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Hellooooooo I humbly request #35 'your problem is my problem' from the ~they're dating~ prompt list

Ciri tossed and turned and tossed and turned. But it was of no use. The ground remained unpleasantly uncomfortable: lumpy and hard in all the wrong places.

Sighing, Ciri flopped onto her back and closed her eyes. Maybe she’d have better luck counting sheep...

1 little sheep, 2 little sheep, 3 little sheep...

She’d reached 741 sheep before rustling and a huff at her side broke her streak. Keeping her breathing in the even meditative cadence it had fallen into, Ciri opened her eyes just a fraction.

The dark form beside her huffed once more before sitting up. A short hiss escaped the figure, before it crawled out of the makeshift tent they lay beneath. 

Ciri opened her eyes fully and curled up on her side so that she could see out of the entrance better. She watched as the figure paced in circles round and round the campfire beside the tents.

The repetitive pattern of the action had nearly lulled her into a doze, when a whispered voice carried through the air.

“Yennefer?” she heard Jaskier ask. “What’s wrong?”

A new figure joined the one that had abruptly stopped moving by the fire. Ciri found herself now wide awake.

There was a long pause that hung in the air, Yennefer seeming to weigh her words, before she finally answered him quietly.

“Couldn’t sleep. Why are you up?”

Jaskier shrugged, the movement almost imperceptible to Ciri.

“Same here.”

The two of them stood by each other in silence, staring at the fire or out into the woods, Ciri couldn’t tell which. Minutes passed as such, and Ciri had about made up her mind to stop watching and attempt the sheep thing again when Yennefer spoke once more.

“Wanna talk about it?”

Ciri only caught the tail-end of a hastily stifled chuckle. Then Jaskier’s head tipped to the side a little, as if he was actually considering the idea, before it was shaken off.

“Maybe,” his voice quietly allowed. “But not today I think.”

Yennefer hummed.

The bard nudged her. “You have more than enough problems to solve at the moment anyway, nevermind adding mine to the mix.”

The sorceress inhaled, paused, then abruptly turned to him, her hand shooting out but the fingers coming to rest gently on his wrist. Jaskier froze.

Ciri couldn’t be certain but she’d bet the last three sweets in her pack that their resident magic-expert was staring intently at the place her fingers met the skin of Jaskier’s wrist.

“It’s… It’s not a hardship,” Yennefer said slowly. “If you have… problems… I… You’re my favourite sing-songy twit so…”

The muscles in the mage’s jaw worked hard, the movements highlighted by the flickering light cast by the fire. She glared at a point over the bard’s shoulder.

“Your problems are my problems too, okay?”

From the way Jaskier was gaping at Yennefer, Ciri could tell that he had been completely caught off guard by the sentiment. To be fair, Ciri hadn’t seen it coming either. Yennefer didn’t really come across as the type to express that sort of thing.

“Right… well…” Jaskier tripped over his tongue, which had Ciri biting her own to make sure her laughter couldn’t be heard. “Well you're my favourite sewer-dwelling she-hag, so your problems are my problems too!”

Now it was Yennefer’s turn to be thrown, violet eyes blowing wide open as she stared at Jaskier in disbelief.

Meanwhile Ciri had graduated from biting her tongue to biting the meat of her forearm to stifle the full-body laughter that shook her. Melitele help them all, this was almost as bad as when she had to watch Grandmama and Eist figure themselves out! It was like neither of them knew what to do with each other… and Geralt said that they’ve all known each other for a long time!

The two adults continued to just stare at each other.

“So, um, hugging!” Jaskier yelped out frantically. “Hugs—hugs are a thing we do now right—would you like a hug? A hug seems like a great idea right about now, really adds to the whole vibe we have going; though I really probably should stop taaaalkingggg…”

The bard’s voice trailed off as he abruptly found himself wrapped in a hug.

Ciri couldn’t help the soft coo that escaped her as she watched the two of them just stand awkwardly frozen for a few moments.

“I do believe a hug typically involves more than one person doing the hugging, Jaskier,” said Yennefer, her voice partially muffled by said man’s chest.

“Ah—right, right,” replied Jaskier frantically, startled into action, hands flailing a little before he gingerly rested them on the mage’s back.

