#my fanworks

[granny-griffin]

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

text paraphrased from this podcast at [1:19:05–1:19:30]

#bnha #midoriya izuku #midoriya inko #bakugou katsuki #salt and light #my fanworks #bk&dk

[angsty-prompt-hole]

I have been told I should start advertising my fanfics more, so here is my one I've been obsessed with for like a week now.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52206263

It's a set of Doctor Who one-shots focused on the lives of the Nobles + the Doctor who now lives in their backyard, because that concept has gripped me and I love it so much.

#my writing #my fanworks #doctor who #donna noble #fourteenth doctor

[dani474]

I was just thinking about his aesthetics and made this.

#digital collage #my fanworks #my post #mine.img #tgcf #heaven official's blessing #hua cheng

[fenris-ranger]

I literally have 150 pages of a fic whose entire premise is "there was only one bed" (well, more "circumstances 'force' them to share because neither of them wants to not but they're disaster space lesbian exes") but it's nowhere near publication ready and there weren't even any good snippets I could pull out on their own that aren't too predicated on the backstory.  Dang.

So, have some brig-sex smut instead.  I'm pretty sure I wrote the first half page of this at least 10 years ago, back when VJB was still a thing, but then took it off the rails.  The "only one bed" part of the prompt is weak, but *shrugs*

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: Voyager, Star Trek Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Seven of Nine/B'Elanna Torres Characters: Seven of Nine, B'Elanna Torres Additional Tags: Star Trek Femslash Week 2023, Thrown in the brig, Prison Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Rough Sex, Clothed Sex, Just all the sex tags I guess, Bloodplay (minimal), Arguments as Flirting, Bad Dirty Talk Summary:

For Star Trek Femslash Week 2023 prompt #1: There was only one bed.

Does that come into play much in the fic? No, but technically there was only one bed in the brig cell they were thrown into after their unconventional "conflict resolution" process was misinterpreted.

(Does the brig probably have cameras? We're ignoring that for the sake of the no-plot.)

#startrekfemslashweek2023 #self-promo #my thoughts #my fanworks #seven/b'elanna #star trek: voyager #star trek #otp: we'll be outcasts together

[curious-kat]

If you’re a fan of the Vorkosigan saga, I can’t recommend enough a fic I read recently called “I was out here listening all this time” by @lannamichaels​, wherein Gregor is an active member of a Komarran music online fan board. It’s twisty and fantastic.

Naturally, the fic includes a lot of discussion/worldbuilding of the music, and I was inspired to make a playlist! These are ‘ship tunes,’ space sea shanties originally sung onboard Komarran trade fleet ships. I had fun choosing real-world songs that fit the vibe, lyrics aside.

Check out the fic if you haven’t already, and enjoy some ship tunes!

#vorkosigans #vorkosigan saga #gregor vorbarra #lannamichaels #fanfic #fanwork #filk #ish #fan playlist #radio komarr #my fanworks

[cherryberrynice]

future comes slow (deanbenny)

So what if Benny has to tuck himself right up against Dean to lose himself in the smell of him now, now that he's not a vampire anymore? He’s not complaining.

Or: Benny and Dean have a quiet morning at the lake.

This year for my birthday I gave myself the presents of deanbenny and of “finishing a thing.” This is a self-indulgence of Dean and Benny having a nice, quiet morning.

#deanbenny #dean/benny #spn #benny lafitte #they love each other okay #my fic #my fanworks

[bookwermthings]

a new fanfic by me! I've been working on it for the past 12 or 13 days and it is finally finished!!!

Many thanks to @gatewaygeek

for all their wonderful help, couldn't have done it without you!!

The summary:

Nick Valentine is a synth. A synthetic person. He feels different, outcast, sometimes like he's not even a person himself. Though, he's got Ellie, and Nate, and he's even got his partner's son, Shaun. Shaun, who is also a synth, but doesn't know it. Nate knows, Nick knows, and through the growing pains of the new family, it's only a matter of time until Shaun does, too.

#fallout fandom #fallout 4 #nick valentine fallout 4 #nick valentine #synth shaun #kid shaun #kid shaun fallout 4 #synth shaun fallout 4 #fluff #angst #fluff and a little bit of angst #fanfic #fanfiction #my fanworks #fallout fanfiction #fallout fanfic

[ladymbackroom]

NiSi

2022 fanwork.

