#coda to anonymous ask

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do you think feng xin has any way of getting over his fear of women. like. we see he's not afraid of lan chang but I'm currently wondering how the fuck that came to be since I don't see him passing by a brothel willingly at all. also asking since I have a fem martial god oc and trying to make them at least somewhat get along

by clicking below this readmore you accept the terms and conditions that i'm 1) going to skate dangerously close to extremely bullshit psychoanalysis, 2) pulling egregiously from headcanons, and 3) it's been 2 years since i read canon end to end. now let us begin

actually another disclaimer: no i'm not writing a nice essay for this i literally have work tomorrow so if it's disorganized mais oui pay me and i'll do better. also, some discussion of sexual assault (canonically happened to jian lan + implications and social mores around it)

i think feng xin's "fear of women" is more complicated than just, "he's afraid of women." phobias can stem from something barely or not at all directly related; in other words, what you react to may not really be the cause of the fear. here's what darian leader, a bri'ish psychoanalyst, has to say on the matter:

"Amnesia, for Freud, was not the only form of defence. There was also a repression that operated by displacement, moving the emotional charge of an event on to some small and contingent detail."

now you may be like "my liege where the fuck are we. why am i tied to this chair. what's freud doing here." shhhh baby i'm working up to it. the question we must first ask, before "how can we fix him" is "what is it that needs fixing?" that is, we need to find the "event" that creates that "emotional charge" that then gets "displaced" on some "detail". most of these we already know or can guess at

event: many possible canon answers, all of them easy. he was under so much stress during the xianle fall and during his time with jian lan (a relationship borne from that very stress to begin with), which of course ends in baby's first thematic heartbreak. if this is the seed, the "event" from which his present-day phobia comes from, then of course the later ju yang problem could have triggered and exacerbated what was once latent anxiety into full-blown neurosis.

before that, he was wary of women. why? because feng xin is a stickler for black and white morality--as such, he likely followed strict codes of conduct for virtuous men towards women. but it's likely that he wasn't so scared that he couldn't fall in love with and have sex with a woman--he simply hadn't developed that phobia yet. that means, so far: i believe feng xin did not have his phobia until later.

this is where we get into headcanon territory as additional support for above. we know that feng xin was raised with the role of guardianship and protection. we can assume that this is a society that values chastity as well, given how people reacted to jian lan's rape as her being defiled, with the rapist expecting that she would marry him to preserve her honor, and it is considered notable that she fought back and demanded justice instead. what does that tell you about the kind of society they all grew up in?

not to mention, this is the society that taught its own crown prince to follow an ascetic path of cultivation, knowing damn full well he was expected as a crown prince to have babies in the future. a massive contradiction (which may be oversight on the author's part but we can't assume that in lit analysis i'm afraid so roll with it we must), but not unheard of, especially in conservative societies. but let's not get caught up in that rabbit hole of purity culture, which does not apply to an eastern-inspired fantasy

back to the points: 1) xianle was a conservative society that valued chastity. 2) feng xin was raised in this society to protect. 3) feng xin has a black and white view of the world. what does this make?

a guy with issues that's what. pre-phobia feng xin was wary of women because, we can assume, society drilled this into his head: women can be defiled. as a protector, it is your job to make sure this does not happen. you, a man, are capable of defiling, so you must watch your conduct so that you don't bring ruin to yourself and others. and there's no nuance, it's all or nothing

i have a lot of problems with that statement too but please consult.... like, any feminist philosopher. i vaguely remember judith butler saying smth about how "possessing the instrument of violence does not make the person inherently a violator" or smth in gender trouble, but surely you can find so many other versions of this statement

is what feng xin learned a truth of the world? NO! is it gonna be the basis of his moral code anyway? YEAH! but this would have worked in theory (internally, the Woman is not treated with respect so much as condescended to, but in practice, ideally, the Chivalric Man would Do No Harm upon the Woman) if two things didn't happen.

ok so right now we've got The Basis of Feng Xin's Moral Code in our hands. falling in love challenges that theory, because here he goes falling for a defiled woman and seeing her as a Person and not an Object to be protected. oh it's going great, he's gonna unlearn the toxic masculinity, he's gonna heal and have a more well-rounded outlook--

and then he gets his heart broken. which REINFORCES THE LESSON, that if you fuck a woman and then you can't protect her (in marriage, the only sanctuary of honor) it will ruin both your lives. now we've got the EVENT that becomes the seed. from here it's easy to see how centuries of requests of a sexual and procreative nature would be reopening that wound over and over and how he gets worse

at this point i think we can now answer some things. "what is it that needs fixing?" feng xin's attitude about sex, which is ingrained into him by both society and reinforced by an unfortunate heartbreak. "what is he afraid of?" not women, but failing his role as a protector by becoming the very instrument of dishonor and violence.

sex for feng xin carries double the negative connotations. now he's like, "i'm never doing that shit again it hurts so bad it's not worth it." "that shit" in this case is intrinsically tied to sex because this was the only period of his life in which he had it. am i saying that slutting it up could save him? if he had other, more neutral sexual experiences, perhaps with people who are not women, could he finally disconnect sex from those flawed conceptions (aha)? moving on

now we get to the second question. if then we accept that feng xin's not afraid of women but of dishonor, all it would really take for him to be normal about a woman is to eliminate every possibility of them being susceptible to that dishonor. in other words, a woman only has to be completely divorced from the notion of sex, completely inaccessible in one form or another. i mean, he's not afraid of ling wen even though she's a woman. why? because ling wen cannot BE fucked, so she is "safe" from him and he can let down his guard.

look. we know that feng xin's not the type of guy to . well he's not pei ming let's just say that, and even pei ming has some honor to him (all his dalliances are consensual). feng xin doesn't have any real reason to be afraid of himself. but when has fear ever been reasonable?

so finally to get to YOUR question, and not just the ones i used to facilitate this yap sesh: i don't think it would be that hard. depending on when this happens in the timeline, either have him come to some realization or other (perhaps it happened before the scene you wish to imagine) that his existence alone is not tainted, or that women aren't clamoring to fuck him (hard to make him unlearn the ju yang prayers though). or make your OC competent enough that he sees this OC primarily as a martial god and not for her femininity

and finally, a coda:

"so if it's not womanhood that terrifies him but sex, specifically 'destroying' or 'defiling' someone via sex, does this mean he's also gonna have problems if such a situation would arise that sex with someone known to have an ascetic cultivation can occur?"

yes. yes it does. :)

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TLDR:

feng xin did not have his phobias yet before jian lan

bro was raised with chivalrous (or chauvinistic) views on women and sex, later reinforced by untimely heartbreak

he is not afraid of women; he is afraid of hurting others in very specific ways, which goes against his born protective "role"

hypothetical ways to ease his fear: give him more perspective or reassure him that a person will not be harmed by him

coda: it's gonna be hard for him to fuck someone with an ascetic cultivation background. on both sides. PLEASE consider this

[alectoperdita]

top ten things fox god seto steals from jounouchi: kisses, chickens, good booze, his virginity- uh. i’m sure there are more but my brain short circuited

Hehehe.

Other things include vegetables from grandma's garden, Jounouchi's spot on the couch, his hoodie, stealing his breath away with his beauty and kisses... 😳

And don't worry, anon, beyond the scope of the main story, you can bet they are knocking boots like crazy over every surface of fox god Seto's hidden villa in the mountain. At least in my head, they will be, while Seto gives Jou the knot often and to both of their great satisfaction.

[chenfordsource]

Do you know anything about Chenford deleted scenes from different seasons of The Rookie? There's one floating around on the Twitterverse and I'm wondering if there are any others?

Hi! Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but that screenshot isn't real. Not sure why someone's passing it off as Chenford but that dialogue is from The Good Doctor.

As for actual deleted scenes, there were some stills from after Wopez's courthouse wedding in 4x02 and a Chris/Lucy scene that we never saw in 5x03. No video/script for either though.

Also, if you're interested, the real original pilot script can be found here as well as in a gifset here. One of my fave lines: Without another word, Tim pulls out, back on the job, a tentative bond forged between rookie and T.O.

[br0adsw0rd]

What's your opinion on the coda, big guy?

Not too excited about it, I'll be honest!

[chappell-roans]

What are some of the biggest Oscar flukes in your opinion?

Coda 💀 but besides that...

Best Picture: I think Chicago is a bizarre Best Picture winner but I really like that movie so I support it (I love hot people!!!) and Marty 1955 kinda too because it's a very idk... small movie but in a good way. Crash winning over Brokeback Mountain is my roman empire tho. (Stupid silly vaguely sexist meme but it’s true.) Also The Life of Emile Zola winning over A Star is Born in 1936? Lmao. Some other forgotten movies that have been eclipsed by more modern faves like How Green is My Valley over Citizen Kane lmaooo. It's still wild to me that Midnight Cowboy won but imo it was very deserved, it's still an excellent movie. Dances with Wolves over Goodfellas kinda wild, same with Forrest Gump over Shawshank Redemption. And now I'm scrolling through a list and: Shakespeare in Love over either Saving Private Ryan or The Thin Red Line? Seriously?

This is going to get long so I'm putting the rest of the categories under a cut so come along for the madness if you want but I got way too into this lmao, hopefully this is answering your question tho.

Best Actor:

Paul Newman should've won for Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.

