#is this based on a fanfic i'm working on?

[loverboy-havocboy]

I saw the ask you answered from another anon about cloneshipping, and I balled my eyes out. I'm a closet cloneshipper too. I came into the fandom about a year ago and ended up with the antis before I even knew what that meant.

I've started to secretly follow cloneship blogs, but I'm a decently popular fanfic writer in the anti group, and I really don't want to lose my readers by coming out 😭

I've never written a cloneship fic, and I mostly write x reader, which I know is a whole different topic for another day, but I love the content you all put out!

I put a short, non-aggresive blurb on my blog that I don't cloneship to appease the masses, and several cloneship blogs blocked me. It's sad, but I don't blame them. I've seen the hate spewed out by antis, and it's just disgusting.

Well, thanks for that list of friendly cloneship blogs, and thanks for being so nice to us in the shadows ❤️

👤 Incognito Anon

i'm really glad that post was able to help you in some way, friend. i'm gonna be honest, i had no idea it was so common for people to feel trapped in anti circles, and it makes me so sad. we should all be having fun - that's what it boils down to.

being a writer myself, i understand the fear of losing your reader base. i only have one non-shipping work, but i have at times wished it could be separated from my cloneship writing because i'm really proud of it and i know that shrinks the amount of people who will interact with it. however, i'm proud of ALL of my work. all of it brings me joy - and not just that, but it brings other people joy. it's meaningful to them.

all that to say.. i think sharing my work with a small group of people who cherish it feels better than having a larger audience. but i know that's just me personally.

if i may, i'd like to encourage you to make a side blog where you can interact with fandom in a way that brings you joy, and an alternate ao3 if you ever want to dabble in cloneshipping fic. maybe you’ll always stay in both places separately, maybe you’ll find that one feels better than the other and make the leap eventually. regardless, the option is there, and we'd love to have you.

[ineffectualdemon]

I don't think authors or book sellers or even reviewers using fanfic/trope keywords like "Enemies to lovers" is bad

Because honestly? It's not new either

1. It's been a staple bit of marketing in Romance for decades ("Bodice Rippers"? Hello!?)

2. It's not that far off of where genre marketing was in the 90s and 2000s "Its another one of those Sword and Sorcery books"

3. People have always gravitated towards and recommended books based on story elements that they really like that don't necessarily tell you anything about the plot

"This book has time travel!" Was one of mine for a long time. I'm still going to read any old trash if there is even a whiff of time travel! And I will be excited and bring it up while recommending it even if it's not relevant to the plot or tell you anything about the genre of story

I am not alone about this!

"This one has vampires!" - vampire friend recommendation

"this one has cool battles!" - friend who likes battles

"this one is really funny!" - friend who likes comedy

I have rarely had anyone start a pitch with the plot ever in my whole life. They start with what they find fun or exciting

Then they will talk about the plot

Online you have less time and also it's an good short hand to get people's attention based on what story elements they love

We just have a lot more specific phrasing thanks to fanfic that helps them quick fire these things

An author or publisher using fanfic/trope style tags to promote their work are not failing by not leading with a plot synopsis. They are doing the equivalent of shouting their goods in the marketplace to attract customers

If someone came to me and said 'Hey, I think you might like this story. It's about time travelling bisexual robots" then I want to ask more questions and look it up and see the genre and plot summary

That two second sell is enough to get me intrigued which is the entire point and if I look at it more and see its say, horror, i might go "ah dang, not for me."

Which is fine

But I might go "hmmm I don't normally like horror but I do like time travel and bisexual robots" and give it a try. And I might not enjoy it but I am making an informed choice

Also with authors especially if you scroll down a little more or click the read more or spend longer than 2 seconds on the video they usually tell you more about the book

And if all you are getting is the literary equivalent of "Fish! Fresh Fish!' And NOTHING else

Maybe that's a reflection of where you are on the internet because where I am if I stop I hear about what kind of fish they have and how long ago they were caught and loads about how it was caught - you get what I mean?

[tozettastone]

I'm being so serious right now: there are people out there, just wandering around in fandom, who do genuinely think podfic is primarily an accessibility tool.

Podficcers get such a raw deal in fandom:

they have evergreen hosting issues (unless grandfathered in under the Paraka clause) that the OTW typically considers outside its infrastructural wheelhouse

they have to carefully ensure they have permission to actually make their works because their works contain the complete text of someone else's work

which means they have to go ASK or else hope someone has a blanket permission statement

which means they ALSO have to read fic writers' weird hostile non-consent statements when an "I do not permit people to make podfics of my works," could really have done the job

they get really low levels of engagement on their works and while that's rarely people's only reason for making something, most people do like engagement

they have to constantly educate other fans about how what they're making isn't glorified text to speech, but actually a performance in its own right

now, apparently, people think they're performing some kind of charitable function for accessibility (a take I've seen casually mentioned three times in the last few months)

And I still see people just floating around through fandom like: "wow I'm so glad the podficcers are. making fanfic accessible. even if I don't need to use podfics."

