#cause ive written little snippets

[alistair-stan]

Sera can feel a connection to her elven heritage... To me...

[nopeferatu]

maybe i should write more of my latest writing and repost it...

[m1ckeyb3rry]

CONGRATS ON 500 FOLLOWERS WOOO!! its been a little over a year since ive found your writting, how time flies T-T Could you possibly write a platonic gojo & reader oneshot where its just snippets of Gojo's first year teaching and the reader is a 1st year student not part of jujutsu society? I'd prefer if the mc had a somewhat introverted personality while being grumpy bc of being forced to attend the school. U can change their behaviour to what u feel more comfortable writing if u want tho!!

── THE SCHOLAR

Synopsis: A short snippet of how Satoru Gojo convinces you to be his first student in full.

Event Masterlist

Pairing: Gojo & Reader

Chapter Word Count: 2.6k

Content Warnings: not many tbh…reader is a d1 hater of gojo and ino ig?? also just a hater in general LMAO she does NOT want to be there

A/N: wow anon i can’t believe it’s been a year since you found my account and that you’ve stuck around for so long, that means a lot to me!! i apologize for how long this took me and how short it is 😫 it was a bit difficult for me to write gojo as a teacher without feeling like i was just rehashing his dynamic w a previous y/n i’ve written 😓 but i hope this is somewhat close to what you wanted?? also idk if you’ve read my fic pomegranate ink or not but i did throw in a reference to it at one point so props to anyone who catches that hehe

Additional: part of my 500 follower event! see the event description and rules to make a request of your own.

You weren’t really sure what cause your classmate had to be as pleased as he was, but for some reason, the boy was bouncing in his seat, scribbling down notes with the fervor of a scholar — though you were quite certain that he was nothing of the sort, at least not when his test scores were taken into consideration. 

“Hey,” you whispered, tossing an eraser at his head when your teacher’s back was turned. “Ino. What’s the big deal? We’re not even learning anything yet, so what are you writing down?”

“Are you kidding me? Gojo just told us an entire story of his past. That’s valuable information!” Ino said. You frowned at him.

“It’s not valuable information, because he’s so prone to embellishment that he’s all but an author at this point. Besides, do you think you, or anyone else for that matter, will ever face seven first grades and come out the winner, without even a scratch?” you said.

“He’s the strongest sorcerer in the world, though, so it’s feasible for him,” Ino said.

“Right,” you said, rolling your eyes. “Maybe for him, but not for anyone else. This is just bragging under the guise of an educational opportunity. We’re never going to be powerful enough to replicate such a feat, so what’s the use in wasting our time talking about it?”

“You’re such a spoil-sport,” Ino huffed. “We’re the first students to ever get to learn from Satoru Gojo, and somehow, you’re complaining about it? That’s ridiculous no matter what way you put it!”

“Is everything okay?” 

Both you and Ino jumped as Satoru Gojo appeared in front of your desks, peering down at you over the lenses of his dark glasses. He didn’t seem annoyed that you were talking while he was ‘teaching’; in fact, he looked excited, as if he wanted to join in the conversation as well. You could imagine him pulling up a chair and resting his chin in his hands as he gossiped with you, and it made you scoff.

“Everything’s fine. We were just wondering when you were actually going to start the lesson,” you said.

“She was wondering that!” Ino rushed to clarify. You shot him a dirty look out of the corner of your eye, which he ignored — you supposed loyalty didn’t mean much to him, as you two weren’t really friends and therefore couldn’t inspire much loyalty in one another regardless. “I was telling her how fascinated I am by the story you were telling!”

“Suck-up,” you hissed.

“Stupid,” he hissed back. Gojo clapped his hands, returning to the front of the classroom with a distinctly unacademic swagger to his step that made you internally fume.

“No worries, we’re just getting to that part! Today, we’ll go over some basic curse theory,” he said, drawing simplistic shapes on the chalkboard to accompany his explanations. As usual, Ino was absorbed by the standard bullshit Gojo spouted, but you found it to be so boring that you actually began to nod off, catching up on the sleep you had missed last night due to a mission which had run later than expected.

Unlike Ino, who had been automatically enrolled in the school because of his family lineage, you had been scouted as a fresh talent by Satoru Gojo himself. It had been a long conversation, and he had only managed to convince you in the end by telling you all about Kaito Hinode, the well-regarded first year teacher who you would study under. Hinode was a sorcerer you believed you wouldn’t have trouble respecting, and so you begrudgingly agreed to attend the school and give the whole notion of ‘jujutsu sorcery’ a shot.

Then Hinode retired, mere weeks before you were set to begin at the school, and his replacement was revealed to be none other than that irreverent, inept, and decidedly unserious man who you had secretly hoped you would not see much more of: Satoru Gojo.

You didn’t even want to be a sorcerer in active duty, but the theoretical side of it interested you to an almost unhealthy extent. You spent days upon days studying the workings of curses and cursed energy, to the point that you could be considered almost an expert. That was the only thing cheering you about coming to the school, that you’d get to discuss with individuals on your level, and so it had been such a heartbreaking disappointment when Gojo, who cared little about the causes and more about the results, was the only proper sorcerer you came into frequent contact with.

The other teachers didn’t have time to entertain your pestering, far too busy with their own students, which meant that Gojo was really your only option. And of course you had tried — really, you had. You had presented him with your questions and ideas, but he had only made a face and told you that studying curse theory to this extent wouldn’t help anyone, and least of all yourself.

He wanted you to learn how to fight, but you didn’t care for that. You didn’t want to fight. If you could spend the rest of your days shut away in a study, reading your books and taking notes on them, then you’d be quite content. You were reluctant to go on missions, even if you were ten times better than your peers, and you often dragged your feet heading into your practical classes. More than once, Ino had had to hoist you over his shoulders and sprint to the training field so that you were not both late, and you knew that you probably shouldn’t be so harsh on him given that, but because it meant that you had to exert yourself on the battlefield instead of rereading your favorite essays, his good intentions only made you resent him more.

