#grant ward drabble

[the-truest-sentence-i-know]

13 | If I Were You

“Cat’s outta the bag, huh?”

Skye stood behind Ward’s chair, to which he had been bound, hand and foot.

“I told Coulson we shouldn’t let you on the team,” he snarled.

Her hand slid over his shoulders as she walked around him. “Now I’m the one playing recruiter.”

“I’d never join Hydra.”

She straddled his lap, arms around his neck. “Never?��� she whispered into his ear. She rolled her hips. “Tell me, what has SHIELD ever done for you?” She slid a hand between them, palming him through his pants. “Should I tell you what I can do for you?”

link to prompts by @absurdthirst

[secretsandlabrats]

Poll will end on : Monday, January 22, 2024 approx at 4:12 AM

( I’m incredibly bored, so I am making a little event that will take course overtime of my writing for my Huntingbird fanfic )

[thewholecrew]

@headstrongblake said: dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join. / grant & o

it was the middle of the night, past it actually and everyone in the beach house was fast asleep. or well almost everyone. the house was big enough for nearly everyone to have their own room but from the last time he saw everyone they were mostly all just cuddled up on the couch in the living room. he had left octavia there for the night expecting her to fall asleep in the little pile of her sleeping friends.

he had laid in his own bed a while, staring at the ceiling waiting for sleep, yet to no avail. sighing, eventually he got up, glancing at the clock that read 3:04am. the house was silent now and quietly he headed out of his room and downstairs. maybe he'd go for a walk along the beach. how desperate did he have to be to do that? he wouldn't wear shoes though, he'd rather have sandy feet on purpose than accident.

heading to the door he paused, glancing over at the cuddle pile; kassy, octavia, alec, liv, some others he didn't know, even rev was laying on the floor by them. lips twisted a little into a bemused smile, wondering what it would be like to have that many friends. no, it would just be more people he'd let down and disappoint. his smiled faded and a frown replaced it. honey eyes watched octavia cuddled up to kassy in a similar fashion she'd cuddle up to him.

there was a sting of jealousy before he shook his head, forcing himself to leave and not realizing as he did there were a pair of green eyes watching him back. he hadn't even made it to the water yet when he heard footsteps in the sand behind him. whirling he paused, brows raising and lips parting in surprise. "what... are you doing up?" he asked, his heart skipping a beat as octavia walked up to him. i should be asking you the same thing, she pointed out and he rolled his eyes, a small smile tugging at his lips. "couldn't sleep," he answered with a shrug.

he chuckled softly as octavia teased him, saying how it had to be bad if he was out here walking willingly in the sand. "i guess it's not too bad if i walk along the water..." he explained as they did just that, walking a while before octavia stopped and began to peel off her clothes. grant paused, looking at her in alarm before he scanned the beach around them. "what are you doing?" he asked, cheeks burning as she discarded her shirt to expose her chest, pulling down her shorts next. going for a late night skinny dip, you should join, she taunted, tossing her shorts at him which he caught and folded, blushing darker and glad that they were only lit by the moon.

"right now? isn't it cold? o.... o!" he whispered as she began to walk into the water away from him. his heart began to race and he felt a protective surge flow through him. cursing under his breath he laid her shorts down before yanking off his shirt and slipping out of his pants and laid them atop. though he left his briefs on he was otherwise unclothed and hurried in after her.

the way she laughed after dipping completely under, her hair slick and floating around her shoulders, she reminded him of what he'd imagine a siren being. goosebumps rose on his skin but not just from the cold water as he joined her, hands seeking her as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. "this is your idea of a fun time?" he mumbled with a playful lilt to his tone as her hands slid up his shoulders and into his dry hair. he shivered as he looked down at her, watching the water drip from her lashes, her nose, her lips.

she smiled and in this moment stole his breath. her little teasing quip had his cheeks heat once again as they leaned their foreheads together, the only noise the soft lapping of water and their chilled breaths. he suddenly felt shy with her in his arms, swallowing down the intense urge of a confession. their eyes locked and for a moment he worried she could see it in his gaze, i love you, but before he could be certain he closed the space between them to kiss her, lips colliding with hers passionately.

[harryspet]

𝓻𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

bambi eyes In which Rafe finds a "healthy" outlet for dealing with his daddy issues. (dd/lg)

yours to tame  In which the Moon Goddess cruelly picks Rafe Cameron to be your soulmate. (werewolf!au) 

homestead In which you reach rock bottom after JJ gets arrested and your first love returns to save the day.

well kept In which you interview for a low-level position at Cameron Development, but instead, you unexpectedly find yourself chosen as Rafe Cameron's personal assistant.

lonely little lamb In which Rafe knows your secret and just how perfect you'd be together.(dd/lg)

buy me presents In which Rafe is more dangerous than ever and he interrupts your honeymoon with your new husband.

stray kitten In which Rafe grants you the freedom to come and go as you wish in his condo—but in return, your body becomes his to use freely.

rough hands, soft chains In which your dying father struck a deal with Ward Cameron, he promised the family land in exchange for your safety. But protection comes with a price, and that price is Rafe Cameron.

the island program In which the cure for your cravings is a softer life, a secluded island, and Rafe’s personal brand of discipline.

drabbles

dark!rafe + noncon + mouth fingering + face f*cking

dark!gymbro!rafe + noncon

dark!rafe + noncon + doggystyle

dark!rafe + implied kidnpping + playing with rafe's hands

soft!dark!rafe + implied kidnapping + dd/lg

[mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea]

Get to Know Your Author

Get to know your author

Tagged by @kleenexwoman

1 How many works on AO3?

171

2 Total AO3 word count?

984,743

3 Top 5 fics by kudos?

Far away you were made in a sea just like me Pt 1 of Hemispheres. This was supposed to be a Loki/Tony one-shot, and haha fooled me, it's turned into a long WIP that I will eventually finish when my brain is willing to cooperate.

