#fantastic fic writer

[marimbles]

“Paths like this one are sometimes called ‘desire paths.’ … They mark a journey of wishes … of tireless yearning.”

— @bahbahhh, “desire path”

this fic has not left my mind since I read it!! it’s absolutely gorgeous! Thank you for the delicious zelink 💜

[whenthelightisrunninglow]

remembered @hehe-hoho-ohno's misfits au it's sooooo good and i love it. CHEERS AND APPLAUSE. YAY

[varyathevillain]

no joke but what I really want for Buddy Daddies as a fandom is to make fanart and fanfic post present time ep12 where Rei wears an arm orthosis when working.

I think varied disability aids being represented would be fantastic, and personally would write Rei as someone being deeply proud of something he's done for his family, but also understanding with time that using an orthosis also helps him at work and in raising Miri. with a giant portion of mobility/motorics aids being represented by prosthetics, seeing more variety and exploring it in fiction would also help making a step in normalising disability treatments.

[savethelastdan]

you ever read a fic that's so good you forget it isn't canon when you're having conversations about the original work

[edits-art-and-roleplay]

:: Warnings!! The following story is only suitable for people over 18 years old!! It includes sexual acts and a wonderful love story between two men! :: :: Please don't copy nor steal my writing. ::

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'The couch? Seriously?', Gale's mind spoke and his gaze swept across the room, over to the fold-out couch where John could be found sleeping. It could have been much easier. The bed in this hotel room was so big that 4 people could have easily slept in it without getting in the way. Their best friend had been quite generous when he celebrated his big birthday at the fancy hotel, allowing all his friends and family to stay there. Gale and John shared a room, like in the old days when they were roommates. That's exactly how it felt now when Gale took in the distance between them.

His confession a few weeks ago that he had separated from his wife had obviously not changed anything between the two of them. He had confessed to John that he realized why John had kept his distance and it was all the more frightening that he felt exactly the same thing. That was the first time John had admitted that he was in love with Gale either. ‘Then why doesn’t anything change?’, Gale thought and let out a deep, quiet breath. Maybe he needed to make it clearer to John what he wanted.

So Gale slowly and noiselessly pushed himself up off the mattress, slid out of bed and just as noiselessly walked over to the couch. It was so frighteningly quiet that he could clearly hear John's breathing the closer he got. Reaching the edge of the couch, Gale leaned forward and down so he could gently snuggle against John's warm body.

Perhaps it was fate, a premonition or a deep-seated wish on John's part, that he kept the left arm away from the body in such a way that Gale found it comfortable, his right hand resting relaxed on the stomach. John didn't move at first, but looked happy in his sleep and it was definitely three minutes before Gale felt the slight body movement. His best friend was no longer asleep, but wide awake and aware that this was no dream. His head turned to the left, lips touched Gale's smelly and soft hair and a deep breath of contentment was heard. Gale felt it, heard the quiet heartbeat and was quite sure that this was the moment John had been longing for. Still, both of them couldn't stop teasing.

"What are you doing here?", John was heard whispering, lips resting gently against Gale's hair.

"Well, we were at a birthday party and ended up in the hotel room.", Gale smirked even though his Major couldn't see it, but he heard the gentle wheezed laughter.

"I know that. I mean, what are you doing -here-?" He emphasized the last word lovingly and the fingers of his left hand tapped almost tenderly on Gale's hip, which he had grasped from behind and pulled close to him.

"Well - I woke up in that huge and quite comfortable bed over there and couldn't bear to see you here on this rather uncomfortable couch."

"We can swap. - Uuuh ouch.", John added quickly, feeling the playful boxing in the side and that's when his laughter was heard more loudly. To his surprise, he got a kiss on the shoulder joint and grinned happily to himself with his eyes closed.

"Do you feel uncomfortable when I'm lying here?", Gale was heard asking softly and cautiously after a long moment of silence had passed and they just held each other. As if they had never had bad times, never had been separated, never went through a self chosen distance to each other.

"No not at all." The soft and relaxed tone of John's voice encouraged Gale. Not that he didn't have one, but that the closeness between them and in the here and now wasn't a problem gave him the courage to finally say what he wanted to say.

