#I need more angsty Robin fanfics

[nana-mizu-shiki]

“Have I been as ashamed of you as I am tonight.”

👀👀OooOooOoooOoooo~~ (,O oO,,) 👀Bruce in troubuuuuulllllllleeeee~~~

(Because he did something fucked up)

Alfreds Disappooowinteedddd~ 🫢

[schoopsahoy]

i've binged all your writings and i just wanna say that I LOVEEE love love how you write your stories. can i request a hurt/comfort with steve where he accidentally hurt the reader's feelings. no specific requests bcs im just a sucker for these types of fanfics, i'll leave it all to you to decide on what you wanna write. THANKK YOUU

aah thanks so much for the love babey !!! here’s a little somethin for your req, i hope you enjoy it <33

cw: steve being a dumb boy. bit angsty. general hurt/comfort, soft make up vibes. not proofread.

Robin’s brow furrows deeper as everyone around the table keeps laughing, the girl still as confused as she was when the joke was first told despite the multiple attempts at explaining it.

“It just doesn’t make any sense.” She grumbles, slumping back against the booth in a huff with her arms crossed over herself to really cement her annoyance.

“C’mon, you’ve gotta get it by now.” Your words come out as a laugh, cheeks a little sore from the way your grin had tugged at the corners at your mouth all night.

“Yeah Rob, even she gets it.” Steve’s head tilts towards you, a gesture only a modicum more subtle than pointing. “Surely you can.”

You instantly feel a drop in your stomach, a nasty feeling not that different to when your foot slips from underneath you or when you peer a little too far over a high ledge. You don’t let your smile falter, force out a fake laugh because you don’t want to make things awkward for anyone by being upset by something so little, so stupid.

Because maybe you are a little slow on the uptake sometimes, whispering to Steve to explain things to you or joining in the laughter a few beats after everyone else after it’s finished processing in your head. Away with the fairies, a little ditsy and easily confused, but it’s just how you are.

You know Steve didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, you can tell by the way his arm still slung over your shoulders to keep you pressed close to him. He hasn’t even noticed that you’ve dropped out of the conversation, suddenly quiet and withdrawn because you’re stuck in your own head and a little embarrassed because is that how everyone sees you?

You feel like you’re not really there for the rest of the evening, head all foggy and the lights suddenly feeling too bright - eyes blinking hard to try and keep them from watering. You’re not going to cry, the sting along your lash line only makes you more determined to hold it together, at least until you get home.

Steve has to nudge you to bring you back to the room enough so you can shuffle out of the booth, an unconvincing smile flashed to him when he looks at you with pinched brows and confusion across his face.

“What’s up with you? Y’gone all quiet.” Steve clicks his seatbelt into place, eyes looking at you rather than the keys he’s turning in the ignition.

You shrug, still feeling a little silly for being upset and letting a throwaway comment have such an effect on you. You sit low in the passenger seat, tucked into yourself as you stare out the window at the inky dark night.

“Baby.” It’s almost a whine, a plea to you to give him something more than a lift of your shoulders. “You can tell me y’know? You can tell me anything, any time.”

He waits for you to say something more, or anything, but it doesn’t come. Your lips pressed shut, if the light hit them he’d probably notice them quivering as you try to hold it together, breathing slow and quiet and controlled.

The car ride is almost silent, save for the hum of the engine and the nervous tapping of Steve’s fingers against the wheel. He knows somethings wrong, he just doesn’t know what.

Your eyes stay on the window, following each droplet of condensation trickle down before it’s swallowed by the door frame. It takes all your courage to finally say something, voice barely above a whisper and the words come out as a croak with how much you’re having to control your breathing.

“I’m -“ You take another deep breath, it’s needed with the way Steve instantly looks over to you despite the fact he’s driving. “I’m not stupid, y’know.”

“What? What d’you mean? Of course you’re not stupid.” His hand is instantly on your thigh, the best physical comfort he can give right now. “Why are you saying that?” You can hear how upset he sounds, and you almost feel bad for saying anything because you know he’d never want to hurt you, always so careful and soft around you like you’re the most precious thing in the world.

Your inhales are shaky, tears once again threatening to spill over your lash line as you push your words out. “‘Cause you said “even she gets it”, like I don’t get anything, like I’m stupid. But I’m not stupid.” You wince a little at how much you sound like a child, voice all weak and close to a whimper.

“Huh?” Steve gives your thigh a squeeze, eyes darting between you and the road so he can find somewhere to pull over. “Babe, I don’t think you’re stupid at all.” He puts the car into park, perched on a curb only a few blocks away from your house. “I didn’t mean it like that, I’d never mean it like that.”

You still can’t look at him, not more than a glance anyway because you’re certain if you make eye contact you’ll lose your composure. “S’not nice though, guess I’m a little slow with it sometimes but I get things.” You have to tuck your bottom lip under your teeth to stop it quivering. Your lashes blink quickly as you feel a couple of tears break over the barrier of your lids, rolling down your cheeks leaving little damp trails behind.

As soon as Steve hears you sniffle, face all scrunched as you try to keep any more tears from spilling, he’s straight on you. Belt unbuckled so he can lean over the center console and wipe at the sad stripes left down your cheeks with his thumbs. “Hey, nonono, don’t cry, oh baby.” His voice is all sad and soft as he takes your face in his hands, your eyes closed tight as you try to avoid his gaze. “Y’not stupid, you’re my best girl, yeah?” He punctuates his words with gentle kisses on your cheeks. “If anything, I’m stupid, sayin’ stuff like that.”

You let out a small laugh, a little sad with how you sniffle again after but it’s genuine at least. “You’re not, you’re jus’ a big meanie.” Your voice is still shaky but there’s a smile pulling at the corners of your lips as Steve keeps kissing there, a smile of his own appearing when he sees yours.

“Yeah, you’re right, I am.” He pouts at you, eyes all loving on you as his thumb rubs soft circles on your cheekbone. “I’m really sorry, baby. Y’know I never want to make you sad, think you’re the best thing to ever happen to me.”

“So dramatic.” You roll your eyes, the flush on your damp cheeks ruining any attempt at teasing. “Guess you’re forgiven.”

“Yeah? Y’sure?” Steve nudges his nose against yours, and even with his face so close you can tell

his grinning by the lilt in his voice.

“Mhm.” You nod, brushing your noses together again. “I’m sure.”