Supernaut Part 1 of Light a candle, light a motive. This, too, was supposed to be a one-shot and somehow turned into a WIP of individual fics that are connected by universe but not necessarily being written in order. This is Loki/Tony with a side character of Nebula. The other ships include Bucky/Steve, Thor/Darcy, Bruce/Jane, Clint/Nat. Yes, it's pre and post-Endgame, yes it is a fix-it. It even has Morgan, but uh. She's not Tony and Pepper's. She's still Tony's...just not Pepper's.

(Mis)Understanding and a No-Good Woman One of my first fics posted up to AO3. Scott Summers/Logan. Logan doesn't understand personal space in the bathroom of a bar.

Hey Jealousy Takes place during Thor Ragnarok. It's an exchange between Loki and Bruce involving Bruce wearing Tony's way too tight jeans and Loki's not happy reaction to Bruce being in Tony's pants. It always surprises me that this one is as popular as it is.

A spirit with a vision (Is a dream with a mission) Part 2 of Hemispheres.

4 What fandoms do you write for?

Marvel - not just MCU but kind of all of Marvel. Comic'verse, Fox X-Men 'verse, MCU. Kind of all over the place. I have dabbled in Stranger Things and will want to eventually do more Steddie for that - I have some more planned, just not written yet. I've done one tiny Hannibal drabble, but as much as I love the series, I don't see me writing more for it. I'd love to eventually try my hand at some other series or movies I love (Peaky Blinders? Maybe? American Gods, perhaps. Versailles? That would be a challenge but fun. Velvet Goldmine - I still have an idea for that that I've had since Livejournal days, but I just have never written it).

5 Do you respond to comments?

Always.

6 Fic with the angstiest ending?

This is going to be a toss-up between:

Got a telephone call from Istanbul Tony + Rhodey, a variety of telephone conversations between them, and the last time Rhodey's on the phone talking to Tony.

and

You are the ghost behind my eyes Steve/Tony, post-Endgame, Steve returning to the past and finding out just why he shouldn't have done that.

and

Sunset Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., during the Framework episodes, this is Framework Grant Ward, Framework Antoine Triplett, and Framework Holden Radcliffe in the last moments on the beach before the Framework is completely erased.

and

Time After Time Fox X-Men'verse, Scott Summers/Logan, meshing together X-Men 3 and The Wolverine (the second one, not the Origin movie).

7 Fic with the happiest ending?

I write almost exclusively happy endings, so I'm not really sure which I could consider my happiest ending. Perhaps my readers should chime in and tell me what they think my happiest ending is.

8 Do you get hate?

I did once on a fic - it's a Steve/Loki fic that also has a side order of Winteriron, and I was told by stuckygirl that she hoped I was raped and that I should kill myself. Then on the first chapter of Part 3 Hemispheres, I was told that clearly I'd abandoned the fic (by some other random person who'd been praising all the other parts of this series) and that was "too bad." Even though I'd already told this reader that I was still working on the fic but slowly. Not really hate, but the bitch still annoyed me with that.

9 Do you write smut?

I do. Not a ton of it most of the time, but I do write it, but I imagine it's not overly popular smut because I don't write BDSM or fetishes or omegaverse or any of that stuff. 10 Have you ever co-written a fic?

Actually I've co-written a couple of fics with @scottxlogan. We even have two we're in the middle of co-writing (but I need to do my part on both of them, I think - or at least one of them, but my brain has been so muddy lately for writing that I'm behind on writing as well as reading all the fics I want to read, and I hate that).

Falling in love as the world falls down Scott/Logan, a Secret Santa gift for @cerylid Mission gone wrong, Emma (and others) save the day.

The course of true love never did run smooth Scott/Logan, Loki/Tony, only it doesn't start out that way. Two couples on the outs who think to make each other jealous. Once again, Emma comes in and saves the day. Sort of. This one is a personal favorite, especially with all the Midsummer Night's Dream quotes as chapter titles.

The two we're working on very slowly - one is a Bucky/Loki Veterinarian AU, Alpine features heavily. The other is huge, Pride-themed, Scott/Logan, Loki/Emma, Tony/Steve/Bucky...and so many other characters involved. We'll definitely have to break this one into chapters, but it's fun.

11 All time favorite ship?

No. I have too many favorite ships, and I multi-ship, so I can't really pick a favorite.

12 WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

All American Barbecue. It's a reactive piece to Bendis' Avengers vs. X-Men. Sort of...AvX Meets Wicker Man and it's not going to have a happy ending for Steve Rogers.

13 Writing strengths?

Humor, Fluff, Descriptions, and Easter Eggs.

14 Writing weaknesses?

Finishing shit in a timely fashion due to lack of brain juice.

Tagging @scottxlogan, @soliloquent-stark, @fohatic, @stormxpadme, @loni4ever, @darsynia, @chaoticgardenbread, @meidui, @gold-from-straw and anyone else who wants to play!