1967 is an insane year I truly don't know how voters chose like look at this we have some all-time great actors at arguably their very best and most iconic here...

and you didn't ask but once again I think Al Pacino deserved it for Dog Day Afternoon! (Then he got it for Scent of a Woman when maybe Denzel should've gotten it for Malcolm X. But I digress.) Tom Hanks winning back to back years is maybe one of the bigger flukes?????? Especially 1994........ come on. I also find Nicholson winning for As Good as it Gets to be a fluke because I kinda hate that movie and he's not that great in it. But! Again! I digress! Imo Heath Ledger should've won for Brokeback Mountain because PSH could've won basically any other year because Capote is good but not great but here we are in the Oscars biopic or nada era sigh.

Anyone else should've won in 2017.

And I forgot about BoRhap. Let's not talk about that fluke. Same with Joker lowkey and I just I wanna redo all the Oscars now ifsdnlkzm. (Give it to him for 2017 and You Were Never Really Here!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD.)

Barring Gary Oldman again, what a good category. Riz Ahmed gave my favorite performance of the awards season but wild that Chadwick didn't win. (And Steven Yeun could've won for Burning. BUT ANYWAY.)

And let's also not talk about The Whale and also not about that fact that fucking horny posting aside, Paul Mescal gave my favorite performance of 2022 that I've seen.

Best Actress:

Gloria Swanson should've won.

I think everything that As Good As It Gets won was a fluke bc again. Movie kinda sucks. Sharon Stone should've won for Casino. This has just become a bitch session! I'm just getting surprised my favs didn't win. Same w Shirley MacLaine not winning for The Apartment. Sandra Bullock winning for The Blind Side of all things is bullshit but whatever. Frances McDormand winning for Nomadland is kinda random af, same w Jessica Chastain but good for her.

Bitch session over i can't do this anymorenldfkmz

[themculibrary]

Thunderbolts (2025) Masterlist

all along the watchtower (ao3) - neonheartbeat yelena/bob E, 13k

Summary: “Did you want to talk about anything?” she asked before she could lose her nerve about it.

“What, um,” he said, and immediately there was the guard on his face, the mask. “What did— what do I— what do you think I might want to talk about?”

Yelena swallowed. The doors were still open. “Oh, I don’t know. Uh, like the, uh, crazy things my dad says. Like, maybe if you wanted to talk about that, I thought, you know, you could come in and we could talk about that.”

Bob didn’t move for a moment. His dark eyes were fixed on the floor, on the crack between the elevator and the floor to her room. On the void between, tiny and endless, a crack of pitch blackness in the building that eyes never saw and a finger couldn’t fit into, but a void all the same. “Do you… want to talk about that?” he asked, his voice quiet and low and cautious.

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In the aftermath of the Void, Bob and Yelena work through some stuff together.

An Unexpected Deal (ao3) - gayasawindow yelena/kate T, 1k

Summary: Bucky and Walker tag along with Yelena to meet her secret contact and pick up some equipment.

at the end of the day (ao3) - 17o2585 sam/bucky G, 2k

Summary: He sits on the neatly made bed for a while, head in his hands. He sees it, again and again. Steve and the train. The Red Room girls. Zola and that damned chair. The black. The void. The empty dull ache. There is a knock on the door, and when Bucky drags his head up, the room has darkened past sunset.

It’s Yelena at the doorway. “Yasha,” she says. “There is someone who wants to talk to you.”

A man steps into the doorframe. It’s Sam.

aka: a fix-it post credit scene because I will never give up on sambucky

Can It Be? (ao3) - gayasawindow yelena/kate T, 3k

Summary: Kate confronts Yelena about her new team.

caught between the tides of pain and rapture (ao3) - midnightdragons sam/bucky T, 6k

Summary: Watching the events of NYC unfold from his and Bucky's DC apartment, Sam fears the worst. Bucky's having the longest day of his life, and just wants to go home.

Centripetal (ao3) - Anonymous yelena/bob N/R, 1k

Summary: Bob smelled like sugar and static. It was a strange thing to notice, but that’s what happened when you sat next to someone for six hours straight while pretending not to like them more than anyone else in the room.

OR

Yelena and Bob figuring it out. Whatever ”it” is.

Date Night Debrief (ao3) - Annie D (scaramouche) sam/bucky G, 1k

Summary: Bucky knows he has some explaining to do.

Coda for Thunderbolts, set somewhere before the post-credits scene.

Heard you got a friend, what's his head like? (ao3) - Fujoshi_Urameshi bucky/john E, 1k

Summary: Walker attempts to coordinate a mission with Bucky as part of The New Avengers, it doesn't quite work out.

If you can't fight it, fuck it (ao3) - lenzo_AS yelena/bob E, 4k

Summary: A glimpse into Yelena and Bob's relationship (Oh, and the Thunderbolts* is also there, I guess).

It went poorly (ao3) - Zennobi_309 sam/bucky N/R, 1k

Summary: A little fiction on the discussion between Sam and Bucky before the post-credit scene.

kiss me through the phone (ao3) - brewstersbru sam/bucky N/R, 1k

Summary: New Avengers? Really?

When Bucky gets the text from Sam—three, incredulous words—he can't help the stone that lodges and sinks in his gut.

***

In which I explore the dreaded, complex phone call.

Little Bit (ao3) - t4t_poolverine yelena/bob E, 3k

Summary: He buries his face in his pillow, squeezing his eyes closed again in a failed effort to force himself back to sleep. He flops onto his back, staring up at the ceiling as he’s left with nothing to think about but all of the things he feels guilty for.

Partners (ao3) - starks_children G, 1k

Summary: Bucky decides to come to Sam about a recent call, but he doesn't quite get the reaction he expected from his partner.

Spring into Summer (And the Winters Gone) (ao3) - hellsbells1109 sam/bucky T, 2k

Summary: “Can I ask you something?” Sam asks, but doesn’t wait for an answer. “Why would you say all those things about me being good enough to be Captain America, to lead the Avengers, and then do it yourself?”

or; the memory Bucky saw in the void, and the argument between him and Sam Wilson

or;or; I am a child of divorce

the odyssey of recollection (ao3) - signifier T, 5k

Summary: The one where the Thunderbolts have to go through their own worst memories to reach Yelena and Bob, and must, reluctantly, do it together.

thunderbolts (ao3) - badgerinbloom sam/bucky T, 1k

Summary: Sam and Bucky have a disagreement about Thunderbolts. But it's okay, they talk about it like adults.

Thunderbolts Post-Credit Scene (pre-watch edition) (ao3) - Promsie yelena/kate T, 2k

Summary: After the events of Thunderbolts* there is one person Yelena must see under all circumstances.

You Are Not What HYDRA Made You (ao3) - kittyhazelnut sam/bucky T, 5k

Summary: And just like that, Bucky Barnes’s political career is over.

Congress convenes, he resigns, and then he and the Thunderbolts – or the "New Avengers," they're calling themselves now – decide to grab some pizza. They saved the world from an ever-growing Void of fear and bad memories. They've earned a quiet day in together.

Then Sam Wilson shows up.

And Bucky just breaks.

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On This Day In Schitt's Creek: March 9

2018

Gifts [david/patrick, T, 848] by scoob2222

Spoilers for 4x07. Patrick's gives David anniversary gifts 1, 2, and 3.

2019

Chop [david/patrick, G, 400] by amoama

David is chopping logs for the fire.

david rose: world's okayest brother [david/patrick, G, 1,329] by winterfire22

alexis used to be a globe-trotting, trouble-getting-into, bad-boyfriend-picking disaster. david still has stress dreams about it from time to time.

Enough [david/patrick, G, 2,326] by MadAlien

When visiting a gay bar with Patrick for the first time, David gets jealous and insecure.

Grand Slam [david/patrick, E, 2,239] by bigficenergy

Obligatory softball uniform fun, post-"The M.V.P."

leave your troubles outside... [david/patrick, T, 1,472] by @startswithhope

Patrick has a less than stellar Cabaret rehearsal and all he needs is David. And kissing. But mainly, David.

2020

Ancient Persian Asshats for Feminism [gen, T, 392] by Mosca

Alexis makes hamantaschen for her high school World Cultures Day assignment. And for feminism.

Cousins, Hotels, and Prada Bags [david/patrick, G, 939] by serpendaigle

Patrick is walking his cousin down the aisle. David promises to be on his best behaviour.

Truth or Dare [stevie/alexis, T, 4,792] by anonymous

“Truth or Dare, Brewer.” There was a hard glint to Stevie’s dazed eyes, but the steely effect was somewhat softened by the lingering flush to her cheeks, the silky tangle of her dark hair still mussed from Alexis’ hands, the uneven cadence of her breath. Patrick grinned at her, all too pleased at facilitating the kiss he knew she’d never ask for. -- Stevie gets back at Patrick during Truth or Dare.

2021

At Your Most Beautiful [david/patrick, G, 913] by @januarium

Sometimes Patrick kisses David so gently it’s almost too much to bear. David expects it when they greet each other, can almost cope with the oh-so-soft kisses that Patrick drops on his neck so often it must be instinct at this point. But there’s other times—all sorts of times—when Patrick will casually drop the sweetest little kisses on David like he doesn’t even know how much they mean.

