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Woman in Red CH 11/?

Chapter 11: Mogren Beach

Series Summary: She's a very successful woman who can't seem to find a partner that can keep up with her. He is just wanting to find someone who likes him for HIM, not his fame. Neither of them are prepared for what hits them when she walks into that coffee shop.

Chapter Warnings: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, Unprotected PiV (play safe ya'll!), Angst, fellatio,

A/N: In this story, I make no mention of birth control or condoms or STI's. Please, darlings, please love yourself enough to protect yourself appropriately when you have sex. <3

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Chapter 11: Mogren Beach

Their stopover in Iceland was fun. A driver took the five of them in a limo, possibly the only one on the island, to see the Bridge Between Continents. It was an actual foot bridge that spanned a fissure between the North American and Eurasian tectonic plates. After they went to the Blue Lagoon for about four hours, Aya treated them all to facials and in-water massages and bought them all lunch. They left all noodly and relaxed. When they climbed into the limo, Stacey plopped down next to Austin and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

“A girls gotta nap after that, especially if she’s gotta fly the plane.” She closed her eyes and snuggled into his chest. Austin, having little choice in the matter, just shrugged and pulled her close. Charlie sat down on his other side and he offered his arm to her as well. She smiled at him and snuggled in too, though because of her height, she leaned back more on his shoulder. His eyes felt heavy too as the car started. Aya and Shaya talked in quiet tones across from them.

When they get to the plane, Stacey’s eyes pop open. She stretches, kisses a groggy Austin hard on the mouth, then literally bounds from the car to start preflight checks.

Aya giggles and gets out as Austin rubs his eyes, Charlie plants a kiss on his cheek and gets out too.

Shaya shakes their head. “That girl is like a damn fairy, I’ll tell you what. But maybe that’s what makes her such a good pilot,” they smile at Austin. “She likes you, that’s not always the case. She’s picky. I like you too, you are a good man. But I need to tell you, I love Aya like a sister, so don’t you fuck her up.”

“It is my deepest intent not to do so,” he says seriously. “I am” he hesitates, “well let’s say I’m coming to care for her too.”

“Mmm, hmmm, just be mindful, she’s more fragile than she wants to let on.” Shaya pats his knee kindly then follows their cohort to the plane.

“What was Shaya telling you?” Aya asks, taking his hand as he finally emerges from the vehicle. “Just how much they love you,” he smiles, “everyone seems to. Love you that is.” His eyes go soft as he looks at her.

She looks at him briefly, smiling, before quickly looking down. It only takes an instant for her inner self to recognize what those words and that gaze mean. She’s seen makeshift attempts before, but only once was it true. Only once before did it pierce her heart, and it ended up tearing her soul. And she was not about to repeat that shit, nope, nope, nope. She shoves those thoughts aside and looks back at him with a smile.

Aya’s seemingly bashful glance down seems uncharacteristic of her. She is shaking her head and he could see the pink rising in her face. Weird, her self confidence is usually all encompassing, why did the mention of people loving her make her curl inward. He is about to lift her chin when she looks at him with a huge fake smile. “Let’s go”, is all she says.

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The rest of the flight to Montenegro was uneventful. Unless you count that Stacey invited Austin into the cockpit. To be fair, he was genuinely interested, having learned to fly old B-17’s for his stint on Masters of the Air. He had a basic understanding of flight and asked relevant questions. It fucking turned her on.

“This is what autopilot was literally invented for, thank you Lawrence Sperry,” she flipped the switch and practically leapt onto him, straddling his lap as he sat in the jumpseat behind hers.

“Whoa, Stacey, we should check with Aya first, sweetheart, ” Austin said, turned on himself, but still feeling weird about all this freedom with sex.

“I told you she’d eat you alive,” said Aya from behind them. Her arms came around his neck. “You are not beholden to me Austin, fuck her if you’d like.” She leaned in to kiss his ear. ‘Good,’ she thinks, ‘let Stacey distract him.’ He grabbed her hand, holding it to his chest.

“Yes, fuck me if you’d like,” Stacey’s smile was sweet but her eyes are pure wolf. She was grinding on his hard cock as her pencil skirt rode high on her hips.

He did.

She didn’t even take her underwear off, just pulled them to the side after pulling him out of his joggers. She was fast and hard and furious, but quieter this time, not wanting to disturb Shaya in the bunks just behind the cockpit. Aya stayed and held his hand the whole time, kissing his neck, whispering how hot it was telling him to watch as her tight little slit swallowed him whole. He thrust up into her again and again. After she came, she got off him, his still hard cock bouncing.

“You got him from here, yeah Aya?” She said kissing her then settling back down to fly the plane.

“Indeed,” she pulled him off the seat as he tried to tuck himself back into his pants. He wasn’t sure he liked fucking Stacey, she kinda kept using him and leaving him hanging. Although right now it didn't matter, because Aya was coaxing him to the bedroom. Aya was kissing him. Aya was rubbing her pussy back and forth on his hand to show her how wet watching them had made her. Aya was laying back offering herself to his pleasure. Aya was gripping him, shaking with the force of her orgasm. Legs, arms and cunt wrapped around him as he spilled into her yet again. Aya was holding him to her breast and stroking his hair. Aya, all for Aya.

When they emerged, Charlie fed them. He read his script, making notes in the margins. Aya did some work on her laptop. Soon they were landing, parking and going through customs, all of them.

They piled into a big SUV, for about a half hour through the dark countryside, dotted with billboards that floated into the view of the headlights and winked out again. They went through a tunnel and shortly after, they entered what looked like a resort town and stopped at a fancy apartment building. After getting keycards from the front desk, they rode the elevator up.

“Ding” they stopped at the topmost floor.

“This is us” says Shaya, pressing her cheek to Aya, making kissing noises, then does the same to Austin.

Stacey pulled him down to her for a deep french kiss before turning on her heel and dragging her bag out into the hall. Charlie pressed her full lips to his ,”night night” she said sweetly and left.

Why they were doing this here and not in the hallway, Austin didn’t know or question. He had gotten quickly past wondering why this crew did all the things they did. Austin made to pick up his bag and follow them.

“Nope,” said Aya, pressing her keycard to the pad in the elevator. The doors closed and Austin looks at the panel of buttons then at her, confused. They were at the top, weren’t they?

She just pointed up as the elevator rose further and then opened onto a dark covered patio. She steps out, pressing her keycard to another pad on the wall.

“Sasha, turn on the lights and open the door please,” she says loudly.

The lights come on inside a wall of windows that he hadn’t even registered, the door to his left clicks open. The patio is covered in plants and potted trees, a sunning deck is off to the right. He can just make out patio furniture in the dark. The darkness of the ocean is all he can see beyond.

She beckons him in. The foyer has an inlaid mosaic on the floor, a coat closet to the left, a bedroom and bathroom directly across from the main door. A wide hallway leads to the right. It is lined with full bookshelves on its left and the glass windows looking out on the patio to the right. It opens into a beautiful modern kitchen with white cabinets and sleek lines. There is a huge black marble two level island with a sink in the middle with bar height seating across the back.

The room has a vaulted ceiling and extends into a dining space where a black topped table with white chairs sits. Past that is the living space with a huge curved white couch, a thick black rug covers most of the white stone floor and a big abstract black and white painting hangs on the wall. The floor to ceiling windows extend the whole wall to the right, broken only by a double sided gas fireplace that serviced the patio as well. The far wall across the end of the room was also nothing but windows and standing in the corner was a pearl white grand piano.

“Wow, this is lovely Aya. What made you decide to buy a place here?" he asks as he sets down his bag.

“Do you remember when you were in my work apartment that first night and I told you that I own a few buildings you couldn’t see from there?”

He just nods.

“Well, you can see one of them now,” she opens her arms.

“The whole building?” he is a little flabbergasted. He knew upscale and this building was it.

“Yup, the crew is in a three bedroom unit downstairs that I rent out as a VRBO, along with several others, but this is my Mediterranean Sanctuary, only I stay here.”

“Oh, well I’ll go see about getting a room then,” he teases, picking up his bag, “I suppose Charlie might be willing to share.”

“Ok, ok, me and my guests,” she rolls her eyes trying to cover the unnervingly possessive feeling that just sprouted from his words.

Austin chuckles as Aya goes to the fridge. It’s filled with her favorite fresh local things. She needed to give her housekeeper an extra bonus. She pours sparkling water from a big glass bottle into a stemless wine glass, offering one to Austin as well. They wander into the living space.

“Do you play?” he indicates the piano.

“I did as a kid, but my teacher kinda messed it up for me.” Aya says sitting on the wide bench and flipping the fallboard open.

“Oh no! What happened.” Austin sits next to her.

“Oh she just yelled a lot when I didn’t practice, which made stubborn little me want to practice less.” She plays a chord, the piano perfectly in tune. “ She told me I could be a concert pianist, that I was progressing so fast. But even if it could have been a passion for me, her attitude made me quit.” She plays a volley of notes that stream into Vivaldi’s Summer. She abruptly stops, looking at Austin and shrugging.

“That is horrible.” he says, laying his fingers on the keys, “I mean, she was, not your playing." He wraps his arms around her waist, planting a loving kiss on her forehead, "you just keep amazing me, at every turn.”

“C’mon, I’ll show you the rest,” she pulls away from him, her heart pressing against her chest. She doesn't want to feel this way, she tells herself.

There are double doors on the wall behind the dining table. It opens up into a huge bedroom dominated by a massive wooden four poster bed. Each corner has an ornately carved pillar. In contrast to the stark black and white of the other rooms, this room is decorated in complex reds and deep browns and light creams. There is a Moroccan flair to the decor with rich, lavish fabrics, carved wooden pieces and elaborate wall sconces. There is a rug so thick you could sink your toes completely into it, if you tried. There are two doors to the left, each ornamented above with subtle moorish arches. One to the big bathroom, the other to the walk-in closet. To the right was, shockingly, more windows with thick curtains tied to each side and billowing out in graceful curves. Situated in front of the glass is a massive clawfoot tub, big enough for two people, possibly three if one was Stacey-sized.