The awkwardness lasted a little while longer, before the tension began to seep out of their muscles. Ever so slowly, they began to relax against each other—the distance between them vanishing into nothing—curling over and into each other until an onlooker wouldn’t be able to tell where one ended and the other began.

Ciri watched them for a long while: two bodies melded into a singular, more solid form, swaying gently side to side as the night breeze swirled around them. Her eyes grew heavier and heavier, the time between blinks stretching further and further, till she slipped easily into sleep’s embrace, the afterimage of the entwined figures lingering for just a few moments longer.

~they're dating~ | ask box

[tossawary]

Word Art for the MDZS fic "how to fall in love with a catfish: a guide by wei wuxian (disaster rat)" for @chaptersinprogress.

[flosimo]

They went to the coast <3

My art for Where The Sky Meets The Sea by @chaptersinprogress for @jaskierminibang !

Taglist under cut:

@dearestdandelion @alllthequeenshorses @flowercrown-bard @witchersgoldenbard @jaskierswolf *give you a little forehead kiss*

If you want to be added to/removed from my taglist, let me know!

[missypup]

Chapter 5: Udesiir//Relax

Guess what’s back! I finally found a few minutes to do a final little read through of chapter 5 and make the glossary, and now have the motivation to work on This is the Way Home!

Read the new chapter here! If you’re new here, read from the start here!

Updates will be sporadic, but we’re not giving up on this one! Also, we’re coming back with one of my favorite chapters so far. I don’t know why, but it really rings with me.

An extremely oversized-but-still-not-big-enough thank you to both @poibynt and @chaptersinprogress for not only beta reading but for their incredible patience while TWH was on a little hiatus.

[chaptersinprogress]

hi anon! it's wonderful to hear that you're considering making podfics (and you've already taken the first big step in making one!) I made my very first podfic just a few days ago and I too struggled with the idea of whether people will like my voice.

there are actually two parts to what you've said

you like reading aloud

you're worried about what people will think of your accent

I made my podfic because I read a fanfic for which I really wanted to try to capture emotions invoked by the fic in a tangible way; to have it live outside of my head.

in that way we both share a reason why we want to make podfic - we both like reading aloud.

and that's where the second thing you mentioned comes in: the worry of what people listening may think of the way we sound while doing so. it's an incredibly valid fear to have.

but now I have a question for you: do you want this to be something you want to make for yourself, or are you making it to share with others?

if it's the former, then you have little to worry about because you don't have to share it if you don't want to.

a rather obvious statement I know, but as ao3cotd mentioned, podfic is something that you need to ask the writer for permission for making. and with that act, there's an unsaid expectation that it will be shared with the author when completed.

if your podfic is something you want to make for yourself, then you can deal with this unsaid expectation by simply not asking, as long as you don't post it online. in which case you no longer have to worry about what others may think in the first place because the only person listening is you and you alone!

but if you're making the podfic to share with the wider world (which is what I'm assuming based on your ask) then I can link you to advice by 2 experienced podficcers.

everybody's got an accent. A German one, an Indian one, a Scottish one, a New Jersey one, … And listeners do have preferences, but there'll always be someone who likes yours, if only because they have the same. (Or they’re trying to get the same, because they’re also podficcers, and they need examples for character voices in their next podfic. Or they’re looking for someone to voice a character that has your accent in their next multivoice project. True stories.) Also, if nothing else, you wouldn't want anyone else to not podfic because they feel self-conscious about their own accent, right? So putting yours out there is a good way to tell them that it's totally ok to do it too.

- A step-by-step guide to your first (tenth, hundredth) podfic, chapter 1, Annapods

There are two possible things that can happen with your accent. 1. Your accent is the same as your listener's. In this case, they likely won't notice it at all. 2. Your accent is different than your listener's. In this case, they likely will find it charming.

