#let's see if I can get to 100K in half the time

[toonstarterz]

blahblahblah obvious 50K verbalase joke blahblahblah

Thanks for helping me reach a new milestone!

[lenreli]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗 (i don't know if you do these sorts of chain-letter things, or if you'd prefer not to, but for my part i do like to know which of their works a given author is especially hype on, so consider this an opportunity to gush!)

I do love the chain things! :D Just. Energy, y'know.

Can I rec all the writing?

A Superbat fic first: and it's a violent vertigo. Very explicit, and manages to hit all 4 of the BDSM letters. Quite proud of it honestly. :D

The Problem with Clark Kent - Explicit. Featuring Warworld Supes.... yeah. Also with some Dan Mora Bruce thrown in there. And aside from the insane thirst of Warworld Supes, also some fun roommate shenanigens!

And for Dreamling: (explicit)

god is dead and disappointed - demon!Hob/priest!Dream. This was very fun. I wrote half of it like I was possesed, so that was an experience. At least demon Hob pays rent in my head now. And waiting for people to get up to a certain scene is fun.

I wanna feel myself denied - I just really love.... messing with power dynamics. Even in the one dynamic there can be a thousand variations of it, and so. I am here. Writing the nth one, with more in my brain still. Anyway, this particular fic includes a scene in Dream's life that lives rent-free in his head. He wants more of it.

Going off that last one - my many dreamling drabbles! Altogether it's up to 100k+, which I did consistently for months. A very fun time, since I love thinking up new things, or riff off things talked about in servers or whatnot! I can see how my writing changes through the months of the drabbles, which is another point of fascination! How the words get easier or more fluid, and whatnot.

endless pawns playing a fixed game - Reacher inspired AU! Mainly because bodyguard Hob whose very good at killing. I'm writing a one-shot after it still because I love them and their complete lack of morals. And Hob's pointy shoes. And daggers.

Anyways. Yes. :D

[mewmeomei]

streamer!twst : heartslabyul (platonic ver.) edition !!

romantic ver here!

heartslabyul , savanaclaw , octavinelle , scarabia , pomefiore , ignihyde , diasomnia + bonus

a/n : hellor mei here and i hope u enjoy this.. i (probably) had fun writing this soo!! please have fun reading it too (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠) also i got a bit lazy after caters part sorrg ☹️

desc: what if they stream?? and what if you're their friend??

characters: riddle rosehearts, trey clover, cater diamond, ace trappola, deuce spade

(gn! reader)

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riddle rosehearts !

he's definitely an educational streamer

and he got a set up that looks like a classroom

a big ass whiteboard, a desk and a lot of tools

he teaches math & history from middle school to highschool

people calls his streams "cute tutor bf roleplay" 💀

(^hes unaware btw)

he has all the stuff prepared before streaming, like the whole stream schedule is so organized it's kinda scary 😭

at the end of each stream, he asks the viewers is there any questions, his face gets super close to the camera to see the chat better

like this v

stands there in silence as well 💀

the first time he did this he went viral on the internet for like a week

the people who watches his streams are either 1. actual people who wants to learn/study their maths and history 2. they just think hes cute (90% of them are in this category) or 3. his friends

he occasionally has special guests on, usually trey or chenya

he actually never planned to have special guests on his streams like ever but they crash his streams quite.. often

like

"alright, now at page 78-" "hey riddle (at the window)" "AHHHHHHHHHGGHHHHHHHH"

it makes the stream more entertaining

trey and chenya acts like his students and interrupts his lesson every 10 minutes asking questions

the viewers can see riddle getting redder each question

once he got so red he got compared to bob the tomato from veggie tales

has never fully lashed out on live cuz.. embarrassing

off stream tho

chenya and trey goes temporary deaf right after

he also sometimes show off some harmless spells on live and everyone loves it (this totally happens)

with (name) !

(name) is his stream mod

he doesn't have too many viewers so it's easier to manage

and plus (name) is probably his sanest friend with a lot of free time

so he asked them to be his mod

tgt at day 1 ‼️‼️‼️

they watched his channel grow, from 1 to 100k followers in a year

yeah it was impressive

they felt like a proud parent fr

(name) jst interacts with the chat and helps him fix up a few things most streams

some questionable donations and messages pop up from his viewers from time to time and (name), who was scared of riddle going 🍅🍅🍅🍅💥💥💥💥💥💥, IMMEDIATELY blocks them

like you see it for like a second, blinks, then that message is gone

it felt like it was just an illusion

once (name) fell asleep during a stream and a very, VERY questionable donation came and riddle saw it

"xxx donated 10$!: haha how big are you"

riddle started scolding the viewer and it got heated

riddle gets louder each sentence he says, the viewer responds quicker each time

eventually (name) woke up from a half-yelling riddle and realizes what was going on

they had to block the viewer, call riddle during the livestream and attempt to calm him down

ppl forgot what happened immediately and the chat is full of "omg mod voice reveal!!??1!2!???!!!!"

riddle calmed down after a minute, he then apologized to his viewers

off stream, (name) called him again and apologized for falling asleep and not blocking them immediately, they of course got an earful from riddle but he forgave them anyways

"it's alright, just dont let it happen next time. how about we go to trey's to get some pastries? take it as an apology from me."

trey clover !

i think we can all agree he does cooking/baking streams LMAO

he def bakes/cooks while chatting with the viewers

he has a hand cam + face cam

he explains what he's doing at the moment, because he knows some people bake/cook with him

^he also provides the recipe a day before the stream starts

his followers are probably mostly older women and thirsty teens

sometimes he invites cater, chenya or riddle on his channel as guests

he rarely interacts with the chat if they ever collab since, he fears that the three will burn his kitchen down 💀

ESPECIALLY riddle

they probably had a bag of flour explode on them before

trey asked riddle to open the flour (big ass mistake i say.. 😥)

the bag was weirdly tight, riddle couldn't open it with his weak arms

he got frustrated, then he pulled it with all his might-

POOF!

the bag exploded 💀

trey and riddle are now covered in flour

they just stared at eachother as riddle very awkwardly sets the bag on the kitchen island

the chat kept laughing at them as they stare at the flour

so they decided to just pour the remaining flour in the batter

at the end of the stream, while trey is showing off the pastry they made, all the viewers could focus on is the very..

floury background (wow im such an english genius)

they had a blast cleaning the kitchen after 😍🫶

he also sometimes plays games with cater

its usually when a new horror game comes out and its trending

he usually doesn't jump at the jumpscares but one time he got scared so bad he screamed bloody murder

it got clipped and it just became a meme

cater kept bringing it up whenever they talk to torture trey

(hes super embarrassed lmfaoooo)

with (name)!

(name) is another frequent guest on his streams

they're friends with trey before he started streaming

trey could still interact with chat often if the special guest that day is (name) since they at least wont destroy his kitchen 💀

chat LOVES them

chat thinks they're sweet

sometimes a little QnA happens and (name) just leans on the island as they answer each and every question

cue trey doing all the work in the back LMAO

during a stream where trey's baking a cake for his own birthday, (name) and the other three (cater, chenya and riddle) snuck in his house with a plate of cream in their hands

just as trey was waiting for the cake to bake, they all barged in and threw it on him

BUT because (name) charged towards him first, and the other three decided to throw it, they also got slapped with the cream

it also got on trey's cameras 😭

chat actually got jumpscared when they barged in wwwww

they all end up laughing anyways

"geez, it also got on my camera! haha, why don't you clean my kitchen for me later, (name)?"

cater diamond !

he probably does almost every kinds of streams

makeup, gaming, just chats, karaoke etc.

he usually does just chats

he responds to almost like, everything chat says to him 💀

he probably tried doing an asmr stream before

fails the first few seconds and then just decided its gonna be a mukbang stream instead 😒

his stream titles probably all starts with "cay-cays blablabla"

he often has guests on his channel

like everytime it's a new person

they always look like they're being held hostage

sry just felt the need to draw that 🥺🙈

he gets sponsors often

probably has like 1m followers

he streams often and is actually entertaining

on his gaming streams he plays at least 2 games

so it's like 4 hours long if he decides to do a gaming stream that day 💀

he probably plays roblox horror games often 💀

and those shit itch.io/steam indie horror games

after getting jumpscared by those games he SCREAMS with an echo and then bursts out laughing

why do i feel like he will accidentally say something problematic and offensive on stream then immediately end the stream

and runs on magicam and types out a long ass apology the second he ends the stream

he's suddenly sonic the hedgehog 😰

on halloween he probably does a makeup stream before starting a gaming stream

just so he can play horror games in his halloween costume at like 3am

speaking of 3am

i think he may or may not did THOSE types of 3am videos 💀

not stream related but 😭

cay-cay tries the AMONG US potion at 3AM and turns into THE IMPOSTER‼️‼️😱 (REAL)

with (name)!

a friend of his that appears on his stream pretty often

either in person or online

if they are his special guest that day they'll either play roblox/multiplayer games or do some indoor activities

in horror games cater always forces them to walk in front of him

but somehow he always gets jumpscared/killed first 💀

they will go in a laughing session for 3 minutes 💀

in person streams with (name) is even more chaotic

once cater was doing a pranky pranky on (name) 🤪

he finally got permission from them to do their make up

he lied to them saying that he's gonna do vkei make up on them

oh yeah and chat doesn't know he's pranking them AND (name)

everything seemed to be going fine until he pulled out the green makeup palette

"..uh cater i dont think the vkei make up you're doing for me needs green?" "oh yeah that picture is just for reference~ im adding some stuff ! 🥰🥰"

then he painted their entire face green

the chat saw what (name) looks like and is going WILD

cater gave them the mirror trying so hard to not laugh that he's basically vibrating

"cater i dont look like mana sama" "y-you do look like mana sama.." "i look like shrek cater"

he started to cry laughing as he tries to take a photo

(name) just looks at him in disbelief while getting closer to the camera

they started whispering things that will get his account banned

and he did get banned for a month🥰

and it got harder to try and get (name) to do in person streams w him

"im sorryyy (name)!!! i promise i won't pull a shrek prank on you again~ please come back on my channel? chat misses you!!"

ace trappola !

gaming streamer.

he streams fortnite and valorant.

he also plays often with deuce

he totally has a smp server w deuce

i know almost nothing about valorant and fortnite so i cant say anything about who he mains 😞

he probably curses the fuck out of his teammates and gets banned like every month cuz of his super offensive words 💀

he's that type of streamer who's extremely problematic but you still want to watch him bc he's also super entertaining 😒

his smp streams are the most popular

he argues with deuce often because he kept taking deuces diamonds

"I FINALLY FOUND ONE WHY DID YOU TAKE IT" "geez i just need it for my sword and i only took some" "ITS THE FIFTH TIME THIS MONTH ACE GIVNEITBEBEJFIFRI"

he surprisingly has a lot of followers

ugh

half of the reason why he's popular because of clips of him raging bc he lost to children on roblox "longest answers wins"

everytime he loses he opens voice chat and starts yelling at the children

some kids talk back to him so it's just..

