#this is the longest thing i ever write lol

[lost-decade]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers! Spread the self-love 💞

ty! 💕 this was a nice opportunity to re-read some of my old fics - although there are so many of them that I didn't make it all the way through lol

your pretty face is going to hell

a very sassy nico catches lewis with charles in a bathroom in bahrain airport and teases him mercilessly. this was a lot of fun to write

the art of saying goodbye

still the longest fic I've ever written - my brocedes magnum opus. honestly I'm so proud of myself for finishing it, even though there's definitely things I'd do differently if I were to write it now

these shores that cure

jenson/james fucking in tokyo. a very underrated pairing and one I absolutely love. also bonus filthy jeandre. really happy with how I weaved the threads of this one together actually

the teammate ritual

lewis/all his teammates through the years. this is a bunch of morning after ficlets and lewis' self hate and denial about them, with a more optimistic ending. also written when we didn't know who lewis' teammate after nico would be

for eternity and a day

the sad max/james immortality fic I'd been wanting to write forever. terribly self indulgent and a chance for me to do loads of historical research and write a whole bunch of angst

[sskk-manifesto]

Ep 5!!!

[aeriona]

Wrote a random, dumb little scene for my Eldritch AU, set during the events of the manga, before the betrayal.

I'll eventually make more of these, and when I do I might put them all up on AO3? maybe? idk. anyways hope you enjoy my blatant self indulgence goodbye-

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Vio had returned to the Tower a bit later than he'd expected, the sun was well and truly gone from the sky. According to Vaati, there’d been a sighting of some Hyrulean soldiers wandering through the forest a little too close to the Tower’s entrance. Vio was smart enough to know it was probably an excuse to be rid of him for the day. He understood, the feeling was mutual.

He didn’t even find anyone out there anyway, thank Hylia. Vio shrugged his room’s door open with his shoulder and set down his belongings on the floor, stopping completely in his tracks as he processed what was in front of him.

A gigantic, ash-coloured creature was sprawled out on the bedroom floor, with a myriad of unnaturally-bent limbs and tendrils spread out across the carpet. After a brief moment of panic, Vio realised that he was indeed looking at his friend Shadow, and not a deadly eldritch monster. 

No, this monster was nice and not at all deadly. Very fortunate for him indeed.

Shadow had two and a half pairs of arms folded under his head, a few exposed fangs gleaming in the dim moonlight. His breath came out in gentle, rhythmic huffs that reminded Vio a little bit of a dragon.

Vio wasn’t aware that Shadow could sleep, he’s never seen him do it before. Did he even need sleep? Curious, the violet hero quietly approached the sleeping monster with featherlight steps, careful as to not to wake him up. Vio realised with a huff of laughter that anyone else in his situation would have probably found the many-limbed, many-mouthed beast asleep on his bedroom floor horrifying, but Vio did not.

He found him fascinating. Very much so. Besides he was fond of Shadow, with his stupid jokes and that stupid grin and okay he's getting off-topic let's thinkofsomethingelse.

Vio didn’t want to pry too much, especially while Shadow was sleeping, but he was simply too curious not to pass up an opportunity to know a little bit more about his unusual friend. After ensuring that Shadow was truly asleep, Vio knelt and gingerly held a hand to the beast’s head, carefully avoiding his eyes. Surprisingly, he found the monster was utterly freezing to the touch. Did he not give off body heat? Maybe he was cold-blooded, like a lizard. Or, a less-interesting option, maybe he was just chilly. The windows had been left open, after all. 

Upon further examination, Vio found that Shadow had smooth, ash-black skin that seemed to spike up in strange, fur-like tendrils along his spine. A particularly long patch crowned his head, resembling a tuft of hair not unlike the stupid, messy bangs he had in his more ‘Hylian’ form.

Vio leaned back on his heels, admiring Shadow as he slept for a long moment. When he was awake, Shadow typically wore this dumb, lopsided grin that crinkled up his features in a way the violet hero couldn’t accurately pinpoint with words at the current moment (nor did he want to, lest he sound like an idiot). It was odd, he thought, to see his friend with such a genuine, blissful expression. It was a rare sight, but an (admittedly) appreciated one.

