#published 2019

[fuckyeah-beringandwellsfics]

Helicobacter

submitted by: anonymous

Helicobacter (71787 words) by @apparitionism Chapters: 17/17 Fandom: Warehouse 13 Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Myka Bering/Helena "H. G." Wells Characters: Myka Bering, Helena "H. G." Wells, Steve Jinks, Abigail Chow Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Summary: Someone named “Helena” and someone named “Myka” happen to meet, happen to click in unexpected ways, and happen to encounter obstacles to exploring said clicking. Will these two crazy kids find a way to work things out? Well… this is a (very romantic) comedy, so let’s hope so. It’s about urban planning and medicine and fake engagements and koans and a lot of other things, including various flora and fauna and what the universe has in mind for each of us. As I’ve said before to kick off a story or two: now let’s have some fun.

Please tell us why you like this fic so much!

It's. Just. So. Enthusiastically. Bizarre.

It's got everything I love: breathtakingly awkward situations. Clever screwball comedy dialogue. Fake dating. Pedantry. A rake who's trying to be good. A good girl who's trying to make her stop. Koan. Abigail being Abigail. Marginalia (omg the marginalia!). A story about Myka and raccoons. Codewords. Charles and Helena being snarkily loving siblings.

And best of all it's a 'Helena is desperately trying to convince herself and everyone else that she is on top of the situation and she is absolutely not' fic, and I love those.

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#warehouse 13 #wh13 #w13 #bering and wells #bering & wells #myka bering #helena wells #helena g wells #helicobacter #apparitionism #anonymous submission #published 2019 #submitted 2023-11 #2023 #november 2023

[actualfemslash]

Bruises and Bitemarks (2497 words) by merodiikoneko Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako Characters: Toga Himiko, Uraraka Ochako

MOD NOTE: Explicit smut, details under cut

Additional Tags: Cunnilingus, Vaginal Fingering, Nipple Play, Biting, because Himiko is like… literally a vampire let’s be real, she probs has some sort of blood kink honestly, Friends With Benefits, Vaginal Sex Summary:

Uraraka thinks she shouldn’t be doing this, knows she shouldn’t be doing this, but somehow she manages to fall for it, every single time. What does it hurt to just give in to her desires, just once or twice?

#toga himiko x uraraka ochako #ochatoga #himiko toga #ochako uraraka #bnha #rated e #wc: 0-3000 #oneshot #a: merodiikoneko #smut #mod has not read #published 2019

[lunaticbookblog]

This Is How You Lose The Time War

Went in expecting a science fiction book about a time war with some romance and was surprised to find a book that was a romance with science fiction dressing. As a love story it’s a great book. The science fiction elements are secondary, and in fact really only present to set up the “meet cute.” Would love a sequel focusing on the actual time war.

Partly an epistolary novel. The style is well executed. Highly recommend reading if you’re looking for a sapphic love story. Do not recommend reading if you are looking to read a science fiction about a detailed and well thought out time war.

“There’s a kind of time travel in letters, isn’t there?”

#bookblr #book blog #book review #published 2019 #read 2023 #books #this is how you lose the time war #lgbt books

[smilingoceanlover]

No sooner did I see that his attention was riveted on them, and that I might gaze without being observed, then my eyes were drawn, involuntary to his face: I could not keep their lids under control: they would rise, and the irids would fix on him. I looked, and had an acute pleasure in looking, – a precious, yet poignant pleasure; pure gold, with a steely point of agony: a pleasure like what the thirst-perishing man might feel who knows the well to which he has crept is poisoned, yet stoops and drinks divine draughts nevertheless.

