#think this fic is gonna be updates every three days since the chapters are a little longer

[n7punk]

the problem with writing flirting is you have to know how to flirt

#a real non-starter that one #i'll be updating later today so be on the lookout for that #think this fic is gonna be updates every three days since the chapters are a little longer #but who knows maybe every two will work out #once im a little deeper in the story #fic rambling

[envy-of-the-apple]

Hey!! The ask you answered about some satosaugu fic recommendations kinda made me curious if you got any other fics to recommend. Pretty please? <33 (Also, I love your fics so much, been so fascinated with them ever since I found them. Please keep up the good work <3)

considering op didn't specify which fandom they wanted...I'm gonna go ahead and link every single one of my favorite fics mwahahaha

His Savior (geto suguru x reader)

Takes place right after Suguru kills the village and adopts his daughters. Reader is a non-sorcerer but is still able to weasel into his heart! For now its slice of life, super super cute

The Things that Lie beneath the Sea (Mermaid!OchaIzuKatsu x reader)

Reader is hinted to be recently divorced and decides to spend a year isolated on an island and meets three merpeople that are a bit too interesting. Even though im no longer in the mha fandom, i still go back to see if the author has added any chapters. Really really good! And it has a (sort of) language barrier!

Fight Night (MMA fighter!Sukuna x reader)

Reader gets tangled up with MMA fighter sukuna???? Yum???? it's like 80% smut buuuut the plot and they way they both bond is super cute too!

Zero day (Ghost x reader x Konig)

To avoid jail time, reader joins Task Force 141 as their tech support. Super interesting plot! I don't think it's being updated anymore:( but this is one of my favorite COD fics of all time!!!

Simple Math (Poly! Ghostsoap x Nurse!reader)

Soap and Ghost try to flirt with their oblivious nurse...despite soap being currently hospitalized

Bird Song (Jake sully x human!reader x neytiri)

Reader gets taken hostage by the Na'vi and becomes Neytiri's and Jake's babysitter. Yall its such a cute poly fic iloveitiloveitiloveitsosomuchhhh. Technically not completed but i think it ended perfectly!

Something (just like this) (Izuku x reader)

Reader gets hired to make pro-hero izuku a comic book based on his life and they bond! So so so cuteeeee ahhhhhh!!!!

Undone (Squid Game salesman! Kuroo x reader) (noncon)

Reader catches Kuroo with his latest victim player.

It's a vanasha fic. You already know it's gonna be amazing

Love, Death and Circuits (Android! YoRHa!Gojo x reader)

Reader wakes up ten thousand years in the future where humanity now lives on the moon. It's Android's gojo's first time meeting a human and they learn what happened while the reader was asleep.

THIS is the fic that got me into the nier automata hyperfixation for like three months. You do not need to play the game to understand this. It's a super sweet fic:) Yan gojo is there too as a treat!!!!

The Ostensive Fumblings of Being Human (Connor DBH x reader)

Post revolution. Androids and humans are trying to coexist. Reader is part of an organization to help ease this process along. Connor learns what it's like to fall in love

How many times have i reread this???? I'm not gonna answer that. It's so gorgeous. The author perfectly encapsulates a deviant connor. He's so lost and unsure but the way he keeps moving forward is so inspiring! And the mc and connor's blooming relationship is super cute to see. The world building the author is able to make from Cage's chicken scratch is amazing too! And philosophy!

I have like two thousand more but this is already long enough teehee. if yall read any pls pls pls give the authors a kudos/bookmark/comment!!!!

#fic recs

[edupiii]

🦇The Cryptic Tales of Coppersfield Update!!💛

Now I’m not entirely sure how many people on here actually read my fic The Cryptic Tales of Coppersfield, but incase you do I just wanna give a small update!

I’m more than halfway through finishing Chapter 10 as well as beginning Chapter 11, however, I am in the middle of final exams and essays for my first year of uni so my attention is focused on that stuff. I checked the other day and realized I hadn’t posted a new chapter in a while so I just wanted to put out this PSA incase any readers were wondering what was happening.

I’m also finishing up the designs for Lizzy and Khan, and sketched out Alice and Beau (even though they aren’t gonna show up for a while, I wanted to draw them). I think I’ll be making a new design for Uzi and possibly Thad since they were the first ones I made and looking back I think I could do better on them. To thank you for your patience and understanding, here is the intro to the next chapter!!

(Uzi uses she/they pronouns interchangeably btw, just a heads up incase you get confused reading)

TW: mention of body horror

Chpt 10, Game Plan

It was getting closer, she was sure of it. They couldn’t hear it over the sound of her own laboured breathing and the crunching of fallen leaves underneath their heavy steps; but they knew it was coming. They had been running in the dead of night for…she wasn’t sure on the exact amount of time, but a long time would suffice for an answer.

She stopped in the middle of a clearing and spun around, feeling the distinct fear of recognition growing. She had already been here. They’d gone in some type of messed up circle. But how?

Without warning, the sound of whatever was chasing her had caught up. They could hear it’s own heavy breathing and it’s snarling grin as it approached the small, tired figure. She begrudgingly turned their form to face their enemy, feeling her gut twist as the moonlight glistened off its torn and broken flesh’s

The creature cocked its head while making some sickly attempt to laugh at its preys reaction. It looked like it could have at one point been human, but its length and height were far too unnatural of any persons. Where Uzi assumed its eyes would be was covered by greasy hair while its mouth hung open. It’s not that it was opening its mouth, it’s that it no longer had a bottom jaw to close its ever gapping gob.

Long, spindly arms helped it crawl its thin yet heavy body closer to Uzi, her feet trying to move but unable too. Finally this thing stood over the terrified teen, drool dripping from its hanging maw onto Uzis hair and face. Its head drew closer and closer, its features becoming more prominent with every passing second.

The filthy hair covering its eyes slanted as it smiled down at Uzi, allowing her to be able to see the creatures face. As they looked in horror, a tinge of confusion began to swell. What gazed back at them were not eye’s necessarily, but two sagging black sockets. In the middle of each empty hole was that strange three pronged symbol Uzi had seen so many times before. They were glowing yellow and shaking sporadically.

Uzi snapped out of their trance as the thing inched its putrid face ever so slightly to her own, causing them to try and retreat. But they couldn’t. She looked back up and gazed at the beast whose warm breath incapsulated their face.

“Wha-what the hell are you?” they asked in a shaking voice. “Some kin-kind of eldritch monster?”

The thing reared back slightly, almost like it was in shock. However, this feeling quickly faded away as it brought its face right back up to Uzis.

“It hurts our feelings you don’t remember us.”

Uzi tried to pull away once again while looking at the things mouth. “How can-can you talk!? Some psychic link! You don’t even-“

“Easier to assimilate then explain.”

A large claw seemed to almost emerge from the shadows, its skin black with webbing between the talons. It rose up quickly and came back down on Uzi who readied for their painful demise, when suddenly-

———

AGN!

AGN!

AGN!

AGN!

Uzi shot straight up from their sleeping position, her alarm clock blaring it’s awful symphony. The noise hurting her very being, Uzi wasted no time scrambling over and slamming a shaking fist on the old electronic. It finally shut up.