[phaerlax]

Quincy/Karu drabble with the vines prompt 🐺🍆🌱

"Did the damn old fox say that breedervine fruit would make you… more virile? Bigger?" Quincy sighs, looking down at the restrained, weakened wolf who writhes on the ground. "Not true. And I'm sure he didn't mention the poison either. Troublesome…"

The human adjusts the scarf around his face to ward off any further bursts of enfeebling pollen from the plants—they had probably not recharged yet, but doesn't hurt to be safe. 

Karu, however, took no such precautions, and the vines got him good; as such, he cannot reply with more than a few choked grunts now. In a cruel twist of irony, the wolf's mouth is stuffed with the 'fruit' that he'd sought– contrary to popular belief, though, those large (and indeed rather phallic) growths on breedervines are not fruits, but specialized stamens. When the plants detect the approach of a suitable animal, they incapacitate it with toxins and penetrate it with the stamens, pumping it full of a seed-packed paste, making it an incubator for new seedlings… Hence that name.

Karu can count himself lucky that Quincy doesn't share Rei's penchant for reciting unnecessary, troubling information. The young yokai seems like he's suffering enough from being witnessed in that undignified state, helplessly restrained with what amounts to plant cocks lodged down his throat and up his ass… 

He doesn't need to know that he's also pretty much being impregnated in the process. Quincy spares him the horror; it will be simple enough to purge Karu of the seedlings with magic later.

"Let's get you free."

The wolf huffs acknowledgement at first, but then he's grunting in distress—as much as he can with limited breathing capacity. He's startled because Quincy had reached down without explanation and fished his dick out of his half-lowered shorts– proving that, clearly, the endowment-boosting properties of breedervine are just folklore; Karu is as 'average' as ever down there. He is formidably erect, though. 

(Besides its subduing effects, breedervine toxin is a potent aphrodisiac, probably to facilitate penetration. Indeed, the stamen seems to have pushed quite deep into the pup's slick and naturally inviting hole, which only stimulates him further.)

"...The vines bonded to your essence. If you cum and relax, they'll relax too. Then I can pull them out without hurting you," he explains to the red-faced boy, whose humiliation seems to peak as his throbbing little dick is fondled. Despite his muffled protests, Quincy's fingers are quickly coated with pre. 

"It will be quicker if I stroke your tail, mhn?"

(He could have simply used a knife… but breedervines are a somewhat endangered species. Karu would surely not appreciate that reasoning, so Quincy omits it as well.)

Soon enough, the forest guardian has the young yokai in his arms and is carrying him home to take care of that gaped, puffy, bred hole that drips with– well, seed.

Nuzzling Quincy's neck in an unusual display of submission, Karu asks that he never speak of this to anyone. Easy enough to grant…

[a-writers-blurbs]

Drabble 3

The audacity of the human woman was astounding. Here he was, generously allowing the Miko and her kit to follow him, and she had the nerve to make requests of him?

When had he sunk so low as to even congregate with humans? Let alone grant them requests. Nothing this onna said could possibly-

"I know you dont care for mine and Shippos' presence... but I'd very much like to travel with you a while longer, if that's ok. I think Rin could benefit from some tutoring." Well... that was certainly unexpected.

"What could you possibly teach this Sesshomaru's ward aside from outspokenness and spratic decision making?" It was a fair question. The Miko was an odd creature. She didn't conform to scocitial norms whatsoever.

Years ago, when she first appeared, she dressed so scandalousally that, had he not scented her purity, he would've thought she was a whore. She was loud, opinionated, strong willed, and never showed submission.

She was brash and loyal to a fault. But she showed proper respect when the situation called for it. Mostly. She was well mannered, protective of those she claimed as hers, she was clean and full of various quirks.

She was an odd human. But her eccentricities didn't necessarily mean she would be a good tutor. He allowed his musing to trail off as the spicy scent of her irritation began to fill the air.

"I'll have you know, I'm well versed in geography, mathematics, literature, grammar, and three foreign languages. Not to mention the medical and first aid training I could give her." It seemed her education was a source of pride for the spunky onna, and he had unintentionally wounded that pride with his doubt.

But instead of feeling guilt, he simply shrugged and wondered where Imuyasha stood in all of this. Lothe as he was to admit it, the welp was his brother. And as his brother, it would be 6 escort the Miko if she was disobeying her mate in any way by leaving. "Do you not need to return to your mate, the half-breed?"

"That baka isn't, and will never be my mate!" The spike in her miko powers made his body break out in goosebumps. What could have possibly happened between the idiot hanyu and the Miko to cause such a reaction.

Noting the shift in her aura from anger to sadness, he decided to move the conversationalong. What did she get out of this exactly? "You wish to travel with this Sesshomaru and tutor his ward in exchange for what? Protection?"

"In a way..." Raising his eyebrow in question, the Miko blushed and looked down. "I was hoping you would train me to defend myself. I'm pretty good with a bow & arrow, but that's it."

By now, she was dragging the tips of her toes in the dirt, head still facing the ground, and fingers twisting and fidgeting. She looked very much like a bashful child aching for attention. It called to his instincts. "You wish to grow stronger."

"Hai." She was slightly put off by the sudden softness in his voice, but she shrugged it off.

This was her chance. She had one shot to make a case for herself. If she screwed this up, her last resort would be running to the east and taking up with Kogas wolves.

