#i have more fandoms on the back burner okay let me have this for a while lmao

[braisedhoney]

I drew this half asleep at like 3am and decided to finish it bc… 

I mean c’mon this summarizes my entire iswm experience, just add tears ig. 

Ft. My persona (captainsona? Is that what we call them if it’s just us but in a space suit??) instead of Y/N The Captain. Let me be self indulgent for a minute.

Brushes: 

- Jingsketch Sketch around (for sketching, painting, etc etc etc.)

- Random watercolor Brush (background texture)

#I don’t have an explanation for this #or a good punchline #or a reason #This is better than like 90% of what I draw when I’m not sleep deprived #head engineer mark #iswm #in space with markiplier #iswm 2 #in space with markiplier 2 #I need a tag for these nighttime shitposts bc I swear they’ll become a thing with me #I’ll workshop it #markiplier #iswm fanart #shitpost #too much effort for such a stupid joke but that’s like my whole thing so #¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #once again I am thankful that I’m too much of a soft sap to have been chaotic on my first iswm run #bc that means canonically i did my best :’) #love is stored in the portable engineer #i have more fandoms on the back burner okay let me have this for a while lmao #sorry to those of you who read these #captainsona #ney's art #sona art

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for snapping and scaring a kid?

Okay first, some background, I (F20) am a sorta bnf in a fandom I write and draw for and I am a group of roughly 10 other kinda bnfs who do the same and are all 20+.

We all reblog from each other and support each other, and one unique thing we also do is block minors who are open about being minors that we see anywhere and/or that interact with us.

We DM each other their usernames to weed them out of circle even though all of accounts are PG and do not have and dnis or warnings that minors will be blocked. We don't let anyone know we do this, make no posts about it, no warnings, they just get blocked without any exchange.

There's a few reasons why we do this:

to encourage kids to not let their age be publicly know.

to make sure kids are not getting normalized to interacting with strange adults online

kids, to put it kindly, are fucking lame once you become a certain age through no fault of their own. There's nothing in common after a while. They don't understand adult life and can't relate in the same way another adult can, and this is just no good reason for an unrelated strange adult online to let a kid interact with them that's sketchy and weird as shit

I grew up lurking and with strict internet safety lessons. Nowadays, kids seem to not know how to lurk and basic internet safety anymore. I've tried to make post upon post warning them of the dangers of putting personal information, especially their age, online, but it's done nothing to make the minors interacting to act more safely.

But me and my friend group have found that the only way to get kids to lurk and not put their age online like they should is if they get loose access the things they want because of their age is public.

So many of the kids who follow me have been blocked and they realized why they're getting blocked and came back on a much safer lurker account. I know I'm not the asshole for doing this and encouraging others to do this because ultimately it keeps the kid safer.

What I do think I may be the asshole is when one kid in particular, I'll call him X, spent months testing me to figure out and confirm that I was blocking minors who are open about their age and then spent weeks after that threatening to call me out and accused me of being agist, a pedophile because why am I so scared to interact with kids, and lying about being cis-queer because queers wouldn't discriminate like this.

At first he was was just the usual kiddo with his age in his bio, so I blocked him, and while I didn't notice it at first, he kept making more accounts with his age in the bio and following me. I caught on when I was curious about why do many 14 years olds were following me in a row because normally is varied from around 10 to 17, and I noticed similarities across the account and realized it was one kid desperately trying to following me.

I figured I just keep blocking until he figured out how to keep his age offline, and it seemed to work when I got followed by an identical account with the age missing from any posts and the bio. I let him keep following, not interacting because he's 14 and that'd be fucking weird, but then a week into following me on this new ageless account I got a DM.

It was full of screenshots of me blocking him on he openly a minor accounts and then him just accusing of what I said above. I blocked, not caring to respond to a 14 year old, but he keep making burners to DM more and more accusation.

I just kept blocking without responding, not wanting to waste my time, but then he treatened to call me out for being all those things. I've seen first hand how life ruining those accusation and false callouts can be, how people see those accusations and do no research and let their instinctual disgust and fear of those people drive the accused to going offline or even committing suicide.

I did not want this, and the fact that this may become a possibility due to a kid who just couldn't accept not everyone wants known minors following them, made me super pissed off.

And so to "scare him straight" and to prevent him from making this callout post, I photoshopped screenshots of both a police and cyperbulling report being submitted and police thanking me for reporting this and how they'll check it out.

At the time, still being super angry, it was very satisfying to see him come apologizing, saying he'll stop stalking me, and asking for me to tell the police and cyberbulling that it was a fake report and that it's been handled.

I didn't bother responding and just blocked him, and this time, he didn't make another burner. In fact, he deleted all his accounts.

A few months have past, and now that my anger has melted into annoyance, and that annoyance into realization I may have went too far.

X, while annoying, and could have really hurt me with a fake callout, is at the end of the day, 14, still a little kid.

X probably just didn't know better and I could have just tried to talk to him and reason rather then scaring him. I feel especially bad because if he was a POC and/or an abuse victim still living with his abusers he may have and possibility still be fearing for his life. Also it made me look like a bootlicker and I would kill myself before I ever support a cop

So I'm wondering now if I may have been the asshole here for snapping and scaring a kid

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #suicide cw

[em-writes-stuff-sometimes]

Please see the original post. Thank you to @queen--kenobi for sharing it with me.

You are correct and so very justified in this.

I have been hateful to others. I have been woefully complicit in the racial harassment of a POC user @themotherofblood—a girl who is so very young to have received the horror she did—and the harassment of several other members of the community during my acquaintanceship with Bel and Fae, in a manner that is at best cowardly and at worst morally and fundamentally reprehensible. I have behaved in a manner that is disgusting, deplorable, wrong on every level of measurement.

I either ignored the mention of or laugh-reacted at conveyance of numerous anons Bel and Fae reported themselves as having sent. I continued in conversation as they made lengthy, detailed insults about other users, offering no criticism of the behaviour. I said nothing while people experienced their frustration over receiving hate. I let my anger and paranoia fuel me into creating an entirely new Discord account for the sole purpose of ensuring that others weren’t committing the very same behaviours I was allowing against me. I created a burner account to retrieve “evidence” from another blog to support my statements, violating their right to feel entitled to privacy. I never once voiced suspicions over other anons I privately attributed to Bel and Fae due to the similarities in their cadence and seeming motivation. I fell into the most toxic cesspit of groupthink and let others direct my appalling behaviour without acknowledging the fact that as an adult, the only one in control of my behaviour should be myself. My entitlement gave me the illusion that my suffering during my time in fandom excused me from doing my moral duty to this community and to society. And, perhaps the most damning of it all, it was not until I was personally motivated by my own selfish fear and anxiety that I finally abandoned the source of so much hate.

It didn’t end there. I continued to say nothing, days and weeks and months after the fallout. I did not act quickly in the wake of the fallout. I sat, silent, complicit, soundless while the hate rampaged on.

Thank you to @/witheredoffherwitch for a thoughtful and well-articulated call-out of things I was too arrogant to see within the scope of my own circle. I deserved the things said, and I should have been far less up my own arse to see this for myself. I will not make any kind of excuse here. This is not the place for it.

I definitely do suck ass. I am and have historically been a petty, mean loser. I am a hypocrite, an asshole, and a piece of shit for the way I have behaved. I have done a great deal of harm in publicising the things I have, and even more in having ever been involved in the first place. Your lives are not sport for our entertainment. You’re real people too, just the same as me.

I will very much try to do better and be far more strong-willed in future. I will be kinder and devote my energy to being someone that no longer resembles a piece of human crap. Whether that be a journey I take with or without the people I have met and adored along the way, that is what must be. I want to get back to writing, but actively ensure I do not simply “leave this experience in the past”. It is something I need to carry ahead with me as a reminder of the damage I have done and the very many people I have hurt and disappointed.

I am going to try. It doesn’t make it right. It doesn’t make it okay.

#hotd fandom drama

[edensrose]

˚◞❀˳ a proper farewell

god that title sounds dramatic as fuck so let me just clear things up immediately: no, I'm not leaving tumblr, I will still be very manageable to reach and interact. what I am drifting away from is the tolkien fandom — and since this place, despite my hardships, has meant so much to me - I decided to give it a proper little farewell, to the people who made everything count. along with a little explanation for my decision while shedding light on my experience. ( I'll try to be brief )

I joined the tolkien fandom while writing for thranduil, it's here I gained my following in the fanbase and things went quite smoothly. however, upon beginning to write for mairon, then melkor and then later the ainur — I saw an increase in hate anons. something I have experienced before, natural of a multi fandom blog, but never to this degree. initially I assumed it was because I was simply growing larger as a blog, and perhaps that is the reason — but from what I noticed, I was battling with a bunch of chronically online people who simply could not handle my love for. . . "problematic characters"

I never understood it, really. I never saw other ainur blogs getting the hate I did - I guess I'll truly never know. had I done something? was my writing just not good enough? were my vibes off? over the time I've been called things like two faced, fake, a romanticiser of abuse, lazy for not filing out requests, been told I shouldn't write reader inserts, told to kms and other graphic incidents ( such as people sending death threats and actual gore to my inbox ). this branched from burner accounts to anons, and I could just never understand why me. a quick gander at the #clownon tag and you'll find some of the instances in which I've been harassed.

I genuinely thought my writing was the issue.

which demotivated me from writing for quite some time. could I have turned anon off? sure, but that would have meant that the anons I'd frequently interact with would most likely not come around anymore. it meant a decline in requests, it meant just a crippling factor to my blog in general, so I chose to ignore. but it got hard to eventually. I was bullied for liking a god with big wings just because for crying out loud.

I've tried to fake being okay. fake being strong and unwavering about the hate, but I just couldn't anymore. and that's okay.

it wasn't all tears and hardships though. I have made very good friends through the tolkien fandom, many of which I consider close. from @bluezenzennie to @kiatheinsomniac — @a-contemplation-upon-flowers , @cilil , @someoneinthestars and so so many more. it'd take me forever to tag and honestly my heart is squeezing so much listing these few down already. they made fandom fun, whether it was our silly little play fights or collabs or you name it. those of you that have spent time to tell me about your day on anon or send in the nicest of things. I haven't forgotten them, and I cherish them, but it's time for me to go

am I sad? fucking of course. a part of me found so much comfort here and in these characters. I've spent hours on end developing lore for aus or designing aesthetics for writing — just writing and pumping out content or blogs, everything and anything I could do. and while I don't regret those times - the way I've been treated in response hurts. which is why I've made this decision.

