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twopoppies · 3 years

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Hi Gina, hope you have a good day! Do you have any fics with fanart in them? Like tts or got the sunshine on my shoulders or mine would be you? Thank you!!

Oh, this is such a nice ask. I definitely do. I have to forewarn you that a lot of these fics have my artwork, because I used to be one of the few who did it, but hopefully you enjoy that. Please note: Some of the art in these fics is NSFW.

Our Lives, Non-Fiction by @indiaalphawhiskey (E, 114K) this is, quite literally, the best fic I’ve read in years. It’s so well written, clever, funny, emotional, and sexy. Its draw you in immediately and you’ll end up falling in love with these characters before you know it. Don’t miss this one. (Art by @twopoppies)

Yellow by 13ways (E, 85K) Oh mah gawd. I love this fic so much. This was the result of a reverse big bang I made a prompt for and I’m forever grateful that this was the author who chose it! Yes, it’s Batman/Catwoman. No, you don’t ned to know anything about the comics. But wow! Such good pacing, the smut scenes are fire, the concept is so original and keeps you guessing until the very end. (Art by @twopoppies)

Are You Gonna Be My Girl? by LoadedGunn (E, 8K) Oh man….I love this one. Harry in lingerie, role play, feminization, dirty talk. It’s got it all. It’s even a Christmas fic! (Manips by yourssincerelylarry)

Seeing Blind by zedi (E, 47K) I really liked the way this author gave a twist to both Omega Harry and Alpha Louis’ characteristics. It’s a whole lot of smut and miscommunication and, of course, a happy ending. (Art by @wadey-wilson)

You'll Breathe Me In (You Won't Release) by LoadedGunn (E, 95K) Also known as The Driving Instructor fic. This has some of the best pacing I’ve read in a fic, some really well written BDSM smut, and characters I just really enjoy. I know it’s not for everyone. Read the tags. (art by Rosketch)

The Finish Line (Is A Good Place For Us To Start) by LoadedGunn (E, 122K) F1 racers Louis and Harry. I really need to read this again because it’s been ages. But suffice it to say that this author always delivers with pacing, smut, and an exciting story. This time we’ve got race car drivers, great banter, and great OT5 friendship. (Art by oppositeofhllelujah)

To Honor by Awriterwrites / @a-writerwrites (E, 15K) there’s so much about this fic I love. The battle scenes are full of tension, the smut scenes are super charged and sexy, the story line is unique, the boys are in kilts... the list goes on. Seriously though, this author took this fic to a different level — the writing fits the time period (13th century Scotland), but still feels fresh and alive. Give this one a try — I hope you like it as much as I do. (Art by @twopoppies)

Take Me Home (Country Roads) by Awriterwrites / @a-writerwrites (E, 87K) Probably my favorite of this author’s many fics. Set in rural West Virginia, this hate to love fic is funny, touching, super sexy, painful and features big city doctor Louis vs country boy healer Harry. (art by @twopoppies)

No One Like You by myownspark / @myownsparknow (M, 20K) This author writes so beautifully, I would probably read anything they write. This one is so unique and pulled me in, immediately. Harry and Louis are both artists who find themselves on opposite sides of shifting artistic opinions in this moving historical fic. (art by @tomlinshires)

Howls Like A Beast (You Flower, You Feast) by @indiaalphawhiskey (E, 17K) This author’s writing is poetic without being too precious, descriptive in a way that paints a gorgeous portrait without piling on unimportant detail, and their smut is sexy af. I love all of their fics, but this is a personal favorite because it combines so many things I love (supernatural elements, Versailles, Larry, and smut…what more could you want? LOL). (Art by @twopoppies)

wings to break your fall by karamelised (E, 103K) Well. This author writes some glorious smut and Harry giving Louis a private dance wearing a pair of angel wings should be reason enough to read this. However, it’s also just fun and well written and has a little hate to love and I’m a fan. (Gorgeous art, but I don’t know the artist)

Sodalite & Aventurine by @forreveries (E, 81K) Gay pirate adventure that’ll keep you on the edge of your seat until the end. Amazing chemistry, great world building, super sexy smut, and beautiful writing. Do yourself a favor and read it! (Art by @tomlinshires)

walk on the ocean by Awriterwrites / @a-writerwrites (E, 26K) I read this famous/not famous fic ages ago and I don’t remember a lot about it, but I do remember it had a super hot sex-in-a-hot-tub scene. LOL! (Art by @twopoppies)

Long Road to Love Leads Back to You by myownspark / @myownsparknow (E, 10K) I probably could list all of this author’s fics here, but this was one of the first of theirs I read and it’s stuck with me for years. They use language so beautifully and have written such an incredibly touching portrayal of long term love and longing. (art by @twopoppies)

Atlas At Last by louisandthealien (M, 83K) I swear I would read this author’s grocery list. I just love everything they write. This one is a 1970s coming of age road trip fic. I really enjoyed the OT5 friendships, excellent dialogue, and Harry and Louis discovering themselves and each other. (Manips by youngandmadeof)

Don't Want Shelter by @kingsofeverything (E, 77K) This author does such a good job of creating these characters and their years-long dislike for each other that when they’re forced to work and live together and confront their behavior, the emotions feel so realistic and you’re just rooting for them to figure it all out. Such a great read (plus, “older” Larry, which is such a rare treat in this fandom). (art by @assisreal)

Through Eerie Chaos by mediawhore / @mediawhorefics (GA, 102K) This one is set both in present day and the 1920s and I absolutely adore this fic. This is such a unique and compelling story, the writing is beautiful, the characters are wonderfully realized, and I ugly cried for realz. Such a good fic. (Art by @neon--diamonds)

Don't Let the Tide Come and Take Me by @kiwikero (M, 29K) One of my favorite mermaid fics, this author just really knows how to craft a great story. This one was so moving, suspenseful, and has some great twists. (Art by Chihuahualou)

I Walk The Line by Awriterwrites / @a-writerwrites (E, 55K - Spy AU) This author is always one of my favorites – her fics are always sexy, fun, fast paced, and she often likes to throw a curve ball in when you least expect it. This one is no different. (Art by @twopoppies)

Just Tell Me the Song and I'll Sing It It by myownspark / @myownsparknow (NR, 40K) This author is really something special. This is one of their longest fics and it’s just slow burn flirting and falling in love. Their relationship is gentle and romantic, plus Harry in a baseball uniform is a wonderful bonus. (Art by @twopoppies)

hot, sticky sweet by Awriterwrites / @a-writerwrites (E, 6K) This one holds a place in my heart because it’s the first fic I drew art for, and it began a beautiful friendship. But ALSO, this fic is fun and crazy sexy and involves Harry in short shorts and roller skates. And car sex, of course! (Art by @twopoppies)

Have Love, Will Travel by @kingsofeverything (E, 97K) This friends (co-workers) to lovers fic was sweet and romantic. The author does a lovely job of showing their closeness and love for each other even before Harry and Louis admit it to each other. (Art by @hereforlou)

the fics you mentioned in your ask:

Tired Tired Sea by mediawhore / @mediawhorefics (M, 113K) Always a favorite author, this one is beautifully descriptive and moody and charming. I was anxiously waiting for this one from the first drabbles I saw on Tumblr. I loved the way Harry’s character unfolded and let Louis in, the way Louis made space for him in his life (and heart), and the way Harry’s character struggled with and eventually found a way to live and be happy with his fame. (Art by @harrehleh)

Mine Would Be You by @crinkle-eyed-boo (E, 115K) Beautifully written, flawed characters and an emotionally engaging and ANGSTY plot. Super hot smut that made me cry like a fool. Banter, OT5 friendship, and the grittiness of New York as a backdrop. Loved this one. (Art by @foullovehideout)

30 Day Smut Challenge has a lot of fics with art. Many of them are NSFW

1D Reverse Bang are all fics inspired by fan art.

#fics with art #my fic rec #larry fic rec #long post

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twinkleallnight · 3 years

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Marshmallow

Dream come true

Book: The Royal Romance AU

Word count: 1559

Pairing: Drake x Hana

Disclaimer: All characters belong to pixelberry.

Rating: Mature

Warning: None.

A/N: I am participating in @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt "dipped in silver" appearing in bold.

For the story till now: Catch up here

LeoOlivia stand in front of me beaming at each other and I keep giving confused looks to both of them.

I don’t realise my mouth is gaping in surprise till Livy speaks. “Chin up Drake or you may drool your whiskey.”

“Since when?” I fumble over my words. “You… you never said anything.”

“You never asked.” She replies calmly.

“When did this happen?”

“When you were busy being a doting commoner to the court and running away from me.”

Leo laughs at her comment and adds, “You could have done better as her best friend Drakey.”

“My apologies to the Duchess.”

Olivia swats me on my arm. A royal guard approaches Leo, “The king is asking for you, sir.”

“Excuse me, dearies.” Leo places a kiss on Livy’s cheek and walks away with the guard. I watch Livy gazing at his retrieving figure.

“So, why now?” I ask her.

“Huh?”

“I understand that you have been meeting in secret, till now.”

“Leo didn’t want to create any more problems for Liam. He stayed at Lythikos, maintaining a low profile and preferred we wait till the social season gets over.”

“Why did you plan it today, on the coronation ball?”

“You may say I wanted the right waltz partner today.” She gives a carefree smirk.

“I am really sorry. I was not there for you.”

“Its fine. I guess that was how we were supposed to find our paths.” She then says, her eyes pointing at Hana. “How are things between you?”

“She is leaving for Shanghai tomorrow. Her parents want her back.”

“And you plan to just sit and watch her go?”

