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daisychainsandbowties · 4 months

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any avatrice recs :)))) have already read all your fics and now i am depression (genuinely daydream abt ur star wars au daily)

i could hype each of these fics individually but basically if it’s here i think it’s incredible and you have to read it 💖💖🥰

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the sweetest taboo// 1930s au &

i know now what no angel knows// fallen angel au by @dumpsterfireofsubtext

indy au part 1 & part 2// or, ava peels an orange & makes me feel insane 🫠🫠🫠 by @estherthenormal

lemon drop boy// t boy ava au

lazarus woke with a kiss// scp/ lab rat ava au &

how to stitch holes in the sky// dragon age au, all by @the-darkness-does-not-bargain

teach me to love (as you have loved me)// this is. yeah. this is beautiful. newbea au by @birgittesilverbae (💖💖 ily)

beyond our space and starlight// eldritch au by @thistleation

escape attempt number whatever thousand, some hundred and four, probably// hades au by @foulbearobservation

do a flip// aikido gfs au by @sunsafewriting

if saints and angels spoke of love// (bea is a math teacher & ava’s basically the guy from dead poets society) by @mermaidandthedrunks

choose the devil i know (over the heaven i don’t)// firefighter au by @sapphicstacks

leave the light on (i’ll find my way home)// lighthouse au by @snowandwolves

on the run from a losing game// chef au by @fiddleabout

this must be the place// lumberjack au by @littledata

love thy neighbour// my fav roommates au. pokemon strap-on fic 😌🙏

turning sun into sugar, spinning straw into gold// pnw au by @gohandinhand

the world is just an illusion (trying to change you)// roadtrip au, &

a lover, or something of mine// reincarnation au by @smokestarrules

who needs comfortable love// sentient halo au by @the-ominous-owl

this celestial glow is blinding// firewatch au

the thought of high windows// 60s au

pull back the curtains for venus// alien bea au &

of greater marvels yet to be// fleabag au, all by @seabiscuits-us

#warrior nun #avatrice #i probably missed some i love i just went through my ao3 bookmarks & sometimes i’m so gay about the fic i forget 😭😭 to press the button #others i might just have not read 🥺 i only recced ones i’ve actually read but i have a ton left to get to #but yeah 🥰🥰 enjoy i hope you find some new stuff in here #fic rec!#anon #uhhh if i didn’t tag someone blog it’s bc i don’t know who they are 🫠

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chiriwritesstuff · 6 months

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christine ➫ 38 ➫ HNL, HI / PNW (Seattle, Mostly) ➫ full-time baby girl, part-time feral gremlin. architectural designer by day, fanfic writer by night. This is an 18+ Blog, please, MDNI.

Chiri's Socials ➫ AO3 ➫ Pinterest ➫ Insta ➫ Spotify

➫ Recent Releases / WIPs:

Hometown Glory; 1. Back to the Old House │ Frankie Morales x F! Lawyer Reader 'Glory'

… in Every Universe; 1. Let Me In (Sneak Peek) │ Modern! Din Djarin x F! Reader

Constellations; From The Vault │ Lucien Flores x F! Reader One Shot / Drabble

The New Girl in Tinseltown; 3. Fake Smile │ Dieter Bravo x F! Actress Reader

The Girl in IT; 8. The Panic! in the Breakroom (Christine's Version) │ Joel Miller x F! Reader

➫ Upcoming Fics / On the Docket:

'My Wife in IT' (a 'The Girl in IT' Sequel!) - CEO Joel Miller x Wife! Reader

'Ghost in the Machine' - Marcus Moreno x F! Heroic Reader

'Return of Saturn' - a Pedro Boys! collective of one-shots inspired by No Doubt's Return of Saturn album

➫ Full Masterlist under the cut!

'Hometown Glory' - Frankie Morales x F! Lawyer Reader 'Glory' 👀 ➫ In Progress!

