#fanfics cover

[jmsoup]

coffe or kiss

© 02.10.23 — pedido pessoal, spirit fanfics. 📊 em caso de inspiração, não esqueça de creditar.

#jmsoup #bts #cover #cover spirit #ibis paint #fanfic #capa #ds #jimin #jungkook #jikook capa #jikook cover #social spirit #social spirit fanfics #fanfics #fanfics cover #cover romântica

[sysaaw]

Pedido #11

Flores por toda parte – por @tipogirassol

Shipp: Meanie / Grupo: Seventeen

— Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/332338373?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Sysaaw&wp_originator=h8IBPCOrORi06hS0di3M386SRJlwPzhaJwnbiUxPVqxL5ZIFVDWsIbpqUlIeFvwMt2UIT3%2BZMhRLA1Owb0WCjk%2BFY4Nz5Q3DEId0ikNFEDxNehcrfEdu06ZsR%2FzdWP96

Admito, esse daqui deu um trabalhinho, principalmente quando falamos da fonte dourada! Mas isso são detalhes, o modelo diferente me fez ampliar meu conhecimento, além de ter ficado muito lindo TuT deem uma chance a fic e sigam a tipogirassol! Ela merece tudo de bom ✨️

#fanfics cover #kpop fanfic cover #sysaaw #seventeen #wattpad #wattpad cover #meanie #svt mingyu #svt wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #kim mingyu

[whothecrappadoodlecares]

Let’s be real, in the next few days/months, AO3 could be like “hey, due to the unexpected costs of maintaining and updating our servers after the attack, we would need about 10K please. We would accept any penny you can bear to part with, but don’t force yourself!”

and then get 500K, a house, a brand new server, and a kidney in about the time necessary to read a 1.5k word long oneshot.

#ao3 down #ao3 #fanfic #fanfiction #fandom #too many of us used this site as therapy #They should be covered by some kind of insurance at this point #We basic bitches #if we got ao3 #then we good otherwise we panik

[halfghostwriter]

“… so basically just about everyone in my life has tried to kill me at least once, it’s kinda become my go-to way of making friends, just striking up a conversation with anyone who shoots me. It’s worked with just about all of the rogues in my hometown, including my clone-turned-sister who I had brunch with just last week. Even my parents used to shoot at me, but that was only for like a year or so and in their defense they didn’t actually know it was me, haha. It’s kinda funny, the only person who ever managed to actually kill me was a friend of mine who didn’t technically kill me the first time, and then only did it a second time to fix some rewritten timeline stuff, and I still dated her for a while after that. Oh, speaking of dating, my first girlfriend tried to kill me WHILE we were dating, but again, in her defense, she didn’t know it was me haha. But yeah, that’s kinda why I kept talking to that guy while he was pummeling me, just a bit of a pattern I’ve wound up developing. Anyway, what was the question again?”

“… How did you get in my safe house, and do you need medical attention.”

“Oh! I crashed through the window, and probably. Also, I’m gonna pass out.”

And then Danny passed out.

#dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #danny phantom #dc x dp #dp x dc fanfic #I don’t really have much context for this #I just thought it would be funny if Danny showed up in some random hero’s safehouse covered in injuries #and instead of elaborating on those injuries #just winds up talking about how it’s totally not that big a deal he’s totally had worse than this #you should see what his ex girlfriend did to him haha #and said hero just. not knowing what to say here

[toastyravioli]

Any time I see any gaalee, I sorta think like; Gaara cripples Rock Lee then they reconcile after the Kimimaro fight and they're supposed to just move on, but:

"How does Gaara handle this kind of thing? How does Rock Lee handle this?"

How do you go about this kinda traumatic incident? Gaara feels horribly guilty now that he's healing and learning. Rock Lee persevering through his injuries and accepting Gaara into his life. They're both learning and adapting to make the most of their lives. Every now and then, Gaara's guilt presents itself as a panic attack, and Rock Lee handles this by soothing him. Considering that Rock Lee is the one who actually went through this trauma, I wonder how he handles it.

