#some of them are definitely wips that will...eventually...get fleshed out haha

[ragnarokhound]

trick or treat 👻 long time no ramble in your ao3 comments but ily

Happy Halloween!! Always happy to hear from you! <333

Please enjoy my final contribution this year, a merry spookmas to all, and to all a boop night:

Halloween night in Gotham always brings out the crazies. The light is still on at this house, one of many in a nice, quiet neighborhood close to the park. The doorbell rings in expectation. As the tradition is answered, the owner of this particular house is nearly shocked out of their skin by the costumed figures on their front stoop. Or rather, by one in particular. "Trick or treat," sniffles a young, wobbling voice. "Trick or treat," her imposing guardian echoes, a beat off. The old rote phrase takes on new meaning, spat out of that expressionless red helmet, threatening and mechanical. Red Hood is on the porch. With a teary-eyed fairy princess, clutching a half-full sack of candy in her small hands. It looks suspiciously like burlap, and it's stained in places, like it's already been used for kidnapping purposes. Best not to ask, probably. "O-oh! What wonderful--" a darting glance from the princess to the Hood, "--costumes. So creative. Not staying out too much longer, I hope? It's getting late." "Making up for lost time," Red Hood says. It answers about as many questions as it raises, but mostly it says back off and give up the goods. Nervously, "Oh, of course. Take as much as you like, dear-- we thought we'd seen our last trick-or-treaters already." The princess's eyes get big, and she looks up at Red Hood, double checking. When he nods, shrugging, as much as you want, they said, she scrambles for the candy bowl. Crisp plastic packaging crinkles by the handful as she practically cleans them out. "What do we say?" Red Hood says gruffly. "Thank you!" she says, beaming. Hood leans in close. "Warheads? Gummy lips?" The gun-toting vigilante says disdainfully. "Are you kidding me with this sh-- stuff? This is bottom shelf candy. This is the dregs from last year. We both know the average property values on this street. You can do better." "Hood!" A third, irritated voice calls from the short driveway. "Wrap it up, we're behind schedule as it is!" "We'll make time," growls the man behind the mask, not even turning to acknowledge-- Red Robin is in the driveway. The severe twist of his mouth is impatient, but softens when the fairy princess comes running towards him, near-full bag held up triumphantly and spilling at least half a dozen boxes of Dots on the grass. "Red Robin, Red Robin, look! Look, I have enough now! I wanna show Greg and Mommy, they'll never believe it--" "Good job, Jenny," Red Robin says brightly, helping her up in front of him on the seat of his motorcycle. He's got a child-sized helmet ready to go. "See? I told you we'd get your candy back. Hood!" he snaps. Red Hood points fingers at his eyes and then at the cheapskate home owner's, I'm watching you, before snatching the last butterscotch out of the bowl. "Keep your shorts on, princess, I'm coming," he complains, climbing up onto the seat behind him. It's a tight fit. "Ready to go home?" he asks Jenny. "Bad guys and trick or treating and magic spells. You've had a big night, kiddo." "Uh-huh," she says absently, seriously studying her candy stash. "Then hold on tight--" "You got her?" "What kind of question is that? Of course I've got her--" The rev of the engine drowns out the rest of their bickering, and then they're off, screaming down the street. Gone, like they were never here at all. Halloween always brings out the crazies.

(For the trick or treat ask game! Send me a trick or treat ask and I'll share jaytim WIP snippets, or new 3-sentence -paragraph fics, etc :^) through the 31st!)

[blonndiec]

@triptychgrip Can I just say, how much I love that you're pointing this out? Not for the sake of everything being angst, but I want them to be fleshed out and also have real couple issues. Real fears, real life struggles that every couple that just starts living together has. And then, the inevitability of time. Of changing, of having someone there when you are at your worst. And then, everything that you point out about how anxiety really doesn't care about what your brain KNOWS...it goes straight out of the window when your tired, when stress and external pressures are ebbing your senses away after months of pushing yourself too hard. And I mean, wouldn't it make total sense that they eventually go to couples therapy? Like...for real Viktor overcame all of his past trauma, his avoidance and masking? even thoughI believe they're soulmates and all the right amount of healthy couple they are...

I think we must not romanticized their journey as a couple that most definitely had their lows and a right amount of how growth happens most of the times through discussions and those angsty moments in where not only you get to know better the other person, but also yourself and get a sense of each other darkness.

I currently have so many WIPS to write one specific for this, but there will be a lot of them on my 2026 Olympics Series - them looking back at specific situations in the past that will mention this. Viktor actually mentions to Yuri about THAT time in Barcelona with the let's end this and now he can laugh about if but he confesses how much of a mess he was and, that as the espectator we didn't see it but he had to ACTUALLY HIDE IN THE BATHROOM crying because he knew that after that day everything would change either for good or for the worst.

And also it will be mentioned when Yuuri and Viktor moved together there will be a time when Yuuri maybe went to sleep at Mila's (a little angst there), or when Viktor felt the first shock that the REAL moment of his retirement had come It must have been pretty heavy for him...for them. Then they adjusting on being fully coach and trainee knowing that Yuuri wouldn't compete with Viktor ever again. Maybe even needing some healthy boundaries? And then also, how in the Olympics and Covid would have been a pretty isolating experience even though Viktor was there it wasn't the same and maybe Yuuri had a lot of anxiety. And also, in the Olympics they will talk about the decisions of their future after being comfortably not moving and this will also take on the absence of Makkachin and maybe how Viktor would have not been open to get another dog until this point. (Just throwing here my plot outlines haha!)

This is something I already have planned for the Series of Winter Olympics of Broken Hearts 2026 that will follow their journey to the ''present'' but ACTUALLY KNOWING all the work and 'angst' that took for them to get to this point. Anyway, super excited about this discussion! I'm so pumped of reading more of them like this. ✨✨✨✨

A plea to the angst writers in the Yuri!!! on Ice fandom...

...can I rally you to write some post-canon angst (with a happy ending), pretty, pretty please?! When I want to feel like I've been stabbed in the heart, it's generally in a post-canon context, a few years down the road.

To be clear, I've read plenty of great YOI fic that deals with the inevitable angst that comes from Yuuri's first few months adjusting to life in Russia; this is a big change for him in terms of beginning domestic life with Viktor and starting to train at a whole new skating club in St. Petersburg, so it makes sense that the angst potential there is ripe.

But just because our favorite skating fiances might become skate husbands doesn't mean that their hardships vanish (even if they learn to actually communicate instead of expecting their skating to do the talking for them). Training injuries, Viktor eventually retiring, Makka getting older *sobs*, and the inevitable past traumas that naturally crop up in intimate relationships...these can all be sources of stress and, thus, conflict.

