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bratshaws · 1 year

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through the hourglass 60. brb x oc

a/n:OH B O Y OH B O O Y revenge is sweet

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: BEA BEING A BADASS (rooster being low key kinda horny ngl next chapter might be s m u t )

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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If Shells was present for this she’d call Beatrice ‘beautifully petty’ and be so proud of her because this was something that the blonde would definitely do. It only took a quick call to Evelyn and then another through one of Marcus’ assistants, but it was done and she couldn’t be happier.

Rooster however didn’t know what she was planning, she did everything in secret but with the same smug little smile he saw the night before. Honestly he was just glad she wasn’t anxious considering they were going to go to this ‘reunion’ in a few minutes. He kept Nicole company since his wife was changing in their bedroom, she also didn’t want to tell him the outfit she was wearing, it was also a surprise.

Did he mind? No, he did not.

She knew he liked surprises.

Plus it was always great to have something else in his mind besides the fact that her cousins are still bitching at her because of her body. As he waits for Beatrice sitting on the sofa, his eyes move to Nicole who is already looking at him, her eyes getting greener and greener, even more than Beatrice’s eyes were almost turning into a light shade of blue if he squinted, “So,Birdie,” he begins as he crosses his legs by the knee, leaning closer to his daughter’s carrier, “We are going to see some people, some people that neither I or mommy enjoy but neither do your uncles and aunt.”

Rooster her her full attention, those big eyes blinking at him as she had her little fists up on her chest, “And we are not going to stay long,” he begins, gently fixing the top of her flowery blouse where the light colored button was turned inside her collar, “We are going to get in, eat something and then get out because honestly, they all suck.” he whispers as if he doesn’t want anyone to know, “And maybe when you are older you’ll get why…no you will get why we hate them so much.”

He leans against the back of the couch to tilt his head to the staircase hoping to see Beatrice but there was no sign of her yet, “Mommy and daddy just have to deal with some shit, it’s very possible you won’t even know what we are talking about when you are older.” Nicole makes a noise as if she agreed and then he laughs, tickling her tummy, “You are so cute.” she gurgles out a giggle, kicking her little legs “You are the cutest little thing in this whole universe, you know?”

Nicole grabs his watch when his hand is close enough, immediately ceasing her laughter to look at the shiny object in her line of view, slapping a tiny palm against the glass as if she wanted to grab whatever was inside for herself, “Sorry cutie, can’t have you messing with this, daddy needs the watch.”

“What are you two talking about?”

He leans his head back to check on her, but all he sees is the bottom of her feet as she walks past the staircase but doesn’t come down yet, “Just letting her know everything we’ll do today.” he leans his head a bit more, “Are you done?”

“Almost! I’m trying to find my shoes!”

“Which ones,gorgeous?”

“The beige wedges.” she explains and he hears her exclaim in triumph, “Found them!”

“Okay! Do come down soon because I wanna see what you look like!” he doesn’t get a reply after that and even if he has his body slightly angled so he could see a bit more of the second floor Beatrice was no longer there. He sighs as he readjusts himself on the seat, looking down at Nikki who was now distracted by the mobile swinging above her head.

He sat there admiring his daughter for a few minutes until he heard the sound of a solid heel walking down the steps, the dogs wagging their tails as Beatrice slowly came into view. He looked up just in time to see his wife fix her ponytail with a little smile, “...oh I love Marcus.” that dress was beautiful: it was long to her feet but with slits on each side that went up to her mid-thigh which added a bit more of a risqué vibe to it, the red color was dark enough to near maroon but it had a soft orange gradient on the skirt of the dress and the top part was hugging her body just tight enough to make her breasts appear fuller.

“So,” she turns around to give him a full view,”You like it?”

Rooster was holding his mouth closer with a hand, briefly shaking his head, “...I think we might have another baby soon.” Beatrice threw her head back in a laugh and he could see that her lips only had a light red sheen because of the cherry lip gloss she often wore, “Bea,I swear, I swear you are the sexiest woman I’ve ever met.” and her cheeks turned red but she didn’t seem bashful, she just giggled at him, stepping closer to the couch, “Now I know why you told me to wear the hibiscus shirt.”

The one she gifted him during their first outing together and the one he liked the most, “Hmhm,” she smiles, leaning down to peck his lips, the smell of cherry invading his nostrils, “So we can match.”

“I like that.” he whispers against her lips, moving forward to kiss her again but she backs away, tapping his lips with her finger before walking around the couch to see Nicole. Rooster licked his lips to keep the taste of her lip gloss in his mouth, watching her crouch down to check on Nicole and following those dangerous curves with his eyes as if he was ready to lose himself, “...You look so good.”

Beatrice flicks her eyes at him momentarily, smiling wider as she fixes the headband on Nicole’s head, combing some of the brown tresses away from her eyes, “Thank you,Roos.” she says, “I want to look good. I want to look great.”

“Well, you succeeded.” he turns his wrist up to check the time, “Do you wanna go yet?”

“Hmmm..let me check my phone, we want to come together.” she says as she stands up to where she left her phone - right by the coffee table - before sitting down next to him with one leg tucked under her. She thumbs the screen for a few seconds, “...they are saying they’ll leave in fifteen minutes, so we are all going to be fashionably late.”

“Petty.”

“Oh I know.” she sounds so pleased “It’s one step forward.”

“Do they have anything planned too?” he questions, “I know you have something in your sleeve.”

“Me? I have nothing in my sleeves, I don’t even have sleeves.” she nods to the straps that held the top of the dress up to her chest with a little smile, “I’m innocent,Roos. There’s nothing I’m planning.” he arches his brow with interest then slowly drops his gaze down her body, “Okay,maybe there is something. But I can’t tell you yet, you’ll have to see.”

“I know it has to do with Marcus, because you called one of his assistants.”

Beatrice however just smiled more, tapping her fingers together as her hands lied on top of her lap, “Maybe. I just…well, it’s a little something.”

“A little something.”

“Yep, a little something that will definitely make those hags stop bothering me.” she grins, “Marcus was very eager to help.”

“I’m sure he was.” and seeing her happy like that was more than great to him, he loved seeing her completely fearless when it came to her cousins, seeing her confident like that was a complete opposite from the last time they saw those women. He had a feeling it’d be like that during the whole day as well. “So, what’s the plan?”

“Well,we are all going to arrive together because then they’d have no time to talk shit about someone who isn’t there…unless it’s Gui and he isn’t coming.” she shrugs, “So there will be nothing else, I know each of my siblings has something else in mind…I think today will be a fun day…I just wished this wasn’t how you had your farewell.”

He smiles almost sadly, looking down at his pants’ fabric as he inhales softly, “It’s okay,baby. It’s not the end of the world for me. Besides, it’s going to be fun, isn’t it?”

“I think so.” she reciprocates the smile, reaching out to hold his hand, interlacing their fingers, “If you are okay.”

“I am okay.” he lifts their conjoined hands to press a kiss to the back of hers, keeping his lips there for a few more minutes before he drops them again, “Our talk helped a lot.”

And that made her expression light up like the Fourth of July, she was so happy she was able to make him feel better and he found that so precious. Beatrice was about to say something when her phone pinged with a notification, “Oh…well, it’s time.” she says after the quick check, “Shall we go?”

“Oh baby,” he smirks, “You know it.”

All the cars arrive at the same time, amazingly so. They all park one behind the other on the street and that makes the snotty looking women who were talking on the sidewalk look up in suspicion and confusion, one of them even lowering her glasses to see better. Beatrice’s siblings walk out first, Michael,then Leo and Cyn with the girls and finally Marina and Derek with a very shy Gabriel who stood behind his mother at all times.

Rooster then walked out himself, giving one brief look to the women who were still staring before he walks to the passenger seat to open her door, “Madam.” she laughs, holding out her hand for him to take with a playful flourish and he leans down to peck her knuckles, “There you go,gorgeous.” he says as she steps aside so she could walk, “Do you want me to get Nikki?”

