#there's only 13 fics of them

[noxdemonart]

lemme just convert ya'll to nikomalina ❤

[xiewho]

hiii :) i just wanted 2 say i love how u draw gorgug and fabian thistlecaster is such an underrated ship and their interactions are some of the best in fh

HI ANONNN THANK U !! i wholly agree they have such a fun and interesting dynamic i wish people explored more !! here's a silly gorgug + fabian moment from fhsy for u <3 (cause i want an excuse to draw them again hehe) hoot growl baby !!

[jtl-fics]

Fluent Freshman - Part 13

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“I can’t believe you would go out on Black Friday to grocery shop but I guess thanks for going out on Black Friday to grocery shop.” Aaron greets him with as FF moves over to the table.

Andrew and Captain Neil had apparently went out shopping.

Andrew and Captain Neil had apparently come back and have been in Andrew’s room for the past couple hours.

“Josten probably wanted to go to Excites for some gear. I don’t know what my brother sees in that Exy-obsessed jerk.” Aaron says as he eats his own smiley eggs and bacon. FF hears the sound of a hammer and a drill from Andrew’s room.

Heart in his throat he forces himself not to think about what Andrew and Captain Neil COULD be building.

(A guillotine, an iron maiden, that weird wedge thing that splits people in half at the groin, He should NOT have taken that Spanish history class. Oh god it’s probably a fence so he can’t escape whatever hunting ground Andrew is going to drag him to if he can’t buy his continued existence via baked good.)

“Shut up, they’re actually really sweet to one another.” Nicky chastises before turning to FF, “Because of that your final serving goes to Smithy. He deserves it more than you.” Nicky says and slides the final plate of eggs and bacon.

“He’s just as bothered by it as I am!” Aaron scowls.

“By what?” FF asks because there are a lot of things that bother him so Aaron is going to have to be more specific.

“By those two being all close. I’ve seen the way you turn and walk away.” Aaron reaches across the table for his bacon but FF just pushes the plate closer to him. The two plates he had already eaten were more than enough, especially after the full dinner that they’d had the night before. “You’re grossed out by it too right?” He asks as he goes to stab the bacon.

FF slides the plate away and Aaron stabs the table.

FF is NOT HOMOPHOBIC.

His gran raised him better than that.

“I don’t agree with you.” He says because he doesn’t but can’t bring himself to say anymore. He’s in Aaron’s house, he stole Aaron’s keys that morning to lock up the house.

(it was so rude but what if someone broke in because he left the house unlocked? What if someone got hurt just because he wanted to ensure his own survival? Isn’t it better that he just borrowed Aaron’s keys to make sure that no one in the house got hurt? Does FF still believe with every fiber of his being that Andrew Minyard is trying to murder him in this exact house? Yes. Can these concerns coexist peacefully? Also yes.)

If anything he finds Captain Neil and Andrew to be an incredibly nice couple. They talk about things together, they make plans about their future, their PDA was actually pretty minimal (especially in comparison to Aaron), and he had figured out the weird code Andrew talked in so he was pretty sure that Andrew and Neil loved one another.

The only issue he has with the couple is that they are out at a store probably buying supplies to torture and then kill FF.

Otherwise they were perfectly fine.

Aaron scowls, “You can’t be serious. You walk away faster than you run on the court when you see the two of them getting all gross.” He points with his fork and tries to grab the bacon again.

FF frowns deeper.

“I walk away even faster from you and your girlfriend.” He returns because Aaron and Katelyn are the couple who have been the MOST guilty of initiating something in front of him when he was in ‘Visible only when the sunlight strikes him at the exact right angle on the summer solstice’ mode.

 He had tried to clear his throat to get them to quit quite a few times but…well…he has heard Katelyn mention that one of her and Aaron’s favorite ‘hang out’ spots might be haunted….so he hadn’t been overly successful.

“PDA makes me uncomfortable in general. Captain Neil and Andrew are a very nice couple who you shouldn’t talk bad about.” He defends as one of the only people who would know exactly how thoughtful the two were to one another.

He hopes his Gran is proud of him for saying something.

