#i'm playing with the idea of making a fic with a bunch of snippets that show Dick's slow descent into parentification

[forgetmesunflower]

Bruce wasn’t at breakfast. He wasn’t at lunch either. But it was the weekend, and Dick was pretty sure Bruce only went into work on weekdays like when Dick was sent to school.

Swinging his feet from the too-high kitchen stool as he watched Alfred wash his plate and cup, Dick eventually asked, “Do you know where Bruce is?”

Alfred didn’t look up. “I believe he’s still in bed. It would be best to let him rest for a while longer.”

Dick thought that was strange, since Bruce hadn’t patrolled last night. All major organized crime leaders were in Blackgate, and that clown guy that made a scene last month was just admitted to Arkham Asylum after his trial. Apparently, the poor guy was sick, which was why he killed those men.

Dick didn’t quite understand it. But he got grumpy when he was sick too, so maybe it was kind of similar. He hated to think that something like having the flu could lead to killing people, but Detective Gordon also said that the clown guy was sick up in his brain, so maybe it wasn’t quite the same.

Still, it was supposed to have been quiet beyond minor crimes that most of the police could handle (the ones that were initiating it anyway), so Alfred had insisted both Batman and Robin take the previous night off, which Bruce agreed to reluctantly. All to say, it was strange that he was still asleep.

So Dick wandered over to Bruce’s bedroom and knocked on the door. When there was no answer, Dick turned the knob and cracked it open. Peeking in, the room was almost pitch black aside from the light spilling in from the hallway. As he squinted into the room, he could see the heavy curtains were drawn, the big top blanket—the duvet or the comforter or whatever, Alfred kept changing the word up on him—was on the floor, and there was a large lump under the thin top sheet on the bed. 

“Bruce?” he whispered into the room.

The lump didn’t move nor make a sound, so Dick slipped inside and shut the door behind him. He blinked a few times until he could see the bed again in the dark, then tiptoed over. The duvet-comforter tried to trip him up, but he clambered over and crawled onto the bed.

He tapped what he assumed to be Bruce’s arm. “Bruce?” he whispered again. 

There was a mumbled answer this time, but Dick didn’t catch it.

“I can’t hear you.”

“Not right now, Dick. Leave,” Bruce growled, almost in his Batman voice.

“Why?”

Maybe he was sick too. He wondered why Alfred wasn’t taking care of him if he was. Dick’s mama always took care of him when he threw up or felt all hot and cold and gross, and she took care of Papa too when he inevitably got whatever was going around. Sickness always spread like hay on fire in the circus, but Mama never seemed to be affected. 

“What’s wrong?” Dick pushed.

Bruce sighed heavily, a sound Dick was beginning to recognize to mean he was annoyed with Dick but too tired to do much about it. But usually he was only ever annoyed because he was tired. Dick didn’t get it. He always felt the best after exercise left him exhausted. 

“It’s after lunch,” Dick told him. “Alfred told us to go to bed last night. You did, right?” That was another habit Dick had noticed. Bruce would be tired lots, so much so that he got annoyed and short with Dick, but still didn’t go to bed. And he wasn’t even staying up to do anything fun. It was just more work.

Bruce shifted under the sheet, and Dick finally got a look at the side of his face, body turned away from Dick. Bruce sighed again.

“Are you sick?”

After another pause, Bruce said, “Sure.”

That would explain why he was still tired. But then, he shouldn’t be skipping meals. “Should I get Alfred?”

“No–” Bruce shifted again, bringing a hand up to rub at his face. “Not like that. I’m not–” He trailed off.

Dick frowned. “Well, are you sick like that clown guy?”

Bruce’s head snapped up, looking over at Dick in the dark. “That man is deranged. We are nothing alike.”

Dick frowned deeper. He didn’t know what deranged meant, but Bruce didn’t say it like anything good. “Detective Gordon said he was sick.” He tapped his own forehead with a finger. “Up in his head.”

Bruce closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He straightened out to lie on his back. He didn’t open his eyes yet, but said much more gently, “Yes. He’s right. The man is sick. The doctors and staff at Arkham will help him so that he doesn’t hurt anymore people.”

Batman went out at night and hurt bad people, but Dick didn’t think he would appreciate the comparison. Batman didn’t kill people. “What kind of sick are you then?”

Opening one eye just a slit, Bruce’s blue eyes looked black in the dark. For a few moments, Bruce didn’t say anything, and Dick remembered how Bruce seemed to have an easier time talking when Dick wasn’t looking directly at him. Which was strange. His parents had always liked him to look at them when they talked. They said it showed he was paying attention. 

Dick shuffled down the bed a little and lied down beside Bruce. Then he scooted over until he was tucked up against Bruce’s side, feeling his body heat radiating even through the blanket. Maybe he really did have a fever. Bruce lifted one arm to accommodate, curling it around Dick’s shoulders as Dick used it as a pillow. Bruce must really have been feeling sick. He didn’t stiffen or hesitate at all.

“Sometimes adults have bad days. They just– don’t feel well.”

“But wasn’t last night a break?”

“I– yeah. I guess.”

Dick hummed in thought. “Is it because you didn’t go out?”

Bruce didn’t answer.

Dick continued anyway, “Is it like when I don’t go on the bars for a few days because of an injury? Like, I know the break is supposed to  help my body feel better, but I also feel worse when I haven’t done it in a while. Kinda… icky?”

A few seconds passed before Bruce said, “That’s probably part of it.”

“Part of it?”

“Yeah.”

“What’s the other part?”

He sighed again. “It’s just like that sometimes.”

Dick wrinkled his nose. He hated when Bruce said that. Usually, he was the adult that said that to Dick the least, explaining things even if a lot of the time Dick still didn’t get it, but every so often, he’d close up and say ‘It’s just like that.’

“Why don’t you want to get up?”

“Because I don’t feel well.”

“Because you’re sick?”

“Because I’m sick.”

Dick shifted a bit, feeling restless. “Fresh air usually makes me feel better.”

Bruce held his breath, like he was trying not to sigh. 

“We should go out for ice cream.”

“Not today, Dick.”

“How are you going to feel better if you don’t get fresh air?”

“Fresh air won’t make me feel better.”

“Oh,” Dick said. He pursed his lips. “You sure?”

This time, Bruce didn’t hold in his sigh. He was doing that a lot. Dick kinda hoped he was breathing out all the sick from his body. Maybe sighing made him feel better.

They both lied there for another minute. Dick counted the seconds. Then he sat up suddenly. Bruce flinched.

“What if we have ice cream in bed?”

Bruce squinted up at him. “What?”

Dick hurried to scramble off the bed. “That’ll make you feel better. I’ll go ask Alfred.”

“Wait, Dick– no ice cream before dinner.”

Dick didn’t look back, hopping over to the door as he said, “Yeah, but you're sick! Alfred let me have ice cream after lunch when Carrie gave me the chicken pox, so it’s only fair.”

Then he was out the door.

[katnissdoesnotfollowback]

WIP Wednesday ~ WIP File Game

Um hi there. *waves nervously* Soooo over the past two months, I've been tagged multiple times by different people to partake in various WIP Wednesday posts and WIP file games. Sadly, I haven't had as much time for fandom as I would have liked recently, and I've just let those tags sit there unanswered. Thank you for thinking of me @mega-aulover, @unnamednarrator, and @thesweetnessofspring.

