#LOVE that characterisation 🤗

[aintgonnatakethis]

I am losing my goddamn mind! How is this so good?! Holy fucking shit dude Mathematique has got it going on!

@judgeverse 👀

[novaursa]

i would love some more on Brandon stark (the wild wolf) ♥️ i love ur characterisation of him and really think you’ve nailed his northern charm and stoicism, and your also like one of the only fanfic writers that writes for him which I’m vv grateful for 🤗

maybe a fic with a targ!reader? a reader that gives off helaena vibes, like she’s very soft-spoken and timid but still has her own version of strength. idk how the northerners would react to someone like that, due to their slight hostility(?) so maybe they hold a slight bit of animosity for her (brandon sets them straight tho 🙏🏻) + i doubt that aerys would be so willing to send his daughter so far away but maybe someone managed to convince him lol

brandon seems like the kind of person to be a stoic and true-blue type, yet absolutely smitten for his southern targaryen wife ♥️♥️

Burning Snow

- Summary: A story where the wolf dares to ask the dragon king for his daughter’s hand.

- Pairing: targ!reader/Brandon Stark (The Wild Wolf)

-Rating: Mature 16+

- Tag(s): @sachaa-ff @oxymakestheworldgoround @idenyimimdenial

- A/N: I hope you like it, dear anon. ❤️

The gods had stitched silver into your hair, finer than moonlight, and woven starlight into your eyes. That was what Brandon Stark told you the first time he approached, brushing past lords and knights as if none of them bore swords or names. You had been standing at the edge of the lake at Harrenhal, your pale hands folded at your waist and your face lifted slightly to feel the warmth of the sun through the drifting mist. Rhaegar was nowhere near you that day, a rare moment of solitude granted by his distraction with harp strings and cryptic lyrics. Viserys clung to Queen Rhaella’s skirts far behind you, and your father's attention—when it ever drifted your way—was kept on the banners flapping around the tilt yard. You were left to your thoughts, half lost in the eerie quiet of your dreams, until Brandon Stark’s shadow fell over you and changed the course of your world.

"You look like a ghost who never left this place," he said, bold and utterly shameless, voice low and warm like a hearth fire in the middle of the northern snow. "But I know you’re real, because I’ve never dreamed of anything so beautiful."

You blinked, startled, heart fluttering like a caged bird, but did not retreat. Others had spoken to you with flattery before—lords and boys and their simpering smiles—but never like this. Brandon’s voice didn’t tremble or seek approval. It was firm, full of raw admiration and curiosity, not praise for a dragon princess but fascination for you.

You lowered your gaze demurely. “You shouldn’t say such things, my lord.”

“Why not?” he asked, folding his arms across a broad chest encased in soft black leather, trimmed with grey fur despite the southern warmth. His grey eyes danced with mischief, though there was something reverent in the way he looked at you—as if you were something he’d never seen in all the cold forests of the North. “Is it a lie?”

Your lips parted, breath catching in your throat. You wanted to vanish beneath your silver skirts, but instead you gave a slight shake of your head. “No,” you whispered. “It is not.”

That had been the beginning. The next few days passed in a blur of silk and smoke and dream-tinged glances. Brandon was everywhere. You felt his presence before you saw him, like the heavy scent of pine after a summer rain, unmistakably northern, wild and earthy. He was not like Rhaegar or any southern prince. He did not speak in riddles or compliments laced with formality. He said what he meant and meant it completely.

He would watch you from the stands with his chin in his hand, ignoring the match before him. He brought you a single white blossom he had found near the godswood and tucked it behind your ear before anyone could stop him. Once, he took your hand while you were seated under a great carved pavilion and traced the lines of your palm with a calloused thumb, murmuring, “Even your hands look like they belong to old magic.”

“Brandon,” you said, unsure, looking around at all the eyes—Lord Rickard, Lord Umber, Lord Cerwyn, and the scowling face of his younger brother, Eddard, who had glanced away with discomfort.

“I know what they think,” Brandon replied, lifting your hand to his lips. “I don’t care.”

It was not long before their displeasure reached his father’s ears. Lord Rickard summoned him near the encampment on the fourth evening of the tourney, when the fires were being stoked and servants poured mead by the barrel. Brandon stood tall, arms crossed, face impassive while his father spoke.

“She is the daughter of the Mad King,” Lord Rickard hissed under his breath, careful not to raise his voice above the crackling of the fire. “Do you know what that means? Her blood is fire and madness. You’d drag the North into chaos.”

“I know who she is,” Brandon replied, steady as ice. “I’ve known from the moment I saw her.”

“A wolf cannot marry a dragon,” Lord Umber cut in gruffly. “And not that dragon. There’s nothing good to come from bedding a Targaryen, lad. You’re not thinking with your head.”

Brandon turned slowly toward them all, his gaze hardening. “I am thinking with my head. I know she’s quiet, and strange to you southern fools, but that girl sees the world in ways none of us can. She dreams things, and they come true. She feels pain like it’s hers even when it belongs to others. And she is braver than half the knights who strut around this place.”

Eddard shifted awkwardly beside their father, glancing away again as Brandon’s voice rose. “You see her as fragile, but I’ve watched her walk through crowds with her eyes on the sky, unafraid of your scorn. That takes strength you’ll never understand. And if you think I’ll let your fear decide who I marry, you’ve mistaken your son.”

Rickard Stark’s face flushed, but his voice stayed cold. “And what do you intend, then?”

