#i know i hyperlinked the old fics but. please do not read them <3

[apomaro-mellow]

you really need to get on ao3. i dont know anyone who reads 10+ part fanfics by clicking through hyperlinks until they reach the first part or whatever. youre a great writer, but no one is gonna read your work while its in 30 different posts on tumblr that we have to either open in 30 different tabs on a desktop, or manage to click through and not lose your place in while on mobile because tumblr doesnt save your place like a seperate ao3 tab does. please get on ao3 because i would love to read your fics but i refuse to click through *10+ tumblr posts* to read it, knowing the app could just refresh and i have to do all of that work over again.

I re-read this like 3 times trying to figure out what was wrong with this and I think I figured it out. There's this sense of entitlement that just doesn't sit right with my spirit. You warn me that "no one" will read fics that are dozens of posts in but King and Prince part 20 has comments and reblogs that say otherwise.

I could just tell you to get good because no one else seems to be having any issues finding my fics and the ones that do know how to navigate their way through this site. But I don't know you anon. You could be someone in their 70s with limited computer literacy. Or you could be a thirteen year old who just received their first laptop and doesn't know where to start.

You're asking me to hold your hand and so I will give you that grace and oblige.

Now if you go to my blog the first thing you will see is my pinned post with-what's this? All of my Stranger Things fics!

All present to be bookmarked, liked, or otherwise saved for your convenience. But you want AO3 specifically. Now let's say you've somehow missed the titles that have links to AO3 next to them. Well, when I like someone on tumblr, the first thing I'd do is go to AO3 and see if they have an account there. You see most sites have this nifty little function:

Hey, that username looks familiar. Anyway ignore that. I want you to focus on that ovular shape. In that, you can look up anything you desire. Lucky for you, I've got a rather unique name. Even just putting in "apomaro" and you get this

Odd that it says only 3 found, but not everyone and everything can be perfect. We're all still learning, even computers. But anyway, I think you can figure out the rest. Just in case though. You'll want to click the author's name (next to "by") and presto!

You've found that AO3 that you said I should get. Sure is a good thing I made it *checks notes* nine years ago just in case this happened.

Anyway, happy reading!

[newtedison]

tagged by @fearlessjournalism thanks worstie

what's your all-time favorite ship?

do i need to say it again. how many times must i vocalize my crimes. it’s newtmas. i’m so sorry class. i wish i was more exciting

how many works do you have on ao3?

13! which is more than i ever thought i would write lol

what's your total ao3 word count?

212,991.....good god. i know that’s not a lot compared to other people but it’s a lot to me lol

what are your top five fics by kudos?

Therapy Dogs and Comic Books (by a landslide), 2 A.M. Phone Calls (why), The Watch Tower (whyyy), Therapy Dogs and Comic Books: The Ficlets (girl help), In the Dark (WHY)

do you reply to comments, why or why not?

for my first few fics i did. then (and this will sound like a flex) with therapy dogs the amount of comments became so overwhelming that i had to pick and choose which ones to reply to? which led to me not replying to every one for a while even after that, but now i’m back to replying to everything. i like it better this way, i think it shows appreciation for the people who not only read but made the effort to comment, and then it also makes me feel like my stuff is actually being read lol

fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

i feel like it has to be 250 because it’s literally just a drabble of that scene from newt’s POV, so.

fic you've written with the happiest ending?

it’s gotta be Therapy Dogs and Comic Books: The Ficlets because it was literally a follow-up fic just to say “and they lived happily ever after.” enough people had commented wanting a sequel that i felt like i had to make one, and i couldn’t think of another way to end it. now every fic i write is basically anti- that where the ending is either bittersweet or ambiguous lol

do you write crossovers?

no, i’ve pretty much only ever written for and about the maze runner

have you ever received hate on a fic?

nah, i’ve gotten some critique comments and stuff but no outright hatred as far as i’m aware of

do you write smut? if so what kind?

i’ve never written full smut, i have a lead-up to sex scene in one fic and some...kithing :o in another but i don’t feel comfortable writing (or honestly reading) full smut

have you ever had a fic stolen?

again not as far as i know. my early fics can be stolen and i wouldn’t care tho lol

have you ever had a fic translated?

yes, actually! 2 A.M. Phone Calls was translated in French by a sweetheart named Mathiiel! no idea why someone would want to do that but i think it’s so neat

have you ever co-written a fic before?

i haven’t co-written anything but i did a reverse bang in 2019 where i wrote a fic (knight in dull armor) based on someone’s gifset so that’s sort of similar? 

what’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

i don’t actively start any fics i never intend to finish. i’ve written random one-shot drabbles here and there but i never go into those with the intention of making them a full fic. if i had to say anything i would say that i really wanted to write a Grease au for a long time just bc it’s my favorite movie but there’s really no logical way to make it work lol

what are your writing strengths?

none. hope this helps <3

genuinely i don’t know. i don’t understand how my writing process works i just black out and wake up with a google doc ready. i’ve gotten compliments on dialogue and worldbuilding so i guess i’ll say that, even if i don’t get it lol

what are your writing weaknesses?

actually writing lol

i don’t know if it’s obvious for readers but i reeeeaaaally struggle with describing emotions. i think this stems from me as a person not knowing how to explain them about myself so it takes me a long time to translate emotions into text, and even then i’m usually not happy with it

what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

like...me doing it or...? because i only know english sadhjsad and i’m Not going to pretend otherwise (although i might need help with this current WIP for some parts lol) other people doing it i don’t have much experience reading so i don’t think i have an opinion 

what was the first fandom you wrote for?

i technically wrote a fic for Agents of Shield about Fitzsimmons. it was a short story for a class i took in high school. it exists on the internet but not my ao3 account for obvious reasons. other than that i’ve only ever written for tmr

what's your favorite fic you've written?

it has to be all we do is drive because i first conceptualized it literally 5 years ago, and i tried and tried to write it every year since i first came up with it until 2019-2020 when i finally sat down and figured it out. it is absolutely my magnum opus and i’m really proud of it. i do also love kenopsia but that fic is so fucking weird that i sort of look at it like my lab accident

tagging: @manako-no-yami @ambientdinostars @bbadlandd

[wutheringmights]

Can I be greedy and ask for all of the boys ? And any characters you have strong opinions on? Pretty please? With lots of cherries and chocolate on top? ( for the ask meme ofc)

Anon, I'll finish up all of the boys in the Chain just for you. And trust me, I have an Infinite Amount of Strong Opinions. You have no idea how Opinionated I Am.