In general, I have a preference for post-canon fic over developing relationship fic, because I long to see what happens after "the chase" (i.e. after Yuuri and Viktor fall in love). Don't get me wrong: I adore canon YOI, but for the majority of the time that we see Yuuri, it's within a context where he's fully expecting Viktor to leave at some point, not believing he is "enough" for Viktor to want forever with him (as a coach or partner).

And, up until that "let's end this" scene, Viktor is still quite guarded when it comes to his negative emotions, because even while Yuuri tells him that he wants him to be himself, you don't get over ingrained, years-long masking tendencies in months, or even a year or two.

There is trust and vulnerability between them, but it's burgeoning.

Which is why I think the few-years-down-the-road angst scenarios can be so compelling, precisely because there is that accumulation of trust and vulnerability that comes from learning one another over time.

This is a point where Yuuri knows that Viktor wants forever with him.

They're married, have probably adopted multiple dogs together, maybe they've left Russia b/c Viktor has retired by now, so he wouldn't need to train with Yakov in close proximity. But, anxiety doesn't care about any of these realities. So what if Yuuri is now an Olympic Champion, or if they are both retired and co-coaching the next generation of talented skaters? The "right" kind of thoughtless remark from Viktor, or just an off-day can cause all the "proof" of forever to fly out the window.

And Viktor: so what if he logically knows that Yuuri won't leave him just because he's getting older and his chronic knee pain is getting more and more acute? Or, if he gets triggered during a tough therapy session (because a man who ignored life and love for twenty years should probably definitely be in therapy), activating the abandonment issues I strongly suspect he has?

This could definitely be one of those "write the fic you want to read" situations, but writing angst really does not come naturally to me. Doesn't mean I won't do it, I just know that there are very talented people out there who actually enjoy it, which is just...incredible to me, lol.

[dayseternal-blog]

If you ever finish answering all of yours awaiting asks...

45 questions for you 👀

https://myaekingheart.tumblr.com/post/650107314353897472/fic-writer-ask-game

Lolllll BADLUCKBREBIS, you are so funny.

Inspiration and Reading Asks:

1. How long ago did you start reading fanfiction? Writing fanfiction?

It looks like I started writing in 2017. I've been reflecting recently on how there are so many regularly active writers now compared to in 2017-2018. It was the tail-end of some of my fave writer's activity within fandom. Utsus was posting less and less. The Tumblr NaruHina fandom seemed to disappear, a whole community of writers left for other things (matchaball, nekomamoru, magmawrites, cherryjutsu, spyder-m, tenney-shoes, eliphya, among others). 2018 was a very quiet year, but! I avidly read katarinahime and bunnyhoodlum's works! In 2019, quirrrky restarted things with NaruHina Week!

2. How do you spend your time when it comes to fanfiction? Are you primarily a fic reader, writer, or a perfect 50/50 split of both?

Recently I’m primarily a reader!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Because there's so many writers now!!!!!!!!

3. Are there any fics that inspired you to write what you do?

Yeah, let’s list them.  “A Special Friend” by agitosgirl inspired “Nightdreams.  “Medicine” by @grimmjowkurosakidrake​ inspired “White Lilies.  “Torch Song” by @mmmbuttery inspired “About You.”  The language in “Unless the World Were to End” by @bunny-hoodlum​ inspired the language in “That was the plan.”  “In Between Drinks” by @peppercornpress inspired “In Between Drinks NH.”

4. Link your three favorite fics right now.

“Operation: Bring Home Naruto” by Dragonwannabe - Rated T, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Complete. Hinata's been assigned the mission of getting Naruto back home safely after his last dangerous assignment. But can she handle the undercover identity as his girlfriend that she’d been given without revealing her true feelings for him?

“The Mission” by Lunawraythe - Rated M, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. It wasn't that Hinata never expected to work with Naruto, just never on a mission quite like this.

“The Loving Type” by @peppercornpresses - Rated M, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. A few years have passed since the Fourth Shinobi War, in which...Rookie Nine steadily advances in rank. Naruto gets engaged. Hinata leaves Konoha. And Kakashi schemes for days.

5. What are your fanfic pet peeves? Do they have a huge effect on whether or not you decide to read something?

ahhh.  I do have quite a few pet peeves.  If the fic is Canon-Compliant or Canon-Divergent, I expect Naruto and Hinata to behave like Japanese people.  Say what you want, but the Naruto Universe is definitely Japanese in my book.  So that means no shoes in the house.  Nothing rattles me more than reading Hinata taking her sandals off before climbing into bed.  Like, what?  she was wearing her outdoor shoes indoors this whole time??

mmm... another pet peeve is when the writer describes Hinata in a kimono, but it sounds like an American Halloween costume, like the slutty version, instead of an actual kimono.

mmm... and the other big pet peeve I have is when it’s Hinata’s first time eating ramen because Naruto is showing her the wonders of ramen.  lol.  why.  how.  in what world would a Japanese person make it to their teenage years without ever eating ramen.

I have a bunch of other little pet peeves regarding Japanese culture in fanfics.  But in general, it doesn’t stop me from reading the fic if I'm already in the middle of it.  I’ll continue reading it and will probably recommend it to other people anyway. If I can tell based on the summary, then it's not for me, and I don't read it. If this makes anyone feel nervous about writing fanfiction, that's not my intention! I would also be happy to be a sensitivity reader if necessary.

6. How do you find new fic to read? Where do you primarily read fanfiction?

I primarily read fanfics on AO3 and ffnet.  I find new ones by constantly checking the Hyuuga Hinata/Uzumaki Naruto tag on AO3 or looking into a writer’s favorites list on ffnet.

7. Do you prefer to read short fics or long fics?

Short fics.

8. How often do you reblog/comment on fics that you like?

I reblog pretty often. I don't comment as often as I used to😕 I used to comment on every fic I liked.

9. Tag 3 fic writers you think are underrated/unknown in the fandom/fanfiction community.

Uhh?? Idk. I think recently the writing group here is pretty tight, everyone seems to know everyone.

10. What’s your favorite fandom, pairing, or character to read fic for?

Naruto fandom and NaruHina.

Fanfiction Writing Asks:

11. How do you come up with your fic titles?

I usually take it from words used in the story or from the prompt.

12. Tell the author your favorite fic title of theirs (not the fic, strictly title). Author: what’s your favorite title you’ve come up with and why?

I think...maybe "Tell Me of Forevers" or "Nightdreams." I like those because they aren't taken word-for-word directly from the story, but touch on a theme in the story.

13. Do you outline your fics? How much of a headache would someone get if they just looked at an outline of yours without reading the fic?

Yes, I outline. They wouldn't get a headache, I think. It's usually just a summary.

14. Do you have a personal word minimum that you hold yourself too? Why or why not?

Nope. I didn't know people do that.

15. Tell the author your favorite fic of theirs. What’s your (the author’s) favorite fic you’ve written?

My favorite fic continues to be "It's No Secret."