"Then never leave my side again."

"I'm here. I always was."

"But never completely and that's what I want. You by my side, without the limits we have imposed on ourselves, but rather enjoying now that we both love each other." So began a plea of love, which Gale's heart absolutely had to get off his chest. All of that had been building up in him for so long, had had to remain hidden for so long that now as he had spoken the first few sentences, he felt the pressure in his chest really painful. So he sat up, sat on the knees, shoved the slightly trembling hands between his thighs to calm him down and continued to speak with fervor. 

"It took me so long to figure out and realize why you made yourself so rare in our friendship. The worst part was not realizing why you did it, but that I would have had exactly the same reason. Namely, that I love you . And you still love me. So why does it feel like you still like the distance more than being close to me."

"Gale." He heard those whispers very close and looked straight into John's eyes, for he had long since sat up and taken his lover's hands in his own. But Gale's mind still hadn't really realized this.

"No, John. We seriously have to talk about it.", he shook his head, not wanting to interrupt the speech.

"And I want you to stop talking."

"Why? Isn't all that just as important to you anymore?"

"Yes. It is.", John smiled and now Gale finally realized how close they were, because the warm breath carried John's whisper over a very short distance to his lips. Eyes that Gale loved so much couldn't look more directly into his as he then heard. "But I finally want to kiss you."

Such a request had never set Gale's heart pounding so fast. However, when John said those words, his heart pounded so fast against the ribs that the vibration was almost unbearable. Like a newborn that sucked in the first breaths hectically and uncontrollably, his chest moved up and down so quickly and yet it was the most beautiful agony Gale had ever suffered. Their gazes never parted and when John put the warm hands on his cheeks, there was this unspeakably beautiful relief and relaxation on Gale's limbs. That feeling ran down his cheeks, down his jaw, down into his chest where it calmed the excited heart and breathing. But only until the next sensual storm blew up in him.

Magnetically attracted to each other, their faces had moved closer together and when the surfaces of their lips touched, Gale noticed that John had long since closed his eyes. Wanting to enjoy it in the same way, the eyelids drooped, letting the long lashes rest on the silky skin under the eyes, and now the inner explosion felt even more intense. This moment wasn't forced, it wasn't planned or foreseen. No, this moment was simply carried by love and enclosed the two of them like an invisible cage. Not one you were trapped in and wanted to escape as quickly as possible. God no, Gale liked to be trapped in this cage until the end of his life, knowing he was with the man he loved. Knowing he was safe, alive and his love was returned.

But this love was not only reciprocated. That love turned to passion and Gale felt John's body pushing closer and closer against his. He felt the slight twist that pushed him backwards into the pillows, the mattress snuggling up against the back and his front being gently buried beneath John's. However, he also felt the tremor that stirred up the passion and made John's muscles tremble. As soon as he became aware of this, he heard this strained moaning and stopping breathing as if his lover was fighting something.

"Major? What's going on?", Gale whispered, cupping his lover's face in both hands and hoping nothing more than that he would look at him. "Your whole body is shaking."

"I'll be fine in a second.", John muttered haltingly, suppressing the deep groan and everything about him was tense. His forehead rested on Gale's bare chest, next to whose body his hands had gripped the sheets and were tugging at them. And now it dawned on Gale what was going on.

"It's all a bit much at once, isn't it?", he grinned, doing everything he could not hear it. He now knew what was going on in John and how much he fought against lust, because he couldn't do otherwise. Neither of them had been prepared for this explosion of emotions. There was no bootcamp for that.

"A little.", John wheezed laughing, clearing his throat and now having given up the stubbornness not to look at his lover. His head slowly rose, he shifted the body weight slightly to the right forearm and tenderly stroked the side of Gale's face with the left hand. "I've waited for this moment for so long.", he whispered lovingly. "For this moment, for you, for us. Words cannot express how happy I am, Gale."

"We don't need to talk.", he sounded mischievous. "I would be very content to feel you in any sensual way."