“This was supposed to be a three bedroom penthouse, but I insisted that they make this big master suite instead. I don’t need that many bedrooms," Aya explains as she shows him the bathroom.

“I feel like I’m on an old hollywood movie set, Casablanca or something,” he says with a smile, pulling her in close.

She supposes she could toss out that famous line, but just now she can't remember what it is. Austin is simply too close, smells too good, is too distracting. She stays in his embrace this time. Her heart pounding in her chest, swelling despite her wishes. The heart wants what the heart wants.

They decided they were tired enough to at least try to sleep, considering the local time was nearly 1:30 AM. She again offered him the spare bedroom, in case he wanted some space. Usually, she preferred it that way, needing her own space, but she was finding his company was easy. Filled with calm quiet spaces that, oddly, she didn’t feel the need to fill.

“Why would I pass up the opportunity to be fucked in my sleep?” he teases her. “No really, please fuck me in my sleep anytime you want,” he says seriously.

“Oh I don’t think I want to wait until you are asleep,” she puts her arms around his shoulders, pulling him in for a kiss. A kiss that ended up with Austin seeing just how luxurious the carpet really was and just how deep he could get his toes into the pile.

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The next day, the rising sun pierces into the room and right into their faces between the forgotten curtains. They hunker down into the sheets, both mentally cursing.

When they do get up, the sun has crept across the room. They eat a quick breakfast and set out to see Budva and walk off some of the jet lag. They walk the old town and have lunch there. They don’t see the three others at all.

“They like to do their own thing.” she comments when he asks, “Sometimes Charlie likes to hang out by the marina. She has a thing for boats. Shaya is shopping or hiking, I'd bet my life on it. Stacey is likely sleeping in so she can haunt the bars later, she likes to troll for men.” Aya says, she thinks of all the times she has joined in on those one night stands. They don’t seem as appealing as they used to.

The walk to Mogren Beach is less than 15 minutes. There are a moderate amount of people out today. They sunbathe for a while, then he drags her out to the deeper water to play and swim in the crystal clear waters.

Aya tries to keep herself in check in this public place. The water dripping and sparkling off his bare chest, and his muscles rippling, makes it tough. But more than anything, seeing him laugh makes her yearn for him. She finds it unnerving and delicious all at the same time.

At one point, she leaps on him, trying to dunk him. Caught unawares he goes under. He turns, grabs her and erupts from the water, tossing her. Her arms flail and splash as she too, goes under. She comes up sputtering and laughing. He is right there, pulling her up into his arms. Salty seawater flavors his tongue as it sweeps against her bottom lip. Her legs wrap around his waist in the water, pressing herself needily against him. They both forget entirely where they are. They both are ready to pull aside their respective suit bottoms and fuck right there, despite the universal knowledge that water is a terrible lubricant.

“Aya,” he breathes his blue eyes shimmering like the surface of the water, “I- I -”

“Ohmigawd! are you like, Austin Butler?” A young woman, barley not a teenager, is on a float raft and paddling towards them.

Austin lets out a breath, turning toward the young fan with his practiced smile. Thankful for the fact that the water was deep enough to hide his hard-on.

He is practically the archetype of humility and politeness as she gushes about his performances and flirts with him openly. He asks her name and where she is from; kind to his core. He smiles and waves his little finger-tip wave towards a couple other girls who titter and refuse to approach. Their phones are out and pointed towards the three of them. The girl asks if he would pose for the cameras. He goes to put his arm around Aya, who is patiently waiting beside him. As the girl turns, she ‘accidentally’ falls off into the water in front of him triggering the oldest of male instincts. He puts out his arms to catch her. The girl thrashes in the water, screaming that she can’t swim, then is clinging to him with her arms around his neck.

“Whoa, whoa, it’s ok, you can touch here.” He grabs her wrist and peels her arms away from him, setting her on her feet.

Aya, who has been utterly ignored in this interaction, scoffs and tries not to roll her eyes as the girl nearly cries about how he saved her life.

“No, no it was nothing, you would've been fine, it was nice to meet you,” he dismisses her, with a nod of his head and turns back to Aya. The girl grabs her raft and starts back to her friends. Half way there she is saying loudly, “Did you see that, holy fuck I could totally feel it, it was so big. Oh my god!” As though Austin and Aya can’t hear.

“You wanna go?” Aya asks, seeing Austin’s cheeks turn red.

Austin takes a big breath and nods, “Yeah, I’m sorry, we’d better. That was….” he shakes his head in disbelief.

They make their way back to the beach. Austin’s mouth is a grim line as he watches the shoreline for cameras and protectively holds Aya’s hand. He is mentally kicking himself that he let his guard down. He’d gotten so comfortable, so focused on Aya, that he had forgotten himself, quite literally. How could he be so stupid.

He stomps up to their pile of things, pulling a towel out quickly. He tosses it around her shoulders before yanking one around himself. He knows that if he’s outed here, it’ll be a matter of minutes before lenses will be focused on them. “Whoa there sailor,” says Aya holding up a hand, “we aren’t in any hurry.” She lets the unneeded towel fall off her shoulders. It was like his fun self had been doused with cold water.

“I just want to protect you,” he says, fumbling in his haste to pull her towel back up.

“Austin,” she puts her hand on his cheek, “I’ve made it this far in life, I’m not worried about some teenage shenanigans.”

“It’s not that,” he looks hard into her eyes, trying to silently make up for his lack.

“What is it then,” her voice is curious.

“It’s you,” he looks at the blue sky, trying to figure out what he even means, “I just…”

“Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?” Aya’s eyes narrow at him.

“What!?” his eyes flick back to hers, brows stitched together, “Why would you even think…”. He blows out an exasperated breath. He’s more upset at the idea, than at her for thinking it. “Look, can we just get back to the apartment and talk about it in private,” he snaps.

“Sure,” she says, her lips pursed. Suddenly, she is very upset. Maybe it’s his snapping at her after being so sweet to that stupid girl. Or maybe it's just his assuming she needed his protection. Silently and quickly, they gather their things and leave. He tries to take her hand, but she steps out ahead of him, out of reach. Her mind starts hamster-wheeling stupid things, dredging up those old fucking tapes again: she isn’t pretty enough, young enough, thin enough. God dammit, she thought those were dead, buried, burned! She is more mad at herself for those thoughts than anything else. Seeing a crack form in the chained iron box, buried in layers of denial and old scars, locked in the dark cell in the depths of her mental dungeon, her fear tries to wiggle its way to the surface. ‘What else might he dredge from the catacombs?’ it says. She forcibly shoves it away, but not before tears begin to sting her eyes.

Austin swears softly under his breath. He follows her retreating form. He isn’t sure what just happened or why he was snapping at her. This kind of incident, being approached by strangers, was his current life. In truth, it was rarely that bad, but maybe she couldn’t handle his fame? He rejects the thought immediately. Ridiculous, she was far too outgoing and definitely too confident for that. Was she jealous of that girl, that child? How could she be? Literally yesterday she had encouraged him, then watched as he fucked someone else. She told him it turned her on. She had said he wasn’t beholden to her. Shaya had said she was more fragile than she wanted to let on. Maybe he should let that come to the surface before he told her just how much she had affected him, just how much he wanted to be ‘beholden’ to her.

The walk back was silent, at first her steps were rapid and angry as they walked the trail between the rock cliff and the sea. It wasn’t as if she was trying to get away from him. In reality, she was actually trying to outpace her own thoughts. By the time they got to the city park, three blocks from the building, she had slowed down as though she had outwalked her initial reactions. She wipes the tears she hadn’t acknowledged yet with the back of her hand, then holds it out behind her, toward Austin, hoping he’ll take it.

Her fast pace was surprising to him, but not hard to keep up with. He stayed a pace or two behind her, letting her lead, letting her fume. He wasn’t sure where he was going at any rate. After the first five minutes he decided there had to be more to her reaction than he realized, that he would just wait and let her lead this. He knew that he was actually mad at himself for putting them in a position like that, for forgetting where they were and what could happen.

‘It’s not like we were in real danger,’ he thinks to himself. ‘There was little I could do differently, besides ignore that girl.’ He starts to talk himself off the ledge of his anger.

He really tried to not let his fame stop him from doing things, albeit with differing levels of success. But he had been dealing with this in some capacity all his life, she had not. He could’ve at least warned her or explained instead of being tight and upset. Instead he was pretending that he was just a normal nobody the whole time he was with her. It was all he wanted when he was with her, to just be a guy. Maybe, he thought as they walked in silence, just maybe that girls’ interruption was a sign that he should slow down. Fuck, what he had nearly confessed to Aya in that moment! Her pace slowed so gradually that he didn't notice it until her hand reached for him. He closes the gap instantly, threading his fingers gently with hers, grateful for the peace offering. His fingers touch the wetness on the back of her hand. He is jolted with the realization that she had been crying.

When his hand laces into hers, a breath she didn't know she was holding escapes her lungs and her shoulders release. She keeps walking, leading him in through the palm trees, rubber plants and weeping figs to a spot she knows. She slows to a stop in the shade of a tall nettle tree, surrounded by hedges.

“I’m sorry Austin,” she says, to his surprise. “I know you are not embarrassed to be seen with me.”

“Oh my god no,” his hand nearly leaps to caress her cheek, “whatever would I have to be embarrassed about, Aya? You are so beautiful, smart, adventurous, confident and totally amazing.”

