#but if i keep adding i might end up adding the entire chapter lmao

[fivekrystalpetals]

Retrace LII is my favorite chapter in the Head Hunter Arc. Not only because ofc it has teeny crumbs of my self-indulgent ship,,, but also because.... Transitions! oh boi, the transitions from one suspenseful scene to the next and the overall tension kept me on the edge of the seat the whole while, I didn't even know when I had gotten to the end of the chapter...

See:

1] Let The Party Begin—

I legit thought it was Break who lost his head; it was impossible but my first reaction was to shout out "WHAT!"—

2] This one ;-;

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3] the one where Break apprehends an unknowing Elliot

[ja3yun]

Guilty as Sin | P.SH

ceo!sunghoon x assistant!reader warnings: smut (mdni), unprotected sex, cream pie, desk sex, doggy, dom!hoon, choking, petnames (slut, good girl), slight dub con (hoon doesn't know what she's doing on the phone), age gap (reader is 22 and hoon is 27), not proof read, its not great tbh, anything else lmk! w.c: 3.8k synopsis: with your roommate gone for the evening, it is the perfect opportunity to let loose and think about a certain ceo while you fulfil your deepest desires. a/n: hi! this is ofc based on guilty as sin by taylor swift. just a heads up, the italics are her fantasy and straight text is what is happening in the real world. i tried to make it as clear as possible but sorry if its confusing near the end! this is just a little someting I wrote quickly (who would have guessed I could write a wc under 10k lmao). i hope you like it and as always feedback, comments, reblogs and likes are all appreciated.

part 2

Placing her trusted Charlotte Tilbury lipstick in her bag, your best friend and roommate of three years, Jimin, is finally ready to go out for the night. She looks glamorous from head to toe, effortlessly exuding the confidence and allure of a world-class supermodel.

Her hair cascades in loose waves, artfully swept over one shoulder, highlighting her elegant neck and perfectly styled tresses. Her tanned skin glows under the soft lighting, accentuating the contrast with her white spaghetti strap crop top, which subtly showcases her toned midriff. Her black suede shorts hug her figure, adding a touch of sophistication and edge to her ensemble. Strappy heels elongate her legs, making her look even more statuesque.

As Jimin adjusts her earrings, you can't help but admire her impeccable sense of style and grace. Her makeup is flawlessly applied, with a hint of shimmer on her eyelids and a bold, dark red lip that makes her look like she’s stepped straight out of a DAZED magazine.

In stark contrast, you are nestled comfortably on the couch in your cherry pink pyjamas, lost in the pages of "King of Pride." The soft fabric of your pyjamas provides a comforting embrace, and your hair is casually pulled back in a loose ponytail. Your face is free of makeup, showcasing your natural beauty and the relaxed ease of someone enjoying a quiet evening, just you, a glass of wine, and the much-needed company of Kai Young.

“Okay, how do I look?” Jimin turns to you, plastering on a big smile, extending her arms so you can get a full glimpse of her carefully orchestrated outfit.

Holding your place in your book with your thumb, you pretend to inspect her harshly, knowing anything less would be deemed as not caring - at least in the eyes of your best friend. “I think…you look like the prettiest girl in the room, no, the world” you compliment her earnestly.

Tutting, she rolls her eyes. “You and Jaeyun say the same thing every time,” she giggles, enjoying the compliment despite it being a secret mantra you and her boyfriend have conjured up to keep her happy. Jimin has a certain way she likes to be spoken to and if it isn’t the most dramatic, complimentary words you can muster, you might as well call her an ugly hag who cracks mirrors.

Jaeyun and you have always rated her an unequivocal one hundred out of ten.

“Are you absolutely sure you don’t want to come?” Jimin asks for the fifth time in three hours. “Heeseung will be there, you know he has a bit of a crush on you.” She wiggles her eyebrows playfully, clearly enjoying how your face flushes at mentioning his name. Heeseung is handsome, no doubt about it, but he isn’t the man you would rush out the door for.

“I promise, I am quite happy here with my rich soon-to-be CEO and a glass of Pino,” you wave her off and open your book again, digging back into the chapter she pulled you from.To be honest, it’s not entirely a fib; you do want to stay in and enjoy a glass of wine, though your plans are slightly more elaborate than they seem—details she doesn’t need to know about.

“Well, don’t wait up. I’m planning to stay at Jaeyun’s afterwards,” she announces with a gleeful smile. Her infectious joy and the glimmer in her eyes catch the warm light from the lamp beside you, casting a gentle glow over the room.

As she gives a final twirl and heads out the door, leaving the apartment with a high-pitched goodbye, you wait to hear the faint turn of her key in the lock. Once you detect that reassuring click, signalling her definitive departure, you wedge your bookmark in the novel and place it on the side table, promising yourself that you will return to it later; you have another CEO to attend to.

Grasping your glass of crisp wine and your phone, you make your way to your bedroom. The room is softly lit, with fairy lights casting a warm, ambient glow. You place your wine on the nightstand, sitting softly on your bed as you unlock your phone.

A sigh leaves your wine-tainted lips as you open up Instagram, going straight to a certain someone’s page. The same person that has left you so needy all day that you have been counting down the minutes and seconds until you get some alone time.

Park Sunghoon. 

Your boss, Park Sunghoon, who gave you a job as his assistant straight out of Grad school after attending one of his special lectures, the one who has shown you the ropes of the Marketing world and introduced you to important contacts to help you in the future, and the one who makes it insanely difficult to concentrate in any board or business meeting because of how insanely attractive he is.

Sunghoon is a gift from the gods: tall, wealthy, extraordinarily handsome, and incredibly hard to resist. He is admirable and focused, commanding a room in a way you wish he would with you, hoping that the passion and energy he has for the business could somehow translate into a more intimate setting, with you on the receiving end. He has worked tirelessly to build his company from rags to riches, becoming the youngest, highest-grossing CEO in the country, making every Forbes 30 Under 30 list there is. You are immensely grateful for the opportunity to work as his assistant.

That is why what you are about to do feels like a betrayal. Your heart tells you this is wrong, embarking on sinful acts such as this, but it also convinces you that thoughts inside your mind aren’t anything to feel ashamed about, as long as you look and never touch.

And so far, you haven’t ever laid a finger on him, much to your disdain. There have been times when all you can think about is pouncing on him while he sits at his desk, imagining bouncing on his cock until you’re high off his cum and kisses. You envision his white shirts and black ties discarded, your lips all over his toned chest and stomach, hearing him moan your name as you make your way to suck his cock better than any of his socialite flings ever could.

If the assistant and CEO dynamic wasn’t enough to deter you from making your fantasies a reality, the class barrier would be your first hurdle. Sunghoon comes from a world of privilege and status, a realm of luxury and power. Despite your impressive academic achievements and the progress you’ve made in your career, there’s always an underlying awareness of the different worlds you inhabit. You’re 22 and an assistant just starting to work your way up and Sunghoon is a 27-year-old CEO of a multi-million dollar franchise.

You are nowhere near his level.

Yet, the allure of his presence is irresistible. His charisma and the subtle way he looks at you during meetings ignite a forbidden desire within you. The professionalism you maintain in the office is a fragile veneer, concealing the simmering tension and your hidden longing. Each day, you master the art of restraint, keeping your fantasies locked away, only to revisit them in the privacy of your room, where the boundaries of reality and imagination blur.

Scrolling through his Instagram, you hone in on one particular picture, your favourite among them all: his GQ CEO of the Year cover. Maybe it was because you were there when it was taken, seeing him switch poses, flicking his eyebrows up and smirking into the camera, his fingers gripping the edges of his desk as the photographer shouted praises intertwined with instructions. God, how you would do anything to be bent over that table and fucked to oblivion by the man.

You reach into your bedside drawer and retrieve the pretty pink dildo you ordered from Adam & Eve, the size mimicking what you imagine Sunghoon’s looks like: slim but not skinny, long and arched, with a large bell at the end. It’s so wrong to imagine what your boss’ dick looks like, never mind buying a toy specifically to fantasise about him, but you can’t bring yourself to feel guilty about it—not when you’re cumming around it and screaming his name.

Position yourself comfortably, the soft sheets bunch up around you and close your eyes. The fantasy takes over, vivid and tantalising. You picture Sunghoon, his intense gaze locked on you, his hands rough yet tender as they roam your body. The thought of his voice, low and commanding, fills your mind, heightening your arousal.

And you get lost in the fantasy as you look at the picture illuminating your screen.

Pushing down your pyjama shorts, you discard them quickly, your cunt already greedy to be filled. You rub the dildo up and down your slick folds, gathering your natural lubricant as you look at Sunghoon’s stern face on your phone screen, remembering all the times he has reprimanded you for doing something wrong. You never fully took in the severity of the situation, your mind too lost in the lower octave of his tone and how badly you wished to be punished by him.

“Bend over. Now,” he says with venom lacing his tone, the words cutting through his quiet office.

You do as he says, leaning over the desk and hiking up your skirt, eagerly anticipating your retribution. The air is thick with tension as Sunghoon’s body looms close to you, teasing you even with just his presence. Your mind races as his hands situate themselves on your hips, pulling your ass back into him, the action causing your cunt to meet his bulge. The outline of his length protrudes through his Prada slacks, making your pussy ache all over him.

Leaning his body over yours so his chest is pressed firmly against your back, he ghosts his lips over your earlobe. “How many times do I need to tell you to do your job right?” His question is rhetorical, knowing that if you speak, you’ll get an even worse punishment.

His warm breath on your ear sends shivers down your spine, and you feel your core tighten in anticipation. His grip on your hips tightens as he slowly grinds against you, the friction of his bulge against your soaked panties making you whimper. The feeling of his hard cock pressing into you, even through the fabric is intoxicating, and you can’t help but arch your back, pushing yourself closer to him.

“Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice low and taunting. “So desperate for it. Such a needy little slut.”

Before you can respond, he straightens up, his hands leaving your hips, his warm grip now replaced with the cold lingering of want. Without warning, he brings his hand down on your ass with a sharp smack. The sensation is electric, a mix of pain and pleasure that makes you gasp, the sting of the spank sends a jolt of arousal straight to your core, and you bite your lip to stifle a moan.