16. Do you research for your fics? If so, how deep of a rabbit hole have you gone down by accident when researching?

Yes, I do. I've done historical and folktale research for "Little Samurai." I did area/location research for "Last Chance." I did historical research for "About You." I did fairy tale research for "Catskin." I did a ton of astronomy research for "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl." And I did lighting research for "Inspo." I go pretty deep.

17. How obsessively do you sit and stare at your fic after you’ve just posted and wait for feedback?

I don't. I usually have something else I need to do or I go to bed.

18. Do you have a WIP that you keep telling yourself you’ll eventually get back to, but deep down you know that’s probably a lie?

I actually think I can finish all of mine if I just try.

19. Do you edit your fics after you write them, or do you prefer to just hit post and run (because it’s someone else’s problem now)?

I always edit before posting to AO3. Anything I post directly on Tumblr might not be edited.

20. What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

Posting!

21. What’s your least favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

Starting a new chapter.

22. Do you take fic requests? If so, for what characters and why?

On occasion. If someone sends me a request, I'll think about writing it. Sometimes I do write and post it, sometimes I leave them in my drafts for a better day.

23. What’s your absolute favorite trope to write?

From what I already have posted, probably friends-to-lovers, secret relationship/forbidden love, or high school au. I don't think I have an intentional favorite.

24. What’s a trope that you’d like to never hear about as long as you live, let alone write?

Public humiliation / public degradation.

25. Do you listen to music as you write? If possible, link your writing playlist.

No, not usually.

26. What’s your biggest distraction when writing?

Tumblr feed, all the pictures to scroll through mindlessly.

27. Do you like to give your readers some warning of what might be coming or just slap them in the face with content at random?

lol, whatever is fine.

28. How do you deal with writing pressure (ie: pressure to update, negative comments, deadlines, etc)?

Well, pressure to update is not a big deal to me. I do this for fun, so I don't think I unnecessarily pressure myself too much. With negative comments, I don't get too many of those, and I think I do my best to avoid situations where I might get negative feedback.

29. Have you ever written for an exchange or event of some kind? Which one(s)? Did you enjoy it?

Yeah, I like the events. My favorite was NH2020, the year-long one last year. I also enjoyed the Secret Santa last year since @badluckbrebis was my giftee.

30. Post a snippet from your current WIP without context - no more than 300 words.

haha😈

Ecstasy slides through his veins, blooming over his mind, cocooning him in pleasant sensations, cum shooting out in eager twitches against hot, milking flesh.

31. Of the characters you write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers/readers’ reactions to certain ones?

Naruto Uzumaki, always.

32. Copy and paste your top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences you’ve ever written. What fics do they come from?

Top 3 faves in order:

That was the plan: "She shifts in his arms, and cloth and cleavage come pillowing up to his face, and he’s certain that she’s scooped from the same puffy stuff his adolescent daydreams were made of."

Tell Me of Forevers: "What he wouldn’t do to inspire every blush, every smile of hers for an eternity when such moments already only speak “forever” to him."

White Lilies: "Whether at his feet, in his eyes, ears, mind, if not reaching his heart, she never landed anywhere. (It’s okay.)"

I consider "White Lilies" to have my technically best writing, so it was kind of hard to choose just one line from that fic! But I decided that one's my favorite line from the whole story.

33. What do you like writing better: one shots or multi-chapter stuff?

One-shots.

34. How much of yourself and your life experiences do you put into your writing? What do you think your readers’ image of you is?

A lot of my life experiences are in my writing. Hmm, I think readers probably think I'm...hmm...either empathetic or really perverted?

35. How much has writing fic changed your life?

I spend a lot less time on real-life social media than before.

36. Are there any fics or fandoms you’re embarrassed to have written or been part of?

I'm kind of embarrassed of "Honeymoon at the Hot Springs" lol. It's fine.

37. Give an update on your current WIP - if you don’t have one, give a sneak peek to a title or idea that you have and would like to write.

My current WIP is that A/B/O fic I started for February Smut Month Prompts: Sweet as Candy or Love Bites. I'm going to title it "Sweet As," and it'll be about how Naruto and Hinata become Alpha/Omega mates. It's really kinky, really smutty, and totally what I would want to read.

38. What does your writing process look like? How chaotic is it on a scale of 1 (very tame) to 10 (you can’t handle this kind of chaos)?

uhh???? a 1?? I've never once thought of my writing process as chaotic. Ahh, then I think of bunnyhoodlum's multiple drafts for the same chapter, and I realize that there exist types of writing processes that I would not be able to handle...

39. What’s something about your writing that you pride yourself on?

My smut.

40. How did you come up with the idea for [x fic]?

41. What’s your most popular fic (with the most notes on tumblr, most hits/kudos on ao3)?

Idk about Tumblr,,, maybe White Lilies got the most attention here. My most popular fic is Nightdreams on AO3.

42. Asker: pick three of the author’s works. Author: rank them 1 (the best) - 3 (the worst) based on whatever criteria you want - this could be something totally random that isn’t quality related (like simply ranking fics based on how many trains appear in them) - have fun!

43. Talk about a positive experience with fanfiction or the fanfiction community that you will always remember.

I will always remember how people congratulated me for finishing White Lilies😭 Also, when peppercornpresses made that FIRST art of my story, I just, I just stared at it all day.

44. Rant about something writing related.

hmmm, I don't feel like ranting about anything. I just recently ranted about my pet peeves above.

45. Fic specific questions - if you have any weird questions about specific works, here’s your shot to ask them!

I did them all! Nice questions.

[squirrel-moose-winchester]

The Call

Title: The Call

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2853

Square Filled: Vampire

Summary: While in the middle of a dragging vampire hunt, Dean gets a call from you, however, it wasn’t what he was expecting.

Warnings: Lots of SMUT, and a splash of Crack.

Written for: @spndeanbingo​

Disclaimer: Not my gif

A/N: I totally forgot I had this in my WIPS! I’ve finished it, and I hope you guys like it. Some smutty goodness for you naughty girls. Haha! Please, I would really appreciate the reblog and any positive and/or constructive feedback! I’m always happy for the support!! Love you guys! Happy reading!

The Vamp hunt was taking longer than any of them expected. Meeting a dead end, both men decided to call it a night, and you were more than willing to oblige. You were mentally, physically, and sexually frustrated and needed to blow off some steam in the privacy of your own motel room.

You and the boys parted ways. Sam went to his shared room with Dean, you went back to yours, and Dean went out to the bar, as per usual.

Once the door was lock and closed behind you, you quickly lunged for the bed. As fast as you could, you shredded out of your shirt and bra, leaving your upper half bare. Next you slipped off your pants and underwear, leaving them beside you, too in a rush to have your fingers between your legs.