stupid 🧍

its either he got so mad and left the game or he curses the kid out of the game

he once rage quitted so HARD he slammed his keyboard that it broke and even slightly cracked his monitor 💀

i feel like he'd get so mad if he loses to a girl in a game of valorant

no...NO...NO!!!!!!!! i-i lost to a FEMALE 🤢🤢!!! DISGUSTING!!!! -ace trappola

probably got edited into a sad edit audio before

he reacted to almost every video under the audio, made fun of them, then got sick of his own voice 🧍

everytime he plays a horror game he goes "oh i wont scream only pussies screams im a man"

first minor jumpscare he hit a high note

he kept trying to convince chat he did not get scared and became ariana grande for a split second

he just gives up trying to convince everyone he didnt scream after the tenth jumpscare

with (name)!

they met through deuce

became pretty good friends after playing a few games together

ended up joining his and deuces smp server

and started to show up on his stream sometimes

everytime the three of them plays together they had to babysit adeuce

because of that chat just started calling ace "baby ace"

he doesn't appreciate that

so he stopped arguing with deuce too often and (name) is finally relieved

once he decided to do a crafting stream cuz (name)s visiting in person

they were making 5 minutes crafts products.

everything was tested on ace

chat has took multiple screenshots of him wearing those stupid stuff

(name) has changed their every social media profile into a screenshot of ace wearing a stupid 5 minutes crafts product

he's starting to find it kinda funny now

"hey, (name). change your profile picture... it's getting so ridiculous im starting to find myself funny."

deuce spade !

he does bike streams!

he puts a monitor on his helmet everytime he goes out on a ride on his blastcycle and streams them

occasionally has someone behind him and it's either ace or epel

with epel the stream is very nice since their conversation is really wholesome

and if it's with ace..

well uh

ace would scream, deuce would scream back

and it becomes a bass booted stream of two guys screaming at each other

also when deuce turns back while arguing with ace all the chat can see is

new ace_trappola meme

as stated in ace's part he also does gaming streams

the smp streams with ace and sometimes aiming games

he goes on cater's stream sometimes

probably got dressed up as a magical girl once in cater's stream

just that alone got him LOTS of followers

his chat are so nice too

they love him, he loves them

he really appreciates his chat

actually gets a lot of fan mails 🤧

he has like 26 streams of him unboxing fan mails

probably got emotional once while unboxing and cried

got the whole chat panicking 😭

overall a wholesome biker guy that streams 🥰

with (name)!

appears in most of his chat/game streams

in the smp streams they usually exchange super valuable stuff in private

their houses in minecraft are connected while ace's is isolated

chat finds their friendship absolutely adorable

in one of their streams, where (name) went to his house, they decided to watch those brain riddle videos (specifically the ones from bright side)

it's just a dumb & dumber combo trying to solve the riddles

when they actually got one right (which is the last one) they got so happy and (name) just straight up tackled deuce to the ground

deuce hit his head very hard on the ground and his earphones snapped 💀

he uh

fainted for a bit 💀

(name) thought they committed a murder and BEGGED the chat to not report this to the police..

he woke up after like 10 seconds 💥

they just sat there for a minute staring at the camera with the broken earphones on the table 💀

then they ended the stream, after a day that clip of (name) tackling deuce and deuce fainting went viral 💀

well they basically flew so

"ahh.. every viral clip of me is so embarrassing!.. well, at least it was fun, hehe."

[damagedintellect]

Dazai Osamu x reader

💌 Reading into the palms of isekai bullshit:

Chapter 2  💌  

Summary: You were no stranger to isekai bullshit. It’s not like you had a problem with it. The genre took over the anime scene for years now but you try to stay away from thinking about how you would handle the situation. The last time you thought about inserting yourself into your favorite show you wrote a 100k word xReader fic for your favorite characters and you didn’t want to spend all your time consumed by the brainrot again. Never again, you promised yourself that was the last time you’d let the devil on your shoulder win. You clicked on chapter 1 to start the adventure over again but when you opened your eyes and saw Dazai O-FUCKING-samu getting choked by Kunikida you honestly hoped it was a dream.  

Notes: Another isekai so I can play around with BSD like dolls.  

💌 Word count: 2,111 💌 <= Previous Chapter | Next Chapter =>

The next morning you woke up alone. Not surprising but it did make you laugh a little. You were still here. You were in fact isekai'ed and you technically slept with Dazai. You got dressed keeping an eye on the door just in case. The clothes provided for you consisted of a white button up, pants and boots similar to Atsushi’s but instead of suspenders and a tie you had a lightweight sweater vest to complete your look. You thought it was cute as you looked in the mirror on your way out the door.

You made it in time to watch Atsushi help Dazai out of the oil drum. A quick stride downstairs and you joined them for Atsushi’s little job chat. You didn’t say much on the way through town, it wasn’t about you right now and if Dazai didn't want to talk about last night you weren't going to bring it up either. Dazai spoke primarily about the job he would help get you both. Sometimes he would glance back at you just to make sure you were still listening. He even winked at you when he was talking about how good of a fit the two of you would be. The man had no right to be this attractive. As Dazai finished talking himself up Kunikida stormed in to set the record straight. Atsushi looked at you “I’m starting to have second thoughts about accepting his help. Maybe I should just look for a job on my own.” 

“Eh, Dazai might seem like a moron but I’d trust him on this one. Think about it, you don’t exactly have the greatest credentials to get a job anyhow.” You shrugged, shoving your hands in your pockets. This would be interesting since there's not much you would be able to do. You guess you'd have to shoehorn yourself into the plot as much as possible.

“We have an emergency. A man has taken a hostage and threatened to blow up our office.”

Atsushi tried to protest but Dazai and Kunikida were not having it. You followed along without complaint of course as was your plan from the beginning. If you’re being honest you forgot half of what Junichiro’s speech was about until you heard it right now. Like who was he talking to if not you guys hiding behind the decorative shrubbery. The office workers and hostage had been there for a while. Why wait till right now to say those things. Atsushi was still trying to whimper his way out of helping and Dazai was trying to coax him otherwise. You only nodded along.

“Then there’s only one option.” Dazai said taking a stance with Kunikida following suit. The game of rock, paper, scissors was short and the face Atsushi was making was priceless. Kunikida stood up and approached the “mad bomber” as calmly as he could. “Hey, easy does it kid.”

“Stay away, I only want to see the president! Don’t you try anything funny or I’ll blow this place to bits.”

Kunikida put his hands up slowly and backed away “Okay.”

“I know who you are. You’re Kunikida. You want me to lower my guard so that you can use that annoying ability of yours to stop me. Well that sure ain't happening. Lay on that desk on your hands and knees, and keep both feet above your head- ” as he continued on, you shook with laughter, suppressing the sound at the strange but clearly not well thought order. You saw Dazai side eye you and you whispered “Sorry I know this is bad but the request he was making, how would Kunikida, just never mind. This means you can’t go out there either, Dazai.”

“It would only make him more angry. Oh my whatever shall we do now?”

You both looked at Atsushi “Absolutely not.”

“I haven’t even said anything yet.”

“I already know what you’re gonna ask.” 

You sighed “Atsushi we are the only option.” Dazai nodded “You’re not a formal member and the bomber doesn’t know either of you at all.”

Before Dazai could move you were already rummaging through the boxes to grab newspapers. “Listen, you just need to distract him long enough for me to back you up. We got this alright?” you looked at Dazai for confirmation.

You took the words out of Dazai’s mouth but he just shrugged continuing the thought. “Yeah. How bout you put on an act. Make it depressing like you think you’re a real worthless human being. I know you can do it right?”

You handed Atsushi the newspapers but he still looked worried. Dazai dropped the smile whispering “Trust me, scuffles on this scale are child's play compared to what we normally deal with. You can handle this Atsushi.” He was quaking in his boots as he started his speech. Dazai looked at you and raised an eyebrow. You gave a pointed look at Junichiro “Since Atsushi looks around the same age as the guy it’s better for him to be the one to reason with him. Worst case scenario I’ll just run and throw myself on the bomb. I already don’t have many memories anyways” you don’t look at Dazai’s face you half expected him to make a double suicide offer but you guess you know too much for him to play that card. Atsushi got right in Junichiro’s face making the perfect opening for Kunikida. While everyone was distracted with relief you started to untie Naomi, ushering her to the other side of the room. By the time Dazai started messing with Kunikida you had already walked behind the desk ready to move the bomb to the far corner.

“Now you’ll pay. I swear anyone with supernatural powers is not totally right in the head.” Tanizaki declared pressing the detonator.

Once the bomb started ticking you were already holding it walking towards the corner of the room. You turned curling around the bomb “Thanks for last night, it was great we should do it again sometime!” You smiled at Atsushi as he grabbed the bomb from your arms and pushed you away. Dazai caught you as you stumbled back. The bomb didn’t go off of course and you all stood around Atsushi. Dazai helped you to your feet asking if you were okay and you nodded, fixing your disheveled clothes. It was mostly that your vest got skewed when you got pulled away from the fake bomb.

“Geez you know I figured the kid was stupid but I didn’t expect them both to be suicidal.” Kunikida groaned while Dazai chimed “It seems I’m rubbing off on them. Wouldn’t you agree, Tanizaki?” The redhead peered around Kunikida’s side hesitantly “Sorry, are you okay?”

"Heee?"

You laughed at Atsushi’s confusion as it shifts to clear irritation. “I’m guessing that was the entrance exam?” you turned towards Dazai for confirmation as the president walked in.

“You’re exactly right.” Fukuzawa then explained the rest of the sentiment with Dazai’s plan to get you both into the agency. You leaned on the desk behind you waiting for Atsushi to come to terms with his decision. He was arguing with how violent the job is for him but you pointed out “Way too violent? I don’t think you can say that when you pried me off a bomb to protect everyone.”

He still needed more convincing but you stopped paying attention. Sitting in the closest chair you relaxed into the piece of furniture. Wasn’t your best but wasn’t your worst. Eventually you all went to the cafe downstairs. You got a hot chocolate not really being a fan of coffee and not feeling like tea. You were already tired but it was still only afternoon. You guys still had the whole day ahead of you. 

Junichiro was apologizing to you both but you told him not to sweat it. You made the claim that at some point you realized that he and Naomi were siblings. Naomi didn't even need to be prompted to start molesting her brother. As the siblings did their thing Kunikida came up to talk with you both about upholding the agency’s good name. Meanwhile Dazai was doing the exact opposite by flirting with the hostess. That’s when Atsushi asked what they did before working at the agency.