“I can do it, don’t worry.” she smiles, opening the back door where Nicole was seated nicely in her carrier to unlock it and carry it to the door, “If they say it takes too much space I will place this right in their hallway.” she gestures to the carrier with a scoff, “I wanna see them try to say anything about Nikki.”

“You think they would?”

“Roos,I don’t put anything behind them.” she whispers with her eyes locked with Michael’s dark shades, her older brother gives the two a salute wave with a smirk, “Come on, let’s meet them.” and when they do join the others, no one is really knowing whose car is the one on the driveway since it was a Camaro and no one of the triplets could have that sort of horse power.

After complimenting Beatrice and Rooster’s outfits - ‘of course you two are matching’ - they made way to the front door that opened as soon as they stepped on the stone path that led to it. Melinda was the one who opened, looking a mix of annoyed and surprised at the same time, “You are all late.” she snarls, holding a martini glass in her hand with her eyes dropping to the children they had with them, “...and you brought the babies.”

Marina narrowed her eyes, holding Gabriel close to her side, “Next time we’ll ship them, don’t worry.” and she was the first one to walk in, almost shouldering her cousin as Derek followed right behind. Then it was Leo and Cyn with the girls, leaving Michael,Rooster,Bea and Nicole for last.

Michael gives Bea a look, “Let’s sit together.” he whispers as the oldest triplet is busy talking to someone inside, “I have a feeling that the power in numbers is needed this time.” and he looked up just in time as Melinda did, offering her an innocent smile as he walked past her just as his sister did.

And when Melinda’s eyes met Beatrice’s, the brunette knew that her cousin was already judging her but she didn’t falter. Instead she held onto Rooster’s arm and puffed her chest just a bit more, “Hello,cousin.”

“Hello,Bea, you look…” she looked at her up and down, “Really-”

“Beautiful,I know.” Beatrice cut her off with a little smile, shocking the other woman who just stared at her in silence, “Thank you, you look good as well.” and the two walked in finally, letting out a sigh of relief once they were out of earshot from the oldest triplet, Bea looking over her shoulder to where her cousin was - chugging the rest of the Martini - “That was good.”

“That was great, gorgeous.” he places his hand on her lower back as they walk forward into the house, “You looked really good doing it.”

“Did I?”

“You sure did,” he stops the sentence when he looks up to see a huge painting - not a picture, a painting- of the triplets standing behind their mother who looked like she was ready to cry. They were all dressed fancily with long dresses and jewels but only the triplets were smiling, “...that is…” he pauses, licking his lips as he tries to come up with a sentence that would give that justice, “...so strange.”

“They do think they are some sort of royalty,Roos.” Beatrice says with her voice low as she heard Melinda’s steps approaching them, ‘Let’s go before she explains what this means and whatnot.” he nods, not even looking back to see if Beatrice’s cousin was close by.

He had to admit that the house was really pretty and large, it was beachfront with a beautiful view of La Jolla beach that made the whole situation a lot better just because the scenery was nice. When the two joined her siblings, Beatrice did a double take when she noticed that there were three men she didn’t know sitting there as well, two of them sitting with the two women and one alone that she assumed was sitting with Melinda.

In the corner was her aunt,who immediately stood up to greet them, “Beatrice,Bradley, thank you so much for coming by.” She pecks them on the cheeks, then coos Nicole who just stares at her with a blank expression which makes the older woman’s smile drop diminutively, “Please sit down- oh, boys, this is my niece Beatrice and her husband Bradley.” the three men threw a greeting their way, and one of them - the one sitting alone - looked at Beatrice for too long, especially for Bradley’s liking.

The tall pilot clenched his jaw, gently leading Beatrice to where Michael was seated on the large seafoam colored couch, the sea breeze making his long gray streaked hair move as he sips on a cocktail, “Who are they?” Bradley asks him quietly as soon as he settles down and Beatrice has Nicole in her arms.

“Apparently they are our cousins’ new boyfriends.” he doesn’t seem to believe his own words considering he’s chuckling quietly, “Don’t know much about them yet. They just stand there looking pretty…they are also very young compared to them, at least twenty years.”

Beatrice didn’t notice it until now, but they did look very young, at least twenty five and she wished she could say she was surprised that her cousins would go to younger guys like that. “Hm.” she begins as she adjusts Nicole in her arms, “Seems like them to get guys like those.”

“Hah,yeah,” Michael laughs, sipping more of his cocktail and then making a face, “One of them is a shitty mixologist, this tastes like ass.” he pushes the glass aside and crosses his leg by the knee as his siblings are analyzing the situation with a confused frown, just looking at these three young men like they had no idea how they got there.

And the one sitting alone was still looking at Beatrice,who was too busy checking on Nicole to notice him. But Rooster noticed him and he noticed Rooster. Their eyes met when the guys’ gaze slowly went up Beatrice’s body, immediately meeting a very angry tall pilot whose hand immediately landed on his wife’s thigh, giving it a squeeze while keeping the guy’s eyes on his.

The young man quickly moved his gaze away and Rooster huffed quietly, leaning back against the seat with his hand still on top. This guy, whoever he was, was already getting on his nerves but he felt Beatrice’s hand on top of his, rubbing his knuckles which made him look back at his wife, “You okay?” she asks, rubbing his skin.

“I’m fine.” he mutters, looking around with a confused frown and then looking back at Bea, “Isn’t it your aunt’s birthday?”

“Yes, it is.”

“Then…where are her friends?”

Beatrice opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out, indeed she was asking herself the same thing. There were only them there, only the nieces and nephews, only the younger generation and she furrowed her brows, “...maybe they’ll show up later.” she whispered, “I…I think.”

She hoped at least. Her aunt looked…happy yet uncomfortable by everything and it wasn’t until Melinda finally came back with her glass raised that everyone looked over, “Well, thanks to all my cousins for coming here, well, most of you.” her laughter was only reciprocated by her sisters, the Schiavoni siblings just stared in silence, “...anyway, we are here to celebrate my mother’s birthday, one more year!” Regina opened her mouth to speak but her daughter cut her off, “And of course, we have new for you all too! I’m sure you noticed but our boyfriends are here.”

“Oh of course.” Mikey grounded out with a dry chuckle, “That’s why they called us over.”

“Anyway, this is Jeremy, Todd and my love bunny, Grant.” she blew a kiss to the guy sitting, the same guy who was ogling Beatrice moments before, “I thought it’d be interesting to have both celebrations together, wasn’t it fun?”

Beatrice wondered if her parents were coming or not because she was just getting more and more uncomfortable.

“So, enjoy the party! We are bringing the food in a few minutes!”

No one could believe what just happened, they were all staring at the triplets and their aunt almost breaking with laughter. Michael had to cover his chuckle by drinking more of the overly sweet cocktail and looking away from the triplets. Beatrice felt so bad for her aunt, she just looked down at her glass because…what sort of celebration was that if her daughters were too busy showing off their young boyfriends?

And as time went by it was obvious that their mother’s birthday was just an excuse. Beatrice’s parents came as did her aunts Yvette and Martha with their families, but it was still so obvious that there was no celebration for Regina, none. But having her siblings there was a lot better and it made their aunt smile in relief when they started talking to her.

As they were eating however, Beatrice noticed how the triplets were looking over at her and then leaning down to whisper something in their ‘boyfriends’ ears, giggling like old hags. She felt sick for a few seconds, then closed her eyes to control her breathing and remember that whatever they planned it wasn’t going to affect her.

“Cousin.” Melinda’s syrupy voice called, “That dress of yours, it’s really nice.”

“Thank you.” it was really nice, Marcus didn’t play around. “It’s a-”

“But, oh, did you see our outfits? They are from Marcus Beverly.” the women angled their bodies to show their tops and dresses that definitely weren’t Marcus. He’d never work with lemon drop colored sequins and he hated using animal print that wasn’t zebra, “We are good friends with him.”

The conversation caught Rooster’s attention, who stopped talking to Michael to look over at Beatrice with his brows furrowed, “...oh really?” Beatrice played dumb, tilting her head, “What is he like? He’s so famous.”

“Oh, you know, the usual.” Melinda waved her hand as if it meant nothing, “Handsome,tall, you know he even flirted with us when he met us but, we told him we were taken.”