I'm going to use this post to answer both types of tags, and the people I tag in turn, please choose which version you'd rather play, play both!, or play neither.

First... a snippet from chapter 40 of Spellbound:

“Peeta! Let me go!” There’s the metallic thunk of a heavy round. Hands yanking on my wrists. I stare at the body. His jaw blown off, silencing him forever. Eyes empty. Hollow. Gone. “Peeta?” That’s when the trembling starts. I blink and the shadows recede. His face gone, replaced with Haymitch’s skull gleaming oddly in the flashlight on the cave floor. The jawbone fallen at an odd angle.  Fingers dig into my wrists. Deep enough that it hurts. The pain in my wrists and my knee somehow grounds me. Pulls me away from that day in the sun baked streets and back into this one. “Peeta?” Katniss asks. I can barely make out her shape in the gloom, and I shake my head. Who dropped the flashlight? When did we wind up on our knees?  “I’m fine.”

And now for the more difficult part. Here's a list of my current WIP files. If it's listed as a story on AO3, I hope to finish it this year. If it's listed as not yet posted to AO3, then I'm hoping to start posting it/finish it this year. The third list is a bunch of random ideas that may never see the light of day, but I've included them for funsies.

Feel free to send an ask to receive a snippet if I have one, a summary, a long winded excuse for why it's still not done yet... I'm working tonight but I have tomorrow off and will answer asks then!

Stories on AO3:

Outside Chance

Outside Expectations

Outside the Lines

Spellbound

Where the Stars Crumble to Life

One Last Hope

Everything You Are

Ampersand (Series)

Fickle Games

No Reason

Holiday Havoc Ensues

Smutercising

Stories Not on AO3:

Bound to Get Burned

Caught in the Net of the World

The Courtship of Lambs

Crush My Bones with Bittersweet

Grief Catches Us All

Hand porn

In the Waiting Dark (the Red Moon Rises)

Kiss Me In the Dark

Making Dents in the Wall

Septimus

Sin Bin

Small Turn Ons

Spiral & Collission / Ellipses & Ignition

Tangled AU

Through the Eyes of My Love

To Know, Not to Be Known

Turning of the Seasons

You + Me

Random Files:

Anyways

Arrive Broken

The Art of Peeling Pearls

Autumn Delight

Awkward

Bed Head

Bend Me, Shake Me Any Way You Want Me

The Cold Side of the Bed

Dear Diary

Everlark on the Prairie

Fluffy Menace

Full Zeroes

Holiday Pet Sitters

Hypocrites

Kiss Me in the Dark

Kissing Clause

Last Dance

Long Have I Waited, My Darling

Love in the Library

Nude Dude Foods

On Lockdown

Peeta POV

Scrawled Upon My Skin

Shattered Into Ash

Seven Feathers

The Strong Arm of Justice

The Touch of Time

Under the Pink Sky

Yes, Chef

And Finally, for the Truly Brave (I mean it, don't do this if you have very clear lines of what you find acceptable in fanfiction), I will answer questions about my folder titled "What Is This Shit?!?!", where I put all of the weird, dark, morally questionable fic ideas that I'm certain about 95% of you all would absolutely hate. Actually some of them are not that bad, but others really are a dumpster fire. Send a number between 1 and 66 for a potentially unpleasant surprise, if you dare.

Now for the tags! I tag @mega-aulover @unnamednarrator, and @thesweetnessofspring because it's been over a week since each of you tagged me mwahahaha. Also tagging @shesasurvivor @louezem and @burkygirl (I've seen you lurking in my notes, don't think I didn't. Hope you've had a restful break from fandom and glad to see you around here again.)

[starrycassi]

Okay, I'm actually obsessed with your 'jayvik works for silko au'. I like that Viktor is the face of their work, the confident one that everyone knows (and fears, as they should). Also, I imagine Jayce like he looked in THAT council room scene in e8s2 (he looks SO hot in those dark clothes and the beard, damn (and I'm ace so that's saying something, lol)). Just slightly longer hair maybe.

I think Jayce would be in denial for a few years about the true situation he's in, regarding not just Viktor and their power dynamics, but their work and Silko and the situation in Zaun in general. But then he would have a epiphany about it and then slowly realizes stuff and accepts it surprising well. By the end of the time skip he's completely on board with what he's doing (though in the same way Viktor is, and the two conspire together).

You said we can ask for more of the au so, if I may maybe request a tender moment between the two? Like their love confession or them getting together. Just Viktor being vournelable with Jayce and it's the firs time ever he is with someone since like really early childhood. And he's freaking out internally about it but just wants to so badly.

Or the scene where Vi and Cait meet them (mainly Jayce) post timeskip (does it happen the same time Vi and Jinx meet for the fist time? Or is it different). I just kind of want to see Caits reaction to Jayce being alive and the whole, he's working for the kingpin, making weapons and is married to an infamous henchman/silkos inventor/the Herald/whatever Viktor is. I think it would be hilarious.

What's your Ao3? Would you consider posting this au there?

First of: I'm SO glad people like this au because it's been on my mind ever since the show barely came out!! This + crow queen + the meadow au are the very first ones I developed for Arcane and I've been slowly going insane over them. Hehehe. I do have to preface this by saying: when originally created, it was done with *League* lore in mind. I've had to tweak and adjust things for them to make sense with some of the newer backstory + revelations. Which is one of the main reasons as to why I've only posted it as ideas/snippets. I don't even want to get into the logistics of how Piltover would evolve without the hexgates (since their creators are buried deep in the underground and refuse to work with anyone in the council) or what the presence of not only one, but now *two* apparent heirs for Silco could entail. It's a very nice idea that I love, but it's nowhere near as fleshed out as it needs to be for me to write a fic :((

One of the main reasons I enjoy it is the subversion of their power dynamic! In this one, is Viktor who has to step out and defend Jayce when needed (there's actually a scene very similar to the last EP of S1, where Viktor has to cement Jayce's standing as his *partner* (meaning, equal, so please stop trying to kill him or undermining him) in front of Zaun's chembarons. Though Jayce eventually ends up earning his own name and reputation! I've actually got a small scene for that in the works, but basically people's perspective of him goes: that's herald's new boytoy (is he going to last?) > that's herald's new lap dog (is he trying to steal sevika's spot?) > He is to Viktor what Sevika is to Silco + they fuck > that's herald's new apprentice (is he good enough for the title) to, finally > He Defender (or smth idk not quite sure of his Zaun Tittle yet), Herald's partner, Jinx's second favorite. Jayce has to fight tooth and nail for his spot at Silco's chain of command, but once he has it no one dares question him. People fear provoking them both because of The Herald's vindictive vein as much as they are terrified of The Defender's (I'm between that and warden really) senseless rage. However, Zaunites do start going to Jayce for help, since he is the kinder and more approachable out of the bunch. Silco lets Jayce run around fixing houses and "playing hero" because it's actually gaining them a lot of sympathy and making more people slowly rally behind his ideals.

I've also given silco a bit more of a political incline. There is a draft of Jayce and Viktor convincing Silco to start a small public school, but it's still a "maybe", since there's the whole child labor aspect and allat.

