#taking flight (my writing)

[theloveinc]

I also like the idea of Bakugo coming home from a long, overseas mission only for you to be surprised when you meet him at the airport cuz he’s twice as beefy and four times more scary looking.

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

Danny regrets every decision he had ever made to lead up to this moment.

“Why the fuck did you bite me?!! Jesus fuck!”

“Oh god it’s seared onto my tongue- why why- when was the last time you bathed?!?”

“Aye fuck you! I didn’t ask for you to bite me in my own house! Why does it fucking BURN?!!??”

Danny gagged as he tried to scrape at his tongue with his nails.

Jason’s head was filling with fog with only the searing pain of his arm seeming to cut through.

The door slammed open as Tim made his entrance.

“Hey Danny everything alright? I heard- what the…”

“I think I’d really rather just drink from the Gotham bay-“

[fulcrvm]

I am thinking thoughts about airports and flying again. And Dreamling, of course.

So. Human AU. History professor Hob has to fly around a lot for work, perhaps for conferences or smth of the sort so it's always to a small handful of the same nearby cities. He's pretty neutral on the idea of flying in general, though he wishes it was a bit more environmentally friendly, but Hob is a sucker for a nice airport and especially a nice airport lounge during layovers or before boarding.

Hob has begun to frequent a small local airline (White Horse Air, the logo is a coat of arms with a little pegasus, wyvern, and hippogriff on it, haha) when traveling because he likes their service (they've never lost his bags, not even once!) and their flights are never fully booked, which makes them quieter and easier for hob's chronic pains. He always picks seats with no one next to him so he can sprawl out and so it's easier on his knees.

Until, one day, he boards the little plane and there's someone in the seat next to his. Hob's sure that when he booked his seat, the other one was empty. Oh well, whatever, Hob's not going to bother the other man already sitting there for one flight— he'll just have to be a little more mindful booking next time. Hob shuffles into the seat, and notices that the stranger sat beside him is reading Sir Thomas Malory's Le Morte d'Arthur! Hob gets excited because! That's a William Caxton publication! And Hob has so much to say about Caxton! He turns to the stranger to strike up conversation about it and... is immediately lost at how pretty the stranger is. Handsome, gorgeous, yes of course, but pretty, with the shell pink lips and focused blue eyes and slight frown at the book in his hands. Hob picks up his metaphorical jaw off the metaphorical ground and strikes up conversation with the stranger. Though the other man starts off apprehensive, somehow the two hours of flying fly by and the two of them end up talking about all sorts of art, history, and everything in between. Hob learns that the stranger works in publishing, thus his interest in Caxton.

Their flight lands, and the two of them disembark at the gate, still attempting to continue their conversation while Hob tries to wrangle his carry-on bags. (The Stranger only has a small laptop bag on one shoulder and a suit jacket folded over his other arm with him.) Then Hob has to check the time and begrudgingly says that he should probably head towards his next gate soon— this is just a layover after all. The Stranger looks ever so slightly disappointed and admits that this is his actual destination and he needs to meet his sister soon. They part ways, and Hob tries to dwell on the strange warmth in his chest. He thinks about the Stranger for his entire work trip afterwards.

This, somehow, happens a couple times. Turns out they both frequent White Horse Air, and though they're never in booked seats next to each other again, the flights are always empty enough that they can shift to sit next to each other once the plane's in the air. They chat the flight away, and then part ways once they disembark, with the Stranger headed to the baggage claim and Hob to his next flight. One time, the Stranger even requests the hostess to bring out a special bottle of Chateau Lafitte 1828 just for the two of them to share. Hob's in awe. He really enjoys their conversations, it's nice to be able to talk about his interests in a non-academia environment. The Stranger always has the most intriguing and eye-opening perspectives on everything, too. It doesn't really help that Hob thinks... maybe he's developing a tiny, teeny, really inconsequential really crush on his Stranger. He's not in grade school anymore, how does he feel like this about someone he doesn't even know the name of yet!

This all comes to a head when Hob mentions to the Stranger that his layover is a bit longer than it usually is, and if the Stranger is in no rush, they can continue their conversation in one of the airport's lounges. White Horse Air is a bit too small an airline to have their own lounge, but Hob's collected enough miles to get into one of the other airline lounges and is fully willing to pay to get in one if it means more time with his Stranger.