I shrug my shoulders. “Not much that I can do amongst the powerful nobles. I promised her, we will find a solution but I don’t have a clue.”

“In the end she will leave heartbroken from here.” There is hurt in her eyes.

“ Why do you say that?”

“Why do you you do that?” she questions me instead.

“What?”

Livy shakes her head, “Nothing. Go enjoy the time you are left with, with her.” She leaves me alone and I keep staring at her back, thinking about what she meant.

The musicians start playing the Cordonian waltz, and the eager one pair up twirling around on the dance floor. There are many smiling faces, Liam and Riley, Olivia with Leo, happy in each other’s arms. I watch them moving swiftly across when a gentle tap on my shoulder distracts me.

“Hana?” I turn to find her behind me.

“Dance with me?”

“You know I can’t.” I shy away.

“Follow my steps. You have tried once. Remember?” she insists.

“How can I forget? That was the best birthday I had.” The sweet memories of the autumn night, bring a smile on my face.

“Shh. Don’t. Someone doesn’t like to talk about birthdays.” She teases me.

I laugh at her sarcasm, as she pulls me to the dance floor. I follow her steps and pick up the pattern of movements, in few steps.

“See, that was easy.” Hana whispers, her hand in mine and her body flush with mine. I am going to miss her voice, her smell, her touch. The thought upsets me.

“Hana, what am I going to do without you.”

“Liam will need you around a lot with his new role as a king.” She tries to reason.

“I am a vet, not a royal advisor, that he would need me.”

“It’s not always about your qualifications. It’s about who you are as a person to him. You are his best friend, his confidante, his pillar of strength in his difficult times. You are that commoner who keeps him grounded amongst the high headed royals.”

“And who will keep me sane in the throng of these high headed nobles?”

“Don’t make it more difficult for me, please. You know how much I want to be with you. You will have all of them, Liam, Max, Riley. I am going to be all alone back home.”

“Then stay back. Don’t go.” I try to convince in vain.

“You know I can’t stay. Liam has promised us he will find a solution. When we are away, maybe we will be able to find a way through.”

I let out a sigh in defeat. “You are stronger than I had thought. But I am scared. Scared that I will lose you. Just like…”

She places her finger on my lips, “No, you will always be in my thoughts. I will call you.”

“How? We will be in different time zones.”

“It’s just a 6 hours’ time difference. We can catch up.”

“I don’t want to catch up. It want to be with you.”

“Don’t be so tough.”

“Don’t go away.”

“ I am always here.” She gently places her hand on my chest.

I don’t care if my steps are falling right as we waltz. I wish to absorb all that I have for the rest of the evening. I won’t leave Hana’s side till the night gets over.

*************

Early next morning, Hana is ready for her journey. Liam and Riley stand beside her bidding her farewell. Max roams around aimlessly. Hana says her good-byes to them all and walks to the door where I stand with a sullen face.

They all walk out one by one leaving just the two of us alone. She leans in and I take the whiff of her perfume as I hug her.

She cups my face. “Don’t be grumpy.”

“You too? I hate Riley for teaching you all her unwanted vocabulary.”

She smiles through her glistening eyes. “I love you.”

“I love you more.” She hugs me again.

“Now I need to leave. Wait for my call.”

And just like that, she is gone. Hours turn into days and days into a week. She never calls up. I keep waiting. I try asking Riley but nothing comes up except reassurances.

Liam has kept busy with his plans for the engagement tour and setting up his new council. I try to keep myself busy at the stables and on the farms until after a week when Livy visits.

“How are you?” She asks, tilting her head, judging with her piercing green eyes.

“As always.” I give a casual shrug.

“How is Hana?”

“I don’t know.” I avoid her gaze.

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“I kept waiting but she never called back.” I say as a matter of fact.

“You are an idiot.” She says in a raised voice.

“What? What did I do?” I give her a puzzled look.

“That is the problem. You don’t do anything. You know her circumstances.”

I leash out my frustration at the situation. “For all we know she must be having her precious fingers dipped in silver wares, busy, throwing away parties and bragging about her Cordonian expedition.”

“How can you say that for her?”

“Because I am a fool. After all, she is a noble like you all. Why would she care about some commoner she had a fling with?”

Livy snarls at me. “You moron! Are you out of your senses? You know the conservative culture where she comes from. And yet you sit here waiting for her call?” She smacks me hard on my bottom. “Get your ass up and act.”

“Gawd! Lady, have you forgotten your manners?” I rub my hurt part and stare at her offensively. “Where do I call? Her old number is invalid. I don’t have any alternate number. I can’t call up at her estate and say that I am the royal vet and want to speak to their daughter because I am in love with her. I don’t know what repercussions she will face for that. What can I do?”

She thinks for a moment and then speaks. “Meet me in Liam’s study after two hours.”

“But?”

“Just do what I am telling you.”

“Okay.” I throw my hands up in the air and walk away.

************

Three hours later I am sitting in front of Liam’s desk. Riley is standing next to him smiling widely.

I look at Livy, who is sitting next to me handing me some documents. I have read them carefully and I can’t believe what I am getting myself into.

“Do you think this will work.” I ask Livy

“I don’t do half cooked job. I have covered up all loopholes. It definitely will work.” She says firmly.

“Why didn’t it strike me all these days?”

“Not everyone has the prowess of the scarlet Duchess.” Liam beams looking in approval at Olivia.

“Thank you for doing this for me.” I have said that almost ten times in last half an hour.

Olivia stands up and I follow suite. “You are a nuisance to handle Mr Walker. It’s rare to find a match for a stubborn stag like you. Now that we have found one, it’s better you don’t lose your chance at it. Go, get her!”

I hug Livy. “You are the best!”

“I know.” She says with a smirk.

I pick up my air tickets and the official documents addressed to Mr Lee with the royal seal from the king of Cordonia. I walk out of the study with a spring in my gait.

I grin thinking about seeing Hana soon and that too in Shanghai. Dreams do come true!

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thou-crusty-batch-of-nature · 4 years

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PARTY!PARTY!PARTY!

EEEYYYYYYYYYY I AM SOO HAPPY!!!! THANK YOU LOVELIEESSSS💕💋💋❤️😍😚💋💕🥺😭😭

the event lasts from the 29th of June till the 2nd of July!!! you can request fics, headcanons, aesthetics, roleplays or ships!! love you all soo much💋

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imma tag some of my friends without whom i wouldn’t have gotten here (THANK YOU LOVELIES):

@futurewriter2000 - thank you for everything!! for your rants, which i love reading, for your fics which inspired me so much, for answering my messages and for being the first friend ive ever had here! you helped me grow so much and im so grateful for your unconditional support!! love you lots

@with1love1anu - pfff... i think everyone on here can agree that you are a ray of sunshine. whenever you mention me in one of your appreciation posts i get all giggly and blushy! you give the best advice and i know that i can always count on you! i absolutely love reading the messages you leave at the bottom of the posts you reblog and i love your fics so much! but most importantly, I love that i can call you my friend! thank you

@approved-by-dentists - you have such a wonderful way of spreading happiness! you are so genuine and generous, and i bloody love every single thing you write! my mood lifts everytime i receive a notification from you! thank you for always being there for me!

@slytherinquill - you are hands down the most badass person i have ever had the pleasure to talk to! i have been reading your work for a long time and you are one of my favourite writers! you have been a great inspiration to me and my writing! ngl, when i saw that you reblogged one of my posts i had a mini heart attack haha!! so thank you for everything!

@angelinathebook i almost fainted from happiness when i saw that you followed me back! you are such a devoted and wonderful writer and i love all of your fics so much!! btw, your sleepover was so much fun! thank you for being so kind to everyone!

@pregnant-piggy - i love love love your blog and your fics are *chef kiss*! you never cease to make me smile! i love that you are always so positive and kind! Thank you for accepting me as your friend!

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@seriouslysiriuss - thank you for existing,thank you for talking to me! thank you for accepting me as your friend! i absolutely love your blog and everything that you post! i was so fricking happy when you answered to that message! i feel like we could talk about everything and nothing and i would never get bored! i know that i can always count on you (or ask quirky questions)!

@godbepatient - you, my friend, are my tag buddy! we can always tag eachother on everything!! and i love answering every tag game! you were one of my first followers, and i dont think you know how much that means for me! especially that you keep supporting me 2 years later!! thank you so much!!!

love you with all my heart, and let the partayyy oficially begin!!

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leoswritingcorner · 4 years

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an oracle in olympus - pt 6 1/2

first i need to thank @headcanonsfromanelfblossom who beta’d the HECK out of this. this chapter was going to take a nosedive before she stepped in and gave me the idea to split it into two parts! name twin, you’re the mandalorian to my baby yoda. <3 <3 <3 beach episode will be coming up next!

Sicily, Italy

It’s another night of feasting and celebrating a bountiful harvest. Eric has nearly forgotten his troubles as his cup is filled with fresh mead and a plate of delicious food is set before him. Savory meat drenched in sauce, potatoes roasted to a perfect crisp and seasoned with the freshest spices that he himself had grown and gathered earlier. He grins in satisfaction and brings the cup to his lips, the sweet liquid just barely grazing them when the air rocks with a terrible tremble and the sound of deep groaning.

In the distance the scorching mountain of Etna glows menacingly against the starlit sky. Eric rolls his eyes at the dramatic work of Hephaestus, who’s always trying to show him up. He raises his cup once more for another sip, but on the table his phone lights up with a new message and all at once, his troubles return.

I’m here. Meet me. Now.

Eric coughs into his drink, sputtering as the liquid flies out in different directions, staining his clothing. A few nymphs puzzledly glance his way and he turns their attention away with a scowl.