“You know, you could really be a great sorcerer,” Gojo said to you one day. You were sitting on a bench while Ino did exercises, ink smudging your hand as you meticulously annotated a book that the principal had given to you. You blinked up at him, amazed once again at how tall he was. He blocked out the sunlight, his shadow looming over you in a way that would’ve been ominous if he wasn’t so typically harmless.

“Hm?” you said, returning to your book when you realized he wasn’t going to say anything of importance. “Sure, I guess I could be.”

“Becoming a first grade isn’t an impossibility for you. It’s something attainable, which is incredibly rare for someone as young as you,” he continued.

“Right,” you said.

“Do you care about that, though?” he said.

“Nope,” you said. “I have no interest in being a first grade sorcerer. It just means more dangerous missions, doesn’t it? I don’t care about all of that.”

“It also means a higher salary,” he said.

“Probably not high enough to make up for the risks,” you said.

“Well, it’s pretty high, though only you can decide if it makes up for the risks or not,” he said.

“Listen, sir, I’m only even here because you told me I could further my studies with people renowned in their fields. Do you mind telling me what field you’re renowned in? Because for some unfathomable reason, you’ve ended up as my teacher,” you said.

“I’m…the strongest sorcerer? In the world?” he said, though the way he phrased it made it seem like he was asking you instead of telling. You shrugged.

“That’s an intrinsic talent. You didn’t learn to be that way; you were just born with it. Sure, you had to practice, but practicing and studying are different. Anyways, even if you are the strongest soldier, I think we’ve established that that’s not something I’m interested in. I was supposed to be under the tutelage of wise and experienced professors, but instead, I’m being instructed by you, who’s barely even a few years my elder and has never taught before,” you said, closing your book and holding it to your chest, smiling tightly at him. “I’m staying here because my parents already paid the tuition fee, but I’m not happy about it. Just so you know.”

“If you’re a first grade sorcerer, you also get more access to information,” he said after a moment. “Stuff behind a million clearances that only people of a sufficiently high rank get access to.”

You froze, your eyes brightening at the thought of this forbidden knowledge. You already knew that you were missing several key pieces in your preliminary research, but no matter how hard you looked, you had never been able to find the answers to the seemingly obvious questions. Was this why? Was it really because you did not have the seniority to warrant the understanding?

“Is that truly the case?” you said.

“I can’t help you in terms of books and learning and all of that boring stuff,” he said. “But if you put in a bit more effort, I can turn you into someone that the higher ups listen to, instead of the other way around.”

You mulled this over before nodding, standing up and leaving your book on the bench.

“Okay. I’ll do as you tell me to, but like I said earlier, I’m not going to be happy about it,” he said.

“Who cares? You can be the gloomiest girl alive!” he said, reaching out to ruffle your hair. “Let’s work together, Y/N!”

“I’m your student,” you reminded him. “Not your friend.” 

He waved you off. “You’re old enough to be both. Now let’s get to training!”

It was horrible, being Gojo’s favorite student. For one, Ino was jealous — although soon enough he found another mentor to cotton on to, and then your relationship with him mended into something a little more cordial and polite. For another, Gojo had this strange penchant for throwing you into impossible situations and watching in glee as you struggled to get out of them.

His missions also tended to be errands disguised as pressing matters. Once, he made you run around Tokyo, stopping in various stores so that you could improve your conditioning — stores which just so happened to carry the items on his week’s grocery list. Another time, you single-handedly had to exorcise every single curse harassing a nearby bakery — a bakery which just so happened to carry a specialty flavor of cake that was his new favorite. Whenever you complained about the silly chores, he asked if the exercise had made you stronger or not. You would begrudgingly admit that it had, and then he’d tell you that you should just think of it as a win-win scenario and stop whining.

“Y/N!” That was how it always began: he would shout your name as he entered the classroom, usually accompanying it with a wad of paper or some other, similarly harmless object sent flying your way. You’d catch it in one hand and glare at him.

“What?” This would prompt him to explain his ridiculous plan for the day, after which he would turn to Ino and hand him his assignments. He had gotten special permission from the school to train you in this non-orthodox manner, given that you were so far ahead in any material that giving you homework would be redundant and a waste of time for all parties involved. For his part, Ino did not complain, for he had long ago lost interest in training with Gojo, who was admittedly terrible at actually explaining anything of note.

You made a good pair, you and Gojo, or at least as good of a pair as could be made given the circumstances. As the year went on, you grew more and more familiar with the reasoning behind his atypical style, and though you would never cease to complain, it was more lighthearted, a habit instead of a genuine gripe.

“You’ll be promoted any day now,” Gojo told you on the last day of your first year — the last day that he would be your director supervisor. “They’re waiting for you to grow a bit older, but it’s maturity you lack, not talent. If you participate in the Exchange Event next year, you’ll get the recommendations you need without a problem.”

“If?” you said, picking up on what he had left unsaid. “Isn’t it mandatory? Why wouldn’t I participate?”

“It’s mandatory if you’re living on campus, yes,” he said.

“And what cause would I have to not be living on campus?” you said.

“You’re interested in curse theory, aren’t you?” he said. When you nodded, he sighed. “Still? I was hoping you’d have moved on by now…well, I can get an alternate course of study approved for you by the principal, if you want.”

“An alternate course? What would that entail?” you said.

“One of my fellow special grade sorcerers, Yuki Tsukumo, specializes in researching the exact types of things you find so fascinating. If she agrees to it, then you could serve as an assistant of sorts to her. It’ll be like an internship or something. She won’t let you slack off — it’ll be much worse than anything I put you through, that’s for certain — but if that’s the path you want to take, then it’s an option,” he said.

You had never loved him quite as much as you did in that moment. Without even taking a moment to think about it, you nodded enthusiastically, beaming at him.

