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asexual-fandom-queen · 22 days

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Fanfic Writer 20 Questions

I was tagged by @nixie-deangel to do fanfic writer 20 questions, so let's dive in! Tagging @42wallaby-way-sydney @fatherofthebride @coldtomyflash to participate, if they are so inclined.

How many works do you have on AO3? 72

What's your AO3 word count? Just shy of 366,000

What fandoms do you write for? I started out doing most of my writing for The Flash/Arrowverse, but most recently have moved on to writing primarily for Stranger Things, Ted Lasso, 9-1-1, and Teen Wolf

What are your top five fics by kudos? 1. Turn And Face The Strange (Stranger Things, Stoncy) 2. All On The Line (9-1-1, Buddie) 3. Givin' Yourself to Me Can Never Be Wrong (The Flash, Coldflashwave) 4. Hands On Me (I Think I Wanna Let It Happen) (9-1-1, Buddie) 5. House Like a Homecoming (Stranger Things, Poly Monster Hunters)

Do you respond to comments? I do! I kinda never shut up about how important comments are to a fandom's ecosystem, so when I get them, I answer back!

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I don't usually end fics in full angst mode, but maybe the fic with the most bittersweet ending is Unfair. It's a SethKate (From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series) fic set in the aftermath of a sex pollen situation that leaves them both hurt and vulnerable. But there's still that nugget of hope, because they're hurt and vulnerable together.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? If I'm going for not just pure fluff factor, but how satisfying the happy ending is in the context of the rest of the fic/the source material, I would say Maybe We'll Get Forty Years Together which is a Jamie/Keeley/Roy future fic set during their wedding where Jamie has a chance to hash things out with his father.

Do you get hate on fics? Every once in a blue moon. I write a lot of polyships, and sometimes those polyships are an amalgamation of two sides of a ship war, and people have opinions about that lol. But generally, no.

Do you write smut? What kind? Sure do! I'd say it's what I write primarily. Generally, I write smut with feelings, or angsty smut. Sometimes it's definitely just smut for smut's sake though, which is also fun! I'm a big supporter of being horny on main.

Do you write cross-overs? I don't. The closest I've gotten is writing an AU based on another tv/show. I don't dislike them in principle, I've just never written one myself.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Yes! Someone stole Taste of Your Lips (I'm On A Ride) and changed it from the original pairing of Zari/Amaya from Legends of Tomorrow to a Lauren/Camilla RPF and posted it on Wattpad. I'm very grateful to the person who messaged me on Tumblr to let me know, because the thief did take it down when I confronted them about it.

Have you ever had a fic translated? I have, and it's really cool to have been asked. My Buddie fic Exploration has been translated to Chinese.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Not exactly. I was part of a multi-creator rewrite for season 2 of Legends of Tomorrow, which involved re-plotting and re-drafting as a group, so you could technically count Episode 2: Crisis and Faith.

What's your all-time favourite ship? I'm actually gonna have the dumbest answer for this question because it's a ship I've never written for, probably never will, and don't even really read, but it's Frank Castle and Karen Page from Daredevil/The Punisher. Their dynamic is just exactly what I want out of a ship. No notes.

What's a WIP you'd like to finish, but doubt you ever will? I have an Abby/Buck/Eddie fic that's on permanent hiatus that I almost certainly will never finish, especially because, in working on it, it started to splinter off a lot of ideas and dynamics and scenes I actually want to use for an original novel someday, so I don't see myself ever completing it. I would like to finish that novel though lol.

What are your writing strengths? I think I always feel most proud of my characterization being pretty on point, and I get enough comments to that effect that I don't think I'm just making that up. I also think I'm good at writing in small details that seem minor but make an impact.

What are your writing weaknesses? I fizzle out! I don't have good stamina to go back to something if it's gonna take me more than one sitting to write, which is why most of my stuff falls in the 2-4k range. I also lose steam without feedback and encouragement. My educational background is in creative writing, and I've been a long-time member of fandom, plus part of writer's groups even before then, so the idea of writing being a solitary thing is kinda wild to me.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? To each their own for this. For me, personally, I'll use a word or a very small sentence I'm reasonably confident is correct in a fic, but for longer sentences, I would write in English and just indicate it was said in another language in the dialogue tag. Plus, even if it was a language I do speak fluently like Frech, it doesn't mean readers do, so I think English is still the way to go.

First fandom you wrote for? So, if we're talking first fic ever, we have to go back to when I was five and six years old and I would make little "books" out of folded index cards where I'd write stories about Sailor Moon or Cardcaptors. My first fic on the Internet was back in my FF.net days, and it was a Kyoya/Haruhi fic for Ouran High School Host Club. My first fic on AO3 was actually a multi-chapter Sterek fic that was never completed and that I've since taken down. The oldest fic of mine you can still find posted on AO3 is a multi-chapter Coldflash fic We Could Keep Things Just The Same, the first chapter of which was posted on February 24th, 2016!

Favourite fic you've ever written? I still feel like I've never topped There's a Menace In My Bed; Can You See His Silhouette. There are some edits I might go back and make with my extra eight (EIGHT!?!) years of writing experience, but the core of what that fic accomplishes? The delicious angst? The emotional minefield of dubious consent/sex pollen/fuck-or-die? The smut as character study? The caretaking? This just hit on a lot of things I like, and I'm really proud of it even all these years later.

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tarotsol · 2 years

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BTS SOLO PROJECTS: from now and the foreseeable future:

Jin:

9 of wands

4 of Pentacles

At first I couldn’t get much from Jin regarding solo projects. The 9OW represents Inner Strength so there are definitely ideas being tossed around in his head. However I feel like he’s doubting himself or his ability. Yet he’s Jin. He’s done this before and can do it again!

With the 4OP the main theme here is that he’s holding on too tightly with something. The brick wall separates him emotionally from the city beyond. I took this as physical distance. Military era i suppose. He’s a fear of being robbed too? Not sure about this. Yet this didn’t give me an answer.

I pulled 3 more cards:

6 of wands

8 of cups

3 of pentacles

After a moment. These were my conclusions:

Big success

Solo song like “Moon”

“Running up that Hill” vibe

Could be for an OST

Will be completed in the midst of military enlistment. Will be traveling back and forth for this

Yoongi:

Page of Wands

4 of wands

Unlike Jin, this energy was clear as day. August D 3 will be coming.

Themes:

Blonde Yoongi/ Red hair

Cape will be significant

Bats/ swords/ those pole thingy

I’m getting jousting vibes?

Dark amphitheatre esque

Flames & fire like a dark circus

Castles

Orange and red theme

Drums

Celebration of some sort

I really like this sound that’s coming ngl

A messenger brings creative ideas

A time to reap rewards

It’s going to be a success regardless

Security & stability

4th, April, Aries season, middle of the month.

Hoseok:

6 of Pentacles

His solo already occurred, so I don’t expect much to be happening with him however;

Charity work

Donations

June, Gemini Season, the 6th of the month, Virgo Season will be significant.

Why am I seeing a potential Yoongi collaboration?

Or Hobi could be featured in his next solo?

Or JK’s

Or Namjoon’s

Or Jimin possibly?

Libra season…

Balance.

Solo Travelling

Animals

Castles as well…

Going to be generous.

Namjoon:

The Chariot

Major Arcana energy for a major man. Namjoon, you always give me such a riddle. Thanks, let’s go depict this shit.

Ok, so…

I feel like he is working on his solo…

Yet there’s other things going on as well…

That they’d Like you to know…

I’m not getting any …

This isn’t about a solo,

This is about a warning

A warning including Hybe

I feel his Sagittarius moon struggling…

I feel like he’s contemplating? Discussing with the company about things yet they’re in 2 completely different directions.

This could be inspo for a song but…

Like black and white and gray..

Dark Clouds

Aries/ Scorpio energy again.

Scorpio season.

His Scorpio Venus popping through.

Jimin:

9 of cups

JK went Bday live halfway so pls bare with me as I watch..

Blonde Jimin

Relationship

Collab solo

With a female artist

September/ 9th of month.

Grapes & fruit

Sensual Satisfaction

Going to be nice and very Libran

Taehyung:

The Empress

Exotic

Lions/ cheetah print

Fashion is going to be key

Vast location

MV in an open space

With water?

Forest and greenery.

Universal vibe, astrology, planets, connection.

Very aquarius y…

December/10th

And now the bday boy:

Jungkook:

Two of Wands

Two of Swords

Now let me get this straight

SOLO SONG IS COMING

But he’s NERVOUS

Such a perfectionist I swear

ABC 123 mapped out to the t

Dusk till dawn vibe

Work is under way

Kind of all over the place emotionally.

Ill check back on this at a later date :) Bangtan fighting!

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akinformation · 7 months

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Therefore, there are two main elements. This is also important. This is key, a secret.

Next, the Bible mentions seven lamps. In fact, there is a rainbow and seven lamps. I drew them like a cube, with six dots in a circle and one dot in the center. Seven lamps around, meaning that one lamp is above and six around you. And you can’t see the top lamp. It is like a part of the cube, a piece of an apple. But there is also an opposite part. The other half of the apple. The other part of the cube. If I am standing in the center, I see six lamps around, and I don’t see the lamp on top. And if I flip it, I will have the same six lamps, and there is a mirror reflection of the top one. So we have seven and seven, a total of fourteen, but it is not fourteen because the top lamp and its reflection on the bottom don’t count. So, in fact, there are twelve. Six above and six below. And two dots, top and bottom, are the corridor.

Next, we have day and night, evening and morning. The evening is the same as fall; the morning is the same as spring. Day and night are the same as winter and summer.

Same as the body of a human, the front and back are day and night, and the sides are morning and evening.

There is a clock. The day has twelve hours, and the night has twelve hours. Therefore, the time is divided into four groups: day, night, morning, and evening. Zodiac signs are divided into four groups, and the twelve months are divided into four seasons. Also, I started to count a cycle with the rise of the Sun, from dawn till dusk. This is enough for now. You need to work on this information. It is the key. Use a geometrical compass and light. This is very important. Especially the light. Experiment with pointing the light from all sides of the cardinal points. I just noticed that the people who were initiated, the knowledgeable insiders, were very keen on the cardinal points. The ancient builders paid close attention to the locations of the windows in cathedrals and churches, the importance of the sunlight, and its influence on people.

#alternativehistory #GreatWork #magnumopus #alchemy #axismundi

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metallicamunson · 3 years

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hi! i’d love to request a cedric smut :0 you can take it whatever way you want, but maybe something in the prefects bathroom / a bath bc we know our boy loves that

thank you so much babie!