And, yeah. Jayce is completely in denial for almost a year. He's lost everything he's ever known, was faced with the crude reality that piltover will, can and has turned its back against one of their own. He's bitter and humiliated, after all, Jayce does have a bit of an ego in the og show and everything that transcends here hurts him. Also, Viktor and Silco are both spewing shit about Piltover in his ear every single day (not without reason lol). But you are generally right with that analysis!! When he does have the final breakdown, he bounces back fast as hell. He becomes really codependent with Viktor and Jinx in those times, then gets better and better at accepting the cards he's been dealt.

I'm still debating about the plot point of Viktor and Jayce conspiring to take over Silco's place and *actually* do something for Zaun. In this au we would have: them trying to win over Sevika, secretive plotting, them do their best to properly mold Jinx so she will eventually rebel (or, in case Silco is taken out by that point, she can step in and allow them a place at her side)

Also I'm SO glad S2 gave me a proper image for visualizing Zaunite Jayce. I was screaming at my computer when I realized that all my dreams had been answered. I'm debating giving him streaks of color or something. Idk yet.

I WILL write that as soon as I'm out of finals lol. I also have one of Viktor's efforts to convince everyone of Jayce being treated as his equal and the way they meet. It's all a bit convoluted.

Some things I'm not quite if I should change yet;

Originally, Singed cut off Viktor's leg and gave him a prosthetic, framing this as "getting rid of the bad parts". This would eventually evolve into the whole cyborg-viktor we see in the games. There was also a very homoerotic situation where he got Jayce to cut off his hand when the wrist stopped answering properly. Idk sorry I've a lot of weird kinks in store for them.

This also meant Viktor giving Jayce modifications. One thing that im definitely keeping is that he gives Jayce sharper canines + possibly adds a "venom" mechanism so he can better defend himself. They experiment on each other as a way to show love okay. Also Jayce gets a piercing. Idk where how or why but I need this man pierced. Maybe him and Viktor get matching ones like Alternate Ekko and Alternate Powder. Gold and Silver little bands. Why not.

There was a whole thing about Viktor just kinda going ham and trying to add body mods to their already shimmered soldiers.

Et cetera

Edit: I want to clarify that I understand that sevika is loyal to ideas, not people. She is loyal to Silco because he is the best bet they have at the moment, and then to Jinx for the same reason (yes she definitely cares for jinx but u get the idea). Still, they would have to work REALLY hard to convince this woman to put her life on the line to betray the biggest mob boss around. She does stand by them and their ideas a lot of times, wanting Zaun's betterment as much as they do.

[got-a-new-recipe-for-pound-cake]

A fanfiction I've had in google docs for a while hope you enjoy, this fic is also posted on my Ao3 which is linked in my intro post if you'd prefer to read it there. Also there are too many ships to tag on here so I'm just going to tag the characters that are featured in each chapter. If you want the full list of tags please check the Ao3 version. I'm planning on posting the next chapter tomorrow so I'm going to also add a little snippet from that at the end.

17 without a purpose or direction Chapter 1: He's a What?

Basically the next school year at Bullworth, everyone's still in school um... cause I say so. This is basically a bunch of drabbles that somewhat relate to each other and somewhat follow a plot.

Kirby Olsen was running across the football field as fast as his short legs could carry him. The end zone was in sight, his veins were full of adrenaline. He dodged players left and right, eyes on the prize. He felt powerful as he ran, like he was a superhero or something. He almost tripped but he was focused, running almost as fast as he had at the movies last year. His sneakers touched the ground of the promised land. There was a loud cheer from the crowd, and  his teammates as the game ended. Kirby was grinning from ear to ear at the sound, and crisp night air in his lungs. He felt on top of the world. 

—

Johnny leaned against a wall near the boys dorm smoking a cigarette. His Friday night was not going well. Lola had ditched him to go to some football game, and Peanut was out of town this weekend. The other greasers were doing a bike race, but Johnny didn’t really feel like it tonight. He took another puff, as he saw what looked like some scrawny jock running off with that one blonde bully. Sighing, Johnny put out his cigarette and threw it away.

Maybe he could work on something in the auto shop. His feet brought him there as soon as the thought came to mind (muscle memory or some shit). There was this one car in the shop that Johnny spent the most time on. The transition was really fucked up, the clutch was broken, the frame was bent, the paint was scratched, but Johnny knew he could fix it. Once he fixed it up it would be a real beauty.

—

Gary was extremely tired. It was to the point where he couldn’t move, but his brain refused to go to sleep. He stared at the ceiling, having long given up the idea of a proper night’s sleep, and opted instead to think of ways to terrorize Petey. He could hear some students sneaking into their rooms. He wasn’t sure what time it was and wasn’t bothered to check, but he was pretty sure it was past curfew. 

His thoughts drifted to Jimmy, the little shit. He was going to rule the school until he ruined everything. At least he was able to get back into school after a summer at Happy Volts. He learned a lot of things there, but nothing to help him sleep. Gary sighed, finally having enough willpower to roll into his side. That was better. Wait shit, now he had to adjust to this position. 

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“Jesus cut it out, someone could see us,” was the first thing Cornelius heard when he left play practice. Whoever it was was hidden by a tree near the doors. 

“You came to see me practice and expect me not to kiss your stupid face?” a voice Cornelius recognized as Trent replied teasingly. That just earned a grunt from the other voice. Curious as to who this was, Cornelius decided to make his presence known. 

“Greetings and salutations,” He said walking around the tree and into the parking lot. Trent (who seemed to have been leaning into a short looking brunette jock who had been leaning against the wall around the edge of the parking lot) was shoved by the small jock, who quickly crossed his arms in a more “manly” stance, yet still looking like a dear in headlights. 

“You want some pound cake nerd?” the jock said threateningly, holding up his fist.

“Relax Kirb it’s just Cornelius he’s chill,” Trent replied to the jock before turning to Cornelius “What is it man?”

“Just came to tell you rehearsal is running late tomorrow,”  the nerd responded. 

“Oh thanks for telling me man,” Trent replied casually. Satisfied Cornelius waved to Trent as he walked off, and he could notice as soon as he left Kirby's posture became much more relaxed.

—

Jimmy drug a hand down his face, and walked over to his closet. He had had the worst night’s sleep and was barely functioning. His body was on autopilot most of the day, and he didn’t really wake up until lunch time. 

“Hey Jimmy have you heard?” Jimmy looked up to see Christy munching an apple.

“Heard what?” he asked, wondering what insane rumor she made up this time. 

“Sheldon’s joined the prep clique,” she responded and took another bite of her apple. 

“He what?” Jimmy laughed. This was probably one of the crazier rumors Christy had told him. 

“It’s true, I saw him sitting with them, and he was like wearing the sweater and everything,” Christy wiped some apple juice from her chin with her sleeve. 

“Yeah sure,” Jimmy replied laughing to himself as Christy off to spread the news. 

“Well looks like the neanderthal just understood knock knock jokes. What's so funny Jimmy Boy?” Gary snidely remarked as he strode over and sat down across from Jimmy.

“Christy just told me that Sheldon’s joined the preps,” Jimmy replied, immediately annoyed. After everything he did last year why in the actual fuck did Gary think he had any right to sit with him? Still Jimmy didn't tell him to scram.   

“Oh no that's true I saw him,” Gary stated. 

“Saw what?” Pete asked as he sat next to Gary. 

“Oh nothing, just that Sheldon joined the rich kids clique,” Gary mused.  