More at: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Lady_M

#NiSi #dd #duranduran #fanart #fanworks #ao3 #ao3 stuff #my fanart #my fanworks

[sunshine-vx]

Across Space, Time and Dreams (ASTaD) (Ch. 14)

(Blankshippers DNI)

(Please refer to beginning of chapter 1 post for complete list of CWs/TWs)

(This chapter's illustrations done by @moonlightalpha666 !)

(Read it on Ao3 here!)

(Reblogs are appreciated!)

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Emmet and Looker still trekked up the mountain, when suddenly, white pillars came into view.

"There it is!" Emmet exclaimed, "The top of Mt. Coronet!"

"Yes, we're nearly there." Looker added.

Both men picked up their pace, soon arriving at the top of Mt. Coronet, where the Spear Pillars stood. Emmet stood at the front of the broken-down structure, making sure to position himself at the very middle. 

Looker stood a few paces back. Emmet took the Lustrous Orb and Adamant Orb out from his coat, holding one in each hand.

"I will be summoning Dialga and Palkia now. If you want to stop me, go ahead." Emmet stated.

Looker shook his head, "No, I won't stop you. Just make sure and be careful, and keep your word."

Emmet nodded, smiling, "Of course I will."

And with that, Emmet placed the two Orbs down on the ground of the ancient building.

Emmet cleared his throat, then, he spoke loud and clear.

"I am Emmet! Dialga and Palkia, I ask for you to come to me! It is very important!"

Right after that, Emmet and Looker heard something in the distance

"Kyuaaan!"

Looker and Emmet looked to the sky where the sounds came from, and Emmet smiled as he saw the Lake Guardians fly over the Spear Pillars, soon disappearing.

Then, something happened.

As it was activated, the Adamant and Lustrous Orbs gave off brilliant, bright light. Emmet and Looker swore they saw an interruption, although it was so brief, they couldn't be sure. 

Two voices boomed throughout the area, yet inside Emmet and Looker's heads at the same time.

"Humans. You have summoned the Ruler of Space; Palkia."

"Humans. You have summoned the Ruler of Time; Dialga."

This was it. Emmet had summoned them, and now they were here. Emmet faced Looker, who stepped back and nodded. He trusted Emmet to tell them why they've been summoned. 

"Dialga, Palkia!" Emmet exclaimed, stepping forward, "I am Emmet. I have come here to ask a grand favor of you both"

"Looker, is what they call me." Looker interjected, explaining his post in the matter, "I am only here to help Emmet. To supervise him. I am not asking you two of anything, although it is an honor to see you."

Although Dialga and Palkia were out of sight, they were certainly there to hear Emmet and Looker's words, and see their movements. They were confused. Emmet looked like one of the Pearl Clan's wardens, Ingo. However, he looked and acted differently. Did Ingo have a relative? That sounded right, for some reason…

Was this someone trying to impersonate Ingo? Was this a result of the current errors in space and time?

Looker didn't ring a bell regarding the space-time rifts, but they swore they almost recognized him…

They should learn more. 

After a moment, Emmet and Looker heard the voices again.

"Proceed."

Emmet took in a breath,

"I am looking for my twin brother, Ingo. He has been missing for 5 years now. I have recently come under the impression that he has been sent to the past. I wish to be reunited with him."

Dialga and Palkia were conflicted. They knew that Ingo was not from the space and time he currently resided in, but did not expect anyone to look for him- yet this made sense at the same time. The errors in space and time had yet to be mended. 

"What are you willing to do to reunite with Ingo?" The rulers asked

"Anything." Emmet replied firmly and without hesitation.

"What makes you think Ingo has been sent to the past?"

"As..silly as this may seem, I have dreams of Ingo. He bears a pink, complicated symbol on a kimono and a strange bracelet." Emmet explained, "Yup. I have recently seen and further researched something called the 'Pearl Clan', and it has that symbol and bracelet, and existing information of a certain Warden sounds much like my brother."

"What would you do if we were to reject your request?"

Emmet was taken aback. He struggled to find his words.

"I…I do not know."

Palkia and Dialga came to a conclusion. This human's willpower, knowledge and emotion seemed strong. The Lake Guardians did fly by just as Emmet had called them, but what exactly did that mean? What would happen if they so suddenly reunited these supposed brothers? How would Emmet fare in the land of Hisui? What were his true intentions? 

