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lin manuel miranda x reader!
you were late but you were finally seeing hamilton for the first time after years of it being on stage. your friend got tickets and asked if you wanted to come with. you agreed as you wanted to know what the hype was about. you walked to the seats with your friend and sat down. eventually a man sat next to you and you overheard him talking to his friends.
“every time i come back here it’s like im checking in on my kid at college”
you paid it no mind and looked through the playbill. you scanned through the pages and looked at the credits.
book music and lyrics by lin manuel miranda
“lin, you want something? im getting a snack”
“im good thanks”
you turned your head and looked at him, that is lin.
lin turned to you and said hello.
you said hello back and pointed to his name in the playbill.
“yup that’s me”
“how ironic that on my first time seeing hamilton i sit next to you”
“how ironic that on my 701st time seeing hamilton i sit next to you” lin responds
you laugh.
“are your expectations low or high?”
“high of course, how does it feel to know that everyone just raves over your work?”
“it’s a great feeling. i hope you find the hype worth it”
the show starts and you both silence your phones.
in the first minute of the show you’re absolutely hooked. lin looks at you and giggles to himself at your reactions. by the time satisfied comes around you’re amazed and when nonstop happens just before intermission, you’re wondering why you haven’t seen it sooner.
the lights come on at intermission and lin turns to you.
“well… what do you think?
you make a face showing you’re absolutely amazed.
“are you telling me that YOU made this?”
he gets shy and nods
“there’s no way this can get even better”
“you’ll have to find out”
“i can’t wait”
your friend notices lin as well and speaks to him for a quick moment before she goes to the ladies room.
you notice people staring at you and then realize they’re actually staring at lin. people start to go up to him and ask him for pictures.
as a joke, he tells one of the people to have you take the picture.
“your girlfriend is beautiful” one of them say.
“thank you, but-”
“can you believe she’s been my girlfriend for years and hasn’t seen hamilton once?”
he says this in an obviously sarcastic way that makes you laugh but others gasp.
“i’m just late to the game girl” you say
the intermission is almost over and you settle back into your seats.
“what’s your name?”
“y/n”
he does a little rhyme with your name
“yeah there’s no doubt you made this”
you enjoy the rest of the show and tear up at the end. you look at lin and just nod, “you’re a genius”
he laughs, “nah”
the crowd gives a standing ovation and disperses.
“do you and your friend wanna take a picture on the stage?”
“yes we’d love to!”
lin tells you both to follow him as he leads you backstage. while you walk you have small talk and you think to yourself how nice humble and cute he is.
while walking you see the actors and wave, to your suprise lin introduces you to them and jokes that you’re his girlfriend of years but quickly explains what just happened during intermission.
he takes pictures of you and your friend on the stage and then you tell him to get in the picture. you lightly lean your head onto his shoulder
before you get ready to leave, lin hands you his phone. he seems nervous.
“if you ever want to see the show again or see another show or do whatever i’m always around”
you blush and type your number into his phone. “will do”
i hope you all like this one!
#hamilton#lin manuel miranda#hamilton musical#lin manuel miranda x reader#lin manuel miranda imagine#lin manuel miranda imagines#lin manuel miranda fluff#hamilton imagines
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do i write a luke castellan angst/comfort fic where he basically vents about his parental daddy issues to reader and reader comforts him? like especially after ep. 6, the tension is through the ROOF. anyway, lmk because thots are being thunk 😋
#luke castellan x reader#luke castellan fluff#luke x reader#percy jackson x reader#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo fluff#luke pjo#the girls are fighting#lin manuel miranda
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zagreus: omg than! hello:)
thanatos:
zagreus: ummm hello???
zagreus walks up to thanatos and places an arm on his shoulder. thanatos turns around.... it's lin manuel miranda in thanatos clothes.
lin manuel miranda: In the eye of a hurricane
There is quiet
For just a moment
A yellow sky
When I was seventeen a hurricane
Destroyed my town
I didn't drown
I couldn't seem to die
I wrote my way out
Wrote everything down far as I could see
I wrote my way out
#thanatos hades#hades game#zagreus hades#thanatos#zagreus#lin manuel miranda#i lost my shit over this for five minutes#linny boy#thantoes#fluff /j#shitpost#angst#writing
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Rating: Teen and Up (Heavy emotional themes; strong language)
Fandom: Fire Emblem: Three Houses
Relationship(s): Byleth Eisner & Leonie Pinelli; Edelgard von Hresvelg/Byleth Eisner
Words: 7.2k
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Shaping a new world isn't easy. Life has been difficult for the Emperor and her trusted right hand lately, and Byleth could use a friend right now. Fortunately, Leonie’s in town to talk some sense into her.
#post-crimson flower#fire emblem#fe3h#fe3h fanfic#fire emblem three houses#edeleth#byleth x edelgard#byleth eisner#edelgard von hresvelg#leonie pinelli#the angst version of the drunken shenanigans fluff i put out the other day#the girls have a lot going on#i am Forcing byleth to make real friends#“dying's easy; living's hard” --george washington / hamilton --lin-manuel miranda --dr. james wilson / house md --various sources --me#i was watching stalker 1979 while writing this so uh. it’s kind of a bummer
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In the Heights | Well, Your Coffee’s on the House (Okay)
Usnavi is completely smitten with Vanessa. Not that that is a profound or new discovery by any means; the entire barrio has watched him stumble over his love for this girl for the better half of the twelve years he’s known her.