Brandon looked over the fire, past the sea of tents and fluttering banners, to the tall tower where the Targaryen royal family stayed.

“I intend,” he said slowly, “to ask the king for her hand.”

The silence that followed was sharp as a blade, cut only by the crackle of burning logs. Somewhere in the distance, a bard sang of gallant knights and stolen hearts, but none of the lords standing by the fire heard it.

Brandon turned and walked away without waiting for their answer.

The hall was soaked in red light, the tall windows casting bloody shadows on the polished floor as the sun dipped low behind the spires of Harrenhal. The black castle, even dressed in banners and gold, still carried a gloom it could never shake, and under that vaulted ceiling with its faint echoes and the smell of old stone and dragonfire, Brandon Stark felt the weight of a dozen watching eyes. Courtiers, lords, and the silent, slinking presence of the eunuch spider gathered near the edges of the throne dais. At its center, King Aerys II Targaryen sat stiff upon the raised seat, his fingers clutched so tightly around the armrest that the knuckles were pale, though his nails remained a sickly yellow. His beard, no longer pristine, curled down his chest in silver strands. His mouth twitched as if he were trying not to bare his teeth.

You stood a little behind your father, beside Queen Rhaella. Your hands were clasped before you, knuckles white. You had not spoken since the summons had been issued—since Rhaegar had turned toward you in the gardens with unreadable eyes and told you softly, “He means to ask for you.” Not for alliance. Not for gain. Not for crowns or peace. But for you.

Brandon knelt on one knee, his head bowed respectfully, though not meekly. His sword hung at his hip, but it was peace-tied. His dark hair was combed back, his leathers cleaned and brushed, but there was still something untamable about him—something the court could not scrub away, no matter how handsomely he dressed.

“My king,” he began, voice steady and deep, echoing off the stone, “I come to you not as a northern lord’s son, nor as a challenger in your lists. I kneel as a man who has come to admire and care deeply for your daughter, Princess—”

“You presume much, Stark,” Aerys interrupted, voice sharp and high, crackling like a log tossed too suddenly into flame. “You presume far too much, if you think I’d hand over my daughter to some cold-blooded wolf who reeks of snow and treason.”

The air in the room shifted—tensed, biting. Brandon did not rise.

“With all respect, Your Grace,” he said evenly, “I would never dishonor your daughter. I ask for her hand because I love her. And I swear, on my name and on the gods, I would protect her with everything I am.”

You felt a tremor ripple through you—not fear, not quite. It was too raw, too electric. You had dreamed of dragons made of snow before, of a wolf walking through fire without burning. You had dreamed of a heart that beat beside yours, even in your sleep. You had seen Brandon’s face before you ever knew his name. But none of those visions prepared you for the sound of him, the certainty in him, speaking of love like it was a vow he’d already bled for.

Aerys rose slowly from his seat, the velvet of his robes dragging like a serpent across the stone. “Love,” he hissed, pacing a few steps. “What do you know of love? Do wolves fall in love, Stark? Or do they only take what they want and leave the bones behind? Is that what you’ll do to her? She is not for you. None of you deserve her.”

Brandon’s jaw tightened. “Then who does?”

That stopped the king. His eyes gleamed with a sudden, unnatural brightness. He turned his head slowly. “What did you say?”

You inhaled sharply, but your voice did not come. It never did when you wanted it most. Queen Rhaella’s hand brushed your sleeve, but she said nothing.

“I asked,” Brandon said again, rising slowly to his feet, “who, if not me, is worthy of her, in your eyes? Or will she be locked in a tower until her hair turns white?”

Aerys’s breath caught. His gaze flew to you—focused, suspicious, glinting with something cruel. “Is this your doing?” he snarled, pointing a shaking finger. “Did you whisper in his ear? Seduce him with your moon eyes and dragon blood?”

You shrank back, lips trembling. “No, Father.”

He paced in quick, twitching steps. “You’ll breed bastards with this wolf, that’s what you want. Pollute our blood with northern filth. You think I don’t see it?”

“Aerys,” Queen Rhaella said quietly, but it was not enough.

And then Varys moved.

He had not spoken, had not stirred, but now the eunuch glided forward, robes soft against the stone, his hands folded delicately in front of him like a priest at prayer. He bowed just low enough to be polite, his painted eyes betraying nothing.

“Your Grace,” he said, silken, mild. “Might I offer counsel?”

Aerys’s lips peeled back. “The whispering spider dares to speak.”

Varys continued, unshaken. “Only if it pleases Your Grace. There is advantage to this, you see. Much advantage.”

“What advantage?” the king snapped, pacing again.

Varys stepped closer to the dais, voice barely above a hush. “You gain the North’s goodwill. You tie one of the realm’s most dangerous houses to the crown in a bond of loyalty, sealed by affection rather than duty. And above all—” he lowered his gaze briefly, “—you remove your daughter from the line of those who might oppose Prince Rhaegar’s eventual rule. Surely it’s better that she marry a wolf, and not become a dragon that flies too high.”

The king’s breathing slowed. He paused at the edge of the dais, staring down at Brandon with narrowed eyes. The words sank into him, feeding the paranoid roots twisting in his mind. Yes, you could almost hear him think. Yes, better to have her far away. Safer. Out of reach of crowns and court. Let the girl freeze in the snow with her wolf, so long as she does not burn me.

You knew the shift when it happened. His shoulders dropped. His mouth curled into something that might have once been a smile, though it was twisted now, and wrong.