The two legends spoke among themselves for a moment. 

They supposed there were a few ways to test this all.

"Human. We can see that you have knowledge, emotion and willpower. However, we cannot accept just any request from just anyone." Dialga and Palkia spoke. Emmet was about to interject, but before he could, two auras of bright light appeared, moving and shaping into Dialga and Palkia themselves, now standing before Emmet. Emmet's eyes glimmered with awe. Looker had a brief smile on his face, obviously excited by the sight of the legendaries.

"Best us in battle, and we will give you our aid. Do you accept this proposal?"

Looker's eyes widened, and he turned to Emmet, who thought to himself. These were legendary Pokémon; Dialga and Palkia themselves. Emmet was strong, but would he really have what it would take to defeat them?

No. Doubt and surrender were not options. The outcome of this battle was not certain, but if it gave Emmet the chance to find Ingo, Emmet would do it.

Emmet turned to Looker.

"I want to at least try. Can I do that, please?" Emmet asked.

Looker paused for a moment, before nodding.

"From the bottom of the staircase, I will observe this. I will intervene, should anything go wrong."

Emmet nodded, and Looker turned around, stepping down the stairs. 

After a moment, Emmet faced back to Dialga and Palkia.

"I accept!" Emmet answered firmly. 

"So you do."

The area then shook as Dialga and Palkia cried out, their voices unique and terrifying. 

The challenge had begun.

Emmet knew that he likely couldn't beat Dialga and Palkia with just 2 Pokémon, but he could also use this to his advantage. He grabbed two Pokéballs, belonging to Chandelure and Crustle, before releasing them into battle. Immediately, Dialga roared as it charged a bright light in its mouth before shooting a white beam at the Pokémon.

"Chandelure, Crustle, dodge!" Emmet shouted. Chandelure evaded the attack successfully, but Crustle was chipped. It stumbled, but quickly got back up.

"Chandelure, use Will-O-Wisp on both of them! Crustle, use Stone Edge!"

Chandelure readied a ball of fire in front of itself, before flinging it at Dialga, who cried out, shooting another Flash Cannon at Chandelure, who failed to dodge it despite Emmet's quick yell to do so.

Crustle formed many small, pointy rocks around itself before shooting them at Dialga and Palkia, the rocks landing all around their feet. Palkia retaliated with its tail glowing, slapping Crustle with it, who went sliding, a cloud of dirt coming up.

"Chandelure, Crustle, are you okay?" Emmet asked. Chandelure recovered from the Flash Cannon, Crustle recovering as well from the Dragon Tail, the two making a whistle-esc and low rumble sound in affirmation to Emmet's question. Chandelure formed another series of embers, setting it off at Palkia. Palkia shrieked, its tail glowing pink.

"Chandelure, dodge the attack!"

Chandelure followed Emmet's orders, but Palkia still succeeded in hitting Chandelure, who cried out as it flew backwards. 

Emmet whipped over to look at Crustle. He yelled, "Crustle, use Earthquake! Chandelure, hover high and dodge the Earthquake!"

Crustle clicked its pincers and used them to stab the ground, Chandelure hovering higher to dodge the attack. The ground stabbed Dialga and Palkia, the legendaries stumbling back, screeching.

Dialga formed a pink ball in its mouth before shooting a beam at Crustle. Emmet ordered Crustle to dodge, and against the odds, it succeeded. 

After a brief, tense moment, Emmet turned to Chandelure, who had returned close to the ground. Emmet continued his commands, "Chandelure, use Shadow Ball on Dialga!" 

A sphere of darkness grew in front of Chandelure before it shot it at Dialga, who roared in surprise. Dialga stomped on the ground, the earth under Chandelure rumbling before it cracked and erupted. Despite Emmet's shout to dodge, the attack hit Chandelure successfully. Chandelure's flames darkened as it fainted, Emmet calling Chandelure back, the Pokémon returning to the safety of its Pokéball.

"Crustle, Earthquake!" Emmet commanded. Crustle slammed the ground, causing it to pierce Dialga and Palkia. Dialga cried out, one of its claws glowing pink. Emmet ordered Crustle to dodge the attack, but Dialga out-sped it, hitting Crustle with a Dragon Claw, causing it to faint. Emmet called Crustle back.