Nobody NEEDS to "use" podfics. You can run a fanfic through text to speech if you want that. Podficcers transform a fanfic through the power of both their performance and a whole bunch of [elements of mysterious sound-based expertise, here represented only by CHA-LA HEAD CHA-LA played backwards at 25% speed¹], which they have kindly recorded and packaged up neatly for you to listen to.

Like... Sir? What? They are ...making art? As a hobby?? Like the rest of us??? Yes????

Just like if it was fanart, you don't have to like other people's art but it's NOT "an accessibility tool I don't need to use." They are not just like a weird extra interface between you and the "accessible" version of a fanfic, okay? Accessibility is a really cool side benefit, but it's not the main purpose.

1. I'm not a podficcer, IDK what they're doing about the sounds. Other than kindly not pronouncing all my typos. Please.

[f-oighear]

The Big Black Clover Fanfic Recommendation Post

I've been talking about making that post since forever and I think I've finally finished compiling them!

So. Grab a notepad. Take out your TBR list. Get ready to bookmark or mark for later. And let's go.

I guess I should start with a few disclaimers 🫡

I haven't read every fic out there and there are notably a few fics I know I'm going to love but haven't started yet. I think I'll update the post regularly.

The fics on this post are fics I enjoyed and remember having read. considering how many things I forget on a daily basis, it means a lot.

I have my favorite characters, tropes, and themes and this will definitely show.

I'm attempting to organize the fics in categories but ofc some shippy fics also have feels or are angsty or are fluffy, same for the AUs... An attempt is made to organize them based on the vibes I remember (I’ve read some of those literal years ago).

If you're in this post and you think I've put your fic in the wrong category: don't hesitate to reach out!

For the shippy fics, I have my favorite ships but I'm a multishipper sooooo there's that.

I'm recommending oneshots, multichaptered fics, entire AUs, series and fics that are unfinished and probably never will be. Do keep that in mind if you don't like reading abandoned works (you'll be missing out but I can understand).

Let's start! It'll be a long one.

General/Feels/Character studies

💜 Threads, Solarwitchwrites

Vanessa is a stitch witch. She is the best stitch witch of her generation, possibly in an age. But she has one power she doesn’t brag about: she can see the threads of fate that bind destined souls together. It’s rarely been useful, often it’s painful; but sometimes she gets to watch something amazing unfold.

💜 A World Without You, Acacia_May

Vanessa grows concerned for Finral when he begins to act tense and distant after they return from the Forest of Witches. In her attempts to comfort him, however, she may find some comfort of her own.

💜 Teammates, Cour104

Still adjusting to her newfound freedom after escaping from her cage and the Witch Queen, Vanessa has a nightmare. Finral is there to help her through it and remind her that she's no longer alone.

💜 You're Not Alone, IAmStoryteller

For Noelle, there has always been one person in her corner. For Mimosa, there has always been one person that made her want to be better. Noelle Silva and Mimosa Vermillion are cousins, but they are also each other’s greatest support.

💜 It Used To Be So Simple (Once Upon A Time), WildFlowerWoods

A collection of short stories about the childhoods of various Black Bulls, among other things, containing my own headcanons.

💜 fated, orphaned

Some Magic Knights are bonded by something stronger than just kinship. (Charlotte x Yami, Asta x Noelle, Nozel x Vanessa)

💜 Think about it (series), thoughtfullyrainynightmare

This is a collection of short drabbles that exist to give insight to the canon characters presented in Black Clover from my personal perspective. This is about how I see them

AUs

🩷 Black Bulls Pirate AU, Firefutte

An infamous pirate crew sails across the sea's waves. Many rumours and stories exists of this crew. Always one thing they all have in common and that's the tale describing them as chaotic, lawless and crazy hooligans in dire need of mercy from the gods. In reality they're simply living as them, chaotic, lawless and crazy hooligans they may be, but this ship's crew have found a family amongst each other in a world that denied them such comfort for years. And they would have it no other way if you asked them, such is the reality of The Black Bull.