#jane eyre #charlotte bronte #Chinese edition #Time Literature and Art Press #published 2019

[fantastic-nonsense]

got a message out of the blue about that 'why Batman doesn't kill' explanation I left on someone else's post like two years ago but it was just "wait is Alfred dead????" and I sort of forgot that most of tumblr Batfam fandom doesn't actually read comics and so largely has no idea that Bane killed Alfred back in 2019 and he's stayed dead since

#kinda tragic really because it's been excellent angst material for Damian Dick and Jason (and Bruce of course) #even if it's also led to some absolutely baffling writing decisions (tom taylor. I'm looking directly at you) #Alfred's now the second-longest lasting death in batfam history next to Jason lmao #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne #batman #batfam #EDIT: IF I SNEAKILY CORRECTED MY DATES SO I ACTUALLY NOTED THE CORRECT YEAR CITY OF BANE WAS PUBLISHED IN (2019): no I didn't.

[yuraimi-lee-bunny]

Ptss, Ptss, hey, Red Crackle shippers.

Would you like a Red Crackle week 2024?

#Almost 5 years and my love for Red Crackle has not died down! #carmen sandiego #carmen sandiego 2019 #carmen sandiego netflix #graham crackle #graham calloway #red crackle #In fact I have other plans about Carmen Sandiego! #I will be publishing them little by little.

[vg-music-i-like]

Obsidian Mansion // Rune Factory 4

#IT'S OCTOBER 👻 #rune factory #fune factory 4 #rf4 #soundtrack #ost #misc series #tomoko morita #oof these tags are going to be a mess #lots of devs/publishers/release dates #neverland #hakama #marvelous #xseed #2012 #2013 #2014 #2019 #2020 #3DS #nintendo switch

[layla-carstairs]

Thomas going from defending Alastair to his friends and doubling down even when they all obviously disagree with him and wistfully remarking that he "like[s] his nonsense" in 1901 to saying him and Alastair are definitely not friends & that Alastair is objectively awful & debating if he should even speak to him in 1902.... like that has to be one of the most bizarre changes in character that has not and will probably never will be explained or even acknowledged

#God it makes me so mad! thinking about what we could have had.... #cc pretends that it never happened but I remember!!! I know!!! #cast long shadows thomas I will always mourn you </3 #i assume the change was because cc hates conflict 🙄 heaven forbid your characters not being right all the time #and existing in grey areas that are actually interesting to read about #cls was orginally published online in 2018 & then in print in 2019 #like chain of gold came out in 2020! why did it change so much 💀 #bella talks #thomas lightwood #alastair carstairs #james herondale #matthew fairchild #christopher lightwood #the last hours #cast long shadows #ghosts of the shadow market #gotsm #tlh #chain of gold #chain of iron #chain of thorns #the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc

[the-losers-are-still-losing]

so i just published on ao3???

i guess i should be advertising this a little more confidently, but this is kind of a strange experience for me so there you go.

i wrote a 2.7k losers club fic as a method of procrastinating nanowrimo, and now it’s actually out there in the world so,,, check it out!!

it features all of the losers, it’s based almost entirely upon the book as opposed to the miniseries/films, and it’s pretty much just me filling in the gaps (episodically and emotionally) between them fighting it and leaving derry ⤵️

#sorry i sound so confused by my own choice to publish it #lmao anyway #the losers club #stephen king’s it #it 1986 #it 1990 #it 2017 #it 2019 #it #stephen king #it stephen king #reddie #losers club fic #derry maine #fanfic #ao3 #first fanfic

[handweavers]

currently reading 'racism and racial discrimination in malaysia: a historical & class perspective' by kua kia soong who was arrested and detained as a socialist in singapore and is a major marxist scholar who has spent his career exposing and analyzing the relationship between racism and capitalism in malaysia going back to the british colonial era and discussing how gov policies and actions since independence have perpetuated the racist structures put in place during imperial rule because it benefits the ruling capitalist class. i've read it before and it's genuinely the best book on the subject for anyone interested in understanding how capitalism and racism are fundamentally linked in malaysia, it's such a good book

