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jeremy-queere · 19 days
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New chapter!
"I hate role reversal!" So says my voice that comes from within. I get screwed by this reversal, because I don't have to date you to win.
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hello i am asking you about your snowed in bmc fic :]
This is only a rough summary I promise this’ll be better when I’ve finished writing it completely
It was the middle of winter, the community theatre had put on a play, it had only ended 10 minutes ago. Christine ran out of the auditorium to see all 7 of her friends waiting for her. After they all give their praise for her and the show, she invites them over to her house to have a sort of celebration for her first actual show. They all agree and slowly start to walk to their friends house. Once they get there, Christine makes them hot chocolate in the kitchen while the rest of them fight over what board game to play in the living room, eventually Rich wins the argument with UNO. They play for a hours then Chloe tells the rest that she has to leave, but when she does, she finds that the front door is struggling to open, Jake stands up and walks over to the window, looking out to see snow, “Chrissy, do you have cars?” He asked, “Yes? Aren’t they out—“ she cut herself off when she saw the large layer of snow, “shit” she whispered, “you guys should text your parents and say that you probably won’t be able to get home tonight” for the rest of the night, they all hang out then sleep and then the fic ends once they’re all asleep. Sorry this really isn’t the best but I haven’t finished writing it yet so take this really shitty thing
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oneheda · 4 months
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*ೃ༄ if avatar characters had twitter ?!
characters : lo’ak, neteyam, ao’nung, tsireya, kiri (if you squint), roxto
overall genre — mini tropes : fluff — jealous!neteyam, pining!ao’unung, trolling!lo’ak x tsireya, natureluvr!kiri, beefy!roxto,
warnings : some swearing
a/n : i laughed SM making this LMFAOAOOA. unhinged. didn’t expect this to go the way it did at first. this is my first fanfic (?)/content post abt avatar and was really inspired by modern au of avatar like tweets or hcs. but this doesn’t rlly take place in a modern au? i kept it in atwow/awa’atlu context. anyway, hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as i did making it!!
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woah-uhuh-uhuh-uhuh · 6 months
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ref for my AU except i removed all the context because im too shy
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jestroer · 2 years
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Mx @theminecraftbee I cant help it im back at this Giant Bird grind
Inspired by This is about a Stuffed Bird by @/theminecraftbee which is SO great if you still didnt read it you really should i think
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masseffectfanwork · 11 days
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Feeding 101
kai parker x reader
summary: damon was a great teacher during elena's transition, but he's less than helpful when kai escapes hell and needs to feed. luckily, you're there at the right place, right time, and offer to teach him, (much to damon's disapproval). | heretic!kai
tags: based on s08e13, mention of twilight, blood drinking, blood sharing, feelings, confessions, arguments, protective!damon but also protective!kai, mention of sex but no sexual content, almost kiss
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You’re too busy texting to look where you’re going. A nervous text from Alaric; a warning, judging by his unusual use of the red exclamation + question mark emoji. You stumble to the bathroom to read it, wanting your reaction to be out of sights from the crowded diner. Mystic Falls has been a mess lately; no doubt it concerns the next big enemy. 
But as you burst open the nearest door, you catch the sight of two bodies occupying. Right as you turn to leave, you realize it’s Damon by the sink. 
“Oh, shit, sorry - wait, Damon?!” 
This is an uncommon place to find him. Usually, he’d be at the Mystic Grill or the Scull Bar. Never at the rather unkempt small diner on the end of the street. You, however, go there often, whenever you need to escape wandering eyes and small-town chatter. Damon, often both the cause of the eyes and the chatter, enjoys being in the center of attention. 
However, when you catch his gaze this time, his throat tightens in fear. “Y/N, out! Go!” 
His urgency scares you. Your eyes bounce around the room for the threat, wondering what’s so imperative that you hurry on your way out the door. 
You settle your attention on the figure beside him. Well, not one, but two. 
One man slouched against the wall, diner apron still loosely around his waist. Another man is holding him up by his shoulders, feeding on his neck.  