Dusk Till Dawn (Cedric Diggory x Reader)

Okay, just wanted to start this off by saying I’m a huge fan of your work, lovely! 😭 So I hope this isn’t to bad and it does your request justice, haha🤍

Word Count: 2,663 (I got carried away, oops)

Warnings: Unprotected sex, Fluffy sex, Praising kink (if you squint), I can not emphasize how much fluff there is lol, Kissing, Cursing.

Summary: One where Cedric takes his girlfriend for a soak in the prefects bathroom.

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If there is one thing that the students at Hogwarts never thought they would see, is Cedric Diggory be in a committed relationship. The school’s golden boy had never shown any particular interest to anyone, mostly because quidditch and his studies were his main priority. Sure there was Cho last year, but it never went beyond a friendship after the yule ball.

It wasn’t until that spring of his sixth year that he became particularly intrigued by a certain girl that spent a lot of her time in the library reading muggle novels. When he first laid eyes on her, he was in search of a book that would help him with his transfiguration essay. His fingers danced along the spines of the books as his eyes darted back and forth between the titles. Just as he had found the text he was looking for, he heard a small giggle coming from the other side of the shelf.

Grabbing the book from the shelf, he casually wandered into the next aisle. He’s met with a girl that’s about the same age as him, her lips curved into a smile. She was leaning against the shelf with her chapter book in her hands, eyes scanning the page eagerly. He was immediately captivated by her beauty, taking in her features for what felt like hours. He could have sworn his heart stopped when she looked up, and her eyes met his. He felt the heat start to creep on his cheeks when he realized he had been staring at her all this time.

He turned to walk away, too embarrassed to say anything, for once being at a loss for words.

“I at least expected a hello after staring at me that long,” she hummed as she folded the corner of the page that she was on and closed it.

“I- sorry,” Cedric chuckled, turning around to face her once more. By now, he was sure his face was a cardinal shade.

“It’s fine,” she giggles. “I’m (Y/n),” she extended her hand out.

“Cedric,” he responds as he shakes her hand.

“I know.” She notices him raise his eyebrows in surprise. “Oh please, your the school’s golden boy; are you really surprised I know who you are.”

He mentally slapped himself on the face when he felt his face grow hotter than it was. Why the hell was he so nervous around her. How had he never noticed her before now?

“You’re a lot quieter than I thought.” (Y/n) takes her bag that previously sat on the floor over her shoulder.

“What are you reading?” He coughs, trying to direct the attention from himself.

“Oh- just a muggle book that my mum sent me,” she stands next to him, showing him the cover. “A lot of muggle students read it when they get to ‘high school.’”

“The great gatsby?” He questions.

“Yeah, it’s a fascinating novel; I’ve almost finished it; I can lend it to you afterward if you like?”

He went to tell her that he’s not particularly fond of reading but couldn’t bring himself to do it upon seeing her expression. “That’d be great.”

“Cool, listen, I have a class in a few, but it was nice talking to you,” she grins as she walks towards the entrance of the library.

From that day on, Cedric found himself meeting the girl in the library to exchange muggle books. And while he hated reading, he put up with it because she loves it. Undoubtedly, (Y/n) knew this, and she found it quite sweet that he did this for her. She decided she would put him out of his misery and came empty-handed on one of their meetings.

“So what am I reading this week?” The Hufflepuff questions as he sits next to her in their usual spot.

“Nothing, I think I should stop giving you books to read.”

He felt his heart sink; did she want to stop talking to him. He racked his brain for anything that he might have said that made the girl not want to speak to him again.

“I can tell you don’t like reading as much as I do.” she smiles, nudging her shoulder against his. “How about I read the books, and you just pretend to listen to me rant about them.”

“Deal. I thought you were trying to get rid of me for a second there,” he lets out a breath of relief.

“Don’t be silly. I’ve grown quite fond of you, Diggory.”

“Is that so?” Cedric smirks.

“Don’t push it,” she gives him a knowing look, pointing her pointer finger at him.

And anyone that was there to see their little interaction knows that their friendship would become something more.

Throughout summer, the pair kept in touch, sending each other owls. Cedric told her all about his days with his family and (Y/n) about her holidays with her family in London. Those letters are what they both look forward to on most days- although neither one of them would admit that.

At the start of their seventh year, the first person Cedric searched for is the girl herself. Finally, among the dozens of students, he spotted her across the hall. Almost as if on cue, she meets his eyes that showed nothing but joy. Running towards him, he picked her up in his arms, spinning her around, before putting her down.

“I missed you, Ced,” (Y/n) beams as she wraps her arms around his waist, looking up at him.

“Me too, bub,” he grins down at her.

With that, the rumors began. The word had spread that Cedric Diggory was off the market. Much to the dismay of many girls that thought they had a chance. The two simply shrugged it off any time anyone mentioned it, but deep down, they knew their feeling for one another.

It was a snowy December morning when (Y/n) decided enough was enough. She would push her fear of rejection aside and tell him once and for all. She saw him standing alone at the quidditch pitch, his back facing her. She confidently marches over to him, tapping him on the shoulder when she’s close enough.

“Hey, bub-”

She cuts him off mid-sentence, “I like you… like more than a friend type of thing. I don’t know when it happened, but I fell for you, Diggory. It’s been eating me alive these past few weeks, and I need to come clean. Now, if you’re going to reject me, do it nicely because I’m a lot more-”

Cedric cuts her off by pressing his lips against hers while one of his arms wrap around her waist. The other cradling her face as his lips mold against hers.

“I like you too… in a more than a friend type of thing.” He chuckles, pulling away from her to look into her eyes.

And that’s how they made their relationship official. That same day they walked hand in hand into the great hall, confirming what everyone already knew.

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As their seventh year was coming to an end, the couple found themselves wanting to spend more time with each other. And if that means breaking a few rules, then so be it.

“Are you sure we won’t get caught” (Y/n) whispers as she follows her boyfriend down the dark corridor. The only source of light coming from Cedric’s wand.

“We’ll be fine,” he reassures her as they turn a corner leading to the fifth floor. He checks to make sure no one is around before he pulls the nervous girl down one last hall. He comes to an abrupt stop when they’re in front of their destination.

The girl watches her boyfriend whisper to the door before them, his hand never leaving hers. The door opens with a slight creak, causing (Y/n)’s fretfulness to amplify.

“Ced, what if someone heard that. Maybe we should go back-”

The Hufflepuff rolls his eyes, pulling the girl into the room before she could continue her rambling. The door shuts behind them, leaving the couple in silence. The two move further into the room, standing by the foaming water.

Cedric cups her cheek and leans down to press his lips against hers. Their lips move against one another as the girl threads her fingers through his hair.

“I love you,” he murmurs, moving his lips down her neck, pressing delicate kisses against her skin.

“I love you, too,” she gasps, craning her neck back to allow more access to her boyfriend. Any nerves she previously had disappeared into the air.

A light hue of purple beings to form on the sensitive skin as he sucks on the flesh. After a few seconds, he is pulling away to admire the lovebite he has left on his lover.

“Can I- “ he gestures towards the silky white robe that the girl wore.

(Y/n) bites her lip in anticipation as her boyfriend pulls on the string of the robe. The girl shrugs off the silky material once the knot has come undone, leaving her in her chosen attire. Cedric’s eyes widening slightly at the angelic sight before him.

“I got a couple of lingerie sets during Christmas break,” the girl whispers, the heat beginning to creep on her cheeks. “Thought you might like it. I hope it’s not too much.”

“You look gorgeous, my love,” he breathes out, running his fingers on the white lace that adorns her breasts. He pulls one of the straps of the bra down, running his lips against her shoulder. Moving his hand behind her back, he unclips the material in one swift movement. (Y/n)’s heart rate increases as the boy lets the lace fall onto the ground. The cool air mixed with her excitement causes the buds of her breasts to harden.

Cedric pulls off the white t-shirt that he wore, throwing it alongside her clothes. Taking a step forward, he wraps an arm around his girlfriend’s waist and leans down, wrapping his lips around one of her buds.

(Y/n) moans as she runs her hands through his locks, tugging on the roots when he gently bites down on the sensitive area. He takes his time with her, making sure to leave a few more marks behind. He hooks his fingers on the waistband of her panties, pulling them down in one swift movement, letting them pool around her ankles.

“Babe, please no teasing,” she mewls, moving her free hand to untie the string of his pajama pants.

“So needy for me,” he chuckles, stepping back to push down the two remaining pieces of clothing he wore. “Bet this all you’ve been thinking about all day.”

All the girl can do is whine in response as she waits for her boyfriend to make the next move. Cedric resumes his position with his arms around her, instructing her to jump. With her legs now wrapped around his waist, he proceeds to move them into the water.

“Sneaking out after curfew doesn’t seem like such a bad idea now, huh?” the dusky-haired boy murmurs, rubbing his hands down the girl’s back.

“For a prefect, you’re fairly naughty,” (Y/n) grins down at him, with her hands resting on his shoulders, a few bits of foam lathering her hands.

He shakes his head, bringing his hand to the back of her head to pull her down for another kiss. The warmth of the bath winding down any stress that they might have been feeling. The girl bites down on Cedric’s bottom lip, eliciting a low groan from him. The two indulge in one another’s touch for a few minutes, letting their lips do the talking.

“Please, Ced,” she breathes out against his lips, pressing her chest against his. Her hips moving involuntarily against him as her need for him grows by the second.

The boy moves one of his hands between them, pressing his fingers against her bundle of nerves, (Y/n) throws her head back, her mouth forming an o-shape as moans leave her lips. He continues to toy with her clit finding pleasure in seeing his girl wither under his touch.

“Does that feel good, my love?” he questions as his fingers quicken in pace.

“Yes,” she whines, her grip on his shoulders tightening when she feels the knot in her stomach begins to form.

“Come for me, bub.”

“Fuck Ced-” she squeals, her thighs clench against her boyfriend’s waist. She buries her face into his neck as her high overtakes her. He continues to work his fingers against her as she comes down from her blissful orgasm.

“So pretty, you did so well for me,” he whispers into her ear. “Think you can give me another one?” he breathes, causing the girl to shiver against him.

She nods, pressing a sloppy kiss on his neck, moving her arms; so they wrap around his neck. He lifts her slightly so he can press his hardened shaft against her. He grins as he teases her by running the tip up and down her entrance.

“Babe…” she whines, pouting down at him, attempting to push her hips down on him.

Cedric sends her a devilish grin before he sheathes himself completely inside his girlfriend, deciding he has teased her enough. The pair let out a string of moans, their hands lacing with one another’s.