I'm growing as a person too. I'm writing a book now, I've got an oc blog to promote that book that I'm working hard on ( @valentine-cafe ) , things are looking good. does this mean I'm just gonna disappear? of course not. I plan on staying around, getting back into request writing ( for other fandoms ) and still interacting and supporting my tolkien moots and friends. will I be writing or creating content for tolkien? probably not. at least not in the foreseeable future. the characters I once loved and cherished have now been ruined for me. I've been made to feel embarrassed for loving manwe and namo to the degree that I have, and I don't see myself being able to write for ainur without thinking of all the shit I've gotten for doing so.

regardless, I'll be here still. and while I might not be your local valarfucker anymore, I hope to be your rose still 🩷 thank you so much for two and a half years, I love you all dearly

#˚◞❀˳ 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 '𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒆 ﹕ psa ꒱ ₊˚⊹ #actually cryinh my eyes out ahhh #tolkien

[stormblessed95]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "stormblessed95 "?

I'm stormblessed because of this Ultra badass super sad boy right here.... Kaladin Stormblessed has my entire fucking heart for the rest of my life

Art by Ro

95 for vmin 🥰

Some of my favorite fics! In no particular order:

Blame it on my Youth by youreyestheyglow

Paring: Andrew/Neil

Fandom: AFTG

10 years after the end of The King's Men, Andrew and Neil have decided to foster a kid. They have low expectations for themselves--they're not exactly ideal parenting material--but at the very least, the kid will be safe with them. But neither Andrew nor Neil do temporary very well.

Full disclosure: highly character-driven, minimally plot-driven.

TW: If you suffer from paranoia, this is probably not the fic for you. Specifically, Neil has bunches of paranoia regarding being watched, and also being murdered.

Locked fic, so you need an account. Words: 1,520,605 and a WIP too.... Lmao I know....but it's SO GOOD. I'm just.... It's so damn good y'all. Basically just andriel growing and healing together, being so deeply in love, their adult lives and becoming parents and helping those children heal from their traumas too. Just gorgeously beautiful and I love it.

That Isn't Nothing by Taekookschanbaek

Pairing: Andrew/Neil

Fandom: AFTG

A look into the lives of pro exy players Andrew Minyard and Neil Josten. The world says they hate each other, but when Andrew gets transferred to Neil's team, their teammates begin seeing something else between them.

Words: 38,362, don't be thrown by the author name. I KNOW okay. But like damn, the fic is so fucking good. Ive read it multiple times. Its solid story telling with outsider POV and I just eat it up! Protective boyfriends and secret relationships and soft for each other moments. It's so good

The One-Body Problem by metisket

Pairing: Lan Zhan/Wei Ying

Fandom: MDZS

The good news is that Lan Jingyi has found a mentor, friend, and constant companion through the difficulties in life. The bad news is that that’s because he’s been accidentally possessed by the Yiling Patriarch.

This fic is SO GOOD I keep coming back to it all the time. It's got the juniors dynamics, it's got the most wholesome bonding stuff, it's got Jingyi being himself and so loveable. So wholesome. So cute. 10 outta 10 fic honestly. Words: 28,689

Rotten Work by @shanastoryteller

Pairing: Lan Zhan/Wei Ying

Fandom: MDZS

Jin Ling hadn’t thought to keep track of Wei Wuxian. Clearly that had been a mistake.

so good. Just amazing uncle and nephew bonding that gives me literally ALL OF THE FEELS. I read this and then went and read everything else this author has written. Such good storytelling!! And this was just both wholesome and emotional and fun! Amazing fic, truly. Words: 63,907

Stunted, Starving Juvenility by @tomatenmark5

Pairing: Lan Zhan/Wei Ying

Fandom: MDZS

At sixteen Wei Wuxian is—through some strange twist of fate, or a nick in the layer between parallel universes, who knows—out of the blue confronted with that one incense burner dream one night.

While his curious mind is left unable to stop poking at this new perspective on Lan Wangji, circumstances in the Cloud Recesses begin to change and Wei Wuxian is suddenly presented with life-altering opportunities.

Maybe Gusu isn’t so bad after all?

(Or alternatively: The fic where I get to give Wei Wuxian the academic scholarship he deserves while simultaneously getting him hitched early on.)

Might just be one of my all time favorite fics/stories. It's still technically a WIP but it's soo good. Don't let that stop you. It's so long too. But that's just even more story to love. I can't say enough good things lol words: 742,856 (I know, don't be intimidated though! Lol)

And Time is But a Paper Moon by Sami

Pairing: Lan Zhan/Wei Ying

Fandom: MDZS

"Zewu-Jun. You once told me about a house surrounded by gentians, where you visited once a month, and how Lan Zhan still waited there, even when the door no longer opened."

Xichen feels light-headed. He feels shocked, and angry. He has never told anyone such a thing, but Lan Zhan is giving Xichen a look of utter betrayal.

"You told him?" Lan Zhan whispers. "When?"

Wei Wuxian takes Lan Zhan's hand. "About twenty years from now."

***

Wei Wuxian starts again from the beginning.

My favorite time travel fix it fic. It's genuinely SO GOOD I love it and I love all the sequel stories that come after it!! Words: 139,032

The File by Denimbeans

Pairing: Percy Jackson/Bucky Barnes

Fandom: PJO, Marvel

When Percy stepped out of the elevator, Hazel wanted to weep. His clothing was tattered, hair matted with blood, and he was covered head to toe in golden dust. But he was alive. It took her a few minutes to realize that he was alone.

Before she died, she'd heard reports on the radio about soldiers who came home. Shellshock, they called it, from being in the trenches, the bombs and the bullets and the dead. Hazel had met soldier, once. A man who'd come home to her little town, missing half his leg and most of his mind. The look in his eyes was hauntingly similar to what she saw on her cousin's face.

Percy was different now. Stronger, maybe. He'd made it through Hell, but not without leaving a piece of him behind.

I honestly didn't know if I'd like this one when I started lol but I loved it. The ANGST WAS SO HEAVY AND SO GOOD. tw for annabeth not making it out of tarturus alive in this fic. PJO and Marvel/Shield mash up and honestly I'm just so down for badass Percy fics. Especially when we see him from another POV where he looks so scary but in his head he is the softest most traumatized boy. Percy is everything to me. Lol and I ship percabeth so hard so this was an outlier fic to me 😂 the blurb there is from the first story, I linked the whole series.

The One Where Nico Has 30 Boyfriends by a_million_stars

Pairing: Nico/Will

Fandom: PJO

“Seriously? Me and Lester?” Nico looked ready to kill him. “If you keep speaking to me I think I’m going to throw up.”

Or, a new friend from college desperately tries to figure out who Nico's secret boyfriend is. He messes up. A lot. If only Nico didn't have so many weirdly close friends from high school.

Just wholesome adorable cuteness with some outsider POV, which y'all should be able to tell I LOVE by now

Mortals, Meet Demigods by MaryaDmitrievnaLikesSundays

Pairing: Annabeth/Percy, Nico/Will

Fandom: PJO

Life isn’t easy for any teenager, but when you’re half-god, the word “easy” loses all meaning. Nine different mortals start to understand that.

Just cute wholesome outsider POV into the most precious of characters

Like Everything Glows by Annie_vi

Pairing: Jimin/Jungkook

Fandom: BTS

Jeon Jeongguk watches the sun rise and set on the water every day without wondering what may lie far beneath the surface. One nighttime walk along the beach upheaves his entire life, sending his human morals into a tailspin as he questions what his beliefs really are.

The first fic I read by Annie and still my favorite. I think about this story all the time lol. She is one of the very very few people I will read RPS fics from because her storytelling is just so immaculately beautiful. I love the way she writes. Truly. I need her to get published one day

@skygemspeaks retirement AU thread and every single fic it sparked inspiratiom for.

Seriously they linked TONS of them under their post and I read and obsessed over every single one and then went looking for more. Lmfao

Pairing: Yuuri/Victor

Fandom: Yuuri on Ice

Link to their Tumblr post:

Wrapping it up with @pekgna illustrated coffee shop AU that I'm so obsessed with.

Pairing: Shallan/Adolin/Kaladin

Fandom: Stormlight Archive

OT3 when Shallan and Adolin seduce Kaladin, their barista into becoming their boyfriend lol just perfection and adorable and the art is amazing!

Link to the start of the AU on Tumblr here:

Enjoy if you read them, let me know if you like them!!! And always feel free to give me fic recs as well especially if you want to send them to my side blog where I try to keep most of my conversations about books and fics now. My anon asks are on there. I've reblogged a few over there too. @moonofthesurvivor

#storm recommendations #fic recs

[scoops404]

Taking a break from my Powerpoint Presentation (it's google slides but whatever) preparation to circle back to the thing @jestbee tagged me in - my fic graveyard

Before even looking, I don't think I have many. I can think of one big one, but we'll see if there are more when I open it up.

I organize mine by year, so here is 2022:

"5 times Dream called George baby accidentally + 1 time it was on purpose"

HAHAH i forgot about this. 2,500 words. I think I stopped writing it because it didn't feel like it was going anywhere and I got distracted by something else. I think this was right before I got sucked into writing Curse and Cure so my brain went entirely into that and forgot this one... oops

"Trans GNF fic" 11K - I really liked this one actually but I let a few trans friends read it to do a sensitivity beta and um it didn't really pass? they gave valid criticism and to fix it I would have had to kind of scrap most of it and I didn't really want to do that because my brain thought of another idea so I went and did that instead. This was going to be FWB cunnilingus fic very heavily pwp - so maybe it's for the best. I'd rather scrap it than write anything hurtful or offensive, so maybe in another universe ((also, this is the one I was thinking of that I never finished))

"Secret Santa 2022 Fic" 400 words. It never got off the ground because my giftee left the fandom and I wasn't really feeling it anyway (wrote Deep in Dream instead and won't apologize for that) but it was going to be very we-didn't-know-we-were-dating and closely canon compliant (but then i kinda did that with Just One Touch).

"2022 Halloween Exchange" (35 words lol) this also got canceled because it was around the time of the drituation, BUT -- my giftee was @extrasteps who I didn't know at the time when we were assigned, but is now very dear to me. But this was going to be soulmates, george as a witch/seer vibes gnf flying to orlando. george has visions and can see other people's soulmates but doesn't know he can't see his own so when he doesn't see Dream as his soulmate, he thinks they aren't soulmates until they meet and.... I wasn't quite sure where i was going with it but it would have kicked ass

Okay, I guess I have more than I remember...