The Stranger is extremely enthusiastic about the idea— which shows up physically as a subtle, coy upturning at the corner of his mouth and a little sparkle in his eye. (Hob feels proud that he can read this reaction so well.) He's so enthusiastic, in fact, that the Stranger offers to get them both into a first-class lounge. Hob doesn't even pretend to hesitate to say yes.

Let's just say they get to the lounge, split some cheese and wine, and the proceed to get even more enthusiastic with each other in a private room. Hob's lucky he brought a change of clothes in his carry-on. (Maybe Hob's not so lucky and can't sit comfortably during his next three-hour flight.)

Hob gets a bit emotional when he has to leave for his next flight (already missing being able to hold his Stranger's face so gently, being able to card his fingers through his soft, smokey hair) and gets his guts together to ask if the Stranger wants to exchange phone numbers or something, so they can be in contact more regularly. Perhaps even, meet on purpose maybe? The Stranger smiles and kisses him lightly on the cheek when he slips a business card into Hob's hand.

Hob's so caught up in it all that he doesn't check the business card until he's fully boarded and sat on his next flight. And he gawks.

Morpheus Aion The Dreaming Publishing House

As in, one of White Horse Air's biggest shareholders? Aion, as in, probably the sibling of Teleute Aion? As in, Teleute Aion, the CEO of White Horse Air?! Hob almost passes out.

In the end, Morpheus and Hob laugh it out. Morpheus promises he never abused his sibling privileges to invade Hob's privacy, but used the sibling perks to frequent White Horse Air flights a little more than he even needed to just for the chance to see Hob again. They're both happy to not need to keep flying just for that chance anymore, haha. Idiots in love! Turns out, while Teleute lives where Hob keeps having his layovers, Morpheus and Hob actually live just a few hours driving from each other from their shared initial departure location. It all works out perfectly, and Morpheus self-restraint from inviting Hob to move in (so they don't have to keep travelling to see each other, no matter how small) lasts not even a year after they officially start dating. Hob doesn't even pretend to hesitate to say yes :)

(Years down the line, much after they're married, Hob finally has enough miles to get them back into those first-class lounges to have more fun. It's all very lovely.)

[madtotry]

thinking of you, with my head underwater one. — two. — three. — coming soon.

hiccup haddock x reader

a/n. featuring toothless. gn reader. reader's dragon is one i created/came up with myself, youre welcome to ask about it! i plan for this to be a series - and to reveal more soon (if you have any questions/confusions about the plot youre welcome to pop into my inbox with those too) let me know if you want to be added to a taglist for my writing/this series

it hadn't been easy to get you to simply let hiccup look at your dragon — elsa — from afar without panicking, let alone convince you to go on a short flight with him.

so now, as you glide just above the surface of the sea, your gaze remains ahead; keeping an eye on elsa beneath you, and hiccup to your side, in your peripheral vision.

he hasn't said too much, and he probably means it as some sort of polite courtesy in an attempt to not overwhelm you, but it only serves to heighten your nerves at the possibility of him just waiting for the right time to attack you and steal elsa.

"what's her firepower?" he finally asks, at a volume that you think might have been in an attempt not to scare you, but is almost so quiet it gets whipped away even in the calm breeze.

you query a, "what?" in confusion, but he reads it as you not hearing him properly.

"firepower," he repeats kindly, and leans down to mutter something to his dragon, "like this."

a moment later, toothless opens his mouth — causing elsa to twitch just an inch away anxiously — and shoots a blast out of his mouth that flies ahead and disperses in a purple burst a few seconds after.

you tense once you understand, having never seen elsa do anything like that, let alone even just the normal fire you've caught other dragons spurting.

hiccup however, notices your sudden — extra — uneasiness, and doesn't pick up on the real reason.

"you don't have to tell me," he tries to catch your eye with a comforting smile, "i'm just asking because i've never seen a dragon like yours before."

you try to cooperate, "neither have i."

hiccup's head already spins with new questions, but goes easy on you with a simple, "could you tell me about her?" that he hopes is open-ended enough that you don't feel pressured.

elsa lets out a low, quiet, murmur that only you catch that tells you she's just as uncertain as yourself.

you don't know how he keeps being so patient and perceptive, but hiccup notices both you and your dragons' hesitance yet again, and speaks.

with a smile, he says, "this is how he got his name," nodding to toothless, who turns to look in your direction with a grin, mouth wide as he retracts his teeth and extends them back out a moment later proudly.

you can't help but feel the slightest upturn of your lips at toothless's pure joy, and a small hum from elsa and a ruffle of her wings tells you she feels the same; though appears to be better at hiding it than yourself.