- A Newbie's Guide to Podficcing, chapter 2, Azdaema Pods

I'm sure this echoes a lot of what others are saying.

in the end, all it comes down to is whether you're ready to take the leap into putting your work out in the wild.

if you're not, that's ok! you can take time to make a couple of pods for yourself first, and after getting used to the process and gaining confidence, take the leap.

but if you are ready, (not to sound like a nike ad) just do it! you might be surprised by the positivity you receive :)

hi! i've always enjoyed reading out loud and lately i've been thinking about getting into podficcing. my only concern is my accent -- it's this weird half-aussie half-british thing and i'm worried it'll just sound silly or distract from whatever i'm reading, especially if the characters are neither australian nor british. any thoughts from you or other podfic connoisseurs following the blog? <3

podfic is fanfic that has been voice-recorded by the author or (with permission) by another fan

I enjoy listening to podfic and I've recorded a few myself. You don't need to be a voice actor or have any particular accent to do it. I love hearing the different voices and accents and stutters and everything else when I listen to podfic. It makes the story feel more real and more personal somehow.

And it's much much better than listening to a text-to-voice program, that's for sure!

What about the rest of you? Any concerns about accents and such when you're listening to podfic?

[yennskier-feed-ao3]

where the sky meets the sea

where the sky meets the sea

by chaptersinprogress

Watching the destined trio make plans after the encounter with the Deathless Mother—plans which don't include him—Jaskier was fully prepared to make his way off another mountain on his own (preferably without any yelling involved).

He doesn't expect Yennefer of all people to demand he come with them—offering to both heal his injuries and a place by her side—irrespective of what the other members of the bound family might have to say about that.

jaskier minibang 2022

Words: 11121, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: The Witcher (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Jaskier | Dandelion, Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg

Relationships: Jaskier | Dandelion/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg

Additional Tags: Mentioned Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Mentioned Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, One-Sided Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion, Past Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Fire Related Injuries, mentioned canonical torture, detailed pain description, No Sex, twn!djinn wish fucking sucks

[starlocked01]

The Statements of King Falls

AO3

Summary: While in America, Jonathan Sims accidentally picks up an errant AM radio signal and finds himself irresistibly pulled toward a small town called King Falls. The citizens there are full of statements about their paranormal town and Jon must hear them all.

A crossover between The Magnus Archives and King Falls AM! Written for the Fiction Podcast Big Bang! I am so excited to finally share this story.

Beta read by @chaptersinprogress

Fantastic Art by @houser-of-stories and @zaraegis

@podcastbigbang

[chaptersinprogress]

sometimes family is you, the cute kid everyone thinks is yours, and his actual dad

“Ok, so I may have not thought this through fully,” Boba muttered. The three of them stood on the doorstep of the Fetts’ house—Grogu in Mando’s arms and their combined luggage strewn around their feet.

Rating: G

Warning: canon-typical swearing

Pairings: Boba Fett & family; Din Djarin/Boba Fett; Jango Fett/Obi-Wan Kenobi

Prompt: from bobadin, with love 2022 day 1 | first meeting

extra 1 of sometimes family is you, the cute kid you met on the flight, and his mysterious dad

“Ok, so I may have not thought this through fully,” Boba muttered.

The three of them stood on the doorstep of the Fetts’ house—Grogu in Mando’s arms and their combined luggage strewn around their feet.

Mando turned to look at him, the subtle tilt of his helmet as expressive as a raised eyebrow. “Should we leave?”

“No!” Boba replied hastily. “No, it’s just,” he winced, the expression thankfully hidden under his buy’ce. “Buire, you know? They get excited after not seeing their ade for a while, so, uh, they might ask questions. A lot of questions. Because, I didn’t tell them much. Other than, y’know, the two of you coming with.”

There was a brief moment of silence.

“I see,” Mando replied stiltedly.

Grogu seemed oblivious to the awkwardness permeating the air between the two adults. The kid studied the closed door in front of them curiously, then patted Boba’s arm insistently while pointing at it.

Before he could lose the rest of his nerve and make a bigger fool of himself, Boba took the helpfully-given cue and pressed the doorbell.

The trio stood in silence for a moment before the pounding of footsteps grew louder. Then the door was flung open and a blur rushed out to slam into the younger Fett.

“Boba!”

Stumbling backwards a few steps before catching himself, Boba grabbed his attacker in a bear hug and spun the two of them around, laughing. “‘Soka!”

Ahsoka grinned up at him as he carefully set her down. “Missed you, bucket-head.”

“Awww, really? I certainly didn’t miss you,” he replied, slinging an arm around her shoulders.