“I’ll never get tired of this feeling,” he pants, working his hips against hers. The water surrounding them makes a ‘slooshing’ sound with their movements. “I’ll never get tired of loving you.”

“You can be so cheesy sometimes,” (Y/n) giggles as she pushes the wet strands of hair out of his face.

Cedric scoffs, squeezing her hip playfully. He sends a particular thrust that causes (Y/n) to throw her head back in ecstasy. Her hands press firmly on his shoulders once more as she returns his thrusts with just as much need.

“Fuck, (Y/n),” Cedric groans, burying his face into her neck, his cheeks burning red at this point. He feels her walls tighten around him, indicating that she was close to her second orgasm of the night.

“I’ll never get tired of loving you, Ced,” she whimpers, pulling on the hairs on the nape of his neck. The boy hums in content knowing that she loves him on the same level that he does.

The couple continues their sinful actions before (Y/n) is coming undone around her boyfriend. She lets out a high pitch moan as she rocks her hips against his to ride out her orgasm.

“Gonna cum,” Cedric grunts, pressing her down on him firmly, shooting his load inside of her. He pants as he comes down from his high, taking (Y/n)’s face between his hands so he can press his lips on hers.

The girl lays her head against his chest, not caring about the suds of soap that were all over them. The two remain silent, letting their breathing come back to normal. Cedric plays with the strands of wet hair that are now sticking to her skin.

“J’ai aimé jusqu’à atteindre la folie. Ce que certains appellent la folie, mais ce qui pour moi, est la seule façon d’aimer.” The boy breaks the silence.

(Y/n) peaks up at him as a tired grin appears on her face. He had just recited a quote from a french book she was reading. “I thought you hated reading?”

“Somewhere along the way, I grew quite fond of it.” He hums, smiling down at her. “Come on, let’s get cleaned up before we do get caught.”

Once they had cleared all traces of their activities and got dressed, they made their way down the dark corridor once more. Their hands laced together as (Y/n) whispered about her novels as Cedric listened attentively. For he’d listen to her speak about thousands of books if it meant she was happy.

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(“I have loved to the point of madness. That which some call madness, but which to me, is the only way to love.”) - Translation of what Cedric said.

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#harry potter smut #harry potter #cedric diggory smut #cedric diggory #cedric diggory x reader #cedric diggory fluff #cedric oneshot #cedric diggory x female reader

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sarcasticfina · 3 years

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Fic Writer Tag Game

How many works do you have on AO3? 263

What’s your total AO3 word count? 4,901,188

How many fandoms have you written for, and what are they? including the fandoms on FFnet, that haven't yet been moved over to ao3, that'd be a total of 37. separating the larger fandoms (marvel, dcu) into their individual parts: Thor; Arrow; Smallville; The Vampire Diaries; Glee; Captain America; Supernatural; Teen Wolf; Iron Man; Life with Derek; Firefly; Friday Night Lights; X-Men; Fantastic Four; Harry Potter; Sons of Anarchy; Girl Meets World; Batman; Daredevil; From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series; Transformers; Lost Girl; Game of Thrones; Banshee; High School Musical; The OC; One Tree Hill; CSI: New York; Degrassi; Gossip Girl; NCIS; The Unusuals; Criminal Minds; iCarly; Secret Life of the American Teenager; Twilight; and The Listener

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. and I wonder (if everything could ever feel this real forever) - darcy/bucky - Steve tells him that Darcy's harmless. Bucky imagines, on paper, Darcy is harmless. HYDRA wouldn't give her a second glance. But he does. He can barely keep his eyes off her. He's not sure he wants to. | Kudos: 5576

2. I Climbed The Tree To See The World (When The Gusts Came Around To Blow Me Down, I Held On As Tightly As You Held On To Me) - darcy centric | darcy/steve - The path to self-discovery, including becoming Coulson's assistant-slash-liaison-slash-bff, Captain America's lady love, and rating fourth on the SHIELD BAMF scale, was like the yellow brick road; it was chaos and confusion around every bend. | Kudos: 3973

3. Take a little piece of my heart (and keep it for yourself) - oliver/felicity - A collection of Olicity prompts on Tumblr posted here for easier access/reading. | Kudos: 3498

4. You put your arms around me (and I'm home) - darcy/bucky - A collection of Darcy/Bucky oneshots, drabbles, and prompt fills. | Kudos: 3293

5. you (anchor me back down) - darcy/bucky - "I'll be right back." Famous last words. | Kudos: 2747

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? not all of them. i do try to keep up on them, especially on longer stories when there's been significant wait times in between chapters, or when a reader is asking a question or is unclear on something. and especially when someone writes a really indepth comment/review, i like to respond to those and talk about motivations and character growth.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? I've written a number of fics that either had suicide or major character death, so i'm not sure if one outranks the other in terms of most angsty... hmm... i remember "be still and know that I'm with you (be still and know that I am here)" and "light a match, burn the world to ash (I will watch it die, and hold your hand as I fly)" both got some pretty intense reactions when they were posted. And "It's Your Song That Sets Me Free (I Sing It While I Feel I Can't Go On)" was basically just angst from beginning to end. buuuuut, i think i'll say "so you think you can tell (heaven from hell" was, only because there's a build up of everything going so right, only to pivot at the end, so it feels very bittersweet.

Do you write crossovers? If so what’s the craziest one you’ve written? i loooooove crossovers. i find writing in the marvel fandom makes things quite easy, but also smallville. as long as i can find a common thread, i enjoy finding a way to overlap two shows. i'll say the hardest one to write was "ruby red slippers (unavailable in her size)." I'm not sure why, but i found writing each personality together just felt strange. i liked the idea behind the story, but i definitely remember feeling like i was really forcing myself to keep going, like something just didn't fit right.

Have you ever received hate on a fic? oh, definitely. you cannot please everyone, it's impossible. for the most part, hate comes and i either argue back, take the criticism for what it's worth, or just ignore it when it's baseless. i think the hate that bothered me the most was a homophobic PM someone sent me re: "you know I will adore you ('til eternity)," on FFnet. i actually went and searched it up. they've since blocked me so i can't read our whole thread back and forth. but i did put part of it on tumblr so i could rant on it a bit, so you can see that here.

Do you write smut? If so what kind? ha. yes. depending on the story, it can be really detailed or really flowery. it depends on the ship, the plot, and how graphic i feel like being. i've definitely become more comfortable over the years with my writing. that said, i think everybody likes something different. i once had a reviewer tell me a sex scene was too much, just too intense. it was a stefan/caroline story and to be fair, that entire oneshot was just them fucking, lol, but it is what it is. to each their own.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Multiple times.

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! for the record, i am always happy to have my stories translated and shared. i just like having a link sent to me and to be credited.

What’s your all time favorite ship? i have a list of OTPs, because interests change and as shows come and go, my love for a ship can be shelved for a while before it pops back up at random. currently, i can't get enough of buck/eddie from 9-1-1. and, historically, chloe/oliver (smallville) and felicity/oliver (arrow) have been two of my top OTPs. but i think i'd have to go with bonnie/damon. they had all the potential and the show dropped the ball by not exploring it. at the same time, that's kind of a blessing, because i don't trust those writers to properly explore what they had without eventually destroying it for the likes of de/ena. it means a treasure trove for writing where it could have gone and all the what if's.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish, but don’t think you ever will? the intention is always to finish. but given how i feel about allison mack and how that impacts my feelings re: chloe sullivan, pretty much anything with her as a main character is not something i see myself returning to.

What are your writing strengths? What are your writing weaknesses? i'm putting these together because my strength is my weakness. i love to write. when i get an idea, i go all in and i will skip eating and sleeping to just write write write. but i also eventually hit a wall and i get so many ideas that i hyperfocus on one until the steam is gone and then i hyperfocus on the next one to maintain that need to keep writing, accidentally leaving the last story in the dust for entirely too long. i also have clinical depression that comes and goes, which hasn't been super great mixed with covid and isolation, so more often recently, i find myself overly exhausted and despite wanting to write, can rarely get motivated to do so. so, pre-covid, wrote so much i left entirely too many stories dangling. during covid, i've just been reading and struggling to get myself focused enough to do what i love.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? i appreciate the authenticity when possible, but i've recently been reading more about how native speakers of other languages feel when a) their language is butchered by google translate, or b) it's just not genuine in terms of how bilingual speakers act or speak.

What was the first fandom you’ve written for? it was smallville, but i remember adopting it out to someone else because i wasn't going to finish it. so if you look at my ffnet, the first fandom i wrote for appears to be x-men: the movie, but i remember writing a chloe/oliver story prior to that.

What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written? i have a lot. i mean, on ffnet, i have 576 stories, many of which were transferred over to ao3, with a lot of oneshots and drabbles getting joined together into collections. so there's a ton to pick from that span a 14-ish year timeline.

"you know I will adore you ('til eternity)" and "let me break (the walls that surround me)" hold a special place in my heart.

honestly, each story is important in its own way. there are bits and pieces of each that i love. every time i write something new it feels like my favorite. my best. and then a new idea comes along. there are scenes i've written that i loved more than the whole of what they became. lines that stand out that are almost too good to be a part of the larger picture.

one of my all time favorite passages i've written was bonnie's thoughts on damon and herself in 'if you love me (let me go)":

He is far from perfect. He is a novel of red, corrective ink. He is frayed pages and torn binding. His life, his choices, his mistakes leave lasting effects on everyone he meets.

She is a lifeboat with a hole in it. An anchor that drowns in the sea while everyone else remains steady above. She is both the calm and the storm, and while she screams that she will not be tamed, she cries. Bittersweet tears that go unnoticed and uncared about.

there are other stories, other pieces of dialogue, that i've been proud of. that make me laugh when i re-read them. that make me cry. and i love them. there are others that make me wilt and cringe and regret. it's a process. love and pride and growth, all bound together.

Tagging: @absentlyabbie, @anonymous033, and anyone else who'd like to fill this all out, haha

#fic writer tag game #long post

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lolconversegirl2015 · 4 years

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Main Masterlist

A/N: This will have all of my works from 2017 to now. Any works I do in the future will be on this list, including the ones I do on my other page, LolConverseGirl2020. If you get confused by seeing two of the same title, I tend to do a new version since my style has improved since then. Some of these are going to be rewritten!