"cool, right?" hiccup smiles back at you.

"i can show you more, this guy's full of secrets," he scratches a little crook in toothless's neck, who purrs happily at the affection, "aren't you!"

it slips out in a moment of comfort that you don't entirely hate, when you finally say, "she floats."

it takes a second for you to realise what you've said, and another to notice how nonsensical it sounds. but hiccup's reaction doesn't reflect this, if anything the sparkle in his eyes is just that little bit brighter - like he knows he's making progress. and his smile has not once faltered, but it has grown just a bit softer, perhaps more genuine?

he leaves room for you to elaborate, so when you don't — whether that be from the high-tide of anxiety splashing at your chest, or inexplicable embarrassment — he says:

"could you show us?"

elsa's sudden jolt away is unmistakable, and it doesn't take even a breath for you to tune into her uneasiness, and to tense yourself.

your head shakes without you realising, and all you can muster is a quick mumbled, "sorry," before elsa flies the two of you away; hopefully to somewhere you two are familiar with, somewhere safe.

you don't catch the way both his and toothless's expressions fall as you exit, nor the way he still politely stays where he was an makes no effort to chase after you - lest he scare you or elsa any further. he simply watches with a hint of sadness, and hopes you will be around the next time he flies through here.

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flight rising lorestuffs

[stevethehairington]

really fucking sick and tired of people who really fucking love the eddie book jumping on people who don't like or are even remotely critical of it's posts and like crusading their opinions around from the top of their high horses and shoving it down our throats.

if you like the book, great! that's awesome! love that for you! i am genuinely glad that you were able to find good in it and enjoy it!!

but not everyone did, and not everyone is going to agree with you. so, instead of going on some grand crusade where you find every single post that includes anything even remotely negative or negative adjacent or even neutrally critical and spending ALL this time and effort trying to provide unwanted rebuttals to every single thing, maybe you should just stay in your lane and find people who DO like the book and chat about it with them.

because i can PROMISE YOU, none of us appreciate it when you come onto our posts and start accusing us of "hating on" the author or "being rude" about her and her work and RIDICULOUS shit like that.

being critical of something and pointing out it's flaws is NOT inherently hating on it. i, frankly, do not know where people got that notion, but it's not fucking true so can we fucking quit assuming it is? and, critiquing something is also NOT the same as saying this is shit and it sucks and the author is a piece of garbage. again, where the fuck that came from is beyond me. you can be critical of something and still enjoy it. as soooo many of you love to point out, it's not perfect, why should it be perfect? so D U H. of course that means criticism can and should arise???

also. hot take (by which i mean ice fucking cold because it's NOT a fucking hot take), but going around toting FALSE facts as part of your "defense" does not make you or your argument look good. you, like the author, should maybe do a basic fact check first. 🙃

tldr, if you like the book, that's genuinely great, but stay in your fucking lane and stop seeking out posts from people who didn't like it to start shit in the notes.

[doveotion]

genuinely didn't think I'd make it to 18 let alone 22 so now I'm looking around like..... Now What

[iowriteswords]

Writing Update

When Pinioned Birds Take Flight: currently at 105k words, not particularly close to being done yet. My longest story by far, original or fanfic.

When the War Ends: currently at 66k words. Estimating I’ll finish around 90k. This will be my third novel, and the first that isn’t a fairy tale retelling. It’s about a princess who gets kidnapped because of drama with her ex, and teams up with her kidnapper to end a war.

Untitled Beauty and the Beast retelling: currently at 20k words. I suspect it will eventually be novel-length, and thus my fourth novel, but I’ll probably be sharing it serially, first. I’m not exactly writing in order, so I’ll probably start sharing serially once I have 20k consecutive words starting from the beginning. An often-forgotten detail of the original story is that the Beast is cursed as punishment for rejecting the sexual advances of his mother-figure, and one of the main things I want to do with this story is actually deal with how traumatized this dude must be after all that. I badly need a title.

Take Off Your Happy Face: currently at 10k, probably won’t get much farther until I finish Pinioned and When the War Ends. Fanfic about Tim and Harley, after Bruce and the Joker are dead. Was meant to be a brief flashback scene for Flightless Birds, but now it’s a whole separate story.