Gliding your fingers between your pussy lips, you moaned at how wet you were. The entire time that you and the guys were scoping out the location that the vamps might be inhabiting, you couldn’t take your focus away from Dean. He hadn’t shaved in a while and you wondered how the scruff on his jaw would feel in contrast to the smoothness of the skin between your thighs. You also couldn’t stop thinking about his hands. They continued to fiddle with his gun, and you couldn’t help think about just how good he could work with those twitchy calloused digits. How good they’d feel on your body, and in your body.

Easily dipping a finger into your dripping cunt, you moaned out Dean’s name, imagining it was his fingers instead of yours. You shoved a second finger, imagining your two fingers as one of his. As you continued to plunge your soaked fingers into your drooling heat, your other hand searched for purchase, needing to grab onto something.

Too lost in your fantasy, you failed to pay attention to your surroundings, specifically, where and what you were touching. Accidentally, your fingers managed to wake your phone, your thumb coincidentally fitting perfectly on the sensor, unlocking the device. Still too enthralled with the sensation between your legs, your fingers somehow pressed under recent contacts and hit Dean’s name.

Dean was half way through his second beer when his phone started to ring beside him. He took a quick glace, noticing your name lit up on the screen. A small smirk stretched his lips at the thought of you. He pondered if you were calling him in need of some company. If you were to come to the bar, he could shamelessly flirt with you, flaunt you to every unlucky peering eyes. Although you weren’t his, no one else had to know. He relished in the longing looks of all other men in the room, knowing that he had the prize and they had jack squat.

If he were to go back to your room… well… the possibilities were endless. One thing could lead to another, and maybe… just maybe he’d finally get to live all his deepest desires. Finally get to taste you, hear you, hold, do all the ungodly things he wanted to do to you. Fuck… Dean had it bad.

Picking up his phone, he accepted the call, bringing the device up to his ear. “Hey Sweetheart, coming to join me?” he asked with a smug smirk playing on his plush pink lips however, there was no answer. “Y/N? Hello?” He called, but still no response. “Y/N? Hey, everything okay?” He questioned again, a tinge of panic beginning to form in the depths of his gut. “Maybe it was a butt dial,” he told himself, not wanting to think of the worst. You said you were going straight back to your motel room, and Sammy wasn’t too far. If anything was wrong, Sam would be there.

As Dean was about to pull the phone away from his ear, a subtle sound caught his attention. He couldn’t quite make out what it was through the noise of the bar, so he put you on speaker. “Y/N? Hello?” When nothing came, he upped the volume. “Y/N, hey. You okay?” Still, nothing. “Y/N—”

“Dean! Oh, god!” Your voice moaned out loud and clear, catching the attention of the bar tender and a few patrons nearby. Dean practically leaped from his seat with wide eyes, quickly trying to turn off the speaker setting and pressing the phone back to his ear.

“Y/N, what the fuck?” Dean hissed, scoping the bar with a thick blush blanketing his freckled face. He was not expecting that. “Y/N!” He called your name again, holding the phone between his ear and shoulder. He rapidly pulled out his wallet and threw a few bills onto the table, before rushing out of the bar.

Now in the stillness and silence of the cold night, he could finally hear you better. He could hear you breathing heavily, soft mewls and calls of his name falling from your lips in deep sighs. Dean didn’t know what the hell was going on, and every corner of his conscience was telling him that he shouldn’t be listening and to hang up, but there was no way he could. The idea that this could have been a mistake and you really did butt dial him on accident, but after listening to the need and arousal in your voice, he couldn’t help himself. He was a goner. You just sounded too good. Better than anything he’s ever heard before.

“Dean, please. Ah,” you moaned, and heat instantly filled his body, his cock stiffening to the point of pain.

“Shit,” Dean groaned, his jeans now way too tight.

With the phone still against his ear, he crossed the parking lot and towards the motel, heading straight for your room. More of your words encouraged him to move faster, urging him to pick up that pace. As he crossed the street, a car honked at him, nearly hitting him. That was enough of a warning call, telling him just how gone and eager he was.

A car horn interrupted your “self-care” time, making you flinch against the mattress. You cursed whoever it was before continuing on with your ministrations. You closed your eyes, attempting to regain the imagery of Dean hovering over you, his thick cock filling you up over and over again, making you scream until your throat was dry and raw. You were so close when the door went flying open.

You yelped, yanking your fingers out from your pussy and closing your legs together, arms wrapped around your chest. “Dean, what the hell?!” You shouted, “get out!” Your heart was pounding and you could feel the heat of your humiliation succumbing your every being.

Dean only stared at you with lust blown eyes. Seeing you naked on the bed had to be the most beautiful things he’s ever seen – a dream come true. He acknowledged his phone, lifting the device and showing you his screen. Your name and picture was lit up on it. Your eyes widened before reaching for your phone on the nightstand to see that you really had called him… shit.

Hanging up the call, you bit your bottom lips shyly, slowly shifting your eyes to meet his. You watched as he closed the door behind him and stalked over to the edge of the bed, tossing his phone next to yours on the night stand with expert precision.

“Tell me you called on purpose. That you purposefully lured me here with your dirty little sounds. That you wanted me to hear… all of that.”

Just when you thought your cheeks couldn’t get any hotter, your whole body went aflame with humiliation and an underlying excitement. You were just caught masturbating by the man you were imagining in your head. The man you were pining over – had always been pining over – since the very first day you met him.

“It was an accident,” you spoke, finally finding your voice, although it was a little unsteady. Dean just started at you, jaw twitching and fists clenching beside his hips. He was using all of his strength not to lunge towards you, and you could definitely notice it. You could see the want in his eyes, the strain in his body, and the raging boner dying to burst through the denim. It was what gave you all the confidence you needed. He wanted you, just as much as you wanted him. And even if this was only going to be a one time thing, you’d take it. “But since you’re here… I could use a little help,” you finally said, spreading your legs wide open for him.

Dean groaned, instantly finding himself hovering above you fully clothed. It was a blur of desperation: body on body, lips on lips, and a whole lot of teeth and tongue; and it was also a mess of tangled limbs pushing and pulling off tangled fabric. Eventually, you and Dean were able to get him on the same page… butt ass naked.

“Fuck, you really did a number on me with that phone call,” he breathed, catching your bottom lip before devouring you once again.

“It was unintentional, but I’m glad it happened,” you replied, breaking the kiss and taking hold of his cock, lining him up at your entrance. The thickness and weight of his dick didn’t go unnoticed, eliciting a rugged gasp passed your kiss-swollen lips.

“Wait,” Dean managed to pry himself away. “Condom—”

“I’m on the pill,” you automatically responded, cutting him just short of his question.

Dean grinned with satisfaction. There was nothing like the feeling of going bareback, balls deep, in good fucking pussy. And he just knew you were going to ruin all others for him. “Then I guess I need to get your ready for me,” he chuckled, unraveling himself from you and sitting on his hunches.

