#forgetting some people don't ship them OOPS

[vongulli]

Can you tag frobin please

oh yeah, sorry!! forgot to!! thanks for reminding me!

[starstruckmoony]

call it what you want.

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pairing - remus lupin x fem!reader

summary - pure social media chaos. the whole gang is here. proper romance/fluff starts in the next part!

trope/tags - band/celeb!au, instagram/social media!au, modern!au, fluff, terrible humour

word count - 610

warnings - language

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

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yourusername

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yourusername go buy yourself some roses.

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rjlupin lol imagine being that lonely

yourusername says the one who goes on dates with himself

rjlupin it's called being independent

yourusername virgin moment

starmanblack feminism

yourusername exactly

lily_evans maybe i should start doing that

prongsyboy wow thanks a lot

user732188 girlboss 😩

user501170 single gang

user226695 if she's single how am i ever gonna find someone

rjlupin

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rjlupin anyone wanna be my valentine? 🤪

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yourusername i thought you said you were independent

rjlupin people change y/n

yourusername don't make me laugh

rjlupin i did though

starmanblack bf material 😜

marymacdonald meeee

rjlupin don't you have a girlfriend?

marymacdonald no, she went to get milk

vance_emm your mum went to get milk

user637722 ME ME ME ME ME

user388211 pick me choose me love me

user374737 🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️

user111002 half of y'all are just forgetting you're famous HELPP

user277642 you and y/n commenting on each other's posts is the highlight of my day 😭😭

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yourusername a lil throwback to last year - my favourite people ever <3

tagged rjlupin, mmmckinnon

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starmanblack personally i like marlene more

yourusername don't we all?

rjlupin good luck finding a new singer sirius

marymacdonald you guys should collab

mmmckinnon possibilities

casmeadowes marlene is my favourite people too

mmmckinnon right back at you love <3

bartyyy what about me?

yourusername you're getting there

user966330 marlene is gorgeous fr

user320011 I LOVE THESE FRIENDSHIPS SO MUCH ALL MY FAVOURITE PEOPLE TOGETHER

user153465 babies

user668668 IADIQISIJA THIS IS ADORABLE

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rjlupin broke into y/n's house today

tagged yourusername

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yourusername that was so naughty of you

rjlupin i learned from the best

yourusername are you calling me a criminal?

rjlupin look at you putting words into my mouth

yourusername not this again smh

maraudersofficial hurry up and write us a song

rjlupin that's your job sirius

maraudersofficial you gotta learn how to multitask

ev.rosier new music?

rjlupin hmmmmmm

mmmckinnon you should have invited me

rjlupin it didn't cross my mind oops

mmmckinnon i wonder why

lily_evans isn't that illegal?

prongsyboy to me, personally, it's cute

lily_evans i did not ask

user076646 that's my boyfriend everyone!

user463550 i can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not

user335545 ok now kiss

user101044 stop shipping them

user335545 no <3

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yourusername something is cooking...

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rjlupin and i know what it is 😎

yourusername SHHHH

marymacdonald no one say sike

pete__ SIKE HAHA

casmeadowes no more waiting pls omg

user726362 OGJ MY GOD NEW ALBUM

user300106 UAJDJAJXJQJXJQJSJQHDAIXHAJ

user224737 I WASN'T CLOWNING THIS TIME

user100011 THIS AIN'T A DRILL EVERYONE

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yourusername my best friend is cooler (and drunker) than yours

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rjlupin cute but you're cooler anyway

yourusername are you flirting with me?

rjlupin depends how you define flirting

prongsyboy damn

starmanblack tell him to give me my jacket back

rjlupin you took my sweaters stfu

marymacdonald okay but lily is the coolest

yourusername lily.

rjlupin lily>

lily_evans i love you

bartyyy 🥵🥵

yourusername facts

maraudersofficial we have the funnest singer ever

rjlupin thanks pete

user675677 two pretty drunk best friends

user157463 is no one gonna talk about them lowkey flirting in the comments?

user224000 god really does have favourites

tagging some of my lovely mutuals <3

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[goldencherriess]

Getting washed away in you.

Pairing: Young! Remus Lupin x Fem! Reader

Word count: 7.8k (oops!)

Summary: Y/N is a loyal maid. Remus is a writer in the making. Both of them embark on what would become a fate sealing trip.

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of drinking, implied suggestive content, emotional abuse, manipulation, Sirius being the best wingman out there, Remus being the definition of a gentleman, love confessions, Titanic AU

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10th of April 1912

She knew it before her worn out shoes stepped onto the deck. She felt it in the electrifying air, in the sparkling, brand new decks, in the humming of the waves. The salty air hit her in soft winds. It was the very first time she was boarding a ship.

RMS Titanic.

They called it the ship of dreams, the ship of possibilities. It was bound for New York City, a brave destination to those who dared.

She was just a mere servant, though. Her hands were scarred by now, always scrubbing the floors or helping in the kitchen. Rough skin, but a soft heart. Y/N looked all around, taking in the sights. There were some seagulls soaring in the air and spying down at the people boarding the ship and saying goodbye with tears in their eyes.

''Do you reckon mother would be satisfied on the trip?'' a young boy's voice asked.

''When is she ever?'' another voice, this one much deeper responded.

Sirius and Regulus Black.

Ever since she can remember, Y/N worked for the noble house of Black. Her mother was a servant, and then she became one, learning how to clean the potatoes naked, for how long to boil the beef, how to iron a shirt, how to always be careful around the house, to never upset the mistress. The only help they ever got was from Kreacher, a poor house elf, who had a much crueler fate than Y/N and her mother ever had.

She learned how to keep quiet, eyes cast down and head lowered. ''Know your limits, girl!'' mrs. Black said to her the first and the only time Y/N looked her in the eyes and defied her. Since then, she knew her place.

Y/N looked towards the brothers, wind ruffling their ebony hair. She remembered the early days when they used to play in the garden, before she was dragged to the kitchen and given an apron. She was six at the time.

Regulus rolled his eyes, before he settled them on her. ''I'm sure the salty air will get to her head. Maybe she'll calm down. Everybody loves a trip away from home.''

Y/N smiled softly. ''I've never been away from home.''

Sirius grinned, before taking her arm, and took a few steps forward, as if they were going for a walk. ''Behold! The whole world at your feet, miss! The destination? The stars!''

She laughed, while shaking her head. ''Ever the dramatic, Sirius! I think you should become an actor.''

His eyes shined and he opened his mouth to say something, but a booming, strident voice that resembled the shards of a broken glass, interrupted him. ''Come along, Y/N! Stop fooling around!''

Her smile fell off her face and she took a step back, letting her hand fall limply at her side. She turned her whole body towards the voice, shivers coming up her spine. The ice-cold gaze of Walburga Black pierced her through and Y/N gulped. ''Take this luggage and bring them to my suite. I don't want to hear any complaining!''

''Yes, ma'am!''

''Now!''

''Yes, ma'am!''

She tried to ignore the pity gazes of Regulus and Sirius. She tried to ignore the churning she felt in her stomach. She tried to ignore the tears threating to spill over. She almost tripped twice, her arms aching from carrying the luggage. Her heart stopped in wonder, though, when she entered the ship.

She never saw this much grandeur in her entire life. Not even the finest silverware of Walburga could compete with this ship's interior, with big, sturdy stairs greeting her, with a clock proudly looking over the whole room, light coming through the glass ceiling. Awestruck, she remained rooted to the spot, already forgetting about the luggage. Her eyes sparkled at the sight of it all.

A stark whisper broke through. ''Know your place, girl!''

And she was pushed forward.

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Her room was modest. It was a small room but she found no reason to complain. The sheets were clean, she had a bathroom and a bed. It was more than enough. She took a seat on the soft mattress, looking all around her. There was only one small window, letting the light stream in. Her shoes tapped against the floor as she walked to it.

The ocean was sparkling, scales of light playing on the surface of it. The deep blue of it almost drew her in. The waves lapped at the sides of the ship, splashing drops of foams onto the window.

If she closed her eyes and took a breath in, she could almost taste the salty smell of them.

Growing up, the only thing she ever saw was the back garden of the Blacks and the kitchen of the house. She never experienced the rocking of a ship or its almost alive, screeching metal walls. She never experienced the kisses of the ocean.

Y/N let those thoughts wash over her before she brought herself back to reality. She was expected in mrs. Black's suite in five minutes. A large soiree was to be held tonight in the restaurant, and Her Grace had to look the most dashing, if not the most expensive.

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Y/N's hands worked through the material, tying the strings of the corset, the smooth silk kissing her fingertips.

''Tighter, girl!'' the voice of Walburga commanded her.

''Yes, ma'am.''

''I have to look the best tonight. There will be important people at the soiree, plenty of opportunities. I'm the head of the family, after all. Wouldn't you say so, dear?''

Her voice got sickly sweet at the end and Y/N almost froze. ''Yes, ma'am.'' she replied, before she tightened the corset to its limit, the material hugging the waist of mrs. Black, hiding her tummy and curves.

'''Much better.'' said Walburga, looking at her through the mirror. ''This is why I keep you around. My faithful maid.''

Y/N cast her eyes downwards. ''Thank you, ma'am.''

Suddenly, Walburga's gaze hardened. ''I expect you to be close to us at the soiree.''

She didn't back down. She knew her place. ''Yes, ma'am.''

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The restaurant was as grand as she imagined it to be. Glass doors. Lavish carpets. Carved into the wood chairs. Chandeliers. Her steps were silent, as she walked onto the oh-so-ever soft carpet. Her long skirt hid her ankles and she felt the urge to take off her shoes just to feel the fibers of the carpet tickle her feet.

''Stop gawking around, girl! You'll make us the laughing stock!'' hissed Walburga Black through her teeth, before plastering a smile at an exquisite, middle aged man coming up to introduce himself.

Sirius, who witnessed the exchange, lightly touched her elbow, and steered her away from his mother. ''Do not take it to heart, Y/N. Don't let her words get to you. She doesn't know you like I and Regulus do. And she's too ignorant to ever try to get to know you.''

She gulped, but smiled anyway. ''Thank you, Sirius. That's very-''

''And the young lady?''

A manly voice interrupted her, freezing her in the spot. Walburga's nervous and false laughter travelled all the way to her ears, imprinting itself in her mind, much like a broken record would forever be stuck on repeat. ''Who?''

The gentleman who was still speaking to Walburga repeated his question, firmly this time while eyeing Y/N. The young girl gulped, feeling drops of sweat rolling down her back.

Mrs. Black turned toward where Y/N and Sirius were at, and with a fire burning in her eyes, she replied, venom rolling down her tongue. ''Oh, her? She's just a maid.''

The gentleman's gaze turned cold and he turned his back to her, without sparing another glance in her direction.

Y/N felt her lungs closing in and she took a step back, her eyes flitting around. ''Excuse me.'' she hastily whispered before taking off. Sirius' voice drifted through the crowd, calling her name. She payed no mind to it. She couldn't hear anything except a ringing in her ears, reverberating in the walls of her being. She pushed through, taking turns around the corridors, almost tripping several times before the open sky and the salty air greeted her. Stars were twinkling softly in the inky and sticky-looking sky. The cold air filled her lungs, calming her down.