“...Marcus…flirted with you.”

“Yes, he sure did.” Adriana giggles while playing with…Jeremy? Was hers named Jeremy? “You know, men just can’t handle when we are around.” cue to Marina’s mumbled ‘yeah they keep wanting to vomit’ that made Michael snort. Meanwhile Beatrice,who blinked her eyes twice and then licked her lips because there was no way this was happening just stared.

And then, she decided, she could use some of the surprise she had planned for that day.

“That’s so funny because,” she gestures with a finger towards them, “Because I’m pretty sure Marcus doesn’t like women.”

“Oh,she called him Marcus,” Cristina laughs, “They are friends now.”

“We are, matter of fact.” Beatrice cuts,”In fact this dress was personally made for me by Marcus…you know as a thanks for helping him with the last successful photoshoot he did.” and then the triplets’ smiles dropped, “Oh, you guys didn’t see? It was all over the place. In his website too…it was…what was it again,Roos? That he said?”

And Rooster was more than glad to play along, “Well,gorgeous he said it was the most successful launch he had in a long time.” he smirks, “And he also said you were responsible for doubling his sales.”

“Thank you,Roos.” she has that smug smile again and she crossed one leg over the other while holding Nicole up, her daughter’s stinky eye to the cousins was just making the situation better especially since their mother was busy talking to her siblings far away, “So yeah,I don’t know if he actually made those outfits.”

“What?!’

“Because he hates the lemon curd color,” she points out, “And he hates animal print that isn’t zebra,so…”

Melinda narrowed her eyes, giving her a snarky grin, “Oh, please, why would he waste time with you? You? A model? Don’t make me laugh.”

“I mean, it’s true.” Michael pointed out a bit harder than before, giving the oldest triplet an ugly look, “Everyone saw it, even our parents…you just didn’t because,well, you three are pretty…dumb.”

Cristina gasps in offense, standing straighter but she doesn't raise her voice, “Excuse me?? Unless there is actual proof we won’t believe it. She could be lying for all we-”

“My wife doesn’t lie.” Rooster snaps and his voice is the only voice that can appear louder even when he’s speaking normally and his fury was directed at the cousins, “She has no reason to.”

“Well–” and as if on cue, as if God Himself decided to add to the fire, Beatrice heard the sound of her cousins’ phone being pinged over and over. It took a few seconds, basically less than two for their faces to turn sheet white as they looked at what it was.

When she called Marcus and asked his help he immediately said yes, of course she had no idea her cousins would pull that shit out about knowing him but it worked nonetheless. She gave him their numbers and asked him to send the pictures he took and the video he had of them having fun together after the photoshoot.

She knew they’d never believe her if she sent it herself, so this was the only way to shut them up. And it really did shut them up. “...I can’t believe this.” Melinda whispered, “...that…that is you. But,how?!”

“I think it’s because I’m not an annoying bitch who has to find guys half my age to feel like im complete and I’m in love with my body and I know people love me for who I am so I don’t have to worry about trying to steal my cousins’ husbands.” Beatrice says casually, giving them a shrug, “I think that could be it.”

Her siblings started laughing, Rooster started laughing, even one of the boyfriends started laughing before being elbowed by Cristina “You know what else, guys?” she continues, feeling relentless now, “...You three made our lives a living hell for a long time and you won’t do this anymore. You never wanted to celebrate your mother, you just wanted to show off your boytoys because you are so insecure about our husbands that you have to find someone younger.” Beatrice smiles sweetly tilting her head, “And you talk shit about our kids too and that’s really mean…and unwarranted. So…I think I speak for everyone here when I say that you three are…something else. But not in a good way.”

“And we all look good as fuck because we are here to be petty.” Michael added, “Also,this cocktail sucks.”

“Y-You-”

“And we are here for our aunt,so,” Beatrice looks at her siblings, “I feel like going inside, what about you guys?” there’s a wave of ‘yes’ and ‘hell yeah’ coming from the others, who immediately stand up and walk past the cousins who sat there completely dumbfounded, looking at nothing. Beatrice stands close by with Rooster’s hand on her lower back, “Oh, another thing before I forget, my husband loves my body, the way it is.”

Rooster’s hand slowly drops to her ass where he keeps it just so the triplets could see, “Don’t talk shit about my wife.” he warns, “Ever again…and stop looking at her ,fuckhead.” the one with Melinda just looks away sheepishly, “Come on,gorgeous.”

They enter the house and leave the three couples completely alone, shocked and awkwardly looking around.

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oflights · 8 months

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Do you have minor ships in Drarry fics that you like/dont like? Cause I have really weird opinions where I really love some background ships (Hermione/Ron, Harry/Charlie, Ginny/Pansy), dont like others for no good reason (Luna/Ginny, Neville/Harry), and others only if they fit ~my perculiar criteria (Harry/Ginny only as teens/young adults not older, Draco/women only in an arranged marriage cause my Draco is GaY) :D

hi! hmmm, i don't know if i have ones i really dislike that much. i guess one that bothers me is like harry/draco blaise/ron pansy/hermione all at once, or that sort of thing? i like (what my head thinks is) a more realistic view of how friend groups tend to mix. i will always have a soft spot for ron/pansy tho.

and i've said before that even though i ship ron/hermione i do think they'd have a bumpy ride/break up/maybe sometimes it doesn't always work out. i don't like when they're just the boring stable straight couple (even though i think ron is straight, in my heart) popping out babies in the background of harry's mess (my acceptance of epilogue compliance starts and end with scorpius' name, everything else goes in the trash) i like them to have some drama of their own!

i am famously okay with harry and draco with other people in fics, haha, and most of those ships work for me as long as the other partner isn't demonized. harry/ginny and draco/astoria are both cool with me but u have to be nice to them. i also don't mind the arranged marriage stuff BUT i don't always headcanon draco as gay, read/write him as bi sometimes, and probably prefer draco/astoria to be a real relationship. sorry to disagree!!

this is getting wordy so

i think my brain does this weird calculus for that where i actually don't see harry/ginny working out as a real adult couple outside of nostalgic adolescent feelings/idyllic teen sweethearts (which is hilariously ironic, since my husband is my older brother's best friend who i met in high school...) but draco/astoria would have connected post-canon as adults or near adults, when draco has grown up and reflected and redeemed himself a bit. so that works out better to me in my mind, like astoria set up not as a remnant of his old pureblood life that he has to endure but as someone who helps him change for the better and is a part of that growth, because she's going through a similar change. even when they get married, i like when they kind of feel like they're tricking their parents about it lol. like yes we're married but we're not going to be like you! love breaking generational trauma patterns.

i know this is kind of a hot take and rarely see people agree with the above lol. my preference for writing harry and draco with other people is to go for OCs because i think people are inevitably going to hate them no matter what, so i might as well make them original. also the idea that you only ever date people you went to school with is so boring to me!! tbh i like both harry and draco to have dated around a bit before they're together.

#asks #anonymous #these are fun on boring work mornings lol

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psalacanthea · 2 months

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But she knows that in the end, all things must end in death. Orin, Enver, even the Elder Brain will all die. For she is the Flesh of Bhaal, and although she fights against her Father's gifts, in the end it is all for Him.

Then she gets amnesia. Oops.

Status: Updates Randomly when she forcibly takes over my brain. Chronological status not guaranteed. I might write more Abdirak next.

Dragon Age

Reforged in Dragon's Fire

Follows the story line of Dragon Age Awakening. After the death of the Archdemon, Phoebe Cousland has been transmuted from the bright, brilliant girl that Nathaniel Howe remembers into something bitter, cold, and hard. Although she's saved his life and made him a Warden, she cannot seem to stop herself from trying to place the crimes of his family upon his shoulders.

Since a young age, everyone knew she was meant to marry Nathaniel's brother Thomas. But the betrayal of war took him from her, and all of her rage, confusion, and anger has finally found a target in his brother. Nathaniel, for his part, struggles with the revelation of his father's deeds, and the lies his family made him complicit in.

The ghosts of the past must be laid to rest before there is any hope of a future.