Sometimes he gets the sneaking suspicion that she knows and that she’s purposefully teasing him, hanging that information over his head like bait just to see how he reacts if she leans in an inch too close or looks up at him through her beautifully thick lashes at just the right moment. And then she’ll punch his shoulder in the way only a person who’s fixing you squarely in the friend zone would, walking out with a free coffee in hand and the illusion is broken once more.
There’s no way she knows. He’d hardly describe Vanessa as cruel. Sonny would probably argue differently.
“She’s playing you, cuz. You’re so obvious it’s almost gross,” Usnavi moves to pinch him for the comment but he’s quick to dodge it, anticipating it before it comes. “I’m not trying to be an ass but no girl as hot as that doesn’t know the affect they have on guys.”
Usnavi isn’t the biggest fan of the femme fatale stereotype Sonny insists on pushing onto his long term crush. It’s not like she can help being alluring. He grapples with a way to combat it, but before he can reprimand his (admittedly too old to still be getting shit for cussing) cousin for his language, the little bell for the bodega door chimes.
Sun streams in from behind Vanessa as she enters the store, whilst Usnavi vaguely considers how fitting of an entrance it was for someone as perfect as her. He glances subtly at Sonny who is staring at him with contempt as though he could read the thought forming in his mind.
“Buenas días, Usnavi.” She’s smiling softly at him as though she’s genuinely happy to see him, and Usnavi finds himself grinning ten times harder at the prospect. Sonny nudges him to remind him to stop smiling like a freak. A common result of what he dubbed ‘The Vanessa Affect’. Usnavi adjusts his lips in what he hopes is a more friendly, less serial-killer-y expression.
“Beunos días. What can I get for you, chica?” Vanessa flows around the store in search of her regular list, her long legs carrying her like she’s dancing. Usnavi had always admired the way her hips seemed to sway every time she took a step. Wondered whether she had callouses from constantly wearing platforms.
“Just these, thanks.” She drops the pain killers at his till, playing with the hem of her jean skirt as she chews her lip absently. Usnavi can tell she’s distracted, hardly present in the bodega.
“You good?” She snaps out of it quickly, staring at him with wide eyes. God help him, her eyes.
“Sorry, I’m just a little distracted. Moving and all…” Usnavi feels his chest ache at the kicked puppy expression Vanessa suddenly sports. He’s well aware that her search for new housing in a better side of Brooklyn has been relatively fruitless. He wishes he could do more, curses the part of him that’s glad she’s still here to greet him with a smile and a story from the salon every morning.
“Well, your coffee’s on the house. Think of it as a good luck charm, or a token of my support.” He’s already dusting the top of it with a sprinkle of cinnamon and bagging her ibuprofen before Vanessa can even think to protest. She slowly puts her wallet back in her purse before grabbing the drink and bag from his hands, let’s her fingers linger as she thanks him. Sonny rolls his eyes from his place stacking cans onto the beans shelf. They barely notice he’s still present in the store.
“Okay. You’re too good to me, Usnavi. I’m gonna get spoiled. I doubt they’ll give me coffee just the way I like it on the house downtown.” Her eyes have lit up again, and it’s all Usnavi could have hoped for with the gesture.
“More incentive to come back and visit us little people when you make it big.” She giggles, tucks a strand of her long dark hair behind her ear and moves for the door, turning at the last second to wave Usnavi goodbye.
As the bell chimes again with her dismissal, Sonny comments that he should probably start a dollar jar for everyday he doesn’t make an actual move. Usnavi feels far too warm inside to even feign shame.
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Andrew Garfield talking about his girlfriend for 8 minutes video
Word Count: 1.2k
Category: Fluff
Warning: None
Summary: A fan makes a YouTube video of Andrew Garfield talking about you for 8 minutes straight.
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When the news of you and Andrew dating got out three years ago, fans and the media had a field day.
It wasn’t because you were anyone famous—quite the opposite. Being someone with a normal job, you and Andrew had basked in finally going outside as a couple, and it was how adorable the pictures looked that had everyone freaking out.
One picture was of you laughing, Andrew’s arms around you from behind as he wrapped his coat around you as he wore it, a grin on his face.
Another picture was of you looking at him, eyes set on one another with his hands tangled in your hair, while the other was of him kissing you and despite the photo not being one in high quality, everyone could still see the small smirk he had as you kissed.
It was no surprise when fans posted edits of you together, and although the content they got was minimal, considering your lack of presence in interviews and public press, it was always a field day when you appeared beside him on a red carpet or when you both did as little as grab yourselves some coffee.
Andrew Garfield talking about his girlfriend y/n for 8 minutes straight
The 8-minute and 29-second video started with lofi music over an advertisement for marvel hoodies that everyone seemed to promote, before a sound of glitching television sounded and the video started.
The video started with Andrew and Zendaya’s Actor on Actor interview when they first started talking about Zendaya’s performance on Euphoria.
“Makes me want to cry. I didn’t feel like there was any acting. It felt like you were living through something in such an authentic way,” Andrew said, “And I remember I watched episode 5 with Y/N—with my girlfriend, and she was just like, ‘Andy, can you check up on Zendaya?’”
Zendaya smiled, being her usual self who got flustered at any compliment or praise, “She did text me that night, I remember.”
“She did,” he nodded, “She was so heartbroken over the episode.”
The video then moved to show Andrew during his Wired Autocomplete interview, the foam board in his hand as he took off the sticker that hid the question.