Videos:

Cameron Boyce, Dean & Castiel, Tom Holland, Steve & Bucky, Ron & Hermione, Luna Lovegood, Draco Malfoy, Fred & George, Lydia Martin, Derek Hale, Theo Raeken, Nogistine Stiles

Teen Wolf:

Derek Hale- The Sourwolf is Back (OG) & The Sourwolf is Back (New). Deucalion's Daughter, Runnin’, Silence

Scott McCall- Scott’s Family, Lydia’s Twin Sister, Scott’s Savior, Alpha Twins’ Sister (OG) & Alpha Twins’ Sister (New). Dusk Till Dawn,

Theo Raeken- Theo’s Teller, Monster,

Liam Dunbar- Liam’s Mate, Never Good Enough

Stiles Stilinski- Stiles’ Sweetheart, You Found Me, Nothing Can Come Between Love, Childhood Love, Rewrite The Stars, Stiles’ Supernatural Someone, Thunderstorms & Sunshine

Isaac Lahey- Isaac’s Inspiration, Isaac’s Latina, Matt’s Sister, Wounds, Loving The New Girl, Blue-Eyed Wolf, Waiting Outside the Lines,

Jordan Parrish- Parrish’s Partner, Burning Love

Peter Hale- Peter’s Pup, Black Cadillac

Jackson Whittemore- Jackson’s Jogger

Lydia Martin- Lydia’s Lover

Aiden- Heartbroken By A Bad Boy, Aiden’s Angel

Boyd- Vernon’s Vixen

Chris- Angel With A Shotgun

Vampire Diaries/The Originals:

Mikaelson Brothers- Dark Side (Kol), Stefan’s Daughter (Finn), Klaus’ Kitten (Klaus), Elijah’s Emerald-Eyed Girl (Elijah)

Jeremy Gilbert- I’m Still Here (getting rewritten!)

Tyler Lockwood- Impossible, Dynasty, Lockwood’s Lock

Salvatore Brothers- Salvatore’s Siren (Stefan), Damon’s Daydream (Damon), Stefan’s Sweet Girl (Stefan)

Enzo St. John- Lorenzo’s Lily

Kai Parker- Parker’s Portal (getting rewritten!)

Harry Potter:

Gryffindors- Sister of a Slytherin (Oliver) | Can I Have This Dance, I’ll Never Love Again, Golden (Fred) | Without You, Without Her (George) | Dance The Night Away (Ron) | Nightmare, Baby Potter, Disguise (Harry), What About Now

Slytherins- Count On You (Draco)

Riverdale:

Sweet Pea- Criminal, Sweet Pea’s Girl, Sweet Pea’s Forever

FP Jones- Cop Car

Archie Andrews- Archie’s Archer

Supernatural:

Series- Unnamed (Part 1) & (Part 2), A No Name To A Winchester (Part One), Reunited (Part One)

Dean Winchester- Winchester’s Huntress

Sam Winchester- Wasting All These Tears, Next Generation Winchester

Marvel:

Bucky Barnes- Rogers-Barnes

Steve Rogers- Miss Banner and Mr Rogers, America’s Daughter, Era America

Peter Parker- A Whole New World, Promises, Iron-Spider

T’Challa- Pray For Me

Other:

Tyler Hoechlin/His Other Roles- Waiting For Superman (OG) & Waiting For Superman (New), Wedding Day (New) & Wedding Day (OG), Half-Kryptonian, Kal-El’s Soulmate, Everybody Wants Some McReynolds & Baby McReynolds

Tyler Posey- Teen Sweetheart, Tyler’s Touchdown

Dylan O’Brien- Dylan’s Yankees Fan

Tom Holland- Please Don’t Leave Me Again, Heartbeats & Fears, Just A Dream, Hi, I’m Arvin Russell

Noah Centineo- Drowning -> Floating, Battle Scars (Jesus), Coffee Shop, This is Home

Mena Massoud- Meet Cute

Ben Hardy- Lay All Your Love (Roger)

Joe Mazzello- Protector, You Are The Reason, Mazzello Surprise & Mazzello Baby

Aaron Tveit- Home Run

Rami Malek- Best Friend (Freddie), Daughter of Mercury (Part 1) & (Part 2), Forgiveness, Behind These E/C Eyes, Busted, Come Alive (Ahkmenrah)

Gotham- This is Me (Oswald), Walk Away Part 1 & 2 (Edward)

Barry Allen- Snow’s Sister, Flash’s Forever, Barry’s Babe

Glee- Want You Back Part One & Two (Sebastian), I’ll Stand By You (Finn), No Surrender & Puckerman’s Pucker (Puck), Artie’s Artist (Artie)

Pretty Little Liars- Wind It Up (Ezra), Montgomery’s River (Mike and getting rewritten!),

Twilight- Beauty and The Wolf (Jacob Black)

Supergirl- Cat Grant’s Daughter (Kara)

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muesliforbreakfast · 3 years

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Pilgrim’s Trail

Sometimes I write... As y’all have seen. I’ve put two pieces up on HFY. A subreddit which I guess celebrates aspects of humanity. This is the first – It's based on an existential nightmare I had a few years ago and wrote about, but with a HFY flavour. Little bit of trivia... I gave the original writeup a conventional ending - this is much closer to the way the nightmare ended, but Ratel the Mercenary made some fucken lemonade.

Setting – Not really important, but if you insist... Picture a bastardized amalgamation of Kirill Eskov's version of Middle Earth, and Novigrad/Velen then you have the right idea.

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Years after his first quest he sits at the spring of the hawk under the white tree. He sharpens his silver sword, holding it across his thigh, as he watches the travellers on their journeys. A tall young woman in a weathered cloak approaches him.

"You look familiar to me, have we met?" she asks, with no other greeting.

"I have travelled far... it's possible."

"What is your name, if you will? I am a collector of stories, and I would have yours."

With a weary sigh, he replies "They just call me the Mercenary, call me that, if you like."

"Mercenary... How did you become a mercenary?"

He looks at her now and sees an elf, not a girl. She is only young in elf years.

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The caravan had stopped. He jumped off the cart to stretch, and admired the view of the mountain range, from the shade of the valley. Purple in the distance, it would take them another three days to reach it, and having reached it, the tunnel that would take them to the other side of the range. From there, it is another month until they reached the stronghold of the Assassin king known only as Tzerlag.

It was his first quest, and he was excited and apprehensive.

The command to walk the perimeter came from Brother Edmund, the heart and brains of this quest.

He took up his sword and began to walk the perimeter.

~ ~ ~

He had wanted to find his true love. "Eat the fruit of the white tree, and you shall find your true love." The book had said. His people had confirmed this decree, so he had sought the tree at the spring of the hawk, but the tree bore him no fruit. He had waited for three days, and on the fourth a wise man had said that an offering was necessary.

"But I have nothing, sir." He replied. The wise man had advised him to crusade. "Crusading will grant you a reward in this life." So he had walked the Pilgrims trail, to the first outpost. There he had waited for a group of crusaders, so he could begin his offering.

~ ~ ~

The very first group of crusaders to take the Pilgrim's trail had been the group that he had joined. According to the Master of the Guard, their mission was the most important one they had coming through there in years. A thief had stolen codex pages from the Assassin king Tzerlag, and to prevent continued skirmishes between the kingdoms, a group of crusaders were returning the codex pages that had been found.

He had been there when Brother Edmund had put the codex pages into a basket woven of cables, and he had been there when Brother Edmund and the Master of the Guard had discussed the route, and the dangers along the way. Their caravan numbered four hundred strong. Four hundred strong was more than enough, even for a mission of this importance.

~ ~ ~

The ambush had happened at the entrance to the tunnel through the ranges. The soldiers and crusaders had circled Brother Edmund's carriage, and they had all fought to the death.

Only he had survived.

While the battle had raged outside the carriage, he had smashed the lock on the cable basket with the pommel of his sword, and stuffed the five codex pages, wrapped in wax paper, up his gambeson sleeve. He had then tied a piece of cord around his wrist and sleeve to seal it, and then, outside, he had joined the melee again.

The bandits had outnumbered them almost two to one, and had quickly slaughtered all but the best fighters; the professional soldiers and seasoned men at arms. Under the weight of numbers, the best fighters would fall too. But not before he reached the entrance to the tunnel, his pursuers dead by his sword, and the sword of the four deceased comrades who had followed him.

The tunnel was unlit, and he had no torch, but he knew that it was dead straight with no branches, and so he stumbled into the darkness.

~ ~ ~

Torches in the darkness behind him warned him of his pursuers. They were too far to see him, so He took refuge in a crag in the rocks of the tunnel. As they passed, their quiet conversation made his blood run cold with fear.

The bandit Warlord, in his fury at having had the codex pages taken during the battle had ordered the wounded crusaders be piked to death where they lay. Meanwhile he had sent a dozen of his remaining men into the darkness of the tunnel, to reach the end and then hold the exit, as his main force scoured it thoroughly from behind. All this he had learned whilst following them through the tunnel. He had considered waiting for them to pass in his hiding place, but now was glad he had not.

~ ~ ~

The tunnel was long, and the scouts had set a fast pace for hours. When they stopped for a rest, they were exhausted.

So was he, but to rest was to die.

They made camp in the middle of the tunnel, and had posted two sentries for the night; one facing the entrance, and one on the other side facing the exit.

He had stealthily made his way past the first sentry, into the camp. He had killed both sentries and then killed the ten remaining men in their sleep. By his estimate, he would have six hours to make it to the other end of the tunnel. He hoped it would be enough.

~ ~ ~

Near the end of the tunnel he had encountered some traders. He looked like hell.

"Don't go that way." He had told them. When pressed for information he told them what he could without giving too much away. They had decided to take him to the stronghold of the Assassin king, and he had been picked up by Assassin scouts not four miles away from the tunnel.

The scouts had taken them all to the court of the Assassin king, and he had given the king the pages.

He had refused his reward.

- - - - - - - - - -

"Those were my first kills, my first crusade."

"Then you're Ratel... Ratel the Mercenary... The last time I heard this story you singlehandedly cutting through swathes of outlaws and delivered Tzerlag's daughter yourself."

"Hah. Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story. What happened was trial enough."

"The march through the desert, Seven years in the Eastern Marshes, The Marshal of Umber? Are those stories true?"

"It just depends on which version you've heard."

She pauses to think for a moment. He begins to sharpen his sword once more, and then speaks.

"I spoke to a man, a middle aged man, but scarred, withered to the bone by sorrow and hardship. He was gored by a boar, but killed it in return. It took him weeks to crawl to help. When he ran out of water, he drank out of muddy puddles and filthy holes. He ate raw fish when he could catch them. Insects and moss when he couldn't. When help found him he was weak and feverish; his recovery took months, his experience took years from his life. He's been tried far more than I. I've travelled and fought but I am paid, and well, for it. These passing peasants - I've seen and lived their lives, but briefly. Backbreaking labour for their feudal lords, and they receive just enough to scrape by in return."