You startle at the sight, not expecting it. 
“Get out, Y/N!”
The man feeding is too caught up in his gig to notice your presence, but you soon start to recognize his shoulders. 
You stop, feet planted into the cement; fear becoming curiosity. “Is that Kai?”
“No!”
At the same time, the man in question lets the diner cook slump to the ground. He turns to Damon, unsuccessfully wiping blood off his face. “So that was-” he finally sees you, “hey, I remember you.”
“She’s leaving,” Damon answers. “Y/N, go!”
“Y/N, that was it!” 
You’re having trouble tearing your eyes from his face. Jesus Christ, he’s a messy eater. 
“Is this the big emergency Ric texted me about?!”
Damon shrugs, “probably.”
“As much as I love talking about Ric, I need to feed on more than just this big guy. I’ve been in hell for a long time, Damon, and-”
“I know! You’re hungry; I get it. We’re having a little problem right now of finding people that you can eat. It’s not like there’s a line outside of willing participants.”
You swallow hard.
Kai’s always made you feel a type of way you couldn’t explore. His bloodstained lips and teeth multiply that feeling tenfold, reminding you why you came to Mystic Falls in the first place. Vampires, witches, werewolves. You started out as a Twilight enthusiast looking for adventure, attending Whitmore College, but then became a valuable asset to the team. 
God, if Kai ever knew how hard it was for Elena to keep you away from him, you’d probably die inside. You fell for him hard. And now, staring at him in his full transition, you can already feel those tingles returning. 
“What are you guys doing?” You ask, genuinely curious. 
“Kai here says he can bring back Elena, but he needs to be strong enough to do the spell.”
Ah. You shift your feet nervously. Even despite what he did to your best friend, you can’t help your desire for him. “So you need to go,” Damon continues, “and not be a witness anymore, and we need to go find more bad people.”
“Why only bad people?”
“So that Damon doesn’t feel guilty for eating good ones,” Kai answers, to which Damon gives him a distasteful smile. 
“And, because like I said, you don’t exactly have anybody willing to be fed on, especially not by you. So we have to get a move on it if we’re to reverse this spell quickly, before Cade gets his hands on you.”
“Cade?”
“He’s coming for me, because I escaped Hell.” He glances down at the diner cook again, wondering if any of his blood is still fresh for a second round. “I really don’t want to go back there, to Hell, and every time I feed, I can feel myself getting stronger, so that’s great, in case I need to fight him.” Kai takes in the sight of you one last time before tearing his lust-filled eyes away. “So if we can find more people-”
“Feed on me.”
“What?”
“What?!” Damon repeats Kai’s question, but with extra dismay.
“You need to feed, but are having trouble selecting people. I’m a willing participant; feed on me.”
“Yeah, that’s a no.”
“C’mon, Damon, you want Elena back, and so do I, and I don’t know… I trust Kai won’t kill me.”
“Y/N, do you not see the dead guy slumped on the floor?”
“Yeah but Kai knows me. You both do. I’m not some villain, or some unimportant cook.”
“That man was very important,” Damon fakes, “he was doing his job, serving burgers-”
“He was forcing his hand on an underage girl,” Kai interrupts, “that’s why we picked him.”
“See? Eating people with a good cause. C’mon, Kai, I trust you. Just heal me back up when you’re done. Has Damon taught you how to do that yet?”
“No.”
“Okay, then I will.” You shrug off your coat, exposing your neck. “Come here. Pierce this vein,” you point, “and drink from it.”
“No!” Damon lunges for Kai when he steps closer to you. “Y/N, this is insane!”
“It’s fine! You’re being dramatic!”
“You’re being under-dramatic!”
“That’s not a thing.”
“It certainly is!”
“He isn’t going to drain me, I’m just giving him enough to make him stronger. You want Elena back, right? So do I. Kai, drink.”
The vampire steps closer, flicking his tongue against your neck. When your knees buckle at the sensation, he grabs your waist to hold you up. 
“You okay?”
“Mhm. Go ahead.”