Having him sit like that in front of you was the first time you got to really look at him. Taught muscle under firm flesh, and a cock made by the gods. Dean was one cocky son of a bitch, and now you knew why. He wasn’t all talk… he was the real thing… the entire package.

“Fuck… you’re big,” the words spilled from your mouth.

Relishing in the compliment, Dean lowered himself onto his chest, hot skin meeting cool sheets, prying your legs wide open so he could place his head between them. He bowed, inhaling your needy pussy deeply, nose just grazing your sex. “Fuck, you smell amazing,” he sang.

“Please—”

Dean appreciated the sound of your begging, even if it was one world. Knowing that it was for him drove him crazy with need. He needed to taste you, be in you, fuck you into oblivion. He needed to show you just how much he’s been wanting you, needing you all this time. He wanted to confess his feelings for you with his body. Show you how much you meant to him.

Unable to hold back any longer, Dean went to work, diving his tongue into your sweet pussy before licking up towards your clit. “Taste so fucking good,” he moaned, latching onto your clit. Flicking the tip of his tongue on the bundle of nerves before alternating to suck, and occasionally nibble, on it.

You screamed his name, feeling the familiar heat building in the pit of your stomach, however this one felt a little different… stronger. Dean shoved one and then two fingers inside you, curling them just right.

“Dean!” you cried, raking your fingers through his hair before tugging his head back, or at least trying, but Dean held you tighter, shoving his face deeper between your legs and pumping his fingers faster and harder. “Fuck!” You shouted, writhing beneath him. Suddenly, your body went achingly stiff, your fists yanking on the sheets, and in a mass of white light and scorching wet heat… one of the strongest orgasms pummeled through your body.

“Shit,” you heard Dean laugh. Peeling your eyes open, you saw him smiling up at you, his face drenched. “Didn’t know you could squirt,” he grinned, “and it was fucking a lot!” His voice and expression held pride and excitement, as if he had just won the jackpot.

“Neither did I,” you admitted, allowing your entire being slump onto the bed.

“That was hot as hell. You’re for sure ready for me now,” he teased, the smirk ever-present on his face.

Dean didn’t offer any sort of warning. In one swift motion, he plunged himself to the hilt, balls deep inside of you, making you moan (borderline, scream), as you arched your back off the bed. It felt surreal. He was huge, and you had never felt so full in your life.

“Oh, fuck!” You screamed in unadulterated bliss.

“Shit… you’re so fucking tight,” Dean huffed, barely keeping it together.

Your pussy clenching around his dick was too much for him to handle. He’s been dreaming about this moment for so long, and now that it’s here, he isn’t too sure he could last as long as he wanted to.

It only took him a few pumps before he had you falling apart once again. It was as if all of your senses were heightened and neither of you could resist how incredible it felt. Tears were spilling from your eyes, the arousal being too much to handle. Dean was barely touching you and you were already on the verge of your third orgasm. The thought seems impossible, but your body’s reaction was no lie.

Dean noticed your tears of pleasure, which only urged him to push harder. A strangled moan escaped your lips, music to his ears. With each harsh thrust, Dean could feel his control thawing away. He wasn’t going to last and he needed you to come one more time. Just one more.

His hand found his way to your clit, rubbing harsh circles with his fingers. Your eyes snapped open and you let out a guttural groan, eyes crossing before lolling to the back of your head. Your body convulsed violently as your pussy pulsates around Dean’s cock. In a matter of seconds, he was spilling deep inside of you. The feel of his spending’s filling you up only prolonging one of the best orgasm you’ve ever had.

Dean collapsed on top of you, the weight of him actually bringing comfort. “That was fucking awesome,” he mumbled against our skin, placing soft kisses where ever he could reach. “Sorry I couldn’t last longer. It was just too good. Couldn’t help myself.”

“Don’t be sorry. It might have been quick, but it was by far the best I’ve ever had,” you confessed.

“It’ll be better next time.”

Next time? The notion of there even being a next time spread a smile on your face. “Next time?”

“Hell yeah, next time… and many more next times. After this, you don’t think I’m gonna let you get away do you?”

“I don’t know,” you teased singingly.

“Well, believe it sweetheart. You’re mine now,” Dean grinned, lifting his upper body just enough so he could look you in the face. “Unless that’s something you don’t want…”

“Oh... I want it. I want all of it.”

Dean smiled, placing a gentle kiss on your lips when the door flew open once again. “What the hell?” Sam spat.

You tried to push Dean off of you in order to cover up your modesty, but Dean didn’t budge. He nonchalantly turned his head to his brother as if being caught with his dick still submerged in pussy was normal. And maybe for Dean it was, but not for you. This was mortifying!

“What, Sam?” Dean grumbled. “We’re busy.”

“Seriously? I’ve been trying to call you guys! We were on a case remember? Vampire?! Any of that ring a bell?”

“Yeah, okay. Did you find any more leads?” Dean asked, shifting a little, still buried inside of you. You had to hold back the whimper that almost left you. Between their conversation, you grabbed the spare pillow and placed it over your face, still horrified.

“Yeah, I did. And I already took care of it!”

“Then what’s the problem?”

“Some help would have been nice!” Sam stated as if it was obvious, pointing to his tattered and bloody clothing.

“Fine. We’ll take the next one, and you can take a break.”

“Dean, that’s not the point,” Sam argued.

“Guys!” You shouted, after removing the pillow from your face. “The vampire is dead, I’m naked, and Dean is literally still balls deep inside of me!”

Dean smirked over his shoulder at his little brother, who’s face went red at the realization. “Wanna stay and watch?” Dean teased, and Sam was out the door in a blink of an eye.

“You’re such a jerk, Dean!” Sam’s voice muffled through the door.

“Aw, don’t be such a little bitch, Sammy!” He chuckled.

“Next time, lock the damn door!” Sam’s words were barely heard.

Dean chuckled as he brought his attention back to you. “Now… you up for round two?” He wiggled his brows.

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A/N: Remember, if you liked it, please reblog it so it can circulate :) I would also really appreciate the support. I also would love some feedback. Reading all you kind and encouraging words really is the best thing ever! Thank you!! xx

[deepwoundsandfadedscars]

May I please request an info dump about an OC of your choice? Ngl I’m super intrigued by the things I see you posting and I’m the nosy gay who wants to know moooooore 😁

Look what you’ve done, you’ve made me ramble 😂😂 were you aware when you sent this that you’d set off a 1,200 word monster of a post??  The only thing I considered but decided to leave out was gathering the links to the stories involving these characters that I have already posted (though if anyone is interested in that, I will absolutely do it, I don’t have a proper master post for these guys 👀)

But oh my god, I’ve never had someone request an info dump before, I don’t even know where to start! Well, I will fully admit it’s not a super developed world that these characters are in, I haven’t determined any specific overarching story that they all fit together in, I basically just made a little family who have made it good in not completely legal means who occasionally get caught up in fights with their antagonist duo who just won’t leave them alone.

(The rest is going under a read more cause it’s a lot haha)

Tyr is my first character, as in like. He was one of the first characters I wrote with when I was like ten, but he has changed a lot since then, his name, his appearance, even his background, basically everything about him except for his ability has changed. Maybe I should have just made Tyr a new character and kept the original one as is, but he just evolved so gradually and even if he’s nothing like he was almost (god, fml) 20 years ago, I still know it’s the same guy, so it doesn’t feel right to try to have both iterations as two separate characters coexisting in the same world. Maybe I’ll recycle bits of his past that aren’t relevant anymore and tack them onto another character, but I haven’t done any of that yet.

As he is now, Tyr is a black man with his long hair done in box braids that fall past his shoulders, 5’6”, and about 28 years old, with a heavy British accent. He’s protective of his friends and isn’t afraid to fight for any of them, no matter how short of time he’s known them, as long as they’ve given him reason to trust them. His ability is the power to manifest and control flames, which he doesn’t do often but is very adept at controlling it. 

Brennan is another character in the group, I came up with him about five or so years ago and he hasn’t gone through nearly as many changes as Tyr, but his name did change a couple years ago and I pinned down a couple other details around that time. Brennan is a pretty big human being at 6’5”, he towers almost a foot taller than Tyr with broad shoulders. In every way he throws a very intimidating silhouette, built like a rock and hard to knock over, but if one were to somehow pick him off the ground they would find him to be strangely lightweight.

And that is do to his ability, two huge black wings that he’s had since he was very young. Though he is a large person, his bones did not develop the same way an average humans would so that his wings can lift him. They are strong enough to carry him, he is a very skilled flyer with them, but they’re not strong enough to carry another person for very long, though he has managed to catch someone to slow their fall and at least get a little further away from danger. (I think I wrote this incident out but not sure if I ever finished it enough to post, but maybe I shall)

Brennan is white but tanned, short light brown hair and light blue eyes, 30, and uses he/him and they/them pronouns, which I do incorporate both of their pronoun options into my writing, it feels natural to me now when I'm writing and I hope it comes across clearly who is being referred to each time. Another important fact about Brennan is that they are non-verbal, they used to speak as a child but due to circumstances in their childhood that they haven’t divulged to the group just yet, they just eventually stopped speaking. Whether or not he is physically capable of saying anything, even he’s not sure, but he and everyone else in the group have grown comfortable enough with ASL that they can all communicate without speaking as well. 

And then there’s Kaipo! Or Kai for short, she is black/Polynesian, 26, 5’8” with thick curly afro hair. She has a bubbly personality and is really good with computers. She is unfortunately not the most detailed character I’ve ever made, I regret that I haven’t written as much with her, but in the fluffy musings I have about this little family, she is the one that drags everyone out of their bad moods and gets them to laugh through jokes and pranks. She is very much a meme master. Tyr and Brennan can both be heard groaning often at her terrible puns.

Trevor is a relatively new addition (I just went to look at the first thing I posted with him, it was two years ago already what the heck! It doesn’t feel like that long ago) Trevor is lean, 6’1”, white skinned with black hair and brown eyes. On his own, he is a normal human being, nothing unique about him to speak of aside from the fact that he will very much die early. I have not disclosed why, but he is terminal and would die within a matter of weeks. The only thing keeping him from an early demise is the mutual partnership he has forged with Algamoth, a lesser demon that Trevor unwittingly freed from captivity while saving himself. 

Trevor is around 28 years old, while Algamoth is not entirely sure how old he would be considered, but he has been on Earth for upwards of 1,200 years. He is able to exist without Trevor, though not in a very tangible way. Without being in a humans body he is not much more than a cloud or puddle that can fit in the palm of a hand. He is able to heal Trevor’s body, which makes their partnership beneficial to both; Algamoth is protected within Trevor’s body and Trevor gets to keep on living.

I started writing a blurb that would tie them in with the rest of the group, but have not finished it, I need to add it to my to-do list and post it haha

And then finally we have Michael. Everyone seemed to love Michael when I posted the first story that featured him, which that story was the result of a prompt from a Discord server I was on a few years ago. At the time I had no intention to mix him in with everyone else, but I think he would fit in pretty well. As you could probably tell from my ramblings last night, I’m not entirely sure which direction I want to take him, but I do have some thoughts on how to get him from where he is to where I want him to be and it does involve whump, but still pondering if I want that whump to reveal an ability he till now was not aware of. I have a vague idea of what he looks like but it’s not set in stone at all yet.

Other characters that have appeared in my writing are Malichi (Tyr’s boyfriend), Allison (the main antagonist), and Remy (Allison’s right hand). Another character that exists but has only appeared on page once is Promise, who is Kai’s girlfriend. That single story-ish thing with Promise only got one note lmao but tbf it wasn’t a full story, just a song inspired AU.

As of yet I don’t think I have any characters who are definitely straight, they’re all pretty queer in some way. Tyr and Brennan are both ace and panromantic, Kaipo is bisexual, Malichi and Promise are both gay, Algamoth is pansexual. I have not discovered yet what Michael and Trevor’s sexual or romantic orientations are nor pinned down what Allison and Remy are since they in general aren’t super fleshed out, though I have leaned towards them being girlfriends as well, but I’m not 100% convinced on that yet. 

AAHHH Wow, ok I didn’t expect for this to get so long, but I hope this was of interest! Typing this out and regathering info of these characters reminded me of a few WiPs that have never seen the light of day that I would like to finish some day, so hopefully this has given me the spark to do that.

[maiji]

Process and wip images for A House That Holds Long Limbs (Part 8)

Previous process and wip documentation: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Parts 6 and 7

Read the pages here: Part 8 (full complete version will be linked from YYH North Bound master post)

I personally love exploring character dynamics and character interaction! It's definitely what I tend to focus on in comics and stories. Plus you get to draw lots of closeups of people's faces and have a lot of fun with expressions. And that's what Part 8 is full of.

IN THIS EDITION, after the usual script and thumbnails, I'll take a bit of time to talk about expressions and characterization (my thoughts on Raizen and Hokushin specifically, but also some general thoughts on how I approach writing characters and character interactions). More details of some of the panels from part 8 so you can see the faces better!

Script and thumbnails

(If you look closely at the top of pg 2, you can see the page behind was where I started drawing my random dream sequence hahahah)

It’s always kind of funny to look back at the script and see my rushed typing (or texting on my phone, since I’m often doing this on mobile...) - odd typos and dangling/incomplete thoughts like ”my blodd” (lol).