Ozma: The Boy Queen: currently at 18k. A little boy named Tip gets turned into a little girl and made queen. Tip did not want either of these things, but no one cares what Tip wants. (Life gets weird. They fight a Nome. They meet a lady with 30 heads. The guy who murdered Tip’s dad shows up and moves in.) Based on books 2-6 of L Frank Baum’s Oz series. Those first 18k are on AO3, though they’ll go through a few more rounds of editing before I do anything else with them.

[front-facing-pokemon]

[bumpscosity]

shifted some dragons around and this my new total of completed vs not completed bios 😀

[soccerpunching]

INAGO PLOT SPOILERS!

you see, the thing about gouenji saying he only allowed taiyou to participate in the match because he reminds him of ichinose is that ichinose's relationship with soccer and how much he's willing to break his body to play is that it pales in comparison to whatever the fuck gouenji was willing to do for soccer and the children who need it. example below:

no mentally adjusted person would ever think of sacrificing their mind, body, dreams, all of their possessions, everything that makes them happy, free fucking will, and their IDENTITY for a sport!!! knowing his personality, he would follow up on this until it kills him. this is insane and something a 24-year-old should not be doing!!

Disclaimer: I am not in anyway saying that what he did here is more noble or more meaningful than what ichinose or taiyou did but what i'm saying is that he unintentionally used ichinose as a reason for his actions when he probably would have allowed it even if he never met ichinose. this is proof that he's still unaware of his own toxic ties with soccer as he genuinely thinks that both ichinose and taiyou were noble for risking the destruction of their bodies just to be able to play one last game

[essektheylyss]

Tell me about a darling you've had to kill from a WIP (if any) :3

Oooooo. Hmm. Hrmmm. I'm trying to think of anything I've fully killed.

Overall I've mostly added things to my current wips, or I'm not far enough into them to have killed anything. I did recently aggressively overhaul my absolute oldest wip which was interesting, but also, I did decide what I wanted to maintain and built a world around what would facilitate those things, which were essentially like... a subset of immortals, a fairly mundane elemental magic system, the most unhinged sibling dynamics to exist, and gladiator fights to the death. I DID manage to also keep the dragons, which is great, though I am trying to figure out if I can include unicorns as a concept, but I don't think it'll happen, which is admittedly very sad. 😔

On a more specific level, in the book I need to keep editing I did write multiple iterations of evil wizard spin the bottle, and ended up deciding that it didn't really support what I was going for, which I was sad about because subjecting my wizards to that was so funny for me.

[madtotry]

and if i could let it ride i'd take my time and free my mind one. — two. — three. — coming soon.

hiccup haddock x reader

a/n. gn reader. theres one mention that implies reader believes in gods. we're pretending night furys aren't quite as fast as they are in canon/or you can imagine elsa is just somehow even faster if you want. unlike the past chapters, this one ends abruptly because part 4 will be set immediately after this ★ 1.7k

the air tastes like freedom, and with the way elsa pierces through the wind with more enthusiasm than you've seen since last winter, you know she feels that same magic.

depending on where you go, the air is always crisp and biting, but it isn't always new. there's a time of year where something beautiful lays to rest her weary head until next year, leaving way for something magical to rise in her wake. it's the feeling of knowing the snow is fresh and the world is stopping just for a special moment, to say, "look at this, look at me, look at everything i can do." and you thank the gods every year, that you have lived to see another one of these seasons.

your arms whip up to feel the cold air run through your skin as elsa whips through just above the surface of the ocean, playfully dropping a wing to spray water up at you.

you laugh brightly, tilting your head up to gaze at the clouds racing by, and it takes everything in you to not fall and lay down on elsa's back — the idea in theory representing a perfect pastime, but in reality the one thing that could ruin your mood right now would absolutely be taking an unforeseen dip into the freezing sea lest you slip.

your eyes shut for a moment as you just sit like this, balling your hands into fits before thrusting them in the air excitedly and leaning down on your chest to rest your head atop elsa's.

she chirps at you in greeting, and flies a little further up from the sea to spare you from being splashed.

"i feel so alive," you whisper to her, a tradition at this point; ever since the first time the two of you flew through a day just like this, and you'd declared you'd never felt so alive to her. the sentiment still reigns true every year, and elsa always agrees.

on days like these, you're reminded just how fast she can fly and for just how long she never seems to tire — especially if she's close to the sea.

you don't know for sure how long you've been out here, but you near the island you've met hiccup halfway on in the past up ahead, and feel the same sensation you do when anticipating a new season as you approach it.