If anyone is coming in late to this, here are the boys I have done already and a short summary of my thoughts (click the hyperlinks to get the full Opinion):

Warriors: he's best when he's the trashy anti-Link, and I like him so much

Twilight: kind of boring, but I have a soft spot for him anyway because you never forget your first

Wind: should have been aged up a little so that he can have that identity crisis I'm craving

This... gets long. Really long. 3-hours-of-work-long. Before you read, please note that even when I speak negatively about something, it’s not to diss anyone who does like the thing. I’m not vague posting or being passive aggressive. This is all written in good humor and good faith. 

That being said, let’s a-go!

-Sky-

What I love about them: He has one of the best character arcs of all the Links. I love that he starts off being lazy and kind of a jerk, but grows as a person because he wants to save his friend. And I love that he's truly the most courageous Link. He has no other successful hero of past or legacy to lean back upon to reassure him. He walked into that fight with Demise with no assurance from anyone that he would succeed. Yet, he does it anyway. Because he's a true hero and someone had to be one. And he's rewarded with a curse that he does not initially take seriously. He thinks he's saved everyone, yet he's cursed his spirit, possibly his bloodline, and his entire legacy of the kingdom of Hyrule into a doomed cycle of destruction. All because he dared to face evil incarnate. I love him.

What I hate about them: You know how I called Twilight boring? I should have saved that critique for Sky. LU Sky is actually the most boring interpretation of his character. All of his negative traits? Gone. All of his positives? Also gone. He's the blandest version of himself, and like Twilight, I now feel like I gotta add some spice to him to make him more interesting while still keeping him recognizable. Even so, he's still one of my favorite Links.

Favorite Moment/Quote: When he kicks Twilight's ass at sword fighting. That's stuff is *chef's kiss*

What I would like to see more focus on: You would think that there would be more angst out there about him realizing that he's actually been cursed, but it's still kind of hard to find. He's the Cursed Knight! The beginning of a terrible legacy! Imagine meeting a bunch of heroes for the first time, and instead of being relieved at having someone who understands your experiences, you're filled with horror at realizing that your victory was a false one. You didn't win. Your spirit will never be at rest. Imagine dealing with that realization for the rest of your life. You could never be at peace.

What I would like to see less focus on: I love that he loves his wife, but he's more just the fact that he's married, y'know? I would like to see a little less blind devotion to Hylia and Zelda, and more complicated feelings about being manipulated into being the hero.

Favorite pairing with: Sun/Link/Groose OT3! I have no reasoning behind this other than I like Groose and Groose definitely had a crush on SkSw Link.

Favorite friendship: I won't answer Groose again even if I want to, so I'll say Warriors. I cannot begin to describe how elite this friendship would be if you gave it a chance. They're just two boys dealing with unique positions of leadership and responsibility. They would probably even bond over being shitheads at different ends of the shithead spectrum. It's so good, okay?

NOTP: Ghirahim. I'm not too adverse to this one, but the ship hinges on whether you can redeem Ghirahim or not. In my opinion, Ghirahim is awesome because he's such a fun villain. Redeeming him ruins the fun.

Favorite headcanon: I have a whole life story planned out for Sky. Basically, he lives to be close to 500 years old by the power of the Triforce. He is the Link throughout the Era of Chaos who banishes the Dark Interlopers to the Twilight Realm and seals the Triforce in the Sacred Realm. He actually seals himself in the Sacred Realm as well to keep the Triforce safe, and he fought Ganondorf in when he broke in. Sky, like Time and Wind, does not get a happy ending.

-Four-

What I love about them: Four is origin of the heroes of Hyrule being known for being children. What a legacy to leave behind. He's such an interesting case of an incarnation of the Hero's Spirit, too. He fought Vaati, and he did his job so well that Demise's next incarnation had to be Ganondorf. Four did his job the best out of everyone, and it came at the cost of creating a magic sword that changed him permanently. I like to think that the Four Sword was not meant to split him, that it was a mistake he made with the design. And it's sad, isn't it? You made a defective sword, and like any good sword, it has a symbolic double edge. It gifted you with so much, and yet he can never be the same again. And his story is never well-remembered because it is overshadowed by the Links who fought the King of Evil. He's does so much, yet his legacy is underappreciated.

What I hate about them: I want to prepare you for this Opinion, because I know it's unpopular. Are you ready? Okay. I don't like the Colors. I'm sorry. I want to like them, but they don't interest me at all. Because they are parts of Four’s personality, they have to be one-note archetypes which does not make for exciting storytelling. I also haven't found a fic yet that has been from Four's POV that did the internal monologue of the Colors in a way that wasn't a pain in the ass to read. Maybe if someone can figure out how to do the Colors in a way that doesn't feel like a drag, I would like them more. But in the end, I think Four himself is more interesting than the Colors.

Favorite Moment/Quote: The fact that he didn't want to touch the Master Sword because he doesn't trust magic swords. That is every I need to know about his opinion on his own adventures.

What I would like to see more focus on: I want more of Four as Four. It's getting harder to find content of Four being his own person first and the Colors second.

What I would like to see less focus on: Four being the Colors first and his own person second. There is something about viewing Four as this cover identity for the Colors that doesn't feel right. There's a balance that needs to be strike between his ability to split, how that affects his every day life, and his own identity of being Four. I think I may have read one fic that hit that sweet spot for me, but still.

Favorite pairing with: Shadow. I'm such a sucker for befriending and falling for the enemy. That is all.

