#also if you've let me a comment that i haven't replied to yet i am SO sorry

[captjprice]

What about ghost with an s/o who's just as stoic and closed off (mostly with strangers but more open than him in a relationship) as he is and always looks so done with everything, mostly quiet and only gives one word answers or no answer at all, sarcastic or gives a side eye when someone makes a stupid comment and has a dark sense of humor but they're actually very sweet and gentle once you get to know them???:)

Simon "Ghost" Riley x reader

A/n: I am finally getting to requests ugh

Mentions: fluff, sfw, Simon is scared shitless by romance, angst(?????), but not really

Intimidated wasn't really the word Simon would use in this case, because Simon Riley did not get intimidated.

Yet, he felt a bit odd seeing you. He wasn't sure what to think of you. All of the others in the taskforce were like an open book— So open and friendly, so unlike him. And then there you were, cleaning your gun with an expression on your face that told everyone to promptly fuck off.

Price had noticed you weren't.. falling in the group that smoothly, just like Simon hadn't at first. He assured everyone you were a delight to work with.

Simon wasn't so sure of that, but still, he decided to join you, cleaning his gun as he sat down next to you. Kyle was rummaging around as well, eyeing you. "You two look extra jolly today," he snorts. You don't reply, only looking up at him with a glare. He seems to understand the message, clearing his throat and giving nod. Simon raises a brow, glancing over at you.

He wasn't sure why, but Simon was so incredibly intrigued with you— you barely spoke, and when you did, it was the kind of comment only you could laugh at, and occasionally Simon too. He didn't really notice it himself, but everywhere you were he wouldn't be far behind, trying to start conversation.

It was uncanny, how badly he wanted to talk to you. He wanted to know everything about you, while ofcourse keeping himself at a safe distance.

The bar has flooded empty, leaving only you and some other taskforce members in a quiet booth. It's another late night of celebrations, and you, for once, haven't drunk yourself wasted. You gaze over the booth, watching the other men laugh, occasionally patting each others arm or back.

But Simon also seems to be sober, watching over the others with an almost tired look in his gaze. When your eyes meet, you give a soft smile. The others won't remember much of the evening, let alone you smiling at someone.

Your sudden expression makes Simon's eyes widen a little, especially because all you've been up to now was an isolated grump. He shifts, then gives a nod. When your eyes don't budge from him, he stands, awkwardly shuffling past the others to sit down next to you. "Awful lot, aren't they?" He asks gruffly. You give a nod, sipping your drink and clearing your throat. "And I thought it was bad when they were sober." You say, smiling. "Well, believe me, it can get even worse than this. This is only when they're tipsy." His words make you let out a hearty chuckle, and he smiles in amusement at it. You're not as half as bad as he thought you'd be.

"I have a feeling by the time they're completely drunk, I'll be at home nice and warm in my bed." You state, giving his arm a slight nudge. "Why's that? Not into celebrations?" Simon asks, his eyes focused on you. You shake your head. "I only drink if I want to be miserable." Now it's his turn to laugh, even though it's only a quiet chuckle.

That evening replayed in his mind, you had been so friendly, so approachable that he was wondering why he hadn't talked to you earlier.

"Hard at work, I see." You retort with a little chuckle, watching Simon gaze at the wall with unfinished reports in front of him. He clears his throat, looking at you. He'd get so lost in his head sometimes..

When he doesn't respond, you step closer. "You okay, Simon?" Your voice is so soft now, nothing compared to how you'd bark orders or remark comments sometimes. He gives a little nod, trying to ignore how his chest aches at your sweet tone. "Yeah." Simon glances at you, seeing you holding coffee. You'd made it a habit over some time now to bring him some whenever you could. "That for me?"

You nod, setting it down. "You should take a break, Si." The nickname makes him perk up. "Just not my day today. It's fine." Somehow, you don't really believe him. "Are you sure? I'm here for you. I'd like to think we're friends. Friends do that for eachother."

You're being too sweet, all of a sudden. What happened to you glaring at him, rolling your eyes? He shakes his head, waving you off. "It's fine. I have work to do."

He comes back to his barracks that evening to a little note from you, slid under the door with your number and a little heart on it.

[shegxox]

the beauty of language: french lessons. | chamber

in which: you admire your colleagues' language and wanted to learn it.

c.w: not proofread, other than that it's a chill chapter wih a '👀' at the end.

w.c: 1,653

a.n: this will be a mini-series with a...plot?? i think.. idk I'm just planning everything otw 💀 also, reader will be based on my oc so that the reader will at least have a character built around them. enjoy! ++ oc visual here

next ♡

WHEN you first came into the valorant headquarters and met everyone, you were pleasantly surprised at how diverse its members were. You even thought that maybe Brim was going to pick one or two agents from every country that there was in the world. It pleased you that you didn't have to worry about whatever accent that comes with your English because almost everyone had their own, and that somehow made you have this appreciation and admiration for other foreign languages.

It started with Chamber, his accent is pretty evident, and still, he sounds so elegant and rich. It was probably the first thing that attracted you to him (in an admiring way, of course), and one afternoon on a day off you caught him in an almost rare sight of lounging around the common area for his afternoon coffee. The man's usually either in missions, cooped up in his workshop, or somewhere around the base where the two of you just couldn't cross paths.

"Ah, bonjour mademoiselle!" Chamber called out in delight as he saw you passing by, and you gasped in surprise.

"Chamber, hello!" You smiled, approaching the entrance to the balcony that was overseeing the sea. "I haven't seen you in a while. How are you?"

The man's chest flutters at the sound of your voice. You were one of the people who he enjoys being with. Other than you being able to go along with his 'personality', You weren't as wary of him like the rest of the protocol, and you've expressed your genuine trust in him. It may have been a risky decision on your part– and he himself thought that you were too trusting, but he greatly appreciates it. Whenever you're around, he feels comfortable and warm inside.

He couldn't help but chuckle to himself when he noticed at least five rose buds subtly growing around your head the moment you saw him. He finds it fascinating how your feelings are somehow connected to your radiant abilities.

"I'm perfectly alright, ma chérie." He replied, "Still handsome and well dressed, no?"

You let out a short giggle to his reply. "Who else other than you?"

Chamber presented the empty chair next to him.

"Please, sit. Have a cup with me."

"Oooh, my pleasure." You took the offer and sat by his side. Chamber gracefully poured you a cup, and the scent of the coffee almost instantly hits your nose.

You took in a deep breath, "Mmm, that smells wonderful."

"Indeed it is." The man agreed. "Care for some treats?" Chamber motioned his hand to the tiered stand of mini cakes and tarts.

"Oui, oui." You answered playfully, making the man chuckle in amusement.

"Impeccable french you have there." He comments, handing you strawberry tart.

Perfect, you were eyeing that one.

"Well, I learned from the best." You winked.

"You're welcome." He replies smugly, and you smirked.

"Oh, I meant from Ratatouille."

Chamber huffed a laugh. "Ah, forgive me. Of course, who am I compared to a chef rat?"

You squinted your eyes at him playfully. "His name is Remy, you uncultured swine."

The two of you shared a hearty laugh before finally taking a sip of your coffee. Tasting the right amount of bitterness and a hint of sweetness in the drink.

"Ah, speaking of french." You set your cup down. "I was actually planning to learn it."

Chamber's left eyebrow quirked up in amusement, there was a glint of glee in his eyes.

"Oh, really now?"

"Yeah," you nod with a smile. "I'm intrigued by it. But mostly because whenever you talk in french, you sound so rich and lovely."

Chamber was slightly taken aback; that definitely fed his ego yet, at the same time, felt genuinely flattered. Don't get him wrong; this was not the first time someone complimented him (obviously), but he doesn't exactly know why he felt his heart skip a beat at your words. Maybe because you were so blunt about it most of the time that it catches him off guard.

"I wanna sound rich and lovely, too." You joked before taking a bite from your tart. "But seriously, your language is beautiful, and I would love to learn it."

Chamber gave you a charming smile. "Ma chèrie, you came to the right person!"

Your eyebrows shot upwards, giving him a look.

"Huh?"

". . .What do you mean, huh?"

Were you not practically asking him to teach you? Chamber thought, confused as well.

Your eyes widened, and a growing smile started to stretch the corners of your mouth.