🩷 Mimosa & Noelle Ideale AU, IAmStoryteller

Seven-year-old Noelle and Mimosa run away from home while traveling with their grandparents. Meanwhile, 16-year-old Zora is trying his very best to be a Super-Wizard and takedown corrupt Magic Knights. But one day he runs into two little girls who clearly are nobility, but also who need help. This changes everything.

🩷 Black Bulls Steampunk AU, IAmStoryteller

The Black Bulls Crew is about to officially retire from being sky pirates. After years of working together and becoming a family, they agree that it’s time for one last hurrah to prove that they are the best of the best, especially after they heard about a map for the infamous treasure of Elf King.

🩷 New World, Bulls99

Following a second devastating defeat to Vanica, Noelle expects to die peacefully - painfully, but peacefully. Instead she wakes up in a world where everything seems upside down. But how much is really different?

Romance

❤️ Ubi Amor, Ibi Dolor, Supernaturalgrant

“He’s dumb as fuck.” She asserts bluntly. It surprises an honest laugh out of Nozel, which seems to amuse her slightly. “You know that, right?” “I can’t force him to be with me, Mereoleona. Even I am not that high-reaching.” He tells her honestly. Or- Fuegoleon and Nozel break up when Nozel is promoted to the Silver Eagles captain, neither of them really knows why. (Fuegoleon x Nozel)

❤️ Running Out of Time, IAmStoryteller

On the day that elves reincarnated and Zagred the Word-Devil nearly gained a physical body, something went wrong—Zora Ideale and Kirsch Vermillion wind up in a time loop. They have to relive the horrible, long day over and over again, while reluctantly working together to figure out why. (Zora x Kirsch)

❤️ The Clover Kingdom in Chaos: A Dire Tale, Mamavino

Over a month after defeating Lucius Zogratis, new troubles lie ahead. When Sol comes knocking on Yami's door in a panic because Charlotte is missing, he acts indifferent at first. But what happened after their tea-drinking date? And is it true that she has been trapped by a curse again? Yami puts every effort into finding out what happened and sets out to find Charlotte. Noelle Silva falls into a strange sleep. Rouge, Vanessa's cat, is now attached to young Silva's life. Nozel insists on having his sister in the palace. But that also means opening the doors to the Black Bulls. This will certainly provide some challenges. In addition, all the spirits are falling ill, and everyone seems to be in a total panic. Mereoleona, Asta and a small team sets out to seek out the cause and solution to all this. Is it all connected? In the library they will find help, or is it an enemy After all? (Charlotte x Yami, Nozel x Vanessa, Mereoleona x OC, Fuegoleon x OC)

❤️ Night of Vows, Vilandel

She kissed him again, more deeply this time, smiling as she felt him giving in to the kiss. As they parted, she poked his cheek and said with a smirk, “Consider this a vow I just made.” (Nozel x Vanessa)

❤️ wildest dreams (because falling's not the problem), IAmStoryteller

Yuno/Langris/Mimosa series (Yuno x Langris x Mimosa)

❤️ This Was A Mistake, JaylinnW

“You really think this will be a restful break,” the larger man grinned. “You are in for a surprise. You will not be getting much time to relax,” William opened his mouth but Yami stopped him. “I’m not talking about that, Goldie Guts.” He paused, smirking. “Well not only that. I’m talking about the fact that we brought all our idiots with us. I know my bulls- shit’s gonna hit the roof.” “It won’t be that bad I’m sure,” William moved away from his boyfriend to get up from the bed. (William x Yami, minor Nozel x Vanessa)

❤️ Masquerade, IAmStoryteller

The Masquerade Ball hadn't happened in many years in Clover, but that changes when Julius Novachrono decides that it's high time to bring back some old traditions. (Asta x Yuno, Nozel x Vanessa, Finral x Leopold, Magna x Nebra, Fragil x Luck, Zora x Kirsch, Letoile x Gordon, Gauche x Grey, Rill x Charmy)

❤️ Green, Pink, and Grayscale, juviin

Soulmates are a thing of the past, or at least, they should be. So why does the youngest child of the royal Silva family see no colors? (Asta x Noelle)

❤️ Now All My Dreams are Melting on the Asphalt in the Heat, IAmStoryteller

Vanessa Enoteca, the lead singer and guitarist of the Punk band Arresting Dark Weave, is asked by her mentor/friend/first love Yami Sukehiro, the lead guitarist of The Black Bulls, to compose songs for his and Charlotte Roselei’s wedding. Except, she has got to work with Charlotte’s friend Nozel Silva, the First Seat Cello Player of the Clover Kingdom Baroque Orchestra, who just so happens to a composer. Can Vanessa and Nozel create some amazing songs for the Yami/Charlotte wedding in time? Or will it go up in smoke? (Nozel x Vanessa)