“Eat,” he commands offhandedly, waving at the food as he stands from the table. At the other end of the grand table, Demeter watches her son curiously. Her hands begin to tremble, and she folds them tightly on her lap.

“Would he really leave again so soon?” She asks them worriedly, her eyes watching her son.“Persie-Poo?” She calls gently. He glances at her only for a second before he looks to Etna. Even Demeter’s watchful eyes miss the dark figure he watches slip away into a crevice of the mountain.

“I’ll be right back,” Eric mutters. “I just need to take a walk,” he adds, giving her a fake smile, one he knew that would ease her over and allow him to do whatever he wanted. He doesn’t wait for her approval and heads off. Each step he takes towards Etna fills his nerves with apprehension. How did he find him so quickly? Eric still didn’t have his story straight, or his next step worked out. He stops walking and turns his head back to his mother’s village. He takes a step back. He can run. Yeah, yeah! He can run and go- where the hell could he even go? Swearing under his breath, and against his better judgment, he continues on towards the volcano. His chest begins to tighten, and sweat begins to cake his skin when Etna’s shadow falls over him. Damn it all. He thinks he has a solid lie when he finally reaches the crevice, but when he sees red eyes, harder and deeper than the magma that flowed just behind the wall of stone, glaring at him, Eric feels his throat go dry.

“She’s still alive.” The voice is so rough, it nearly shakes the volcano. “You really screwed everything up now.”

Eric shakes his head, waving his hands as if to ward off the blame that was being flung at him. “It wasn’t me! Jerkcules and those two bone-headed Olympians showed up,” he explains quickly, his voice swelling with fear, “It’s probably not even her, you know-”

“Shut up!” The second man barks. Etna shudders around them. The cavern is dank and rich with the putrid smell of sulfur, while jagged bits of stalactite crack and tumble down. Eric flinches and breathes in sharply when a rough grip comes around his neck. “Don’t give me your damn excuses. It’s been twenty five years since…” He trails off with a feral snarl and shoves Eric away. The vegetation god tumbles back with a pained yelp. The hulking figure paces before turning on Eric again. “It is her. She won’t ruin this for me, not again. Now I have to fix up your mess,” he says furiously, leaning down. Eric swears he could feel the heat of the lava on his breath, as he spoke more lowly. “Go enjoy your last days of summer, Persephone. Be ready, as there won’t be any more waiting.” His warning is dark, and Eric knows he means it. Etna thunders once more, and Eric finds himself alone in the crevice.

He slams a thick fist to the wall and swears loudly, his voice echoing around the cavern. He hated this deal, he hated him, and how weak all of this made him. But if he was going to live, if Cherry was going to be spared...he’d deal. He’d get his revenge in the end. Right now, he just had to play along.

Lucy’s head pokes through the museum's break room door and spies Lucky slumped on the couch, her uniform wrinkled and messy. The wino goddess winces at the sight. “Hey, Charms,” she greets gently, walking over. The maybe-oracle looks up quickly, and nods in a silent greeting. “So, I hear it’s been a busy week so far,” Lucy says, trying to converse, settling by her.

“Cherry was right,” Lucky says with dry amusement, dropping her head back with a tired groan. “Everyone in Olympus, and their mother, wants to know if I’m really Tyche, or not.”

Minor gods, spirits, and all creatures between nymphs and giants had come to Lucky to make her acquaintance. Or kill her. Whatever they felt like at that moment. Fortunately, any attempts to kill her all backfired in ironic ways. Today hadn’t been any different.

Koalemos made his appearance and let his influence spread through practically everyone in the museum, mainly a group of teenagers who decided the best way to make a viral video was to climb the mammoth exhibits and throw priceless artifacts around. Lucky surprised herself with the strength she had to drop kick the stupid spirit out. But the damage had been done - she didn’t even want to think of all the meetings and paperwork that was about to come her way.

“At least it’s your birthday this weekend,” Lucy points out, hoping to change the mood. “Didn’t you have something planned?”

“I did, I thought about spendin’ the weekend in Aspen,” Lucky scoffs with a frown,. “But everyone I invited either declined or ignored me,” She slumps against Lucy. “My twenty-fifth birthday is shot.”

It was Lucy’s turn to frown. “Those are your mortal friends,” she says, shaking her head. “You’re gonna see how we party on Olympus. Much better than As...oh,” Her brown eyes light up, and Lucky catches a flash of neon colors swirling in them. An idea had struck. “Oh my Gaia, I got it,” Lucy snaps her fingers, a wide grin crossing her lips.

“What?” Lucky asks puzzled, tilting her head. Lucy doesn’t answer her right away and instead, pulls out her phone, her long fingers quickly writing out a text. “Luce, what is goin’ through your head?”

“Shh! Just trust me,” Lucy finally replies with a carefree smile. “Lucky, get ready- you’re going on vacation for your birthday.”

When Jamie got word that Lucy had spontaneously planned a surprise getaway for Lucky’s birthday, the love goddess insisted she handle the guest list and get some quick shopping in. That’s how Lucky found herself in Amphitrite’s Beach Shop, one of the thousands of department stores to be found in The Mall of Olympus.

“I like this one,” Jamie says, holding up a bikini set up to Lucky. Skimpy and shiny, Lucky knew it would not do in covering very much. She shakes her head and gives Jamie a ‘really now?’ look. Jamie pouts her pink painted lips and puts the bikini down. “That’s, like, the fourth one. You haven’t really, like, even tried any on,” she points out. “And we’re leaving, like, in a few hours!”

“Well where are we goin’?” Lucky asks, toying with the sheer fabric of a sarong, her eyes peeking over to the tall blonde. It’d been a long couple of hours of questioning and probing, and she almost had Jamie worn down to revealing the surprise.

Jamie perks up and picks up the sarong. “Cute! We’ll, like, go off this,” she says, quickly nodding. She begins to walk down the aisle but stops short and turns to Lucky. “Nice, like, try Lucky I’m not spilling the beans,” she says with the finality of a goddess and tugs Lucky along. “Now, try on this bikini, you have, like, adorable curves and you gotta show em off!” Jamie insists, pressing a bikini set into her arms.

When Lucky walks off to the fitting room grumbling under her breath, Jamie sighs and leans against the wall. “Gawds that was, like, close,” she sighs, dramatically pressing a hand to her head. Her phone chimes and Jamie smiles brightly when she sees the name A❤️💖 💝💘💗💞💕💓😍 pop up in a text message and their reply.

‘...fine I’ll go. Only for you.’

Jamie squeals. Now this trip would be a blast.

“Everyone is going to, like, meet up at my place,” Jamie explains between sips of her smoothie as she and Lucky wander down the sidewalk through town back towards her house. “We’re gonna leave from there,” she continues happily.

“To head off to…” Lucky prompts sneakily. She bites on the straw of her smoothie and waits for Jamie’s slip up. But she doesn’t respond. Instead, Lucky hears a soft gasp come from her instead. “Jamie?” She asks worriedly, looking up to her friend. Jamie’s eyes stay across the street, and Lucky follows her gaze.

A tall young man with messy blonde hair laughs along with a child who appears to be his daughter. A small girl, barely older than five years old, her own hair a mix of blonde and a shade of red. Lucky feels Jamie’s body tremble, and it’s then that she notices the gathering tears in her eyes. Jamie fingers twitch slightly, as if wishing to reach out to them.

The man’s eyes slide over to meet them. There’s a brief moment where he looks taken aback before a hard glare narrows his eyes. A stunned gasp leaves Lucky when in a flash, wings appear on his back. With his daughter in his arms, he gives Jamie one last long look before he’s gone in a flurry of white feathers.

Jamie swallows hard and closes her eyes, while tears stained with mascara glide down her cheeks. “C’mon,” she says, her voice too soft, too quiet.

Lucky shakes her head in disbelief. “Jamie, was...was that, um-”

Jamie doesn’t look at her, being careful to wipe her tears away. “Eros,” she confirms sadly. “It’s a, like, a really long story,” she says, a distressed expression settling over her. She takes a shaky sip of her smoothie and cringes. She tosses it away quickly into a trashcan. “Ugh, like, sorry,” Jamie apologizes, shaking her head with a sigh.

“Ya don’t have to apologize for anythin’,” Lucky replies gently, giving her a reassuring smile. “Ya don’t have to explain either if ya don’t wanna,” She adds.

Jamie nods, as they finally reach her house, pausing at the sight of another young man stepping outside. He was just as tall, his hair a mop of red curls and his eyes widened slightly at the sight of Jamie and Lucky. “Oh,” he says “Sorry, just swung by for the rest of my things,” he speaks mainly to Jamie, with hands full of bags of tools and other trinkets. Lucky tilts her head. Was this Hephestus? Not the image she had in mind. But then again, was anyone in Olympus really what she had imagined?

“It’s, like, okay Kyle,” Jamie says with a small shrug. “Did you get what you needed?”

“Not all of it,” Kyle says. “But I’ll come by later on for the rest,” He nods to the door. “I’ll see you around,” He finishes, walking past them. Lucky watches as the god of forges leaves, then turns back to Jamie with an amused but questioning gaze.

Jamie lets out a good natured huff. “It’s, like, a long story,” she explains, waving a hand. “To make it, like, short we’re not really married anymore. It’s, like, an act for Zeus. He thinks he’s, like, the best matchmaker or whatever,” She rolls her eyes a bit but smiles, walking into her house. “Enough though, everyone is on their way and we need to pack!”

Lucky doesn’t get a chance to ask another question before Jamie pulls her to the room. Through the whole afternoon, Jamie didn’t crack once like Lucky had hoped. It looked like it really would be a surprise.