#published locally too so its very affordable its like 35 RM? for a book in msia thats rare lol #imported books cost like RM60+ usually over 100 ringgit. probably worse now since i was last there in 2019

[fedorah-the-explorah]

once I recover my motivation to write I'm going to write about whatever lesbian shit paper star and carmen had going on during that hold over year and then it's going to be OVER for you bitches

#shut up suzie #papercarm #carmen sandiego 2019 #honestly it probably wont be till after the new year that i publish anything new #im so. stressed #im working full time bc my boss asked me to and like a fool i said yes #i have this hefty video project im working on #and then i gotta write some lesbian shit for the carrie fandom #bc i do a carrie holiday fic exchage each year and i refuse to break that tradition #even if i am actively weeping as i think about everything i got going on 😭😭 #sorry for the rant guys #seriously shut up suzie

[fuckyeah-beringandwellsfics]

Thunder Makes Her Quake

submitted by: anonymous

AO3 link and details: Thunder Makes Her Quake (1794 words) by @bi-swan-trash Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Warehouse 13 Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Myka Bering/Helena "H. G." Wells Characters: Myka Bering, Helena "H. G." Wells Additional Tags: Thunderstorms, Sharing a Bed, Comfort Summary: Myka is deeply afraid of thunder. Without her noise canceling headphones, she has to turn to human comfort.

Please tell us why you like this fic so much!

This is such a sweet sharing-a-bed comfort fic.

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#warehouse 13 #wh13 #w13 #bering and wells #bering & wells #myka bering #helena wells #helena g wells #thunder makes her quake #bi-swan-trash #anonymous submission #published 2019 #submitted 2023 06 #2023 #june 2023

[actualfemslash]

Climbing Mountains (2589 words) by Mildlyashamed Author tumblr: @mildlyashamed Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kayama Nemuri | Midnight/Takeyama Yuu | Mount Lady Characters: Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Takeyama Yuu | Mount Lady

MOD NOTE: Contains explicit smut, so further details under cut

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Face-Sitting, Cunnilingus, Sex Toys, Fluff and Smut, Praise Kink, Lingerie, thank you Mari and the voice chat I'm talking to for the great name Summary:

[ Yuu ] Don’t worry about dinner, I saw what happened on the news. Come home, I’ve made you something to eat

[ Nemuri ] If it’s your pussy and not actual food, I’m leaving you.

[ Yuu ] ;)

#kayama nemuri x takeyama yuu #midlady #nemuri kayama #yuu takeyama #bnha #rated e #wc: 0-3000 #oneshot #a: mildlyashamed #smut #mod has not read #published 2019

[sadaveniren]

Fun facts about Maya’s new book!!

She doesn’t have a publishing deal (yet?)

However do you know this Sada? You might ask. Well it is quite simple dears. First: she didn’t list any publisher, which is a difference from how -say - Lottie announced her new book.

There is also nothing that comes up when you search for Maya or the book, and there’s nothing in any trade magazines about her book being picked up.

On top of that, her illustrator? He only made his IG account 6 hours ago. He is in fact a real artist but the account she tagged is brand new.

Just some fun facts 🤗

#listen I’m not saying that she - herself - intentionally dropped this today #but there is no publisher #and she’s got no release date #so #draw your own conclusions #that said self-publishing on Amazon is 100% valid #I in fact just got my first royalty payment from an ebook I put up back in 2019 #a whole FIVE CENTS #hopefully Maya will be just as successful 🤗

[sfsolstice]

✦ allegiance gn!reader x sylvain gautier . . . a/n: TOOOONS of angst &lt;3

Your name being called out to a crowd of unruly commoners rang sharply between your ears. One foot weighed itself on your shoulder blade as, in a moment's notice, your face met the chilling snow that had fallen earlier that morning.

"Charges lay against you for for the conspiracy and subsequent murder of the late regent of the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus, the Grand Duke of Itha, Rufus Blaiddyd. Charged alongside you is His Highness, the son of the late King Lambert Blaiddyd, and nephew of the Grand Duke, Dimitri Blaiddyd."