Leaning back slightly, Uzi began to notice how much they were shaking. Their breathing was incredibly heavy with her heart rate sending small tremors throughout her body. She also began to notice how sweaty they were (gross! i hate waking up sweaty)

However, like the past week of restless dreams, it’s memory quickly faded from her mind. They couldn’t recall any of it. At least…they’d like to not recall any of it, because the one thing that stuck in her head were the unnerving words that were spoken to them before they awoke.

Spoken in that god awful, familiar monotone voice that chirped in their head.

______

#murder drones #murder drones fanfic #the cryptic tales of coppersfield #murder drones au #vampire au #murder drones uzi doorman #murder drones n #murder drones nuzi #md nuzi #mystery au #modern au #writers on tumblr #hope you liked it #lemme know what you think :D #uzi doorman

[flowerslut]

😂☀️🏅

What’s the funniest comment someone has left on a fic of yours?

this is such a tough one, but half of @volturialice’s comments on call of the night made me laugh so hard that I befriended and then hung out with her. and fast forward five years she has clowned her way into my heart ~irrevocably~ 🥰❤️

honorable mentions go to these specific ones (top one belongs to my wife ofc)

and I wish I could find the tumblr ask that says “thanks for the stories my therapist will know your name” because that one takes the cake.

Has anyone ever left you a comment that made your day? What did it say?

ALL THE TIME ARE YOU JOKING??? most recently I’ve been getting a lot of comments from people telling me about how my version of maria in roots is turning them into maria stans, and every time that happens I twirl my hair and kick my feet like a lovesick idiot 🤩

also a lot of people have left comments on call of the night (and walk in the dark) to tell me about how they binge-read it over a day or two and those are always my favorite because it means I derailed someone’s sleep schedule for at least one night and that delights me every time. but here’s a pair of comments I think of regularly:

because it 1000% summed up the way I wanted everyone to feel during the climax of cotn’ and to see that I stuck the landing? sublime. nothing will ever feel as good as seeing these as the first two comments after I posted that chapter 🥰

What is the fic you’re most proud of?

this is suchhhhhh a hard one so I’m gonna be a cheating little cheat and answer it in three parts. because my personal favorite fic of mine (not the best, per se, but my number 1) is north star. tbh, that fic should have been much trickier to write (empath alice and psychic jasper? how do you even attempt to successfully jam that into canon!verse?) so i’m very proud of myself for cranking it out over the time span that I did. that was the first fic I ever gave to my wife to look-over and make lil edits to, which is something that I had never once done before with any of my writing EVER.

then or course you’ve got call of the night, and just about everyone has heard the story about that fic, but I really am soooo proud of myself for finishing it! 16/17 year old baby shan would have been sooooo happy to know that it was lovingly completed (technically speaking) in my 20s!

but I think I have to nominate roots for ‘fic i’m most proud of’ just due to the sheer size of this project. and maybe it’s that Current Fic Bias talking (since it’s the only fic of mine being updated/worked on rn) but I really did daydream, outline, and draft an entire 200k word fic with multiple alternating povs and so many moving parts that my even readers are making timelines to make sure they don’t miss anything. that’s so cool for me! that’s so fun! roots has swamped my brain for a year and a half, I’ve put my whole pussy into it, and not to sound like a broken record but shoutout to my wife @volturialice for basically being my editor. the fact that she hasn’t killed me for not knowing the difference between “its” and “it’s” or divorced me for my fixation on unnecessary scene blocking isssss miraculous 🥴

send me more fanfic asks

#you know i had to do it to em (drop the irrevocably about my wife) #these answers are getting long as fuck but whatever y’all asked 3 at once

[thefreakydeaky]

After the Thrill is Gone

Part One

Negan Smith x Reader

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Modern AU

Summary: From the first moment you laid eyes on Negan you were inexplicabley drawn to him. The passion between you is hot and only grows more intense the longer you see each other. There is only one problem, you're both married to other people.

Warnings: Dark Fic , Stalking, Stalker behavior, Smuttyness, Adult Language, I'll add more warnings as I post, so please check the warnings for updates on each chapter.

You spoke into your phone in a low voice trying hard not to be overheard.

"You know we can't."

"Can't or shouldn't?" Negan challenged.

You took an anxious breath.

"He'll find out."

"We'll be careful. He will never know." He insisted.

You chewed your lower lip nervously.

"Only to talk, right?"

"Yeah, just to talk." He assured you.

You let out a weak shuddering breath.

"Meet me at the place we used to meet tomorrow at eleven thirty."

"I'll see you there." He promised and hung up.

The next day, you wore the gift Negan had given you when he'd seen you last, a white summer dress with pink flowers dotting it. You slipped into a pair of buff colored sandals and left through the back door.

He texted you the number of the motel room. When you reached the motel, a bleak ugly thing with it's walls of dirty white stucco and fading orange doors, you walked along the sidewalk under the awning. You checked the numbers as you passed, your heartbeat quickening the closer you got to number three.

You knocked on the door. The door seemed to part from the frame slowly, almost spookily since you couldn't see who was standing behind it. You took a step into the room and then another and another.

"Negan?" You called softly.

You heard the door close behind you and jumped. You turned and there he was, in his black leather jacket and grey tshirt. Those beautiful amber eyes were watching you.

He came close to you, leaned down and gave you a kiss, a gentle little peck.

"Hello there, Babygirl. Wasn't sure you were gonna make it."

You swallowed to wet your nervous throat.

He pinched the sleeve of your dress.

"This looks beautiful on you. I knew it would." He rubbed the material between his finger and thumb, but didn't touch you.

"You said you wanted to talk. Well, I'm here. So let's talk." You had to muster up every ounce of confidence you had to say the statement, because you knew him and any sign on weakness he saw, he'd pounce on it.

"Mhmm." He took your hand in his. " Why don't we sit." He led you to the bed.

Careful not to sit too close, you brushed your hand down the back of your skirt and sat down on the tan and orange blanket.

"Tell me why you think we should end our... relationship." He hadnt let go of your hand.

You cleared your throat.

"You're married-"

"So, are you." He interrupted.

"-and if we get caught-"

"We just have to keep being careful, Babygirl. No one will find out."

"-it will hurt people."

His thumb rubbed soothing circles on the back of your hand.

"We won't get caught. As long as we stay careful and neither one of us gets sloppy, they'll never know."

The sigh you emitted grated on his nerves. You could tell by the way his jaw tightened.

"The way I feel about you...it's getting worse. I think about you all the time. I miss you so bad it aches. We can't go on like this. We'll never be-"

"How do you feel about him?"

You looked away guiltily.

"Do you love him?"

"I...well, yes, but-"

"I love her. I don't think either one of us would ever actually leave them. Not for all the world, not even for each other."

You sat there in the quiet for a moment, soaking in his words. Weighing whether or not they were true.

"So what real danger is there in seeing each other if we both know and accept that nothing will come of it?"

You peered into his mesmorizing whisky colored eyes. In their depths you could see he was every bit as addicted as you were. One of you had to do the right thing.

You stood up.

"This is the last time I'll see you." You bent and took a sweet kiss from his lips, drinking from them the last sip of the intoxicating drug that plagued you.

"Good bye, Negan." You said with finality and went out the door.

••••••••••••••

You saw Daryl putting his gun in the safe you kept in your bedroom. You frowned, confused by why he would have taken it out in the first place, but you didn't ask.

"Honey?" You called from the doorway. "Dinner's ready."

He shut the little door and stood.

"What'd you make?"

