I was tagged by @demolitionwoman-blog for my favorite fics I've written!
Tagging @denizbevan @ferventrabbit @internerdionality @snowballschanceinahandcart and anyone who feels like it.
...I am not sure if there is a maximum? But also I am nearly at 294 fics and uh no one look at my fanfiction.net account.
Anyway, I am choosing a favorite fic from the five fandoms I've written the most for!
British Comedian RPF - Secret Agents, written back in 2010. It is my favourite for reasons that are explained in the author notes :). Note that this fic is archivelocked. As you can see in the author notes, the fic did not start out archivelocked.
Horrible Histories - And The Night Mare Ride On, written back in 2011, but I only published it on AO3 in 2017. It's King Charles II/Sotherby featuring Charles having nightmares about Oliver Cromwell and lots of emotional whump before the comfort part of hurt/comfort kicks in.
Take That RPF - Teaching Epicurus And Other Adventures In Roleplay, written in 2012 for the LJ community and @snowballschanceinahandcart, and published it on AO3 in 2014. It's a Gary/Howard/Jason threeway in which they try (and fail and eventually succeed) to do sexy roleplay. Note that this fic is archivelocked.
Top Gear UK RPF - This one was tricky, okay, because how do I narrow it down? Do I go with the fic where Clarkson is in abusive relationship with his Ford GT? An OT3 fic? One in which Top Gear Dog has a big role? A fic where The Stig Did It? I've gone with Search For A Perfect Threesome which I put on AO3 in 2008 but I presumably wrote earlier for the LJ community. This fic has a plot I used several times in Top Gear fic, which is 'Clarkson has a terrible seduction scheme, puts it into action, and somehow it works'. Note that this fic is archivelocked.
Our Flag Means Death - If you ask me tomorrow it'll be a different one but I've gone with Husbandly Duties because a) it has Ed and Stede being ridiculous, b) Stede crossdressing for a fuckery, c) some silliness from the crew and d) smut.
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Moments: James' Societal Debut
Moments masterpost
Pairings: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader (background), James Darby x OC (beginnings)
Summary: Viscount James Darby is twenty-two years old and entering society for the first time. The problem is, does he really want a wife?
Warnings: none... just fluff
Word Count: 1.0k
Author’s Note: When Moments Epilogue 1 refuses to be finished, my mind moves elsewhere in the Moments-verse. This idea wouldn't leave my head after a few sentences of chat with the wonderful @chaoticcalzoneranchsports. So here, enjoy a little sneak peak into the future of Viscount James Darby. Also, fear not, this spoils nothing of upcoming Epilogues 1 or 2. <3
Viscount James Darby sets tongues wagging as soon as he lands on the London social scene. It’s the spring of 1836, and a twenty-two-year-old James enters the annual Sotherby Ball, heads almost snapping.
Tall, handsome, intelligent and, most importantly to many mamas, titled and extremely rich—he instantly draws a crowd. The season's most eligible bachelor, indeed.
Some older members of the Ton can also be seen whispering behind their hands. Gossip-mongers speculate how the son of the late John Darby can look so very much the spitting image of his step-father, Mr Benedict Bridgerton. Still, in the cutthroat marriage mart, there will always be rumours swirling about the most eligible men, often started by the parents of their rivals.
“Mother, must we do this?” James grumbles, eyes pinging around the room, assessing everyone with trepidation.
“Yes darling, we must. You have to join society at some point; it might as well be now,” you respond, politely nodding at passing acquaintances.
“Father, you didn’t have to partake in this farce, did you?” He looks over your head at Benedict, standing at the same height.
“No, son, I did not,” he admits, “I met your wonderful mother here at a party actually. A very fun artistic party,” he looks wistful in his recollection, smoothing a hand over his slightly greying temple.
“Well, why can’t I do that? That sounds a darn sight more entertaining than whatever this is,” James opines with disdain.
“Because, James, he was untitled,” you sigh. “As Viscount, sadly, you must be more… particular… in your choice of wife.”
“But he met you, and you are the very picture of grace and elegance,” James fawns.
“Son, attempted flattery will not get you out of this. Still, that charm will take you far,” you concede, picking an imagined piece of lint from his lapel.
He pulls an exasperated face that makes you laugh.
“Now go,” you shoo him, “dance, enjoy, and meet some people. I’m not asking you to get married tomorrow, not even this year. Just, see who is out there.”
He sighs heavily but acquiesces to your request out of love more than duty.
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For James, the crux of the problem is not the marriage mart as a ritual; it’s who it involves. Try as he might, given the expectations for a titled man to continue his lineage, James Darby cannot picture himself settling down and having a traditional family. He suspects his father already knows, his mother perhaps less so.
James glances back to see them whispering, arms entwined, heads together, as if in the first flush of love rather than approaching their seventeenth wedding anniversary. Part of him longs to find such a connection for himself, but a larger portion of him suspects he won’t. At least not in a way that society deems acceptable or continues the Darby name.
He takes a deep breath and allows the approach of various mamas, signing dance cards and feigning interest in the various young ladies thrust in front of him.