Estonia [moira/johnny, G, 300] by Rosey_Peach

i love you like never before [david/patrick, T, 1,417] by @5ambreakdown

Instead of a day filled with gushing over his husband, great food, and physical attention, he will have to send out a search party and go down the list of their contacts to make calls and ask everyone they know when they last saw David. patrick wakes up on the morning of david's [redacted] birthday, only to find that his husband is decidedly not there.

I remember everything you say [david/patrick, G, 723] by @rmd-writes

An Open Mic coda featuring the missing kiss we've all seen the photos of

Rose's Place [david/patrick, T, 7,492] by fairmanor

None of them had really intended this to happen, nor did they anticipate it. To David’s relief, the news of their staying here never did get too much further than those old message boards, but some miscommunication down the line had everyone assuming that the motel was a place for longterm stay. Stevie would have corrected it if David hadn’t refused to let her. An AU where the motel sort of turns into a hostel, and Patrick decides to stay there instead of living with Ray.

soft on the inside [david/patrick, M, 1,206] by @blackandwhiteandrose

David twitched a little on a particularly slow brush of fingertips, “That tickles.” “Sorry?” Patrick glanced up, clearly unapologetic. “Why there? I can think of many places those fingers are better put to use,” David told him. OR Patrick discovers his new favorite part of David's body.

The Suit [david/patrick, T, 1,275] by @steviestoospooky

David and Patrick are getting ready to walk the red carpet for the Sunrise Bay premier in L.A. Patrick sees David in his suit for the first time and has feelings Written in response to Dan Levy's lewk from the Critics' Choice Awards

Where all my thoughts go hiding [david/patrick, E, 2,340] by @kiwiana-writes

“Such a gorgeous gift for me in such plain packaging.” David’s voice is low and reverent, no hint of the teasing that’s sure to accompany the loud crack of his hand on Patrick’s ass, but still. Something about the word plain makes Patrick squirm. And, well. He’s never pretended not to be a competitive little shit.

2022

(not) all business [david/patrick, G, 470] by @filet-o-feelings

Patrick is basically the walking definition of all business. Which is why David is taken aback when he starts to feel something about him. Some very non-business related feelings.

can't avoid the sun [david/patrick, G, 532] by @filet-o-feelings

Patrick Brewer never thought the brightest light would come from the darkest places, but here he is bearing witness to it.

don’t have many good reasons to leave my room (i did most things to get to you) [rachel/twyla, T, 462] by @turningtimeinthetardis

Alexis’ new city never sleeps, so she doesn’t, either, and replacing a dream with distractions couldn’t be easier.

I like the me that I am with him [david/patrick, T, 3,226] by @blackandwhiteandrose

Patrick's been up since (before) five, thinkin' about... stuff. * * He’s been awake since somewhere around 3:30, and he’s not even sure when he fell asleep - he distinctly remembers seeing 2:13 am on the clock. Because he couldn’t stop touching his lips and smiling. Because David had kissed him. Because he could barely contain the hope and ecstatic joy buzzing in his veins, and it’s more than he’s ever felt in the entirety of his almost-30 years. Because today is the first day of the rest of his life.

Paradise Found [david/patrick, M, 5,013] by @chelle-68

Yet, through it all, over the years, David and Patrick have been steady. They’ve always had each other’s backs. They’ve barely had an argument outside their gentle teasing and easy banter. Now here they were, 18 years old, almost high school graduates, dealing with their first real falling out. All because Patrick doesn’t know what the hell he’s doing. Patrick discovers something about himself with the help of his best friend and a Meatloaf song.

the earth is moving, but i can't feel the ground [david/patrick, T, 846] by @simplymarleycat

After dropping David off at the motel (and the most amazing, incredible, life changing kiss), Patrick isn't ready to go home yet, opting for a drive to sort through all these feelings.

2023

Ink [david/patrick, G, 100] by @sspaz1000

Patrick takes up journaling after David asks for space.

2024

Disabled [david/patrick, G, 1,587] by Rose_Bud_Boy

A frustrating day at Rose Apothecary causes a tic attack, forcing Patrick to ask David to drive him home. While waiting, guilt swirls in his stomach over thoughts of inadequacy.

Stats:

No fanworks for 2017 2018: 1 fic/848 words 2019: 5 fics/7,766 words 2020: 3 fics/6,123 words 2021: 8 fics/15,756 words 2022: 6 fics/10,549 words 2023: 1 fic/100 words 2024: 1 fic/1,587 words Total: 25 fics/42,729 words

[dangerpronebuddie]

surprise self-rec time! pick 3 of your favorite things you’ve written and share them here, then put this in the inbox (anonymously or not) of your fellow writers to spread the positivity and help celebrate already written fics ❤️

Thank you (and @thekristen999 and @tizniz) for the asks!! Picking was such a difficult decision! I think I'll go with...

I Am What I Am Cause You Trained Me (5k)

Eddie (+Buck) vs the Diaz parents! The confrontation I desperately want (and probably will not get).

Hold me like you'll never let me go (1.4k)

Post 8x08 coda! I wrote it in less than an hour and cried through it too. Easily one of my favorites I've ever written.

They Say She's Gone Too Far (This Time) (8.7k)

My beloved Hildy fic! It flopped, but I still love it. (I don't know if it was because I fucked up the publication date or if it's just not everyone's thing. But it doesn't matter, it's still my baby 🥰).

[zmediaoutlet]

Survey results time.

At time of downloading the data we got just over 300 responses, which is not bad for a survey that was long and complicated to take! I'm sure my shamelessness helped. Being a survey for a specific crowd, we also didn't get anyone (as far as I could tell) taking the survey in bad faith, which is a legit surprise. Special shout-out to the several people who, when asked to write literally anything to say they understood what was going on, wrote "literally anything"; additional shout-out to the person who wrote "penus and hole" (sic). You get it, anonymous person.

I'm going to share the top results for the questions here, but I'll also include the raw data as a sheet at the end in case anyone wants to actually go through it with a fine-tooth comb. This is not a survey where cute pie charts or graphs would be useful or readable, so get ready for some sweet-ass numbers:

Story Genre

Unsurprisingly, our leaderboard for most favorite story genre in the 'Anytime!' category is as follows:

Hurt/comfort (153 votes)

Angst (142 votes)

PWP (139 votes)

We just like the guys to get the shit beaten out of them, angstily, and then they can feel better by jerking off about it. The ideal evening.

The big loser in genre, with 34 buds flat out saying "not for me", was Dark!fic. That said, Dark!fic also got 112 votes (third highest) for "has to be JUST right," so we can probably take from there that while as a group we don't hate dark content, we have pretty strict definitions for a) what counts as dark, and b) what kind of dark we're willing to take.

Gencest/gen was arguably the most 'eh, idk?' of the genres, with respectable showings in every category from Anytime to No; most people don't hate it, but people aren't really seeking it out either. It's definitely There.

Story Setting

The winner of most 'Anytime!' votes for story setting is close to my heart; the podium is:

Bunker era (142 votes)

Canon-close, codas, etc (129 votes)

Pre-series/weechesters (126 votes)

It feels good to know that canon is on our side. This may help explain why various alternate universe settings didn't do so hot with the respondents -- the least fave according to this survey is an age!swap AU, followed by a raised apart!AU. Writers who are making Sam the big brother who lives in Cleveland while baby Dean lives in Seattle, you keep living your truth, but readers are rearing back.

That being said, while Canon Divergence isn't an overall winner, it has a full 149 votes in the 'Dig it' category; so, while we may generally prefer canon, we're willing to be led on a garden path away from it. We just want canon to be within shouting distance, at least.

Canonical Character Variants

Here's where the survey gets more complex. I've always been interested in how and why people are fandoming about things, and simple 'yes/no' surveys rarely dig into that meat. The point of the superego/ego/id separation is to really interrogate -- hey, do you like to read about (for example) soulless!Sam because you find it interesting on a high-minded level, or because your heart-strings are getting tugged even if you think it's kinda dumb, or just because it makes you so hornt-up you can't think straight? All are valid, and all are possible simultaneously, but it's interesting to prod at to see how the interest is working. You might also just be like, eh, it's fine, or GOD, STOP, and that's fine too. So, with all that said:

Superego winners:

demon powers!Sam (202 votes)

soulless!Sam (177 votes)

blood addict!Sam (160 votes)

Y'all like to really brain about how Sam is fucked up. I get it.

Ego winners:

Trials of Hell!Sam (186 votes)

blood addict!Sam (180 votes)

demon powers!Sam (161 votes)

Still all Sam, and no surprise that his saintly pale sleeplessness is winning the heartstrings battle.

Id winners:

demon!Dean (205 votes)

demon powers!Sam (175 votes)

blood addict!Sam (165 votes)

Again, no surprise: fandom girlies (gn) love their bad boys, lol. Soulless snuck in at #4 here with 163, presumably because working out still wearing a belt was juuuust dorky enough to kick him off the podium; #5 was Smith & Wesson at 162, probably because if they'd been left in that AU for ten more minutes they would have been fucking over the top of Dean Smith's desk. Glad we're all on the same page, there.

The nopes here were an interesting mix. In the full-on No Thank You category we had Michael!Dean and Gadreel!Sam (with 52 and 53 votes respectively) -- it would be interesting to know if that was due to dread of the storyline specifically, or just how No Bad Wrong it felt to have it happening. These two also led the 'meh' category, although they were joined on the podium of bad by Endverse!Dean (128 Meh votes), which frankly shocked me. Y'all aren't into his thigh holster? C'mon now. Sure, he murders his friends without compunction, but -- thigh holster!

