#ao3 post

[moonchild311]

You know your sleep schedule is fucked when you have a permanent headache from staying up reading fanfiction about gay people kissing

[jmflowers]

Hiraeth

Lisa returns home to Carla after a long day. A follow-up scene for the episode on 24 February 2025.

Published: 2025-03-05 | Words: 1,251 | Chapters: 1/1 | Carla Connor/Lisa Swain

[conditionaljewel]

No Turning Back

No Turning Back tells a tale of an alternate universe where Imogen, an aspiring bard, meets a town commoner, Laudna, and falls in love with her; it’s not long after that their story meets an unexpected twist of fate, and Imogen travels to the Shadow Realm where she receives a proposition to undo a tragedy. Read the full story on Ao3 now, and thanks for clicking! Here’s a preview:

Laudna took a few tentative steps into this clearing and listened to the music, beginning to realize that it was originating from somewhere up in the treetops. She approached one tree in particular, and peered up into its branches. There, she found a songbird, but not like one she’d ever encountered before. As she watched this bird sing, it took a moment as she was enraptured by its song for her to realized that it was not sitting on the branch, but rather, was the branch. “What the—“ As the words escaped her lips, one of the massive roots of this tree moved at her feet, making to wrap around her. Quickly recognizing now that she was in danger, Laudna dropped the sticks and berries she held and began to flee. She ran back across the clearing as several similar looking song birds continued to chase her untethered to any other wildlife or growth here. As they chased her, she looked over her shoulder and watched as their shape changed to that of several taller, ominous shade creatures; long spindly arms and clawed hands at their ends stretched out reaching for her. “Imogen!” She cried out searching for her partner, but not hearing any response as she continued to run. She stumbled over other tree roots and across stray rocks and plants, keeping to her feet as best she could. “Imogen! We need to run!”

[gummysunnybear]

(*´ω｀*) silly little ao3 post!!! I do have a book for ships [in shown fandoms in the title!] Ships I've done for this silly book

Sun x Taurus

Solar x Ruin

Miku x Eclipse

Bloodmoon x Pollux

Solar x Bloodmoon

That's basically it! :3

[xyywrites]

ABOUT : xypheris. ace. STEM student. writer. multi-fandom. main account @xypheris. math account @xyymath.

My Work :

FICLETS:

Christmas with the Crows - Six of Crows Haikyuu!! Secret Santa Shenanigans - Haikyuu!!

SERIES :

War Cry - Levi Ackerman x OC All too well - Oikawa Toru x OC Glitteraggedon & other stories - Batfam Slice of Life short story collection On Thin Ice - Gojo Satoru x Geto Suguru Survivial Protocol - Six Of Crows AU

© xyywrites. do not repost, translate, or copy my work.

[flowcodes]

Originally posted under my main blog Flowgeeksout in the community crying ao3 is down

Pro Tip with ao3 being down

I just thought of this since a post or so below mentioned they were going to study. If you have ever read a fanfic and went i want to hear this be read but there is no podfic or you just don't like podfics I have news for you.

Download the fic you want to be read out loud as a PDF and the app ReadEra you can for free listen to work. Now it is going to be a Google translate like voice and you can only speed it up to certain number for free but i use it quiet often. You can also use it as a PDF reader without the voice and start anywhere you like. Here is the app from the app storeI just thought of this since a post or so below mentioned they were going to study. If you have ever read a fanfic and went i want to hear this be read but there is no podfic or you just don't like podfics I have news for you.

[ves--pertine]

Link to ao3 post: HERE

[moccabunie]

lucid dreams 🌙🔮

When Chuuya left, Dazai broke into a million pieces. And then, two young boys knocked on his door.

☁ modern with magic

☁ a/b/o

☁ growing up together

(or: Dazai raising two pups while rescuing his soulmate)

[firewolf111]

Anyone interested in a hermitcraft fic? (Not sander sides, suprising, I know).

But anyway, I posted a Mumbo Jumbo centric fic to ao3. Feel free to give it a read and let me know what you think. (Like if I should make more on Ao3 or even make some posts here)

Here it is:

[gummy-sunnybear]

First ao3 fic posted! ^°^

Decided to go with my new little brother au since I'm reworking the first chapter for a lot of my aus and adding things into my nightmare daycare first chapter! ^°^

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64771846

[havntology]

i am officially releasing this into the universe

[nathanwonderwolf]

I lost my mind when I posted my work on AO3. Seriously, this is really hard to do from a laptop. 🫠🫠🫠I put it all together with void!hob, but for convenience I've divided it into chapters.

[gyaruwolf]

run it over 'til it sounds right

"Kei's not the jealous type. He doesn't mind when people get touchy with Haru, and why would he? They're just friends."

General | Kaida Haru/Nagao Kei | 3633wc roommates au, college au, friends to lovers

[xyywrites]

Christmas with the Crows - Six of Crows

word count : 6 k

genre/tags : fluff, angst, Christmas eve, Holidays, Found Family, Humor, Slice of Life, Heartwarming, Bittersweet, Ketterdam, Hurt/Comfort, Secret Santa, Kanej, Wesper, Helnik

warnings : teen + (violence mentions)

author's note : Merry Barrelmas! Don’t leave your secrets or your wallets unattended. Jesper probably stole both, Nina’s eating your snacks, and Kaz is judging your choices from across the room.

link for the fic : AO3 Link

The Slat had never been so festive. Jesper had insisted on decorating for the holiday, and though Kaz had begrudgingly approved the expense, he’d set a strict budget (“We’re not running a charity, Jesper. Use what’s left in the vault after you’ve stopped raiding it.”). Thus, the decorations were an eclectic mix of stolen goods, homemade crafts (thanks to Inej), and some questionable black-market purchases.