"Wait... You can teach me??"

"Of course, I can." Chamber waved his hand mindlessly, furrowing his eyebrows. "Who else but me, no?"

"Oh," You laughed sheepishly. "I was thinking duolingo, but you'd be better!"

"Please," He scoffed a laugh. "The real deal is right here in front of you, give the owl a rest, yes?"

You gave him a chuckle, "I suppose you're right. But are you sure? I mean, I know you're a busy man and all, I don't want to take up your time and stuff."

Chamber shook his head

"Nonsense, ma chérie." He assured before saying in a flirty tone. "It would be nice to see your beauty more often, no?"

Your left eyebrow raised and you smirked. "Oh really now?"

"Do you not feel the same?" Chamber challenged, mirroring your expression, leaning over just a tad bit closer to you.

You hummed, looking straight into his eyes through his glasses before ever so bluntly saying,

"Well, I do miss seeing your face every now and then."

Chamber's jaw clenched, and his hand that was under the table gripped his knee hard, almost faltering. He pushed a smug smile on his face and forced out a laugh that almost seemed nervous.

"Well, there you have it then!" He could feel his cheeks getting hot. "When would you like to start?"

You smiled. "If you're not doing much today, would it be alright to start now?"

His gloved hand trailed over to yours, lifting it and gazing straight into your eyes.

"It'd be an honor to teach you, ma chérie."

Without breaking his gaze, he placed a kiss at the back of your hand.

You simply smiled in his direction, not at all fazed by his actions since you knew that's just how he is. Retracting your hand from his hold, you clapped once, feeling excited about your future lessons with the man.

"Wonderful! So how should we start?"

Chamber hummed thoughtfully, taking hold of a croissant on his plate.

"What are some words or phrases that you know so far?" He lifted his hand and pointed it in your direction, levelling the bread to your mouth. Subtly telling you to take a bite.

"Well, other than oui and bonjour I know. . ." You took a bite of the croissant, looking directly at the man.

"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?"

Chamber felt something crack within him as soon as he heard those words, the croissant in his hand fell on the table.

The poor man froze again for the second time.

Well, you definitely had the pronunciations right. . .but. . .

The man swallowed thickly.

". . . You do not know what that means do you?"

You let out a carefree laugh, completetlyignorant of its meaning.

"No idea. Just heard it from a song somewhere ."

Chamber mentally sighed in relief.

"Alright, well take that off your list for now." He cleared his throat, trying to regain his cool composure.

"What, why? What does it mean?"

"You will know soon."

"Just tell meee."

Chamber looked away, pushing his glasses up in position. "Learn it yourself on the way, ma chérie."

You gave him a confused look, taking note of his ears suddenly turning a shade of red. 'Is he okay?'

He suddenly turned and shot you a sharp look. "But don't go around saying those words to anyone, am I understood?"

"Oh, uh– yes. . . Sir?" Maybe the sentence that you said was something rude?

'Oh well.' You shrugged it off, you'll learn what it means soon anyway.

Chamber took a quick shot of his coffee before clearing his throat again.

"Now we'll start at the basics, you may learn on your own when I'm away but only with the material that I will give you, am I understood?"

"Oui!"

"That's a good girl."

- - - -

On the other side of headquarters, a team had just arrived from a two-week mission.

"Where's (y/n)?" A particular agent asked as soon as he stepped out of the Vulture. Both his arm and hands are full of souvenirs that he brought from the country where the mission took place. His left hand held a bag full of snacks and little trinkets, while his right arm cradled a big and round stuffed toy penguin.

"I believe she's in the common room," Sage replied to the man with a gentle smile.

The man returned a kind smile to Sage.

"Thank you."

The man didn't even bother putting his things down as he hurriedly went over to where you could be, gifts still tight in their hold.

He finally arrived at the door to the common area with the eagerness to see your face, but as he entered, he immediately catches your familiar form sitting and laughing.

Laughing with someone else– with Chamber.

"Gaia."

He calls out your agent name aloud and saw you whip your head in his direction. His chest tightened at the sight of your growing smile and delightfully took note of the roses that started to bloom on your head the moment you saw him.

"Sova!"

[joka13]

FANFICTION: Weasley Twins x Reader (Slytherin Girl) - Part 13

WARNINGS: small amount of swearing

You're in Defense Against the Dark Arts. As usual, you are reading out of that terrible book that Professor Umbridge has assigned. You rest your chin in your hand. Your eyes lazily move down the paragraphs and soon you find yourself drifting off.

You jerk awake when something slaps the edge of your desk. You look up to see Umbridge smiling down at you.

"Sorry, Professor," you apologize. "Haven't been getting enough sleep."

She takes her hand off your desk. "What could possibly be keeping you from getting enough sleep?" she asks in her high, perky voice.

You don't know how to answer her question honestly without revealing that you've been sneaking out late every night to help Fred and George. Umbridge waits patiently by your desk for your response.

"Nightmares," you eventually reply. It's not entirely a lie.

"Ah," is all Umbridge says in response. Though she's still smiling, she appears to be disappointed that she couldn't get you to give away your secret, but, then again, how could she know? Maybe she assumes you are hiding something because you're good friends with the Weasley twins. They're always "up to no good", as every Hogwarts staff member would say. Professor Umbridge starts to walk away.

George leans over. "Probably about her, am I right?" he snickers.

Before you can reply, Umbridge stops half way to her desk. Did she hear George's comment?

"Detention, Mr. Weasley," she says without turning around.

"What?" Fred, who was also falling asleep, quickly sits up. Umbridge continues toward her desk.

"Not you," George growls. He sighs heavily in frustration.

"Aw, man. Sorry about that," you sympathize.

"It's not your fault."

"I'm still sorry it happened all the same. I wouldn't want to spend any time out of class with that woman," you whisper.

"I wouldn't want to spend any time with that woman, period," Fred says. "What'd you do, George?"

"Not anything that deserves detention!" he spits.

You don't like seeing George upset. You search for something to say to change the subject.

"Don't we have a Hogsmeade trip coming up at the end of the week?" you ask. You're glad to see George's expression soften.

"Yeah, that's right!" says Fred. "I can't wait. I've been needing a break from classes."

"I think we all need a break. And not just from classes if you catch my meaning."

"Ah, yes, yes. We have been working very hard. Especially you, y/n."

"You should come to Hogsmeade with Fred and I," George says. "Let us treat you."

You grin. "Alright... thanks." You don't know who else you'd go to Hogsmeade with, other than Hermione, but she's got her own thing with Harry and Ron that you don't want to invade.

"No, thank you!" Fred gives you a dashing smile. You feel your face grow warm. "We've never made as much progress in a whole year!"

You're surprised he feels this way. You feel like you've only barely made progress, but you don't say as much. "You know... I often think the two of you could be at the top of your classes if you really cared. You are both very smart and completely capable."

Fred gasps theatrically. "Bloody hell, did you hear that, George?"

"Sure did, Fred." George tips his head to the side and smiles crookedly. "The great y/n y/l/n just called us smart."

You laugh out loud, then quickly cover your mouth with your hands. You look over at Umbridge. Behind her desk, scribbling away with her pink feathered quill, the corner of her mouth twitches. You wait for her to call your name, but she remains focused on whatever she's writing.

"I think she has a thing for Slytherins," George whispers.

"Pfft. She definitely doesn't have a thing for me."

"She does dislike you more than other Slytherins, but you're still a Slytherin. I'm surprised I haven't gotten detention yet," says Fred.

"Yeah. Don't jinx it," George grumbles.

That night during dinner, while George is in detention, you and Fred sit with Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Where's Georgie at?" Ron asks through a mouthful of food.

"Detention," Fred answers. "By Umbridge."

Ron swallows thickly and shakes his head. "A terrible fate indeed." He makes eye contact with Harry who tucks his hands underneath the table.

Hermione clears her throat. "So, um, what do you think of her, y/n? Professor Umbridge I mean."

You shrug your shoulders. "Oh, I dunno. She's just another strict teacher. Reminds me of Snape... setting aside all of the smiling and pink clothing, of course."

"Has she inspected any of your classes yet?"

"Inspected?"

"Yeah," says Ron. "She's been going around with a clipboard. Checking up on the teachers and such."