Series Masterlist

Series Summary: You're thriving in your career, having established yourself as a sought-after family lawyer in the bustling city. But there's a pull back to your hometown, a longing for roots and a sense of belonging that drives you to open your own firm there. Just as you're settling into this new chapter, a blast from the past walks through your office doors. It's him—the man who unknowingly held your heart, the one you never quite got over. A face you swore you would never see again... and he's seeking your legal help for his divorce and custody battle from the girl you believed to be your best friend. You two never officially dated, but the chemistry between you was undeniable. Yet a string of misunderstandings and missed chances kept you apart, leaving you with lingering feelings and unanswered questions. Now, as you find yourself face-to-face with him again, old emotions resurface, along with memories of what could have been. But amidst the legal complexities of his divorce, you realize this might be the opportunity you've been waiting for—to finally address the lingering feelings between you and uncover the truth that has kept you apart for so long.

'... in Every Universe' - A Roswell-inspired Modern! Din Djarin x F! Reader Soulmates AU 👀 ➫ In Progress!

Series Masterlist

Series Summary: At five years old, you're found wandering alone in a weird town called Roswell and have no recollection of how you got there. 20 years later, you're working at your adoptive family's diner and you can't help the connection you feel with the town's bounty hunter, who just can't stop staring at you... what happens when you're on the brink of death and the man in question saves you in a way you can't explain?

'The New Girl in Tinseltown' - A Dieter Bravo x Actress! Reader PR Marriage AU 👀 ➫ In Progress!

Series Masterlist

Series Summary: What happens when America’s New Girl-Next-Door is caught canoodling with a semi-washed up actor who is on the verge of losing his next movie role? You strike up a mutually beneficial PR relationship, of course! It’s all pretend, right? It’s not like you could actually fall for Dieter fucking Bravo… or can he convince you to take a chance?

'Call it fate, call it karma' - Javier Pena x F! Reader 👀 ➫ In Progress!

Read it here!

Summary: Two broken people on New Years Eve.

'The Girl in IT' - Boss! Joel Miller x IT Specialist F! Reader 👀 ➫ In Progress!

The LIST │ Series Masterlist

Series Summary: When an IT specialist who feels behind in life stumbles upon a sexual bucket list on her boss's computer one night, what will she do once she finds out that it was written about her?

Meet Me at the Farmers Market - A Farmers Market! Joel AU - 👀 ➫ Updates Sporadic!

Series Masterlist

Series Summary: What does a Contractor do in his spare time? Sell his wood carvings at the Saturday Farmers Market, of course! A Grumpy x Sunshine Joel Miller series collective of one shots, coming this November!

The Impossible Man - Modern-Day Detective! Din Djarin x Witchy! Reader (Soulmates! AU) - 👀➫ On Hiatus!

Series Masterlist

Series Summary: For someone being born into a magical family, a curse placed on the women of your bloodline means you have mostly avoided witchcraft and its calling for the majority of your life. After a life-altering tragedy, you turn your back on your family and your gift and seek out a more normal, boring existence, devoid of magic, and mostly, of love. What happens when the ghosts of your past threaten your peaceful existence and you are forced to reconcile all that you have lost? Will you let the people you have abandoned in your past life back into your heart? Will the appearance of an impossible man you have unknowingly cursed yourself break the chains of love? Will you let him?

#chiriwritesstuff #masterlist

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sp0o0kylights · 1 year

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Two Trees Collapsed my House so Everythings on Haitus (yes really)

PROFILE:

Ayo, I’m Ghost.

31/PNW/Actual Cryptid

AO3: GhostHost

Twitter: @Hauntedslightly

This is a Stranger Things Account now lol

Fanfics

Steddie

Small Town Rumors (Pseudo Dad Wayne Munson takes in a beat to shit Steve Harrington after Starcourt as an owed favor to Hopper.)