Emmet thought for a good moment, before throwing out two other Pokéballs, Boldore and Garbodor forming. 

"Boldore, Iron Defense! Garbodor, Toxic on Palkia!" Emmet yelled.

Boldure rumbled as a glowing aura surrounded it, and a glowing, metal-esc shield flashed in front of it. Garbodor shot a slimey, purple substance as Palkia, causing it to stumble back and hiss. Dialga's tail began to glow, and it attempted to slam it into Garbodor. "Garbodor, duck and dodge that Iron Tail!", Emmet commanded. It was close, but thankfully, Garbodor was successful in evading the attack.

"Now, use Mud-Slap on Palkia and Focus Blast on Dialga!" 

 Boldore formed a ball of mud in front of it before shooting it at Palkia, landing a solid hit. Garbodor reeled its arm back as it began to glow as well, then landing a solid punch on Dialga. Both legendaries stumbled back. 

Then, Dialga and Palkia growled. Emmet tensed. Surely they were preparing a powerful attack. 

"Both of you, back up!" Emmet shouted "Boldore, Iron Defense again! Protect Garbodor if you must!"

The two Pokémon did as they were told, backing up and preparing for impact. The same shield flashed in front of Boldore as it stepped closer to Garbodor. Then, both legendaries roared, the room shaking as huge forces made their way towards Boldore and Garbodor. Boldore jumped in front of Garbodor, both Pokémon being thrown back, dust kicking up.

"Are you two alright?!" Emmet called out. Those attacks were powerful alright.

Garbodor and Boldore struggled for a moment, but ultimately were ready to keep battling. Emmet let out a sigh of relief, before snapping his gaze back to the battlefield.

"Alright, then! Boldore, use Mud-Slap on Palkia again! Garbodor, use Focus Blast on Dialga again!"

Boldore once again shot a ball of mud at Palkia, Garbodor repeating its powerful punch on Dialga. The two legendary Pokémon reeled back before retaliating. Both of them cracked the ground under both Pokémon.

"Jump!" Emmet yelled. The Pokémon did as they were told, but unfortunately, the ground erupted violently, and they were hit. Emmet winced. That would do quite a bit of damage. Garbodor and Boldore landed and after a moment of struggle, lowered to the ground as they fainted. Emmet returned them to their Pokéballs.

Now, Emmet had to go all out. He grabbed another pair of Pokéballs and tossed them; Excadrill and Haxorus. 

"Haxorus, use Dragon Dance, then Dragon Claw on Palkia! Excadrill, use Earthquake, Haxorus, make sure to jump up to dodge it!" Emmet commanded.

Haxorus growled as a strong aura flashed around it. It charged at Palkia, its claw glowing as it held it back. Excadrill slammed its claws on the ground, causing it to shake and crack. Haxorus jumped up, landing its claws on Palkia, causing it to flinch. The ground broke from under Dialga and Palkia. Haxorus was in the air, but unfortunately, a piece of stray debris flew up and hit it, causing it to stumble to the ground. Excadrill yelped, shocked, and despite Emmet warning Excadrill of an incoming attack, Dialga's tail began to glow silver before it reeled around and smacked Excadrill with its tail, Excadrill flying back.

Palkia and Dialga then screeched, enraged. Their eyes glowed. 

"Haxorus, Excadrill, back up, jump away!" Emmet shouted quickly. The Pokémon attempted to evade the attack, but the legends let out the same aura forces from before, succeeding in hitting Haxorus and Excadrill. Emmet braced himself. That would be super effective against Haxorus. 

When the dust settled, it was revealed that Excadrill had attempted to protect Haxorus. It was hurt, and Haxorus was as well.

"Can both of you still battle?!" Emmet asked the Pokémon.

Despite being visibly worn, both Pokémon shook off the dust, nodding.

Emmet would need to think of a real strategy. Then, he jumped with anticipation.

"Excadrill, use Rock Slide near Dialga, then Earthquake!" Emmet ordered, "Haxorus, jump onto the rocks and use Dragon Tail on Palkia!"