"She's not just a teacher, you know," Hermione explains to you. "She's here representing the Ministry of Magic. Fudge thinks Dumbledore is no longer mentally sane, so he sent Umbridge to make sure Hogwarts is still adequate enough for students to attend... or something like that."

"She used the word 'safer' to describe her method of teaching," you say.

Ron rolls his eyes. "Right. Because the way Hogwarts does it is so dangerous!" he says sarcastically.

"I don't know about all of you, but I'm not learning anything from her," Harry adds. "At least, not anything useful."

"I've learned that I hate the color pink," Fred says. You laugh.

"This is serious," says Harry, unamused. You listen intently. You don't often get to hear from Harry because he's usually so quiet. "We need a real Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Even the imposter we had last year was better than Umbridge. Sure, he was planning to have me killed the entire time, but I still learned some things during his classes." Your mouth hangs slightly open in disbelief. You're taken back by how casually he can talk about last year's events. "How are we supposed to defend ourselves against Voldemort and his followers if we don't know how?"

There's a startlingly loud clashing that causes everyone but Harry to jump in their seats. You realize that you had absentmindedly let your fork slip out of your grasp and onto your plate.

"Sorry," you chuckle shakily, still unsettled by Harry's mentioning the Dark Lord's name. Fred watches you with concern.

"So how about that Hogsmeade trip this weekend?" Hermione blurts nervously. "I hear The Three Broomsticks has this new drink..."

Fred leans in closer to you. "You alright?" he whispers so only you can hear it past Hermione's rambling.

You nod and give him a weak smile. "I... just wasn't expecting that."

Fred smiles back apologetically. "Harry doesn't give a damn when it comes to being discreet about You-Know-Who."

"I can see that."

"Yeah..." Fred stares at his empty plate for a minute in thought. Then he looks up at you excitedly. "Hey, you wanna get out of here? I have something I want to show you."

You grin, the feeling of suspense already gathering inside of you. "Sure... but shouldn't we wait for George?"

Fred waves a hand of dismissal. "It'll be fast."

After a moment of hesitation, you agree. You say goodnight to the others, gathering your things. Once you're on your feet, Fred takes you by the hand.

[asherloki]

Christmas and us

Sherlock x reader

Fluff!

Part one, part 3

"Rosie liked it" I said breaking the silence that surrounded Sherlock and myself. It was two in the morning, John went to sleep with his daughter. Her face was priceless seeing those colours that Sherlock and I bought. John, too was pretty happy after receiving the beautiful Parker pen Sherlock and I gave him. 'The army doctor needs a good pen' Sherlock said while buying it. Mrs Hudson was off to sleep too, hope she liked the cup set, I insisted on giving her that. She smiles at everything, you can't quite tell if she's happy or just pretending.

"don't worry" replied Sherlock, "Mrs Hudson adored it" ofcourse he deduced what I was thinking.

"hmm I hope" I answered, stealing a glance at eachother we smiled. Then again we turned at the window looking at the sky.

"it's pretty cold tonight " I said walking towards Sherlock's chair, "come here" gesturing him to come with me I sat on his chair.

"may I have a bit of space here?" he asked with the sweetest smile. Giving him another in return I moved to give him some space to sit.

"comfy enough?" I asked, he sat and wrapped me in his arms and replied,

"very much, but..." there was a but? I looked at him asking,

"but?"

"did you open the present I got you?"

"I haven't opened any of that, wait I'll get it" I got up and took the present he brought for me, "SO EXCITED" I tried to expression my excitement as much as possible.

Little by little I started to unwrap the present "oh g-"

to my surprise it was the most precious gift one can ever give me, "you just did not buy me a freaking pair of diamond earrings" I said, wanting to pinch myself to believe.

"yet here it is" answered Sherlock, "do you like them?"

I was even more surprised by the question, "hold on" I put off my earrings that I was wearing and wore the ones he gave, "Ta-Da, how do I look?"

His eyes sparkled in the almost dark living room, the fireplace lit dimly, the only light that shown brightly was the fairy ones.

"beautiful" he said, as if whispered. I stared at him, feeling at unesse, guilty, fucked up if I dare say so. Remembering how this man spent his hard earned money on me and how I often neglect him. You know I often prioritise my friends, my needs, my wants before this flesh and blood man.

"you okay?" he asked with concern, perhaps my face said how I was feeling.

"Sherlock?" I called, in order to confess.

"yes my dear?" he replied.

"I'm a terrible wife, I would be the worst mother if we have kids, I'm also not a good daughter, I'm also not a good enough friend, I'm everything I said, greedy too perhaps, not of money, but attention, that I neglect you, but I love you Sherlock Holmes, for all the lovers I ever had, you're the only one that loved me back, perhaps more that I deserve".

He stayed silent, maybe it took him some time to process what I just said,

"my love" he replied, "everything you said is a very harsh self criticism, to say the least. That being said, I'm the one who judges whether someone is worthy of my love or not. You are worthy of it, my dear, more than you can imagine. You're not perfect, but no matter how much you feel lack, you're still the most extraordinary person in my eyes."

I knew not what to say, 'the dumb girl and the detective ' was the headline of the paper when he married me, 'the stupid painter' people pointed at me when we walked hand in hand. Yet he never for once felt ashamed of me.

"well" I said changing the atmosphere into a bit cheerful one, "I am the most beautiful person you've ever seen after all".

He too smiled at my comment, "certainly, as I've been saying since day one."

He said it since the week we met,

"you barely liked me" he said, "did you?"

"well" I replied, "yes it took me time, who knew the man I rolled my eyes at seeing for the first time will be the exact same person sitting with me here in this sofa as my bloody husband ".

He laughed, and his laughrer rang in the flat. I let him laugh for some time, he looked happy.

"Sherlock, it's really late, let us go and sleep " I said getting up.

"okay " he said and then stopped, "one minute ".

I looked at him curiously doing something on his phone, "a bit of music doesn't hurt".

He played 'love story' lightly so no one wakes up.

"care to join for a dance?" he offered raising his hand to catch mine. With a soft giggle I held his stretched out hand and we swayed with the rhythm of the song, softly singing to ourselves "it's a love story baby just say 'yes'".

[sujuyeonn]

Sujuu!

It's fanfic writer appreciation day so here I am in your askbox :D

Thank you so much for writing and sharing IWATIFI with us! You have no idea how often I reread it, and how much more I love it with each read. I know I haven't gotten around to commenting on the last chapter yet (and I plan to, it's halfway written so far but life is lifeing) but the short version is: I absolutely love it. Just a little bit more than the rest of the fic though I probably shouldn't have favourites lol.

I also want to acknowledge how hard you've worked on it. It probably wasn't easy writing a long multichaptered fic while maintaining the pacing and plot consistency, but you still posted regularly. And IWATIFI was one of the few things I really looked forward to back when things weren't looking so great in my life- I would often eagerly wait to wake up to that one email from ao3. Well, that and the email notifying me that you replied to my comments haha.

I really appreciate you for being such an amazing writer and human. I hope you have a great day! 💜

lume!! omg hello i can’t believe i’ve taken like,, a week to answer this lovely message.

happy late fanfic writer appreciation day to you too!! :D you made my entire week with this and i’ll probably keep thinking about it til the end of the year lol. hearing that you reread iwatifi is both a blessing and a curse; i want to send you tons of hugs!! but i also reread a few chapters lately and my god, you can really see how my writing progressed throughout. currently afflicted with self critical author cringe😫 that said, i absolutely support ch15 being the favourite because it’s probably my favourite too (… i may have made a whole ranking list at some point). and don’t worry about taking a while to comment! i totally don’t expect it. am super hyped to see your thoughts though, your username in my inbox always makes me scream into the void <3

‘thank you’ isn’t adequate enough because i feel appreciated beyond words. and yeah, iwatifi was a first-fic-ever-so-let’s-experiment-with-slow-burn kind of challenge, i definitely don’t think i could write it again if i started now (plus, i’m working on fics that i think will be way more fun). i’m genuinely so touched to hear that you looked forward to updates and replies. your comments managed to catch me at pretty low points too, for which i’ll be forever grateful since they never failed to cheered me up. hope things are going better for you too :)

i appreciate YOU endlessly for being one of the kindest people ever <3 (and one of my favourite commenters but shhh don’t let anyone know) have a great day!! 🧡