Aaron looks at him with a twisted mouth for a while before relenting, “Fine they’re not that bad. It’s just a big brother thing.” Aaron rolls his eyes.

FF swallows down some acid in his throat and pushes the smiling eggs and bacon over to Aaron who smiles back at the breakfast and proceeds to eat it.

A big brother thing.

FF gets up and heads over to the final bag that Andrew had left out on the counter. FF had bought some additional offerings for his mortal soul to tide Andrew over while he made the brownies. It’s also where the incense and his latest two five hour energies should still be.

He finds the incense, wonders if he hallucinated the five hour energies (very possible), and hands Nicky a box of sour patch kids to distract him when he comes over.

“Smithy, why the hell are you lighting incense?” Nicky asks because the sour patch kids were NEVER going to be enough to distract Nicky. That would take something on the level of Swedish Fish but he’d been more focused on avoiding the candy thrown by an irate woman towards a member of Target staff because the grocery department couldn’t get her the redemption coupon for one of the flat screens in the Electronic department so he had FAILED to procure them. He’d even seen a box sail through the air is bullet time because his brain was too hopped up on Five Hour Energy but he’d let it go believing he could just grab a box at check out. THEN HE ZONED OUT IN THE CHECK OUT LINE AS HE STARED AT BOTH THE FUTURE AND THE PAST AND FORGOT HE WAS IN THE PRESENT WHERE HE HADN’T GOTTEN THE DAMN SWEDISH FISH.

“I’m going to make my Great Grandma’s brownies.” He says in response, “I’m hoping to channel her so I don’t mess up.” He says.

“Oh! More grandma baking goodies?! I can be your assistant baker! What do you need?” Nicky says visibly vibrating with excitement at the prospect. “We can listen to Mariah and I can lick the spoon!”

There is a noise of revulsion from the kitchen table.

“Don’t let him lick the spoon Smiths! He gets WEIRD about it.”

“That sounds like what someone who wants to lick the spoon would say.”

“Oh shut up!”

“That’s not a NO!”

The cousins continue to argue about spoon licking rights as FF gets started checking to make sure that the kitchen has all the necessary equipment to even make his brownies. He’d been so tired (last night? This morning?) that he hadn’t thought about even checking that the cousins would have things like a glass bowl, an baking dish, pie tin, etc.

Thankfully FOR ONCE luck is on his side and FF does not have to walk back to the Target.

So he finishes pulling out everything he’ll need, getting the oven pre-heated, and pulling out the ingredients for the brownies from the fridge.

He lights some incense with the stove top burners sends a quick prayer up and wonders if maybe a ouija board would have been better but if the Home Goods section had been a dangerous spot then the toy section would have been like walking into an active war zone. There are no laws as far as parents are concerned when it comes to getting the ‘it’ toy for their kids. FF has watched the highs and lows of humanity in the Barbie aisle more than once.

So he melts chocolate, he sifts flour and sugar, he separates eggs, and he uses every muscle that Kevin’s insane work out regiment had given his arms to whip those egg whites into stiff peaks. He knows his great gran is with him when Nicky and Aaron continue to argue (they are now talking about the ethics of licking the spoon vs. licking the bowl? He doesn’t quite get how they got there but alright) so Nicky doesn’t hear him say “Stiff Peaks Acquired” to himself because he knows Nicky well enough to know that he would have NEVER heard the end of it.

He uses all of the delicacy his gran had ever tried to teach him to fold those egg whites into the chocolate and then to fold in the flour and sugar. There are more steps, more ingredients, but unless you are family then those are CLASSIFIED.

Great Gran had always been the suspicious sort.

The oven beeps to let him know it’s done pre-heating as he’s carefully transferring his great gran’s life’s work into the baking dish.

He was so focused that he hadn’t even realized that Andrew was back until he turned to do the dishes and found Andrew holding the bowl and running his fingers through the scant remaining mix and shoving it into his mouth.

He is surprise that the scream remains in his head. He’s even more surprised that he stays upright. Maybe the nap did him some good even if it let Andrew and Captain Neil build whatever torture device they were intending to use on him.