“Yes! Yes, Gojo, sir, that would be ideal. I’ve read some of the proposals Tsukumo’s submitted to the higher ups, and oh, if I got to work with her, it would be such a dream,” you said.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” he said. “She still has to agree to it.”

“Do you think she’ll say no?” you said.

“Maybe at first,” he said. “After she meets you, though? No way. You’re my pupil, after all. You’ll be the most impressive student she’s ever taken under her wing — and I can attest to the fact that you’ll be far and away the most dedicated.”

You supposed you had some things to thank him for, then. The corners of your lips twitched as you bowed your head at him, causing him to grunt in confusion; after all, you had never shown him such deference before.

“You’re not that bad as a teacher,” you said. “You know, for it being your first time, I think you did alright.”

“Yeah?” he said eagerly before composing himself, clearing his throat before speaking again. “Yeah, I guess you turned out just fine.”

“Thank you for everything, Gojo,” you said. “Please know that you’ll always have an ally in me.”

His black sunglasses slid down the bridge of his nose, just a bit, but enough that you could see the way his eyes softened ever so slightly. Then he reached out and socked you in the arm affectionately.

“Considering how often I butt heads with the higher ups, I might call upon you one day,” he said. “Don’t make that kind of promise lightly, is what I’m saying.”

“I’m not making it lightly,” you said. “If you call upon me, I’ll come. That’s what you do for someone who’s changed your life, right?”

Even the shades he had shoved back into position could not hide the breadth of his smile nor the depth of his fondness. He nodded, slowly at first and then quickly, like he wanted you to be very sure of his agreement.

“True,” he said, and then he patted you on the head. “Guess that means you can call on me whenever you want, too. I’ll be there.”

You smiled at him over your shoulder as you left for the summer and thought that you might never be so fortunate — or unfortunate — as to have a teacher quite like him again.

[autumncrocus-hyperfixations]

The Full Convo from Chapter 12 of Watch The Flame Burn Your Hands

Contains spoilers for my fic Watch The Flame Burn Your Hands!!

In Chapter 12 [Reversing Your Failures], there was a conversation that Vic, Mitsi, Agent, Chrome Alumn, and Dr Moonstone had while Chosen was under sedation and recovering. But you only get to see snippets of that conversation in Mitsi's memories & when Vic was having a panic attack.

I had written out that entire conversation before deciding to scrap it because it was too much dialog for me. But I'd like to share that conversation I wrote, as a little behind the scenes or whatnot.

Before you read, just keep in mind I did minnamil editing. Some parts aren't well written, and I don't think I even settled on a pov. It is mostly dialog. 1k words.

Chapter 12 Extra - The Full Convorsation

In the end, it took seventeen hours to finally get a solid update on Chosen's condition. 

Dr. Moonstone came in, followed by Chrome Alum, the super-bioengineer that helped Vic make a lot of the custom devices they used. It surprised them that she was here though…

“We have… news to tell you, some of it will not be easy to process.”

“Is Chosen alive?” Agent asked bluntly. He had explained to Mitsi and Vic both how Chosen was the last he saw him, and… it wasn't good.

“Chosen is alive.” Alum said to everyone's relief in the room. “but I wouldn't start celebrating yet. His vitals are stable right now, but we're unsure if they will stay that way.”

“We got their vitals stabilized just over two hours ago. Chosen was given life support immediately, and is now on an ECMO machine and a ventilator, but in due time they will likely be able to be weaned off both. He has an IV giving him nutrients, fluids, and medication. Chosen seems to be… getting better.” Dr. Moonstone shifted nervously.

“We don't need to sugarcoat it for them, Moonstone.” 

She took a calming breath. “Last night, when our staff checked Chosen’s vitals and drew blood, there were warning signs that were ignored. Even before that- when Chosen had first arrived- they should have been given immediate care for their malnutrition, even if ultimately they were to end up in a similar state as last night. But we should have caught symptoms and treated them earlier than we have. On behalf of everyone on my medical team, we sincerely apologize for our neglect. It could have costed Chosen's life-”

“It did.” Alum said bluntly, causing the room to freeze.

“Chrome-” Dr Moonstone scolded.

“What do you mean? You said Chosen was alive-”

“-and Chosen is alive.” Alum rubbed her nose bridge. “But Chosen couldn't have- shouldn't have- survived in the condition he was in.”

“Explain Alum.” Vic demanded.

But Dr. Moonstone spoke first, ���Chosen’s health started to dramatically decline in between the two times we checked him. Muscle weakness, high heart rate, multiple panic attacks that depleted oxygen, weekend immune system, dehydration, electrolyte imbalance, and nutritional deficiency, eventually caused the risk of organ failure, and he was going into shock because of their rapid decline when we checked the second time, and nobody caught it.

“Since Chosen did not receive medical care, their condition worsened, and because of the strangulation The Dark Lord caused, it sped up the rate of decline and Chosen's organs did not have enough oxygen or blood circulation to keep functioning correctly. He went into heart and respiratory failure, causing the rest of the body's functions to start failing alongside it. When Chosen arrived back here, they were in critical condition. Because Chosen couldn't be admitted to a hospital due to his… history, we worked with what we had here… We did our best- I made sure of it- but nobody was going to be able to survive what The Chosen One was going through.”

“except Chosen did.”

“Vic, do you remember exactly how the power-suppressant cuffs work?” and oh- that's why Alum was here. She helped engineer the cuffs with them. The ones Chosen had been forced to wear… “They deplete the power's energy supply completely of the wearer, much like draining a battery. They worked well- too well. During the trials, the animations who wore the devices were immediately unable to use any powers- and I know you weren't interested in the after effects at the time, Vic, but when taking them off, it took hours to days to weeks in order for them to fully fill their power's energy supply back to a-hundred percent.”

“... and Chosen?” Mitsi tentatively asked, scared of the answer. Vic squeezed her hand.