“Did you like that?” he asks, his tone mocking. He doesn’t wait for an answer as his hand comes down again, harder this time, the sound of the impact echoing in the large office. The force makes you tremble, your skin tingling with the aftershock, your cunt leaking down your leg in sheer joy and agony.

“Yes, sir,” you manage to gasp, the words escaping your lips before you can stop them.

“Good girl,” he purrs, and you feel his hand rub soothing circles over the spot he just spanked, the contrast of his gentle touch against the sting making your body crave more. He is giving you the perfect mixture of punishment and rest, somehow making you crave a spanking more than ever before despite your ass whispering pleas of ‘no more’

Another sharp smack lands on your other cheek, and you can’t hold back the moan that escapes your throat. The pain mingles with pleasure, your pussy throbbing with need. Each hit is harder than the last, and you can feel the heat rising in your skin, the stinging sensation turning into a delicious ache.

“Do you want more?” he asks, his voice dripping with seduction. “Do you want me to punish you properly?”

“Yes, sir,” you reply breathlessly, your body trembling with anticipation. These two words seem to be the only thing that can fall from your lips other than strangled moans and mewls of desire.

He spanks you again, the force making you lurch forward, your hands gripping the edge of the desk for support, the hit vibrating all the way to your throbbing bud. The sharp sting reverberates through your body, intensifying the ache between your legs. You feel yourself getting wetter, your juices dripping down your thighs, hitting the Versace shoes that Sunghoon bought you for a work event.

“Look at you,” he taunts, his voice low and commanding. “So needy, so desperate. You can’t even control yourself, can you?”

“No, sir,” you admit, your voice a whimper. “I need you.”

His hand comes down on your ass again, harder than before, and you cry out, the mix of pain and pleasure overwhelming your senses. You can feel the slickness between your thighs increasing, naturally preparing yourself for what is to come.

“You’re such a good girl,” he murmurs, his hand rubbing soothingly over your reddened skin. “Taking your punishment so well.”

He leans over you again, his lips brushing against your ear. “But we’re not done yet,” he whispers, his voice sending shivers down your spine. “I’m going to make sure you never forget this.”

With that, he draws back and gives another harsh slap, the impact of which causes you to squeal. The cadence of his spanking quickens, each slap sending waves of pleasure through your body. Your skin tingles with each hit, leading to a climax.

“Please, sir,” you beg, your voice trembling. “Please, I need to cum.”

He pauses, his hand resting on your ass. “You need to cum?” he repeats, his tone amused. “Just by my hand?”

“Yes, sir,” you reply, your body trembling with need. “Please, I’ve been a good girl, let me cum.”

He chuckles softly, his hand sliding between your thighs to feel your wetness. “You’re soaked,” he remarks, his fingers teasing your folds. “Such a needy little slut.”

His words send a jolt of arousal through you, and you whimper as he teases your entrance with his fingers. “Don’t you want my cock?” he asks, his voice low and seductive. “Don’t you want me to fuck you?” His words are condescending, knowing that with a few more slaps you’ll be clenching around nothing, yet, he can’t stand to see you cum and it not be around his delicious cock.

“Yes, sir,” you moan, your body aching for his touch, for his dick to be stuffed deep inside you. To be honest, you want anything he will give you. “Please, fuck me.”

Unbuckling his belt and letting his black trousers and boxers fall to his ankles, he positions himself behind you, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance. The anticipation is almost too much to bear, and you push back against him, desperate to feel him inside you.

“Patience,” he murmurs, his hands gripping your hips. “I want to take my time with you.”

Finally wet enough to snuggly enter you, the dildo sinks into your cunt as you imagine him sinking in slowly, the wave of pleasure as you stretch around the faux shaft enough to send your head back into a frenzy.

He pushes in slowly, the stretch of his cock filling you inch by inch. The sensation is overwhelming, the tip of his cock sliding past all of your sensitive spots, stimulating your nerves just the way you need him to. You feel every inch of him, the fullness making your body shiver with desire.

“God, you’re tight,” he groans, his hands gripping your hips harder. “You feel so fucking good.”

He begins to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate, each one sending waves of pleasure through your body. The friction of his cock against your inner walls is intoxicating, and you can’t help but moan his name, the sound mingling with the rhythm of his movements.

“Sunghoon,” you gasp, your back contorting to fit him deeper, head thrown back as he bucks his hips at a steady, agonising pace. “Please, fuck me harder.”

Scoffing, he slows down, giving you the opposite of what you are needily begging for. “You think you deserve to make demands?” Sunghoon asks, his hands roaming along your back, fingers untucking your shirt and crawling up to your bare back. You’re lucky he let the slip of his name out of your mouth rather than his preferred nickname.

In truth, you don’t, constantly fucking up in your job to the point that it has come to this, but by god will you never get a single thing right if it means receiving this pleasure. Yet, right now, you need to yield, appeasing his every word.

“I don’t deserve it, Sir,” you admit, trying to fuck onto his cock faster. “But please, I’ll be so good if you do.”

Laughing, his large hand snakes around your neck and pulls you back roughly, bringing your head to rest on his shoulder as he fucks into you agonisingly slow yet sharp. His warm breath washes over your cheek as he smirks menacingly. “You’re already being a good girl, so what else will you do?”

“I’ll do my job properly, I’ll make sure I never disappoint you.” It’s not even the slightest bit embarrassing as you try your hardest to fuck yourself onto his cock, squeezing for extra friction as you bargain with him. All you need right now is to be pounded mercilessly by the man you crave the most.

Satisfied with your response, he finally obliges, his thrusts becoming faster and more intense, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. The pleasure builds with each movement, your body responding eagerly to his touch. You feel the tension coiling in your core, the edge of climax drawing closer with every thrust.

“Do you want to cum on your boss’ cock?” he asks mockingly, knowing your immediate answer. 

You struggle to give him an answer as his grip on your throat tightens, his digits pressing into your soft neck and cutting off your voicebox, yet somehow, you manage to squeak out a tiny ‘yes’, followed by a throat-ripping moan as he finds your sweet spot.

Suddenly, your phone rings as you move your dildo rapidly in and out of your squelching cunt, the toy now covered in your juices as both you and it work hard to reach that sweet release. Heaving heavily, you see the caller ID ring and your eyes widen, the name ‘Park Sunghoon’ flashing across your screen.

Idiotically, you answer, scared of the reprimand if you don’t, your boss never liking when you answer after more than three rings. Before you get the chance to speak, he is already blaring down the phone at you.

“Y/N, I need you to come in early tomorrow. There is a big meeting with Park Jongseong that we must prepare for,” he begins, tone borderline scolding but not so angry. “Someone forgot to put it in my diary.”

The subtle dig at you only heightens your feelings, the actual scolding you’re receiving meshing in beautifully with your fantasies. Your hand never stops the dildo from thrusting harshly into you, his actual voice much colder and deeper than the one you have in your mind, your body aching for each Sunghoon in its own way.

You stifle a moan but it still leaks through into the speaker, your climax imminent as your wrist quickens and legs spread, the muscles of your thighs and arms tightening with your actions.

“Cum for me, baby” he commands, his voice rough with desire. “I want to feel you cum around my cock.”

“Are you sick? Don’t come in tomorrow if you are, I have to fly to Japan on Thursday.” 

Each CEO blends into one another as you come undone, dropping the phone on your stomach and arching your back off the bed.

The words push you over the edge, and you cry out as the orgasm crashes over you, “Yes, Sir!” your body trembling with the force of it. You can feel your pussy clenching around his cock, the sensation driving him deeper into you. His thrusts become erratic, and with a final, deep thrust, he spills into you, filling you with his release. The hot spurts of his cum coat your battered walls so deliciously, soothing the rawness from the relentless beating.

The room is filled with the sounds of your heavy breathing, the aftermath of your climax leaving you both spent and satisfied. Sunghoon pulls out slowly, his hands gentle as they caress your skin. He helps you stand, his touch tender as he pulls you into his arms.

“You did so well,” he murmurs, his lips pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Such a good girl.”

You pant heavily, forgetting for a moment exactly where you are and what you have done, the blurred line of delusion and reality becoming a haze as your eyes fight their way open, your high overcoming your body like a tidal wave

Clearing his throat with a deliberate rasp, Sunghoon's piercing gaze cuts through the haze clouding your senses, snapping you back to the stark reality of your surroundings. The weight of your actions descends upon you like a sudden storm, leaving you breathless and disoriented.

"Tomorrow at 6am, my office," he declares with a steely edge, each word measured and exact as he speaks with a smirk. The earlier rush of pleasure now dissipates into a cold knot of apprehension in your stomach. His voice carries a promise of consequences, leaving no doubt in your mind that he knows exactly what you’ve been doing.

"Do not keep me waiting," he continues, his tone low and ominous, "or you'll be punished.”

He hangs up abruptly, the chilling bleep of the disconnected call makes you swallow, realising that you have completely fucked up and have painted yourself guilty as sin.

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[robinsno1lesbian]

older!nancy who is the mother of the reader’s best friend and after getting to know each other after the readers frequent visits to her house, they end up getting closer than you think 🙈

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒, 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒, 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄 - 𝐍.𝐖.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: when your best friends leaves to go to college, and you’re left behind in that little bookstore you run, you're surprised to see nancy wheeler there. 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4487

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content! (MDNI), implied age gap (reader is 18+!!), mention of teen pregnancy, period typical homophobia, bottom!nancy wheeler & top!reader, vaginal fingering, oral, nancy is really inexperienced, scratching (?), first time with a woman on nancy's end, not proofread (let me know if i missed anything!)