He really needs to drink some pepto. He doesn’t think that Andrew will pause their ‘The Most Dangerous Game’ recreation to let FF manage his ulcers. Andrew is staring straight at him.

Andrew offers him the spoon.

FF declines. Raw eggs, sugar, and chocolate? With THIS stomach? He’d almost prefer to be chased through whatever enclosure Andrew is going to drag him to.

“When did you wake up?” Andrew asks.

“Hour ago.” He answers.

“Hm.”

“I’ll make the pie tomorrow.” he ventures trying to extend his life by another day.

Andrew shoves the spoon into his own mouth after that and walks out into the dining room. FF hears both Aaron and Nicky’s cries of anguish.

FF looks at the brownies in the oven at the incense burning on the counter and wonders if that was Andrew’s way of confirming his stay of execution.

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[ashironie]

Anyone have good Mumbo-centric fics? Please? I’m begging you I need some. I’m gonna look on AO3 but that’s always a losing battle. The few fics that are tagged as Mumbo-centric are Mumbo-POV Grian-Centric (most of them, from my memory). Now I have to look through all Hermitcraft fics and look to see if Mumbo is the first character tag (or second or third, but if Grian is in the top three I almost don’t even look at the summary)

[pup-pee]

so i have a problem & its called rereading this fic i just quickly doodled these 2 thingss but ill prolly make an actual piece bc i think about this a lot

sunshine. falling.

u can decide which part of the convo theyre on kfjsdh

gift 4 @radioactive-earthshine

HERES THE FIC AGAIN BC I REALIZE THE LINK MIGHT NOT LINK? ignore mefjksdh\

((idk y the quality is so badfjsdgf BUT THE DIALOUGE WAS CUTE OK ik part of it was from superboy & the ravers (#7) but just ok just))

this is like a couple weeks old @ this point idk y i never posted it

[deiaiko]

#4.1 Lost & found

Grace was exhausted, but sleep still didn't come easy. It was his first night on the second floor, and it had been about a week since he last had Khun by his side. 

Wearing Khun's clothes helped to trick his mind, but it could only do so much to ease his anxiety.

Grace summoned his pocket and dialed Khun's number, as he had done for the past nights. It rang a few times, and Grace braced himself for another missed call.

He shot up from his bed when he heard a familiar voice call his name.

"...Bam?"

"Oh my goodness!" Grace clutched his pocket in disbelief, "Khun!"

"Bam!" Grace could hear a choked sound from the other end, and Khun's voice had gone a little wet. "Oh, Bam, you're here, thank God. I thought–"

I thought I would never see you again. Grace completed the sentence in his mind.

"I found you," Grace whispered. His eyes stung with unshed tears, and the heavy weight in his heart finally lifted. "I finally found you."

"You found me."

There was an unmistakable smile and fondness on Khun's voice, and Grace let himself smile back. "I miss you."

"I miss you too," Khun whispered very softly, as if they were sharing a secret. It wasn't something he said often, after all. "I hope I can finally sleep better tonight. There’s a lot we need to discuss, but I'll save that for tomorrow."

Grace heard a yawn and caught himself doing the same. They wished each other goodnight and fell asleep with their call still connected.

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[heartofspells]

Hi, i think you once mentioned something about there being a possible benjy/sirius situation that you might write… is this a plan for the future? I really loved them so much in Crush <3

That is still very much the plan! I already have a minor plot for it and everything, but yes, it will be in the future at some point. Not entirely sure when. It'll likely be something I work on slowly between other projects whenever the mood strikes. I'm so glad you loved them! I did, too! A Sirius/Benjy pairing is something I've wanted to do for a long time now, which is one of the reasons for it in CRuSH, but that really flared the flame higher for it instead of taming it down 😅

[singsweetmelodies]

watching the alpines qualify dead last... my immediate thought was "oh it's going to be sympathy kisses+ for Pierre all season long in the your lips, my lips (apocalypse) universe" 💀

oh my gosh, HI 🤭😍 well this ask made me grin far too fondly down at my phone screen... it just means SO much that people are still thinking of this fic universe even though it hasn't been updated in forever. 🥺 i am really SO touched!