"Some of that bass you caught last weekend and rice and potatoes."

He laughed softy.

"The kids aren't gonna wanna eat none of that."

You put your arms around him as he came closer.He was getting better at not tensing up when you hugged him, something your marriage counselor had suggested he work on. You were happy to see some improvement.

"Well then, it's a good thing I made them nuggets and mac and cheese."

He leaned forward and kissed you. His lips pressed and molded to yours.

"Mmm, you look nice." He told you, in that gruff voice of his, his hand slipping down your skirt and copping a feel of your ass.

You smiled at him, holding the guilt tightly between your teeth so it didn't make you reveal your secret.

"Thank you, Honey. Just felt like dressing up today."

He was a breath away from kissing you again when the sounds of feet running through your mobile home distracted you both. You turned and saw your middle child chasing after your youngest at the end of the hallway.

"Hunter! How many times I gotta tell you not to be runnin' through this house?" Daryl chastized.

Your three year old daughter came running to you, Nintendo Switch in hand, her wild curls bouncing with her every step. You reached down and took her into your arms.

"Millie took my switch." Hunter complained.

"Shouldn't leave things where she can grab 'em." Your husband reminded him.

Daryl plucked the game out of your daughter's hand and gave it back to Hunter.

"Nooo!" She protested, kicking her feet.

"Shh..." You hushed her, patting her back and followed your family to the living room.

"Alright, y'all it's time to eat." Daryl said tiredly. "Go and sit at the table."

Hunter and Wyatt went and got cups to serve themselves juice. You and Daryl began serving the kids macaroni and cheese. You gave a nugget to your whining three year old to distract her while you placed nuggets on plates. Then you sat her down in the chair next to yours and set her small plate in front of her. Daryl gave the boys their plates.

Then you each served yourselves the fish you had baked. Daryl got a couple of beers from the fridge for the two of you. Then you sat down to eat.

"How was school?" Daryl asked.

Wyatt launched into a story about how he had gotten in trouble for something that wasn't his fault.

"School just started last week and you're already in trouble?" You tried not to sound as disappointed as you felt.

"It's his fault! He talks to me like I'm dumb."

"What, some friend of yours?" Daryl asked.

"No. Coach. I didn't do anything wrong. I just talked to him like he talks to me." He shrugged.

"Now don't be doing that. When you mess up you gotta take responsibility. You can't be blaming it on other people. That ain't right."

Wyatt hung his head.

"But they want me to stay in detention after school all week."

"What does Mom always say?" Daryl prompted.

"If you can't do the time, don't do the crime." Wyatt replied, rolling his eyes.

"That's right. Your actions have consequences. If you didn't wanna be in detention you shouldn't've acted up."

"Yeah." Hunter put in.

"Hunter." You said in warning.

"Yes, Mom?"

"Be nice to your brother."

"But Mom!"

"But Mom nothing. Be nice." You told him.

He sullenly chewed his nugget.

"Ran into Ma at the Valero by the shop. She had Millie with her." Daryl remarked.

"Oh, the baby was acting up and I had some errands to run. I asked Ma to watch her for a bit.

"What errands?" Daryl's green eyes were on you, watching you so intently, it made you uncomfortable.

"I had to stop by the bank to make sure that hold from Amazon didn't go through and I had to go to Walmart to pick up some milk. Just a few little things like that."

"Oh." He turned his attention back to his food.

You fought the compulsion to come clean.

••••••••••••

That night after you put Millie to bed your phone rang. You heard from the other room and quickly made your way to the charger to stop the ringing.

You heart squeezed painfully in your chest at the sight of the screen. Negan never called you during the evening. He knew not to. Why was he calling you? You answered the phone. You went to the kitchen for some privacy.

"Hello?"

"I need to see you."

You sighed.

"I meant what I said. You shouldn't be calling me." Your thumb moved toward the end call button.

"You didn't give me enough time to tell you my side of things."

"I am sorry you feel that way."

"I need...to see you, Babygirl and I know you want to see me. We can meet up Friday morning. Can you make that?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't. Please don't call me again." You said and hung up. It hurt you to say no, but you had to do it. It had to be a clean break for both of you otherwise you wouldn't be able to stop.

A mere thirty seconds later your phone rang. You checked the screen and couldn't believe it. Negan was calling again. You put the ringer volume on mute and set your phone down to charge.

#negan smith x reader #negan x reader #daryl dixon x reader #daryl x reader #twd x reader #negan #daryl dixon #the walking dead

[dynamic-k]

How you doin'

I think I finally broke out of the Writer's Block!! Time to celebrate with a coffee!

I also started writing the next chapter of the Guessing Game, uhhhh, whoops, why has it taken me eleven days-

I am also making a lot of headway on the next Arc Two chapter, and I am so unbelievably excited to bring it to completion because more LOREEEE!! And more subtle things to decipher, hehehe

And other not-so-subtle things... Yeah...

And also, uhm, a certain mother of the Alcoholic Twins, *cough, cough* Mum Rum *cough, cough*

I need to keep my mouth shut, cursors...

Why do I let you all ask me things-

Next thing I know, I'll be explaining King's full motives in way too much detail... '= w =

ANYWAY

Yes, I am doing swell and well, and good mood. U v U

Even though the Alan Becker Minecraft server has been very captivating as of late, and I find myself not writing as much because I want to hang out with Alan Becker fandom people-

WHICH BY THE WAY

I am on that server a lot, as Dynamic_K, so feel so free to say Hi and whatnot, I love meeting you all. :D

And you may also call me Scarlett, I don't care a bit.

Golden Boy, I thiiiiink, is going to still take me a while, even though I've actually made really good headway for the first time since I made chapter 2. It's gonna be so long, lol. I wrote down the plot outline, for the most part, and I just need to fill in the actual words. (Some of which is already done, hence my prediction about the chapter being like 10,000+ words, lol)

Don't ask me about A Second's Tale just yet. That's still sitting on the backburner of my incredibly spacious Mind Stove, simmering every now and then as I slowly piece together how I want the plot to go. I NEVER HAD A SPECIFIC PLAN FOR THAT FIC, IT'S GETTING TRICKY-

I'll finish it all, eventually, though. I promise!! I never EVER abandon a fic.

That's like my motto at this point!

...besides the Second punnery, the "I don't believe I have the faintest notion what you're insinuating" and some other things I say often...

*cough*

Anyway!

Yeah, I think that's it for major updates.

Feel free to clarify more specific inquiries in mah Askity Boxity-

OH STICK

I JUST REALIZED I FORGOT TO POST MY "Idea Box"!!

I had an idea, hehe, about three weeks ago now, oops-

That I could-

OH, never mind, you'll see, I'll get that out soon.