“Oh yeah that,” Pete remarked, taking a bite of his sandwich and then promptly spitting it out. 

“Wait, wait wait, don't you have to be like super rich to be a prep?” Jimmy asked. 

“I dunno James why don’t you go ask them mister king of the school.” Gary snapped. 

“Shut up Gary,” Pete replied.

“You shut up femme boy,” Gary said. 

“Quit it,” Jimmy responded, "I'll ask them later.” 

“He finally makes himself useful,” Gary replied.

“Shut the fuck up Gary,” Jimmy snapped as he rolled his eyes.

—

Kirby and Dan were practicing their throws with each other, and engaged in casual conversation. Dan had just thrown the ball to Kirby when there was a wolf whistle from the stands. Kirby fumbled the ball, and Dan pretended not to notice. Dan wasn’t an idiot, he’s seen Trent and Kirby sneaking around with each other, he was just waiting for Kirby to fess up. Although knowing his best friend that probably would never happen, at least not for a while.

One thing Dan was proud of himself for was his observation skills and he had seen couples be much more discreet than those two. The skill was also super helpful whenever he wasn’t benched. Kirby made up some bullshit excuse, and Dan waved bye to him, picking up the football to put away. Sure enough on his way back to his room he saw Kirby and Trent running into the broken school bus in the parking lot. How the fuck did his best friend think he was being sneaky?

___

Pedro walked his way towards the spot he and Sheldon usually met, in a corner of the library. He was super excited to show him the sweater his mother has sent him. It felt just like a hug, and smelled like home. 

“I like your sweater,” Melody smiled, as she passed him. 

“Thanks,” he replied happily, as he continued towards the library. He skipped the rest of the way to the library, and stepped inside. Sheldon was sitting at one of the chess tables, decked out in a full Aquaberry ensemble. 

“Hey Sheldon,” Pedro said, sitting down across from him. 

“Hello Pedro,” Sheldon replied, in a poor attempt at a British accent. 

“How’s your day been? Did you see my new sweater?” Pedro chirped.

“Pedro, listen,” Sheldon began, “I’m a prep now, and I can’t be friends with people like you.”

“What?” Pedro gulped. 

“I’m sorry Pedro,” Sheldon said as he looked at his at him eyes full of pity, and he picked up his new Aquaberry messenger bag and walked away. Pedro sat there, a feeling of dread in his heart. Even if the sweater his mother had sent him was comforting, it couldn’t soothe the sting of this. He wished she were here, she would scoop him in her arms and tell him everything would be okay. But right now the world felt like it was crumbling apart, and his mother was nowhere to be found. He drew his knees up into his sweater, and buried his face in the fabric. He inhaled, trying to get some comfort out of it, but it was no use. He got up, and somberly walked out of the library, his eyes dampening. Pedro let out a quiet sob.  Today was turning out to be pretty crummy.

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Next chapter snippet(Chapter 2 Fighting and Shipping): Bif immediately stood up to defend Derby, and then Larry jumped up too, putting his fists up. Galloway quickly went to step in because Mr. Luntz would probably kill him if he had to clean up blood from the floor.

[dragonagitator]

Gale Dekarios / Modern Girl in Faerun BG3 fanfic snippets & ideas

I've begun writing my very first fanfic, a "Modern Girl in Faerun" author self-insert for Baldur's Gate 3 in the tradition of the "Modern Girl of Thedas" fanfics for Dragon Age.

Premise: A woman who has played a lot of BG3 is transported to the world of BG3, where she uses her foreknowledge of events to pretty much obliterate canon. End game is Gale/MGIF romance, but at an even slower burn than in canon because he thinks she's batshit crazy.

It'll be a very long while before I'll be ready to begin posting chapters on AO3 because I'm writing the scenes out of order whenever inspiration strikes instead of chronologically. But I've been posting occasional snippets and ideas to Tumblr as I go, so here's a pinned post where I'll add links to that stuff in case someone wants to read a bunch of disjointed crap from a WIP.

Criticism is very welcome! I've never written a fanfic before so I fully expect it to be terrible, and I'd much appreciate any feedback that would help make it less terrible before the final draft goes up on AO3.

Scenes & Dialogue Snippets:

Is the somatic component an erection?

Um... what language is that?

200 gold, same as in town

How can you have the word ‘lesbian’ with no Lesbos and no Sappho?

Make. Me. A. Better. Offer.

Should I be jealous of Withers, Gale? I know he's your type.

The Book of Erotic Fantasy

Plot Ideas:

Fucked-up idea for why Gale has abs

I just wanted to fuck a hot wizard but now I have homework

Timeline of major events during Gale Dekarios's lifetime

Gale's and Tara's search for a cure to his condition was a race against time for them both

Gale was picked up in Yartar while headed north to die

The lack of Gale Dekarios / Modern Girl in Faerun author self-insert fanfics is killing me

The nautiloid could have plausibly realm-jumped to Earth

Soulless by Toril standards

Wizard of Waterdeep, meet Wizard of Excel!

Astarion is the only companion who immediately believes the MGIF

Traded My Spoons For Knives

Teamwork makes dream work, and my author self-insert dreams of taking a bath

There's only one God you should be worshipping, his name is Ed Greenwood

I'll be asking Withers to respec me from Accountant to Sorcerer at the earliest opportunity

Crippling existential crisis

I am receiving the Shovel Talk from a flying cat

Where's the CIA when you need them?

How to help Karlach in your post-game fix-it fics

Show us on the Waterdeep map where Gale's tower is???

My Big Fat Greek Wedding / Mamma Mia / Dragon Heist mashup

Oh, so you're the local Goddess of Magic? Well, let me introduce you to Hecate and Freyja and the Morrigan and Isis and...

I've already come up with at least three sequels

Tara would be all over Tav's baby bump

Waterdeep needs the Freedom of Information Act

Speedrunning the Enlightenment

Elminster's portal to Earth seems like an easier way home than asking Lae'zel to please hijack me another nautiloid

Gale as a "Faerun Character in Modern Earth"

[skibasyndrome]

soooo since promo season is ending and since I'm getting a bit emo about that I wanted to make a little masterpost of my fics inspired by s3 promo to put them all in one place. I'm eternally grateful for that first little snippet for inspiring me enough to write my first ever fanfic in 6 years. I've had so much fun (and more often than not a bunch of other emotions) with these and I think rediscovering my love for writing has been one of my favorite things of these past few months 💜

I wish everyone a very happy and hopefully not too anxious YR S3 eve 💜💜💜

It seems a place for us to dream (T, 1.8 k, fluff)

“No,” Wilhelm exhales, “this isn’t how I dreamed for it to be.”

It's so cheesy, fuck, it's ridiculous, he thinks, and for a split second fears his worries confirmed when Simon's lip curls upward and he's getting ready to be laughed at when- oh. There's a glint in Simon's eyes that Wilhelm can place immediately and it makes his already shallow breathing hitch, an entirely new emotion creeping in and setting the pit of Wilhelm's stomach on fire.

Or: Wille's thoughts as he sees Simon standing in the palace

It's in the water, baby (E, 4.9 k, fluffy smut)

One of Simon’s hands starts playing with the hair in the nape of Wilhelm’s neck and Wilhelm’s hand finds Simon’s hip. The soft t-shirt he’s wearing is not doing anything to block the warmth radiating off his irresistible skin. Wilhelm slips his fingers underneath to feel more of it. When their kiss ends, they just stay close, foreheads touching. “You know I wasn’t actually gonna drop you, right?” Wilhelm asks.