“Does Andrew Garfield sing in Tick, Tick…Boom?” He read, “So, Andrew Garfield does sing in Tick, Tick…Boom, yes. Thank you,” he answered, “I worked very, very closely with an amazing vocal coach, Liz Caplan, and all of Lin Manuel Miranda’s amazing musical direction team. They enabled me to open my voice up to the point where I could honor Jon’s songs and feel confident enough to belt them out as he always did when he was doing his one-man show,” he nodded slight, “It was a privilege to be able to learn a skill that I’ve always wanted to attain but my girlfriend wouldn’t really agree,” he chuckled, looking at the camera, “Y/N’s had enough of my singing, because every time I’d learn something new, it’d be the only thing I’d be doing around our home and she’s incredible, she has a job that she needs to focus on and rest from, but I was always there singing and annoying her,” he laughed, “She’s a gem for putting up with me.”
Another clip then played as Andrew read Buzzfeed’s thirst tweets, headphones on his ears.
“Andrew Garfield if you see this on your secret Twitter account, I’m free this weekend if you want to get lunch or drinks or something, just let me know. If you want to do it earlier, I can do dinner during the week,” he chuckled as he read the tweet, “But I’m usually busy before six,” he finished with a laugh, leaning back in his seat, “I love that. That’s very, very—I like hyper-vigilance. I like specificity of plans,” he said, “But I’m going to have to give you a rain check on that because I’m actually busy on the weekend, unless you want to join in on my girlfriend and I’s date, then it’s fine by me,” he laughed, “I can do lunch during the week though, but we’re going to have to have that at Y/N’s office because that’s where you’ll usually find me having my lunch.”
The clip then moved to Andrew on the Ellen show, getting asked about Spider-Man: No Way Home, and having to lie to people.
“Who knew? Beside your agent, who knew that you were doing this? I mean, how hard is that? To keep it to—I mean, your family knew?” Ellen asked him.
“Yeah, my dad, my brother, and my mother at the time,” he answered with a smile, “Yeah, just kind of us. It was fun to keep it secret,” he grinned, “Because you know when you’re planning a surprise birthday party for someone, and then you’re like, tell me, you know I hate surprises, but I can see it on your face that you’re just like ‘I’m not gonna tell you’,” he shook his head with his wide grin, “So it felt like I was part of organizing a surprise birthday party for a bunch of people whom I knew would appreciate it.”
“Did your girlfriend know?”
Beaming even more, “Y/N had no idea,” he said, laughing, “And—lying to the media, to the fans, that was easy and fun, but lying to my girlfriend has got to be—it was one of the most agonizing and terrible things I have ever done.”
“You lied to her for what? Two years?”
“Technically, it was a year and a few months,” Andrew pointed.
“And how—how did she take that? I’d be pretty offended.”
He laughed, shaking his head, “She wasn’t, she wasn’t. I knew she’d appreciate it because she knows how I feel about my experience with the character, and it was—I’ll tell you something,” he sat up, smiling, “It was worth every single moment where I had to tell her I was shooting for another movie when I saw her reaction when we went to watch it together,” he said, “We had to watch it again because she couldn’t really focus after I was on screen,” he laughed, “But yeah, it—it was definitely hard having to lie to her, and it definitely made her tease me about trust for a while, but she supported me throughout without even knowing.”
The clip then moved to the last one, being from a recent interview with GQ of 10 things Andrew can’t live without.
In a t-shirt and sporting a full beard, he held a silver necklace with a compass on it.
“This is a necklace with a compass on it,” he said, holding the necklace in his hands before the camera zoomed on it before it showed him again, “My girlfriend Y/N gave this to me in a period where I needed to trust the direction I was going, even if I didn’t know where I was going,” he chuckled, looking at it, “It’s become such a symbol of our relationship because in a way, to me, it feels like it navigates us both back to where we have always met, toward our common interests and our differences that initially made us attracted to each other. But she’s always been very persistent on her support for me and my journey in my career, and my journey as a person, so this necklace is just a reminder from her that the direction I’m headed in is always one I can find value in,” he smiled, “My relationship with Y/N is very essential to me. She’s just—She’s truly my person, and this necklace is a symbol of the deep connection we have with each other.”
#andrew garfield#andrew garfield imagine#andrew garfield blurb#andrew garfield x reader#andrew garfield fanfiction#andrew garfield fluff#andrew garfield interview
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Ok hear me out, but what if there was a musical universe in the Spider-Verse, in which every dialogue or scene has to be performed in a song.
Or what about an entire Spider-Verse adventure executed as a animated musical? Maybe sung-through? I can see that happening since some of the current voice actors have sang in other things (eg. Hailee Steinfeld in "Pitch Perfect", Oscar Isaac in "Inside Llewyin Davis", etc.)
Imagine Miguel singing a salsa Latin song, Penny a J-pop song, Hobie a rock/punk song, or Pavitr a Bollywood-style song, and Miles and Gwen duetting an angsty/fluff love song (or if they're solo, Miles performing a hip-hop song, and Gwen a rock ballad).
Obviously, all the music and lyrics are written by Lin-Manuel Miranda because of course he is.
#across the spiderverse#miles morales#gwen stacy#spiderman#into the spider verse#beyond the spiderverse#peter b parker#musical#ghostflower#gwiles#miles x gwen#spider gwen#atsv#gwen x miles#miguel o'hara#hobie brown#pavitr prabhakar#penny parker#lin manuel miranda
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Can I request a jealous sesshomaru with an oblivious s/o? Thank you
Jealous!Sub!Sess x Oblivious!Reader
A/N: Made it a 1k fic since this is my first ask. Wasn’t too sure about where to go with it so feel free to request the same prompt again with more details. I could see this working better with a dom sess but we don’t do that here.
Warnings: profanity, a little violence in the end, dumb plot, unnamed OC used as plot device, no smut just fluff, i did research for this smh
Synopsis: You and Sesshomaru go to see a play.