“Doesn’t this place look like a dream?” Jesper said, throwing his arms wide as strands of mismatched tinsel drooped from the beams above.

“It looks like a fire hazard,” Kaz muttered, leaning heavily on his cane.

It had been Nina’s idea to have a Secret Santa. “We deserve a little holiday spirit,” she’d declared, ignoring Kaz’s groan. “Besides, we could all use some fun.”

Names were drawn at random, with Jesper attempting to peek at everyone’s picks until Wylan slapped his hand away.

“No cheating, Jes!”

“It’s not my fault if someone’s handwriting is legible upside down.” Jesper grinned, unapologetic, as he twirled the slip of paper in his fingers like a magician revealing a card trick. “Besides, I need to know who I’m blessing with my impeccable taste.”

“Blessing us with bankruptcy, more like,” Wylan muttered, tugging the paper from Jesper’s hand before he could get a better look at the others.

Come Christmas Eve, the Dregs were gathered in the dimly lit corner of the Crow Club, the space which usually thrummed with tension was now alive with an almost foreign warmth. Beneath a slightly lopsided tree gifts were piled high. The air buzzed with anticipation as Jesper fiddled with the makeshift tinsel, swatting Wylan’s hands away from his “adjustments.”

Nina was the first to dive into the pile, tearing into her gift with such ferocity that Kaz visibly winced at the shredding sound of the paper. When the wrapping fell away, it revealed a beautifully embroidered shawl in deep red and gold. For once, Nina was speechless, her fingers brushing tracing the intricate patterns.

“Inej,” she said knowingly, her voice softer than usual.

Inej nodded, her eyes warm with the quiet satisfaction of a well-chosen gift “It seemed fitting for someone as vibrant as you.” she said simply.

Nina wasted no time draping the shawl over her shoulders. She stood, striking a regal pose as if she were holding court. “I am the queen of Ketterdam!” she declared with a dramatic flourish. “Behold, my royal warmth. Bow before my elegance or risk my wrath.”

Jesper immediately dropped to one knee, hand pressed to his heart. “Your Majesty,” he intoned gravely.

Matthias sat rigidly in his chair, his gaze drifting toward Nina and lingering just a heartbeat too long. The faintest flush crept up his cheeks as he quickly averted his eyes. “You’re insufferable,” he muttered, his gruff tone betrayed by the subtle twitch at the corner of his lips.

Jesper’s gift was next, he tore into the wrapping with a dramatic flair, scattering bits of paper everywhere. Beneath the layers, he revealed a sleek holster made of dark, supple leather, its surface embossed with swirling, intricate designs.

He let out a low whistle, his grin splitting wide as he practically bounced in his seat. “Wylan!” he exclaimed, holding the holster up as if it were a crown jewel. “This is... the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen—aside from you, of course!”

Wylan ducked his head, his cheeks coloring a deep shade of red. “I thought… well, I thought you’d appreciate something functional and—” He hesitated, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his sleeve. “You know, with a little flair.”

Jesper was out of his seat in an instant, closing the distance between them. He leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to Wylan’s flushed cheek. “Perfect,” he murmured, his voice soft, full of affection. His fingers traced the designs on the holster, marveling at the craftsmanship. “Just like you”

Wylan’s blush deepened, his gaze dropping to his lap as a small, shy smile tugged at his lips. “You’re impossible,” he muttered.

Next, Matthias unwrapped his gift revealing a small, leather-bound book with a garish yellow cover. The title, How to Enjoy Life!, glared up at him in bold, oversized letters.

Nina leaned back in her chair, barely containing her laughter. “It’s from me,” she said, her voice a mix of sweetness and mischief. “A gentle nudge to, you know, loosen up a bit.”

Matthias held the book up like it was a dangerous artifact. “Does it come with instructions on how to survive you?” he deadpanned, earning a chorus of chuckles.

Skeptical but curious, he flipped the book open. As he did, a small set of cufflinks slid out from between the pages, landing neatly in his lap with a soft clink.

Nina’s grin widened as she leaned forward, watching him with eager eyes. “Think of those as the reward for enduring my wisdom,” she teased.

He picked up the cufflinks, his large hands turning them over carefully. The intricate wolf motifs etched into the polished silver caught the light. His frown softened, his thumb lingering over the design “At least these aren’t completely ridiculous,” he muttered, warmth creeping into his voice.

“I’ll wear the cufflinks, Nina. But don’t expect me to take life lessons from you anytime soon.”

Nina raised her hands in mock surrender, her laughter finally breaking free. “I’ll settle for the cufflinks,” she said, grinning from ear to ear. “Progress, my love. Progress.”

© xyywrites. do not repost, translate, or copy my work.

@xypheris

[patchwork-crow-writes]

Some silly fluff about Ralsei practicing his hugging skills on his old training dummy. Enjoy this for now, because the next thing I write is probably not going to be... quite so fluffy, shall we say :P But we'll cross that bridge when we get to it, I suppose :)

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