"what do you think?" you mutter to your dragon, and she's already dipping to graze the cold water of the ocean to fly just above the surface, circling the island.

the season is absolutely — at the very least partially — to blame for your boldness in going as far as to seek out someone you are usually terrified of looking your way. the world feels safer at times like these, and you almost feel as though you can be yourself, as though you could act like a normal friend.

elsa makes it halfway around the island before you spot hiccup and toothless flying past it, and you find yourself overcome with the urge to yell out jovially to get their attention.

however you bite your tongue, already seeing elsa's own bold plan of sneaking up on them unfolding, and you find you like her idea much more — it feels more like you.

"shhh," you playfully whisper to your already deadly silent dragon, as she glides just far enough behind and below them that she's gone completely undetected.

you have to hold a hand to your mouth to contain a giggle as she slowly rises; still completely unseen.

they finally notice you at the exact same time, both with an identical whip of their heads to your direction.

your hand falls back to hold onto elsa and the other raises to wave, leaving your wide grin on show as hiccup's brief distress at a possible threat becomes his own bright smile.

"you!" he exclaims, like he wants to say a proper greeting but the pleasant surprise caught him off-guard.

"me!" you reply so easily, talking freely having never felt so natural.

"i didn't think you'd be here," he says.

you shrug happily, "i'm always here," referring more to being in the sky this time of year than just the small island.

beneath you, elsa and toothless seem to have been staring at each other this whole time, not in any aggression, but you see toothless's eyes and recognise the glint of competition in them from elsa's own.

hiccup picks up on this a moment later after quietly asking his dragon, "what's going on, bud?" and spares a glance to see you almost smirking with both hands securing themselves on elsa.

in the blink of an eye, the unspoken race begins, and elsa is surging forward and swiftly surpassing toothless, dipping almost imperceptibly closer to the surface of the ocean, knowing she's even faster the closer she gets.

your hearing is enveloped by the strong wind racing past, but a quick cheer from hiccup breaks through the noise as toothless flies past you, now ahead of elsa by a significant distance.

this doesn't discourage her though, and if anything it draws your dragon to grow even more determined, flapping her wings with a vibrating strength followed by bringing them close to her body. you lean down as flat against her as you can, holding on tight as her now tearing through the air like an arrow makes you feel like you could be flung off at a single wrong move.

(you'd laugh at the memory if the wind in your face wouldn't whip your breath away, knowing full well you have been hurled off her back after not being fully prepare for just this.)

she reaches toothless, and flies just a bit further past him when she unfurls her wings to do the heavy lifting once more.

your eye catches hiccup's own mirthful ones and you can tell it's only a matter of time before he pulls a trick out of his sleeve to get ahead again.

you have to crane your head slightly to get a good look at them as elsa gains a lead, and frown when you notice them slowing down ever so slightly as hiccup's hand runs down the back of toothless's neck.

"they're up to something," you whisper to elsa as you try to keep a watchful eye on your competition, but it gets caught in the breeze when the night fury that was just trailing behind, now has caught up to you. he growls proudly, not-so-subtly showing off his new "v" shaped flaps that run from his neck to his tail.

hiccup seems proud too, especially when the two suddenly dip out of your view. you whip your head up and down, left and right, trying to spot where they disappeared to — gasping when toothless appears on your other side swiftly, and hiccup winks.

your mind stutters for a moment, not even realising the two have flown ahead of you again, and instead suddenly acutely aware of the freezing tip of your nose being drowned out by the growing warmth across your cheeks.

elsa, however, grumbles at your disracted demeanour, and speeds up as much as she possibly can, before making a warning 'yelping' sound to you, telling you to prepare for what she's about to do.

her sudden plunge breaks you out of your stupor, and as soon as her downward motion ceases, you sit up straight — this being something you've rarely seen in action and have grown confident in, but all the well familiar with the consequences if you don't raise yourself as far up from the sea as possible.

you know elsa has hit the water from the way her body grows colder, like ice, and you quickly feel the rest of her body submerge with your feet all the way up to where your knees dangle by her sides.

the water rushing past you nearly reaching your hips is heavier than the air above, and you know for yourself it would feel like trying to fly through honey, but for elsa, the water surrounding her only serves to fuel her.