❤️ MUSIC CONNECTS ALL, UNLESS IT'S OFF BEAT, orphaned

In Noelle's defense, it was all Kahono's fault. Noelle so happens to be listening to Kahono's rant before she gets into this entire complicated situation that had just happened, (fuck fate, by the way), and now she had dug a hole too deep to get out of. Who the hell was Tchaikovsky, what the hell was a quarter note, and why are there eighty–eight keys on a piano? To think it just started with a simple walk on the beach. (Kahono x Noelle)

❤️ Children of the Future, LightNova

When Yami and Charlotte had been summoned to see the Wizard king they had not been expecting to find out they had a 19 year old daughter from the future! Nor had they been expecting even more children from the future to appear in their world shortly after her. Just what was going on, and who was sending them here and why? (Charlotte x Yami, Finral x Vanessa, Zora x Nebra, Gauche x Grey, Fuegoleon x OC, William x OC, Julius x OC, Yuno x OC, Asta x Noelle)

❤️ I'll Be Home for Christmas, HotaruGFC (JaclynGFC)

Charlotte gets an invitation to a wedding, and she can't go alone. (Charlotte x Yami)

❤️ Oh What Am I Supposed to Do Without You?, Supernaturalgrant

“Mercury poisoning.” The silence that follows Owen's statement is deafening. The occupants of the room share looks of utter confusion. “That’s like saying Fuegoleon has third-degree burns from that cool ass fire arm situation he has going on.” Yami’s the first to break it. Or: Nozel is diagnosed with mercury poisoning and forced to give his magic up until the can find a cure. Chaos ensues. (Fuegoleon x Nozel)

❤️ Paper Hearts, KaLolasFantasyWorld

Helena Drazel is a twenty five year old Royal from Diamond Kingdom. She's a charming and cheerful woman, ready to leave the sheltered embrace of her family's estate. Her mother previously a Clover citizen and an old friend of late Acier Silva, gets her daughter an invitation to study healing magic in the Capital. Because of that friendship Helena is placed under the care of Royal House of Silva. However the siblings, especially the eldest Nozel, are not so fond of her at the beginning. (Nozel x OC)

❤️ Boys will be Embarrassing, loafingdragon, subtleassiduities

A series of stories documenting Fuegoleon and Nozel's totally-not-gay-completely-serious very-manly escapades over the years. (Fuegoleon x Nozel)

❤️ Damn Eyes, musicalinny

The first time their eyes met he doesn't notice that he actually gave a damn. (Zora x Nebra)

❤️ (Not) At first sight, BBRosenfeld

Finesse is bethrothed to the son of the Vaude family, and she doesn't really mind. However, she was not expecting how much he'd grow on her. (Finral x Finesse)

Fluffy, Funny, Fix-it

💚 Flower Crowns, Angeliccharizard

During an off day, Asta decides it's a great idea to bring a devil to a church

💚 Owen vs The Black Bulls, WildflowerWoods

Owen has seen a lot in his time as a doctor in the magic knights infirmary, even more since his promotion to head of the royal infirmary, overseeing both the magic knights and ordinary patients. he has dealt with his fair share of stubborn visitors, people hiding injuries and patients trying to escape out the window—Lord Julius himself was a common offender for the last of those—but even treating Mereoleona Vermillion's self-inflicted burns was better than the Black Bulls. There was nothing that could have prepared Owen for the Black Bulls.

💚 Why Asta (and Liebe) are Banned From the Kitchen, Bluemeanies

After Yami's katana becomes Demon Slicer and joins Asta's grimoire, Asta and Liebe start looking for other things that could be good anti-magic weapons. Liebe might be taking the concept a little too far.

💚 Early Black Bulls (series), Acacia_May

Early Black Bulls Days

💚 An Impossible Decision, MysticalShizz

Mereoleona’s head pops into view, first taking in you, then turning to observe the small girl perched on your hip. Her look of confusion slowly morphs into disbelief, then into incredulity. “Did … Darling. Did you steal the Silva’s youngest child?”  Fix-It fic where Mereoleona and spouse reader adopt Noelle.

💚 Ghosts, IAmStoryteller

Julius has a bit of a secret. He can see ghosts of his dear departed friends.

💚 Doggy Days, Undefeated_Lionmess

Yami sends Vanessa, Finral, and Charmy to explore a dungeon. Only two of them come back still human. Finral supposes he’s had worse days.