Story Tropes

These ones were fascinatingly all over the place, which is exactly why I wanted to do this. Going to just run down the S/E/I podiums real quick, then 'Hard sell', then No --

Superego winners:

Outsider!POV (211)

Someone Finds Out (191)

Mental health issues (190)

Ego winners:

Mutual pining (252)

First time (242) AND Sick/injured (242)

First time in a long time (235)

Id winners:

Jealousy/possessiveness (224)

First time (218)

First time in a long time (180)

Now, part of what's interesting about these is how they fall off in other categories. Outsider POV wins handily at Superego with 211, but then drops all the way down to 92 votes at Id -- which isn't nothing, but clearly it's preferred to have a heckin' think about how other people view the incest relationship, rather than thinking it's just So Hot that people might. Similarly, while people do think it's so so hot for one brother or the other (or both!) to be possessive at 224 votes, when it comes to the superego that drops right down to 134 votes, presumably as the brain wakes up and goes RED FLAG!

Entering the land of no thank you, we shall have two anti-podiums:

Real hard sell:

Infidelity (127)

magic/powers!Dean (125)

Unrequited/no relationship upgrade (110) AND "Carver Edlund" fandom

This is a much more mixed bag. Infidelity and Unrequited are no surprise here, because it Feels Bad, Man; magic!Dean also not really a surprise, given that most of our respondents prefer being closer to canon, and Dean is very much our mundane buddy in the show as presented. (A delightful buddy, but a distinctly nonmagical one.) Carver Edlund fandom makes me laugh mostly because it's such a bananas thing to exist in the show. Sam and Dean reading big bang fics about each other? Collectively we just... don't know what to do with that. Weird.

Squick/No/Maybe one exception:

Permanent character death (140)

Infidelity (108)

Eating disorders (102)

Again, no surprise in the anti-winners of 1 or 2 here, but number 3 surprised me, personally. ED fic used to be a pretty big wedge of common tropes that people would seek out. Perhaps it's gotten less popular over the years? Or perhaps just that the people who like it REALLY like it and so chat about it out loud, while those who don't quietly bury it in sand, lo as a cat does with their leavings.

Most extreme delta in 'general interest' (whether that be S,E, or I) to 'ehh' (whether that be Hard Sell or Squick) is first time. Y'all loooove your first time.

Sexy Tropes, Vol. 1

This is where I really wanted to know if people could pull apart their interests between brain and heart and guts. Hopefully people were honest, as requested. Some of them we know are slight liar answers, because the hits on AO3 tell a story that can't be refuted -- nevertheless, here's what people were willing to admit to.

Bulletproof kink/will read any version:

Bedsharing (158)

Incest kink (139)

Size kink (133)

your friendly neighborhood survey creator is jumping up and down going 'wooo' that size kink made the podium. also I hope everyone understood that incest kink meant, like, indulging in the incest of it all via 'oh you're so totes my brother and i want to suck your dingle for that reason specifically', but I realize that could've been clearer.

Easy sell/you don't have to work hard for me to enjoy:

shameless bottom!Dean stuff (151)

switching (147)

voyeurism (138)

the first one here genuinely surprises me considering what I see getting written most often; is this a case of just not being in the right venn diagrams, or the 'easy sell' just not matching up with what people are being sold? Curiouser and curiouser.

Medium sell/not my fave, but I can see how it appeals:

bad/awkward sex (120)

phone sex (114)

in [drug/alcohol] veritas (110)

edging into awkward town in a few ways here: we don't love these, but we can see how it'd be fun. or not fun, in the case of bad sex.

Hard sell/this is unbelievable or uninteresting so you have to work hard to get me to enjoy it:

always-another-gender!AU (84)

multiple Sams or Deans (73)

genderswap (magic) (72)

so, in general, we prefer to keep the penises around and intact, but just one Sam penis and one Dean penis, please. Here, I'm interested that the volume is much lower than in the top category: maxing out at 84 hard sells compared to 158 bulletproof options means that we're willing to give more of these tropes a chance, even if they're not our faves. How accepting we are!

Squick/no/maybe one exception:

always-another-gender!AU (83)

A/B/O elements (65)

multiple Sams or Deans (51)

strong overlap with the hard sell; and, keeping in mind that people were able to choose multiple options, it's possible that some of those were identical votes. Again, please keep the penises straightforward and only two at a time. A/B/O is interesting here, especially given what we know of how well it does on AO3; while it's a big squick for a lot of people, it also has decently high votes in bulletproof/easy, averaging 82 votes. Mixed bag!

Sexy Tropes Vol. 2, Electric Boogaloo

Bulletproof kink/will read any version:

Possessive/claiming sex (129)

Marking (hickeys/bruising) (116)

Hair pulling (103)

Let's glance back up at the Id winners in the story tropes above, hmm quietly to ourselves, and move on.

Easy sell/you don't have to work hard for me to enjoy:

Marking (hickeys/bruising) (135)

Hair pulling (130)

Possessive/claiming sex (121)

Well, that's boring. So let's expand so as not to be repetitive:

4. Dub-con (116) 5. Dom/sub (113) AND Underage (113) 6. Knifeplay (107)

There we go. Pretty easy to put all of those into one fic, too.

Medium sell/not my fave, but I can see how it appeals:

Blindfolds (128)

Painplay (116)

Shibari/rope play (112)

We're starting to lose interest as accessories come into play. Interesting to compare D/s and its relative success against painplay -- so, tell him what to do, but don't hit him while you're doing it. Fair enough.

Hard sell/this is unbelievable or uninteresting so you have to work hard to get me to enjoy it:

Fucking machines (94)

Vore (80)

Mommy!kink (77)

Entertaining mix here, haha. General feasibility may be rearing its head here. (Also, for my own entertainment: daddy!kink got 67 Hard Sell votes. People generally prefer to keep it as horizontal incest, not vertical incest.)

Squick/no/maybe one exception:

Feederism (164)

Vore (161)

Extreme underage (157)

No surprises here, although some fans of the nibbly variety of wincest may be disappointed by vore's poor placement. Note also that 'extreme' is in the eye of the beholder; we'll leave aside value judgments, as we have for the whole survey, and note that people are not indulging in a version of underage they find to be personally past the line, or at least are not admitting to that.

At a glance, the closest matchup between bulletproof for some and a squick to others is bloodplay, with just 1 vote separating the two categories: 44 bulletproof, 43 squick. Next time someone tries to tell you that 'everyone' likes or doesn't like something, please take it with an entire shaker full of salt.

Dynamic & Position Preferences

I tried to encourage people not to think too hard about this one and just answer on instinct. Who knows if that worked. But here are some overview takes:

Toppy/dominant: Sam takes the lead here, with 69% of respondents being in the 'Love it!' category. Nice. (217 votes)

Dom Dean earned a respectable 52% of 'Love it!' votes (163).

However, I was also interested to check out the inverse --

subby!Sam: 44 'Very no thank' votes (13%) subby!Dean: 27 'Very no thank' votes (8%)

It's interesting to leap way back up and compare that against 'shameless bottom!Dean stuff' doing so well in the rated E categories. Makes you ponder.

Actual sex position: Frequently switching takes the win here, with 61% of the vote (194 votes). Sam always topping edges out if people must choose, with 144 votes; Dean always topping is our lowest choice, with 112.

Service!topping: this is a fairly niche fic type, but it does still exist -- I guess in a world of bottoms someone's got to actually get up and do something, and it is hilariously an almost perfectly even split:

service!top Sam: 50.17% (151 votes) service!top Dean: 51.50% (155 votes)

A healthy percentage of people said they didn't care about these questions either way, and more power to them. However, they were wildly outvoted by those who did.

Multishipping Time

Our final categories are when other people get their grubby hands on Sam or Dean, either canonically(ish) or in our fandom activities.

Canonical relationships for Sam

Jess wins, quelle surprise. :) 161 people Dug It and who can blame them.

Amelia LOSES, shocking no one: 112 people said Fuck That.

Eileen was definitely a mixed bag; her results, in order, were: Meh: 92; Fuck that: 76; Worse than meh: 66; Dug it: 44.

Canonical(ish) relationships for Dean

Note here: it was too unbalanced if we only went with people Dean officially dated. However, the show leaned hard into a few unrequited male relationships for him, which we included here, and no one sent me hate about it so I guess that was fine.

Benny wins the Love It! category with 129 votes, barely edging out Cassie at 122. Benny is best boy, so that fits.

Cas loses with a full 99 Fuck That votes, which is probably what we'd expect from a wincest survey. That said, he also got 93 Dug It votes, so it's a pretty balanced showing.

Poor Lisa sits firmly at Meh with 148 votes. It's not that we hate you, Lisa; we just don't really know what to do with you. Which is pretty much how the relationship went in the show.

Shipping Sam like FedEx

We returned to the S/E/I model for shipping as we did for tropes, because it means something very different to go 'oh sure, I can see how that would be interesting' vs saying 'I want them to fuck rawnasty and I don't care why they're doing it.' Apologies if I left out your favorite side-ship but, shit, there's only so much time in the day.