“Take a guess. It’s a game we play a lot here actually. Newcomer tries to guess his colleagues' former occupations. Think of it as part of training to be a private investigator.”

Atsushi looked at you before you added “I have an unfair advantage so I'll help if you get stumped.” You folded your hands behind your head giving him the lead. He hummed “I want to say Junichiro and Naomi were students?” 

“Whoa you got it. Nice one.”

“How did you figure that one out?”

The siblings looked surprised but they really shouldn’t be. It was so obvious given their age and the fact that one of them was literally in a uniform. Why else would they only be part timers “Not half bad Atsushi. What about Mr. Kunikida?” The aforementioned blonde spat out his coffee. “Nobody cares about what I used to be alright!”

Atsushi tried to focus again “Hmm, an official? Did he have a government job?”

“Almost.” Dazai gave you a nod to fill him in. “Mr. Kunikida used to be a math teacher, if you'd believe it.” 

“I could totally picture that actually.” Atsushi responded flatly. Kunikida was grumbling “It was another life. I don’t even want to think about it.”

“What about me then?” Dazai perked up in his chair.

“What did you do?”

“Yup my job.” Dazai smiled knowing he would have no way of guessing. Atsushi went on a rampage trying to guess it. You just sipped your coco waiting. Debating if it was a good idea to frazzle the brunette by letting him know but you wanted to see his face. Kunikida huffed, betting he didn't actually have an occupation before this.

“Not true, I would never lie about something like this. You've given up right?”

Junichiro’s phone went off, drawing everyone’s attention to the call. It was work, Higuchi to be exact. Dazai tried to wrap it up "Let’s save the guessing game-"

"But (Y/N) didn't get to guess." You laughed as Atsushi interjected immediately on your behalf. "I think I'll pass, it's no fun since I know what the answer is."

“Wait just like that! I thought you said you'd help me.” Atsushi frowned at you as everyone made their way up the stairs. "Yeah I said I'd help but I'm not going to hand you the answer. I'll give you a hint though, you don’t even know this occupation exists." You give him a soft smile sending a cheeky wink to Dazai. You could tell the brunette was a little tense unsure if you'd actually spill the beans. Trusting people was certainly a new endeavor for him. You gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder as you passed him.

You didn't want to be gunned down by Higuchi or worse killed by Akutagawa so when Kunikida suggested you tag along you argued that if too many people went it'd draw unwanted attention. Besides that your "ability" would be useless so you might as well stick to your strengths and that was picking up the slack of a certain waste of bandages. While Dazai listened to the wire he placed on Higuchi, you filed a bunch of papers he'd been neglecting. Kunikida was impressed with how fast you picked up his system. It surprised you too but it was either office work or being gunned down. It wasn’t a difficult choice.

Taking a break you passed by Dazai humming his suicide song as Kunikida tried to take his headphones. You placed a hand on his shoulder "I'll handle this, don't worry about him." As the blonde turned to go back to his work Dazai looked up at you raising an eyebrow. "You should probably get going. Higuchi’s going to call Akutagawa any minute now and I doubt you want to carry three bodies back on your own." You crossed your arms casually leaning on the privacy divider.

"I didn't know your palm reading could see the future, what gave me away?"

You hummed stretching "I thought you flashed her palm to me on purpose? I also watched you slip something in her pocket but if that was unintentional it was sheer dumb luck." You shrugged your shoulders waiting for him to get up.

"Are you offering to give me a hand then?"

"I might be but only because I'm tired of filing your reports."

[dextixer]

Finally! My friend, i thought you will never reach me! Right, i will start with RWBY first if you do not mind.

1 - I first suggest researching what fascism is. Because under no definition is Ironwood a fascist, especially not in V7. RWBY fans have such a shit understanding of politics that i am half convinced most of you arent even of voting age and get your political takes from twitter only.

2 - Most RWDE/critics etc defend Ironwood actions in V7 and raising Atlas from Salems reach. Let me remind you that Ironwood was evacuating Mantle to Atlas and only stopped because Salem was coming. And Salem reaching Atlas means everyone dies. Now, maybe you are of the opinion that everyone should die and call it “equality”, but i am of the opinion that saving some people is better than saving none.

3. People do not consume media in a vacuum, but neither does their media consumption say what kind of person they are. Nor the characters they like.

Now onto the Anime bit.

Okay, dont tell anyone this secret but... I also pirate Anime and do not buy Anime merch. Because i know how shit the working conditions in Japan are, and i know that me paying money for the work of the artists aint gonna actually go to them. So... Thats not a gotcha...

I am an equal opportunity pirate in this regard.

On the topic of Ukraine. Sorry people, i know its a RWBY post but some politics will get into this now.

I am of the personal belief that nations should not be invaded and their people subjugated and exterminated. I live in Lithuania, a country that was militarily occupied by USSR and had 100k+ of our citizens, including women and children banished to Siberia, to die. Considering the crimes unveiled at Bucha and Russian Federation unabashed genocidal rhetoric, i do not want Ukraine to experience the same, or even worse fate.

Especially since i work with many Ukrainian refugees and i can literally see my country change in real time. Its sad that it is due to a war. But its heartening to see the unity that many people display.

Is Ukraine a perfect victim that has no problems? No. It still should not be invaded and its people should not be killed for the imperialist ambitions of yet another Russian fucking bastard.

As far as Nazis in my server? Who? Care to give me a nickname so i could investigate them and remove them? Because i am not aware of any nazis in my server.

@bogeymanbackup

[limnsaber]

Mandalorian Gen Fic Rec List - Volume I: Din and Clan of Two

Hey all! This has been a long time coming. I'm a pretty voracious reader, especially for fanfic, and it's my great honor to share with you some of my favorites. I confess I have many I'd like to share, and I expect that this will be a series! For shorthand, 🔐 means a restricted work and 💜 means an personal favorite, but they are all honestly must reads. Please let me know if you like&read them, and please give love to the authors who we owe so much to!! -Yours, Lim <3

Din

Five Foundlings that the Mandalorian Didn’t Keep and One That He Did by @thrvrnd (Din Djarin, Gen, 5k)

“Have you found others, or was he the first?” “I’ve found a few.” “But none like him?” “There are none like him.”

The Drums of Mandalore by @coffeequill (Din Djarin, Gen, 5k)

Din looks at him, then over as more dancers begin to step into the center, some stretching out. His eyes are big. He looks into the fire. “Can I learn to dance, too?” he asks, his voice so quiet that it’s almost drowned out. --- From the day he's found, traditional Mandalorian dances become the center of Din's life. Until they're not.

Meaning by kakashikrazy256 (Din Djarin, Gen, 3k)

"You want to paint your armor. Right now." "I'm starting to think you are wearing a hole in my ship floor on purpose. Sit. Down." An interlude between Chapter 14 and 15

Lullabies (Those Same Old Lies) by @NavigatorWrongway (Din Djarin, Gen, 3k)

He was waiting for his Guild contact when the news came through.

The Past Rolls Back by @NavigatorWrongway (Din Djarin, Gen, 3k)

It's already red. Blood won't show at all.

The Apprentice by karples (Din Djarin, The Armorer, Gen, 2.5k)

We change, but are not lost. We simply become something else.

bloodsplatter by deniigiq (Din Djarin, The Armorer, Gen, 4k)

He looked so...weird. Without the armor, he didn’t recognize himself. He turned to the side to see how the long tunic moved around his knees and was agitated to find it stiff and awkward. It wasn’t supposed to be stiff and awkward. It was supposed to drape and flail out with each step. He pursed his lips and turned further, then gave a half-pivot. The tunic moved like a staggering drunk. It would not do. (Din makes himself a set of clothes from his childhood.)

💜 Bullshit by @midgetnazgul (Din Djarin, Migs Mayfeld, Gen, 4k)

Migs receives a visit from a man -- and a face -- he never thought he'd see again.

Unglued, Thanks to You by Angryplan3ttraveller (Paz Vizsla, Din Djarin, Gen, 25k)

Paz Vizsla cannot stand that Din Djarin got to walk away with both the darksaber and his beskar. He is dar'manda: he should not get these things. So Paz is going to duel Djarin, and he is going to win the darksaber off of him. This time, he won't lose. But first, Paz has to find him, and that task is not so easy. Especially not when Djarin has all sorts of friends all over the galaxy, and a chronic inability to stay in one place for longer than five minutes. Paz has his work cut out finding Djarin, but he'll do it. And he just might learn some things along the way.

Clan of Two

💜 🔐 Problem by keeptheearthbelow (Din & Grogu, Gen, 4k, Sign Language)

When it turns out Grogu is too young for training, he heads to Tatooine for a new life and forms a new set of habits.

Dinui by @communistkenobi (Din & Grogu, Gen, 4k)

Din meets a nosy old woman in the market who won't stop trying to help him.

Ways. by @outpastthemoat (Din & Grogu, Gen, 500w, Force-Sensitive Din Djarin)

Din Djarin sleeps deeply after Corvus. He dreams of impossible things.

your hands are holding me (don’t you get shy on me) by @pointvee (Din & Grogu, Gen, 2k, Force-Sensitive Din Djarin)

Beskar sings. If ill treated, if unrightfully taken, it leaves a mark. It's hard to hear for most, but the job of an armorer is to sooth the beskar, make it fit for battle once more. Din has always been able to hear it. (Or Din with psychometry, and an affinity for beskar)

Dream Child by @muchadoloo (Din & Grogu, Gen, 100k, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Platonic/Familial Soulmates, Mandalorian Adoption Culture)

It is an old Mandalorian proverb that a child is born in one's dreams. For over twenty years, Din has dreamed of fire and smoke, bloodshed, and bloodcurdling screams. They say it’s a bad omen. They say he's fated to be childless. They say he has no dream child. What he does have, however, is a persistent green creature who sneaks into his ship, eats all his food, and refuses to leave him alone. (In which, all Mandalorians receive recurring dreams of their intended foundlings and Din just so happens to be the exception to that rule).

🔐 So You Can Imagine the Kind of Stress That I am Under by nik_knows_nothing (Din & Grogu, Gen, 5k)

Taking care of foundlings is part of the Mandalorian code. That doesn't mean it comes naturally. (Or, the Mandalorian struggles with the care and keeping of a baby alien that is older than he is and is also apparently a magical space wizard.)

💜 I have acquired a child. by @din-dadrin (Din & Grogu, Gen, 5k, Epistolary, Social Media)

How can I ensure its welfare without having it become attached to me? Thank you. 🗨 17 comments    ➦ Share    🠷 Save    🛇 Hide    ⚑ Report (The r/Parenting AU some people wondered about but technically did not ask for.)