Excadrill waved its claws around, rocks falling from up down onto the ground. Haxorus jumped onto the falling rocks before Excadrill put its claws together, stabbing them into the ground. Haxorus launched itself off of one of the falling rocks and straight for Palkia, its tail now glowing, Haxorus spinning around and hitting Palkia directly. The ground broke from under Dialga and Palkia, causing them to stumble, despite their attempts to retaliate with multiple attacks. Haxorus fell from Palkia's moving form, but thankfully, landed as the ground calmed. 

Palkia and Dialga screeched as they stumbled. 

Emmet tensed. His Pokémon stared at the legendary Pokémon, battered. 

Then, two voices rang out.

"We yield; you have succeeded in beating us in battle." Dialga and Palkia announced, "You and your Pokémon have proved to us your emotion, knowledge and willpower."

Dialga and Palkia, although battered, now stood steady in front of Emmet and his Pokémon. 

Haxorus and Exradrill rang out with victory cries, moving to Emmet's side, nuzzling him. Emmet laughed, patting the Pokémon.

"You all did verrry good!" Emmet took out two Pokéballs from his coat, "Go and rest for now, I promise this will be worth it. Yup!"

Haxorus and Exradrill made noises of contentment before they were returned to their Pokéballs. Emmet tucked the Pokéballs securely into his coat. Looker ran up the stairs, stopping beside Emmet.

"I heard Dialga and Palkia." He exclaimed, "You really did it, then."

"I did." Emmet responded, before looking up to face Dialga and Palkia.

"I am Emmet, and I have won." Emmet stated, "Now please, help me find my brother."

Palkia and Dialga turned to look at each other for a moment, before returning their gaze to Emmet.

"Human. Both of you. There are things happening that have complicated us rulers." Palkia and Dialga said, "We will help you with your wish. However, there are certain circumstances you must be aware of. Will you allow us to proceed?"

Emmet nodded, "Yes. Yes of course." Looker was silent, listening.

"We cannot promise as quick or effective results. We cannot bring Ingo to this place and time. We will send you to the place and time he is in, but it will be up to you to find him." The rulers explained, "We will help you should you be in dire need, and in return, you will help us should we need your aid. Many things are going on, and we have much to do. Do you understand?"

Emmet took a moment to take all of this in. An offer to find Ingo! Was this really happening? He would do anything to find Ingo, and now, an opportunity had finally been opened to him. How could he say no?

Looker faced Emmet, who looked back at him, obviously worried.

"This will be a dangerous feat, and as much as I wish I could, I cannot accompany you." Looker commented, "Are you sure you will be okay?"

Emmet smiled and nodded, "After everything I have done to get here, sir, I think I will be okay."

Then, Emmet once again turned back to Dialga and Palkia

Emmet nodded, "I understand, and I agree to these circumstances."

"Very well then." The Legendary Pokémon demanded, "Should you have any unfinished business, complete it now. You will have a rough landing, so we suggest you find a way to deal with that. Prepare. You will need to do so."

Emmet turned to Looker, "I think I will need to go on my own for now. Can you trust me to do so?"

Looker was still both shocked and very impressed by Emmet's skill. He nodded firmly. "I do. Go on." Then, he smiled, "Just make sure to learn a thing or two about the disruptions in space-time, alright? I'll be keeping an eye on them."

Emmet smiled, and nodded in return. Looker turned away and began to descend the stairs. Emmet wondered what he'd get up to now.

Emmet would need supplies, and a plan. He and his Pokémon would also need rest before tackling such a massive task, along with letting Elesa know. Emmet hoped the Legendary Pokémon would understand. "Dialga, Palkia, give me a day of time and space to prepare." Emmet called out, "Then, I will do what I need to do. Is that alright?"

"So be it." The voices replied.

"Thank you. I am eternally grateful." Emmet answered. And without wasting another second, Emmet turned on his heel and ran. When he made it to the apartment, Elesa immediately knew something was up, by seeing the biggest grin Emmet had had on his face in years, one rivaling the others when he had completed these other destinations on this track. 

Elesa smiled back, "What happened?"

"Elesa, we did it!" Emmet exclaimed, "We summoned and convinced Dialga and Palkia! The Pokémon and I will need rest and to prepare, but we are going to do it! We are going to find Ingo!"