“We have reason to believe that Chosen not only has an extremely large storage capacity for his power's energy supply, but also some sort of extraordinary rejuvenation and healing.” Moonstone

“Thanks to our research for the power suppressants… we have a way to monitor power levels as well as their energy reserves.” Alum.

“Chosen’s energy supply is at seven percent right now, it was lower when they started treatment.” Moonstone

“Chosen should have died- but his powers kept him alive, just above water, or more accurately, it pulled him back up after dipping below.” Alum

“We theorize that because of this ability, in the past Chosen was somehow keeping themself from starving by using his powers- as nobody could survive off of just letters alone- but when the cuffs were applied…” Moonstone

“Without their powers, Chosen's body struggled to survive on its own, leading to their rapid decline.” Alum

“Chosen was dying from the moment we caught him…” Vic realized in horror. “I-i-i. . was killing him-”

“... I highly doubt he had any good intentions, but if The Dark Lord didn't remove the cuffs from them when he did, Chosen’ energy supply might not have recovered enough to revive themself.” Moonston?

“He was dying, oh Code…” Mitsi whispered, glassy eyes filled with tears.

“He died thirty-four times from the time he was brought in and now.” Alum said bluntly. Dr. Moonstone gave her a look, silently telling her to at least try to be more sensitive about the topic.

“It's unlikely that they will die and revive again due to our monitoring and treatment, and because of Chosen's ability to heal themself beyond what we could ever do for them- he might make a promising recovery. However, this could take a while, we still don't know where the energy for powers come from, but depending on their rate to restore it, that will impact recovery time. However long it will be, It will take a long, long time for Chosen to reach his max energy capacity.”

“He is currently under sedation while on the ventilator and during early recovery, so he is less stressed and less likely to experience pain or discomfort. They may wake up eventually while sedated, but probably will lack speech function when even off the mechanical ventilator and may not be able to understand you for a while.”

“But we can see him?”

“Yes, as long as his vitals are stable in the safe ranges, and if recovering smoothly, he is allowed visitors.”

“Thank the Code…”

~

Thanks for reading <3

[iinryer]

Good golly 👀

i had to cause yknow, good golly miss molly. it’s destiny

ok. so. despite the snippet im about to show you, this one is pwp GFFJHDGDG

the only established relationship ive ever written and also the second ever pwp i would post if i finished it… im embarrassed to share the core concept in case i never finish it gjfhdjffhdh but, here’s a snippet:

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Eddie doesn’t really think about it again until a few days later, home alone and trying to follow the instructions of one of those mailed meals that come with all the ingredients in a paper bag while he waits for Buck to get back from climbing with Albert and Chimney.

Normally they do these together, knocking elbows together in their warmly lit kitchen, but Buck had an extra shift this week, and emergency babysitting duty, on top of weekly plans with the Hans that he insisted on honoring, and it’s already late. Eddie just wanted to have something nice waiting for him when he gets back, so he and the little notecard of instructions that came in the bag are making a valiant attempt together.

He’s got the big slices of sourdough toast out of the oven and slathered with the ricotta mixture and takes extra care piling the charred and seasoned cherry tomatoes on top of it. This is one of the easier recipes, it makes Eddie feel like a master chef, though he would feel mortified to voice that out loud. Buck is the actual master chef in the house. Or, at least compared to Eddie he is. They have fun together in the kitchen, regardless.

He does a subpar job plating the toasts and then does the final step of methodically drizzling a balsamic glaze over the brightly colored mosaic of fresh ingredients, and feels a little giddy with it. He gets why Buck likes this. Eddie probably appreciates the methodical step-by-step nature of it a little more, but he absolutely understands the private thrill of being able to say, I made this for you.

He never really understood the notion of food as a conveyor of love before Buck. Honestly he doesn’t know if he really knew love like this at all before Buck. But now, as he stands barefoot on the cool tile of the kitchen floor and looks at his stupid little charred tomato and ricotta toasts, he knows they mean I love you, and he knows Buck will understand.

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ask me about my wips!

[yadayadams]

Ok apparently pinned posts are a thing now so here:

Hi, you can call me Yuki, I’m 25. I’m a mixed asian/jewish writer. I’m also a huge dyke and proud of it. I use any pronouns but my gender identity is more informed by the fact that im a lesbian than anything else. Im not always a woman but im always a lesbian. If that makes sense. Or not, it doesn’t really need to.

If you are a minor, this is not the space for you. If you connect with my work, I love and appreciate that but urge you to connect on substack (same as here) or instagram (@yadayada.ms) instead. I also post my work there, but none of the other stuff that I’d rather not be responsible for exposing kids to.

I also tend to post more political stuff over on insta but I’ll post here on occasion too. Im a leftist and an activist at my day job so human and civil rights are hugely important to me, but know that most of the tangible stuff I’m doing is not on any social media, although I will share occasionally when there is a cause i am particularly passionate about. I feel like my opinions are best summarized as the belief that no one deserves to be thrown away and forgotten about and humans shouldnt have to pay to get basic needs (housing, healthcare, etc.). If you disagree, let’s have a chat! Happy to share why I believe the things I believe and why I think you should too. If you’re going to be an asshole, however, fuck off. Even though this isn’t a specifically political blog, art is always political.

Im here mostly though because i need a writing outlet separate from my real self/work. I have written poetry for as long as i can remember but ive only recently begun to share it. Im also working on a book! Progress is slow but I will hopefully post some little snippets as I keep going.

I write a lot about love, grief, self discovery, and identity. Lots of dead/complicated mom content so if thats not your jam, probably not the best place for you. But i also wanted to share it because i feel like there is not a ton out there about grieving a parent that hurt you and the complicated layers of pain and joy that come along with it.