So, we return to the podiums:

Superego:

Ruby (132)

Rowena (121)

Cas (102)

Ego:

Rowena (121)

Cas (106)

Ruby (90)

Id:

Ruby (125)

John (121)

Rowena (118)

So that was going on sedately until Dad came in like a hammer. Fascinating. On the other hand:

No:

Lisa (234)

Donna (222)

Claire (219)

Interesting to me that these three are ladies that Sam theoretically could have got up in but people are not into it, regardless. This is slightly different to Dean's 'no' category -- spoilers for three inches of screen space!

Dean, Shipped by UPS

Superego:

John (129)

Benny (115)

Lisa (99)

Ego:

Benny (134)

John (116)

Lisa (102)

Id:

John (147)

Benny (128)

Crowley (114)

Well. That tells a slightly different story, ahem. Enjoy the various tropes that will be applied, Dean! And then we get:

No:

Amelia (245)

Kevin (223)

Gabriel (217)

Comparing to the Sam 'no' above -- these three are slightly more 'traditional' Sam ships, though the wincest shippers are nevertheless not into them for Sam, either. Dean literally never spoke to or saw Amelia on screen, so it'd be a determined shipper who'd make that happen. Not undoable, though!

Conclusion

Syke: there isn't one to be made. This really shows how diverse the taste is in the wincest community, or at least in the wincest community that a) happened to see this survey over the last five days and b) bothered to take it. This particular group leans slightly toward e.g. toppy Sam, or slightly toward switching, but when you look at raw numbers what you see is that at least one person LOVES every single one of these things, and at least one person fucking HATES every single one of these things, and so -- so what? Write what you want. If you see a niche of something that you love where you feel like not enough people are writing or reading, try to fill it. If you're worried "no one" will like it, well -- you're wrong. Someone will. It just needs to get seen by the right people.

That's where fandom comes in, to spread the love even if something isn't bulletproof for us -- reblogging a post to say, 'hey, my mutual made this thing, look at it!' What a joy it'd be if someone saw it and loved it to absolute shattering bits, and then found their little bulletproof community, and happiness was made. What's the point, if we're not making each other happy.

Thanks for participating if you did, and reading all this if you did. Here's a link to a google sheet (read only) with all the tables of raw data if you're interested. I'll post some of the more entertaining fill-in answers later.

s&d shipping survey results: November 1, 2023 - Google Sheets

[mymanreedus]

"There was a scene that we had shot, but when it was decided to put the coda in we felt like it would conflict with the Rick and Michonne bit. So we took it out," Nicotero told Insider over Zoom.

An individual close to the series later told Insider the "cut scene" was actually the finale's original ending, which would've jumped forward in time. A second individual familiar with the series, who asked to remain anonymous, but whose identity is known to Insider, corroborated the below.

After Daryl rode off, we cut forward to the Freedom Parkway, outside Atlanta — where the iconic shot of Rick rode down from the pilot. See an ethanol-modified van, with a young woman and man in the front seats (in their twenties). And through the scene, we come to realize it's adult RJ and Judith. Other adult versions of the kids are in the back — Coco, Gracie, etc. They're out there, looking to escort any survivors back to their communities. Continuing the legacy of their parents. As RJ speaks over the radio, he finishes with: "If you can hear me, answer back. This is Rick Grimes." (Which, of course, is his name — and the line Rick said in the pilot.) Then we end with the voice of a survivor answering back: "...Hello?"

Insider

photo by duane_charles_manwiller

[randomrecsknifedrawer]

OPLA Zosan Fics (P2)

Worse Fates by 9_of_Clubs

“Get out.” Zoro tries to snarl, but his voice trembles.

“Get out.” Sanji chortles, above him. Dark humor laces through the words, laughing but laugh-less, and worry drenches into them, doesn’t bother to disguise itself. “Can you believe this guy?” He asks the ceiling.

---

Or, often, pain gets worse at night. Or, can there ever be enough wound tending, really? Or, I read about Sanji's other backstory and couldn't resist a little kiss of angst. Another little coda to the OPLA finale.

Word Count: 1,763  - Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Wound Tending, Touch Starved, OPLA

orange peels and sips of gin by caddigan

"So it’s no surprise that Luffy eventually comes up with the idea of a crew bonding activity- truth or dare. Zoro manages to get drinks on the agenda as well, so now all five crew members lay spread out beneath the deck in the mess hall, lights dim and conversation raucous."

truth or dare is, in hindsight, a horrible idea.

Word Count: 4,003 - Fluff, Team As a Family, Truth or Dare, Bickering, OPLA

Not Special by socksock **accounts only

The Strawhats are a group of huggers. And Zoro's fine with it. Except when it's the waiter.

Word Count: 9,843 - Idiots to Lovers, Flirting, OPLA, Mature

You'll whisper lies to me (and one of them will be true) by Anonymous

Sanji introduces Zoro to Two Truths and a Lie. He only ever plays with Zoro, and all his lies are shit.

(Alternatively: Sanji subjects himself to the mortifying ordeal of being known by Zoro. He does everything in his power to ensure Zoro doesn't realize that's what's happening.)

Word Count:  5,277 - Drinking Games, Miscommunication, Getting to Know Each Other, OPLA

lovefool by olgaphobia

“You're trying to distract me,” Zoro says.

Sanji hums, drops his head onto Zoro's shoulder, and feels his own pain, feels Zoro's intake of breath. Sits there, kinda sleepy now, Usopp making snuffling noises horizonal on the other side of the table, and Zoro very warm under his cheek. Maybe he is too drunk, because his eyes are closing and his breathing is evening out, and the hurt isn't that much, anymore, can barely feel it at all.

“You little shit,” Zoro says eventually.

Sanji grins to himself, says more to Zoro’s neck, “You think?"

/ / /

The many loves of Sanji's life.

Alternatively: Of course he's fucking with him.

Word Count: 9,110 - Getting Together, Idiots in Love, Character Study, Food Metaphors, OPLA

Understanding by kairiSparda

Zoro still recovering from his injury doesn't really understand the Waiter from the Baratie.

Sanji the only one with some experience in injury treatment feels the need to help him recover, after all he can't leave his dear captain without his moss for brains first mate.

Word Count: 3,350 - Injury Recovery, Pre-Relationship, Character Study, OPLA

[k-fic-collection]

Author Appreciations M

To celebrate The K-Fic Collection’s one year anniversary, we decided that we’d host an Author Appreciation Event!

What that means, is that for the past couple of weeks, we had a form and our asks open for people to anonymously send notes of love and appreciation for k-pop authors on Tumblr. 

We received many notes and fic recommendations from many lovely people, and as promised we’ve compiled them into several posts based on alphabetical order.

We hope you enjoy reading the lovely notes and fics recommended below!

Appreciations for @magicshopaholic

“EASILY the most underrated writer on here!! The skill it takes to weave the seven storylines across YEARS is tremendous and Cath doesn't even break a sweat. This series is full-stop phenomenal, what is it doing on tumblr, we should be charged money for this. The planning is MASTERFUL, the comedy is stupendous, the characterization of the members is spot on, the OCs are DELIGHTFUL and wonderfully unique from each other, and the ANGST IS ANGSTING BABY.”

Recommended work by magicshopaholic

Posting Timeline (for a series)

“READ THIS FIC READ THIS FIC I AM TELLING YOU YOU NEED TO READ THIS FIC”

Appreciations for @miabebe

“ahhh I'm such a sucker for everything you wrote, especially the reverse prompt. You're just so good at writing that I'd read 24/7 if I could. Please don't rush and take your time because we know you'll serve and we can just wait a bit”

Appreciations for @miniseokminnies

“bennie has a wonderful and natural and rhythmic style to her writing. they create the sweetest moments just with a few words, and i think they're particularly amazing at just encapsulating Vibes. it's like she has a vision and manages to just put it straight into the reader's head with their words (language choice + structure especially!), and it makes you all giddy on the inside.”

Appreciations for @mochacoda

“coda! ever since I read "too nice" for shua, I knew your fics would be an absolute hit on caratblr. for starters, the way you barely even have to push the story along is admirable; there are no forced interactions in your writing, as everything falls smoothly in place - just like it was simply meant to be. I hope you continue to write for both caratblr and your own enjoyment - you should be extremely proud of yourself!”

Appreciations for @moni-logues

“Moni is a GREAT WRITER and more people need to know about these fics!! Sadly we lost the GOATS (AFL and Kintsugi) in the blog purge but I trust Moni to GIVE THEM BACK TO US eventually!!! Moni is also secretly VERY funny and wonderful to talk to even if she does sometimes have very questionable taste such as black-listing Vernon (lying to herself, really. We understand, Moni. We do.). <3”

Recommended work by moni-logues

Empty Box

Appreciations for @mylovesstuffs

“Thank you for writing so consistently and always keeping your readers in mind. You're one of those few writers that write svt reactions and I know it can be hard so I hope you know that you're allowed to take break whenever you need to. I love you and your reactions and you've been posting fics too and I read them too. Always take care”

“Thank you for always being considerate and conscious of everything. You're one of those writers who is very sensitive about covering sensitive and triggering topics like mental health and illness. You could deny those requests but you always take them and handle with so much grace. I have read your reaction about gummy smile and I really cried 😭 no one wrote something like that and it made me feel so much better that you wrote it and I related. I'll always be your fan”

“Celesteeeee!!! I think you have a knack for reading people. Like you literally read svt so well?!??! Most of your Svt reactions makes so much sense and feels like it's them. Obviously we don't know them but based on how much we do—you really write them well. I read all of your fics too and I think you write the members as the protagonist well suited into their own characters. It's really hard to do too, but idk how u do it. Everyone, please read her reactions and fics, it's just so perfect!!!”