Status: It's hard to focus on right now! I have a chapter almost finished. I'd like to finish soon.

#semi-updated!

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angeldustsnumberoneslut · 1 month

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HELLO Y'ALL!! :3

My name is Cassidy, I'm trying to become a writer and I wanted to start with something small, So id like to get into fan fiction!!

THINGS I WILL WRITE FOR:

Hazbin Hotel/ Helluva Boss:

Vox,

Alastor, (platonic)

Lucifer,

angel,

husk,

Adam,

Rosie,

Molly/Mollie,(my interpretation)

Fizzaroli,

stolas,

Asmodeus,

Chaz,

Striker,

Loona,

Verosika,

and maybe blitzo.

I also love writing for some AU versions of some of them, like Shark!Vox, human alastor etc.

Spooky month:

(Characters I will NOT write for.)

any minors, if you do wish to request and aged up version of them i can do that, or if it's a platonic thing.

I WILL NEVER EVER EVERRR WRITE ANYTHING WITH FRANK(THE KIDNAPPER) ROY'S UNCLE, OR ANYTHING WITH BOB PHYSICALLY HURTING THEIR S/O. you can still request Bob but I won't write anything like, " he eats your arm and your attracted to it! *makes out*"

Cuphead:

(Casino cups):

Cuphead

Mugman

The devil

King dice

Chalace

(I'm not sure about the other characters cause I don't know all their lore)

Rise!TMNT:

(AGED UP.)

Leo

Donnie

Raph

April

Maybe Casey..

(Not writing for Mikey bc I absolutely HATE him in rise, don't get me wrong, love Mikey in every other one, just not rise.)

FNAF:

I cant list every character bc I love most if them, will not write for the souls inside the animatronics, will base it off of other media with their personalities not relating to the kids. Again, not writing for minors. Wich means, no golden Freddy, circus baby, or the bidybabs. I can't really picture those without thinking, Children.)

Sonic the hedgehog

Will write for:

SHADOW♥♥

Sonic

Silver

Blaze

Rouge

I will not write for tails bc he us a child. And also not for Amy because I hate her with a burning passion. Not quite sure why, I mean I have reasons but they aren't good, idk I just want her to pass away painfully.

RULES:

Absolutely no noncon.

I won't write reader that is not the gender the character is attracted to, like I wouldn't write a female reader for angel. although I do mostly think of Leo as a boy kisser I also see him as bi, same with husk.

I will write smut, but I am horrible at writing Dom women, sub/dom men and sub women I can do, if u really want dom women ask, but I might not, also woman on woman, not good at it whatsoever, if that is the case it might just be some oral but I'm not sure how to write something like that lol.

Please no abusive relationship asks, I don't want unhealthy relationship ideals to become something people look for in relationships.

If any of these things are requested to me you will be reported and blocked.

Also if a character is not in the fandom/list I made, please still ask! I am in many fandoms and couldn't think of more to put down because I am so tired at the time of writing this. If it is not on my list, please specify the character and piece of media they are from!

Also please specify weather you want a platonic, fluffy or smutty fic, otherwise I'll pick for you😈 (it'll be smut guys dw.)

I will not write character x character or character x oc, UNLESS it's like, an amazing ask, but it's not common you'll see me write smth like that. I WILL do specific reader traits though, ex: Bunny!reader (LITERALLY ME GUYS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH♥♥) hellborn!reader, mutant!reader, etc.

I do still attend school, meaning my schedule for uploading will be absolute shit I'm sorry. Dont expect anything from 7am-5pm during the week. (On weekends it depends weather I get up or bed rot All day)

One last thing, I love drawing! If you ever see any kind of fiction you would like to see drawn, I would love to, please send an ask/request to draw a part in a fic! Only thing is that I will/can not draw any smut, nor will it be digital, I can really only do traditional art, so enjoy my low quality photos of paper😋

I can't wait to see requests from everyone, and be able to write them! I hope u have an amazing day/night, remember to eat and drink smth today, and dont stay up all night reading smut. (AHEM...)

-Angels#1slut.♥💟

#blog rules

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velvetineblue · 6 months

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What do you think the fandom for your character would be like? Are they a fan favorite, a love to hate villain, derided for whatever reason, or something else?

By contrast, what would their haters dislike about your character? Is it a petty complaint? A mischaracterization of the character or their intentions? Are they just a woman in a largely male-centric series?

What is the quote between your character and their love interest/whoever they might be shipped with that their fans would latch onto? ( i am here...for taiquinn content any day :DDD )

What do you think the fandom for your character would be like? Are they a fan favorite, a love to hate villain, derided for whatever reason, or something else? This is tough; I don't really know how other people see him ! But to me . . . I know that I do not see Tai as being the 'main character' or fan fave in a potential narrative. I know if I were ever going to pitch a show using my OC's, he wouldn't be the main character: not in a bad way, like it's not that I don't think he can carry that role!! It's just that I think his best and most natural position is ... as part of a duo. Or part of a group. I think he's the type of character who may not nessecarily be the fan favorite, but if you took him out of the cast . . . the group would suddenly feel very off. The chemistry would be off, and it feels a lot emptier without him. He contributes a lot to the 'heart' of the group -- perhaps more than anyone realizes, until he's not there, and his absense is suddenly felt very strongly. I think he is a glue or essential member that most people like, but only a rare niche part of the fandom LOVES to the point of like, caring enough to write fic about or make fanworks that focus on him, heh. but those niche people who do obsess over him individually are super cool ; ) bahahah By contrast, what would their haters dislike about your character? Is it a petty complaint? A mischaracterization of the character or their intentions? Hmm... well, the way he experiences love can be very intense. Obsessive. All-consuming. Unhealthy; problematic, sometimes. I know from feedback I've seen & gotten before that some people understandably don't like that... and that's fine ! His personality is the result of trauma that manifested in a variety of ways: some of it unfolded in a positive way, into healthy coping mechanisms, but a lot of it . . . very much did not. But ... I'm not the kind of writer who cares about giving all my characters positive character devolpment that makes them their 'best', healthiest self. Some people say that's romantasizing or 'normalizing' unhealthy attachments, but, idk ... I think it's a 'to each their own' thing. Because for myself, I prefer seeing characters/relationships I can relate to in media, rather than characters/relationships I aspire to be/have? I hope that makes some sense... But tbh, I really wouldn't care if anyone dislikes him, for any reason— whether it's a valid reason or not. ( Excluding racism, sexism, homophobia, etc. Then ur a lil bitch baby. ) But other than that... not every character is for everyone ???? And I mean that both in the sense that you can't possibly expect everyone to like your characters, but also literally: not every character is written for ME to like. There are characters out there that I LOATHE or feel absolutely nothing for: but they reach their intended audiennce: other people in the fandom will feel represented by that same character, and/or that character brings them great comfort/entertainment... so yeah. I truly do not care when someone hates my characters JASJAJ. It doesn't offend or bother me at all; I will simply tip my hat to them and suggest they seek out other characters who do speak to them!! : D