She didn't want to do that. So, with a deep breath, she straightened her back and faced him, ready to plead her case.

[babybluesquid]

Consequences of Karrnath Drabble 3

A Letter of Encompassing Love

18 Nymm 999 YK

My brilliant bonfire, Nux,

It took me many attempts to put this down to writing. I find it hard to write, as I’ve written nearly nothing in a long time. In fact, I found it necessary to enlist Vakaris to scribe for me, in order to make it legible. I will work on my own writing more, so that my next letter to you might be in my own hand. I hope the Orien courier finds you soon, as I only have a vague idea of where to send this.

I must confess that I have wanted to go to the Mror Holds myself, to find you and help you with your battle. But I know you would hate me for it. This is your own fight, not mine. It makes me worried that I cannot be there to keep you safe. Not because you are incapable, but because I love you and I want to aid you. If you invite me, I will leave everything behind to be by your side. If you want me to, I will help you remove this pact, just as I aided you in the past. But if you still want to find your own path, I will allow you to. I cannot promise I will not fear for you, in that case, so please tell me of the War Below to relieve some small part of my anxieties.

In exchange, I shall tell you of my own circumstances.

With the money the king granted me, Vaeren and I were able to open up a shop, Bone Brew, in the Commerce Ward. The building is built of strong black stone, and has living spaces on the second floor. We’re currently using the main floor to sell tea as we wait for our first brew of ale. Vaeren thinks that perhaps we need to change our business model, that we’ll likely not make a profit off our initial plan. Truly, it was more a fantasy than a plan, and now we dwell in reality.

The people of the city seem split on my presence. As my identity as an undead was already thoroughly revealed, I saw no possibility of concealing it once again, and so I walk openly. Many seem distrustful of me, and I cannot blame them for this. Even the Crimson Covenant keep themselves sequestered away from public view, and so I am uniquely visible.

Still, some others, especially secret Seekers, have expressed appreciation of me and my efforts. I have made no effort to publicize my defeat of the Shadow Sword, and yet the news has still somehow slipped out. Most believe it a ridiculous rumor. I say let them believe what they may, I do not want followers.

Also, beyond simple mistrust and derision, I have encountered hostility. Just one month ago, I was attacked within the Bone Brew by a Tairnidal named Jhalira. They came in vengeance for the Valas Tairn that are dead because of me. Fortunately, I was able to defeat them without killing them, and I let them go free. I’m sure you just scoffed at the idea, and if you were here you would’ve told me that I ought to have dealt the killing blow, or at least turned them over to the wolves. I understand your opinion, it would certainly be the easier path, but I do not think it would be effective. If I killed them, another would come to avenge Jhalira, and then the warrior after them, and I would never be free from Tairnidal vengeance. If I turned them over to the wolves, they would stew in their anger while in confinement. I had to let Jhalira loose, a deliberate act of mercy meant to allow them to determine their own path. My hope is that they will take the opportunity.

There are also still Red Watchers within the city, though the lions are set to rooting them out. I have been ambushed in the streets by those terrorists and their sympathizers on two occasions. On the first, I was within the Low District, and The Wall came to my aid midway through the battle. A dozen Red Watchers were apprehended in the aftermath. On the second occasion, I was alone, beset by twenty-some assailants, and I had to flee. It is frustrating, to be so strong and yet to still be vulnerable against numbered foes.

Vaeren and I have thus continued training, in order to keep our skills sharp and continue to grow in strength. I had hoped to never fight again, but that was also fantasy. Though stabilized for now, following the scattering of the Red Watchers and the decimation of the Ministry of Dead, Karrnath remains a dangerous place with many rogue elements. Especially now, these forces feel backed against a wall, and that makes them all the more unpredictable and deadly. The king has thus far kept his promise not to call on me again, but I am sure he will not ignore me as an asset if his power begins to wane again.

You must be wondering why I chose to remain in Karrnath, and in fact in Korth, so close to Kaius, then. It is a matter of pride, I must admit. Karrnath is my home, and I wish to see matters here improve. Even if I am not actively fighting, I hope my presence can be a positive and stabilizing force. I have been offering my magic, especially my healing, to those in need of it. Also, there is some pragmatism in it. I stay near Kaius, and I shall be in a better position to hear of events which might affect me and my community.

That is the most important reason of all, community. My brothers by blood and by allegiance have chosen to remain in Korth as well. Continuing to see and speak with Andrev, Seven, and Vakaris brings me joy. Andrev has a simpler perspective on the world than I, yet this simplicity leads to honest judgments unmarred by anxiety or prejudice. Seven, despite being forged and part of a strange religion, is the one I can relate most to. And Vakaris, my lost brother, has begun to rekindle that bond of sibling affection which we had lost when I went to war and died. For too long, I had no companionship in this world, and now I have those whom I truly love. I would not leave them, especially not now. Andrev and Vakaris have become close confidants, and they have both expressed romantic affection toward the other. Perhaps they will decide to build this relationship further, and then wish to be joined. I would love to perform the ceremony, if they would allow me. Having these beloved people living so near me allows me to face my grief and step past it.

I have been confronting my emotions more, lately. Andrev encouraged me to go to House Jorasco as he did, but I do not trust some house shrink to go through my thoughts and keep them a secret, even with their oaths of secrecy. Instead, I have been writing, in my scrawl of a hand, and I have been having honest discussions with Vaeren, Andrev, Seven, and Vakaris. I’m telling you this because I know I hurt you in the past, with my stubbornness, anger, and paternalism. I hurt Vaeren too, I know, and Syv. I have truly been an overbearing and damaging force in your lives as I attempted to change you.