“I love you, you know that? So much.” Steve pulls back slightly so he can look at you properly when he speaks, eyes grazing all over your face as he keeps a gentle hold on it.

“I know, Stevie, I love you too.” You still feel a little shy saying it, even though you know Steve feels the same way. The words still leaving you with a dizzy head and flutter in your chest like it’s the first time.

“If I ever upset you again, you give me a good hit yeah? A real smack.” He watches you until you give him a small nod, all giggles at how seriously he’s looking at you. “I’m not kidding, babe. Knock some sense into me. Promise me you will.” He holds his pinky out to you.

“Okay, okay, I promise.” You’re smiling properly now, laughing at his proposition as you link your pinky finger with his.

“Good girl.” He brings your hand to his lips so he can press a kiss across your knuckles. “We best be gettin’ you home, yeah?”

You nod, dabbing at your cheeks to dry any lingering wet spots when Steve lets go of your hand to start driving again. As soon as he has a hand free again he holds it out to you, wiggling his fingers at you until you take it and hold it in your lap. You draw lines up and down and around his knuckles with the index finger of your other hand, tracing slow patterns across his skin whilst you sit in the comfortable quiet - occasionally broken by a small sniffle even though you don’t feel like crying anymore.

“I love you.” Steve looks over at you as you focus on your fingers motions, voice all soft and sincere and you find yourself smiling down at where your hands link.

“I love you, too.” You don’t think you’ll ever get tired of saying it, or hearing Steve say it to you. It’s probably your favorite thing to say now, when you really think about it.

[justanothersanjilover]

Here is the first pic for my fic “I wish you were a girl” over in AO3 ☺️

I wish you were a girl (662 words) by PushingBackTheNight Chapters: 1/? Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Roronoa Zoro/Sanji Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Sanji (One Piece), Nami (One Piece), Monkey D. Luffy, Tony Tony Chopper, Usopp (One Piece), Nico Robin, Franky (One Piece), Brook (One Piece), Jinbei (One Piece) Additional Tags: Trans Roronoa Zoro, Gender Dysphoria, Unintentionally Transphobia, Sanji is being an asshole, Sanji’s internalized homophobia, mentions of past rape, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, it has a happy ending, I promise!, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Soft Roronoa Zoro, Angsty Roronoa Zoro, Roronoa Zoro Needs a Hug, Found Family, Hurt Roronoa Zoro, Pining, One sided love?, Maybe there’ll be smut but I’m not sure… Series: Part 2 of Writer’s block fics

Summary: A pre-timeskip Zosan fanfic where slowly, one after another, the straw hats learn that Zoro is Trans. He didn't want to tell anyone because of bad experiences, but he eventually had to. It all started because of a panic attack after something triggered a bad memory and Nami was there to comfort him. So he opened up about his past to one after another. They were all accepting and even excited to hear about his journey so far. All of them - except Sanji. The cook never got the memo, because Zoro didn't tell him out of fear he would look at him any differently, and all the casual comments along the crew never made Sanji think about it - he’s just too oblivious. It was all good until Zoro decided to tell Sanji that he loved him and the words the cook said back hurt more than anything else Zoro had endured in his life. “I wish you were a girl…”

[mirjam-writes]

20 questions for fic writers

Tagged by @suavissimapenna <3 Sorry it took so long!

How many works do you have on ao3?

7 for Sherlock and 23 Good Omens that are completely mine. 6 collaborative fics I have either partly written, or just made art for. So, 36.

What's your total ao3 word count?

380,863

What fandoms do you write for?

Good Omens! I used to write for Sherlock too, but that's now in the past.

Top five fics by kudos:

Truth Or Dare (E, 6.5K words), my first proper smut ever! Post s1 gettig together story.

Angel Of Justice (T, 9.5K), my first ever Good Omens fanfic. Post S1 from Michael POV, A/C as a background couple.

!False (It's funny because it's true) (E, 5.4k), an office romance human AU set in software company.

A Stable Relationship (E, 9.9k), horse rider AU with trans Aziraphale. Friends with benefits becoming a romantic relationship.

Girls Just Wanna Have Sun (G, 1.7k), outsider pov scene about Robin's day at the beach, where she meets two weird gentlemen who have never been to a beach before.

Do you respond to comments?

YES I DO! Slowly, possibly, but yes I do, and I read and reread them!

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Uhhh... angsty ending? What is that? Technically Be Still My Soul: The Rift, but does that count if it's a middle part of a trilogy? That's definitely my angstiest fic of all time BUT I tried to write the happiest ending possible to it. But also, yeah, people died in the war (just not A or C), so maybe I'll count that story.

Edit: WAIT NO! To Love Somebody, a story from Shadwell pov about how he fell in love both Aziraphale and Crowley, and how that changed him. That's sort of angsty and the ending is bittersweet!

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Hmmmmmm. I have so many. I can't compare. Maybe Watching You (Watching Me), it's the porniest porn i have ever written, and it has...uh... several happy endings :D

Do you get hate on fics?

Not so far!

Do you write smut?

Yessss. I'm in my porn writer era at the moment :D

Craziest crossover:

I did some super weird anime crossovers as a teen (I hope those are long lost) but haven't dabbled on that since apart from very vague blink-and-you-miss-it references.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

One of my Sherlock fics was translated into french in 2018!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Only for one round robin event, which produced four stories! Not sure if that really counts as collaborating since we weren't allowed to talk about it when we did it, we just got the fic, read it, and added 600 words and gave it to the next one! It was super fun though.

All time favorite ship?

Aziraphale and Crowley. No competition there.

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I don't usually start posting unless I'm 100% confident I'll finish the story, so I don't have public wips.

I had one pretty cool Sherlock post-apocalypse story idea, which I'd love to talk about if someone is interested, but writing it? Hmm probably not. But it's not really a wip, if I have only like two bullets in a doc?

What are your writing strengths?

I think I write pretty good bickerflirting and humour even in dark situations. And, uh... historical research.

What are your writing weaknesses?

LONG ASS SENTENCES. I need to cut them down. Chop chop chop. Also, I over-use commas and em-dashes.

Also, not being a native english speaker, but I think I've got a lot more fluent during the past years, so maybe that's not my biggest weakness anymore.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I have done it myself, in a situation when my pov character wasn't supposed to understand what was being discussed, but I did only a couple of lines.

My languages (apart from english) are finnish, very rough swedish, and teeny tiny bit of german, but many fics I've read that have used another language in dialogue, use French or Spanish (which are popular languages for English speakers to learn in school!), and with those I'm woefully lost!