“Yeah well, clearly not all the time,” she leans into his hand, “I just let some old bullshit get the better of me, that’s all. Can you forgive me?” He tilts her face up and she finally looks at him, her eyes slightly red with tears.

“There is nothing to forgive, Aya, we all have old bullshit that gets the better of us sometimes.” His plush lips press softly and briefly onto hers. “And I’m sorry too.”

Her eyebrows crease in a frown. “For what?” He can’t possibly mean for those girls, he didn’t make them do that?

“For snapping at you, for letting my guard down,” he answers looking up, “for not paying attention to what was going on around us.”

“Thank you for the apology Austin” she says simply.

“I should’ve… I don’t know…” He looks back down to her, “been better prepared or something. They aren’t usually that…invasive.” He shakes his head, still beating himself up. “And there will be photos, Aya.”

“What on earth could you have done, you can’t control other people,” she says matter of factly. “Fuck the photos. I’ve had photos taken of me before. What are we going to do, hide forever? Never go out for dinner or get groceries or go to the movies or enjoy an outing? Live like hermits?”

Groceries, dinner, movies, we, forever: these words stick sharp in his mind. These words are couple words, partner words. His heart leaps as his mind begins flashing spontaneous scenes involving those words, a potential future that sparks so much joy in him. He gives his head a little shake to bring him back to the here and now.

“You are right, I know better, they can’t dictate our lives,” he sighs, 'hopefully our life, someday’ he thinks.

She hears the slight longing in the word ‘our’. Shit, what did she start? But she suppresses on.

“I am well aware of your status and that people will recognize you. I’m sure there are measures to be taken. Let me add to your list of my supposed qualities: I’m also stubborn. I refuse to let other people’s behavior dictate to me where I go and what I do. How do you think I got where I am?”

“Yes, of course. It's just, we were having such a good track record and I got lulled into a false sense of security. I’m so sorry, I just feel I should have-” she touches his lips with her finger.

“Should’ve, would’ve could’ve,” she says softly, ignoring the pet name, “it’s done now and there is nothing to be sorry about.”

“Well I was snappy at you,” he says against her finger, pleading into her eyes.

“And I forgive you.” her hand slides to his jaw, “So stop beating yourself up over nothing. Okay?”

“Okay,” his eyes soften into hers. In the space of one breath, he sees that the very thing that might have driven a wedge between them, instead has him falling deeper.

The look in his eyes says it all. She knows exactly what is happening and try as she might, she feels it too. She should run, says her protective half, run to her penthouse and lock it behind her. Hide, run, evade, anything to stop this descent. But she is rooted to the spot like the trusty trees around her, so she falls, kicking, clawing but oh so quietly.

The walk back was meandering, quiet and hand in hand. They made a stop at a restaurant on the way, getting take-out as neither of them felt like cooking and both were famished.

They ate an early dinner on the terrace, after taking separate but quick showers. Neither of them said much more other than to comment on the food or the view.

Austin stood and picked up the plates. He was standing at the sink when Aya came in a few minutes later, wondering where he had gone. He had a sink full of bubbles and was washing dishes by hand despite the fact that the dishwasher was standing at the ready. She didn’t question it, only hoped that this dish-washer might also be ready and willing.

She comes up behind him, wrapping her arms around him and lays her cheek on his back.

“Are you tired?” she asks. It’s early evening but jet lag and the events of the day might dictate an early night.

“Not really,” he says softly, rinsing a dish in the hot stream of water.

“Me neither,” she just wants to feel close to him after their pseudo argument. Though to be honest, just touching him makes her flame.

Cleaning up was one of those things that sometimes he just found himself doing. Especially when he felt emotional or his brain felt disorderly. It was at least something he could control. He is deep in his own zen and bubbles, when he feels her hands skim his waist. It’s the first touch she’s extended, other than hand holding, since their fight. If they could call it a fight, it was more one on one combat between themselves and their own demons that happened to catch the other in the crossfire.

The feel of her hands ignites him. Normally, he doesn’t like how manipulative ‘make up’ sex feels. He’s had girlfriends that used it against him. But this didn’t feel like that, they had actually talked and each had taken responsibility.

“Mmm, why do you have something in mind?” he says, scrubbing the last dish and leaning slightly into her. He just wants the perceived distance between them to be nil again.

“Maybe after you are done here, if you are willing…” she lets the sentence hang in the air, her fingertips lightly dancing on his hips bones.

“Willing to….” he knows, but he wants to hear her say it.

"I’d like to be with you, feel your skin next to mine,” she doesn’t want to push and won’t if he isn’t up for it yet. She realizes with a sense of shock that she would be down for just cuddling. She feels depleted from the events of the day and just wants to get her brain back to a sense of normalcy, something simple and familiar.

He had the feeling, she was placing the offer down in front of him gingerly. She wasn’t trying to seduce him into it, rather she was simply stating that she was willing if he was. It's hot, hotter than if she was trying to smooth things over with sex or goad him into intimacy.

“You would, huh?” his voice slips deep as he rinses the final dish and sets it in the rack to dry. “I’d like that, maybe out there,” he nods to the terrace. He turns in her arms after drying his hands and pulls her in close. He tilts her chin up with a gentle forefinger, smelling like bubbles, “I want your skin on mine too,” he says.

Then his mouth is on hers, gently pressing a long, soft kiss. It melts her, nearly buckling her knees. She had tried, really tried, not to care if he said no. This was her usual M.O. after all. But when his hands are bunching up the hem of her dress and peeling it off her, she realizes just how worried she was that he may not want her after their conflict.

“I know how much you like being naked outside.” His smile wipes away any doubt.

The sun was just starting to go down. Every inch of Aya’s skin was bathed in golden light. The sideways slant of the sun casting shadows into the valleys of Austin’s muscular and very naked torso. His shirt was left canoodling with her dress inside. The warm evening breeze pulled her hair away from her face as she let him lead her out to the terrace. He stops, turns and pulls her in for a deeper kiss. His fingers tangle in her hair as his tongue petitions for entrance, which Aya gladly gives, sinking herself into his strong arms. They kiss for a long time, slowly getting bolder with one another until the puffing breath from their nostrils eddy against one another’s cheeks. Little moans pass between their vibrating chests.

“You know what I would like, if you are ok with it?” he asks after finally pulling away from her, voice a little tentative and his teeth playing with his bottom lip, “I want your mouth on me, please.“ He glances at the tent of his cock in his comfy linen drawstring pants. He had foregone underwear after his shower. “And uh… I don’t need to be all aggressive this time, I just want you to do what you do.” He still has a hint of guilt, feeling like he got out of control that first time.

“Austin, look at you asking for a blowjob.” she smiles, teasing only a little. “Yes, oh yes please. And for the record, again, I like it when you take control.” She locks onto his eyes as she lowers herself down to sit on the big round outdoor couch, “I want you to enjoy it knowing that I like it too. Honest, it’s hotter for me when I know I’m driving you a little crazy.”

“Really?,” his voice is husky. The sight of her in front of him is reminiscent of a devotee. It is more arousing than he wants it to be. “You like it that much? You don’t mind me…” he put his hands on either side of her head.

“Really,” she says matter of factly, placing her palm on his hand and nuzzling in reassurance, “I love the feel of my mouth being full. And of this pretty cock gliding over my tongue.” Her hand grazes his cloth-covered tip, “ I like it when you cum all over me too. “

“You don’t feel like I’m using you?” he asks, still cautious.

“No, not at all. Austin, it actually turns me on. Besides I don’t think you’d ever make me feel used. Not even when your eyes go nearly black and I can tell all you want is to drive into me over and over, because all I want is to let you. But if you aren’t going to take control, at least tell me if it feels good, that you are liking what I’m doing. Just to pet my ego a little.”

Her cheeky smirk as her fingers catch the drawstring at his hips sends electricity down his spine. She pulls the waist around his now hard cock, letting the fabric fall around his feet.

“Yes Ma’am.” he replies, gently running his fingers over her flowing blonde hair. He can’t help but marvel at her beauty. Not Hollywood perfection fake beauty, but real lived-in gorgeousness that has seen things, done things and wants more of both. The way her bountiful tits glow in the last light of day and the shadows accentuate the dip of her waist. The faint stretch marks on her hips and breasts look like tiger stripes and make her all the more sexy for her unabashed acceptance of them.

As the glory of him is revealed in the last golden rays of the day, she can’t help but think just how Adonis-like he looks. Blood rushes, tingling, to her core. God, maybe it’s the light or the angle, but either way she marvels at just how pretty his cock really is up close. He was long, maybe one and a half of her hands palm to fingertips; fingertips that don’t quite reach all the way around to her thumb when she encircles him. The prominent ridge up the underside is crisscrossed with little blue veins in his light skin, drawing her eye up to his perfectly proportioned head. His head that leans slightly to the right, blushed a rose colored pink and was adorned with a glittering clear jewel that welled at his tiny hole. It was as if it was sculpted by Michelangelo, if he had been born now and unashamed of his love for cock.

“God, you turn me on so much,” he pets her head, “I don’t think I can see straight.”

“Well for this, seeing isn’t integral,” she counters before pushing her wetted lips over his cock. Her mouth is soft at first, the tip of her tongue licking lazy circles around his tip, spreading his pre-cum in her mouth. She inhales through her nose, his velvety tip is like heaven on her tongue. She nestles his head onto the roof of her mouth. The corona of him hooked gently against the back of her teeth as the middle of her tongue caresses his underside.

“Oh I disagree,” his voice husky with desire, “watching you is fundamental to the entire pro- ah-ah-cess.” His word breaks into pieces as the vacuum of her mouth slowly increases as does the depth of his cock down her tongue.