I apologize.

I cannot excuse my behavior, but I can work to improve myself. I want to be a kinder, more gentle person. I want to be a stronger person. I want to inspire, not through coercion, but through uplifting others. It has been difficult to confront my shortcomings, and I often fall back into bad habits, but I have true confidants who inform me on my progress and advise continued improvement. I am so glad to have them.

It has not been easy for me to quit adventuring. I keep expecting threats around every corner, and I am unfortunately not always incorrect. I have few skills, other than my capacity for violence. I am trying to learn how to be a person, a real person, like I was before Almante ever went off to war. She used to write, not just letters or journals, but prose, poetry, and philosophy. I have no idea where to start with writing again, but I have started to read. I am currently reading the Analects of War. It seems I am not yet able to leave violence behind.

Sometimes I still think about what I am. I do not know for sure, and that can be frightening. However, I do not think I actually need to know right now. It is enough to just be a person, not a soldier, or a martyr, or a Bone Lord, or an infant god. I have been something for so long but now I just want to be.

I’ve been recalling our time spent together, from the beginning to our parting. You have grown so much since you were a scared but audacious kid who stole my helmet right off my head. I am filled with incredible pride when I remember when you stood in defiance against the formidable Great Icefang, when you reached into my mind to save me from the Bone King, and even when you made your pact with the Killing Cold because you did it to keep us all safe. You burn strong and with brilliant confidence. Your mind is sharp, your tongue is sharper, and I have no doubt that you will defeat all those demonic abominations you have gone to slay. You are also kind, humorous, and lovable, and I have no doubt that you will find new companions in the Mror to fight alongside you, new companions that you’ll protect and who will protect you in turn.

My light, I hope always for your safety. Come home to me soon.

Your boney bastard,

Dagne

[hilarychuff]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @2btheanswertothequestion. ty for thinking of me!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

rn i have 23 but i have number 24 going up soon 😈

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

202,248

3. What fandoms do you write for?

rn i'm in my chrissy cunningham phase (stranger things) but i'm still in my overarching sansa stark phase (asoiaf). i have been known to do a rewatch and dip back into my jemma simmons phase (agents of shield). and i'll always sort of be in my lily evans phase (marauders).

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

i carry it in mine (asoiaf, jon/sansa canonish soulmate au)

all the best people see you (all the best people know) (stranger things, chrissy/robin s4 au)

i remember (i remember) (asoiaf, jon/sansa canon drabble)

in any world (in any way) (asoiaf, sansa-centric au graphics collection)

the royal records (asoiaf, jon princess diaries au)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

usually!! i really like getting comments and i guess i have assumed that having someone respond incentivizes them so i always want to incentivize comments!! i think it is i polite to say thank you also. and i mean i love to talk about my fic so i'm always like "oh y'all tryna chat????" but usually nobody is trying to chat back ahhahaha. sometimes i hide from comments if i'm feeling guilty about not updating something but i always appreciate comments and they're usually p motivating to me

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

hmmm. most of my fics are like alternate media-based au concepts or lil oneshots or stories that are yet to have endings, so hard to say exactly which is angstiest.

i think my angstiest story is a pre-hydra reveal agents of shield one i did as a secret santa for someone where fitz was dead(?!!?!?) and grant ward showed up to bring jemma simmons back to the team and that was yeaaaaars ago but whenever i think of it i'm always like ok wow i hope that is what that person wanted. what bold choices to make in a gift for a stranger!!

other than thaaat i do think of i carry it in mine as a fairly angsty fic but it's intended to have a not so angsty ending so

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

well please trust that any princess diaries or miss congeniality au is going to end up with the main ship getting together, presumably happily for the rest of their lives!! desert hearts (aka all the best people see you all the best people know) is heading towards a happy ending. howl (sansa-centric scream au) i think will have roughly as happy an ending as any horror movie final girl can hope for.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

ummmm not really. i definitely have but the only time it felt like anything other than a one-off was when i essentially started tumblr beef by wandering into the wrong tag. and that was not fun and people were hating on their own blogs for a min BUT it died down and nobody really went out of their way to bother me directly about it after that, so it was not ideal but it was fine. tagging etiquette is tricky!!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

hmmmmmmmm historically no. but i have outlined smut!! and i'm thinking about actually writing some maybe even soon!! it's interesting bc i've discussed smut with friends and edited for them and used to roleplay and write smut scenes and that all felt fine but i haven't yet wrapped my head around the idea of being like "this is my little smut scene i made up all by myself and now i'm broadcasting it to the masses." feels like i'm opening myself up to psychoanalysis!! but also maybe once i actually write the smut scene i'll be like oh. no biggie. ok post. so we'll see hahahahah

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

not crossovers in the traditional sense but crossovers in the sense that i pick up my little blorbos and cast them in other tv shows/movies/etc, yes, constantly.