I'm sure in this au there is ✨️ninja therapy✨️

#art #artists on tumblr #gaara x rock lee #gaara #lee x gaara #gaara fanart #gaalee #sabaku no gaara #rock lee #comic #I'm certain there are tons of fanfics out there that cover this topic for this pairing #i haven't found any that capture this sorta vibe yet #naruto fanart #naruto

[xjustakay]

✨ put us on ice by xjustakay ✨

“When you think about it, the rink is kind of like our circus.”

in celebration of finally wrapping up put us on ice, i was very lucky to be able to commission the loveliest @cuckooboo to do this incredible cover art piece!! truly the biggest of thank you's to cuckooboo for doing such an amazing job with this art, and all of my love and appreciation to each of you who have shown so much love to this story! it's been so very, very special to me<33

#jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #james potter #regulus black #jegulus fanart #jegulus fanfic #GONNA THROW UP #CAN'T SEE THROUGH MY TEARS #OBSESSED DOESN'T EVEN COVER IT #THE WAY THEY'RE LOOKING AT EACH OTHER AND THE POSE AND JUST ADJFKADLJFK #THE PHOENIXES BANNERS AND THE 'START A CIRCUS WITH ME?' #IT'S THEMMMM #THEM THEM THEM #i wish i knew how to be normal about them (no i don't i love them so so so much) #my precious precious put us on ice babies #gonna miss them so bad #but this has truly been so damn special #thank you to everyone who's loved them with me #fic: put us on ice #kay’s writing #fanart

[cryptidghostgirl]

hii i read your fic with the humanalastor! x reader where they become like partners in crime (i loved it sm)

and got an idea based off of it

what if Alastor dies first and a few years later Alastor and the reader reunite after she goes to the hotel? thought it would be kinda cute :)

A/N ngl I was thinking of doing something like this so I am very happy it is desired by the people as well. Also, we're gonna pretend that the timeline I created wouldn't make her like over a hundred years old when she died, okay? Okay.

Cover Up Pt. 2 (Alastor x Reader)

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of murder and blood, nothing graphic. Alastor being a depressed little bitch. Also a lot of dead bird metaphors for lost hope. Please let me know if I forgot anything.

Word Count: 1,971

Part One: Cover Up (Human!Alastor x Human!Reader)

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When Alastor had died, Y/n had shattered. Their years of holding one another's bloodstained hands had finally drawn to a close. They had a good run, nearly a decade before anyone caught on. His death also came with the added downside of throwing suspicion on Y/n. To say the event changed her life would be an understatement.

When Alastor had first woken up in Hell, he had mourned his loss as if she was the one who had died and not him. The allowance of such a foolish thing was short lived. He quickly realized there was no way Y/n wouldn't end up in Hell as well eventually, with her track record. He refocused his pain, his anguish into making sure he had the perfect world to serve up to her on a platter as soon as she arrived.

As the years ticked on, the little bird fluttering away in his ribcage became more and more despondent. He tried to distract himself by continuing his work, continuing his plans for her. Always for her. It worked to a certain extent but, soon it had been sixty years and she still hadn't made her arrival. It didn't matter how many overlords he killed, how many worthless souls he tortured. There was nothing that could take his mind off that.

Alastor wondered what sort of life Y/n had made for herself after his death. He wondered if she had found love again, held out hope that she hadn't. It was a selfish wish, he knew it. Alastor had always been selfish. It wasn't that he wished for her to be unhappy, just that he knew she was the only person, living or dead, out there for him. There was no hope for Alastor that wasn't Y/n and he wanted her to feel the same way about him. He didn't want to lose, to have been an idiot, to have been the one that loved more. At the same time, he didn't want her to feel that way either. It was complicated and confusing, the twists of his own logic.

Another decade and he began wondering if somehow his beloved wife had gotten into Heaven instead. He knew it was a long shot, after everything she had done but, she had also never killed anyone who didn't deserve it. Maybe there was some exception for women who killed their pursuers, when the pursuers were coming on too intensely or had ulterior motives. He wondered if she'd remarried, if she had kids. If she was still on earth, there would have to be something that was keeping her there and that was the only thing that made sense.

Eighty years, as it turned out, had been all he could take. The bird had died and its corpse had rotted, festering into anger. Not anger at Y/n no, never anger at Y/n but anger at the world, at the system of the afterlife. He became bolder, brasher, more foolish. He got caught in a bad deal.

Coming to the hotel had been a command, yes, but it had also ended up being something of a salvation for the man. In the seven years of his disappearance from the rings of Hell, there had been little to distract him from the growing hole of Y/n's absence. It was a hungry thing, a deep seated want, a controlling desire. The hotel served to fill it. Not completely, but a little. It was better than nothing. Besides, for all her violence, Y/n had always had a way of seeing the best in others, in the world around her. He was certain she would have liked Charlie if she ever got to meet her, certain the hotel would shine in his wife's eyes.