Lucy is the first to arrive. Her bags obviously packed hastily and shoved into the back of her Volkswagen, as she adds in Lucky’s and Jamie’s. A pair of oversized sunglasses cover Lucy’s eyes, and a two sizes too big shirt that said ‘It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere’ with a pair of cocktail glasses below hung on her slender body.

“Operation Oracle Birthday Surprise Bash is GO!” Lucy declares loudly, shutting the trunk doors.

Jamie cheers, bouncing excitedly, clapping her hands. The skirt of her pink sundress waving with each motion she makes.“And I didn’t, like, ruin the surprise!”

“Proud of you, babe” Lucy nods, finger gunning towards the blonde. “Now we just need everyone else to show up so we can head out,”

Lucky tugs on the hem of the shorts of her sunflower print romper, pulling down her own sunglasses over her eyes. The same ones Lucas had lent her from before. “So who is all comin’?” She asks, looking to the two goddesses.

“Uh, Lucas, Isaac, Rylee,” Lucy lists off, she turns to Jamie. “Bee?” She asks her. Jamie perks up, nodding. “Bee, maybe Craig, and Clyde,” Lucy wraps up. Lucky pauses at Clyde’s name and feels her face warm, even with the sun hidden in the slightly overcast sky.

A loud and rhythmic beeeeeeeeep beep beep beeeeeeeeeeeep of a car horn echoes in the air and Lucas’s yellow Camaro screeches to a halt before them. The window rolls down to reveal Lucas’s grinning face, and another young man with dark hair, only instead of sunglasses, he wore a thick pair of eyeglasses, and did not copy Lucas’s happy expression.

“Bout time,” Lucy says, leaning against the Camaro. She waves Lucky over, and motions quickly to the second passenger in the car. “Charms, come meet Isaac, otherwise known as Artemis.”

Lucky blinks and leans down a bit, peering to Isaac. He nods his head to her in a quiet greeting. He was someone Lucky could picture on the cover of a prestigious science magazine, not the goddess, uh, god of the hunt.

“Don’t mind him,” Lucas says, rolling his shoulders, leaning back against the seat. “He’s pissy I dragged him into this, but he needs to get out once in a while,” He finishes more pointedly, his eyes on his twin.

“Lucas, the more you speak, the more stupidity plagues us,” Isaac retorts shortly, his face is easy and his eyes barely narrow into a glare anyone would’ve expected. Lucas instead is the one to scowl and glare.

“They’re a riot,” Lucy chuckles, jabbing a thumb at them. Glancing over, Lucy’s eyes light up at the sight of two figures walking over. “Craig, Clyde!” She calls, waving to them. Lucky turns her head, and feels her heart jump into a flutter at the sight of Clyde. Dressed as casually as everyone else, an oversized gym bag slung over his shoulder. The few buttons of his shirt left undone, showing off his strong chest and-

Lucky squeaks when Lucy drags her over. “Charms, this is Craig. You might know him better as Morpheus,” she introduces. Lucky looks to the dark haired young man next to Clyde, who gives her a passive glance over, his periwinkle colored eyes narrow slightly. He was tall, and appeared to be fit, which was surprising for the deity of sleep.

“This is Tyche?” Craig asks no one in particular. “I remember her being taller.” He shrugs.

Clyde shakes his head. “Dude, you can’t even remember what you ate for breakfast,” He counters. Craig silently lifts his hand and holds his middle finger into clear view in front of Clyde’s face.

“Settle down,” Lucy drawls, rolling her eyes. “We’re still missing two people,” She points out, looking around. “Jamie, where’s-”

A loud rumble shakes the air, and the ground. With a blinding flash of light, the tall figure of a woman stands before them. She stood at the height Jamie and Lucy stood at in their half godly forms. Next to her, a more human sized figure stood by her boredly. But Lucky couldn’t tear her eyes away from the woman clad in silver armor, a red cape billowing around her, a long spear gripped tightly in her hand. A sharp looking helmet rests atop her head. From the shadow of her helmet, golden eyes stare down at them with an intimidating gaze.

“Bee!” Jamie calls excitedly. “Don’t, like, scare Lucky. C’mon we, like, gotta go!” She says, tapping her wrist.

“Hmf.” The woman’s voice rumbles. There’s another flash of light, and ‘Bee’ was normal sized, perhaps only an inch or two taller than Lucky. Gone was her armor, replaced now by everyday looking clothes; jean shorts, and dark t-shirt with boots. Her blonde hair is cut short and her spear now appeared to be a cane, with a point at the bottom, and still deadly-looking. Jamie flounces over, wrapping her arms around her pressing a long kiss to her cheek. The shorter woman finally smiles.

“That’s Bee, also known as Athena,” Lucy leans down slightly, whispering by Lucky’s ear. “The sleepy looking doll with her is Rylee, or Hypnos as mortals like to call her.” She stands straight, grinning at the stunned look that covers Lucky’s face as she takes in the two new goddesses.

“Athena…” Lucky starts in a soft mumble, and her mental gears go into work. “Jamie, is always textin’ someone named A on her phone,” She tilts her head when Jamie nuzzles her nose lovingly to Bee’s and finally the realization bell dings loudly. “OH.” Lucky gasps, nodding. “Wait-”

“Long story,” Lucy cuts off, waving a hand. “Jamie will explain sooner or later.” She says, bumping her hip to Lucky towards the Volkswagen. “Everyone pick your ride, let's get going!” She calls out.

“Jamie sure has a lotta explainin’ t’do…” Lucky sighs. “So um, hey y’all where are we goin’?” She asks hopefully, climbing into the Volkswagen.

“Nice try,” Lucy and Jamie chime together.

#lucky day #lucy montgomery #jamie jameson #lucas shaw #isaac webb #rylee royce #bianca kingston #an oracle in olympus #msjdh

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katreal-fic · 5 years

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Day 6 — for #fictober 10/07/19

Prompt: “Yes, I’m aware. Your point?”

Fandom: Homestuck

Warnings: Cursing, 2nd Person POV, Earth C world building

Part of a series. Please start from the beginning!

Characters: Dirk Strider & Roxy Lalonde

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It’s almost a twelve hour flight from Hearthstone to New City. The consort Kingdom was smack-dab in the middle of the largest ocean on the planet, the proverbial Australia-sized New Zealand of this new world if you remembered your Old World geography right, so nearly every single landmass was at least 10 hours away by plane. You fly faster than a plane, of course, but even once you hit land you have to cross a whole ’nother continent to reach Roxy’s lil developed patch of coast.

Not exactly a hop, skip, and a jump, but the remote location was half the reason you settled out here.

The other half was Jake English, but that was a handful of awkward slimy wriggling worms you’d much rather just casually toss overboard to turn into home-made chum. The fish would probably appreciate it.

Dirk > Jump Off the Shark

The original plan was to head out at four in the morning and be there by 7pm to crash whatever dinner plans Rox had going. But by the time you cleaned up your workshop--you have to keep things tidy. After all, you never know when you’ll have guests dropping in--and sent out your emails about any projects that were expecting activity in the next few days, you found yourself sitting on the edge of your roof, leg bouncing with nervous energy, looking off into the distance towards the dusk end of the sunset cascading over the--mostly--dark coastline.

You won’t be able to sleep tonight. You already know that. You hardly sleep as it is, except when you feel the weight of years you’ve never lived dragging down on you, long days and longer nights and crying babies and howling laughter winding their way into your dreams to the point where you find yourself taking random catnaps at uncertain intervals because it’s a moment of goddamn silence.

It isn’t one of those days right now though, thankfully, but on the flipside, it means you’re in for a stupidly long night.

If you bother to wait. There’s nothing saying you have to. All you told Roxy was you’d be there tomorrow.

You could leave now.

A sick set of orange and black headphones hang around your neck as you lock up behind you, killing the lights except for the courtesy red ones around the outer edges of the complex and the antennae. Your workshop isn’t on any publicly used maps, at least not the way Jake’s estate was, but most shipping lanes at least know to avoid this particular section of the coast.

You really hate that Hearthstone popped up so close to the structure. The consorts don’t bother, but sometimes troll merchants just had to shirk the commonly used ones. As if they weren’t designed to be the most efficient ones. Idiots. Always needing to go around the system. Believing they knew better than those who designed them.

Whatever. You slide your headphones over your ears, letting the laws of physics slide off you like they don’t even exist, your godly accouterments shimmering into existence over your usual black hoodie and slacks. You hate the tights, and the pants, but nothing else quite stands up to the quality of high-altitude insulation brought about by magic PJs. A thought, and you’re pulling up Booble Maps on your shades, relegating it to a small window in the upper right corner, mostly just to get your bearings. It won’t be very useful until you hit the continent, but it at least points you in the right direction.

Another thought and your headphones fill with some sweet tunes, blocking out the roaring of the wind and your own shitty thoughts as your stupid forked half-cape flaps behind you. You pull the hood up and over your head, protecting your ‘do from the wind the best you can.

You have a long flight ahead of you.

The ocean lasts forever, giving way to cliffs and mountains along the western edge of the great land of--you actually aren’t sure if they picked a name for the whole continent yet. The kingdoms don’t cover the whole giant slab of environments that makes up this particular piece of the world. You remember Dave joking about just calling it the New Land to go with New City and New Prospit and New Derse and New Skaia and The Farms and Village-by-Dong-Mountain--you get the feeling the Chess folk as a whole just like straightforward names.

You’re pretty sure everyone in that memo veto’d his suggestion immediately. You hadn’t really cared so you’d just peaced out and muted it before ever learning the resolution.