Emmet's eyes were starting to water, and his heart was almost pumping out of his chest. He hadn't been this excited in so long. After a moment of being shocked, soft grin spread across Elesa's face, and she began to blink tears away as well. Elesa stood up and approached Emmet, putting her hands on his shoulders

"Emmet…I think it would be best for me to stay here. If it comes down to it, I'll need back-up for you, as well. If I have to, I'll search for you, next." She affirmed, "I know you want– no, need to do this. I want Ingo back, too. And I'll be supporting you all the way. Just..come back, okay?"

Emmet's smile softened, "I will come back, and with Ingo, too; That is a promise, not just any statement. From the bottom of my heart. Yup!"

Emmet embraced his friend, who hugged him tight. They stood like this for a moment before pulling away.

"The Pokémon and I will need to go rest now. We will awake early in the morning to prepare. I will make sure to speak to you before leaving. Does that sound alright?"

"That sounds perfect." Elesa replied

Emmet nodded, "Alright, then. Goodnight, Elesa. I love you, big sister."

Elesa laughed heartily, "Goodnight, little brother. I love you, too."

Emmet walked into his room and sat down at his desk, releasing Eelektross and Chandelure from their Pokéballs. He needed someone to talk to about this all, someone who would make the journey with him. The two aces hovered to Emmet's side. The Legendary Pokémon had told him of the risks; And that he would need to prepare. Eelektross and Chandelure recognized the look of deep thought on Emmet's face, and the Electric type retrieved a pencil for its trainer, while the Ghost type placed some pieces of paper in front of Emmet on his desk.

Emmet looked at them and smiled, "Thank you- you two always know what to do"

The two Pokémon chimed and gurgled in response. Then, they got to work. After a few hours, Emmet and his Pokémon looked over their plan on paper one more time.

"It is as good as it can get. All safety checks possible have been done." Emmet averred, "Do you two agree?"

Eelektross wagged its tail and Chandelure spinned around, spark-like and ember-esc noises of approval being made.

Emmet smiled, "Then it is settled. We must rest now." Emmet stood up from his desk and stretched, patting the eel and chandelier-like Pokémon. "Thank you both for your help."

Emmet picked up their Pokéballs and returned the aces to them, who were ready to rest. Then, Emmet laid down in his bed, covering up with his blanket.

Tomorrow would be the day that changes everything– and as Emmet fell into sleep, one question flashed through his mind;

What would he dream of tonight?

Chapter 13

Chapter 15

#ASTaD #ASTAD!AU #submas #submas fanfic #submas art #pokémon #pokemon #pokemon black and white #pokemon legends arceus #pokemon fanfiction #pokémon fanfic #pokemon art #pokémon art #submas au #subway master ingo #subway master emmet #subway boss emmet #subway boss ingo #my fanworks #my au #my fanfic #self indulgent #moonlightalpha666 #putting my sister's username because they've been a huge help #she's basically the co-author lol #sister also drew the illustration for this chapter #blankshippers dni

[comeguessmethisriddle]

Oh Shit New MM:FR Stories and A03 Account

Hey folks! I completely forgot that I forgot to share my new A03 account to ya’ll, considering this is my newest Tumblr account and thusly some new friends might be interested in that information.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/ComeGuessMeThisRiddle

Currently I have two Mad Max: Fury Road related one-shots up. ‘Gifts from The Pit’ was a gift for @monsterbrush about my sweet baby boy Pit’s adoption. Meanwhile the newest of the two stories, ‘Painted with Petrol’, is an insight into @burn-your-face-upon-the-chrome‘s character Grunts. This one includes some raunchiness if that is your thing.

Please enjoy if MM:FR related content is your thing!

#fanfiction #my fanfics #my fanworks #my original characters #also not my original characters lol #mad max #Mad Max Fury Road #mmfr #MM:FR #mad max citadel #mad max fanfiction #mad max fanfic #mad max fury road fanfic

[granny-griffin]

Hawks the sock man! @o-lei-o-lai-o-lord suggested the concept to me ages ago and I couldn’t get it out of my head

#bnha #the wingfeather saga #mha #keigo takami #wingfeather saga #bnha fanart #salt and light #my fanworks

[angsty-prompt-hole]

My Fanworks (Mobile-Friendly Version)

Here, you’ll find a list of my fanwork WIPs, a general description of what they’re about, the fandom they’re for, and their AO3 link if they are up in any capacity.