[thephantomchronicles]

20 questions for writers

tagged by @mac-lilly (thank you for the tag🥰)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

97! Didn't even realize when they got to be so many😅

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

1,011,650

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mainly Julie and the Phantoms and I used to write a lot for Legacies before it got canceled (plus a few others here and there depending on what I'm watching at the moment😅)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I’d Like to Be My Old Self Again (But I’m Still Trying to Find It) (Spider-Man: No Way Home)

Life Is a Risk, but We Will Take It (JATP)

I’m Only One Call Away (9-1-1: Lone Star)

Our Best Days Are Yet Unknown (JATP)

Will You Hold Her Tight and Not Let Go? (JATP)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes! Unless I can't think of anything that makes sense to say, I usually try to reply :D Sometimes I feel like I'm getting repetitive, but I'm really insanely grateful to everyone that comments🥰

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

Technically it has to be i'm talking to a memory (haunted by the moments of what we used to be) - although considering how angsty the fic is, I would say the ending is the least angsty part of it😂

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

Hmm, almost all of my fics have happy endings, I guess I'm going with You’re More to Me (We're Everything) mainly because there's a juke wedding and if that's not happy, I don't know what is😅

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I haven't gotten anything yet, hopefully it stays that way😅

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

Nope

10. Do you write crossovers?

Well, my main thing on ao3 is a JATP x Shadowhunter Chronicles crossover, so yes definitely

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I haven't

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

Not really - I sometimes talk some ideas through with friends just to get another perspective, but I usually end up doing the one I want anyway😅

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Impossible to choose just one, I will hyperfixate on a different ship according to what I'm watching/reading at the time, but jatp will always have a special place in my heart so I got to say Juke and Willex

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

There is a juke pregnancy fic I've had in my wips for nearly 3 years that I keep saying I'll finish and then I keep forgetting about it - I think I've got to be honest with myself and accept that it'll stay unfinished...

16. What are your writing strengths?

Probably dialogue... And usually the angsty parts of a story😅

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Fight scenes - and the main series I'm writing is full of them😅 and describing places and physical appearances - it's one of the reasons I like fanfiction, characters and places are usually already established!

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

I've written a few lines of dialogue in Spanish because of the Molinas, but I'm always nervous because I know very few words in Spanish and I try to look things up as much as I can because I want it to make sense😅 And I've written a few lines in Greek in a fic too :D

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Julie and the Phantoms💜

20. Favorite fic you've written?

I've previously said i'm talking to a memory (haunted by the moments of what we used to be) but I also really like i am pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door - a willex fic from my first responders series

I'm not sure who's already been tagged, but I'll just go ahead with no pressure tagging😅 @onlygenxhere @writerownstory

[sessa23]

Control: The Power of The Doctor story (Part 1)

(This story will be released in a number of parts, it's quite long but I hope you enjoy part one.)

(Summary: The Master is back (shocker) with his plan to erase the Doctor but what exactly is his plan. How does everything connect. His arrival has also brought back memories and rekindled feelings. Who is in control?"

(Warnings:Mentions of guns, the Master being a jerk. Flirting? Insults/burns, Mentions of Swarm, Azure and Weeping Angels.)

Your heart skipped a beat, as the video still ran though your mind.the master was alive but why was he suddenly appearing now. Why was he posing as a seismologist. You figured that he had some kind of plan up his sleeve "Y/N" The doctor's voice called breaking you from your thoughts "we have to go."

"Coming" You called out as you began to leave, while doing so you heard Tegan mention something to Ace about the Doctor sending her a Russian doll of a cyberman. You thought that was odd but didn't have time to question her about it.

The three of you soon arrived in Hotel, you walked into the lecture hall where the master said that he was. The two of you hadn't spoken for nearly two years, The Doctor and Yaz walked into the lecture room as you held back for a moment

In the last two years, you had battled many enemies, other than the master. The ones that scared you the most were the Weeping Angels, the love child of Red Skull and Lord Voldermort (A.K.A Swarm) and his sister Azure. You took a deep breath before you walked in.

The master's eyes lit uo as he saw you "Y/N, looking as ravishing as ever." You crossed your arms "Last time I saw you, you tried to kill us, where are we at now?" A grin came on his face "It varies from moment to moment." He replied as he winked at you. He spoke again "Tell me, do you still have that fire?" Sighing as you spoke "Who wants to know?"  You asked "The only man in your life." He began to walk up to you "Aww, you wouldn't be in my life if you were the only man left on the planet"

"Stick and stones Y/N" He replied as he came closer to you "Describing your breakfast?" The master chuckled as he stepped away from you "Nice to see that you haven't changed. I was just warning The Doctor to leave earth or it would be the death of her."

"What's makes you think that this plan of yours will be any different to the other times that you've been beaten? The doctor asked  "Because this isn't just the day that you die doctor." The master came closer to his frenemy "This is the day that you are erased, forever." You looked at yaz with a look of concern. There was a moment of silence before the master spoke again "bit of a conversation stopper isn't it?"

The master pranced over to you and Yaz "You see how clever I am Y/N, I've warned the Doctor about what will happen if she doesn't leave earth. The three of us know that she can't leave, not without stopping me but yet she know that I mean what I say. I can absolutely positively tell you that this is not an empty threat at all."

Just then the doors burst open, the UNIT soldiers came in with their guns aimed at the master. "Oh, oh! You brought soldiers! Are these for me? Oh, you shouldn't have. Is this rendition? I've always wanted to be renditioned. Or is it rendered?"

A soldier held the master as another one put him in handcuffs "Ooh, gentle, gentle, gentle, boys! Am I going to UNIT? I really really hope I'm going to UNIT." The master's comments made you suspicious "You're awfully in a good mood for someone who is being arrested." You quipped

"Give Yaz and Y/N" a gun" the Doctor ordered, you and Yaz looked at the Doctor "what?" You both asked "Cover him. We're going to take him in the TARDIS. Take the gun". The master then spoke "oooh she must be worried. she doesn't like guns." The two of you took the guns from the UNIT soldiers and aimed at the master

"Now Y/N love, do you even know how to use a gun" the master was tying to get in your head but you couldn't let him see that he was getting to you "Make one wrong move and you'll find out, babe." Your eyes widened as you realised what you said.

There was a moment of silence and looks of confusion bettween the soldiers before yaz broke the tension "Move!" At Yaz's words the soldiers began to escort the master to the TARDIS.  "Thank you all very much for coming, do be careful with the bodies. Pass them onto their loved ones from me."

It was not long before you took off in the TARDIS, yaz had her gun aimed at the master. He was talking to her while everything was running though your mind, The paintings, the master, the missing seismologists,the cybermen and the death star knock off. However all your thoughts kept going back to the master, the moments that you had together while he was disguised as "o"

"I know you missed me." The master's voice echoed inside your mind, you ignored the smirk that he gave you, turning to face the Doctor "This has all been too easy, especially how he looked pleased to be going to UNIT. I have a bad feeling about all this." You whispered to the Doctor.

Once you all arrived at UNIT HQ, two guards came into the TARDIS. They grabbed the master, Yaz turned to you "you okay Y/N?" You nodded "yeah. I had a feeling I'd see him again but now that he's here...it's just brought a few things back. Ryan owes me £20, now that the master has returned"

Just then the Guards took the master out of the TARDIS, The Doctor, Yaz and yourself walked out, the walls were lined with UNIT guards as the master was lead down the corridor. "

"Put him in the bunker. Constant monitoring, full security detail." Kate spoke "Ooh yes, the bunker! That sounds nice! I love a bunker! Anyone want to join, we could have so much fun. Bunk-up in the bunker?" The master turned to Kate "Your dad was an idiot" The UNIT soldiers started to take the master down the corridor

Looking up as a smile appeared on his face "Oh, Tegan Jovanka. Tell me, how's your Auntie Vanessa? Do you keep her in a little doll's house?" The master said while putting on the worst Australian accent you had ever heard. Tegan's eyes narrowed "I'm going to enjoy watching you locked up in a tiny cell."