Booble maps should have it, but again, the Carapace didn’t much care to keep their records up to date. Just like the consorts. It drives you mad to think about not being able to acquire basic information due to someone else’s negligence.

You turn up the volume to lose yourself and just keep flying as the sky begins to turn pink in the east.

It’s a much more respectable hour of After Dawn by the time you touch down on the roof of a high-rise building you think belongs to Roxy and Calliope. You think, you aren’t entirely sure. It’s been forever since you’ve been out this way. Not since y’all got together and built the internet and Roxy came up with the greatest search engine name of all time.

The most recent address you found matches what you can tell of your general location, and the view over the bay--despite it being noticeably morning and not after dark--matches the picture you’d been sent in the email. So you shoot her a quick, ‘I’m here.’

Standing there in your godly PJs, slightly light headed from a 12 hr+ flight being completed in one shot. You slide your headphones off your ears to let them hang around your neck, your ears buzzing with the distant sounds of a city waking up, free at last from the mad shuffling skills your playlist had to go through in order to get you this far. Blinking in the pre-noon light, not even slightly bothered by the cool morning air or the autumn sun beginning it’s still toothless beat down on your skin. You’re a god. Radiation can fuckin’ suck it.

The door to the roof slams open. Roxy’s there in a blur of pink and white. She’s taller than you remember--almost as tall as you are now. Older than you remember--it’s been at least a year, maybe two. But she still squeals and throws herself at you, wrapping her bare arms around your maroon covered shoulders. Her hands dig into the loose fabric of your cape. Her weight hits you, you rock back and shift to absorb it.

“Oh my gawd, you’re so early!”

“Yes, I’m aware.” You’ve hesitated for too long. A kid who barely learned how to interact with people before you fucked off into your own isolationist bubble. It takes you an embarrassingly long time to hug her back, “Your point? I did say tomorrow. Tomorrow is now today.”

“Smart alec! I told you to warn me, dummy!” Her weight lightens as she sheds her own hold on physics, and hovers to gain back the extra inch you have on her. Her hands come up and push back your hood with it’s attached tiara, freeing your surprisingly sweat soaked hair from its prison. Apparently even magic jammies had their limitations and you might have pushed it just a little bit

She leaves a big wet smooch on your right cheek, underneath your shades. Your eye twitches, but you sigh as she rocks back, disentangling the two of you and standing back with her hands on her hips. “That’s for makin’ me come up here at the ungodly hour of 9 am on a Sunday. I’ll be gracious and not punish you for also taking two years to get your cute little pantaloon’d butt out here to see me.”

“My bad,” You mumble, chastised. For a moment you see through her. A tall imposing lady, white dress and black lipstick. One of the few who could stop you, but too far away to realize that maybe she should. But you blink and it’s gone and she’s smiling at you. You let your princely get-up slide away into wherever the fuck it goes, leaving you standing in a much more reasonable--and tights-less--hoodie and slacks, “Time got away from me.”

“No duh it did. C’mon, let’s get inside and tell the peeps the good news. ARq owes me and ‘peta some ice-cream. He thought you’d chicken out.”

Of course he did. But you let her latch onto your arm and lead you inside.

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#fictober19 #homestuck #homestuck fanfic #dirk strider #roxy lalonde #earth c fic #a sea with a sky full of diamonds #fic:diamonds #kat's fic #I'm one day behind but eh #\o/#if I can't catch up I'll just go over into november till I'm done #also #defrag update tomorrow :3c

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Content Creator Interview #5

Welcome back again folks! This week in our fifth interview @vermofftiss chats to @mizjoely about her love of lists, her fantasy season five finale, and reveals the truth about who really writes her stories...

Hi, @mizjoely here, chatting with @vermofftiss about my sherlolly writing and fandom experiences, and answering some questions submitted by a few other folks. I’ve been involved in fandom in one way or another since the early 1980s, which is also when I started writing fanfiction - for classic Doctor Who and Star Trek in its various incarnations.

@vermofftiss here, putting forward the aforementioned questions. I’ll also be trying to weasel some advice out of @mizjoely that I can use for my own writing, which has been a casual ongoing thing since I published my first sherlolly fic in 2014.

Vermofftiss: I think our first encounter was in the Sherlollychat in the fall of 2014, around the time I got onto AO3. Which means series 3 was five years ago. How does it feel knowing that series 4 was already two years ago? What’s changed in the time since it aired?

Mizjoely: Oh, I miss the sherlollychat, or at least I did until Channy came up with the discord version! It’s hard to fathom that so much time has passed since I joined the fandom! (I became active on tumblr in November 2013 after discovering Sherlolly earlier that same year, btw.) Series 3 was five years ago. Series 4 was two years ago. Crazy!

As for what’s changed since then, I’d have to say one positive thing is that the fandom wank has calmed way the hell down since S4…. Another change that I’ve seen is probably common to all fandoms over time - new writers and content creators have joined the fandom while (sadly) many others have moved on to other fandoms. Of course, that’s to be expected when your show is essentially over, but it’s still kind of sad to lose folks completely to other fandoms.

V: Which series was your favourite to play with as a writer? When did you really get into writing Sherlolly?

M: I would have to say Series 4 has definitely been a great series to write for - so much angst! The I love you! Mary Watson’s very sad death, Rosie Watson becoming a character, Mrs. Hudson showing us what a badass she is, and of course Eurus Holmes entering the picture. We might not have gotten as much Molly Hooper as we wanted, but the scenes we did get with her were tremendous and gave so much inspiration to me and many other writers.

I really got into Sherlolly as a ship after seeing TRF, as I’m sure is true with many folks - especially the “what do you need” scene. And it was so much fun to dive into the possibilities of life after Sherlock’s ‘death’ between Series 2 and 3, I consider that a real golden age of Sherlolly writing. My first published Sherlock/Sherlolly fic was “Conversations With A Dead Detective”, set Post Reichenbach, which according to fanfiction.net I published on 04/11/13 (so I’m nearly at my five year Sherlolly- versary, woo hoo!).

A quick look at my spreadsheet (don’t judge me, I love my lists) shows that I wrote or at least started 37 fics that year (one of which I’m still working on, yikes! - The World As We Know It, a vamp!lock fic). I’m currently sitting at almost 500 fics for Sherlolly, which still amazes me, that I could be that inspired by a pair of fictional characters! (For comparison, my second most prolific fandom is Doctor Who, for whom I wrote a total of 25 stories over a period of 20 years. And of those 25, only about a dozen were for my main ship, Five/Tegan).

V: A couple of questions from @ohaine -

1) Based on the sheer volume of your work, I have this theory that you’re actually some sort of artistic collective rather than just one person, please tell me I’m right!

M: You have discovered my secret: I'm actually four raccoons in a trenchcoat! Seriously though, until I was bitten by the Sherlolly bug, my output was much, much lower, even though I've been writing fanfics since the early 1980s. For example, I love the Zutara ship for Avatar: Last Airbender, but I only wrote three fics for that. I wrote about 25 fics for Doctor Who, and about the same amount for the various Star Treks (not including Khanolly). Nothing set my writing muse afire like Sherlolly, and I doubt anything ever will again.

and, 2) You write a lot of AUs, and I’m wondering what inspires them?

M: Considering that I started off as a strictly Canon Universe/Canon Compliant writer in all of my other fandoms, it still seems funny to me how much I enjoy writing and reading AUs now. I started reading them after finally running out of canon compliant fics to read and discovering how much fun it was to transplant the characters into a different universe. And that, of course, made me think about what sort of AUs I could fit Molly and Sherlock into.

In fact, the very first BBC Sherlock story I started to write (never finished or posted) was an AU because I was nervous about trying to write Sherlock and figured no one would complain too much about him being OOC if it was a fantasy setting. (I ended up taking the plunge on a canon universe post Reichenbach fic and posted that and a lot of other canon universe fics before returning to AUs.)

Wait, that doesn't answer the question! What inspires them? The same things that inspire all my writing: wanting to read a specific kind of fic and not being able to find it; fics that other authors have written that make me itch to put my own spin on the idea; dreams; books I've read or movies or TV shows I've watched...inspiration is everywhere when you really, really, really love a ship. (Gawd that's cheesy but it's true - no love, no writing fanfic, period end of paragraph.)

V: This past spring I finally got the nerve to start working on my first proper AU (not CC, CU, or UA) after sitting on the idea for about 3 years. Have you ever had to wait to be “ready” to start working on a concept? How much do you need to know about a project to get going on it?

M: I have absolutely had to wait to be ready to start working on a concept. My very first attempt at a Sherlolly fic (never finished or published) was going to be an AU because I was so intimidated by the idea of writing Sherlock Holmes in the canon universe set up by Moffat & Gatiss. I was terrified I wouldn’t get his voice right, that he would be too OOC for folks, that I wouldn’t be able to make him clever enough or that I’d mess things up a dozen different ways. So I started writing the AU instead, and in doing so (over a course of several months), I finally realized that no, I wanted to start off in the canon universe. Just trying to write him at all, in any setting, made me a little less intimidated by him. But I might never have written anything if I hadn’t started that abandoned AU. (And I look forward to seeing your AU when you’re ready to post it!)

V: Does reader feedback ever impact the plots of your stories or the building of your AUs?

M: It absolutely can, especially when someone leaves a comment that makes me think about my story in a different light. I won’t go so far as to say comments have caused me to redo anything on a larger scale (such as change the ending) but certainly I’ve thrown things into the fic or expanded on ideas expressed in a comment to make the story that much richer.