Part One / Part Two / Part Three

A03

Lifelines (Gareth and Steve as Secret Cousins AU)

Part One / Part Two / Part Three

Door Prize (Alt S4 where Dustin invites Steve to help out Hellfire during the annual Hawkins High School Holiday Bazaar. He shows up with baked goods in a Hellfire shirt, Eddie catastrophizes.)

Part One / Part Two

Cults of Personality: A Doozy of a Day (A reverse “Hellfire adopts Steve” wherein Steve + The Party Adopt Hellfire! Featuring Eddie “cannot fake being a heterosexual for his literal life” Munson and getting stuck in Hopper’s cabin.)

A03

Eddie Has ADHD Domestic Fluff AU

Part One / Part Two / Part Three

Adopt a Jock (Hellfire Adopts Steve in S2 AU)

A03

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five 1 / Part Five 2

Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine

Chokechain (Steve’s parents try to force him into an arranged marriage and no one quite understands their type of abuse towards Steve AU)

Part One / Part Two

AO3

Steve is a completely random teacher who ends up working remotely during the pandemic and the rest of the party is famous/infamous AU

Intro / Part One: Erica Sinclair / Part Two: Eddie Munson-Corroded Coffin

Merry Crisis (AKA After Dustin tricks Corroded Coffin into a white elephant exchange at Steve’s house Eddie becomes determined to solve the Mystery that is Steve Harrington )

Part One / Part Two

AO3

Whumpverse: Eddie finds a drunk and bloody Steve Harrington in a bathtub at Tina’s party three days after Starcourt. He incorrectly comes to the conclusion Steve is in an abusive BDSM relationship)

Windows / Parking Lots

Stobin Timeloop AU (with Steddie)

Bit One / Bit Two / B

Rejected Stobin Time Travel AU Bit

Hungry: Werewolf (NOT A/b/o) AU

Part One/ Part Two/ Part Three/ Jonathan Interlude

AO3

Illustrated Bits and Bobs Plaid Walls/ Blanket Forts

The actual fic on AO3

Oneshots

Indie Horror Filmmaker Eddie and Actor Steve AU Steddie

Fake Punk Steve Steddie

Steve and Robin Hold Hands when they Fight Steddie

Eddie Gifts Steve a Ring as a Joke Steddie

Steve is a member of the Clause (yes that Clause) Family Steddie

A03

In an alternate dimension, Eddie was Vecna’s sole survivor--This dimensions Steve crosses over to bring him home. Steddie

Werewolf AU, featuring Transmasc Gareth and protective Eddie & Steve

“Are we gonna get through a date where you don’t spend half of it trying to escape?” Steddie

“Steve had to save the guy’s life first, but once he did, Jonathan was a dead man.” Steddie + Greatwise

Eddie’s soulmark was burnt Soulmate AU Steddie

Fanfic tag is #0o0 fanfics

I am weak for the horse AUs

#hey look you can pin shit now #thats so much easier than coding side pages lol #THEY NEVER CENTER RIGHT

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spooksier · 1 month

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anything in your tma american au in oregon or the northwest?

yeah. alice dyer. aliceheads out there move to oregon they mass produce bitches (said with love) like her over there i know 3,000 of them

(for entities: the vast has the whole pnw is a CHOKEHOLD. me being a midwestern piece of shit, the first time i saw a mountain up close i literally felt prey animal fear. nothing should be that big.)

#text!#tma freedom au #<- technically.#the only reason i havent hit the oiar gang with the freedom gun (just a gun) is bc i need more info b4 i sentence them to a state #but alice is 1000% a portland oregon girlie #and sam….hrm. he’s giving me washington…he seems like a washington boy #i love u mount hood but get smaller NOW im SCARED

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xpurdyglambertx · 4 months

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just finished bleed and UGH LOVE IT!! <3!! Sure would be fabulous if you wrote some sexy, bloody, smut about the purgatory trio. Dean getting spit roasted in the great pnw purgatory would be some real king shit ✨ 💅

No bc I've been needing a reason to write more smut and I'm totally normal about my 3 boys, okay? Okay.

