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don't fucking interrupt me when i'm reading my x reader fics it's rude
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We're fanfic writers, we spend hours researching an incredibly niche topic we know nothing about so that we can have one sentence be factually correct
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I'm Coming For You and I'm Making War [Johanna Mason/Reader] (3/4)
Summary: An orphan from District 10 was no one's pick to win the 68th Hunger Games, but you managed to prove them wrong. You're not impressed with the glitz and glamor of the Capitol and you certainly don't want any of the expectations that come with being a Victor. Not even Finnick Odair's friendship can make you feel any less alone until you meet Johanna Mason. She's everything you didn't know you needed, but when rebellion stirs in the districts after Katniss Everdeen's act of defiance in the 74th Hunger Games that guaranteed not only her survival but Peeta Mellark's as well, it turns out that you might have to face Johanna, Finnick, and everyone you've grown to care about in the 75th Hunger Games.
Word Count: 11k
Author's Notes: Thank you to everyone who has given this a chance so far. I've had to split up the Catching Fire chapters, so this is now 4 parts instead of 3. Please let me know by commenting/leaving kudos if you liked this. Low reader engagement has killed so much of my motivation for fics before and I'm genuinely excited about this one. 💖
Part One -- Part Two -- Part Three -- Part Four
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Writing Update
Recently Posted:
Chp. 6 of my Sirius Black fic [Make All Your Demons Be Gone] -- posted
Chp. 11 of my Eric Northman fic [Waiting For the Sun To Go Down] -- posted
Fnaf fic with Mike Schmidt/Reader -- posted
Currently Writing:
Chp. 4 of my Johanna Mason fic [I'm Coming For You and I'm Making War]
TLOU2 fic with Jesse/Reader
Currently Planning:
Chp. 2 of my Daryl Dixon fic [When Skies Go Dark] -- planned
Chp. 2 of my Isaac Lahey fic [These Wolves Keep On Scratching At My Heart] -- planned
--if anyone wants to be added to a tag list, all you have to do is let me know. 💖
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Waiting For the Sun To Go Down chp. 11 [Eric Northman/Reader]
Summary: You thought vampires coming out of the coffin was the most excitement you would ever experience after you moved to Dallas, but it turned out to only be the start. Between your friendship with Godric, your reluctant move back to Bon Temps after your grandma's passing, and a serial killer on the loose, you were beginning to wonder if your life would ever be anything approaching normal ever again. Of course, you also never expected that once you met Godric's progeny, Eric Northman, you would also find yourself falling in love.
Chapter Word Count: 5.7k
Chapter Eleven
taglist: @mysticalfuncollectorus @nightsbite @virginalsacrifice @maliceex59 @stilestotherescue @princesssterek
#eric northman#true blood#eric northman imagine#eric northman x reader#eric northman x you#true blood imagine#true blood x reader#reader insert#imagine#reader#waiting for the sun to go down fic#my fic
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The real barbie is Y/n.
Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.
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Don't mind me just getting distracted by an idea...I'm just saying Jesse is criminally underrated and I will show my love for him by writing a fic. Yes, I know no one will care about it, but damn it, he deserves it.
#writer rambles#i learned how to capture video and upload them just to gif this man#like c'mon guys i'm in deep#he showed up in the game again and I got *butterflies*#there's something wrong with me omg
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@pscentral anniversary event: take two 2.0
↠ JENA MALONE as JOHANNA MASON (x)
Johanna Mason. From District 7 Lumber and paper, thus the tree. She won by very convincingly portraying herself as weak and helpless so that she would be ignored. Then she demonstrated a wicked ability to murder. — Catching Fire, Suzanne Collins
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Waiting For the Sun To Go Down chp. 10 [Eric Northman/Reader]
Summary: You thought vampires coming out of the coffin was the most excitement you would ever experience after you moved to Dallas, but it turned out to only be the start. Between your friendship with Godric, your reluctant move back to Bon Temps after your grandma's passing, and a serial killer on the loose, you were beginning to wonder if your life would ever be anything approaching normal ever again. Of course, you also never expected that once you met Godric's progeny, Eric Northman, you would also find yourself falling in love.
Chapter Word Count: 5.9k
Chapter Ten
taglist: @mysticalfuncollectorus @nightsbite @virginalsacrifice @maliceex59
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True Blood
Alexander Skarsgård as Eric Northman
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Hold On To Your Sanity [Mike Schmidt/Reader] (2/2)
Summary: Your twin brother goes missing on the night of your shared birthday party at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. It was supposed to be a night full of fun and laughter, but it turns out to be the worst moment of your life. You try to move on, but when your brother appears to you when you're fourteen and beckons for you to follow him back to Freddy's, your parents decide to leave Hurricane and all the grief behind. Years later, after your parents are gone and you're sent to live with your only living relative back in Hurricane, you befriend Mike Schmidt. You bond over being the source of rumors and gossip and shared trauma. Mike quickly becomes your best friend and over time, you realize you've fallen in love with him. You want nothing more than to move forward with him, but the biggest tragedy of your past claws itself back into your life and you're thrown headfirst into the mysteries surrounding Freddy's and the souls lost there.