"The Whether" 2,500 words - this one was going to be about dream's exploration of his sexuality and using George (with permission) as a safe space to explore that by flirting with him off-stream, etc. But like an explicit conversation is had about it where dream makes sure George is okay with that and then he just fake flirts his way into falling in love with George. Delves into physical -- George is like you keep questioning all this stuff, so just suck my dick if you want to try it. You know, because he's such a good friend. This one is absolutely Scoops bonkers crazy because Dream does a drodcast and like talks it out loud and realizes on the drodcast that he's actively in love with George. Peak comedy. I don't remember why I decided not to finish this one, might have been because someone I'm friends with was writing something similar and I didn't want to inadvertently copy so I put it on the back burner and then just forgot about it. in this era of Scoops, I can see that if I talked about this one, then people would have hyped me up and I would have ended up writing it fully probably.

2023:

"George's Pretty Privilege" 660 words. This was like one of those small things I had to write after finishing a big project i'd been working on for months (in this case, deep in dream) for something to be completely different. The idea was all the times George used and then realized his pretty privilege. I didn't finish this one because it was kinda boring and then something else caught my interest. Oh! We did a Spin The Wheel challenge and that made me write Shine Here To Us and that took all my attention away

That's it for 2023, besides a Merthur fic I've been working on forever so I don't consider that one "dead"

I don't even have 2021 on this laptop, but I know of at least one - Dream surprises George in line at a con while he's still faceless and pretends to be a fan. I almost uploaded that one.

Anyway, those are my dead and gone and not being resurrected fics. I hope you enjoyed. I got pretty good in 2023 of picking projects that I actually wanted to invest my time into and work to finish them. Taking that energy into 2024.

If you're a writer, feel free to do this as well!! And feel free to ask any questions you want about any of these ideas :D

#scoops writing

[angelasscribbles]

A Fervid Fixation Chapter 4: Explosion

Series: A Fervid Fixation

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Riley x Drake

Rating: NSFW

Warnings for this chapter: Lemons 🍋🍋🍋

Word Count: 4,156

A/N: I'm through trying to predict how long this is going to be. I think just one more chapter, two at most. But your guess is as good as mine at this point!🤷‍♀️

My other stuff: Master List.

She woke up to the smell of bacon wafting through the cabin. Her stomach growled and she realized she was ravenous. Dinner had been hours before the coronation fiasco, and she hadn’t eaten since.

She needed her luggage to get dressed. Drake had been going to get them the last time she’d seen him. She opened the bedroom door and found her suitcases stacked neatly in the hall.

She got dressed quickly and made her way downstairs. The living room opened into a long, narrow kitchen. Drake stood at the stove, shirtless, stirring eggs in a skillet. She paused at the bottom of the stairs, drinking in sight. She hadn’t seen him shirtless since the beach party and the image of Drake in a speedo was burned into her memory.

He turned slightly, reaching for a cup of coffee on the counter next to him, and caught sight of her out of his peripheral vision. His eyes had already started to track back to the pan so he did a double take as his head jerked back toward her, “Hey! Good morning! Want some breakfast?”

“Uh…sure,” spurred into motion, she left the foot of the staircase and traversed the living room. 

His brows pulled together in confusion, “What were you doing just standing at the bottom of the stairs?”

Her cheeks pinkened as she made it to the kitchen, “Nothing, just…nothing!”

“Okay…”

“Can I do anything to help?”

“You could get the plates out,” he reached over and flipped open one of the cabinet doors.

“It smells delicious!” She chirped as she slid two plates out of the cupboard, discreetly cutting her eyes to the side to admire his shirtless form up close. Her eyes ran over his bare chest, shoulders, arms, and back, paying rapt attention to the way the muscles flexed and coiled as he moved.

“It’s just bacon, eggs, and toast, the basics,” he told her, “And I have coffee if you want it. I also have orange juice if you’d rather.”

“Coffee is fine,” she sat the plates down on the counter next to the stove, “Where’s the silverware?”

He pointed and she opened a drawer, pulling out two forks and two butter knives before letting her eyes wander back to him. This time they continued past the bare skin, taking in the curve of the denim that hugged his ass. Her eyes lingered there for a moment then made their way slowly upward again.

She flushed a deep crimson when her eyes met his amused gaze, “Are you checking me out, Brooks?”

“N-No!”

“Then what were you doing? Because I’m pretty sure you were just looking at my ass.”

“I….you know what? Fuck you! You check me out all the damn time! You think I haven’t noticed?”

The grin on his face broadened into a full-fledged smile, “You’re paying attention to what I do?”

She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

He pushed the skillet to a cool burner and turned off the stovetop then he stepped into her personal space, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, “If you want me, all you have to do is say so.”

She felt a little lightheaded as heat flooded her body, threatening to wipe out all of her common sense. Her mouth went dry as she croaked out, “I don’t….” Even to her ears, it sounded like a lie.

“Okay,” he moved away with a shrug, “but the offer stands.”

He handed her a plate and she mentally shook herself as she took it, “Can we talk about something else?”

“Sure,” he loaded food onto this plate and moved to the back of the kitchen where a small table sat in an alcove surrounded on three sides by windows, “How did you sleep last night?”

“Like a baby!” she said as she scooped scrambled eggs onto her plate.

“I can light a fire in there tonight if you want it.” He offered as he returned to the counter to fill two cups of coffee.

“That would be nice,” she buttered a piece of toast and added it to the bacon and eggs already on her plate.

“It’s nice outside today, I could take you fishing,” he told her as he placed the cups on the table and took his seat.

“I prefer to eat the fish,” she said as she joined him at the table, “I’ll leave the catching them up to you.”

“All right, I get it… city girl.”

“More like small-town girl,” she corrected him, “I didn’t grow up in New York.”

“I remember. California, right?”

“Right. How was the couch?”

“It was a couch.”

“Uncomfortable?”

“Nothing I can’t handle.”

“I still feel bad about putting you out of your own room.”

He looked at her across the table as he tore his toast in half, “Did you really think it was necessary to lock the bedroom door last night?”

She paused with her fork halfway to her mouth. Setting it back onto the plate she lifted her eyebrows, “Considering you know that I locked it, yes.”

Considering that he had just offered to have sex with her and she’d almost taken him up on it, double yes.

“I just wanted to grab some clean clothes; it is my room you know.”

Her eyes flicked down to take in the fact that he was still wearing yesterday’s pants, but that was a mistake as all it did was remind her that he was still wearing only half his clothes. “Ah….sorry. I just fell asleep after my bath.”

“It’s okay, I’ll grab a shower after breakfast. Did you find everything okay? Is there anything else you need?”

“No, I found everything I needed, even a brand-new toothbrush.”

“Good.” He took a long drink of his coffee, watching her over the edge of the cup as he did so.

The predatory way his eyes tracked her every movement left her unsettled. She liked it and she hated the fact that she liked it.

It was time to do what she always did when her unmet need for him threatened to overwhelm her.

Pick a fight.

“So how long am I going to be stuck here?”

He raised his eyebrows, “I thought you liked it here.”

“That’s not the point!”

He picked up on the shift in her demeanor, “Why are you mad?”

“Because you brought me here against my will and threw my phone out the window!”

He pushed his plate away, “I told you why I had to throw your phone away and you got in my car of your own volition!”

“Did I though? It was the middle of the night in the middle of nowhere! Where else was I going to go? And might I remind you that I never consented to get in the back of that SUV!” She may have manufactured the fight to distract herself from the feelings he inspired in her, but as she reviewed the previous evening’s proceedings, she found herself getting actually angry.

He drained the last of his coffee before responding, “It was the SUV or the limo to the airport.”

“Exactly! I didn’t consent to any of it!”

“Welcome to Cordonia, an absolute monarchy. You have no rights here.”

“That…that’s fucked up!”

“That’s Liam’s world, the one you want so badly to be a part of.” He reminded her.

“You have no idea what I want, Drake!”

“Yeah? Why don’t you tell me then?”

“Maybe I would if I weren’t being held prisoner!”

“You’re not a prisoner!”

“No?”

“No!”

“So, I can just get up and leave if I want to?”

“Yes! I’m not stopping you from leaving!” he threw his hands up in the air, “Go!”

“Fine! I will!” She pushed away from the table, stomped through the house, jerked the door open, and stepped out onto the porch. Glancing up and down the property, she saw nothing but wilderness.

There was a lake in front of her and woods to the right and back of the clearing. To her left, a dirt road stretched and curved through the tree line, disappearing from view over a rise in the road, with no other houses or buildings in sight.

She backed into the cabin to find him standing in the living room watching her, “I need the car keys.”

“I’m not giving you my car,” he laughed.

“Then how am I supposed to leave?”

“That’s your problem,” he shrugged, “I said I wasn’t holding you here against your will, I didn’t say I would help you leave.”

“But I don’t even know where I am or how far the nearest town is!”

“That sounds a like a you problem, Brooks,” he replied evenly.

“How am I not a prisoner if I’m not allowed to leave?” She yelled at him.

“You’re allowed to leave!” He shouted back at her, “I’m not stopping you!”

“But you’re not helping me?”

“Fuck no I’m not!”

“Why the hell not?”

“Because I think it’s a mistake!” he exploded, “Your best bet is to stay here until we know exactly who set you up and why! Why won’t you just let me help you?”

“I don’t need your help, Drake! Liam has the entirety of the Cordonian government at his disposal! He can get to the bottom of everything, I know he can!”

“Yeah? Maybe, but where is he?”

“How would I know? You took my phone!” she slammed back out the door.

“Good luck in the woods!” he yelled after her.

“Don’t need it!” She yelled back, “I was a girl scout!”

All she needed was to get back to civilization.

She decided that following the driveway out to the main road made the most sense. The problem was that the driveway was more of a path than a road and not a very good path at that. She tried to follow the ruts and patches of beaten-down grass, but they weren’t always easy to find. She somehow managed to end up in the middle of the woods. She was quite sure she had strayed from the path.

She blundered around in the woods refusing to admit she was lost until she passed a fallen tree she was certain she had passed at least twice already. “Well, shit!” she kicked at the rotted trunk like it was the dead tree’s fault.

There was a rattling behind her, the sound of twigs snapping sounded close by and she jumped, then dropped into a karate stance she remembered from her junior high self-defense class, ready to fight whatever wild animal threatened her.