Damon can only watch as Kai follows your instruction, biting down carefully into your jugular vein and beginning to suck. He was never so careful with his previous victims, and would let himself tear messily into their skin before finding his latch. Blood would stream down their neck and his chin, staining them both. You showing him where to latch makes his bite a lot cleaner. Instead of worrying about hurting you, he can focus his attention on keeping you upright. 
“Are you okay, Y/N?” Damon asks, also noticing your weak knees. 
“Mhm- yes.” You grab onto Kai for support. He pulls off to look at you, but latches back on when you nod the consent to continue. 
“Doesn’t look like that from here.”
“It’s just… intense. I’m okay.”
After a minute or two, your skin pales. Your body is weakening under Kai’s strong grip, and he realizes quickly, detaching his teeth from your neck. 
“Hey, what do I-”
“Bite here,” you point to his own wrist, “feed me your blood to heal me.”
“Bite here,” he repeats, situating his teeth on himself. He bites, then it bleeds. “Like Damon’s done?”
“Exactly.”
“Okay.” He pushes his wrist up to your mouth, almost force-feeding you. You would’ve grabbed onto his wrist and fed yourself, but the way Kai does it, like he’s desperate for you to heal, makes you wonder if he could really feel that way.
Within seconds, you start to feel like yourself again. The color returns to your face, and you get a little of your strength back. Most of it is turned to mush at the fact that he fed from you - he literally fucking fed from you; your heart is racing - but not all of your weakened state is due to overwhelming feelings. 
“Are you okay?”
“Mh- yes.”
“Are you sure?” Damon overrides, coming up behind you. 
“I’m good. Fuck,” you’re still trying to catch your breath, exhilaration coursing through you, “felt good.”
“Well it isn’t supposed to feel good,” the elder vampire comments. 
“I, um, I just meant… the healing part of it did. Felt good to have my strength back.”
“Mhm, sure.”
“I didn’t hurt you?” Kai asks, head tilted.
“No, you didn’t. You’re okay.” He smiles, then brushes a loose hair from your face. You have a suddenly overwhelming urge to kiss him, but doubt Damon would like that very much. Instead, you point towards the sink, then at his bloodstained mouth. “Let me clean you up, okay? Can’t go anywhere with dead line cook all over your face.”
Kai takes a step back to let you reach the sink, while Damon tries not to be dumbfounded at how okay you are with this whole situation. 
You wet a paper towel and add a teensy bit of hand soap, then beckon Kai forward. 
“Thanks for teaching me how to feed properly,” he says, watching the first bit of blood wash down the drain. 
“Of course. I don’t know why Damon didn’t-”
“-because that’s not my job, Y/N. And it wasn’t yours, either.”
“Still. There’s a huge bloodstain on the wall now, and that one certainly isn’t my problem.”
“We’ll just leave it for the cleaning lady. Put an ‘Out of Order’ sign on the door.”
“Nice,” you reply dryly. 
“Hey, while I was feeding,” Kai says suddenly, “I felt this rush go through your body that I hadn’t tasted before. Is that normal?”
Damon’s heart drops to his toes. “It was fear,” he tries to say. He knows you had a crush seven years ago, and Kai does not need to learn about it now.
“I’m asking Y/N.”
“I, um… yeah, I mean, normal sometimes. Blood sharing can be really personal, so since you weren’t feeding to kill, it’s not…” you glance over to Damon, who’s making gestures of cutting off a head to make you stop talking, “it’s, uh, normal.”
“It’s personal? Like how?”
Damon’s eyes roll all the way to space. He slaps a hand to his forehead. 
“Um, like… well… that level of trust that I put in you, coupled again, with the fact that you weren’t feeding to kill. Sometimes it can stir up, uh, feelings.”
“Feelings?”
“Oohkay, Y/N, you’ve done enough!”
“I don’t know how to explain it!”
“Blood sharing is personal because you’re feeding off one another in a really intimate way, sometimes more intimate than sex. Now, Kai, another important thing you’re gonna learn about being a vampire is compulsion. Compel her to forget this ever happened.”