The Parent by DistantStorm (Din & Grogu, Gen, 21k)

He says he is not the child’s anything. He is a man, righting a wrong. Nothing more. (He is wrong.)

not alone (not anymore) by @dotnscal (Din & Grogu, Gen, 1k, POV Grogu)

The Mandalorian is lonely. Grogu tries to comfort him.

[amethystina]

If you had to put Yohan and Gaon in a parallel universe, what would it be? Bcs I've been thinking about how would they be in a zombie apocalypse scenario (it's definitely very angst)

I can think of several and my brain tends to let the ideas percolate at the back of my mind whether I want them to or not x'D So, at random, it'll present me with fully formed stories complete with a complex plot and everything that's been slowly pieced together while I wasn't looking.

Admittedly, I haven't thought of a Zombie AU, though, probably because I don't like the doom and gloom of it (she says while having written a 100k Zombie AU for another fandom where one of the main characters is a literal zombie x'D ).

ANYWAY. Here are some ideas that have been living in my brain rent-free for a while:

Soulmate AU:

While everybody believes in soulmates, not everyone is lucky enough to dream of their fated other half. Yo Han does, however. They start during his teenage years, as is customary, and he can't say he's surprised when it's Isaac's familiar face he sees. He's quite relieved, in all honesty, since he'd much rather have a platonic soulmate than a romantic one. It's less messy that way.

Fate proves him wrong the day Isaac dies in that godforsaken fire and Yo Han devotes the rest of his life to avenging his soulmate's death. That seems to be the only way to fill the void inside of him.

But then, just as Yo Han is getting ready to set his ten-year plan in motion, everything gets thrown on its head.

He meets Kim Ga On.

Suddenly, Yo Han isn't sure who he's seeing in his dreams. Is it Isaac or this young, idealistic judge — who Yo Han soon realises has been sent to spy on him? And, even if it is Kim Ga On he's dreaming about, does that truly change anything? Everything has already been set in motion and, soulmate or not, Yo Han wants revenge for what happened to his brother.

And what's to say that Kim Ga On — so brilliant and righteous — would even want Yo Han as his soulmate? His despise for Yo Han is evident so, clearly, fate must have made a mistake this time.

Someone that pure could never love a monster like him.

(Ga On dreams, too, and they're always the same. He never sees his soulmate's face, only roaring flames and a crumbling building. Ga On assumes that means his soulmate is dead. Why else would he find himself trapped inside that burning inferno every time he dreams? Surely he would have seen something else by then if the person was still alive?

Not once does it cross his mind that, maybe, his soulmate just needs to find a reason to start living again...)

___

Black Knight AU:

Joining a group of rebel refugees wasn't so much a choice for Ga On as a necessity. He hates to see the suffering around him, people dying from lack of oxygen and food, their numbers dwindling by the day.

Ga On wants a better future for all of them and he'll fight tooth and nail to get it — even if that means tearing down the old world order and demanding a new one.

Fortunately for the rebels, they have someone on the inside helping them. Ga On has never met this person — known only as the Benefactor — but it's clear that he must be from the core district. Only someone at the very top would have the kind of power and influence that the Benefactor does, providing the rebels with information and supplies through the network of deliverymen and military personnel at his disposal. Ga On doesn't know why someone at the core district would want to bring down the very system that keeps him rich, but Ga On will take whatever help he can get.

And then — as if Ga On doesn't already have enough to deal with — things get complicated the day the rebels intercept what they think is a supply delivery but turns out to be a travel convoy. And the man at its centre is clearly from the core district judging by his pristine suit and flawless appearance. Usually, that would make him a valuable hostage, but there's something different about this man.

Not only does he not seem the least bit afraid to find himself in the midst of a group of armed refugee rebels, but he also fixates on Ga On in a way that's downright unsettling. Ga On doesn't understand why.

Nor does he understand why he keeps feeling an inexplicable and wholly inappropriate pull towards the man. Ga On knows absolutely nothing about him aside from the fact that he's clearly very rich, unnervingly intelligent and, as it soon turns out, incredibly dangerous. How can Ga On be attracted to someone so ruthless and selfish?

The only core district dweller Ga On feels even the slightest bit of respect for is the Benefactor and this Kang Yo Han is the polar opposite. Ga On shouldn't feel drawn to him.

And yet, against better knowledge, he does.

And it feels more like a question of when he'll succumb, rather than if.

(This story has everything! Rebels! Eating of the rich! Delicious identity porn! Explosions! Elijah calling Ga On literal trash that Yo Han dragged in from the gutter!

... it would probably also be pretty long so let's hope I don't succumb to the urge to write it)

___

Historical Vampire AU:

After Ga On's parents die, he fully expects to end up on the streets and starve to death. Fortunately for him, a local scholar takes him on as an apprentice instead, teaching him how to read and write.

He feels incredibly indebted to Scholar Min and so, many years later, when Ga On is asked to accept a position as assistant to a rich but mysterious lord just outside the city, he of course does so. The position is a mere cover, however. In actuality, Ga On will be spying on Kang Yo Han in hopes of finding out if he's secretly supporting the uprising that's brewing in their region.

More than once, Scholar Min tells Ga On that he must be careful — that the mission is incredibly dangerous. But it's not until he actually arrives at Lord Kang's estate that Ga On understands why Scholar Min kept repeating all those dire warnings.

Not only is Kang Yo Han aloof and deeply unsettling — his gaze filled with something that could only be described as hunger whenever he looks at Ga On — but he doesn't seem to eat, rarely sleeps, and never ventures outside during the day. Only once darkness falls does he leave the estate and, sometimes, he doesn't return until just before dawn.

Before long, Ga On begins to wonder if Kang Yo Han isn't just involved in the uprising, but might also be the cause for the dead bodies that have been found strewn around the city the past couple of months.

And, somehow, Ga On has to find proof to support his theory — preferably without becoming a target himself.

(A.k.a. if you thought Ga On's neck kink in Who Holds the Devil was bad? Think again, bitches)

___

Aside from these, there are also the two parallel universe stories I have already started: Gravitational Pull which is basically meant to be a series of one-shots that divert from the original canon by changing one small detail in each installment. And then The Devil's Due which is a Different First Meeting AU where they meet when Ga On is still a teenager and that throws everything out of order (because Yo Han accidentally kickstarts Ga On's gay awakening a lot sooner than usual and, after that, all bets are off)

So yeah. I could probably think of several more but let's stop here for now xD

(And don't ask me why I chose to write these ideas as if they're fanfic summaries because they definitely aren't fanfics yet)

[ofmermaidstories]

Let me preface this by saying I did check your FAQ but I didn't see this there yet I still find it hard to believe no one has asked you this at least a thousand times so if they did and I just missed it I'm sorry and you can delete this ask but—

You write such beautiful, detailed fics with lots of foreshadowing that often starts from the very beginning of the story. I think you made an author note once about only posting the first chapter of a fic after you've written the whole thing (or maybe that was Andie...?). If so, is the time between updates just you going through and rereading / editing like 100k words?

Basically, I want to ask: what is your fic planning process like? From the moment you get a first idea to posting the last chapter, what does I look like? I think you're a really, really amazing (one of the absolute best if not THE best) author but I cannot fathom how one human being can write such mammoths of fanfiction and stay motivated enough to finish them.

Also you're already planning Halloween stuff ?? You plan things literally half a year in advance?? Are you even human? We don't deserve you. 😭

You called yourself lazy in the webcomic post but I think you must work unbelievably hard to make such high quality stuff and without even getting compensation for it. You're amazing and I'm very thankful to exist in the right timeline and fandom to read your work. :,)

(oh my god this became such a ramble I'm sorry)

Oh Ari. 🥺 Hello.

I update as I write! So that was probably Andie, lmao, who’s definitely the better example to follow when it comes to plotting/completing a fic. 🥺 She’s amazing and if I could fashion myself after any other writer in our niche, it would be Andie hands down!

But okay, let’s get into it. 📝

A little disclaimer, before we start; I did not go to school for any of this lmfao. The most relevant education I have behind me is a extra-circular literature class I had during my last two years of high-school. The only reason the following works for me is because I’ve cobbled it together from years of trial and error. You can read advice and watch youtube videos about the writing habits of famous authors, but you have to tailor everything you hear to suit you and the way you work. The best advice in the world from the highest paid author in the world won’t work if you’re not wired in the same way! You have to take everything about yourself and what you like and what you want into account!

Part I—first we take Manhattan

start ur fic lol

First thing’s first; I’m a plotter. I don’t pants. If I pants, I lose interest—I need to have the final vision in front of me, even if it’s just a bullet point. I have to know what I’m working towards. That is crucial to literally everything I do. Every fic you see on AO3, every WIP I’ve mentioned working on or wanting to work on—I have always known two things about them, immediately: the hook that gets us in there, and how they end.

So for fics in particular, the start might look something like—I get an idea (I want Reader and Bakugou to kiss). And then I sit there and I brainstorm to myself (What’s stopping them from kissing? Why does Reader want to kiss someone so rude when there’s so many other nice boys out there? Is Reader particularly kissable?). And then, if I’m lucky, I think of an ending (Reader and Bakugou finally kiss, but he’s the one that initiates it, because he’s always wanted to, because he likes that Reader always wears a yellow coat to work—it’s ugly and it sticks out among the black and tan ones of the crowd but he comes to associate it—and thus Reader—with routine and his mornings going well).

This is often the most fragile time of an idea. That hook (Reader and Bakugou kiss) might fall apart with a bit more prodding (why would they kiss? Reader’s a stranger to him; most of us don’t go around kissing random strangers just because we like their coats). Or maybe the hook sticks (they spend almost years in orbit around each other, a constant near-miss) but the ending doesn’t work (I don’t know how to move Bakugou to a position where he can kiss Reader, where he has the opportunity to). For every idea you see in action, or listed, there’s like three more that died during this stage and are now being cannibalised for spare parts.

Part II—running up that hill (a deal with fic)

work work work

If our idea survives, we then move to the “throw everything at the wall and see what sticks” stage; which manifests itself in this case as a doc, where I’ll just write any and all ideas I have for this little world so far.

For fanfics, it’ll generally look like—

TITLE

SUMMARY: Bakugou and Reader kiss.

(in which Bakugou first notices you because of your ugly yellow coat)

📝 Reader is allergic to diary products; for ages Bakugou thinks of her as That Cheesy Extra, because of the colour of her coat. She laughs when she eventually learns about this. (“I can’t even eat cheese,” you complain)

📝 Reader stops walking past the coffee shop Bakugou gets his coffee at, one day; moves??? Leaves the city to help a friend out for a few months. Despite himself it throws Bakugou off-kilter, and when he sees someone (not Reader) in a yellow coat during a villian attack, he momentarily loses focus—gets injured???? The news of his injury makes the news, Reader sees it in Bumblah nowhere.