Drake appeared beside her, “Always ready with the violence, Brooks. And you judge me for it.”

“Drake!” Her body sagged with relief but didn’t want to admit it. She tried to sound annoyed as she asked, “How did you find me?”

“Well, first of all,” he shook his head, “You’re not hard to find, you leave a trail like a fucking tornado came through the woods and second, I’ve been following you the whole time.”

“What?” she was genuinely shocked. She hadn’t known he was there.

“It wasn’t hard. You’re about as quiet as a herd of thundering elephants.”

“Oh.” She stood awkwardly looking at him, unsure what to say.

“Can we go back to the cabin now? It’s almost lunchtime and I still haven’t had a shower.”

“Sure.” She followed along behind him, her mind spinning furiously looking for a way to salvage her injured pride.

He glanced behind him, “You know I’m just trying to help you, right?”

“Well, I don’t like feeling like a prisoner!”

“You’re not a prisoner, Riley, you’re a guest! What do you want? An engraved invitation?”

“It would have been nice to have been asked if I wanted to come here!”

“Oh, sweet Jesus give me strength,” he muttered under his breath.

“What was that?”

“I said, Lady Riley Brooks, would you do me the great honor of accompanying me back to my humble abode and temporarily residing there with me until such a time we are able to ascertain who is behind the plot against you and ensure it is safe for you to return to the palace, should you choose to do so?”

“You’re a real asshole, you know that, right?”

“I just gave you exactly what you said you wanted, how am I an asshole?”

“It’s the way you said it!”

“Oh, my God! You’re impossible!”   

“I’m impossible? I’m not the one running around kidnaping people!”

“For the last time,” he threw his hands up in the air, “I did not kidnap you! I rescued you!”

���From what?”

“From being deported! Or did you want to go back to New York?”

“I don’t know…maybe!”

“Maybe? Wait…really?” He stopped walking and turned to face her, “You wanted to leave?”

“I don’t know, Drake! I never got a chance to think about it! I was drug out of the coronation by one set of soldiers who were going to put me on a plane whether I liked it or not then I was taken by another set of soldiers who made sure I came here, again, whether I liked it or not! At no point did anyone consult me about anything!”

“I’m sorry. You’re right.”

“No, Drake! You just- oh! What? I am?”

“Yes,” he said quietly, “I didn’t consult you. There were reasons for that, but I can see how it felt heavy-handed and authoritarian from your perspective.”

“I…yes. Well…thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he turned back and continued walking.

She stumbled over an exposed root but caught herself.

“You okay?” he asked in concern.

“I’m fine, just tired and a little clumsy.”

“You’re tired? Here, let me help you,” he reached for her.

She shoved his hands away, “No, I’m fine, I can make it.”

“Don’t be a stubborn ass, just let me help you!”

“I don’t want your help, Drake! I wanted to get away from you, remember?”

“I remember,” He picked her up and slung her over his shoulder, carrying her the rest of the way back to the cabin.

“Goddamn it, Drake!” Her fists pounded on his back to no avail. She was acutely aware of his arms wrapped around her body.

He sat her down on the porch, “Why do you have to be so fucking difficult?”

“Maybe because you continue to disregard my choice in all matters pertaining to my fucking life!”

“Disregard your- I just wanted to make it back home before next week!”

“I hate you!” she slammed into the cabin.

He followed behind her, “You don’t mean that.”

“I do, I really fucking do!”

“In Lythikos, I got the distinct impression that you liked me. A lot.”

“Well, your impression was wrong!”

“Was it?”

“If you want me to like you, Drake, get me a fucking phone!”

“I’m not trying to keep you from the outside world! I just couldn’t have your phone tracked! Here!” he pulled his phone from his pocket and thrust it at her, “Call your mom, call your sister, call Hana if you want to! Let your friends and family know you’re okay.”

“What if I want to call Max?”

A frustrated sigh escaped him, “I mean…I guess but you can’t tell him-“

“What if I want to call Liam?”          

He snatched the phone out of her hand with an aggravated growl, “No!”

“What’s your problem with Liam? I thought he was your best friend!”

“He was! He is! I…it’s complicated!”

“Seems pretty simple to me. You want to get to the bottom of who set me up? Who better to do that than Liam?”

“You know he’s engaged to someone else now, right?”

“So? He’s also king now! He could help us! Liam could-“

“Liam, Liam, Liam!” Drake sent everything from the mantle crashing to the floor. He kicked out and sent the drink cart careening into a wall then he grabbed a lamp from an end table and threw it with all his might, shattering it against the stone of the fireplace. ”When are you going to notice me, Riley?”

She stared at him with wide eyes, “What?”

“You heard me!” He stalked closer to her and took her by the arm, yanking her to him, “After everything that’s happened, how do you still not see me?”

“Drake, I see you just fine,” she said softly, struggling to convince herself that his outburst was not turning her on.

It shouldn’t be, right?

“Do you? Because all I ever hear you talk about is fucking Liam! Liam isn’t here right now, is he, Riley? I am!” his hand thumped his chest, “I’m the one who figured out you were being set up! I’m the one that kept you from being put on a plane back to America that night and I’m the one standing in front of you offering you everything that I have! Why won’t you take it?”

“Drake,” she croaked out, “I didn’t know-“

He pulled her closer, so close she could feel his body heat as he stared down into her eyes, anger, pain, and desire burning in his, “That’s a lie! You know exactly what you do to me!”

This was it, the moment she’d been fighting against for months. He was going to kiss her, and she was going to let him, then the pressure cooker of emotions she’d been holding in was going to explode. “I-“

His lips crashed into hers, cutting off her reply.

“I thought you said we couldn't....” She breathed when the kiss broke.

“I don’t care anymore,” he murmured as he slid the straps of her spaghetti top blouse down so his fingers could stroke softly across her shoulders, “I’m willing to sacrifice everything for you!”

The intensity of his words burned across her skin, “Drake…”

“You have no idea what I’ve already risked for you…” he continued, his breath hot against her skin as his lips ghosted down the side of her neck.

“I don’t…know…what that means…” she gasped out as her head fell back and her fingers twisted in his hair.

“I did what I had to do to protect you,” he gathered the fabric of her silky top in his hands and yanked it upward, pulling it from her body and tossing it to the side, “I want to protect you, Riley,” his lips found the hollow of her neck, “I want to do other things too.”

His tongue glided across her skin; his lips laid demanding kisses along her breastbone as his hands found and cupped her breasts. His head dipped down to join his hands, sucking and pulling at her puckered nipples.

Her back arched, as one hand ran across the smooth expanse of his back, the other tightening in his hair.

His mouth continued its downward trek, stopping at the waistband of her denim shorts. He stood back upright and captured her gaze with his own, “Can we get you out of those?”

She licked her lips and nodded, not trusting her voice to work correctly. Her body was aflame, she was breathing hard, and her heart felt like it was trying to escape her chest.

She was on fire.

His gaze stayed locked on hers as he tugged her zipper down then slipped his hand inside her shorts. His fingers stroked her gently through the soft cotton fabric of her panties and she almost came undone right then.

Pushing the fabric to the side, he plunged a finger into her and she pitched forward with a gasp, clutching both of his shoulders for support. He withdrew the finger and brought it to his mouth. Eyes still locked on hers, he stuck it in his mouth and slowly withdrew it. “Fucking delicious!”

She made a mewling sound as she fought to keep her knees from buckling. He shoved her shorts down and she stepped out of them.

“You feel it too, don’t you? I’m not just making it all up in my head, am I? Or am I crazy? Irrationally obsessed with you like Liam and Bas think?” He yanked her off her feet and lifted her into his arms.

Her arms and legs wrapped around him as he walked from the living room into the attached kitchen. He lowered her onto the counter and sank to his knees. Shoving her thighs apart, he brought his face close to her core and paused to inhale deeply, “I never thought this moment would be anything but a fantasy,” he told her before drawing a straight line up her center with his tongue.

“Ungh!” she nearly twisted off the counter.

“Hold still, baby,” his hands pressed her thighs, holding her body in place as he resumed his ministrations.

Riley’s hands scrambled for purchase on the cabinets behind her, on the countertop under her, and on his back and shoulders as her body writhed and undulated in response to the magical touch of his tongue.

She felt herself creep closer and closer to the edge of the abyss as his tongue moved faster and pushed harder against her throbbing clit. Darkness coalesced around the edges of her vision as her entire body arched off the kitchen counter. Exquisite ecstasy burst over her in waves so intense she felt no pain when she slammed her head back into the cabinet.

“Fuck! Drake!” Her body went limp and she started to slide forward off the counter.

“If you don’t want this, you’d better tell me to stop right now,” he pulled her off the counter and spun her around. He pressed her body forward, her cheek laid against the cool marble of the countertop as he forced her legs apart and pushed himself inside her.

Her body tensed up for a fraction of a second as he entered her then relaxed as she felt another wave of pleasure building inside her.

One hand held her at the hip while the other tangled in her hair. He pounded into her at an impossible pace. Her fingers grappled fruitlessly with the smooth countertop, unable to make purchase.

His girth filled her perfectly and every stroke brushed against her sweet spot. Unintentional gasps and moans spilled out of her as she struggled to stay on her feet.

She had never been fucked with such divine brutality before.

A tidal wave of euphoria broke over her. Her knees buckled, tears clouded her eyes, and her soul left her body for a moment.

Her incoherent screams in his ears coupled with the squirt of hot liquid as she tightened around him finished him. He slammed into her as he exploded.

His body dropped forward onto hers, pinning her to the counter, the only thing keeping her from sliding right off it and onto the floor.

His lips trailed down the back of her neck. “I love you,” he whispered so softly she wasn’t sure she heard it.

They lay draped across the counter for several long moments, panting, regaining their breath, luxuriating in the afterglow.

Then he pulled away, anguish coloring his voice, “I’m sorry, Riley. We shouldn’t have done this; I shouldn’t have done this!”

She turned around, leaning her back into the counter because her legs still felt like jelly, “What are you talking about? Why not?”

“Because we can’t take it back and you don’t know what you want.”

“So, after delivering the most amazing sexual experience of my life, you’re telling me that it can never happen again?”

“I’m telling you that-“ he froze in the middle of zipping his pants up. His eyes lifted to meet hers, “It was the most amazing sexual experience of your life?”

“I mean it was pretty damn good, is all I’m saying…”

“Yeah, for me too, that’s the problem.” He tracked back to the living room to retrieve her clothes.

“How is that a problem?” She asked as he handed her clothes to her.