“I know,” Simon answers and gently nudges Wilhelm’s nose with his own, and it feels like home.

Or: a story about some wilmon lake shenanigans sponsored by the infamous Lake Still (TM) s3 promo pic

Never Letting You Go (E, 5.7k, emotional smut with some angsty undertones, but optimistic ending)

There's no answer to the what-if, he's got no idea. He's scrambling mentally, trying to come up with something, anything, but nothing yields. All he comes up with is the fact that he needs to leave a lasting impression while he still can.

So he just kisses Simon harder, fighting back against the constricting feeling that's trying to close up his throat. And Simon kisses back gladly, melts against Wilhelm, moves like he’s trying to blend into Wilhelm.

And they're close, so close, but not nearly close enough, and all Wilhelm wants is to feel Simon, make Simon feel things.

Or: The infamous Hallway Smut (TM) Scene as briefly seen in the S3 trailer and (re)imagined by me

[loquarocoeur]

17!! Would love to hear about how you plan your fics and the process as an aspiring writer myself.

Hm okay. Well

I'd say

Inspiration: Sometimes it's a song (the vibes of it or the story or just a pretty line), sometimes it's a visceral image of snippet of a scene, sometimes it's just that I like a string of words so much I build an entire fic around them

Plotting/Planning: Also very variable - with silly little fluff fics I kind of just poke my brain until I have 5 or 6 scenes, with smut it's not hard I just make a basic outline of what's happening here (just the vibes i'm going for, a specific concept or pieces of dialogue and then string them together), with longer fics it's an absolute mess let me tell you, it's usually just IDEA and then MORE IDEAS and then a bunch of disconnected scenes all of which I am too attached to and I eventually try to organise into a semi-cohesive timeline and then I sit down to wrangle them into a plot that makes sort of sense and is interesting but idk I don't have a lot of experience with longer fics tbh. But yeah, idk, the plot usually just somehow figures itself out

Actual writing - Honestly easiest thing is just to start writing and see what happens and sometimes the story writes itself and all you have to do is keep it on track and nudge it towards the end I guess, sometimes if I get stuck I put on some music that's inspiring the fic and close my eyes and just like play the scene/plot out in my head and then write it down

[supernova3space]

WIP Wednesday: Nova rambles about the WIPs Pt 1

Alright! I shall finally explain my WIPs one by one. Going by the order I made in the WIP tag game, I'll do the first 6 for now.

1. Edge of Fear 2: So the first fic, Edge of Fear was basically a not-so-creative TSoA rewrite of the episode Sonnies' Edge from Love, Death + Robots. As much as I love the first fic, I wanted to be a bit creative so the second fic is a prologue. What happened to Achilles and Patroclus, what did Hector do, how did Achilles finally take his revenge, those are the topics that will be addressed here. This one in particular is pretty emotionally and mentally taxing for me (going into that headspace had me freaking out a lot) but I like it (even if I do take very long breaks from it for my sanity). The trigger warnings are going to be insane with this one

2. Poetry shtick: I just jot down random story ideas here but this doc does actually have a bunch of unfinished and incomplete poems, stanzas that are just existing in the void like islands, waiting for accompaniment.

3. Lifeguard AU: saw a post by Iiktend about a lifeguard AU and was like, hell yeah, sure why not. Achilles is such a SIMP in this one and Patroclus? Well, there's a reason Achilles is simping over him. (Lord knows whether I'll ever finish this lmao I don't know shit about lifeguards)

4. Potrait of Love: Horror! I love writing horror. I used to write horror stories when I was a kid. Satyajit Ray was and still is a huge idol for me. The way he makes even the most mundane things become a cause of nightmares in such an understated and simple tone, gods there is no one like him. This fic, while it is Patrochilles, also has Odysseus playing the main character. Modern AU, Odysseus buys a painting and his life slowly goes to shit. Sadly (not sadly), for Patrochilles to be endgame, Odysseus must SUFFER lol

5. Forest of Lotuses: My personal favourite. I LOVE this one. This has a lot of inspiration from folklore and mythology. Here's how it works. Childhood friends to lovers, all in secret. And btw they can't touch each other. If they do so, they die. Gosh, I love it 😍

6. With the Wind In Your Hair: This one is fun to write because guess what? I'm not going to use a single line of dialogue in this. Trying to challenge myself lol. It's all setting, action and ✨ feels ✨. Basically a retelling of the story of Patroclus and Achilles in small snippets of their life and days. Lots of inspiration from Tumblr lmao (honestly you people are so creative I can't). Happy ending cause I'm a nice person hehe

I'll post the next six probably next week? They are far more interesting than these.

[oathkeeper-of-tarth]

WIP title ask meme

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

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I was poked to do this months ago, twice at least - once by @docholligay and I think the second was @jeejyboard, but I can't find the tag for the life of me. SORRY. I felt like doing something a bit more meta today re:writing and post about The Process, and this was a perfect excuse - thanks for thinking of me. So here's some actual effort! I went and dug deep, trawled through some really old stuff, which was fun. I write and scribble down way, way more than I actually polish and post (which I assume is probably normal, but who knows). 

General info, for whoever is interested: I mostly use Google Docs with offline backups for fic writing, as I shift between computers a ton, and I put fandom tags at the start of my filenames for organisation. I have a ton of prompt/meme/ask/event collection files - for example, the very latest: "[BG3, STRAHD, SM] Fic Prompts 2024". In these I jot down both the prompts people send or that are listed and the ideas/outlines/notes for each, then when I really get going with a certain fic I spin it off into a separate document. 

I hate coming up with titles and usually do that last, so most of my document names are silly references for my own amusement or just a boring old brief description of the main concept. For instance, my latest posted fic Cerimonia Compedum was for most of its WIP-hood known simply as "[BG3] Tadpoled Isobel". Sometimes I keep different versions/revisions/parts of the same WIP in different files, and if that's the case I've grouped them here. Note that for simplicity's sake this post includes my "solo" fic only, no collabs or coauthored stuff, of which there is also a bunch. 

Some of these are ancient and hit me in the face with "12 years ago" timestamps. Some ficlets will never make it out of the mixed prompt plot bunny dumping grounds into their own doc. I think Sailor Moon 10-ish years ago was the one outlier fandom where I actually wrote most of my concepts out fully and posted them. The ol' brain is currently overproducing stuff for the more recent BG3 flavoured moon lesbians (and no, that ship name will never stop throwing my HaruMichi-loving ass for a loop). Note that some of the SU WIPs on the list I've already posted about here, here, here, and here.

Obviously all of these vary wildly in terms of completion level, word count, refinement, and age (and capitalisation, apparently). So yeah, here's the list, roughly sorted by fandom - ask away, if you feel like it!