[glitchyvoice]

Do you have any blorbos or ideas to share?

floodgates: open

yes!! i have a bunch of aus im working on though im assuming u mean cotl specific (the others are undertale/deltarune and homestuck related if theres any interest)

the main one im working on right now is fates twine, (which ill explain in more detail in a second) but i have two others. a pirate esque essentially dnd campaign au story which ive named tears in a bottle. im still figuring out designs for that one but nari is a critter the size of the lambs hand so thats funny. its called tears in a bottle cuz the lamb and the others in the pirate crew go to raid a lost city, and the statue in the middle of said city (which is of shamura. the bishops are all archfey in this au so theyre cool) is weeping golden tears into a bottle which contains nari. only the lamb can see these god tears and nari.

i also have ideas for a madoka magica x cotl au but i have no designs and not enough ideas to talk about it currently.

but then theres fates twine. fates twine ("fates twine binds the hearts of you and i" is the full name, fates twine is my shorthand) is a prequel au which starts when the old gods are still around, and out of the bishops only shamura has their crown. it explores what would happen if the lamb (who is named mara) found the red crown before nari could, and fought against their ascension. they actually meet nari when hes still a mortal because of this and they become friends. shenanigans ensue. (narinders name as a mortal here is paean. i thought it would be cool to link him to the demon he always becomes in game) i have a bunch planned and have like 4,000 words worth of scenes written for it. but they're all for different parts of the fic so it's not currently postable. the closest image i have for mara around the time they find the crown is this little sketch for a scene i made

they dont typically wear the crown they usually have it as a ring on their finger to hide they have it but for that scene they do.

this is a bit of an older design and artstyle but this is mara when theyre a bit older. this is. the only coloured drawing i have of them rn but im gonna work on more soon.

this is their current design at that age. the other lamb there is omen, their little sister. i have a whole page of doodles of her that im gonna post tomorrow probably. shes one of my favourite fates twine characters i love her sm lolol

and these are sketches of mara post them becoming a cult leader!! so yeah nari does still get the crown and ascend instead of them eventually and they become the last lamb and all that but its about the interesting things that them being the true god of death causes. so yeah. you also get one (1) paragraph draft snippet of the first chapter bc im feeling silly

so yeah!! yap over

[spoiledleaff]

back on my sleep token fantasy au sillies !!

i think i'm enjoying this a little too much at this point, haha! buuuut, i'm hoping to give my brain some added extra inspiration for finishing this fic and maybe thinking of something new! >:Dc

for those who haven't indulged me on this yet, i'm in the process of writing little snippets for a st fantasy au i've worked on for the past good few months or so! i usually just write a fic inspired by a song of choice, so by answering this poll, you're doing me a huge writing favor, haha!

oh, but! but! leaf!! you forgot some songs! :0 i know, i know! it's actually because i'm already planning something for them/have already written for them! :D

for the case of ascensionism and dywtylm, i'm already working on those! :D i've talked about the ascensionism wip a bit already so i'll spare you, but it's a ii/iii-centric fic/inevitable character study! whereas the dywtylm will be a iv character study that i think might feature either iii or v! though i'm leaning more towards iii cause i'm having a bit too much fun writing him already :) trying to give ii a bit of a break, haha!

as for vore, i've already published that work! you can find it on my ao3 or just clink >>here!<< to read some sappy angsty silly vessel/ii! :)

anywaaays, that's all, haha! once again, thank you to everyone for indulging the fantasy au brainrot :'D it's been a long time coming and i fear that this tour season just might make it worse, haha! so buckle up everyone!! >:Dc

[thatonecode]

they're pulling out the tarot cards

of course youd ask about the big one godbless !! this is the main fic in what im calling 'dandelion, daughter' au which is basically just a modern smalltown marauders au . heavy focus on tarot symbolism and religious metaphors . heavy focus on making those little fictional bitches trans . my google doc currently sits at 39k and theres still a GOOD SOLID chunk of it i have left to write . its the longest thing ive ever written and i will be sort of quietly devastated with myself if i dont finish it . anyways heres a snippet

Is that what a crush is supposed to be? It feels too violent somehow, too big. He thinks about Sirius, and their messy hair, and their skilled fingers, and their barking laugh, and wonders if Sirius would even want feelings like he has for them. Remus has only ever been good at boiling over, and violence is something he’s grown around, condensed into the marrow at the center of his bones. He tries to be as nice as he can, and if he can’t help then he at least tries not to cause anymore harm, but it never sticks forever. Eventually his rope wears thin, and snaps, and he falls right back into blood and visits to the principal's office. It feels somehow fitting that he’d have a crush on someone wrong, some twisted mangled mockery of what the feelings are supposed to be. 

[chellestrash]

🍄🦖💥🛏️, for the writing asks!! :D

writing asks

🍄 are there any fandoms you’ve never written for but want to try?

ahhh yeah! i’m sure there’s a lot more than i can remember right now but off the top of my head definitely like the last of us? game or tv show i just really really want to write joel, ive done little notes on some fics with him here and there but never actually sat down to write something and id really really love to do that.

also maybe red dead redemption cause id love to write some fun cowboy stuff with arthur? i think those are the man ones honestly, it was x files for a while but i did write a lil mulder thing the other day! so C: yeah!

🦖 are there any fandoms you wrote for in the past that you’d like to return to?

UMMMMMM not sure honestly? i do kinda stop writing for things im not interested in anymore as i lose interest so it happens almost organically? i don’t really feel like i’ll come back to the fandoms i know i left for good like PB or Tenet? and then things like the bear for example, that i haven’t wrote in a while but i know i will i just look at is like it’s a break PFF

💥 is there a chapter a scene or a wip you’re most excited to write? Shane a snippet or tell us about it!

AAAAA! yes! sooooo im currently working on two things with Frank? so one is a new chapter for Private matters but i am struggling a bit with that ngl SO im trying to write this short little one shot i thought about the other day?