Word Count: 7.2k
Author's Notes: Please, if you enjoy this, please reblog/comment, because it would make me so happy. 💖
Part One / Part Two
#reader insert#mike schmidt#mike schmidt x reader#mike schmidt imagine#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf x reader#fnaf x you#imagine#reader#fnaf imagine#reader imagine#my fic
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I noticed that an amazing fic I read with over 60k words and over 900 kudos...didn't receive a single comment in 2022.
There were some comments in 2021, then a gap, then a few comments from this year. That is insane.
Ao3 is not built like Wattpad, it is not meant to be treated like the 'latest hits' page where you only read the new works, or where you only click on sort by number of kudos. It doesn't matter if the fic you like is not wip anymore - if you really like the story, comment. A simple heart will do. The author won't think you're annoying, in fact they'll probably be incredibly happy.
Fic authors don't deserve to have their work just disappear with no engament after few weeks pass. The fics don't deserve it either
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#mood#i'm like *this* close to giving up#but then one person will be kind enough to comment and rescue me out of my low engagement depression
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Hold On To Your Sanity [Mike Schmidt/Reader] 1/2
Summary: Your twin brother goes missing on the night of your shared birthday party at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. It was supposed to be a night full of fun and laughter, but it turns out to be the worst moment of your life. You try to move on, but when your brother appears to you when you're fourteen and beckons for you to follow him back to Freddy's, your parents decide to leave Hurricane and all the grief behind.
Years later, after your parents are gone and you're sent to live with your only living relative back in Hurricane, you befriend Mike Schmidt. You bond over being the source of rumors and gossip and shared trauma. Mike quickly becomes your best friend and over time, you realize you've fallen in love with him. You want nothing more than to move forward with him, but the biggest tragedy of your past claws itself back into your life and you're thrown headfirst into the mysteries surrounding Freddy's and the souls lost there.
Word Count: 6.5k
Author's Notes: If you would like to be tagged in the second part, just let me know! Please, if you enjoy this, please reblog/comment, because it would make me so happy. 💖
Part One
#five nights at freddy's#fnaf#mike schmidt#mike schmidt x reader#mike schmidt imagine#mike schmidt x you#fnaf imagine#five nights at freddy's imagine#reader insert#reader#imagine#my fic
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Hunter
Jesse x Reader
Requested by anon “Hey! Can you do a Jesse request where the reader is a hunter and they meet Jesse whilst he’s out on patrol? I love your writing :)”
Warning- mentions of blood, slight violence
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Very quietly and slowly you breathe in a deep inhale, lining up the rifle correctly and pointing it past the trees to a deer that was feeding on the surrounding vegetation. It’s head suddenly snapped up as it caught noise of something in the distance.
Probably just another animal, you think to yourself, exhaling slowly as you took one more careful step forward and managed to hide part of yourself behind a tree, the only thing showing was the tip of the rifle, hearing only yourself whisper. “Sorry.” Before you pressed the trigger and the bullet flew out, hitting the deer, but seeming to puncture straight through it and flying out to hit what sounded to you was the cause of the previous noise that almost cost you your meal.
Whatever it was made more noise, a pained groan. What sounded to be a human groan—in a hasty move you hang the rifle’s strap over your shoulder and quickly make your way over to what you heard, being a bit more careful when you seemed to get closer.
An obvious clue due to the fact that the groans got louder—and you thought just to take your collected meal back to your cabin and forget about the pained human, remembering the advice given to you many times before ‘avoid strangers’ but you knew that you would never be able to peacefully rest if you did such an act. So ignoring the repeated given advice you continue moving forward, stopping as the tip of your boots touch the fresh blood pooling on the ground.
“Oh, shoot.” You cringe, your eyes slowly shifting upwards to see a single man laying on the ground, raven black hair on his head, skin pale and turning whiter at the loss of blood; while his eyes were a deep, beautiful brown you might add that matched the earth beneath. Not like his obvious attractiveness mattered at the moment that the wound on his side still had blood spilling from it. His attention wavering and barely catching sight of you, his only response to what he saw was to speak in a raspy whisper. A pained plead.
“Please..”
It takes you a moment to react, your eyes focused on the wound you inflicted, running thoughts of guilt and worry racing through your mind at the sight the young man hurt. Only able to react when the man pleaded again, his eyes following you as you fell by his side and began to whisper ‘I’m so sorry’, hissing once you wrapped your jacket wrapped around his waist to stop the wound from spilling anymore blood. And when you tried to stand him up his legs gave in and he began to fall back, almost taking you with him, but coming out lucky when you managed to catch him and pull him up, wrapping his arm around your shoulder to begin to take him to your cabin.
He resisted at first, struggled to talk to protest against you taking him, but you were quick to reassure him. “It’s okay, I’m going to help by taking you to place and clean and stitch that wound.” You tried to shoot him a reassuring smile, but his ability to barely keep his eyes open was beginning to worry you. “It’s okay, I can leave the deer.”