What is the quote between your character and their love interest/whoever they might be shipped with that their fans would latch onto? ( i am here…for taiquinn content any day :DDD ) BLESS U, FERRE, for I too am here for Taiquinn content any day !! I have no idea what quotes potential shippers would latch onto ( if there's one thing I learned from answering these asks, it's that I actually have no idea what fandoms like & how they perceive things??? ksksksk WHY DID I EVEN REBLOG THIS MEME???????? ) , but to give this an answer, I went through their threads and found many quotes from Lynnie's replies that I love, hehe. THERE'S MANY I COULD PICK, but I think I'll say this one 'cause it summarizes/depicts many things about them that I love <3 “I missed that. This. Us, doing what we do best.” Trouble? Violence? She means being side by side, connected, looking after each other - what was taken away from them when they were apart. “I said something earlier. Something that I know hurt you. I keep on thinking and… I don’t know if it’s you I’m truly mad at. I believe I’m mad at.. This world. This world that rejects us, that rejects the life we’re living in a way we’re never safe to exist together. A life that’s made of This. Of having to run away.” She pauses. Each one of her pause leaves her voice suspended in the atmosphere, with a thought, a look, a caress on his hand. “But… I wouldn’t trade it for anything else.” I think this shows the duality of why they are so good together. Taiquinn work so well together because they have shared ideals, a shared goal, and shared interests. They both want to fix the world, because they consider it broken and unjust. They both enjoy thrills, action; they like playing games and challenging others. It's easy to see how they were drawn to each other and why they make a good team: they have very obvious compatibilities right there on the surface, which anyone with eyes can see asjajj But Quinn also mentions their more private inner world together, which is not necessarily apparent to others: their relationship is not all about how fun it is being rebellious and revolutionary and beating people up together; it's also about them looking after each other. (The 'something' that hurt Tai was her saying he had 'abandoned' her. And that hurt him deeply because... ) Another thing that bonds and glues Taiquinn to each other on a more intimate level is that they became each other's safe place. The safe, warm, loving home that neither of them experienced before they found each other. Both of them grew up in unstable homes without ever feeling safe, without ever feeling truly seen or heard, and without a family they could rely on... and so they did for each other what nobody else did for them. They protect each other. They can trust each other completely. They understand each other. They built the home and family that never had, with each other. So they have these two very strong reasons they are bonded together, and sometimes those two things are even at odds !! For example, they both want to change the world for the better: but it's hard to 'look after each other' when you're always making yourselves targets... 🤔 But despite how complicated that dilemma is, they make it work, because yes their lives are constantly full of chaos and things blowing up and unpredictability... but THEY remain always there for each other: the one stable, reliable, trustworthy, dependable thing you can always count on is that Tai will be there for Quinn and vice versa. IS WHAT I'M SAYING MAKING ANY SENSE IDK I feel like I just rambled a lot, but basically. tl;dr: they are chaos gremlins with a cause, and they love it, and wouldn't have it any other way............ but the one constant, reliable, faithful thing in each others live is their love and trust in one another. and they also wouldn't have that any other way, either. so it's like they get the best of both worlds: the revolution, AND the comfort of each other < 3

#yes i have asks /THIS/ old ( and older ) in my ask box..... nobody notice that this meme was posted like 6 months ago pls HAHASHHA.#but fr; sorry this is so late; sometimes I'm just not in the mood to talk about my opinions or ramble abt my own muses asjajjj #so it takes me awhile~#also i am so sorry for the formatting on this post asjjaj. one day we will know why tumblr takes it upon itself to add random big letters &#italizations to my posts but.......... that day is not today.

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nateriverswife · 11 months

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Hii! I’m scared This may come off as a bit weird or something..but I just want to tell u that I really enjoy reading mazaroth! I’ve literally never read a fic w/ oc’s in them, and usually avoid first pov, but I instantly liked your fic and it’s become one of my Deathnote favorites. <3

My fave thing about the fic is how it feels like this real world when I’m reading it. I feel like actually immersing the reader into the world you created yourself is such a hard but important thing to do- and you’ve done such a great job at it!

when the MC is writing to mazaroth I feel like she’s directly talking to me . so when the mc switches from writing in the diary to real life I’m sucked out of this convo between two friends and my little world has abruptly ended, as if someone has interrupted a conversation between two real friends.

I also like the parts where the MC stops writing and is now experiencing the real world around her, bc they just have a really good use of character voice in them. The description of her thoughts and views about what’s around her makes me feel like I’m inside the MC’s head.

And Istg when I see you reblog posts about the struggle of writing I literally cannot relate more haha. I don’t write at all at this point bc of it. if I don’t get something the way I want it right away on the first try then I instantly get discouraged and stop.

good job, at not just having the courage to write and express yourself, but sharing your work. That can be such hard to do, But you did itt! Keep on slaying!! <3

*Insert awesome and not-socially-awkward ending here*

Okay, so you have decided to make me cry.

This literally brightened up my day. You have absolutely no idea what all of this means to me. I read this before getting to my study session, and I kept stopping myself every two minutes and just saying “oh my goodness”.

I can’t even find the right words to thank you, cuz “thank u” is literally not enough to describe how grateful I am for this message.

I do know that OC fics and 1st pov (especially together) are not so popular or liked so wow, seeing you saying that even though you aren’t drawn to them, you still enjoy my fic sends me over the roof.

And you literally described what I was trying to do with it, and the fact that it seems to work… omg. I want the readers to feel like they are part of the Wammy’s, in some type of way, because the original idea was just kind of a slice of life of what I thought L experienced at the Wammy’s. Just a nice cozy story about kid!L, but then I asked myself: why don’t I create situations that could explain why L thinks humans are cunning and why he can’t make friends and what I think the Wammy’s is? And it ended up being this mess, because if I had only focused on him, it would’ve been boring. In my opinion, he doesn’t care about the Wammy’s unless there is someone that pushes him to be part of that world (here, mostly Ayla, Ethe and Lex - in different ways, of course).

I then had to decide the way to write the story, and 1st pov seemed the best, because:

the diary is relevant, not only to make the reader feel like Ethe is talking to them, but it’s actually very very important to the plot.

she is part of the wammy’s, even if she feels like an intruder, so she can explain how it works, give her opinions, be judgemental asf, talk about what happened in the years prior and about other people there without being like random info-dumping.

she is the main person who initiates any conflict with L and I have this thing of trying to make the reader hate a canon character – like in my first ever dn fanfic, L was a huge asshole; not only he blamed the MC’s brother of her murder, but he then sent him to the death row, after making him get some important documents for him – so I need the reader to follow Ethe’s thought process, even though they might not have all the pieces, and be on her side, otherwise it would’ve been a random ass person that literally attacks L out of nowhere.

related to point above, if the reader doesn’t know L’s pov, I can make him do all his behind-the-scenes tricks and they will know about them once Ethe will too.

It’s also very angsty, and I feel like this is done best when you exactly know how the character feels and thinks lmao.

But anyway, about the diary making it seem like you are having a conversation with her – this only makes me want to finish it as soon as possible, because the last chapter is actually the first chapter I thought about, like I exactly knew how to end this story before even starting to write it lmaoo

Thank you again!

And if you ever write something and publish it (or if you have anything published rn), please let me know. I would love to read it. I know how hard it can be, and you didn’t ask for advice or anything, but I will still give it to you.

I started to write when I was 13 and I published stuff I am deeply ashamed of, but if I hadn’t that, I would’ve not been here. It was a pile of flaming dog shit, but it was fun, so I kept writing. Even if no one was there to read it. I had my ups and downs. I deleted stuff, I republished it, I went back to rewrite them, I had months in which I didn’t touch the story once and so on. The writing process is anything but a linear one, and that’s fine, because that means you are growing.

And I totally get what it means to want something to be in a certain way the first time. I too have this problem, to this day, after years of writing, and to be honest, because I don’t hold the secrets of the universe, I don’t have a solution. In the past, when something like that happened, I would try to focus on some other fics, hoping that some type of blessing would fall upon me, but nowadays, I continue to write the same story and keep the part I don’t like as it is, until I go back to edit it. Usually, I end up changing that part and it fits better, because I know what it comes next and can easily connect the two.

Actually, that happened to me yesterday. I was writing the 16th October chapter, and I wrote up to a certain part and I know what I needed to write at the end of it, but the middle part – I had absolutely no clue, so what I did was writing some sentences that I needed to remember to add in the middle part and went directly to the part I had in mind. Then I went back to fill the gap.

I also feel like something that really helps is having an outline and write chapters without publishing them or editing them.

I used not to write an outline and to publish chapters as I was done writing them, and that’s why I never completed any story, because I didn’t know where the story was supposed to go and what exactly should happen to these characters. I just had in mind some scenes and tried to connect them. It was honestly a mess. And I am not saying that you can’t do this, but if you are someone like me, outlining seems like a chore but it is actually so useful, also because while you are writing it, you get all these new ideas you never thought of and you can now add them where it fits best and you can clearly see where the story is going.