Basically its reader and frank both after a job that went south, they’re injured, bruised and bleeding, trying to be tough in front of one another while also trying to be there for and help the other person :D i hope i can do it justice Pfff

🛏️ is there a new trope you’d like to write this year?

ahhhh i’m not sure honestly, i don’t really have a prompt like off the top of my head but i do know i want to write a bunch of angst! cause…i enjoy that apparently PFFF!!

thank you for the questions peaaaa love you love you!!

[jeysbvck]

Hiii ♥️

hahaha nooo the ask game is in your blog! I saw it a while back and then I couldn't find it so I had to hit the search button on your blog for #ask game and it popped up 😆

Anyway I had a great Easter thanks, just with the fam and a lot of food! 😅😂

Ugh ikr. It's hard when you get hooked onto a book. I have lost sleep in the past cause of it 😔😁

You lucky duck ALL three of them just for youu 😏 I don't think I'd be able to to handle it either 😌

I'm sure you'll figure it out! (jealous!jey) hope you have fun doing it 😊 can't wait!

Ta

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aaahh i found it!! i had to search tumblr but luckily it came up pretty quick!!😭 im glad you had a great easter!😊

oh im soooo excited!! it's a great way to spend my birthday honestly😍😍 and i think ive figured out the beginning, so hopefully the rest will follow!!🤞 ONTO THE ASK GAME😊

🍓how did you get into writing fanfiction? - now that is the question, isn't it?😭 ive always loved writing stories, but i had a hard time creating original stories (or more so, just fleshing out the worlds & "focusing too much on things that don't matter" as a teacher put it) & then i fell into putting celebrities into stories that i wrote (i'd use their looks, but always give them a different name) & then i started reading stuff on fanfiction.net & wattpad & kinda realised i could just use characters!!

🎲 what stops you from writing more in your free time? - honestly all i have is free time, i do not have a life! but its usually more lack of motivation (most of the time i'll open my wips & just stare at the document!), and also i watch tv while im writing up a draft, so i get distracted😂

🧸 what's the fastest way to become your mutual? - don't be a minor, & post any one (or more) of my favourite things! literally, if someone's following me, i check out their blog & if they're 18+ & they've posted ONE gifset or even fic of something i like, i follow back!!

🏜️ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work? - i truly love all (nice) comments, they validate me & make me smile! but if i had to pick, i'd say when someone picks out a line or snippet of the fic that stuck with them, or just telling me that it's beautifully written (because i really really struggle with finding the right words when writing!)

🪲add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here. (have 58 words instead).

Jey would be the first person to tell you that when this started, he hated Sami. 

Okay, maybe that was a little too much. He didn't hate Sami, but he didn't like him very much. He didn't like his stupid beard or his stupid curly red hair, and he certainly didn't like those stupid brown, puppy dog eyes.

writers truth or dare!!

[clockworkcheetah]

6 and 13 for fic asks?

6. Which yet-to-be-started fic is first on your list?

i mean it could be anything depends how i feel. but in terms of my big projects then the main fic for the neighbours au cause i havent written any of that yet (i have written little snippets of the spirit hunter au already- i have a lot of feelings about spirit!dirk and i needed to get them down and also the timeloop sequel ive already written pieces of that)

13. Aside from fanfic, are there any other fan works you’d like to try creating? Fanart, or fanvids, gifsets, or podfic?

i do fanart. but if i knew how to make gifs or if i could make fanvids itll be all over asdfghjkl;

thanks for the asks! 💖

new year fic asks

[seeingteacupsindragons]

@itsjustalark Continues:

My writing: I've three stories that i want to write in the future but only one im currently working on. That story is still very young and in its beta stages. I have a light idea of the plot and world but nothing sharpened to perfection yet. It's a character focused adult fantasy which focuses of two friends(Alex and Kel) whose relationship evolves to something far deeper than a romantic one. It explores a relationship that could have been beautiful in a perfect world but because of the corrupt and rotten world they live in and the different roles they have to play in it and their own inherent flaws, their relationship is always at risk of succumbing to that darkness and turning toxic. And the first book (yes there are more than one books that cause i got carried away) is really them fighting against their respective destinies and denying the roles the world has already decided for them and trying to stay together throughout it all even though they come from different worlds. And there is so much more details about the world it is set in and and the magic system which is so inyegral to the story but this post is alreqdy long enough so ill stop here. Let me know if you wanna here about it and ill go off. [[I cut your snippets here because it feels strange posting other writer's writing without it being innately linked to them and I'm not sure you'd want me to do so. But I did read them]] Ill stop now cause otherwise ill just keep going and this post will never end. This project is really close to my heart and im really proud of what ive written so far. It originated from the merging together of a playlist and the fanfic of a fanfiction so now im trying tor write scenes based on the songs of a separate playlist i created for the story (sorry if i sound unhinged). Mostly cause i tried writing the story cronologically and it just wasnt working out. For some reason my mind cant think staright. Instead it thinks in fragments of quotes, flashes of certain imagery and vibes. So that was fun. Thank you giving me the time of youre day. I really enjoyed it.

Ahahaha, it sounds like you took a lot of inspiration from Sherliam and/or a lot of very specific Dynamics in fiction that I can certainly think of but not necessarily name. Of course, Sherliam started and ended quite cute and wholesome for how it seemed to go, and I'm not sure that's what you're intending with your stuff.

I tend to be a very chronological writer because if I don't, I don't really end up with anything written that makes any sense; I sometimes will write various bits of scenes or make notes about future things out of order and inevitably by the time I get there, it doesn't work anymore.

Outlines hate me. But a lot of stories are non-linear even by the time they're finished. I'm not sure if that's what you're doing, but it could be.

Anyway, Kel and Alex seem cute and the orphanage-y thing Kel is in is fascinating from your snippets. Am a little interested in when most of the story takes place, though, because they seem to be smallish kids but the writing doesn't seem like a story for/about smallish kids. Hmmmm.

Part 2 of 2.

[sweet-teeth-mfs]

Mafia Jin Universe

EXO!Mafia Cast List (w/ bonus kink list)

BOSS SUHO’S MEN: EXO LTD. 