Tentatively she stepped towards the banister, letting her hands rest on the cold metal. Her eyes caught sight of the waves hitting the side of the ship, swallowing it whole. The ocean was of the most dark blue, resembling tar and drawing her in. She leaned over, trying to catch a glimpse into the abyss. The waves splashed her face with salty and cold droplets, wind playing with her hair.

''You can't see the bottom.''

Gasping, she turned around, coming face to face with a young man dressed in shabby clothes. He seemed to have outgrown them for quite a long time because the coat's sleeves were barely reaching his wrist. He was wearing his hands in his pockets, slightly hunched over because of the cold. His sandy hair shined in the moonlight and his honeyed eyes stared back at her, sporting a kind twinkle. ''It's deep. Way deeper than it may seem at first.'' he added, his voice soft.

For a moment, she was at a loss of words, hands gripping the banisters until her knuckles turned white, and eyes wide. Then, her voice found the courage to speak up. ''How deep?''

He shrugged. ''Probably eight thousand meters? Deep enough to drown if you don't know how to swim.'' He regarded her with a curious look, kindness still present in his eyes. ''Do you know how to swim, miss?''

Her voice trembled. ''No.''

''Then, if you were to fall over, I would have had to jump in.''

''Jump in?''

He started to smile. ''If you fall, I fall.''

Y/N gulped, not taking her gaze off of him. His smile was enticing. ''I'm not falling whatsoever.''

Still keeping his distance, the young man replied. ''Then, be careful.''

She nodded her head, ready to reply but Sirius' voice echoed in the night. ''There you are, Y/N! I've been looking everywhere for you and-'' Sirius stopped short, catching sight of the young man. Eyebrows scrunching, he looked towards Y/N. ''Is this young man troubling you?''

Hastily, she replied, while shaking her head, still gripping the banister. ''No, no. He- um, he saved me.''

''I did nothing, miss. Nothing a noble man wouldn't do.''

Sirius, eyes lit up and eyebrows raised up, turned towards the blond man. ''Oh, did he?''

Nodding her head, Y/N replied. ''He stopped me from leaning too far.''

''Is that so? What's your name, sir?''

Still looking at Y/N, the shabby looking man replied. ''Remus. Remus Lupin.''

Clapping his hands, Sirius voiced. ''Well, that settles it! You are to be invited tomorrow evening for dinner, eight sharp. We'll meet in front of the clock. I expect punctuality.'' Turning towards Y/N, he stuck his arm out. ''Come, Y/N, the night's still young.''

Finally, breaking away from the banister, she wrapped her hand around Sirius' arm, maintaining eye contact with Remus. His eyes twinkled like stars in the sky. He bowed respectfully. ''Have a good evening, miss.''

Her face burned, and she broke eye contact. Leaning towards her, Sirius whispered. ''He seems like a well-mannered man.''

She shyly shrugged, lost in thoughts. As struck by lightening, she turned towards him. ''You invited him to dinner! What about your mother? And what about me?! I can't take dinner with you, it's just not proper!''

''Do not worry about it. I have a card up my sleeve.'' said Sirius, gently tapping her hand.

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11th of April 1912

Y/N regarded herself in the mirror, turning around and trying to smooth the wrinkles of her one evening dress. It was quite simple (she didn't have the money for a fancier one). The dress was the colour of dry olives, her sleeves coming to an end in a lacy manner. The white of the lace started to yellow, time having had its saying.

A knock on her door pulled her from her reverie. ''Y/N? It's me.'' Sirius' voice travelled through the door.

''Come in!'' she replied, her voice strained with emotion.

Sirius' lacquered shoes tapped against the cheap floor, a dress draped over his arm. He stopped short when he saw her fidgeting in front of the mirror. His eyes met hers through the reflection. ''Good evening.'' he said, slightly worried.

''I have nothing to wear.'' she announced.

His lips were pulled into a grin and he raised his arm, showing the dress. ''I think you do.''

Shock painted her features and she turned around. ''That's your mother's dress, Sirius!''

He nodded, as if that was the most obvious truth in the world. ''Indeed!''

''I can't wear it!''

He scoffed, rolling his eyes. ''Of course you can!''

Y/N shook her head, colour leaving her cheeks, eyes blown wide. ''I cannot! It's just- I can't, Sirius!''

''And why is that?'' he replied, voice laced with sarcasm.

''Because, because- I'll get in real trouble! I could get fired for that! You know how your mother can get! She'll throw me off the property, with no penny to my name and just the clothes on me. I'm not even payed enough to put aside some money!''

''Calm down! She won't find out.''

Pointing a finger to him, she replied. ''How can you be so sure? You won't be the one kicked out!''

Sirius gasped, putting his free hand to his chest and feigning hurt. ''I'm wounded! You can be so harsh sometimes, my dear.''

She scoffed, turning away from him. ''Stop that!'' Her voice got low to a whisper, but Sirius heard it nonetheless. ''I'm just afraid.''

His eyes turned sad, shoulders slumped. He pressed his lips together, before taking a few steps towards her. ''I'll make sure she won't find out, alright? I got you, you're my bestfriend, Y/N. She won't find out. He let his hand fall against her shoulder. ''I promise.''

Her glossy eyes met his in the mirror, lips pulled into a soft smile. ''Thank you'' she mouthed.

He just nodded, letting the silence say the words he wasn't. After a beat of tranquility, he grinned. ''Come! Let's get you ready! Time's ticking!''

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Y/N wasn't used to walking in heels, especially ones which weren't hers. Her ankles trembled in them and she tried not to step on her dress train. The dress was heavy, she felt it as if it was lead. She wasn't used to feeling the cold touches of jewels pinned and sewed in the corset, she wasn't used to the dangling of the gold earrings, nor to the soft silk gloves hugging her hands. And she wasn't used to the lingering stares she got from the first class passengers. She was never one to be seen.

''Calm down.'' whispered Sirius from besides her.

''Why is everyone staring at me?'' she whispered back.

''Because you're beautiful.''

''No, no, they know I'm an outsider. They know I'm from the third class, that I'm just a maid-''

Sighing, Sirius stopped and looked her in the eyes. ''This is your night. Enjoy it, let them stare. Have fun, just forget for awhile.''

With fear clouding her eyes, Y/N stared up at him. ''And what about your mother? And Regulus?''

A smirk bloomed on Sirius' lips. ''Mum's busy. She's having dinner with that bloke from yesterday evening. And Regulus is with them, keeping them distracted and occupied.''

''Does Regulus know about all this?''

''He sure does. Actually, he was the one who lent mister Lupin a suit fit for a fancy dinner.''

Her face lit up. ''Did he?!'' she gasped.

''Indeed. So, let loose for a night, Y/N. Where's the harm in that?'' replied her bestfriend.

Casting her gaze downwards, she shyly shrugged. ''I don't know how.''

''I think he could show you how.''

Lifting her head, Y/N was met with the sight of Remus dressed in a lavish suit. She recognized it immediately. It was the one she always had to be careful how to iron, as its material was a pretentious and tricky one. It ran smoothly down his body, hugging his figure. His chest was puffed out and his legs seemed longer now. The clothes were fitting him. His blonde hair was gelled back.

And he was looking at her. He was looking at her much like he did that night, but this time there was a twinkle of awe in them. His eyes were drinking her in, watching her while she took tentative and careful steps down the stairs, one hand on the dress to lightly lift it.

He was looking at her and she suddenly was one to be seen.

Her steps halted right in front of him, Sirius right behind her. She took off her glove and offered her hand. Remus gently lifted it up to his lips, brushing them over it slightly and lingering just a moment longer. ''Good evening, miss.''

Her voice got stuck in her throat but she managed to smile and curtsy. ''You look lovely.'' he whispered only for her to hear.

''Thank you.'' she replied just as softly, eyes meeting. ''You do, as well.''

He smiled then. A smile that could shine all the way to the bottom of the ocean.

''If the pleasantries are over, I'd say we should take a seat at a table?'' voiced Sirius, a smirk present in his tone.

''Of course, sir.'' replied Remus.

''Please, call me Sirius. We are to be friends, after all.''

Remus smiled at him, a friendship slowly blossoming between them.

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The turkey was soft and the mashed potatoes melted on her tongue, aromas exploding in her mouth and enveloping her in a warm embrace.

''So, tell me, Remus, what do you do for a living?'' asked Sirius, knife cutting through the meat.

''I'm a writer.'' he replied, eyes watching Y/N, before he turned his gaze to the brunet.

''Anything I know?''

Remus laughed lightly, casting his eyes onto his now empty plate. ''I'm afraid not. Not yet, at least. I'm still trying to get myself published editorially, but no luck so far. I did manage to publish a few short stories in the newspaper, though."

Sirius paused, fork stuck in the air. He turned towards his bestfriend, who was already regarding Remus with curious look. ''Well, it's great that you know what to do with your life.'' he smiled, before looking deep into his champagne glass. ''Some of us don't'' he added to himself.

''What inspires you, Remus?'' inquired Y/N shyly, trying to meet his eyes.

He shrugged, waving his hand around. ''Ah, a bit of everything.'' He, then, met her gaze deeply. ''Beauty, most especially.''

Y/N felt her face burn up, once again, but she refused to break eye contact. She rarely dared to look someone in the eyes, unless they were Sirius or Regulus. Walburga taught her that people like her shouldn't even dare to even gaze at someone of a much higher rank (''Know your place, girl!''), but Remus seemed to look past the maid uniform he saw her in that evening, he seemed to look past her rough, hard-worked hands, past her awkward posture and past her slightly out-of-place manners. He seemed to see her just the way she was.

And she liked that.

''What do you write?'' she smiled.

''Prose, but I'm yet to try my hand at poetry. Maybe I'll find the inspiration these days.''

It was subtle, but the allusion was there, directed at her, through the clash of silverware against porcelain plates, through the far away violins, through the chatter, past the laughter and gossip, past the candles and all the way to her heart.

She tried to hide her grin, but she couldn't. ''Will you, please, read me some once you do?''

''I'll be sure to.'' he nodded.

Sirius cleared his throat. Both of them turned towards him, the spell broken. ''How about a toast?'' he said, while raising his glass of champagne.

The gold bracelet on her wrist clicked against her own glass when she raised it.

''To new frienships and to lively nights!'' announced Sirius.

''To new friendships and to lively nights!''

Y/N hesitated before she brought the glass to her lips. The champagne tickled her mouth and throat before it burst into bubbles onto her tongue. The taste was sweet, like nothing she ever tried before. The only beverages she ever drank back at home were water, herbal tea made from flowers picked from the Black garden and ale on special occasions, and even those weren't often. She basked in the playful taste and the coldness of the champagne. She had a feeling she wouldn't experience it again.

Sirius choked on his drink when his eyes caught sight of a very furious Walburga. Her face was all red and her stride was rapid fire. A few strands of jet black hair were fallen from the updo. A panicked Regulus tried to stop her, waving his arms around and talking hastily. ''She's coming.'' he managed to croak out before a cough made its way through his lips.