“Rude!” she gasped in mock-outrage. “I’m telling Obi!”

“Hey, hey, hey, look who’s back,” a voice drawled from the doorway. “If it isn’t my baby brother! And I see you’ve brought a friend. I didn’t even know you had friends.”

Boba pulled off his buy’ce and rolled his eyes at Anakin, who smirked at him from where he was lounging with one shoulder against the wooden frame. “That joke got old decades ago. I would ask you to think of a new one, but it’s ok old man. Age comes for all of us someday.”

“Hoho burn!” Ahsoka crowed. “Take that Skyguy!”

Anakin stumbled backwards with a theatrical gasp. “Snips! You’re supposed to be on my side!”

“Yes, yes, but if you could all let them come inside first, please,” Obi-Wan spoke, coming to stand behind Anakin.

“Yes Obi-Wan,” Anakin and Ahsoka groaned in unison before heading back into the house; Anakin scooping up Boba’s duffle on the way and Ahsoka waving her fingers at Grogu as she passed by.

Obi-Wan merely gave them a long-suffering smile. He then turned to Mando and Grogu and his expression softened into something more genuine.

“Su cuy'gar. I see you’ve met Anakin and Ahsoka,” he said warmly, then offered his arm. “I’m Obi-Wan. It’s nice to meet the both of you.”

Mando clasped his forearm then briefly glanced at Boba in a not-quite-subtle cry for help as the Fett came to stand at the other’s side. Taking pity on the overwhelmed mando’ad, Boba cleared his throat.

“Buir, this is Mando,” he said. “And this is his ad, Grogu.”

Grogu chirped excitedly, arms reaching for Obi-Wan. At Mando’s nod, Obi-Wan took the kid into his arms and patiently let Grogu trail his clawed hands over the neatly-trimmed beard as well as play with his fingers.

“Do come in,” said Obi-Wan, inclining his head down the hallway. “Boba can get your things.”

Mando seemed torn for a second between carrying his own luggage and leaving his ad, so Boba waved him off. “I’ve got the bags. Go with O’buir.”

Boba trailed behind the pair as they entered the living room, depositing Mando’s bags at one corner. Obi-Wan sank into one of the armchairs with Grogu on his lap, indulging the child as he showed off the silver knob that he had been playing with since they’d exited the airport.

After taking in the room, Mando awkwardly sat himself on the empty couch beside Obi-Wan. By then Anakin and Ahsoka had claimed the opposite armchair—Anakin slouching in the seat while Ahsoka had perched herself on the armrest—and were staring between Grogu and Mando with undisguised curiosity.

Jango walked into the room with a tray of tea-filled mugs and passed them out to everyone, making sure to offer the mando a metal straw. Mando accepted the two items with quietly surprised thanks.

“Boba mentioned you were a traditionalist,” said Jango with a shrug.

He then wandered over to peer over Obi-Wan’s shoulder and raised an eyebrow. “But Bob’ika, you didn’t think to mention that you’d gotten married and adopted an ad?”

“Buir,” Boba groaned, wishing the ground would open up and swallow him. “Not you too!”

Ahsoka snickered, shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. Obi-Wan merely hummed, but had a hand covering his mouth politely in the way Boba knew was him trying to hide his smile.

“Yeah, Bob’ika,” Anakin mocked. “You got married, had a kid and didn’t tell us? I told you about mine!”

Boba glared at the traitors. “Do I look like the kind of person to just turn up one day with a riduur and ad?”

“You kinda do, Boba. And look! Your kid’s like a baby version of Master Yoda! Isn’t he, Skyguy?” commented Ahsoka. She scrunched her nose and grinned at the little one, cooing as Grogu smiled gummily back at her.

“Yeah, he really is, Snips,” replied Anakin, cocking his head. “Is he Force-sensitive?” he asked Mando.

“I was told the Jedi could help him control his powers,” Mando answered cautiously.

Obi-Wan glanced down at the child in his lap. “He does feel strong in the Force.”

Jango snorted. “Well then you’ve come to the right place to be introduced.”

He placed a hand on Obi-Wan’s shoulder. “This one’s a Jedi Master”—then nodded at Anakin—“that one’s an ex-Jedi Master”—and tipped his mug at Ahsoka. “And that one there’s a Jedi Knight.”