Favorite friendship: Dot! Their friendship is super cute. I like the idea of them being super close when they were younger and struggling to keep the friendship going as they age due to how much their paths in life diverge.

NOTP: This isn't necessarily a Four or an LU problem, but people who ship the Colors together? Bro. C'mon.

Favorite headcanon: I'm torn between two different Four and the Master Sword headcanons. On one hand, Four thinking that the Master Sword is just legend until he meets Sky and everyone else is just a fun idea. He sees the legendary sword for the first time and his mind is blown. On the other hand, I also like my Four with a side of hubris. What if he had the option on his quest to draw the Master Sword himself? What if he could tell that if he did that, the consequences would be terrible. He's not sure what would happen, but he knows it would be terrible. So he decided to make his own sword instead to disastrous results. Wouldn't that be tragic or what?

-Time-

What I love about them: Last winter, I did a two hour powerpoint for my friends about the Legend of Zelda timeline. During that powerpoint, I was rating every iteration of Link. What I said about the Hero of Time then holds true to my thoughts of LU Time now. Time is the original Link, more so than Sky in the lore and Legend/Hyrule in real life. Every other hero is a reflection of him. So the fact that his story is about the loss of childhood and the tragedy of that is incredible, and you can see those themes reflected in every other game. Moreso, he’s the only Link with a confirmed tragic ending. Not only does he end his life unsatisfied, but his adventure is failure on every timeline. In the adult timeline, Hyrule is swallowed by the sea. In the child one, Ganondorf returns again. In the fallen timeline, Hyrule fell. I like the idea since that the games themselves are the legends that are past down about each hero, Hylians have also remembered Time as a tragic figure. Yet, they also remember that the happy moments for his life come from small acts of kindness. Even someone as sad as him finds joy in helping others, even if it’s just to small deeds that will not be heralded as grand heroic quests. It’s beautiful.

What I hate about them: This is more about Mask than Time, but Mask is not an adult in a child’s body. He did not rewind time in Termina enough to be considered mentally an adult. He’s a young teenager at best, and that’s me being generous. He is a child who was forced to be an adult and despite the gods being done with him, he cannot conceive of ever having a childhood again. So he can say all he wants that he’s an adult, but he is not. That’s just what he thinks he is.

Favorite Moment/Quote: Anytime we get a flashback to him being a younger adult is great. I want to see more of his in this his early adulthood.

What I would like to see more focus on: I think I just want more of Time being... not a bad leader, but being an imperfect one. I honestly think he’s only the leader because he’s the oldest and enough of the heroes recognize the title of Hero of Time. But he is not the leader type, and he is struggling to keep it together and has to defer to Twilight and Warriors for help a lot. 

What I would like to see less focus on: I’m not the biggest fan of Dad!Time for any of the Links. He’s not emotionally ready for it. And I think he defaults to treating the boys like adults because that’s how he wanted to be treated when he was their age. 

Favorite pairing with: Malon. He has this great partnership of equal respect with her and it’s just. So good.

Favorite friendship: Linebeck. I know. This exists only in my head. But if these two ever meet, you cannot convince me that they would not get along swimmingly. It would be so good (once Linebeck gets over his crush on Time and stops hitting on him, of course).

NOTP: Child Timeline Zelda. Let me explain: I fully believe in Bi Time supremacy, and when in OoT, he definitely had a crush on Sheik. However, one of the worst parts of rewinding time and being in the child timeline is that Zelda is a completely different person now. They may have been friends in the other timeline, but her life experiences are completely different now. She is not the same person as he once knew. And it’s tragic to know someone as who they could have been, not as they are.

Favorite headcanon: After Termina, Time spent a lot of time with the Nabooru because out of everyone he knew, she’s the only who took him seriously even as a child. She has big older sister energy, and he considers her a part of his family. However, being treated as such made it easier for him to ignore his issues and put off his healing process by a few years.

-Legend-

What I love about them: Veteran of Heroes! What a freaking title. I love that he keeps on finding adventures, and that he keeps hustling. Even if he complains about never getting a break, you can tell that he loves helping others. He loves being on the road, never settling down, and finding adventure after adventure. Honestly, if any of the Links had a calling to be a hero, it’s him. Is he tired? Sure. Is he a little jaded after having saved Hyrule and a bunch of other kingdoms multiple times? Yes. But at the end of the day, he likes being a hero. This is who he is. His complaining is not genuine; he just plays the martyr because, at this point, he’s earned the right to.

What I hate about them: If you can’t tell by now, I have a, uh, different interpretation of Legend from popular canon. Fandom Legend is not right to me. He is unrecognizable. It is hard to write him because I feel like I have to balance what other people think Legend should be versus how I think he is. The people who are big Legend enjoyers probably feel the same way about my version of Warriors, and that’s fine. I’m not going to gel with every character and I don’t expect everyone to gel with how I see characters either. It’s goes both ways, y’know.

Favorite Moment/Quote: I like how subtly he tried to approach the Wolfie problem at first, trying to ask questions and get more proof before confronting Twilight. It’s a good touch.

What I would like to see more focus on: If I had to choose one thing, it’s this one throw away line about him never wanting to settle down. I’m telling you, folks! He likes his lifestyle! And did you see him when he does presenting the origins of the hero? He’s not bitter about being a hero! Legend is moody, but he is not angsty about the whole hero thing. Have fun with him please!

What I would like to see less focus on: If you can’t tell by now, Legend is my least favorite Link. There is a lot I want to see less of, but just to name one thing, it’s the headcanon that Fable is his sister. I live and die by common born Link, and whether he’s a legitimate heir or the royal bastard, I am more than bored with the persistent Prince!Legend content.

Favorite pairing with: Marin. It’s a good tragic story and I like it well enough. She’s cute, and he’s cute with her.

Favorite friendship: Warriors. I’m with everyone else on these two have peak sibling energy. They tease and pick on each other, but only they are allowed to mess with each other. They’re each other’s bully, and it’s always good to see.