''Who is?'' asked Remus, eyebrows scrunched together and eyes flitting between both of them.

''Mrs. Black.'' whispered Y/N.

''Who?''

''Go! Both of you! I'll hold her off!'' exclaimed Sirius.

Y/N didn't hesitate this time, she stood up and took Remus' hand before taking off. Her heels got stuck in the dress train and she almost fell over if it weren't for Remus' warm arms wrapping around her waist. ''You fall, I fall, remember?'' he said softly into her hair.

A burning red made its way onto her cheeks. She shook it off and took his hand, once again, but not before taking her heels off. Laughing, she dragged him forward, running between the tables, past the waiters and out of the restaurant. She could hear his breathless laugh, as well. It reached her ears in musical notes and high octaves.

They took rights and lefts, they ran down the steps all the way to the third class hallways. Soon they came to a stop, chests gasping for air, eyes shining and grins present on their lips. ''Well, that was fun!'' he laughed.

''I've never run from that woman before.'' she replied, almost awestruck. ''It felt good.'' she added vividly.

''Who is she?'' asked Remus, still holding her hand. His thumb began drawing circles on the back of it.

''Oh, she's- I mean- I'm her maid.'' she finally concluded.

Y/N didn't know what she was expecting from him to hear (probably a disappointed reply or gaze, like it always happened when someone found out she was a mere servant), but all she received was another laugh and a shake of the head. Confused, she asked. ''What? What is it?''

''Her? Seriously? You're her maid?''

Taken aback, she blinked. ''Yes, I-''

''Honestly, she seems to have no control whatsoever over her life.'' he replied, suddenly serious. ''Which is a pity. People like her tend to make a living hell the life of others. Just don't take anything she says or does to heart. She doesn't know what she's doing.''

She stared up at him, a sense of tranquility and stability washing over her. ''Thank you.''

The corners of his eyes crinkled in a smile. ''Of course. Now, do you want to see a real party?''

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The music was loud. Loud enough to crumble down the walls of the ship. The violins sang of long ago loves and future, promising ones. People clapping and dancing in circles and pairs.

"May I have this dance, miss?" yelled Remus over the chaos, sticking his hand out and bowing.

Y/N giggled before she curtsied. "You most certainly may, kind sir."

She had ditched the heels long ago, letting her feet cool down and relax. She felt every plank of wood whine under the weight of her dancing feet. Twirling around, her dress flashed under the dim lights and her hair fell from the meticulously put together bun. Remus took ahold of her hand and brought her closer, before he let his free hand rest against her back. ''Is this alright?'' he murmured, his breath close enough to flutter her eyelashes. She just nodded.

It wasn't long before they were sliding down the dancing floor and twirling, in rhythm to the trembling chords of violins. People were cheering and Y/N was finally remembering how nice it was to just let go for awhile, to let the world do its thing, to embrace the pulsing moment. Carpe diem.

The music stopped and she almost stumbled, Remus' nose touching hers. They were both breathing heavily, strings of sweat rolling down their foreheads. ''Can I walk you to your dorm?'' he asked in a mere whisper.

''Yes.''

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The walk down the corridors and past the millions of rooms was silent. The exhaustion was finally catching up to her, and he was holding her hand, humming under his breath the tune from earlier. The room 101 finally came into view and their feet halted in front of it.

At first, Y/N didn't dare to look him the eyes, afraid to catch her reflection into them, but Remus' thumbs raised her chin and met her gaze. ''Did you have fun tonight?'' he asked softly, a tender look present in his eyes.

She shyly smiled. ''I did.''

The corner of his lips curled slightly. ''So did I.'' He let his hand fall at his side and he tilted his head. ''I'll write a poem tonight.''

Y/N felt the air leave her. She had to blink and to swallow away some of her nerves just to speak up. ''About what?''

''About beauty.''

And then he leaned down to kiss the corner of her mouth. His lips were gentle and soft, they reminded Y/N of those satin sheets in Walburga's bedroom, back at home. ''Goodnight, Y/N'' he murmured against her.

''Goodnight, Remus.'' she managed to whisper.

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12th of April 1912

Walburga Black was absolutely fuming. She was clenching her cup of tea in her hands, a scowl present on her lips. Her face was white as a sheet, dark circles clouding her eyes.

Regulus cleared his throat, putting down his own cup of tea. ''Did you sleep well, mother?''

She turned her head towards him, almost getting a whiplash. ''You shut it! You knew what they were up to!''

''What were they up to, mummy?'' he replied innocently, doe eyes staring at her.

A fire ignited insider her gaze and she almost slammed down the cup when Y/N entered the room, a soft smile on her lips and a far away look in her eyes, a kettle in her hands. She was wearing her maid uniform, the apron already stained yellow. Walburga pinned her down with her venomous gaze, eyebrows pinched together. ''Should I bring more sugar, ma'am?'' Y/N inquired.

''No.'' replied Walburga sweetly. ''Why won't you take the morning tea with us, dear?''

Y/N froze, the kettle stuck in midair. ''Oh, I couldn't-''

''Sit.'' commanded Walburga, watching every move.

Y/N swallowed thickly, turning to look at Regulus, who was staring into his cup, avoiding eye contact with her. A shiver went up her spine and she almost turned around, leaving everyone in the dust, but she slowly sat down, the soft pillow of the chair almost swallowing her whole. ''There you go.'' said Walburga, smiling enticingly. ''Why won't you pour yourself some tea?''

Y/N started shaking her head, but Walburga's gaze turned cold. With trembling hands, she let the tea fall swiftly into a cup. She didn't bring the cup to her lips, letting the liquid simmer and the steam rise up into the air.

''Drink. It's not poisoned, dear.''

The young girl tried to meet Regulus' gaze, but he was looking everywhere but at the exchange.

''I said drink.'' scowled Walburga.

Y/N brought the cup to her lips, wincing when the hot tea burned her tongue.

''You're one of us now.'' added Walburga coldly.

Y/N almost choked. She brought a hand to her mouth, coughing. ''I'm sorry?''

Walburga laughed bitterly. ''You sure behave like us. Wearing my clothes and jewelry? Eating like the rich? Can you imagine? A mere maid sitting at a table with my son, wearing my clothes? Eating on my money?''

All the colour left Y/N's cheeks. She fumbled with the cup, lowering it on the table. She couldn't move, she couldn't hear anything but Walburga's strident voice.

''Your mother was nothing but a servant, a slave. She didn't disobey me and nor should you and-''

At the mention of her mother, Y/N saw red before her eyes. ''Excuse me?!''

''Excuse you?! I'm most certainly not excusing you and if you think-''

''How dare you?'' Y/N hissed.

Walburga's eyebrows raised above her hairline. ''I beg your pardon?''

Y/N raised to her feet slowly, meeting Walburga's intimidating gaze. ''How dare you treat me this way? I've been the most loyal, the most patient! I've cleaned your sheets, cooked you and dressed you and you've been treating me like some- like some disease! I've never even looked you in the eyes, afraid you'd dust me away and burn me alive, as if I'm nothing more than leaves in the wind! Shame on you. Shame on you because you didn't know how to respect someone who respected you!''

Walburga's nostrils flared and her face got all red. ''You ungrateful child! I raised you like my own!''

Y/N scoffed. ''You raised me?! You didn't do anything but left me to pick myself every time. You're nothing but a pathetic excuse of a woman.''

''That's it, you're fired!''

Y/N raised her chin proudly and straightened her back. ''No.''

''No?''

''No. Because I quit.'' She undid the bow at the back o her apron, crumpling it up and throwing it in Walburga's lap. ''Have a good day, ma'am.''

Walburga gasped, shockingly turning to her younger son and finding him smiling at Y/N, a twinkle in his eyes. ''I'm sorry, Regulus.'' she heard Y/N say softly before her footsteps announced her retreatment.

The room remained quiet long after she was gone.

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Remus knocked on her door twice before she opened it, smiling. He was holding a basket full of fruits, sandwiches and a bottle of white wine. A notebook was sticking outside of his pants' pocket. Eyes shining and giggling, Y/N closed the door behind her and stepped out into the hallway. ''What are you doing here?''

''I heard you ditched the hag. It calls for a celebration, love.''

She laughed, lightly punching him in the chest. ''You cheeky-''

Remus leaned down to whisper in her ear. ''Sirius helped me with the food. Let's not waste it.''

She looked up at him and nodded. ''I know a spot.''

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The stars were twinkling much like they did that first night, but this time they seemed to whisper sweet nothings and promising futures. Y/N was lying down her back, across the deck, staring up at the sky, her maroon skirt ruffled slightly by the breeze. The food was long forgotten, the bottle of wine long drank empty.

She was staring up at a sky and he was staring at her.

''I wrote you a poem.'' he announced quietly, afraid to break the serenity.

Her breath got stuck in the throat and she slowly turned her head towards him. He was looking at her like she was the only star in the never ending sky. Like she was the moon in the night and the sun in the morning. ''I wrote you a poem.'' he repeated, worried she didn't hear him the first time.

''Read it to me?'' she murmured, noses touching.

Remus opened his mouth, starting to recite it by heart, his voice filling the silence between them.

''You're a sculpture in the palm of my hand

Marble lips and bronze fingertips

You're the finest art to ever lay eyes on,

And you would bring artists on their knees.

You're the first sunrise and the last sunset

A portrait of violet and golden sunshine.

Let me be the brush to paint you with,

Let me be the one to bring you alive and colour you in.

I'm getting washed away in you,

I can only hope you are too.''

She sighed blissfully, finding the air she needed. She got closer, lips barely brushing before her hands found his shirt's collar. For a moment, everything was stilled. The waves didn't hit the ship's sides anymore, there weren't any more violin sounds coming from inside, there wasn't any wind to nick at their skin. Just them.

Remus found her waist and brought her closer, lips finding lips, eyelashes fluttering against cheeks, hearts beating. ''Thank you.'' she whispered against him, once the kiss was sealed.

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13th of April 1912

''I don't know how to write.'' Y/N confessed in the open air the next morning, the sunrays bathing her in golden hues. ''Can you teach me how?'' she asked Remus who was taking a stroll next to her, down the deck.

He turned to look at her, his sandy hair imitating gold in the sunshine. He had one hand in the pocket, one was holding hers. ''Do you trust me to?''

She nodded sure of herself. ''How can I not?''

His lips curled in a smile and he looked away from her towards the horizon. ''Alright then. I will.''

''I'll be waiting for you this evening.''

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He came knocking at her door, shirt ironed, a pen and a notebook in his hands. His hair, as always, was rebelling, strands of hair sticking out in different directions. Y/N showed him to the bed, as her room had no table. He shyly sat down, the bed whining under his weight. She took a seat next to him, legs touching, hair down.

Without a word, he gently took ahold of her hand, putting the pen between her fingers. He cupped her hand and lowered it slowly onto the paper. She was trembling under his touch, heart racing. She could feel the heat of his body radiate off of him and enveloping her. ''So, this is the letter A.'' he murmured in her hair.

With his help, she wrote curving lines. The ink blossomed and stained the paper. ''Let's try again.'' he said.

