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ifearloveisviolence · 1 month
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I'm a sucker for 'Nedzu adopts Izuku' fics so I wrote one!
Nedzu is so hard to write please tell me how I did (〃´∀`)
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icedghostlatte-art · 8 months
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"I was promised power... Revenge for all the ill I have ever received..."
Vlad Plasmius - The King of Hearts
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x-gon-give-it · 4 months
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Accompanying picture to chapter one of my fic “Wade Wilson’s Guide to Studying Your Spider”
Since we’re getting close to the end of the story, I’m going back and doing a final edit to all the chapters so I can lay this fic to rest as soon as the last chapters posted.
Here’s a link to Chapter 1: Strange Occurrences if you’re interested 😉
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weirwoodsea · 5 days
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Take off your armor
Inspired by All Moments Pass by @attaining-fic THEONSA SOUPVERSARY 2024
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redroomroaving · 1 month
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for your humble consideration: Rolan x Geraldus
I've been writing about a grumpy tiefling wizard falling for a sweet Harper prince over on AO3, if you want to read about some soft bois healing over some books.
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dayligthltos · 6 months
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No rules.
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Tags: Louis Top | Harry Bottom | H Intersexual | Many kinks
Chapters: 7/?
Words: + 10k
Harry is a boy with fixed beliefs, he knew that the subject of sex only has to be talked about when he is in a marriage, but still, he was curious, wanting to know what it feels like to be touched.
"But isn't this bad?" Harry whispers. "It's not bad if I touch you" Louis replied as he kisses him.
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steampunkserpent27 · 1 year
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Art by @biskueee for my WIP recovery fic. (Mature, currently 129K) -Do not repost/re-use-
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antilocaprine · 1 month
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Hey, do you remember Among Us? You kids used to love Among Us! Anyway, I've updated my crossover fic. Find it here, and see an except below:
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an-au-blog · 1 month
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One sided pining Sanji that I may or may not like how it turned out... ':)
And the title may or may not be a song I imagine Zoro pledging his endless love and devotion for Luffy because I thought it would be funny that even the story about Sanji is still not about him :))
Ps: lowkey so happy that I promised @leo1132 that I'd finish it, so I could bully myself into doing it lol :))
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Fic Masterlist
Hey gang. I realised that i dont really promote my fics on here and i prob should because this is my fan account lmao. i usually do it on my main just because it has more followers but. most of those people dont follow me for fandom stuff so it doesnt really work. anyways! here is a list of ao3 links and short summaries for all of my fics so far!
A Sweet Surprise - A fic I wrote for Dean Winchesters birthday in January, and the first fic I ever posted!! It's a very short and sweet little one shot about young Sam and Dean. John is away on a hunt for Dean's birthday, so Sammy takes matters into his own hands!
Get Some Rest - A one shot reader insert Star Trek Fic. You are the head of the ecology team on board the Enterprise, and after returning from a mission that did not go as planned, Spock and Jim take care of you and make sure you get the rest you desperately need. Absolute tooth rotting fluff.
Lay All Your Love On Me - Another reader insert Star Trek fic. You walk into medbay to find Bones overworking himself (no surprise there) and try to convince him to take a break. In the process he discovers that you are a very good hugger, and word spreads fast. Basically, it's four chapters of gratuitous cuddling with Bones, Kirk and Spock, sue me.
The Lonely Warrior - My current WIP! Einar, my MCU OC, is a 10 year old Light Elf who becomes orphaned and is taken in by the Avengers. Contains some pretty heavy themes, especially to begin with, but makes up for it with plenty of found family fluff later on! New chapters are being uploaded every Sunday :)
Reblogs are appreciated!!
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ifearloveisviolence · 2 months
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/54246631
I wrote a little drabble thing and wanted to post some art along with it! (this is just so I can link the image on ao3 lol)
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bionicle-ramblings · 5 months
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Updated the one-shot thing!
Ngl, it took forever😅
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gremlin-bot · 10 months
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Proof of Death, Please!
Ao3 link: here
Out of everything that happened from his public reveal and the Guys in white being shut down, Danny never expected to have to prove he had died. Especially not for college funding paperwork.