i mentioned howl above but i love that one, my sansa-centric scream au. i love jon snow mia thermopolis princess diaries hahahahah. i think it's cute and funny. i love using robin and chrissy from stranger things to make miss congeniality gay. the fic i'm posting in a few days for the stranger things rare pair big bang is also about robin and chrissy in a lil reality tv verse, so that one is really fun and silly and sweet too i think.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i don't think so! the only time anything like this has happened to me was like a tumblr rp blog misunderstanding a long time ago.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no but that would be cool!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no but i started writing mainly through role playing! so that was co-writing just in a different sense, and i miss that. it's also just really fun to talk about ideas and stuff with friends and then not always actually have to write them. i do play around with concepts a lot with @mistysharks and @beholdthemem for chrissy and the stranger things teen crew, and @cellsshapedlikestars and i also help each other brainstorm sansa and jon related asoiaf stuff which i always super appreciate

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

i'm more of a favorite ship per fandom kind of gal than a favorite ship over all, but i'm also a multishipper in that i can kind of get into my main blorbos with anyone. i'm super still in my chrissy phase rn and i love writing her with robin, but also in a lil steve/chrissy/eddie ot3. that said i feel like i mainly read hellcheer!!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i hope it doesn't surprise anyone to hear that i DO have designs to finish i carry it in mine!! and howl. and desert hearts. like i have specific enough endings in mind that i am working towards for all of those.

the wip that i wish i could finish but know i never will is my marauders mediator series au based on the meg cabot books where lily can talk to ghosts and james is a ghost. i started writing it like back in 2015!! and then even started rewriting it in 2020. and i still love it. but it would be a big project to take on and one that would take a lot more work to figure out, let alone just write, and i don't really see it happening. that said i will always love it!!!

i also started a resurrection au marauders story where lily etc all start coming back to life when harry is like 24 so seven years after the end of the books, and i always thought the like emotional drama in that was so slay too. but the resurrection show itself never really had good answers for the paranormal plot/how it would play out and so i didn't have anything to crib off of lmao. and i never really invested much thought into figuring it out myself iirc. so i never really knew like plotwise where i wanted it to go so much as i was just like "how would the characters react if this happened" but i did like that thought exercise. maybe i would've written more if it would've felt like that would be satisfying to read for other people without actual like. plot.

16. What are your writing strengths?

ummm i'm really interested in like. character profiles. so i think i tend to gravitate towards that sort of story personally. a character figuring themselves/what they want out.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

low key i just like almost never write physical description stuff into my stories?? like it's all fanfiction so i'm like ok first of all you already know what everybody looks like. it takes a lot more active effort for me to be like. does the reader need to know what the character looks like right now?? does the reader need to have a clear vision of where the characters are?? what the room looks like?? i could probably afford to do that more but i find that i tend to skip it a lot

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

hmmm i really only have one fic where that might apply i think. i'd probs try to do it minimally bc i wouldn't want to do a bad job but if it's just one line i could see myself just, you know, doing google translate if i don't know a speaker i can run it by

19. First fandom you wrote for?

harry potter!! i found my way to marauders era pretty quick.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

i have a lot of love and tenderness in my heart for desert hearts and i carry it in mine. so far those are like my heart-squeezey fics imo. but i also love howl!!! a combination of some of my favorite interests and stories. i feel like these are my main three wips too so i gotta just keep tinkering away until a new chapter falls out. hopefully sooner than later for desert hearts and i carry it in mine, which i have in fact been reorganizing a lil lately!!

anyway!!

ty again for the tag @2btheanswertothequestion!! if you want to do this: @cellsshapedlikestars @mistysharks @beholdthemem @chdarling

[pyrokineticwarrior]

While You Were Gone

Devlin, Piper and Cass Drabble

As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the aged walls of Piper's home in Bon Temps, Devlin stood guard, his senses sharp and alert. The air carried a palpable tension, and he knew the forest wraith was drawing near, intent on infiltrating the sanctuary he was entrusted to protect.

Devlin closed his eyes, his mind attuned to the ethereal presence that lingered within the house. He listened intently, honing in on every creak and whisper, seeking any sign of the approaching threat. His demigod instincts guided him, granting him a heightened awareness of the supernatural forces at play.

As the telltale signs of the forest wraith's presence grew stronger, Devlin drew upon his knowledge of ancient incantations. Speaking words passed down through generations, he called upon the protective spirits that guarded the home. The air crackled with energy as his voice resonated through the corridors, warding off the malevolent entity.

Devlin's hand extended towards the flickering candle on a nearby table. He focused his will, infusing the flame with his divine essence. The fire burst into a brilliant radiance, purifying the surrounding space and pushing back the encroaching darkness. The ethereal glow spread throughout the house, banishing the shadows and providing a shield against the lurking wraith.

Devlin moved with purpose, a vial of consecrated water in hand. He traversed the home, gently sprinkling droplets at each threshold and window, invoking a symbolic cleansing. The water shimmered as it made contact with the surfaces, purifying and safeguarding the entry points against the intrusion of malevolent forces.

Aware of Cass's unique connection to the spirit realm, Devlin approached the young girl's room. He knelt beside her bed, his voice gentle and soothing as he whispered words of encouragement. Understanding the importance of her bond with the ghosts, he sought their assistance, asking them to protect their shared home from the lurking danger.

As Devlin completed his protective rituals, a sense of tranquility settled over the house. The oppressive presence of the forest wraith receded, replaced by an atmosphere of peace and safety. Just as he finished, the front door swung open, and Piper and Cass returned, unaware of the peril that had loomed moments ago.

Devlin greeted them with a warm smile, his eyes betraying the intensity of the battle he had fought. "Welcome back," he said, his voice steady. "You have returned to a home guarded by love and shielded from harm." As Piper and Cass stepped inside, they felt the lingering aura of protection, a testament to Devlin's steadfast dedication.

Together, they entered a home restored, its sanctity preserved by the bravery and determination of a demigod warrior who had gone above and beyond to keep them safe.

@sharpenurdamnknife

[ao3feed-peggysouson]

Scenes of An Unfinished Nature

by coldfusion9797 Random chapters/drabbles/pieces of fic I will never finish. Lots of fandoms. Lots of pairings. Each chapter is a different idea. Words: 14424, Chapters: 19/?, Language: English Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Chicago Fire, Primeval (TV 2007), Chicago PD (TV), Home and Away (TV), Agent Carter (TV), Strike Back, Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Multi Characters: Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Leo Fitz, Grant Ward, Hilary James Becker, Connor Temple, Joe Cruz (Chicago Fire), Brian "Otis" Zvonecek, Loki (Marvel), Dean Thompson, Colby Thorne, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Riley (Captain America movies), Peggy Carter, Jack Thompson (Marvel), Daniel Sousa, Damien Scott, Michael Stonebridge, Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Relationships: Steve Rogers/Thor, Leo Fitz/Grant Ward, Joe Cruz/Brian "Otis" Zvonecek, Hilary James Becker/Connor Temple, Loki/Thor (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff/Natasha Romanov, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Jay Halstead/Hank Voight, Dean Thompson/Colby Thorne, Riley/Sam Wilson, Peggy Carter/Daniel Sousa/Jack Thompson, Damien Scott/Michael Stonebridge, James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Drabble, Schmoop, Some Humor, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Threesome - F/M/M read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/64916725

[ao3feed-destiel-02]

Scenes of An Unfinished Nature

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/dIQ7DLN by coldfusion9797 Random chapters/drabbles/pieces of fic I will never finish. Lots of fandoms. Lots of pairings. Each chapter is a different idea. Words: 14424, Chapters: 19/?, Language: English Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Chicago Fire, Primeval (TV 2007), Chicago PD (TV), Home and Away (TV), Agent Carter (TV), Strike Back, Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Multi Characters: Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Leo Fitz, Grant Ward, Hilary James Becker, Connor Temple, Joe Cruz (Chicago Fire), Brian "Otis" Zvonecek, Loki (Marvel), Dean Thompson, Colby Thorne, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Riley (Captain America movies), Peggy Carter, Jack Thompson (Marvel), Daniel Sousa, Damien Scott, Michael Stonebridge, Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Relationships: Steve Rogers/Thor, Leo Fitz/Grant Ward, Joe Cruz/Brian "Otis" Zvonecek, Hilary James Becker/Connor Temple, Loki/Thor (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff/Natasha Romanov, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Jay Halstead/Hank Voight, Dean Thompson/Colby Thorne, Riley/Sam Wilson, Peggy Carter/Daniel Sousa/Jack Thompson, Damien Scott/Michael Stonebridge, James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Drabble, Schmoop, Some Humor, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Threesome - F/M/M read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/dIQ7DLN

[sunny-explosions]

2, 3, 14.

WISHLISTS! send me 📚 + a number for me to tell you something I'd like to rp regarding...

2. something from my muse's canon

Her entire foray through Trabia when she goes back for the first time after the attack. We see some bits and pieces here and there, but that's gotta weigh heavily on her, despite her seemingly high spirits to those she's checking on. This would probably be more like a drabble though since she's alone until the basketball court, so...

Something a little more easily done with a partner though, I'd love to delve into the G-Garden infiltration before they meet up with Squall and Rinoa, write out something that happened at the orphanage during their childhood, or even setting up the little concert for Squall in FH!

3. a missing moment in canon

More of Selphie putting her computer skills to use! Granted, she's great as the main pilot of the Ragnarok, but I like to imagine she can develop a liking/skill with hacking and forging stuff. Making official looking documents, taking over a security camera feed, getting info from a company's system...

Maybe I've been watching too many spy-related things, but I would love to put her in that position, supporting a team from behind a keyboard!

14. a character I'd like to play as

I've mentioned multiple times before that my first choice would have been Rinoa, until I landed on Selphie, and while I would love to try my hand at her sometime, I'm gonna go in a different direction for this one...

Honestly? One of the people I don't think I've ever seen around here, or at least not a blog that stuck around for very long if there was one, is Ward. Laguna needs his trio for silly shenanigans! Or just Ward silently judging him for everything he does in Esthar. Either way, would be fun!

[ao3feed--ukr]

Скай більше немає

Читати на АО3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/55123258

Автор/ка Jero3000

Фанхати: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV)

Відносини: Skye | Daisy Johnson/Grant Ward

Опис:

Скай обрізає волосся і просить називати її Дейзі Джонсон.

Кількість слів: 435, Частини: 1/1

Рейтинг: Teen And Up Audiences

Попередження: No Archive Warnings Apply

Категорії: F/M, Gen

Персонажі: Skye | Daisy Johnson

Додаткові теги: Drama, Drabble, Ukrainian|українською, українською

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[pkmn-lillie]

The slumbering Thing lies below Gotham, deep under the twisting caves and labyrinthine tunnels. It was borne from a curse, echoing backwards to the beginning of time. It was borne from love, the love of a people for their city, so powerful as to breathe life into It.

Janet Drake was infertile. No medical intervention could change that. But she wished, and prayed, and deep under her home, the sleeping Thing takes pity.

"I shall grant you a child, body of flesh and blood, soul and mind of mine. He will be a wonderful dream, waking and sleeping at once."

Janet knows that her miracle baby is strange, inhuman, but trying to grasp a specific memory of those nine months leaves her weary and aching. (Truly mortal flesh is not meant to hold a thing such as It, even a sliver, and it is a testament to her fortitude that she came out sane on the other side.)

Tim never sleeps. He naps, frequently and in the strangest places, but he never reaches deep sleep. He knows that he is the dream of something greater, the dozing Thing that exists under Its city. He fears that sleeping so deeply will rouse It from the dream permanently, and he will be forgotten as dreams tend to be.

(Tim has slept that deeply, before, due to being forced unconscious by head trauma or through chemical means. The Thing has yet to truly wake, letting Itself revel in its precious dream once more, but he always fears each slumber could be his last.)

(Tim is running out of ways to avoid the sleep study that Bruce seems intent on him getting, because the risk of a willful sleep is too great to ignore.)

An earthquake shakes Gotham to its core, revealing long-buried caverns and derelict catacombs. By pure chance, a chamber deep under the city becomes accessible from the Batcave. (Tim wants so desperately to trust his family with the truth, even just a whisper.)

Nightwing braves the new passage with cautious glee, the joy of discovery deep in his bones. Signal follows behind, pretending to lament his use as a walking flashlight, just as excited as his eldest brother. The Thing that slumbers deep below feels them coming, contains itself to a perceptible form so as not to break one of its treasured Birds.

"Nightwing. Report."

"Uh, there's something big down here. Really big. Pretty sure it's sleeping."

Tim shivers, sitting at his desk in his bedroom. The conversation passes through Its mind like sand, and his mortal brain can only catch so much.

"Elaborate."

"I... Signal, what do you see?"

"It's some Lovecraft bullshit down here, Batman. It's big, and it's definitely sleeping, but there's really no good way to define it otherwise. There is no word to describe the color I'm seeing right now, and I'm pretty sure that's not what Wing is seeing."

"Your eyes just slip right past it, trying to focus on it long enough to gauge its size gives me a migraine."

Tim's fingers still on his keyboard. For the first time in his life, the sleeping Thing feels dread. It— he— doesn't want to wake up, please let It sleep please please please—

"Come back now. I will contact Justice League Dark."

"... Yeah. Copy that. C'mon, Sig."

<br>

alright prose/drabble over i need to get the rest of my ideas out and then take a nap

when Batman holds a meeting to discuss it, Tim is the only one who suggests just leaving it be. he knows its sus but he's desperately hoping they'll listen.

JLD sets up a bunch of wards in the tunnel connecting it to the cave. Tim starts napping more and more, never actually looking rested, his hands shake, his body aches, his focus is shot. Bruce worries that the entity is hurting his son.

Tim holds steady, though, until one day Batman tempts fate and goes to poke the bear (with a JLD member supervising, of course.) Tim, working in the cave, collapses. He curls into fetal position and pleads, begs, sobs, for them to stop, "let me dream, please, i don't want to wake up, please"

dealer's choice of whether Bruce keeps going (interpreting it as pulling a parasite out of his son) or listens to Tim and stops.

On one hand, the delicious angst of hurting his son by trying to help him, possibly killing the son that he knows. One of his other sons demands that he stop, something is wrong, but Bruce is too stubborn to let this beast sleep below his city unchecked, trying to contain it in its chamber. Tim realising that he can never trust Bruce with the truth, if he survives this.

On the other hand, fluff and emotional angst! The bats learn why Tim is just Like That, maybe they set up something so Tim doesn't have to worry about the entity waking up every time he gets knocked out, the proximity to his true 'body' makes Tim's human form a little more spooky and strange, the world is your oyster!

Short DPXDC Prompts #749

Tim Drake isn’t human, he knows that and is comfortable in his skin. This strange ghost boy very obviously isn’t comfortable in his ghost form around humans. He will help change that.

[ao3feeddestiel]

Scenes of An Unfinished Nature

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Rk4AI8u by coldfusion9797 Random chapters/drabbles/pieces of fic I will never finish. Lots of fandoms. Lots of pairings. Each chapter is a different idea. Words: 14424, Chapters: 19/?, Language: English Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Chicago Fire, Primeval (TV 2007), Chicago PD (TV), Home and Away (TV), Agent Carter (TV), Strike Back, Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Multi Characters: Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Leo Fitz, Grant Ward, Hilary James Becker, Connor Temple, Joe Cruz (Chicago Fire), Brian "Otis" Zvonecek, Loki (Marvel), Dean Thompson, Colby Thorne, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Riley (Captain America movies), Peggy Carter, Jack Thompson (Marvel), Daniel Sousa, Damien Scott, Michael Stonebridge, Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Relationships: Steve Rogers/Thor, Leo Fitz/Grant Ward, Joe Cruz/Brian "Otis" Zvonecek, Hilary James Becker/Connor Temple, Loki/Thor (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff/Natasha Romanov, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Jay Halstead/Hank Voight, Dean Thompson/Colby Thorne, Riley/Sam Wilson, Peggy Carter/Daniel Sousa/Jack Thompson, Damien Scott/Michael Stonebridge, James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Drabble, Schmoop, Some Humor, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Threesome - F/M/M read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Rk4AI8u