📝 Her coat is donated accidentally by a roommate, in a mix up, for a charity she’s volunteering at; when Reader returns to the city, she has to make do with a new one, a more neutral colour. Bakugou recognises her anyway and that’s when he realises it was never about the coat (!!!!)

Like, this is actually a pretty good approximation of what all my current fics have looked like, at that stage, before I tidied them up and refined them into proper outlines. Because that’s what will happen next, once we have a rough idea of what we want! Things get moved, or removed—tightened. A rough plot outline takes shape! If I get any ideas for a sequel or a spin off that I might want to do, I’ll note them here (Reader’s roommate, Roomie, who’s working at a charity—eventually meets Shinsou, who’s working on a case. She thinks he’s homeless; he doesn’t realise. They carry on like this for a while.)

Once I have a rough outline (rough meaning in bulletpoints), I’ll start on my more in-depth outlines—I do these chapter by chapter! I say this a lot, but they’re basically a really rough version of said chapter. So it might look like:

Reader’s walking to work; it’s cold enough that’s she’s wearing her coat. There’s a new coffee-shop opened on the corner—it’s full, popular, you think it might be because it’s at a crossroads between two different Pro Hero agencies. Reader glances at the window, interested, but then a friend calls out and you hurry along. Bakugou, inside the coffee-shop waiting for Half and Half to get his order, is affronted; your coat is ugly as shit, and he complains loudly about it to Shouto, who mentions something about Baku. having no room to complain about ugly colour choices.

The swap between Reader/You happens a lot because I’m not using my brain properly, at this stage—I’m just shovelling the sand I need into the sandbox. Once I finish my shovelling, I go back and I rewrite it—but better, LMAO. I flesh things out, I throw things away as needed, I add things in. It’s basically really, really intensive handholding and I would not recommend it for anyone who’s already daunted by the idea of plotting; I do it because if I don’t have a chaperone there (aka my outline) then I’m prone to getting distracted. I am basically the fanfic equivalent of the undiagnosed ADHD kid at the back of the class that only gets work done when they’re sat right in front of the teacher (and even then, there’s like a 50% chance it’s not actually work that’s happening but doodles of that weird pointy S thing over and over again).

Once it’s done, though, we have a completed chapter! I then post it and wait like a little crab under some rocks for people to be tricked into being nice to me, and then I dig back in and think nice thoughts about repeating this process to get chapter two. Eventually I will—and viola! Another chapter! We repeat that over and over until we get to the end of our original outline and we have a finished story. 😌📖

Part III—you’re on your own kid

motivation

No one ever likes this part, or what I’m about to say, because at best it sounds like saccharine fodder and at worse it’s out of touch with most people’s experiences in fandom, but—the only way to stay motivated when doing a long-haul fic is that you have to do it for yourself.

People are so kind to me, about the fics I’ve done; it’s part luck and part what I choose to write and part how I write it. And I mean—I share them because I want a little bit of attention, lmao, that’s natural because we’re humans, we all want attention. But here’s the thing, here’s the secret—I take these fics 110% deadly seriously. LOL. That sounds like a joke, but I do! I do that because it’s how I’m built and how I keep myself interested in them—because taking them seriously means I’m more invested in realising the ending I’ve imagined for them since day one.

If other people stopped being so nice about what I was writing, I would be sad—anyone would. 🥺 We all want to be told that we’ve done a good job. But I’ve had the ending for the Deku fic, for example, in my head since it’s predecessor was on-going. That is literal years of knowing how I want Izuku and Scribble’s story to end. If everyone disappeared tonight I would sulk, hardcore, and then I would finish that last chapter anyway. I would finish it because I’ve spent so much time and energy working on that story that not finishing it is a disservice to the world I built around those characters and most importantly to myself. I probably wouldn’t stress as much about it, LOL, if the audience shrunk back down to just me, but I’d still do it. 🥺

I write—and try to finish—these fics because I deserve to see them finished. I want the completed tick, on ao3. I want to look at it and know that I can do it—that I can start something as simple as Bakugou hating on some rando’s yellow coat, and bring it to the finish-line where they finally come together, and see each other, without the yellow coat or through a coffee-shop window.

And this is what I mean by like, tailoring things to suit you—because I know others might be perfectly content to imagine the ending for themselves, without writing it. Or maybe they don’t want to treat fic seriously, because it’s fun escapism. Maybe disappointment that it’s not received like they thought it would be sours the whole experience of fandom for someone—there’s no right or wrong to this. I know I can write for an audience of just me because I’ve done it before. The satisfaction has always come back to the same thing—knowing I finished it, and wrapped that world up as best as I could. You have to pick and choose your poison—and then you have to run with it.

I hope that answers at least some of your questions, Ari. 🥺 Thank-you for such a thoughtful ask; for being so sweet. 🥺 You’re amazing, and I’m the thankful one—I’m glad we’re here, together. 🌷🌾✨📖

[lssugaluv]

“No Nut November” Challenge.

Tokyo Revengers x fem reader. 

Bonten x fem reader.

Adult Tokyo Revenger characters. 

18+ ONLY. Minors do not interact. 

Synopsis: It’s the month of November and the Bonten guys decided to make a little game. They decided to bet big money on who will last the longest with ‘no nut November.’  Because of their big egos, they think they can last without any action, that is until they face their biggest weakness, which is you. 

Contains: A bit of humor, suggestive, mentions of ignoring, a bit of curse words, teasing, mentions of m! recieving, mentions of nudity, weaknesses, mentions of sex, mentions of neglection, thoughts of cheating, mentions of reader touch!ng herself, shower sex, jealousy, p!nning, mentions of degradation.

Characters: Ran, Mikey, Rindou, Kakucho, Koko, & Sanzu.

Mikey:

When the challenge was presented, he felt a bit of amusement. Mikey was a man of not losing and I mean, he is known as Mikey “the Invincible” for a reason. He knew he will win because luckily for him, you don’t live with him. He sees you basically when you two have time from your busy schedules.

A week has passed from the challenge being presented, which was 100k on the table. He felt he was doing great until he heard a knock on his door. It was his baby girl, his queen, drenched from the cold rain. You were wearing a white button up, paired with slacks. Because you were drenched in water, and the weather was completly freezing, the first thing his eyes went straight too were your precious tits. 

He completly lost it seeing how hard your nips were, especially wearing a see-through button up. He let you in, helped you dry up, and quickly carried you in his bed. He couldn’t last any longer, especially on how hot you looked to him. 

Mikey = 0 , Bonten = 1. 

Rindou:

Rindou found the challenge to be quite simple. He thought that he can do it really. I mean, he doesn’t really need the money, but an extra cash won’t hurt. He also loves to prove his big brother wrong. As soon as the challenge was presented, his brother right away pushed his buttons. 

“Oh, we know who’s not even going to last one whole week without any pussy.” 

He did his best to make sure he can go as much as 2 weeks. One week has passed by, which he was doing great. It wasn’t until week 1 and 4 days, that he caved. You can go without sex for a while, but there are times where you crave it. And you know that your sex life with your boyfriend is amazing. 

It was this specific night where you craved his touch. You were waiting for Rindou to get out of the shower so you can both call it a night. It wasn’t until he came out of the shower, walked into your shared bedroom with nothing but a towel hanging loosely around his waist. He looked so sexy to you. 

You right away went to hug him and give him a sweet peck on the cheek. He already knew where this was going and tried his best to speak up and push you away, but he couldn’t. He could never ever resist his sweetheart, especially when she wants him. He grabbed you by the waist, holding you tightly. 

You end up walking him towards the bed, where he sat on the edge as you quickly removed the damped towel and began giving him head. 

Rindou = 0, Bonten 2. 

Kakucho:

When the challenge began, Kakucho felt confident on winning. Not because he knew he can last, but because you were out of the country for three weeks visiting your family. If you were there, he knew he would have lost that same day. Becuase you both have a crazy sex drive. 

People see Kakucho as calm and collective, as well as respectful. He very much is, but when it comes to his girl, he loses all respect and peacefulness. You guys usually have sex 3 times a day. It is almost like a routine you two will never get tired of. 

Kakucho kept it to himself that you were out of town, but little by little felt bad because he felt like he was cheating. It wasn’t until the second week of the challenge where he lost. You suprised him coming back home early because you missed your other half. 

He came home from a long day of work, sighing and missing you. It wasn’t until he walks into your shared bedroom where he was in shock. He turns on the lights, seeing you in bed only in a white lacy thong. Hair was done, light make-up was on, and oh my, did he almost drop to his knees seeing you like this. 

“Welcome back home Kaku.”

The man quickly dims the lights, undresses completely and starts exploring your body like if it were the first time. He instantly forgot about the challenge that night and fucked you like if it were the last time.

Kakucho = 0, Bonten 3. 

Koko:

Koko is a man about money. Money is has always been his everything, but now that he has been dating you, money and you are both of his weaknesses. When the challenge was presented, he knew he had to win. He knew he can do it and made it a serious challenge. 

One week passed where you began to feel him cold towards you. Sure, he will take you out to your weekly shopping sprees, take you out to dinner, spend time with you how you always do , but something felt off. 

The second week passed where you felt the same way. When you two will go to bed, he wouldn’t even cuddle with you. You always sleep in the lingerie he chooses for you, and you found it odd that he wouldn’t even compliment you like he usually does. You began to slowly become afraid, thinking he was losing interest in you or if he now finds you boring. You even began to overthink, thinking that he may have began cheating on you. Little did you know that the man was dying of his dirty thoughts. He wanted to tear you apart and have you but because of the money on the table, he decided to suffer. 

By the third week, that was when you lost it. He came home exhausted from work while you were waiting patiently for him on your expensive couch. You began to question him on why he was coming home late, and why he has been giving you the cold shoulder. He starts to call you “delusional” and that is when you break down from frusteration and tell him your true feelings. You felt unwanted, ugly, and felt unloved. Seeing his babygirl break down like this killed Koko. He hated himself for taking on this stupid challenge and hurting you. 

He instead cupped your cheek with one hand, and wiped your tears with the other. He then reminds you of how beautiful you are and how much you mean to him. He begins to kiss you to where the kiss suddenly turns into a hot passionate one. That is when you two end up on the couch completely naked, to where he has his face burried in between your legs. He missed you so much, it felt like he was going to melt. He then almost cried tears of joy when he was finally inside of you. Oh how he missed filling his baby up.

Kokonoi = 0, Bonten 4. 