He looked the other way while she got dressed, not trusting himself not to take her again right there on the counter. “Because I know exactly what I want, Riley! And this just reinforces that, but you don’t know what the hell you want, and if you haven’t noticed, watching you trying to figure out if Liam is what you want has just about destroyed my sanity and my reputation!”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, Liam ordered me to stay away from you and Bas thinks I’ve lost my mind!”

“Why?”

“They think I’m acting irrationally over a woman I barely know.”

“You know me better than anyone else here!”

“Thought I did.”

“You do!” She insisted, “All those nights we spent in Olivia’s wine cellar…I told you things I’ve never told another person!”

“I know. Those were the best three weeks of my life.”

“So…Lythikos meant something to you?”

“It meant everything to me, Riley!”

“Then why didn’t you say so?”

“You asked me to give you space, and that’s what I did!”

“That’s not how I remember it….”

#fervid fixation #trr au #drake walker #riley brooks #drake x riley #drake x mc #trr #trr drake #the royal romance #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #the royal romance fanfic #choices the royal romance #choices trr #trr au fanfic #trr fandom #trr fanfiction #choices fanfiction #choices fanfic #choices stories we play #play choices #choices game #choices stories you play #choices #choices fandom #choices pixelberry #choices app #pixleberry

[benwvatt]

year in review: favorite lines of fic

tagged by the magical @gayrootvegetable

Okay! I honestly didn't read THAT much fic this year, but maybe I can read more next year. hopefullyyyy. I have this problem where I just bookmark things and never read them because they're on the back burner.

tagging @nostradamus0 @tinyarmedtrex @beachy--head @munarloth @yojfull @coyotelemon @chocomd @itsmoonpeaches @galadriel1010 @later-2-dae and anyone else who may want to participate!

heartstopper fics:

my eldest son by hopeless80sromantic

"I'm holding your growing hand, Making castles out of sand, Wiping up your grazed knees, "Say goodbye", and "thankyou",  "please" It breaks my heart in pieces new; You go where I can't follow you; To school."

CBT by brbrbeatrice and loveinisolation

“... We met ... at the gynecologist?” she said, grimacing at her own words. She didn’t have time to dwell on the lie though.

“How … what?”

“A gynecologist is a doctor who specialises in treating the AFAB reproductive system. Honestly, Nicholas, it’s perfectly normal to get check ups and—”

“I know what a gynecologist is!” Nick said, clearly a little offended.

don't be a LUG by anonymous

“No matter what you say, No matter where you go, I’ll be there right behind you.”

“Can you feel my love buzz?”

spring care centre by rambling_willow

“You’re doing great. If I didn’t know better, I would say that you wash twenty butts a day,” Nick joked.

I Can Read Heartstopper! Crush by missdeviant

Ben did want to kiss a boy. Ben did want to kiss Charlie. Ben did not want to tell. Ben had a girl to kiss, too. Ben is a knob.

RWRB fics

loving is easy by sticktothescript

"Awh this is cute. ‘What was it like falling for Henry Fox?’ Painful,” He laughs. “No, I’m joking. It was… it was natural. When we started out talking and living together and sharing space, I was pretty set on not liking him..."

this is our place, we make the rules by anonymous

“You know I’m not going to love you any less if you don’t learn how to cook for me. I’m fairly certain we can manage without your burnt omelets.”

just like that. by myheartalive

He leans towards the point of contact, blinking quickly but holding Alex’s gaze the whole time.

Fuck. Okay. He might get this. He might actually get this.

other fandoms

into my moon by wordsofhoneydew (no fandom)

and like water to a burning flame you put out my light

but i still took you into my moon, let you lay in the crescent of my heart.

forever by @chocomd (ATLA)

"I'm your... Forever Girlfriend?"

Ah, no. That's not what he meant. Not what he meant at all.

cumulus and nimbus by @coyotelemon (ATLA)

“ No . It’s meant to be a pause in daily life to reinforce family bonds that—"

“— are designed to reinforce roles and inspire HETERONORMATIVE POLICIES THAT DEVALUE—” Aang cut in, only to be out-shouted.

“MEANT TO FORCE THE DADS WHO DON’T GIVE A CRAP TO SPEND SOME TIME WITH THEIR DAUGHTERS. THIS IS NOT ABOUT KYA. THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU !”

Happy happy new year, y'all. Fic is the best. Thanks for creating these stories with me.

#tag game #benwvatt #fanfic #rwrb #heartstopper #kataang

[nattyontherun]

🦷 Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're dreading to write (but is necessary to your plot)? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

ohh fun question! i have a bunch of WIPs lying around ngl, though since I've become busy with work, a lot of them I've put on the "back burner" save for like... two. Anyways!

Since ik you follow me mostly for my KKSS fic, we can focus on that!!

When it comes to writing, although I do make "skeletons" of my fics, so a very summarized bullet point list of what I want to happen, I actually plan out chapters as they happen? The minutiae is all very up in the air as far as planning goes, all I know, really, is the ending and the major shakeup's I wanna incorporate.

In the case of To Oblivion, my current (and very definitely LONGEST) WIP in the docket, I kinda have a very specific but ultimately small... anxiousness... towards a scene i've planned for the next chapter, and a much, much broader, definitely more potent dread towards the fic as a whole.

In terms of specifics? I have this scene planned where I'm going to introduce two "new" characters, one of whom will be important to the plot, from a perspective of a canon character I don't actually know (as is, and how to write) that well. I'm not sure that I can pull it off exactly correctly, and my refusal (and really, lack of time) to go cavern crawling through canon to figure things out isn't doing me any favors. Considering I could very much say the same for Sai, and that worked out okay-ish last time? Well, it's an AU anyways so!! I'll figure it out!!!

As for the broader dread... I cannot overstate this: to oblivion is NOT kind. HF is like the best most squeaky clean fixer upper version of this "AU" that i coulda come up with and to oblivion is far and away from that.

I'm gonna be blunt, I have a very certain view of the world and my views reflect very much in the way I write whether I intend it to or not,,,, so I'm kinda leaning into that for this fic, really allowing my thought process to shine through. I'm not interested on making the characters sympathetic so much as believable in how they act and react to the story as it unfolds.

Part of this dread, I'll admit, is simply because I'm not really good at plots? Actually I'm awful at them lmaooo, I don't do the /overarching and makes sense/ sorta narratives, I've just never found the inspiration to go at those so long when all I really wanna do is throw characters at each other so they can cry dramatically about their lives or whatever.

The other part is just that Naruto is a very old IP with a very old fandom and it's because of this that many of us here have a very fixed view of how characters are like, whether that's canon or simply our interpretation of them. I don't think I'm gonna be making a lot of people happy with how I plan to let the story play out - in fact, I restricted the comments from chapter one FOR A REASON! I just... I do not see a world where we finally get to the crux of why I even wrote this fic, and everybody reading will just be fine and dandy with how I make things play out.

If you think that one Shisui-POV fic /Like Stars/ is challenging and frustrating,,,, to oblivion will set your eyes on fire :\

I say this not to scare of readership but I really don't want ppl coming into the fic thinking I'm deadset on a warm, hopeful ending like I was with HF. While we're not heading towards an unhappy or even Bad ending, I just feel like it's important to set the expectation that I wrote this fic not just to challenge myself and the characters but also those who decide to read it to see my perspective of where canon went wrong with the framework of the Uchiha massacre and Konoha's handling of it. It's gonna be very hard on not just Sasuke and Shisui but Kakashi as Hokage, Naruto, Sakura, Shikamaru, Sai and basically everyone who'll end up showing their faces in the fic.

Hopefully it's digestible?????????

#fanfic #ao3 fanfic #kakashi hatake #uchiha shisui #hearthfire verse #sasuke uchiha #shisui uchiha #META? #ish #answering your writer-y questions #this is long and winded and I'm sorry for blabbing so much #to oblivion #that one ambitious fic where le writer attempts #read: ATTEMPTS #to address the uchiha massacre #and konoha's handling of it #in a post chapter 698 world #like a FOOL

[juuls]

Juulna's 2022 reading stats - fics and books too!

Wow, so many statistics and so little time! Let's see... what are the most pertinent and interesting ones...? Thanks to the @fanfic-reading-challenge I got to read some pretty interesting things this year! The new one starts soon. :D

How many books did I read?

177, wow! My goal had been to read 100 (you can set a goal for yourself and keep track on Goodreads, which is awesome) so I definitely surpassed that. I used HowLongToRead to get an approximation of how many words I read in books, and it totalled 16,700,982 words. Nearly 17 million! It's actually more than my total in fics, hah.

Do I have any favourite books I'd recommend?

Foundryside by Robert Jackson Bennett

Promise of Blood by Brian McClellan

The Women's War by Jenna Glass

Shake Hands with the Devil by Roméo Dallaire (genocide trigger)

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab

Scythe by Neal Shusterman

The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman

The Last Watch by J.S. Dewes

Heck yeah I do! These books were amazing and had me reading any sequels I could, ASAP. For those with a limited budget, check out this free online library, Library Genesis, or your own library's resources!

Now let's talk about fanfiction...

In total, I read 15,832,562 words, 4,017 chapters, and 589 fics. That works out to about 26,880 words per fic on average. But what's the monthly breakdown of all that? Some of those words, chapters, and fics are ones I did not finish (yet), but I did count as finished those WiPs which I'd caught up with.

The least I read in a month was 470,293 words in April, with 22 fics read. Not even sure what was going on with me back then. The most I read in a month is actually December! I attribute that to me finishing off or at least reading as much as I can of some long fics on the back burner. Also, there were a lot of WiPs which had updates in December, and fics I'd been reading a little at a time month after month, which I finally completed. So yeah, I read 2,030,497 words in December, fairly closely followed by October. Pretty sure I was just drowning out the lack of light these last few months. :P 7/12 months I read more than a million words, and 4/12 months were over 1.5 million, plus those labelled incomplete for both those stats.

I read 137 different romantic pairings which were the main relationship(s) of the fic. I also read 49 distinct fandoms. I definitely dug into my past and some of my favourites from when I was a kid! It was quite neat, actually!

But okay, so this is definitely getting a little dry. Here are some of my favourite fics from this year (and I may make a few rec lists from my much larger 'favourite list')!

How about some fic recs?

Red are the BEST of the best.