"Losing everything but your waterskin, boots and a sword when you crossed the desert... Turning the tables on the Marshal of Umber and his hundred men as he tracked you through the forest... And they've suffered more?"

"The Marshal didn't even have twenty... Yes. My life is easy; I travel, I fight, I'm paid. Occasionally I am hurt, but I don't go hungry, I don't wake before the dawn and labour until after dusk, day in day out. This life is dangerous, but I know naught else. I will die before I'm forty; an early death is the price I will pay for never tilling the soil and toiling for every scrap of food I eat. If anything I am fortunate, aside from this."

The she-elf pauses to consider his words once more.

"Then I don't know how you humans do it. Live your lives I mean, day after day."

"I don't know how you elves came into this world. By all accounts you weren't here, and then you were. And the elements always bent to your will. It's not so for us; If we build a house from wood we cut down the trees for lumber. We carry the wood and saw it and nail it into a house. Whereas I've seen your treetop cities grown from the trees themselves."

"I still remember when my kind thought your kind were primitive brutes for doing so. Some still hold that we were bested because we became too civilised."

"Whereas our historians will tell you that your kind never needed steel until our kinds met in battle, which is why you never sought it, and didn't have it until you needed it."

"Please don't take offense! Your species is relentless, but that is admired by my kind!"

"Relentless... Did you know that our first hunters were persistence hunters?"

"I don't know what that means."

"Before we had steel, or fire, or even stone tools, we would chase our prey down. We would run them to death."

"Chase down... A deer?"

"That's right... You see they can run faster than us, but we can walk all day. We would chase just slowly enough that they could get away, but just fast enough that they were never out of sight. We would chase them until they were so exhausted that we could kill them with our hands. When we had nothing we still found a way. Now we have... Steel... And writing, and poetry. We've traveled the oceans. Maybe one day we will travel the skies. My ancestors survived a history of suffering because we were made to endure; the ability to suffer has been with us from the very beginning. No matter what it takes, no matter the cost."

#HFY #Humanity Fuck Yeah #Fiction #An Exercise in Writing

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littlepurplepetals · 4 years

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Some unused writings!

Originally, I considered giving Cedric some rules that would make the Prince disguise spell a little more difficult to use.

There was going to be a three time use limit and a following curse, meaning that if Cedric cast the spell a fourth time then he’d be trapped as the Prince forever more. I unfortunately scrapped this idea because I realized it wasn’t really going anywhere. It was just distracting from the main plot, and this might have slowed down the progress of the story.

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Cedric wouldn’t be so careless again.

Giving it another thought, he stuffed the parcel into his robe pocket before going over to the work desk to re-read the disguise spells description again. Spells like these, useful ones, tended to have strange rules, like midnight time limits or water removal weaknesses that could hinder his plan. And just as he thought, there was a catch. There always was.

“Speak the words and a prince you shall be, thy may cast this spell but only three.” Cedric read aloud and Wormwood followed along on the page. “From dusk till dawn this spell shall remain, until truest love speaks thy proper name.”

“This spell sounds more like a curse, eh Wormy?” Cedric pointed and the raven on his shoulder hissed with concern. “What do you suppose it means by ‘only three’? Three times?” he sat upon the stool he kept beside the work desk, pondering with his knuckle at his chin. “I already used the spell once, which means I can use it two more times… I think…” Why do spells always have to be so cryptic in its explanations.

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I know this is short, but I thought you might like to read it since I probably won’t find another use for this little piece in any other story.

#Cedfia #LittlePurplePetals

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fromdusks · 4 years

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What are your fandoms?

I have so many!

My main ones are From Dusk Till Dawn (series and film) and GTA 5.

You can check out my navigation page for the rest of my fandoms.

#Anonymous

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dev-does-doodles · 15 days

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From Dusk Till Dawn: Chapter 2, Pg 11

( Stress so high, you could probably bake a baker's dozen with how hot it is. )

Back to title

#from dusk till dawn chapter 2 #from dusk till dawn main page #artists on tumblr #lesbian #dev's doodles #bunny character #webcomic #comic #furry #small artist #dusk #dawn #my ocs #baking #bread

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eisfrendin · 4 years

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━ . ✧ . * . ˚ DASH GAMES ! PLAYLIST

RULES. post as many songs as you like that remind you of your muse and then tag people whose songs you want to see. repost, don’t reblog.

Tagged by: stolen from @ehrendame and @ircnkingdom

Tagging: y o u

Main Playlist

Rich Girl - Daryl Hall & John Oates

Buttons - The Weeks

Kings & Queens - Ava Max

Paris - The Chainsmokers

Prom Queen - Molly Kate Kesner

Princesses Don’t Cry - CARYS

Queen - Loren Gray

I Fell In Love With the Devil - Avril Lavigne

Guys My Age - Hey Violet

Let You Go - Machine Gun Kelly

War - Poets of the Fall

Lady Like - Ingrid Andress

Hey Brother - Avicii

Family - Mother Mother

100 Bay Days - AJR

Could Have Been Me - The Struts

Ashes of Eden - Breaking Benjamin

Knocking At The Door - Arkells

Ship Playlists

Angst Edition [Emma and Theo]

Let’s Hurt Tonight - OneRepublic

you should be sad - Halsey

Red Desert - 5 Seconds of Summer

I Found - Amber Run

All I Want - Kodaline

Unsteady - X Ambassadors

Monsters (feat blackbear) - All Time Low

Turning Page - Sleeping At Last

Someone To Stay - Vancouver Sleep Clinic

Hold On - Chord Overstreet

In My Veins (Feat. Erin McCarley) - Andrew Belle

Sometimes I Feel Like Nothing - Hotel Books

Dusk Till Dawn - ZAYN, Sia

Call Me When It’s Over - James Smith

Break My Heart - Dua Lipa

Non-Angst Edition

It’s Alright - Mother Mother

You and I - Lady Gaga

Invincible - Crossfade

The Way You Look Tonight - Adelitas Way

Second Chance - Shinedown

Back to Back - Dustin Kensrue

11 Minutes (with Halsey) - YUNGBLUD

Walk Me Home - P!nk

No Parallels - Hands Like Houses

Shallow - Lady Gaga

Call You Home - Kelvin Jones

Lights Down Low - MAX, gnash

Devil’s Backbone - The Civil Wars

Loved - Lucy Hale

So Much Love To Give - The Glorious Sons

#audio;#dash games;#my two weaknesses: music and aesthetics

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a-sjournals-posts · 4 years

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favorite ao3 - all of them now