“What?” You step back in surprise, “no!”
“Come on, Y/N, it’s for your safety. He doesn’t have any feelings anyway.”
“No! Damon-”
“For the record, I feel things sometimes. Remember - hello - merge with Luke? And before that, I could feel, I just didn’t know what I was feeling.”
“Neat. Great. Compel her anyway.”
“Damon!”
“No! She doesn’t want it. I’m not gonna force something on her that she doesn’t want.”
“I bet this guy didn’t want to die, did you think about that?”
“That’s different. She’s different. She matters.”
“Oh, great.”
“You just said blood sharing is really intimate, so why would I compel her when she doesn’t want it when we practically just had sex?”
“That is not what I said!”
“It is, too!”
Damon sighs, “you compel her because it’s for her own good! Because she should never be caught doing anything with the likes of you. You’re only gonna get her killed.”
“I didn’t get her killed just a minute ago when I was feeding on her.”
“Because she showed you how! Otherwise, you would’ve just ripped into her neck like this other guy here.”
“No, I wouldn’t have fed on her at all if she didn’t teach me, because I’ve never wanted to hurt her.”
Damon throws up his hands. “God! Kai, why?!”
“Oh, is it suddenly bad that I care about someone?! I thought that’s all you ever wanted from me. And now I do, and I’m the bad guy again?”
“You were never the good guy, I-”
“Okay, just stop it!” You interrupt, putting hands between the men. “This is ridiculous.”
“His apparent, sudden feelings for you are ridiculous!”
“I’ve had a crush on her since the day I merged with Luke,” he blurts out.
“What?” You and Damon say in unison, both now looking at him. 
He sighs. “You were there for Bonnie’s birthday and helped us all send a message to her. But after my sister stabbed me and Damon healed me with his blood, you were the one that cleaned me up and made sure I was okay. I always thought you were cute, but from that day on, I don’t know, I just felt something.” He looks down, embarrassed. “I never said anything because I’m, well, me, and you’re you - this super sweet and gentle and caring person, and I would be nothing but wrong for you. And the only reason I agreed to feed on you today was because I am really hungry, and your blood smells just so good, and you were willing to teach me how to do it without hurting you.” He pauses, “I’m sorry for lying to you, and I’m sorry for causing such a big fight, and for letting this get out, but that’s the truth.”
“You had a crush on me,” you say, not really as a question. Kai looks up, unable to read your tone, hoping your face gives you away. He expects mocking, certainly not the excitement you seem to have instead. 
“Yeah.”
“Damon,” you turn suddenly, “did you hear that?”
“Yep, all three times, Y/N.”
You turn back to Kai, expression unreadable. “For the record-”
“Y/N, don’t-” Damon attempts. 
You ignore, “I’ve always had a crush on you, too.”
A smile tugs at the edge of his lips. “You have?”
“Even before the merge, I liked you, but then after it, watching you navigate the world, I couldn’t help but fall head over heels. I wanted to help you through it more but somebody…” you glance at Damon, “held me back.”
“For good reason-”
You interrupt him again. “But yes, Kai, I like you.”
“Even as a heretic?”
“You think I’d let just anyone feed on me? Let alone a baby vamp who I literally just watched rip open another guy’s neck?”
He smiles. “Got it.”
“If anything, it was hot.”
“Y/N-”
“You learning control on me was hot, too, but that display of near-rabid vampirism was also super hot.”
“Y/N-” Damon warns again, not liking the direction of the conversation.
“And yeah, I wouldn’t share my blood with just anyone. So, yes, Kai, I think it’s safe to say I like you even as a heretic.”
Kai’s hand finds its way to the side of your face. An overwhelming urge to kiss you settles in his bones. 
“Nope-” Damon speeds forward to separate you. “You can talk about your weird, gross, feelings, but we aren’t going any further with them today.” 
“Alright, alright.”
“Damon,” you warn, not liking the grip he has on Kai’s shirt. “Easy.”
“Oh, he’s fine. He’s a big, strong heretic now, right?” He pushes him hard into the wall.
