#the first chapter is almost done!

[rexxkazu]

boom💥 have some concept art for the au im trying to piece together - i think i’ve finally figured out how i want to draw these two critters

the fic im writing for it will (probably) be called “To Dead Futures” - i’ll probably make a tag for the sake of organization

[phantom-of-the-mask]

you're all so. Wet

[somethingpersonarelated]

Dear Violet, will you remember the past you have forsaken, the future yet to pass?

Inspired by @senblades's Faith for the Second Run (go read it. go read it.) Lately I've been experimenting with like abstract stuff and really enjoying it, and really wanted to do something with FFTSR's Sumire. <3

[johnslittlespoon]

what if. i said tough and sweet ch7 is done. and accidentally ended up being 20k words with two Large nsfw scenes

[padfootagain]

THE FIRST DRAFT IS DONE!!!!!!!!!!

I'm crying, at this point...

The first draft of the Prof!AU Love in Verses is officially done!!! All 44 chapters are complete!!!

The posting schedule will be posted next week!!!

[megaerakles]

Tim Drake be like…

[boojangs]

So my writing anniversary for the Wenclair Fandom is coming up on December 7th, and I plan to have everything updated and posted on that date. You, Me, Us; To Dance With Wolves; Two for Tripping (Into Love).

I also have a one-shot planned for that day as well, something that's been on my mind for a while, that I wanted to get out. Hope you guys enjoy it. Be on the look out for that quad update!

Thank you all for everything, from the bottom of my heart. 🩷🖤

[myokk]

1) the sunrise!!!😇🙏 it’s back to being beautiful now thst it isn’t raining/cloudy every day🫶

2) the only time he was a good boy today🙄👹

3) salpa….weird jelly creatures that fill the beaches now but they’re harmless!!

4) I’m not the best photographer but THERE ARE TWO HUGE JELLYFISH…see if you can spot them🕵️‍♀️ they’re bigger than my head😭😭😭 my bf swam this morning and he said ONE WENT RIGHT PAST HIM 😥😥 (he’s crazy)

5) finally feeling better & starting to teach my art classes again🥹 a student made that necklace for me over the summer so ofc I had to wear it😤💓

[cozmos-talkin]

here’s a snippet from that one Zukka fic I started writing. I feel like Toph and Katara becoming a team to make fun of Sokka is something that can only be accurate to their characters. [“Is Sokka being gross again?” Toph asked. 

Katara snorted, “When is Sokka not being gross?” 

“Fair enough,” Toph said, shrugging

“Hey! Rude! I’m right here you know,” 

“I know,” Katara said.]

[yaralulu]

Something something lucien likes collecting cool daggers something something azriel always has truth teller on him something something pls connect the dots.

[hiding-under-the-willow]

I need all of you to know that the last few days of you guys being so hyped about LaHoF has, somehow, convinced my sibling to read it, whereas. Living with me. For months. While I was writing it. And being equally if not more insane about it. Didn't

[soupbtch]

ummm. my fic is done.

[ask-modern-patrochilles]

How was your first ykykykykykyk time?and how did it happened?

Achilles: Our first time was magical! It was transcendent, absolutely unreal—

Patroclus: It was impulsive. We were at his apartment, getting ready to go meet up with the rest of the band but then I kissed him without even thinking about it. Then he kissed me back and the next thing we both knew, we were upstairs in his bedroom.

Achilles: [Dreamy Sigh] Like I said, magical!

[steddielations]

I’m sorry what’s this about a jock steve / eddie strength kink fic I hear??

Update: It’s now here on Ao3!

oh yes you did hear correctly 👀 here take a lil snippet:

Eddie overindulges.

He likes to push everything. He wants to know just how far someone will go if he tinkers with their buttons enough. He needs to see how much he can get out of any situation if he just goes one step further. 

It’s his thing. That’s why he still deals even though he has a “proper” job now. The record shop pays shit but it’s plenty enough for his third of the rent between Steve and Gareth, or when his van decides to break down and he needs a quick wad of cash. 

But if Eddie wants anything extra, he’s gotta do a little extra and yeah, screw his dad for giving him that insatiable goddamn need for more no matter the risk. He’s slowed down at least, only dimebags now, but still. He’s pushing it. 

Anyway, Eddie Munson has an impulsive need for overindulgence. That’s why the first time that he runs and outright flings himself at Steve simply because he’s curious if Steve will catch him, and Steve does… Well, Eddie just can't stop after that. 

He’s not getting off on it, he hasn’t sunk that low, it’s actually just fun to see what Steve will let him get away with. 

He really takes a gamble one night after his band finishes playing their set.

“You left Robin all alone with that pretty redhead at the bar?” Eddie sets his guitar aside, grinning down at Steve near the edge of the stage.

“Yeah, wanted to be the first to congratulate the rockstar for his cool show.” Of course Steve did, he’s stupid sweet like that, smirking up at Eddie, “Or should I say it was metal?” 

“Thanks, charmer, but no.” 

Eddie can’t help it, doesn’t give any warning before he jumps right off the stage, just knowing that Steve won’t let him fall and he doesn’t. Steve throws his arms out with a surprised grunt just in time to catch Eddie like a bride over the damn threshold, both of them laughing. 