He shakes his head and manages a soft amused huff.
“What’s your name, huh?”
He swallows thickly and reveals his answer in a mutter. “Jesse...what about yours?”
You smile, “y/n.” You briefly shoot him a worried glance before you look ahead and see your cabin coming to sight, the dog you had running to the fence to greet you with excited barks. Sniffing the air as you presumed caught the scent of the blood. “Don’t worry he doesn’t bite.” Again you looked to Jesse and saw his eyes began to droop, causing your heart to drop your mind to race faster. “Stay with me. Jesse, hey.”
Said man nods slowly, his weight beginning to get heavier the more you knew he was falling into unconsciousness. Giving no reaction to the dog following him all the way to the inside of your small but cozy cabin, any pained noise he would express silenced as you gently placed him on your bed. Worrying you that much more.
“Oh shoot, I’ve killed him newt.” You whisper in a high panic to the all black dog, “he’s dead. He’s dead.” You begin to bite your nails, checking the pulse on his neck. At first finding nothing, not until a very faint pulse was felt on his neck. “Ok. Good.” You spin around your heels and follow after your dog as it guides you to your medical cabinet, helping you in the best way it could by taking out what he usually saw you grab when someone was hurt. Hurrying before you to rush back to Jesse.
You sigh after you finish washing your hands and take the small needle. Pulling off the blood damned shirt from the young man and inhaling a deep breath at the sight of the bloodied mess. Breathing out once you begin to feel your hands tremble as you begin to clean it as best as you could before you retake the needle and loop the thread through. Expressing another sigh before assuring yourself.
“He’s going to be okay. He’s going to be okay.” Again you let out another deep breath and press your hand closer. “Here we go.”
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The sound of the bed creaking and a soft groan proceeding to follow makes you look over your shoulder to notice Jesse had woken up and was trying to slowly sit it, his hand on the now stitched and patched wound. His eyes scanning the area until they landed on you, a narrowed look shot as you began to head his way with a cup of water in hand, a shy smile tugged on your lips.
“You feeling better?” You question softly.
Jesse hesitates for a moment and nods. “Yeah.” His eyes drift to the dog that is walking at your side. The curiosity obviously growing in his eyes. “Where am I?”
Setting the cup down on the nightstand you go around the bed to open the curtains to welcome the natural light, answering once you could meet his gaze. “My cabin, I didn’t know where you came from so I couldn’t take you sorry.” You then quirk your eyebrow to question him. “What’s the last thing you remember?”
Jesse's eyes drift the new shirt on him that he knew he didn’t wear before. Letting that curiosity slip for later. “Uhh, I was about to shoot the deer, but you ended up shooting me. I saw you and the last thing I saw was just woods.”
A warmth grows on your cheeks at the mention of your mistake, lightly biting your bottom as spoken memory races through your mind. “About that, I’m sorry, I’m supposed to be a hunter you know and now what with you, I don’t think I’m as great as I like to think.”
Jesse chuckled softly, shifting to sit up higher. “Well if it wasn’t for you helping me, I would be dead, so thank you.” A very soft groan left his lips at the sharp pain felt at his side making him pause and what he was going to finish with. “And as much as this stay has been pleasant, people are going to be worried. I was on patrol so they’ll be looking.” He suddenly moves to try to stand up, making you quickly move over to him and stop his movements.
“I wouldn’t, you’re still healing. Any harsh movements and your stitches will open up. I can go get someone if you want. To let them know you’re okay, but I suggest you staying here for a day or two.”
Jesse hesitates for a long moment, scratching the back of his head as his eyes bounce to the window to ponder over your suggestion. The sudden pain caused his breath to hitch ultimately deciding for him.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he turned to finally meet your gaze once again, offering a short nod before verbally answering as well. “Fine, I’ll stay. But only for a day or two.”
A wide smile grew on your lips. A sudden joy traveled through your body. It was weird, the sudden emotion for an acceptance from a young handsome man you just met. But it was also something you also couldn’t help but feel.
You nod and grin this time, a warmth growing on your cheeks. “Good.”
#this was so cute!#jesse is so underrated#thank you for writing this!#he deserves all the love#fic rec#reader fic rec#tlou#jesse tlou
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Writing Update
Currently Writing:
Chp. 6 of my Sirius Black fic [Make All Your Demons Be Gone] -- posted
Chp. 11 of my Eric Northman fic [Waiting For the Sun To Go Down] -- writing
Fnaf fic with Mike Schmidt/Reader -- written; now being edited
Currently Planning:
Chp. 11 of my Eric Northman fic [Waiting For the Sun To Go Down] -- planned
Chp. 4 of my Johanna Mason fic [I'm Coming For You and I'm Making War] -- planned
Chp. 2 of my Daryl Dixon fic [When Skies Go Dark] -- planned
Chp. 2 of my Isaac Lahey fic [These Wolves Keep On Scratching At My Heart] -- planned
--if anyone wants to be added to a tag list, all you have to do is let me know. 💖
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