Kai groans, pain coursing through his body for a mere second before any bruises heal themselves. 
“Damon!” You come to his side. “Let go.” Luckily, he does. Kai makes another, lower groan as his body is released from the man’s clutches. You try to not let it go to your head. “Can we just… go do whatever it is you were doing earlier now? This guy is starting to smell.”
Damon looks at him, then at the two of you. “Fine, whatever. Y/N, I’m assuming I can’t shake you off?”
“Nope.”
“Alright. Then let’s go make enemies out of my friends.” You tilt your head in confusion. 
“Bonnie, who’s helping Kai get out permanently. Alaric, with… Alaric in general. Elena, when we wake her, for letting her realize I failed to keep you two apart like she tried so hard to do. Matt-”
“We get it.”
“Good. Then let’s go.”
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trashpidgeon48 · 7 months
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One of my fanfic philosophies is that I often go to fanfiction for couples with issues or tension and via fic that either worsens or gets cured. If a show has a cute wholesome couple in canon I am less likely to read fic for that couple because I have all that I desire for them in canon. There’s not much spice to work with, you hand me a couple with issues up the wazoo, I’ll read so much fic that makes them better or worse.
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bigfemboyenergy · 29 days
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The Worst Crossover To Ever ‘Cross Over’ Pt.2
See, Danny isn’t terribly surprised with his predicament. And by that, he means that he is wholly unsurprised that he has to fake who he is. A fourteen year old kid working, in this day and age? Unlikely, he thinks. So he decides to pretend to be fifteen, what an easy fix. But that doesn’t help with Sonic’s side of the problem. Sure, Sonic gets confused for a kid, but..how old is he?
As soon as the thought surfaces, Danny opens his mouth to speak, turning to look at Sonic as they walk around, searching for a somewhat acceptable abandoned building or something similar to hide out in for now. “Uh, how old are you, exactly?” Danny asks, with little hesitation. Sonic shrugs; “Old enough to legally drink in some countries- why, worried about something?” Danny feels his face turn a bit white. Wow, his appearance does not match his age. With a nervous smile, Danny responds with, “Yeah, dunno if you could get a job looking like that. I’m fourteen, and even I look older than you.” Sonic coughs awkwardly. “I’m gonna have to work on that, aren’t I? What an unlucky day it is,” he says, with a yawn. Shelving that problem in order to focus on the most important one, the two continue to wander the streets, looking for something to temporarily call “home”.
It isn’t too long before they find a suitable place. Dark, dreary, just like everywhere else; but it’s far more exaggerated, and even dirtier than the rest of the city. Some old graffiti here and there, a broken window or two. Not too shabby on the inside, still has running water and an AC. It makes Danny wonder just how old this building is and just how long it’s been since it was last lived in.
Sonic inspects every nook and cranny of the building, as if checking for safety violations. It appears to be an old office building, with kitchen necessities in what might’ve been a break room, and running water in the bathrooms. He investigates alone, namely for “Danny’s safety”, he says, but it makes one think. The amount of spiders he’s killed seems to point to a different conclusion..but that’s of no matter.
After looking at every floor, Sonic finally decides which one they’ll be staying on. Something that’s just a cut above the rest, and also safe enough- the third floor, out of four. He waves Danny over to the cleanest spot in the spacious, main room, calling out, “Let’s sleep over here for now, since we kinda can’t clean anything yet. It looks a lot nicer here, away from the nasty corners.” Danny nods, agreeing in silence. It looks like they have a lot of work to do, as they both flop on the floor and try to sleep.
Danny, however, struggles to sleep. In an entirely new city, an empty building, with someone who he’s just been freshly acquainted with, trying to sleep on the cold, hard floor? That’s no easy feat, and he acknowledges this. So he comes to the most logical conclusion: why not check out the city from above, via Phantom form? In silence, he nods in agreement with his own thought, intrigued by his new possibilities. He’ll fly out and survey the town, enjoy the sunrise, if he’s awake for that long- try to make this place feel a little bit like home. Familiarize himself with it, perhaps. It sounds like a good plan, no? So he acts.