"Yes, go on you tell the big bad master." mocked the master before he looked at Ace "And you brought along Ace, or should I say Dorothy. Didn't the Doctor ditch you? No? Little fallout with your Machiavellian maestro?" You noticed the death stare that the doctor was giving the master

Ace gripped the railing "Last time I saw you, master, you were half cat" her voice dripping with venom A smirk appeared on the master's face "A man's allowed to experiment." Kate's eyes narrowed "Enough, take him away" Kate hissed

The master chucked "haha. Yes, yes, take me away! You'll all feel much safer then with me in the building." The doctor turned to her TARDIS  "Oh you're not staying, Doctor? You're not going to leave them alone, are you... while you go Dalek hunting? Whoo" the master was cut off as the was pulled back into the elevator

"Well shit." A UNIT guard mumbled, you looked up at Tegan and Ace as they came down the stairs. Just then Kate got call, she turned to you "Y/N, you're needed downstairs please go down to the bunker." Kate looked at you "what?" You questioned. " A soldier handed you a different gun while Kate handed you a small device " the guards have said that they will feel safer. now please put this on before you enter. Do not let the master see it." You nodded as you concealed the device "what does it do?" Kate didn't answer your question "just do not let him see it"

You nodded as the two guards escorted you into the elevator "Ace, Tegan, I need you to stay here and monitor the Master, please also keep an eye on Y/N, make sure they're okay. We won't be long" the Doctor stated before the doors closed. You took a deep breath as the elevator took you to the basement.

[hillerskalibrary]

Thank you so much for your incredibly detailed reply regarding my question about the future of yr fanfics. The graph is amazing!

And you're absolutely right about everything. I am not a writer myself but I love to engage with fics and leave long comments. The interaction with the writers is one of my favorite things about reading fanfics because that's something you usually don't have (or at least not in that extent) when you're reading 'regular' books

Also I loved the yr week in april or all the fics for secret santa so thank you again to all of you for organzing these things, it's so appreciated 🧡

Heeey future anon! Glad to see you again, and glad I could be of some assistance in easing your worries. You've clearly already found your fandom path - leaving long comments are the best way to a writer's heart ;) (honestly this is a good reminder for me to do that more often 🙈) and as you say it really is something that makes fandom quite unique compared to 'regular' publishing.

But you're very welcome for YR week - it really was fun! So many authors outdid themselves that week. And you have @wilmon-secretsanta to thank for the wonderful Secret Santa creations, I can't take credit for that one :).

But really, it is I who should be thanking you, cause it's thanks to your ask and the reactions to it that I started getting in the mood for the next event and finally made the survey I'd been thinking about for some time now! (As I said in my previous response - round and round it goes: we inspire each other, and you don't have to be a fic writer to contribute to fandom - sometimes a well-timed ask is enough to set the wheels into motion ;) ).

For those curious: there's been about 50 responses to the survey so far, but I'm gonna leave it up for a little longer so everyone who wants to has a chance to participate. So I can't tell you what the next event will be YET (although I can tell you readers and writers have pretty different ideas of what they want to do/see 😂), but I have a feeling it's going to be even more fun than YR week ;).

(For those who haven't yet had the chance to let me know what kind of fandom event they'd like to see next: you can find it here!)

[ellegreenawayslover]

20 Author Questions

I was tagged by @blackbird-brewster and @tedwinisconfused :) (This took me too long haha)

1. How many words do you have on AO3?

I have 12 works, two are not finished, and the rest are mostly one-shots. I also have like 4 or 5 other works in my docs that I really need to finish.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

74,082!!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly criminal minds.

I do have a few fics from other shows, but that is just because every time two women look at each other for a couple of seconds, I like to write them being in love. I haven't necessarily watched the show they are from. And most of them are just sitting in my docs and will probably will stay there forever.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Happy birthday!

Bedtime stories

Home

Paris is lonely in the mornings

Hope (is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have)

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

YES!! Every. Single. One.

My heart melts every time I see that someone commented on one of my fics. I would love to hug every person who takes the time to comment on one of my fics and give them a little kiss on their forehead, but I can't. The only thing I can do is reply to those comments and let them know how much it meant to me! :)

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I haven't written much angst that I like enough to post. And I usually write more hurt/comfort than angst, but I have a few of them.

The angstiest I have written so far is Paris is lonely in the mornings or (and if I didn't know better) I'd think you were still around. But I think once I finish the jemily fic I'm writing based on Is it over now? they won't be the angstiest anymore :).

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

Like I said, I usually write hurt/comfort or just fluff, so I don't which one has the happiest ending, but here are the softest fics I have written: Personal prayer, Home, Happy birthday! and When Elle falls in love.

Not the happiest ending as such because it isn't finished yet, but my Elle fic Hope (is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have) is on its happy Elle face, and it will have a happy ending.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I haven't (and I'm really grateful because I wouldn't know how to react, to be honest).

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

I have written a few fics with smut, but I haven't written enough to know what I like to write if that makes sense.

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

I have. But in the sense of taking a character from another show/movie and making them appear in a fic of another one. Most of the time, I make them into a sort of original character and keep their name.

11. Have you ever had a fiction stolen?

Nope.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

(Unless you count me translating them into Spanish and keep that somewhere in my docs and forgetting they exist until months later and then delete them. I don't know why I do this because even though Spanish is my first language, I haven't really written in Spanish for years.)

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

Nope. I don't think I'd be able to because I write the ideas that have been stuck in my mind, but I can't explain them until they are finished (I don't know if it makes sense).

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Jemily!! I love them so much!

I also love Elle with any other female character, and lately, I've been writing more of Elle/JJ and Elle/Emily.

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

I have too many WIPs in my docs, and I hope to finish all of them, but I don't know if I will or when I will.

One I don't know if I will finish, and it breaks my heart because I really loved it at first, is one about Emily in Paris when she is "dead," and although I wanted it to have a happy ending, it is pretty angsty, and I don't have the energy to go back to it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

If I am writing a fic about a little idea I had, I have all the details of what I want to write in my head and in a little notebook I take everywhere. I think I'm pretty good at describing the emotions the characters are feeling. So that, I guess.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

It usually takes me so long to write, but in the I can write 70% of something in 4/5 hours but spend twice the time for the other 30% way. I always have too many things in my brain, so focusing on just one to write is the most difficult thing sometimes, and my dyslexia won't let me write the things I want to write in a way that makes sense.

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

I love it, but when it is a language I don't know, I'm too scared to do it haha.

I do love to write some parts in Spanish in my fics.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

It was for a Spanish show about doctors that my best friend and I were obsessed with back when I was 11/12. After that, I would say a few other Spanish shows.

Criminal Minds was the first fandom I wrote that wasn't just for my best friend and me

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

I have an immense amount of love for Hope (is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have). That fic is my baby.

I also have a special love for The first step toward healing and Happy birthday! They are the first fics I wrote that I let other people read, and they are so special to me.

Tagging: @introverted-author @scorpsik @prentiss-theorem @5ivebyfive @alexblakeisgay (no pressure though)

[zenaidamacrouras1]

Oooh, ask game! I am also looking for distractions, yet cannot focus enough to get absorbed in anything, so let's go! (Obviously only answer as much or as little of this as you feel like):

I feel like I've read your answers to most of the actual asks before. Maybe not 🪄?

I'd love to request Bishova ficlets, but have no prompts to offer.

You mentioned reading up on experiences of recognizing one's orientation later in life - were there any stories that especially stayed with you, or any common threads that surprised you?

What to share any thoughts on Becca's post-US life?

Yes after I posted it I realized I may have posted it already. And yay distractions!

what is your post-writing/sharing aftercare? How do you take care of yourself or celebrate yourself when you've finished a fic?

Oh my gosh. Well Unpredictable Synchronicity has been my most popular fic by far so reading the comments and replying has been a nice way to fill their weirdness. It's definitely a big nervous energy! I do write my author's notes with random reflections and try to be reflect in how I grew with the fic.

You mentioned reading up on experiences of recognizing one's orientation later in life - were there any stories that especially stayed with you, or any common threads that surprised you?