What would happen if you made an entire team of face men? 

What tired expectations might people have of men who look like that, and how could you use those prejudices against them - to not only defeat them, but eradicate them completely? 

Boss Suho may be descended from the old families, and he may have the ears of most of the Houses, however, his plans are anything but traditional. It’s unclear quite how high he wants to climb within the crime world, but with a successful ‘company’ front, low headcounts, sustainable profits, and some of the best con men in the game on his payroll, ...the sky’s the limit. 

Z. Tao

Position: Assassin; knives and ropes specialist, Legendary Level Mercenary. 

Originally only participating on select high-level missions, Tao’s abilities as an espionage operative and deadly martial artist proved too good to pass up and he was added to the team on a permanent basis. He often grumbles loudly about wanting peace and quiet but he’s secretly in love with pretty much every one of his team mates and eggs on their stupid jokes and post-mission antics just as much as the next person.    Kinks: soft/size kink, baby talk, aftercare, sugar!daddy

Baekhyun

Position: Hacker; tech specialist, Spy; Hidden Right-hand. 

Appearing to all but a select few as ‘just the resident hacker’ of the group, Baekhyun is actually the hidden right-hand to Boss Suho. As such he is able to secretly feed information both ways, making sure that the team is never splintered through betrayal or infighting. Finds technological ineptitude particularly grating in his fellow team mates, yet has nothing but nostalgic love for everything analogue. 

Kinks: switch, nimble, dp, blindfolding, submission, soft->harsh!dom

Sehun

Position/s: Gunman; precision sniper, Body/wetwork; rookie. 

Eager to please, but also easy to upset. Sehun is far too serious for his young age, spending a good deal of his time trying to needlessly prove himself to his elders. As a sniper he is unparalleled (except perhaps by Minseok or Kris on a really good day) but where he shows real promise is in tactical body/wetwork, quickly becoming irreplaceable within any operation after his recent addition to the team. Spends too much time with the face men. 

Kinks: dom->pleaser / attention seeker, watcher/voyeur

Luhan

Position/s: Finance, Producer; public face.  

Whether its moving money in the shadows or front page day-trading, if backing is needed Luhan is the man to provide or procure it, however his love for cheap thrills means he can be more of a liability to the team than initially expected. Often has to be rescued from himself, although, this can make him quite effective as a distraction. Prefers to work with Minseok operating as his personal bodyguard. 

Kinks: oral fixation, soft!fem dom, watcher/voyeur, threesomes, brat

Kris

Position: Point-man, Head of Wetwork, Operator; No. 2. 

Nothing but the best; trained, disciplined, explicit. Taking orders from Suho alone, Kris runs all field operations, calling out plays and controlling the team. Whilst he is nothing but professional on the job, he’s the first to get in trouble the second he’s off the clock, and has way too many vices to name, ...well, maybe not before he gets to know you personally... 

Kinks: daddy, sport fucking, exhibitionism, attention, excess

Yixing

Position/s: Lead Tactical Bodywork, Honey-trap; face man. 

Experienced and hard-working, Yixing works tactical operations under Kris, most often assuming the position of inside-man prior to an operation’s start. Is an experienced fighter and rightly so leads tactical bodywork ops, but his work as a honey-trap/fake mark has resulted in some unexpected successes across a handful of missions, causing Suho to promote him to full time face man. 

Kinks: sexy™️, baby girl, dirty talker, over stimulation, spontaneous sex

Jongdae

Position: Planner, Close-work Thief and Con-artist; face man. 

Dae works best in the center of an operation, up close and personal with the mark. Used primarily for moving thievery and con work, Dae can also stretch to long-term undercover work and intimidation/bodywork. Likes to play at honey-trap but can’t stop falling for the marks. Can successfully lift objects off of marks without breaking eye contact, enjoys repeatedly stealing Chanyeol’s watch and waiting for him to notice.  

Kinks: tease, voyeur, punishment, overstimulation, bondage, Sir ™️

Kyungsoo

Position/s: Information & Tech; voice/comms, Character actor; grey man. 

Kyungsoo’s day job within the team is one of comms operator/tech operator, where he handles all communication between the Boss and the team. He also assists in job running and tech production, however he is increasingly called upon to do on-site tech work, requiring him to develop skills as a character actor con-man. In this capacity he specialises in portraying forgettable ‘grey men’; the unremarkable man right in front of you, the man you’d almost never suspect...  

Kinks: over-stimulation, control/restraint, soft!dom

Minseok

Position/s: Guns, Fighter, Tactical body/wetwork, Swordsman; sword specialist. 

With experience in multiple martial arts, Minseok is the team’s main fighter and specialises in sword and gun work. Whilst he is usually in the thick of any physical body/wetwork, he also moonlights as the team’s resident poker player/pro gambler, one who actually works better inebriated. 

Kinks: dom (possession), edging, control, over-stimulation, baby girl

Chanyeol

Position/s: Getaway Driver, Contact; accidental inside man. 

People know Chanyeol, and Chanyeol knows people. He can get you in anywhere, whether its by knowing someone on the inside through longstanding upper-class social connections, or by slipping a bribe to a doorman he’s known personally for years. Devastatingly hopeless with all weapons and technology, he instead contributes to the team as a makeshift getaway driver. Tao is also trying to teach him to throw knives, with... mixed... results. 

Kinks: threesomes, switch, voyeur, public sex, playful!dom. 

Kai

Position/s: Distractor, Con-artist; specialist in long-cons, Honey-trap; face man. 

Kai is the not-so-secret weapon within the team, and is regularly called upon to assume both soft and hard cons as well as the occasional long-con. Kai continually demonstrates his incredible versatility and unique ability to charm everyone and anyone who is lucky enough to come across his path. Pampered, sweet natured and curious, Kai’s ability to flip between personas is what makes him one of the best face men in the game. 