That’s one of the best things about being active in fandom - the interactions between readers and writers. Of course, the reverse can also be true - I remember needing a LOT of fan-friend coddling when some folks were unhappy with the ending of my story ‘Abandoned’ (i.e., my Molly let my Sherlock get off too easily). But you have to have thick skin to be a creator, and remember that not everyone likes the same things. And you also have to be able to say yes, I could have done this better, or if I had to do it over I’d do it differently. It’s all part of the creative process.

V: Are there any scenes or aspects that were cut from a story that you regretted leaving out at the end?

M: Not really. Most things that I cut have been vetted by my betas (shout-out to ALL betas for being willing to help you make your story better!) and jettisoning those things has always made my stories better. (Plus I keep a folder of scraps that got cut and periodically review those scraps to see if I might be able to salvage them.)

V: On top of being one of the better-known Sherlolly writers in the tag, you’re also the single person behind the Sherlollbrary. As much as I love to organize my life and everything else I can get my hands on, that’s not something I think I’d ever actually want to do. So what made you decide to start cataloguing Sherlolly fics?

M: My love of lists. Seriously, that’s it. I love making lists of things - like, how many stories did I write in 2013 for Sherlolly (37, as you now know!), how many one-shots have I written vs. multi-chapters, how many were prompts...and then I started seeing people doing lists of various tropes. The one that made me decided to start my Sherlollilists side blog was one put together for Sherlolly omegaverse stories. As more and more lists were created, edited, and added (I’m currently at 140 official lists, with more than a dozen unofficial lists), I decided it would nice to organize them all (not realizing quite what I was getting into!) as one spreadsheet, with other tropes and tags and keywords for folks to help narrow down their searches. It always give me a little thrill when I open the library and see folks are browsing, so I like to think it’s a useful tool (although I am looking forward to finishing it someday!)

@writingwife-83 asked: You work tirelessly to organize all the multitude of writing this ship produces, but how do you feel that affects you as a writer? Does it make you less interested in writing your own fics? Or does it tend to help get the wheels turning and inspire you?

M: I have to admit, sometimes curating the lists can completely put me off writing, simply due to feeling oversaturated. This is especially true when I am reading or skimming over fics that are, shall we say, not the best of the bunch. Or the times when I'm just pushing myself even if I'm not really enthusiastic about doing it. Those times, I've learned to just step back, which is why sometimes the lists don't get updated very quickly.

On the other hand, rereading a favorite or a forgotten gem can really get my creative juices flowing. At times like that, I fall back in love with the ship and the fandom all over again.

V: When you’re stuck with writer’s block or just a lack of motivation, does it help you more to reread an old fave or to go back through some of your own works? Have you noticed your style has changed much?

M: It does help, absolutely. It reminds me why I love this ship so much, and helps me reconnect with others in the fandom. People think of reading as passive and writing as solitary, but to me it’s an interactive process. Reading great fics, new can old, helps feed your creativity. And nowadays the internet helps so much as well - there are awesome resources and fandom spaces to talk to other folks about their works and your own, reminding you that you’re not creating in a vacuum. (And I REALLY love the cheerleading section of the Sherlolly Discord site. That can help unstick my creativity like nobody’s business!)

As for my style changing - yeah, it definitely has. I feel like my writing has become more streamlined and less clunky since I first started. I still do a lot of semicolon abuse but at this point I’ve decided that’s just my style and will likely never change.

Thanks for the excellent questions and for letting me ramble on!

V: I’m sure we can do a lot more rambling if left on the trail. How about one last one: In the currently hypothetical series 5, how would you continue the story from where it left off?

M: Oooh, good one! If I was in charge we would see that Sherlock and Molly are continuing their relationship, culminating with a wedding at the end of the third episode. But since I’m not in charge, I’m thinking that Mofftiss would give us some subtle hints, like John casually mentioning to Sherlock that he and Rosie can’t join ‘them’ for dinner that night for whatever reason. And maybe some small changes to 221B to show hints that someone else spends time there other than Sherlock and the Watsons - a cherry patterned pillow, perhaps? A Bart’s ID card with a woman’s picture to show that no, it isn’t one Sherlock nicked to get access to a place he otherwise couldn’t get to? A woman’s coat hanging next to Sherlock’s? Something like that. And some private smiles between Sherlock and Molly, little things like that. Enough to give us hope but not enough to give us proof! They do like to tease that way!

Non-shipwise, I think Eurus would make a return because come on, how do you leave a character like that catatonic? I also think they would return to ACD canon to revise a few more cases for the modern age, and maybe (maybe!) have John start dating again (especially if they’re so married to canon that they killed Mary off - since John seems to have been married at least twice, they would probably explore that option).

I know, that last part is a bit vague but honestly? I hope they surprise the hell out of us in a good way if we ever get that fifth series!

Next Week, Friday March 22nd, @ashockinglackofsatin talks to @sunken-standard

#content creator interviews #sherlolly #Sherlock #mizjoely #vermofftiss

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gayjeris · 6 years

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Who are your favourite ao3 writers that write nurseydex fic? I need some new fic to read

Oh god okay um….. I’d need like a vat of gluten free lasagne, one of those gravity water jugs, and 30 years to properly answer this ask, and I probably won’t give you anything new because I’m very basic. None of this is in order because I’m basically scrolling down the chrono feed and finding my faves as I go since I don’t archive well. Also, check my fic rec tag for ficlets and general recommendations because I’m always reblogging things I find on tumblr there, and it’s almost all nurseydex, though not 100%. Anyway, here’s as near a comprehensive AO3 list as I feel able to get to.

Shelly, aka shellybelle, aka @geniusorinsanity

THIS ISN’T NEWS. Not only is Shelly one of my best friends on this damn site, they’re also one of the hardest-working, funniest, and most honest writers I have encountered in fandom, with angst and kink and relationships and everything. Their Nursey is very real and feels like someone I want to know, and their Dex is just...me. He’s me. If you’re reading their writing and you think “huh I relate to Dex” TOO BAD YOU’RE KIN WITH ME NOW.

Meg, aka Leslie_Knope, aka @leslieknopeismyshiningstar

My GAWD, have you ever read better fumbly, messy, idiotic fratboys/NHL rookies/basically strangers sex in your LIFE? No, you haven’t. You just haven’t. Go.

Plum, aka sinbindos, @sinbindos

Go yell at Plum so she keeps writing Fireflies because I have no clout except cheerreading and I need more of it. Plum is one of my closest friends and I can’t get over anytime she is able to get writing out because it’s just so good and I love it so much. Also whenever Plum writes Derek Nurse getting affection and love, it’s healing for everyone. We all deserve to feel that heal.

Karo, aka akadiene, aka @bluegrasshole

L I S T E N Karo isn’t really doing the Check Please thing anymore which is lowkey tragic but read everything she wrote that’s complete because it’s so fucking good you’ll shit. Strange Lovers and Row Upon Row, if you haven’t read them for some reason, what the FUCK, GO NOW. I had a bit of a hand in Strange Lovers as a cheerreader and miiiinor helper in the story movements and it’s by far one of the best pieces in the fandom and honestly should be published.

Sarah, aka DizzyRedhead, aka @dizzy-redhead

Do I even have to say why you should go read this stuff? Just go. Tropes and sex and soft boys and idiots in love. You’re already reading. Bye.

poindereks

I don’t really know anything about this author but I trust them with my fucking life, they post regularly when it’s new, and it’s good shit. I look forward to their next fic.

Dana, aka rhysiana, @rhysiana

Another author who I just...idk I just trust to take a prompt or an idea and run and do a great job. Always strong writing and I never enjoy fluff as much as I do when she writes it.

lyrithim

Another author I know very little about but I like a lot. IDK go forth.

ahausonfire, @ahausonfire

Not to be dramatic but their fics have gotten me out of drawing slumps and honest to god depression spirals on more than one occasion and if you’re not reading them I don’t know what you’re about.

Jessie, aka alocalband, @alocalband

UM so the genre of misunderstanding and feelings realization didn’t exist until just now I decided? Get to reading.

This is so long and it’s not even close to complete but I just have to call it. I know there are far more than this that I didn’t mention, which is why my fic rec tag is truly the best place to go for up to date love from me, because when I sees it, I reblogs it. I don’t archive well on AO3 and it bites me in the ass every time I want to find something I like.

Anyway, hope this helped!

#nurseydex #fic rec

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dancekickboxcardio · 5 years

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Hello 👋🏾 sexy. Wakes me up every morning. I think 🤔 he misses having our own space and he can move freely in my rooms 🚪 . I miss having my own place too. I can adulting. I haven’t hugged🤗 him and kissed 💋 him today. I did administrative 🖊 things. I am not expecting a 📦 package and the prompt about activating your card in not showing right away on my bank 🏦 app.

I found this yesterday and chuckled. The coating on the astro 👩🏼‍🚀 ‘s helmet is similar on my Dolce and Gabanna’s.

What an incredible selfie 🤳🏾.

I came in early and I was hoping to doing it again tomorrow. I didn’t hear 👂🏾 my alarm ⏰ and I slept 🛏 late. Once your rest 😴 is disrupted, working out 💪🏾 🏃🏼‍♀️ five hours is not plausible. You can’t possibly expect your motor to run without giving it the proper recharge 🔋 right? I decided I am going to do a halfday. Tomorrow 🗓 I am off. I have to spruce up my hair. I liked showing up early. Am I a morning person 🌞? I like sleeping 😌. I usually have a lot of time between arrival and exercise time. However, I needed breakfast 🍳 and I must be ready for when the sun ☀️ rays are at it’s prime for bronze. Guess what? The outdoor pool 🏊🏻‍♀️ is closed ☹️. So my color is it. I love 💗 golden.

I had a hard time perfecting my hair. I undid it many times. Eventually, I allowed it to be the way it is. I was running on a time schedule 📅 but I allowed for sometime to breath a little. I did 30 minutes in the treadmill Metcon and I saw Greta Thurnberg on a morning news network. I went to the equipment area to work on my muscles. I was focusing on my arms. I did this new machine. I didn’t take a picture 📸 of it. I had a far too artsy 👩🏼‍🎨 eye yesterday and I wanted to keep them in check ☑️.

The Thor weightlifting area where I am sitting doing my triceps. Does it look 👀 like you should squirm? The weights are behind and they are huge 🏋🏼‍♀️. I was just thinking 💭 to myself waking up this morning how I should eventually get there. Right, Mark Consuelo asked me what’s new yesterday. I had to think 💭. I meant to ask him if it’s not really his brother 😂. The guy on TV 📺.

Frank said hi 👋🏾. He called me sweetie. Lane walked past me while I was on the chin lifts. I had to focus and it’s a little awkward saying hi from behind. I was uncomfy anyway. How does I mean from behind? The orientation of the stuffs make me a little on unsure 😐 footing. Gawd, I am so cool. Be like a dork 🤓 . I kept on adjusting myself on incline. Right, the tall you can’t mess with him guy Greg said hi 👋🏾 too. I wasn’t sure how to place my hands in the new handle bars. Vie, aren’t you like feeling misplace in all the maleness. Nah. I think 💭 they are having a stroke or worse heart attack. I should wear my glasses 👓 today. But that’s too you. Show your eyes 👁 . That’s the point. But no, keep the energy ⚡️ like it is and adjust at different focal point. Did I mean to say something more?

Aqua was on as I was on my way to the outdoor pool. The patio where I nap 😴 and eat 🍴 lunch 😱 . I decided to spend time in the steam sauna 🧖🏼‍♀️ and after the hot 🥵. The women’s dry heat spa is still under repair. I did some stuff on my phone 📱 dressed up ready for Zumba. It was Melissa. I love 💕 her. She’s great. Her moves are not easy. I don’t think 💭 any of (the instructor’s ) them are. I am fine that I was looking a little lost. I catch up the best that I can. I was trying to learn them. She likes to put power kick 🦵🏾 butt moves, speed, some strength work and fun 🎉 sexy. She makes you feel good about yourself. The music 🎵 is fantastic too. I enjoyed myself. I should be on a different spot next time. It gives you a different feel. Sometimes also changing where you are in space improves your performance. I was trying to be technical and did not let lose. In comparison... 🆚

after dinner 🥘 I was par-tey 🎊. Even if the instructions are the same, Angie cracks me up. She’s full of sass. At first, I was moving with difficulty. I don’t know 🤷🏼‍♀️ what has to click or unclick in your brain 🧠 but there is learning, too concerned about getting the right steps 👣 and you can feel the rhythm 💃🏼 . Sometimes the directions confuses you. How do you react? How do you handle yourself? How do you soothe on a mistake? How do you go on or not? Yes, that inner talk to self whether you know it or not matters. Vie, shouldn’t you be paid for 💵 saying such life changing things. All I can say is I can make money doing greater stuff. Isn’t self-management like an essential thing for a healthy happy 😃 life? Gawd, Socrates? Sure. But it’s a self-discovery. You is up to you. No thick self-help literature 📚 can change your life. It has to come from within. Vie, you are stable scary. You are not like just threatening you are to put together. Gawd, Diogenes? What are you talking about? I am a hot mess. My make up 💄 👛 and hair are always a wild 😜.

I had to call twice for operations 📞. I messed up my locker 🔐 again. My Mom was angry 😡. I am doing best. Does she think riding with her was the coolest thing in the world 🌍? By now, I would rather have my own Acura MDX. Right, there’s always an excused. Perhaps she thinks I am one of her housekeeping 🏡 friends who are being manipulative. Do I look 👀 like I went to a private prestigious college? See what I am saying. You are way better than I am. You earn a lot of money 💵 . You see life as you are not as the other person. I mean you can say all you want. But if you are not wearing the Loubotin’s 👠 you don’t know what it’s like. You can make a great statement about it. What are you talking about you only wear Vince Camutos, UGGs and Sperrys? Cheap stuff too 🛍 .

I had more things going on yesterday than I quiet 🤫 to myself doing work thought 💭 I did. I am more concerned about what’s I needs to do versus 🆚 what you think I do and must do for Y-O-U.

I had a late snack before I went to bed 🛏 and I took a sleeping 😴 aid to knocked me out. I was in bed 🛌 for 1.5 hours already and nothing. Maybe, I should do a beauty ritual or better get a tea 🍵 that makes you dozy and read 📖 a boring book . Speaking of which and I really wanted to talk about Dr. Nick, he gave me his memoir. There are tons of characters in the gym. You meet all sorts of people and I am not sure how much your psyche, your entire life experience can handle it. I asked him if I can pay 💵 for his stuff. He said, “No, Just write 🖊 me a review.” I should peruse it when I am lifting no. Sometimes I do what I feel I must on the floor not what I want to be seen as if anyone is watching your bright butt at all. But that is an excellent idea 💡. He wrote a scholarly 📑on Harriet Tubbman mathematically 🔣🔢. I said his book 📚 appears like an academic paper. I wish I could bring him home 🏡. He had no ride 🚙. My Mom drops me off to the health club and leaves with me too. On the weekend, my Dad does the driving. I felt bad.

I should shower 🚿.

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moonshroooms · 7 years

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Random Fandom Questions Oh My

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

Currently the other ships I like right now are Human Bill Cipher and Dipper (a big guilty pleasure). If there are any Billdip shippers reading this may I humbly recommend Defining Bill Cipher, cause it’s 100% fantastic with plot, characterization, and some uh, heated moments if ya get what I mean.

I always enjoy Frisk x Sans from Undertale, though I’ve been lagging behind on fanfics. I also like Sans and Toriel (which honestly, I like Frisk and Sans better for fanfics, but I’d want Sans and Toriel to be canon), and Frisk and Asriel are super cute too.

I’ve started reading Owari no Seraph (like, I think I’m only like ch 5), and I already knew about Mika x Yuu long before I ever started reading so I’m absolutely shipping them right now A++

I also ship Gon and Killua from Hunter x Hunter, though I don’t read a lot of fanfics for them. I just kinda annoy my friend with it when we watch the show XD

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

You know, I actually don’t think I do

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

Ciel and Sebastian from Black Butler. And it’s weird cause like, they are absolutely ripe for shipping and there are plenty of other ships in like, nearly the same position I like but just. He doesn’t love-love Ciel man. He don’t even friendship-love him. Sebastian wants to eat his soul like literally and that’s it he’s just food. For whatever reason I just can’t get into that pairing. Please just let Ciel be with Elizabeth she’s such a cutie and let them be happy forever on okay good okay

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.

Ichigo and Masaya from Tokyo Mew Mew. I am 100% a Kisshu x Ichigo shipper and I know Ichigo x Masaya is like, oddly, one of the healthiest relationships you could have in an anime and Masaya would be a boy I’d fall head-over-heels for myself if he was real like honestly everything about him is basically perfect but I just. He’s so boring. He’s a really boring character to watch. And he gets more interesting near the end of the show, but it was just kinda too little too late, yanno? If they’d put more hints at the darker side of his wonderful personality then I’d probably would have shipped them, but I saw Kishigo first and that’s who I glommed onto srry

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

I don’t contribute anything to society let alone a fandom XD

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

I mean, that’s under the idea I’m actually in a fandom? Do I have to do something to be in a fandom? Can I just enjoy content? Does that count? If it do then I’ve been in the Tokyo Mew Mew fandom for like, 10 years or more. It’s like 99% dead so it’s not like I’ve searched up anything recently, but believe me if it ever gets a good remake I will be there 100%

G - Have you ever had an OTP? If so, do you remember your first one? Who was in it?

My first OTP back before I ever knew what an OTP was was Kisshu and Ichigo from Tokyo Mew Mew. And that fandom is super dead and I’ll probably never read a new good fanfic ever again but I’ll probably never let them go. I still consider them my OTP, and I’ve never found anyone that tops it XD They’re also completely toxic but just. Ah. I love them so much I just want them in a cute relationship plz

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

Ennething. I guess anime is the easiest one to find though. I think I like Western animation better than anime, if only for comedy that hits home a little bit more, since I grew up in that culture and whatnot

I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

Nah. I avoid the Discourse by never joining the conversation e v e r. And most of the time I don’t really follow fandom blogs specifically, just blogs that happen to post some fandom stuff, so I probably don’t see any sort of annoying people or awful environments or anything. I don’t understand how people can get so annoyed I feel like discourse is just so easy to avoid/ignore??? But maybe that’s just me

J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)

Voltron. I didn’t even know it existed until some of the funny blogs I follow started posting stuff about it. I don’t even know what Voltron’s about, other than the name sounded really familiar, like it’s an old anime being remade or something.

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

Peridot from Steven Universe. No wait, Rinna from Forest Born. Forest Born is one of my favorite books (from the Books of Bayern series by Shannon Hale, I highly recommend them). When I was younger I related to Rinna a lot (and I’m like, nothing like her now but that’s beside the point), and I loved her development her slow development towards not hating herself so much. It’s wonderful and steady and feels real

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)

Jackie from Star vs. is a really nice girl A+ girlfriend material and if I didn’t ship Marco and Star she’d be next up for the Marco ship train. I absolutely don’t hate her and she’s a fun and nice character, but sorry you can’t be Marco’s girlfriend the bloodmoon and also me said so

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

Isi from the Goose Girl. She already reminds me a lot of my friend, so maybe I’m a little biased, but she seems like an absolutely wonderful person to be friends with and I’d 100% love that. I’d also like Dasha from River Secrets and Enna from Enna Burning. Just. Any of the main girls from the Books of Bayern. I love them all

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

Since I don’t have a main fandom, I’ll just choose one:

From Steven Universe I want more funny comics, dumb memes, and Stevonnie anything. And that’s considering there’s already a shitton of all of that. There’s never enough

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

He’s Hurting Me by Maria Mena. And Kisshu x Ichigo, mostly because I’ve seen an AMV with them and that song XD

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

Active Fandom for Tokyo Mew Mew AU!