Eyes closed, she slowly glides her mouth and hand up and down him, twisting slightly at the end. Her tongue flicks double time, working his length. After a few minutes that are peppered with his ‘Oh Yes’s and ‘just like that’s, she pulls off him with a gentle pop. Her eyes flutter open to find his own staring down at her, brows furrowed slightly and his nostrils flaring in want, in need. They both breathe in shakily. Her eyes narrow and her lip curls. The air between them pressurized with sensuality.

“Fuck, Aya,” his legs shake slightly, “how do you do that?”

“Do what, Austin,” she places a gentle kiss on his tip while lazily running her fist up and down his cock.

“Make me want you so damn much with just a look?” His fingers thread through her hair, trying not to grasp hard and just plunge into her.

She chuckles in her chest and figuring the question was rhetorical, goes back to the delicious work of sucking his cock.

He stops her before he cums, pulling out of her mouth. In one seamless motion, he lays her back on the round couch and hovers over her. Just before she tries to open her legs to him, he places his knees on either side of her thighs, trapping them together. Leaning forward on one hand, he uses the other to guide his tip up and down her labia, nestling himself between her bare, wet lips. Pushing, nudging, his way into her. Once he seats his head into her entrance, he leans on both arms. He pushes slowly, eyes rolling back in his head and groaning.

She’s actually never been fucked like his before, closed missionary, with her legs together. The extra friction on her labia is good. She runs trembling fingers along his collarbone and down his sternum as he begins to move slowly in and out of her. His pecs flex as he leans on one arm to trail lines of desire over her breasts. She inhales as his fingers skim her nipples. She gazes up at his orange backlit form, it flits through her mind that he is the most beautiful when he is about to take her with fierce passion.

Austin’s knees slide back a couple inches and he leans forward on his arms, his head and upper torso anchor as his ass and abs contract and release in concert to thrust his now glistening shaft in and out of her. Her curves under him are quickly becoming his favorite sight. Little moans escape her lips as he lowers to his elbows and presses his forehead to hers. He struggles not to declare his love, not to chant ‘I love you, I love you, I love you” out loud, over and over. He keeps his eyes shut tight. He knows if he opens them, he’ll say it and he can sense that she is not ready to hear it.

There is just enough friction, enough stimulation to her clit to drive the rack and pinion of her orgasm tighter and tighter.

“Keep going,’ she whispers, her breath hot on his face and her pussy thrumming with his cock.

“Uh huh” is all he can grunt back. Her fingers ride the grooves of his ribs as he thrusts and thrusts and thrusts. Nearly losing it into her, barely able to hold back.

Her abs contract and her legs push against the weight of his body, fingers dig into his ribs.

“Oh my god, Austin!” she freezes for a moment. The gears wind into that last tooth then release in an audible inhaled gasp just before her spine arches up and the wordless scream he has come to know so well escapes her.

Once he knows she is cumming, he lets go his hold, fucking into her with everything he has. He rides out her orgasm while simultaneously triggering his own, spilling into her with a gutural rumble that vibrates his chest.

‘This woman is a fucking dream,’ he thinks as she quivers under him.

#austin butler #austin butler smut #austin butler fanfic #austin butler fic #emotional maturity

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astrolavas · 2 years

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read your tags under that post and which do you actually think is more likely? That hunter knows what a grimwalker is or that he doesn't?

HMMM okay tbh imo it depends mostly on what the general public knows too.

because if grimwalkers are a common public knowledge? something that is presented as a fact, something that people know CAN exist, even if only in theory? then yeah he knows lol he knows. that boy is a living encyclopedia and he's got so much curiosity abt the world; he'd definitely have gone down this rabbit hole at least once (nerd)

but also, if there's anything he DOESN'T know, then....... it's definitely this.

y'know, the thing that i keep thinking back to is this; the pages from eda's urban legends book.

like. this is literally hunter. lol. the hair? the cape thingie? the eyes? AND THE PINK EYE TOO???? okay.. lol

like...... this might be nothing but hmm interesting, okay (also this rn is not serious but back when elsewhere and elsewhen came out i spent like a few hours trying to identify and determine if the leaf ^ has any significance, like any hidden symbolism or meaning or whatever (NO ONE @ ME. 💀 I KNOW.) and didn't rly.... find anything meaningful xjskksks but the closest existing leaf that matched the shape that i'd found was a maple tree leaf. and. i just find it funny because maple directly translates to klon/clone in polish LMAO i just find it funny)

so anyway. this makes me wonder like maybe grimwalkers ARE some kind of an urban legend? a myth, a cryptid, etc?

it'd make sense, especially since the ingredients are like...... IMPOSSIBLE TO GET. i very much doubt that anyone but belos would ever be able to even think about making one, not to mention making new ones constantly over and over again. so it might be the case that maybe many, many centuries ago it was actually a factual ritual, that got lost in time because of its rarity and complexity; OR belos somehow created the grimwalker recipe himself, by experimenting until he succeeded, and maybe even based it off some ancient texts too.

in this case, i could imagine people like.. treating it as a myth definitely. like, oh, here is this niche thing that apparently may exist but actually CANNOT possibly be real, right? because no one would ever even get these ingredients, right? and cloning people?? that is sooo ridiculous. like, ohhh no surely no one has even seen a grimwalker (lol)

in this case, it'd be hmmmm possible that maybe hunter had heard something, depending on how niche the legend would be in the first place. he probably wouldn't know everything though, or wouldn't be able to find a fully valuable, reliable source, and that would frustrate him, a lot. like he LOVES knowing stuff and just finding out stuff and reading about stuff, so not knowing anything about what he actually IS would be.... so frustrating to him LIKE. YEAH. oof. in that case, he'd go into like.. full research mode or sth lol (also getting excited abt research/new information could distract him from all the pain so kxjsk he'd definitely research)

so yeah ummmm HM. 🧍

tbh i really hope we just... hxjsk get more info about grimwalkers, in general, as a species LIKE I WANNA KNOW. we've known how they're created for months but what about how they live? do they somehow function differently, do they have any special characteristics? i need Answers. yeah.

#if it's considered fiction imagine hunter just desperately trying to google grimwalkers and the only thing that comes up is stuff like #'this is my grimwalker oc!!!! his name is SONIC and he has neon pink eyes!!⛓️⛓️⚰️🕸️🥀👁️'#💀#nicole answers #Anonymous #grimwalker #if it's like a legend then does that make hunter a bpiling isles equivalent of bigfoot. i am closing my eyes #my toh talk

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joanna-lannister · 15 days

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For the fandom ask! ->8,12,17,18,19,24! I might have asked too many, so pick and choose as you like!! No pressure of course

Hi! Oh no, don't worry, it's not too many! I had fun answering them! Thank you so much for the ask ❤️✨

8. Fandom you're a part of that's the most obscure?

Can I say the JC fandom? Because it's a very small, unpopular fandom, and not many people are fond of Jaime and Cersei together. So even if I'm very vocal about them, I think it's the most obscure one I can think of.

12. Craziest thing you've ever done as part of a fandom?

Oh, I think it would be getting my JC tattoo! It was so big on my arm, I was scared at first, but now I'm used to it.

17. Favorite blog(s) in your favorite fandom?

The JC fandom is kinda dead to be fair but I would say:

@musical-chick-13

@imnotwholewithoutyou

@alexcabotgf (she hadn't posted JC gifsets in a long time, but her old ones are 👌🏻)

18. All-time favorite fanfic?

"therefore each to other bound" by copacet! This fic gave me everything I ever wanted, and the characterization is perfect.

19. Fanfic you read again and again?

Hmmm, I read "therefore each to other bound" a lot tbh, almost religiously. But I'd say "Until Death Do Us Part" by my friend Annie. It's a Modern AU where Jaime and Cersei are married, and I love it to pieces and keep reading it over and over again.

24. Funniest fandom-related story?

OMGGGG Once upon a time, I blocked another JC stan on Tumblr. Her behavior was really "Meh", very childish behavior, and she kept trying to fight br*imes. And so, I blocked her because I didn't like the vibe she was giving off and she was annoying. Girly got MAD, like mad MAD and everytime she tried to make friends with other JC stans, she used to shit on me. Once, years later, she tagged one of her fics "it's better than most of the Pentos AU you'll read" or something along the lines, and it pissed me off, because you don't shit on your fellow writers, especially in such a small fandom, so I made a vague post about it on my blog. I didn't mention her, only in the convo I had with my friend in the replies. But Ma'am was STALKING MY BLOG, LITERALLY. And a few days later later, she wrote a WHOLE LONG ASS POST about me on her blog, saying I was insane and unhinged. I found out because someone send me the adress of her blog. And honestly? It was hilarious, to see her still being mad years later after I blocked her as if I had murdered her whole family. I didn't say anything about that post because it made me laugh and I don't know what she became, but I do know AO3 banned her for her behavior.

#fandom-trash-goblin #answered #ask game

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achairwithapandaonit · 6 months

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20 questions for writers

tagged by @aobawilliams ! (thank you!)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

44 (that's a lot!)

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 212,262

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I've written for quite a lot of fandoms but I think currently I'm only writing for One Piece and Black Butler. I used to write quite a bit for my hero academia, but the hyperfixation passed a long time ago. And I think no matter how much time passes I'll always be up for writing for detective conan/magic kaito.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Villain? Gamer? Why not both? (4803 kudos)

Shouta's Guide to House-training Two Idiots (2178 kudos)

Two Weeks (1191 kudos)

Accidental Kidnappings and Semi-purposeful Hostage Situations (1084 kudos)

The Wake-up Call (1082 kudos)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I used to, but I don't anymore. I can take things very personally and I'd posted a fic where someone didn't agree with my characterisation of one of the characters and told me this in the comments. I didn't take it well and argued with them, and now that kind of embarrasses me (though, tbh I'd be embarrassed myself if I commented on someone's fic without being asked for feedback in a way that was critical to their approach to a character. Sometimes fanfic just isn't for you and you should leave others alone and let them do their thing).