💚 That One Time When Julius Was Late, wintermelon_soldier

"We're late... again," Marx said with a worried expression. "Don't worry, Marx. I'm sure everything is just f-" The Magic Emperor pushed both doors open hoping to greet the Captains only to be welcomed by a vast wasteland. The conference room where it once stood is replaced by a large, empty landmass with no trees or building in sight. "W-what in the world is happening?" Marx cried at his mentor.

💚 The Vice-Captains of the Magic Knights (series), IAmStoryteller

The Vice-Captains of the Magic Knights series

💚 Teenagers, Kaitouahiru

Yami was going to talk to Julius about the recruitable age of Magic Knights. Make no mistake, Yami did not care that fifteen year olds were being put in dangerous or life threatening situations. He didn’t care that they could be drafted to go to war if the situation called for it. He cared that almost none of these brats knew how to do basic home skills.

💚 faith bleeds through the cracks, TellNearaToWrite

Yami knew three things. First, that being a squad captain was shaping up to be a lot like fatherhood, and second, he was definitely not cut out for that shit. Third. Well. Julius had a lot to answer for, that was for sure. The least he could do was help a bit.

Angst!

🧡 Geranium, Azuvist

The flowers in Yami's lungs never really stopped growing. (Yami x William)

🧡 Black Clover: The Blood of Fate, ChanceQueen

In a dark alternate universe of the clover kingdom, there is one question that no one ever wanted to ask, let alone know the answer to. A question that wraps its claws around you, ripping scars that cannot be seen and will never heal. What if Vanessa had never manifested the red thread of fate?

🧡 Megicula's Curse by MaryJoeycoco

After everything, the Black Bulls thought they were safe. They thought Noelle took care of the devil Megicula. They soon realize how wrong they were. Now it's up to Asta to save her but he soon realizes how his feelings change about Noelle through the nightmare land. (Asta x Noelle)

The Silva Fics™

Yes, they get their own category. It's the birb siblings. They deserve it.

💙 Artifice, subtleassiduities

When a retrieval mission traps Nozel with a dangerous and powerful artifact, Nebra and Solid struggle to find help before time runs out for him. But their attempts are thwarted by a widespread, rapidly progressing phenomenon: Everybody in the Clover Kingdom is forgetting about Nozel Silva. Their only choice is to depend on one another-- and Noelle, the only other person who can hold onto a memory of their dear brother. Their rescue mission forces them to face their own memories, twisted against them in ways they may not be able to overcome.

💙 Casa Silva, Mouxe (SPANISH)

Conjunto de historias que comenzo para mostrar la relacion de Acier Silva con sus hijos durante la infancia pero termino convirtiendose en relatos de la relacion de los hermanos silva.

💙 Lay Beside Me, Under Wicked Sky, Avacelt

Noelle leaves, and the chips fall where they do. [Silva family!fic, post-canon]

💙 The Boy Who Played with Water, BeamMeUpCas

Nozel only becomes aware of the extreme lengths his siblings were going to torment their youngest when Nebra, of all people, appears sweaty and disheveled in his office, stuttering and stammering about how Solid has Noelle trapped in a water bubble in the rose garden and she isn't moving Or: Solid nearly drowns Noelle. Nozel flips his shit and becomes the halfway decent big brother he was meant to be.

💙 My Father Told Me (series), succulentsunrise

My Father Told Me is a series, which attempts to understand the effects that the Silva parents must have had on their children, and how the age gaps and personalities between the children themselves affected their relationships.

💙 Make an Effort, IAmStoryteller

Solid isn’t very nice or kind or gentle. He knows this, but when he is hit with the realization that Nozel and Nebra might not know that he loves them, he sets out to show his love and appreciation for his two older siblings. And maybe, extend an olive brand or two…

💙 What Yami Saw by BeamMeUpCas

Nozel needs a favor. Yami will maybe not hold it over his head for all eternity but he'll take great delight in letting Nozel think he will.

[billsbae]

atla tweets but it's just zuko being a simp

[prokopetz]

Concept: detransformative fiction. Take a piece of original fiction, construe the protagonist as a fanfic self-insert, extrapolate the notional author’s creative priorities, and work backwards from there to “reconstruct” the purely hypothetical original work that the actual, published work might have been based on.

[fireflaked]

Riddles in the Dark:

In the Fire Nation there was a legend, one that was always told during the Winter Solstice. A hero's lover is stolen away by a spirit, and he must journey to the spirit world itself to win them back. Sokka was no hero. He was just a guy with a boomerang. But he would do anything to save Zuko.

Finally working on the last chapter but I made this cover to hype myself up. If you like zukka and spirit shenanigans then give it a read!