Vio suddenly wondered if the room was too cold for Shadow, or if the beast was actively radiating a chill in his sleep with how bloody freezing the carpet was.

Or, maybe this wasn’t sleep, Vio’s mind couldn’t help but unhelpfully supply. He didn’t know too much about cold-blooded creatures, but what he did know stipulated that, if Shadow were one, the room was likely far too cold for him to possibly be comfortable in. And, even worse, ectotherms had a tendency to shut down if their body temperature reached low enough levels. Maybe Vio was being paranoid, he probably was. But it couldn’t hurt to be careful.

Vio quietly rose to his feet and hurried over to his bags that he had left by the door earlier, fishing around for their contents. Finding his desired item, he returned and sank down to be level with Shadow on the freezing floor. Carefully, he lifted one of his friend’s large, clawed hands and quickly slid the object beneath his arm so it was snug under his jaw. One of them, at least. He had a few at the moment.

The object Vio had given him was was a fire rod. The sanguine gemstone at its end gleamed with heat, already doing its job to warm Shadow up. Vio suppressed a chuckle as he eventually stirred, lazily manoeuvring the rod under his chest with a sleepy huff. Vio concluded it was cute. factually so, shut up.

[ask-dawnanddusk]

The Crescent Sun and Shining Moon

“Two formed in heaven's way, one, night; the other, day.”

~

Now, the tale of the two sisters starts, not in this realm, but in one completely different to ours! In this world, many beasts of different and alien shapes live, and it is here where I must tell you of before I tell you of the sisters.

In this realm lived two groups of powerful creatures who I'm sure you're familiar with; The Solgaleo of the Sun and Lunala of the Moon. However, unlike their counterparts in other realms, these two groups despised each other. They fought and argued, and believed the light of their others were false ones.

While conflicts of this nature are not without precedent even within the legendary circle, there was one thing that drove this conflict onward; a creature existed that could steal the powers from one of these two species and take on a form similar to the one it had drained. It would then use its off appearance and ill-gotten powers to sow further discord between the two groups.

But not all believed the false sightings, and some, not many, but enough, believed in the balance that they were meant to uphold. And it was two of these like-minded beings who came together and, through their union, created the two sisters.

The two loved each other dearly, and cared for their daughters with all their heart, however it was not meant to be. For on the day where the moon eclipsed the sun, they were found out and killed for their treason. But while they perished, in their last act of defiance, they sent their children through a portal to the furthest realm they could reach, in a desperate bid for them to live.

And so they fell and fell and fell, past millions of different dimensions, until they landed right into the waiting claws of our beloved Star Mother, Maksviah.

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She had sensed a strange portal was going to open and had arrived there just in time to watch them exit. They were tiny back then, much smaller then any normal Cosmog, and they were injured too. The attack had, despite the best efforts of their parents, not left them unscathed.

They were tiny and alone and so injured they would surely perish without any guardian to watch over them.

So, Maksviah resolved to raise them herself.

Taking them back to her icy home, she stayed within her mountain cave for many months, carefully feeding the sisters food meshed with her own stardust and bathing them regularly in healing light until, finally, they were no longer at risk of perishing.

But for all her power and experience with children, Maksviah was still a creature of stars, and knew she would need help in raising the two. So she called on two of her very close friends, creatures of the ever-shifting sky just as the Lunala and Solgaleo are. I'm sure you'll be able to guess who instantly!

Truly, calling upon Dawn and Dusk was the best choice she could have made. The two helped the sisters in a way Maksviah couldn't, as their powers more closely aligned to those that the sisters would soon grow to have. The youngest took a liking to Dawn and his powers of day while the eldest found herself following behind Dusk and his powers of night.

They lived in peace for many years, however, as the sisters' powers grew, so did a connection to their birth dimension. And it was this connection that allowed these celestial beasts to find them.

The sisters were viciously attacked by multiple Lunala and Solgaleo, and with the two groups of pokemon arriving so close after the other, it soon turned into a larger conflict. These battles were not uncommon to the two groups, and stained the white snow more and more red the longer it raged on.