“Very well,” he said, waving a lazy hand. “Take her. Freeze together in your barren woods. But you’ll wait. She’s young yet. You’ll be betrothed first, until I say otherwise.”

Brandon stepped back, and for the first time, he turned his eyes to you. There was fire in them, and something deeper—something unshakable. You felt your pulse skip.

He bowed once, deeply. “Thank you, Your Grace.”

Aerys turned away already, muttering to himself, robe trailing like smoke behind him. But Varys remained, and as he passed you, he bowed his head the smallest degree. “Be careful, princess,” he murmured, low enough only for your ears. “Even the snow burns, if you hold it too long.”

You stood in silence, still trembling, still breathless, as Brandon walked out of the hall and your fate with him.

But for the first time in your life, the tremble in your hands was not from fear.

[literatureloverx]

Just a quick question, do you really think Fyodor likes the idea of having children? I mean, I've always thought he doesn't really like children in general,,, But I want to know what you think about that mainly because I've seen many people paint him as that kind of father who forgets even his children's names (that or abandons them) I know it's out of character for him (as far as I know??) but I find it a bit hilarious… and sad at the same time (maybe because that reminds me of my father) anyway, that's all I hope I'm not bothering you bye! 🤗💝💕

Love, you are not bothering me at all. And I’m very sorry for answering this so late—time management issues on my part. Though, I should probably stop apologising so often; I feel like it might throw people off, haha.♥️

Dad!Fyodor, an analysis (kind of)

I actually find this question quite interesting because Fyodor is often mischaracterised when it comes to topics like family and children.

To answer your question—no, I don’t think Fyodor dislikes children in general, nor do I see him as the type to abandon his own or forget their names.

That interpretation is, in my opinion, entirely out of character for him. The idea of him being an apathetic or negligent father is more of a joke or an exaggeration rather than something rooted in his actual characterisation.

If anything, Fyodor is far too controlled and intentional in his actions to have children by accident, and if he did choose to have them, he wouldn’t simply ignore or discard them.

It’s important to remember that Fyodor is not a man who does things without purpose. He is methodical, calculating, and always several steps ahead. If he were to become a father, it wouldn’t be by mistake or as something he passively accepts—it would be a conscious decision, meaning he would be fully aware of the responsibilities that come with it. And given how much he values intelligence, discipline, and devotion, I don’t see him taking a careless approach to raising a child.

However, that doesn’t mean his approach to fatherhood would be conventional. Fyodor does not love in the way most people do. His love is not warm, nor is it entirely unconditional—it is something that exists within his own framework of control, value and purpose.

He is not a man to indulge in sentimentality. Even if he were to have a child, it wouldn’t be because of an emotional longing for family life but because he saw a reason for it.

He wouldn’t be a father in the traditional sense—he wouldn’t coddle, nor would he offer affection in the way most people expect from a parent—unless his darling comes into play, the one who gently coaxes him into becoming more of a traditionally “good” father to their child.

Even then, that does not mean he would be absent. If anything, he would be deeply involved in his child’s life, though not necessarily in a way that others might consider healthy. His manipulativeness would be ever-present, not out of malice, but because control is intrinsic to who he is. His child would not be left to navigate the world freely; he would guide them, shape them, ensuring they align with his ideals (because he is always right, obviously). His influence would be inescapable, woven into every aspect of their development.

That being said, Fyodor does not waste his time on what he does not value. If his child is his, then they are bound to him in a way that ensures they are never forgotten or overlooked. He would watch them closely, ensuring they do not stray, subtly (or not so subtly) moulding their thoughts, their perspectives, their very sense of self. He would demand excellence, not just in intellect but in loyalty. Love, to him, is likely all-encompassing, possessive, a quiet but undeniable force.

So no, I do not see Fyodor as a father who would neglect or abandon his child. That is far too passive for him. His love is not about distance or disinterest. It is about control, influence, and an ever-present claim. A child of his would never be forgotten.

[my-name-is-apollo]

Hi~ so I was looking through your blog and saw one of the asks saying that lots of Artemis fans dislike Apollo and I was so surprised! Why and How? Aren't they twins? And are very close as far as I know. How can you love one and despise the other? I'm genuinely puzzled. Anyway love you as always I hope you have nice weather there😃☀

I have seen quite a few of them unfortunately!! First time I saw that happen was when I was active in the PJO fandom, the fans characterize Artemis as this smart older sister who's always done with her dumb younger brother, but the books themselves characterise the twins that way so I didn't think that it was the fault of the readers.

But when I started getting more into Greek mythology, I was actually so surprised to see many die hard Artemis lovers hate on Apollo. Some of them even hated Apollo for certain things but loved Artemis even though she also did the same thing (killing Niobe's children for example). I feel like their attitude was that because she's a goddess she can do no wrong. Or at least, whatever she does is less awful because she's a goddess and if Apollo does the exact same thing he's more awful because he's a god 😂 I think a lot of those fans perceived her as a feminist because she is traditionally the protector of women, and Apollo has some stories of harassing and assaulting women. But whenever I come across such people I wonder if they actually read any of Artemis' myths at all? Because she never bothered about any of her brother's actions and even killed a woman for cheating on him. They're thick as thieves, ride or die for each other ✊

Anyway, I hope you have a nice day too 🤗💚

[marauderseraconfessions]

it pisses me tf off when people who've never read the series, or watched any of the movies for that matter, try and treat canon with the same attitude they treat fanon. like a post will be talking about remus' actual personality and how his fanon characterisation destroys everything about him, goes against all he tried to be all his life, made it so that half-baked aids metaphor fans cling onto for dear life has turned super fucking problematic instead of just half-baked and careless after-thought esque rep like all of jkrs other rep...valid points. and a 12 yo who read only atyd and views remus as a greyback clone will say "he can be both 🤗"

yeah sure!! but he isn't tho. because his entire character is him being NOT that. so he CAN'T. in an au, it's interesting to explore, sure.

but rn?? factually? canonically? he isn't and there's no changing that but they'll never get that, because in fanon he's no one way, and they don't understand the difference.

u get me? he can't be because he's NOT. it's that simple.