Ran:

When the challenge was presented, Ran was very excited. Ran doesn’t really care for much, but he sure does love a challenge. He was in a way a bit bummed out having to sacrfice sex for up as much as a month, but he loves winning. He already began thinking of himself walking in to your shared penthouse, walking in with a fat bag of cash. 

Although you have a high sex drive, Ran is very dominant, especially in bed. Even though there are times you want it, he won’t give in. It is mainly when he wants too. He is a man of consent however. He already knew he will be fine and you were used to being told what to do. 

It had already been 3 weeks where there was absolutley no action. You were feeling like you were about to burst. And he was also in a way dreading. He will come home from work, seeing you dressed up in a mini skirt, or in your cute lingerie ere pajama shorts, and man did he want to drop everything and rip them off of you. He then remembers his challenge, not wanting to lose. 

It wasn’t until he came from a long night of work, waiting for you to come out to him in the living room. When he noticed that you weren’t coming to greet him, he figured you went to sleep. He then walks into your shared room, seeing no sign of you on the fixed bed. He did however hear quiet little whimpers coming from the restroom. He walks towards the bathroom door, curiously wondering why those noises were coming from you. He slowly opens the door, peeking on you touching yourself in the shower. 

He right away felt the growing buldge coming from his dress pants and couldn’t hold it any longer. He quickly undresses, quietly joining you in the shower. You were so concentrated with your eyes closed, that you jumped when he pulled you towards him from behind. 

“I can’t have my baby play all by herself, allow me to help you with that.” 

Ran = 0, Bonten 5.

Sanzu:

The mastermind of this grand challenge was none other than Sanzu Haruchiyo. He wanted to do this for self amusement and knew he will beat all members. He knew all members were weak, besides Mikey. 

He was shocked to find out that Mikey lasted one week by the way.

Sanzu thought he will be winning but actually lost after four days. It actually was not intentional. He actually was resisting himself pretty well but the problem was you. You couldn’t wait any longer and decided to be a little tease and flirt with another man in front of Sanzu. You know which strings to pull, and you know Sanzu cannot stand any other man around you. He will go insane to know if a man even thinks or glances at you. You are his and his only.

When he saw you flirting with a random man, he quickly grabbed you from the writsts and took you to the bathroom. As he locked the unisex bathroom, he roughly pinned you on the wall, one arm tightly around your lower back and the other tightly around your throat. You couldn’t help but smirk as you tightly bit your lip, feeling your panties becoming wet. 

“I know damn well you did not just flirt with another man in front of me doll.” 

He let go of your neck to pull your hair roughly to have free access to your neck. He than began to mark up your neck to let everyone know who you belong too. He lets go of your waist to have his hand feelin your now soaked panties. 

You knew that by doing this, Sanzu will become crazy and want to show you who is boss. Nothing drives you crazier than a jealous Sanzu. And when he gets jealous, man does he fuck you right. 

“So you did all this to grab my attention I see. Well just know that I’m about the fuck the shit out of you, you little slut.” 

Sanzu = 0, Bonten 6.

Obviously no one won the bet. 

Yes, Sanzu was the most made fun of.

Afterthoughts: 

- This is my first smut headcanons for Tokyo Revengers, actually in general. I have not been writing much, but I have been reading other headcanons and fics lately. People are so awesome in writing and I was inspired to write something like this. It is not proofread, so if any mistakes, I am sorry! :(

Please: Like, suggest, and repost!

[coopers-kitchen]

Ever since cannibalism became legal, a lot of classic American things have been making big business with special cannibalism-themed events, including rodeo.

This guy was born into a family of cannibals, so he quickly became one of the best longpig wranglers in the business. They’d grab some unwilling pig - either from the street or from the crowd - strip them naked, cover them in butter, then set them loose. They make it to the exit, they’re free, but if someone grabs them, they’re getting a nice, juicy longpig.

Sure, a few guys did make it to the exit, but when there’s a crowd of hungry cannibals you know they didn’t make it very far.

You can tell this guy’s good at what he does, but let’s face it - where’s the thrill? Not many guys got the upbringing he did, so he ended up taking four out of five hogs home, and coming back the next week a little wider. Hell, when you have access to so much free food, it’s natural to pig out.

I met up with the owner of the rodeo at Cannicon and he offered me $100k to put this pig in his place. He gets to make the show more exciting, I get a meal, this pig gets what he deserves - sounds like a good deal to me.

I visited the rodeo and made sure to introduce myself after the show. Even offered him a real gourmet - after all, he’d already caught the centerpiece.

We had a real gourmet meal, then the sleeping pills in his beer started to take effect. By the time he woke up he was caged up in the back of my truck on the way back to California.

Of course he protested - cannibals usually are when they end up a link down on the food chain - but hell, with a hog like this, you can afford to take your time.

I took his balls first, and let him watch while I ate them, commenting on the delicious taste. I swear his mouth was watering - oysters are a delicacy, he should know - then I kept him caged up for a while as I took him, piece by piece. Nothing helps a cannibal realize he deserves to be eaten more than tasting his own meat. By the time he was down his calves he was an eager housepig, pretty much begging me to take more, tempting me with his juicy thighs and big fat belly.

Well, good things can’t last forever. After a few months he was nothing but a torso, and he knew there was nothing more to taste. If I hadn’t already had a nice big cock dog, his dick’d be rock hard in anticipation when I transferred him to a beer only diet.

For this hog I picked an pineapple, longpork, macadamia nut, cherry, and barbeque spice stuffing - half up his ass, half down his throat. I saved some of his meat for the stuffing but there’s no way a pig this good is going to have enough meat left over to fill a gut that big. It’s rare to see a pig that eager to eat his own meat, knowing what comes next. After that it was just making him down a bottle of bourbon, slathering him in a bourbon-BBQ glaze, and impaling him on a spit. He squealed like a pig the whole time, but he still obeyed my instructions. stayed still, helped me guide the spit through his chest and up his throat, and opened up nice and wide as the metal pole emerged from his throat.

The amount of meat on this pig kept him alive and squirming for hours as he cooked, even as the smell of his roasting meat filled the garden. When it was finally time to dig in, the meat was juicy, delicious, and melt in the mouth tender. All those longpigs he’d eaten even before I took control of the diet just made him all the tastier.

Besides, the rodeo owner’s making more money than ever now that there’s more competition at the Longpig wrangling. Still, I made sure he knows who to call if he ever wants to spice things up again.

Want to help fatten this hog up for the lucky chef who gets him in his kitchen? His Pateron is https://www.patreon.com

[andordean]

Intro Post Is Here

I promised myself I would make an intro post with my fic list when I hit a followers milestone, and lo and behold, the time has come to make good on that promise. 

(Breathe in. You got this, Dor. Ok, here we go.)

Welcome, friends. If you followed me sometime in the last year and a half, here’s a funny story for you: I used to write Witcher fics (a lot even, at one point) (and I pray I will write again, though at the moment brain be words what no speaky English). (But I digress.)

What you can find on my blog: shitposting, sarcasm, salt—and Ciri. A lot of Ciri. (Often tagged as: "brat <3". No reason.) Also, many Ciri pairings. We support most Ciri pairings in this house.

What you can find on my AO3: Also a lot of Ciri in different pairings, or sometimes in multiple pairings, as (a) I am a multishipper and (b) Ciri is bi and can do no wrong and (c) has two hands and a hatred for cages and also (d) poly/open relationships are the new love triangles and we need more of them, actually.

Specifically:

"Blood Ties" verse, aka Queen of Cintra verse (aka mammoth), or a 100k words novel in three parts about what happens if neither witchering nor ruling the empire (nor dying, I guess) fully satisfies our girl's ambitions. (Answer: let’s go and shake up the geopolitical landscape of the post-TW3 Continent, reclaim your throne, piss off Dijkstra in the process, make new allies and enemies both, grow and heal, get what you wanted, find indulgence, and also love. Ships aplenty, including some nobody else thought of. Just saying.)

"Broken Pieces" verse, or what happens if Cahir survives, but somewhat fails to move on (he tries), and Ciri fails to be indifferent (she also tries). (Answer: witchering shenanigans, but also some family reunions, Ceallach being a Smart Cookie, Geralt being the Daddest Dad, Ciri being a brat, but also right, but also needing a reality check and to get her head out of her ass. Spoiler alert: happy/bittersweet ending. It’s Witcher-verse, after all.)

"Splinters" verse, or what happens when the author develops a brainrot. (Answer: modern!AU with the main theme being: everyone is thirsty for Cahir/Eamon’s hands. Banter, pinning, thirst, smut, and more banter. Past that comes back to bite everyone in the ass, heartbreak, and a happy ending. Always a happy ending. And Angouleme being the Best Gremlin.)

“The Ghost of You”, or what happens when Ciri gets Ideas, and tries to use Cahir to get what she wants. (Formerly known as the Cancel WIP. Mind the tags with this one; set during LotL, unhealthy coping mechanisms aplenty, trauma and PTSD galore, leading to the first steps of healing. It’s always, always about healing with these two.)

“Sing To Me In The Dark”, or what happens if Cahir finds himself in Kaer Morhen to help defend it from the Hunt. (Answer: the author wants to know too. Although the author mostly knows, but brain no speaky English, see above.)

“Hunter’s Moon”, or what happened in Beauclair during the hansa stay there, from the point of view of a certain succubus. (Answer: a certain vampire attempting to be a smartass, not always succeeding; smut and banter, and more smut. Also, a heartbreak.)

If you like any of the above and tell me about it, chances are I’ll be making you a birthday gift the following year.

In the meantime, enjoy the shitposting, the salt, the sarcasm—and Ciri.

[starsuncounted]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks for tagging me @bywayofmemory!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 82.

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 128,198.

3. What fandoms do you write for? Currently, LOTR, Silmarillion, Narnia, and Timeless. I'd like to get back to writing Turn fics, though. I have a couple ideas for oneshots that have been rattling around in my brain.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

winter-touched, frost-bitten (Spinning Silver, T, Miryem/the Staryk Lord, 1.1k): A missing scene in which Miryem strikes a new bargain with the Staryk Lord.

As the Hare Flees Before the Wolf (Silmarillion, T, Eöl & Celegorm, 1.8k): Curufin is not the only son of Fëanor Eöl meets upon the plains of Himlad. Or, Eöl meets Celegorm while pursuing Aredhel and Maeglin, and things go very badly for him.

Here at Journey's End (LOTR, G, Frodo & Legolas, 1.6k): They stay for those they love.

West, West Away (LOTR, G, Sam & Thranduil, 3.6k): Sam meets an unlikely kindred spirit on the journey West.

and I will love with urgency, but not with haste (Silmarillion, T, Andreth/Aegnor, 3.1k): A summer evening spent in a glade near the shores of the Aeluin.