But this time there was an interruption in this long and bloody war.

Maksviah, descending on wings of flame in her more older, primal form, tore through the two groups mercilessly. She batted away any who would attack her and unleashed her wrath upon those who dare harm her daughters.

At the sight of the foreign and fierce opponent, the two groups fled through their portals, back to the dimension they came from. And through this battle did the sisters come to a unanimous conclusion.

Carefully, the sisters approached Maksviah and said, “Mother, mother, please listen. We love you so, we truly do, however they are also our family just as you are. You showed us Kindness and Balance, and we wish to share that with them too, but we are too small and our bodies too weak. Please train us in body and mind so that we may end the conflict between our people.”

Maksviah heard the sisters and saw their words to be True, and she could not be more proud of them for it. So she took the two sisters and, with the aid of Dawn and Dusk, began to teach them one of two ways; Night for the  eldest and Day for the youngest.

It took many months of hard training and battles, but eventually the two sisters evolved as they had been torn; during a solar eclipse. And perhaps it was a mix of this celestial event and of ancient magic which resulted in their miraculous evolution.

The eldest, Kou, took on the form of a Solgaleo of the Moon.

The youngest, Paike, took on the form of a Lunala of Sun.

And it was so, with this evolution and one final goodbye, the sisters rushed forward and dove into the ultra space.

—

The sisters were quick to find out that, whilst the conflict between sun and moon was old indeed, something was provoking the two groups into further clashes in a most unnatural manner.

During their investigations they learned that when those off appearances occurred, a weak and ill Solgaleo or Lunala would soon appear afterwards. It was further prodding of the non-celestial locals and timid folk of the realm that revealed it seemed to go after those who wandered off alone. It left them with no memories of their encounter. Most often the two groups would explain this sudden illness on their opposition.

So, the sisters devised a simple but effective plan; Paike, with her radiant form, would draw the creature's attention while Kou hid in the shadows, and when the creature went to strike she would pounce.

The plan was easier to execute than expected, as the unique form of the sun sister drew its attention like a moth to flame.

When they finally got a good look at their opponent, the sisters were shocked.

There before them lie a creature so obviously empty and torn it pained them to look at. Its jagged edges were sharp and piercing, and its bony body had no colour to be found on it other than the dull shades of black to white. It thrashed wildly beneath Kou’s giant form, and she struggled to keep a hold of it.

Carefully, hesitantly, Paike began to weave it a song, which Kou soon joined in on. They sang of sun and moon, of balance and warmth, of light and dark and all things kind. They sang of the hearth fire, their Mother, and they sang of the lovers, their Uncles. And all the creature could do in response was sigh and listen with a deep longing in its heart.

“Alas, what you have shown me is terribly lovely,” it began “and holds all the things I could only ever yearn for, but I am the product of discord and violence. With my heart shattered I am unable to swerve from my dark fate, with my only imperatives to CONSUME and DRAIN and TAKE without the option of Giving in turn. I wish it was otherwise, but it is not. Only if by some miracle I was to return to my true state, but it is not. Thus I will forever be chained to this wretched existence.”

The two sisters heard the creature and saw its words to be True, and they could not be more saddened. So, carefully, they took a bit of their own powers and, to the shock of the creature, placed it within its darkened shell.

With the light of sun and moon combined, sparked by old magics taught to them by their dear Mother, the creature's dark form softened in a way, and while its dark coloration remained, its face lit up with the colors of the rainbow.

Carefully, Kou stepped off it, and it rose up once again, this time calm and quiet, almost bashful and shy.

“You gave me a priceless gift today. You sang to me in comfort and restored my sanity, and I will repay this kindness in turn. I am Necrozma, former Giver of Light, and I swear I will aid you in your quest to heal your people. Whilst my form is the result of their conflict, it was wrong of me to antagonize them further. Perhaps if I hadn't they would have become peaceful on their own…”

“Oh, please do not speak that way.” Kou crooned gently, bumping her head against Necrozma in comfort, “Whilst you may have provoked the conflict, they did harm you in the first place and cause you to shatter.”