He whispers to himself, after assuring that Sonic is asleep, “Going ghost!” He transforms in silence. A little reminder of who he is, the whispers of who he was only hours ago, come to him via his reference of his beginnings. It gives him a feeling of determination, a want to explore. A desire to protect this new friend he’s found, and the strangers of a place he’s newly discovered. Slowly slipping through the floor, intangibly, he floats out of the building, making himself invisible so as not to spook anyone else who may be out at night.
In the night sky, he soars through the clouds as he takes in the layout of the city. It’s large, dark, and..full of crime, which makes a lot of sense in such a poverty-stricken area, but.. it has an air of abnormality. Suddenly, he hears some horrible sounds. Shrill, shrieking laughter booms out from a warehouse a few blocks away, his ears wishing for the silence of seconds before to return. Although he doesn’t truly want to approach, his obsession to protect those in need draws him to the source of the sound. The closer he gets, the more off everything seems. And..are those furries on the top of that building? What have I gotten myself into, he thinks, with an accompanying facepalm. Oh, boy.
Back in the cold, dreary office building, Sonic wakes up, restless. He feels terrible..he turns towards Danny, wanting to check on him, before quickly finding out that he’s not even present. What a fantastic day this has been. Sonic feels his heart pumping, ready for a run. He has to find Danny, to make sure he’s okay. Unless..he left of his own accord? Shit, what if he actually is weirded out by me..he said something about the unusualness of a guy like me showing up, didn’t he?! Sonic struggles to decide what to do. He knows Danny could be in need, he knows he’s young. And, from what he’s gathered, he’s a bit odd too, but if he needs help, of course Sonic should jump on in for him! They’re “partners in crime” now, aren’t they?
Despite his conscience screaming at him to go, he still struggles to make the choice. What if Danny really didn’t mean anything he said? But..he listens to that loud, desperate part of him. He doesn’t want to lose the only person he’s found here. If he can save or help this kid, someone who accepts him in this strange new place, that’s just what he’ll do.
So, against his “better judgement”, he rushes off, speeding around the town to find Danny. If anything, he should be where it’s quietest or where it’s loudest, since both are eeriest. As Sonic zooms off, going incredibly fast so as not to be seen clearly, he is particularly careful to check suspicious, disturbing areas.
Not long after he began his run, he finds Danny. But it’s quite the weird situation to be in.. cause Danny’s colors are inverted now? Amd there’s this weird bat guy a few buildings away, with some friends, too.. and a fucking..clown?! What is this shit, bad writing??!
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venerascent · 26 days
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your usual corialanus with his elsa boxers, sir 🤝🤝🤝🤝
i recently reread TBOSAS and ohmygod i cannot these two confused bros chilling in a hot tub ARE EVERYTHING TO MEEE i love them so much T-T yet everytime i draw something i wish i could colour so much differently than i usually do, my artists out there! do y'all struggle with figuring out your colouring style?
anyway happy late snowjanus week <333
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jeremy-queere · 11 months
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Oh wow - I just realized I should be advertising these here.
So, a friend Venus (aka V aka @nyx-bait) and I have been roleplaying for several years now. I got permission to post our RP logs on ao3 for archival purposes. But if anyone else is interested, it is Good Readin'.
The plot is a crossover between Be More Chill and a mobile game called Uta no Prince-sama - a rhythm game about Japanese pop idols. We wrote a scene of Jeremy meeting Ai, an android created to be an idol, at one of Ai's group's internationally-touring concerts. We weren't sure if they would get along or not.
But... they turned out to have the best chemistry of any couple I've ever written. So we kept writing. And writing. And writing some more.
The first chapter of the first fic about these two has an explanation on how to read roleplay logs if you're unfamiliar, as well as clarifying expectations.
For the most part, we've written Jeremy/Ai in that original universe discussed above. But we've also messed around with some AUs, including "Jeremy, an undergrad exchange student working as an intern, comes across Ai in his early-development stage as an AI" (coming soon) and "Ai's creators want to investigate this illicit tech on the market, sending Ai undercover as a high schooler in New Jersey to catch Jeremy, fully SQUIPped and spreading the pills as quickly as he can."