SHUHHCE

I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO DO, WHYYY

#Ask Scarlett #Super Sticks AU #Oh yeah I'm doing great /dead-serious

[dreamsclock]

THE ULTIMATE DREAMSCLOCK UPDATE!

hello. hi. as most of u are probably very unsurprised to hear, i have bit off WAY more than i can chew in terms of personal projects. this is now something i am beginning to belatedly realize is A Problem for many reasons. mainly a) i am chronically overwhelmed esp with the biggest exams of my LIFE next months and b) i can’t take on any more projects realistically that i want to begin.

poll + more info under readmore bc i have chronic can’t-shut-up syndrome (adhd)

SO. in order to actually produce content for you guys i am Cutting Back Which Fics I Work On. at least until july. this SHOULD allow me to finish at least some fics and hopefully move on in the summer to other ones, but since im indecisive i thought i’d let YOU guys decide which fics i continue to work on!!! so here’s a poll.

the top five will continue to be worked on, and i plan to finish checkmate + hold him close in the next week anyway. so vote for your next five faves, and from there i’ll figure out which ones i’m gonna continue

this SHOULD help me make a good dent in these fics while also working on stuff that makes people happy :]

IN ADDITION TO THIS. i am also only streaming three times a week. ‘only?’ you might be thinking. ‘sparrow dreamsclock, you don’t even stream ONCE a week!’ to which i say Be Quiet. kidding but i’ve been putting way too much pressure on myself to try and stream every night and then beating myself up when i’m too tired 😭 so hopefully limiting myself to three times a week helps!!

STREAM DAYS: Monday, Wednesday, Saturday

I could stream more than this!! But at the very least you’re promised three streams a week unless something goes horribly wrong.

AO3 UPDATES: Wednesday, Sunday

AGAIN this is to try and give you guys some kind of consistency 😭😭 i know im very erratic + unreliable when it comes to uploading so i wanted to try and provide a schedule. no idea WHAT updates these will be, but you know Something will be posted there which is awesome

YOUTUBE UPLOADS: Beginning May

‘but sparrow!’ you may be saying. ‘you just said the most important exams of your life happen in may!’ to which i say Be Quiet. Yes. I Know. I’m An Idiot. but i wanna start providing youtube content Too!!! whether this be dsmp analysis or stream highlights or original minecraft choose-your-own-ending games i’ve made, i’ll be uploading (hopefully consistently) beginning may!!!! more info to come. unless i forget of course.

ANYWAY. if you’ve sat through all of this then HELLO HI!!!!! sorry. this announcement sounds self important and dumb but honestly even writing this out has eased like a load of my anxieties. ever since the end of 2021 i’ve been so overwhelmed with the frankly dumb amount of projects ive given myself, and it’s most of the reason ive been burned out since then too :’) thank u for being understanding and thank u for being such a source of inspiration for me and thank u thank u THANK U for being the best people ever muah ily

this starts from TODAY Btw!!! will be uploading a chapter of checkmate tonight and also streaming which i’m looking forward to. we’re gonna Chill until summer and then i can go crazy with projects again. but this feels more manageable!!!!

tune in for my stream tonight at 9pm (fnaf time FUCK YEAH) and thank u again :]

[wttcsms]

Thinking every day of daylight, if i weren't such a sucker for the thing it would start to annoy me....

I'm already expierencing withdrawal symptoms and the last update is barely even a month old🥲 Is it alright if i ask when the next update is?

(Please don't stress yourself i know it's gonna be amazing no matter what <3)

HAHA, you’re so funny and sweet!! im not sure when you started reading daylight, but it was a 4 month wait from ch2 to ch3p1 😭😭 i will say that engagement with daylight (comments) decreases with each update despite the content + word count going up considerably (esp content-wise), so it is unfortunately not high up on my list of priorities ☹️ the entirety of chapter 3 (all three parts of it) will be over 60k, and there’s a lot going on, so hopefully it’ll be worth the wait!!!!

daylight is very big on evoking emotion, and it’s been great to try my hand at worldbuilding marley & touch on marleyan vs eldian dynamics, the emotional and mental effects of war esp on the soldiers who return from war after spending months on an active battlefield, the unforgiving circumstances of reader’s life as a brothel worker, while also developing the relationship between colt and reader. i love working on daylight, and i WILL be completing it if it’s the last thing i do, and it’s def a labor of love but it often times gets difficult to be motivated to work on it as often as my other projects since i love my other ongoing fics and i know that those fics are what a majority of my followers are going to actually read

#💌 favorite #it means a lot to me that you love daylight! #daylight is forever my baby #but it is going neglected #haven’t even opened the doc for ch3p2 in a while 😔☹️ #maybe sometime next month i’ll take another look at it HAHA

[dottores]

AHHHHHHHH screamed and sobbed into my pillow when I came home to read the new chapter of Heliotropes. I fought every inner demon afterwards I’m not even gonna lie to you.

I’m the commenter from ao3 of the color purple, and I saw your response to my comment and cried even harder bro. I know it’s only been four chapters (and a segment data page!), but I’m already so attached. The ending of the new chapter hand me audibly going “no nO NOOO”. Arggggg darn you, your angsty ideas, and how well you execute them.

I’m so happy that I was right about how much Dottore has influenced her, even more than we had been originally lead to believe. However all your hints of future fights has me sweating in my seat, but excited nonetheless!! It’s interesting for me to think about how sneaky Ms. Purple must have become over the years. Being a good secret keeper and staying under the radar must be hard, and she’s definitely learned a thing or two, I’m sure.

Seeing how conflicted Ms. Purple is with her family is so interesting, especially since we already know that Dottore probably wouldn’t care for her family no matter how wonderful they are. I love him, but I fear he might take advantage of her distance from them by making it worse or manipulating the situation. She cares for them, and you can’t just stop loving someone, even if they hurt you again and again. This is something I doubt Dottore would be able to understand, since emotions aren’t something he can typically rationalize.

ALSO IM SO HLAD YOU DIDNT MAKE MS. PURPLE A COOKIE CUTTER THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! I’m so happy you’ve become invested in this fic, as I can see just how much it’s helping you explore both yourself and your talents.

When I went back to reread The Color Purple again, I realized how close Delta and Iota must be to her. On top of that, Dottore had already threatened to send Theata to work with Delta. I was thinking about how funny that was, as those three would be the most problematic for Dottore if they found his (their? Technically) soulmate first.

Also I already suspected Brighella of something bad, BUT NOW IM THOROUGHLY CONVINCED HES THE SPY. Which would be so SO bad for arlecchino since she brought him in (yikes).

All of this is making me wonder about possibilities and routes. I’m curious to find out what Ms. Purple will do to earn Dottore’s respect, because even if he does care about her as she’s his soulmate, that doesn’t change the fact that he doesn’t really want her there. The plot thickens.

NO WORRIES ABOUT THE COMMENT BTW!! I’m surprised you even responded, it really made my day <33 Your work inspires me, and I’ll never shut up about how great you are in expressing exactly what the characters are feeling or doing without losing the audience’s focus. I’ve yet to read any of your stories and feel uninterested, even on characters I don’t particularly care for. Thank you so much for your time and efforts, I promise you me and hundreds of others are always thrilled to see that you’ve updated.

Best of luck on your future works!!