Spoiler Synopsis: You get hit on by an actor and Sess feels some type of way about it. While being unaware of his internal conflict, you manage to ease his concerns.
After expressing your desire to watch a movie with Sesshomaru, you then mentally facepalm, because why would a demon from the feudal era know what that is? You try to explain television, but eventually give up and resort to calling it mini musical theater.
Sess nods at that description thoughtfully, "Kabuki. That is one way humans entertain themselves here. I've encountered it a few times."
"Let's go to one, then," you suggest. "I'm craving some medieval Hamilton."
"Hamilton? You are... hungry?"
"Nah, Hamilton isn't food. Food for the soul, maybe."
He doesn't question you or your obscure references further. He ends up taking you to a Kabuki near a human village, and soon you are seated amongst a crowd, directly in front of a colorful stage with extravagant decor and lighting. On stage, there are actors in colorful costumes and makeup, performing a historic drama. To the side, live music is being played by performers with drums, flutes, and other instruments.
Even though you're seated in the back, with all of the lower class citizens, during the show you somehow manage catch the attention of one of the performers. The individual, who's playing the lead role as a heroic samurai, locks eyes with you instead of his co-actor as he's saying his lines. "As cherry blossoms fall, so do my defenses in the face of your grace, for in this battlefield of the heart, it is your love that I am sworn to defend."
You clap and cheer, mainly because you know you're being watched. Internally, you're thinking, 'what a corny ass line. This show is good but it ain't got shit on Lin-Manuel Miranda. And why is he staring at me like that? Can he tell I'm not from around here? If I cheer louder will he stop?'
But Sesshomaru can't read your thoughts. All he sees is you clapping and cheering and grinning enthusiastically back at the actor. He stiffens in place, narrowing his gaze at the man on stage. It was hardly a performance worthy of your praise. Sure, in the story being told, the samurai had slain a powerful foe and won a great battle. But Sesshomaru had slain numerous foes and won countless battles, and none of them were imaginary. How was such an insignificant being earning your attention?
His jaw clenches in annoyance as the actor winks at you. Your response, to Sesshomaru's dismay, is louder cheering. He debates whether or not to express his concerns, but you seem to be having such a good time and he doesn't want to ruin that for you with his...
...insecurities? Is that what these thoughts were? This was not becoming of the Lord of the Western Lands. Could this be one of the ways he was inferior to this mortal? Were you able to sense that, is that why you were so passionate with your cheering? Were you going to replace him because he was expressing vulnerability?
Suddenly, he feels the warmth of your hand around his as you thread his fingers with yours in one smooth motion.
"It's okay," you say in a comforting tone, "it's not real. Those guys can't hurt you."
Hurt him? He realizes that while you had correctly identified that he was experiencing fear, you had mistakenly thought it was due to the scene taking place on stage. The samurai was facing a terrifying beast and it was not looking good for him. Scared of a mortal in a costume? Sesshomaru almost scoffs at that thought. But then you bring his arm closer to stroke it soothingly, and you murmur words of reassurance that quiet his thoughts, and he swears if he were standing his knees would have buckled. He grips your hand tighter.
When the show ends, he's quick to try and lead you away. Right now, nothing else matters, he just wants to be alone with you. But that doesn't happen, because the path ends up blocked by the very actor that had been flirting with you from on stage. He's out of costume and make up now, but you still recognize him easily.
"I'm glad I caught you before you left. I just couldn't help but admire your beauty from afar."
"Hey," you greet him, a bit too enthusiastically for Sesshomaru's taste, "Thanks? I loved your show."
Sess’s heart rate picks up as his invasive thoughts begin spiraling again. He's unsure as to how you can tell, but you stroke the back of his hand assuringly with your thumb.
"I'm glad," the actor replies. "You must have very good taste. I imagine your companion does as well."
Sesshomaru doesn't answer, so you answer for him. "Yeah, he loved the show. The last scene frightened him a bit but he's okay now."
Sess stiffens.
"I see. Don't worry, my friend. At the end of the day it's all just smoke and mirrors."
"Yeah, that's what I've been saying. It's not comparable to the real thing."
"And what would such a delicate flower such as yourself know about the real thing, hmm?"
"Come again?"
"I can tell you've never been in battle, you have the most pristine features."
"That's not true, actually. I've been in plenty of fights."
The actor laughs, "Oh, don't tell me this demon makes you fight his battles?"
Whatever insecurity Sesshomaru had been facing, it’s instantly overshadowed by his pride. He moves forward with hostility, but you squeeze his hand tighter and hold him in place. Your own patience wears thin and your resting bitch face returns. "No, he doesn’t. We're both capable of handling ourselves, thank you very much."
"You shouldn't have to handle yourself," the actor replies. He's managed to close the rest of the distance himself and is now too close for comfort. He takes your free hand and kisses it gently. "I can take care of you. You deserve better than a coward for a partner."
Sesshomaru bares his fangs but your reaction is quicker. You knee the man directly in the face, resulting in a satisfying crunch.
"Ow, my nose!" He falls to his knees, clutching his face. "You bitch! You broke my nose!"
"Learn some manners, dipshit. And put some ice on that. Let’s go, Sess.”
And you both walk away together, leaving the actor kneeling there.
#sub sesshomaru#sub sesshoumaru#sub!sesshoumaru#sub!sesshomaru#dom!reader#dom reader#sub!character#sub character#sub!sess#jealous!sesshomaru#oblivious!reader#🐝 Requests
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starduckys -> paperweight-inshadesofgreige
now playing: the prophecy by taylor swift
hibi/wine ⋆ she/they ⋆ minor ⋆ may 11th (taurus) ⋆ aegosexual polyromantic
intp-t ⋆ eest (utc +3:00) ⋆ spotify ⋆ pinterest ⋆ carrd ⋆ hibiwine on dc (open dms!!)