It takes a while, not going to lie. I had to create a notion template to keep track of everything. It took me almost two months (jan-feb of this year) to finish it (because it had a lot of chapters so that was my bad – usually fics are not this long so it might take less) and since then, I managed to write 15 chapters (that are yet to be published). Considering that it took me two years to write the first 10 chapters of Mazzaroth, it is an improvement. And it’s because now I know what to write for each chapter, so I don’t need to ponder, after I finish one, what’s going to be next, I just write.

I still need a lot of time to get things started if I have no idea how Ethe should say to Mazzaroth, but it doesn’t take me so long anymore.

Since it is not a race, taking your time to write things as you want is really important. For me, publishing is also a factor that discourages me sometimes, because now other people will be aware of it, so I learnt to write as many chapters as possible, until my motivation naturally disappears, because interests can change over time. So, maybe, take in consideration that this could a factor for you too. Also don't focus too much on how things are written in the first draft. First draft is about the content not the presentation.

This is all the advice I can give, because other stuff may be more personal, but writing is a learning process and there should be no shame in it. You can’t get everything right at first try, and I think it’s better because you can’t improve if you don’t have a benchmark to start from, which should be only your older fics, in my opinion, cuz comparison to others could lead to lose motivation – “I will never be like them” and you don’t have to. If we were copies of one another, there would be no diversity and that would be extremely boring.

I am done for real now lmao. Thanks again. I really appreciate you. I get so happy when I see you in my notes to be honest lmaoo

#dn.inbox #death note fanfiction #tag fic: mazzaroth #death note #death note oc #dn.fanfic

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oddinary4bts · 11 months

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ah ok this might sound silly but the way ppl are talking about Laura is.... a lil uncomfy? she's just a girl pls like obviously she's not perfect but I'm so tired of ppl villainizing girlies the man moved on with? this is not at all a comment on ur writing (which is spectacular) but I hope anons can lay off the "blonde girl rebound" trope pls (bc everyone is human and deserving of respect 💖💖💖💖). I am a girl's girl !!! I wish oc healing & better communication skills, I wish jk love & a healthy heap of emotional intelligence, and I wish laura.... I wish her a man who isn't in love wit someone else 😭 (and some compassion for jk's scar oop). N E WAYS love u and ur writing and I can't wait to read more!!!! <3

Thank you so much✨ I guess I am biased when it comes to Laura bc I kinda wrote her with an idea that she’s a villain you know (and not like trying to imagine that she is to be mad at her for jungkook choosing her)?? Like I know some stuff that she is going to do in future chapters that is pretty villainy sooo there’s that

And the fact she’s blonde was entirely just to add contrast when oc sees her and jungkook together! Bc jungkook is all dark and laura is all pastel colours and light hair hahaha so I’m sorry if it used the blonde girl rebound trope, it wasn’t with that in mind that I wrote it that way. At the end of the day, the fic is reader insert and I have very dark hair, I just wanted laura to be an opposite ya know? I tend to insert myself as my characters bc it makes it easier for me to write sooo.. yeah. Sorry if it seemed like the blonde girl rebound trope bc that wasn’t the intention at all

She does deserve a loving man, that’s for sure😌 all of them deserve love and everything this world has to offer, but we all know jungkook is not the one for laura huh??

Just want to conclude with I’m sorry that I gave people a vehicle to hate on Laura, I will try to be careful in the future! And it also really does not sound silly, thank you for letting me know that it makes you uncomfortable

#the forgotten spaces ask #the forgotten spaces #jungkook #the forgotten spaces series #anon ask

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babystrcandy · 1 year

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⭐️hiiii so first I stumbled upon the lucky one and it’s so good😭😭😭 their dynamic is so cute and I’m sad for jk bc oc really hates him rn, even though I think she is in denial rn and just wants to put this blame of her injury on someone and jk is the closest person to her atm. I hope she tries to hear him out in the future bc holding a grudge won’t help her heal😞😞 but awesome writing nonetheless.

AND THEN I STUMBLED UPON MATILDA AND OMG😭😭😭 idk if it’s the yoongi bias in me but I love the fics with the trope of old siblings bestfriend and younger sibling who has feelings and YOU DID NOT DISAPPOINT. The angst was angsting😭😭😭 I also wonder if he genuinely has feelings for her bc the last scene in her backyard, he was telling her how he still sees her like a little sister, so is he trying to deny his feelings or are these his genuine feelings🧐🧐 but I love this story nonetheless. And Matilda is one of my fav movies as well

Also not to be pushy, but do you know how many parts you might make Matilda and how soon the updates will be?? Thank u sm and I love ur writing

HI HONEY!! I’m so glad you enjoyed the lucky one and Matilda ah thank you for your support on both!! Matilda was the first fic I wrote for the boys this past may I believe and naturally I had to write it for my bias 🙈 so I relate big time on being yoongi whipped

so luckily because of that all the chapters have been written and posted on ao3! I will be uploading them here too just so it’s easier to access!

Since it’s already written I’ll be posting updates every few days or every other day or maybe even every day depending on my schedule! I just need to edit them briefly then they should be posted quickly!

There’s 7 chapters in total (2/7 have been uploaded here!) and one extra chapter as of right now! I do also have another extra chapter in the works that will probably be posted in the new year! Again, thank you so so much for reading!! 🥺❤️

#asks #anon #fic: the lucky one #fic: matilda

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jiminrings · 2 years

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MISSSSHANNAAAAAAAAHH my god i have so much to rant about.

First thing first, IF SOMEONE EVER KISSED ME AFTER THEY SAID "I HOPE U STOPPED FOLLOWING ME AROUND LIKE A DOG." I WOULD'VE SLAPPED THEM. LIKE NUH UH I AINT TAKIN SHIT. (More over if i'm a mma fighter level i'd throw them away literally)

SECOND OF ALL, SEOKJIN BEST BOII, CAN THEY LIKE MARRIED PLATONICALLY(?)

I REALLY HATE HOW STUPID JK IN THIS FIC (and how everyone, including himself, also aware of his stupidity) BUT GOD ISN'T IT TOO CUTE TKSKNZONQKAMQIA TO HAVE SOMEONE STUDYING PARAMEDIC JUST TO TAKE CARE OF U .. like supportive best boi arc my fav, he turned into a golden retriever realquick. I almost forgive his previous bastard action.

Its 2 am rn, i had to work tomorrow (which is literally this morning) this is a nice bedtime story i might strangle jk in my dream.

Thankyou.

UR BRAIN… that line specifically really sealed the deal of 5w!jk being the most out of line character i’ve ever written </3

that can be arranged 🤨🤨 platonic soulmate jin would just do anything in this world for oc!!!

You’re So Real. i’m gonna say this again n again but 5w!jk specifically is very rash n stupid!! even he knows that!! hopefully i get to write part two so u could see the actual verbal apology n what transpires in their future!!

thank u for reading at 2 am i hope u had a good day today <3

#mass answered #answered #5w feed #love mail

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wooahaes · 2 years

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On the topic of social media AUs ... maybe it's just me but it also leaves me feeling a little weird when white people use pictures of some pretty korean girl for y/n. Like. It feels a little off to me? Why would you use a korean person when both you and probably a majority of your readers aren't korean? To make it more realistic bc a korean is more likely to meet them? I mean it's idol x reader fiction, it's unrealistic by default

I don't mean to be rude to anyone or call anything out I just feel some sorta way about it.