STOPPPPP YOURE THE AO3 COMMENTER ????? I LITERALLY LOVE YOU SO MUCH WHAT YOUR COMMENT STRAIGHT UP MADE ME CRY SEVERAL TIMES IT WAS THE SWEETEST THING EVER. YOURE SO BELOVED TO ME, LET ME SMOOCH YOUR FOREHEAD SOBSSSS

ok hehe rest below the cut

GDJHSDHJSJDHSH i actually wasn’t going to end the chapter with that, bc i usually like leaving it at 4 scenes BUT I HAD THE IDEA AND COULDNT LET IT SLIP BY HAHAHAHHA it would be just his luck to get THAT as his word right after all that LMAOOO and yk damn well he’s gonna take it the wrong way

🤭🤭🤭 the sneakiness and having to hide it is something else that it’s gonna be explored more in chapter 5 & 6. i just planned chapter 5 and i’m gonna start writing it friday i’m rlly excited for it, i think it’s the chapter i’m most excited for thus far.

the conflict between her and dottore when it comes to family is gonna be a BIG ONE, djsjdjjsjd i actually literally changed the whole original fic at chapter 2 to center around this conflict. without too much spoilers, i got the idea from the tik tok audio that goes “if i betray you, i betray myself. but if i betray them, i betray my country. my country is very dear to me.” “dearer than i?” “no, not dearer than you” HAHAHHAHA i’m rlly excited to get to that point too

DELTA AND IOTA WERE LITERALLY A TOWN OR TWO OVER FROM HER BEFORE SHE LEFT TO LIVE IN THE CITY. when iota finds out, he cries LMAO. if they had found her first, it would be the end of all things for dottore LMAOO he would be miserable 💀💀💀 the only thing that would’ve made it worse if gamma was there too. he hasn’t been introduced in the fic yet.

SOBS ILYSM 🥹🥹🥹🥹 that rlly might’ve been the sweetest thing anyone’s said to me i’m quite literally about to cry, i wish i could give you the biggest hug. i love asks and comments, theyve deadass been what’s pulled me out of writers block like dozens of times. i think i told you in the ao3 comment but ur comment there saved my ass like three times HAHAH. i showed my bf and i was like “if i ever start complaining about being stuck, send me this” and he DID and it worked like a charm every time LMAO. i always try to respond but sometimes it just takes me half an eternity because i’m swamped with work and drained SOBS. so i’m sorry if it ever feels like i’m not responding bc i promise i try to get to it at a decent time but i just get so overwhelmed and then i crash for a few days.

#— asks #series: heliotropes

[itwoodbeprefect]

get to know me! better! tag... thing!

i was tagged by @jinxddiaz​ (thank you!! 💖), and i did in fact already do this one, but it’s fun and i think i can drum up some different answers this time, so here we go again:

three ships: i’ll try for three different ones from last time, so - john/rodney (sga), hardison/parker/eliot (leverage), and uh. gonna sound very niche here, but billy tallent/joe dick, because they’ve been stuck in my brain since my last hard core logo rewatch.

first ever ship: i feel like i need to give a different answer for this too, and the only thing i can come up with right now is rosa/neuz from the hoe overleef ik (“how do i survive” - do not read hoe as hoe, my english speaking friends, these are books for kids) series by francine oomen. which. that’s digging deep.

last song: as of the time of writing this, 99 luftballons by nena! in general though (and in this case too), whatever was playing last in the top 2000, which makes me wonder, do... other countries... have a six day twenty-four hour a day music marathon of the democratically voted 2000 “best songs ever” on the public broadcast radio every year starting at christmas and ending right at midnight on new year’s eve, traditionally with bohemian rhapsody by queen playing as the #1 song right as the slightly too early fireworks are starting to go off all around you? or is that... not a thing?

last movie: woman they almost lynched!! which was a DELIGHTFUL surprise, in the sense that this is a movie from 1953 and i don’t think we’ve made many (if any) westerns with THIS MANY WOMEN in them in the almost 70 years since. it’s not perfect, and the overall message about gender roles is pretty messy and contradictory (especially by modern standards), but it’s FUN and very worth checking out if you’re curious about Ye Olde Western Movie: Women Are People Too Edition.

currently reading: these words i’m typing ha-ha ba-dum tsss. no, uh. still very slowly @redgoldblue’s advent calendar and also... a particular fic of mine in preparation for ?hopefully?? soon updating it with another chapter, and then maybe even another one after that. (i’m being vague about this as if i’ve written more than one multi-chapter fic on ao3 ever. i have not. the two year hiatus between chapters should tell you why, probably.)

currently watching: uh, well. two more movies, and then i’ll have reached my 365 goal for the year (though upon closer inspection, i have no clue how letterboxd is counting these) which i only recently set myself. (i’m thinking the last two will be arsenic and old lace & blazing saddles.)

currently consuming: nothing, but i had some of the chocolate my grandmother gave me for christmas earlier. <3

currently craving: the day i’ll finally stop coughing. it’s not covid, but it’s not fun either way.

i’m not tagging anyone, because i already did a round for this exact list of questions recently, but as always, if you think this might be fun, do it and tag me! i also think that would be fun!

#was still writing this when tougher than the rest - bruce springsteen came on. place 351! climbed 42 spots! amazing stuff! #(if any dutch people read this then yes. i did write some of this earlier today and no i did not update the answers) #(do americans know about 99 luftballons by nena? i'm pretty sure there's an english version of this one right?) #(OH wikipedia tells me the english version did NOT chart in the us and the german one did. solid choice overseas buddies. well done) #tag stuff #*

[ionlytalktodogs]

Sorry for the shameless self promo but I’m actually not sorry at all, here’s some quick descriptions for my fan fiction if anyone feels like they’d like some new fan fics to read.

The Art of Cooking - Literally horrible Breaking Bad x Hannibal crossover. Everyone is OOC, the plot is elaborately put together but barely explained, nothing makes sense but it’s super fun and also hilarious. Plot: Will decides he’s sick of the FBI and takes his adopted daughter and TOTALLY platonic roommate (who he sleeps with and kisses with tongue) Hannibal Lecter across the country to take a job at the DEA. Hilarity ensues. 27k words, was updating every Sunday but I just posted the finale today.

Shatter Me (And Bring Me Together Again) - Kind of my pride and joy. For once I’m actually attempting to be good at writing fan fiction? Gasp. Also tons of head canons. Will and Hannibal are T4T. You cannot tell me otherwise. There’s a lot of metaphors in this too and like...an actual message. Just you wait, shit’s gonna go off the rails in the coming chapters. Synopsis: Years after the Fall, Will and Hannibal are working as international assassins until they realize someone is trying to kill them, and Alana and Margot. The four of them have to figure out who, but can they even trust each other? 7k words uploaded but 20k words written (and yet I haven’t even gotten to the core of the plot yet lmao), updates every Monday.

We’re Conjoined, I’m Curious Whether Either of Us Can Survive Separation - Weird, probably poorly written Hannibal short stories. Wrote a lot of these while severely concussed. You can probably tell. Enjoy. 4k uploaded but 31k written. Updates when I feel like it.

You Belong to Me - First Hannibal fan fiction I ever wrote. I had just started the show a week prior and I was coping hard. Didn’t have a good handle on the show, my head canons, or anything really so it’s not consistent with the rest of my writing. Poorly written but I actually think the plot is a bit compelling when you really get into it so...idk. Wrote the entire thing in three weeks (and had not finished s3 when I wrote it but I went back and rewrote some bits after finishing s3). Plot: It’s just the plot of the show completely rewritten. 44k words, completed.

This Is Home - Batfamily one shots. Started writing this during 2020, when I was 16, because I was coping immensely with some horrible shit going on in my life. I doubt I’ll ever update it and I even privated it for a while but it’s public again by popular demand. Who knows, maybe some day I’ll update it. Or at least upload what the rest of what I wrote for it. It’s not my best work and I’m not proud of it but it brought me comfort in one of the worst times of my life so, if you feel like that’s something you need, enjoy. 4k words uploaded, 14k words written. Updates probably never but maybe someday.