He received no verbal reply to this request. Rather, a flood of tender kisses came towards him, which took him by storm again. John's lips were so sensual and beguilingly soft. The flowing movements of his body are so devotedly light, as if small, flat waves were pushing against the shore. It was so easy to let yourself fall into this stream, switch off your head and find relaxation. But Gale wanted more than that. He was overwhelmed with the urge to lose himself completely in John. Not only did he want to be one with him in an act that went with it, no, Gale wanted to disappear body and soul into John. Becoming one with him, sharing the same heart and soul forever.

And that's exactly what happened at that moment. With each caress of the hands, each other removed the last barrier between their bodies. With every kiss that touched the heated skin. With every stroke of the tongue, it tickled errogenic zones and tenderly made you want more. The small flame of passion had long since turned into a firestorm and Gale almost missed the moment, this one important moment, in which he now fully felt John. But John had stopped, forcing him to look at him and realize what was happening. And what happened was the best thing in their lives. Gale was totally relaxed and as they locked eyes, he felt John's hips move closer to his. It was the most beautiful way to be buried under him and to be caught by his waves. Those waves that were no longer small and flat, but that had picked up the storm from far out at sea and whipped against the shore.

Carried away by this storm, Gale's hands were wrapped around John's shoulder blades. Legs had wrapped themselves, like a passionate clamp, around the hips that rocked both their bodies. Why had they waited so long for this? Why had they allowed themselves to stay away from each other, when they really needed each other? Gale didn't know anymore. He didn't want to look back either. He wanted to stay in the here and now. At that moment, when they were finally one and bit by bit the pressure built up in him that he almost got dizzy. And just as that feeling became too aching and strong, Gale could feel their bodies giving in to the need. He could feel John's explosion and just two seconds later his own spreading hotly against their bellies. Gale wanted to scream out loud, but their kisses had muffled any loud gasps and moans before, and still did.

It wasn't until the last wave of their climax that lips parted, but faces stayed close and hectic breath rushed between mouths. Gale's fingers on John's shoulder blades relaxed again and he hadn't noticed that the fingernails had dug into the skin. Very lightly, but he felt the marks as the fingertips caressed tenderly and John seemed to whimper softly. "I'm sorry.", Gale whispered, lifting his eyelids and looking at his lover's overjoyed face.

"I'm not.", John grinned with the lascivious look and small tears had mixed between the beads of sweat on his face. "I'm not sorry for a single damn second.", he whispered, both still struggling to fill their lungs with fresh oxygen. "I love you, Gale. And I swear to you, I'll never let you go again.", he sealed these words with a heartfelt kiss and the night gave the two enough time to enjoy their togetherness.

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[hechiima]

Could I get some domestic wrightworth fic recs????????

I haven't read nrmt in a bit and have no memory retention unfortunately so huge s/o to @volaile for coming through with these recs and descriptions. (Also please check out their fics if you like nrmt; their writing and characterization is actually impeccable: https://archiveofourown.org/users/kitelines/pseuds/kitelines):

• getting together but it’s extremely casual and in a coffee shop https://archiveofourown.org/works/39234099

• miles discovers phoenix’s sketchbook and phoenix draws him over sofa pasta https://archiveofourown.org/works/1605932

• apollo discovers a scruffy beanix and a chief prosecutor edgeworth are together and theyre annoyingly casual about this fact https://archiveofourown.org/works/24548434

• not yet together but is them, as friends, being competitive about christmas presents which i at least count as domestic https://archiveofourown.org/works/28231437

• beginning to wonder if domestic means them doing casual relationship stuff together but. heres them again pre relationship this time dancing on a balcony which has to count as domestic right???!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/328873

• THIS IS DEFFO DOMESTIC. district attorney edgeworth invites phoenix to san fransisco for a fancy legal dinner https://archiveofourown.org/works/25577170

• slight au where edgeworth stays in germany for another decade after aa4 and comes back to look after a barely hurt phoenix in his lonely apartment, relationship casually ensues https://archiveofourown.org/works/235982

I'm also gonna plug @slicedmangoh's bread fic b/c it is PEAK domestic. Edgeworth has the day off and they literally make bread and dinner. Mango's atmosphere and and descriptions makes me feral. Please read it I am on my hands and knees. (https://archiveofourown.org/works/32095432)