even as the freezing water engulfs the lower half of your body, you reach a hand out to graze the surface. flicking the water with your cold fingertips, you imagine it absorbing into your skin with an ethereal glow, wondering how it feels for elsa to have something so simple yet so powerful coursing through her — funnily enough — like a fire.

toothless is still ahead of elsa, but she's now hot on his tail with her built up speed, and you're regaining focus from the coldness sinking away from your body, holding on tight in preparation for the light show elsa will embodying and soon zoom by her competition.

you find, as elsa rises, that your mind had been just as enveloped as hers in the water — for the moment your feet hang back out in the open air and the water is already dried off your hand, you can suddenly feel hiccup's gaze on the two of you, a heat you'd have quickly and self consciously noticed in any other situation.

you can't find it in yourself to look away from him now, and you can't stop examining his every facial expression — the wonder in his eyes, his surprised smile, and the way you swear it grows when he notices you're looking at him again — as elsa reaches the same height as toothless again; bringing the two of you face-to-face

you can tell the way his eyes are lit up he's curious about every intricate details of what elsa is capable of, his mind reeling at the sight of something he's never even imagined before. it's like he's been shown the stars for the first time, like the constellations are forming before his eyes, and you don't miss the way his eyes flickering from your dragon to you with warm cheeks impacts your heartbeat.

it only lasts a moment though, because the second elsa is side-by-side with toothless once more, you're holding on tight and she's soaring past in a blur.

the world around you feels secondary to the floating feeling of moving this fast, and your eyes shut protectively in face of the air pinching at your skin — but the smile on your face is unstoppable, as elsa's speed leads the two of you to a well deserved win.

[whirling-fangs]

[[ We have a stowaway on the plane ://// he ate all the snacks in my backpack!!! The shameless brat!]]

[chiropteracupola]

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[practically-an-x-man]

Writing Masterpost

Here's the list of all my fanfics! These can also be found by searching for Practically_An_XMan on AO3

Quick note: I write primarily longfic. Long longfic. Many of the main fics (not on tumblr) are 100k plus - and if they aren't yet, they'll get there eventually. Have fun.

X-Men Fics:

I'll Be Here to Catch You - Hank McCoy x Mira Hart [started Jan. 2021, finished June 2021)

Symphony in Silver - Peter Maximoff x Robin Cassidy [started Aug. 2021, finished Oct. 2023]

Candy Cane War - Peter x Robin ficlet, holiday prompts (tumblr)

A Love Once New - Warren Worthington III x Rae McKinney [started Feb. 2021, finished March 2024]

Aftermath - Bonus chapter to A Love Once New

Tear Us Apart - Bonus angst piece to A Love Once New

Gravity - Warren x Rae ficlet, one-line prompt (tumblr)

Smoke and Mirrors - Alex Summers x Madison Douglas [started May 2021, currently active]

OC thoughts - "Madison doesn't share food", loose ficlet

Marvel/MCU Fics:

Catch and Release - Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker x Ophelia Octavius [started Jan. 2022, currently active]

Closing the Rift - Peter x Ophelia ficlet, one-line angst prompt (tumblr)

Bloodstained - Peter x Ophelia ficlet, angst/injury prompt list (tumblr)

Amadeus - Peter x Ophelia ficlet, random prompt (tumblr)

Call it Even - Peter x Ophelia ficlet, random one-line prompt (tumblr)

Bird's Eye View - Kate Bishop x Gia, random prompt (tumblr)

DC/Suicide Squad Fics:

Battle Wounds - Rick Flag x Eris, angst/injury prompt list (tumblr)

Late Nights - Rick Flag x Eris, fluff/sleep prompt list (tumblr)

Acrimony - Rick Flag x Eris, heavy angst/whump oneshot (tumblr)

A Short History Lesson - Rick Flag x Eris, height difference prompt list (tumblr)

This Time It's Not So Literal - Rick Flag x Eris, random fluff/humor prompt (tumblr)

A Fool's Errand - Rick Flag x Eris, angst/jealousy prompt (tumblr)

Dead of Night - Rick Flag x Eris, angst with a happy ending (tumblr)

Lost Gods - Rick Flag x Eris, heavy angst/whump ficlet (tumblr)

Years Ahead - Eris oneshot, future AU (tumblr)

Broken Pieces - Rick Flag x Eris, intense whump and hurt/comfort (tumblr)

Whatever Keeps You Around - Rick Flag x Eris, unexpected run-in with an ex (tumblr)

New Blood - Nikoletta Bordeaux, one-line prompt, introductory ficlet (tumblr)