Future fics to look out for:

Fugu - A Hannibal fan fiction I wrote entirely while very drunk. I have no idea what happens in it because I’m too afraid to reread it but if I ever get up the nerve then I’ll post it. My roommate read it and says it’s fantastic but I don’t trust him. 14k words, completed.

Adam - Literally just rewriting the movie Adam because I’m autistic and I felt like it could've been better but it kinda turned into a Hannibal AU. 1k words currently but I’m still working on it for whatever reason.

Meat and Bonbons - Wip name lmao. Blood and Chocolate x Hannibal...crossover? AU? God only knows. Will is a comic artist from America researching Lithuanian werewolves (Vilkacis). Hannibal is a Lithuanian werewolf. They fall in love. 5k words, I’m working on it. I’ll probably start uploading chapters when I have around 10k words.

Oh and in case you’re wondering, in total I’ve written around 140k words of Hannibal fan fiction since I was introduced to it in October. No I’m not okay.

#Hannibal #Hannigram #fan fiction #ao3 link #ao3 #Hannibal fan fiction #Breaking Bad #Breaking Bad fan fiction #Batfam #Batfam fan fiction

[all-seeing-ifer]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

tysm to @spaghettisaurusrex for tagging me!!

1. How many works do you have on ao3? 18

2. What's your total ao3 word count? 83,346

3. What fandoms do you write for? At the moment it's mostly Angel, with a bit of the Oklahoma revival as well! What a combo.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? From number five to number one:

A Series of Statements Regarding Sunnydale, California (btvs and tma crossover that I wrote the first four chapters of and then stopped updating over three years ago. sorry everyone),

looking up for heaven (vaguely angsty little women fic that I wrote in an afternoon bc I was In My Feelings about jo and laurie, but is honestly pretty good),

Those I Love, It Rends (really really angsty little women fic that I wrote in more than an afternoon bc I was In My Feelings about jo and laurie, and is also honestly pretty good),

Coming Home (little women fic about jo and laurie reconciling that's still a personal fave of mine),

sincere and honest conversation (tma fic about jon coming out to the archive team that I wrote in like a day for aspec archives week and it..... guys it sucks. it sucks so bad. can people please stop leaving kudos on this one i'm so sick of getting emails about it oh my god. not even linking this one fuck that

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I try to!! I'm always super excited to get comments and also have chronic won't-shut-the-fuck-up disease so I'll usually leave some kind of response, even if I have no idea how to respond to positive feedback half the time lol

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? probably triptych? feels like cheating since it's really just a character study of the actual ending to ok19, but surprsingly enough I don't actually have that much written that ends angstily

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? oooo I'm gonna say Coming Home - I probably have written fluffier fic but I find that one very cathartic and think the ending to it is just generally really strong

8. Do you get hate on fics? ehhhh I've had a couple of annoying comments in the past but nothing I'd call hate lol

9. Do you write smut? nope, and I probably never will! I wrote like. one vaguely suggestive scene for give them all that they can drink bc I kind of had to for story reasons and jesus it felt like pulling teeth. I simply do not enjoy it. anyway if like a year from now I've written myself into a corner where I have to do that again feel free to laugh at me

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? I mean I'm currently in the process of trying to finish my Oklahoma/Magnus Archives crossover fic so I think there's your answer. Actually funnily enough all the crossover fics I've written have been something crossing over with tma. What can I say, I just really love the tma lore and enjoy applying it to other things!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not as far as I know!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Again, not as far as I know!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Nope! Closest I've come is Miles helping me out with editing to be a king of a ruined world and us bouncing off each other with our ok19 fic thoughts in general

14. What's your all-time favorite ship? I'm with you on this one El - can't answer this question my ability to have an all time favourite is hindered by my brain jumping from interest to interest like some kind of fucked up flea. also I mostly write gen anyway so. eh.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will? oh dear lord there's so many. Like every couple of weeks I contemplate going back to this wishverse au I wrote where buffy and angel survive the battle against the master and proceed to have a deeply fucked up relationship and ruin each others' lives. It was vaguely inspired by the silt verses and the wolf 359 minisode variations on a theme. It was kind of about aromanticism. It was mildly unhinged. And it will probably never be finished because I couldn't figure out a good direction to take it in. Pour one out.

16. What are your writing strengths? Imagery!! People always tell me my imagery is super vivid and memorable and you know what? They're right! I think I have a knack for coming up with imagery and metaphors and motifs and weaving them throughout my writing. Doesn't hurt that I edit my fics like they're academic essays so even if they're not interesting they at least always have strong throughlines

17. What are your writing weaknesses? hmmmm I feel like pacing is something I struggle with. Also while I think my imagery and metaphors are strong I also have a really hard time figuring out how like, subtle to make them? Like I just Do Not have an intuitive sense of what's too heavy-handed or what's too oblique, so I feel like it can end up leaning a bit on the obvious side. it's something I'm working on!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? It's not something I've ever really thought about, to be honest! Probably not something I'd do myself, but that's really just because I'd be likely to mess it up lol

19. First fandom you wrote for? Lost, which is truly something I can never live down. guys I really really like that one insanely underdeveloped ghost-talking guy

20. Favorite fic you've written? either give them all that they can drink or how ridiculous I was as a marionette. much as I clown on myself for writing not one but two ace cordy fics that were meant to be short and ended up being 9k, I can't act like I don't think they were both excellent. oh, and I'm also always very proud of what exists of to be a king of a ruined world, though I feel like I can't call it my favourite on the grounds that it's only like. a third done.

tagging @discocaptain @ramiroangel @beatriceeverytuesday and @jennycalendar

#tag game #writing shtuff #this was so fun to do i love. yelling about my writing #tysm el!!! #ifer rambles

[splishsplashyouropinionistrash]

hey everyone, I'm still alive! and! I have a writing update!

I haven't done any writing.

okok that's not totally true, I've done bits and pieces since I published 'i still talk to you' (link here, I had fun with that one) but I'm nowhere close to having anything ready to publish. Still, I figured I'd give y'all a (totally sober, for once) update on where I'm at in the stories I've promised.

So, okay, the big one first: TMHYHM. I've got about 3k of chapter 9 done, so we're about halfway through it. I'm starting school again in a few days (senior year, woohoo) and I always seem to write better at school, so we're keeping our fingers crossed that it'll get done in the next few weeks. About ten days from now is the one year anniversary of me 1: starting my AO3 account and 2: publishing chapter one of TMHYHM which is.... both exciting and a little sad? Genuinely didn't expect this story to take so long, but here we are.

A lovely commenter pointed out that I must put a lot into each chapter, and I honestly hadn't really thought much about it but they're right. I'm not gonna ramble about it for much longer, but every chapter takes a lot of time and energy. There was the re-read I did to write down the main plot points I wanted to hit every chapter, and then scouring the internet for quotes to put in once I decided I wanted to go that direction, and then I re-read each individual chapter twice; the first time to get more specific with what happens each chapter, finding places to put extra scenes etc. and a second time to figure out a chapter title. Actually writing the chapters is a lot too. I put a lot of myself and my experience into my interpretation of Andrew, and I feel like it fleshes him out more, but it also makes these chapters so much more mentally draining to write. Anyway, all that to say: happy early birthday to TMHYHM and thank you all for your patience.