Booksmart - Amy and Hope: - indefinitely, maybe by freerangeegghead: In which Amy navigates post-high school life and finds something she never knew she was looking for (2 chapters, 16,532 words) - Never Break the Shape We’ll Take by lco123: Five girls Amy kisses after graduation. (5 chapters, 10,820 words) - homemade dynamite by magnet: A twelve-year-old Hope moves into the same apartment complex as Molly Davidson. (2 chapters, 26,818 words) - scoring points on and off the field by lover_of_many_things: Hope is the captain of the soccer team. Amy is her nerdy and activist obsessed self. She and Amy just kind of fall into each other–literally. (one shot, 5,955 words) Fifth Harmony - Camila and Lauren - waterloo by listenup_folks: Lauren has always known Camila is the most amazing person in the whole world. It isn’t until her senior year that she realizes there’s only one “most amazing person in the world” and that she wants nothing more than for that person to be hers. (10 chapters, 29,825 words) pitch perfect - emily junk and beca mitchell (seen pp2 and missed them) - Fake It ‘Til You Make It by bmcbapej: It takes years for Beca and Emily to properly question why they’re so good at making other people believe they’re dating. (one shot, 4,165 words) - to have and to hold (until we grow old) by moxiemorton: If their paths crossed before they met at Barden, it would’ve purely been luck. Not fate, not destiny, none of that soulmate crap. Just luck. (one shot, 8,083 words) - Look Into My Eyes And Say You Want Me, Too (Like I Want You) by saturndust: The first time Beca Mitchell saw Emily Junk was when she met her at HSMUN. Debate was dull as hell and Beca wanted to go home. But then she saw the tall brunette sitting and blowing bubble gum and crap She’s pretty. And then she talks to her and Beca wants the conference to last forever. (one shot, 5,402 words) - hey honey you could be my drug (…all this trash talk make me itchin’) by sylviewashere : There’s a new a capella group on campus, and they’re the Bellas main competition for Nationals. It’d be easier for Beca to hate them if their captain wasn’t so cute. (one shot, 4,168 words) - i wouldn’t know where to start (sweet music) by sylviewashere: Beca’s known Jesse and Emily for most of her life. She never thought of Emily as more than Jesse’s little sister, and then suddenly, they become roommates, and Beca thinking that Emily is cooler than she thought. Maybe a lot cooler. (one shot, 3,666 words) - Can I Get Your House Key? by wherehopelies: Since they were kids, Emily and Beca always used to joke how they would live together when they got older. Emily never expected those jokes to become reality, but she never expected to fall in love with her best friend since kindergarten either. (one shot, 16,706 words) - I Wish the Real World Would Just Stop Hassling Me by wherehopelies: “Being a guardian angel is kind of the worst. Especially when you’re designated Human is the disaster that is Beca Mitchell.” (one shot, 3,761 words) - I’m Starting To Want You (More Than I Want To) by wherehopelies: "In the years after, they’ll say it started with a kiss on a stormy night. They’ll say it began with tequila and lust and boredom. They’ll remember hot skin and frantic breathing and the taste of alcohol mixed with new beginnings and maybe just a little bit of we-shouldn’t-do-this.The truth is, it was much more innocent than that.“ (one shot, 5,907 words) - is it cool that i said all that? (is it too soon to do this yet?) by wherehopelies: bemily tattoo au or the one where beca’s a tattoo artist and chloe is the resident piercing specialist and they’re totally into the cute girls who stop by one day. side flirty chacie because i can (one shot, 11,026 words) - like a needle on a record (you fit right into me) by moxiemorton: She literally just wanted to get rid of a persistent frat boy at the bar. She wasn’t supposed to fall in love, damnit. (3 chapters, 9,597 words) Girl meets world - Riley and Maya: - When the Stars Shoot Across the Sky by TruthandLies: Maya once found her safe place in a girl who loves the stars. When that girl gives her love to someone else, Maya is forced to find a new safe place. Along the way, she and her star-loving best friend discover important things about themselves - and each other. (one shot, 11,289 words) (just makes so much sense still) - drowning (in you) by truthandlies: Lucas has always been Riley’s excuse. Her head-cheerleader-dating-captain-of-the-football-team, straight-girl-in-love-with-straight-boy, normal-normal-normal excuse.Maya is her cataclysm. (one shot, 2184 words) - we only know this light deep in the woodwork by BerryliciousCheerio: “She thinks she could write a hundred thousand pages on it and barely scratch the surface.or: it takes a day and also her entire life for riley matthews to fall in love” (one shot, 8,334 words) juliantina - juliana and valentina - que quieres de mi by unsocial_kid: Juliana is the stoic bodyguard assigned to protect the youngest Carvajal heir. Valentina is the bratty rich girl who can’t stop teasing her new bodyguard. (one shot, 2,543 words) Legacies - Hope and Josie (and Penelope) - From dusk till dawn by SilentRain91: It started off as stolen moments when nobody was looking. Soon, it became their little secret. Josie never kept something this big from Lizzie before. (16 chapters, 35,144 words) - Soccer and Sunshine by misa_pisa: Josie is asked to join her school’s soccer team, by no other than the captain herself. Josie had always admired Hope from the far and now gets the chance to train right beside her. The two of them start to spend a lot of time together during private soccer lessons and math tutoring. In between looks, talks and jokes the feelings between them start to grow. (6 chapters, 11,523 words) - Have I lost my mind by Knight_of_darkness: Josie has to question her sanity as she keeps seeing a strange girl in her dreams (2 chapters, 34,035 words) - Stealin’ My Heart by Thatoneloser_kid: “I’m leaving as soon as I turn eighteen,” Hope said.“Where?” Penelope asked.“No idea,”“Maybe we could all go,” Josie suggested offhandedly, reclining back on the blanket, both Penelope and Hope mirroring her, Hope hooking an arm behind her head.“Thelma and Louise this shit,” Penelope added with a little laugh.“Didn’t they die?” Hope asked.“Mm,” Penelope hummed, “Went out in a blaze of glory.” (one shot, 12,931 words) - the infinite curse of a lonely heart by dandelionlighters: For centuries, he had served as a winged assistant to Aphrodite, doing her bidding and sometimes—when she wasn’t looking—his own. He had been reaching for an arrow from his quiver when it had happened. He had felt a pull at the back of his head one second, and then he had disappeared from existence in the next moment. (2 chapters, 3,325 words) - the game by PosieParkzman: Everyone knew of Hope and Penelope. Desired by many, heartbreakers by trade. Though not everyone knew that love to them was a game, a game they liked to play. With a new year the game resets and the hunt begins. What happens when they both desire the new girl in town, Josie Saltzman. (28 chapters, 47,079 words) - by summer’s ripening breath by slytherinmayflower: "This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath, may prove a beauteous flower when next we meet” (9 chapters, 79,720 words) (I think I finished this in 2 days and I don’t regret any minute of it) - when I kissed the teacher by Little_Miss_Silver: Josie's failing one of her classes. What happens when the reason she's failing ends up tutoring her? (2 chapters, 4,473 words) Supergirl - Kara and Lena - hope you’ll be safe (in the arms of another) by thistableforone: Lena Luthor and Maura Isles went to boarding school together. They had a close relationship, and despite the years they find the chemistry is still there. The only difference is, they’re both in love with someone else now. (3 chapters, 13,112 words) - A Ribbon at a Time by abcooper: After Lex Luthor defeated Superman, after the courts declared him innocent, after CADMUS rose to power, 16 year old Kara Danvers went into hiding. Five years later, a chance encounter with L-Corp CEO Lena Luthor throws her back into everything she’s been running from. (5 chapters, 27, 929 words) - If you don’t love me, pretend (just for a few more hours)… by Khrat9: where Kara and Lena aren’t friends. One night stands… but like several night per month, sometime more. (5 chapters, 24,817 words) - “Professional” Curiosity by TheSpaminator: Lena Luthor and Kara Danvers are the CEO’s of their own respective family owned companies. Their families are feuding. Their companies are feuding. So does that mean that by default, so are they? (6 chapters, 17,582 words) - here we are, two helping hands by falsealarm: A chord of unease vibrates in the pit of Lena’s stomach as Kara sets the folder in front of her and says, “I need to talk to you about something important.” (one shot, 9,016 words) - Surprise Me by Thatoneloser_kid: Kara is a Barista who is in a band and Lena is a CEO with a child and an ex-husband (one shot, 5,060 words) - the more it’s gone (the more it takes away) by cyclothimic: A huge part of her was tempted to just leave National City to the wind and go around the globe. But deep down, she knew that if she abandoned the city, that would only piss Lena off more (one shot, 5,273 words) - in black ink my love may still shine bright by PandaPaladin: On an awfully slow day at CatCo, Kara writes on her desk to complain about her work life to nobody in particular. When she comes back from a break, someone with messy, loopy penmanship writes back to her. (one shot, 11,412 words) (love it so much) - supergirl in training by wtfoctagon: Lena Luthor doesn’t plan to have any kids. Or to get married, even, really. After the revelation that she is actually of Luthor blood after all, she’s quite set on ending the family line with her and not taking the risk of any more drama.Then Lorelai L. Danvers crashes into her life, claiming to be her seventeen year old daughter from the future. (19 chapters, 71,381 words) (just take your time while reading it. It makes everything so much better) - take my hand, take my whole life too by pandapaladin: “There’s a stone statue in Midvale. A beautiful lady with her hands on her hips, a confident smile on her lips, and every feature on her body looks like it was molded from the corners of space. Her chest has a wide, golden ‘S’ on it, and the locals like to affectionately call her Supergirl.” (one shot, 15,135 words) - now you’re speaking my language by pandapaladin: Lena, wanting to surprise her best friend, learns Kryptonian to make Kara feel at home.During a night out with Kara and her cousin, Lena overhears them speaking in Kryptonian— about how much Kara liked her. (one shot, 7,073 words) - we were mint to be by pandapaladin: The door to the ice cream parlor jingled to signify the arrival of a new customer. Kara Danvers looked up from her cramped work area, wishing that there was a way she could catch the eye of a certain Luthor, who ordered a modest scoop of mint chocolate every Wednesday morning. (one shot, 17,221 words) - a spoken word is not a sparrow by pandapaladin: Linda agreed to help Kara confess her feelings to a certain friend. She’ll just confess Kara’s undying love for Lena, then they’ll switch out, and Kara will get the girl. It was as easy as baking pie.Except Lena doesn’t believe them. (one shot, 9,045 words) - I believe, you can get me through the night by jazzfordshire: Kara is a sexless housewife in 1969, feeling trapped with nowhere to go. But when mysterious, kind-hearted Lena Luthor moves in next door, hosting swinger’s parties but ignoring the men, Kara’s whole world shifts on its axis. (2 chapters, 21,206 words) - I keep my distance (but you still catch my eye) by jazzfordshire: Lena and Alex, two strangers recovering from breakups, swap houses over the holidays for a spur-of-the-moment trip. Neither of them expected to find a holiday fling – but what happens on vacation, stays on vacation. Right? (2 chapters, 26,451 words) - love & collecting butterflies by somanyfeelings: "a childhood au where Lena and Kara grow up near each other and are BFFS and they have pillow fights and hang out in Lena’s treehouse and carve their names into the tree and then as they grow up they go from BFFs to soulmates” (one shot, 3,860 words) - You to Me, Me to You by wtfoctagon: When Kara sees a vase of flowers on Lena’s desk, she doesn’t get jealous per se– it’s just that she thinks that Lena deserves so much better than a measly, cliche bunch of roses. (one shot, 6,497 words) - we are what we pretend to be by C_AND_B: After the unrestricted office access, and the flowers, and the surprise visits to Catco, everyone just kinda starts to assume Kara and Lena are dating, and maybe they should let them. (AKA, Lena and Kara really just date whilst pretending they’re fake dating). (one shot, 25,164 words) - Luthor Escort Services by uhpockuhlipz: Kara needs a last minute date to her sister’s wedding. Luthor’s Escort Services is there to help, but Lena is nothing like what Kara was expecting (one shot, 4,315 words) - let’s make this a reality by spacemanearthgirl: Or Kara goes back into the past one more time. A fix it of sorts for the last episode. (one shot, 940 words)(found it on tumblr) - Don’t Be A Cliché by BroodyJC: “I am ashamed of all of you for not letting me know about this.” She crosses her arms in front of her chest, shakes her head. “It makes so much sense know.” And she smiles, as if she knows something the others don’t. “So, Kara, are you going to ask her to the game tomorrow?” (3 chapters, 28,240 words) (think I read this one 3 times already) -Sanctuary by SilentRain91: Lena is curious about a new project her mother has been gushing about without sharing specific details. Wanting to find out more, she sneaks into the restricted area to see what the fuss is about. What she didn’t expect was to find a girl in a cage. (2 chapters, 5,367 words) - the coldest blood (runs through my veins) by AgentJoanneMills: “You know I’d kill for you, right?”Lena laughs, amused, even as her toes curl at the affection in Kara’s voice. “You kill people anyway,” she points out.“True,” Kara allows, “but I’d enjoy doing it more, if it were for you.” (one shot, 2,810 words) - i don’t wanna give you up (so what’s it gonna be?) by statisticallysignificant: it was practically high school code for the most popular girl to end up with the most popular boy at school, the nerdiest girl to end up with the dorkiest boy at school. thank god, the parties in question have different ideas.(3 chapters, 3,167 words) - Scripted Destiny by devschreibt: On her 17th birthday, her destiny will reveal itself. On that day, the first words of her one true love would mark her skin forever. And when she finally gets the courage to actually see the writing, she cringes, because on her shoulder blade it says, “(mouthed) above us only sky.” Now what? (3 chapters, 18,795 words) - the heiress, the girl of steel, and the man who fell to earth by littlebrother: Basically, what if Lena found Mon El's pod? (12 chapters, 66,388 words) (this is my favorite. Seriously it made me miss mon el) - The Fifth Wall by Black_Tea_and_Bones: Kara goes to bed with Mon-El, and wakes up with Lena Luthor.But it isn't Kara’s bed, and they’re not in Lena’s apartment, and that is definitely not their baby... Right? (28 chapters, 109,226 words) - For the Things We Lost in the Undergrowth by seabiscuit: All Kara Danvers wants to do is go to college, solve the crime, get the girl, and secure her beat on the campus newspaper. Unfortunately for her, it doesn't all happen in that order. (6 chapters, 47,479 words) - A Foolish Wit by seabiscuit: Lena Luthor needs a husband, Clark Danvers needs an easy resolution to his cash flow problem.Unfortunately, the best laid plans often go awry. (3 chapters, 27,890 words) dc’s legends of tomorrow - ava and sara - you make me smile (please stay for a while now) by CoffeeAndArrows and moonlitprincess: "Something about Ava's small smile, about the comforting warmth of her beside Sara, the familiarity of wandering to class together, the way she didn’t seem to look at Sara as though she expected anything, expecting a way of acting and being and reacting, as though Sara didn’t owe her anything. For the first time since she’d walked into school earlier that morning, Sara felt like she could breathe.Maybe, just maybe, this year wasn’t off to an entirely bad start." (35 chapters, 342,035 words) (read it in a month, while working and uni and it made life so much happier) - i just wanna spend the nights with you by moonlitprincess: college au where ava is only MILDLY crushing on campus heartthrob sara lance and can totally 100% be chill with a casual hookup ... until she realises sara has abs. (ft. our favourite ladies being useless gay disasters & plenty of unexpected feelings) (one shot, 8,963 words) - for reasons wretched and divine by Phoebmonster: AU - Ava is a princess, and Sara is the bandit who's kidnapped her, and together they have an adventure that changes them both, and their world, forever - featuring the rest of the legends as the loveable rogues we know they are at heart. (6 chapters, 20,727 words) - the day before you came by Phoebmonster: "So, the brief is ..." She tapped her fingers on the wheel. "Make your Mom believe you're really gay and give you some peace and quiet next year."Ava nodded, and Sara grinned."Right, I can do that." She said, more to herself than anything.aka the 'i've hired you to pretend to be my partner to annoy my family at christmas but i think i'm really falling for you' AU that Absolutely no one asked for. (6 chapters, 13,566 words) -if only, if only (you were mine) by Phoebmonster: high school au - ava and sara are paired together to look after a robot baby for their social studies classthey've never liked eachother, so a weekend in close proximity of eachother with a screaming baby can only end badly ... right? (one shot, 10,787 words) - inching close, closer to the edge by JourEtNuit: “But why do we have to pretend to be married?” Sara whines. “Can't we, I don't know, go as friends or cousins, or something. Oh, I know! She could be my secretary...”“It's a couples retreat, Miss Lance," Rip says, tiredly. (one shot, 5,381 words) - see me, feel me (love me) by lexa_lives_in_us: Sara notices. Of course Sara notices. She’s a former assassin and a vigilante, a really good one at that, she has to be observant and aware of other people’s quirks, to get her job done. So, of course, she notices. It’s Ava who doesn’t notice how closely Sara has been paying attention to her. (one shot, 4,454 words) (i cried through the whole thing) - Not The Way You Plan by plinys: In which Sara lies about dating a guy in a coma, and might accidentally be falling in love with his sister in the meantime. (one shot, 6,816 words) - painted me golden by lucylikestowrite: Ava and Sara meet at Ava's sister's wedding. (one shot, 3,914 words) - sleepovers (in my bed) by izziebee: Sara and Ava are not friends. Okay, fine they are friends, but definitely nothing more than that.Or 5 times Ava and Sara sleep together (it's platonic of course) and 1 time they don’t. (6 chapters, 6,633 words) runaways - Karolina and Nico - like or like like by makeitmakesense: But, she supposes, all great rivalries have some sort of wild origin story to explain the bitter air that surrounds them - what would make her and Nico’s any different? (3 chapters, 37,891 words) - and now she’s so devoid of color she don’t know what it means (and she’s blue) by abnormalhuman: Nico Minoru hasn’t been able to see color for as long as she can remember. Needless to say, Nico has lost all hope of ever meeting her soulmate and getting to see the beautiful colors of the world again. The chances of ever meeting her soulmate and kissing them is slim to none. It’s a hard concept to grasp, but then again, a world of darkness is all she knows. (one shot, 10,655 words) - maybe if I told you the right words at the right time (you’d be mine) by somniatoressinespe: or “they go on a roadtrip and nico spends half the time staring at karolina” (one shot,16,173 words) - the 100 - abby griffin and raven reyes - On the Way Home by hummingbirdswords: “we catch the same bus home and i always fall asleep, but you always wake me up at my stop” AU (one shot, 5,308 words) bonus - lena luthor and sara lance (yes it’s real) - Stumbling Toward Enlightenment by Selenay: Sara Lance is a yoga instructor. Lena Luthor is CEO of Luthor Industries.They're from different worlds, but they might just be exactly what each other needs. (one shot, 8,992 words) (best one, gays, best one)