Her hand was no longer trembling, sure lines being born from the tip of the pen. Eventually, Remus lifted his hand, letting hers to slide the pen across the paper. ''There you go. Good job.''

She laughed incredulously, turning her head towards him, hair swishing. ''I did it! Did you see?''

He laughed, eyes lighting up. ''I did!''

Her laughter slowly died down, gaze slipping to his lips. ''Stay the night, please.''

''Alright.'' he answered, short of breath.

Lips met.

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14th of April 1912

11:40 p.m.

The iceberg came without a warning. Y/N felt the crash in her sleep, waking her up. Pulse picking up, she stood up, turning to wake Remus up from besides her. Gently shaking him, he fluttered his eyes open. ''Hello, love.'' he groggily said.

''Did you feel that?'' she replied, her voice raising.

He furrowed, confusion lacing his features. Soon enough, yelling was heard out in the hallway, water coming in from under the door, flooding the room. A young worker drenched in sweat burst into the room, two white life jackets in his hands. ''The ship hit an iceberg. Do not panic! Wear those jackets and come onto the deck, there are life boats.''

As fast as he came, he left, leaving both of them shocked, wrapped in sheets and pale. Remus was the first to break free of the shock, getting up and taking her hands. ''Come, Y/N, let's get you in this jacket.''

''Will we die, Remus?'' her voice trembled.

His fingers halted. He looked down at her, hair sticking to his forehead. ''Of course not, love. I'll make sure we don't.'' He tied the strings of the jacket before putting his hands on the sides of her face. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. ''It'll be fine.''

''You should wear a jacket too.'' Y/N said, slowly choking up. She leaned down to pick up the drenched jacket, trying to ignore the cold water eating away at her skin. She put it on him, tying the strings much like he did for her.

''Let's go find a boat.'' he said, taking her hand.

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The ocean flooding the hallways drenched her dress and her worn out shoes, the only ones she had. She couldn't feel her toes and she ached for a warm bed. With Remus' hand in hers she powered through, trying to get past the panicking crowd and onto the deck. At some point, she was pushed downwards by a man with a bleeding nose and no life jacket, but Remus' arms saved her from falling. ''If you fall, I fall.'' he said, just for her to hear.

Soon enough, they managed to reach the deck, crowded with people running and crying. Looking over the crowd and pushing through, Remus tried to arrive at the boats, but a voice calling out to them stopped him.

''Y/N! Remus!''

Y/N gasped, turning around, tears threating to spill over. Her bestfriend was running towards them, ebony hair fluttering, clothes sticking to skin. He stopped in front of them, puffing. ''What- What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in a boat, Sirius? And what about Regulus? Where is he?''

Taking a breath, Sirius replied. ''He's in a boat with mother.''

''And why aren't you?'' furrowed Y/N, worry swirling in her gaze.

Sirius rolled his eyes. ''Because I preferred to look for you. You're foolish if you think I would let you go down with this bloody ship! You're my bestfriend, Y/N. You should know better than that.''

Almost bursting into tears, she threw her arms around his neck, hugging him close. ''You're insane.''

''I know. Mum's told me several times.''

She laughed through her tears. Sirius met Remus' eyes over her shoulder, a respect being shown through their gazes. ''This is why I give you my spot in a boat.''

Y/N's heart stopped for a second. ''What? No!'' She broke free from the hug.

''Yes, Y/N. I have to know you safe. Both of us do.''

''Absolutely not. I'm not leaving you, nor Remus on this boat alone. I refuse to!''

The warm touch of a gentle hand on her shoulder calmed her down. ''Listen to him, love. It's better this way.''

Tears started to slid down her cheeks. ''But you promised. You said you would keep us safe.''

He nodded, thumbs drying her tears. ''I am.''

She shook her head, hair flying around. ''No, no, you're not. I can't leave you behind.''

He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He could see her clearer now, eyes drowned in tears. "You're not. We'll see each other on the other side."

Her lower lip trembled and she took a step back. She could see how Remus' heart was breaking at the action, his own eyes turning sad.

"I'll look after him, Y/N." promised Sirius, an unconvincing look in his eyes.

Her gaze moved between both of them, before it settled on him. Remus was a light. This was something she grew to know these past few days. He brought light where she saw darkness, he illuminated her ways. But now, he seemed down, his shoulders slumped, crushed under the reality.

She couldn't seem to see the light in his eyes.

"I'm not going." she finally concluded.

"You are." stated firmly Remus, taking her hand. "You are."

"No, I'm not." she furrowed stubbornly.

"We'll found each other afterwards." Tears gathered in his eyes. "Please, love. I'll be fine, you'll see."

Something broke in her, but she didn't let her tears flow anymore. She just nodded her head, letting him carry her to the boats, letting him help her lower herself in one, meeting his gaze for the last time.

People cried all around her, a little girl saying goodbye to his father, wives kissing goodbye husbands, violins sorrowfully playing in the background, the ship whining. Her eyes took in the reality of the moment and her soul crushed.

They started lowering the boat. He was still up there, hands in pockets as always, hair ruffled, shirt crumpled. Sirius was somewhere besides him, his lacquered shoes now long ruined.

She couldn't take her eyes off of Remus. The way he still tried to look casual, as if it was another Sunday. The way he always seemed to know what to say. The way he was now missing his notebook. The way he didn't have a penny to his name, but a whole lot of treasurable qualities. The way he looked at her.

And the way she was getting washed away in him.

In a spur of moment, she jumped off the boat, her hands barely taking ahold of the banister from the second floor. People shrieked and she almost fell, but a new found willing power gave her strength and she pushed herself up, her feet touching the ground.

It was as if she knew the way to him, past the corridors, up the stairs, all the way to the clock. Remus met her halfway, cupping her cheeks and bringing her close. "What did you do that for?! You're insane, you're absolutely insane!"

"I tried, I really tried, but I couldn't. I couldn't let you go." she replied, emotion evident in her voice.

He covered her face in feathering kisses, hugging her close. "We're getting off this ship together. I'm never letting you out of my sight again."

The ship tilted, furniture sliding down. "Come on, we have to get out of here." he said, taking her hand, once again.

The ship whined for the last time before it snapped in two and Y/N slipped. She shrieked, already falling. She got ahold of a banister, looking up at where Remus was at, heart beating out of her chest. He was struggling to remain upwards, hands sticking to the same banister, knuckles turning white. Drops of sweat were rolling down his forehead. "You have to let go!" he yelled over the commotion.

Y/N's eyes got wide. "What?" she yelled back, unbelieving her ears.

"You have to let go, Y/N! I'll be right behind you! If you fall, I fall, remember?"

Y/N felt as this would be the last time she'd hear his voice. Her eyes clouded and she opened her mouth to tell him the words, but he seemed to read her thoughts. "Don't. We'll talk afterwards. We'll have plenty of time. Just let go!"

And she did, letting gravity do its thing. Her skirt fluttered upwards and she felt as if she was falling towards the middle of nowhere. She was expecting to free fall forever, but the icy waters of the Atlantic Ocean swallowed her whole. The cold water was nipping at her skin, tearing at her warmth and depriving her of it. Panicking, she tried to swim towards the moon, whose rays cut the surface of the ocean.

I don't know how to swim. I don't know how to swim.

She flipped her hands around, kicking her feet.

I have to swim, I have to swim.

She pushed her head upwards, finally coming to the surface. Oxygen filled her lungs and she gasped for air. People were screaming all around her, splashing and calling names.

"Remus?! Remus?" she yelled, her voice trembling because of the cold, her lips already turning purple.

"Remus-" her voice died down.

Looking around her, she found a piece of door and climbed on it, almost slipping at first. Her eyes searched for his sandy hair through the people struggling in the water, but the darkness had its saying, letting a black veil fall against her eyes.

With a sob, she laid on her back, the chilling air cutting into her skin.

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She was drawing the letter A into the air when the life boats came back.

"Hey, is anybody alive?" a sailor's rough voice called out.

Her hair crumpled because of the icicles when she got up. She tried to yell, but her voice had long left her. With the last ounce of power, she waved her arms, cold tears once again forming in the corner of her eyes.

"There! Someone's there! Turn the boat!"

Soon enough, she was helped into it, a blanket draped over her quivering figure. "You're safe now, miss."

The boat turned around, leaving the millions of lifeless and floating bodies behind.

Leaving a piece of her heart behind.

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15th of April 1912

"No, you do not understand! I'm looking for Remus Lupin! Have you got someone under that name on this ship?"

RMS Carpathia was bustling with people. People who were crying after other people, families who were being reunited, others who were finally coming to terms that they might be on their on own from now on.

She was given a hot tea and a warm bed, but she couldn't find her place.

"Calm down, miss. We're trying our best."

"Well, you're not trying enough!" she flared up.

"Y/N?"

She could recognize that voice anywhere. It was honeyed and gentle and she could wrap herself in it and forever feel warmed up. Abruptly turning around, she was greeted by the sight of him, all worn down. His clothes were dry by now, but they were stiff. His hair was catching the daylight, shining gold. And his eyes were puffy and red.

She burst into tears at the sight of him. Her feet had a mind of their own, carrying her to him. Remus met her halfway, with shaking legs. "I thought- I thought I lost you forever." his voice quivered. "I couldn't find you anywhere."

"I'm here." she managed to croak out. "I'm here. Let's get off the ship together when it docks. We can make our own life. You can become a writer and I can open a bakery."

He took ahold of her face, bringing it closer and planting a fevering kiss on her lips. Letting his forehead fall against her, he whispered. "It would make me the happiest man alive."

A tear slipped down her freezing cheek. He kissed it away. "I love you, Remus."

"I love you back, Y/N."

The Statue of Liberty was overlooking the scene, the sun warming up the people, bringing new horizons and days.

And Sirius saw it all, from afar, holding onto his little brother's shoulder, a small smile playing on his lips.

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A/N: this was it! Thank you so much for reading! I put so much heart, time and thought into this fic, it's really insane. It took me loads of time to write it and to plan it out. Most of the time the Titanic soundtrack would accompany me while I tried to find the right words. I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing it!

And yes, that little poem is also written by me :)

If you'd like to be added to my tag list, comment under this post or send me an ask!

Tag list: @bohemianrhapsody86 @andreead

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20 questions for fic writers

i was tagged by @callmenewbie, @hippolotamus, @watchyourbuck, @thewolvesof1998, @jesuisici33, @wikiangela, and @exhuastedpigeon 🫶🏼

i'm gonna put it under a cut because phew it got kinda long

how many works do you have on ao3?