Mando glanced at the three and then at Boba. “Vor entye. I appreciate your assistance.”

“It’s nothing,” Obi-Wan said as he stood up, carefully handing Grogu back to Mando. “Boba, why don’t you show them the guest room? We’d be happy to host you.”

“I—” Mando looked down at Grogu, who had tucked himself against his chest and was slowly dozing off. “The offer is appreciated, but—” he paused. “There are people after us. After him. I do not wish to place your family in danger.”

“Aliit ori'shya tal'din,” Jango replied calmly. “You are mando’ade, and we stand together. Especially when it comes to ade.”

“Besides,” Anakin spoke. “You have three of the best Jedi under one roof in the most Mandalorian-dense district ever. Any sleemo is gonna get their shebs kicked to next year and back before they can even think of stepping foot in here. Kid’s never gonna get any safer than that.”

“He means two of the best Jedi and one Jedi-retiree,” Ahsoka said with a smirk.

Anakin rolled his eyes. “Ugh, you are never going to let that go, are you Snips?”

“Nope,” she replied, popping the p.

Boba rubbed his temples and sighed, then set his buy’ce on the side table.

“Come on Mando,” he said, grabbing the bags from the corner and heading for the stairs. “You can sleep on it. Kid’s already tuckered out. There’s no need to make any big decisions right now.”

He held his breath as he climbed up. Then shoved down the victorious smile that threatened to creep onto his face when he heard footsteps follow after him.

Heading for the guest bedroom, he elbowed the door open and placed the bags out of the way; Mando trailing in behind him like a lost tooka. Boba then turned to the mandalorian and cleared his throat.

“So, uh, the fresher’s down the hall and I’m in the room opposite this one. You can unpack your things into the drawers and stuff; they’re all empty. And if you need anything, feel free to come get me.”

“Also the door locks, so you can relax and take a nap if you want; none of us will bother you. Someone will knock to bring up something for lunch,” he added. “Any food restrictions?”

“I don’t think so,” Mando replied, audibly overwhelmed even through the vocoder. “Maybe something not spicy for the kid?”

“Don’t worry about it, O’buir knows a Jedi Master who looks to be of the same species so we’ll clear any major dietary concerns with him if we’re not sure,” Boba hastily reassured him, heading for the door. “Get some sleep, Mando, you definitely could use it. Ret'!”

Without waiting for a reply, he closed the door before him. Then heaved a sigh, resting his head against the wood with a soft thud. Ka’ra, he was a kriffing mess! What had gotten into him? He was usually way more slick than that!

And karking hell, O’buir must’ve used some Force osik because there was no other way they could’ve convinced the mando not to bolt like a frightened bantha! He would never have suggested coming if he’d known Anakin and ‘Soka were back.

There was a reason the Coruscant temple hated budgeting missions that sent the two of them out together. They were a disaster and a half on a good day!

Groaning, he thumped his head against the wood once more before finally turning around. And barely managed to stop himself from crashing back into the door while biting back the yell that threatened to escape him.

“Soooo,” Anakin drawled from where he’d been standing right behind Boba, with that same infuriating smirk. “Mando, huh?”

“Yeah, Boba,” Ahsoka echoed with a matching grin from beside Anakin. “Have you been holding out on us?”

Boba scowled at the two of them.

“We are not doing this here,” he groused, and stomped back down to the living room where Jango and Obi-Wan were waiting.

“Buuuuir,” he groaned, beelining towards Obi-Wan to wrap his arms around him and bury his face in the crook of his neck. “Why didn’t you tell me these two were back?”

Obi-Wan patted his back soothingly.

“I thought it would be a nice surprise since you hadn’t seen each other in person for so long,” he replied, the amusement clear in his voice. “How was I to know you were bringing a surprise of your own?”

Jango laughed and pulled Boba out of his hiding place and into his arms.

“Bob’ika, I expected this of Anakin; Manda knows that boy is impulsive,” he said, ignoring the indignant “Hey!” from Anakin. “But you? Did you have to choose this to be rebellious about?” he asked half-jokingly.

Boba huffed and pulled away. “Come on, buir, you know that’s not what happened.”