Okay anyway, some of you may remember that I started teasing a hospital/amnesia fic (here, here, and here) a month ago during the AO3 outage, and I've almost got three chapters finished (halfway done !) I decided a few months ago that I wasn't going to post multi-part fics until after they're finished from now on, so as soon as I finish the whole thing it'll be up. I took a break from it for a little while, but when I came back and read through it today I genuinely cried a little? I'm evil guys why do I write these things??

Third: the minyard triplets. I'm going to be so honest here, I have not made any progress since last time I updated yall. Looking back at the story, I'm honestly kinda starting to hate it? I don't know, I still like parts of it but it just doesn't feel anywhere close to being my best work. I'll keep working on it and hopefully finish it soon, but I don't know when it'll be done. I had thought about turning it into a series, but I'm just not sure how attainable that is anymore.

Also, you may or may not have read my last fic, but if you did: I'm working on an alternate ending!!! I can't say much (cause spoilers) but I'm working very hard on it so keep an eye out for that one. Not sure if it'll be a separate fic or just a second chapter, but it's coming.

ok uhhhhhh.... i think that's it? TLDR: I don't have a lot of answers for y'all, but I'm working on things.

Oh, also? I'm writing a book. So fics might go on the backburner for a little bit lol. Let me know if that's something you'd like to hear more about though, I'm super excited.

Thank you for all your love and support <3

#aftg #tfc #splishsplash writes

[danieldeservedbetter]

Rhodonite - Chapter 23: RK900 (Nov 12th)

(Previous Chapter)

Words: 1249

Warnings: None

A/N: It has been literally months since I’ve updated this fic, and I’m sorry. I’ve been mainly focused on my Stranger Things and Lost Boys fic, but I wanted to get a new chapter up since it has been so long.

Riley did her best to ignore the amusing sight of the androids in the backseat. Stefan had called shotgun, something that had surprised everyone, and Riley sat in the other front seat with Emmet on her lap. In the back RK900, expression neutral, was flanked by the two identical blondes. He noticed her looking through the rearview mirror and their eyes locked. Beside him, to his right, Daniel looked uncomfortable while Simon was simply looking out the window. He was visibly more relaxed than the other blond.

The ride wasn’t long and they soon pulled up to the apartment building. The sidewalks were covered with miscellaneous items and furniture, things that had been removed either by the landlord or previous tenants. Simon placed a hand to the door’s keypad and the door clicked. He pulled it open and motioned everyone inside. They followed him to the stairs.

“So Detective Reed is on the second floor, your apartment will be on the third. Not all the apartments are the same, the first two floors are single bedrooms. Yours is a two bedroom; Connor wanted to make sure you had your own rooms… though he was only expecting the three of you at the time.”

“I’m sure we’ll make it work,” Riley said and gave a smile to the others. Emmet smiled while the other three glanced at each other. 

They reached the third floor and Simon opened one of the doors before pulling out a small rectangle with a small chain attached to a carabiner clip. He handed it to Riley and told the others he would send them the key. It would work to enter the apartment and the building as well as the mail cubby in the lobby. 

Emmet ran in to explore the medium sized apartment and Riley followed after, asking him not to run. Simon opened his backpack and placed packs of blue blood on the counter in the kitchen. Daniel stood by the door awkwardly with RK900 while Stefan walked through the apartment. 

Riley walked into one of the bedrooms and saw a large mattress, stripped of its sheets and blankets. A dresser with the drawers partly open but empty and two nightstands on either side of the bed. She figured most of the personal items of the previous owners were either with them or out on the sidewalk. Emmet ran and jumped onto the bed.

“This room is huge! This should be your room!” he said as he started to jump on the bed.

“Emmet, I don’t want you to get hurt, please don’t jump on the bed.” He stopped, letting himself fall into a seated position, bouncing a few times, and smiled sheepishly.

“Sorry.”

“Since the room is so big I think you boys should share it,” she said with a smile. Emmet’s mouth opened as he let out a happy gasp.

“It’ll be like having a sleepover every day!” Riley smiled. 

“I’m gonna go check out my room. Remember no jumping, kay?” Emmet nodded.

“Got it!” Riley went back into the main part of the apartment and found the second bedroom that was much smaller than the first. It had a full size bed in one corner with a small dresser in another. A floor length mirror rested against the wall. Stefan stood with his arms crossed, looking in the mirror. He turned his head as she walked in.

“Hey,” she said, giving him a smile.

“Hey.” He gave a quick, clearly forced, smile before he looked back in the mirror.

“I was thinking that you boys could all share the bigger room. I know you don’t really sleep but you should still have a room.” He nodded. “Everything okay?” He looked back at her briefly then back to himself.

“I don’t want to be mistaken for Connor,” he said. “I know it’ll happen; there’s only two of us. They didn’t put me together until they knew they needed me. There’s no other RK800s, only the parts for us. 900 won’t ever be mistaken for him. He’s taller, paler, his eyes are different. But I look just like Connor. I am him. I have his memories but I only have the facts. I didn’t spend time with Hank or go on cases with him. I only received data needed for stopping Connor. I am him… but I’m not… I don’t want to be Connor anymore; he’s not me.”

“Ya know…” Riley started as she walked further into the room. “Whenever I’d have a really bad breakup my friend would always take me out for a makeover. New haircut, maybe a new outfit. To distance myself from the girl who ended up loving that person in the first place. Now, I know it’s not even remotely the same but-” she stopped as she noticed his hair changing colour, starting from the roots. “Well, Emmet and I are gonna be outnumbered by blondes soon, huh?” He looked over at her and started to smile when he saw hers.

“I can’t change the eye colour myself,” he said. “But, I was thinking green… like yours.” The sound of running footsteps made the two turn to the door.

“Whoa! You’re blond now!” Emmet pointed. Stefan smiled. Simon poked his head in the room. Riley let out a light sigh.

“We’re becoming outnumbered, kid,” she teased. Emmet laughed.

“Daniel! Come see Stefan’s hair!” the boy shouted as he ran back out into the hallway.

“Emmet, inside voice, honey.”

“Sorry,” he said with a sheepish smile. A moment later Daniel walked into view.

“Well?” Stefan asked.

“Looks good, Stefan,” Daniel said with a nod then walked out of sight. Stefan grinned at himself in the mirror. 

…

Riley walked back into the main part of the apartment and saw RK900 standing a little further in but still just standing there.

“So, have you decided on a name yet?” Riley asked as she walked up to him. He frowned slightly and shook his head. “Would you like some help?”

“I can go through every possible name in seconds… none of them… feel right,” he said, his voice was a slightly deeper pitch than Connor and Stefan but not too drastic that it was off putting.

“Well, hopefully it’ll come to you. Until then you’re okay with us calling you RK900?”

“It’s a bit of a mouthful,” he said, frown deepening.

“How about... RK then?” she suggested. He nodded. Emmet, Simon, and Daniel walked out of the larger bedroom as Stefan walked over from the second.

“Connor should be by later with your things,” Simon said. “I’m sorry there’s not much here.”

“I’m just happy to be sleeping on a mattress,” Riley said with a chuckle but winced when he frowned. 

"I'll be back sometime tomorrow to help Daniel with the rest of his repairs," Simon gave a smile to the other blond who nodded.

"Hey hey, did you pick a name yet?" Emmet asked. RK900 looked down at him.