Updated: 1/7/2024

After the Credits Roll (Scream): Kirby Reed was angry. She’d been stabbed, left to die, and had barely won the fight for her life in the aftermath. Now, she’s fighting for a sense of normalcy, and she’s fighting against the anger and resentment that seem to haunt her like the memories of that night. Even after she’s able to find a purpose that takes her away from Woodsboro, something lingers, a nagging paranoia that things aren’t over yet. When she hears the news of another set of Ghostface murders, her life seems to spiral out of control again, and what little stability she was able to create for herself shatters like glass. She resolves to end things, once and for all, no matter what it takes.

Takes place between Scream 4 and Scream 6, canon-compliant until it diverges into a Scream 6 AU.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45681874

The Cutting Room Floor (Scream): A collection of one-shots taking place all across the franchise and featuring many different characters.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46526638

By the Stars (Doctor Who): A collection of one-shots primarily focused around Donna Noble.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50203612

How to Domesticate a Time Lord (Doctor Who): A collection of post-The Giggle one-shots exploring the everyday lives of the Nobles + the Doctor who now lives in their backyard.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52206263

Passion Burns (Doctor Who): A night out at the bar takes a harrowing turn when Donna suddenly finds herself under the influence of a powerful aphrodisiac.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52837117

There’s Always a Sequel (Scream): Description pending. My version of Kevin Williamson’s original idea for Scream 5, in which Jill survives the events of Scream 4, Sidney gets amnesia so Jill gets away with the massacre, and goes to college with Kirby. There, someone who knows Jill was actually behind the Scream 4 murders taunts her and she’s forced to kill to keep her secret.

Link:

ANOES Requel Idea (A Nightmare On Elm Street): Description pending. An ancient script idea I had for a potential sequel that would see Freddy passing the torch to someone new, as well as some other things. Needs a massive overhaul since I haven’t touched this idea since I was 15, but it will probably happen.

Link:

Untitled Nancy and Kirsty as Roommates Story (A Nightmare on Elm Street/Hellraiser): Description pending. I once saw an AU idea where Kirsty Cotton and Nancy Thompson were roommates in college and then my brain made up a story about it.

Link:

Untitled Doctor Who fic (Doctor Who): The Doctor and Donna find themselves in an underwater aquarium where something deadly is stalking the halls. While the Doctor attempts to solve this mystery, the situation becomes dire and Donna is put in the line of fire. What does this creature want? Why is it attacking guests and guards alike? And what does it have to do with the aquarium itself?

Link:

#my writing #my fanworks

[dani474]

I literally could not stop thinking about this yesterday night and made this.

Made on Canva, free version.

#naruto #sns #fan art #i hadnt made any digital collages like this until i tried yesterday and it was a lot of fun #ive never actually made fan art for any of my fandoms before because i dont draw #but OH YEAH this is a great medium for me #my post #mine.img #my fanworks

[fenris-ranger]

(obsessively knocking out all my wips before Power of the Doctor)

Recessional (n): a hymn or musical piece at the conclusion of a service your time is heading to its end I can't. Why not? i wish this could go on forever.

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[zivilzz]

I don’t know where we are in the grand scheme of things, but I just wanna be hugging you tonight. 💔

(A painting I made inspired by Romantic Encounter by Mihaly von Zichy)

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[cherryberrynice]

Can I have a Dean/Benny fic about shaving with straight razors?

Dean's pretty sure that there are some people out there who would say that letting a vamp at his neck with a razor-sharp - well, razor - is one of the craziest things he's ever done. Which, really, shows piss-poor risk assessment skills because it's not like he doesn't let this particular vamp near his throat on a regular basis, with teeth at least as sharp as any straight razor, no matter how well-honed that razor might be.

There is, somehow, something more vulnerable about this, Dean acknowledges to himself. In sitting here, stretched out in the chair they've dragged into the bathroom, head back, a warm towel draped over his face. He can hear Benny moving around, socked feet soft on the tile a whisper under the music on the record player. Which means Benny's deliberately making enough noise to be easily tracked instead of doing the silent cat thing that always startles the crap out of Dean.

Benny hums along, coming over to rest his hands on Dean's shoulders. "How you doing, cheri?" he asks.