5. Do you respond to comments? Yep! It may take me a while, but I always do. The only exceptions are for cryptic comments that I don't understand and have no idea what to reply with.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Lol. Lmao, even. At least half of my fics are nothing but angst. So...*spins wheel* Let's go with darkness lies on the foaming waves between us (LOTR, G, Arwen & Celebrían & Elwing, 1k), in which Arwen shares the news of her choice with her mother.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I do actually have a couple fics that would qualify for this (shocking, I know), but I have a special place in my heart for And There Make a Garden (LOTR, G, Éowyn, <1k). Éowyn finally being happy and content is everything to me.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Not since I returned to fandom in 2020 and started posting on AO3 (unless some of those aforementioned cryptic comments are badly worded hate). But I did get the occasional hateful comment back when I posted on FFN.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Occasionally and it's very vanilla.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Never written one.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? I hope not!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Nope.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? I must be loyal to my thirteen-year-old self and say Faramir/Éowyn, my forever OTP.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I really would like to finish And Every Winter Turn to Spring (Turn, Anna/Hewlett), but I don't think I can rekindle the same enthusiasm I had for it during the height of my Turn fixation in 2020/2021. That, and I'm sure that if I were to pick it up again, I'd want to tear it apart and fix it up because it was one of the first fics I started writing after a years-long break from fic writing, and I'm certain I'd be embarrassed by parts of it now. And doing heavy editing like that feels overwhelming right now.

16. What are your writing strengths? Usually characterization and description, but I've been having trouble with my descriptions lately, and in a very strange twist, dialogue has—for the first time ever—been easier for me.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Plots. You will be getting no 100k+ longfics from me. Sorry. Oneshots or bust.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I only use other languages when writing Tolkien fic and do so sparingly and always with translations in the author notes. All phrases are yoinked from RealElvish.net because I can't be assed to put Elvish sentences together myself. Sorry JRRT.

19. First fandom you wrote for? LOTR. A couple of ancient fics that have never and will never see the light of day.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? It changes by the day, but I am very fond of On These Hither Shores (LOTR, G, Frodo & Boromir, 3.2k). It took a while to come together, but I'm so happy with how it turned out and that I finally achieved my goal of writing Frodo and Boromir getting to know each other before everything went to hell in a handbasket.

Tagging @tortoisesshells @boltlightning @aloveforjaneausten @dreamingthroughthenoise if you'd like to do this!

[xerophylloom]

The Times They Are a Changin' by Bandtrees and Hatsunoid is absolutely amazing

...And if you can handle the contents of it. No seriously. The fic is definitely dark and if you're sensitive to MEDICAL ABUSE, GORE, AND ABLEISM—Don't read it. It's especially centered around those and unless you close your eyes for all of it, you're not going to be able to handle it.

BUT!! It's so good, I would love to erase my memory just to experience reading it for the first time all over again. The disturbing parts aren't OOC (in my opinion at least) and it's very well-written, some optional out-of-site parts too.

A Laconic Summary: Mob loses control over his powers and causes permanent brain damage to Reigen and Ritsu. This fic explores the possible effects of that

Things of Note (as tags): Ambiguous Ending, Parasites (Specifically maggots and they're not TOO important, but they're there during a somewhat important moment)

Extremely long rambling (with spoilers) below the cut

This fic is so good, I created a sideblog for my AO3 to post about it. This fic is so good, that I had to stop what I was doing even though it is probably going to be detrimental to my grades. This fic is so good, that I was nearly about to rip my hair out from its roots

It's about 100k chapters long, separated into two parts. I'm easily bored and there's been plenty of times I've read a fic with maybe half the length, gotten bored, and thought of some parts as a slogfest even when it really wasn't—I just suck at getting through longfics. But reading through this, there was never a point where I thought that. Tensions were always high, rising even when I thought it wouldn't be able to, and I would end up near-screaming

And the way it shows how different characters feel? Gorgeous. Amazing. Love it.

Obviously, we have the normal book style descriptions from one character's POV, but then we have Teru's diary and Shou's little monologues(?), and it's all really cool??!?! Maybe that's what helped keep my attention. That and the little off-site links.

Speaking of those, I think I found all of them, but I'm not that observant so I could have easily missed some. And wow. Jesus christ. The last couple ones, the ones of Shou's gallery as his phone was getting wrecked, I was. just. In shock. I'm a very sentimental person who cares about photos and things, and I don't know how Shou didn't begin loudly crying right then and there because I would have

And god, so many times did I think 'Is this fic going to have untagged MCD?'. I was constantly at the edge of my seat expecting that someone would die. Reigen, Ritsu, Mob, Shou, Teru, Dimple (especially when he confronted Mob right as he was about to lobotomize Ritsu)... Basically all the main characters in the fic had moments where I was preparing to mourn

Mob really left for the deep end in this fic. I won't say that I fully get why he was so convinced that what he was doing was right, but it makes sense for him. He's not the type to let go easily, he's someone who draws strength from his bonds, and his aspect could be blood. And almost all his life, the message to never give up was basically struck into his head over and over. The one time I can recall where it wasn't? Claw, Seventh Division, where Reigen told him it's okay to run away. But I doubt that tilted the scale into being balanced in the slightest. There's so much more I could say about him in this fic. But I'll save it for now

Teru was... Teru. I understand him more than I did Mob, I think if I were in his situation, I would have maybe stopped at a certain point but we would be very similar in most of the actions we take. In the first chapter, I went 'haha silly!' at his entries. Seeing them as a little treat between the downers surrounding it. But then after he helped 'operate' (It doesn't feel right calling it that), I guess it really hit me. Then I started questioning if I would have done what he did. Then I realised I would have. Then I spiralled until I told myself this kind of situation will likely never happen to me and if it does, I'll get to it when I get to it

Serizawa is easily one of the ones you can feel for the most. Unlike Mob and Teru, he hadn't done anything to Reigen and Ritsu personally. And unlike Shou and Dimple, he didn't say harsh words. Perhaps you could blame him for not taking action sooner, but they all can be blamed for that.

Shou... Oh my god. Shou. At first, I was ready to fight Shou tooth and nail because really? That one comment on FriendBook wasn't necessary. I don't know how or why Mob didn't block him. But then as Mob spiralled further and further, I was hoping for him to make his way back into the narrative to save Reigen and Ritsu. Then he did. And he failed and he was injured and I thought he was going to die. Then he didn't. And it's implied he could have helped them. But could he have also made it worse? Who knows, that's why I put Ambiguous Ending as a thing of note.

DON'T FORGET THE OUT-OF-LINK STUFF!!! Mixed media fics that have off-site links are truly beautiful. My friend and I love that shit. Should she ever get into MP100, I'll recommend this fic to him with a shit-eating grin on my face. I hope the word count doesn't intimidate him erogdfkg... Every single bit of the off-site links I saw was just so cool. The art of Reigen made me feel strong unease, the real videos too, and that one animated video with Ritsu and Mob and Teru. Okay basically everything gave me a strong unease. But that's the point!!! And it was done well!!!!

This fic is pure talent, skill, and effort put into something that shouldn't just be preserved via a PDF file, but should be carved into stone for future archaeologists to discover. I wish I could hold even a fraction of power needed to create something this masterful

On a more less-serious note to finish this off: Mobway. Red Mobster. I was about to lose my shit. Every single time one of the companies showed up I was about to tear my hair out (in a funny way) because it felt like falling for a prank. I ESPECIALLY LOST MY SHIT AT PSYCHOLOGIST PEPPER BECAUSE IT TOOK ME SCROLLING DOWN BEFORE REALISING. Truly, the minds behind this were geniuses

Also, this might sound weird, but I got reminded of KomaedaLoveMail while reading this. The off-site links to websites for sure helped, but I guess I just associate talk of gore in written form in this way with KLM? Or maybe I haven't quite recovered from consuming that piece of media (Can you even call KLM that?) yet. This isn't bad by the way, I loved deepdiving into KLM even though my feeble brain couldn't comprehend shit.

And and one last note- Opening the song link in the end notes was like emotional whiplash. I had to sit there for a bit to process. Good music

This is a whole mess. Even for a ramble, it's a whole mess. I don't have words or sentences or even phrases for how I feel right now. I'm a mess

[sarah-sandwich]

for the tag game Put in the work 👀

Former nasa au my beloved <333

When I first thought this up, I thought Harley working at NASA would be the main setting of the story, but then I was like hE ShOuLD bE a sINgLe FaThER like this detail wouldn't disrupt the entire structure I had planned lmao

The first half goes back and forth between past (having his daughter, Hazel, working at NASA, meeting Spider-Man via twitter, etc.) and present (moving to NYC after getting laid off, trying to connect with teenage Hazel, and meeting Peter). Then the timeline syncs up and it's all in the present. Which worked out surprisingly well! I was worried about how to get in everything about Hazel and NASA without having to write another mammoth 100k+ story 😅

I'm SO CLOSE to finishing this. Most of the ending is already written, I just need to connect the scenes and clean them up. There are like... MAYBE 2 and a half scenes that still need to be written. MAYBE. It's mostly transitions.

Unfortunately my dumb brain is like,,,, close enough! Let's call it a day gentlemen.

Anyway, have an excerpt!

Ten Years Old

Frozen on the couch, Harley watches the television in horror as Spider-Man prances all over the launchpad and the rocket Harley spent the past several years painstakingly designing, constructing, and testing. He worked his ass off just to get his designs on the board.

His ideas. His rocket.

“I’ll kill him.”

“Don’t worry, daddy. Spidey’s gonna lock him up.”

Hazel is standing on the cushion beside him hopping from foot to foot, enraptured by the chase. He should make her leave the room in case something traumatizing happens, but he can’t look away, he can barely breathe as years of rigorous work teeter on the edge of destruction.

Spider-Man shoots a web onto one of the solid rocket boosters and Harley grits his teeth as he swings around and plants a foot in the face of some dude on a hoverboard wearing an obnoxious orange hazmat suit.

He looks like an Among Us character. Completely ridiculous. Not a threat. Certainly not worth risking his rocket.

“No, baby,” he says calmly, “I’m going to kill Spider-Man.”

“Dad!” Hazel whacks his shoulder. “He’s the good guy!”

“He’s going to ruin everything.”

Harley doesn’t care why a New York vigilante is in Florida. He doesn’t care what the bad guy’s beef is or what he was going to do. If Spider-Man ruins his shot at space, he’s dead.

Long years of sacrificing his time to study, work, and attend class, the extra hours he put in every night after putting Hazel to bed to ensure he’d be good enough to be put on the rocket crew as a fresh-faced college graduate, the stress born from teetering on the edge of poverty—if anything happens to that rocket, it’s all up in smoke. Time he’ll never get back. All that effort, wasted.