Recommended works by mylovesstuffs

all our love

“This one has very few notes compared to her usual posts but I think it deserved more 😭 it took me down a memory lane and I just saw my old days as a carat”

OT13 reconciliation after accusing them

It's not cute

“This one was so good and like very honest and human and wasn't sugar coating for the sake of plot. She kept it very much realistic because I suffer from it too. Like she could've turned it to something different and maybe romantise it because people like to read romantised things (which is not that wrong) but she kept it real. I'll recommend it to you if you need a bit comfort and like come back down to earth”

OT13 reacting if their s/o who's struggling with eating properly and worrying about their weight

The Admirer Was Right in Front of You

“She wrote a fic for kim mingyu called 'the admirer was right in front of you' and it's so good! Especially jeonghan, seungkwan and soonyoung was literally them in the fic!!!! You won't understand unless you read it”

“I'm absolutely in love with this. Celeste, even if you wrote it months ago, it's not cringe!! It's only you who thinks that. I really enjoyed this, very rare to read something like this whivh is romantic, soft, domestic, perfect comedy and angst without any smut. Can't find anything without smut these days but it was definitely very electric iykwim. I even think all the members were portrayed like how they actually are 😭 it's just so mind-blowing. You're amazing”

Thank you to everyone who sent in notes. We’re really happy that you participated in this event and helped us to show appreciation for some of the wonderful writers of k-pop Tumblr!

Appreciation compilation posts: A-C. D-E. F-G. H. I-L. M. N-R. S. T-1.

Run and created by Head Librarian Chee and Head Librarian JiJi. Updated: 13/06/2025.

[0enoth]

MORE ABOUT 0ENOTH!!

Hi! i'm 0enoth! i'm an indie rpg maker dev space alien that enjoys being on the internet. Beep boop 👽👽👽

Here is (another) intro post ^_^

I've been a HUGE rpg maker games fan since 2015-2016ish, i didn't play but i did watch a lot of gameplays, and eventually in 2018 i started playing o_o

TOP 3 FAV RPGS:

1- Mama ni aitai

2- Lisa the painful/the first

3- No idea, it variates a lot 0_0 (Maybe HC?)

SHOWS I ENJOY:

1- JJBA (7 year hyperfixation. I am very normal about jojos.) (am i?) (I occasionaly post jojo art!) (<- there's some on my profile!)

2- Xavier renegade angel (do fans still exsist?)

MUSIC I ENJOY:

S4LEM, CRIM3S, YLHCSD... And lots of Witch House music, experimental, weird shit O_0 i also like some DSBM ^_^

(^ i LOVE s4lem rares and crim3s rares, same with YLHCSD, i enjoy the more unknown songs o_O)

SOME FUNFACTS ABOUT ME!!

Aliena 👽👽👽👽👽

i LOVE LOVE LOVE JAZZPUNK.

I can talk multiple languages!

^ Spanish, catalan, english, chinese (50% ish), french, and i can KIND OF understand german.

i also LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE JJBA with a burning passion since 2018 (old ass mf!) (<- surprisingly not 0_0)

^ My favourite jojo parts are 4 and 8! And i'm up to day with part 9

Funfact!: I've seen both CODA and Hasegawa live sing! :3

I like Japan sinks 2020 since 2020!

My favorite color is NEON GREEN and PORPOL!! (< Porpol origin)

I am fascinated by beetles and i LOVE LOVE LOVE BEETLES. (jobin much?)

I made S0LAVITA (rpg maker game)* and i'm planning to do much more games!!

Idk what else to put DM me if you want, i am open to human social interaction 👽

Q: 0enotha i want to DM you/ leave you an ask but i'm toooooooo shy :(

Just leave an 👽 and i'll follow you! // The options to be Anonymous are on!! ^_^

*S0lavita information is VERY available on my profile and itch.io!

Nothing more here but aliens!!👽👽👽👽👽

[ask-jsab-coda]

Hi here! A Helicopter speaking!! I’m a shape journalist who’ll remain anonymous for the sake of nonbias;

Thanks for saving the world ‘n all, but if you wouldn’t mind answering a few questions;

Do you have a full name, do you like ham sandwiches, and why the heck did you let out the big bad from prison?

HOOOOO boy this was a long one, and it's only part 1 of 2! Who could it be? Find out in... God knows how long!

Because I also have unfortunate news, the semester has started up for university for me again. And I will be quite busy, so asks will be very slow. Some of them will be a bit lower in quality in order to compensate for my schoolwork, but I'll try to deliver the classic Coda feel and experience for you guys.

Til next time, folks!

[dnfao3tags]

Monthly Fic Roundup - January 2024

starting the new year off with a bunch of bangers!

make sure to leave some love :]

— things that stand to reason by tippysleeps (expl. | comp. | 4k) ; alpha x alpha

And then he’s coasting past twenty, and he’s trying hard not to imagine Dream as some faceless alpha who would grip his hips and fuck him like he’s chasing George’s approval. And then he’s almost twenty-one, and he wakes feeling like his whole body is on fucking fire, and his cock is leaking all over his sheets, and he starts rutting into the mattress like it’s the only thing he knows how to do. And he’s a fucking alpha. And the world crashes down around him.

— moss and porcelain by pondsofkoi (gen | comp. | 1k) ; scar fic

“Can I look at your scar?”

— Him Whom My Soul Loves by definitelynotczargasm (expl. | comp. | 61k) ; 18th century!george x modern!dream

DNF Time Travel AU

note: was published in nov but it was completed in this month so im gonna include it anyways!

— Remember When by minecraftsteve42 (mat. | comp. | 24k) ; jealous!george

Dream starts dating again and George realizes he's not over the fling they had. Can they repair their relationship or did they ruin it forever?

— private religion by 21questions (teen | comp. | 8k) ; band au

The European leg of Dream's tour brings a little more than just revenue and jet lag.

— Omission by VeggieHarumaki (mat. | comp. | 8k) ; siren!george

There has been a warning on every community board, every public building, and every post in this town for as long as Dream can remember. Do not speak to the siren.

— hanging out in my room by nervouswaltz (gen | comp. | 3k) ; milo shits the bed

“And you can’t sleep in the guest house?” Dream deflates, pathetic.

— stay the night by cqfnce (teen | comp. | 3k) ; milo shits the bed

inconveniences and idiots in love

— let it flood, let it flood by sappymix1 (mat. | comp. | 3k) ; established relationship

it's a new year, and they shower.

— Somewhere on a Plane Over the Atlantic by Scoops (consciousness_streaming) (teen | comp. | 3k) ; coda to Curse and Cure of the Internet

George wakes up ready to move to America with a "Right Hand Man" downloaded on his phone.

— love you always by hardtofindneuro (expl. | comp. | 56k | cancer fic but not mcd)

George takes care of Dream. I have cancer. Those three words changed George’s life.

— that got weird by dizzy (mat. | comp. | 1k) ; dreamnap bonding

Dream and Sapnap wait for George to get home.

— The Remedy to Everything by Simplysmitten (expl. | wip | 22k+) ; omegaverse + fwb + meetup

After nearly a year of waiting for his visa, George is finally allowed to go home. Home, meaning a house in Florida that was already inhabited by his two best friends, Dream and Sapnap. Being an omega, George feared what trouble moving in with two alphas could potentially create. He never expected that trouble would come in the form of soft curls and green eyes, sparking something irreversible inside himself.

— we need to talk by womanhunt, wooowriter (mat. | comp. | 7k) ; sapnap-centred + secret relationship

Sapnap is an oblivious idiot.

— More Convenient (An Arrangement of Sorts) by Simplysmitten (expl. | comp. | 7k) ; fwb

Dream can't get off without having a partner to please, but luckily for him, George just moved to America. (also they are idiots in love they are so dumb and so in love but not in an angsty way just a "they're so stupid" way)

— pride (n.): undefined. by Anonymous (gen | comp. | 4k) ; sexuality related + demisexual demiromantic gnf

“D’you wanna go to Pride with me?” Dream asks, out of the blue, on a Tuesday like any other. George looks up, putting a stop to his mindless scrolling and letting his phone fall by his hip on the mattress. Dream is looking at him, expectant, with a brow arched so high it nears his hairline. George isn’t sure he heard him right.

— I Read My Self-Insert Fanfiction to My Boyfriend by thiswasamistake (teen | comp. | 2k) ; established relationship

Dream and George watch and read Percy Jackson together.

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1/10 Coda "Rex" Morelli

Half a million dollars to extract some sensitive information from a high-security facility and get out before anyone noticed it was gone. Intense, but doable. Coda had picked up on his knack for stealth rather soon into his endeavors in the army, though he knew they’d be better placed elsewhere — mercenary work. Nonviolent, if at all possible, but he didn’t mind much if it got rough.

It was a simple mission.

How he had ended up handcuffed to a chair in a base he did not recognize, he had no idea.

It was cold in the room, definitely well within the range of freezing. It made him shudder once, shivering slightly as he tried to focus on his surroundings. His eyes fixed slowly as he came to, focusing on the man standing a few feet in front of him, behind a metal folding table. He was tall, his presence dark and domineering.