“And we have little idea if they truly would have stopped fighting.” Paike pointed out, “You had no choice in the matter. They did. All we can do now is make this right.”

—

Now, the three couldn't just waltz up at any moment to the two groups, they needed to time their appearance at the moment when they would be most impactful.

Was doing it right before a massive battle the most impactful decision? Yes. Was it the most intelligent of decisions? Well… 

The sudden appearance of the sisters and their shattered friend shocked the groups, and at the site of their overwhelming power they quickly fled the battle ground.

It seems the sisters' appearance had shaken the two groups. A Solgaleo of moon and Lunala of sun? It was something unheard of until Kou and Paike revealed themselves.

And that shattered creature… was it a representation of the shattered bonds between sun and moon?

After all, why did they fight? Based on some belief that one was true while the other was not?

Well then, what did that make the two creatures they saw?

…Something needed to change.

Thus two small groups formed, one of sun and one of moon. These groups consisted of the ones who would set out to find the two themselves to see the Truth. And this time, when they ran into each other, they did not fight as they had done in the past, but instead an uneasy alliance was formed. It was a small thing, weak and wavering and barely there, but it was made. And that growing unity was what allowed them to find the sisters.

The two leaders of the groups approached carefully, gazing at the sisters in thinly veiled awe for a moment before, surprisingly, they turned to bow before Necrozma and revealed a hidden shard they had each been carrying with them. 

The shards were as black as the body of the fallen light. 

They apologize profusely, explaining that they had realized who Necrozma truly was and recognized the shattered form in the shard pieces their tribe leaders had hidden away.

They did not know the full truth of why they fought, and they were still ignorant to the many beauties of their counterpart, but they were willing to try.

And it was this willingness to change and grow that reignited the shattered ones light and ushered in a new era of peace.

~

"Follow moon or sun? Silly child, are they not one?"

[bunnieswithknives]

Fic I said I was writing is now at 4000 words and still not done... I am suffering

[stormcloudsandshadows]

No one:

Me at 230 am: hm…… Nedzu.

[shastafirecracker]

THROWS MUG ON THE GROUND FLIPS THE TABLE AND THROWS THE TABLE AND COMPUTER OUT THE WINDOW

IT’S FINISHED MOTHERFUCKERRRRRR

[familiarache]

what if i make a playlist but its literally just 'u/ryu pining after hime and ichi'

[singsweetmelodies]

piarles + gloss (💄🤭)

oh, phoebe, you are a legend for this. absolutely impeccable taste, as always 😏😘 this one is dedicated to this anon, with my compliments.

Charles feels Pierre's eyes on him the moment he walks into the drivers’ briefing: warm and fond at first, the way Pierre's eyes always find him, but quickly darkening to something smouldering and dangerous once they inevitably drop to his lips.

He smiles around the room, warm and friendly and as innocent as he can, and of course it's a complete accident that he happens to lick his lips just as Pierre makes a little involuntary movement in his direction.

Pierre's eyes narrow, and then he's crossing the room in what feels like less than a second, grabbing Charles by the arm and pulling him back through the door he just came from and into the blessedly empty storeroom beside it.

"What do you think you're doing?" Pierre asks, and his voice is dangerously soft as he closes the door behind them, his eyes laser-focused on Charles lips - specifically, the dark-red gloss to them.

"I'm just trying something new," Charles says, and grins again, tipping his head teasingly to the side as he adds, innocently, "What, don't you like it?"

(send me a ship + a one word prompt and i will write a 5 sentence fic about it)

[mister-writes]

Sometimes I think to myself "wow I've gotten so far with my editing!!!!" and then I look at the document and I am on chapter eight out of twenty-nine......

[supercantaloupe]

ao3 stats game

tagged by @malcolm-f-tucker, ty!!