Part 8 was one of the first sequences conceived in the development of this story. As a result, the script and the thumbnails both line up very closely to the final, because I’d already been thinking about it for so long and playing the scene out repeatedly in my head. I had a very concrete sense of how I wanted to direct it, unlike many of the action sequences from previous parts. The main areas I struggled with were historical details (the karaginu was originally labelled “tarp” in the script as a placeholder until I decided what it would be), and the biggest pagination change was probably moving Raizen’s “Maybe you just didn’t take enough off lol!” to the previous page so that Hokushin’s (literal) punchline would be at the beginning of the next.

Expressions

I have a huuuuge soft spot for subtle expressions - the kind where just a bit of extra line or texture around the eyes or the mouth, plus the dialogue or context of the scene, adds nuance to an expression. Especially ones that otherwise can read as relatively neutral. Even a very simple expression that’s just dots for eyes and straight lines for the upper/lower lids and eyebrows can have a lot of variation in how you interpret them, simply based on context and slight adjustments. Here are some examples with Raizen, where his face is super basic:

A: pretending nothing is wrong, calmly answering question

B: pleased with self for being smart - clearly a happer expression than A

C: similar to A, chillaxing and answering question

D: no big smiling mouth so he looks more like he’s focused on intensely sniffing the air

E: same as B basically, but a bigger smile of “everything’s fine!” (when you read the text)

F: extra thickness for his upper lid gives the sense that he’s in the middle of his casual sexy/chivalrous how ya doin’ expression

G: ... which changes in this panel to be more a realization (“oh shit I’m on fire”)

Actually, Raizen and Hokushin are both pretty difficult face types for me, being more “mature” looking male faces with stronger features/jawlines and narrower eyes. Hokushin especially has been challenging because his design has really low eyebrows which result in a default glare. Togashi still manages to make him fairly expressive and not look like he's glowering all the time. With my more limited art skill and lack of confidence, I tend to soften his expressions by really laying on the top line of his eye (this sounds like I'm putting mascara on him or something lmao), and also adjusting the size of his pupils (within reason or it starts to look even less like how I draw him normally, which is a big problem since his shaved head is a defining aspect of his series character design so he already looks pretty different). Here are some comparisons of his face - bearing in mind I had to keep his eyes wide open because of the seals in the story:   

A: crying/relief

B: this one here is supposed to be a bit miserable/self-loathing because he really didn’t think Raizen was going to look for him

C: shock, unexpected

D: thinking + “ugh plan B”

E: worried/apologetic and then “OOF/URK”

F and G: a progression to show the differences in rendering the eye. First is a bit angry because he’s realizing where all the blood for the seals came from, then he notices Raizen’s hands, and G is that example of softened expression (more lines on the top eye, larger pupil) to show how bad he feels about Raizen’s injury. 

One last thought on expressions. They can easily lose their nuance when inking (the slightest shift to a line can change the expression completely), and especially for someone like me who has unsteady hands it can be a bit of a nightmare. The nice thing about ballpoints is that they can retain a bit of the pencil sketch quality, which helped me freak out less when inking the last page with Hokushin’s glare. Here’s a comparison of the progress:

Though this particular expression isn’t that subtle, you can still see some differences as the drawing gets built up. When the pencil lines are gone and the drawing gets rendered in bw only, a lot of shading is lost. The messy lines can be interpreted more flexibly by your brain since they’re less defined and you haven’t “committed”, so the final version looks and feels less expressive. (This is why a lot of artists prefer their sketches to the finished piece, myself included...) Characterization This will get very specific to this comic, obviously, but hopefully my approach (and biases haha) will come through. With something like a fancomic, there are obviously existing expectations around the characters, but the benefit of working with these guys is that they’re not as prominent in the story or the fandom, so I feel more comfortable playing around and filling in the gaps. (This is probably why I like minor characters so much.)

In the case of Raizen and Hokushin, we know these two have a close relationship and history only through assumption and insinuation. We never see them interacting directly in the series at all. Actually, we don't see Raizen interact with anyone except Yusuke in non-flashback sequences (aside from the kudakusushi. In the anime, more scenes were added with his estranged friends, mostly their fond memories of him beating them up lmao). But it's very clear that they're extremely important to each other. Hokushin obviously speaks of his king in an exceedingly respectful fashion. Meanwhile, Hokushin is actually the last name Raizen says before he dies - his second last line, to Yusuke, is "Take care of Hokushin and the others" - or in my Taiwanese edition, "I leave Hokushin and the others to you". (Lol “the others”. Also I need to draw a comic about this at some point.) Despite this zero actual interaction, it's still extremely easy to imagine it because their characters are so clearly defined. In fact, they're both such consistent archetypes with enough particular quirks that they practically write themselves. So it wasn't difficult to extrapolate and imagine much younger versions of them, and how they may have interacted if they had only just met, which is the foundation of North Bound. Archetypes and stereotypes walk a fine line together, but they do serve as really useful building blocks for sketching characters quickly. This is why I really enjoy symbolic systems like astrology (or some of the the modern incarnations - personality assessment frameworks) because of all the character sketching it helps you do really quickly. Astrology in particular because, without even caring about birth dates or charts or whether astrology is "real" or not, the basic idea of a sign and its bucket of traits and symbols is simply a great resource when you want fleshed out character archetypes to build off of. I talked a bit about this in my Lenormand post, but I think of zodiac signs as one of the many games humans have developed in our attempts to categorize our world into recognizable patterns, and since we've been at it for thousands of years, there's a wealth of reference material, scenarios, analyses not only of the individual archetypes, but for all sorts of combinations and relationships. Some of it very well-thought out, and some of it just lots of fun to read. For my purposes, applying this to North Bound, Raizen is basically a Leo. He's dramatic, positive, powerful, passionate, a straight-shooter. Not only does he embody its main traits, he's literally a king (or eventually one in this story, I guess). And he even has a mane, for crying out loud. Meanwhile, Hokushin is a solid depiction of a quintessential Virgo - hardworking, practical, analytical, stoic, kind - and literally the loyal servant that typifies the Virgo paradigm. The Leo/Virgo duo is a classic partnership, and at the point where we meet them in the series, the relationship we can see has stabilized to exactly that. At the same time, there's tons of potential for a hilarious dynamic as well, especially imagining how they got to that point. (If you wanna have a laugh, look up some analyses of Leo and Virgo relationships and you'll see what I mean.) His freakouts next to Raizen's "hahhaa everything's fine!" carry most of the humour (similar to how his freakout at Yusuke's vandalism of the rurimaru stones carried a ton of the humour in that episode lol). Obviously there are other things that further finetune their characters so that they're more than bland cookie cutter personalities (Raizen's deep thinking about the future of the Demon World, for example, and Hokushin's sense of humour and appreciation/enjoyment of fighting), but in broad brushstrokes, these archetypes work incredibly well, and make it so easy to come up with scenarios and write interaction to the point that I'm now ridiculously behind in actually turning them into comics ahhhhh...