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

it's probably The Stranger (Mob Psycho 100 fic)

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

hmmm i mean, the thing is, my fics rarely end. so i don't really know...

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I got a proper hate comment once. it was really funny. they didn't mention anything critical of my writing and just told me it was shit and that i'm too old to write like that (i doubt they knew hold old i am?? i don't put my age online anymore). i assume i made them mad on tumblr so they decided to try and make my day bad?? but i just found it funny.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

No. Sometimes I think it would be fun to write smut just to try something new but then I realise I don't enjoy writing about sex and don't have any ideas unless they're funny crack treated seriously ones.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

@aobawilliams and I have a shared bnha/detective conan crossover we were planning to write maybe a couple years agonow. we never got round to it tho cause aha writing hard :')

i did have a dream where ciel phantomhive got yeeted into the one piece world tho and that was fun. only problem is i think it'd be VERY hard to write something like that. very funny tho. he would hate every second of his forced one piece holiday

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I think I've had a couple people pop up in dms to ask to translate my fics before. I've never seen the supposed translated fics tho (not that I'd be able to read them).

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

aoba and I have several co-owned wips that likely won't ever see the light of day cause writing is hard and we are very very tired.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

I don't really have a favourite. I just have ones I think are funny or interesting to explore.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

ughhh too many. idek.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've been told my character dialogue is quite good?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Actually having to write ):

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I don't really like it cause I have no idea what's being said and am too lazy to look up a translation, but to each their own.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I have this very old very embarrassing memory of writing tsubasa chronicle/tokyo babylon crossover fanfic for my english class homework as an 11 or 12 year old. i think they got ice cream.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

I'm not sure. Maybe The Ceiling of the World (black butler) just cause I've wanted to write black butler fanfic for years and never finished any other wip. Otherwise it'd probably be one of the bnha wips I never finished (there was this time travel one that made me go insane. now that I'm thinking about it I REALLY need to finish it) and uploaded or Permanent Membership Guaranteed (bnha)

not tagging anyone but if u want you can take this as a go ahead to do it.

#tag game

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dangermousie · 10 months

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Farscape rewatch ep 2x09: Out of their Minds

One of my faves and is a rare just plain hilarious ep which is just pretty wild and joyful, though even it manages to have that little heartbreaking moment with D’Argo and Pilot and it’s very on brand that logical talking solves nothing for Zhaan and she has to resort to violence.

But yeah, it’s a very hard ep to discuss, almost as hard to write about as it is fun to watch because what is there to analyze in a goofy, crazy ep where everyone switches bodies?

Of course, it says something that for the Moya crew, switching bodies with each other while on a ship about to be blasted to pieces counts as a good day. In a way it’s parallel to S1’s ‘Through the Looking Glass:’ near death and craziness and off-kilter stuff with a happy ending and we know the angst is about to hit, with the Gammak base and torture. (The same happens in S3. After the lovely, hilarious LoMo ep, it’s all angst from there. S4 doesn’t have that as the whole thing is pretty grim).

Lots of caps and long so behind read more...

I think OOTM is a wonderful acting ep: the actors must be having a blast and they are pulling off a really difficult feat, acting like each other, and they do it brilliantly. Ben Browder gets Rygel’s intonations down pat, Claudia Black’s imitation of Crichton’s guy mannerisms and the thumb to the mouth is awesome. And Anthony Simcoe’s body posture is spot-on Chiana.

Another thing I love about this ep is that reactions of the characters are so spot on about what they would do in other people’s bodies but most shows would never go there: Rygel in John’s body needing to use the facilities, John in Aeryn’s body ‘trying out the equipment’ (I love that scene) etc etc. And of course, this ep reconfirms that Moyans listen to John more than to anyone else. Zhaan refuses to follow the plan to change them all back, until she thinks it comes from John (in reality Rygel in John’s body). Though Rygel does show unexpected depths when he talks about revenge being his goal. We forget often that he is a former Dominar, but he is. Hmmm, what else. Zhaan once again proves compassionate but ruthless when necessary. The ending is awesome. One of the funniest, most perfect ones. Chiana and D’Argo finally deciding to get it on:

Love D being bashful and Chi teasing and the dawning look of comprehension on John’s eyes as he watches him running after her.

And ohhh, the sheer joy of the bit with John pretending to still be Rygel and then going ‘joke, Aeryn’ and she jumps on him and they wheel around the floor, laughing. So much giddy joy.

But yes, as I mentioned I so love that when characters switch bodies, the show brings up the stuff shows normally do not but would totally happen. Like Rygel needing to pee while in Crichton’s body and having no idea how and Crichton (in Aeryn’s body) having to walk him through it. Hilarious but also no other show would go there.

And the way the two of them get to play with each other’s bodies in a way neither probably thought they would. First we have Crichton in Aeryn’s body spellbound by boobs - they jiggle. Ahahahahaha. And then feeling them up as Aeryn in Rygel’s body watches irascibly. This show was WILD.

And of course, they are equal in body curiousity as we see in one of the best tags ever. Crichton saying ‘You gotta walk a mile in someone’s shoes’ and Aeryn replying wryly that she knew what he was doing when he was in her shoes (feeling her up) and his grinning ‘give me a break’ and then her sly little comment that it’s OK ‘you were in my shoes, I was in your pants…’ and his laughing and running after her and just…joy.

I always wondered what the status of their physical relationship before Look at the Princess was. I do think A Human Reaction was a one-off sex thing, but they do seem very comfortable with each other - I bet they are in the not saying or thinking anything on the conscious level (at least Aeryn is only subconsciously thinking about it; John is clearly way more attuned) but giddy stage and it’s so lovely...

#farscape

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poochiray · 6 months

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A Drarry reader reads Manacled

Ok, I’m sure there’s been plenty of reviews of this story. But I kind of want to do something maybe a little different. I’m not a Dramione shipper. I only ever read Dramione if a third person is involved—preferably Harry. I love poly stories and the dynamics that arise when three people come together. When I choose stories to read, I also prefer queer characters and queer storylines because that is what I enjoy and can relate to. And mostly my stories are male centric, simply because when I read I want to escape common tropes such as sexism or weaker female characters being saved by a hero. I’ve been fed that story all my life, growing up on Disney or whatnot. I want to read stories where the guy is allowed to be weak and vulnerable, and is allowed to express feelings. I want to read stories where he is the maiden in distress.

So, with all that being said and my personal preference, I still decided to pick up this story. Why? People would not shut up about it.

All right. So let’s try this out. Right away I saw the noncon tag and was like hmmm, kay. I was skeptical because if this story romanticized rape I was going to nope right out of it. It’s fine if it’s like a consensual noncon roleplaying scene between a dom/sub kinda thing. It’s fine if it’s presented as legitimate trauma a character endures and the steps they take to overcome such an ordeal. I can read dark materials if that is the way it’s shown…so I was willing to give it a chance and see.

And I’ve read 10 chapters in one night. I could read more, but I felt the need to write my thoughts. Please note, I do not know anything about this story. I don’t know how it ends. Ahead will be spoilers and a discussion of the beginning of the story. It’s all my speculation at this point. So, here we go.

I dunno if it’s the years and years of Drarry I’ve read. I’d consider myself a veteran Drarry shipper at this point. I started reading and writing Drarry when I was 13 and I’m 34 now. So yeah, twenty years of stories. So maybe because of this, I’m going to say it: Draco Malfoy isn’t evil.

Let’s recap what’s happened in the first ten chapters with Draco. He apparently killed Dumbledore, though witness accounts are blurry at best. Everyone’s vision’s were obscured at the time it happened. This leads me to believe maybe he didn’t actually do it. Maybe he hesitated, similar to how he did in canon. Why would he do this? Or why would they use the smoke to conceal it?

I think it was all in Dumbledore’s plan to position Draco as Voldemort’s right hand man. Killing Dumbeldore immediately put him in a high regard towards Voldemort, and he’d have no reason to question Draco’s loyalty at that point. Dumbledore’s cursed hand was also mentioned, which also leads me to believe the horcruxes are still present in this story. Does Draco know about the horcruxes? Is Draco the spy in this story instead of Snape? I think he is.

If he’s the spy, then that leads me to my other point. I think there’s a history between him and Hermione. I think together they were trying to come up with a plan to destroy the Death Eaters and Voldemort from the inside. Yet somehow their plan went awry and they lost. Hermione was captured. I think this knowledge that she has of Draco being the spy is the one thing she’s had repressed in her memories. Inside these memories are the plan they came up with together to defeat Voldemort once and for all.

The memories though—it’s all said that she had them locked away by trauma. And perhaps that’s true. But I want to think maybe also, Draco put a memory block on her to protect themselves. Maybe this was his last act he did before Hermione got shut away for all those months. I’m not entirely sure of this theory just yet, but maybe it’s possible.

The food while she’s in confinement—it’s got Draco’s name written all over it. Umbridge left her there fully expecting to discover her months later as a corpse. Draco kept her alive. Draco fed her.

Draco’s marriage to Astoria could have been out of family obligations. I don’t have much else to say about it. Does Astoria know Draco has carried a torch for Hermione all this time? Possibly. It would certainly explain more of the bitterness. Yeah sure, maybe it’s also just cause she’s going to carry Draco’s child and she can’t…but I feel like there’s more there…

The killings—it mentions Draco as the Reeve and how quick and emotionless he is murdering people one right after the other. Unpopular opinion, but I feel like he’s so quick with it because it’s out of mercy for these people. Draco knows that any woman caught by the Death Eaters will potentially be brought up in the repopulation program, or tortured to death. The men will die painfully and slowly if not for him. Him using the killing curse as swiftly as he does is an act of mercy he inflicts on them, knowing that they truly have no means of escape and this is their best outcome to avoid the suffering.