Also I think it's just a little sad to write fiction where the reader is supposed to identify themselves with y/n but then taking that possibility away from so many people by adding a picture. If you want y/n to be an OC (which would be fine but) then just make an OC instead of calling them y/n...

oh hi nonny i absolutely want to talk about this

my friend ursa has a very good post (two, actually) about this sort of thing and how to fix it. sorry to hype her up again, but her posts are genuinely a good read and i feel do hit on the topic that people just... don't ever address. reader insert fics are meant to be inclusive (which ik me writing LHC was definitely excluding people who aren't chubby, but i feel like there's defo a difference between "automatically excluding people from the get-go without even attempting to warn about it" and "someone writing representation for themself because they rarely get to see it").

the rest of this is going under a readmore because i hate having long asks on my blog sdfkjhsdf sorry

i can't really say too much on the topic because i'm a white person speaking from a white perspective, but i get it, i think? it kinda feels... a little fetishize-y of korean women. if you want to write an OC and give her a face claim, do it. i personally do that when i give my readers friends, as do a lot of people.

at the very least, i wish people would warn their readers when a fic is going to be exclusive up front. i warn for when my reader fics are chubby!fem!reader (or even fem!reader in general), i've seen other writers warn that a fic has a fem!reader whos physically smaller than the guy. i've almost gone into a social media au until i saw that the writer gave a warning that they used ulzzangs for reader!! and i appreciated that, even if i didn't end up reading their fic!! i genuinely hold nothing against those writers because they put in that warning.

anyway not to throw my own shot out there but sometimes i genuinely wonder if like... people realize its probably easier to just not include ulzzangs for reader than having to match up appearances (long hair, or curls, or whatever) between pictures. i get using the same pics from the same person, but still--it's gotta be easier to just... not have to go looking for those pictures, right?

anyway if ur gonna use a korean girl for ur smaus u might as well use some girls from jstyle_evellet on instagram for once. fucking do it. i dare you. use yeom yoon-hye. use bae kyo-hyun. i DARE you to use someone who isn't the traditional petite pretty ulzzang girl you see everywhere. if your instinct is to go "ew no, why would i use them?" then maybe you should sit down and ask yourself the real reason why you use ulzzangs because it sure as hell isn't to "make it realistic"

#wooahaes.ask #asks.anon #not sorry for that crossed out part at the end lmao

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chouettecrivaine · 7 months

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tryingahandinholdingapen · 2 years

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(disclaimer that I don't know bnha canon at all and also reject roughly half of the fanon stuff I've found so)

I have a fic idea for bnha and idek if I want to read it or write it more but either way the idea keeps coming back to me

so shigaraki using video game terms

let's say that's partly bc he just enjoys video games and partly bc it's frequently a convenient metaphor/way of communicating stuff fast (like, u could say that guy over there has a Quirk that affects 10 metres in a radius around him, or u could say his attacks Aoe is 10m (don't be mad at me if I get terminology wrong lmao I'm just tryna get the gist of the idea across))

anyway

let's say this is a fic where

- dabi is touya todoroki

- several (but not all) of class 1-A have in the past or in the present strayed into vigilantism

- we have shinsou hitoshi in class 1-A bc I say so

- dabi/hawks

- hero commission bashing

- maybe some all might bashing?

I feel like I keep going off on tangents lmao anyway my main idea is that like basically Izuku forcibly adds all of Class 1-A (but no teachers) and all of the League of Villains to a discord or made up gc app, or gets someone else to do it, via hacking or smth like he doesn't approach them everyone just gets a notification of some form saying they've been added to a gc

and basically what happens is that several things are mentioned eg 1-A hating Endeavor, hints at vigilantism, and hero commission bashing, that makes the League slightly more inclined to listen, and then Izuku just fucking.

he makes it a video game basically lmao

everyone is aware that this is somewhere between an extremely extended metaphor and a weird agreement of challenges/engagement that only works if everyone keeps to the internally agreed rules, but everyone DOES keep to the internal rules of the game bc it's entertaining and bc it leads to more compromises that help both sides get shit done, it benefits communication and honestly why not. why not just see where this goes

izuku (and possibly another character or OC who is more believably villainish inclined?) plays like. narrator almost, assigning missions and conditions for failure/success etc. you can accept or refuse missions but there may be consequences

it's probably not actually discord they're doing this on it'd be some made up app for the purpose of the fic but it functions similarly in that it has channels/subgroups that only certain people can access. there's one for everyone, there's one for the League, there's one for all students, there's one for the vigilantes (some of 1-A plus Dabi), an anti-Endeavor one, etc etc etc. there's a lot of groups. the vigilante one may or may not be a separate channel to the one for those who r on the line between hero and villain (this includes Hawks, who is not a villain but loves Dabi, hates the hero commission, was sent to spy on the League by the Commission, and is constantly internally screaming at all times)

at first it seems there are only two overarching arcs/missions available: Hero or Villain, and everyone at first has to publicly pick one and it's v much 1-A vs League, tho the missions etc are subtly made so that they harm each other and bystanders slightly less than before the discord started

over time it becomes clear that 1) literally nobody there even the 100% heroes likes the commission the best case scenario is "I think it needs some reform to be effective and more ethical yikes" 2) its not just heroes and villains there's ppl in between. at some point there's how many is revealed but not who, after the first choice of Hero vs Villain (reform/imprison all villains and vigilantes and save as many as possible vs kill all might and in some way destroy the hero society structure type deal) nobody is necessarily obligated to tell anyone what they currently feel or their alliances or what they're aiming for

(Hawks causes complete fucking chaos at one point by posting on the main channel smth along the lines of "I'm going to cry someone else just approached me and I am now on five separate sides someone help me I am not this good at acting or time management I'm gonna get Caught I'm gonna Die I can't be a quadruple agent" to which naturally everyone went WHAT THE FUCK WHAT FIVE SIDES ARE YOU ON and THERE'S F I V E SIDES NOW and WHAT SIDE ARE YOU ACTUALLY FUCKING WORKING FOR THEN etc)

(the five sides are in no particular order 1) the hero commission 2) the league 3) UA/Nezu 4) vigilantes 5) heroes who do not agree with the commission OR vigilantism)

(someone help Hawks he is so very very stuck)

(he refuses to clarify what side he's on but does clarify that "I'm not even sure I know rn I have some allies everywhere and some enemies...not everywhere but lots of places" and "but I can assure u I too hate the hero commission fuck the hero commission")

everyone involved keeps this shit QUIET okay nobody except those on the discord knows the discord exists

but it does still influence their actions

which means yeah there's UA teachers having a crisis bc "why are the League suddenly so quiet and not committing more violent crimes" "why did that hero student just let that villain run away..." "what is happening"

eventually the League of Villains becomes the League of Vigilantes, yay reformation sort of

all for one fucking dies

fuck the hero commission

there's reluctant "live and let live" attitude to the L of V but all of 1-A loves them

it's great

this isn't v coherent but idk how to explain it better I promise in my head it's amazing lmao

#fic idea #bnha #boku no hero academia

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favoniuscodex · 3 years

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[SUBMISSION FIC] changing tides. (childe x gn.reader)

summary: up until a short while ago, it seemed that you hated childe, just like a lot of people do. but now? now that doesn’t quite seem the case anymore. and childe doesn’t necessarily know what to make of it.

potential warnings: enemies to lovers (? if that’s really not your thing, though this is firmly in the “to lovers” range)

word count: ~2k. god

HELLO ALL, wrote a fic bc i got emo abt not pulling childe yet,,,,,, i hate him but i love him,,,,,, this was originally written with an oc of mine in mind but i’ve since changed it for a reader insert since i think that fits just as well. first time writing for childe in this manner, so if characterisation is off, don’t blame axia i swear to god. and to axia - bless u for letting me submit this kjshfkjsd. hope everyone enjoys wheeeee

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something’s bothering childe about your closeness, and he hates that he just can’t seem to mask it as well as he can with others. for some time now, the two of you have been at this back-and-forth sort of rivalry, where he teases and pokes and pushes, and you snarl at him to quit the shit unless he wants to get his lights knocked out. he’s certain you just hate him, and there’s something to that that just thrills him. hell, even when the two of you fight physically, trading blows in a spar that started just because he got on your nerves just a little too much, he’s still grinning the whole time. to an extent, he’s used to your hatred, maybe even revels in it, and there’s something with you that he just can’t keep away from. but even when he teases, he doesn’t get the same response back anymore. scathing glares and sneers have been handed in for only narrowed glances and pursed lips - loathing for just annoyance. even then, it feels off-kilter in a way. surely you’re not just… getting bored of him, are you? it troubles him. and that troubled feeling is precisely how he finds himself here.

he’s invited himself over to your house once more, barging in without knocking even, but not once do you demand to know why he’s found fit to enter without asking. he’s louder than normal as he drapes himself across the back of the couch as dramatically as possible, turning that obnoxiousness dial of his as high as it can go, all in hopes that you’ll try to kick him out or grab your blade and demand he meet you outside… but there’s nothing. you glance at him out of the corner of your eye, you snicker and groan at his antics and wave him off with a dismissive shake of your head, but he just can’t get to you like he used to. with a huff, he plops down heavily in the chair next to yours in your living room while you take care of some papers for work. again, you send him that sideways glance and a raised eyebrow, and he waits for even a vaguely scathing comment. he hears you hum, amused (amused???), but you make no other comment as your gaze returns to your paperwork. he has to try so hard not to visibly roll his eyes, and settles instead for propping his chin up onto his palm and giving a long, drawn-out sigh as he pouts in the direction of your living room window. then, finally, he hears you sigh in turn and put both pen and paper down, and he has to fight back a smile when he sees you turn to him out of the corner of his eye. you lean in close, and he waits for his long-overdue reprimand. but no. even still, even now, you just stare at him, eyes narrowed as you lean forward. he glances your way too, nonchalant (though perhaps not entirely), and he hopes you can see that challenging glint in his eye, that you’ll rise up to it. you frown, and give a quiet huff. “okay, fine,” you tell him, almost exasperated, “I’ll bite. what’s wrong, childe?” he shrugs, moving his gaze to stare out the window once more as he gives his own dismissive sigh. “nothing,” he says simply, and this time doesn’t stop the shit-eating grin from creeping across his face. he hopes it bugs you. “nothing at all.” you purse your lips again, and lean ever closer, until you’re sitting on the edge of your own seat. you reach out to him, and he, like the fool he is, gets his hopes up for but a moment before you subvert all his expectations and grab his hand instead. carefully, you pry it out from under where his chin was resting, forcing him (intentionally or not) to sit up straight again and you clutch his palm in both of yours. your grip is tight, insistent, but it doesn’t hurt. it’s an odd feeling coming from someone like you, and he doesn’t know quite what to make of it. the thought makes something churn in his stomach. “you can be a real awful liar sometimes, you know that?” you tell him; there’s a teasing edge to your voice, but it doesn’t cut into him, doesn’t do damage in the way he wants it to. he pouts again, and you frown right back. “see, there it is again. something is wrong.” he gives a short huff, and turns his gaze even further from you. “it’s… fine. really, it’s nothing,” he responds, deadpan. it’ll *have* to be fine, since you’re clearly no longer interested in him in the way you used to be. that’s fine. but then, you surprise him again - gently, even uncharacteristically so, your hand comes up to cup his cheek. childe almost flinches at the softness and genuine emotion behind the action, so thoroughly unused to the feeling of it (especially from you), but he holds it back as he turns his gaze back to stare at you, eyes carefully neutral. you frown then, and shift from your position in next him with a low, disappointed hum. his own eyebrows raise ever so slightly as you lean forward out of your seat and swing a leg over onto his lap so that you’re straddling him (still gently, he notes with some degree of frustration). your other hand, now letting go of where it held his, comes up to match its other, dragging fingers softly, sweetly, up the side of his neck til it meets the other cheek too. you tilt your head a few degrees the other way as you scrutinise him. “baby,” you murmur then, almost pleading, brow scrunched ever so slightly in what *has* to be concern. “ajax, sweetheart, talk to me.” he has to shut his eyes then as some new emotion washes over him like the tide onto the shore. he feels your thumb sweep over his cheekbone, and try as he might he can’t help but to lean into it with a quietly resigned sigh. it feels… nice. comforting. genuine. the last one twists his lungs ever more. “thought you said you hated me, hm?” he says in a low voice, unwilling to disturb the energy in the room with anything more playful like he’d normally say. he hopes the lump in his throat isn’t as audible as he thinks it is. “I seem to remember you making all of that quite clear to me before.” he can almost hear your eyes narrow and your forehead scrunch in confusion, though he’s still not opening his eyes to check (the one time he’ll indulge in cowardice). but soon enough, you sigh, and squeeze his face ever so slightly. “…not for a while now, though.” you pause. “and in any case, weren’t you supposed to be the observant one? thought you’d have noticed by now anyway.” he raises a single eyebrow at that, and opens one eye to catch a glimpse of your expression. your eyes are narrowed, still in concern (he thinks, though hopes not), but he can still see that spark of amusement twinkling deeper. your smile is small, soft, teasing as it pulls back even further watching him. he opens both his eyes then, rolling them as he sighs dramatically (pushing away that discomfort, that writhing feeling in his stomach, anything to get back to normal). he even brings the back of a hand to his forehead as he all but wails, “what a shame! and here I thought I found someone worthy of a strong rivalry with yours truly! what a shame that I really can conquer them all.” he sighs again, trading that neutral look for his signature grin. (what a shame that you’ve already conquered him so wholly.) you roll your eyes in turn, still not letting go of his face at all as you lean in closer. that amused spark grows brighter. “conquered? oh honey–” (that word again, normally dripping with contempt, oozes nothing but teasing love, and his stomach flips again) “–if you think even for a moment that just because I like you as much as I do you’ve won anything by default, then maybe you haven’t been paying attention.” childe opens his mouth to respond, another lighthearted quip on the tip of his tongue, but suddenly you react, eyes shooting wide as your hold on his face tenses so briefly. “wait, no, stop that! you’re dodging my question!” your eyes narrow again, back to concern and careful analysis. one hand lifts from his cheek and comes to rest against his shoulder. “what’s wrong, really? you’re so out of it, I’ve never seen you this uncomfortable.” (damn, he thought he’d been hiding it well enough.) “is it something I’ve done?” “no!” he blurts out, hating how quick the response is and how he can feel his face heat up at realising that. “i– no, just… I guess I didn’t expect such a… positive reaction to me bugging you as much as I’ve been trying to,” he finally confesses as he moves his gaze to the wall next to the both of you. it could use with some decorating, he thinks. “least of all from you, maybe.” the last part is much quieter, so much that even he has to almost strain to hear it. you hum in lieu of a response. instead, you lean in closer, yet closer, until your lips find his own. it’s slow, so slow he might have mistaken it once for hesitation if he didn’t know you any better, but when he tries to push back into the touch, you pull away just as much; your hands, on his face and his shoulder, press back and insist he stay put. you can’t stop his hands from dragging up along your thighs, however, to the edge of your hips, gripping just below the waist and squeezing where he can; he needs to ground himself, against this wave, this tsunami, of conflicting emotion. you pull away completely then, eyes lidded not with desire or annoyance like he’s used to seeing, but something else. “listen,” you implore, voice low and honeyed, “I didn’t particularly enjoy the realisation I genuinely liked you either. really, I mean it, you bastard!” you swat his arm when he chuckles at you. “but I love you. celestia knows I love you. I’ll not shy away from that, unless you’re really, genuinely discomforted by that.” you scrutinise him again as you glance over the space between you. “it’s new to me, at least. I know what this–” you gesture loosely between the both of you, “–was like before, and I know it’s different. however…” once more your hand matches its pair by coming up to rest on his face, though this time sliding further back to thread fingers into his hair. it’s nice, he thinks. “…i want to give it a try if you do.” he swallows the lump in his throat, or at least tries to. “say that again,” he demands, though it comes out weaker than he’d like. damn, his voice is still thick. you raise one brow. “this is new but I’ll give it a try?” “before that.” “I’ll stop if you’re uncomfortable?” “bit more.” “…ah,” you murmur simply. you let out a small chuckle then, before leaning in once more. your lips brush his ever so gently and he loves it. “I love you,” you whisper to him. like a secret meant only for him. he grips your hips tighter, pulls you closer to him, and he smiles back to you. “that’s the one,” he answers simply. he kisses you back yet again, and for some reason, it feels like a first, all over again.

#JSDKAKKASDKJAS THIS IS SO CUTE OMG OMG OMGKDSFSJDKJASKJJKASJKASKS #im IN LOVE WITH THIS #THANK U FOR THE SUBMISSION !!!!#childe x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #childe #submission fic #AAAAAAAAA THIS IS SO CUTE!!! SOFT CHILDE SOFT CHILDE #submission

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