This won't surprise anyone but there is a lot of shame around virginity which is awful. I was a bit of a late bloomer and didn't kiss anyone till my second semester of college (and then got mono/Epstein Barr from the first person I kissed, fucking classic) and I was very anxious about my sexual inexperience to the point that I had panic attacks (this was in a soup with US Evangelical Purity culture which I am a survivor of that - like 1. Why haven't I had sexual experiences am I unlovable and 2. If I have sexual experiences I am an unlovable monster)(lalala).

So I really like exploring virginity in my fics because it is so vulnerable and it's a lovely fun thing to write first times. The thing I learned when I was in my sluttier phase is that some people are better at kissing and sex than others and experience is not always a factor in that. ANYWAY! That's not what you asked.

So my favorite stories where very much like Steve's which were like "I never really let myself think about sex for (life reasons and/or because I was queer) and then I started yearning for it and was really nervous and now I feel really good about my sex life" - some of these people were 30 or 40 or 50 or 60 etc when they acknowledged that part of themselves, which is both very sad because usually it's because they were queer and closeted but also lovely they found this new source of joy! That's what I was looking for - examples of people who had for various reasons ignored their sexuality because that's how I pictured Steve and I wanted to see first hand examples of that.

I didn't want it to be like Bucky was so handsome he magically gave Steve a sexuality but more like Steve is finally in a place where he can go to a hierarchy of needs beyond survival, and also in a place where he can be more subconsciously comfortable acknowledging that he finds men attractive, and he starts to be curious about the sexual side of himself.

So to make sure I wasn't falling into that cliche I wanted to read about real people who had a similar arc.

Bucky is coincidentally nearby and very interesting to Steve as he starts to slowly realize his body maybe isn't just for fighting Nazis. I think if Bucky hadn't turned up Steve would have dated someone else and still come out of the closet because he was going down that rabbit hole.

Another trend is I wish more people had the asexual label available to them as many stories to me read as Ace (aka lots of stories like I am 40 and never had sex and honestly don't care or want to am I broken? No you aren't!). Like we need to acknowledge that sex is not the only interesting thing in life and it's really normal if people don't do it or rarely do.

Another trend is obviously lookism, and people saying they aren't conventionally attractive enough to attract a partner which is a whole thing I want to acknowledge but don't have the spoons to write about because waaaahhh the world sucks.

A last trend is sexual trauma. I have a friend who had a lot of severe sexual trauma and no interest in sex. Her first husband was asexual which was a great fit for her. But they divorced and now she is trying to find her place in that and her sexuality with a new partner who she is shocked to realize she wants to have sex with in her early 40s but her body is also terrified of sex so it's a whole thing.

Anyway, to me sex is like food. People build shrines to food and get really into it, and honestly I do not know why it's so boring. I fucking hate cooking and find eating a chore. Except when I don't. I occasionally enjoy a really good meal. I love Thai but don't really feel sad if I go a year without eating it.

So that is seen as fairly normal re: food, but people who feel a similar ambivalence towards sex are seen as really missing out and I think that is dumb.

This is a VERY long way of answering your question but those were some of the themes.

What to share any thoughts on Becca's post-US life?

I think Becca stays single for a long time. I kept trying to imagine her with different partners and none of them stuck. She has a great career and awesome friends and she and Bucky stay roommates and Bucky and Steve split their time between the Tower and Bucky's house for pretty much forever.

[14carrotghoul]

Five Favorite Fics

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

Thank you @xthelastknownsurvivorx for the tag! It is surprisingly easy to pick my favorite children lmao here they are with no particular ranking!

Whataburger, Whatanight - canon-compliant outside perspective of Alex and Henry

This one isn't my most interesting or funny BUT I love how alive my OCs feel and how much it reminds me of gossiping with my best friend and closest cousin - my favorite activity! Super indulgent and not just bc I gave Alex my Whataburger order 🧡

Besides the writing, I think the two things I love most about this one are the sense of community I felt through my comments (especially the ones in Spanish) and the personal journey I went through in the several months I wrote it. This fic was written in the midst of family upheaval and loss, so for me it's a strange goodbye to the days when everything was easy and bright, but also a reminder that even though things are different now, that doesn't ruin the beautiful memories I have already made with the people I love. So it will always have a special place in my heart!

Déjame Ver Cómo Es Que Floreces - post-canon, Henry is introduced to Alex's extended family

Also the dancing in the living room and the bathroom confession scene are probably my absolute favorite things I've written!

El Chico del Apartamento 512 - neighbors AU, songfic

I just love how chaotic this one is! I think this one kicked off my Make Alex More Unhinged era which has been so so fun! I also love the visual gags in this one.

Isn't She Lovely - post-canon, first Father's Day

This kicked off my AO3 account! I wrote it and kept rereading it obsessively - really nitpicking every word until it made me melt every time - and then reread it more as my own tailor-made bedtime story before I eventually got the guts to post after months of lurking as a guest!

This one is a total mood shift from my usual humor and chaos. I am very critical of my angst and this is the first angsty fic where I love it exactly as it is. I just adore this song and felt that I could really embody the ups and downs of it with Alex and Henry bc at the end of the day it's about the kind of love that is going to endure!

True Blue - post-canon, songfic, first year in the brownstone

Tagging folks that I THINK haven't done this yet but if you wanna share and haven't been tagged, please do! @sherryvalli @cultofsappho @cricketnationrise @historicallysam @myheartalivewrites

[marengogo]

I APOLOGISE IN ADVANCE FOR THIS INTERRUPTION TO MY USUAL CONTENT 😌

I was gonna wait a bit longer, but with Hobi leaving tomorrow, I want to concentrate on that, and never have to bring this up after tonight, also I really did think it would all stop last week TBH

Wish I could have had a tête-a-tete with you, @mrs-monaghan, also sorry I tagged you but I am a nobody you don't know and I don't trust DMs, I've recently had one person disappear and because I trust people too much, I didn't SC convos, so I just thought, let me cut to the chase! but I was at work and as you so kindly pointed out, I need to focus when speaking to you, since you couldn't understood what I wrote in my reblog. Alas, english is not my first language, but we are going to make due, I am sure. Even without a translator, right? If not I'd suggest google, it is free and can work sometimes!

Speaking of free resources, the internet has a lot of them, such as dictionaries. Remember how I called you Ms Bla bla bla? Yeah, all that talking for a whole week yet, for the life of me, I coulnd't understand how you could keep misusing the word "bullying". It was just so jarring! Like Gurl! It's not that hard, no cap, I've held this in for like a week now, because I didn't know how to find the correct english words, but I think I have them now so I can finally let it out! Also I thought I'd start Monday with you not misusing that word anymore, but... I promise! Let me help, this is one of the few english words I know the meaning like the back of my hand!

BULLYING - seek to harm, intimidate, or coerce (someone perceived as vulnerable)

Definitions can be hard by themselves, I know learning english was a mission for me! So let me add examples:

If you ever talk about Tae I'll find you and i will break your fingers so bad, you won't be able to write a comment in your life

You worthless double-faced minion, shut the fuck up about Tae

You don't know what you are saying, take it back. You know you are wrong, you can't be thinking like that; there is no way you think you are right?

Does it make sense? If I, for example, decided to block some accounts which, for example, I know were hella double-faced, it was for me. Were any of the blocked told to change their minds? NO. Where they attacked be me explaining why they were blocked? NO. Would it be my fault trying to think about how every person on this planet could perceive my decision? NO. Feel however the fuck you want to feel, but if my mind perceives it to be toxic, I will not stay in toxicity, so I will not have you around me with that shit, is that so hard to understand? Like damn!

A conversation is had between 2 or more people, and believe it or not, people have the right to refuse to talk to you if they don't want to, and in your case you were ACTUALLY given a reason! WHAT MORE DO Y'ALL NEED? People are going to start WW3 with my decision how is that on me? Please. In the same way you, right now, can decide to reply to this post, not, to talk about me in your blog, WHATEVER, it is entirely up to you. Do you! And I can assure you I'll do me. keep going on and on and on and on and on and on misusing the word "bullying" I wont' stop caring because the relief I feel now that I've pointed out it's misuse; I'm ready to learn more english words!!

Tho, part of me would like to have a conversation with you, but I'm so concerned you will not understand anything I say so I can but feel sorry and apologetic. Whereas, on my side, I understood EVERYTHING you've said in your post the past week, and misuse of the word "bullying" aside, I swear it's been a minute since I've encountered someone whom has convinced themselves so hard that they are right, it is kinda scary. Last time it was in a K-drama named the Glory; Park Yeon-Jin. The verbal onslaught resemblance is uncanny if you haven't watched the glory you should, it's amazing!.