Okay fine, that doesn’t count. But oh geez I can’t think of any good ideas though. I don’t know but anything but a coffee shop AU. Give me something with adventure man. Uhh *spins wheel* Siren AU with *rolls dice* Pokémon. Make it happen, people

Q - A fandom you’ve abandoned and why.

Eh, considering I’m never an active part of any fandom, I can’t say I’ve abandoned anything. I’ll even go back to really old fandoms and try to find something I haven’t read before

R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?

Do Steven and Connie and Star and Marco count even though I ship them? Because I value their friendship just as much if not more than their shipping capabilities. If not then, Sailor Moon and the other sailor scouts from Sailor Moon (from the original anime). I just really like that they joke and roast and support each other. A lot of the episodes focus a lot on their random interactions and it’s a joy to watch.

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

I have none honestly XD I’m not usually a person that gets into headcanons much. I ship plenty of people that aren’t together but I wouldn’t really call them headcanons, I dunno. Gon and Killua end up married. There, there’s your headcanon.

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending?

Kisshu returns to Earth for Whatever reason (any reason that means more battles and adventures is good), Ichigo ends up falling in love with him, Pudding and Tart end up together, Lettuce and Pie are together, Masaya is just fine and not dead, and everyone’s happy the end

That’s the best I got XD

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

Kisshu from Tokyo Mew Mew: Other than the fact he’s from my long-standing OTP, he’s just really fun to watch. He’s probably the reason I have an immediate attachment to character that are slightly crazy and shit tons of dangerous. He’s cheeky and flirty and gawd I luv it A+

Peridot and Lapis from Steven Universe. I couldn’t choose really. Peridot is such a trash gremlin and Lapis is amazing when it’s not complete angst she is just Ultimate Emo Child.

Willis from Awful Hospital (I highly recommend this comic by the way. It’s weird and wonderful). So far he’s just the cutest little thing and I love watching him it’s great

V - Which character do you relate to most?

I used to relate to Rinna from Forest Born a whole bunch, especially when I was younger. Nowadays I relate much more to her older brother Razo from River Secrets. He’s self-concious, but always cracking jokes and always in the mood for eating. I think he’s hilarious and honestly I hope I can be as funny as him. He’s got a lot of talents he just never notices. I hope that gets to be me, too.

W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.

Characters with no personality. And I think this is mostly just in the otome and harem anime’s that this kind of thing is rampant, cause you gotta make a character that people can slip into but just. My god. I tried playing an otome once and I couldn’t even finish it it was so awful and infuriating. Watching Diabolik Lovers was so painful this girl just L E T everything happen she didn’t even try putting up a fight even when some dude GAVE HER A KNIFE TO STAB HER VAMPIRE WHATEVERS WITH. MY GOD. I hated everything I wanted to cry. And don’t even get me started on the manga Black Bird I hate it so much they just rinse repeat everything. ‘No love interest don’t do sexy things at me I don’t want it’ ‘I’m doing it as punishment for you doing/not doing Whatever’ ‘Noooo’ and then proceeds to just continue to love the assbag. Just stop oh my goooood

X - A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.

Enemies to Lovers. Or enemies being in love in general. Or forbidden romances of any kind. Basically I want a shit ton of angst and a happy ending.

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (i.e., fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)?

I know a little bit about Homestuck, which I tried to read once and got bored. I keep wanting to pick it back up but just… aaaah the beginning is so boring I can hardly tell what’s going on. And I hate the 1 panel thing. I’m sure it was good while it was being posted, but it just takes so long to load the next page. I need a multi-page version please.

I also know a tad bit about Madoka Magic, which I’m not entirely sure how. I just kinda. Read stuff I came across, despite never being interested in the show myself.

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go! (Prompts optional but encouraged.)

Dear god please let Star and Marco be together (they probably will).

I want at the very least a cute cheek kiss from Steven and Connie, also, can Stevonnie fuse with other gems??? That’d be wild.

Danny Phantom needed to be longer also he needed to be with Valerie I loved her why the flip flap did they give her such a crappy reason to not be with Danny AAAH

I haven’t been able to watch the Legend of Korra because I tear up anytime I see something about the old gang being old or dead like legit if I ever see Aang being all dead and spiritual and shit I will cry

The Amazing World of Gumball is hilarious and I want more people to watch it

I tried watching Bob’s Burger’s for just like, a funny show without a plot and I got bored eventually. Thankfully Gumball saved the day

I think Ni no Kuni is an adorable game and I love their little definitely-not-Pokémon monsters and I’ll probably rant about who’s on my team one day

I ship Link and Midna 100% but like, only the TP incarnation of Link. Skyward Sword and Breath of the Wild and Spirit Tracks Link can be with Zelda. Wind Waker and Phantom Hourglass Link can be with Tetra (specifically Tetra).

Speaking of Tetra, why the flip flap SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN’T PLAYED WIND WAKER BUT LIKE, IT’S REALLY OLD AND HAS A REMAKE SO I GUESS THAT’S MOSTLY YOUR FAULT BEWAAAAAAAAAARE. ALSO THE BEGINNING OF BREATH OF THE WILD I GUESS? THOUGH IT’S NOT REALLY A BIG IMPORTANT SPOILER.

does she get pale when she turns into Zelda? Like, bam you’re royalty also kiss your tan goodbye. Same thing happens to the mysterious old man when he becomes the king. Do bluebloods just not get tan or something like, the flip?

#fandom #fandoms #personal #asks

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queercapwriting · 7 years

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at some point adrian storms into maggie's apartment and just starts ranting about how people always call it lgbt and half the time there's never any mention of the t (oh hi alex how are you didn't see you there) and gender =/= sexuality and if peoPLE MEAN LGB THEN GODDAMMIT JUST SAY LGB i'm sorry this is happening all through my uni atm and i'm about to blow a gasket and i like to think adrian would too (this isn't a prompt just a rant but y'know you always make me feel heard hope that's okay)

(I’m gonna treat it like a prompt because it deserves to be a prompt kthxbai)

The door slams open and Maggie doesn’t even jump – this hashappened before – but Alex grabs her gun.

Maggie takes her hands into her own. “Whoa whoa whoa, hey,it’s okay, it’s okay.”

Alex’s eyes fix on the door and relax as Adrian stepsthrough, but before either of them can say anything, he does.

“You know what I can’t deal with? They all walk aroundsaying LGBT this and LGBT that, and they don’t give any shits that they’releaving out our ace and nonbinary siblings and they give no shits, which should be their first clue that they’re doing something wrong, butyou know what they do, they say the T, they say it, they do, ain’t nobody’strying to talk about LGB, but you know what they all – oh, hey Alex, I didn’tsee you there, why do you have your gun out? How you doing, I heard Cadmus gaveyou a rough time, you should let me know if you need anything, okay? – becauseof no, we’re so inclusive, like oh my gawd we’re just so inclusive andwelcoming here, like, we’re a rainbow right, so like, I don’t understand why wedon’t have more trans people or people of color here, like, we’re just soaccepting, but you know what they should say instead of all that bullshit? Theyshould just say LBG, goddammit, they should just say what they mean ifthey’re gonna keep leaving us out and not giving a shit about any of our issuesor any of our fucking lives, and I just – ”

Maggie had chuckled as he did his best rich white kidimitation, but stood with her arms crossed over her chest when his voice gothigher, when he said he wished people would just say what they meant, because sheknows Adrian, knows him, and knows he’s about to break.

So she’s right there when he does, when his voice crackscompletely and his face scrunches up and he falls forward into her body as sheuncrosses her arms, nods softly, whispers softly, and holds his head to hershoulder, to the side of her face.

“Okay, okay. I know, sweetie, I know. Cry it out, Ade, it’sokay. I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”

Alex’s eyes well with tears as Adrian’s chest startswracking with sobs, as he clings to the back of Maggie’s shirt and lets hersupport his weight, and she quietly slips into the kitchen, heating up almondmilk on the stove to make him hot cocoa with.

She hears only snippets of the rest of their conversation asMaggie guides him softly to the couch.

“Shit about we can’t spread ourselves too thin – ”

“Ugh, Ade, I’m so sorry, that’s such bullshit – ”

“I just don’t – ”

“I can go rough the assholes up – ”

“Or we could sic your girlfriend on them – ”

“That we could – ”

“I just… how can we just not matter to them, I – ”

“I know, honey, I know. Come here, come here.”

Eventually, Adrian’s sniffling evens out and his cracked,ragged voice raises to carry across the apartment.

“Looks like someone’s got you all domesticated, Alex,” heteases her, and she turns with a soft grin.

“Not so domesticated I can’t take out anyone you need me to,Adrian.”

He stands and he strides over shakily, wiping his eyes withthe backs of his hands, and pulls Alex in for a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“I’m so glad I have you guys,” he whispers into her ear, andAlex meets Maggie’s red-rimmed eyes and soft, I’m-so-in-love-with-you smile overhis shoulder.

“Always, Ade. Always.”

#sanvers #sanvers minific #give adrian his own show #domestic sanvers #supergirl fic

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