31

what's your total ao3 word count?

uh, 301,903 which... goddamn look at me go

what fandoms do you write for?

i've written for stucky, geraskier, yenskier, steddie, and buddie, but it's only buddie right now. those 2 losers are really rotting in my whole brain and i'm loving every second of it 🤭

what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

(i cheated and used only buddie okay) the side effects of eating too many clementines at 759 the dinosaurs smelled magnolias at 722 this is why you shouldn't piss in the ocean at 668 you'll feel the rush of it all at 511 all things bright and beautiful at 453

do you respond to comments? why or why not?

i absolutely respond to comments! it might take me a while because i'm not articulate enough to convey how much i adore everybody, but i love talking with people that enjoy the silly goofy stuff i write!

what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

burned on the pyre, a steddie timeloop fic. the ending isn't exactly angsty, but it isn't as joyous as all my others because it was important to me to keep it as realistic as i could + it reflects my mental state so, uh, oops

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

mm, i think you can argue all my fics have happy endings but if you go down in the woods today has the FUNNIEST ending and that's important

do you get hate on fics?

yeah lmao

do you write smut? if so, what kind?

yes i do! and, um, the explicit kind? i don't know how to answer this because my porn varies for each fic but they fuck nasty regardless!

do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've written?

no. that's not for me.

have you ever had a fic stolen?

absolutely i have <3

have you ever had a fic translated?

i have not!

have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope. i tried once when i was younger but it didn't work out because i'm a dickhead and found that i was not only writing my parts but fixing theirs as well.

what's your all time favorite ship?

i've had a lot of ships over the year and i'm never going to forget any of them, ever, but buddie gives me so much joy and good times and i think... yeah they're probably my favorite ship

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

none of them honestly? i'm going to finish all of them.

what are your writing strengths?

uh, dialogue. maybe.

what are your writing weaknesses?

angst, emotions, porn, things that make sense, action, romantic relationships, ANGST.

thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

god, so i'm pretentious and while i know some spanish i'm definitely not fluent but i refuse to use google translate so a friend of mine helps me with translating as straight across as we can—so like, long story short, it's a yes from me

first fandom you wrote for?

maximum ride on ff dot net 💀 why was i 12 years old learning how to navigate that fuckin site my god

favorite fic you've written?

but i've got my teeth in you, a bad things happen fic where buck gets a tooth knocked out during the lafd annual baseball game and somehow proposes to eddie, who of course says yes. it's just so FUN?

i'm no pressure tagging @honestlydarkprincess, @shitouttabuck, @giddyupbuck, @callaplums, @daffi-990, @try-set-me-on-fire, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @eddiediaztho, @nmcggg, and honestly anybody else who wants to be a lil chatty mwah

[accio-sriracha]

Wips tags!!!

Thank you for the tagg @ivomoon (I messed it up the first time oops)

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it and then tag as many people as you have WIPs

Oh.... oh god. Okay um... I'm gonna put the ships and estimated word count, and I'm only gonna put the ones with like... some semblance of being organized?? Cause there's so many😭😭

Feel free to ask about as many as you want!!

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1. The Scars Kept Hidden - Drarry (12k words so far)

2. The Roadtrip - Wolfstar, Jegulily (500)

3. Understood - Wolfstar (450)

4. Silence - Wolfstar (430)

5. Empty Promises - Drarry (2,300)

6. Marauder Ever After - Wolfstar, Jegulus (4,200)

7. Wherefore Art Thou? - Wolfstar (600)

8. Panic - Drarry (900)

10. Revenge - Wolfstar (10k)

11. If It Were You, It Would Be Us - Jegulus (3k)

12. My Brother's Best Friend - Jegulus (1k)

13. Waking Up Beside You - Wolfstar (2,200)

14. If We Should Fall - Wolfstar (2k)

15. Puppy Love - Wolfstar (6,200)

16. Catching Feelings - Wolfstar (6,400)

17. The Play - Jegulus (2k)

18. Wolfstar Smut - Collective oneshots (I don't even know and don't really want to)

19. The Last I Love You: The First Goodbye- Wolfstar (1k)

20. Chasing Stars - Jegulus (3k)

21. Jegulily?? Title TBD - Jegulily (400)

22. How To Pranks Sirius Black - Wolfstar (5k)

23. Fiendfyre - Drarry (1k)

24. The Marauders and Lily Evans (600)

25. Finally - Jily (7k)

26. The Summer We Fell - Wolfstar (4k)

27. Everything I'm Not (Everything She Is) - Drarry (3k)

28. The Boy Who Lived - Drarry (1k)

29. Through Dangers of War - Drarry (3k)

30. XOXO - Wolfstar (2k)

31. The Slytherin Bet - Drarry (500)

32. Life After Death - Drarry (150)

33. Part of The Family - Drarry (50)

34. Fatal Attraction - Drarry (200)

35. In Your Shoes- Wolfstar (100)

36. Returned to Sender - The Black Brothers (300)

37. The Monster - The Marauders (400)

38. Fated Misunderstandings - Wolfstar, Jegulus (40)

39. A Tale From the Beast Himself - Wolfstar (100)

40. In Those 12 Years - Wolfstar (200)

41. Pretend to Love Me - Jegulus, Wolfstar (300)

42. May Our Love Outlast Us - Wolfstar (100)

43. Fuck Up and Kiss Me - Jegulus (100)

44. Healing Doesn't Mean Forgetting - Wolfstar (200)

45. The Petrification of Beauty - Wolfstar, Jegulily (100)

46. In This Moment, I Am Nothing But Human - Wolfstar (100)

47. Not Without Him - The Black Brothers, Minor Jegulus (1k)

48. If Not You Than Nothing - Drarry (2k)

49. Tell Me To Stop - Jily (300)

50. Friends to Lovers, but They Were Never Really Just Friends - Wolfstar (60)

51. Fuck You - Jegulus Microfic - (200)

52. Schedule - Wolfstar Microfic - (50)

53. The Next Morning - Drarry (200)

54. My Marauders - Poly Marauders x Reader Microfic for an ask like ages ago that I still haven't finished 😭 (200)

55. Hearing You - Wolfstar - (2k)

56. Dreaming Of You - Wolfstar (700)

57. Who Wouldn't Love You - Jegulily (100)

58. Untitled Blairon for another ask I haven't finished- (100)

59. James Walks In - Wolfstar Microfic (70)

60. Come and Get Me - Drarry Microfic (40)

61. Everything to Lose - Jegulus (400)

62. Wish Me Good Luck - Drarry (2k)

63. Taking Off Your Clothes - Wolfstar (1k)

64. The World Around Us - Drarry (500)

65. A Day in The Life of James Potter - James Potter (300)

66. The One Where They Take a Break - Wolfstar, Jegulus, Jily (200)

67. The Time Remus Lupin got Drunk - Wolfstar (600)

The rest are either too short or don't have enough details figured out to really come up with anything haha

Feel free to ask me about as many as you want!! Some are obviously a lot closer to being finished than others.

Tags... so I don't really want to tag 67 people?? I'm just gonna say open tags here guys and just reblog with all of you wips!! I wanna ask you about them too <33

[pancake-breakfast]

Tired and headachey, but not yet ready for sleep, so I will read more Trigun.

Stream-of-consciousness thoughts for TriMax Vol. 4, Chapters 1-2 below.

TriMax Volume 4 Covers

Knives looks so nice on the cover, you could almost forget he's a villain.

My Japanese isn't good enough to translate Nightow's chicken scratch without putting in more effort than I'm going to tonight, so I'm pretending that Vash is crying because he's hungry and really doesn't want to give up this, the perfect bowl of ramen, to someone else.

Ey! It's a tiny Zazie! Also, that looks like Ninelives again on the back cover, and if he shows up in this volume in any useful capacity, I might have to break something.

Also also, saxophone! I wonder how Midvalley's spine is doing.... (Better than Legato's, probably. That boi's gonna have back pain for life.)

I'd be screaming if there was a cockroach on my neck, too, Wolfwood.

"Killer Horn Blues." I WONDER who we'll see in THAT chapter!

Chapter 1: Countdown

Jessica, are you not like 15?

Does... does Vash know he's your sweetie? Has he agreed to this??

LOL, Vash brought the boys. He knows better than to be alone with her. Brad looks happy, at least.

Wait, does "the boys" here include Twolives?! How in the world!??!

Pretty sure the LAST thing Brad wants to do is insult Jessica's food.

LOL, Wolfwood looks like his brain farted out at the idea of a satellite with intergalactic communication abilities. Vash is probably right to try and clear up the situation, despite Wolfy's protests.

Oh, hey! I recognize that globe!

Interesting that it took them like 50 years just to get the comm signal working enough to send messages to earth.

Something something casual clothes Wolfwood!

Meryl wearing fringe!!!

This is... actually a really nice prayer.

Oop, machine go *bing!*

Uhhhhh... I hope the Earth ship is gonna bring supplies if it's heading this way, given how little the people here have.

Casual boys! Casual boys!!!

LOL, the girls are already drunk somehow....

Luida, thanking those who put in so much work but didn't quite make it to the day....

Heh, Vash's drinking tie has made an appearance.

Whoa. Angry Knives face jumpscare. Why's he gotta be like that??

Welp, that sobered Vash up real quick.

He was trying to make an angel arm in the last volume! Knives, sir! Put. That. Away!

Something sharp seems to be moving very fast....

Ohhh, Knives picked up the signal and isn't pleased.

He... he might make good on his threat. He has the ability. Also, glad he doesn't have his stupid helmet and that chest spike anymore. Also also, he needs to finish belting those belts on his one leg.

Brad might still be a bit iffy about Vash, but at this point, Vash trusts Brad. Their relationship has come a long way.

I honestly don't blame Vash for wanting to sneak out before Jessica notices. If I had someone that clingy forcing me into an uncomfortable romance situation, I'd skedaddle, too.

LOL, Wolfwood freezing outside. Insisting he comes along. Not giving Vash a say in the matter, really.

Jessica. Honey. Move on.

Chapter 2: Killer Horn Blues

So, we've gone through about half the Gung-Ho Guns at this point.

Looks Like Midvalley's band really killed it onstage, huh?

Heh, for all the weirdness in the Gung-Ho Guns, it seems like Midvalley and Hoppered get along pretty decently.

Ohhh, is this flashing between present time and when Midvalley was recruited?

Knives looks eerily similar to Vash here. His expression is almost kind. He looks like Vash when Vash is tired.

Dude. Midvalley. This is not a good way to live one's life.

Midvalley might have saved his bandmates' lives by telling them to stand down. He might be belittling himself for not noticing a bad deal when it comes his way, but in this flashback, it seems like he actually did recognize it, and perhaps just didn't know what to do about it.

Knives, knife collector. I like it.

I like how in the spread of the Gung-Ho guns here, Wolfwood's cross is unmistakable. Just in case for some reason the reader forgot, they're taking the time to remind you that this is where Wolfwood was some volumes back. Though, notably, Wolfwood himself doesn't appear to be in this shot? Or at least not recognizably. There's a lot going on here so maybe I'm just not seeing it....

Midvalley understands that someone interested in genociding the human race isn't going to stop once his elite chosen have wiped out the last of the others. He knows his life is forfeit as soon as the job is done. And he has no idea how to get out of this deal.

Eyyy, it's sopping wet cat Legato!

There we go. The reveal of what exactly Wolfwood's role is in all this, as assigned by Knives himself. I'm sure this will bode well in the long-term for Vash and Wolfwood's relationship and nothing bad will happen to either of them because of it.

Hahahaha, Legato didn't know. He feels left out. Unlike Midvalley, he somehow thinks he might be of value to Knives. He wants to be of value to Knives so bad. And it just makes him more of a monster.