At the call of his name, you heard the sound of chains rattling in the struggle against Kingdom knights and the crunch of snow approaching where you laid. A grunt from the prince, who was knocked down to the ground same as you, escaped him.

You remembered that day five years ago, under a gray, bleak sky, clouds overhung yours and Dimitri's trial for the murder of his uncle. The prosecution was Faerghus. Or rather, Cornelia at the behest of the Empire. Hearing the charges of a crime you nor Dimitri didn't commit made that morning's breakfast resurface, you recalled. To eliminate Dimitri and those closest to him meant that the rightful heir to the throne and anyone who was powerful enough to command Faerghus' military would be gone; the trouble of fighting and losing valuable men in the Kingdom would be gone, and thus, it would be easier for Edelgard to unite Fódlan.

You remembered Dedue rescuing you from the cells underneath the castle in Fhirdiad. You remembered his telling you that His Highness would be right behind you, being told that you should just run as far from the capital as you could. You remembered the snow, how softly it came down on the day you were supposed to die. You remembered how you crawled to Gautier, because you didn't know who else to run to, because Sylvain was the one you trusted the most.

His eyes when he saw you were full of kindness and worry; he took you in and begged his father to harbor a war criminal in his home. Sylvain did everything he could to keep you in Gautier, to keep you from being hunted down by traitorous scum who dared once calling themselves loyal to the Holy Kingdom. He couldn't let it happen: have them find you and take you back to behead you. His heart wouldn't let him.

You remembered hearing from Sylvain that Fhirdiad announced that the criminal, treasonous prince had atoned for his sins two days after you arrived, when the snow was coming down softly, just as it had when your charges were read to you. You remembered crying in his arms as he sat next to you in bed and crying yourself to sleep thereafter for a week. The boy you swore you'd one day serve and fight alongside— his death rested in your hands, heavy and acrid. You wished you had done something, you wished you hadn't been so selfish and left him despite what Dedue said, you wished you had given your life to the Empire instead of Dimitri's.

You swore revenge, you swore to protect the people who mattered the most to you. At least the ones who were left. You swore that Cornelia and Edelgard would pay for taking away the most important thing to you and that they would never do it again, not for as long as you protected what was left of the Kingdom as a Holy Knight for House Gautier, for they had given you a new lease on life.

You joined the cause, a defense against the Empire. You, under House Gautier, alongside Sylvain, whom you were ordered by his father to protect with you life, and other houses in eastern Faerghus, including House Fraldarius, fought against Imperial armies for the sake of the kingdom you called home, for the sake of those who came before you to establish it, for those whose lives were unfairly taken by an oppressive regime. You owed your life to the Kingdom, to the selfless people of Faerghus who raised you in place of your parents, to Dedue, to Sylvain and House Gautier.

But on the battlefield, everything reminded you of what you really felt, no matter how many excuses you gave it. You were in love with Dimitri Blaiddyd, and the Empire took him away from you. Five years later, you fell in love with the man you served, Sylvain Gautier. You fought to avenge your former flame, and you fought to protect your current. You supposed that no matter how selfish your reasons were, if you fought alongside people whose goals aligned with yours, it didn't matter, because it was all for a greater good.

On this particular field, on this particular day, snow came down from a sky as bleak as on the day you were to be executed, five years ago. The screams and shouts of a warring crowd, from opposing sides as both attempted to cut down the other, rang sharply between your years. Your battle cries mixed with those of Felix and his father and Sylvain and his. You fought at the side of your lord, by the nobleman who let you live again, never once letting him out of your sight out of fear for the worst.