"umm actually he's both a sweet book worm and an angry dominant beastly 6 foot thirty jock he's so cute and multifaceted"- ARE U HEARING YOURSELF???

not my remus. canon remus you will always be famous and i love your cowardly, anxious, self-loathing, average height, KIND, pushover self keep it up sis 🤎

tbh ive never heard of this discourse at all but i do think he's nerdy and not a weird alpha male so yeah !

[f-imaginings]

Hi hi! Wow I was seeing your posts about the end of KMKY and the future Spin-Off and it makes me very happy, I really admire you for the wisdom of giving a "bad" ending to our KMKY!Billford. (Even though I created an entire AU just out of frustration that in KMKY they didn't have the special adventures together (cough cough)

Anyway! kMKY changed my brain chemistry and my view of them just like you wanted, and damn, I accepted the idea that: they are soulmates, they love each other more than anything, but they are not meant to be together It's their own fault.

Now the question! If this is at least one, about the Spin-offs, I didn't quite understand, will they be additions or "What if's"?

Anyway! Thank you for the chapter today, it was just the day I needed to take out my frustration on something because I had BROKEN MY GLASSES IN HALF, a tragedy.

Hi lovely! 🤗

The spin offs are at this point exploring what ifs, because the timeline of knowing me knowing you has a set direction.

The idea behind the spin off is for example "I know that Bill disappeared after Ford lashed out at him at the bibliosphere, but what would happen if rather than just burning up up and away, he grabbed Stanford and brought him back to the nightmare realm?" And then that storyline would play out.

Or "what would happen if rather than just leaving the Institute of Oddology Stanford stayed for longer and realised Alternate Bill was being used as a battery?" Or "what if after Lottocron 9 Stanford was willing to spend more time with Pyronica, would he go back with her to learn more about Bill at that point?" Or "what if Stanford managed to get through to Bill in his mindscape when the Pirahn Pirates attacked the Scrap Vandals, would Bill rescue him then and what would happen after?"

I want to pick points in the storyline where they don't suddenly depart from their existing characterisation, but instead the circumstances change very slightly to allow new events to play out.

I figure given the number of alternate dimensions out there in the multiverse, exploring things outside the doomed timeline of the fic might be fun, and will give ppl more kmky goodness without changing the directory of the story excessively.

I also really like the idea of, after all the high conflict dramatic what ifs play out, the last what if chapter is softer and back when things were good between them, and it's the what if of what if they could admit their feelings for each other sooner. That would be a what if I think would both break and heal the readers in fun ways.

Something to look forward to!

[whattraintracks]

Hi it's me again 🤗

I noticed that you're the only (afaik) blog posting about HPI and its US remake High Potential, so I was very curious to hear your thoughts on comparing both versions? Have you noticed impactful differences (could be either plot, characterization, dynamics...) or is the second one a copycat of the first? Is there one more enjoyable to watch than the other? Also is the US version good? I'm considering watching it, mostly because I miss HPI's early seasons' spirit SO BAD, but also to me Daniel Sunjata = Paul Briggs, which would make an, um... interesting Karadec young!era but wait that's not the point! 😂

Anyway, thoughts? 👀👀

Hello!!

Not me aggressively hunting down HPI and High Potential posts to feed my new obsession 🤣

Yessssss, I would love to share my thoughts on this, let's go!

Let me first say, I only recently watched both of these shows. I first saw the pilot and second episode of High Potential, then I binged S1-3 of HPI, and I've now rewatched High Potential and am keeping up with the new episodes.

Obviously, the setting is one of the most significant differences, but as far as I understand, Major Crimes is a fair equivalent to the DIPJ. It's nice to watch a US crime procedural not set in New York lol. I'll be interested to see how High Potential plays with the geographical aspects of some of the HPI cases.

The pilots are almost exact copies, with one significant difference. The second episode is an entirely different case! Then, the third episode is a remake of HPI 1.02. It sounds like High Potential S1 will have somewhere around 13 episodes, so I'm hopeful it'll continue this back-and-forth of new and copied cases.

I'm thrilled that they've already used this extra episode to expand the plot and characters, and I hope that continues. Minor points that were glossed over in HPI, like Morgane getting her car back, are given a little more time, and we're getting to see more of the footwork done to investigate Roman's disappearance. High Potential is also taking more time to explore Morgan's dynamic with her family, and I love the little ways Roman's absence haunts her.

HPI does a decent job of not presenting the rest of the team as stupid to emphasise Morgane's intelligence, and High Potential is leaning into that. There are some great scenes of Daphne, Oz (Gilles), and Karadec picking up on tiny details, especially ones Morgan misses! Morgan is undoubtedly an asset to the team, but these are seasoned career detectives who're never more than a couple of steps behind her.