“Now that was metal.”

“You’re outta your mind, Munson,” Steve doesn’t even care that Eddie’s all sweaty, just carries him over to the bar and buys him round after round. He never stopped smiling the entire night. 

Then, when Eddie’s nervous out of his mind, opening the letter after his third time taking his GED test, psyched to find out that he finally passed and could start community college with everyone next semester. Hell, Steve seems even happier than Eddie, having been there the first two times when Eddie sulked on the couch and tried not to cry. 

So Eddie can’t help it then either, jumping into Steve’s arms and cackling when Steve spun him around in a hug like something out of a stupid Disney movie. 

And later, Gareth called over Jeff and Grant, and Steve rounded up Dustin and Robin so they could all surprise Eddie and celebrate. That night was the first time Steve stopped Eddie from launching at him.

Instead, he turned Eddie around, dipped down to hoist Eddie’s legs around his neck, and lifted him on his shoulders while everyone cheered and toasted. They even let Dustin spray them with the cheapest champagne from the corner-store. 

Steve carried Eddie around like that for a good half-hour. When he finally sat him down on the counter, it was with a quiet smile, standing between Eddie’s knees, cheeks rosy wine colored as he murmured, “Can I say, in the least sappy way, I’m proud of you, Eds. Congrats.” 

By the end of the night, Eddie was warm and buzzing pleasantly all over, not just from the bubbly. 

And then another time, and another time, and another, and then. 

It happens. 

~

It’s a boring Wednesday afternoon, they both have to be at work at the same time, so Eddie decided to make it interesting and bet Steve he’d be ready to go before him. 

By the time he’s changed into one of his endless band tees, Steve’s already stuffed himself into another pair of his torturously short shorts, both of them racing down the stairs at the same time. 

Of course, Eddie hops onto Steve’s back as soon as Steve gains the lead, latching around him like something feral, laughing maniacally as Steve tries to throw him off. Only when they reach the bottom of the staircase does Steve manage to pry Eddie off, swinging him around until he’s back on his own feet. 

Eddie tries to take off toward the door, but Steve holds him back with a handful of his shirt, making heat swoop low in Eddie’s stomach at the rough contact.

“Ah ah ah, where do you think you’re going?”

It happens like a fever dream. Steve rasps right into his ear, close enough for his warm breath to scald Eddie’s skin. 

“Try not to get in too much trouble today, Munson. You’re already off to a bad start.” 

Then Steve, Honest to God, gives Eddie a swift pat on the ass, leaving him stunned in place as he jogs out the door. 

It takes Eddie’s mind a long… long moment to wrap around what just happened. 

It’s obviously some stupid jock habit that’s stuck with Steve, smacking each other’s asses in the locker room or on the basketball court, completely oblivious to the implications. He’s such a damn token straight golden boy, he probably doesn’t even realize he’s got his little gay nerd friend going all kinds of crazy. 

So Eddie reels it in. He doesn’t want to look too much into what was clearly just some lighthearted gesture, not even a proper smack. It definitely wasn’t meant to have Eddie’s knees going weak, or turning his blood hot under his skin in the shape of Steve’s hand or— Nope, because Eddie’s not even into that.

[nachosforfree]

Alright I'm going to release happily ever afton as a fanfic and you guys have to prommy on your mommy to be nice to me about my writing. I'm full of fear

[thebroccolination]

THERE ARE SIX KONGART KISSES

And what always gets me about them is that Arthit initiated half of them. 1) Their first kiss, 2) the last kiss in SOTUS S, and 3) the last kiss in Our Skyy. Kongphob only initiated two: 1) the beach kiss and 2) the lamppost kiss that shattered hearts and ruined lives. The roof kiss was technically mutual.

Right after I first devoured watched SOTUS, I saw all these people criticizing Arthit’s character for various reasons. All of them objectively wrong, of course, because he’s a paragon of perfection who’s never done anything wrong in his entire life. But the wildest takes were people convinced that Arthit doesn’t love Kongphob as much as Kongphob loves him.

Like. Arthit kissed Kongphob first. He was freaking himself out about whether or not they could have children before they started dating. He told his entire friend group and everyone else at that party that they were dating. He gave Kongphob more permanent, symbolic matching bracelets to replace the string that absolutely would have broken. He finished his thesis early so he could spend Valentine’s Day with Kongphob. (And he gave him roses that Kongphob kept for years afterward!!!) He cycled Kongphob around campus. He gave him a piggyback ride when Kongphob twisted his ankle. He held Kongphob’s pinky in the elevator of his workplace despite his very understandable concerns about being openly queer at work because Kongphob was sick and he was worried. He told his entire company they were dating after they were outed. He cried THREE TIMES (THAT WE SAW) because Kongphob was going to be out of arm’s reach for two years and might catch a cold in China. He was waiting at the airport when Kongphob came home to him.

Arthit is down so bad, but I genuinely think people miss it because Kongphob is so much more overt by comparison.

But like. In the novel, Arthit soldered their gears together HIMSELF. This bitch is just as extra and feverishly in love, and he deserves more acclaim for being as feral as his fiancé.

Justice for Oon!!!