Knock Three Times by Jellyneau, TenRose (Doctor Who)

I sung of chaos by Sadhippie, Sansa & Cersei frenemies (GoT)

This Time, We'll Do Better by LadyTP, SanSan and others (ASoIaF)

Conqueror by mardia, Darklina (Shadow & Bone)

The Empress, Robed in Sun by Anonymous, Darklina (Shadow & Bone)

And all that's best of dark and bright by kaaterinapetrova, Iron Family (MCU)

System ID: J.A.R.V.I.S. by valdomarx, Stony (MCU)

Kudos by StonyFan1918 by RiaRose, Stony (MCU)

she swallowed the shipwreck between her ribs by justanotherpipedream (Marvel x The Witcher)

It's the Little Things that Matter by TunaFishChris, Wanda & Tony (MCU)

create / detonate by pprfaith, WinterIron (MCU)

ink and paper prayers by kitsunerei88, Chedric (Potterverse)

Three Wizards and a Baby by Lizzie_carlile, Dramione (Potterverse)

Bring Him to His Knees by Musyc, Dramione (Potterverse)

Phoenix Rising by Peanutbuttertoast, Dramione (Potterverse)

Chronos Historia by In_Dreams, Dramione, Bloody Baron/Helena Ravenclaw (Potterverse - Founders era)

Love In A Time Of The Zombie Apocalypse by rizzlewrites, Dramione (Potterverse)

Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Falling in Love by isthisselfcare, Dramione (Potterverse)

A Marauder's Plan by CatsAreCool (Rachel500), Harmony and Sirius & Harry (Potterverse)

What Would Matilda Do? by hansolo, Harry & Hermione (Potterverse)

Face On the Milk Carton by dyslexic_penquin, Theomione (Potterverse)

The Shattered Marque by Kryptaria, Johnlock (BBC Sherlock x Kushiel's Legacy)

The Intergalactic Scuttlebutt Club by Moonbeam (luvsbitca), Spirk (Star Trek: AOS)

Living in the Now by Alethia, Michael Burnham/Christopher Pike (Star Trek: Discovery x Star Trek: Strange New Worlds)

Gotta Love The Little Things by AquaWolfGirl, DarkJediStormPilot (Star Wars)

It Takes a Village by rightforlife, Reylo (Star Wars)

Sky Marked Souls by AnonymousMink, Reylo (Star Wars)

This Bolder Life by darkrose, Telesilla, Teyla/John/McKay/Ronon (Stargate: Atlantis)

Pegasus Non-Verbal by igrab, McShep (Stargate: Atlantis)

Written by the Victors by Sperenza, McShep (Stargate: Atlantis)

we are the raven and the ghost by Itar94, McShep (Stargate: Atlantis x His Dark Materials)

How Rue Became the Mockingjay by aimmyarrowshigh, Everlark (The Hunger Games)

Value by didoandis, Geraskier (The Witcher)

We Drift Inside Each Other (All We Need is One Another) by newtypeshadow, Stuckony (MCU x Pacific Rim)

An Unexpected Malfoy by RiverWriter, Dramione (Potterverse)

The Black Family's PR Nightmare by elphabalives17, The Black Family (Potterverse)

Heart on my Sleeve, Joy on my Cheek by freyjawriter24, Geraskier (The Witcher)

Sorry for the lack of Tumblr handle tags, I can only link 50 things a post now!

#fic recs #juulna recs #2022frc #reading challenge #2022 fic reading challenge #fanfiction #books #book recs

[ultraviolet-psyche]

Some thoughts on ficlets, drabbles and other short-form fanfics:

I think that so far, one of my most important developments as a writer this year is feeling more comfortable with my focus on ficlets and drabbles. It used to be that I felt bad every time I posted anything shorter than 1k words, because everyone around me was writing long oneshots and multi-chapter fics, and I felt that super-short fics were low-effort and lazy. It was especially bad earlier this year, when I picked up a new fandom, began writing nothing but ficlets and watched in horror as my word count got smaller and smaller.

But something I've come to realise is that no, I haven't gotten worse at writing. I haven't gotten lazy. It's just that, right now, the fics I want to write most are things like short independent scenes, character introspection and tiny morsels of fluff and/or angst – all of which are perfect for a super-low word count. Don't get me wrong, there are some longer stories I want to tell as well, but those stories are currently on the back-burner. And besides, there's something about the lower amount of pressure for writing ficlets that really appeals to me.

Hell, if anything, I'm coming to realise that writing short-form stories seems to be a valuable strength of mine. It might just be that I'm better-suited as a short story writer than as a novelist. Is that a problem? Of course not! Someone who knitted a child's beanie isn't a worse knitter than someone who put together a quilt for a king-sized bed. They're both knitters regardless, and damn good ones at that! We need to let go of this idea that a bigger word count always equals a better story. Because it doesn't. Some ideas just work better in a shorter form. And that's okay.

There's nothing to feel bad about if you write short fanfics – even if short fanfics are all you write. Ficlets are just so damn fun to read, whether it's a small fluffy scene or a brief but gut-punching moment. Their existence is a blessing for readers who don't have the time and/or attention span for longer fanfics. Let's all spread the love for ficlets! 💜

#musings #fanfiction #fanfics #short fanfiction #ficlets

[georgiapeach30513]

Jenny I have to confess😫

You know when you post something new I get sooo excited I’m like yaayyyy 😆 let’s go one more masterpiece fir me to read. And it always so intriguing. You write tte most wonderful stuff, simply chefs kiss.

But then I’m like oh nooo😫 She’s going to get so focused on the new piece, and get so excited and have so many inspiration for this one that she’ll forget or put to the back burner the old fics😭

All in all it’s exciting and nerve wracking. Issa love hate relationship. Cause in tte end I get so focused and eat up whatever you give to us.

Please don’t take this in the wrong way

Luv you xx

I don’t take it the wrong way at all! Unfortunately my brain does get easily distracted, thanks ADHD, but I do try to hone it in. I also get excited by replies, and reblogs. It lets me know what people want to see more of, so I tend to stray towards that story. I do write for me, but when I see others’ guesses as to what’s to come it gets me in the mood to write.

This month has been very slow for two reasons. One is behind the scenes I am really prewriting for next month. There’s Kinktober, Down on Your Knees, and writing for one (possibly three) more characters. And number two is there’s a lot of stuff going on in the fandom, and it doesn’t really ignite inspiration.

I am glad you’re loving my fics. If you don’t want to reply or reblog, anonymous asks are okay, too. It lets me know what you’re mostly excited about. Your excitement makes me excited. Or if you have a question about a certain fic, that also ignites creativity.

Love you, too 😘

#Jen.ask

[sugareey-makes-stuff]

2022 Art and Fic Round-up

Oh! Belated but this a good time to reflect on 2022, now that most end-of-the-year stuff is mostly wrapped up. Thanks for the tag, @danpuff-ao3! Rules:

Post the top 5 works you're most proud of that you released in 2022 (not necessarily your most popular)

Your top 4 current WIPs that you're excited to release in the new year

Your top 3 biggest improvements in your writing over the past year

Your top 2 resolutions (ways you wish to improve your writing/blog) for the new year

And your number 1 favorite line you've written this year!

Tagging: If you’re reading this, haven’t done this yet but want to, considered yourself tagged! Since I'm an illustrator AND a writer, I’ll be covering both art and fic, because apparently, that’s what my life is these days (and I’m okay with that!). In 2022, I created just shy of 47 works (a few that have yet to be revealed rn!).

24 of those were art only

18 of those were either microfics, drabbles and/or fics

5 of those were drabbles/fic AND art combined

3 of those were collaborations

I also dived into the Teen Wolf fandom in the autumn, which had me contributing 6 Sterek pieces. The amount of WIPs I have rn...is kind of ridiculous, but since they spread across HP, TW as well as Merlin and Good Omens, we’ll see if any of those get finished for 2023. For now, let’s dive into 2022 details and rambling, shall we?

5 Works I’m Most Proud Of:

1. There’s a guiding light (HP- Perciver, T, 2.5k)

This was the story that started the Where do we from here? series. I wrote this back in 2020 just before lock-down, and kind of put it on the back-burner for a bit because I wanted to do justice when it came to describing and showing Patronus magic. When I picked it up again, I chipped away at what I had to make this story as genuine as possible when it came to growing up, feeling insecure, and of course, romantic friendship. It’s totally possibly to have the latter, and I’m glad I was able touch on that topic for these boys.

2. Things I Never Knew (HP- Flintwood, M, 1.5k)

First time writing Flintwood! Trying to write something mature with a set word count was really hard, but I’m glad I accepted that challenge! I had a lot of fun exploring the dynamic between Oliver and Marcus after they’re a little more grown up, still trying to figure out what they want, and then somehow finding that from each other. Also, mixing in hooking up, lingerie, feelings gave me a lot to play with.

3. It’s Enough for Now (TW- Sterek, G, 300 with art)

This was my very first Sterek piece I made for an official fest/event. How could I not be proud of this one? I’ll admit, I was kind of intimidated making art for a new-to-me fandom and a ship, but I’m glad I took that chance. The overall support and reception from folks...OMG. I’m still blown away by all the love this has gotten and how welcoming people have been (thank you so much <3)! When I think of Sterek, my mind always wanders back on this piece, which carries that hurt/comfort I associate with them. They’re two people who have been through a lot of crap, feelings are difficult, and the future always seems a bit grey and bittersweet. Also, being able to add some mixed media flair and playing with patterns was definitely my favorite thing about making this piece. And writing Derek and Stiles?! Super fun. Am I planning to write more of them in the future? Yes! See more below when it comes to my current WIPs. :D

4. A Sudden Change (HP- Cho/Ginny, T, 200) and So Little Time (HP- Pansy/Hermione, E, 200)

Okay, so I know I chose 2 drabbles here, but overall, writing for the HP Saffics Summer Exchange, was really fun! I ended up pinch hitting and also writing a treat, and if you know how I am with word counts, I wanted to see how much I could squeeze in 200 words or less. I love both of these ships, so writing two completely different things from my norm was a breath of fresh air. I would definitely be up to write more in the future!

5. Put My Mind at Ease (TW- Sterek, T, art)

I absolutely loved drawing this one for Sterek Secret Santa. Honestly, this whole thing came together so beautifully, and during the time I was making this, I was reminded of why I draw and why I like making art. All I have to say is the more I draw Sterek, the more I love the process and ideas that come along with each piece. And well, it’s a 1000% given it makes me love these two even more. I have no idea what it is, but Derek and Stiles are really awesome to draw. Once I nail down an idea, drawing them seems to flow naturally (that’s probably my sign to keep going!). You’re probs going to hear me keep saying this over and over, but it’s true!