Husk and Nifty were the only two who knew. They had both met him when Alastor's focus had been the creation of a world for Y/n, it was impossible for them not to. They had both noticed how as the years had passed, he had said her name less, how he had become crueler. Not even Charlie had in inkling of an idea that Alastor might be missing something, might be unshakable heartbroken. He hid it well.

Even now as he entered the lobby intent on finding Charlie in order to discuss some of the decor on the upper floors, he made sure his smile was firmly fixed in place. A smile was the strongest weapon a person or demon could have, the strongest disguise. He made sure he was never without one.

"So you just arrived today?" he heard Charlie saying as he began to make his way down the stairs.

He could see her by the door, talking to a demon whom her position obscured from his vision. A new guest. Internally, Alastor sighed. This was throwing a wrench into his plans for the day.

"Yeah I... it's all so confusing here. Wonderful in a way, don't get me wrong but... when I heard about your hotel, it seemed safe."

The unknown demon's voice was soft, it pulled at his heart strings. The corpse of the bird was a puppet at its familiarity. It was a sickening feeling, the dead body of his hope being pulled up and twitched around for another's unknowing amusement. Alastor nearly faltered, hesitating on the last step.

"So are you actually interested in redemption?" Charlie asked, sounding downcast.

"Well, I'm not really sure yet. Is that okay? I mean, I just got here today and... either way, I love the idea of your hotel and I want to help. I could work as a maid? Or I'm a pretty good cook? My husband always said so anyways. I'm sort of trying to find someone too so... What I'm trying to say is that I could work until I've figured it out, if that is alright with you?"

Charlie hummed in thought as Alastor began to cross the room, heading straight for the pair.

"It's a bit unorthodox but, I suppose. We could always use another helping hand."

"Really!?" the stranger exclaimed, "Oh thank you!"

Alastor was over Charlie's shoulder practically now. She shifted on her feet, allowing Alastor to at last see the person she was talking to.

"So, what's your name?"

The demon opened her mouth to speak but, before a word could leave her lips, she was interrupted by a static filled voice. It brought back memories, hurt her heart to hear.

"Y/n."

There was no doubt about it. Even in her new demon form, Alastor knew. It was the curl of her hair, it was the brightness of her eyes, the way she held herself. She looked up at him with wide eyes.

"When did you get here?" Charlie asked in confusion as she turned to the side, turning the pair into a group of three all facing one another, "Also, you know her? Oh my gosh, wait. Are you okay? I don't think I've ever seen you not smiling before."

Neither payed the princess any mind, each absorbed in one another's eyes. Y/n took a sutering half step forwards, her mouth slightly open.

"Alastor?"

It was barley more than a whisper. She took another step towards him, then yet another. Lifting her hand, she gently cupped it around his cheek. Instinctively, the Radio Demon leaned into the touch.

"It really is you... isn't it."

Alastor pulled Y/n into his arms, wrapping her in his frame and resting his chin on the top of her head. Y/n was frozen in shock for a moment before she returned the gesture, balling her fists in to the back of his coat.

"Wow. You guys really know each other." Charlie mumbled to herself, eyes wide.

The pair pulled apart, Alastor still holding Y/n's waist as Y/n held his coat. She looked up at him, disbelief etched into her features, her sentiments reflected back to her in Alastor's own face.

"I thought..." he mumbled, raising a hand and tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, "I thought I'd never see you again."

Y/n laughed tearfully.

"Me too."

"Where have you been? What happened? What... what took you so long?"

"If I had known I was coming to you, I would have died way sooner. I lived, Al. That's what happened. I only just got here today."

"I know, I heard, but what... what kept you?"

Y/n heard the tremor in his voice, the fear. She looked up at him, eyes narrowed.

"Are you jealous?"

Alastor's eyes flicked to the side momentarily. One of his ears twitched. It might have been nearly ninety years since they had last seen one another, they might've looked completely different and had whole lives the other wasn't in, but it felt like they had just seen one another yesterday.

"Oh, you so are!" Y/n teased brightly.

"Y/n."

"Yeah, yeah. It's just dumb is all, especially now I know you've been here all along."

"So tell me."

Y/n had always loved his insistence. It was what kept Alastor to his code, kept him to her, kept him him. She smiled once again.

"Soooo..." Charlie stepped in, her hands behind her back, "Either of you want to explain?"