For those of you who enjoy my writing of Jeremy, Michael, and the SQUIP, I encourage you to check out "Is It Weird to Date the Evil Robotyrant in a Nerd's Body." (Venus is solely responsible for these great titles.) Like most RP logs, it's an unfinished story. But like I wrote in the intro notes, I really think it's worth reading for some fun asshole brainwashed Jeremy, undercover detective Ai, and SQUIP-truther Michael. Here's a taste:
Pay attention, the SQUIP snaps.
Jeremy takes a shaky breath and tears his gaze away from the guy he's been staring at intermittently for the last ten minutes of homeroom. It's not his fault, he thinks. That bright blue hair would capture anyone's attention. It's a good thing, too. Jeremy is relieved at anything that gets the school's focus off of him. What are the odds that this random high school in Newark would get two brand-new transfer students on the same day? Pretty low, Jeremy figures. It's even weirder that they'd both be drop-dead hot. 
Jeremy can think that about himself now. It's not even an ego thing. It's an objective fact. The SQUIP has gone through every square inch of Jeremy's physical appearance, restructuring it from the bottom up and eliminating as many imperfections as is physically possible. Jeremy's hair is conditioned and gelled, his skin blemish-free, and the SQUIP gives him a little shock whenever he smiles crookedly. He's been trained to give a movie-star smile instead, one that shows off his bright white teeth. 
This other student, though? He definitely doesn't have a SQUIP or they would have synced up the moment the guy stepped into the classroom. Either he was born with those good looks or he's got some amazing beauty-routine tricks up his sleeve. He's not even basking in the attention that he's earned, either. His thick lashes are brushing heavily against his cheek with every blink, his chin resting on a hand as he watches the teacher at the front of the classroom. He scans the room every now and again, and he's definitely locked eyes with Jeremy at least once. The SQUIP had Jeremy tilt his head with a devilish little smile instead of averting his eyes with a blush like he was inclined to do. It's a social faux pas to keep staring, but... damn.
Jeremy is sure it's the bright blue hair cascading down on one side of the guy's head with all the unchecked wild beauty of a waterfall that keeps distracting him. What else could it be?
Stand up and wave. Offer a tentative smile, but keep your back straight and your shoulders back so you look confident. The SQUIP's order seems to come out of nowhere, but Jeremy knows better than to question it. He obeys immediately, actually tuning in to the teacher as he stands. 
"And our other transfer, Ai Mikaze," the teacher is saying with a gesture at the hot guy.
Sit, the SQUIP says. Like a dog hearing a command, Jeremy sits. He almost turns his head to look at Ai again, but his neck doesn't turn like he expects it to. The girl beside you is interested in you already and she's a valuable social contact here. Think of her like the Newark version of Jenna Rolan. Remember Jenna? You're going to want to sleep with her. Once upon a time, Jeremy would have gotten flustered at hearing the SQUIP say that. Now it just feels routine. Initiate meet-cute flirt protocol. 
Make eye contact fleetingly, give her a cocky smile when he catches her staring, drop his pencil at the SQUIP's command, brush up against her hand when she reaches to pick it up for him. Yeah, he knows the drill. It's as easy as breathing nowadays and twice as boring.
Jeremy, the SQUIP says in irritation. He blinks at Ai dumbly before he remembers that if he's looking at Ai, he's not looking at the new girl. Ugh. He's somehow still so bad at this.
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pinklemonslices · 9 months
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boyf riends are making me unwell rn does anyone have fic recs :3c
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viaviv124 · 29 days
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Fanfiction Commissions OPEN!!
[UPDATE REGARDING SETTING COMMISSIONS]
Hi! So I've decided i'll try selling fanfictions because why not, worth a try!