Also if you like the gay fuckery of Purgatory, I do have a sweet little 3 way fic on Ao3 about them -

AND my main fic is a poly relationship between them, slow burn on the poly aspect but... 😘

ANDDDDDD I have an out of Purgatory AU with the 3 of them! (Can you tell I'm obsessed?)

#dean winchester #supernatural #destiel #spn #castiel #sam winchester #benny lafitte #jensen ackles #jared padalecki #misha collins #spn fan fiction #spn fanworks #spn fanfic #spn ao3

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gohandinhand · 9 months

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“I love you,” Beatrice breathes. Behind her the sky begins to turn blue, bleeding slowly up from the water like the ocean is holding tight to the sun, granting them just a bit more time to linger in this moment. “I’m in love with you,” she says again, resolute this time, before they are drawn together, letting the molten glow of the honey-gold sun breath life into heart and bone and soul as their lips touch in the softest of caresses: an act of worship and dedition.

One more huge thank you to @princington for making me lose my mind in the best way & breathing life into this scene from pnw: fall!!!

#bea's panda pajamas with the collar tucked over her sweater... the DETAILS. i'm in love #ilu prince thank you!!!!!#pnw au #wn art #avatrice art #warrior nun

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hederasgarden · 2 years

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Currently, this is my favorite photo of Hangman. It’s giving PNW werewolf pack leader AU vibes.

He runs into you by chance, maybe you’re visiting or new in town. Either way he smells you from across the store and knows you’re meant to be his mate.

#random thoughts #jake hangman x you #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman x reader #hangman x you #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin ideas #jake seresin x female reader

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starstruckodysseys · 1 month

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okay. so. i genuinely can’t remember which of the mallapalooza kids went to miami university, which is inexplicably in ohio and NOT florida where miami actually is (it’s a county in ohio apparently but this isn’t about that).

anyway. the icc teams seem to be centered in the midwest, which for the sake of this au we’re going to say ohio is part of (it might actually be part of it. im from the pnw i have no idea). for the sake of this au we are also going to say vanessa is the one who went to miami u.

she’s a stressed out med student, of course, but she needs a way to relax and chill out for a sec, so she joins her college’s cornhole team - kind of a strange thing to have, but she’s always been kind of a nerd so whatever. at an interstate competition, she meets a boy with a glint in his eyes, who rambles on and on about another boy she assumes is his teammate until he mentions he’s from an entirely different state. he reminds her of brittany, and when she mentions it to him she hesitates on the word friend, and he picks up on it immediately.

he introduces himself as bryce. they exchange numbers, because they’re kind of in the same situation, as it stands, and they both think the other is pretty cool. this leads to a lot of sleepless nights and screaming over phone calls.

team kansas doesn’t make it to the icc that year, but bryce invites vanessa to watch the tournament anyway, tells her with an audible wink to invite brittany. she does, not without a large amount of complaining.

she pushes him forward when clark confesses his love on live tv. he considers shoving her in a closet, later, but he figures it all worked out pretty well for him and decides against it. especially once he notices her and brittany finally holding hands.

#sorry i am eventually going to write an actual fic and not just a weirdly specific outline #it might be this! even though i just wrote out the entire plot!#the timeline in this does not make sense At All but shh. play with me in this space #i think i have to write this now i kind of love it #play it by ear #reese’s pieces #pibe fanfic

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kpforpresident · 1 year

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Clexaweek Day 6: workplace romance 🌱

Plant shop AU. Or, an AU of an AU.

collab with @thecrimsonknight, the link to the beautiful moodboard that they made is here.