[talesofsymphoniac]

NOW YOU HAVE TO ANSWER ALL THE ODD ONES. TAKE THAT

JUST YOU FRICKIN’ WATCH ME

1. What was your first fic and could you stand to reread it today?

I think my first fics were Tales of Symphonia ones when I was 12 that I actually handwrote and still have because I collect all my notebooks like a packrat. I like rereading them from time to time– some parts are cringey, of course, but there are other ones that I just LOVE.There was also a Dawn of the New World sequel with, like, my own OCs and everything that I spent a whole summer on. That one I DID throw away because I expected it to end up cringey. And yeah, from what I remember it was (fight scenes are HARD, okay?) but also I really wish I could reread it. Now all I have are my memories…

5. Is there any fic that makes you super happy to reread and remember you wrote that?

Click Away is my baby and I’ll never stop being proud of it, sorry :P Any of my longfics, really.

7. What’s the fic you most want to continue (unfinished or no)?

Hm, well I just finished my latest WIP, so I have nothing actively in progress right now… I have a few sequel ideas for Click Away still kicking around that I’d like to get to eventually, though!

11. Have you ever written a fic for a concept you know someone else has done before? How did it impact your writing process or feelings after posting?

One of the advantages of writing in small fandoms is there’s a good chance that your idea hasn’t been done before, I’ve found. I mean, Tales of Zestiria has a few hundred works, but in general when I’ve been excited to write fics it’s usually because it’s a concept I haven’t seen explored as much. I mean, I guess modern AUs had been done before with Click Away, but I’d never seen an Online AU, for instance. Usually there’s some sort of twist or key point in my fics hat makes it so I don’t compare my writing to others, at least not much.

Then there’s the Death Gate fandom, which I do tend to be harsh on myself with just because there’s really one main author there who is really good and I always worry about how my stuff will “measure up” next to that, or knowing the exact individuals who will be reading, but that’s less about a specific concept and more about writing for that fandom in general, haha.

13. What’s the biggest change between your style when you started in fandom and today?

I haven’t been writing stuff with the intent to post it for very long, sooooo. I am more likely to try to write AUs now, as opposed to canon stuff (I still very much prefer writing canon-based stuff, though :P)

15. Have you ever purposefully written one fandom/fic idea over another because you knew it’d be more popular?

Nope, haha. My motivation is already so spotty that if something excites me enough to write it, I just go for it. And that almost never happens with two different ideas at the same time.

17. In your opinion, what’s your most overrated fic?

Treading Water, my Sormik lifeguard AU. It has my third-highest kudos on AO3 and while I like it well enough, it’s never been one of my favorites, personally!

19. If you had to pick one fic/scene/chapter of your work to describe your entire portfolio to a stranger, which would you pick?

That’s really hard??? I guess something introspective, probably, with strong relationships and themes? Possibly Polarity from To draw on all its omnipotence, though it’s a little bit too angsty to really describe my “portfolio.” It would need to be way more fluffy. Maybe something more like Fate Slides Into Freedom from the same. Or maybe The Truth Comes Out from A Click Away? Or Light from The Unspoken Bond? Idk, man.

21. If someone starts kudosing and commenting your fics in a spree and has a few works of their own, would you go look through theirs?

a;sldkfjaf I’m a really bad person and I almost never check that kind of thing, I’m so sorry

25. What constructive criticism, however well-meaning, always makes you feel bad when you see it in a review?

I don’t really get much in the way of constructive criticism (and that says nothing about me as an author, but more how fandom in general is trained not to critique fanworks unless the author asks for it). I did get a critical review in my first try writing Unspoken Bond which echoed stuff I’d already been thinking (basically that I could afford to bounce around the timeline a lot more in that fic, since it covered a lot of canon elements) and inspired me to give it another go in a different way, which I’ll always be grateful for even though I’ll also always wish it hadn’t taken someone else pointing it out anonymously for me to change things around, you know?

29. Does the division of your writing across fandoms line up with your reading? What’s the biggest discrepancy?

I read (or read, past tense) a lot of Yuri on Ice fic, but somehow I never wanted to write for it very much. I did a few script things, but for the most part the anime gave me a lot of what I wanted to see, so there was less of a desire on my part to fill the gaps. But I love reading other people’s interpretations!

That’s a pretty significant exception, though. In general, writing and reading usually matches up pretty well!

31. Who’s the one character you’ve just never managed to get perfectly right?

I always feel weird trying to write Dezel and Zaveid. It’s why they always have such small parts if they’re even in my fics. I have to say, though, I actually did enjoy Dezel more than I thought I would in Click Away (he still had a really small role, though)

33. Is there any particular character whose scenes always wind up being longer/more frequent than you expected? Does the quality hold up?

MARIT. Granted, this was only for To draw on all its omnipotence, since that’s the only one that’s really let me delve into her brain so far, but I didn’t expect her to have as much to say as she did. The thing about Marit is she only becomes a main character in the last two books out of seven in Death Gate, so there’s a lot of room to talk about her that just didn’t happen in those two books. I expected her to be hard to write for that reason, but instead it was really fun to get to flesh her out a bit more! And I really think the whole fic was better for it!

35. Have you ever written a ship into a fic without meaning to?

There was a little more Zaveid/Lailah flirting in Treading Water than I intended, but I lowkey ship that, so it wasn’t like I minded, haha. Other than that… I don’t think so?

37. Have you ever purposefully bashed a character/ship in a fic?

*cough* Salt and Sugar *cough* Statement released by Mikleo, 200 years after Sorey’s sleep began *cough cough*

39. Do you consider yourself to have a readership?

Maybe a little one in the Zesti/Sormik crowd!

41. If you cross-post your fics on multiple sites, do you have a favorite? Are there certain fics you would only post on certain site?

I don’t cross-post fics, except sometimes to Tumblr. AO3 is vastly preferred. (I used to read from ff.net when that was more popular but never wanted to post anything there)

43. How many views has your least popular fic gotten?

Going by kudos: What is Love? and What are Friends For? both have 5 kudos and 40 and 77 hits, respectively. Going by hits, A Soft Epilogue has 38 views (but 8 kudos).

45. If you had to call yourself an author of a single genre (besides fanfic) what label would you give yourself?

Well, I use the tag “Fluff” a lot, so there’s that. Fluff, family, friendships, relationships, that sort of thing.

47. If someone you know in real life who isn’t involved in fandoms asked to read your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you recommend they read first?

Hmmm, it would definitely depend on the person, but if I trusted them enough to show them something I might have them read Wedding Bells, actually. Just because it’s pretty innocent, gets into some pretty interesting points about the Purple Prose AU, and doesn’t require a ton of context.

49. Has anyone in your life ever read your fanfic just because you wrote it?

@neodiji was really unbelievably sweet the other day and left a comment on To draw on all its omnipotence, so that counts!