> old habits die screaming.
musicals -> hamilton, beetlejuice, heathers, dear evan hansen, ride the cyclone, in the heights, into the woods, 21 chump street, the greatest showman, jesus christ superstar, six
music
k-pop -> enhypen, stray kids, xdinary heroes, boynextdoor, dxmon, tomorrow x together, new jeans, zerobaseone, cravity, &team, nine.i, fifty fifty, epex, 8turn, evnne, toz, tiot, riize, illit, vcha, beomhan
other -> taylor swift, lin-manuel miranda, conan gray, alec benjamin, laufey, peggy, girl in red
movies/shows -> moominvalley, heartstopper, hazbin hotel, helluva boss, pjo, wednesday, vivo, miraculous, wonka, nimona, itsv & atsv
animanga -> vanitas no carte, tbhk, kny, oshi no ko, wonder egg priority, the promised neverland, bsd, spy x family, mha
books -> dark rise & dark heir, agggtm, ella minnow pea, poison for breakfast, ink in the blood, spindlefish and stars, kiss & tell, ana on the edge, improbable magic for cynical witches, the scapegracers
misc -> keroppi <3 kirby <3, coffee!!, slytherin, people pleaser, extroverted introvert, social anxiety !!! , depression, angst > fluff, folklore & midnights my loves, mint choco>>>, if we're moots ur my family now. i love you. /p
dni : homophobes, transphobes, ableists, racists etc., -12, empty blogs
🍉 this blog stands with palestine!! 🍉
small star dividers by @/benkeibear. star dividers with lines by @/saradika-graphics. ttpd dividers by me, pictures taken from pinterest.
moots <33 : @loveofmylife-lossofmylife @abodyhasbeenfound @charmedoralarmed @jittyjames
i'd tag more but social anxiety's not rly. on my side tonight.
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Was tagged by @justaboot in a post with a lot of questions, let's do this!
how many fics do you have on ao3?
14
what's your total ao3 word count?
159,641 words. but let's be real, a good chunk of them are song lyrics.
what fandoms do you write for?
DuckTales (2017)
what are your top five fics by kudos?
Indi-Quack!
Rainbow Connections
Home for the Holidays!
Moon with a View!
Let's All Go to the Movies!
do you respond to comments? why or why not?
For the most part, yes. I try my best to get back to people's comments, especially if they have questions. But sometimes I just don't have the energy when I wish I did
what's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
I'd say the ending to F.O.W.L. Play! from Indi-Quack! might be the angstiest. Nothing like ending a story where you go through the morning routine of one FOWL employee and finding out she keeps her sanity by getting high with another underpaid employee who works her ass off a minimum wage and is also not happy where she is in life
what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
hard to choose since I almost always go for the happy ending route. I think any of the stories for Home for the Holidays! could be the answer to this one cause those stories are nothing but holiday and winter fluff.
do you get hate on your fics?
it happens but not often. the first time I ever got hate was from a Della hater troll and they seem to be the only one who leaves hate on my fics
do you write smut?
no, but I've thought about it before. I don't mind sex in a story, but I don't know if I'm the right person to write that kind of stuff in a story. Honestly, the only reason why I wanna write smut is because I've plenty of jokes that I think are funny that would only work in a smut story
do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've ever written?
kinda??? would you consider having characters from various Duck media that never appeared in DuckTales 2017 crossover stuff? Heck I've got a couple of Della Duck stories in the works where she interacts with Mickey and Friends and I don't know if that should be considered a crossover
have you ever had a fic stolen?
no. thanks guys!
have you ever had a fic translated?
no, but that'd be neat!
have you ever cowritten a fic before?
no, but that is something I wouldn't mind doing some day
what's your all time favorite ship?
Of all time!? I don’t know. I love love
what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
Oh so many: An Act of Murder!, Back in the Game!, F.O.W.L. Play!, The Iron Duck of Steel: The Gizmoduck Movie, Part I!, The Spear of Selene, and Thanks for the Memories!. I've just been working on these for so long that it feels like I'll never finish any of them
what are your writing strengths?
when I'm in the mood to write I can really write, I like to think my dialogue is interesting, characterization, and I'd say my rapid fire humor
what are your writing weaknesses?
I'm a terrible planner, I don't write stuff down, I keep stuff in my head like it's the best storage place, I underestimate how big some stuff will be, I don't allow myself to just write
thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
I've mainly used Google Translate for other languages such as Jose and Panchito's dialogue in The Three Cabablleros (and Della)!. But for Let's All Go to the Movies! I got my buddy @tokuvivor to translate a conversation between Fenton and Gosalyn. Honestly, one of my favorite parts of that story and I think tokuvivor translating it himself adds to the joke. Both Lin-Manuel Miranda and Stephanie Beatriz both know Spanish, so having someone who can help me translate my dialogue so that it can sound natural and be a bonus to bilingual speakers just makes me happy beyond comprehension
I will say I did use Google Translate for that story, but for English! So for the Fight Fighters game I wanted to get that badly translated English feel for the dialogue so for pretty much every dialogue in the game was translated to Japanese and then back to English. Except the line "Now I will kill you until you die from it!", that comes from the movie Hot Shots! Part Deux
first fandom you wrote for?