NOTP: I do not have enough energy to have a lot of strong opinions about Legend’s romantic relationships, but I will mentioned that I have lost a lot of love for Ravio recently and am liking seeing him with Legend less and less. I have no better reason for this than the fact that I finally played ALBW and hate how many of my hard earned rupees he’s taken from me by withholding important, lifesaving items. Rat bastard.

Favorite headcanon: Remember my headcanon about him being the coolest bad boy folk hero on the block because everyone thinks he kidnapped Zelda? Yeah, I still stand by that one. I did good there.

-Hyrule-

What I love about them: If there is any Link that I would call a gutter rat, it is this one. I struggle a bit to talk about Hyrule since his games gives us so little, but in the end, I always fall back on him being a hero of the people. He is the one who has nothing and relates the best to people who are at their lowest. Yet, he is still a hero. He earns the right to be a hero because he helped Impa in her time of need. He’s selfless and competent. Even if he never got a traditional education, I bet he’s wicked smart too. He is the Link that symbolizes all of the parts of the Triforce the most. And, god. I cannot talk about him without mentioning the blood sacrifice part of LA. It’s such a cool concept, and I cannot imagine what it must be like to go from being the rough and tumble, win-at-all-costs fighting to protecting yourself first because if you don’t, the consequences are disastrous. It’s paradoxical, and it must be such a different mindset to fall into. But it must also be a blessing in disguise since now he has a reason to finally care about himself.

What I hate about them: Who started the Hyrule is innocent headcanon? Come over here because we need to exchange some words. If there is anyone who would be a realist and know how the world works, it’s this guy. And while we’re here, who came up with the Hryule is always lost headcanon? I also have some words for you. And you know what? WHILE WE’RE HERE, who let him be named Hyrule? I’m have more than choice words for you. His name scheme is the bane of my existence and the express reason why I don’t write him more. God.

Favorite Moment/Quote: That one panel where he takes utter delight in Warriors hiding from his scorned lovers? That is a central pillar in my understanding of Hyrule.

What I would like to see more focus on: Again, his relationship with other people. Even if his games are lacking in NPCs, we know from lore that he’s a good guy who will jump in to help others. He must know plenty of people, and I want to see who exists in his world with him. 

What I would like to see less focus on: I have an on-going joke with my brother that certain characters are Catholic, even if Catholicism does not exist in the world of the thing we’re watching or playing. Of course, we’re not being serious. we’re just joshing around. So imagine the gut punch I feel whenever I see people say Hyrule is Christian and realize that they’re being serious. I just can’t take it seriously.

Favorite pairing with: Aurora. It’s cute and I’m a sucker for that hero and royalty dynamic, especially when the hero is a peasant. It’s so cheesy, but I love it.

Favorite friendship: Legend. But not the way everyone else pairs them up as the grumpy one and the sunshine one. I think of it more as them being the pinnacle of boys being boys. They’re shitheads. They do stupid shit together. They both have a dark sense of humor. They joke that they’re practically the same person sometimes.

NOTP: uhhhhhhhhh.... Is he paired with anyone else?

Favorite headcanon: I love the idea that he just likes his way of life and refuses to accept anyone saying otherwise. Legend wants to teach him to read? Sorry, but he’s never had to read before in his life so he’s pretty sure he’ll never need it anyway. Want to participate in the treasured Hylian tradition of piercing your ears when you come of age? Why would he ever do that when a monster could rip those earrings off? He’s stuck in his ways and it frustrates everyone else to no end, but he has no interest in ever changing.

-Wild-

What I love about them: When I was 9, I spent my time online on Legend of Zelda forums. I remember one of my forum friends saying that they wanted a Legend of Zelda game where Link lost. And I think of that friend whenever I think about Wild. BOTW Link is the best Link that has ever been. He is the epitome of every trait we associate with any Link. He’s smart and sassy. He’s hard working and kind. But underlining all of that is the fact that he’s still the one who failed. If Demise’s Curse in SkSw is the set-up, the Great Calamity is the payoff. And I haven’t even talked about how confirming him as being non-verbal before the Calamity does so much for his characterization. I don’t even know where to start or how to articulate it. By game storyline alone, Wild is one of my favorites.

What I hate about them: You guys knew this one was coming, but I’m going to have to say it anyway. Fandom Wild.... not good. I’ve said it for half of these boys so far, but god is it true. I have a way I see Wild that is rarely done in the fandom. Fandom Wild has a lot of the traits I also see in Wild, but to all of the extremes. I will mention one thing in particular as being a pet peeve, and it’s how some people headcanon him as always being nonverbal. I know what they’re trying to do, and I think they’re on to something, but they’re also missing the point of what BOTW Link’s character arc is. I just wish more people would forget fandom and work more off of the games for how to characterize him.

Favorite Moment/Quote: Weirdly enough, my favorite moment is when he got mad at everyone for making fun of his Gerudo outfit, so he dumped Goron Spice in his cooking. It’s encapsulates a part of his character I think a lot of people forget about.

What I would like to see more focus on: I think he has a really complicated relationship with his past. He said himself that his old self felt like a different person, and I think that should be explored a lot more. That idea actually fascinates me so much that instead of CTB, I almost wrote a character study fic about Wild. His emotions are not as simple as feeling guilty about letting his friends die and not preventing the Calamity. His emotions would be so complicated and because I don’t have the time to explore it, someone else needs to do it for me.

What I would like to see less focus on: There is a weird fascination with Wild having memory loss and essentially being like a kid again. And this feels infantilizing to me. It honestly bugs me a lot every time I see it.

Favorite pairing with: I can’t decide between Zelda, Mipha, and Revali. They’re all different dynamics and they’re all good.

Favorite friendship: Paya. I firmly believe that Paya is Wild’s best friend. I am the only one in the world who believes this. But I am also the only one in the world who is correct. 

NOTP: Wild is good with everyone. Good for him!