I do have a few complaints about the characterisations. First, the show seems to have already lost track of Karadec's cleanliness/hand sanitiser compulsion. Second, Olson's Morgan is not quite as silly goofy as Fleurot's Morgane. I miss my over-the-top ridiculous, no-respect-for-social-conventions lady. Third, Sunjata's portrayal of Karadec comes across as much bolder and—idk how to say it—larger than Nebbou's. He takes up more space, and I miss my dorky, unassuming guy. These are pretty nitpicky, though. Naturally, all of the US actors play their characters a little differently than the original actors. I don't hate it, but I'm still deciding which interpretations I do or don't love. Even so, I'm very much enjoying Morgan's dynamic with Karadec and the other detectives/cops.

I miss the spirit of the early seasons, too 😭 So far, I think it's balancing copycat and reinvention/expansion very well. I'm excited for the rest of it!

At the end of the day, this is a genre I love, and I enjoy watching adaptations simply for the fun of comparing and contrasting them with the original media. But even before I watched HPI, I got drawn into High Potential, so I do recommend checking it out.

Thanks for sticking around for this whole thing! Of course, all of this is based on my reading of HPI and High Potential. If you get around to watching the remake, I'd love to hear your thoughts!

[lifeafterartsch00l]

✨sns fic recs✨

I’ll try and tag the authors, or link them to this 😊🤗 please tag authors if you know who they are on tumblr!

Scaredy-cat by loveumo

A Spotless Mind by Gospa

Two is a Crowd by KinomiAkai

what you won't do for love by squimbleandwheem

a loosened tongue by mnee

a wanderer's soul by Anonymous

⬇️Please read below for deets/reviews ⬇️

Scaredy-cat by loveumo

“Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:Naruto

Rating: Mature

Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke & Uzumaki Naruto, Haruno Sakura & Uzumaki Naruto

Characters: Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke, Haruno Sakura, Hatake Kakashi

Additional Tags: Post-War, Fluff and Angst, Mutual Pining, Flirting, Uzumaki Naruto is Bad at Feelings, like bro just chill

Summary: Sasuke was kind, and Naruto had probably witnessed it more than anyone over the years. But this—this was new. Not bad, Naruto acknowledged, his heart threatening to burst out of his chest at any moment, but definitely new.

Or, Sasuke temporarily comes back and Naruto isn't sure how to act around him. He just wants him to stay.”

Naruto figuring stuff out ❤️, cute flirting, a lil 🔥 & Sasuke making some very great, logical points that I’ve never realised! 😊

A Spotless Mind by Gospa

“Chapters: 7/?

Fandom: Naruto

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Nara Shikamaru/Temari, Hyuuga Hinata/Inuzuka Kiba

Additional Tags: Coming of Age, Coming Out, Violence, Horny Teenagers, Implied Childhood Sexual Abuse, Consensual Underage Sex, Underage Drinking, Smut, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Sexual Content

Summary: Naruto and Sasuke grew up together in an orphanage, inseparable as kids. But years have passed since they last saw each other, and now as teenagers, their unexpected reunion stirs up long-buried emotions. As they navigate their complicated past and uncertain future, they must confront the confusing questions of identity, desire, and what they truly mean to each other. What happens when childhood bonds evolve into something deeper? What do they want—and more importantly, who are they to each other now?”

Pleasantly hard to predict what’s going to happen in this one 😊 excited for more chapters! Also really enjoying this for Shikamaru’s characterisation & development & relationship with Temari.

Two is a Crowd by KinomiAkai

“Chapters: 25/?

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto

Characters: Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Uchiha Sasuke Has Issues, hot damn what a tag that is, Uchiha Sasuke Needs a Hug, Uchiha Sasuke-centric, Uzumaki Naruto Needs a Hug, Eventual Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Comfort/Angst, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, POV Third Person Limited, POV Uchiha Sasuke, Idiots in Love, Hokage Uzumaki Naruto, Friendship/Love, Post-War, Post-VOTE2, no kids or new gen marriages, Work In Progress, Panic Attacks, Mild Blood, Childhood Trauma, Alcohol, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining

Summary: Sasuke has spent three years trying to figure out how to live on his own. Maybe it’s time to try something different.

WIP, SNS, Canonverse. Rated E!

Back now! Thank you for waiting!”

Kween Kinomi is BACK, baby! This slow burn fic is so dreamy 💙 This author has created for us an absolute treasure trove of wonderful sns fics

what you won't do for love by squimbleandwheem

“Chapters: 1/1

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto

Characters: Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke

Additional Tags: Infidelity, Anal Sex, Top Uzumaki Naruto, Bottom Uchiha Sasuke, hokage office being put to good use, theyre in their forties in this one

Summary: Sasuke always takes it. No matter how rough, Sasuke takes it with his sharingan whirring and whirring, recording all movement”

What can I say, glorious sns smutty smut 🔥🔥🔥 I find smut super hard to write so props to them! Great dirty talk and dynamics between them

a wanderer's soul by Anonymous

“Chapters: 1/4

Rating: Mature

Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto

Characters: Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto

Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Childhood Friends, Healing, Past Relationship(s), First Kiss, Making Out, this is basically a character study, timeline is not strictly maintained, mentions of naruto canon in vague terms, sasuke and naruto meet up in between long missions and discover they have a lot to heal, mending past conflicts, Hurt/Comfort, Hokage Uzumaki Naruto, Anbu Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Sasuke-centric, Naruto's pov, post vote2

Summary: Sasuke's face was bathed in the last lights of the day, long strands of inky hair ruffled by the perpetually windy tops of the eastern hills at the Fire country border. He was staring at the horizon with a serene, peaceful gaze— the crescent moon overhead reflected in his obsidian eyes— he looked like he was drawn by an artist— the lines of him stark and dreamy and beautiful against the glassy, pale evening sky.