[daisies-on-a-cup]

i don't necessarily think will is a good parent, but i don't think he's a bad one either. he's more just like an adult who is in charge of a child- one who can care for them and provide for them, but not exactly hold all the natural sense of paternity or love for that child. any love he felt for abigail was just garrot's love for her. his attachment to walter is very superficial, and there aren't any scenes given that indicate will actually feels anything... loving towards the boy. he takes care of molly and walter for sure- plays the role really well of provider, husband, and step-father. but he "plays" them. he's not really feeling any of it. i think will really wants to feel it, to have that kind of sure, emotional and loving attachment to a child like a parent should, but in the end, they aren't *his* kids and they come secondary to whatever attachment he had to the adult that was around him first. so, even though i think will certainly attempts to fulfill the role of good parent, it falls flat because he is merely playing at the role and isn't invested in it

[suburbanbonfire]

i think these are the best tags ive ever recevied

[ghcstcd]

I also think about Dew and Copia. All the time. How did they end up together for you?

Before either of them were in the band. When Dewdrop was in Secondo's pack of ghouls that consisted of his lovers. That's when Copia's pining began.

Dewdrop has been in polyamorous relationships since Secondo summoned him. It wasn't exactly that Dewdrop was off limits, but perhaps out of Copia's league. Secondo was rather amused when Dewdrop came back one day to him, wearing a new piece of jewelry that he's not seen before. A gift from Cardinal Copia, Dewdrop tried to tease and play the gesture off. But there was no hiding the fondness in his voice.

[the-kipsabian]

LISTEN all im saying is that you should read bugs' fics with ace characters cause they are just so fucking good

[simmonsized]

I want you all to know that I would write more earth c fic, but that I personally consider karkat to be the most difficult character to write, ever, and that is way too scary for me I'm sorry

[jensownzoo]

There are years-dormant blogs reviving all over my dash this weekend.

I swear, give Dragon Age fans a spoonful of legitimate news pertinent to their fandom (particularly with accompanying visuals) and it's the "I live" meme all over the place.

[sergeantpixie]

midgelenny miami motel scene, my beloved 🥰

in a swimming pool!!!

[blackwood4stucky]

Badly Summarized WIPs

Tagged by @theunboundwriter! Thanks for including me. 🩶

Rules: Summarize your WIPs as badly as possible, then ask your followers to vote in which one they'd like to read most.

There's a lot of them so I'll only put the ones I think about the most. See my wips list to find out if they'll be in production soon.

this was actually fun 😅😂 lemme tell ya, that last one ain't what you think it is... who am I kidding? None of them are what you think they are. ☠️ Can any of y'all guess which summary goes with which fic on my wips list?

no pressure tags: @capsicle13, @ellethespaceunicorn, @ellemj, @vellicore, @gyokujyn, @unlifeira, @peyton--warren, @baubeautyandthegeek

[morally-gray101]

Why do fanfic writers randomly make characters korean. And it is always the whitest characters ever. Like I read a fic where someone made the twinyards half korean or some shit and it's like. Tilda was probably a racist. I swear to you I have read multiple fics where Keith Kogane was made korean. He's literally japanese. just don't do it? it's not only forced diversity, it's just randomly making your faves korean because you have an east asian fetish. This has been a PSA.

[canon-autopsy]

it broke crowley's heart interpreting "nothing lasts forever" as a rejection, as aziraphale diminishing the significance of everything they've been through together but can we talk about the danger and abuse aziraphale is walking into?? the last time he was to go to heaven was for his execution. he thinks taking this position will give him the ability to change things when Gabriel was literally just in that situation and only narrowly avoided having his memories erased for going against the plans for ending the world.

He's going back to the toxic, abusive relationship with heaven that he's been in for most of his existence because he thinks things will be different this time. The other angels in charge want him gone, they're not just going to go along with what he wants. He thinks he can change heaven and be in a better position to protect earth and Crowley but even as supreme archangel he'll just be used and abused by heaven and the angels except this time with no Crowley, no earthly pleasures. and it's going to hurt