Favorite headcanon: An essential scene of my Wild character study I will never write is one where his horse dies. He goes into shock and walks back to Kakariko to talk to Impa. But once he goes to her, he breaks down in tears and has an absolute melt down over the horse. And Impa sagely says, “It’s not about the horse, is it?” She’s implying that he’s actually mourning the loss of his friends, Hyrule, his life, everything-- but through his tears, he keeps tell her that she’s wrong. He barely remembers them. He doesn’t know them. He doesn’t have any feelings about them. He just really loved that horse. But Impa refuses to listen to him, just repeating over and over again: “it’s not really about the horse.”

And that’s it! That’s all of my opinions! I know a lot of my opinions are polarizing, but everything I said is in good faith, and I am not trying to diss anyone for how they approach these characters.

I welcome you to send me your Opinions on the Links, even if it’s just to disagree with me. I’m cool with it, and I like knowing what everyone else thinks!

[someone-worth-racing-for]

Carlando fanfictions 2019 ❤️

I don’t know if you guy remember about it, but a while ago someone has asked me about my favourite Carlando fanfictions and since I have wanted to make a list for myself for emotional support anyway, I have thought to share that list with you as well.

I have gone through all the Lando Norris/Carlos Sainz Jr and Lando Norris & Carlos Sainz Jr stories on AO3 from 2019 again and here are my favourites.

It has made so much fun to get through those “old” fics again - most of them I could still remember from my beginning time in this fandom, others I haven’t read back then but luckily I have now, because I would have really missed something.

Below you can find my favourite fanfictions with the AO3 link by the story name. I have also tried to tag the authors I have found here on Tumblr - please, let me know if you know one I haven’t tagged! I have also put the author’s story summery underneath the story title and the AO3 author.

So if you want to get through them as well and you enjoy them as much as I did, please don’t forget to leave a Kudos for the author. No matter how old the story is, every author is happy to get Kudos, especially when it’s an older story 😉 And you make those authors even happier, when you even leave a comment.

With that, have fun and enjoy! 🤗❤️

The same I will do with the 2020 and 2021 fanfiction btw 😉

·         Young love by Quagswagging

Fernando convinces Jenson that Lando will fit perfectly in their Pack.

The young Omega is excited to have a new 'family', and the other Pack members love having him around too, especially one Beta in particular.

 ·         Warm welcome by Quagswagging

Carlos makes sure Lando gets a proper F1 welcome.

 ·         We'll learn, together. by Quagswagging

Lando wants Carlos to scent him, Carlos is unsure how.

Luckily Nico is willing the teach them.

 ·         Sleeping together, literally by Quagswagging

Lando goes to Carlos for some Pack snuggles, but snuggles quickly turns into more

 ·         a funny thing happened on the way to debrief by gunseldown

Lando's a teenage boy with teenage boy problems. Carlos lends him a hand (or two).

 ·         The F1 Party Game Madness by Quagswagging

Alcohol, kissing and a good dose of awkwardness. What could go wrong?

 ·         pineapple doesn't belong on pizza change my mind by crystalcities

Lando and Carlos play FIFA and order food. Then there’s sex.

 ·         sharing by gunseldown

Omega Lando is in heat and needs Beta Carlos to look after him. Alpha Nico turns up to see if he can help.

 ·         So I close my eyes to old ends, and open my heart to new beginnings by Quagswagging

But Lando was also scared. Scared that one day the excitement and novelty of it all would wear off and Carlos would realise what Lando truly was. A young, insecure boy who will curl up on anyone’s lap after enough approval and coaxing. Dependant, awkward, and nothing interesting to someone as perfect as Carlos. Carlos was way out of Lando’s league and Lando knew it. He just chose to enjoy it while it lasted

 ·         be still my foolish heart by orphan_account

Lando thinks that that’s the end of it, a one off thing where Carlos was nice to him because he had a shitty race and they’re cool like that, but it’s not. Or the one where Carlos and Lando end up cuddling a lot and Lando is a complete mess.

 ·         sleepless by gunseldown

Alpha Nico gets through his rut with Beta Carlos' assistance. Omega Lando lives in the room next to Carlos, and he can hear everything. He can’t stop thinking about it, and when he goes into heat a few days later, he too needs Carlos’ help.

 ·         happy new year by mirthfully

Write a story including the following 5 things.

1. New Year's Eve

2. getting stoned

3. waking up early

4. a bed that's too small to fit them both

5. orgasm denial

 ·         Adult Relationship by Zig_Zag_F1

Lando struggles to be an adult in his relationship when Carlos decides to spend some time with Nico instead of him.

 ·         you are making my heart feel things it never felt before by Quagswagging

Lando is determined to impress Carlos and lets the Spaniard go further than he is comfortable with. But Carlos proves yet again how sweet and patient he is, and how much he loves his little Cabrón

 ·         and everything that i do is out of lovin' you by raikkonen (armario)

Racing will always be his first love, but Lando is his second, and he doesn't want to imagine a life where he can't have both.

   ·         Truth or Dare by hybridmoments

What might have happened on Saturday evening at the Japanese Grand Prix if Lando, Carlos and Sacha decided to play Truth or Dare, featuring ten pints of milk, an awkward kiss, and three very embarrassed drivers.

 ·         far away truths by raikkonen (armario)

He let his mind wander a little too much, distracted by Carlos' low voice directly through the headset, and may or may not have had a semi all through their match, fumbling shots and tackles.

 ·         Beautiful Either Way by Thatsrightmyhype

Inspired by a reddit post of F1 drivers as women. Carlos walks in on Lando dressing like a girl. Cuddling and comforting ensues.

'Lando wonders if this is how he’d be photoshopped to look. Maybe they’d give him an orange eyeshadow to represent McLaren and a deep red lip to match his skin tone. Either way, he’s happy with his choices.'

 ·         cold water after crying by Anonymous

Lando is having a bad skin day before a press conference, and he's handling it so badly that Carlos steps in.

 ·         Is that how you see me? by Quagswagging

Kevin brings a tipsy Lando back to the hotel from a party and stays with him to make sure the younger man is okay. Then Nico arrives, thinking Kevin hurt the little Brit, and everything threatens to go to shit.