[braisedhoney]

"He’s frozen stiff, threatening claws now hovering down to the side—his eyes look huge in the darkness, that faint white glow giving just the slightest of his expression away. 

He still doesn’t strike."

- all because of you (i do right) by puppyblue on ao3, Chapter 1. @puppyblueao3 here on tumblr i think!

(does this count as a fic rec or fanart. both, probably. rambles under the cut.)

SO uh—i'm really picky about fanfiction. like. really really picky.

i dunno why exactly, but i kinda have a hard time reading them right away bc a) i'm not really a shipper and that's most fanfiction i've seen and b) i like when i can really imagine the characters saying and doing whatever it is they're doing.

y'know the whole "he would not fucking say that" meme? lmao that's me, but with fanfics and only to myself. (i know everyone has their niche and i'm not here to police anybody's fun, just curate my own.)

anyway all that to say that i really, really liked this one. a lot. it's canon divergent off of into the spiderverse, and if you can believe it the comic is literally not a spoiler bc it's in the summary of the fic. but if you liked uncle aaron or even just are a sucker for redemption (? ish?) arcs, i think you'd like it! with all the angst and chaos from atsv it's a nice change of pace.

[ravensroleplays]

Into the Woods--Open AHIT RP

Well, not like this was the first time someone wandered into Subcon Forest and ended up knocking themself out.

This time, however, Hatty had questions for them as they woke up in the tree house she shared with her father and siblings.

"What are you doing in our home?!?" The little alien questioned accusingly, only for Snatcher to speak from behind her.

"Don't be rude, kid." The ghost gently scolded, coming a bit closer and looking at the person. "Though I've got to admit--I'm a bit curious myself. Most people don't exactly come to Subcon Forest if they can help it."

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Sometimes I think I should do a Scriddler fanfic for the only reason I never saw people writing their dinamic as Cecilos but fucked up and evil.

I need my Riddler with weird radio host vibes who is a genius but on a unconvencional way and manipulate people in a whim but it's really bad with other people secrets and my Scarecrow to be the socially ackward overly curious scientist who loves his work to obcessive levels, is convencionaly smart, mesures all his worlds and is very confused by this guy who is super vocal about his crush on him.

I want Eddie destroying the life of a random hairdresser because they gave Jon a bad haircurt and how dare they do that with Jon's perfect hair (and since I want Eddie to have Cecil's obcession but Jon to not be convencionally atractive like Carlos is this will make Jon rly confused because Edward was the only person who thought his hair was perfect to beging with). I want Jon to talk about how sometimes you spend a lot of time thinking someone has bad intentions when they are actually genuine as his declaration.

I want them to be apart and Jon to lie about how he got it worse to spare Eddie's feelings while Eddie goes into a depressive episode because he is alone (or Cecil learning to not be codependent, Carlos learning to be more open and me learning that I rly love angst).

I want Edward having to face the fact that there are parts of Jonathan live he doesn't know and will never know as he finds bits of the reasons Jon came to Gotham until his digging causes their first major fight.

[casiavium]

Hi ghiralink fans I know people on this site don't like twitter but you are missing out and I think everyone should know about pisu_1107 and fu_akane's art so here are their pixiv and twitter accounts ❤️ I won't repost any of their work (though I see pisu's get reposted a lot unfortunately, and they specifically ask for it not to be 😔) but they are AMAZING and you should know about them

pisu_1107 pixiv twitter

fu_akane pixiv twitter

[k-martins]

POV: You think you created an original title and when you look for it you discover +4000 fanfics with the same title

[zackieboyo]

not sure why I'm doing this, I just thought it'd be fun

[steviewashere]

I'm getting around to responding to comments on my ao3 and holy shit.

Somebody pointed out how they loved that not all my descriptors are pretty. That, when something awful is happening, I do write disgusting. That, and this was for a scene where Steve is crying, he gags and chokes and gasps for air because the tears are coming so hard.

Like, yes! Finally! Somebody understands!

And, I gotta be honest here, I don't always enjoy writing fluffy, pretty things. I adore writing horrid, disgusting, twisted things. Things that spark an emotional movement or make the reader have to sit with my words for a moment. Or the reader has to walk away and come back.

I once got a comment where—for a fic where Steve loses his mom—they literally had to stop reading several times through the chapter (not the whole fic, just this one chapter) and call their mother. Just to check in and tell her how much they love her.

Yes! Have a visceral reaction to my writing! Hate me, call me evil, tell me that I broke your heart over and over and over again. I live for that shit. Tell me that my soft, tooth-rotting fluff scenes are moving you so emotionally because you seek that romance for yourself. Tell me that the soft writing makes your chest pulse and your stomach hurt with joy and pleasure and unbearable sweetness. It tells me, based on how strong your reaction is, that my writing is doing its job.