But on a day like this, echoing the day of your beheading and the day you received news of Dimitri's death, how could you have expected a blessing from the Goddess? You heard a grunt from your left. You looked over and red clouded your vision, and a sour, metallic smell made your heart stop. On one side was the tip of a blade and on the other, a hilt soaking in blood. Sylvain had been pierced by an Imperial swordsman; he drew his sword back, leaving a hole in Sylvain's abdomen for every drop of blood to seep out of. You cried out his name as you watched his body fall to the ground, the snow crunching under him as ounce upon ounce of blood stained Fódlan.

You blinked and soon the Imperial soldier's heart stopped beating and your lance had cut open his throat. You fell to Sylvain's side, uninterested in this war anymore if it meant that someone dear to you should die again. You thanked the Goddess you trained in faith as you rolled Sylvain over, sweeping him up into your arms with one hand over his wound. He looked at you with those kind eyes, filled with worry, just like he did five years ago. A white light shone brightly around your hand and over his wound; you were determined to stop his bleeding but not determined enough to hide your anguish, your salty tears, and the quake in your palms. You begged him to not die, for him to stay strong, for the sake of Dimitri and Felix, for the sake of his kingdom, for your sake, because you just couldn't lose someone you loved again.

He let out a breathy chuckle, the way he always chuckled. He flashed that smug grin you knew he made whenever he hid his pain, whether physical or emotional— whichever one this hid as you held him, you couldn't tell. Four words left his lips that gripped your heart so tightly you couldn't breathe.

"I love you too."

The quake in your hands spread its way into the rest of your body as your tears more rapidly ran down your face and as sobs pressed their way past your lips. You focused your magic to close his wound, but you knew that even so, he had already lost so much blood. You were unsure of if he was going to live; the very thought shook you to your core, spreading despair through your veins.

"Please don't die..." You pleaded softly. "Please, oh Goddess, don't take him away too."

But you were right, he had lost too much blood. His heart couldn't take anymore. For him, hearing you tell him you loved him after hiding his feelings for so long and knowing that he did everything he could to protect you and the rest of the people of Faerghus was enough for him. He lifted his hand weakly to your cheek, caressing gently as he strained to let words out.

"I love you. I've loved you for so long."

He swallowed hard, fighting off death for just another moment with you.

"Don't fight to avenge me or His Highness. Fight for the people of Fódlan, for those who can't."

You nodded, letting your tears drip down your chin and onto his paling skin. It was too soon that the Goddess had taken him, as his hand slowly fell lifeless from your face to his side. He was gone, and Edelgard had claimed another person you held dear. Your grip on his body tightened. You pulled him closer to you, refusing to let go as you cried into his arms the way you did when you heard news of Dimitri's death. You didn't want to leave him yet, you didn't want him to leave you yet.

Around you as you mourned and wailed, war continued to be waged, unsatiated by the blood of hundreds already. The echoes of men and women taking their last breaths on this battlefield and many more battlefields to come rang between your ears. You wanted this ringing to stop, for all this shouting and crying and death to stop. But you knew, for the sake of those who fought and gave their lives for this cause, that this was no place to give up. For Sylvain, for Dimitri, for the once great Holy Kingdom of Faerghus, you owed your life to the people, and to the people you will give it.

#sylvain gautier x reader #sylvain jose gautier x reader #fe3h x reader #fe3h #A FOUR YEAR OLD FIC DAMN #first published on ao3 in 2019 oh my god #anyways i loved (and still love) sylvain so gd much #i also love suffering so </3 #sfsolstice

[thatonecrookedsmile]

["So what can you expect in the coming months?"] ["…you never know!"] ["He’s always watching me..."] ["-I saw Mister Drew the other day…was meeting with that Connor fellow, holding some papers."] ["I think they saw me looking though…"] ["Just too many secrets being cooked up in the kitchen!"] ["If I didn’t know better, I’d say there was magic there."] ["A well calculated understanding between creation-"] ["-big things are coming!"] ["-and creator."] ["Massive things!"] ["That smile…"] ["..you just learn to go with it."] ["He’s always watching me..."] ["You just watch…"] ["I’ve got a good feeling something great is going to happen…”]

...