Yeah, he was glad that the United States saw the error of their ways and stoped trying to genocide the beings of another dimension. The benefits of doing this will never outweigh his time being hunted down for less than sport, but not having to worry about a good bit of his college expenses was nice. Fill out some paperwork and he'll be set for college. 
Too bad that it's asking for proof of death. Which for most people wouldn't be too hard to obtain, but he of course can't have anything easy. How does he prove a death that was never noticed in the first place? 
Glaring down at the paperwork wasn't helping but it's what he will continue to do until he thinks of a solution. Ancients, will he have to get a death certificate‽ He hopes not. How would he even do that, get a medical examiner to look at him? He didn't even go to the hospital after he died, just waited for his parents to make a doctor's appointment for him. 
Danny lets his head slide out of his hand, hitting his desk with a soft thunk. It was at this moment that his guardian angel of paperwork decided to check up on him.
"Danny, how's the paperwork going?" Jazz asks as she leans against his door frame. 
"Jazz, I need your help. I have to include proof of my death and I have no idea how I'll do that." Danny pleaded as he dramatically turned in his chair to face her.
"Is this the Financial Ecto aid paperwork?" Her eyebrow raised with her tone.
"Yes," He looked up hopefully at his wonderful big sister.
"Little brother, you didn't read it all did you?" She asks fondly. 
"What- Yes, I did!" Danny defended. Pushing against the back of his chair, barely managing to not fall out of it. She walks across his room. Looking over his shoulder, after a minute of scanning the paper she points to the section just underneath where he was glaring at. 
"See it says here, 'if you can't provide proof of death or haven't died provide proof of an ectoplasm contamination level of 15 (20 fl.oz) or more'." Her finger moved along the page as she read. 
"Oh." Okay, so maybe he didn't actually read all of it. 
"We can have mom do it in the lab when she gets home. So, no need to get stressed out over it." She pats his head before leaving him to the fresh hell of paperwork again.
He takes one more look at the papers at his desk…. 
Danny pushes himself away from the cursed things and flops on the bed behind him. Yeah he's not doing the rest of that today. It can wait for his test results and shit. He's going to take a fucking nap.
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iluliluu · 5 months
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🌊 Aonunete Masterlist 🌊
All of my current Aonunete works on AO3. Regularly updated :)
ALL WORKS COMPLETE
~ link to my ongoing fics -
Canon Divergence
The Paths We Walk
Rating: Explicit Word count: 22,574 Summary: Neteyam was about to open his mouth and finally set the record straight that no, he wasn’t courting Ao’nung, and why did everyone keep assuming that?, when the boy in question suddenly appeared in front of them like a mirage. “Hey, Ikran Makto,” he said, jerking his chin in Neteyam’s direction. “You promised me a ride.” “Oh, he’ll give you a ride, alright,” said Ti’eniya, dissolving into a fit of giggles. Kaorì fist-bumped her delightedly- a custom he had picked up from his uncle. “Eywa help me,” muttered Neteyam under his breath, grabbing Ao’nung’s bicep and hauling him away before his cousins could make any more lewd remarks. Or: The Sullys return to the forest for Mo'at's birthday. Neteyam is mortified by his family's suggestive remarks, Ao'nung is confused, and Mo'at is this close to slapping some sense into them.
Not Your Golden Boy
Rating: Explicit Word count: 22,298 Summary: Neteyam is sick of living his life for others. Overwhelmed by the expectations placed upon his shoulders, he finally snaps. Or: Neteyam acts like a normal teenager for once
Take my Breath Away
Rating: Mature Word count: 1,777 Summary: Ao'nung has a surprise for Neteyam. Things don't go as planned until they do.
Remaining
Rating: Explicit Word count: 3,541 Summary: “No,” he whispered, voice breaking, as he saw Jakesuli’s large form approach, a body cradled in his arms, hanging limply. The sunset illuminated them from behind, encasing them in an ethereal glow, a final caress from Eywa as she welcomed him home.
Sir, Yes Sir
Rating: Explicit  Word Count: 2,243 Summary: A continuation of Ao'nung & Neteyam's first time in 'The Paths We Walk', as requested by some lovely readers ✨ Can be read as a standalone or as a continuation of said scene.
Human AUs
Lover or Fighter; why not both?