It’s when he joins the dancefloor for his very first dance that he knows he is in trouble. He catches the glance of the person standing next to him, and time freezes. Gentle hazel eyes and almost cherubic curls frame quite the most beautiful face he has ever seen. He barely notices the girl opposite him, the one he is supposed to be dancing with, even as the music starts.
“My lord?” The girl questions, and James has to physically shake his head to bring himself out of the reverie.
“My apologies Miss,” he rumbles, “this is my first dance, and I fear I am already rusty.” He turns on the smile he sees his father use and watches as the girl almost physically melts, her eyes dilating, her breath quickening. How easy it is to charm a young lady, he thinks to himself, almost disappointed in the lack of challenge.
There is a laugh to his right. “I can’t believe that actually worked,” the beauty opines, voice laced with amusement.
Before James can retort, the dance takes them in different directions. But still, he watches out of the corner of his eye. Occasionally their gazes meet, and he feels something akin to a fire in his belly. The girl he is dancing with barely registers in his regard.
As the music ends, he excuses himself and follows the retreating figure of the enigma who only spoke a handful of words to him.
He finds himself on a torch-lit terrace with a slight breeze in the air.
“I suspect this is not your scene. Would that be accurate?” A cool voice catches him, holding out a cigarette case in a gloved hand.
James smiles. “That would certainly not be inaccurate,” he replies, taking the offer and leaning in to catch a light, his breath catching as he does.
“Hmm, very much the same, Viscount Darby.”
“How do you know who I am?” James queries, giving a sideways glance to his new companion as he exhales a cloud of smoke, the tobacco calming his nerves.
“Your reputation precedes you, my lord,” the smooth voice teases.
“Well then, I should have your name; 'tis only fair,” James opines, surprised at the low, almost flirtatious register his voice takes.
The pretty face morphs into a smirk. “Granville,” comes the reply, “David Granville.”
“Well, it is most definitely a pleasure to meet you. And call me James.”
“Likewise, James, likewise.” There is a pause as David looks up at the stars, “Tell me, do you paint?”
James’ heart races. “I most certainly do,” he responds, trying to disguise just how breathy he feels.
“Mmm, same. I do believe this could be the start of a beautiful… friendship,” David replies, his hazel eyes dancing.
And right at that moment, James knows his life will never be the same again.
Author’s Note: David Granville is Sir Henry Granville’s nephew :-)
Benedict taglist: @makaylan @foreverlonginguniverse @iboopedyournose @wysteria-clad @colettebronte @aintnuthinbutahounddog @severewobblerlightdragon @margofiore @writergirl-2001 @heeyyyou @enichole445 @enchantedbytomandhenry @ambitionspassionscoffee @chaoticcalzoneranchsports @nikaprincessofkattegat
Moments only taglist: @queenofshinigamis @khaleesjj @starslibrary @magical-spit @honeylovemoon @justwant2read8421
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Here's a summary of the Reverse: 1999 CN anniversary livestream!
Note that these details are all that I can remember + some of them might be misleading, so let me know if I got any details wrong ^^
Let's begin, guys!
As obvious, this Patch is a CN Server thing. I predict that this patch will be announced by October 26. This is Chapter 7 of the Main Story.
NEW ARCANISTS
Lucy: Intellect 6*; limited character as far as I know.
Kakania: Plant 6*; one of the characters who appeared in 1.7/Chapter 6.
Semmelweis: Mineral 6*; LOOK AT HER MY NEW WI–
Lorelei: Star 5*. SHE'S SO CUTE WHATSVEHSSHEJEJEJJEHEEB– /lh
OTHERS
New Garments for the following characters:
Voyager
Regulus; she has new animations when using her during battle and in the Wilderness FYI 🥰
Mesmer Jr.
Jessica
Desert Flannel
Sonetto; this might be a Free/I2 Garment for her.
Other info regarding the patch:
Matilda Portrays (?); I'm not sure whether that's actually announced, but I'm sure we're getting Matilda Portrays soon!
Crazy rewards like Picrasma Candies, Unilogs, and Clear Drops!
Free 6*! That's gonna be for Semmelweis :D
Bkornblume, Sotherby, X, Matilda, Pickles, and Tennant Garment reruns!
New difficulty and tuning on Main Story stages!
Something that has to do with Resonance... I don't know, Mandarin isn't my first language.
Assist Slots for battle stages! (probably for UTTU)
Side Story Archives! (this is literally Arknights lmfao)
Jukebox to play music on in the main menu!
A new banner named "Promise of the Water"... what's that?! Like the banners from Arknights?!
New Three Doors gameplay! (NOOOO THAT MINIGAME WAS A PAIN IN THE ASS FOR ME)
Wilderness interactions?! Hold up.
A Reverse: 1999 exhibit... IN CHINA?! I CAN'T WITH THIS. I'M GONNA HAVE TO GO TO CHINA IF I WANNA SEE THE EXHIBIT 😦
Pizza Hut + Lawson collab?! CRAZY 😦😭
Crazy merch... a LOT OF THEM.
At this point, Reverse: 1999 has became the next Arknights. This is crazy stuff CN Server players are eating right now.
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