Both Alastor and Y/n at last turned to look at her. He was smiling again, Charlie noticed. Not the normal ear to ear grin, teeth bared, she was used to. Something smaller, something softer. They released one another, only for Alastor to immediately drape an arm over Y/n's shoulders. It almost seemed like each feared the other would vanish into thin air if they weren't physically touching. She reached a hand up, gently holding his hand where it hung off her shoulder, keeping him to her.

"Charlie, this is my darling, lovely wife."

Y/n shoved him playfully and he smiled down at her.

"You're married!?"

"Yes." Y/n nodded, "We are. Have been for what, like one hundred years now?"

"So what kept you?" Alastor asked again and Y/n sighed.

"You really aren't going to let this go, are you?"

He shook his head. Y/n slipped out from under Alastor's arm, taking both his hands in hers. Her fingers traced his knuckles, the lines of his bones beneath the surface of his skin. Her eyes watched their hands, she sighed.

"After... well, Al, you died burying a body. It was hard for people not to know. I..."

"You got caught? You went to jail?" Alastor interrupted, his smile having fallen once again.

Y/n laughed slightly under her breath.

"No, heart. I stopped my own work but, the whole world knew of yours. I thought that... it was so dumb! I thought that... if I was alive, then so was the real version of you in some way. Not the true crime, vandalized version, but the person I knew."

Alastor lifted her face to his, his hand lingering under her chin.

"You were always secretly quite the romantic, weren't you."

"Oh hush you."

"Make me."

Y/n cheeks suddenly flushed bright red.

"Okay!" Charlie interrupted, laughing nervously, "Okay, well, I'm happy for... this, um, Alastor! Why don't you show Y/n around?"

"With pleasure."

Alastor leaned down, kissing Y/n gently. Her hand was half raised to burry itself in his hair when he pulled away, smirking in response to Y/n's irritated glare. Linking arms with her, he began leading Y/n to the staircase.

"I must say, I rather like this new look of yours." he hummed placidly.

"You're not half bad yourself deer boy, if a little cocky."

"I was always cocky. That's what you liked about me."

"Wrong. It's only one of the things I love about you."

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Next Part -> Cover Up pt. 3

#x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor the radio demon #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #radio demon #radio demon x you #radio demon x reader #the radio demon #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #wife!reader #Alastor x wife!reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin #x reader requests #x reader fanfic #requested #request #requests #x reader oneshot #x reader one shot #request one shot #one shot #oneshot #part two #cover up

[mkunart]

Commission to @beet-roots

The client asked for a cover for his/her headcanon, which btw, will feature one of our beloved characters from SDV, Sebastian.

For more info on the project, check out his/her Tumblr! :)

Art by: @mkunart

#sdv #stardew valley #sdv fanart #stardew valley fanart #stardew fanart #sdv fanfic #sdv sebastian #stardew valley sebastian #stardew valley fanfic #sebastian sdv #commission #sebby #sebastian #freelance #stardew valley commission #cover #sdv headcanons #stardew valley fanfics

[furiosophie]

“Ghost?” Soap asks as he pulls open the door, knife still in hand, baby still wailing. “What are ye doin’ here?”

“What am I doing here?” Ghost throws back at him, brows creased and eyes downright murderous, the kind of look that back at base would mean Soap is about to run laps until he pukes. “You just disappeared for a bloody week, Johnny! Didn’t even tell Price where you were going, aren’t answering your fuckin’ phone, what the hell do you think I’m doing here?”

“Right,” Soap says because yes right, he has a vague memory of Ghost texting him, but he also doesn't really have a clue where his phone is right now and he definitely wasn’t aware it’s been a week until he just mentioned it. For a moment Ghost looks like he’s going to take him by the shoulders and shake, and then his eyes land on Joey, and he frowns harder as if he only just noticed that Soap is holding a screaming child.

“You knock someone up, Johnny?” he asks and it sounds oddly offended but mostly like he’s taking the piss, so Soap is about to tell him to fuck off when there’s a loud crash from the bathroom, followed immediately by a high shriek. He whips around, trips over one of Cass’ tiny toddler-sized shoes, and nearly impales himself on the damn knife if it wasn’t for Ghost grabbing him by the arm to hold him steady.