The one thing that sealed the deal for me and made me realize Draco wasn’t evil was his physical reaction to Hermione having a panic attack outside. His fingers are clenched around the newspaper and he’s livid. The way this writer describes this scene is brilliant though, because Hermione thinks this anger is directed at her. I think it’s anger directed at Umbridge though. And in this moment he’s seeing the full extent of how messed up Hermione has become due to the confinement. Instead of forcing her to keep going or take a walk, he tells her to sit down and calm down.

It’s also later in the story he’s angry once more, when he’s ordered to walk with Hermione outside. He poses it as having another chore (“walking his dog”) but I think in reality, he’s angry because he knows this is hard for Hermione. He doesn’t want to stress her anymore than she already has.

Yeah, but he raped her. Ok…and on that…my thoughts.

The rape in this story is not romantic. But it’s not much of anything else either. It’s violating, yes. But there is a clinical feeling to it. Draco barely touches her—almost as if the idea of this disgusts him equally as well. Which, yes, it probably does. But not for the reason they want you to think.

I don’t think he’s disgusted it’s her—a mudblood. I think he’s disgusted that he has been ordered to rape her. He’s disgusted by the system he’s a part of and the role he has to play to keep his role as spy a secret. He’s disgusted that he has to inflict this harm on the woman he cares about. It’s the same way he kills people—he does it quickly, with no emotion, to inflict the least amount of damage as possible.

All right, but he literally mind fucks her later. Yes, another violation. Something he’s also been ordered to do. And it’s convenient, yes? He will know the moment she cracks and his cover could potentially be blown. He’s not ready for that to happen just yet. So he plays it off like the asshole she thinks he is, but it doesn’t all add up. There are bits of Draco’s humanity that shine through but it’s subtle enough for readers and Hermione to not really notice it.

Ok…my only other theory, which I’m kinda going on a hunch here…I think Draco’s feeding her birth control. He controls what she eats and drinks and it’d be so easy to slip something in her food. Yes, she’s only had one month of trying to conceive. It is very possible she could get pregnant later. A lot of women don’t get pregnant in the first month, but a lot do from the first moment of unprotected sex. I’m relieved she’s not pregnant yet. But I think there’s a reason for this, and I think Draco’s got his name all over that too…

But that’s just a hunch. I’ll see. I’ll probably do another review for the next ten chapters, see how wrong I was lol. If you comment, please keep it spoiler free for me. These were just my observations while reading. Thanks (:

#dramione #manacled #fic thoughts #fic reviews

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sonseulsoleil · 4 days

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged by @hmslusitania! Thanks Hayley!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

110

2. What’s your total word count on AO3?

483,852

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Whatever I am obsessed with at the moment. The last stuff I was working on was Percy Jackson fic, before that Heartstopper (and I WILL get back to those wips eventually). Oh, and Newsies is also currently in the works! Basically I have ADHD and I am all over the place all of the time. I'll go back to wips I started 5 years ago and keep working on them. What I've written vs what I've actually managed to polish and post is a HUGE disparity lol

4. Top five fics by kudos

- All We Do Is Run

- Let the Whole World Melt Away

- never saw you coming (and I'll never be the same)

- sugar, butter, flour (what a mess I'm making)

- stay in my arms if you dare (or must I imagine you there)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes, almost always. It takes me awhile sometimes, but I try to respond to every comment. I worry that if I don't respond, people will stop commenting.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I've written a couple Major Character Death fics, but they're not on AO3 because they were just drabbles so I only posted them on tumblr (also they're very old and bad)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

hmmm maybe All We Do Is Run, just compared to the source material lmao

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I have a couple times. Mostly on fics where I've introduced OCs, which sucks.

9. Do you write smut?

Yes, sometimes. But I don't post it. I write it for myself and will maybe share it with friends if they're interested.

10. Craziest crossover?

I've never written a proper crossover. I'll write AUs where I take the characters of Property A and put them into the story of Property B, but I've never written a true crossover where characters of two properties interact.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope, but I've definitely had fic concepts stolen. Which sounds petty, but I've made posts about fics I'm working on and had people take them and write their own fics with the same details I mentioned and it's like. Not plagiarism exactly and it's impossible to own ideas, really, but it does rub me the wrong way.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

A couple times! It's very cool!

13. Have you ever Co-written a fic?

I tried once a long time ago and it went poorly. Turns out I am not a very good collaborator sometimes.

14. All time favourite ship?

I don't--you want me to pick ONE?! are you kidding lol

15. What’s a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have SO MANY. There's a Star Trek fic I've been working on off and on since Beyond came out. There's my mermaid!Buck 911 fic. There's my current Heartstopper fic. There's my PJO Anastasia fic. There's my angst canon divergence Psych fic. My google drive is a graveyard of partially written stories begging to see the light of day.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Finishing things, clearly.

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

Depends wildly. I've written this in some Heartstopper fics, because Nick speaks French. And I had a friend who is fluent in French help me get it right. I think when people take the time to find a fluent speaker to help them or are fluent themselves, it's fine and good. And when people are just using google translate, it shows. Also, obviously, being bilingual has to make sense for the character. I also especially have beef with the way people often write latine characters/Spanish specifically. I grew up surrounded by latinos and nobody talks like that. Stop it. You all know what I'm talking about.

19. First fandom you wrote in?

ABC's Castle. Say what you will about Nathan Fillion, but that show shaped me as a person.

20. Fave fics you’ve written?

All We Do Is Run (longest multi-chap I've ever written. this thing was years of my life.)

répète (the only one of my GMW/BMW fics I regularly go back to)

tin can telephones (it's all written in texts and dialogue and that was really fun)

I'm tagging @firstelevens @memequeme @galwithalibrarycard and anyone else who wants to do it!

#this was fun!#my writing #I do not know why that 110 is so huge #I have done everything I can think of to try to make it normal sized #I thought I had it! and then I posted it and it was big again #idk man

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for the ask game: 5, 25, 26

Heyy thank you so much!!!

5. What's a tag you never want to use for your works even when it applies?

So I have never... not applied a tag, I think? I mean, if we're going to be completely transparent: I have once written a story that involves a lot of really icky themes and situations, but that are not in any way meant to be titilating. So I guess in these kind of contexts, I don't tag all of the sexual content the way other fics tend to do, because I don't want to attract the "wrong" kind of audience (aka people who expected a... certain type of experience and who would end up with a very depressing one instead). The tagging system in Ao3 can be really great and helpful in some cases, and kind of a headscratcher in others. RIght now I'm also facing the complicated case of: one of the biggest tags of one of my upcoming fic is a MASSIVE spoiler, but it would attract a lot more people if I did put it in from the get-go!! And I don't know what to do about it.

25. Is writing the whole thing beforehand better or worse than writing it as you go?

Hmmm. I have done both. I think both have advantages and inconveniences.

If you write as you go, you have the ongoing momentum. You can use the comments to fuel your motivation to continue, and you stay in the flow of things in a far more effective way. It's also better when you want to get stuff out without long-term commitment to the idea, which is a fine thing to do honestly. But, on the other hand, you lack full control over the experience, and you have to let go of the quality threshold you can reasonably aspire to reach. And if, like me, you just *do not* write linearly, you can end up with a very patchy draft where you have chapter 3 ready to go, but chapter 4 isn't. Chapter 5 to 7 is tho!! but then you have nothing, except for a couple of scenes and then the last one. And now you have to trudge through Chapter 4 to release the rest of it even though you'd much rather write something else, which could affect the quality of Chapter 4, which could have been much better if only I had waited for the "natural time" for me to come back to it. I think Descant suffered from this a couple of times, for example (but that's honestly an extremely Me problem)

On the other hand!! Writing everything at once allows you for a degree of control you just cannot have otherwise. I have done this several times, the most notable being the actual seven years I took writing Halfway Home, my Mass Effect fanfiction. When I reread it today (when I manage to push myself to do it, we'll come back to that), I just cannot deny how polished it is on a line level, and how I would have hurt the story if I had, as I originally planned to, released it one chapter at a time. Doing this allowed me to refine my craft and understand my story in a way I would have never ever accessed otherwise, and I have become a much better writer for it. But the cost of that was also quite great. I think there is such a thing as overworking your project, and I did cross over that limit while working on Halfway Home; some chapters have lost the flow and the easiness and spark of their first draft counterparts and became instead construction projects, where the goal was sturdiness rather than emotion, and I'm pretty sure you can feel that burnout in the finished product in places. Another thing is also: when you have worked on a project for that long and when that project ate such a huge part of your life, you can tell yourself that you don't care about reception, but there's a degree of that sentiment that has to become a lie. It's impossible not to feel a sense of grief once you see seven years of your life packaged and released and getting lost in the natural release flow of Ao3. Not to mention the risk (turned into a reality in my case) that the fandom will straight up die and interest will completely wane by the time you actually do put that project out.

Of course, this is a very extreme case, but I think my current stance on things is: trying to aim for a mixture of both? I feel confident enough in my writing toolbox that I know I can afford to lose some of that final quality and polish if it means not hurting myself creatively in the long run, only to gain an additional 5-10% of quality most people would not have noticed. So I'm kind of a 60% writing ahead of time / 40% writing as I go kind of person. My next project will not be fully completed when I begin to release it, but I will only do that when I'm confident its bones are sturdy enough to support its own weight to survive on its own out there, in the Big Wild Ao3.