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: aaaah @cinnamoncunt i love your requests!!! i promise the professor!robin headcanons are on their way! anyway i didn't really get into the friendship between reader and nancy's daughter because this was written in a bit of a rush lmao- i hope you don't mind <3 (especially the ending. i might edit it later today-) also i kind of added some stuff to it because I'm currently reading "last night at the telegraph club" and i couldn't stop thinking about that book somehow lmao

the weather is keeping customers away, which leaves no one but you in the bookstore. it's your mother's, but she can't take care of it all by herself. this is why you stayed in hawkins, even years after graduating: to help her.

you know she can use all support she can get.

looking back at it now, you're thankful that you've stayed; running a bookshop is better than you had imagined. it gives you the perfect opportunity to ramble about your favorite hobby and you get to know the people in town better. you've even met your best friend in your store.

she's a couple of years younger than you and still there was something intimidating about her: she did not seem like the girl you would normally befriend. if anything, she seemed like the type of person who would've made fun of you back in highschool. turns out you were wrong.

she came around more often, buying a new book from you every time. eventually, you began talking more until her visits became annual hangouts in the store, which led to the two of you hanging out at your or her place at least three times a week.

and then she left to go to college.

of course you don't blame her for leaving, even though you admire her for doing so. you will probably always be here, in the small town of hawkins, stuck behind the window of your bookstore as the world goes on somewhere outside.

you flip to the next page of the book and shake away the thought of your best friend, who is somewhere at the other end of the country. maybe one day you will find the courage to leave too. you're about to start the next chapter, but the familiar noise of the bell at the entrance rings through the store. you get up from your spot between the shelves in the back to see who is crazy enough to leave their house to go book shopping with this kind of storm going on.

it catches you by surprise to see nancy wheeler in the doorway.

she's your best friend's mother and even though you never interacted much, you could never deny the fact that she is absolutely gorgeous. she had her daughter at a young age and raised her all by herself, that you do know. but she never talked about it much, and you didn't want to bother her with questions about this.

now nancy wheeler is standing right in front of you, water dripping down her soaked jacket.

"ms. wheeler" you greet, your voice thick with surprise that you try to oppress.

the brunette is wearing a wide coat and a light beige blouse underneath; one that's been entirely soaked by the rain and hides little from your eyes.

no, you remind yourself, no, no, no. stop that right now.

"y/n, hi" she smiles quickly. "i- uhm-" nancy glances through the store. she's never been here before, at least not that you can remember.

"i didn't have anything to do today so- with how much my daughter told me about this place, i thought why not go there myself"

you wonder if nancy ever gets lonely these days. the absence of your best friend has already settled heavily in your heart. you can't even imagine what it's like for a single mother who only ever had her daughter around.

"oh of course" you nod. "well...nancy-" her first name feels odd on your tongue but you try to go with it. "are you much of a reader?"

you could punch yourself right then and there. what kind of question is that? and why did you choose to focus on that, out of all things?

"oh" she raises her brows. "well...in the past months i didn't really have time to read that much but now- i think i'd like to read a bit more, yeah" she fumbles with the button of her coat. is she nervous? flustered? you wish you could tell. "okay" you nod. "well do you have any preferences? any genre you like?" "oh- uh- i didn't think about it that much" her cheeks flush a soft shade of red.

she's definitely nervous, that much you know now, but you can't seem to figure out why.

"you can look around a bit if you like" you offer. "I'm always here in case you have any questions"

she nods with a tight-lipped smile and steps toward one of the many rows of shelves but turns on her heel just before she can reach it.

"what do you read y/n?"

that question catches you off guard, especially since the erotic lesbian fiction novel is still hugged to your chest. you think of the shoebox that you have hidden underneath a loose floorboard in the back of the store. of all the books that are stacked up in there, each one of them carefully annotated and marked by your own hands.

books that could probably get you killed in this town.

now it's your turn to blush.

"ms. wheeler- uhm- nancy- i don't think you would like the books i read" you mutter. "oh but how would you know silly?" she chuckles before nodding her chin in the direction of your crossed arms. "what's that one about?"

"this? oh it's nothing i- i was just..sorting it in...back there" you look over your shoulder, to the corner where the floorboard is still laying around carelessly, leaving a gap in your floor. one that contains the filthiest lesbian books in all of hawkins. you send a quick prayer to whatever higher power there might be that nancy won't go there to check.

"well" she reaches out her hand. "i think i'm gonna take that as a sign" "nancy i don't think that's a good idea" you warn.

but she is determined, puts one hand to her side and furrows her brows. you cruse yourself for carrying it with you so mindlessly. "fine, I'll take the risk" the second you hand her the book, regret creeps through your body. this is the end, you think. she'll go straight to the police with that and they will probably raid your store for selling inappropriate content. or worse, they might even arrest you. you've heard of the things they do to people like you. all across the country. you gulp audibly as you watch nancy in horror. she turns it in her hands before reading the backside.

you know the words by heart and by the way her eyes scan the pages, she's about to get to the part that will make your whole world fall apart.

nancy does raise her brows, but the gesture doesn't seem to be one of disgust. she tilts her head slightly and looks up at you, the book still firmly in her hand. her cheeks are reddened in a way that you can't seem to figure out.

"oh- so that's why-" she gasps.

you avoid her gaze. every single nerve in your body seems to be on fire as you try to come up with an excuse, an explanation at least.

"look nancy- i'm sorry- i told you this wouldn't be what you-" she cuts you off and simply says; "i'll take it" "what?" you're taken aback by her answer. albeit you're still extremely flustered her reaction is something you least expected. nancy wheeler, however, just shrugs. "i'll take it" she repeats. "this seems...interesting" "how about that" you offer, knowing damn well this book isn't listed on the register of books you sell. "you can borrow it, and if- if you don't like it you can bring it back?" cold sweat is running down your spine. "deal" she nods.

you quickly check her out, give her a paper bag to carry the book and watch as she leaves.

"it was nice seeing you again y/n" she says and takes your hand in hers for what is supposed to be a shake. except that she doesn't let go immediately. her hand lingers in yours as your eyes meet.

you can't fall for nancy wheeler, you remind yourself. you can't.

⋆

the air has gotten colder over the past few days. a sign that autumn is right around the corner. in the darkness of the night, nancy wheeler can see the condensation of her exhales as she walks.

she's carrying a small paper bag with her, and her heart is racing in excitement. she has spent the last nights staying up late to read the book you have given her. nancy doesn't know what she expected but it hadn't been that. it hadn't been a strange kind of heat coiling in her lower abdomen, hadn't been the strange urge to press her thighs together at the words written on the page.

she has never read something like that before, but she somehow knows that she needs more of that.

she looks down at her feet, her heels clicking against the cold ground. she's wearing a dress that's way too cold for the weather and her coat hardly does anything to warm her at all. she pulls it tighter around herself as she heads in the direction of your store.

⋆ "ms. wheeler" you raise your brows. you were about to close when she shows up. "back already?"

if you're being honest, you didn't think you would ever see her again after she has taken your book with her. but there she is, standing in your doorway, and she is carrying said book with her, packed in the same bag still.

"call me nancy, please" she reminds you. is that nervosity in her voice?

"i- uhm" she steps further into the store and the door falls shut behind her.

"i read your book" now this does surprise you just as much as seeing her again. "my- my book?" "yeah" a smile flashes across her face. "well" you push yourself away from the countertop that you've been leaning against to cross your arms over your chest. "how did you like it?" there is an obvious shake in your voice. "you didn't mention that you read it too" she shoots back. "the annotations are yours, aren't they?" you inhale sharply. "what about it?" "i- i never read anything like this before" she mumbles in thought. "i didn't even- i mean- is it really like that?"

suddenly you understand; nancy must've spent all those years alone. you never heard anything of a boyfriend, let alone a husband in all these years that she spent raising her child. you wonder if she did anything at all in all this time. if she ever even had the chance to explore her sexuality any further.

you look out on the dark street nervously.

"come with me" you say and take the lead to walk her to the back of the store. you're hidden from the view of the street and have a place to sit.

"so" she says as she lowers herself onto the sofa that you have bought in an antique store years ago. "is what really like that?" nancy clears her throat. "being with...a woman" you sit down next to her. you don't miss the way your legs touch hers. the past days felt like torture; not just because you didn't see nancy, but also because you couldn't help yourself but think of her: her brown curls spread out on bed sheets while she's reading, her delicate fingers flipping through the pages. her beautiful back arched while your head is buried between her thighs... "y/n?" her voice snaps you back to reality. "tell me" "yeah" you breathe softly and nod. you're aware of the indirect confession you've made. but somehow you don't think that nancy will judge you. or at least you hope she won't.

"have you- have you been with many women before?" maybe you're imagining it but it seems as if she's leaning in closer and closer as the seconds pass by. "i- uh- no" you shake your head. it's hawkins in the 80s after all. when your eyes glare back at hers, she has definitely gotten closer, her face lingering just inches away from yours. "show me" she murmurs and you can feel her hot breath against your skin. for a second, you just stare at her; her eyes dark while she holds your gaze. nancy's head is tilted sideways just the slightest and if you were to lean forward now you could just... the woman in front seems to draw you in magnetically. and the closer she gets, the more your doubts start to vanish.

until you are so close that you can feel her open mouth on yours and you share a breath. your hands sneak behind her body, and grab her by the back while her fingers curl up in your hair. "nancy" you mumble with your eyes falling shut. "we- we shouldn't" she opens her eyes and nods. "i know"

and then her mouth is on yours. you can taste the sweetness of her chapstick and inhale the expensive scent of her floral perfume. nancy wheeler is filling all of your senses until all you know is the sound of her voice, the smell of her body, and the shape of each letter that makes her name. her lips move in sync with yours, and she only leans back occasionally to get some air. this kiss is so different from anything else you've ever known. her lips are somehow softer, her movements slower. it's like you've never wanted anyone or anything as badly as her. when she parts her lips you gladly slip your tongue into her mouth. you hum satisfied when she gasps at the new sensation. it might've been years since she's been kissed for the last time so you make sure to give it your all. your hands roam her sides and dance over her ribcage while she pushes her body more into yours. eventually, you give in and grip her by the hips. she yelps as you lift her up and sit her down on top of you, her legs straddling your hips. she puts her hands on your cheeks and caresses your skin softly.

"is it always like this?" nancy whispers. her voice is shakier than usual. "no" you chuckle and bite your lip. "no, it's never been like that before"

"i want you" she admits, carefully watching your face for any reactions. "i want you the way they had each other in your book. i want you to show me"

your mouth falls open slightly and you nearly choke on a moan. her words are clearly enough to drive you mad.

"are you sure?" nancy nods firmly. "i had time to think about it. i- i couldn't stop thinking about you" "yeah?" "yeah" you close your eyes and take in the weight of her words. does she really know what she's asking for? is there a way for this to be right? nancy's hand sneaks its way under your chin and she lifts your gaze upon her. "please" she mouthes. "it's been so long y/n...i need you. please" a sense of desperation is written all over your face. it's the knowledge that you can satisfy this desperation that gives you the courage to continue.