Nightmares - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, emotional hurt/comfort, early introduction (tumblr)

Shadows and Fallen Stars - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, angst with a happy ending, established relationship (tumblr)

Relapsed - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, angst with a happy ending, established relationship (tumblr)

The Facts Were These - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, first kiss (with abundant Pushing Daisies references) (tumblr)

Pit of Vipers - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, pre-relationship in Belle Reve (tumblr)

No Longer Alone - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, emotional hurt/comfort (tumblr)

Lost in Thought - Abner Krill x Nikoletta, emotional hurt/comfort (tumblr)

Escape Artist - Chain smallfic with @witchy-self-shipper (tumblr)

Star Wars Fics:

Bolts and Blasters - Armitage Hux x Indigo [started May 2021, finished June 2023]

Torment - Alternate/bonus chapter to Bolts and Blasters

Rallentando - Fluff oneshot, takes place after Bolts and Blasters

6 Underground Fics:

Nom de Guerre - Billy/Four x AJ Campbell [started May 2021, finished Sep. 2022]

Desert Song (Previously Unreleased) - Billy/Four x Quinn/Aces [started Oct. 2022, currently active]

Flustered - Billy x Quinn ficlet, one-line prompt (tumblr)

Out to Lunch - Billy x Quinn ficlet, one-line prompt, hurt/comfort (tumblr)

Pyrotherapy - Billy x Quinn ficlet, two-line prompt, angst with a happy ending (tumblr)

Night at the Museum Fics:

Who Waits Forever Anyway? - Ahkmenrah x Katherine Johnson (OC, not the scientist) [started Dec. 2021, currently active]

Christmas Lights - Ahkmenrah x Katherine fluff ficlet (tumblr)

Mefkat - Chain smallfic with @hawthorne-spengler-stantz

Love, Willow - Chain smallfic with @hawthorne-spengler-stantz

American Horror Story Fics:

Heartstrings - Kyle Spencer x Jasper Wilson [started Oct. 2022, currently active]

Sunshine - Kyle x Jasper ficlet, angst w/ a happy ending (tumblr)

Pandemic-Era Kyle and Jasper (tumblr)

Knock on Wood - Kyle x Jasper ficlet, domestic fluff (tumblr)

Gift Card - Kyle x Jasper ficlet, holiday prompts (tumblr)

Sprained - Kyle x Jasper ficlet, sleep prompts (tumblr)

Undone - Kyle x Jasper, random fluff prompt (tumblr)

Mama - Kyle x Jasper, heavy angst with a happy ending (tumblr)

The Sandman Fics:

Secret Worlds - The Corinthian x reader (Prometheus) [posted Feb. 2023]

(Farewell) Wanderlust - The Corinthian x reader (Prometheus) [posted Mar. 2023]

The Calling - The Corinthian x reader (Prometheus) [posted Oct. 2023)

All Night - Corinthian x Prometheus fluff ficlet (tumblr)

Dust to Dust - Corinthian x Prometheus angst ficlet (tumblr)

Fablehaven Fics:

Taking Flight - Warren Burgess x Kestrel [started Aug. 2023, currently active]

Locked Away - Warren Burgess x Kestrel, angst/whump prompt (tumblr)

Chameleon - Warren Burgess x Kestrel, angst and action oneshot (tumblr)

Ghostbusters Fics:

Heart in Your Hands - Lars Pinfield x Jimmy Luciano [started March 2024, currently active]

Extra Pieces:

Lucky - for @can-of-pringles, Arith x Iriel (their OCs)

King - for @can-of-pringles, the Corinthian x Prometheus, found family with Lee Quinn (their OC)

Sick Day - for @can-of-pringles, Arith x Iriel (tumblr)

Sneak peek at a future Stranger Things fic (tumblr)

Karaoke - for @can-of-pringles, Peter Maximoff x Marigold Rosales (their OC) (tumblr)

Steel Christmas - for @vexic929, gen fic with Quinn and their OC Berrie (tumblr)

Through the Haze - for @negative-speedforce, dark/angst piece with their OCs Hyun-Ki and Jessi

Roses and Tulips - for @can-of-pringles, Copia x Silas, Valentine's ficlet (tumblr)

"Breakfast" drabbles for each of my OCs

Whump drabbles - Jimmy, Rae, Quinn

Whump drabbles - Ophelia, Gia

Whump drabbles - throwaway OCs