juicy [jin's] peach here. That's it. Porn without plot hehe.
dancing on the blades by alicek112 on ao3 (T, 14.9k words, 1/1) woooow. This is part of a bigger universe with other pairings, but this story focused on 2seok is TOO good. Crazy good. Olympic skaters bangtan! Found family, queer community building. Hoseok "is" the token straight of the skating community but he's not ;( !!!! And Seokjin helps him soooo much with his identity and sexuality 🫶
Untitled #3, by @/nsnorthnlights (T, 5.2k words, 1/1) literally the start of a rom com series!!!! I'm obsessed and I'd read an expanded universe of this if it was written. There's a big charm to it. I'm obsessed with this Hoseok and Seokjin.
How I Met Your Father, by @/raplinegold (G, 5k words, 1/1) too cute!! Tennis players!2seok ahhhh. Non linear narrative. Getting together, pure fluff!
oh honey, you're the bee's knees, by Anonymous on ao3 (E, 3.1k words, 1/1) Hot and funny!!!! 2seok on their honeymoon!!! Love it very much
After Hours, by @/koconut23 (E, 10.2k words, 1/1) WOOOW, just wow. The roleplay, the intensity, the setting, the writing. Just wow. Too good, too good. A fantastic fanfic.
Celestial Love, by @/droolyjinnie (G, 617 words, 1/1) A fairytale that made me tear up. ha. Adorable.
smile like you mean it, by @/beam_baum (E, 11.9k words, 1/1) fun and sexy and flirty!!! Alternate universe - royalty!! My two adorable princes. Strangers to reluctant friends to hook ups to lovers. So much fluff, they really are whipped for each other.
Drunk on Your Love, by @/218wrld (E, 1.8k words, 1/1) just.... explicit sexual content. "Hoseok gets tipsy and confesses that he’s never given a hickey. Seokjin is determined to change it." that's the whole plot and im obsessed.
Air in the Waves, by @/vveilvet (E, 2.1k words, 1/1) canon compliant phone sex!!! Remember Seokjin's loud gaming live? Well...!!!
Temptation on His Lips, by @/mommyharrow (E, 16k words, 1/1) UMMM probably one of my favorite 2seok fics. Like, just wow. So hot, so passionate, intimate. I adore the dynamic. This one is precious to me.
strawberry snow, by CrabWhisperer on ao3 (G, 3.8k words, 1/1) just fluff! The reassurance of having each other! They are truly the epitome of loving, domestic, +10-years-thriving-marriage.
the deep ways in which you affect me, by @/9293soulmates (E, 12.3k words, 2/2) canon compliant. Loss of virginity, virginity kinks, first times for pretty much everything. Getting together!!! The confidence between them is wooow !! Also they are both so whipped. They are whipped cream fr fr.
Proving the Love of a Lifetime, by @/nsnorthnlights (G, 3.1k words, 1/1) guys, they love each other so much, guys. Told through Namjoon's pov, canon compliant, short and sweet. Seokjin and Hoseok are two idiots in love, and have been for a long time. So much fluff!!!!
for your eyes only, by @/goldenhopeworld (T, 9.7k words, 1/1) 5+1 things. I literally melted. I was squirming in my seat trying not to completely tear up. Soooo sentimental, it really touched my heart in ways other fics have not been able to.
personnel touch, by @/cutiesexysaucie (E, 9.5k words, 1/1) sooo fun and hot! Friends to lovers! Porn with plot! Feelings! Fluff! Smut! Romantic comedy! It has everything.
First Contact, by @/koconut23 (E, 11.7k words, 1/1) canon universe. Hobi is Jin's first human contact after his covid quarantine. Getting together, fluff, smut, caretaking, sickfic kinda. Friends to lovers!
[new message], by go_gentle on ao3 (E, k words, 1/1) hot boss fantasies! Porn withouth plot, sex in the office. # Seokjin's marketing team works hard. lol.
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ciderjacks · 3 months
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ohhh SHIT Deadloch fic on ao3 headcanoning Cath as a defence lawyer THAT IS FUCKING SPICY BRO WAITTT ok whoever this author is I’m so in love with you oh my god
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