“Who the hell sent you?” He asked, leaning forward slightly on the table. Coda blinked a few times, trying to get the fuzz in his vision to fade and failing. Everything tasted like blood, coppery and pungent in his mouth, and when he licked his lips she tasted it. “Hey, kid, who sent you?”

“Hm?” Coda tilted their head slightly, the ache of the cuffs on their wrists settling in. Everything hurt. “I’m sorry?”

“Who contracted you to break into the secure facility you were found outside?”

“I-I’m sorry — who are you? Where…where am I?” They were anxious, clearly. Voice shaky and eyes darting around in some attempt to gain footing, but it was all in vain. The room was without demarcation, no signs as to where he was being kept.

“I need answers, kid. Start talkin’.” The man insisted despite his confusion, stepping a little bit closer to Coda, closing the distance in an instant. He felt his heart racing, pounding before he even noticed the switchblade in his hand. They knew taking a contract like this was risky, but not to this extent, not to being tied to a chair with a knife to their flesh.

“Who the hell are you?” They snapped again, earning a low chuckle from the tall man.

“You really don’t know?” He took a moment to take his appearance in, the sandy blonde color of his hair, the cobalt blue of his eyes. The long scar on his cheek. He was completely unfamiliar to him though he spoke as if he should know him just based on the pretty face. He was handsome, he’d give him that, but not recognizable.

“No.” Coda confirmed, shaking their head. The man who hired them hadn’t told them much about what they were getting into, just what he needed to do, the layout of the building and all. He hadn’t mentioned a really grimy interrogation room, but that's besides the point.

“Name’s Philip Graves.” He said, crouching down so that he was a little closer to eye level with Coda, looking up at him now. The knife traced up his clothed leg, leaving a surface level cut on the fabric of his trousers. “And you were tasked with breakin’ into my facility.”

To say Coda was surprised was to say the least, he didn’t look like much of anyone let alone the owner of a building like the one he was meant to infiltrate. Their eyes wandered him for some kind of sign, landing on the badge stuck to his plate carrier. Shadow Company. Nothing he’d heard of.

“I-I didn’t — listen, I don’t know what you want from me but I didn’t know what I was gettin’ into when I took this job.”

“Who hired you?” He asked, picking at the buttons of his shirt with the knife’s end. They fell off and the fabric fell open, though he was still covered by his trusty plate-carrier. The air was even colder now with more skin exposed, making him feel vulnerable in a new, more terrifying way. “I don’t take too kindly to trespassers, kid. You’re lucky my boys didn’t shoot you on sight.”

“I-I don’t…know.” He wasn’t lying. The man remained anonymous entirely, only communicating through encrypted networks and the like. He had broken into a facility so secure that it was terrifying to imagine the lengths it would take to infiltrate it. How could he not know the person who instructed him to do so? It would’ve taken countless hours to study and learn this place inside and out in order to break into it.

“Bullshit.”

“Not bullshit, I mean it: I don’t know.” Coda pleaded, looking up at him with confusion in their eyes. They had been interrogated before by friendly forces as training, taught what to do in these sorts of situations, but now that it was happening they were worried. He never quite stopped tracing the switchblade up their body, digging the point in but never piercing the flesh. “I saw a big paycheck and agreed, okay?”

“I don’t buy that, kid, I really don’t…see, I got a lot of folks that’d want to put a bullet in my head, and you were hired by one of ‘em. It's not so hard to tell me their name, is it?”

“I don’t know who hired —“ A crisp smack across the face and he felt dazed, vision blurring slightly as he recoiled from the collision. Coda caught his breath and looked up to the man, Philip Graves, something between fear and anger in his eyes. He only looked smug, satisfied with the red welts on his cheek. “Fuck you.”

“In your dreams, darlin’, now the man who hired you…what was his name?” He asked him, the switchblade finding it’s way up to his throat. It was a threat, poignant and sharp, leaving him holding his breath involuntarily. All he wanted was the money, a new start at life, a chance to make a name for himself — this was not what he bargained for.

“I’m not tellin’ you shit if you’re gonna play dirty like that.”

“It’s not dirty. You’re the one who was breakin’ in to my facility, so…” Graves trailed off, digging the tip of the blade in slightly before he flicked it, nicking the skin of their throat just enough to bleed. He watched them wince at the sensation before he put the blade away, deciding to focus on the emotional strategy for now. The man was littered with scars, pain likely wouldn’t elicit a reaction.“You don’t look like a merc, y’know.”

“You don’t look like someone with important intel.”

“Watch that mouth, darlin’.” Graves hummed, circling around them as he spoke, sort of inspecting his prey. They weren't entirely sure what he was thinking, but it couldn’t be good for them. After a few moments of silence he stepped back from their personal space, making way to what seemed to be an exit door. He opened it, stepping out halfway before glancing over his shoulder. “I’ll give you some time to decide what you wanna tell me.”

“As if.” He mumbled as he slammed the door, silence overcoming the room. Coda glanced around at the barren space to find nothing of importance or interest, and his mind began to try and work through it all. Just what would he have been stealing here? It was a base, this he knew, but of what? Military? Mercenaries? It had to be something important if they had intel worth half a mil.

To the best of his ability he tried to relax in the chair, leaning back slightly and widening his stance so that it wasn’t entirely uncomfortable to be in. The cuffs on his wrists and ankles were the worst of it, digging in slowly as he adjusted over time, cutting into his flesh.

Hours went by in silence and after a while, he fell asleep sitting up in the chair. Busted lips and all, covered in blood, body aching. The cut on his neck never stopped stinging, though it eventually stopped bleeding, the front of his shirt soaked in crimson. He wasn’t sure he would even try and fight his captor — the blonde man had the power here, and letting him go wasn’t an option was it? Even he knew that this was probably the room he would die in, and as he realized such he decided he would at least try and get him to believe him. Not before a rest, albeit uncomfortable and restrained.

They woke an unknown amount of time later to his hand on their cheek, gently tapping until he came to, met with those hazy cobalt blue eyes. He looked more surprised than anything, if not concerned, that they were able to sleep in an interrogation room. Covered in blood and restrained. He was too trusting, that was clear, because who falls asleep when held in captivity.

“Mornin’, sleepin’ beauty.” Graves spoke, retracting his gloved hand. “How the hell’d you fall asleep like that?”

“M’just exhausted. Spent the past few days plannin’, didn’t get much sleep.” He replied, shaking his head in an effort to wake himself up more. Once more, a strange level of trust from someone cuffed up.

“You think about what I asked, yet? Who told you to break into my facility?”

“I told you, I don’t know. He was anonymous.”

“You see, I’d love to believe you sweetheart, but I don’t.” Graves pulled up another chair, placing it across from Coda’s own, and then sitting down in it. “Half a million dollars on the line, a larger than life covert facility, and you didn’t ask his name?"

“How am I supposed to know where the hell he got his information from? I’m just a merc.” He glared up at Graves, who only rolled his eyes.

“You’ve got one helluva mouth on you, and I thought I told you to watch it.”

“I don’t think I will.” Despite the small amount of sleep they’d managed to get tied up in the chair, their personality remained intact. What hadn’t held up was their physical resolve. Every pound of them hurt from top to bottom and since they hadn’t really moved they couldn’t tell the extent of their injuries, but they were certain that whoever had knocked them out and brought them here had not been gentle. At the very least they’ sprained a joint or two, based on the incessant pounding in their wrists.

“Suit yourself…” Graves replied, extending a hand out towards them, ripping the name badge off of their empty plate carrier. “Morelli.”

“Coda Morelli.” He mumbled, knowing that he’d probably find it out one way or another. If he was a merc like them, he probably had a way of accessing those types of files — military or otherwise. Afterall, he bore an American flag on his uniform, there was no way this guy wasn’t a Marine or something of the like. He had that cocky air about him that screamed USMC.

“Alright, Coda. Tell y’what, I’ll give you a few options here.” He reached out and ripped the flag badge off of their vest as well as the military insignia from their old platoon. It wasn’t like they worked with them anymore, after basic they were scraped up into the contracting world fairly quickly, but they liked the reminder. “You get real honest about who sent y’here and I’ll go easy on you, or you can keep actin’ like you don’t know a thing n’I’ll have to make you spill it.”

“I. Don’t. Know. Anything.” He looked over at him through the haze in his vision, a sincerity lacing the words, but understandably he didn’t buy it. Someone had leaked sensitive information about his company and now it was in their hands, and they were the only one who even had a little bit of an idea who had leaked it. They knew this was what he had to do but they truthfully had no idea, and knew for sure that he’d try and get it out of them. “I’ll tell you anythin’ else, but I don’t know who gave me the information, it was a dead drop.”

“See, now we’re gettin’ somewhere, sugar. A dead drop where?” A smile flashed across his face, his hands idly toying with the patches from their vest that he now held. He had a charm to his personality that they despised — it was almost easy to talk to him.

“Some small town in Texas, at a bar…someone left it in the pocket of a pool table n’I slipped in and grabbed it.”

“How’d he get ahold of you to…contract you in the first place?”

“He called me but I think it was automated — y’know what I mean? Not his voice.”

“Don’t know why this was so hard for you t’tell me before.” He said in reply, standing up from the chair and tossing the patches aside, somewhere behind that she couldn’t see for the time being. “You still got the drive, or did he have you break it?”