But honestly, i don't need to understand every fic under the sun! You do you, I bet there are people who can understand whichever languages you'd like to mix in your story, and that will be amazing for them!

First fandom you wrote in?

The Book Series That Must Not Be Named. I projected so much of my teenage angst into wizard school drama.

Favorite fic you've written?

You monster! Making me choose. Uh.

Okay, fair. It's easy. Be Still My Soul, hands down. @be-still-my-soul-fanfic

No pressure tagging: @hkblack, @ambrasue, @tawnyontumblr , @ack-emma and @zehwulf and anyone else who wants to answer!

[morningstargirl666]

20 Questions For Fic Writers

thank you @garglyswoof and @stars-and-darkness for tagging me!

How many works do you have on ao3?

12, though 2 of those are moodboards so don't really count.

2. What's your total ao3 word count?

553,036. Huh. Lower than I expected. No doubt that will shoot up when the tbbw rewrite is done [fake laughter, hiding real pain]

3. What fandoms do you write for?

TVD, TO a.k.a Klaroline

4. Top five fics by kudos:

The Big Bad Wolf, Into Eternity, The Little Wolf, The Red Wedding and Falling For You.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes! I try to respond to every one as I love talking with readers. I figure if someone spends time to write a comment, I'll return the favour and reply. In fact when I'm updating fics regularly, if my reply to your comment turns up in your inbox it's often a pre-warning that a new chapter is about to drop, as I read over comments I've missed before updating.

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

Does Damon murder count? [I don't really do angsty endings, I need my happily ever after]

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

Probably Into Eternity. It's really sappy and makes me feel all warm and gooey inside. What can I say - I'm a romantic at heart.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Yes, kinda. Is it hate if it's just wild interpretations of the characters or plot? Some people leave comments that just make you blink repeatedly and think...are they reading the same fic I'm writing? I remember one time someone left a comment calling Caroline a pushover (honestly had some kind of vendetta against her showing ANY kind of emotion like okaaaaay mate) even though in that very same chapter...she literally kicked Klaus is the balls. Man, that was a weird day.

9. Do you write smut?

No. Not yet. In the future? There may or may not be scenes planned. 😏 I'm picky with smut, I need feelings and the eMoTiOnS, I need to be INVESTED. Porn with plot, rather than just smut for smut's sake.

10. Craziest crossover:

Haven't written a crossover - unless intending to drop Dracula into tbbw at some point coints. There's some great ones in the fandom though, just not really my thing.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of [narrows eyes]

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No! But I'd be flattered if one ever was, as long as its translated on ao3 and given credit to me.

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

No, I haven't. I might be open to it though, if it was a round-robin kind of thing where the writers take in turns to write the scenes.

14. All time favorite ship?

KLAROLINE!!! NOW LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!!!

15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I really want to finish Divided We Fall, Falling For You and Songs of the Sea. I wouldn't say I doubt I'll ever finish them, just that I doubt I'll finish them while I'm still writing the tbbw series. Too much of the klaroline brain rot is invested in that fic alone.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've been told it's shifting between moods? So I can give readers whiplash in the emotions department - one minute you're crying, the next you're laughing. I like to think my strength is dialogue though. Even the way I write is focused around it.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Historical accuracy. I'll fall down a rabbit hole researching stuff like any writer, but the researching is more out of obligation and crippling writer guilt rather than actual enjoyment. Which is why I often take creative licence and go fuck it, history has its own au now bitches (sorry ella).

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

If its little words here and there - even a sentence or two - yes. Full conversations though unless you're fluent yourself are not fun to sift through.

19. First fandom you wrote in?

Star Wars? I want to say Star Wars. Idk those fanfics are over on my ffnet account which I will not be going back to anytime soon. I dare not go where the light doesn't touch, Mufasa speaks wisely.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

It used to be The Red Wedding but I actually love The Little Wolf more now. That one's a true labour of love, fueled on rage and spite, curtesy of Julie Plec.

I will tag @galvanizedfriend @kirythestitchwitch @marxandangels @bellemorte180 @impossiblekryptonitecolor @the-road-betwixt @purplesigebert @that-sarcastic-optimist

[ianthelordof]

Batfam Binds

Every Fiber of My Being by @navpike

A lovely, angsty Batfamily+Birdflash fic, and my first ever sewn board binding! I kinda rushed through the process and I'm not super happy with how I did the cover, but I looooove this binding style. Definitely more sewn board books in my future.

Fairy Godbrother by @envysparkler

Robin(s)-centric brotherly bonding fic that I turned into a weirdly proportioned little coptic bound book.

knockoff bat by @official-impravidus

Can you tell that I enjoy Dick as Batman? This fic is so freaking cute. Very impulsive, very last minute pamphlet bind to bring my binderary totals to equal parts fanfic and not-fanfic. Typeset entirely on my iPad because I for some reason needed to prove to myself that I could. (For the record, that's not something I recommend. Affinity Publisher is much easier to use on a computer)

Authors: if any of you three are interested in a physical copy of your work let me know, I'd love to make that happen!

(My other binderary books)

[agentstovring]

💛Smoshblr December Asks Day 21💙

What are your top 3 favourite tropes in media and/or fanfiction? (can be as general or specific as you want)

Bonus: What are 3 of your fave fanfics? (can be smosh related or from other fandoms)

Oh god, this is the ask-reply equivalent of letting you read my diary; I'm about to expose myself so much, hang tight 😂

Enemies to Lovers - They hate each other; they hate that they want each other; the passion comes built it! When done right, I love the moment when one person realizes that their feelings are changing and is powerless to stop it.

Forced Proximity - I almost went with There's Only One Bed, but anything where the players are forced together, physically or by circumstance; whether they're snowed in or have to accomplish a task before they can split up, I'm all about it.

Found Family - Throw a group of misfits together who prefer working alone; then watch them slowly but surely become a team; an inseparable unit; and finally, a family. It tugs on my heartstrings every time.

As for the fics, I'm gonna follow user shaymiens' lead and put them under a cut, as to protect your innocent eyes in case you don't wanna see this.. 😅

Thank you for asking!

Just The Facts by scoutoftherings (rated E) Shane/Ryan (W*tcher Entert*inment) Shane comforts Ryan after something goes wrong during an investigation; their friendship is tested in the aftermath. Spooky, angsty, smutty, and tender, this is my ideal fic for this pairing.

Don't Worry Baby by kalpurna (rated E) Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf, 2011 TV-show) Wealthy CEO Derek picks up a sex worker, Stiles, to be his fake partner; but it soon turns into more as they both catch feelings. The Pretty Woman AU you didn't know you needed!

carry it in my heart by robin-pulaski (rated M, if memory serves) Andrew Garfield/Jesse Eisenberg (The Social Network RPF) Andrew and Jesse fall in love while filming The Social Network (2010). This was and is THE fic that the whole fandom read obsessively. It was deleted in 2012, but PDFs are still shared online. I literally can't reread it very often, because I'm emotional for several days after.

[ten-ten31]

🌗!

💕!

🥰!

🏆!

🌍!

📒!

🎁!

🌗 fluff or angst?

Both? Both! I love fluffy fics, but I get bored when it's nothing but fluff for so long. And I love angsty fics, but have to be careful not to get lost in it, so I need a breather from time to time. A good mix and balance is what I love reading and also try writing.

💕 favorite ship to write?

Right now: TimKon, hands down. I love their dynamic of "idiots in love - two halves of a whole braincell"! Kon's loud personality versus Tim's scheming. Kon's Superman-shaped heap of trauma versus Tim's anxiety and depression. They are so dear to me, I can't even!

🥰 fave fic you’ve written?

Holy interdimensional displacement, Batman! It was my first pod_together project and so much fun to work on. I still love and reread it regularly. It's a silly little gen story about 1966 Adam West Batman and Robin coming to the comics/B:WFA batfam universe, and I still love it in all of its whimsical glory.

🏆 fic youre most proud of?

Always the one I'm working on/I just finished. ;) I think I do have several published fics I'm proud of for several different reasons. But right now, I'll probably say Krypton Wars (which really needs a better title!), because it's my most ambitious project in a long time. I know I'm writing and posting very irregularly, so sorry about that. But yeah, I'm really proud of it.

🌍fave type of au to write?

Looking at what I've written so far, probably canon divergence. Although I love plotting and thinking through more far-out AUs more tbh.

📒any fics planned?

Several. The Yaatree-verse is calling to me again. Then there is that Arashi fic I've been wanting to finish for 10 years. And I definitely need to get all my Stray/Conner Luthor headcanons out of my system at some point. Then there is the DnDoctor ship that's eating my every last braincell atm. ...

🎁 have a quote from a WIP?

Have one from chapter 5 of Krypton Wars:

How in the name of Rao had he done that?! Kon knew, he just knew Tim should have escaped. He knew he had been nowhere close enough to grab him. He had…

“At least you caught him,” Pal-Gor remarked snidely from where he was standing, overlooking the monitors.

Well, yes. But…

fanfic writer ask game that’s definitely not an excuse for shameless self promo

[oatmeal-stans-the-trash-rat]

More Asks Masterlist

This is where my asks are linked, continuing from the last one!

Numbers Ask Game (Mori) + (Julian)

About the Rat On My Shoulder

Fave SaSi Pairings

On This Episode of "I am a Dumbass"

*insert keyboard smash here*

Mori!!

Vee 💜 Anon!

Anon Made Me Smile Yet Again

Another Ask Game (Rose) + (Anon)

Boops (Sorrow) + (Rat)

Return of 💙 Anon

About "Panic & Cuddles"

Moot Moot (Fable)

Good Memory

Lovely Anon

Flowers

Soda

(Rose) + (Robin)

(Robin) + (Electrical City) + (Ivy) + (Bennie)

(Abi) + (Anon) + (Fable)

My Bit Got Me Recognized

Sweet Anon

Dukexiety as Birds

Character Bingo (Remus Sanders) + (Roman Sanders | Mangle) + (Logan Sanders)

Fanfic Writer Ask Game (Rat)

Fanfic of Poem of Fanart?

(8bit)

(8bit Returns)

Stream

Ask Game 91922929 (Mori) + (Anon)

Bimble Greep

Double Oatmeal

Mass Ask Answering (Julian) + (Roe) + (Robin) + (Duckie)

Vee💜 Anon, Hiii!

Pls, I Need Social Interaction That's OC-Related, I Am Begging

More Dukexiety Pony AU

Kind Words from [Anon] Moot + 💙 Anon

✿ Flowers ✿

OC? Named After Me? Yay!

Angsty Moceit via Roe

New Gender Unlocked: Pumpkin Head

Another Idea from Roe

Glacier, Yay :D

:D

Roe <3

About New PFP - Thanks, Bennie <3

Roe

Glacier :D

Help

(Julian) + (Duckie) + (Fable)

Writer Game (anon) + (anonyb0b) + (soysauce) + (Julian)

Roe & Gravity Falls

[soapyscoobert]

Uhh I was thinking about stranger things- I like it lots but I just never bring it up..

I’m like 90% sure Robin is going to die in season five.. It just makes sense in my head- I’m worried for Steve if she dies, because yknow they’re platonic soulmates and all. The toll that would take on that man. If it’s an Eddie and Dustin situation where he is in a situation of needing to run and get out there, he wouldn’t leave her he would rather die before leaving her he would have to be dragged away from her to leave her. There needs to be more angsty Robin fanfics (because pain) I might write one we will see

[hawkinshighdropout]

Beautiful Remains.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x (female) Reader

Summary: Six months pass since the doomsday with Vecna, your boyfriend Eddie has become more recluse and you feel that you are losing him. What will it take to get him to trust you again? To believe you still love him, scars and all.

Warnings: The only warning here is that there is a line at the very end (literally the last couple of sentences) that hint at the idea of having children one day. It doesn't go into any detail, but I have been asked to put a trigger warning for tokophobia and I am more than happy to oblige to ensure I don't make anyone uncomfortable! <3 Other than that this is purely angsty/fluff content. Unless you count a couple of curse words or mentions of Eddie's bat scars as needing a warning? Idk, I haven’t written fanfics in like 8 years so I’m a little rusty…

Note/Request: Requested by @sugoiisa. “How about one with Eddie somehow surviving the demobats and everyone including the reader nurse him back to health. And with the amount of scars he’s gotten from the bats, he grows self conscious with himself, so the reader reassured him of how their views on him haven’t changed all the while they kiss his scars😭”

Word Count: 3.2k

Send me prompts to write about!

It had been six months since everything went down… Six months since “the earthquake”, six months since Max had been hospitalised, six months since you thought you’d lost Eddie. It had been the longest six months of your life, and you knew the pain and healing was far from over, both figuratively and literally. School had been cancelled for the rest of the year and everyone was promised an honorary graduation diploma, you had suffered enough so this was the first victory for your group.

The town was still in the very early stages of fixing itself back up again, most people had been discharged from the hospitals, the mayor granting everyone financial aid so they could put a temporary pause on all non-essential employment so people could assist in the hard work to rebuild Hawkins.

Max was… well, she wasn’t great. Your once bubbly and attitude ridden little friend was now a sad and quiet individual, she kept to herself and didn’t talk much outside of the nurses running checks on her. She had officially gone blind. Most of her bones still broken, but healing. That was the important part. That was the miracle. She was healing, she was doing better day by day, that’s all that mattered to you.

Lucas hadn’t left her side once and you could tell that even in this state, their bond was only growing stronger. It was a pure testimony of love and will, that the two young souls had found comfort and security in the protection of one another, it was admirable.

Dustin was getting better, gradually. His ankle had healed up but the emotional trauma still lingered, as you would imagine. He thought Eddie had died in his arms, and for a couple minutes he technically had, your second miracle. You’re not sure what god you prayed to, all of them perhaps, but you were granted a small miracle in the doctors being able to revive him back in Hawkins.

Dustin had started seeing a counsellor to deal with his grief, and over the next passing months you could see the light slowly returning back to his eyes. He started to make jokes again, wanting to hangout more, still broken but he was working on it, and you couldn’t be more proud of him.

Steve was improving, his wounds had healed up for the most part, leaving him with a small scar that he would even brag about as being his “Battle Wound, only heroes get these.” Him and Robin had lost their jobs, again, due to the order of non essential businesses to close, so they volunteered to continue providing assistance for younger residents.

Steve was hired to drive kids two and from places to make sure they got there safe, he would pick up odd jobs here and there; laundry, kitchen work, even babysitting. Yeah, he’s always the god damn babysitter.

Robin was the same, but she worked more closely in the kitchen to make sure everyone who was displaced in the explosion had their weekly food supply boxes sent out to them. If she knew the family had a smaller child, she would always sneak a cookie or two into the box, freshly baked by Vickie. They wanted to bring a little joy to the children so in their downtime they baked cookies. It wasn’t on the list for items to include, but no one needed to know about that.

Nancy and Jonathan were going strong, they seemed to be closer than ever, he had cleaned up his act and was far more present and open with his thoughts and feelings. Since everything was closed down, Nancy deferred her college application for a year, giving them the much needed time to work things out and decide what they actually wanted. The acceptance letter merely a backup plan after the dust had settled.

Mike and Will? They seemed to be okay, still on edge as the threat of Vecna was always around the corner, but they went back to normal in terms of how they acted around one another. Eleven was doing better too, surrounded by the love and support of Hopper and Joyce (who had since moved in together), they were playing happy families.

Joyce’s job had shifted more into calling numbers on lists provided by the mayor to organise relocation for those who had lost everything. Hopper was always working, trying to locate the last couple of missing people to no avail, but he never gave up hope, he never stopped looking.

Eddie? He’s…. Sigh. Eddie, your poor Eddie. Out of everyone in your group, except Max, he was the worst off from all of this. He tried to play the hero, and paid the price for it. You’re not even sure how it happened as you’d blacked out most of the trauma, but you knew you’d somehow gotten him back to Hawkins with the help of the guys, rushed him to hospital where he was induced into a coma and had emergency surgery. He spent the first couple of weeks still in the coma but the doctors had promised you that he would pull through.

Those first couple of weeks, you visited him every single day. You brushed his hair, read him articles from his favourite magazine, kept him company and even slept beside him on some nights. He was bad. Really bad. Most of his body was bandaged up and you knew the damage had been done, you were terrified of how different life would be after everything he had been through.

You and the guys did everything for Eddie from the moment he regained consciousness up until present day. Dustin had let Eddie have his Mattel Electronics - Dungeons & Dragons handheld console whilst he was in the hospital, wanting Eddie to still get to enjoy his hobbies without exhausting himself with playing the full game himself. Eddie had complained about how nothing could replace the love and effort he put into the real thing, but he was incredibly grateful for the gesture and played late at night when he couldn’t sleep.

The other kids would come to the hospital and make sure he had snacks to eat, keeping him company until they were kicked out from visiting hours being over. Robin, Nancy and Steve would come by and make sure he had fresh clothes and get him anything he needed that the kids couldn’t get hold of. You were all his care and support team, and he’s never felt more loved and wanted in a town that once wanted him dead.

Eddie had only been home for about a month at this point, they kept him in longer than any of you expected due to the severity of his wounds. They had to do testing to make sure there wasn’t any horrific venom of sorts in the bites, and he had such a high maintenance routine that it was easier to keep him at the hospital where he could be checked on every couple of hours.

His wounds had somewhat healed, they were no longer open or needing to be bandaged, but they looked gnarly. Eddie had become far more recluse and insecure, he never took his shirt off around you, you never showered together anymore, you hadn’t even had sex in months (not that that was important, you just knew before this all happened you’d be doing it almost daily so it’s a shock that Eddie hadn’t even made attempts to do more than kiss.) He still made sure that you knew he loved you, he just didn’t feel confident enough to be intimate around you at all, you couldn’t blame him.

You were currently stepping out of the shower of Eddie’s trailer, wrapping a towel around yourself and combing through your hair with your fingers as Eddie sat in his bedroom reading a magazine. You dry yourself off and change into comfy clothes, a pair of red shorts and a white t-shirt with some band you don’t remember the name of plastered on the back, hair in a loose bun whilst it dried.

Eddie was wearing black sweatpants and a long sleeved Dungeons and Dragons shirt, socks on his feet as he was covered head to toe, not wanting you to see his scars.

“Hey, love.” He said, not looking up from his place on the magazine, only tearing his eyes away from the page when you’re leaning down to kiss him, to which he happily reciprocates.

“Hi, gorgeous.” He flinches slightly at the name, before he would have grinned brightly but now he doesn’t assosicste with it, feeling as if it didn’t belong to him.

You gently take the magazine out of his hands, folding the corner so he wouldn’t lose his place, before you set it on the bedside table away from him. Sitting beside him on the bed, you rest your hand against his cheek, cupping his head and stroking his cheekbone with a concerned look on your face. He sighs sadly, his hand cupping the back of your wrist whilst his own thumb swipes acros the back of your hand comfortingly.

“Baby… It’s 100 degrees outside, are you sure you wanna be sat here sweating your ass off in those clothes?” your voice tender, understanding, laced with concern rather than judgement.

He shrugs, truth he told he was already overheating in his outfit, he just couldn’t bear the thought of you seeing any part of him like this. You shuffle closer, press a kiss to the centre of his forehead before speaking, making sure to choose your words carefully as the last thing you’d ever want to do was upset him.

“Honey, it’s okay… I… I’m not going to judge you, you know? I want what’s best for you, I don’t want you getting sick from overheating, I promise you I won’t judge you” you whisper to him, seeing that he’s gnawing at his lip anxiously as you speak.

“I just don’t want you to see me differently, I don’t want you thinking I’m hideous and not being attracted to me. I don’t want you breaking up with me just cause you don’t think I’m hot anymore,” voice quiet, you can tell by the poor attempt to mask his sniffles that he had tears in his eyes.

“Never gonna happen,” your voice confident.

Pulling away, you take both of cheeks in your hands, tilting his head up so you lock eyes with one another. Thumbs swiftly wiping away any tears that happen to trickle down his face, you offer him a soft smile, caught between trying to be reassuring and not wanting to break down seeing him like this.

“I love you, Edward. Okay? You’re always going to be the most handsome man I’ve ever laid my eyes upon, you hear me? We’ve been through hell and back together, it’s going to take far more than your scars to make me not love you anymore. You’re the sweetest, most funny, kind, caring, supportive and passionate individual I have ever been around. You love everyone so passionately and you’re so proudly yourself and that’s a beautiful thing to experience. You’ve shown me what real love is like and you have not once made me question my worth or if you loved me. You’re a real man, Edward Munson, and I can promise you from the bottom of my heart that /nothing/ will /ever/ change that, I love you.” You can’t stop the few tears that roll down your cheek as you’re professing your love, his tears betraying him in the same way yours were.

“I love you,” he mumbled sadly. He knew that you wouldn’t judge him, you were the only person to truly know him inside and out, you loved every quirk and comforted him through every breakdown, you were his rock and you were his person, he felt safe with you. It’s just the insecure voice in his head trying to convince him that you don’t want him anymore, even when you prove time and time again that you do.

“I love you more, bub. Can you please just think about changing? Please? I really don’t want you making yourself more uncomfortable, I won’t make you go outside and I won’t let anyone else see you like this, okay? It’s just us, it’s just me. I promise.” you remind him.

It takes a little more convincing before he lets out a sigh of defeat and he agrees to change into something more weather appropriate. You give him the space to let him climb out of bed, legs crossed and fingers nervously playing with your nails whilst you watch him rummage through the closet for other options.

He settles on a pair of black denim shorts and his old Hellfire T-shirt, he hadn’t worn either items in months. You can see his hands shaking with nerves and fear as he even thought about changing into them in front of you, glancing at you sheepishly.

“If you’d feel more comfortable, you can change in the bathroom? I’m not going to force you to do anything you’re not comfortable with, okay? Baby steps, honey.” You reassure him.

He lets out a sigh of relief before fumbling his way into the bathroom, you look down at your hands and pick at the chipped polish whilst you could hear him changing on the other side of the door. Not long after, the handle rattled and his curly haired head popped out from behind the door, clearing his throat to grab your attention.

“Uh… can you… Can you close your eyes?” he asks, hoping to draw out the reveal for as long as possible so he can minimise the amount of time you see him for.

“Of course, sweetheart.” You’re immediately covering your eyes with your palms and looking down to prove you would comply. Eddie slowly comes out of the bathroom and fumbled with his hands nervously, his rings in a dish on the bedside table as he hadn’t felt himself enough to wear them.

“Um… I… you can open…” he stammers.

You make sure that he’s comfortable with it before peeling your hands from your eyes and slowly glancing up at the older man at the foot of your bed. You try to smile reassuringly, but it falters a little at the sight of his eyes welling with tears and his body shaking.

“Baby, come here…” you offer your arms out to him with a sad tone to your voice, wanting nothing more than to comfort him in his time of need.

In a flash he’s crashing into the bed and curling into your arms, his face hidden in your neck as your arms wrap protectively around his middle. You could feel his body trembling as he let out a few tears on your shirt, your hands brushing up and down his back slowly. Kissing the side of his head, you lulled him to a silence where he was finally able to breathe again in your grasp.

“I love you.” You remind him, not letting him think for even a second that anything had changed between you both.

“I love you” he mumbled into your shoulder.

“Can I take a look? If you’re okay with that? I’ve not seen them since we took you to the hospital…” testing the waters, you didn’t want to force him before he’s ready and go back tk square one.

With a reluctant sigh, he’s eventually pulling himself from your arms and sitting up beside you in the bed once again. You shoot him a reassuring smile before he curls his fingers around the hem of his shirt, pulling it up painfully slowly to reveal the scar tissue that the bats had left behind.

“Do they still hurt?” You ask, trying to deflect the attention towards yes/no questions rather than letting him get lost in his head.

“I mean, they’re kinda tender after the shower but they’re no longer agony.” He explains with a slight shrug, you move closer and reach out towards him to ask permission to touch the skin. He agrees, so your small hand ghosts across the gentle lines of the scars to trace them, feeling him flinch under your touch.

“I still love you.” You remind him, he lets out a breath he didn’t even realise he had been holding. Eddie knew you loved him, but the fact you said it whilst looking at what he deemed to be the ‘worst part’ of him calmed his racing mind.

You convince him to switch positions with you, him laying on his back in the centre of your bed whilst his hands rest under his head. You get permission from him once again to raise his shirt, leaving he fabric bundled around his armpits whilst you straddled his hips. Small hands cupping his sides, your gaze trailing across all of the torn skin with a sad smile.

“I love you. You’re still handsome to me. Very handsome, in fact. I don’t think you understand how much I love you… You sacrificed yourself for a town that hated you, baby. You did the most selfless thing anyone could ever imagine, you’re a hero. Without you, we couldn’t have pulled off the rest of the plan… You’re a fucking rockstar, Ed. I’ve never loved anyone more than I love you, and your scars will never change that.” You confess, seeing the tension leaving his face with each passing word.

Leaning down, you press a soft yet loving kiss to every scar on his chest, whispering a proud “I love you” after each and every kiss. You didn’t stop until you had coated his entire torso in kisses, connecting your lips with his as you slide the fabric down to cover him again so he could relax. He kissed you back, with passion.

“I fucking love you, sweetheart.” His hands grabbing your face and keeping you close as he kissed between subtle sobs, unable to believe his luck that he had someone so wonderful and understanding all to himself.

You can’t help but giggle as you both let out months of pent up emotions just spiral out of you, showering one another in kisses and compliments as you felt Eddie slightly relaxing around you. Eddie was coming back. YOUR Eddie was coming back. The sound of his laugh filled your heart with joy, you had begun to fear that you would never hear it again, but this was all you could ever need.

“You’re so fucking handsome, Eddie. I’m such a lucky person to get to have you as my own. I’m going to cherish the ground you walk on until we’re old and grey, you hear me? We’re gonna get married and maybe even pop out a Mini Munson or two. You’re mine. You’re my home and I’m so fucking in love with you,” you confess through the tears and the giggles.

Suddenly you’re being grabbed, tugged, and rolled over in the bed, Eddie towering over you as he’s got a hand cupping your jaw. He’s smirking down at you as your cheeks flush pink, everything he did made you weak in the knees for him. Kneeling between your spread legs as he’s showering you in kisses, lips slipping along your jaw and down your throat as he purrs playfully at you.

“Mini Munsons, hm?” he smirks.

[swashbuckling-chicken]

1-30 /j

fuck you asshole im doing all of them

1. Upside Down byler or Vecnaed byler. this is fucking difficult i love them both. going with vecna because ive been a mike gets vecnaed truther since vol1

2. ‘Crazy together’ or ‘Friends. Best friends.’

3. Season 3 rain fight or season 4 Rink O Mania fight

4. Murrayed byler or high byler. ive never really wanted byler to get murrayed its just never been my thing

5. Boys Don’t Cry or Smalltown Boy

6. Soft confession or angsty rain confession.

7. Will with a gun or Will with powers

8. Mike getting Vecnaed or Will getting Vecnaed. i need this for my sanity

9. Will finding out about the quarry or Mike finding out about the painting. i would love will to find out but i think the painting much more necessary in leading them to get together

10. Hopper finding out about byler or the party finding out about byler. i need lucas to say 'i told you so' to dustin

11. Byclair or Madwheeler besties

12. Van scene or bedroom scene

13. Hellfire Mike or Hellfire Will. thats his most slay era yet

14. Eddie and Will interacting or Robin and Will interacting. rip eddie

15. Protective Mike or protective Will

16. Angsty byler moments or fluffy byler moments

17. Mike calling Will only for the line to always be busy or Will watching as El received tons of letters from Mike

18. Elmike or Willel

19. DnD byler or apocalypse byler. im still waiting for the "lets start a new party you and me" line

20. Mike POV or Will POV. still looking for evidence his head isnt full of rocks

21. Michael or Mikhail?

22. Do Mike and Will deserve each other or does Will deserve better

23. Lumax parallels or Jancy parallels

24. Madcleric or Wheelclair. "girls just like... talking in bathrooms and stuff" "theyre conspiring against me"

25. Fanart or fanfics. im not really a fanfic person sorry

26. Mike “Hawkins isn’t the same without you” Wheeler or Will “You make me feel like I’m not a mistake” Byers

27. Mike’s haircut or Will’s haircut

28. Byler shitposts or byler analyses

29. Mike has a secret letter for Will in his pocket or Mike has a stack of letters for Will in his closet. i dont really care but mike has a letter for will ill die on this hill

30. Byler vulnerability or byler physical codependency

[nightwing-centric]

Taking Flight: A Tragicomedy in Four Acts

Sinopsis: John and Mary Grayson die; Dick becomes Robin. This is everything that happens in between, a/k/a, how Gotham City ripped one family and identity from Dick and gave him another.

An origin story in the Rebirth spirit, weaving together threads from Tec #40, Dark Victory, Robin: Year One, New 52, and more.

Dick just wanted to go back to the circus, to go back to his normal life, waving to crowds and flying through the air. But instead he was in a giant cave under a giant mansion in (outside of?) Gotham, swiftly becoming part of a billionaire's cobbled-together family and trying to solve a murder. And the worst part? He sort of liked it.

Content Warning: none My opinion: After recommending some fluff Birdflash I'm legally obligated to recommend some Angsty Dick and Bruce (as father and son, don't be weird) so here it is! is long, yes, but so worth it! So, what am I bringing you here? Court of owls, Dick and Bruce learning how to be a family, Alfred being great, some guest appearance of Clark Kent and Bruce being a good dad (just what we need <3) I'm begging you to read it pretty please. Also, it's part of a series, you don't HAVE to read the other fanfics but I honestly recommend you do it. the series only has 3 fics, this being the first one. in the third one you will get to see Dick and Wally getting to know each other and becoming friends, so I highly suggest you read all 3 of them

[animentality]

Hiiii so you've low-key turned me into a batfamily stan so i have to ask, do you know where i can read their comics? i'd love to get into them but i have no idea where to start

OK FULL HONESTY TIME.

I don't follow DC comics, I literally just read DC AO3 fanfics because I am a degenerate.

I have never read a single DC comic...except this one:

This is where those images come from.

The only reason I know these characters and most of the lore is through reading their fanfics.

I'm so sorry. I am truly beyond help.

I saw Tim Drake was bisexual but I didn't care about superhero comics, so I just delved into AO3 land and there I remained.

In all honesty, if you wanted to get into DC comics, or at least Batman related, hoo boy, where do you even start?

Because Batman himself has not only had like a million retcons and re writes and continuity breaks, but all the other robins have too, I'm pretty sure.

But hey, some nerd out there does have a list you can peruse for where to hop in:

https://www.comicbookherald.com/complete-robin-comics-reading-order/

Also just in general.

The oldest and first robin is Dick Grayson, the wholesome brotherly nerd. He's also the one I'd say most people know. He's always wearing blue since his hero alias is Nightwing and his suit is blue.

Second is Jason Todd, famous for being killed by the joker and becoming very troubled and angsty over it. He's the one with the white hair. His color is typically red since he was "red hood" for a while.

Tim drake is the third, known for being a detective. He figured out who batman was, and has living parents, wealthy ones too, so he was more of a mentee than an orphan that got adopted like the others. He wears red too but it's mixed with yellow.

Damian is the tiny one. Aggressive. Biological son of Bruce Wayne too, with Talia ghul, who's of course the daughter of ra's al ghul.

You might remember them both from the Nolan verse movies.

Anyway, I feel bad, but I know very little about Duke, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, and Oracle.

I know Oracle/Batgirl was disabled by the joker in a misogynistic way in the critically acclaimed killing joke, though.

But essentially, yes.

You can probably enjoy the comic with only an approximate knowledge of all these characters.

I know I do.

The comic also kind of explains the stuff you need to know anyway too.

[demigoddreamer]

Batfam Fanfic Recs Part 1

Most of the Batfamily bonding fics I read are centered around Jason Todd aka Red Hood because he's my fav Robin so all of these probably have Jason . I don't have any x readers, most of them don't have relationships if they do there is no incest. I do like a good angsty fanfic with some emotional trauma but usually end in comfort so some of these may be too serious for your liking but i don't read anything above teen and up audiences cause i can't handle really sexual stuff.

Mother in the Earth by alexandredumas_eatyourheartout

General Audiences

Relationships:

Catherine Todd & Jason Todd

Summary:

“I wish you would say something,” Jason says quietly. “You’re always so quiet when I come around. Is it something I said?”

The rain plip-plops against the ground in reply to his words.

Needles or Pins by LanternWisp

Teen and Up Audiences

Relationships:

Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

Summary:

Sometimes Little Reds walk the path of needles, forbidden forests are urban jungles, the Woodsmen don't make it in time and disobedient children get eaten by wolves. It's when the story doesn't have the decency to end there that things get complicated.

OR Some dark details of Jason's past finally come to light.

Fallen Bird by Croppmar000

General Audiences

Summary:

Something had happened, something bad. Dick was a wreak. Nothing like this had ever happened before. Batman's birds didn't just die.

Someone That Hates To See Me Go by AutumnHobbit

Teen and Up Audiences

Relationships:

Jason Todd & Dick Grayson

Jason Todd & Tim Drake

Jason Todd & Damian Wayne

Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

Jason Todd & Stephanie Brown

Jason Todd & Cassandra Cain

Jason Todd & Alfred Pennyworth

Jason Todd & Barbara Gordon

Summary:

Batfamily:don't die Jason:I'll dO WHAT I WANT _____

Or, how Jason realizes his family wants him to live, and how he realizes he does, too.

If the Sky Comes Falling Down (For You) by lurkinglurkerwholurks

Teen and Up Audiences

Relationships:

Stephanie Brown & Jason Todd

Dick Grayson & Jason Todd

Tim Drake & Jason Todd

Cassandra Cain & Jason Todd

Jason Todd & Damian Wayne

Summary:

or, 5 times Jason Todd saved his siblings... and one time they saved him.

This fic is completely written and will post weekly.

It was only by luck that Jason was still there when the bodies came crashing down the street. Bad luck, he would argue. He could hear them long before he could see them, their bodies preceded by the thunderous pounding of boots of asphalt and shouted curses. Three or four figures flashed by his little alleyway, a tight mob followed by a lone, slender figure in a streaming cape.

Fair is Fowl by Lysical

Teen and Up Audiences

Relationships:

Dick Grayson & Jason Todd

Summary:

Dick Grayson is visiting the Manor. Jason Todd has the chickenpox. They might not be brothers, but maybe they can get along for one evening. -- "Bruce should get the chickenpox," Jason said, as Alfred walked to the door. "Then we'll tell him he can't patrol and see how he likes it."

"Perish the thought.”

Overheard by Sun_Moon_Stars_Jedi

Teen and Up Audiences

Relationships:

Clark Kent & Jason Todd

Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

Dick Grayson & Jason Todd

Summary:

Clark overhears something at a charity gala that reveals parts of Jason's past on the street.

i'd give you my lungs (so you could breathe) by discowing (ameliafromafairytale)

General Audiences

Relationships:

Dick Grayson & Jason Todd

Summary:

A brush with fear toxin on patrol leaves Dick seeking comfort and grounding in his first brother's presence.

a raging black ocean by starknjarvis

Teen and up audiences

Summary:

It's cold in the Cave, and there are still things Jason cannot stomach.

Young, Scrappy and Hungry by Sohotthateveryonedied

-Teen and up audiences

Summary:

“Shit.”

Whoever dumped the wood here must not have been paying attention, because they missed the huge fucking nail sticking out of one of the planks. It tore right through the side of Jason’s left hand, the wound deep and jagged. The lighting is horrid, but even Jason can tell that the dark fluid coating his hand is blood—so much that the sight alone makes him queasy.

Fuck. Fuckety fucking shit. This is going to need a fuck ton of stitches, and Jason can officially cross hand model off his list of potential careers.

It Hurts to Breathe by Ellegrine

-Teen and up audiences

Relationships:

Jason Todd & Dick Grayson

Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

Summary:

There’s a batarang in Jason’s pocket. It hurt more than the crowbar.

[numptypylon]

15 & 25 for the fanfic ask?

15, something I learned this year:

Lots of stuff! I'm not 'new' anymore like I was last year, but there's so much to learn, still. I learned that it won't kill me to not post EVERY week XD Will definitely need that lesson, going forward, haha!

And I learned a lot from the whumptober drabbles I did, writing more abstract and condensed, almost more poetry than prose. And I'll bring that practice at communicating feelings without spelling out the context with me into my longer works, along with an increased awareness of what is REALLY necessary to include, from all that word-counting.

25, fic I read this year that I would recommend everyone read:

I definitely read less this year, I've been busy and stressed and had a hard time focusing on reading. That said, a lot of wonderful stories this year and I'm sure I missed a lot of them!

I'm going to restrict this to recc two stories that I loved and that people might not know about (I also love and appreciate all you wellknown and prolific wonders out there) <3

Artistry by BasicPlains is an angsty modern au rayllum story that's just fantastic, compelling and with such emotional and thematic depth throughout. It's mildly smutty, be forewarned. If you're broken after reading it, the follow-up chapter might heal you ;) It's from 2020 but I RE-read it this year!

The Legend Begins by @jedidragonwarriorqueen is a wonderfully thoughtful rayllum Robin Hood au, that's giving me all the nostalgia feelings and sense of adventure and it's thoughtful, funny and heartwarming <3