"undress me" she rasps, her own fingers already pushing the first button through its hole. but you push away her hands and make quick work of pushing her coat to the floor and unbuttoning the front of her dress.

she's wearing a light, lacy bra beneath. it hardly covers anything, just a thin layer of fabric over the soft skin of her breasts.

you run your fingers over her chest and lean in to pepper open-mouthed kisses over her jaw, all the way down to her neck. she shivers when your fingers crawl up her back to unclasp her bra. "is that okay?" her head has fallen back, exposing her neck to you, and her eyes are closed. her chest is rising and falling rapidly and she's breathing through her open mouth.

"please" you do as you're told and the item lands on the growing pile of clothing on the floor.

"nancy" you hum. "you're so beautiful...so beautiful" delight and pride wash over you when you see a soft blush creeping up her chest. "am i?" she sounds genuinely surprised by your praise.

"of course you are" you lock eyes with her when you lean in and wrap your lips around her nipple softly. "y/n what are you- oh" her eyes roll back and she moans. "you're absolutely gorgeous" you whisper in between kisses to her bare breasts. the feeling sends waves of heat between your legs.

nancy's hands cage you in when she pushes your face further against her. "oh god" she bites her lip. "that- that feels so good" you don't even have to open your eyes to push the opened dress down her body. it pools on your lap leaving her completely topless. "you like this?" she nods enthusiastically. you take note of the way she grounds herself down on your lap involuntarily the more you suck on her breasts, alternating between her tits. "what do you want?" she furrows her brows and shakes her head. "i- i don't know, i- you-" that is when you remember that she probably never had anyone with the ability to make her feel good. especially not another woman. "it's okay, it's okay" you assure. "i'll show you, okay?" nancy nods her head so hard that her curls bounce around her face. "okay" you smile softly. "get up and take of your dress" she does as she's told, which leaves her in nothing but a matching pair of lacy panties. you're still sitting in front of her and wrap your arms around her lower abdomen to pull her close to you. you press soft kisses to her lower belly until you're satisfied with the goosebumps that have risen beneath your lips. instead of lowering your lips even further, you tap your thighs and gesture for nancy to sit back on your lap. her eyes are glowing with excitement and lust while she wraps her legs around your hips. you can feel the heat that's radiating from her through your jeans and it takes all your strength not to touch yourself right then and there. you crane your head back and nancy's lips are on yours immediately. her palms hold your face as she kisses you hungrily. you gladly let her kiss you the way she wants to until your lips are puffy and sore. "i think- i always thought you were so pretty" she admits. "i just never thought this was possible" "oh we're just getting started" nancy watches you with curious eyes when your fingertips run down her bare spine. "but keep talking" you encourage her. "i wanna hear everything" "i- god-" her hips rock forward again and you grin. "i- i thought of you while i read...of your pretty face and...your hands on me" "my hands?" you raise your brows and, to test your theory, let your index finger slide between her thighs. to your own surprise, you can feel the wet patch of her arousal even through her panties. your index grazes over where her entrance is up to her clit. you hook your finger over the little bud of nerves and nancy gasps loudly.

"like that?" "yeah" her voice is raspier than you've ever heard. "more of that please" you know you could tease her for hours but you choose not to. her wetness is enough to tell you how badly nancy needs this. you press one hand to her hips while you use the other to move her panties aside and gather her arousal on your fingertips. "fuck you're so wet nancy" "fuck" she whimpers her first curse of the night. "more" you're not sure nancy actually knows what she's begging for but you know that you will give it to her. show her. you circle her clit a couple of times and take in the way her legs shake around you. "can i?" you whisper as you move your digits down to her throbbing entrance. nancy wraps her hands around your back and her nails dig into your flesh. her lips are right next to your ear and her sinful whimper of "please" burns itself into your memory forever. it's nothing, whatsoever, to the long and high-pitched moan that leaves her mouth when you slowly push two of your fingers into her. you move them inside her until the first knuckle, giving her time to adjust to the fullness. "y/n" she cries out. her nails scratch down your ribs. nancy's hips ground themselves down on your fingers, taking them all the way in so the base of your knuckles meets her cunt. you carefully watch the way her face tightens in concentration and pleasure. her eyes are still closed but her mouth has fallen agape again.

you stroke her neck and whisper sweet praise into her ear. "just like that nancy. you take me so well..." after a while you pull out her her slowly but she doesn't give you a chance; her hips chase your fingers and she whines desperately. "no please...feels so good" you hush her. "i won't stop, look at me nance" her eyes meet yours and she lets you pull out your fingers until you only have your fingertips inside of her. then, without your eyes ever leaving herm you thrust into her again and she nearly screams. "shhh" you try to soothe her and stroke her hair out of her. "is- is that it?" nancy asks. you can't help yourself but chuckle. "oh no, that's not it yet"

with that you start pumping into her at a quicker pace, the heel of your hand hits her clit and she rocks her hips in the same rhythm of your thrusts.

the sensation of her slick running down her thighs has a wicked idea occurring in your head. you curl your fingers up at a particularly deep thrust and nancy's eyes roll back. "oh my god, there, right there" she babbles. you slowly withdraw yourself from her, leaving her entirely empty this time. "no" nancy whines helplessly. "no don't stop" but you hold onto her and flip both of you over so that she's laying on her back. you kiss down her torso and her eyes widen when she realizes what you're up to. when your kisses reach the hemline of her panties, you hook your fingers underneath them and, with one final nod of nancy, you pull them down her long legs and she kicks them off.

she is beautiful and glistening in the dim lights of the room. you run a finger through her and her body whole shudders. nancy spreads her legs wider for you, giving you the chance to see all of her. oh and you do; gladly taking in every inch of her body. she smiles and stretches arms above her head, making her own back arch off of the sofa. you place a palm on her belly and move it down slowly, feeling soft skin passing by beneath you. finally, your gaze falls upon her needy cunt. the sight of it is enough to make your own pussy throb in your pants. her clit is practically aching for you and who are you to deny her that? you look her in the eyes and lean down, placing your first kiss on her clit. nancy's mouth opens wider and pleasure is written all over her face. without further undo, you dart your tongue out and lick a stripe from her entrance up to her clit. her taste has you moaning for the first time of the night. "fuck you taste so good pretty girl" you mumble with a mouth full of pussy. "that's- that's disgusting" nancy stammers but you can tell by the sound of her voice that she's enjoying this. she's just struggling to find the right words. "no one's ever gone down on you?" you ask and lean back. it doesn't surprise you when nancy's hips buck up and go after your mouth. she shakes her head in the pillows, her fingers gripping the soft, velvet of the sofa right next to you. "n- no- feels so different-" she slurs. "more"

"thought so" you grin and get back to lapping at her cunt. at the same time, you bring down your thumb and rub circles on her clit. her hands find a hold in your hair and she pulls your closer, guiding your tongue to where she needs you the most. but you let her, regardless of the stinging pain in your skull at very hard pulls. "does that feel good?" "y-yeah" she moans. "spread your legs a little wider for me baby" you put a palm on her inner thigh. "and I'll make this even better"

once she has done so, you bring your fingers back to her entrance and focus your tongue on her clit. you lick into her once more before pushing your fingers back in and coaxing another loud moan out of her. you set a faster pace than before but she takes it all, just moaning and whining for more the entire time. your hips move at their own accord, trying to gain some friction from the crotch of your jeans. "it's too much y/n" she yelps. "i feel- feel like- i don't know i-" "it's okay" you look up at her for a second, never stopping your fingers from thrusting into her. obscene squelching noises fill the entire room. "just let go" and then your head is back between her legs and nancy does as you tell her. "fuck, fuck, fuck" she cries out and her walls flutter around your fingers. "fuck y/n-" and then she cums.

you add a third finger just when her orgasm starts washing over her. her back lifts off the sofa and she lets out a beautiful cry of pleasure. you can even see a tear running out of the side of her eye. her cum coats your chin and the sofa below you but you will take care of that later.

for now, you're too focused on licking up as much of her arousal as you can get while she comes down from her height.

you sit back on your knees once you've cleaned her up with her tongue and watch her with loving eyes. she's so beautiful like this. her chest still rises and falls rapidly and the aftershocks of her orgasm make her legs shake but there's a wide smile on her lips. nancy's eyes are still closed when she speaks up again. "i've never felt this good" she admits.

[velnna]

This might sound like an odd question but I’m planning on making my own comic at some point and I was wondering if you had any advice? Specifically in making the plot, deciding what each character does and maybe panel/page composition and how to make harmonious colour palettes?

Also one more question but when you were at the beginning of developing Stray Souls did you post little lore/plot snippets and character doodles/info or did you mainly wait until the comic was out?

(Sorry I know this is a lot but I was just wondering sort of what your process is because everything seems so seamless and well-put-together :> )

Ehh first of all the seamless and put-togetherness is an illusion 🫠

A lot of my work is built organically (fancy way of saying I just sorta wing it) and very dependent on what makes me excited at each given point. Generally, I come up with an idea for a character or a plot point and from there start branching out.

Say, I create character A. A needs a story so I create some beats for them, a beginning-middle-end type thing. While thinking of this, characters B, C, etc pop up as placeholders/devices for A's story, and the world gets shaped around it as well. Then suddenly something in the world gets decided that in turn changes A's story a little, and so on. Then I go into B, C, etc and do the same thing (build a story, let it bleed into the world and let the world bleed into it).

There's pros and cons to this sort of thing of course. Most of the time I over-develop characters or world bits that are completely unnecessary and clutter the narrative (especially when it's something like a comic, where things need to be explained visually and economically), and because of this sort of chaotic process I also tend to get entangled in my own concepts and lose track of my main threads. I don't dislike it entirely so it's just a matter of figuring out what works best for your own goals and processes.

Some general advice for comics that I've learned from trial and error: try stripping your story down to its bare bones and see what you absolutely need VS what's there for flavour or added context. Only add flavour once you're sure you can tackle the minimum, both in writing and artwise. Keep your character designs simple if you value your hands lol. It's fun to design complicated details but you WILL get tired of drawing them after a while. Sometimes it's ok to tell and not show 🤷‍♂️ if you're a one-man team sometimes you just gotta bite the bullet. Bear in mind that long stories will take YEARS to complete in comic format. Not an end all be all, but you do need to think about that. Also just go for it once you've got a structure you feel good about. I personally don't like over planning and don't even script things, so I don't think you need to have everything on paper before getting some chapters rolling. Most of what I've learned about comics has been making them, not thinking about making them. Oh, and readers tend to be more lenient than we give them credit for - if you're passionate enough about your world or characters, chances are at least some people will be interested regardless of whether you think art or writing are up to par

As for the other question, I spoiled the shit out of stray souls before launching it and still kinda do it for fun LMAO. Nothing too serious ofc but I've always loved giving people an insight into characters and world outside of the comic since the comic itself is a little peek into the whole thing. It also kinda serves to keep people interested imo

And I just can't keep my mouth shut about my stories lol

[polar-equinoxx]

A fic masterlist! Finally!