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Title: Horrorstör by Grady Hendrix

Prompt: Arithmancy: Exploring the magical properties of the number "2". Balance/opposites, read a book outside of your favourite genre

Page Count: 243 📚

Rating: 3.75 Stars ⭐

Synopsis: Something strange is happening at the Orsk furniture superstore in Cleveland, Ohio. Every morning, employees arrive to find broken Kjerring bookshelves, shattered Glans water goblets, and smashed Liripip wardrobes. Sales are down, security cameras reveal nothing, and store managers are panicking.

To unravel the mystery, three employees volunteer to work a nine-hour dusk-till-dawn shift. In the dead of the night, they’ll patrol the empty showroom floor, investigate strange sights and sounds, and encounter horrors that defy the imagination.

A traditional haunted house story in a thoroughly contemporary setting, Horrorstör comes packaged in the form of a glossy mail order catalog, complete with product illustrations, a home delivery order form, and a map of Orsk’s labyrinthine showroom.

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"Life doesn't care about what you want, other people don't care about what you want. All that matters is what you do."

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I never read horror books. I usually find them disappointing, to be quite honest, I'm never quite as creeped out as I'd like to be or I'm just genuinely not scared; I was downright bored reading The Exorcist.

I loved Grady Hendrix's other work 'My Best-Friends exorcism'. It didn't scare me so much as unsettle me, but I loved the story beneath the horror, so I thought if I'm gonna read a horror, I'll pick up a Grady Hendrix novel.

It was either this or a New Adult romance, and I thought I'd fare much better with this.

To start, I love the look of this book; a novel in the form of an IKEA catalogue rip off? It's a beauty of a book, and the front cover is a little unsettling (with the terrifying face in the picture frame that you don't notice at first but as soon as you do it's literally all you can see?), so I thought this could suitably freak me out or, failing that, give me a sweet story underneath it.

This book, unfortunately, gave me neither.

Was it the best thing I've read from this author? No. It wasn't. However, there's something that I really, really appreciated about this novel.

It highlights the fact that retail and capitalism is the purest of all evils.

I work in retail, and I understand. Everytime the characters talked about a customer they had, I've had that same customer. It's a universal experience for all retail employees and to find out that you're work is haunted on top of it? Give me a break, hand me a coffee and let me sit down for five minutes, please? It's not so much fear as it is an eye-rolling "of course it's today of all days; not only do I have an 8 hour night shift with my least favourite colleague, but there's also a ghost in the building. Unbelievable." While the characters do go on to be downright terrified, it's their retail skills that get them out of some situations, and the fact that they know this store like the back of their hand that saves some of them.

I think the author had fun with the novel, and aside from it being just a tad too long I had fun reading it. I wasn't creeped out, there was no sweet story, but I enjoyed it none the less. It was fun and captivating with a somewhat intriguing mystery and a great main character. The other characters where just kinda there, but our main character, Amy, was a great one. Her character arc for only 200+ pages was well thought out and well written and I loved the ending of this novel. I've come to find that that's something that Grady Hendrix does really well and I always like the ending chapter of his novels.

Overall, a gorgeous cover, a fun story (that I wouldn't say was particularly scary) with a well thought out main character plot. It's a shame that every other character is just kinda there, I feel like that's a missed opportunity.

The author has a new release out this month that is already on my Amazon Wishlist. Even if I dont quite get what I want from this author, I always get something and that's exciting to read; I love going into his books with no expectations other than "somehow, I will enjoy this."

#horrorstör #book review #arithmancy #owls magical readathon #bookworm #bookblr

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Havoc - Chapter 2

Pairing: SasuSaku

Plot: Sasuke knew people were still afraid of the club and especially of its Sergeant at Arms – and he wouldn’t have it any other way. He had been untouchable then and still was now. Indeed, there was nothing and no one in this world that Sasuke Uchiha feared. Except Sakura fucking Haruno. Biker AU.

Note: So hi everybody, I’m also continuing my SasuSaku fanfic after it’s been pronounced dead by my year-long absence *coughs awkwardly* sorry about that. Anyway, I really hope you like the new chapter. I’ve got a few great ideas for this story and depending on your responses, I might just try and finish it. So please let me know if you liked it and if you want me to continue it. My main story is still going to be From Dusk Till Dawn (MadaSaku, check it out if you’re into that pairing too), so Havoc will remain a side project for now, unless you convince me otherwise ;) Enjoy!

PS: If you want to read the first chapter, or maybe read it again, because it’s been ages since this story has been posted and you probably forgot what’s going on, you’re going to have to scroll through my blog to get to it. Unfortunately, I can’t post a link to it here, because this way this chapter doesn’t show up under any of the tags. So I had to take out the link to even make this post visible to you guys. Really sorry about that, if anybody knows how to bypass this shit (because it happened to my FDTD chapter, too), I’d be happy if you could help me. :)

Sasuke watched her deliciously bend over the pool table, left hand steadying the cue and right arm drawn back to aim for the white ball. He had to supress a groan threatening to escape his throat at the sight of her tight black jeans stretching over her ass.

God have mercy on him, that woman was still a fine piece of machinery.

He knew he wasn’t the only bastard here ogling the President’s daughter, but at least he had the decency to be subtle about it. Letting his gaze roam around the dimly-lit and packed room of his favourite biker bar, he noticed with a growing rage the many dirty looks and even dirtier gestures thrown her way. Moose’s was not only frequented by the Havoc, but by bikers from other MCs from the region as well. Bikers, who didn’t know about the Havoc’s well-guarded secret in the form of a very enticing, very off-limits pink-haired bombshell. Bikers, who weren’t familiar with the feeling of Sasuke’s foot up their asses – something he was gleefully looking forward to doing should those fuckers not stop drooling like some teenage boys who discovered their dicks for the first time.

Taking a sip of his beer in a feeble attempt to calm his nerves, he watched Sakura throw her head back in laughter at something funny Ino said. As she was rising from her bent-over position, her tiny tank top rose as well, exposing her taut bare midriff. She had borrowed one of her friend’s Black Sabbath tops, because she didn’t want to stick out with her fancy white cashmere turtleneck sweater in a run-down biker bar where one half is clad in dark leather and the other half is basically not clad at all. He would have laughed at the image she was presenting – a delicate, graceful princess in a Black Sabbath shirt – were it not for the fact that he knew Sakura was a die-hard Rock fan.

And by God, she was every bit his dream girl now as she was at seventeen.

Right after she rained down on her dad and him to properly tear the both of them a new one a few hours ago, they convened an emergency church to deal with the clusterfuck one of their latest prospects had dug the club into. As it turned out, the little fucker thought it would be a sneaky idea to hide the small bags of drugs between book pages in Konoha’s smallest, most inconspicuous book shop, tell his customers which books to look out for, and earn some cash on the side that way that nobody would ever have found out about. Were it not for the fact that that tiny little book shop belonged to the President’s daughter, who immediately went and re-introduced the Havoc’s Sergeant at Arms to the soft feeling of her hand slapping the everloving shit out of him.

Despite the fact that the boss tried his best to calm her down and reassure her the club would take care of everything, Sakura stuck around. She made it more than clear that she didn’t trust Sasuke with this matter, especially since she was personally involved. She wanted to make sure there were consequences. So Kakashi invited her to stay for the night and catch up with some old friends before dealing with the poor bastard.

Fast forward a few hours and you had a royally pissed off Sasuke sitting at Moose’s staring daggers into the bikers ogling Sakura’s fine ass. “Bro, you grip that beer bottle any tighter and it’ll burst into a hundred pieces. Pretty sure you don’t want an injured hand for the things you’re gonna do tonight.” Sasuke noticed a shock of blonde hair enter his field of vision and his annoyance immediately went up a notch. “Please, I could beat the crap out of that lil cockroach even when I’m drunk off my ass and with my hands tied behind my back.”

“Probably. But you should still loosen that death grip. Might make some people wonder what makes you so angry,” Naruto cautioned while shooting him a pointed look.

“Drop it,” Sasuke growled threateningly.

Naruto sighed in frustration and leaned back. “Look, man, I know you’ve got history with her and everything, but you gotta stop acting like some brooding love-sick puppy who’s still hung up on his ex-girlfriend if you –“

“She was never my girlfriend.”

“Whatever, dude. My point is, if you really wanna make it up to her, then you’ve gotta stop sulking in the shadows, wondering from afar what could have been. This is your chance, man! She always stays away from the club, but now she’s here, and you have the chance to talk to her and sort that shit out between you two.”

Naruto watched his best friend drop his gaze from the woman in question to the beer bottle in his hand. This had always been Sasuke’s reaction to all things Sakura: silence. Ever since shit had hit the fan between the two seven years ago, the raven-haired biker refused to talk about the brief time he spent with her. The few times they had seen each other in between, there was nothing but reserved silence and awkward glances.

Naruto sometimes couldn’t believe how utterly dumb his best friend was. Sasuke was incredibly fearless and one of the meanest motherfuckers he had ever met. But when it came to Sakura, his guilty conscience left him a pathetic heap of surly misery. It was sad to watch, really.

“Look, Sasuke… I have no fucking clue what exactly went down between you two, but it’s been eating at you for seven fucking years. Whenever you see her, you become this… this sad little… blob of… I don’t know man, sadness I guess and –“

“You sure have a way with words.”

“It’s just so pathetic, bro. I mean, I can clearly see your eyes tearing up, your nose is getting all red and snotty and –“

“Is that supposed to cheer me up now?”

“Ugh, it’s nasty. And when you start crying, you make all these miserable little noises and –“

“Naruto.”

“You know, snot everywhere.“

“That’s enough.”

“Just… disgusting, really.”

Naruto mentally patted himself on the shoulder when he saw the tiniest hint of a smirk on Sasuke’s otherwise sullen face. Pleased with his execution of a manly encouragement that consisted of straight-up insulting his best friend in order to cheer him up, he leaned forward again, so only Sasuke could hear him.

“Jokes aside, man, I know this shit between you two has been weighin’ on ya. And you think you’re doing the both of you a favour by staying away from her, but you’re not, because it’s obvious that she’s got as much unfinished business with you as you’ve got with her. Otherwise she wouldn’t hold a grudge. You gotta clear the air at some point, because she’s fucking family and you don’t ignore family. So you might as well do it now.”

Naruto took a hold of his beer bottle and moved out of the booth. Before turning to the bar, he slapped his right hand on his best friend’s left shoulder. “But you know, that’s just my two cents. What do I know about love and relationships? I’ve only been happily married for five years now.”

Sasuke just grunted in response and lifted his bottle to his lips to take another sip. He let his eyes find Sakura again and mulled over what Naruto said. He might have been right about a few things. He was definitely right about them finally needing to stop dancing around each other and sit down and have a proper heart-to-heart.

But there was one thing Naruto was without a doubt wrong about: there was absolutely nothing about his clusterfuck of a relationship with Sakura that had anything to do with love.

Instead, it had everything to do with the fact that he had smashed her heart to smithereens on the night of her eighteenth birthday and effectively shut the door on any romance they might have had a shot at, sealing it with a hundred padlocks and nailing it down with wooden boards for good measure.

“He’s been staring at you all night.”

Sakura couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the blonde. She moved around the pool table to determine the angle of her next shot, when she heard Ino’s voice right next to her ear.

“Come on, you know he still has the hots for you, right?”

“Bullshit he still has the hots for me!”

“Aha!” Sakura found herself at the other end of Ino’s accusing finger pointed directly at her face. “I knew that would get your attention. You like thinking Sasuke’s still into you, don’t you?” Sakura resisted the urge to swipe off Ino’s perfectly made eyebrows that were wiggling so hard they were threatening to shoot out of her face.

“Don’t be ridiculous, that has got nothing to do with it. I just find it absurd that the big, bad, cold-hearted Sasuke Uchiha would still think about something that happened seven fucking years ago.”

Ino cocked her head to the side and looked at Sakura with a knowing smile. “But you still think about it.”

Sakura’s shoulders slumped as she exhaled in annoyance. “I’m not talking about it, alright?”

“Look, forehead, I know what he did was terrible, but I also know Sasuke and I know that he’s actually a pretty good guy beneath all that brooding Batman bullshit. I genuinely think that he regrets what he did back then. I mean, he did try to confront you about it several times, but you were the one who shut him down. Why don’t you just let him say what he has to say, let him apologise, and then move on. You might pretend like you’re over that whole thing, but I know what you really want is some closure.”

Sakura sighed in frustration and blew a hair out of her face. She was just about to throw some witty remark back at Ino, when she noticed several bikers move through the crowd at Moose’s. The Havocs were leaving, which was her cue to do the same.

She felt Ino’s hands grab her shoulders and turn Sakura towards her. “Just think about it, alright? You’ll be here for the whole weekend, so this would be the perfect opportunity to finally get this shit over with, which I know is what you actually wanna do instead of ogle his rock-hard abs when you think I’m not looking. Yeah, don’t roll your eyes at me, missy, don’t think I don’t notice these things. Now you go and have fun tonight. But don’t rough him up too bad.”

With a secretive wink, Ino headed for the bar, leaving Sakura alone at the pool table. Just as she was about to turn around and head for the exit herself, she was met with the sight of a seriously pissed off Sasuke who fixed his determined gaze on her.

She watched the muscles in his upper arm flex enticingly as he raised his right hand to his lips to take the cigarette out of his mouth. The smoke was floating out of his inviting lips as they moved to form words that barely reached her sex-starved brain. All Sakura heard was his rumbling growl.

“It’s time.”

The cold air outside of Moose’s did little to clear Sasuke’s head. He was still on the fence about if and how he should approach Sakura. But he’d have to postpone wracking his brain, because the Havocs were gearing up to take care of that lil dipshit who dared to cross the President’s daughter.

“Where’s daddy?”

He whipped his head around to see Sakura trailing right behind him, zipping up that tiny little leather jacket he couldn’t believe still fit her curves.

“Waiting for us at the warehouse.”

The rumbling of his brothers’ Harleys enveloped them as Sasuke watched some of them leave Moose’s lot. He headed for his V-Rod Muscle and grabbed his jet-black helmet with the name of his bike – War Hog – spray painted on the back in silver and scarlet letters. He was just about to put it on when he felt a presence behind him and turned around, only to be met with the sight of a very annoyed Sakura looking up at him expectantly.

“You ridin’ with me?”

His eyes noted the rise of her perfectly sculpted eyebrow before she spoke, “You got a problem with that?”

There it was again, that feeling of unease that spread in his stomach whenever she pinned him with that scrutinising gaze of hers. “No, just figured you’d rather ride with Naruto. Or anybody else, for that matter.”

“Well the others are already gone, and Naruto said he needed the extra space to secure his bag of torture instruments or whatever.”

Sasuke immediately knew that was bullshit, there was no bag on the back of Naruto’s bike. The Havocs weren’t going to torture the poor bastard. It was just going to be a little slap on the wrist, really.

“Alright, you’re riding with me. Here, put this on,” he grumbled while handing her his helmet and reaching for his spare one.

Sakura looked at the round object in her hands as if it just sprouted a head and started talking to her. At the sight of her disgusted look, Sasuke let out an exasperated sigh. “What, woman?”

“You’re giving me the helmet that has the word hog spray painted on it in big fat letters? Real tactful, Sasuke.”

He couldn’t supress the smirk that was dangling on the edge of his lips. “I can recall a few even naughtier words I used to call you.” His smirk widened when he saw a faint blush taint her cheeks. Sakura scoffed and rolled her eyes in an overly dramatic fashion. “Oh yeah, now that I think about it, I remember you doing that eye rolling thing a lot, too. Only they usually rolled into the back of your head whenever I –“

“Okay, thank you, that’s enough. I’m putting on the helmet now, I can’t hear you.”

A triumphant grin graced his features at the sight of his dream girl wearing his helmet.

“Good girl.”

Sasuke ignored the look Sakura was shooting him, put on his spare helmet while straddling his bike and waited for Sakura to do the same. When he felt her soft curves press against his back and her arms circle around his waist, he let War Hog roar to life.

He turned his head slightly, so she could hear him better over the rumbling of his engine and asked, “You ready?”

She nodded in confirmation. “Hit the road, Sergeant.”

Sasuke took her left hand into his own, pulled her arm tighter around his torso, and gave her a little squeeze. “You hold on tight, sweetheart.”

He could still hear her scoff behind him. “I was practically raised on a bike, I’ll be fine. This is no big deal.”

Lowering the visor on both their helmets, Sasuke took off and left Moose’s parking lot. The cool breeze around him and the low rumbling beneath him he felt whenever he rode his bike always had a calming influence on his often raging mind. This time, it was different though. This time, he had Sakura pressed against his back again for the first time in seven years.

And even though she might have claimed riding with him was no big deal, her tight grip on his waist and the way she leaned her head against his shoulders told him a different story.

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