4 Current WIPs for 2023

1. Snapshots in Time (TW- Portraits for the McCall and Hale packs, G, WIP 2/? posted)

My first go at drawing Teen Wolf characters was when I started this series. I wanted to see what I could do with portraits, and I started with Stiles and Derek (because duh, reasons). Turns out mixing in random colour palettes was a great way to get the creative juices flowing, and each one only took a few hours (that’s actually pretty quick for me). I’ve got a queue of other characters I’d love to add to this series, so I’ll just need to find the right palettes and the right time to continue these as I go. Hoping to see if I can get either Scott, Lydia and/or Kira drawn up this year!

2. Thoughts That Count (HP- Perciver, T, WIP 5/6 posted, 2.8k so far)

Okay, so technically I was this is soclose to being done since I have one more letter I need to illustrate and write. I wanted to finish this up for 2022, but RL didn’t let that happen so I am going to aim to finish this up between now through March. I just need the muse and time to coordinate so I make it work! P.S. Writing letters that depend on art being made definitely shakes things up! I’m pretty sure the letters were actually easier to write vs. making the art (bc drawing and painting flowers...yeah, that was new for me).

3. Bringing Out A Different Kind of Me (TW- Sterek, M or E, WIP multi- chaptered- this should start posting up in mid-Feb, hopefully)

Okie dokie...title revealed! I actually just came up with that today (and I’m using the old title for one of the chapters). I posted a little excerpt from this fic not too long ago, and it feels real now? This was supposed to be light, cracky and fun when I came up with this idea back in October, but it transformed into this gigantic beast with crack taken seriously, angst, plot, and lots of music thrown in one. I even have a playlist all ready to go (hint: the purpose of a playlist will become important later on in this fic).

I’m currently writing this as fast as I can and whenever I have time, since this fic is going to be the longest thing I’ve written in a while (my estimate is 20-25k rn, but that could change). It’s a multi-media fic where texts and Instagram messages drive the story, but there will be narratives in between that tie everything together. Trying something new and different can be super scary, but also pretty exciting! I’m also taking things up a notch by using multiple AO3 skins. So far, I’m really surprised how much coding has helped me with writing this (I guess I’m glad I code for fun/partially for my RL job). If this fic actually gets done on time, I will be super amazed. And if not, be on the look out for new updates if you’d like to join my crazy journey! P.S. I also have a sequel in the works that follows up. ;D

4. Where do we go from here? (HP- Perciver, WIP 3/13 posted + 1 bonus fic, 9k so far)

This series is always going to be my passion project and baby. It’s the reason why I started writing again, and the number of ideas I’ve come up for this universe is insane! But I love the idea of trying to fill in these missing moments and scenes we haven’t seen yet between Percy and Oliver, trying to figure out the what-could-have-happens and how things might have progressed between them from Hogwarts all the way to adulthood and after the war. I know the writing is slow-going (and yeahhh, each one shot has a word count limit, since this is part of a rare pairs challenge prompt table), but I’ve found having this kind of structure has helped me figure out how to show and tell better, and how to be clear and concise. I’ve got at least two parts I’d like to write up and post, so we’ll see what traction I make there.

3 Biggest Improvements (for writing and art)

1. Writing more in general

2021 was when I first started writing and publishing fic again after taking a damn long hiatus. 2022 actually had me writing so much more! So, I’m hoping 2023 will let me get back into the flow of making stories in general, no matter how big or small they are.  Scrivener was such a blessing to my writing game in 2022 since it helped me keep my thoughts organized, and my gods, did that help with writing microfics and drabbles! I’d love to see what I can come up with a writer to not only improve this craft, but also to just explore different character journeys and ways of writing. And if I can come up with more microfics or drabbles, maybe that will help me explore some different ships!

2. Making things for multiple fandoms

So, I’m a multi-shipper and I love soooo many fandoms. HP has been with me the longest and I will happily still create for the many ships I love. In 2022, I’ve found I was in a headspace where I wanted to play in other sandboxes again. I’ve already started doing that (hello, Teen Wolf!), and that got the gears turning for creativity when I felt like that spark was drying up. Also, poking new characters and a new universe let me explore so much! I got in touch with spooky lore, mythology and supernatural geekiness I find fascinating and that ignited a lot of inspiration. I’m hoping to make a dent in making things for Merlin (which I once did a decade ago) and Good Omens (I'm working on a WIP art piece rn). The more I’ve broaden my horizons, the more I can see how my skills have improved over the years, no matter what I’m drawing or what I’m writing. I suppose that’s what creating is all about, right?

3. Using generated colour palettes in art

Okay, so this is not going to be obvious in my art, but when I first started using colour for my lineart instead of good ole black, I would pick my colours with the eye dropper in Photoshop and run with it. I’m finding that I’m using more colors not just in my lineart and shading, but also for highlights, filters, flats, backgrounds and a bunch of other things. And that also means me adding more layers to my work. Being able to use a generated palette either pulled from stock photos or a generator has helped me work with colours I usually wouldn’t choose on my own, so pieces can be either really bold or cohesively muted. I’ve really liked working with set palettes now, and having the chosen in advance gives me once less thing to worry about when I do draw a thing.

2 Resolutions

1. Writing fics and making art more for myself instead of fests/events

I know many of us always say we’ll cut back in signing up for all the fests and such (because no one wants the FOMO), but I actually want to stick with this resolution. I’m anticipating a lot of change is going to happen in 2023 for fandom and RL, so I really don’t want to feel forced in making something that I’m not 100% enthusiatic about, and I don’t want fests to feel like a burden. Also, it’s more important that I write what I want to write or draw what I want to draw instead of trying to check some boxes. I want fandom to still be a creative outlet for me that I can enjoy. Which means it’s super crucial that I can enjoy the process of writing or drawing AND also the result of each thing I finish. I’m super proud of how much I created in 2022, but damn, it was a lot! I just need to remind myself that quality always tops quantity, and that what I make should make me happy.

2. Quality, not quantity

Given what I mentioned above, I really don’t want to burn out (again). At the end of the day, there isn’t enough time to do that. And I’m going to have to prioritise what I do for fandom since there are also a bunch of non-fandom things I want to delve into (ie. learning how to crochet, get my art shop up and running again, watch more TV shows, etc.). Life is short, and I also want to make things I’m proud of and love. But most importantly, I’d love to have more time to see what others or making/working on and have a chance to squee! Sometimes, it’s nice to take that break to be comment on a fic or piece of art and just appreciate something nice.

1 Favourite line I’ll go with this Percy one from There’s a guiding light: But when he saw Oliver’s face light up brighter than a thousand suns, he felt a faint smile tug at his lips.   

#asked and answered #2022 #roundup #year in review #ask meme #perciver #sterek #flintwood #cho/ginny #pansmione #writing #making art #hp fanfic #hp fanart #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf fanart #about me

[briarsheart]

Meet The Characters:

fanfic: Arms Tonite

fandom: Stranger Things

pairing(s): Steve Harrington x Fem!OC Eddie Munson x Male!OC

authors note: When reading this please, please don’t hesitate to give feedback!! These characters are far from done when it comes to development and just overall creation!!! If you have any little quirks that you think would fit or any fun story lines you think I should add, let me know!!!

Natalie Dixon is a junior at Hawkins High school and a close friend of two time senior, Eddie Munson. She’s long since been known for her loud mouth and ‘devil-may-care’ attitude, but after the events of November of 1983, the frigid wall she’d built around her heart seems to be melting. And Steve Harrington is no help when it comes to keeping up her tough girl persona.

Her father, RJ Dixon, is a known felon. Wanted for various misdemeanors and larger crimes such as drug trafficking around the nation. Spending more time in prison than in Natalies life, she found a father figure in Wayne Munson, her mother’s sort-of boyfriend. Katie Dixon tried her best to be there for her daughter, but between picking up extra shifts at the local diner and working nights as a dancer in one of Indianapolis’ various dive bars, her parenting duties have been put on the back burner. Natalie has long since resorted to raising herself and keeping the people around her (save Eddie and Wayne Munson) at arms length. But again, Steve Harrington and his newly acquired nice guy charm, have been making it extremely difficult for her to do so.

Quote(s):

“Men are never right. That’s why women were created, to think for you assholes.”

“I am so not high enough for this conversation, Steve.”

“Just-I think I might-... I just want you to stay, okay?”

Theme song(s):

The Only Heart Breaker by Mitski

O.D.D. by Hey Violet

Fluorescent Adolescent by the Arctic Monkeys

Matilda by Harry Styles

Jeremy Mayfield went from being sort-of openly gay in California, to being completely closeted when he moves to Hawkins. Transferring during your senior year is never ideal, but in Jeremy’s case it’s even worse considering he has his shitty step-father and his even shitter step-brother to deal with. Although, his younger sister Max, who could be argued to be his only friend, makes it slightly more bearable.

Only when Max gets mixed up in the drama of the Upside Down, Jeremy has no other option but to stay by her side in order to keep her safe. But in doing so he finds a friend in Natalie Dixon, Hawkins’ resident burnout, who just so happens to be the best friend — maybe girlfriend? — of the hottest man Jason has ever laid eyes on; Eddie Munson.

Quote(s):

“Okay, so this is the part in the horror movie where the audience starts screaming ‘no don’t do that’.”

“I wonder if my life will ever be normal again.”

“How do you know if a guy you’ve been hanging out with likes you?”

Theme song(s):

Family Line by Conan Gray

Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths

Downhill by Lincoln

Jordan Gomez, former lab experiment gone-horribly-wrong, has been on the run since escaping Hawkins National Laboratory in the early summer of 1978. From the cops, from the ‘bad men’, from literal ghosts. You name it, it was probably chasing her and she was definitely running from it.

It’s only when her past comes barreling back into her life in the form of a telekinetic teenage girl, that she decides it’s finally time to stop running. However, upon returning to the town where she died — literally — she’s faced with more ghosts than she can handle. And not just the physical variety that she’s become acquainted with. Except, unlike the times before where she’d fled the scene faster than a speeding ticket, this time she has something she’s willing to fight for; a family.

Quote(s):

“I hate to break it to you, but talking to dead people isn’t exactly an effective offense.”

“I would rather slam my tongue in a car door everyday for the rest of my life, than ever have to converse with Mike again.”

“You know, I always wanted an older sister to terrorize.”

“It seems you people respond best to displays of violence.”