And here is my ao3 account :D

Take your pick, all of these are sfw, full of fluff or angst and definitely hurt/comfort; and are rated either gen or teen^^

More detailed summaries added underneath each one and oh my god this post is so long

featuring the main two of all of these bc why the hell not

Oh and the series on ao3 is linked in the headings of each sector :)

I will be updating this whenever I write more fics, so keep watch XD

☁️The heavens told me that clouds have been grey

all of my icemav fics! So guaranteed smooches <3 none of them link to each other unless they are in a seperate series ^^

find the masterlist here! yes I made a seperate post its because there are so many of them quq

🌟Canons shoot ships but not this one

all of my fics that could fit into the canon timeline, (featuring an occasional icemav smooch cus lets be for real they did probably kiss at least once)

find the masterlist here! yes I made a seperate post for this too lmao

Long-fics (5k or above)

🍁Hot Summer Nights to Cold Winter Days (18k words, 10 chapters split between two works)

Rated Teen, with fluff and a genourous amount of angst and hurt/comfort

When Goose and his pilot were allowed to go to Top Gun, then Ice couldn’t think of anything better. Only until he’d seen Maverick and fallen head over heels in love with him. That July Saturday had changed everything, Goose had gone, and Maverick had fallen into a deep dark pit, and Ice, wanting to look out for Maverick, had dived straight in after him, unwilling to let his wingman get stuck there. Ice promised Maverick he’d go to the ends of the earth with him, and that is what he would do, even if it meant they’d both hurt.

❄️Returning to You (25k words, 15 chapters)

❄️ Letters : Epilogue (1.5k words)

Rated Teen, a lot of angst. Seriously. But a lot of hurt comfort to make up for it :,) Oh yeah, the amnesia is the cause of the angst..

In the months after Goose’s death, Maverick has been forging a deep friendship with Iceman. So deep, in fact it feels like nothing could come between them, even though he hasn’t been entirely honest about exactly how he is feeling. It’s hard to do, but it only seems to get harder when a scouting mission takes a turn for the worse.

🌷Galloping into the Cold (5k+ words, completely a wip, 3 chapters right now)

Rated Teen, angst, fluff hurt-comfort, medieval au, they ride horses.

Thomas Kazansky, nicknamed Ice for the personality that isn’t even his; feels like he’s stuck in his pampered posh life. That’s until he falls off his horse and meets Peter Mitchell and realises he might have a chance to be something other than his surname.

🌙 when the human strokes your skin, that is when you let them in (29k words, 14 chapters)

Rated Teen, angst hurt/comfort and secretive mutual pining with miscommunication sprinkled on top

Top Gun. Top Gun! Maverick had only gone and actually done it, and it would be the best five weeks of his life, for sure. If only there wasn’t a distraction with the name of Iceman. Anyway, he was so relieved that he was going to do it and win that trophy with Goose. But many things don’t go to plan.

🌹Roses (5k words, a 4+1)

Rated Teen, angst, unrequited love, a lot of valentines days, pining and eventual fluff

Nobody in Iceman’s life has meant more to him than Pete Mitchell does. He’s dangerous and annoying but incredibly cute, and Ice thinks if he looks at him one more time with that smile of his, his legs are going to give out under him. Try as he might, he can’t say anything to address the crush he has on him. // Or, the four times Ice wants to admit to Maverick that he loves him and the one time he does.

🧊Not Enough (11k words, a 5+1)

Rated teen, angst, self doubt, abusive parents, mutual pining and eventual fluff

Iceman has been told one way or another and all through his life that he's not good enough, for whatever that may be. He dreads turning out even the slightest bit like his father, and he'll do everything in his power to stop himself from becoming like him. / Or, five ways people say to Ice that he's not enough and the one time he says it.

🐎Heaven In Your Eyes (WIP, 2 chapters at 3k)

They r cowboys, no-one dies, (!?!), they ride horses, with pining, fluff and friends to lovers

Thomas Kazansky is the notorious peace-maker of the new place in Colorado the people call Durango. Pete Mitchell was supposed to be passing it on his way to California, but the small town seemed nice enough to stay for while. For some reason, their paths keep crossing, but Pete, as rebellious as he is, doesn't mind. / Or, a western icemav fic that takes place in 1886

❤️‍🩹Goose lives AU (Goose lives and there's no such thing as DADT)

❤️‍🩹Seasick (1632 words)

Rated Teen, sickfic, hurt/comfort A mission is flown, the mission is successful, but a certain Pete Maverick Mitchell is seasick. Badly.

❤️‍🩹Saved by Sickness (2037 words)

Rated Teen, sickfic, hurt/comfort, this is how Goose lives lol The thing about Iceman is that he never gets sick. Or at least he thought he didn’t. Most of the time it was just a cold. Most of the time he jut felt a little bit more tired for a couple of days, then he was back to normal. This was not one of those times, as he's about to find out.

❤️‍🩹Spur of the Moment (3788 words)

Rated Teen, with fluff, pining, Goose and Slider embarrassing both Ice and Mav, and no DADT cus who am I to do that??? Maverick is about to fall asleep standing. He's so tired that the last thing he's going to be thinking about is what comes out of his mouth. Especially if it's 'baby'. Especially if it's to his wingman. Or, Maverick calls Ice 'baby' for the first time.

🕊Angelus AU (The icemav boys are angels, but that isn't normal)

🕊Growing Pains (1494 words)

Rated Teen, patching up injuries, angst, post-argument, hurt/comfort He doesn’t know how he gets to his bathroom, but once he reaches a point that lets him lift his head up to try and see his back in the mirror, he’s immediately chucked into a pit of horror and disbelief. “Oh god-” His wings were growing. God dammit of course they had to choose tonight to start.

🕊Cold Wings (2137)

Rated Teen, patching up injuries, fluff, hurt/comfort

The good news? Ice was there. / The bad news? There was blood all over his back and he was about to collapse over the sink. / “Oh jesus christ-” Maverick says as he shuts the door behind him and goes straight over to him, dropping the towel on the floor. || Or, Ice's wings decide to appear at a very awkward time.

🌠Shooting Stars (A small series where the icemav both stargazed as kids and Maverick dated Charlie beforehand)

🌠Starboard Half Light (3104 words)

Rated Gen, with pining, and hurt/comfort

It had been such a tiring day, and so emotionally charged too, so why was Maverick still wide awake? It seemed like the only option he had left was to go see Iceman, his newly titled wingman. Hopefully he was awake. Maverick just wanted to talk to someone. Or, Maverick and Iceman talk on the starboard side of the USS Enterprise for the entire night

🌠Shooting Stars (1886 words)

Rated Teen, a lot of kissing and pining. So much kissing seriously.

Maverick has always loved stargazing, ever since he was a kid. He has also had a crush on Iceman ever since he laid eyes on him. So what better to do than go stargazing with him, right?

🌠Afterglow (1635 words)

Rated Teen, hurt/comfort obviously with mentions of guilt tripping and Mav's past relationship with Charlie

“I- I promised…” “Hey, hey… you don’t have to be s-” “Yes I do,” Maverick interrupts him. “I promised her I wouldn’t because she’d- she…” She? “Who, Mav?” Or, Maverick wakes up in the middle of the night and tries to hide the nightmare he's just had from Ice, because he knows what will happen if he tells him.

[quietbluejay]

Bluejay Reads Samples: Vengeful Spirit

on the one hand, it's graham mcneill on the other hand, he managed most of angel exterminatus okay on the other other hand, it's graham mcneill writing my blorbo i do not TRUST him

lol oh you're QUOTING SOLZHENITSN ARE YOU???

some meandering on all the old gods being dead

Horus as JRPG protagonist the dead are screaming and horus is the only one who can hear them

now over to a smaller horus POV

i guess it's too grim now

oh hi Falkus, been a while

ohh boy things have changed

that's his sword name?? snrk but also kind of ouch?

owo immaterial flesh, wait does this take place after Angel Exterminatus?

this is positively restrained for McNeill also yes it does take place after AE

owo wait "recent hurts" what have you been up to???

was fulgrim on the shorter end before? if so this is funny

horus: yeah so like is perturabo still alive fulgrim: he's alive, idk and idc what he's doing

oooooof Mortarion:

he's right you know mortarion: you of all people talking about keeping your word…… is there something specific he's referring to

he's been possessed by Tokiomi and Risei!!

i guess that's. logical.

new chapter and we're over at terra

are you people unfamiliar with the concept of orbital bombardment. i hate to say it but, dorn was right here

"noble savage"

Russ?? choosing to not follow an order and burn a planet? is this the character development i heard about

…no an executioner kills an opponent who has been rendered helpless the executioner lands the last blow after judgement oh hey Loken, been a while

here we go again

why do i have the feeling that these two don't get along ...very petty oooo spooky memory editing

lmao SHADRAK INTERRUPT whoever this dude is why do i feel like he might be another blorbo for my friend Horus POV …McNeill I am giving you this chance, do not squander it

TAKE A SHOT

for a change it's about Fulgrim not Horus (...there's something unkind about Fulgrim's writing here that I can't put my finger on and I don't know if it's my imagination or not)

Horus repeatedly thinks "I should be dead" ah he's aware of his own plot armour!

throwing your FREAKING SCYTHE always works i guess

…huh there's still enough of Horus left to care about his brothers Mortarion finally got a hug! I mean he had to get turned into a prick and pounce embroidery pattern transfer first plus dragging an entire helicopter via scythe (which I think is what happened though I'm adding this comment in later so I don't remember) but also this whole sequence felt like a dnd encounter also Russ wants Loken to help him kill Horus so that's the sample unfortunately, i want to know more

[silverraes]

My Top 9 albums of 2023

tagged by @mysterygrl20 tysm <3

my taste in music is kind of all over the place so prepare yourself for a wild ride, although I also listen to a lot of kpop (I've kinda been slacking on keeping up with releases over the past year tho oops) and we definitely have some overlap in favorite albums

I apologize in advance for how long this post is going to become but you're really opening the floodgates by letting me talk about music lol

(it's been a very dry year for my favorite metal bands or this list would've been even more chaotic lmao)

1) Dear Insanity... by DPR Ian

while I struggled to rank most of these, there was absolutely no question about my #1 album of the year. I only just discovered DPR Ian in 2023 and he very quickly became my favorite artist ever. you might have even seen me talk about this album an unhealthy amount of times already lol. he's just such an insanely good artist and every single song on this album is just soooo damn good.

part of why I love him so much is also the story he tells throughout his music videos and just how insanely good all of his MVs look and how well the visuals fit the music so I feel obligated to link the MV to my favorite song off this album:

(some flashing lights in this one, folks, be warned)

2) The World Ep.2: Outlaw by Ateez

everything Ateez releases is immediately getting added to my favorites, what can I say. I didn't have the money to go to their 2023 tour but I did see them live in 2022... absolutely worth the one and only time I ever caught corona. not a single bad song on this album, they're all absolute bangers.