Anyways, I just wanted to correct the use of the word, for the rest you are entitled to your opinion so I don't care; definitions though are NOT opinions. I 👏🏾 CAN'T 👏🏾 STRESS 👏🏾 THAT 👏🏾 ENOUGH 👏🏾. Ayte? I'm sure you are well, I'm sure you've surrounded yourself with people you can trust why am I even saying this? Maybe I am being manipulated into saying this? Or maybe not? Which is it??..., so I don't need to wish you to stay healthy, which is correct english for "be well" right? Don't worry, if you ever reply to me, and whenever I reply to you cause to be fair I've had Anons waiting for months, and I am being unfair to them I promise my english will be better!

Always respectfully, and crassily not a word I know yours,

Marengo.

PS - feel free to call me whatever the fuck you want, but calling Megan the Stallion, Lizzo? What have they ever done to you? 👀 Like gurl ...

[winterlyndow]

dear winterlyn, i just want to say that i am hopelessly and utterly in love with taa/tgd and everything about it! i've left a few comments on ao3 and am truly awed that you've replied so thoughtfully and thoroughly to each one. but as a new reader who has devoured taa and tgd in one fell swoop, i had some general, non chapter-specific comments i didn't know where to place that i thought to leave here.

despite being an arya fan who reads arya-centric fics, i really am not a fan at all of stories that characterize her to a point of indulgence (e.g. queen, ridiculously skilled warrior/fighter, beautiful, all the boys in love with her, etc.). and yet you use many of these same elements while somehow still preserving the essence of her character, and i have become so entirely enchanted by your writing and all its plots and sub-plots regardless.

you truly have a gift for writing the loveliest characters and relationships. of course i love arya, the protagonist and heroine, for obvious reasons. jaime i particularly love as well. but i have never particularly liked original characters in fanfic, and yet you've somehow managed to bewitch me with the handsome man, the bear, and of course sweet little rickon. in fact those three have strangely become my favorite characters, no less. the hot-and-cold hm who i have come to begrudgingly love for all his petty jealously and capricious, chaotic energy; the bear who i simply love unrepentantly and wholeheartedly for being the sweetest and most huggable teddy bear of a trained assassin; and precocious yet shrewd rickon who i adore with all his clever, perfect quips and teeth jewelry and bone-braided hair (no he doesn't speak to the gods lol, the gods speak to HIM).

even the rat i am intrigued by in spite of my dislike, though i can't quite pin down (straight-laced in that his first loyalties seem to be to the order, but that even hm is made ill at ease by his cold af dismissal of any ties to arya is somewhat foreboding, though he's also not completely unfeeling given his seemingly genuine affection for the bear). i even had a fondness for less prominent ocs before their deaths (rip olive, staaviros, will).

out of everyone, i think the bear may be my fave. seriously, if you hurt him i will never ever forgive you.

i am also particularly intrigued by the prophecies and visions you employ. some of them seem clear enough (howland "stealing" jon from arya as a brother and the yet-unclaimed viserion swallowing ghost as metaphors for jon's parentage), but others seem to be something of a chekov's gun looming over the story that i can't help but dread (gendry's supposed eventual betrayal agh!).

and i haven't forgotten all the little mysterious sub-plots: the biro assassination, the fm and iron bank alliance, the origin of the fm deal with varys and illyrio, littlefinger and sansa, etc. i am fascinated every time you give a tiny glimpse into these other worlds, whether it is the conversation between km and the sealord or sansa in the vale.

(but seriously, wtf was going on with the biro assassination? ok i might be crazy but was km the one to put the hit on helllind because he knew mattine would trade her life and face for biro's death due to her believing the sealord's lies, which would then let the sealord marry vorena, which was the foremost deal between km and the sealord??? but then why didn't the sealord just put a hit on biro himself???)

anyway, this is by far the most i've ever written in response to any fic, and the most i've written in a long time that is not work or school-related. there are many more thoughts (and questions!) i have about taa/tgd, but i'll end this excessive ramble by expressing my love for jaqen/arya and my crushing desire that they reunite soon.

cheers! <3

I can't express to you how much this means to me. So much time and effort has gone into writing this that it's so gratifying to know someone out there appreciates what I've done and enjoys it.

As for the Biro/Sealord/KM plot, I think the Sealord wanted a few more degrees of separation between himself and Biro's death so his reputation would remain intact and he wouldn't come under suspicion. Vorena enabled the plot and was behind taking out Hellind, and she had an obstensible motive for Hellind's death (Biro being in love with Hellind) that sounds reasonable even if the real motive was the part her death would play in the ultimate plot.

Thank you so much for this message--it has really brought a smile to my face. I have *just* posted ch 60, and I implore you to remember what i've alluded to here and there--this is the "Empire Strikes Back" of my trilogy, so there may be some unpleasant darkness before we reach the ultimate conclusion in part 3. ;)

WD

[rockinlibrarian]

For the writing ask game: 2, 6, & 7 ^_^

Yay! An ask from the actual AUTHOR of The Happy Fic Writer Ask Game reblogged here, who is famous for also once, see question 13, guessing my TUA Masked Author submission by title alone!

So let's start with 2. Talk about a favorite comment you received.

I think the one that jumps out at me is from a "Guest" who I believe I've since come to know as "hc-silver" on the Summerland Discord, on "Two (or Three) Mutant Freaks and the Strictly Scholarly Collaboration":

"Your dedication to the interpersonal relationships shows; I would go as far as to say its your strong suit! The interactions are true to the characters and not contrived. For me it makes your work a pleasure to read."

That just gave me all the warm fuzzies! Such a genuine compliment about something I always try hardest to get right!

Runner-ups to Lovely_Number_7's "Reread this is amazing" on "On Soul Mates and Nemeses" because it's what it says on the tin-- someone is REREADING this because they think it's AMAZING; and to this guy in @destinyandcoins's reply to the aforementioned Masked Author submission "How to Catch Up with your Therapist after a Couple of…Busy Months":

I just like looking at that guy, he makes me laugh.

6. Describe what you do and your feelings after posting a chapter.

Well. I link it in relevant social media locales, and then usually end up clicking through the link and rereading it immediately, just to get the experience of reading it like other people will be reading it. Then I refresh to see if anyone else has found it yet! They inevitably haven't, so I noodle around on the internet for awhile, then keep refreshing and/or checking gmail to see if anyone has commented yet! This probably still hasn't happened! But I keep doing it! Then the next morning at about 6:45 is when AO3 sends the "You've Got Kudos!" email notifications, so I attempt to keep my pants on until then. If no one has Kudoed it by that first morning, I get down, but then immediately start going through my other WIPs to decide which one is closest to being publishable so that I can hurry on to the NEXT source of potential validation!

7. What do you love most about being a fic writer for your fandom?

I don't know, I guess I just love playing with characters. It's like that scene in one of the Anne books, maybe Anne of Avonlea, where she's like "It's just a string of fancies! I enjoy writing such things, but editors insist on PLOTS!" which I have always identified with. It's ACCEPTABLE to write fanfic that's basically just "characters do stuff" without any world-stopping plot-building on my part!

Fandom-specifically, which the question seems to be leaning toward, I don't know, because I'm a multi-fandom writer anyway. Legion I am one of the ONLY writers for, so there I feel a bit, um, knowledgeable I guess? So, confident. But it makes me a little sad that "The Magic Man of Oz," possibly the coolest fic I have ever written, therefore has like no audience. And it also makes me sad that, being pretty much the only person in the fandom writing about the Summerland founders, I always have to write it in order to read it, which is why I requested it on the Yuletide exchange!

My fandom with the second-highest number of fics written (and highest number of fics READ), Umbrella Academy, I still feel kind of like the dork on the sidelines saying, "Hi, I'm here too!" And currently the only other fandom with more than one fic posted at all is the MCU, and two fics in the MCU, one of which is really more of a Wrinkle in Time fic anyway and which I swear has not been abandoned, is like one molecule of salt in the ocean.