And right at the moment, Naruto’s heart had twisted with a longing so violent it had made his head spin.

He’d been afraid of the answer he knew was staring him right in the face. Because he realized he did know love— perhaps he’d known it all his life.

He just didn’t realize it would stare at him with the face of his best friend, his rival, his one and only— his soulmate”

Bittersweet & lovely, I’m looking forward to where this fic leads me 😊❤️

a loosened tongue by mnee

“Chapters: 2/2

Rating: Teen And Up

Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto

Characters: Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Chapter 699 (Naruto), Poison, Delirium, Love Confessions, Fluff and Humor, Kissing, Complete

Summary: “I poisoned myself, dumbass.” Sasuke barely suppresses another wave of laughter at the ridiculousness of that statement. “Not on purpose,” he adds when Naruto’s bottom lip quivers. “Idiot. I just ate the wrong berries. Light red good, marginally darker red bad. Who knew?”

Sasuke accidentally takes truth-telling berries 😈 very fun & cute 🥰

[blainesebastian]

god I binged all your Nick Leister works today... I have to tell you your writing is SO exquisite. I love the way each fic is littered with a bunch of different moments but they all tie together. I love how you bookend each fic. I love how you've characterised this sweet loving bold rough absolutely GONE boy and this deep warm horror-loving kindhearted reader. your smut writing is sooo delicious but so heartfelt. your plots are so tight and quick but fleshed out. I could go on forever...

🤧😭🥰 omg wow thank you so much! i really appreciate that you took the time to not only read my fics but to leave such a detailed comment for me as well, it means a lot. I work really hard on everything that I post, so for people to recognize those nuances in my work just 🤗🤗

[loquarocoeur]

oh my god I was reading your latest ask and saw you put Cry For Me in your fics you like… I wrote it 😭😭😭 I just wanted to say I’ve read all of your fics and the Yours verse - the dynamic you’ve written there and the characterisation and everything is the *exact* type of story I am always craving and you write it so beautifully. I read the first part completely enraptured and immediately consumed everything else. You write d/s so, so well. I could’ve commented this on ao3 but well I am a coward but I’m here now so hey! Anyway I’m so honoured that you liked my story because your writing is god tier. I seriously reopened the first part of the Yours verse as a new tab and have been waiting until it’s been long enough to reread it - a couple weeks is long enough right?! Anyway I’m subscribed to you and look forward to reading more of your works <3 x sorry for being unhinged I just wasn’t expecting to see my own fic on your list! 🤗🤗

Oh my god HI I LOVE YOU that fic lives rent free in my head istg I'm unhinged right back at you like when I say GAGGED

Also it's never too soon to reread something (I also took out SO many typos and editing errors I'm actually embarrassed so it should be cleaner now)

But no so real I'm always too scared to comment on ao3 which is so wrong of me I know because I love comments

I reread that fic at least once a week though just so you know I'm also completely unhinged

[devdevlin]

I love Peremo!!! Thank you for sharing your story with us. The ending still keeps me lying in bed awake at night, in the best way.

If still you're answering questions ... What pushed Tom to kiss Hermione the first, maybe only, time? What did he think when he saw her Mudblood scar? Does he ever try to kiss her again after the epilogue, or is that too intimate for him?

Thank you once more. You are amazing!!

Ah thank you so much for the kind words, and thank you for dropping in! 🖤

Ok, so a major contributor to Peremo Tom’s characterisation that I tried to bring into the story was his underlying jealousy of the purebloods he surrounds himself with. In the case of Avery, Tom intervened and ruined Avery’s chance with Hermione, and she was absolutely correct with her accusations of why he would do such a thing: “You just can't handle someone choosing him over you, can you? I bet it eats you up.”

Up until that point, Tom didn’t necessarily want Hermione herself; instead, what he wanted was to be the wanted one. And when Hermione recognised that and called him out on his BS (likely the first person who’d ever been bold enough to do that), we see his mask slip.

Hermione, knowing Tom as Voldemort, instinctively assumes that all he is capable of is violence. But this is a younger, more level-headed Tom who is residing in the castle, surrounded by professors and portraits and students. If he went around torturing and killing everyone who got under his skin, there’d be no one left 😂 AND SO, when she continues to push him and force his mask further off, his ‘outburst’ (?), his way of subduing her, isn’t violent… it’s sexual 🤷‍♀️

That was a long answer sorry, and I don’t know if it makes sense… but it does to me lol.

As for the Mudblood scar, Tom was bothered by her lie just as Hermione assumes (about being half-blood), but he was also immediately intrigued by the dark-magic nature of the scars (hence him trying to recreate them later on).

And, finally, as for more kissing much later on in their story… I imagine it does happen, albeit, harshly, much like the first one 🙂🤗🖤

[trippinsorrows]

Noooo you’re not a dumbass girl pls!! Your writing and characterisation + understanding of people is so so on point and detailed that we can actually create astrology profiles/charts for a fictional family is just so so beautiful and amazing like!!!

You are so sooooo gifted and blessed I’m very happy that you share your work on here because it’s so amazing and you’ve created a community and for me personally Ltye has helped me with things I’ve been through the past year especially when Roman lost Fetu, everything was written so well and I could relate to how Roman felt ❤️

I’ve gone on a tangent but yeah❤️ I think you understand astrology more than you think you do because the birthdays fit the RoSo kids 🤗😌

🥺🥺🥺 you guys are way too freaking nice to me. i didn't even look at it/think of it that way in that it's the detail i try really hard to provide helps a lot and provides the resources for ya'll to do all this 🥺🥺

i deeply appreciate you saying that. like i've said before, i've just always loved to write and create and indulge my weird ideas. so to be able to share them all with you guys, and for ya'll to like them the way you do is so freaking cool to me. the community we've created on here means so much to me. 🥺 it also deeply moves me whenever you guys discuss how certain things in the stories resonate with or help you in anyway seriously. 🥺❤️

i wish i could take some credit there, babe, but when you have as many kids as i gave them, you get a lil limited with birthdays, so all the things falling in line is so cool 😭😭😭

thank you again, friend! seriously! 🥺❤️

[lemotmo]

this is a random question, but if you could cast ryliver in a rom-com drama type movie, how would you characterise them differently from buck and eddie?

Ooooh, that's a tough one Nonny.

I guess if we go by classic rom-com tropes...

I would have Ryan play the more open, optimistic and almost 'innocent' character that has never really been truly in love before until he meets Oliver's character. Then he just jumps all in, expecting love to fix all of his problems. Surprise surprise, it doesn't.

I would have Oliver play the ornery bitchy one who is negative all the time because he has a traumatic love experience in his past, but who ends up loving Ryan's character fiercely.

Oliver has classic natural resting bitch face, so he would be perfect for that part, while Ryan has this big blushy smile that would suit the more easy-going character much better.

And they are both excellent criers, so in the end they could sob and fall into each other's arms professing their undying love for one another. 🤗

[ihaveastorminme]

Hi! This is going to be just a tad bit lengthy, so apologies in advance 😅

I haven’t been really reading fanfics for a few years now but wanted to go back to it because I’ve been missing GoT (despite all the grief it gave us) recently. So I looked at the few choice fanfics I’ve saved in my gallery years ago and saw that I saved yours first. I vividly remember liking yours the most, because of the plot, the court intrigue, the characterisation, the lines, dialogues, and the footnotes (and how far it was from the show lol). So I read it once again and what a delight it has been 😌

Anyway, once I reached the end of what I’ve downloaded, I went to check if you updated it — only to see that the work has been privated (is that even the correct term?). Basically, the whole point of me writing this message is that I wanted to tell you that I’ve been reading on AO3 for yeaaaaars but only now did I create an account and it’s because of your work. I didn’t even know there was like a waiting list system or whatever to create an account there! Haha

ANYWAY, for fear of rambling even longer, I just wanted to say thank you for all of your hard work. I’m shy to send this over at AO3 using my new account that I barely know how to use lol, so please accept my gratitude here instead 🤍

Thanks again and I hope you have a wonderful day 🤗

P.S. i absolutely loved the whole trial arc! I just finished reading chapter 25 and I was stressing the whole time they were interrogating her privately 😭

eeeeeeyyy thank you SO MUCH for this message! it was such a lovely thing to read, and i have read it so many times now T_T. Im so happy you enjoyed the story, its always an amazing [and just very soothing to me personally] thing to hear.

the last chapter was difficult to write because it had been a while since i had written anything. And i had to dive into this interrogation, then the consequences of it; i had a ton of material i wanted to read too, from joan of arc's trial, the history of treason laws and so on. AND i was dreading writing the scenes with Rhaegar and his family tbh. the dynamic of the targs has become more central the more i wrote into this story, and i have developed a weird fascination with them almost.

I'm kinda glad this chapter stressed you out a lil bit XD - I KNOW IT SOUNDS TERIBLE but its because it was meant to. i wanted to create a feeling of claustrophobia, that got more and more intense as the questions got more invasive and then outrageous, and then culminating with Thorne's warning/threat to Sansa, which was a scene i have been planning to write since almost the very inception of this story. like, the moment i started to write sansa's role as a 'speaker' of the northern gods, i knew that the confrontation with Thorne would have to happen at some point [not necessarily with Thorne]. and maybe because i was dreading it a bit, it took me a while to write it, because i've been anticipating it for so long.

i think this might be a reason why the ending is taking me so long too. Because there are many scenes i wrote out [like, the very bare bones of them] from the very beginning of the story. The function a bit like marker scenes and the rest of the story is almost built for them, to earn them. and they're all clustered now at the end. there's a bit of pressure i suppose. im just realizing this as i write and facepalming a bit. saying it - or rather writing it out here - does kinda ease the tension a bit actually.

UGH trust me i know the feeling of wanting to hide into AUs after the disappointment of the shows final season. they lost me early on, at around season 5, so my stories have lived in string-realities of GOT/ASOIAF since then.

I do apologize about the hassle of privating the work - there was this post going around a few months ago about an ai program that was using fic as content-harvesting or something like that. Please forgive the terrible - or inaccurate - explanation, i have no idea how to express it correctly. I understood it to mean that this program was using fanfiction for something or other. and it was suggested in the post to private the fics, to keep this from happening. so i did it, and i dont even know if it works to be honest with you. I hope you didnt have to wait long to have an account - and that you have found loads more fics to save and bookmark to make the hassle worth it, at least - as im sure you have, ao3 is a treasure trove in that way.