That I'm doing my job.

And writers, don't be afraid to write that fucked up thing you wanna write. Make your characters sick, kill your main character, make them grieve, coat them in blood, make them scream and gasp and gag and sob until all they can do is pass out from exhaustion. Make your characters human.

Anyway. Just—Ugh! I love comments; I love praise and kudos, but I love when people comment about what aspects of my writing they enjoy. I also adore when they quote a passage back at me and tell me that it stuck to them. Like, yes, my writing has altered your brain and lives with you forever. That's what I want. That's what I'm hoping for.

Okay, going back to my writing cave, thinking about how I'll continue some of my WIPs and prepare myself for the next steddielovemonth prompt. <3

[cheetour]

(shows up dishevelled on your doorstep) got rejected for another job... please read my bg3 fic its all I have

[lorddoom01]

The First Murderer

Cain walked the halls of Chaldea, observing the various Servants. It was quite a fascinating spectacle. He had met many historical figures and heard many tales of heroes in his own universe, it was interesting to see how wildly or closely they resembled those. Some you could barely recognize, others tied to fictional retellings of events (at least in his universe). Artoria had been a surprise, Cain having met King Arthur in his own world.

The various gods wondering the halls also stroked a sense of nostalgia. It reminded him of the earlier years of Audapaupadopolis, when gods and men would walk the same roads in unity under his father's rule. It could remember it perfectly, even after countless centuries. An effortless task in reality for him. He remembered everything. One might call it a photographic memory, but it went well beyond that. He could count up every single breath he'd taken in his life, from birth to now. Every breath he'd seen other people take. Every detail could be recalled without error. A memory that would never forget what he had done.

And it was due to this memory he noticed he was being followed. The individual was an expert, and clearly knew who Cain was. Or thought they did. They had managed to stay out of sight, but had failed to account for the other servants. He had thousands of remembered crowds to compare these to. He could spot how those at the back picked up their pace. The nervous whispers and slight quieting of the crowd. Clearly someone ominous waited just out of view behind him.

Cain turned down a less crowded hall, and then another. Moving away from the high traffic areas of Chaldea, hopefully with fewer people around his follower would reveal themselves. Cain had very little concern about them intending ill will upon him. He'd been most cooperative with Chaldea, the Fae of this universe shouldn't be at war with his family, and there was his curse.

He finally reached a hallway that appeared quite empty. From the signs, this was where parts were stored to repair the Chaldea facility. There should be no one here to bother them. Cain would stop and look behind himself fully, waiting for his follower to step into view. A full minute passed and Cain sighed loudly. His follower was either committed or had lost him. Cain turned back to continue his walk.

"Why are you here?"

Cain was suddenly face to chest to a towering armoured and cloaked figure. A horned skull helmet glared down at him with glowing blue eyes. He'd take a couple of steps back in surprise. He was left speechless for a few moments as he tried to process how this giant had snuck up quietly behind him. Before the man had to repeat his question, Cain responded. "Well I'm here to hep out with this. . ." Cain would pause to think, Da Vinci and him had yet to identify the exact issue they were dealing with, "cross dimensional issue." While there seemed to be a temporal aspect, Da Vinci was quite certain nothing lined up properly with the Lost Belts. But there were aspects that lined up with the SCP Foundation's research into alternate dimensions.

"And why aren't you doing that now?"

Cain glanced down at the large blade held in both hands of the figure, currently held so it pointed at the ground. He'd then glance back up at the figure before him.

"It isn't exactly polite to be threatening a guest" "Why should we welcome a murderer as a guest?"

Cain sighed and roll his head. This was an unexpected situation. "Really?" He'd retort before focusing back on the First Hassan. Cain already knew who he was, he'd been allowed to skim through the personal records to see which servants were here. He had been curious to meet some. And some he wanted to avoid. The Hassan was on neither list.

"Okay. I am not your Cain. I am Cain El Asem. Son of Lilith El Asem. Dream of Lilith. Star of the Evening. My name is forged in iron."

Cain stated his full name and saw the First Hassan shift minutely. Cain couldn't be certain if it was him reacting to the power his name held or the fact his mother wasn't Eve, but he was sure he had gotten across he wasn't this universe's Cain.

"You can even call me 073 if that helps separate me from him." Cain would add, he had gotten used to the title while at the Foundation.

"How does that change your crime?" The First Hassan asked in a cold emotional voice. Cain facepalmed. "You do realize I was punished like your Cain was, right?" Cain would slide his hand off of his face. "And I've tried my best to harm no one else since."