...Sonic. it was a phase, i have no strong opinions about that blue hedgehog these days I mean I guess his games are...fine? The cast of characters are...pretty cool, I like Tails I guess.
favorite fic you've ever written?
hard to say, but I think I'd put Indi-Quack!, Rainbow Connections, Let's All go to the Movies! in the top spot
I choose to tag: @tokuvivor, @imjustusingthistolikeartists, if they choose to answer these questions
#my inbox is open#justaboot#writebackatya#ao3 author questions#dont know the name of this ask game so yeah#fanfic writer
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dear theodosia
≡ submission for: @mrskenmakozume’s “Oh, My Daddy” Collab <333 and my gift to Kento Nanami for his birthday ♥️ (kento nanami’s birthday special)
⊹ kento nanami x mrs.nanami!afab!reader (uses she/her pronouns) (sfw, slice of life, angst, fluff)
⊹ trope: established marriage, new parents ┊ wc: 1930
≡ inspiration: dear theodosia - leslie odom jr.& lin-manuel miranda and that would be enough - phillipa soo & lin-manuel miranda from the hamilton soundtrack; this video that was shared to me by @/mrskenmakozume (i urge y’all to please listen to the songs to understand the atmosphere)
≡ warnings: fear of parenthood (from both sides), pregnancy, reader is undergoing symptoms of postpartum depression, pet names (baby, love, sweetheart, I think?), majorly fluff (please lmk if i miss any more tags)
≡ beta reading: @benkeibear @mxonigirimiya (thank you so so much <33)
≡ networks: @tokyometronetwork @hanayanetwork @downtown-roponggi
≡ notes: happy birthday to my former salaryman turned sorcerer. ever since i started thinking, dreaming, watching and writing about you, i’ve fallen more in love with you every day. i know not everyone thinks of you as a favorite character, and it’s totally okay. here’s to finding someone like you irl <3 when dear theodosia played in my head, idk why but i so thought of nanami, and i had to do something regarding this. also, there is definitely a tatsu reference in this :D as always, likes, comments, and especially reblogs are appreciated.
Present Day
“Congratulations, Nanami-san! It’s a girl!”
Time stood still in the delivery room for Kento Nanami as he tried to process the news the OBGYN had delivered. Not only were you and the baby okay, but you also gave birth to a baby girl. That too, on his birthday. He’d wanted it for a long time, and now that it was coming to reality, he felt his heartbeats pacing rapidly.
His head then turns to you, as you lie there, heaving and panting with your hands splayed on your tummy, as your gaze fixates on him. He then runs by your side, holding one of your hands, tears welling up in both of your eyes, as you two shed tears of joy with the best news you could’ve heard in a long time.
As the nurse immediately placed the tiny girl in your arms, you smiled at the baby, gently rocking her to put her to sleep. Both of you look at each other and at the baby as you break the silence, softly muttering, “Kento, we did it! She’s here! How are we going to…”
He then puts an arm around your shoulder, bringing you closer to his chest, shushing you calmly as you feel the rhythm of both of your heartbeats returning to their normal pace. He responded softly, “Baby, we’re in this together, and we’ll get through this together.” Remember when you told me when we were expecting and how both of us were scared?”
You nodded in agreement, “Yes, and I couldn’t imagine having anyone else to join me on this rollercoaster ride other than you. Now we have her.” He smiles at you, responding, “Yes, we do. We’ll give the world to her and, someday, she’ll blow us all away.” When you return to the room, you chuckle. “Kento, how funny that you loved that song so much that you sang it to her while I slept!” His mouth gaped wide open, exclaiming, “What?! There's no way you could have known,” and raising an eyebrow. Throwing a knowing smile his way, Kento understood that you blurted it out of him, causing a tint of blush to dust his cheeks.
Three years ago,
The salaryman-turned-jujutsu sorcerer knew very well that it’s a cruel world we live in today, with the balance of good and evil always being tipped either way. In the aftermath of all the cases he investigated and the amount of tears he had to wipe away, coupled with the personal losses he had to endure, had caused him to harden his heart towards the possibility of pursuing a family, let alone a romantic relationship.
However, when you, a fellow jujutsu sorcerer, came into his life, he became so enamored with you that he realized he had to stop feeling that he couldn't provide for you. So, during your years of courtship, both of you worked harder than ever, and you realized that you wanted to be with each other for the long term.
One day, weeks into your engagement and months before your wedding, the two of you had discussed whether parenthood was something that was in the plan for the both of you. You then told him, “Kento, I’m not sure about being a mother. You see, the news that’s been spreading around everywhere? That scares me. It took me a while to even commit to you, let alone commit to raising someone. In addition, we're jujutsu sorcerers, and our jobs require us to be ruthless and cutthroat, so it's really difficult to demonstrate kindness and compassion. “I'm not sure if I'm ready to have a child yet”, to which he replied with a small sigh, “That's okay, baby. Whatever you decide, I’m there for you.”
You narrow your eyes at him, in confusion and say, “So, are you saying that even if I plan on not giving birth, or not having kids at all, would you still love me?” He then nods in agreement and responds, “Yes, because we have each other to love. I am irrevocably in love with you, flaws and all. In this world, as I’m a man, I’m supposed to be protecting you, especially from the world’s cruelties, but you’re someone who doesn’t need to be protected. You’re someone who has a heart that’s big enough to accept me. The fact that you chose to marry me, someone who thinks they’re unworthy of love, is, in fact, a miracle in itself. So, as a couple, we’re supposed to face what’s in front of us. Whenever you decide you want one, I’ll be ready, and even if not, I’ll still be here. We’re a team, and we’ll be a team, regardless. I’ll work hard to spoil you the way you spoil me.” This causes you to smile in awe of your husband-to-be as you hug him, thanking him for giving him the space you need.