It had been raining all day. Fat streams of rainwater poured off of the dark green eve that sagged defeatedly under the sheer weight of rain, the tinny plink plink plink of drops hitting the metallic gutter echoing under the door frame as they soared through the humid mid-July air. Puddles splashed merrily under harried car wheels as they rushed by the street corner where Lexa’s cozy shop sat, hunched figures under black umbrellas milling about the street corners as people hastily tried to get from their point A to point B relatively dry. A city that sat nestled in the PNW, Polis was no stranger to wet, gray days or foggy cool mornings. However, this summer had been particularly rainy, long weather forecasts of dreary little clouds sitting like sullen soldiers on Lexa’s weather app no matter how often she refreshed and hoped for a crack of sunshine in the little line of weather emojis.

Lexa fidgeted impatiently on her stool, hands clasping and unclasping in front of her and she fought the urge to reach out and straighten the spool of twine that sat primly next to her favorite gardening shears. Chancing one more glance at the slim gold watch that sat clasped around her left wrist, she sighed as she gave up and straightened from her boredom-induced slump, feeling her spine pop slightly as she unfolded from the rickety little stool to standing.

This chick has two more minutes, and then I’m locking the door and going home to watch trash TV and eat dollar ramen noodles, Lexa thought absentmindedly as she drummed her fingers on the battered workbench, watching the secondhand slowly tick towards 4:02. This is the last fucking time you hire one of Raven’s friends- just because she’s Anya’s girlfriend doesn’t mean that you have to let this weird ass best friend nepotism stand- remember what happened when you hired Octavia’s brother to build shelving? That was an entire shitshow… Lexa snarked internally as she wandered through the rows of cut flowers, straightening a wilting tulip as her eyes darted against her will again towards the door and the unrelenting deluge outside. Blurry figures continued to rush by, heads toward the ground, shoulders hunched as they all moved in a coordinated, practiced dance borne of many, many rainy days.

A whole sixty seconds goes by as she stares silently at the thin hand, finally letting her mouth slip into a frown when her expectant gaze darts towards the door to see….no one. Lexa finally let her shoulders slump minutely, hands dropping from where she had been fussing with an all-green bouquet arrangement. Turning the trimmed piece of eucalyptus over and over in her fingers, Lexa turned to the back of the shop and prepared to grab her coat and trudge home once again, mentally preparing for the soggy walk three blocks home to her small albeit cozy apartment.

As she twisted the eucalyptus branch over again in her fingers, she heard the cheery tinker of her door chime, followed by the door flinging open. Lexa was turning around, warm customer service smile plastered onto her face as the human embodiment of a tsunami bounded through the glass door.

Lexa felt the smile fall in abject horror off of her stunned face as the same whirlwind promptly swept into the shop and managed to place their foot perfectly into a plate-sized puddle just beside the door mat, arms and legs pinwheeling spectacularly as her feet skidded out from under her.

She hit the ground with a loud whump, followed by a soft oof as the girl sat up slowly, painfully. Colorful swear words poured from her lips unceasingly as Lexa watched her flex various body parts with increasing confidence among finding the movements absent of pain, clearly going through an inventory of all of her working limbs post- tumble.

Lexa crouched down hesitantly, trying her best to gather the pile of cream-colored papers that had flown from her hands like feathers from a split pillow as the stranger had crashed to the floor of her shop. Sheath of papers finally gathered into a messy stack, Lexa looked up, mouth opening involuntarily as she accidentally locked gazes with the bluest set of eyes she’d ever encountered.

“I- you- you wouldn’t happen to be Clarke, would you?” Lexa managed to croak out after a long moment, where the stranger- Clarke- slowly staggered to her feet with a small wince, free hand rubbing where her hip had made contact with the concrete floor as she nodded in confirmation. Clarke’s other hand tentatively extended to take the stack of what Lexa now realized were art sketches, a small smile breaking across her face like the sun after a rainstorm as their fingers brushed slightly. Lexa absently mirrored her expression, eyes widening slightly as she did so. She flexed her hand as she retreated to behind the workbench, managing to settle onto her stool without looking like too much of a dunce.