3) Take Me Back To Eden by Sleep Token

I only just discovered Sleep Token in 2023 but I absolutely fell in love with this entire album and their style in general. almost got to see them live but then I ended up getting surgery on the exact day of their concert... :')

4) OO-LI by Woodz

I am a Woodz stan first and a human second. I'm convinced this man is incapable of releasing bad music, everything he does is just so damn good and I love how he explores a bunch of different genres while still making all of his music just sound like him y'know

also honorable mention to Amnesia which is only a single album so it didn't make the list but if you like more eerie stuff and the general vibe of his music, definitely check it out, I love it so much

5) On My Youth by WayV

WayV will forever have me in a chokehold. they've been my favorite NCT unit since their debut and honestly also the only unit I managed to properly keep up with over the last year ashgasj. I just really love their style of music and how they've actually been sticking to it

6) The Name Chapter: Temptation by TXT

It's truly been a TXT kinda year for me, I've been listening to them a lot. there aren't many songs on this album but I still love it so so much, all of the songs are great and Sugar Rush Ride is such a unique title track

7) Dark Blood by Enhypen

honestly Enhypen are part of the reason why I might have to update my top 3 kpop groups to a top 5 lol. all of their albums so far have been great and this one was no different, I still listen to a lot of the songs on it on repeat

8) RUSH! (Are U Coming?) by Måneskin

well what can I say, Måneskin have had me in a chokehold ever since they won the Eurovision and I actually got to see them live in 2023! drove all the way over to Berlin for them and everything, great album with great songs. I love both their more rock-ish songs and their slower songs and this album has a great mix of both (although I wish there would've been some more Italian songs on here)

9) MONO by K.Flay

K.Flay has been one of my more underrated faves for a couple years by now and I'll take any chance to gush about her music. there's just something very unique about K.Flay's music and this album certainly didn't disappoint. honestly, the only reason why I ended up putting this one on the "last" place is that I haven't listened to it as much as the other albums on this list

Honorable mentions!

bc once I start talking about music, I just simply can not stop at only 9 albums and this list isn't quite chaotic enough yet to properly describe my taste in music lmao

ODD-VENTURE by MCND

this is a rather recent one so I haven't listened to it enough for it to make the list, but I love everything MCND put out and this is definitely also a great album! (plus the title track is yeehaw kpop which is incredibly creative of them and I didn't know I needed that in my life)

HAPPYPILLS by Utsu-P

and this is where I expose the true chaotic nature of my taste in music lmao. Utsu-P's music is the perfect clash of world's between teen-me's obession with vocaloid and current-me's love for metal. I didn't include this album bc I still haven't gotten around to listening to all of it, but the songs that I did listen to, I absolutely loved

Phantomime by Ghost

oh you thought you made it through an entire post of me talking about music without mentioning Ghost? Hah, fool. jokes aside, this is an album full of cover songs so I didn't include it but it's still full of bangers. I reached audio cap now but I'll include their Jesus He Knows Me cover bc this was an absolute treat to witness live:

if you've made it this far without getting whiplash: congrats!

tagging (as always, no pressure, feel free to ignore this): @negrowhat @fallsouthwinter @spicypussywave @thisisworsethanitlookslike @supanuts @buddhamethods @alienwlw and anyone else who wants to do it!

[ichinoue]

I love that IRs are so salty about that IH pic. Sweethearts, the series is over. It’s canon that Ichigo and Orihime are married and living happily ever after with their son, and that Rukia is loving her best life with her hot, tatted up husband and their daughter. That ending isn’t changing just because you couldn’t read.

Yeah, and it's not even just the fanart that the animator created that's making them mad, it's Bleach being back in general with all the hype surrounding the anime, after they declared Bleach was "dead" and said that no one cared about it anymore because IR wasn't canon.

And now that the people who work on the anime know which pairings are endgame, I think it gives the animators more freedom to talk about or show support for the canon pairings without having to remain neutral or be vague just to keep up some element of surprise. So, they can be more blatant about Ichigo/Orihime and Rukia/Renji being romantic couples and speak about them more factually as so, because they are, factually, couples in the end. And that really seems to bug IR shippers lmao because I think they like to think that IR is the "true canon" that everyone ships, and that IH/RR should be treated as total flukes that shouldn't even be acknowledged, unless it's to acknowledge them as something that never should have happened.

Plus, let's be real, the final arc was brutal for them. IchiRuki was so starved for content, practically the entire time, while Kubo spoiled IchiHime and RenRuki with goods throughout, and now that it's being animated, IR shippers have to relive that nightmare all over again: watching us celebrate as new episodes come out and more IH/RR moments are animated, knowing full well where it's all leading to--their marriages and children in the end.

I mean, as much as they like to say "IH shippers only had chapter 686, while IR shippers had the entire manga!" (as they ignore the fact that IR's screentime greatly plateaued after the first two arcs) it's gotta be difficult to argue that they had the entire manga while we had nothing, when they know just how few moments they have to look forward to being animated compared to us. All they have is the hospital scene, and the peach ass scene. Both of which took place fairly early on in the final arc. After that, it's crickets. Unless Kubo adds some more interactions in, which he very well might, since he said he's going to be adding in more things that didn't make it into the manga. But even then, we all know that any new moments between Ichigo and Rukia are going to be the same old platonic nakama bond moments as always.

While on the other hand, any new IH/RR moments that Kubo adds in will be created with the full knowledge that they're both going to be revealed as romantic pairings in the end.

[super-rangers]

just finished rereading uiw ....... ugh! it's so good! i cried a bit at the ending (i think i cried the first time too), i'm a sucker for an ending like that with the rewriting in a slightly different way (am not a writer, don't even know if there's an expression for this type of thing, just love it), it's just so good!

and i just realized rereading it that (idek if it was on purpose because it's not EXACTLY the same, just reminded me) they end up in kinda the same way as their first interaction during spring fling, with regina pressed against janis and holding her not wanting to let go. i mean uuuuuugh - i can't (i might be crying again, the story is sooo goooood)

but! i have little bits of these last few chapters that i want to know more about because you created an entire universe and i'm so invested!

first is just a thought, that is related to the movie as well but i've only realized reading your story, is that regina keeps the pin IN THE CLOSET - the layers of meaning in this, i wonder if the writers have thought of it, but do you think that, not at the time because it's a cutesy little thoughtful moment, but some other time, that janis makes fun of the pin being in the closet as well?

also, i have a question about the duckies! because they've been in my head all this time, i love this little prank

where does regina keep the ones she found? im sure doesn't throw them away, but does she have like a duckie shrine with all of them together somewhere? or just like leave them scattered around the house?

and finally! been reading the asks, and think it would be so cute to see some fluff: you answered one time that kanis would get an opportunity to do Regina's make on halloween, so how would it go? (it could be a prompt for a full on one-shot, or it could just be for you to talk about it because some of your asks almost little drabbles and i love it) - i mean i'd love to see them in that cliche pose of Girlfriend #1 lying down and Girlfriend #2 stradling her and doing her make-up, but idk i think both of them care too much about make-up (and janis cares too much about the Art of make-up) to do it like this? but what do you think??

thanks again, seriously, for this amazing piece of writing, i will go on to reread the first one shot and then finally read the second one shot, and just to tell you again you created an incredible extended universe (but when you move on to other rejanis stories i WILL be there as well)

omg thank you!! I can't believe UIW made you cry! Sorry about that (or you're welcome? idk)

I didn't even notice the parallel between spring fling and the end there! You're noticing more about my story than I did lol

oh Janis fully makes fun of Regina for that. Like she's never given Regina a moment of peace about anything - why would she start now?

the ducks!!! I think I mentioned it a while ago, but Regina keeps all of the ducks in a shoe box under her bed! She wants to keep them, but doesn't need anyone knowing that she's sentimental in that way, so they're hidden.

I think Janis gets them into that pose simply to take a photo of it because it's not the most conducive way to do Regina's makeup. I'm adding a little halloween prompt to the list though bc it'd be fun to write.

Thank you so much for the very sweet message!! I will apologize now for the second one shot lmao

[anothanobody]

hi dear! I totally understand your concern as you are a great author so you try to deliver the best version of every fic, and worrying about if there is a better way to put things together.

But I also think it’s absolutely fine for a cliche! As long as you think the writing got most of your ideas right. You will never know until you see the reactions from readers. Believe me, sometimes we need cliche to live.

You can always come back for change tiny things, or adding sequel to save, or even editing the entire chapter after post it. I mean, you can even leave your notes for ask people to post how they feel about the story’s going, then do the editing before more people read it. I’m sure you’ll get lots of responses from us!

I’m only sharing my thoughts, so please forgive me if I’m saying something stupid. What I am trying to say is that you don’t have to be stressed out about your writing, or spending too much time to think if you can come up with better ways so keep delete or rewrite. I admire your perfectionism, but it could never be enough and you won’t keeping thinking about it. In the end of it you might stop believing in your decisions at all.

You will never know until you post it, or give a pre-read to some people for advice if that’s safer!