26. What would you describe as OOC?

Oooo the big bad question. Hmm. I think my opinion is kind of weird a little less scientific than I would like, but I believe that every character has an internal emotion and/or yearning that makes them tick and gives them energy in whichever original canon context we find them in. I don't have to agree with every author about what that original energy/yearning is, but if the case made is compelling enough and this energy is carried over in other contexts, I am willing to accept most behaviors if the internal argumentation makes sense to this sort of original point from which every canon and fanon branch spread out. I think people lose me when their take become disconnected of that original appearance and begins to ride the wave of Popular Fanon, by which I mean: fanon archetypes that are not specific to the media we are talking about, but just general idea such as "brooding guy who secretely cares a lot", "very jealous love interest", "huge protective teddy bear"... I realize a lot of this has to do with allowing characters to have interiority, honestly. A lot of what I believe to be OoC trends have to do with a complete disinterest in some characters' internal lives to serve a fantasy crammed into a mold that doesn't necesserily fit, and without the work being done to make it fit or to make the necessary adjustments to make it specific to the characters involved. I think it's also why I'm not super big on general tropes or AUs in most fandoms --not because all of them are bad or even do this at all, some play with conventions and specificity very very well, or that the practice is worthless, who am I to decide that honestly (and it's not), but because the very appeal of them tends to be flattening characters in very indistinct shapes that can be easily swapped and replaced with each other, and this is not why I, personally, tend to be interested in fanfiction as a medium.

#asks #thoughts #writing #fanfiction #descant of greatness #halfway home #thanks for the asks!!#and sorry for the ridiculous lengths of my answer I wasn't expecting that haha #and again: it's not a jab at a lot of popular AUs I have read some I really enjoyed #and I think there's something good and important about having easy templates to play with it can be really funny and creative and surprisin #there's a certain application of these templates that to me tend to sand off all of the edges of what made these characters #compelling in the first place

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zhongrin · 1 year

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hi there <3

first off - yes, i am fine.

i feel a lot better now. ngl it was tough having to deal with the grief of my cousin passing, finishing work before the end-of-year deadlines, not to mention new year rolled around and my parents' house got flooded... sigh... many plans got derailed, and i basically spent the new year cleaning the aftermath of the flood. my back hurts so much hsldfjsldf i also ended up missing zhongli's birthday and not really celebrating, but given the circumstances, i'd like to think that he would understand why!

anyway, that's all in the past now. i hope your 2023 started out great, but even if not, don't worry, comrade!! it will only go up from here (ง •̀_•́)ง

thank you to everyone who sent me well wishes, encouragement, and tagged me in many things. every single notification that showed how yall cared really helped a lot, and i really appreciate every single one of your asks & messages <3

that is to say, i'm back! well, for now, at least lol... a few family events are coming up within the first 2 months and i might be traveling around, plus there's my new house to take care of... hmmm... we'll see.

i'll get to the interactions soon. i've missed lots of asks and mentions, so it'll take a while ;;; please be patient with me <3

unimportant rambles utc; you can skip them if you want to!!

random and unimportant side note, i had to clean up various of my grandma & mom's precious sets of dinnerware because the floodwater got to them, and i stumbled upon a cute ceramic tea set. very british-like, with a tall pot and jugs for milk and sugar. it looks old but they look too pretty to just be stored in a cabinet!! might consider using it sometime to brew osmanthus tea once we move in to the new house when it's ready hehe

i originally wanted to make new years post thanking loads of people who made my 2022 in genshinblr very enjoyable and fun, but compiling that list alone would take me several days (weeks?) because i would feel horrible for missing people... so i decided not to. for now.

oh, and feel free to drop in and tell me what you did on new year's day, your 2023 resolutions, your thoughts about the past year, etc!! while i do have many asks still sitting in my inbox i still love listening to yall :))

#a psa from rin #rin rambles #tldr: i'm ok / will be back to interacting soon / ty for your support <3

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nellectronic · 5 months

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20 questions for fic writers

thanks @marvellouslymadmim for the tag!! now I'm tempted to spend the rest of the evening/weekend writing fic rather than doing my tasks...

idk who to tag so if you're reading this and you write fic, consider yourself tagged!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

20.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

60,648.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

currently mostly the witcher, but I've also written for the worst witch and a few others. and I have wips that will probably never see the light of day for more fandoms than I can count.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

(1) those heavy days in june when love became an act of defiance, (2) i promise you the truth can't hurt us now (i want to love you but i don't know how), (3) i'm so human, (4) i was looking for a breath of life, (5) her eyes and words are so icy (oh, but she burns).

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

yes!! I love interacting with people and making friends through fandom, even though I'm super shy and a bit of a loner irl. I think I do have quite a few comments that I haven't replied to yet, but I've definitely been meaning to get around to that...

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

hmmm, I'm not actually sure. almost all of my fics have happy endings; I haven't really done angst in a while. I'm guessing it's probably my oldest fic on ao3, which was a kepler's ghost ex fic (idk if that's still a thing in the wolf 359 discord but it certainly was at the time), so I doubt it had a particularly happy ending.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

somehow this question is even harder than the last one. pretty much everything I've written (other than maybe some of the stuff I've deleted from the internet) has a happy ending.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

no, and I'm very glad I don't :)

9. Do you write smut?

yeah

10. Do you write crossovers?

not usually, but I do have one crossover idea that's been sitting in my head for years begging to be written. possibly one of the best ideas I've ever had. I don't even want to say what it is because it's just so good. hope I manage to write it someday.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that I know of, but I think someone once copied a specific turn of phrase, which they mentioned that they stole but didn't specifically say from whom. honestly it still made me really happy - it was a minor enough thing that it felt more like taking inspiration than stealing.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no, but it would be extremely cool if someone did want to translate one of my fics.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

not really - I once had a conversation with my dear friend @stardreamerl0ve about vampires that spiraled into a whole she-ra urban fantasy AU that we were planning to write, but we never did.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

don't make me fucking choose. I feel like I have to say calanthe/eist because they've been the hyperfixation for several years now

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

so, so, so, so many. you have no idea.

16. What are your writing strengths?

idk really. I'd like to think I'm pretty good at humor.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

probably a whole bunch of things, but most notably, I never fucking finish anything.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

if there was another language I was proficient enough in to write dialogue, and it fit the fic, I'd do it. sadly, though, the only language I know well enough to write in is english.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I don't remember and I don't want to remember.

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

oof. probably and they were soulmates. easily one of the funniest things I've ever written

#thanks for the tag <3 #screams into the void

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edda-grenade · 4 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

thanks @inaconstantstateofchange for the tag!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

275k (damn, i hadn't realized it was that much overall)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

primarily dragon age (i've dipped into a few fandoms wrt fic writing over the years, but dragon age has been a mainstay for ages now)

and most recently, a for me unhinged amount of bg3

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

GET IT KIDS

The Common Tongue (Of You Loving Me)

Clean-Shaven

Slow Burn (that title is massively false advertising fyi)

Kintsugi

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i Want to respond to a lot more than i actually manage to do >.> unfortunately the comments that are super lovely and involved are often the ones where i get super intimidated about answering bc i want to make it a Good ReplyTM ^^'''

basically if you've ever written me a nice comment, be assured that i swooned over it, even if i never got the spoons together to reply

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Good Men, Fall To Dusk, hands down. p sure that's the only one that could qualify as an actual tragedy

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

oh hmmm. the majority of my fics tend to end happy overall, but i think Mirror on the Stage, Star to Star, Sun to Sun, and The Common Tongue (Of You Loving Me) are like… the most Joyful?

okay also honorable mention to Rites of Remembrance for having a very horny and very joyful ending XD

8. Do you get hate on fics?

so far, thankfully not! like, a handful of thoughtless comments over the years, but no Hate

(psa: "hey wouldn't it make more sense for this premise if you'd written a completely different fic instead" is a shit comment to give to anyone, alright)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

oh so much

a lot of kink and character/relationship-exploration-y stuff especially! and also i've been called the pegging monarch, so there's that XD

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

not really, i tend to have a million AUs instead XD i did write a tiny bit of the hobbit/pacific rim fusion fic ages ago on tumblr! that's probably a contender for the craziest one

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

i think so XD someone def asked if they could translate one, but off the top of my head i don't remember if they ever got around to it

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yep! once a few years ago, and more recently just So Much of the trio au

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

saar/solas <3 i've just accepted that they're my forever blorbos at this point (and yep to no one's surprise i did put them in bg3)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

the rest of the rites verse fics tbh. i still love my space cats, but whew. no more spark to write in that fandom

16. What are your writing strengths?

i write really good smut and really good horror 💪

also people keep telling me i'm p damn good at characterization, which is good bc to this day i feel like i'm making it up as i go along

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

semicolons em dashes run-on sentences my beloved

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

if you want to, go for it! granted, i'm coming at this mainly from a fantasy language perspective bc that's what tends to come up in what i write, and i'm v much a fan of picking apart fictional languages

19. First fandom you wrote for?

oh god that's lost to the ages. Might have been yu-gi-oh???

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

ohhh man HM. toss-up between The S͍̈́o͓̖̖̺͆ͩͣ̑ṋ̻̭̉͋͑g̓ͥ in the Halls and a matter of love, i think? song in the halls was the first time i Really wrote horror (and had SO MUCH FUN WITH IT), while matter of love is, uh. really fucking personal. it means a lot to me. so, yeah!

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Just wondering; how have you been able to gain so much support on your work and writing style? I already know some tricks with tags and stuff, but do you have any other tricks to share?

Hmmm... That's a very interesting question with a not-so-easy answer! Here's my advice:

One thing to remember is that it doesn't matter how much love you get on your work if it's work from your heart! You may have a love for an obscure character that doesn't really trend much, but you have ideas that you just have to share. Try not to feel too defeated if this is the case and you only get a few notes!

You'll see the most growth of your blog when you follow trends. Is there a new season of a popular show coming out soon? Has something old recently become popular again on TikTok? If it's in your interest set, run with the trend! When things trend, people tend to search related tags more, thus (assuming you've tagged your work correctly) they'll be more likely to be exposed to your work! The same goes for fandoms that stay in the limelight such as MHA or One Piece!