“Give me the baby,” Ghost says like he says give me that gun when they’re hunched over in the dirt, bullets flying past their heads, so Soap does.

to you i can admit (that i'm too soft for all of it)

[read on ao3]

ship: john "soap" mactavish/simon "ghost" riley

words: 19 220, completed

tags: mw iii fix-it, set between danger close and trojan horse, kid fic, angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort, domestic fluff, getting together, ghost fell first, soap fell harder, ghost is just some guy (tm), jk this still has 09 ghost backstory, fellas is it gay if the superior officer you've been lowkey flirting with for four years drops everything to help u raise ur sisters kids, this is both a hallmark movie and me processing grief so godspeed, canon- typical violence, mentions of past childhood abuse, not beta read we die like- qunshot

#soapghost #ghostsoap #ghoap #cod mw3 #mw3 fix it #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #cod fanfic #took me fucking ages to write this fic and get the cover done but here we are #bon apple tit #i'm actually rly fond of this thank u to anyone who already read it 🙏🙏 #id in alt text #soph writes #soph arts

[fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic]

Pray For Us, Icarus a Good Omens Fanfiction Series by Atalan

For three centuries, Crowley has been reincarnated over and over as a human with no memory of his past. Aziraphale has tried to find a way to restore him to his true self, but all he seems to do is hurt them both. This time, he only means to steal a brief moment when he walks into Crowley's flower shop. But Crowley can't let it go...

Read the series here and check out my rec here

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #fanfic rec #aziracrow #good omens fic rec #aziraphale x crowley #Pray For Us Icarus #Atalan #Flowers for Anthony #fanfic cover #fic cover

[storiestoldbytime]

The Ordeal of Being Known

And The Rewards of Being Loved

#drarry fanfic #drarry #drarry fanart #hpdm #harry x draco #fanfic cover #will never get over these two fics

[ao3-crack]

(x)

#archive of our own #ao3 quotes #ao3 stuff #archive of our own quotes #fanfic #fanfic quotes #funny #ao3 #ao3 notes #shows up to the party 10 mins late #covered in plot bunny bites #with a home-brewed hot chocolate #because the local starbucks is closed from the plague #covid mention #covid ment tw

[sysaaw]

— Um novo ano está chegando! O que acham de uma repaginada no visual do portfólio? Este cantinho em breve terá uma mudança no visual e também nos estilos de post! Ansioses?💙

#fanfics cover #sysaaw #kpop fanfic cover #social spirit #spirit cover #wattpad #wattpad cover #portfolio #interação

[doodlesforfics]

Bus to Nowhere by foldingfacets aka @precarious-hermit is very good take on Danny-on-the-run plot

and also im ridiculously in love with the whole Tommy ‘Dumpster’ ‘Snacks’ Kingdan thing

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #Danny Phantom #danny fenton #dc #Gotham City #batman #fanfic fanart #havent read the new chapter yet but when i saw that it updated i?? vividly hallucinated an idea for mock cover like wowie was i hit with it #i dont know what it is about Danny wearing his hoodie and backpack like this?? but this part of the fic is admittingly very dear to m #danny fenton in big hoodies uwu #hope you like it foldingfacets! <3 #Bus to Nowhere by foldingfacets

[nipuni]

Some requests were for modern AU so I played dress up with Erik in some modern outfits 😊

#The Phantom of the Opera #Phantom of the Opera #erik #poto #my art #they are kind of basic listen I'm not a trendy person but I don't think he would be either so it's fine #hopefully these cover some scenarios for fanfic visualization needs 😊 #everytime a client asks for 'gen z' clothes I am reminded that I have no idea what people wear

[ink-through-her-veins]

Merlin telling Arthur he’s so repressed that they’ve both nearly died for each other countless times but can’t even hug him, and Arthur being like WTAF, we’ve hugged, Merlin. You smelled like a bog, and I remember it clearly because it was the greatest moment of my life. I even pressed my nose into your muddy neck IN FRONT OF GWAINE.

Arthur’s upset that their hug was so meaningless to Merlin that he forgot it, and Merlin swears he will get revenge upon Morgana for stealing it from him.

Still no one talks about the magic because it’s BBC Merlin.

#merlin #bbc merlin #merthur #arthur pendragon #merlin bbc #merlin emrys #merlin x arthur #merthur fanfic #those gifs going around get me every time #did Bradley have to turn his entire face into Colin’s neck? #I mean it’s genius and perfect and amazing #but how am I supposed to believe Arthur didn’t want to kiss his neck right then #it’s impossible #he’s covered in mud and Arthur wants to kiss the mud away #it’s all I can see in that scene #aaaauggghhh wtf! #ITHVmerthurprompt