Raven, in typical menace fashion, had neglected to mention that her artist friend that Lexa had hired to paint a mural on the blank back wall of her studio, was shockingly, jaw droppingly attractive. Not that Lexa should’ve been surprised. Raven, with her warm brown eyes, flawless skin, and shimmering black hair, could’ve walked straight out of a playboy version of a Mechanics Monthly, even covered in car oil and grease as she usually was when she came home from work from the small shop she owned with Lincoln just outside of Polis. Lincoln’s fiance Octavia was similarly stunning, with sharp cheekbones and a muscular figure, dark eyes cunning and softened by a perfect pouting mouth. Lincoln clearly felt similarly, his gaze becoming soft and dreamy when Octavia would stride into the shop in her free time, a gym bag slung over her shoulder on her way home from the boxing studio that she co-owned with Anya.

Lexa shouldn’t have been shocked that Clarke looked like a Botachelli angel, curves enclosed perfectly in a dark wash pair of jeans, a faded t-shirt slouching perfectly on her shorter frame, but still she floundered for words as the bright cerulean gaze met hers expectantly, Clarke hobbling forward to spread her cache of doodles across Lexa’s desk. Lexa tried not to drool obnoxiously as a pair of worn Doc Martens came into view at the bottom of her field of vision.

Sappho, give me strength, Lexa thinks frantically, heart beating a tempo against her ribcage as her fingers tap the wooden desk nonsensically, desperately, as a wave of sweet perfume engulfs her when Clarke shifts slightly to tuck a graphite pencil behind her ear, shimmering waves of blonde hair tumbling out from a harried braid.

“Sorry I’m late,” Clarke blurts out apologetically, tracing her finger over a smudge of charcoal in the lower corner of the topmost sketch. Lexa was already shaking her head before her brain engaged, dismissing Clarke’s wavered apology before it had fully passed her lips.

“It’s totally fine, Clarke” Lexa soothes as she darted her gaze down to appraise the charcoal lines that Clarke had spread as a silent offering in front of her, sentence petering off slowly as she leaned closer to appreciate the drawings. ‘“These- these are amazing, Raven mentioned that you left your pre-med track to go to art school downtown after your dad died?”

Clarke nods silently, chewing on a rose colored lip as her thumb smoothed over a sketch of an apple blossom, a feathery fern bending effortlessly in the background. Lexa notes the slight tension in her shoulders at the mention of her father and steers the conversation to safer waters, hair falling out of its tired bun as she bends over the drawings to examine them in more detail. She’s so entranced by the sketches she doesn’t see Clarke’s gaze trace over her figure, lingering on how Lexa’s lips purse in thought as she traces a reverent finger over a very realistic tulip bud.

“I mean, I love them all,” Lexa concludes helplessly as she runs a thoughtful hand through her hair, chancing a glance up at Clarke, who happens to be gazing at Lexa from her higher vantage point at the same time. “I would love for you to paint any of them on the wall, I’d love to just let you go wild. I’m happy to pay for whatever paint you need on top of your base rate for your time, I know it’s a big wall.”

Lexa can feel her cheeks go crimson as they lock eyes again, standing awkwardly to gesture uselessly at the large white wall that borders the back of her store, decorated only by a small floral fridge on the far right side.

“I- do you like italian food?” Clarke blurts out from somewhere behind her shoulder, Lexa turning incredulously to be met with a twin set of flaming pink cheeks. “Can I buy you dinner, and we can sketch out the mural? Is that ok? Is that breaking some sort of client contractor rule? Because I already swore to Rae that I wouldn’t fuck this up, because Anya’s essentially your sister and all–”

“I’d love to get dinner with you, Clarke.”

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Four months later when Clarke finally puts the finishing touches on the mural, they celebrate with takeout Italian food and champagne on the floor of the little flower shop.

#clexaweek23 #day6 #clexa #clarke x lexa #plant shop au

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