"No."

"Well I know you're an R-K, so what about  R-I-C-K? Rick!" The tall android tilted his head as he looked down at the child beaming up at him.

"Very well." Emmet's face lit up and he jumped in place.

"Rick's not a bad name," Simon said with a small shrug. 

"Can always change it later if it doesn't feel right," Stefan added. 

"Well, I should get going. Connor should be by before the end of the day," Simon said, giving a smile to Riley.

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow."

A/N: RK900 has a name! Woo! I didn’t wanna go with calling him Nines or any names I’ve already seen used just cause.

(Next Chapter)

#rhodonite fic #detroit become human fanfiction

[lixiepeach]

(Same anon here) It’s very interesting to me to see so many authors stop writing because of a lack of interaction because I completely understand why that’s disheartening but also I never personally feel that the feedback I could give would make anyone want to write more, I just don’t think my opinion means that much. In a way I’m very ignorant into what motivates fanfic writers to want to continue. I also don’t have an active tumblr account so the best I can do is read something I like and bookmark it for later

As someone who’s never even attempted to write because they have no talent I’m so in awe of people who are able to do that and out their work out there, and it’s so sad to hear that fics aren’t doing well. My feedback for the particular fic you were writing is that it hooked me instantly and your writing style is what I always look for in something to read. Truth be told I’ve been checking ao3 for an update every day since the last chapter but how could you know that until I tell you?

Regardless of my opinion/feedback it doesn’t sound like you’re in a good place to be writing, and I truly hope you can feel better soon because what you have written is phenomenal and I’m sorry that you haven’t been getting the interaction you deserve.

Interaction. Interaction is what makes fic writers want to continue to write. That's why we keep practically begging for it. That's why writers keep leaving this site, why they're not writing anymore is because we're getting to interaction. Reblog things. Send messages/asks/put things in the tags that you liked about it. If you don't have an active account, send anons like this. All you have to do is go on anon, send an ask and say "I loved (insert title here)" and you will make a fic writers day.

I see that a lot that people don't know what to say or they don't think anything they have to say matters. It does. It matters a lot. A heart emoji, a keyboard smash, literally "I loved it." Every comment I get (that's not a negative one) I read over and over and over even if it's just an unintelligible keyboard smash because I elicited that reaction from someone because of what I made. There's thousands of posts out there about how to comment, how to interact with fics if you're unsure of how to do it. You don't have to do like a book review with three paragraphs picking out every little detail you liked. Some people do that and bless them but it's not necessary. Just telling a writer you loved their work is enough to make them want to keep writing because they know someone liked it.

I appreciate your feedback. I'm really glad you've been enjoying the story and it's made you want to go back and look for an update all the time. It's really nice to hear that people are enjoying it. I mean, I could look at the hits to see how many people have viewed it but I can't tell how many of those people read it, liked it, keep going back or if they all just clicked it, read two paragraphs and left because they didn't. We can't see specifics on views on Tumblr or Ao3, just how many people have clicked on the story and how many each month. So hearing that you've been going back to it to check it means a lot.

I'll be okay. I'm just not really in the writing mood right now. I've got a lot going on in my life and I'm gonna get really busy soon so I don't know when I'll be writing again. Could be tomorrow, could be months from now. I honestly can't say.

#sorry this took like four days to get to #like i said there's a lot going on #and i really wanted to have a well thought out answer

[fraddit]

Here we are! The last ten fics in my five part rec list! Again, there's no rhyme or reason to this list, these are just like the title says, buddie fics that make my brain go !!!

Since I started this series, I've obviously been reading more fics. So, I'll probably just continue adding posts periodically. Anyway, I hope you enjoy these fics as much as I did.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

the heart beat so loud, we could not ignore by wonderfool (T, 14k)

Post 4x06/4x07, speculation for 4x08 “Change can be scary,” Buck says, “but we want your dad to be happy. Adults can get lonely too sometimes. He has a lot of friends at work, but he might be looking for someone who…can be a partner. Someone who worries about him and supports him when he’s feeling sad. Someone who loves him.” “But he already has you.”

the kiln-blaze in my body by lamardeuse (E, 17k)

It’s nearly six months before Buck tells anyone.

This is one of very favorite post shooting fics.

this life that we’ve created (or: how silvia rodriguez learned to believe in fairytales again) by @evcndiaz (T, 3k)

“So, just to be clear: You want to make a—” she glances down at her papers, “—Mr. Evan Buckley your son Christopher Diaz’s guardian in the event of your untimely death.” “Yes, that is correct.” “And you… don’t want to tell him about it?” “Eh,” he says. Eh, like he’s not breaking Silvia’s brain. “I’m sure I’ll tell him eventually.” or; eddie makes buck christopher’s legal guardian told from his lawyer’s perspective. because why not

Those Two Firefighters by DarkFairytale (T, 35k)

#thosetwofirefighters starts to gather a following on social media, as everyone tries to figure out if those two cute firefighters from the 118 in LA are a thing or not.

to keep still holy (your kiss upon my mouth) by @oatflatwhite (T, word count varies)

A collection of kiss prompt ficlets from tumblr.

What it says on the tin, and they're all great, but the one I’m specifically recommending is Chapter 9: “we shouldn’t do this” but they do so, anyway. (1.4k)

Two Minutes For Roughing by ok_thanks (M, 11k)

They trade for a winger after Buck’s second season. When he walks into the dressing room a few days later, Buck freezes in his place. Chim and Bobby are huddled in the corner, openly staring from their stalls. “Who the hell is that?” Bobby simply shrugs. “Eddie Diaz. New winger out of Dallas.” or: the hockey AU that literally NO ONE asked for

wherever we’re together, that’s my home by @woodchoc-magnum (M, 19k)

Set post-5x06 “Brawl in Cell Block 9-1-1”, in which Buck is struggling and unwilling to let anyone in (until Eddie takes matters into his own hands).

Wide Awake (Better Not Fuck This Up) by riverlight (T, 3k)

“Eddie,” Buck says, voice cracking a little. “Eddie. Are we gonna talk about the fact that you kissed me, or are we still ignoring that?”

you touch me once and it’s really something by @nogamediaz (G, 2k)

Alarm washes over Buck’s features. “Eddie, I think she saw me. She’s coming over here.” Later, Eddie is going to wonder what on earth possessed him to do it, but in the moment he is seized with sudden clarity. “Do you trust me?” he asks, looking Buck directly in the eye. “What—of course—” Buck doesn’t get to finish his sentence, because Eddie cuts him off with a kiss.

Your Fingerprints Smeared on My Heart (Lead Me Back to You) by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (E, 89k)

In 1880, Evan Buckley of the arriviste set is sent out west to oversee his family’s railroad and recover from a broken heart - and meets Eddie Diaz, cowboy. When fate tears them apart, they make a promise: find each other again. In 2018, Buck walks into his fire station in Los Angeles - and meets Eddie Diaz, new recruit.

It took me so long to post this last part that this fic went from wip to complete. But, every time this fic updated, I stopped what I was doing to read the new chapter. The premise is basically a trap designed specifically for me and it was just as good as I was afraid it would be.

#buddie #buddie fic #buddie fic rec #eddie diaz #evan buckley #911 #911 fox #buck x eddie #eddie x buck #fraddit buddie fic recs #shut up fraddit