…How very interesting,such… knowledge.

{A message from Wilson Arch}

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Yoooo, guess who is having a birthday today. Me,obviously. :D

Oh, and Wilson too, I guess. If you wanna be THAT guy.

Remember when this video came out there were people who heard the voice at the end and thought the voice was either Sammy or the Ink Demon? Man, those were the days. However with all due respect, I'm glad neither case was right in the end lol.

On this day 5 years ago, "Unknown - April 14th" was posted on YouTube, which means it's been 5 damn years since we first heard from Wilson...

man, what a damn BABY MAN, am i right folks

It's interesting to think that even though it's been 5 years, we've only known who Wilson really is for 2 years now (or more appropriately, 1 year and 5 months of those 5 years). Of course, now, after BATDR was released, we know who he is and what his place is in the Bendy universe. But between April 1, 2019 and November 1, 2022, all we knew about him was that he…existed. He was someone - someone bad apparently - who sounded old and who would have some relevance in the plot of Dark Revival. And that's it. We had no name, no appearance, nothing. He was someone, but we didn't know who.

It's no wonder he was only referred to as "Unknown" by fans during these 3 and a half years.

In the end, I would say that this drawing is a mix of 2 things. The first being the result of an idea I've had for a while, which is basically making a drawing in relation to the original video/"unknown" tape, but this time with Wilson, since now we know it was recorded by him. Plus it's been 5 years since the original upload,5 years of Wilson. I think this would be the perfect time to do this.

And second, a strange kind of redux/homage/"final chapter" in this kind of "collection" of drawings I did between 2019 and 2022 all based on the idea of "the unknown weirdo from BATDR saying How Very Interesting Such Knowledge" and so on. All of them having other characters in mind in the role of the Unknown. And now, here I am, redoing this idea again, only with The Man Himself this time. The real Unknown. Now as the Known, so to speak.

Going back to what I said before, you can see this drawing as a kind of farewell to this particular idea that I've kind of repeated over the years, as I've now done it again only with Wilson this time. (Does this mean I'll never draw this concept/line of thought again? I mean, I assume so. But there's no guarantee I can't make something similar again down the line. Who knows what the future holds. We will see what happens in the next 5 years.)

But,yeah. 5 years of Such Knowledge™.

Have a good April Fools' Day.

(Also, there are still a few hours until the day ends where I live, so for me it's still April 1st, so yeah, this still counts)

#bendy and the ink machine #batim #bendy and the dark revival #batdr #wilson arch #crookedsmileart #I'm going to start headcanon that Wilson's birthday is on April Fools. It fits him 😌 #yo perspective SUCKS; who created this;i'm gonna beat them until there's no more. #also;lighting is so. hard;how do you all do it #Does anyone have tips for lighting; it would be a huge help /gen #also also;drawing the audio logs was a BATTLE. It was sooo boring; why do I do this to myself #so many details and I had to do it in 7 of them; and it's because these are the DR models;which have more details; #if I had to make them based on IM models I would probably make them simpler. But I wanted to be accurate :-))) #since we are on this subject (and I'm 99% sure of this) #Did you know that the textures in the audio log models used in the final game #are different to those used in the videos published between Feb and April 2019? and a little less detailed? #I realized this when I was looking for references for the drawing #the audio logs in those videos and the audio logs in the final game are not the same thing (at least in terms of texture) #Next time you play BATDR; think about this lol /hj #in retrospect; I don't think those audio logs published at the time would really be relevant to the game's plot #and I think that in the end their purpose was (besides worldbuilding i guess) just to tease the existence of Wilson #I still think that Joey's audio was supposed to be more of a meta thing since the real JDS was actually growing during that time #in my head; that at least makes sense (referring to the last 2 tags) #anyway;happy birthday Wilson;you old bitch #ok i finally post this;now back to the HOG