Rules: Give us the links to your wonderful words with the most hits, most kudos, most comments, most bookmarks, most words, and fewest words.

expect this to be skewed towards d20 bc while i haven't written much for that in a while it is easily the biggest fandom i've written anything for

Most hits: The Disappearance of Adaine Abernant - dimension 20 (fantasy high), 2,637 hits

Most kudos: ^, 193 kudos

Most comments: Extra Credit - dimension 20 (fantasy high), 73 comments

Most bookmarks: ^, 54 bookmarks

Most words: Starlight - oklahoma!, currently sitting at 34,091 words.

Fewest words: The Symphony of Hadestown - hadesotwn, 191 words. my first posted fic ever! look at her, she's so tiny, lol. my next shortest clocks in at exactly 400 words longer; even when i'm trying to be brief i tend to go on a bit, haha

i shall tag @tragedyposting @theresa-of-liechtenstein @kingfisherkink @grasslandgirl and @druid-for-hire! idk who else of my mutuals really uses ao3 at all so i'll just leave it there lol

[wren-of-the-woods]

What were your feelings while writing your first fic? (ie. did you doubt you'd finish it? Did you just have fun? How did you feel once you posted it?) and how have your feelings about writing changed? 💜

Oooh, that's a great question! Let's see...

What counts as my first fic is a little bit subjective -- I was looking through some very old notebooks a few weeks ago and found what appears to be the first page of an unfinished story about the characters of a children's book series that I must have written around the ages of 6-8, but I don't think that counts! The first proper fic I wrote was a Pride & Prejudice AU that I never finished but enjoyed writing.

The first fic ever I posted, though, was a little ficlet for a prompt event that was going on in the Silmarillion fandom! I don't remember exactly what I felt while writing it, but I do remember the intense nerves that came with figuring out how to edit and post it and then the intense joy at getting a few comments. It felt like I was officially an author -- it was great!

I think the main change in how I feel about writing now is my confidence. I know what I'm doing and how to do it (more or less). I know how to post and tag. It's given me a lot of freedom to have more fun with less self-doubt! I'm very proud of how far I've come :D

Fanfic Writer Friday

[ruairy]

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[lesbianwords]

i’m gonna be ambitious and try nanowrimo again this year!! i wanted to do it last year but i gave up pretty quick, i’ll try to take it seriously this time lmao

i’ll be working on “queen’s echo” (i’ve actually just been calling it “echo” recently) which used to be a lighthearted fantasy romance but has now become darker and horror-ish? idk if it’ll be that scary and i’m not really committed to the genre yet but there will be some horror elements i think. i want to just write it out and see what happens! basically the previous idea was like fun celebrity wedding planning shenanigans in a hotel that’s possessed (in a fun quirky way) but now the wedding happens in the beginning and the bride and groom die bc the spirit possessing the hotel actually possesses one of them and kills the other that way. so yea. the main cast of characters (who all work at the hotel) is pretty much the same the plot is just more unhinged

[tariah23]

have you caught up to opposites attract yet, i think you'd be pleasantly surprised 😊

I HAVE NOT!!!! I think I might just wait until it’s complete (I see that it’s almost done 😭) but UHHFGG it’s been on my mind heavy lmfao. I miss it sm but I haven’t had time to read it (or any long fiction atm tbh!) but I can’t wait to go back……. The goat of GOIJI ff… the ultimate foreplay. King of superficial and a handful of others are ALSO great of course but OPPOSITES ATTRACT… my god… one of my 10 commandments is to read it if you’re a Gojo or Ijichi fan (if you don’t mind long ass ff) since you don’t even have to ship it at first to really enjoy it, it’s just THAT enjoyably well written. You’ll also come to enjoy Goiji or at least get why people like it so much lmfao.

It’s up there with the likes of THEE STRMB (ultimate sns ff…. 😵‍💫) to ME as far as insane quality goes despite them both being completely different stories. That was one of the best ff that I’d ever read in my life and if I’m saying that a story is just as good as THAT then it most definitely is 😁! I don’t even read ff like that but I always know what to look for when it comes to ones that are this good.

Goiji….. I hope the writer writes some after story stuff for them after it’s over 😭!!!

[tasklinemgr]

I think it's really funny how mary became one of my favorite ttcc characters because I started writing a fic about her

y'know, since you'd think it'd be the other way around