Years after your summer wedding, in October, when you told him you were expecting, he got so teary-eyed that he vented about how scared he was to be a parent, more so than you, but you held his hand and assured him, “Kento, it's okay to be scared about being a parent. Being a parent is a lot of responsibility. I'm sure you'll do superbly, however. You are good with Yuuji, aren't you?” Kento’s friend and his senior at Tokyo Jujutsu High, Satoru Gojo, had entrusted a first-year high school student, Yuuji Itadori under his care, and as Yuuji came over a couple of times, both of you had been watching each other, and that’s when you realized that you needed to tell him that you were expecting.
Kento sighed and went back to sit on the living room couch to read a book. When you started humming and walking to him, sat by his side and sang a couple of lines while holding his hands, “I don't pretend to know the challenges you're facing, the worlds you keep erasing and creating in your mind, but I'm not afraid. I know who I married. So long as you come home at the end of the day, that would be enough—”
You stopped singing as you noticed Kento smiling at you while holding your hand and looking at your ring. With another hand behind your head, he brought it closer so that your foreheads touched each other, as both of you silently communicated that this was a new phase in your lives, one to endure together.
Three years later,
Ever since your little girl was born, as happy as you were for her birth, you have slowly retreated into a shell, unable to take care of yourself, let alone your child. Days, weeks and months would pass where you’d have sleepless nights, not feel hungry on occasion, and space out in situations, like the one time you let the milk boil over for too long, and with you especially having difficulty bonding with the baby, causing her to cry more. There were moments in your spacing out that even caused you to miss her first steps, and her first word: “Mamma.” Thus, there was more of “dadda” ringing in the house, than “Mamma.”
Kento, sensing that you were not your usual self, requested an extended paternity leave and rushed to your aid, taking care of the baby and encouraging you to go for therapy. A new normal was then established where he became a househusband like someone familiar, preparing your tiffin, pushing you to go to therapy to provide a change in environment for you, taking care of the baby by feeding her milk, changing her diapers, and putting her to sleep.
While with you, he didn’t lose his cool, and was very soft-mannered and kind towards you, but stern when he needed to be. He would hug you constantly, bathe you when you were unable to do so yourself, helped you vent out your feelings, and in the months that you were getting better, slowly, you even observed him singing “Dear Theodosia” to her to sleep.
An unexpected smile appeared on your face as you remembered the time you were expecting. As you were half asleep, your baby girl kept moving around, so he splayed his hand on top of your tummy and sang to both of you to lull you both to sleep, “Dear Theodosia, what to say to you? You have my eyes, you have your mother's name. When you came into the world, you cried and it broke my heart. I'm dedicating every day to you, domestic life was never quite my style. When you smile, you knock me out, I fall apart, And I thought I was so smart.”
He then hummed for a moment looking at you with a smile, and continued, “If we lay a strong enough foundation, we'll pass it on to you, we'll give the world to you, and you'll blow us all away. Someday, someday...” His gaze shifted to you, and he could feel the rumbling in your womb subsiding and heard you snore softly as you both fell asleep.
You then realized that you were missing around the house and the joys of being her mother, and you decided to try to be there for her. So, Kento encouraged you every day, teaching you to prepare the formula, to change the diapers and bond with her, and the ways she nowadays likes to sleep.
That slowly provided you the confidence you needed to bond with your girl. You started holding her with confidence that was gradually building up, causing her to smile at instances. You got her to hold your finger while trying to walk, and that eventually lifted your spirits.
One day when your three-year-old girl quietly entered your bedroom, she crawled up to your bed, and lay in between Kento and you, starting to sniffle. “Mamma, dadda,” she whispered, causing the both of you to open your eyes, and Kento responds to her softly, “Yes, sweetheart, tell me, did you have a bad dream?” She nodded, sniffling. You stroked her coiffed blonde hair in order to calm her down. That’s when an idea popped in your head.
You then asked, “Is it okay if I could sing you to sleep along with your father? I noticed that you like to hear him sing to you, but I was wondering if I could join in.” Your daughter nodded, responding, “Yes, Mamma.” Your eyes brightened reflecting the incandescent moonlight coming through the window. You then began singing, hesitantly, with Kento eventually joining in, and then both of you joined in together.
After that, you told her, “Goodnight, my baby, you’re our pride and joy,” and then you softly hear reply, “Night night, dadda,” and then, “Night night, Mamma.” You tried moving around to sleep, but then you felt a tug on your sleeve. You turned around, and realized that your daughter not only fell asleep, but also clung to your arm, for the first time in three years.
This caused you to gleefully smile at your husband as he mouthed, “I’m so proud of you, love.” As you replied, mouthing out a “thank you,” you turned to each other, caressed each others’ cheeks and you two fell asleep. You smiled to yourself, being thoroughly grateful that you have the father of your child by your side who not only carried you through your hard times, but took care of your daughter, and helped you reconnect with her. Truly, he was one of a kind, and you were in immense awe of him.
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Genres I write: Fluff, friendship, healing, hurt/comfort, whump, angst, romance
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Here's things I enjoy:
Writing, Musicals, Books, good wholesome comedy, chocolate, pretty gifsets, editing videos, etc.!
Things I'm posting a lot about ATM:
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The Phantom of the Opera, Les Miserables, HTTYD (including all the series and the third movie), Cobra Kai, Studio C, Jk! Studios, their Freelancers series, Manifest, Wednesday, the Addams Family, His Dark Materials (the show), Avatar: The Last Airbender, My Adventures with Superman, Star Wars (excluding sequel trilogy sorry), Spider-Man (personal fave are the TASM and Spiderverse movies), Back to the Future, Over The Garden Wall, Daredevil, Batfam (Wayne Family Adventures!), NBC'S Timeless, Wings of Fire, The Chronicles of Narnia, The Hobbit, Artemis Fowl, Ducktales (2017), Hamilton, Newsies, Anastasia, Lego: Ninjago, TMNT (2012), Harry Potter, and more that I cannot remember right now!