Thank you so much for messaging me. Thank you for reading. Please feel free to ramble about anything you want to, either here or on ao3 - I would love to chat, its great. Have the best day and a lovely weekend.

[vagabond-umlaut]

Just wanted to say a huge congrats to you again, dear Kit! 💛💕 You are such a lovely person I am so glad to call my friend! 🌻 Dropping by for your celebration AU! I think we both know by now how much I adore Gojo! (You and I both lol! He truly is the nation's sweetheart!)

He is (surprisingly) exceptionally kind to his s/o! He loves playful bullying but is just a baby when he's on the receiving end. His love language is physical touch and he can be a bit handsy, but just the right amount. He loves kissing his s/o's hands. He knows the cure for his s/o's bad day is a sweet treat— but he always buys one for himself too even though he's having a relatively good day himself. 😆 (I thought I'd say s/o because this is how I see him but I think a lot of us would love to hear about this too lol not just me!)

I hope you're having a lovely day where you are! Thank you so much for being such a sweetheart! Always know that you deserve all of the support! 💛

omggg mari my darlinggg 🥹🥹🥹 tyyy for being so sweet & lovely!!! i adore u sm as one of my dear friends and u r srsly one of the sweetest persons i hv evr known 😌😌 and ur characterisation of gojo is simply SO YUMMY— i think i fell a bit more in love w him, thanks to ur beautiful writing, my love 🥰🥰🤗 @songsofadelaide

AU for mari x satoru: high school AU where you and satoru sit next to each other in nearly every class you share, and you two aren't exactly friends per se... but not just acquaintances... the two of you are somewhere between the two. and everything is nice and well and sweet and stable in your life, amidst the lectures, the homework, time spent with your friends and the dorky boy beside you— when all of a sudden, one lovely morning, you find your locker having a really really expensive gift— something you vaguely remember making an off-handed compliment the week, or maybe the month before, in class— wait a second... haven't you seen this handwriting on the attached note... somewhere before, huh?

share w me facts you love abt your selfship and i'll assign you & your fave(s) an AU (closed now)

[jazzythursday]

Tagged by @aphroditestummyrolls for belated end of the year questions. Thanks for thinking of me! 🥹💖

Tagging @stormkpr @waterloou @sparrowmoth @its-tortle if you feel so inclined

What is your favourite thing you created?

I’m going with Cutting Loses for this one, because it’s the first wesper thing I posted on ao3 and the fic I go back to reread the most. It’s also a really solid example of my favourite way to write Wylan’s inner monologue and characterisation.

Which work are you proudest of?

Everyday, Just a Little or a Little Bit—My baby, my child, my 40k love letter to wesper. And I am so so close to finishing it!

Is there anything you are proud of that you achieved this year?

For writing, I’m really proud that I completed all the wesper week prompts earlier in the year. I loved participating and I feel like it helped a lot in developing my writing.

And something I’m proud of outside of writing—I’ve always had a really hard time meeting people through fandom, but finding mutuals on here through wesper and talking to so many wonderful people on discord is something I’m so proud of getting to experience. (And Mutuals reading this, just know that you make my little corner of the internet so much brighter, and even though I’m not the best at reaching out I’m always happy to chat abt anything 💖)

Did you explore anything new this year? (A new way to be creative, a trope you didn’t write before, or an idea you hadn’t thought of earlier, etc.)

Writing Wylan and Jesper as neurodivergent—and exploring my own nurodivergence through writing—is completely new to me, but it’s something that I’ve really enjoyed and want to continue this year!

Which work gave you the most difficulty?

The 4th chapter of Everyday has been a big challenge, I think just because I had a clearer direction for the first three and I always knew where I was going. Because 4th is after the original arc I planned, it’s been harder to nail down what I want out of it. I kept fighting on myself about which sections were too long and what needed more, and feeling too tired/busy/stressed to make decisions about it before winter break.

What was your biggest creative challenge this year?

Probably not letting perfectionism and low self esteem stop me from writing? Getting myself to actually write, and then edit, and actually post things—feeling like my writing is actually worth beta-ing and caring about as much as I do, etc. I go through periods sometimes of not being able to even look at my drafts without feeling overwhelmed, and so not falling off the wagon completely even through my accidental hiatus the last few months has been a real challenge.

Which work brought you the most joy?

Hmm. As far as fics go I want to say it’s Everyday? Buts it’s also brought me the most stress lol. I think what’s really brought me the most joy is just talking to people about my fics. Getting feedback on ao3 and on all the drabbles I’ve posted on tumblr throughout the year.

Which of your works do you think people should check out?

All of them if they want to! But Everyday, Just a Little or a Little Bit, Cutting Losses, I Need to Leave (Please Stay), and Careless is The Fall are all personal faves of mine.

Do you have creative plans for next year? Is there anything exciting you’re currently working on?

SO MANY (if I can find the time and energy) that I’m really excited to get to! Even once I post the last chapter of Everyday, there’s still so many moments and scenes and ideas from it that I’ve wanted to expand into one shots. To name a few: an expanded scene from the end of ch 2, Jesper’s pov of some of ch 3, and an outsider pov with the bookkeeper from ch 1 (he has a name and his husband has a name and they both have backstories 🤗)

There are also still a lot of wips in my docs that I’ve been neglecting. The wylan whump fic, jealous jesper, multiple post-ck things, jesper character study, and so many more.

Lastly, any words of wisdom or anything else you would like to share?

Write what you want to read, and chances are that it will find other people who will be so happy you wrote it.