"Good," Dean says. There's a warm haze from just. Relaxing under a warm towel. The smell of citrus and salt from the oil Benny had smoothed through his beard. The cozy little cave he's hanging out in.

Benny hums. Gives Dean's shoulders a gentle squeeze before taking the towel off. Dean blinks slowly at the light. Benny leans over him and kisses him soft, upside down. Smooths his hands down Dean's whiskers before Benny picks up the razor. Benny handles it with a confidence you can only get with several centuries of experience, before laughing ruefully and reaching for the shaving cream first. His hands are efficient, and if anyone were watching it would be impossible to miss that his hands are intimately familiar with the planes of Dean's face.

Dean feels his breath come out in a long exhale, trying to stay relatively in place while Benny smooths the cream over his face. Benny's hands are steady and capable. Dean lets his eyes flicker shut again.

"Ready?" Benny asks, voice a low burr.

Dean grunts a response, letting Benny tilt his head back, position it with his throat long and outstretched. The first touch of the razor to his skin is always a bit of a shock, feels the cool, bright metal touch his neck and the split second it takes for his body to scroll through the responses ingrained by a lifetime of hunting. There must have been a blip in his heart rate, because Benny pauses, waiting for it to settle out.

"All good?" Benny asks.

Dean doesn't nod or anything because razor, but he lets his hand fall so he can awkwardly pat Benny's knee encouragingly.

"Right then," Benny says, gliding the blade across Dean's skin in a first, expert pass.

Dean makes a noise of approval in his chest, and lets himself sink into it. Drift. Benny's big hands on his skin, on his neck, on his face, turning his face this way and that. Always making sure Dean's skin is pulled taught for the next pass. The rasp of the blade against hair, the flick of foam being released from the blade, Benny's hands on his skin. It's all hypnotic.

It feels, somehow, more vulnerable than sex. Than Benny's face, his mouth, his still-blunt teeth, pressed to Dean's skin as he gasps out endearments in a variety of tongues.

Sometimes Dean feels most naked when he's fully clothed.

He lets himself drift a bit. If you'd told him ten years ago he'd be able to - to want to - drowse while a vampire maneuvered a straight razor along the curve of his jaw, Dean would have laughed his ass off.

Benny moves steadily, constantly, humming a bit as he cleans up Dean's upper lip. The entire shave takes forever and no time at all. But if he had to guess, Dean would say probably 20 minutes. Of Benny moving so carefully and precisely, turning Dean's head when he needs it.

Benny runs his hands across Dean's face, palms and pads of his fingers searching for anything he missed. Which he didn't, of course, but Dean doesn't exactly mind the touch.

"Like a baby's bottom," Benny says, and Dean groans.

"Dude," he says. Opens his eyes to look up at Benny, looming over him from behind his head.

Benny grins and taps Dean's nose, running the tap so he can wet a fresh towel with warm water and glide it over Dean's skin, getting rid of any residue.

"We done?" Dean asks, but he doesn't make any move to get up.

"Sure," Benny snorts. But he's tipping aftershave into his palms, pressing them soft and even to Dean's neck, to his jaw.

Dean tries not to preen a bit but it's just. It's nice. It's really nice. He still feels soft with vulnerability and his skin is soft and clean and Benny's hands are gentle. "Hey," Dean says, because there's a warm, fluttering weight in his chest that seems suddenly imperative. He's 99% sure Benny knows, but Dean just. Dean takes a long, deep breath, and it smells like soap and shaving lotion and citrus. "You know--" and Dean peters out there, uncertain as to what exactly it is he wants to say. Dean coughs. Benny is bending over him from above his head, and the angle of the light shadowing his eyes. "You know--" Dean says, scrambling for words.

Benny's smile is long and slow and so fucking beautiful that Dean's breath catches a little. Maybe. Could be.

"I do," Benny says. "Know."

Dean swallows. "And do you?" He's again 99% sure Benny does, but.

Benny huffs out a laugh. Traces gentle fingers across Dean's face. "So much more than I thought I was still capable of," he says.

Dean fights the urge to roll his eyes, because that's sweet but it's also dumb, because of course Benny is capable of love, what the fuck. Instead he just reaches up to catch the back of Benny's neck and tug him down. "Duh," Dean says, but it's kind, fingers curling into the back of Benny's neck as he tugs him down into an upside-down kiss.

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