Speaking of correct tagging, in my experience, there seems to be a sort of etiquette to it! Remember to use as many tags as possible that pertain to the content of your post! This could mean listing all the characters you mention, all the ships you mention (including 'x reader/(y/n)/you tags with every character that the reader is shipped with!), acronyms of the series title, and the title spelled out. That being said, try not to use tags that don't pertain to your content. It may be tempting to use tags of a very popular search that doesn't exactly line up with your work, and doing it once or twice won't hurt, but try to avoid it! When you do this, it clogs the incorrect tag, which can be frustrating to not only people searching for that tag but also to people who are rightfully using that tag! It pushes their posts down while raising yours. It also is not likely to benefit you much, as people searching for that tag will blow by your post as it's not what they're looking for!

While you should always put what you want to post first, try to read the room. In some fandoms, NSFW content is unspokenly frowned upon. In some fandoms, it is considered alright or encouraged to put younger characters in sexual or dangerous situations, like MHA. Take things like this into consideration before posting, and if you're thinking of putting an underaged character into an adult situation, take a look around to what others post and what the community deems is okay. To explain, I am not giving you permission to make NSFW content of children, I am just saying that it is considered alright in some spaces, especially when the characters are 16-17yo. Just remember to take note of how the community you're catering to might feel about that post. If it's something considered 'taboo' in that space, don't expect it to go viral.

In my experience, OC/self-ship content doesn't go as far as reader insert/(y/n) content. But don't be discouraged! Share your OCs, ships, and shifting stuff! Someone will like it, and if nobody does, you do, and that's all that matters!

Remember to like and reblog when you're viewing other's content. If you don't boost others, you can't expect to be boosted by them! Like, comment, sharing, copy link, reblog, add more tags, follow that blog, and interact with them. Support others!

Make masterlists and pin posts! A master list is an organization compilation of all your works that fall under a certain category! I have a 'Prime' masterlist that is my pinned post. It is filled with links to other, more specific masterlist, sorted by fandom. This means, that when peoplefind a post that they like of mine and go to check out my blog, the first thing they see is that list! Then, if I have more work related to that thing, they can find it all easily! Make sure you pin these lists or any other important/ new posts! (Note: you can only have 1 pinned post at one time!)

Try joining other communities for your interests like Discord! These are gathering places for fans and most times have space for fanworks that offer constructive criticism, advice, and support! Just remember to practice safety online!

Remember that the algorithm does weird things! Sometimes things get censored for no good reason and that's nothing you can help! Sometimes, people get shadow-banned if they get too much growth at once!

Remember to post consistently! The best blogs post either on a schedule, or often enough to be considered relevent! The more often you post, the more frequently your blog will be featured in top or new posts to your tags! Some searchers engage in their interest daily, so they will always be on the lookout for new content, so make sure they see your name a lot!

Hiatuss are okay! But remember, when you're not posting, someone else is, so when you're offline, it's someone else's turn to have all the attention! It may take some time/effort to regain popularity after a break, and that's perfectly fine!

(If anyone has anything to add, please feel free!)

#fyp #writing #art #fandoms #fanworks #advice #asks #answers #requests #inbox #writing advice #writing resources #writing help

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hilarychuff · 5 months

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20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @2btheanswertothequestion. ty for thinking of me!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

rn i have 23 but i have number 24 going up soon 😈

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

202,248

3. What fandoms do you write for?

rn i'm in my chrissy cunningham phase (stranger things) but i'm still in my overarching sansa stark phase (asoiaf). i have been known to do a rewatch and dip back into my jemma simmons phase (agents of shield). and i'll always sort of be in my lily evans phase (marauders).

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

i carry it in mine (asoiaf, jon/sansa canonish soulmate au)

all the best people see you (all the best people know) (stranger things, chrissy/robin s4 au)

i remember (i remember) (asoiaf, jon/sansa canon drabble)

in any world (in any way) (asoiaf, sansa-centric au graphics collection)

the royal records (asoiaf, jon princess diaries au)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

usually!! i really like getting comments and i guess i have assumed that having someone respond incentivizes them so i always want to incentivize comments!! i think it is i polite to say thank you also. and i mean i love to talk about my fic so i'm always like "oh y'all tryna chat????" but usually nobody is trying to chat back ahhahaha. sometimes i hide from comments if i'm feeling guilty about not updating something but i always appreciate comments and they're usually p motivating to me

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

hmmm. most of my fics are like alternate media-based au concepts or lil oneshots or stories that are yet to have endings, so hard to say exactly which is angstiest.

i think my angstiest story is a pre-hydra reveal agents of shield one i did as a secret santa for someone where fitz was dead(?!!?!?) and grant ward showed up to bring jemma simmons back to the team and that was yeaaaaars ago but whenever i think of it i'm always like ok wow i hope that is what that person wanted. what bold choices to make in a gift for a stranger!!

other than thaaat i do think of i carry it in mine as a fairly angsty fic but it's intended to have a not so angsty ending so

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

well please trust that any princess diaries or miss congeniality au is going to end up with the main ship getting together, presumably happily for the rest of their lives!! desert hearts (aka all the best people see you all the best people know) is heading towards a happy ending. howl (sansa-centric scream au) i think will have roughly as happy an ending as any horror movie final girl can hope for.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

ummmm not really. i definitely have but the only time it felt like anything other than a one-off was when i essentially started tumblr beef by wandering into the wrong tag. and that was not fun and people were hating on their own blogs for a min BUT it died down and nobody really went out of their way to bother me directly about it after that, so it was not ideal but it was fine. tagging etiquette is tricky!!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

hmmmmmmmm historically no. but i have outlined smut!! and i'm thinking about actually writing some maybe even soon!! it's interesting bc i've discussed smut with friends and edited for them and used to roleplay and write smut scenes and that all felt fine but i haven't yet wrapped my head around the idea of being like "this is my little smut scene i made up all by myself and now i'm broadcasting it to the masses." feels like i'm opening myself up to psychoanalysis!! but also maybe once i actually write the smut scene i'll be like oh. no biggie. ok post. so we'll see hahahahah

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

not crossovers in the traditional sense but crossovers in the sense that i pick up my little blorbos and cast them in other tv shows/movies/etc, yes, constantly.

i mentioned howl above but i love that one, my sansa-centric scream au. i love jon snow mia thermopolis princess diaries hahahahah. i think it's cute and funny. i love using robin and chrissy from stranger things to make miss congeniality gay. the fic i'm posting in a few days for the stranger things rare pair big bang is also about robin and chrissy in a lil reality tv verse, so that one is really fun and silly and sweet too i think.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i don't think so! the only time anything like this has happened to me was like a tumblr rp blog misunderstanding a long time ago.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no but that would be cool!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no but i started writing mainly through role playing! so that was co-writing just in a different sense, and i miss that. it's also just really fun to talk about ideas and stuff with friends and then not always actually have to write them. i do play around with concepts a lot with @mistysharks and @beholdthemem for chrissy and the stranger things teen crew, and @cellsshapedlikestars and i also help each other brainstorm sansa and jon related asoiaf stuff which i always super appreciate

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

i'm more of a favorite ship per fandom kind of gal than a favorite ship over all, but i'm also a multishipper in that i can kind of get into my main blorbos with anyone. i'm super still in my chrissy phase rn and i love writing her with robin, but also in a lil steve/chrissy/eddie ot3. that said i feel like i mainly read hellcheer!!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i hope it doesn't surprise anyone to hear that i DO have designs to finish i carry it in mine!! and howl. and desert hearts. like i have specific enough endings in mind that i am working towards for all of those.

the wip that i wish i could finish but know i never will is my marauders mediator series au based on the meg cabot books where lily can talk to ghosts and james is a ghost. i started writing it like back in 2015!! and then even started rewriting it in 2020. and i still love it. but it would be a big project to take on and one that would take a lot more work to figure out, let alone just write, and i don't really see it happening. that said i will always love it!!!

i also started a resurrection au marauders story where lily etc all start coming back to life when harry is like 24 so seven years after the end of the books, and i always thought the like emotional drama in that was so slay too. but the resurrection show itself never really had good answers for the paranormal plot/how it would play out and so i didn't have anything to crib off of lmao. and i never really invested much thought into figuring it out myself iirc. so i never really knew like plotwise where i wanted it to go so much as i was just like "how would the characters react if this happened" but i did like that thought exercise. maybe i would've written more if it would've felt like that would be satisfying to read for other people without actual like. plot.

16. What are your writing strengths?

ummm i'm really interested in like. character profiles. so i think i tend to gravitate towards that sort of story personally. a character figuring themselves/what they want out.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

low key i just like almost never write physical description stuff into my stories?? like it's all fanfiction so i'm like ok first of all you already know what everybody looks like. it takes a lot more active effort for me to be like. does the reader need to know what the character looks like right now?? does the reader need to have a clear vision of where the characters are?? what the room looks like?? i could probably afford to do that more but i find that i tend to skip it a lot

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

hmmm i really only have one fic where that might apply i think. i'd probs try to do it minimally bc i wouldn't want to do a bad job but if it's just one line i could see myself just, you know, doing google translate if i don't know a speaker i can run it by

19. First fandom you wrote for?

harry potter!! i found my way to marauders era pretty quick.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

i have a lot of love and tenderness in my heart for desert hearts and i carry it in mine. so far those are like my heart-squeezey fics imo. but i also love howl!!! a combination of some of my favorite interests and stories. i feel like these are my main three wips too so i gotta just keep tinkering away until a new chapter falls out. hopefully sooner than later for desert hearts and i carry it in mine, which i have in fact been reorganizing a lil lately!!

anyway!!

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