The moment Spider-Man swung onto the launchpad chasing hoverboard guy, the big wigs in charge called off the launch. Now it’s a matter of waiting to see if his rocket will survive the encounter. If his rocket survives unscathed, they can reschedule, but if it gets so much as dinged, NASA is going to want to do a full inspection to make sure it’s still in perfect condition, and if it falls…

Well, if it falls Harley is going to have to do something extremely unpleasant to New York’s favorite web spinner.

The camera zooms out as Spider-Man springs away from something hoverboard guy threw. The something, a tiny black dot, smacks into the fin of Harley’s rocket. Then it detonates in a ball of fire and a burst of thick black smoke.

Hazel screams. The rocket tips. His heart stalls in his chest.

Then he’s on his feet, hands in his hair, and Hazel is yelling and jumping up and down on the couch, yanking on his arm as the rocket tips and tips and falls…

…and Spider-Man catches it.

There is a moment, a suspension in time, where Spider-Man holds an 8.5 million pound rocket over his head. A moment where Harley’s heart and lungs cease and everything goes still. He loses awareness of Hazel’s nails clawing into his arm and her voice, shrill and vibrant, in his ear.

For a moment, there is only Spider-Man, the dark smoke billowing around his calves, and the rocket held over his head. Two RS-25 engines rest on the ground and the rest of the build towers over him, tiny as a bug below it, and he holds it.

Then the launch vehicle stage adapter breaks loose and the entire top half of the rocket cracks off and hits the ground with enough force to shake the camera. It cracks like an egg.

Harley buries his face in his hands and sinks into the couch with a miserable moan. The TV drones on while a small hand rubs comforting circles on his back, but he can’t watch anymore.

“He got him, daddy,” Hazel says less than a minute after Harley’s rocket shattered without ever getting the chance to fly. “Spidey caught the bad guy.”

Yippee.

[thewertsearch]

AG and GA have asymmetrical horns, but they look like they grew that way naturally. CT’s looks more like it was snapped off. 

Anyway, let’s see what’s going on between these two.

AC: :33 < *but oh look! ct p33ks around the corner to find that a very playful kitty has stolen the robot wrench and is now kicking it vigorously with her hind legs!* CT: D --> This is f001ishness upon one hundred thousand prior, equally unsolicited f001ishnesses

This guy is taking himself completely, 100% seriously. He has no time for fun and games, and I don’t think he’s realized the inherent humor in trying to do that in Homestuck. 

AC: :33 < s33! what the hell??? CT: D --> Nepeta, what did I say about that awful language CT: D --> I won't stand for it, and you'll stop AC: :33 < oops AC: :33 < sorry :((

I expected to be confused by the nature of this relationship, and I am. They’re clearly not a couple, and they don’t live near each other. They seem to be online friends, like everyone else - but they don’t act like friends, even by troll standards. 

CT is acting like he has some sort of formal authority over Nepeta - and she’s buying into it, even though she doesn’t seem to get anything out of it. 

CT: D --> Your fraternization with the base classes have 100sened your morals, can't you see this

Oh, son of a bitch, I should have guessed. This is a fucking caste thing, isn’t it?

CT is a blueblood, and he’s flexing his ‘authority’ here. The guy is in for a rude awakening when the caste system goes up in flames tonight, along with the planet that supports it.

Ugh, he’s going to try and uphold it in the Medium, isn’t he? All the high-class trolls probably will. This is going to be an even bigger mess than I thought.  

AC: :33 < what does gr33n blood even mean! it doesnt mean anything to me and it shouldnt mean anything to anyone else! CT: D --> Well, green b100d is ok, but it's not great

‘Ok, but not great’ is how I would describe her position in the Trollian caste list, but her circumstances suggest she’s much lower. 

I’m getting pretty confident in the Trollian list - this comment from CT certainly seems to support it - so I think Nepeta’s situation is anomalous. Green blood is supposed to be middle-class. 

CT: D --> But that's why you're lucky to have me to 100k out for you CT: D --> Because you don't know better, and you can't fight the role the mother had in store for you

This dude is kind of goofy, but this still earns him a hearty get fucked. 

I wonder what this ‘role’ actually is. Alternia is a space empire, so their social roles probably all contribute, ultimately, to the war effort. 

The systems that enforce them won’t survive the night, but it’s hard to shake six sweeps of societal programming. The trolls will never have to join the empire, but it’ll be a while before they can get it out of their heads. 

CT: D --> We will stop talking about archery CT: D --> The topic is making me CT: D --> Sweat

0_0

AC: :33 < everyone knows youre a weirdo and a cr33p! AC: :33 < thats why youre lucky to have me to k33p an eye on you AC: :33 < no one else can stand you!

Nepeta, you can tell him to fuck off.  You know you can tell him to fuck off, right?

CT: D --> Aradia and I have a private engagement to be co-leaders of the b100 team

I doubt CT was all that hard to win over, once he was offered a position of authority. Aradia is playing this guy like a fiddle - she’s probably ‘co-leaders’ with half the cast. 

She also seems to be in the lowest caste of all, so I’m frankly surprised that CT can bring himself to speak to her, let alone act as her equal.  

CT: D --> You will do as I say [...] AC: :33 < hisssssssss! CT: D --> You're angry, and I appreciate that CT: D --> But it doesn't matter CT: D --> Di%ussion over

Nepeta, if you don’t kick this guy’s ass, I will. 

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I can’t believe I had followed you this long without realizing you had a whole >100k word fic you were working on. I spent the past few days reading My Baby, You are a Gift, One I Will Cherish.

Your writing is honestly so amazing. I can’t remember the last time I read something that long from start to finish in such a short time. The characterizations, the reinterpretation of canon events; so many things were just incredible. It really shows how much work and care you put into it.  

It’s so nice to have a story that puts so much effort into fleshing out a character like Janet Drake. Was there anything in particular that inspired you when you were writing her?  

hahaha, yep, that's me! that fic is my baby lol. thank you, i get very bashful about my writing lmao. im glad the characterization had been decent, i'm always so worried about that. anyways, this answer might get a little long so i'm putting it under a cut lol

as far as anything in particular that inspired me? uhhh, well i guess i'll have to go into something that you're basically almost never going to see me talk about ever on the internet if i can help it so i'll still keep it vague-ish: i actually have a young child of my own. (i mean. if it wasn't super obvious already. people usually don't get into attachment science on a whim. they do it because it's 4:37AM and someone has only slept in half-hour increments since 11:30PM and they've been crying off and on for the past 2 hours desperately hoping that the someone will just fall asleep for 2 hours please and all they do is research everything about parenting obsessively because that's the absolute only thing they can do-). so i have spent a lot. and i mean a lot of time in parenting spaces. i'm part of my local area moms group in all their glory (they're very, uh, special), and i personally know a lot of other parents, and i'm basically immersed in a very interesting and complex culture (marriage and parenting culture). and i have seen my fair share of conplex, not great marital dynamics. and now that i have a kid that's what the majority of my patients talk to me about, so i get to hear a lot about different views and experiences of parenting from a lot of different viewpoints.

so anyways after the batman came out and my husband and i went on a date night to go see it, i ofc got the itch to get back into reading dcu fanfics and comics after not doing it for years since the nu52 (i also saw that they rebirthed tim's original history back, so i forgave dc a tiny bit), so i got myself the dc app so i could re-read all my beloved post-crisis comics. and it was a nice hobby to pick up again because it was very easy to pick up and put down in 20 minute increments and work around, you know, child care. i was devouring all the most popular fics (which 90% are fanon, lbr) while re-reading old storylines, and while the absolute disconnect between fanon and canon was fine for me at first because it's all fiction and i really didn't care that much, i eventually started to personally get a bit...discontent at fanon in general and the fanon drakes, especially janet (but jack too. like it or not, he does have an established characterization!). like. i read the comics!! she wasn't necessarily a great parent by any means, but the five panels she got prior to being fridged for tim to officially become robin basically showed her being physically affectionate, caring, and generally supportive of her son. who was this weird, cold woman who never once held her son and didn't care about his well-being at all?? she was unrecognizable to me. and as i started to make my way through post-crisis, i also became a bit mad at dc for killing her for tim's character and then basically making her a non-entity that barely got mentioned. despite her failings, tim was legit devastated when she died (and he later said he can't let himself drown in his grief for her--he clearly must have loved her so much) and then they did nothing with it. what was their relationship?? who was she?? why was she a generally loving mother yet left with jack?? did she think tim was okay?? what were she and jack constantly arguing about?? why did jack say to tim that his mother wouldn't want them to be so far apart?? did she maybe have some misgivings about traveling, did she not necessarily like being far away from tim?? how does this woman become the mother she does?? what were her intentions?? she deserved to have more character development in my mind! why does this woman basically get flattened into the worst mother ever? i know a lot of imperfect mothers who are in complex marriages and are just trying and not always succeeding. what exactly did that look like to me? how do i marry the two ideas?

another thing that interested me immensely was the idea of a difference in perception from tim and from his parents regarding tim's childhood. obviously, we know tim's pov. but what did his parents think? did janet think everything was going fine?? did they have a rosier picture of tim's childhood than he did? and thus, the first fic was born. me blathering for 27k words trying to showcase janet as a parent who was trying her best, who was semi-isolated by life circumstances, but was simply unable to balance work, kid, marriage and was unintentionally making tim feel abandoned by her, something she never would have wanted if she had realized. and that was going to be it.

and then i got sad about her, because janet as i view her (i like to think a lot of tim's good traits come from her) i think would have done a lot better with a second chance with tim than jack did! like, she, as a mother, might have a very different response to the tragedies and loss of her husband and try to focus more on her son than jack did. she as a widowed mother would also face very different judgments than jack did (society is obsessed with the idea that boys need a father figure--so she'd probably be more likely to let tim hang out with bruce rather than jack fighting their relationship at first because "it's good for him" to have an older man he can look up to) she's more supportive in her appearances, after all, saying that tim could be just like dick when he grows up. i think that she'd find out a lot sooner. and i think her surviving wouldn't have changed any of the big events, and i became obsessed with the idea of "but how would she deal with this canon event vs jack". she is, after all, a different character who deserves her own internal feelings and motivations. the drakes weren't great, but i don't think they're that irredeemably bad. and i think tim would want them redeemed too!

and nobody else was writing the canon-but-with-janet fic in my head that i couldn't stop thinking about, so i figured i'd give it a shot just in case there was one other person who felt the way i did and wanted to see it lmao.

anyways tl;dr a lot of inspiration comes from the fact that i am a mom and have spent way too many hours dissecting parenting in my head and the fact that i know a lot of moms who are very complex, imperfect humans and i just like stories about motherhood and allowing mothers to be nuanced and to redeem themselves.