[BG3] Moon-chosen, Moon-guided | Moon-chosen, Moon-guided - Part III [BG3] Cerimonia Alārum | ISOBEL TO THE RESCUE AU [BG3] Tremulous Cadence followup | The Return of the Moon Daughter [BG3] Wizard Tower AU | Aylin & Rolan stuff [BG3] Karlach/Minthara Act 2 conclusion aka why are paladins Like That [BG3] I'm having something very strong indeed

[STRAHD] The d'Avenir Treatise verse tidbits [STRAHD] Road Trippin' [STRAHD] In-character notes & ficlets

[SU] eeEEeeeeEE BISMUTH | Bismuth ficlets | Like talking to a wall | Muse. Galatea. Suffering. [SU] SU Daemons HDM AU [SU] The Adolescence of Rose Quartz | But I don't think anyone turns into a car  [SU] Freedom To And Freedom From | Pearlrose Fixit | i love suffering!!! [SU] Forge Showdown AU [SU] Pearl Playing the Field TM | All I need in this life of sin is me and my pearlfriend [SU] The Grand Aventurine Heist (Not Really Grand And Only Slightly A Heist) | oh no who let Rose read the Scarlet Pimpernel

[SM] Future Vision blatantly ripped me off THANKS REBECCA | PUU fic [SM] Outers fall of SilMil | michific | The End is the Beginning is the End

[DS9] Kira fic bits

[TLOK] Five Times Kya Healed Lin and One Time She Couldn't | Kyalin fluff [TLOK] R.C. Noire | Lin BAMFong

[WATCHMEN] Silhouette fic bits

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That's it! I don't think I have a single person that I know writes fic left that hasn't already been tagged in this, so feel free to do it (again) if it strikes your fancy.

[flayedprideparade]

Part 1 Hi! I just wanted to take a moment to say how much I’ve been enjoying your fic! The story is wonderfully written, and your characterization is spot-on. I really appreciate the effort you put into tagging it—especially the bottom Steve. That tag was one of the reasons I started reading, as it aligns perfectly with my preferences. I noticed a comment suggesting a different dynamic, and I hope this doesn’t come off the wrong way, but I wanted to share that I’d be a bit disappointed

"-- if the story went in that direction. That said, I completely understand and respect that this is your fic, and you should feel free to write what you want without feeling pressured to please every reader—including me! I think it’s amazing that you’ve been clear and consistent about your intentions for the fic, and I really appreciate the way you’ve stuck to them. Everyone has different preferences and there’s so much space in fandom for diverse content. Your story has been a joy to read. Thank you for sharing your work with us. I look forward to seeing where the story goes (no pressure, of course—write at your own pace and in your own way). Your fic has made my day, and I just wanted to share my appreciation! Feel free to ignore. All the best”

Hi, there! Thanks for taking the time to message me, and for your kind words. I compiled the other asks/parts of your question into one, hope you don't mind!

I know some people feel there are negative implications when, in a m/m ship, one guy always tops and the other always bottoms. I absolutely understand where they're coming from, but at the same time, I don't think there's anything wrong with having a strong preference or exclusively enjoying when a specific character either tops or bottoms. For a really long time, I shipped everything that way, where I ONLY wanted one character to bottom or top. I know there was a fair amount of discourse in the Harringrove fandom back in the day lol. People got REALLY attached to the idea of Steve or Billy in whichever position they preferred.

But I'll cut to the chase: for the entirety of "You're Gonna Carry That Weight", I HIGHLY doubt I'll have Steve topping. That being said, slight spoilers to come, but I'll probably have some other NSFW scenes that aren't just traditional banging, either-- handjobs, maybe blowjobs? Etc. So it won't be JUST Steve 'receiving' as it were, so if those aren't in line with you preferences, a small heads up there. I'll be updating the tags as those scenes come into play, too. Again, I very highly doubt that I'll write any bottom Billy in the span of this fic, but on the very unlikely chance that I do, tags will be added and I'll be sure to make note of it in an author's note preceeding the actual chapter.

Now, I have been vaguely considering a sort of sequel series, or at least a bunch of one-shots or snippets that would take place after YGCTW, in the same universe. If I get around to doing that, and if you think you might be interested in it, then you might have to watch out for (a very rare, very occasional) bottom Billy. But again, that would be a loooong way off, and I'd tag it appropriately, so you'd easily be able to skip any such chapters if you were so inclined.

I honestly thought about going into PAINSTAKING DETAIL discussing the intricacies of how I see Billy and Steve's sex life evolving in this au, but I realized it wasn't relevant and probably not what you're here for 😅

So, TL;DR, for the early part of their relationship, ie what YGCTW is going to predominately cover, Billy subscribes firmly to the "It's not gay if I'm on top" mentality, and therefore proooooobably will never be bottoming.

[commander-rahrah]

Cyberpunk: Twin Flames - Chapter 7

A SilverV fic

Linked psyches. That was Alt's solution for them. Two bodies -- their own bodies. But souls and minds still intertwined -- feeling each other's pain and emotions. Never too far away, never far behind.

There could never be one without the other.

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I just posted my seventh chapter of my Johnny Silverhand/Fem!V fic over on my AO3. If you are interested in reading, I have put a snippet below. You can read the rest over on AO3!

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Only once she was covered, did Johnny finally look over and speak up. “What are you doing, V?” “Are you—? Getting fucking dressed dickhead, what does it look like?” He shook his head, his mouth forming a hard line. “Last night. This morning.” She turned around to face him, a single bow raised. “What?” “Playing fucking house with River.” He spat, waving his hands out. “Like you weren’t being hunted by cyberpsychos or zeroing scavs two days ago. Like you ain’t got a Corp assassin on your speed dial right now, waiting for you.” V rolled her blue eyes, “Jesus Johnny, sorry I want to live a little. Didn’t know I had to eat, shit and breathe your goddamn revolution.” He let out an exasperated sigh, “You don’t. But this ain’t you and you know it.” Something flickered in her eyes, her nostrils flaring. “What the fuck do you know about it?” He marched right up to her, matching the challenge in her voice, “The guy is talking to you about fuckin’ suburb trailer parks and kids and family recipes, V. Are you that stupid?” She shook her head at him, running her fingers through her wet hair, “Okay, so he’s a bit domesticated. But you make me sound like I’m some feral merc who could never—". Tainted anger flared through him. "You could never! He’s a cop, V!” “Used to be. Not anymore—" But he interrupted her correction, “He will always be a cop. And you will always be a merc from Heywood. Making coffee and pancakes after you get each other off ain’t gonna change that.” V groaned, her fists bunching up at her sides, “Jesus Christ— why are you telling me this, huh?” “If you’re gonna do that again, take the goddamn pills.” Johnny pointed a metal finger in her face. “What?” “Next time you fuck him or anybody else. Take. The. Fucking. Blockers." He enunciated every single world. Her blue eyes blinked, genuine shock crossing her face, "You told me not to take those."

He had, and more surprisingly she had actually listened. They had sat untouched, only one missing from that very first, chaotic night. Fuck, he wasn't even sure if she had them anymore. Maybe she had chucked them in a dumpster weeks ago. "I don’t care.” He growled, “Rather be suffocated by those fuckin' pills then go through that again.” She scoffed at him, “You seemed to like it just fine last night. Don’t think I didn’t feel you there, watching like a perv.” “Maybe, at first I—" The honest words stumbled out of him before he caught himself. “Then what?” He felt like he was gonna chip a molar, pierce through his lip. “God, I don’t want to do this with you right now.” “What the fu— you’re the one who brought this up!!" V shouted, completely exasperated as he made to turn away from her. "Everything gets to be on your terms, Johnny, doesn’t it? What you want, who you want. Don’t give a flying shit about the other person in the—" He interrupted her, nostrils flared. “In the what?”