Where I am considering some of these fandoms:
I'm a Tyler Galpin apologist but NOT an Xavier Thorpe hater. I am also a HadleyRaoul—and Raoul de Chagny in general—defender, and a Raoulstine shipper (BUT I love the Phantom/Erik and do not dislike him by any means 🥺), and I generally don't acknowledge Love Never Dies much. My favorite cast of Studio C is the original cast (including Tori, Dalton and Aaron) but I still enjoy some of the sketches from the new cast. I also love the Star Wars original trilogy and the prequel trilogy, but not really the sequels. I don't mind the third HTTYD movie and I love all the HTTYD series. My favorite Spider-Man movies are the TASM ones, and Andrew Garfield is my fav Spider-Man/Peter Parker. Yes I love both Narnia and His Dark Materials.
Ships I love:
Hiccstrid (HTTYD), Raoulstine (Phantom of the Opera), Zekeaela (Manifest), Silverparry (His Dark Materials), Wyler/Weyler (Wednesday), Petroclair (Wednesday), Clois (My Adventures With Superman), Peter and Gwen (TASM), Jaya (Ninjago), Lyatt (Timeless), Gomez and Morticia (The Addams Family)
YouTubers I watch:
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Some other people I'm a fan of:
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Fandoms I've written for so far (and the links to their respective lists):
Hamilton: An American Musical
Star Wars
Wednesday
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I know all of tumblr is in love with him but we need to start treating taiki waititi for what he is which is the poster boy of disney. if selling out was a competition he's won it. moana, doctor strange, two thor movies, the mandalorian, buzz fucking lightyear. this isn't to say that he isn't doing some good but if lin manuel miranda fluffs the mouse's pillows every night, taika's the one who takes him to bed
#don't think it's coincidence that in 2018 he stopped collabing with his former partners besides rhys and jermaine who helm huge shows#and divorced his wife the same year in order to pursue celeb relationships#sorry folks but it is what it is
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Hey I’m the anon who asked if you’re still taking requests and I forgot… oh wait, I remember.
~ Fluff, Lin-Manuel Miranda x Fem!Reader 🩷 ~
Prompt: Fem!Reader gets hurt at work by falling off a high ladder, and it results in her having a bad limp, a few bruises and a few cuts. It can happen…! Okay?? She comes home and Lin notices immediately. Y/N can’t hide the pain no matter how hard she tries. “I swear I’m—OW—fine, babe.” Lin’s not buying it. He gently and slowly helps Y/N to the couch and then he leaves to get the first-aid kit. I’ll let you write the rest.
(It’s okay if you don’t want to write this)
That sounds so cute, omg. I’ll definitely get on that ASAP!! <33
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can u write lmm x reader fluff for new years pleaseeeee also happy holidays if u celebrate!!!
Happy Holidays back at you! x 🥰
I’ll try to get another sweet little drabble piece done before the year is out (so lmk if you have any specific prompts…)
But in the meantime I just posted this little bit of festive Christmas fluff that’ll hopefully tide you over - https://archiveofourown.org/works/52560493
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Moments That the Words Don't Reach
by Nation_Ustria
*Major spoilers for Lin-Manuel Miranda's Hamilton*
Things still aren't the greatest between Jason and the rest of the Bats, but they're good enough that Tim manages to get Jason to come to family movie night. Jason is the resident theater kid, after all, and Tim is making them all watch Hamilton after discovering that exactly none of them have seen it.
It starts out okay. Unfortunately, there are more than just a few lines that end up hitting pretty hard... and Tim might have forgotten to consider how watching the protagonist's son die in the protagonist's arms might affect some people.
At least everything turned out okay (or better, even) in the end?
>Or, the Batfamily watches Hamilton, and it inflicts emotional damage.
Words: 2282, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, DCU (Comics), Batman (Comics)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen
Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth
Relationships: Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd
Additional Tags: Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Dynamics (DCU), Batfamily (DCU) Feels, Domestic Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Angst (DCU), Batfamily-centric (DCU), Father-Son Relationship, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Jason Todd Deserves Better, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Good Sibling Tim Drake, Good Sibling Cassandra Cain, Good Sibling Stephanie Brown, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, Batfamily Need A Hug (DCU), Hamilton Lyrics, The Batfamily (DCU) Watch Hamilton, and it causes emotional damage!, Movie Night, Lazarus Pit Madness (DCU), mostly in the form of a Titan's Tower mention, Tim Drake is a Menace, Dysfunctional Relationships, Jason Todd is Bad at Feelings, Crying, Panic Attacks, Hamilton spoilers, Basically Bruce has a bad time when Philip dies, and that finally gets the idea that Bruce does still love Jason through the Pit Madness, they're all trying your honor, they're just also all messes, Y'all would not believe how many lines in this musical can cause the Batfam Pain, and I am making them listen to all of them, Tim just wanted to have a movie night, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, POV Multiple, Angst and Feels, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hopeful Ending, Timeline What Timeline, Family Feels, Popcorn, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Theater Nerd Jason Todd, Title from a Hamilton Song, Fluff and Angst, there is in fact fluff, Grief/Mourning, Implied/Referenced Character Death, one guess whose, Jason Todd Has Issues, You do not need to be familiar with Hamilton to understand what's happening, but I will admit that it helps, does this count as a song fic?
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