“Ah, but a buir can hope,” Jango replied, ruffling Boba’s hair. “The first time you bring home a friend we don’t know and he’s a nice traditional boy with an adorable ad? It’s every buir’s dream.”

“So, is he?” asked Ahsoka eagerly.

Boba flushed.

“No,” he admitted. “We actually just met on the flight. Kid decided I was his new best friend and Mando decided to go along with all of it for some reason.”

There was a long pause as everyone stared at him with incredulous and baffled expressions.

“50 credits they get married in three years,” announced Anakin.

“100 for two and a half!” cried Ahsoka.

Boba gaped at them, then turned to his parents and gestured at the pair of mischief-makers helplessly.

Obi-Wan looked at him and turned to Jango with a shrug. “200 for two years.”

“Same,” Jango replied.

“Buir!” Boba cried exasperatedly.

[chaptersinprogress]

I wonder if ram's ever dreamt (especially after that whole camp thing where king straight up pretends nothing happened and runs away) of trying to get king's attention and king just straight up ignores him/doesn't see him and heads over to some pretty girl instead who's bubbly and chatty and smiles (and everything ram's not) and king looks so in love with her

or maybe king dreaming of meeting ram at the park for something but he's with his dogs and they're snarling and pulling at the leash and no matter how much king screams for help ram just stares at him with a cold face and either he lets go or the leashes slip and the dogs are on king and ram's just standing there watching and

ok who wants to theorize about what ramking's respective nightmares are about and probably make ourselves sad?

[bobadinweek]

Round Up Post

The first ever BobaDin fandom week celebration was a smash hit! We were so delighted with all of the amazing creations everyone shared! 

Here is the round up! We hope you all have as much fun with it as we did!

Here’s to next year! <3

Day 1

alligatordemon (fic)

aprilfrederih (art)

autisticdindjarin (art)

chaptersinprogress (podfic)

dad-galaxy (comic)

damiemontclair (fic)

EAVanGeek (fic) *NSFW/Mature

inkformyblood (fic)

kazhan-draws (fic)

lilizh (art)

musicmillennia (fic)

mydetheturk (fic)

mymblesbuir (fic)

nim-lock (art)

ourhitofsucrose (fic)

shadowmaat (fic)

un_fett_ered (fic)

wanderingjedihistorian (fic)

wrennette (fic)

Day 2

aprilfrederih (art)

chaptersinprogress (fic)

dad-galaxy (art)

damiemontclair (fic)

EAVanGeek (fic)

firewins-the-fangxrl (art)

inkformyblood (fic)

kazhan-draws (fic) *NFSW/Mature

midnightmeatsubway (art)

musicmillennia (fic)

mymblesbuir (fic)

nim-lock (art)

oyubaat-tapcaf (comic)

shadowmaat (fic)

wanderingjedihistorian (fic)

wrennette (fic)

Day 3

alligatordemon (fic)

aprilfrederih (art)

autisticdindjarin (comic)

autisticdindjarin (fic)

dad-galaxy (comic)

damiemontclair (fic)

elenorasweet (art)

inkformyblood (fic)

kazhan-draws (art)

lowbudgetcyborg (fic)

mymblesbuir (fic)

nim-lock (art)

see8gras8kopf (art)

wrennette (fic)

youbitehard (fic) *NSFW/Explicit

lowbudgetcyborg (fic) *NSFW/Explicit

Day 4

aprilfrederih (art)

chaptersinprogress (fic)

dad-galaxy (comic)

damiemontclair (fic)

inkformyblood (fic)

kazhan-draws (fic)

musicmillenia (fic)

mymblesbuir (fic)

nim-lock (art)

wrennette (fic)

Day 5

autisticdindjarin (comic)

dad-galaxy (art)

dad-galaxy (art & fic)

damiemontclair (fic)

kazhan-draws (fic)

musicmillennia (fic)

mydetheturk (fic)

mymblesbuir (fic)

nim-lock (art)

nim-lock (fic)

oyubaat-tapcaf (fic)

see8gras8kopf (art)

thishintoflove (fic)

afoolserrand78 (fic)