 ·         how to mend your own heart by singlemalter

A quick celebratory handjob is actually something that can be so personal.

 ·         After Brazil by Quagswagging

After the Brazilian Grand Prix, 6 pairs of drivers come together, either to celebrate or to comfort one another

   ·         Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind. And therefore is the winged Cupid painted blind by Quagswagging

"I'm scared to fall in love." Lando blurted out. "And then waking up one day a-and seeing the light around them… and knowing they don't love you anymore."

 ·         take me to the stars by Anonymous

“What will you be doing?” Lando pulls his shoes on, and he feels—he knows—there’s an absolutely idiotic line coming next. It’s practically condensing in the air. Carlos pockets the car keys, stretches in his seat, and turns to pin Lando down with a look alone. “I’m doing you.” It’s such a stupid fucking line that it shouldn’t work, but it does, like it did the last eight times Carlos used it.

 ·         Aldrig Mer by kishun

Carlos thinks about fucking Lando.

 ·         Our Families series by greeny1710

- Looking for his happy ending

Lando just wants a family with Carlos, why is that so hard to achieve?

- Finding their happy ending

Lukas Daniel Ricciardo. Lando owes a lot to that little boy.

- Getting their happy ending

Lando finally gets his family with Carlos

- Being Home

Series of ficlets about Carlos and Lando raising their daughters, Olivia and Emily :)

 ·         like real people do by orphan_account

George lets out a loud cackle. “Why the hell did you tell your mum Carlos was your boyfriend?” He asks, wiping away tears. “I panicked!” Lando snaps from between his fingers. “She just assumed it was him and I thought it would keep her from going on about my cousin’s bloody friend. God, what the hell am I going to do?” “You’re going to have to ask Carlos to pretend to be your boyfriend.” George shrugs, smirking. “Maybe you can offer him some money, Pretty Woman style.”

  ·         larger than life by singlemalter

Carlos, Lando, and turning things around in the bedroom.

 ·         cut through the clouds, break the ceiling by Anonymous

The trajectory of the quality of pick-up lines in this relationship is firmly downward, so Lando is aware he’s about to say something supremely stupid. He gulps, and tosses his phone away. “The bed’s too big for me to do that alone, obviously…”

 ·         Love advice by justmyrthe

"Where were you?" Carlos asks. "Lewis and Sebastian." "And why?" Lando swallows. "I asked them some... questions." Carlos nods. "About how to fix your crush on Max?" Lando has a crush on his teammate Carlos Sainz Jr and asks Sebastian and Lewis for advice, but Carlos assumes the wrong things after.

 ·         Migraines by Quagswagging

Lando has some pretty bad migraines. Luckily for him, Carlos is there to make sure he is okay.

 ·         and i will try to fix you by Anonymous

“keep it together.” Lando kept chanting to himself, like this repetitive prayer that had been overused and lost its value and charms years ago. He just hoped he could last until the weekend was over, so he could go back to his bubble and repair his façade.

 ·         But If We Don't Try, Then We'll Never Know by amethystsfade

Lost in the reality of their own heads, they don't sleep - counting minutes until dawn streaks through the shutters neither of them remembered to close.

 ·         Childish Acts by tecaphe

A casual stroll on the Singaporean streets, with Lando in tow of Carlos.

 ·         only you can forgive yourself by gunseldown

Singapore Grand Prix, 2019. Lando makes an embarrassing mistake in qualifying. Carlos tries to help him get over it.

 ·         Cabrón by Quagswagging

Lando is pissed with himself after qualifying and riles himself up over his mistakes. But Carlos is there to calm his Cabrón down

 ·         Flushed cheeks by Quagswagging

Carlos had a fight with Nico and goes to Lando for some comfort. Lando is pining after Charles, and ends up stuck in a hallway with said Monégasque.

 ·         the helmet hides feelings that cannot be understood by gunseldown

“The helmet hides feelings that cannot be understood.” - Ayrton Senna, November 1988. They are racers; it is undeniable, inevitable, written in stone. He’s thought this before, but he never understood how terrifying it is.

 ·         Trust the Ocean by Quagswagging

Carlos is out fishing when a storm is almost the end of him. A merman saves him, and tries to bring him back to his father. But not all is as it seems.

 ·         mistakes and jaffa cakes by gunseldown

German GP, after qualifying. Lando's down. Carlos picks him back up with his newfound knowledge of British snacks.

 ·         The Way Things Change Between Us by Thatsrightmyhype

After their plane crashes on the way back from the first race of the season, Carlos, Lando, Daniel and Charles feel incredibly lucky to have survived. However, as the tension between them mounts, it manifests itself in ways they never would have expected. Includes Charles giving Lando a striptease, Carlos acting like a mother hen and Daniel getting naked at every opportunity for no good reason.

[batbirdies]

NaNoWriMo 2019 Batfam fic Part 3

I realized I said I was gonna post snippets from my nano and I haven’t for a bit....

Part 3 of my Jason Todd Batfam fic where Jason agrees to dog sit Titus, there are some deep seated issues, unintended animal therapy, snarky text messages between robins and eventually some reconciliation between father and son. Takes place in a murky in between time sometime after Damian was resurrected.

Also I’m sorry guys, I don’t have an actual computer to work on, so I post these from the website on my ipad, so I can use the read more break, but I can’t figure out how to hyperlink on here so I’m not linking the previous installments....but if you search my blog for Jason Todd the first two aren’t far down the list....

Jason swallowed hard and took a breath, set his book down on the coffee table and got up to open the door before he could entertain the idea of pretending he wasn’t actually there and ignoring all attempts to contact him like their conversation the night before had never even happened. For prosperity's sake he did check the peephole before opening the door and nearly had a heart attack because it wasn’t just Bruce standing outside his door.

The demon brat was there too, leash in hand attached to the most massive dog Jason had ever seen. The kid was scowling like no other and the fish eye perspective made it look more comical than annoying. JAson was an idiot, of course the kid was gonna come along, it was his dog. That he was apparently protective enough of that he didn’t want just anyone watching him.