Friendship? Relationship? Whatever the fuck they had.

Did she have a better idea of what this was? Why he felt like this?

“In the conversation.”

No. Of course not, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction. It would never be that simple, not for assholes like them.  "You're a fucking bitch, V." "And you're a fucking coward." She spat right back.  His black hair swayed as he shook his head at her, "I told you not to do this, told you it would be too complicated." "I'm not putting my life on pause for you, Johnny." "This is what you want your life to be?" His dark eyes studied her light ones, flickering between them. "Some fake, domesticated bullshit until you realize you'll never be what he wants you to be? Be my fuckin' guest."   "Better than anything you want for me. If it was up to you, I'd be fuckin' dead right? So you could just take my body for yourself." V went straight for the kill. She might as well have wrapped her teeth around his throat and shredded the skin.  "Fuck. You." She’d thrown that in his face on purpose — she knew the guilt and regret that festered in him from saying that to her. It took all of Johnny to push it all down. The word vomit. The pain, the fucking pain, that was forming like a sob in his throat. "Take the fuckin' blockers next time V. I mean it."

And he glitched away. 

[aranarumei]

3 and 4 for the ask game 🙏🙏🤩

ask me something from this list?

3: how you feel about your current WIP

It’s so funny that you’re asking me this here as if you don’t have access to one of my wip documents labeled “AHHHHHHH (tortured scream).” Like okay. what do you think. there are two current WIPs I have, but my feelings are kind of similar for both… just different scales. I think both WIPs require a bit of “buy-in” from the audience, because they both go places that are like… I think I have the canon justification to build on things like so, but it’s definitely a lot of extra worldbuilding or detail that doesn’t exist in the og. so in terms of public response I’m very trepidatious. it's just that one of them is longer and way more intense in scale compared to the other. but both still feel intense to me. apart from that I’m mostly frustrated because I can’t work on either as much as I want to. like… if I had no other work to do, I’d be happily writing out these two WIPs. it’s just life that’s in the way.

4: a story idea you haven’t written yet

The amount of unwritten WIPs I have is… A Lot. like there’s just so many, I have to make a list for myself bc I actually can’t think of how many ideas I’ve got in the bucket rn. but here’s some I don’t think I’ve mentioned to you: I’ve been playing around w/ a tbhk pokemon mystery dungeon au w/ @sunnnfish lately. that’s hard to really write out, but it’s super fun to concept out and think about the lore-building. and then there’s just a bunch of a3 mini-stuff, like I need to write abt the tenma-juza friendship at one point bc it’ll complete my trifecta. I’ve got a yuki-juza fic and a yuki-tenma one (well. two) so it’ll complete a nonsense triangle for me. i’ve also been thinking about aomine & kise of knb so much lately, so just lots of floaty ideas of how they might connect with each other post-canon. ah and i'm usually always writing and not publishing (bc theyre unfinished) some fairy tail related snippet or the other. i think juvia & gajeel's relationship is so interesting to play with... maybe she moves into fairy hills and gajeel is all like hmph. i won't carry your stuff for you. and juvia's obliviously like. it's an all girls dorm. you can't even go in there. bc i think they're both bad at human connection in their own ways.

[shichidikai]

wip game: ah shit howl au or zs canon fic 2?

these ones are just lil sproutlings right now with no real snippets to share yet, so i'll put them both here~

howl au is pretty much what it says on the tin, except that i'll be creating a delightful mishmash of the book and ghibli versions and making it zosan (because it's me and of course i will). at its core there's nami (sophie) who ends up in the castle of wizard sanji (howl), his apprentice chopper (michael/markl, specialty medicinal magic), and his grumpy demon zoro (calcifer). i get to play around with both magic and (please act surprised) germa tech angst, rehash my hatred of judge yet again (i'm actually delighted), and do things like have kaya train as an apprentice witch under kureha, get creative with sanji's magical door wheel and what it represents, give shanks a kingdom maybe, include usopp, robin, and luffy, and a bunch more fun stuff! it has equal chances of either ending up my lightest-weight multi-chap fic yet or becoming an absolute behemoth, so we'll see how the dice lands when i really get into it lmao

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zs canon fic 2 (working title "these are our get-along tapes" 😂) is a 5+1 based off of the idea that nami is sick and tired of the collateral damage that happens when zoro and sanji fight and demands that they start keeping a video log of it via a cameko (which they've stolen, of course). very unserious and an idea i'm sure has been done a hundred times before, with no real plot to speak of other than tracking the progress that zosan make towards maybe liking each other and maybe some eventual recorded confessions (cough cough and it's not planned to be smut but... i can't ever promise anything in that area idk i look away), just intended to be a short little oneshot (i say this but watch it morph into like 5 chapters now that i've put that in writing kjhslkjhlskjhs)

more wip game »

[jessicas-pi]

WIP tag game

Tagged by @tarisilmarwen

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

I have a terrifying number of WIPs so I'm not going to do every single one but here's most of them, semi-organized by time period:

TCW fics:

Matchmaking, Mad Science, And Accidental Child Acquisition: How To Bother Your Bodyguard, Befriend Some Social Outcasts, Raise A Foundling, And Survive The Ongoing Sheevery (You Might Just Fall In Love, Too)

Ugh, look what you made me do

Jaig Eyes and Diamonds

Midnight Snacks, Space PowerPoints, And Jedi-Nightsister Intercultural Relations

the sheevery ends and the shenanakins begin

Fives' Blyla Fic (Feat. Jesse's Beta Reader Notes)

A Friend in Need (of therapy and maybe a nap)

The Secret Life Of Queen Apailana

mandalorianakin

The Pad(awan) Batch

Rebels/OT fics:

Paint Bombs, Pixie Cuts, And Elopement: How To Spite Your Mother, Troll Your Friends, Scandalize High Society, And Escape An Arranged Marriage (You Might Just Stop A War, Too)

rebelvengers assemble

Licorice offerings (and other ways to cope)

Graveyards and ghost towns (and other stuff you wouldn't expect to be bonding experiences but were anyway)

that awkward moment when your bf's family is a bunch of oversized judgy canines

Starbirds and Wolves

Yes, I’ve Been Brokenhearted (Blue Since The Day We Parted)

All I've Learned Has Overturned

It's A Rich Man's World

We're In This Together

April's Tomfoolery

In Hindsight, This May Not Have Been The Best Idea

iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm hOOKED ON A FEEELLING

Local Teenagers' Vacation Ruined By Tropes, More At Six

the jetpack fic

This Is Fine

The Phantom(s) Of The Eclipse

this is getting out of hand now there are two of ALL of them

and they were CELLMATES

Commit To The Bit

The Promises AU

How To Train Your Mythosaur

It's About Time

Lost In (Wild) Space

Frances Hodgson Burnett Star Wars Rebels Crossover

Parenting For Dummies

Philosophies, Prophecies, And Even More Found Family

road trip! road trip!

Twin Blades And Beskar

Runie Kressa Wridger’s Guide To Human-Merfolk Relationships: Friends, Enemies, Family, And Really Hot Guys You’re Gonna Marry Someday.