Theme song(s):

Rat by Penelope Scott

Dog Days Are Over by Florence + The Machine

Running Up That Hill (A Deal With God) by Kate Bush

Cigarette Daydreams by Cage The Elephant

From the moment Eddie Munson watched Natalie Dixon punch a boy in the face for staring at her ass, he knew that she was going to be his best friend. From learning how to play D&D, to starting a band and preforming at the middle school talent show. They did everything together. It got to the point where their peers started assuming they were dating; the freaks flocking together. It made sense, but the rumors were far from true. Other than a singular kiss during his freshman year, which resulted in the conclusion that Eddie did not like girls, their relationship was strictly platonic — Atleast they knew it was.

To hide Eddies inherent queerness from the population of Hawkins, the friends simply leaned into the dating rumors. Strategic hand holding in the hallways, the occasional hug as they parted ways. Considering that Eddie was putting off dating until after he escaped their dead-end town, their plan couldn’t fail... At least that was until Jason Mayfield moved to Hawkins.

Quote(s):

“I mean, I can't blame you, King Steve does have magnificent hair. Just don't you dare go dark-side on me for him, Nat.”

“Man, you gotta stop saying shit that makes me wanna kiss you.”

Theme song(s):

Line Without A Hook by Ricky Montgomery

18 by Anarbor

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen

Steve Harrington had always assumed that Natalie Dixon was exactly what people had said she was; a burnout freak destined for prison or a career in stripping — just like her parents. Up until November of 1983, he’d never even bothered to look at her twice. It wasn’t until he’d barged back into the Byers residence in an attempt to save the love of his life, that his opinion on her finally changed. That he finally saw her.

She stood tall, weaponless before the demogorgon, in an attempt to protect Nancy and Jonathan. Selfless. It was the first word he’d learned to describe the new version of Natalie he’d acquainted himself with. Stupid, was another. It was downright idiotic to go against an inter dimensional monster without anything to protect yourself, and he didn’t shy away from telling her so. But, even after the dust had settled and their Mitch-matched monster hunting group was dispersed and disbanded, he found himself needing to know more; to find more words to describe Natalie Dixon. And he was determined to do just that, no matter how much she tried to push him away, he was going to know her.

Quote(s):

“You’re an idiot, you know that? You could’ve gotten yourself killed!”

“No-no, okay? Nat is so not my type. She’s eighteen and she still plays your little fantasy game. She’s a nerd. And she smokes. I don’t like how much she smokes. And her dads like a felon, okay? I don’t need to get mixed up in that shit. Besides, I’m like 90% sure she’s dating that freak, Eddie Munson.”

“We make a pretty good team, Dixon...”

Theme song(s):

Disaster by Conan Gray

Love of My Life by Harry Styles

Gold Rush by Taylor Swift

Katie Dixon, formerly Katie Wilson, fell down the same path that all high school prom queens eventually do. At the ripe age of seventeen she, inevitably, fell for the ‘bad boy’ of Hawkins High School. And just like every other love story, it all ended with a faulty condom. In the spring of her senior year, Katie Wilson discovered she was pregnant with none other than RJ Dixon’s baby. Caught up in the moment, the couple married a month before their daughters birth (against Katie’s older sister, Karen’s, wishes).

Just like he was always destined too, RJ left only a year after their daughters birth. Without the help of her parents, who’d disowned her the moment she’d decided against having an abortion, she turned to her older sister, Karen. The mother-daughter duo lived with the Wheelers for nearly a year before Katie had been able to save up enough for a small trailer in Forest Hills Trailer Park. It was than that she rekindled her high school friendship with Wayne Munson who, conveniently enough, owned a trailer just across from her own. But even after years of flirting and practically taking in Wayne’s nephew, Eddie, as her own, Katie Dixon would always be hung up on her daughters father.

Quote(s):

“For a woman, life is a battle, and beauty is a goddamn machine gun.”

“Sweetie, I’ve seen the way that boy looks at you. Like you hung the goddamn moon.”

theme song(s):

Nothing New by Taylor Swift

Easy on Me by Adele

The Lucky One by Taylor Swift

RJ Dixon didn’t know how not to be a fuck up. Being raised by a deadbeat father of his own drastically effected his ability to parent. So, instead of sticking around and hurting either Natalie or Katie, like he knew he inevitably would, he left in hopes of sparing them the pain that his own father had caused for him and his mother.

They say, old habits die hard, and in RJ’s case, they most certainly do. Still involved with the same gang his father once led and still hooked on the same drugs he’d spent his high schools years wallowing in, RJ hadn’t changed a single bit. He wasn’t capable of it. His life was like clockwork: carry out tasks for his gang, get caught, go to prison, land right back in Katie Dixon’s trailer swearing that he’d “be better this time” only to flee within the month. But what he’d never tell a soul, was that the times he spent with his daughter (even if, recently, they’d been spent with her hating him) were some of the brightest times in his life. And maybe, just maybe, Natalie was the reason he kept getting himself thrown in prison, just so he could spend his parole being a part of her life.

Quote(s):

“Listen, I know, I was gone for awhile but I’m here now!”

“This Harrington kid... is he treatin’ you right?”

Theme song(s):

Mockingbird by Eminem

#stranger things fanfiction #multiple pairings #gay eddie munson #cameron monaghan #sophie thatcher #skeet ulrich #steve harrington x fem!reader #wattpad #original character #meet my ocs

[fandomscraziness22]

keeeeeeer

B, M, P, R, T, U, and V 💕

shelllllly! love you!

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?

not too many! most of my fics are inspired by something else i've seen/read/listened to instead of my own life lol. without you i'm drifting on is probs the most personal with the angst, and i could get used to this is most personal with the fun! also sorta right this way, because i just freaking love Bandstand and found those parallels so easily

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?

answered here, but another one i know you're anxious for is Healer!Adam au, where adam is also atypical and has a healing power. lots of random ideas, nothing solid for that one (except for the beginning lol)

P: Are you what George R. R. Martin would call an “architect” or a “gardener”? (How much do you plan in advance, versus letting the story unfold as you go?)

oof, it depends! i tend to have a vague idea of what i want to happen (the big thing) but then how i get there is usually determined by the characters/what ends up happening when i'm writing! that's how i thought i was innocent (but there is blood all on my hands) ended up being 3 chapters instead of 2, and how i miss the days when grew to be almost 15k!

R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence?

definitely you! any time i come up with a good metaphor i think of you <3 but also I think just any of my favorite YA authors, who write fast-paced but also emotional books (like Sabaa Tahir or Leigh Bardugo) influence me. anything i enjoy becomes a sort of an influence, but i'm not sure i could pick out anything in particular i try to emulate?

T: Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?

answered here, but to go along with that, accidental pregnancy. i just don't care for it at all (though i don't mind the occasional accidental baby acquisition if it's done right)

U: Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

(not counting you, though you are absolutely one of my favs)

@pink-flame her writing is such a good mix of emotions and crazy things happening! also the ability to finish long fics? i envy it! (shh i know she hasn't finished all of them that's okay we love her because we understand)

@pawprinterfanfic listen, i still haven't caught up on the willex star wars au, but HOLY CRAP THIS GIRL'S FICS ARE SOOOOO GOOD!!! also long fics that sustain me forever, it's amazing! the amount of Bellarke this girl has written is insane, and the emotion behind everything is soooo good!

and I CANNOT REMEMBER THEIR TUMBLR THIS IS GONNA BOTHER ME!!!!! but they wrote the amazing juke winter fic called the lucky one (i think it might be you), and also this series about 5 times _ happened. i just love their writing so much!!!! UPDATE IT’S @tangledstarlight THE LEGEND!!!!

V: If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

listen. this one is one of my favorites so i don't know if i would actually want a sequel to it. but. light my heart and light my shadow. i want to see the emotional fallout sooooo bad!! and like, would it result in caleb telling adam about his powerup sooner? because it might force a conversation earlier? or would things have gotten even more strained between them, and caleb almost doesn't call adam when ben goes missing because he doesn't want to open that can of worms again? i don't know!!!

send me fanfic asks!

#shelly i love you but this was sooooo many!!! #lololol #answered asks #fanfic #fanfic game

[caralara]

Cara, I'm sorry to bother you with my pessimism but you always lift me up so I figured I might go to you... The thing is the grammy night truly truly makes me think and feel they broke up... How could Louis ask so disinterested and moody otherwise??? Do you have any recent reason to believe they're still together? Don't answer if you don't want to, sending you love <3<3<3

Hi love, no worries - it’s perfectly fine to have doubts etc, bc at the end of the day we don’t know. And as long as you’re being civil you’re always welcome in my inbox!

It’s funny, I actually had this conversation with a friend last night… and that I feel like I see their relationship very differently than the majority of the fandom in terms of how often they see each other and how „average“ their relationship is, because, let’s face it - their circumstances are extremely extraordinary, how could their relationship not be too, then? So I have my doubts about how “average” and “domestic” their relationship is, at least right now. But I very much understand where you’re coming from.

To me, the way he acted (keep in mind we only saw two photos of him in the bar during the Grammys and an account from a stranger about a moment) isn’t really… surprising? I think. I mean, what’s the alternative? He’s sitting in a super public bar where he’s known to be often when he’s in LA and frequently meets fans there, and wouldn’t it be bizarre after years of carefully protecting their relationship to then sit there hollering, crying, being mesmerised and making a spectacle of his support for Harry? And further, we know Louis, he very much seems to be the type to be very critical of things like the Grammys, same as Zayn. I am to be honest surprised he even went out in public to be seen watching the Grammys, like - that’s a step towards the friendship narrative in my book.

Despite how their relationship might actually look like right now, we know they’re extremely loyal and vocal about how much they love each other in their songs and so falling and that they are it for each other. Maybe after getting to that point they both relaxed a little and decided to put it on the back burner and focus on their careers and getting out of the stunts for now. Working towards a future where they can just be with each other. Doesn’t mean they don’t love each other or don’t want to be with each other, but adult, mature partnerships sometimes are just - not the way we read in fanfics and a bit more practical. And I personally think that’s absolutely okay. I don’t need them to be jetting around the world for every 48 hours they can spend together and go through all that stress and exhaustion. I don’t need to bend reality until they were at the same Grammys after party (they were not).

Hugs to you though anon! You know, as long as they’re happy - and they both seem to be quite content at least in that regard, going by what they’re letting us know - I’m happy for them, individually and both together. Hope that helps? <3

#anon #Larry discourse