"You've stayed your hand of murder ever since?" Cain couldn't miss the tone of curiosity in the First Hassan's voice. "Yes," Cain replied. However, he had been responsible for deaths. Not everyone was willing to be talked down, some wanted blood. But his curse ensured only their blood would spill, his punishment would not be ended early. And his curse of memory made sure he'd never forget their corpses.

The Hassan stepped closer to Cain. "How can you deny what defined you?"

Cain would stare up at the towering man. "Your Cain was a farmer, and I was the Gardener of Eden. I am heir to Adam El Asem, First King of Men, Maker of the First City. King of all That Is. We were both more than just murders" "Dead dreams and empty titles," The First Hassan replied. "Why do you care?" Cain would ask annoyed. "There are plenty of murderers and villains in this place. Or have you done this with all of them?"

The First Hassan stepped closer, mere inches between them. Cain didn't back away, but had to stretch his neck to keep his eyes locked on the Hassan's. "Your crime is all you have left. You are no longer a gardener or farmer. No throne awaits you. Only our sins remain." The Hassan bent forward to look fully down on Cain, "and I know our worlds are different. Different Cains, different sins."

Cain was quiet for a moment, then spoke. "What exactly do you want?" Cain couldn't figure out what was this man's problem. There was a stretch of silence between them, then the First Hassan spoke.

"How did you kill him?"

Cain frowned. He'd turn away, planning to walk in the opposite direction of the conversation. He'd find himself blocked by the Hassan once more, somehow moving to the other side of Cain. He tried again and was once more blocked. "I stabbed him!" Cain would exclaim in frustration, and try to walk away again. The assassin once more blocked the way, though he was a few steps away now. "With what?"

"A sword."

Cain didn't bother trying to walk away this time. "You already had implements of murder already?" The First Hassan asked.

"Yes, we had weapons. Not all the creatures back then were friendly." "So murder already existed" "Yes, but I still get called the first murderer." "But you are the first betrayer."

Cain paused at this. That was an odd accusation. "And?" The First Hassan stepped closer, adjusting his grip on his sword as he did. "You cannot be trusted." He'd state plainly.

"Because I killed my brother?" "Because you betrayed your brother." "What's the difference?"

"The sin that defines you." Cain was getting angry now. "Why? How?" "Cause it is all you have left," the Hassan would repeat. "Why do you think that?" Cain would ask.

"Because it defines me." Cain would look puzzled at The First Hassan. Then he remember what he had said earlier. 'our sins.' "You're me." Cain would state before rolling his eyes and head. "And that somehow makes you an expect on me, despite our histories being different."

"Yes."

Cain would shake his head, not even bothering to look at the assassin. "I swore off violence, but you decided more violence was the right lesson to take away from bashing your brother's head in. Can you not see the difference there."

"Our differences are our sins. I murder, you betray." "You lured your brother into a field to kill him, sounds like a betrayal of trust." "Betrayal already existed in the world." "And how do you know it wasn't already in mine?" "I don't, but there were only two sins to take away from our crime. If you did not take murder, then it was betrayal."

"Why? Why would I take anything like that? I was given perfect memory to never forget what I did, unlike you who thinks it is blessing to murder his brother." The First Hassan tightened the grip on his sword. "I recall all the love and respect I had for him. Which has clearly dimmed for you into nothing. I can perfectly recall the look of betrayal on his face, I doubt you can recall the mangled mess of his face."

"Then shouldn't you remember perfectly why it was worth betraying him?" the assassin would say, his voice dripping with venom.

The First Hassan stepped closer. Cain stared him down. "We don't even have the same mother. Mine was Lilith, yours was just a sex toy made out of a rib-" Cain was interrupted as the assassin's sword clattered against the wall, the First Hassan's arms going limp. Cain could hear the assassin cough up blood in his helmet, and see it begin to leak out of his chest plate. His arms and chest had been cut clean through, his body held together by his armour now. "Huh, guess we are somewhat alike. Mother is a sore subject for me too. Helps I've had centuries of people bad mouthing her to control my temper." The Hassan fell to his knees. "It was a fine cut, I didn't see or feel it. Very impressive." The assassin final fell at Cain's feet. His body beginning to dissipate into ethereal energy. Cain looked around to check for cameras, he couldn't see any but he figured he should check the security room anyways and scrub this incident. He had planned to stop there later to get a better mental layout of the facility. Chaldea should really upgrade to handprint scanners, he thought. It was far too simple for him to mentally replay everyone's hand movements whenever they punched in a code.