Bruce, next to him, looked enormous, with a blank expression that never failed to make Jason either irritated or nervous. This morning his stomach can’t seem to decide.

Damian glances at Bruce and his frown deepens and Jason realizes he’s been standing at the door for probably too long. “Here goes nothing.” He whispers to himself before stepping back and unlocking the deadbolt. He attempts to smile when he swings the door open but its still really freaking early and Jason’s not really prepared for the way his stomach swoops when he looks at Bruce.

He can’t get that damned card out of his head, can’t help wondering when Bruce wrote it, what he was doing. What he was thinking when he picked up the book and the movie and decided it was a good gift for Jason, whom he hadn’t had more than one pleasant conversation that wasn’t about vigilante business within the last 4 months. And before that….it might have been before he died, not counting any near death experiences where he got weirdly emotional and then regretted every word that came out of his mouth later.

“Hey.” He says lamely, stepping to the side at the expectant huff from Damian. They both walk in, Damian with an air of superiority that Jason’s not sure he knows how to turn off, and Bruce with an awkward sort of shuffle that almost catches him off guard. Jason realizes that without the fish eye lense making him look huge and out of proportion he looks tired.

There are bags under his eyes and a bruise on his cheek that Jason knows he would normally cover with makeup. His hair is mussed and he’s wearing track pants and tennis shoes with a cotton t-shirt and a zip up hoodie. He’s also carrying three enormous shopping bags that he sets on the floor just inside the door. When he straightens his eyes go to Damian before Jason and he realizes he’s staring at Bruce, and obviously so, and snaps his eyes to the kid too.

Damian is taking the dog in loop around the main space while inspecting everything with a sharp eye as Titus noses around his kitchen cabinets and past the glass door to the balcony.

“He better not pee on anything.”

Damian gives him a sharp look and scoffs. “Please, just because you lack proper house training does not mean all animals do.” Jason raises his eyebrows at the acid in the kids tone and nearly bites something nasty back before Bruce speaks up.

“Damian.” The kid stiffens and then slowly lowers his shoulders, staring down at the dog with a deeply unhappy expression and sharp twist to his mouth. Bruce takes a breath and Jason chances a glance over. He’s got his eyes closed, a wrinkled line between eyebrows, before it smooths out and he opens them again, eyes flicking to Jason where he stands, feeling weirdly out of place in his own apartment.

“He’s nervous.”

“I am not-“

“Damian.” They both stare hard at each other for an extended moment, Damian’s posture stretched tight. “Jason is doing you a favor. Act like it.”

“We could just bring him along-“

“We are not bringing a Great Dane to London. We’ve been over this.” And by the droning tone of his voice, they must have been, multiple times. The kid is wringing the leash in his hands and the dog is looking up at him, ears back and tail thumping the ground before he noses at Damian’s clenched fists. Damn this kid actually is nervous.

“He is not well.” He says as he lets the leash go with one hand and sets it gently on the Dane’s head, rubbing back and forth absently, like he doesn’t even realize what he’s doing.

“He has an ear infection Damian. It’s not serious. Jason can handle it.” Bruce’s voice is soft now, cajoling like he’s talking to a kid who’s actually Damian’s age and not some old man stuffed in the skin of a 12 year old. He sounds….gentle, and JAson has to turn away from him entirely to push down on the uncomfortable twist in his chest, busies himself straightening the blanket on the back of the couch that’s clearly already straight.

He remembers that voice, didn't realize Bruce still had it in him.

Damian turns his gaze to Jason finally, glare firmly in place along with a look of deep distrust.

Jason remembers working with the kid. Wearing that ridiculous costume with the fake feathers and he wonders how they made it out the other side of that with less trust than they started with. Damian had been more upset than Jason anticipated when he’d found out who he actually was.

It may have hurt Jason’s feelings, a tad, not that he would ever admit it. - research before posting

Another part of him feels kinda bad for lying to the kid for so long.

“Relax twerp. I’ll take good care of your dog.”

“Tt.” He glances around the apartment again with a look of distaste but the tension in his frame diminishes just a little. “Your apartment is smaller than I anticipated. Titus may require more than two walks a day if he is cooped up in here all the time.”

Jason stiffens, “Well sorry I don’t live in a fucking mansion.” There’s more heat in his voice than he was aiming for and he has to wrestle down anything else he might say before he looks just as defensive as he suddenly feels.

An awkward silence hangs in the air after his outburst, Damian staring at him with that stupid scowl. Bruce takes an awkward step closer to Jason and he has to resist the urge to step back.

“You apartment is fine Jay. Titus sleeps most of the day anyway.” Jason rolls his eyes, telling himself to get a grip.

“Whatever. What’s with the apocalyptic supply stash?” He juts his chin toward the pile of crap by his front door.

The question at least, sends Damian into motion, so he’s not staring around Jason’s apartment like he expects the place to collapse in on itself at any moment. He unhooks Titus’ leash from his collar and coils it up in a loop that he leaves sitting on Jason’s kitchen counter, and then he goes for the first bag.

When Jason says enormous bags, he means it. They are three times the size of regular grocery bags, he didn’t know you could even get bags that size. They all have a logo on the side he doesn’t recognize, something with paw prints, obviously some kind of pet store.

First he pulls out a massive dog bed, which Jason supposes makes sense. Best thing he’s got is the blanket on the back of his couch. The kid looks around while holding it, like he’s gauging the perfect place and finally sets it down next to the gargantuan TV.

Bruce sidles up on Jason’s left side while they both watch Damian unload the bags. Jason is uncomfortably aware of his presence but he doesn’t look over, doesn’t acknowledge him.

“Thank you for doing this.” Bruce says under his breath, while Damian drags a huge, unwieldy bag of dog food across his floor and props it against his kitchen counter. Jason only grunts in return, isn’t sure what to think of this whole thing still.