“It’s at…it’s at my apartment. I was supposed to, uhm…to break it after the op.”

“Alright, well, what PMC am I dealin’ with when I break that door down? M’sure your boss won’t love us showin’ up on your doorstep.”

“I’m…not in one..?” This was the part he was hesitant to let slip, but there wasn’t much of a choice here. If he lied he’d probably assume that he was hiding something, and he didn’t want to see what it looked like when he didn’t cooperate. He looked genuinely surprised by their answer, but who wouldn’t be? One person attempting to break into a high-security facility all alone? It seemed ridiculous — just plain suicidal. “It’s just me.”

“So nobody’s lookin’ for you?” He asked, pacing the small stretch of room, a sort of disbelief in his words. Realization set in slowly for Coda, and they knew right then they were completely and entirely screwed.

The only person who would realize he was gone soon enough was his roomate, but he knew about his work, knew he could leave for extended periods of time. Still. His family didn’t know what he got up to, he didn’t have a day job. This was it, and nobody had any idea where to look for him if he went missing.

“No.” He answered in a quiet fear, shaking his head slightly though it made the room spin, head pounding. “No, nobody’s…lookin’ for me. I work alone.”

“Christ.” He breathed, a laugh slipping out through the utter disbelief on his face. “You must have quite the reputation for someone to put that much faith in one man to break into this place, I’ll give you that.”

“I could…go get the drive — bring it here.”

“Oh, no, no, sweetheart. No, I’m not lettin’ you leave here.” He laughed again, though this time it hit him just how in danger she truly was. A person that nobody would miss, a blip on the radar, just one person who got contracted to do the wrong job, in the wrong place at the wrong time. Luck was not on his side. “You know too much.”

“But I-I didn’t…I didn’t do anything! I-I’m sorry, okay?”

“But you had the intent to, didn’t you Coda?” Graves closed the distance between them once again, his hand going to his jaw, grabbing it and forcing him to look up at him. He was holding onto them so hard they might bruise if he let them live long enough to see it.

“I-I’ll go, I won’t — I won’t come back after I bring the drive.” He was begging. Begging. A person that had considered themselves strong willed was so afraid of dying at his hands that they begged. It was horrifying to imagine that they would die here and no-one would know. They would be a missing person for decades, plastered on milk cartons for eternity. “You’ll never see my face again.”

Graves held his gaze for a moment longer before he let go, little red fingerprint shaped marks littering his jawline, all red from being squeezed. He looked somewhat pleased with the markings, inspecting them for a moment before he stepped away, the eerie silence somehow doing much more in the way of intimidation than the physical violence had. His eyes shifted to them as he left the room once again, the door slamming, leaving Coda in complete silence once more.

He didn’t want to die. Not here, not like this. But what choice did he have?

His thoughts raced as the silence overcame the room, heavy on his heart and mind. Was he going to kill him? He understandably couldn’t let someone with sensitive information like security codes go running, but did he deserve to die for taking a contract? He wasn’t sure where his head was at but he knew where his mind was: in the lowest part of his thoughts, thinking the absolute worst.

He’d kill him.

Probably slow and torturous, see if he can get any more information out of him before he finally gives him the sweet release of death, but even then? He’d probably draw it out. It was just a nightmare in their mind for now, a horrible thought of what could possibly occur, but they were still scared it would become a reality.

It was a long while — how long he didn’t know — before Graves opened the door, something more like concern on his expression than anything else. They had to have looked a mess, disheveled from lack of sleep and stress, green eyes tired and hazy. Coda’s gaze shifted from his boots up to him where he stood in the doorway, holding something small in his hand.

“You weren’t lyin’.” He spoke, stepping a bit closer to show him the drive in hand, that godforsaken little piece of plastic that had gotten him into this mess. “Nothin’ on here about who sent it, not at first glance. I’ll have t’get a better look.”

“…you went to my apartment? My roommate, he —"

“Not me, no. And don’t worry, my boys didn’t bother the kid, they just went for the drive.” He sat down across from him in the other metal chair once more, rolling the drive over between his fingers. “I read your file, too, Coda.”

“Oh, yeah? Find anything good?” His tone was somewhat teasing despite his exhaustion, voice scratchy from dehydration. “I’m sure there’s a fuckup highlight reel in there somewhere.”

“You’re 20.”

“21 in a few months.” Coda managed a laugh, looking up at him. He was not amused.

“Fresh out of basic trainin’, and this is what you get yourself into?” He raised a brow, genuinely curious as to how and why he had gotten himself tangled up in the mess that was PMC work. “You scored high enough on the ASVAB to go to special forces and you didn’t bother. Why?”

“What do you care? Is it normal for you to play with your prey before you kill it?”

“I’m just tryin’ to understand how a young man with a bright future ends up here.” He leaned back in the chair, watching her reaction. Coda rolled his eyes at his statement and looked away slightly, only turning back when he tapped his boot with his own, garnering his attention. “Well?”

“It just wasn’t for me, too…too strict.”

“Well I can tell you have a problem with authority, don’t need to explain that."

“You asked.” He huffed, glaring daggers at him that only seemed to elicit a smile. He was smug, if nothing else.

“I did. Go on.”

“I just don’t play well with others, and I don’t…fit the mold of some SEAL Team Six bullshit.”

“So you run off on your own? Take operator contracts meant for an entire company?”

“Again, I don’t see why it matters.”

“I’m curious, that’s all.”

“Just fuckin’ kill me already.” Coda snapped at him, jerking forward slightly in the chair, causing the cuffs to dig into his wrists. This was a departure from the nearly crying, begging person he had been the day before, but an expected change. One can only be pushed so hard before fight or flight kicks in. He was reminded of the brutal pain of metal cutting in quickly, feeling the warmth of his blood dripping down his hands now.

Great, it finally broke the skin.

“You got a death wish, then, is that it?” Graves asked as he looked at them, glancing down to the droplets of blood speckling the floor behind them, where their wrists were bound. “Because nobody sane would try and break into a facility like this alone.

Maybe in the past they hadn’t been too entirely kind to themselves, but he couldn’t possibly think he was right, could he? They mulled it over in their mind for a moment, letting his words fully sink in and be processed. Was that it? Did they keep doing reckless things like this for some deep-seated, unsated desire for self sacrifice? Maybe it was just a lack of self preservation, but they truthfully had never looked at it that way. It was always a positive trait to be so headstrong, but when he worded it that way it came into a negative light.

“Why are you even askin’ all this if you’re just gonna kill me? You told me I wasn’t leavin’ here, so what the hell’s your angle?"

“I want to understand your reasonin’, that’s all. I expected to find you at a big company, not all alone.”

“Why does it matter to you? I-I don’t…matter.”

“It does matter. If you’re just disillusioned with the military then I have a solution, but if you’re tryin’ to get yourself killed I got a solution, too.” Graves spoke with sincerity, something he was not certain was a good thing. He was threatening his life, sure, but he also said he had other solutions. Maybe it was worth a shot. “What’ll it be?”

“I…I just don’t think the military did for me what it does for everyone else.”

“Now I’ll have t’kill you if I tell you much more than this, but…I felt the same way.” Graves relaxed his posture slightly, his hands laced behind his head as he sort of kicked back in the chair, looking more comfortable than before. Acting like this was a normal thing, casually chatting with a man you have chained up. “That drive didn’t tell you what goes on here, I saw that much, so…let me give y’some context. This right here’s the Shadow Company PMC’s HQ.”

“So you are a merc.”

“I was the Chief of a MARSOC squad.”

Yeah, I'm fucked.

“What, you didn’t like eating crayons so you became a mercenary?” He actually laughed at his quick remark, much to his surprise. It was their way of coping with the reality that they were staring down a man who probably had more confirmed kills than they could even dream of.

“Didn’t have a taste for them. My point is…if you aren’t just suicidal you should take up work with a PMC. Different structure, different experience. Better suited for little brats like you.”

“And if I am just suicidal?”

“I’ll put a bullet in your head. You’re not leavin’ here, Coda, I already told you.” There it was. The promise that he wasn’t going to just walk away from this. He internally screamed at himself for taking that stupid job — he wouldn’t be surprised if he himself had set it up just to catch him in this trap, take out competition or make them join. It wasn’t too far-fetched of an idea to be unrealistic, and that scared him. Had he done just that? “I saw those scores, I saw your training records, you are more than capable. I’m not exactly pleased to waste that kinda talent, but it’s in your hands.” Graves spoke again, leaning forward in his seat once more, reaching a hand out to him. She flinched instinctively, but was met with the gentle touch of his finger under his chin, lifting his head up to look at him. “You wanna make somethin’ of yourself or what?”

“I…” Coda swallowed, anxiety coursing through them that would have had them shaking had they not been restrained. It was clear as day. Give in, or give up. “I-I don’t…”

“Clock’s tickin’.”

“Fine.” They complied, mostly out of fear. A newfound sense of wanting to live, not just survive.

“Is that any way to talk to your Commander?”

Fucking narcissistic bastard.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Try and sound like you mean it next time.” He retracted his hand and patted them on the cheek, stinging slightly from the strike he’d landed earlier. They looked down at the floor once he had let them go, their gaze fixed on their boots, the worn concrete below.

Worth a shot.

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