Kinks: pleasure, attention, restraints, baby talk, over-stimulation. 

SDJ / Suho

Position/s: Point-man, Director of Operations, Lead man; Boss.  The title says it all, Suho works as head of the team, leading from the ops room unless called in for Point-man work. Playfully dominant with a sharp disciplined edge that cuts like a knife, he likes nothing better than a well-done mission produced with flair and (hopefully) minimal damage. 

Kinks: soft!daddy, cherishing, baby girl, baby talk, control

© Sweet Teeth 2020

[billyharringson]

Was having a chat with some folks about Dom Jonathan and Puppy Billy yesterday and now Ive written nearly 2k of a new fic so have a little teaser snippet.

“Right you little shit.” He hissed, stalking back over to Billy and untying his leash from the desk leg. “Care to explain what just happened?” He asked, yanking Billy to his feet and turning him, he pressed between the blonde’s shoulder blades until his chest was led against the desktop.

“You kept saying that I wasn’t well trained.” Billy whined. “I’ve been a good boy, but you were saying it like I was a bad boy.”

Jon tutted, not bothering to hide his smirk as the sound caused Billy to wiggle pathetically. He’d never really considered himself a mean or harsh Dom, but that had been before he met his puppy. Billy just brought out that side in him, he was so delicious that Jon had to bully him a little. “You had been a good boy, I was actually planning on giving you a little treat.” He stroked down the length of the blond tail that was attached to Billy’s plug, watching the way he squirmed in excitement. Leaning forward so that his chest bracketed Billy’s back he whispered into his ear. “But good boys don’t bite. So you’re getting a punishment instead.”

[marzowo]

Yk how everyone always does evil house,or evil wally?

Well say hello toooo,Evil Everyone BUT wally

Aka. Welcome home is a show au,where wally is aware and everyone else in WH is not.

After the show got cancelled for some reason,after a specific time period (most likely after the shows script officially was supposed to stop running) everyone in the neighborhood gets dark impulses and just tries to eliminate eachother

Wally,being the only aware one (Aka.The person who stopped the creators of the show from destroying home and all its inhabitants, excpet one)

Having his own free will and consciousness allows him to not be caught up in the madness and finds out that once everyone,including himself has died,The neighborhood will reset and everything is essentially one big time loop

Basically

•Welcome Home is a TV Show that got canceled because as th3 show got more popular parents noticed dark udertones in the show from time to time,and qlso animation shows were getting more popular than streamlined puppet shows

•The show happened to be in stop motion rather than animation and so when the producer and writer were trying to get rid of the set and puppets that were thrown in a random storeroom,wally gained consciousness due to a ripped arm,the freed most of his stuffing (that arm currently stays limp most of the time)

•After 'Murdering' The producer and writer,wally then took it upon himself to draw and essentially trap the neighborhood into a drawing (using magic voodoo shit idfk,he just william afton'd it) where they would be immortal and forever exist ig(The puppets can still be possessed by the neighborhood but wally is the only one who does this as hes the only one aware)

•The Neighborhood has a time limit,or theyre personqlities do. For as long as the script of Welcome Home is around the Characters in the neighborhood stay theyre written personalities, unable to change or grow in any way (and when wally tries to interrupt events and change personalities,home primates to basic functions and tries to reset him alone (His mind i mean,not kill him. When that happens he stays unaware until the murder spree happens,then the loop restarts and he's aware again)

•Noone but wally is Aware of the loop but the neighbors sometimes get 'Dreams' (They call them dreams with a different way of saying it because they dont know what nightmares are,muchless the words) that show small snippets of a specific loop,but it always ends happy instead of with stuffing on the ground (Stuffing = Blood)

•Home is an entity that exists with a soul to merely be the writer of WH,The writers soul also got trapped but seeing as tehre were no 'other' puppets he got trapped as the soul for home. except in the emotion he was feeling before wally killed him(Fear,Adoration for his creations, anger at the cancellation and wt the producer for ripping wally,and Sadness,deep unbearable sadness) Those are the only emotion home can feel

•Wally Physically cannot frown or do anything with his mouth other than smile,It was something done earlier on in the show but since he's a puppet the creators thought it would be better to sow him mouth into an everlastin smile,they contemplated what to do about him eating things,but eventually decided on the blink and eat method and hoped kids would just pass it off as a quirky thing idk

The way the AU is means everyone is technically NOT evil,its just that theyre official life expectancy/storyline has run out.

The characters with more screen time and script like idk,Julie and Sally are able to keep sane for a while longer than others (which in turn causes the ones with less script to last a littl longer before script madness) but they do end up with strange and twitchy behavior

A fix for this happens when wally paints.

Whenever wally makes huge Neighborhood portraits of everyone in different outfits or with different hobies to theyre current ones he's able to alternate the timeline. and sometimes if the change is long enough it transfers over to the next loop. (This usually takes a few days) and whenever he does a painting it causes him to grow significantly distant from the Neighborhood,The painting has to be done almost non stop with no breaks,Similar to death note.

The timeline of the script is:___.

So far there has been:___ Loops. (I havent worked out these parts yet because im not sure of clowns timeline for WH yet,i plant to fo the script length from how long the shows been running plus like 5 months idk how long it was,then devide the loops)

So far wally has made 25 large portraits.

So far he has completed 10.

Only 5 of the ten has been timeline changing.

Wally's official goal is to be able to change the timeline enough thag the loops will stop completely. (He's still unsure as to why the loops happen.

Each loop spits out a different au. Wally is unable to differenciate anyone in the au but himself,and like i stated before if anyone deviates from events

So say if wally dyed his hair when he was supposed to be in a Big play that sally wrote which changes his role and the play as a whole?

Home resets wally and the play will go mostly back on track.

This was just a huge ass rant that i made while watching a welcome home gacha reaction video,and i dont remember how i got the idea, but i kinda wanna expand on it