and i also agree COMPLETELY! sympathy kisses all night long, for sure... perhaps even a sympathy blowjob or two... or even (since charles has once again reminded us that he's not sensitive to bottoming) a sympathy fuck 😏 but whatever the case might be, you can bet your ass that they'll definitely be in each other's beds in the 2023 kisses fic 'verse <3333 😘

[69slaysoulsister69]

2023 Ao3 Wrapped

Total approximate words read: 13,895,643

Month with most words read: January (2,405,113)

Month with most fics read: December (25)

Longest fic read: Lily’s Boy (746,386 words)

Top 5 favorite fics: (1)Seagulls Cause Storms, or the Essence of Chaos (2)Recursion (3)The Wrong Sort (4)Two To Shore (5)Turning Leaves

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

only good thing abt the vous situation is that it lets me experience tecteun calling 13 the child that im 100% convinced she actually would bc shes the only one who uses tu for her

[sweatandwoe]

nobody under the age of 16 should be allowed to make an account on anything ever

found my old fanfic.net account with exactly four fics on all published in 2010

[daz4i]

I'm ngl i figured out writing stories isn't really for me so i sort of. stopped doing it. i can never finish them and i always dislike the result so it feels pointless on every front

[dullahandyke]

the thing is even as my version of the ace attorney universe is heavily modified to fit the themes of the characters within it, idk if thats even the right choice for the place to put them in bcos its not quite working. but also sooo much of it plays on aa status quo that id have to entirely reinvent parts if i wanted to preserve that effect

[quietwingsinthesky]

You really have no idea how long it takes to make a podfic until you do it yourself

[altruistic-meme]

get to know your fanfic writer :]

i got tagged by @spaghett-onaplate thank you darling <3

When did you post your first ever fanfic? ok so ik i actually have one that's older but i don't know when it was. so my first ever posted that i can find was October 2, 2015, on Wattpad.

First character(s) you wrote for: sigh. England and America from Hetalia.

Main character(s) you’re currently writing for: Andrew Minyard and Neil Josten from All For The Game, Laurent and Damen from Captive Prince, Crowley from Good Omens, Wilhelm and Simon from Young Royals

Character(s) you haven’t written about before but plan on writing about soon: Both Laurent and Crowley (since I've only written very little for either and haven't shared them yet!) and also Wymack from All For The Game as well!

Fandom(s) you’re currently writing for: All For The Game, Captive Prince, Good Omens, and I wanna include Young Royals though I haven't touched my WIPs for.... a minute.

Platonic pairing(s) you currently write for: Andrew & Kevin, Neil & Kevin, Auguste & Laurent, Crowley & Muriel

Romantic pairing(s) you currently write for: Neil/Andrew, Damen/Laurent, Crowley/Aziraphale, Wilhelm/Simon

Your top 3 tags on AO3 (if you post your works on AO3): #1: Fluff (16), #2: Angst (8), #3: Hurt/Comfort (7)

Your current platform where you post your works: Ao3: AmericanCanada

Snippet of the wip you’re currently working on: here is a little bit from "laurent stabs damen" bc my more recent WIPs don't actually have any actual... writing going on yet.

He was led to yet another tent that looked the same as every other tent and Laurent truly wondered how anyone knew where anything was here. Even the tent the King had been in hadn’t had anything but its relative size to distinguish it from all the others. And the physician’s tent hadn’t had anything at all to signify what was inside.  Maybe that was the point. It certainly would make it more difficult to find the Prince’s tent or where the food was stored or, as it so happened, where Laurent was being held prisoner.  The tent that the Prince had brought him to was simply furnished, generously put: a pallet to sleep on, a copper pot to use as a bathroom, and a low table that had a pitcher and cup on it. Laurent wasn’t sure if those were the standard or if they had been brought in for his benefit. “No golden chains?” he asked before he could help himself.

i am going to choose to leave this open but absolutely tag me if you do it!!

[kil0rn]

I regret going back to see the old writing i did when i was 13 </3 and seeing how i used to text makes me laugh