Fandoms I'll do:
Undertale 
Cult of the Lamb
Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss
Danganronpa
Heaven Officials Blessing
Captain Laserhawk
Hamilton
Super Mario
Black Butler
Dear Evan Hansen 
Be More Chill
Heathers 
Stardew Valley
Anything else i'm familiar with, just ask! 
Content I'll do:
Shipping
Angst 
Fluff
Crackfic
Hurt/Comfort
Hurt/No Comfort
Lime
Anything that isn't in my don'ts list, really. 
Content I won't do:
Proships (Pedophilia, Incest) 
Romanticised Abuse
Real People (OCs are fine, i mean primarily stuff like celebraties, youtubers etc)
Anything that makes me uncomfortable (will be discussed when necessary) 
Content that's case by case/has requirements:
Dead Dove Do Not Eat: depends if the content makes me uncomfortable or not, but generally I'm up for anything. 
Smut/NSFW: i won't post it and please do not post it either. Keep it for private use. I also won't do Non-Con, Necrophilia and other kinks and fetishes that make me uncomfortable. 
Gore: bear in mind i'm not really good at it. I'll decline if it gets too extreme for me. Please keep it out of sex.
Please remember that I always have the right to say no, regardless what the lists say.
When the commission is done I'll always ask you first before I post it. It's something I wrote for you so you also decide what's done with it. (again, except NSFW.)
Payment:
SFW: 5€ per 500 words
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NSFW fics can be self determined if you want to pay the initial prize or more.
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Fanfiction Examples: Ao3
I will be writing whenever I can but please bear in mind that I'm very busy throughout the week. 
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fionacle · 5 months
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i cannot understate how much a squip would improve my life, but i also cannot understate how absolutely fucked i and everyone around me would be if my squip was evil like in the musical or if it did things wrong and potentially was glitching like in the book. voice of eric william morris coming out of darkiplier (claudia cacace lol)?? i’d be dead. god forbid it became like Wheatley or something. I need you to understand how horribly down bad I would be. it’d tell to punch my sister in the face and i’d just be the judge from the good place “yeah, you’re probably right.” i’d absolutely take the risk because schoolwork is hell and it could tell me how to go through every other part of life, again insanely useful, but dude if i tell you i got a squip keep an eye on me. i have to cope with it being a sentient computer AND whatever character or person it deems important enough to me to influence me? death
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suddenlymicah · 9 months
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what if, and hear me out here, saiki kusuo fanfic with the song hey mickey
like teruhashi is gonna try to ask saiki out on a date so saiki goes to the person we're shipping him with bc they like him and is like "yo you wanna hang out after school" and the other person goes holy shit im special kusuo actually tolerates me enough to ask me to spend time with him and they go on a kindof fake date and now teruhashi can't interrupt because she thinks its a real date and that would not be what the perfect pretty girl would do and saiki starts catching feelings for the fake partner and
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lunaryuwu · 4 months
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✨Fic Writing Review 2023✨
Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.
A tag game!
Words and fics
Total word count: 74372
Total number of fics posted: A whopping 9 baby
Most recent fic: Remembering the ones who can’t be here
Longest fic: The Genius Is Heere (41496)
Shortest fic: The Best Christmas Gift (391)
Top five fics by kudos:
The Genius Is Heere (49)
I Don’t Wanna Be Special (40)
The Magical Feeling of Falling In Love (38)
It’s Always Truth Or Dare That Screws People Over (37)
The Best Christmas Gift (28)
Upcoming projects and events for 2024:
Fics to be finished:
Memory Leak (BoyfRiends assassin/mafia au)
Existence and its questions (The Genius Is Heere bonus fic/Aroace!Squip and aroace!Christine bonding fic)
Wips that hopefully will escape the plotting stage:
A Prince’s First Journey: An Odyssey (Bmc fantasy au)
A Dance with Destiny and Deceit (working title/bmc light/dark academia au)
Android Boy (Bmc android!jeremy au/BoyfRiends)
Michael In the Bathroom: A series of alternate scenarios (a series of one shot of mitb what ifs)
No pressure tags:
@theabyssgazesalsointoyou @dragonairice @biscuitbakerbecca
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