The Rebel Chronicles

AAAAAANGST

even more adoption

Ship Wars

You Could Do Better

she would not, in fact, Let It Go

Other fics:

Time Heals Old Hate (put your armor on)

Time Heals Shaken Hope (brave the coming night)

Time Makes Things Known

Time Tells Most Secrets (and quinlan tells the rest)

What Time Cannot Take (long as we are loved)

bo-katan and her tin can man

Befriended!

MandaloREYan

untitled modern au

local goth space prince adopts 31 assassins: could this be a redemption arc?

And since there's no way I'm going to be able to tag 56 people, I'll do an open tag to literally anyone who wants to play!

[artknifeandglue]

Fanfic ask game, if you would like to answer: D, E and F ❤️

D: Is there a song or a playlist to associate with [insert fic]?

Always is! A whole bunch of my fic titles are song titles/lyrics themselves, sometimes changed or edited slightly for for grammar/vibes. Usually, I've been listening to the song on repeat obsessively while I write the fic itself. See examples: the song that gave shadows, shadows its title; the song that yielded both you could have at least wished to live and what's left is merely sentiment; the inspiration for if i reached out my hand, could i catch you? in both format and content; the song where premise and lyrics and vibes came together to become the behemoth that is as shattered stars shine.

I'm not in the habit of making playlists much, though. It's an art form I never really picked up.

E: If you wrote a sequel to [insert fic], what would it be about?

Honestly, most of my fics are complete as is (save for shadows, shadows, which I've been working on at a glacial pace ^^;), but if I had to pick one, I'd probably write something for as shattered stars shine. The adventures of Mephistopheles, I guess?

In a not-Kingsman-related answer, I've toyed with the idea of writing spin-offs of even so, someday, surely. There's so much lore in that universe that didn't make the final cut or is only just hinted at, and I'd love to explore that.

F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Blargh okay I'm going to cheat on this and put up two contenders! Both are from shadows, shadows, but one is in chapter 2 and the other is currently sitting in my drafts. Cut for brevity:

Excerpt #1: Chapter 2

“Bugger off, Harry, I’m not done with Merlin yet. You’ll get your turn.” Percival glares at Merlin, his side profile visible on camera, and it’s a miracle Merlin doesn’t shrivel up or catch fire, because that glare could kill. “No, it wouldn’t fucking have, but you don’t think we would have appreciated knowing that information earlier? What, did you not trust your agents?”

“If you really want an answer, Percival,” Merlin bites out, “then yes. I didn’t know if it was yet safe to inform you, and perhaps the world at large, that Harry wasn’t dead. If you want to make this about trust, then be my guest.”

“Of course it’s about trust, you bastard!” Percival roars, slamming his hand onto the Round Table. The loud noise makes Gareth jump, jostling the feed, and he fires off a quick message to Tristan through the glasses. Well, shit. “It’s always been about trust, that’s why we make every candidate shoot their fucking dog-”

The three-way argument between Harry, Merlin, and Percival! I think it does a pretty good job of establishing Harry's, Merlin's, and Percival's characters all at once by having them play off one another and also piss each other off. We also get Percival having a soft spot for Eggsy and looking out for him, which, hey, win!

Excerpt #2: Yet-unpublished chapter

"How are you feeling?”

“Great, Aish, thanks for asking. Maybe warn a bloke next time.”

“I told you the suit was flame-resistant! It’s not my fault you forgot!”

“It ain’t mine either!”

“Be that as it may,” Merlin rubs at the back of his neck, looking like he would rather be anywhere else, “kindly avoid a repeat in future.”

“Oh, yeah, I’ll ask a bunch of torture-happy mobsters to hold off the kerosene, that’ll stop them!” Eggsy splutters.

“Not the fire,” Merlin says pointedly, “the jumping into rivers in midwinter.”

“Again, I was on fire.” Eggsy throws his hands up in the air. “What part of that wasn’t clear?

Still unpolished, but I like the idea of Eggsy continuing the Galahad tradition of giving Merlin stress headaches. That, and I love being able to set up little background characters for everyone to interact with so we see just how much chaos the Kingsmen get up to (and that they're not the only ones doing this).

[i-am-beckyu]

AKDNDKDKJFKSKDF IVE BARELY SENT ANYTHING HERE LATELY IM SO SORRY BECKY!!!!

How is you? :] I is tired, it’s night time, tho I don’t feel like sleeping yet-

Your birthday fic is coming along, I will probably have it done by your birthday, if I balance homework and life right… Let’s have a snippet!

…

The borrower heard an irritated sigh, and, sure enough, when he looked up there was his escort and best friend, ———.

…who, as he looked closer, seemed ready to murder him. ——— gulped, and tried to play it off casually.

…

I hope you’re excited! And I also have actually started, and have a decent idea for my 100 followers fic (THANK YOU 3D)

I maaay have taken some inspiration from your 100 followers fic, even most of its original, if you see somethings that seems like MMTS, then I hope you don’t mind :]

Also, randomly, I don’t think anyone’s seen this, but I’ve actually been going around becoming peoples evil, shadow clone counter part (I have way too many side blogs at this point) *cough* anybodywritingao3 *cough* Rose if you see this no you didn’t

So… On a completely unrelated note, what would your evil shadow self be? What would their pfp and username be? :D

also can I ask why everyone’s putting their pfp underwater and how do I join the trend I have no idea how to do that qwq

This ask is getting pretty long, uh, I hope you don’t mind….

I’d like to talk to you more, but I don’t want to bother you :]

(and in an earlier ask you said that I can just message hi in the family discord but that’s basically not possible for me cause I have something called being social anxious around people I find amazing and cool :P)

Okay okay I’ll stop the ask now-

Have a nice day/night if you’d like too!

Cookies? 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪

-✨anon✨

HIIIIIIIIII ✨ANON✨

All good all good! I was pretty flat out as it was yesterday and on the weekend. Pretty much played power wash simulator irl cleaning lol.

And I'm good! I hope you slept well (because you should def be asleep right now as of posting this) I'm a bit tired just cause of all the work I did but otherwise feeling good. ❤️

S N I P P E T

*eats snippet and gets the happy chemicals* oOooOo am so EXCITED FOR THIS FIC!!! BORROWER FIC! BORROWER FIC! LETS GOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! Bu tbut but but as I know everyone is telling you, make sure to not over work yourself and take breaks. You don't have to force yourself to finish any of these fics on time if it means you get some extra sleep or finish the homework you have to do. Sleep being the most important of all things. Not saying you can't do things, just keep a healthy balance <3

and awwwwwww. My MMTS fic has inspired you're own 100 follower special? 🥹🥹🥹🥹 I don't mind at all!!! If anything it makes me extra excited cause it gives me a very vague idea of what the special fic could be centering on (putting bets on a monster meets found family times lol)

@nobodywritingao3 can you please drown @munchkin1156 next? They wanna be part of drowned squad :3

And this ask isn't long at all! You're more than welcome to come chat anytime and as long as you like. You're not bothering me at all <3 Also I get the discord feeling a bit daunting, but I promise everyone is really nice and we're all just a bunch of weird anxious beans that vibe lol.

You're more than welcome to just chat in private dms tho too. Whether it's on discord or tumblr dms, if you'd like to just chat rather than through asks, you're more than welcome to message me. I respond as quick as I can but life and lifing sometimes and can make response time slow lol.

Thank you for the kind wishes, I'm having a lovely morning so far and I hope you have a lovely day too.

Thanks for the cookies! Lollipops? :3 🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