Ah, Midvalley didn't manage to save is band after all....

Some part of him really, really wants to take out Knives. Even if the attempt will kill him.

For some reason, I suspect Knives knows Midvalley's feelings on this. I think Vash would know if their positions were switched. And Knives can figure it out, too.

I'm gonna pretend Wolfwood is jealous of Rem, this unknown woman who Vash is obsessed with, because he's misreading the situation and overly attached to Vash.

"A few million miles without water." LOL

Wolfwood's brain is too far in work mode right now. Stop it, Wolfy.

I hope that car is the girls.

YUUUUUUUUSSSSSS

Meryl flaunting her water as they drive by is priceless.

Heh. No more solo missions for the Gung-Ho Guns against Vash. They're losing too many of their numbers that way.

Archive

Trigun Volume 1: Covers + 1-3, 3 Detailed Thoughts, 4, 4 DT, 5-6, 5-6 + DT, 6 DT, 7-8, 9-10 || Volume 2: Covers + Extras, 1, 1 Supplemental Research, 2-4, 5-6, 7-8

TriMax Volume 1: Covers + 1-2, 2 DT, 3-4, 3 DT, 5-6 || Volume 2: Covers + 1, 2-4, 5, 6-7 || Volume 3: Covers + 1-3, 4-5, 6-7

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Storm here! 🌩 Tysm for the tag @27-royal-teas! <3 I haven't done a tumblr meme thing in forever! And I don't really have any friends on this blog so I don't have anyone to tag, but if you're a writer who follows me, consider yourself tagged! (And also come be my friend)

This got long! I talk too much! Answers are below the cut!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

So I have two accounts lol, because for some reason I decided to make a separate RPF account even though I have other embarrassing things on main account anyway?? Anyway, I currently have 100 fics on my main and 5 on my RPF account.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Across both accounts, 379,693 words for an average of 3.6k per fic. Longfic? I don't know her.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I usually write for one fandom at a time, but I will revisit/cycle through fandoms. Currently it's Fall Out Boy. Previously, I was writing some MCU stuff (mostly Spider-Man). Also wrote a handful of Good Omens stuff back when S1 came out. I have the most fics posted for Haikyuu (volleyball manga/anime) lol.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Oops I only have 5 fics so far on my RPF account and I'm still debating whether I want this account directly linked to my main.

But I will take this opportunity to tell anyone who needs it not to put too much stock into kudos!! Kudos count relies on a lot of factors, but a big two are fandom/ship size and when you post the fic relative to the height of the fandom's activity. (Getting in early with a fic right after a new movie/season/etc. comes out so you're one of the first fics for the New Thing can be huge too.)

External validation is obviously very nice but if you rely too much on it, you're not gonna have a good time.

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

Comments make my entire life and I always want to respond to them, but I inevitably fall off because the brain energy isn't there, and I keep putting it off, and putting it off, and putting it off, and then it feels too late. But seeing as I only have 5 fics on my RPF account, I recently went and responded to everything, even if it was years late. In the past few weeks I've actually gotten responses to some comments I left on fics like 3 years ago so it inspired me, haha.

I myself am not always good at leaving comments (continuous goal to get better at it), so I really appreciate the people who take the time to leave kind comments for me and I want to express that appreciation.

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

I don't usually write angsty fic... I'm too softhearted. That said, I have made a few forays into angst, but Your Mileage May Vary on which one is the angstiest. Is it the major character death? Is it the one where they're soulmates with the last words they'll say to each other written on their skin, and in the end it's not death that separates them, but their own inability to have a functional relationship with each other?

Or is it the one I didn't even think was super angsty and tagged "bittersweet ending" but then it made a bunch of people cry? I'm still like "...my bad" about that one lmao.

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

Fluff is my lifeblood and almost all of my fics have a happy ending. I couldn't tell you which was the happiest, haha. Again, I'm incredibly softhearted, and also a big sap. I cannot deny this!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thinking very hard... I have been posting fic for............. several years so it is possible I am forgetting something but nothing comes to mind! I have always felt too relatively unknown for haters, which is just fine by me.

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

"What kind" lol. What does that even mean. Listen, my kink is holding hands during sex and being ❤️ in love ❤️ (I mentioned I'm a softhearted sap, right??)

Sometimes I might explore some light kink but nothing too hardcore imo.

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

Again, I've been writing/posting fic for several years, so I could be forgetting something, but I don't remember ever writing a true crossover. Though in my personal definition of fandom terms, crossover = characters from fandom A meet characters from fandom B. I have written a few fusion AUs in my time (characters from fandom A existing in the world of fandom B), which you could say falls under the crossover umbrella. For example, I've written Kingdom Hearts characters in a Pacific Rim AU and Haikyuu characters in Dragon Age AU.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of. Though I did once see (this was a SUPER long time ago) someone repost my fic on tumblr the same day I posted it on FFN, even though I also posted the full text of the fic on tumblr myself. They credited my FFN account, at least, but like. Hey. Don't do that.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, I've had some fics translated into various languages! It's definitely an honor that people want to share some of my stuff in other languages and take the time to do that translation work. I try to ask people keep translations on AO3 but it hasn't always succeeded so there are some translations of my works floating around on foreign language fic sites... Ah well.

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

I successfully co-wrote one (1) fic with one of my friends years ago. I've tried a few other times to co-write fics (including with the same person) but none of them ever finished... Co-writing fic is hard! Idk how to do it effectively. I've done a handful of fic/art collabs with my wife though!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I don't know that I have a single all-time favorite ship, but Peterick is definitely the current fave. I........ adore them. So much.

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

Listen, I am a hoarder of WIPs and a clinger to delusions that they will one day be finished. But okay, one of my peterick WIPs from 2016-2017 that I really liked but highly doubt I'll ever finish is a no-band, dating show AU where Pete is the eligible bachelor on a queer offshoot of the Bachelor/Bachelorette and Patrick (through machinations by Joe) ends up as a contestant on the show. Patrick is camera shy and does not want to be there, but he made a deal with Joe to stay til he was eliminated. Pete, who just went through a public and messy divorce with Ashlee, does not want to be there, but he was guilt-tripped into using his moderate fame to help bring viewership to the underfunded little queer show.

Pete finds out Patrick never wanted to be there in the first place and offers to eliminate Patrick. I will copy/paste the next bit from my gdoc:

"[...] pete’s like what if…i didn’t eliminate you and we just stayed friends and hung out and stuff and patrick finds himself agreeing bc pete’s a really nice dude and they have a lot of interests in common

But then Patrick keeps sticking around through the weeks and Patrick and Pete fall in love and both end up having separate private crises because they agreed to be friends. Patrick sees Pete spending time with other candidates and clearly being attracted to them and it sucks because now Patrick is in love with Pete and Pete isn’t considering him at all. Meanwhile Pete is having a good time with the other candidates and sure there’s lust there and even some like but he can’t stop thinking about how perfect Patrick is for him except for oh wait Patrick doesn’t even want to BE here and Pete was the one who convinced him to stay and now he’s fucking in love with him."

Blah blah blah, stuff happens, Pete eliminates Patrick in the last few weeks then when he has to make the choice between the final two candidates, calls Patrick and confesses to him instead, blah blah blah, happy ending.

Anyway. I wrote 11k of that fic and I was about 1/3 of the way through. It will never be finished. But now I've told you all about it and that's good enough, right?

16. What are your writing strengths?

Internal narration and emotions. Tightly focused fics that span 1-3 scenes. Spelling and grammar.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Longfic or fic with several scenes that take place over an extended stretch of time. Related to that, coming up with external plot events rather than just internal conflict HAHA. Describing the setting/environment so the characters don't just exist in a nebulous empty space.

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

As with most of my preferences re: fic, it depends on the execution. It can feel clunky and maybe even cringey, or it can feel natural and realistic. Just be intentional about how you're using it. Also, it always helps if you know a fluent speaker who can review it for you but understandably you may not always have someone like that.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Warrior... cats...

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

This is impossible to answer hahahaha. Certainly if we look at my main AO3. But if we're looking at my grand total of 5 (as of yet) RPF fics, I can say that I'm still quite fond of get us right (quitters never win), a fob AU fic where everything is the same but they all have minor superpowers, featuring empath!Patrick and telepath!Pete.

Aaaaand we are done! If you got this far, I am giving you cookies.

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Episode 11 Thoughts

Spoilers for TBB Season 2

It is day 873 without Echo and I am not thriving. 🤧

We unfortunately did not get the Rex and Echo centric episode that I was hoping for, but I still really liked this episode. So obligatory "I miss Echo" bit aside for now, let's get into it!

Mysterious smoky ship. Interesting. 🤔

Aside from the little electrical zaps, the first few seconds is very monochrome. I kind of love it.

Horror(ish) elements coming through very early on!

MOUNT TANTISS

Dr Hemlock!

Okay, so the hemlock people were right. Dr Parsnip would've been kinda funny though. 🤣

Ngl, the way they were hiding his face, I thought that there was going to be something about his face worth hiding.

There wasn't.

Unless Dr Hemlock is someone that's been sent before? 🤔 I don't remember anyone by that name. 😅

Nala Sé has appeared!

Omg Cid is such a bitch. 🤬

JUST DITCH HER!

Wrecker nodding along to each percentage then seeing Hunter's unimpressed look and going into angry mode. 😭

Interesting to see Omega, who has always been the first to help Cid, turning as well.

I get very stressed when Tech goes off by himself somewhere. He's already broken a leg this season. 😬

Tech wouldn't have to go off by himself if Echo was here. 🥲

The squad feels so empty without Echo and Cross. 😭

This episode is spooky. I like it!

There was me thinking it was a weird Zillo hybrid. Turns out that's just what small Zillobeasts look like.

Saying that, THE ZILLOBEAST IS BACK!!!

Completely forgot we got a glimpse of it in the trailer. 🤣

Tech looks so adorable. 🥰

Another Omega and Tech team up!!!

There is a lot of Hunter piloting the Marauder this season.

Omega being a little nerd is so personal to me. Science girlies rise!!!

Although I guess it was less of a choice for her. 🥲

But she's a smart bean and I love her.

HOW QUICKLY IS THAT THING GROWING?!

FORGET INDESTRUCTIBLE ARMOUR DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT COULD MEAN FOR SCIENTIFIC DISCOVERIES

RAPID CELL DIVISION = POSSIBILITIES OF FINDING NEW THINGS FOR ANTI CANCER RESEARCH AND-

I'm getting ahead of myself. Oops. 😅

Although I will say this...

HOW??? I know it's Star Wars but that thing grows that quickly off energy??? What???

I just realised I forgot to mention the arm from earlier.

Yeah... the arm hanging out of the mouth.

Ew.

Anyway back to where we were! 🤣

Omega having to turn off the machines so that Tech will actually leave. 🤣

Zillibeast laser? Interesting. 🤔

Is that likely a giant bacta tank or just a random fluids container?

These poor people just lost all their electricity because of the zillobeast and now they're being forced to leave?!

I feel so bad for them. 😭

So many Commandos this episode. 🤨

I just love Wrecker leaning on things with his arms crossed. 🥰

I wanna give that man a hug.