Anyway, we will always appreciate your writing, and we respect every effort you put into any fic. I hate to think about the worst possibility of keep waiting for couple months until you figure it out, but even if you ever decide to write it all over again (I hope not lol)- it’s also fine, we will wait patiently cuz it’s gonna be worthy. So don’t worry, just remember you are the best! 10/10 🤍

hi love :))) honestly you’re so right lmao

but to me this is a bit new. i was never a perfectionist in my life. i was always the type of if it’s done it’s done. doesn’t matter what. so this has me in a turmoil a bit. because i read what i wrote and i’m like. no. this is not good. and i begin to doubt.

i’m like. people will not actually read this shit lol there are a lot of writers out there a lot better. brutal honesty. realism. i know that.

for the bet trope i’m actually i don’t know. i don’t even know if other em writers ever wrote it or someone is currently writing it cuz i don’t read em anymore. so i don’t know if it’s actually cliche in the fandom.

and well i’m actually close to no one in the fandom i think. i have a friend but not into fics lmao so i wouldn’t even know who to send it to for advice. i just got to go back into my comfort space i think. where i don’t dwell on if it’s good or not.

your words gave me a lot of comfort tho. anon. really a lot. that kind of clarified things i didn’t really get a lot. i hope to have the strength to write in a space where i don’t judge what i write as much.

i think i’m easing a lot into doing the bet trope tho. i have ideas. but firstly o want to finish the few i have left. i think that’s the best route lol. IM GRATEFUL FOR YOUR WORDS 🛐

[n7punk]

Okay sooo I’m fully aware the answer to this might just be ‘my brain just works that way’ lol buttt: you post as you write, but surely this must have kicked you in the arse at some point. Like have you ever written anything and then later on realised it’s put you in a sticky situation plot wise but can’t change it bc it’s already posted? Or do you like extensively plan before you start to avoid that? And do you keep notes as you write to make sure you remember key details? My brain cannot comprehend how you can write a story without knowing for sure how it’s gonna end without having the flexibility of changing a few things that happen earlier in the story lol your brain is so impressive.

Lol thank you. So the answer for this actually depends on the project. Usually I know like 3/4th of the story's overall structure and what an end goal would look like it by the time I finish the first chapter. I say the first chapter because a lot of changes or ideas can come from actually stepping into a story/world for the first time. That said, sometimes I just have a few scenes (The Scene™️s) and I fill in between them as I go. It's very common for the end to be a little hazy because I need to write the scenes that will effect it first to truly understand what it needs to be.

As far as writing myself into a corner goes: yeah, GUTT lol. Still don't know what to do about that one. But usually it's only in small ways. In CotC I figured out a scene that would have made the 13th fic work better, but said scene needed to be in the 11th fic and I had already posted up through the 12th, so I just had to let that better idea go. I also added the entire visit home/Winter Fest storyline to AMLAIT after I was like 3-4 chapters in (my initial plan for that fic ended up being 20% of what its total was, with a bunch of ideas coming in the middle), so I realized that hey, Catra's birthday should have been Right at the start of the fic, and then had to condense the timeline in one or two places to make it so her birthday had Just Passed, and then I edited in a single line referencing it into the beginning to make the timeline seem more cohesive to future rereads.

I honestly prefer writing this way because it makes you get more creative (and I hate redrafting lmao), but I do typically have some kind of outline (even if it's just in my head) going into the story. If you look at the fic notes for Superzero, I put the entirety of the written outline for that fic in the Original Outline section at the bottom and it... wasn't much lol.

By contrast, Roses & Thorns I outlined extensively because I was really excited about the idea and basically infodumped it all on my friend in Discord lmao. I will say, though, from the four chapters posted so far that outline included: like three sentences describing Catra's arrival, Adora hyperfocusing on her, and Catra being catty (every single scene up until the confrontation was written off-the-cuff when I sat down to do the fic). Then I had the confrontation with Catra and the discussion in the garden heavily outlined, and then... oh yeah nothing until like chapter six lmao. All that I filled in once I started working on the fic, and in fact I wrote a couple chapters and then went back and filled in scenes to give more depth to the story and world. If I had been posting from the start I would have been really screwed when it came to adding those scenes to chapter 2 (I added stuff to 2, 4, and 5 because I had just reached five when I went back), but I kind of knew I needed that extra time with it so I held off on posting.

As far as notes: also really varies! This is my notes for R&T

the main Roses & Thorns document is a copy-pasted version of the outline I wrote for my friend with a few additional notes added in where later ideas came. The Fic Notes doc contains... the fic notes I'll post later, which I write as I go (the sub-documents there are just blank stubs for fic references or extras since this is from a template), and then this fic has a "special" notes file to keep track of all the girls on the show. It's normal for a fic to have some kind of special notes file like that, like in CotC I had one comparing different endings I could do since I had a lot of ideas. For 'the long way down' I had a special note including how I had described Eternia in previous fics so it wouldn't contradict (even though it didn't matter since none of those fics were canon). Often there will also be a separate file for some kind of detailed outline in a specific scene up ahead, but in this one it's all just in the main one. And then the cut scenes document eeeeeeeevverrryyy fic ends up with. If I decide I want to rewrite a scene, I'll save the original version there so I can go back to it if I decide it's better than my rewrite - or sometimes scenes I think might be better off going completely but aren't sure go there temporarily. I always delete those stubs at the end of a fic (or during, like after I post the chapter said scene was from or am certain the new version is better).

In general, another thing that keeps me from "needing" more notes is the fact I reread a Lot. Like right now I'm working on chapter 9, and when I sit down in the morning it's not uncommon for my to skim from the chapter before, or all the way back to the first thing I haven't posted yet (in this case, chapter five). And when I do edit something to post it (say, chapter four two days ago), I usually then read/skim through what's between there and where I need to continue writing (in that case, chapter 8) before setting off again. It helps with the flow.

Now, I'm unusually ahead on this fic because I was a decent ways into it before I started posting (I took a week off), but one thing that helps with writing into a corner is that my usual rule is still to always be a chapter ahead of what I'm posting. So if I just finished drafting chapter 3, then I'm editing and posting chapter 2. This helps me make sure the flow together, and also just lets me give my writing breathing room. Instead of immediately editing and posting three, I can take a step back from it by working on chapter two instead, go draft chapter four, and then return to chapter three for editing only after that's done so I have fresh eyes on it. I don't have a beta and this is the only way I'm able to catch as many typos as I do with my dyslexia.

That was long a kinda rambly, but hopefully that answers your question! Every fic is a little different, but this is my general idea when it comes to each project.

[claudiajcregg]

S5 Pregnancy AU - I’d love to hear about!

Welp, this is embarrassing – mostly because this has been sitting in my inbox for almost two weeks, and I kept saying “I need to write something up!” and then… I didn't. (Or rather, I did, then I forgot to post it.) Sorry for the wait, Lil! Thank you for asking <3 (I'll divide this up because I keep writing about the process and how it came to be, instead of any actual, interesting facts.)

I have talked about this one in the past though I don't have a tag for it. The gist is what it says… (Early) S5 but CJ is pregnant. I had this idea over a year ago when I hit mid/late S4 in my rewatch. I thought it'd be interesting to explore some of her disappointment at that time if you added an unexpected pregnancy to it, even if I had the idea before even getting there, lol. Think, the ending-ish of Han, or parts of Disaster Relief. (Both of which do feature! I surprisingly focus a lot on Disaster Relief.)

The thing with S5 is that the timeline is so weird, and I feel I've also created one that isn't entirely realistic but I think it works within the story. (IIRC, the season starts in “May” but also July, then the Shutdown is in November, lmao. A few of the episodes are sneaky two-parters that flow into each other… See 5-6, 7-8.) I've finally gotten out of the no-man's-land I wrote myself into and the next chapter or two, knowing myself, will deal with 7-8! There are a couple of scenes that should be fun to write! (There are so many details I want to mention that are technically spoilers for early twists…)

Every time I had the urge to write it, I'd edit whatever outline I was working in, and though I kept some details… my muse decided to make a big change early on that completely changed the fic's direction. That, and my inability to write anything succinctly. No reason why this story will cross the 100k barrier in a couple of chapters, tops. (It's sitting at 85k across 12 chapters. I think it'll be less than 20 chapters total. Hopefully.)

This might be too long to share snippets, but I've shared some either on the server or here, a couple of months ago.

For more irrelevant details on the “process”…

As I hinted at, I wrote an outline or two around this time last year, because I couldn't stop thinking about it. When I say outlines, it's a general path for the story to follow – ideas, suggestions of dialogue and/or scenes I write to myself; all focused around some sort of chapter structure. I find it much easier to write if I write down where a chapter might go, even if it's just a few lines saying “This happens → then this → finally this;” otherwise, it takes me months. Some would say that I should post it and get encouragement that way but… I hate being dependent on something I can control even less than my muse? That's not for me, thank you. Mad respect for those who work like that.

It was meant to be short – 1-2 “long” chapters per trimester, more if needed, but then interludes in between trimesters. It's not that. Most chapters currently cover 1-2 weeks, but there is not really a pattern. I was afraid of having a fic that would take over my life like the WOWO did three years ago… And it has, but I've also taken breaks and not felt too guilty about them. I definitely don't want this one to sit in my drive and have me wondering what to do with it.

(The novel, aka WOWO, aka IM AU (2021): 150k written in a little over five months, even with extended breaks over the summer. Still hits, even with all its crazy decisions, maybe because of them, but it's also been too long, and it will always remind me of someone who kinda hurt me. Attempts to replace those memories by sharing the story with others, trying to gather whether it's worth posting, have failed, lmao. One day! Maybe!)

But yeah. Uuuuuhhhh. As I've said… Twelve chapters in ten months, 85k words… It's still not done. In fact, I've repeatedly said I am unsure of how to end it (beyond the obvious), but I'd estimate it to be under 20 chapters. I'm not posting it anywhere yet because I want to be able to edit it as a whole and try to make it more consistent; to add little details as I come up with them. There's also the fact that I am not skilled enough to write a compelling story that mixes politics and emotion into something remotely engaging. As a result, the story's politics are very surface-level, and probably repetitive at points, but it's also true I've always been more interested and focused on the emotional journey and the relationship(s) at its center. (Which should surprise exactly no one who's ever read one of my stories.)