Day 6

aprilfrederih (comic)

dad-galaxy (comic)

damiemontclair (fic)

kazhan-draws (fic) *NSFW/Mature

musicmillennia (fic)

nim-lock (art)

wrennette (fic)

Day 7/Uncategorized

asiminthering (art)

autisticdindjarin (comic)

dad-galaxy (comic)

damiemontclair (fic)

kazhan-draws (fic)

mando-connoisseur (fic)

musicmillennia (fic) *Mature (blood, gore)

nim-lock (art)

***We’re only human! If we missed your work and it’s complete, please let us know and we’ll edit the post!

[podcastbigbang]

[ID: a title card. half of the card is taken up by the planet mars, with a thin blue aurora for the atmosphere. text, aligned to fit the curve of the planet, reads "filling up your empty spaces to complete this wall of stars." the text is colored in a dark to light gradient to give the appearance that it is lit by the planet. END ID]

Filling up your empty spaces to complete this wall of stars

Podcast: Look Up

Rating: T+

Pairings: Lincoln/Emmet

“You brought your telescope? For a two-week trip?”

Emmet swallows back the embarrassment that wants to rise in his cheeks.

“Yeah. I thought the view would be nice.”

“I guess that makes sense.” Lincoln’s eyes are darting around the room, Emmet wonders if he’s looking for an exit. He’s not sure he can blame him for it if he is; this is pretty awkward. He really wishes they could talk somewhere else, somewhere away from all these people. They always were better on their own. Emmet looks around to see who is nearby before he speaks again, a plan still only barely formed in his head.

“I’m probably going to take it to the beach one of these nights, actually. I think the stars over the ocean will be really amazing. You could come, if you want?”

Lincoln’s eyes are wide with surprise. Emmet wants to take the words out of the air and shove them back into his lungs, but that ship has sailed; he’s stuck dealing with the results of his impulsivity.

“I…uh…I don’t know, Emmet. I’ll think about it?”

AUTHOR

@zigzaglurkswag

These Mars Boys stole my brain and they keep shaking words out of it. I have no idea when they’ll stop.

BETAS

@rebeccadeho

Rebecca, Ziggy gives me all the Mars Boys feelings

@serenitas

Hi! I’m Allison and I’m here to make heart eyes over how Ziggy never fails to make the mars boys so precious and adorable

ARTISTS

@shelbsart

just fucking around and finding out

@chaptersinprogress

saw look up as a podcast fandom, got curious, listened to it and then never stopped (I’ve listened to the whole thing 5 times over). I blame ziggy.

[chaptersinprogress]

there are a couple of ways you could find a beta:

asking friends (inside/outside the fandom) to beta

through fandom friends who might know betas

dropping an open invitation for betas in the fandom tags

checking out blog profiles to see if they do beta work

(probably more I'm missing out...)

as for etiquette, as far as I'm aware (speaking as a writer and beta myself), there really are no specific hard-and-fast rules to follow.

but @ao3commentoftheday has some pretty good posts that imma link you up with here, here, and here, that will help guide you with stuff like selecting a beta, how to effectively communicate with them, and generally just explain stuff in wayyy more detail than I have haha

I was wondering, does anyone know how to go about finding a beta reader…? And is there some etiquette I should be aware of?

[khrrarepairweek]

hullo mods, I think you tagged my post for day 7 wrongly. it's platonic dino and squalo, not dino/hibari haha -@chaptersinprogress

Hello, Thank you for the message, the post is now fixed with the correct tags! Sorry for the confusion and thank you for your contribution to the event! ~mod Kosaji

[sereiaxz]

if you're up for angst with a happy ending, there's a tol fanfic called if I bleed by @chaptersinprogress!

OH I LOVE IM GONNA CHECK WHEN I END THE ONE IM READING, I LOVE YAaaA

Im a bitch for angst stuff so im totally down for it

[flosimo]

A teaser for Where The Sky Meets The Sea by @chaptersinprogress for @jaskierminibang !

[missypup]

I finally updated This is the Way Home!! Updates are on a chaos schedule for the time being because my life and brain are all chaos. But this project is taking form and progress is coming along!!

Thank you a million times over to @poibynt for being a class act beta reader and to @chaptersinprogress for catching all the little things and giving TWH a final read through!