He would give good hugs.

ECHO AND REX MENTION!!!

We have to be seeing those boys soon. Come on. 🥲

They're definitely all still in touch with each other though which makes me happy. 🥰

Is that Scorch?

Suspected that Lama Su would still be alive!

NOPE NOPE NOPETY NOPE NOPE NOPE

WE ARE NOT GOING AFTER OMEGA

NOPE

Anyway, overall thoughts are that I really liked this episode! The spooky vibes were really fun and I was glad to see some more of the zillobeast!

Felt like a pretty even split of dialogue across the Batchers today, and we got some new characters as well. I think it was well balanced! Not the Echo and Rex episode I was hoping for, but still very enjoyable. 😄

BUT NEXT EPISODE IS A CROSSHAIR EPISODE AND I CAN'T WAIT!!! I MISS THAT GRUMPY TOOTHPICK SO MUCH!

Anyway, I'm gonna have to disappear for a few hours while I avoid Mando spoilers 😅, but I can't wait to see what everyone thinks of the episode later!

[thebansacredbanned]

Tagged by @wishthefish!

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

123... somehow... oh wait i know how its bc i did whumptober

2) What's your total AO3 word count?

392,687

3) What fandoms do you write for?

Currently: The Untamed/MDZS, Nirvana in Fire, A League of Nobleman, The Blood of Youth [screaming, crying, trying please i need more people to write tBoY fic my crops are dying], The Disguiser [sometimes]. I'm also working on a few ideas for Mysterious Lotus Casebook which I finished last week

4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

So these are all from back when I was actually writing the most popular pairing for a popular fandom, as opposed to now where I'm either writing the Rarest of rare-pairs or for fandoms that have <100 english fics so:

Yellow Petals - The Witcher, Geraskier, hanahaki

I Would Know Him In Death (At The End of the World) - Les Mis, E/R, les amis are reincarnated greek heroes

Butter-cup of Tea - The Witcher, Geraskier, round robin me and @nemainofthewater wrote together that I'm sure had a plot

as I reckon with the effects of your life on mine - The Witcher, Jaskier & Valdo Marx, another one by me and Nemain where I wrote Jaskier's letters and Nemain wrote Valdo Marx's

Know the Water's Sweet but Blood is Thicker - The Witcher, Jaskier is Calanthe's brother, yikes I never finished that one oops

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

I try to (sometimes I forget though lol)! It feels nice to have some kind of interactions with other fans, plus that's how I made friends with @wishthefish so there's always a risk chance of getting to know people ;P

6) What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

hahhaahahahahahahaahahahhah

ummmm all of them?

it's probably 'You left me here behind, do you not care?' which has very little room for any hope at all come the end

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

this is actually harder than the angst one, somehow. like happy? are any of truly happy??

I'm restricting it to things I wrote this year and I'm going to say As we walk with the sun hand in hand from the wreck, which is the 'happy ending' stem of the Xuyao choose your own adventure thing I was working on this year

8) Do you get hate on fics?

I did once, but it was for a fandom I was already over in a work I wasn't like 100% sold on anyway and I found it kind of funny

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

No but as I put in a group chat the other day "every day i inch closer to writing porn and i am not happy about it".

To be fair I don't think I'll ever write full-blown smut, and generally I find that, for what I'm writing at least, having things left implied is better bc then people can imagine whatever they want (and I don't have to write it)

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

I do in fact have a NiF/Untamed bodyswap crossover in my docs which I either need to write more of or decide that I'm not going to write any more of and just post as is

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have! There's a French translation of I Would Know Him in Death (At the End of the World)!

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

I have several co-written fic with @nemainofthewater - we share a braincell so it's always a lot of fun

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

See that's a. that's a question that I'm finding WAY harder to answer than it should be.

Probably E/R (Enjolras/Grantaire) from Les Miserables. Like R is still my tumblr/ao3 picture (and my phone home screen), I might now actually be in the fandom so much any more but forever in my heart etc

15) What's a wip that you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Oh man I just went on my posted works on ao3 and I have a les mis fencing au that I last updated in 2020. That's never going to to happen

16) What are your writing strenghts?

Lets see how much angst I can fit in a very small amount of words 😈

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

I struggle finishing anything longer than about 2k which is a pain bc I have lots of ideas that deserve a lot more words than I can focus on writing for them

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

It's cool when people do it (especially if they have hover-ovre translations)! I haven't ever tried and am unlikely to any time soon

19) First fandom you wrote for?

Turn! (actually the first fandom I wrote for was Hamilton but that never saw the light of day and NEVER WILL)

I'm going to tag @nemainofthewater @luzzeagain @woobifiedvillain and anyone else who feels like it!

[applesandbannas747]

For the fic writer ask, 10, 34 and 38?

ahh!! thank you for playing more silly ask games with meee <33

10. How do you decide what to write?

whatever makes my brain go brrrr. lmfao I have a million ideas that collect in my brain (and then get jotted down in notes lest I forget them all), and then from them I'll kinda pick what to write based on a couple of things: interest level at the moment of choosing, ship, length, and genre.

Biggest thing that indicates something will be written immediately is when I start composing scenes in my head while falling asleep or zoning out--that usually means it's Time to work on that project, but that's not always how things get picked.

I do try (and I used to be better at it) to stagger my fics in a way that keeps my readers happy/interested. So I try to even out the Nichoji v Eugesse ratio I write, meaning if I just finished a long Eugesse fic, I'd look to choose from a Nichoji idea. And generally when I'm working on longer projects, little ones will pop up to keep the crops diversified in my brain and all that--and those ones always kinda happen on whims/accident and then get stored away for months/years until I have a posting gap they can fill. And genre lmfaooo it was my intention to give people realistic fiction between my fantasy bullshit but that particular criterion has been given up on and I've just accepted it at this point

34. What aspects of your writing are inspired by/taken from your real life?

ooo I've said it before but my love for my family and relationship with my siblings really influences the way I write the Labaos--none of the Labao children are based on me or any of my siblings and none of the relationships were copy pasted onto them, but the strong basis of love and bullshittery everything is built on is from my life. and of course the mental illness do be sneaking into all the Fence boys lmfao oops

38. Did any of your fics get surprisingly popular (whatever that means to you)? Which ones? Why do you think they were so successful?

honestly fucking baffled in the best way when my things get popular lmfao i still can't believe people like some of my stories so much! There's probably four that I think completely surprised me

Fairy Bound gained a lot of fans I was not expecting, especially given the size of the fandom (it's not super big and I thought it had died out a lot more than it has because it's older) and the controversy of the ship (human/fairy with large age gap, you know the drill). I think one of the reasons it got so popular is because of it being a T-rated and longer fic for the ship when most of the longer fics for them were M or E and so it filled a niche? Also it was canon compliant (at least until the sequel series came out...but i don't really see those as canon anyway so my thing still fits into the OG canon yknow?)

More was my very first Fence fic that I wrote because I could not find ANY Nichoji kissing fics and wanted those fuckers to kiss. Which, I think, is why other people liked it, but I was so surprised (in a good way) with how many people commented on it and wanted to read more. It remains my most-kudo'd fence fic, which has honestly got to be from its time accumulating those kudos XD but it makes me smile whenever I get a new kudos on it because it's nice to know that people still like it since it was what jumpstarted my time in the fence fandom

Can't Get Over You is one that baffled me for ages because I had a great time writing it, but I don't think it's my strongest fic by far...and then I realized that maybe other people are as terrible as I am and enjoy the trope of Nick fucking up really bad being mean to Seiji and making him cry, then having to spend ages getting him to believe he loves him. Sometimes makes me wonder if I should post more with that trope or if it would be too upsetti spegetti XD

And then Promised Things I seriously didn't expect to get much traction, and yet, it surpassed Truths, my until-then legacy fic...Turns out business romance is a whole genre that people do be enjoying but I just thought I was being boring because how does 'businessman au' sound appealing to anyone at all except the dumb asshole who wrote it??? also i made so many lingerie jokes in that one and am still delighted that y'all just let me get away with it

[molochka-koshka]

9 Ship Songs

Got tagged by @cassynite to do this!!! Music tag games my beloved uwu

I feel bad tagging people twice in one day so just do this if you'd like to heheh

I was kind of torn between Aldis x Ulbrig or Tristo x Sosiel, because I have a handful of songs for both but not a t o n for either, so I went with both and split it up very unevenly between the two heheh

I would throw Venna x Daeran in there too but I developed them the least oops

Tristo x Sosiel:

Unknown/Nth by Hozier

Funny how true colours shine in darkness and in secrecy If there were scarlet flags, they washed down in the mind of me Where a blinding light shone on you every night And either side of my sleep Where you were held frozen like an angel to me

Gold Satin Dreamer by Nicole Dollanganger

Colors fade from my memories and even though Other faces I forget Yours is carved out of stone Trying to take you out of me is Trying to get smoke out of wood

In Dreams by Ben Howard

Oh, in dreams I have lain in sin Just to be the cracked and the cared for How can I ask, ask for more?

Devil's Backbone by The Civil Wars

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what do I do? I've fallen for someone who's nothing like you He's raised on the edge of the devil's backbone Oh I just wanna take him home

Spiracle by Flower Face

I want the parts of you you only show To the corner of your bathroom mirror I want the parts of your hand-grenade heart That beat slowly with anger and fear

I want the parts of you you only show To the birds outside your bedroom window I want the teeth that you lost as a child That you hide in a box under your pillow

Can I Believe You by Fleet Foxes

It never got less strange Showing anyone just a bare face If I don't, well, nothing will change Staying under my weather all day Can I believe you when you say I'm good?

Aldis x Ulbrig:

Union Stone by Phildel

You know even stones change shape in time, Willingly they compromise And the sacrifice is mine, For your eyes, Cos the feeling you bring home, Is comfort in the coldest stone

in the darkness by mxmtoon

For a long time, I would sit alone and think That I'm better off all by myself, even if I sink But you found me And you helped me see the light The dim fluorescent flicker In a dark, defeated night

I've had my fair share of losing And I've hung on by a thread Within meaning and the memories Gained friends and wrote some melodies

Fair by The Amazing Devil

She promises to fight them all when it all becomes too much And he, he curses at the world for leaving him behind, and he's falling out of touch And she is stronger than he's ever been, he knows And she brushes her hand through his hair, he's got so much fucking hair And he holds her close just to keep the world at bay

[obi-wkenobi]

Oops I accidentally upset myself with all this anti-obikin stuff lol it’s kinda funny how seriously some people take it all but I’m very sensitive the thought that some people think we are the worst humanity has to offer kinda stings

oh anon, i'm sorry to hear that 😔i can only say what has already been said, ignore and block them. i know that isn't helpful for after you've seen the lash back, but the sooner you're able to put such people from your thoughts, the better. it's also worth remembering that though there are some people who have such egregious views of us, the majority of people don't, imo anyway. i've found that people usually keep their boundaries and leave us be.

also, lets not forget that obikin is a popular ship. 10k people follow the tag on tumblr, and it is the second most popular ship in the prequel era according to ao3. i know thousands of people aren't coming to the ships defense, but i always find solace in the fact that there are incomparably more people who ship obikin or are indifferent to it than there are those who are outright antis.

i hope you have a better day anon, and know that many of us cherish you and your love for this ship! 💙

[fstbmp-a]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑.

𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞. mirth!

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬. she/they

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. i prefer discord but i'm also picky with giving it out so.. oops!

𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞(𝐬). olympia, amy and shadow are the ones that are rattling around in my head the most right now but really all my muses are active - it just comes down to if i can write them haha...

𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞/𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 (𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬/𝐲𝐞��𝐫𝐬?). oh gosh... it's been AGES. i know i've been writing on tumblr since about 2010-2011, but even before I was writing in some capacity... 16-ish years, maybe? somewhere in that ballpark I'dd wager.

𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝. gaiaonline (don't look at me dear god), deviantart (STOP LOOKING), skype, discord and here!

𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. fuck, man, just all the friends i've made thanks to rping. my strongest friend group wouldn't even EXIST if I didn't chance upon them through writing on tumblr and i'll never ever forget that.

𝐫𝐩 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 / 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬. oh this is gonna sound pretentious af... i think people take too much value in romantic shipping and the ilk over other forms of relationships. friendships, rivalries, outright enemies? they all have the potential to cause exponential growth in a character - heck usually more than a romantic relationship!!! (also other stuff but that one would require its own post but we'll see).

𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭.  uh! curveball: fight threads. i love 'em. it's genuinely something i enjoy, thinking up the choreography of a fight and trying to put that down to words. it's really exhilarating if done right; seeing the ebb and flow of fighters in combat. but! from the options given? i couldn't really pick between fluff and angst. they both serve different purposes and personally they're incomparable to me.

𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬. uhm! a lot of my stuff is spur of the moment. i live for plots and such but usually it ends up just going down to what naturally comes from interactions. memes are fun though!!! like i said they can start off real serious plots of their own.

𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬. hm.. i don't mind short replies too much but i'm usually a fan of at least 3-4 short paras minimum? i can do novella too but it's shockingly one of my weakest traits despite how long i've written for. i start getting self-conscious and can't properly backread my own work to proofread anymore after a certain point. but!! novella stuff is also my favorite to write when i can manage it so! who knows.

𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞. hm, i don't have a best time really. it's too sporadic to properly say.

𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞(𝐬). i. don't believe so, actually? but who knows, people see me a lot differently than I see myself jsabd

tagged by: @earthssprout (hi! we really need to write sometime i love ari sm)

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[narrators-journal]

Can I get a hunter x hunter match up!:)

I want a male character

Im a girl

So basically how I look physically , I wear bangs on my face and have a pony tail on the side with all my hair going down but sometimes I like having two buns or two pig tails cause I like looking cute. Im asian , 5,2. Black long hair , I like to wear scrunchies or hair bows and I like girly dresses , skirts and crop tops. Im have social anxiety , its very hard for me to make friends cause it scares me , Im artistic(I like to draw and sketch) and I like anime.

I like eatting candy and I like stuff toys so I guess you can say I am a bit childish.

Im a bit chubby cause I like eatting but its not noticable

Im introverted and Im not interested in talking to most people cause I find them boring but I have a close friend group , Im usually stand off-ish with people but if we are close I make a lot of dirty jokes and im very playful and light hearted but again half the time I will be introverted. I like deep conversations , talking about feelings and philosophical things and Im self conscious of how I look and im insecure but I dont tell anyone unless we are close. I like deep emotional connections , Im an INFP

I really like physical affection , I like PDA.

I'm idealistic and I day dream a lot about romance and etc but Im not a hopeless romantic.

I have an inner world in my mind.

I like helping my close friends out.

I don't like small talk.

I want to make friends but my anxiety is a lot

I get jealous of others a lot and I need to be nurtured

I want someone to focus on me than other people and don't forget im there when im around people cause in groups Im quiet.

I want someone to care about me and nurture my feelings a lot and I like feeling valued.

I make very lewd jokes and I make some other jokes others may laugh at or find me weird

I really like positive people because I look up to them and I think their cool but I want someone with emotional depth to talk about deep inner emotions

I can also tell when someones upset or sad simply because I can based off of body language.

I like being there for others even though sometimes I dont know what to do , im very emotionally nurturing , I like spending time with people I love a lot.

I also live in a fantasy world in my mind and I love music and I like making people see me as attractive or act playful and bubbly cause it boosts my self esteem and makes me feel hot

Sometimes I can be too quiet but it depends on my mood , I dislike most people cause I view them as "Normal"

I tend to procrastinate

(15 and I dont care who you ship me with cause I drool over guys like hisoka any day but dont ship me with gon or killua cuzz thats not gooood)

Oof, this came out longer than I originally planned. Oops lol.

So! This was dangerously close to being Hisoka since he'd very much like your childish habits and quieter side. However, Hisoka is a stray cat at best and he's an absolute manwhore. He likes powerful people and monogomy just does not fit that energy.

So, instead you get Leorio! Leorio is goofy and childish enough to match your dirty humor and not be put off by stuffed toys, PDA, or anything like that, but he's also got a ton of wisdom and compassion within him. He's seen some fucked up shit, and he's still fighting to be a doctor to help those in similar situations to him and his old friend, so he's got plenty to discuss.

One downside is he probably wouldn't stick to you in a crowd if he's having a lot of fun. He's a bit of an extrovert, he enjoys going out and chatting with people and making friends, so he can sometimes get caught up in that fun. However, he wouldn't completely forget you. So long as you stick near him, he'll give you openings to be included, and he'd probably help you to meet new people too.

He's also, naturally, very capable of being nurturing. He's got very much a big brother energy honed by his friendship with Gon and his desire to be a doctor, but on top of that he's just very good at helping you grow. Keeping you on task to stave off procrastination, helping with self-confidence, helping you make friends easier, all of that. He's a good match for you.

[longeyelashedtragedy]

šejan & uhhhh serard & old gay 1/2 lolol

OH BOY WELL

šejan is one of the most ships ever and also somehow reminds me of xhakarteta in some weird visceral way that i can't totally articulate yet. šejan is just so good and it breaks my heart that they don't do lajvs anymore? š and deki are so different yet when they're together they are in sync, vibing, finishing each other's šentences and laughing unstoppably in a way that must feel so unreal for them. seeing such pure HAPPINESS and comfort is truly wild. i feel like a lot of adults stop feeling that way. i love how their looks are so different, and š is mysterious while dej is such an open, messy book, and yet š seems to be the one with the confidence i would say, while dej reminds me of myself with such a weird mix of self-assuredness and being lost and always seeking someone, something. oops getting into mare liberum territory Anyway šejan is and will always be one of the best! people wish their ships were this ship!

omg serard! ok well FIRST of all this is unrelated to serard itself but i'm pist at sergio bc i was just finally seeing why he was hot bc he'd grown his hair long, and he just cut it. JAIL. ANYWAY, uh, i mean serard is just SO much fun, god, it never has to get to dramatic and weepy (at least not if you're me anyway), and it's just two macho sports bro assholes bantering yet somehow also having feelings they'd never fully be able to admit or act on. that 'enemies and lovers at once' trope is just so fucking good. Also, PK is my favorite football POV so there's that. now, the concept of trashy sergio being really offended by PK and taking shakira's side is fun to explore as well. (i also feel like there are aspects of their relationship that would be very interesting to write more about--them representing two very different parts of the country, and all that this means--but we don't want to get into "J squared visits the cambodian killing fields" vibes on ao3 lol). idk serard is a blast to write. i do hope i can continue to write it, especially since big fuckup cheater PK is somehow even more fun to write about than regular PK.

old gay 1/2: uh my heart breaks for them that now they live on totally different CONTINENTS!!!!!! (i forget if i told you, suarez signed for a team back home in uruguay) always will be my fav messi ship in my heart sorry guys. they were just so fucking old and gay and bitchy and cliquey at barça and it was so satisfying.

[tsarisfanfiction]

3. 14. J. U. 🙃

Sorry this is a bit late, rl slammed me kinda hard last weekend...

I'll admit I'm guessing which numbered ones you're referencing because there were two numbered lists on the same day, oops, but as one of them needed a specific fic referenced I'm hoping I've got the right list!

3) Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?

Hmm... there are a few tropes around that I'm less fond of - ABO springs to mind immediately, as well as coffee shop AUs - but honestly I am a big fan of deconstructing and twisting tropes so if given the incentive and requisite curiosity of "I wonder how this would go if..." I don't think there's any trope that I would say I'd never write (I once said I'd never write a genderbend, then one happened, so...) I'm less likely to write most romance-based tropes, though, mostly because romance isn't something I generally enjoy writing quite so much.

14) What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across?

Oof, that's a hard one. There's quite a few I ignore for one reason or another, mostly because I've reached the point where I write how I write and throwing something different into the equation is just gonna mess me up, but I wouldn't necessarily say they're bad because what works (or not) for me doesn't mean it doesn't (or does) work for someone else. We're all unique people, our minds work in unique ways, and different tips and tricks therefore work on all of us.

One that has screwed me over a few times though is "write at least x words a day". "x" varies, but for me I find that if I can't write that day, trying to force it just makes me hate everything, and then I feel guilty for not writing anything at all and it can take me a while to kick myself out of that and remind myself it's supposed to be a hobby. It's not a requirement, or a chore. This isn't school, or a job. This is something I do in my free time and I shouldn't force it.

J:  What’s your favourite fanfic trope?  Have you written it?

Back in the trope questions again, I see. I should admit that I'm actually bad at these because I can never actually identify "tropes" on demand, if that makes sense. I know a few core ones, but for the most part it's more "what sort of thing do I like?" and yes, I definitely write what I like! Caretaker needing to be taken care of is top of the list, probably, and anyone who reads my stuff will be very familiar with that creeping in!

That being said, if I had to pick a trope I haven't yet written but would like to experiment with one day... Soulmark AUs. They fascinate me, although (like Hanahaki Disease, another one I love to read) there's a prevalence of it being romantic soulmates in almost all the fics I've read, and I have a definite preference for platonic soulmates. But then again, I managed to write a familial Hanahaki, so maybe one day I'll manage to write a soulmark AU that fits both the trope and my own desire for more platonic/familial love fics taking centre stage.

U: Is there a pairing you would like to write, but haven’t tried yet.

Eh, if I'm honest I'm less fussed about writing ships and more platonic pairings, or ones that could fall either way (see: CaeJose from JJBA, which is a fandom I have yet to write for at all). And when we look at platonic relationships, oh there's so many I'd love to dabble in at some point.

That being said, I have just remembered one bizarre One Piece kinda crackship I came up with a few years ago and thought that I might write it but so far haven't... (it was gonna be a Wano arc AU and I thought it up before Wano happened... we're now the other side and needless to say "AU" doesn't even start to cover it ahaha)

Oh, and how could I forget Kaito/Aoko from Detective Conan/Magic Kaito. Admittedly I have something half-baked sat in my drafts so technically I have written something for them, but I've not finished anything worth posting for them. Then again, I've also yet to write any Shinichi/Ran or Heiji/Kazuha, either.

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