But, as critical as I might sound of myself here, I am having fun writing this and I'm committed to seeing it through. I just keep having ideas for stories down the line, putting actual show events through a 'but she also has a kid' perspective.

[lazaruspiss]

20 questions for writers

tagged by @roipecheur mwah mwah !!

1. how many works do you have on AO3? - 34

2. what's your total AO3 word count? - 65,516

3. what fandoms do you write for? - its pure DC brainrot babes. maybe that'll change one day, but i have a hard time balancing multiple interests

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos? - A Kind Place To Rest, What’s in a gift?, Indulgence, Always a Kitten, Red Wings

5. do you respond to comments? - i try!!! but know that even if i don't reply i give each and every comment a lil smooch

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? - most of my stuff is pretty fucked up, but Black fish, blue fish, old fish, new fish. and The Leagues That Go Bump In The Night are probably up there? both because they involve Dick experiencing violent assaults with the promise of more to come and because he doesn't compartmentalize/justify/repress it much at all. so he's just forced to experience The Horrors. Damian's chapter in A curse in disguise. is the thing that actually makes me wanna yell though. I wrote that?? I only have myself to blame for making me feel things??? what the fuck man.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? - tough question. hm. I was able to pull up like, 6 candidates, but I'm not really sure how to measure "happy ending". Endings that were the most... more happy by the end than when they started...? i guess? There are a few that end on a "and the ship sailed happily ever after" type note. New Beginnings is a bit more enthusiastically happy, because Dick and Kori are just so damn excited to have babies

8. do you get hate on fics? - most of the hate i've gotten has been tumblr anons, lol

9. do you write smut? If so, what kind? - the freaky kind >:) (22/34 of my fics are explicit)

10. do you write crossovers? - nah. thought about it, have wanted to, but it takes a bit more planning than a regular fic

11. have you ever had a fic stolen? - nah

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? - no, but i would welcome it so long as it linked back and all that

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? - WAIT YES I HAVE. in middle school i think? during a sleepover a friend and i sat together on a couch and sent emails back and forth, taking turns adding onto a smut fic about british gaming youtubers that i dont think they even knew? also our incredibly innocent/prudish christian friend might have also been there lmao. that fic stayed in our emails im pretty sure.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship? - ough...h hg..... jay and cole from ninjago. w other series i tend to be more "pick a fav and explore all possible parings involving them", but i only ever picture jay and cole with each other. for me that means something

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will? - oh uh. gotta bust out file explorer hold on. I did plan on making an entire series of fics connected to Little Princess, but I doubt I'll get to that, especially bc im not that proud of that fic anymore. there are a couple more fairly detailed and large projects sitting in my scrapped folder. and i mean, i keep a scrapped folder bc that way i dont have the pressure of finishing it but i still have the option if i want to.

16. What are your writing strengths? - uhm. uh.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? - forget to write the words. i also have a bit of dyslexia and miss stuff no matter how much i proof read

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? - depends? if it's a full conversation then i think i'd opt for <dialogue> or something like that, but if it's for random background chatter or mixed language dialogue then maybe just use the actual words. kind of have to, in the second case. spanglish type talk is fun actually, like sometimes i just talk like that to try and figure out what spanish i remember

19. First fandom you wrote for? - probably minecraft youtubers? the first i posted online was my hero academia tho. dont ask me about MHA btw i literally only care about kaminari and stopped keeping up like 4 years ago

20. Favourite fic you've written? - uh. hm. Aha! only my third fic but it ticks all my boxes and i love it dearly: Lulu Belle And The Cat-Chaser

[myloveforhergoeson]

omg chapter 20!!! more roxy lore w mag!! cant believe we're in season 2 already wow. whats been your favourite episode/plotline you've written so far? whether its in the main story or bonus chapters

ahhh chapter 20!!!! thanks for hanging in there until season 2 ❤️ like i do for most asks people send in, i am truly unable to pick just one concise answer... here is what i'm thinking...

i have favorite roxy-other character interactions overall, which can be a separate post i make if yall are interested, but i think one of my favorite episodes to have written was either the 6th (writing wrongs; mansion sitting) or the 18th part one (mona lisa (when the world comes down); james and roxy minnesota team up). in terms of stand alone plot lines, i really loved writing chapter 19 (no sleep til brooklyn; letters to jo and camille).

chapter 6 kinda hit me out of left field i'm not even going to lie because i didn't write it in succession with all the other chapters - i completely skipped it because it's one of my least favorite episodes of the entire show. i think once i started writing chapter 11/12/13ish i decided i wanted to start posting my story somewhere so it didn't just live in my docs so i told myself i had to put it in there lol. i'm not sure if from a reader standpoint yall can tell, but if i don't like an episode/plot line/scene in the show i kinda run and make it my own until i like it again and then the chapter ends up being superrr long so chapter 6 was like that for me. i think it really starts to establish roxy as part of the guys' friend group - she kind of solidifies herself as someone that they can rely on and someone who wants to see them succeed and they start to really accept her as someone they can count on (not that they didn't before... but this chapter hits a bit different imo...) plus it has one of my favorite roxy-james moments hehe. i ended up adding that in after i wrote the entire chapter bc i realized they went on their mini date in chapter 5 and i never mentioned it again so i wanted to get some establishment about the beginnings of their relationship together. plus if i ever manage to get myself to write some more his girl friday scenes - minor spoilers for everything about the story i keep in my head to reveal later - we'll learn that that's kind of the first time james begins to see her as someone he likes far more than for purely aesthetic reasons.

chapter 9 at the ice rink... SELF EXPLANATORY WHY I LOVE IT

chpater 17 with the music video and jo and camille!!!!!!!! they ❤️

chapter 18... both part one and two are so so so dear to me but the first part when they're in minnesota is just... my favorite thing to think about... like two forlorn individuals coming together to overcome their situation together and reach their similar goal for each other. theres a few times in there i think where roxy's like, whoop! gotta get back to LA so james can be the star he deserves to be! and doesn't realize its because she likes him and wants to see him successful and happy... girl... it also lets me go 'hmm what would have happened if she had known them in minnesota before' and then i have a little scenario to think about before i fall asleep lmao. i also like it bc its the first time we really see roxy and her dad interact even if its for a microsecond and even how he reacts to james eheh. and the begingings of roxy learning she might actually have feelings for one of her friends while she's going through it and making her comfort food... AHHH I WENT CRAZY WRITING IT!!! sidenote - the part two kiss literally had me shaking in my boots i was so embarrassed writing it so we'll see how i fare writing them as a couple

chapter 19 i like for completely a different reason - that being i wrote it in about two days because it was so easy for me to get inside roxy's head. i swear it's like she was typing through me in a weird sort of way. plus, if any btr historians were reading, i used real locations from their first tour! it was super fun to look up their tour path, map it out and get an accurate amount of time from place to place, learn fun little things about different towns around the US i've never been to. and a little easter egg for me shouting out cities in which ive seen them too <3 roxy never really talks about her emotions before that chapter, so i think it was a nice launching point for her to then feel more comfortable opening up to her friends face-to-face like she did logan in chapter 20 as opposed to on pen and paper. that, and it kind of establishes she's not really built for tour like she thought she was... woah... wonder if that might come back later...

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING once again im sorry im unable to answer questions without a literal essay, but i just get so excited talking about my story with other people :))))

[alesyira-ffn]

dude. I've been re-reading the entirety of ITD starting last night and man, I've gotta say, one of the most important reasons to write your own damned story is so you get all the stuff you WANT to read in a fic all for you. (starry-eyes) I'm having a great time skimming through this content and rediscovering details I've long since forgotten. It's helpful because I'm working on the next chapters and there's a lot - so so much - that I've lost sight of over the last year.

Fun fact that I don't think I've ever shared because it's really "inappropriate"... I originally wrote a very smutty Kagome/Naraku scene at the end of SatMW where the bad guy is defeated WITH THE POWER OF SEX during a bit of partially-noncon that I actually might have posted on AFF forever ago under an alias??, and then I plotted out and started drafting a smutty Kagome/Hiei/Kurama threesome scene (including vine bondage lmao??) that was meant to be one of the magic-resolutions to get rid of her vine before I figured out most of the plot of The Blue Anshan.

Like, so so much of my writing stemmed from me wanting smut that I can't otherwise find, and then plot happens, and the smut stays in the draft folder... lol. My entire series has been steeped in smut. I was even considering, at one point during initial satmw drafts, the ramifications of shippo actually stealing kagome away to keep. I wrote some scenes of how that might play out, but it was too early in my 'Shippo has grown up' mentality for it to not feel cringe so I had to drop that thread like a hot potato. It is for the best that he had (many) more years to grow, though, because at that point he was still too kid-mindset and hero-worship, and now, centuries later, he can figure out what he wants to do with a better frame of mind. I have plans about how to approach his backstory for a rewrite but that's like, wishful thinking while I meander through these new chapters.

Also sorry no teasers in a long, long while... everything I want to share feels like a terrible spoiler. I've added a tiny one for the few curious lurkers that actually read this shit haha

[jankwritten]

I just read the new chapter of the hockey au ( I was gonna do it last night, but like I fell asleep after the avs vs krakens game rip) and it was so gooood,bud, the characterization is perfect but it also fits well into the au, it's all just great.

I loved the part with the superstitions, mostly because the freak shit some hockey players believe/do is just endlessly entertaining to me (specially when they insist they're not superstitious and still they do that), and also it was a very nice way to start introducing nico's bg, so kudos for that.

Also I really did love the "Fucking yowch" line, it's just hilarious to me for some reason.

Thanks for sharing your writing, bud

I also immediately fel asleep after the game LMAO i was so sleepy....

BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH OH MAN!!!! I'm really glad the characterization comes across well, since I'm trying to balance out like, canon personality versus what their personalities would be in this AU, I'm glad that it's coming across well.

The superstitions part was my favorite and there is actually an extended version of Nico's puck superstition that I ended up having to delete. It was super long and hard to keep in character but I might post it on here later because I do think it was Fun. I also have Nico's entire pre home game routine written down because he is absolutely the freak who has to do everything exactly the same way before every game. We love him for it.

THE FUCKING YOWCH LINE I'm so glad that's been a hit, I added it in on the very last read through of the chapter, it is exactly how I react whenever I hit a bruise on something :') me and nico suffering together for that one.

Thank you for reading and letting me know what you thought of the chapter!!! :D:D:D:D