I have been enjoying browsing all the requests for Yuletide, because there are so many ITTY BITTY fandoms that make me go wow, I never thought of fanfic for that, I can't wait to read it! One prompt was so brilliant I'm writing it as a Treat even though it's not my official assignment. My official assignment is actually for a fandom I was surprised is even eligible for Yuletide, but I'd better stop talking now. I'm very bad at writing surprises.

[kerra-and-company]

OC Music prompt! All 6 for your newest kiddo (unless you've already done one for them in which case all 6 for Brook!) (@uselessidiotsquad)

Hmm. What if Both? :3 (And thus this post became Long asl;dkjfasdf) But thanks a bunch for the ask! Ever and Brook songs be upon ye!

Ever

1. backstory

The Newly Awakened (from the official LWS2 soundtrack)

This song isn't used in entirely its original context since Ever's not a Secondborn by a long shot--they awaken during LWS3--but the vibes of this track are very much early!Ever regardless, so they get this one.

2. personality

I'm just young enough to still believe, still believe But young enough not to know what to believe in Young enough not to know what to believe

If I can live through this If I can live through this If I can live through this I can do anything

(Champion by Fall Out Boy)

Ever is not that old but also not that young. It gets Fall Out Boy, which is appropriate because of both the lyrics and the vibes of this song--and, on a more personal level, it's close to the same (mental, at least, I was older than 6 lol) age I was when I found that group, so...yeah. There you go!

3. angst

I seem fine But I can't take the highs and the lows All I am is a weapon I shoot 'em down 'til I end up alone

I always say I hate the way you look at me now And I swear, I didn't mean to be a let down What I broke can't be fixed with all my sorry excuses, no

(weapon by Against The Current)

...presented without comment.

4. comfort

We are friends for life Hold that deep inside Let this be a drive To survive

And just stand, high and tall Make sure you give your all And if you ever fall Know that I'm right here

We'll always be together, don't you worry I'll always be by your side, don't you worry

(Always Be Together by Little Mix)

Ever desperately wants to believe this.

5. love life

Not applicable (yet!! that'll likely change :3)

6. fight scene

Countdown's on you best get moving I'm about to change the game Go ahead, try to outrun me It's all the same Ready or not

(Ready or Not by WAR*HALL)

Aaaand bonus Brook songs under the cut! :D

Brook

1. backstory

If you let me I could I'd show you how to build your fences Set restrictions, separate from the world The constant battle that you hate to fight Just blame the limelight Don't look up, just let them think There's no place else you'd rather be

(Fences by Paramore)

Growing up in the Ash fahrar with magic that even you don't understand is a Time, to say the least.

2. personality

So tired from the miles I'm traveling Getting lost somewhere that I haven't been When all the bad shit starts happening I ain't never throwing that towel in

There's a lion in the wardrobe And a wolf out the door I might never get to heaven But I've been there before

(Lion by Hearts & Colors)

I mentioned this on another post at some point, but Brook is very resilient in the specific kinda sense of "you cannot kill me in a way that matters". They will build some semblance of a life back from ashes and will slowly work towards being at least vaguely happy again, even if they can't ever fully get there.

3. angst

Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide You left me spinning around in my mind I got no signal You never replied And I can't get no sleep

I keep telling my, telling myself your ghost story You got me lying awake in my bed, you still haunt me And I can't break free

(Ghost Story by Cheat Codes and All Time Low)

This song isn't meant to be about exactly what I envision it to be about in Brook's case, but it's funny how a song about ghosting someone can also sound a little bit like a song about someone you think is dead. This is one I could dissect in depth for them, weirdly enough aklsjdf

4. comfort

You've seen some trouble Some dark and stormy nights Dry your eyes my son, you're not alone I know the brave, hard You carry your little light up the path in every way you go

Paint the skies Chase the highs Draw the colors of the night Follow the rhythm of your hungry heart Feel the sun catch the vibe for a limited time Be the hunger in your hungry heart Our hungry hearts

(Hungry Hearts by River)

A little bit of Brook's worship of Kormir coming in here, but also them finding a home with the Olmakhan for the years they're there.

5. love life

Nobody gets me like you do I'm not the same, not after you So many things that we've been through I'm not the same, not after All that's been said and done I don't even feel like I'm back at one Nobody gets me like you do I'm not the same, not after you

(After You by Gryffin)

For Brook and Casca - truly a combination of the lyrics, the music, and the vibes of the music video.

Bonus one:

And nothing left unspoken When you whisper, I heard you say

Go on then, love And show me your heart 'Cause you are enough As you are and I'm awestruck So go on then, love

(Go on Then, Love by Said The Sky)

6. fight scene

The Call (the League of Legends one)

Almost more for the vibes than the lyrics (so listen to it if you want a more accurate impression), but the lyrics don't not fit, either!

[moosekateer13]

Chapter 5: Fire it Up

1 month later…

Sam and I have been dating for a month but we haven't told Eden yet.

She's a smart woman though. Eden has made some comments to her father about how he seems to smile a lot more lately.

He doesn't respond to her remark, but he blushes now and then.

Easily giving away that he's dating someone.

Sam may be a beast with practicing law but with personal matters, he's adorably shy.

"I think we should tell Eden," Sam said in between his sips of coffee.

I raise an eyebrow and consider what to say.

"Okay if you are sure and you think it isn't too soon," I replied as I placed my hand on his.

Sam breaks out into the biggest smile. His dimples pop out slightly.

We head to the cafe to find Eden.

“Before you guys say anything. I know you are together. Those stolen glances you didn't think I saw. I saw them. It's so good to see you both happy.” Eden said with a smile.

"I was worried you'd be upset, Ede. I thought you'd think I was replacing your mom with Y/N." Sam replied with relief. 

"Nonsense Dad I know you will always love her. Besides, mom would want you to be happy and so do I. You've sacrificed so much for me over the years. It's time for you to do something for yourself," Eden said.

“Thank you, Ede. I'm so lucky to have you. How did you get so wise?” Sam replied.

"I learned from the best," Eden said with a wink before heading over to the kitchen.

1 week later…

My perfect little bubble cracked when I received an anonymous letter at the store.

I found you.

My blood runs cold at those three words. Should I run again or should I stay? I left the letter out and Sam saw it. He assured me he would keep me safe.

Yesterday

“I am not letting you run again. My mom and dad are cops. We'll find security to keep you safe. Y/N I'm not willing to lose you. I love you..” Sam said.

I feel my heart skip a beat at those words. It's the first time he's said those words to me.

A blush creeps across his face after he realizes what he just said.

"Look, you don't have to say it back. If you aren't ready yet. I got caught in the moment." Sam said.

" Nonsense Sam I love you too. Maybe even from the first moment, I saw you." I replied. Before I reached up to pull him into a kiss.

Castiel has become my security guard while I'm out and about. Whether it be work or simply just an outing. I was weary of having any new people in my life. It put my mind at ease when Sam said he, Cas and Dean have been friends since high school.

We are getting along great.

I'm nervous that Dean and I are meeting for the first time today.

Sam is running late with a case.

So he's meeting us here at my place in an hour.

I set out burgers and salad for dinner. I'm also keeping an apple pie warm in the oven. Sam told me his big brother loves pie.

The doorbell rings and I run to answer it.

"Hi, Dean, it's great to meet you," I said as I held out my hand to him.

He sets down the beer he's been holding and pulls me into a hug.

This surprised me because according to Sam he's not keen on hugging people he doesn't know.

"Nonsense sweetheart. Your family as far as I'm concerned. I've been wanting to meet the woman that has been making my brother so happy." Dean said with a smile before releasing me.

I feel the heat rising in my cheeks at the last remark.

He follows me to the living room.

Dean shares embarrassing childhood stories of Sam with me 

"So even as a kid, he had lawyer skills, eh? He argued his way out of trouble after he dressed up as Batman and jumped off the shed and hurt his arm. That's adorable." I said.

I hear Sam enter and he's smiling the entire way over to the living room.

We spent the evening playing pool and watching movies.

Eden eventually joins us after her shift at the restaurant.

I am already feeling like part of the family and I can't wait to see where things go. It's good to have a moment of peace. There's still a threat looming over me with Joe around but that's tomorrow's problem.

We deserve some happiness.

Chapter 6: