#i think this is the longest snippet ive ever posted

[katytheinspiredworkaholic]

WIP Wednesday

Subconscious (Steve’s Story)

Summary: Steddie Canon compliant/fix-it fic paired with a corresponding story in Eddie’s POV, each chapter happens in tandem with the other. No matter what he does, no matter who he is with or what is happening in the aftermath of their failed battle with Vecna – Steve Harrington can’t stop thinking about Eddie Munson. He’s even begun to see him in his dreams…

(companion to this Eddie Snippet)

((Unbeta'd snippet from Chapter 02. I wasn't going to do another entire dream sequence, but this shows the difference between the stories in comparison to Eddie's version of the same dream. So this is super duper long. Not sorry. Steve's had a Day™ so he's already in need to a dream that's not a nightmare. Luckily for him this one is just jam-packed with nostalgia. The only parts of the snippet that might not make sense are 1. Joyce Byer's bought back her house, hence the Byer's family dinners. It's covered in the first chapter. 2. There's a conversation with Robin in Steve's kitchen that takes place and is referenced a few times in Steve's inner musings. 3. There's also references to the first dream with Eddie, which I have Eddie's version in a snippet that can be found [here], but I haven't posted Steve's version as a preview yet. See tags for CW/TW.))

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When Steve dreams, he’s usually driving.

Nightmares always begin as something else. Running, hiding, breathing so harshly his throat feels scraped raw. He feels bites, he feels punches, sharp instruments about to cut into his skin or pull his fingernails out one by one, he feels his body thrown against a wall, or something cold and flesh-like wrapped tight around his neck until he thinks he’s going to pass out. Nightmares are always full of the fear induced fleeing for his life, for the lives of the ones he cares about.

But in this dream he isn’t driving. And he isn’t running. He’s walking.

He recognizes Hawkins like he would recognize the shape of his own hand, or the feel of walking around his house knowing where every turn is and which steps on the stairs creak. It’s instinctual, looking up to see a random suburban landscape and knowing for a fact it’s how the houses are laid out Northeast of Maple Street. He knows the trailer park is just behind him, he knows that if he keeps following this road it will take him around town, past the rows of cookie-cutter houses, and into the woods where the Byers house resides. Further on the outskirts of town. If he was in his car, he could be there in 20 minutes.

But he’s walking along the empty street. His car is nowhere in sight, and oddly that feels okay. He’s not worried about it. Up ahead of him, he can see the kids messing around on their bikes, and Steve suddenly knows without a shadow of a doubt that they are going to Mrs. Byer’s house. The one she shares with Hopper, now, and with all of them on any given day of the week. The kids are taking their sweet time, jumping the curb and circling back slowly – he’s almost pleasantly surprised, thinking they are waiting for him.

Then Max speeds past him on her skateboard, and Steve forgets how to breathe for a second.

Max.

She looks over her shoulder at him, a smile escaping her despite every effort to smother it, red hair pushed back by the early evening breeze and mocking him with a tongue stuck out. Then she’s with the boys, schooling their asses on her skateboard even though they could leave her in the dust with their six speeds. They wouldn’t, though, and if Steve hadn’t already been walking he probably would have stopped at the sight. Only the momentum of one foot in front of the other keeps him moving.

He’s missed seeing her with the kids. Seeing her keeping them in line and on their toes, her presence was grounding, and the boys greet her like she had never been missing at all. Like she hasn’t spent every day of the past three months in a hospital bed, with no change and eyes closed. Lost in a dreamless sleep. (He hopes.)

No, he wouldn’t think about that now. Not with the sight in front of him. This… this was how it should be. The sun setting on Hawkins, all of them rounding themselves up and then heading to the one place they are allowed to be themselves. All parts of them, good and bad, strong and damaged. No one left behind.

“Harrington!”

That makes him stop. Steve suddenly doesn’t know how to move his feet. He turns and looks back towards the trailer park, hands in his letterman jacket pockets, and watches Eddie Munson jog up to him. Smiling, whole, as suitable to the late summer evening as anything ever has a right to be. He fits, in his ripped denim and metal band T-shirt, blues and pinks and purples of the sky making him stand out starkly.

“Munson,” he greets, smiling back and it feels more fond than it should. As if they’ve been friends for years, and not days. As if he’s always around to join them on their walk to the Byer’s place. Always around for Family Dinners.

Like he should be.

Steve teases him about it, because even in the dream it feels like Eddie has never been to those pushed together second-hand dining room tables in the backyard. Never been there to help pass food around, or fight the kids for the best hamburger patties, or chuck potato chips across the table to make his point about whatever he and the kids would argue about. Nerd stuff. Dungeons and Dragons. Steve wouldn’t know what the hell they were talking about, but he’d give anything in the world to be able to listen in. “I see you’ve decided to join us.”

“Yeah, well, I figured it was time for me to make an appearance in the land of the living,” Eddie shrugs at him, a handsome smile spread wide across his face. But his words make Steve’s insides go ice cold.

Always joking, even about his own fucking death. “That’s not funny.”

But Eddie cackles with laughter, like the madman he is, who just missed meeting his maker. “It’s a little funny. I almost died, man, let me own it.”

And God, it could be so easy. This would be the easiest conversation to have. It sounds so much like him, and Eddie is so much more vivid here than he is in the nightmares. His words are so authentic Steve isn’t even sure how his brain came up with them. ((This is a dream.)) he reminds himself. It’s only a dream, and dreams have to make some kind of sense if they are to continue. Steve doesn’t want to let go of this dream, with Max and Eddie there – where they should be. So he accepts Eddie’s easy quip, and tries to make himself believe that this is how it could be. Eddie almost died. But he didn’t. Maybe Steve had still done CPR, and maybe this time Eddie’s chest had started to move on its own, maybe he’d been able to help both Eddie and Dustin limp out of the Upside Down. Maybe he’d gotten the other man to a hospital.

Maybe Eddie Munson could have lived.

Maybe, instead of being the government’s scapegoat, they could have created a bullshit cover story like they had when Will ‘came back from the dead’, and he’d still be living in that shitty trailer park with his Uncle and bitching about trying to pass finals with Robin this year. Maybe this year could have been his year to graduate.

Maybe, just maybe… it could have all been so different.

They walk forever, it feels like. But Steve could have lived inside that moment for the rest of his days. He and Eddie talk shit about everything and nothing, the kids are up ahead but never so far that he can’t see them. Their voices trailing back down the street, Max’s laughter louder than all the rest. He doesn’t even remember the last time she laughed in the past year. Eddie is smiling at him, teasing him, pulls out a joint and lights it for Steve to take the first hit. Leaning in close and not caring about personal space in the slightest. It’s so easy. It’s so comfortable. It’s the best day Steve has had in weeks.

“So where are we going, again?” Eddie asks after what feels like hours. Steve has never thought of someone as such a weirdo in an affectionate way until a couple years ago. Dustin, Robin – of course, but Eddie has it in Spades. He owns it to the point that Steve can’t help but lean into it. Can’t help but think that only Eddie would walk for blocks and blocks with him without even asking where he was off to. Just along for the ride. Even though this particular evening was something that Steve had been wanting Eddie to be a part of for a long, long time.

Family Dinner. Mrs. Byer’s house; sweet little Mrs. Byer’s who barely came up to his shoulder and had more strength in her pinkie finger than half this damn town. She welcomes in everyone her boys bring home with open arms and big sympathetic eyes and an air about her that makes Steve think she must have been cool as fuck in high school. And the way she bossed Hopper around was a sight to see. They argued like an old married couple, even though there is some on-going inside joke about an unfulfilled date at that Italian place downtown. (Mostly because it’s not even there anymore, lost to the Upside Down. Steve had taken a few girls there back when his parents were funding his weekend excursions, it wasn’t cheap. And was not re-opening any time soon. So instead the two made spaghetti all the time and talked about Enzos like it had been a person they both knew.)

Eddie flips out when Steve mentions Hopper will be there, scrambling to put out the blunt and spitting saliva on the sidewalk like they would be able to smell it on his breath instead of all over his clothes and long hair. “You could have warned me! Fucking Hopper.” He says it with a smile, and Steve notices he doesn’t say ‘Officer Hopper’ or even ‘Chief Hopper’. Like he knew him before all of this.

“He’s not a cop, anymore,” Steve laughs, pausing their walk to let his hands hover near Eddie’s shoulder. The dork is putting the blunt out on the bottom of his high-tops and is not coordinated in the slightest to do so.

“Yeah but he’s busted my ass far too many times for me to show up at his HOUSE reeking of the devil’s lettuce,” Eddie says so matter-of-factly, and it sounds so genuine that Steve busts up laughing. His voice echoes down the street with it, Eddie watching him do so with a grin that’s a little more soft around the edges. “No joking, he would drag my ass to the back of his cruiser and scare the hell out of me driving past the police station. But he always took me home to Wayne, never booked me.”

“I get the feeling Hop never really booked a lot of us for things he should have,” Steve tells him, still laughing under his breath like he has the giggles, the vibration of them caught up in his chest and spilling out his mouth every few words. “He used to break up my house parties when I threw them, but it was always like… right at 10:00 at night. He let us have our fun, but never let it get out of hand.”

“No shit! I always thought those parties were short,” Eddie grins, glancing out into the night where the kids were still circling their bikes just out of ear shot. “In case you were too busy doing keg stands by the pool back then, I was the dealer set up in your kitchen selling blunts and baggies off to any passerby with a couple bucks on them.”

“Kinda hard to see when you’re upside down and chugging beer like oxygen,” Steve points out, but says it like an apology. He’d never known where the weed came from at his parties. It would just appeared out of thin air and in his hands like magic. Eddie nods along, understanding and not surprised. He’s not exactly a forgettable person, but the few times they’ve talked he always seems to think that he blends into the background. That it’s expected that Steve wouldn’t remember him at his house parties. The pang of guilt Steve feels is short lived, because Eddie glances at him with that twist of a smirk that should not be as handsome as it is.

“I also ate all your Oreos.”

“That was you?” Steve exclaims.

“Every time,” Eddie grins that shit-eating grin of his, not looking the least bit sorry. “I thought you were keeping them stocked for me! Your reputation as a host preceded you.”

“I hid them on the top shelf, by the wine glasses!”

“And I was set up in that little nook right by that cabinet, it was like my name was on them!” Eddie gestures widely as he speaks, moving his hands constantly in grand gestures that make it really hard for Steve to look away. He’d have to ask Robin if she’s ever seen Eddie in drama, he seems like he’d be good at it.

He pictures where Robin had been sitting in his kitchen just that morning, and realizes that’s the nook that Eddie was talking about. So it’s really easy for Steve to imagine Eddie there, instead, sitting on the counter with his container of oreos and his old-school metal lunch box full of blunts, dealing when the party was in full-swing. Holding court and maybe even telling people to back off if they asked for a cookie, pushing them back with his feet and doing that thing where he pretends to be more scary than he is.

“You’re something else, Munson,” he chides with no bite whatsoever. Steve hasn’t stopped smiling the whole walk, something like affection swelling up warmly inside him, and it probably has nothing to do with the weed. But it’s an easy thing to blame it all on.

The evening shifts not long after that; the rows and rows of suburban houses melt into trees that tower and stretch off into the distance, and the winding road comes to an end at the Byer’s place. It is a little one-story house half buried in leaves from the surrounding forest, but Hopper and Joyce have been hard at work getting it back into shape after the property being deserted for so long. It is a welcome sight, far more welcome than his own home has ever been; and Steve is so lost in the little details of it that he doesn’t realize Eddie isn’t walking next to him anymore.

“So this is your dream, is it?”

An ice cold sensation creeps into his chest, forcing Steve to stop and turn to look at Eddie. A good 15 feet back, hands in his jacket pockets, looking at the house like it’s something he’s not allowed to have. But it’s his words that strike to the heart of Steve’s confusion. ((Your dream.)) That’s what he said. But how could he possibly know…

“This. This is what we fought for?” Eddie asks, nodding to the house, the crowded driveway full of cars and bikes and the sounds of too many teenagers in the backyard (in the best of ways, not like Steve used to hear at his own home not so long ago). “No one is dead. Everyone is here. Family dinners.” It’s as if he’s reading Steve’s mind, because yes, yes that is what he wants. This is everything that they shouldn’t have, and can't seem to keep, no matter how hard they try to hold on to it – and he just wishes they could. That they didn’t have to try so hard to be happy.

“Yeah, Munson. This is it.” This is everything he’s ever wanted.

It’s the kind of evening dreams are made of, apparently. The watercolor sky gives way to darkness in a manner that doesn’t make his heart thump faster in fear. Stars poking through the inky indigo above them. Eddie is wide-eyed and nervous, but he’s here and whole and God that’s all Steve wanted. That’s all he’s wanted for weeks. Some days it feels like it’s eating him alive.

“...are you sure I should come in? I mean.” He gestures to himself, as if there’s something wrong with him on principle. Ripped skinny jeans and studded black leather belts, long hair and tattoos. Steve doesn’t think he’s felt this personally offended on someone else’s behalf in a long time. What kind of nonsense was Eddie on about now? Walking all the way here and not coming inside?

“Of course you should come in.”

He might have spoken a little more harshly than he intended, because Eddie’s gaze is avoiding him again. Steve can almost physically see the guy recoil and retreat into his natural defense mechanism. Make it a joke, over-exaggeration and all. He croons at Steve like the girls in high school used to, twisting a strand of hair in front of his mouth and swaying a little on the spot, ridiculous and owning it – asking if Steve would really miss him if he wasn’t there for dinner.

As if Steve hasn’t missed his stupid face every single day.

Yes, yes he fucking misses him. Steve can feel the space in the world that Eddie used to occupy, as if it was torn away violently and is still trying to heal.

He doesn’t know why Eddie doesn’t seem to understand that.

((This is a dream.))

And Steve is tired of not being able to say the words that have been screaming inside his head for months.

“It’s not right,” he grits out, shaking his head and he’s not mad at Eddie. But he can’t look away from him and he’s not entirely sure he’s controlling the expression on his face very well. “If you’re not here – with us. With me.”

Eddie’s not moving and hasn’t blinked, but his chest is still moving and he’s breathing a little heavier. Way to go, Harrington. Elaborate, dumbass. (Why does his inner voice always sound like Robin?)

“You…” fuck it all, he can’t stand to not talk about it anymore. “You died, Eddie. You actually died down there.” He’s moving towards Eddie, and thanks whatever lucky stars are making themselves known above them that Eddie isn’t backing up as he does. “...I did CPR on you forever trying to bring you back.”

He has no idea how long it really was. Chest compressions, counting out loud with every push, tilting Eddie’s head back just the right angle so when he pressed his mouth to Eddie’s blood-stained lips he could breathe air into his lungs and not his stomach. He was certified, but he’d never done it on a living person before, and Steve knows he had been a panicked mess. Doing chest compressions so hard he had been scared he was going to break one of Eddie’s ribs. But he did the maneuvers again, and again, and again with Dustin sobbing next to him and the others screaming at them through the radio that the gate was closing. Steve had never felt so hopeless as he had in that moment – because Eddie never drew another breath, and his dark eyes stared at nothing, and Steve wanted to curl up on the ground and cry but he couldn’t because Dustin wasn’t able to walk out of there on his own. He and Dustin never talked about it, but the kid had been near hysterical about not wanting to leave Eddie there on the ground, and really the only reason they made it out at all was because Steve had picked Dustin up and carried him out kicking and screaming – and also because Dustin stopped fighting him when he saw that Steve was crying, too.

He hates thinking about that night. It always comes back to him in vivid technicolor, but right now it’s… it’s not so bad, because Eddie looks genuinely shocked by Steve’s admission.

“You did?” he murmurs. And Steve does his best to not be offended, again. Did Eddie really think that they would just leave him for dead without doing absolutely everything they could to try and get him out of there? Did he think they wouldn’t try to save him?

Steve’s heart hurt as it beat hard against his ribs.

“Yeah, I did.” The dream is pressing in on him, it’s threatening to break apart – he can almost feel himself waking up. So he smiles at Eddie, and pretends just a little harder. Plays along. “Thank God, right?”

Because right now Eddie is still in front of him, so if Steve has to play the part to keep him there then he will. Steve can try and believe that all that CPR training hadn’t been for nothing, that he hadn’t failed both Eddie and Dustin in that field. That everyone had made it home.

Eddie holds up his hand, mind whirling behind his big dark eyes, and the grandiose gestures soothe Steve’s very being.

“You, gave me mouth-to-mouth.”

Well, when he puts it like that. Steve shrugs, plays it off as nothing strange. He was certified a couple times over. Lifeguard, Captain of Hawkins High Swim Team two years running. He just hopes the heat flushing up his neck doesn’t show on his face. Eddie doesn’t seem to be paying much attention, anyway, his awe-struck expression melting into disbelief as he cards his ringed fingers through his hair.

“Jesus Christ, Steve Harrington gave me the kiss of life and I wasn’t even awake to appreciate it.” Steve rolls his eyes at Eddie’s statement, rolls them so hard he’s surprised he doesn’t pull something. Like the novelty of ‘King Steve Harrington’ still held any weight anywhere in this fucking town. “My poor little gay heart, high school me would be devastated.”

“You’re still in High School,” Steve tells him on reflex, Eddie flipping him the bird, and the give-and-take of it all is so instinctual that Steve doesn’t really let anything process in real time. Eddie’s commentary is always so flippant and quick that it’s easy to not take it seriously. But he did hear Eddie, he heard every word, and very suddenly Steve feels like he’s back on the Starcourt bathroom floor with Robin and his world has tilted on it’s axis a bit.

My little gay heart

Gay.

Wait. Did he know about Robin? Did he know Steve knew about Robin, is that why he said it?

((Why is he thinking about Robin right now?))

“Wait – what did you just say?” Steve manages to get the words out, although his brain feels like it’s breaking apart a little bit.

And Eddie looks like he’s in the same boat, because he freezes and stares so wide-eyed at him that Steve worries for a second that they just broke the damn dream. Like a traveling carnival ride. He can’t even open his mouth to say Eddie’s name, or backtrack and tell him it’s cool, because like a flip of a lightswitch suddenly Eddie is moving and talking and his whole demeanor is somehow different than before.

“And that’s enough of this round of ‘Eddie Munson Opens His Big Fat Mouth’,” he laments, crossing the distance between them in seconds. His hands are on Steve’s shoulders, he’s so close Steve can smell the cigarette smoke and lingering marijuana and something that must be Eddie’s aftershave or shampoo. Steve about trips over his feet as Eddie pushes him backward, turns him, and traps him against the side panels of the BMW. Realistically, Steve should have pushed him back when it happened – too many nights thinking about the Russians man-handling him or Billy Hargrove beating in his face have made him skittish and defensive, but this was Eddie and how in the fuck did his brain know not to shove him away? He's not even panicking, not really.

When Eddie pushes him up against his own car, Steve doesn’t really think about anything at all… except the other guy’s hands. On his shoulders, steering him, like he’s done it before –

((Because he has.))

”C’mon Harrington. Go back to sleep.” "Harrington’s got her, don’t ya Big Boy?” ”Now you’re talking nonsense. Time for bed, big guy.” ”Just – just go back to sleep, Harrington…”

”You’ll forget all about this in the morning.”

Steve’s mind focuses, then, a metaphorical pair of binoculars adjusting inch by inch until the vision becomes clear. But he doesn’t focus fast enough for Eddie, who smiles in his face (standing so close), winks at him, and taps his cheek twice. The cold bite of those rings on Steve’s skin nearly jostles him into action. His hands were braced against his car to stay upright, now held tight to Eddie’s vest. The one he’d leant him, all those months ago. The one in Steve’s room, right now, that he can’t get rid of.

“Until next time, Harrington.”

((Next time? When was the first time?))

Wait…

He remembers, now.

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Steve opens his eyes.

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tbc

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Series Snippets:

- Dreamwalker (Eddie’s Story) (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

- Subconscious (Steve’s Story) (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

[steelycunt]

sorry if you’ve been asked this a thousand times, but how is it going with your pride au? so excited for, still thinking about the little snippet you posted a while ago. 

hi no not at all!! honestly love being asked about it it makes me very happy when people do because i like talking about it : ^ ) rambled a bit so ill put it under the cut with a little snippet!!

it’s going well thank you!! ive done quite a bit in the last couple of weeks by my own standards, and im looking at the last leg of chapter two now!! im quite a slow writer n will probably have to ease off soon for uni stuff, but as it stands the five chapters look like they will be about 20k each give or take a few thousand!! currently i have done about 31/32k so it’s already the longest thing ive ever written…truthfully though i think 95k is far too long so hopefully itll be reduced when i redraft it all. but yah!! having a lot of fun…chapter two is where it starts getting really fun (for me. hopefully it’s fun from chapter one for other people or we’re in trouble) i think chapter one and the start of two stressed me out a bit because there’s a lot more plot and a big ensemble cast im really not used to writing, but a lot of the major details have been established now!! and im really enjoying it...im quite happy with what im writing and im looking forward to being able to share it : ^ )

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[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

HI <3 GOODMORNING <33 pact in ur inbox time...

i think. the best, like, overall real pact propaganda i can give is that i had to stop reading it, like, a third through. like i had to sit down and go okay, i genuinely Cannot do this it will fuck my head up Too Bad. pact is about a little guy being stuck underneath a car and getting dragged along the asphalt until there's just a pulpy mess of bone and flesh and then that mess gets dragged along until there's nothing left at all. it does NOT let up. worm if taylor lost violently and horrifically and got fucked over in deeply personal ways every time instead of winning and never won Once. i still haven't gotten back to it it fucked me UP. <- in the most immensely positive way possible. it's just. radioactive to me personally lmao. i still come back to it for specifically referencing how he writes body horror & his demon world shit. he has the MOST delightful supernatural horror worldbuilding imo what if demons was like making lawyerly contracts with loose hydrogen bombs who want to leave you alive while they eat your face & the only way to prevent that was communicating as clearly and specifically as possible because the whole time they're just waiting for u to slip up... & also. fucked up monsters. u can tell he's having the time of his LIFE describing the most freaks ever.

the best pact propaganda i can give YOU SPECIFICALLY i think is that it is fundamentally about having a fucked up identical mirror twin & about identity and blurring between the two of you and which one's the real one and which one's the good one and is there a good one and who's you and who's them and what's the difference between you and you-in-the-mirror and why are you here and they're there. like i cannot express enough how much the entire almost million word serial hinges on the fact that there are Two Of You when there Wasn't Supposed to be Two Of You. AND ALSO equally as much it is about becoming the horror movie monster lurking in the dark!!!!! the slasher villain!!!!! taking a nice normal guy and then systematically stripping him of his humanity and turning him into a fucked up thing!! and also it gets really transgender about it. anyway. -> propaganda snippets for u i hope u r having a good dayyy <3333

oh fuck yes this sounds SO GOOD. i think I mentioned this in one of my worm posts but wilbow has such a specific way of writing Gross Things that scratches such a nice itch in my mind I can't even IMAGINE what an entire fucking novel of that would do to me. imagine the way i am about worm but × 12 million. holy shit.

ALSO I LOVE THAT I GET SPECIFIC MECORE PROPAGANDA AND THIS SPECIFIC MECORE PROPAGANDA is one of the MOST heart wrenching knife in the gut tropes that I love so dearly . looks at my longest surviving oc from when I was like 13. you've described her. anyway. holy shit dude that's EXACTLY the type of shit I love . I love when there's two of a guy!!!!!!!!!!!! and when it's transgender!!!!!!! fuck dude you can't keep giving me long ass wildbow stories to read I have so many books on my shelf I have not touched yet. my storygraph thinks ive spent the last 2 months not reading bc I've been so deeply entrenched in worm. omg. you've won me over with the propaganda

[actualbird]

Can I ask 74 and 75? I'm super curious!! -🔥

for this ask meme

74) You’ve posted a fic anonymously. How would someone be able to guess that you’d written it?

ohhh this is a fun one HAHA. i think my go-to writing style elements are: dialog heavy, internal monolog heavy, a lot of explanation about feelings and past happenings, SPARSE NARRATIVE DESCRIPTION LOL (i suck at it), and a shithead sense of humor. plus, if the fic is titled in all lowercase.

ive had people from past fandoms come across my newer fics without knowing it was me yet and they said they totally recognized my writing style. while i cant describe what exactly makes my style mine, it seems it's rather obvious to others and people would have no trouble guessing

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75) What scene in [Fanfic Name] took the longest to write? What was difficult about it?

ohhhh, you didnt specify a fanfic, dear fire!anon!! in that case, lemme just choose a fic myself HAHA.

for growing pains, one of my all time favorite fics ive ever written, the scene that took me the longest was this short snippet (short enough that it fits in one screencap omg) of giann after he finds marius in the basement

and the reason why it took me the longest wasnt because it was hard, no no. it took me the longest because first i wrote the scene, then i deleted LARGE CHUNKS OF IT.

this scene originally had wayyyy more going on in it. stuff like the bullies' reactions, giann and austin riding with marius in the ambulance, giann waiting by marius' bedside during his recovery, etc. but then i thought no no. no this scene doesnt need to have all that. what it needs to be is striking and dreadful, so i kept removing details until i got what you see now: just this short, horrible, full-of-fear snapshot. theres no reactions from people who dont matter, no and-then-after-that-here's-what-happened, theres just. giann holding his brother, begging for him to hold on

thanks so much for these asks :DDD

[floatsthruspace]

I found this in my drafts after posting the other one!

Hi! This is the exact moment where I was convinced. I was convinced that this needed to happen. Obi was my favorite character after Shirayuki. This was the moment I put two and two together. And ever since, I've wanted a very specific plot line to play out. Obviously, I try to read through every fic on AO3 and here. There are so many brilliant authors and artists and other creatives that make this fandom a joy to return to. They all live rent free in my head.

Ive tried and failed to put down my thoughts in words. I am not a writer. But here is a snippet of a song fic (?) I had in my head for the longest time. It won't leave me alone. If there is something similar out there please please tell me where ;-;

Can't keep my hands to myself- Selena Gomez

Can't keep my hands to myself

Shirayuki had a problem. At first, she didn't think nothing of it. They are best friends and they spend so much time together. They work so well together and they can communicate without a word. Of course some of that communication would be through touch. A brush of a hand here, a touch to his strong shoulder there, and her hand wrapped around a wrist. She never noticed it was different from when she worked with Ryuu or with Suzu or even Mitsuhide. Until she did.

They had been working for two weeks to pull this garden together. She wiped her brow as she walked over to where Obi worked. She admired his form as he moved wood poles to where they need to be and then returned back to his task with the plants. She placed her hand on his shoulder as she leaned over him to peer at his work in harvesting the herb in his section. His muscles tensed as she let her palm run down his arm.

No matter how much I'm trying to

Her palm tingled as he pulled her through the market place in search of the stall that Suzu raved about last night. She couldn't help that her mind went straight to how strong his hands were and how rough his callouses felt on her skin. She tried not to think about how he gently tugs her along to speed her past groups of people. She tried not to think about how his hands would feel on her skin and how her hands would feel on his skin... Shirayuki barely misses crashing into a patron at the tea stall. She takes a steadying breath and focuses on her path following Obi.

I want you all to myself

As Shirayuki stood up and wiped her brow she wondered if Obi regretted suggesting they stop to rest in this town. She couldn't help it, she saw a garden in disrepair and knew it would help the town to have a community space. It just needed a little love. She looked over at Obi and saw him bent over a pile of wood looking for strong pieces for the outer fence. She admired his lean frame as he stood up with his prize. That's when she noticed his fan club had gathered nearby. She frowned and grumbled at the group of girls waiting to give him water or a rag to wipe his sweat. One of the more daring ones was gushing about how strong he was to be able to pick up those heavy planks of wood. Shirayuki didn't miss how she hung off his arm. Obi for his part was eating it up. She had enough when the girl giggled at him and ran her hand up his arm. She marched over to them and put her hands on his shoulder to focus him back to the task at hand. She asked him to help her with the wheel barrow. She grinned as he followed her without hesitation. She glanced over her shoulder at the pouting fan club. For good measure, she made to fuss over him about taking care of his hands and watching out for his shoulder. She rubbed his hands while glancing at his eyes just so. When she saw his blush she felt warm all over. They continued to work together using the wheelbarrow to spread the soil in the garden. She helped him use his planks to patch the fence. They worked into the early evening and neither of them noticing that they were alone. Glances and hands brushing past each other were the only things on their mind.

Thants all I got! Thank you for reading!

[linked-universe-fic-finder]

I posted 476 times in 2022

That's 405 more posts than 2021!

348 posts created (73%)

128 posts reblogged (27%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@linked-universe-fic-finder

@floor-tiles

@thesunking12

@krisblr

@pokegeek151

I tagged 476 of my posts in 2022

#lu fic finder - 436 posts

#linked universe - 408 posts

#mod mint - 387 posts

#lu fanfiction - 351 posts

#fic search - 246 posts

#fic recs - 136 posts

#found fic - 124 posts

#lu wild - 101 posts

#lu legend - 66 posts

#lu twilight - 55 posts

Longest Tag: 119 characters

#i think i remember this fic but i’m camping rn so i’ll just reblog for now and try and find it later if no one else has

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Any Time & Wild fic recs?

Ye!

Warm by Depths - Wild is cold, but also quite reluctant to share body heat. (I love this fic so much)

Warped by CrystalDragonette - Time is horrified to find the newest link using a very familiar mask.

Get It Right by Twilight_Shadows - Time and Wild talk about guilt. (Legend is there too.)

Timeless Farewells by Zaypay - Wild somehow ended up on Lonlon Ranch when he was a child. Time and Malon take him in.

Peregrinate by lulalotte - Wild cuts his hair. Time reflects.

103 notes - Posted February 28, 2022

#4

If you don't mind, do you have any fluffy disabled legend is taken care of fics? In an absence of that I'll happily just take general fluffy sick fics ^-^ (tysm I love this blog so many good recs ily)

Here's some about Legend:

Let Me Speak No More by Nova16 - Mute Legend

Care for a Legend by Colibrie, karovie - The Chain and Ravio help take care of Legend when he has a flare up. (TW for un consensual drugging)

Running is a Victory by sister_dear - Legend stops taking his pain medication. Sky has a talk with him.

Here’s some about the others:

Narcolepsy by Salt00 - Sky has narcolepsy.

Handle With Care by sister_dear - Sky has asthma

Blind Wild Series by Saita_s - Wild is blind

Take Care of You For Me by lulalotte - Wild loses his arm

Broken and a Blind Liability by Raikcaa - Hyrule is blinded

Phantoms of the Past by AutumnAlchemist - (Wing AU) Wild has phantom pains from his missing wing.

Old Wounds by Mintyy_Fresh - (Oops self promotion) Wild and Legend have trouble with rainstorms

Going Down by Snoodle Whumpus (TheNerdyPixel) - Wind has problems with his heart

A Secret Shared by iceprinceofbelair - Wild has had problems breathing ever since coming out of he shrine

107 notes - Posted February 13, 2022

#3

Do you have any fics where the boys all meet for the first time? Ive seen a ton of fics where the chain has already met but they try to convince Wild to join, but I havent seen much in the way of the rest of the chain meeting for the first time, or even just any other link besides Wild being the last to join. Do you have any recommendations?

Similar asks, so I’m putting them together

Discovering Hyrule by Secretlysheikah - Hyrule joins a group of heroes that draw a little too much attention to themselves.

Untitled Snippet by Lyrabythelake - Warriors joins last. The chain have a hell of a time trying to find him though.

Meet & Greets Series by Thatsnotmyname32

L'appel du Vide by Cullhach -Legend and Wind meet in a dungeon

Nine Strangers and A Horse by ari_pav - All the Links meet at once. Sky POV

Rough Beginnings by Wr1t3myWr0ngs - Legend and Hyrule meet

115 notes - Posted March 19, 2022

#2

Do you have any fics focusing on Wind being raised as a Pirate clashing with the rest of the gang?

Not in the “Oh he’s so young but is a hero! Impossible!” way. More like “I was taught to react this way to situations and it confuses the others”

There's only one where this specific theme applies, at least that I can think of.

Basically Wind had really bad permanent bruising on his arms from tying rope around them to keep him on his boat because, you know, if you're sailing alone, and are thrown overboard, you're basically dead? I can't find it though. Anybody who knows, feel free to put it in the tags!

135 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

My sibling is trying to find a fic, and I've been unsuccessful in finding it so here we go:

It was on AO3. Pretty sure it was Sidlink, but it could be gen. Either one shot or part of a collection of one shots.

In it, Sidon noticed that Link picked all the bones out of the fish he was eating, and thought he was being extremely pick, because only baby Zora really have a problem with eating fish bones. He asked Link and he as like "I can not physically eat this, I will die." and then Sidon felt embarrassed about assuming. It was cute and fluffy.

181 notes - Posted February 2, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[mosviqu]

thank u mon @zzoguri for tagging me o:) this was a lot of fun

post snippets from 3 wips and 3 published fics

WIPS:

distraction, a fatal attraction (lee chan) :: this was originally supposed to be a drabble but you know me. a bitch cant write anything below 10k :,) inspired by dino's lowkey hinted alcohol problems

ahn suho fell first, but yeon sieun fell harder (whc1) :: the title is deffo a work in progress as well LMAO also idk if this will ever be finished and seeing the light of my dusty ao3 account but i adore this wip a lot i think my writing style is kinda good in here. my babies need a happy ending i am never letting this drama go

and there was only one bed ?! (park jihoon) :: this fic idea is so stupid but i love my stupid fics TT i was gonna switch this into a tbz fic bc treasure fics get ZERO traction on here but you know what im gonna do it for my man jihoon he deserves it

POSTED FICS:

millennium bug (eric sohn) :: my deobiblr debut hihihihi i adore this fic a whole lot i havent felt so good about a fic in ages :,) this scene is very intimate at least in my eyes lol

sympathy subtraction (chwe vernon) :: my longest and most fav fic to this date and my most fav scene ive ever written. dont talk to me abt this fic bc i will get emotional and cry

potential (zhong chenle) :: idk why i chose this scene but this is my fav fic ive written for the neos i think LOL

[brick-a-doodle-do]

BRICK BRICK ITS OFFICIAL ITS OFFICIAL IM ACTUALLY SO HAPPY LETS FUDGING GO

SUPERS AU IS NOW THE LONGEST THING IVE EVER WRITTEN IM SO FUDGING EXCITED

THE STORY IS SO FUDGING AWESOME TOO EEE ITS M BABY

MGMGMGMGMOMG!!! THATS EPIC!! HOW MANY WORDS DO YOU HAVE SO FARR???? thats so cool :D if its the one im thinking of (that you posted snippets of) IM EXCITED CAUSE I LOVE THAT PLOT SM!!!

[whump-captain]

I got tagged by @set-phasers-to-whump and omg i had such a blast answering these, thank u (◡‿◡) i'll tag @deepwoundsandfadedscars @thatsgonnaleaveamark (i think it's double tag? soz if so) @whumpapalooza @emcscared-whumps @straight-to-the-pain and anyone who sees it and has more than one WIP going on currently, writing or otherwise

(ill put in a readmore bc it's Long)

Rules: post the top 5 works you’re most proud of that you released in 2022 (not necessarily your most popular), your top 4 current WIPs that you’re excited to release in the new year, your top 3 biggest improvements in your writing over the past year, your top 2 resolutions (ways you wish to improve your writing/blog) for the new year, and your number 1 favorite line you’ve written this year!

Top 5 works im proud of, in no particular order:

Impaled (Felix Lawrence) - I’m mostly proud of this one because I was worried if I could write it at all! A lot of moving parts in the scene that i was convinced would get away from me, but i managed to keep everything straight and describe it clearly. It was also a struggle to drip-feed bits of necessary lore into this one snippet without grinding the whole thing to a halt and i think i did that pretty well!

Confrontation (Ghost ambulance) - I’m super happy with the prose in this. I think it flows the best out of most of my stuff and there are some sentences that i’m really proud of because they convey a lot of meaning in a very pretty way. I often find it hard to balance clarity and metaphor but i hit the jackpot here. The dialogue is also one of my better ones, i think.

Failed rescue attempt (Kintsugi) - this one takes the prize for dialogue though, I’m incredibly happy with how it turned out. I tried to fit an entire conflict between two characters into a single conversation and introduce them both by way of that conflict - while also keeping them sounding distinct and like real people. I’m also very pleased with myself over the use of the prop in the scene lmao it’s such a small thing but i felt like a film director including it lol

No anesthesia (Ghost ambulance) - im mostly proud of the pacing in this one. it's quite long but it doesn't become repetitive which is something i notice a lot in my writing. both the dialogue and the actual action flow pretty well and there are no awkward transitions or subject changes - plus it might be the longest actual pain description ive ever written lmao but i managed to keep it interesting throughout and have the whump scene actually feel like a Scene.

Whumper POV (Ghost ambulance): I wrote this mostly to challenge myself and i succeeded at the thing that was the challenge! I wanted to try a brand new character voice and also to develop said character - but not to fall into common "whumper tropes". I don't write whumpers often so i was worried i'd end up with a cliche but i managed to find an emotional core for the character and from there it went more smoothly. The biggest point of pride for me is that i fell in love with Brent as a character because of this piece lol and now i want to write more of him

Top 4 current WIPs:

Uhhhh i never ever name anything lmao but:

WIP 1 is some comfort-heavy Elaine whump that shows her mindset before and after meeting her friends and it's just. SO comfort. im excited. i should hurt her more often so she can be taken care of (◡‿◡)

WIP 2 is an introduction to a new ghost ambulance storyline, taking place at a fancy high-society party. I honestly don't have much of it figured out plot-wise lmao that's why it's not going very quickly but it's gonna have high stakes, a race against the clock, gratuitous descriptions of fancy outfits, and a brand new character (with gun)

WIP 3 is a whumptober "poisoned" prompt that i'm planning to finish, because i have some cool monster ideas for it that i can spend a bit more time developing now that i have no time concerns. of course, no time concerns probably means it will take much longer than it needs to lol

WIP 4 is something i started aaaaages ago, it concerns a dislocation, blood draining, and a sentient vampire tree trying to eat people. it's incredibly fun but i got a bit stuck on a description and never finished it so i wanna try and get it out soon (◡‿◡)

(im also going to add the entirety of Kintsugi in here even though i don't think i'm going to post much of it. the characters changed a lot as i developed the story and so did the whole setup so unless i feel like doing an au, im gonna most likely spend time writing the feature-length thing. i am v excited about it though (◡‿◡))

Top 3 writing improvements:

Ehhhhhh this one is really hard bc i have this sinking feeling that my writing has actually gotten worse through this year djdjfhdkd its probably because i write way more than i used to, so a lot of stuff is going to be Just Alright instead of something i consider standout. Also ive started looking at my work more critically so I can consciously improve, but it does mean i notice more of the flaws.

But Improvement 1 is definitely dialogue, im much more comfortable writing it now and i have a decent idea of how and why it might stumble - and through that, how to make it better.

Improvement 2 i'd call figuring out my workflow, which honestly does wonders for Actually Finishing Stuff. I learned to keep my writing momentum, mostly by using [filler words] in [brackets] instead of pausing to do research or look for the perfect word. I come back for those later, after i finish the first draft. Coming back to the first point, i also start a dialogue scene by just writing out the lines, with no prose or descriptions. That helps me keep the conversations on topic and gives them better flow cause i don't forget what the previous line was about while writing a reaction lol

Improvement 3 is a bit of a cheat but i do think it counts that i started reading way more this year. I try to pay attention to what i do and don't like about the books i read and how i can improve based on those insights. It's also very inspiring, do gotta say

Top 2 resolutions:

Hmmmmm number 1 i'd say is to be kinder to my own writing tbh. I have so many goals i want to work towards but above them all hangs a bunch of uncertainty bc i doubt pretty much every choice i make. I keep thinking oh this is too winding, that is too simple, is this how it's Supposed be written and all of that whereas like. It's not Supposed to be anything. It's supposed to be fun and maybe meet my own standards of "quality" but that's it. In the words of a philosopher, It's Not That Deep.

Number 2 is to get my writing out to more people! I'd love to both get more audience here and also to maaaaaaybe perhaps somehow get published - that's a big dream of mine recently (◡‿◡) i reckon i have what it takes to get a short story in a magazine, i just need to be more resilient and send out more stuff

No. 1 favourite line:

Oh man that was the hardest one fhdhdjdldh i'm gonna go with:

"The ground below remains steady and it promises peace if he only lets it swallow him and bind him forever to this single point in space and time."

[guesst]

Tell us about cat.docx owo (though I guess I got an idea what its about :D)

Also, spaghetti road trip?

cat.docx is the 'shigaraki swaps with a cat' fic lol tbh i think its going to be one of, if not the longest oneshot ive ever posted once i actually finish it haha um.

have a snippet!

And hey, would you look at that! His exploration of U.A. back when he was trying to get information for the USJ is coming in useful again! The hallways are vaguely familiar, and it’s relatively easy to get to the staffroom, which is where he assumes he’ll find…

…no, he’s a moron. What kind of idiot would keep a prisoner above ground in a fucking staffroom? He needs to find the most secure room possible. Or, the room where Nedzu might spend most of his time in. His office?

Tomura sets off towards the principal’s office, figuring that it would be easier to find than some random room which might be the most secure room in U.A. It’s not like that one would be labelled ‘DANGEROUS - DO NOT ENTER’ exactly like the room he just passed by- oh.

okay and spaghetti road trip au is meant to be a road trip fic where all might meets gigantomachia in a forest crying about how he cant eat spaghetti and offers to take machia out to eat spaghetti and because hes so tall and his hair is stiff he offers to be the fork for gigantomachia to eat spaghetti with

Toshinori laughs boisterously. “Why, that’s not an issue! You can ask for extra large portions!” “No!” the rock man cries. “No?” “Forks are too small for me as well…” Toshinori feels pity for this spaghetti-deprived man. What must he be feeling? Toshinori does not know the pain of quirk-induced struggles, but this man must have it harder than most. “Then…” Toshinori thinks hard, “then would you like to come with me? Maybe we can find a good spaghetti place - together.” Toshinori holds his hand out towards the giant. The breeze blows, and ruffles through his glorious antennae. At this moment in time, Yagi Toshinori looks like a true hero to the man in front of him.

i dont think its going to be continued anytime soon tho rip

[seijch]

ANNOUNCEMENT: NOT A HELLO, BUT NOT A GOODBYE EITHER

omg hi ... im like . ashamed to come back after saying brief hiatus in october and then disappearing off the face of the earth til FEBRUARY but under the cut i will be explaining myself and the following, if youre interested (and a tl;dr at the very bottom if you don’t wanna scroll thru this obnoxiously long post):

the reason(s) i was gone for so long

what i was doing during that time (its just a personal account yall can scroll past this idrc)

the status of those um . halloween requests

the future of this account

i. so . Hiatus .

i know. i know . i probably mentioned it when i made the announcement post, but my mental health likes to go on one of those rides. yknow the ones where you go like up rlly fast then down maybe and then up then DOWN .... its like that. i needed a break and every time i wanted to come back or thought about it, something would happen and i would get stuck in my own head.

a big reason for getting stuck in my head was (and i hate to admit this ... i hate to admit that i have Insecurities On The Internet) my feelings of inadequacy regarding my writing. i love to plot fics, i love concepts and characters and making little headcanons but i dont ... know if i love writing rn. and i thought for the longest time that like . whatever ill just push thru it its fine ill be fine but it kinda wasnt lmao you can kinda see it in my halloween reqs and what become of them when i get to that but i began to feel like nothing i had put out or would put out would hold up prose wise (and normally i dont feel like this im much more “idc its my life im living it” but thats not a rant for tumblr LMAO). i still feel like that -- like im better as a reader than a writer. but . You Know :-)

tl;dr: mental state go brrrrr

ii. anywhere here’s wonderwall

when i left, i was in a steadily decreasing mental and emotional state, made worse by a situation at work that really was a case of petty jealousy on my end and rlly isnt very consequential now despite how much pain and resentment it gave me when it Was a problem so i wont get into it. the tl;dr of november and december was me using work as an crutch and distraction -- i know my job, i do it well, it helped me not think about my responsibilities and obligations and inadequacies. of course, as the holiday season grew busier n busier i was scheduled so often that i moved 88 or so miles (according to my apple watch, which i ONLY wear at work since im never anywhere else outside my house) and fell into a cycle of showering n sleeping at my house before going back the next day. (theres definitely something to be said abt capitalism and “grind culture” here but once again its not the time or place snsjkdfds)

at the turn of the new year, i happened to remember a birthday card i hadnt filed away for safekeeping from a friend of mine that id been horribly out of touch with til that point. i started crying because i realized how out of touch id been in general up until that point. the month of january was great for me: i was focused, happy, and in a much better place than i had been before. the end of it brought me down focus wise and im hoping that enough time away from my distractions will refocus me bc i ... need it LMAO and though ive burned out from that level of productivity and gotten distracted again im ... trying to stay positive which i think is the most i can do 😁👍🏼

media wise, i got real into stardew valley (but burned out bc i played it extensively as a way to wind down after work), the pokemon platinum romhack renegade platinum (still havent finished it bc of school n i played it w the intent to see if i could nuzlocke it ... bitch its so hard but its so fun bc of it), briefly assassins creed: odyssey (im one of those ppl who completes an entire region before i move to the next so you can tell i burned out of that one + wouldnt have the time to properly devote to it even if i didnt), got back into genshin impact after pulling for xiao (after not touching it for like . months), and danganronpa. yes . danganronpa 😐 i Know. i stopped playing it after the second trial of the first game bc i was so hurt by the outcome and picked it up in late january only to get sucked in (thank god i had the foresight to buy the second and third games during the steam winter sale). rn im at the start of chapter 4 if anyone wants to come in my asks and um . talk to me abt danganronpa

tl;dr: I’m Into Danganronpa Now

iii. you realize halloween was three months ago right

i mentioned this in the first section, but i love to plot things. every request is plotted or at least has a solid foundation. i had fun detailing what concept i wanted to go with considering what i was given, and there were some bangers i might touch up in the future. but heres whats going to happen to the requests themselves:

there are two finished requests. one will be posted tomorrow and the other will be touched up (just bc i finished it doesnt mean its good 🧍‍♂️) and scheduled for next saturday. as for the ones i never got around to ...

i will not be finishing those requests. i hate to be That Person, but i feel like we all expected this 🧍‍♂️ what i will do is post all of my notes for each request in batches -- requests that have an @ to go with them will be mentioned in the post proper, but anon asks will be pictured. (there are some asks that came from blogs who are now deactivated but i wrote down all the prompts and remember most of those askers so ill cross that bridge when i get there) there will most likely be an excerpt or two simply bc i think i mightve written a few plot points or interactions in the form of bullet points. i rlly am sorry about doing this but i remember looking at my notion doc with all the prompts and feeling ... like i wasnt measuring up n it wasnt just to myself or to some intangible concept of “other” id constructed but it was instead to those who requested n actually WANTED to see and hear and read my writing and i ...... im gonna admit thats another big reason i avoided this site.

regardless, youll definitely get what i have (and likely more than just my bullet points and illegible handwriting).

tl;dr: im sorry. what i have in terms of plot, concept, and interaction for every request will be posted, but i cant say ill ever complete them and mean it.

iv. so what now?

well i mean . im not entirely sure how sold i am on haikyuu in the content creation department (as a creator n to a lesser extent, as a consumer). as mentioned previously, its no longer my primary focus. it doesnt mean im not into haikyuu anymore; i have a lot of love for those boys but i cant rlly say im even caught up w recent fandom activity and also havent even finished s4 pt2 LMAO thats on my to do list

and despite all that, i still want to share my plots n concepts and snippets and maybe even fics. it wont happen anytime soon. it might not even happen. but i mean . its better than me saying i wont write ever again shjdkfs but either way ill probably use this blog as a personal blog w the occasional ask game for dialogue prompts (those are always so fun i love making up aus to fit like . the most mundane prompts)

as for my works (past and any potential future), ive opened an ao3 acc here n ill be editing n possibly expanding on my old works to post there. tumblr, to me, is The x reader hub, but i figure more x reader fics on ao3 is never a bad thing.

ill be deleting/posting drafted posts to the queue since they were all meant to be queued anyway as well as (sorry again 🧍‍♂️) deleting or answering asks in the inbox. (moots if you get a notif from me saying i rbed your post from months ago ... mind your business) im very hard to get ahold of and its ... a problem. expect an overhaul of the nav n shit to reflect my new direction n also because i feel like i cant tell if my passion for carrd is shared by the majority HSDKLFS maybe its better to read my info in a normal post ykwim .......

and of course . if youve read all this n decided im no longer worth the follow, i sure as hell cant stop you. thank you for wanting to, at some point, hear what i have to say -- it means more than you think.

tl;dr: writing will be edited and reposted to ao3, this blog will be a personal blog with a hint of writing (sometimes)

the tl;dr to end all tl;drs:

im back! i wont be as active as i used to due to a lessened interest in haikyuu in general, but i have an ao3 acc now where all my past work will be edited, possibly expanded, and reposted. any future work will also find itself there. my halloween requests will be posted in batches as incomplete concepts, plots, and snippets of scenes; i wont be promising to finish any of them.

there are still fic concepts im attached to and want to finish, but i cant promise any more writing on my end. this blog will be a personal blog with maybe writing, not a writing blog with my personal thoughts all over it.

regardless if you stick around or not, its been crazy sexy cool (equal emphasis) being on haikyuu tumblr even tho i wasnt around for long ... even tho its not my main focus anymore, im still excited to see what the future might hold 🤝

love, ari 💌

[clumsyclifford]

2, 5, 6, 8, 15 please -hazel

hiya hazel !!! <3

2. How many fics are in your WIP folder? i was afraid of this question. i don't have a wip folder. i am going to count manually. give me a moment please. okay i guess it kinda depends what you count as a WIP. by my count, i have 21 fics that i consider myself actively intending to finish. i have a great deal more that are simmering on the back burner, that i have plans to become motivated to work on someday but am in no rush to complete. and then i have a fuckton of, you know, snippets and ideas that aren't really anything yet but hopefully will be. short answer: So Many.

5. Show me your favorite under-appreciated fic; why do you wish it got more attention? uhhhhhh ive seen people doing this for their own fics or for others so i'll do one of each i guess!

of my own i think my favorite underappreciated fic is my waves meet your shore ever and evermore, aka the jalex breakup fic. i understand why this one got significantly less traffic (heavy angst, kinda lengthy, jalex which is a less popular pairing compared to any 5sos ones, etc). regardless i'm super proud of it. i'm not hurt or anything but if i could zap any one of my fics to make it be more popular than it is i'd probably do that one because i worked on it for a long time and put a lotta heart and soul and tears into it lmao and i am a big fan of it. also it's one of the longest fics i have on my ao3!! third longest maybe? which is neat

i guess it's kind of hard for me to gauge exactly how "underappreciated" a fic is when i'm not the one keeping track of how many comments and how much interaction it gets (i mean i don't even really keep track of interaction on my own fics outside of comments so lmao) ooh okay i was just scrolling my bookmarks and i have a contractual obligation to mention this one: We Dance Along by miss @ashtcnirwin, a fic based on change my mind by 1d because i wanted one. i have no idea if this fic is underrated or whatever but i love it and it's kind of short which means there's a good chance it is because short fics are easily overlooked but we dance along is sooooo mmmmmm it's just soooooooo mmmmmm i love it. i love it

6. What fic is on your back burner, waiting to be written when you feel your skill matches its potential? well. now you see. a couple of days ago i probably would've said frat cake. i am not sure i'm allowed to say that anymore. there are a lot of fics that i started writing, hit a wall, and then decided to abandon until my brain felt like i could write them again. post apocalyptic au, for example. or the vegas fic. i don't know if i'll ever finish the vegas fic. i'd really like to but it's HARD i don't even. yeah. we'll see.

8. What do you find appealing or unappealing about askbox fic prompts? appealing: the pressure is WAYYY off, which is always a relief. i feel like when i'm writing my own fics i get caught up in trying to build a world around the characters, and i suck at worldbuilding and i hate it. with askbox prompts nobody is expecting a detailed universe. you can just throw four guys into a car and say they're on a road trip but since you're only writing ~1.5k of their trip you don't have to say where they're going or where they're coming from. i love that. you don't have to include any defining details, which is awesome. ALSO another great thing about askbox prompts, they encourage me to think outside the box, because a lot of the time i'll either (1) get prompts multiple times and have to figure out different ways to use them so the fics aren't identical, or (2) get a prompt that clearly is supposed to have one kind of vibe, in which case i like to try and see if i can deliberately subvert whatever vibe the prompt is supposed to have. i like a challenge.

what is NOT appealing about askbox prompts is that i have so fucking many of them. and also that once i get out of the askbox prompts mindset (of not worldbuilding) (and instead getting caught in creating a Universe that is Very Good) it's hard for me to get back into it. and i have so fucking many. So Many Of Them. although to be perfectly fair what i have aren't really askbox prompts so much as prompts that were sent to my askbox. i like ones that are just lines of dialogue, those are a lot of fun and typically not that difficult.

15. What are some of your favorite tropes to write? Do they match the ones you read? i don't know! i have no idea what the answer is to this question. i don't even know how to define or identify a trope. i love friendship and i'm working on writing more fics that are just friendship fics cos honestly i think it's absurd how much i talk about friendship for someone who's posted a grand total of two friendship fics. i guess like two and a half or something. but the point is i should write more of them. i like college aus when they're written by people who understand how college works. friends with benefits when the fic doesn't include smut. anything involving kitchens obviously. the tropes i tend to write and even ones i prefer to read also change with my emotional/mental state lol like i was writing a fair amount of kinda bittersweet/angsty/ambiguous ending stuff for a few weeks this summer and i really could not tell you why i was just in that state of mind but straight fluff just felt too Much for me. now i'm into it again. it really depends.

writing asks

[inyoursheets]

2, 16, 18, 23!

Tell us about what you’re most looking forward to writing – in your current project, or a future project

wow ok this is surprisingly hard to answer! confronting! im not even sure, there isn’t anything specific ive got planned out that im excited to write. i don’t have any future projects planned out yet. or. i mean.....there are some things at the tips of my writing fingers but i can’t allow myself to think about them properly yet bc i need to focus on and commit to finishing warm water. and my thesis (ugh).

there are some things from warm water that ive already written that im excited to share, but right now im in a place where writing just isn’t going smoothly, so whenever i have an idea (like the eloquent “sweatpants dick” note i took recently) (my only contribution that day) im not all that confident or excited about it bc im afraid the actual writing itself will be a pain? that i’ll drag my feet for days and it won’t come easy and i’ll hate every second of it -- until things click and the words start flowing, not unlike this post describes. idk i keep really wanting to write and sitting down for it and then it just--won’t happen. or if i do actually try putting pen to paper i just start hating it all, which i don’t want.

so! this is a sad note to end on! here’s some vague things i am looking forward to: i’m looking forward to being excited about writing in general! i’m looking forward to writing something i’m proud of, either in terms of plot or theme or characterization or dialogue or whatever! i’m also looking forward to having that oh-my-god-the-words-are-flowing-from-me moment, regardless of the result tbh, bc i just love that feeling of loving writing and having it come easily. that’s what im excited about -- being excited about writing again.�� 

Tried anything new with your writing lately? (style, POV, genre, fandom?)

ok so i have this terrible writing tendency to not know how to not describe every single action characters make -- every movement, every gesture. particularly on first drafts i feel the urge to describe it all, otherwise i can’t continue. i know that it’s not always necessary to write what happens every single second of a scene, but i can’t seem to stop?

idk if im explaining what i mean correctly -- there’s probably terms for this that i dont know -- but someone who i think manages to do the opposite of what i do very well is @fairhairedkings, who is really good at time jumps and not going overboard w the minute-to-minute descriptions, the way i tend to.

i know it can be pretty tiresome and it’s one of the things that annoys me a lot about my own writing, both in terms of reading it (it can be plain boring?) and for the writing itself. it blocks me! but i can’t seem to stop doing it, feel like i’m glazing over things otherwise or lose track of where im going. i have to keep reminding myself that leaving out certain things doesn’t mean that nothing happens or that people assume nothing happens.

so, to answer the question, ive tried to be a bit more concise with it’s hidden in heartbeats, exhales and in the hope of open hands when i started writing it. that fic is a product of being fed up with my other WIPs and it didn’t take more than a week from its initial idea to the finished product, so i really wanted it to be a quickie, and i thought something tight and concise could work for the plot. i didn’t actually manage to succeed though, still ended up describing just about every action there, too. i don’t think i’ll ever manage to write something concise tbh. i do bad with time jumps, i do bad with less is more, which is unfortunate, bc less can truly, truly be more. so! im gonna try this again some time!

Do any of your stories have alternative versions? (plotlines that you abandoned, AUs of your own work, different characterisations?) Tell us about them.

mmm well, warm water originally didn’t include mutual pining -- beth wasn’t supposed to be in love with rio yet, we were gonna watch her fall in love slowly, while he already felt things. but then i ended up almost turning that entirely on its head and now we’ve got the mess that is that this fic in its current state lol. there’s also an AU to warm water that i briefly considered bc of you which i won’t go into now bc of possible spoilers -- but ive considered things!!! 

also for it’s hidden in heartbeats, it was supposed to be more about petty!rio and haha, look, exes trying to get “revenge”, and to be light and funny, but i realized that idk how relationships work, let alone how exes work, so i couldn’t really find any good reasons for them splitting up, at least nothing that could generate comedy, so it ended up getting fairly angsty? idk why this keeps happening -- me planning to do something rom com-esque and it developing into something wayyyyy angstier, but it did!

What’s the story idea you’ve had in your head for the longest?

oh wow idek! ive definitely been working on warm water the longest, so i guess technically that one, but there are some other ideas that have been drifting near the surface that have been there longer and are very underdeveloped and need time and nourishment and attention and love, all of which i can’t give them yet bc im trying to stay focused on warm water and thesis writing. maybe the beth/stan friendship snippet ive got hidden in somewhere in my docs!

thank youuuu for indulging me!!! meta writing asks!!!!

[thesunnyshow]

Name: reya

Writing Blog URL(s): @chu-ni

Age: 19

Nationality: african-british

Languages: english, swahili, korean

Star Sign: libra

MBTI: enfp/entp (it always changes lol)

Favorite color: purple!

Favorite food: i really love chicken burgers

Favorite movie: princess and the frog

Favorite ice cream flavor: vanilla!!

Favorite animal: elephants

Go-to karaoke song: fancy - twice

Coffee or tea? What are you ordering? caramel frappe with whipped cream, in general i prefer tea though

Dream job (whether you have a job or not)? secretary general at the UN….or an author

If you could have one superpower, what would you choose? making anyone agree with me and do what i want them to do

If you could visit a historical era, which would you choose? ancient egypt!!

If you could restart your life, knowing what you do now, would you?.....no.

Would you rather fight 100 chicken-sized horses or one horse-sized chicken? neither if i could lmfao but i’d go for 100 chicken sized horses

If you were a trope in a teen high school movie, what would you have been? the nerd who’s actually really pretty after she gets a cool makeover 

Do you believe in aliens/supernatural creatures? im not sure about aliens, but i definitely believe in ghosts and spirits.

What are some small things that make your day better? when i can have moments to myself to enjoy my own company. or when someone asks me what i want to eat and they bring it for me 🥺

Fun fact about yourself that not everyone would know? uhm…...probably the fact that i write fanfiction lol..but outside of that! i sing in the shower. and i talk to myself a lot.

What fandom(s) do you write for? nct dream currently, but in the future i want to expand to other groups!

When did you post your first piece? 17th of June 2018.

Do you write fluff/angst/crack/general/smut, combo, etc? Why? i can never write just one genre. predominantly i write fluff with a dash of angst for spice simply because i love a story that has an issue and then having that issue be resolved for a happy ending. when i started my blog i was 17, and so i said i wouldn't write smut. now that i'm older im feeling more and more comfortable writing suggestive content at the very LEAST.. so maybe in the future i might write smut, who knows? i like writing fluff because i like making people feel good, but i like adding angst to it because i feel like the contrast between the two is very *chefs kiss* to me.

Do you write OCs, X Readers, Ships...etc? i only write x readers!

Why did you decide to write for Tumblr? i first got tumblr when i was 13 years old and i was a fresh kpop fan lmfao. i wanted somewhere that shared my interests. of course i discovered x reader fics on here and i was in awe, i guess of how much power writers had in contributing to fandom content and keeping readers satiated. i’d always loved to write and so i’d always wanted to start my own writing blog, and for 2 years i did write for other blogs! it wasnt until 2018 that i finally took the leap and decided to start my own, because i wanted to impact people's emotions and take them on a journey through my writing.

What inspires you to write? what inspires me….teen movies, music!! music is a big one for me, and also the books that i read. i also grew up playing otome games so the plots and writing from those influence my writing a lot.

What genres/AUs do you enjoy writing the most? i really enjoy writing royalty!aus as well as exes!aus. i love to do them cause they require me to build a world and with royalty aus specifically i love weaving together bits of political intrigue, or arranged marriages, etc. its so much fun!!

What do you hope your readers take away from your work? that if this world is too rough or too much, you can always escape from it. it might not be physical, but immersing yourself in a universe that's entirely different for a little while can help soothe you.

What do you do when you hit a rough spot creatively? usually i try and take breaks. the problem with that is that my breaks can go on for longer than i’d like and im trying to fix that. so my other solution is to read read read!! read as much as i can, or go back to books that i loved. ask myself what i liked about the writing, what are some parts that i thought were amazing examples of good writing - i note them down then see if i can apply that to my own work. another thing i do is take a break from writing my longer, fleshed out works and write blurbs! blurbs are a great way for me to write but not feel like its tedious because i don't have to spend as much time on them and it gets me into the groove of writing without feeling stressed out.

What is your favorite work and why? Your most successful? my favourite piece of work is miscommunication. it took me months to write that, even after i lost all the work halfway through, and its the longest piece of work i have written so far, so its kinda like my baby. my most successful is candy jar. its also the work i owe my blog exposure to - it was the first piece i published, and it was also the first piece of writing i did in around 4 years.

Who is your favorite person to write about? i don't have much out for them, but i really enjoy exploring mark’s and jeno’s characters. they're people, but in my work i enjoy analysing them and judging how they’d act in different contexts.

Do you think there’s a difference between writing fanfiction vs. completely original prose? the only difference for me is that fanfiction (depending on the fandom) has some of the stuff fleshed out for you already, such as the world its in. if youre the type to write AUs then the only thing you already have is the characters - the planning, the writing, the drafting, and everything else is still the writer's responsibility. therefore there isn't much of a difference between the two for me.

What do you think makes a good story?  a good story, to me, is one that takes me on a journey. it could be any genre, but i like to feel immersed and connected to the characters and the world in it. also aside from the obvious, like good grammar, a good story feels natural to read. i don't feel like skim reading half of it.

What is your writing process like? my writing process consists of me getting inspiration - usually from a song, or a film or a book ive read or a game ive played - i note down my idea and who i want the story to be about, and then bullet point the whole story, with some snippets of particular dialogue i want the reader or the other person to say at certain scenes. i then open another document ( i have a writing app on my phone, called werdsmith, so i use that!) and set a word count goal i want to hit so i can track my progress and start writing the fic, with fleshed out language and exposition. when im done (usually after a couple weeks up to a few months, depends on the length of the plan) i read through it to fix any mistakes, then i transfer it to docs so i can read it again and italicise any areas i feel need it.

Would you ever repurpose a fic into a completely original story? i...don't think so. mainly because the original fiction i read and would like to write for myself is predominantly fantasy, whereas the fanfic i write on my blog is usually non-idol, normal fics. 

What tropes do you love, and what tropes can’t you stand? im a SUCKER for enemies to lovers, royalty ofc, “and they were roommates”, and i think superhero aus are really cool but there isnt enough of them :( idol/you as member aus....not feeling her… also abo/werewolf/vampire aus….not feelin em

How much would you say audience feedback/engagement means to you? a LOT. a HUGE amount!! i said before how i like giving my readers somewhere where they can immerse themselves as an escape, even for a short while. hearing about how my work affected them, made them feel, makes me feel less insecure about what im writing and thus more confident to publish it.

What has been one of the biggest factors of your success (of any size)? i’d say reblogs. and also putting out more content. when i first uploaded candy jar i went to my one of my favourite writers (jaeminlore) and asked her if she'd be okay with reading it and giving feedback. to my surprise she loved it and her reblogging it to all her followers is literally what gave me a bunch of followers all of a sudden who loved what i’d written. to keep that momentum i created more and more content, and while i haven't uploaded as often as i've wanted to or written as much as i’d wanted to, i can say i have a good amount of work on my masterlist for people who are looking for more to read.

Do you think fanfic writers get unfairly judged? 100%. fanfic has an unfair reputation for just having bad writing and cringey fics (and i feel like this is because of the way society views the demographics who predominantly consume and create it), when in reality i feel like those who write fanfiction are extremely talented and selfless people. they're on the internet creating content for free for people to enjoy and like any other work of art they're putting time and effort into it. i think it should be respected. any form of art is going to have its good and bad sides.

Do you think art can be a medium for change? hmmm….yes. i feel it can be a way to reflect the thoughts of people and also be a way to inspire people to do more.

Do you ever feel there are times when you’re writing for others, rather than yourself? sometimes. sometimes i feel like i'm forcing myself to write because i feel like if i don't then people will forget about me or they’ll forget about my blog. while what i choose to write about is for me, i feel like the speed of my writing and what im writing isn't to the quality i want it to be cause i feel like i gotta get it out for people to read.

Do you ever feel like people have misunderstood you or your writing at times? i've never felt that way!

Do your offline friends/loved ones know you write for Tumblr? only 2 of my friends know, and i only told them like. a week ago!

What is one thing you wish you could tell your followers? i wish you guys would message me more! i'm quite a sociable person, and i’d love to have regular anons who talk to me 👉🏽👈🏽

Do you have any advice for aspiring writers who might be too scared to put themselves out there? i think one common thing amongst all writers is that we write what we want to read. so don't feel like nobody's gonna read your work, cause somebody will. you gotta act like your work is top tier even if someone says it isn't - always write the best you can, and just do it! like don't even give yourself time to overthink it, write that fic, make it look pretty, upload it onto tumblr and do not be afraid to ask your favourite fic writers to read your work once its up!! i’d be happy to read and give feedback for any fic writers as well so don't feel afraid! 

Are there any times when you regret joining Tumblr? ive been on here for 7 years….i grew up on this site lmfao. but i don't think i regret joining tumblr once.

Do you have any mutuals who have been particularly formative/supportive in your Tumblr journey? shes not very active anymore and i miss her very much but user hyuck-s was so supportive and i love her!!

Pick a quote to end your interview with:

she believed she could, so she did.

BONUS ROUND: K-POP CONFIDENTIAL 

[disgruntledkittenface]

11/11/11

thank you @a-brighter-yellow @runaway-train-works and @allwaswell16 for tagging me! I took a few questions from each list to answer. 

What fic have you written that you wish everyone would read?

I think bambi legs. I love this fic, it has the warmth and heart that I wanted to infuse in it, and I’m just really proud of it. I’m not sure how many hits to expect on a girl direction fic, but sometimes I see the stats and I think oh, I wish more people had been into it.

Can you listen to or watch anything while you write? What?

Nope, nothing, I can’t concentrate with something on. It’s funny because I listened to Niall’s Spotify playlist the entire time I was writing my first fic, but ever since then I need quiet.

Do your close family/friends outside the fandom read your fics?

No, not really – I did send the first few to my best friend outside of the fandom, but that’s it. Oh, other than @queenofquiet17 who is the mother of the Grace x Karen/Will 7 Grace fandom, she reads all my stuff before I post it. I don’t really have the energy to, like, educate people about fanfic as a hobby, so I just keep it to fandom space mostly.

Is it important to you to describe what your main characters are wearing in every scene? Do you try to pick canon outfits? 

I love nothing more than picking canon outfits, I have entire lookbooks for a fic I will never write languishing in my google docs. My last published fic was crafted specifically around canon outfits. But I haven’t been going out of my way to describe outfits that aren’t a plot point in my current WIP, like unless there’s a reason to specify which ugly cardigan I mean or something.

What’s your favorite comment you’ve ever received?

I fucking love all positive comments, but this one on bambi legs is a forever fave:��

i loved this fic so much. i loved how sweet it was! it was amazing! and i just wanted to thank you for the part where harry is talking to louis about how she feels about the whole asexual thing. it felt so good to read what ive been coming to terms with written down in such a good fic!

What is a fic that you hope to write someday?

I still really want to a Grace Kelly AU and I’m definitely planning on it, but I got totally sidetracked this year. I told myself this could be the fic where I aim for like 100k, but I’m coming to terms with the fact that I just don’t write fics that long. I would love to do it for Big Bang next year, but that’s a huge commitment so I’m not sure.

How often do you spend writing in an average week and is there a certain time of day/day of the week you do it?

This is terrible, but I get most of my writing done in bits and snatches during the workday. Something in me really responds to sitting at a desk? Which is not a setup I have at home. How much time I spend writing totally depends on the week and on the fic, I think. My current wip is split into somewhat short chapters, I think the longest is 5.6k, and I seem to be writing half of a chapter in a day, revising it over a few days, repeat for the second half of the chapter, then a week break to mull the next.

Are you an outliner or do you like to wing it? 

I love an outline so fucking much, but the past few projects, I’ve been winging it a little more than usual and letting myself find the fic a bit more as I go. I could never do away with an outline altogether, I don’t think. Even if I just wrote a first chapter on the fly, I know myself, I would immediately open a notes doc and start structuring.

What’s your favorite fic promo post you (or a collaborator) has ever made?  

I am a huge fan of the moodboard for When this all gets old, I saved this on my phone for like months:

Um, @crinkle-eyed-boo��is really good at them, all of hers are fab. I also like all of mine, every single one.

What’s your most popular fic and why do you think it’s your most popular?

By far, you came into my life, and I think for a few reasons. One, Queer Eye is/was hugely popular and I think this was the first or one of the first AUs. It was a good length at 57k, long but not intimidatingly so? And I think people connected to it because it came from a really honest and relatable place. A lot of us have explored/learned about sexuality through fic and I feel like I reflected back a lot of that journey for me in writing this one.

What can people expect from your next fic?

Okay, people have been overwhelmingly kind every time I share last lines and snippets and I love you all, but I’m nervous to share this one. You can expect fluff because Harry and Louis meet for the first time and start dating. You can expect a cat and probably too many coffee references because that’s just my whole deal. There’s vampires which I understand are canceled today?? (Maggie for the whoops.) 

But you can also expect, like, frank discussions of grieving and feeling depressed, and that might be – understandably so – too much for a lot of people. I’m being super withholding and only showing it to one friend so far and she said the balance of fluff and grieving is working really well so fingers crossed, guys.

THANK YOU FOR TAGGING ME, I love seeing everyone’s answers and getting to write my own, but I have to go beta things and then write more, so I’m not going to spend the hours I know I would trying to think of a new set of questions

[mildlymaddy]

2017 fic roundup!

I honestly hadn’t realized I had written so much fic this year. I ought to post the longest among them to ao3, please feel free to nag me about that. I hadn’t set myself any goals, but I’m happy to see that while my love for Lilo still goes strong, I seem to have made a habit of writing niche het pairings, which doesn’t make me popular but is always lovely to work on. Here’s to another year and (hopefully) even more fic. I have about 20 WIPs begging for my attention, so let’s try and make this year the year I actually finish what I’ve started. :p

(also just maybe finally dare to write fic with Zayn in it, because let’s face it I’d give my life for some Zigi or some Gigi/Camille or any combination that includes these two honestly)

List of all the fics under the cut. Includes AO3 fics, tumblr ficlets, tag fics, verses, and even some wips.

AO3

It Costs a Lot of Money to Look this Cheap : http://archiveofourown.org/works/10831350

I think I do (but I don’t forget) : http://archiveofourown.org/works/13181529

Tumblr

Lilo, apologize to my dick, OTRA-era pwp : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/167779828886/i-just-felt-like-writing-happy-1d-era-lilo-smut

Lilo, sick!Liam comfort fic : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/167025044516/im-still-sick-and-a-little-numb-and-we-all-know

Lilo, What Happened at the Brits (collab with @ferryboatpeak​) : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/160924981916/lilo-brits-verse-brits-2017  

Lilo, naughty penguin of the month : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/162822797566/have-a-silly-little-lilo-ficlet-kinda-enemies-to

Lilo, angsty ficlet about the band break : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/162251856626/lilo-canon-otra-ficlet-because-that-observer

Lilo, fooling around at the back of Liam’s HP car : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/161632764181/louis-would-insist-on-role-playing-in-that

Lilo, love always stays young : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/160027384931/ask-and-you-shall-receive-i-guess-lilo

Lilo, giggly bunk sex : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/159541094046/for-saysthemagpie-who-eons-ago-asked-me-for-e12

Lilo, pwp sick!fic : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/159126475536/so-i-went-to-bed-an-hour-ago-with-the-firm

Lilo, comfort fic, sleepless Louis : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/157321219471/im-having-a-shite-week-and-i-cant-seem-to-get

Lilo, teaching Louis how to dance : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/157207544131/a-little-canon-otra-lilo-rated-m-for

Lilo, puppy troubles : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/156549883231/ooh-ill-bite-for-the-300-words-meme-lilo-and

Lilo, sleepy first kiss : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/156461616211/lilo-wake-up-kisses-pressed-gently-to-the-column

Lilo, comfort fic, sick Louis : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/156007737666/small-lilo-comfort-fic-because-i-felt-like-shit

Nouis whatsapp :

part 1 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/163957085676/1st-part-of-a-dreadful-nouis-almost-canon-in-which    

part 2 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/163997091921/part-2-of-my-nouis-almost-canon-fic-in-which-the    

part 3 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/164035300466/third-part-of-my-nouis-whatsapp-fic-writing-boys    

part 4 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/164104867656/part-4-of-my-nouis-whatsapp-verse-i-didnt-mean    

part 5 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/165236874961/guess-who-got-inspired-by-the-fresh-mountain-air

part 6 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/165269157721/part-6-of-my-nouis-whatsapp-verse-in-which-louis

Nouis, angsty hookup post Louelle breakup : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/156371571431/this-is-for-daniellecampbelle-as-thanks-for

Nouis, flirting gone wrong : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/156597692406/do-you-mind-if-i-combine-two-pick-one-if-that

Lourry, Louis’s thoughts about Mitch : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/160710278346/have-a-little-angsty-lourry-ficlet-because-i

Lourry, Another Man ficlet part 2 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/159464891202/i-wrote-a-thing-d-the-lourry-follow-up-to-my

Lourry, last OTRA hug : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/158407908471/the-crowd-goes-wild-wilder-than-louis-has-ever

Lourry, competitive nudity : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/157545058971/lourry-competitive-nudity

Lirry, zoo trip : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/160167282011/have-a-little-lirry-because-i-of-course-cant

Lirry, ghost!Liam : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/156632317196/whentherewerebicycles-replied-to-your-photo

Niam photograph AU :

part     1 :http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/159239334381/first-part-of-a-little-niam-au-based-on-these

part     2 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/159503645256/heres-the-2nd-part-to-my-little-niam-photograph    

Nilo, getting married : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/158590411801/niall-and-louis-are-getting-married-today-and

1d drabbles (feat. Lilo, Zouis, Narry, Horchata, Louelle, Danielle/Bebe and Hamille)  : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/167494015191/1-narry-after-harrys-troubadour-performance-2

Niall/Danielle : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/167082882841/lovely-drabble-loved-bebe-and-dani-and-for

Elounorexha :

part 1 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/164565423686/the-conversation-i-like-to-think-el-and-louis-had    

part 2 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/164571140846/part-ii-of-the-conversation-louis-and-el-must-have    

part 3 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/165702387691/those-pics-of-bebe-and-louis-gave-me-feelings-so

part 4 :  http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/165771391956/i-still-have-a-lot-of-feelings-about-those-gifs

Elounor, Louis tries on makeup : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/165038146761/i-am-sorry-you-are-feeling-numb-and-out-of-it-it

Elounor, sex by the pool : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/164984593926/louis-wriggling-out-of-his-clothes-and-leaving-a

Louelle with a side of Lilo : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/164875431961/cats-lilo-and-danielle-campbell-looking

Elouelle :

part 1 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/163880799636/drats-i-was-about-to-fall-asleep-and-then-i    

part 2 : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/164266580121/i-keep-thinking-about-danielle-wearing-that-slip     

   1d as… posts :

1d as cures for insomnia : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/157135543766/1d-as-cures-for-insomnia

1d as Clue players : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/154644113731/1d-playing-clue (cheating a bit because it was december 2016 but I wanted the both of them together)

WIPs

Nouis summer heat : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/167529191101/so-theres-a-nouis-summer-heat-fic-that-ive-been

puppy/kitten lilo : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/158717411661/heres-a-little-snippet-from-my-puppykitten-lilo

Fake boyfriend lirry : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/157836660271/for-umthatsliam-on-her-birthday-its-still-the

New Verses

(fics which also include tag posts and inspiration posts)

Teenage Caldell highschool AU : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/tagged/teenage-caldell-higschool-AU

Fairy Lilo AU : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/tagged/lilo-fairy-verse

Niall is a guitar lover : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/tagged/niall-is-a-guitar-lover

 Tag Fics :

Narry, farmer Harry singing to his cows (with @saysthemagpie) : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/163835997956/ticklefightharry-mildlymaddy-farmer-harry

Nilo, worst sandwich in the world : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/161906224229/ferryboatpeak-thatsmoderatelyraven-this

Niam, brightening Liam’s day : http://mildlymaddy.tumblr.com/post/159167173418