Rating: Explicit Word Count: 29,900 Summary: “Get your fucking hands off my brother,” he growls, pushing the boy back by his shoulders. When the boy doesn’t back down he pulls a fist back, tension coiling in his muscles like a spring before snapping, sending his knuckles flying into his face again and again until only bloodied pulp remains. Ao’nung is absolutely terrified. He’s also very, very turned on. (Neteyam is a sweetheart- until someone threatens his loved ones)
Not That Innocent
Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3,558 Summary: “Jack. What’s that one again?” Kiri asks, scratching the side of her nose. “Never have I ever. First person to put down five fingers has to drink,” Tsireya pipes up helpfully, holding her palm up and splaying her fingers to demonstrate. Neteyam groans. “Do we have to? We’re not twelve.” “You’re just embarrassed that you don’t get any,” Lo’ak snickers. Neteyam rolls his eyes. “I get plenty.” “Yeah right!” exclaims Lo’ak sarcastically. Ao’nung can’t help but agree; he’s never seen the darker-skinned boy so much as flirt with another person, despite the fact that he could easily get anyone he wanted if he tried.
Conversations
Rating: Mature Word Count: 4,182 Summary: Tuk overhears something she shouldn’t, and tells her dad, leading to a very stern and awkward conversation. Maybe more than one.. or: Jake is a concerned and exhausted dad Ao’nung and Neteyam are mortified Tuk just wanted to protect her brother
Hazy Summer Nights (with you)
Rating: Explicit Word count: 18,460 Summary: The air was hot and humid, the sun high in the sky, a warm sense of nostalgia permeating the late summer atmosphere. Neteyam had two more weeks until he started his senior year of high school, and he wanted to make the most of his last days of freedom. … Human au - the teens go on a solo camping trip
What's in a Name?
Rating: Mature Word Count: 6,691 Summary: 5 times Ao’nung gets jealous of Neteyam's contact names, and one time he does something about it. … It feels like there’s a fist rummaging around inside Ao’nung’s abdomen, squeezing his organs like spaghetti. What kind of psycho squeezes spaghetti? his mind counters, and he’s briefly distracted before remembering that the squished spaghetti-ness is because Neteyam seems to be hiding the fact that he’s talking to ‘HANDSOME MAN’ from him, and, if he’s honest, that would probably be enough to make him squish a bowl of spaghetti, if he had some on hand.
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xoxo-ren-xoxo · 1 month
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Title: I Bite At The Hand That Feeds Me Rating: Teen & up Warnings: discussions of death, systemic [fantasy-world] discrimination and societal-scale cannibalism Relationship: Grumbo (kinda)
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Mumbo considered himself a decent person, all things considered. He’d been raised by well-meaning human parents—hippie types who cared a lot about the plight of their hybrid counterparts. Their ideals transferred back down to him quite naturally, the motto of Peace, Love & Plants, even though he was born after the Cull. After the rounding up of hybrids, that is. It was never about feeding people. Things change fast, he supposed. As much as he would like to be some rallying activist or hybrid saviour, he was just a man trying to get by and do the least harm possible. Just Mumbo. Just surviving. Ignoring it as best he could. He wouldn’t make a difference in the lives of those hybrids. They would be slaughtered all the same. At least, that’s what he thought. It’s funny how life catches up to you. How it can all change in a matter of hours. OR: An escaped hybrid breaks into Mumbo's house, changing the trajectory of both their lives forever.
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redroomroaving · 4 days
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The Red Harp (victorian/penny dreadful style AU - He Who Was x Shadowheart, Rolan x Geraldus, more)
This city is filled with demons; and as the constables track down those mortal evils, those murderers and thieves, behind the unassuming door of The Red Harp they hunt those evils existing in the space beyond. The High Harper's daughter has been taken. The medium and the thief stand at the docks, growing cold as they await the arrival of their newest recruit, the exorcist, ready to begin the work.
(a monster hunting squad fic featuring:
The Medium: Shadowheart
The Thief: Rugan
The Exorcist: He Who Was
The Mercenary: Aradin
The Apprentice: Rolan
The High Harper & The Rashemen: Jaheira and Minsc
The Last Harper: Geraldus
And more to come. Art on its way.)
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