Next comes a stainless steel water dish and a matching one in porcelain for the food. Then a fresh container of tennis balls, two leashes, some kind of waterproof coat and then a red freaking dog sweater that Jason has to stifle a laugh at. “He really is just nervous.” This is even quieter than the thank you and Jason feels the need to look over. “The infection is minor, but before we took him into the vet he was acting strange, whining and tilting his head back and forth, standing with it at an angle that obviously didn’t look natural. He wouldn’t stay still, would only lie down for a minute at a time before he got up and paced the room. I think he was terrified it was some kind of brain tumor, that he was having complex seizures.”

Jason frowns, watching a white paper bag make its way to his kitchen counter with a prescription tag stapled to the outside. “He’s a good kid, just…” He waits for the word difficult to come out. Just like how people used to describe him, always angry, defensive, annoying. Interacting with the kid he can see why people couldn’t stand him when he was younger but he still gets Damian to a certain degree.

“He’s had a hard time.” Is what he says instead and Jason has to turn away again, decides finally to go introduce himself to the dog to ease the tangled mess in his stomach.

He’s so irritated, two days ago he would never have been this much of a mess over talking to Bruce, even in a casual setting, even in his own apartment. One stupid fucking hint of the man caring about him beyond what he contributes to fighting crime in the city and he’s bending over backwards looking for other signs. He hates his own stupid, dysfunctional brain.

He holds out a hand to Titus, takes a deep breath to let go of the tightness in his chest. Dogs and little kids, they can always tell when you’re upset and he doesn’t want to make him nervous.

Honestly, he’s huge. Like, Jason knew Great Danes were one of the largest breeds of dog but this particular one has to be even bigger than average. He sits on the corner of the living room carpet, watching Jason with alert but friendly eyes and easily sniffs at the hand, then shoves his nose into his palm and butts it up so his hands is resting on the top of his snout. Jason huffs out a laugh and crouches down.

“Like being petted huh?” He scratches behind his ears and is nearly bowled over immediately. Titus twists his head so far to the side Jason doesn’t quite follow with his hand and then shoves forward into Jason’s space, knocking him off balance with his insistence. Then a hand reaches for the collar and draws him back just enough to keep Jason mostly upright. Bruce is standing there, looking mildly amused as he looks at the dog.

“The drops the vet gave him make his ears itch, he can get a little pushy.”

“I can see that.” Jason mutters back. He kneels then, knees on the floor so he’s more stable and reaches out, ready for the sudden twist and shove. “You can let him go, I got it.”

Titus nearly lunges for him, shoves his whole face into Jason’s stomach, making him wheeze out a laugh. He rubs with significant force at his ears and the gargantuan dog goes boneless, flops down across his legs, whip like tail slapping loudly against the side of his coffee table. “Yeah, wow, you’re so big and tough huh? You must get people running for the hills killer.” Jason scratches down his neck and Titus makes a funny little grunting noise and then flops over sideways, belly exposed, head resting in his lap and yeah ok, Jason’s not a monster, he rubs his tummy. “Man you are heavy. Might need to put you on a diet.”

“Apparently, he is on one.” Jason glances up at Bruce, who’s still standing there, arms crossed over his chest, looking down at him with this odd little quirk to his mouth and if Jason had to guess he’d say he looks fond. And he doesn’t know what to do with that so he goes back to the dog, feeling his face flush in discomfort.

Damian clears his throat, pulling Jason’s attention back to him. He’s standing at the edge of his kitchen counter, hands clasped in front of him in a way that reminds Jason starkly of alfred of all people. He still doesn’t look happy, per say, but the anxiety leeching off the kid seems to have gone down and he’s staring at Jason intently.

“Yes. He is on a diet. He has gained weight since the weather started to turn.” With that, the kid launches into a spiel about the do’s and don’t’s of watching Titus. The list is significantly longer than Jason had anticipated, partially due to the ear infection but mostly just because the kid is a little pissant with way too many rules.

Jason takes it all with as much stoicism as he can muster until he pulls out a freaking muffler for the dog.

“What the heck is that?” Jason is still kneeling on the floor, dog laid out half in his lap, lazily wagging his tail and Damian is holding a thick square of black fabric in his hands that turns out to be a tube, it has drawstrings on the top and bottom to adjust the size of the loop.

“It is,” he makes a face here, obviously unhappy about what he’s about to say, “called a Head Muff. It goes over the neck and ears to keep them warm on walks.” He lays it down next to the prescription baggy and Jason has to hold back from a snort and instead looks back at Bruce out of the corner of his eye and finds him already looking down at Jason, expression completely blank and this time Jason chokes when he catches the twitch of Bruce’s lip. Somehow he manages to disguise it as a cough when he looks back but Damian looks suspicious none-the-less.

“I expect hourly update texts with photo’s.”

“Excuse me?”

“You have never owned a dog have you?” The question sounds weirdly accusatory and Jason feels the need to gently push Titus off his lap just so he can stand to his full height for this conversation.

“No, I haven’t but-”

“Then I will need proof that you are capable of the job.”

“Capable of the job? It’s dog sitting, not nuclear fission.”

“The very fact that you are not taking this seriously tells me it is necessary.”

“Well if you don’t fucking trust me then you can get somebody else to watch your damn dog.”

Damian had his arms crossed over his chest tightly, scowl intensifying with every breath. “Because you have shown yourself to be so trustworthy.” Jason clenched his hands into fists, feeling red creep up his neck.

“Damian.” Bruce’s deep voice cut across the room, quiet, but firm. He stepped around Jason, putting himself vaguely between them but not enough to be obvious. “You’re being unreasonable. Jason is perfectly capable of walking, watering, and feeding Titus, along with handling his ear drops.” He glanced over at Jason, eyes uncertain for a moment. “He always wanted a dog when he was younger, he’ll treat Titus well.”

Jason opened his mouth, ready to argue until that last sentence. Instead he blinks back at Bruce for a moment, feeling floored by the simple statement. He doesn’t have a response and quickly breaks eye contact, swinging them back to Damian whose mouth is twisted in a grimace before he finally heaves a sigh and uncrosses his arms.

“Fine.”